❝ 𝓜𝔂 𝓾𝓷𝓲𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓶𝓪𝓰𝓲𝓬 𝓲𝓼...❞ -𝘔/𝘯 𝘈𝘴𝘮𝘰𝘥𝘦𝘶𝘴, 𝘢 3𝘳𝘥 𝘺𝘦𝘢𝘳 𝘪𝘯 𝘗𝘰𝘮𝘦𝘧𝘪𝘰𝘳𝘦, 𝘢 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘤𝘪𝘢𝘭𝘪𝘴𝘵 𝘪𝘯 𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘴𝘱𝘦𝘭𝘭𝘴...𝘩𝘢𝘴 𝘢 𝘴𝘦𝘤𝘳𝘦𝘵! ╰─▸ © -𝓝𝓔𝓞𝓢𝓗1𝓣 ╰─▸ 𝓢𝓽𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓮𝓭: 09/03/22 𝓔𝓷𝓭𝓔𝓭: 𝓝/𝓐 ╰─▸ 𝓘 𝓭𝓸 𝓷𝓸𝓽 𝓸𝔀𝓷 𝓐𝓵𝓲𝓬𝓮 𝓐𝓼𝓶𝓸𝓭𝓮𝓾𝓼 𝓯𝓻𝓸𝓶 𝓜𝓪𝓲𝓻𝓲𝓶𝓪𝓼𝓱𝓲𝓽𝓪 𝓘𝓻𝓾𝓶𝓪 𝓴𝓾𝓷 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓣𝔀𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓭 𝓦𝓸𝓷𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓪𝓷𝓭

Girlfriend Scenarios included!!! Steven Universe x Male Reader Reader x Harem Coal Reader + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × Coals, A lowly gem that isn't even considered a gem... Coals, Gems that were born solely for work... Coals... The weakest gem among other gems... Even weaker than defects... Coals... It is said that their kind have all been shattered... except ONE Coals... The useless gem out there... BUT NOT THIS COAL!!! A Coal that's been abandoned and left to die... Gets saved by the Crystal Gems! Having no life, He decides to join them! . . . Meet, Y/N Coal! The Coal that will rise to the top! Equipped with a PICKAXE, a frigile gem, and a stoic face... follow an insecure and innocent Coal, named Y/N, as he goes on adventures with Steven and the Crystal Gems! But what if Y/N wasn't what he thought he was? A useless, uncut, defective coal, Is what he thinks he is... But what if he was... more? . . . "Unlike normal gems, I cannot do that... Another reason why I am useless..." "I am destined for work... Why do you think my weapon is a pickaxe?" "Coals can easily shatter... It surprises me how I am still alive..." "As if things could not get any worse... I am also a defect... Making me more useless than I already am..." "What is the meaning of this... Polygamy?" + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + × + Started: June 28, 2022 Ended: ______________________________________ Awards! #1 in Harem August 10, 2022 #1 in Fusion August 13, 2022

> Male Reader > Enforcer Reader > Slight Romance . . . When I think of death... the word that always comes to mind is abruptness. A sudden and unceremonious end. One second, I imagine myself breathing, thinking, existing, and the next... Poof. Gone. Just like that. No fanfare, no dramatic final words, no profound realizations... just the quiet passing of an insignificant life that, in turn, leads to an insignificant death, destined to be forgotten by a world that never noticed it in the first place. But... I was wrong. I never could have anticipated that death would be so different from what I had imagined. I never expected it to be so... Slow... Every passing moment stretched unbearably, dragging me deeper into an agonizing limbo where the release I expected never came. Painful... With every fiber of my being screaming out, not for life but for an end... any end, to this unbearable suffering. And yet... Boring... There I was... Watching as memories of my life flashed before my eyes... Except... They weren't MY memories... These strange memories invaded my mind, mixing into my own memories. Which memories were mine? Which memories were not? My mind felt like a tangled thread, every thought twisting and colliding with the next in a chaotic... FLASH. I have never felt so... Irrelevant. So insignificant. Each second felt like an eternity as I struggled to make sense of a world that seemed... Fictional? And all of this... all the pain, all the waiting, all the suffocating stillness, the visions... happened because of a single moment. A single spark. A single kaboom that changed my life... And possibly... The future. 🗝️

