An Exercise In 'Worthless'

"What's your percentage?" Holmes asked."Sherlock", John warned."Excuse me?""Your Neandertal percentage.""Sherlock!" A widow finds herself haunted by visitations, and tries to convince the world's greatest detective and his blogger to help her. But they're not a couple. Nope.

Stiles gets drunk at some party and he ends up dialing his ex-boyfriend's number. (Or at least that's what he thinks.)

His father’s death leaves Dean Winchester with a new set of responsibilities, like his little brother, Sammy, and taking down whatever’s killing sex workers in Kansas City. But Dean is broke, Sammy has to eat, and the Impala can’t drive on fumes. So Dean figures he can work the corner to get the cash he needs and find the monster. Castiel Krushnic is fresh from the police academy, and eager to prove himself on his first undercover assignment. Their lives are about to collide.

"You can’t have sex with Derek," John said.

While on their first vacation together as a new couple, England's insecurities come to light. America is not okay with this, and he takes it upon himself to show England exactly the way he sees him.

“You have your assets, darling. You have your appeal… I'd never deny that. You're a lot of fun to have around. But you lack the elegance required in a Malfoy wife. I mean, look at you. Trying to slap the bride-to-be, nipples hard right through that rather brief dress. And I know you're wet.”

In the privacy of the dim hallway, you shoot yourself a tiny smile of triumph in the mirror. You think you may finally have done it -- maybe, just maybe, you have finally outmaneuvered your brilliant, exasperating brother. There’s no way he could be expecting this. He probably thinks you’ll turn up in a baby blue thrift-store suit with threadbare polyester cuffs, elbows shiny with wear. It’s the kind of thing he’d do and pass it off as ironic. But tonight, you’re going all out; you’ve shot so far past irony that you’re right back at sincerity again, and if you’re secretly hoping that the sincerity takes his breath away a little bit, well, maybe that’s just the kind of sick fuck you are.

Dazai had asked Chuuya if the child that he had taken in was an Ability User, once. Chuuya had said no. That was a lie. When Dazai discovers the truth, he understands the reason that Chuuya hid it from him, and he knows that he needs to have a talk with Chuuya about the child's safety.

“I didn’t want to be your partner Sinclair, just my luck I suppose that we were put together. I’m deathly allergic to color and suspect that I would go into anaphylactic shock upon touching you.” Enid blinks. “Right…Um I’ll see you later I guess.” “I hope not,” Wednesday mutters before eyeing something behind Enid. “One of your campers is on fire.” OR Enid just wants to win capture the flag and enjoy her summer. Wednesday just wants her to get off her back about cheating.

Things can't get any worse. Or so Charley thinks. Being kidnapped, held hostage in some godforsaken place with a vampire who's hell bent on draining the life out of him, and on top of that being continuously tormented. So no, he didn't think it could get any worse. Until said vampire tried to turn him. And promptly failed.

Jihoon whines pathetically and lays pliant against the bed. Because submissive people did that. And Jihoon wants to be submissive for Mingyu. Jihoon and Mingyu meet at the bar. Previously titled 'be my baby (i'm in love with the shape of you)' [on hiatus]

Life in the backwater known as Puente Antiguo can get pretty dull. When the boredom gets to Darcy Lewis, she promises to jump on the next exciting thing that comes along and not let go.Then she hitches an intergalactic ride to Asgard with the God of Mischief, and boredom is the least of her worries... Post-Avengers. Mature for later chapters.

Earth was so much more to the Aesir than a planet to protect; it was their right as divine deities to own it. To conquer, and rule, and subjugate those beneath them. Under the rule of Odin Allfather the Aesir invade Earth, never thinking that the humans might strike back, fight to keep their planet. Natasha Romanov, a member of the Russian resistance known as the Red Room, isn't about to let them take all she's ever known without a fight.

While Stiles’ dad is waiting for Stiles to come back from his sheepherding adventure, he has to deal with terrible bosses, a looming monster threat, and oh, yes, two stowaways in the latest load of potatoes. What? He’s not a cook, never said he was. 3/26/17: “Oh, he’s just interested in the fact that Jordan knows how to distill stuff,” Stiles says, catching onto where John’s looking. He makes a dismissive gesture with one hand and then leans up against the doorway. “He really isn’t going to secretly trick Jordan into giving up all the moonshine master knowledge and then murder him. That’s just Peter’s face.”

Castiel Novak is a product of the system, having gone through too many foster homes since the age of seven. At fourteen, he lands himself in Sugar Lane Mobile Home Community under the care of Missouri Moseley. There, he meets one Dean Winchester. A story about teenage hooligans, growing up, and finding a home.

Lee Felix’s life is finally looking up for once. He’s moved to Seoul and in with his three best friends to chase a Motocross racing career, and he’s met a promising group of people to pursue that dream with. But things quickly go downhill for him the second the helmet comes off Hwang Hyunjin’s stupidly pretty face.

Hotch smiled. “I’ve seen him in action the day he protected me in the park from some dogs. If that’s how he protected me, I’d hate to be the person that went after Jack around him. I just hope we never have a reason to see that side of him.”

Post Winter-finale.Inspired by this: http://hufflebee.tumblr.com/post/158118412288/patronusmagnus-anyways-magnus-totally-had-alecs "anyways magnus totally had alec’s omamori with him that’s how he managed to be safe "

Tasha can read Deanna's body as well as Deanna can read her heart.

There were few times where his wants became needs, but the one time where it did- and he enjoyed it too much- was currently settled uncomfortably upon his bladder. Part of a series, but you can read it alone.

Carlos heard Cecil's latest broadcast. He's worried about Cecil and wants to do something to help him. A short fluffy reaction to the events of Cassette.

Sena Matsura, a Leaf kunoichi has been tasked with tracking down her father, former lord of the Matsura Clan turned rogue. After the devastation that transpired in his departure, can Sena finally track him down and restore her family's reputation? What happens when she confides in a certain Hyūga friend? Followed by a run in with a certain blond Akatsuki member?

Draco is voluntarily and unhappily living in the Muggle world and finds himself in unwanted company trying to escape the storm.

Harry dreams about fucking Louis when he was nineteen. And well.. this happens. I wrote this for my friend Emma on Kik this morning when I woke up because I wanted to ruin hers. For the fun of it. She loved it.

Sometimes Saturday's are meant for staying in bed...

Erwin dislikes gifts, but how can he turn one down when it's wrapped up so nicely? Takes place two months after the events of "The Bet Is On Armin".

This is going to be a short story. A little more than a one shot - but no more than 4 chapters. It is complete, but I won’t be posting all at once to allow some tweaking and beta work. Based loosely around Merch from the Season one episode, I kissed a girl, but AU.For those following my other stories, fear not - I will finish them. I don’t know when..... but they will not get left to die in cyberspace ether. Disclaimer: I play with the characters for fun, make no money from doing this. I own pretty much nothing - so please don't Sue me. The rightful owners are Tess Gerritsen, TNT, and any other associates that I don't know about.

Dean Winchester had been Castiel's best friend since the first day of their first year. Castiel had been sitting by himself in one of the cabins on the Hogwarts Express, absentmindedly picking at a loose thread on the hem of his t-shirt while he waited for the train to start moving. The last thing he expected was for the cabin door to slide open, but open it did, and a scrawny boy with dirty blonde hair and a shy smile stood in the doorway.