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It's said that every soul is connected to another by a red thread, and that these two souls are destined to meet. The thread, though it may tangle or stretch, will never break. That's not your experience, lucky or unlucky enough as you are to see the strings that bind people together. A red thread is developed and grown, not born, and you've worked hard to weed out any semblance of crimson that might cling to you. You pay your bills, you keep your head down, and you find whatever lost people or items you're hired to sniff out. Then the Devil of Hell's Kitchen tags along on a job, and your plan falls apart. Starts prior to Into the Ring, and loosely follows the canon timeline. There is eventually smut, so enter at your peril. Reader is never physically described but uses a false name and may be treated as an OC.

It's perfectly understandable. Even Derek wouldn't want to be Derek's soulmate.

Tim's parents faked their deaths and fled the country years ago, but neglected to take him with them. He spent some time on the streets, and now at 16, he makes a living as a fortune teller, stalking and hustling the shit out of Gotham's elite by telling them eerily accurate fortunes based on the information he gathers about them.His life is peculiar but he wouldn't change a thing. When he gets booked for the big Wayne Halloween party, however, he finds himself getting all tangled up with the Waynes, and the more fortunes he tells, the tighter the snare becomes. or: Tim just wanted to scam Gotham's elite, not end up on the Batfamily's watchlist. But it seems they just won't leave him alone.. 中文

Tommy stumbled through the snow, ears ringing and body aching. He hadn't expected Dream to be that mad. He definitely wasn't expecting Dream to blow everything up. Right now all he expected and wanted to do was go steal all of his older brother's shit and maybe find a way to get back home along the way. What he didn't expect was to wake up frozen in the tundra without his hearing. What Techno didn't expect was to suddenly be dealing with his deaf younger brother who refused to tell him anything about what happened to him. The world works in funny and cruel ways.

“Wilbur and Tommy Craft, children of the late Angel of Death, Philza Craft, have gone missing from their home at Dream Agencies, where the number one hero Dream had been participating in the efforts to rehabilitate them. We urge all citizens—” Technoblade shut the television off, staring at the now black screen in horror. Well crap. Or, the fic in which Wilbur is fourteen and traumatized, Tommy is a chaotic six-year-old, and Technoblade would like to be retired in peace. (features Karl adopting Ranboo)

The Devil is real. A sentence Chloe Decker never believed until Lucifer Morningstar burned out her skepticism with his hellfire eyes. It's a "Hell" of a reality shift, but Chloe realizes she may not have time for gradual acceptance when she discovers that one of the bodies in her most recent murder investigation isn't human. Worse still, the next target might be Lucifer. A story that begs the question: who prays for Satan? [Post-S3 finale continuation. Deckerstar.] [COMPLETE] [NEWLY POLISHED]

One of these days, Percy was going to go to Olympus and demand the gods did something about all the monsters that ran amok. He could deal with the small ones (though, truth be told, they tended to avoid him, now), but some were insistent. Percy knew he’d made enemies with various monsters throughout his life, but this was starting to get ridiculous. “One of these days,” Annabeth said, pushing a loose strand of hair off her face, “we’re going to have a normal date.” She sounded just as annoyed as Percy felt, if not more. “I hope so,” Percy grumbled. He spun Riptide in a large arc, passing through several monsters in one go. They dissipated into dust, briefly overtaking his vision. “This is getting old.” — AKA Thirty Chapters of Hurt/Comfort, as I apparently can't do anything but make Percy suffer, one way or another.

Zuko is just trying to survive Boiling Rock prison. He didn't make it out on time on the Day of Black Sun and frankly, he's lucky to be alive. His escape attempts have proven futile and he doesn't have any allies to speak of here. His best bet is keeping his head down and trying to survive. Sokka is just here to break his dad out. It's his fault his dad was captured and he needs to fix this. His plan is working well enough so far; he's made it here, he's disguised as a guard, no one suspects him, now he just has to find his dad and get out. Blue eyes meet gold. A flash of recognition. Shit just got a whole lot more complicated.

