The worst part was, when Remus looked back on it, he couldn't see it. There was no sign, no sign that Sirius was ready to rip the walls of Remus's world down with his bare hands, laughing maniacally all the while. Remus/Sirius
A record of Andromeda and Narcissa Black's letters from Andromeda's first year at Hogwarts. Sisters may fight, but they'll still always have each other's backs, right?
A glorious death, being slain while killing a basilisk. Glorious or not, it still meant Remus Lupin would never get to see Harry Potter again. AU where Harry died after Chamber of Secrets.
Sometimes their parents would take them out into the Wild, where the big animals lived. Their mother would seat one of them on each shoulder and point out the things she loved about the animals. The affection she had for each and every creature was palpable, and that was one of the many things the twins loved about their mother.
"Dobby likes games." They froze, lips inches away from each other. Their heads simultaneously rose over the barrels they were hiding behind to find a small, wrinkled head staring up at them. Hannah/Lisa, Femslash
Trouble was the name of their game. And as much as Hermione loved her job, it began to wear on her. Then she remembered Luna. And while Hermione loved her job, it couldn't compare to the way she loved Luna.
Dr. David Shield distracts his husband from committing lawnmower crimes against the neighborhood by means of an early morning snack. (Set in an AU where All Might never becomes Small Might. It's a world with a living Nana Shimura, good Tenko, dead All for One, Deku still inheriting One for All, and All Might retiring for to spend more time with his husband, Dave Shield).
After the retirement of All Might and with the Paranormal Liberation Front looming, the future has never been more uncertain. For Toshinori Yagi, though, the calm before the storm finally gives him room to breathe. To breathe, to hope, and maybe even to plan. Or: how Toshinori Yagi reunites with his college sweetheart.
Toshinori makes his transatlantic fantasies come true with the help of his disdainfully indifferent sidekick, one very patriotic dress, and Dr. David Shield's flexible understanding of what, exactly, date night is all about. (Set in an AU where Nana never died. With Nana alive, All Might carves out space for his own life, one where he marries his college sweetheart.)
Retired #1 Hero Toshinori Shield still puts on his Platinum Age suit every now and then. Even better? He comes home to his husband in it, too. (Set in The Darkholderverse, an AU where All Might never becomes Small Might. It's a world with a living Nana Shimura, good Tenko, dead All for One, Deku still inheriting One for All, and All Might retiring for his family.)
"Come home with me." The way he said it, jaw jutting out and eyes determined, contradicted everything Zevran Arainai knew about Maitimo Mahariel. Modern AU.
"I took a pregnancy test," said Loghain, jaw working. The more words that came out of his mouth the more displeased he looked. It took Maric a moment to process what he'd said.
For most wizards, October 31, 1981, went down in history as the day Peter Pettigrew laid down his life to protect his friends. For Remus Lupin, it's the day he learned that ten years aren't enough to prove that he's a man, not a monster, that some men must settle for love without trust, and that forgiveness can only come after leaving everything he knows behind.
When Sirius Apparates to St. Mungo's, he's sure Dumbledore will show him proof that Remus has betrayed the Order. Instead, he finds blood in the old man's fingernails. (As Remus copes with the aftermath of a terrible assault, Sirius vows not to waste this third chance with Remus's heart.)
(Longtime reporter Remus Lupin isn't happy when his regional newspaper brings in an outsider to continue Remus's investigation on corruption in the heart of Wales' most beloved national park — especially not when the ringer is a black-haired, leather-clad troublemaker with cheekbones that could cut glass.)
Chained on a ship headed to Rura Penthe, what Jim thinks about most of all isn't Gorkon's death, it's the weakness in Bones' arms as he struck the Klingon's chest with all the force he could manage. Meanwhile, Bones' hands finally do what General Chang accused them of. They shake. (McSpirk referenced)
It only took nearly fifty years, the death of one Dark Lord, and Minerva McGonagall's retirement for Sirius Black to find himself starkers and begging for a shag on Dumbledore's old desk. Headmaster Lupin is only too happy to oblige.
Shuffling over to Remus, Sirius reached his hand out. 'Dance with me, Moony.' It didn't matter that Remus was laid up with a bad hip, or that Sirius shouldn't be on his feet at all, or even that they were listening to bloody swing music, for Merlin's sake. Remus was never going to say no.
With Sirius and Harry by his side, Remus climbed the castle rubble to catch the last rays of the first sunrise of the rest of his life. Not everyone could say the same.
