#priest Remus can GET IT

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Here’s my take on Dear Your Holiness by the ever talented @mollymarymarie

This might be my fav wolfstar fic ever and I wanted to pay homage to my catholic raised self with a sacrilegious bind 😂✝️

Bible theme inspo from my dear friend Amanda.

Typeset created by yours trulyyyy.

Cross cutout was a bitch but so worth it for that gaudy look, yea?

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[consciouscarrot]

day 11 - medical kink/doctor x patient [r.lupin]

remus lupin x fem!reader

content warnings; dub/con, innocence, abuse of power (remus), so many pet names, vaginal fingering, p in v, basically ‘hysteria’, very unrealistic loss of virginity (next to no pain mentions, remus doesn’t go slow etc), r thinks she’s been wetting herself slightly but she’s just horny and wet lol, age gap (r is 18, remus’ age is undisclosed but he’s a licensed doctor)

notes; (unintentionally) the longest fic i’ve even written by far, oh my god my thumbs hurt. all likes, comments and reblogs much appreciated. as always mdni

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you’d been guided into the empty room at the doctors office by the bored receptionist, her muttering something about the doctor joining you soon, and to take a seat.

it had been a few minutes since then, you were sat carefully on one of the patients chairs, grasping nervously at the cross hanging between your breasts. the ticking of the clock only amplified your nerves, leg bouncing as you stared at the door, imaging all the ways this appointment could go wrong.

you jumped when the door opened, doctor lupin walked in, smiling widely as he shut and locked the door behind him.

“hello, it’s lovely to see you again, y/n,�� he sat down at his chair, not taking his eyes off of you.

you nodded along, not trusting your voice just yet, nails now digging into your bare thighs, skirt shifting higher up your legs.

“now, i was told that you’d been having some female problems, could you tell me more about that?”

avoiding eye contact, you chewed on you lip before attempting to explain your embarrassing situation, “i- um, i’ve been having some- some weird feelings, y’know uh, down there,” you mumbled.

“okay, how long has this been going on for, hm?”

“a few weeks, maybe. it’s- it’s on and off though, not all the time,” what you refused to mention, was that whenever you were experiencing these feelings, was when you were thinking about your hot new doctor.

“yeah? so around the time that i saw you last? why didn’t you mention anything then, sweetheart? it seems to be bothering you an awful lot,”

oh my gosh, this was the most mortifying moment of your life. how on earth were you supposed to tell him that the weird sensations only started happening since you met him.

you’d had to change doctors after you moved house, still living at home with your parents, and had met dr lupin for a standard checkup. you’d instantly become a stuttering mess- much like you were now- at how attractive he was.

you weren’t sure how to answer his question, cheeks flaming, and almost sighed in relief when he clearly pitied you enough to ask something different.

“do you think you could describe what the weird feelings are like, honey? are they painful?” he asks, face twisted in concern.

“no they don’t hurt, it’s like- tingly, i think. feels throbby and uncomfortable. it um-,” you shifted in your seat, eyes locked on your mary-jane clad feet.

“it’s okay, take your time,”

“it makes me pee a little, i keep having to change my- my underwear,” you eyes began to sting in humiliation, knowing that if your parents found out that you’d been wetting yourself at the age of 18, they’d never speak to you again.

“sh, sh there’s nothing to be embarrassed about. are you sure it’s pee? or is it thicker, maybe a clearish-white?”

“yeah, it’s just like that, and it’s sticky too,”

“i think i know the problem, y/n. it’s easily treated, but you’ll need regular treatments with me to keep it contained, okay?” he wheeled his chair closer to his desk, typing something in his computer, nodding when you meekly said okay.

you were beyond relieved that you were going to be okay, that you wouldn’t have to confess your sins to the priest and your parents, that you could be cured by your nice doctor.

“alright, i need you to fully undress, get into this gown and lay down on the bed for me, then we can start the first session,” he gave you no room for arguments, handing you a pale blue hospital gown and turning back to his computer.

you shuffled over to the bed, slowly undressing and blanching at the thought of him seeing you borderline naked. your family were very christian and at a young age you had promised to never ruin yourself, especially not before marriage. you’d never been allowed any boyfriends growing up, always heavily punished if you’d been caught even looking at a boy for too long.

you’d since learnt your lesson, only having girl friends, steering clear of anyone outside of the church and keeping your head down in public. the idea that dr lupin would be seeing you down there, was enough to bring you close to tears.

you peered over your shoulder periodically, nervous that he’d turn around and catch a peep of your bare skin.

slipping into the gown, you climbed onto the bed, laying back as you called out to him that you were ready.

you watched dr lupin set up, snapping on his gloves and sanitising various terrifying looking equipment on his metal table.

“just need you to pop your feet in the stirrups, lovely girl,”

you carefully did as he said, legs spread wide and feeling oh so vulnerable, but terribly scared of disappointing him. you hated it, but a small part of you was loving the way his hands gripped your ankles when he strapped you in, murmuring reassurances about it being for everyone’s safety, thumb stroking along your delicate skin.

eventually, he stood between your legs, blue gloved hands hovering above your private parts, “is it okay if i start? i’ll need to touch you.”

you nodded your consent, breath hitching as he made contact with your very inner thigh, fingertips sliding closer to where the problem originated, his eyes never leaving the area.

“are you having those feelings now? you’re all wet, love,”

a tear finally slipped free, cooling your burning cheeks as you turned your head away, shame consuming you.

“oh baby, it’s okay, i’m gonna help you, you want me to make you feel better?”

you nodded, finally looking up at him with salty tears glittering in your pretty eyes, wanting nothing more than this horrible feeling to go away. you wanted dr lupin to make you all better.

his digits glide over your pussy, your warm slick coating them. you whimper when he hits your sensitive clit, legs twitching in response. the taste of iron coated your tongue, biting down as a pathetic effort to try and keep quiet, mindful of other patients in the waiting room just down the hall.

he slowly started circling it, free hand going to press at your throbbing hole, “fuck, you really aren’t very well, are you poppet? s’alright, i have just the thing to make you feel good again, it’ll fix you right up,”

you cried out when a finger entered you, tight walls spasming around the foreign object. sobbing and shaking, so overcome with pleasure with him working you up to your fast approaching orgasm. you let out a sharp gasp, confused as to what was happening to your body. you were losing control of your movements, and you began to worry that you were being possessed by a demon.

those thoughts were cleared from your mind when you came with a squeal, thighs closing around his hands in an effort to get the overwhelming pleasure to stop. you were astounded that something medical could feel so amazing, or even that it was possible to feel like this at all. you felt very lucky that you had such a good doctor, even if he made you feel flustered.

already, the feeling deep in your belly was starting to be satiated, but you really hoped that there would be more treatment today, as it still lingered and you desperately needed to feel that bliss again.

when he pulled his fingers away, he could see the white substance ringed around them, arousal fluid still connecting your heat to him in strings. his erection was pulsing against his trousers, dampening the fabric there as he tried to hold back from corrupting you too much.

oh well, too late now.

he whispered praises to you, rubbing your thighs and smearing your cum all over them as he tried to calm you down, smiling softly when you reopened your eyes.

“that was intense, huh? you did so well for me, just need one more from you, then you’re all done for today. i know, it’s a lot, but it’s really important that we fully complete the treatment, especially seeing as you shook so much,”

you nodded hazily, head much too clouded in pleasure to be able to take in what he was saying. you’d never felt that good in your life, and you supposed that it was a good thing that you’d gone to the doctors first instead of the priest, feeling much better already.

still so caught up in your mind, you didn’t pay any attention to what dr lupin was doing, not noticing him snapping off his gloves before unbuckling his belt and pulling out his reddened cock.

“this piece of equipment is really gonna make a lot of difference in your recovery,” he said, rubbing his tip along your puffy entrance, groaning quietly when it caught, slipping inside slightly.

you moaned loudly when he finally pushed in, eyes rolling to the back of your head at the mixture of pleasure and pain.

dr lupin had to hold still for a moment, trying to hold back from giving you a creampie already at the sight of your virgin blood staining his cock, pearly white and crimson mixing to create a rosy pink that coated him.

checking that you were doing okay, he pulled out until only his tip was left inside of you. fingers grasping at your waist, hard enough that he knew it would leave plum coloured bruising, remus gave you no warning before he began to pound into you, letting out guttural groans as your back arched off the bed.

the clinical paper ripped beneath you, his hips slapping against you, the two of you moaned, fully giving up on staying quiet, getting lost in the feel of each other.

his rough hands grabbed at your ass, tugging you towards him with each thrust, sweat collecting along his hairline. his eyes switched between looking at your face and your pussy, tears still spilling over with a heated face, pussy covered in your shared fluids, throbbing around him.

feeling your high building up again, he held back his own, wanting to finally release together, he lifted a hand off of your ass, circling steadily over your little button to push you over the edge.

the band coiling inside of you finally snapped, and you whimpered as you squirmed around, body shaking uncontrollably. your nails dug into the sides of the bed, trying to hold on as he worked you through your orgasm, groaning out as he too let go.

you felt his hot cum spurting inside of you, moaning at the new feeling, praying internally that this would never end. your previously arched back fell down as your orgasm ended, aftershocks still wracking your body. you were happy that he had gotten to feel this good too, even if you didn’t understand what that fluid was, or why he’d felt pleasure as well.

breathless, his body involuntarily folded itself over in exhaustion, slumping down onto yours. he tried to catch his breath, feeling your chest expand and collapse underneath his face, heart beating wildly.

he slid he cock out of you, and you were just about lucid enough to notice this time that the piece of equipment was attached to his body. you thought it was quite handy to have something so useful joined onto him, wondering if that was a part of the training to become a doctor.

hot cum poured out of your abused hole, trailing down onto the ripped up clinical paper, soaking the already damp material. remus pulled it out from under you, binning it before grabbing a couple of baby wipes from a nearby drawer.

