#lucissa fanfiction

[actuallymoon]

me reading a fic where Lucius is portrayed as abusive: ALLEGATIONS!!!! FALSE ALLEGATIONSSSSS!!!!

(Yes, he's a strict parent but he truly loves Draco and wouldn't disown him for being gay or beat him up as a child - as if Narcissa could let that happen)

[skeletonoli]

all I want is more Slytherin focused fics.

I want to see knights of walpurgis.

I want to see the fallout of Grindelwald.

I want to see how Tom Riddle rose to power, how he gained a following.

I want to see how this era dealt with these young marriages and young families.

I want marauders era.

I want to see the back sisters navigate pure blood politics.

I want to see lucissa mentoring Severus.

I want to see Severus navigating pure blood politics as an outsider and how him and many others were groomed into joining the death eaters.

I want to see Lucius and Narcissa's struggle to have children.

I want to see fresh out of war Slytherin.

I want to see Severus Snape becoming a teacher at 20 after watching his friends die, having little to no support system.

I want to see these young Slytherins deal with navigating life and school with parents who are locked up or dead.

I want to see how the attitudes towards Slytherin changes over time, how they become hated and dehumanised.

I want to see lighting era.

I want to see how this new generation of heirs deals with the turbulence of the second wizarding war.

I want the stories of Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott, Blaise Zabini.

I want to see the stories of the women.

I want to see how Pansy Parkinson, Millicent Bullstrode, Tracy Davies and the Greengrass sisters are treated in society.

I want to hear more about muggleborns and half-bloods in Slytherin.

I want to see how this generation of Slytherins were pressured into becoming death eaters and the consequences of this.

I want to hear their stories.

[sweeetooth]

I don't think I'll ever get over him (severus snape)

[crookshanksagentofowca]

Kiss

“I’ve finally decided who I want my first kiss to be with,” Cissy announced proudly one day as the Black Sisters took a stroll around the grounds. Bellatrix and Andromeda both groaned. Since she’d started at Hogwarts, Cissy had made it her life’s mission to get a boyfriend, something neither of her sisters approved of, partly because they still saw her as a baby and partly because they didn’t think anyone was good enough for her.

Their lack of enthusiasm didn’t discourage her whatsoever, nor their mother, who kept sending Narcissa letters going over the pros and cons of every Pureblood family who had a son near her age and offering to brew her love potions—not that she needed such help. Between her own good looks, their family’s reputation, and the names her sisters had already made for themselves at school, she had instantly become the most popular girl in her year and boys swarmed her like bumblebees around the daffodils she was named for. There were a select few she flirted with regularly but with Valentine’s Day fast approaching, she seemed to have decided to narrow down her options.

Not waiting for her sisters to ask, Cissy said, with the air of a show judge picking a prize hippogriff, “Lucius Malfoy!” Bella and Andie groaned again, louder. “That prat?” Bellatrix shouted, kicking the trunk of a tree hard, clearly imagining it was the boy’s head. “I don’t understand why you two don’t like him!” Cissy cried in frustration. “I know why you do like him,” Andromeda grumbled. “It’s just because he looks like you!” “What’s wrong with that?” she replied, her cheeks turning slightly pink. “Mother says I should be proud of my beauty so why shouldn’t I try to find a boy who matches it? Besides, the Malfoys are an excellent family.”

“Auntie Walburga always says noble blood isn’t enough on its own,” Bella said haughtily. “Each family and individual has to constantly strive to prove themselves worthy of that nobility. I don’t see Malfoy doing that.” “He seems to think his mere existence is the greatest thing to ever happen to the world; the way he struts around this place,” Andie added. “But, as far as I can tell, he’s not particularly smart or talented.” “He certainly can’t fly!” Bella burst out. “But he doesn’t realize it. I still can’t believe he tried out for the Quidditch team as a first year and was shocked when he didn’t make it! Pathetic little worm! His tantrum was funny, though, I’ll admit.” “He’s got nothing going for him except his name and his hair,” Andie continued. “Which might be enough for some people, but you can do better than that, Cissy!”

