Sometimes things leave footprints on the soul. After having a terrifying meltdown, Stiles is sent away for professional help. But when he returns to Beacon Hills, it's clear he didn't get the treatment he needed. It doesn't help that a certain Argent is back from the dead, raising hell and reminding everyone of the Argent they lost. Post-Nogitsune. Trigger Warnings. Language.

Stiles and Lydia go on a cross-country road trip to outrun the zombie apocalypse.

Sequel to Road Trip. Scott and Stiles survived being stalked by a man who hunts monsters more dangerous than werewolves. But this hunter doesn't give up hunts easily, especially when he's after rare prey and a True Alpha is rarest of them all. More dangerous yet is the monster they thought they'd killed who has a Vendetta to settle with Scott and Stiles.

Merlin has a tragic accident, leaving him unable to perform his duties as Arthur's manservant. Broken and feeling useless Arthur helps him back on the road to recovery. But will he ever be the Merlin he used to be, and will be ever be able to live up to his destiny? Merlin whump and BAMF!Merlin in later chapters.

It was a part of who he was. Merlin was just happy. Except he wasn't. WARNING: Contains implied self-harm, depression, and a rather unsatisfying ending

Merlin has always looked out for Arthur. Now it's Arthur's turn to look out for Merlin. Modern fic. Reincarnation. Gen, friendship.

Arthur keeps seeing Merlin die, only to turn around and find him very much alive. The constant slaughter of his best friend haunts him. Warnings for violence.

Merlin stared back at Arthur, confusion and a little bit of fear clouding his face, before whispering, "Who are you?" And just like that Arthur's heart dropped straight out of his chest.

The Sheriff and Chris Argent do their best impression of Scott and Stiles, except without the flailing (because they're too old to flail anymore).

By the time Arthur catches up, Merlin's been in enemy hands for three full days.

King Arthur is baffled when entire villages are suddenly reported empty. He sets out with his knights and faithful servant to investigate, but on the way, he finds what it means to lose a close friend, and faces horrors he has never before. Character whump level: *critical*

It's not the first lie that Merlin has told you. You pray that it won't be the last.

Merlin has been missing a month and now he is back, barely alive will Merlin survive his injuries? And has the torture he had to live through finally pushed him over the edge? No Slash, Darkish fic Lots of Whump.

Camelot is in danger once more. No one is spared from the mysterious nightmares plaguing their sleep and driving them mad, and Merlin and Arthur must stop the curse before the city tears itself apart in fear. No slash. Sequel to Frostbitten.

In the blink of an eye, Merlin goes from laughing in the halls of Camelot to lying on the ground, hurt and alone, in an unfamiliar, ruined castle. Now all he has to do is figure out what's happened.

Merlin is dying. T for sure. Angs and whump.

One second Merlin is shaking Arthur awake. The next he's on the floor with a improvised dagger in his back. And Arthur's feeling terrible. What did he do this time? No slash.

In which Merlin is bludgeoned, strangled, attacked, smothered, shot with glass, and tossed out a window, burned, whipped, stabbed, thrown down stairs, nearly drowned on dry land, and harpooned, and still manages to save Camelot from seven evil sorcerers.