#The Spy (Lily)

[otaku553]

Ok so I have been stewing this crossover au in my brain nonstop for the past few days and. I am nothing if not committed to the bit, so. Volume cover redraws :)

Here are the originals:

If you want to read more about my one piece spy x family crossover, keep reading!

So the idea is simple! Crossover reincarnation au where ASL is reborn in Spy x Family. They’re each born separately and none of them are born with the same names as their previous lives, and with no way of finding each other, they each find their own thing to do in the world.

Sabo, too used to the dangers of being a spy, eventually finds a cause to devote himself to again, in preventing war from engulfing the country he was reborn in. Ace, drawn to fire as he was in his previous life, used arson as a means to rob rich people for sustenance and survival, and is eventually scouted and hired by Garden as a fire specialist and assassin. And Luffy, though born in perhaps the poorest condition, grows up happily and takes whatever part time jobs he wants to do.

The thing about Sabo is that, as much as he seems like a young man of good repute and high standing within society, everyone in WISE knows that he is a massive nuisance. Nobody knew in the beginning how a child less than half the age of most of their veteran agents could have the same skills and knowledge in their profession. Sabo was— and still is— hyper competent, and by the time WISE figured out just how much of a menace to society he was, it was too late.

Ace forgot for the first few years of his new life that he wasn’t made of fire, and consequently, received multiple accidental burns. This did not deter him, however, from growing up to be a very skilled arsonist, well-practiced in every which way to start a dumpster fire or house fire. As a teenage he would use this often to draw attention as he robbed rich people blind. When he was caught, he was given an ultimatum by Garden: join them and receive payment for starting fires and causing problems under contract, or face the government and authorities for his crimes. Begrudgingly, he joined Garden, but eventually comes to appreciate that he can make substantial money in his element.

Luffy is Luffy. No telepathy or experimentation, no fancy schools, no gimmicks or secret identities. But he has still lived an extremely colorful life in this world, full of fascinating and kind individuals who have helped him grow up healthy and relatively happy. He goes where he is free, and he takes whatever part time jobs he wants in order to make the minimum he needs to survive.

Ace and Sabo find each other first, in their late teens, and neither of them realize that the other remembers their previous life, but both refuse to separate. (Sabo thinks Ace doesn’t remember, because Ace didn’t recognize him. Ace never saw Sabo grow up past 10, however, so he doesn’t recognize older Sabo immediately. By the time he does realize who exactly Sabo is, Sabo has backtracked and pretends to know Ace from a dream, or from somewhere else.)

Sabo’s attachment to Ace, predictably, causes problems between Sabo and WISE, but by then, Sabo is indispensable to the organization, and they make an exception for Sabo to be able to remain with Ace, so long as Ace never finds out what Sabo’s actual job is. Ace, on the other hand, hides his job because he doesn’t want his brother, who he has just found and who does not know Ace well enough yet, to know that he makes a living from killing people.

And they find Luffy sometime afterwards, prior to the beginning of the Spy x Family canon. Luffy figures out, not long after moving in with his brothers, both of his brothers’ secret occupations and the fact that both of them remember their past memories. He thinks it is common knowledge, however, and so he never brings it up.

[melonisopod]

Lily Orchard really starting off her video like: Not to be racist, but every single anime that has ever existed has been a cesspit of degenerate sexualization of women particularly of the underage variety and only enjoyable to sweaty misogynistic creeps. I suppose it's just to be expected out of those unclean savages known as the Japanese. I despise anyone who suggests this "anime" to me, as I know it will only be filth of the lowest caliber, and these barbarians have the gall to call me "xenophobic" and "racist" for saying Japan is uniquely bad with its vile cartoons.

[my-castles-crumbling]

"So they filled my cell with snakes, I regret to say, do you believe me now?"

~ Taylor Swift (Cassandra) Pairing: jegulily angst - Rating: T

TW: (MDC)

"What about Pettigrew?" Regulus asked, hesitantly voicing the thought he'd been keeping to himself for weeks.

Four pairs of eyes turned towards him.

"Reg, love, I-" Lily murmured softly, holding a nursing Harry in her arms.

"He would never," Sirius said, looking disgusted.

"Well, it has to be someone!" Regulus bust out, frustrated. They'd been at this for weeks, now. Trying to determine who was passing information to Voldemort. Who was close enough to them to know such crucial things, but sneaky enough to get away with it.

Of course, Regulus knew that a fair few people suspected him. The thought of it made him want to scream. The idea of betraying his husband and wife, not to mention his brother ad best friend, made him feel nauseous.

