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✨ WLW Wed: Cissamione (Part 1) ✨

A biweekly HP femslash rec list made by the lovely members of the HP SAFFICS (18+) discord server. See all previous rec lists in the WLW Library.

Currently: Hermione Granger/Narcissa Black Malfoy (see Part 2) Previously: Ginsy (see list)

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💫 Hella Long (>100k) 💫

Extinction by @rubikanon [M, 200k]

Post-war adventure across the British countryside, Hermione accidentally falls in love with Narcissa Malfoy, classified missions and intrigue and dementors oh my, Ron isn't a jerk (what?! unheard of!), slow burn romance with a Serious Plot.

Blinding Lights by @16-pennies [T, 121k]

Hermione is left prisoner at Malfoy Manor, presumed dead by the Order and her days numbered by the Death Eaters. Against all odds, she discovers an unexpected ally...

The House of Black by Calliopeia419 [E, 102k]

Hermione studies for a PhD in English Literature and Drama, but struggles to pay the rent on the flat. Already drowning in work for her thesis, she contemplates accepting a job at the university library. But her supervisor Andromeda Tonks suggests an alternative - that Hermione take a part-time job with her sister, who runs a 'small clothes shop'...

The Ties that Bind by @belladonnainbloom [E, 102k]

Finally fed up with the useless advice of healers, Hermione is sure she'll never be able to remove the scar left on her arm by Bellatrix's knife. In a last act of desperation, she seeks out Narcissa Malfoy, now a veritable recluse after the war, in the hopes that she might know something… anything that could help.

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💫 Long (10k-100k) 💫

Secrets of Stonehenge by Asgerthedemon [E, 82.6k]

Once again [Hermione] must save the world from mortal peril, so another Monday at the office. With the help of her friends and new girlfriend Narcissa, she faces off against the Creatures of Chaos, grudge holding journalists and a possessive ex. How will she make it through this trying time?

Dressed in Black by @habren [M, 31.3k]

Trapped in different cages, a surprising request leads to a series of Friday evening meetings that change Hermione's and Narcissa's lives forever.

She's Just a Boy by @looktotheedges [T, 28.8k]

Draco has been given a task by the Dark Lord. A task he can't refuse... Well. Narcissa Malfoy shan't let her son become a killer... She'll do anything for her son... Take his place at Hogwarts...and do the deed herself. Although she had not anticipated being a teenage boy being quite so difficult.

Sonnets & Submission by @storyof-eden [E, 26.5k]

Hermione was just twelve years old when she decided she would follow Harry Potter anywhere. At thirty, she never would've imagined it would lead where it did. To a BDSM club in the middle of London. To kneeling on the floor by her Mistress. To falling in love.

Silhouette by @maraudersaffair, SecondSilk, @sunflower-swan [E, 25.2k] WITH ART!

After the war, Narcissa is down and out and working as a seamstress when Hermione asks her to be her personal dressmaker. Narcissa agrees... The problem is Narcissa can't stop thinking about what it would be like to shag Hermione.

Love in the Eye of a Storm by @rattlesoft [M, 24.3k]

After the war, Narcissa Malfoy spends all of her time holed up in Malfoy Manor. Growing more and more dissatisfied, she takes a holiday to a mysterious island that promises no contact with the outside world. There, she encounters someone else in similar circumstances and a threat straight from her nightmares.

you say they're beautiful (but i can't breathe) by @evadwrites [T, 11.5k]

“It’s stupid,” Narcissa announces when Bella is finished talking. “Why would anyone choose to die for somebody who doesn’t love them back?”... It’s not until Narcissa falls in love with Hermione Granger that she knows for sure: she would let love kill her in a heartbeat.

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Wahlahwah Wednesday | Kiki Rockwell - Cup Runneth Over

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Like Tinder For Ghosts

By wickedpistil - posted June 28, 2007 Live fic link Rating: Adult ++ Explicit Category: F/F Warnings: None Relationship(s): Lust/Sheska Character(s): Lust, Sheska Summary: Lust/Sheska Yuri

[thighzp]

WLW Wednesday!

Wrote a little junora porn a while back and today @redlipstickandglitter finally gave me the push to post it because it's WLW Wednesday of course! Here it is, as a treat, while I work on finishing my firstprince shibari fic.

Please enjoy June getting herself off while thinking about Nora. That's it that's the fic.

