There are no people in the world who are not afraid of anything. But how do they move forward? They are simply afraid together, and together they laugh in his face.

Lin Ye, the former doctor is now missing. A man that saved more lives than he realized. As things were thought to be hopeless for the people that held him dear, something was stirring in Terra and the people on it could feel it. Was this something to do with that man or was it something much more... A continuation of Rhodes Island's Psychologist.

One-Shot Prologue. Year 2042 Fused Era. Earth's history of the Old World are forgotten, and the remnants of Terra's civilization and culture still tethers. Dragons, destructive weapons once created by Old World turned on them now reign the world for the taking. Magic and Originium, the two properties should never co-exist. Where anxiety remains, there is hope. The journey begins...

Ch'en unexpectedly meets her descendant Ch'en Qianyu.

Another year in Lungmen, another lonely 24th of December for Andy. Time drags on slowly in solitude, that's a given. This year however, a certain Forte girl drops by to make Christmas a little more bearable. (related to Almost Green)

W will never forgive Doctor no matter how much he pleads.

The doctor... A man that took many faces, and many names. But as Amiya wakes up a giant from the sarcophagus in Chernobog, and as Terra more than ever needs a saviour, Doctor Sebastian raises up, ready to pick up a fight. (Arknights x OC)

A field operation goes bitterly wrong and leaves Blaze temporarily incapable of returning to her active duties, as she is forced to rest and allow her body to fully recover. For as unfortunate as the event is, however, it does offer the opportunity to celebrate something for which time had always been lacking. Until now. Archetto/Blaze/Pallas/Pozemka.

Sometimes shit happens. Hey, it's not always your day, it's alright. One moment you're riding high, soaring above these mud-riddled plains with the king of mercs by your side, another, you're running far away from the crater he blew himself up in. You've really outdone yourself this time. W's dead, there's angel blood on your fingers and something itches to grow out of your skull.

Continuation of "Goodbye Curly Head." A Sankta who's been dragged through the wringer in the land of devils manages to claw his way back into civilization - Lungmen, in his case. The city turns out to be nothing more but a show of smoke and mirrors. Reuniting trumpets ring awild, as his past clashes with the present, and new friends replace the old ones. A childhood dream dies.

Visitors from Terra / Part II-It had been some time since the Terrans left Earth. Everyone thought that, with the portal gone, they would live in peace... but then the invasion came. Now, as Terra burns in the flames of war, Rhodes tries to survive amidst the chaos... However, they're not alone; as Matt and Will make their return to face both present dangers and ghosts of the past

Texas tries to spend some time with Dokutah at the Rhodes Island Christmas party but Lappland keeps getting in the way. One shot with slight DokutahxTexasxLappland.

After a few weeks of being forced into chastity by Shamare -as a consequence of her own actions, yes, but that didn't make it any easier to bear- Lunacub reaches the tipping point when Shamare pulls another weird trick on her, one which makes her frustration explode. At the same time, however, Shamare decides to deal with a much too cheeky cautus who has been annoying her lately.

there is a secret that has been kept for a long time The North and its influences. There have been those created to fight the ABYSS mostly Iberias great navy and the AGIER's Abyss hunters. That can't be all, where were those ment to combat the Demons of the north. Where are they, what happened to them? Find out if you decide to read. formerly named 'Hunhers of the deep'

В стихе содержатся спойлеры к сюжету. Мои любимые сюжетные эпизоды - с 5 по 8, у меня была пара идей, как рассказать историю, и выбор пал на формат в виде стиха. К стиху также прилагается его английская версия./The English version of the verse is also attached.

Ch'en, Hoshiguma and Swire joins Rhodes Island for Christmas. One shot drabble with slight Ch'enxDoctor.

An SI into Arknights, honestly just writing this to practice my well...writing. This is gonna be a decently long story so yeah. Also, constructive criticism is very much appreciated.

This is not my work, I am cross posting this story over from Wattpad, the OG writer is named "MNL AAF. As said, NOT my work. I have made an attempt to contact him via Watpadd, to get permission, so far nothing, Last conversation I saw he did was back in July. So, If I get contacted with him and he asks me to delete this from I Will. Summery in the chapter, first seven out

A small fanfiction based on the Grimm brothers' fairy tale "The Wolf and the Seven Young Goats" and Arknights. As a great lover of world literature of the 17th and 19th centuries, I was inspired by this fairy tale and decided to write a small fanfiction with the characters of Arknights. This is my first fanfiction, I am always ready to read your opinion about it.

SilverAsh finds the Doctor asleep at her desk - maskless, snoring, and mumbling nonsense

The Doctor let himself relax fully, the weight of his responsibilities momentarily forgotten. And for Swire, there was no better feeling than knowing she could be the one to give him that peace.

While out on a camping trip, Suzuran and Popukar wander into a grove to pick up berries and play. As they wander around they accidentally find their way into an underground cave and, inside there, they meet a very weird animal. Perhaps they can become friends? Suzuran/Originium slug, (accidental) female on male rape.

The Doctor, as candid and occasionally cheeky as ever, confronts Kal’tsit about their enigmatic relationship during a rare quiet moment in Rhodes Island.

A Hyouka-inspired story about Anna trying to solve mundane day-to-day mysteries

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)