oh my stars and garters

“I’m a good kisser,” John says. Another eye roll. “Everyone thinks that.” “Everyone? Blimey, someone’s been kissing and telling. Had no idea I was so famous.”

Ray always knew of The Vagabond- but like most other people in the city, he'd never seen more than a flash of a skull mask, heard the roar of a supercar down the street, listened to the whispered rumours about a group of criminals that were sub-human, with magic glowing from their fingertips and pouring from their eye-sockets. Ray never paid much attention to rumours. As far as he was concerned- he and Michael were a pretty efficient enough team on their own, powers or otherwise. So when the ever elusive Geoff Ramsey takes an interest in them, he's skeptical. it's just hard to keep someone as mysterious as The Vagabond at arms length when he's so fucking addictive. // “I have a reasonably approximate knowledge about most of the people in this city.” The Vagabond shrugged as they walked towards the doors. “However, I pride myself on having extensive knowledge of the people Geoff take interest in, Ray Narvaez Jr.”

“i don’t know what’s the worst thing about kissing you,” trixie starts with a dignified sort of reluctance, like she’s too polite to decline, but not too polite to remind you of how lucky you are that she puts up with your, well, “your tongue, dry mouth, your beard, your red lipstick, your smoker breath, or your attitude,” she finishes, giving every reason in the world she would have to decline, all while simultaneously leaning forward to meet katya’s lips, so she must be in a charitable mood.

Jack is getting ready to do a photo shoot for Alicia's friend. Bitty comes along to keep him company, when Bitty suddenly becomes the model. Jack's reaction to the photo is... interesting.

King Lot is determined that there shall never be peace in Albion. He'll do whatever it takes to stop it.

“Hey Steve, this is Jack Murphy, our other neighbor. Jack, this is Steve.” Steve looked at Sam a little wildly, expecting to see—he didn’t even know, but some reaction other than Sam’s usual easy friendliness. And there was something there, but it was just the twitch of Sam’s mouth that said he found something hilarious and he was trying not to show it. Was this Sam’s idea of a joke, or a prank? Because this guy—behind the glasses and mustache, Steve could have sworn—well, he looked like Bucky.

It was that time of year. The time of year you bark out a mucus filled, big nasty, coughs. When your ears a clogged from it, when your throat is so raw it burns when you swallow. And because he himself was a human he wasn't immune to this hell, and with Stilinski luck he was fortunate enough to catch it.

After discovering Lizzie's videos at Netherfield, Darcy forgives her for slandering him but is unable to give her a second chance. Crack fic.

In which Sirius decided cave-life probably wasn’t for him, and instead contacted Remus when he returned to the country to keep an eye on Harry during the Triwizard Tournament, in time to spend the winter holidays with his godson. For the prompt: Sirius and Remus have been lying low together for several months, and they get permission to have Harry visit for the Christmas hols (yule ball disregarded). Wolfstar if you are amenable, and Harry's reaction to it.

College AU. There are theft accusations, flying butt plugs, beach roadtrips, ridiculous playlists, and two very different boys who might just be falling very hard for each other.(Maybe. Possibly. John isn't even stressing about it.)(Except he is. Obviously.)

In which Sawada Tsunayoshi is born a girl.

Set in 1975. Another part of Bodie's back story and a take on how he came to CI5. Links with 'Prison Visit' and 'Reunion'.

Daichi added Sugar, Asahi, noya, Kageyama, Bird Boy, no shit-a, buddha but better, Gucci and Tsukishima to the chat Daichi changed the chat name to Karasuno Volleyball Club Daichi: Alright, so I’m getting seriously tired of messaging you individually with information and such, so here’s a group chat.Asahi: Oh noSugar: Daichi what have you donenoya: NICEbuddha but better: hell yeAHBird Boy: !!!!!!!!!!Tsukishima: This looks like the beginning of a headache

Harry isn't such a goody little two shoes. And Lucius isn't one to waste an opportunity. See what happens when a little meeting between the two becomes more than anyone dreamed. Dark-ish!Harry.

He woke up, and for one heart-pounding, disorienting moment, he wasn’t sure where he was. It took a few seconds for his brain to register that he was in his room, not the lab – lying in bed, not sitting in a crumpled heap on the floor.

