Notes

DRARRY / DRACO POV
[tw: this prompt may contain mention of underage drinking. Unestablished Muggle High School AU, Draco and Harry are teammates for their school football/soccer team. They're civil enough, but tensions are high, due to the mutual pining and the fact that they both want to be captain for the upcoming season. The season just ended and the team did well, prompt set morning after a victory party] I woke up in your jersey and I'm not sure I want to know why, but I do want my shirt back. Bring it to Monday's practice. DM

[newly established Drarry, Muggle AU, summer before uni. Sent at 2AM] My parents just boarded their flight so naturally I borrowed the Benz for a joy ride. Should I pick you up? DM

[tw: this prompt contains mentions of homophobia. Wrong number Muggle AU. Prompt set during summer break before Upper 6th/senior year, Draco is 17 in this prompt] If I hear one more joke where the punchline is some variation of "Draco is gay" at this goddamn reunion, I swear to God, I'm going to follow through with my threat of disappearing in the States. DM

[established (married) Drarry, post-war. Draco and Harry are raising Teddy, who's just started primary school] I've been thinking. Teddy's away at school all the time and I don't know... We should have another kid. DM

[unestablished post-hogwarts AU with mutual pining. Harry works as an Auror and Draco is his primary Healer, so they frequently interact with each other after Harry's missions] How is that gash on your back holding up? I only released you from Mungo's early because you promised to take care of yourself and if I find out otherwise, I'll kill you. DM

[18+ established Drarry, dom Harry/sub Draco. Please let me know limits and kinks you'd like incorporated and whether you'd like this to be a Muggle!AU or magic!] I know I'm in trouble for mouthing off the other day but if I say please and Harry in the same sentence, will you let me come? DM

[Wrong number Muggle AU. Prompt set during summer break before Upper 6th/senior year, Draco is 17 in this prompt, it's up to you if they know each other or are complete strangers!] I'm having a horrible day, and it's not melodrama this time. I'm technically grounded, can you sneak in tonight? DM

[established Drarry, post-war] It has come to my attention that I would like to learn how to drive. DM


DRARRY / HARRY POV
[18+ established Drarry, dom Harry/sub Draco. Please let me know limits and kinks you'd like incorporated and whether you'd like this to be a Muggle!AU or magic!] So do you have anything to do with the notification I just got for same-delivery on leather cuffs and a vibrating plug? HP


WOLFSTAR / SIRIUS POV
[Wolfstar AU where they adopt Harry after James' and Lily's deaths on the terms that they don't let Harry know about magic until he absolutely needs to know. It's up to you if this is a point of tension between Remus and Sirius, angst or fluff welcome!] So we have a bit of an issue. Harry woke up from his nap early. SB

[Muggle Wolfstar AU where the two adopt Harry after James' and Lily's death. Harry is around preschool age] Harry refuses to eat any of the four lunches I cooked and he says he wants to eat with you. I told him you weren't here, and now he's looking around the house for you, please send help. SB

[unestablished Muggle Uni AU with mutual pining] rems, r u coming to the party or not? u promised u would yesterday. SB

[unestablished Wolfstar with mutual pining, 7th year, set the morning after a small party where Sirius drank a little too much and drunkenly admitted to Remus the feelings he had] James told me what I told you last night. I'm really sorry about that, we can just pretend it didn't happen. SB

[18+ established Wolfstar, dom Remus and sub/brat Sirius. Please let me know limits/kinks you'd like incorporated and whether you'd like this to be a Muggle!AU or magic] I'm going to be on my knees as soon as you open the door, just a little warning for you. SB

[established Wolfstar (can be muggle or magic, just let me know!)] I want another tattoo. SB

[unestablished Muggle Uni AU with mutual pining. Sirius is a forensic student with a minor in art (headcanons for Remus always welcome!) His sketchbook, with a few sketches of his friends and more than a few of Remus, has been missing for two days, and Sirius has been on edge since] James said he saw you with my book. Give it the fuck back, Lupin, that's my property. SB

[Muggle high school AU, Hypothetically speaking, what would you tell me to do if I ziptied all the desks in Minnie's classroom together, now keep in mind this is all highly theoretical, because I am an intelligent person and would /never/ do this, but what if my left hand was now ziptied to a desk leg? SB
And the scissors are across the room? And Minnie's going to walk in any minute? And I'm /ziptied/ to a group of twenty desks? SB
What does one do then? SB


WOLFSTAR / REMUS POV
[AU where Remus' parents decided against sending him to Hogwarts, opting for a Muggle education and teaching him some magic at home. Remus bought enchanted parchment at Diagon Alley with the promise that it's match would be sold to a random stranger. Remus is roughly 17 in this RP] So is anyone actually on the other end of this thing? RL

[tw: mentions of drug use, specifically marijuana. Muggle Uni AU, Remus and Sirius are acquaintances through James and Lily, but rarely talk. I play Remus as an English major with a Communications minor, headcanons for Sirius more than welcome! Remus meant to text Lily, but accidentally texted Sirius] I'm gonna go home after class, roll a blunt, and cry for an hour because I hate my English professor. Care to join? RL

[unestablished Wolfstar in their sixth year. Mutual pining with heavy flirting, at this point it's just waiting to see who will admit feelings first] Yet another jumper is missing from my trunk. Am I right in assuming you suspect? RL

[Strangers to lovers Muggle AU] Hey, if you're seeing this, I found your dog in the park this morning. I took him home and gave him water and some food. Whenever you want to pick him up is totally fine. RL

