Its no secret that Heaven - or at least the archangels - and Hell don't like the fact that Crowley and Aziraphale are so close. Eventually, the archangels decide to take matters into their own hands when even after the not-apocalypse, the two stuck together instead of fighting for Heaven or Hell. Gabriel and Michael confront Aziraphale with a deal and if he is able to uphold his end, Heaven and Hell will leave Aziraphale and Crowley alone for the rest of eternity, but if he fails? Well, it might be the last time he sees Crowley. No characters are mine and were created by Sir Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman Cover art not mine This has somehow reached #1 in the 'gays' tag which I personally find hilarious

When an angel finds love letters to a mysterious stranger, he can't help but be entranced, but what happens when he realizes who wrote them?

Aziraphale starts to receive anonymous love letters one day and starts overthinking, hoping to God that it's Crowley writing them, but he has to bee realistic. There's no way his favorite serpent could love him... Right? ~ This is gonna be a shorter fic since I'm better at writing angst in my opinion but since Valentines day so y'know ;P No characters are mine and were created by Sir Terry Pratchett and Neil Gaiman Cover art not mine

Harry Potter. The only survivor when Lord Voldemort attacked his home. His parents died, the house was destroyed, but he made it, with nothing more than a scar on his head. Now, Harry Potter is starting Hogwarts. His family is glad to see him go, and the Wizarding world is happy to see him come. But what if, the Wizarding world was wrong about Harry Potter? What if he isn't as strong as they thought? What if his home life isn't as grand as they all expected? Why does Harry Potter have so many secrets, and will anyone be able to uncover them? TRIGGER WARNING!!!: STRONG MENTIONS OF SUICIDE, SELF HARM, ABUSE, S*XUAL ABUSE, ECT. ECT.! DO. NOT. READ. IF. THESE. MAKE. YOU. UNCOMFORTABLE!!! PLEASE!!!! Also... THIS IS NOT SNARRY! ABSOLUTELY NOT SNARRY!!! DO NOT ACT AS IF IT IS SNARRY! THIS IS AN ELEVEN YEAR OLD CHILD! If that is your thing that is perfectly fine, but as I said, this is an underaged child and a thirty something year old adult. It makes me very uncomfortable, so please do not act as if this is Snarry or associate it with Snarry in any way. Do not repost on any other website/account without my permission! Thank you!

(CONTAINS MATURE CONTENT) Steve starts talking, "So right-for the project we have to paint each other, one painting, where your happy, one where your sad-and the other one I have an emotion of your choice-" "Lust." Billy interrupts, and Steve's face reddens, "W-what?" Steve finds himself in a friends with benefits situation with Billy Hargrove after being paired with him for an art project. He didn't expect to catch feelings, or want to be more than friends.

Time has dulled Hannibal Lecter's hunger, until he meets Will Graham. Fragile, haunted, and burdened by an empathy that feels more like a curse, Will is unlike anyone Hannibal has ever encountered. His despair is intoxicating, his soul fractured in ways that stir desires Hannibal thought long dead. Drawn together by violence, obsession, and a hunger that blurs the line between intimacy and violation, the two men begin a dangerous dance. Every shared glance, every accidental touch, every drop of blood deepens their bond into something horrific, erotic, and inevitable. Is it love? Is it destruction? Or both, woven together in a symphony of agony and desire. A story of obsession, addiction, and the haunting pull between predator and prey.

AU: Both Hannibal and Will die in the fall, they are both reborn on the day before they discover the Minnesota Shrike. Do you ever wish that you could know the ending so you could go back to the beginning and get it right? As Will and Hannibal crashed into the dark waves after their fight with the Dragon, Will finds himself returned to the day he examined Cassie Boyle's body.

"Yet you are the cause of my suffering," Will replied, his eyes filling with tears. He gulped, swallowing sob. "Let me go, Hannibal." "You know I can't do that, Will." In which Will figures out the truth about Hannibal at the wrong time. In which Will figures out the truth about Hannibal at the wrong time.

It's after the fight with the Red Dragon, Will wakes up in a hospital bed alive and well. But he can't remember anything; his memory's only going back to the very beginning. He has no idea who Hannibal is, Abigail Hobbs, nothing. He now has to go through trying to recover the memory's he has lost with the help from an old "friend".

I was reading something about Alphas, Betas, & Omegas and how knotting works when they desire a mate. For some reason this shipment came into my mind so there. ~~~~~~~~~ Imagine: Hannibal wanting to knot Will as his eternal mate.