Mis Preciosos
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The Misplaced Angel (A LCF x HH Crossover) by por_phyro_phile
por_phyro_phile
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The blonde-haired girl laughed nervously, scratching the back of her neck as she opened her mouth, "You'd be surprised what shows up here." His eyes narrowed at her tone, his thoughts racing with whatever the girl meant, at the strange implication beneath her cheerfulness. And then finally, after a moment of silence, he finally responded. "...here?" "Hell," the girl replied, her voice gentle as she told him the truth with a small and cautious smile. "This is Hell." --------------------------------------------- Author's Note: Hazbin Hotel A.U.! [Trash of the Count's Family] and [Hazbin Hotel] does not belong to me. The characters may become OOC. English isn't my native language. Do pardon me for any mistakes.
WELCOME TO THE GREAT RED DOKKAEBI'S CHANNEL by eternitarianue
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𝗧𝗖𝗙/𝗟𝗖𝗙 × 𝗢𝗥𝗩 𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥 !! ᴜɴʟᴜᴄᴋʏ ᴛʀᴀsʜ ᴛʀᴀɴsᴍɪɢʀᴀᴛɪᴏɴ ━━━𝗖𝗔𝗟𝗘 𝗛𝗘𝗡𝗜𝗧𝗨𝗦𝗘 agreed to live out the lives of his soul's fragments in pursuit of a happy ending, but who could have expected that this particular life would be... a fluffy streamer of a cruel streaming world? Now, he must ascend to the pinnacle of this gritty entertainment and become the so-called "Dokkaebi King" to achieve his desired conclusion─quietly. However, plans, as always, go differently. [You have been gifted 999 coins.] [You have been gifted 2500 coins.] [You have been gifted 10000 coins.] [You have been gifted───] Cale: "Oh well, money is still money." Even if the constellations that are supposed to support incarnations are instead sponsoring him. ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ▶ 𝗡𝗢 𝗨𝗣𝗗𝗔𝗧𝗘 𝗦𝗖𝗛𝗘𝗗𝗨𝗟𝗘 Published at﹕12/03/25 Completed at﹕XX/XX/XX ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━
Crimson, Color of Change by Kiyochivist
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Cale is thrown into ORV after something goes wrong when Cale has his final fight with White Star. '-Why the hell is this guy here?!' ..And Now He's stuck with White Star, and he's weirdly protective? Weren't they enemies not even a day ago? "Priest Kim-nim!" ..And apparently he's a character in some novel when he's never EVER been to this world? How the hell did that happen? or Cale is a Twsa Character somehow, and it's everyone's problem. WS(Barrow) also learns how Cale's family felt when he was injured, so that's fun for him... and now Kim Rok Soo is here and gets to see what the ever living fuck Cale has been doing in his body. Also, Kim Dokja and Co. will just has to adapt... because Barrow is NOT a good guy and it's going to be an issue for everyone involved. 'Aigoo, My poor slacker life...' [Constellation 'Ruler of Eternal Repose' smiles warmly at Incarnation 'Cale ■■■■■■■■'.] [You have been sponsored 5,000 coins] '..Maybe It's not so bad?' Cross-posted from Ao3 by Kiyochivist
Quick Transmigration: Manual Mode [BL] by user38347017
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[The Host has finished bzz 1000 bzz worlds... C-Con-...] Host:"...this is bullshit." After being sucked into a wormhole and forced to possess bodies after bodies, he had grown tired and readied to disintegrate their soul to finally rest forever. But then the system seemed to break down and remain unresponsive. He thought they might be stuck in that space for eternity until a panel appear in front of their face. [Manual mode in progress] Host:"Manual mode...? After thousands of years doing these tasks, I have never heard of this function?" [Proceed to 1001st world?] [Yes/No] Host:"...Yes?" --- Host: "So this is the manual mode! HAHAHAHA I have to make the best of it!" ................................................. This is something I write for fun because I'm in love with the star-crossed lover trope. So it may be sporadic in updates. I love creating stories but am bad at writing... WARNING: There may be some steamy scenes (not that good at writing it) 1v1, cute-but-not-naive shou x gentle-to-only-shou gong Cover Art by me
