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It’s May 1979 and the Order has just apprehended a pair of mysterious wizards who look remarkably like a Potter and a Malfoy. Naturally, James Potter and Sirius Black are called in to identify the strangely familiar strangers and determine their backgrounds and loyalties. (This would be a lot easier if their captives weren’t convinced everyone they talk to is dead. It would also be easier if they didn’t spend half their bloody time bickering.) ** “Just ask them questions only they would know the answer to,” Malfoy suggests. “There’s not a single thing that I know about either of them from the first war that any old Death Eater couldn’t find out.” “How is that possible?” Malfoy huffs. “He’s your father!” “Am I or am I not famously an orphan?” Potter snarls. ** Русский перевод: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49365862/chapters/124574398中文翻译: https://archiveofourown.org/works/49899721

Tom Riddle finds that he does not like it when Professor Potter doesn't pay him any attention. Something should be done about that.

Ronald Bilius Weasley was two things, according to the woman he called the love of his life at least twice a day: A tactical genius and a complete bloody moron. Scowling at the tiny phial sitting mostly empty in front of her on the bathroom sink of their cosy little flat, Hermione Granger added one more item to that list. Ex. - Ron's monumental cock up leaves Hermione pissed off, pissed, and accepting a drink from Draco Malfoy. Turns out, she accepted a whole lot more.

“Thank you, sir.” Peter turned facing M.J. and Ned’s silhouettes that wobbled against the rising sun. “Call me Stephen,” Doctor Strange said. Peter smiled, “Thank you, Stephen.” The name felt odd coming out of his mouth. The laugh was slight, barely even one. “Still feels weird.” Stephen smiled; it was small and didn’t cause the edges of his eyes to crease. “I’ll see you around.” The Magician stared at him, eyes mourning something already lost. “Good luck kid.” — Or: spider-man in gotham, just with identity.

Sakura dies alone in the woods, and then her day gets worse. (badass Sakura from darkest timeline ends up in an okayish timeline and proceeds to beat the shit out of anybody who tries to mess with her village)

When someone else walks through the door, the staring contest dissolved with his Handler as the winner after Hawks whirled around to assess the new threat in the room. Juice drips from where his grip had crushed the juice box, further staining his clothes and making a mess on the bar top. Hawks continues to blink owlishly at the newcomer. The person, who seems to be made of shadow, rather than it clinging to him, looks at him with mild interest, a towel and a bar glass in his hands. His eyes move to address Hawks’ Handler. “He’s very,” the man pauses, as if choosing his next words carefully, "small.” His Handler grunts in irritation, and Hawks almost chimes in that he's sorry, he knows he supposed to be bigger. A hesitant pause. “Was it-?” “Fuckin’ drop it,” his Handler spits out. “Ah, I see,” the other hums tactfully, and wisely drops the topic. Hawks thinks that his eyes are pretty, the color of a flower that grows in the part where he meets Touya sometimes, but he doesn’t tell him. He's not supposed to meet anyone, and he's not supposed to speak without permission. Or: Hawks get's de-aged and the league takes care of him

“Harry, please,” Death says beseechingly. “You haven’t even heard the full punishment yet.” “Oh? There’s more?” “Tom Riddle will be in your custody for five years,” Death finishes. “Five years is how long that Fate has deemed you should be punished with the presence of your worst enemy." A hundred years after the end of the Second War, Harry Potter, Master of Death, unwittingly helps the last fragment of Lord Voldemort’s soul escape Limbo. Now, bound by Fate to Tom Riddle for the next five years, Harry has to coexist with the man he feared the most. Or: Auror M.O.D. Harry and Tom Riddle strike an uneasy truce and solve crimes together, and Harry has to decide if his capacity to save everyone includes everyone, really. OR: an excuse for Harry and Tom to be a crime-fighting duo like Sherlock Holmes and John Watson, while also trying not to strangle each other. Updates Wednesdays and Fridays :)

There is a quirkless villain on the loose and there are a lot of mixed reactions on him. Aizawa decides to get his class opinion on it, and some surprising views come to light, especially from a certain problem student of his.

