Draco became a doctor, he covered up his tattoo, he bought so many books he barely has a living space. He MOVED on. He hadn't seen Harry Potter in five years and yet, there he was sitting in his office with a proposition. The truth was, maybe he didnt want to move on from Harry Potter. Maybe he never knew he didn't have to. Until now. Drarry.

Stiles is hopeless in most cases. He's tall, lanky, irresponsible, a walking reference to pop culture and he may or may not of hacked into too many government websites to count. Derek is also pretty hopeless, but in the opposite way. When they are forced to join forces for the *sighs* greater good, things get turned upside down in the most serious of ways. Sterek.

Sometimes an event comes along and it starts something. Some time it just happens and your off on an adventure. When you're being threatened by a man with a gun it kind of helps if you have a plan to just walk away. Normal AU.

"That's a kid" Steve stated as they stared, his hands hanging limply by his sides, his features slack with shock. "It is" Tony confirmed, nodding as he did. Neither man's eyes strayed from the small clump of blankets that was the child. "Tony" Steve said slowly. "Why is there a child in your bed?" "Well, that's the million dollar question now, isn't it Capsicle?"

Eren had never met anyone so valiantly against actual human interaction. Levi brought antisocial to a level beyond anything he had ever seen before, and yet he had so many people he cared for. Eren was stressed and tired of everyone. So he took shelter in the apartment of the man who called himself Levi. Sometimes all either of them needed was some silence and some blind insults.

Somewhere amongst the strange Latin fellow with the children hanging off him, the sponantious and constant bouts of tea and the failed assassination attempts Arthur and Alfred are thrown into each others lives. Together they are yet again thrown into something far more interesting that expected. But, what is that feeling? That beautiful flower? That tedious little ear worm?

Quietly I take his hand, I am too tired and stressed to care. "I love you" I say to air as I close my eyes. "Love you too, Sviss"

Just a sad little idea, a whim really, I wrote by accident. I really hope you enjoy it. Brief warning of caution: you may or may not be reduced to tears, but still I hope you will take the time to read this.

Everything is always just so screwed up, but when Ludwig brings the penniless Italian artist with beautiful eyes into his home he can't tell whether it gets worse or not. His life is thrown into a massive cascading fall of strange emotions and the need to take care of a young man calling himself Feliciano Vargus.

Kindness is a strange and comforting entity and it is often left in forests for various people to pick up. Kindness is also what most people need, but it isn't usually what you get from wolves.