Juu

Eduardo is a simple 3rd year high school student. Monica is a medical student at the best college in town. Eduardo and Monica are completely different in everything, in tastes, opinions and many things... But as they say, opposites attract...

Mary

A story inspired by the song Eduardo and Mônica - Legião Urbana.

Herock

A One-shot based on the music of Cassia Eller

Batatisa

I used to go to church just to steal the money That the old ladies put in the altar box I really felt that I was really different I felt that there it wasn't his place He wanted to go out to see the sea And the things he saw on television He saved money so he could travel < br /> Of his own choice, he chose solitude [...] And the Holy Christ worked until death But he didn't have enough money to eat And he listened to the news at seven o'clock That always said that his minister was going to help [...] Now Santo Cristo was a bandit Fearless and feared in the Federal District He had no fear of the police Captain or drug dealer, playboy or general That's when he met a girl And of all his sins he repented Maria Lúcia was a beautiful girl And his heart for her the Holy Christ promised [...] Faroeste Caboclo - Legião Urbana

jonasexistiu

In the vast and indifferent fabric of space-time, where improbability is a constant and logic is rarely invited for tea, there exists the Department of Interdimensional Bureaucracy (DIB). Its purpose? To ensure that reality remains minimally functional or, at least, sufficiently confusing so that no one notices otherwise. But something went wrong. Horribly, catastrophically, fill-out-three-copies-of-reports wrong. Immanuel Breckford, a man whose greatest achievement until then was remembering where he left his keys, unexpectedly finds himself involved in one of the DIB's most catastrophic failures. Upon receiving a Temporary Ontological Adjustment Request Form 42/B, his existence is recalculated. To correct this cosmic blunder, the DIB sends Artemis Xyllan-7, Senior Auditor and specialist in metaphysical disasters. Armed with an expired stopwatch, a pen that alters probabilities, and the patience of a black hole, she has little time (and even less desire) to fix the problem before the universe decides to file Immanuel away permanently.

Liky Wolf

In Hawkins, things rarely disappear for good; they change shape, location, or name and keep circulating under the guise of normality. In the summer of 1985, the town is still awash in color, music, and activity, while small inconsistencies remain scattered among ordinary events, unfinished stories, and coincidences that seem to linger longer than they should. For someone who came here hoping to find nothing but distance, the place begins to take on a strangeness that is difficult to pin down, as if something were always slightly out of place, too close to ignore and too obscure to name.