Locked into Hope's Peak. All the windows covered with metal plates watching all of your friends slip and tumble into despair. God, there was nothing you adored more. (Yes I know the cover is Mukuro, I couldn't find a non-copyrighted pic of Junko in my cameraroll)

In a world where over half the population is infected with a disease commonly known as lovesickness, which turns them into yanderes, you seek out protection from the mob. Their services do not come cheap. Luckily, they have a special program for girls like you. You become an e-darling, someone who gets paid to play the part of a pseudo-consensual darling from behind the safety of a computer screen. It's a good gig... Or at least it is until the mobster running the whole operation takes a special interest in you, seeming to forget it's all an act.

It's been three years since you severed your red threads of fate and abandoned your soulmates. If you were a bit cleaner on the inside, then you might have felt guilty for the way you left things. But you aren't. All you feel is relief. You try to forget your sordid history, but the past just refuses to stay buried. Hell, it's not even past. The skeletons in your closet are out and walking around. Now you must do your best to shield your new friends from them, for their protection as well as your own.

(Y/n) (l/n) had always despised the Ultimate Writing Prodigy. How she couldn't stop lusting after Togami, the way she would act like it was normal. To her, it was more than just creepy. Things only get worse when she walks into said female one night... Only to come face to face with a serial killer. ➳𝐶𝑜𝑚𝑝𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑑 ➳𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟 DISCLAIMER - I DO NOT OWN DANGANRONPA NOR THE CHARACTERS. I ONLY OWN THIS STORY.

"We are meant to be together". In a small town on the outskirts of society comes secrets that have yet to be solved. Select females are worshipped as goddesses and men are to tend to the children. Welcome to midtown Island. Where all appears normal...for now.

Y/n L/n, Ultimate Actress, trapped in a school with 16 others, forced to kill. Doesn't that sound like the plot of a bad shonen anime...? Doesn't it sound .... f̸̛̞̑̆̉̈̓̾͂͋̚a̷̖̗͙̠̾̚m̵̖̜͎̳̰͓̙̓̎̄̍̅͌̔̚͜͝͠i̵̲̳͈̪̓̌̇̊͊͑l̴͈̿̾̍̆̎͊̚͠͠͝į̴͔̝͉̬̣̙̹̭͖͑͌̈̈̔̊̿̔͛́ą̸͚̂r̴̭̼̜͈̄͆̿͋͛͝.̸̨̬͕͔͙̩͍̏̉̈̀̑̍.̴̧͕̳͉̬̲̩̦͈̮̉͐̓̅̊͠?̵͇̈́́̎͠͝ V3 x fem!reader (cross-posted to quotev and ao3)

After an untimely death, I woke up in the world of my favorite otome game...only to realize I'd been reborn as the villainess, the character destined for ruin. Great. At first, I thought I was the heroine, who wouldn't want to be the star of their own story? But reality hit hard when I discovered my true role: the scheming noblewoman meant to be defeated. Determined to avoid my doom, I resolved to change my fate... until I noticed something weird. The male lead? Ignored. The heroine? Smitten. The female rivals? Obsessed. Now, instead of fighting for survival, I'm drowning in attention from women who should hate me. And the worst part? I'M STRAIGHT. "I'M STRAIGHT! WHAT THE FU-" I screamed at the so-called "god" floating above me, lazily flipping through a manga. She smirked, golden eyes glinting as she sipped her lemon tea. "Darling, you might be straight as a road... but even roads have curves~" I gritted my teeth, my face burning. "For the first time in my life, I hate you, God!" "Oh, come on," she purred, the room suddenly turning icy. "Where's the fun in a boring reverse harem? This way, it's a surprise." ...I should've read the fine print before reincarnating.

After playing DDLC, (Y/N) goes to sleep, but when she wakes up, she's in MC's bedroom. There she finds a note from MC telling her to save Monika and thereby save all the other girls as well. In the note it's stated that (Y/N) will be trading places with MC. The game was altered to where (Y/N) has always lived there and MC never existed. And of course, there's a catch to the game's system. What will happen on this transmigration into the DDLC universe?

After dying from an unknown explosion probably from her rivals. A young woman wakes up in the body of a cold and dangerous empress that everyone fears and respects. Using the skills from her past life including ones that this body possesse she has no problem putting fear into others and being the same person that they all knew. But why are some of them getting closer to me. Aren't they supposed to be afraid of me? Warning: some of this will be dark and gruesome

She was nobody. A shut in streamer, wasting away her days broadcasting otome games to a handful of viewers. Her life was a blur of glowing screens, energy drinks, and the crushing thought that nothing would ever change. Until it did. One night, live on stream, she collapsed, only to open her eyes inside the very game she had been playing. A world of nobles, roses, and glittering romance awaited her... along with a script she already knew by heart. But she wasn't the heroine fated for love. She wasn't even the villainess destined for infamy. She was a side princess. A name mentioned once, only to vanish into obscurity. Pretty, forgotten, and doomed to marry into some royal family before fading from history. No. Absolutely not. If this was her second chance at life, she refused to be background decoration. If the world wanted her to be a pawn, she'd become the queen. And if the story already had a heroine and a prince... Then she would choose the only role powerful enough to change everything: the villainess.