Once a week, they would sneak off to be together for one night. (Diana/Akko, canon divergent)

Uzi tries summoning a Divine Tenko Kitsune, to find and search some wisdom from a goddess, so she can try and figure out how to make some friends.. But things don't go as planned!

There's nothing like the end of a good secret, especially when it's for the right reasons.

"I was wondering if you could do a prompt where there are new neighbors moving in nextdoor to Dean's and everybody thinks Dean has a crush on the girl cause he's so awkward when he goes over to the neighbors house but in reality he actually has a crush on the brother. Everybody realizes this when Dean's limping the day after with a smile on his face. Bottom!Dean and Top!Cas porn please."

The dying light catches the hair on Buck’s stomach, glinting where it smatters across the firm, broad planes of his belly—Eddie resolutely does not pay heed to his monkey brain’s kneejerk response of bite—crowding thick and snaking down into the waistband of his shorts. Eddie’s not going to pass out, he’s going to die. “Eds,” Buck grins, catching sight of him. “Ready to get your ass handed to you?” He scoops up the basketball resting on the bench, letting it twirl effortlessly on a fingertip. Eddie is not going to pass out or die, God doesn’t love him enough for either of those things, Eddie is going to chub into the world’s least concealable boner in these baggy-ass shorts that won’t hide shit and then he’s going to have to ask Chim’s friends to mercy-kill him. or, buck's good at basketball, eddie's trying really hard not to commit an act of public indecency about it, and maybe, just maybe, a slightly bloody beachside pick-up game can be the start of something new

sometimes the nightmares are about real things. sometimes they are about things that's aren't. sometimes they blend truth and untruth until you can't remember what happened and what didn't. these categories are all equally bad. somehow, together, you make it manageable.

“Wow it’s going to snow today.”“What?”“Eh?”“Our favorite know-it-all isn’t here.”These words made the two other girls looking at the front seats of the amphitheater.“Maybe she didn’t hear her alarm.” Octavia stated.“Or maybe she realized nobody can stand her contradicting the lecturer.” Raven stated with a smirk.“I don’t know and I don’t care. All I know is that she won’t be here ruining my daydreaming session with her high-pitched voice.” Octavia replied while scrolling through Lincoln's pictures on instagram.“Don’t you think the two of you are being excessive?” Clarke asked, sighing.

It felt nice, having his hands on her, Cap helpless to watch the whole thing happen. It gave him a new sense of power he’d been craving. America’s hero, the golden boy, helpless for once. He couldn’t save the damsel, even though she wasn’t distressing. Not in this moment, anyways. HYDRA creates a new drug, and Rumlow volunteers to test it...on Captain America and his wife. Very explicit. Not for the faint of heart.

Later, when he attempts to pinpoint the exact moment where everything went off the rails, Loki thinks it might have started already in the beginning. It started innocently.But innocence is a thing to lose, always. The evolution (or decay) of Thor and Loki's relationship throughout the centuries.

COMPLETE. When Harry and Hermione inadvertently tumble half a century into the past, they find themselves in the same year as the notorious Head Boy, Tom Riddle. Both Harry and Hermione's courage will be tested when they are confronted by chances of romance from the most unexpected of places, and unlikely enemies hiding in the tallgrass.Lost in the past, they may well forget the way home.Not DH compliant.

Inspired by 'By the Light of Dawn' 'There was a bright light and his magic swelled on pure instinct as he threw his arms out to protect himself and then there was pain, agony that seemed to be trying to tear him apart, and fire and then - nothing at all.' After bringing Madzie to Catarina's, Magnus returns to the institute. And then he is gone without a trace. Refusing to accept that Magnus is truly gone, Alec keeps looking, but with everyone believing Magnus to be dead he turns to the one person as determined to keep hope as he is - Catarina Loss.

“Are you insinuating that I’m not entertaining?” “I’m insinuating that you’re lazy.” A couple of small donations come in at once, tearing Suguru’s eyes away from the drawing to read the names. His view count has shot up by almost a hundred; he always gets more engagement when Satoru is on call with him. Not that that sort of thing really matters to him, but it is a little funny, and he can’t help but smile ironically and shake his head to himself. Suguru is a part-time tattoo artist (per his own wishes) and part-time streamer (per Satoru's). Satoru's choice of career is anything but surprising, being a full time content creator, broadcasting himself to tens of thousands of people almost every day. They live together, work together, and know almost everything about each other.Almost.