#dating Harry Potter would include

[urwhorecrux]

✧˖°. 𝘥𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘥𝘳𝘢𝘤𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘧𝘰𝘺: 𝘮𝘰𝘰𝘥𝘣𝘰𝘢𝘳𝘥

— he’s not completely open about himself or affectionate but you can tell he’s holding back, but a few months after you prove you’re not going anywhere he’ll open up and trust you more.

— lots of random surprise hugs from behind where he just envelops you into his rich cologne scents.

— he loves seeing you at his games in his quidditch jersey, it gives him so much more confidence and makes him so happy.

— sometimes he’s a little distant when he’s jealous, but with you reassuring him he feels much better.

— he adores seeing you in his rings and when you play with them as he holds your hand.

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[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐧𝐠𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

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🌿ISFJ 🍁Gryffindor  📜Chaotic Good   🔮Leo Sun, Cancer Moon, Virgo Rising

SFW🌿

⭑ Neville might be a tad clueless at times, but he means well

⭑ He always boils the kettle so it’s on when you get home from work

⭑ Always a vase full of flowers and fridge full of groceries 

⭑ Your home is covered in plants; from the mundane basil plant, to a snapping flower that could take a finger off. 

⭑ You barely fight/argue. Because you both don’t like raised voices. So instead, you make sure to air your grievances healthily, rather than let them build up (like both of your guardians did).

⭑ When Neville was asked to be the Herbology Professor at Hogwarts, you were both overjoyed. 

⭑ It was a slightly difficult transition, but you settled in. 

⭑ Because you weren’t interested in teaching, you, also an old Hogwarts student, were asked to help in the hospital wing. 

⭑ Although she wouldn’t dare admit it, Madame Pomfrey was growing old. 

⭑ Neville and yourself moved into a room that you had never seen before. It was high in a tower, overlooking the grounds. Like some sort of apartment, or mini common room that led to a private chamber. 

⭑ It had enough room for all your plants, herbs, tinctures, and potions. A big four-poster bed sat in the middle of the bedroom, with an ensuite in the left-hand corner. 

⭑ It felt like a true home. Especially since it was at Hogwarts. 

⭑ Neville has a lot of sweaters and cardigans, which you often steal. 

⭑ Unfortunately, Trevor died a few years ago. So you scowered shops, markets and pet stores to find a toad. But because of the influx of students, most pets were gone. Except for a three-legged cat, who was missing an eye. No one seemed to want the sweet thing. 

⭑ So you surprised Neville with the old cat and he loved him.

⭑ Neville called him ‘Brixton,’ but the cat mainly goes by ‘Twinkle-toes’, ‘BeeBee’ and any variation of words that you feel at the moment. 

⭑ He curls around Neville’s legs and reaches up for a cuddle. (One time Brixton followed Neville to class and sat in on the lesson.) 

⭑ You both sit at the professor’s table in the Great Hall, but that’s mainly on special occasions or at the beginning and end of a school year

⭑ Normally there’s a mini-feast waiting for you in your chambers. 

⭑ When Neville is reading, you’ll walk up behind him and massage his shoulders 

⭑ Other times you’ll wrap your arms around him and pull him away 

⭑ He likes to hold you close; your body pressed to his chest. Heartbeats slowing as you fall asleep together 

⭑ There’s always a full, cold cup of tea on the kitchen bench because someone forgot about it

⭑ Neville smells like mint, lemongrass, and the smoke of a crackling fire. 

⭑ You live at Hogwarts when the school year ends, and help around the castle 

⭑ Neville always goes to the Quidditch matches, while you wait in the hospital dorm, fearing the worst. One time you had to treat a squashed nose and Neville nearly fainted. 

⭑ Neville can be very romantic, especially when the radio is on and you’re in the living room. He’ll pull you up for a dance 

⭑ You visit Harry, Ginny, Hermione, Ron, and Luna. Although they have busy lives, you’ve sworn to keep in contact 

⭑ Relationship Tropes: 

  ✧ Childhood Friends to Lovers

  ✧ Similar Personalities 

  ✧ You Confessed Your Love When Thinking He Was Unconscious 

NSFW🔞minors dni!

⭑ You would think that Neville is tender and sweet with you. But he ravishes you like it’s the last time he’ll ever touch you.

⭑ He’s passionate and endearing. Always keeping you on your toes.

⭑ Neville is dominant but not to the point where he calls you names. He prefers to physically feel in control. With his hand squeezing your neck while your tongues dance in each other’s mouths 

⭑ Neville likes when you call him sir, master, and professor. It feels so dirty, thinking about bending you over a desk and pulling up your skirt. 

⭑ He definitely has an enchanted picture of you naked, sucking on his cock

⭑ Neville loses himself when he’s thrusting inside of you. His face will press against yours as he pumps in and out, the movements setting you on fire in the best way

⭑ His favourite position varies - there isn’t just one. He likes to fuck you up against a wall, over a table, while he’s on top of you etc 

⭑ He becomes so gentle with you afterward. He whispers how well you did, how good you made him feel. 

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[cbncb0280]

Don't mark me wrong:~

This is ideally meant to be a realistic response. No kink or highly detailed shit is included.

Dating Tom Riddle (if he could love) would include:~

He would definitely want to keep you really protected and especially from any other guy.

This could lead to him being overprotective, overposessive and almost 24/7 in your company.

He would love reading books with you, especially the dark arts if you wanted to join him.

He'd deeply desire to rule the world with you.

He'd absolutely hate PDA and would unlikely show a lot of affection, but he'd still occasionally put his arm around you and might passionately kiss you in a lustful way.

Also, when you two make out, he'd absolutely love it and would give you all sorts of things. Imagine everything absolutely amazing he'd do with your perfectly shaped body just for him... >;-D

You may get frustrated by his protective side as you may need freedom from him.

Maybe he'll want you all to himself away from everyone else as you'd be his only and most precious connection he'd ever have forever.

As realistic as possible. Hope you enjoyed and I'll gladly tag you if you like. Feel free to send me requests to write up about Tom Riddle. >;-)

#Tom riddle #Tom riddle x reader #Dating tom riddle would include #Voldemort #Harry potter #Realistic relationship #No kink allowed

[5sospenguinqueen]

Pansy: Why would someone want to hurt Draco?

Y/N: Maybe he spoke to them.

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[whatstruthgottodowithit]

Dating Fred Weasley Would Include

You’d be best friends with the twins since day one. 

Wherever they were you were never far behind. 

And you would try and be a good influence but those boys were their own force of nature. 

You both realise that you like each other around Fourth year. 

But he never asks you out. 

Instead, one day when you’re studying he leans across and kisses you out of the blue. 

You’re flummoxed but he merely shrugs and flashes you a cheeky grin. 

Then it happens a few more times.

‘Fred…do you like me?’ ‘I’ve been snogging you for the past week I should bloody hope so.’ 

George is happy for the pair of you.

But he hates your PDA.

Fred’s happy to let the world know you’re together.

He carries your books to and from class, kisses you goodbye outside the classroom, and walks the halls with his arm around your shoulder. 

When it got too much George would insist you ‘bugger off and give him a chance at keeping his lunch down’.

So you’d spend a lot of your days finding secluded spots in the castle. 

Fred’s insatiable.

And his biggest turn-on is the idea that the pair of you might get caught.

Eventually you stop spending the night in your own dormitory. 

Sleeping next to him is soothing.

And if McGonagall knows she doesn't let slip. 

You’d try and get him to take school a little more seriously.

He’d shrug you off. 

Which would cause massive arguments. 

But eventually he would tell you about the pair of them wanting to open a joke shop. 

‘Why didn't you just tell me?’ ‘Because we didn’t think we could do it…not really.’ ‘You two can do anything. I know it.’ 

Since you’ve been friends from the start Molly knows you well but she acts like you’re a completely new woman and she’s desperate to impress. 

The twins mock her endlessly for it. 

But you tell them to pack it in sharpish. 

‘Never tell me off like that again.’ ‘Why?’ ‘Because Georgie dearest pointed out that you look exactly like my mother. And I don’t have the money for therapy.’

Even though they would drop out of school Fred would insist you stay put. 

If truth be told you’re a little lost without the pair of them around. 

You’d count down the days till any school holiday.

And there’d be letters written from both of you almost daily. 

They’re utterly sappy but neither of you care.

He even promises that when you graduate the pair of you can get married. 

Once you’re out of school he makes good on his promise and buys you a gorgeous ring. 

Your days would be spent helping with the order, running the shop and doing your own job. 

It’s exhausting but you love it. 

Until the night you lose Mad-Eye. 

Seeing George mangled like that was when it gets real for you. 

And you can’t stop seeing Fred’s face in place of his brother’s. 

You’d spend nights up worrying about the war. 

Fred was one to talk you down. To try and calm you.

George would talk it through with you which would help because at least he was feeling what you did.

Then the battle of Hogwarts would come.

You’d feel it mid-fighting. Something wrong. Something bad. 

And you wouldn’t have to see his body to know he was gone. 

You could tell by the crumpled form of Molly Weasley that your love was gone. 

That’s when your world would break apart.

The only reminder of your love is that ring on your left hand.

THIS IS PART OF MY CHRISTMAS CHALLENGE. I’LL BE POSTING AN IMAGINE EVERDAY FROM 1ST - 25TH DECEMBER. THIS AND ALL IMAGINES WILL BE UPLOADED IN THE LINK POSTED DAY BY DAY.

ADVENT CALENDAR OF IMAGINES

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[characters-react-to-you]

Wellcome!

This post is about me and my page so please read this before anything else ❤️

Me:

My name is ren it mean lotus 🪷

I am in alot of fandoms

I post about alot of different fandoms

I take requests for my fics/ anything I post

I Will Repost things not all of the posts are mine so I want that to be known ( I will give credit for things )

My page:

Don't be shy if you want to ask for a X any type of reader with any character from any fandom ( just be specific on weather you want it to be platonic or not)

This is a space for no hate so if you don't like something leave.

I am in multiple fandoms but if I don't know the fandom them I will research it if I get asked to write for a character

I will post about shifting aswell

This page is safe for everyone and any hateful or rude will get reported and blocked

Thank you for reading, and have a good day /night

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[her-fantasy-world]

Dating Percy Weasley would include..

(Percy deserves love!)

Random, but helpful Study sessions. He knows that school is extremely important for both of you, and he's more than willing to help you!

"Hey, Percy?"

"Yes Y/N?"

"I don't understand this, can you help me? You're really good at it."

He can't help but blush as he takes his place next to you, showing you how to perfect the spell that you're working on.

"Thanks Perce."

"No problem Y/N."

Love letters and poems. He isn't exactly great at openly telling you how he feels for you, but he can certainly express it through poems and love letters, making you feel like the most special person in the world. And to him you are!

To my dearest Y/N,

Words cannot express how grateful I am that you are mine. You are, without a doubt, the most wonderful thing in my life. I never dreamed I could feel about someone the way I do about you. You’re beautiful/handsome, sweet, kind, and caring, and I love you more every day. I can’t imagine a day without you, and I vow to make you feel as special as you make me feel. Thank you for making me the happiest person alive.

Always and forever yours,

Percy

Staring at you. Yes, he gets lost in your eyes quite often. He just can't get over the fact that you chose him of all people.

".. Perce? You're staring again."

"Huh? O-Oh! Sorry.."

He starts to get extremely flustered and hides his face, looking away. You can't help but laugh and smile at him.

Jealousy, followed by insecurity. He can't help but feel a little jealous when someone gets close to you. He hates seeing how they make you laugh so easily, it makes him insecure and he begins to wonder what they have that he doesn't.

"Y/N, I'm gonna go. It seems that you're busy with.. Your friend."

He mumbles and turns to leave. This would confuse you, making you follow him and ask him what's wrong. He'd snap and spin around, glaring at you.

"What do you think is wrong?! They're flirting with you and you're just letting it happen!"

You'd then realize why he's so upset. You'd hug him and reassure him that you aren't interested and you love him, and only him. He'd hug you tightly and apologize for yelling at you.

