Fanfics

Regulus Black was fifteen the first time his name was called at a reaping. He's twenty\-five when it happens to him again. A lot has changed in that time, and one of them is that he's ready to do whatever it takes to make it home. Nothing or no one will stop him, not even James Potter. James Potter has no plans to stop Regulus Black from making it home. In fact, his plans revolve around the opposite. He has his reasons, but he's made his choice to get Regulus out of the arena, even knowing it'll be the last thing he ever does. Sirius Black was sixteen when he volunteered to take his little brother's place in the arena. At twenty\-six, without the option to do it again, he has no choice but to be a mentor to his brother and best friend, knowing that only one of them can make it back out. Two names called, a mentor on the verge of falling apart, and more secrets and grief between all of them than they know how to handle. None of them are prepared for what comes next, or how far they'll go to make it through.

Draco Malfoy has been missing for three years. Harry is assigned the cold case and finds himself slowly falling in love with the memories he collects.

Sirius is in boarding school, Remus is in the hospital, and they don't know each other until Sirius texts the wrong number.

Regulus hates his brother—this is fact—and as his best friend, Remus would never betray him by falling in love with aforementioned brother. Sirius hates his entire family—this is also fact—and as his best friend, James would never betray him by falling in love with a member of it. The problem is, none of them are even aware that it's happening.

Evan and Barty have no plans to fall in love. Life rarely goes as planned, though, does it?

The Trojan War lasted for ten years. (divergence from Crimson Rivers chapters 24/25, preferably read after those chapters, and especially if you've read to chapter 31)

When Remus can't sleep and heads to the familiar laundrette down the road at 3AM for the noise and comfortable sofas, he's certainly not expecting to have to comfort a beautiful black haired boy having a breakdown over a red glove in his white washing - but he does. He's not expecting to fall into sickening, life-ruining love with him, either, but that happens as well.

Berlin is absolutely miserable in February. Or it’s just Sirius. Alternatively: A story of how Remus Lupin stepped into Sirius’ life, flashed his trademark grin, and reminded him that life is a beautiful thing meant to be enjoyed. No risk, no fun!

“During the week of his father's funeral, Sirius Black meets an unusual priest and offers to help write Orion Black's eulogy. At the same time, he's started texting a mysterious bass player from a pop-punk band that he accidentally swapped phones with. Eventually, the conversations between the two start to blur together and Sirius has trouble trying to decide which one he's falling for the hardest.”

texting fic about my favorite gays in university because i've been obsessed with texting fics lately. \+ the twitter threads i've been doing on my tiktok acc (@siriusblackisalesbian) really inspired me to start writing this. this is mainly a wolfstar fic, but i could never not give you jily, dorlene and bisexual mary macdonald :)