Basic Synopsis: Maki Tanaka is lazy. Really, that's it. Real Synopsis: Maki Tanaka had died after being pushed in front of the speeding truck. Without even a rest in between, he found himself transmigrated to the most innovated Otome Game of the Year called 'The Noblest of Love'. Honestly, Tanaka couldn't care less about being inside of an otome game. He couldn't care less about all the capture targets, the so-called villain, the heroine, and even less about the fact that he's supposed to be some cannon fodder for his brother, Edward, who is one of the capture targets, to step on. He just wanted to sleep dammit. After angering his father (therefore pissing off the rest of his family) with his listlessness, he was banished to Wisteria Estate on the other side of the capital separated from the main household. Which is awesome for Tanaka because he doesn't have to listen to his so-called 'family' prattle on and on about his uselessness. Even so, it seemed there are some things that he couldn't avoid... The villain for example. Tanaka: I'm sleepy... Villain: Then let me hold you in my arms while you sleep~ Tanaka: I'm hungry... Villain: Then I'll feed you~ Tanaka: I'm tired... Villain: A bath might help you relax. Just turn around and let me wash your back~ Tanaka: I'm sore... Villain: I can massage your body~ Tanaka: ...But it's your fault that I'm sore... (AN: The MC starts off as a child, so any romantic development would be in later chapters. Some innocent tofu-touching will happen early on though~)

The Wicked Villain System is desperately in search of a host. In comes this sleepy looking guy who doesn't know how he died. Mot Doltishend is a mechanic. He's the sleepy looking guy who doesn't know how he died. Anyway, stuff happens, a contract is made, and now he is Loki Odinson, the god of chaos and lies. ... Oh well, he'll just live a happy life. -Was what he thought. {Host, you're not supposed to be OOC!} "I don't like the armor." {They'll call you ergi!} "I'm into guys too. It's fine. Let me enjoy tea. These Asgardian men aren't that bad looking either. Hmmm..." {But what about Thor?! The story can't go on!} "Eh, we'll figure something out." Disclaimer: Loki (except for my own version), the MCU universe, and Asgard does not belong to me. Pictures and drawings also don't belong to me. The only thing I own (out of all this and more) is the plot and the OC(s). Warning: There will be swearing, BxB, and OOC. Especially for Loki. If you don't feel comfortable with that, then this book may not be the right fit for you. Unedited. Sorry. Status: Ongoing 4/8/18 #88 in Fantasy 9/5/18 #65 in Fantasy 9/21/18 #54 in Fantasy 10/23/18

The gentle and warm sounds of a Guzheng could be heard in the lone room that contains a mourning man. His eyes are sad and wistful. His nails would flick the strings of the instrument to play a song of pain and his hands would gracefully move in an achingly slow movement. He could play with your heart and emotions like he would to every known instrument known to exist. His amethyst eyes slowly fall to a close, and his pale hands would falter to a stop... The silk strands of shadows that serve as his hair silently shift and sway to the nonexistent winds. And his body fell limp and unfeeling, the effects of his sickness easily taking away his life. His corpse fell sideways, clothed in robes of white silk. But even in death, he made a beautiful picture of a sorrowful dead dove. And thus, the death of a Great Musician was mourned by the entire Universe. But unknown to everyone, the soul of an amazing man was still alive. Except... he was in quite the predicament. [I am a S.T.H.H. System. ] "A what?" [I am a 'Seduce The Heroine's Harem' System. ] "WHAT?!" ___________________________ This is an Original work of mine. Published 13/03/2018 at 11:27PM. If there is anything similar to other stories, people and / or real things, locations etc etc, then please DM me so I can alter / edit it. This story contains BL (BoyxBoy / Boys love). If you are against this, then please do not read, as insults and complaints are not wanted. Thank you~!

Having lived twelve years into the zombie apocalypse, Xiu Shinyi suffered through hell. Just as he was given hope, he was doomed to only fall from grace. He was once someone who easily believed others, having no memories when he first woke up. After rebirth, his heart became shrewd and cold. He came back nine years before the start of his calamitous fate. Can Xiu Shinyi change fate, or will he once again be tossed into the mortal coils of the world? --- I don't own any of the photos, they belong to their respective owners!!! Current cover art belongs to Re°. --- Scheduled Update: 1x weekly, trying to go for Mondays. --- !!Warning!! There maybe some content that you may find disturbing! There will be some explicit details inside that you may not find to your liking, you have been warned. I will not be putting up a 'warning' at the beginning of the chapter to let the reader know ahead of time. There will be same sex romance mentioned! --- A/N: Rookie writer, please overlook my grammar and plot holes, or any other issues with the story. Original story, please don't take it and post it else where.