If you had asked the God of the Underworld millennia ago whether Gods could die, He would have said no-Gods regenerate. But if you asked him now, He would say yes. Gods do die. Hades would know. His beloved wife died, after all. *** this is a tcf au where Fem!Cale is Persephone

Romance was something that Kim Rok Soo had indulged himself once upon a time. It was something he had enjoyed for half a decade before the world decided to take it away from him. So when he transmigrated as Cale Henituse, finished an entire war and all of that, imagine his surprise when the children insisted on coming to this new restaurant in Rain City. Who is that woman? Why does she look so familiar?

Instead of transmigrating as Kim Rok Soo, Cale Henituse was sent back in time after he was reincarnated as Kim Rok Soo. But what he didn't expect, with the regression and soul merging, he was sent back after he was beaten up by Choi Han(which happened earlier than before), but the after effects were much worse than he imagined. aka: an OG! Cale harem (because he deserves all the love) with the fictional version of narcolepsy and sleep apnea. (note: I do not have medical experience or knowledge about this, that's why I made a fictional version lol)

Kim Roksoo could only sigh as he managed to read the diary before he could even plan anything upon transmigrating into Cale Henituse's body a week before the Harris Village Massacre. That damned trash hid his fucking daughter from everyone. [a/n: this is not an omegaverse fic lmao, and if you do not like mpreg; do not read this fic]

He was the first being. He has no name. No one has ever known him. But those who were created before him, feared and respected him. It was when he had his first child, named after the 13th Zodiac, decided to have them carry on the name he has created and the traditions he will set. The color green. Chloros. For generations, the family continued to prosper, where there was a separate world in the human realm that had magic. There are whispers of their name. People fear it. It was the year of 2014 he decided to play with the norms of humans. It was amusing at first, seeing them frightened of their own. Until they started killing each other. So he decided to create a society that lasted for many generations that the original human gene was reduced to a class second to none. He was amused as he was reincarnated to what the humans called "quirkless". He wonders how much fun he would have if he actually played the part while gathering followers to show the arrogant humans who started their beloved hero society. Or; Izuku is a soul immortal being who doesn't know his own origin, created the hero society and decided to fuck with everyone while playing the perfect roll of a quirkless child to All Might's protege, wearing the perfect hero student persona while giving them a headache. Or: Aizawa has a headache because of this unknown person, whether they're a villain or an antihero or a vigilante. And why are there people talking with his problem child in the middle of the night in a dark sketchy alley?

one-shots of angst from different manhwas :> (tags will be added as i upload) also in ao3 under the account: omniseggsual

Kim Rok Soo wakes up from his sleep, not in Cale Henituse's body like the original plot like, but he wakes up in Cale's apparent young twin sister, Arabella Henituse, instead. A twin sister who was briefly mentioned in the novel, because she's been in a coma for ten years ever since she was in the accident that took their mother's life away. Now, surrounded by overprotective and fussy family relatives, Arabella must strive harder than ever for her slacker life, all the while avoiding that overprotective brother of hers. And what's with all the suitors!? aka: KRS Harem :> and Fem!Percy! KRS (heavily inspired by the fics with Henituse Twins, and lack of tcf x pjo crossovers) [crossposted on ao3 under libbiexxx]

Octavia Lily Potter-Black the Girl-Who-Lived was the adopted child of James and Lily Potter, along Sirius Black, she was found on their doorstep on July 31, 1980. Everyone who had seen her adored her, even the estranged sister of Lily and that whale of a husband of hers loves Octavia, adored her really; that they were going to set aside their hatred for magic for Octavia. It's because she was simply lovely. The Marauders(except Peter) and the Dursleys were the only people who had seen her. So when Lily and James died and Octavia was sent to live with Petunia, Dumbledore internally hoped that Octavia Potter-Black, or what she was known as Via Potter, would be mistreated so he could have the weapon he needs. But Via Potter, as lovely as she may be, she was smart, she was cunning. She somehow knew what he was planning, with the way her group follows her, Dumbledore thought she was the next Dark Lady But not really, she was just a girl who was so lovely that people have been calling her The Lovely Princess of Hogwarts.

This book is created for my story ideas, sneak peaks of published books, and drafts for unpublished books to see if you guys will like them. It doesn't what fandom, what pairing it is. It will be here so you guys could see it :)

Lily Potter perished in the 1981 attack on Samhain. However, her son and husband survived. Every day, James Potter hopes that the scenario is just a nightmare from which he will soon awaken. Unfortunately, it isn't, and after she passes away, James is left to raise his son Harry alone. As the so-called "Dark Lord" attempted to get rid of the boy as well, but failed, The Boy-Who-Lived is renowned throughout the wizarding community for having slain Lord Voldemort on the same night that Lily was killed. James is only doing his best to raise Harry in the most conventional way he is able to, but it is not an easy task. James is wallowing in worry since his two remaining best friends are at odds with each other and one of his previous best friends is in Azkaban for betraying the Order. However, comfort arrives in the person of Anastasia Baihe Candmione, a young aristocratic and generous woman, and their initial meeting is nothing short of a coincidence during a cold Yule night. James, though, couldn't help but smile in light since the passing of his late wife.