“good girl, did amazing for me, baby. y’might just be my best patient,”

he wiped you down, soothing you when you jolted from the cold feeling of the wipes, unstrapping your ankles, then guiding you into slowly standing and redressing, turning away when necessary but occasionally peering over his shoulder to catch glimpses of your pretty body.

“i think we’ll book you in for another session, let’s say two days from now? is 6:00pm alright with you?” he asked when you were ready to leave.

you quickly agreed, already excited for the next appointment. he helped you out to the car park where your parents were already waiting for you, ignoring the dirty look the receptionist gave the two of you, patiently holding you up as you stumbled along, before subtly patting at your bum, telling you that he can’t wait to see you again.

[rudamaruda520]

Marauders in the confessional

James the type of guy to confess all his deepest secrets, sins, and thoughts, completely opening up his soul only to find out the priest wasn't there

Sirius the type of guy to say "God said Adam AND Eve, not Adam OR Eve, you know?"

Peter the type of guy to hotbox himself and the priest inside

Remus the type of guy to use the priest as a free therapist, cause he is forbidden to reveal his secrets to anyone

Barty the type of guy to say "This is a place full of glory and yet I can not see any glory hole..."

Evan the type of guy to hide on the priest side and listen to people confessions

Mary the type of girl to snog with a nun in there

Marlene the type of girl to come up with such outrageous sins to see if it's possible to not receive absolution and get banned from the church

Dorcas the type of girl to make the priest confess his sins to her

(I had to much fun with the last one, so here's another one!

Fill in the gaps with the rest of them, and/or add your own versions <33)

[thebestofoneshots]

Hi love just wondering when the priest Remus fic will be out? I LOVE LOVE your writing and I am so excited for this one

I truly hope It's this Friday! Especially with the GC chapter we're going to have, I feel like you guys deserve a little compensation. If I can't manage though, it will surely be next week.

Now, and to build more excitement, a little teaser:

NO SWEETER INNOCENCE THAN OUR GENTLE SIN | TEASER

Pairing: Priest!Remus x reader Prompt: You did not want to go to church that day, but your spirits are uplifted when you meet Father Remus, and your mind starts creating a mischievous scheme, to both retaliate over those years of being forced to go and take something from them. Alternatively, R is really mad at the church and decides to steal one of their priests for it (but also kind of falls for him). Warnings: The complete story will contain smut. Innocence! Kink, allusion to fingering and self-pleasure. Reader is seducing a catholic priest and has a bit of a corruption!kink. Smut under the cut.

After the mass was over, you waited a few minutes before leaving the church “accidentally” bumping into him again. “Remus,” you said with a smile. “We seem to continue bumping into each other,” you added as you leaned closer to him and pressed your cheek to his, making a low smacking sound, and then repeating on the other side. He looked bewildered at the contact. “Oh, I’m sorry, did I make you uncomfortable? I got this habit while I was in France and I still haven’t shaken it off completely.” 

“Oh… No, no,” hesitant, bashful, you loved every bit of it. “Not at all, it’s fine. You can greet me however you like.” 

“Is that privilege reserved to me, or does every other parishioner have it?” He seemed taken aback by your words. “I’m joking, Remus,” you added and placed your hand on his arm, before pulling it back tentatively. “Your mass was wonderful.” 

“Thank you, I’m lucky to work at Saint Gryffin.” 

“The way I see it, Saint Griffin is lucky to have you. I mean lots of women come here to see beautiful priest Remus.” 

“You think?” he asked. Remus didn’t exactly consider himself handsome, he thought his scars would scare people away rather than attract them. But he sometimes failed to see past them and didn’t pay attention to his beautiful eyes, to his charming smile, to his long lashes, or to his well-toned frame. It was as if he had been craved by Michael Angelo himself, from your perspective.

“For sure,” you replied. “Take a closer look at the way they look at you on Sunday and you’ll see.” He blushed, a deeper shade of red than your Nan had pulled out of him, you resisted the urge to bite your lip and smiled instead. “Today was lovely, I’ll see you around,” you said before waving goodbye and leaving exiting the church. 

You went again a week later, Remus would sometimes lose his focus on the bible and look at you instead. That day you had chosen a skirt. Nothing too short or indecent, but certainly short enough to allow your legs to be seen and admired. An older man hadn’t stopped staring at you throughout the mass, and you would have perhaps told him off if it hadn’t been for the fact that Remus had been in a similar position.

Remus’ distraction, his hesitance and his constant turning to you were enough to drive your attention away from the man and onto him. You would smile, and you would nod, and you would pretend to be a supportive little lamb. Innocent, and meek and kind. Just what he expected from you. And it was that Wednesday, the third time that you’d met him, that you realised you had him right where you wanted him to be. 

He for sure had a thing for you, be it curiosity, admiration, or a small crush. You had gotten his atention, and you had gotten into his mind. Now all you needed was to have him.

(...)

The next Wednesday you had been late, you had allowed your hair to be slightly dishevelled and your cheeks were warm, despite the autumn getting colder. You had bitten your lips and you looked like you had just gotten away from a dire situation. You’d done it on purpose. When his gaze fell on you he almost stopped talking completely. He staggered to complete his words and you nodded for him to go on. When he was done, he rushed out, and you stayed in your seat. Eyes closed and hands clasping each other, pretending to pray. 

That’s when you felt a gentle hand on your shoulder, he whispered your name. “Are you okay, Little Lamb?” 

It took a real effort not to laugh at his nickname. Not because you thought it was stupid, but because you were so far from a lamb that you might as well have been the wolf that ate it. You turned to him, fake distress clouding your features, “I’ve done something terrible, Remus.” 

He was kind, almost impossibly so, it almost made you want to stop your plan and leave him the pure man he was. 

almost.

“I’m sure there’s nothing you could do, that was as bad as you’ve described.” 

“I’d like to confess,” you said. “Would you take my confession?” 

Remus seemed hesitant, biting his lip. He knew he shouldn’t. He shouldn’t hear your confession, not when he wanted to maintain a personal relationship with you, not when he’d develop a crush. But it was in your preoccupied gaze, in the small frown that etched your features, in the way your lips curved down and in the bobbing of your throat as you swallowed. How ever could he deny you? 

Oh, those thoughts would be the ones that would drag him into sin, nay, not drag, but rather, waft him into it. If Remus hadn’t been so enamoured by you, perhaps it would have proved a harder task to accomplish for you. 

“Okay,” he said simply. And helped you stand. Guiding you towards the empty confessionary and sitting in his spot as you opened the door to the other one. It was a narrow place, enough for you to sit. There was a screen dividing the two of you, you couldn’t see him, but you suspected he could see you. And there was a small, square hole in between, enough to fit perhaps a hand. You assumed it was there in case you’d like to give something to the priest, as a thank you. 

Remus cleared his throat, and in the most professional way he could muster he said, “In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Spirit. Amen. My child, what brings you to the sacrament of confession today?”

His voice had been different, stronger as if he was trying not to be himself. You loved it. “Father, I come seeking forgiveness for my sins. I have strayed from the path of righteousness and I seek reconciliation,” you let your voice bend and crack near the end. 

 “I am here to listen, my child. Let us begin with a moment of reflection. Take a moment to examine your conscience and bring to mind the sins you wish to confess.” 

You held back the smirk that threatened to appear when he said that, just in case he was actually able to see you. “I have fallen in love with a man I cannot have.” 

“Oh, darling,” he said, that was Remus, not Father Remus. You had cracked through his façade and you hadn’t even started. “That is not a sin. It’s happened to the best of us.” 

“But it is a sin the way I think of him, Father,” you responded. You heard a sharp intake of breath, but he didn’t speak further. “I have dreamt of him, of his lips, of his eyes with long lashes, the way his hair frames his face, of his beautiful and strong hands–“ Remus tried not to be jealous of the man you described, but everything about him seemed perfect, and unlike himself, he probably could have you. Your beautiful lips, and eyes, focused solely on him. He hated the guy already. “–sliding between my legs, and touching me.” 

“Do not speak further,” there was an edge of alarm in his voice. A bit of a broken end to it. 

“Oh but Father I must,” you said. “If I don’t I’m afraid I’ll act upon my feelings in the same way I did today while thinking of him.” 

“You…” he hesitated. “You touched yourself… Is that why you’re here?” 

“Yes,” you replied with a frown, almost a wince, all of it an act, of course. 

“Pray Our Father 10 times and–“ 

“No! Allow me to relate my story, Father,” he tried to stop you. “I must, I must, or then I might go to him and offer myself in a terrible, ungodly manner and then I won’t ever be deserving of the church ever again.”

Frankly, you didn’t even know how you’d gotten so inspired, but Remus relented, nodding and when he realised you hadn’t heard, he bit his cheek and said. “Go on then.” 

You sighed, that was a real sigh, you weren’t sure you’d get this far. “I had a dream of him father. He was handsome as ever, and he looked at me, with such kind eyes, with such loving eyes, that when he leaned in to kiss me, I didn’t stop him.” 

Remus was already praying for himself. He did not want to imagine you in your bed, your hair sprawled over the pillow and your mind away in a dream, kissing another man. 