Pet names. He loves calling you by them. He loves seeing how riled up and flustered you get. Nicknames he gives you include Love, Sweetness, Darling, Doll, and (rarely) Baby. Names that you give him include Love, Honey, Sweetheart, and Babe.

He'd noticed you'd been focused on your book, but he wanted your attention. He smiled slightly and set his book down.

"Darling."

He noticed that you stirred, but didn't put your book down. He could tell it had an effect on you by the way you moved.

"Darling. I'm talking to you."

You'd finally set your book down, looking directly at him. You were extremely flustered.

"Yes Percy?"

Mandatory cuddle sessions. Percy isn't too big on PDA, mostly because he's afraid of being made fun of, but he does love cuddling with you after a long and hard day.

"Y/N. Can we cuddle?"

You were a bit surprised he'd been so bold, but you were happy that he wanted to cuddle.

"Of course Perce."

You'd both end up cuddling for hours and eventually falling asleep in each other's arms.

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[trashmouththeorist]

severus snape fic recs

my personal favs

Young Snape:

a life of smoke and silvered glass: Slight AU in which Severus apologizes, tries harder, and stays friends with Lily. Severus doesn't become a Death Eater because he believes in it, Jily get married. Sweet, slightly sad ending. (So cute).

Falling Apart: Time travel fic, no pairings, Severus goes back to when James levicorpused him. (I loved this, I loved how Mary was included and Avery had a redemption arc. Severus never calls Lily mudblood.)

in glory and in ruin: Mulciber/Snape but it's not a main part of it. Basically, a Triwizard Tournament in between the school houses, and Severus gets chosen even though he's only 16. The Marauders and Lily aren't really in it, focuses on Snape's Gang, Charity and Aurora. WIP, and I LOVE it!

The Gryffindor Sort: WIP. Long. In which Severus is a Gryffindor, Lupin is hiding something, Potter and Black are the worst, and there's a Wizarding War about to erupt.

Severus and the Marauders: Long. What if instead of being insulted and excluded from the group, Severus was embraced instead. After all, it was the actions of the group that shaped history from the sidelines. So what if they shaped history a little differently?

That Awful Snape Boy: It had all happened on Wednesday 3rd of September 1973; Minerva committed the date to memory. She would always be amazed that this discussion could happen in the first place. If the boy hadn’t been unconscious, would they even have learnt anything before it was too late?

The Unwanted Boy From Spinner's End: Severus Snape’s existence is a mistake. His mother hints at it often enough with her regretful, drawn-out sighs, while his father prefers to get the message across with a good strapping and a lecture on his worthlessness. Needless to say, the twelve-year-old is not particularly inclined to trust adults, no matter how concerned or caring they claim to be. His life changes abruptly, however, one late evening in September when an illicit brewing session results in a forced trip to the Hogwarts infirmary. Not only is the truth about Severus' home life discovered, but an investigation reveals that shortly prior to his mother’s unexpected death, a single piece of parchment was deposited into her Gringotts vault—a Last Will and Testament in which Eileen Snape née Prince grants guardianship of her son to none other than Albus Dumbledore himself.

To Recollect the Future: Hindsight is 20/20, but when Harry's last steps into the forest set him back further than he'd ever thought, he never realised how grateful he'd be to have Snape there to help too.

Severus' choice: How one choice changed history's course, or the life of Severus Snape from Hogwarts to adulthood if characters were less caricatural, and Voldemort and the Death Eaters were more than bogeymen. This is an AU, events before and after may differ from the books.

the lost generation: The Marauders era at Hogwarts, Voldemort's rise to power and the subsequent war, family loyalties and dishonour, and the struggles of friendship in a difficult time.

Snily:

Come Once Again and Love Me: My favourite Snily fic ever. Snape and Lily time travel back from their individual deaths to when they were still at Hogwarts. Realistic-Lily misses James and Harry and their falling in love is slow burn too. Made me want to cry. I almost liked James!

The Fields of Summer: Short and sad. His past was bleeding into the present, just as his future was bleeding out of the gaping wound in his neck. And since memories were useless to a dead man, Snape plucked them out of his mind and gave them to The Boy Who Lived. He didn’t realize that in so doing, he’d forget her.

seventeen moons: After the werewolf prank. Severus was bitten and Lily figures it out. I hated Sirius so much and he was barely in it but he wasn't villainised-it's just the consequences of his own actions.. Loved the Snily! Short.

Surprising Lessons: Tensions run high between the students of Hogwarts in the time when Severus Snape, Lily Evans, and the Marauders are teenagers. New spells are invented, insults are traded, new bonds form, and unexpected support blooms. Short and sweet.

Vox Severus: SO cute. When Severus Snape's voice changes in fourth year, everyone notices.

Ambiguous: Order member Lily did not have a baby. Death Eater Severus did not hear a prophecy. Consequently, the Dark Lord did not fall. ...but what happens when a long forgotten prophecy suddenly shakes, and flashes through the colours of the spectrum..?

Switching Wands: Severus and Lily acted as best friends should and talked about the Whomping Willow incident. Lily is less than impressed with Potter’s behaviour from that point onward.

Her Slytherin, His Gryffindor: Lily has had enough of James' bullying ways, so she decides to finally take advantage of her Prefect status. Or, in another universe, Lily helps Severus, and they become even closer.

Sweet Root: Lily decides to get Severus drunk one summer night. Angst thereby incurred happily resolves itself into, uh, happiness.

You Don't Bug Me: “Is there any reason you’re half naked in my room?”

Snape/Sirius:

Two Sides: A time travel fic where Severus and Sirius find themselves back on the evening before they graduated Hogwarts. With no idea how and why that happened, they set out to get back to their respective timelines. After all, Sirius has to save Harry at the Minstry of Magic, and Severus needs to tell Potter about the final Horcrux. Right? Too bad that they find themselves back on that evening over and over again. (Personal thoughts: I loved this one, very in character and I loved how they 'fixed' their regrets of the past).

Broken Me Found Broken You: It’s determined that Severus Snape and Sirius Black are immune to punishment after years of near-fatal pranks, bullying, and homemade curses. The only person who thinks them capable of ending the feud and finishing their education is Professor McGonagall. For the summer of ‘77, she gives them a pair of charmed hand mirrors and an ultimatum: communicate. That’s it, a mere ten minutes every Saturday. Back at Hogwarts, when their animosity proves insurmountable, Sirius and Severus are relegated to a small, Eighth Year dormitory. The tight quarters—wandless—are intended to force them to make a peaceful reconciliation, but peace is impossible with a bloody war ramping up inside and outside the castle.

Sorry: Sirius Black decides to make amends for the horrid way he treated Snape when they were teenages. Snape is less than amenable to the idea. (Written around the time of book three/four). Basically, Sirius apologises a lot. And then some fucking.

The Sin in Your Grin (And the Shape of Your Mouth): The Order needed Sirius, but he doubted they'd mourn him very long when he finally disappeared. The first Wizarding war, Snape and Sirius are fucking. Sirius thinks Remus is the spy, Severus tells him otherwise. Canon-compliant: James and Lily die, Peter is the spy. The last line. Shaking.

Dead Reckoning: Severus Snape delivers a potion to Number Twelve, Grimmauld Place, holding a twenty-year-old grudge in his heart. He has yearned for revenge for so long—and he will have it. Along with something else he did not ask for.

Beyond The Veil: In one world, Sirius Black ignored Severus Snape's warning and went to the Department of Mysteries to save his godson's life. He died and went beyond the veil. In another world, Sirius Black stayed back. This made all the difference. An AU where Sirius Black survived and now knew Severus Snape's deepest secret.

Rings And Ringing Bells: A bastardisation of a traditional love story. Two men both broken by the world are at wit’s end trying not to kill each other. There’s Severus, a bitter insult who does not take fools lightly, and Sirius, a drunkard who has a habit of pressing his buttons. It involves a curse which forces them to get married, an immaculate conception, and the blurring of the line between hate and love. They fear that they have no control over their lives and are doomed to make the mistakes their parents had done before them. They’re not good for each other, but the fiasco that is their romance may be enough to teach them how to hate each other and themselves a little less.

Always (Come For Me): Snape might have been lying when he said Sirius Black wasn't punished for the prank he had pulled on him. It all started with Sirius having to live with the Snapes for the remainder of his summer...

An Interlude: Set during Order of the Phoenix. Snape comes across Black looking through some of his old school things. Memories are stirred up, grudges are held, old conflicts refuse to be resolved, and new ground might be (dis)covered. A series of conversations in the year before a death.

bite your tongue, go to the funeral: A funeral, a departure, a chance encounter, a war, a funeral (again), a snide remark, and a revival.

Two Boys Kissing: Sirius goes to a gay bar and meets the last person he expects. Under cloudy skies, two boys kiss and that one moment comes to define generations of want, need and hope.

An Occlument Heart: Snape knows that, usually, keeping a secret is the bravest thing you can do. But sometimes the bravest thing is to tell one. Complete. Canon (more or less) up to the start of Book 5, when this story begins.

Found in the Moments Between the Search: When Sirius returns from beyond the Veil with knowledge of Voldemort's Horcruxes, he takes on the task of finding and destroying them. Somewhere along the way he finds an unexpected ally and perhaps something more. (AU from the end of OotP, takes place during HBP period)

Walking the Monochrome: That’s what being a dog is like – it's like you’re walking the very edge of the world, where almost all colour has run out, and you know that should you miss a step, you’ll fall off that edge... Then again, you already know all about it. The edge and the falling.” AU of the first war.

Second Life: What happens when two men are given a second chance.

The Welcoming Feast: Severus opened his eyes and he was suddenly inside Grimmauld Place. His hand flew to his neck. He remembered Nagini biting him, Potter coming to him and then he closed his eyes, expecting death, but instead he was back here.

The Devil-and-All to Pay: Albus Dumbledore is mad. Severus is sure of it, when the old man sends him to persuade Sirius Black to come back to England and let the Order use his family home as headquarters. The problem, as always, is that Severus cannot say no.

Black Out: Snape and Black try something they have never done before. Talking.

eighty-twenty: In seventh year James left Severus for Lily. Best choice he could have ever made. It never would have worked out. Besides, he and Lily are married now, she's pregnant with his soon to be child and Severus...Severus is with Sirius.

First and Last and Always: Severus had his wand. He swallowed hard. His wand. Magic. His only defense, because Black outweighed him by at least three stone. But magic was more than enough. Severus had never needed physical prowess. His magical strength, and the keenness of his mind, gave him the advantage. Except when it didn’t.

Visions of Doom: Severus gets injured in the shrieking shack (his fifth year). While unconscious he witnesses some scenes from his future and realizes becoming a death eater wouldn’t bring him power and glory but pain and servitude. He spends the rest of his schooling trying to shape a different future for himself.

Anything by FabulaRasa on AO3.

Remus/Snape:

Fuel the Pyre of Your Enemies: A paired class assignment for Astronomy incites a mutually beneficial agreement between Remus Lupin and Severus Snape. An exploration of sexuality and friendships. (One of my favourite Snupin fics, really realistic. Also no evil!peter).

where the wolfsbane blooms: Remus and Severus friendship, and then more. 7000 words-short but sweet. Severus tries to cure the lycanthropy. James is constantly befuddled.

Have Your Cake and Eat It: Remus POV. Long. Incredible. Changed my world view. I cried with Remus at the end. Still kind of happy! Time travel fic. Remus lives. Realistic for the characters and especially for the seventies (although lowkey Remus is too woke for the nineties why does he know the word heteronormative). I loved Sirius in this one. Lying in hospital after the Battle of Hogwarts, Remus Lupin has a lovely lucid dream that he's gone back to his school days at Hogwarts. Only the day passes, then another, and another, and soon he must face the terrifying possibility that it isn't a dream — that he has irreparably altered the events of the past. Cunegonde is SO good!

