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padfootastic · 1 year

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but also “would you like to go on a date?” “i could do a date.” for prongsfoot?? That'd be so cute?

hello!! thank you for this <33 it was really very fun. hope you like it!

“James, that’s the fifth time you’ve sighed like your lover is off at war and you’re worried about his well-being.”

James stares. “Remus, what the fuck is wrong with you?”

“He finished another one of his bodice ripper novels this morning,” Peter offers casually and Remus just about buries his face in the mound of cushions placed invitingly on the couch he’s sitting on. It doesn’t matter that his reading habits aren’t exactly a secret; Peter has absolutely no business going around telling people that.

“That explains it.” James laughs which at least clears away some of the melancholy that’d settled on his face in the last hour. Remus isn’t gonna let it go just like that, though.

“Enough about what I like doing in my personal free time,” he says pointedly, “Don’t think you can get away with changing the subject so easily, Potter.”

James makes a face, lips twisting petulantly and nose scrunching. “It’s nothing, Moony, come on.”

“Oh, so Sirius chatting up Gideon has nothing to do with it?” Peter adds slyly, eyes still fixed on his Transfiguration homework.

“Pete, if you don’t shut it, I’m going to spell your stuffed bear to attack you in your sleep,” James warns making Peter yelp in horror.

Remus cuts over Peter’s ‘don’t you dare touch Beaumont’ with his own casual addition. “I heard he was going to ask Gid out to Hogsmeade.”

James immediately forgets about taunting Wormtail, which was at least half of Remus’ goal, turning to look back at the pair in question with an affronted scowl. “Hogsmeade? You mean—like a date?” He whispers the word ‘date’ like it’s a curse word.

Peter tries to stifle his laughter but Remus, of course, has no such compunctions and immediately bursts out in laughter. That, apparently, is too much for James who straightens up with a determined set of his brow.

“I’ll show him a date. Taking Gideon, of all people,” he mutters bitterly under his breath before standing up, straightening his jumper with a violent tug. “Don’t even know what he sees in him.”

“Surely you’re not going to ask your best mate out on a date, James?” Remus’ laughter dies down as he stares at his friend in shock. They were just joking around, James wouldn’t—

Oh, who is he kidding, James Potter definitely will.

And to prove his point, before Remus can even finish his sentence, James has made his way over to where Gideon was laughing at something Sirius is saying.

In front of his wide eyes, James wedges himself right in between them, a little too close to Sirius and leans in until there’s barely any space between them.

“Sirius,” he says.

“James,” is the unbothered reply as if they’re only having a pleasant chat and Sirius hasn’t just been very obviously interrupted.

“Would you like to go on a date? With me?” James runs a quick hand through his hair, sticking it up and flattening it back down. It’s one of his most common giveaways.

(“No way that’s gonna work,” Remus whispers, eyes going even wider at the thought that it can be that easy.

“You’re severely overestimating Sirius’ ability to say no to James,” Peter counters, voice pitched equally low as their eyes stay riveted to the scene in front of them. Gideon is almost entirely out of the picture now, as often happens to people when James and Sirius get together.

Sure enough—)

“I could do a date.” Sirius’ smile is slow, wicked, full of promise. Even Remus feels his stomach clench a little at the sight so it’s no wonder that James’ answering one is as blinding as the sun.

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waltzedintherain · 2 years

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“The laughter had not quite died from his face, but his eyes widened in shock.”

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danaewrites · 8 months

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you with the dark curls (you with the watercolor eyes)

part i: and while you were asleep, i was surely awake

james potter x reader // read it on AO3

word count: 2.8k

summary: “Falling in love with your best friend was never a good idea, but you’d managed to do the idiot thing anyway, carrying a torch for a boy who would never look past Lily’s emerald eyes to see the watercolor ones that had always been by his side.”

tags: best friends to lovers, angst with a happy ending, based on the song "dear arkansas daughter" by lady lamb, fem!reader

author's notes: hii y'all, sorry for not posting in a year :P my only excuse is that i didn't feel like taking the energy to actually write out my story ideas. also perfectionism. anyway i somehow wrote this in two hours while procrastinating my college app essays and have plans to make this a multi-chapter fic despite intending to write an angsty oneshot request for a completely different fandom (i see you, beloved anons, and i raise you this completely unrelated fic <3)… the brain of a writer works in mysterious ways.

read it all here: part i, part ii, part iii (coming soon!)

You were in love with James Potter.

It was a fact of life, just like how the sky was blue, or that his favorite dessert was treacle tart, or that you were the only person he’d ever let see him cry besides his mother. You’d loved him from the moment you met him on the train to Hogwarts as a shy, anxious muggleborn unsure of the new world of magic and prejudice you’d been thrown into without so much as a warning. He hadn’t cared at all about your blood status- didn’t even think to ask about it. He had launched himself into your compartment and began talking at you a mile a minute, beaming with every tooth showing once he found out you were hoping to get into Gryffindor, his hazel eyes alight with the joy of making a new friend. And friends indeed you had become; you were proud to remember that you’d known him before Sirius or Remus or Peter did, though it took only an instant after the Sorting for him to become best mates with the rest of them, too.

You and James were inseparable from that moment on, giggling at Professor Binns’ failure to notice Sirius’ antics in the back of class and reassuring each other when home seemed too far away for comfort. He stole sweets from the Slytherin table for you at meals, and you covered for him when the teachers almost caught him pranking Snape– after all, who would believe that sweet, innocent Y/n would ever be involved in such shenanigans? The soft-spoken demeanor and love of everything pastel you’d thought would eventually oust you from the close-knit Gryffindor boys’ group proved to be quite the useful asset when affirming their ‘innocence’.

Not that they only wanted you around because you were helpful, of course. You had quite the talent for exaggerating stories until even Sirius fell off his seat laughing in disbelief, and your creative mind made for some glorious pranks and entertaining mistakes. Peter would blush for an hour straight if anyone mentioned The Great Plum Pudding Incident of Christmas 1974, all thanks to your clever meddling. And Remus– well, he was eternally grateful for your mother-henning during the worst of his moon cycles. You’d been the first to figure out his “furry little problem”, and upon learning that enjoying chocolate was his favorite method of escapism, showed up every month without fail with an armful of Honeydukes sweets. The little ways in which you loved each Marauder meant the world to them. They would do anything to protect you and make sure you were okay, James most of all. You often teased James that he was more bodyguard than friend, with his deep glares at too-forward Hufflepuff boys masking the big softie you knew he was underneath. You remembered fondly the summer days he spent chasing you around your house, scaring your mother half to death with his colander-and-pot ‘armor’ as he declared that as a chivalrous knight, he was meant to save Princess Y/n from the terrible Acromantula King. Privately, you thought James had a few too many Arthurian legends for bedtime stories as a child, but what could you do?

Even now, as sixth years, the bond between you and James never changed, your love for him ever-growing. Your heart melted every time you glanced over your shoulder in the hallway, only to find him chatting softly with a sniffling first-year and guiding them to Professor Sprout’s office for a hot cuppa and a biscuit. You cheered at his Quidditch victories and were euphorically lifted up onto his broad shoulders afterward, whooping as he galavanted through the common room in celebration. You were there when he needed a shoulder to cry on when his grandfather died, softly stroking his hair as he fell asleep in your lap with tear tracks still running down his face. And he adored you in return– braiding your hair while you worked on Herbology essays, racing you on his beloved broom when you stayed with him during the summer, distracting you from your rants about Slughorn’s unfair grading with a trip to the kitchens and a blissfully soft blanket.

James was your lifeline and you his– and nothing in the world could change that.

