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Tomarry AU time travel but with a twist
— where Tom and Harry are best friends but Harry ends up falling for Tom — and Tom? He rejects him. Because Tom isn't ready. Because he thinks relationships are a waste of time — and believes what he and Harry has is better. And, Harry? Though hurt, accepts his answer. Though there is some residual awkwardness — they go back to being friends.
But— now, Tom is more aware of Harry. Now, that he knows Harry is okay with having a romantic relationship with him, he starts noticing things that he hasn't before. He starts thinking about Harry more than he did before (which basically means he thought about him every second now, back then it was one thought per ten seconds but anyways—) and having realizations about himself that he has been ignoring before due to always thinking about the future. After all he is a busy man with a grand plan — he was just too busy to have time for something mundane like introspection, am I right?
Unfortunately, though before Tom could do something about his emotions derailing his plans — Harry dies. For him. To save him
Tom being Tom, through his all consuming grief and regrets — breaks time conventions to save Harry and ends up travelling back on the day Harry came to Hogwarts. And as Tom tries to make amends for his mistakes by trying to befriend Harry, who is the new transfer student earlier than before, he realizes how strange Harry used to be.
How he would act skittish around Tom or glare at him with so much hatred that would make him stumble. Because Harry never did that, or did he? That didn't matter though, because Tom would win him over anyways — because he is the one whom Harry loves loved. So, he is one who would end up winning him anyways — not Black or Longbottom for that matter.
So this au is basically time travelling harry and time travelling tom but both of them from different points of time, trying to do their best — trying to save the world (for Tom, it's Harry and is that my way of implying Harry was his world? Yes.)
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osamusriceballs · 4 months
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The Accident - Part XV
Atsumu x fem reader
Warnings: Alcohol
Words: ~ 1,8 k
About: Y/n and that mysterious woman finally meet!
Part I II -> Next Part
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"You?"
She looks at you, clearly stunned to see you- and you feel the same way about her for sure. You actually mentally already saw yourself in your bed after this exhausting trip- and yet here you are. Facing her in the middle of the night once again. Her gaze flickers from you to Atsumu, quickly taking in his state.
You can imagine how you look like.
Your hair looks a bit messy, and you probably look like you fell straight out of your bed. And Atsumu next to you is a mess. Without a doubt. His shirt is half-opened, his broad chest almost fully on display, and you have been doing your best not to stare at his body while you're supporting his weight. His head is hanging low with his cheeks tinted pink and his eyes glassy, and the noises that occasionally escape his lips are a mixture of nonsense blabbering and snores. You definitely look like a strange combination - one might even get the idea that you got him drunk.
The woman is frozen for a few moments, simply taking in the sight of you and him, too stunned to say something. You can't blame her for that reaction, you would have been stunned too to see such a strange couple. You start to sweat slowly, Atsumu's weight considerably resting on you, now that you both have stopped moving. You have no idea what you should do, though. Just who the heck is she? And what is she doing at his apartment again?
After a few moments pass, she finally seems to make up her mind. She moves, coming closer without any warning until she's right in front of you - only to pass by briskly without giving you any attention. Now you're stunned, not missing the look of disgust and hatred on her face or the way her eyelid seems to twitch in rage when she walks past you, and you stand there with Atsumu next to you, who hasn't even looked up ever since you both came to stop.
You turn your head, watching her back as she strides towards the elevator and then presses a button, impatiently waiting for the doors to open.
You know that you only have this chance to talk to her, only these few moments- and you suddenly feel brave enough to do something.
"You know that I'm married to him, don't you?" You finally say. Judging by her reaction, this bold statement definitely took her by surprise. She turns her head and looks at you with a blank expression, but you can see how her nails dig into her palm. She doesn't reply; she simply stands there without breaking your gaze. You slightly lift your chin and hope that you exude confidence while you stand there with a snoring Atsumu leaning against you.
"If I ever catch you here again, I'll call the police. They will surely be happy to escort you out of my husband's apartment." She narrows her eyes at your words and turns her head when the elevator doors open, getting inside without even bothering to say something or acknowledging you.
