occlumency

While exorcising a haunting, Lan Wangji gets cursed with a brand of honesty, and is forced to speak his every thought out loud.

Steve likes taking care of his team. It gives him focus in a confusing new world. But one member of the team never learned that it's okay to be taken care of. Until the night Tony gets a concussion, and his deepest secret - that, when he's absolutely sure he's alone, he likes to role play being a toddler - comes out into the open and affords Steve the perfect opportunity.

Childe has feelings for Zhongli. Zhongli has feelings for Childe. Things could be so easy, but not when you're a fatui harbinger with abyssal taint and a literal god. Both of them having to deal with their difficult pasts and presents, on top of their obvious differences and their own insecurities. Because if you ask either of them? There's simply no way that the object of their affection could ever have feelings for them. Not after everything they've done in their past. ~ Updates weekly on tuesdays/wednesdays (depending on your timezone) ~ (Update schedule currently back to regular! ->Sometimes gets irregular due to health issues, thank you for being understanding)

NOW WITH ART! Steady:1. Not easily disturbed or upset2. Constant in feeling, principle, purpose, or attachment “Why does it even matter if people get suspicious?” Harry lay back and stretched, and Severus watched him do it. He was almost cat-like, with an unselfconscious grace that took him off guard each time he saw it. It was how he looked on a broomstick. The absolute master of his body. Harry looked over at him staring, and smiled.Oh, that smile.Unguarded. Uncomplicated. Free, and easy. It made Severus feel drunk with power to put an expression like that on his face. He lifted one of Harry’s hands to his lips and kissed his knuckles. I love you, he thought. It was becoming almost routine, thinking that. I love you. Almost normal. Almost tolerable to hold in his mind, now.

In which Steve actually knows rather a lot about sex, but almost nothing about the lengths his friends are willing to go for him. (Almost nothing but sex. Did I mention there’s sex? There's sort of a lot of sex in this story. Sorry about that.) // Most Recent: Thor/Jane and Darcy team up for the win! //// Up Next: Wanda, Viz, Natasha and Bruce... Oh the smutty plans I have. //// I take requests!// ++ Each chapter has a summary! ++ There's something like an ongoing plot, but each character arc stands alone, so you can pick and choose the characters you like, or read straight through, whatever floats your boat. If you're skipping around, read the interludes related to the chapters you do read, because plot. ~*~*~The kink is perhaps vanilla-plus; risqué perhaps, but nothing you shouldn't try at home. Everything is consensual, usually enthusiastically so, though sometimes they're figuring it out as they go, and it takes a little work. Lots of dirty talk, vaguely naughty moments of teasing and playfulness, lots of caught-up-in-the-moment-roughness. Everyone's out to make each other happy, but now and again there's a miscommunication, folks have issues, and feels.

“Steve,” she says again, with more urgency, and now he’s sure it’s Max. “I need your help.” Steve’s pulse goes into overdrive. “Max, what’s wrong? I can get Hopper- ” “No!” she cuts him off, talking fast. “No cops. There’s no time and, and…it’s so cold out there and—and there’s just no time okay? You have to trust me. Please. You know the road I live on? I need you to come here now, but DO NOT stop at the house, just keep driving past it, but come as fast as you can and…” she hesitates “And—you’ll know when you see. You’ll understand.”

Desperate for his sister's treatment, Jungkook stumbles upon an idea to make quick and easy money by becoming a sugar baby. What he never expected was to sign his first and only contract with the devil — Kim Taehyung himself. ◅▫▻ ••• or, a mob boss, sugar daddy Taehyung and his grounding force sugar baby jungkook AU nobody asked for •••

God should not have built them with such discrepancy, made them need for love, and long for wholeness, then left them to their own devices.

“I said, c’mere, Harrington,” Billy repeats, eyeing Steve like it’s a challenge. Steve doesn’t lose challenges. - Steve has been wandering through the woods at night for months, earning him the not-so-coveted title of Hawkins' resident nutcase. By the time Billy Hargrove rolls into town with his stupid car and his come try me attitude, Steve is sorely lacking sleep and the ability to make friends above the age of thirteen. Billy doesn’t seem to care.

Sirius Black is a rich snob. Remus Lupin works two minimum wage jobs to make ends meet. When they cross paths at the restaurant where Remus works as a waiter, it does not go well. But then Sirius is disowned and disinherited after coming out as gay and he is forced to get a job at the same restaurant where Remus works. Then, life happens. OR...Remus has been abandoned too many times and is afraid of falling in love. He has resigned himself to the belief that he is better off alone because, in his experience, his chronic illness is too heavy a burden on everyone around him. Love just isn't meant for someone like him. Sirius has spent his entire life obsessed with romance and dreaming of finding a love like the movies. So when his abusive family tries to arrange a marriage for him, he decides to come out publicly to prevent it. He is subsequently cast out into the real world, which leads him to Remus. Love, as it turns out, is a lot more complicated than the movies.

Standing on your own for so long has its drawbacks. Bakugou learns.

