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The Girl Who Lived Series Masterlist
Summary: Set in a universe where you are the chosen one, and Harry Potter is your best friend who tries to help you navigate the woes of being the lone hero of the wizarding world.
Aka a swap au where your parents are dead but the marauders + Lily are not. This fic is a multi-chapter one, and will pretty much cover all of the major events that happen at Hogwarts, with a slight twist since you’re the chosen one and not Harry. Eventual Harry x Reader, slowburn, friends to lovers.
Main Harry Potter Masterlist
Chapter 1.1: The Unexpected Visit
“I dunno what it was, no one does - but somethin’ about you stumped him, all right.” Hagrid turned to you, a mixture of warmth and respect blazing in his kind eyes. You straightened your back, preening under his gaze. So, what he was saying, basically, was that you were the hero of the wizarding world. It was you, the antidote to the disease, the saviour.’ OR: in which unexpected encounters open your eyes to a whole new world. One, it seems, you know nothing about, but knows everything about you.
Chapter 1.2: Train Rides and Talking Hats
“Oi,” you spoke, feeling your jaw clench at the blond boy’s demeanour. “I’d watch what I was saying if I was you, especially considering the crap that’s spewing out of your sewage-system of a mouth.” Draco Malfoy turned his sharpened gaze toward you. “And I’d be more careful if I was you. You don’t want to make enemies with the wrong people.” “The same goes for you.”  OR: in which you hitch a ride on the Hogwarts Express and buckle up for one hell of a ride.
Chapter 1.3: To Win
Coming soon xoxo
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plutocoded · 2 months
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uhh so i saw @marriso1's drawing of my favourite father and son duo then decided to draw them (creds to them)
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roseburning · 4 months
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Harry Potter Roleswap
It's Harry Potter,
but instead of the 90s, we got the 70s;
instead of the Dursleys, we got Tobias and Eileen;
instead of Gryffindor, we got Slytherin;
instead of Draco's Gang, we got the Marauders;
instead of Pansy Parkinson, we got Lily Evans;
instead of Ron Weasley and Hermione Granger, we got Lucius Malfoy and Narcissa Black;
It's Harry Potter
but instead of Harry Potter, we got Severus Snape.
(I thought about "instead of Dumbledore, we got Voldemort" and "instead of Minerva McGonagall, we got Bellatrix Lestrange" but they don't really play roles similar enough.)
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firendgold · 6 months
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Just wondering, how do you feel about roleswap aus?
Roleswap AU for Harry and Albus? That'd be delicious.
I think there's a fanfic that has a sort of similar premise (although they keep their memories and personalities), but a full roleswap where Albus is the hotheaded Chosen One and Harry is the experienced whimsical mentor would be so... yes. Giiiive it to me.
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scftsunshine · 7 months
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ninety-two-bees · 2 months
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happy birthday, james potter
jegulus microfic | 861 words | age gap + parenting au
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Regulus has never baked a cake before, and he’s not sure why he believed today would be the perfect day to learn. There are already a handful of failed attempts scattered across James’ kitchen. Some of them are…edible, but none of them are perfect. James deserves perfect on his birthday.
Technically Regulus isn’t supposed to be here at all. He’s supposed to be in class while James is at the museum with Harry, but taking one day off to treat his boyfriend on his birthday can’t do any harm, right? The countertops are almost entirely hidden by spilled ingredients and empty packages, but he finds space and perches on the counter with a mixing bowl in his arms.
The last batter was too thick, and this one seems suspiciously too runny, but he has no idea how to fix it. He even went as far as to call Barty and Evan, then Remus and Sirius—all of whom were entirely unhelpful. And now James’ kitchen is a mess.
Before he has a chance to put the next batch of cake mix in the oven, or even think about cleaning up, he hears the front door open and freezes in place. James is home.
Harry makes it to the kitchen first, walking right up to where Regulus is sitting and staring up with that wide bug-eyed stare Regulus has gotten so used to in the past year.
“Hi, buddy. Where’s your dad?” he asks, climbing off the countertop and swapping the mixing bowl out to pick Harry up instead. When Harry points over Regulus’ shoulder, he freezes up all over again.
“Please don’t be mad,” he begs softly, not daring to turn around to face James. His boyfriend has never been angry with him before, but there’s a first time for everything, right? And knowing Regulus’ luck, he has probably ruined James’ entire birthday.
