They say if you hear a siren, you're already lost. Her voice slips through the fog, soft as a secret. "Come closer," she sings. He stops at the edge of the deck. "Are you trying to kill me?" A pause. Then a smile in the dark. "No," she says. "I'm trying to see if you'll jump." The sea waits. When a curious siren, bound to the sea, is unwillingly tangled with a class that draws trouble like a tide. "Your emergency contact is listed as 'The Ocean'?" "Yeah, she's very supportive. Never judges me. Unlike some people." .

"...im not gonna lie, that was pretty cringe." What happens when an impulsive but also immature person gets chucked into a game that they're in love with? half real story + half crack fic c: Genshin x GN!reader be aware that romance isn't exactly the most important thing in this book, only small crushes on mc or blushing will occur 🫶 (finished but is under editing!) Editing percent = 15% completed // side note // Did I abandon this book? Maybe. But I hope It can get a laugh out of whoever reads it anyways.

𝘉𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘪𝘴𝘯'𝘵 𝘢𝘴 𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘺 𝘢𝘴 𝘪𝘵 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘴, 𝘦𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘸𝘩𝘰 𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯 𝘰𝘷𝘦𝘳𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘬𝘦𝘳. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦𝘯 𝘩𝘦𝘳 𝘲𝘶𝘪𝘳𝘬 𝘧𝘰𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦. 𝘚𝘩𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘥 𝘢 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘮𝘢𝘯𝘺 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘤𝘦𝘴, 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘷𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘨𝘴 𝘥𝘪𝘧𝘧𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘣𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦𝘳. 𝘈𝘭𝘭 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘵𝘰 𝘥𝘰 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦𝘭𝘪𝘦𝘷𝘦. 𝘈𝘯𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘤𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥𝘯'𝘵. 𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘴𝘩𝘦 𝘯𝘦𝘦𝘥𝘦𝘥 𝘸𝘢𝘴 𝘴𝘶𝘱𝘱𝘰𝘳𝘵 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘴𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘨𝘶𝘪𝘥𝘦 𝘩𝘦𝘳. 𝘖𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘢𝘴𝘦, 𝘢 𝘧𝘦𝘸 𝘱𝘦𝘰𝘱𝘭𝘦. @𝗔𝘀𝘁𝗮𝘂𝗿𝗶𝗲𝗹 - 𝟭𝟮/𝟬𝟲/𝟮𝟬𝟮𝟮

𝐁𝐎𝐊𝐔 𝐍𝐎 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐎 𝐀𝐂𝐀𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐈𝐀. Y/n stared blankly at the floor in the middle of the road as she tried to comprehend the fact that she wasn't turning to ash under the burning sun. "What is your quirk" "Sleep" "Huh-" *thud* 𝐛𝐧𝐡𝐚 𝐯𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐞 𝐞𝐧𝐦𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫.

── .✦ "𝗧𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 𝗱𝗼𝗻'𝘁 𝗴𝗼 𝗲𝘅𝗮𝗰𝘁𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝘆 𝘄𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘁𝗵𝗲𝗺 𝘁𝗼. 𝗪𝗲'𝗿𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝗵𝘂𝗺𝗮𝗻. 𝗬𝗼𝘂 𝗴𝗲𝘁 𝘁𝗼 𝗱𝗲𝗰𝗶𝗱𝗲 𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗵𝗮𝗽𝗽𝗶𝗻𝗲𝘀𝘀 𝗰𝗼𝗺𝗲𝘀 𝗳𝗿𝗼𝗺. 𝗪𝗵𝗮𝘁'𝘀 𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝗶𝘀 𝗻𝗼𝘄." ──「 𝗞𝗔𝗠𝗔𝗗𝗢 𝗬/𝗡 」 𝗜𝗡 𝗪𝗛𝗜𝗖𝗛- 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐧 𝐚𝐰𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐧𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐬𝐥𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐜𝐞𝐫𝐭𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐞𝐩 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐚𝐛𝐲𝐬𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐢𝐭, 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐨𝐟 𝐚 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐦𝐛 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐲 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐦𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐚𝐬𝐭. [𝗩!𝗚𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗔 𝗫 𝗡𝗘𝗭𝗨𝗞𝗢!𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥] ✦ 𝗠𝗢𝗦𝗧 𝗜𝗠𝗣𝗥𝗘𝗦𝗦𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗥𝗔𝗡𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚𝗦 ✦ [#1 𝗢𝗡 𝗩𝗔𝗥𝗜𝗢𝗨𝗦] [#1 𝗢𝗡 𝗫𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗗𝗘𝗥] [#1 𝗢𝗡 𝗖𝗥𝗢𝗦𝗦𝗢𝗩𝗘𝗥] [#1 𝗢𝗡 𝗚𝗔𝗖𝗛𝗜𝗔𝗞𝗨𝗧𝗔] [#5 𝗢𝗡 𝗞𝗜𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗦𝗨 𝗡𝗢 𝗬𝗔𝗜𝗕𝗔]

━━ * 𝗕𝗢𝗢 !! ┆ 𝘺𝘢𝘯! Gachiakuta . ┆ 𝘅 𝘧𝘦𝘮! reader . ╰┈➤ 𝗶𝗻 𝘄𝗵𝗶𝗰𝗵, A criminal joins the cleaners . What could possibly go wrr rrɹ𝗿𝗿𝗿𝗿r o ong ? ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 永遠 ⚊ 𝗦𝗛𝗘 waited beneath the fading stars, holding 𝗛𝗜𝗦 memory for 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘺* , as if time itself had bent to her longing . (/□＼*) !! ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ *" 𝘍𝘰𝘳𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘢 𝘥𝘢𝘺 " ━━━ (o'罒'o) - is time st𝗿etched thin , eternity 𝘄ith a heartbeat mor𝗲 . It's the promise of never leaving , even when forever should've e𝗻ded . A love so stubborn , it stays p𝗮𝘀t the end , ling𝗲ring in 𝘁he silence that follows time 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧 . ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ 𝗔𝗨𝗧𝗛𝗢𝗥 :: BANBANAN . 𝗠𝗔𝗡𝗚𝗔𝗞𝗔 :: Kei Urana .

HxH X Isekai'd fem!Reader (Harem) Love interest: Hisoka, Illumi, Wing, Kastro, Chrollo, Kurapika, Feitan, Shalnark, Phinks ✖︎✖︎✖︎✖︎✖︎✖︎ Y/n gets isekai'd into HxH, finding herself standing in front of an elevator which opened up to reveal Hisoka. In confusion, she steps in and it takes her down and to the 287th Hunter Exam. Join Y/n as she: embarrasses her cat, gives Kurapika a migraine, somehow doesn't die, steals hearts and souls, makes Killugon, Leopika and Hisoillu fanart, kidnaps, gets kidnapped, goes to jail, and accidentally becomes an auction item! ✖︎✖︎✖︎✖︎✖︎✖︎ ‼️WARNINGS‼️ ⚠️ Language ⚠️ Secondhand embarrassment (you WILL cringe) ⚠️ Thirsty reader (go drink water 💦) ⚠️ Hisoka being a red flag 🚩 (mentions of pedophilia) ⚠️ Murder! Gore! Blood! Yay! 💃🩸

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Right and wrong were never rivals. Only illusions dressed for different crowds. Mercy is just cruelty waiting for applause, and justice is vengeance with a better tailor. Love manipulates, truth distorts, and kindness rots when no one's watching. Morality isn't a compass; it's a costume party. And the ones who wear white the loudest are often the ones with the dirtiest hands. You call it wrong because it doesn't suit you. I call it necessary because it works. And deep down, you understand me.