After meeting Shoyo, Kenma hasn't been able to get him out of his mind. This bothers Kenma a lot. Being so distracted by someone else annoys him so much he can't handle it. All he can think about is when will be the next time he'll be able to meet with him. And finally, the opportunity he's been waiting for arrives, way sooner than he expected. Soon, it will be the summer training camp and Shoyo's team is joining them on it for the first time. He'll be able to spend a full week with Shoyo, it will be the longest they time they'll spend together since their meeting. For the first time in his life, Kenma is actually looking forward to this hellish camp that does nothing but exhaust him, because Shoyo will be there this time. He gets to spend time with him. Or so he thought but doing this will prove to be a much difficult task that he could have ever imagined. Kenma just wants to be able to spend some alone time with Shoyo, but he is too hype with this camp to be thinking about anything else but playing against all the strong opponents that have gathered here. Kenma is desperately looking for an opportunity to get a moment with Shoyo. Everyone else just keeps getting in the way and they're stealing him away from Kenma. Kenma is so irritated and annoyed. Why is it so difficult to be alone for a little bit with him?

On the eve of his seventeenth birthday Harry misreads an ancient spell that hurdles him through time and space where he becomes friends with none other than Tom Riddle. (boyXboy)

Hinata visits Toyko with his team to do two practice matches. He's excited because he gets to hangout with Kenma! It's only a week, but a lot can happen in a week.

"They keep their eyes on the body. They jerked back when it moved again. A small and pale hand went to the blade, and it was retired from the open wound, blood rushing out of the cut; they stayed still as it whined again, a curse parting from his lips. He sat slowly, head hanging forward, face covered by the long locks of black hair dripping the black substance on the floor. The only sound was the drops of black ooze on the marble floor. They walk away from the grumbling body, until one bumps into a table, the wooden object making a harsh racket against the floor. Hadrian's face turns to them, green eyes shining in the gloomy room like lanterns." or Harry kills himself and instead of doing bye-bye, Death throws him back to the past because he is bored. or Harry, now Hadrian, is a sweet murdery child and Tom Riddle is a simp

"He deserves effortless, pure love," William utters quietly. It seems even the rain has subsided in order to listen to his whispered confession. "But I cannot shroud his world in light, when mine is so thoroughly shrouded in darkness. My candle's flame died long ago and the matches are soaked, drenched in the blood I have spilled. I cannot dare to love him, not with this tainted heart, for I am afraid of extinguishing his flame as well." * William wakes up after the fall, feeling lost when faced with this new-found freedom. Sherlock confronts his feelings after running from them for so long.

"Go." She said, not quite yelling but suddenly intense as she herded Harry back, away from the pillar and towards the tracks. "Go now, boy, or you'll miss your train!" He looked behind his shoulder, there was a train....he hadn't heard it approach. The doors were open and waiting, and for no good reason at all, he stepped inside. The strange little woman didn't follow him on, she simply stood there watching him. that same incomprehensible smile on her face. "Which path will you choose?" She asked again, just before the doors closed, replacing his view of her with his own, pale reflection. !Disclaimer! All Characters are owned by J.K Rowling This story isn't mine and belongs to orphan_account on AO3 Story link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/18364346/chapters/43483331

Peter was falling. Not literally of course, as its kinda hard to fall when you've been strapped to a table for an indeterminable amount of time, writhing in agony. But it sure felt like he was falling. Down, down, down and right out of his mind. But the worst part is, he doesn't even think he minds anymore (at least it might make everything stop). Or, Peter gets bit by a Spider, Norman finds out immediately, and our favorite web-slinger's backstory takes a few wrong turns and Peter loses his mind.

Peter's been Spider- Man for his whole adult life, he's more often Spider-Man then he gets to be Peter Parker. His love life has paid the price, and he is fine with that. Really it's fine, he's not bitter he swears. Besides, who in their right mind has time for relationships anyways, what with working on his second PhD, the stark internship, and super heroing his ass off, by the time he has free time he's landed face first in a pillow. After he hangs out with Deadpool of course- he's part of that busy schedule too, their dinner's and patrols together or after hours video games and movies leave even less time for 'dating'. Or. 5 time Peter didn't take Wade's flirting seriously and the 1 time he had to.

[PLEASE READ DESCRIPTION!] "Anyway, you're staying here tonight. No arguments. You need rest, and I need a binge-watching partner." "I really should-" "Nope!" Wade cuts him off, wagging a finger. "You're staying, Spidey. Doctor's orders. And by doctor, I mean me, because I'm awesome." -- •Spidey and Deadpool get closer and closer on every mission...will their identities interfere with the close bond they're forming with each other? -DISCLAIMER: This spideypool isn't based off MCU, it's based off comics. This means deadpool is in his 30s (in this story 30) and spider-man is older than 20!!! (I made him 24 here) •English isn't my first language so I apologize in advance for any mistake! enjoy 💕

is a collection of unapologetically explicit, emotionally raw, and utterly addictive one-shots exploring the explosive dynamic between Dr. Gregory House and Dr. James Wilson. From angry hookups to soft confessions, public tension to private indulgence, each standalone chapter dives headfirst into the chaos, lust, and tangled love that simmers just beneath the surface of their friendship. No warnings, no apologies - just unfiltered Hilson heat. Whether it's House finally admitting what Wilson means to him (with his hands, mouth, or otherwise), or Wilson proving just how much he can handle, this book delivers the mess, the smut, and the heart - one steamy scene at a time.