James doesn’t say anything, but only a moment passes before Regulus feels familiar arms around his waist and a comforting chest against his back. He leans into James’ embrace instantly, struggling to fight off a smile as Harry wraps his arms around him too. This is his favourite place to be—in the arms of his family.
“Why would I be mad, baby?” James mumbles, pressing a kiss to the top of Regulus’ head. “You made cake!”
“I made a mess,” Regulus points out with a soft laugh.
One of the agreements within their relationship is that Regulus isn’t allowed to spend money on James until he finishes his degree and goes back to working full-time. It’s done wonders for the health of the bond between them, but Regulus still wanted to offer James something as a gift.
“Harry has made worse messes with much less time. We can clean it up together,” James insists. He lets go of Regulus as Regulus lowers Harry to the ground, and the two of them—three, if he counts Harry “helping”—make quick work of the baking disaster.
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Hours pass, all of which Regulus spends no more than a few feet away from James. They decorate the house together for his birthday, drop Harry off with his grandparents for the night, and kill the last bit of time before the party breaking in James’ new mattress.
“You really are getting old, you know.” Regulus has taken to straddling James’ lap on the living room couch despite the dozens of party guests around them. No matter how popular James is, Regulus knows he will always be at the centre of his boyfriend’s world. It’s as if the rest of the party doesn’t exist.
“I’m still a couple of years off forty! I’ve still got some youth left in me,” James argues. “And in fifteen years, when you’re this age, you’ll be saying the exact same thing.”
With laughter spilling from his lips, Regulus drops his head onto James’ chest, allowing James to wrap his arms around him in a warm embrace. If anyone is judging them for the blatant PDA, they don’t say anything
“I’m sorry I wasn’t able to give you anything for your birthday,” he mumbles against James’ neck, eyes fluttering shut as James’ fingers trail up and down the length of his spine.
They had to throw out all of the cakes Regulus attempted to make, and ended up buying one at the nearest supermarket instead. James had insisted that it’s the thought that counts, but Regulus still wishes he had done more.
“There is…one thing you could give me, but it’s entirely up to you.” Regulus lifts his head again, gazing at James with intense curiosity. “Move in with me.”
A moment passes between them, and Regulus is certain his heart beats twice as fast as it ever has before.
“You really mean it?” he whispers, voice laced with trembling disbelief.
“I really mean it,” James promises.
Another moment passes. And then; “Absolutely. There’s nowhere else I’d rather be.”
One of James’ hands comes up to hold the back of Regulus’ head, and then they’re kissing. It must look as intense as it feels, because someone whistles and a few people laugh just before they pull apart, breathless.
“Happy birthday, Jamie.”
this microfic is based on james and regulus in be good to me (i beg of him) because i missed them <3
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srvbryn · 3 months
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Luke Castellan. Detention
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Not set in riordanverse & highschool au!Luke; MASTERLIST
Luke Castellan X f!reader
Summary: "Well, well, look who's joined the detention club" Luke gets detention — He misplaced his history textbook, and what's better than stealing borrowing it from the library?
Warning: teenagers acting like teenagers, not a lot of dialogues, they have houses like the one in Harry Potter lol (only mentioned once) & Reader house is not mentioned, this is a bit boring
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The detention room felt confined, with time moving at a snail's pace. Luke sat there, tracing imaginary patterns on the desk, the minutes ticking away like a never-ending countdown.
Just when he thought he was alone with the hum of Mr. D and the ticking of the clock, the door creaked open, and in walked (Name), a smirk on her lips.
"Well, well, look who's joined the detention club," Luke teased.
(Name) rolled her eyes and took the seat next to him. "Figured I'd keep you company. Detention is always more fun with a partner in crime, right?"
Luke couldn't help but chuckle — "Partner in crime, huh? I like the sound of that."
As the minutes passed, the two of them had whispered conversations, exchanged notes, and made light of the situation.
(Name) couldn't resist making fun of Luke's situation.
"So, what's the grand crime that got you in here, Luke?" she asked with a sly grin.
A few hours ago — LUKE CASTELLAN
Luke's risky textbook stealing borrowing scheme involved a well-thought-out strategy that, avoided the school administration's watchful gaze.
