#james poter fanfic

[brokenmenswhore]

Hi! I see you wrote that you’re going to start writing for Marauders? I was wondering if maybe you could write a fic where the reader is dating one of the boys and they keep doing stuff in front of the others, and the others are all frustrated and horny? You can decline if you want!

don’t look | poly!marauders

pairing: poly!marauders x fem!reader, remus lupin x fem!reader

warnings: smut (MDNI 18+), voyeurism, language

part 2

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Remus was never shy around his friends, but he wasn’t decent, either. He didn’t understand what the big deal was about fucking you when they were around. He wanted what he wanted, when he wanted it, and he didn’t care if James or Sirius heard you, as long as they didn’t look.

He started touching you when they were around, causing you to blush and push him off of you.

“Relax, Y/N, they don’t care,” he said.

“I care,” you retorted, “you aren’t gonna rub me off in front of everyone in this dorm room.”

“Why not?” he pouted, continuing his actions no matter what. It felt too good to stop him, and besides, what did you have to be ashamed of? You always spoke of sex positivity, and it isn’t anything the other boys haven’t heard before.

When Sirius and James started to hear your whimpers, they looked over at you from their beds, and Remus glared at them.

“What the fuck are you two looking at?” he asked, slowly inserting a finger into your hole.

“Fuck do you mean?” James asked, “you’re fucking her in front of us.”

“Doesn’t mean you’re allowed to see her like this,” Remus replied, and that was enough to make it clear to the boys that they were not to look at you when they heard Remus work you up.

But there you were, spread eagle on the couch, Remus’s tongue inside of you while his thumb circled and flicked at your bud.

You couldn’t stop the moans that poured out of your lips, your hands pulling at Remus’ hair, causing him to moan into your hole.

“Shit, Rem,” you sighed out, whines and whimpers filling up the room.

Sirius was sat across from you, trying his hardest to keep his attention on the books in his lap.

You let out a particularly filthy moan, and Sirius couldn’t help but sneak a peek. You threw your head back, your chest rising and falling rapidly. He thought you looked so pretty.

Remus had his back turned to Sirius since he was kneeling on the floor in front of you, so Sirius saw no issue in keeping his gaze on you.

Remus ate you like a man starved, gripping your thighs to keep them open as you pushed his head closer to your cunt.

Your moans were growling louder, and you were completely unashamed of it. “Rem!” you squealed as the feeling grew and grew.

You tilted your head down to watch Remus eat you, and your eyes caught Sirius’ on the way down. He was looking straight at you. You thought about maybe signaling to Remus, but you honestly didn’t care. “Don’t look” was Remus’ rule, not yours, and besides, Sirius was hot.

You whined as you stared Sirius, Remus’s fingers moving faster and faster as you began to clench around his tongue. Your high hit you like a train, and you fought to keep your eyes open and trained on Sirius.

Sirius shifted in his seat, clearly uncomfortable in his pants, as he watched you come and then come down from your high. Your breathing started to still and Remus looked up at you, noticing you staring forward. He whipped his head around, making direct eye contact with Sirius.

“Sirius!” he screamed.

Sirius shot up and leaped over the couch, running out of the room as Remus chased him.

[oneawkwardwriter]

So High School

pairing: James Potter x fem!reader warnings/tags: none except some teeth rotting fluff, possibly inaccurate Quidditch team (I didn't know everyone's positions), allusions to suggestive content?, no use of Y/n summary: just James being an absolutely amazing boyfriend totally not self-insert what- a/n: and thus begins the saga of me taking Taylor Swift songs and turning them into stories about fictional characters. Don't even act like you're surprised, you shouldn't be by now <3 Also, I've been wanting to write for James but couldn't get it right, so a little thank you to Miss Taylor for making this possible wc: 0.8k

"And another goal made by Gryffindor chaser James Potter!" Remus shouts into the microphone while he reacts to the latest Quidditch match between Gryffindor and Ravenclaw. "That is three in a row for Gryffindor. Sorry, Ravenclaw, it seems like you'll have no chance of winning today, better forfeit already-"

He is cut off by Professor McGonagall taking the mic out of his hands, "Don't get forget to stay objective, Mr. Lupin," She says, just loud enough for the microphone to pick it up, but the crowd is too busy cheering to hear it.

James does a victory lap on his broom, flying close to the crowd. When he comes close to your section, he sends a quick wink in your direction. You lightly chuckle and roll your eyes when a couple of first years nearly faint from being so close to their unrequited hallway crush.

Not that you can entirely blame them, seeing as you yourself still can't shake the giddy feeling of butterflies whenever James wraps his arms around you. Sure, you'd been dating for about half a year, but somehow he still managed to make your heart skip a beat.

Not long after, the match is over when Marlene manages to catch the Snitch. Louds cheers erupt once more from the spectators on the stands, and soon enough, they're running onto the field to greet the victors.

You're pulled along in the flood of people, practically carried towards the field until the crowd parts for the Gryffindor team. You smile as you lock eyes with James, who practically storms right at you before trapping you in a bear hug, slightly lifting you off the crowd.

"That was amazing!" You say as you wrap your arms around his neck, kissing his cheek. "You did so great out there."

"Only because my lucky charm was in the stands," James replies, burying his face in your neck as he grins, "Couldn't have done it without you cheering me on." You chuckle, knowing arguing against him would be pointless even though you know he's a great player whether you're there or not.

The celebrations continued in the Gryffindor common room, the firewhiskey flowing while people cheered, laughed and talked to each other. Throughout the entire night, James held you practically glued to his hip: always an arm around your shoulders or waist, kissing the top of your head or your cheek.

