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  1. Public Bookmark 51

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    take my hand, i'm not lying.

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    09 Jul 2019

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    I'm fully convinced more than half of this story went above my head but it was amazing anyway

  2. Public Bookmark 6

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    Neutral ending Undertale fics, with death, angst, hope, and shippiness.

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    02 Jul 2019

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    It's illegal to make me cry so many times

  3. Public Bookmark 70

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    The first time someone asked her if she had children, she’d paused, taken by surprise. Of course not. Not yet. It took time, didn’t it? She stopped noticing the question after a while. “No, not yet,” she’d respond, with a small smile of anticipation.

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    29 Apr 2019

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    “I’m so proud of you, my nephew.” Uncle cups Zuko’s face in his lined hand. The gesture is so tender, his palm so warm, that Zuko has to take a fortifying breath against the sudden swell of emotion in his chest.

    “I want to be a good leader, Uncle,” Zuko says. “I want to look after my people.”

    “You will,” Uncle says. “You are, nephew.”

     

    In a new era of peace, Zuko works to be a very different Fire Lord than his forefathers. Based on this tumblr post.

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    24 Apr 2019

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    Molly tried her best. When Harry had told them, Arthur had asked excitedly, "is this a Muggle thing?" Hermione had hurried out a "no!" and a frantic history of gender diversity in the wizarding world.

    "It's just that I'm a girl," Harry had said, and Arthur had nodded and asked her about how telephone booths worked. He would call her by the right pronouns until the day he died at the respectable old age of one hundred and thirty three, and he would make it seem easy.

    But Molly had to try. Hermione explained things faster and higher-pitched every time Molly messed up a pronoun. Molly frowned and muttered and put extra potatoes on Harry's plate at breakfast. Harry slept in Ron's room, which didn't bother either of them but which made Hermione scowl.

    Harry got boxes of sweets and warm hugs, as Molly chewed things over. For her fifteenth Christmas, the Weasley sweater she would receive would be a bright, friendly, terrible pink.

    The next time Harry visited, Molly put her on Ginny's floor to sleep-- for some definition of sleep that involved Hermione hissing threats at three in the morning if Harry and Ginny didn't "shut up about Wronski feints, do you know what time it is."

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