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Set at the end of season 2, Gerard beats Stiles up, but it's a lot worse than anyone knows. The pack let him down, that's not really a surprise lately. When Danny finds Stiles nearly bleeding to death the next day it's the start of a beautiful friendship. Can the pack make amends before it's too late? Will Stiles ever forgive them for not being there for him when he needed them the most? SAME FIC JUST SPLIT INTO SHORTER CHAPTERS!!!

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Harry lives in ignorance of the forces his mother had called upon to protect him until, at eleven, he is forced to make a deal with a demoness to survive. When she returns to collect her payment seven years later, he turns the tables on her.

Sammy has always been a farm hand slave tasked with taking care of the sexual needs of the animals, right? This is an anthology where each chapter is a new filthy story with the connective tissue of the Trickster, Gabriel.

When Lucifer orders the demons back to Hell, he sends ALL the demons back. And a certain Serpent of Eden would really just like to get back to his love and life in Soho. But Lucifer has other plans for the demon who botched the apocalypse. Set immediately following the finale of season 4 of Lucifer, and twenty years after the book version of Good Omens.

Crowley winced and turned around. He squinted at the King of Hell and his two-day stubble and expensive suit and bloody audacity. His Hell-trained survival instincts really didn’t like this. That ancient part of him who’s known this man-shaped being since he was a hatchling filed away his escape plan for later, however. Or: Crowley and Lucifer are siblings, and sure, they’re not exactly on speaking terms now, but that doesn’t stop Lucifer from knocking on Crowley and Aziraphale’s door on a Sunday morning, asking for help. Needless to say, it doesn’t go exactly as planned… [Or or: on relationships, the Throne of Hell, absolution, and the universe's most dysfunctional family—maybe—coming to senses.]

Instead of flying away with Chloe, the bullets, and thus the cards, fall differently for Lucifer and the Detective. Trapped and fearing for the Detective's life, the Devil threatens to do all he can to send Hell to Cain. Pierce realizes his best chance of living out the rest of his days is to keep Lucifer imprisoned and vulnerable. While their friends desperately search for them, Cain seeks to keep the two locked away. Forever. Keeping a clever detective and the Devil caged, however, is no easy feat. Meanwhile, Chloe and Lucifer are more vulnerable than ever, and forced to face some uncomfortable truths about their relationship while still trying to assure they both survive.

When Dan gets shot at a crime scene, Lucifer is left with only few choices.The ones he makes have more consequences than he'd like and he finds himself juggling his twin brother, his relationship with Chloe and a reluctant friendship with Dan all at once.

Harry stops pouting, but his frown is still fixed in place. “Are you sure?” he asks. “You know it’s your soul you’re signing away.” He sounds…sad? No, that’s not right, but there’s something. Christ. This is the most incompetent demon Louis’ ever met. If he hadn’t seen the red of his eyes he wouldn’t believe he was a demon at all. How’d he get this job if he isn’t trying to convince Louis to deal? Or is it just another trick? A ploy for sympathy? “I’m sure,” Louis says. “Come over here and kiss me.” * Supernatural AU. Louis hunts demons; Harry's the strangest demon he's ever met, and he keeps fucking meeting him.

The Sinnerman's legacy lives on in the LAPD as a new street drug is tied to a string of heinous murders. While Lucifer and Chloe struggle to solve the mystery plaguing Los Angeles, they discover they're stronger together than apart. In Hell, Cain climbs his way to the top.

Harry Styles lives alone. He has two best friends, Liam and Niall. He works in a bakery four days a week. But the other three days, if he isn't hanging out with his friends, then he’s hiding his secret. He loves to pretend to be a baby. He loves sucking on pacifiers, and wearing diapers. He loves to shove a dildo in his ass and put on a diaper and come in them. It turns him on like nothing else to be like this. But on occasion he just likes to sleep in his diaper for comfort. And what he imagines is having a daddy to look after him, and treat him like the baby he wants to be. And a nearby demon named Louis takes interest in him, and decides to take him and have him all for his self, and do just as Harry imagines. Tags will be added as the story moves along!

