Nico had two goals when he moved to Gotham #1- help new demigods get to Camp #2- don't meet the Waynes He didn't have anything against the family, how could he when he was only told about them the day before he moved, but he had heard about the serial adoption of black haired kids. He already had a strained relationship with his father, he didn't need a second one. -------- As Nico sat in the park with the random boys he befriended, he finally felt normal. They didn't know who his father was; hell, they thought his father was dead. He was quite literally the most free he had been since Italy and even then, it was under Mussolini at the time so that was a bit of a stretch. The calm seemed universal throughout the group until Tim's phone rang. "Oh shit, it's Bruce." Immediately all of them were on alert scanning the surrounding area while Tim talked on the phone, panic in his eyes. "He was on the other side of the park for a walk between meetings and saw a picture of us walking in the park online," Tim said as soon as he hung up. "Wait wait wait" Nico said as Jason looked like he was preparing to literally throw him into the tree. "Bruce as in Bruce Wayne? You're the Wayne's?! And why are you acting like he's gonna shoot me on sight?" "He's gonna shoot adoption papers at you." Damian mumbled, once again begrudgingly reviving a high five from Tim and Dick. Jason just rolled his eyes as he made his hands a step for Nico to get in the tree. "Yes we're the Wayne's. How do you know of us, but not have a clue what we look like?" Nico climbed onto the lowest branch that was a good six feet off the ground. "I was technically homeless until a few months ago and just got a phone last month, sue me for never seeing a picture," he said in a whisper yell before continuing to scale the tree. -------- Daily updates at 12:15am EST

Warning: contains feels and possible triggering subjects

Peter has been living in an orphanage for almost a year after his aunt died. He needs an escape. No one can know who he is even if he avengers are sent to investigate him on his patrols. How will he keep all this secret if the ones he's trying to keep it from end up at the orphanage? P.S. I like to think of Tom Holland being Peter, but it's ok if you think otherwise (COMPLETED!!)

This is my obligatory field trip fic, full with stony, spidypool and peter being the avengers child

Alpha- fearless leader stronger than any other shifter. Beta- second in command and faithful confident. Finding out that their mates proves to be less important than stopping a deadly pastime enemy emerging from the darkness to destroy their kind.

Harry is slipped a love potion by Ginny and finds his way to the Potion Professor of Hogwarts in order to get the antidote. Unfortunately, the love potion is new and the only way to reverse the effects is to have sex with someone else or the person who gave him the potion. What is Harry to do?

Book 1 I am the white wolf a legendary wolf. Their are not many white wolves they are rear and any alpha would want one as a mate because we are very beautiful and majestic. We are fierce yet very submissive but we are hard to tame. We put up a big fight when you want us as a mate. You must prove yourself to us. My name is Legend and this is my story of when a human boy tame me and became my mate.

Sam, John and Bobby all believe that Dean was killed at the age of 16 by a werewolf, but they're on a hunt when a golden wolf might prove them wrong. SEQUEL IS DOG FIGHT I OWN NOTHING

-The case was a disaster. The storm had come early, and they were stuck in the hotel. John didn't want to be in the room, not now. Not with Sherlock right there. Just within his reach. If he wanted, he could reach out, pull Sherlock close, hold him, kiss him, love him. But he wouldn't. John couldn't. Because Sherlock didn't have feeling for him. -Sherlock was tense. John was sitting across from him, his head leaning against the brunette wall, his eyes closed, his lips slightly parted. He was thinking, Sherlock knew that. He had studied John for so long, he knew everything. Yet, John was still foreign to him. Sherlock wanted to kiss John. Wanted to show John he cared. But he couldn't. Because John didn't have feelings for him.

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