unrequited

Hermione felt the pounding in her ears again. She would see him for the first time since the Great Hall, gaunt and stricken at the Slytherin table with his mother clutching his arm. She hadn't meant to look for him. Not in the corridors, not beneath the white sheets of the fallen, not on the way to the Chamber of Secrets with Ron, but she was a stupid girl.

Anathematized after a poor interaction with time-traveling aliens, Lance finds he has the ability to rewind time. Despite its limitations, Lance uses the power to the team’s advantage, both in war and to mess with his friends. Then he realizes he can confess his feelings to Keith with impunity. There’s only one problem: the parting words of the aliens who cursed him. His death is prophesied, and not even they know the details of his future. So Lance decides to make the best of what little time he has left. If that means he spends every waking moment showing Keith his love, before reverting time over and over again so Keith won’t remember it, then so be it. Even if that means he’ll die without Keith knowing how he feels. Except, there’s one contingency Lance didn’t consider…

Jensen is a rising crime lord and Jared's the college kid who catches his eye.

In order to end the war between Jotunheim and Asgard a political and arranged marriage is set up between Asgard's first Prince and heir to the throne and Jotunheim's third and smallest Prince. But not everyone is happy with the union. (Probably should have said this sooner but this is currently on a long hiatus while I finish up the final chapter. I WILL finish this, just taking longer then I expected.)

Abbie's not sure how it fell to her to tell everyone about Crane's two-hundred-years-dead witch-wife, but these things happen. (Post-John Doe.)

Grantaire knocks into the most beautiful person she's ever seen, unfortunately they don't get along too well. Marius thinks about moves he could make, but in the end only thinks about.

Your name is Gamzee Makara, and you’re juggalo blessed with the gift to hear the Mirthful Messiahs. Your name is David Strider, and you have the most unimaginable crush on your older brother. Your name is Tavros Nitram, and you were raped by your female friend. Your name is Cronus Ampora, and you're a transgendered male in a homophobic society. Your name is Karkat Vantas, and you've been infected with HIV since birth. Your name is John Egbert, and you're a gay teenager living under the roof of a strict Catholic father. Your name is Latula Pyrope, and your boyfriend has been mentally disabled since you got into a car crash. Your name is Sollux Captor, and you have to live with severe, unmedicated bipolar disorder. Your name is Kanaya Maryam, and you have to look perfect.

Whilst on a mission, Natasha is suddenly taken ill, Clint does all he can to help...even if it's very little

Albus always gets what he wants.

The "I love you" scene from Mycroft's POV.

Everyone knows that when you need someone to hurt you, Kavinsky is it.

Once, he might have thought he had a chance with Jim. He doesn't think it any more.

Jensen and Jared are soul mates. You'd think that would be better news than it is.

Widowmaker wishes only to have a place to herself, where no one can remind her of what she cannot understand. Yet, someone refuses to leave her alone.

There needs to be a clock for you both. Like the War Clock, except it’s counting up the arguments. How many you’ve won, how many he has. How many times he lost his temper first, and how many times you started it.Because you always start it.

A childish coping mechanism and a dream of being greater than he really is; if two hundred different timelines had brought him here, surely Marco must be destined for something, right? (a poetry warm up that got out of hand)