You exhale deeply, feeling like you've just run a marathon. You still don't fully understand what's going on, but you at least feel somewhat better, now that you could get your anger off your chest. You don't know her, but you somehow find yourself disliking her. But you should maybe direct those feelings towards Atsumu, depending on what he'll tell you as soon as he sobers up. Even though you're not sure if you can trust him yet. You mentally curse when you realize that you still know nothing about this woman, other than that she apparently likes to hang out in front of his apartment. Why couldn't Osamu just tell you everything? You could maybe try to call him, but he seemed exhausted back there at Onigiri Miya's. He's probably asleep already and you feel somewhat sorry for him.
A groan next to you makes you look at Atsumu, who uncomfortably hangs around your body, and you're quick to push him towards his apartment. "We're almost there, please, just a bit more, Atsumu." You beg, and you don't know if he's able to hear you, or even understand you, but he is somehow actually trying to help you, and you finally make it into his apartment. It's probably the adrenaline in your body that makes you heave him onto his bed, and you simply fall on your knees when you finally manage to get his weight off you.
A groan escapes your lips, and you sit there with closed eyes for a few seconds.
That woman.
She's trouble. That much you're certain of when you think about her reactions. You're convinced that she has no positive connection to him. She might be his ex. A pang of jealousy rushes through you when you think about the beautiful brunette right next to Atsumu. The media would love them together.
And yet, here you are. Still married to him for another eleven months. Even carrying his last name, even though you don't even know what he's done with her after he kissed you in that one night. He maybe even slept with her back then. So much about Yachi's hypothesis of the volleyball team being too busy to date.
But that is something that Atsumu needs to tell you. You know that you will only be able to forget about him if he personally tells you that he's not interested. Then you might finally manage to erase him out of your life and move on. Maybe even start dating someone. Yachi had often asked if you feel up for blind dates. She told you that she knows a police officer, who's cute and single and who would absolutely be your type. You had laughed back then, but maybe it would help you get your thoughts away from the blonde volleyball player in front of you.
You get on your feet, looking at Atsumu and contemplate what you should do with him. You slowly look up and down his body, his face looking so soft while he's snoring, his hair hanging around his face, messy for sure, but it probably feels soft to the touch. His chest is still bare, his shirt almost fully opened, but you don't think it'll be too uncomfortable for him to sleep in it. Your gaze lingers on his belt. That will definitely be uncomfortable though.
You internally fight with yourself, a part of you feeling like a pervert when you reach out to the belt and try to quickly undo the clasp. It takes you a few attempts to open it, but you quickly pull it off him as smoothly as you can. You're just glad that he did not wake up during that procedure. You also open the button of his jeans but don't touch the zipper at all. His shoes are quick to land on the ground too, and then you take the blanket and throw it over him, securing it over his body and then making an attempt to go back. You freeze though when he starts moving, a groan escaping his lips along with something that sounds like your name. His eyes open, and you both stare at each other, though you're not entirely sure that he can see you - yet you're still flustered at his gaze.
You're both in his bed after all.
"Y/N - stay here." He mumbles, clumsily reaching out for you. You freeze when he manages to catch your sleeve and you place your hand over his quickly to pull it away.
"I - I don't think it's a good idea for me to stay here." You answer, your voice coming out softer than you intended it to. He hurt you, yet you still missed him. Missed how he makes you feel, missed his goofy side and the way he makes your heart skip a beat when he gives you that sweet smile. You missed everything about him.
"Y/n - missed ya... s'much." He whines into the pillow, his hand curling into yours, and you feel the wall inside of you crumbling. It's... kind of late after all. It's probably for the best if you don't walk home on your own. But sleeping in the same bed? After everything that has happened? But then: what if he needs you during the night? What if he throws up or something and you're too far away to help him?
You sit there for a few moments and then finally nod while you watch him. "Fine. I'll stay with you. Is it okay if I borrow one of your shirts?"
