♥︎ 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 ♥︎ ♪ 20 ♪ a lover of reading and writing {especially fanfics <3} fandoms i write for: hp & mcu fuck u jkr trans women are women no hate of any kind is tolerated on this blog
hey my name is jude (yes like the song) and welcome to my blog! this is an 18+ blog so minors please do not interact or you will be blocked. i’m a very big hp and marvel fan (basic i know) so please feel free to send me asks! this blog is a safe space so anyone spreading hate will be blocked
I’m pretty hyper fixated on bucky right now lmao so at the moment a lot of my writing will be about him:)
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marvel characters i write for:
▫bucky barnes
▫steve rogers
▫sam wilson
harry potter characters i write for:
▫remus lupin
▫sirius black
▫james potter
▫nymphadora tonks
▫george weasley
ships<3:
▫stucky
▫sambucky
▫wolfstar
▫flowerpott
I AM comfortable writing: fluff, smut (as long as all characters involved are consenting adults), angst
I am NOT comfortable writing: dubcon, noncon, cnc, yandere, ddlg, omegaverse
warnings: ohshc au, all my work is 18+ so minors dni, coarse language, not canon compliant
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summary: The year is 1976. A potion was finally invented to help lycanthropes somewhat deal with the full moon but it costs a rather large price. A price that Remus Lupin will never ever be able to afford. Or will he? Maybe with the help of three crazy friends and a muggle magazine.
A/N: whoop whoop I finally finished the first chapter of this! lmk if I need to fix anything!! (p.s. check the series masterlist for a more detailed A/N)
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The students of Hogwarts were now four weeks into the 1976-1977 school year and it seemed like everyone had finally settled in. First years were no longer having trouble finding their new classes, older students had stopped requesting to switch classes, and the newly appointed prefects had gotten the hang of their new duties. Hogwarts was finally back to its regular schedule, and the students and teachers of the school were at peace.
Or at lease as much peace that you can have with a group called “the marauders” running around.
It was Monday morning breakfast and the owls had just delivered the post, James picked it up and started to read as Sirius and Peter bickered but stopped when he read something interesting on the third page.
“You’re gonna want to take a look at this, mate” James said as he passed his paper off to Remus
Damocles Belby Invents Potion To Help Werewolves Preserve Their Sanity During the Full Moon But It Comes at a Hefty Price read more bellow
Remus was silent for a moment,
“Finally, after centuries of thousands of werewolves suffering, a concoction is invented that at the very least will make sure I keep my mind and I can’t even bloody afford it”
Remus angerly huffs as he slams James's copy of the Daily Profit on the table, almost knocking over Peter’s tea.
“In fact, I don’t even think there’s a lycanthrope on this hole green earth that can afford to drop 70 galleons on a vile of potion as small as it is, I mean that’s practically a month’s rent on a flat that you SHARE with a roommate!” his voice was now raised.
“Alright Moony alright, I get that this absolutely sucks arse and I’m sorry, but please keep your voice down mate”
“Pads is right,” James said in a tone much softer than his usual “This sucks but we don’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves, especially you Moony”
“Especially when we are talking about what we are talking about” Peter over emphasized in a dramatic whisper.
“Yeah yeah I get it,” Remus sighed “Don’t want people finding out about my...what is it you lot call it again?”
“Furry little problem” the three other boys said proudly in unison.
“Right, that” Remus’s head was now in his hands, all the anger he was once feeling had now melted down into exhaustion.
It was quiet for a moment.
Peter spoke
“We could try to round up some money between the four of us and see-”
“One,” Remus interjected “I could never let you lot do that for me”
James and Sirius were about to open their mouths to say something
“And two,” Remus continued “What money? None of us have jobs.”
“I mean...we could ask our parents-” James started
“Absolutely not.” Remus cut him off once again and started to pack his things “I’ve really got to get to advanced runes so that’s is the end of this conversation”
he paused
“I really do appreciate you lot but you do too much for me...besides I do actually have to go” he started to head for the doors of the great hall “see you at lunch!”
The three boys all responded with their own apathetic versions of “see you latter Moony”
“Yeah, catch ya then”
“See you at lunch mate”
James groaned
“We’ve got to do something”
“But he’s so difficultttttt” Peter whined as he laid his head on the breakfast table in defeat
“Well then that settles it,” Sirius began “It’s time for the marauders to come up with another one of their master plans” he placed his hand in the middle the the table “For our Moony!”