(…)

Remus’ boner was straining against his pants in a way that was almost painful. He wanted to let go, he wanted to set him free and chase his own pleasure at your words. At how he pictured you in your bed, sweaty and sighing as you touched yourself. You were so beautiful, he found innocence even in the way you sinned. 

“And then there was bliss, I thought I was dead and had gone to heaven, but I came back, vision cloudy and disoriented. My bedsheets were sticky with my juices and I had to change them. I’ve been in a permanent state of shame ever since then.” 

“Let us pray for your forgiveness,” Remus said. And my own, he thought. Now not only your sheets had been stained, but so had his pants, just from hearing you. You would have relished on the knowledge if you’d had it. 

“Thank you, Father,” you said as you stood. 

“Pray tell me child, whoever is this man that has you in such an altered state of mind?” 

Got him! you thought as you turned your gaze to the confessionary. And almost in a whisper, you murmured. “Well, it’s you, Remus.” 

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pairing- priest!remus lupin x reader warning(s)- illusions to sex, dark themes. (let me know if i should add more). [this is a dark fic. your media consumption is your choice and i'm not responsible for it. please do not continue under cut if you're uncomfortable.] a/n- i found this in my drafts. i have no idea why this wasn't published yet but okay.

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' and baby, for you, i would fall from grace, just to touch your face. '

remus slowly read the verse, the thick spine of the bible tucking into the flesh of his thighs.

'amen,' he said, speaking his final lines of the verse. the sound from his lips was blinded over the noise of the hinges of the church door opening. he snapped his head, eyes darting towards the entrance. the soft sunlight peaked through the glass, creating a beautiful kaleidoscopic effect.

'hello?' his voice echoed through the empty church. when his eyes met yours, he couldn't stop but dawn his eyes upon yours. you were clad in the white clothes you regularly wore when you went to the church. but there was something different around it. perhaps an extra sinch at the waist which highlighted the curve of your breasts. or was it the sunlight behind you making a halo like effect which made you look like an descending from heaven.

'oh, it's you,' he gathered, his fingers raking over the bible, closing the hardcover. 'come on in, then,'

'am i interrupting anything?' you asked. your voice was soft, like cool breeze blowing after the first rainfall. he chuckled.

'no, no you're not interrupting anything,' his statement ended, clashed with the sound of the door closing. you walked towards him, twiddling with your thumbs, your eyes transfixed on the statue of jesus.

'do you need something? i can leave you in peace if you prefer.' he said, standing up and dusting his clothes. he wasn't wearing his usual robes. he had opted for gray slacks paired with a soft blue shirt.

'no it's fine,' you walked towards him. 'i actually like some company, when i pray,' he smiled, his gaze smoothening down on your form.

'no no, i understand,' he said walking towards you, his thumb raking over the rosemary beads in his palm. 'lots of people prefer company in the church. physical company anyway. he,' his index pointed towards the stature of jesus, 'is always here.'

'a constant companion,' you said, recalling his words from a few months ago. 'i remember that. you enlightened me with that information during our gospel interpretation session.' he chuckled softly,

'i'm surprised you remember i said that. that was quite a few months ago,' you nodded, twisting your fingers together.

'speaking of which,' he whispered, so as to not let his voice echo. 'erm, you have been missing for a few weeks.' you stare at him, your eyes glossy.

'are you mad? that i've been missing?' he moves forward, waving his hands quickly reassuring,

'no no, not mad at all. i just,' he pauses, as if choosing his words carefully, 'missed your presence. and our discussions afterwards.' you let his words register into your senses. it's quiet as the sun settles, the blue hue of the sky meddling into a beautiful orange.

'there are other people who come to the church, mr. lupin.' he takes a deep breathe. it's serene, the way his name spills off your tongue.

'yes, but it gets quite boring with the same old people and the same old interpretations. you're intelligent...you're curious. i enjoy your fresh air of understanding.'

'you don't mean that.' you laugh. he sighs, letting his tongue dart over his teeth.

'oh no, i mean that,' he twiddles with his thumb, running his fingers through his locks with his other hand. he rubs his neck, drawing your attention to a small patch of ink on his neck.

'may i ask you the reason of your absence? it's none of my business of course,' his stale amber eyes pierce into you, as if trying to scan for answers.

'i got a few days off work. so i wanted to go on a little vacation.' you say.

'oh, i see, i'm glad you're out there having some fun. i'd do the same in your position. especially with the weather we've been having recently,' he emphasizes. his eyes wander about, as if searching for words, looking for phrases to let the conversation continue. 'i understand your need for freedom.'

you let the words hang in the air, tasting the freshness of the newly spoken sentences. you watch his nicely polished shoes, before you bite your tongue, meeting his eyes, allowing yourself to drown in the burnt amber color of them.

'do you mind it? the freedom? the fun?' he stands silent, as if speechless. it was extremely difficult to keep a man like remus lupin dumbfoundedly silent.

'no,' he says, 'i don't particularly mind it. i've...dedicated my life to this... this is my calling.' he laughs a little, a bark like laughter echoing through the walls. 'besides, i live my life through hearing your escapades.'

'i think you should live life a little. i'm saying this because i consider you my friend.'

'you do?' he says, softly biting his beautiful pink lips. 'well i consider you a friend too.' you nod.

'not many, erm, consider me other than someone who's a priest or think of any... friendly interactions, so... i appreciate that very much.'

you twiddle with your thumb, tucking a stray strand of hair behind your ear. your mind floods with screams as you think of the next question you want to ask him. your heart thumps loudly in your chest, the heat of the blood curving through every inch of your body.

'can i ask you a question?'

'of course, you can ask me anything.'

'have you kissed anyone before?' it's vague, short yet straight forward. a slight pink tint overcomes his pale skin, his tongue tying up in knots before he processes his answer.

'oh, i- yes. i have kissed people before.' he licks his lips. 'though, in secret. we're not...uh meant to have relationships but... everybody needs company...sometimes.' you hum softly at his answer, minutely surprised at the lack of a reaction. then, you frame your next question, almost like a child so free of sin. you are, if partly so.

'do you consider it a bad thing mr. lupin?'

'no,' he laughs. 'i don't consider it a bad thing. i enjoy your curiosity.' he moves forward, a few painful inches away from you. it's as if he can feel the heat from your body. he enjoys it. 'and, neither do i think you're going to tell on me or anything, but yes, i have had companies of a different nature, too.'

the gasp ends in your throat. it's as if he reads your mind.

'i'm not such an extremist that i condemn that kind of thing. carnal desires are...human. the lord created us with them. so why should we deny ourselves?'

'isn't it wrong? a sin? perhaps you... don't mean it.' you say.

'no, i do mean it. to want intimacy is such an intricately human thing it isn't...wrong to want it or engage in it.'

'i've wanted intimacy, desired for it. for so long, mr. lupin, but i find myself stranded. because nobody expresses it back. perhaps you can tell me how it feels, with your experience of the humane carnal desire for intimacy,'

'oh.. well we've established that we're friends but... is that really something you should be asking a priest? you're a curious little thing aren't you?' you smile paired with a little nod of your head. you truly are curious.

'well,' he pauses, looking into your eyes, trying to search for something. 'if you must know, i haven't had any complaints. i've been told i give a rather...satisfactory performance.' he laughs. 'but, it has been quite some time.'

'oh. how long?'

'almost eight months so uh..nearly about a year, roughly,' he whispers, as you move closer. you're close enough for his warm breath fan over you, letting goosebumps kiss your skin.

'i think... i'll also be a satisfactory performer in bed,' you say. he laughs his eyebrow tilting.

'oh you think you are? your confidence is very cute.' he says, moving closer. you watch his pupils dilate, as the distance decreases between your bodies. something takes over him, as his breathing turns erratic, his heart palpitating. 'although,' he continues, 'the matter of one's performance in bed is highly subjective.'

'i can show you, the performance. i want to feel the intimacy, how it feels to be wanted, mr. lupin.' you say, almost begging. his hands twitch and your body aches for the touch of someone you've never felt before.

'i guess i'm sure you would like to find out, but...we shouldn't... we really shouldn't,' he feels his nerves turning shoddy as tries to not drown into the depth of your eyes. he says it, trying to convince himself more than you. but how can he when you look so pretty, like dew strewn across fresh grass. you jut out your lower lip.

'don't you find me pretty mr. lupin?' his eyes widen, his palm cradling your cheek. his thumb runs over your cheek and he enjoys the warm flush of your skin upon his touch, the goosebumps on your kissing every inch of your body.

'no, you are very beautiful. i mean it. apart from your intelligence, your beautiful mind is what...drew me to you.' he watches you melt into his touch and words and knits his eyebrows. 'but, we can't, we really can't, someone could just walk in.'

perhaps that's what excites you. the idea of someone walking in, the idea of somebody catching you. perhaps it's the sin that excites you.

'please,' you beg, your eyes glossy with an unsatiated lust, the carnal desire for intimacy, for his touch. 'please, remus, i need to know.' he takes a deep breathe, as the warm blood rushes between his legs.

he grabs your face, touching his temple with yours. 'fuck it,' he whispers, capturing his lips with yours. he's the priest, he needs to enlighten you with the knowledge you beg for, the experience you beg for.

perhaps it's sinful, but when his tongue meets yours, swallowing the sounds from your mouth, there's no sweeter innocence than his gentle sin. he'll be a poison ivy just for you, just to worship you at the shrine of his sins.

[theresthesnitch]

Trick or Treat!

Part 1.

