It's the end of all monsters, and the beginning of a new world. While Sam tries to adjust and find a way to live with a woman who doesn't seem to like him very much, Dean has to come to terms with the fact Cas left him - again.
Luckily, a gruesome murder in an isolated school gives them both something else to think about - until it doesn't.
Dean Winchester has everything. He’s got a great house, a steady job, a beautiful car, a loyal best friend, and (most importantly) an abundance of great advice. He wants nothing more than for everybody else in his life to know what it feels like to be as happy as he is.
After successfully seeing his brother Sam married off to Eileen Leahy, Dean turns his attention to his newest friend: Charlie Bradbury. Despite his best friend Cas’s apprehensions, Dean does his best to improve her life. Thing is, none of his attempts at matchmaking seem to work. In fact, Dean’s carefully laid plans for Charlie (and for himself) quickly start to fall apart. Why is Charlie so oblivious? And why is Dean so upset when Cas’s ex returns to town?
Dean’s got a lot to learn about his family and friends, but mostly, he’s got a lot to learn about himself.
Dean was a grumpy tiny Alpha Cecaelia. When he was captured, he was sure his life was over. Until a leather clad human ‘saved’ him.
"What if the reason a song gets stuck in your head is your soulmate is singing it wherever they are?" In a world where your soulmate could start singing to you at any place and any time, Dean begins to get a bit... Frustrated. He won't rest until his soulmate is found! But first, coffee!
It was Dean Winchester's junior year in high school, and according to him; his life was in order like ducks in a line. He's gotten the lead role of every school musical, and he's the best damn clarinet player on the marching band. He's a bit of a geek— yeah, but he's respected by the football team. They've got no choice but to respect him when he's got the most popular girl in school on his arm. However, his life as he knows it is coming to a halt when a thin pink piece of plastic read in emboldened words, "Pregnant."
He'd spent his whole life passing as a beta, but all that changed at Band Camp. After an alcohol fueled night with his teacher, Mr. Novak, they ended up with the two of them bonded and expecting.
It’s 1763 and alpha Dean Winchester thought that his life as a smuggler was about as exciting and unpredictable as it could possibly get. But that was before he met the captivating and mysterious Castiel. Dean finds the beautiful young omega pregnant and alone on the streets of Charleston one fateful June night. He won’t talk about his past but Dean’s not too worried about that. What he’s really concerned about is doing whatever he can to ensure that Cas will allow Dean to be a part of his future.
Dean Winchester is a Preacher, from a long line of Preachers. He believes unreservedly in The Revelation of The End Times; he sees the evidence of its truth in the desolate dying world all around him every day. The End is coming. It is unstoppable. Humankind’s destiny is a foregone conclusion.
And then a Hunter arrives at Dean’s Church and asks him a frightening question: What if the future isn’t set? What if The End of Days can be stopped?
The Hunter’s name is Sam and he speaks Heresy. But he also knows Dean far better than any stranger should, and Dean quickly finds himself captivated by the man’s vision of a better future.
And so begins an epic quest across the Badlands: a quest for knowledge and truth; a quest for freedom; and, ultimately, a quest for humanity’s very existence.
Dean and Jimmy go shopping for wedding ties. Jimmy just wants to get this over with and leave, until an untoward salesman starts flirting with his husband-to-be.
Two years ago, Dean walked away from Castiel after discovering his biggest secret—that he’s a witch. Since then, Dean’s spent his days hunting alone, filling the emptiness inside with sex, booze, and the next case.
When he gets a desperate call for help from Castiel, Dean doesn’t hesitate to go. But things in the small Maine town aren’t what they seem, especially when he comes face to face with Castiel, who insists he wasn’t the one to place the call.
Dean’s been given an opportunity to fix his past mistakes, but it means working alongside a very bitter Castiel, and Benny, a local deputy with knowledge of the supernatural, to figure out what’s plaguing Newport and why it all seems fixated around Castiel.
Tony runs a safe haven for omegas under the guise of the only business an Omega can legally own... a brothel. Tony has managed to turn it into a school and hospital and everything else an omega can need, The law is starting to breathe down his neck about the rumours that it's not just a brothel and are trying any way they can to get him to close down shop. Tony has been battling to keep his doors open and himself and other omegas safe for years and it's starting to get to him.
Steve, Bucky, and the rest of the avenger's pack find themselves in need of help when Clint gets gravely injured. They find their way to Tony's brothel. The pack takes it upon themselves to help Tony and the others keep the place up and running. Steve and Bucky never expected to be so drawn to the fisty omega who would rip himself apart to save others but now that they are they need to win him over.
