#this is all marauders and first war era ships

[fiendishfyre]

Is there AA meetings for multishippers trying to get their shipping addiction under control? Asking for a friend.

[enbysiriusblack]

think about bellatrix x alecto. For a moment if you will please🙏

they could be the death eater power couple just imagine-

okay yes. love that. have not thought much about alecto but i can def see it. i'm big into quillkiller so i'm sorta imagining it starting as a rebound for bellatrix during first war and after she gets out of prison they start up again and get more obsessively and brutally into each other.

[unconventional-lawnchair]

Marauders and Lightning Era Masterlist

started - 08.13.2024

last updated - 09.07.2024

Total Finished works - 17

WIP- 3

Reqs: Open! Can be as specific as you'd like, or as vague as Youd like! i write both xreader and canon x canon. all LGBTQ forms of requests are welcome!

All triggers and small summaries listed in the fanfiction

Matured audience advised

HARRY POTTER and CO.

-We'll Heal Together (Angst, Fluff, Hurt/Comfort) 13/? parts Remus Lupin/Sirius Black x Reader

Part 1-9 can be read as a standalone.

Summary: Harry Potter grew up without the warmth of a family he should have known. A father in James Potter, a mother in Lily Potter, a God Father in Sirius Black, and an uncle in Remus Lupin. Oh, and let's not forget, a godmother in {Y/N} {L/N}

Alt Summary: Starts at the end of Chamber of secrets and into the Prisoner of Azkaban with the first chapter, Harry meeting his father's old friends, and starts learning the fate of {Y/N}, who has long since been presumed dead. there seems to be more of a story hidden behind her disappearance, and in turn, her reappearance.

POLY!SHIPS

-Poly!Marauders+Lily x Fem!Reader - Zombie Apocalypse Au

Part 1 Summary: You find a group of survivors who could really use your help} Part 2 Summary: Someone had been hiding something fatal} Part 3 Summary: Reader has sometime with Remus, before she is sent out alone with Sirius}

-Jily x Slytherin!Reader

Part 1 Summary: An interesting situationship with Jily}

REMUS LUPIN

-Spoiled Brat (Pt 1?) (Lil Angsty, +18, fluff)

Summary: When your escapism over the summer turns a bit more real, as you fall in love with a half blood your father would never approve of}

-Think like a Lupin (Angsty, lotta angst, happy ending! fluff +18)

Summary: Your parents are planning to marry you off the second after you graduate, but after an unfortunate encounter with a werewolf, plans change.

-Break a Leg Not My Heart (Some angst, mostly light hearted fluff)

Summary: You get hurt during Quidditch practice and Remus doesn't leave your side. Friends to lovers.

-Meeting Royalty (Fluff, Suggestive)

Summary: Meet cute but make it royalty}

JAMES POTTER

-Fall in Love in a Night (A lil angst, basically just a fluffy fluffy love story)

Summary: College AU, Muggle AU, James falls in love with the some of the worst parts of you }

-Fix it Yourself (All the Angst, lil comfort) +18

Summary: Falling in love with James Potter was a whirlwind affair full of lies and heartbreak. Everything comes to a head when he asks you to fake date someone so Lily will give him a chance.

SIRIUS BLACK

-Casual (Angsty, fluff at the end) +18

Summary: Sirius falls for his most recent hook up, and she refuses to cave to what she wants}

-Fix it Yourself (All the Angst, lil comfort) +18

Summary: Falling in love with James Potter was a whirlwind affair full of lies and heartbreak. Everything comes to a head when he asks you to fake date someone so Lily will give him a chance.

HERMIONE GRANGER

-Invisible (Lil Angsty, basically just fluff) Blurb

Summary: Reader is a bit of a punk like Sirius, with Remus's insecurities. She doesn't believe she deserves a girl like Hermione. No real plot just Angst straight into fluff

MATTHEO RIDDLE

-But daddy I love him (Lil Angst, fluff)

Summary: Harry finds out his sister is dating Mattheo Riddle Ft. James, Lily, Remus, Sirius - No war au }

" Dinner Party " (Pt 2)

Summary: The Potters throw a dinner party; Mattheo meets the family} Wc- 4142

BARTY CROUCH JUNIOR

-The boy I knew {Sneak peek}

Summary- When Barty knew love

-The Boy I Knew {Part 1} (Angst, Fluff, +18)

-Traitor (Fluff, Angst) wip

Summary- The four times he should have said love, and the fifth time he lost his chance.

REGULUS BLACK

-Monarch butterfly (Hurt/comfort) wip

Summary- Monarch butterflies only live for up to six weeks. Their life brings an unspoken joy to the people who witness it, a peaceful feeling to the life that last so much longer then their own. They bring smiles to the faces of children, they bring good luck for those who choose it, they bring so much value to lives they will never truly be a part of. Your butterfly was, and always would be, Regulus black.

[starofthesea37]

Marauders x Batfamily Crossover

So I really want to write a marauders x bats crossover, but I am uncharacteristically lost on the mechanics of it. You see, I love coming up with random au’s for my fandoms, and I have SO MANY IDEAS about interactions between marauders era characters and the bats (specifically around sibling dynamics), and many many ideas for random plot points and scenes, but what I can’t figure out is why they end up in this situation in the first place.

The general idea is that the bats go undercover at Hogwarts during the marauders era to gather information and help with the war against Voldemort. I’m not sure WHICH of the bats it would be, and what their roles in this endeavour would be (is it Tim, Steph & Damian who go, as they’re the only ones in the age range? Or is there some sort of age reversal spell involved that allows them all to attend? Or maybe the older bats are involved, but from the outside, as members of the Order of the Phoenix or Deatheaters or Ministry workers etc., or is it Young Justice who go?), but that is something I can figure out later depending on the mechanics of how it comes about.

What I need to know first is why it’s happening. Whereas in Golden Trio era crossovers the timeline can easily be adjusted to match up, for this crossover it’s very important that the Marauders era is in the 70s, and the bats would have to be from the 2010s+ in order to realistically have the technology they do. Therefore there has to be some sort of time or dimension travel involved. Meaning that this mission has to be entirely purposeful and planned. They have to have a reason to go back in time or travel to another dimension to help with the wizard of war (which also happens to be in England, very far from Gotham and the bats territory).

I have plans for how they get magic, how they get into the school etc., but this part is what’s really bugging me. I need my AU’s to make logical sense, otherwise I drop them.

I’d also like to mention that there are literally no fics with this crossover on ao3, and therefore I, as someone who has been deeply immersed in both these fandoms for a while, feel a moral obligation to fill this tragic gap. There’s just far too much potential for character interactions and awesome plot points to pass up the opportunity.

Also I’d like to put what ships/headcanons I may be including/referencing in this, just as a disclaimer in case anyone feels strongly against them. Just because they’re on this list doesn't necessarily mean they will definitely be included, but this is just what I fuck with and will include if it works for the plot.

•Romantic Ships (Marauders): Jegulus, Wolfstar, Pandalily, Dorlene, Rosekiller.

•Romantic Ships (Bats): TimKon (possibly Timberkon), Birdflash.

•I can maybe be convinced to include others so long as they’re not incest, age gap or anything else horrifying and illegal.

•Platonic Ships/Dynamics (Marauders): Marauders (James, Peter, Sirius, Remus)(obviously), Valkyries (Lily, Mary, Marlene), Skittles (Regulus, Barty, Evan, Dorcas, Pandora), Black Brothers (Regulus & Sirius), Prongsfoot (James & Sirius), Moonwater (Regulus & Remus), Moonflower (Remus & Lily), Marlene, James & Peter as childhood besties.

•Platonic Ships/Dynamics (Bats): all the bats to varying degrees obviously, but specifically, Jason & Tim, Tim & Steph, Tim & Damian, Dick & Damian, Damian & Jason.

I’ve almost definitely forgotten some but you get the general picture. Hopefully.

I have an entire google doc dedicated to what houses I think each of the bats would be in, but my opinion on that changes literally daily. They’re confusing your honour. But mainly I think it would just be hilarious to put Jason Todd in a dorm with the marauders and watch them flounder. Oh and stick Tim in Regulus’ dorm. He’d be such a menace. And Steph in the Valkyries dorm. Someone stop me before I cause too much chaos 😭

Anyway! This crossover has been living rent free in my mind for so long and I would appreciate any and all feedback/thoughts/opinions/ideas!!!!

I’ll probably add more onto this at some point, but this is the general gist. Pleaseeeeee gimme ideas!!!

