She had been called by many names, from Amonute to Rebecca, and she had as many secret names by which no man had ever called her. It's best that we speak of her as Pocahontas, the playful one.

Havoc's first encounter with the little Elrics. Havoc had been looking forward to meeting the Elric brothers, but he’d been looking forward to it while thinking he’d have the whole office as a buffer. He hadn’t thought he’d have them all to himself in a car for half an hour in traffic. He wasn’t sure how he felt about that. Overjoyed was not the word.

Alicia liked to pretend she had an Invisible Daddy.

"Caine's a good dog, yes he is."

“Do you…” the man trails off, frowning. “Do you dislike Prince Otabek?” he asks quietly. Yuri arches his eyebrows. “I’ve never met Prince Otabek,” he says truthfully. “But if he has to go to all this trouble to find someone to marry him, then logically, there must be something wrong with him.”

In which Tsuna doesn't understand what the rest of the world is watching him for.

Your name is John Egbert and you know you are not a homosexual. Apparently your friends were informed otherwise.

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.

Because you don't grow back three feet of hair in less than two months through non-magical means.

Hibari Kyouya travels in time and takes over the world.

Salazar Slytherin has made his decision. There's only one thing left to worry about.

“You’re not like any kind of demon I’ve heard of.” Law said. “I was expecting a lot more of a ‘fiery hellbeast’ look.” “Nah, those’re my brothers.”

Mina and Toru take Ochako out shopping, and Ochako discovers that stores exist with clothes actually meant to fit on girls with actual curves.

From the other end of the ship, panting as though he has run from the depths of his workshop, Usopp is the next to let out a scream: “Why is there a SHARK ON THE DECK!?”

“Would you believe that I’m a saber spirit?” the ghost asked. “Or maybe an ancestor?” “No,” Nie Mingjue said. He did not put down the exorcism talisman. The ghost sighed. “Well, it was worth a shot.” Before Nie Mingjue could do anything more, the ghost rushed at him – taken aback, Nie Mingjue flinched, and when he opened his eyes again the ghost was gone. He still pinned the talisman onto the swaddling wrapped around his baby brother, who was grumbling in sleepy dissatisfaction at having been nearly woken up. He wasn’t taking any chances with his brother’s health.

Izuku is de-aged and Dadzawa acts as if it's perfectly normal.

He has promises to keep--but the woods are lovely, dark and deep.

In a meeting room in Denerim's palace, two Wardens who used to be friends eat a meal together.

Kuina meets a spirit with green hair. Or, Very Lost Boy Found At The Shore.

Eight (short) Hanukkah fics featuring the Bats

“Sergeant, are you hurt, too? No? Are you sure?” A pause. “Fine, sit down and take his hand,” the medic orders. Every medic has his own strategies to care for his brothers. These are medic Boil's.

It was an exciting day for Luffy when he met a rather unusual looking fellow at the port.

The door slams closed again the second Fox clears the threshold. The street crowd has largely fallen back into its normal rhythm, everyone moved on from the disruption. Which just leaves Fox, and the kid. Great.

Cody doesn't write the mission briefs for his health, you know.

packing up camp for the morning, or, how to bother alistair

Morrigan isn't sure what to make of the newest companion.

It’s been a long time since Gojou Satoru last celebrated his birthday. Or, Gojou gets surprised by his cute students and has a revelation. Resting his arm on the table, Satoru props his chin up, watching the kids bickering between themselves. They’re filled with such innocence, despite being sorcerers, and maybe Ijichi is right— Satoru should let them enjoy their youth where they can. He’d never had that himself, as the target of assassins from the moment of his birth. “Oh, almost forgot!” Nobara says, grabbing a paper bag from the worktop and dropping it in front of Satoru. “We also got you this.” Satoru raises his eyebrow and grins. “You got me a paper bag? How wonderful!”

This is so not Hawks's day. Rumi is getting antsy with his stalling, frowning as the faint light that filters up to them puts a gleam in her eye. Hawks needs a plan fast, and one that will convince the League he's at least tried to play their side when they inevitably show up to see him and Rumi wrecking the absolute shit out of their pet monster. "Okay," Hawks says, "This is gonna sound real weird, but I need you to punch me in the face. It's for - " CRACK!