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Pointless Notes by B0nk3rs
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Sherlock (TV), Merlin (TV), Dear Evan Hansen - Pasek & Paul/Levenson, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, The Umbrella Academy (TV), Homestuck
14 Jan 2022
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Welcome to the inside of my notebook. This is a place where my characters get away from me and OCs have little purpose. Merlin, Harry Potter, Avengers, Sherlock, Dear Evan Hansen, Boku no Hero Academia and more!
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Dried Sunflowers by B0nk3rs
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
18 Jun 2020
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Life's hard when you're All Might's daughter in public and in private you're the quirkless classmate.
Izuku does their best.
#tfw you're a celebrity in the streets and a gender non-conforming anarchist in the sheets.
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Someone from our world is reborn into the fire nation while everything starts to get better. But like all good things, it gets a lot worse before it gets better.
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- Part 1 of 2020 Vision
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There are eight daemons in the house but not everything without a soul doesn't have one
And sometimes things with souls, clearly don't.Series
- Part 5 of Bored of Being Nameless
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To the Victor by B0nk3rs
Fandoms: 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia
29 Jan 2020
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In five years your life goes to shit. You didn't have friends but you had someone on your side. You were doing well in school. There was a decent chance that you'd be able to get into your dream school. You should be able to get a job when you finish school. Your dream school is basically the start of a guaranteed career.
Five years later you're going to marry that asshole who hates your guts to be his housewife while he has your dream job.
What the hell happened?
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Bored of Being Nameless by B0nk3rs
Fandom: The Umbrella Academy (Comics), The Umbrella Academy (TV)
06 Mar 2020
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Some Hargreeves-centric ideas
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House Mooton is an old and respected house founded before the time of Petty Kings and forever lying in their holding, Maidenpool.
Eleanor Mooton inherites the Ladyship of House Mooton after the second brother of two months dies in a hunting accident in the middle of Robert’s Rebellion. She is quite put upon about this.
(alternately: local reincarnation unfortunately becomes important due to the universe’s own fuckery. she should’ve ran to essos the second she realized where she was. also, where the fuck did all these kids come from??)
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(slow to update most of the time, dw, if it were abandoned i’d put it on the description)
6/13/22: currently rewriting several chapters, if you spot a inconsistency between them keep that in mind.- Language:
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29 Jun 2022
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biggering by TheOneKrafter
House Mooton is an old and respected house founded before the time of Petty Kings and forever lying in their holding, Maidenpool.
Eleanor Mooton inherites the Ladyship of House Mooton after the second brother of two months dies in a hunting accident in the middle of Robert’s Rebellion. She is quite put upon about this.
(alternately: local reincarnation unfortunately becomes important due to the universe’s own fuckery. she should’ve ran to essos the second she realized where she was. also, where the fuck did all these kids come from??)
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(slow to update most of the time, dw, if it were abandoned i’d put it on the description)
6/13/22: currently rewriting several chapters, if you spot a inconsistency between them keep that in mind. -
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“Oh, Ursa.” A hand, decorated with fine bands of silver and entwined gold, caressed her cheek. It was warm. “Your Aunt Walburga and I are having tea. I cannot attend you at all times.”
“I don’t understand why you just won’t let the house-elves take care of her, Druella.” Said Walburga, not unkindly.
Her heart seemed to catch in her throat as she stilled. Anna reversed the conversation in her head silently, mulling over the frequent use of certain names as a sick sense of dread welled up over her. Oh no, she thought with the desperation of a dying (dead?) man.
The woman rolled her eyes out of sight of Walburga, turning back to the woman with an exasperated stare. “My grandmother hand-raised my mother, and my mother hand-raised me. It’s a tradition.”
“Your grandmother was a half-blood,” Walburga said airily, but there was a sneer in her voice that would have rattled steel.
Oh, fuck, Anna stared up in desolation.
Or, alternatively, death isn't final and souls are reduced, reused and recycled.
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- Part 1 of OHTMF
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22 Jun 2022
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oh, how the mighty fall by wufflles
“Oh, Ursa.” A hand, decorated with fine bands of silver and entwined gold, caressed her cheek. It was warm. “Your Aunt Walburga and I are having tea. I cannot attend you at all times.”
“I don’t understand why you just won’t let the house-elves take care of her, Druella.” Said Walburga, not unkindly.
Her heart seemed to catch in her throat as she stilled. Anna reversed the conversation in her head silently, mulling over the frequent use of certain names as a sick sense of dread welled up over her. Oh no, she thought with the desperation of a dying (dead?) man.
The woman rolled her eyes out of sight of Walburga, turning back to the woman with an exasperated stare. “My grandmother hand-raised my mother, and my mother hand-raised me. It’s a tradition.”
“Your grandmother was a half-blood,” Walburga said airily, but there was a sneer in her voice that would have rattled steel.
Oh, fuck, Anna stared up in desolation.
Or, alternatively, death isn't final and souls are reduced, reused and recycled.
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It takes time to process the memories, but by the time Kankuro becomes a student at the Sunagakure Academy, he's certain he knows: he's in the Naruto universe, a village away, and he's standing next to a ticking time bomb at all times. One that he has an unfortunate urge to hug and tuck in for bed.
Well, at least he gets to indulge in his inner theater kid with the whole puppet thing. That's a bonus. If he can just manage to wait out the worst of it, he might even become strong enough to make a difference in the upcoming war.
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08 Jun 2022
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Glass Marionette by Haunted_Frost
It takes time to process the memories, but by the time Kankuro becomes a student at the Sunagakure Academy, he's certain he knows: he's in the Naruto universe, a village away, and he's standing next to a ticking time bomb at all times. One that he has an unfortunate urge to hug and tuck in for bed.
Well, at least he gets to indulge in his inner theater kid with the whole puppet thing. That's a bonus. If he can just manage to wait out the worst of it, he might even become strong enough to make a difference in the upcoming war.
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“I’m sorry,” he says, and you nod; you stopped accepting the apologies a long time ago, and he seems to realize it. He says them anyways- you think he has to.
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19 May 2022
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Lazarus to Judas by RadioMoth
“I’m sorry,” he says, and you nod; you stopped accepting the apologies a long time ago, and he seems to realize it. He says them anyways- you think he has to.
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"Vulcan is not Shikhar anymore than Earth is San Francisco. Everyone knows this, and is quick to acknowledge it when it is pointed out. It is in general conversation that the nuance is lost."
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19 May 2022
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Cultural Nuances by sixbeforelunch
"Vulcan is not Shikhar anymore than Earth is San Francisco. Everyone knows this, and is quick to acknowledge it when it is pointed out. It is in general conversation that the nuance is lost."