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Igaguri doesn't know what the noise in the cafeteria is all about.
(or: just an average day in Blue Lock where everybody fights over a certain blue-eyed striker.)
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“I think... it’s best if you go home,” Minister Potter says softly. Tom hears the threat underneath, gentled by the man’s compassion and empathy. Go home, it says. Leave this be.
Tom feels sixteen again, discontent and disregarded. He hates it. He won’t stand for it. “And if I refuse to?” Refuses this refusal of his person. This denial of what lies between them, the mystery of those unreadable eyes, the hum of danger that dances over Tom’s skin like pinpricks of static. He has waited too long for this opportunity to slip away from him.
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- Part 11 of duplicity's One-Shots
- Part 2 of The Bottom Tom Agenda
- Part 2 of duplicity's PWP One-Shots
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Yoo Mia dragged her brother to a live show to watch a rock band called "Oldest Dreamers". There, Yoo Joonghyuk fell at first sight for Kim Dokja, the drummer. And then the snowball of problems and red flags started to roll down the hills faster than an F1 racer on meth.
Stuff will happen. It's mutual pining, lots of jealousy, dom/sub smut. Basically everything in the tags and more.
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When a Voldemort in his thirties encounters a time-travelling, seventeen-year-old Harry Potter, he makes a dangerous—and hilarious—assumption. He assumes that Harry is his son. And his son, of course, deserves the very best.
A confused Harry plays along for the sake of self-preservation, but living with his “father” is proving to be intolerable in more ways than one.
“You are mine,” Voldemort said gently, and smiled when Harry flinched. So the boy did know Voldemort, after all. He knew Voldemort was to be feared. “I will look after you, my own.”
“I don’t belong to you,” Harry spat, despite his fear. Oh, what a delight he was! He was no cowering, simpering sycophant, like Voldemort’s other followers; no, this child had a spine of steel. Not many could stand before Voldemort without quailing.
“You are my son,” Voldemort declared. “Of course you belong to me. Your every cell, your every fibre, your every heartbeat. You are mine in flesh and blood and soul. You are mine in magic. And you will not deny me.”
Now with Chinese, Korean, Russian and Portugese translations, and featuring art by Mona and Hypnodisc!
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- Part 4 of Tomarrymort Stories
- Part 3 of Daddymort
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Marinette finally breaks, accepting Hawkmoth's deal. But her Akuma is different, more powerful, and strangely emotionless. She's not akumatized for her anger or jealousy- simply for wanting to be understood.
Maybe even Hawkmoth is in too deep this time.