Tommy's feet drag in the snow. It's so, so cold. He's so cold. His toes are freezing. His exposed shins feel like they’ve been cut open-- even the one that’s bandaged. His wings have gone numb, which is almost, almost good, because now he can’t feel the shifting, broken bones inside of the left one, just under feathers and muscle. He doesn’t know why he’s still walking. - Or, Tommy leaves the exploded ruins of Logstedshire behind, and walks until he finds somewhere safe. And things keep going from there. (A canon-divergent AU, splitting off somewhere around when Tommy started hiding out below Techno's house.)

It’s 6:18 A.M. on a Monday, and Stiles is using his thumbs to shape the fondant butt of a Winnie the Pooh sculpture. It’s the most action he’s seen in a long time. -- Or the one where Stiles runs his own bakery, never locks the front door, and doesn't know he's part of a werewolf pack (until he does).

He's sure that some complicated law of physics is in danger of being broken here. Something about two things being incapable of occupying the same space at the same time.

When Lucifer Morningstar is found half dead in the desert, Chloe Decker is determined to find out why. The problem is ... not even Lucifer knows the answer. As Chloe's world is flipped upside down by incontrovertible evidence of the divine, Lucifer grapples with feelings of violation and futility. God's meddling has started a chain reaction, but to what end? Deckerstar. Fits with canon through S2. [COMPLETE]

...and the one time tony clung to him.

After a sudden shift in weather turns a wilderness rescue test into a real emergency, Katsuki and Izuku take on a rainstorm, a mountain, and their own worse natures to make it out alive. --- Katsuki let out another unsteady breath, but it was a laugh rather than a sob. “You’re a piece of shit.” “A piece of shit that you carried down a mountain!” Izuku shot back cheerfully.

When the Avatar emerges from an iceberg, Sokka is reluctant to join him on a journey around the world. He finds himself wondering about an old childhood friend. Zuko, having been banished at the age of thirteen and separated from his uncle at fourteen, decides to do what any logical teenager would do in his situation: don a mask and become a pirate. Under the name of Lee, Zuko finds himself with friends and a life he (surprisingly) enjoys. But how will he react when he hears the Avatar has returned?

Welcome to a very long series of one-shots and multipart chapters that follows Spencer Reid's journey in the BAU.I go episode by episode, looking for any potential angst or hurt/comfort moments with him and then write where I feel the cm writers might've left something out.There are tags to episodes, extras, 'what if's', and more! Some chapters are stand alone and some have multiple parts but, just like in the show, the chapters are linked to some degree with reoccurring themes.If you need an excuse to watch the series over again, or if you're watching for the very first time, I label each chapter with the season and episode number so that you can avoid spoilers (if you want)!!!I am still working on this fic (though it looks like it is complete, I did this because you could read most chapters as stand alone) and more new chapters are coming as frequently as I can put them out.Thank you so much for reading, I hope you enjoy!:)

Zuko finds his place in the Gaang. It's not easy getting there, but in the end it's so, so worth it. Will be updated (mostly) on Wednesdays!

Tim is a tiny dragon. Jason is half phoenix. Can I make it any more obvious?

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.

Whumptober Prompts: Disorientation, Concussion, Hypothermia, Carrying, Secondary Drowning An off-campus trip to a training facility for cold-weather rescues leads to a villain attack that causes Midoriya to need some rescuing of his own. ~Or~ Aizawa should really consider not letting his kids off campus at all. It never goes well. He has enough nightmares about their past excursions gone-wrong. And dragging a half-frozen kid out of a frozen lake is definitely something that will haunt him forever.

