Cas, being the innocent angel he is, is a virgin. Dean can't let Cas live another day without at least hearing what the experience of making love is so he decides to describe it to him. • based on a post from the ig page @eat_sleep_breathe_destiel

He was left broken, with no hope of ever putting himself together, until she entered his life. He never thought that life could be so rich and that she could make him feel the way she does. This is a love story about two people who were drawn together to fix each other, in ways that they never even knew they were broken. This is a Draco Hermione love story. This is now a completed story. I thank my readers for continuing until the very end, and hopefully you'll follow on to the sequel (as soon as I begin writing it!)

You are Boba Fett's granddaughter and like your father and grandfather, you carry on the Fett tradition as the Galaxy's Finest Bounty Hunter. You planned on living a isolated life. Nobody to live for, and nobody to die for. Just you. That is until you took the one job offer that would flip your world upside down. You killed Snoke. Since your alligance lies anywhere but the First Order, Kylo Ren is itching to have you in his posession so he can make you pay for killing his master and hundreds of First Order troops. He won't stop until he has you.

Book I - The First Order has risen from the ashes of The Empire and with it a new ruler.. Supreme leader Snoke. The war once again resumes between the light and dark but Snoke has the upper hand with his very first apprentice at his side. She's powerful with the force and merciless to her enemies. So how will she react when Kylo Ren finally joins the dark side? Will she find him as a threat? Or will she finally find peace in a war ridden galaxy? Set before the the events of Episode 7 (The Force Awakens) Warning: Contains mentions of violence, torture, and blood ∼ ≫ ∼ ≫ ∼ ≫ ∼ Snoke slowly responds. "Rise, Ren." Kylo returns to his towering height, allowing Snoke to continue. "This is my apprentice, the commander of this ship. (Y/n) (l/n)." Kylo cocks his head slightly to the left to look at you, uncomfortable with the attention you fold your arms across your chest. "She will be continuing your training tomorrow, up until I return. You have much to learn in the ways of the dark side, so there will be no time to waste." He looks back up to Snoke and nods his head forward. "Yes master, as you wish."

Kylo Ren was a monster. A murderer, a beast... This you were sure of. In a life where you had woken up on the cold floor of a First Order ship with no memory apart from your name... Being sure of something was rare. You were thrust into work for the First Order as a cleaner. An honour, you had been told, to help the mighty Order. However, after being ripped from a life you couldn't remember, you didn't see this job as an honour at all. Even in your daily duties, you had heard of Commander Ren's power. You cleaned up the mess after his temper tantrums, and you sure as Hoth never wanted to cross his path. Until you did. Your ability held worth to the First Order, and Ren had recognised this before even you had. Taken under his wing, he begins to teach you. But while Kylo tries to push you closer towards the Dark, how could he have known you would be the one to ignite his Light? Kylo Ren x Reader Fanfiction Star Wars

(Johnlock) (Mpreg) "One more miracle, Sherlock, for me. Don't be dead." John Watson has been mourning the loss of his best friend for two years. But when he goes to the cemetery on the anniversary of his death, he finds someone he wasn't expecting - the supposedly-dead Sherlock Holmes. John and Sherlock slowly begin to settle back into life together, but between the new dangers they face at every turn, the feelings they finally admit, and a new arrival on the way, John is worried that Sherlock will disappear again - something he can't handle. But Sherlock assures John that he will always love him - until the moon dies out.

Weeks passed, almost months, as Sherlock just arrived back home from a long and overdue trip over seas as he and John 'celebrated' his coming home. Soon after those couple of weeks, John starts feeling nauseous and can't stop throwing up. He shakes it off being a stomach bug or the flu. But time passes as Sherlock forces his husband to go the hospital for his condition of nonstop nausea and to find something strange that even baffled the army doctor. A year passed as their son, Hamish, was born as Sherlock and John get caught in a whirlwind of trouble and thoughts of another baby. Will both of them be able to hold on for long? And even then, what will become of John? ~Story will contain~ •Fluff •mpreg (male pregnancy) •Graphic birth •Sexual content ...Reader Discretion Advised... All rights go to Moffat and Gatiss, I do not own any of this! All rights also got to the person who made the artwork I used for the cover!

John and Sherlock are finding new and creative ways to keep themselves entertained, and this leads to the discovery of new feelings. Will this unexpected development send them sliding backwards? Or will they be able to work through it and turn it into a whole new experience?

John's never seen a kid like him. He has this beautiful, crazy grace - withheld behind a smug smile and wisecracks that make John frustrated in so many different kinds of ways. And his eyes; crystal clear, decisive, cleaning through the unimportant things to find the valuables in life. He may or may not have a thing for smoking and James Bond, his favorite ice cream is mint with a chocolate swirl, and he is absolutely addicted to Pop Rocks and toffee. He enjoys pretty boys and warehouses, where he can hoard and think and be alone. Also, bumper cars, and John Watson. But Sherlock Holmes's thing, his niche, his calling in life... is to steal. Books. Wallets. Phones. Cars. Everything you've ever wanted, he's had. Everything you've ever wished for, he's stolen. Everything you are, everything you told yourself that you weren't, he owns, and he plays you like an out-of-tune violin. Does that mean that John's going to let him steal his heart? Not a shot in hell.