Except, perhaps, one tiny little complication. A complication with vibrant red hair, sparkling green eyes, and a natural affinity for Potions. A complication that had sparked your jealousy since the first time you noticed James glancing dreamily at Lily Evans in second year Transfiguration, jealousy that had only gotten worse with his grand declarations of love every week. He’d begun to announce his affection for the muggleborn to anyone who would listen in third year, and it didn’t stop there. No, when James Potter loved someone, he loved hard, and that meant that you had to watch as beautiful bouquets appeared on Lily’s nightstand nightly while the rest of the girls in your dorm whispered and swooned. You were a wallflower when he sighed about how lovely her skin was and how bloody talented she was at everything she did during one of your late-night chats in the common room, curling in on yourself with every word he spoke. When he asked her to Hogsmeade the first time (and the second, and the third, and the fiftieth), you observed as she rolled her eyes and shoved past him, despite the small smile on her face.

It wasn’t that Lily wasn’t smart or pretty or talented– far from it. She deserved every good Potions grade she got, and even the pureblood Slytherins begrudgingly noted how she was the darling of Hogwarts society. But you thought that the way she treated your best friend, refusing his advances quite harshly but sending him flirtatious glances and making a show of wearing his flowers in her hair, was rather unkind and misleading. She had James wrapped around her little finger and didn’t seem to want to let go of his attention anytime soon, despite Snape’s protests about how much time he was spending with her. You disliked Severus, but didn’t think he deserved Lily’s bad treatment either. Sometimes you’d see him staring at James and Lily deep in conversation, and shoot him a glance of communal disappointment– before realizing who you were sharing the moment with and resuming an expression of disgust, at least.

At first, you ignored your growing angst about his new obsession, chalking it up to sleep deprivation, stress over your upcoming exams, and even your monthly. But when you started to run out of excuses for the despair slowly overtaking your heart and flashes of his dark curls began to appear in your sweetest dreams, you were forced to admit that your feelings for James ran much deeper than a platonic friendship. From the way he spun you around in the snow to the way he snorted at Remus’ awful puns, you were head-over-heels smitten with your best friend.

The way he’d filled out since the end of fourth year hadn’t escaped your notice, either; you were pretty sure that his pecs should be considered a traffic hazard, with the way you’d fallen flat on your face after seeing him shirtless after a match. He’d rushed over to clean up every one of your injuries, of course, with a touch so gentle it released a whole menagerie of butterflies in your stomach. You’d barely managed to mumble a coherent thank-you before sprinting to take a very cold shower and scream into your pillow with embarrassment. How on earth did Lily Evans even think around him?!

Alas, you’d read your fair share of romance novels, and you knew how this story would end. Falling in love with your best friend was never a good idea, but you’d managed to do the idiot thing anyway, carrying a torch for a boy who would never look past Lily’s emerald eyes to see the watercolor ones that had always been by his side.

That was the state Sirius found you in, broody and lost in thought in a quiet corner of the library. He grinned rakishly, planting a well-polished boot on a nearby chair and leaning over to tap your forehead. “Lots going on in there today, huh?”

You snapped out of your daze and smiled sheepishly up at him. “Sorry, Siri, didn’t mean to ignore you. Just, er, thinking about my Potions essay, do you know how many uses there are for mandelwort? Quite fascinating plants, hones–”

Sirius winced and slid back far across the table. “Oh, no, you are not discussing horrid Potions work with me today when there are so many other wonderful topics.” He gestured to a table of swooning fifth-years gazing dreamily at his backside. “For example, those lovely ladies,” he crooned, sending an exaggerated wink towards them and smirking when they sighed.

You wrinkled your nose and scoffed. “Oh, please, as if I haven’t heard enough about your conquests already. I’m already scarred for life from your stories about that Belgium Veela, let alone the muggle sailor you nearly broke the Statute of Secrecy for.”

He waved a hand, dismissing your allegations of the mental injury caused by his excruciating attention to sordid detail when slightly tipsy in the common room. You made a mental note to charm his shampoo to turn his hair bright lavender for the next week for that little snub. Although, being Sirius, he’d probably just use it as an excuse to sway the rest of the Hogwarts population into going to Hogsmeade with him. “Ah, but darling Y/n, that’s what I’m here for!” He furrowed his brow and stroked his chin in mock consideration. “However, I can’t seem to recall a time when you–” here he poked you in the cheek for emphasis– “confessed to a little tete-a-tete in the hallway. Ever. Which means we have a problem,” he grinned.

You felt rather like prey being hunted for sport. “That would be because I’m not interested in anyone, you dolt!” Crossing your arms, you turned your face back towards your homework. Maybe if you denied romantic interest for long enough, Sirius would leave you alone and go flounce off to flirt with the noisy table of fourth years. “Anyway, I heard Marlene’s been circling Dorcas like a lovesick pigeon lately, so perhaps you should be putting your matchmaking efforts to her benefit instead.”

Sirius rolled his eyes. “C’mon doll, I know you weren’t actually thinking about Potions when I arrived. Who’s the lead actor in those fantasies, mm?” He snatched up your favorite pink gel pen, twirling around his fingers as he looked at you expectantly.

Drat. He wouldn’t be so easily distracted with the latest gossip. You opened your mouth to protest yet again when you caught a flash of red over Sirius’ artfully tousled locks. You watched as James strode up to the alcove where Lily and her friends were studying, transfigured a sheet of parchment into a butterfly clip and held it out to her with a grin. Her laughter pealed out through the library as she let him lean over her shoulder to place it in her hair. He seemed oblivious to the titters of the girls around him while he gazed at Lily adoringly. You felt your heart clench as you recognized the expression on his face; you’d seen it on your own in the mirror after spending time with James, after all. And it seemed like maybe Lily was finally starting to be swayed into accepting his starry-eyed proposals, if the pretty blush on her cheeks was anything to go by.

Sirius tracked your despairing gaze to the couple and immediately paled in realization. “Oh, shit.”

Shit, indeed. Your face turned bright red as you scrambled to pack your bag and leave the area as fast as you possibly could, not sure how you could face Sirius knowing your deepest secret now. The boy had no self-control, fueling the Hogwarts gossip mill with the wild stories he overheard, and he had even less discretion when confessing things to his friends around the common room fire. It’s no wonder he wound up in Gryffindor, you thought miserably. There’s no way he’d be able to keep a secret like the rest of the Slytherins, and definitely not from James. It would only be a matter of time before he let it slip about your feelings to the rest of the Marauders, and— well, you’d just have to face losing your best friend for good once he heard.

Sirius broke your train of thought by wrapping his hands around yours, looking up at you with concern. “Hey, doll, wait— I didn’t know—“

You sniffed and wiped the tears threatening to fall from your eyes away fiercely. “That’s exactly it, Sirius, you didn’t know because you won’t be able to keep it from James.”

He looked guiltily down at the table. “I’m sorry. I’ve been a bit of a git with keeping things private lately, yeah?”

You nodded, covering your face with your hands. Sirius reached out, placing them back down on the table, and softly said, “Listen, I shouldn’t have pried so hard. You don’t have to tell me anything if you don’t want to.” He broke off, pausing to scramble for a handkerchief from his bag to wipe off your rapidly disintegrating mascara. “And I promise not to breathe a word of this to James,” he finished.

You looked up at him, startled. “Are you serious?” At his answering grin, you groaned. “Don’t answer that. But really, are you sure that you’ll be able to resist telling him everything?” You fiddled with the now-soiled handkerchief and whispered, “You two are so close, I don’t want to drive you apart. If James thought you were hiding something important from him, it would destroy him,” you sniffed.

