#the other hp au

[poolpvrty]

Lord Sirius and Lord James 🤲

[cerise-grenadine]

so, when @dearestdo3 posted her lovely Pokémon drawing, it made me want to sketch my old team too! well, i should say teamS because i couldn’t choose in the end 😩

so here’s the roundup: (it’s more of what team would represent him rather than who he’d pick of course 🤭) (and it's my AU!Snape so no Lily or does involved)

Young angry Death Eater Sev.

Corvisquire — his patronus is a raven, and although at this age he wouldn’t be able to cast one, i still had to include one bc it represents him quite well. (not too fond of other raven Pokémon, i hesitated with Corviknight but find him too sturdy/metal-looking)

Seviper — he obviously needs a snake Pokémon. not my fave snake design but i usually pick this one for two reasons: can’t ignore that he’s called SEViper, and i like that he is canonically Zangoose’s rival who reminds me of McGonagall/Gryffindor :D

Alolan Marowak — this Sev has traumatic mommy issues so Cubone is a nice pick, and the sinister witchy Ghost evolution is 👌🏻 (tried to draw him in an agressive action pose and failed miserably alas, so he’s just waiting ominously)

Duskull — i had to pick at least one Death Eater Pokémon, so the death mark one it is.

Absol — he’s just there for the gloomy emo vibe 🤌🏻

Crobat — well. he’s a BAT. a COOL BAT.

thought about drawing a Voldie-Serperior in the background and then got lazy so please imagine he's there 😌

Chiller adult Sev. pissed off by his work and moldy voldy coming back, but overall has been working on his issues and is much more in control of himself. healthier habits and hobbies.

Seviper & Corvisquire are still there bc they’re very representative of him

Gloom — i wanted a poison Pokémon for potion reasons. Gloom and her oozing seemed an interesting pick — especially since i accidently gave his gf a Bellossom

Hatterene — she’s so witchy and so gender ✨i felt she was not unlike his adult self, solitary, a bit sinister, magical and graceful.

Umbreon — he’s here for the emo vibes but chiller than Absol

Sinistea — magical tea for the magic British school. again chill vibes but also a little bit dark — fits Sev.

Muireann. what can i say, she’s all fluff and love and music

Blissey — she’s nurturing, she’s caring, she’s wholesome.

Vulpix — she’s also young and fiery

Gourgeist — Gourgeist is a redhead jack-o-lantern, and in French she’s named after banshees, so she made sense in the team of an Irish witch.

Wooloo — a wee happy lamb! also they have the same hairdo.

Bellossom & Meloetta are both here for musical reasons: Muireann is a dancer and singer and music is one of the most important things in her life — she’d have musical Pokémon.

[moonstruckme]

I sent a request a while back before I knew about you closing your request. (Sorry about that.) But maybe apocalypse Remus and reader finally reuniting with the others? Or dealing with the full moon approach while separated from the pack and all the reader wants to do is help, but Remus doesn't want to hurt her? Or maybe they get attacked again, and they get away just fine, but the reader gets hurt in the process or something. Idk something angsty just sounds so good rn 😅

Thank you for requesting love, sorry for the wait!

cw: blood

apocalypse au

Remus Lupin x fem!reader ♡ 1.2k words

You’re off gathering more twigs to feed the fire when you hear a series of explosions. Your head snaps in that direction, time seeming to stop with your heart. In the next second you’re dropping the kindling, sprinting back for the campsite, because if someone’s found Remus, if they’ve gotten through his protections—

You only make it a few steps before you see he’s already racing toward you, barely glancing behind him to shoot a nonverbal spell at the three—no, four, five—bounty hunters chasing after him. You scramble for your wand to help, knocking a couple off his heels before Remus barrels into you. He apparates without hesitating, and a scream tears from your throat, pain searing through your side. 

You and Remus grip each other tightly, rolling to the ground. The place where you’ve landed is quiet, but you can hardly tell with the desperate ringing in your ears and the sound of your own panting breaths. Remus rolls off you, inadvertently putting pressure on the blazing pain in your side. You cry out and put your hands over the spot, shielding it from further harm.  

“Fuck.” He’s panting too, shoving his wand in the waistband of his jeans with shaking hands. “Sorry, I didn’t have time to warn you, I—are you hurt?” 

Your brain is all static, speech beyond you, but in a breath there are hands covering yours, pulling at the edge of your shirt. Your shirt, sticky with blood. You moan. 