You don't really expect an answer of him, but he nods and mumbles something and raises his arm to show you a direction, and you simply open the wardrobe that he's pointing to without trying to look too much at the clothes and grab the first thing that comes into your hand. It's a simple black shirt that will probably fit comfortably on you. You look at Atsumu, who is now mumbling nonsense, and turn your back to him while you change into the shirt. You decide to leave on your sweatpants; it would feel weird to sleep next to him half-naked. You hesitate before you go into the bed, thinking about getting some water for him, but then you're quick to spot a bottle on the nightstand and then shrug your shoulders. That will be enough.
You're tired.
The adrenaline is slowly wearing off, and you're in no state to go home right now, that's for sure. You yawn and simply let yourself fall into his luxurious bed, and take a mental note to have a closer look at his bedroom in the morning when you wake up. You yawn quite loudly once again before you reach for the light switch and turn the lights off. It's comfortably dark now, and you reach for the other blanket and wrap it around you. You try to quietly shift into a more comfortable position, in order to not disturb Atsumu, but then you feel him shifting again and moving closer until your bodies are touching under your blanket. He smells like a mixture of beer and a smell that you only associate with him. Something manly and comforting; it's hard to tell.
After a few more moments, you hear him breathe deeply and evenly, a pleasant noise while he wraps his arms around you, pressing his hot body against yours. His chest is heaving against your back with every breath he takes, and you feel a tingle run down your spine when he nestles his face in your neck. You don't have it in you to fight this, and you definitely like how safe you feel in his arms. So you simply adjust your legs until you lay there comfortably and listen to the sound of him breathing.
And while Atsumu holds you maybe a bit too tightly in his arms, you feel warm for the first time in a few weeks and finally succumb to sleep.
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sunnydbeam · 1 year
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I spent the whole weekend writing and now I have the first chapter of my Skatepark!AU :0
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eidolons-stuff · 1 year
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Ajax: "I tagged along with Xavier. I wanted to see if you're alright"
Wednesday: "I refuse your deceitful pleasantries"
Xavier: "I wanted to see if you were ok & Ajax was just with me. Happy?"
Wednesday: "Never"
Ajax: *whispers* "Damn. How does someone so nice like Enid manage to dorm with someone so terrible like Wednesday?"
Wednesday: "Enid prefers my company more than you realise"
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dare-to-dm · 9 months
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So at my job we have the opportunity to request funding for an improvement to our personal office space. Something like a standing desk, or a lamp if you don't like the overhead lighting or a more comfortable office chair, etc.
But what I want is a gong. I want this so that I can ring it every time I complete a mundane task and then declare in a dramatic intonation "IT IS FINISHED".
Do you think they'll approve my request?
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simplyavatrice · 11 months
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trespasser - chapter ten
Sometimes Ava gets far too lost in her head about just how fucked up her life is.
She’s died twice, lived in another realm for so long she’s probably lucky she doesn’t know an exact time. She’s been tortured and stabbed. She has a fucking angel’s halo in her spine that keeps her alive and heals her.
It’s so much, and all of that happened after she was in a car accident and left paralyzed and alone.
That part of her life somehow still hurts more than all the rest of it.
Still, the cherry on top of it all is her girlfriend. They don’t call each other that, but in Ava’s mind they are and there is no one else in any realm that Ava loves more than Beatrice.
Beatrice, who was once a nun and now has a demon living inside of her that may or may not like the way Ava looks naked.
It’s all just so very fucked up, but it is her life and she is still here to live and enjoy it and that is exactly what she’s going to do.
The sun has just set and Beatrice is tidying up their dining room after dinner (some excellent steaks that they had delivered) and Ava is feeling overwhelmingly gay at the sight of Beatrice being so domestic.
She sits on the couch and watches her, leaning over the back with her head in her hand just…watching.
Ava is convinced Beatrice doesn’t even know she’s doing it, but there’s a soft cadence of classical music playing on the little speaker Ava ordered and Bea is humming along with it.
There’s a tiny smile on the corner of her lips - it’s so peaceful. Almost normal - it’s everything.
