Talulah, the fierce and commanding leader of the Reunion movement, strode through the camp, her sharp eyes scanning for any sign of disorder. Clad in her battle-worn attire and carrying the weight of countless battles, she was the epitome of authority and control. Or so she thought. (Crack-fic)

A mysterious thief called the Phantom Thief is terrorizing the cilviians of Lungmen with recent thefts. It's up to Ch'en to stop this thief. But once she find out the true identity of the Phantom Thief, she's even more motivated to put the the thief behind bars. One shot drabble with slight mentions of DoctorxWxCh'en.

A convoy mission takes an unexpected turn when the Doctor's mask is destroyed during battle, revealing his face to the team for the first time.

Originium has always been Terra's staple energy source, yet its risks and damage find victims no matter what. When the world begins to tip after centuries of persecution for the Infected, Terra is visited in the form of a nobody from Earth. Armed with the knowledge of his old world, Evan Carvey will play his part on Terra's stage, hopefully for the better. AU Slowburn

The young Doctor finds himself at the receiving end of one of Kal'tsit’s infamous hour-long lectures, triggered by his growing popularity among the female Operators of Rhodes Island

An average Joe in a not so average world. Damn you, Gacha Gods

Saileach has been ordered by her father to find and allure the head of the snow family, a man known as Silverash. But as she gets to know him, will her mission become obsolete? (One-shot)

There was once a Feranmut before the Khaganquest, the God of Conquest and Wishes. And the Chimera ate him. Now the Chimera roams Terra, now a Semigod and loving it, granting wishes, trading miracles, and conquering anything he wanted for himself. Then he dedicated these gifts to Kazdel, helping the Sarkaz prosper, and courting the Dressmaker named Theresa. Then the War came.

All of Shae's life, she's only known violence. To her... by her... Chivalry? Honour? Patriotism? Survival? Dress it up how you will, it doesn't change the fact that she is drawn to it, relishes in it, takes pride in it. This is a cautionary tale; of how the beast known as "Fangs" came to be. [Prequel to "Victoria, Our Home"]

In a tiny apartment in Lungmen, at some late nightly hour, Andy Reiff finds himself stranded in bed, regretting last night's heated decisions. Words ring across his weary, hungover head, as the freezing arms of guilt creep all the way up his spine. The warmth of a familiar girl lies by his side. Their eyes refuse to meet. Words remain unspoken, as he battles yesterday's mistakes.

An office worker from Earth got transported to the Planet Terran, he came with a system he unknowingly designed for himself, by himself, from his fantasy. "This world has cat girls! Awesome! Ooh! Dragon girl! Beautiful! Uoooooogh! Moving cities! Magical! Huh? Rock cancer?" -Samuel the Isekaied Guy-

Even if for different reasons, neither Mizuki nor Ho'olheyak think of each other as friends with benefits. Kirara, however, believes them to be romantically involved lovers. Utage isn't sure she can clear up that misunderstanding, but she is nonetheless determined to help her friend steal Mizuki away from that woman. Mizuki/Kirara, Mizuki/Ho'olheyak, light Mizuki/Kirara/Ho'olheyak.

In the near future, humanity discovers a groundbreaking chemical compound, NeuraPrime, designed to optimize and enhance human abilities. Scientists use this compound to create a new breed of humans, known as the 'Transcendants' These individuals possess near-perfect physical, intellectual, and emotional capabilities Eris is one of them. Making dimensional transporters jump to Tera

Fenrir's life has been a relentless march toward a single, grim purpose: to confront the malignant force that has coiled around Ursus for too long. As he prepares to hunt The Deathless Black Snake, he knows the tundra will be drenched in blood-whether his or the creature's. All for Ursus

W was a puzzle—an enigma wrapped in explosives and wrapped again in deflection. She was sharp, quick to point out the hypocrisy of those around her, and always seemed one step away from detonating everything, including herself. But there was more to her than the mask of chaos she wore.

Story takes place between before and during the Chernobog-Lungmen Crisis, the two Earthlings Friends Name Murray Hayes Thomas And Revere Raymond Goldman

After the Reunion's downfall, the Doctor finds a familiar assassin drinking her sorrows away.

A series of character-based stories. Slice-of-life style - think the Midnight Diner meets the Solitary Gourmet, with cooking shows sprinkled in between. This is a translated version. As per original author's request, the link to the stories in Chinese will be posted...once I find a way to link it here. Published with the approval of the author.

By some divine miracle the Doctor finishes work early for a change, and as he wanders Rhodes Island happens to stumble upon a tipsy Penance - an encounter that would lead them to sharing more than a few drinks, and more than a few feelings. [Smut]

Rosmontis was in heat. A troubling prospect, and one that could seemingly only be cured via one method - the Doctor. Or more specifically, the Doctor 'taking care of' her heat in a particularly physical manner. [Smut]

Every now and then Lappland tells herself she really shouldn't like Suzuran quite as much as she does. With that said, Lappland knows better than to listen to the likes of herself on anything other than murder methods. Lappland/Suzuran.

On a night cold and dark, the snarky Contemporary Operator W and her inseparable companion, Contemporary Operator Ricketts, find themselves snuggled in bed, dazed by the nightly influence on their sleep-deprived brains. Dams come undone, bursting with unvoiced feelings and bottled up emotions, topped by a silver lining of a lethal amount of warmth. (rel to "No Life 'Til Leather)

"Beware of an old man in a profession where men usually die young." War is a part of Terra, a part of civilization. The old antlered bastard knows this all too well. But experience makes it a comforting thing now, the profits are just a bonus.

What would you do if your death was an accident? And if you had a opportunity to go the world of the game that you most like? Well, I'll do a lot of things, but this isn't my story. Let's tell the story of someone that ran out of time.

Dawn wasn't sure how to approach Dusk, how to behave around her, or even just how to address her at first. Dusk had not only saved her, she had even welcomed her into her paintings, and Dawn instinctively built a wall between herself and the painter. But as the years go by and time remains still within Dusk's painted world, the relationship between them slowly changes. Dawn/Dusk.