DELOCAPONUM: 𝐈𝐭'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐲𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝟏𝟗𝟖𝟏. A new acquaintance to the territory of teaching, an old friend to grief and misfortune, and entirely off on the wrong foot, twenty-one-year-old Professor Severus Snape reverts to an old charm of his — a charm for things that are lost — in attempt to find the one book in which he wrote it. But when the spell starts working against him and mysterious things start happening to his own students, it seems he has no choice but to form an alliance with an old schoolyard enemy in order to find a culprit, a book, and his own identity. And one thing is for certain: the irritating charm of Remus Lupin is nearly impossible to refuse.

Creature Comforts: A classic! Remus and Severus are paired to work together in Care of Magical Creatures in 6th year. Neither one is too happy with the arrangement at first.

That Awful Boy: CLASSIC! Severitus. Petunia lets slip a twenty-year-old secret, and Harry is sent to Spinner's End to study Occlumency early. Severus Snape can see no way in which this could end in catastrophe.

Not Really Here: After the werewolf prank, Severus disappears. He’s still at Hogwarts—at least, he thinks he is—and he’s probably still alive, but no one can see or hear him. Except for Lupin. Remus, meanwhile, is avoiding the other Marauders—as well as everyone else—and Snape becomes the sole exception to his self-appointed isolation. As they work together to look for answers about Severus’ condition, the unlikely pair drift toward friendship. But building a relationship of any kind presents a challenge when neither of them is sure Severus exists at all. I've only read this once but I love it. No Marauders bashing, but no pretending they're saints either. And they have a pretty big part but obvs Snupin is at the forefront.

The Heir to the House of Prince: Harry is the main character and the main ship is Harry and Theo. While Snupin is secondary it's pretty central. Summer of 4th year and Harry's all alone, dealing with his grief and the sudden revelation that James Potter is not his father. Support comes in a strange form. The form of Theo Nott, son of a death Eater. A strange friend who says he'll help him find his true father, whoever this Lord Prince might be. Technically Snily ig? But not really.

Sight Unseen: After losing his sight during the Battle of Hogwarts, Remus struggles to adjust to his new circumstances; when depression threatens to overwhelm him, he receives unexpected assistance from an unknown source.

The Other Side of The Mirror: In sixth year, Remus Lupin nearly killed Severus Snape in wolf form. Miraculously, Severus escaped unharmed. But what if he hadn't?

The Meaning of Mistletoe: What was going on was that Severus Snape had no trouble tracking down one Petunia Evans, now Dursley, to a little town in Surrey where he saw how exactly she was treating her nephew. Which somehow led to last night and Severus knocking on Lupin’s door with a toddler half-asleep in his arms.

Spymaster: Former spymaster and one time headmaster of Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry Severus Snape left the house just once a week on a Tuesday. Wherein Snape wears tracksuit pants and smokes too many cigarettes and Lupin is into it.

Well They're No Friends Of Mine: Whenever his friends pull a prank on Snape, Remus always looks the other way. But what if there's another option?

The Other Side of the Mirror: I haven't read this, but it's a 'what if Remus bit Snape.' 60000 words.

Artemisa Absinthium: The Rat and the Snake: AU set during the First Wizarding War. Severus has defected from the Dark Lord, and become a double agent for Dumbledore. When he learns of an informant it sends the Order into disaray. Can he uncover the identity of the traitor before his own true loyalty is revealed? What price is he willing to pay for his redemption? And can a man like Severus Snape ever be worthy of love?

Capnolagnia: Three times Remus caught Severus Snape smoking.

About Wolves and Snakes: Unfinished. Remus Lupin woke up being fifteen years old again, having no idea how or why. Upon learning that he could not return, he decided that he would try to change the way things happened.

One Thousand Galleons: It's been six years since Remus Lupin, age 25, left England after the death of his father and the slow dissolving of his friendship with the Marauders. A letter from James finds him in Canada at an opportune time, asking him to come home to meet his soon-to-be-born son. Remus never expected that his time away would give him the perfect resume for teaching at Hogwarts, nor did he expect that his return would spark both conflict and resolution. If only he could get the Potion's Professor to understand how sorry he is for the way things turned out. “What is the price for your forgiveness?” --- “One Thousand Galleons.”

Living Legend: Marauders-era fic, Snape decides he needs some "hands-on" experience and chooses Remus as his very special study partner. But there's more to these extracurricular activities than meets the eye.

Lily's Boy: With help from unexpected places, Harry starts on a journey to end the war, and reshape the wizarding world. With how much he looks like James Potter, people have forgotten one important thing about him - he is Lily Evans' son, and she was one hell of a witch. Side Snupin.

It's Not Over Til It's Done: Unfinished. Severus did not expect to survive the Second Wizarding War, but survive he did. Remus didn't either, yet due to unforeseen circumstances, Remus finds himself taking care of Severus in the wake of surviving Nagini's venom.

Ten Aprils: Severus must find a way for Harry to defeat Voldemort. Remus must find a way for Severus to free himself from the past. The Dark Lord is about to attack Hogwarts, and Harry needs to get over his rage, hate and despair in order to learn to summon the phoenix needed to defeat Voldemort. Snape must find the answers, then teach Harry how. In the next thirty minutes. Like it would ever happen.

A Cauldron Full of Hot, Strong Love: A story in which Severus Snape is unable to sleep; a certain werewolf is impersonating Celestina Warbek and cauldrons are used as prevention, sort of.

the week that changed it all: It’s Christmas break in Remus’ 6th year of Hogwarts. Sadly, his parents aren’t home so he has to stay over at Lily’s house for the week. He makes a discovery he didn’t know was possible. The first one was that apparently, Severus lived not far away, the second one was that he started to like the boy.

A Prince By Early Frost: While preparing his chamber for the Philosopher’s Stone, Severus encounters the dark fae borne by a black glass mirror, buried deep beneath the castle. He is chosen, but unsure by what, until over a year later, when a figure from his dreams takes the Defense position, asking for a favor.

Chocolate Cake and Other Intimacies: Remus Lupin is spending his birthday alone in the hospital wing. Severus brings him his homework to cheer him up.

That Awful Snape Boy: It had all happened on Wednesday 3rd of September 1973; Minerva committed the date to memory. She would always be amazed that this discussion could happen in the first place. If the boy hadn’t been unconscious, would they even have learnt anything before it was too late? Guardian fic but Snape is the ward in this one. AU set in the Marauders Era. Rated T to be safe.

Basically anything by McKay on AO3.

Snape/James:

Knowledge of the Gods: Severus was either in a coma and dying, already dead and trapped in some purgatory, completely and utterly insane, or living in the body of his past self. And, perhaps most suspiciously, why did James Potter keep looking at him like that?!

A Touch, A Kiss, A Whisper of Love: After Severus Snape and James Potter find themselves stuck in an awkward detention together, an unlikely friendship forms. As their newfound friendship develops, James discovers something new about himself while Severus tries to fight his growing attraction to the Gryffindor boy.

Cake, Please!: Slight SA gives me the ick, but vaguely fun to read. A story of blackmail, the wonderful world of sexuality, and lots of cake.

Revenge is Sweet: A teenage Snape plots his revenge on James Potter for making his life hell, but little does he know that James has plans of his own that will send both their lives spiraling irrevocably out of control.

Ninety-Three: James promises Severus that if Severus has sex with him 93 times, he will break up with Lilly and advocate that she date Severus.

Absolution: What is it that draws James to Severus? A disease? A curse? A secret wish... a need? Try as he might to ignore the Slytherin, in the end, to Severus is where James always finds himself. **SLOW BUILD** Rated M for... certain kinds of scenes later on.

The Dreamer in the Well: James got the girl....finally. She even stopped being friends with Severus, whom he absolutely hated. But one day, his curiosity changes everything.

Love Is Strange: At the start of his sixth year, James Potter decides to finally stop ruining Severus' life. His friends agree to stop the bullying but what they do not know is the reason why James decided to put an end to it. They think he just matured or grew tired of it but the truth is a little more complicated than that.

A Fickle Thing: James Potter's marriage is failing- What a perfect time to disguise himself as a muggle, follow Severus Snape to what is either a makeshift dance club or a party for gay muggles, and then do a series of things he really should not do.

Rise: Severus Snape was tired of his fate, to be a lowly snake. Luckily, fate was kind to him this time and the arrival of a tournament had come. It was a spur of the moment kind of thing, a moment of weakness and strength that led Severus to put his name in the Goblet of Fire. But he was chosen now, and he had no choice but to play in the game, maybe he will live or die, but either way he wasn't going to become what everyone said he would be.

Apocrypha: Two can keep a secret, if one of the two is dead.

Norwegian Wood (This Bird Has Flown): Long, loved it, well written. James Potter starts his seventh year with a secret. He has amazing friends, Sirius is always right by his side, Lily is finally starting to warm up to him. His life is an endless cycle of partying and drinking. So what if the Wizarding World is on the precipice of war? So what if Severus Snape has disappeared from Hogwarts? That's not James's problem. Life is beautiful, and even if it's all an illusion he wants to hold on to that dream for just a little bit longer.

Colours of Redemption: Severus Snape was meant to die. Instead he was placed into hell. Trapped in timeloops, Severus tries to make sense of the future knowledge he suddenly had. If he made one bad move, everything is reset for him to try again. Being placed into a new house and everyone being nice to him, Severus is doing his best but it is hard. Especially when James Potter is noticing him in a different way.

Goeey Melting Hearts: In their 5th year James, Sirius and Remus over hear a conversation that makes them reconsider their opinions of the ‘future Death Eaters’. The Marauders stop bullying, but guilt eats at James until he decides to apologize. That summer James tracks down Severus, but sees something that crushes him.

Regulus/Snape:

Burning Doves: The first Snape/Regulus I ever read. Regulus needs help with potions and Snape tutors him. Not much Marauders, they're just offscreen assholes. Narcissa and Severus friendship which I always enjoy. It's done, but I haven't finished it yet. Whoops.

Severus and Snape: Severus Snape finds Lily dead in Godric's Hollow, her son's screams echoing in his ears, and decides to end his life with hers. Fate has other ideas. Next thing he knows, he's facing an 11-year-old Lily Evans, on their way to their first year at Hogwarts.

Snape & or / Narcissa:

Seven Days: Severus knows a lot can happen in seven days. Slash.

Living A Lie:  All of her life, Narcissa Black has had to live as the perfect lady, and witch; to never reveal one's inner heart, nor ever go against the wishes of one's family. After being forced into an engagement she does not want during her sixth year at Hogwarts, Narcissa has kept the desires of her heart on ice; particularly, for a wizard her family would never in a million years have approved of: Severus Snape. Even after the birth of her son Draco, she has harbored these desires deep in her heart for the enigmatic Potions Master. But when she comes to Spinners End to ask Severus to watch over Draco at the start of the school term of 1997, she finds that she cannot keep her heart on ice for the wizard of her dreams any longer...

What Lies Beneath: "Please, Professor, I saw him-I saw Snape," Harry said, struggling to breathe, "he's hurt...we've got to find him-we've got to find him right now or he's going to die!" Severus Snape's redemption story told in the span of three books from multiple perspectives.

Snape/Others:

Redemption: Severus died that night at the hands of the Dark Lord, the man he "worked" for and was "loyal", at least that's what the Lord believed him to be, an impeccable servant.  Even so, he ended up dying for his master's snake.  He knew it would happen, he was sure his time was coming, just like the manipulative old goat's plan. However, what would he do when he found out that he wasn't the only one who had the memories of his past life?  How would his life turn out?  Better or worse?

Breaking the Mould: Everyone knew Severus' future. Everyone knew he'd become a death eater, maybe get his mastery in potions and eventually die at his master's hand. But what if they didn't know Severus as well as they thought they did? Rather than conform to the role people expected him to play, Severus takes action. During 6th year he leaves Hogwarts, joining an apprenticeship overseas that guarantees not only a future but his own happiness. Meanwhile the Marauders (minus Peter) are left regretting what can never be. They each had a secret, something none of them were willing to admit. Only now it's too late. But what happens when Severus re-emerges during the war? Not a death eater, not a teacher even. But a strong, independent and most importantly a free man. How will the marauders react?

