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✧ NAME: Sirius Orion Black.

✧ AGE:  16 years old. ✧ SPECIES: Human. ✧ GENDER: Cis male. ✧ ORIENTATION: Bisexual. ✧ TITLE: uh

PHYSICAL ASPECTS ✧ HAIR: Shaggy, shoulder-length brown. ✧ EYES: Steely grey. ✧ SKIN: Olive. ✧ HEIGHT: 5′8″ ✧ WEIGHT: --

FAMILY ✧ SIBLINGS: Regulus* - younger brother, the idiot. ✧ PARENTS: Walburga* (mother), Orion* (father). ✧ GRANDPARENTS: Arcturus Black III* (paternal grandfather), Melania Macmillan* (paternal grandmother), Pollux Black* (maternal grandfather), Irma Crabbe* (materal grandmother). ✧ CHILDREN: None. ✧ OTHER RELATIVES: Well, ✧ ANY PETS?: None, although the family does have a house elf (whom Sirius loathes). * = deceased.

SKILLS ✧ PHYSICAL BUILD: Average build. Barely toned due to a love of physical activity. Strong facial features and calloused hands. ✧ ABILITIES: Animagus - transforms into a dog at will; magic - able to cast a variety of spells; potionmaking - though he doesn’t excel at it. ✧ HOBBIES: Tomfoolery, mischief, causing trouble, tricking others, spellcasting, bewitching mundane objects to do extraordinary things, physical activity in general, inventing magical tools.

TRAITS

—— POSITIVE —— Intelligent, ambitious, clever, hard-working, fiercely loyal, immensely loving, laid-back, humorous.

——- NEGATIVE ——- Mischievous, rule-breaker, persistent, impulsive, easily bored, cruel (to those he dislikes).

LIKES ✧ COLORS: Dark colors, with a preference for red and gold (paired) and dark green (separate). ✧ SMELLS: Chocolate, autumn leaves, crackling log fires, deer. ✧ FOOD: Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans, pumpkin sweets, ginger, most meats (except venison). ✧ DRINKS: Cranberry juice, pumpkin juice, hot chocolate, firewhiskey, butterbeer. ✧ FEARS: Deaths of his friends, the Imperius Curse.

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[drfear-blog]

"Layers" Character Meme

[expureblood-blog]

LAYER ONE: THE OUTSIDE

- Name: Sirius Orion Black. - Eye Color: Grey. - Hair Style/Color: Dark brown, long and shaggy, but not messy. - Height: 5′8″ - Clothing style: Casual and put-together. - Best physical feature: He’s got a nice face. LAYER TWO: THE INSIDE - Your fears: Alright, let’s see... how about running into Professor McGonagall in the corridors after bed? D’you think she sleeps with her hair like that? D’you think she sleeps? - Your guilty pleasure: Having my ears scratched, whether I’m Snuffles or not. - Your biggest pet peeve: Imagine a tower of whiny little know-it-all gits supporting the insufferable dunce of them all as he sneers and drips slime all over them. That’s Snivelly at the top - bet the big nose gave him away. - Your ambitions for the future: I suppose I’d better put N.E.W.T.s on the list, huh? Can’t see how that’s going to matter when I join the resistance, but I might as well try to get a couple while I’m still at Hogwarts. LAYER THREE: THOUGHTS - Your first thoughts waking up: Just a couple more hours... s’too early... - What you think about most: I spend a lot of time thinking up new pranks and how to slip things past the caretaker. He’s the one to watch out for; I doubt if Merryweather wasn’t really wise to what we’re all up to. Most of it, anyway. - What you think about before bed: I weave detailed daydreams about the love of my life, James Potter. Doesn’t everyone? - You think your best quality is: You’re asking a dragon to choose its shiniest scale, mate.

