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and I never need to wonder if I'll ever be from underneath your ghost by greyhavensking for UselessNumbers25
Fandoms: 凸变英雄X | To Be Hero X (Cartoon)
11 Jun 2025
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Lin Ling doesn’t think he’s ever wanted to be somewhere less than where he is right now.
(aka the toxic ghostling fic that wouldn't leave me alone until I wrote it)
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Где-то вдалеке за иллюминатором догорает ангар после «террористической атаки на тюремное учреждение», в соседней галактике поджидает флот Имперской полиции, Рэк проигрывает бортовому компьютеру очередную гонку, а Луна с радостью прокладывает новый маршрут.
И когда взгляд Найса смягчается, и он улыбается в ответ, Линь Лин думает, что жизнь не так уж плоха.
— Только не забудь убрать за собой.
…ну, почти.
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Линь Лин, примеряя на себя роль Найса, не думал, что его жизнь будет идеальной. Но даже так, он не представлял всех масштабов.
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The place smells faintly of citrus and rain. It’s so painfully nostalgic, but Nice can’t pin it.
“Gege?”
The voice comes small and sure, the way children sound when they aren’t afraid of the world yet.
Nice turns. A boy stands a few feet away, barefoot on the packed dirt. His hair is brown, unevenly cut, one side longer than the other, messy sun caught strands falling over a round, chubby face still a little flushed from running.
He’s missing one of his front teeth, along the bottom. His shirt is too big, sleeves rolled to his elbows, the yellow collar stained with something that might be some kind of juice.
For a second, Nice forgets how to breathe. The boy blinks at him with those wide, brown eyes, familiar in a way that claws at his chest. “Gege, are you okay? You look…” He tilts his head, searching for the word. “Hurt.”
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There is something crawling in Harry - deep under his skin, burrowed in his chest, hidden in between the gap of his ribs, and since Voldemort decided to resurrect himself a few weeks, it hasn’t fucking left him alone.
You would think he has enough problems, with everything going on.
. . .You should try journaling, the voice suggests for the fifth time, and Harry considers screaming.
Or,
Human horcruxes are not a thing and do not exist. Until Harry Potter, of course. And so, like most things when it comes to Harry Potter, who is to say where the goddamn limit is. As in, when Tom Riddle’s current home (diary) is destroyed, he tries to hitch a ride with the nearest host available: the tiniest sliver of his soul hidden in the kid that just killed him. Two years later, Voldemort is resurrected, and suddenly Harry Potter has to deal with a random voice taking up space in his thoughts, and, oh, he’s also gotten re-sorted into Slytherin, because clearly his life was not complicated enough already.Or, how abused traumatised kids really can win with the power of friendship and found family and no one is ever really alone.
Fuck JKR. TERFs are not welcome here.
Bookmarked by limone
01 Sep 2025