Clint's got a secret love, and it's spelled b-a-n-j-o.

In hopes of convincing Voldemort supporters to change sides, Ron decides that he and Harry should pair off with Slytherins.

Modern-Day High School AU. It’s not until Hank realises half the class are glancing towards the back of the classroom with something like nerves and something like schadenfreude that he finds out Alex Summers is back.

Danny is not anybody’s gay yoda. He’d like to make that much clear. Go Big or Go home; The Fight, And Fate; I'm an Animal Too; I Wish I Was the Moon

Clint has OCD. They work with it. After all, this is the Avengers; everyone's got quirks

Things Stiles doesn’t like to deal with first thing: hot, moist dog breath on his face, a cuddly werewolf creepifying his perfectly normal morning wood with shades of bestiality, and his dad holding his service revolver against the skull of his bedmate, never mind the fact that his bedmate could possibly be a vicious unhinged rouge omega.

Dean didn't get there first. That's okay; hell, that's the way he wanted it. He never even cared—until he stumbled over some stupid freaking fanfic about him taking Sam's virginity. Now he can't get it out of his head. This fic takes place during season 6, post-06x12, "Like a Virgin," pre-06x20, "The Man Who Would Be King."

Kurt and Blaine discover the joys of sexting and phonesex in the week before they lose their virginities.

"Tony Stark sometimes doesn't make the best choices with his health. Tony is usually bad at communicating. Steve usually doesn't end up in medical, but there are always exceptions. "Phil Coulson is the one who has to write up this nonsense, and he can't keep the Avengers out of medical."

Deprived by circumstances of anything else to do, Arthur asks a great deal of questions. Eventually, Merlin answers.

A mysterious letter saves Scorpius' life. When Draco discovers who sent the warning, a most unusual partnership is born.

"Let's go with Banach-Tarski as your safeword," McKay says almost absently, lips tracing lazily along John's hairline, and John blinks. // "You want to go with a Euclidean geometric paradox for my safeword?" he asks, bemused.

Um, Daemons! at the Disco! Or something. In other words, an AU set within the general timeframe of Panic's Nothing Rhymes With Circus tour.

Apartment building AU! So, um, if you're familiar with my epic DT? This was kind of written like that, only at a much, much smaller scale. If you're unfamiliar, it just means that it's a whole bunch of scenes strung together by a whole bunch of characters. I pretty much throw you into the deep end and you have to swim out. Everyone is weird.

Real Forever If: Excerpt:The main thing he'd been thinking, that whole last week, was that when it was over, he'd finally be able to breathe again. He didn't know what else could've been making him feel so weird, the awful tightness in his chest every time he was in the same room with Cook, the way his stomach just kept clenching up and jumping. Spellbound: in which cook gets his own prince.

Pete accidentally "outs" himself and Patrick on Good Morning America. Only problem? They're not gay. What now?

The problem, Kris thinks, isn't the wolf's instinctual surrender; it's the human's complete capitulation.

The whole thing started when Yertel asked McKay, “If you have had trouble bearing fruit, there are many men in this camp who will be happy to help,” and Rodney said, “What? Oh, no, our fruit supplies are fine—actually, I’m allergic to citrus anyway so I’m bigger on you know, cake,” which turned out to be some sort of near-tacit admission of infertility on P6X-990.

"Most high school kids who got lewd, cryptic notes from their bosses would probably have said bosses sued for sexual harassment. Most high school kids don't have bosses like Jensen."

"You could introduce yourself. It's been a week. I've had dates put out faster than this."

Arthur has been his editor from the beginning. Eames says he won't work with anyone else, and what Arthur will never tell him is that he would cut anyone who tried.

SUCK IT, TJ OSHIE.

"Watching Stiles heal someone has always been a little uncomfortable for Derek, like he's seeing something intimate and private that shouldn't have an audience. That's nothing compared to how it feels." This is an AU in which Stiles has magical healing powers.

"You've got a hickey on the back of your neck!" A Neckz 'n Throats story.

“Chuck,” Becky said, slowly and carefully and very, very seriously. “I think someone is trying to communicate with us through the fanfic.”

"He's a collector," Neal said. // "Just don't get into trouble while we're gone," Nate said.

Steve is adapting well to the new millennium, and he has the dictionary to prove it.

Phil looked at Clint, lowering his weapon, devastation clear on his face for a fraction of a second. Devastation for what Clint had done, or devastation for what he’d suffered Clint wasn’t sure. He squared his shoulders regardless. “People like to say that blood smells like iron, but it doesn’t. Blood smells like blood, and sometimes there’s no way around it and no room to regret it.”

"Hierarchical triple systems comprise a close binary and a more distant component." - www.ncbi.nlm.nih.gov Darcy’s been cagey in regards to the whole 'bi' topic, because it’s complicated. Or, okay, people think it’s complicated, but it really isn't and she doesn't want to handle the barrage of inevitable questions. Especially not from Jane, who asks questions like it’s her job (which it kinda is) and might cotton on to the fact that Darcy thinks she’s hot. Like, 'Jodie Foster in Contact' hot, except without the interstellar daddy issues. (Later, Darcy will remember this thought and laugh and laugh. And maybe also want to cry.)

Gamzee goes to a party, runs into a good-looking senior, and finds himself in a mess. Fortunately this short, shouty guy gets him out of it and talks him through the hard stuff.

Stiles doesn't actually mean to become Beacon Hills High's go-to guy for free condoms and sex advice. It just happens.

Opening the Roads - He was a chuunin academy teacher, not a courtier trained in statecraft and diplomacy. Three Good Reasons - Dee and Ryo have serious discussions about serious things. Kind of.

"A series of awkward situations in which her friends discover Kel has been...intimate with someone. Being as nosy as they are, they then proceed to embarrass her on their quest to discover who has "conquered" the unconquerable lady knight."

Ah, Yuuri thinks as his skates touch down on the ice, and even as Yuuko watches him it’s the weight of Viktor’s eyes he feels on his shoulder blades, I’m not ready to let this go.

Ed loses his virginity, and then his inhibitions. Roy loses his mind.

Pepper Potts inherits a failing hockey team at 25. She builds her staff and team her way, screw what anyone else thinks. She wants a Stanley Cup.

When Bittle first showed up at a meeting with management, sitting next to Sara with wide, scared eyes, Jack didn't think he had a chance in hell. Sara hired new assistants all the time, most of whom barely made it through a season.

If you've been reading FFXV fic on ao3, then there's no way you haven't noticed the whole MT!Prompto thing. It's full of whump and angst and sometimes fluff, it's got world-building and canon divergence, and it makes me want to scream LOGIC at my screen pretty often. So I recorded it.

Alec Hardison had given a lot of thought to how he would die. Death by cop. Thrown into the darkest hole Guantanamo Bay possessed. Heart attack from a lifetime diet of hot pockets and orange-colored chemicals. He hadn't considered adding death by weather-inflicted man-eating-sharks to the list. (Or: Interspersed by media accounts of the incident, the tale of the Leverage team vs. Sharknado.)

When the Leverage team runs into a mark with a very distinctive ring, Eliot has a phone call to make. On the other side of the country, Magnus’s night just got Interesting, the headache-inducing way.

What starts out as a routine con for the Leverage crew takes a turn for the worse when Eliot, in a case of mistaken identity, is kidnapped by the BPO. To rescue him, Parker and Hardison will have to team up with a hacker named Nomi Marks and venture into a world stranger than anything they've ever imagined.

The thing about magic is that you can’t do it by yourself. No one person has enough magic in them to do even a minor casting – you need a coven. Parker knew that about magic, which was why she couldn’t trust it.