A glass of wine; the sounds of the city; cool air against his skin. Remus always knows exactly what to get Sirius. Or: Remus gives Sirius a break from a suffocating house.
Lately, looking at Sirius brought a strange sort of fluttery sensation to Remus's stomach. It was fitting that he should realise it now. After all, what was life if not a series of moments between pranks?
Halloween, 1981. Lyall hears the familiar crack of Apparition accompanied by an audible ripple in his meticulously placed wards; Hope hears something else, a noise she's been attuned to since one terrible full moon seventeen years ago, when her very nervous system was rewired electric. Her son's anguish.
Things have changed. Things have changed in ways Sirius could never have imagined before. If you'd have told him when he was twenty that he'd go to prison for betraying James and Lily Potter, he'd have never have believed you. Remus/Sirius
Genma. Raido. Ibiki. Anko. Guy. Aoba. Kurenai. Tonbo. Ebisu. Kakashi. Ten ninja who find that peaceful times require new paths. A swan song for a generation. Also, Kakashi's retirement party. Be there or be demoted to chunin.
Guy wants to go on a cruise. Kakashi wants to go home. Guy disappears at the beginning of their trip with a single note left behind, his whereabouts a mystery. Kakashi still wants to go home.
Sometimes Kakashi and Guy kiss. Naruto discovers this. The world does not come crashing down, but Kakashi does have to sit through a dinner about it, so it might as well have.
The Breach has opened, the Divine is dead, the Conclave destroyed, and the savior of Thedas is an elven prostitute. Will Thedas accept the help Jethann has to give? Does he even have the ability to give it? Rated M for language, later content, and violence.
"I want a lot of things," says Johanna. "And I do mean a lot of them. You couldn't even begin to imagine. But I think I can narrow down the list if you want."
"That's the difference between us and the First Order, though," he replies. "I bet they never stopped and let their stormtroopers have a picnic, did they? But we can."
The Warden stood, turning towards Leliana. She smiled and held a makeshift bouquet of Andraste's Grace in her calloused hands, offering them towards Leliana. Leliana took one and tucked it behind the Warden's pointed ear, nestling it into her dark hair.
Finn's gaze finally focuses on Poe. There's something about this guy, about the way all that nervousness melts away when he knows what he's doing, that sets Poe on edge, but maybe on edge isn't the term he wants, because it's a good on edge, a feeling that makes him want to walk along a cliff for the rest of his life.
Four words. That's all it took to make Maric turn the car around. He pulled an illegal U-turn and set the tires screeching in the act. He didn't care. He had somewhere to be.
The elf was... attractive. Loghain was past fifty and had just lost everything. He was a widower, a father, a pariah, a traitor. And he wanted to press his lips to that elf's smart mouth and forget all of that for a few brief moments. The elf seemed to want that too, for some reason.
"Do you really need a tiny umbrella for your drink?" "Would it really be tropical without it?" said Maric. "I plan to enjoy our honeymoon, thank you very much."
Loghain Mac Tir had lived a long life. He'd experienced joy and sorrow, pain and triumph, victory and failure. He'd loved, he'd lost, he'd lived. And yet…he'd never felt anything quite like this.
She reminded him of the bustle of a busy battalion, the early morning sun, the clink of weapons as they were handed to the men who'd wield them. "Quartermaster Threnn," he said.
She was Orlesian. When Loghain looked at her he saw everything he hated. She was all hard edges, with eyes of steel and a gaze that could cut flesh. When Loghain looked at her he saw himself. There wasn't much of a difference anymore.
But when the Calling- and he knew that's what it was since he had felt it before, worming its way into his brain with its whispers- came for him, he knew that was the way he would go. He'd been wondering if he'd be one of the very few Wardens to die in his sleep…but it looked like it wouldn't be like that after all.
"What, your magnificent presence would have fixed everything? Sorry, SuperMax, that's not how it works. You couldn't have made everything better even if you'd been the master of time back then. Just…not how it works."
Kasumi looked at her, eyes shining from under the hood. A long moment of silence passed between them. No one said anything, and Miranda shook her head, unsure what she had expected. Of course Kasumi couldn't do anything. Kasumi couldn't ease fear she was no doubt feeling herself.
He knew that voice, had heard that voice for thirty years, but it couldn't be- he was a foolish old man, obviously, wanting to see things that weren't there. The buzzing in his mind persisted, and he shut his eyes, trying to displace it for a few brief minutes. When he opened them his daughter was standing in front of him.
"I want to teach you how to hold a sword," said Loghain. Celia had asked if he'd thought she was old enough. Ten was old enough, he'd said. If he'd known how to hold a sword at ten his life might have turned a different path.