Oh also fuck jkr :)

[saintsenara]

You mentioned fanon turning barty crouch jr. into an uninteresting character. I don't know much about what the new fanon characterisation has really done with him, but I'm curious for your thoughts on why he's a canonically interesting character. I agree that he is, but it sounds like you might have some interesting thoughts on it that are already fleshed out.

thank you for the ask, @jamesunderwater, and i'm sorry for taking so long to drag myself around to answering this.

as you may have gathered if you’ve read my views on jegulus or wolfstar, the common fanon interpretation of marauders-era characters and i don’t really get on.

this is not a new development - me and goofy fanon sirius have been beefing for over a decade at this point, i fear - but our enmity has taken on a new form since [roughly] 2020, when the emergence of what we might call the modern marauders subfandom brought with it a whole series of expectations about characters, ships, personalities, and appearances in first war stories which - let me state my position immediately - have absolutely nothing to do with the characters as they are in canon.

i could talk about sirius or regulus or james or snape or lupin until the cows come home - as, i’m sure, could many of us - but i also dislike the expectations the marauders subfandom has around its supporting cast. these characters - who largely fall under the categories of women, slytherins, or both - have names that we might recognise from canon, but they are - to all intents and purposes - original characters.

to do some marauders fan defending, i do understand the rationale behind this. hogwarts is a school, and it needs to be filled with the sort of incidental characters that lightning-era writers can pull from the canon text [shoutout to ernie macmillan, the mvp]. if you’re writing about lily, then she needs friends - why not have them be alice, marlene, dorcas, emmeline, pandora etc.?

[well, because dumbledore isn’t running a child army. it makes no sense for the entire order of the phoenix to be in the same school year - and the idea that alice is probably around ten years older than lily, that pandora is around the same age as narcissa malfoy and isn’t a pureblood, and that marlene, dorcas, and emmeline are hard-nosed ministry bitches in their fifties who can have mad-eye moody quaking with just a look is something which can be prised from my cold, dead hands.]

and if you’re writing about the epic highs and lows of high-school football going to school during a sectarian conflict, then you need some antagonists. which is to say, you need some slytherins.

the issue i have is that the three key slytherins who seem to have been elevated to principal cast in the marauders pantheon - regulus black, barty crouch jr., and evan rosier - get what can only be called the smol bean treatment. that is, that three teenagers who all canonically join a terror organisation are turned into soft and tiny babies who thought lord voldemort was just feeling silly when he said, "my aim is the eradication of the muggleborn population through violent means."

and even fics which do acknowledge that the three willingly become terrorists often go out of their way to provide justifications for this which don’t contextualise their decision [something which is important - you can’t write about snape becoming a death eater without acknowledging the way that poverty, loneliness, and a sense of hopelessness make someone an easy target of radicalisation] but which minimise it. sometimes, their violence is turned into romantic vengeance - i’ve seen a fair amount of suggestions that barty goes to torture the longbottoms because frank was the auror who killed evan. sometimes, authors imply - or even outright state - that there’s no need to see these boys as aspiring villains: voldemort is right; the class system is good and should be maintained; and purebloods [usually james, sirius, regulus, barty, evan and maybe a token woman or two] should stick together while the half-breeds and the mudbloods go hang.

this - like all aristocracy wank in this fandom - annoys me enough with regulus and evan. but it’s particularly grating when it comes to barty crouch jr. because - unlike evan, who is literally just a name in the text, and regulus, who isn’t much more - he actually has a canon personality.

and it’s fascinating. indeed, i would even go so far as to say that barty crouch jr. is the greatest villain in the harry potter series.

[my apologies to lord voldemort.]

after all, even though he’s been imprisoned under the imperius curse for over a decade, barty is still so lucid and powerful that he is able to:

produce magic capable of tricking the goblet of fire, which is treated by all the adult characters involved as unprecedented.

pull off a year-long impersonation of a man whom dumbledore evidently knows extremely well without being clocked until his mission has been successful, even though his opportunities to observe the real moody can have been virtually non-existent. he is in character within seconds of his ambush on moody’s home - after the intruder-alert dustbins are set off - and is able to persuade ministry personnel who can be presumed to have met moody personally [including both amos diggory and arthur weasley, who appear to know him not only personally, but well] that he is the real deal. he maintains his performance even under close scrutiny from the teaching colleagues he has to interact with daily at hogwarts, despite the fact that he presumably can’t get a great deal out of the real moody, since he’s having to be kept deliberately weak and docile under the imperius curse.

manipulate multiple people into become accessories to his crimes, without ever being suspected of doing so. with the hindsight of knowing who he is, the first defence against the dark arts lesson in goblet of fire, in which "moody" deliberately distresses neville by using the cruciatus curse directly in front of him, before swooping in to be the person to cheer him up so that he can plant information which will help harry win the triwizard tournament and deliver him to voldemort, is chilling. he just gets unlucky that harry has the biggest martyr complex in human history.

commit murder on hogwarts’ grounds without ever being suspected of wrongdoing.

execute lord voldemort’s plan to kidnap harry and use him in his resurrection ritual flawlessly. the plan itself may be convoluted - but dark lords are allowed to have a flair for the dramatic, as a treat - but, crucially, it works, and barty succeeds in every respect.

but, i concede, we’re talking about the adult barty here. perhaps he was once a sweetheart who went unfortunately off the rails after his father sent him to prison and then - in effect - drugged him for years. that wouldn’t be a ridiculous suggestion.

except for the fact that - canonically - the teen barty was just as clever, sly, manipulative, and - above all - ardent in his support for voldemort as his adult self.

at his trial in the early 1980s, young barty gives the performance of a lifetime. he screams, he shakes, he looks terrified of the dementors, he is pale and weak and harmless-looking, he begs his mother to help him, he pleads with his father for mercy, he maintains his innocence as he's dragged off to his cell. he gives off the impression of simply having been in the wrong place at the wrong time so well that harry is almost certain that his conviction is illegitimate. so too, it is implied, is dumbledore.

indeed, barty plays the part of the wrongfully imprisoned so well that - as canon tells us - he not only influences public opinion to be broadly in favour of his probable innocence [or, at least, his diminished culpability - sirius suggests that the widespread view was that he was probably there, but that he only ended up involved in what was clearly bellatrix’s idea because of his father’s failure to relate to him properly], but also changes public opinion against the government’s anti-death-eater strategy entirely.

following his imprisonment, his father - a man who never met an extrajudicial punishment he didn’t like, and whose ruthless approach to dealing with the death eaters in the first war [such as his use of internment for suspected terrorists and his order to aurors to shoot to kill] was, we are told, enormously popular with the wizarding public - is forced to resign in disgrace from his role as head of the department of magical law enforcement. crouch sr. is quietly shuffled off into a boring bureaucratic position, his ambitions to be minister in tatters, and his only way forward to free his son from the prison cell where he is languishing for the crime he very literally did.

[as an aside, i do think that we are supposed to read bellatrix as the ringleader of the torture of the longbottoms. but, all too often, that gets reduced to her doing everything while rodolphus, rabastan, and barty just stand there gormlessly. they were clearly performing the curses too!]

now, barty’s unusual cunning can - of course - be explained by narrative reasons. the text needs to conceal that he’s the villain [since, as with philosopher’s stone, it wants to imply that the dark lord’s faithful servant at hogwarts is snape] until the very end - and this naturally requires dumbledore to not think too hard about whether his good judy alastor is behaving even more strangely than usual.

the text also needs to suggest that he's innocent in order to properly stick the landing on the narrative role of his father - barty crouch sr. as with dolores umbridge in order of the phoenix, crouch sr. exists to show harry [and the reader] that the rot in the wizarding world was not caused by - and will not stop with the defeat of - voldemort. his ruthlessness and inflexibility, his lack of respect for due process, his astonishingly cruel treatment of winky [brutal beyond even the standard way in which wizards abuse their enslaved elves] all serve to teach harry that the anti-voldemort cause can become just as easily corrupted as the disillusioned young men in voldemort’s orbit. the suggestion that crouch sent his own son to azkaban without good reason, simply because he would not deviate from his beliefs, is an important lesson to harry about what "justice" actually means.

but, despite this, barty is also able to pull off his deception because he’s spectacularly talented. it’s not all just narrative.

and his talents are caused by characteristics which aren’t good or bad in and of themselves. he’s clearly very intelligent [he got twelve owls, the series’ benchmark for genius]. he’s hyper-observant, creative, adaptable, good under pressure, and possessed of nerves of steel. he shares these traits with other villains in the series - voldemort above all - but he also shares them with plenty of the heroes. harry, for one.

which is to say that all of his personality traits could be put to non-criminal uses. but - as with harry, who is capable of being quite sinister when he wants to be [for example, when he manipulates slughorn into giving up the horcrux memory] - they would give a non-criminal barty an edge. and this doesn’t seem to be present in his standard fanon persona - as sweet and goofy as all marauders-era men - to any great extent.

finally, there is another aspect of barty’s character which is absent from his fanon version - that he clearly has some sort of childhood trauma, but that this does not excuse any of what he does.

even though crouch sr. is right to send him to azkaban, he was clearly also a cold and distant father, who had absolutely no idea how to relate to his son.

