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    Everything had gone to plan, Dumbledore had seen the end of the First Wizarding War. Certainly he had lost more than a few, but Harry Potter was still alive and well. He was currently tucked away in Surrey with his Muggle Family. He could contently wait for the boy to come of age now, and continue the last of the prophecy. Until an owl landed on his desk, providing him with the news he had not expected.

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    Regulus Black has survived so long on his cunning and ambition and wit. He wasn’t about to turn himself in to rot in prison, but a letter showing up to his family’s home peaked his curiosity. Who even knew he was still alive?

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    Regulus Black raising Harry Potter AU

    ~Mostly Canon Complaint~

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    Rated Mature: For Depictions of Violence, Torture, Implied Assaults etc.

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    We don’t support JKR here, my characters will be queer, non-binary, disabled and diverse and any hate will be deleted.

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    If you do not have anything kind to say please move on, this is a passion project in my free time and any hate in the comments will be deleted.

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    27 Mar 2023

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    Sirius studied Remus’ face. He was curious what he thought of all of this, the only one of them who didn’t have a mark– theoretically– and the only one with a muggle parent. Muggles didn’t get marks, he knew. If Remus’ parents were soulmates, then they wouldn’t know it. He wondered if there was a way to tell, though. If they could just feel it, somehow, even without the help of some magical fate.

    Because it seemed like something you would just know, just from being near someone, from being close enough to them, from being in the same space. Like their souls would attract like magnets or like water droplets traveling down a window, waiting to merge until the last moment when they realized they were on the same path, and then they’d become one.

    Was that fate, Sirius wondered?

    He realized Remus was staring back at him, his eyes puzzled and curious and warm.

    Sirius looked away first and didn’t look back, pushing down something heavy and impossible in his chest.

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    Or, the marauders soulmates au where your soulmate shares your scars in gold, and everyone is oblivious, pining, and/or in denial. Updates every sunday :)

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    27 Mar 2023

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    Peter couldn’t remember the last time he could just… breathe.

    Instead, he sits on the edge of an apartment building’s roof and rolls up the bottom of his mask, gulps in burning lungfuls of the unforgiving night air, and tugs his mask back on. Crime stops for no one, not even Spiderman.

    Or: May dies, and Peter devolves into homelessness and isolation. Past demons reappear, old wars are waged, and it feels like Peter has no one to turn to, not even Mr. Stark. Like always, Peter’s life gets better before it gets worse, and it gets worse before it gets better.

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    Nominated in the Best Multi-chapter Category in the Irondad Creator Awards 2023 :)

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    “We can strike a deal.” Dream offers. “You can spare the town.” It’s almost a plea, in the way he says it. 

    “I could.” The pirate says, Dream staring straight ahead with clenched fists. “I could leave the rest alive. I could go back on my ship, return to my captain, and leave you as you are.” 

    Wilbur leans closer to the ledge of the window, straining his ears to catch their voices, trying to see every single detail, since he might be the only one left in this building to witness it.

    “But.” The Blood God stops in his pacing, a wide grin on his face. “You have something he wants.” 

    He then lifts his chin up, looking straight at Wilbur.

    “Or someone.” 

    Wilbur freezes, the air in his lungs feeling stuck as he sees red. 

    (Or, Wilbur was stolen from his family as a baby to be used as a threat so that The Angel of Death, the world's most infamous pirate, could be kept at bay. But Phil's learnt how to gather together loyal crew, and now they've finally come to get back what belongs to him.)

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    04 May 2022