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Horologium Hephaestus Henry Black. A rotund and ridiculous name for the timid and small boy, the youngest of the Most Noble and Ancient House of Black. Horologium, or Harry as he preferred did not like his name, or, truthfully his family. His name had no mythos associated with it, a forgettable constellation, truly, lacking any character or symbolism besides a clock or pendulum. He scoured the library looking for anything remotely interesting about his name, and besides being named after a relative and a constellation, his name held no meaning. Making him the unliked and unmemorable member of his ancient and noble family.
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Harry is thrown back in time and born into the Black family as Orion and Walburga's third son. He has an unexpected encounter with a certain Dark Lord that changes his life forever. This is my new fic, and I will be updating it pretty regularly, so stick around and read it :D Thanks!
I've had a lot of requests for translations! If you are interested in translating, go ahead, just share the link and stay true to my writing style lol.
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https://www.wattpad.com/story/394660983-horologium-hephaestus-henry-black-tomarry- Language:
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Mydei leans away from the dromas at the sight of him. He looks the same as he always does: scowl in place, dressed and armored in Kremnoan attire. Yet in Phainon’s preheat vision, Mydei is achingly handsome—sleek lines, sharp angles, and a ruggedness from years on the battlefield.
Phainon’s thighs grow wet.
“What took you so long?” Mydei snaps. “We’re heading to a negotiation, not a field trip. No need to bring all your outfits."
“What if I want to impress the stakeholder?” Phainon jests, adjusting his tunic to hide his lower torso. He falters, however, when he notices Mydei’s sharp hazel eyes fixed on the slick staining his front. For a moment, Phainon feels raw and exposed, shame creeping up his neck. Mydei’s breathing pauses, the pace slowing to something deeper and more indulgent, before he looks away.
“We have a long journey ahead,” Mydei murmurs. “Pace yourself.”
Phainon sets out on a mission with Mydei, determined to maintain the facade of being a beta despite his preheat. But then his full-blown heat strikes at the worst possible time.
Mydei takes care of him.
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- Part 3 of Odysseys of The Sun
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Icarus, The Sun, and The Sea by Toothsie
Fandoms: 崩坏：星穹铁道 | Honkai: Star Rail (Video Game)
29 Jan 2025
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Then the Titankin throws Phainon off the cliff.
As he falls, Phainon sees it: a brilliant flash of crimson, like fire, cutting through the Titankin like a knife through butter. Then crystals; sharp and gleaming like blood, expanding from a single point in the distance and rapidly skewering the remaining Titankin.
The crimson flash turns, bright as the sun, and Phainon stares back, his cape fluttering uselessly behind him like a pair of melted wax wings.
When Phainon plunges into the sea, his gaze meets a familiar pair of hazel eyes as Mydei leaps off the cliff to follow him.
After a mission gone awry, Phainon is hurled into the sea. Mydei saves him.
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- Part 1 of Odysseys of The Sun
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18 Oct 2025
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“I will break you…”
During the Battle of Hogwarts, Lord Voldemort learns that Harry Potter is his unintentional Horcrux. He decides to make him his – mind, body, and soul.
Harry is not on board with this plan.
But when the Dark Lord starts using pleasure instead of pain to convince him, will he be able to resist?
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15 Oct 2025
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Horror strikes him down where he stands, then. He sways, stumbles to put his back to the living room wall. Harry is woozy in disbelief, watching the two words slashed into his chest in livid red just like the scar on his forehead. ‘AVADA KEDAVRA.’
He knows those words, the first he can remember, his earliest memory. It feels like he hasn’t breathed in minutes. When he comes back to the moment, he finds that perhaps he hasn’t. Harry gasps for air like a fish does for water, and doesn’t find it. His back has slid down the wall somehow and his hands grip his head, hair clenched in fists.
Then he realizes he’s actually panting, a ringing in his ears, blocking out whatever it is people are saying to him. Hermione crouches in front of him where he can’t possibly miss her, palms settling gently on his knees.
“Harry,” she’s saying. “Harry, it’s going to be alright.”
How?
How can it ever possibly be alright again?
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In a world where the first words you ever speak to your soulmate appear once both soulmates have turned seventeen, Harry receives a bit of bad news.
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In which Harry fashions himself into a war bride.
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