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  1. seasons of drabbles by

    Fandom Avatar: The Last Airbender, Captive Prince - C. S. Pacat, Spider-Man (Tom Holland Movies), Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, The Legend of Zelda: Breath of the Wild/Tears of the Kingdom, The Mandalorian (TV), The Murderbot Diaries - Martha Wells, The Pitt (TV), 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga), 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù

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  2. 48 flash by

    Fandom Avatar: The Last Airbender, Deadpool - All Media Types, Marvel Cinematic Universe, Percy Jackson and the Olympians & Related Fandoms - All Media Types, Rise of the Guardians (2012), Spider-Man - All Media Types, 天官赐福 - 墨香铜臭 | Tiān Guān Cì Fú - Mòxiāng Tóngxiù

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  4. trick or treat by

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  5. planet bnha by

    Fandom 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia, 僕のヒーローアカデミア | Boku no Hero Academia | My Hero Academia (Anime & Manga)

    21 Apr 2023

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    a lil collection of all the planet bnha exchange fics I've written :')

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    Lonely is the Night by

    Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types  

    10 Mar 2026

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    It was two years on from returning Leia to her adoptive parents on Alderaan, and it wasn't that Obi-Wan didn't think he deserved to be haunted by his former Padawan; he knew he very much did. But at least all his previous visions had had the decency to stay outside. And silent.

    Now Obi-Wan has an apparition of Darth Vader showing up in his home on Tatooine, standing over him in his kitchen, and sitting down with him at mealtimes. And, to make matters worse, he keeps saying the oddest things.

    Things like, "I'm sorry," and "I killed Emperor Palpatine," and "I handed the Imperial government over to Bail Organa in exchange for your address."

    Worst of all: "I love you, Obi-Wan."

    Crazy old wizard, indeed.

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    03 Mar 2026

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    Obi-Wan wouldn't mind dying, but he would hate for it to be slow and messy.

    *

    Obi-Wan's Anakin. Not the horrifying monster in black or the confused, yellow-eyed boy who'd tried to kill him. Not the person who had mercilessly cut down children or strangled a young father to death. Obi-Wan's Anakin had shone brightly in the Force and treated droids like they were people. He had sassed his Master and loved harder than anyone Obi-Wan had ever known.

    But that was part of the problem, wasn't it? In the end. Those hadn't been two separate people. The real Darth Vader was out there, right now, calling someone else Master and murdering indiscriminately because he had a fragile, easily broken heart and more connection to the Force than any one person should. Obi-Wan's heart was breaking for a boy who'd placed his unwavering, unshakeable faith in all the wrong people, all the wrong causes.

    *

    "Yes; yep; okay," Darth Vader said, and the door slid shut and all was quiet again. Obi-Wan bit his lip and tried not to think about how ridiculous the word 'yep' had sounded coming out of that fearsome, mechanical mask.

    *

    No, that wasn't fair. Obi-Wan deserved this. Obi-Wan deserved a vision of what was left of Anakin Skywalker, miserable and alone and desperate, because that's what he was. That's who Obi-Wan had made him to be. Anakin was trapped in a prison he and Obi-Wan had built together.

    *

    And maybe that was nothing more than his own wishful thinking. Obi-Wan was not, in fact, sure that the Force was going to allow them this. There were so, so many sentients in the galaxy who deserved happiness more than they did. So many more people who had caused far less hurt than either Obi-Wan or Anakin. Cosmically, it didn't make any logical sense.

    *

    The medical droids had had to break his ribs to do it, cracking open his chest cavity, and Anakin had been in so much pain afterward that he'd passed out the first time he'd coughed after surgery. But he kept on living, because Obi-Wan had asked him to.

    *

    Luke grinned back. "Hi, Ben!" he greeted cheerfully. "Thanks for bringing my dad to me."

    Obi-Wan found himself nearly choking back a sob as, first Luke, then Anakin, then Obi-Wan, took one hesitant step forward.

    "Luke," he said thickly, "you are so very welcome."

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    hope it hurts like you hurt me by

    Fandoms: Game Changers Series - Rachel Reid  

    21 Feb 2026

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    “Come on,” Comeau says. “Are we all just supposed to pretend it's normal that you’re still playing house with Ilya Rozanov?”

