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“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.)

After Khan's and Marcus' defeat, one of Marcus' lackeys kills all of Khan's crew, but miscalculates when he tries to do the same to Khan himself. Khan exacts his revenge and then goes after the one he blames for all that has happened to him- James T. Kirk. But when he discovers that Kirk's recovery is because of his own blood, everything changes.

Lucifer and Chloe investigate a serial murder case and somehow lead themselves to NYC's raving nightlife to meet up with Lucifer's brother's ancient son.

You put them on their knees, with your slightly revealed neck and the biting of your lips you drive them crazy. And you love it. Shameless smut with the tiniest bit of plot.Based on ‘Profane’ by Ashe Vernon.

Mickey's hardly ever vocal. Ian's biggest accomplishment is when he makes Mickey cry.

After Michael takes out the devil, he lets Dean go just like he promised. But Dean finds out quickly that you can't just walk away from being the vessel of an archangel.

Sirius Black's life... it wasn't always an easy life... or a hard life... It was just Sirius' life. Sirius' life from birth until James and Lily's deaths. A Prequel to the Burn!Verse.

The tattered memory of Tom Riddle sat on the porch of number four Privet Drive, pressing desperately into the horcrux housed in Harry Potter’s forehead. or In which Harry Potter is unceremoniously thrust back in time and forced to deal with Voldemort whining inside his head. At least Death had the decency to apologize.

Mycroft would simply hand it over free of charge, but this is infinitely more fun.

kyungsoo had never questioned the story about the broken tree branch and a reckless unicyclist, but maybe he should have.

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 story about how Yoongi fell in love at first sight featuring Tinder.

In which the café Musain has a wall dedicated to anonymous love letters: It had all started innocently enough. Jehan had written a sonnet about a pretty stranger in the corner of the café and had left it on the table. The barista for the morning shift had picked up the poem and hung it on the wall. Grantaire thought this was the most hilarious thing ever, Jehan had blushed, and Marius’s eyes had lit up. The next day, there was another poem next to Jehan’s, written on the back of a paper napkin. It wasn’t nearly as lyrical and smooth as Jehan’s, but it was honest and ecstatic. Grantaire had laughed from his chest and proceeded to rib Marius worse than he had Jehan. Enjolras had scowled at the wall, and Courfeyrac had gathered into a slow smirk which promised mischief.

Sequel to No Vacancy!

Jude's away in New York on business and well, that means that Zero has no one. Realistically, he could call Jude and have him fly back but he knows that they can't be everything to each other perpetually. That would suffocate them. Jude has Lionel and Zero needs to find someone like that. So he does.

His father laughs, ‘since when do you listen to Daryl?’Carl looks at him coldly. ‘The prison?’

When Dazai is denied his early morning cuddles, he gets jealous.

Ignis isn’t surprised to find a mess in Noct’s apartment. The blanket fort, though. That's new.

Yoongi thought they'd forgotten, but they always seemed to surprise him in the most pleasant of ways.

It's such a nice sweatervest, it would be a shame to ruin it.

As his ship sails onward, James Keziah Delaney formulates his plan regarding Colonnade with his band of misfits. In the quieter moments and as his ship sails West, he must continue to lift the veil regarding the fragile and troubled nature of his mind; with the help of Lorna Bow. James must also confront the reality of his growing feelings towards his step mother. He needs her, he wants her; facts he can no longer deny. He wants more, and is afraid of more. For who knows what lies beneath the cool and capable exterior, just waiting to rise from the depths once more?This is James full journey of healing. Discovering himself, learning love, and if hope floats true: finding a home.Tell me one thing that is not just a matter of time? Disclaimer: All publicly recognizable characters, settings, etc. are the property of their respective owners. The original characters and plot are the property of the author of this story. The author is in no way associated with the owners, creators, or producers of any previously copyrighted material. No copyright infringement is intended.

Love stories always have that ‘big bang’ moment where the people involved can pinpoint THAT instant when they fell ass over teakettle in love. Spock and Kirk didn’t have that. For them, it evolved. It grew. It built like a wave until neither of them could breathe without the other. Takes place in the year before STID, during STID, and after STID.

It’s all heat and wet, chill and friction, how they love each other behind closed doors.

At first, Loki means to devour him. Charlie is up north studying dragons, and catches the eye of a god with a penchant for shapeshifting.

Castiel is a wolf without a pack, without a home, without hope. One day he crosses paths with a man in a red hood.

Kurloz has your phone number but he doesn’t text often. He doesn’t text you to ask if you want to hang out because you’re already hanging out 9 out of 10 times. And now that you’re not? It’s surreal.