internalized homophobia

this is an ATYD fanfic first!!! and a harry potter fanfic only by necessity. this is literally just me rewriting each chapter of atyd but from Sirius's perspective bc i love this story so much and can't get enough of it. all credit for the original work goes to MsKingBean89 and if for some reason you've stumbled upon this without reading the original ATYD first, please go do that!! Read the original here 8/24/23PLEASE DON'T POST MY FICS ON GOODREADS/STORYGRAPHS/ETC. PLEASE DON'T REPOST MY WORKS ON ANY OTHER SITES. PLEASE DON'T PRINT OR BIND MY WORKS USING THIRD PARTY SITES THAT MAKE A PROFIT - DO IT BY HAND OR NOT AT ALL. DO NOT SELL BOUND COPIES OF MY FICS.

Xie Lian found something in himself that he thought was gone—worn away with every mistake he had made. Faith. His arms opened, and the child was hesitant—but eventually, he fell into them, his body trembling with silent sobs. "I remember you," he whispered again, voice breaking as Hong-er clung to him. I remember you. I remember you. I will always, for as long as I live, remember you. (A re-telling of TGCF where Xie Lian has his cursed shackle placed in his eyes, blinding him. And yet, through all of his struggles; there is always someone watching over him.) (MULTIPLE TRANSLATIONS AVAILABLE)

Harry gets de-aged. Malfoy has to help him.

College AU where Chuuya finds out that the boy he drunkenly made out with the night of orientation is his new roommate. His arrogant, smug, very straight roommate. And the boys are each convinced the other is trying to ruin their life by making them go absolutely insane. Turkish Translation Here Vietnamese Translation Here

The whole group was miserable. Absolutely miserable. And it made Jisung sick. Things had finally begun to look up again before Felix’s heat… so why did it have to all come crashing down on them once more? Hadn’t they endured enough already? *** In which Stray Kids struggle to find their footing as a group amidst the chaos that comes with bringing together flawed and hurt people who are all just trying to do their best as they navigate self-hatred, sexuality crises, falling in love, heartbreak, ruts, heats and presentations, their dynamics as a group and what being a pack truly means...

When Eddie gets a phone call from his son's science teacher about reasonable accommodations it sets off a series of events that turn his life completely upside down. "I should probably get going," Buck says. "It's a school night after all." Eddie appreciates this devotion to duty, but at the same time he's a little disappointed. He's repaid Buck's favor so now there's no need for them to see each other except on parent teacher night. But he doesn't want that. It's been a handful of hours and the thought of Buck never coming by again already seems impossible. "Look," he says, letting the words come out of his mouth before he can overthink them back in again. "I don't know about you, but making friends when you're a single dad with an insane job is hard. I have your number. Is it okay if I use it for non-school purposes?" Buck's insta-smile is so bright it's practically blinding. "I would love that."

Harry Potter is forced to leave Percy Jackson in the hands of the Dark Lord and his followers. When Harry finds him again, his friend is almost unrecognizable. - “You don't have to come back.” Harry’s going off-script, he knows he is, but he can’t help it. He needs to offer his friend a way out. “I’d understand. I— I could help you run off. Find you someplace where no wixen will ever see you again.” But Harry’s offer doesn’t even seem to tempt him. “Nah.” Percy smiles, but its easiness doesn’t come as naturally as it did before. “‘Course I’m coming to help. Couldn’t leave you to fight this on your own. Not even if I wanted to.” There’s a pause and then Harry hears him whisper something under his breath. “Just because I don’t like being a weapon doesn’t mean I won’t do it.” Harry hates himself for feeling relieved.

For a second, Lucifer didn’t see the bloodthirsty Angel that had come down from heaven to exterminate them. For a second, he saw the man Adam had been in the garden, and he half expected him to tilt his head in confusion, like he had done so often, when he had still tried to understand the workings of the universe. An "Adam falls and maybe earns redemption in the process" fic that nobody asked for

“We need to talk,” Eddie said quietly, while they waited for the elevator in the hotel lobby. Buck huffed next to him. “No shit, Eddie.”“Not, uh, not just about that,” he said, and then Buck was looking at him curiously and Eddie almost got cold feet. If he didn't tell him, they weren't married, right?He pulled out his wallet, carefully turned it over, and let the rings drop into his hand. “About this.”Buck, to give him credit, took it better than Eddie had. “No..” he whispered, looking horrified. “Noo! We didn't..” Or: Buck and Eddie wake up with a bad hangover, a marriage certificate and more questions than answers. Eddie realizes he has to reevaluate some things, but life gets in the way.

