I Wouldn’t Mind Having An Uncle Like Alphard Black And His Very Dubious Businesses At This Point.

also if you’d like to read some gossip marauders au @genderfluidluna it’s currently working on a gossip girl au and it’s really good!

you should write a marauders (blackinnon) fic set in a Bridgerton-like setting! (high society, marriage mart, gossip column!). I looove ur writings❣️

omg thank u!! 💗

that’s sounds interesting but i fear i would struggle a lot with time period accuracy in terms of language, common phrases and things like that (not that i would mind that much re-reading some classic in english to immerse myself in it).

you have for sure given me something to think about!

Officially working in the interview format story of Marauders, the band au centered on Blackinnon, but with Jily on the background as well (and possible other pairings, idk yet). And yes, I'm writing both versions (sp/en). See here if you want to know more about it.

"A Blackinnon story" will be updated on monday and "Like a bludger to the heart" on wednesday (I also added a bonus chapter that I'll drop to the original version once we get there with the translation).

And this time I won't be dropping anything earlier because I'm going out of town for a few days.

That's it, for now.

La versión en español ya está arriba aquí.

Ok, so I lied. Yup. Couldn't wait a whole week 'cause I'm unable to fully concentrate on writing the next chapters if I'm constantly picking and editing the previous one when I know, in my heart, they're ready.

The first two chapters are really short and are a bit like a teaser anyway. You can read them both here.

Y para las lectoras hispano hablantes, estaré publicando la versión en español más tarde durante el día. Intentaré actualizarla al mismo tiempo, pero es posible que en el futuro me desfase por todo el tema de posibles bromas o apodos que tenga que reajustar para coincidir con la versión en inglés.

And that's all I have to say for now, other than I hope I manage to capture your attention ;)

james getting closer to marlene through quidditch, starting to think of her as a little sister, obviously thinking sirius feels the same way 'cause they share the same brain cells and then BOOM! sirius kissing her???!! what do you mean you like her??? SHE'S LIKE A SISTER TO US???

adult blackinnon just hits different, you know?

so i was listening to a podcast about rereading books from when you were a teenager and apparently in divergent trilogy’s there’s a character name marlene who was a born-dauntless and were part of the loyal-dauntless after the whole mind control thing and she dies (obviously i had forgotten all about it).

she was portrayed by suki waterhouse in the movies.

i can’t. too many worlds colliding.

would love to read those stories!!!

i agree with kids not fitting with them, if they are not together i can see them being wonderful step-parents, although the option of a miscarriage as to reinforce (more on the reader than in them)/confronts them with the notion that it’s enough with the two of them, like yes, there are families that actually aspire to be that small!! they have other dreams!! plus marlene has her own family and sirius has the potters, they are happy and content as they are and little kids would love to hear from them! imagine blackinnon telling little harry what adventures they get up to, little harry would probably want to grow up to be like them 😂

for the love of me, i cannot imagine marlene and sirius with kids. it fits neither of them imo. they're good with kids, it's not like they don't like them. i just think they wouldn't want one. but in some of my aus, either modern au, warless au, or both live in the canon world, i can see them adopting this specif girl (i will insert pic) and i have so many variants and stories on how they meet her. and she's so fun, sassy, full of love, and their parenting method (?) is treating her like an adult. not with the responsibility, more like treating her as an equal? she calls marlene "lena" or "mum" and she is calls sirius "prongs" or "dad"

marauders band au | blackinnon

i haven’t written a single “official” word in any document (just the scraps of interviews here)

BUT

i have figured out how to start the story and, most importantly, what happened with sirius and where is he.

also who the interviewer is.

the whole article is set to be published in the quibbler cause what better place to report on a old rock band that only a few people still remember to this day.

i’ll start working on it after i finish translating.

ballet academy au | blackinnon edition

sirius thought if he got away from any trouble inducing situations like, say, a party on the rooftop of the academy, then he couldn’t get in trouble, much less get suspended for it.

except he realized too late that he was the only kid on the academy that had a copy of the master key that gave access to the rooftop and, unfortunately, someone had stole it from his locker. he checked.

that was what he was doing when he caught sight of marlene dancing on her own late on a friday night.

he had been dancing long enough with her for him to realize there was more to her talent than just very calibrated movements and long beautiful lines.

there was some kind of pent-up emotion running wild somewhere under the fiber of her muscles. it was only watching from afar that he managed to put a finger on it.

and when she had dance adding a pirouette just as he had told her, he saw it coming to life in front of him.

that thing beneath her skin.

—that was a good suggestion, ever thought about teaching?

he thought he was alone, but when he lifted his head, caradoc was looking at him.

—i barely make it as student as it is.

—not for lack of talent.

it was the closest thing to a compliment he ever heard from the man.

—you should be careful though, sort out your feelings.

sirius was not quite sure what caradoc meant, was he merely talking dancing?

—sort out my feelings mister i-don’t-care-what-either-of-you-do? perhaps you should sort out yours, maybe take this to dinner? see where it might take us?

he could’ve swear he almost saw caradoc smile, faintly.

—just be careful, black.

confusion didn’t sit right with sirius, so when caradoc left him, he did the only thing that could help: he danced alone in the studio on a friday night.

read previous episodes here.