Nymphadora Tonks hated her name. Among witches and wizards, ancient or flamboyant names were hardly uncommon, especially within the old families long detached from the Muggle world. Take her mother’s side of the family, for instance—Regulus, Bellatrix, Narcissa. Who names their children that unless they harbor some deep resentment toward them? Apparently, her mother hadn’t been tormented enough growing up with the name Andromeda to consider sparing her own daughter with something simple...
2025-01-22 20:04:53 +0000 UTC
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"Tora-chan, my baby!" Shijimi exclaimed theatrically, smothering me in a storm of kisses. I barely dodged them all.
The shinobi from the mission commission and the gung-ho genin team that “captured” me sent me looks of sympathy. Lucky for me, Monkey-sama had already disappeared to deal with his Hokage business. After a few minutes of intense cuddling, Shijimi finally allowed me to retreat into the cat carrier. I was this close to shutting the door myself—she was really&nb...
2025-01-22 19:49:56 +0000 UTC
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Cletus Kasady. So, he’s here too. In the original Marvel universe… wait, one of the original ones? Or was it in several? Eh, doesn’t really matter. Point is, he was the host for Carnage. And here, in this world, he’s also a guy. The billion-dollar question then: has he already become the symbiote-loving butcher we all know and loathe? No mention of Carnage or anything red in the news or online so far, and Venom’s been off the radar since that one incident. Let’s check the article....
2025-01-22 19:47:55 +0000 UTC
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If anyone least expected a visit from Melina, the spectral attendant of the Fingers, it was Iji, the loyal counselor and servant of Lady Ranni.
In the Lands Between, legends had long circulated about the mysterious spectral attendant, riding a ghostly steed in search of a Tarnished worthy of becoming the next Elden Lord. Iji, having lived through countless eras, knew more about these tales than most.
He knew of the bodiless, long-forgotten daughter of a Goddess, wandering in searc...
2025-01-22 19:45:30 +0000 UTC
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‘Thirteen minutes late already,’ I thought, sitting at a small cafe on the edge of the business district.
I was halfway through my second cigarette, and my espresso was almost gone.
“Excuse me, could you turn it up a bit?” one of the customers, a guy in a cheap office suit with a “Kang Tao” badge, asked the mustached man behind the counter.
The man fiddled with an ancient remote, and the old TV crackled to life with a familiar voice all of Night Cit...
2025-01-22 19:42:24 +0000 UTC
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We were sitting on the rug by the fireplace, interrupting each other as we discussed our operation, occasionally sipping from mugs of butterbeer—a fizzy drink with a mild, fleeting effect that mimicked tipsiness. Kind of like soda, but not as sweet and with a buttery toffee flavor. They say it’s served hot with spices in winter.
“That was incredible, Ron,” Harry said, still breathless with excitement. “And Hermione, you were brilliant. Collecting that dust from the neighboring...
2025-01-22 19:37:59 +0000 UTC
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Castling the Long Way
Mad Tiger
"Miss Granger."
"What? Oh, you’re here already," Hermione looked up from her eighth-grade physics textbook and saw James standing before her. He was dressed exactly as he had been during their first meeting on Diagon Alley. The cool, quiet lobby of the public library was otherwise empty.
"Yes. Looks like I didn’t get the address wrong after all," he replied, his tone carrying a faint note of doubt.
"I work here during the summer. Well, part-time. My aunt is the manager s...
2025-01-20 23:47:42 +0000 UTC
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“I really hope you know what you’re doing,” remarked Albert, watching the magus work.
Archibald was just finishing the chalk outline of a circle on the dusty, tiled floor, occasionally glancing at a detailed diagram for reference. Before that, he had to clear the area of debris and accumulated grime. The two were currently inside a boarded-up abandoned cafe near an old gas station off the Portsmouth highway. For experiments like this, desolate and abandoned locations were a necess...
