benny lafitte

To think of a time in James's life where he hadn't loved something to a completely maddeningly blinding level; would be impossible. Regulus could spit venom in James's face and he would still think he was the most lovely creature to grace the earth, it's wrong and James knows it. (Fic is written just typing up when i have the chance!)

Sherlock Holmes opens the matchbox from The Sign of Three and finds himself years in the past, back to that first dinner at Angelo's with a much younger John Watson. Is he dreaming?

Love is in the air! A collection of vaguely connected fluffy one-shots where Sunny gets teased and flustered. Basically all of it is Sunburn fluff, with a helping of Hero/Mari and Basil/Kim on the side. So much fluff. All the fluff. No angst or pain in this fic, only fluffy goodness.

"Hi my name is Taehyung and this is going to sound strange but can you pretend to be my boyfriend for a few hours. I'm trying to avoid someone."Jungkook looked down and smirked. "Sure. Dance floor?"This, Taehyung thought, was what he'd miss if he goes ahead with the alliance his parents had set up -the thrill of walking up to the hottest man in the club & asking him out!"I think I scared him away" Taehyung said, as he scanned the crowd, still clutching the hot boy's arm after hours of fun."On the contrary, you got him hooked, Kim Taehyung. Hi, I'm Jeon Jungkook. I came over today to tell you that I intend to call it off- because I refused to be tied down this way."Taehyung gaped at him "Exactly...""But now, dear fiancé, tell me if you know a good tailor.""Huh?""For the wedding tuxedo... unless you want to elope, which is fine too..." Or Taekook AU where a calculative businessman and a dreamy-eyed non-conformist maneuver through the rigors of a predestined fate... too haughty to accept that it doesn't feel as forced as it should.

Lance is homesick. It's a constant, a given, a feeling that seeped its way into his bones and engraved itself in his marrow.He misses his family, his friends, the ocean, the sun. Luckily he's not alone, and the people surrounding him care far more than they let on.

River could see the Doctor expected her to be cross with him. ... And cross might have been quite an understatement for how she would have reacted, before New Rule One. Before those first weeks in the “cocoon,” when they holed up together in their bedroom, trading a comforting touch for each whispered confession. {mostly flashback, extremely mushy smut, feelings talk}