[as another aside, this emotional negligence is bad enough without it needing to be written as having been accompanied by extreme physical and/or sexual abuse. there seems to be a real tendency in fanfiction - not only in marauders-era stuff, although the exaggeration of orion and walburga black into despotic villains is one example of this - to make childhood misery "worse", in order to justify a character’s later actions.]

voldemort demonstrably uses barty’s terrible relationship with crouch sr. [and his absolutely flagrant daddy kink] to groom him into taking the dark mark [not least because there’s otherwise no explanation for why he cheerfully informs him that he too is named after his dad], which he may very well end up taking when he’s still at school. my reading is that he’s recruited to inform on his father - since voldemort would undoubtedly wish to keep the head of the department of magical law enforcement under constant surveillance - and that this is why the dark lord pays him the attention he is so obviously lacking.

but, as with snape and regulus and draco malfoy and all the other young death eaters, barty also colludes in his own radicalisation. voldemort is a master at ensnaring recruits, sure, but he’s also a busy man. he only bothers to make the effort because the clever, creative, cunning, manipulative young man - who wishes to avenge himself on the father who never paid him attention [sound familiar?] - he finds before him is very much determined to become a spectacular part of his terrorist organisation. and stories which feature him owe it to him to give him that dark complexity of character

show the series’ best villain some respect.

[dystopicjumpsuit]

I Wish All Readers a Very Hunter Life Day

A/N: This is a gift for @captainpains for the @cloneficgiftexchange Life Day Exchange. Prompt (will be in BOLD RED): "I know I love you and all, but you are really making this really hard for me!"

Pairing: Hunter x Reader (Fem; has hair)

Rating: M (minors DNI)

Wordcount: 2K

Warnings and tags: a minor guilt trip; light Life Day angst with a happy ending; Hunter is in his fratboy era; SMUT; hair pulling; oral sex; rough sex; biting; marking; dirty talk; praise kink; glove kink; armor kink; protected PIV (Reader is on space birth control/STI protection); strong language; fluff

Summary: Hunter may be a bit of a Life Day Grinch, but that doesn’t stop him from distracting you when the war threatens to keep you from spending Life Day with your family.

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Hunter didn’t mean to eavesdrop. If anything, you dropped the eave on him. He stalked toward the Marauder, supplies in tow after a successful run to the open-air market on this Maker-forsaken backwater of a planet. As he approached the ship, his enhanced senses meant he couldn’t help overhearing your low, strained voice—or the fact that you were definitely crying.

“I wish I could be there, but there’s just no way,” you said.

“I just don’t want you to miss your nephew’s first Life Day, sweetie.” 

The woman’s voice was unfamiliar, and Hunter slowed down, analyzing the situation.

“I know, Mom…” you sniffled a little bit. “I love you, but you are making this really hard for me. It’s not like I asked to be deployed to an active war zone.”

Hunter stopped in his tracks, frowning. He knew Life Day was coming up, but to be honest, he hadn’t thought much about it. It had always seemed more like a holiday for nat-borns, though he knew some of the regs had started to join in the celebrations since the war had broken out and they’d begun to interact with beings from other cultures.

It all seemed a bit excessive, if he was honest. A whole festival, just to celebrate family? He spent all his time with his brothers. He didn’t need to binge-watch Holomark Life Day flicks and decorate a kriffin’ tree, too—no matter how many times Wrecker asked. 

But still. You were a nat-born, and for the first time, it occurred to him just how much of a strain it must be on you to be plunged into the chaos and peril of the battlefield without even having the comfort of your family close by. You’d never mentioned it, and he had never wondered why until now.

He walked up the ramp of the Marauder, stomping a little harder than necessary to give you ample warning that he was back, and he heard you hurriedly end the comm just before he entered the ship.

“Hey,” you said with a forced smile. “Supply run go okay?”

“Mm-hmm,” he grunted, dropping the crate and kicking off the lid.

“Where’s the rest of the squad?”

“Still out,” he replied, moving closer to you and raising his hand to your chin, tilting your face so he could inspect it. “You’ve been cryin’.”

Your eyes widened, and you pulled away. “No, I haven’t.”

He let you go, ignoring your blatant lie. “Wanna talk about it?”

“Nothing to talk about,” you replied, dumping out the crate and beginning to stash the supplies in a cabinet.

He watched you silently for a moment, then crossed his arms over his chest and leaned against the wall, his gaze fixed on your face. “Wanna forget about it?”

You huffed an impatient laugh through your nose as you continued your work. “Why? Did you buy some kyrf while you were at the market?”

Hunter grimaced at your jab, remembering the particularly horrific after-effects of too many shots of kyrf liquor the last time the squad went to 79’s on shore leave. “That’s not exactly what I had in mind.”

“What, then?” You tossed the last of the supplies into the cabinet, then slammed the door and turned to him.

His dark eyes dropped to your lips. “I could distract you.”

You stared back at him in silence for a long beat. You couldn’t possibly have heard him right.

“What?” you asked blankly. 

He smirked—damn his stupid, handsome face—and leaned closer to you. You resisted the urge to swallow when he did, knowing he’d hear you. Instead, you put on your grumpiest expression and deflected like a champ.

“I’m not playing sabacc with you again,” you said with a scowl. “You cheat.”

“I just notice your tells. That's not cheating.”

“It is when you have enhanced senses,” you retorted.

“Not like I can turn ‘em off,” he pointed out. “For example, right now, you have a tell.”

You raised your eyebrows but didn’t respond. He reached out and trailed his fingertips up the inside of your wrist, leaning close enough to whisper in your ear.

“Your heart is racing, little one.”

You yanked your wrist away from him. “That’s not funny.”

“I’m not joking.” His gaze filled with an intense heat as he stared into your eyes. His face was close enough that you could feel the warmth radiating from his skin. “The others won’t be back for hours. It’s your call. Tell me to piss off, and I’ll go for a run and never touch you again. Or…”

Your heart hammered in your chest, and you just knew the cocky son of a tube could hear it. Your voice sounded embarrassingly breathless as you echoed, “Or…”

“... or, you could let me take your mind off things.”

You forced yourself to breathe at a normal pace—maybe even too normal; who karking knew? Hunter, that’s who, you thought bitterly. He probably has the whole damned squad’s breathing patterns memorized. You considered his offer, not that it was easy to make a rational decision when he was standing so close to you, smelling goddamned delicious and looking even better. 

Gods, his mouth is just. Right. There.

When you didn’t reply after a few moments, he asked, “I think we’ve been dancing around this long enough, don’t you?”

“Yeah,” you whispered. “I guess we have.”

Duraplast armor made a surprisingly good handle as you grabbed him and pulled him against yourself. Your lips crashed together. His hands cupped your face and his fingers tangled in your hair as teeth and tongues clashed, your bodies coming together in a desperate, frantic embrace. Your hands scrambled and roamed over his armor as you searched for access that you simply couldn’t find.

You growled with frustration, and Hunter laughed quietly as he kissed his way across your jaw and down your throat. “Why the hurry, pretty girl? We’ve got time.”

“You wouldn’t be saying that if you hadn’t gotten laid in as many months as me,” you muttered, fumbling at his crotchplate. “How the kriff does this thing work?!”

A telltale zipping sound alerted you to the fact that Hunter was having significantly more success in getting you out of your flightsuit. He tugged it down your shoulders and let it drop down your body, following its progress with his mouth. He reached your compression bra and yanked it off over your head. You had no idea where it landed as he flung it across the ship, but you hoped it wouldn’t be too hard to locate it later.

That’d be fun to explain to Crosshair, you thought with a slightly horrified shudder.

Any concerns you had about your missing undergarment fled your mind about half a second later. Hunter’s lips closed around your nipple, swirling his tongue as he squeezed and teased your other breast, the rough fabric of his glove providing a shockingly pleasurable abrasion. Your head fell backward to rest against the durasteel wall, a hoarse moan tearing from your throat.

Hunter responded immediately, scraping his teeth across your skin, then smoothing his warm tongue over the bite mark. You shivered at the sensation, and he dropped abruptly to his knees, gripping your ass in both hands as he pulled you hard against his face. His tongue slid into you as his lips pressed over your cunt.

“Oh, fuck,” he murmured. “You’re delicious. And wet, holy kriff. So, so wet—”

Your legs nearly gave out, and you clutched his head for balance.

“Goddamn,” he hissed as your fingers tangled in his hair. “Pull it harder.”

You complied, tugging his hair firmly, and his eyes drifted blissfully closed as he leaned close and breathed in your scent. He flicked his tongue over your clit and back into you again and again, alternating between kissing and licking and sucking on your sensitive skin until your legs trembled. Distantly, you heard a clatter of plastoid on durasteel, and then he stood, spinning you around and pushing you forward to lean against the wall of the ship as he gripped your hips and pressed his knee between your thighs, urging them apart.

“Implant?” he asked hoarsely.

“Y—yes,” you confirmed, forcing your brain to focus on the question.

You felt his cock nudge between your thighs, and then he thrust into you, barely giving you time to adjust. His cuisses were cold as they pressed against your thighs, hard against your soft skin, and his hand snaked around your body to cup your breast as he pulled you upright and backward onto his chest. He held you upright as he thrust into you, and with his other hand, he slid his fingers over your cunt, massaging your clit and pressing against your mound firmly. He was still wearing his gloves, and the fabric felt unbelievable on your skin.

“You like it rough, don’t you, pretty girl?” he growled in your ear. “You like it when I use that perfect little pussy, don’t you, sweet thing?”

“Yes,” you gasped, your breath punching out of your lungs as he thrust particularly hard into you. “Fuck, yes—”

He sank his teeth into your shoulder abruptly, and your words cut off in a scream. He began to work his fingertips in tight, rapid circles over your clit as he kissed over your sore, abused skin. That’s definitely leaving a mark, you thought distantly, as a rush of fresh arousal flooded you.

