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In the middle of their second year, Draco and Harry discover they're soulmates and do their best to keep it a secret from everyone. Their best isn't perfect. ~ “Are you trying to get killed, Potter?” Malfoy drawls, stalking forward. Quick as a serpent himself, he reaches out and grabs the snake just below the head. It thrashes in his grip, but is no longer able to bite anyone. “This is a poisonous snake, and I doubt anyone brought a bezoar with them.” Harry glares. He opens his mouth, and feels the beginning the snake’s language pass his lips, and this isn’t what he wants, what’s the point of insulting Malfoy if he can’t understand him – Malfoy’s eyes widen. He slaps his hand over Harry’s mouth, “Potter, what the hell–” ~ (Now with a TV Tropes page!)

In another life, Orochimaru never leaves Konoha, opting to remain within the village that equally reveres and reviles him. Fighting a bitter battle against forces within the village that are more influential and well-positioned, he finds himself gifted with one last shining opportunity: three children, a team of genin, handed to him because Konoha has no better choice. Orochimaru agrees to become a jounin-sensei for the first and the last time, taking on the next generation's Team Seven: Uchiha Sasuke, Nara Shikamaru, and Uzumaki Naruto. [ A gradual exploration of the author's very liberal Naruto headcanon, with a good!Orochimaru (well, sorta good) who eventually becomes the Godaime Hokage. Lots of chakra theory, cool jutsu, in-depth backstories, character development, political intrigue, and den mother Orochimaru feels! Also featuring: BAMF baby Team 7! Be prepared to suspend your disbelief; this will be another one of my long-running intense worldbuilding AUs. Let's go have fun! ]

"You're dead, Potter... I'm going to make you pay..." Draco swore his revenge on Harry for Lucius's imprisonment, and Harry all but laughed at him. But Draco is planning more than schoolyard pranks this time. The old rivalry turns deadly when Draco abducts Harry for Voldemort. It's the perfect plan, guaranteeing revenge, power, and prestige, all in one blow. But when Draco's world turns upside down, the fight to save himself and Harry begins, and the battle will take them both through hell and back. If they come back.

“This is the most stupid thing you’ve ever done!” Hermione yells after Harry. Then she blinks. They’re no longer at Grimmauld Place and, sitting huddled together on a familiar four-poster bed with red hangings, are four teenaged boys, staring avidly at them. Well, this is just brilliant, she thinks. “And you didn’t even get the year right!” Or: the one in which Harry is done with the war and thinks it’s time he got something he wanted for a change. He misses his godfather, goddammit.

"Hello, Chris," sings a honeyed voice from behind. Chris' attention snaps toward the intruder, his gun already out of its' holster and aimed at whoever it is — a boy, apparently, with braided russet hair, a red jacket, and wise eyes. He's wearing a gas mask, but Chris can tell by the way his eyes crinkle around the edges, the way sun-burnt sand swirls in his irises, that he's smiling. Chris cocks his gun. "You killed my father," he says. "No offence, but he totally deserved it," the stranger agrees with cheerful solemnity. "What the hell are you doing in my home?" Chris demands. The kid is perched on a windowsill in Chris' office, as nonchalantly as if this were something he did every day, as if they were familiar. "I was just wondering," the kid speaks softly, fond amusement sewn through with a peculiar resignation, "how you'd feel about putting down some nazis?" [Or: The one where Stiles goes back in time and subsequently fucks with everything.]

Dr. Strange looks at the world after Thanos and, faced with its seemingly irreparable brokenness, breaks his own oath. Tony, Stephen, and Loki go back in time for one more chance - an intentional choice, because they are each other's insurance against repeating the same mistakes. Tony wakes up shortly before the Stark Expo with the reactor's palladium core still poisoning him. Stephen wakes up with undamaged hands and a flourishing medical career. Loki wakes up in Asgard one day before Thor's coronation. "Do I dare disturb the universe? / In a minute there is time / for decisions and revisions which a minute will reverse." [ Yet another take on that time travel fic with lots of worldbuilding, hand-wavey comic book science, political intrigue, inventing, nerding out, and a broken Tony trying to fix a broken world - but this time he's not alone. ]

Death threats are an unfortunate side-effect of being Tony Stark, so he's learned to ignore them. The problem is, when someone really wants you dead, hiding your head in the sand just kinda exposes your ass. But it's not just Tony's behind on the line. Whoever wants him dead wants him to suffer first, and they're willing to do anything to make that happen. Tony knows there's only one way out. To save Steve, the Avengers, and the general public, Tony has to die. Of course, death isn't always the end, and Tony does what any other self-disrespecting scientist would do: he finds a way to fake his death and avenge his own murder. The trouble is, terrible decisions usually have a terrible price, and this one is no different. Tony has a chance to save the day, but the cost may be more than Tony was ever expecting to pay…

The Queen in the North remembers. It's too bad she's only thirteen and off on her way to King's Landing.No one listens to the ravings of the little Stark girl.No one except their ward. "You can't throw a wolf into one end of a pond and a kraken into the other and hope to make no ripples."