Narcissa stomped her foot, glaring at them both. “You two are just jealous that I’m the youngest but I’m going to have my first kiss before you!” At that, they both burst out laughing. Bellatrix even collapsed on to the ground. “First of all,” she gasped, clutching her stomach. “That’s not even true! Andie’s already had her first kiss!” “That was under mistletoe,” Cissy protested. “It doesn’t count!” “And I’m pretty sure it only happened because Rabastan thought I was you,” Andromeda said. Now it was her turn to blush. “Since he seemed really confused when I tried to talk to him after and he’s been avoiding me ever since.”

“Idiot,” Bellatrix muttered, getting to her feet. “He should have known that if I’d ended up under the mistletoe with him, I’d have slapped him! Which brings me to my second point: I’d rather kiss a dementor than Lucius Malfoy. Or either Lestrange, for that matter.” “So who do you want to kiss?” Cissy asked. “Nobody!” “There must be someone.” “I’ve yet to meet anyone who seems like they’d be worth that. All the boys here are so annoying. I don’t want their disgusting mouths on mine!” “It’s not that bad,” Andie said. “Although it’s not that good, either. Mostly it was just…weird.” Cissy frowned.

“That can’t be right. It’s supposed to be the most magical thing in the world!” “You need to stop reading Mother’s romance novels,” Bella grumbled. “To be fair,” Andie reasoned, “it might feel different if you’re in love. I only kissed Rabastan because I was curious. I wanted to see what all the fuss was about.” “And you found out it’s about nothing! All this rubbish about kissing and courting and marriage is so stupid! I don’t want to end up tied to some useless boy for my whole life and have to change my name and do whatever he says. I’m better off on my own!” “But you have to get married!” Cissy cried. “That’s what everyone says.” “Come on, Ciss, you know what a rule-breaker Bella is,” Andie said with a grin. “If any of us can find a way out of marriage, it’s her!”

“But then how will I be maid of honor at your wedding?” “You can be maid of honor at Andie’s wedding.” “Excuse me,” Andromeda objected, “I’d prefer not to get married either unless I find someone I love.” Narcissa rolled her eyes.

“Well I’ve already found someone I love! Probably. I’ll know for sure after I kiss him.” Her sisters groaned yet again. “You know most people don’t marry the first person they kiss,” Andie pointed out. “You’re a bit young to be deciding who you want to spend the rest of your life with.” “But I really like Lucius! He’s handsome and charming and witty—” “Are you sure we’re thinking of the same Lucius Malfoy?” Bellatrix asked. “Sounds like you’ve met a completely different version of him than the rest of us.” “She might have. If he likes Cissy too, he’s probably been putting his best foot forward,” Andromeda said. Bellatrix scowled.

“Doesn’t matter. Nothing he can do could make him deserve Cissy!” “So who would you want me to date?” Cissy snapped. “Who do you think deserves me?” “No one! There’s no one at this school who’s worthy of any of us!” “Do you think the real reason you hate Lucius is just because I like him and you want us all to never grow up and get married?” There was a moment of silence as Bellatrix’s scowl deepened and Andromeda looked back and forth between her sisters uncomfortably. Finally Bella said,

“It’s not that I don’t want us to grow up; I don’t want us to forget that our sisterhood is more important than anything. I don’t want us to start putting some dumb boy before each other. Growing up doesn’t have to mean getting married.” Narcissa sighed. “Don’t be so silly, Bella! Of course, no boy’s ever going to come between us! But I do like Lucius, and I do want to get married someday. That doesn’t mean I’ll stop loving you!” “Doesn’t it? Mother only visits her family once a year. And we see Auntie Lucretia way less than Auntie Walburga because she’s not a Black anymore. Once you get married, we’ll never see you again!” Cissy shook her head stubbornly. “It will be different for us. We’re not just sisters; we’re best friends and we will be forever! Once we’re grown up, we’ll be able to Apparate, so we can visit each other all the time. Maybe, since you don’t want to get married, you could even live with me and Lucius!”

