So you realize that love isn't complicated after all. / Or, the progressing relationship of Maya and Lucas told through the perspective of Cory Matthews.

The kitchen is their place; it's where they grow up together, where they fight occasionally and where they inevitably fall back together. It's where they first grudgingly become friends, and where they learn each other, and where they share a lifetime of words and memories and touches. / (Childhood friends AU, set in different kitchens.) / Written for the Stydia big bang.

Newt and Tina attend a wedding. It's not the one you think.

There's more to life than love, she thinks.

It was in times like these, Lydia thought as they drove away, that no time turned into months, and months turned to an indefinite number that stretched deadlines even farther away. / High school is over, and summer is starting; so are Stiles and Lydia. / Prompt for stydia-fanfiction on tumblr

'Adrien will meet Marinette at her locker every morning. A kiss isn't always necessary, but it makes for good effect.' / When a confrontation with Chloé spirals out of Marinette's hands, she does the only thing she can to resolve the situation—kiss Adrien Agreste. Wait, what?

It starts of when Marinette kisses Adrien on a dare and runs off but it really spirals out of control when Chat Noir takes revenge with his own kiss and dash. Do all people kiss the same way? Adrienette/Marichat/Ladynoir/Ladrien.

On his first day of kindergarten, he catches her playing in the dirt with a little boy in glasses, and he thinks that she's the most beautiful girl he's ever seen. / or the cliche childhood au of two dumb kids falling in love before they even realize it

She opens her eyes, and he's there.

"Maybe all relationships are collisions; you move on but you always carry the pieces with you, like splinters of glass." / Peter and Lara Jean make one last list. Oneshot.

Of hot cocoa, cherry popsicles, Skype calls in the middle of the night and the bright, bright lights of the city/or rather, growing up and watching your life unfold under the skyline in a series of long cab rides and dark subway cars, your eyes glassy and dark and cloudy, finding yourself and falling in love. LucasMaya. Oneshot.

There's a big different between pretty and beautiful. Riley made him look twice; Maya made him do a double-take. Riley muses. Mostly one-sided Rucas and implied Lucaya

Maya tells Josh that she is 'in it for the long game'. She just doesn't realize that someone else is also playing. A decade long look at Maya Hart's life. Starts of Joshaya but turns into full blown Lucaya.

He finds the devil in a bar wearing six inch heels and dark lipstick. — Josh/Maya/Lucas

Two strangers and a rooftop on New Years Eve. Cheers to new beginnings. — Maya/Lucas, au.

Growing up and losing your mind went hand in hand. — Maya/Lucas

And now he's sitting in the passenger seat of a stolen van with Florida's most notorious thief in his lap, and he has to admit, it doesn't suck. AU. AustinAlly.

Good girls are bad girls that haven't been caught. AU. AustinAlly.

She feels it each night, the strange rhythm his fingers tap out against her skin — the tap, tap on her hip, on her breast, against the small of her back. One night, she decides to ask about it. Leo/Calypso. Futurefic.

She should've known that studying with Stiles would get her into trouble.

"There's something you have to realise about a boy who buys you sweets that taste like torture, fights a branch duel for your honour, or lets you dribble on his jumper: a boy like that should never be ignored."

A backwards love story. Percy/Annabeth.