He frowned. “Doll, you know you’re just as important as James is to me, right?” At your answering slump, his jaw clenched and he continued on with more intensity. “You’re like my sister, Y/n, there’s nothing you could do to make me care for you less. Especially not asking for your privacy. Clearly, I haven’t been treating you as well as you deserve if you doubt that.”

He walked around and took a seat in the armchair next to you, pulling you in to lean on his shoulder. “And I can be discreet, you know. I might not show it often, but growing up in a family of the most intensely secretive purebloods ever to exist taught me a few things.” You glanced at him doubtfully, the tiny quirk of your mouth the only sign that you were joking. “Hey, I’m being serious!” He laughed, then quieted suddenly. “This thing with James— you really love him, don’t you?”

You gave him an exasperated look out of the corner of your eye. Sirius released a breath and gazed deeply into the space in front of him. “Hey, we’ll figure this out together, okay?” He poked you in the side. “If he’s too focused on the smell of Evans’ hair or whatever to see that he already has the perfect girl in front of him, he’s not as smart as you think he is.” You giggled slightly, his words warming you. Sirius smiled, happy to see you cheering up a bit.

“Why don’t we go raid the kitchens? The coolest person I know once told me that elf-crafted mint chocolate chip ice cream is the best way to heal a broken heart,” he teased. You groaned, remembering how you’d told him that as a last resort to get him to stop complaining about how he missed his sailor ex-boyfriend every time you two went to Hogsmeade. At least your random advice wound up benefiting you now, you thought as you collected the last of your stationery and exited the library.

Neither you nor Sirius saw how James watched you smile up at Sirius as you walked away, holding his arm and laughing loudly at something he muttered. Anna Dumotier, a Hufflepuff fifth-year and one of Lily’s friends, would remember later that night how he seemed to tune out Lily’s voice for a moment and stared at the doors to the library with a strange expression on his face. His brows were furrowed like he was trying to decipher the answer to an unfamiliar puzzle, his eyes widened with confusion and a glint of something she could only identify as jealousy before Lily brought him back to the conversation with a graceful flip of her hair. But no— she shook her head— that couldn’t be right. What could James possibly be jealous of when he finally had the girl of his dreams in his arms?

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propertyofrjl · 1 year

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I thought your Remus story was so cute and your writing is so good so I was hoping to request an image where the reader is either the twin of Sirius or James and there’s a very strict no dating siblings policy. Except, obviously, Remus doesn’t care and they secretly date anyways. And they’re like constantly sneaking around and trying to sneakily do stuff in the room with everyone else because they love the rush of possibly getting caught. Of course they do eventually get caught when everyone accidentally walk in on them in bed together. Either a smut or implied smut with some fluff please <3

Thank you Anon, that’s really sweet. I love this request so much omg, love a good brothers best friend trope I do.

Warnings: implied smut (post sex, hickeys) and some fluff

Remus Lupin x Potter!Reader

Don’t Freak Out

Rain was pounding on the window, grey clouds filled the sky with a gloomy yet comforting feeling and a harsh wind was blowing. While the world outside was chilled and bitter, you and Remus had found a way to keep warm in such treacherous weather.

You’d both decided to meet up for an afternoon rendezvous. Knowing James, your beloved twin, he would flip his lid if he found out one of his best friends was shagging his sister, but luckily he was somewhere on the quidditch pitch right about now, so the opportunity to have a little alone time was too good to pass.

A thin sheen of sweat coated your bodies, sheets tangled round your limbs as you rested your head against Remus’s chest, listening to the sound of his heartbeat return to a normal rate. You felt quite relaxed and very satisfied, the young werewolf knowing your body so well that he left you in a blissed out state of contentment every time. His large hands held you close to his, fingers slinking their way up to trace the purpling marks he’d left across your neck and chest, a proud smile on his face.

“Love seeing you like this, Bun.” You looked up at him with droopy eyelids, the corners of your mouth lifting ever so slightly.

“Like what?”

“All fucked out, covered in these-“ he tapped a particularly large hickey that rested at the nape of your neck. “Y’Look so pretty for me Darling.”

“Not too bad yourself Moony.” You tease, leaning up to press your lips to his. It was lazy, and sloppy, but it was perfect, the lovely cherry on top of your wonderful afternoon together. But it was all shattered by the sound of the door to Remus’s dorm opening, loud boisterous laughter ruining the mood.

It was like all the air in your lungs had vanished, panic setting in as you realised there was nowhere to hide. This was it, James was about to discover the truth, and there was nothing you could do.

“What the fuck is going on?!” James’s voice boomed, bouncing off the walls and making you cringe in annoyance.

“Shit.” You heard Remus mutter as he helped pull the sheets tighter around you in order to keep your naked body shielded from the others. Along with James stood Sirius and Peter, both looking just as shocked, although Sirius began to snicker not long after while Peter’s eyes remained as round as saucepans.

“James, don’t freak out, let’s just talk about this like adults, yeah?” You tried, hands a little shaky as you reached for your wand so you could summon your clothes that were scattered around the room, quite comically you thought as your underwear flew down from the ceiling lamp.

“Don’t freak out? DON’T FREAK OUT?! I’ve just walked in on my best friend defiling my sister and you’re telling me to not freak out!” Sirius’s laughter grew with James’s anger. Remus cast you a nervous look, reaching for your hand under the blankets as James continued to rant about the whole situation.

“Look Prongs this isn’t just sex, we actually love each other.” Remus reasoned, squeezing your hand from under the blanket to try get his point across even more. Your cheeks flushed and your smile was full of love, scooching closer to him and kissing his shoulder tenderly. James watched with disgust and fake gagged.

“This is vile.” You rolled your eyes.

“Don’t be such a baby James, you can be mad about this all you want but it’s not going to stop, so you can either be happy about it and supportive, or you can shut up.” James seemed to be contemplating his choices, before he let out a disgruntled huff.

“Fine, but if you hurt her Moony, so Merlin help you.” Remus chuckled as the three boys went to leave, turning to face you.

“I think that could have gone worse.” He smiled, leaning over and planting a sweet kiss to your cheek.

“Yeh, and now he knows we don’t have to sneak around as much.” You two sat in silence for a little while, realising the change that was about to occur in your relationship, not sure how happy you were about it. Part of the fun had been sneaking around, the risk of being caught, but maybe this change could be good, the next step. Casting you gaze at Remus who was already looking at you, you gave a genuine smile which he returned, leaning forward and this time kissing your forehead. The fluttery feeling in your stomach made you giggle, you were definitely ready for more of Remus.

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fuckmymunson · 2 years

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could you write an angst thing where reader finds out sirius only started dating her for a bet but she doesn’t take him back? like he admits to what happened and says he actually ended up falling for her but she decides to leave him anyways? idk it just pisses me off when the reader is so forgiving like i would never recover from that 💀

Liss is my Hufflepuff OC, lol. Hope you like it! Thanks for the ask♡.

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When you woke up that morning, you didn't have any plans to eavesdrop on your two best friends' conversation.

It just sort of happened.

The long, old and dusty tapestry covered your entire figure, from head to toe. A clammy hand was pressed against your mouth, as you listened to a conversation that was supposed to be private. The worn material was see-through enough to let you figure out who was who, and if their voices weren't enough, you recognized the yellow and red jumpers.

“Please tell me you are joking, Lilly. Please.”

“Liss, you can’t say a thing, less to y/n.”

Your stomach twisted in anxiety; They were hiding something, a secret.

“Lilly,” Liss spoke again, she was mad, you could always figure it out by how her accent deepened. “This isn't fair.”

“I know it isn't.” Lilly agreed with her, mirroring the other girl's frustration. “I overheard it from a conversation between James and Sirius.”