Bellatrix didn’t look like she thought much of that idea. Andromeda laughed at the look on her face but laid a hand on her shoulder and said gently, “Cissy’s right. We can’t stop her from growing up, but we can grow up in our own way. We don’t have to be exactly like the rest of our family.” Bellatrix considered this. “You two are the most important people in my life. That won’t ever change.” “And we’ll always love you,” Narcissa told her. “But one of the things we love about you is that you don’t try to control our whole lives like Mother and Father do. Please don’t start doing that now.”

“I didn’t forbid you from going out with Lucius. I just said you deserve better!” “Which, to be fair, you do,” Andie put in. “You were thinking about forbidding me though,” Narcissa said. “Or trying to, at least. I can see it on your face. But if our sisterhood is really so important to you, can you please stop thinking less about what I deserve and more about what I want?”

Bellatrix’s mouth twisted unpleasantly. While she functioned as the sisters’ de facto leader, she usually filled that role by making fun suggestions of games they could play and ways they could challenge themselves, which occasionally took some persuasion but her sisters were always happier for having gone along with. Strict rules were their parents’ job, and something Bella struggled against the most of the three of them. She didn’t want to put her sisters through the same thing, potentially causing them to rebel against or resent her.

“Fine,” she said eventually, a sharp edge still in her voice. “You can kiss Malfoy if that will really make you happy. But if he ever hurts you—if he even so much as breathes the wrong way around you—I will rip him limb from limb, drag his body into the Forbidden Forest and feed it to whatever creature comes fastest at the smell of blood.” Andromeda, who usually frowned whenever Bellatrix’s threats got too violent, nodded solemnly in agreement this time. To both of her sisters’ surprise, a wide smile broke out on Cissy’s face. “Good!” she said cheerfully. “It’s nice to know you’re looking out for me!”

@black-sisters-microfic

This was supposed to be short and funny and ended up long and kind of sad. Oh well!

[justhinako]

Chaser!Narcissa x Nerd!Lucius

It was actually Narcissa Black who first showed interest between the two, as a proper lady born from the Black family she cannot do more than give a hint at the nerdy pureblood Lucius Malfoy, who's focused seems to be only to his political books. Weeks and weeks of trying, but Lucius still hasn't noticed. She's done everything there is in the books! No, she needs to up her game. If there was one thing about the Blacks, it's that once they set their eyes on someone, there's nothing that will stop them from having that person.

Narcissa with her determination to get the Lucius Malfoy decided that right after their game against ravenclaw. She—Narcissa Cassiopeia Black, will corner Lucius. And she did, she pushed the Malfoy heir inside a broom closet. Still wearing her quidditch uniform, hand on her hips. Then said;

"You're going to court me, or else I will." She gave him a look, smiled then kissed him on the cheeks. Then left.

"Is she... insane?"

From that day on, Lucius' would walk in and notice her, then blush.

[xoxothesubwayfugitive]

Juno on ao3 - lucissa (nsfw)

"Are your parents waiting up for you?" he asked, breathless. She shook her head.

"They don't care."

"Then let's go to bed. Let me have you in my bed. I want to see your body."

“You can take my dress off here." He hesitated with hands on the hem. "Please."

"I feel like it should be nicer than this," he protested.

"Lucius…I know this isn't how you would act normally in this situation. Don't treat me differently."

"You are different," he breathed. "I have to be better…"

Narcissa began to struggle out of the dress herself, and he had no choice but to help her pull it off over her head. She wasn't wearing a bra, and she didn't seem particularly shy about it. Her arms draped back around his neck, giving him what felt like no choice but to lean forward and put his lips just on the swell of one of her breasts. Her hands dug into his hair and pulled him closer. Her hips began to buck against his.

"I'm not so fragile, Lucius," she whispered. "Or innocent."

