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Harri Potter finds herself up in the Owlery, pining for her fellow Triwizard Champion. Luckily for her, George Weasley thinks he has a plan to help win him over, but will things go as well as they expect? Fem!harry. COMPLETE
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An Elfs Guide to Heat Management by Fictional_Timer
Fandoms: 葬送のフリーレン | Sousou no Frieren | Frieren: Beyond Journey's End (Manga), 葬送のフリーレン | Sousou no Frieren | Frieren: Beyond Journey's End (Anime)
07 Dec 2025
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Himmel feels his heat coming in and tries to warn the group. Heiter is drinking, Eisen is making stew, and Frieren has no idea what any of this means. She tries to help with kindness and centuries of theory and somehow makes everything worse. A warm and chaotic night follows as two dorks figure out comfort the slow way.
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04 Feb 2026
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A Change In Perspective by Finexs
Fandoms: Compilation of Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII (Video Game 1997), Final Fantasy VII Remake and Rebirth (Video Games 2020-2024), Crisis Core: Final Fantasy VII, Final Fantasy VII: Advent Children, Dirge of Cerberus: Final Fantasy VII
30 Nov 2025
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On Gaia, in spring [ μ ] – εγλ 1982, Lucrecia Crescent, grieving the loss of both her son and her lover while slowly going insane from the voice of Jenova in her mind, crawled her way into a cave with the intention of going into a self-imposed exile. She knew she couldn’t be of help to anybody—this was the best option for everyone involved, she told herself. Or maybe it was the voice in her head that told her?
On Earth, January 31 of the year 1997, little Lucrecia Crofford was born to two apathetic parents and a jealous older sister, remembering only bits and pieces of a past she knew, somewhere deep down, to be so very important.
The year was 2013 when Lucrecia Crofford came across the game called Final Fantasy VII, remembered, and proceeded to obsessively consume any piece of media she could find on the world she could so vividly remember living in—on the lover she had thought lost and the child that had been taken from her.Lucrecia Crofford was nearing thirty when she died and woke up again, enclosed in crystal, knowing exactly what might happen should she stay where she was.
The year was [ μ ] – εγλ 1997, and Lucrecia Crescent was awake and ready to kill that alien bitch who took her son from her.Bookmarked by SmigaChan
03 Feb 2026
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As Fate Laughs by Finexs
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, 나 혼자만 레벨업 | Solo Leveling (Webcomic), 나 혼자만 레벨업 - 추공 | Solo Leveling | Only I Level Up - Chu-Gong
31 Jan 2026
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Eleanor Potter has led many lives since her first death in the Forbidden Forest of Hogwarts.
Most of them had been rather strange—either because of her own rather questionable life choices, or because the world she'd been reborn in that time around had been inherently strange. By now, she was used to every new life being different in ways she could have never even imagined before.
Her new lives were always weird.
This time, though... Eleanor (now Sung Jin-Woo) really could have done without Fate outdoing herself. Really. Seriously, fuck this whole Soulmate business!Series
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01 Feb 2026
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Imagine a little girl. Any little girl. Imagine her small and alone and frightened in a dark part of london past 12. Imagine a boy holding out his hand and walking with her into a different sort of life.
Dorea Potter does not grow up safe.
She grows up in abandoned carparks, checking the corners for strangers; she grows up watching for the tell-tale flick of a man’s eyes up and down her body as a warning to run, run and not look back; she grows up cataloguing the people round her, picking out weaknesses.
She grows up hungry, always hungry, and sharp along the edges with bones that jut out like cliff faces. She spends her winters cold and her summers hot. She learns to lie so well that some days she’s not entirely sure which of the threads to pick: which life to keep living. She steals and swindles and tucks razorblades into the nest of her hair. she grows like a weed, forcing its way through the cracks of the pavement.
Despite it all, she grows up loved.
This is where the evening splits in two. Grab an end, pull hard and make a wish.
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18 Jan 2026