He holds her until he feels the weight of all their wasted time resting in his arms. He holds her as the howl in his throat becomes nearly impossible to choke down, and he shakes with it, rocking Lydia back and forth as he tries so hard to not feel like the hollow man he has become. "I'm gonna do it," he whispers. "I'm gonna bring you back to life."

"I don't think that playing Matthew and Charlotte means we can never act together ever again. I mean, we grew up together, Annabeth. We spent our childhood on sets together, we've even been married. And if we've both found a project we want to do, I don't think the fact that we're going to be starring opposite each other should stop us."

Lydia feels, for no reason at all, like she's been wrecked by something. Ruined. But Stiles is dancing slightly off beat, and it makes Lydia smile. Wakes her up. Makes her remember, at the exact moment that she needs to, that there isn't any one things that could break Lydia Martin. (Eight weddings and two soulmates.)

"If someone has the power to pull you back from the dead, it means their body can also have a strong pull towards you, not just their soul. The anchor can tighten your hold around each other in certain circumstances, and the emotional connection can offer physical strength." "So," Stiles says. "You're saying that the best way to heal Lydia is for us to have sex."

More than ever before, they begin to mirror each other. Somehow she is always aware of when he enters a room. The air changes, and then Lydia is uncontrollably cognizant of where Stiles is standing, what he's doing. Whether or not he's looking at her. She feels irretrievably tangled up in him, and so much less broken when his threads are keeping her tied together.

Percy always thought the most bewitching thing he could discover at Hogwarts was magic. Then he met Annabeth Chase.

"The way I see it," she says, "You have two options right now. You can kiss me goodbye. Let me get into my car and drive away from you, and maybe you can send me a friendly text every once and a while. Or you can kiss me hello, and we can get into your car and drive to your apartment together and have one night before I go back to Boston. And it's completely up to you."

Percy has been perving on the librarian for three years now. Okay, not perving. Maybe perving is the wrong word. Falling utterly and completely in love? That might be the right way to put it. Percy has spent three years falling utterly and completely in love with Annabeth Chase.

Percy Jackson and Annabeth Chase are soul mates. They know this because the small timers on their inner wrists tell them that they are meant to be. In theory, it will be easy for Annabeth to keep up the wall that surrounds her heart and stop herself from falling for Percy. In execution? Well, that's a completely different story. Cover art by magnssen. Story by Ananbeth and rongasm.

When he's off, chattering a mile a minute about something that makes Hermione's heart ache with familiarity, she thinks that she could spend a lifetime with this phone pressed to her ear as long as Ron Weasley is on the other end of the line.

Listening to Percy Jackson singing in person, rather than in the privacy of her own home, is an entirely new experience for Annabeth Chase. His voice soaks into her skin, and she can picture his sheepish smile from where she stands backstage, waiting to go on. Percy is known for that ridiculous, awkward smile. When people tell him that, he usually just smiles even more awkwardly.

Lydia doesn't believe in fairytales. She believes in science, and, scientifically, her brain believes that Jackson is attractive so it releases more dopamine than it normally does when she looks at him and that is what being in love is like. Their relationship is mutually beneficial and makes sense and if she closes her eyes and plugs her nose, she can forget that it's passionless.

"Stiles, you can't live with Lydia! You're gonna start feeling stuff again, and one day she's going to bring a guy home and you're gonna be jealous and try to kiss her to prove your love and then, that's it. You're alone and homeless." Stiles considers this. Then he shrugs. "Nah," he says, waving a hand dismissively. "I think it's gonna be fine."

"Percy," she murmurs, threading her fingers through his untidy black hair, which is longer than usual. He may be the heir to his own kingdom, but there's nothing about him that seems regal yet. Percy Jackson is still a boy. Her boy.

"Look, sir. All I want is to marry your daughter. I've been trying for years, but due to reasons that she has quite thoroughly explained to me, I understand that it's not possible right now. Seriously, though. I'm trying. I can't promise you that it's going to happen soon- I'm not going to pressure Hermione into anything. But it will happen eventually."