Summary: Corvin wakes up. She’s a cat now. A big, fluffy cat with no idea how it happened or why. She thought things were crazy with just that, but then she meets a familiar face under a different name and things get even crazier.
In which a modern-girl falls into the Marvel Universe and is shifted into a cat. Bumps into Tony Stark and decided to follow him home because he's a magnet for trouble and she had a bleeding heart and a low-key-hero-worship-hard-on for Iron Man.
Some mythological/magical bullshit happens later, but Marvel was already full of that before she got there, totally not her fault.
And there it is the question he really didn't want to answer. He didn't know what to say Pepper didn't tell him if they were making it public yet but Steve was still his friend right ?
“Pregnant ?” Steve smiled brightly as Tony sighed and raked his hair smiling nervously. Because the easy answer was yes.
Tony fits the gauntlet over his hand; takes a moment to think over just what he's about to do. And snaps.
When he comes to himself, he's in his workshop at Stark Tower. This world isn't all that different from his own, really.
Only, the Tony Stark of this world isn't here. He isn't anywhere, inventing, piloting the suit, living.
From Odin's throne, Loki organizes the universe in a mad dash to prepare for Thanos's arrival. The last place he looks is to the young realm of Midgard hoping that if they aren't ready at least they can be helpful some way.... What he doesn't expect is to find a divide so great between the once Avengers, that he has a hard time deciding what to do about it.
With the quantifiable 'Prince of Midgard' Tony Stark on the verge of death following the 'Civil War', Loki has to make a choice.
Fandoms: Marvel Cinematic Universe, The Avengers (Marvel Movies), Iron Man (Movies), Captain America (Movies), Marvel
Post-CACW. Now though, he just wanted to sleep, to numb himself and sleep until he felt better, even if he didn’t deserve to feel better, not when Rhodey couldn’t walk, might never walk again thanks to him and the baby they hastily took out of him was somewhere in the very hospital he was lying in, fighting for their life.
Alternatively, learning to live in the aftermath of tragedy and how Tony Stark surrounds himself with family.
The Chitauri think that Tony has potential. He’s strong and resilient, incredibly clever and resourceful, and potentially so useful. Plans change. An ambush is planned when no one was paying close enough attention.
When Ochako isn't training with her trainer, she's at her local ice rink practicing or trying to have fun. Recently, she's noticed she has a fan. A green haired boy around her age has been watching her skate for a while now. Today, she's going to talk to him.
Stiles leans against the shaking machine and stares blankly at the book in his hands. He doesn’t remember the last time he had a real meal. He pushes his glasses back up his nose and tries to use the sounds of an empty laundromat to motivate him to read more. He’d managed to reanimate a corpse but the spell had worn off too quickly to test the Kerastes venom properly. He had to get this right soon, he was bound to get caught sneaking around the local graveyards, until he had his research approved he would be in danger of being caught and charged with a felony.
“Maybe if I add more of-”Stiles stopped mumbling out loud when he heard the door open and someone step into the once empty room.
It starts with a mission about dragons and escalates from there. Tony never thought he was a father figure, but is quickly proved wrong by one wizard and his muggle cousin.
SuperFamily fic in which Tony and Steve are so going to adopt Harry Potter and Dudley Dursley, and maybe get hitched along the way.
After a date with Catherine ends badly, Steve takes Danny to the same restaurant and has a much better time. This is a story about Steve figuring out what he wants and how to get it.
On a Night as Warm as Sin - vogue91 - Notre-Dame de Paris - Cocciante/Plamondon [Archive of Our Own]
<a href="http://archiveofourown.org/works/3282962"><strong>The Past is Present</strong></a> (133986 words) by <a href="http://archiveofourown.org/users/eeminxs"><strong>eeminxs</strong></a><br />Chapters: 57/57<br />Fandom: <a href="http://archiveofourown.org/tags/Emergency!">Emergency!</a><br />Rating: General Audiences<br />Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply<br />Characters: Johnny Gage, Roy DeSoto, Dixie McCall, Joe Early, Kelly Brackett, Joanne DeSoto, Chris DeSoto, Jennifer DeSoto, Hank Stanley, Mike Stoker, Marco Lopez, Chet Kelly<br />Additional Tags: Family, Drama, Medical Trauma, Medical Conditions, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Emotional Roller Coaster, Emotional Hurt/Comfort, Friendship, Major Character Injury, POV Multiple, Mental Health Issues<br />Summary: <p>Just as their captain's exam results come out, Johnny is blown through a garage during a fire, causing major head trauma. The results of the head trauma pushes everyone to their limits as they find out more about Johnny's past and end up coping with more side effects than anyone could have ever imagined. The only question will be: can those directly involved with Johnny's life handle the revelations and changes? How will everyone cope with the situation and what will happen with Johnny if the effects never go away?<br />All honest reviews welcomed!<br />I finally redid the ending as I have been wishing to do so for so long. I promise no more changes!</p><p>Also posted on ff.com.</p>
Just as their captain's exam results come out, Johnny is blown through a garage during a fire, causing major head trauma. The results of the head trauma pushes everyone to their limits as they find out more about Johnny's past and end up coping with more side effects than anyone could have ever imagined. The only question will be: can those directly involved with Johnny's life handle the revelations and changes? How will everyone cope with the situation and what will happen with Johnny if the effects never go away?