Remus scratches his long ear, which buzzes a bit from the charm he uses on them. He uses the same costume each year because it's easy and he finds it funny, even if no one but James and Sirius really get it.

Remus braces himself as he hears James and Sirius coming down the stairs. Sirius has been tight lipped about what his costume is, which means Remus hasn't been able to prepare himself for it.

Last year, Sirius was a vampire nun (to match James’s vampire priest) and for some reason, the costume came with a slit up to his thigh, which Sirius took as invitation to wear fishnet stocking and heels. Sirius decided he needed to practice walking around in both for weeks, and Remus nearly died.

Death by Sirius Black's thighs, which apparently will be a recurring them this year.

Sirius hits the bottom step with a flounce of a short skirt that barely covers... well, anything. He walks right toward Remus, and it takes Remus a moment to drag his eyes up from Sirius’s thighs to see the rest of the his costume.

"Are you little red riding hood?" Remus asks, his voice a little huskier than he intended.

"Yes," Sirius says. He stops in front of Remus and pops his hip to the side, making the skirt bounce. "Such big eyes you have, Mr. Wolf."

Remus has to swallow a few times before he can form words again. "All the better to see you with."

Sirius smiles wickedly, and Remus feels like he might be the wolf and Remus is the one who is lost. "And what big hands you have."

"All the better to touch you with," Remus says, and it isn't until Sirius's smile turns amused and James snickers that Remus realzies he messed up the line. Remus doesn't just want a hug, though. He wants to touch.

Sirius takes both of his hands and places them on his bare thighs under his skirt, then sits down straddling Remus's lap. Remus's brain shorts out, and he tries very hard to keep his eyes on Sirius's face.

"Mr. Wolf," Sirius says, but his voice feels like caramel, sticky and sweet, "what big lips you have."

"All the better to--"

Kiss you.

He would have said it. Meant to, even. But before the words make it out of his mouth, Sirius is kissing him and Remus forgets the whole plot.

"I can't fucking believe that worked," James says.

Sirius breaks the kiss. "Mr. Wolf, what big teeth you have."

Remus laughs, breathless from the kiss. "Oh, I'm going to eat you alive."

"I was hoping you'd say that," Siruis say, and then kisses him again.

Trick or Treat!

[moonytoast-x]

my lovely collection of fanfic recs summarized by yours truly <3

✨all the young dudes✨: canon, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/10057010/chapters/22409387

dress up in you: muggle au, remus is a hot bassist and sirius is so gay for him, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/13990401/chapters/32213229

atyd sirius pov: self explanatory (complete work) https://archiveofourown.org/works/34577035

text talk: muggle au, text fic, remus has chronic illness and sirius texted the wrong number, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/1651109/chapters/3501239

you wouldn't like me: muggle au, trans sirius, wolfstar, set in like 2005, very vibes, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/45502642/chapters/11449071

blends: coffee shop au wolfstar <3 (complete work) https://archiveofourown.org/works/7869079/chapters/17970910

on another ocean: wolfstar goes on a trip across europe together and has incredible sexual tension, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/39128118/chapters/117226243#workskin

choices: jegulus/jegulily, mostly canon compliant, takes place during hogwarts years all through the war (REALLY FUCKING SAD WATCH OUT), complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/30170643/chapters/74332617

tigerlily and wolfsbane: lily pov of hogwarts years https://archiveofourown.org/works/33079969/chapters/82118059

wading in waist high waters: gbbo au wolfstar, sexual tension, sirius used to be in a boyband, remus is a welsh nerd (I love him), complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/36896740/chapters/92052442

dear your holiness: remus is a priest and a bassist and sirius is incredibly gay and also confused, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/35105491/chapters/87450694

the hand that feeds: canon compliant dorlene (be prepared to sob), complete work, theres also a part two that focuses on emmeline vance and mary https://archiveofourown.org/works/38287942/chapters/95669569

nothing fades like the light: zombie cowboy jegulus, shortish, so sAD, has some black brother feels </3 (complete work) https://archiveofourown.org/works/43550415/chapters/109497873

bury our secrets shallow: marauders+slythershits muggle small town au with black brothers sorting their shit out, also wolfstar and jegulus I think (complete work) https://archiveofourown.org/works/49550836/chapters/128345881#workskin

bird set free: wolfstar figure skating and all the sexual tension (major second hand embarrassment but it's kinda funny the second time you read it), complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/44271820/chapters/112378375#workskin

like real people do: muggle au where remus has epilepsy and works at a coffee shop, and sirius is raising harry bc jily still died (😭😭😭) and they fall in love, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/44399764/chapters/111670651

crimson rivers: hunger games au, really long, really fucking angsty, SO GOOD, complete work https://href.li/?https://archiveofourown.org/works/39760044

we can take it out back if you promise to give me a kiss after you take me down: rosekiller muggle au, wip, they're dramatic little shits and theyre going thru it https://archiveofourown.org/works/50777170/chapters/128269429

just lovers: no war au with starchaser and marylily and rosekiller and wolfstar and general happiness and wholesomeness, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/38344720

intermission: cute rosekiller side plot from just lovers (your honor I love them), complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/39437451/chapters/98704770#workskin

I'm not gonna teach him how to dance with you: rosekiller trying to stop barty from getting into an arranged marriage, in canon-without-the-war, lots of slythershit shenanigans, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/41378289/chapters/103762113

annoying: rosekiller wrong number text fic (like text talk but even funnier and less wolfstar), complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/44115820/chapters/121605580#workskin

kill your darlings: college hockey au, jegulus and wolfstar and marylily and barty x evan x cerci, very angsty most times, truly amazing, complete work https://archiveofourown.org/works/40038048/chapters/100269270

[avis-writeshq]

Welcome to Golden: a milestone event!

Welcome to Golden: a milestone event!

I am honoured to announce that we have reached 2.1k on this blog! To properly commemorate this momentous occasion, you are invited to join Golden: a milestone event where guests from across the world will be invited. As such, please enjoy our festivities filled with music, writing, and requests for your enjoyment!

Thank you to everyone who has supported me during this time! I truly appreciate every single one of you 💜

THIS EVENT HAS ENDED ! THANK YOU FOR YOUR SUPPORT ! 💙

▹ track one: i once believed love would be

requests are open! these fics will be at least 500 words for each request and will also be set in the canon universe. please see below in regards to the requesting guidelines.

guidelines:

in order for me to complete a request, it needs to have a character and a story/plot line. the characters i am currently taking requests for can be found at the end of this post. 

i currently write only for fem!reader because that is what i have experience in and because i haven’t figured out the mechanics for gn!reader or male!reader.

i do not write smut (suggestive is ok!), gore, or cheating (done by/on reader), loss of child, incest, poly relationships or age regression. i have the right to delete or deny any requests that come through my inbox. 

do not send me a request that you have already sent to another author. it’s icky, it’s iffy, and it ends up with at least one person getting hurt. it’s just a generally not great thing to do and i recommend not doing it at all. i understand that it might take longer than desired for your request to come out, but that doesn’t change the fact that the people who are writing these fics are exactly that: people.

please be patient! i am currently working three jobs and each of them carry their own demands. i will most definitely get to your request, but these things do take time. 

▹ track two: black and white 

ask games!  these games include: fmk, general asks (ask me any question and i will answer!), etc.

find a list of ask games below:

emoji ask game ‼️ colour ask game (open to everyone) ‼️ character ask game ‼️ WIP ask game ‼️

▹ track three: but it’s golden

alternate universe! send me a character in a situation that isn’t the norm (eg. single dad!spencer reid, rockstar!remus lupin) and i’ll write a drabble about it.

same rules & guidelines as track one.

i do not write hybrid!au, stoner!au or priest/religious!au. 

▹ track four: like daylight

bonus track : remix! send me an ask about a fic that i’ve already written (eg. sparks fly!reader, train rides!reader) and send a request based on those characters. this could mean asking directly for a spin-off or a short ‘part two’ to any of my existing standalone fics. please provide the character and the title of the fic that you would like me to remix &lt;3

for example: how would sparks fly!reader react to post prison!reid?

same rules & guidelines as track one.

▹ outro: singers & songwriters

here is a list of the characters i am willing to write for during this event!

criminal minds:

spencer reid, aaron hotchner

haikyuu:

tsukishima kei, kenma kozume, oikawa tooru, iwaizumi hajime, akaashi keiji, bokuto koutaro, miya atsumu, miya osamu, kita shinsuke, suna rintaro, sakusa kiyoomi

boku no hero academia:

bakugou katsuki, midoriya izuku, todoroki shoto, tamaki amajiki

dc superheroes:

damian wayne, richard ‘dick’ grayson, jason todd, tim drake

harry potter:

remus lupin, sirius black, james potter, albus severus potter, scorpius malfoy, ominis gaunt, sebastian sallow, garreth weasley, fred weasley, george weasley

‼️ i no longer write fanfiction about real people. (aka, no rpf. sorry!) ‼️

here are some examples as to what your request should look like!

▹ hi! could i request track one with spencer reid where he gets drunk and reader takes care of him please? thank you!

▹ hello! could i request track four with detention!damian wayne please? where reader suffers from nightmares following the attack? thank you!

thank you once again to everyone who has supported me throughout this journey!! i can't wait to write your requests <3

tagging some mutuals 💙

@violetrainbow412-blog @shotosjupiter @astrophileous @dream-a-little-bigger-x @aperrywilliams @fuckinglevi @kitashousewife @229zmi @atrirose @haisuken @enluv @kentoangel @shiishki @ceo-of-daichi @cotton-charms @kageyuji

[thatblackravenclaw]

Let’s Get Married

a/n: my lord this is shitty. in my opinion. i originally wrote it for my creative writing class but quit halfway through, so here is a half baked James fic

Blog Details | Let’s take a trip

James Potter x Black!fem!reader (house neutral)

warning(s): drinking, just literal fluff

word count: 0.7k

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James is absolutely zonked.

