sorrow found me when I was young; sorrow waited, sorrow won
19 named victors in the Hunger Games trilogy, and not a one escaped unscathed.

The revelation that Aziraphale might have been in love with him for thousands of years is surprising. The fact that literal books have been written on the subject comes as even more of a shock.

Ned and Chuck were grateful for the endless number of ways to be intimate without having sex. That being said, they were also big fans of their ever-expanding list of ways to have sex without touching.

Upon their return to Eryn Lasgalen and Erebor respectively, Legolas and Gimli each have a new adornment. Their fathers would like an explanation.



(They're not going to like it.)

Keith and Lance wake up married. In the future.

When Leonard and Barry discover that they're Soulmates, they struggle with the many, many issues this causes. It might be easier without the collective difficulties of the Rogues, a meta-gorilla, and the military, but life has never been simple for either of them.

I can't help but love a fic that so totally flips the typical script in LotR fics that deal with characters aging. As the author says in the comments: "Heh, yeah, I've seen those sorts of stories told, with sadness and acceptance and a sense of foreboding. I wanted to go a different route - try to make the reader think 'UH OH IS THIS GONNA BE A SAD!MORTALITY STORY' and then... Legolas is all, NOPE HE'S TWICE AS HOT NOW, wham, smut, heheheheheheh. :DDD"

Yvette, Vaughn, and Rhys hatch a scheme to use Rhys' sexual wiles to gain more influence in the company. Plans shift though when Rhys start feeling more attachment then expected.

General O'Neill is sent on a nice relaxing dipolmatic mission in the U.K. Of course there's bound to be trouble when he runs into a murderous cult called the Death Eaters, who've some how gotten their hands on alien technology

In a sideways universe where Vulcan and Earth became enemies instead of allies, Nyota shares love through dead languages and hopeless plans. Scotty takes her as she is.

The Hogwarts AU in which Newt is a wizard, Hermann is a Muggle, and somehow they manage to save the world and love each other anyway.

Creating a safe bond between humans in the Drift is hard enough. No matter how great the need, some paths aren't meant to be taken.

In which Hermann is something less than human, and Newton finds he doesn't mind at all.

Dad had been right, to a degree. An omega could make a place for theirself in the world without any alpha at all. But alphas ruled the world and had all the nice things, so soon enough Hannibal had found uses for them, if only as stepping stones to get what he wanted.

This story is a study in monster-hunting and risk-taking, professional and otherwise.

why things burn (daphne gottlieb)

My fire-eating career came to an end
when I could no longer tell
when to spit and when

to swallow.
Last night in Amsterdam,
1,000 tulips burned to death.

I have an alibi. When I walked by
your garden, your hand
grenades were in bloom.

You caught me playing
loves me, loves me
not, metal pins between my teeth.

I forget the difference
between seduction
and arson,

He likes the pain. There’s no point in denying it. The needle touches his skin and he likes the way it feels, the scratch and burn of it - he even likes the humming noise of the Stigma Rotary. Six hours later, Trespasser is staring at him from his left thigh.

Drs. Geiszler and Gottlieb deal with the complexities of the post-drift psychological state in a fine-ass, mature blaze of physics puns, banter, poorly prepared meals, questionable wardrobe choices, and science. A story of cognitive dissonance and emotional devotion.

René teaches French at a private school in a small, well-to-do American town. One day, an Australian man named Mundy rolls into his life on a motorcycle and generally annoys the hell out of him.

If Lennox thought that was the strangest his life could get, well, the universe and the United States government just loved to prove him wrong.

I really wanted to do a comprehensive backstory for Charles, so I did it. Lots of flashbacks, retellings, and mental health issues.

|| Charles is mentally fucked up. He has known this for years, but now it's starting to be a problem.

Sequels: To Live and Die in Los Angeles http://capslokdethklok.livejournal.com/1533548.html

The King in Metal http://capslokdethklok.livejournal.com/1595038.html

"Sleep if you are weary," Spock's voice said in a gentle whisper. "The stars will still be here when you wake."

"You sure?" Jim asked. He swayed on his feet before being guided to sit on the floor by a firm hand on his arm.

"You have my promise," was the last thing Jim heard before his eyes shut.

Modern AU Cosette is a little off the wall with bright pink dip dyed hair and tattoos and bunch of ear and maybe a Monroe piercing, and everyone assume's she's going to be all rough and tumble but she's actual just a complete and utter sweetie.

The reason SAS Captain Arthur Pendragon can't keep a communications specialist in Team Excalibur because none of them are good enough. And then Lieutenant Merlin Emrys gets assigned to his squad, and Arthur does everything he can to prove that Merlin isn't good enough, either. Except he is.

She is not the Slayer and he is not the Slayer’s Watcher, but their roles are almost as old as human civilisation and they fall into them without even truly having to try. She kills twenty or thirty vamps a night, and he stands at her shoulder, twisting cheesewire between his fingers that he’s cursed with a spell five centuries old, a stake in his belt and blood between his teeth.

