Science Project of the Fucking Year

“You’re being cruel to him,” Shoko said as they both watched Satoru leave in a fumbling haste. She side-eyed Suguru and caught his vicious smile and amethyst eyes darkened in shades. Her eyes and nose scrunched in distaste. She sucked her tapioca pearls from the milk tea. The only noise at the table was her slurping sounds during the silence.“So what if I am?” Suguru gave a casual shrug, eyes traveling to Shoko’s face. “Are you going to tell him?” He challenged her with a raised eyebrow and condescending tone.“...No,” Shoko sighed, putting down her finished drink. She studied her friend’s face looking for remorse or guilt, but there was none to be found in his eyes. A full body shiver ran through her body. “You’re one scary motherfucker, Suguru.” or the one where Suguru dates someone to upset Satoru

Humpty Dumpty sat on a wall, Humpty Dumpty had a great fall.... After the tornadoes went through Smallville (canon end S1 Tempest), brought down a portion of the Luthor castle, and trapped Jonathan in with a reporter that knows Clark's secrets, lives have been shattered, some irrevocably. For what is left, how then can they come together and be fixed? This story is about the journey to the end of the night... and the beginning of a new day.

"they all squeeze into bed together, with tyler in the middle. he’s spooning josh and jenna’s spooning him, but it works. they’ll make it work." tyler and josh have been destined to be mates ever since the omega was given to tyler on his fourteenth birthday. what happens when a beautiful blue-eyed beta joins the picture?

Yuuri and Victor's relationship has grown into something beyond coach and student, beyond friends, and into something wonderful. Yet no one knows the depth of their love for each other - until now!---A soft gasp brought Yuuri's thoughts back to the present. He looked down at the gorgeous man below him. Victor was a mess. Silver splayed across the white sheets, cheeks flushed a pale pink across the porcelain white skin, a small sheen of sweat making that skin sparkle like diamonds, and those eyes. Beautiful pools of deep ocean blue, lidded and filled with lust, pupils blown wide with need. He was staring at Yuuri like he was the only thing in the world. Like nothing mattered but drinking him in and watching his pleasure rise like the tide.

What happens when you're sent to detention...well...sort of... (*REPOST*)

Stiles is so wound up, anxious and turned on at the same time, waves of fear and lust churning in Derek’s nose, on the back of his tongue. Stiles’ mouth works before he spits the words out, all at once. “Iwantyoutoknotme.”

After two years of separation, Sanji is... different.

Thor catches Amora and Loki in a compromising situation. Amora decides to turn the encounter into a learning experience.

A non athletic!Jack fic, where grad student and history nerd, Jack Zimmermann meets the cute Samwell student/baker Eric Bittle at the Bread and Butter Bakery. Picks up right after On History and Pie. Jack takes a chance and meets Bitty for dinner. It's their first date.

Taehyung just wants to get laid. Is that too much to ask? Prompt: In which Taehyung has a one-night stand with a stranger who later turns out to be his manager at his new job.Submitting for Day 4 Vhope week - Profession

These motel rooms are dull, anonymous and bleak, but behind their closed doors, a story of two brothers unfolds. This isn’t where Sam and Dean fight monsters and save the world. This is where they wash off the sweat and dirt from digging graves, where they brush their teeth, where they tend to each other’s wounds, where they fall into exhausted sleep. This is where they don’t have to be heroes; this is where they can be human.From pre-series to post-series. Written in November 2013, so AU after S09E05.

Five days is a long time when you're stuck at the Burrow, within arm's reach of your boyfriend but never finding a moment to get any closer. Luckily for Scorpius, James has found a place to get away from the endless relatives, and each other off. Now, if only Scorpius can keep quiet, so they don't get caught.

Tsuna is now Vongola Decimo. He, Reborn and his guardians live in Vongola HQ, in Italy. ONe day Tsuna finds a letter to his Class Reunion. His guardians decide for him, so Tsuna has no choice but to go to the Class Reunion. Warnings: Yaoi! R27 (RebornxTsuna)Can be also found on Fanfiction.net and Wattpad

"Ben's gone and his bedroom was torn apart, like there was a fight. You said, you told me that Demons were real. Dean." Lisa knew she sounded pleading, frightened. "His room smelled of sulphur."

Wherein police officer Killian Jones meets a boy named Peter, and things get wildly out of hand. Featuring manipulative criminal Peter, disillusioned cop Hook, and more than anyone bargained for.

It is the smallest things that save us; colors, lines, a glass of wine, twigs. Season 1 from Delphine's POV.

'Caroline sighed, debating on her next words carefully. She usually shied away from infuriating the monster, but under the circumstances...'

...for, of course, they were to have a son. This son was to join in cutting off the entail, as soon as he should be of age... (A series of what-ifs exploring in turn the possibilities had any of the Bennet girls been born male.)

“Yo, Stark! You’re really bi?” Clint yells across the community floor the second the soft ‘Ding’ of the elevator announces its owner’s return. Steve resists the urge to facepalm—his new favourite gesture ever since Clint taught it to him—but only just. Or: In which Tony accidentally outs himself on national TV.

In a world full of betas, Yoon Bum always dreamed of being with an alpha, to submit to him and bear his children. Today is the day he’ll meet his alpha, but what’s the worth of an omega when his womb has rotted out from the inside?

CypherTaetaeSo rudeU could have my luv and u just give me saltIm a catch dammitA fucking winning trout GeniusMinSugaDid you just call yourself a trout CypherTaetaeNot my finest moment, i’ll admit

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Jisung didn’t prepare for this. He was meant to just— tell Minho he’s gay— not ask him to have sex with him. The glass must have been a literal breaking point for his feeble self control. “Because I trust you,” Jisung can’t even look Minho in the eye. “Because you’re attractive, and you’re always gentle with me, and I think you’d make it good.” Minho’s hold tightens, squeezing Jisung a bit too firmly. “I’d make it good for you, Jisung.” (OR: Jisung learns how to access the encyclopedia of his own emotions.)

Shinichi glared at the line of bottles in front of him for a long moment, his body language screaming defiance. The look was similar to the anger that flashed across his face when he encountered another murder, the hatred he clearly had for the act of stealing life. After some time though, he was visibly deflated. KID hadn't seen when it happened, it had crept in so slowly and escaped his notice, but when the detective reached for the first bottle in the row, it was clearly a defeat.

Do you know what Sherlock would hate? Baseball commentators.