“That’s right,” he murmured smoothly. “Just like that, good girl. Sweet little doll, taking my cock so well. Gonna come for me?”

“Uh-huh,” you groaned, feeling all the muscles in your center begin to tense.

“Use your words, little one,” he whispered, his breath teasing your neck and ear as his teeth closed softly on your earlobe.

“I am—I’m—FUCK!” You cried out loudly as your orgasm tore through you, pleasure exploding from the base of your spine and bursting through your body.

“That’s it, love,” he said, speeding up his pace. “Feels so good—so fuckin’ perfect, such a good girl—where do you want it, darlin’?”

“Inside,” you gasped.

“You sure?” he asked, his hips stuttering slightly as his hand suddenly clenched harder around your breast.

“Yeah,” you whispered. “Fill me up.”

“Fu—ah, kriff!” he grunted, thrusting hard, and you felt heat flood your cunt as he spilled into you. 

He pressed his hot, open mouth against your neck, sucking hard on your skin as he groaned loudly, clutching you hard against his rigid armor in an almost painfully tight embrace. Slowly, he loosened his grip, reaching out to lean his forearm against the wall in front of you for support.

“You all right?” he panted, kissing your head gently.

“Yeah,” you replied. 

“Armor didn’t hurt?”

“No, it was actually kind of hot,” you replied. “I can’t lie, I was kind of hoping to see how far down your tattoo goes, though.”

He laughed quietly into your hair. “Who said we’re finished? I told you the squad wouldn’t be back for hours.”

Two weeks later, the Marauder lurched and dropped out of hyperspace. You glanced up from your datapad, curious.

“Are we back to Coruscant already? I thought we wouldn’t arrive until tomorrow.”

“We require an emergency stop for repairs,” Tech replied.

You looked out the viewport and gasped as you recognized a familiar sight. “Tech, this is my home planet!”

“That so?” A quiet, smoky voice sounded from close behind you. You turned to see Hunter leaning against the cockpit doorway, an inscrutable expression on his face.

“Unfortunately, it appears that every part supply shop in the system is closed to observe the final rotation of the Life Day celebration,” Tech said. 

“Shame,” Hunter remarked. “Guess we’ll have to stick around at least until tomorrow.”

You stared at Hunter, and then at Tech, and finally out the viewport at the swirling atmosphere of your homeworld.

“Don’t suppose you know anywhere worth visiting in this system,” Wrecker said with a twinkle in his good eye as he joined you in the cockpit.

Your eyes stung with unexpected tears that you ruthlessly blinked back as you turned to look at your squad, who watched you with varying degrees of interest. Your heart squeezed.

“Yeah,” you replied at last. “How would you boys like to meet my other family?”

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Want more Hunter x Reader? Check out this fluffy, slightly sexy first kiss ficlet.

[suncchaser]

PLS I HATE THE MARAUDERS FANDOM I NEED TO HEAR ABOHT THE MISOGYNY IN IT 😭

I was about six when I became a Harry Potter fan. I have watched the films countless times, and did several re-reads of the books. I have engaged with the fandom in online spaces, on and off, for over 10 years now. I have seen the fandom in many different phases and I will say this - the fandom has always been incredibly misogynistic and paid the female characters dust. But it's insane how, as the years went by, we managed to regress even further rather than to make any progress and be better. 

The first point is the overall lack of attention the female characters receive. I am aware that the four main characters in the era are men. So, Sirius, Remus and James (I am excluding Peter from this because no one really gives a fuck) will inevitably get more attention and more content compared to everyone else and so will any ship involving them. However, there is no excuse for male characters who were barely mentioned and irrelevant to be getting more attention than characters like Lily, who is arguably more important to the series than someone like James. Furthermore, the fandom loves to pick up names from the books and flesh them out, give them lore and presence and that’s wonderful, I love that, I do that. But why is Evan Rosier, a known Death Eater, more popular in the fandom now than women like Marlene and Dorcas, who we know were incredibly capable witches that fought against Voldemort? If you don’t think this has anything to do with misogyny, I don’t know what to tell you.

Second point has to do with the overall treatment of women and wlw ships. I am so tired of seeing headcanons and fanfics where the women are treated like absolute shit to further mlm ships. Why are you writing Mary being SA-ed and having it covered up by Regulus? Why are you writing Remus and Sirius using Mary as an object? Why are you writing about James cheating on his pregnant wife with his little Death Eater ex-boyfriend during a war where people like her are being persecuted? And most importantly, WHY IS A GIGANTIC PORTION OF THE FANDOM GLORIFYING THIS SHIT AND COMING OUT OF READING THESE FICS AVID SHIPPERS OF THESE COUPLES? Stop using the female character to add a little bit of drama in your mlm fics and then throw them to the side when that’s resolved. 

And now about the wlw ships. Let me just say, I am a bisexual woman, who loves men and women just the same. A lot of your wlw ships are nothing more than smoke screens to 1) get women out of the way of your mlm ships or/and 2) try to keep a facade of caring about the girls and about anything other than mlm ships. Because you don’t talk about them, you don’t engage with content about them, you don’t create content for them. Especially with Lily, the only times many of you talk about lesbian Lily is always relating to your favourite mlm ships that conveniently involves her husband. It’s bullshit. It’s cynicism and I can’t stand it. 

So many people in this fandom sit on their little bubble, exclusively talking about men, with no interest whatsoever for the women but refuse to think about why that is. Why is it that I have absolutely no interest in any female characters?

It's misogyny because, unlike what some people think, misogyny is not shouting out from the rooftops that you hate women. It's the little things that we all have rooted inside us that makes us look and treat women a certain way without often realising we are doing something problematic.

[jamesunderwater]

Lyrics Ask Game: Marauders Era Edition

01: Lyrics from the first song that ever made you think of a Marauders Era character 02: Lyrics from the most recent song that made you think of a Marauders Era character 03: Pick lyrics from your current favorite song and relate them to something Marauders Era  04: Pick lyrics from one of your favorite songs as a kid and relate them to something Marauders Era 05: Pick lyrics from one of your favorite songs as a teenager and relate them to something Marauders Era 06: Lyrics that make you want to throw yourself on the floor over these characters 07: Lyrics that makes you cry about one of the characters without fail 08: Lyrics that make you FERAL about your favorite character 09: Your favorite lyrics that you associate with your favorite character: happy 10: Your favorite lyrics that you associate with your favorite character: depressing 11: Your favorite lyrics that you associate with your favorite character: hopeful 12: Your favorite lyrics that you associate with your favorite character: in love 13: Lyrics you think perfectly describe the friendship between the Marauders (mwpp) 14: Lyrics you think perfectly describe James Potter  15: Lyrics you think perfectly describe Sirius Black 16: Lyrics you think perfectly describe Lily Evans 17: Lyrics you think perfectly describe Remus Lupin 18: Lyrics you think perfectly describe Regulus Black 19: Lyrics you think perfectly describe [insert character here] 20: Lyrics from a song you think MWPP would perform if they were a band (+ tell us what their performance would be like) 21: Lyrics from a song you think the Marauders Era girlies would perform if they were an all-girl band (+ tell us what their performance would be like) 22: Lyrics from a song you think your favorite character would choose to sing for karaoke while drunk (+ tell us what their performance would be like) 23: Lyrics from a song you think James Potter would learn to play on guitar to impress someone 24: Lyrics from a song you think Remus Lupin would listen to while laying on the floor staring at the ceiling for hours 25: Lyrics from a song you think Sirius Black would have played too loud just to piss off his parents 26: Lyrics from a song you think Lily Evans would listen to with headphones so no one can tell what she’s really feeling 27: Lyrics from a song you think [insert character of choosing here] would [insert whatever situation you think applies here] 28: The perfect lyrics for your OTP 29: Lyrics that make you weap over your OTP 30: Lyrics that make you FERAL about your OTP 31: Lyrics from a song you think your OTP would play at their wedding 32: The perfect lyrics for your brOTP 33: Lyrics that make you weap over your brOTP 34: Lyrics that make you FERAL about your brOTP 35: Lyrics that make you think of The Marauders even though it probably doesn’t make sense to anyone but you 36: Lyrics for when they’re all still young and feeling alive 37: Lyrics for the start of the First Wizarding War 38: Lyrics for when all their friends start dying 39: Lyrics for James and Lily’s death 40: Lyrics for Sirius and Remus’ betrayal / believing the other to be the spy 41: Lyrics for Sirius when he finds out James and Lily died 42: Lyrics for Remus when all of his friends are gone 43: Lyrics for [insert whatever canon scenario you want here] 44: Lyrics for [insert ship here] that give the vibe (choose one or more and give lyrics for each): pining, pathetic, depressing, mourning, deep bonds, friendship, love, joy, happily ever after, angst, nostalgia 45: Lyrics you want to share about whatever Marauders thing YOU want to talk about 46: Dealer’s choice: asker picks the question

Feel free to reblog and add questions of your own!