LAYER FOUR: WHAT’S BETTER? - Single or group dates: Dates? Doesn’t matter, I suppose.  - To be loved or respected: Doesn’t everyone already love me? I can’t see why they wouldn’t. - Beauty or brains: I’ve got both, thanks. - Dogs or cats: I’m definitely a cat person, hands down. I’m absolutely wild about cats. I can’t get enough of them. LAYER FIVE: DO YOU? - Lie: Me? Never. - Believe in yourself: That’s a given. - Believe in love: Amortentia, my friend. - Want someone: ...What I wouldn’t give to see Prongs or Moony right now. Hell, I’d be happy if it was just me and Wormtail. LAYER SIX: EVER? - Been on stage: Naturally. I was Miss Gryffindor House 1963, you know. - Done drugs: Nah. - Changed who you were to fit in: In a manner of speaking. ( not pictured: padfoot, wagging his tail. ) LAYER SEVEN: FAVORITES - Favorite color: Not black, I can tell you that much. - Favorite animal: Haven’t I already said how much I adore cats? - Favorite movie: I’m always down for a Muggle “horror” film. - Favorite game: Exploding Snap. LAYER EIGHT: AGE - Day your next birthday will be: November third. I can’t be bothered to check what day it is. - How old will you be: Seventeen - I’ll finally be of age. - Age you lost your virginity: Guess. ( he hasn’t. ) - Does age matter: Not once I’m seventeen. ( he’s just thinking about the decree for the reasonable restriction of underage sorcery. ) LAYER NINE: IN A BOY OR GIRL - Best personality: They’re no good if they don’t have a sense of humor. - Best eye color: Can’t say it really matters. - Best hair color: No, I don’t care about this either. - Best thing to do with a partner: I’d suggest a visit to the Shrieking Shack, myself. LAYER TEN: FINISH THE SENTENCE - I love: the very idea of Bertie Bott’s Every Flavor Beans and the world of possibilities they open up. - I feel: tired. - I hide: stink pellets under Wormtail’s pillow and he’s yet to figure it out. - I miss: magic. - I wish: I wasn’t alone here. Yeah, real sentimental, isn’t it?

[expureblood-blog]

Shark dog doggy paddles in a public fountain, carefully watching passersby. ooner or later, someone will approach his fountain... and when they do... 

[latrocinari]

     “Some people enjoy being their boring selves. I’ve heard this is a      day where we can be whatever we want. Maybe they’re afraid of      becoming things they really want to be, or what they are on the      inside.”

Or maybe he’s speaking out of his ass, but the outlaw enjoys bothering people anyway.

[expureblood-blog]

“Afraid of becoming what they want? That’s batshit. Why would anyone want to become something they’re araid of being in the first place? Seems a bit counterproductive.”

[generaladvisorywarning-archive]

His newly attached dog ears twitch as he just barely floats down the streets, clearly put out. He can’t even explain why he had wanted to dress up so badly and now he was stuck like this! The damn thing wouldn’t come off! And all he wants to do is… nap? Give random strangers challenges? Scratch himself behind his ears?

This is embarrassing; his ears flatten against his head. He’s heading straight home, all this chaos be damned.

[expureblood-blog]

Shark dog is curious about the man’s scent. Ordinarily he’s scentless, but now... the faint scent of something inexplicably canid hangs in the air around him. Energized by curiosity and excitement, Sirius attempts to get a decent whiff of his butt.

[didnothingwrong]

♚ —- “Nyahaha… It seems the scientists are playing a purrfectly good prank on you all, nya.” …. “Wait.”

[expureblood-blog]

Shark dog bears his fangs. Sure, she looks human, but she smells like a cat.

[latrocinari]

     “Seeing everyone so horrified at the changes around them…      It’s quite pleasing to the eyes and ears ~.”

[expureblood-blog]

“You’d think they might actually enjoy getting to be someone other their boring selves, hm? It’s too bad. They’re taking it just a bit too seriously if you ask me.”

[expureblood-blog]

sorry for the unexpected absence here! i’ve been pretty busy with offline things lately, but things are finally calming down! i’ll be getting to replies soon, and i’ll likely have a starter call within the next couple days!

[cherubxm]

It was only a matter of time before she encountered something not entirely to her advantage. If this city was everything that Izaya had explained it to be, then the chances of there being a witch or two was surely high. Prideful though she was, Misaya knew full well that the power of a Magus paled in comparison to a real witch. Nevertheless she adhered to the rules she had so become accustomed to from her world.