“You’re positively dripping,” She imagined Nora’s voice an octave lower, the way only she got to hear in their stolen moments alone. “Is all that for me?” “Yes,” June whispered, although unsure if it remained in her head or if she said it out loud. 

[moodywritesmoody]

Sally silently snuck back into the van, about an hour after she���d left it. She thought she’d managed to sneak back into her blanket unnoticed, when Stella mumbled over her shoulder. “Nightmare?”

Sally gave a satisfying yelp, and punched Stella in the arm. It was worth it though, and she snickered but turned over to get a look at Sally’s face. She didn’t look more annoyed than usual; she was basically fine then. Except her face still looked haunted, and that had less to do with Stella and more to do with whatever she saw when she closed her eyes.

“My mum used to say that I got nightmares because I ate too much before bed.” She offered. They had just had a feast. Sally didn’t look too comforted though.

“Maybe you’re right.” She said without much conviction.

Stella reflected on how tired Sally seemed all the time. “Except it’s not the first time, is it? Dare I say not the second, third or fourth either?”

“Alright calm down detective.” She scoffed. “Recurring nightmares are not unheard of, and we’ve both seen some things.”

“You can say that again.”

Stella didn’t say anything else, but she didn’t feel very sleepy either. So she just lay still and listened for interesting noises outside - the universe beyond London traffic. Crickets, the creek, possibly a frog, something else she couldn’t pick out.

She thought Sally had fallen back asleep, but very quietly she spoke again.

“Stella, do you ever have dreams about cases you were on?”

“Yeah of course.” Stella couldn’t count how many times.

“Yeah but like, do you ever have the dream but, from the victim’s perspective? Like you were the victim? Or the perpetrator?”

Stella had to think more about that one. If she did have dreams like that, none stood out.

“Cause it’s been happening for a while, I think it might be my guilty conscience or something.”

“Guilty conscience?” Stella searched for Sally’s eyes in the dark, “guilty about what.”

Sally shrugged, turning to look at her. “You don’t ever feel guilty? Or have any regrets?”

“Are you talking about your last case? Cause that wasn’t your fault Sally.”

“No, not just that, I mean in general.”

In the silence, Stella tried to find the right words. Because she probably did know what Sally was talking about on some level. How could she not, they were both cops in what critics and pundits were calling one of the most corrupt police forces in the world, guilt and regret were standard fare. But it was a loaded conversation, and Stella was still at least half asleep.

“I guess I try my best to have nothing to feel guilty about. Why else do you think half the guys hate my guts.” She wasn’t exactly popular at work, except for the people she was popular with, but they were a minority. Incidentally a minority of people who she herself could stand being around.

“We’ve just got to work towards improving things, Donovan, that’s all there is for it.”

Sally scoffed, “You sound exactly like Lestrade.”

“What, you don’t buy it?”

“No!” She sat up and stared Stella down, “And I don’t think you buy it either.”

Stella tried to shush her, reaching for her mouth; Sally just batted her hand away.

“Well what are we supposed to do Sally, shut down Scotland fucking Yard? Come on, in what reality could that ever happen?”

“Yeah, good question. I feel like we’d actually get somewhere if we asked ourselves that question, but seriously - and not as a way to just shut people down.”

Stella sat up too, because Sally looked like she wanted to storm out into the cold again. “Hey, no, I’m not trying to shut you down, ok. I’m just being realistic, because I take this seriously too. Sal, look at me. I mean it.”

They didn’t want to wake everyone else up so they were sort of whisper yelling; but they had to talk kind of close to hear each other. If Stella leaned down just a few inches, she could lay her head on Sally’s shoulder. The Orange jumper she wore to sleep looked like it was made of fine desert sand.

Instead she nudged Sally with her shoulder. “Ok then, what kind of reality would have no Scotland Yard?”

“A fucking peaceful one.” Sally muttered, Stella could tell she was also trying to avoid a full blown fight. “A less paranoid one.”

“Mmm. One with less paperwork.” Stella added, getting into the mood a bit, like they were playing a game. “Probably one with better traffic honestly.”

“Yeah definitely.” Sally laughed quietly. She continued a little more seriously, “One with fewer traumatised kids, for sure.”

Stella nodded, this was definitely at least tangentially connected to Sally’s last case. But if she wanted to discuss it she’d bring it up herself.

“A London that doesn’t need Scotland Yard is a London that has figured out better ways to deal with all the shit that we handle disastrously, because we’re not equipped for it. I mean why are we handling mental health calls when half of us are bloody psychopaths?”