Disclaimer: "Emergency!" and their characters are copyrighted by Mark VII Productions, Inc. as well Universal Studios. All rights are reserved - no infringement of any copyrights or trademarks is intended from the show or other items. Medical information, show facts, and character background are based on research and used to the best of my ability. This is a work of fiction, and any similarity to actual persons and/or events is purely coincidental. This story is only written for entertainment purposes. No financial gain is being realized from it. The story, itself is property of the author.
Spinning the blonde hair, blue eyed girl around, he laughed at the way she clung to him after he let her down. She too was giggling, despite being still dizzy from her ride. Even at ten years old, Jenny still had the same sense of fun she seemed to have when he first began coming around the DeSoto's house. It was amazing how time flew; it seemed like just yesterday when Roy invited him to meet his wife Joanne, his one and a half year old son Christopher, and 3 month old daughter Jennifer. It was hard to accept at first that Roy and Joanne actually grew to quickly like him. In fact, with his background, it hard to accept that anyone would like him, let alone basically adopt him into their family like the DeSoto's had done over the time he and Roy were training to become paramedics.
The two of them reminded them so much of his parents; they had seemed to fall more in love with each other every year they were married and that love was extended towards their family and friends. The two of them were there for their kids, teaching them what they felt was important such as what Roy considered basic first aid. Those basics went on to include camping, fishing, cooking, simple sewing and more.
Somehow, over the ten years they had been partners, he had become a brother to both Joanne and Roy, as well as an uncle to Chris and Jennifer. The DeSoto's included him in so many of their family activities that at times, it was astounding how comfortable he was around them. For the first time since Johnny had lost his parents, he felt he found somewhere he was not only welcomed and somewhere he belonged, but somewhere where he felt loved.
Growing up near a reservation, it was hard to fit in being a "half-breed". Too white for some and too red for the others, he never made lasting friends during the first twelve years of his life. Instead, Johnny just seemed to spend most of his time trying to stay out of the way of everyone, kids and adults, as they seemed to feel justified in bullying him and targeting him. The kids would go out of their way to exclude them. The adults on the other hand, seemed to feel he would wind up as 'just another drunk Injun' and despite receiving fairly good grades, the teachers seemed to ignore the slurs of the other kids and occasion beating he would receive from them. It wasn't as if he was the only one to get picked on, it just seemed as though if there was a choice, the kids tended to choose him over others. The teachers also didn't seem to care much if he needed help with his homework.
Since no other schools were around for younger kids, he was forced to attend the local reservation school and at that time, many teachers didn't want to be there and had the same attitude: why educate kids who would grow up to become problems on society? Those who genuinely did seem to want to be there were scarce; anytime they did try to help out, the pressure from other teachers and those above them would just make things worse in the end for the kids so the kind teachers would just stop trying, if not leave altogether.
Johnny knew that at the end of the day, no matter how bad it may have gone, his mom would be there waiting for him to walk him home. It was quite of a walk home, especially for a young boy, but even in the cold Oklahoma winters, he didn't mind. The nearly 30 minute walk home with his mom was time with just the two of them before his dad came home from work where they could talk about anything. For a young, hyperactive Johnny, a lot was talked about every weekday.
The talks would wind down as they arrived home. He would sit at the kitchen table to do his homework from school, or if nothing was assigned, to go over the lessons that was taught that day. Johnny's parents were both in firm agreement that despite the level of education quality, he would be given the best possible chances they could give him in life.
Johnny was quick to finish his work before his dad got home, knowing that after the family meal he would be rewarded. His dad had an immense pleasure teaching his pastime favorite game of checkers to both his mom and him. Almost every night before bed, the three of them would gather around the fireplace where his mom or dad would tell him stories of their childhood or how they met before sending him off to bed with a tale from his mom's Indian culture.
