#orion/walburga

[metalomagnetic]

I feel like I’m always harassing you with my asks (sorry!!), but bouncing off of my previous request for Black lore- what are the Blacks (that we know) like ✨in bed✨? What are they into?

I spent way too long thinking of this!

We'll start with Sirius the Grandpa Black. I have a feeling he was wild in bed, like he was wild in everything. Curiously, I spoke with a friend about this just the past week, and I said 'he made his wife very happy in bed, and exasperated outside of it'. He was a leg man- he loved long, shapely legs on a woman. In his time-period, no one could see a woman's legs, all hidden by long skirts, but he had a way of guessing beforehand lol.

Arcturus- funnily enough, in the new chapter I am writing, Sirius jokes that Arcturus probably only had sex twice in his life, because he cannot see his strict grandfather as a sexual being. And while he certainly had sex more than twice, I think he was pretty standard in bed, nothing crazy, just plain old missionary style. He was a virgin when he married and never cheated on his wife, even after she died, had no desire for anyone other than her.

Pollux and Irma (in my story she's also a Black, half, on her mother's side) have the same dynamic in bed they have in real life. Irma really likes dominating him, and in bed, he actually enjoys it.

Cygnus has a pregnancy kink 😂 That aside, poor man hadn't had much sex since his wife fell into a deep depression.

Alphard was into nerdy, quiet men with a hint of a wild side (he once had a brief crush on Tom Riddle, of course). He was a very generous partner, in bed and outside of it. His last partner, whom he'd been with on and off for like two decades, and actually lived with for the last five years of his life, almost made an appearance in Canis Major, but I had to let the scene go. Alphard left what remained of his wealth to Sirius, but he left his beautiful home to his partner, who was disowned by his family when he moved in with Alphard.

Orion, like the hypocrite he is, likes wilful, stubborn women that defy social convention. The surest way to attract his attention was to 'behave atrociously' (as he would call it) in public. He's twisted, and he enjoys pursing strong women, only to dominate them when he gets them. As soon as he 'tames' them, he loses interest in them. He's very good in bed, very open minded unlike in every other aspect of his life. No one ever left Orion's bed unsatisfied.

Orion needs intimacy- he never had a simple one night stand. Even with his briefest affairs, he still took the time to know them first, and never jumped in bed at the first opportunity, nor was he one to feel attraction for a woman just based on her looks. I think he liked 'the hunt' most of all.

That aside, if his marriage hadn't broken apart, he'd have never cheated on Walburga. Before everything went to hell, for the first ten years of their marriage, he didn't even think of other women, was 1000000% satisfied with his wife. Even after it all went down the drain, during the years, whenever Walburga gave the briefest sign she wants him back in her bed, he'd abandon whoever he was with and come *running* back home, eating up whatever scrap of affection he could get from her.

Walburga was basically into everything Orion suggested, and she had a few suggestions of her own (learned from those erotica and sometimes straight up smut novels that she loves and were mentioned very briefly in It runs) that she wanted to try out. She loves dangerous men (that's why we see her reading books with a naked, fanged vampire on the cover). I'm certain she made Orion pretend he was a vampire at least once 😂 She also had a slight exhibitionism streak when she was younger and they lived in Egypt, which put Orion on edge (but also secretly delighted him). They weren't even having full on sex back then (Orion insisted they wait until marriage) but she found ways to rile him up and play with him and drive him mad until they finally retuned to England and got married.

Bellatrix is creative and she always chases a thrill, and her sex life is fabulous. Rabastan, poor dear, had seen and heard things in that Manor that either give him nightmares, either inappropriate dreams staring his sister in law and his brother. Sometimes, Bellatrix likes duels as foreplay, so she and Rodolphus destroy parts of the Manor and then fuck in the middle of the damage. Of course, they also have calmer sex, an entire day of lazying in bed with Rodolphus, filled with gentle love-making. But when they're feeling more wild and duels come into play, whoever wins gets to dictate the encounter.

No one knows what Narcissa likes in bed, only Lucius, and it took him like a few years to find out. So whatever happens in bedrooms in Malfoy Manor, shall remain between them.

Andromeda takes after her grandmother Irma, both in bed and out of it. Ted is her boy toy. He does whatever she asks, and they both enjoy it a lot.

Regulus, the little repressed freak, once he finally gets to have sex, he lets loose, and then he feels guilty for it, because he considers whatever he did as something beneath a man of his station. Orion should have really paid more attention to him, but he was also very young when Orion died, so they didn't get to have fun sex talk like Sirius got. He's so allergic to feelings and affection, he enjoys impersonal sex the most. Regulus only knows to accept love and give it back with his mother and his brother, no one else.

Sirius is- well, we know Sirius. Because of the way he was raised and all the shit he got from his mother about liking boys, he does have certain unhealthy behaviours. He adheres to the strict gender roles when it comes to sex, so when he's with a woman, he must always be in charge. That doesn't mean he isn't adventurous, but only as long as he has control. Even when he first gets with Voldemort, he unconsciously puts Voldemort in the 'woman's role' in his head. It takes a while for him to get comfortable, and he's lucky Voldemort is a very patient dude. Obviously, after that happens, we can see Sirius definitely has some sort of Daddy kink. Not that he'd think of it like that, nor would the word 'daddy' ever be uttered while he has sex with Voldemort, but he enjoys being taken care of by an older, powerful man. He also has a big praise kink, so there's that.