Sequel to Forgotten. A/U from mid season 9. Castiel is human and wounded, and Dean and Sam need to get his grace back - and his wings. Things do not go as intended and Cas faces a difficult road. Long case fic with strong emphasis on Team Free Will friendship/family bonds. Will get serious and angsty and lonely. ALERT: There will be two versions of this fic, Destiel and platonic. This version (Flight) is the Destiel version. Slow build and mostly pre-Destiel. The platonic version will be called Broken and will be posted later.

“Minnie?” “I’m good.” He’s not. Jimin watches Suni run and join the cluster of excited kids surrounding an alpha. His alpha. Not his alpha. Jungkook. Jeon Jungkook. An alpha. An alpha who smells like the ocean and puts him at ease in ways no one else has ever quite managed. He’s never really let anybody else try. But it hasn't ever mattered. Jimin’s breath hitches in anticipation when Jungkook - definitely Jungkook, with that unruly dark hair and high-pitched, honest laugh - looks up and locks eyes with him. Eyes that Jimin watches turn a faint but pretty shade of gold... Or: Jungkook and Jimin have known each other on-and-off for a very long time - as mutual friends, platonically, sexually and romantically - and time keeps giving them the chance to turn it into more...

In the Mirror of Erised, Harry sees Tom Riddle. A thorough canon-rewrite if Harry Potter and Tom Riddle were soulmates.

Thomas wakes up in an old nightmare, surrounded by the dead, with memories that don't make sense crammed into his head. Faced with Newt's ghost come back to haunt him, all the while struggling to hold onto his sanity, he does what he always does when things become too much to handle. He runs. After five years, Newt doesn't think they're ever getting out of the Glade. But then the Box brings up a new Greenie - a Greenie who seems to recognize Newt, who still has his memories, scrambled through they are. The Greenie might be their ticket out of here. And for the first time in years, Newt lets himself hope. Minho is told that the new Greenie is crazy. But Minho also had a front-row seat as the Greenie picked a fight with a Griever and won. So whatever brand of crazy the Greenie is on? Minho thinks they need more of it....Alternately, the TMR time travel fic.

Dean Winchester’s been camp manager of a science research station on the Alaskan tundra for thirteen years. Dean likes his job; fixing the camp trucks, troubleshooting the generators, keeping clueless undergrads and NSF bigwigs from walking into grizzly bears or getting lost in snowstorms — it’s all in a day’s work. It keeps him pretty busy, and this year his brother Sam's visiting too, so he's even busier. So it’s really not any of Dean’s business when some weirdo antisocial ornithologist sets up a tent a few miles away, a dark-haired blue-eyed guy who’s doing a “very long-term" study on birds or wings or something, and who never, ever takes off his big lumpy backpack. But then the new guy starts dropping by camp for coffee and... well, he’s not officially part of camp; he's not Dean’s responsibility; he’s really not Dean’s problem at all, but when a strange blizzard comes sweeping in, Dean gets worried and goes to check. Thing is, Dean's spent years in the sweeping vistas of the Arctic. He knows all about the midnight sun and the northern lights, the ice caves and avalanches, the rough-and-ready Haul Road truckers and the even rougher-and-readier wild animals. But even so, what he finds is much more than he bargained for.

There's some lunatic in a red helmet running through Jason's territory. He wants to think it's a copycat. He's wrong.

Loki dies on Svartalfheim. Then he wakes up. It does not take long before Hela seizes the opportunity to offer Loki a deal: end Thanos's life in exchange for his own. Loki knows defeating Thanos will be no easy feat and so a conversation with the Norns becomes part of the bargain. The Norns tell him three things:1. His only path to success lies in utilising the Infinity Stones2. The Infinity Stone contained within the Tesseract – the only stone he will ever wield – will not be enough on its own3. The name of a potential ally who has the highest capacity to both wield another one of the Infinity Stones and collaborate alongside him And that name... That name is Tony Stark. *** Alternatively, the one where Loki and Tony try to build a time machine.