Your stomach made another painful jolt at those words, your boyfriend, Sirius, was hiding something, and not only your two best friends know, James, Lilly’s boyfriend, knew too. The loud click of the clock hung up on the stone wall was all you could hear for a few minutes, minutes that felt like hours.

“I'm going to tell her,” Liss said, scoffing loudly. “This farce needs to stop.”

“Hey!” Lilly grabbed her hand before the Hufflepuff girl could walk away. “Believe me, there’s nothing more I want than to tell her what's going on.”

“And then?!”

“It's not our responsibility, Liss.”

“But as her best friends—”

“Liss! Sirius is the one who needs to be sincere about this!”

So he was hiding something. The nauseous feeling only gained weight inside your stomach, all the way to your chest. Your lungs struggled for air, the whole hallway felt suffocating, and you could taste the vomit in your mouth.

“He’s not going to! He’s going to keep lying to her! Because that's what he's been doing the past three months!” Liss practically shouted.

Three months, three months ago Sirius asked you on a date.

Three months ago he kissed you next to Blake Lake.

Three months ago he asked you to be his girlfriend.

“What do you want us to do then?” It was Lilly’s turn to shout, swinging her hands in the air.

“For Helga’s sake, for being Head Girl you are such an idiot! We have to tell her Sirius is only dating her over a stupid bet he had with the boys! I don't give a fuck if it’s not our responsibility! She’s our best friend!”

And with those three words, your whole world shattered, just like your heart.

Over a bet.

One of them stormed away, quickly followed by the other, but it didn't matter much, all you could think about was those three words.

Over a bet.

You released a breath you didn't know you were holding. The world felt distant as if someone used a spell to stop time, even the seconds felt slow; The tears were silent but the thoughts inside your head were messy and loud. The anxiety, the shock, the anger, the sadness, everything was mixed, combined into this big, green monster that threatened your satiny.

With shaky steps, you walked towards Gryffindor’s common room, knowing that's where your beloved boyfriend was going to be. And he was, leaning against the stairs as he talked with Remus.

“So I told Prongs— Oh hey, doll.” He smiled the second he looked at you, a smile that faded when he noticed your teary cheeks, your puffy eyes, and how you carried your broken heart in the palm of your hand. “What's wrong babe?”

He sounded worried, but you knew better. It was a lie, just like everything else had been, for the past three months.

Remus gasped in shock when your hand collided with Sirius's pale cheek. The whole world froze again, but this time the sadness and anxiety were far gone, there was only anger.

“What the fuck—” Sirius started, but you quickly stopped him, pushing him. You were never the one for violence, but this time it just felt right.

“What the fuck is wrong with you?” You asked through hiccups. “A bet? That's all I am?”

His grey eyes melted, you could read the guilt, but it was fake, it had to be, just like his love was, fake. Everything was fake. All the kisses, all the dates, all the late-night conversations, everything.

“I—” He said, stuttering, glancing up at you with his doe, breathtaking eyes. “I'm sorry.”

“I'm sorry.” He repeated, biting his lip.

“Over a bet.” You hissed, nostrils fluttering with rage. “And for what? To boost your pathetic ego? To prove you can pull every girl you want?”

“I didn't—” Sirius choked, with his own words, with his lies. “I tried to call down the bet, I promise.” He promised, just like he promised he loved you on your second date, holding your hand, stargazing. “I tried to when I realized I was falling in love with you.”

In love, those sweet words only fueled your anger.

Remus, who looked beyond embarrassed, stepped away, slowly, silently.

“And you.” Your attention was now on the tall boy, and he shrunk in his place. “You knew. You fucking knew!”

“I'm sorry,” Remus muttered, blushing, even the tip of his ears were crimson. “I tried to talk to them about how wrong it was—”

“Save it for later.” You snapped, flipping him off. “I wouldn't be surprised if you started dating Liss over a bet too.”

His honey eyes widened at your words. “N—no!” He replied, shaking his head. “I promise!”

“Sweetheart, please,” Sirius spoke again, diverting your attention from Remus who used it as an opportunity to run away from the catastrophe.

“Don't call me that!” The tears made their way again down your cheeks. “Don't ever speak to me again.”

“y/n, please.” Sirius pleaded, standing up. “I love you, I do. I know it was wrong, I know it shouldn't have done that.” He continued, word after word, he rambled, about how much he loved you, about how hard he fell for you, about how special you were.

“I love you.”

He was crying. The tears were like shiny diamonds, staining the marble stairs.

“I love you.” He whispered again, as the remorse and shame coated him.

Sirius shouted your name, as you walked away, away from him, from his love, from his lies. Back facing the man who fooled you. You heard his pleas, his promises, but those were lies too.

Your first relationship was over, dramatically, it even felt like a novel. That night, you laid in bed, safely wrapped under your duvet, crying your heart out, over a bet, over what could've been.

#Anya is writing! ᜊ( ᜊ ´ ˘) ੭ #Anya dreams of Sirius!(〃＾▽＾〃)#Anya’s love letters! ۪ 💌 ۫#sirius black #sirius black angst #sirius black x reader #sirius black x reader angst #sirius black fanfic #sirius black x you #sirius black x y/n #sirius black imagine

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metalomagnetic · 2 months

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The rollercoaster of emotions when reading it runs in the blood is insane, I honestly eat up everything well written but this one is especially good like SHIT

Write all the bottom toms you want, the bitchier the comments are the bitchier bottom Tom gets, reading those comments made me mad for you, the entitlement is insane, let powerful men bottom 😭 break free of those stupid weird roles

It’s funny I love everyone no matter how much they frustrate me I need the emotions give me all the feelings

except for Orion (the groan that escapes me when his name is said DAMN JUST STAY DEAD)

James death from Sirius perspective always gets me but it was a doubled with Voldemort I couldn’t BREATHE

Anyway love love love all the rare ships you write about, is there a new ship you plan on writing about?

'Let powerful men bottom' should be written on T-shirts and mass produced 😂

Orion, my beloved! How can you hate him???( I know why, completely valid, but I love me some fucked up men haha) There's a paragraph with him next chapter, alive (sort of) for a few minutes, so you shall groan doubly! I do hope you'll forgive me.

I'm so happy you're enjoying my rare-pair fics! ❤️

Yes- I want to write Sirius/Harry, and/or Sirius/Draco at some point. Though real life is being a bitch to me at the moment, so we shall see. I also have an itch to write a Lucius/Astoria one shot, and a Lucius/Ginny one (mostly to annoy Molly and Arthur).

Hope you're doing well!

#bottom Tom #it runs in the blood

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cressthebest · 2 months

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Art Heist, Baby! thoughts pt.3

chapter 7:

1. remus smothering toast in like six different toppings 😌. i smell an atyd reference here (second one. first was when remus mentioned a “grant” looking after the coffee shop for him.)

2. there’s no way in gods green earth that ahb james doesn’t have a praise kink.

3. REMUS DONT FUCK THIS DATE UP (and don’t say motorbike) (but it’s okay cause sirius finds you hot anyways)

4. i’m literally SCREAMING. REMUS PLEASE ask sirius’ last name. make the connection, for the love of god. this is making me so anxious for them.

5. JAMES CONFESSING THAT HE WANTED TO KISS REG AT THE MUSEUM. they’re so in love your honor.

6. and then he goes back upstairs to the party. 😑 both of them are so gone on each other tho.

chapter 8:

1. sirius is a pathetic, pathetic man. he already thinks remus is the one and wants to move in with him. i pray, that just this once, the universe will be kind to them.