He'd had a favorite cow--Henry--and made sure to milk and brush her every day. Ever since Henry was a calf, he wanted to learn how to care for her hooves so they wouldn't grow out too much. He hadn't been alive for the Great War. It had ended two years before he was born, but he heard horror stories, and was more than thankful he wouldn't have to deal with getting drafted. His life wasn't the best, but it certainly wasn't the worst! His parents weren't overly strict, and the worst punishment he ever got was being sent on outhouse duty, which was typically reserved for his father. He was sure he'd have gotten worse if he touched a drop of anny before he turned 15. (Didn't even taste that good when his father offered him a drink at the age of 16. He supposed it tasted better the more you drank.) Then the Great Depression hit. (Or, the ghost fic where Bench Trio each die in the same house ~30 years apart. SBI move into the house, and the ghosts are not pleased.)[We have a Discord now!! Still active tho the fic's discontinued. sept 16th, still going!!!!!]DO NOT USE AI TO FINISH THIS I LEFT THE NOTES FOR A REASON (THAT REASON IS SO YOU CAN WRITE MORE IF YOU WANT)

Stiles may be cursed but that doesn’t mean he’s going to lay down and die. He’s going to fight. He won’t stop, he can’t stop. If he does, they win.

Written for a kinkmeme prompt. Will figures out who and what Hannibal really is. In response Hannibal steals Will away, and sets to a long-term plan of bringing Will round to his way of thinking.Will unsurprisingly is resistant to the idea of joining in with Hannibal's idea of the perfect meal, but Hannibal is a master of manipulation, and with no-one coming to the rescue, he has plenty of time to change Will's mind. No season 2 spoilers, but some mild spoilers for season 1.

A series of sick stories and hurt stories involving the F1 drivers.

Jaskier is the best assassin in the Northern Kingdoms. On the most important mission of his life-- kill the Warlord of the North or die trying --things go terribly wrong, and he's taken prisoner. During his time as a captive in Kaer Morhen, he's forced to confront some uncomfortable truths: witchers aren't what the stories say, his soulmate is most definitely somewhere in the keep, and he may have found himself on the wrong side of this war. -- aka a warlord AU, soulmate AU, and enemies-to-lovers fic all in one!

Stiles gets eaten by a mind-controlling lake, Derek is fluffier than usual, and everything turns out pornier than expected.

Peter forgot to charge his phone leading to him drenched and having a sensory overload.

Some people think that Peter is Tony's son. Why shouldn't they? Peter seems to be orbiting Tony all the time, and it's not like the billionaire tells him off. They have a nice relationship - Peter is glad to have a father figure, and Tony cares for the kid as if he's actually his son. The first problem regarding this arises when the people who think that Peter is Tony's son kidnap him for ransom. The second problem regarding this arises when one of the people who kidnaps Peter turns out to be Mac Gargan, the Scorpion, and he's hungry for revenge.

Stiles gets hit by a spell that makes him extra super duper cold. He needs constant heat to survive until someone finds a cure.

While fighting Mr. Freeze, Tim and Damian get locked in a room that gets colder by the minute. OR Tim must find a way to keep himself and his little brother alive.

To you who have travelled into this mountain, I offer you these trials:In your travels, you’ve relied on the equipment that you’ve found along the way…Believing yourselves to be self-reliant...For these trials, you must cast aside your equipment and your pride...And face this challenge with nothing but one another to rely on.

"The once great Peak Lord Shen Qingqiu, reduced to uncontrollable shivers." Or what if Gongyi Xiao never came to rescue Shen Qingqiu from the Water Prison? What if Shen Qingqiu had stayed there for a couple of weeks instead? And, of course, the Huan Hua Palace track record when it comes to prisoners is pretty bad. Basically just an excuse to write some hurt Shen Qingqiu.

When Percy is stranded at the side of the road, in the middle of the night, during winter, who is going to help him?Two beautiful strangers, of course.

Tony wasn't bitter or jealous, he was fine. Steve had to focus on helping Bucky, he understood that. He knew that in situations like this it was only natural for him to be pushed to the side. He was okay, he could handle not being the most important person in Steve's life. He just had to stop being selfish.

You request 'em, I try to fulfil your hopes and dreams.