“You have to let me see,” Remus is saying, fighting to get your hands away from the wound. “I can’t help if I can’t see it.” 

Your shirt sticks and clings to you as he peels it off, the cool air somehow making everything worse. Remus curses proficiently. His touch vanishes. It’s a relief, and also not. You want to go curl up somewhere by yourself until this hurt goes away, and also you don’t want him to leave you. 

He’s back a second later, taking your wrists in a gentle but firm grip to get them away from your side. You hadn’t realized you’d grabbed it again. 

“You’re okay,” he promises swiftly, and you must really trust him, because you almost believe him despite the leaves growing slick with blood beneath you. “You’re going to be fine. Sorry, this is going to sting.” 

You don’t quite process the words before fire sears your side. You choke on a sob, but the pain only spreads, moving inward like it’s eating you away to nothing. Remus shushes you, tiny, helpless placations rushing from between his lips. 

“You’re okay, sweetheart. You’re okay. I’ve got you. Almost done now.” 

When the burning ebbs, you’re honestly not sure whether this new feeling is only the lesser pain you’d felt before whatever Remus had done to you. But a few ticks go by, and the static in your head fades. You can hear yourself breathing. The breeze rustling through trees. You touch your side tentatively, and it’s whole. 

Remus’ scarred hand skims it as though making sure of the same thing. You look at him, tears still clumped in your lashes, and he retracts his hand, glancing down to screw the cap back on the bottle. 

“What is that?” Your voice scrapes on its way out. You clear your throat embarrassedly. 

Remus looks over like he isn’t sure you’re talking to him. “This?” You nod. “Essence of dittany. There’s some powdered silver in it, but that doesn’t tamper with the healing.” 

You nod again, swallowing. Neither of you feel the need to discuss why he has the potion so readily available. Remus turns away from you, burying it back in his bag. You realize for the first time that he even has it, must have managed to grab it before the bounty hunters go too close. You’re both lucky he’s so quick on his feet.

“Thank you,” you say, sitting up, “and, uh, sorry for…making it so difficult.” 

Remus softens. He kneels beside you again, holding a different bottle in his lap as he draws a careful finger under your lashes, catching the tears hanging there. “I’m sorry for splinching you. I should have warned you we were going to apparate.” 

“You were under duress. I think you can be excused some hasty decision-making.” 

“You splinched away nearly half your middle,” he says, a bit of teasing in his voice. “I think you can be excused a bit of hysteria.” You can’t tear your gaze away from his amber eyes, and he doesn’t shy from it. “You came close to losing a few ribs. I don’t know what we would’ve done then.” 

“You would’ve fixed it,” you say certainly, and Remus drops his stare, a bashful smile lifting one corner of his mouth as he unscrews the bottle he’d pulled out of the pack. 

“Maybe,” he allows. “Here, have a few sips of this.” 

You sniff at it tentatively. 

“Don’t smell, just drink.” 

You do. Then you gag, coughing. “Ugh, what is it?” 

“Blood-Replenishing Potion. Have just a little bit more,” he instructs, watching while you do before taking the bottle back and twisting on the cap. “You really scared me, bleeding all over the place like that.” 

“Sorry.” 

He hums as he stores the bottle back in the bag, eyes going somewhere foggy and faraway. It may be the new familiarity of this particular look, but you know instantly what he’s thinking of: the other people he’s terrified for, who might not be faring so well without his help and ample medical supplies. 

“How do you think they’ve managed to find us twice in under a week?” he asks, quiet enough that you wonder if he’s even talking to you. 

“They didn’t.” You match his tone, soft and careful. “Those were bounty hunters, not death eaters.” 

Remus grunts. “Same thing, under this government.” 

“Those guys found us by chance,” you say with certainty you don’t feel. “James and Sirius have always had better luck than that. And they’re smart. If anyone stumbled upon them, they’d get away, too.” 

His throat bobs, but he nods. “You’re right. They’re perfectly competent on their own, I just…I don’t like the idea of them out there without us to help.” 

“Me neither,” you admit at a murmur. 

Remus only looks into the leaves, gaze still distant. You give him the time he needs to collect himself, surveying the area you’ve landed in. It’s not vastly different from the forest you’d been in before, but some of the trees look different and when you listen you can hear a few birdsongs that aren’t the ones you’ve lived among for the past few days. The sun is just starting to dip into the horizon. It lights everything in a soft, glowy orange. You’ll need to gather kindling again if you’re going to have a fire, but for now you just take a breath. The sunlight tangles in Remus’ hair, making his skin look buttery smooth and romanticizing his expression into one of contemplation rather than hauntedness. Your heart throbs, a warm sort of ache. You wonder if he can fix that, too.