He answered that by pulling a nipple into his mouth, gently rolling his tongue around it while tightening one hand at the bend of her hips, digging his fingers into the folds of her underwear. Teasing at pulling the waistband. She gasped against him, and then made the most beautiful little whimpering noise.

"I don't know," he said, finally coming back into himself. "Maybe not fragile, but you do seem like the most susceptible little thing. Look at how little I had to do to get you this close to cumming in my lap."

She buried her head in the crook of his neck and nodded, moving ever more frantically against him. It had been years since he had cum in his pants, but it was beginning to feel like a real possibility. Lucius hurried to finish the work she had left incomplete, unbuckling his belt and pulling his pants down just far enough to take out his cock.

"Why don't you show me how badly you want this?" he said, helping her resettle against him, still with the thin sheath of her underwear between them. "I want to see you cum on me, now. I know you want it. You've been falling asleep with your hands down your pants thinking about me, haven't you?"

She nodded against him, and he thought he almost heard something like a sob as her muscles started to tense.

"That's a good girl. You don't have to be quiet. Just make yourself cum all over my cock. Think about how soon I'll be filling you up, every night, again and again…"

read the rest (and a lot of sweet lucissa fluff surrounding it) on ao3 and subscribe for chapter three coming today! The setup is a marriage of convenience between two old friends - who discover quickly that they've been missing out on something wonderful...

[sadbrainhappyjuice]

The tides of change (3633 words) by SadBrainHappyJuice Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Lucius Malfoy/Narcissa Black Malfoy, Sirius Black/Remus Lupin, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy, Theodore Nott/Harry Potter Characters: Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy, Sirius Black, Remus Lupin, Harry Potter, Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy, House-Elves (Harry Potter), Andromeda Black Tonks Additional Tags: BAMF Narcissa Black Malfoy, Lucius Malfoy Being an Asshole, and then, Good Lucius Malfoy, Because of Reasons, wolfstar, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Weasley Family Bashing (Harry Potter), These characters lived because I can't live without them, No Beta, We Die Like Men, Good Narcissa Black Malfoy, BAMF Hermione Granger, Draco Malfoy & Harry Potter Friendship, draco is unhinged, Sirius Black Needs a Hug, Protective Remus Lupin, Fluff and Angst, Groveling Lucius Malfoy, Eventual Smut, Complete Headcannon, Therapy doesn't work for me, So you get this, Dysfunctional families are fun, Moldy Voldy Summary: Narcissa Malfoy (Nee Black) has a secret she's held close her whole life, she has the gift of sight. On the night of October 31st 1981 she receives a vision that will change the course of history.   Or that time where Narcissa stops hiding her gift, is fed up with everyones shit, and handles things her way.

Chapter 2 is now live! I even made a pretty picture to go with it (don't judge the quality I am absolutely not an artist)

If you like a sassy morally grey Narcissa who takes charge you should definitely go check it out

[bullshizztv26]

Illuminated - Chapter 9

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/60565969/chapters/158552551

Summary: The Goblet of Fire lit up again.

Another name flew into Dumbledore's hand.

Or what if some alternate decisions led to a different Triwizard Tournament?

In a cruel twist of fate Draco Malfoy instead of Harry Potter is chosen to be Hogwarts' second champion. Now struggling to survive and without knowing who put his name into the Goblet of Fire, he might just receive help from the person he least expected to help him. Even though he totally doesn't want or need it.

[gold-magpie]

Revealed: Hellebore (T, 1.7k)

Written as part of Wizarding World Writers’ Secret Language of Flowers Quill Quest.

Gorgeous cover art by CarrotTales.

Lucius dropped to his knees as he spoke. The gesture caught her off guard for a moment. She was so accustomed to his form towering over hers.

“You will have my complete devotion.” He promised.

Narcissa takes fate into her own hands.

[actuallymoon]

Potion Gone Wrong 🧪

It started with a contraceptive potion. Narcissa brewed it every month in the secluded quiet of Malfoy Manor, a task as mundane as choosing the day’s tea blend. Lucius never concerned himself with such trivialities, too engrossed in Ministry affairs to consider any potential danger. Until the day everything changed.

