Lily Gets Stuck

A misguided auror finds that trying to free slaves won't always end well, not when they don't want to be freed. Harry Potter is one of those cases.

Harry Styles is on top of the world. He's moving to Chicago to live in a kick ass apartment that he's sharing with his old college friend, Niall. When their old college crew makes plans to hang out, Harry realizes he will be coming face to face with his unrequited crush, Louis.- H: Tommo’s? N: Yeah. Tommo. Louis. Tomlinson. Are we seriously doing this? You really gonna pretend you don’t know who I’m talking about? Dude I’ve seen you sign ‘Harry Tomlinson’ all over a piece of paper. H: That was a long time ago! N: So you do know who I’m talking about then H: Yes. Just it was a long time ago. N: It was 3 years ago not 30 years ago. Anyway I’ll text you the address. Liam and Zayn will meet you there in an hour and I’ll be there as soon as I can. H: I can’t just show up! N: Why not? He knows you’re coming. See you there. Later.

AU in which Will receives a secret admirer with a penchant for writing him poetry and slaughtering the innocent in artistic fashions. No one ever told him that courtship was so bloody or appealing -rather, so bloody appealing? He's a part-time bartender that can't catch a break, but at least he has one loyal customer who doesn't seem to mind bouncing from restaurant to bar to restaurant in order to have his favorite drink made by his favorite person. There couldn't be a correlation though; Dr. Lecter is an upstanding psychiatrist that just likes his drinks served a certain way, and the Chesapeake Ripper keeps sending love letters in the hopes of one day eating him. One is, quite frankly, flattering, the other... Will isn't stupid enough to tell anyone that it's also equally flattering, albeit horrifying at the same time. It's up for interpretation. Right? Slow(ish) burn, romance, obsession, gaslighting, old(er) Hannibal (10 year difference), university-aged Will

When her mother began dating a new man, Clarke never imagined she would have to move on with him and his annoying daughter, Lexa. Clarke hates the new city, the new weather, but especially she hates her new step sister. Little do the two teenagers know how things can change.

Okay, so on Tumblr (are you ceasing to be surprised that this is the fault of somebody there? You should be!) gave Akihito some high-quality steel handcuffs to use on Asami since the ones he tried in the pink gold extra were apparently made of aluminum or something (or else Asami's freakishly strong, which could also be true) and they keep asking if he's used them yet. And then Aki made a new friend who suggested that he just ASK Asami to let him use them, and then...well...this happened. Most of these works are now companion pieces for askasamifeiandaki.tumblr.com

Jason Todd doesn't need a friend. Unfortunately, Tim Drake is friend-shaped. He is also a nosy stalker who loves to talk.

There was a lot going on in Possum Springs recently. Not for Mae of course, but for everyone else in town. It was all moving so fast winter became a snowy, chilly blur. With Gregg and Angus focusing on “The Plan”, Bea taking over her father’s store, and her parents trying to save the house, Mae thought now would be as good a time as any to sort herself out and rekindle her own plans for the future (maybe).Needless to say, the resurfacing of unsettling dreams and cryptic visions weren’t necessarily helping matters. Oh, and being kidnapped by a vengeful (and surprisingly extensive) cult certainly wasn’t helping things, either. Meanwhile in the woods, deep beneath the earth, a hungry darkness hums a haunting tune. And Mae can't get it out of her head.

“You know, Victor”, Yuuri purred in his ear, “if you want something, you can ask.”

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.

Through a kidnapping and the (re)discovering of a genius mind Lena and Kara grow closer.----------In which Kara gets to deal with the problems everyone seems to be ignoring and helps Lena along the way. Maybe Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor. I really don't know yet.

It had been Bertholdt’s birthday the previous day. He was six. He turned the knife over in his hand, and his lip quivered. When they told him he’d have to cut himself, it didn’t sound so bad. Now the knife was in his hand, he was frightened and he didn’t want to.

First fights can be hard. Harder when there's magic involved.

It's Valentines Day, and where is Daichi spending it? Working on a term paper in the library with his best friend Kuroo. It seems like he's destined to spend another lover's holiday alone, until one snapchat request and a mystery guy's answer turns Daichi's whole night upside down. Will he take a shot at love, or will time run out for him?

Stiles thinks he's funny. Derek sometimes agrees.

Derek hoists Stiles to his feet, and the six-year-old topples forward into the ten-year-old’s chest. He grunts and wipes at his cheek. “Sorry,” Derek blurts, eyes wide with worry, as he steadies him. Stiles smiles and shrugs, “‘s okay.” Derek smiles back and crosses his arms, “Okay, you have to be the prince and I’ll be the knight that has to rescue you, okay?” Stiles nods, “Okay.” “Go to sleep in the treehouse and when I kiss you, you have to wake up,” Derek instructs.

Part 2 of Piece by Piece- A W.D. GasterxReader fic. You've made it, alive and well, back to the real world. Gaster is whole and beautiful and.... you love each other. .... Now what do you do? Will feature AU's, unexpected plot, fluff, and probably no *sexytimes* but if I ever decide to put it in... I'll let you know.

When Veronica finds out that Jughead took Betty to the Chock'lit Shoppe on her first date ever, she's determined to show her best friend how a first date should really be done. Because Betty is worth it.

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!)

"Most infants find the act of being born unpleasant"

Alec goes to save Madzie from Valentine but she ends up saving him instead.

Zayn feels numb. There's a low pulse of desperation in his fingertips, like he's trying to catch smoke with his bare hands, keep it close to him. He tries to imagine a lifetime without tangling his hands in Mack's curls or being held by Liam, strong hands wrapped around him from behind and can't. Weeks have passed and Zayn can still remember perfectly the way Liam's breath feels tickling his ear, the way his laugh shakes through his entire body, the way he flushes behind his neck when Zayn teases him. Worth fighting for? he thinks. He's never been more sure of anything in his life. Or: it's been about five years since zayn stumbled into liam and mack and the rest of his family, and a whole lot has changed since then. sequel to take this sinking boat and point it home

Hannibal and Will do the do after working through Will's comfort levels. Written with belly rubbing love in mind.

Victor gets cursed. Luckily, Yuuri's royalty and pretty much available to deliver true love's first kiss. Just...not in the way Disney imagined it.___ "I...don't understand. What are you talking about?" The dragon goes on one knee, which looks absurdly comical with how lopsided that makes his bulky body, and swings his ocean blue tail around to retrieve the iron manacles tied around it. This, the dragon presents to Yuuri in two clawed hands and a happy rumble. "Crown Prince Yuuri Katsuki, 14th generation of the Kingdom of Hasetsu. Will you do me the honor of becoming my royal captive in a tower?"

Sansa felt a tear slide down her cheek. She had lived through it all. It was real. Her family was dead. She was dead. The Night King had won and stolen the living on his own cruel whims. Sansa had seen, clear as day, the army of the undead marching for Winterfell. Sansa had heard the screams, seen the stone painted with blood. Sansa remembered her father’s head on a spike, the tears she shed for her mother and dead brothers. What kind of gods would gift her that kind of nightmare? “If they were truly dead, why would it be me greeting you in the between?” Lyanna whispered. Sansa’s eyes widened at this. She looked back at the weirwood tree, and a soft lullaby echoes through the wind.

It's his birthday.She's wearing that dress.He doesn't know she's got something up her sleeve (or lack thereof).