2025-01-20 23:45:42 +0000 UTC
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They say beauty demands sacrifice, but science requires far more. Progress is never achieved without loss, accidents, or casualties. Any scientist—and especially a magus—must accept that each experiment could end in catastrophe and prepare accordingly.
It all sounded logical, rational, and pragmatic, but none of it lifted Archibald’s mood as he trudged along Diagon Alley. Nor did it dull the persistent ache that no potion or spell could fully alleviate. If he hadn’t spent the pa...
2025-01-20 23:43:11 +0000 UTC
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"I don't like places like this," Kaynett remarked, surveying the abandoned factory building. The plant had been shut down since the seventies, and it showed. Concrete walls were stained with mold and patches of moss, layered over with crude graffiti and illiterate slogans of vulgar anarchy. The roof had caved in several places, leaving shattered windows that let in just enough sunlight to illuminate the grimy interior. Trash and scraps of cloth littered the floor, scattered here and there in ...
2025-01-20 23:41:12 +0000 UTC
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TN: I accidentally skipped the interlude from Tonks' POV. It is supposed to be after chapter 7. I'll translate it and post it as soon as I can. But for now here are the main chapters.
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Despite the whimsical atmosphere and complete lack of technological advancement in London’s magical district, there were certain things they did exceptionally well. For instance, the tea in the local establishments was simply exquisite, even though it w...
2025-01-20 23:39:00 +0000 UTC
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What’s Madam Shijimi doing here? Well, it’s not like I can’t find out. The palanquin stopped in the square near the Hokage’s Residence, and a shinobi I didn’t recognize—though the white armband on his side was very familiar—offered Shijimi a hand to step down. Her eyes scanned the surroundings with a distracted air, even pausing on the rooftop I was perched on for a split second.
I debated letting her see me. On one hand, it might ease her mind—she’s looking rough. And...
2025-01-20 23:32:23 +0000 UTC
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Hedwig woke us up early, hooting loudly and pecking insistently at the glass until Harry finally let her in and fed her. She flew up to the wardrobe and settled there, silent at last. The clock showed it was barely nine.
The racket they made made it impossible for me to fall back asleep, so grumbling at the feathery menace, we got dressed and headed downstairs. To our surprise, we found Hermione already there at a far table, sipping tea, reading the Daily Prophet, and surrounded by book...
2025-01-20 23:30:03 +0000 UTC
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Demons of NC
Elden Ring: My Ending
When I got back to the school, I immediately crashed to catch up on what little sleep I could. Fully rested? Not even close. But at least I could snag a bit of nap time before hitting the recharge station in the morning—filling up my energy reserves always gave me a little boost. For once, Ooyama didn’t drag me out of bed before dawn, so I woke up just in time for breakfast, even skipping my usual run.
Weirdly enough, I felt off without my morning workout, like something wasn’t si...
2025-01-19 03:29:34 +0000 UTC
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Greyoll’s Dragonbarrow had long lived up to its name: it was home to dragons, including Greyoll herself.
Once a great dragon matriarch, the mother of those now called devolved ones (1), Greyoll had been afflicted by rot, leaving her grounded and unable to fly. All she could do now was pray for the day when a resourceful ‘farmer’ with a bleed and frostbite build would come to end her suffering.
...Though, ideally, not one who would reload the area before her death—that ...
2025-01-19 03:27:48 +0000 UTC
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“I think it is time for our relationship to move to the next level,” I said slowly, leaning on the table in Lizzie’s private booth. “We need to make it official. Safer for both of us that way.”
“Shit…” Frank Nostra replied with a smirk. “I’d love to hear something like that from a beautiful girl one day, but no—it’s always you. Spit it out, V. What do you want?”
“Add me to the database as an informant.”
“Really? Should I start sending you payo...
2025-01-19 03:24:21 +0000 UTC
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Castling the Long Way
Mad Tiger
A tangle of limbs, kids, and one glorious cat—that’s how the night played out. Why? Because after dinner, Sasuke decided to stay the night at our place.