The crash had been his first warning. The sharp sound of shattering glass, followed by the hiss of vapour escaping into the air, and Narcissa’s scream, high-pitched and alarmed. Lucius had dashed into the room, wand in hand. He expecting chaos—perhaps an overturned cauldron or some minor explosion. What he found, however, was far beyond anything he could have imagined.

There, amidst the dissipating smoke, stood someone unrecognizable. A man. Towering, broad-shouldered, with jet-black curls spilling down his back; his appearance resembled that of an ancient Greek statue of some long-forgotten deity. 

"N-Narcissa?" Lucius’ voice faltered as he stared, disbelief rooting him to the spot.

The figure blinked, equally wide-eyed, and with a rich, deep, rumbling voice that resonated through the room, replied, “I believe I made a miscalculation.”

Miscalculation didn’t begin to cover it. Narcissa had transformed entirely. She had grown from a petite five foot two to an imposing figure well over six feet tall, all sinew and strength. Her pale blonde locks, once sleek and immaculate, had darkened into a wild cascade of black curls. Her robes hung awkwardly over her new muscular frame, threads straining against the transformation. The sight of her was both unsettling and, inexplicably, captivating.

Lucius, trying to maintain his composure, swallowed hard and managed to rasp out, “I… I see.”

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The hardest moments came at night.

Lucius lay stiffly at the edge of their bed, his body rigid and his nightshirt uncomfortably clingy against his skin. He could hear Narcissa—well, Narcissus now—shifting behind him. The man who had once been his little, delicate wife now took up more than half the bed, with broad shoulders and a new imposing height that made Lucius feel unnervingly small. 

He dared not turn around. Not tonight. His cheeks were already burning from the memory of the previous morning; waking up to Narcissus being entirely way too close. It was something that had made his stomach twist and his heart race in a way that he didn’t want to acknowledge.

“Come here, love,” Narcissus murmured, her deep voice a gentle rumble. “I miss you.”

Lucius froze. “I’m right here.”

“Not close enough,” Narcissus whined, and before Lucius could protest, a strong arm wrapped around his waist, pulling him back into her embrace.

Lucius sputtered. “Stop manhandling me like—like some… some common troll ! This is entirely undignified.”

“Shh,” Narcissus hummed, his breath warm against Lucius’ ear. “You like it.”

“I most certainly do not —”

“Liar.”

Lucius scowled into the darkness, his heart betraying him with its rapid pace. He closed his eyes tightly, willing himself to sleep. But the sensation of Narcissus’ arm curling around his waist, the heat of his chest against Lucius’ back, the solid weight of him that was both foreign and… maddeningly comforting.

He hated how he enjoyed it. He hated that Narcissus was right.

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As the sunlight brightened their room the next day, Lucius swallowed hard, trying to ignore the morning wood pressing against his lower back, and the confusing swirl of emotions that came with it. Was it fear? Was it something else entirely? He could hardly think straight. 

Narcissus was everything Lucius had never wanted in a partner: muscular, big, undeniably male. But in those quiet moments, when he was pulled close, when Narcissus’ breath tickled the back of his neck—he felt safe. And that frightened him more than anything.

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Days turned to weeks. Tension simmered between them like a potion on the verge of boiling over. Lucius kept his distance, burying himself in Ministry affairs and clinging to his routines like a lifeline. It all came to a head one evening.

“Cissa, you wouldn’t believe the incompetence I’m surrounded by,” Lucius snapped as he stepped into the drawing room, his voice sharp with irritation. “Fudge is an utter imbecile, the Aurors are barely literate, and the paperwork—” He broke off, waving a hand in frustration as he poured himself a drink.

He didn’t notice the way Narcissus was watching him, her dark eyes fixed on the exposed line of Lucius’ collarbone where his shirt was undone.

“Lucius,” Narcissus said, his voice softer than expected, but no less commanding. Lucius turned, startled. Before he could reply, Narcissus crossed the room in a few long strides. Without a word, he reached out, his hand cupping Lucius’ cheek.