At the end of his life, Harry is given the chance to alter the course of the dark reality his son Albus and Albus' friend Scorpius create when they use a Time-Turner to save Cedric Diggory's life. With the hindsight bestowed by a lifetime as Auror, Head of the DMLE, husband, father, and friend, he will make very different choices as a seventeen-year-old wizard to try and save the people and the world he loves. But if he has to do it all over again, simply defeating Voldemort won't be good enough: there's a never-ending scroll of tragedies to avert and one newly-installed Headmaster of Hogwarts to talk around (if he manages to get a word in edgewise before getting hexed). The good news is, as always: he's not fighting alone. **This story contains major spoilers for Cursed Child and minor ones for Fantastic Beasts but does not require knowledge of either.** I've been informed that if I wish to avoid reader inconvenience, I should add a disclaimer regarding the possibility of head explosion while reading this story. You are hereby warned and advised to proceed with caution; the author is not liable for damage to persons or property induced by the contents herein. ^_^

"What are you?" - Ygritte of the Free Folk"Canadians.""What the bugger's a Canadian?" A small group of Canadian soldiers are transported to Westeros beyond the Wall, without knowledge of the books/series. "We're the Mickey Mouse Brigade. We kill you with a wink and a smile."- Sergeant O'Neill, Princess Patricia's Canadian Light Infantry.

The Jinchuuriki boy hides behind a tree, wide eyes peeking past the trunk. The kodama of the old, hulking she-oak silently giggle at the display, aware that he cannot quite sense them yet. “Who are you?” He asks, afraid. The spirits of the forest titter and jeer. She smiles and says, “Yokai.” Wherein a semi-si/oc gets reincarnated as some mythical japanese spirit instead of a badass ninja and proceeds to fuck with the plot. Features kidnapping small children, ancient mythology, and being a menace to ninja society.

“You’re not fae.” Izuku turned to look at him, irritated. Their faces were closer together than he’d expected—the blond must have leaned in—and he was hypnotized by those piercing crimson eyes. They narrowed. “I am.” Izuku pouted, frustrated that his inability to fit in was so obvious. He sat backward, needing the space to collect himself. Katsuki raised a brow, devil’s smirk teasing at his lips. “Not entirely.” --- An action/adventure/romance in which Izuku is a hybrid sought after by both the elven and fae communities, though he doesn't feel he fits with either.

Harry and Draco are perfectly fine, separately minding their business in 2004, when the Unspeakables conscript them into service... in the First War against Voldemort. Come for mutual pining and forced proximity in a 1980 hotel room, stay for young Sirius and philosophising about immortality and wormholes. And an eighties cowboy soap opera.

Harry's sixth year ends in the worst way: after he survives a grueling captivity by Death Eaters, the Dark Lord takes over the school and the country, killing many. Harry gets to live - but what to live for, when you're keeping your enemy alive? Gen, dystopia: aiming for a slow-burn, realistic mentorship - between Harry and Voldemort and between Harry and Snape. Harry wrestles with a sentient Horcrux, an increasing power over Dark Marks and deadly classmates. And how to deal with Voldemort's fake-parental care, or with Snape: the traitor who still heals his wounds? Twists and turns ahead! One reviewer says of KYEC: The plot is thrilling and well thought-out, and your characterisations are spot-on. Dec. 2024: hoping to finish the chapter soon, but first will have to get through two tough scenes! These stubborn characters are a challenge to get just right:)

[DISCONTINUED AS OF SEP 9 2023- MORE INFO IN CHAPTER 57] Everyone has phones, and lore™ Childe: the weather is nice isnt it zhongli ZHONGLI: It is raining outside, Childe. walnut: im taking a screenshot A group of friends at Liyue High talk in some groupchats. That's at is. That's all it will ever be. It will stay funny even as the Abyss and Fatui attempt to kill every Archon in Teyvat. It's not like anything will go wrong or anything... like... it's not like anyone will die. Yep. 100%.

"Maybe now that your one tether to this old life is gone, you can move on and allow yourself to find someone. Everyone needs a family to call their own, Willow, just like every boat needs an anchor to not get swept away at sea." Willow Graham regains her privileges as a Special Agent at the behest of Jack Crawford and her newly assigned psychiatrist, Alana Bloom. All is well and good, until the Hobbs case; the facade of composure Will has built to shield herself begins to fracture at the edges. To help her, Dr. Bloom insists on trying different things - and one of those things leaves her alone at a fancy event in a museum, where she stumbles upon a certain distinguished gentleman who insists on becoming her friend. But it has been a long, long time since Will Graham had a true friend. [ A female!Will, surgeon!Hannibal AU. ]

Felicity Smoak hated mysteries.The sinking of the Gambit was one she thought she could solve four years after it went down. But when her helicopter crashes on Lian Yu she finds more than she bargained for. Or Tarzan meets Beauty & the Beast meets Castaway meets Olicity meets Winter Soldier //complete

“You will take one week of rut leave, starting from next Monday,” Mirio says, voice cheerful again and smile tacked in place. “And you will report to the med bay beforehand and afterward to confirm that your hormone levels have been appropriately attended to.” The thought makes Katsuki feel physically sick. _______ Bakugou Katsuki hasn't had a rut since he was fifteen years old. He hasn't seen his quirkless childhood friend since then, either. Both of those things are about to change. OR: the fic that ended up not really being about heats and ruts at all, but about what it really means to be a hero.

