John and John, Winchester and Constantine. Two very different men, with two very similar missions in life. Saving people, hunting things, killing demons, saving the innocent, making a world good enough for people to live in.

"If you want to go home so badly, why haven't you taken the blue pill yet?" . . . Kate knew from the moment she was taken in the black car that her life would change. But she didn't forsee exactly how it would change. How could she? How could anyone? We're all in control our own fate, right? Well what if we aren't? What if none of this is real? What if you're being controlled from birth til death, but you have no clue about any of it? Is ignorance really bliss? Let's see how deep this rabbit hole goes. [[The Matrix Fanfiction]]

"Get out of here before I blow your brains out. I may have just killed my own parents, and I am not messing around. Who do you think you are, anyway?" "My name's Keanu. Keanu Reeves. I don't want any trouble. I just want to talk." An old apartment complex. Five currently known survivors. Approximately 7 billion of the undead. Ten bullets left. [80s Style Apocalypse AU]

This is a story about a musician and a bartender who fell in love. Now this is not your ordinary boy and girl romance. It is actually a gay love story. Two teenage boys that never met are locals from San Dimas. Meet Bill S Preston Esquire, a teenage dude with blonde curly hair who is in a band and plays guitar and Ted Theodore Logan, a clumsy dude by day but a most excellent bartender by night as they will come face to face but feel something that they have never felt before. Could it be friendship or possibly a romance getaway?

Imagine the life without Summer vacation. No road trips, no parties, no all-nighters, no chilling at home all day, no concert tours, no time travelling, NO FREEDOM!!!!! That's what happened to four locals at San Dimas when they realize Summer Vacation does not exist and they need to find out why. Join Bill S. Preston Esquire, a teen with a bit of smarts but wants to rock, Ted Theodore Logan, a teen with a huge heart but plans to rock with his excellent friend, Bill, Marilyn Guzman, a teen with the mind of arts but from the future of 2016, and Jack "Frost" Rivera, the look-alike myth of a winter spirit who's a teen DJ but is also from the future of 2016, as they must find out who erased the existence of Summer Vacation. As the four locals travel through time, they will meet familiar faces, make new enemies and will still Rock N' Roll. Will Summer be saved or will Summer be history?

Bill and Ted did win the Battle of The Bands, but techically was it future them. Now they have to live up to it, and manage to be excellent guitar players in 16 months. But during this time a lot happens, and they always have to remind themselves of the fact that their time is now no matter what have happened in the past or what will happen in the future.

"If you have any reason that these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace," My best friend is getting married. And it's not to me. [[Alex Winter fanfiction]]

"What if I forget?" "Then we'll always have that one last night in San Dimas." Bill S. Preston is being erased from time. He has a month to fix it. As time ticks down, he remembers less and less, until the only thing he has left is his worst memory. Amnesia sucks. But at least they'll have that one night. ...Dedicated to Alex Winter and Keanu Reeves...

An 80s Hogwarts AU. First of its kind that I've ever seen. Turns out being a wizard at Hogwarts holds much more than late night adventures and quidditch games. There is also danger, and the looming threat of Lord Voldemort's inevitable rise to power... This story follows a handful of students with contrasting backgrounds and ways of thinking as they unlock their true potential and join together to make it till the end of the school year.

Bill. S. Preston, Esquire, and Ted "Theodore" Logan are in a band. They're ready to take on the world. They've got the instruments, the song lyrics, and the stage presence to rival Iron Maiden. The only thing they don't have is, well, everything else. They need gigs, a stage, merchandise, album covers, wardrobe design.... They need a manager. They told me they needed me. [Cover by @staygoldphoenix]