2. THE REGULUS AND SIRIUS CONFRONTATION 😳😳

the degas was sirius’ favorite which is why regulus stole it 😭😭😭

walburga and orion are dead. thank fucking god.

regulus left sirius to die that night oh my god. they were both children, but yeah, i’d hold a bit of a grudge too, holy shit.

i wish sirius joined regulus. i’m hoping and praying that he will. please please please be a criminal with him. don’t make wolfstar suffer. reunite with your brother. make james and sirius besties again. please please please.

chapter 9:

1. dorcas my beloved

2. dorlene’s on the record/off the record feelings are just AHHHHH

3. REGULUS CRYING IN THE OVERFLOWING BATHTUB OVER THE DEGAS HE WANTED GO GIBE TO SIRIUS. please end this heartbreak, i beg of you. sirius, please go back to a life of crime.

4. regulus saying that james and sirius would get along really well. PLEASE YOUR HONOR, THEY WERE BEST FREINDS AND BROTHERS IN ANOTHER LIFETIME. REUNITE SIRIUS AND JAMES.

5. REGULUS FLINGS HIMSELF INTO JAMES’ ARM FOR A HUG!

#jegulus #marauders #james potter #mwpp #mwpp era #regulus black #art heist baby #dorcas meadowes #remus lupin #remus x sirius #sirius black #noble house of black #wolfstar #atyd #cress' ahb reviews #fanfic #ao3

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lionmythflower · 1 month

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Peter pettigrew hcs

he's trans :)

genderqueer and doesn't care what pronouns ppl use for him but he prefers he/they

He's a pudgey little thing but he's fine with it

He's a PROUD 2 inches taller than Sirius lol

asexual (him and evan bond over this)

He brings the best snacks on road trips

Will forget everything but the smallest of details

Like oh he can't really remember ur name but he does know that you played soccer for 2 years when you were in primary school

Hates the snow. Absolutely despises it (same)

Would have loved Lord of the rings

autistic but like the type that like when he tells ppl they're like "rlly? You don't seem autistic."

Hates running with a burning passion

had an eating disorder at some point but he got help for it

Still wears makeup and stuff even though he's trans bc fuck gender roles :)

He's first friends were James and Marlene (I heard someone say barty as well and I love that)

Hates the nickname wormy but is fine with wormtail

Constantly has seasonal allergies

Panic attacks

Yk the one person in troto that plays Peter? Ya that is hands down the best face claim/fan cast

Knows how to crochet

I feel like music would help calm him down

Like during panic attacks or stuff like that

Has hair that's like down to his shoulders but layers

100% had a crush on james when they were kids

Peter,evan, and barty are all besties

PANDORA AND PETER GOSSIP TOGETHER

Peter is the only one that all the girls get along with lmao

So Peter is invited to every girls night bc they love him

He clenches and unclenches his fists when he's angry (HELP THAT ONE MEME PLS)

He knows EVERYTHING. and I mean EVERYTHING. who's dating who, who has a crush on who, who doesn't like who, who pretends not to like who. He knows it all

So does pandora and sometimes lily and they all gossip

Peter, Evan and lily are js a group of trans asexuals. No I will not explain

(I lied, I will explain a bit) "My ribs are bruised again" "same" "lol can't relate" "fuck you Evans" "ilyt rosier" (Peter, Evan, lily, Evan, lily)

Benji is his queer platonic partner :)

HE'S SO GOOD AT COOKING

LIKE EXTREMELY GOOD

Peter cooks for Remus when the full moon hits

And he cooks for james when he's feelings down

and he cooks for Sirius when he's having trouble in anyway w smth

Idc what u say all the marauders loved Peter and they were all equal

Peter would he such a gas lighter 😭😭

"Wdym? That's always been there. Your imagining things. "

Peter and reg are pretty good friends actually lol

"He was a death eater tho!!!" Ok and?

Peter would do that thing where if he's lying down and doing smth he'll always have one arm in the air. No one knows why he does this but their js used to it at this point

Anxiety is a bitch and Peter has it

Ppl thinks he's kinda slow sometimes but it's js cuz he needs to triple check everything and needs clear instructions bc he doesn't want to mess anything up

Would have so many pillows

He loves plants

And mushrooms

James, Marlene and him are all trans and they transitioned together

Painted nails>>>>>

He would have different themes for he's nails each time he painted them

The moon phases for Remus, Suns for james, constellations for Sirius and regulus, stars for Marlene, flowers for lily, and hearts for Mary (her name means beloved), roses for evan, snakes for barty, jewels for Dorcas, Ravens for Benji, and crystals n spirals for pandora

He also paints Evan's nails

He's always tapping little patterns on everything and sometimes he's friends will notice and try to tap the same pattern (it normally takes them a while to figure it out)

Fidgets a lot

Everyone thinks that Peter and Sirius are not as good as friends are they are w the rest of the marauders but in reality, Sirius and Peter will js playfully insult each other (nothing that will actually hurt but there are a lot of death threats<3) and laugh abt it later

"Oi, Pete, you look a lot like a rat!" "I will tear you limb from limb siri" "the feeling is mutual"

He would also love vines as a type of room decor

Okie that's all who should I do next??? Pandora or lily?? Or sm1 else???

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jmagnabo92 · 3 months

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“How Bad was Snape Really?

Is Snape hated more because he was awful or because he was awful to characters we love? Snape is judged as irredeemable by a lot of the fan base for the way he treated children, which is fair, however the same fan base loves it when characters they dislike have awful things done to them. Hagrid giving Dudley a pigs tail is brushed aside. Crouch Jr turning Malfoy into a ferret is seen as hilarious and I haven't come across too many people who felt that was a suspect thing for Moody to do. The twins enlarging Dudleys tongue doesn't cast any doubts on their character. If Snape had threatened to poison Dracos pet instead, or made mean comments about Pansy rather than Hermione would he receive as much hate?”

There are also comments about James hexing anyone he sees, and he and Sirius being worse when they’re defending Snape.

I know you’re getting a lot of these, sorry if you don’t like it, but it’s interesting to hear your thoughts about these things (I didn’t send the other ones)

I love it! I'm not used to getting asks, so keep sending them :)

How bad was Snape really? - Absolutely Terrible.

The assumptions that I dislike Snape purely because of his actions toward Harry and Sirius (my beloved characters) rings entirely false when I list out the things he's done:

Supported a hate group and was a bigot.

He was a terrible friend to Lily.

He abused students under his care (not just Harry).

He probably turned off a lot of people from Potions - like a whole decade of students - which impacted Aurors and Healers and such.

He was a loyal DE until ONE PARTICULAR PERSON was in danger

and he would've continued if that hadn't happened.

I am sure there are better lists but at this point, I can't think of them. (too tired I guess).

As for the others:

I criticize Hagrid, the twins and other characters - including James, Harry and Sirius - when they do something wrong. Including the things mentioned.

While I don't hate them for the few terrible things they've done - it isn't a double standard because they do nothing on the scale of what Snape does.

Snape is terrible. He abuses children. He abuses his power. He doesn't care about anyone else. He just does what he does out of guilt for Lily - not because it's the right thing to do.

Jr I don't care about enough. I certainly didn't find it okay.

Anyway. It's not a double standard. Snape sucks.

Thanks for the ask :)

#anti snape #anti Severus snape

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sitp-recs · 1 year

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*posting this way too early to make sure she'll will get to see it today hihi*

Happy happy birthday @shiftylinguini! I wanted to do a little something to celebrate one of the coolest, most talented HP authors out there. Sami is literally the coolest. Anyone who knows me at this point has realized that horny smut and clever humor are the way to conquer my heart. And Sam delivers both - and also plots! Character development! Drama and romance! - masterfully. Fuck buddies, Auror partners, A/B/O, established relationship, triads, age gap (my beloved!), you name it. She’s written it all, with impeccable dialogue and UST.

