wonwoo misses mg while he’s overseas

“The knife went through his fucking chest, Kirishima.” Katsuki spat his name into his face, mouth twisting into a vicious snarl, teeth and all. “You know that's where his heart is, right? And his fucking lungs? All the vital shit?” Kirishima blanched. “I-I know, I just meant—” “What, you mean to tell me that your stupid fuckin’ ass is so ignorant to forget that he lost a shit ton of blood, hah?! Yeah, it was a flippin’ knife wound, oh hoo-ray, but look at the nerd now! He’s fucking dying because of it!”

Hogwarts has fallen, and with it goes the collapse of Dumbledore's Army. The surviving students are enslaved; medically experimented on and used sexually. Now begins the reign of the Dark Lord. His goal: the absolute annihilation of every Muggle on Earth. And he's going to need a very large army to accomplish that..... WARNING: Story contains underage Characters!

It's not a mark or a thread that distinguishes a soulmate; instead, it's a physical sensation, a bio-resonant connection—a rhythm to your breath, a cadence in your blood, the echo of an extra pulse inside your chest that proves your heart's not quite beating by itself, anymore; that it was always waiting for a matching set of notes to make a melody, and now it's singing, now it's soaring. Now you're whole. But when what you've got is a pair of tricky lungs, faulty blood, and a bum ticker, it doesn't matter how strong your soul is: the harmony will barely rise above a whisper, the resonance will almost always strike too weak. So it's no one's fault, really, if a person misses the fact that his soulmate's standing right in front of him. It's no one's fault if it takes the better part of a century to finally see.

She's tried ignoring it. She's tried thinking of other things. She's tried dismissing it as teenage hormones. But it's quickly becoming apparent to Hermione Granger what the problem is. She wants a penis. Her own penis. But how does she get one? WARNING: Story contains underage characters!

A talented entomologist ventures deep into the forests of the Amazon in search of new species. She happens upon an unusually large cocoon and gets a little too close.

It’s been twelve long years since Cas became human and he and Dean embarked on their long and difficult relationship. And after all that time, it’s only when faced with losing him forever that Dean fully realizes what he means to him. The finale of the Writing on the Wall verse.

The night is too quiet tonight. Molly needs...something...to soothe her tonight. But not sex. Something else.