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The forbidden fruit is meant to taste sweetest of them all.
Lelouch wonders if that's why it happened. If that's why the consequences have landed on him, some months later. But he has only half real memories of that time and can only guess, make assumptions, until the time comes he remembers it all...
But the taste was bittersweet, he's sure of it, even if the fruits of that are so easily loved by him.
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- Part 2 of R2 Deviations
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It still cramped for every step he took, this new and tender organ, as Harry walks to his death, to the imprisoned monster, not as the jailer he's been for the past year, not even as the prophesied enemy, the bitter rival to the defeated Dark Lord, but as death's bride, tasked with gathering the seed of his enemy in his tender womb, nurture a life.
𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘢𝘮 𝘐 𝘥𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨?
Seduce the imprisoned Dark Lord into spilling his seed in Harry’s magically grown womb to bind them to each other under the magical laws of marriage—a surer prison than any cage, jail, or fortress.
𝘏𝘰𝘸 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘧𝘶𝘤𝘬 𝘪𝘴 𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵?
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according to the prophecy, Voldemort can only die by Harry Potter's hands but Harry cannot use the Killing curse. The ministry improvises with a.... unique solution.
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14 Dec 2025
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Harry Potter, 23, omega, menace.
Voldemort, 130, looks 30, acts 300, a sweet old man who looks like sin, thinks forehead kisses are risqué.
Harry’s plan?
Seduce the nation’s hottest retired alpha using elder care, joint tonic, and strategic pie placement.
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Will tried to swallow down the last of his fear, but his throat felt like sandpaper.
“Take me.”
Those milky eyes fixed on him, and a warped brow lifted, as if asking him to repeat himself.
Even though the cold seeped into him, like he was drifting backwards into a freezer, Will didn’t take the way out.
“Take me,” he repeated, his voice still shaky, but he held Vecna’s gaze. “Take me instead of Holly. I’ll come to you. I won’t fight. Just finish it already.”
Vecna was silent for a long, agonizing moment, but then, a smile curled across his twisted face.
“Deal.”---
Will offers himself to Vecna in exchange for Holly’s safety.
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05 Dec 2025
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“Don’t you remember?” Lucas asked softly. “When we were kids? Like, sixth grade. We all said we’d be in each other’s weddings.” He chuckled. “And Mike called dibs on being my best man, and then you and Dustin started freaking out, because you were both gonna call dibs, so I said you could all do it. Remember? I need all my best men.”
Will puffed out his cheeks, running a hand through his hair. He already hadn’t lived up to that twice now. He’d missed Dustin’s wedding, he hadn’t even been invited to Mike’s (not that he’d expected to be.) This was his last shot.
And something about it seemed final. If he missed this, then that was it. He had no doubt they’d still try to reach out, but it wouldn’t be the same. He would’ve broken something he couldn’t fix.
He sighed.
“Okay.”
Ten years after the end of the world, Lucas and Max get married.
It's a mess.
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- Part 1 of To Hold Onto and Treasure
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02 Dec 2025