Sami, I’ve been following your works for quite a few years now and they never fail to impress me with your unique and hilarious sense of humour, your charming and vibrant characters, the A+ banter and domesticity, the clever plots, the lush sexual tension, witty dialogue and above all, unfailing emotional resonance. You build charged yet playful atmospheres like no one else and I’m especially grateful for your iconic takes on creature fic and A/B/O, two tropes that never interested me much until I found Embers and became utterly obsessed with it.

Your fics have shaped my Drarry experience and appreciation for rare pairs over the years and I'm sure I'm not alone; I don’t think you even realize the impact or how seminal your works were to some of us. You’re both a Drarry and rare pair champion, which is why I wanted to take some time and give your phenomenal catalogue a shoutout by highlighting my all-time favorites. I hope you have a lovely birthday knowing how appreciated you are by all of us! Sending lots of love and wishing you a fantastic year ahead, my friend 💙

Safe (M, 2k) - Harry/Sirius

He’s not James, Sirius tells himself as Harry gets into bed with him on a cold Monday night. He’s not James, but Sirius is not Padfoot anymore either.

Toeing the Line (E, 3k) - Drarry + Teddy

Draco wasn’t sure why watching his partner fuck Teddy until he screamed was somehow less morally iffy for Harry than just doing it himself, but Draco wasn’t about to judge. Not when he was balls deep, anyway. Read my rec here.

(Don’t) Behave (E, 3k) - Teddy/Charlie

Teddy is a bit of a mess, and Harry is at his wits’ end with his eighteen-year-old godson. Sending him to Charlie, thinking the older man could knock some sense into the kid, seemed like a great idea.

Sardines (E, 4k) - Scorbus + Jeddy

It’s bad enough his cock is hard from listening to the impromptu midnight pornography of his brother getting off; Albus is not going to add seeing it to the list of reasons why he lost his mind, and presumably his eyesight, on the eve of his grandmother's seventieth. Read my rec here.

A Noir Cliche (T, 4k) - Drarry

Draco is not a Healer. Harry doesn’t get hurt on purpose. They really have to stop meeting like this. Read my rec here.

Five Years (M, 4.7k) - Drarry

For Draco, December means finding somewhere he can lose himself in the thrum of a crowd and the throb of music ― and Potter. It always means Potter now, too. Read my rec here.

Float (E, 5k) - Drarry

After a night out, Harry wakes up feeling like he slept on concrete, like his body's made of sand, like he accidentally pissed on his housemate the night before. Because he did accidentally piss on his housemate the night before.

Splat (E, 5.8k) - Albus/James

Of all the things to happen to them, this is truly, truly the last thing James expected. Cw: incest, mild gore

Up The (E, 7.5k) - Drarry

“I feel I need to point out,” Draco kissed gently over Harry’s Adam’s apple, “that this is the most Gryffindor approach to conception that could possibly exist.” Or: Harry's had madder ideas.

forget what I need, give me what I want (and it should be fine) (E, 8k) - Draco/James

But even on those nights when the club is mad with punters and there are staff running ragged from one end to the other, Draco doesn’t need to be working behind the bar ― he just likes it.

Service Bell (E, 8k) - Drarry

Draco is: a werewolf, living in a cabin in the woods, minding his own business, and never going to buy plaid because he's not that much of a fucking cliche (yet). He's also counting down the days until he sees Harry again.

Teeter (E, 10k) - Drarry

Draco wants to come, Harry has other ideas, and they both might be doing this whole 'casually sleeping together' thing a bit wrong.

Hallo Spaceboy (T, 10k) - Jeddy

James’d had to give up on the eyeliner after that; he was grinning too hard, flushed and happy and basking in Teddy’s attention (fit blokes, we’re fit blokes, that’s us), and he couldn't bloody stop. Or: James kissed Teddy last night. This may or may not be the end of the world.

Team Players (E, 15k) - Jeddy + James/Oliver

Everyone has that one celebrity they’d move heaven and earth to get between their legs, and James Potter is no exception. He just never anticipated that number one on his Freebie List would end up in the same room as him, let alone would make the first move. Read my rec here.

Darling, Don’t Think Twice (E, 18k) - Harry/Teddy

Leaving the Aurors, and then England, after his divorce with Ginny was finalised was the best thing for Harry, and for Ginny, too ― but not for the godson who worshipped the ground he walked on. Now that he’s back, all Harry wants is to set up his own place, and to spend time with Teddy as he tries to fix their fractured relationship.

Celestial Bodies (E, 20k) - Drarry

“An astrological anomaly induced bond,” Harry repeats, deadpan, as the Head Healer of the Magical Malfunctions ward finishes announcing his prognosis. “Space magic,” says Draco, tapping long fingers irritably against the arm of his chair. “You’re saying we’ve been zapped by space magic.”

Two Weeks (E, 22k) - Drarry

If Harry had to guess which out of he or his Auror Partner, and tentative new friend, Draco Malfoy, would turn out to have Veela ancestry, his answer would be: neither, because that is ridiculous.

Midnight in the City of a Hundred Spires (E, 25k) - Drarry

Harry Potter is a missing person. Draco Malfoy is a vampire. They are the last two people one would expect to bump into each other in a Creature Bar in Prague, yet to Draco’s absolute shock that is definitely Harry fucking Potter sitting across from him.

Embers (E, 41k) - Drarry

Werewolf Alphas aren't meant to be alone, or to suppress their ruts indefinitely like Draco has been since he was bitten eight years ago. He needs company, companionship, to knot ― he needs an Omega Heat Companion. Read my rec here.

Heartlines (E, 72k) - Drarry

Harry never expected he’d end up chipping away at his virginity while wandless and bonded to Malfoy in Northern Europe. He never expected that would turn out to be the least surprising thing to happen while out on their training expedition in the middle of nowhere, either. Read my rec here.

#happy bday shifty!!! 🎉🎉#birthday reclist #Sitp essentials #drarry and rare pairs

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addisonstars · 4 months

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"you let the kids have what?"

written for day 21 of december for @wolfstarmicrofic with the prompt "eggnog" totaling 445 words

“No, because Harry's teacher wouldn’t let him bring his stuffed animal to his class.” He took a sip of his drink. “And I thought that that was the stupidest thing ever.” James rolled his eyes. “Stupid muggle rules.”

Sirius chimed in, “Well, were you ever allowed to bring your beloved stuffy-wuffy to Hogwarts?” James shook his head. “That’s what I thought.”

“But-” James protested.

Regulus held his hand out, setting down his own drink. “Let's not love.”

“Fine.”

‘Hey babe,” Remus enters the scene, with a look on his face. “I went to go check up on Ted and Harry, and it seems they’ve gotten into the eggnog.”

“So?” Sirius says, he didn't see too much of an issue with them drinking a bit, there wasn’t anything harmless in it. Oh shite, wait. “The eggnog? Didn't that have alcohol in it?”

Remus nods his head frantically. “Mhmm babe.”

Both James and Regulus whip their heads around to Remus. “You let the kids have alcohol?” Regulus insinuates.

“No, no, it was left out and they decided to drink it, it was not my fault. Nor theirs really, they’re kids, they're gonna be curious.” He shrugs. “It was only a bit anyway.”

“Only a bit.” Regulus huffs. James tries to keep from smiling, but he fails. “And why are you smiling Jamie? The kids had alcohol. Alcohol babe. It’s illegal to drink under the age of like 18 here?”