He may or may not have misplaced his textbook accidentally.. hahaha
However, this time, it was a classic case of overconfidence that led to his downfall.
Luke decided to carry out his plan during the school assembly, when most teachers were busy with maintaining the wandering student body under control.
Confident that he could slip in and out like a shadow, he ventured into the classroom, only to find himself face-to-face with the one teacher who had decided to stay behind to organize some papers.
As he reached for the textbook, Mr. Chiron looked up from his work and caught Luke in the act. The moment was frozen, and an uneasy silence filled the room.
Luke's grin faded into a sheepish smile as he tried to come up with a plausible excuse.
Mr. Chiron raised an eyebrow, unimpressed. "Luke Castellan, what exactly are you doing in here during the assembly?"
Luke scratched the back of his head, attempting to feign innocence. "Oh, you know, just wanted to get a head start on some reading. Education waits for no one, right?"
"Nice try, Mr. Castellan. I don't recall giving you permission to access the library during the assembly. Detention it is."
And that's how Luke's textbook borrowing adventure came to an abrupt halt, leading him to the very detention that (Name) chose to join.
Luke leaned in, a gleam in his eyes. "I may have liberally borrowed some textbooks without asking. The school administration didn't appreciate my innovative approach to study materials."
(Name) burst into laughter, earning them a stern look from Mr. D. "Classic Hermes house move. Couldn't just check out a classroom book like the rest of us, huh?"
"Where's the fun in that?" he replied, a playful glint in his eyes. "Besides, I thought it added a touch of rebellion to my academic pursuits."
The two of them continued to jokes, causing the otherwise boring detention surprisingly pleasant.
The more they chatted, the more (Name) realized there was more to Luke than his rebellious exterior.
They even swapped a few sarcastic comments about the school's absurd rules. (No phones allowed, must wear a tie all the time, don't run in the hallways (the usual))
The teacher on duty, Mr. D, sat at his desk, buried in paperwork (surprisingly) unaware.
Luke discreetly crumpled a piece of paper and passed it to (Name) with a glint in his eyes.
They exchanged a knowing look, silently agreeing on their next move. (Name), with a suppressed giggle, aimed the paper at the back of Mr. D's head and let it fly.
The paper landed with a soft thud, catching the teacher's attention. He turned around, narrowing his eyes at the seemingly innocent duo.
"Alright, who did that?" Mr. D demanded, scanning the room.
Luke and (Name) exchanged innocent glances, attempting to suppress their laughter. Mr. Anderson sighed, suspecting he was dealing with a pair of children.
As Mr. D returned to his paperwork, the both of them couldn't resist another attempt at amusement.
This time, Luke folded the paper into an aeroplane. With a quick motion, he launched it at Mr. D, causing it to glide gracefully through the air.
The paper airplane did a loop-de-loop before landing on Mr. D's desk, right in front of him. He looked up, a mix of irritation and bemusement on his face.
"Alright, that's enough. We're in detention, not a paper competition," he scolded, shaking his head.
Luke and (Name) exchanged a glance, barely containing their laughter.
As the final minutes of detention passed, Mr. D kept an eye on them, suspecting that more antics were on the way.
Luke and (Name), however, had already shared enough laughs to make their time in detention enjoyable.
Luke couldn't help but feel a twinge of disappointment as the clock ticked down to the end of their detention.
He glanced at (Name), a genuine smile playing on his lips. "Same time tomorrow, partner?"
(Name) raised an eyebrow, a smirk forming. "Only if you promise not to get caught every time."
Luke chuckled. "Deal."
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It’s 3:20am and I just thought, why haven’t I read any Harry Potter AUs of Wolfstar yet? Find out what house they’d be in and watch them swap ties or be enemies, all the other ships do it…
OH WAIT 🤦‍♀️ 
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rankheresy · 3 months
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Spotlight hour!
Here are all the works that were updated and submitted to us during the January "Update your WIP" challenge!
Disney
Woe to The People of Order But Disney(TM) by @levichouphys I stared into the abyss and the abyss replied with Aladdin's deleted song "Humiliate the Boy." // Jafar and Disney characters swapped with DreamSMP characters AU.
Harry Potter:
Amulette d'amour by @therealvinelle and @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin Tom is commissioned to repair a magical amulet.
