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nathaniel, neil, nathaniel, neil. andrew flips the two names around in his head like tossing a coin. heads or tails, the coin always comes up abram. nathaniel and neil are two sides of the same coin; forged in a dark basement, in musty hotel rooms, on the exy court. both hate sweets, love to run, to talk back any chance they get.

some days, the coin lands on nathaniel. jack makes one too many comments at practice and neil - no, nathaniel - has him on the ground, raquet to his neck in an instant. he can't hear what the strikers are saying but through the grate of the helment, andrew sees nathaniel's smile.

others, it lands on neil. andrew finds neil and matt splayed out on the couch, three movies deep into a "pop culture lesson". neil motions for andrew to sit and absently cards his fingers through the blond's hair. matt hides his grin in his sleeve.

but abram; he runs to andrew after each winning game to tap sticks, he sits each friday in columbia, talking about escape routes for an alien invasion, he keeps ice cream in the freezer and cigarettes in his backpocket.

heads or tails, doe or minyard, doe or minyard.

doe was made and unmade in california. 13 homes, 13 film reels constantly playing in the back of his mind, each scene driving the cuts deeper and deeper. andrew doe learns the danger of wanting and vows to keep everyone out.

minyard went to juvie for his brother. he crashed the car to keep him safe. he spent years on medication that sent him up up up to protect his cousin. minyard guards himself with knives sharper than his glare; he protects those that are his and fuck anyone else.

heads or tails, the coin starts to come up drew.

it starts small; quick grins in columbia at neil; shared dinners with aaron that don't end in a fight; something like excitment in his stomach before an exy game. when neil is hanging out with the upperclassman, he stays.

heads or tails; the coin lands on growth

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i don't think people understand how hard it is not to ship tomarry / harrymort because what do you mean they're borderline canonically soulmates. what do you mean they're PROPHESIED to each other. what do you mean they're literal parallels, had the same childhood circumstances but turned out the exact opposite. what do you mean harry's the embodiment of the light side and tom's the embodiment of the dark even though they're so, so similar. what do you mean they both have common names even though they themselves are anything but common. what do you mean they have uncountable amount of bible references that apply strictly to them, what do you mean harry makes sure to mention tom's the handsomest in the room whenever he sees him and apparently likes their connection. what do you mean their wands share the core of the same phoenix and therefore literally can't kill each other even if they wanted to. what do you mean harry wanted to gave him another chance despite everything he's done, what do you mean tom offered him his hand, what do you mean harry killed tom at the same age except the order of the numbers is reversed. what do you mean harry's eyes are the same colour as tom's favourite unforgivable (avada) AND the colour of his house, what do you mean TOM'S eyes are the colour of harry's favourite defence spell (expelliarmus) and the colour of his house. WHAT DO YOU MEAN THEY ARE EACH OTHER'S OTHER HALF. WHAT DO YOU MEAN HARRY IS LITERALLY TOM'S SOUL??? 😭

NOT TO MENTION THESE THINGS AREN'T EVEN FANON LIKE...? lmk if i missed something though.

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Voldemort craves. He craves pain. Craves flesh and blood. He craves power. He craves to be big. Great. Dangerous. Feared. Remembered. For his name to be burned in the minds of all whom ever cross his path. He hungers. There is a hollow in his chest. The matron at the orphanage where he grew up told him once. Told him he would never ever love or be loved, told him he was heartless. Tom didn’t think she knew how right she was. Voldemort hungers. He hungers for what he could not have. So he hunts. He hunts death, Hunts blood and hunts fear. He hunts power. And he craves. Craves to fill the void in his chest. His very soul. Fill it with blood and death and fear. Fill it with power. Reasoning it would appease the hunger. It did not. Lord Voldemort hungers. He craves love to fill the void in his chest, love that he did not know, could not feel, would never have. He hungers for Harry, who would fit perfectly in the abyss in his soul. Harry who could love the man that told him to die for a world that only ever brought him pain. Harry that could not love him.

He craves. He hungers. He hunts.

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Its taking form guys.

Im kind of elaborating a tomarry fic in my head and ironically enough i cant think of how they would get together. Like convive enough to actually fall in love and all. I can only think of plot but i want to write a romance. Taking place in harrys seventh year with no time travel and no dark harry or dumbledore bashing. Any ideas? Im thinking of harry being in hogwarts or horcrux hunting. Its not decided yet.

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Had to make a meme to describe me currently

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Im kind of elaborating a tomarry fic in my head and ironically enough i cant think of how they would get together. Like convive enough to actually fall in love and all. I can only think of plot but i want to write a romance. Taking place in harrys seventh year with no time travel and no dark harry or dumbledore bashing. Any ideas? Im thinking of harry being in hogwarts or horcrux hunting. Its not decided yet.

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reblog if you’ve read fanfictions that are more professional, better written than some actual novels. I’m trying to see something

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I have soooo many thoughts on how large the teeth by MotherMaidenCrone, a lot of the hidden symbolizing and my interpretations on the connections with the songs whose lyrics the titles were chosen and the whole pomegranate thing. I was wrecked when i read it but im seriously thinking in reading it again and analyzing everything, and maybe posting some in here.

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how large the teeth by mothermaidencrone is my roman empire

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Neil is the most unserious character like what do you mean you develop a secondhand nicotine addiction purely because you want to remember the smell of your moms burning corpse

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Literally me after finishing from the sidelines

the aftg fandom:

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Just finished from the sidelines and MANN it was already sad enough the way that it is so NO WAY IN FUCKING HELL ILL READ THE FUCKING SEQUEL OUTLINE OR WHATEVER. Boy I literally cried so many times reading it that i dont even know if i like it or not honestly.

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Just finished reading chapter 11, bakugos pov, of fts and im literally speechless. BOYY IM SO SAAADD MY POOR BOY DIDNT EVEN REALIZED HE WAS IN LOVEEE, AND EVERYBODY TELLING HIM HE WASNT CAPABLE OF LOVING. mannn i swear i dont even know what to think anymore im just sad.

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Just finished chapters 10 of fts and OMGG IT LITERALLY MADE ME DEPRESSED ITS SOO SADDD IM DEVASTED. POOR BOYYSSS

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Just finished chapters 9 of fts and BOYYY THE AUTHOR WOKE UP AND CHOOSE VIOLENCE. mann did that hurt.