Dinner and a Show: James takes Lily out to dinner, an unhappy evening made more difficult by the arrival of Severus and Lucius Malfoy at a nearby table.

Snape & Others: 

O Mine Enemy: Severitus, long. When Harry finds an injured Snape on his doorstep and must hide him from the Dursleys, he has no idea that this very, very bad day will be the start of something good. Alternate 6th summer (and part of the school year): post-OotP; ignores HBP and DH. No slash, no romance. NOW COMPLETE!

I Know Not, and I Cannot Know; Yet I Live and I Love: Severus Snape has his emotions in check. He knows that he experiences anger and self-loathing and a bitter yearning, and that he rarely deviates from that spectrum… Until the first-year Luna Lovegood arrives to his class wearing a wreath of baby’s breath. Over the next six years, an odd friendship grows between the two, and Snape is not sure how he feels about any of it.

Second Life: What happens when two men are given a second chance. Snape & Sirius. 

Not Entirely Tedious: Young Professor Severus Snape shows up for a meeting, but the only other person there is the Deputy Headmistress. He wants to leave and return later, after the other participants will have arrived, but Professor McGonagall explains why that is impossible. Cross about having his plans for the day disrupted for a meeting that’s not taking place, Snape resents having to spend the afternoon with McGonagall. She doesn’t seem very pleased, either, but is content to relax and wait. Snape isn’t so patient, and soon manages to annoy his companion.

The Young Potions Professor: The staff avoided him like the plague, ignored him, or straight up left when he went into the staff room. And the worst thing was that they didn't even try to hide their collective disgust for him. If he got into the staff room in the morning and any of them were there, they would immediately get up and go sit on the furthest side of the room, as far from him as possible.

Slytherin Career Day: The student of Slytherin House were born with everything: wealth, prestige and pure wizarding blood. Now it's Severus Snape's job to help them find the one thing they don't have: careers.

In Another Lifetime: HP AU. In a world where Tom Riddle was slaughtered, the wizarding wars did not occur, and Albus Dumbledore promoted peace in Hogwarts, Lily Evans and Severus Snape did the impossible: they remained lifelong friends. Snape meets his potential, and has a shot at happiness along the way.

immortalists with points to prove: The Snape kid is hardly a hero. Then again, neither is Alastor.

#pro severus snape #pro snape #anti snaters #snames #snirius #snupin #remus lupin #james potter #sirius black #regulus black #narcissa black. #wolfstar #marauders #snily #lily evans #lily potter #marauders bashing #anti james potter #harry potter #severitus #fic recs

[hollowdeath]

Thank god, another Harry Potter lover! 👓⚡️He really deserves more love! ❤️ That’s why I imagine him and the reader settling in a cottage by the sea or lake (you decide) to heal from the Wizarding War. They find comfort and solace in each other, and yes that includes countless lovemaking. 🥰 It’s just the two of them, so they’re free to express their love whenever and wherever they want. They especially enjoy making love on the shore under the stars after a swim, by the fireplace on a soft blanket, and in the bathtub surrounded by candles. They just need to feel and hold each other to remind themselves that everything’s okay now. You can do whatever you want with this, I just wanted to put it out there. Take care!

thank you so much for this request, i fell in love with it as soon as you sent it! i hope you enjoy!

pairing: harry james potter x fem!reader (18+)

summary: you & harry have moved away from everything & everyone to a remote cottage where the forest meets the sea. all harry wants after everything he's been through is to find peace, & he finds it in you.

c/w: smut!!! oral sex, penetration, rough sex

word count: 7.3k

harry was up early. he was watching the kettle boil on the gas stove in front of him, enjoying the warmth coming off of it, letting himself relax for just a moment. the steam from the water enveloped his face and felt nice. it was so chilly this morning. the windows were fogged over from the fire raving inside the stove, the wind whistling through the walls of the cottage.

the cottage was beautiful, harry couldn't deny it, though he could do with a bit more insulation. the raw, exposed stone walls were charming, and the moss and vines growing on the outside were something out of a fairy tale, but the fire needed to be fed every hour or so most of the day for at least half of the year or else it dropped below freezing inside. however, luckily, harry came to find wood chopping and trimming to be extremely therapeutic. just him, a sharp ax, and acres of woodlands to explore.

that was another thing harry could never deny about this property: the land was worth every penny. it's not often you find such a stunning cottage sitting on the border between a local forest and, what was essentially, a private beach on the north sea. the beach stretched at least a mile, but was obscured by the trees just behind the cottage. the land wasn't cheap, but harry was ready and extremely eager to spend whatever it took to finally get away from everything, live a simple life, and be alone.

alone with you, that is.

you and harry had gone to school together until the war, but eventually ended up reconnecting and began casually dating just over 2 years ago. since then you and harry had found complete solace in each other, both suffering from the negative side effects of witnessing and experiencing the war firsthand and supporting each other through difficult times. you were mostly struggling with paranoia and anxiety, and were actually the first to suggest getting a place together away from everyone else. you thought it would help if you were out of reach, isolated from the world, practically invisible from all danger.

harry, of course, was utterly haunted by the events of the war, and everything leading up to it. he gets angry at the world, has bouts of depression, deals with monumental grief and guilt, and has chronic, clinical sleep issues caused by nightmares. which is, ironically, the exact reason he's awake so early right now.

as he's pouring the boiling water out of the kettle and over a tea bag, harry can feel his eyelids fighting to stay open. he's barely slept this week, and he's starting to feel the effects of it. he's lightheaded, detached, and just wants to rest.

as he's walking to the front porch, mug in hand, harry takes a moment to pause in the doorway of your master bedroom and admire you. sleeping, surrounded by white cotton comforters, drowning in pillows, your hair wildly framing your peaceful face. he just stays there for a while, leaning against the doorframe, watching. he often watches you sleep when he can't himself. it brings him relief knowing you can get the rest you need.

before he heads outside harry slips on his favorite quarter zip. as he's sitting on the stairs outside, he admires the sound of the waves crashing just a few hundred or so yards away from him. he finishes his hot cup of tea, closes his eyes and lets himself sit in the cold waves of the wind. it's nice. like sleeping without the nightmares.

the moment is short lived as he hears the door creak open behind him. he looks back, and is in disbelief at how beautiful you look just waking up. a nightdress that barely covers anything at all draping around your shoulders, messy bed hair, sleepy eyes and a smile as you stand with the door cracked open, admiring harry in return.

"morning," you say simply, your voice still soft and hoarse from sleeping. harry smiles at you with soft and loving eyes. you walk towards him and let the door close behind you as you cuddle up next to harry on the stairs.

you don't seem to mind the chill in the air. your exposed skin is still hot from the fire burning inside. you lean your head on harry's shoulder, reaching for his mug, seeing there's nothing left, and leaving the mug in his hands. harry's chest hums as he chuckles. "would you like some? kettle's still warm," he asks.

you shake your head. you want to stay right here with harry in this moment.

the sea is so beautiful at this time of the morning. the sun was up, but only just barely above the horizon. no clouds, no birds, just the waves and the wind carrying their breeze.

speaking of breeze, you begin to shiver the longer you're out there in only a sleep dress. you still want to stay with harry, enjoying the view with him, but he notices you shaking.

"darling, let's get you inside,"

harry sits you in front of the stove and opens the small latch, letting the door stay open as you attempt to warm your hands. harry feeds the fire and rearranges the coals to make it burn hotter for you. after a minute or so, he also slips off his quarter zip and pulls it over your torso, smiling to himself at just how big it looks on you.

you find yourself finally starting to warm up, your toes burying themselves into the fur rug you're sitting on. after harry pours you a cup of tea, he joins you next to the fire. "thank you," you tell him with a smile, eagerly taking a sip of the warm drink.

harry's arm wraps around you and he watches the fire as you continue to sip your tea, enjoying the feeling of it warming you up from the inside.

you relish this moment with harry. since moving here barely a month ago, you've grown so fond of these smaller moments throughout the day with him. watching the scenery, watching the fire, sitting in comfortable silence, sharing a kettle of tea in the morning and afternoon, simply enjoying each other's company and the peace you've created for yourselves. it was one of your favorite parts about settling into this little slice of life.

and, of course, there was all the alone time.

while living with harry at grimmauld place was lovely, there was never truly a moment alone with him there. you had your own room with locked doors, but could hear someone walking, talking, cooking, always something in the background.

here, you were completely alone. a lot of people might find this situation to be even more terrifying, being so far away from everything, but you both agreed the isolation made you feel safer. safe from death eaters, safe from drama, safe from other people.

the safety from being so alone out here also meant that you and harry could be vulnerable with each other 24/7. you never had to put on a face or pretend things were okay if they weren't. if harry had nightmares, he could make some tea and enjoy a moment outside alone without anyone trying to psychoanalyze him. if you wanted to lay in bed until it was dark out again, harry wasn't going to judge you for it.

that vulnerability spread into other parts of your life as well.

you set your mug down next to the fire and turned towards harry who's already watching you as you admire his blue eyes, bloodshot from barely sleeping last night, or the night before. you take his face in your hands and just hold him for a moment, feeling him lean into your touch as his eyes flutter close. "i love you, harry," you say just above a whisper, breaking the comfortable silence.

harry looks up at you, but his eyes are now full of lust. you barely have a moment to process what's going on before harry leans in for a gentle, wanting kiss.

harry's always so soft with you despite his clearly strong desire. you've never been with someone who wanted you so bad no matter how many times you've been with them. everything with harry was like the first time all over again; the same desperation and desire to please that just never left.

the kiss quickly gets heated as harry pulls his quarter zip off of you, making you both giggle at the fact that he just put it on you only a few minutes prior. your lips reconnect in a haste, not wanting even a single second away from each other.

harry lays you down on the rug beneath you as his hands make their way to your exposed legs, feeling the heat from the fire on your thighs. his shirt quickly comes off as well from you tugging at it. a moan escapes your lips just watching his body as he pulls the shirt over his head.

harry's suffered from many injuries in these last few years that have left him littered in scars. and while you obviously hate to think about harry in pain, something about his scars drove you crazy with lust. a brave boy who faced death and came back, now healing far away from the cruel world with you as his lover. it was just another reminder that you were safe, that he was finally safe.

harry smiles as he goes in to kiss you again, his hands going right back to your thighs as he pushes your nightdress above your panties. you're holding his face lovingly but harry pulls away from the kiss to look at you. he watches your expression intently as he starts sliding his fingers over your panties, earning a sigh of relief from you. harry's eyes grow darker the longer he teases you. he sits up to use his other hand to hold down your bucking hips, causing you to whine in frustration.

"patience," harry commands from you in a stern voice. you look up at him, jaw lax, breathing uneven, and simply give him a nod.

you love this side of harry. of course you fell in love with the soft, gentle, careful parts of him first, but over time you saw more and more of his angry, controlling, dominant side during sex that you were completely weak for.

living at hogwarts and then grimmauld place right after, most of your intimate moments with harry were kept quiet to avoid being heard. soft whispering, quiet moans, slow movements, and breathless orgasms under a heavy blanket with the lights dimmed. once you moved here, away from everything and everyone, things were different.

of course, you were both still a bit quiet and shy at first, not used to having a place all to your own where no one can hear you for miles. but, slowly, you and harry learned to break old habits and started experimenting together. a lot.

it seemed like neither of you could ever get enough of each other since coming here. you'd always been really attracted to each other, maybe more than the average couple, but something about being alone together in this corner of the world where the forest meets the ocean made you feel so connected, so in tune, and completely and utterly obsessed with each other.

it started with long, drawn-out, foreplay-heavy love making in your new bed to "break it in", sometimes spending hours each day just entangled together on top of the sheets, admiring the other's body and exploring every part. then it would slowly move over to the bath, naturally, after spending so much time sweating together in bed. after a while the sessions would get shorter as you would both be completely exhausted afterwards. instead, they increased in frequency.

either you or harry would find little opportunities to sneak in a quick fuck throughout the day between chores, or would give the other person head as they made dinner in the kitchen. it was thrilling. neither of you had ever been sexual outside of the bedroom/bathroom before, but you found it completely erotic.

you had yet to have sex in front of the fire, oddly enough, but you had thought about it quite a few times before. the warmth of the stove, the soft rug beneath you, the light on harry's skin, the sweat dripping off of him…

"[y/n]," harry said, snapping you out of your daze. "are you even listening to me?" he asks with a smirk.

you blush immediately, so lost in your thoughts about the sex you were just about to have that you couldn't even focus on what was currently happening…

"s-sorry…" you mumble. "you just drive me crazy," you admit shyly.

harry's hand pushes further into your hips, a groan crawling out of his throat as he glares at you. "don't make me cum already, darling," he growls, his voice deep and rumbling in his chest.

you whimper under his pressure, your back arching as your body attempts to find some kind of release from the growing tension inside of you.

