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When Takaba Akihito, a naive but feisty 23 year old novice freelance photographer investigating criminal activity on Japan's underworld, comes across something he never expected to catch in his viewfinder, life as he knows it is about to change and a whole new world will be exposed that he never knew existed.

“I’m Galra, Lance.” It's the first time he's said those words out loud––and to Lance of all people. He should feel horrified at himself but somehow, he doesn't. In fact, an eerie calmness has settled over him. Everything comes sharply into focus as he stands there, still holding Lance's wrist, breathing in and out, waiting for a response. A post "Blade of Marmora" fix-it fic. Mostly broganes & klance bonding.

One day Cas says, "Stars died for you, Dean Winchester", against ruffled hair perched atop sun kissed skin and sleepy eyes. Dean stirs, moving to spread his palms against the contour of Cas’ back, tips of fingers languidly strumming the indentations of his spine. One, two, three, four, he counts, the closest he could get to scientifically studying the anatomy of the human body. "Is this some physics crap again?" He frowns with eyes closed. Cas smiles softly. "Far from it." Dean’s fingers play at the base of his back, ninth thoracic vertebrae, Cas notes. "Then tell me all about it."

“Five minutes,” he mumbles, “Just five minutes, and I’ll leave.” The warmth of the fire cradles him, sings to him softly, and soon, Murphy is gone. When consciousness comes back to him, the flames are still burning. Yet this time the room feels cold, uninviting, and there's a gun against his head. ••••••••••••••••New chapter, soon.

Sam strips while Dean talks Castiel into giving orders.

Both Steve and Bruce thinks it's a bad idea of Tony being with Vision. Tony thinks otherwise....

Dave invites Karkat over to "hang out" and "watch" a movie. At first it goes well... Too well. Karkat gets absorbed into the movie, ignoring Dave and shrugging off his advances. Then, after finally gaining the troll's attention, Dave's plan really goes down the drain as Bro comes home and sits himself right between the two. It doesn't take long for things to get messy.

Fluffy ficlets to compensate for when I end up writing sad things. This summary used to have a description of each ficlet but now there are too many, I have run out of characters... So to sum it up: in this ongoing collection we have everything from Bilbo being turned into a bunny to Thorin being turned into a child to Fíli going across the galaxy to find Bofur to a G-rated tentacle fic to- Heh, maybe you can just look at the tags? And prompts are welcome if they're small, cute and cuddly!

“So, I've got this question,” Tony says when he walks into the Avengers' living room this morning, “and feel free to ignore me if, y'know, I'm talking crazy here, but have any of you spontaneously burst into song lately?” There is a moment of total silence. Then Natasha curses in Russian and Clint bursts out with “I knew there was something off with those back-up singers!” Steve says nothing, but he blushes, and Thor claims that he noticed nothing out of the ordinary, as he tends to spontaneously burst into song anyway. Or, the one where New York falls under a musical spell and that is not nearly as much fun as it sounds like.

Prompt: Sex slave!Dean, newly castrated and penis shortened, wearing only slave bracelets, a jeweled metal collar, and a jeweled sound in the stubby remains of his cock and forced to dance erotically for his master before being fucked by him.

In January of 1862, Castiel died alongside Samuel Colt, trying to close the Devil's Gate in Sunrise, Wyoming. Only, he wasn't supposed to die. An Angel, Dean, rescued him from Hell and brought him back to Earth to finish his mission. Now, the Devil's Gate must be closed in order to prevent a grave disaster 150 years in the future. The demon, Alastair, however, will do anything to stop this from happening. Will the good guy be able to stop the bad guy with the help of the angel? Time will tell.

A mix of crack, fluff, angst and whatever you guys feel like prompting me with. Starts off with Supercorp.

The first time, it was an accident. And the second. And the third.

Aedan tries as best he can. Zevran appreciates it.

Nyx Ulric was a lot of things. Brave, naturally. A hero, selfless in his endeavours to save his fellow glaives and to protect the royal family. Arrogant, yes, though he’d be remiss to call himself that. Not quite boisterous, but he knew he carried a certain charm and flair. But there was one thing that Nyx Ulric was not. And it was patient.

Part 5 to my little Vamp appreciation story. I had originally intended this to be a three part but I’m enjoying myself so will keep going for awhile. This work is entirely fiction and no reflection is meant on real persons. The Vamps are:James McVey – 19Tristan Evans – 18Brad Simpson – 18 (Just turned) Connor Ball – 16

Greg is worried when he hasn't heard from Sherlock or John in over two weeks, so he stages a drugs bust to search 221b. What he finds isn't what he was expecting.

Steve already had one miracle in his life; Mage Erskine's serum. Though he was still small it made him strong and fast and able to weather all the great losses of his life. But it was when he received a gift from an unlikely source that he felt truly blessed. Exc: Those eyes, those lips, that jaw, that chin; it was all him, his best friend, his first love, what his heart had ached for most in the past decade. “Bucky?” The man's brow drew together, “Who the hell is Bucky?”

A Dazai x reader that turns into a Chuuya x reader as the story develops. Fluffy and smutty goodness.You're childhood friends with both Dazai and Chuuya, but as you get older, your relationship with them changes. Just a long fanfic I wanted to write because Chuuya is one of my loves.WARNING: Cheating and heartbreak.DISCLAIMER: I do not own Bungou Stray Dogs or any of the characters in this fanfic, all rights reserved <3Please enjoy!

“Do you… go commando often or?”

Lizzie gets drunk dialed by an unexpected caller.

Derek sighed and rubbed his forehead. "What if I told you I traveled back in time to protect you."

Three seconds later the window was sliding open and Stiles was sticking his head out to squint at Derek. "I'm making curly fries, do you want some or do you want to sit out here and keep pretending like I don't know you've been hanging out on my roof every night for the last two weeks?" Derek's face dropped into a look for shock. "How the hell did you know I was out here?" Stiles huffed a sigh and rolled his eyes "Dad saw you the first night he went back to work and texted me asking why the hell you were skulking around the roof. Now do you wanna come in or do you actually enjoy freezing your ass off out here all night." Stiles disappeared back into his room before Derek could reply.

Sansa found her way to keep her maidenhood intact

Tsuna is now Vongola Decimo. He, Reborn and his guardians live in Vongola HQ, in Italy. ONe day Tsuna finds a letter to his Class Reunion. His guardians decide for him, so Tsuna has no choice but to go to the Class Reunion. Warnings: Yaoi! R27 (RebornxTsuna)Can be also found on Fanfiction.net and Wattpad

Set after the events from s02e10 of Shadowhunters.Valentine somehow managed to escape, and for some reason he also kidnapped Alec. While the rest of the Institute debates their next move, some of the people closest to Alec's want to start looking for him immediately.

Arthur's new job at the local newspaper in the tiny town of Albion was never in his life's plans. However, when he meets an intriguing soldier named Merlin, he begins to realize that losing all control over his life wasn't always necessarily a bad thing. Except sometimes it was.

“Uncle Clark! Uncle Clark!”The interruption is accompanied by the sound of little feet dashing down the Manor hallways, and Clark smiles, turning in his armchair to face the intruder as he bursts through the door of Bruce’s study. Or, baby omega Dick spends some quality time with his uncle while Bruce watches.

Kankri Vantas is an upstanding young college student, forced to work at a strip club, and... Alright, stop me if you've heard this one before. No one has ever been able to peek under his mask, to see the true boy behind those devilish hips. No one. Until this bastard shows up, and discovers the truth. Kankri Vantas, captain of he debate team, tightass #1, is most definitely not who he appears to be. And that only seems to attract our resident rich boy asshole even more.