While working a psychology internship, Myde is given the challenge of analyzing Ienzo, a mysterious patient who spends his days writing on the walls of his hospital room. But when the story of 'Zexion' and 'Demyx' starts to sound familiar...

Definition: Sneaky Troublemakers Often Like Leaving. Travis & Connor Stoll are grounded. What's their mission? ESCAPE. Too bad they aren't really good at that. Rated T for language.

There exists a disease in which a child is born with only half a functioning heart. The right side may work on its own for a time, but a heart cannot beat without its other half. But with care the other side of the heart can be guided toward life.

senior, sophomore, boyfriend, girlfriend, friend-with-benefits, gay, straight, victim, bully, musician, athlete. it's not about what you are, it's about who you are. various pairings, slash, warnings for language and maybe more.

The thing about Axel was that he was a survivor. The thing about Roxas was that he was, well, not. This is all fine and good, when you're not in the middle of a zombie apocalypse. semi-one-shot, rated for excessive use of a word that rhymes with duck.

"I left the hunt." Her words still take me by surprise. I feel myself shake as her eyes peer right into my soul. "Don't make me regret it." She whispers into my ear. Her breath feels cold against my neck, and I shiver. Damn. She plays me so well.

One-shot song fanfic inspired by Lady Antebellum's song Just a Kiss. Spoilers from 3x20 up to finale.

POST-FINALE STORY. Peter and Olivia meet one last time in a familiar place.

The first time Seifer tried to kill himself, he was thirteen. Hayner, stupid, infuriating, nosy little brat, always, always manages to stop him. One-shot. rated cause it's about suicide?

They have a routine. Every day Axel asks Roxas what he's writing, and every day Roxas avoids telling him. Until the day he doesn't. Silly little mini-one-shot/song-fic.

It's just a song on the radio. And then the song turns into a voice, and the voice turns into a person, and Axel doesn't even know what hits him. Companion piece to AM Static, as told from Axel's POV. One-shot.

Of course there's going to be an unexpected snowstorm on Christmas Eve, and of course Axel's going to get stuck at work. Good thing he's stuck with the cutest customer his book store's ever had. Akuroku fluff for the holidays.

I've been through Tartarus to get where I am now, literally & figuratively, and I've NEVER regretted my decision to become a Hunter. But something's been bugging me recently, something I THINK has to do with that weird Hermes kid.

Demyx' is all about graduating without ever stepping foot inside the band room, but that's out the window faster than you can say "HUT" when he sees that gray-haired drummer. It may be social suicide, but it's also the boy of his dreams. Zemyx/Akuroku.

Somebody is setting the skeleton warriors on Camp Half-Blood, and something bad's gonna happen if Nico doesn't fix it. Especially since half the camp thinks he's responsible. Nico/OC.

"He would be her only exception for almost anything." A song-fic for Thalia and Nico. One-shot.

Getting the summer internship as a talk show host on W104 was Roxas' dream come true. His new favorite caller is just an added bonus. Akuroku for Akuroku Day. Two-shot. extra cheesy.

Percy's dying and Nico hates that he could feel it. A story of a love one's slow death, and how fighting monsters all year round could be a lot easier than accepting it. Emo-ness hard-core fashion thalico please review. :

Demyx wants the quiet, mysterious drummer boy, and Axel wants his emopunkboyband-obsessed best friend. How to kill two birds with one stone? Start a band. Companion one-shot to Alive With the Glory of Love. Zemyx.

Roxas had no idea that his best friend sounded like a god with a microphone pressed against his lips. Emopunkrock!Roxas. Prettyboyfrontman!Axel. Angsty, drunken, extra cheese. Akuroku one-shot. Rated for potty mouthiness.

Sora had never meant for this to happen. Akuroku from Sora's POV. Drabble one-shot.

AkuRoku next life one-shot to Your Guardian Angel by The Red Jumpsuit Apparatus. Roxas doesn't remember yet, but those eyes won't let him forget.

Night was falling fast but neither made a move to head inside. James was sitting back against the trunk of the tree while Lily sat between his legs, her head in the crook of his neck. Neither spoke, they never wanted the moment to end. R&R.