Potions 606, James Potter’s first class of the morning and dear lord was he shit at it. Thank god Lily was in his class or it would be absolutely unbearable. It wasn’t that he didn’t try, he did try, really hard actually. Sometimes it felt like his brain just wasn’t built to remember so many gaddamn details. He did catch one detail this morning though,
His beloved Lily Evans was avoiding Snevilis like the plague
She was looking for a different desk partner but almost all the other seats were taken except for one.
Klaus the Ravenclaw boy who usually sits beside James was recently hospitalized because he caught dragon pox
Oh. My. God.
James Fleamont Potter this is your chance.
Don’t make a fool of yourself.
Holy shit she’s walking across the room
Walking towards you
Lily finally reached his desk and stopped about a meter in front of him “Potter,” she started
“Evans.” James tried to respond as nonchalantly as possible but it came out as more of a nervous squeak
“I’ve heard that your desk partner will be spending the next little while in the hospital wing so as much as this pains me to say, would you mind if I sit with you?”
James shot out of his seat faster than the speed of light and pulled out Lily’s chair for her “Of course Evans, anything for you” he said way too enthusiastically
“um... thanks” Lily responded awkwardly as she sat down
A piece of warn chalk then started to levitate and magically write a note on the board at the front of the room
Professor Slughorn will be around 15 minuets late due to some unforeseen delays, please keep yourselves busy by reading through your text books or a book of your choice.
Class is NOT cancelled and anyone who decides to leave now will receive a month of detention and several points taken away from their house
Lily pulled a muggle magazine from her bag as James sat staring at her
He probably looked rather dumb-
“What exactly is your problem Potter” she snapped
“I- I’m sorry” James stuttered out quickly not meaning to offend her
God that was the last thing he wanted to do
“It’s just you’re usually such a star student, I didn’t expect you to pull out a magazine of all things”
Lily sighed
“Yeah well... I don’t really feel like potions right now... I’m tired”
Without even looking at her James could tell something was wrong, but when he looked at her eyes, he could see something very unfamiliar behind them
“But you love potions” he tried “Is something going on?? Do yo want to talk-”
“For christ sake James can’t you let me read my magazine in peace?!” she snapped
James barley whispered “Right, sorry” and drew his attention to the other side of the room trying to make himself invisible to Lily
It had been about five minutes since Lily snapped at him when James decided to dare and look back at her, Lily was so immersed in her reading she was completely unaware
James noticed something strange about the page she was on
He would admit that he was pretty unfamiliar with a lot muggle culture but this was something he had never even heard of
Are Japan’s Host Clubs the Entertainment of The Future?
Learn More Bellow!
Now what on earth is a host club?
“You look like you want to say something” Lily finally spoke, catching James completely off guard. The poor boy nearly shot out of his chair.
“Oh- oh me? Ptht” James was trying desperately to recollect himself and be cool again, it was always so hard for him to be a functioning human being around Lily Evans
“Just…well I…” He was stalling, why was he stalling? It’s just a stupid question about a muggle magazine James, spit it out! “I was wondering if you could tell me what that club is in your magazine! I’m trying to get familiar with muggle culture and I’ve never heard of that sort of club before!” First, he could barley open his mouth and now he was completely rambling, why was it that Lily Evan’s presence always seemed to turn him into a complete crazy person?
No wonder she never agreed to go out with him-
“I personally don’t know much about them either, but apparently they’ve been becoming quite popular in Japan over the past couple of years” Lily flipped to the next page of the magazine to read the rest of the article
She continued, “It says here that the club is usually made up of a group of boys with their sole purpose being to host and entertain women who I guess have nothing better to do…” a wrinkle formed in Lily’s brow as she continued to read on quietly, more to herself this time.
“So, it’s guys who spend time with girls… and get paid for it? Is there like anything sexual involved??” James’s mind was absolutely blown, he had never heard anything like this before. James was fantastic at charming and spending time with girls (who’s names weren’t Lily Evans) and Sirius, oh my god Sirius was even better.
“No nothing sexual, it’s basically just paid company” and with that the class room door opened and Professor Slughorn walked in muttering something about a meeting with some centaurs.
“Alright every put anything you’ve got out that’s unrelated to potions away, and open your text books to page 897” he said cheerfully as he reached the front of the classroom.
Suddenly without anyone’s help the chalkboard eraser that once sat still started to levitate and erase the note that was written only minuets ago.
