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At 19, he understood what it meant to be a field ninja and he realized in tandem that he could never teach himself to wash blood out of the clothes he was always told his parents were proud to wear.
At 20, he understood what it meant to be a teacher and he learned that no amount of re-reading could change how abysmally low the rate of survival for genin who didn’t retain everything they had been taught.
At 21, he met Naruto Uzumaki.
At 21… Iruka Umino finally understood why his parents could throw away everything so easily. He understood, because he was looking at Naruto clutching his stomach hungrily as bruises littered whatever his baggy clothes didn’t. Grabby hands beckoning for his help even in fitful sleep the way a baby would beg for it’s mother’s comfort, whimpers that quieted themselves like a child who no longer believed they’d be heard by anyone helpful.
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27 Sep 2025
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“What’s your name?” the younger version of the man he’s known his entire eighteen years of life is speaking in front of him.
“Ahn-Yeon Si..”
“Your name is Ahyeon?”
“No, it’s Siwoo.”
The man, more like the boy, squints his eyes suspiciously. “That’s the name your parents gave you?”
“Yeah, unless they’re lying to me,” Siwoo replies breathlessly.
What the actual fuck? This better be a dream. A really, really long dream.
“Stop looking like you’ve just seen a ghost!”
This is, in fact, worse than seeing a ghost.
Standing before him are the teenage versions of his parents — young, reckless, and blissfully unaware of the life waiting for them. A life full of chaos, questionable decisions, and most importantly, a life before they became his appa and papa.Twinkling Watermelon AU; In which Suho’s and Sieun’s son, Siwoo, just wants to join a boxing club, but his overprotective parents say no. Instead of a reasonable explanation, the universe decides to throw him into the past, where he learns firsthand why his parents hate fighting so much.
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08 Jul 2025
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“You're new,” Jisung proclaims.
Minho snorts. “Am I?”
“Well, I've never seen you here before.”
“Because you know all of their wedding guests?”
Jisung has to laugh. “I know most of Hyunjin’s side,” he says.
“Well obviously I’m a friend of Seungmin’s.”
Jisung pauses to stare, eyes narrowing with curiosity. “Yeah,” he plays along. “But you’re new.”
Minho chuckles. “You keep saying that. What does that mean?”
“I mean that you’re new. Here. Today. New. I’ve experienced this wedding over thirty times now and—” his breath hitches because he really just said that out loud, but there’s an immediate flicker in Minho’s eyes that has him exhaling with relief.
“Oh. Well.”
alternatively: In which Jisung gets stuck repeating the day when his best friend gets married, only to meet a brand new friendly face a month into the grueling experience.
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12 Jul 2023
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"Are you going for the course?" Lovegood asked. "You have the NEWTs.”
“What course?” Draco said, then, “No, don’t be ridiculous,” when he realized she meant the notice pinned up on the board he’d been staring at: Applicants To The Introductory Mediwizard Course For The Coming Term Shall Present Themselves In The Chief Mediwizard’s Office By August 24th.
“Oh, I thought you might,” she said. “Well, goodbye.” And off she wandered again in her addled way.
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- Part 3 of Astolat Sampler
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Then Comes a Mist and a Weeping Rain by Faith Wood (faithwood)
Fandoms: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling
04 Aug 2011
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It always rains for Draco Malfoy. Metaphorically. And literally. Ever since he had accidentally Conjured a cloud. A cloud that's ever so cross.
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