minor or background relationship(s)

Sero nods. “It’s the chance of a lifetime, really,” he says. “We want you to date Bakugou, for the sake of his reputation with the press. Some public appearances, a few ‘candid’ photos. For at least a couple of months.” “Bakugou sent you to ask me to date him?” Kirishima asks, baffled. “Of course not. We, his people, are asking you to date him. He’s going to have to get on board, if he wants his career to survive. And in the bargain, Riot will get all sorts of publicity, because their lyricist will be dating one of the industry’s hottest stars. A win for everyone.” When Kirishima Eijirou's band hits the big time, he's not prepared for his newfound fame. He's even less prepared to meet the actor he's been crushing on for years, or to start dating him as a publicity stunt. The closer Kirishima gets to Bakugou Katsuki, the more he realizes he's in over his head. But it's hard to stop, once his heart is in it.

Stiles was twelve when he was given to Derek.

“Okay, okay. You’ll find someone to pine after soon enough, though, I’m sure.” Sirius gets up and goes to James’ overflowing chest of drawers, pulling one open to look for a more suitable pair of jeans. James goes back to looking in the mirror. “I don’t pine,” He mutters. *** British modern high school AU where James is the popular jock/ football star and Regulus is the quiet artist who couldn't be less bothered by status or popularity. They work on a project together. Pining ensues.

Roy (5:59pm): JAYRoy (5:59pm): DID YOU SEND A THREAT TO THE WATCHTOWERRoy (6:00pm): ????? The reply came just a minute later, Roy sparing one glance to the chatting Justice League before looking back down. Jay (6:01pm): NahJay (6:01pm): Was I supposed to?Jay (6:02pm): Also, that’s not a dinner dish. Try again, Ed Sheeran Or: How Wally West, Roy Harper, and Kon-El Kent remembered that not everyone just knows the Batfam. Or or: Three times the Justice League needed Batman but conveniently couldn’t get a hold of him. Good thing he has trained bat associates! Wait, what? And the one time they realised it was a whole family.

If Shen Yuan wanted to steal his life so desperately... ...Then Shen Jiu would gladly give it to him... Betrayed by his loved ones, and killed by his husband... Shen Jiu lived a miserable life from start to finish; but when he woke up sixteen years in the past with the ability to change his fate. Shen Jiu swore to get his revenge on those who deceived him and make them pay... ...Falling in love wasn't part of his plans though...

When Izuku and Katsuki were kids, they planned to become big music stars like their idol, All Might. With Katsuki on the drums, and Izuku singing, their dream was to have the best band in the world. But after a fight has devastating consequences, Izuku gives up on his own dream so Katsuki can shine. He stands by his side, and secretly (under the songwriter pseudonym Deku) pines for his best friend. That is until fate stumbles in. A tour gives Izuku the chance to have everything he's ever wished for, including true love. Will he take it, or will outside forces, the past, and his own secrets keep him silent again?

“You’re obsessed, huh?” “Absolutely, indefinitely obsessed.” “Good,” he said, feeling unusually bold all of the sudden, “we make a good pair, ‘cause I’m obsessed too.” A tale about human nature. Remus is an aspiring author, tasked with writing a book about the up and coming, wildly popular band, The Marauders. Sirius, front man, immediately dislikes him because he doesn’t want his life exposed, pried at by some stranger. Stranger becomes friend, friend becomes more. A love story told through music of the time, emotions disguised in lyrics, metaphors, colors, and the attitudes of struggling people.

“When we kiss—“ “Hold up,” Hao frowns. “‘When’? Why would we kiss?” Hanbin blinks. “Because couples kiss all the time? Wouldn’t it be suspicious for Taerae to never see us kiss?” By the heavens, the kid’s got a point. Smart boy. “Okay, sure. If—” “When.” “—we kiss, we should probably save it as a last resort. Like, a make it or break it type of situation where Taerae and Matthew are really suspicious of us.” For some reason, Hanbin doesn’t seem too pleased by that idea, his mouth puckered in a sad little pout. Why he would be sad though, is beyond Hao. “What was your question?” Hao prompts, tempted to reach over and smooth the furrow of Hanbin’s knit brow with his fingers. Like magic, Hanbin perks up and his eyes glitter with the glory of a sky full of stars. “Can I use tongue?” Or, Hao lies to his best friend that he has a boyfriend. Thankfully Sung Hanbin is more than happy to go along with the charade, but why are his eyes so damn sparkly, why is he so warm all the time, and why does he keep asking if they can kiss with tongue?

