Hello everyone My pseudo-Earth! My pronouns are They/Them! We will be glad to write ff for you! !English is not my native language, sorry for the mistakes!

You were just listening to the music… until it answered you. When a strange song causes an inexplicable thrill in your chest, you can’t imagine that there’s something more hidden behind its rhythm.

It couldn’t have ended with Jinwoo’s simple death, oh no! Maybe the main dangers were behind them, but the most interesting part was still ahead. What could a random artifact from an antique shop on the corner of a bustling street do? And would Rumi take the chance to bring back the one with whom everything was only just beginning?

He saved England, died for the wizards who now want to experiment on him. "It's for the good, Harry", "Dumbledore said we'll figure it out, Harry", "We'll find out why you didn't die, Harry". And Hermione, his sweet and strict Hermione... She turned out to be both a loyal savior and a personal killer. !ChronoAU

Neil is free now... He doesn't care if his father or any of his people find him. Now he will live out his short life the way he wants. He. Is. free.

Fire. Sand. Bones. Neil hadn't even recovered from his mother's death when he was in deep trouble: he'd been kidnapped right from the fucking beach. He didn't know how many hours, days, or weeks he'd been lying on the bed, staring at the white ceiling with a clouded gaze. He also didn't know what would happen to him; this time he didn't want to run or hide. Not his father, so what, maybe they wouldn't even kill him? Sometimes he heard snippets of people in white coats, maybe doctors. \/

Well, Neil is an escort, he has a baby.

And after the rain, the sun appears.

This story is a continuation of the trilogy "All for the game", but the events unfold around their children in 2024.

The Jiang Clan is the craziest, according to the others. Because instead of protecting their omegas, they let them fight, and worse, alongside the alphas. The Lan Clan is incredibly conservative, and their omegas don't even meet the alphas, as they are separated into different groups. What will happen when it's their turn to train under the strict Lan Clan, and they encounter the crazy mentality of the Jiang Clan?

Qi Rong saves Hong-er just a moment before Xie Lian is about to. That's when he learns what it means to be loved, not as a memory of his mother, not as a burden, not as a prince, just loved, always.

This is a story of a plain boring young man named Jon. He is not the main character, he is just an ordinary guy, he is a minor character of very little importance. He is whiny and pathetic. And yet, this story is happening from his point of view—something is clearly wrong here, isn't it? Is this even a story? Could it be not a story, but just a moment of someone else's dream or death? Or...?

After five concerts in a week and her friends going off to a club, Zoe is left alone with herself and loneliness. In its embrace, on the verge of tears, she finds solace, which finally allows her to stop being strong.

When Kenny was choking, Uri taught him how to breathe again. If Uri falls, Kenny will be there to catch him

What do a demon’s lips taste like? Mira stiffened. "What?" she snapped, catching Zoey’s gaze. "I was just thinking… why are these demons—" "—So damn hot?" Mira finished with a smirk. Zoey splashed the water with her palms. "Yes! So damn hot. We’ve never faced ones like this before. It’s… distracting."

Five times Thanos stays silent, and one time he speaks.

He hates these toys. Yet he presses them again and again — just to hear their voices one last time.

Having lived countless years and assumed many names, one begins to forget the person they were at the very genesis of their own journey. But what if the mere confrontation with, or the very return to, the country where it all began, were to awaken long-dormant feelings and emotions? Feelings that I had, for so long, sworn an oath to myself never to reveal to anyone.

You gave your soul for me and I still haven't figured out how.. To be me without you.