sweeteststoriestoreread
Collection of works I’ve read over and over again
These make me feel wholesome and silly and somewhat strongly about life
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“Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”
“Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside, now”.
And Lily Potter stepped aside.
Voldemort stared at her.
“... Is this some sort of trick?” he asked softly.
“No". Her voice was flat, lifeless. “You already killed James... If you let me live, then you can have Harry”.
Voldemort’s lip curled - not in amusement, but disgust. His own mother had died for him. Pathetic, yes, sentimental and foolish - but she had chosen to die so that he could live. Lily Potter wasn’t even choosing to care. Surely the child of prophecy deserved a better mother than this! Even he could give the boy to a better family to be raised right!
Voldemort slowly reached down and picked up the child.
He was still staring at him. He was still oddly silent. His eyes were still the colour of the Killing curse and brimming with power.
Yes, Voldemort decided, that was exactly what he’d do.
"You belong to me now" he whispered.
And with a crack like thunder, he turned on the spot, vanishing into the night.Or, the one where Harry Potter is raised by the Lestranges and it goes more or less how you would expect.
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Levi—Erwin’s gaze is pulled down to his deathly face by a force much stronger than even his own convictions. He’s more pale than he was just minutes ago. The only slight sign of life he’s clinging onto is his tired sips of air. At a glance, he looks dead.
But he isn’t. Not yet.
I can save him.
I have to.
It has to work. It just must. He chants this in his mind. It just has to.
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OR: Reverse RtS where Levi is the one who needs the syringe and the (mostly lighthearted because I refuse to write heavy angst) events that follow.
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- Part 5 of Eruri
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Tom Riddle loves: money, power, being spoiled, murdering people he hates, cigarettes, magic, topping men twice his age and fried bacon.
Tom Riddle hates: his boss Lord Charles Bancroft, the mold that grows in his flat, the Ministry of Magic, the rich, useless people, purebloods and useless rich purebloods working for the Ministry of Magic.Harry Potter loves: drinking, flying on his broom,
murdering dark wizards, cigarettes, his friends, bottoming for twinks half his age, his owl Hedwig and spoiling people.
Harry Potter hates: useless rich purebloods working for the Ministry of Magic, having his socks touch something wet, cold beds, injustice, bureocracy, fame and when his glasses become dirty even if he doesn't touch them.What else is there to say?
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Getting grabbed around the ankle at the last second by a screaming Uncle Vernon? Not great.
Kicking Vernon in the face while Fred shouted, “Floor it!”, thus resulting in the Dursley patriarch falling out a window?
Genuinely a top 10 moment in Harry’s life.
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After dying and being thrown back into his 11 year-old body with limited access to his memories from his past life, Harry's had to get by with only his ever-present sense of deja-vu to keep him from making the same choices (and mistakes) as he did before. But now that he's more connected than ever with his sixth-sense, the barriers that kept his past from him are breaking down. Dreams and visions are bombarding him more frequently, and just in time. The Chamber of Secrets has been opened, and as his deja-vu brain keeps saying, "It's not happening like it did last time."Series
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Tom Riddle decides to take over the world. His first stop is the Quidditch World Cup.
(A sequel to consumption.)
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- Part 2 of consumption
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“Not Harry, not Harry, please not Harry!”
“Stand aside, you silly girl… stand aside, now”.
And Lily Potter stepped aside.
Voldemort stared at her.
“... Is this some sort of trick?” he asked softly.
“No". Her voice was flat, lifeless. “You already killed James... If you let me live, then you can have Harry”.
Voldemort’s lip curled - not in amusement, but disgust. His own mother had died for him. Pathetic, yes, sentimental and foolish - but she had chosen to die so that he could live. Lily Potter wasn’t even choosing to care. Surely the child of prophecy deserved a better mother than this! Even he could give the boy to a better family to be raised right!
Voldemort slowly reached down and picked up the child.
He was still staring at him. He was still oddly silent. His eyes were still the colour of the Killing curse and brimming with power.
Yes, Voldemort decided, that was exactly what he’d do.
"You belong to me now" he whispered.
And with a crack like thunder, he turned on the spot, vanishing into the night.Or, the one where Harry Potter is raised by the Lestranges and it goes more or less how you would expect.
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It seemed Will had a nice view of his new neighbor’s backyard, pool included, and a very nice view of the man about to use it. Older, but no less fit and hot for it, maybe hotter because of his age. Even with nothing but a tiny speedo on, he looked distinguished; his body lightly muscled and toned all over, his thighs flexing before he dove into the pool, parting the water and swimming just beneath the surface like a goddamn merman.
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What if Hannibal never consulted for the FBI and they met on their way to a forensic psychology conference instead?
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“Are you headed to LA for business or pleasure,” he asked.
Will was relieved to see that the rude man’s shoulders were pointed toward the aisle seat. After perhaps a second too long, the man on the aisle said “neither” in a neutral, clipped way. And Will detected an accent somewhere in the word – the r was much softer than an American might say it. “I am not going to LA at all, merely transferring planes.”
“Are you headed to Hawaii for that CSI conference then?”
“CSI…” the man replied, confused but with no real curiosity behind the prompt.
“Well the stewardess said something about a forensics conference.”
“Ah yes,” came the velvety voice, “forensic psychology. Yes, I am attending that conference.”
“So what is that then, forensic psychology?”
“It’s the study of humans – why they do what they do.” The man paused for a moment, then added, somewhat pointedly: “Specifically, why they kill.”
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Provenance by drinkbloodlikewine, whiskeyandspite for trythisoutchiki
Fandoms: Hannibal (TV)
09 Sep 2015
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Will blinks, slow. He glances to either side of himself, past exposed brick and reclaimed wooden floors, past steel fittings holding up tables marked ‘no laptops’ with carefully calligraphed signs and the wiry bulbs burning dim in light fixtures above. He looks at the young man behind him, who doesn’t notice past his phone and his earbuds, and finally Will turns back to the barista.
Baristo?
Coffee-monger?
Fuck it.
“Just coffee,” Will repeats again, slower.
A delightful AU about a rare book dealer, an owner of a high-end coffee shop, and murder. This does involve Hannibal Lecter, after all.
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First problem: He doesn’t know how he got here. Chilton’s car, likely, but he doesn’t have keys in his pocket, and there’s no sign of any vehicle at all.
Second problem: He also doesn’t know the extent of the carnage between here and the BSHCI, or even, with any real certainty (a lie, that’s a lie, isn’t he finished lying to himself?), that he caused it, which means he has no idea how quickly or easily law enforcement will find him.
Together, those problems leave him with very little to formulate an escape plan.
What he does have, though, is a gun and access to Hannibal Lecter’s house.
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There’s something wrong with Will Graham. Missing time, strange injuries he can’t explain, and six dead BSHCI employees. But that’s fine; he’s on Hannibal Lecter’s doorstep with a gun. The answers can’t be far off.
Sequel to all of history [deleted with one stroke], but can be read stand-alone.
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- Part 2 of invisible to all/the mind becomes a wall