¬¬¬ HAITUS Prompt: Fic idea where a lonely person sells their soul to Satan to be their friend. And Satan just rolls with it until he realizes at the time of their death he genuinely likes them.Since he can’t renege on the contract he takes them to Hell and puts them in a high position of power. Demons hardened by millenia of torture now have to answer to a shy, self-conscious, quiet, depressed, lonely person who has unintentionally become Satan’s #1 And it has now taken over my life. Please enjoy literal devil!peter and Stiles!!

Izuku learns what it means to endure Katsuki’s rut.

Izuku Midoriya added Ochaco Uraraka, Shoto Todoroki, plus 17 others to "Class 2-A :)" Izuku Midoriya: Hey guys! Since a lot of you guys asked for my notes on today’s lesson, I decided to make a group chat with all of us!! Enjoy and have fun studying! ;) Shoto Todoroki: Thank you. Shoto Todoroki: What class is this by the way? Katsuki Bakugo: Are you fucking serious? Or Two oblivious gays have it bad for each other and literally everyone knows except for those two. In this fic, both the dekusquad and bakusquad join forces for the first time to unite their leaders together in an epic journey of romance. Features: An angry pomeranian, a confused broccolli and a cold soba. (Just so you know, our fic is going to alternate between texting and story-writing for every chapter!) *We've also decided to post on Wattpad under the same username if you guys would prefer to read there. Just know we update a little slower on that site compared to here :)

A mission to a Sith Temple takes an. . . interesting turn, leaving the Jedi and the Clones to deal with the fallout. Well, at least this kid Obi-Wan is cute? -Obi-Wan Kenobi is de-aged to about 14 years old. The Problem? He doesn't have any memories after that age. The people who love him are about to learn some hard truths.

Gojo abruptly fired you as his assistant, so it’s a mystery as to why he keeps bumping into you at every turn in your new life without him. Maybe he hates you, or maybe he just wants to fuck you again. Even worse— maybe he loves you. (18+ minors dni)

An AU in which Sherlock is in Rehab and is required to write a letter to a random person in the military. John get's it, and they become penpals of a sort.

Or, that one book Tobirama clearly never read.

Potter hissed under his breath, and he yanked away Voldemort's hand as if it pained him. "Don't touch me! You have to stop this, you've...this is..." Potter's face inched closer to Voldemort, and the boy's hands on the cloth of his robes tightened as they gazed into each other's eyes. Something sparked between them, and then before they knew it, passion ignited between them like a forest fire, burning and all-encompassing. ─── • ⋄ ⋅⚡️⋅ ⋄ • ─── Or, In a world where Harry Potter and Lord Voldemort enter a room full of scarlet mist, they exit rather...changed, shall we say. Don't worry, things are going to go well. For them. For everyone else...well, they're stuck wondering how this all happened.

Jin wasted no time striding up to the human. “Hello.” “Hello?” It had a more questioning tone to it, but Jin ignored that, instead frowning at the poor quality of this human’s clothing. Was he warm enough? Jin knew humans didn’t generate as much internal heat as dragons did. They were mammals, right? But without fur. How did they maintain their body temperature? Jin needed to do some research. “You’re mine.” “Um, no?” The human sounded offended. Jin blinked. Was that some kind of social faux pas for humans? He’d heard them say that to each other before. “I’m mine. I don’t belong to anyone.” In which Jin is a dragon, and ot6 are his hoard. OR Five times Jin added a human to his hoard and his heart and one time they brought a human to him.

A thick bloody gash runs from Deku’s right brow, across the bridge of his nose, over his cheek, and all the way down to the edge of his jaw. A sickening, jagged line etched diagonally over his face, wide enough to miss one of his eyes by mere milimeters. He almost crashes into Deku, grabbing his arm in one hand and his face in the other. Katsuki’s index and thumb press into either side of his jaw, squishing Deku’s cheeks together. With a voice so low he doesn’t recognize it as his own, Katsuki grinds out his words. “Who did this to you?”______________________________ Or; a villain leaves a scar on Deku's face and Katsuki absolutely loses it.

