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A Certain Torpid Teleporter I stared at the closed gates of Tokiwadai Middle School. So, this was what it was like to go to middle school again. What a drag. Not the gates—the metal bars were a decoration that didn't do much to stop ingress past the third dimension and the seventh. It was...

Saturday 1st of June 2002, Two years before the start of Canon A Certain Magical Index I close the door to my apartment behind me and finally let my exhaustion show. Even though my feet ache I get through the rote change from work clothes to a comfortable t-shirt and soft Gekota slippers...

A Certain Mimicked Iteration Chapter n: Does Anyone Even Copy Kamachi's Fall Out Boy-Like Long Ass Chapter Titles? (Does Fall Out Boy Even Do Those Anymore? Does Panic! At the Disco? And Didn't Panic! Disband? I Am Old) — Sous-Titre_Dans_Une_Autre_Langue. There are few openings to a story...

Pain I gently lowered the weights to the ground. Breathe in. Another pulse of pain erupts in my head. Breathe out. Little by little the pain in my head receded, until I could open my eyes without the overhead lighting stabbing daggers into my eyes. "That was a 0.004% improvement to your...

With every story, there is a beginning. And with every beginning, there is a story. But enough about such things. As I am sure you have already been reading the sequel fanfic to this oneshot, A Certain Scientific Pair Of Railgun Aces. Well, this is the prequel. And it was on a day like any...

Author Notes: If any of the readers are wondering, this specific story has no connection whatsoever to my other multi-cross project. This is basically its own story, focusing only on Marvel, DC, and ToAru, just these three, only a three-way crossover, so don't expect any other franchise to show...

"What am I, the great Shirai Kuroko, doing here cleaning up the mess of others?" She asked for the hundredth time, knowing that the only response to her woes was continued silence. Despite her intelligence – and her own self awareness – Shirai Kuroko still could not stop herself from asking...

A Certain Little Legion Hm /escape? What's this /escape? Strange /return. I don't think it's supposed to be like this, but /backspace... maybe /return... A droning siren echoed. Something shook in a deep thrum beneath me like an earthquake, and a voice swore. "It's coming around,"...

Kuroko's eyes zoom at the corridor's walls, which are heavily decorated with ribbons and ruffles. She listened halfheartedly to the person who spoke on the podium. Kuroko was sure it was the same speech rehash every year for everyone that graduated trainer schools, even if it was the same...

Beta-read and some edits by The Name Of Love Chapter One There came a point while being punched repeatedly in the face at which the pain stopped being interesting. I mean, different kinds of pain evoke different reactions; sometimes, pain can psych you up—mostly when it's not somewhere...

——— 'Despite these experiments, which suggest that quantum uncertainty can result in alternate timeline creation, the existence of fully alternate universes is still without evidence. Research projects to remedy this lack of evidence have been proposed; however, unless the current model of...

Thank you to TacitSoliloquy, It's Called Borrowing ze~, Intrique_Diablo and Eotyrannus for ideas and encouragement! I glared at the Gekota plushy in front of me, calculations intended to create a bowl of altered space running through my head. I reached out mentally, wrapping the toy in a field...

My earliest memory is of books. I can remember long hours spent deciphering the cramped, spindly handwriting of ancient academics. My fingers still recall the invisible divots, the ink-patterns in a page that differentiate a goose-feather quill from a swan's. The scratchy texture of vellum, the...

Parts of the dialogue were taken from Shell 4.8. A Flung Light Consequences Friday, 15th April 2011 – Brockton Bay, Storage Yard My neck itched. The sea breeze swept through the aisles of the storage yard. In the distance I saw the Protectorate Headquarters. It's force field scintillated...

Author's Note: This is a crossover with A Certain Mental Isekai, an excellent fic mostly on SB but recently being posted on SV. For those unfamiliar with her, you can think of this Queen Administrator as an eldritch abomination who, due to extensive trauma born from repeated...

Ping. The world around me was laid bare. For most espers, psychic powers were difficult to use. Barely existent, really. Within the grounds of Academy City, we were classified into five ranks, with a sixth 'Level 0' for those whose powers are barely noticeable. This distribution of power...

Wait, why is there wind blowing through my hair!? The last time I checked, I was sound asleep in my bed after I had finished typing up another chapter for one of my fanfics. But before I had gone to bed, I had filled out a form on what I assumed was a scam email that had somehow wound up in my...

Date: September 12, 2011 "Man, that high school graduation sure was memorable...it took me one additional year then everyone else...but that is to be expected...sure...I was held back in my junior year once...but that was because I wasn't ready to move to the next grade just yet...still...I...

Date: On The Evening Of October 5, 2012 With my eyes drooping, I thought better than to click "Next episode" and instead decided to sleep. The red LED's of the clock next to me informing me of the early hour. I switched off the third episode of "A certain scientific railgun" just as the credits...

It was a sunny day, in the municipal bus station that drives straight to the city of science. Academy City. A metropolis purely dedicated to the pursuit of science and all its miscellaneous ventures, attended by people of all ages, child to adult. Technologically, Academy City boasts of being...

Misaka OS 1.2.4 installed successfully, I realized a moment later. It’s one thing to recognize the newly formed transcriptions in my head, it’s another to acknowledge the massive wealth of information directly written into my brain. I couldn’t even call them memories either, because they just...

Academy City of Science and Technology, a landlocked sovereign city-state whose territory consists of a walled enclave within the Tokyo Metropolitan Employment Area, a metropolis of schools, research, development, and strange, almost impossible technology with vast and varied research projects...

Rewrite of my last fic. All of the advice is greatly appreciated. Thanks so much. September 9th, Part 1 The city was buzzing like a beehive that was just kicked, pissed on, and lit on fire. My phone vibrated for what felt like the millionth time today. This is what I deserved for following so...

Chapter 1 When I woke up, the one thing I thought I knew for sure was that I was dead. I didn't remember how, or what had killed me, or even the day of my death overall. But for some reason, I was certain: I had died. At the time, if someone had asked me how I would describe death, I would...

Her fashion tends to reflect her mood at times as she is not tied down to one specific style over the other, a constant staple of her look are dangling jewel red earrings.[/SPOILER] ❅ - Signifies a break in time. So moving forward 20 minutes or maybe a few hours for example. Significant...