They would always figure things out together. It was a comforting pattern, warm and dependable, like a sweater that fits just right no matter how many winters you wear it. The more worn in it is, the more comfortable the sweater, and Lydia feels the same way about Stiles. She just never intended to fall in love with him.

He thinks that he couldn't possibly love Sherlock more.

For Rose Weasley, her father will always be her first pick. (Rated T for language)

The first time it happens, they pretend that it is the last time.

"Here's how the game works: Because I'm one of the lucky teachers that gets to have you from seventh grade to twelfth grade, I get to watch all you grow up. When I toss this ball in your direction, I want you to say your name, your favorite color, and what you hope to accomplish in the next six years of your life." Post series/Teacher!Percy/Percabeth

Katniss Everdeen doesn't believe in destiny. She's been working her entire life to get to where she is and to give her family what she can. Peeta Mellark, on the other hand, is just the new boy with an odd accent, addictive eyes, and an entire country at his disposal. And while Katniss is certain that destiny is a fallacy, Peeta is convinced that he's going to change her mind.

Over the course of their life together, Percy and Annabeth Jackson share many different types of Fridays.

After learning that Hermione doesn't believe in soul mates, Ron makes it his mission to convince her otherwise. Falling in love with her certainly does help.

She thinks that she will spend her entire life trying not to be in love with Ron Weasley.

After the war, all Hermione and Ron want is a nice, quiet life together. With the exception of their enormous family, two loud children, and an extremely adorable terrier named Otter, they get it. This is the story of that gratification.

Being a college student leaves precious little time for the fun stuff. A tale of shameless flirting, cuddling, and strange uses of the shower wall.

Three times that Annabeth is prematurely called Mrs. Jackson and one time that it's long overdue.

There are seven fatal flaws in the universe, and River and the Doctor are not impervious to any of them.

Love is love, even if that means constantly having to deal with eight legged creatures to keep one's partner happy.

Alana Bloom understands darkness well, so she's fully aware of the fact that Will Graham is bad for her. So, so bad.

Because sometimes, to fall asleep, all you need is your best friend. Your boyfriend. Your fiancee. Your wife. Your soul mate. A collection of 30 moments in a lifetime during which Ron and Hermione just couldn't fall asleep. Bonus Chapter posted under 27 (4/21/13)

The first time Darcy steps onto the TARDIS, his entire perspective of the world changes. Everything in his life had always been neatly folded and deposited into boxes. He had never felt the desire to stray from reality- nor had he had the time or reason. But he gets one as soon as the bright blue box lands elegantly in Lizzie's bedroom.

After doing the long distance thing for only four months, Darcy is pretty ready for Lizzie to come work with him at Pemberley Digital. Lizzie, however, puts up a bit more of a fight. (AU/canon-balled)

Four years of dating Darcy is all that it takes for Lizzie to get to this conversation with Gigi: "Lizzie Bennet, you just asked William Darcy to elope with you?" (A Lizzie Bennet Diaries fanfiction)

One night, Lavender Brown writes a letter to her mother detailing the sordid events of her sixth year. After hiding her actions for so long, a tell-all seems to be in order, and through her own words Lavender comes to understand herself better. What's more, she finally accepts what she has known all along- Ron and Hermione were always meant to be together.

Sometimes, there can be a far deeper meaning in knitting than just a collection of yarn. For Lizzie Bennet and Will Darcy, the small army of hats is a monument of the stepping stones that show exactly how they came to be together. (A post series/established relationship fic for The Lizzie Bennet Diaries).

For the longest of times, all Darcy has is a few simple moments. A touch of the hand, to the shoulder, the wrist. Moving through time with Lizzie Bennet is slow, but he savors every second. A Lizzie Bennet Diaries fanfiction.

It's natural for them to lie. For him to say that he's not in love. For her to say that she hasn't spent every day missing him. But with help from food fights, family, and fake fiancees, they might be able to find their way back to each other.

One rainy night, Lizzie Bennet makes a startling discovery- the man she is dating has never watched Doctor Who. A Lizzie Bennet Diaries fanfiction.

