Jonathan to his David

[Written for a prompt; the full prompt is inside] Cas is in a relationship with Dick Roman, who is so busy with his political aspirations, that Cas feels neglected. When his ex-boyfriend, Dean Winchester, calls him unexpectedly, Cas can't help but meet up with him. He falls in love with Dean all over again, and embarks on an affair with him, because they were just meant to be together.

He thought everything would be normal afterwards. What a silly wish.

Biding his time after his failed rebellion, Balon Greyjoy learns that his erstwhile heir is returning home at the new Lord of Winterfell's behest, seeking terms for an alliance between the Iron Islands and the newly crowned King in the North. In one timeline, with his decision weighed upon his sense of pride and his sense of pragmatism, Balon's pride won out. But what if he made a different choice?

“They’re still out there so we have to be quiet,” he said into Otabek’s ear, “How do you want this to go? I could take you home and fuck you - fuck you in the car even. Make our excuses and leave before we even eat. Or I could fuck you right here and now; take the cage off and make you scream for me with Chris and Irina and Alex listening and eating outside. They’d be cool with it; we asked them about that already. Or,” and then Yuri’s voice got low and hungry, “we could go back out there and finish what we started. Eat like nothing is different, like you aren’t falling apart with every twitch and dice roll. Finish the session and then go with no one knowing that I was fucking you the whole time.” Or: Otabek and Yuri try something new at D&D night with Chris.

Tony Stark and Steve Rogers both had the same first Pokemon. The same Eevee. When a young Tony Stark rescued her from her pokeball, he never thought that the man would be coming back for her over three decades later.

She opens her jaw and leans towards you like a shark, without thinking you jerk your head forward in a desperate headbutt. Last ditch, pathetic, all you have are the muscles in your neck. The angle was wrong. A sharp flower of pain blooms in your forehead and circuits behind your eyes up to the root of your damaged horn—and she doesn’t even let go. By the time you’ve blinked your eyes open her breath is harsh in her throat, and she’s fisted her claws in your hair. “I don’t want to hurt you,” she rasps. “You’re going to kill me.” Your voice is tight, shaking.

"I haven't felt this way in years," Raphael slurs.Magnus gives him a sympathetic look that says 'Darling, we both know that's not true' and a small chip in Raphael's heart begins to spread into a physical ache. Raphael is soft in a way most would never believe and he cannot help but tear himself down in the process of helping another. He's good and kind.

“Just promise you’ll tell me if things ever get that bad.” It gets that bad. Alec keeps his promise.

Team RWBY is thrown into civil war. Hilarity ensues.

While stuck in the prison world, Bonnie and Damon strike up a physical relationship. It's not cheating if you're dead, right? Bonnie tells herself she can let him go in the end, but she's never been much of a liar. [3-Parts]

You gently pushed the door and here you were, outside of the ruins. The first thing to hit you was the cold, then the realization that you just left the only safe place available to you. The second thing to hit you was that wow, maybe it would be warmer if you weren't wearing just some t-shirt and old jeans. The third thing and the last, was that now you were aware of holes in your sneakers. It felt like it was going to be a great day. //DISCONTINUED//

Finding the creature had been entirely by accident. -x- illustrations by ravenouscannibal.tumblr.com -x-

When Harry Styles won the X-Factor he quickly became the latest pop sensation. When Louis runs into him at a party, he quickly realizes that Harry Styles is nothing like his reputation of womanizing alpha. Turns out, Harry Styles is an omega. And Louis' mate. A story about love, support and being proud of who you are.

simon has feelings. jace plays the piano to calm down. sex ensues? [first smut ever written. i read it enough, so why the heck not?][no clace, no sizzy. happens after City of Heavenly Fire. major spoilers :D]

AU. It’s the 1990’s and Maria Stark decides that it’s time for her son to have a break from New York society (before Howard and Obi lock the poor boy away in labs and board-rooms forever) and so she drags him (all but kicking and screaming) back to her home land of Italy. Frustrated that his summer vacation plans have been thoroughly ruined, the twenty one year old resigns himself to his mother’s whims but this tiny village (with only one phone-line between them) just isn’t his scene. Therefore, giving himself a quest to collect and take photos of the weirdest creatures he can find (to impress his Brucie-bear), the young inventor sets off with his camera down the dusty old paths on a glorious Sunday morning. When he comes across a winding path twisting down from the cliff based town to an untouched, deserted beach then of course he was going to ignore the ancient, wood-carved sign forbidding people from entering; with the nosey locals safely tucked away in church and his mom sipping cocktails by their villa’s pool there isn’t anyone to stop him... But there is someone watching from the waves...