Were it night she would have gone out with all five of her familiars, but as it was daylight she chose to bring only one. The large, dark colored wolf follow beside her obediently with his tongue lolling out slightly. The days were becoming cooler of which she was thankful for. As the raven haired woman strode down the street she was stopped by a peculiar individual who spoke to her in an even weirder way.

Never had she heard of anything like that. Misaya was, at first, surprised and showed it on her face. It felt like he was trying to pick a fight with her so she turned her body half to him and crossed her arms beneath her breasts before speaking.

“You pick a gorgeous girl out in a crowd, walk up to her and spout a line like that–” As she spoke the large wolf growled in warning and bared its teeth at the man standing before its Master, “–are you a virgin or just trying to pick a fight?”

[expureblood-blog]

Since his arrival in the city, Sirius has seen many beautiful women and very few canines. The woman he’s approached, while certainly dazzling in her own light, is far less interesting than the wolf—long legs, curved teeth, definitely a wolf and not a dog—at her side. Even (or perhaps especially) when it bares its fangs, Sirius feels that familiar urge to transform.

The very idea of running loose with a dog at least his size, if not a bit larger, is enticing. It’s been a month at least since he’s been able to run wild and free, whittling down his energy to its last glowing embers before returning to his true form. It doesn’t seem possible now with his ability frustratingly restricted, yet it beckons to him nonetheless.

The smile on his face does not falter as he meets crimson eyes. “Are those my only choices? Gimme a second to think here—oh, I’ve got it.” Enlightenment dawns, however falsely, upon his visage. “It’s both, isn’t it? I wasn’t expecting it, but I’m not about to turn down a good fight.”  Without his wand, even; he’s either a true Gryffindor or a fool.

[shadowests]

expureblood

                   「 ☠ 」—» And he’s just going to stare down at the now-scattered breath mints, his expression a mixture of shock and disbelief. ❝ My tic tacs… ❞

[expureblood-blog]

Cue Sirius pouncing excitedly on the scattered mints.

Woof!

[lordesque-blog]

His gaze skirts off to the side, one hand lifting to rest delicately on his waist before a flamboyant flick of his hair would be done with the opposite; he was nothing if not memorable for his introductions, whether they be for the spineless or otherwise.

“Oh, of course! Ghirahim. Demon Lord Ghirahim in full, but I won’t make you memorize all of it.” Filled with snappy remarks today, it seems; some mix of his usual demeanor combined with the frustration of his mentioned lack of progress. “You’ll have to forgive me if I forget your name– there’s just so many of you around, see, and I can’t be bothered to pick apart one ant from the other.”

But now that he’s paying attention, there’s something off about this Sirius character; something he’s not accustomed to finding within a fleshy frame, not even from a certain power-bestowed hero. A few invasive steps forward, and his suspicions rise. 

“–But then again, I won’t write you off just yet.” Oh, the generosity. “If you can prove you’re not a boring, powerless sort… I just might change my mind.”

[expureblood-blog]

The moment he flicks his hair, Sirius makes a subconscious comparison. This guy, who or whatever he is, is flashier than him - flashier than James, who could hardly keep his hands out of his already messy hair, for Merlin’s sake. But the comparison itself, the very idea that there are any similarities at all - he won’t admit, not even to himself, that he likes that.

A quirked eyebrow frames a skeptical smile upon hearing an introduction. “Demon Lord, is it? I could tell you weren’t human, but - oi, I’m meeting royalty here.” The light in his eyes attests to it: he’s tickled pink. “Do you prefer Your Majesty, or will Lord Georgeanne suffice? Demon Lord Georgeanne’s a bit of a mouthful, see.”

His smile doesn’t falter even as he’s approached, and then some. So His Royal Highness can tell he’s not a Muggle, can he? The offer he so generously throws out is enough to make him wonder.

“What, you want me to do a trick? I can shake and roll over, but begging’s out of the question.”

[ccgsjascn-blog]

      Juuzou nodded, not seeming to realise that the other was teasing. “Yes. How’d you do it?” he pressed. He just had to know. Inherent curiosity burned within him, always had. Wide, curious eyes scrutinised the dog-turned-teenager and he jabbed a finger at the other’s ribs, as if to test his solidity.

