Impressed UL
It's rare I pimp hp_literotica, as frankly it doesn't need me doing it, it has (thanks to the talented writers) gained its own reputation. But I felt that today I had to. I was doing the monthly (actually this was a 3 monthly ...) roundup for the yahoo list that the community has, and I found SUCH a wealth of stories that I hadn't seen, hadn't read, hadn't commented on. I don't know of another community out there that has this sort of variety. From gen, to horror, to sensuality, to uber-punk prose to sweet sex to decadence. From Neville and Hannah to (and rarely seen, but two entries this time) Snape and Harry. From wonderful canon het to pairings that make you go wtf?
Plus the round-up for the poetry challenge, which inspired a lot of non-members to post.
I can't help but give the writers a standing ovation for the entries over the last 2-3 months. In the years that I've been here, I've never seen such wonderful diversity. Bravo and Brava. (and yes, that's UL being pretentious again, but you all know me too well.
I hope this encourages you to go over and read some of them, and especially comment.
Sacred Sinners (Remus/Lucius - R) by gabriel_anubis (AU - Lucius Malfoy, a wealthy, decadent aristocrat with a taste for profaning the sacred, abducts Remus Lupin, a young monk, and tempts him to break his vows)
Blessed Archangel, he calls me, and Holy Messenger of God. It is only kisses I bestow upon him tonight, deep, hot and sweet on his parched lips, my fingertips lovingly stroking the tears from his cheeks as I
bend to place my mouth on his
Bildungsroman (Sirius/Regulus - NC-17) by magnusleo
In a dark night of adolescence, Sirius grabs Regulus by the hand and leads him into the shadowed corners of the world, a world their parents have barred from them. Here, where streetlights shine with synthetic
fire and neon strips stretch for ages, they dodge about and find comfort in forbidden pleasures.
Saturday As Usual (Pansy, Pansy/Draco - R) by taffatablue ( Pansy dreams more than most people do.)
They’re elbows and knees, angles, too sharp - she can count his herring-bone ribs, and he rubs his thumb across the protruding edge of her collarbone over and over. So rich they’re starving, but it feels so
good to touch, shivering and unaccountably warm in the drafty dorms before anyone else has returned.
Cold Water (Lucius/Narcissa - PG13) by kethlenda
Later, after the Dark Lord has gone and left them reeling and bewildered in the graveyard, Lucius remembers how to be angry.
but the mermaids are gone (Luna/Draco; implied Harry/Luna, Harry/Draco, Blaise/Draco - PG) by deora_mystic
Every night her body basks quietly in bright, bright sunlight slicing through bricks in the wall.
Every night he comes to her for answers to his questions, watches her breathe in and out like a dying rag doll (rocking back and forth to the shallow cry of one prisoner or another).
Why him? Why you?
Answers to all of his questions: because of the scar; because I was closest to pale blonde.
Broken (Sirius/Regulus - PG) by gehayi
And this is wrong, because this is his brother, and his brother should not look like a marble statue that's cracked and crumbling from within.
un autre hiver (Regulus/Sirius - PG) by sazzlette
Sirius is wearing a navy military-style coat, very thick with huge arnished buttons in two rows down his chest. He left their mother drinking tea in a café, kicked over a stool and shouted before he ran for the door. And Regulus followed; of course he did, catching at Sirius' coattails with desperate teasing fingers, strands of seaweed clinging stickily to a damp rock.
All That Stays Is Dying , All That Lives Is Getting Out (Sirius/Remus - R) by musesfool
The wicked scythe of Remus's mouth is red as maple leaves and swollen from kisses, and Sirius arches up to taste him again, to breathe him in, to suck out a piece of his soul to keep while he's away.
Jasmine and Butter and Bread (Rabastan Lestrange/Tom Riddle, Rabastan/Bellatrix - R) by spessartine
he can smell the cleanliness of obsession on the boy and wants to spoil it, even if he’s clenching his jaw tight as if to bite down on his own want. Even if he’s broken a hundred boys like this and groaned his deep
release low beneath their failing whimpers. A Heaven in Hell’s Despair (Lucius/Narcissa, mention of Bellatrix/Rodolphus - PG13) by sionnain
He sees the flash of her pink tongue press against the glass, and his knees weaken. Desire swirls and his eyes narrow as he watches her drink, and her gaze never wavers from his.
She is a diamond, this one. She will not shatter.
He stands next to her for the rest of the evening, as he intends to do until he is nothing but dust in the grave.
I chose well.
Two Memories (Voldemort - G) by spessartine
But I am different. I am the indrawn breath, the moment of light. I am the silence between words. They dare not speak my name.
Moments ( Remus/Sirius - PG) by atlantis_quill
He tightens his grip on Remus’ hand and stays silent.
The moment feels slick around his fingers. Sliding past. Slippery like sin and pleasure. Ungraspable.
Anodos (Neville/Hannah - G) by kethlenda
Hannah did notice when they wandered through the little brick greenhouse and Neville plucked a brilliant pink flower from behind a stone mermaid's ear, and tucked it into Hannah's hair instead. Later, much later, she would ask him what it meant, and he would mutter something about how Professor Sprout told him that camellia stood for perfection.