“I know it’s not the same,” you say quietly, embarrassedly, “but at least for now, we have each other.” 

Remus smiles. It’s small and weary, but a smile nonetheless. “Yeah,” he says. “I’m glad for it.”

[as-thra]

"Let me go I'm going to be late—"

"Our baby brother's all grown up..."

"It's just a date!"

🌹 Page siblings for the page sibling likers :]!!! mostly for trevor and jester since their posts about esme and reggie made me think about them a lot snsjsjsn

🐍 Bonus!!! The other side of the sibling dynamic (lovingly), aslan and cassandra:

bonus bonus.. how i imagine the pose i drew the page siblings in, daniel grows taller than esme eventually and she still insists on pulling him down for hugs:

[chiocchi]

The Knight and The King AU

[sweetnnaivete]

thinking about rosekiller meeting in college. they don't know each other's names, but they have a bunch of classes together. they bump into each other at a party, barty drinking vodka with a straw and evan not drinking at all. they (barty) flirt but don't catch each other's names, and go home thinking about each other. they make up names for each other, barty calling evan an angel and evan calling barty a demon. when they find out their real names, it's like something clicks into place and next thing you know they're making out in a bathroom stall. they study each other, barty being a psych major and evan a med student, then after college ends they stop talking until they inevitably cross paths again, by accident.

[bythepen98]

Dramione ||💚❤️️

(8th year) How I view their dynamic

They grow to like each other after being forced to work together for a several month long project

They love to banter and are often seen spending time together in the library or walking hand-in-hand by the lake

smart Draco. Hermione enjoys researching and debating with him

They still fight ofc. It can be explosive

but they make sure not to leave it brewing for too long to affect their relationship

The type of couple who'll peck each other on the lips before storming off in separate directions after an argument lol

They hug each other extra hard once they make up, probably even cry a bit.

The whole school breathes a sigh of relief now that they don't have to deal with an irate Hermione and a sulky Draco patrolling the halls and taking away everyone's points for the littlest thing.

[t1oui]

had an idea for two of my ocs that wouldn't work for them but i think it would work for jily so here's my thoughts

toxic singers jily except they're not toxic towards each other, they're toxic towards everybody else. (this isn't based on my kink is karma by chappell roan, but that song goes PERFECTLY with what i'm thinking. keep this in mind for later)

at first they're in a band with a few others, let's say dorcas and sirius. at the beginning lily is dating dorcas and james is dating remus, who isn't in the band.

see, sirius is the one who wanted to start the band. he's the one who's dreamed of being a musician. but james is the one everybody likes. james is the one people want to sing. james leaves sirius behind and starts writing songs with lily instead.

eventually, james and lily start their own band where it's just the two of them. everybody loves them and slowly they're spending more and more time with each other rather than their partners or friends. when dorcas breaks up with lily, it's a surprise to no one but them because they've been engrossed in their own little world. remus wants to talk to james but he can't because james is putting his friendship with lily over anyone and everyone else.

(their concern for james, as friends of his, is how sirius and remus meet)

finally, finally, james and lily decide to take a little time at home, and remus breaks up with james. and this is where the whole "my kink is karma" relation comes in, because that song is basically remus watching james become less and less like the person he fell in love with, spending all of his time with lily. he watches the two of them push everybody away, convincing themselves (and each other) that they're not the problem.

remus gets to be happy with sirius while james and lily ruin their lives without even realizing. remus gets to watch their 15 seconds of fame collapse out from under them, gets to start a new band with dorcas, sirius, and marlene where sirius gets all the spotlight he wants. remus gets to laugh when james and lily come crawling back to their old bandmates, to him, and beg for forgiveness. because it's too late, obviously. they had their choice, and they chose each other.

[bebyebeeh]

i need an AU where Regulus and Sirius are hit with a de-aging curse and suddenly they're 4/5yos and they're each others whole world again

they just can't stand to be separated so James and Remus have to make sure they don't do anything stupid while trying to look for a way to break the curse

[nicoathogwarts]

(Prev)

Nico had to stay in the hospital wing for several days until he was nearly solid. When he blinked awake everything was far too bright, if it weren't for the silence he would've assumed he was back in the infirmary with Will hovering nearby to make sure his vitals were normal.