The Man Who Would Be King by @therealvinelle and @theoriginalcarnivorousmuffin On October 31st, 1981, Lily Potter’s plan to protect her son goes awry when her husband is murdered and her son abducted. In the aftermath, she must navigate the escalation of the war, tensions among the Order, and her desperate search for her son.
The Slytherins' Tale and A Time Once Lost by @theralance In the year before Hogwarts, Draco Malfoy and Theodore Nott’s exploration of the unused rooms of Malfoy Manor leads them to discover an old diary tucked away and forgotten. Across the country, a single mistake results in the last heir of an ancient pureblood line breaking free of his prison.
Naruto
Loyalty's Price: Eternity by @thehollowone16 After a year alongside Sasori and Deidara, the Akatsuki begin to move. In doing so, Kabuto comes back into conflict with Sunagakure, the nation he worked with to destroy Konoha. This time though, he has to help save a Kazekage. "Truly, it was the villages who made monsters of them. Their wars, their battles, fought for no reward their shinobi would see. When had the price of loyalty grown so high? When had the returns become so abysmal?"
Twilight
Counselling by @smallcatwoman Eleazar hears about the love triangle between Edward, Bella, and Jacob, and decides to help. Terrible things ensue.
Thanks to all contributors!
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orionchildofhades · 8 months
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steddie swapping soulmate au part 9
part 1 |[...]| part 8 | part 9 | part 10 | Ao3
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the fist thought in Eddie's head as he awakes is finally.
this is not his bed.
he swapped again.
the last months were painful, the idea of being left alone without the soulmate he was promised like a burn in his heart. with that and highschool going terribly as always, it wasn't very fun.
What he realises quickly is, even if this is not his bed, it's also not his soulmate's. At least not the one he woke up in the first time. The room is even emptier than the previous. White walls, white ceiling, white wardrobe. It feels even less personal than the first time around.
Everything is a bit fuzzy around the edges when he sits himself on the soft sheets. At least the bed is very comfortable.
He doesn't have much time to put everything together when the door on his right beeps - beeps? - and burst open. A tall and honestly, even for Eddie's gay heart, gorgeous woman enters. Caramel hair fall like around her face in waves, her skin porcelain and gently decorated with beauty marks under her eyes, above her lips, on her hairline. Her eyes are a shade of brown strangely familiar. What's not is the feint twitch of it when her eyes land on Eddie.
"What are you still doing in bed? We are leaving in ten minutes, I told you to be ready at half past!" She huffs and goes to open the wardrobe as Eddie watch in bewilderment. A glance at the clock above the door shows 10:18. "Come on, get up." A pair of jeans and a polo are shoved his way and the woman hurries him toward another door, on his left. He ends up very quickly in a bathroom, as white and clean as the room, and she constant rummaging of the woman pushes him to speed up any process. He throws his pajamas - his soulmate's pajamas - off with blushing cheeks and gets out of the room in the process of putting on a shirt.
This is not how he intended to meet any of his soulmate's family.
"Oh, honey." There's a hint of fondness in the voice this time as Eddie is dragged in front of the woman, dare he assumes the mother of his bonded soul?, and she starts working with his hair with strong but gentle fingers. "You are such a mess this morning. Be thankful your father is busy today."
And soon enough Eddie ends up outside, at the very bottom of a building that is far too tall to be safe if anyone was to ask him his opinion.
And he's in New York.
That comes as a surprise and a logical explanation as to why the room was different.
It's called a hotel Eddie, comes Frank's sarcastic voice in his mind.
This is the first time he has the actual chance to roam around a big city. And not any big city, but New York. That's just too cool.
The woman, the mother really, it would be weird otherwise, gets them a taxi and takes them for brunch before another taxi brings them to Time Square.
Eddie cannot believe he has such a chance.
He ignores the slightly disappointment remarks coming and going from the woman and happily enjoys his day.
A fleeting feeling of guilt rises in his chest at the thought of his soulmate missing such a day but he shrugs it off. There is no reason for him to feel bad, he can't change any of it. He'll just have to keep every detail in mind and recount everything once he meets his soulmate.