[18+ established Wolfstar, dom Remus/sub Sirius. Please let me know limits/kinks you'd like incorporated and whether you'd like this to be a Muggle!AU or magic] I teased you quite a bit before I left for work, didn't I? How are you holding up, love? RL

LOGS
http://logs.omegle.com/146d0fdc7ca3cbdc (pt 1)
http://logs.omegle.com/27e79a1832560713 (pt 2)
http://logs.omegle.com/8aeecd3041ce31b8 (pt 3)
http://logs.omegle.com/46a6395d4775c597 (pt 4)

http://logs.omegle.com/bac97ac8bd38487e
http://logs.omegle.com/8014e2d64ff909f6
http://logs.omegle.com/337c2a78390c6184
http://logs.omegle.com/bd45b80300ba76dd
http://logs.omegle.com/c01b40e73d2ea406
http://logs.omegle.com/334ce300af026b00
http://logs.omegle.com/c3fd7354e8d297df
http://logs.omegle.com/621e5461a9bdcd11
http://logs.omegle.com/39df53214af87e6b
http://logs.omegle.com/32a09af82ae8d1ff
http://logs.omegle.com/f22e5eeeca94f41f
http://logs.omegle.com/a92ed264ad1c7d83
http://logs.omegle.com/6ffaaedd5acd945d
http://logs.omegle.com/2716669eead0cded
http://logs.omegle.com/d88317252f49cf48
http://logs.omegle.com/cffb6de6f8470adb
http://logs.omegle.com/09bc3dfede834479
http://logs.omegle.com/ddb686b3155c09ab
http://logs.omegle.com/2adc4a135b6df661
http://logs.omegle.com/40cb0ff69c414c8b
http://logs.omegle.com/dadde56701c79f33
http://logs.omegle.com/66c434bf230319de
http://logs.omegle.com/ea4a5ab74432e255
http://logs.omegle.com/8564843f8bf50f15
http://logs.omegle.com/54ee09a701ddafbe
http://logs.omegle.com/ec1c79b6cb319e1d
http://logs.omegle.com/ef2a3259844800b2
http://logs.omegle.com/7655e395766ce9a8 (drarry torn shirt pt 1)
http://logs.omegle.com/7fe3810ad600ae6b (drarry torn shirt pt 2)
http://logs.omegle.com/535d1f5993570682
http://logs.omegle.com/28b7e27aaa09c987 (poet x natalie pt 1)
https://docs.google.com/document/d/17RZ2HxzyHiW8z6RIvWkUbEtqZ4P_ijmeoxu4-VdDAuo/edit#
http://logs.omegle.com/b2e25379971da3e8
http://logs.omegle.com/f30241881916a151

Stranger: Poet was frozen in that spot on the cobblestone, his watery gaze unwavering on Natalie, even as she jabbed a finger into his chest. He knew his words had been mean, but they were true - or, at least he thought. Judging by how infuriated she was now, and the shake in her voice, he guessed she was fighting off tears just as much as he was. He was angry, nearly the angriest he'd ever been in his life, but he didn't want to yell at her again, didn't want her to cry, because god, it would've broken the dam for him. After a long period of silence, the two of them exchanging angry stares, eyes flickering back and forth, the only thing he settled on saying was, "I'm Muggle-born." He wasn't sure why the rest of her hurled insults didn't stick to him as much as the bloodline loving one did. "The last thing I'm proud of is my bloodline." He didn't want her pity; he didn't want her to feel sorry for him. He wanted her to just stop yelling at him. "If you've gotten it all out, I think I should be going," he said quietly, dropping his eyes to the ground. It was a painful reminder where he came from, his scuffed, cracked boots, half a size too big so he could grow into them.


You: He wasn't getting in her face, he wasn't hexing her, wasn't yelling back, but there was something in his eyes, a certain anger that almost sent her shrinking back. She stood her ground, though it was difficult because she could feel the lump in her throat getting bigger, (why did she have to be an angry cryer?), and it was really in her best interest to turn away and forget about him but then, then he was cool and collected and telling her he was a Muggleborn. Not unheard of, being a Muggleborn in Slytherin, but she thought she would have heard about him by now. He didn't even have the grace to walk away, which should've infuriated her, but only saddened her. Natalie found herself mirroring him, staring at her hands. "Well," she offered, soft, the bite of sarcasm gone though her words sounded like they needed it. "Suck it up. You're stuck with the bloodline you have. Doesn't make them family though." She couldn't muster up the courage to look at him. "Yeah..." should she apologize? "I'll let you go. Not that you need my permission.... just go."


Stranger: The second the mood between them dropped, Poet felt guilty. He could've said anything, something to remedy whatever was happening between him and this strange girl, but he'd really fallen short on that end. "Yeah, I'll, uh. Go," he said absentmindedly, looking at her once again, his feet heavy like lead. "Actually, this is really, really stupid. I don't even know you. I'm really sorry I got angry," he blurted, blinking to get rid of the tears threatening to spill. "I feel awful, I do.I just- I dunno?" He sighed, giving up on trying to explain and over-apologize. "I understand if you don't forgive me, but.. I'd like to try this again." He stuck his hand out, a small smile playing on his lips. "I'm Poet, but you can call me Poe. I'm in Slytherin, I'm /not/ a pretentious twat despite hanging out with one, and I would love it if you'd still join me on the train and talk to me after we part ways." Standing in the September sun was making him sweat again, and he knew he looked a mess. He wanted to be in his dorm, showered and clean and unpacking his things. He could already hear the comfort of the plush couches in the Slytherin common room calling his name, asking him to curl up with a book for a few hours. Would it be so bad if she joined him? Did she read?