      Despite his apparent face-value nature, it isn’t lost on Juuzou that neither of his questions were answered. If he guesses, though, maybe he’ll get something. If not, he’ll just press further. “Human, I think. That can turn into a dog. I like dogs plenty, but they’re mostly not magic, right?”

      Not that, in his experience, humans were magical either, of course. Still, it seems more plausible. “Or… are you just something that looks human?” That’s always a possibility, isn’t it? Certainly in his own world ‘human-looking’ is always a factor to consider. He isn’t sure about others, though. Who knows? He tugs at one of the stitches in the corner of his mouth, considering.

[expureblood-blog]

There is a small part of him that cannot help but wonder what the consequences will be, if any, for revealing his various magical statuses to a Muggle. Having broken the Statute of Secrecy once already, he rather doubts he’ll receive any punishment at all - not that there’s anyone here who’s knowledgeable enough to burden him with said punishment.

A sharp poke to the ribs has him squirming instantly. He’s ticklish, damn him, and he’d much rather that particular secret remained - well, secret. Having been discovered as an Animagus, he’s running low on things to take to his grave. 

The idea that he is not human but human-looking brings a smile to his face that’s somehow brighter still. “You’re right there, I’m not a dog, but not even human? There’s a idea.” A brilliant idea indeed. “What are you thinking? Not a veela, surely. I’m easy on the eyes, but aren’t they usually blond?”

[amxngstars-blog]

       【★】”Ooo, so yer the rebellious type, huh? A lil’ trouble maker? How swoon worthy. Listen, buddy, the only thing that’s gonna determine if corn comes up again is if ya’ make me question yer interest in it. Ya’ know they make corn shaped vibrators?”

[expureblood-blog]

“So I’ve heard - usually from girls, mind you, so this is a bit refreshing.” At the mention of corn, he narrows his eyes. “You do realize you’re the one who keeps bringing it up, don’t you?”

[remus-black]

[expureblood-blog]

Modern day teenage marauders: Sirius Black

So keep your chin up, boy, forget the pain. I know you’ll make it, if you try again. There’s no use in quitting, when the world is waiting for you.

[amxngstars-blog]

         【★】”Eugh, don’t call me that.” Reminds him of people who would do it just to belittle him. Like teachers. “Sirius Black…. haha, what a sirius name. I like it. And hey, yer the one who originally suggested it.”

[expureblood-blog]

“Only hand-me-down I’ve never minded much, that is. Teachers like to tell me I’m anything but, as if I’ve never heard it before.” He’s quite proud of being a handful. “I’m serious about the corn, though. You’ll have it growing out of orifices you didn’t even know you had.”

[amxngstars-blog]

       【★】”Oo, yer makin’ me look forward to it, then. – Oop, I have been talkin’ ‘bout asses and corn the whole time, but never even told ya’ my name. It’s Leon Kuwata. Remember it well.”

[expureblood-blog]

“I’m sure I can manage - Leo, was it?” He’s teasing. “Sirius Black, and if you mention corn again, you’ll have it growing out your ears. I’ll make sure of it.”

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Ja’far’s frown tugs harder at his lips. Someone should really let this man know that he’s no fan of being made a fool of. But he doesn’t want to give Sirius the satisfaction, and then…

Then he says something hilarious.

“Are you threatening me? By saying you’ll go tell my ‘boss’ that I was taking a break?”  The laughter bubbles out from his chest and comes out directly in the young man’s face. He really had no clue. “Tell you what, you go talk to him right now and come back and tell me his reaction. I’ll be here waiting on baited breath for my pink slip.”

He makes a shooing motion. “Go on, go.”

[expureblood-blog]

Something isn’t right here. He should be agreeing to his terms, not encouraging him to drop his end of the bargain before it’s become one. It’s a blatant warning not to press onward, as the man insists, yet there seems to be few other choices. Going back on his word isn’t an option, and he doubts going in will have the effect he’d hoped for.

Fortunately, there is a third option.

Sirius puts on a smile that is far too innocent for the situation. “If you insist,” he quips. He takes a few steps forward. Puts his hand on the door. Nudges it open...

And looks Ja’far dead in the eye as he resumes his canine form and bursts into the back room, barking madly.

Your move, mate.