Sirius laughs before James can say anything. “Don’t act like you weren’t throwing them back in the slytherin dorms, Reg.”

Regulus rolls his eyes, but he can make no objection to that statement. “Well, I wasn't 6 years old!”

“I’m surprised they haven’t gotten into your liquor cabinet before love,” James says, “those fancy glass bottles would entice me for sure.”

Remus nods. “Well anyways, what do you want to do about the kids? I’m just gonna give Teddy some advil and lay him down for a nap, can I do the same for Harry too?”

Regulus stops and thinks about it for a second. “Sure, go ahead. Just make sure you give them the childrens stuff, not your weed or something by accident.”

Sirius and James both laugh, while Regulus smirks. Remus goes over to the medicine cabinet behind Siri, and before he leaves the room he whispers, “slip something in his drink would you? That stick needs to come out of his ass.”

“I heard that!” Regulus shouts.

“That was my intention,” Remus says as he bows and exits the room.

Sirius shakes his head and looks over at James. “I’ll never understand their friendship Prongs.”

“I don’t think it’s meant to be understood.” James laughs.

my grandparents eggnog had alcohol, thats where this one came from lol

-a.s

#remus lupin #sirius black #wolfstar #james potter #regulus black #jegulus #remus x sirius #sirius x remus #james x regulus #regulus x james #starchaser #sunseeker #wolfstar fic #wolfstar microfic #addisonstars mircofic tag #addisonstars wolfstar microfic tag:

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whinlatter · 1 year

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If you could save any of the characters in the hp books who died, who would you save and why?

Ah, this is such an interesting question!

Honestly, I think the most pointless death is Fred's, and if I could save him, I would. I could write essays on it, honestly. I think it's one of the cheapest emotional shots taken in the series.

Fred's death is kind of gratuitous. It's not well foregrounded, it's not a particularly good scene or a murder that's carried out by a character with any significance or symbolism (Rookwood? Really?) But neither is Fred's death used to be a particularly sophisticated comment on the randomness of death in war or make a broader point about the nature of the conflict at hand. It's as if the Weasley twins' position as a comedic device and a source of laughter throughout the series made them prime candidates for JKR to batter them, in order to hammer home an already hammered-home point that war is tragic and costly and terrible lol (like, already in the same book, George gets his ear blasted off! Why keep coming back for shots at the twins?)

You can almost imagine JKR going down the list of Weasleys like, ok, well Bill's already been mauled, killing Charlie wouldn't do enough damage because he's such a side character, Percy needs his redemption arc, killing Ron is a bridge too far and she's already had him poisoned, killing Ginny would be plot repetitive and would polish Harry off, she'd already decided to nearly kill then save Arthur, and Molly needs her boss bitch moment - oops sorry guess it's a twin that's getting it! Why not kill one and not the other for maximum devastation! It's not like JKR was even very attentive to the twins' emotional life or made any real effort to characterise the twins separately from one another, other than giving Fred more lines than George throughout the series. So for the reader, the death of one of the twins is this horrendous awful blow, but the reader also is left with no directed tools for how to think about his death or conceptualise what this character was for the series arc. Also to end a series knowing you just robbed this beloved family of a son and a brother - robbing George of his twin - and then make no attempt to think about the impact of that death on your characters, and write an epilogue that says all was well, is just extremely poor plot detonation, imo.

I say this also because I think there are deaths in the series that are awful and tragic, but which are still narratively and symbolically important, either as ways of propelling the plot forwards or offering a kind of narrative symbolism or arc that has some payoff for the reader. James and Lily have to die to set in motion this huge plot arc for the entire series. Cedric's death is a powerful watershed moment both for the reader - things are getting serious now - and for Harry. Sirius' death, while completing devastating, does at least make some sense to strip away from this central character an important protector as he steps towards a fate no-one can shield him from. Dumbledore's death was a masterstroke, and I actually (sorry) think Hedwig and Dobby's deaths make a ton of sense, as characters that represent innocence and the uncomplicated warm friendship of childhood friends (also I think Harry digging Dobby's grave is one of the most powerful images in the series). Even Remus and Tonks' deaths do something for the arc of the series, offering the symbolism of both another baby orphaned by war, and for Harry beginning the next chapter of his life as the godfather to that orphaned child (I'm typing that out very grudgingly because obviously those deaths are horrendous). But Fred, it's like, ok, well, the only possible point for this is to make sure you see it's a war and deaths will happen and to make sure the Weasleys are grieving for the rest of their lives. Great, cool, fine! But I think it's cheap storytelling. Anyway there's my piece!

#dumb death the dumbest death #kill characters by all means but kill them and have it mean something #you're writing fiction you're making choices to make points and tell stories that hopefully mean things #so make choices that make sense!#soapbox city this week from me i see #fred weasley #thanks anon!#ask #hp meta #meta

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jarty anon has returned :3

so. i was reading the most recent beautiful asks and thought... evan/barty tops and james potter bottom. (this is more on the waist beads scenario btw)

james has taken to wearing waist beads all. the. fucking. time. and it is driving barty insane, and evan is getting all of bartys complains about how "he's wearing waist beads, evs, what the fuck am i meant to do? just go on about my day without thinking about fucking him? his hips, oh my fuck, they could cut glass..." and evan is Sick Of His Shit (and horny), so he hears "hips" and "fuck" in the same sentence and grabs barty, yanking him down to eye level, and says "you need some help tiring him out?" (barty immediately sports a semi). they make it through the rest of the day (barely) and b pulls james aside after dinner, tells him to meet in his room at midnight.

james is horny as fuck. he's been sitting in his room for hours and it's just a stupid fucking comment from barty crouch junior but his head is running through all the possible scenarios and he still hasn't taken the waist beads off. at 11:59, barty knocks on his door and he scrambles to open it, and in come b and evan. james looks like a mess, cheeks flushed and hard and on the verge of whimpering from the wait. b asks "evans joining us. that cool?" and james is out of his mind and just nods, pupils dilating. evan walks forward, grabs the back of james' neck, and throws him onto the bed, and barty does that same rip-the-beads-off trick that had gotten this whole thing started, tying james' hands together with the string while evan removed his shirt. barty is taking off james' pants and harshly kissing the insides of his thighs and evan is just.. watching. waiting. james forgets about him, whining at barty to just move up a bit, boxers scratching terribly against his dick, and then evan moves in. he bites james' nipple, hard, and james arches clean off the bed, knocking barty aside. b holds his hips down and nips his thighs while evan meticulously goes after james' nipples, til they're red and sore and so, so pretty; ev undresses a bit, telling barty to open james up, so b starts eating him out and james just moans, loud and whorish. evan moves to suck bruises into james' chest, neck, and collarbones, making him sting all over before licking back across the marks, and all the while barty is devouring james like it's the last thing he'll ever eat. evan rolls off from where he's straddling james and puts on his strap, and james is salivating and begging evan or barty to fuck him, "please, please god just-- fuck-- ah," and then evan pushes just the tip in and james is gone, whimpering, pleading evan to push in further. barty whispers to him that he needs to learn patience (some other time i will in fact write edging), and then evan slams in and starts railing james, the bed slamming against the wall with every forceful thrust. james screams, and barty starts making out with him, teasing his cock ever so lightly and stopping when james begs for more. james can't touch himself because of the beads, which are now leaving indents in his wrists, and finally he comes untouched, evan pulling out and jerking off barty.

