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Gratitude, devotion or love? Xi Xin didn't care. Anything would do, if it was to stay at Carien Wu's side.
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Moody reclined in his chair, his prosthetic scratched over the floor. “What year is it, Riddle.”
It wasn’t phrased like a question, maybe that was why Tom finally answered.
“September.” Tom clipped out coldly. “1942. You know this.”’
Harry inhaled so sharply he choked on his spit. He hurriedly turned away, hacking and wheezing as he nearly asphyxiated on his own saliva.
“Yeah,” Moody grimaced with a slight disgruntled noise hidden in his tone, “that’s a problem.”Or
Tom Riddle, 15 years old, in the middle of the London Blitz suddenly finds himself in a future with no allies, resources, information, and everyone he knows treats him with enough restraint to not murder him on the spot. It takes a lot to truly ruin a human being, to rot them so thoroughly even fruit flies avoid the stench. Tom doesn't want this bullshit, Tom only wants to-
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18 Jun 2026
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peak peak peak peak peak peak,,,,,,,,, wknaknaihk my GOD. ././././././././././././././././././/..././/././././././././././././././././././
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Sherlock is in love with John Watson. John Watson is in love with Mary Morstan. Sherlock likes Mary Morstan just fine. Sherlock likes drugs more. And most importantly, Sherlock doesn’t like Sherlock.
String theory dictates the laws of the universe. But their story isn’t one that can be boxed up neatly, tied in a heartstring bow.
"After all, the axioms of homeostasis dictate that an infinity sign of negative feedback can only loop back in on itself.”
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Bookmarked by DeppressionButOGayer
02 May 2026
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wow. holy shit this is fucking amazing, usually i would write a longer bookmark then this(for better or for worse, because i suck at making typed words sound nice when i want to be nice, and i always want to be nice) especially when i like a fic this much but. i am 1. gonna go to "bed" soon so i am tired, and 2. i like this in a way i cant really articulate so. just,,,,, this is wonderful and probably one of the best fics ive ever read, and i just want you to know that <3 ././././././././././././././././././././././././././
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He was given a cell of his own.
It wasn't much. Barely more than the average experiment at Playtime received. A desk. A bunk. A bathroom, situated in the very corner of the room and concealed from the observation window by a partition.
He didn't remember how he got here.
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17 Apr 2026
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khsbksnkdnkdnknd I LOVE THIS SO MUCH!!!! YOU COOKED SO HARD YOU MIGHT AS WELL BE A FIVE STAR MICHELIN CHEF BROOO ././././././././././././././././././././././././././
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Byakuya is the picture-perfect heir to the Togami Corporation. He is cool, composed, powerful, smart, and confident. He has no need for his fellow peers. Makoto especially. He doesn't need Makoto for anything.
Or: Byakuya's an absolute wreck and needs a hug.
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Bookmarked by DeppressionButOGayer
01 Oct 2023
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editing my bookmark cuz lowkey i thinks its pretty rude, i think of this fic every-so-often and idk, just has stuck with me
i think the characterization is on-point and i really like it!! i actually like, didnt cringe at all when i reread this so idk what past me was on but like. ???? anyway ./././././././././