"-And then Mary fired that Bludger at the Ravenclaw Seeker, and I ducked down for the Quaffle, and then-" James rants about the game, completely caught up in his story.

"Remember to breathe, James. We don't need you passing out," Remus says, making everyone laugh and James shake his head.

"Oh please, as if I could breathe when this one here takes my breath away the entire time," James quips, "Not that I mind, though. I'd gladly pass out if it meant you sitting next to me in the hospital wing."

"James!" You exclaim.

"What? It's true," He responds shamelessly as he shrugs, making the others shake their heads and chuckle.

As if you weren't already glued to his side, James pulls you even closer to him, making you laugh when his breath tickles the nape of your neck.

"Oh come on, can you two act even more like high school sweethearts? We're getting cavities from looking at you " Sirius groans, to which you only raise an eyebrow and reply with, "That's rich coming from the guy who had his tongue down his boyfriend's throat less than a minute ago."

"I don't see the relevance of you pointing that out, but alright," Sirius replies with mock-ignorance as he sits close to Remus, who nuzzles his face in Sirius's nape and softly smiles.

As the night progressed, the firewhiskey started to take over your systems, making you a bit more bold and unfiltered.

"You know, sometimes I still don't understand how we got together," You say, slightly slurring your words as you look at James.

"Oh god, here we go again," Sirius sighed, turning to Remus, "James is going to confess his undying love for her again."

"Hey, I can't help it that this perfect angel walked into my life, you have Remus to blame for that," James shrugged as he kisses your cheek for the millionth time that night.

You and Remus had been friends ever since first year, finding companionship in your shared love for literature and classic history. James swears he fell for you when you were rambling about the works of some ancient philosopher, claiming that you could light up an entire city with the energy you put into it.

"Well, I don't know about perfect angel, but thank you anyway," You say, resting your head on James's shoulder as you whisper in his ear. "I love you, James."

"I love you too, love."

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[themessedupsonata]

You will be my world.

James Potter x Fem!Reader

Summary: James Potter never liked how the Autumn made everything seems so unsightly and boresome. That was until you steal his heart and make him change his mind about the autumn.

Word Count: 1.8k

Warnings: none, just tooth-rotting fluff. A slight mention of the first wizarding war, maybe?

A/N: Actually, my favourite season is spring, but I love the song ''we fell in love in october'' and I just couldn't stop myself from writing this.

James Potter hated autumn.

He loved summer because he could feel the sun kissing his skin and making him feel alive. Spring was the perfect time for him to gift his mom flowers and watch nature's beautiful cycle where animals found their mates. Winter was synonymous with Christmas (James' favourite holiday) and it was when he could play with his parents in the snow.

Autumn was just three months of sheer boredom. Nothing special happened in the Autumn. Everything was so… unsightly.

That was until he met you.

It was the middle of October and James' least favourite season was in full swing. Most of his neighbours were adults without children, leaving him with no one to play with for nine years, but that all changed that year when a moving truck pulled up in front of the house next to his with a car right behind. A couple got out of the car with a… Child.

A child his age.

James immediately turned away from the window and was already pulling on his coat to leave the house to greet you when Fleamont Potter stopped him.

''We live in a Muggle neighbourhood, Jamie, and you still don't know how to control your magic very well. I'll invite them to afternoon tea and we'll find out if they're wizards.''

Thank Merlin they were.

The L/Ns were a Muggle-born couple who met through their work at the Ministry of Magic. Their only child, Y/n, had inherited her parents' magic.

They were a very likeable couple and Fleamont and Euphemia quickly made friends with them.

''It's not dark yet, you could go out and play.'' Mrs L/n suggested.

Of course, James was over the moon to finally have someone to play with, but he felt uncomfortable being alone with you because so far you both only exchanged a ''Hi''.

The square that was a few meters from James' house was pretty empty at this time of day. You noticed that, so you suggested the two of you go over there. James happily agreed, but as soon as you turned your back to go down to the square, James scowled. He never went to the square in autumn precisely because everything was ugly. But he agreed because he wanted to please you so that you would like him and become friends with him.

Apparently, you didn't mind the dead look of the leaves on the trees. On the contrary, you seemed to be… Delighted with them.

''There are so many leaves on the ground! We can make piles of leaves to jump on!'' You suggested excitedly.

The idea didn't seem too unpleasant, so James nodded.

He never knew jumping in piles of autumn leaves could be so much fun.

The feeling of jumping on top of the leaves to feel their slightly hard texture, but not to the point of being uncomfortable, was strangely cool. For some reason, you two couldn't stop laughing and the banter went on for hours but you both could have sworn you were only playing for a few minutes.

When the two of you finally collapsed from exhaustion onto the floor, still giggling like the kids you were, you started moving your arms and legs. James watched you in confusion until he realized you were making an angel out of autumn leaves. He had never seen anything like that, but it looked fun and he decided to imitate you.

''Your angel looks great, Jamie!'' You smiled at him as you two finished your autumn leaves angels.

Tiredness had made your face redder and despite the slightly chilly temperature, there was a little sweat on your skin. your eyes were bright with teasing and your smile was so beautiful that James smiled back without even realizing it.

He hadn't realized what a pretty girl you were until that moment, and he felt like an idiot for feeling his cheeks and the tips of his ears heat up.

The moment was interrupted by James' mother, who said that it was time for you both to go home and that there would be plenty of time to play tomorrow.

James couldn't wait.

***

He had been looking for you all afternoon.

Until he finally remembered about your favourite tree and James felt stupid for not thinking of it sooner.

