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fun little fanfics I myself, deeply enjoyed.
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Stories are just stories—nothing more, nothing less. Morals and lessons can be gleaned by parables and fables alike, but the truth of it is so. That’s what people believe, at least. And that’s exactly what makes them so dangerous.“'Some speak of a ring,’” Mr. Weasley began, “‘that lies nestled on a dark, crumbling twig in a clearing in the woods. The woods are dark, unforgiving, and many are warned against going within the trees―some might even say it's forbidden,’” He winked at Harry then, who couldn’t help but roll his eyes.
“So, it’s a fairy tale about the Forbidden Forest.”
“Yes, I suppose so,” Said Mr. Weasley, and straightened with a slight wince to tell him firmly, “and I know you’ve got a history of tromping around in there, so I’m telling you now, do not go back in there to look for rings. Bad idea.”
There's a grain of truth in every tale. Harry learns this the hard way when a fairy tale Arthur tells him comes to life, and he’s forced to abandon the wizarding world at the worst possible time—by winding up stuck in 1942 for six months.
Believe it or not, being Tom Riddle's unwitting roommate isn't even the worst part of it.
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Sirius Black makes a different choice.
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A New Era by spicedrobot
Fandoms: Arcane: League of Legends (Cartoon 2021), League of Legends
11 Nov 2021
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They toast. They toast again. To Piltover. To their partnership. To their dream.
Viktor idly wonders how long they’ve been sitting so close, how long he’s been smiling, watching Jayce drink and talk, how easily he could get used to this.
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“So I’m saying, Mike clearly made quite the first impression.”
Heart pounding, Mike risks shifting to a low crouch, rising just enough to see Gregory demonstrate exactly what kind of impression he thinks Mike made.
Or: Mike overhears a conversation that makes him think about his relationship with Harvey differently.
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The Conduit For Change by EmerialynCodeVenice
Fandoms: Detroit: Become Human (Video Game)
09 Oct 2021
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When given the option to change a future where all androids have been destroyed, Connor, the one who caused it, accepts the burden and is sent to the past.
Yet, how can he possibly succeed? Not only must he protect Markus and Jericho, secretly spread the Revolution to androids across the country, and struggle with the trauma of facing all he destroyed, he must do it all without Cyberlife noticing.
If they do, they'll take control of Connor's programming once more and then... there will be no more chances.
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- Part 1 of Markus/Connor Fic Masterlist
- Part 1 of The Conduit For Change Section
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The true time-turner was slammed savagely into Hermione's throat. It shattered against her neck, bits of glass and gold piercing into her skin. The last thing she saw before blackness consumed her was a plume of metallic dust and vitreous fragments, tiny prisms dancing behind her eyelids.
(In which Hermione accidentally ends up in 1950, pitted against an ascending Dark Lord in his prime, caught in the entanglement of pureblood politics, dark magic, and Tom Riddle's interest)
Podfic by Seollem available here: https://open.spotify.com/show/2PjMYX0TZdsZ1BzRxkH4S3
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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.
Now with Chinese, Korean and Portugese translations, and featuring art by Mona and Hypnodisc!“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.”
Series
- Part 1 of Tomarrymort Stories
- Part 2 of Daddymort