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    Tom Riddle is a gifted teen with a personality disorder. He’s going to rule the world one day. Harry Potter is an extremely angry transfer student, or at least that’s what Tom believes.

    A time travel fic set in the 1940’s Hogwarts, written from Tom’s point of view.

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    10 Aug 2025

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    "You can go if you want,” Tom says with a trembling voice and picks up the Snitch. “We can go."
    i actually sobbed at the end, so beautiful omg harry keeping the cloak for him

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    England cannot count the number of times he and France have fallen into bed after battles, angry and biting and clawing and snapping. France is a destructive tendency himself, composed of a million of them - smoke and wine and sex. Somehow, when he puts his hands on England’s waist, it does not burn away the anger anymore. Somewhere along the way, maybe in the trenches or maybe afterwards, in that dark little room in Paris, France’s kisses turned sweet again, gentle along the lines of England’s jaw, his neck, his arms.

    Or - France and England, 1066 to 1994.

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    20 Jun 2024

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    guys i dont think you understand this is the fruk bible

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    "I’m in love, Mattie.”

    “You’re at war."

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    Alfred has been in love with Ivan since the very beginning.

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    21 Oct 2023

    Bookmarker's Notes

    ive reread this countless times, so beautiful
    “I think you have a bias,” Matthew says.
    “No,” Alfred says, pausing to look over his shoulder at Matthew, “I think I’m the only one who looked at him without one.”