There you were, exactly where he'd assumed you would be, sitting against the big oak tree at the back of Hogwarts grounds reading a book.

''This one is new, isn't it?'' James asked, moving closer to you.

At age 13, you were both in the growing-up phase. This meant that James was a lot shorter than you and you never stopped teasing him about it.

''Yes Jamie, I started this one today because I finally finished Animal Farm yesterday.'' You replied, patting the space beside you on the floor for James to sit down.

''What is your new book about?'' He questioned as he rested his head on your shoulder.

He let you talk animatedly about your book while he was lost in thought without you noticing. He admired the orange and red tones of the leaves of the trees that made a strange but beautiful combination. He closed his eyes for a few seconds to feel the wind ruffling his hair even more and letting the slight chill envelop his soul. All this while he enjoyed the sound of his favourite person's voice.

You've been inseparable since that day in 1969. You played together daily. Your families travelled together and you studied at Hogwarts together. You were his best friend and he could never thank you enough for coming into his life and making everything more colourful.

But last week, he overheard a conversation between Dorcas and Marlene (He knew it was wrong to listen to other people's conversations, but the topic really caught his attention).

Dorcas spoke passionately about soulmates. How two people were born to meet and complete each other. How a soulmate could make you see the world more beautiful and make your heart feel at peace just being close to your soulmate. Soulmates could live a thousand lives without forgetting the comfort and love that the other made them feel.

It was then that James Potter knew.

You were his soulmate.

But he was too embarrassed to tell you. He wanted you to think he was cool, just like Peter, Sirius and Remus did.

Maybe you would think he was silly for being so sensitive when it came to you.

But one day he would tell you. You were his safe haven and damn him if he never told you that.

***

A war was approaching.

Very soon, a threat would come to terrorize the wizarding world and James feared for everything he loved daily.

His life, because James had dreams and plans and he wanted to try harder every day to be a better person.

His parents, who always had only given the best for James and provided him with a wonderful childhood that he would always be grateful for.

His friends, who stood by him in the good times and made him come to his senses when he was acting like an idiot. Who made him smile and taught him a lot about life.

You.

He didn't want to think about it too much.

Due to the thousands of thoughts plaguing him, James had been having trouble sleeping properly. Usually, he admired the stars in the astronomy tower, but today he decided to take a different route.

Just to end up finding you.

He knew how the threat to the Muggle-borns lives was being very difficult for you. And despite knowing how strong you were, he desperately wanted to take you in his arms and protect you from the cruel world that didn't understand that you were an extraordinary person who was so much more than a ridiculous blood status.

''Couldn't sleep either, Y/n/n?'' He asked quietly so as not to startle you.

You took a deep breath before answering.

''No, Jamie. I wasn't able to.''

You were sitting on a small hill, which was covered with orange leaves. You repeated your habit of patting the vacant space beside you and James sat down next to you.

''You know I'm going to die before I let anything happen to you or your parents, right?'' He stared at you, his face as serious as ever.

''Don't say that. Please… Don't say that.'' You started to cry.

James pulled you closer and you immediately buried your face in your best friend's chest and wrapped your arms around him.

He rested his chin on your head and stroked your back, letting you get it all out.

When you finally calmed down and pulled back a little (Just enough to look him in the eyes. You weren't quite ready to leave James' arms) before muttering.

''Thank you for always being there for me, Jamie. You're the best.''

Suddenly, the handsome boy with glasses grinned devilishly before attacking you with tickles.

That was a terrible habit he always had. From childhood, he would start tickling you whenever you were feeling down. He had learned to control himself over the years, but that bizarre nature of James was still there.

You immediately broke free of his grasp and started running while laughing at the ridiculousness of the situation. James was laughing like crazy as he chased you and unfortunately you didn't stand a chance against him. Now you were both adults and James was much taller and stronger than you.

James threw himself at you, but you tripped and that's how you both ended up on the floor. Your chests pressed against each other and his lips were just inches from yours.

''Y/n/n… Can I kiss you?'' He asked with something glinting in his eyes.

You were completely frozen by the wonderful and at the same time torturous closeness because it still wasn't enough. His hazel eyes has always been your weakness and you could spend eternity admiring James Potter. But a few seconds later, you finally processed the words of his question and responded by pulling him by the back of his neck so that his lips finely met his.

***

If James had told his version of 10 years ago that his favourite season was autumn, little James would have laughed in his face.

But that was an undeniable truth.

He met you in an autumn, fell in love with you in an autumn, finally got to love you in an autumn, and now he was making you his wife.

In an autumn.

Despite all the devastation the war was causing, he found peace and genuine joy today. Watching you walk down the aisle in a beautiful white dress, looking like an angel, while promising to spend the rest of your life with him.

James Potter loved autumn.

And he could never thank you enough for that.

[spellbound-darling]

I CRAVE fic recommendations now.

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need a James Potter-centric fanfic with a strong plot. Right now it doesn't have to be long; it doesn't have to be super romantic or anything. I don't even care if he's in love with Lily or Regulus. Okay, just give me a James Potter fic. I want something where like the group thinks they know him but they don't. like either he's super sad or he's super badass, or maybe he just does something that seems totally batshit nuts or super sad. I don't care, just I need to fix.