    “Gil—” J.J. says, but Shane doesn’t want him to finish that sentence, to pull Comeau gently off the ledge he’s steering himself toward. Shane wants to push him, kicking and screaming, to make them say it to his fucking face. That after all this time, they still hate him for the heinous crime of falling in love.

    “We’ve been married for two years,” Shane says. “I’m not sure that qualifies as playing house. I mean, it’s longer than you were with your first wife, isn’t it?”

    Or: Shane reunites with his former teammates at J.J.'s bachelor party. He's finally ready to say (and maybe punch) his piece.

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    Draco Malfoy and the Talon Brand by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    29 Nov 2020

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    A man is dead at Draco Malfoy's hands, and the consequences will reverberate for Sirius, for Harry, for the wizarding world entire, and, most of all, for Voldemort. It is not so easy, though, to forsake his parents and his old friends in Slytherin, as he is forced to choose what he will become and who he will leave behind. The only certainty left to Draco is his own power, which is becoming stronger and stranger and more and more dangerous.

    Almost as dangerous as how much he loves Harry Potter.

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    10 Feb 2026

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    "Yes, you have once again managed to beat up our fifteen-year-old ward, I'm so impressed," Remus deadpanned,

    *

    "Draco," Remus reminded him for the fiftieth time, "You know we're trying to wane you off the dark magic, sweetheart," and Draco made his most innocent, helpless face at him.

    *

    Harry was forbidden from spending the night with Draco, though he did end up coming up more nights before the trial, after nightmares. He seemed instinctively to seek out Draco, who generally had nothing more constructive to provide than making fun of him.

    *

    Harry had been smart to secure the promise before dropping the name. Some Slytherin in that one after all.

    *

    Draco felt his hair swing into Harry's face and rather smother it, but Harry didn't seem bothered.

    *

    Harry stared with interest as they went through the Auror cubicles. Father had used to threaten Draco with signing him up to become an Auror if he was too badly-behaved. He hadn't been able to imagine anything more undignified than running around as a common member of law enforcement.

    *

    Draco confined himself to a quick hug and whisper of "Bloody hell Luna it's you my favorite cousin I missed you so much wah Luna it's Luna" before he pulled her beside him, holding her hand on top of the table.

    *

    "Longbottom, you are dangerously close to losing your position as my favorite Gryffindor!"

    *

    He snorted out loud when Umbridge dropped the line, "Progress for progress's sake must be discouraged." She was less subtle than Father when it came to these things. She might as well have rented one of those neon Muggle signs to hang flashing over her head reading FASCISM FOR FUN AND PROFIT.

    *

    Draco dealt with the impending prospect of a Black Quill in the way best suited to his strengths: he cursed it.

    *

    "Which Greengrass?" Harry began to demand, incensed, while Draco marveled that Harry knew there were two of them. "Daphne or Astoria?"
    "You know their names?" Draco drawled. "Even the third-year one? Why, Harry, you are quite the connoisseur of Slytherins, aren't you?"

    *

    Neville laughed nervously before seeming to realize Draco meant it. Then, in an unexpected shock of warmth, Draco felt Neville's arm go around his shoulder. "You should," said Neville softly. "We need you, you know. I need you. All of us do. Harry most of all."
    "Because I have this fucking wand?" Draco snapped, looking up glaring. But his temper didn't make the skittish Neville pull back for once.
    "No," Neville said, with a very Gryffindorish faith in his eyes. "Because you're the one who makes us feel brave."

    *

    So their friend group split in two with predictable results. Draco got Luna and Hermione, and Harry got Ron and Neville, in an incredibly uneven distribution of brainpower.

    *

    "I love it," Harry said, "I love it so much, I can always find you in any room by this hair," fingers combing greedily through. "And I- I always wanna touch it. Can I pull it again?"
    "Yeah," Draco said softly. "Yeah, you can. Like the first time you kissed me..."

    *

    "You're not my enemy. You'll never be my enemy. And I'd walk through that fire again for you that proves it. Like I did before."

    *

    No one had ever kissed Draco like Harry did, like he was casting Legilimens with it and trying to force his way into Draco's head.

    *

    It was appalling selfishness, but it was hard to feel too bad about it, when not only he but Harry seemed happier than he had ever seen him in either timeline.

