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Schedule for 27.2.2025 - Applies to All Members

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Neon Shadows of Fate

- Chapter 9 will be available on 27.2.2025 at 10:00 - 11:00 CET and will be free for all members

- Chapter 11 will be available on 27.2.2025 at 15:00 - 16:00 CET for users with Reader+ or Reader+ Premium

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Beyond the Boundaries of Time

- Chapter 9 will be a...

Worlds Unbound Magic: Chapter 7: The Architect of Worlds

A damp hush clung to Privet Drive on the morning of August 5, 2010, as if the summer storm that had shaken the sky the night before still lingered in the soil and air. Harry Potter stirred in the cramped cupboard under the stairs, blinking against the weak light that seeped around the ill-fitting door. The air felt different—thick with the residue of spent thunder, yet strangely calm.

He remained still for a moment, breathing quietly. The pillow beneath his head was thin, and his neck...

Threads Woven Between Two Souls: Chapter 7: Shadows And Silk

The hush that settled over the plush realm in the wake of Harry’s last whispered “Mama” lingered long after he slipped into sleep. The realm itself seemed to breathe around him, its padded walls carrying a gentle, rhythmic pulse in time with his quiet breaths. In that soft early-morning light, the Beldam watched from her usual place at the edge of his den, her tall, spidery silhouette poised as though painted against the plush walls. Each subtle shift of her skeletal limbs was accompani...

Queen Of Forbidden Forest: Chapter 7: Threads Of Kinship And Chaos

The first thing Sirius Black felt on the morning of January 25, 1994, was warmth. Which struck him as immediately suspicious—this underground nest of giant spiders could hardly be described as “cozy.” He shifted groggily, blinking open bleary eyes. Faint luminescent webs illuminated his little sleeping alcove with a gentle glow. Over the last few weeks, he’d grudgingly grown accustomed to the slight stickiness of Acromantula silk and the distant chitter of multiple spider legs in the ...

Beyond the Boundaries of Time: Chapter 10: The Catalyst of Revolution

A thin frost glistened on the blackened crater where Hogwarts’ lake had once stood, a haunting reminder of the day Violet Potter shattered the second task with a single, blinding display of power. Her mini-nuke had cleaved wizarding tradition in two, its impact reverberating through every worn stone of the ancient castle. Now, as February 25th dawned cold and silent, the castle grounds wore a hushed pall, a state of shock not even the relentless winter could fully explain. Though the hush l...

Bound by Shadows and Sorrow: Chapter 10: Foundations of Family and Renewal

The last glow of Christmas lights, strung along the rafters of the main cabin, cast gentle ribbons of color against the newly fallen snow outside. It was December 27th, 1990, and the holiday cheer still lingered at Camp Crystal Phoenix Lake, offering a comforting brightness to the winter hush. The night before had seen the three inhabitants—Harry, Jason, and Pamela—closing Chapter 9 of their journey by sharing quiet moments of gratitude on the porch, marveling at how far they’d come. No...

Harry and the Wolf: Chapter 12: Forging the Path Forward

Warm light filtered through lush summer leaves, casting dappled patterns across the entrance of the wolves’ den. Despite the early hour of August 1st, 1989, the forest felt alive and vibrant, alive in a way Harry had come to cherish more with each passing day. He stretched on the den’s new wooden planks—an expansion he had completed only recently. To his left, Eldra dozed with her newborn pups, six tiny bundles breathing softly, each occasionally letting out a mewling squeak. Harry’s ...

Harry Potter and Crimson Shadows: Chapter 10: Foundations of a New Order

A hush fell upon Hellsing Manor late on July 9, 1990, when the moon’s silver glow draped the estate in pale light. Inside, the corridors breathed a faint sense of relief mingled with anticipation, as though the very stones remembered the whirlwind of events that had culminated mere hours earlier. A door in the east wing clicked shut, and Crystal—her new existence confirmed not long ago—allowed her gaze to settle on the quiet darkness beyond the windows. Though the manor’s wards shimme...

Neon Shadows of Fate: Chapter 10

Snow still clung to the Pizzaplex windows on December 28th, 1988, though much of the Christmas grandeur had faded into a gentle calm. Early that morning, Harry stirred from sleep in the security office, the faint buzz of overhead lights and the hum of distant machinery lulling him into a slow, easy waking. The leftover holiday decorations—small twinkling lights, garlands draped around doorframes—gave the otherwise sterile corridors a cozy sparkle. He stretched, tugging the Vanny costume c...

Naruto and Secrets of Aperture Science: Chapter 12: A Sanctuary of Bonds

March 3rd dawned in Aperture’s main facility with the soft hum of machines and the gentle glow of rising lights. The subdued, silvery twilight of an artificial morning set an almost dreamlike mood, still steeped in the tension and resolve that had prevailed following the news of the upcoming Chūnin Exams. Yet despite the undercurrent of significance, Naruto could sense a quiet shift in the atmosphere. Something softer, more intimate, settled over the family, as though the swirl of politics...