“What—” Lucius’ protest was cut short as Narcissus leaned in, their faces mere inches apart.

“I’ve been patient,” Narcissus murmured, his voice low, deep and intimate. “But I miss you. I miss us. Please, forgive me for what I'm about to do.” Suddenly, in one swift motion, she grabbed Lucius, lifting him effortlessly and tossing him over her shoulder.

“W-what are you doing?!” Lucius shrieked, his pale hair spilling over his face as he squirmed.

“I’ve waited long enough,” Narcissus growled, striding toward their bedroom. “You’re mine, Lucius, and I’m going to remind you of that.”

“Put me down!” Lucius huffed, although his protests lacked conviction. He was too preoccupied with the way Narcissus’ hand held his thigh so firmly, so confidently.

By the time they reached the bed, Lucius had stopped struggling. As he was unceremoniously dropped onto the mattress, he glared up at Narcissus, trying to summon his indignation. But then Narcissus leaned in—close enough that Lucius could feel the heat radiating from him—and kissed him. It was rough, demanding, and entirely overwhelming.

And, for the first time, Lucius allowed himself to stop running.

⚠️ Smut on chapter 2 ⚠️

This is a gift to the lovely @vawobefanart 💕 I really hope you enjoy it!! Thank you for encouraging me to post it :)

[imtakenbytheview]

𝚜𝚙𝚒𝚝𝚎’𝚜 𝚊𝚜 𝚐𝚘𝚘𝚍 𝚊 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚜𝚘𝚗 𝚝𝚘 𝚝𝚊𝚔𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚙𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚛 by takenbytheview | a Narcissa Malfoy one-shot on AO3

🐍🖤💀👠

The first half of my vigilante sh*t-themed Narcissa Malfoy one-shot is now live on AO3 🖤 My goal was to try for equal parts an origin story remix + character study. It is a love story, but it’s not a romance. I hope I do her justice!

🔗: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55473100/chapters/140768875

𝘖𝘯𝘤𝘦 𝘶𝘱𝘰𝘯 𝘢 𝘵𝘪𝘮𝘦, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘰𝘣𝘭𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘰𝘴𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘪𝘦𝘯𝘵 𝘏𝘰𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘰𝘧 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘚𝘢𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘥 𝘛𝘸𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘺-𝘌𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘳𝘦𝘦 𝘱𝘶𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘭𝘰𝘰𝘥 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳𝘴.

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘳𝘪𝘹, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘭𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘳𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘳, 𝘖𝘳𝘪𝘰𝘯’𝘴 𝘣𝘳𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘴𝘵 𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘳, 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘮𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘤𝘪𝘳𝘤𝘭𝘦 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘰𝘳𝘣𝘪𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘵 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘴𝘪𝘵 𝘢𝘵 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘴𝘪𝘥𝘦.

𝘈𝘯𝘥𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘥𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘭𝘢𝘥𝘺, 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘳𝘦𝘭𝘢𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘮𝘦𝘯 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘶𝘯𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳-𝘊𝘦𝘱𝘩𝘦𝘶𝘴’𝘴 𝘥𝘢𝘶𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘦𝘳, 𝘗𝘦𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘶𝘴’𝘴 𝘸𝘪𝘧𝘦.

𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘕𝘢𝘳𝘤𝘪𝘴𝘴𝘢, 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘢𝘧𝘧𝘰𝘥𝘪𝘭, 𝘥𝘦𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘸𝘯 𝘳𝘦𝘧𝘭𝘦𝘤𝘵𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘶𝘪𝘯.

𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘰𝘣𝘦𝘺. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘰 𝘳𝘦𝘣𝘦𝘭. 𝘖𝘯𝘦 𝘣𝘰𝘳𝘯 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘵𝘩.

[wretchedanddivinee]

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Hello everyone, my names wretched ! I decided to make a masterlist mostly to keep track of my fics and wip's :) if you have any questions my ask's are open !