    *

    "I think," Draco said, clutching onto Luna's hand, "That I need to sit down."
    "Draco?" Luna asked anxiously. "Draco, what's wrong? Is it Harry? Should I send him away? Should I curse him for you?"

    *

    "Okay," Draco said, "Here are my demands to ensure a happy, healthy, congenial environment as dormmates where no one feels unloved or gets the Cruciatus curse cast on them in their sleep. One, none of you ever, ever lay hands or spells on any of my people again. That means Luna, Hermione, Ron, Harry, and Neville. Those five. Anyone else, fair game. Though I'll be pissed if you kill the Weasley twins. Ginny Weasley, have at her, go crazy-"

    *

    "Shut up," Harry groaned. "Why wouldn't I be possessive of you..." Draco tangled their tongues together, trying to breathe through his nose even as he got lightheaded. "You're so hard to hold onto," Harry gasped, and kept kissing him as if that could change it.

    *

    It made Draco melt, the casual presumptuousness in that gesture, like it was up to him to decide about how Draco's hair should be, whether he wanted it free to hold in his hands.

    *

    "Why have you decided to take them all?"
    "Keeps me busy. Makes Hermione happy," Draco muttered, which did not look an answer she'd been expecting.

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    Draco Malfoy and the Wheel of Hecate by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    30 Sep 2020

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    Whatever Draco does in the past, it seems he is unable to change much for the better. But he hasn't given up trying, and in the year where Voldemort rises again, he will stop at nothing to ensure he prevents it, leading him down a dangerous path. Standing in his way is not only the force of evil and the force of destiny, but the force of his own indecision, as he finds he can no longer share his secrets with his godfather, nor can he protect his beloved cousin Luna- and nor can he keep his feelings for Harry a secret any longer either. For better or for worse, the reckoning has come.

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    07 Feb 2026

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    "I can't believe you did this," Draco said wide-eyed, "You really are the best-"
    "Don't say it-"
    "The best godfather-" 
    "Don't say it-"
    "The best godfather that ever-"
    "I sent Aurors after you," Severus reminded him, and Draco just jumped up and down a bit at that, he was so ecstatically happy.
    "I needed the dueling experience!" he shouted rapturously.

    *

    "You think I'm better-looking than Ron?" Potter asked, which, okay, not supposed to be the take-away there. Draco looked him dead in the eye, and did what he did when Potter was being an absolute blockhead, pushing aside the hair on his forehead and poking at his scar. When he was really mad at him, he did it with his wand. But Potter wasn't being purposefully hurtful, just oblivious, so only his right index it was. Potter, who sometimes seemed to love being scolded, smiled at that, which made the whole gesture counterproductive, and yet Draco did it.

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    "I'll go talk to him," Hermione sighed, and held out her bracelet for him to flick the H charm reassuringly.

    *

    "Swedish Short-Snout," Charlie concluded at last, "Not just the color, it's a dead ringer, nice," and patted the little jeweled head, tugging at each of its little horns playfully before letting it go. "A little dragon for a little dragon, huh?"
    "Only Hagrid calls me that," Draco laughed, while Potter cleared his throat.

    *

    She began to sob, unrestrained, and Draco had never felt so guilty in his life, not even when he thought his intervention had earned Sirius the Dementor's Kiss. Because if he'd left it alone, this would have been Ginny Weasley and not her. And Ginny back then wouldn't have been half so alone, not just a little girl with an ancient monster- two ancient monsters.

    *

    "Oh," Hermione said rather shrilly. "No different at all, then!"
    "Harry thinks we can do it and get away with it," Draco reassured her.
    Hermione gave him a severe look. "Harry would believe it if I told him you could dry up the Great Lake and enslave the Giant Squid with a single spell. That doesn't mean you actually could."

    *

    "It's so great that you hate Cedric now," Harry said happily, and raked his hand back through his hair, before looking between himself, Draco, and the water with a gulp.

    *

    "It's blood magic," Draco reminded her. "Dark, dangerous blood magic that I'm totally unqualified for-"
    "Don't say that, Draco," Luna said serenely. "You're the person most qualified to do blood magic that I know."

    *

    "Frankenstein! I'm going to be expelled because you trusted Moaning Myrtle!" Hermione shrieked right in his ear. Draco tried to convey with his eyes that he was ready, willing, and able to Obliviate, if not more drastic action.