It was perfect. Or it would have been perfect if they weren't with two very strong and very powerful werewolves. But like it was mentioned, Wilbur’s energy was sapped away, leaving no room in his head for cognitive thought, just a happy fuzzy feeling, and warmth.For the first time in years, he felt safe.And if he tried hard enough, he could ignore the warning bells ringing in his head. He could ignore his instinct begging him to get Tommy to safety. He could ignore it all as his eyelids drooped, too heavy to keep open anymore. And when they closed, he was pulled into sleep’s void. A gentle place full of darkness and calm, where everything was in motion, but nothing moved. Or:Technoblade and Phil saw an injured pup and his feral older brother protecting him and went "ours now, come here".(Werewolf SBI AU cause they're ain't enough of them and I will die on this hill godamn it. READ THE TAGS, It's gonna get dark, possibly really fucking dark, so just be aware, ok?)

“You fucking love this don’t you? Being used like a fucking whore by some stranger while hyung feeds you his cum,” Taehyung whispers, sending a tremor down Jeongguk’s spine. He smirks against the other’s skin when he feels the boy frantically nod as much as he could in his hold, a garbled mess of noises falling from his lips. “Fucking slut, I should’ve known that. You want to be hyung’s cumdump so bad don’t you, Jeonggukkie?” A chant of desperate “yes, yes, yes” comes out of Jeongguk’s mouth, his pussy clenching hungrily around the pathetic excuse of a dick inside it. “Hyung can’t wait to breed you so hard, baby,” he groans into Jeongguk’s ear, and the whimper he gets in response is so high-pitched and pathetic, Taehyung almost feels bad. Almost.“Come for me, doll. Squeeze that loose whore cunt of yours and come for hyung.” "And they were roommates" where Jeongguk is a total whore for cock and an exhibitionist that likes to provoke his hyung at any chance he gets, and Taehyung is his perverted, not-quite-unfortunate housemate that manages to finally satiate his hunger.

A purely self indulgent fic about ADA and Mafia playing party games, and soukoku sucking away at everyone's will to live. Somebody stop me from writing relationship reveal fics. Or don't. Either works,,

Sirius has been a good dog.

Things keep worming their way into Draco's heart and, to be honest, he's sick of it. Or: Draco fosters bunnies to impress a co-worker.

Where did you go, Sea Child? Where have you run off to? What did you do? Did you think our rage (our grief) so great, we would forsake you? Come back. Come home (to us). Follow the sounds of our voices (follow the tugging of your splintered soul).

‘Luffy’ shook their head in response. ”That's not my name. I’m Nika, it's nice to meet you.” Nami took several sizable steps backwards, eyeing the stranger with a mix of confusion, apprehension and intrigue. “N-Nika?” “Mhm! And I’m a God!” Nami short circuited. “AND YOU’RE A WHAT!?????” Now that their captain is sharing his singular braincell with an ancient god, things go about as you'd expect for the Strawhats. Just who is this mysterious entity that is now possessing Luffy from time to time, and what just happened in his past to make him this way?

Bangtan is the country's most dangerous mafia. The six of them rule over Seoul, and most of the other cities as well. Despite their merciless ways, they have the people's support so the government can't do anything about them. They're ruthless. Heartless. They enjoy torturing people, and will kill without a second thought. Until they met a certain rabbit beastman. Then they turned into softies. (Unless you hurt him. In which case, may you rest in peace.)

(Abandoned version! Do not read looking for finished works)One day... The god has disappeared.And after years of not knowing what to do the angels decided to find a pure soul which can become the new godWhich, in this case... Meant Izuku Midoriya.Of course, what can go wrong with giving a kinda mentally unstable, quirkless 14 year old kid who wants to help literally everyone godly powers?Nothing, right?...Right...?It's a fic, in which: Izuku becomes a vigilante, gets some nice god powers, and is generally being a lil shit after he figures out no one can really do much against himOh and also he has a bunch of mental health issues on top of that trying to manag both his normal life and his godly life all at once(It's kinda a crackfic but at the same time not fully because I can't just not try my best to write good for the life of me so yeah)

It's embarrassing, it's stupid and Yoongi knows it but Namjoon still makes him say what exactly he was imagining. Or: Kitten hybrid Yoongi is currently owned by Doctor Kim Namjoon who checks his pet's abilities to please his buyer and new owner. The poor kitten has no experience after all.

