RedbirdOnFire
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almost accidental (the way you live inside my head) by RedbirdOnFire
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
26 Dec 2025
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While your eyes are trained on Albus, you spare a glance at Severus. He watches the color in your iris, swirling and burning with all the rage you had left with.
"Why you?" Falls from his lips too fast.
"Ain't that the fucking question."
(or, the story of severus and you, starting at the middle. and the beginning.)
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It all starts with an old garage sale, and a doll.
(or, in which your feelings bleed into the world of barbieland, and ken finds you.)
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right now you're mine (all mine) by RedbirdOnFire
Fandoms: Heathers: The Musical - Murphy & O'Keefe, Heathers (1988)
26 Feb 2025
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His height was what you first noticed, even though you had been sitting on the floor. Tall, with a thick, dark duster jacket that hid most of the man. He had knelt down to get on your eye level, a completely neutral look on his face as he had eyed you up.
“Are you God?” You had muttered, head still running with adrenaline.
He’d chuckled with not an ounce of humor. “The name’s Jason.”
(or, you let jason into your life. he fits in quite nicely.)
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you’re the only one (one out of thousands) by RedbirdOnFire
Fandoms: モブサイコ100 | Mob Psycho 100
06 Nov 2024
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There’s a little boy sitting by the swings. Someone approaches him, and he starts shaking. He tries to say a few words, but is quickly silenced with the grabbing of his collar. Then, he is left alone, without any lunch money. He sits on a swing, curls up, and you can’t tell if he’s crying, but you know he’s awfully sad.
He’s in the same grade as you, you’ve realized. You see him in the hallways, walking with his head held high. You wonder.
(or, you fall in love with reigen arataka twice.)
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to stop time in his tracks by RedbirdOnFire
Fandoms: Alice in Wonderland (Movies - Burton), Alice In Wonderland - Lewis Carroll
12 Jul 2023
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You peak, and you’re momentarily struck wordless. There’s a man there. Maybe it’s the way he dresses, pure black robes held so formally that he reeks power. Maybe it’s the way he walks, each step pounding against the metal floor. Or maybe it’s his eyes, a piercing blue against his snowfallen skin. Either way, you are frozen in his wake.
Then, he walks into his own wall, muttering about “Stupid me-shaped corridor” in a thick German accent, and you resist the urge to laugh at him
(or, how to fall in love with time himself)