[soupyloopyx]

janes: remmy just said “bloody mary” janes: whut does that mean Gingerr: It means you’re dumb janes: fuck off u british people are weird Gingerr: YOU’RE LITERALLY MORE BRITISH THAN ME janes: UM ACTUALLY IM 1/8TH GERMAN SO Gingerr: I’M A QUARTER SWEDISH janes: ........... im 1/8th german Gingerr: Go to Tesco janes: yes my love <3 Gingerr: Die janes: no my love <3

[mischievousmoony]

Side Effects May Include || pt. II

Pairing: James Potter x Reader 

Summary: After snagging Veritaserum from Slughorn’s office, Sirius is convinced he has concocted the perfect prank for his next victim, you. And what better way to start the day than revealing all your true feelings about your friends. 

Warnings: none, unless being cliche counts 

Masterlist 

Part I // Part II

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You furiously wiped away your tears as you searched the library for Remus. You hated that you were crying. You hated that it was because you were embarrassed and humiliated. 

But you probably hated Sirius and Peter most of all. Mostly Sirius, because this so-called prank was just his style and you knew it was all his idea. 

“Remus.” You called once you saw him hunched over a transfiguration textbook with Lily.

When he turned around he was smiling, but that quickly changed when he saw the state you were in. 

Remus sprung up from his chair and soon his arms were around and you were led to sit down.

“Hey, hey, you’re okay. What’s wrong?” He asked in a gentle tone.

Having to relive your humiliation seemed to make you cry more, which only increased your hate for Sirius since you despised crying. Especially in front of others. 

But as much as you didn’t want to explain the veritaserum was still in your system. 

“I-It was Sirius and Peter–” you hiccuped–“and they used firewhisky! And then James walked in and– oh I don’t want to say it!” You buried your face in Remus’ shoulders. If you hadn’t, however, you would see how angry he looked. 

He took hold of your shoulders and gently pushed you away so he could look at you, “It’s alright, you don’t need to say anything else. Listen, I’ll be back. Just stay with Lily.” And with that, he was gone and Lily had taken his seat. 

Lily didn’t know what to say. Sure, the two of you were friends, but she had no clue what happened with Sirius, Peter, and James and she did not want to say the wrong thing. 

But the peace and quiet allowed you to calm down, and soon you stopped crying and were now just sullenly leaning on Lily’s shoulder. 

“Y/N!” James shouted, earning a “Shh!” from Madam Pince.

Although Lily did not say much to you, she had a lot to say to James. 

“Would you get out of here, James! Haven’t you done enough?” Lily said angrily. 

James shook his head, “N- No it wasn’t- Lily please, let me talk to her.”

Lily frowned, “I don’t know what happened, but you obviously upset her. So no, you can’t!”

“Lily, please, give us a moment,” James begged.

“I’m not leaving.” She said forcefully. 

You sighed, you’d have to talk to James sooner or later, so why not the former, “Lily, it’s fine.”

She looked at you, concerned, “Are you sure?”

When you nodded, Lily gave in and gave you and James some space. 

James didn’t know what to say. He needed to talk to you, but once he was finally standing in front of you he was at a loss for words.

You took his silence as an invitation to speak first, “Look, James, it’s fine if you don’t feel the same way about me than the way I feel about you. I mean it’s not fine, it totally sucks and– shit the veritaserum is still in my system.”

James chuckled and took the open seat next to you, “Y/N, what Sirius did to you was terrible and I promise we’ll get back at him. But first, don’t say things like that, because ironically to your situation, it’s not true.”

You looked up at James, “Sorry, what?”

James chuckled, “Y/N, truth is I like you too. In fact, I have since the beginning of the year.”

Your eyes widened. All you could think was that Sirius must have put some kind of hallucinogenic potion in your firewhisky in addition to the veritaserum. 

“I- I thought you liked Lily,” you said, beyond confused.

“I did, but then I accepted the fact that it was never going to happen. And not pining of Lily made me realize she wasn’t even the one for me. You were.” James explained with complete sincerity.

You shook your head, “But you talk about her all the time.”

James scratched the back of his neck, “In all honesty, I was doing it to see if you’d get jealous. I was being quite stupid.”

You opened your mouth and closed it again, but the words you really wanted wouldn’t come out. So, you looked down at the table and admitted, “No matter how much I try I literally cannot say you weren’t being stupid because you really were. I’m sorry, but it’s true.” 

James erupted in laughter, causing you to giggle as well.  

Taking you by surprise, James gently placed his hand on the side of your face and turned your head to face him. 

Your breath hitched in your throat, “Your awfully close,” you blurted foolishly.

“I suppose I am.” He responded in a whisper.

In a matching whisper you asked, “And is there a reason for that?”

His eyes trailed away from yours and down to your lips, “None other than that I really want to kiss you right now.” 

“So do it.”

With that, he pressed his lips against yours. At first, it was gentle, but as his free hand wrapped around your waist and your hands found themselves in his hair things escalated. 

Your skin exploded in each place he touched, and you melted when he moaned as you tugged on his hair. It seemed you both had put all the passion you could muster into the kiss, and it being very long overdue only added to the fire. 

And soon passion turned into need and the two of you were clinging on to one another as if the pair of you had evolved and no longer needed oxygen as long as you had each other.

Clearly, you were very distracted. You had forgotten where you were and were too involved in the kiss to notice the clicks of a pair of heels becoming louder. 

Much to your horror, it was Madam Pince, “No PDA in the library! That’s ten points. Each!”

You both jumped in shock and all of a sudden you were back in reality. However, as the pair of you quietly laughed at the situation really seemed to be a bit altered in the most positive means. 

“Twenty points from Gryffindor?” James spoke, “Even if she took a hundred, it would still be worth it.”

“Would it?” You asked and James froze, believing you were serious.

“I think it would, but only if you agreed to go to Hogsmeade with me this weekend,” you finished. 

