Shades of pain

Ochako volunteers to go to U.A. for Intel about the rest of Japan. All is going well until the field trip to Yokohama. Dazai and Chuuya just want their daughter back. Ochako never wanted to be here. TW-M*ri, Slight gore? Ooc maybe? Idk it's my first fic.P.S.-This takes place 11 years in the future, so if Dazai had Ochako when he was 18 then he's 33 in the story. It doesn't impact the story too much, except that all the younger characters in Bungo Stray Dogs are adults now, but they won't act much differently. Old Title- If I Must Be a Spy, I'll Be a Good One

Vincent is a dick and shows up for Scott's night shift. It gets weird.

Keith didn't even consider the possibility that Lance would find the ring under his pillow in the bed they slept in together every night.

She’s entirely, utterly, woefully defeated. Completely hooked on Clorinde, her cock, her fingers, her muscles and her smile and everything in between them, and she’s so happy to accept it. Defeat is good when your legs are wrapped around your girlfriend, hanging by the edge of consciousness as she fucks you from high tide to hell. If there’s something greater beyond, then she’ll find out, and Navia would be a better person for it. Or: They're in love, to the detriment of their neighbors.

Sometimes someone died too soon. Sometimes they fell in love before meeting their mate. Sometimes the timers didn't go off when they were supposed to, and people were left wandering, looking for someone they already met. Sometimes someone got the timer while their mate didn't and both were left lost and confused. Ichigo turned out alright.

"Okay alright okay, enough feelings, back to the horny stuff, I'm evaporating here!"

The more time passes, the more Blaine is sure he wants to spend all his life with Kurt. (or the one about apartment hunting and meeting Burt for the first time)

"... with tears streaming down his cheeks as he unable to discern the pain from his ass to the pain in his shoulder, all he felt was pain and all he wanted was for it to stop." After becoming the last survivor Jake learns that The Trapper has more in mind for him then just leaving him on the hook. My first fic that has ever been this dark, let me know what you think.

The mystery of the absent Hale brother was hardly a mystery at all until he appeared at last, set on taking up residence out in the woods. (In which Derek is a hedgewitch. With a cat.)

For something all in his head, it can be brutally physical when it wants to be. But he’s an athlete - he knows how to listen to his body, categorize and interpret its signals. It doesn’t really follow that the smallest twinge in his knee could mean a very bad season at the same time full-blown palpitations mean it’s a day that ends in Y. But bodies are weird. Victor, though. Victor is a stress test brought to life. (Or: a story in heartbeats.)

Sixty-two days without a single blade of grass, four hundred pitons, twenty-three stoves, six down-filled suits and a moth-eaten bow-tie. Summer 1968: Tony Stark vs. The Mountain.

Phil gets a warning from Rose that the Ender King is going to make a move soon. Phil ends up possessed by Ender King, and it's up to Missa, Fit, Etoiles, and some of the other islanders to get Phil back in control of himself.

Jimin is an omega. And he has a destined alpha!. But the only problem is jimin is 3 years older than him that he has to wait for his innocent baby Alpha to finally reach 18 yo,so he can finally get what he so painfully craved for ever since they learned they're destined mates.

“Are you sure you want to do this now?” Frisk nods. “Okay, but, when I said this not talking thing had to stop, I didn’t mean this.”

Uncle Charlie comes home for a visit.

**Based on the novel "Fingersmith" by Sarah Waters** In the mid 1800s, Dean Winchester was raised in his adoptive family's criminal business. They excel in moving products, from fenced items to unwanted infants, and Dean and his foster brother Sam help out by developing their skills as pickpockets. Castiel is a upper class young gentleman, living under his Uncle's strict household rules and top secret scholarly pursuits. He has been trained since childhood to work in the library and knows nothing of life outside, except what he has learned from books. Gabriel, a mutual acquaintance, has a scheme that throws the two together and secretly pits them against each other...but such schemes never go as planned, they are bound together by more than just circumstance, and the true puppet master never expected them to fall in love.

It took all of two weeks for Yuuri living with Viktor to piss Yuri off. Well, actually, no, that was a lie. It took less than a day for them to become annoying, it took two weeks for Yuri to realize that they weren't going to stop being annoying. That didn't stop him from texting Otabek every time they did something especially ridiculous.

His father laughs, ‘since when do you listen to Daryl?’Carl looks at him coldly. ‘The prison?’

Of all of the things Sherlock had ever asked Joan to do, this one had to be the weirdest.

When Shadow is introduced to a Hyrulean holiday celebrating different kinds of relationships, he starts to question whether his feelings for Vio are really as platonic as he has believed them to be for the past two years. But even if he lets himself admit that it’s romantic love, he can’t escape the feeling that he’s getting it wrong somehow. That he’s missing some crucial piece. Who would expect a shadow-demon to be able to love properly, anyway?

Ardyn is the kind of man who longs for sweet things, but only because he wants his perverse re-enactments, someone to share his suffering with. He's marked Prompto for this, and knows he would suffer so beautifully, but for now, he must play his cards well. An Ardyn-POV telling of what went down at the caravan, before the encounter with Titan | An FFXV kinkmeme fill

This is based off this picture: http://25.media.tumblr.com/698e89b5c4badcde428caed59b11dd82/tumblr_mp2fw1q0U21s8av1oo1_500.jpg

"Lying here though, in his half-built boat with a good quarter bottle of bourbon warming his stomach he really can't help but think about it. About him. About Tony."

A snippy sixteen-year-old is left in a house by her parents with a behavioral expert who has promised to fix her with his "methods".

This is a king, France thinks, but does not say. This is a conqueror. We are not defeated, not in this.