Grad student John 'Soap' MacTavish is only two months out from graduation. He is currently interning at the elusive 141 industries, but in order to get hired full time after he graduates, he needs a recommendation from his grumpy college professor. Professor Simon Riley is a long-time friend of John Price, head of 141 industries. When Price expresses interest in hiring John, Riley decides to make the man's life a bit more complicated. If John wants a recommendation, he'll be expected to present at a conference coming up in two weeks. A conference that is very important to the 141, and could secure John's employment for good. On the side, John begins talking to a Dom on a dating website, a dom with the username Ghost, who helps take John's mind off of the stress of preparing for this event. Meet idiots in love, terrible online texting, and two men who will discover that the person they are talking to online, is NOT who they thought.

All Jimin knows how to do is run. It's how he makes a name for himself amongst the city's largest gang at the tender age of fifteen, thousands worth of drugs under his coat and a threat hanging over his head. It's how he stops them using his brother to do the same, far too young to be wrapped up in a life neither of them chose. It's how he then gets away, foolishly thinking they'd have a chance against the very people that stole their childhoods, that intended to steal their futures. It's on a night shrouded in downpour that they stumble upon the abandoned mansion blanketed by an overgrown garden, and it's the sound of heavy footsteps behind them that has him seeking its sanctity. But when a careless stumble has the world around him warping into something bright and magical, he finds himself confronting much more than the demons on his tail. Conflict lays not just in who he runs from, but in the eyes of a man who only has to press his palm to his chest to have his heart racing to meet it. All Jimin knows how to do is run. But then he falls, and somehow - finds the answer to everything, laying beneath him with venom on his tongue and fire in his eyes.

It was time for Harry's first detention of his fourth year. He had noticed that his magic had been acting strange since the beginning of the year, especially when around two certain people that he used to hate. But as he was walking he felt it flare up in him, tugging him towards something.He followed the pull. He had to, his magic told him something bad was happening. And indeed it was.He comes across Draco Malfoy being raped by some older Slytherins and he is angry. Beyond angry even. His magic lashed out angrily and once the whole ordeal is over with he wakes up in his usual bed in the hospital wing only to find out that he is now magically and soul bonded to Professor Snape, who has been de-aged to a teenager again, Draco, who has also been de-aged, is now their son both biologically and magically, and Draco is being handed back to his original parents without his and Snape's consent.And so he lashes out, again.I don't own Harry Potter.I don't know what this story is, it is just a random idea I had that I wanted to get out of me. I hope you enjoy it though.

And God said, “Let there be light,” and there was light. And God saw that light was good. And God separated the light from the darkness. - Their purpose was made clear the moment God had commanded them into existence. They were to be guardians, watching over every single universe and all its inhabitants; a beacon to those shrouded in darkness. Every living being would be under their watch, and it was up to them whether the way they lived was befitting for a servant who would soon enter God’s kingdom. These creatures of light, twins that had vanquished the darkness for a new world to come, were affectionately named Aether and Lumine by the creator Himself, and they had been given the title of God’s most favored children.

When Alpha Lan Wangji left Omega Wei Ying after defeating the Xuanwu, they had formed a partial mating bond together. Wangji thought they had an understanding. Then Wei Ying disappeared, and when he came back their bond seemed to have disappeared. The alpha was heart-broken; believing his omega had considered it an undesirable bond, causing it to break. But when he steals a kiss on Phoenix Mountain, he discovers that their bond wasn't broken after all... just weakened without a golden core making its presence obvious. Wei Ying did still want him - the omega just thought Wangji wouldn't want him once he found out what happened to his golden core. Wangji makes sure his omega understands just how wrong that assumption was.

Alternate Universe and Third part in the Love Hunt Me Down Series. Inspired by this line from 'I think I Might Have Inhaled You': “Too much.” Derek said by way of explanation, and one of these days Stiles was really going to have to tie him down and play with him until he lost all semblance of control. One of these days... Today IS that day!

“What could be it, Niall?” Harry asks gently with a sigh. He slouches down further into his chair, crossing his arms lazily across his chest. He is bored. He has been bored for five years straight, but even more so now that his one interest has shut himself out entirely. Harry had not even heard from Louis, not since last night, not since he had gotten on his nerves so much that he was torn between knocking him out and smiling in surrender to the slight awe he felt. Louis is opinionated like no one he’s ever seen, but his voice is honeyed; high-pitched and indignant. Harry is nothing short of entranced. Or, Harry is running out of time to fall in love, but with Louis, it seems as if there’s all the time in the world.