James sighed in relief, “Only if we go as boyfriend and girlfriend.” 

Your heart swelled, “In that case, I think we are in agreement.” And you pressed your lips against his once again. 

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@harrypotterlovi  

Note: a good amount of people were hyped for this but I feel like it didn’t live up to the expectations sorry about that

[ao3feed-snape]

Ficus Strangolatore

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by Tommykaine

(Sequel di "Narciso")

Da quando Harry ha visto Malfoy in quelle vesti, non riesce a togliersene l'immagine dalla mente. Quando troppo potere ed ossessione si concentrano nelle mani di una sola persona, i risultati possono essere pericolosi...

Words: 2010, Chapters: 1/16, Language: Italiano

Series: Part 2 of Piante Pericolose

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Lucius Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Fenrir Greyback, Stebbins (Harry Potter), Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Original Characters, Auror(s), Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Albus Severus Potter, James Sirius Potter, Rose Weasley, Lily Luna Potter, Ginny Weasley

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson

Additional Tags: No Romance, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Rape/Non-con Elements, Sexual Abuse, Crossdressing, Forced Crossdressing, Slut Shaming, Self-Hatred, Sexual Violence, Rape Aftermath, Underage Rape/Non-con, Minor Character(s), Angst, Heavy Angst, Not Happy, Hurt No Comfort, Not Porn But Contains Sexual Content, #Mainagioia The Fanfic, Psychological Drama, Introspection

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[laughingpinecone]

Letter!

There’s all of two ships in this entire signup but I’m cool with any rating for them, and established as well as pining-filled get-together fics.

For everyone else, I love found families, weird happenings, little canon-adjacent situations (consequently: worldbuilding), friendships, exploring all the little things that make each canon unique (so, yeah, worldbuilding). There’s no such thing as a fic that’s too nerdy.

I hope these prompts work for art too, as a hint of how the requested characters could interact. Talking happily, or one consoles the other, or one is tense, or they don’t trust each other, you know?

Bone, art or fic

The Great Red Dragon (Bone) & Rose Harvestar: any interaction would be great! Either way back in the past or closer to the comic's events when she's taking care of her cows. Plot foreshadowing? A casual conversation?

Rose Harvestar & Lucius Down: pre-series missing moment kind of thing? Of the light-hearted variety? I love how they play off each other in the present time and I'd love to see more of that. I also ship them, so feel free to include a romantic spin, but I nominated them as & because I'd like the focus to be on a gen kind of interaction even though there's background canon romance, you know? Some cutesy daily life stuff?

Thorn Harvestar & Rose Harvestar: I'm more interested in them after Thorn learns about her heritage (and sorts out her understandable anger). Is there room in the back half of canon for some bonding? Or what could be a fun little scene after the ending?

Duck Avenger, art or fic

Duck Avenger & Odin Eidolon Duck Avenger & One Duck Avenger & The Raider Duck Avenger & Xadhoom Everett Ducklair & One Odin Eidolon & Lyla Lay Xadhoom & One For all the friendships here (or begrudging friendships, in the Raider's case), I'd like to see a relaxed vignette that allows for more focus on the characters and their relationship than their fast-paced canon. Anything that lets them chill and breath and be themselves. Or fanart showing what good friends they are. Odin being a tease! Donald and One chilling at the DT! The Raider coming to our present for some non-thieving reason! Xadhoom feeling like she's not so alone anymore! Everett and One during their long space travel back to Earth! Odin meeting Lyla in the 23rd century! Xadhoom and One being nerds behind Donald's back! Stuff like that.

Duck Avenger & Solomon Hicks: that's the tricky one. I love how their antagonistic "you're not One!"/"Glad you noticed" relationship was built in Potere&Potenza, but I feel that canon sort of dropped the ball after that and cut their conflict all too soon. I'd love to see anything that explores their complicated relationship, sort of allies at odds trying to understand each other and failing big time?

Odin Eidolon & The Raider: could be 'regular' 23rd century shenanigans, could be set during their wonderful odd alliance at the beginning of Potere&Potenza!

Ghost Trick: Phantom Detective, art or fic

Cabanela & Jowd: anything, always, but I'd love to see some additional interaction during that fateful night!

Cabanela & Memry: hothead underling of hothead boss!

Cabanela & Missile: UNSTOPPABLE DUO. Stubborn and enthusiastic!

Cabanela & Pigeon Man: bickering and supporting each other in all timelines!

Jowd & Lynne: how did young Lynne come to be obsessed with chicken and/or other mentorship stories...

Jowd & Pigeon Man: they were close enough that Jowd left him his coat! So what was their relationship like, either at work or once PM left to go live in a dumpster and study UFOs?

Jowd & Sissel: this fandom can never have enough ghost cat shenanigans. Please. What a good team

Jowd & Yomiel: never enough post-canon bonding between these two either, and also maybe Yomiel paid him a visit during the doomed timeline?

Alma/Cabanela/Jowd: ye olde OT3. Alma and Cabs helping Jowd recover? A beach episode? There's so much post-canon to explore!

Cabanela/Jowd: ye olde OTP, any timeline's good as long as it doesn't lead to Alma getting ignored - she's already dead most of the time, so. Doomed timeline angst, game timeline canon divergence leading to no reset... what would happen if Cabanela HAD gotten to wake up in a hospital after chapter 15?

Kentucky Route Zero, art or fic

Cate & Will: chilling on the Mucky Mammoth or stopping on a new location (from the Act 3 Interlude or completely made up), or catching up with any of the storylines they've witnessed in the game!

