Matt squinted at Mello while he locked the door. 'We could be friends with benefits.' he suggested. 'I've considered it.'

"Mello's eyes wandered to the redheaded boy sitting two rows in front of him. The long, slender fingers of Matt's left hand gripped on the pen, and he was tapping his thigh with his right hand. His feet in black sneakers moved restlessly under his chair. Matt's hair fell to his neck, to his ears on a way that made Mello feel weird in his belly - hot, billowy and empty."

"Bloody fuck, Sherlock," John stated, huffing out a shocked laugh, "You're making it sound like you're going to murder me,". Sherlock hummed. "Take you apart, surely. But harm you? Definitely out of the question." Post-Reichenbach. Sherlock is losing his mind without John. His brain supplies an alternative. It's not the real thing, but then, Sherlock's not sure what's real now.

Sometimes, when Sam can't sleep, he googles Stockholm Syndrome and wonders if it's that or whether Lucifer was just right, that they're two halves of a whole, made for each other, only complete when they're together.

Dean's been breaking. Sam broke a long time ago. COMPLETE. Warning: this is not a nice fic. Please read the warnings inside.

**SPOILERS** Season 8 Episode 23 (No spoilers are actually *mentioned* but they are part of the background. Most notably the trials.) Summary: Sometimes Crowley gets overwhelmed with self-doubts and feels the need to be hurt. He understands that asking Sam to punish him hurts Sam. He doesn't want to ask for Sam's help anymore. He decides to take matters into his own hands.

It was good, and simple, those hands roaming from the base of his spine back up and curling just far enough over his arms to make him shiver. The brush of his fingers around the line of his hip made it complicated. -Oneshot, PWP, Mature

Set in my Mooseley 'universe' sometime after my series ends. For the most part a stand alone unless you want background on the relationship. If you want background start with How to Save A Life. No spoilers. Summary: Crowley annoys Sam until Sam understands why and does something about it. Warnings: Smut, whipping, Self-Doubt, Dominance, pwp, H/C, Emotional H/C

Part 1 Mooseley series. How many years has it been since I lost what it means to love or be loved? How many years has it been since I've even cared about love at all? The answer was simple. Too many. Pseudo Mooseley. Are they destined to be together or will life manage to keep them apart? Will Crowley remain semi-human or will his demonic blood win out over his humanity?

The sunlight made the gruesome grotesque, which Violet likes. Quietly violent.

After Sakura TV forces the SPK to relocate, Near hosts Mello at his new hideout. They play a new game, one whose rules are nebulous and where the bounds between winning and losing aren't as clear-cut as Near wants to think. Mello/Near, PWP, consensual sex, very light bondage.

The adventures of a misunderstood hero, his lovable sidekick, and the continuously disenchanting and disappointing pseudo father figure who he sometimes fucks. (mello/l)

Freedom is something you cherish unless it's replaced with blind admiration. Possesive!Mello and Possesed!Matt. Rated M for a reason.

In a brief moment in Soubi's past, Seimei introduces him to cigarettes. Mostly just a plot bunny I had, as I've always wondered why Soubi smokes. :3 Oneshot A quick read. Please review!

When everything seems to be falling apart in your life, sometimes you just need relief. An escape. A distraction.

Although Soubi is a weaver of words, there are times when silence serves best. Rated M. One-shot.

In a private moment with Soubi, Seimei brushes up on an old rule. One-shot. Rated M.

Ritsuka wasn't the only one to ever suffer from his mother's abuse. As Seimei's Fighter, it is Soubi's duty to assist his Sacrifice in any way he can. One-shot.

"Have you ever heard the sound of burning moth wings? I would like to say that it's the most final thing I know, because it's poetic, but it's not true." Oneshot.

And although eventually they roamed again as the days, months, years passed, you never went far, not enough, and when you had to leave him you wished you had, and maybe he did too, but it was far too late.

"People are strange, he thinks. No one seems to understand that the fragile butterflies he depicts are despicable, or that the disfiguring scars on his throat are the most precious thing in his world." Soubi, pre-series.

After their encounter with Seimei, Soubi is having trouble sleeping. -This story is set directly after the events of Volume 8, Septimal Moon Chapter 18- Ritsuka/Soubi

Soubi really never knew how...crazy Seimei could be. LEMON! SeimeixSoubi

Mello's obsession for power over Near goes too far. Not that he didn't relish every minute of it. Mello x Near. LEMON.

Seimei and Soubi make it a routine. Seimei/Soubi, short oneshot.

Matt wants to try something new, Mello isn't so sure. Yaoi.

Seimei finds Soubi having some "alone time" while looking at a photo of Seimei and punishes him.

Matt does it like he does everything else: enduring, feet on the ground and heart in his hand, eyes always, always hidden. Lots of non-explicit underaged sex, Mello/Others, Matt/Others, Mello/Himself, Matt/Himself, Matt/Mello

What would Matt really die for? Explicit, sadistic, graphic, slightly OOC & off canon, POV changes, flashbacks.

Seimei wants Soubi to prove he loves him... but what do candles have to do with it? Soubi/Seimei yaoi. Sadism. Rated M. Complete.

Soubi keeps his ears pierced. Seimei/Soubi and emotional Soubi/Ritsuke.

Intermittently, the word’s in the back of his mind, like a burnt thing, like waiting. Nisei and birthdays. Character study.

It used to be completely fantasy, madeup, playtime before exhausted sleep – before Ritsuka actually knew what someone else’s tongue tasted like in his mouth. [RitsukaxSeimei,Soubi, sort of, ONESHOT]