"Vi," Caitlyn pulled away, "We can't indulge in this. I can't just kiss a participant in a study; we have guidelines to follow.” "So we can fuck but not kiss? What if a kiss makes my fertility levels more stable?" Caitlyn hesitates, trying to think of a response. “In a strictly hypothetical manner, I suppose it is possible. However, we would need to collect more data and measure how much the kiss affects the results. There are certain parameters that need to be met. I cannot simply kiss you just because you ask-” "Time to do your testing then," Vi grabbed the back of Caitlyn's neck and pulled her for a deep kiss._Vi participates in a fertility study for money. She leaves with something more valuable.

Seokjin gets the attention he craves for.

“Wait!” He blurts before he can even think about how he could possibly say this out loud. He swallows hard, his face burning for entirely different reasons now. His face feels like it’s glowing as he struggles to find a way to word this strangely sudden but intense desire that won’t make Mihashi completely flip his shit. He comes up blank. “Um. Can I, like, watch?” In which Abe really can't keep his hands off of him.

The bus was silent aside from Liam and Niall snoring and the near-constant (practically soothing, by this point) sounds of the bus’ engines. The quiet made it easy for Zayn to pick up the rapid tapping from the bunk above him, then the pause, the buzz from another bunk across the aisle of the bus, and then the answering taps of Harry’s fingers on his phone. Zayn didn’t get why they were texting each other when they could just go out to the lounge and talk out loud but this wasn’t the first time Harry and Louis had done weird things together and it definitely wouldn’t be the last.

Rather than the police station, Katsuki's friends bring him to a hospital after rescuing him from the villains. His wounds were minor, but it didn't make having them treated any less important. As it would so happen, Best Jeanist was also brought to this hospital after the attack. Sometimes, small choices have a big impact on how a story plays out. ---------------Aka: Best Jeanist Acquires A Son. Featuring: Serious talks regarding abuse and emotional scars, one adult finally stepping the hell up and trying to help Katsuki, me going off about the sports festival because I'm still not over it, pro-heros having a group chat, and Katsuki finally getting a chance to learn how to be good.

It should have been just the two of them today. After all, it was an important day for the both of them, there would be no more limits to restrain them now and they would be able to show their love to the world without caring about people's reactions so, why was Yuuri avoiding him since this morning? And why did he have to go out shopping with Viktor? A Happy Birthday fiction for my little Yurio /March 1st/"Octakaideca" means "Eighteen" in Greek.

When Jin brings home a homeless man he found collapsed and bleeding in a children's park, he didn't expect all the luggage this mysterious and almost other worldly man brings with him. AKA I finally get to write about fallen angel Tae taking over Jin.

What happens when a Potion's master is bored and a boy offers himself up as the entertainment.

Eren had his whole life ahead of him.He and Levi were getting married tomorrow, and he couldn't be any fucking happier. But one accident changes his life for the worst.

Dean Winchester was prepared to die when he faced Amara, it burned him up to leave Sam alone but to save Sam and the rest of the world he was willing to do whatever it took. Dean had not been ready for Amara to spare him or as a gift give back not only his mom but his dad as well. Still, nothing matter without having Sam and with John and Mary in tow headed back to the bunker. Finding Sam gone nearly broke Dean but he would not rest until he had Sam back where he belonged in his arms.

Crouching down in front of him, Derek tilted his head, eyes raking over Stiles’ face, unfazed by the death glare he was receiving in return. “I really hope your father cooperates, Stiles. I don’t want to have to hurt you.” Stiles scoffed in disbelief; that almost sounded sincere. "Oh right, like I'm gonna believe the mafia boss gives a shit what happens to the Sheriff's kid." His heart was pounding in his chest beneath his false bravado, so loud he was sure even Derek could hear it. Derek reached out as he spoke next, cupping Stiles’ chin in his hand. “Well it would certainly be a shame to ruin such a pretty face.” His eyes bored into Stiles’, heat rising in Stiles’ bones. OR based off this gifset by Rena (with permission).