Hallelujah (Harry/Ron - R) by justholdstill
"It's not important" means that you get to kiss Harry in the dark, that you draw and redraw the lines of his body with your hands, all the while pretending that nothing is wrong, that groping like this is exactly what you've done since first year.
Harry says, "It's not important", but it is.
Dukedom Enough (Remus/Sirius - R) by thistlerose
"Can I help you?" Remus asked.
"Yes. I'm looking for a book on the mating habits of werewolves."
Touch (Peter/Lucius - R) by gehayi
It was a hell of a thing when a man had to be grateful for indifference. But...he was
Now the sky is blue (Snape/Harry - PG) by sazzlette
Snape lies behind Harry and wraps an arm tight around his waist, angrily nudging aside the slim spidery limbs and pulling Harry's body close to his chest. Harry quietens quickly, fingers still working, curling and uncurling against the back of Snape's hand.
Angels and Changelings (Sirius/Regulus - R) by fleshdress
Dressed in an unbuttoned shirt and a pair of red women’s panties made of slippery satin that shine in the gaslight, Sirius is straddling his younger brother’s thigh. His knee is pressed against Regulus’s groin as
he leans over him, the tip of his pink tongue poking from between his swollen, cherry-painted lips as he smears a different shade of lipstick over Regulus’s lips.
Masterlist for the Poetry Challenge
the mermaids too are drowned (Peter - Rudolphus - PG-13) by deathofletters
Cold water washes over his feet and pools in the gutter. Rain falls in London: rain falls, and he walks down the street: the street fills with water, and water washes over his feet. He understands, now, the science
of progression; event, event, and end. Where is his end? Rain falls, shivers green with light: here it is. Here.
Shades Of Dust (Sirius/Regulus, hinted Sirius/Remus and others - R) by moonix
Sirius climbed out of the window and put his slender-long, wish-coloured feet to the searing heat of the tiles on the terrace.Downcast chin and barefoot, Regulus slinked out of the shade, walked over to him and laid a hand over the inside of his forearm because he felt open and vulnerable
Not Your Superman (Snape/Harry - PG13) by themostepotente
Severus lay still in his arms, the lifeless body bathed in green light. Harry could not touch the power of the green glow. It weakened his mettle, rendered him frightened, mortal.
The court fell silent (Lucius/Regulus - R ) by sionnain
“If I want you on your knees before me, you’ll do it, won’t you?” He leans forward and murmurs softly against Regulus’ neck. “That is what you promise, is it not? Obedience?”
Lay Down (Remus/Sirius - PG13) by taffetablue
Sirius is huddled, curled over like the curved edge of a dried leaf or some other fragile thing, trembling and looking out the window. It’s raining; the lights from the cafe across the way are obscured by the drops on the glass, and at night they shine through to wash Sirius’s pale skin startling red.
Plus the round-up for the poetry challenge, which inspired a lot of non-members to post.
I can't help but give the writers a standing ovation for the entries over the last 2-3 months. In the years that I've been here, I've never seen such wonderful diversity. Bravo and Brava. (and yes, that's UL being pretentious again, but you all know me too well.
I hope this encourages you to go over and read some of them, and especially comment.
Sacred Sinners (Remus/Lucius - R) by gabriel_anubis (AU - Lucius Malfoy, a wealthy, decadent aristocrat with a taste for profaning the sacred, abducts Remus Lupin, a young monk, and tempts him to break his vows)
Blessed Archangel, he calls me, and Holy Messenger of God. It is only kisses I bestow upon him tonight, deep, hot and sweet on his parched lips, my fingertips lovingly stroking the tears from his cheeks as I
bend to place my mouth on his
Bildungsroman (Sirius/Regulus - NC-17) by magnusleo
In a dark night of adolescence, Sirius grabs Regulus by the hand and leads him into the shadowed corners of the world, a world their parents have barred from them. Here, where streetlights shine with synthetic
fire and neon strips stretch for ages, they dodge about and find comfort in forbidden pleasures.
Saturday As Usual (Pansy, Pansy/Draco - R) by taffatablue ( Pansy dreams more than most people do.)
They’re elbows and knees, angles, too sharp - she can count his herring-bone ribs, and he rubs his thumb across the protruding edge of her collarbone over and over. So rich they’re starving, but it feels so
good to touch, shivering and unaccountably warm in the drafty dorms before anyone else has returned.
Cold Water (Lucius/Narcissa - PG13) by kethlenda
Later, after the Dark Lord has gone and left them reeling and bewildered in the graveyard, Lucius remembers how to be angry.
but the mermaids are gone (Luna/Draco; implied Harry/Luna, Harry/Draco, Blaise/Draco - PG) by deora_mystic
Every night her body basks quietly in bright, bright sunlight slicing through bricks in the wall.
Every night he comes to her for answers to his questions, watches her breathe in and out like a dying rag doll (rocking back and forth to the shallow cry of one prisoner or another).
Why him? Why you?
Answers to all of his questions: because of the scar; because I was closest to pale blonde.