(after all that, they untie james, take a shower all together, and collapse in the bed. sirius finds them the next afternoon when he shows up at james' place, shrieks + whacks them with pillows, and lovingly calls james a whore. evan joins them some more in the future, because james came so hard he blacked out and needed to get more, and it could turn into evan/james/barty or could be platonic idk)

um anyways

it's significantly less kinky but i'm currently thinking up a knifeplay one for james and evan and a transmasc james thingy soooo

my beloved nonnie hello <3 first of all, good morning to me. this…today is going to be a good day. i just know it because what i’ve just read is actually brilliant. i am in awe with your brain. especially because bottom james <3 let james get fucked more please and thank you. and the barty/evan dynamic with james??? oh that’s exquisite. look, i just need more whining, whimpering, panting, sobbing, sloppy, ruined james. i need to see all his walls come down and be fucked until he can’t think straight. like yes i’m so glad it’s barty and evan fucking him senseless. i talk a lot about james’ oral fixation and his love for giving head, but my barty loves giving head just as much, so when barty is eating out james…….it’s like the perfect reward for james because he deserves to feel just as good as he makes other people feel. and evan leaving all the marks and bruises rahhhhh that set something off inside more, way more than i thought. like james has no idea what he’s done to deserve both of them touching him at the same time, but he is definitely not opposed, and evan is more than happy to help out, especially when he sees everything that barty has been going on and on about. i feel like there isn’t much more that i can add to this because, just know, it’s stunning. i adore it. i love your brain. you’re doing things for me. changing lives one day at a time. i just—i can’t get over the waist beads on james like that fucker knows exactly what he’s doing. because me too barty i wouldn’t be able to take it for a second. i’d be snapping and bitching to evan about every little thing about james. i’d be perpetually light headed. but i’m also screaming about sirius showing up the next day like “what the fuck” ahhhh that is so funny to me because he’s just like “james what are you doing???” but james is all sheepish about it, going red in the cheeks as all the memories from the night before come flooding back. more evan in the future? sign me up.

jarty anon, you are doing great things for this world and for me. your mind is a beautiful place. i feel honored to get to see a sliver of your thoughts. have the most gorgeous day ever mwah mwah mwah! <3

#han’s asks #jarty anon #james potter #barty crouch jr #evan rosier

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seriouslysam8 · 14 days

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What was the weirdest interpretation someone had about a chapter in your fics?

Last night when I read this ask, I was going to say that I didn’t really have any except for people who skim-read my stories and just not understand what I actually wrote. It’s very obvious when I get a review of a skim-reader. I just had one who told me I didn’t understand how the Fidelius Charm actually works and I was so confused why they would say that. Obviously, they skim read most of the story up until the attack on Grimmauld Place because the entire point was trying to break the Fidelius with brute force and failing.

But I woke up to two reviews both bashing Ginny after this last chapter. And I thought that was odd to call her a “bully” and a “bitch.” This puzzled me greatly. Ginny snaps at Marlene last chapter because she’s scared/upset and gets called out. But Sirius has been snapping at people all fucking story and nobody calls him out. Sirius is a beloved grumpy character (as he should be) but Ginny automatically gets labeled a bitch on the rare occasion she flips out. Let’s face it, she hasn’t snapped at people nearly as much as Sirius has.

In the same way people called out Dora last chapter in a surprising way and not Sirius who (again) snapped at her. I write Dora as a very sunshiney happy person. I wrote her in that moment as her trying to lighten the mood, to make Sirius laugh or to bitch about Order members (because let’s face it, Sirius enjoys a good bitching session). Her attempts to lighten the mood failed because Sirius isn’t easily distracted when he’s upset.

But, anyway, the way people hate the female characters but love similar male characters just make me sad. It was the same thing In Legerdemain where Lily was hated by loads of people yet Teddy and James had very similar personalities to her and they were loved.

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kittyblackout · 1 year

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Ok some rosekiller fic recs here we go!!

Up first, a personel favorite of mine:

A star for a summers day.

Barty is in love with Evan, and he doesn't know what to do about it.

Regulus is in love with James, and he doesn't know what to do about it.

Luckily for both of them, Barty has a foolproof plan (or maybe not so full proof after all, but you can't blame a guy for trying)

It's a roskiller, jegulus endgame but has some bartylus and jevan fakedate, remus is just so done with their shit, wolfstar too. I loved it. More than I can describe. I actually made an apreciation post for this fic, it has a longer more indepth view on it :)

It's a completed fic with 25 chapters, and it's 142,778 words.

Up next we have:

A serpent and his rose.

A Non-canon compliant, Barty POV, Rosekiller fic, that starts off with a fun Darkstar (Bartylus) FWB relationship and shows a glimpse into the life of the Slytherin skittles in their final two Hogwarts years. Lots of love drama, lots of fluff, some pain. Rosekiller and Jegulus endgame.

I absolutely love this fic it's so lovely, it shows Barty and Reg's friendship(how i personally view it) so well and the characterization is great! Shout out to nonbianary pandora, James being such a sweetheart and dorlene my beloveds<3

It's incomplete, currently has 33,841 words and 8/? Chapters.

Next up we have:

Annoying.

barty accidentally texts the wrong number. evan just happens to be the victim.

As you have probably guessed from the description, it's a rosekiller text fic in wich Barty texts the wrong number wich just so happens to be our poor, darling Evan.

I love this fic with my whole being, it's the most amazing thing, its so easy to read, wich I find in the case of most text fics, they are quite hard to read. The charachter development in this fic is amazing, chapters are short enough, the plot is well developed in my opinion, and all of our favorite charachters are here, and in this fic, shoutout to xeno for being so hilarius and just keeping things real, we love xeno from annoying in this house, and to pandora my darling beloved she rrally just keeps her boys in line<3

45891 words and 15/? Chapters.

Now we will see:

Friendly acquaintances.

James had agreed to get along with Crouch and Rosier but it was fucking difficult when they made it so difficult to put up with them. OR Barty and Evan think they’re hilarious, James, Regulus, Remus and Peter are fed up and Sirius can’t mind their own business.

This fic and the other chapters in the univers its set are absolutely lovely, sweet jegulus and rosekiller, what more could you want. I think k the description says it all, but it's a lovely nice read.

1995 words, 1/1 chapters.

Tge other chapters are accessible through tge link here. ->

Another one I love:

Tender curiosities, baby!

A glimpse into the exploits of Evan Rosier and Barty Crouch Jr. as they go through this thing called life (with all it's ups and downs), together. An extension of the Art Heist, Baby! universe.

As the description says, it's the art heist baby roskiller chapters, telling us what they got up to before, during and after tge heist we all know and have a love hate relationship with :,) anway there is a chance that most of you have already read this but u said I'd put it in anyway because, why not? <3

41021 words and 4/6 chapters

And last, but certainly not least:

Teeth.

In which Regulus and Sirius Black take a trip to visit their parents’ new investment: Jurassic World. It’s supposed to be a weekend of business, pleasure, and research, but their vacation takes a deadly turn when the most viscous and intelligently engineered dinosaur on the island breaks out. Now, it's up to a raptor trainer, a scientist, a tour guide, and the pair of brothers to save themselves and the others from an all-out, prehistoric assault; along with the other sinister secrets the owner of the park is hiding.

Now. It's not all rosekiller, there is jegulus and wolfstar pov but Evan and barty have pov and are main important charachters and are in an established relationship. I am currently reading this and I'm enjoying ut immensely but that may be because I never grew out of my jurrasic Park "phase". Special shoutout to raptor trainer Remus, this role fits him so well it unreal, and badass pandora she deserves the world.

148,493 words and 15/? Chapters.

Anyway those are 5 of my favorite rosekiller fics, I really hope that it was helpful to anyone who needs fic recs. See you all soon<3 and if anyone has any that they would recomend for me to read if you could tell me that would be great! Tysm<3

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