MORAL SUPPORT || Yandere! Gachiakuta x Isekai! F! Reader WHEREIN you found yourself stuck in the world of Gachiakuta with absolutely no clue of what's going on and a super irritating System that won't shut up about maxing out some "love meters"-because apparently, that's the only way to recover your lost memories and return to your original world. || I do not own any media used in this story unless stated otherwise. Gachiakuta is owned by Kei Urana. I only own the plot and the story itself. Do not attempt to copy or steal it. Slow updates (no schedule). Lots of grammatical errors. ©2025 hckzee & ijustwantsome_bananamilk ||

ODD ONE OUT || Yandere! Gachiakuta x Kobeni! Reader As the black sheep of your family, you really didn't have a choice in becoming a Cleaner when the second option was turning into a prostitute. But hey, at least you were now employed, with a steady source of income, and safe from whatever dangers were on the Ground... right? || I do not own any media used in this story unless stated otherwise. Gachiakuta is owned by Kei Urana and Kobeni Higashiyama is owned by Tatsuki Fujimoto. I only own the plot and the story itself. Do not attempt to copy or steal it. Slow updates (no schedule). Lots of grammatical errors. ©2025 hckzee & ijustwantsome_bananamilk ||

喜 ┊ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘𝐃𝐀𝐘 𝐏𝐋𝐄𝐀𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐄𝐒 び ┊ yandere! adultrio x fem! reader ━━ ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ ❛❛ 𝙄𝙛 𝙄 𝙢𝙪𝙨𝙩 𝙨𝙥𝙞𝙡𝙡 𝙗𝙡𝙤𝙤𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙮𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙖𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙣𝙩𝙞𝙤𝙣, 𝙄'𝙡𝙡 𝙙𝙤 𝙨𝙤 ❜❜ ╚ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╗ ➶ ｡˚ ┊𝐓𝐇𝐄 one known as Reaper has long since been regarded as a myth, but when "he" applies to be a hunter, it's revealed to be true. Except, no one knows that "he" is actually a "she". With three killers who can't understand that this legend wants nothing to do with them, can she keep her secret and her sanity? Or is it already too late? 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐈𝐒 ↴ ✧ ┊𝐇𝐈𝐒𝐎𝐊𝐀, the magician ✧ ┊𝐈𝐋𝐋𝐔𝐌𝐈, the assassin ✧ ┊𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐎, the killer ✧ ┊𝐀𝐍𝐃 all they want, is you ╔ ━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━━ ╝ 𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 ⋙ mature themes & language 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐃 ⋙ 09/30/21 𝐑𝐄𝐏𝐔𝐁𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐃 ⋙ 08/12/24 𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐃 ⋙ 09/18/24 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐓𝐔𝐒 ⋙ completed 𝐇𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐄𝐒𝐓 𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐆𝐒 #1 - hxh #1 - chrollo #1 - adultrio #1 - Illumi #1 - hunterxhunter #1 - hisoka #3 - yanderexreader #5 - phantomtroupe #19 - possessive #22 - romance 𝐅𝐀𝐍𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 𝐎𝐅 HunterxHunter

(Y) was a boy from the sphere, before being falsely accused to murder after stumbling onto a crime scene that was committed by one of the rich folk. before being dropped (Y) decided to make his unfair sentence, fair. snapping one of the ropes, grabbing the rich man who falsely accused him and using his trusty ice skates like a guillotine, lobbed his head clean off while throwing himself in the pit. after all if he was gonna die, he'd do it his way.

