"𝑤𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑖𝑒 𝑡𝑜𝑛𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑙𝑜𝑣𝑒?" A death flag is a narrative trope or visual cue in storytelling that signals a character is about to die or be written out of the story. And Jyeong Hanbit was an example of it. Jyeong Hanbit, registered as employee "Dove" in the Dark Exploration Records, was a friendly employee of Daydream Co. who supposedly had the wish of eradicating every ghost stories. Such a virtuous character like him would never last long in this world full of deadly anomalies. He was basically made to die. He eventually passed away while failing to escape from a high grade darkness, and Daydream Co. declared him missing. After meeting him in person, Kim Soleum thought, is it possible to save someone who's destined to die? Well, that's not his problem now. He'll think about it when he has the time... !!This fic is being rewritten!! The rewritten version had been uploaded on my account! -------------- Gsgw is owned by Baek Deoksoo! I only own my original characters. I only made this for fun, so don't have any high expectations... :P Cover by me! Ik I'm gonna look back at this and cringe but oh well <3

Sometimes children need an adult by their side to bear the burden. Especially in the Stone Age. "Fuck, I need a smoke." In which they all sometimes need a therapist(?)-teacher person to keep them in tact. Platonic friendship snippets between talented children and a supportive teacher. Sporadic updates. {DISCLAIMER: AUTHOR DOES NOT OWN DR.STONE. DR.STONE BELONGS TO ITS RIGHTFUL OWNERS. THE ORIGINAL CHARACTERS AND PLOT ARE THE PROPERTY OF THE AUTHOR OF THIS FANFIC}

Nothing better than an unstoppable duo of two brothers. One who can't say no to anything, with the ability to escape life-threatening situations, together with the other who is secretly a powerful psychic and just goes along with his brother's decisions. And whoever is reading this will witness these two brothers have their souls be sold to a demon!

(Y) a highschool boy who is somehow worse at socializing then Hitori Gotoh (Bocchi). (Y) is so bad that he keeps his eyes closed. but (Y) has one escape he is an artist. he draws and makes Lofi music on a online website. (Y) was happy with being alone! until his mom forced him to go to a club with her called Sunny. (Y)'s mom had a friend who ran the place and (Y)'s Mom and Dad were going on a trip so (Y)'s mom asked her friend to look after (Y). (Un)Fortunately this ment (Y) was forced to socialize with the manager... and work there. what happens when the managers sister starts a band and try and make friends with our boy? let's find out!

He did not want to go back, he really didn't want to. But the more he tried to shake the thought out of his head, the letter will always reappear, crawling from the depths of the back of his mind. He remembered this was his cycle, day in and day out and throughout the sleepless nights. Till finally a week passes, he caves, and he took another look at the letter... "Everyone thinks the staff disappeared ten years ago..." "We're still here..." "FIND THE FLOWER." Now, standing before factory's closed doors, he makes a silent prayer before entering. Unaware of the monsters waiting for him. ------------ This is an AU story, but what if you were a bit more kinder to the monsters than the game allows you. Cross-posted on Ao3. Cover art not mine.

Dr. Stone x [READER INSERT] (Y/n) Houston Wingfield lived a not very average life. A desceased Father that they never really met, and a workaholic mother that payed for homekeeping lessons so they could look after themselves when she traveled for work. Their only saving grace was their older brother Xeno, who did his best to look after his sibling, but he could only do so much. He had his own life and an unwavering passion for science after all. Then they moved accross the globe and life became more stable thanks to the Ishigami's, their neighbors. Life was good for a while... That is until that fateful day when everyone turned to stone, and the world changed. Then again, how could the world not change in 3,700 years? [[UPDATES EVERY TWO WEEKS ON MONDAY'S!!!]] Cover and chapter art are the kind work of my little sister DO NOT STEAL :CCCC

"It may seem weak, but a single roll can turn the tide-trust your fate to me in this gamble." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The characters do not belong to me other than my OC'S, they belong to Kei Urana. STARTED WRITING ON 10/11/2025 AND ENDED ON THE XX/XX/20XX

❝𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧 𝗖𝗔𝗡 𝗜 𝗗𝗢 𝗙𝗢𝗥 𝗬𝗢𝗨❞― Two children stand side by side in an old photograph, siblings. One is as blinding as the sun, the other could only be described as a blank canvas. Yes, their fates had already been decided by that point. One to be a tool and the other to be the wielder. ↳ 𝙄𝙣 𝙬𝙝𝙞𝙘𝙝 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙫𝙚 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙣𝙩 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙞𝙛𝙚 𝙖𝙨 𝙖 𝙩𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙛𝙤𝙧 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙞𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧. - - → Various! gachiakuta x gn! reader This is my second story after not writing anything for a really long time so I apologize if there is anything grammatically off or whatsoever. This story will contain potential manga spoilers and some topics that may leave a few people uncomfortable. Warnings will be included on top of every chapter when necessary so please always put your comfort first!

Maybe he's the strongest, Maybe he's the weakest? Who knows, but at least, he's the funniest

Informations are one of the most powerful things on earth, especially when those are photos. Too bad that those informations could also be dangerous and there are men ready to do anything to obtain or delete them. "Uh? Is that. . .is Mary Poppins clapping some monsters made of trash?!" ". . .you have inhaled too much toxic gas"