He's into different things in bed, depending if he's with a man or a woman. And while he did have plenty of mindless one night stands, I think he is most satisfied when he has a deep connection with his partner. He's desperate for affection, for a true connection, even if he was also afraid of having a bond like that. It's why he tried to distance himself from Marlene, even if he wanted her, because he was simply afraid of growing too close.

You never harass me with questions! I love the questions, especially because they make me think of my lovely Blacks and their mysterious lives. ❤️

[righteousenjoymentofthunder]

just. dropping this here

[moutainrusing]

Walburga and Orion: You will marry a rich, pureblood girl and live a respectable life in a large, fancy mansion.

Sirius: No, I’m marrying a poor, half-blood boy, and we’re living a scandalous life in our shabby old flat, thank you very much.

Regulus: Stop lying out of your ass to juxtapose everything our parents say!!

Sirius: I’m being serious this time. Did I mention that he’s also a werewolf?

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Regulus: Sirius… I’m gay

Sirius *excited*: can I tell Walburga? Cause this WILL kill her

[yourgalgremlin]

Fleamont Potter who makes a plan the day he takes in Sirius Black as his own son in 1975.

Fleamont Potter who waits until James makes Regulus his son-in-law to make a heartwarming “father-of-both-grooms” speech at their wedding reception.

Fleamont Potter who leaves said wedding reception to go find Orion Black in his swanky members-only billiards hall—saying:

“Hello, my name is Fleamont Potter. You abused my kids, Sirius & Regulus. They’re fine now, but the same can’t be said for you.”

& then breaks Orion’s kneecap in with his own pool cue.

[The vision]

[not-rab]

Sirius: I don’t think I can mansplain, manipulate, or malewife our way out of it this time.

Regulus: *cracks knuckles* Manslaughter it is.

Sirius: What- no!

[guhmshuda]

Walburga: You’re not good enough for my son

Remus: you’re not good enough for your son.

Walburga: …

Remus:

Walburga: …

Remus: I did not stutter.

*meanwhile*

Walburga: you are not good enough for my son.

James: *pulls out his guitar*

James: *breaks into RUDE by MAGIC!*

[ramblingsfromthytruly]

sirius was walburga & orion's favourite despite his rebellions and regulus wasn't paid as much attention despite his constant obedience - and they both hated this

[doodlemcjazzhands]

She's a little crunchy, but here's the full portrait with Sirius :)

[metalomagnetic]

You said earlier that you've written a story for Walburga and Orion that you likely won't publish. Would you be willing to share some of it here? I think they're very interesting characters with so much potential, and you write them heartbreakingly well.

“What’s wrong with this one?” Orion asks, startling her. She didn’t hear him approach. 

“How did you find me?” she demands. Orion always manages to track her down when she slips away from family functions. 

He smiles, but doesn’t answer. He takes off his robe, then places it around her shoulders, presumably to protect her from the pretty snowflakes falling all around them. Never mind that she has her own robe on, perfectly charmed to keep her warm. 

Walburga rolls her eyes. The obnoxious twat. 

He sits beside her on the old bench. 

“So? What great fault did you find in him?” 

“He annoys me,” she spits out. 

He laughs. “Everyone annoys you.” 

“No one quite like you, though,” she spits but he just smiles wider. He knows it’s not true .

“Aunt Irma is livid,” he says, as if she doesn’t know. 

“Then drag me back to the house, so you can be praised for what a good, dutiful boy you are.”

Orion is everyone’s darling. Their family loves him. He can do no wrong, always the perfect Heir. 

‘Why can’t you be like Orion?’ comes out of her father’s mouth at least twice a week, when he scolds Alphard or Cygnus for one thing or another. 

“I will,” he says, still smiling. She swats him over the head, but he doesn’t mind it. He must be used to it by now. “But I’m giving you time to come up with a good excuse for your atrocious behaviour.” 

“How galant.” 

She pulls his robe tighter around herself. It swallows her up. Gods, when did he grow so big? 

It seems just the other day he was coming up to her knee, holding on to her skirts, begging to be allowed to play with her and Alphard and not be abandoned with the boys his age. 

Even when he started Hogwarts, he spent most of his first year trying to sit with her and her friends, or with Lucretia, instead of spending time with his peers. 

“You cut your hair,” she says, observing him more closely. He just returned home from Hogwarts mere hours before, to celebrate Yule. “How modern of you.” 

“You like it?” he asks. 

She does. “No.” 

“Last summer you complained I wore it too long,” he reminds her. 

Did she? She likes to pick on him all the time, but she seldomly means it, or remembers what she said. 