Sirius finally looked up from his charms parchment at James and gave him a confused look “Last time I checked, what’s with this strange question all of a sudden??”
James was slightly put off by Sirius’s obvious nervousness “Well I just mean you like taking them out and treating them right…”
Sirius paused for a minuet “…yeah I guess I do”
“What if I told you, it’s something we could make money from”
Now Sirius was just plain confused “What on earth are you going on about, Prongs?”
“That doesn’t sound like a charms related conversation boys” Professor Flitwick’s voiced as he looked up from his papers at his desk at the front of the classroom.
James waited for him to look back down so he could continue talking, more quietly this time “It’s called a host club and they’re super popular in Japan, it’s basically just guys entertaining girls and getting paid for it-”
Sirius cut him off “wait- what do you mean by entertain?”
“What do you think I mean by entertain?”
“I don’t know James; this is starting to sound like you want the marauders to start a male brothel”
“BLOODY HELL SIRIUS” James whisper yelled “I mean like having talking to them and serving food and drinks. We’d give them a break from their stressful school lives in exchange for a very small amount of money that will secretly be put towards wolfsbane for Remus”
Sirius thought for a minuet “So it’s like a club club except-”
James cut in “The main reason people are going is to be served and pampered by us, nothing sexual involved”
Sirius smirked “I think this is our get rich quick scheme, mate”
“We just need to talk about it with Peter so we can all approach Remus together”
warnings: fluff:), a really sweet kiss:), i wrote this at 2AM and did not proof read it so lmk if i need to fix anything
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summary: All his friends call him Bucky so why not you anymore?
A/N: just a cute little bucky blurb for you:) i’m also currently working on a oneshot that will be out in the next couple of days!!
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“I want you to call me James.”
Now that caught you off guard, “What?” you were absolutely dumfounded. Was he mad at you? Had you said something to offend him? You knew you could be quiet sometimes but you didn’t think you had been standoffish towards him.
Since Bucky had moved across the hall from you seven moths ago you two had been as thick as thieves. It all started with you knocking on his door with a house warming gift, you were never great at baking so you settled on the blanket you were originally knitting for your boss’s retirement. You didn’t really like your boss all that much anyways so you were sure it would be fine if you gave him a card with a bit of cash or something less personal like that instead.
Your landlord told you that the man moving across the hall from you was named James, but that man introduced himself as Bucky.
All his friends called him Bucky.
“Why can’t I call you Bucky anymore? Did I do something? Are you mad at me??”
Bucky took a step closer gently grabbing hold of both your hands “No doll you haven’t done anything so don’t worry that pretty little head of yours, alright” he was looking deep into your soul obviously trying his very calm your nerves. God he could read you like a book.
He started talking again “When we first met I told you that all my friends call me Bucky but that’s not really true, everybody who knows me calls me Bucky-”
“Including me” you interrupted
“Yes, including you,” he paused for a moment trying to collect his thoughts “and you can still call me Bucky but you aren’t just anybody to me doll, I like you more than anybody I’ve ever met before” the tips of his ears started to turn red as he looked down at your linked hands, your own cheeks decided to follow suit “I like that we can talk about absolutely anything or just sit in silence and it’s never awkward” he looked back into your eyes “You’re absolutely everything to me, even when we bicker you are still everything”
That last comment reminded you of something that happened the other day.
“the other day when we were having that stupid argument about that sitcom I called you James-”
He interrupted you this time “And it made me feel something doll,” his grip on your hands tightened slightly “I swear to god my heart was beating out of my chest when you called me James, it made me realize that I want you to be the only person who calls me James for the rest of my life”
You swore your heart skipped a beat, was he saying what you think he’s saying??
“James is reserved for you and you alone”
You were absolutely speechless
“Buck I don’t know what to say, what are you saying...?”
Bucky chuckled “Well, in straightforward terms I guess I’m asking you to be my person dollface”
You smiled and leaned up towards his lips “Well in straightforward terms I guess I’m saying yes James”
Before you could get any closer to him he met you in the middle and brought one hand to your cheek and the other to your waist, you both smiled into the kiss.
warnings: it’s kinda an ouran high school host club au, all my work is 18+ so minors dni, not canon compliant, coarse language, (warnings will be updated as i add on to this fic, i do know for sure that this fic WILL NOT include any smut), wolfstar 💖💗💞💓💕❣💝💘💓💗💓💗💖💕💘💝💟💕💞💓💖💟💕
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summary/sneak peak: “Finally, after centuries of thousands of werewolves suffering, a concoction is invented that at the very least will make sure I keep my mind and I can’t even bloody afford it”
Remus angerly huffs as he slams James's copy of the Daily Profit on the table, almost knocking over Peter’s tea.
