Hae Soo and Wang So's life after marriage. Continuation after episode 6. Hae Soo & Wang So overcome obstacles thrown in their path & embrace each other.

Ha Jin finally remembers everything. She remembers her life in Goryeo. She remembers her friends... most of all, she remembers him. She regrets ever leaving him... she wishes she could make amends, but she knows it's impossible. Or is it?

A collection of stories, one shots, and the general life of So and Soo, if fate had sided with them and they had ruled Goryeo together.

Wang So, Private Detective. He won't take infidelity cases, but that doesn't stop Go Ha Jin from stalking him until he does. When she gets her heart broken by her paramour, he takes her as his secretary, never knowing who she really is. He just knows she breaks through his every defense effortlessly. [Noir AU - for krysyuy]

He was thinking about her voice, about her singing, when she suddenly waved and ran away in the rain. Hae Soo, the schoolgirl, who had a loving family but was still as lost as he was in regards to the future. When he sketched, he caught himself thinking of her. He drew her looking at the rain, hand outstretched, choices and chances at the horizon. [Modern Setting/Age Difference AU]

She was lost in their time, a period where she was beneath most of the men and women who surrounded her. And yet somehow she had managed to capture the attention of every prince she had encountered. Hae Soo had thought after all this time she had found her one true love. But one kiss sealed her fate and would be the turning point in everything and everyone she thought she knew.

Five years have passed after the Man-Hunters were defeated. Razer returns to Oa with the thought-to-be lost Interceptor ship. He also brings someone from the past, but in a form no one expected. DISCONTINUED-reboot in progress

Short logical crack fic where Hal learns that not all romances are solved through fairy tale heroics.

Wherein The Crew goes undercover at a fancy party, The Boys are The Boys, and Aya gets sh t done like a motherflippin' lady. /Razaya/