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“What is it that you want?”
“Everything.”
Dorcas Meadowes was eleven years old when a tattered old hat decided her future. Since then, she's sworn to live life on her own terms.
But when Dorcas enters her sixth year at Hogwarts, the burgeoning war looms ever closer and Dorcas is caught between two sides.
Grappling for some semblance of control, Dorcas strikes a bargain with a sarcastic Gryffindor prefect by the name of Remus Lupin and his firecracker friend, Marlene McKinnon. As she and Regulus Black are roped into one of the Marauders’ hair-brained schemes, Dorcas quickly makes herself invaluable.
After all, whether it be chess, quidditch, school, or war, she only plays to win.
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Or, the Marauders Era from Dorcas's Perspective--- spanning from 6th year through the First Wizarding War
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Half an hour in, Jisung’s nose picks up the aromas lingering around the room again. Minho's scent envelops all of his senses, eases the pain in his lower back and the headache pounding at the front of his brain. When he looks at Minho again, the patches on his neck are still plastered over his skin, but he’s missing the one on his right wrist.
Comfort wraps around him and settles in the lining of his muscles, the tissue of his bones. He’s so drowsy, Jisung feels like drifting off and curling around himself to hopefully catch up on his missing hours of sleep, but he has to work, he has to talk with Minho and–
“Sleep, Jisungie. I’ll work on this, okay? It’s my field. You rest for a bit.”
or; Jisung can't sleep. But then he pairs up with Minho for a school project, and his whole world shifts around him.
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When Prince Jisung throws his old self into the river that runs past the palace, he flees to a faraway island to breathe for the first time since his life became something of a burden.
There, the days taste like salt, the nights hum with water, and he meets a handsome stranger with too-careful eyes, happy enough to show him what freedom truly looks like.
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14 Jul 2026
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Let’s go this was so funnnn Jisung found his lust for life again HOPE HAPPINESS FREEDOM LOVE, dudes
And I was so obsessed with the inclusion of changbin and seungmin and innie’s characters
And I did like that hyunjin and the queen found their humanity, as well. That was very sweet
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Minho’s breath was stolen when the boy looked up, his insanely wide, pretty eyes sparkling with embarrassment and worry, igniting something in his chest.
He breathed in deeply, and the faintest scent hit him—sweet like honey. An omega’s scent. But even if he hadn’t smelled him, his soft features, wide eyes, and flawless face were incredibly omega-like.
What surprised him was that he didn’t find his scent overwhelming. Usually, those with honey scents were far too sweet, thick, and sticky. But his was light, just enough to tickle his nose and make him breathe in a little deeper.
Or thirty-seven-year-old alpha Minho meets twenty-four-year-old omega Jisung, who works at the new convenience store across from his company. He learns quickly that Jisung has an eight-year-old son, and that behind his admirable strength, is a deeply painful past.
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When Minho went to buy groceries, he saw Jisung’s face on the cover of a magazine at checkout. Hands shaking, he picked it up. It was their newest issue. Jisung’s face was smooth, flawless. He looked perfect. He looked like a stranger. Minho was filled with the sudden urge to cry. He didn’t.
If Minho had to describe Jisung in one page, nothing in the magazine would’ve made the cut. Jisung was a force of nature. He was the storm and the sun after rain. He was stubborn and wonderful and kind. Minho loved him still and knew at that moment that he always would — in silence, in loneliness, through phone and TV screens.
My superstar, he thought, and tried to smile even as it felt like his heart was breaking all over again. Mine, and everyone else’s.
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Jisung paused. “How are you feeling so far?”
“I like this. All of it. Very very much. I want to put my hand on your leg. And as soon as possible I’d like to make out with you.” Minho’s tone was all business.
Jisung laughed in surprise before his smiling eyes fell back to Minho’s.
“PowerPoint kink, huh? Noted.”
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Han Jisung writes a PowerPoint on how to date. Lee Minho follows every instruction to the letter.
This is a story about two hot nerds that agree to follow a few simple rules and accidentally communicate their way into a healthy relationship.
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12 Jul 2026
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POWERPOINTS AND COMMUNICATION LETS GOOOOO SLIDE 1 FTWWWWWW