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“W-What do you- I mean can I- are you here to rob us?” The person managed to stammer out. Siren snorted. “No. I’m just here to order some food.” “Wh-What about him?” The cashier asked, glancing at Tommy. “Did you- did you kidnap him?” “I mean… yeah, let’s go with that in case this ends up on the news,” Siren shrugged, looking back at Tommy. “I kidnapped you, right?” “Yeah, sure,” Tommy agreed, knowing that if they said he was kidnapped, it would keep people from getting suspicious of why he was seen in public with Siren. “Anyway, can I get the chicken nuggets happy meal, with a coke?” or, how Tommy—who is not a hero, or a villain, or even a vigilante—saves the life of one of L'Manberg's most feared supervillains, and accidentally ends up becoming the resident doctor for every supervillain in town (and maybe gets a family along the way too).

"Ci dispiace molto," dice suo padre, con gli occhi lucidi e la voce tremante. "Ma il tuo amico, Izuku, lui è... Se n'è andato, figliolo." Katsuki non può fare altro che guardarli negli occhi per attimi che sembrano un'eternità, lo sguardo che va di continuo da un genitore all'altro in una chiara confusione, incredulità e, più di ogni altra cosa, indignazione. "Che cazzo state dicendo? Lo sfigato è proprio lì, accanto a voi!" Durante una battaglia, Midoriya viene colpito da un villain il cui quirk stacca la sua anima dal corpo. Bloccato in uno stato spettrale, il ragazzo si trova in una corsa contro il tempo per salvarsi da una morte permanente. Con sua fortuna - o sfortuna -, l'unica persona che può vederlo e parlargli in questo stato è nientemeno che Kacchan. In alternativa: Deku e Kacchan sono legati dall'anima.

L'ottavo anno ad Hogwarts avrebbe dovuto essere quello di Hermione. E lo è, solo non nel modo in cui si aspetta. Fanfiction Omegaverse.

Il mondo continua a spingerlo, a esigere, perché quello che ha fatto non è bastato. Genio, miliardario, playboy, filantropo, ma non è bastato, non è mai bastato. Tony Stark era stanco. Ma aveva un pianeta da proteggere, anche se tutti lo deridevano ogni volta che si parlava della prospettiva di invasioni aliene. Poteva contare sulle dita di una mano quante persone si fidava, il che era scoraggiante, ma poi, cosa c'era di nuovo? Oppure, In cui Tony, in realtà, non intende conquistare il mondo. ...purtroppo, tutti gli altri si sono persi quella particolare nota. [divergenza graduale dal canone, a partire dalla fine di Iron Man 3. In cui è l'autocoscienza di Tony, piuttosto che il suo sistema di supporto, a diventare una creatura criptica nel corso della Fase II.]

“Then…” Enid steels herself. “Then can I touch myself, or not?” Wednesday exhales, uncrossing her arms. “You may.” This fucking girl. “Fine,” Enid says in a small voice, scooting back on the bed. She feels cowed and decidedly not turned on, shoved as far away from her as possible against the unforgiving headboard. This was not how she saw her Thursday afternoon going when she escaped to find some privacy.

It's said that every soul is connected to another by a red thread, and that these two souls are destined to meet. The thread, though it may tangle or stretch, will never break. That's not your experience, lucky or unlucky enough as you are to see the strings that bind people together. A red thread is developed and grown, not born, and you've worked hard to weed out any semblance of crimson that might cling to you. You pay your bills, you keep your head down, and you find whatever lost people or items you're hired to sniff out. Then the Devil of Hell's Kitchen tags along on a job, and your plan falls apart. Starts prior to Into the Ring, and loosely follows the canon timeline. There is eventually smut, so enter at your peril. Reader is never physically described but uses a false name and may be treated as an OC.

i branchi si fondono continuamente. È questione di sopravvivenza. Jimin lo sa, ma a cosa non è preparato è l'attenzione che riceve da un certo Jeon Jeongguk, il figlio dell'alfa.

Peter's trapped beneath a collapsed building during a mission, hurt and unable to move. Luckily, his comm still works. Unluckily, the Avengers don’t realise how bad of a state Peter is in, and Peter isn’t inclined to tell them. “Spidey, they’ve got reinforcements. We’ve hit a bit of a snag here, and I don’t think anyone will be able to help you for a while. Think you can sit tight while we deal with this?” The pressure on his lower back and legs was becoming too much. Peter swallowed thickly, fighting down panic. He could handle this. “Yeah,” Peter said. “I can do that.”