⋆｡‧˚ʚ currently ongoing works... ɞ˚‧｡⋆

i know what it's like to chase flying by renaming the fall. 6/? [snarrymort]

Because the one thing Albus didn't account for, was Harry becoming Master of Death. He didn't account for Harry learning about Tom Riddle left in an orphanage during WW2, where he was believed to be possessed by the devil. Severus Snape in a house with Tobias Snape, a man who hurt Severus, who abused him for his magic and a mother who could not (would not) leave her husband. He did not account for Harry's will to live, for his vindictive streak. Tags include: Time Travel, Master of Death Harry Potter, Moral Ambiguous Characters, Morally Grey Harry Potter, Albus Dumbledore Bashing, Ginny Weasley Bashing

scarcely can speak from my thinkin' 3/? [snarry, theville]

Neville didn't know how it happened, one moment he's furious and grieving the loss of one of his best friends at the battle of Hogwarts; All he can see is red as he cuts off the head of Voldemort's pet snake. The next he's waking up, that moment in the battle feeling like a fuzzy memory; It makes no sense, yet when he looks around he can see the telltale signs of his childhood bedroom *** Harry knew where he was the moment he regained consciousness, the very air itself felt different, the lack of magic was apparent. He was back in his cupboard, he knew he was coming here, but that didn't change the intense mix of emotions being back here brought up. If Death was to be believed though, he wouldn't be in the Dursley's care long enough for it to matter; For today was the day he was to receive his Hogwarts letter, only a week before his birthday. Tags Include: Time Travel, Master of Death Harry Potter, Slytherin Harry Potter, Heir of Slytherin, Black, Potter and Peverell Harry Potter, Neville Longbottom & Harry Potter are Godbrothers, Dark Harry Potter, POV Harry Potter, POV Neville Longbottom, Anxious Neville Longbottom, Anxiety

all i've ever done is hide 1/? [gen]

Severus has lived life on a precarious tightrope, constantly pushed and pulled between two masters, never knowing peace. What happens when after Albus’ revelation, and subsequential death, he decides that enough is enough? What happens when he decides the risk to Harry's life is not worth the reward? He finds a way, nay- makes a way- to go back in time, of course. Tags Include: Time Travel, Severitus, Severus Snape Adopts Harry Potter, Lily Evans Potter & Severus Snape are Siblings, Severus Snape-centric, Kidfic

laugh when it sinks in 1/? [snarry]

For the last time the Goblet turned green pulsing bright and ominous, sparks flashed and the stream of light left the last piece of paper to float down into Dumbledore's open hand. "The Hogwarts champion is," Dumbledore pauses a beat longer than when he had announced the previous Tournaments champions, his eyes scanning the paper and then flying towards Severus. A feeling of unease washes over him in that moment, because there is absolutely no way— "Severus Snape." Distantly Severus is aware of the sound of clapping and hollering in the background, but he can't really hear it. All he hears is s̴̘̣͍̦͑̒̓̃͆̓t̷̥̑͛ā̷̢̮͇͓̝̇̆̽̽͂t̶͎͓̠͙̹͐̔̒̿̌̍i̸̲̙͖͍̰̍̎c̵̯̜̳̬̫͂̍̓̆ Tags Include: Time Travel, Dimension Travel, Marauders Era, 1976, Alternate Universe - 1970's, Triwizard Tournament, Triwizard Tournament Hogwarts Champion is a Slytherin, Triwizard Tournament Happens Differently, Professor Harry Potter, Master of Death Harry Potter, Sugar Daddy Harry Potter, Young Severus Snape, Role Reversal, Post-Sirius Black's Prank on Severus Snape, Severus Snape-centric, POV Severus Snape