[thetorturedpoetsfest]

Welcome to Day 12 of The Tortured Poets Fest!

Click the links listed below to check out all of the content our lovely Tortured Poets have created for all of us today! (and go to our bio to access the rest of the AO3 Collection)

✍️ Alchemist Mates by Aleysia snape

Ship(s): Hermione Granger/Severus Snape/Lucius Malfoy 

Rating: T

Summary:

Hermione finds out Severus lives.

🕯 Stitches undone by Galaxo

Ship(s): James Potter/Regulus Black/Lily Evans

Rating: E

Summary:

But something unexpected happens one day.

If she were a poet or a romantic, she’d call it fate or a miracle, but she’s a mortal human being, and she only sees it as an action bred out of a shocking coincidence.

She can’t help but think but if—

Lily isn't over her first love when she falls for someone a second time, and Regulus is still carrying the weight of his heartbreak when he meets someone new.

Little do they know, the name they're running from may just be the very person they need.

🗝 The Alcove by astraetcervus

Ship(s): Sirius Black/Remus Lupin

Rating: T

Summary:

Remus loves Sirius. Sirius loves Remus. To deal with it, Sirius dates everyone around him and Remus makes himself someone he’s not. Both more than willing to just float in each other’s orbit. But when Remus confesses his love, will floating turn into falling? Or flying?

or an exploration of the same feeling from two people who handle it very differently 

📜 What If Your Eyes Looked Up and Met Mine One More Time by moonyandmischief

Ship(s): James Potter/Regulus Black

Rating: M

Summary:

It’s been 5 months since Regulus died, and while it feels like the world has moved on, James is still treading the waters of his anguish, struggling to stay afloat. He and Regulus were broken up for two years leading up to his death and James finds himself grappling with the authenticity of his grief. When he thinks he sees a familiar face through a window, he finds himself confronted with emotions he has tried to ignore.

Regulus has been dead for five months. When he appears on the streets of London, with no memories of his life, he follows an invisible thread in his gut leading him somewhere unknown. Somewhere he knows he needs to be. It all becomes clear when he sees a face he knows so well. That’s when everything comes into focus.

🖌 What We Love Most by @arviyya

Ship(s): Evan Rosier/Barty Crouch Jr. & James Potter/Regulus Black/Lily Evans

Rating: E

Summary:

Death has never been the enemy.

The enemy has always been time.

It's been seventy–nine years since the war against Grindelwald was won. Seventy–nine years since his former allies and anyone with “pure blood” had access to magic. Seventy–nine years of Death Games to earn it back.

Barty Crouch Jr. is twenty when he volunteers. Even facing the games, he never thought he’d be afraid of anything. Not until now. Not until he meets Evan Rosier, who is hell bent on keeping his ten year old cousin alive.

**************

Be sure to check our page for Day 13’s reveals! Until then, Tortured Poets <3

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@wolfpadx @multiimoments @heartsoncover @lemonlans @mercurial-witch @steveahoi damagecontrol & shewritesmaybe

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[atlasdoe]

Underrated/Unknown Marauders Era Ships and some headcanons for them <3

All of these characters are cannon and you can learn more about them in my Marauders Era Characters Masterlist. Which is a google doc that lists every possible Marauders Era character and everything we know about them in cannon. You can find it here :)

Pandora Ollivander & Amelia Bones

Pandora Ollivander = Mother of Luna Lovegood

Amelia Bones = Member of the Wizengamont / sister of Edgar Bones (member of the first Order)

Amelia fell in love with Pandora while they were in their fourth year

Unrequited love excellence

Amelia HATED the slytherin skittles and was superrr jealous of them

Xeno knew that Amelia was in love with Pandora but never felt intimidated (not in a rude way. he just knew she didn't feel the same)

Amelia never told Pandora how she really felt

Benjy Fenwick & Caradoc Dearborn

Benjy Fenwick = Member of the first Order

Caradoc Dearborn = Member of the first Order

They met when they were children because they were both part of the same tutoring group for young wizards

Slytherin!Benjy x Hufflepuff!Caradoc <3

Benjy realised that he love Caradoc after Slytherin beat Hufflepuff at a Quidditch game and despite just beating his house all he wanted to do was talk to Caradoc about it

Highschool sweethearts

Benjy was killed after Caradoc went missing. He wanted to look for him but was told by Dumbledore and Moody that it was too dangerous. He backed off at first until he got into an argument with Dorcas Meadowes after she asked him to join her in her mission to avenge her own girlfriend. When he refused she told him that he must've not loved Caradoc as much as she loved Marlene. Her words stuck with him and the next day he went out to try to find his boyfriend. He was killed the same day

Rabastan Lestrange & Billius Weasley

Rabastan Lestrange = Death Eater / brother in law to Bellatrix Lestrange

Billius Weasley = Brother to Arthur Weasley

Classic Slytherin x Gryffindor love story

After Rabastan was arrested Billius became an alcoholic because

Rabastan never knew for certain if Billius died or not. After escaping Azkaban with the other Death Eaters in 1995 he considered trying to find him but decided not to because if Billius had died, or turned him down he would never get over it. He reckoned that if Billius truly loved him then he would find him hisself

Camelia Solis & Dahlia Fleur-Peri

Camelia Solis = professor at Hogwarts during the 90s

Dahlia Fleur-Peri = previous member of the slug club

Both were Gryffindors in the year below The Marauders

Best friends to lovers. They were literally attached at the hip and were one of those couples that would finish each others sentences

Both RICHHHHHH as fuck and had families that would hold massive balls and parties. One of which they got together during

Both massive party animals

Wanted to move to Paris together in 2000 but never could because Camelia died during the battle of hogwarts (cannon) and Dahlia was part of the muggleborns that got sent to Azkaban

They died two days from each other and Camelia was unaware of Dahlias death

Emmeline Vance & Edgar Bones

Emmeline Vance = member of the first and second Order

Edgar Bones = member of the first order

Friend of a friend to loverssssssss (Marlene McKinnon being said friend)

Having small crushes on each other since they first met but not saying anything because they hoped it would go away (it just got worse)

Edgar is obsessed with Quidditch so Emmeline wears her Aston Villa (football) merch to piss him off

Healer!Emmeline and Auror!Edgar who can't stop getting hurt

Edgar only lets himself be treated by Emmeline not just because he only trusts her but because he wanted to give her a chance to prove herself infront of her superiors

They got together when Emmeline was in her sixth year and Edgar in his seventh and they stayed together until 1981

The war and their survivors guilt forced them apart. They broke up with the intention of getting back together but never got the chance

Edgar was the loss of Emmelines life

Septima Vector & Florence Greengrass

Septima Vector = professor at Hogwarts during the 90s

Florence Greengrass = mentioned in a flashback, cananocally went to school with The Marauders

That couple where they were annoying when they got together and even worse when they broke up

The Ravenclaw prefect (Septima) and the Slytherin bad girl (Florence)

Everyone thought they were going to get married but they broke up in their seventh year and made it everyone else's problem

When Bertha Jorkins caught Florence kissing a boy (cannon) she actually caught Florence cheating

Their breakup broke their entire friendship group (them, Bertha Jorkins, Aurora Sinister, Emma Vanity) apart and they were never the same

Hestia Jones & Alexander Stebbins

Hestia Jones = member of the second Order

Alexander Stabbins = mentioned in snapes worst memory / canonically was in The Marauders year at school

Ravenclaw academic rivals to lovers but they're not the top of the class. They just want to beat each other

Alenxander hated Quidditch but went to all of Hestias games (he said it was to keep an eye on here)

Alexander was always flirting with Hestia to put her off her game and it never worked

They only realised they loved each other when it was too late

Alexander was killed during the summer before their seventh year when the block of flats he lived in was attacked by Death Eaters

They never got together, but his last thoughts was still her

Hestia was always in denial that she ever had feelings for him. She only realised during the early 90s and avenging him was her reason for joining the second Order (something she was so against before)

[spooky-albi-bumblebee]

Intro Post

Hello! Welcome to my blog

Some Stuff about me:

I go by the names Oli and Miles(and also Leander sometimes but shhh)

I use they/xe/he pronouns

I’m greyromantic and acespec

I have several sideblogs

@mostly-minecraft-zvahl is where I put most of my non-fandom posts and non-Harry Potter fandom posts. The main fandom I am in there is Aphmau(as evidenced by the name) but I reblog a lot of other fandoms too

@canismajor-leonisminor is for First War Era characters who don’t have much canon about them, and ships including at least one First War Era character without much canon on them (I have a different blog for this because I don’t think most of my followers care as much as I do about characters that are barely mentioned, and even then my view of a lot of these minor characters can be very different from the fandom at large)

@my-tears-ricochet5 for (mostly Taylor Swift themed)music posting

@pjo-andsequels-confessions is my Percy Jackson(+extended universe) confession blog

I’m fine with both Pro- and Anti shippers interacting with my blogs

My original posts are all tagged #og and I mostly post about Harry Potter(Anti JKR)(I am literally transgender). I will sometimes reblog posts from other fandoms

My art is tagged #my art, obviously

I have a cat named Gracie and she is a silly goober, you may see photos of her on here tagged #gracie the cat