The lights in the club dazzle like the stars in the sky. My arm is wrapped around James’ shoulder as Sirius brings us another round of shots. I can barely see with my glasses on, but I would never turn down alcohol.

“To… our last year in university.” Sirius says with a content look at his toast.

We all clink our shots together in agreement and tilt our heads back, swallowing the burning liquid. I slump against James and glance at our friends with a somber smile. Remus is wiping the Tequila off of Sirius’ chin and Marlene and Dorcas are sharing whispers in the corner. Peter wandered off ages ago. Some girl gave him what he calls, “sex eyes” and went off with her about an hour ago. James’ tucks his head into my shoulder and pulls me closer. I welcome in the gesture and place a kiss on his head.

The bartender yells last call. Everyone is in a drunken stupor. I can’t even feel my face. My eye lids are heavy as I fight to keep them open. Remus is the least drunk of us all. Always taking care of everybody. Through my blurred vision I see him round everyone up.

“Y/n,” I hear James say with a rasp.

“Yes, baby?”

“We should get married.”

“We should.” No hesitation required. It’s something we’ve talked about time and time again.

“Right now.” He says and then lifts his head to look at me.

“Let’s do it.”

The wind gusts behind us as we run through the bar doors, hand in hand. I can hear Remus and Marlene shouting from behind us. The lampposts lights turn into blurs as our legs pick up speed. My laughter fills the air at the pure thought of being Mrs. James Fleamont Potter. The Chapel is now a mere two blocks away as we push through the people on the cobblestone. My blood is rushing through my ears and my heart is beating out of my chest. I look at James and have never seen him so focused. He weaves through the crowd while holding my hand tight. In this very moment it’s still surreal that I get to call him mine.

The giant bright cross comes into sight and we start to slow to a light jog. We’re actually doing this. We’re getting married.

Once we get to the building we stand in front of the doors. Our fingers intertwine and we open the doors together. For the first time in a while, there’s silence. It’s almost deafening. “Take a seat the priest will be right with you.” We jump at the sudden voice. The lady that the voice came from is sitting at a desk with what seems like a crossword puzzle. She has an undetectable emotion on her face. You can tell that she’s had to deal with one too many of these quick late night marriages.

We make haste to the bench by the double doors. The cushions are lined with pearls and is decorated with a warm ivory. The corners have peeled to the point that you can see the original cushioning underneath.

My knee bounces with anticipation. I fumble with my necklace. The touch of the butterfly calms my nerves but only a tiny bit. James’ hand reaches down and caresses my thigh to calm the shaking. I look into his eyes and see nothing but love and adoration. A lazy smile paints his face and he leans forward until our foreheads meet. I close my eyes at the feeling and soak in the moment.

The double doors open. Out comes two women, hand in hand. A group of people follow behind them. They cheer and shout with glee. Petals are being thrown over their heads. Both of the women are in off white suits. One is wearing heels while the other is wearing loafers in the same color. The looks on their faces almost brings tears to mine. I’ve never seen so much love. Not even from my own parents. Once the bridal party walks out the doors of the chapel, we hear a voice from the inside telling the next party to come in. James squeezes my hand and we stand in unison.

“Us until the end.” He says.

“Us until the end.” I confirm.

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James Masterlist | United Kingdom

[saintsenara]

Not from the ask list but the characters in ur fics as Irish counties and why?

anon, this has absolutely sent me. i have genuinely never seen something more up my alley.

let's start with characters we can pull from the series for ireland's six superior counties, shall we...

antrim = oliver wood

a county full of lads who've never met a spivvy tracksuit they don't think is the height of fashion, and who have a vastly inflated sense of their success at sports.

armagh = tom riddle

armagh has a [deservedly] bloody reputation. he could settle down in the murder triangle. he'd like that.

down = draco malfoy

people who live in co. down really like thinking they're better than the rest of us just because it's easy for them to get to belfast [lads, how's that something to boast about?], so they have to be the series' whiniest flop.

fermanagh = rubeus hagrid

fermanagh is full of docile lads who build things, in my experience.

londonderry = ron weasley

canonically gorgeous, gorgeous girlies live in this fine county - by which i mean, of course, that i do. we deserve to be represented by the series' most gorgeous girly. and a ginger sweetheart with six siblings [so you know which side of the sectarian divide his parents are on...] would go down a storm with our mams.

tyrone = harry potter

my brother once had his nose broken in a pub in strabane, which doesn't sound particularly interesting until you realise that my brother is a priest. by which i mean - a county filled with people who are reckless, quick-tempered, and always ready to throw hands? it can only be represented by one man...

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and then the rest...

carlow = quirinus quirrell

the most interesting thing there is a big rock.

cavan = percy weasley

everyone i've ever met from cavan has been really boring and really tight. so there's that.

clare = ginny weasley

because it's gorgeous, in a not like other girls way.

cork = albus dumbledore

look at this canon line and tell me dumbledore's not a cork man... "In fact, being — forgive me — rather cleverer than most men, my mistakes tend to be correspondingly huger.” 

donegal = sybill trelawney

always away with the fairies up there... and always drunk too.

dublin = walburga black

everyone you've ever met who lives in dublin is genuinely shocked to discover that the rest of the world exists beyond the m50. it's not not giving "has never set foot in muggle london and would die before she did".

galway = arthur and molly weasley

galway is the home of the nation's sophisticated [and, apparently, sexually adventurous] culchies - which fits two people from clearly quite distinguished backgrounds who nonetheless live the way they do...

kerry = gilderoy lockhart

you will never see american tourists get scammed more glamorously than in kerry.

kildare = regulus black

considerably less interesting than - and devoid of identity in comparison to - its neighbour, dublin.

kilkenny = charlie weasley

all they do is have red hair and hurl.

laois = daphne greengrass

on account of her irrelevance.

leitrim = sally-ann perks

on account of her irrelevance.

limerick = bellatrix lestrange

limerick used to be known as "stab city". she'd fit right in.

longford = mungundus fletcher

gombeen men abound.

louth = myrtle warren

because they [by which i mean the two people i know who were born there...] are always fucking moaning.

mayo = remus lupin

perpetually mopey, unless they reckon they're great at something.

meath = cormac mclaggen

they wish they were as class as the lads in dublin.

monaghan = cuthbert binns

genuinely couldn't locate it on a map.

offaly = grawp

i mean, who fucking knows? the entire place is a bog.

roscommon = aberforth dumbledore

you can guess why...

sligo = fred and george weasley

wheeler dealers, the lot of them.

tipperary = fleur delacour

the home of gorgeous, gorgeous girlies with striking accents.

waterford = dobby

they love a good strike.

westmeath = hermione granger

not somewhere you'd expect you'd choose to live if you were a bit of a know-it-all. and yet.

wexford = neville longbottom

they love to bang on about the soil.

wicklow = marge dursley

she drives a range rover and looks down on anyone who farms, change my mind.

[other answers from this ask game]

[vellichorbindery]

“It’s my vow to break, and I have never wanted to break it more than I do right now.”

Newest bind of Dear Your Holiness by my girl @mollymarymarie (ok I swear this is the last one for a min)

Stain glass done with resin.

[wolfstarshipping]

I’m in a reading slump, do you have any good fics that you can recommend me?

Hi, thanks for asking lovely anon! I've thought about this and I have several different approaches on how to answer your ask, so this'll be a longer list, I hope you find something you like!

First category: Texting Fics!

I love text fics because they're usually very fast-paced and easy to read, so I think they might be a good way to combat a reading slump!

You could either go with the iconic Text Talk by merlywhirls (141.250 words), a boarding school AU with a home-schooled, chronically ill Remus, a true classic and the fic that started the whole wolfstar texting fic trend back in the day!

Or, one of my personal favorites from the same era for purely nostalgic reasons, aesthetic: trash boys by Emaly/merlywhirls (89.473 words, everyone is super queer, strong chosen family vibes, with an HIV positive Remus and genderqueer Sirius).

Or if you want a modern text fic classic, there's always Staying Strangers by 3amAndCounting (319.368 words, university AU, this is one of those fics I've reread a couple of times already, just because I love it so much, especially the texting in the beginning).

Snow In June by BrigidFaye (25.561 words) is a magical AU set in the US that also has some texting elements, even though it's not as text-heavy as the fics mentioned above, but the worldbuilding and the setting is wonderful, and lumberjack Remus is everything I ever needed in my life!

Dear Your Holiness by @mollymarymarie (142.264 words) is a priest AU and band AU, with a bit of texting, though this one is also already kind of moving into the next category of fics mentioned below. Obviously the whole catholic priest theme is not going to be for everybody, but if you think you might enjoy that, I highly recommend it, it's so, so good! And if you don't think you'll enjoy the themes of this fic, check out literally any other fic by mollymarymarie, I think at this point I've read almost all of them and enjoyed every single one I read immensely!!

Alright, so now the next category is fics with plots that will get you out of any reading slump:

I've recently become obsessed with @lynxindisguise's fics, so I'd also recommend checking out all of them, but since I've mostly recommended longer fics on this list so far, I'll go with a shorter one: in the dark, there is discovery (11.796 words) is a wonderful pirate AU that you can easily read in one evening, and it has beautiful world building, Remus Lupin as a seamonster and my new favorite trope - there was only one hammock.