"I'm not a Teyrn anymore," he said. "I'm a Warden, and now, apparently, your savior." That wasn't received well. He chuckled. He hadn't meant it to be. Inquisitor Loghain AU.
Hawke was heading to Antiva to meet Isabela, Merrill and Fenris in tow, when she found a surprise captive in Tal-Vashoth hands. She, of course, did the right thing and freed him. That's what things got more complicated. This fic is AU in only one way: Orsino was stopped by Hawke before turning into Harvester. Warnings inside.
Zevran is capable of falling in love with many types of people, but in the end it always comes down to the Warden. Every different Warden takes place in a different World State.
An archery competition. That brought back memories. He'd spent the last few decades fighting with sword and shield, but a long time before, when he'd been neither a hero nor a pariah to Ferelden, he'd been a decent shot. A good shot. But should he join? He was Loghain Mac Tir, after all.
When he had first met the man so many years ago, when he was the Hero of River Dane still, the resemblance to Maric had been uncanny. Now there was almost none of that in the unwashed, unshaven drunkard before him.
Her mother had told her once, long ago, that friends were a great joy. Her father had said that friends were as rare as Crumple-Horned Snorkacks and that they should be treasured. Luna had always had difficulty with the whole concept.
Albus shook his head, half-moon glasses glinting. Being here, in this place, was the only time that ever put him at a loss for words. Known all over the world for his diplomacy, his skill with words, he lost it all in Nurmengard.
When Remus Lupin threw his graduation cap in the air on his very last day of school, he didn't have this in mind for his future. He hadn't imagined that barely three years later he would be back, only this time he'd be hiding behind a gargoyle with his dumb idiot of a boyfriend tugging on his sleeve
Teddy has been having problems with going into the Restricted Section at school; Harry decides to help him out the only way the Chosen One knows how. Teach him a little Dark Magic to get his mind off it.
If only being a Gryffindor was the biggest difference between them. Because being proud to wear her stupid red and gold ties and scarves was one thing, but she was also a Mudblood. And she liked him. Not only that, but he liked her. Evan Rosier falls for Mary Macdonald, the gloomiest Gryffindor.
"Andromeda!" he greeted, grinning at her. It had been years, and he searched her face, taking in her curls, her smile. She looked healthy and happy, and that was more than could be said for most of the Black family. Written for the QLFC: Sirius and Andromeda meet for the last time.
Remus and a pregnant Tonks are enjoying some fresh air when a very passionate Muggle woman approaches them telling them about the most pressing threat that faces humanity: the bird flu.
"So this is where it all happened." Harry nodded to Teddy, who glanced back at him nervously before pushing the door further open. When the house had popped out of the adjoining apartments, he'd been a bit unnerved, sure, but that didn't compare to the inside of Number 12 Grimmauld Place.
Sirius wonders about Remus sometimes. Not in a condescending, oh-he's-gone-mad way, but in a real, curious way. He doesn't really understand him, certainly not the way he often thinks he does. Remus/Sirius
The Circle wasn't so bad, Bethany told the apprentices. The Circle was a place of learning, she said when the little girls and boys were crying. The Circle could protect them, teach them, heal them. Bethany never believed any of her own words unless the First Enchanter was there.
It was the night before battle, and Zevran was sharpening his blades. Both he and Leliana can hear what the Warden and Morrigan are doing, and she goes to see how Zevran is coping. Zevran/M!elfWarden, Dark Ritual
"Sleep and sex, that's how I'll remember Starkhaven." Zevran and his Warden are taking time off in Starkhaven when the Warden notices a tattoo for the first time. A strongly rated T. M!Mahariel.
Zevran and Alistair are bantering in camp, and Leliana is cheerfully listening when Alistair digs a little too deep into Zevran's past. Mentions of Alistair/F!Warden and past Zevran/F!Warden. Mentions of past rape. "Among friends, telling the truth can be a valid option."
Should we really be doing this?" "I wonder how many Death Eaters asked the same question," replied Fabian quietly. "I wonder how many of them joined anyway." "You don't have to wonder," said Gideon. "Just count up the dead bodies."
They were standing in the wreckage of Luna's home, the two of them. It was the first time Neville had had time to think since the battle, and it was in the middle of the charred remains of his best friend's house.