𐙚⋆.˚ one-shots ―୨୧⋆ ˚

it's better the hell we choose than the heaven where we were born wrong. 1/1 [gen, lucissa]

a fic based on plushybuttons headcanon on tumblr. "Narcissa and Lucius tried to sneak a first-year Severus Snape into Hogsmeade by making him cling to Narcissa's torso and hide him under her cloak. She claimed she was pregnant to Slughorn before they were about to leave. Severus lost his grip and fell out of her cloak. "Oh," Narcissa said, "I have given birth." "He looks just like us." Lucius chimed in. Snape was not snuck into Hogsmeade." except in this one he gets to go into Hogsmeade because I want some happy fluffy family feels. Tags include: Young Severus Snape, Young Narcissa Black Malfoy, Young Lucius Malfoy, Marauders Era, Fluff, Family Fluff, Family Feels, Hogsmeade, Family Bonding

a prayer in perfect piety 1/1 [snack, wolfstarprince]

He wanted to lay an alter at the feet of Severus and pray like the sinner he was. Pray that everything he had done would be paid back in kind, and then maybe he could rest with their relationship built anew. He didn't know what would come of it, but he knew that he would never be the same.  Tags include: POV Sirius Black, Severitus, Lily Potter Evans & Severus Snape are Siblings, Sirius Black Free from Azkaban, Canon Divergence

That's all I've posted so far on ao3 ! Its a lot of Harry Potter right now but I'm actually in quite a few fandoms !

More works to come in the following fandoms at some point (bc i am a multifandom trash panda):

anime

assassination classroom bnha/mha death note haikyuu one piece yuri on ice!!

dcu

batman/batfam superman/superfam flash justice league

mcu

agents of shield ironman/avengers daredevil spiderman venom xmen

movies

harry potter the hobbit the old guard twilight

tv shows

atla criminal minds good omens hannibal hawaii 5-0 merlin ncis sherlock stranger things suits teen wolf the witcher 9-1-1

i am also a multishipper but i do have my fav ships, if you wanna talk about them shoot me an ask !

[emmalouisefanfiction]

𝕊𝕡𝕚𝕔𝕖𝕥𝕠𝕓𝕖𝕣 𝟚𝟘𝟚𝟜 𝔻ℝ𝔸𝔹𝔹𝕃𝔼

𝕄𝕀ℝℝ𝕆ℝ 𝕐𝕆𝕌

Summary:

He was lost to her. But that didn't mean Narcissa Black Malfoy couldn't still enjoy her husband.   For The Writing Heirs of Slytherin Spicetober challenge on Discord. Twentieth prompt: Fantasy

Notes:

Bit of a sad one with the sexy times. Enjoy. :3

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The Mirror of Erised stood, ornate and rustic before her. A reminder of times lost. Of her husband now dead and gone. Lost to her. Even as she found new lovers, Lucius Malfoy would always be her own fantasy.

Narcissa sighed, rubbing her fingers along the sheen of the reflection. Of a younger version of herself and Lucius back when life was far more carefree. When Voldemort was not in their lives. When they had a young son they both adored, and who adored them.

Lucius was behind her mirror self, hands trailing over the younger Narcissa, tugging at her dress, a wicked smile on his face.

“Oh Lucius,” Narcissa whispered in sync with her mirror self. “Don’t stop.”

She touched her reflection’s bodice, trailing her fingers along where Lucius’s hands met her body, dancing where his skin would be scorched with desire.

His cock was already full and magnificent. Twitching to be a part of her once more. His eyes are dark with need. She watched on in wistful memory as her fantasy played out. He laid her mirror self out on their bed, deftly removing the last articles of clothing, peppering kisses along her sensitive areas. 

Narcissa pressed her palm flat against the magical mirror, sighing when her doppelganger sighed. Begging for more of her husband’s cock as he rammed inside of her. She loved it hard, soft, loving, dominant; every other way conceivable. He was Lucius. That was all that mattered.

She fingered her own cunt as Lucius sucked on her mirror self’s breasts. Hands exploring as he kept a steady and demanding pace inside of her.

When it was over, Narcissa touched her cheek in surprise. She’d been crying.

[dreadfulpears]

"I don't need to be saved!"

Chapter 4 of Flawless up now <3

[non-binary-star-system]

I've started a new multiple chapter fanfic a few days ago. It's going to be WILD. Like, literally.

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