“In fact, I don’t even think there’s a lycanthrope on this hole green earth that can afford to drop 70 galleons on a vile of potion as small as it is, I mean that’s practically a month’s rent on a flat that you SHARE with a roommate!” his voice was now raised.
“Alright Moony alright, I get that this absolutely sucks arse and I’m sorry, but please keep your voice down mate”
“Pads is right,” James said in a tone much softer than his usual “This sucks but we don’t want to draw too much attention to ourselves, especially you Moony”
“Especially when we are talking about what we are talking about” Peter over emphasized in a dramatic whisper.
“Yeah yeah I get it,” Remus sighed “Don’t want people finding out about my...what is it you lot call it again?”
“Furry little problem” the three other boys said proudly in unison.
“Right, that” Remus’s head was now in his hands, all the anger he was once feeling had now melted down into exhaustion.
It was quiet for a moment.
Peter spoke
“We could try to round up some money between the four of us and see-”
“One,” Remus interjected “I could never let you lot do that for me”
James and Sirius were about to open their mouths to say something
“And two,” Remus continued “What money? None of us have jobs.”
“I mean...we could ask our parents-” James started
“Absolutely not.” Remus cut him off once again and started to pack his things “I’ve really got to get to advanced runes so that’s is the end of this conversation”
he paused
“I really do appreciate you lot but you do too much for me...besides I do actually have to go” he started to head for the doors of the great hall “see you at lunch!”
The three boys all responded with their own apathetic versions of “see you latter Moony”
“Yeah, catch ya then”
“See you at lunch mate”
James groaned
“We’ve got to do something”
“But he’s so difficultttttt” Peter whined as he laid his head on the breakfast table in defeat
“Well then that settles it,” Sirius began “It’s time for the marauders to come up with another one of their master plans” he placed his hand in the middle the the table “For our Moony!”
The two other boys followed suit and cheered
“For our Moony!
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Potions 606, James Potter’s first class of the morning and dear lord was he shit at it. Thank god Lily was in his class or it would be absolutely unbearable. It wasn’t that he didn’t try, he did try, really hard actually. Sometimes it felt like his brain just wasn’t built to remember so many gaddamn details. He did catch one detail this morning though,
His beloved Lily Evans was avoiding Snevilis like the plaig
She was looking for a different desk partner but almost all the other seats were taken except for one.
Klaus the Ravenclaw boy who usually sits beside James was recently hospitalized because he caught dragon pox
Oh. My. God.
James Fleamont Potter this is your chance.
Don’t make a fool of yourself.
Holy shit she’s walking across the room
Walking towards you
Lily finally reached his desk and stopped about a meter in front of him “Potter,” she started
“Evans.” James tried to respond as nonchalantly as possible but it came out as more of a nervous squeak
“I’ve heard that your desk partner will be spending the next little while in the hospital wing so as much as this pains me to say, would you mind if I sit with you?”
James shot out of his seat faster than the speed of light and pulled out Lily’s chair for her “Of course Evans, anything for you” he said way too enthusiastically
“um... thanks” Lily responded awkwardly as she sat down
A piece of warn chalk then started to levitate and magically write a note on the board at the front of the room
Professor Slughorn will be around 15 minuets late due to some unforeseen delays, please keep yourselves busy by reading through your text books or a book of your choice.
Class is NOT cancelled and anyone who decides to leave now will receive a month of detention and several points taken away from their house
Lily pulled a muggle magazine from her bag as James sat staring at her
He probably looked rather dumb-
“What exactly is your problem Potter” she snapped
“I- I’m sorry” James stuttered out quickly not meaning to offend her
God that was the last thing he wanted to do
“It’s just you’re usually such a star student, I didn’t expect you to pull out a magazine of all things”
Lily sighed
“Yeah well... I don’t really feel like potions right now... I’m tired”
Without even looking at her James could tell something was wrong, but when he looked at her eyes he could see something very unfamiliar behind them
“But you love potions” he tried “Is something going on?? Do yo want to talk-”
“For christ sake James can’t you let me read my magazine in peace?!” she snapped
James barley whispered “Right,,, sorry” and drew his attention to the other side of the room trying to make himself invisible to Lily
It had been about five minutes since Lily snapped at him when James decided to dare and look back at her, Lily was so immersed in her reading she was completely unaware
James noticed something strange about the page she was on
He would admit that he was pretty unfamiliar with a lot muggle culture but this was something he had never even heard of
Are Japan’s Host Clubs The Entertainment Of The Future?