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on a different note, i'm looking for a potential beta reader for a harry potter fic, if anyone has a bit of time, likes the fandom, would be willing to check some texts and ideas with me don't hesitate to comment, send a text
on another note, the second part of a mha fic i wrote is out on ao3, if anyone likes this sort of stuff it's villain!traitor!deku and people seem to think it's not too much trash so it's there if you are looking for a fic in mha
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YIPPEE 💖💖💖💖💖🕊️
HELLOOOO MY BEAUTIFUL TURTLE DUCKLINGS LOVE OF MY LIFE LOVELIES CHAP 1.1 OF THE GIRL WHO LIVED SERIES IS UP!!! PLS CHECK IT OUT!!!
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You've done what ifs where Aro or Carlisle swapped places with Dumbledore, but what if the protagonists swapped roles instead? Harry Swan and Bella Potter? How would that go?
Anon's referring to this post as well as this post.
Caveat That Bears Repeating
I've said this a number of times in these kinds of posts already, but the thing is that backstories matter. Harry and Bella don't just pop into existence, informed by nothing, they all have histories that lead them to where they end up in canon.
Bella has her parent's messy divorce, her alienation from her father, her irresponsible mother, as well as the socialization of being an American girl in the early 2000's.
Harry is an orphan physically and mentally abused by his surviving relatives, at the age of eleven he suddenly discovers that in a secret society he's bigger than the Beatles, he's a young British boy in the early 1990's who then is thrust into the wizarding world culture.
My point is that as much as I can theorize what Bella or Harry would be like in the AU where Bella's now a British girl living in a cupboard beneath the stairs and Harry's now living with Renee, it's just me handwaving and guessing.
I really don't know with these things.
With that said, we can try.
Bella Potter
We'll say the Dursleys pull the exact same shit with Bella as they would Harry. I imagine Bella's almost New Moon levels of depressed at eleven.
She thinks she's ugly and is purposefully made so by her relatives (given bad haircuts, clothes that don't fit, probably Dudley's castoffs making her look more tom-boyish and less 'cute' than what might be acceptable), she's told her parents were drunks and losers, and her family despises her and thinks she's stupid and a waste of space.
I imagine Bella often contemplates whether it'd be better if she'd never been born in the first place. Where Harry reacted with anger, I imagine from what we see of canon, Bella crumples in on herself.
Then she discovers she's a witch, that weird scar on her forehead that she always tries to cover a sign of her defeating You-Know-Who, and that her parents were wonderful people.
Bella waits for the other shoe to drop, for people to realize she's a phony, that she's not cool, special, pretty, or anything any of these people seem to believe she is based on nothing. Worse, Bella would want to come clean, but she doesn't want to lose any of this.
Hagrid is treating her nicely, on the train that boy Ron genuinely seems to like her and think she's cool and interesting, she has friends and people think she can do things.
Bella's terrified of being found out as a fraud which makes her more nervous than Neville in trying to use magic (especially in Potions where Snape mercilessly bullies her and thus makes her even worse than she otherwise would have been).
However, this gets in the way of typical Harry adventures, as Bella to the best of her ability keeps her nose down and out of trouble (as then everyone would hate her again). As a result, she doesn't save Hermione from the troll, Ron eventually gets bored of her and thinks of her as another girl, she doesn't go after the Philosopher's Stone or later involve herself with the Chamber of Secrets debacle.
Voldemort gets the stone offscreen (likely eventually able to get through the enchantment on the mirror) and is able to resurrect himself at which point Bella is terrified as everyone's now expecting her to do something about it.
"I am twelve?" Bella asks, then cries because she's not a magical princess like everyone wants her to be.
Harry Swan
Where Bella is depressed, Harry is angry.
Harry's not happy about moving to Forks but it was made clear he didn't have much choice. He's very bitter with Renee about this and bitter at Charlie in general for being an absentee father. He's ready to take on the whole school, gossiping all about him he's sure, and spit in their faces.
Unlike Hogwarts, as he doesn't want to be here and doesn't have good preconceptions, it's the equivalent of him being told he's going to Malfoy Boarding School in Malfoy County, to a place where he's sure to hate the people and they're sure to be looking for any weakness. (Remember, Bella did not at all have a good perception of Forks or its people).
He, in fact, immediately does so just to make sure they know where he stands. Yeah, he knows his mom ran off, what about it? I imagine he gets in a fist fight with Mike Newton on his first day, Harry is labeled a delinquent.
He catches a look at the Cullens and thinks they're rich freaks and weirdos who moved to this nowhere town. Charlie is at his wits end with Harry and utterly unsure how to deal with him as most the kids in town don't make this kind of trouble.
