Meowth's Allergies

Their first date is a disaster.

Alternate S2.01. Juan's cheating during the race causes a more serious accident but one that may go in his favour as he attempts to manipulate an amnesiac Cesare, even as his jealousy grows at his family's attempts to comfort his brother.

Hogwarts has found its water tainted with Amortentia.

Darcy hummed as she measured out the ingredients with practiced ease. This recipe was by far her favorite, even if it did take more time to make from scratch.She heard Steve arguing good-naturedly with Nat and Bucky as they came around the corner into the common area kitchen.I’m not sayin’ it’s not possible, punk, just that it’s very unlikely.”“All I’m sayin’ is that the taste is too consistent to be from a big bake shop. It’s gotta be one person,” Steve said as he reached into the cabinet beside Darcy. She may have snuck a peek or two at all those lovely muscles on display as his shirt rode up. Who wouldn’t?

Cecil is understandably upset by his mysterious past, but has no reason to fear for his mysterious future

After his disgrace at Tol Sirion/Tol-in-Gaurhoth, Mairon has returned to Angband after about a year of self-imposed exile. Despite being banned from Melkor's Presence and sentenced to spend his days laboring in the mines under his own fortress, Mairon is not capable of forgetting where his true duty lies. Have you ever wondered how Mairon became so adept at manipulation to seduce poor Tyelpe into making the Rings of Power or persuade that git Ar-Pharazon "The Golden" into actually attacking Valinor? (Thank you to Morgause1 - from whom I've "borrowed" the concept of Mairon's punishment in the mines. And thank you to Jess - fantasychica37 on Tumblr - for the impetus necessary to put this beast to bed - literally.) I would like to Dedicate this story to the both of you in gratitude for the inspiration you've given me. Thank you again, very much!

His lover Luna sends him a strange gift while she is away to ease his lonelyness...and then the Weasly twins arrive for a bussiness meeting...this may not be pretty but it may be amusing...or not...depends how you see things..

Just a collection of one shots about your favorite hunters and huntresses. Originally posted on FF.net

Magnus has a bad depression day and Alec helps. This is set in the speak your bleeding heart 'verse. Although reading that piece isn't required for your understanding of this one, I would definitely recommend it. It's all about Alec and Magnus being really handsy and good at talking, too, so if this interests you, it's safe to say that will as well. “It's a bad. Day.” Magnus pushes the words past his lips like they're boulders rolling up his fragile throat. “A bad – depression day.” “Oh,” Alec says. “Would it help if I – ” He shifts to pull the covers up and slides carefully beneath them to press his chest to Magnus' back, locking their knees and laying an arm around Magnus' stomach.

Aranea discovers exactly how unreliable a narrator her post-Scratch self really was. Or, Mindfang's story becomes even more tragic.

They're playing with fire. But neither one of them has ever been afraid of burning. Especially not for each other.

They were partners. Ego had even called Isagi the best for Rin – his existence the most ideal for him. It sounded like bullshit when he reflected back on it but in the end, he slowly realized the truth in Ego’s words.

All in all, their group worked well for who and what they were, but sometimes it didn't. (there is a scene that could be called dub-con, but only because Dean fights the fact that humiliation turns him on)

Will Graham is becoming more and more dependent upon the special, intimate therapy provided by Hannibal Lecter. This time, he makes his first specific request of Hannibal, who is happy to fulfill it. And Hannibal certainly wants Will to be as dependent upon him as possible.

It’s been five months, and still Alex is never completely prepared for Henry’s performances. Private or otherwise.Or,Henry is a night dancer, and he’s everything Alex wants.

Winona is called to fix the cock-up of the Yorktown's engines. She uses one of the science-bitches to help her do it.

When Sam pushes Dean to take what he wants he gets a chance to have a little taste while Jo gets more than she bargained for.

Phil is on a mission, Kate is in a terrible mood, and Clint is just doing his best to keep everything running smoothly.

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“You broke into my apartment,” Steve says dumbly, but in his defense, he just woke up to his apartment being robbed, with the robber waking him up on purpose.

So, hear me out. This may be controversial. But, on the other hand… It may be true. Sherlock Holmes has always loved Molly Hooper. Always, always.

She's always in control, but maybe she needs to let go.

When Sam explores a mysterious cavern deep in the woods behind the Bunker, he accidentally awakens a sheevra, a mischievous fairy spirit that intrudes the minds of its victims and feeds on emotions. The primary emotions the sheevra feels from Sam are not happy ones, and the steady diet of doubt and loathing drives the sheevra mad, bombarding Sam with religious hallucinations, deafening messages of failure, and attacks his soul. The sheevra's malice and Sam's resulting confessions teach both boys something about Sam. He's not fine.

The Alpha pack were gone, Derek and Cora had left and things seemed safe in Beacon Hills for once. So, why was it that even though she had her 'Pack' Stiles had never felt more alone? The Darkness that Deaton had warned about, well it seemed to be affecting her the most and she felt on the verge of panic attacks daily. She didn't mean to, but she started closing herself off to her friends and yet someone saw how messed up she was. Leave it to a certain Creeperwolf to be the one to bring Stiles back to herself and help her heal from the loss.

There was no reason for him to feel anxious about anything, not when when his life was objectively wonderful. He was an international gold medalist and married to Victor Nikiforov, for heaven's sake. He should never be sad for another moment for the rest of his life. Except he was.