"so fucking desperate already," harry says, clearly enjoying watching you struggle under his control. "if i could resist you even a little bit i would sit here and watch you struggle all day," he tells you as he leans into your neck, his teeth sinking into your skin. you wince and squeal, your heart racing from the pain.

harry smirks at your reaction. he sits up and releases the pressure on your hips, causing them to buck upwards instinctively. a pathetic "please," is all you're able to muster as you attempt to catch your breath.

normally harry wants to hear you do a lot more begging than that, but he's just as desperate as you are at this point and he can't resist you much longer.

harry props your legs up for him after helping you take off your panties, throwing them to the side as he lays between your thighs. you prop yourself up on your elbows to look down at harry who's hungrily looking between your eyes and your pussy. your breathing is rapid and shallow as your heart continues to thump in your chest. even after all these years and all the times you've seen harry between your legs you just never get used to the sight. he still gives you butterflies like a nervous girl with a crush.

your head rolls in pleasure as harry starts kissing your thighs; even in both of your desperate states, even when he's at his most dominant, he's still the gentle, loving harry you're so in love with.

harry's hands find your own and intertwine your fingers together as his tongue begins exploring your pussy. you can feel yourself getting even more wet as harry's mouth attaches itself to you, enjoying how you taste. moaning, whining, hips bucking onto harry's tongue, you start to feel yourself sweat from both the fire and harry's intense gaze up at you.

"f-fuck," you cry, your thighs instinctively squeezing around harry's head. he can't help but moan as he sucks on your clit, practically letting you ride his face.

you reach for your silky nightdress and lift it above your chest, exposing your nipples to the warmth of the fire as you continue watching harry make your legs tremble.

harry's eyes droop in pleasure. one of his hands grabs for your tits and the other applies the same pressure to your hips as before. you let out your first real moan above a whimper, your hips still trying to grind against harry's mouth as he continues pushing you further into the rug.

his tongue's now inside of you, teasing you as you clench around him, your thighs still quivering.

"harry, harry, please," you say breathlessly, begging for more. harry ignores you, instead only going slower to drive you mad. you groan in frustration. he looks back up at you for only a second, but you can see the smirk in his eyes.

his hand lets go of your tits before making its way to your thighs, pushing them away from his head as harry takes a moment to breathe. you're blushing, completely flustered, eyes half-open. "sorry," you apologize.

"don't be. give me more." harry demands.

his hand pushes further into your pelvis, his elbow holding down your thigh as you wince at the pressure.

harry's mouth returns to your clit as his fingers feel how wet you are for him. your body jolts at the sensation, but harry just holds you down tighter. starting with one finger, harry pushes inside you slowly as you writhe under his grasp. your hands get tangled in his hair again, desperately pulling his face further into your pussy.

harry just chuckles, looking up at you as he slowly pushes another finger inside you. you gasp, your grip in his hair tightening as your other hand plays with your tits. just the look in harry's eyes watching you chase your high is enough to bring you close to the edge.

harry's fingers were pumping in and out of your pussy, his lips and tongue still teasing your clit. your thighs threatened to close again, but harry kept them spread open for himself. "enough," he states, planting his elbows into your thighs and his hand against your pelvis. he glares up at you as he repositions himself. "stay."

you can feel your body react to the aggression in his voice. this is the hungriest, and hottest, side of harry you've ever seen. you're already brought back to the brink of orgasm as soon as you can see harry's fingers pumping inside you again, his wrist and forearm veins pronounced against the light of the fire as he picks up his speed.

the moans coming out of your mouth are filthy and involuntary, your mind going blank at the sudden rush of pleasure through your body. once harry's tongue begins circling your clit again, you don't have a chance at lasting much longer.

"i-i, harry, stop, i'm–" is all you're able to get out before your legs begin shaking, your head thrown back, crying out in overwhelming pleasure. it feels so good not having to hold back your moans anymore.

harry's lips detach from you, swollen, covered in your wetness. his fingers continue thrusting into you, gently now as you ride out your high. he slowly removes them after a moment, his hand and elbows relieving the pressure that kept you pinned to the ground.

you're still whining, your legs aching from struggling against harry's weight. they feel impossibly heavy as you try to bend your knees up. harry just watches you, enjoying the aftermath of his work.

you're still seeing stars by the time harry's pants have come off, his cock barely peeking through the front of his boxers. he starts rubbing himself through the fabric, his breathing becoming labored as you watched him in a daze.

you look up at him innocently through your eyelashes, your mouth slightly ajar as you lean your weight to one elbow, using the other hand to take his place. he lets you take over, slowly stroking his erection through his boxers, enjoying his gaze down at you from above. his hand goes to your cheek, softly tracing the curve of your smile.

his fingers delicately open your lips before roughly shoving them into your mouth. you make a surprised noise, but quickly begin sucking and licking his fingers. he pulls his boxers down with the other hand, and uses your spit to lube himself up. you lick your own fingers and do the same, helping guide his cock into you with a groan of both pleasure and discomfort.

harry gradually thrusts into you, letting you adjust to him, taking his time with you. he watches your aching pussy welcome his cock eagerly, your legs already starting to tremble from the pressure building inside you again. "oh, fuck," harry's voice cracks, his hands gripping your thighs as they continue to involuntarily shake.

a hand flies to your mouth, barely able to contain yourself already. seeing harry's face of relief as his cock slides all the way inside you only makes you clench around him tighter. he lets out a struggled breath, his grip on your thighs only tightening as he spread them open for himself again.

harry's eyes are closed in bliss, his thrusts slow but deep, forcing a whine from your throat each time he's completely inside you. he's starting to sweat, his hair hanging loosely around his forehead, arms flexed to keep his grip on you, his body leaning down into yours as he starts picking up his pace.

harry looks down at you. one of his hands grabs the hand covering your mouth. "let me hear you, angel," he speaks gently but his voice is hungry, immediately earning a soft moan from your lips. he smiles, leaning down to kiss you sloppily.

harry takes this time to really pick up his speed, adjusting his position to roughly thrust himself into your throbbing pussy. his hands grab for the back of your knees, forcing your legs to bend back as he only pushes himself into you more.

"oh my god," you gasp into harry's kiss, your hands wrapping around his shoulders to steady yourself. harry's forehead rests against yours, looking down, glasses fogged up from the heavy breathing and heat from the fire. he's watching himself from your angle, slowing down his thrusting to a torturous pace. you both groan at the feeling and sight of harry pushing his cock completely inside you and slowly pulling back out before thrusting into you again.

"fuck, baby, you take my cock so well, feel so fucking good," harry says breathlessly into your ear.  your nails dig into his shoulders as you try not to cum again already just from harry's voice. you're both sweating, faces pressed together, the fire slightly dying beside you but still creating a warm glow.

"y-you're, mmph, i'm so close, again," you cry, letting yourself rest back on the soft rug. you feel so at peace despite the growing tension in your stomach – watching harry prop himself up with one hand on the ground beside you and the other still holding your leg back, his chest heaving as he continues thrusting inside you with a growing pace.

harry looks at your twisted expression, eyes glossed over and cheeks flushed, your tits bouncing as he roughly uses your body for his pleasure.

"yeah?" harry looks at you, his grip on your leg tightening as he fucks you roughy into the rug. "fucking cum for me," he commands from you.

you barely need his permission before you're already over the edge, legs uncontrollably shaking, eyes rolling back, incoherent words getting lost in your broken moans and cries of pain.

it's all harry needs before he feels himself release inside you, still thrusting into you slowly as his cum spills out of your pussy.

your body is shaking from the sensation, your legs still vibrating as you clench around harry's cock. he struggled to finally pull out of you.

still trying to catch his breath, harry lovingly rubs your thighs as he watches your swollen pussy ache for the feeling of his cock again.

"so fucking beautiful, my love," harry sighs, relaxing his body on top of yours, his head in your neck. "my beautiful, beautiful girl," he repeats, covering you in kisses as he showers you with compliments.

you just giggle at him, exhausted, trying to come back down to earth.

"i can't…move," you mumble between breaths, your eyes drooping closed as your feet touch back down on the rug. you feel even more weak than before.

harry hums, kissing your forehead. "it's okay, i've got you, darling," he says with a warm smile.

he stands up, slowly, but isn't in as much pain as he expected. his knees are sore for sure, but otherwise, he couldn't feel better.

he leans down to help you sit up, guiding your body into his arms as he picks you up bridal style, your head resting in his chest. you giggle again but you're too weak to reject the gesture. he carefully carries you to the bathroom just down the hall from the living room.

harry runs you both a warm bath as you watch from the counter. he's still naked, as are you, but it's not awkward or sexual – it's just natural.

he shuts the water off and reaches for you once again. "i'm okay now," you insist, standing from the counter and steadying yourself with his hands. he still helps you walk to the tub before helping you climb inside. the water's extremely hot, but it feels so nice on your sweaty, aching skin.

"i'll be right back, gotta feed the fire, just wait for me, yeah?" harry says before he dips out of the bathroom.

looking around you as you warm the rest of your body with the water, you notice the candles sitting around the tub from the last time you both took a bath together. just the flash of the memory through your brain is enough to make your stomach twist into knots again. harry had you bent over the side of the tub as water splashed everywhere, the feeling of freedom and carelessness intoxicating you both as you cared about nothing but each other's highs.

with a flick of your wet hand, you light all the candles again, and the room is lit with a warm glow. it's not often you use magic anymore, harry prefers to do things manually now that you're both caring for a piece of land, but the convenience of certain spells are too useful to forget completely.

walking back in, harry smirks at all the candles being lit. he admires you for a moment, naked, sweaty, half submerged in the huge clawfoot bathtub surrounded by the glow of the candles. "trying to insinuate something, love?" harry asks, closing the bathroom door behind him.

you blush, curling your knees into your chest. "just thought it'd be nice to have some light," you say softly.

harry grabs you both towels and sets them next to the tub before climbing in himself. he positions himself behind you, holding your body as he guides you to relax into his chest. once you laid your head back, you and harry sat in comfortable, warm silence for a long while.

it takes a few minutes before harry's hands begin rubbing at your stomach, slowly, making ripples throughout the water as you lower your knees, letting harry comfort you. he's humming softly, your head rumbling in his chest. he rests his head next to your own and watches his hands from your perspective.

his rubbing gets further and further down your stomach, running his hands along your waist and hips before finally grabbing at your inner thighs roughly. you let out a pathetic whimper, watching his hands from above the water.

"is it bad that i already need you again?" harry chuckles, half joking but half already turned on. you shake your head quickly, your hips thrusting up for relief, moaning at his words. "no, need you, please," you respond desperately, looking over at him.

harry's eyes are darker once more, watching as his hands gradually move to your sensitive pussy. you groan in response, but harry quickly kisses you to cover it. "i know, baby, just let me take care of it," he says into your lips.

slowly circling your clit with soft fingers, harry watches as your eyes droop more and more from the building pleasure. eventually his fingers are back inside of you, gently pumping in and out. his head turns back to your body as he watches you react to him. his other hand goes for your tits, grabbing one roughly from just above the surface of the water.

while it feels good being teased you're insanely desperate for harry once again. your hand reaches behind you, feeling harry's growing erection against your back. harry's grip on you tightens as your hand starts stroking his cock slowly under the water.

