Izuku's Monster Manual

It was a lovely day in young Princess Jasmine's garden, and then the boy sorcerer fell out of the air. The next three years would be a little bit different than they otherwise might have been. (Three-act canon divergence story where Mozenrath and Jasmine meet at seventeen and thirteen, respectively, and strike up a clandestine friendship because they're both smart, bored, and lonely. Each chapter is more intense than the previous one, so be sure to check the Author's Notes for warnings.)

“Hey,” Wooyoung chimes in, just as you’re crossing the doorway to the living room. “Did you like the view?” Instantly, you freeze all over again. Wooyoung is lying on his stomach, resting his chin on crossed arms. Bare legs stick out from underneath the blanket, bent at the knees as his feet swing back and forth in the air; he looks at you with the deceptively wide-eyed innocence of a coquettish femme fatale. “Well? Did you like it?” he presses when you utterly fail to answer. (OR: You accidentally walk in on your neighbour having sex with his boyfriend. The boyfriend has an interesting suggestion.)

He thought he was doing better (UPDATED)TRIGGER WARNING

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.

Okay, the title came to me while I was folding laundry this afternoon. It's probably the fastest story I ever wrote. Long story short, Harry and Draco have some fun in the laundry-room... This is my first ever lemon, so sorry if it sucks (unintended pun, sorry).

His presence was very calming, and that was just what she needed right now.

“If you want to have sex, you should just say so.”

Eddie is in the middle of a feud with an opposing kingdom. Running out of options, he decides to kidnap their prince.

The Winter Soldier knows that sometimes, in order to make the kill, you must destroy what the Target lives for. Steve Rogers knows that he can't fight his captors. If he fights, they'll kill Bucky. But the price of his life is steep. Natasha Romanov would rather die than watch the Soldier struggle. It reminds her too much of herself. Tony Stark has nothing left to live for, but he's needed. So all these miserable motherfuckers better stay alive, too. Bruce Banner just wants to not be needed. And maybe he isn't - not for the Other Guy, not this time. Thor knows not what curse lies over Midgard, but it has taken his heart, and he will have vengeance. Sam Wilson is sick and tired of his friends getting hurt. What good is flying if you can't stop people from hitting the ground? Clint Barton never expected to be a leader. But a leader he is, and no one else is going to die on his watch. --- A story in which the first wave of Project Insight succeeds, and the Avengers must pick up the pieces and find a way to stop Hydra from completing its work with Zola's algorithm.

TIME FOR SOME SMUT! Jem x Zazz is my OTP for life so let’s do this: This is my first fanfiction ever so bear with me… my friend Julia, whose username is badlywrittensin, and I both decided to write Firebringer smut after she got me to watch the show for the first time so make sure to go check hers out as well.

Draco and Hermione are forced to share a tent during a Muggle camping trip. Will their endless bickering lead to them killing each other or will romance blossom in the wilderness? A bit OOC but really fun! Nominated at 'Quill to Parchment'.

Post-9x03. Dean doesn't want to drag this out.

Stiles apparently intended to ignore the rest of the meeting. “Where were you, anyway?” asked Aiden. “And what’s the stuff on your face?” “Druids. Evil. Moving on,” returned Stiles without looking up. “Yeah, that’s the next on my list,” said Melissa. “We’re having a bit of a - let’s call it a Druid problem-” Without moving from his slouch against the couch, Stiles held up a hand to give the woman a sarcastic thumbs-up for the creative label. Melissa hid a grin and moved on. “And Stiles is in the middle of it. So until it’s figured out, he’s on lockdown.” “Wait, what?” asked Stiles. He sat up, suddenly invested in the meeting again. “Meaning you go nowhere without one of us with you,” said Stilinski. “At least until we figure out why we can’t track you,” added Talia. Stiles collapsed back against the sofa again to slowly die of babysitter-inflicted embarrassment instead of Druid-poisoning. ... or ... In which the Stilinskis and the Argents come to understand the hazards of hanging with the Hales.

Sometimes death just seems easier. Semi Eita has struggled for a long time, and one night he decides that living just isn't worth it. Before he can take the plunge, he's interrupted by a strange man who introduces himself as Tendou Satori. Tendou is everything that Semi will never be; bright, vibrant, and so cheerful that it's almost menacing. Despite their differences, they develop a friendship that gradually blossoms into something more, and Semi finds something worth living for.

A world in which no one locks their damn door.

Two years ago, Dorian Pavus answered Iron Bull's ad for a spouse to keep him company out on his orchard in Ferelden and since then Iron Bull thought they had settled into a comfortable marriage. He begins to question that after Dorian's old lover pays them a visit and he wonders if he really is giving Dorian the life he deserves. Or, Iron Bull is a farmer and just wants to be a good husband to Dorian.

It was dark and dingy, clean but graffiti covered a lot of the walls. There were five stalls, four small and one a large disabled toilet. Sherlock made his deductions quickly, two glory holes and the disabled toilet for a more physical fuck. One of the cubicles was locked, someone was inside. Being bold, Sherlock slipped into the stall beside, shut the door rather loudly and stood nervously, unsure of what to do.

She's sat and waited for them to solve their issues for over ten years now, and it's obviously not working. Rose decides to take matters into her own hands.

Jason has figured out that there are two groups of people: the "Heys" who keep him in a bathtub with too little water and subject him to unimaginable pain every time they pry scales from his body and the "Assholes" who buy the scales. So when he's taken from the Heys by some Asshole, he's not stupid enough to assume his situation will actually improve at all. All humans, after all, are terrible--especially Assholes who wear demon skin and don't quite grasp how lost Jason really is. (In which Jason misunderstands pretty much everything about humans and Bruce is an asshole...in the nicest way possible.)

Law is a medical student who is jaded by his past and too busy to think about arbitrary things like romance. That is, until one day while napping in the library, he is awakened by a warm hand caressing his cheek. The culprit is an undergrad student named Luffy who shows Law that maybe there's room for love in his life after all.

Renji's brother Seichi is given work on the Kuchiki estate and accidentally learns the full extent of Renji's relationship with Byakuya. Meanwhile, at the shoten, Renji wakes up restless and dreaming of Inuzuri.

“You want to know a secret, Chuck Hansen?” Raleigh purrs. “I don’t give a shit who you are. You may be a rich and powerful executive, but to me you’re just another civilian and I couldn’t care less how much money you make.” “You’re a gardener,” the boy says, spitting mad. Still, he’s calmed down, at least. No longer thrashing. Working title: like hate-fucking without the hate.

When Thomas wants to go to a party Anxiety and Prince end up having a debate and when Prince shrugs, Anxiety flinches - leaving both guys terrified by the implications of all that has happened. TRIGGER WARNING - Self-depricating thoughts, drug in drink mention, fear of abuse.

Despite their desperate searching, Cory, Shawn, and Topanga can't find Shawn's mysterious Purse Girl. Shawn so badly wants what Cory and Topanga have: can they find a way to give it to him?

Noctis Lucis Caelum has been anxiously awaiting the day that he will receive his soulmark, the name of the one who will make his soul sing. For eleven long years, he has waited, patiently biding his time. Shortly after his eighteenth birthday, it finally happens - the Crystal bestows him with a mark, a soulmate. And then everything gets complicated. * Somewhat canon-compliant Soulmate AU. Companion story to my other fic, "Sing"