souls

Where Johnny goes, the Devil follows; where Johnny goes, the Devil is already there.

"What could I want so desperately that would make me sell my soul? What could possibly compel me to surrender the part of myself that makes me who I am: the source of my magic, my self-control, everything?" Magic has been a part of Sherlock's life for as long as he can remember. Most people view his abilities with suspicion, their own power pale in comparison to what he can do. Jealous rumours dog his footsteps: accusations that he sold his soul in exchange for his talents. Then John Watson enters his life, all ease and acceptance, and Sherlock will do anything – will pay any price – to ensure nothing brings him to harm. Note: Please do not redistribute my fanfiction on other archives or sites such as goodreads or ebooks tree without my express permission. Thank you :)

You existed between time and space. You “existed” and at the same time did not. You knew what it was like to have nobody notice you and watch the world around you go by without you. You also knew what it was like to “exist”, to have others see you, speak...well scream at you, be aware of your presence. You preferred it when no one noticed you. Now that some monsters and one very determined human have noticed you...what now? The short skeleton in the blue hoodie and the human child in the the striped sweater seem to know. "Between Time and Space: the story that puts even the slowest burns to shame. It's chapter 30 and romance hasn't even been mentioned let alone thought of!" -RedeReindeer

Your lease was up, and you decided to check out an ad in the paper. Little did you know it would lead you to a house full of skeletons, introducing you to a bunch of new friends (and possibly more) and setting off plenty of antics. Now if only you could get those weird dreams to stop...

Solène Griffith, is not who people think. She keeps to herself because she does not belong here. Before her death, the world she lives in now was merely a show she watched on television. The promise she made to herself when she woke up in this world is quickly forgotten when Klaus Mikaelson shows up in front of her and shows an interest. Why as he not as scary as she thought he'd be? Clearly, this will be very self-indulgent, and characters will be OOC. You've been warned, so please move on if that's not your thing. It's crazy how I found myself back in this fandom. Watching for nostalgia, then needing fics about The Mikaelsons, and absolutely loving the poly Mikaelson stories. 10/10. Recs for more Poly Mikaelsons: Any story by vanghoegh, "Patisserie" by WickedlyEmma, and "Little Witch" by MotherMagdalene is Klaus/OFC/Kol, "Rowan Gilbert" series by Interested_Gurl is Elijah/OFC/Klaus (I believe), "Quenched" by SamFramcisco (Darker), "even if it kills you" by atlabeth, "Place to stay" by Kerakaali gives off Elijah/OFC/Klaus vibes, I totally recommend this one! I'm waiting on more updates for it. (:

The kyuubi had a secret. A splendid, delicious secret that it held close to its heart: Kushina and her lover had made a mistake.

"The people will all be dissolved into the waters. And only the Hydro Archon will remain, weeping on her throne." Which ending would have been better? For the prophecy to be fulfilled and for Furina to weep alone in her throne? Or is it when the people all turned on her resulting to a grander sense of solitude? In the end, when the curtain falls, she would still remain alone behind closed curtains. Her sins served in the palette and the people shall have the final feast. And as I watched the rolling credits, one thought remains: "Whatever shall she do now that the curtain has fallen?" ---------- Focalors had survived and fate had diverged itself to what was supposed to happen, fooling the ones on the heavens above. The true archon had returned and Furina was left confused on what she wanted to do in life, the shackles of being the actress remained etched on her heart. The dreams of their supposed fate began showing during her sleep, of Focalors dying struck by the guillotine and Furina living in happiness as a human and it left her even more confused than she already has. Follow Furina on her journey on learning who she is while having challenge that is called 'fate'.

In a world where everyone has a Dæmon, John Sheppard is born without one.(except it is much more complicated than that)

"Alex is this bad-ass motherfucker who totally does NOT have her shit together. She's snarky, kind of a bitch, and drinks a bit too much and ends up contemplating the thought of boning the small skeleton. Stuff goes down. You will laugh, cry and likely throw your fic-reading device of choice across the room. Enjoy!"Smut Chapters are marked with * and the actual smut scene in the chapter is always skippable!

