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Undercover Surevillance by orphaned but lerking Gay men are being killed throughout the Brooklyn area, the team are called in on the case, but have no leads. The only thing they can think off is to send someone in as. After Viktor and Jayce share their most vulnerable selves in their embrace as they exploded while surrounded by stars, they open their eyes and realize that they're somewhere new.

They awake in a meadow and find that there’s probably no civilization for miles, and they find a cottage to settle in. 2 /?. To Briella Mellark, her older brother Peeta is her everything, her protector, her best friend, and the only person she really trusts. What happens when his name is pulled at the reaping and he is ripped away from her forever? "She means nothing to me." "I don't even like him! It's purely physical." All the lies we tell ourselves, and others.

JRWI x HTTYD Fanfic! "Tidestrider and the Trained Dragons" centers around Gillion, a young Viking who defies his tribe's tradition of fighting dragons by befriending a Night Fury named Toothless.

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This a gay story about two gay animals and two gay guys. Be sure to give a gay review, and have gay day. Also this gay story is dedicated to Badfic Pod cast! Read to find out why, you homo. Chapter 1: Golden Glances. Chapter 2: More Than A View. It was a hard day of being of the greatest nation in the world, Russia. Putin settled down in his plush bedroom, the royal coloured bedspread covering his body in a warm comfort.

His fingers slid over the phone sleepily as he texted him in the dark. He almost dozed off among the luxurious pillows, in his cashmere pajamas and the blankets surrounding him, before he heard the vibration of a text back. Vladimir sighed and rolled his eyes, smiling. His Kimmy always wanted the best for him, even if it meant being a little bossy.

He guessed he had got it from controlling every detail of his citizens lives for so many years. Putin chuckled to himself. Even though it was a matter of 5 minutes between each reply, for needy Vlad it felt like a million. He could almost feel the warm reassurance from Kim through the screen, embracing him like the warm Korean hands he knew so well. It made sense to Putin.

Life was just too busy as a dictator to just drop everything and fly to Saint Petersburg, but he sometimes wished he could literally conjure Kim right in front of him, right there in the master bedroom of the Kremlin palace. But alas, he accepted it. Although, as amusing as it was, Vlad was beggining to grow weary of Jong-uns constant teasing of South Korea.

He knew they were sworn enemies, but the obsession seemed like more than just blind war fuelled hatred. I could never love anyone as much as I love you, especially not those scum. South Korea, or anyone, could never get between us. Get some sleep now, okay baby? Connor had been working for the DPD for a little over a year at this point. He had grown close with Hank, him being almost like a father to Connor. He had gained respect among his peers at the station and was treated equally as all of the other officers were.

Currently himself and Hank were on a case at a very fancy hotel. Android might be armed so approach with caution. They both entered the elevator together and rid up to the top floor of the building, where all the fancy suites were. Connor nodded and stood behind the Lieutenant. Hank kicked open the door with his gun raised slowly walking around the room with Connor following close behind. Since the suite was so big Connor and Hank took separate ways to find the suspect and the victim, they had assumed the suspect was still in the vicinity somewhere.

Connor made his way towards the dining room, where a large table with a white, long cloth cover was sitting. He slowly walked past the table making sure his guard was up, Connor suddenly heads quiet soft cries, his LED started blinking yellow processing what he was hearing, it turned back to a blue as he kneeled at the middle of the table. Connor lifted up the sheet that was covering the dining table to find a man shaking and crying softly.

Leave me alone.