    *

    "So what," Harry breathed, standing obediently for Draco to fuss with him. "It's your job, then? To put me in my place?"
    "It's only fair, Harry," Draco laughed, tilting his head and giving him a teasing smirk as he smoothed the tie down. "You're always putting me in mine."

    *

    And when Draco's charm woke him at six that morning, he had the invisibility cloak in his possession as well. He'd asked for it from Harry before bed that night, and he'd gone right up and down from Gryffindor Tower and handed it over to Draco. Without even asking for a reason.

    *
    "He was like this for the First Task, you know," Hermione said with a fond sigh. "He just hid his face in my hair and wouldn't look up until we said it was over. It's almost lucky he was unconscious for the second one."

    *

    "It's not on you," Harry told him, touching Draco's cheek and guiding his face up to his. "Draco, you've done everything you can to help me get ready. You all have." He turned to face the four of them, his faithful if not entirely forthcoming friends, and gave a brave smile, his earlier nerves looking washed away. "How could I not be fine when I've had all of you behind me?" His hand stayed on Draco's cheek, stroking over it. Draco pressed his face shudderingly against Harry's palm, burying it there, just trying to breathe.
    "Take care of Draco," was the last thing Harry said to any of them, laughing as he pushed Draco into Hermione's arms, before the call came for the champions to head towards the maze. Molly Weasley gave him a firm, motherly hug, and they all called out their wishes of luck, before Harry had to turn and leave them behind.

    *

    "Harry is my friend," Hermione said with a significant look, "And so is Ron, and so is Luna. But you're my best friend. You know that, don't you?" Draco nodded shakily.

    *

    Draco's hands had gone to his mouth, stricken, but they dropped when Remus added, "But that doesn't mean you have nowhere to go."

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    Draco Malfoy and the House of Black by

    Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling  

    13 Aug 2020

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    After going back in time, Draco has tried to follow the path he remembers. But third year brings a new Ravenclaw cousin, a new Boggart, and a newly admiring Harry Potter, along with castle grounds full of Dementors and what they make him remember. With secrets of his mother's family coming to light, and a godfather he understands far less than he ever thought, Draco will discover that the time in which he can remain passive in the new timeline has finally come to a close.

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    04 Feb 2026

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    "I gifted the other copy to the Hermione shrine," Draco told them, and set Hermione in a flustered huff trying to explain to all of them that no, Draco had gotten this all wrong, her parents did not have a shrine to her...

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    Draco put on an appropriately thoughtful expression. "No, you're right, Potter. I only have so much of me to exert. I'd best save my exertions for more... choice endeavors." Draco let his gaze drift over in the direction of the Hufflepuff table, and waved at Diggory when he looked over.
    "Diggory," Potter said through gritted teeth, "Isn't even that good at Seeker-"

    *

    And Potter retorted, "Oh, Draco, you're wearing the clasp I gave you, it looks nice on you."
    Had ever a man more deserved to be clobbered at Quidditch? It almost made Draco regret the specter of Dementors felling Potter before Draco could do it himself.

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    But he would never betray Hermione. That was his rock, his only cornerstone. They remained on the same side, waiting to hear from Black, and waiting.

    *

    It wouldn't help future relations between Hermione and Severus to throw Hermione under the bus, and admit she'd been the one to tell Luna. "I only have three humans I trust in this world," Draco said instead. "Hermione Granger, Luna Lovegood, and you, sir. Please don't let me down."

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    "Don't worry," Draco told him placidly, and could not resist the urge to press his face into Potter's shoulder for just a moment, leaving it there before pulling it away in a nonsensical form of reassurance. "If Black's been playing me this whole time and he really is guilty, I'll kill him before you have the chance."
    Potter pulled back and tilted his head, biting his lip as he stared into Draco's eyes, as if searching for answers to unanswerable questions. "Why is it that when you say that, I believe it?"

    *

    "Who on Earth are you?"
    "Hello, I'm Luna," she said brightly, "And I think you ought to be killed."

    *

    There had been so many pieces there down in the dungeons. Draco's pounding head could not follow which ones were being sacrificed. "Ron... Luna... You stunned my cousin... You stunned my second-favorite Weasley..."
    "Second-favorite?"
    Draco couldn't even follow what he was saying anymore. "Charlie Weasley was a champion Seeker. And they say he's gay and good-looking..."