Harry Potter is dead, and she is not. Ginny wishes they had both died in the Chamber of Secrets, that Harry had stabbed the diary and died of poison, that Fawkes had not swooped down and given them both another two cruel years. That way, they'd be dead together. That way, Harry would be dead and so would Voldemort. And so would she. AU
When Andromeda was young, she would spend sleepless nights wishing someone would come tapping on her window to spirit her away, away to a land where having pure blood didn't matter and Muggles and wizards lived in peace.
It's his eyes, Remus thinks. They're far too piercing, too keen. They see too much. Sirius claims his brother is dim-witted, a inferior follow-up to a superior brother, but Remus has never believed that. Remus/Regulus
James is preparing to ask Lily a very important question...and is too scared to do it. And James always goes to the same people when he's scared. Or drunk. Or, you know, awake. James/Lily, Remus/Sirius
Harry is entering his second year at Hogwarts, prompting Dumbledore to find a suitable replacement for Quirrell...and when the only applicant is Gilderoy Lockhart, he decides to do something about it. So, of course, he contacts the only person he can think of: Remus Lupin.
By the time Leandra, daughter of the Champion of Kirkwall, was grown, she had many titles. There was one, however, she cherished above the rest: daddy's girl. Fenbabies, Female Hawke/Fenris mentioned throughout.
"I've already seen dragons, you know," said George. "During the Triwizard Tournament." "You've seen a show," said Charlie. "I want to show you dragons." George had never expected to come to terms with Fred's death like this.
"Why didn't you try harder?" His son's face was streaked with tears, his jaw, so like his father's, clenched in anger. "Why didn't you make her stay?" "I could not make her stay," he said, his voice soft with grief, eyes trained on the waters where his wife's ship was slowly disappearing from the horizon.
"Are you sure they like me?" "Yes, love, I am sure." Elrond watched his twins run around the room with an expression of almost unbearable uncertainty. "How can you know?" Elrond/Celebrian Fluff
If Rabastan had an ounce of talent in him, he would have seen through Remus's pouting lips and gotten through to the contempt in his eyes. Then again, if Remus was honest with himself, he'd see through the contempt to the real feelings beneath. Remus didn't hate Rabastan any more than he hated himself. Remus/Rabastan
It was nearly midnight when she knocked on his door. She'd been crying. He could see it, not only in her red-rimmed eyes and sniffles, but the way she held herself. Lily Evans always clutched her arms and shook when she had been crying. Remus/Lily
Padma Patil did not hate Lavender Brown at first sight. She looked at her and saw another eleven year old girl, one just as frightened as she was to walk into the Great Hall and face whatever the Sorting Ceremony had in store for them. Lavender was small and freckly and slightly pudgy. They could have been friends. Then Padma was Sorted into Ravenclaw, and everything changed.
When one is an unemployed werewolf struggling to earn enough to buy food, let alone pay rent, one does not pay much attention to the holiday season. If he had bothered to look at a calendar, Remus Lupin would not have dared to enter Diagon Alley two days after Easter.
It is the Second Age, and with the exception of the Faithful, the Numenorians have become corrupt and wicked. Their Queen has fallen ill, and they go to the only healer that can save her- Elrond Half-elven, brother of their first King.
"We're heading for The Three Broomsticks' grate, so just step in and say Hogsmeade very clearly...Hermione, have you ever used Floo before?" Hermione shook her head, and as he explained to her exactly how to do it, she was reminded with painful awareness of exactly how good of a teacher he was. It was easy to forget how difficult the life of a werewolf was.
Elrond looked up and met his eyes, and Gil-galad sucked a sudden breath in. His lover's eyes were the same- deep gray and as calm as the sea. Without trying to, he started grinning. Elrond/Gil-galad
When Remus resigned from Hogwarts, he knew there would be owls from parents. He didn't expect there to be so many...or for them to be so hurtful. It takes a very unexpected letter in the mix to pull Remus from his depression.
The Prime Minister of Muggles was taking a short stroll through the park, fuming over politics, when he came across a worn, shabbily dressed wizard sleeping in the grass. It was only natural to be curious. He was, after all, a politician.
When Sirius escaped from Azkaban, he didn't realize he wouldn't be the only one who had suffered those last twelve years. It's never more obvious then when he shares an apartment with Remus and sees firsthand the prison he lives in.
When wizards ask Remus what he is doing now that everyone he has ever cared about has been ripped away from him, Remus does not tell them he visits Holocaust museums.
The Ringbearers have left Middle-Earth, headed for the Undying Lands. They are tired, world-weary, and bored when they reach their destination. Unfortunately, there's a mix up, and they land in...Malibu.
Elrond has had many friends over the ages, but none so foreign to him as this hobbit, Bilbo Baggins. From the moment they met, their friendship was a strange one.