Credit to @raiko575 for the shido, Ayanokouji art on this killer cover thank you. Blue Lock Crossover Discord for updates also here: https://discord.gg/9SGQK5Vfp7 **** After experiencing what highschool life has to offer for a little over a year, everything came crashing down for Ayanokouji Kiyotaka. Through no fault of his own, he has been forcibly taken out from ANHS by none other than his father. With the help of Tsukishiro, Ayanokouji's Father was able to dock his mid-term assessment, failing him in the process. Now leaving the school he enjoyed the small comforts of student life, Ayanokouji had to return to the White Room. ''The way I see it, you have two options bland masterpiece. You can accept a defeat you couldn't control and venture off into the obscurity that comes with politics. Or you can undergo my 'little' whiteroom experiment and pave your future with your own merits.'' The tall but skinny man in glasses and showing a blank stare reaffirmed himself. ''Don't get the wrong idea, genius. You will be going into uncharted territory and you might not even make it to my 300 man list. And even then, the only way you can reap the rewards I've laid out for you is by becoming the best. But how about it, perfect human? Do you want to keep those training wheels your father placed on you to satisfy his path, or do you want to let go of the training wheels and try something you actually have a chance at failing at? Doesn't it entice you?'' Those questions entered the very fabric of Ayanokouji's being. He had no other chance. If he wanted to experience the life he so desperately craved, then he must win the new white room: BLUE LOCK.

In a world where heroes dominate the spotlight and villains lurk in the shadows, there exists a third kind of power: the legal system. Saori Midoriya, once a quirkless outcast with no hope of becoming a hero, clawed her way to the top of the legal food chain by sheer wit, manipulation, and an uncanny ability to read people like open books. Now known as Japan's most infamous defense attorney for the morally gray, Saori specializes in defending quirk-based crimes-with a clientele list that includes disgraced heroes, villain sympathizers, underground fixers, and even the occasional outright monster. Cunning, fast-talking, and unapologetically self-interested, Saori is a legal mercenary in a world ruled by brute strength and media ratings. But when a conspiracy begins to unravel from the highest levels of hero society, one that ties into her own family's murky past and All For One's original downfall, Saori finds herself with a decision to make: Expose the truth and burn every bridge left standing-or manipulate the system so well that she becomes untouchable. Because when the heroes fall and the villains rise, only one person will be left standing with the winning argument. Justice is subjective. But if you're in trouble? Better Call Saori.

"Dum spiro spero," "While I breathe, I hope," As long as I breath hope remains My name is Izuku Midoriya, and I find myself ensnared in an unfathomable predicament, ripped from the warmth of my home by a blinding eruption of light. I have landed in a bizarre and chaotic realm where tranquility is but a fleeting memory. Each passing day I endure here drags me closer to the specter of death or, worse still, to the dark and twisted fates that this land has to offer. Yet, amidst the despair, I cling to a fragile thread of hope. The very artifact that transported me to this nightmarish place may also hold the key to my return. The last soul to possess this enigmatic book met a tragic end, struck down in a desperate bid to thwart the ambitions of his malevolent pursuer. In a courageous act, he sent the tome away to a sanctuary where his enemies could never reach it-my home. This ancient grimoire, a tome of fate, unfurls a path back through a gaping wound in reality, a rift left by a dying god. To unlock this mystical doorway, I require a substantial harvest of souls. Yet, the journey before me is fraught with peril. To find my way home, I must confront the very creatures that brought ruin to the previous owner. My route lies not in the comforting glow of humanity's light but within the chilling shadows cast by daemonic entities, guided by an eight-pointed star that illuminates the way. As long as I draw breath, there remains a flicker of hope. In any world, one undeniable truth prevails: change is a constant force, and with it comes the tantalizing possibility of a brighter tomorrow. Cover art made by SpardedCelling my thanks and gratitude for making the cover. I hope you all enjoy this new book series.