Some people had left cards and small gifts for when he got better. A surprisingly nice gesture, maybe it meant that he wouldn't have to explain anything to anyone. The gods weren't that kind, he'd just lie and let Dumbledore make his own assumptions.

Once he was fully solid and able to walk up to the Headmasters office he did, guided by Snape who seemed even more displeased then usual. If he hadn't been around for a while Nico would've suspected he were a monster in disguise. Maybe he was playing the long game. "Lemon Sherbert." As the eagle twisted to expose a spiral staircase Snape gave Nico one last sneer. "If Dumbledor had any sense you'd be expelled with the rest of Potter and his friends. Fortunately you were not part of his antics, simply an unfortunate side effect of his little escape. Him and his friends sent you to the hospital wing after being hit with multiple unknown hexes and curses."

Nico nodded and went up. He'd figure out what all of that was about later. He sat down in front of Dumbledore's desk. "Professor."

"Mr. di Angelo it's good to see you well again, you gave Madame Pomfrey quite the scare. I don't believe she's seen anything quite like it before." He chuckled to himself. "It was very noble to go against your house and aid Harry, who knows what may have happened if you hadn't been there to apparate everyone to safety."

"Yeah, I mean I wasn't really thinking about when it, it just happened. What happened after I passed out? No one's told me anything other then to see you."

"Harry went after Voldemort with some of the Order members while Sirius Black stayed with you and the rest of your friends until help could come. Minister Fudge saw Voldemort alive for himself and it has been confirmed that he has returned. Unfortunately, he and his followers fled the Ministry soon after."

Nico nodded along "And everyone else is ok? No casualties?"

"Everyone else is fine. Now off you go, I hear your housemates have been very worried about you."

Nico made his way down to the Slytherin common room where he immediately took one of the nice armchairs stationed in front of the fireplace. When the bell rang signaling the end of class he hardly had time to breathe before his housemates were surrounding him and demanding answers.

After many "I don't remember who hexed me with what" and "I don't know why they did it" they finally backed off. It took another twenty minutes to make them agree not to get revenge in his behalf, if only because he swore to do it himself.

"Hey."

Ginny jumped and looked around the empty common room. "How'd you get in?"

Nico stepped out of the shadows. "I waited until I overheard someone say the password. But that's not why I'm here, I can't be seen with anyone outside of Slytherin. My standing isn't that great as it is, and it'd be a lot worse if people knew I'd gone with you to the ministry."

"I get it. Do you know what happened after you apparated?"

Nico shrugged "nope. I'm going to go before I'm missed. If you see any coins laying around don't touch them."

[absurdumsid]

is it weird that I make sure I like every post and reblog you do most recently -

sorry i dont think his first language is english

Keeper! Sans belongs to me !!

[poolpvrty]

Killing Eve; Rita and Bellatrix!

[whatsitzface]

Just out of curiosity✧˖°.☾

[miktoast]

an unfinished portrait of my Harry Potter, that apparently gets compressed when I try to post it and is now pixely

[as-thra]

⏳

Catalyst Ivy Warrington in AM!AU !!!!!!!!!!!! like clockwork, hcs always under the cut

if you can't tell just by looking at her am!au ivy stresses about her appearance a lot :']]] she's much much more clean cut, cookie cutter, prim and proper, garden princess... she's gone through horrors at age 11 and this is how she came out everything's obviously okay

Meticulously cared for pin straight hair with not a strand out of place, she brushes it an exact 600 strokes nightly

Her eyebrows are groomed perfectly!!! she has light freckles she covers up!!!!! she has eye bags she conceals !!!!!! she has blush to return a healthy glow to her skin !!!!!!!!! she swears its natural and she'd never touch make up

Her sweater is so very soft and is genuinely such a source of comfort for her... she keeps her posture right and stiff, her clothes are uncomfortable, she's probably getting a headache from that headband, but her sweater's a saving grace

Her pose is on purpose this time nsnske

Catalyst Ivy because it's her that ends up triggering every am related plot point... it only made sense, she set off the first thing that set it to motion after all

In AM!AU she presents herself so cleanly because her mind is the exact opposite, her memories are in a disarray after they've been taken out - altered - put back - removed again - returned again after the accident with winnie, yyyyyeah their grandmother isn't very good in am!au and the consequences of tampering with memory is much more clear with our ivy here

[sneverussape]

currently in grad school thesis hell so wanted some academic au lily n sev doin their phd and postdoc✨📚