Satoru laughed, ginning at the gesture, ever grateful for the Yuji’s thoughtfulness. “Sounds good to me. Let me re-tie your guys’ shoes and we’ll head out of here.”As he was finishing up Yuji’s laces, the new arrivals started to make their way into the park. When Satoru looked up, he was met with the most striking set of lavender eyes; eyes that happened to be looking back into his own.-Satoru was still learning how to be a proper parent to Megumi after gaining custody of him when the child’s father and Satoru’s former college roommate, Toji, was sentenced to several years in prison.Romance wasn’t on the forefront of his mind, yet one day when at the local park with Megumi and his friend Yuji, Satoru became entranced by a striking set of lavender eyes. Another father, one with two little girls around the boys’ age, became a point of interest for Satoru.While his first priority was making sure Megumi was comfortable due to the child’s troubled past with social anxiety, he couldn’t help but feel drawn to the stranger with kind eyes.When fate had it that they kept running into each other, Satoru’s mind swirled with possibilities and feelings, ones he couldn’t help but indulge in.

For a second, Lucifer didn’t see the bloodthirsty Angel that had come down from heaven to exterminate them. For a second, he saw the man Adam had been in the garden, and he half expected him to tilt his head in confusion, like he had done so often, when he had still tried to understand the workings of the universe. An "Adam falls and maybe earns redemption in the process" fic that nobody asked for

“Are you insinuating that I’m not entertaining?” “I’m insinuating that you’re lazy.” A couple of small donations come in at once, tearing Suguru’s eyes away from the drawing to read the names. His view count has shot up by almost a hundred; he always gets more engagement when Satoru is on call with him. Not that that sort of thing really matters to him, but it is a little funny, and he can’t help but smile ironically and shake his head to himself. Suguru is a part-time tattoo artist (per his own wishes) and part-time streamer (per Satoru's). Satoru's choice of career is anything but surprising, being a full time content creator, broadcasting himself to tens of thousands of people almost every day. They live together, work together, and know almost everything about each other.Almost.

Barely one in every hundred Grisha are lucky enough to have their soulmate’s first words etched into their skin. Otkazat'sya never receive the indelible ink, instead left to scramble for a soulmate who rarely, if ever, appears.Jesper dreamed of receiving his ink as a young boy. The chances of him meeting his soulmate were slim to none, the chances of those words appearing even slimmer. When he wakes on his thirteenth birthday with a burning rash circling his wrist, barely legible words beneath the blisters, he’s ecstatic. When the skin heals and he finally reads them, he’s terrified. Because the words on his skin aren’t a greeting, they aren’t exciting. The words on his skin are a warning. 'He's going to kill me.'-Wylan Van Eck had been dreading his wedding. The engagement to a Mercher twelve years his senior (‘only’ his father had said, as if he should be grateful) seemed too easy an ending for him after years of torment. So, when his wedding night suddenly included hands too tight around his throat, an ungainly escape aided by a candlestick, and a midnight sprint through the city into the pits of the Barrel, well, that made much more sense. Title from 'Which witch' by Florence and the Machine

Shen Yuan managed to have an easey life with Luo Binghe. Until a little problem makes them close the Demon Kingdom to humans due to a little brat who decided to control demons, ghosts and zombies. Wei Wuxian just wants to kill all the Wens. And Xie Lian is happy wandering the world and colleting things.

Distantly Charles was aware of Brundle talking about odds on screen, that no one that young had ever won before and how strange it was that no one from District 2 had volunteered in his place. A departure from tradition indeed. Charles knew better though. Knew how Max was raised and knew that it was to be a Victor, that if no one from District 2 had volunteered it meant that Max was already the best The Academy had to offer. He only hoped it would be enough. Or: The one where Max is a Victor, Charles is a Tribute, and they might have fallen in love years ago.

Tenma Tsukasa ★ ✔️ @tenmatsukasa • 9hRui??? what do you mean we drifted off??? we just called for around 3 hours yesterday?? :( Rui clips @ruiclips • 1htimestamp: 16:59 18.5K Retweets 11.4K Quote Tweets 79K Likes — Kusanagi Nene ✔️ @wxsdiva: What happened now…? Alternatively; Future RuiKasa twt au wherein Actor Tenma Tsukasa and Director Kamishiro Rui reveal their close relationship with each other as "Best friends". Except everyone but them notices the obvious romantic tension between them that's been simmering for 7 years, and slowburn mutual pining ensues. includes but is not limited to: Many "platonic" kisses, a great amount of denial, and "we're just bestfriends" (courtesy of tsukasa's deflection)