Purge Night. Adam wants to humiliate Lucifer by finding his weakness. Things do not go according to plan. Aka Adam gets his sexuality challenged and fucks Lucifer

"How about this then, Getou." Suguru's intuition tells him to run while he can. His butt stays planted. "You can come to my practices to give me some friendly advice about my routine, and in exchange, I'll forget about pressing charges for your assault." He beams. "Good deal, right?" Suguru wants to slap him across the face. "What? You're the one who put your lips on my neck." "After you punched my arm like a truck. Come on, dude. Do you really want to ruin your hockey career right now? I don't think the sports teams in jail are very good." "You're a piece of shit," Suguru seethes. Crystal blue eyes crinkle. "And you've got seven different sticks up your ass, but who's counting?" Suguru is just a guy trying to recover from unhealed wounds of his past. Satoru is the star of their university figure skating team, embodying everything Suguru wishes he had. So when an unexpected injury brings the hockey team's captain to this supernova of a man, everything he thought he knew about his principles goes ass up. Alternatively, bratty figure skater Gojo fucks around and finds out ft. college angst and sex in places that aren’t very sanitary.

A butterfly flaps its wings and the universe is changed forever. What would change about the story of Harry Potter if Harry was trans? This is my attempt at a rewrite of CoS where Harry is a trans girl, more changes to canon will follow but I wouldn't want to spoil those. The plot will follow canon for the most part but the details is where canon divergence comes into it. Fair warning: I tagged this as a pre-relationship for a reason. They're endgame, but not while they're 12. The relationship will be a slow burn, just in case that's not your cup of tea. Also, some content will be triggering, this will be included in the tags for the fic when they pop up and will be mentioned in the authors notes of the chapters the appear in

Life as a fisherman had hardened Minho, made him wise, and nothing truly shocked him any more. But the moment he realized there was a human body caught in his fishing net, Minho felt his heart plummet. or Minho is a fisherman who lives a very simple and lonely life. And Jisung is the siren who follows the wake of Minho's fishing boat. Until, one day, Jisung accidentally gets caught in Minho's fishing net. * COMPLETED *

Sanji was panicking. He was stuck on an island he didn't know, surrounded by people he didn't understand, forced to wear something he didn't enjoy... ...and apparently realising he didn't know as much about himself as he assumed. Only problem was the fact that of all people who could have lead him to that discovery, it somehow ended up being an ex-warlord, Sir Crocodile. -------An alternative version of how things could have gone at Kamabakka, with Sanji struggling with internalized transphobia and Crocodile wondering why he had even let himself get involved in this mess.

There’s a strange man lying on the beach. He looks like he’s resting—which is, honestly, pretty stupid considering the lack of armour, apparent lack of weapons, and the standard issue shitty-looking prosthetic leg that can’t be any good for fighting. It took Fit ages just to relearn his arm, and his arm is advanced. This has to be a trap. There’s no way a guy like this would make it out of Spawn with what little he has on him.

Without bothering to grab his shirt, he dashed out of the room, only to remember he was in the crappy hotel of Lucifer's fucking brat. If he were to walk out further into the hall, anyone could see the messy state he was in, not to mention the plethora of hickeys that probably littered his neck. Lucifer had sharp fucking teeth. He shuddered, recalling how it felt to have Lucifer's teeth graze his neck, easily finding his weak spot and latching onto it, sucking a mark into it before biting down‐ fuck, he was not about to get a boner in the middle of the hall. He had to get out of here. -OR, Adam wakes up after a hook-up with Lucifer and attempts to deny the inner gay allegations, only to go back and do it again

Riki and Sunghoon have always felt this underlying tension between them, one that they’ve never given much though to. A night preparing for their comeback in the practice room leads to something far more which somehow creates more problems than it solves. Can they figure things out? Or are they going to be pulled apart?

Basically a chronological one shot/smut book which goes through my own interpretation/headcannons about William and Henry’s relationship. The first two chapters are a repost since I decided this series would make more sense as a chaptered fic :3