Let Me Get What I Want (This Time) by Sierra_Sitruc (69.878 words) is a plot-driven and amazing fix-it-fic, that I keep thinking about even months after I've read it, and that had me stay awake at ungodly hours just because I couldn't put it down and wanted to know how it ended!

The Bent by @ebp-brain (40.257 words) is an incredible fic about queer lives, politics and art, oppression and resistance, so if any of those things sound like something you'd enjoy I highly recommend reading it, I always love earlybloomingparentheses' writing, it's so, so beautiful and powerful!

take me as i am (48.494 words) has one of the most unique settings I've ever read - it features Sirius as an (adorable) sleep demon, who is supposed to give Remus nightmares, and I also love the way this fic depicts various mental illnesses.

In saccharine by moonymoment (26.447 words) Sirius is a ghost haunting Remus's apartment, and this is another one of those fics I keep thinking about because it was just so so good.

full moon twofold by renaissance (12,031 words) is a Gothic-romance style AU and an incredible take on the question "what if Remus never went to Hogwarts?".

And now maybe a few shorter fics:

The first rec in this category is not even a specific fic but just a tumblr account: @wolfstarmicrofic, if you scroll through their blog you'll find lots and lots of really short fics which might just be what you need to get back into reading!

In You, I Count Stars by @wolfpants (1.540 words) is a wonderful hogwarts-era oneshot set in the Astronomy Tower with a pining Sirius.

It's Cold Outside by Remustrash (1.788 words) is a very fluffy and cosy there-was-only-one-bed fic, featuring the most oblivious of all oblivious puppies!

June, and Other Natural Disasters by montparnasse (5.524 words) is a beautifully written fic that made me feel all the feels and has great summer vibes!

Okay and the last category is fics with A+ vibes that'll make you forget all about your reading slump:

The Long Way Home by @hollyivydruzy (177.337 words) is a university AU and the kind of fic I didn't want to ever end, because the characters felt so incredibly real, and it's so easy to get completely immersed and lost in their wonderful, chaotic world and follow along on all their university adventures.

this desperate in love by drowsyanddazed (20.776 words) is a very cute high school AU, and reading it felt like watching a coming of age / teen movie in the best kind of way!

wading in waist-high water by @colgatebluemintygel (82.060 words) is a Great British Bake-Off AU that features Remus as a contestant and and Sirius as a host who's thirsting after Remus, and I just love the whole setting and atmosphere of the fic, as well as the writing! And this fic's Arthur Weasley needs to be protected at all costs, I love him a lot!

A Brief History of Dragons by @eyra (23.488 words) is an incredibly cosy and wonderful modern AU set in Cornwall, I absolutely ADORE Remus in this fic and love the way his and Sirius's relationship slowly develops, this fic has such a special place in my heart.

Alright I think I could keep going and add to this list forever but I'll stop now, let me know if you read any of these, and I hope they'll end your reading slump! x

[consistentsquash]

2023 HP Fic Recs

HP Fics written and completed in 2023 which I read and loved. My recs are based on my reading + taste.

Snarry

OTP!

For I Have Found Salvation by @lumosatnight

Severus is a priest, and Harry is the parishioner who may just make him break his vows of celibacy.

Enough said. Hot, wrong, dirty. So totally Snarry!!! Also with a twist you don't see coming! Rated E. 7100 words. From Snarry AUctober Fest 2023 collection.

�� Snake Charmer by @perverse-idyll

Sometimes all Severus had to do was turn thirty-plus years of repressed hunger upon him, and Harry would start shaking.

They are total disaster failmarriage hotness! Feel really sorry for everybody around them. Like a lot! The opening line is giving one really bad vampire in Hunger so much for me :D :D It's like a snippet/draft from WARM my beloved! <3 3200 words. Rated T.

  Devotion by @danpuff-ao3

Is there anything more undignified than needing someone so much?

26000 words. Rated E. Maximum hotness. Maximum wrongness. Maximum dirty bad delicious Snarry. This is the longest HP fic I read this year and 100% worth it!!! I am a big fan of Danni's Snarry and this fic is one of my all time fav Snarries. From Snarry-a-thon 2023 collection.

  In His Bed by @givereadersahug

Jealousy flooded Harry at their familiarity with each other's bodies. Resentment at their ease in getting each other off — the passion, the eagerness, the joy. All so different from his relationship with Severus.

Harry is super Slytherin here! Using the memories in order to learn what makes Snape tick! I really loved the dirtybadhotness of this fic! 450 words. Rated E. HP Kinktober collection.

  Coda to "Soft Touch" by @perverse-idyll

He'd thrown the bait. Would Snape catch it? Yes, he would, and throw it back.

Soft Touch is the Most ethical Massage Therapy fic ever :D Dirty, bad, hot, wrong. So it's incredible to get this really sweet and wholesome coda. You can see the undercurrents of the more complicated themes but also really sweet. 3300 words. Rated T. This is as fluffy as PI Snarry gets :D :D

  Femslash

Nymphadora, Nymphet by @thistlecatfics

Could this woman be a relative of her mother’s?

Bellatrix/Tonks, Bellatrix/Andromeda. 20200 words. Rated E. From Women of the House of Black fest 2023 collection. Really hot, dirty, wrong on literally every single level :D Obviously I love it! The femslash Lolita fic HP fandom really really needed :D

  Candles Lit Against the Dark by @perverse-idyll

Wilhelmina Grubbly-Plank/Minerva McGonagall. 13600 words. Rated G. My favorite fic of 2023. From Snapecase 2023 fest collection. Beautiful, beautiful fic which is kind of my personal epilogue for the books at this point. Lost count of rereads. It's packed with beautiful friendships, people focusing on the sweet instead of the bitter, people moving on together, people forgiving each other. It's an incredible fic with perfect execution on some classic tropes like matchmaking and friends who are going to help you whether or not you asked for it. Also some not so classic tropes like celebrating a female character's life/happiness/love being the center of a rich fic. Ultimately this is Minerva McGonagall's fic and I am so here for it.

  Once of Eden by eldritcher.

Lily/Eileen. 2000 words. Rated M. Poignant and super sharp character study of Lily. Lots of storms inside her head about her family/war/Petunia/Snape. This is right before her marriage but she has this feeling she doesn't fit into that life and she doesn't want to let go of her past. Like a lot of us, she's also seeing her past/childhood through these nostalgic glasses but at the same time she's also noticing adults in her life and has this bittersweet feeling that she's an adult now/making adult choices now. Serious Catcher in the Rye vibes. This fic has the Lily for me. Really like Harry, really Gryffindor. It's a really beautiful, sensitive, unique, powerfully human fic.

  Leather by @saintsenara

Tonks/Fleur, Tonks/Charlie, Tonks/Remus, Tonks/OFC. 2900 words. Legit character studies of bi characters are super rare in our fandom. I don't really go for self-discovery type fics but this one is whoa! Love, love, love and highly recommend this one. It's out and proud and amazing. <3 From Ladies of HP Fest Collection.

  Rare slash

Rare as in the only fic on AO3 for the pairing :D

The Ice Cream Man and the Potions Master by @squibstress

Florean Fortescue/Snape. 9000 words. Rated G. From Hoggywartyxmas 2022 fest collection. This is definitely my fav slash fic of the year <3 I feel like a lot of times especially with OTPs the preslash part is kind of assumed to happen in the background. This fic does an incredibly amazing job of setting up the preslash and it's just ultra convincing. New Snape ship dropped <3

Gen

Yeah, I read gen! Tbh I don't except when a character study fic or an author's writing style really grabs me :D

October by @ashesandhackles

Insanely amazing character studies. Rated G. The Barty Crouch Jr. character study, Disappointing Fathers, is probably my all time fav genfic with him. I came out of this super sympathetic for Barty which is something that never happened to me before. So well written and brilliantly characterized.

  Womb by eldritcher

3000 words. Rated M. Phineas Nigellus Black character study with a beautiful friendship with Snape. Dark and intense but the fic has my fav Snape resurrection of all time <3 From Snapecase 2023 fest collection.

  Birds of Paradise by eldritcher

2700 words. Rated G. Fawkes character study with a beautiful friendship with Albus Dumbledore. Really beautiful, ethereal fic. eldritcher can write non-human characters with their own "type" of emotional connect. Normally they use this superpower for writing interspecies :D But this is a beautiful gen fic. From Pandemic, my most beloved. Obviously each and every eldritcher fic has a really special place in my heart but Pandemic is just insanely generous giving something special at the right time when it was needed and it made a huge difference for me personally. Love and anarchy, always!

  The Octaves and the Circumsion of Our Lord by eldritcher

The Dark Lord is circumcised. Nobody knows how everybody knows, but everybody knows.

2300 words. Rated M. Regulus Black character study with a beautiful friendship with Kreacher. Dark and intense fic about Regulus getting radicalized but also showing how he actually buys into those beliefs. Normally I avoid Regulus fics because the characterizations just don't work for me. This is exactly how I imagine Canon Regulus.

  Al Najid by eldritcher

She has come here to make an example of this woman for the son to find. Snape should know that betrayal comes with consequences.

2800 words. Rated M. Bellatrix Black character study set just before she tortures the Longbottoms. A complicated situationship with Eileen. Dark and hot mess Black family fic.

Het

Oof. Literally zero reason to trust my hetfic recs but you got to trust me :D These fics are amazing!