Dean accidentally kills Castiel, and is tormented by grief and guilt afterwards. Dean becomes convinced Cas still exists somehow, and that he will be resurrected; Sam's not so sure, but is determined to help his grief-stricken brother recover. Meanwhile the Darkness is eating away at Creation, and soon both brothers realize they may have to embark on their longest and strangest journey yet. This time they might not come back. Will they have to fight their last battle without Castiel?

The weird thing is, Charles always introduces Raven as his sister, but he never calls Erik his brother. Erik would be bothered, except he prefers not to think of Charles as his brother, either. He can’t figure it out for four years, and then suddenly he can. Or. A non-powered AU in which Sharon Xavier never remarries, and Charles 'adopts' not only Raven, but Erik too.

If there’s one word Kaveh could use to describe his life, it would be “ordinary”. Sure, the start of his life looks more like a sad drama movie with the death of his father, being abandoned by his mother, then being treated like luggage as he was passed from one relative to another. But he grew up, got a job working as a corporate slave, and became self-sufficient enough to pay his rent while not starving. Currently, his job is tedious, and the only joy in his life comes from spending his evenings at home alone, designing and building little houses in the game "My Little Aranara Friend", but things could be worse! It becomes worse in the blink of an eye. He dies. And not only is he forcefully transported into the world of "My Little Aranara Friend", but he's also stuck in the body of a mob monster called a Fungus where his only hope of getting a human body is by levelling up. ...And also by saving the Aranara from mass extinction caused by some malevolent mysterious dark power called "The Withering" that, if left unchecked, will also destroy the world. Fuck his life.

In a world where the British Empire is still strong and slavery is her economic backbone, John has become a terrorist for the abolitionist movement. He is caught by Mycroft, enslaved, and given to Sherlock for training. The goal: To test a new kind of slave collar with the power to break even the strongest willed fighter. One that will make even John learn to love being a slave.

[[Post-Avengers. Loki's plan had gone perfectly, now he needs only to see it to it's natural conclusion.]] No Asgardian cell can hold him. Loki's magic is bound, but his mind is not -- and the Aesir were always fools, to think that Loki's mind was anything other than his most dangerous asset.

The door clicked shut again, and Ciel was left alone with the nagging familiarity that had plagued him when he'd first read the newspaper article. He remembered the look of terror in the victim's vacant eyes, the same terror he had felt all those years ago during his captivity. Perhaps that was why this case was familiar- it simply reminded him of what he had suffered at the hands of his abductors. He took another deep breath. There was no reason to think there was any more of a connection than that. Still, a sickening ache sat low in his stomach. Why would someone be collecting souls?

Two years after retrieving his brother's body from the Gate of Truth Edward Elric is still paying the price. Will his debt ever be repaid, or will it finally cost him everything? (Originally published 2007 on fanfiction.net and livejournal)

There's something seriously wrong with Harry. His craving for Malfoy is out of control. He's trying desperately to hold on, but his urges are getting darker and crueler, and soon even Ron and Hermione may not be able to keep Malfoy safe...

Professor Tom Marvolo Riddle, Defence Against the Dark Arts instructor and devious political mastermind, has never wanted a mate. He has only ever wanted power. But when he meets an extraordinarily powerful Omega student with a convenient Potter heirship, he realises he might just be able to have both. Thankfully, the Erastes Act of 1783 still holds sway, and gives Tom a legal, respectable means of pursuing his prey—his delightfully rebellious prey, which does not seem to understand that it is prey at all. Or: A plotty, slow-burn A/B/O romance in which Harry is a badass Omega who don’t need no man, and Tom isn’t nearly as in control of his own Alpha instincts as he’d like to be.

Finally, Aziraphale spoke. “You mean to say— you got us married?” “Just as a precaution, I never really thought I’d end up discorporated again, it’d been ages, you just don’t get stampedes or assassinations like you used to —” “You got us married, and you didn’t tell me?” *** Crowley gets inconveniently discorporated. And it’s not like it’s ever been easy to get a new body, but this time around, things really aren’t looking good. His new innuendo-obsessed lust-demon of a coworker honestly isn’t helping things. Meanwhile, Aziraphale has a dead body to contend with, and an occult mortician & his very normal daughter to fend off. What lengths will he go to in order to get Crowley back to Earth?