"fucking dirty girl," he groans under his breath, taking his fingers out of your pussy to continue rubbing your clit. you cry out at the loss of feeling, your hand squeezing around harry as he just enjoys the feeling.

soon, harry's moved your hips to align with his, your arms holding your body up on either side of the tub as you slowly insert harry back inside your pussy once again. the familiar feeling is only enhanced by being underwater, his cock sliding in and out of you with ease as you adjust to the feeling.

"oh my god," you sigh, your stomach already tightening, thighs still a bit shaky. harry's guiding your hips expertly, groaning in pleasure watching your ass dip in and out of the water onto his lap. his head is resting against the edge of the tub, mind blank, solely focused on your pleasure and his.

"fuck, harry," you whimper again, rolling your hips around on his cock before thrusting it inside you again. harry wishes you could see just how sexy you look from this angle, your hair flowing down your back, your skin glistening in the candlelight, the water droplets running down your hips, it's enough to make him resist the urge to finish already.

"you're so perfect," harry groans. he smacks your ass, slapping the water with it, causing you to squeal and quicken your pace. the same filthy moans are still spilling from your mouth, hardly able to contain yourself in this situation. something about using the time meant to help each other clean up to only continue fucking makes you feel so dirty, so used, and it's driving you crazy.

harry suddenly stops you, much to your disappointment, and tells you to trust him. "just get out and stand up," he says.

you do as he says, and eventually harry has you bent over the bathroom counter, barely lit by the candles behind you. he slowly returns his cock inside of you, your bodies dripping water everywhere.

as harry's thrusts become more consistent, one hand grabs for your shoulder and the other for your damp hair. he forces your face to look in the mirror, your eyes barely open from the pleasure. "watch," he commands. your eyes shot open at his voice, tracing the shape of your shadows in the mirror in front of your face.

harry loses himself in you, his head rolling back in pleasure hearing you struggle to take his cock for a second time. you're trying to moan, say anything at all, but your voice is incomprehensible as harry only becomes rougher with you.

"god damn it, [y/n]," harry spits out, his voice clearly exhausted. his hands travel back to your tits, pulling you back up into him as he continues pounding into you from behind. you're a mess in his hands as they roughly grope your tits.

"look at you," harry growls into your neck, looking into the mirror just in front of you as his gaze meets yours. "so fucking sexy,"

your hands desperately grip the edge of the counter for balance, your legs getting more and more weak by the second. harry pushes you further over the counter, his moans becoming urgent.

"i'm gonna fill you up because you're fucking mine, yeah? look at this perfect body of yours," harry's voice strains, his sweaty chest against your back as he forces you to continue watching yourself get pounded in the mirror, one arm over your chest and the other holding your hips. the light of the candles is just enough to let you see harry's dark expression. "fucking perfect, just for me,"

you haven't been able to get a single word out, your mind spinning as harry only gets more and more desperate, his pace getting sloppy.

"fuck, baby, just be good for me and let me cum inside your tight little pussy, hm? let me show you what's mine,"

you're already starting to cum just from harry's words. the overwhelming pleasure racks your body harshly as harry continues to use you for himself. shaking, barely able to stand without his help, your voice is breaking as you cry out in ecstasy for the third time just this morning.

harry's barely able to last much longer. his thrusts have slowed to uneven, jerky motion as he feels his cum spilling deep inside you. breathy moans and aching bodies, harry rests against you with your body limp against the counter. he lifts his head from your neck to kiss your skin softly, everywhere, slowly helping guide you back to the tub for a second time. your legs are weaker than before and you're barely able to contribute as harry leans you into the water, still kissing your damp skin.

"i love you, i love you," he's mumbling between kisses.

you're too weak and dizzy to respond in any way, still trying to catch your breath as harry begins cleaning your skin. he rubs a soft rag along your chest, neck, back, shoulders, and arms. the whole time he's complimenting you lovingly, a gentle touch and warm gaze upon your tired face.

after washing himself, harry also dries you off, carrying you back to bed before getting you both dressed in comfortable, warm pajamas. "just rest for today, my love," he told you as he laid you down. you reach for his hands. "stay?"

harry smiles. you didn't have to ask, it was literally his bed too, but he admires how soft and innocent you are in this moment. though he loves to be rough with you like he just was, there's nothing more special in the world to him than the gentleness between you two. his whole life has been nothing but challenges, setbacks, problems, and you're everything but. he just wants to be soft and gentle with you.

harry climbs under the sheets, his body also succumbing to the ache and exhaustion. he wraps himself around you, already falling asleep against his chest. harry joins not long after, finally getting his much needed sleep without the threat of his nightmares.

a few weeks later it's just a bit warmer out than it has been, so you and harry immediately started the day doing outdoor chores while you could. harry was chopping wood as you cleaned up around the cottage garden. it was too cold most of the year to grow much of anything out of it, but you still liked to keep it manageable for the smaller animals that stopped by to look around.

you also took the time to admire harry, shirtless, sweaty, groaning each time he drops the ax into another cut of firewood. his body had become well built from all the manual labor he's been doing lately, carrying entire trunks or stumps of trees out of the forest, lifting heavy bags of mulch and dirt for you, digging out the flower bed around the cottage, he was more muscular and toned than you'd ever seen him. it never mattered what harry's body looked like to you, you always found him attractive no matter what, but you couldn't deny that his toned back and broad shoulders got you more worked up than usual lately.

it was nice getting to work on the home with each other, a comfortable silence filling the day broken by the occasional question, favor, kiss, or compliment. it was peaceful, this routine you both had, and it felt so natural to work with each other. you hardly had to communicate your ideas because you were often thinking the same things.

tea in the morning, chores once the sun is out, taking a dip in the ocean at sunset, and having a warm home cooked dinner in the dark, the cottage lit from within from candles and the fireplace. it was perfect. for both of you.

and, of course, the sex had never slowed down as well.

you had both joked at the beginning of your move that you didn't think you could ever stop yourselves now that you were isolated from the world, but that's exactly what ended up happening. neither of your desires could be relieved no matter how many times you tried. not that you wanted them to go away by any means, it was just overwhelming, the feral need to spend hours each day pleasuring each other in every way possible. it was always passionate and desperate for more, never becoming repetitive or any less exciting. it was exactly what you both needed and wanted all the time.

as the sun was setting for the day, you and harry sat together and shared an orange you had gotten at the market just a few miles away earlier that week. you were lucky to be close enough to something that offered fresh produce, even in the colder parts of the year. harry watched the waves crashing against the sand, his knees to his chest as you both steady yourself on a large rock between the cottage and the water.

"thank you," harry says softly. you look over at him, his hands now empty as he's swallowing the last of his orange slices. you finish yours as well. "of course," you respond.

harry shakes his head. "no. really. thank you, [y/n], for everything." he says, still watching the sea. you blush, giving him a soft smile before turning to watch it as well. "i'm finally, really, truly happy. for the first time in my life, i feel at peace." harry explains, still speaking softly just over the crashing waves.

you could cry just from harry's words. all you've ever wanted was for him to feel safe. he's had such a difficult start in life and didn't deserve what happened to him, or what he was forced to do. he deserved simplicity. a normal life in a normal home doing normal chores. he deserved to be happy.

overcome with love, you stand from the rock and grab harry's hand, pulling him with you. he silently follows you down the beach. once you're a few yards away from the shore, you pull down the straps of the dress you had been working in off your shoulders, letting the material slide right off your body and onto the sand as you continue heading towards the water.

you turn to look at harry, and he's stunned at how beautiful you are. the shape of your body against the warm sunset over the water, nothing but a pair of panties covering your sweaty skin. your hair was flowing in the salty breeze of the ocean, hands reaching for his as your feet began to touch the water.

harry's ripped and dirty blue jeans come off as well as his glasses, leaving them behind on the sand as he grabs for your hand. you walk into the water together, slightly shivering from the lingering chill beneath the warm surface, but quickly adjusting to the temperature. harry's only admiring you, like he always does, as you dip your head under the water and come up, pushing the hair out of your face.

harry does the same, wiping his face of the sweat and dirt that's collected over the work day with the salty water. this has become one of his favorite parts of your routine together, cooling off in the ocean after a long day. not just to wash off the sweat and stress of the day, but also to admire you in all your glory under the shining sun.

harry wastes no time reaching for you, pulling you into him as you float in his grasp. he holds you for a moment, mesmerized by the light in your eyes, a smile permanently fixed on his face. "my beautiful girl," he reminds you, his forehead leaning against yours. you hum, reaching your hands to his neck as you pull him in for a heated kiss.

you've had sex in the ocean a few times now, and it's quickly become one of your favorites. it's the ultimate form of freedom being naked together making love in the gentle waves, harry holding you around his waist as he hugs your body into his.

most nights you're both too tired from working to go further than sloppy making out and feeling each other up; but other nights, like tonight, you're both too desperate to care if it hurts.

as harry continues kissing you he carries you back to the shore, your legs still around his waist as he lays you down onto the sand. the water just barely washes over harry's legs as it meets the shoreline. you relax into the warm sand beneath you, harry already pulling your panties off. you giggle at his eagerness. he smirks, his hands gripping your waist hungrily.

you can see harry's erection through his soaking wet boxers barely hanging off his hips. just as eagerly, you pull them down for him as he kicks them to the side.

harry easily slides his cock inside of you, letting out a struggled sigh of relief at the feeling. no matter what's going on around him, harry will always feel perfectly in place when he's inside of you.

your hands are tangled in his wet hair, gripping tighter as he bottoms out. he moans desperately, leaning in for another kiss. his pace evens out to a familiar rhythm, your body wrapping around him as he fucks you into the wet sand. the warm sunset is perfectly met with the chilly breeze of the water that's still waving over both of you gently. each time it gives you shivers, your body arching into harry's from the shocking feeling.

harry's not sure if he's ever wanted to finish this quickly before. it was so perfect, this moment, the sun, the waves, you. he just couldn't believe this was his life. making love to the most beautiful girl in the world where the land meets the sea. he never thought life could be this simple and beautiful, but with you it was effortless.

he pulled away from the kiss to simply look at you, eyes drooping, cheeks blushing, eyebrows pinched together in desperation. he smiled. "i love you," he says so simply, his thrusts beginning to stutter against you. you smile back, eyes still half open. "love you, harry, so much," you manage to say between heavy breaths.

you pull him back in for a kiss, and feel his body weaken on top of you, leaning on his elbows for support in the uneven sand. "baby, baby," he tries to warn you, but you just continue kissing him and wrap your legs back around his waist, pulling him deeper into your pussy.

he completely unravels, pumping his cum inside you as he cries against your lips. "fuck," he keeps groaning in a broken voice. you can feel yourself letting go as well, your thighs squeezing around harry's waist as the water crashes into your body again, making you shake even more.

you both enjoy the moments after your climaxes together, letting the water continue to run over you as the sun's light falls below the horizon. harry, still inside you, his body resting on top of yours, tells you he loves you in the softest, sleepiest voice he can manage.

you kiss his head, reminding him how much you love him.

you both eventually sit up, covered in sand, and chuckle to each other about it. harry invites you back into the water where he washes you off, giving you a loving kiss under the dim sky.

he continues holding you there in the gentle waves, the emerging stars lighting the sky above you. he's a bit cold now, but he couldn't be more warm inside. harry just loves you and the little life you've built with him here on the sea. he feels happy, loved, and completely at peace in the ocean with you in his arms.

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🌸🍀 Hello and welcome to our (first) Flufftober Spring Edition 🌸🍀

SURPRISE 😁

Yes, we've decided that one month of the year simply isn't enough anymore! So we would like to fill two weeks in March with as much fluff as possible 🥰 for that to happen, we present you with 14 prompts, some of them neutral, some very much sping-themed.

How does this work?