Hermione Granger e Draco Malfoy non avevano assolutamente intenzione di far saltare in aria il lavoro della loro vita, ma è quello che hanno fatto. Ora sono bloccati 200 anni nel passato, con un Girotempo rotto, una tabacchiera scomparsa, un manipolo di figlie troppo appetibili, e un elfo domestico con un cardigan a maglia. Ci vorrà la potenza combinata dei loro acuti intelletti per tornare a casa, se solo smettessero di litigare abbastanza a lungo da usarli. Come si scopre, la storia è solo un dannato incidente dopo l'altro. Per i fan di Harry Potter, Jane Austen e Connie Willis, una commedia romantica storica tutta incentrata sul tempo, e sul cavarsela fuori da esso.

There’s a weird familiarity about the kid's tone and posture, and it’s true that Wade is pretty far from home today but he’s also certain he’d remember that baby-face if he’d seen it before. On the other hand, he has spent the better part of the past few years feeling like he’s missed a step, so this conversation isn’t exactly anything new.[[A hot guy is willingly talking to us. Go with it.]][Don’t make an ass of yourself.]“Shaddup,” Wade grumbles, though Yellow has a point...OR Peter thinks Wade knows his secret identity, and Wade is really confused by the hot coed who keeps popping up and hanging out with him.

If you had told James Potter 2 weeks ago that he would be touring with Regulus Black, he would’ve admitted you to a mental hospital and then driven himself off a bridge. If you had told Regulus Black the same thing, he would’ve slapped you across the face. But here they were. // After not seeing each other for 4 years, James and Regulus are forced to tour Europe together for The Marauders' Insidious Tour.

Looking back on the moment, Jungkook will blame his automatic answer on a number of things – blood loss, painkillers, that nausea-or-hunger combo you get when not very well but can’t tell which is which. Jimin brandished his spoon at Jungkook hotly, still in conversation with Hoseok, and said, “Being Unpresented isn’t rare, look at Kookie.” And Jungkook replied, “I’m not Unpresented, I’m an Omega.” On any other day Taehyung losing juice through his nose would have been funny.

“Shiro, I fucked up,” Keith blurted, wringing his hands. Shiro paused mid-punch, shooting him a quizzical look. “What? What happened?” “I think,” Keith whispered, “I think I accidentally roofied Lance. With my dick.”

AUTHOR NOTE: CURRENTLY WRITING WILBURS CHARACTER OUT OF THE FIC (Chapters 1-11 updated so far <3)--------- This wasn’t happening, was it? Tommy stutters, his tongue suddenly turning to rubber and stares at the man, one of the world's top villains, in his passenger's seat. “I—” “One moment.” The Angel holds up a finger, popping the door open and looking towards the back of Tommy’s car. He cups a hand to his face. “Boys, get in this fucking car or I’m leaving you behind!” Tommy twists in his seat, head snapping back to look out his back window and watches as three more men (holy shit, is that the Blade?) come darting towards his car. Oh god, no. -—-—-—A fic where Tommy, an ex hero and now broke teen, accidentally becomes a get away driver and healer for the worlds most wanted villains. Found family chaos ensues

Chief Arnook never assigns Sokka to protect Princess Yue, so he goes to fight the Fire Nation with the other men. When the moon dies, and the ocean spirit takes its revenge, Sokka is caught standing on the deck of a Fire Nation ship. Sokka should have drowned… and he would have drowned, if not for a certain Fire Nation raft fleeing the North Pole. [An enemies-to-lovers season 2 rewrite, where Sokka is separated from the gaang during the Siege of the North, and travels the Earth Kingdom with Zuko instead].

It was never supposed to happen. They were slightly drunk, tempers were running high, and it just felt too good. But worst of all, after having been accidentally shagged by Draco Malfoy, an ex-Death Eater, an Auror with a reputation, and a man she absolutely loathes, Hermione Granger realises what's been lacking in her life—someone dominant enough for her to surrender control to. And Draco Malfoy is more than willing to step up to the task. Actually, he's been waiting a long time for an opportunity like this.

Draco Malfoy and Hermione Granger fell in love against all odds, but there was one big problem — he was already married. Pressured, Hermione does something she promised herself she would never do again and erases their affair from his memory. Completely devastated, she avoids seeing Draco or the Malfoys at all costs. But is their love too strong? Are they inevitable? What will happen if he finds out about their previous relationship?

