Raised by his strict paternal grandmother, Y/N Black bore the heavy burden of continuing his ancient bloodline. To ensure their future, she had ruthlessly forged an ironclad marriage contract. There was only one terrifying issue with this grand plan: his betrothed, Daphne Greengrass, absolutely hated him.

The Demon Slayer Corps is a meat grinder. It takes in the desperate, the honorable, and the broken, chewing them up to buy humanity another sunrise. Among the ranks of martyrs, and perfect noble swordsmen stands a single and glaring anomaly. He has the face of an angel, the mouth of a sailor, and the reputation of a scumbag. To the rest of the Demon Slayer Corps, Y/N is a walking insult to their sacred cause.

(Male reader story, LOOOONG description ahead. TL;DR at the end lol) The MC is a demon with lingering memories of a past he'd long forgotten. Memories of a voice and face. An attachment he feels he shouldn't have. This person was special to him. So special, that years after their passing, he finds himself wondering... "Why? Why did she smile, why did she get angry, why did she care...if none of it mattered anyway? If she knew she would die and her short life would amount to nothing? All of that effort, all those wasted emotions...for what?" Questions like these lead him to try the things she liked, experiencing the moments that brought her so many emotions, only to feel...nothing. None of it felt meaningful. Why? What was so different about HER that made it seem important? After spending years trying to understand, he eventually decided it was time to leave. There was no point in wasting anymore time, none of this mattered anyway. Then, hundreds of years later, as he'd seemingly given up and abandoned the life he grew up with, a peculiar encounter with an elven mage intrigued him. The distrust in her body language and directly hostile attitude towards his every word...her hate seemed so genuine. So human, that he wanted to learn how she learned to feel. Why she hates, why she protects. What made it all worth it? And to his confusion, despite her hostility, she agreed to show him. Perhaps this was just a ploy to kill him when he's vulnerable. It likely was. But little did he know, this encounter would eventually unravel the very core of his being, revealing something both believed wasn't possible. Something genuine, from a demon whom was never meant to feel. TL;DR: This is a story about a demon learning to feel human emotions that he shouldn't have, due to having a different life than others. It will mostly follow the story of Frieren, with the exception of a few things I have planned for MC. Demons are still evil and I will treat it as such.

ɪɴ ᴊᴀᴘᴀɴ'ꜱ ᴍᴇɪᴊɪ ᴘᴇʀɪᴏᴅ, ʏ/ɴ, ᴀ ʏᴏᴜɴɢ ʙᴏʏ ʙᴀʀᴇʟʏ ꜱᴛᴇᴘᴘɪɴɢ ɪɴᴛᴏ ʜɪꜱ ᴛᴇᴇɴᴀɢᴇ ʏᴇᴀʀꜱ, ɪꜱ ᴛʜʀᴜꜱᴛ ɪɴᴛᴏ ᴀ ʟɪꜰᴇ ᴏꜰ ɪᴍᴍᴇɴꜱᴇ ʀᴇꜱᴘᴏɴꜱɪʙɪʟɪᴛʏ ᴀɴᴅ ʜᴀʀᴅꜱʜɪᴘ ᴀꜰᴛᴇʀ ᴛʜᴇ ᴅᴇᴀᴛʜ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴀʙᴜꜱɪᴠᴇ ꜰᴀᴛʜᴇʀ. ᴡɪᴛʜ ꜱᴇᴠᴇɴ ʏᴏᴜɴɢᴇʀ ꜱɪʙʟɪɴɢꜱ ᴀɴᴅ ᴀ ꜱᴛʀᴜɢɢʟɪɴɢ ᴍᴏᴛʜᴇʀ ᴛᴏ ᴄᴀʀᴇ ꜰᴏʀ, ʏ/ɴ ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ꜱᴏʟᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴠɪᴅᴇʀ, ᴇᴍʙᴀʀᴋɪɴɢ ᴏɴ ᴀ ʀᴇʟᴇɴᴛʟᴇꜱꜱ ᴊᴏᴜʀɴᴇʏ ᴏꜰ ꜱᴜʀᴠɪᴠᴀʟ. ʜᴇ ꜱʜᴏᴜʟᴅᴇʀꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴇɪɢʜᴛ ᴏꜰ ʜɪꜱ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ, ʜᴇ ʙʏ ɴᴇᴄᴇꜱꜱɪᴛʏ, ʙᴇᴄᴏᴍᴇꜱ ᴀ ᴍᴀɴ, ᴀ ᴘɪʟʟᴀʀ, ᴡᴇʟʟ ʙᴇꜰᴏʀᴇ ʜɪꜱ ᴛɪᴍᴇ. ɪ ᴅᴏ ɴᴏᴛ ᴏᴡɴ ᴅᴇᴍᴏɴ ꜱʟᴀʏᴇʀ Started: Sep 19, 2023 Finished: May 2, 2024 Status: Completed Rankings: #1 in DemonSlayer Oct 6th (Wtf) #3 in MaleReader Oct 8th (Wtf again) #2 in Kimetsu no yaiba Oct 8th #1 in Shinobu (Best girl) Oct 15th #1 in Kanae Dec14th #7 in xReader Oct 28

