It's time for a change, and Ginny decides to take a risk. It also time for beating Draco at his own game.

Zelgadis is learning to live with his body.

The youngest was the fairest of all, and her name was Beauty. Beauty only came out at night.

Brian has hidden his submissive orientation most of his life out of necessity more than desire and he's been fine. Really. Until he meets Dominic Toretto then fine doesn't really fit the situation anymore. A BDSM-universe AU of The Fast and the Furious.

His body had grown, not quite to full adulthood, but close enough. With that came things that didn’t quite add up for the young boy stuck living in it.

Troy and Abed discover slash.

Roy is losing track of his dates, and Edward's travels are what grounds him.

Allison and Lydia work stuff out.

Closed Windows, Open Doors (DCU; Tim/Jason)- FOR ME! Chances (DCU; Tim/Kon) - FOR ME! it takes a house, a village (DCU; Tim/Jason) Parenting: A Guide By Bruce Wayne (DCU; gen) - sunfish we sure know how to run free (DCU; gen) Timfestation (DCU; gen) This Ain't Your Daddy's Day Job (YJ; gen) Christmas Morning (DCU; gen) Zombie Invasions are Boring, Let's Play Video Games Instead (DCU; gen) Hollywood (DCU; gen) Positive reinforcement (DCU; gen) Storge (DCU; Tim/Kon) The F-Word (DCU; gen) The Taking Down a Douche Job (Leverage; OT3) The DIY Family Job (Leverage; OT3) How about 5 times the Leverage team interacted with superheroes (Leverage/DCU; gen) Take a Bite of my Heart Tonight (Leverage; OT3) not entirely accurate (Leverage; OT3) mine own and not mine own (Shakespeare; Multi) laura barton's halfway house for wayward trauma survivors (MCU; Clint/Laura) Hunting Party (Avatar; gen) Oh Baby, Baby (TW; Stiles/Danny) You (do) know you want to call (me, don't you?) (DA:I; Dorian/Cullen) Suspicious Minds (DA:I; Iron Bull/Dorian)

Stars create gravity, and Uraraka wishes on herself. It was impossible to make her own shooting stars, but that inspiration sounded like a touch of divinity. Only the imaginings of a god with their versatility of powers could be capable of involving outer space. Uraraka...dreamed of that.

Felix is right about too many things too often for Wolfgang's peace of mind. That includes that he should maybe, just maybe, let Rajan know he wants to ride his dick.

In which the five members of OG struggle to deal with A/B/O related bullshit before TI8, and celebrate after their win. Lots and lots of platonic cuddling and comfort ensues.

Maria can’t recall the last time she slept.

Wei Wuxian is ready, waiting. The front and back doors of the Jingshi wait open, allowing the early summer breeze to pass through the house, bringing with it the scent of the flowers from the back garden. He has rope, crimson and smooth and well-worn, coiled in a neat pile. He has tea, perfectly brewed, the lightly flavored (nearly tasteless) kind that Lan Zhan likes, waiting in a pot with a warming talisman. There’s a comb, fine-toothed of carved white jade. There’s fruit, for later, perfectly ripe. There’s a small knife with a curved blade, still sharp as anything but stained with years of sap. There’s the garden, lovingly tended and fully in bloom in waves of pinks and purples and whites. There’s him, lounging against the frame of the back door, limbs sprawled about in the languid way that looks careless to an outsider but is actually carefully choreographed to put as much of himself on display as possible. He’s technically fully dressed, red inner robe and black outer, but the black outer robe is unbelted, half-hanging off one shoulder, and he’s decidedly not wearing trousers. His bare feet poke out the red folds, pale against the wood of the Jingshi deck. Or: Rope bondage as the deepest expression of affection.

Wen Ning has lived as a sentient fierce corpse for about four hundred years. Going back in time could have been an accident, but isn't.

Echo and Fives have never had a Jedi of their own, not in the way Bly has General Secura and Cody has General Kenobi. He understands a little better now their endless frustration at the objects of their affection.