Unfortunately for Harry, he catches Edward's interest, unfortunately for Harry, with his outspoken anger and bitterness he's not Edward's type.
There's only two doors for someone with the smell, Edward takes the door labeled "eat me, I'm delicious".
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therulerofallpotatos · 4 months
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WIP Tag Game
Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.
I was tagged by @cosmic-lullaby and @iamfandomcrazy!
Oh boy ok this will take a second. My files are very organized. Let's simplify and go by fandom.
The Addams Family
The Multi-Chaps
All Roads Lead to Rome
Chapter 1, 2, 3, 3 raw draft, 4, 5, Notes, Notes General
2. I Bit Him so He's Mine
Hyde Wednesday AU Notes, Chapter One, I Bit Him so He's Mine Tyler's POV, I Bit Him so He's Mine Wednesday's POV original document
3. I See You
I See You chp 1, I See You Notes, I See You Prologue
4. Love Letter AU Chp 1
One-Shots
5. Day 6 Mind Control hurts Wednesday whumptober 2023
6. Day 10 Body Swap au Whumptober 2023
7. vamp tyler scrap
The Series
8. Tyler Raised By Werewolves AU
My Best Friend's Brother Chapter 1
My Best Friend's Brother Chapter 2
Enid Sinclair
My Boyfriend's Sister
Tug of War
The Blood Moon
9. Tyler's Bad Year
Day 24 Failed to Escape
Day 25 nightmare flashback why didn't you save me whumptober 2023
Day 26 magical exhaustion or injury curse whumptober 2023
Day 27 forgotten locked away whumptober 2023
Day 28 hair pulling oxygen deprivation sweating whumptober 2023
Day 29 the easy way or the hard way bargaining forced to choose whumptober 2023
Day 30 possession mind games coma whumptober 2023
Day 31 PTSD headaches crying
10. Her Monster Verse
Her Monster Sequel Notes
Her Monster Verse
11. Just a Couple of Teenage Tearaways
4 October Outreach Day
5 November the 18th
12. Soulmates Aren't Found
13. Vampire Tyler
5 Times Nevermore Caught Wednesday with a Bandage and One Time Donovan Caught Her
5 Times Tyler Nearly Outed Himself and One Time He Revealed Himself
5 plus one
14. Warning: She Bites verse
Warning She Bites Sequel Notes
15. Weyler Week 2023
Day 2 If the Good Die Young I Want to Live Forever
16. Designated Dick Dealer Sequel
17. Til Death
Til Death Part 2
Til Death Part 3
Notes (These are all pure outlines unconnected to anything else)
18. X File Crossover
19. Wylercest au
20. Wednesday isn't a ghost au
21. Tyler finds Fran au
22. Tyler deadname Stacy au
23. Tumblr Prompt Ask Amnesia au
24. Tumblr Posts (collection of prompts i have on my blog)
25. trans tyler post top surgery romcom au
26. The Blood Oath Notes
27. Tale of Two Wednesdays
28. Steal your boyfriend au
29. Series of Dhalias au
30. Secret Identity not so secret au
31. scene scraps
32. scene scraps (2)
33. Refusing the Call General Notes
34. raven drunk sex fantasy au
35. Pregnant Wednesday and Panicking Tyler au
36. Tyler Pizza Boy au
37. mtf tyler x lesbian wednesday au
38. Just unlocked missing time au
39. hybernation au
40. hostage au notes
41. heat sex fic but it's only aftercare
42. grindr au
43. ghoul tyler au
44. Ghost Wednesday au
45. Faux Monsterfucker au
46. Enid mtf knots Tyler ftm
47. Donovan Wednesday morning after
48. cucking xavier au
49. clone wednesday au
50. bianca x tyler siren call au
Okay I'm losing patience. I have after this files for:
Crossovers
Encanto
Hannibal
Harry Potter
MCU
mermaid
Original Works
Teen Wolf
The Umbrella Academy
Twilight
Until Dawn
I will include my wips for Until Dawn and if anyone wants to hear what's in the others, I will make a new post.
