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He’s completely drenched, not one millimetre of him not covered in rain, and the old sheepskin cover over the seat is probably going to stink afterwards from the damp. But even with what seems to be a constant tremor shaking his body, brown hair plastered to his forehead, and a blue tinge to his skin, he’s still probably the most gorgeous person that Harry has ever seen. Or, Harry picks up a hitchhiker in Oxford, and it's a long ride to Glasgow.

“Many travelers feel nervous about accepting rides for the same reason,” Hannibal says. “There is uncertainty on both sides of the equation. I have no way of knowing if you’re dangerous, just as you have no way of knowing if I’m, say–” He hesitates, licking his lips, and pushes the envelope. “A serial killer, for example.” Will snorts his laughter, shifting to tuck his hands under his arms. “Come on,” he says, turning his head to look over at Hannibal. “The chances of two serial killers being in one car would be astronomical.” Inspired by the tweet. You know the one.With accompanying soundtrack.

Derek huffs, arching one eyebrow. "I'm not a fugitive." "You look like a fugitive," Stiles insists, practically beaming. "Maybe you should start wearing cardigans." In which Stiles is a hitchhiker and Derek a runaway whose paths cross at a gas station in the California desert.

Sequel to A Monster Worse Than Any Nightmare. Dean has been on his own for ten months, dealing with the way his life now is on his own. There is one person that might have information that can help him, at least he hopes. Extremely Dark, sad and twisted story so reader beware.

“Oh no, you caught me! I’m secretly a serial killer wanted in every province! I hitchhike and kill all of the nice people who help a poor guy out in his time of need.” Oh the irony. What he didn’t expect was for Bakugou’s full attention to turn to him, similarly amused by Izuku’s ‘confession’. His tone was flat, but the taunting wasn’t lost as he switched the station of the radio to something else. “Well what would be the chances of two serial killers in one car? I, too, pick up innocent hitchhikers and kill them for being careless idiots.”

Harry picks up a stranded Dean off the side of a road, they find themselves drawn to one another for a magical one night stand. Four years later, Harry runs into Dean, and Dean sees the consequences of that night.

It was clear that he had a god complex, he wanted to rule the world. He would have you next to him or at his feet and he didn't mind the latter so much, not at all actually. But it was clear to you that he would tear down the sky to have you. You… You were still a prisoner. Hello darlings this fic is on hiatus as I'm moving countries and it'll take some time to get settled. I cannot stress this enough that I really want to finish this fic at some point so thank you for your patience!!

Stiles frowned as a person started to come into sight at the side of the road. A hitchhiker? Surely not.

Over at mfu_canteen, spikesgirl58 asked the question: "So anyone have any good ghost stories?" - Well of course!