Burgess and Burgess

To Killua, Gon is a best friend. A little annoying, a little overly enthusiastic but still his best friend. To Gon, Killua is his boyfriend of over a year. He loves him dearly, even if Killua still denies their relationship in public. To say there's some miscommunication here is an understatement.

Both Draco and Harry are trying to move on with their lives and for three years, it seems to be working. Then, however, a tragic accident claims two victims and intertwines their lives once again.

PWP? You're underneath Mettaton's desk during a busy day at work. Gender neutral reader, mettaton is a sub. Light wireplay :00 !!

Nearly everything has been taken from him. His family, his city, his friends. Even his secret identity is gone. Bruce Wayne is pushed up against the wall, and to save what he has left he does the unthinkable. From there? A new world is formed, though to begin construction the old one must be destroyed. From the ashes of the Regime a New Olympus will rise. With Batman the Merciless leading it.

Charles accidentally knocks Max down in the corridor and almost instantly recognises that Max is in little headspace and needs looking after.

Sentinel-alpha Sherlock Holmes has no interest in finding an omega-guide, but having pushed his body to its limit he no longer has a choice. He dreads being saddled with a mate. Guide-omega John Watson has just lost his family and his chances at joining at the army. He has nothing left but a desolate future at some alpha's side. If only they knew.

a one night stand. kind of.

A Secret Santa gift exchange is organized, with the aid of JARVIS, to include the Avengers & friends. Everyone is pretty excited with their 'Santees', but none moreso than Darcy. She hopes to pull off her ambitious ideas. Steve's gifts leave him amused and slightly confused, especially when he sees who is delivering them.

You happen to be a pretty normal (and sometimes also dangerously depressed) columbiner who runs into what looks like a pair of people who are cosplaying the columbine shooters.Well, things will escalate later. Just read it if you wanna.

Regulus Black, presumed dead for over 2 years, shows up at an Order of the Phoenix meeting with 6 mangled horcruxes and Voldemort's corpse. How does the wizarding world move on following the abrupt end of the war, and how does Regulus come to terms with the last four years of his life? Not on his own evidently, as his brother makes an effort to return to his life, James Potter tries to weasel his way into his heart and the friends he left behind in the name of the war aren't willing to leave him alone any longer. An endgame jegulus, wolfstar and rosekiller longfic with regular updates, angst and drama.

Darcy Lewis doesn't believe a word he says

You didn't expect that.

In which Dean Winchester learns the importance of Disney movies, Castiel is the prettiest princess, and it’s all Sam’s fault.

Derek and Stiles are announcing the name of their baby. Cora has a bit of a surprise up her sleeve, something Derek thought he'd never see again and never have the chance to pass on to his son.

It was supposed to be a relaxing, fun drive out to California to visit Sam. That was what Dean promised him. Instead, Cas is spending every night lying awake, staring at the ceiling, unable to fall asleep because of how loudly Dean is snoring in the bed next to him. This is going to call for some drastic measures.

Kink Meme Prompt: Noctis, Ignis and Gladio all grew up as perfect targets for kidnapping/ransom. Obviously at some point they were each sat down by an adult and told what to do in the event that they get taken. They would have been taught basic things like, try to connect with your kidnapper so they're less likely to hurt you, and more advanced things like how to secretly give clues to your location when the kidnapper has you make a 'proof of life' phonecall. What their instructors didn't count on was the fact that they're all little shits. (Noctis keeps getting kidnapped and his responses keep getting more... well. More Noctis.)

What's wrong with Judy? Takes place before 'Heart Like A Kickdrum'

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.

The cheeky smile fades from his face as Thranduil removes his crown with finesse to let it drop to the filthy floor.

After the Department of Mysteries Fiasco, all Harry wants to do is grieve in peace. Unfortunately for him, his friends and family are going to do anything in their power to keep that from happening. The beatings Harry received before the start of 3rd year have started up again now that Sirius is gone. Will his friends be there for him or will he make new friends? Due to infringement Issues with another site, this fic may eventually become locked to members only. Just a warning. No part of this story may be reproduced, copied, modified or adapted, without the prior written consent of the author.

Arthur has just gotten used to his best friend practicing magic, but he finds there are upsides... Like finding said best friend with a set of cat ears, which happen to be both cute and hilarious.

“There's really no way to make this not awkward," the boy muses, peering over the edge of the bridge with an amused tone to his voice that Keith can't even begin to understand, much less tolerate. "Jumping at the same time is a little too Romeo and Juliet for me, especially for a guy I just met. Double suicide isn’t really a first date kind of thing, you know? So that won't do.” “You could fuck off and find a different bridge. I don’t really care about what you planned, I got here first this morning.” The boy taps his fingers contemplatively against the railing for another moment before looking up, eyes bright, like he’s had some kind of breakthrough. He straightens up very seriously and holds out a clenched fist in Keith’s direction. “Rock paper scissors.” “Oh my fucking god.” -- OR: Two suicidal college students meet on a bridge. What happens next will warm your heart.

This time tomorrow he will be back ‘home’, checking Kate's bag for charms that will kill the coven they're being sent to review. For now, Derek takes a deep breath, and buries his face in the crook of Stiles' neck.

gyuvin glances down at ricky sprawled petulantly across their sheets, silent rage rolling off his unmoving body in thick waves. he’s so perfect. doll-like, would be the best way to describe it. the realization makes arousal sink hard and fast into gyuvin’s lower stomach as he keeps staring down at ricky, unable to turn his gaze away. he really looks like a doll, gyuvin thinks, and wouldn’t it be a shame if no one played with such a pretty toy? ricky doesn’t react when the mattress dips under gyuvin’s weight. he doesn’t react when gyuvin slides one hand up the small of his back, the warmth of his hand surely felt under flimsy lace. he doesn’t react when gyuvin leans down to breathe softly against his exposed nape, stirring the few wispy strands curled at the base of his neck. “babe,” gyuvin whispers. “wanna play a game?” happy wife, happy life. those are the words that gyuvin, the devoted husband of one particularly finicky cat, chooses to live by. sometimes, he suspects that ricky likes to start fights just so they can make up, and luckily for the both of them, gyuvin knows how to kiss it better.

Barney encourages Gunnar to go for a psych evaluation for his own good and for the good of everyone else. Gunnar is less than pleased with the diagnosis.

During a normal day, Perrie offers to feed Liam's baby Harry.

Right now, Draco sat on the edge of his bed, nervously biting his nails as he imagined the upcoming school year. It had been a strange summer, with his parents and aunt and uncle all spending their days out in the country at the Manor. He had been left alone with his house-elf Dobby, who had been instructed to bring him everything he needed. Hiding from those hungry photographers who badly need the money to even picture Draco's hair.