CONT ON AO3
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vampiresinforks · 2 years
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TWILIGHT SAGA APPRECIATION WEEK DAY 3: book, chapter or quotes - New Moon, Chapter 20 "Volterra"
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ughgoaway · 6 months
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i have a question for the teacher reader/dad matty enthusiasts: When do you think they say I love you for the first time??
like, is it in the confession when they first admit to liking each other, or do they play it a bit more causal and agree to go on dates and see what happens?
or is it a few months in, maybe after their first fight? matty is apologising and just blurts it out, he feels so fucking guilty for making you cry, it fucking devastates him and all he can say in that moment is how much he loves you and how sorry he is.
or perhaps in a causal domestic moment? matty is dancing around the kitchen like an idiot whilst cooking breakfast, singing with the spatula, and thrusting dramatically into mid-air, making his way over to you. Completely enamoured and filled with domestic bliss, you just say, "I love you, you idiot"
maybe matty plans a big romantic date, pulls all the moves. It's a big anniversary, and he's decided he just needs to tell you he loves you. It's eating him up, not to say it all the time. every time you laugh, every time you get embarrassed and that red flush takes over your face and chest, and especially when he turns over in the morning and watches you sleep. the way your hair fans are out and you sleep with your mouth slightly open, small snores escaping. God, he's whipped.
or maybe he tells one of the boys and you overhear?? or one of the boys tells you that matty loves you and you're like "👁👄👁 huh" and they're just like "OH GOD DONT TELL MATTY I SAID THAT OH NO I-"
or is it another scenario!?!?!? I have no idea what do we think? <3333
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wisdomnynaeve · 8 months
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Wheel of Time S2 Countdown Day 2- Favorite Costume
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blue-lock-rocky · 2 years
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charlie-bradcherry · 9 months
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I’m imagining the Book of Life being more of a threat in season 3 since it basically sounded a lot worse but barely meant anything in the end.
So I’m just calling it now. What if Aziraphale finds out Metatron had been manipulating him back to Heaven, turned him into an archangel so that there could be balance in Heaven yet again. What if he was ready to leave, say
“This is not what you said, this isn’t what I signed up for at all! I wanted to do good, fix a world that suffers on the daily, not… whatever this is. I’m afraid I was rather wrong about all of this… I refuse. I’m leaving.”
“You can leave now, betray your devotion to God a second time... But remember, Aziraphale, choosing to disobey the rules of Heaven again, causing any more disturbance in the Great plan means drastic measures will be taken. That is to say… it would be a shame if your broken promise would give me no choice but to erase your demonic boyfriend from existence by writing his name in the book of Life?”
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orbeavariegata · 1 year
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Hey Marvel, can we get a miniseries about my two favourite idiot Sokovians
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pretty please
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unhingedgoat · 10 months
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plot twist, Cellbit's sleeper agent thing has been activated some days ago and he's actually pushing Forever to go so hard during the elections so he isolates himself from his friends during the entire presidential process, then gets elected and Cellbit is right by his side to offer advice that actually comes from the Federation itself, making Forever a puppet without him even knowing because why wouldn't he trust Cellbit, he helped him so much! and that'd be one eggs' protectors less to worry about for the Federation, giving them time to use ElQuackity, Cellbit and who knows what/who else to fulfill their goals
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biankacarver · 2 years
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How fun would it be That in a desperate attempt to make Guillermo stay and not to leave with Freddie Nandor offers to turn him right there and then/reminds him if he leaves he’ll never become a vampire But Guillermo just shakes his head and says he doesn’t even want to anymore. He has seen the “life” of a vampire, empty and meaningless as it is and that the supernatural world is not what he was imagining it to be. He has seen how the familiars are treated and thrown away without care and he can’t let himself become something like that. And he closes the door and leaves the house. And Nandor just stands there, no leverage, no allure, nothing he can hold over him to stay. And for the first time in his life, Nandor will have to fight to get Guillermo back on his own.
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roughentumble · 2 months
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wish these episodes werent so gatdamn Long. watching on hulu w/ ads makes it kind of a slog wrt episode length. i wish that each episode was two episodes.
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huanted-dennys · 4 months
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got a little idea chewin it’s way through my skull
got a lil “oh no blorbo is dying” worm crawling through my head
got a small bitty “oh he is actually incredibly traumatized” bug makin a nest in my brain cage
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