Atsushi wants to watch fireworks with his boyfriend.

Prompto thought he had it all worked out. Working at a winter attraction was easy money. What he didn't be on was attracting the attention of Noctis. Soon, Prompto is head over heels and Noct . . . well, he just wants to sleep. But sometimes, a little sunshine is all that is needed to chase away the winter blues.

Crowley reveals that Aziraphale never had a trial in heaven, Aziraphale doesn't take it too well.

The last photo still shining up at him - Clint and him, standing hand in hand laughing evidently, at the altar of some random crappy chapel. Bucky looked the to the sleeping form of Clint - he had married Clint Barton. [Modern AU]

John nuzzled into Alex's neck, breathing heavily. This is what he wanted, Alex to just relax for five minutes (or more . . . definitely more) and John could give him that if he so left him. [Modern AU]

Leaning back into the pillow's, Chuuya allowed Dazai crawl into the space next to him on the bed before curling closer to the brunette and watching the snow fall gently outside his window.

The seals in the bay, Prompto, he was one of them. One of the creatures who had transformed before his eyes, shed their skin and became human on the beach. One of those very beings that Noctis had stayed to watch so many time, captivated by their beauty and unusualness.

It was hard to tell whether the nightmares he remembered or the ones he didn't were worse. At least if he remembered, he could reassure himself that it was a dream, it was behind him, he was safe and trusted and wanted by those around him. But those he couldn't remember . . . What did he dream of - he'd never know.

He wanted to sleep, but the pain made that impossible. He had to take medication, but for that, he had to eat and that was out of the question because the mere thought of food made him want to throw up. He couldn't do anything for himself and it made him feel so . . . Helpless.

His legs wouldn't hold him up, he tried. He really did, grabbing a hold of the windowsill and everything to try and haul himself to his feet - but the moment he was up he went back down

He could shove the feelings down, deep down inside him and plaster a smile on his face. He had gotten by some many times before lying through his teeth. He was fine. He was fine. He was - Done.

Being sick is somewhat tolerable when you have somebody to look after you - too bad for Clint his flatmates don't seem to care all that much. [AU]

Daichi quickly typed out "Like what you see?" and hit send before rolling to lie closer to Iwaizumi once more. It was different but nice to be lying next to somebody who he wouldn't normally be and also wasn't taller him. The pair were just sort of nodding off when Daichi's phone buzzed once more with the simple message: "Damn."

Church shoved his other hand into his pocket and tried to bury part of his face into his scarf to hide just how red he had gone. He wanted to keep that much to himself. Not that it mattered really, Caboose had gone back to talking as it began snowing lightly again. Sparing a glance towards Caboose, Church could see the way his blue eyes sparkled in the fading light. [Churboose, AU]

"I told you you'd get sick." Todoroki hadn't even noticed Midoriya climbing into the spot next to him, so Todoroki rolled over and buried his head into Midoriya's stomach, he wanted to tell him not to gloat about how right he was but, well he just couldn't.

The breath caught in Church's throat as the pain in his head grew. People kept yelling and the agony in his head grew before, quite suddenly too, the truck was there, and Church didn't feel a thing. [Alternative Universe]

. . . in the vague light of the room, he could count the freckles on Midoriya's face, see the little wisps of hair that fell across his face . . . He was serine in a way. "Do you ev- . . . Do you get . . . nightmares Todoroki?"

The only person who knew he was sick. Bracing himself, he leant over to grab his phone and pulled it towards him despite how much the action sent his head spinning which made it very hard to seek out Midoriya's contact number and send a simple one word text: 'Help'

Kuroo leaves for university and, at first, Kenma is convinced that he can handle the change. Right up to the point that he realises . . . he can't

Hinata loves storms. Kageyama; not so much.

When Hidan was rescued from the pit he expected it to be Kakuzu. When he was stitched back together, he expected it to be Kakuzu but it wasn't [short KakuHida one-shot]