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Burgundy (not Maroon) by Eggplant_Crusader
Fandoms: Wednesday (TV 2022), Addams Family - All Media Types
01 Nov 2022
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They're driving each other insane. It can't last. One of these days, one of them will surely kill the other.
Enid wants to avoid that.
Wednesday can't wait.
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“If I can do this while were not yet dating,” Tom kisses him again, making Harry whimper. “Then what exactly can I do to you when we are dating?”
Knot me senseless, Harry thought. But he smiled sweetly at Tom first. “Why don’t you find out for yourself, Alpha?”
In which everyone thinks Tom Riddle is perfect, and Tom Riddle proves it.
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- Part 9 of Welcome to the Candy Store
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Harry Potter-Black was NOT dating Tom Riddle. Why did nobody believe him, particularly Tom Riddle himself?
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Harry and Tom are Animagus, Tom decides that Harry is his, and Harry is ready to fight everyone until he isn't. Damned handsome Slytherins.Translation in Russian by RavenMortemir <3
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Hands up, it's a hold up by asterismal (asterisms)
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
26 Apr 2018
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“You know, you’re pretty morally ambiguous for a hero,” Harry says as he watches Tom set one of the would-be robbers on fire. He’d protest or maybe put the fire out himself, but the man was about to stab him, so he thinks he’s got the higher ground here.
Tom takes a step back to observe his handiwork, looking far too smug for Harry’s peace of mind. “Oddly enough, you’re not the first person to say that to me.”
“Wow. Shocker.”
A superhero au featuring Harry Potter, reluctant super-villain, and Tom Riddle, the city's favorite hero.
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Harry looked at the small, ugly thing, a dark blotch on the white surroundings.
“I can go back.” He repeated the words, unable to believe it - not really sure what to even do with the information yet - but he found he couldn’t look away from the mottled creature under the bench.
“Yes.”
There was only a moment of hesitation, but it was enough.
“Where else can I go?”