Despair's Unexpected Savior: Chapter 7: Perfection In Motion

Bright autumn leaves rustled across the courtyard of Hope’s Peak Elementary on a crisp October 30th, 1986, as Harry Potter wrapped up another day of classes. The school’s towering walls, an imposing blend of modern design and polished stone, loomed behind him. He wore the uniform naturally now—dark blazer and slacks, tie neatly knotted—each step exuding a poise he had not possessed even a month prior. A faint breeze stirred the strands of his perpetually unruly hair, while the setting...

The Silent Lullabies of Forgotten Factory: Chapter 7: Foundations of a New Dawn

Harry woke slowly on August 1, 1987, the plush room’s padded walls casting a gentle hush over the morning. He lay beneath a heap of soft toys, blankets, and pillows, all arranged haphazardly from the joyful chaos of last night’s celebration. For a moment, his eyes remained closed, his mind drifting through dreamlike echoes of birthday wishes and warm embraces. He recalled how Mommy Long Legs, Huggy Wuggy, Kissy Missy, and the others had gathered around him, presenting a lopsided cake, a h...

Symfony of Machines: Chapter 7: Foundations Of Family And Knowledge

Quiet settled over Freddy’s Anime Convention in the hours after the Autumn Festival ended, as if the building itself were taking a long, contented breath. The lounge, usually filled with chatter and warm light, now glowed softly with only a few overhead lamps still on. Harry lay on his futon, deeply asleep beneath a blanket Chica had gently tucked around him hours before. The distant scent of spiced autumn treats and the memory of glowing lanterns drifted through the corridors, lending the ...

Schedule for 20.2.2025 - Applies to All Members

Hi Hitmen01 here giving you a schedule for this week this applies to all members

Neon Shadows of Fate

- Chapter 8 will be available on 20.2.2025 at 10:00 - 11:00 CET and will be free for all members

- Chapter 10 will be available on 20.2.2025 at 15:00 - 16:00 CET for users with Reader+ or Reader+ Premium

Reader+ will cost you 5$, Reader+ Premium will cost you 10$

Beyond the Boundaries of Time

- Chapter 8 will be a...

Fragile Hope: Chapter 7: The Bonds That Shape Us

(October 30, 1989 – February 17, 1990)

The hour was late, and the soft, steady ticking of a clock in the hall seemed to punctuate the hush inside the house. Outside, wind rustled dried leaves against the siding, and the porch lamp cast a muted glow on the driveway. Amanda found herself standing by the living room window, palms resting lightly on the windowsill, gazing out at the quiet suburb. The space behind her felt warm, suffused with the pleasant smells of cinnamon and co...

Raised by Mew Reborn: Chapter 7: Foundations of Honor and Family

A low hush lay over the forest, a gentle layering of mist caught between tall oaks and curling ferns. Where Chapter 6 had ended—Mewtwo’s arrival and the uncertain truce under Mew’s watch—the new day promised neither resolution nor conflict, only the fragile possibility of both. At the base of a gnarled tree, Harry stirred. He was still nestled in Kangaskhan’s pouch, the large Pokémon dozing lightly against the trunk. Dawn arrived in pale gold rays that painted the forest floor in s...

Lonely Ruler and Her Sunshine: Chapter 7: Bonds Forged Across the Sea

Soft autumn light filtered through the tall windows of Pangaea Castle, illuminating the marbled corridors in gentle gold. Over the past two years, a barely noticeable metamorphosis had come over Mary Geoise—one that bloomed under the watchful eyes of Imu and her adopted son Harry. Each day, servants bustled with slightly less fear. The Celestial Dragons—while still elevated in their rigid hierarchies—found themselves influenced by subtle reforms that granted servants more humane treatme...

Harry Potter and BBPS Reborn: Chapter 7: Foundations of Strength and Family

A soft glow of moonlight lingers at the edges of Harry’s curtains on the night of Christmas Day, well past the hour most children in wizarding Britain have succumbed to dreams. The hush in the corridors of Potter Manor feels warm, a hush of belonging rather than solitude. Harry nestles under his blankets, lulled by the memory of earlier festivities: Lani’s squeals as they unwrapped matching scarves, Hazel’s shy excitement over her new journal, Lily’s tender smile, and James’s awkwar...

Harry Potter and Toon Force: Chapter 7: The Magic of Imagination

A summer sun filtered through the wide windows of Potter Manor, striking the polished floors at playful angles. It was August 6, 1989—an ordinary morning in many ways, but for Harry Potter, ordinary had taken on a meaning all its own. He stirred in his massive four-poster bed, the duvet warm and soft against his skin, blinking sleep from his eyes. The sweet scent of honeysuckle drifted in from outside, woven through with the faint tang of lavender blossoms, perfuming the corridors. Beyond t...

Shinigami Vacation: Chapter 7: The Resurgence Of Research And The Fox Queen’s Reign

A muted sunrise slants across the Seireitei’s pristine walls, tinting them in soft amber as the day begins. The Soul Society is unusually tranquil for this hour, save for the distant shuffle of a few early-rising squads taking their posts. Inside the Shinigami’s quarters, light filters through shoji screens in pale beams, sketching diagonal shapes on the tatami floor. The hush of dawn carries a gentle hush of possibility, tinged with the faint hum of stirring life beyond the walls.