For Johnny, weekends were even more special as that was when mom taught his dad and him even more about how she grew up-her culture, what it meant, how to speak the language, how her father taught her to track despite it being a 'man's job'. He and his dad would try to learn some of the native language that she remembered hearing as a child. All three of them would have fun trying to figure out the steps to the traditional dances her mother and father taught her. Often, nothing would be memorized as Johnny and his father would end up falling over their own feet, making all three of laugh until they couldn't catch their breath. It was these nights and weekends that Johnny took with him to school every time, knowing they would get him through any difficult moments.
The love the two of his parents held for each other seemed to grow each year that they were together. They had been together for a year before marrying. His dad said that although his father and mother weren't happy about it, both did support his decision. Shortly before he was born, however, both passed away within months of one another due to a flu epidemic. Johnny knew that his mom's parents were also no longer around; she had lost them when she was eighteen, just about six months before meeting his dad. A year after that, Johnny was born and his dad made sure to remind Johnny that older his sister would have loved him almost as much as his parents did if she knew about him. This was always stated with a tone of sadness as the two of them had lost touch almost four years into the Gage's marriage. It wasn't something that either of them had planned, it was simply what happened between her following her husband around the country while he served his country in the military.
Shaking his head to free himself from his memories, Johnny gazed upon Jenny and was once again amazed at how much he loved this little girl. No, a young lady, he corrected himself. Despite the young, carefree and fun-filled exuberance she held, Jenny still seemed to be more mature and perspective that rivaled her age. Her brother Chris, was the same way, although he had more restraint and acted more like his father. If anything, Jenny took after Joanne and Chris took after their father. Chris was even looking more and more like his father all the time as his once light blonde hair darkened slightly every year. Johnny felt a sense of warmth and belonging flow through him as he thought about how much he was a part of this family.
Sure, his aunt was good to him after taking him in, but after his parents died when he was younger, he never seemed to be part of a family again until the DeSoto's took him in. With his aunt, it was just her and her husband; she had spent the first fourteen months nursing her terminally ill husband. The next year was spent fighting to get over the loss of her husband and although she said she loved Johnny dearly, he quickly learned to be independent and never quite felt like part of a family. Now, with his aunt living in New Mexico and nearing 70, he was thankful to at least have some semblance of a family around, even if they weren't related by blood.
To finally have a family again, was welcoming, if not scary. Seeing Chris running towards him, Johnny grinned.
Despite the scary, awkward, what-the-heck-do-I-do, no-clue moments, it is so worth it! Plus, it is always fun spoiling them rotten, Johnny admitted.
"It's just that there are so many girls here! I am just so glad there is finally someone cool to hang 'round, Uncle Johnny."
Shaking his head yes, Chris lead the way in while Jenny almost dragged Johnny forward by his hand. Walking in, Johnny saw Roy watching Jo in the kitchen in amusement. Telling Jenny and Chris he would be outside shortly, he approached Roy.
"I know," Roy confirmed, shrugging his shoulders. "I don't know what to do so I figure standing here is the safest thing to do."
"True," Johnny nodded. "Wait, Chris said something about a bunch of girls… If Jenny's friends are already here, does that mean you have a dozen kids unsupervised? Or am I just late?"
"Late," Roy tried glaring at him menacingly and failed miserably. He figured being late this time was a smart move. Eight pre-teen girls, plus his own two, plus the other guys from the firehouse where he and Johnny worked made up for an interesting combination. Considering how Chet often acted with his pranks, he defiantly could be considered the last kid, rounding the number up to an even dozen.
"I need more ice cream! How could I forget how much is needed? Between the younger kids and bigger ones, we will go through a ton! How on earth?! Roy, you were supposed to remind me!" Jo exclaimed.
"Let me guess, our crew is the big kids," Johnny murmured to Roy. Seeing the affirming nod, he decided it might be best to take the attention off his best friend. "Calm down now. You and Roy just go outside, get the games started. I'll just run to the store real quick and pick up some, okay?" Johnny took control of the situation. One thing he did not want to deal with was a panicking female, especially if it was Joanne.
"Nope, just a sanity saver for Roy," he grinned and then ducked out of the way as she swatted at him. "I think I'll be leaving now…"
"Roy!" Jo put her hands on her hips, smiling slightly as she glared at him. "Now, what is that supposed to mean buster?"
With those words, Johnny slipped out the front door, hurrying to get escape before he could get Roy in any more trouble. And if Roy got in trouble, it would be a sure bet that sooner than later, he'd end up having to deal with the fallout.