Ariadne by @ashesandhackles

Surrealistic, beautiful character study of Cho. It's got Harry/Cho, Cedric/Cho for pairings but this is 100% her fic. 1100 words. Rated G.

Exploring Cho's feelings for Harry in wake of her grief for Cedric's death, with symbolism from myth of Ariadne, Theseus and the Minotaur

  Four Christmases Pomona Sprout Loved and One She Hated by @kellychambliss.

Aberforth/Pomona. 6800 words. Rated T. This fic keeps it real. I really felt her pain because when you are an adult making new friends is super hard! The BEST Aberforth Dumbledore Snarkiest!!!! <3 I am a big fan of how this author writes The Abe D! Actually I am a big fan of this author. FAVE! <3 A lot of times rarepairs can feel kind of hard to believe because the characters don't have canon time together. You are totally going to be convinced. ALSO BANTER. I love relationship progression with banter. Things get bittersweet because of the war but it's got a really beautiful earned happy ending <3 My fav het fic of the year. Best fic to end this list :D

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I never thought I would enjoy a fic about priest!remus in the first place, but your writing it's simply fantastic 🤍 I couldn't get enough and I still can't so please please please tag me in part 2! Sending you nothing but love

First of all, how brave of you to read a fic that you weren't expecting to enjoy much! I mean, heIiofilia really isn't for everyone, and the fact that NSITOGS is getting such a great reception, has me shook!

I'm not gonna lie, I was almost scared to post because of the very nature of the fic, but my darling beta reader Mimi encouraged me to post it in the end and somehow I got brave enough to do it.

Personally, I think it might be one of the hottest things I've written, tied up with Touches, Tastes and A Little Bit of Paint. And I had the most fun writing it, tbh.

All of those years pining for Dean Winchester in priest attire came to fruition through this fic, lol. So, thank you supernatural for making me realise how good a cassock can look.

And, of course, you'll be added to the tag list

Read No Sweeter Innocence That Our Gentle Sin here

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Sins (Part 2)

Regulus Black AU

Summary: Original Request: i don't really have a fleshed-out idea on this nasty request but what about a smut fic on regulus but he's a priest. ik its insane but i thought of regulus black/paul atreides wearing the clerical collar thing and oh my god he looks so hot

Summary: (After being requested I'm making other parts to this story) After a disastrous end to their first meeting Regulus wants to fix everything that he's done wrong. Now the only question is, will you forgive him?

Pairings: Regulus Black/Reader

Link to Part 1

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“You made your feelings clear.”

Regulus snapped up. From a cold sleep, your words woke up right up. Regulus groaned rubbing a hand over his face. He couldn’t stop thinking about you.

“What is happening to me?”

Regulus grumbled. It had been a little over a month since his encounter with you in the church. With each day he tried so hard to forget what he did but failed…miserably.

“Priests aren’t supposed to sleep with any good-looking woman that comes his way. I should have never also made her feel less than because she is a showgirl either. Y/n didn’t deserve the way that I treated her.”

Regulus thought as he looked at the bedside clock. It read 2:50 am. Is this what he was supposed to go through as a teenager and just missed the memo? If so, he suddenly understood his older brother a lot more.

All of the feelings that Regulus had been feeling since the first time that he laid eyes on you were a whirlwind of confusion. It had started with the sex-filled dreams which led to the two of you actually having sex. Now here Regulus sat with that particular day going on repeat in his mind.

“So this is sexual frustration or am I in love with her? Can I be in love? Of course, I can. I’m human even if I’m a priest? A priest…I don’t qualify for this job anymore.”

Regulus thought miserably. Getting out of bed, Regulus looked at his reflection in the mirror. The love bites that you had left on his chest and neck had healed but Regulus could point out exactly where they were. Everything about you, Regulus could vividly remember. He could remember just how you felt in his arms, how soft your skin was, the way you moaned his name, the way you felt like velvet around him….

“I have to stop.”

Regulus groaned. He considered praying for a moment but at the same time, it felt dirty. Praying to a deity for the return of a woman that Regulus was never meant to “know” was a surefire way to be struck down.

“But I haven’t been struck down…is this real? Is everything that I believed for years real?”

Regulus found himself questioning everything that he ever believed once again.

“I have to find her.”

(the next morning)

Sirius stood in his kitchen waiting for his new tea kettle to work.

“Any day now, mate. Remus said that you were supposed to be amazing and all that I have is cold water.”

The sound of the doorbell ringing pulled Sirius from his thoughts. He gave the tea kettle a final glare before going to the door and opening it. Sirius was surprised to see Regulus on the other side of the door dressed in…normal clothes. He also noted how on edge his younger brother looked. This was a far contrast from the normally well-put-together calm person that Regulus typically was.

“Uh…hi…so Regulus what with the outfit? Where is your priest outfit?”

Regulus immediately shook his head.

“I quit! Sirius, I need your help. I fucked up big time!”

Sirius moved aside to let Regulus inside before chuckling to himself.

“He said fuck.”

Sirius closed the door before going back to the living room where Regulus stood pacing around the living room. Remus had come in from the back garden and was watching Regulus clearly confused as well.

Sirius gave Remus a shrug before turning back to his brother.

“So…Regulus…you said fuck, quit being a priest, and are pacing my living room. Do you want to tell me…”

“I slept with a woman!”

Regulus nearly yelled. He put a hand over his mouth as if he was spilling some big secret. Neither Sirius nor Remus moved for a moment. Both stood staring at Regulus as if he had grown an extra head.

“I slept with a woman and I think I’m in love with her but I royally fucked up. I told her that it was a temptation and never should have happened. She was understandably upset and won’t speak to me now.”

Sirius held a hand up.

“So…you mean to tell me that you…YOU…slept with an actual woman?”

Regulus gave Sirius an exasperated look.

“YES! Please keep up!”

Sirius choked back a giggle before composing himself.

“And you are in love with her?”

Regulus nodded sitting down and putting his hands over his face.

“Yes…maybe…I’m feeling something. She’s all that I can think about. I can not get her out of my mind. It's dreams about being with her in an actual relationship and sex. It doesn’t stop! All that I can think of is her sweet voice and soft skin.”

Sirius glanced over to Remus, who was looking as shocked as he was. Neither of the men ever expected something like this to happen. Regulus was so deadest on being a priest and adamant that he was asexual. After years of keeping that stance up…it was easy for Remus and Sirius to believe him.

Remus stepped closer to Regulus.

“Regulus, you should breathe. Look, would you like Sirius and I to help find her?”

Regulus looked up as Sirius’ mouth dropped.

“Look, I was counting on him to get me into heaven. Padre! Salvation here!”

Regulus gave Sirius a cold glare.

“I don’t even think that I believe in God. At least…I’m not sure about anything right now. I had everything going along in my life than I’m derailed.”

Sirius sighed.

“Remus is right. Despite my salvation now being in question, your needs are greater than my own. What is the girl’s name?”

Regulus leaned back.

“Y/n.”

Remus came in, keeping his voice as gentle and kind as possible.

“And where is she? Perhaps we can go over and the two of you can talk rationally? Sirius and I can explain how you are. You’re a nice guy and just experienced something that you never planned on. You were in a corner and didn’t know how to react.”

Regulus groaned again.

“It's not that simple. She doesn’t live here. She’s in Las Vegas.”

Sirius’ mouth dropped further.

“What were you doing in Las Vegas? Do you have some secret life that I don’t know about?”

Regulus stood up and began to pace again.

“No, I have never been to Las Vegas. She has family here and came to a service with them. She’s a showgirl.”

Sirius had to sit down on that one. He couldn’t help the laughter that was coming out of him. Not only had Regulus finally been visited by the “sexual feelings fairy” but he was now in love with a showgirl. A showgirl was the definition of sex appeal.

“Reggie, this keeps getting more and more interesting.”

Regulus quickly grew annoyed with his older brother’s amusement at his torment.

“Do you want to help me or not?”

“Sirius, get a grip. Regulus, we will help you.”

Sirius nodded and got back to his feet.

“Well said, Remus. Sorry, Reg. Okay, let's find her. Remus is excellent at stalking people. To the computer!”

A few moments later, Regulus stood behind Remus and Sirius as Remus typed away.

“So her name is Y/n L/n?”

Regulus nodded as Remus typed your name in followed by Las Vegas, NV. It took a few more clicks for Remus to find multiple pictures of you. In some of the pictures, you were in your showgirl costume. In others, you were dressed in elegant dresses.

Remus turned to meet Sirius’ gaze as his boyfriend leaned back in his chair.

“Damn, Reg. She is pretty! I don't blame you for this. If she was some ugly hideous thing, I would be concerned but this girl…damn!”

Remus was busy typing away on the keyboard.

“Got it. I have her address. She lives with a woman named Mindy. That has to be her roommate.”

Regulus looked baffled by Remus’ methods.

“How do you know all of this?”

Remus smiled.

“Skills, my friend. I can find out anything about anyone. I took the liberty of booking us some airplane tickets. We should be going soon.”

Regulus suddenly became panicked. He was going to be finding you. What was he supposed to say? Would a simple “I’m sorry” really take care of this? Regulus couldn't say yes or no.

“What if she won’t speak to me? What if all of this is for nothing? I have thrown away everything that I have worked so hard for.”

Sirius reached out and gently grasped his brother’s shoulder.

“You’ll never know what will happen if you don’t try to talk to her.”