But Peter? He'd always been a bit sly. His Animagus was a rat, for Merlin's sake. And he'd been strangely absent lately...

"Have you seen him at meetings?" Remus asked thoughtfully, always the voice of reason.

"No," Regulus admitted. It was true. When he went to Death Eater meetings to spy, Peter was nowhere to be seen.

"I don't think he would do that," James murmured, eyes heavy with sadness. "I can't imagine..." a tear dropped to his cheek.

"He wouldn't," Sirius insisted, jaw set.

But as Regulus fell to the floor on October 31st, 1981, clutching the hands of Lily and James to his chest, screaming in agony at the sight of their lifeless bodies, he knew.

He was right.

And, allowing the anger to overflow within him, the loss and denial and feeling of utter despair and loneliness ripping through his very soul, he screamed as Sirius, who stumbled through the door with wide eyes.

"Do you believe me now?"

[bimoonphases]

@wolfstarmicrofic July 27 - prompt 27: Fix-It [word count 851]

In the end it hadn’t been love. It hadn’t been James’s voice, strained from the war but still asking him how he was. It hadn’t been his mother cooking his favourite meals each time he visited her. It hadn’t been Lily’s smile, tired but still there despite all. In the end it had been an argument. And not even the logical one, between his fear and his conscience, but one he had eavesdropped on late one night, scurrying in the shadows on the streets after two who still called him friend.

Even the Dark Lord didn’t really trust werewolves and he especially didn’t trust Black renegades, so he had ordered Peter to follow them. At first they had only walked, not even holding hands as he was so used to seeing them do back in Hogwarts. Then, as they were crossing an empty park, Sirius stopped.

“Please tell me it’s not you,” he blurted out.

“What?” Remus turned around frowning.

Peter had stopped in a flowerbed nearby, half-burying his rat frame under the most scented flower there. He knew Remus retained some of the wolf’s nose even in human form. But even from there he could see Sirius’s pleading look in the lamppost lights. For the first time in months, he felt sorry for him.

“Please, Moony. Please tell me it’s not you.”

Remus’s eyes widened.

“You think I’m the spy?”

“You’re away most of the time… With Greyback’s pack.”

“Yes. On Dumbledore’s orders,” Remus’s voice was cold.

“You don’t even look at me anymore!” Sirius shouted. “You don’t touch me, or kiss me, we haven’t fucked in Merlin knows how long!”

“And you can’t stop talking about your family!” Remus shouted back. “Since the beginning of the war it’s been about what have your parents been up to, or your brother-”

“Don’t talk about Regulus.”

Peter buried himself further under the flower. Like Sirius, he only knew Regulus was missing and presumed dead. But what he knew and Sirius didn’t was the fit the Dark Lord had thrown when the Black heir had disappeared without a trace.

“Or even your bloody cousins you’ve hated your whole life!” Remus went on. “You went from ignoring their existence to talk about them every single day!”

“Wait… You think I’m the spy?”

There was a moment of silence, each of them staring at the other.

“I left my family! I ran away because they would’ve killed me!” Sirius was screaming now. “I spent my whole life distancing myself from their beliefs!”

“And I spent mine making sure the people I love knew I’m not a monster!”

“You really think I would betray everything I have, everyone I love to go back to my awful family and the wrong side of the war?!”

“You think I would join a pack of werewolves who are at that side’s beck and call?!”

They were panting when they stopped screaming, and Peter could see tears glisten in Remus’s eyes. Sirius was openly crying by now, his sniffles the only sound in the whole park.

“I’m sorry,” they chorused.

“I know the missions are taking a toll on you, I’m so sorry, Moony, I…”

“And I know there’s no way you would fall back with your family, I’m sorry, Pads…”

“None of us is the spy,” Sirius took Remus’s hand in his. “It’s this bloody war.”

“We’re exhausted and on edge,” Remus nodded, getting closer to Sirius. “None of us is the spy, it’s as ridiculous as if we were to think Prongs or Pete were.”

Peter’s whiskers twitched.

“I love you, Remus Lupin.”

“And I love you, Sirius,” Remus smiled. “And as soon as this war ends I’m marrying you so you will never have to use that surname anymore.”

They were still kissing when Peter scurried away, his tiny heart beating faster, his mind wondering if rats could cry.

So in the end it had been an argument. It might have been love as well, to be fair. Not that it mattered now, as he was facing Voldemort himself, doing his best not to tremble.

