𝐂𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐭𝐞𝐧, 𝐜𝐨𝐰𝐠𝐢𝐫𝐥?" You walk around like you got a big one in your pants. Maybe it's cuz if you were a guy, you would most definitely would. Maybe you wouldn't be involved in all this if you hadn't got a good heart in your big 'ol chest. Now, you got a bunch of crazy lovebirds chasing you. - Well, at least they cute.

You wake up with nothing. No memories, past, or possessions... Only a name, and detached concepts. Stranded in a dangerous foreign place, the only thing you have is a strange talking rabbit named Bibi who claims he can guide you back to your world, memories, and loved ones. He can give you a purpose. But his help comes with a condition... Bibi feeds on human emotions-and it's your job to incite them in others. Fear, trust, jealousy, sorrow, love, hatred, hope, and desperation. As long as you give him a supply of emotions strong enough to consume, he promises to help you recover your memories and return home. But in a world full of impossible beasts, deadly sickness, dangerous people, and emotions you barely understand... The more connections you build, the harder it becomes to leave them behind because of your own emotions. A Various (Gachiakuta) x (Fem) Reader Isekai Insert (Gachiakuta characters and world is written by and belongs to Kei Urana this is a fan made story!)

eternal are the stars that burn, even as they die. house of the dragon, jacaerys velaryon x fem!oc started // 03.2025 ✦✦✦

╰┈➤ «𝑾𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆 𝒅𝒐𝒆𝒔 𝒂𝒍𝒍 𝒕𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒇𝒐𝒐𝒅 𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒏 𝒈𝒐?» «𝑶𝒖𝒕 𝒎𝒚 𝒂𝒔𝒔, 𝒖𝒔𝒖𝒂𝒍𝒍𝒚.» |YAN! GACHIAKUTA x fem! reader| ˚₊· ͟͟͞͞➳❥ You imagine yourself at the very bottom of the 'no lifers' category of social life. You're a coward and a crybaby. You're a failed comedian, a failed actress- a failed everything. So obviously, when you're sent to world that is much more dangerous than your already overstimulating one, you lose your shit. And you somehow manage to make a lot of other people lose their shit as well. COVER BY @akariri 𝗚𝗮𝗰𝗵𝗶𝗮𝗸𝘂𝘁𝗮 © Kei Urana

"It may seem weak, but a single roll can turn the tide-trust your fate to me in this gamble." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ The characters do not belong to me other than my OC'S, they belong to Kei Urana. STARTED WRITING ON 10/11/2025 AND ENDED ON THE XX/XX/20XX

*CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR MANGA, AU, NON CANON COMPLIANT* Being a trader in the Sphere had its highs and lows; you did whatever it took to satisfy the Sphererites as long as the profits were good. One day, your father met Caines, a rich, corrupt man seeking power over the Sphere, even using his own son to achieve it. This encounter changed everything you knew, and as fate took an unexpected turn, a new life emerged as you were thrown into the Pit. You were rescued by a stoic, confident man, joining the Cleaners. You found salvation in more ways than one, yet you still battled emotions of grief and loss. Love came to you in its various forms: manipulative, toxic, soft, and gentle. It clouded your perception of reality, except for one clear thought. You had one mission, Killing Caines. crossposted on ao3, quotev, & tumblr @ regalrem

" Catharsis, it's the purging or release of emotional tensions, especially through kinds of art or music. " pairing. august stilza x f!oc/reader. slight reverse harem. 𝗢𝗡𝗚𝗢𝗜𝗡𝗚. November 2025 @infantazia

ᝰ. ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴏɴʟʏ ʀᴇᴀꜱᴏɴ ꜰᴏʀ ᴊᴏɪɴɪɴɢ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴀɪᴅᴇʀꜱ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴅᴇꜱᴛʀᴏʏ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴘʜᴇʀᴇ-ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ᴍᴏʀᴇ, ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʟᴇꜱꜱ. ʙᴜᴛ ᴡʜᴇɴ ᴘᴇʀꜱᴏɴᴀʟ ᴍʏꜱᴛᴇʀɪᴇꜱ ʙᴇɢɪɴ ᴛᴏ ᴜɴʀᴀᴠᴇʟ, ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘʀɪᴏʀɪᴛɪᴇꜱ ᴛᴀᴋᴇ ᴀ ʙᴀᴄᴋ ꜱᴇᴀᴛ. ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʟᴇᴀɴᴇʀꜱ ᴋɴᴏᴡ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀʙᴏᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪᴍᴘᴏʀᴛᴀɴᴛʟʏ, ᴡʜʏ ᴅᴏᴇꜱ ᴏɴᴇ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ꜱᴇᴇᴍ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴍᴜᴄʜ? ᝰ. ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ꜱᴘᴏɪʟᴇʀꜱ, ʙᴜᴛ ᴅɪᴠᴇʀɢᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏʀɪɢɪɴᴀʟ ᴘʟᴏᴛ ⓘ ᴘʟᴇᴀꜱᴇ ʙᴇ ᴀᴅᴠɪꜱᴇᴅ: ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜰᴀɴꜰɪᴄ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴀɪɴꜱ ᴛʜᴇᴍᴇꜱ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜʙꜱᴛᴀɴᴄᴇ ᴜꜱᴇ, ꜱᴇxᴜᴀʟ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ, ᴀɴᴅ ᴍɪꜱᴄᴀʀʀɪᴀɢᴇ (enjin x fem!reader) - art by the talented @lynuyu

《Fairy Tail x reader》 《Female F/n》 The stars awaited with bated breath, the space of time continuum seem to pause under the command of the cosmic. From the earth, the very crust of the living, the damned clawed, scratched, and kicked. For the first time, She has risen, a fraction of herself- and hunger was the first felt. The ghost of a woman long gone, meandering was all she could do, an aimless journey through pointless raptures and tasks- her leaps between people and guild a simple habit. A chore even. Until the Black Dragon came to the island, and ruined it all.

"every time a new Targaryen is born, he said, the gods toss a coin in the air and the world holds its breath to see how it will land" - in which the gods watch and wait for the coins of a son born in greatness and a daughter born in misery | crossposted on ao3 | | all rights belong to George RR Martin, HBO, and Warner Bros, save for my OCs and the plot points I have created | - 2022, xxpeppermintxx109 best rankings - #3 elia martell (09/24/25) #6 asoiaf (10/03/24) #7 game of thrones (05/09/25) #27 rhaegar targaryen (03/25/25) #46 Jaime Lannister (01/24/25) #51 asongoficeandfire (03/14/25)