Annie has put a lot of time and effort into being a normal person. Troy and Abed, not so much.

Abed's attempt to foster room-mate bonding via TV shows doesn't work as well as he would have hoped. Is there anything he, Troy and Annie can all agree on?

Abed finds a little bundle of joy on his doorstep. A montage happens.

The first time Troy dreamed about Abed, it was weird. And that's just the beginning.

GDI BECKY HOW AM I SUPPOSED TO FUNCTION But yes Stiles totally does this.

Jason has opinions about both Hamlet and bullying, and is willing to express those opinions with words. Or his fists. Whichever is the best weapon at the time. It's all the same in the end to him.

Damian asks a dumb question. Jason gives him way more information than he was looking for.

For the prompt on the robincest meme over at dcu-memes, "Tim riding Jason. Hard."

He has to—he needs to get away, and it would be funny if he wasn't so turned on.

Tim really, really likes it when Jason comes inside him.

Surprisingly enough, Ivy didn't like getting fruit baskets as thank yous. Jason'd have to find something else to send her.

Gotham doesn't know what to be more shocked by. The revelation that four masked vigilantes are in custody in Arkham, or their real names going into public record with the mugshots.

There's something different about the weight of these eyes. Something that makes Jason sit up and take notice.

Sometimes, announcing something can be done without any words being spoken.

Tim's got a lot of revenge to plan for this.

Tim knows his taste in music is a little eclectic.

Bruce really had no one else to blame but himself for allowing them to go to Vegas. What else was he expecting them to do?

Tim doesn't encourage the public, they do it themselves.

Tim sleeps in the attic every Christmas Eve. It doesn't really mean much, it's just habit by now.

He teams up with Red Hood Tuesday nights for patrol, and while it's not quite the date Tim could want it's what he'll take.

Nothing good has ever come from Steph and Dick plotting together. Nothing.

The request for help was coded enough that it was understood exactly how deep Tim and Cassandra were undercover. Dick's still surprised by how far under they are.

Jason had thought that putting Tim in a dress and forcing him into the public would be a good show. He's right. Just not in the way he'd thought.

Tim doesn't expect his time in the hospital to be very eventful.

Tim never was one for sharing his plans with others.

Jason's gone and Tim finds that he's the only one who thinks it wasn't on purpose.

Jason tilts his head and stares at the innocuous post it notes on his fridge.

It's not until after he's pulled the whole thing off that Jason realizes what a stupid move it was.

Follows this chapter but isn't actually a text so I don't feel right putting it with that work.

It's easy to be brave when you're not alone, and the hardest part of going into school the next day for Cullen is when Harper leaves to go to her own classes.

"Thirteen year old Pat Kane has short hair and a shorter temper, stands at five foot nothing and wants you to know about it. He plays hockey like he'll die if he can't, and if you have a problem with him, you have a problem with his whole team. That's the way he's always wanted it."

Missing scenes from the movie. Spoilers!

They've sort of been dating. Maybe. A little. And Kanji has something important to say.

He has always known who he is; it just took him a while to figure it out. (An AU take on how Tony Stark became Tony Stark.)

It started with a box of women's clothing that the last occupants of their apartment had left behind. Bucky remembered picking up a pair of panties and throwing them at Steve and saying, "Go on, Rogers, these look about your size."

Five Times Jonny Noticed Kaner and One Time Kaner Noticed Her Back “I mean it, Tazer baby. We’re gonna show those boys how it’s done.” And Jonny looked her up and down one more time, before reaching out to tug a few curls into place, flicking her on the nose once for good measure. “We always do,” she said, and her gaze was locked on Kaner’s and Kaner felt like she could take over the entire world.

"Actually, you know, I get it. Rogers would be an excellent MARRY choice. You know that he'd never leave the toilet seat up, would never drink the last of the milk, and would clean the rain gutters without prompting," Darcy says. She's never really considered Steve as anything other than Captain America who is impossibly unapproachable; weirdly enough, the things she finds intimidating about him as a person oddly work for her in a domestic setting. "Ugh, plus you just KNOW Barton would be the type of fucker that would eat the last oreo and then shove the empty box back into the cupboard." "So what's your list then, Darcy?" Jane asks, turning back to look at the mold, which has done exactly fuck all in the last half-hour. "Don't rush me! I need to make an informed, calculated choice." Darcy looks down at her pad, then back up at Natasha. She purses her lips in thought. "You've fucked Barnes, right? How dexterous is that metal hand?" -- The ladies of SHIELD play a mass game of MARRY FUCK KILL, Avengers edition. Wherein everyone marries Steve, kills Tony, Jane betrays science and Darcy hypothetically turns Thor into a llama.

Scott said, "Here, catch," and Isaac looked up to see a glass arcing through the air, aimed at his head.

“Won’t you tell me what’s wrong, Gizheurann?” Mom asks when she finds you sobbing beneath the apple tree. The sound of your name only makes you cry harder. You hate it, like you hate everything about yourself, right now. Stiles has always thought he was under a curse. Fortunately or unfortunately, he's not the only one. Originally written for Mating Games challenge #5.

“The mage's spell seems to have changed your sex.” Derek inhales raggedly, then slowly looks down at his chest—at his breasts.

The party was sprawled across nine different rooms, and Kris ended up getting detoured half a dozen times before he finally managed to track down the bar and get Adam and Katy's drinks and a beer for him.

Sam folded his arms and glared at him. “Okay, you know what, now I’m starting to think you’re not even trying.”

It's the hazards of having so many omegas in close proximity for so long. They tend to synch up.

"This is why you didn't tell me, isn't it," John said.

"Hey, Birdboy, what're you wearing?"

Kon has a crisis. Tim wears pajamas.

Krypto likes to take care of Kon as much as Kon likes to take care of Krypto. When Kon is hungry, Krypto fetches him food. When Kon is sleepy, Krypto fetches him blankets. And when Kon is horny, Krypto fetches him Tim. Which leaves Kon the not-so-fun job of awkwardly explaining to Red Robin why he's been dragged to Smallville in the middle of the night by a well-meaning superdog.

"On the bright side," Dick says as he shimmies down the building, "You didn't raise a group of homicidal, raging, vengeful killers and sociopaths so much as you raised a group of emotionally-volatile, obsessive, spiteful vigilantes and paper pushers."

Steve hadn't asked Sam why he'd come along, but if he did, Sam could tell him that hanging out with him was just plain relaxing.

Clint and Natasha ruin Christmas.