“The McKinnons, Wormtail,” Voldemort said slowly. “I want them dead. All of them. Starting with Marlene McKinnon.”

Peter couldn’t stop a shiver running down his spine at the order and the use of his nickname. Wormtail was the brave little soul doing his best to help a friend in need every full moon. Wormtail would live on in the Marauders’ Map they had left in Hogwarts on their last day. Wormtail would never have done what Peter had done. Wormtail would never do what was being asked of him. He took a deep breath.

“No.”

Voldemort narrowed his eyes.

“What did you say?”

“You heard me. You will never win this, and it’s high time I got out before I can’t turn back.”

How fitting his last words were the only time he felt as brave as James. As he slowly fell on the floor, the reflection of a bright green light in his eyes, his last thought was for him.

Please, never let Prongs find out what I almost did.

[lilyvalerieorchard]

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OH FOR THE LOVE OF-Screw you, Solid Lily!

[sevsbestfriend]

The room was thick with tension as Dumbledore prepared to address the Order, the anticipation of the war-torn group palpable. Just as he was about to speak, a figure emerged from the shadows, a chilling sight that froze everyone in place.

The man, clad in deep forest green robes, his face obscured by a pitch-black mask, was a formidable presence. The only part of him that remained visible was his eyes—eyes that Lily would recognize anywhere. Those eyes had been a constant in her life, a connection that predated magic, Hogwarts, and even James. Her breath caught in her throat as she whispered his name in her mind: Sev.

The entire Order, save Dumbledore, reacted instinctively, wands drawn and trained on the mysterious figure. Dumbledore, however, raised his hand, urging them to lower their defenses. His gaze remained fixed on the figure, a mix of expectation and concern in his expression.

As Lily's shock subsided, she took in the full extent of the man's condition. The realization hit her like a curse—he was limping, blood soaking his robes from a deep wound in his lower torso, and, most horrifying of all, he was missing an arm. Her heart clenched painfully in her chest.

"Bellatrix and Rudolphus Lestrange are now dead," the man announced, his voice raspy but firm. "Along with the rest of the Lestrange family. While the latter was not requested, there were some... complications."

Dumbledore nodded solemnly, reaching into his robes to produce a large sack full of Galleons. He handed it to the man, who accepted it without hesitation.

"Your arm..." Dumbledore began, his voice heavy with unspoken concern.

"It's a work in progress," the man replied curtly, dismissing the concern as he reached into his robes and retrieved an envelope, sealed with the emblem of a Raven. "Here is the information you requested."

Dumbledore accepted the envelope, his eyes never leaving the figure before him. "Thank you, my boy," he said softly.

"Don't thank me," the man scoffed, his tone cold and detached. He briefly glanced at Lily, their eyes meeting for the briefest of moments. Her heart ached at the sight. "It's just business."

And with that, he vanished as quickly as he had appeared,.

[1doesnotsimplyhavejust1fandam]

Imagine being such close besties with someone that your entire world knows about it. Just. Sirius Black and James Potter being so close that literally nobody questions that Sirius was the Potters’ Secret Keeper, even when he immediately went after Peter in a very public way, instead of laying low like any sane person would do after they were just revealed a traitor and their precious Lord died (although, they did think Sirius went mad, so it makes sense in a way). But of everyone in the Order, no one once questioned the Potters making Sirius their Secret Keeper, despite his prejudiced family, despite the Prank, despite any number of ways in which Sirius wasn’t perfect. Everyone in the Wizarding World still saw Sirius and James, and thought, “yeah, there’s no way it was anyone else, even if the betrayal makes their friendship seem so much less deep”. There was no reason for Remus to question it because he watched James and Sirius be the best of friends for a decade, he knew Sirius was Harry’s godfather, he knew James would have trusted no one more, that Lily loved Sirius and thought the world of him. There really was no other choice for the Potters, to anyone.

Which makes Peter being Secret Keeper that much more awful because it was such a genius move! Sirius was actually so smart to try this twist, to suggest making Peter the Secret Keeper. He knew everyone knew how close him and James were, how close he’d always been to the Potter family, he knew they’d come after him and Sirius would’ve DIED rather than betray his friends, his godson. He would’ve died to protect Peter too, so that nobody would know who the Secret Keeper really was. There was no reason to suspect Peter when there was Sirius Black, known Death Eater hater and unendingly loyal to his friends, RIGHT THERE. If Sirius really HAD died, he would’ve gone out thinking his friends would still be safe bc once Voldemort discovered he wasn’t the Secret Keeper, it would’ve jumped to Remus or even an older Light member like Moody or Dumbledore. Sirius damned himself knowingly, before ever finding out that Peter had gotten the Potters killed.