Y/N Lestrange he was born to Bellatrix and Rudolphus Lestrange on October 31st 1979 (It was the first sign something was wrong with him), but his mother believed her son was perfect. Even as a baby he possessed gifts, a child his age shouldn't possess, let alone gifts most people in their lifetime wouldn't be able to match. Gifts that his mother encouraged him to practice, at the age of two, his parents were shipped off to Azkaban. He was moved to live with the Malfoy's where they couldn't displicine him and those gifts were on display for the world to see when he arrived at Hogwarts. His first year, was traumatic for everyone involved but now his second year promises to be a lot worse, but with a strange face, that seems to try melt Y/N's walls. An overpowered MC (don't like don't read), but the story is more focused on his relationships with others, more so than being a power wank story.

Welcome to New Eridu, where humanity arises anew! For you, New Eridu had been your home ever since the fall of the old capital and you wanted to make sure you were able to stand up and defend it when it needed it! With the threat of hollows and ethereals right on your doorstep, you wanted to make sure you could stand in the way of them from harming anyone in your city. However these types of things are not best done on your own. So just wait until you meet a trio of cunning hollow raiders, a brother-sister duo who own a video tape store with a secret side gig and many more people who will ensure that you don't have to be alone. ~ Zenless Zone Zero and all its characters belong to Hoyoverse.

"𝘚𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺... 𝘰𝘩, 𝘮𝘺 𝘭𝘪𝘵𝘵𝘭𝘦 𝘴𝘰𝘭𝘥𝘪𝘦𝘳 𝘣𝘰𝘺..." Y/N L/N, a 14-year-old boy from the Fire Nation, raised under the strict rule of his father, a high-ranking Captain in the Fire Navy. Conditioned to follow orders without question and only speak when spoken to, Y/N learned early to suppress his thoughts and emotions. Trust doesn't come easily, and friendship is a foreign concept. But everything changes when he washes ashore near a remote Water Tribe village with only hazy memories of how he ended up there.

After everything you'd built, after everything you ever achieved came true... all your dreams. One painfully avoidable cataclysm ripped it all away. Your friends. Your people. Your family. All that's left is you, and your crumbling existence. You were never one to take things lying down. You were never going to walk into the night silently. So there's only one option left. Take the fight to the two versions of the same man who caused this. The extinction of your universe. The destruction of everything you held dear. Of everything you'd ever achieved. Because we both know you were never the type of person to just accept the way things are. The only path is to move forward. To attempt to stop whatever destruction may be left to come. So nobody else would have to suffer this. But more importantly. To inflict an equal pain onto the two beings responsible for all of this. And maybe... atop their corpses. Achieve all you had, all over again. That's at least your intention. But all the experiences one lives through can change even the most stubborn. So who knows where the end of this path may truly bring you.

Officials say he doesn't exist. Just a shared ether induced hallucination. But the stories, how they continue to pile up. How could he not be real? Whatever you believe, the stories have become a deeply ingrained part of New Eridu. Everyone's heard at least one person claimed to be saved by him. "You're asking about the Saint? Ah, it's a nice tale. Makes the children feel just a little safer when it comes to the Hollows. I doubt it's true... but we could always use a little more hope." -Kind Old Lady off the Street "Urgh! I don't get what everyone's obsession is with that story! He's not Real! Just a tall tale to make kids sleep a little sounder! If you ask me, they should be focusing on putting that faith into Section 6. They're the real ones going out and saving us!" -Agitated HSO Operative "OMG! Your asking about the Saint? I have just the person for you to talk to. SEN! GET OVER HERE GIRL AND!!! -Excited Sorority Girl "We have absolutely no data or proof that there has ever been or is currently, a Masked Vigilante running into Hollows, Illegally. I must add. To save civilians. No PubSec Officer has every come across any evidence or trace of this so called "hero" having been at any Hollow disasters." -Statement from office of Janus Quarters Captain, Justin Bringer "The Saint? He's my Hero. If he's there, there'll never be a reason to be scared of Hollows!" -Young Girl hugging handmade Saint Doll While it's currently still unknown if the Saint is truly real or not. It is important to not the vastness of New Eridu holds a net public opinion of him. Even ranking high enough in popularity to come close to the Fame of HSO's Section 6.