Conway & Shannon: I love their quick friendship and their occasional freeform musings, like in the bat sanctuary. Some bonding like that, in an odd corner of the Zero or anywhere else?

Lula & Carrington: James is SUCH a sweetheart and Lula is... Lula. That's an interesting duo and I'd love to see any situation the two of them could've found themselves in. Any time and place works! I love seeing fanfic explore canon locations with different characters and KR0 of course also lends itself to weird new places!

Shannon &J&J: a prospective scenario where Shannon tags along the two musicians? If you get cold feet about Act V jossing it, the fic/drawing could be set during Act IV, with the characters musing about how that would work...

[mischievousmoony]

Side Effects May Include || pt. I

Pairing: James Potter x Reader 

Summary: After snagging Veritaserum from Slughorn’s office, Sirius is convinced he has concocted the perfect prank for his next victim, you. And what better way to start the day than revealing all your true feelings about your friends. 

Warnings: this is my first piece of writing about the marauders so it’s probably not the best… 

Masterlist

Part I // Part II

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“Y/N!” Sirius shouted excitedly as he pounded down the stairs with Peter in tow.

Not expecting to be shouted at so early in the morning, you jumped, knocking into the table in the process. You groaned when your ink bottle shattered, spilling ink not only all over the floor but on your shoes as well. 

“Shit, sorry. Reparo!” Sirius pointed his wand at the broken glass, mending the bottle. He followed his mending charm with a cleaning spell that cleared the ink away.

“What do you want, Sirius?” You asked, annoyance clear in your tone. 

Sirius placed his hand over his heart, mocking hurt, “Hey! I came down here with the intention of giving you a gift and this is how you repay me? C'mon Peter, we’re obviously not welcome!”

“Oh, stop being so dramatic,“ you chuckled, amused.

The pair sat down, Sirius to your right and Peter across from you. “Interested now that I’ve mentioned gifts?” Sirius mused.

“Maybe a little…” You admitted.

“Oh? So you’re using me?” Sirius asked, “You’re lucky I don’t mind, but only because it’s you, Y/N.”

“I’m flattered–” you rolled your eyes–“and impatient. So get on with it!” You joked.

Grinning widely, Sirius lifted his bag to the space between you, holding it open, “Go on, look!”

You curiously peered into the bag, gasping before a smile overtook your features, “Is that firewhisky? Is it real? Where did you get it?”

“Yes, yes, and Hog’s Head. It was easy, really. I snuck out as Snuffles when it wasn’t a Hogsmeade weekend so they weren’t expecting anyone underage—not that many students go there anyway, but still—so they had no idea I was a student… Or that didn’t care, I win either way so neither do I.” Sirius had a wide smile etched on his face, clearly proud of his achievements. Sirius reached into his bag, “So now let’s–”

“Woah, slow down!” You grabbed his wrist, stopping him from retrieving the drinks, “There aren’t any prefects around, are there?”

“Goody Two-Shoes afraid of getting detention?” Sirius teased.

“More like afraid it’ll get confiscated before I get a taste. Either of you have the map?” You asked.

“I’ve got it!” Peter stumbled with the parchment and his wand a bit before reciting, “I solemnly swear I am up to no good,” and tapping the map with his wand. “Well, Remus is in the library–”

“Not that he’d do anything if he caught us,” Sirius joked and you giggled because it was perfectly true.

“–studying with Lily. And Quidditch practice starts soon so the male sixth year and the female seventh-year prefects, who have names I don’t know how to pronounce, are on their way to the Quidditch pitch. And it looks like the other two are monitoring detentions.” Peter finished, looking up at you and Sirius.

“That settles it then!” You removed your hand from Sirius’ wrist and allowed him to retrieve the bottles.

“Ugh! Y/N I dropped my wand by your feet, do you mind?” Peter asked politely. 

“Clumsy as always,” you joked, disappearing under the table to grab Peter’s wand. When you rose from the ground Sirius was holding out and already open bottle for you to take.

You released Peter’s wand and took the bottle in your hand instead, “Thanks,” you said, raising the glass to your lips. “Cheers!” You said, before taking a gulp.

You would be lying if you said it didn’t burn, of course it did, as you never had straight firewhisky before. The first and only other time you had alcohol was in your fifth year, last year. A seventh-year mixed some firewhisky with the punch at the party celebrating Gryffindor’s win of the Quidditch Cup. 

“How’s it taste?” Sirius said, smirking.

“Sour,” you giggled, “Hey, where’s James? Wouldn’t he like some?” you gestured to the drink before you.

“Getting ready for Quidditch practice. Why concerned?” Sirius said, his smirk growing as Peter grinned widely.

“Not really concerned, I just know he’d want in on this.” You explained.

“How very considerate of you, Wormtail and I didn’t even think of that.” Sirius took a sip of his own drink.

“Hmm, well I have always thought you guys weren’t the considerate type.” Your eyes widened in shock. “Uh–” you cleared your throat–”I mean, well, it’s just… um…”

“Oh really?” Sirius smirked, “Why do you say that?”

“You’re a bit selfish, Sirius.” You blurted out uncontrollably. 

Oh my god, you thought. “Not in a bad way! I mean you can’t really be selfish in a good way… but when the time comes I’m sure you’ll do the right thing.” 

“If that’s what you think about me what do you think about Wormtail? Moony?” Sirius questioned. 

“Well, Wormtail does turn into a rat and that kind of says something about his character. Oh god… not that- not that… um, anyways. Moony, on the other hand, he’s a bit brooding but he has his reasons, plus he’s a good friend. If I needed help it’d probably be him coming to my rescue first.” Why am I saying this?

