Alpha

The Sith Lord Darth Vader lived his life. He probably didn't live it well, but he lived it as well as he knew how. At the end there, he'd even managed to woman up and kill Sidious. But he was dying, and at peace with the past. The past wasn't at peace with him.

NOW WITH ART! Solace:1. comfort in grief : alleviation of grief or anxiety2. a source of relief or consolation Love him enough, teach him enough, make him strong enough, and maybe it will be enough. That was Severus’ mantra, now.Love him, teach him, strengthen him, save him.Over and over again, in his mind. Like wish, or a prayer.Love him. Teach him. Strengthen him. Save him. Over and over and over. It was the loudest at night, when Harry was asleep beside him. Intrusive, sometimes. Keeping him awake. SAVE HIM.

His hand was warm and firm, calmly placed against the nape of her neck, wrapped into her curls and tugging, not enough to move her head, just with enough tension to trigger all sorts of hormonal reactions. It was the move of newlyweds and desperate fiancées and always expressed a kind of intimacy. But this near stranger did it all the same, he gently squeezed the back of her neck and her omega roots were purring with joy.A deep rumble echoed in Malfoy's chest, the primal noise of pleasure igniting something she needed more of. His other hand moved to her hip, the heat of it pulsing through the fabric of her dress.Draco Malfoy is an alpha and he is very used to getting what he wants but when his marriage negotiations begin his life gets far more complicated. Hermione Granger is an omega and just wants to be taken seriously. She'll do anything to overcome her station, even if it means making deals with a certain irritating Alpha. At least, that's where it starts.

NOW WITH ART!! Sanctum1. A sacred or holy place2. An inviolably private place or retreat Harry wished Severus had drawn blood. Wished he’d made a scar. A token to take with him into war, like the scratches he’d left on Severus’ back after the hearing. He almost scoffed to think of that, now. The Governors. Lupin. The snatchers. Fools, all of them. As if anything on earth could keep Severus from him now. Severus himself had said it, ages ago. No grave, no pyre, not even the end of the world. Not even the falling sky. Nothing.

The first thing Rey realizes upon waking is that Ben, despite his firmness, makes a comfortable pillow. The second is that she is even waking up at all. (A TROS fix-it fic)

Dean Winchester is a man who used to believe in foolish things: Wishes. Signs. True mates. He’s over all that now. Personal pain and messed-up biology cured him of those. And then in walks Castiel Novak, alpha extraordinaire, who smells like heaven and throws him into hell. Cas has always believed in true mates. He knows they exist—his family is full of them. He had his doubts about whether he’d have one himself, due to his biological “gift,” but when he meets Dean Winchester, his omega, it seems that destiny has finally smiled down on him. Too bad his true mate hates him. Forced by Dean’s medical complications to be together, Dean and Castiel must learn how to reconcile the past and the present, fate and choice, protection and sacrifice…before it’s too late.

Qui-Gon Jinn did not actually die on Naboo, but he still left a plenty of hurt, rash decisions and consequences in his wake, as well as a padawan unprepared for knighthood and adult relationships. Obi-Wan comes into his own without his master, but in a very different way.

Harry is a child. Why is it his job to save the school? Why is it his job to do anything other than attend classes and do homework? It’s not his job, but it seems Dumbledore is trying to make it Harry’s job. And well, after living with the Dursleys so long only to end up under the thumb of a brand new manipulator, can Harry really be blamed for running away? If no one else sees value in Harry, then it’s Harry’s job to find value in himself. That is a job he can live with. * An eleven-year-old boy goes on a journey of self-discovery and self-love.Let’s see what happens. (And he also maybe saves the world?) -A/N: I got some questions in comments so to clarify: the disability tag WILL NOT apply to Harry at any point in the fic. There is a character who is mute, and remains so for the duration of the fic, and the tag applies only to them. If you have questions or concerns regarding your well-being while reading, feel free to drop a comment and I'll do my best to help out! <3

The Jedi Padawan Cal Kestis survives the Jedi Purge after the death of his Master Jaro Tapal. Having escaped the 13th Clone Battalion and the destruction of their star destroyer, the Albedo Brave, he finds himself in a damaged escape pod falling onto the outer rim planet Dathomir. The young Nightsister Merrin, the last daughter of Dathomir, tasked with the burial of countless of her fallen sisters after the Massacre of the Nightsisters. Both teens find themselves alone, on one of the darkest planets in the whole Galaxy. If Cal Kestis had fallen onto the planet Dathomir, rather than the planet Bracca, during his escape from the Jedi purge.

It had started simple—he just needed a good recipe for matcha cake to surprise Genji on his birthday, and so he’d started clicking around for tutorials on YouTube. But now Hanzo is in deep, and is officially part of ‘The Chuckwagon’; the mostly middle-aged, mostly female fan following of YouTube cooking sensation Jesse McCree, the Cooking Cowboy. How had his life come to this?

Meet Midoriya Izuku: Son of notorious Hero turned Villain Azar, a teen with a very unique healing quirk called sacrifice. He dreams of becoming a support hero like his Favorite hero Recovery Girl. When he unknowingly helps ease All Might's wounds, he catches the attention of UA. Hoping to foster his success as a rare healing hero and keep him safe from his father, UA gladly accepts Izuku as their newest ward. Will he succeed or will his compassionate heart and need to heal any hurt with in his reach be his undoing?

The first sensation he felt upon awaking from what seemed like an eternity of blackness was the comfort. The warmth began deep in his chest and radiated through his fingertips by his sides, through his bare toes underneath him, and even through the strands of hair on his head, long but floating around his scalp in resemblance to a saintly halo. (Or: The young clone of Superman escapes his containment early and does not stick around to be raised by Lex)

When Hermione Granger joined the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, she thought she and Harry would be working together to keep prisoners in Azkaban, but the more they learn about the Ministry's treatment of its felons, the more she questions whether she's doing the right thing. When Draco Malfoy enters her charge as a parolee, she decides there are more important things than keeping convicts in Azkaban after all. ~ "You know, I’m actually quite jealous of him,” said Harry, his hands behind his head. “You two have a… Thing. It’s a bit disgusting to watch, actually. I don’t like it at all.”

A collection of one-shots featuring Catra and Adora in their new life together.

Katherine Hurst is a student of the Mystic Arts at the New York Sanctum. When her mentor, Stephen Strange, realizes magic is the cause for the alarming number of patients with amnesia showing up at the local hospital, he asks for her help researching possible causes. An ancient relic, thought to be locked in the vaults on Asgard, seems to be the cause, but without a way to confirm their suspicions, they find themselves at a stalemate. Until Thor and Loki show up on their doorstep, that is. *COMPLETE*

It'd been three long months of cramped confines with the looming threat of being auctioned off to the highest bidder before her Jedi finally finds her and brings her home.

Kyalin palm reading. Lin really should stop taking Kya so seriously.

It should piss Dex off, but Nursey's smile in the light makes him prettier than anything Dex has ever seen. Or: Dex attempts to become chill, with the help of Derek Nurse.

Prompt 84: Hate. Sammy reflects on the discipline he's receiving, and has a little supervised disciplinary... experiment... with Dean.

Attention! Very sappy :) Solas doing some (lovestruck) soul-searching.

Castiel and Sam have slipped into a morning routine at the bunker and Castiel couldn't be happier about it.