Emma Rhodes, John Murphy, and the midnights they shared smoking cigarettes up on the roof.

prequel to as the lights went out

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written for Lost_Robin's The Tortured Poet's Department Challenge

the forest was quiet

for crimson quill's murder one-shot challenge

When Ginny gets a Malfoy Coffee, she didn't expect to get anything else.

Summoned by his father, what is a former Death Eater supposed to do?

Written forfor crimson quill's murder one-shot challenge  

Voldemort's ghost attempts to rise again.

For crimson quill's murder one-shot challenge’, and the QLFC Season 11 Round 4

"Half the time, he’s not sure if he’s trying to escape his gloomy past or his equally grim-looking future, and it leaves him stuck running in place in a dismal present, going nowhere but leaving nothing behind, fighting a senseless war. With every passing day, every loss and vigil, every minute of silence for a fallen comrade, a hero, a martyr, he finds it more and more difficult not to contemplate the futility of it all, to delude himself into thinking he’s fighting for any other reason than because he must; not to fight would mean to simply not exist, to lose all connections he’s ever forged."

Remus comes home after another mission, reflects on the futility of war, and has to come to terms with some unpleasant news.

"Soft-and-rough hands meet rough-and-soft. Her palms are calloused, thick ridges stretching across her palm and each of her fingers, but the back of her hand is soft and smooth. The fingers entwined in hers – shiny black nail polish intersecting with chipped lilac varnish – are warm and unblemished, but the skin on your knuckles is cracked, tiny scratches criss-crossing each other, layered like shadows on a charcoal sketch, brought about by the cold and forgetfulness."

In a post-war world, there are those who still believe
In a superficial worth, who don't care what you've achieved.
They'll see that you're a Hufflepuff and call you weak and small,
But you know better - an elephant's scared of a mouse, after all.

In the autumn of 1940, Bucky is killed protecting Steve from a homophobic hate crime. Before long, a man shows up at Steve's front door with a strange story and an offer: he'll show him how to get in to the Underworld so he can bring Bucky back.

(Steve Rogers/Bucky Barnes. Pre-serum Steve Rogers. Ancient Greek religion/lore crossover/fusion.)

One day, he just scrawled his signature all over Henry’s face, just for the heck of it. The fan whose book he’d been holding had absolutely loved the fact that he’d done so, so a few events later, where more and more fans of the film he and Henry had done together had shown up, he’d done it again, to the sheer delight of the fans there. After that, it had become some sort of joke, just to see how long it’d take Henry to realise he was doing it.

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or: the they're both actors au where alex scrawling his autograph all over henrys face escalates

Jessica's always known the chicken drumstick on her wrist will lead her to her soulmate. She's also known ever since she met him that Billy sure as hell isn't it. When her mother hires a stunningly handsome private chef who dreams of opening a chicken restaurant... well, she can hardly be blamed for hoping.

a fic for the KFC ad/short film A Recipe for Seduction (2020)

Stede Bonnet was dead, and Ed felt absolutely nothing about it. Why should he, when Bonnet had felt nothing about him?

And yet all through the supply run, Ed’s chest felt tight and he was faintly nauseous. He couldn’t stop looking around, scanning the crowd for another glimpse of blond hair. He didn’t see one, because Stede Bonnet was dead, six feet under the ground in Barbados and nowhere near the Republic of Pirates.

It felt like Jaylen could only watch as the sharks took more and more of Chorby, even as they were all scar tissue and could barely throw the ball. Nothing she said helped -- but surely she could find something that could help. Or someone.

Or: a zombie convention with three participants.