Broken (Sirius/Regulus - PG) by gehayi
And this is wrong, because this is his brother, and his brother should not look like a marble statue that's cracked and crumbling from within.
un autre hiver (Regulus/Sirius - PG) by sazzlette
Sirius is wearing a navy military-style coat, very thick with huge arnished buttons in two rows down his chest. He left their mother drinking tea in a café, kicked over a stool and shouted before he ran for the door. And Regulus followed; of course he did, catching at Sirius' coattails with desperate teasing fingers, strands of seaweed clinging stickily to a damp rock.
All That Stays Is Dying , All That Lives Is Getting Out (Sirius/Remus - R) by musesfool
The wicked scythe of Remus's mouth is red as maple leaves and swollen from kisses, and Sirius arches up to taste him again, to breathe him in, to suck out a piece of his soul to keep while he's away.
Jasmine and Butter and Bread (Rabastan Lestrange/Tom Riddle, Rabastan/Bellatrix - R) by spessartine
he can smell the cleanliness of obsession on the boy and wants to spoil it, even if he’s clenching his jaw tight as if to bite down on his own want. Even if he’s broken a hundred boys like this and groaned his deep
release low beneath their failing whimpers. A Heaven in Hell’s Despair (Lucius/Narcissa, mention of Bellatrix/Rodolphus - PG13) by sionnain
He sees the flash of her pink tongue press against the glass, and his knees weaken. Desire swirls and his eyes narrow as he watches her drink, and her gaze never wavers from his.
She is a diamond, this one. She will not shatter.
He stands next to her for the rest of the evening, as he intends to do until he is nothing but dust in the grave.
I chose well.
Two Memories (Voldemort - G) by spessartine
But I am different. I am the indrawn breath, the moment of light. I am the silence between words. They dare not speak my name.
Moments ( Remus/Sirius - PG) by atlantis_quill
He tightens his grip on Remus’ hand and stays silent.
The moment feels slick around his fingers. Sliding past. Slippery like sin and pleasure. Ungraspable.
Anodos (Neville/Hannah - G) by kethlenda
Hannah did notice when they wandered through the little brick greenhouse and Neville plucked a brilliant pink flower from behind a stone mermaid's ear, and tucked it into Hannah's hair instead. Later, much later, she would ask him what it meant, and he would mutter something about how Professor Sprout told him that camellia stood for perfection.
Hallelujah (Harry/Ron - R) by justholdstill
"It's not important" means that you get to kiss Harry in the dark, that you draw and redraw the lines of his body with your hands, all the while pretending that nothing is wrong, that groping like this is exactly what you've done since first year.
Harry says, "It's not important", but it is.
Dukedom Enough (Remus/Sirius - R) by thistlerose
"Can I help you?" Remus asked.
"Yes. I'm looking for a book on the mating habits of werewolves."
Touch (Peter/Lucius - R) by gehayi
It was a hell of a thing when a man had to be grateful for indifference. But...he was
Now the sky is blue (Snape/Harry - PG) by sazzlette
Snape lies behind Harry and wraps an arm tight around his waist, angrily nudging aside the slim spidery limbs and pulling Harry's body close to his chest. Harry quietens quickly, fingers still working, curling and uncurling against the back of Snape's hand.
Angels and Changelings (Sirius/Regulus - R) by fleshdress
Dressed in an unbuttoned shirt and a pair of red women’s panties made of slippery satin that shine in the gaslight, Sirius is straddling his younger brother’s thigh. His knee is pressed against Regulus’s groin as
he leans over him, the tip of his pink tongue poking from between his swollen, cherry-painted lips as he smears a different shade of lipstick over Regulus’s lips.
Masterlist for the Poetry Challenge
the mermaids too are drowned (Peter - Rudolphus - PG-13) by deathofletters
Cold water washes over his feet and pools in the gutter. Rain falls in London: rain falls, and he walks down the street: the street fills with water, and water washes over his feet. He understands, now, the science
of progression; event, event, and end. Where is his end? Rain falls, shivers green with light: here it is. Here.
Shades Of Dust (Sirius/Regulus, hinted Sirius/Remus and others - R) by moonix
Sirius climbed out of the window and put his slender-long, wish-coloured feet to the searing heat of the tiles on the terrace.Downcast chin and barefoot, Regulus slinked out of the shade, walked over to him and laid a hand over the inside of his forearm because he felt open and vulnerable
Not Your Superman (Snape/Harry - PG13) by themostepotente
Severus lay still in his arms, the lifeless body bathed in green light. Harry could not touch the power of the green glow. It weakened his mettle, rendered him frightened, mortal.
The court fell silent (Lucius/Regulus - R ) by sionnain
“If I want you on your knees before me, you’ll do it, won’t you?” He leans forward and murmurs softly against Regulus’ neck. “That is what you promise, is it not? Obedience?”
Lay Down (Remus/Sirius - PG13) by taffetablue
Sirius is huddled, curled over like the curved edge of a dried leaf or some other fragile thing, trembling and looking out the window. It’s raining; the lights from the cafe across the way are obscured by the drops on the glass, and at night they shine through to wash Sirius’s pale skin startling red.