Joan Watson is a Slayer, and Sherlock Holmes is her Watcher.

The battle was over, and Thorin Oakenshield awoke, naked and shivering, in the Halls of his Ancestors.

The novelty of being dead fades quickly, and watching over his companions soon fills him with grief and guilt. Oddly, a faint flicker of hope arises in the form of his youngest kinsman, a Dwarf of Durin's line with bright red hair.

(Follows the story of the War of the Ring).

When Professor Charles F Xavier accepted a visiting professor position in Arizona, he did so in order to be geographically closer to his sister. What he did not expect to find was the living, breathing specter of the sportbike gang-oriented past he’d been trying to put to rest.

A tale of sport bikes, consequences, and sacrifice.

||I adore Angel and the motorcycle gang she is in. The notes are jam packed with interesting little tidbits. Turns out a magneto is a physical object. Erik and Charles' back story is tantalizing revealed bit by bit.

Eames orders a mail order bride and gets Arthur.

"I'm pretty sure I specified a woman on the contract," Eames mused.

"I'm pretty sure you were so drunk that you misspelled your own name and indicated you were born in 1733," Arthur said. "But, lucky for us, Hotty Brides 4 U and its subsidiaries aren't too picky about those details."

alt: http://archiveofourown.org/works/122781

Be sure to check out the amazing fanart.

Phil is Mr. Coulson, beloved children's entertainer and purveyor of quality television for humans. Clint is the new cameraman, and this is the tale of their love. And of Steve and Bucky's, and other people's as they appear. Coulson is afraid he's too boring and Clint that he's not classy enough. They are both wrong.

|| I love everyone in this fic. I want each character to get their own little story.

The remaining members of the Company hold a wake after the Battle of Five Armies.
Dwarven mourning rituals are painful.

Nori is an excellent thief with a complicated family, Dwalin is an excellent guardsman with complicated feelings about a certain thief, a lot of UST and some smut happens, and then they both join a suicide quest to reclaim a mountain from a dragon and things get even more complicated and smutty.
Someday, they might actually be forced to come to terms with the fact that they don't hate each other.

August Challenge: Tattoo

Summary: Jake discovers things about the residents of DS9 that he never knew.

AU fic - Arthur is in his final year of high school and finds himself entirely too interested in the new English teacher.

Sherlock is miserable at communication, John is terrible at saying no, and they both fail spectacularly at negotiation.

In the middle of this all, John tries to come to terms with his need to be bound and dominated, while Sherlock comes up with new, slightly disturbing, mildly scientific, and often misguided ways to test John's limits.

Nothing ever goes as planned...

There's a job in Antarctica, during which Ariadne slowly ropes Arthur into being her point man and Eames and Arthur make literary references.

||Great team fic. Arthur has a fun bromance with Ariadne, issues to work out with Cobb, and snarky ust with Eames.

Bonus points for a well constructed mission and death by calculator.

She sees the code and doubts having written it. It's science fiction made reality. She, Antonia Stark, has taken the fiction out of science.

She knows one thing with absolute certainty: this can't fall into the hands of the military. It can't fall into anyone's hands. This isn't a computer program. It's an Artificial Intelligence. Toni has created a sentient being, capable of independent thought. A new life form. And she's done it from scratch.

She's fucking God.

Her hands tremble a bit as she waits for the code to compile a final time.

JARVIS, it turn out, is. . . . He is. . . . There are no words to describe JARVIS. He surpasses every single one of Toni's expectations. He's her magnum opus.

He's more.

'Your children are not your children,' she reminds herself. She's not going to repeat her parents' mistakes.

|| Jarvis has little to do with this fic, I just really loved this section.

Arthur Pendragon is as popular and successful as a sixth former can be. He hasn’t quite figured out his future yet, but it’s going to be brilliant, he’s certain. At least until some daring stranger on a cool motorcycle topples his world upside down on the first day of school. Modern magical AU.

In the land of the blind, the one-eyed man is king.

AU were people born with all senses are extremely rare.

Natasha and Clint marry just as stealthily as they do everything else.

The team bond during a power outage.

The image of someone reading by the glow of Tony's arc reactor is so much fun to picture.

Twenty plus years, three weddings, some funerals, elephants, rats, a wet cat, a very lumpy cake and criminals. Or, John Watson, a life well-lived.

alt: http://archiveofourown.org/works/383095

After contracting an Asgardian virus, Tony starts forgetting things. And people. And Steve.

I love the scale of this fic. The depth given to the world and to the characters, especially Tony.

Serial killer au.

Eames is an agent trying to catch the serial killer, Le Papillon. They play mind games with each other that have me flailing with excitement.

"So what's this? Some sort of New Age-y management training in which you have to rotate through each position in the Outfit? Today is prostitution and tomorrow what? Drug dealing? Torture? Collecting protection rackets?" I was furious and nervous and somehow hurt, too, and covering it all up with even more fury.

A is for Arthur. A is for first kiss.

Chav Universe