Heres the link to my Ao3

The only WIP I’m currently trying to update is Time Rewound, a next gen time travels to Grimmauld Place fic(there is Scorbus but it’s minor)

I mostly write ficlets/microfics about Sirius Black

less important stuff(my main ships and fandom opinions, and my userboxes) under the cut

A little bit about my fandom opinions and ships

Sirius is my favorite character

I’m a stan of Albus Dumbledore

I am a big fan of the seven books(I do in fact love HP canon), but I’m not a canon purist who thinks you shouldn’t HC characters as queer, or that femme/not a cis man Sirius is always bio-essentialist, or that it’s inherently misogynistic to prefer an m/m ship over an m/f ship

I’m a chronic multishipper, but I mostly post and write about Prongsfoot

I also ship Remadora and pretty much all of the canon ships as well

I hate adult Snape(I find him annoying) but acknowledge that he redeemed himself, and I’m chill with child/teenage Snape

I’m not really a fan of the popular Marauders fanon

I’m also Regulus critical and an Evan Rosier hater

Peter Pettigrew is my babygirl✨🐀

I think the Marauders were bullies but I love them anyway

I prefer Evans sisters angst over Black brothers angst

Ron is my favorite Weasley

I’m a Percy apologist

I think Hermione was done dirty by the later books in the series, and not because she ended up with Ron

I think how Harry acted in Cursed Child was actually kind of realistic, but that doesn’t mean I like it

Okay we’re done

Goodbye, thanks for reading

[midnightstargazer]

New Pinned Post!

My fics on AO3

The list has gotten too long to fit in a single Tumblr post, so I'm breaking it up into three separate ones:

Black family

Marauders Era/First War

Lightning Era & Miscellaneous

All fics are rated G or T and No Archive Warnings Apply unless otherwise specified

Fic Recs

Regulus Black

Meta

Why I like Regulus

Why I see Regulus as redeemable

Why did Regulus join the Death Eaters?

I don't think Regulus was forced to join the Death Eaters

More thoughts on the "forced to join the Death Eaters" narrative

Would Regulus have been loyal if Voldemort used a different house-elf?

Regulus's bedroom

Regulus's timeline

The Black cousins & family expectations

Sirius, Andromeda, and pure-blood prejudice

Regulus & Kreacher

Regulus & Sirius

Would they have stayed in contact?

Regulus & Snape

Regulus & Barty

Bartylus

Regulus recruiting other Death Eaters

Why I see Barty Crouch Jr. as a Slytherin

Why I don't ship Jegulus, as a Regulus stan

More Jegulus criticism

but I do think they probably knew each other!

Crow Animagus Regulus

Regulus's best & worst personality traits

[blitheringmcgonagall]

Thanks for tagging me @enbysiriusblack @squintclover and @mppmaraudergirl 💕💕💕!

1. how many works do you have on ao3?

33 (I had more, but every few months I delete 1-2 things I’m not mad about so it doesn’t grow?)

2. what's your total ao3 word count?

612,715 🥰🥰🥰

3. what fandoms do you write for?

Only the marauders era HP

4. what are your top 5 fics by kudos?

1 - We Can Be Heroes : my canon marauders fic (Jily and Wolfstar) with the ending they bloody well deserved

2 - it was A Little Risk which is a 1930s murder mystery/Anti-fascist AU but I’ve taken it down!

3 - Boys Don’t Cry: the prequel to We Can Be Heroes. A prank fic mostly from Sirius Black’s POV (pre relationships).

4 - Maybe I Waited Too Long - a doctors!marauders AU with Wolfstar and Jily. I had a laugh writing this one.

5 - This Is The Way The World Ends - it’s heartbreaking and a canon divergent Wolfstar AU about Remus getting bad news…

5. do you respond to comments? why or why not?

I always usually do, it’s one of the main reasons I love writing fics!! Without the interaction I wouldn’t bother posting istg!! People can be so kind and generous 🥺❤️

6. what is a fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Probably number 5 because it has MCD and apparently made people cry? But equally, I did write 3 short fics about 31st October 1981 from Jily, Sirius and Remus’ POV and that was pretty heartbreaking/ ugly crying stuff.

7. what is a fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Most of my fics have happy endings it’s probably a toss-up between We Can Be Heroes and Have Yourself a Merry Little Wolfenoot

9. do you write smut? if so, what kind?

Nope! All mine are either T rated or fade to black

10. do you write crossovers? what's the craziest one you've written?

I’ve only ever written one, a LOTR/Marauders crossover, and I actually had great fun trying to write it in LOTR style? Wolfstar are Éowyn and Faramir. It’s called Ithilin and Silmë (only wrote it because @therealrjlupin wanted it 💙)

11. have you ever had a fic stolen?

Not as far as I know!

12. have you ever had a fic translated?

I did! It was a Jily celebrity AU translated into Chinese that I thought wasn’t any good and have since deleted 😂😂!

13. have you ever co-written a fic before?

Once. It’s a WIP crackfic called One Line At A Time written with @mppmaraudergirl @theresthesnitch @missgryffin @mabeltothknows and @maraudersftw and it still makes me laugh, it’s bonkers I love them <3333

14. what's your all time favourite ship?

I’m sorry it’s so weird but I insist on putting Wolfstar and Jily/ Jily and Wolfstar tied for top spot, I just love these two couples so much <3333

15. what's a wip you want to finish, but doubt you ever will?

I don’t keep WIPs that I’m not planning on finishing (I delete or orphan those), but the one I’d like to finish is BLAME (a what if…? First war AU)

16. what are your writing strengths?

I have zero clue sorry you’d have to ask someone who likes my writing. I mean I’ve made people cry so there’s that?? 😬🤣

17. what are your writing weaknesses?

Again, v hard to be objective aside from vague “it’s not great” stuff? I think it has improved with writing practice and with time.

18. thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I’ve done it in We Can Be Heroes - James speaks fluent Italian and Sirius speaks fluent French. As I can speak the languages it was ok, but I had to check with @constancezin to be sure the written French was ok!

19. first fandom you wrote for?

HP marauders

20. favourite fic you've written?

A Little Risk is the favourite thing I’ve written but I’ve taken it down, so my favourite marauders fic I’ve written and is still up is We Can Be Heroes or This Is The Way The World Ends.

Tagging @engie-ivy @mabeltothknows @therealrjlupin @annabtg @maraudersftw @greyeyedmonster-18 and anyone else who wants to <33

[saintsenara]

All of your ship asks have made me think about why Snape has such potential as the fandom bicycle, and it made me realize that he’s one of the few characters who is important in all aspects of the story and has plausible interactions with basically anyone who wasn’t dead before the 70s. He’s at school during the marauders era then is back as a teacher 3-4 years later, which covers everyone who was at Hogwarts from 1970-1998. He was a deatheater in both wars, and also a member of the order of the phoenix. He had some sort of investigation/trial after the first war that gives him potential interactions with people at the ministry.

And he has such different power and relationship dynamics with people in all of the groups, which makes him really interesting to explore with different characters (I think Dumbledore’s the only character with more reach, but since he met almost all of the other characters as students it changes the vibe a bit). Truly the linchpin that holds the story together

Anyway all this to ask, any Snape pairing s you’re interested in the you haven’t gotten an ask for? (If not, Snape/The Bloody Baron. Just two men sitting in the dungeon five feet apart bc they’re drowning in their own guilt and self-loathing)

this is very true, anon - although snape also has great value as the fandom bicycle because he's a feral cat of a man with sad eyes and a cunty demeanour. which sends both those of us inclined towards an "i can fix him" mentality and those of us inclined towards an "i can make him worse" one into a frenzy.

severus snape/the bloody baron is a pairing i am actually completely convinced of - largely on account of this excellent fic:

which - as you say - really leans into the fun of pairing two self-loathing legends together. with unexpectedly lovely results.

[hesthermay]

𝐅𝐀𝐈𝐋𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐗𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐈𝐎𝐍

PAIRING: sergeant hunter x f!royal!reader

SUMMARY: on a planet in the same system where the bad batch has just finished a mission, a group who's core belief is constructed of hate and discrimination has partnered with the separatists to take the capital and kidnap the queen. the mission brief is short and void of details, and the brothers have no idea what they're stepping into when they land on the small planet, but it amounts to more than they could have expected. with the first attempt to take the queen a failure, they know more is to come and can only say yes when her majesty herself asks clone force 99 to help her bring this to an end once and for all. it will not be easy, they will have to be unforgiving and perhaps even ruthless, but in the end light must always prevail over the darkness that is hate.

WORD COUNT: 3.8k (wowza!)

RATING + WARNINGS: general audiences, mature themes, angst. use of she/her, sexism existing in star wars, mentions of death, ruthless queen vibes, is this even good

NOTES: i have returned and am in my star wars era. slay! expect my sw masterlist to grow from here on out, i have multiple oc's and lots of ideas. anyways, this has potential for a part 2 so let me know what ya think! happy reading :P

STAR WARS MASTERLIST

Clone Force 99 did not know much about the situation they were walking into, the mission briefing having been almost nonexistent due to the urgency of everything. They were told it was an emergency, that things had escalated quickly on a planet not too far from where they currently were, that an attack was made against the queen and aid was needed immediately. It was not the first time they had been sent on a mission that deviated from what a regular clone soldier would do, but the haste of everything, the exempted details, had left the Bad Batch wondering as they landed the Marauder on the soft grass below. 

