All Lu Xingchi wanted after transmigrating into a melodramatic web novel was to live the ultimate "salt-fish" life-lazy, low-profile, and completely irrelevant to the plot. His survival plan as a nameless intern was simple: stay out of trouble and mind his own business. The only problem? He was bound to a high-tech "Melon-Eating System" that constantly fed his brain with the juiciest, most scandalous secrets of the high-society elite around him. But the ultimate system glitch? It completely forgot to warn him that his boss-Xie Cangqiong, the infamously cold, ruthless, and terrifying billionaire CEO-could hear every single one of his thoughts. While Lu Xingchi was busy broadcasting chaotic rants, biting sarcasm, and highly descriptive commentary about how ridiculously attractive his boss was, Xie Cangqiong was listening to every single word. "Xingchi, your mind is exceptionally noisy today," Xie Cangqiong whispered, trapping the trembling intern against his executive desk. "And according to what you just thought... you want me to skip the lunch meeting and do *that* in my office instead?" Lu Xingchi: [SYSTEM!!! HELP!!! The internship manual never prepared me for a boss who can read my mind!] The peaceful intern life is officially over. Welcome to a corporate world of massive scandals, dangerous secrets, and a shockingly shameless CEO who refuses to let his little "melon-eater" go!

You thought your phone was broken when it read nine-forty-three in the morning while it was pitch black outside. One look at social media gave you all the information you needed to know what was happening. The sun was gone. Everywhere, in every state, city, country. Not only that, but people were making up all kinds of excuses for why it was missing. Yet, with each hour that passed, it kept worsening. People began looting in major cities, creating mobs to rush important buildings or block off busy roads. You, living in a semi-large city, could hear the sounds from afar; until those sounds turned to screaming, yelling, running. There were things out there. Things that wanted to hurt you. People that wanted to hurt you. Will daybreak ever come again? Or was this new, apocalyptic setting forever your new reality? ...And why did a masked, bloodied, man just break into your bathroom? ORIGINALLY POSTED ON QUOTEV.

"A heartbeat shaped by the sea, steady, ancient, and impossible to defy." (Percy Jackson x Record of Ragnarok Crossover)

JJK Various x GN!Reader When an young adult gets isekai'd into one of their favorite shows after dying and is faced with the challenge of not only trying to save everyone while dealing with an overly sarcastic system, but also surviving a world in which danger lurks in every dark corner of humanity. Can they truly do more than survive? • Everyone in this fic is 18+ • This is my first ever fanfic • Purely self indulgent • DOES NOT FOLLOW CANON

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇, you are suddenly hired to be a savior for several fictional worlds. OR in which you get the opportunity to rewrite the endings that caused many heartbreaks. ╰┈➤ ❝ 𝗢𝗵 𝗺𝘆 𝗴𝗼𝗱, 𝗶𝘁'𝘀 𝗴𝗶𝘃𝗶𝗻𝗴 ❞ ❝ 𝗜𝗧'𝗦 𝗚𝗜𝗩𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗪𝗛𝗔𝗧.ᐣ.ᐟ 𝗙𝗜𝗡𝗜𝗦𝗛 𝗬𝗢𝗨𝗥 𝗦𝗘𝗡𝗧𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗘𝗦, 𝗬𝗢𝗨 𝗗𝗔𝗠𝗡 𝗠𝗢𝗥𝗢𝗡.ᐟ ❞ 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐞𝐝: June 3, 2025 𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝: [ 𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙠𝙖𝙞'𝙙 𝙤𝙥.ᐟ𝙛.𝙧𝙚𝙖𝙙𝙚𝙧]

This teen is no other than Irumi Suzuki. Why was this young teen there in the first place? Well, poor young Irumi was born to two horrible excuses for adults. They were selfish and their only goal was to have a comfortable, lazy life. Even if it meant forcing their child to shoulder all the consequences. And those consequences have been steep. But no matter how much the young girl has tried, has worked, has sacrificed herself. It was never enough for those selfish mortals. And in the end, they sold her. Not to any mortal man, no but to the great devil, Sullivan. One of the three heroes of the Netherworld. Within this new strange and foreign land- how will she adapt and stand up to these new obstacles in her life? And is this all in the turn for the better? Fanfic for Welcome to Demon School Iruma-kun! Gender switched. Enjoy!

They're creepy, they're kooky... and now they're Gotham's newest residents. When the Addams family stumbles upon a delightfully dreadful mansion built atop a graveyard-in the most dangerous city in the world-what sane person could resist? Without hesitation, they pack their bags (and coffins) and head straight for Gotham City. The reactions are as varied as the Addams themselves: Pugsley is thrilled at the thought of a brand-new playground of chaos. Wednesday remains indifferent-though the graveyard setting earns a rare nod of approval. Y/n Addams, the eldest sibling, is absolutely ecstatic, eager to embrace Gotham's gloom and start a new chapter in their macabre life. From eerie encounters to bizarre adventures, join the Addams family as they bring their unique brand of morbid charm to Gotham's already dark streets.

Imagine being as nice as possible throughout your whole life and then, after one bad accident, find yourself in the place meant for the most evil and terrible people ever. Y/N certainly can, because it's exactly how he ended up in Hell. Yet despite him, at first, wanting nothing to do with this realm of corruption and wickedness, he soon discovers something that makes him stay. Love. And better yet, love from many females beyond just the one that he likes. To what ends will this go? And will things work out for the new demon who just wants everything to go right? *This is written before Hazbin Hotel's first season, so events that will play out in the story will not be entirely canon. But, hey, that's fanfiction for you.* Disclaimer: I do not own Hazbin Hotel or its characters.

After an unfortunate car Accident, a big fan of One Piece transmigrates into the One Piece world as Gol D. Ace with a System. --------------------------------------------------- patreon.com/Thetalentedwriter Check out my Patreon, guys. There are at least five more chapters than the latest one here for free on my Patreon.

The void was absolute. No light. No sound. No air. Not even time itself dared to exist. It was a place of unyielding nothingness, where existence held no meaning, and the concept of life was a cruel joke. Within this void drifted a single, nameless soul. How long had it been there? Minutes? Centuries? The soul couldn't tell. Trapped in this purgatory, there was no sensation, no thought-only an endless, silent blackness. But then, something shifted. A sudden force, like a cosmic vacuum, gripped the soul. It had no time to react, no chance to resist as it was yanked violently from the void. Light-blinding, overwhelming light-burst into view for the first time in what felt like eternity. And then-CRASH! The soul, now encased in a physical form, plummeted from the heavens and smashed into the scorching sands of a desert.