The twins decide Harry is spending too much time with his thoughts.

Sybok takes a class called History of Language over at the University, and meets a classmate who's even smarter than he is.

Patrick loves the tentacle beds. Bob is not so sure.

Mercedes and Kurt have a night in after Kurt's mini sexuality crisis.

The boys need some help getting their KISS outfits and so they turn to Kurt.

Puck can't sleep, Kurt has a surprise and Burt has to go to the police station.

The plan was simple - the literal two birds with one shot kill. Give Kris what he wants - honesty, and give the press what they can run with - a true love story that makes Kris' turn to the gay-side something less out of character and more in. Everyone knows that Kris is a sweet potato. Everyone knows that he believes in love and happily ever after. If he comes out of the closet in love with his best friend then he's a lot less likely to be eaten alive. The Kradam kids will erect a float for the Gay Pride Parade and the haters to the left will have a focus. Adam can be the bad guy, the seducer, the bright sparkly punching bag. Kris agrees to get out of a stretch limo holding Adam Lambert’s hand at Lady GaGa’s Un-birthday Party. (If this doesn’t scare him back straight – nothing will.) A fic in which Kris and Adam are clueless and neither one realizes what is real.

In which Adam (a rock star) meets Kris (a single dad) at an Emergency Room in Arkansas at the end of a particularly shitty night. Also features: San Francisco, fresh starts, baked goods, OCs, cameo appearances by Matt and Megan, pirates, monsters with garbage heads and a recording studio.

Listening to his dad play when he thinks Dylan is asleep makes Dylan kind of sad and worried. His dad is good, that’s what everyone says. But no one ever gets discovered in Arkansas. Alfie says even Baltimore is better if you want to be famous, but he still thinks that city kind of stinks, so he doesn’t recommend it to Dylan. He says they need to move to Los Angeles. That’s where all the famous people live. And Alfie has an Aunt Madeleine there, and he can totally come and visit sometimes. Dylan doesn’t have his own computer, but his dad lets him use the one in the living room. He even has his own account there, with his very own user picture (Batman) and password (robinsux). So he already looked Los Angeles up, and he’s pretty sure Alfie is right about this. Because Los Angeles is where Adam Lambert lives, and if his dad is ever going to make an album and give concerts and stuff, Adam Lambert is the guy to help.

It was indeed Noel Henderson standing behind his mother in Tim's bedroom doorway. It wasn't a figment of Tim's imagination or the product of a fever dream. It was real, and it was horrible.

Donnelly O'Keefe is the star of this story as the anchor of all things pageantry for his sister, mother and every other pageant princess in sight at the biggest beauty competition next to Miss America. He can handle women freaking because of a broken heel or a bad ketchup stain on an evening gown, but when his sister's greatest rival comes into the picture with a fiancé who looks like he stepped out of the fifties, some things are going to come into question. Namely, why Don and this guy keep running into each other, and why...why he doesn't exactly hate it.

"You are," Harry tells them wearily, "without a doubt the worst pair of Aurors in the history of the entire Auror corps."

"It was really kind of sad watching him pine after you all the time, while you just went about business as usual," Ariadne says.

"Don’t bore me with the petty details. Just tell me what sort of masks we’ll all be wearing while we rob this bank. I hope it’s not dead U.S. presidents. That’s so overdone.”

Cobb doesn't even bother sitting up. "Let's try that again," he says, dropping his head back against the chair and closing his eyes, "and cut down on the homicide before the job is done."

"Think of it as an exercise in interhouse relations," Eames says, slinging an arm around Arthur's shoulders. "We could share secrets! And braid each other's hair! And do, I don't know, trust falls." Hogwarts!AU.

Eames has a mouth like a porn star.

Arthur's in jail, he went down for the team, and now Eames wants him out. Saito offers some financial assistance and some wisdom.

In which Arthur loves Dom and Mal, despite knowing he will never be a half of their whole. Also in which Eames exhibits admirable patience while waiting for Arthur to realize he has options other than spending his whole life loving two people who can never love him back.

Arthur realizes his feelings for Eames when he finds out Eames has dreams about fucking Robert with his perfect cheekbones. Arthur attempts to woo Eames with Adriadne and the rest of the team's help. Eames is too used to Arthur's rebuffs that he doesn't take Arthur's adorable fumbling attempts seriously.

Arthur adopts a couple stray kittens who end up in their warehouse. Then Eames ends up watching them for him for ages. Then kittens and boys do other adorable things.

Being a singer has always been Kris's dream. Being a superhero is just an accident of birth.