The air smelt of smoke and the sky was slightly full of ash as it loomed over them, sunlight no longer streaming through the branches of the trees lining the clearing in the forest they currently stood in. One thing they had been told was steer clear of the landing pad, a small effort to keep their ship out of view and knowledge of their presence at a minimum; at least for the moment. Hunter’s nose scrunched at the stench, senses not quite overwhelmed by it but could most definitely be on the way to it. They had seen just what was burning as they flew over the expanse of greenery to reach the capital, and it only fueled the theories the men threw back and forth about exactly what was going on here—buildings, shops and homes, were lit up in flames as people as tiny as specks fled into the streets. Even the large and intricate castle was suffering from the destruction of the attack, the east wing beginning to crumble from the mercilessness of the fire.

Now that he was out in the open, Hunter could faintly hear blaster fire. 

“And we’re just supposed to wait here?” Wrecker questioned as he looked around the clearing, head moving this way and that. Beside him, Tech hummed as his eyes scanned the datapad in front of him, helmet already on. 

“Yes,” he confirmed. “The general should be here momentarily to give us further information.” 

As if on cue, a man clad in armor stepped through the treeline. His head was held high but there was a limp in his step and blood mixed with ash covering his face, a sign that he had been fighting and fighting hard. The crease in between his brows did not lessen when he spotted the group, but they knew that didn’t mean he wasn’t thankful for their arrival. 

“99?” The man questioned as he drew closer, and it was the sergeant who stepped forward to answer, assuming his role of the leader with ease. 

“Yes, sir. General Stowe, I’m assuming?”

“Yes, sir.” The man’s deep voice echoed his response and respect. It was not a common thought on this planet to discriminate against the clones that made up the Republic Army, but unfortunately you could never be sure when visiting a place for the first time. 

“What happened here?”

General Stowe sighed, the lines on his face deepening, if that was even possible. “About a year ago,” he drawled, “a group of men moved into the capital, and it wasn’t long before people started to figure out they had some…controversial views on the status of our leader. They’ve been aggressive thus far, but nothing ever to this degree; never as violent as this. We believe they made a deal with the Separatists to kidnap the queen because they have a battalion's worth of droids accompanying them.” 

There was a pause, a moment of silence as the brothers processed the words now out in the open, before Hunter looked back at the general, back straight and eyes determined. “Well, let’s get going then, shall we, boys?” he directed it over his shoulder, but his head remained forward as he removed the helmet from under his arm. There’s a response from the men behind him, a confirmation that they were ready for this, and then they were on their way. Stowe nodded his head at the leader when they seemed to catch each other's gaze, side by side as they trekked out of the forest. 

“General Stowe, what exactly are these ‘controversial views’ you speak of?” Tech questioned from the back of the group. 

Another sigh, deep and heavy. Things seemed to be weighing heavy on the older man’s shoulders as he responded. “That she’s a woman.” 

The answer was simple and yet not, all at the same time. That was it? That was the reason? There wasn’t a Bad Batcher one who thought that that made sense. After a spell of silence, where they weren’t sure if the general was looking for a response or even what they would have said, he continued. “They haven’t exactly been shy about voicing their thoughts on Her Majesty, whether it be the way she runs things, things that aren’t even in her control, or the fact that she thinks she’s capable of doing her duty when she's ‘just some kriffing bitch with a crown.’’

The swell of anger was fast and strong as it took up space in Hunter’s chest. This wasn’t about some leader being reckless with their decisions, with the lives of their people, wasn’t about a person in power being cruel and malicious. It was about a woman being targeted for simply existing. 

“We know it’s not just about the queen either. They’ve been aggressive towards women in the capital, but they haven’t actually been outright violent until now. So this is…”

“Just hate,” Hunter finished for him, gruff and serious. “It’s just about hate.”

Another stretch of silence passed. Things stewed in the minds of Clone Force 99 for a few moments, the lack of natural noise in the forest giving them no reprieve from their thoughts. 

“Where is the queen, anyways?” It’s Echo’s voice that permeated the space next, light and curious as usual, but still serious. It came as no surprise when Stowe heaved yet another sigh, though this one could count as a groan as well. Oh no.

“Location is unknown. She went missing shortly after the start of the attack.” His eyes remained forward, not needing to turn to the men around him for them to see just how bad saying it felt. 

Still, it didn’t stop Crosshair from butting in, voice incredulous as ever, harboring the slightest bite. “You lost her?”

The sergeant wanted to reprimand him, but couldn’t find it in himself to do so. 

“Now I’m not sure what you’ve heard about her, but Queen Y/N is a very capable and skilled fighter, very…very stubborn, too.” A knowing exasperation crept into his words, as if this so-called stubbornness was a daily adversary of his. “We have a plan in place for if something like this happened, but it’s been reported that she stopped to save a handmaid and was quickly outnumbered.”

Conversation ceased as the group drew nearer to the castle. The seriousness of everything began to weigh heavier on their shoulders as they were spotted by some of the attackers immediately after breaking the treeline. They meandered around the courtyard as if they owned the place, as if they deserved to be there, but they were taken care of easily, quick work for such a capable group. 

-: ✧

The fight that awaited them inside the castle, however, was not an easy one. There were more of them than they had originally anticipated, making them wonder for just a brief moment how so many people could share something in such a hateful thought. Nonetheless, it was the Bad Batch and castle guard left standing when the fight had been won, when the enemy had been defeated. 

“Good work, boys,” Hunter spoke into his comm, standing in the gardens surrounded by broken and blasted droids. “Anybody got eyes on the queen?”

After a moment, he was met with a resounding no. His helmet turned in the direction of the general who stood a few feet away from him. He shook his head, and the worn man repeated the question into his own comm device, but was left disappointed after receiving the same answer. 

“Alright, Sergeant Hunter and I will be heading to the throne room. If you’ve found the leaders of this failed excursion, round ‘em up and meet us there.” Though he furrowed his brows in confusion, he repeated the same command to his brothers before following Stowe, kicking droid parts out of his way. 

Tech and Wrecker were already in the throne room, along with about half of the castle guard, when they entered through the large double doors. The room, with its towering columns and intricate ceiling, was tainted by what they saw. 

Lined up on their knees were two men, beaten and bloodied, but still alive. They were a part of the attack, and were the supposed leaders; though they looked nothing like leaders now, more closely resembling a coward begging to be spared. As he was looking down at them, the doors opened once again and in came a few more guards, flanked by Crosshair and another injured and restrained man. 

The sniper led the man forward to be lined up next to the others, and that was when Hunter realized that each of them were adorned by the color red in some way, a marker of their rank in this operation. His jaw clenched as he looked over at his brothers, seeing the same color painted on their armor but knowing they were nothing like these criminals, these scum. 

“Her Majesty will want to speak with you upon her return, and I will not indulge you with false promises of being met with kindness and forgiveness. An enemy she is not to be made of, and that is exactly what you have made her.” General Stowe’s words offered no comfort to the men, but they were not meant to. Still, they made the clones more curious about the queen, and who exactly she was and what she did. 

Finally, the doors opened and the last member of their squad entered the large room. Echo had his helmet off and tucked under his scomplink arm, the other one held out to usher a woman into the room. For a moment, Hunter wondered if she was the queen, but something told him she wasn’t, and when Stowe greeted her as the head advisor his suspicions were only confirmed.

“There’s still no eyes on the queen, which is not good,” the general stated. 

“No, it’s not,” Advisor Calianna agreed. “We need to send out some groups to find her, she might not even be in the castle anymore.” 

Tech spoke up next, but Hunter had stopped listening, their words slowly fading out. His head turned away, facing the entrance. He sensed you, still in the corridor; his ears picked up on the rapid drumming of your heart and his nose prickled at the metallic scent of blood wafting from you. 

You were alive, you were moving, and you were here.

Crosshair noticed his brother’s silence first, noting the direction his head was craned in, and he nudged Tech beside him. The clone was not phased, continuing his discussion with the two officials, and it was not a moment later that the massive doors gave their signature creak once again, the noise filling the entire room. It was only then that everyone paused, their attention diverted. There, leaned against the wood of one of the doors, was you. 

The doors were not opened all the way, only as much as you could manage and even that had caused you to halt, catching your breath. You, Her Majesty Queen Y/N, were alive and breathing, but you were hurt. Your face was covered in crimson, and Hunter’s keen eyes zeroed in on the gash going across the bridge of your nose to your right cheek. Your dress, long and golden and no doubt once magnificent, was torn and ripped and barely hanging off your shoulders, stained with blood as well. As your feet carry you into the room with a heavy limp, they notice that they’re bare and leave behind red prints. 

For a moment, everyone was left frozen at the sight of you. You had had the fight of your life, had pushed yourself to the limit and the blade that was clutched in your right hand, coated in more blood, was a testament to that. Dark droplets landed on the bottom of your dress as it pooled on the ground around you. “Your Majesty!” Calianna gasped, rushing forward to meet you as you fully entered the room. It would seem that the woman had not noticed the look on your face, but Hunter certainly had. 