“It was too long; you were almost as pretty as me,” she says. “I’m surprised Mother wasn’t worried you might steal my suitors.” She reaches up, runs her fingers through his hair, messing up the way it was styled. A strand falls over his forehead, curls slightly above his eyebrow. “Now it’s too short. You look like a muggle.” 

He doesn’t react to the insult; he never does, these days. When he was younger, he would grow so upset, his temper fiery and short, but for some years now, he’s playing grown up. 

Walburga hates it. Her little cousin used to be fun; he was a person, someone real, not just an imitation of all the other men in her family, stern and unfeeling. Dutiful. 

“Did he offend you, when you were left alone?” Orion asks. Like a dog with a bone, he won’t be distracted. 

None of her never ending suitors offend her- well, they offend her by existing, and breathing, but they're all terribly polite and boring, otherwise.

“What if he did?” she asks. “What if he was terribly inappropriate?” 

His grey eyes glint; a muscle in his jaw twitches. “Was he?” His tone doesn’t shift, yet his entire demeanour changes as he looks at her, waiting for an answer. 

“Of course he wasn’t, are you daft? As if he doesn’t know Papa would cut his head off. We’re Blacks. Who would dare upset me?” 

Well, other Blacks upset her on a daily basis, but certainly no outsiders ever would. 

Orion’s shoulders relax. “You’ll have to marry someone eventually,” he says. “Father and Uncle are gracious, giving you so much time and options to choose from, but their patience is running thin.” 

They are nothing compared to her mother, that dragged her across Europe for an entire year, as soon as she was out of Hogwarts, forcing her to attend dinner after dinner, meet man after man, until they all became a blur in her head. 

“I don’t want to marry,” she says. Not that anyone cares, but she still says it. Often and loudly. “If they will give me away to some idiot, take me away from my house, force me to breed in some horrid Manor far from all I know- then I’m not going to make it easy for them. I’m not going to pick my prison, Orion.” 

She expects him to launch into a speech about duty and honour, but he doesn’t. He gives her a pensive look, head tilted to the side, the stars shining brightly behind him. He takes her hand, and gives it a little squeeze. 

It almost makes her cry. He and Alphard are the only ones that listen to her, actually hear the words coming out of her mouth. 

“I’ll solve it,” he says, after some seconds. 

Her sweet cousin. A wave of affection overcomes her, and she squeezes his hand back. So much bigger now, long, strong fingers. 

She remembers when he was born, when they let her hold him for the first time; she was in awe of his tiny, miniature fingers, how they would curl around one of her own.

He grew up stubborn; irritatingly protective. Even if he was one of the youngest, he always tried to solve everyone’s problems. From minors things, like settling fights between Walburga and Lucretia, to bigger ones, like mouthing up to Dippet when Walburga or Alphard would get detention. 

He’s even worse with his sister, and with little Cygnus; civil, well mannered Orion turns feral quickly at the slightest sign of anyone picking on his siblings.

“You can’t solve this,” she whispers, and she leans in to place a kiss on his cheek. 

He smiles at her, then kisses her back, his lips soft on her cheek, warm. 

“Come,” he says, standing, still holding her hand. “We should head back.” 

“Must we? Mother will yell at me for hours now that the guests have left.” 

“I won’t let her,” he says. “You know how she adores me. I’ll find ways to distract her.” 

“Five more minutes,” she asks, pulling at his hand, trying to get him to sit again. 

Orion seldomly changes his mind once he decided on something, but he always had a weakness for her, so, even though he sighs, he sits. 

She snuggles into him, and enjoys the peace in the winter garden, the beautiful snow, and Orion’s warm, reassuring presence. 

[wolvesandshine]

When Sirius is comfortable around someone he becomes silent - preferring to exist in his own thoughts and just relax for a bit. When Regulus is comfortable around someone he never shuts up - he loves talking about anything and everything in between

[moutainrusing]

Walburga: Sirius, you need to stop liking feminine things.

Orion: Yes, son, you need to like more masculine things.

Sirius: *starts liking men*

Walburga and Orion, voices cracking: tHAT’S nOT wHAT wE mEANT—

[moonyswarmsweaters]

Sirius: did you get my assignment? Sorry it was late again

McGonagall: uh yeah, I looked it over nice work

Sirius: thanks mum

McGonagall:

Everyone in the class:

Sirius: why is everyone staring at me

James: you called Minnie mum

Remus: you said 'thanks mum'

Sirius: no I didn't. If anything I said thanks man

McGonagall: do you see me as a mother figure, Sirius?

Sirius: no! If anything I see you as a bother figure because you're always bothering me!

Marlene: hey! Show your mother some respect!

[moonlightkite]

Remus teaching Sirius how to ride a bike because he was never allowed to have one as a kid would be so cute. They’d do it in secret because Sirius is embarrassed he doesn’t know how.

[tricksterringmaster]

AU where my version of the Prince family lives, and Tobias isn't a jerk but is still hot-headed. After the prank families' meeting: Orion: Almost losing a half-blood isn't such big of a deal to- Tobias, pulling out a gun: Let's check if losing a pureblood's head is such a big deal.

closups:

[arliedraws]

"I don't like being back here. I never thought I'd be stuck in this house again."