“For those of you who just transferred into this class or simply decided that day one wasn’t important enough to attend, I’m Professor Hale. Welcome to English 346, The American Novel.” Stiles is pretty sure his mouth is hanging open right now and that his eyes are wide with shock, because holy fuck, he thinks he knows why his students transferred. Hell, if he was still an undergrad, he probably would have transferred, too. (Or: In which Stiles is a Biology professor and Derek thinks he's a student.) Note: French translation by the lovely enso-infinite now available (link inside)!

“Glee was the last thing she felt staring into the empty eyes that should have been a bright grey. His face had always looked pointed and sharp, but now that gave way to gauntness. His hair, which he had been so particular about in school, hung long and limp. It reminded her of how his father had looked in his mugshot. How he had wanted to be just like his father growing up. And now he was, maybe more than ever.A ghost.” After doing more than her fair share in saving the Wizarding World and bearing the scars of what it cost, Hermione Granger thinks she has earned herself a little respite. But when a charismatic albeit chaotic Theodore Nott convinces her to use an old law to save a dear friend who is about to meet the Dementor’s Kiss, she simply cannot stand by and watch. Follow Hermione as she navigates a world that still believes in blood status, a marriage to save the life of an old enemy and the hurt that comes with surviving.

Tony knows what the team really thinks of him. It's a delicate balance: they tolerate him because of his money and his toys, and he gets to stay on the team and fight with them. He's okay with that. So long as he hides the fact that Steve's and Bucky's names are written on his skin in the most embarrassing act of one-sided love affection ever, everything will be fine. It just figures that a fantastically stupid villain, a kidnapping plot and a video camera will bring Tony's well-kept secret out into the open.

Peter and Deadpool are held captive by a super-villain that has an inclination for torture. After she boasts her untarnished record at never having hurt a child or teenager, Peter is forced to break the truth to both her and Deadpool. “Did you know I have a perfect record?” The villain collects a rusted pocket knife, tracing it up Peter’s arm, over his shoulders, down to his collarbone, as though considering where to cut. Peter focuses on controlling his breathing, fear twisting awfully in his belly. “You may look down on me, Mr. Spider-Man, but for all the righteous suffering I inflict, I’ve never hurt a child. Not once.” “Y'know, I don’t think you do,” Peter blurts. At his words, Deadpool's stare intensifies. “Have a perfect, non-child harming record, that is.”

He's sixteen and in the woods on the wrong side of the town-line and he's so fucking fucked. He knows he's not supposed to run, they teach that to you in preschool (don't run from a Were, back away slowly and walk with care), but they never told you how it would feel, standing alone in the dark with your heart beating in your throat as those glowing eyes tracked you from the shadows.

Derek thinks he's doing alright in life, with his family at his side and a job he loves. Despite his family's concerns he remains adamant that he doesn't need a mate, afraid to take the risk of letting anyone close enough to try to hurt his family again. That is until he realizes that his true mate has been right under his nose for years, and that now through his inaction he may lose him.

“Hermione,” he said in a strained voice, ”please don’t take offense by how blunt I’m about to be, but I’m honestly afraid that if I explain this with any type of subtlety it will somehow continue to elude you.” Hermione’s expression grew indignant but Draco ignored it and pressed on. “I am trying to seduce you,” he said, staring her straight in the eye. Her indignation faded as her mouth dropped open and her eyes slowly grew round. He continued, “I have been trying to seduce you for over two years; ever since I first brought up the idea of our having a book club together.”

When Steve applies for a summer camp per Dustin's request, he doesn’t expect to have the most interesting summer of his life. Featuring a sulky metalhead who hates Steve for no reason, eight kids set on driving Steve to an early grave, Robin Buckley’s ability to charm any girl she wants, and Steve’s bisexual disaster/dream/nightmare. But hey, that’s what summer camp is all about. Right?

At age fourteen, Katsuki Yuuri had been determined to be Japan's next great figure skating hope, but with no coach that would never happen, so his ballet instructor packs him up off to Russia to train with Yakov Feltsman. The Yakov Feltsman, otherwise known as the coach to rising figure skating star -- and Yuuri's idol -- Viktor Nikiforov. From the rinks of Yubileyny Sports Palace in St Petersburg to the bustling city of Osaka and quieter Michigan suburbs, Yuuri chases his dream of skating against his idol and improbable best friend, getting tripped up along the way because growing up is never easy and it's even harder as an elite athlete with the eyes of a nation watching. But it'll all be fine as long as Yuuri doesn't do something stupid like fall in love with Viktor. Right? Right. (It occurred to me that I should say that the title is not a typo. It's purposely "bear" as in "to carry".)

