The summer before Harry's Sixth Year, Voldemort is gaining power and begining his assault on the Wizarding world. Dumbledore revives an almost extinct practice of Apprenticeship at Hogwarts, which Harry becomes part of. Harry and the other Apprentices are sucked into a mire of politics, betrayals, and power struggles, with echoes of the past reaching out and complicating things further. WIP
He called Brian with a grin playing at his lips. “Since Bob and I have to go as the single ones can we match just because so we aren't left out of the group thing if everyone kinda matches?”
He'd never paid much attention to the plant lore and magics requiring plants, but that plant had been drilled into his head by everyone.
A bad night turns into a very strange day for Shannon, and sets him on a path to a world he didn't know existed, and into the bed of a Wizard.
kynxpirations anonymeme prompt Shannon/Tim Voyeur Tomo
Quote: "Because for me it`s always been you. Always. And I`ve tried to fight it, I`ve tried to deny it but I can`t. You're undeniable."
This morning I accidentally walked in on my brother and his boyfriend having sex. Thirty three times.
So not how Tim had planned to spend his three days off in Athens. Really absolutely NOT ho he planned on that.
Jared was raised as a girl.
Jared centeric-if you see Cupid, bitchslap that little motherfucker for me, will ya
The further from the ice, from waking up sixty-seven years in the future he gets, the stronger the cold black burn of drowning in the Antarctic waters preys on his mind.
In 2016, Xander Harris dies stopping an apocalypse. He’s the Zeppo, so of course, the afterlife takes a left turn. But at least he found something he could do.
plotless pointless, not quite full blown first time smut, Renly centric character bit
She has no care of the Iron Throne--yet, and then only who sits on it, leave her be. She is going to reclaim her home, the place she once despaired of, dreaming of the sun and songs of the south. She was a Stark of Winterfell, there had always been a Stark at Winterfell, tales Old Nan told if the Starks lost Winterfell for good, the winter would win. Her mother scoffed at the tales, Sansa had as well, but whispers are on the cold wind. Winter is Coming. She was going to see the Spring.