Pretty much like our regular Flufftober event in October, so you'll find all the common rules and info below the cut. Contrary to the big event though, this one here only runs for two weeks instead of the entire month, and we set the date from March 11th to March 24th! So prompt one is NOT supposed to be posted on March 1st but instead on March 11th! Prompt two is for March 12th, prompt 3 for March 13th, and so on...

Since this is a smaller prompt list, you also won't find any prompt extras to switch these out with, sorry. Maaaybe if this event is a success, we'll think about changing that in upcoming years 😉

Below the cut, you'll find all our rules, posting info, and all the prompts in writing. If you have any more questions, please feel free to send us asks 🥰

Friends, we so hope you love this surprise and that the prompts may inspire a lot of fluffy creations! We wish you a great start to the new year and as always

Happy Creating 🥳

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(Due to previous asks, we made sure to add more points to this section - while they're not new rules, they're new to this list, so you'll find them colored green)

No inc*st or p*dophilia - we can’t keep you from writing it or creating art for it but it won’t be reblogged. No inc*st: This rule does not apply to distant cousins and such, as you might find in the LotR fandom (or basically in all of European Monarchy). The line we draw is at direct blood relations (siblings, (grand)parents, kids) and/or legal guardianship. No p*dophilia: This rule does not rule out fandoms that feature teenagers such as Harry Potter, Heartstoppers, Hunger Games, etc. It also doesn't mean you can't write about their time together as teenagers! It's aimed at ships in which one is a minor and the other is not - but since even that has grey areas, the rule is this: if you keep it SFW, all is good and allowed, we don't care; if it turns NSFW, be mindful of the legalities of the world/society/times your characters live in.

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You do not have to stick to one character, ship, or even one fandom - switch as often as you like to or even write for multiple ships for one day.

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Late entries are always welcome, even if it is months or years later.

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Prompts

1. New Beginnings

2. Banter, Joking, Fun

3. Spring Cleaning

4. “Let me take care of you.”

5. Honey & Bees

6. Sharing a Blanket

7. Giving someone a Present

8. Breakfast in Bed

9. Daisies

10. Iced Beverage

11. Enjoying the Fresh Air

12. Claiming, Clingy, Possessive

13. “It’s still too cold.” - “No, it’s not.”

14. Putting down Roots

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[urwhorecrux]

Good evening, I was hoping for some headcannons of Remus Lupin dating a Ravenclaw girl. Thank you very much.

<3

⋆ ˚⁀➷ ₊˚⊹⋆ remus lupin dating a ravenclaw headcanons.

pairing. young!remus lupin x ravenclaw!fem!reader.

warnings. fluff, kissing.

you met each other in the library late at night, he was interested in what you were reading but didn't care to ask, until you couldn't help but notice him peeking over every second and went up to him.

at first the conversations would feel slightly awkward, but soon it felt free talking to him.

he soon introduced you to his friends, who teased him constantly without care.

they'd leave you alone for many moments on purpose, but you both quickly realized what they were doing.

it's not like you minded the fact that they left you alone with him, overtime you both grew closer with one another.

as friends when it was close to the full moon he'd be scared to hurt you or lash out towards you.

eventually one night you found out his secret, finding him in a small underground den covered in scars and in debris, you helped him to the hospital wing.

after he was nourished back to health, he realized you didn't care what he was and his feelings grew even stronger for you.

ever since that moment, you two had been dating with nothing but unconditional love for each other.

he'd still be hesitant of hurting you, but knowing you won't give up on him.

he'd be surprised at your ideas and creativity, it's one of his favorite things about you.

although you aren't in the same house, he'd still find a way to make time to spend together.

chess games together, all the timeee.

helping him with potions homework and him helping you with DADA.

his friends would be lowkey biased about you being in ravenclaw and not gryffindor, but once they see you're true personality they eventually loosen up.

he insists on spending time in your common room more, as it's less boring with the night sky as the best view.

he considers the ravenclaw common room the prettiest out of all the rooms, even better than that because of the great book selection in it, where he could spend hours reading and cuddling with you.

he loves seeing you in his sweaters, taking a little polaroid every time you wear them.

every time you're around Remus and Sirius at the same sirius does tease, yet it dosen't bother either you or remus.

all types of cuddles all the time, wherever you are.

he is alright with pda but it's not his favorite, he really leaves it up to you wether you want to show each other off completely.

he's protective as you as you are for him, always ensuring that you're safe and far away during the full moon.

after full moons you're stitching him up, cleaning and caring for him.

lazy afternoon cuddles while his dorm is empty, quietly and peacefully holding each other.

likes, reblogs, and comments are appreciated <3

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[witchthewriter]

𝐁𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐥𝐞𝐛𝐨𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐜𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐖𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐥𝐞𝐲'𝐬 𝐬/𝐨 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐥𝐮𝐝𝐞

⤷ Gryffindor female, ambiguous race, and any size reader. Requests are open, thank you for reading!  

a/n: this is kinda long  ... 

ᴹᵃˢᵗᵉʳˡᶤˢᵗ    

SFW🌿

⭑ You had obviously met at Hogwarts. You were put in Gryffindor and couldn’t be happier. You hadn’t heard a cheer so loud. 

⭑ But you and Fred didn’t get along. 

⭑ Within the first week of being at Hogwarts, both you and your new friend had been the butt of the Weasley Twin’s pranks. 

⭑ Fred and George were a year above and both towered over you. But you didn’t care. The first prank, was aimed at you. The second, was at your friend and that made you feral. 

⭑ Your motto for life is, “befriend, defend.” So anyone who messes with your friend, by your line of thinking - is messing with you. 

⭑ So you marched up to the grinning Weasley’s and sneered at them. 

⭑ “You think that’s funny, huh?” Your youthful voice changed into something cutting. 

⭑ “Yes,” Fred replied while George’s eyes widened. 

⭑ That interaction had put you and Fred on a course that would end in marriage. 

⭑ No one would have guessed it. And bets were made that you would kill each other by the 7th year. 

⭑ Goerge realised Fred���s feelings during your second year. When he wouldn’t stop ranting about you. Fred never ranted about anyone for more than three minutes ... it had been an hour. 

⭑ You started seeing Fred differently in your third year. When he would defend Harry Potter against bullies. 

⭑ Little did you know, Fred had been defending you for years. But never wanted you to know. 

⭑ You and Ginny grew close at Hogwarts, and she invited you over during the Christmas holidays. You, of course, accepted! 

⭑ And you couldn’t deny the butterflies that appeared in your stomach at the thought of seeing Fred. 

⭑ You had packed your nicest clothes, and then scolded yourself because why were you acting so self-conscious? It was just visiting Ginny ... your friend ... 

⭑ So you packed your casual clothes, and off you went. Your journey to the Burrow was one you would never forget. 

⭑ The anticipation created tension within yourself like you had never known

⭑ And when you arrived, there Ginny stood, waiting out the front. 

⭑ Her smile was enormous and she beckoned you inside where you were met with an older, plumper version of Ginny

⭑ Mrs Weasley made you feel at home instantly. And you felt safe at once. 

⭑ How would you ever leave? 

⭑ While you were being introduced downstairs - there was a whole world upstairs that you were not aware of. 

⭑ Fred had cleaned up his shared room and George’s head nearly exploded. “Fred I have NEVER seen you clean a single thing in your life.”

   “Mmm... no, I definitely have,” Fred replied, his hair spiking in all directions as he wiped down the window sill. 

     “Mmmm, that window sill has never been cleaned before.” 

“Sure it has ...” Fred pandered off, wiping the walls, picking up stray bits of crap off of the floor. 

    “Wh-why do. We. Have. So. Much. Shit!” Fred exclaimed, pausing after picking up each possession one by one. His arms were full of miscellaneous items: socks, bits of cardboard box, a half-eaten shoe, a ruined textbook, a pair of underwear. 

⭑ George watched his twin with raised eyebrows and tried not to let the grin take over his face. “Ooookay,” he replied. Blinking rapidly as if this very image before him was an illusion. 

⭑ Downstairs, Mr Weasley was asking about your family and what your parents did for work. To his great delight, you told him about your muggle family and he had an influx of questions. 

⭑ Ginny rolled her eyes and pulled you toward the staircase. “Dad, I’m going to show y/n my room now,” she grabbed onto your wrist and pulled slightly, guiding you to the steps. 

⭑ “It was nice meeting you Mr Weasley,” you called over your shoulder. 

⭑ At that same moment, George opened the bedroom door and began to walk out. 

⭑ You, Ginny, and George met on the second landing, which led to the twin’s room. 

⭑ You went to walk past, but you looked at the open door and saw Fred. 

⭑ Instantly, Ginny began laughing at the state he was in. 

⭑ Fred still held onto the items. But while you had been talking to Mr Weasley, George had flung a pair of underwear onto his twin’s head. 

⭑ For the first time ever, Fred blushed. 

⭑ He barely looked at you for the rest of the afternoon and night. But the next day, he acted as if nothing had happened. 

⭑ You liked that in Fred. That no matter how stupid he looked, he could still bounce back. 

⭑ This stay had cemented your future with Fred. The way you interacted with his family, how you made everyone laugh - even Percy would chuckle. 

⭑ And he admitted his feelings about you to himself. 

⭑ “I do like her Georgie,” he whispered into the dark room. The clock ticked to 2:13 AM and George could barely comprehend. 

    “Tha’ good Fre’ie” He mumbled back. 

⭑ The oncoming year was incredibly awkward. And you didn’t understand why. Usually, your days were filled with anticipation on seeing Fred, but he had distanced himself from you. 

⭑ Lessons felt dim, and the usual magical ambience felt flat. You couldn’t put your finger on it until one of your room mates set the story straight. 

     Delilah, with her big brown eyes and long slick black hair, looked at you with exasperation. Her eyebrows had nearly risen to her forehead, and her mouth was slightly agape. 

    “What do you mean, you don’t understand?!” She nearly shrieked. Her hands were firmly on her hips. 

“I- ugh...” you stammered, and it was all you could do. Because you were completely OBLIVIOUS. 

⭑ After a few seconds of Delilah staring straight into your soul, she said one word. 

    “FRED.”

⭑ And boy did that year get even awkward...er... 

⭑ With the next year, came more and more tension. 

⭑ Until Fred had kissed you before causing the fireworks to go off during the exam. 

⭑ It was a natural progression - neither of you had to say that you were a couple. Everyone ... just ... knew?

⭑ Fred treats you like royalty, but his attention span is limited. 

⭑ You’re never cold because of the endless cosy jumpers that Mrs Weasley knits

⭑ Always having someone that can make you laugh 

⭑ Never feeling like you’re too much 

⭑ Being great friends with George 

⭑ It’s not a family dinner without you (and Harry), actually speaking of Harry. You became good friends with him as well. You were a good source of advice and comfort. Like an older sister who looked out for him. 

⭑ Ron has a crush on you, and Hermione usually swats him on the arm when he stares at you too long. You’re just so kickass. 

#fred weasley #fred weasley x reader #fred weasley x you #fred weasley headcanons #dating would include #would include #headcanons #harry potter headcanons #hogwarts #gryffindor #witchthewriter

[demieyesore]

I have another request for you! Can you do Theodore Nott x reader? Where the reader gets bored and dyes her hair half black and half purple at like 2-3 in the morning and mid way through dying her hair, Theo wakes up and they just kinda look at each other for a few seconds before reader kicks him out so that she can rinse her hair dye out and when she gets done drying it and she lets Theo see and Theo is Like OBSESSED and keeps playing with it and keeps like complementing her hair. BTW; they are dating!

“Your hair…it’s all purple.” - Theodore Nott

Summary - GN!Reader dyes their hair and Theo is OBSESSED

A/n - I know the request used she/her pronouns but I prefer using they/them for my fanfics so more people feel included in my content<3, also reader is mentioned to have dark hair since they used bleach

Requested - Yes

POV - 1st

Word Count - 686

It’s 3:09 am and I am looking in the bathroom mirror. I’m extremely bored and I tend to lack impulse control so my first thought was to dye my hair.