Big Man Tommyinnit. stuck in space, in a cell, all alone. well not alone anymore, he's got this really small adorable looking alien now! and he's in too deep, he's already sworn his life to the guy. Tommy picks up alien friends left and right to slowly work his way around space to survive. His hell through space does not prevent the affection that his heart still retains and he slowly begins to heal the scars that have been formed from being treated like an experiment, an animal. now if only he could talk to them.

Communication is the most important element in any relationship. When a miscommunication between Namjoon and Yoongi gets blown out of proportion and Jungkook gets caught in the middle, it has unforeseen and far reaching consequences. Secrets that Jungkook didn't even know he was keeping are thrown in a bright spotlight as their lives change in the flick of a switch. AKA that one time I wanted to write a 1000 word story about Jungkook helping out a sub Yoongi, only to get snuggled to death by the rest of BTS later, and looked up 10000 words later. Send help.

Alex looks at him, like Henry’s a speck of dirt on his pristine chinos. “Why would June send you to check up on me?” “Because I’m her best friend and you’re her brother?” “I always said she has bad taste.” “Well,” Henry smiles. It feels as placid on his face as it probably looks. “I would say the same thing, but family doesn’t account for one’s taste, unfortunately.” in which henry fox is june’s childhood best friend and alex claremont-diaz is june’s younger brother. as the years pass, they tolerate each other at best and are downright destructive at worst. until they begin falling into each other's beds.

So Jarvis is the one who pulls her up onto her feet, presses a tool into one hand and a book into the other and tells her to create. Tells her that if the numbers and the shapes and images in her mind hurt so bad then she should build them, should give them form so that they can finally leave her alone. Jarvis is the one who finally teaches her how to breathe. Or Toni Stark grows up with the tale of Icarus swirling in the back of her mind. Instead of taking it as a precautionary tale about hubris and overreaching she decides it's more about the limitations of wax. Years later when she builds herself wings of her own she makes sure to build them out of better material.

Lilith was her best friend. Her sister. "I'll let you choose where to eat as long as you don't bring up your hot British neighbour again." Oh, how she hated her. "I haven't even mentioned her that much!" "Her eyes were so intense, Lilith." Lilith began in a mocking tone. "The leather jacket she wore was so fitting Lilith. Her neck was so-" "Oh my god stop!" Ava slapped the button for the elevator. "I do not sound like that."

"The woods are lovely, dark and deep, But I have promises to keep, And miles to go before I sleep." ~Robert Frost AKA Rhea thought the fight was over when she handed Luke that blade. The war she fought for others was over. She was wrong.Now a thousand miles and a thousand years from home, all alone with just the ghost of a curse to accompany her in her travels, she will only fight for the wars she chooses. AKA Sent to the start of the Trojan War, Rhea Jackson does not wish to be involved in another war of the gods

(oh my god they were roommates) "Thank you, valued user, for accepting the Protagonist Rehabilitation Programme. Your task: Ensure the protagonist's happiness." Shen Yuan is convinced that his favouri... least favourite novel's main protagonist isn't really happy. He has babes, money and power, but does he have any friends?Cue the system handily dropping Demon King Luo Binghe into his bedroom. Can Shen Yuan make him happy before the timer runs out? (90% light-hearted comedy, 10% existential horror and fear because this is the OG PIDW Binghe we're talking about)

"Marry Henry - destination wedding. Combine all of our names so paperwork is a fucking nightmare." Henry stares at him and Pez rolls the dice, and- "Congratulations to Alex and Henry Claremont-Diaz-Fox-Mountchristen," he says with a bright grin, and Alex punches the air and makes a 'whooping' noise. "Your wedding is attended by the Beckhams, the President, and several key members of congress. Henry is very gentle on your wedding night." Henry is going to fucking kill Pez. "Fucking sweet," Alex says, because Henry is apparently the only one here trying not to have a coronary about all of this. *** It had just been a party game, except now Henry is in way over his head.

There are many trials for a hobbit attempting to make a life among dwarves. A hobbit wants a garden. A hobbit wants to eat regular meals. A hobbit wants friends, good books, and comfortable chairs. Bilbo does his best to carve out a little hobbit life for himself in the mountain. If only there were not one final obstacle. For a hobbit heart wants love, and among dwarves that is a sticky subject.