It was already late, and both boys were mentally and physically exhausted. Naruto’s bed, though a bit cramped, could fit three scrawny kids if they arranged themselves like spokes in a wheel. I claimed my rightful spot near Naruto’s pillow but shifted halfway through the night to Sasuke’s side—fairness matters, after all. Bo...
2025-01-18 01:42:25 +0000 UTC
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The next morning, I woke up early but stayed in bed for a long while, thinking things over.
Of course, Harry hadn’t actually invited me to stay—he barely had a place at the Dursleys’ himself. Two wizards in one house might be pushing things for them. But I decided to take the risk anyway. I had something to offer him, after all.
Right after breakfast, I sent Harry a note in our notebook, asking him to get his uncle’s work phone number. He swiped a business card from Vernon...
2025-01-18 01:38:15 +0000 UTC
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Demons of NC
Elden Ring: My Ending
The Dead of Night, Captain Julia Stacy
The shrill ring of the phone yanked Julia from sleep. She stared at the ceiling for a few seconds, groggy and disoriented, trying to make sense of the sound. The past few days had been… intense, leaving her with little time to rest. And now, just as things were finally settling down and she had a chance to sleep, this.
Growling with frustration, she grabbed the phone, squinted at the unknown number, and answered it—becaus...
2025-01-17 02:39:45 +0000 UTC
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Millicent hadn’t had a good dream in a long time. Truly bright ones, free of pain and suffering, felt like a distant memory. She no longer believed such dreams could return.
But this one was good.
She dreamt of herself, completely healthy and breathing deeply, walking through a vast garden. A fragrant garden, filled with greenery and a variety of trees. Living plants.
Millicent couldn’t quite tell what she was doing in that garden. Perhaps strolling, enjoying the nature....
2025-01-17 02:37:14 +0000 UTC
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Angie straightened up on the couch and slowly slid off her short, golden bolero jacket. Without it, her black top seemed even more daring, barely covering the sides of her breasts. I could see waves of goosebumps rippling across her skin—proof of heightened sensitivity from the drug she’d just taken.
“Happiness...” Angie purred, brushing her neck with one hand. “If we simplify science’s take on it, it comes down to four substances: serotonin, endorphins, oxytocin, and dopami...
2025-01-17 02:35:09 +0000 UTC
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Castling the Long Way
Mad Tiger
"Wake up, troops!" I yelled in sync with Naruto’s alarm clock.
Naruto groggily peeled himself off the pillow, squinted at me, then at the clock… and finally seemed to remember what today was about. His blue eyes went wide as saucers, and he bolted out of bed straight to the bathroom.
We had a lightning-fast breakfast. I helpfully nudged a paw toward an empty backpack and let out an authoritative meow to suggest bringing it along. For good measure, I stuff...
2025-01-16 01:53:24 +0000 UTC
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When we landed and Dad stepped aside, I doubled over. I was gulping down the damp sea air, leaning on my knee, while Dad patiently waited for me to feel better.
“You all right, Ron?” he asked, bending over me with concern. “Feeling okay?”
“Yeah,” I muttered, straightening up. “That… that felt pretty rough.”
He gave a short laugh, and I looked around in surprise. We were standing on an ocean shore, with miles of empty land all around. About half a mile off i...
2025-01-16 01:52:08 +0000 UTC
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Stories:
Demons of Night City
Life is Good
Only a few remained who still remembered who Gowry had been. A sage, a sorcerer, a heretic expelled from Sellia, the City of Sorcery (not to be confused with the Academy—completely different places), who dedicated his life to serving Malenia the moment she turned her blade on Radahn.
Everyone hated rot. They feared it and avoided it. But Gowry was different from the rest. His life was devoted to rot, to the cycle of blooming and withering. What everyone considered revolting, unnatural...
2025-01-14 19:29:37 +0000 UTC
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