A dumb, jackass writer who can't ever finish his damn books dies from a heart attack and is left in the void. He isn't alone. Making a deal with a bored collective consciousness, he is ejected from the Void, and it soon comes to his attention that he may not be the only one who came from beyond. Armed only with a smartass system and the power of a nerfed Tenno, can this recreated, melded man make it to the end of his story while his patron keeps messing with him? Gamer fic. Sometimes includes dark themes. Unlike my earlier fics, I'll try not to shove them in, but hopefully integrate them more easily. Includes a few fandoms and some other things.

[This story is intended for Mature Audiences only.] A Sinner wakes up in Hell, manifested as a skeleton. Sounds like a Tuesday, but this skeleton is different. He is coated in flames, he's dressed as a biker. He's stronger than most other Sinners. He has amnesia in regards to his life on Earth, so people just call him Rider. Why do they call him Rider? Well, he rides a flaming motorcycle obviously. However...there's a different reason. It's because this Skeleton subconsciously reminds certain Sinners of the Spirit of Vengeance...better known in the modern age as the Ghost Rider. Who just so happens to also be a flaming skeleton who also rides a flaming bike. But that's not Rider... Rider's just chill. Always Hazbin, always will be. [Ghost Rider and it's affiliated character are owned by Marvel Comics and Marvel Entertainment.] [Hazbin Hotel, Helluva Boss and its affiliated characters are all owned by Spindlehorse Productions, A24 Studios and Vivienne Madranno.] [All lore alterations are made in good faith] [Any and all religious iconography is meant to be referential and world-building. Not potshots at any religions]

Y/N is a shapeshifting anomaly forced to help Billy Butcher tear down Vought. But surviving the world's deadliest heroes becomes the least of his worries when the most powerful, terrifying woman on Earth sets her sights on him. Vought's untouchable, starry-caped goddess doesn't just want mankind's worship. Homelander She wants him.

Ahh, Night City... the City of Dreams... A city with 5 simple rules: Live, Love, Lose, Despair, Die. But what happens when a boy's eyes are opened? Will he be guided by ambition? Maybe by the people he meets? Or could it be by a voice that should not exist... by the Whispers of the Wall? Unfortunately for this Gonk, naivety and curiosity tend to open doors... And as they say, there are doors you don't open, because some doors, once opened, do not close. --- Uploading Schedule: Monday, Wednesday, Friday, and Saturday from 11 am to 12 pm Eastern Standard Time (US) (Shorter Chapters, Quicker Updates) Fic will contain: - Extreme Levels of Violence - Netrunning and Programming - Edegerunners + 2077 - Lore Accuracy (With some Creative Liberties here and there) - Cyberpunk Slang

Kuroha is reborn in the world of Uma Musume, where the greatest racetracks double as school stadiums and legends are made under stadium lights. He's late to the party: superstar Oguri Cap has already moved up to the prestigious Tracen Central Academy, and future icon Tokai Teio hasn't arrived yet. Kuroha is stuck coaching in the sticks-until he recruits raw talent Fujimasa March and starts steamrolling the local circuit. With smart training, brutal discipline, and a chip on his shoulder, Kuroha sets his sights on the only stage that matters: The Top!

"Forgive me Father, for I have sinned.." Dispatch X Male Blind Reader.

"Anger...is what made...me..." "You don't seem so different to the rest of my friends," "They...were made from trauma. I...was made from rage," ~~~~~~~~~~ In 1985, five kids suddenly went missing, at the well-known "Freddy Fazbear's Pizza", a restaurant that was centred around Children's entertainment. For years, everyone speculated on what really happened to them, since there were no bodies discovered, only really bad smells coming from the restaurant's animatronics, Freddy, Bonnie, Chica, and Foxy. However, unknown to everyone, these bad smells...came from the rotting bodies of the kids, who had been stuffed inside the suits...by William Afton, the serial killer responsible. However, those five kids...weren't his first victims. His very first victim, wasn't even a child. A 19 year old boy, called "Blake Emily", had died at Afton's hands years prior, in 1982, whilst attenpting to save his sister, Charlotte. Afton, who thought he had killed Blake, stuffed the boy inside the Prototype "Nightmare Fredbear" animatronic suit, a prototype that had been deemed "too scary" for the children, and as a result, was left abandoned in the back of the original restaurant, before being moved to the newer one simply out of nostalgia. However, unfortunately for Afton... Nightmares, can sometimes come true... ~~~~~~~~~ I DON'T OWN FIVE NIGHTS AT FREDDY'S, OR ANYTHING. ALL RIGHTS GO TO THEIR RESPECTIVE OWNERS.

Your caught up in a invasion in a Mars Facilty and you meet a certain Female Space marine in green armor.