Falling in Love

packs merge all the time. it's survival. jimin knows that, but what he's not prepared for is the attention he's getting from a certain jeon jeongguk, the alpha's son.

Husk hunches over the chopping board and his pocket knife as he slices bananas. A bowl of Greek yogurt waits close by. Angel very pointedly avoids looking at the myriad of bottles past the bar counter, and Husk doesn't suggest a drink. "These should help your blood sugar levels get back to normal," he says instead, gruff. "Your sweet tooth won't complain either." "Aww, you remember," Angel coos, touched. or: The subtle ways that Husk shows his love, except it's obvious to everyone but Angel Dust.

Sally just arrived in New Rome to visit her beloved son. That seven hour flight hasn't helped her back though... Luckily for her, she's able to book a massage at the highest rated place there. Unfortunately or maybe fortunately for her, the masseur is her own son, and they've got some repressed desires for each other.

When Trevor was praying for Yevgeny to grow up a bit faster so that he could actually talk to the kid, this wasn't what he had in mind. One Milkovich was already a handful but having two Milkoviches in the household was proving too much for Trevor to handle. ~ Summary sucks as usual but hopefully you enjoy it nonetheless

When the moon came, it was the easiest of all.

Scott and Stiles play a game of Too Hot.

Will Graham, Beta, profiler for the Behavioral Sience Unit.Professor at Quantico, home owner, dog parent, and all around antisocial man. And hidden Omega. Will has been hiding his designation for over a decade, when a kidnapping and a bleeding wrist reveals him to Hannibal Lecter, a prominent pure breed alpha who has been wanting Will for quite a while, now they have the chance to perhaps be together. Will things work out?

Abaddon is older than any free demon left on Earth or in Hell at this point. She’s seen humanity at its worst and best, crossing millennia, and yet she’s never discovered a human who fascinated her as much as Dean Winchester. Then again, she’d never met a human who’d had the nerve to tell an archangel to fuck off when he discovered he was said angel’s vessel.

It was Bifur who brought him the narrow block of pale green marble. The stone was smaller than most Dwarves chose, but it was veined with ripples of golden-white, the color of Bilbo’s hair in the midday sun. Bifur laid the block gently down on Thorin’s personal forge and grunted that you didn’t need much to carve a half-Hobbit child.

This is dark stuff. It's about the gradual recovery of a PTSD victim under an iron fist of love. Warning: bestiality, smut, rape, violence, possibly bdsm Yeah and please please please leave me any feedback I'm not sure if I should post this dumb and sick fanfic at all. Yeah I have stocks and still. Yeah. Pleeeeeeease? ;)

Cas paused in the doorway watching Dean cooking. Breathing in the scents of food and home and mate. Everything filling him with calm and happiness as he allowed himself to focus more on Dean. On the green apron their daughter picked out for his mate and how Dean effortlessly moved around the kitchen. His mate is humming under his breath and Cas can feel heat pooling in his belly. Want climbing through his veins.

We all know the story of Kingdom hearts with Sora. But what would happen if he never existed, instead what if Ruby Rose, Blake Belladonna, Weiss Schnee and Yang Xiao Long were the chosen Keyblade wielders. Follow in this story as Team RWBY, Donald Duck, Goofy and three more new allies find a way to stop the heartless in this journey to be...

5 times Chairman Meow ran away and 1 time Magnus went looking for him.

What if Harry wasn't the Savior they thought? What if he just honestly didn't care about the light?

Clarke gets a new phone and texts Raven, though as she hadn't backed up her numbers she reaches someone else. or For Day 3 of ClexaWeek2017.

Scars that aren't yours staining your skin.Pain that isn't yours wracking your body. Knowing there is someone out there who has the potential to love you no matter what.Unconditional love for someone you might never even meet. That’s just the way it works when your soul resonates so strongly with another that you can feel each other’s pain and bear each other’s scars. OR Another, way too angsty soulmate/soulmark AU that absolutely no one asked for.

It's almost Halloween and Santa Barbara's latest mugger is a big fan of the holiday. A fact Shawn discovers the hard way. Determined to unmask his mysterious assailant, Shawn and the gang must go undercover on the spookiest night of the year. Of course, things never go quite as planned. . .A tale of crime, love, and candy corn.

"Rhys tasted like fiercely guarded tenderness and the sweet of rosy honey sealed away for years and years, and it warms a fire in Jack’s greedy loins as he debates whether to tongue-fuck the kid now or wait and try to make Rhys feel the full force and stretch of his cock. His eyebrow quirked up as he noticed a twitch in his peripheral vision, his sharp eyes snaking up to see Rhys’ sweet little cock stiffening, the tiniest bead of pearly cum starting to swell at the tip. Jack snickered, his rumbling laugh vibrating through the young man’s loins as he kissed the skin next to Rhys’ balls. “Oh? What’s this? Don’t tell me, sugarplum….do mommy and daddy know about your dragon-fucking fantasy?” Rhy’s face flushed bright red, grimace scathing even as his cock twitched under Jack’s hot breath." ----- In which Bratty Prince Rhys gets kidnapped and knocked up by a fearsome handsome dragon.

They were villains, but even they had a damn line. The League made a big mistake trying to get them to cross it. (Set after 'The Thin Gray Line')

Keith's in a rush to get to the bathroom

Dan shivers. He’s still got his jumper on but he may as well be naked with how intimate it feels. He whines a little, presses his back into the muddy earth behind him as he arches. “Being here makes me not want to go back to the city,” he says, seemingly out of nowhere. “Hmm,” Phil makes an interested noise against the thin skin pulled tight around the plane of Dan’s jawbone. “Where should we go?”

"Dean loved his brother, he really did. If he could choose between his life and Sammy's, there would be no contest. He'd sold his soul for the guy, and tried to die for him more than once, even though it never seemed to stick. But sometimes how easy things were for his brother just made Dean hate him." Takes place at the beginning of season 8, minimal spoilers through that time. Deal's with Dean's feelings of inadequacy compared to how highly he thinks of Sam. And a little gratuitous h/c because really, the boys need some.

Jared does not do well with change and at 16, his whole life is groundless and shifting, reeling sharp from a year and a half of instability. But he's always felt at home in the Ackles' house, even if their parents have gone their separate ways. Uninvited and impulsive, Jared just needs to see Jensen one more time.

Raven and Emma meet every week to drink coffee and gossip about Charles. (The coffee is optional)