"Three years without you is just too long and it's all my fault. " Anders has had Emily for his entire life. She had loved him, unconditionally, for all that time, but he had always pushed her away. Until one day he woke up and the next day she was gone. After three years, she has returned, just in time for her 21st birthday. Could it be that these two were destined after all? AU

Axl Johnson's falling down, falling down, falling down. Axl Johnson's falling down, my dear Goddess...

Poor little Norse god, all out in the cold; You're stuck there alone; with no-one to hold.

Drabbles and one shots of happier and sillier moments in the Johnson brothers' lives. Doesn't always completely follow canon

Ty gave her a small sheepish smile in apology as he took his backpack and went into the corner without a word. Anders followed after him with a bag in one hand and the other holding the long limbed toddler against his hip.

"A prank? Anders, a laptop with valuable information has been stolen, you are being harassed both at work and at home, some woman totaled your car, and now someone has broken into our office to leave a dead cat on the coffee table. This is not a prank! This is sick and weird! There is a dead cat in our office!"

Emma is a college student with a secret she as kept since 16, but what happens when she meets the Johnson family? Her world will turn upside down and everything will start to unravel right in front her and big secrets will be revealed. Who can she trust? Please give it a chance, I promise it's going to get better! (Rating can possibly change over time)

The Johnson brothers were once inseparable; they always looked after each other when their parents would fight. But what caused them to start drifting apart from each other?

Prompt Fill: Axl and Zeb find a puppy and decide to take him home, after hearing Zeb talking to Geri the puppy, he realizes he hasn't been spending as much time with his best friend.

AU. New Zealand, home of...Norse Gods? Whatever. All Jane knew was that her strange internal guide, that nagging feeling she got that led her to the oddest places had led her there.

"Because I'm the reincarnation of a trained warrior and he's god of the hunt. We figured we'd even the playing field." Henry said dryly. He shared a glance with Mike who shrugged. Henry rolled his eyes at Axl's disbelieving expression and waved his hands dismissively. "Look you wanna learn how to use that sword of yours?" "Yeah." "Then you do as I say. Now try and kill Anders."

Another prompt fill! AU of the first episode. Anders hasn't had much contact with the other members of his family after his 21st, and only reappeared for a short time when Ty turned 21. The next time he arrives is during Axl's God ceremony, but he's changed-for the worse. He's sick. And not getting better.

The thing about Dawn is that Anders never tried getting into her pants, and the same went for her. She never tried dating Anders. It was simple enough, even if they got on each other's nerves a lot. Sometimes they just someone to talk to.

Anders was an idiot. He was selfish and thoughtless and borderline irredeemable. But sometimes, he was just what Dawn needed.

So, when she walked through the door dropping her things off on her desk and rounding the corner it was only natural that her scream of fright would kill any semblance of quiet she as going to get that day. Anders jumped up with a yell and with a sharp tangle of legs and blankets fell onto the ground.

For a few short precious years, Mike and Anders had a loving father. And even after all the man had done to hurt them, somewhere deep inside of them still remembers the kind things he used to do for them.

He had been a loner growing up and he liked it that way. The only person he had to be responsible for was himself and of course his fish. So he wasn't sure when exactly he had gained a friend who could only live on take out or he'd starve but somehow Anders was cooking lunch. A moment right before Michelle ruined it.

Anders didn't have friends. Well, he didn't have friends that he didn't want to sleep with or pay. It was just a fact of life. A sad one but true. He just wasn't the type of guy who went out to the pub with a mate and talked about shit with a drink in his hand. "Hercules. Son of Zeus. You can call me Henry. I'm a friend of his."

Out of all the things Anders owned, his fish happened to be the things he cared for the most. Prompt fill for the Almighty Johnsons kink meme,

The one where CPR and catharses go hand in hand. or The one where Mike realizes Anders does care and Anders knows Mike cares, even if that doesn't make it right to be a total jerk. Gen h/c.

Anders could count on his powers to worm him out of any bad situation he gets into, what he didn't count on was getting his mouth taped shut.

Olaf had started the process of using 'things' when they had all been relatively young. It was corny and generic but none of the Johnsons had the heart nor really desire to stop them.It had been a place for all of them to go to get things off their chests and to tell the others certain things that in normal instances would have caused question to their masculinity.

What the fuck did he mess up now? It's not like Anders could make him feel any worse. "The next time you even think about letting Mike sacrifice himself for your happiness you will answer to me. Odin or not. Do I make myself clear?"

This is a sort of follow up to the storey "Like Two Peas In A Pod by TheShipOfTheDreams" She wrote the original story that gave me this idea. Anders firmly claims he was not the actor in the Hobbit movie, and yet his mind strays in that direction. One Shot.

"Jesus!" Dawn sprinted into the bathroom and placed a hand on the back of Anders's neck. "Breathe Anders!" He tensed under her touch before he took a gasp of air that sounded way too painful to be faked. "You're not hungover, are you?" Anders shook his head before he pressed his forehead to the cool porcelain. "And I'm the bitch who came and made you sicker. Awesome."