Each step was unsteady as Zuko picked his way through the darkness, finding his footing uneven as if everything around him was shifting and moving. As if it were breathing beneath him. But it didn’t feel like he was inside a living thing. Not that he had any experience in being swallowed whole by giant fish monsters, but he expected it to probably be more….squishy. Foul smelling? Warmer? It felt ridiculously cold in his opinion. “You didn’t touch the white glowy ball, did you?” A voice that was far too familiar spoke up in the dark. He reared back with a grimace as the blue glow grew stronger like a spark igniting into a grand pyre. He recoiled and held his hands up, expecting an attack as if from Azula’s flame but when nothing came, he squinted at it and noticed it was vaguely human shaped. “The glowy ball?” His voice echoed. “You mean that orb of light?” “Zuko?!” The sound of shock was far too loud causing him to flinch as he recognized that voice for certain. “Water tribe.” Zuko grimaced. “What are you doing here?” “I went fishing.” The water tribe boy gave a dry laugh. “Normally I’m a master at catching fish but this time the fish caught me when the boat capsized in the storm.”

“...Dark red smears cover the face, thick congealed tendrils of blood and saliva hang down dripping onto your cheeks. The figure inhales deeply and it feels like your whole body is on fire, your eyesight flashes a blinding white. The pain is overwhelming, your mind hurtles toward darkness. A moment more and then it comes; sweet, bliss-filled, darkness.” Follow along as you unlock the mysteries behind the Bangtan Corporation. Your soul may be worth more than you'd ever imagine. BTS[AU]This is Part 1 of my Souls of Seoul series.Part 2 is finally here! Souls of Seoul: The Rise and Fall This AU is completely fictional based, all of my own ideas.I've created unique beings and have spun my own web of lore.Please feel free to ask any questions :)

[TEMPORARY HIATUS but will return soon!] In this story, you will get to read about the sexual escapades and trials/tribulations between StormXros and his beautiful wife Sapphire as they go through many, many hardships together. Including but not limited to; Sapphires' sexual flare-ups and the needy boys she lives with, magical mishaps of the highest variety, kidnappings(?), the job that Xros hates, but worst of all; getting up on some kind of time, truly the scariest threat of mankind! Numerous characters will be introduced to them in their day-to-day life and they may join in on the fun. We'll suck, fuck, bite, fight, laugh and cry during this crazy, noisy adventure of ours! Note: Some of the tags may solely be for the referencing purposes but I might include a character or two from a different franchise if you want me to/ if I feel like it. I am serious about having some other folks show up so just bear with me when I say those tags aren't entirely for show. Broke 4200 hits! Glad there are so many horny folks around these parts. Thx! On principle, I must say... Nice!Damn it I missed the double 69's!Sponsored by MILF, it does the body good!

Raven daemons are rumoured to be bad luck. Sam Winchester is beginning to suspect that everyone who’s ever shunned him might have been onto something, because someone up there has definitely got it in for him. Between a trickster, a mysterious ally, soulless angels and rumours of an apocalypse that seems to have everyone confused, Sam’s life certainly isn’t getting any simpler.

Soul or not, Sam was not ok, and that burning, glowing ball looked like it was about to rip his body apart. * Death is ready to put Sam's soul back, but Dean might not be. And though sending Sam's soul to Heaven instead of back in his body leaves Dean with a still soulless brother, it may end up winning Cas his war.

He will always be the man who bleeds himself into happiness. ((dean hates himself and castiel is sent to renew his hope))

Makoto Kita is just your average 16 year old high school girl. Well except the fact that she comes from a family of Demon Hunters. Join Mako as she journeys with Team Urameshi through all their misadventures. (Will be following the anime)(Doing all of this from my phone because my computer doesn't work)