LOS PNJ DE ESTA NOVELA CON UN PROTAGONISTA ABUSIVO ESTÁN HOLGAZANEANDO by Meine_Susse_Liebe
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Alfa femenina vestida como un hermano mayor en el círculo de entretenimiento by angelesread543
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Para obtener más información sobre la historia entrar al primer capítulo ESTA HISTORIA NO ES MÍA SOLO LA TRADUZCO La historia es de romance no GL, el interés romántico de la protagonista es hombre AUTOR : árbol perezoso autor:树阿懒
El Uso Militar De Mitos Por Una Niña by ViruelaAUTOR
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Tanya pensó que escribir un artículo sobre las aplicaciones potenciales de la magia antigua sería su boleto para ser asignada a un trabajo de investigación aburrido, inútil y SEGURO lejos del frente. Pero su loca teoría resultó funcionar mucho más allá de sus expectativas, y ahora, como jefa de la División Y, tiene que manejar a los científicos locos y los monstruos bajo su mando. ¡Maldito seas, Ser X! Yo solo comparto esta historia traducida , me pareció muy buena ( Sigue en transcurso) Link Del Creador : https://m.fanfiction.net/s/14177029/1/A-Young-Girl-s-Weaponization-of-the-Mythos
𝐒𝐡𝐞 𝐖𝐡𝐨 𝐖𝐚𝐥𝐤𝐬 𝐚𝐬 𝐄𝐲𝐰𝐚 | 𝐀𝐯𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐫 by fictionallyalive
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Avatar various x reader; Before Pandora had a name, before the forest learned to breathe through veins of light, you existed. Not as flesh. Not as bone. Not as Na'vi, nor Sky Person. You were between. A presence held within the endless hum of the Tree of Souls-where memories did not sleep, but listened. Where countless essences drifted like embers, waiting, watching, knowing. They called you souls, though none of you were ever born. Some shimmered with curiosity. Some trembled with fear. All of you understood Pandora. You knew the balance Eywa protected. You knew the violence that threatened it. You knew the cost of choosing a body, a will, a fate. And so, when Eywa's voice moved through the great network-vast, patient, eternal- 'Who will walk for me?' ❗️Reader can be oc-ish ❗️Heavily follows Avatar movie series storyline ❗️Begins from Avatar: The Way of Water
Trash of S-class (Fanfic Crossover Trash Of Count Family/S-class That I Raised)  by R1ckyJH
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Cale just wanted to laze around... But he received a fatal wound after defeating the White Star, yes, Cale can now laze around in bed in pain. The red-haired man began to wish in his sleep, to anyone, that he could live a life full of comfort and laziness. Unlike his other two lives. Unknowingly, that was his eternal sleep until the God of Death granted his wish and reincarnated him into a peaceful modern world without magic, war and monsters. It was a world where Han Yoojin was the main character. _____ This is a Tcf x Tsctir fanfiction.Original fanfic made by @Sachinnie, and this is translation. Every character in this story is not mine. (And this story is not mine as well) Cover also isn't mine. If you owner of the art you can ask me to remove it The character of this story are from this novel: -Tcf (Trash of the count's family) by Yoo Ryeo Han -Tsctir(The s-class that i raised) by Geunseo -Original fanfic by @Sachinnie Fanfic original: https://www.wattpad.com/story/303702098?utm_source=android&utm_medium=whatsapp&utm_content=story_info&wp_page=story_details_button&wp_uname
Through the mirror by Three_InTheMorning
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After throwing up, Cale leaned against the toilet, resting there for a long while. His stomach had finally settled, but a strange sensation crept over him. He felt a pair of eyes on him- But no one had entered the bathroom. The mirror. Maybe he was just paranoid. Maybe he'd mistaken his own reflection for someone else. But he hadn't. What stared back at him from the mirror wasn't his reflection. It wasn't his bathroom at all. In fact, it showed a completely different space. And on the dirty floor of that other space sat a boy. "...Can you.. see me?"