Eames is a major Doctor Who fanboy. Arthur is clueless.

It turns out that Eames sending dirty pictures to Arthur's phone has become something of a routine thing.

Welcome to life post-Inception.

Eames Paints. Arthur studies art history. Together they fight crime! (are giant fucking hipsters.)

A chance meeting, a one night stand, a cowardly departure, and a romantic gesture.

Yes, it's just what it sounds like. Inception meets Princess Bride. No one escapes unscathed.

"when they analyse the solution a few days later, Yusuf swears and his mind pops up with the thought Oh, shit, how did that get in there? and Arthur wonders why he ever allowed himself to be a test dummy for the newer, stronger stuff Yusuf wanted to make for his dream basement."

Five levels down, and five to dig yourself back out. Arthur met Eames' projection long before he met Eames.

In which the bridge crew are Ravenclaws circa 1999, Spock's NEWT obsessed, Hikaru's lost his green thumb, Jim proves he's not stupid, and there's a fight in the Great Hall.

Kris honestly thought it was a phone booth, okay. But a phone booth wouldn't easily fit three people in it, right? It also wouldn't be bigger on the inside. A phone booth couldn't travel in space and time. This is a story of Kris Allen meeting a mad man with a blue box, going back in time, and realizing that sometimes it just takes a long time to figure out that you have always been in love with somebody.

Quinn's in labor and Kurt is the only one around to help deliver the baby.

So Kristopher Allen was in love. Like crazily, embarrassingly, stupidly in love. And it was never going to work out.

"Brittany wakes up a guy. She's pretty much okay with this. And then she remembers what a good boyfriend Kurt was, and that he's clearly lonely, but capital G Gay. So she decides to do him a favor (not that she won't be having fun, too). Oh, and Kurt knows it's a temporarily male Brittany, instead of a random guy. Because it would never occur to her to lie, or even think of waking up a different gender as an oddity."

Glee set to Roger and Hammerstein's Cinderella. It's actually quite different. Who says Cinderella was the only one with a fairy god-something? Puckurt. Don't like, don't read.

Pretend marriage (for a job maybe?) becomes real.

yusuf writes arthur/eames fanfic. cobb is his beta. ariadne finds out.

DRIVING!KINK But not how you think. Eames talks a big game about how fast he drives, even takes Arthur for a spin and maybe Ariadne is in the back or something. HOWEVER. Arthur is unimpressed and next time he is behind the wheel and Eames is the passenger, he like. Fucking IDEK like Form D's it, you know? Over the top speeding, weaving through traffic- he's just straight up a badass and it freaks Eames the fuck out.

"Would it actually be... fanfiction if the author herself writes it? I mean, all we're supplying is the idea."

OH JESUS, MEME. inspired by this thread and OH MY GOD i want a fic where Arthur and Eames are BOTH in the Arthur/Eames fandom but using sockpuppets. And then Arthur beta's Eames Arthur/Eames fic. And TOTALLY RIPS IT APART, because Eames has terrible SPAG and Arthur thinks his Arthur is TOTALLY OOC and Eames is like WTF why do you even want to read this and Arthur's like, "because I'm in love with the way you write Eames" dkjfkajf;kdskakld and then somehow they find out each other's sekrit online identities

Saito doesn't even have to turn the lid. He just stares it down.

Eames stumbles upon Arthur dreaming, and in his dream he is being fucked by tentacles. Eames, being Eames, decides to join in.

Arthur is horrified by the number of prompts that involve him being grievously injured, starving, unsure of reality, or traumatised. In response, he decides to write an epic novel-length hurt-comfort fanfic starring Eames as a tormented soul who needs the healing power of Arthur's cock love. It starts out as a joke, but he really gets into it. Bonus points for the team's reaction to the epic-length Eames-torture fic on the kink meme. (Perhaps Saito loves it and starts reccing it to everyone and Eames is like WHAT THE HELL.)

Eames convinces Arthur that it would be really hot if Arthur had a dildo/buttplug/vibrator in him all day, and Arthur reluctantly agrees. Only to realise he's more sensitive than he thought. I would like Arthur really turned on but struggling not to show it, and biting his lip to maintain his usual appearance. Maybe he could squirm a little and blush too. And Eames is kind of an ass so, you know, he'd be making pointed remarks about the stick up Arthur's ass, or smacking Arthur on the ass or something. (If it is a vibrator maybe Eames could turn it on at random moments when Arthur is in the middle of SERIOUS WORK.) And maybe if Arthur lasts the whole day without taking it out he gets the reward of HOT SEX FROM EAMES.