He was Lord Sirius Black III, of the Noble and Most Ancient House, Duke of Sutherland, Marquess of Stafford, and Master of Godric Hall. He would not be sent into a tailspin by a simple tailor. He would not pine over a meagre suit. He was stunning, dripping in silver and black and deep shades of purple. It was him, his beauty, his body, not someone’s craft, that made him the powerful, imposing figure that commanded the attention of every insipid soul out there. More, they demanded. And he would be more. He would be everything. After the death of his father, Sirius takes up his place at the head of Britain's most influential aristocratic family. And Sirius is absolutely fine with it. After all, he has the wealth, the titles, the huge estate - plus everything money can buy. What more could he possibly want?But there’s something missing, a hollow ache he can’t ignore and that he's apparently determined to fill with suits. Which explains why he finds himself returning again and again to the quaint little atelier across the Welsh border. It certainly has nothing to do with the attractive tailor and his stupid smirk.

Oikawa shows up in Brazil right when Hinata is feeling most alone.Neither of them can avoid the subtle looks, the small touches, the idea that this could turn into something unexpected. For Hinata, it's a new possibility. Something unfamiliar, but not unwelcome.For Oikawa, it's something he wasn't able to plan for. Something his mind won't allow him to simply enjoy, no matter that he desperately wants to. A one week fling becomes a catalyst for the years to come. A journey of learning how to fight for themselves and for each other.

As he walks out the door all heads turn to him and he can feel his face starting to heat up at the attention, it’s quiet for a moment before someone speaks up. “What is a kid doing here? How’d he get past security??” And then another, “Yeah how’d he get in here?” And another, “He looks like 12 what was security thinking” And another, “Must be a Tony Stark fanboy” Okay , that one might be true but still. As more people begin to talk at Peter than to him FRIDAY speaks up to end this starting argument “this is Peter, Tony Stark's personal intern, since Tony Stark is attending business Peter will be joining the other interns in the shared lab. Please welcome him.” Silence.

Riki and Sunghoon have always felt this underlying tension between them, one that they’ve never given much though to. A night preparing for their comeback in the practice room leads to something far more which somehow creates more problems than it solves. Can they figure things out? Or are they going to be pulled apart?

At first, Sukuna couldn't tell what was wrong with the body of his vessel. But something didn't feel right. Then he gathered control a second time, and oh. The Brat was dying of some kind of illness. And even using the reverse cursed technique didn't fix it completely. Well, it wasn't Sukuna's problem, was it? Or so Sukuna had to repeat himself. Because why was the Brat not doing anything with that? Was he stupid? He was going to die! Or: What if Yuuji was deadly sick and Sukuna was the only one who knew.

Peter Stark-Rogers is an intern in Stark's industries and also Iron Man's and Captain America's son, he is living with the avengers and also secretly Spiderman. His school does not believe in his internship, coupled with Flash's bullying, he has not had the best time in school and to make matters worse, his school has a field trip to Stark's industries. OR The Peter goes on a field trip to Stark industries aka his house, where his family aka the avengers help him against his bully Flash and also prove that he's telling the truth to his classmates fic that we will never get tired of reading.

Annie set out early on a path to town intent on doing reconnaissance- but one of her fellow cadets happens to be out just as early as she is… *** Armin was surprised to find Annie on the road to town, dressed in clothes he’s never seen her wear before. It would be rude not to ask her to join him for the day, right?

“Promise you won’t laugh? Like, swear on your undead life?” “I swear on my-” Astarion choked on his spit. “My what?” “Your undead life?” Gale tilted his head like a confused puppy. “Did you think the whole vampire thing was a secret?” “Well. kind of?” Gale laughed in earnest. “Astarion, I know you can’t see yourself but you have to understand what you look like. You look like whatever an emo kid imagines when they picture themselves grown up, with your perfect hair, eyeliner, and the leather jacket thing.” “I-” “Also if the ethereal beauty wasn't enough, you have a blood flask in your jacket pocket at all times.” Astarion blinked, but quickly gained his composure, a damn near predatory grin stretching across his lips, highlighted by the fact that he was no longer hiding his fangs. “So you think I'm beautiful, wizard boy?” Gale rolled his eyes, trying to keep the flush off his cheeks. “Of course I do, Astarion.” ~*Modern with Magic AU! with Professor Gale and Librarian Astarion*~

“You’re mine now, Jounouchi Katsuya. I own your muzzle, your leash, your life.” Kaiba's hand squeezes around his jaw. “Bark if you understand.” “Fuck you,” Jounouchi says, hands fisted at his side. He meets Kaiba’s eyes, defiant, lips pulled back in a snarl, and snaps, firm, “Woof.”--Someone is trying to kill Seto Kaiba, and Jounouchi is still too compassionate for his own good. So, the bodyguard gig.