“Ouch, you know that’s a bit harsh. What could have possibly gotten into you?” Sirius said. He and Peter were easily ignoring the hurtful words as they were already well aware Remus was a bit more concerned with the well being of others than they were. Besides, this situation was way too amusing for them to care.

Peter’s eyes flashed at something on the map, nudging Sirius and pointing to something. A devious expression found it’s way on to Sirius’ face.

“And what about James? What don’t you like about him?” It was Peter who asked the questions this time.

“Well, what’s not to like? Alright, he can be a bit self-centered, but with a face like that it’s easy to look over.” You said, gasping once your brain processed your statement. 

Sirius and Peter were beyond shocked. Did they hear you right?

“Y/N,” Sirius smirked, “Do you have a little crush on Prongs?”

“I wouldn’t say little. I’ve liked James since fourth year.” Your hands covered your mouth once you said it. As you were wondering why on Earth you would admit that (especially to Sirius of all people) a crash was heard behind you, attracting Sirius and Peter’s eyes. 

“Running late to Quidditch practice, Prongs?” Sirius said smugly as you turned around and locked eyes with the one and only James Potter, who was frozen in front of a pile of Quidditch gear that tumbled out of his arms. 

“Why the bloody hell would I say that?” You whispered to yourself. You have only told one person, your best friend, so why would suddenly admit it now? To Sirius of all people! Unless…

“Sirius,” you turned back to him, “What the hell did you do?”

Sirius and Peter had tears in there eyes because they were laughing so hard, so naturally, you hit them both on the head to grab their attention. 

“Did you shitheads put Veritaserum in my drink?” You took their laughter as a yes. “Why would you think that was a good idea, you complete idiots! You know, Black, I always thought you were annoying but I didn’t realize you were a complete ass!”

You paused, registering what you said, “Oh god, I’m sorry I… wait, no I’m not! This is your fault! You brought this upon yourself, you bloody idiot!” You brought your hand up to your mouth. 

“I-I’m-I should go.” You said, figuring it was best to leave before you said anything else.

You stumbled as you stood up, nearly running into a still frozen James. You don’t think you’ve ever felt more embarrassed in your life. You focused your eyes on the ground and rushed past him, remembering Peter had seen Remus in the library. 

James, however, didn’t process the situation until after you were long gone. 

“Sirius, Peter, what the hell was that?” He asked, trying to stay calm.

“A brilliant prank that went way better than I thought it would,” Sirius responded.

James was furious, “Are you kidding me? That was what you call a brilliant prank? That was cruel, Sirius! That was a horrible invasion of privacy! Veritaserum is a potion used to make suspects of a crime tell the truth, not a fun prank you use on your friends!”

Sirius rolled his eyes, “Calm down James. Don’t act like you wouldn’t be all for it if I told you about the plans.” 

James was furious, “Maybe if it was a prank on a git like Snape, but not Y/N!”

“Oh c’mon, you should be happy! Your-”

“Sirius! Peter! James! What did you do?” Remus had suddenly joined the conversation looking just as furious as James.

“Now you? What are you mad about?” Sirius huffed.

“Oh, I don’t know. Maybe I’m mad because Y/N stormed into the library crying! I tried to get her to explain but all I could make out from what she was saying was the names Sirius, Peter, and James. She’s with Lily now but-”

“Hold on, did you say she’s crying?” James said but didn’t wait for an answer before he leaped over his pile of Quidditch gear, seized the map from Peter’s possession, and ran out of the common room. 

The idea of Quidditch practice was long forgotten. James only had one thing on his mind, finding you. 

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Next Part

[mischievousmoony]

Doubtful || pt. I

Pairing: Sirius Black x Reader

Summary: An unexpected team-up between you, a Slytherin, and the proud Gryffindors that go by “The Marauders” causes an unexpected relationship between you and the one and only Sirius Black. 

Warnings: none

Masterlist

Part I // Part II // Part III // Part IV // Part V // Part VI

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In the middle of the grounds the gang of Slytherin’s, or as you liked to call them, Death Eaters on Training Wheels had teamed up to taunt a first year from Gryffindor. Word got around that she was muggleborn, so of course the Slytherins felt obligated to put her down. 

Everyone around seemed to take notice of the predicament. Unfortunately for the first year, nobody around was a professor. 

The crowd started with Ravenclaws and Hufflepuffs. There wasn’t another Gryffindor or Slytherin around. That was until five others exited the castle. You, a Slytherin, and four Gryffindors who liked to call themselves the Marauders. 

The Marauders knew it was trouble when they saw the Slytherins with one of the first years they see hang around the common room. When they saw you a few feet in front of them marching towards the crowd, they also saw the green on your tie and jumped to the conclusion that you’d aid to the other Slytherins. 

However they were pleasantly surprised. And even a little bit impressed. 

“How pathetic!” You shouted, clearing a path by pushing some Hufflepuffs apart, “What is it, seven of you against one? I knew the whole lot of you were cowards but c’mon! You need the whole boy band with you when you wanna confront a first year?” 

Avery was quick to respond. “What’s it to you half-blood? Is this hitting home a bit too hard? I know your mother is a mudblood.”

“Don’t you dare say those things about my mum. And don’t say them about her either.” You nodded towards the first year.

The seven of them had now turned away from the Gryffindor to focus all of their attention on you.

“And if we don’t?” Rabastan Lestrange said, pointing his wand at you, “What are you gonna do about it?”

With all seven wands pointed at you, you signaled the first year to leave whilst grabbing your own wand but only holding it at your side. 