It was normal for Blitzo, the boss of I.M.P to disappear at times for a few days. Often it was because he was doing some crazy thing that usually involved trouble. So the employees of the company didn't pay much attention to it and only planned on yelling him when he returned. However, nine days of not seeing their boss was starting to make the group worry that something had happened to him. Those worries are founded when a call comes in with a simple sentence that changes everything: "I have your boss." (Based on the Blitzo is kidnapped Instagram event, but with a few changes to make it more serious. First Helluva Boss fanfic) Has a TV Tropes Page, feel free to Help Fill It Out: https://tvtropes.org/pmwiki/pmwiki.php/FanFic/SavingBlitzo Sequel, Healing Blitzo, is out!

he re-reads the instructions, mouthing it silently. he doesn’t think he’s made a mistake. he’s gotten all of it right. he takes a deep breath, then looks over the summoning circle hes made, in the depths of an abandoned house he found. candles give off a dim light, shining on the dark red liquid that’s sloshing around in the bowl tubbo is holding. he tosses the bowl into the circle, watching the contents spill, and starts chanting, chanting until his voice is raw and scratchy. just when he thinks it won’t work, that he’s done something wrong, something echoes through the house. he falters in his words, seeing the circle he messily drew out of cheap chalk start to glow. then, someone- no, something comes out of it. I AM THE DEMON OF WAR, OF DEATHS, OF PARENTS WHO CRY FOR THEIR CHILDREN IN THE MIDST OF BATTLE, OF THE BLOOD THAT IS SHED WHEN HEROES FIGHT. SPEAK, MORTAL. WHAT DO YOU REQUIRE FRO- “a friend.” tubbo interrupts, watching it. it pauses. WHAT? Tubbo wants friends, and summons the SBI. Chaos ensues. also, schlatt is hunting him down. I wonder what that’s about.

An answer to a question you wouldn't think to ask is yes, there are postal offices in Hell. You would know, you fell into one when you got there. Now, after being tricked into signing a deal with the man who owns it you are now an eternal employee of that very same postal office. Now, how likely would it be that you will eventually be sent off to deliver a letter to one of the most dangerous individuals in Hell? Short answer, much more likely than you had anticipated. Long answer, would be this story. [Reader uses They/Them]

Have you ever had dirty thoughts about Jensen Ackles and/or Dean Winchester? Of course you fucking have. And, to make shameless use of an SPN Family hashtag, #YouAreNotAlone. This fic is basically intended to be an Ackleholics Anonymous community: a safe space for all of our confessions. The idea is that each confession will inspire a one-shot (all to be posted as unrelated chapters), so that we can collectively indulge in all these filthy fantasies. Any and all confessions are welcome, whether sweet and fluffy, or just plain filthy smutty. Scenes can range from softcore and vanilla, to sinfully kinky and fucked up. So if you've ever had a dirty thought about this drop-dead gorgeous sex god... come on in and join the club ;)

“And you’re just … giving it to me?” “Is generosity so foreign to you, that you would question it so openly?” His head tilts to the side once again, neck seeming to stretch to a far too inhuman angle whilst the demon awaits your response. “I didn’t take you for the generous type” - - - - - - - - - - - - - Falling face first into the annual cleanse isn't exactly 'fun', finding out you're dead? Even less so. But as you settle in to the afterlife something nags at the back of your mind ... The nuisance? The Radio Demon. Incessant on making your afterlife in Hell an absolute nightmare, you are sure he is just pushing until he sees you finally break. Love, death (duh), and the maddening presence of the most formidable demon in Hell ~ madness is sure to ensue!

Detective Chloe Decker has a one night stand with the Devil and nine months later she is graced with an angel. Fast forward six years and the Devil is back in the picture. Is it a coincidence? Or is it all part of God’s plan?

"I never could fathom how you loved someone that was three-quarters demon, a skilled murderer, brutal and barbaric, but I think I do now. There’s something trustworthy about him. Something… kind.”

One snowy winter in the forest, a human found an Imp as a baby, and is named Blitzo, Blitz for short. Raised by a circus his family started, he travels and become a performer. when he meet other demons like him and part of a murder profession, Blitz's life begins to change as he learns about his demon self.

Cas never expected to live through Dean's last plan. Now, he's not only alive, he's in the past--before Dean went to Hell, before he made the deal at all. Can a fallen angel and a couple of hunters change the future by altering the past?

Sam time travels from the end of Swan Song to midway through No Rest for the Wicked. Ain’t nobody’s plans left intact. He opens his eyes. Uncurls, glances at the candles, the symbols. “Ruby,” he murmurs. Smiles slowly. Resumes the ritual.