Stella hummed in understanding. Letting Sally get as much as she could off her chest; she’d been waiting for her to let her in on what was bothering her for a long time. But Sally held her cards close to her chest. Actually in that regard they weren’t so different. It probably also meant something that Sally still talked like she worked at Scotland yard; probably she didn’t need Ella to tell her that it was a sign of lack of closure or whatever.

“Most of the guys in the force are ten times worse than most of the people they lock up. I’m bloody worse than most of the people I’ve locked up, its no wonder I can’t fucking sleep. I don’t know how you do it.”

“What, sleep? Imported Melatonin baby.”

“No, how you manage to keep your untarnished soul. You’ve got that whole righteous anger thing going for you, don’t you?”

Something about that remark grated on Stella. At this point she regularly caught herself reacting as much to the things Sally didn’t say as to the things she did. “I dunno, sounds a bit like you’re putting me on a pedestal, Sergeant Donovan.”

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Chapter 3 Snippet

[grrwoof-woof]

"but the text never explicitly stated it!!!" hey, so that's actually what they tried to teach you in those english classes you barely passed 😁

[moodywritesmoody]

Inspiration for generations to cum

this genre of pics 🙏🏼🙏🏼

[thesoftboiledegg]

[kulai]

based on the trailer with Enid's new hair and nails for season 2!! :P

[hpsaffics]

✨ WLW Wed: Ginmione ✨

A biweekly HP femslash rec list made by the lovely members of the HP SAFFICS (18+) discord server. See all previous rec lists in the WLW Library.

Currently: Hermione Granger/Ginny Weasley Previously: Teacher/Student (see list)

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💫 LONG (>10k) 💫

Written in the Body by poetheather [M, 319k]

Being tortured by by Bellatrix changes Hermione in a big way. She decides that no one else is allowed to write her life and is determined to live her life her own way. This includes going after the love of her dreams. Now all she has to do is figure out who they are

Distractions by @morningsound15 [T, 86.7k]

Ron and Hermione have recently broken up, and Ginny — concerned for her best friend — has decided that the only thing for Hermione to do now is to date someone new to make Ron jealous. And who better than Hermione’s best friend (and coincidentally Ron’s younger sister) to drive him absolutely mental?

Image of You by angelic1_hp [M, 73.3k]

The engagement party of Ron and Hermione is one that Ginny really didn't want to attend. Ginny has tried to lose herself in alcohol, sex and a relationship with a man she could never love until the one she really wants comes back into her life.

Rumour Has It by Melacka, @artymakeart, @showknight [T, 31.2k] WITH ART!

Ginny doesn't remember giving the reporter the quote, but she's certainly never been one to back away from a challenge. And she's certainly not going to deny that she's in a relationship with Hermione just to make a few bigots feel better about themselves. Or, Ginny accidentally outs Hermione to the whole Wizarding World. Fake dating shenanigans ensue.

The Thing With Feathers by @maraudersaffair [E, 25.4k]

After Ron’s death, Hermione feels adrift with only her books and Ministry job to keep her grounded. This all changes when she accepts an invitation to Ginny’s Quidditch match and catches herself wondering: when did Ginny get so fit?

Gluttony by Ely_Baby [E, 11.2k]

The Second Wizarding War damaged people more deeply than they'd like to believe.

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💫 MEDIUM (3-10k) 💫

Last Minute Admission by flooj9235 [G, 9.8k]

In the last moments before the Trio heads off to hunt Horcruxes, Hermione takes a moment to tell Ginny something important.

Unexpected Pleasures by kerisempai [M, 7.1k]

A case of mistaken identity leads to questions for Hermione.

Like That by Robyn_Iwanagi [T, 6.5k]

Ginny's never minded sharing a bed with Hermione when she stays over, well, if you don't count that she has a—frankly, massive—crush on her... And she's still got a couple days before the World Cup, and ... She has no idea how she's going to manage. And thats not even getting started on the cuddling.

Five Times Ginny Asked Hermione To Marry Her by icerose92 [T, 5.4k]

It took Ginny a while to get Hermione to agree to marry her.

Wishful Thinking by @owlswithfins [T, 4.2k]

Harry and Hermione are both in love with a Weasley. Like canon, but gayer.

The Witches Are Coming by @neontinkerbell [E, 4.2k]

Ginny Weasley and Hermione Granger get their bloody revenge, then they Get Some.

