Where Jisung doesn't know what to do with his life so Chenle builds him a pillow fort.

A normal day suddenly turns upside down for Cas, Sam, and Dean. Trouble always seems to find them even when they aren't looking for it.

"I get so fucking annoyed and irritated when Jungkook is in little space!!!" Because that means I can't be in little space, he wanted to add, but didn't.

The alpha pack is brutally murdering people in Beacon Hills, namely virgins. Stiles worries he might be next. Derek offers to help him out.

John Watson explains 'shipping' to Sherlock Holmes. Sherlock isn't too keen on the idea of it.

What will happen when Sherlock gets a toothache?

Stiles and Derek spend a rare and intimate moment in the old fashioned bath tub. (M/M don't like don't read)

[THIS IS A SAMPLE. READ THE FULL BOOK ON RADISH FICTION] ---- Wyatt Wilson has always been at the top of his grade. He's winning every quiz, debate, and academic Olympic under the sun. His teachers adore him, his mates envy him and everyone generally thinks his parents are genuinely proud of him. But that's not the Wilson household for you. Meet the Wilsons, a family of seemingly generational artists. Wyatt's parents aren't interested in grades and scholarships; they're interested in art contests, exhibitions and art style. Every Wilson can create art - except for Wyatt. As Wyatt struggles with being accepted at home, a new threat in form of a foreign exchange student threatens to take his place at the top of the class. Can Wyatt cope with losing the one thing that makes him relevant? - Cover by @EPrescott

This is not mine! This is by Elfpen from Fanfiction! summary: The facts are simple. One, Will is undoubtedly, inarguably, and quite entirely sick. Two, it's time for the Ranger Corps Gathering again, and Will isn't going to miss it for the world. So, can the Ranger apprentice somehow use his honed skills, wit, and natural charm to pull a raging case of the flu unnoticed past Halt? Well, Will seems to think so.

Derek receives a text from an unknown number. He expected the number to stop texting him after the mishap but it turns out the boy just doesn't stop. Stiles knows he should stop texting Derek but he feels like he can't. He feels compelled too. Soon it just becomes routine. Maybe the accidental texts are the best ones. X X AN: this is a sterek fanfic! :) (was on Tap but I deleted the app so it's all on here now)