You were not in the mood to be consoled and coddled, the rage in your eyes a stark contrast to the blank expression you wore. The only thing you gave the people around you was a deep furrow of your brow, drawn together in anger and determination. Kriff, maybe even spite too; Clone Force 99 was beginning to get the impression that you were not supposed to walk away from whatever it was that you had. The woman fretting over you was ignored, you not letting her slow your pace. Your eyes looked at nothing else other than the men lined up in a neat and pathetic row; the sight of them only seemed to spur you on, lip curling slightly. 

“Are these them?” 

There was a ferocity coating your words, ringing in their ears as they hit them, and none of the brothers could muster up the courage to break from the frozen state and answer you. It was Stowe who nodded his head at your question, stepping forward and addressing you softly but firmly. 

The closer you drew to the group, the more detailed your injuries became. It wasn’t just the gash on your face that was bleeding, your lip was busted and you had suffered a blow to the temple. Bruises were beginning to form on your arms as they swung slightly at your side, and there would surely be scabs on your knuckles. There was a long rip on the left side of your dress skirt, and your leg slipped out of the slit with every step; your knee was swollen and bruising, clearly the cause for the heavy limp you sported. And still, you never stopped and never slowed as you trekked up the steps leading to the throne, where the perpetrators were lined up.

“How do you feel?” you asked them, though they never lifted their eyes from the ground in front of them. “Do you feel good?” 

As you passed the group of guards and soldiers, they saw that the back of your dress was no better than the front; more rips littered the fabric covering your back and the expanse was stained a dark crimson. 

“Do you feel…accomplished?” You stood over the men, looking down as they cowered on the floor before you. “Do you feel like the men you were when you started this?” 

You were met with no answer, though you were not expecting one. “I know there are more of you, hidden away like rats afraid of daylight; and I know you’re working with Count Dooku. You will crawl back to them, and tell them that you failed. That you were the only ones to survive and it is because I let you. You will tell Count Dooku, personally, that I meant what I said—that it is not in me to be afraid, I was not born to be afraid. I was born to fight, and that is exactly what I plan to do.” 

The weight of your words hung heavy in the air as you remained in place, letting seconds pass by with your fiery gaze placed upon the men in front of you. It was a moment to let them process it, let it sink in and stick in their dim minds.

And then, you dropped the blade and it clattered to the ground. You turned, and it was then that your eyes seemed to take notice of the others in the room. You scanned each soldier in black and red armor, all with their helmets off and faces showing. Your gaze lingered on the clone with gray hair for a moment, zeroed in on the rifle slung over his back. Making your way forward, you stopped in your tracks as you went to pass him. “Take care of all of them but one. He’ll be our messenger,” you ordered, but not harshly. You were not loud, you were not aggressive in tone, you were not emotional. You were calm, serious and merciless with your command. 

“Yes, Your Majesty,” Crosshair responded quietly, eyes squinted at her as he reached around to remove his rifle. With that, you continued limping forward, your aid rushing forward after a moment to help you out of the room. Clone Force 99 shared a look with one another before the shots rang out. 

-: ✧

It was hours later that the Bad Batch saw the queen again. You had been whisked away to be looked over and treated immediately after leaving the throne room, and it was not until the sun was beginning to set and everything was bathed in an orange glow that they stood before you again. 

You were on a balcony overlooking the capital, back facing the soldiers as you leaned against the stone. Hunter hesitated to disturb you, eyes lingering on you even when he knew she shouldn’t. Your hair was pinned up and your dress had an open back, revealing gashes covered in bacta, but you had sensed him this time and without even turning your head fully, you spoke to them directly. “I was told to let them breathe for a bit, I hope it doesn’t bother you.” 

You sounded tired. None of them knew how you were even standing after everything that had happened, yet there you were. “No, ma’am,” the leader answered, kicking himself for the slight stutter in his words. “We just wanted to check in with you before it got too late, if that’s alright.” 

Fully facing them now, you were haloed in the warm light of the sunset and you looked absolutely magnificent. The gash on your nose and cheek was going to scar, but it didn’t take away anything from the grace and elegance you possessed. “Of course, I actually wanted to speak with you myself.” 

“You did?” Wrecker questioned, voice louder than needed in the calmness of the area. You only chuckled at him, grin small but present as you nodded. 

“Yes, I did. Is everything handled?” This question was directed towards Crosshair, and he nodded his head once. 

“The messenger was sent on his way,” he answered, and it was obvious to all that there was more he wanted to say. The question was, would he speak his mind or mind his tongue? “Are you sure about this, though?” 

There was no evidence of offense on your face. You only nodded firmly, voice serious. “Yes, I am. I’m not afraid of Count Dooku, but I am not so delusional that I won’t admit that I need help. I need your help.” Your eyes, shining in the lowlight of the evening, landed on each one of them and took the time to take them in for all they were. 

Perhaps it was that their whole lives had been spent training for and fighting in a war and there weren’t many pretty things to see in a life spent on battlefield after battlefield that made their hearts seize in their chests at the look, or maybe it was just that your gaze was so piercing because it was driven by the truth in your words and the determination to do what was right and serve justice where justice was due. 

“Can I trust you to help me end this? Because that is exactly what I plan to do, stop this before it gets any more out of hand. I can’t do it on my own and I’m going to need people on my side that I can trust without a doubt, and,” she grinned, “not to speak illy of your characters, I don’t know you. But, I do want to trust you, you risked your lives helping today and I am more grateful than you could imagine. Can I?” 

Again, no one seemed to want to be the first to break the frozen state and actually use their words. No one seemed to want to take the leap of faith required to dive headfirst into this fight, into this cause, as uncharted and diligent as it was. But eventually, as though the same wavelength connected each mind, Hunter came to his decision first and the rest followed; trusting their brother’s judgment and direction the same as any other day. 

“Of course you can, Your Majesty,” the long haired man answered, nodding his head. “Your fight, is our fight now.” 

“Yeah!” Wrecker cheered. “Don’t you worry, Queenie, we got this!” 

Not a moment later, Tech’s voice joined in. “Well, I suppose we do have much to offer the cause,” a hand reached up to adjust the goggles on his face. 

“You can count on us, Your Majesty,” Echo assured, a small smile stretching his lips as his eyes sparkled ever so slightly.

Now, all eyes gazed at the last man remaining, the sniper who personally fulfilled the queen’s wishes. Crosshair was sometimes hard to predict, but all knew his temperament and aversion to things that didn’t contribute to the main goal. If it wasn’t helping them win, it wasn’t really worth it, right? But this, this fight built upon the backs of hate and discrimination and evil, was in the way of the goal of victory. The separatists, and those aligned with them, were the enemy and those enemies were here now. “I suppose this place could do with some cleaning up.” 

The grin on your face earlier had grown into something akin to dazzling. It was a full smile now, teeth on display and illuminating the space everyone was huddled in. Unbeknownst to the group, they had all gravitated towards the woman, huddled around her almost shoulder to shoulder as she called on them for help. “Wonderful,” you mused, and they could hear it. The knowing lilt in your voice, the glint of mischief reflecting off the word. “I think we may just do something here, boys. Huzzah,” you concluded softly, hand placed in front of you and waiting.

Though they again hesitated, after sharing a glance they one by one placed their own hands on top of yours. The allegiance was formed, and the wheels were now in motion.

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what should I write🤔

Despite the fact that I have uni to focus on and poor motivation I want to write and post more fanfics! So, I'm doing a poll were you lot choose what I should focus my attention on.

(please note all fics will likely be written at some point)

option 1: lets leave together (till death did up part)

currently ongoing and uploads one a week, voting would cause 2 uploads a week.

This fic follows Barty through first year and through to the war. It will be endgame rosekiller with other ships happening before that.

option 2: studying methods of staying alive

current wip, fully planned but has barley been written, voting would (hopefully) cause 2 uploads a week throughout october. Will be 10 chapters.

This fic follows the marauders girls (lily, mary, marlene, dorcas, pandora, emmeline, alice and narcissa) It's a modern, no magic au where the girls are all in univeristy and during reading week they deside to go to a cabin to turn studying into a fun girls trip. However, it all goes wrong when one by one the girls start disappearing.

option 3: on the rosier ranch

current wip with little planning but has started being written, voting would cause one chapter a week. Length unknown but around 20-30k.

This fic follows 6 povs (evan, barty, marlene, dorcase, lily and pandora) with 3 povs per chapter. It's a modern no magic horse riding au that follows 3 romantic plot points of; lily and pandora working on a project together and becoming friends, marlene starting work at a ranch where dorcas does all her riding practice, and evan and barty competing in a tournament.

option 4: untittled nobleflower

Just an idea currently, voting would cause one chapter a week but uploads would take a few weeks to start. length unknown.

This fic would follow alice and narcissa, being split pov. It's a regency era fic that would take inspiration from brigerton but NOT be a full au. Its a slow burn forbidden romance with exploration and criticizations of feminism in the era.