a little suffering is good for the soul

Steve's finally feeling like he's found his footing, and Tony's starting to feel like he's losing his. [Sequel to 'If I Just Lay Here (Would You Lie With Me?)']

Shiro leans in, so slowly that Lance’s breath catches with anxiety in his throat. He says quietly, before Lance can regain his composure completely, “Keith wants to be in charge tonight.”

Ward is an idiot, Fitz likes fireworks and Jemma and Skye like to help out where they can.Fluff ensures.

“What about you? What’s something you always wanted to try?” “Me? Hmm.” Victor toys with a bit of Yuuri’s hair. “Maybe… I always kind of wanted someone to choke me during sex.” Yuuri’s eyes widen a little. “Not too hard,” Victor continues. “Just a little bit. Have you ever held your breath when you masturbate? It makes your climax stronger.” “I… don’t think I have.” “You should try. It’s a bit of a rush, honestly. And like you said, it’s not the same when you do it yourself.” “You’ve never tried it with someone else?” Yuuri asks, gently curious. Victor shakes his head. “I never trusted anyone else enough to ask for it.”

“Excuse us for the late hour. We’re calling from the Neonatology Department at Gotham General Hospital. It’s in regards to our patient newborn Baby Boy Todd,” she tells him matter-of-factly. ”You were listed by their mother as their next of kin in case anything happened.” OR It takes a single call to turn Bruce’s whole world upside down. After all, it’s not everyday a phone call notifies you that you’re the father of a newborn baby. A baby whose mother is dead.

Styles has a thing about Derek's gloves.

Harry wakes up hungover, naked and tied to his bed. Zayn has a long morning planned for him.

Kirk and Spock get stuck together in the Enterprise's turbolift, and they end up making a few confessions.

Tsuna was bullied by the kids around him since he was born. That is until he snaps and disappears after the murder of 3 of his classmates. 9 years later he returns to Namimori to complete some unfinished business.

Arthur, now a demon in body, if not spirit has some adjusting to do, as do friends and family. A collection of Drabbles and shorts written for the Demon!Arthur AU created by tumblr user Ectoimp, ratings may vary. Some of them were previously posted in Touches of Mystery but I'm moving them over here to keep everything together.

She leans against him, pressing her chest to his back, and watches over his shoulder as he adds dimension and shadow with practiced precision. He smells like Zayn--cigarettes and cardamom and a little cologne--but he smells like her, too, because the only soap in the shower is Perrie’s pomegranate body wash. She nuzzles his neck and he tilts his head a little, allowing it even as he keeps drawing. Perrie wonders if he tastes as good as he smells, and then she’s kissing him right there at the soft junction of his neck and his shoulder. Just quick, soft kisses at first, but then she decides to see exactly what it will take to get Zayn to stop drawing.

Several years after the war, Ron Weasley is an Auror and a bit of playboy, much to everyone’s surprise. Draco has the unfortunate luck of being his Auror partner. He still hates Weasley. And he most definitely does not have a crush on his partner. Not even a little bit.

Sena Matsura, a Leaf kunoichi has been tasked with tracking down her father, former lord of the Matsura Clan turned rogue. After the devastation that transpired in his departure, can Sena finally track him down and restore her family's reputation? What happens when she confides in a certain Hyūga friend? Followed by a run in with a certain blond Akatsuki member?

Derek is a pizza delivery guy. Stiles is a regular customer. *‘Pizza!’ Stiles’ face was alight with ecstasy as he wrenched the door open. Derek arched a brow as he carefully handed over the boxes, stacked three high. ‘It’s just pizza, not the second coming.’

Sherlock finds it hard to leave Mycroft's bed.

Harry has a cure for a fataly ill Lucius. Just as Lucius’ illness Harry’s cure is very unique.

Foggy was getting so fired. He done did bad. A.K.A. The fic where Ward Meachum falls in lurve, Foggy follows him and New York's second finest Heroes, save the world.

Gojo Satoru has spent a lifetime trying to do the right thing the right way. He decides to spend his second terrorizing the local yakuza, reliving his middle school glory days with a pop punk youth aesthetic and a regrettable affliction for black leather, uprooting the criminal underworld and hero industry alike, and casually taking up costumed aggression as an occupation. A Gojo Satoru is reborn as Todoroki Touya AU

After getting kidnapped by the Baker family, a certain Baker takes a liking to you.

Years of working at the BAU had taught Dr. Spencer Reid how to look at the case around him and make a sort of judgment on the case itself. It’d taught him how to look at things and just sort of know whether the case was going to be a simple one, or if it was going to be bad. There were little things that gave warning to what could potentially be one of their ‘bad’ cases. The case in Georgia with Tobias—bad. The case where he and Emily went undercover at the cult—bad. The bank robbery by the Face Cards—bad. It was the same sort of sense that he’d had as a child, when he’d walk into the house after school and be able to judge in just a quick look whether or not it was a good day or a bad day for his mom. Being at the BAU had taken that skill and refined it. Every single inch of Spencer had been screaming ‘bad’ ever since the team started this case.

For the following prompt on pacificrimkink: Okay, all resentment aside, when Chuck saw Gipsy Danger being dropped to Striker's rescue, it was like he was 16 again, but better. Because this was Gipsy Danger, and this was Raleigh Becket, and he was seeing them in action for the first time since, well, since he was 16. (I figure he felt like all the N'Sync fans felt a little while back, lol, except maybe with mostly internal fangirl screaming.) And, okay, it's not like Chuck considers himself a damsel or anything, but Raleigh did save him, right? So...the hero should get some kind of reward, right?

Cheryl mourns her brother, but grief is making her weak. The only other emotions she can access are vengeance, and lust. It burns sweetly, like cinnamon hearts.

Today was going to be the day, Draco decided. Today was going to be the day he came forward. Today was going to be the day he changed Harry Potter's life.

Maki knows she has feelings for Nico of all people. Feelings that twist in her stomach like butterflies, feelings that make her more nervous than that first daunting step out onto a brightly lit stage ever could. Tiring textbook teenage feelings that she always just assumed she'd grow out of. But Nico’s brave and self-assured and (mostly) honest. She's always ready to tell the world exactly what she thinks. So if there was a chance - the smallest glimmer of something - if she had time in her insanely busy schedule to even consider it, then surely, surely, she’d say something. [She's always rushing for the last train home]

Malcolm enjoys killing monsters - it's better than thinking about what he's lost.