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Sweater Weather (2024) by dreamykrimi
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)
30 Mar 2024
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The one-shot series Sweater Weather, revised and polished as a chapter fic! Posting on Fridays!
This fic takes place after the Hosu arc and skips straight to the kids moving into the dorm. This is my fun little interim AU wherein the kids get to deal with their emotional baggage and interpersonal drama without having to actively fight for their lives, at least for a little while. Sweater Weather is 100% a self indulgent comfort fic, diving right into all the classic tropes of mutual pining and hurt/comfort. It started off as a series of one-shots, but as the chapters go it becomes more detailed and cohesive. I hope it makes you feel cozy!
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Midoriya Izuku has a hoodie that he wears all the time in the dorms, and Shouto is suddenly and irreversibly gay. A collection of domestic moments of Shouto settling in to dorm life with his classmates.
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"The hoodie is still soft under his fingers, but beneath it is nothing but defined muscle. Shouto’s hand grasps at Izuku’s hip where a waistband just barely meets the edge of a shirt; if lets his thumb twitch just a little, he can feel the skin there, warm and alive beneath the pads of his fingers."
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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.
“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.”
Now with Chinese, Korean, Russian and Portugese translations, and featuring art by Mona and Hypnodisc!
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- Part 4 of Tomarrymort Stories
- Part 3 of Daddymort
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The Itoshi brothers had always been too close, closer than they should have been, until one day they stopped being that way.
Instead of worrying, their parents were relieved, not thinking about how twisted their relationship was, much less that their eldest son was dating someone else just to forget his younger brother.
Rin and Sae loved each other, each in their own way. As much as they wanted to avoid it, they couldn't. Not when they had promised to be one their whole lives, not when they swore to be each other's only one.
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- Part 3 of If there is an endless love
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There were many times when Nagi himself wondered what he did to deserve Reo's love. He still wasn't quite sure what love was, too. He couldn't understand why people kiss, hug, and say sappy things to each other and then claim people don't love each other if and when they don't do those things.
But for Reo's sake, he tries to. He'd try anything.
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At the brink of death, Eren faces Ymir—an unpredictable force beyond time. Instead of an ending, she grants him a chance to reweave the threads of his destiny, entrusting him with the power of the Coordinate as her successor.
Haunted by the past and desperate to save those he lost, he walks the path of a rewritten fate—one that may demand both redemption and destruction.Meanwhile, Levi is plagued by vivid dreams of a long-haired stranger—visions that feel less like memories and more like warnings. Drawn into a labyrinth of secrets, he searches for answers, unaware that each step brings him closer to an unseen war.
As time bends to their choices, the threads of their lives tighten, weaving a future where sacrifice, freedom, and fate pulse in every heartbeat.