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“Harry, I-I’m so sorry…” Louis stutters out, trying to keep his voice level and even, to portray a depiction of strength, but with the way Harry is looking at him, staring at him like he has a personal passage way straight to Louis’ soul, it’s so hard, nearly impossible. That simple opening phrase, that short introductory acknowledgement that is often rushed out so easily, painlessly, at a safe distance. Giving a doctor the ability to portray empathy without true emotion, without feeling the full brunt and sheer force of the underlying pain itself. But Louis feels it, he feels the crushing agony laced behind the phrase, he feels the weight of the painful words slipping from his lips, the cause and effect that the three-word expression holds. The distantly empty “I’m so sorry” that doctors throw out in self-preservation, isn’t at all empty for him. Louis recognizes it, he understands it, he feels it. ✚☤✚ a fated story of two broken and battered boys who barely survived the unimaginable and how the love of one little brave girl defies all the odds and somehow puts them back together.

“Come on,” the alpha says. He tilts his head towards the water as Jimin gapes at him with fear in his eyes. “Get in.” Tonight Jimin listens. Whether because of the humid heat clouding the air or the insomnia induced delirium or something else entirely, Jimin's feet take tiny steps until he stands at the edge of the bath. The tip of his toes get dangerously close to dipping in, just needing to take one last step. The alpha’s eyes watch his every move, scanning down his body with rapt attention. “Go on,” the alpha says, voice dripping with deep richness. Jimin—for reasons he fails to understand—listens. His body carries him, slowly sauntering down the steps and into the hot water without thinking it over any longer. Something about it feels helpless and uncontrollable, making him itchy inside. He pushes it down. “Good little omega.” The alpha’s words make sparks tingle in his veins and acid climb up his throat, the conflicting combination of sensations confusing. He hates how something inside of him almost… likes it. After being rescued from an oppressive pack with strict rules and outdated traditions, Jimin starts his life life anew in the Jeon pack.

Crowley didn't look up immediately when he heard the shop door open; he was just in the middle of finishing off a complicated bouquet, and the blasted ribbon was being difficult about things. "Just a sec," he said, scowling as the end slipped away from him again. There was a pause. And then a voice, softly, "There you are." An unusual customer walks into Anthony Crowley's flower shop with a very specific request. AU, series, complete, angst with a happy ending. (Series Summary: For three centuries, Crowley has been reincarnated over and over as a human with no memory of his past. Aziraphale has tried to find a way to restore him to his true self, but all he seems to do is hurt them both. This time, he only means to steal a brief moment when he walks into Crowley's flower shop. But Crowley can't let it go...)

“Louis, I know it’s hard, but I need you to focus and tell me exactly what happened, ok?” Louis is shaking uncontrollably, his hands, his heart, his mind, nothing is stable, nothing is ok. He feels untethered, boundless in time, yet paradoxically his entire life is torturously bound to this very moment. Absolutely nothing he tells his mind serves to calm his racing thoughts, he commands his body to move and his body betrays him, commands lips to speak, but no words form. All Louis can do is blindly stare at the sickeningly heavy blood coating his arms, dripping to his trembling fingers. Tears ceaselessly pour down his cheeks despite how hard he squeezes his eyes shut, trying desperately to calm himself enough to utter a sound. And he can’t breathe, despite all of his failed efforts to catch his wandering breath and gasp a much-needed lungful of oxygen, his diaphragm constricts furtherstill, suffocating him from the inside out. breathe, breathe, breathe Louis forces a sharp inhale that hurts as the breath expands his stilted lungs, god it hurts. Like stabbing his chest with a serrated knife, dragging the jagged blade through his heart over and over and over again until there is nothing left.

The last thing Hannibal Lecter expected when he opened the door to his office's waiting room, was a young boy in big glasses to be asking for help. Said young boy, Mr. Harry Potter, ends up being very interesting, and Hannibal might have found himself the final key to the little family he was making.

"Dennis hums some song under his breath as he readies the food for the bagel, and Peter turns his attention from the counter to the muted TV in the corner of the café. He almost has a heart attack when he sees who’s on the screen. Because talking to a reporter from some local news station is Tony freaking Stark. In the flesh. Very, very alive." --- Peter has been struggling since the end of No Way Home. The unexpected arrival of a familiar face brings hope.

Dean accidentally kills Castiel, and is tormented by grief and guilt afterwards. Dean becomes convinced Cas still exists somehow, and that he will be resurrected; Sam's not so sure, but is determined to help his grief-stricken brother recover. Meanwhile the Darkness is eating away at Creation, and soon both brothers realize they may have to embark on their longest and strangest journey yet. This time they might not come back. Will they have to fight their last battle without Castiel?

AU. Aziraphale should have known better. From the very start, he should have known better. But he just keeps making the same mistakes, and it isn't only him who has to pay for them. Sequel to "Flowers for Anthony" and "Who Pluck'd Thee From Thy Stalk", multi-chapter, Aziraphale POV on what's been going on.

Five times the #1 headliner All Might and underground scrub Eraserhead teamed up, and one time they didn't. Unfortunately, the first time they meet, both heroes are already high on weaponized ecstasy – or Dust, as it's known on the street. Let the good times roll.

Plus A big, angry, pink plus sign. It is so… bright… so distinct and sharp. There is no possible way a test could be more positive. Positive The test is positive. Very much, very properly positive. There is no mistaking it. Hawks stares at the plus sign while he feels his world crumbling around him. His eyes feel like they are about to pop out of his head. His breathing is non-existent, there is a ringing in his ears. All that exists is the rushing of his own blood, his painfully beating heart and… and… that cursed plus sign. “Shit.” Or: Hawks started sleeping with a certain villain to gain intel for the commission. What he did not expect was the baby that comes with it. PLEASE LOOK AT THE TAGS! Some chapters have trigger warnings.