Sometimes I think about how Sirius managed to convince James and Lily to use Peter instead of him. They both must’ve known that Sirius would be killed immediately once it was determined that he didn’t know the Secret, so Sirius must have used Harry against them, said that they needed to do ANYTHING to keep their little boy safe, even if it meant Sirius offering himself up as a target, a sacrifice for their safety. Sirius must have thought he was so smart, because he found a way to keep his friends and godson safe, even though he wasn’t the Secret Keeper, and he didn’t put them at risk by trusting “potential spy: Remus Lupin”. He must have argued with James and Lily for ages about it, convincing them that it was the right decision, some misdirection to keep them safer for longer, another line of defense between their little Harry and the monster who wanted to destroy him.

It’s already wild to me that Sirius even held enough power/voice in this discussion to even suggest Peter as Secret Keeper. Like, the level of trust James and Lily must’ve had in him, to entrust their lives AND their son’s in Sirius’ plan? Nobody can ever say that Sirius wasn’t loved and trusted to the ends of the earth by James and Lily. They wanted HIM because there was nobody they trusted more, even with how reckless Sirius is shown to be, even years later. Trying to imagine Sirius in Azkaban all those years, knowing he basically handed his best friends over to Voldemort with that plan? Hell on earth, literally. He speaks on it maybe once to Harry in the entirety of the series, and it’s so clear that he is completely derisive about the plan. He despises the fact that it was his plan that got his best friends killed, that caused Harry to lose his parents. He blames himself (and Peter), but he had over a decade to sit in prison and think about the what ifs of that plan, to remember that it was his idea that killed James and Lily.

[lulublack90]

Prompt 23 - Alley

@jegulus-microfic February 23 Word count 949

Previous part First part

CW- Torture via cruiatus

Regulus knew something was going on the second the werewolves arrived. They entered Malfoy Manor in an orderly manner, unlike their usual free-for-all. 

They seemed to be guarding something in the middle of the group. They continued on until they stopped in front of Voldemort, and a man was dragged from the centre and forced to the floor. 

Regulus immediately recognised him. It was Remus. He carefully masked his features so he wouldn’t give either of them away. 

“Shit, is that Lupin?” Barty whispered too loudly to Regulus and Evan. 

“Hush,” Regulus said, warning flashing in his eyes. Barty fell silent, and they all watched the scene unfold before them. 

“Mr Lupin. I have heard many things about you. Most of them are not pleasant. I believe, though, it was your intervention that saved our dear Regulus from that beast Moody.” Voldemort paused to allow Remus to respond. Remus didn’t lift his head from the bowed position he’s been left in. He nodded. Voldemort placed a cold hand on the top of Remus’s head. Regulus didn’t know how Remus managed not to shudder at the contact, but he did. “Regulus also told us you wished to join your brothers and sisters and help our cause.” Another nod. Voldemort turned to one of the werewolves standing near him. “What of his companion? I believe he was always seen with the disgraced Black brother.” 

“We left him in an alley. My brothers may have had a little fun with him first. There’s been no sighting of him since. The informant hasn’t confirmed his current status, but they are working on it.” 

Informant? That was new. 

“Shut up!” Voldemort screamed. “CRUCIO!” The man fell to the ground, writhing in pain and screaming at the top of his lungs. The other wolves shuffled nervously while they watched their brother be tortured. 

Voldemort grew bored and released the curse. “Take him and leave.” He spat at the rest of them. One came forward and took hold of Remus’s arm, ready to drag him away with them. “No, no. Leave this one. I wish to speak with him alone. Tell Fenrir I will send word when he can collect him.” The wolves bowed and hurried away. 

Voldemort turned to Regulus and beckoned him forward. He went, leaving Evan and Barty behind. 

“Yes, my Lord,” He said as he bowed low. 

“Watch Mr Lupin here for me, will you? I have some urgent matters I must attend to.”

“Of course, my Lord.” He bowed again before wandering back to the others, Remus following behind. 

Barty clapped a hand on Remus’s back. 

“Knew you’d see sense and join our team,” Barty said loud enough for the whole room to hear. 

It was clever if they showed they trusted him, less would question his loyalty. 

