selfless_love
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Prepare to suffer (the worst here)...
This originally started as a small request on Tumblr, which was never meant to grow into a full-fledged fanfic series.
For context, I’m including the original request and my response — after which I was asked to write the reunion.Request:
What would the LaDS do if MC just had enough of the whole secret keeping/manipulation/stalking/controlling behavior and ran away? Like she made sure all of the ways they're keeping tabs on her don't work anymore, secretly leaves to live elsewhere, and never comes back? Like she's GONE gone and can't be found.My response to request (see in notes)
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- Part 4 of After you, there was nothing
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“Get up,” he ordered.
You hesitated.
“Did I stutter?”
You obeyed if only to hope he would talk to you, huffing as you stood up, a hip popped out as you tapped your fingertips across your forearm, hands laced under your chest.
With a mere twitch of his hand, the familiar press of his power manifested. Your wrists were drawn together above your head, suspended in place by a gravitational field that was imperceptible yet inescapable. Your legs, too, were manipulated, gently parted, your feet gliding across the floor until you were standing exposed, restrained but untouched.
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Tom Riddle is a frightening coil of darkness, cruelty, and greatness, and changing him is Harry’s only hope for saving people he loves. Going back in time, he takes Tom from the orphanage, but his optimism shatters with every year they spend together.
Tom still longs for darkness. Tom stifles him in his possessiveness. Tom is fixated on him to the point of destroying the world just to keep him.
But Harry loves him. And the future changes.
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Fics for Rellana and Messmer, can be read as standalones or otherwise.
Most of my writing is based on the lore, the rest is entirely delusional.
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21 Oct 2024
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A thin layer of cinder rests upon Messmer’s cheek. Rellana rides behind him, her horse cladded in pale blue steel. It is the only glimmer amidst the swirling smoke and slithers of red-black fire.
Messmer has long sought Mother’s approval— through blood, ash and lifetimes of hurt. He finds his comforts elsewhere.
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- Part 7 of Moon and fire