In his previous life, Lu Yao only lived to the age of thirty-five, unable to come out due to family pressure and dying alone. When he opens his eyes again, he finds himself transported to ancient times, not only ten years younger but also with a husband who has broad shoulders, a narrow waist, and an eight-pack. Could there be such good fortune in this world? Just as Lu Yao is overjoyed, he notices that his husband's gaze seems particularly cold, even wanting to divorce him... Zhao Beichuan lost both parents and took on the responsibility of caring for his two young siblings. To provide for them, he agreed to a marriage arranged by a matchmaker. He didn't need his spouse to be beautiful; all he asked was that she be kind-hearted and frugal. The matchmaker painted a rosy picture, but turned around and found him a "flower pillow," someone who looks good but can do nothing else. On their first day of marriage, this person almost hanged himself from the beam of Zhao Beichuan's house. Later, Zhao Beichuan learned that this young man had a lover and didn't want to marry him, yet he had unwittingly become the one to break up a pair of ill-fated lovers. Forced marriages don't last, so Zhao Beichuan decided to let him go, but unexpectedly, this little creature wouldn't leave, always sneaking his hands into Zhao Beichuan's bed at night, saying, "Husband, let me feel your abs..."

Shen Qingzhuo penetrated into a novel of conspiracy and plot, and became the teacher of the tyrant in the book. In the world of the original book, the powerful and miserable tool people were blackened, and the protagonists and supporting roles of the whole book were killed. When Shen Qingzhuo passed by, the original owner was punishing the little tyrant to kneel in the snow and reflect. System: Your mission is to prevent the character from being blackened, so you must-- Shen Qingzhuo: The first is the strongest? System: ... Shen Qingzhuo: Just kidding, how can I bear to start with such a cute glutinous rice dumpling? So he stepped into the snow, bent over and carried the little tyrant back into the house. ***In order to train the little tyrant into a good king with three correct views, Shen Qingzhuo taught him to read and write, to teach him the tactics of war, and also to teach him the art of the emperor. As for things like seizing the throne and usurping the throne, it is up to the gentleman to do it until he personally sends him to the position of the Ninety-five Supreme. On the night of the enthronement ceremony, the new emperor knelt down on one knee, kissed the reddish jade-white fingertips of Shen Qingzhuo reverently, and used his tall and hot body to trap him on the cold and majestic dragon chair. "All the world belongs to me, and I only belong to Mr." *Updated every Wednesdays and Thursdays

Taio Ru woke up in a beautiful bamboo forest. The sun shimmered as the light passed through the lushes emerald green bamboo. A babbling brook flowed at the side. Waking up Taio's first thought was, "Shit, why did reincarnation have to exist, just give me eternal nothingness. I'm F*** tired!" Marshal Jun De entered his restricted personal garden only to find a snake beastman lazily resting in his favourite spot. His first thought, "Is it an enemy?" With that thought he cautiously approached only to hear it say. "What do worms eat? Am I just going to starve to death? Whatever... ?"

IN THIS WORLD , WHERE HUMANS ARE MIXED WITH HUMANIOD BEINGS THAT CONSUME HUMANS AS THEIR FOOD ARE KNOWN AS GHOULS "LAN ZHAN , WHAT HAVE YOU PLANNED ON BECOMMING IN FUTURE ?" "A GHOUL INVESTIGATOR , WEI YING" a TGxMDZS story (i have included some OC's and the meaning of some terms in the story as soon as they are mentioned , i personally recommend tokyo ghoul manga and the anime music for it )

He had long accepted his fate. He knows that he's living on borrowed time. Regrets. Thank yous. Apologizes. Too many to say, too little time. Then the darkness claimed him, wrapping him in a cold embrace. His eyes snapped open. ~~ Before you read this fic, there are a lot of TWs in this fic. From depressive thoughts, self-blaming, foul language, and gore, to suicide attempts. Please proceed with caution. This is time travel fanfiction. Inspired by a lot of other fics and it drives me to write one. If there is any misspelling or I miss a detail, please let me know. Characters in this fiction are owned by Moxiang Tongxiu Comments and votes are very appreciated Mature for swearing, TW (Trigger Warning), and some explicit jokes (no smut. My skill is not sufficient yet to write smut). Title from: Chlorine by Twenty One Pilot

in this story...many more stories will unfold ..and mdzs react to all AU I created in my head 🥺

Un emperador, devorado por la sed de venganza, arrasó sin piedad reino tras reino, hasta convertirse en un poder indestructible y temido por todos. Solo uno permanecía en pie: el último reino que debía caer. Decidido a reducirlo a cenizas, marchó con todo su poder... pero al llegar, no encontró resistencia, sino al príncipe heredero, que se arrodilló frente a él y suplicó piedad por su pueblo. Esa inesperada valentía no encendió la furia del conquistador, sino un deseo nuevo y peligroso. El reino fue perdonado, pero el príncipe fue arrebatado y llevado a su lado, no como botín de guerra, sino como consorte del soberano más temido de todos los tiempos. Lo que el emperador jamás había previsto es que aquel joven no solo frenaría su conquista... sino que se convertiría en la debilidad más grande de su corazón. [Editando, y en fase final].

[EN HIATUS] -¿Puedo dormir? La mano de Wen Qing se detiene al acariciar su cabello. Ella asiente con la cabeza al hombre. -Por supuesto que puedes. Necesitas dormir de todos modos, Wuxian. No ha descansado lo suficiente. Ella se siente aliviada de que Wei Wuxian finalmente se vaya a dormir después de muchas noches de insomnio, pero luego Wei Wuxian niega con la cabeza. -Qing-jie, quiero dormir para siempre. Wen Qing sabía que algo andaba mal con Wei Wuxian antes de dar a conocer sus deseos, pero nada podría haberla preparado, ni sus habilidades médicas, ni su mente firme, ni su corazón firme, cuando vio a Wei Wuxian muerto en el suelo. . . . .‿‿‿๑❀๑‿‿‿ . . . . Traducción al español del fanfic 'To Offer a Heart' de WhiteCrane en Ao3. ¡Disfruten la lectura!

Even between dimensions the threads of destiny find their way. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ A veces debes caer en lo más bajo; destruir y ser destruido para aceptar la realidad. Porqué a veces necesitas romperte en pedazos para poder reconstruirte de manera correcta. Porqué a veces es necesario reunciar a tu pasado para poder sanar. Porqué al obtener un momento de lucidez luego de una vida de sufrimiento serás capaz de ver que nunca fuiste el culpable. Luego de años muerto a Wei WuXian se le concede un deseo; deseo que además de darle la oportunidad de corregir los errores del pasado también le otorgará lo que ha deseado desde el momento en que puso un pie en el Muelle de Loto: libertad. Y, porqué todos necesitamos saber como sería el desenlace sí Wei WuXian se desligase de los Jiang. Julio 5, 2021 En emisión #1. Threads.

Everyone were doing there stuffs when suddenly they teleported to somewhere else. Not only are they watching their the past but their eyes widen when they saw the people who are they going to watch the past with A past with the past!!! The characters don't belong to me. It's a fanfic of the original novel mo dao zu shi. Only plot belongs to me. I've read too many fics like this so if I accidentally write something similar to them then I'm very sorry for it. Sorry for any grammatical errors and typos. I don't proofread so there will be mistakes too, bear with it.