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My ability only serves to make relationships hard. You might think that it would make things easier, at least for myself. But that is certainly not the case. The temptation to use it is so strong at times. If I could just read what he was thinking, or even implant a thought into his head, I could solve the most blazing rows with a touch. ( Read more... )

Title: Teeth
Rating: PG
Spoilers: None
Word Count: 2124
Summary: Kurt's always been shy of his teeth, hesitant to show them when he sings or smiles. But when one gets damaged, he can't help but wish he hadn't hidden them before; and Blaine reminds him that he never needed to.
Notes: Do not read if you're squicked by teeth, blood or the loss of the teeth ( Read more... )

 Truth be told, the Startleet Uniform jumpers are ridiculously tight. ( Read more... )

Name: Medical Firsts
Writer: copycatgirl 
Rating: PG-13
Fandom: Sherlock Holmes (2009)
Pairing(s): Holmes/Watson, Holmes/Adler
Warning(s): Male/male romance, mpreg and sexual implications.
Disclaimer: These characters do not belong to me. No copyright infringement or offence is intended by this story.

Written for the sherlockkink meme!

Medical Firsts

It's certainly ( Read more... )

Sequel to To The Bone ( Warning for slash and eating disorders. )

To The Bone A Merlin/Arthur Fanfic [PG-13]

( warning: contains slash and eating disorders. click to read. )

Co-written by
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In the genes, part 1/?   
    Something was not the way it ought to be for Gene Hunt. Sam could tell that much from the way his DCI had burst into the room, seized Annie by the shoulders and physically lifted her to the left to get her out of his path; knocked Chris' carefully organised file out of the DC's hands, as he tried to pass it to him; ( Read more... )

I'll be updated soon- I only have two exams left! I'm sorry I've neglected you, my lovelies. Here's a little preview of the next chapter!

Learning Curve PREVIEW

Barbara Brand rifled through the black sports bag, seizing a pair of skinny jeans and holding them up, waiting for the excuse. Russell shrugged.

"I've gotta have something to wear when ( Read more... )

Night One here

At first we’ll be like skaters
testing the thickness of ice
(with each meeting
we’ll skate nearer the centre of the lake)

I smile at him encouragingly, step forward and give his shoulder a squeeze. He looks like a rabbit in the headlights.

"My name's Ianto Jones." I say softly, "Who are you?"

Two years later

Night Two

The sky rumbles with ( Read more... )