...

Rescued by Lamia: Chapter 7

The night hung silent over Kimihito’s household, as though the wind itself had decided to hold its breath. Lamplight from the street pooled in soft, golden patches across the sidewalk, and in that hush, tiny stirring sounds could be heard that most people would never notice. An insect’s legs scraping the concrete. A bird shifting its wings on a telephone wire. The faint drip from a distant gutter left open by the last repair crew. And above it all, half-hidden in the tangle of overhead ca...

Rescued by Tails: Chapter 7: Wings of Change

A muffled hush settled over Tails’s home in the earliest light of December 28, 1989, the day after Christmas festivities had drawn to a close. The world outside remained bound in winter’s calm, a gentle blanket of snow reflecting the dawn’s pale glow. In the living area, the evergreen in the corner—still adorned with handmade ornaments—lent a lingering warmth to the shadows, as though the spirit of the season had decided to stay a little longer. Upstairs, in the cozy second-floor be...

Kyubii Son Reborn: Chapter 7: A Bond Forged In Fire

Morning drifted in through the attic’s single, grimy window on August 8th, 1987, illuminating the cramped space that had, in its own unlikely way, become a warm home. From the makeshift bed on the far side, Harry Potter stirred, blinking away the last wisps of sleep. He sat up slowly, the threadbare blanket slipping from his shoulders, and for a moment, he simply listened: water dripping from an old gutter somewhere outside, distant traffic hum, and faint shuffling sounds from the rest of t...

Harry Potter and the Crimson Shadows: Chapter 9: Metamorphosis and Machinations

Night settled over Hellsing Manor on March 9, 1990, without fanfare, the world outside held tight in winter’s lingering grasp. Few stars pierced the low, clouded sky, and a pale slice of moon cast the gardens in a muted glow. Indoors, however, the manor’s corridors hummed with an unspoken tension. Gone was the relative lull that had followed the months of silent preparations; this evening felt charged, as though every flicker of candlelight revealed a deeper purpose. The hush was neither ...

Neon Shadows of Fate: Chapter 9

On the morning of August 6th, 1988, a thin beam of early sunlight pierced the drawn blinds of the security office, illuminating the dust motes dancing in the hush. Harry awoke to the gentle hum of the Pizzaplex’s ventilation, curled around the familiar white folds of his Vanny costume. The fabric pressed against his cheek, its plush softness strangely comforting. Memories of his magical birthday celebration lingered in his mind, trailing sweetness and warmth. He stretched, blinking at the t...

Naruto and Secrets of Aperture Science: Chapter 11: A Legacy in Motion

A pale winter dawn lit the horizon beyond Aperture’s domed skylight, blending tangerine and rose along the sky’s rim. In the main facility, the steel corridors gleamed with faint reflections of that distant sunrise, each metallic panel gently humming with the energy that powered this new era. No one looking at the tranquil scene would guess that just the day before, a whirlwind of red sand and ancient puppet artistry had nearly swept away the last vestige of a dead past. Now, the hush aft...

Bound by Shadows and Sorrow: Chapter 9: The Quiet Season at Camp Crystal Phoenix Lake

A thin band of orange crept along the horizon over Camp Crystal Phoenix Lake, illuminating the hushed world in pale, tentative light. The date was August 8th, 1990—a day that felt strikingly still after the summer’s rush of voices, scuffling footsteps, and ripples of laughter on the water. The last camper’s goodbye lingered in the air like an echo in a canyon, fading into the rustle of pine trees and the faint slap of lake water against the docks.

Harry stood on the porch of the m...

Beyond the Boundaries of Time: Chapter 9: Detonation of Defiance

A pale hush clung to the corridors of Hogwarts in the quiet wake that followed the tumult of recent weeks. Outside, the winter snow drifted steadily, piling in frosted mounds along the courtyard walls. Within, a subdued tension emanated from the walls themselves, as though the very stones were holding their breath. In the final moments of Chapter 8, Violet Potter and her mother, Jennifer Braun, had contemplated the widening cracks in wizarding society—a silent vow passing between them to st...

Harry and the Wolf: Chapter 11: Growth, Bonds, and the Arrival of the Alpha

Soft summer light washed over the wolves’ den, painting each woven partition and fur-draped alcove in hues of sunlit gold. Warmth and the murmurs of a forest alive with budding life drifted in through the den’s entrance. The morning of June 4th, 1989, began much like the countless others Harry had enjoyed in this place of refuge and belonging—but with each new day, he sensed more magic and possibility stirring in the world around him.

He lay cocooned in a pile of slumbering wolves...

Queen Of Forbidden Forest: Chapter 6: Bonds Of Thread And Fang

Sirius Black could still smell the faint tang of spider silk embedded in his clothes when he woke up. Slowly, he opened his eyes and stared upward at the gently glowing cavern ceiling, disbelieving his own memory. He was no longer tightly bound, but the phantom itch of those silken bindings lingered across his skin. As he shifted, his body ached from sleeping on a woven bed of magical threads. Merlin, everything about this place—this underground chamber, these pulsing web-walls, the hushed ...