Subaru "Sybau Nutsuki" Natsuki is a mogger in all forms. Aura. Huzz. Drip. He got that shit on, and he got shit on... ...BECAUSE HE'S DEAD! Due to some freak accident at the Travis Scott concert, he has now been reincarnated in another world. Where Kings have crowns, he's got waves. Where witches have powers, Subaru has bitches for hours. AKA: "EasyQueasy goes batshit insane for around 3000 words"

After cutting the Qliphoth trees roots, The Sparda twins....Kind of just wondered around Hell for...what, 2 months? a few Weeks?? they didn't bother keeping count. But finally, With the Help of the Yamato and...a mysterious Shrine in hell, They finally managed to open a portal back to earth!! ....But why did they accidentally end up in a fantasy-like world with races that are straight out of Tabletop board games? And worst of all, AS THEIR SIGNATURE SWORDS?! ....At least they ended up with a Cute Black cat girl and cool A Silver Wolf teen. (DEVIL MAY CRY x READER x REINCARNATED AS A SWORD)

Waking up in the body of a Romani Archiman is acceptable. Getting 3rd and 1st True Magics is nice. Getting Beasts as pets - delightful. The world of DxD is unforgivable. It's a world where some teenagers who aren't even two decades old somehow mystically defeat the descendants of legendary heroes, ancient demons, powerful dragons, etc. Why does this happen? Simply because! Simply put, this world only makes sense because it doesn't. And now, I have to put up with the fact that I live here. Such pain. (DxDxMulti)

A reboot of my first story; An ULTRA Bizarre New World, with fixed plot holes and stuff, I guess. But instead of a crossover, what if the two universes of Murder Drones and ULTRAKILL were connected? ACT I: After the events of the FINAL WAR, humanity realized the errors of their ways and scrapped blood-fueled machines. Instead, they invented machines fueled by oil, AKA worker drones, however that might have been the root of their own downfall. ACT II (CURRENT): Outpost 3 had turned into a place of solace for everyone. Almost for everyone anyway. However, Hell has different plans AS I T D E M A N D S A N E N C O R E. CREDITS: Inspired by "When Oil runs Red" by ThonkerTheChonker Inspired by "Blood Brothers On Copper-9" by AmarT50 Inspired by "A machine's guide to divinity" by Slab_Marksman Inspired by "OILSHED & BLOODBATH" by GaleLewis And many other ULTRAKILL x Murder Drones stories! ULTRAKILL by Hakita Arsi Patala and New Blood Interactive Murder Drones by GLITCH Productions and Liam Vickers Art by yours truly (me!!!11!)

Abstract Hokuto transmigrated into a world where the game industry was so primitive it made quick-time events look like innovation. He bought out a nearly bankrupt company - miHoYo. Then his system cheat activated: a full-fledged Game Development System. Excited, he rushed to his new office... only to discover that miHoYo's staff were all characters from the game itself. Familiar faces. Familiar names. Without hesitation, Hokuto made his decision - He was going to make Honkai Impact 3rd. Kiana: "Why does everyone call me a Paramecium after playing Honkai Impact 3rd?! Outrageous!!" Durandal: "Dumb goose? Dumb goose who? Kiana, is that you?" Himeko: "Boss... it's bad enough I die early. But do you really have to keep using me as emotional trauma bait afterward?" ... Final Lesson shattered hearts. Meteoric Salvation drew tears. Honkai Impact 3rd's monthly revenue kept breaking records.

Steven is a total newbie who just got isekai'd into the world of Terra. But before all this, he spent years surviving in the blocky world of Minecraft, living the slow and cautious life of a seasoned Minecrafter. Thanks to that history, he almost got forcefully ejected by Terra's world will the moment he arrived- "Don't just toss me back to the world where even the sun is a square!" In order to survive in this world-where at least the girls have pointy faces instead of square ones-Steven has no choice but to dive into one chaotic event after another, all to raise something called his "World Acknowledgement Point" and earn his stay. This includes, but is not limited to: Fighting infected; Fighting the Church of the Deep; Fighting eldritch horrors from the sea; And, of course... Fending off suspiciously grateful girls with very ungrateful intentions. . . . . . . . . . Gladiia: "Steven, why do you always get yourself involved in those troublesome land-dweller affairs? I find it... intriguing." Steven: "Hey, it's about the experience, you know?" Gladiia: "Then why are you always the one who ends up solving everything?" Steven: "Well, I'm already here, right? May as well go all in..."

Summer vacation has officially started. What better way to spend it but to go to the beach? - such was the thought process of a certain cutest principal in the whole world, thus leads her in building a new seaside dorms. The one of the best summer vacation plan has been set. However, little do they know, new kinds of troubles and adventures involving the past are laying in wait for them.

A Great One is a superior being, above all levels of existence a human could even hope to achieve. Merely learning the eldritch truth around these great beasts could drive a man mad, so that his mind could be used to help another begin to learn that same truth. Insight is a measure of knowledge of the unknown. The more you know of this, the more you can hear, even see things that weren't normally there. Creatures seems to gain a voice, babies begin to cry in the abyss, and lord forbid you pass a certain point, creatures like the Amygdala become visible. You are a Great One, more specifically, you are the Moon. You were rebirthed in this state after slaying Flora, the one previously in this position. Now, you watched the years-no, the millennia pass, as you grew, clueless of the world outside, and growing more and more. It seemed you had been forgotten by the humans you were once one of. Then, one day.... somebody prayed to you

Wake up, take a shower, go to work, go home, and repeat, that is the life of 25 year old hayashida nao, a man with simple dreams of advancing his career and eat delicious food while doing things minimally without to much energy. such a normal man must have hobbies to accompany his life style right? nope, he gets home, showers, eats, and sleeps, the great S.E.S if you will. one day like any other day he was getting ready to go to work, until a man came up to him with a knife asking for his wallet, like a normal person he gave his wallet, but he still got stabbed in the end. Thinking he led a good life, he closes his eyes and let's the darkness consume him. "unknown spirit found, engaging in battle" "huh?" As he opens his eyes he sees girls on mechs wearing weird outfits attacking him. this is the story of an unfortunate man, trying his best to live his life only to be fucked over by fate. Disclaimer : all of the art used is not mine, date a live is owned by kochin tachibana.

A portal connected to Terra appears in the middle of gm_flatgrass due to some player doing some tomfoolery. Chaos and hilarity ensues. Disclaimer - Crackfic