Learn More Bellow!
Now what on earth is a host club?
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chapter 1 - What On Earth Is a Host Club? 04/23/22
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A/N: This is the byproduct of re-watching ohshc for like the 20th time and my absolutely bizarre shower thoughts so please forgive me. I’ve barley even started this project and so far I have learned that j.k rowling is even more of an idiot than I originally thought and wizard currency is incredibly confusing. Even after reading this article I’ve decided to stick with what she said and assume that 1 galleon is worth around 5 pounds in today’s society (remember that the marauders went to school in the 70s and yes I know she said that in 2001 so it’s not technically today’s society anymore). So yeah the harry potter wiki is gonna be my tool for figuring hot how much shit costs. As I said before I understand that the marauders went to school in the 70s and money’s worth has changed a lot since then because of inflation, I’m not going to make this more complicated for myself and do the math, we’re just going to pretend that 5 pounds is worth the exact same now as it was in the 70s. I also read that the wolfsbane potion was invented sometime between 1985-1991 but we’re going to scrap that and pretend that it was invented in 1976 at the beginning of sixth year(if it’s not clear this fic takes place during sixth year). The last thing that we’re going to pretend is that the prank DID NOT happen the year before, this is just supposed to be a silly goofy feel good, slow burn, fluffy fic and I don’t feel like being depressed right now:) Anyways I hope you enjoy!!
warnings: angst but it’s not that bad, mention of nightmares, mention of therapy, bucky is struggling, kinda happy ending, let me know if i missed anything
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summary: bucky is a mess but he’s slowly starting to find routine
A/N: whoop whoop my first fic!!(yes it’s really short but idc) i finished writing this at 2:29AM lmao so if there’s anything that needs to be edited lmk!
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“Routines are important, James”
He could hear her stern voice echo in his head
Even as the harsh Sunday morning rain hit the ground, and echoed through the already loud streets of New York
He could here her repeating
“The first steps you need to take towards recovery don’t need to be huge or grand. You need to start small, like having some sort of routine for yourself”
He inwardly sighed
“You need to become accustomed to civilian life, and it’s going to take a lot of effort from you”
Effort.
Everything in life takes effort, not just healing
So if that’s the case why is it so much harder to put in the effort to be better for yourself than it is to just work.
But he’s not a soldier any more
He’s trying to be normal
He needs to be normal
So he try's to take Dr. Raynor’s advice and at least try to find some sort of routine in his life
He smirked to himself as he turned a corner
The nightmares could be considered a routine...
But that’s not really all that healthy now is it Bucky?
No...
He tried running in the morning like Steve did, but god so many other people run in the morning he just couldn’t
It didn’t matter how early he woke up there was always way too many people for his liking
He runs at night an hour and a half after he eats dinner
And he’s not always hungry at the same time so the time changes, then again sometimes he’s not hungry at all so he doesn’t end up running
That’s not really a routine now is it?
He got a subscription to a hard copy of the news paper because he hates reading screens, he really doesn’t understand how all the people of the twenty-first century do it.
Thank god for the news paper because that’s how he finds his saving grace
That’s where he finds his routine
One dull morning while scanning through obituaries Bucky spots an advertisement for a local movie theatre, he recognizes the address, the street it’s on is only a couple blocks from his apartment.
What really catches his eye though are the posters they used because he recognizes them all
For the first time since reconnecting with Steve Bucky has actually found something familiar to him
It’s the best he’s felt in decades and he’s not even that happy, just surprised
The Capra Theatre
Movies Of The 20s, 30s, 40s, 50s& 60s Playing Every Sunday
General Admission $8.99
This Sunday The Capra Theatre Proudly Presents: The Thin Man
That was Thursday.
This was Sunday.
Bucky was now less than 20 ft. away from the doors, at this point he was practically running towards the theatre
Sundays in the past were him reading until he was bored of his book
Sundays of the future were now full of hopefulness and good movies
For once he wasn’t dreading the thought of seeing Dr. Raynor on Monday.