“Oh Rabastan, I think I can handle a few cowardly fanboys of an old man whose so self-obsessed he’s dubbed himself ‘Lord’.” Your statement was followed by a gasp of the students in the crowd, anger in the Slytherins expressions, and a smirk on Sirius Black’s face.

“How dare you!” Regulus Black pushed past his six buddies to face you, “How dare you speak of him in that way!”

You shook your head, “Don’t pretend you of all seven of you care the most about that–”

“Say another word, I dare you,” Regulus growled.

To tell the truth you were disappointed in Regulus. You had a short friendship once. But that ended when he started hanging out with the Death Eaters on Training Wheels and eventually became one himself. So you were disappointed, he really didn’t seem like the type. 

You smirked, “–that Machiavellian wannabe dictator.”

For a split second confusion spread across Regulus’ face before he blinked it away and put on a blank expression as he foolishly stood there with his wand pointed at you. It was clear he, nor the other Slytherins, did not know what the word “Machiavellian” meant. 

As Remus Lupin explained the word to his three friends in what he intended to be a hushed whisper, the Slytherins overheard became aware it was, in fact, a negative thing to say.

So Regulus sent a stinging hex towards you. But you were quick and protected yourself with a shield charm. And much to everyone’s surprise you did it silently. You were a sixth year, but you don’t learn how to perform nonverbal spells until next month.

But the Slytherin’s adjusted quickly and all seven of them began firing jinxes and hexes your way.

“Seven against one again?” You called in between shield charms, “Like I said, cowards!”

But even if they were cowards, it was still difficult to duel seven people at once. You couldn’t imagine trying to hex or jinx one of them when you were too busy trying to protect yourself. 

And even when you were putting all your effort in shield charms, Mulciber’s knockback jink still hit you and suddenly you were on the ground.

You thought this would land you in the Hospital Wing, but this time it was you who was surprised. Sirius Black had stepped in front of you and bellowed, “Protego!”

But it wasn’t only him. Potter had his wand pointed at Snape while chanting “Engorgio Skullus”, while Remus was casting jelly legs jinxes at anyone he could. And on top of that, Peter Pettigrew had successfully cast a tail-growing hex on Rosier.  

“No please, lie there while we fight them off!” Sirius shouted at you, snapping you out of your shocked state.

You quickly got back on your feet to duel with Regulus. Of course, it had to be Regulus. Ever since your friendship imploded you two seemed to be quite the enemies. 

You weren’t sure how long the fight went on, but when it did end it ended with a few Ravenclaws bringing the fight to the attention of Professor McGonagall. 

So now, the crowd had dispersed and you, the Slytherins, and the Marauders stood tensely as McGonagall dished out punishments.

“Slytherins! Report to your Head of House!” McGonagall said fiercely and you almost shuddered.

“All except you, Miss. Y/L/N.” She added. 

You froze, eyes widening while thinking, why me, why me, why me?

“To prevent further altercations with your housemates, I see it would be efficient for you to serve detention with the Gryffindors. I will be alerting your head of house.” She elaborated the situation.

“Sorry, Professor. Detention?” Sirius said.

“At three in the afternoon, tomorrow.” McGonagall said, “Now report immediately to your common rooms. I do not want to see any of you get into any more trouble tonight.”

You nodded, walking away from everyone and back to the castle, hoping to reach the dungeons before the Death Eaters on Training Wheels. 

“Hey! Your welcome!” Sirius called as he and his friends raced to catch up with you. 

“I had it.” You responded curtly. 

“Yeah, we could see that. It really looked like you had it considering the way they towered above you as you were helplessly lying on the ground.” Sirius smirked. 

You took a deep breath to prevent you from lashing out, “See you in detention. Black,” You said as you distanced yourself from the Marauders.

“Is that when you’ll dish out the thank you’s that you owe us!” He called as you walked away, and you couldn’t help the small grin that found it’s way on to your lips. 

“Doubtful.” 

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Next Part 

Note: in case you were curious and I didn’t mention everyone, the Slytherin gang consists of Regulus, Snape, Rabastan, Mulciber, Avery, Rosier, and Wilkes

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Ficus Strangolatore

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by Tommykaine

(Sequel di "Narciso")

Da quando Harry ha visto Malfoy in quelle vesti, non riesce a togliersene l'immagine dalla mente. Quando troppo potere ed ossessione si concentrano nelle mani di una sola persona, i risultati possono essere pericolosi...

Words: , Chapters: 1/16, Language: Italiano

Series: Part 3 of Piante Pericolose

Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling

Rating: Mature

Warnings: Rape/Non-Con, Underage

Categories: F/M, M/M

Characters: Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy, Ron Weasley, Hermione Granger, Severus Snape, Albus Dumbledore, Lucius Malfoy, Pansy Parkinson, Gregory Goyle, Vincent Crabbe, Fenrir Greyback, Stebbins (Harry Potter), Tom Riddle | Voldemort, Original Characters, Auror(s), Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Albus Severus Potter, James Sirius Potter, Rose Weasley, Lily Luna Potter, Ginny Weasley

Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter, Draco Malfoy/Pansy Parkinson

Additional Tags: No Romance, Attempted Rape/Non-Con, Rape/Non-con Elements, Sexual Abuse, Crossdressing, Forced Crossdressing, Slut Shaming, Self-Hatred, Sexual Violence, Rape Aftermath, Underage Rape/Non-con, Minor Character(s), Angst, Heavy Angst, Not Happy, Hurt No Comfort, Not Porn But Contains Sexual Content, #Mainagioia The Fanfic, Psychological Drama, Introspection

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