A bunch of texts and similar things between/about Sam and Bucky. There's a lot of sarcasm and sometimes they say something real. Also, nosy neighbors have pet conspiracy theories and are very curious about the guy they've decided to nickname "metal arm."
Victoire and Fred Weasley are trouble with a capital T.
one week. one cabin. sexual tension. only one bed. lots of shenanigans. (muggle au)
poll working in an n95 behind plexiglass and then having joe-biden-won victory sex with a hot voter who picked you up is peak 2020 (muggle au)
"You've said three things in the last five minutes that I found genuinely surprising, the least significant of which was telling me to pin you down on your bed while we make out. Stop calling me a prat for reacting to all of it."
When you're in a dark forest surrounded by werewolves in the middle of the night, never ask, "What's the worst that can happen?"
a chaotic next-gen chatfic full of semi-senseless flirting and absurdity. - (companion to shenanigans and hi-jinks)
Bill and Fleur's English lessons take an interesting turn.
James I's parents tend to overcomplicate just about everything - including courtship, not-quite-in-laws, and adventures. Sequel to the Netted Sunbeam
There are darker mirrors than Erised in the Wizarding World.
The enclosed in an incomplete log of detention slips between the years of 2012 and 2024, as cataloged by the professors at Hogwarts School of Witchcraft and Wizardry.
Daphne hears a rumor about her estranged sister that she finds genuinely astonishing.
Astoria and Draco's evening gets cut dramatically short by some werewolf separatists. Part of my Sidenote: Drastoria one-shot series.
Astoria's painful memories surrounding Christmas during the war clash with Draco's insisting that she help him decorate his tree. Feelings are messy, trauma is messier, but it all (sort of) comes out in the wash. December 2001
Astoria's brother teaches her to resist the Imperius Curse.
Daphne let the Imperius Curse she'd cast on our sister slip because she'd known I'd see it for what it was. And she'd been too slow.
Astoria's older brother is not overprotective, but Draco doesn't know that.
I don't really know how I ended up dating a traumatized and combative girl who had very nearly been a Gryffindor, but there it is.
I don't really know how I got to the point where I was sobbing and alone in my brother's basement with a Death Eater, but there it is.
The threat of a werewolf-choreographed assassination plot leaves Draco hiding out in a cottage by the sea. Astoria decides to join him.