“Well, the other side wasn’t exactly offering me much being a werewolf, were they?” Remus spat on the floor in disgust. He knew how to play this game. Barty howled with laughter and wrapped an arm around his shoulder, walking him towards the kitchen to help themselves to the refreshments. 

Regulus followed them, his mind whirling at the prospect of the information the wolf had let slip. An informant within the Order was bad news. 

When they entered the kitchen, he and Remus made eye contact, and he knew that Remus hadn’t known that either. 

They needed to be careful how they tread from now on until they found the leak. 

Remus stuck close to Regulus for the rest of the evening. Until Voldemort took him into a room by himself, he came out sweating and shaking but still in one piece. He bowed to Voldemort and then came to stand with their small group again. He didn’t say anything, just accepted the wine glass Evan handed him and sipped it slowly. 

“Chin up, Lupin, you’re one of us now,” Evan winked at him. 

Three wolves showed up to escort Remus back to the pack. Evan, Barty and Regulus all shook his hand. Regulus slipped a folded scrap of parchment into Remus’s hand as he shook it. 

Regulus needed to get away and call James. He was waiting, and so was Sirius. He needed to tell Sirius that Remus was all right. He left, only saying goodbye to Evan and Barty before apparating home. 

He sat in the kitchen with the mirror, sat on the table, and spoke to Sirius. 

“Sirius, I saw Remus.” 

James took the mirror back from Sirius’s hands after they’d finished so he could say goodbye himself. 

“James, there’s something else.” He said urgently. James waited for him to continue. “One of the wolves that brought Remus in let it slip that there is an informant in the Order. They’ve been passing information to the death eaters. They’re trying to find out if Sirius is alive or not.” James had gone pale. 

“Shit,” He said. “Are you sure?”

“Voldemort told him to shut up, and then Crucio’d him in front of everyone.” He watched the worry etch itself into James’s face.

“I’ve asked for a meeting with Dumbledore about the other things we discussed. I’ll alert him to this as well. I’ve got to go now, Reg. I’ll call you after I’ve spoken to Dumbledore. Keep you’re head down. I love you.” James smiled at him sadly as the sounds of Sirius’s snuffling filled the silence between them. 

“I love you too,” Regulus whispered as he ended the connection. 

He relaxed into his chair, taking a moment. He thought about the informant, wondering who it could possibly be. A flash of red blinked in his memory, and his blood ran cold. Surely not. She was a muggle-born, after all. 

Next part 

[ittgirl23]

Ok guys, I’m currently working on a Jegulus spy AU fic.

James, Sirius, Remus, Dorcas, Peter, Lily, Mary, and Marlene are gonna be spies for the Order of the Phoenix. (That’s the good side)

Regulus is gonna be part of the pure blood gangs (rosiers, lestranges, blacks. Malfoys) and work at his parents corrupt law firm. He’s also well versed in the spy world.

He’s gonna betray them and come to the good side and take them all down.

Mainly Jegulus, but background Marlily (who are engaged), basically married wolfstar, friends with benefits who become lovers rosekiller, and Dorlene who have a shit ton a sexual tension.

Might even throw in a sprinkle of Peter/Pandora, but I’m not sure.

Minnie will be their boss.

Give me your thought/ideas/opinions

[darkcrowprincess]

Jegulus fic idea:

There needs to be more Regulus as a spy fics. And yes let half his reason for being a spy be because he loves James. Yes of course it's because of the horcrux stuff. But Jegulus is hopeless tragic romantics let them be hopeless tragic romantics. If Lily gets Snape doing that for her, let Regulus do it for James. Also this is mostly my annoyed feelings for Dumbledore not having more spies. Especially slytherin spies. Like bitch you can not have Snape doing all that shit by himself. Slytherins make the best spies for a reason, having another one would definitely not hurt.

[otaku553]

Some more spy x family one piece crossover doodles :)

A fic may or may not be in progress…….

Edit: the fic is posted :)

[sakura-rose12]

The colour wheel challenge I did on twitter! It was such a blast and it was awesome to see characters that people associate with the colours! Thanks everyone!

[starcrossedbrothers]

love the friendship between remus and lily so much. theyre best friends. theyre academic rivals. theyre sarcastic bookworms. theyre meaner than anyone expects and sneakier than anyone gives them credit for. theyre the motivated meets fully done prefects. theyre the brother and sister the other never had

[realhumanithink]

My heart has a special place for those who lost loved ones in a war. Where did this come from? The FUCKING STORIES

[dreamyeuphoricll]

Actresses who look so much like Yor❤️

[gurikajis]