Until Dawn
Multi-Chaps
51. Blackwood Mountain
Blackwood Mountain Outline
Blackwood Mountain Part 1
BM PI Chp 1
BM PI Chp 2
BM PI Chp 3
tagging: @obsidianpen, @mister-tom-a-dildo-lover, @mistressvera, @realisticintentions, @realmermaid333, @suchaladyy, @leavesdriftinginthewind, @dispatchvampire, @dark-visitors
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firendgold · 11 months
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ooooh okay but imagine a universe where Harry and Albus’ defining traits are flipped, so you have Patronus-wielding, quick-witted, Quidditch-star Albus falling in love with super-brilliant, über-powerful, sweets-loving Harry
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sitp-recs · 15 days
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Hii Liv, do you have any drarry recs where one of them are mentally or physically ill? I’m craving some sadness right now and would love to wallow in some hurt/comfort <3
Thank you so much!!
Hi anon! I have a list for chronic illnesses and injuries/disability, so this one will be focused on mental health issues. I’m sure you’ll find some excellent h/c here!
Let's Pretend the War Is Over by pir8fancier (M, 8k)
The war is over and Draco is alone, fighting demons of a different nature.
Between Myth and Man by slytherco (E, 16k)
Draco, lost and a little broken, navigates post-war reality convinced that people like him should not be allowed to make their own choices. To solve the problem of his self-sabotaging tendencies, he starts taking a few drops of Veritaserum every morning.
World's Edge by RurouniHime (E, 15k)
In the harshest environment on earth, Harry finds that escaping is harder than simply running.
Holly and Hawthorn, Thistle and Thyme by bryoneybrynn (T, 31k)
After the war, Harry can’t shake the feeling that something is very wrong with him and he has a terrible feeling he knows what that “something” might be. He has a terrible feeling Malfoy might know, too.
Breathe In (and Feel No Hurt) by Constance1 (T, 38k)
A tale of love, loss, and of finding hope again. Or the story of how Draco turned into a house-cat in order to secretly bother a depressed Harry Potter until he was no longer feeling sorry for himself.
He Who Must Not Be Normal by lettered (E, 41k)
Potter has fame and fortune and posh clothes and all he wants is a simple life. Draco has a flat and a cat and a steady job and all he wants is a complicated life. Which makes you think this story has something exciting like body-swapping, but it doesn’t.
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Written for @hinnymicrofic December 2023 - Prompt 3
So - after chatting on Discord about a Muggle AU story I’m (maybe) writing, I woke up with this in my head. Did I look for a prompt that I could somehow vaguely attach it to? Yes. Yes I did.
Rating - Teen and Upwards, for a bit of bad language and some slightly racy content.
It was late evening, and Harry Potter, Private Investigator, was in his office. His suit, once sharply tailored, was rumpled and threadbare, his appearance made respectable only by his polished boots and fedora hat. The only source of light was from the brass lamp on the battered desk in front of him, the one with the cracked, green glass shade, casting shadows across the peeling wallpaper. A dented filing cabinet and an elderly coat stand occupied opposite corners, somehow making the room feel even emptier and more down at heel.
Potter could have gone home, but what for? Just swapping one empty room for another didn’t appeal to him. Besides, instincts honed over years as an investigator told him that now wasn’t the moment to leave. He poured himself a shot of cheap whiskey from the bottle he kept in the drawer, and leaned back in his chair, putting his feet up on the desk, waiting. 
Sure enough, in the distance, he heard the sound of heels clacking against the tiled corridor outside, drawing ever closer. Moments later he saw her, just the outline of a dame through the frosted glass. She hesitated outside, looking left then right, checking that she was unobserved, before raising her hand to knock. 
“Come in,” he called.
Potter stood, as the dame opened the door and slid into the room, his eyebrows raising a little, because she was an absolute knock-out. Her red hair fell in perfect waves down the side of her face, where wide, wanton eyes blazed brown above cherry painted lips. She wore a pillbox hat, and a trench coat belted at the waist hinted at a bombshell figure hidden below.
“Are you Harry Potter? The private detective?” she asked, her voice low and breathy.
He shrugged, playing it cool. “That’s what it says on the door. How can I help you, Miss…?
She dropped her chin and looked up at him seductively, lips curling into a smile. “Weasley. Ginevra Weasley.”
Potter moved around the side of the desk and approached her. “Let me take your coat, Miss Weasley,”
Obediently, she slipped out of the coat and handed it to him, and he tried not to stare when the dress below was revealed, cut demurely but clinging to every curve of her body as sinfully as anything he’d ever seen. 