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💫 SHORT (<3k) 💫

Sneaking by tealeaf523 (ConstantComment) [E, 1.2k]

Hermione and Ginny keep disappearing together; the boys are about to accidentally find out what they've been up to.

Untitled by Anonymous [T, 1.6k]

Ginny is all warmth and strength and movement.

handing you my whole life by @evadwrites [M, 1.0k]

Hermione thinks she’s destined to kneel before Ginevra Potter, always begging for scraps. For years, she will wonder whether Ginny’s willingness to offer them was born out of cruelty or kindness. The question will remain unspoken, unanswered.

The Practical by Jude [M, 285]

Ginny thought everything was going along swimmingly. And then Hermione pulled the book out from under her pillow.

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The Munaverse of madness

sure it's not all so black and white / sure I'm gonna cry for the love we couldn't keep

for @stillgeekingout!

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Wahlahwah Wednesday | Xana - Kitchen Light

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Collect call, Berlin to Risenberg and back again.

By girgentanaCombatant (now orphan_account) - posted 2014-02-04 Live fic link Rating: Teen and Up Audiences agree Category: F/F Warnings: None apply Relationship(s): Sheska/Winry Rockbell Character(s): Sheska, Winry Rockbell, Maria Ross Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Earth, Alternate Universe - World War II, Can be read as alternate Winry Rockbell and Sciezka, Femslash, Femslash February, Femslash Challenge 2014, Period Typical Attitudes, Period-Typical Homophobia, Antisemitism, It's pre-World War II era Germany, The author is not an expert so take everything with a grain of salt, or even the entire fucking shaker maybe Summary: February 27th, 1933. The beginning of the end. The end of everything, really, as Winry Rockbell and Sciezka Brzenska should have damn well known.

[irishyuri]

love bites 🦇🩸

bonus:

[moodywritesmoody]

The Rivers of New Scotland Yard (A Stally fanfic - ft Ella and Janine being a riot)

Janine let the rest of their arguing go unheard as she continued to check on the contents of the boiling, grilling, and frying pots and pans. It was going to be a feast - that was the most exciting part; everyone could at least agree on that. In maybe another hour they would all be eating and drinking and making merry.

Then maybe after a few ciders and when they were all partied out and content, Janine might ask Ella for an easy no pressure chat.

It struck her again, how weird it was that she was friends with Ella at all. Because Ella was her ex-boyfriend’s therapist, the answers to some of his most baffling behaviour was forever just beyond her grasp. Even if they had only been fake dating. And not in the cute fanfiction sense. Enough time had passed since Sherlock revealed his lies that she felt she could probably survive happily not knowing just what he was thinking at the time, but also just enough time had passed that Ella might maybe let some inconsequential detail slip. Inconsequential but enlightening. And so the temptation to beg an insight off of her was ever present. She still hadn’t managed to convince Ella that the ethics of Doctor-patient confidentiality were short sighted at best and blunt force trauma at worst. But Janine was persuasive, she was Irish after all.

Ella was presently negotiating some agreement about technology usage with her teenagers. And after a few minutes of civil debate, they seemed to come to acceptable terms and went separate ways again. The kids back to the stream and Ella to their busy kitchen set-up.

“Ogh, this smells insanely good already, Janine.”

“Thank you kindly. Salted with the sweat of my brow.”

“I’m glad you’re such an excellent cook because if we had to do Sainsbury's pies around the fire this wouldn’t be nearly as fun.”

“Hey you make a really good beef stew now. It only took you, what, two tries to master it?”

“Yeah because you just cut the stuff and toss it in a pot and forget about it until it starts to smell good, that’s about as complex as I can handle. Probably also because you’re such a patient teacher.”

Janine felt chuffed, but shrugged like it was no big deal. She was a patient teacher, no big deal.

“Well you’re a great student.”

Ella gave her a look, “No I’m not.”

“No, you’re not.”

Ella chuckled.

Janine chortled.

“Don’t tell my kids, I like that they think I was a model student in school, instead of a permanent resident of detention.”

“Nah, your kids would be proud of you.”

“Hah.”

“They had a rebel as a mum. A proper trouble maker.”

“Yeah well. They’re both doing so well already, I won’t sabotage that for anything.”

“Fair.”

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(Chapter 2 snippet)

[the-thing-withfeathers]

you’ll just have to taste me when he’s kissin’ you