After a visit from Adam ends with an upgraded computer and a blogging profile, Aziraphale is soon talking with someone who seems to be in the same predicament his own heart is in. What will happen when he realizes just how much this person relates to his situation? What will be said? Will it all work out?

John doesn't mind being a teacher or being a single father. However, his friends and family try everything they can to set him up with any possible suitor. When a Mr. Hamilton begins teaching just down the hall, John's world spins like a globe, and faculty and students alike work to get them together. A modern Lams AU in which two people have chemistry, yet don't teach that class.

Alex, John, Herc and Laf have been roommates and best friends for a long time. What happens when romances start to bloom? Lams & Mulligette. Modern Times. Rated T but no smut

When Alex runs away from his 7th foster house, he turns to the streets. When he is found by a police officer and sent to another house, how will he get on with the Washingtons and their foster son Lafayette? And will they accept him for who he is, or try to change him and make him a perfect child? This is my first story so please try it. Should update weekly :)

After losing a heated debate with Hamilton, Jefferson goes to he only person who can calm him down. Modern AU, because we need more of those!

Alexander Hamilton isn't bothered by much. He isn't bothered that he'll probably never see color. But when everything seems to change all because of a few strangers, he finds himself asking if he can handle the risk of letting others into his life. (Soulmate AU)

Water is not cleansing, because it is not worth anything. Water is a resource that no one cares about. People do what they want with water. To clean herself, she would have to spill blood. And if she couldn't kill people... That meant there was only one thing left for her to kill.

An alternate universe of Sherlock in adolescence... maybe?

Blood is so red, tears may be blue, Sherlock is dead, John wants to be too. /Poems/

Written for a Johnlock dancing prompt.

A Johnlock tale :)

Because Sherlock Holmes does not get sick. He never gets sick. He does not have time to be sick, and besides, John is obviously overreacting. Fluff, whump and a teeny bit of humor. Easily interpreted as platonic or romantic Johnlock, whichever you fancy.

A short poem through the eyes of John Watson after he lost his Sherlock Holmes. Because some things we only miss when we lose them.

Months after John Watson is invalided back from Afghanistan he meets a stranger on a train: one that can read his military career in his face and leg and his brother's drinking habits in his mobile phone. Then, years earlier, he meets him again.

John and Sherlock have a fight. Sherlock apologizes...

Perfection is achieved by two flawed, broken men. Angst.

Sherlock finds himself in a position where he needs to help John. Requested fic. John/Sherlock established relationship.