"When I was at rock bottom, you showed me that life gets better. Because of you, I got the help I needed to be in a better place for myself and for my son. Maybe your lucky break will come soon too. Even if you don't believe it yet, I know you’ll get it right when it happens - whatever it is." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Buck realizes that it takes a village to raise a child when a baby girl is left on his doorstep. Left with a note that tells him she's his, Buck tries to do the right thing and step up to the role that was given to him, finding himself responsible for taking care of an entire human being who is depending on him. And with Eddie's help, who is on his own journey of healing and self-acceptance, they both learn about the readymade family they've always had as they end up co-parenting their children together and becoming something more. *Canon divergent after 5x14*

Eddie is soft when he sleeps. During the day he’s wound taut, one thing or another always running through his head and keeping tension in his muscles, but when he’s asleep - oh yes, when he’s asleep his defenses melt away. All the hard edges smooth out, his body goes all loose and pliant, and his mind mellows into the background. Venom loves when Eddie sleeps, and he does it for hours at a time. Sometimes even eight or nine. Nine whole hours, and Venom has its host’s warm body right there to explore.

He was silent for a moment. She heard his cloak rustle, the sound of his hand grasp one of the bars. The gentle tap of his rings against the metal filled her ears, and she shut her eyes. “When you denied an alliance with me, I found other means of quenching my thirst.” “For violence and depravity?” she shot back. “For vengeance,” he hissed. “Just as you sought yours. Keep your righteousness to yourself. I care not for it. These Men, these Númenóreans, fought against me in the Great War. Slew countless lives. With their pride and their arrogance in their mighty goodness. They thought they were better than the rest of us as you yourself believed you were better than me.” His voice dropped to a whisper. “I wanted to see them suffer. I have achieved so much more than that.” Written for an anonymous tumblr prompt: During Ar-Pharazôn’s rule of Númenor when Sauron holds the position of the High Priest of Melkor, Galadriel is captured in the middle of a war, imprisoned, and handed over to him as a sacrifice to be made in the Temple of the High Priest, but Sauron has other plans. From Akallabêth to the founding of Gondor, unlikely allies are forged.

Fushiguro Megumi is not a kind person. But with Itadori, he finds it impossible to reign himself in, unable to prevent pouring his entire being into the boy, unable to stop giving. He wants to give and give and give, let Itadori take everything he offers and more – let Itadori run him dry so that when he has finally nothing left to give, he’ll still find a way to do so. Itadori knows that Fushiguro isn’t good with words. He’s practical, blunt, and straightforward, but he understands what Fushiguro is trying to tell him as his lips urgently press unspoken words into his skin. Me too, Itadori's heart sings. Me too, Fushi. Alternatively: Sukuna, you better close your eyes or go to sleep or some shit, thinks Itadori. It’s about to get ultra fuckin gay.

They left him for dead. In a powerless, damaged suit, in sub-zero temperatures. What were they thinking? Oh, that's right - it's only Tony. Why would they spare him a second thought? In the aftermath of the events of Civil War, Tony must deal with the emotional and physical trauma left behind (and of being left behind by) Team Cap. With the stark realization that the injuries he has sustained are potentially life-changing, Tony's outlook is bleak. He's made scientific miracles happen to come back from the impossible before, but does he still have the will to carry on?

“I asked for a handsome reward in exchange for Finrod Felagund’s life,” the man called out across the distance. He was tall, though not as tall as her brother, and dressed in swathes of black and grey, a loose hood shielding most of his face and hair from sight. “What do you bring me in exchange for him?” “Galadriel, no—” Finrod began, but Galadriel cut him off. “—Myself,” she answered his call, though it did not sound as assuring out loud as it had sounded to her before she left her home to make this perilous journey to come save her brother. The black-robed figure chuckled in response. It started low, but it reached the distance all the way toward her. He grasped Finrod by the neck of his tunic, yanking him back. “What would I do with you?” he threw back at her. “You’re hardly a fair exchange for the warrior I hold in my grasp.” During the First Age, the War of Wrath changes course. On the island of Tol-in-Gaurhoth, the Isle of Werewolves and one of Sauron’s former strongholds, is the seat of the Necromancer’s power. Instead of sending his wolves out to kill Finrod after capturing Felagund in his dungeons, Sauron demands an exchange for his life. Galadriel offers herself.

Silence engulfed the four, only disturbed the quiet clicks of Bruce working away at the antidote, at least Jason assumed that’s what he was doing. “As nice as this little reunion is, don’t you have things to do other than antagonize me?” Jason asked, annoyed, clasping his hands in front of him as he prayed his brothers would just take the hint and leave him alone. Maybe that was the wrong word choice. Now Dick looked at him in the eyes as though something had just clicked and a smug smile spread across his lips. Fuck. “So truth serum, huh?” Dick said and Jason felt a familiar prickle of fear. God damnit. This had been just what he’d been trying to avoid. “Did you steal my dark blue Gotham University sweater when you were 14?” Dick asked, the question falling from his lips as though he’d been preparing to ask it for years. Jason blinked twice, then the answer forced itself out. He didn’t know if he had the energy left to fight it. "Yes." Or alternatively; Jason is drugged with truth serum and needs an antidote, his brothers decide bullying him is more of a priority.

The porn industry in a world of Alpha, Betas, and Omegas has its perks and quirks. Levi, an Alpha, works on screen as one of the stars for SnX, and Eren, as assistant to the director, gets the pleasure of working in a world of raging pheromones and an Alpha that continues to set his heart ablaze.

“Wha -” Eddie doesn’t have time to form the question before he feels himself pulling his shirt over his head. He tosses it away, not even seeing where it lands as his fingers undo the front of his pants, stripping down in the middle of his apartment and leaving a trail of clothes on the way to the bed. He falls into the mattress face first, the air leaving his lungs in a violent rush, and when he tries to scramble up Venom just pushes him down again. “What the - what the fuck? What are you doing, knock it off!” We need this. You should cooperate, it’s going to feel good.

Of course it would be a bloody trap, what else could you expect from Colm O'Damn Driscoll.