He used to have a name, Stiles or something. Now he does not even comprehend what a name is…

It all started when Derek said he wasn't part of the pack... (Story is time lapsed, so it skips over events and so on. It is just a sneak peek for a story I'm making. Enjoy!~)

Crowley had never believed in... well, in much of anything, to be honest. Certainly not in anything so woolly as destiny. Or any other force, cosmic or divine or otherwise, that could bring people together because their lives were meant to intersect. And yet here he was, walking past the same bookshop for the third time this week. AU. Sequel to 'Flowers for Anthony'. Crowley can't quite let it go, even though he doesn't really understand what 'it' is.

It's been a bumpy year for Harry and Louis, and now they have their son, whom Harry wouldn't trade for the world. However, if he wants to stay in his sons life, he must seek help. Not only for him, but for the love of his life, as well. After all, he does want to marry Louis soon.

It was the middle of the night, and Peter suddenly stirred from his peaceful sleep from the sound of creaking in his small studio apartment. While Wade is away on business, Peter is stalked by an unrelenting symbiote. NOTE: The Sequel is Out! Chinese Translation: http://archiveofourown.org/works/6501727/chapters/14883292

Daniel's a slave. He belongs to Theodore and that's all there is to it. The more he reminds himself of that the easier it is to just be a slave and do as he's told. It's not clear to him whether that's a good thing or not.

In the position Dabi’s in, sprawled out on his back with his dirty boots hanging off the end of the sofa, Hawks can make out the length of his body even beneath the coat. As he noticed last time they met, Dabi is slim, scrawny even, the figure of a man who hasn’t known the luxury of three balanced meals a day in quite some time. Perhaps he’s just naturally lean, perhaps he’s on some sort of drug. Perhaps he’s sick.

Jungkook selflessly helps someone but ends up distant from his hyungs or (hyungs get mad at Jungkook but then feel guilty when they find out the reason why)

하늘의 사람들, 클라크의 속편 스포일러를 피하기 위해 줄거리는 없습니다. 하지만 엄청난 일이 벌어질 겁니다. 주로 그라운더들의 정치 이야기입니다.

A collection of inane nonsense (ranging from Error being reincarnated as Palette to Dust finding a new love for the color pink) circling around the many AUs and Multiverses of the Undertale world. Some stories will be connected; Others will be random one-shots. Stop by and see what treasures, or horrors, you can find.

Levi was born a Prince. Though life was not easy for him. His father was overprotective, and never let Levi leave the palace.When Levi finally got to leave the confines of his home, it wasn’t in a way he was expecting, and he definitely wasn’t expecting meeting a dragon shifter, let alone falling in love, and discovering a dormant instinct inside him, long since forgotten.

In another time, another life, Cinder was found by Summer after the former killed her stepmother. Ten years later, she is offered a teaching spot in Beacon by Ozpin, and Cinder is forced to reconnect with her step sisters, Ruby and Yang.

You ( READER~) are a female college student. You have a very dark history ( No spoilers :3 )Your some freaky-deaky who enjoys the dark side ( not star wars. ) and revels in the thought of blood and gore. Though it can freak you out, the general concept intrigues you.Your going to become a botanist with a side hobby of artistry. Everyone hates your damn guts because you freaking em out with your deaky.With nobody in your life as you begin your second year at college, your life is about to take so many weird steps, turns, and throttles you will be on your @ss asking where you were when you havent even left the room you were in. You meet with the known Undertale monster gang, slowly and surely. Things happen that will change your college life. LITERALLY.

Dick's world is falling apart. With all the heroes and Batman gone, the teen thinks this is the end. That is, until Dick miraculously end up in an Alternate Universe where the world is whole and there's a family waiting for him. [On Hiatus]

Fon made a mistake and Skull paid the price. Will he ever come home? Will the others ever forgive the Storm or is it doomed to end in tragedy?

PART ONE “I am hoping to make a discovery here, to express the feelings of two lovers by a marriage of two complementary colors, their minglings and their oppositions, the mysterious vibrations of kindred tones.” — Vincent Van Gogh. A writer. A husband. A broken marriage and Vincent Van Gogh.

A white sheet of paper. Just a simple letter. But oh god how much it changed Clarke's life as she picked it up.

Sometimes the phone rings. Sometimes his stomach leaps again, like it used to every time Grantaire called to talk about their silly little dates. Hey... “Hey Enjy, you still there?” He’s still here. “You can’t stay in that apartment forever. I’m coming with Combeferre to pick you up. How does a movie night at my place sound? Like the good old times? Promise it won’t be an American Pie marathon!” Painful, Courfeyrac. It sounds painful. Getting into clothes sounds painful. “Fun. It sounds fun.” He hangs up with a click. Hey, I just wanted to hear your voice. It was all I wanted.

One day, I decided to reach out to the Dean x Cas shippers and ask them for words and phrases that reminded them of their OTP. Words and phrases that struck a chord with them. And I decided to write about them. Here is a compilation of little Destiel things, no longer than a few sentences.

The lights are out and Sam isn't home. Dean tries to deal.

War. War is the word to define Westeros.Sansa loves Jon. Jon loves Daenerys. Just a triangle.

Basically what the title says, Angst filled Voltron Drabbles. You can make requests for certain prompts in the comments or on my blog: https://theequeenofangst.tumblr.com/

So this was what it felt like. This is what Ian had been fighting. Mickey didn't like it. He wasn't as strong as Ian. He knew sooner or later he'd lose.

McCoy's sudden illness lands him in his own Sickbay where his friends rally to support him.

Five times the prince cried with sorrow and one he cried with joy. Mostly Beast angst.