What means the most

The dying light catches the hair on Buck’s stomach, glinting where it smatters across the firm, broad planes of his belly—Eddie resolutely does not pay heed to his monkey brain’s kneejerk response of bite—crowding thick and snaking down into the waistband of his shorts. Eddie’s not going to pass out, he’s going to die. “Eds,” Buck grins, catching sight of him. “Ready to get your ass handed to you?” He scoops up the basketball resting on the bench, letting it twirl effortlessly on a fingertip. Eddie is not going to pass out or die, God doesn’t love him enough for either of those things, Eddie is going to chub into the world’s least concealable boner in these baggy-ass shorts that won’t hide shit and then he’s going to have to ask Chim’s friends to mercy-kill him. or, buck's good at basketball, eddie's trying really hard not to commit an act of public indecency about it, and maybe, just maybe, a slightly bloody beachside pick-up game can be the start of something new

On weekends, Kyoko Kirigiri likes to investigate on little cases to keep her detective skills on point. They're not very entertaining per say, but that's better than Hope's Peak's poor mysteries. This one case is more interesting, at least... With her fellow classmate and sidekick, Makoto Naegi, she investigates on a robbery case, at least that's before she is forced onto another one. (First DR fanfic so of course it's gonna be awkward. I don't know how you Kyoko Kirigiri and even less how you good fanfic.Also slight Naegiri because I'm that kind of trash)

Wherein Newt maybe possibly has a teeny tiny itsy bitsy almost microscopic crush on a certain grumpy old mathematician and Hermann falls and can't get up. Angsty pining ensues. (explicit for chapter 2)

Hannibal is involved with a woman he finds interesting enough to keep around longer than normal. Just as his interest begins to wane, he meets her son who's home for the summer. Suddenly his interest is greatly renewed and its nothing to do with his girlfriend.

In which Bull bends Dorian lovingly over a table.

Cas and Kevin get fed up with how loud Sam and Dean are when they have sex. Sam and Dean find a way to work around this issue.

From Gotham to Qurac, things don't improve. In fact, they get worse. Each of them has their own enemies and unlike with Black Mask, this time they may need help.

It's time for fledgling Agent Barton to leave the nest. Or how Clint moves to Bedford Stuyvesant and gives love and floral advice to Jasper. Phil wields a mean paintbrush ... and there may be a kiss involved.

Explorations, variations and off-camera moments from the Mass Effect 2 storyline. Multiple character POVs.

Out of the corner of her eye Darcy saw the lab technician that had helped to move Jane’s equipment into the lab start fiddling with the calibration on the mass spec. “Hey. Don’t touch that,” she said, not looking up from the inventory form. He paid her no attention, and she stared at the paper as if it would give her patience. “Oi. You – whasyername – there’s about three people in the world Jane trusts to touch her equipment, and I’m pretty sure you’re not one of them.”

The Lightwood-Bane family had moved in the years since the wedding, to a small house Magnus had owned for at least a century before ever meeting Alec. It was quieter than the loft, which was where Jace and Clary had moved to after their own marriage. It had been a gift from Magnus to his Biscuit. He’d joked at the time that since Clary waltzed in as if she owned the place, then she may as well actually own the place. Alec took off his gear, which didn’t take as long anymore since the shadow world had managed to find a measure of peace in the last few years.

Victor was ready. He wanted it, badly. The only problem, unfortunately… was his mate. Or: a companion fic to Retrouvailles, set six years after the Epilogue. Victor wants kids. He’s just not sure Yuuri does too.

Sherlock wakes John from a nightmare and comforts him in the only way he knows how.

“For the love of God, man, can’t you at least close your mouth while you’re chewing?” Let's say that Dan is having a bad day but the Devil is there to help... eventually.

Not much is known about Karma Akabane's personal life. And, quite frankly, he likes it that way. It's not that he doesn't trust his friends in class 3-E, it's just that... well, some things are just better off being kept secrets. (Sorry, I suck at summaries)

Feared villain Magneto has been wooing Charles for months now but has never succeeded in his attempts. Trying to get on Charles' good side isn't an easy task when one is often destroying buildings and spewing death threats to the human population of Manhattan. Finally, Erik does something right. He sends Charles a bouquet of red roses and Charles turns up at his doorstep, kissing him so hard Erik forgets how to breathe. They kiss, they hug, they have sex, and then they both fall deeply in love.

“What on earth are you singing?” Kara almost drops the mug she was pulling out of the cupboard at the sound of Cat’s voice. She’s overused her powers in an exhausting fight a few days ago, they have yet to return, and her life with Cat without her super hearing was proving to be challenging, to put it nicely. “You’re startling me on purpose, aren’t you?” Kara asks with a groan as she puts the cup on the counter island and stares at the other woman. It’s only then that she notices the cold demeanor and narrowed eyes. The scowl on her lips tells Kara she’s waiting for an answer. “Uh … My favorite things, from the movie The Sound of Music?” She asks, unsure as to why Cat is so cold and distant. She guesses Cat has something against Julie Andrews but that doesn’t explain the whole attitude. “Don’t. Ever. I mean it.”

Rose and Dave are living together post-SBURB. Rose offers him dinner. It proves to be traumatic.

Yamaguchi has never liked his freckles; he finds them childish and embarrassing, though the ones on his arms can serve a purpose. He's sure his soulmate (if he even has one) will find them just as dorky as everyone else. So when a freckled drawing of a dinosaur finally gets the silent soulmate to speak up, will Yamaguchi learn to accept his spotted fate? Or will self-doubt ruin his chance or ever finding happiness?

But all he can see is the demon - Jace, it’s Jace - looking at him, a cruel tilt to his mouth as he considers Simon.“Tell me.” Jace whispers. “Tell me, how much you desire me, how desperately you crave my attention. How I will never look at you, when all you can look at is me.”.

For several eternal seconds after he finds Jane’s body, Thor doesn’t comprehend what he sees. He is so lost in denial that he barely realizes he has fallen to his knees, and at first he doesn’t see the knife still lying next to her head. When he does, it takes him much longer than it should to recognize it as Loki’s.

“That makes six nights in a row,” Harry informed Nick later in the day as he finished loading bottles into the dishwasher. “The first two times it was a bad dream, but now he doesn’t even give an excuse.” Or, Niall has developed the habit of wanting to sleep in Harry's bed every night.

Vox is an omega, that's his biggest secret. During his life time he hid this fact using suppressants, and counited to in death. One day he runs out of pills and his supplier is out of stock for the time being so Vox is forced to submit to the torture of going through heat for the first time in decades. Too bad his business partner only see's omega's as mere object's... But hey, at least angel found him just in time, right? — temporary hold — (RAIDOSTATIC WILL BE HEALTHY BTW, JUST TAKES TIME)(Let me know if there's any issues with Vox's glitched voice font! S̷̡̗͐͠ä̶̜́m̶͖͂͒p̵̛͔̒l̴̳̝͂̇e̴͕̙̎ ̴̬̩̉̈o̶̩̮͊n̴̙̈̿ ̶̧͔́̓h̷͔̺̎̃o̷͔̕w̶̹̅ ̸̯͎̐ï̷̻t̶̫͆͠ ̵̡͔͊̂l̴̟͒ǒ̷̻͋ŏ̷̖͜k̶̜͐s̵̬̈́!̵̜͉͌