𓉘 ayato aishi x f!reader 𓉝 One minute you were playing that yandere schoolgirl game. And the next, you woke up in a random house where the saturation was a little too high and the graphics a little too animated. Did you just isekai into Yandere Simulator? ...well crap. You decide to let the game run its normal course, intending to help Ayano win Taro over non-lethally, except there's one problem. They don't exist. *i do NOT support nor condone anything that disgusting dev has done* rankings: #1 taeko #1 yansim #1 ayatoaishi #1 ayato #2 yanderesimulator

❝ IF YOU'RE GONNA CALL ME A BITCH...MAKE SURE YOU DO IT WHILE CHOKING ME. ❞ __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ In Which a Gothic Raider tortures a Cleaner with a praise Kink who wants nothing more than for her to drop dead, only making her want him more. __________________ ׂׂૢ་༘࿐ BABY DOLL夢精 ENEMIES TO LOVERS ▞▞▞▞▞, Comedy, Angst, Slow Burn, for all body sizes, skin tones, etc! 🏻 🏼 🏽 🏾 🏿 ▞▞▞▞▞Please don't forget to Comment, Vote & Enjoy! ▞▞▞▞▞PUBLISHED• Sep/23/25 ▞▞▞▞▞FINISHED•??\???\??

[Male! Wednesday x Reader] ❝𝑾𝒆 𝒂𝒓𝒆 𝒔𝒐 𝒚𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒈 𝑶𝒖𝒓 𝒍𝒊𝒗𝒆𝒔 𝒉𝒂𝒗𝒆 𝒋𝒖𝒔𝒕 𝒃𝒆𝒈𝒖𝒏 𝑩𝒖𝒕 𝒂𝒍𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒚 𝒘𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒄𝒐𝒏𝒔𝒊𝒅𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝒆𝒔𝒄𝒂𝒑𝒆 𝒇𝒓𝒐𝒎 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝑨𝒏𝒅 𝒘𝒆'𝒗𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒊𝒕𝒆𝒅 𝒇𝒐𝒓 𝒔𝒐 𝒍𝒐𝒏𝒈 𝑭𝒐𝒓 𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒎𝒐𝒎𝒆𝒏𝒕 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒐𝒎𝒆 𝑾𝒆'𝒓𝒆 𝒂𝒏𝒙𝒊𝒐𝒖𝒔 𝒕𝒐 𝒃𝒆 𝒕𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑻𝒐𝒈𝒆𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏 𝒅𝒆𝒂𝒕𝒉...❞ -❝𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝒎𝒆? 𝒀𝒐𝒖 𝒍𝒐𝒗𝒆 𝗺𝗲?❞ ••• -❝𝒚𝒐𝒖'𝒓𝒆... 𝒖𝒏𝒆𝒙𝒑𝒆𝒄𝒕𝒆𝒅𝒍𝒚 𝒅𝒊𝒔𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒄𝒕𝒊𝒏𝒈❞ season 1: in progress season 2: ×

(Male!Isabella x Reader) The town calls him perfect. The miracle favors him. And yet, the only girl he wants to impress rolls her eyes when he makes flowers bloom. When old wounds reopen and a forgotten ceremony still lingers between them, Y/n and Isé find themselves caught between loyalty, pride, and something neither of them are brave enough to name. In a town where magic grows freely, so do the thorns. - ©Disney All Encanto characters originally belongs to them.

Your very first clear memory was not of the Ground , but your own death. You remember the pain . the sounds of sirens and screaming. A piece of metal was sticking out of your stomach. Your skin coated in a deep red while paramedics run about to save other survivors. Not you of course, you could tell it was over for you. Left ear torn off , blinded in your right eye , and blood spilling from your mouth. The scent of smoke was all you could smell before you closed your eyes forever. Reincarnation ? you never believed in it. Neither did you believe much in other religions. You'd stayed playing it safe as an agonist but questioning the purpose of life and death only made your head hurt and heart race. Looking in the mirror with a new face you kinda had too. (Reader is reincarnated and wakes up as Hyo but doesn't realize it until a concerning amount of time has passed.)

You were born on the rich side, where dirt is a rumor and blood never stains long enough to matter. Your hands stayed clean-not because you were careful, but because the world was. Well your side at least. Jewels weighed your wrists. Safety wrapped your throat like silk. Freedom was handed to you so often it stopped feeling special. You smiled easily. Spoke to anyone. Asked questions people laughed off instead of answering. But the Slums were different. They weren't ugly to you-just unfinished. Like a sentence cut off mid-thought. If we're all human, why is there a gate?

ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀᴛᴛᴀᴄᴋ !| ɢᴀᴄʜɪᴀᴋᴜᴛᴀ ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ x ᴍᴜᴀʟᴀɴɪ ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ |꯱ׁׅ֒υׁׅƙׁׅ֑ꪱׁׅꪱׁׅ'꯱ׁׅ֒ ɑׁׅ֮qׁׅυׁׅɑׁׅ֮ꭈׁׅꪱׁׅυׁׅ ꩇׁׅ݊ ⋅˚₊‧ଳ ‧₊˚ ⋅ ©

Chung Myung x oc -------------------- The Return of the blossoming blade belongs to BIGA. (will follow the manhwa and novel)

Y/n L/n used to live with her sister, mother, and father. All together in a nice home on earth. Her father and sister were Angels, while her mother and her are demons. Neither kind resided in their homeland, for earth was far more peaceful. Eliza, Y/n's older sister, completely purged her demon side while Y/n kept her angel side, though she never uses it and denounces her angel status. Her father did not know that the two of them were demons. He was under the impression that they were humans. He did not take the news well. Eliza considered their parents death Y/n's fault, and is tracking her down. Y/n fled to England, hoping to live a low, calm life. Eating souls, drinking blood, you know... the calm life. Y/n has secrets. Secrets that NO ONE should know, but as every cliché fanfic, they find out sooner than later. She's a fallen angel, but she's also a rising demon who's constantly fighting for her loved ones. However, her time is coming, but what is it? You'll have to find out. !!BEING COMPLETELY REWRITTEN!!! #1 in Demonicblackcat Highest Ranking (I own nothing!) (Everyone and everything belongs to their rightful owner!) (I only own the plot and my OC's!) (You own yourself!) (Warning!: Cursing, blood, gore!)

Avatar various x reader; Before Pandora had a name, before the forest learned to breathe through veins of light, you existed. Not as flesh. Not as bone. Not as Na'vi, nor Sky Person. You were between. A presence held within the endless hum of the Tree of Souls-where memories did not sleep, but listened. Where countless essences drifted like embers, waiting, watching, knowing. They called you souls, though none of you were ever born. Some shimmered with curiosity. Some trembled with fear. All of you understood Pandora. You knew the balance Eywa protected. You knew the violence that threatened it. You knew the cost of choosing a body, a will, a fate. And so, when Eywa's voice moved through the great network-vast, patient, eternal- 'Who will walk for me?' ❗️Reader can be oc-ish ❗️Heavily follows Avatar movie series storyline ❗️Begins from Avatar: The Way of Water