Gil-galad begins to notice that his passionate young lover has all but disappeared from his life and searches Lindon high and low for Elrond. Has he neglected his duties as a King? Or as a lover?
Celebrian is horrified by this turn of events- betrothal to Elrond, a Half-elf? What were her parents thinking? It's only his own inferiority complex that can possibly convince her otherwise.
It's just Sakura's luck that she managed to stain her hands blue before her blind date, who just happens to be cute, nice, and funny. Not to mention the eyepatch...Kaka/Saku
How brave do you have to be to do what Ibiki did? How much pain does it cost? Even scarier, what does it take to recover? As Inoichi knows, no one can do it alone. Not yaoi!
A young Fred and George are examining their recently acquired Marauders' Map when the discover something both shocking and terrifying. Who was that sleeping with Percy? And who was Peter?
The Promised Day is over, and Amestris is on its way to recovery...except for the one man who paid the price for his vision of the future. Ed visits Mustang and wishes it could've been different. SPOILERS, slight Royai
Anko may be scarred, but she's got nothing on Ibiki, who's lost everything...except her. Not that the big idiot knows it yet, of course. It's up to Anko to let him know.
Ibiki, Genma, Raido, and Kakashi are all on a mission together, just like old times. But after all they've lost since they were kids it feels more like a funeral than a reunion.
Naruto knows he's selfish. It's not his only reason he's with Ibiki, but the knowledge that someone has it worse than him helps him get through the day.
There's a reason Tenten hates it when the Hokage changes protocol- it invariably messes with the weapons. And, yet, somehow Ibiki never seems to be bothered.
Ibiki is the loner at school, and Neji's social life isn't doing much better. Friendship can be a funny thing...and even with that thought, they both know it's something else.
Shino and Ibiki were both quiet people, but there was a fundamental difference between them...Shino didn't get others, while Ibiki got them all too well.
Ino had never expected to fall in love with a man like him. He was hard where she was soft. Ibiki Morino was a scary man who did shocking things, but none were more shocking than this.
Sakura ventures into the Torture and Interrogation HQ for the first time and ends up on an unexpected date with none other than the most-feared ninja in the Leaf. How does Sakura end up in these situations? Although...is it really such a bad thing?
Sakura is starting Sophomore year at an arts school. The students are weird, the music is old, and half the teachers scare Sakura, including her mother. Sakura loves the place, except for the jerk that teaches English. Eventual KakaSaku
Ibiki is shopping when he meets someone he never expected to see...a cheery, older woman who used to be his babysitter. Imagine his shock when she invites him over for dinner! Not pairing.
Sakura and Ino have been up to something they shouldn't...and the jonin in Konoha aren't very happy! The older ninja aren't known for they're pranks...but they'll see what they can do.
Ibiki has to go for a physical. Of course, being Ibiki, he hates physicals. Sakura, being Sakura, wants to make sure the giant stays healthy. Not pairing.
Dear Diary. First things first, this is not a diary. Second, I am in love with one Riza Hawkeye. And third, I'm probably going to kill Havoc in less than two weeks. With love, Roy Mustang
Sakura and Kakashi are on their way to Itachi's party, and Kakashi knows what Itachi plans to tell her, so he beats him to it. Man, his love for her makes him say the sappiest things...AU
Twenty-five years after the war, Kakashi talks and thinks with his friends about the way things used to be and the way things are. The more they've changed...The more it's the same. Story of his life, really.
Eight months ago a mysterious event took place during Konoha's Uke Festival, causing several of Konoha's best to become impregnated. Yaoi, yuri and m-preg.
Minerva McGonagall has survived the Marauders, the Weasley twins and the Golden Trio. Now, as the kids of these dynamic duos, trios and foursomes take the stage, will she make it as these pranksters stake their claim to fame.
Minerva McGonagall has been working at Hogwarts longer than most, but certain thing still make her tick. The Marauders' and the Weasley twins are a few. Final update.
A very sad Remus is jolted out of depression with the arrival of a cheery, heart-shaped face someone. Now he can't stop thinking about her. Remus/Tonks fluff. Final chapter up!
Kakashi, after a smile at the wrong time, is now suspected to be gay by the entire ninja population. Too bad ninja can't mind their own business. Non slash, based off a line in a Naruto movie.
Remus was wallowing in his depression, minding his own business, when a very unwanted vistor comes up and starts singing? Will Remus survive the sudden onslaught of weird from the leader of the Village People? Yeah, that's right. it's... the Y.M.C.A!