A "Lizzie Bennet Diaries" fanfiction. Darcy comes home from work to find Lizzie in her own version of a good panic. Luckily, he's gotten quite good at calming her down over the years. After all, it's the small moments that really matter.

Facing one's own mortality was bad enough, but having a brand new baby and being forced to comprehend the fact that you're going to die soon is nearly impossible. For Lily Potter, choosing a person to godparent her beautiful son is harder than it should be.

Hermione Granger has most definitely been known to over think everything and anything. So, really, it should be no surprise that kissing Ron Weasley is the same. A one-shot written for our favorite character's 33rd birthday, beta'd by the amazing stefanie437.

Regardless of pain, regardless of context, regardless of the darkness, Hermione decides that she wants to stay in this moment forever. She savors the twisted wrongness of it, because she's just been tortured. She can't locate any good in the world, can't remember why there was a point to live besides this man who has saved her once more. And she's not remotely ready for the light.

Ronald Weasley is of the stubborn opinion that the only way to save his best friend's life is to volunteer as a tribute for the Hunger Games right along with her. It also seems as good a time as ever to tell Hermione that he's in love with her, and their last days together become a whirlwind mix of both love and pain in the agonizing adventure that is The Hunger Games. 2 parts, AU

When the sixth years are forced to take a potion that causes them to dream about what would happen if their deepest regrets had gone a different way, Ron and Hermione are thrown into a universe in which they are a couple.

One Valentine's Day in a pub may change everything.

COMPLETELY AU! America- 1941. In the midst of a devastating situation, Ron and Hermione Weasley must find each other time and time again and prove that love can conquer anything- even the worst kind of darkness.

Everybody has to face their bullies- some people later than others. For Hermione, there are two chances to one up her muggle tormenter. And both of them are done with Ron Weasley by her side. Two defining moments. Three people. Ten years.

Ginny Potter will always be grateful for what her mother-in-law and father-in-law did for her so many years ago. So every Halloween, she actually gets to show it.

Colin Creevy- photographer, average student, and possibly in love with Ginny Weasley. But in his final hours of life, he will also become an unsung war hero. This is that story.

Because, against all odds, Ron Weasley can, in fact, sing.

Voldemort is a hardcore Romione shipper. Now all he has to do is convert Snape. A crack!fic that contains Romione love, silly Snape, and Voldemort singing Ron and Hermione themed Wizard-rock. Beware of the frivolity. REVAMPED! LONGER! FUNNIER! BETTER!

"You are smart, you are beautiful, you are perfect."

When Ron leaves on auror missions, Hermione isn't the only one who misses him.

Because in spite of the fact that they may seem beyond repair, Ron will never give up. He'll never give up on him and Hermione.

When Harry Potter throws Ron's blanket over Hermione the night that Ron left, he had no idea how much it would become to her. Years later, one cold winter night, Hermione tells the story of Ron's blanket, and all it has meant to her in their lifetime.

When Ron proposes and Hermione lacks the emotion he thinks she should have, he makes a split-second decision to trigger a crying marathon. If only it were that easy.

Suddenly, Hermione realizes. Yes, she wants Romeo, Mr. Darcy, Prince Charming, and Rhett Butler. But who she really gets is Ron Weasley.

All Hermione wants to do is be a perfect wife for Ron. But when she is forced to make the birthday lamb cake, a Weasley tradition, catastrophe strikes. The only things that can save her are Ginny, her husband, and a little bit of love and luck.

The moment seventeen year old Hermione opened the package, she realized that her very first Weasley sweater was the exact color of Ron's eyes. It was like getting a thousand hugs from Mrs. Weasley, telling her to hold on. So she did.

To get Hermione back, he will do anything. So Ronald Weasley is going to go all out.

After the battle, Hermione keeps on running away from Ron. She's scared, so it's his job to go after her and convince her that being together is the right thing. How does Ron rise up to the challenge?

After watching a muggle movie with her mother, Hermione freaks out on Ron, insisting that they must break up. How can Ron convince her to stay with him, and what will result of this incident?