I kept telling myself that it was a bad idea and that it wasn’t gonna turn out right but I felt all common sense escape me as I picked up a pair of gloves.

I already had all the supplies on my counter that I had gathered from my sleeping roommate. We are close friends so I doubt they’ll mind. Plus they never say anything when my boyfriend is sleeping over. If anything I’ll just buy them new hair dye later.

I started applying the bleach to my hair, since I already knew that the purple wouldn’t take very well without it.

I was planning on doing a split dye with the black and purple I had found. I might even do skunk stripes.

I was halfway through with my hair when I saw the bathroom door open behind me. My brunette boyfriend walked in with plaid print pajama pants on whilst rubbing the sleep from his eyes.

Once he gained his vision back he noticed me and his eyebrows immediately raised in surprise. He exclaimed a little too loudly at the event that I could hear my roommate throw a pillow towards the bathroom door.

“Your hair-“ and he was cut off by the pillow. After realizing his volume he lowered it.

“It’s all purple.” He came closer behind me as I continued to apply the dye. Very concentrated on the mirror in front of me.

“Theo, go back to bed. You’ll see it in the morning.” He scoffs as I begin to push at him with one hand towards the door. Urging him to go through the threshold and back into the sleeping area.

He rolls his eyes before going back to the bed.

After I close the bathroom door. I continue my work and soon enough I am done.

I did half black and half purple. But the purple looks more reddish in the light. Then I did small stripes in the black section with the purple as well as black stripes in the purple section. You could still tell it was split dyed because the stripes were small enough.

I must say that it turned out really well and I honestly love it.

By now it had been a couple of hours of work, rinsing and then blow drying. Unfortunately for me I still had class this morning like every other student at Hogwarts.

I just couldn’t sleep well last night so I’ll have to sleep tonight.

I put on my uniform as I left the bathroom. Theo was now awake and putting on his tie while sitting on my bed.

He looked up at my hair, now finished and smiled widely.

“Wow- you look really pretty.” His Italian accent was thick but you could see just how much he admired me.

A smile broke out on my face as I turned to grab my books before class.

Throughout the day Theo would not leave me alone. His hands would somehow snake their way into my hair. He would play with the freshly dyed strands during class and move them in multiple directions.

At one point when the professor wasn’t looking, Theo made Harry Potter use the Lumos spell just so he could see what my hair looked like in all sorts of lighting.

At another point, Enzo saw my hair and went to touch it but Theo immediately smacked his hand away.

My boyfriend was possessive in general but lord he was somehow so much more jealous now that people were looking at my new hair color.

He definitely enjoyed the color too. He kept going on and on about how the colors make my eyes pop and fit my skin tone perfectly.

It made me feel prettier somehow but I knew I still looked the same. I was still just as pretty without dyed hair but now he was seeing me in another way and he still liked it.

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[5sospenguinqueen]

Sirius: Well I wasn't raised to be polite.

Y/N: You weren't raised at all.

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[nosebleeds-247]

How the HP boys would react to seeing their s/o in a dress for the Yule Ball.

This includes: Cedric Diggory, Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Tom Riddle (🤭), Fred Weasley, George Weasley, and Neville.

Cedric Diggory

This boy is absolutely down bad for you! You better believe he won’t be looking at any other girls all night.

Even though the Ball is supposed to be about the Triwizard champions he makes it all about you.

The second he sees you walking toward him he is stunned. Of course you always look beautiful but he’s never seen you in a dress before.

“Darling, you’re gonna take everyone’s breath away” he’d say before taking your hand and planting a kiss on it.

When Professor McGonagall has all the champions line up for the first dance Cedric holds your hand and gives it a firm squeeze. He doesn’t want his sweetheart to be nervous.

“See, I knew all eyes would be on you” he whispers into your ear before twirling you in front of everyone.

You and Cedric decide to sneak out early and watch the stars on top of the astronomy tower.

The night is ended with a sweet goodnight kiss from Cedric.

Neville Longbottom

Nervous doesn’t even begin to describe how he’s feeling as he waits for you outside your house common room.

He asked you to go as friends but was planning on officially confessing by the end of the night.

The second he sees you walking to him his face turns bright red.

He doesn’t walk towards you or speak, he just waits for you to come to him as he switches from staring at you to looking down.

Once you finally reach him he offers a smile and shyly says, “Y/n.. y-you look nice.”

Neville doesn’t actually ask you to dance until the last slow song starts to play. He was content with just watching you have a good time.

The entire night Neville offers sweet compliments that leave both of you flustered.

At the end of the Ball he offers to walk you back to your dorm room. He looks nervous and says, “Y/N, before you go to bed I have something to confess-”

“I know Neville, me too”, you whisper, cutting him off before taking his face in your hands and placing a kiss on his cheek.

George Weasley

You and George had been dating for a little more than a year when the Yule Ball was announced. Of course that meant you were going together.

Don’t think that just because you’re already dating George won’t go out of the way to ask you. He asks you while you’re on a trip to Hogsmeade together.

He keeps begging to see your dress before the ball. This man literally has no patience at all!

George decided that he’d come pick you up outside your house common room.

He’s so excited to see you in a dress that he goes on a full on sprint to get you.

The second his eyes land on your dressed up form he sneaks up behind you and mutters, “Hey pretty lady.”

“George Weasley, how many times do I have to tell you not to sneak up on me like that!”,you shriek.

“Sorry sweetheart, you just look so cute when you’re scared”, he voices before leaving a light smack on your ass. “What do you say we go to that Ball now?”

Fred Weasley

“Hurry up sweet-cheeks, I’m dying to see you in your dress”, Fred yells into your dorm room.

You huff, “Oh learn how to be patient you insufferable prick.”

Before Fred can think of a witty remark to come back with he sees you opening your door sheepishly.

Before you can even let out a sound Fred’s hands are around your waist and his lips on yours.

Your lips move together in a sweet, slow rhythm until you pull away and joke, “Are we just gonna snog all night or do you want to dance with me?”

“Oh I suppose we should get going but don’t worry love, we can resume where we left off later”, Fred responds before taking your hand in his and leading you to towards the Ball entrance.

You and Fred dance the night away. However, you lost count of how many times he attempted to grab your arse.

Harry Potter

“Y/n, you look great”, Harry says while ushering you towards the other champions and their dates.

He has absolutely no idea how to dance so you best believe you will be taking the lead.

“Erm, Y/n…I don’t think I’m doing this right”, he’s say while clumsily guiding you across the floor, stepping on your feet a few times.

“Just let me take the lead then, love”, you’d tell him.

About half way through the ball you can tell he’s getting sick of dancing so you offer to get drinks.

Both you and Harry have pumpkin juice and enjoy talking about literally anything besides the tournament.

“Love, you look so pretty and I’d hate to leave you so soon. I’m really tired, I was thinking we could just cuddle in the common room..”, Harry would ask once your conversation comes to an end.

Of course you agree! How can anyone say no to Harry?!

Once you had decided to take him up on his offer you head back to your dorm room to change.

After walking to the Gryffindor common room end up falling asleep curled up in Harry’s lap with his hands running through your hair.

Draco Malfoy

Draco didn’t ask you to go to the Yule Ball with him, he told you.

“Y/n, I hope you know we’re attending the Ball together”, Draco would lean over and whisper to you during potions class.

It’s not like you were completely shocked he took this approach. You’d already been dating and knew asking for something wasn’t Draco’s style.

Even though he’s stubborn he’s still a gentleman. He’d treat you like a Princess the entire night.

Draco would wait for you outside the ballroom. He would be anxiously looking all around until he spots you.

“Draco I’m right behind you, you git”, you’d tease him.

“You’re lucky you’re so pretty, Princess”, he’s reply looking you up and down.

Draco wants to spend the entire night dancing with you. Giving you all of his attention, not even stopping to speak to his friends.

He knows sometimes he can be cold and distant and he wants to make it up to you tonight.

You’re one of the last couples on the floor and when the last song stops he’ll walk you to your dorm room.

“Goodnight Love, I had a great time”

Tom Riddle

(A/n: Let’s just pretend there was a Yule Ball when Tom was at Hogwarts too…🤭)

Tom insisted on being with you while you were getting ready.

He jumped at any excuse to see you with a minimal amount of clothes.

He would sneak kisses on your jawline and neck while you do your makeup.

Tom would zip up your dress for you as well, of course!

Since Tom isn’t the most social person halfway through the Ball he would already be sick of all the people. Of course you’d notice and ask if he wants to leave early.

“Are you sure darling, I don’t wanna spoil your fun!”, he’d reply.

The rest of the night you and Tom cuddle in the Slytherin common room. He reads aloud to you until you fall asleep.

#harry potter #x y/n #harry x y/n #fred weasely x y/n #fred weasley #george wealsey x reader #george weasley #neville longbotton x reader #neville longbottom #tom riddle #draco x reader #draco malfoy #cedric diggory

[bakanokiwami]

TOP 10 BOOKS & LITERATURE ON AO3 BASED ON NUMBER OF FANWORKS, SINGLE CATEGORY ONLY VERSION (2009-2022)

If you want to see the Books & Literature bar chart with the multi-category fandom tags included, please check this post.

To make these bar chart race, all series titles in the Books & Literature Category on November 21 (or the closest date to it) of every year were copy-pasted from Wayback Machine to Google Sheets, rearranged according to number of fanworks, manually filtered for fandoms belonging in only one category, and then inputted to Flourish to turn into a bar chart race.

Locked fanworks aren't included in the count because Wayback Machine can’t view those, only Ao3 users can.

The Harry Potter tag is used in multiple categories (Books, Movies & Games) so it has been excluded in the list. If you check the bar chart linked above however, you’ll see that it remains firmly in first place even when all the other multi-category fandoms are included.

Author - Works tags have also been excluded since it makes the list very redundant, especially when Good Omens rose up in the Top 10 in 2019 onwards. Good Omens is a subtag for PRATCHETT Terry - Works and GAIMAN Neil - Works. When Good Omens resurged in 2019, so did these 2 author tags, taking up 3 spots in the rankings. Good Omens accounts for 90%+ of RATCHETT Terry - Works and GAIMAN Neil - Works’ fanworks in 2022. 

Here are the list of authors who would have made top 10 sometime in 2009-2022 if Author - Works were included: Terry Pratchett, Neil Gaiman, Rick Riordan, Stephen King, Alexandre Dumas, Lois McMaster Bujold, Tamora Pierce, and briefly Cassandra Clare before her author tag was removed from the Books & Literature Category in 2015 onwards. J. R. R. Tolkien also ranks high but would’ve been excluded from the list since his author tag is also turns up in the Movies category.

Fairy Tales & Related Fandom was in the Top 10 in 2013-2014 until much of the movies and TV shows in its subtags where removed in 2015, reducing its fanworks to 23% of its size in 2014. Some of the removed subtags were: Frozen. Tangled, Maleficent, and a bunch of other fairy tale movies. I’m excluding this tag from the list since it clearly would not have made top 10 without those subtags.

In 2013. the Mythology tag was removed from the Books& Literature list and Religion & Lore - Ambiguous Fandom tag was created. Mythology fanworks showed up in the latter’s filter instead.

Clearly, a novel tag’s fanworks increases more when it gains a movie/TV show/comic/cartoon adaptation. However, it’s hard to say if it’s because more people become interested in the reading the novels again after its adaptation was released, or if people who have seen the adaptation also tag the original novel when they post fanworks of its adaptation.

Thanks for understanding and hopefully I didn’t mess up anywhere! 🙏

#archive of our own #ao3 #mdzs #mo dao zu shi #a song of ice and fire #good omens #percy jackson #the silmarillion #tolkien #lord of the rings #lotr #shadowhunter chronicles #it #the heroes of olympus #quan zhi gao shou #qzgs #the hobbit #the mortal instruments #hunger games #les mierables #twilight #sherlock holmes #vorkosigan saga #chronicles of narnia #the dresden files #tortall #discworld #nancy drew #artemis fowl #man this category was harder than the others lol