On the airplane, Regulus sat with his head down silently brooding. All of this was happening so fast that he couldn’t mentally keep up. He was partially mourning his old life. The life that he spent so much time in effort working toward. Something, however, told Regulus that you were worth every moment of it.

Even if he really didn't know you, it all seemed worth it. Getting to know you healthily seemed worthy of every moment of confusion. What if you were the one missing puzzle piece in his life? What if you were the “one” who could put everything he felt into perspective? You would be the one to prove to Regulus that love truly existed…

“I hope that love actually exists.”

Regulus thought as Sirius turned to him.

“Okay, Remus has put more together about Y/n. Her friend Mindy is a fashion designer. Y/n is her model. Dude, you weren’t kidding, this woman is stunning. Here watch this, you can stare at her moving.”

Regulus took the phone from his brother and hit play on the video. It was a promotion made for the woman named Mindy’s fashion portfolio. Regulus smiled the moment that you showed up on the screen dressed in an emerald green cocktail dress. Simply staring at you was enough to make Regulus’ panic calm. With each pose, soft smile, and lyric of the happy pop song playing, Regulus felt himself falling further and further over that cliff.

“I've learned to feel what I cannot see, but with you, I lose that vision I don't know how to dream your dream so I'm all caught up in the superstition I want to reach out and pull you to me.Who says I should let a wild one go free Trying to catch your heart is like trying to catch a star But I can't love you this much, baby and love you from this far Waiting for a star to fall and carry your heart into my arms That's where you belong in my arms, baby”

Regulus had never agreed more with a song lyric in his life. He played the video again simply to see you smile.

“What if she thinks that I am some kind of nutcase? I mean, I had you two cyberstalk her and I’ll but turning up at her door unannounced. What if she thinks that I’m a creep?”

Sirius gave his brother a sympathetic expression. He knew that there was a very real possibility of this happening. Sirius only hoped that you would flattered by the fact that Regulus was putting so much effort into apologizing for how he treated you. If he has to, Sirius would talk to you himself and explain that Regulus left everything for you…could that not be worth some redeeming qualities?

“You won’t have to worry about him cheating. Regulus has never been into anyone like he is you. The man left the priesthood for you. Not many women can say that about their lovers. The man literally dumped God for you. He may have said some things that were really…cold…but that isn’t him. Regulus may play tough because that’s how we were raised. Could you please just give him a chance?”

Sirius had put that together for his speech if it came down to it. He was also positive that Remus could come up with something more profound as well.

“I don’t think she will. Granted, I don’t know Y/n but I would be totally flattered if some guy left something like the priesthood for me. Add hopping on a plane and showing up at my doorstep with a heartfelt apology…my panties would be coming off…now this is if I were a woman, okay?”

Sirius was happy when Regulus smiled at that.

“That makes me feel somewhat better and also totally uncomfortable at the same time.”

Sirius leaned back in his seat as the “fasten seatbelt” sign came on.

“Alsmot showtime, Reggie.”

An hour later, all three men stood outside of a townhome. Regulus stared at the doorbell as his heart raced. This was it! This was the moment that he would know if you would truly forgive him and give him a shot…or if he completely blew it.

“Reg, rign the doorbell man. It's like standing on the surface of the sun out here.”

Sirius grumbled from behind him. The Las Vegas heat was something that Sirius was clearly not used to.

“Okay, here goes nothing.”

Regulus replied before reaching out and pushing the doorbell. The moment that Regulus heard the bell, he could have passed out. Was it too late to run? Could he jump in a bush? The answer was no. Regulus couldn’t chicken out now. He coudln’t run to the priesthood anymore to avoid an uncomfortable arranged marriage courtesy of his mother. It was time for Regulus to stop running.

A moment later the door opened and who had to be Mindy stood on the other side. She looked between Regulus, Remus, and Sirius with a polite smile.

“Hi, can I help you?”

Regulus bit the inside of his lip before taking a deep breath.

“Hi, can I please see Y/n?”

Mindy raised an eyebrow before smiling again.

“I’m sorry, she isn’t home. Who are you?”

Regulus nervously scratched the back of his head. Would Mindy start cussing him out? Did she know what he did? Of course, she did. She had to.

“I’m Regulus Black. I uh…”

Mindy’s mouth dropped. The smile faded as she gave him a scathing look. Mindy knew all about Regulus. You had told her all about the event that took place in the church and how it felt right…until Regulus dismissed you like some common whore.

“Oh! You’re Regulus.”

Regulus nodded uncomfortably.

“I see you know who I am.”

Mindy nodded closing the door and crossing her arms over her chest.

“Well, I’m Mindy and yeah, I know who you are. You really hurt my best friend.”

Sirius took this as his cue to step up.

“Hi there. I’m Sirius Black. Regulus is my brother. Mindy, I apologize for just turning up on your doorstep. If you would just give me a few moments to speak to you, I can make all of this make sense.”

Mindy raised her eyebrow again. She was half tempted to go back in and slam the door. She didn’t have to mention this to you but something told her not to.

“Okay, you have five minutes. Come in. It's too damn hot out here.”

Walking into the well-decorated townhome, Regulus looked around the living room before nervously sitting down. Mindy came into the room not taking her eyes off of him.

“Okay, start talking.”

Mindy said. Sirius stood up.

“Mindy, this whole situation obviously isn’t ideal. I know that you are probably protective over Y/n but you have to understand that my brother isn’t a bad guy. You see, before, Y/n he has never been interested in anyone. That is why he was a priest. He never meant to intentionally hurt Y/n. He didn’t know what to say and was acting on sheer…”

Mindy nodded.

“I see. That is what Y/n said too. Even though she was hurt, she wouldn’t say anything too bad about you, Regulus. You should know that Y/n is a nice girl. I mean a really nice girl. She doesn’t deserve any games. She may be a model and showgirl but that doesn’t make her any less deserving for proper love.”

Sirius cut back in.

“Please remember You’re talking to someone who until a few days ago never had any interest in anyone.”

Mindy fought back a smile.

“Okay, look, I have a fashion show later tonight. I’ll give you one shot. If you blow this, you won’t get a second chance.”

Regulus’ snapped his head up as Mindy handed him a ticket.

“Be there by seven and bring her flowers. Daisy’s are her favorite, just an FYI.”

Mindy gave Regulus a small smile that told him he hadn’t exactly blown it.

“I won’t mess up again.”

Mindy nodded.

“I hope not.”

To be continued…

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JUST LEAVE A COMMENT FEST

(19-21 April)

This was so fun!!! It finally got me to focus on reading the wonderful fics on my tbr list that I've been desperate to read and comment on even if my brain was stupid and kept putting it off.

Thank you to @justleaveacommentfest for the inspo and organisation of the fest. I managed to make 16 comments which is not a lot but still (!!!). And a big thank you as always to all the fantastic authors for putting their work out there <3

Recs from the weekends' reading under the cut!

All The Animals He Could Be by FrillyPinkUmbrella (HP, 29K, E, Sirius/James)

Summary: "It was like just like looking into a fire, he thought, as he gazed into the one currently blazing in the Common Room. He knew that it provided consistent comfort and that it burned at the touch, yet nothing of what lived behind the flames. It was so bright it blotted out its own answers. James’ rule-breaking, not only of the obvious rules, but the unwritten, agreed-upon ones—none of that was new. But the nastiness was." In sum: Remus hates the idea of his friends trying to be Animagi, James is being strange, and Peter just wants to pass his OWLs. And Sirius is...turning into a dog. ___ An exploration of

where you belong by itsjamespotterr (HP, 1.2k, G, Sirius/James)

Summary: Sirius is finally moving into the boys' dorm room, where he belongs. Written in celebration of Trans Day of Visibility <3

"A kiss is the beginning of cannibalism." by camichats (HP, 255 words, T, Sirius/James)

Summary: Drinking from Sirius is the closest they can be, but James wants more.

Need you tonight by mycupofrum (HP, 1.6k, E, Sirius/James)

Summary: Not one to back down from a challenge, James closes his lips around his straw and sucks. The man merely raises his brow, but James knows he just gained the stranger's undivided attention.

The Sanctity of Sin by forest_death (HP, E, 2.5K, Sirius/James)

Tags: Alternate Universe, Priest Kink, Sexual Content, Religious Imagery & Symbolism, Religion Kink, Religious Guilt, Religious Content

all you do is kill, love snakes, and lie by soopsiedaisies (HP, M, 4.7K WIP, Sirius/James/Lily, Tom/Harry)

Summary: [BREAKING] LOCAL DARK LORD STILL HAS NOSE TO PUNCH GODRIC’S HOLLOW - English Dark Lord ‘Lord Voldemort’ (54) may be high on egocentrism, but he gets one sobering reality-check. After Harry Potter (32) went on a trip in his favourite rocket ship, he promptly ended up getting slung through the space-and-time-continuum; this curious happenstance ensured that his father, James Potter (21), got away from a murder attempt with no more than some mildly bruised ribs.

Sometimes I got to get away by plecotusauritus (HP, M, 1.4K, Gen Sirius-centric)

Summary: They leave while it’s still dark and cold. Those are the best hours of the day - before sunrise brings the smothering heat of August, and before everyone else has gotten up. Just the two of them, a quiet world, and open roads.

it's getting hard to be someone (but it all works out) by soopsiedaisies (HP, T, 37K WIP, Gen eventual S/J)

Summary: James dies. Or he doesn't. Either way, being legally dead but not actually dead is kind of a hassle, getting his best friend out of jail is as well, and let's not even talk about the difficulty of preventing multiple murders by controlling his temper. Also, his Cloak is acting really weird...