Humans can WHAT?!

Dexter finally gives Debra what she wanted, which was to let her in.

After a negative encounter with Carmilla Carmine, Vaggie hoped she would never meet the overlord again. However, when Carmilla learns something unexpected, she's determined to make things right between the moth demon, and make amends. Vaggie doesn't trust the overlord, and Charlie is still furious with her for obvious reasons. But over time, Vaggie starts to see the easily-tempered woman is not so bad. However, with a newly formed ally, old memories threaten to break Vaggie, as her past comes to haunt her. Can those in her present, keep her safe from those of her past? Vaggie tries to stand on her own but slowly sees those around her are people she can rely on.(Vaggie centric fic, because yes, she is my favorite!)

« I have known many men, Signore. So many men, but never have I been loved in return - not even by the single person apart from you, my dear, whom I cherished more than life itself. Only you, my very dear, my very tender, my very loved, have, and forever will have, my heart between your hands. Oh, yes, perhaps am I not a brave man. Perhaps do I not have a noble soul. Perhaps do I not deserve your love.But in spite of that, Signore, I love you. » Mid-19th century, a painter falls in love with his model, under the bright Neapolitan sun.

Jughead was careful by nature with things he cared about, and he cared about Betty, so a small part of him, at the back of his mind, wondered if this thing was so fragile it was destined to break. But Betty didn’t feel fragile when she moved her lips against his, put her warm hands on the nape of his neck so that it made him shiver, she felt real, and willing, and so sweet. Post 1.06 but set before 1.07. Betty has a panic attack and calls Jughead over for comfort and distraction.

Dean is a nomadic omega, drifting from clan to clan, settlement to settlement. There's no hope of him becoming mated at his age, is there? Prehistoric werewolf Ambreigns.

LONG fic charting the marauders' time at Hogwarts (and beyond) from Remus' PoV - diversion from canon in that Remus's father died and he was raised in a children's home, and is a bit rough around the edges. Otherwise canon-compliant.1971 - 1995 This IS a wolfstar fic, but incredibly slow burn. Literally years. Long build up but worth it I promise! PLEASE DO NOT COPY TO WATTPAD. SERIOUSLY, WHY?? Spotify playlist:https://open.spotify.com/user/htl2006/playlist/3z2NbLq2IVGG0NICBqsN2D?si=Liyl_JKJSx2RUqks3p50kg (Compiled by amazing reader, JustAnotherPerson) DISCLAIMER: I do not support JK Rowling's disgusting transphobic views. NOTE: I AM NO LONGER READING OR REPLYING TO COMMENTS ON THIS FIC

Lucius casts a spell on Harry right before he dies. Voldemort finds Harry and discovers what spell he cast. Can Tom live with the result of the spell?(sorry, I suck at summaries)

Ellie finds a body on the beach, drawing both her and Hardy into a murder investigation no one wants.

"He is too pregnant to be 34,000 feet in the air," Martin sighed, rubbing his hands over his face. "I'm not letting him on any more flights. It's not worth the risk. I just hate leaving him at home, with the baby so close…" "Just give him some toy aeroplanes," Douglas suggested, and Martin looked over, confused. "He can fly them all around his own globe."

Rose Lalonde runs an Apothecary. Dave Strider, her cousin, a knight, is scheming behind her back to get her to come out of her shell. Matchmaking is on the roster. Surprises ensue.

James had assured Robbie that the feel of silk on the skin was a pleasure not to be missed. Robbie had to admit the lad had been right.

Trouble on a wendigo hunt lands the brothers in hot water — or in Sam's case, a very cold river.

The council for the Fellowship has Elrond on edge and he snaps at Lindir.

AU - Kyle is a high school teacher, and Stan the quarterback is mad about the grade he got on his essay.

“Your logic is incredibly upsetting,” says Minho. His skin crawls– the air in his lungs feels gummy. “You really think–” “Things like this are going to keep happening,” Seungmin interrupts again, and he doesn’t have to specify what this means for Minho to once again be harassed with snapshots of Seungmin beneath him, breathless, calling him sexy. His confidence is starting to slip, mouth being drawn into a tight, thin line. “I’m– if we just fuck and get it over with, we can move on with our lives.” It’s a terrible idea. It’s a terrible fucking idea, and yet.

Hogwarts AU. No one in school believed White Walkers exist, that they are just and old leyend, but they are coming [In which I couldn't come up with a title]

Archivist’s note: a selection from correspondence penned by Nathaniel Howe, a Grey Warden who served shortly following the Fifth Blight. These were discovered among his personal effects following his death, and as such were likely never sent to their intended recipients.

Interlude: The disastrous night of meeting the family, Isabelle has a plan on how they can mend bridges and turn the night around for the better. Simon isn't sure he agrees since it's literally his ass on the line. This is gratuitous porn so it can be read as a standalone .

[on prolonged hiatus] When Viktor Nikiforov gets called out to the local high school on a suicide attempt, he doesn't expect to be able to save the victim or have anything to do with them, let alone fall in love.Six years ago, Yuuri Katsuki attempted suicide in his school bathroom. Six years ago, Viktor Nikiforov revived him.Six years ago, they fell in love and separated before the summer could begin. In the present, Yuuri is an elementary school in his Appalachian hometown with little meaning for his life outside teaching every day. That is, until a fresh-out-of-university bachelor with a familiar face gets assigned to all the schools in Yuuri's county. When the pair reunites, Yuuri allows Viktor to open his heart again as the pair struggle to heal from past mistakes together. And with the help of Viktor, Yuuri begins to realize that with a little bit of love, life just might be beautiful.

Queen Elsa's ascension to the throne was tumultuous to say the least. In its aftermath, she has a peace to negotiate, her sister's wedding to plan, and a kingdom to convince that her reign will mean stability and prosperity for the realm. All of important for the future of her people. All things she was raised to be able to handle. But no one ever taught her how a queen is supposed to handle it when the one thing that should be hers alone seems completely beyond her reach.

Arthur's back in this life.Merlin means for them to fall in love all over again: to squabble, fuck, watch bad telly on a lumpy sofa... But there's just one little problem.

Breakups can be rough...on at least one party.

“Well look who we have here!” Grian stiffens at the voice, at the scent, his eyes widening. Warmth crashes into him fiercely, leaving some pathetic noise behind. He turns around on his heel, meeting the pointed end of an arrow. His hazy mind hardly registers the weapon directed at him, instead looking past it, at who it is that’s pointing the arrow at him. He locks gazes with green eyes, finding a lopsided smirk. His heart stutters, and Grian aches. “Scar…” he mumbles weakly, and he can only imagine how pathetic he sounds. grian has an unexpected heat during secret life, and pulls scar into a messy situation. good thing scar won’t remember any of it after the game. right?

“If that's what you wanted,” Laurent said, voice still husky, “you should have just told me. There was no need to pretend.” Damen frowned in confusion. “I thought the whole point was that we’re pretending.” “Trying to, anyway,” Laurent muttered.

Clint's a barista, Phil's some kind of businessman, and they both flirt like high schoolers by passing notes back and forth.