Room To Spare

“It’s going to be okay, Betts, it’s going to be okay. Stay with me.” Jughead was overwhelmed with alarm; the lamenting klaxons in his mind clawed at him, threatening a breach in sanity.But luckily, Pop had seen Betty and Jughead, and ran immediately through the restaurant. He opened the door.“Jughead!” he yelled.“Pop, call an ambulance! Betty’s been…” Jughead choked; his voice strangled, and he couldn’t finish the sentence. (Betty gets shot.)

After coming across a strange mist in the Grand Line, things change drastically for the crew, especially the resident cook and swordsman. How will this change their dynamic going forward? Will they even make it out of this alive? *** "Is the marimo awake?" Chopper's voice came out confused. "Zoro?" "Yes, him. Who else would I be talking about? And why the hell can I only open one eye?" Zoro's eyes flew open, both of them, and everything snapped into place. His voice sounded off because it wasn't his voice, it was Sanji's, and the voice coming from the bed next to him was his. The sound of Sanji's voice echoed through the room as he let out one solitary thought. "Fuck."

A series of snippits based on the idea that Saitama was considered the number one most powerful villain and a God level threat for years by the entire world... and never knew.

It was strange how the small difference in size could matter.

Lance struggles in space. He knows that he is doing good by being part of the Voltron team, but everything is just constantly moving, difficult, and unrelenting. He's tired. He doesn't know what's keeping him going anymore.

From the kinkmeme: AU Warlord!Geralt receives Tribute!Jaskier as a sacrifice to appease him in every way possible. Jaskier has no choice on the matter and he’s fully aware of the awful rumours that have spread about Geralt and his ruthless conquests. (But we all know those aren’t legit.) A classic angst with a happy ending please! A dash of smut to heal those scars and a sprinkle of new found love! Jaskier arrives at Kaer Morhen knowing his family gave him up without a second thought, and absolutely sure that the dreaded Warlord of the North will value him even less than his own blood did. But the White Wolf and his pack are not what Jaskier expected...and if he's unreasonably lucky, Kaer Morhen might become far more of a home than Lettenhove ever was. ...He is, in fact, going to be unreasonably lucky, because the Warlord of the North is a far finer monarch - and a far better man - than Redania's king has ever dreamed of being.

“Derek,” Danny continued. “A lot of people are in the dark about what happened. Could you set the stage for us and walk us through what really happened in those precious few moments?”“Well, first off, you have to understand that when you’re in the Games you only get one wish and it’s very costly,” Derek said calmly, his husky voice rolling through Stiles.“It can cost your life?” Danny asked.“It can cost more than your life,” Derek corrected.“What do you mean?” Danny inquired, his brow furrowed with confusion. “What’s more than your life?”“Well to murder innocent people it can cost everything that you are,” Derek explained. “So you hold onto that one wish and, that night, my one wish was to save Stiles. I should have just run off with him earlier, kept him away from everything and kept him safe.”“But you didn’t. Why?”

There once was a lead soldier with a crack on his face, who lived under the bed where forgotten toys go. There once was a doll on the upper glass shelf, where fragile things are kept out of reach. There were many things between them: a whole room, a whole shelf, a Shadow that slithered under the bed. And something bigger still, that would allow them to overcome all of it.

Dating Sabo's roommate, what can go wrong?

Basically Alastor x reader smut slow updates ofc No not all of these are smut or exactly smut . Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/darleneh

When Fitz is the only one still stuck in the Framework, Jemma and Daisy hack their way in to save him, but the world is much more complicated than they anticipated. With only three days to convince him the world isn't real, Daisy leads Framework Fitz through a mysterious investigation, while Jemma must learn the story of a very different FitzSimmons, a story that will solidify how they are truly meant to be together - in every universe. A FitzSimmons Framework AU

Romance and love and sex are all tangled up for him--he knows people who can do casual sex, but he’s never been that way. Vax is an all-or-nothing guy. But…maybe he can change that. He can sleep with someone who he knows he loves. He doesn’t have to make a thing of it.

And here Tony though nothing else could surprise him.....hum WRONG! ***Do not read this if you haven't gone though the two first part, you're gonna be so lost if you don't .*****

Carlos has managed to get a hold on his incubus side over the years. It's not the happiest existence, fighting against nature every step of the way, but it's necessary. After all, feeding on life energy through sex? It's not so good for the other person. If Carlos has to be an abstinent sex demon, then that's that. Never mind his urges always pushing him toward temptation. Never mind the always-present gnawing hunger. Besides, he could never tell anyone, especially not Cecil. It's weird. Gross. And he can handle this. Right?

It's a lot easier to forget your past when it isn't being shoved in your face in the form of invading Chitauri. (Or: How Darcy Got Her Groove Back. And Her Name. And A Bonus Archer...or something like that.)

...for, of course, they were to have a son. This son was to join in cutting off the entail, as soon as he should be of age... (A series of what-ifs exploring in turn the possibilities had any of the Bennet girls been born male.)

Niki teaches James a lesson in delayed gratification. James teaches Niki a lesson in sexual hedonism.

Oh. Oh God. I am in Twilight. Not only am I in Twilight, I am Bella Swan. Not just a random outsider, like maybe a grocery bagger who knows a little too much about the family who shops every week but doesn’t eat. Not some unassuming teacher who knows all the good gossip because people don’t pay enough attention to her when she’s in the same room. Not anyone who wouldn’t immediately catch the attention of the family of literal vampires who live in this tiny town. But Bella Swan. No way. There was absolutely no fucking way. Or How different Twilight would be if it weren't written by a repressed Mormon woman.

The Dragonborn and Aela the Huntress spar in more ways than one, and invite Lydia in for the fun.

This is a reader-insert one shot, wherein Ivar takes matter into his own hands to make sure that he gets a birthday present that he actually wants. Please note that for all of my works that have sexual content, all relevant characters are at least 18 years old. If they are not yet 18 in canon, I age them up.

“If by dream, you mean your worst nightmare, then yes, sweet Paladin.” Lotor’s voice was soft and saccharine as he crept closer Lance, lips pulling into a twisted, cruel smile. “I am the vengeance my father seeks, the fear you feel in the nights, I am—” “Batman,” Lance whispered. "Lance," Keith whispered. "Please don't antagonize Zarkon's son." Or: Lance and Keith get captured. Lotor is a Diva. There's kissing, and somehow they escape too, but who's really here for that?

Sirius comes between James and Remus.