Your wish is my command

It's time for Tony Stark's Halloween party, and Clint and Phil are getting ready. Phil makes a dashing John Steed, but Clint is not his Mrs. Peel - and that's a problem.

Because Snow knows, of course she does, she has put two and two together a long time ago. “May I share a piece of family wisdom with you?”

Homura is somewhat touched in the head.

Cas doesn’t mind being alone, honestly he doesn’t.

Dan knew he was different from other children very early on. He never lost his 'imaginary friends', they only became a more integral part of his life. Living with his illness is never easy and with a secret as large as his, cracks are bound to appear. While he isn't ashamed of his DID, he knows the consequences of telling the wrong people.

Phichit and Yuuri take their plugged up lover out to play.

Zeus bared his teeth, growled as he fought the cuffs that bound his wrists to his sides.

Alex is scared to go to sleep because she doesn't want to have nightmares. Maggie is a supportive girlfriend and holds her together, comforting her until she falls asleep.

Newt doesn’t like that Percy is spending a night at the office, so he goes to offer his company - though he doesn’t end up getting quite what he expects.

Victoria is not happy with Albert's behavior at a dinner party and they get into a fight. “Who are you talking about? I know you cannot be talking about the Dutch ambassador’s wife. Because that would be just…” He stopped for a moment to breathe. “…ridiculous.”

A metric shitload of PWP Reader-Insert Overwatch fics. No seriously, that's it. That's all this is going to be. I take requests.

“Knew I could count on you Ripper...thanks.”

Yet he is surprised when a figure steps out from behind some bushes, holding a gun with both shaking hands. The weapon is aimed in Michael’s general direction. There are tears in Ron’s eyes, big and pathetic behind his glasses. “All right,” Michael says calmly, raising his hands to indicate that he is currently unarmed. “Seriously, what the fuck is this?”

Patrick wakes up alone in the middle of the night (which is not weird) with a small box and Pete's phone on resting on top of Pete's pillow (which is).

Spike's having more computer problems, it's Thanksgiving, and Drusilla agreed to have dinner at their place.

Alone, bar two new allies, and he is in deep trouble. Harry must survive the Tri-Wizard tournament and whoever has put his name in the cup.

Post Endgame. Chakotay returns from 3 months on Trebus to find that Kathryn's life is being threatened. He's determined to keep her alive or die with her as they hide in protective custody, while Starfleet Security races to uncover who is behind the attacks against the admiral and why. (C/7 never happened in my world, so you'll find no mention of it here.)

Getafix always knew there was something special about Asterix. Right from the moment the little Gaul was born. It was like a light that glowed within Asterix, touching all those around him and making him one of the most remarkable men the druid had ever known...But what if something threatened to take away that light? That special inner light.

Greg Lestrade's life has hit rock bottom, but maybe it's starting to look up.

Lena Luthor spends her nights at the bar, looking for women to take home so that she can sleep. One night she get a glimpse of a blonde woman in a red mask and nothing will ever be the same again. This is the first time Lena meets Kara, but it's not the last.How many times can she fall in love with one of Kara's alter egos? Or Kara struggles with her memories from Krypton and her first lover Cyngi, but when she meets Lena Luthor everything changes. Kara is forced to question things that seemed certain on Krypton. What is a soulmate and is it possible to have more than one?

"She was a breath of fresh air in his life, appearing out of nowhere and blowing away all the dust, leaving the content exposed." A story describing the one adventure the Doctor has never had before. Starting with Nine/Rose, but will be mainly Ten/Rose.

I get a lot of requests to write short imagines on my tumblr. This will be just one big dump of them. My tumblr: the-marvel-imagines-blog.tumblr.com

Even after seeing Magnus that morning, being able to assure himself that he was alright, getting the chance to tell him he loves him, it hadn’t been nearly enough. Ever since they’d had to go their separate ways, there’s been a buzzing under Alec’s skin, an itch that still needs soothing.

“Well, Potter, you do have a surprisingly nice arse.”

There are times that Clark asks certain things of Bruce and Bruce would never dream of denying him.

The door to Suguru’s dorm room slammed open, with Satoru immediately taking up the empty space, a wide grin on his face. It’s the first time Satoru’s been on campus today, his morning spent on a mission near Kyoto if Yaga is to believe, and Suguru was elated to see him. Satoru seems to think the same, for he immediately shuts the door and jumps on the bed, aiming for directly in between Suguru and Shoko and inadvertently crushing Shoko’s medical textbook in his wakeーnot that she cared. The boy grabbed both of them by their shoulders, dragging them in against his sides, and it’s then that Suguru smelled it. The same rain and wet fur scent, but this time, stronger. Far stronger. “He finally scented me!” Suguru’s mind blanked out at that, his nose betraying him as it took a few deep breaths, the scent that was undoubtedly from another alpha filling his nose completely, and Suguru hated it. Satoru should only smell like Suguru, he’s his, isn’t he? He’s Suguru’s omega. Or at least, he thought he was. Or: Satoru's reeked of another alpha for months now, and Suguru goes a bit crazy because of it (the alpha responsible is someone he never would've suspected)

John is determined to jump start his catering business by snagging the most important gig in town: the Pegasus Labs Charity Ball. Things get a little messy, however, when John meets Pegasus's owner, Rodney McKay. John/Rodney. A Harlequin fic.

“You don’t have to be nervous.” “I’m not!” He says as he rights himself, flopping down onto the couch with a petulant huff and turns his attention back to the silver haired man – tracking his movements as he comes to stand in front of Kaveh. His presence is looming and overwhelming, the scent of aged leather and decaying paper hitting him in the face as if he had just thrown open the doors to an ancient library. Intoxicating would be a good word for it, his body instinctively shifting forwards to draw himself closer into this man’s gravitational pull. A hand tucks under Kaveh’s chin, nudging it upwards as a thumb soothes along his jaw. “Could have fooled me, Kaveh.” His lips curl up slightly as he holds him there, his grip tightening ever so slightly. “It’s alright, it’s natural to be a bit nervous. Especially if this is your first time doing something like this. Are you familiar with the color system?”