For some reason, a team of superheroes and supervillans made their civilian life in two Red and Blue color coded gas stations. As if they had all been drawn there by an unknown force. Of course, the two sides had no inkling of an idea that the other gas station was home to what they considered to be their nemesis.

York finds he's not the only one suffering from Carolina's death; her greatest rival never stopped blaming herself for it.

This fic follows Agent New Hampshire as she crawls her way to recovery after the crash of Project Freelancer. And just when she thinks she's getting better she's pulled into the war of Chorus by a group of Mercenaries she'd rather not argue with.

A SIOC Soulmate Story, but with a twist. 'Boss' meets his soulmate, in the worst conditions possible. But, since he's the leader of the idiots, he will have to tell his soulmate how he got into his current position and situation. "Screw Chaos Theory. It's just something for the paranoid nerds." "Weirdest leader ever. Of all time." "Amen to that."

Private Steve Walker was shipped out to Blood Gulch to Blue base. How will this soldier fair as he's taken on a massive journey from a box canyon to all across the galaxy? How will he deal with AIs, freelancers, random shenanigans, and random bullshittery?

set 16 years after A Cobalt Soldier: A Second Chance, Church has left but what will happen when the Crew of the Excalibur want him back?

Grif doesn't feel like he deserves to live, not if it means Simmons has to be a cyborg. *self-harm*

Remnants of fragments, all collected and pieced together. Omicron is not like the Alpha Fragmnets. She is an entirely new AI born of the life left behind by the others. You might consider her, Church's daughter.

Before there was Red vs Blue, there was Project Freelancer. And BOY did the Freelancers get fucked over, now most of them are dead. But death isn't the end for them, instead they are going to... watch a bunch of videos?

Project freelancer was a dangerous operation, and the mortality rate left the freelancers as cold individuals. Can they find a way to form meaningful relationships despite them probably dying tomorrow? This story will just be a place for me to write my own narrative of what happened during PFL

个人存档，Washlina模型垃圾车，虽然打了M级但是没有上垒，因为我不会写:P我这辈子就只会写调情了【逃】莫得文笔全是问题C姐ooc得我都看不下去了，我还是回去填DakotasxWashlina吧

Two mortals enemies. One broken by war, the other swallowed by regrets. Both of them unable to move on from their painful past. One fateful encounter... Secrets... Unadmitted love... Will these two restless souls be able to find peace and the affection they so desperately crave for?

A secret branch working under the UNSC is helping to create a warrior to participate in the Great War. But when she decides to take things into her own hands, she works to take down the vary creator that made her into the monster she is. Later partnering up with Project Freelancer, she takes up a strange friendship and works to become better than everyone else.

Out of fifty individuals chosen for the Freelancer Project, very few have stories you know. It's about time that you learn about some of the others who dedicated their lives, and more, for the Director and his greater good. [Revisited Fic from 2015]

This story tehnically an original story and not a fic but I felt like I needed to publish it somewhere so here we are. Based on not-so-pleasant experiences on tumblr.

Cerri Vane and Rose Kent have been best friends since high school; similar in minor ways and different in many others. Though a strange force is lurking over them, both question their sanity when finding themselves trapped inside an idiot-filled, but dangerous, new and unfamiliar world. Above all else terrifying out to get them, they'll also have to avoid Donut's apple crumble.

When a shipment of pillows arrives on Chorus, Doc unintentionally gives Donut the idea for a pillow fight. Or his version of a pillow fight, which is sneaking up on his friends and ambushing them with pillows. Second in my RvB Platonic Soulmate AU series. Cross-posted on Ao3.

Alley was your normal type of person, her parents would fight all the time while she was growing up which really put her in a dark place and when she was heading to the arcade for her birthday, she started to play a new virtual reality game that will become real for her after a accident from a storm.

In a world where magic and monsters roam the land, it isn't a stretch to imagine that the remnants of the past would have an impact on the here and now. Of course, it also doesn't help that our hapless group of adventurers are idiots when it comes to the epic stuff. {Grimmons, other pairings mentioned in fic.} [A Fantasy AU Duology.]

Tucker hated Blood Gulch. He hated every last thing about it. Well, until a girl in yellow armor stopped by. Rated M for a reason. One-shot.

oh hi this story is just about a guy in a zombie apocalypse

He was a mountain of man, but that was not what had left an impression on her. A story that explores the origins and theoretical future of Agent Maine.

Boring night on the ship, so our favourite freelancers play games of cards to see how much of horrible people they truly are. (Tell if I need to change or add something to make it sound/read more like they actual characters.)

Agent Georgia is a long way from home and from his freelancer buddies after a tragic jet-pack incident. Without his AI and his memories of who he was, Georgia must find a way to cope and make new friends. Maybe even make a life for himself on this strange new planet. Pre Season 9. Some York and Carolina cameos within.