The dame turned and leaned back against his desk, her palms spread to either side of her and her hips turned to the side, ankles crossed, looking like a goddamn oil painting. She fixed Potter with those alluring brown eyes again. “I need your help, Detective. I believe I’m in danger,” she announced, dramatically.
Potter moved a little closer to her, intrigued. “Danger, you say? What… kind of danger?”
“Yes! I’m being threatened! Followed!” The dame lifted her hand to her chest dramatically, tilting her chin upwards, showing him a long expanse of pale throat. “I’m scared for my life, detective! Can you… protect me?” She turned her face towards him, her expression beseeching and her scarlet lips parted.
Potter took a step towards her. “Well, Miss Weasley. I’m afraid that protection isn’t normally part of the services I offer.”
“But, you’re the best, Mr Potter!” she protested. “Everyone knows that. Name your price!”
Now Potter was standing right in front of her, towering over her. His pulse quickened. “I don’t think you’re ready to pay it, Miss Weasley,” he growled.
She gazed up at him, defiant, pupils dilated, perfect breasts heaving with her rapid breathing. “Oh, Mr Potter,” she whispered, raising her hand and placing it softly against his chest. “I assure you that I am.”
For a moment, they stayed like that, frozen in time. Then unable to hold back any longer, he wrapped one arm around her waist, pulling her up towards him. Their lips met in a kiss that was urgent and messy, filled with hunger and need, mouths open, tongues connecting.
Potter pushed the dame back against his desk, and she curled her stockinged leg around behind his calf as he ran his hand up her thigh. She, in turn, pulled at the waistband of his trousers, untucking his shirt, letting her fingers trail across the taut skin of his abdomen, the muscles tingling at her cool touch. 
Just at that moment, the door burst open. Potter and the dame sprang apart as a tall, red-headed man strolled in. 
“What the fuck are you doing here Ron?” demanded Harry, blushing furiously, attempting to tuck himself back in as quickly as possible.
“Oh!” exclaimed Ron, looking surprised. “Sorry, I wasn’t expecting you to be here at this time of night. We’ve been out for dinner, and Hermione thought she must have left her umbrella in here when she was down here to review the case prep earlier so I said I’d pop in and grab for her.”
“Merlin, Ron! You had to pick tonight to be helpful?” asked Ginny, tugging the hem of her dress back down.
“Ginny! You’re here too?” Ron greeted her cheerfully. “But… why would you be here, at this time of night?” Slowly, he looked around, taking in his surroundings for the first time, appearing confused. “What the fuck have you done to your office, Harry? Have you transfigured it? And… why are you dressed like that?” Then a horrible realisation seemed to creep across Ron’s face. “Oh fucking hell - is this… did I just walk into some sort of sex game?”
Harry couldn’t meet his eyes. “Erm…”
“No!” spat Ron. “Forget I asked - I do not want to know! I am leaving now, and we are never mentioning this again.”
“Er, Ron?” said Harry, as Ron turned to leave. Ron glanced back, and Harry sheepishly handed him the errant umbrella. Ron snatched it from his hand and scuttled out.
Utterly mortified, Harry looked to where his wife was still sitting on his desk, to find that her eyes were dancing with amusement. She burst out into a peel of giggles as he glowered at her. 
“Well I’m glad you find it amusing,” he muttered, raising his wand. “Finite!”
Harry’s office blurred a little around them, and then was suddenly returned to the much more familiar, and far less scruffy, office the Head Auror usually inhabited.
“Oh, relax, Harry. You don’t want to pick up where we left off?” she asked him, sounding disappointed.
“I think your brother might have killed the mood a little,” he told her, wryly.
“Oh. That’s a shame,” she pouted, looking down at the floor. Then she straightened her back, crossed her legs and shot him a look filled with some much fire that he inhaled sharply. “It’s just that my house is in a rough neighbourhood,” she told him, her voice soft and breathy again, “and I thought that maybe Potter P.I. could escort me home and check that there aren’t any bad guys lying in wait for me?”
Harry couldn’t help smirking at her. His wife really was both incorrigible, and irresistible. He retrieved her trench coat from the (now much less shabby) rack by the door and handed it to her. “Well, since you asked so nicely, I guess I could help out. You know me - I never could resist a dame in distress.”
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