Interested by your existence due to a coincidental miracle, God offers you a deal. Leave your world to go to another, a world where all the boys from Haikyuu exist. Do you accept the offer? [Reject] [Accept] [The characters and illustrations belong to Haruichi Furudate, the only thing I own is the plot!] #1 in haikyuustory (4.3.20.) #1 in isekai (8.11.20) #1 in aobajhosai (8.21.20) #1 in slowbuild (8.21.20) #2 in anime (8.30.20) #1 in series (9.2.20) #2 in datetech (9.24.20) #3 in variousxreader (9.14.20) #8 in animefanfiction (9.14.20) #1 in femalereader (9.19.20) #1 in haikyuufanfiction (12.29.20)

Being reincarnated into your favorite all time anime, can't make you upset right? Besides, your past life is pretty boring to say the least, so what could go wrong living in a world full of dudes who loves playing volleyball? You're not the center of attention, everyone was eager to win and get into the nationals, so you're just a mere side character who will watch everything from the sidelines... ..𝙧𝙞𝙜𝙝𝙩? --- yandare! haikyuu characters x femreader declaimer: i don't own anything aside from the plot of the story, the pictures will be used is also not mine, and expect a lot of errors, enjoy! ⚠️ Please read CAREFULLY the notes, don't skip it ⚠️ date started: 11/25/20

You were reincarnated to the world of Haikyuu with unknown reasons. Haikyuu was your favorite series and to top it all you were Ushijima Wakatoshi's younger brother! A Various Haikyuu and KNB x male reader fanfic

Imagine getting Isekai'd into a web novel. Now add constellations, annoying Dokkaebis, and ...other stuff. Hi, my name is Ha-Neul Park. And my life? ...is kind of crazy.

Transmigration into Death Note as Sayu and before the Death Note anime starts? Well, either my brother dies or I die. There is no other option. Warning: this is dark, you have been warned. I do not own Death Note BUT I OWN THIS FANFIC, IF YOU COPY MY LAWYER WILL BE READY. Also, although this is listed as tragedy, it's only like, semi-tragedy! Also, incest but not really. My fanfiction account is: UnknownBlanked I recommend reading on fanfiction, because there, you can see the line breaks that make things much easier to make sense.

"Three strikes, Hasegawa. Three strikes, and now you're out." Where Karasuno's psychotic all-rounder returns after suspension due to reckless behavior. Haikyuu x Male! OC NOTABLE RANKINGS: #1 in shiratorizawa - May 1st, 2025 #1 in tsukishima - May 26th, 2025 #1 in kuroo - July 29th, 2025 #1 in ukai - August 27th, 2025 #1 in ushijima - September 9th, 2025 #2 in angst - March 22nd, 2025 #2 in yamaguchi - September 14th, 2025 #3 in daichi - October 25th, 2025 #5 in kageyama - October 2nd, 2025 #6 in sugawara - October 19th, 2025

Leah is a home based worker and rarely went outside the house,a coward and sometimes a bit paranoid. Her hobby is reading light novels and there is this story that is making her go crazy in love.But she hated the main villainess so much she can even dream she's frying her whole.But when she wakes up,she became the same villainess she hated so much. <<My original work>>

I kept twitching and rolling over in my sleep. I kicked the blankets off so that the cool wind from the window could dry up the sweat that had pooled around all over my neck. The faint smell of the rusty old patches that crept over the dirty, stained wall behind me was more haunting than the scarred face I kept encountering in my recurring nightmare. I took a mental note to never take the sleeper class again but at the same time, the journey was so long that sleeping it off seemed the best option. I popped another pill for my motion sickness and looked down at my bunk buddy below me. Calling him buddy would be a very unfitting call for him. It was like calling a shark a sea-horse. From the hoodie that masked his face to the tattered grey faded clothes that cleverly hid his stiff form- I couldnt even tell the colour of his hair... or if he had any hair at all. I occasionally got hipster vibes from the way he played the strings of his guitar yet I would be so distracted by how attractive his fingers were that his eerie music didn't bother me at all ( I didn't know I had a thing for hands until now). From the moment he stepped into the compartment where we were supposed to share a room, there were no words exchanged except for a 'hi' I had directed to him and a cold 'hello' that sent chills down my back. I peered down at the empty bunk bed below me. Where'd he go? My eyes searched through the room even though I knew he had camouflaged easily with the darkness. I pulled the blanket over my head so that I didn't spook myself any further.... until.... just like any horror cliche would tell you... ~Something touched my leg. ************************************************************************** A "horror"ific experience with a sprinkle of romance and smexy Warning: Strong sexual content, imagery and dark fluff. @cLusterxxx

In a dark and deep land lives young Marjorie, a woman desperate for something more than her conventional life in her tiny village, Core. She aches for something dangerous, something like the dark forest, Mirkwood, which borders her home. Yet, there is a curse which haunts her people: a Wolf. For the last eighteen years, he takes one innocent life. Fate seems to change at the hands of Vivian, a Wardeness who promises Core a safe passage through Mirkwood. For a moment, Marjorie has everything she has ever wanted: An escape from a fate set in stone... until the Wolf set its dark intentions on her. Now, she is forced to decide: Will she defeat the Wolf or will she willingly be devoured? __________________ The stranger turned to face her. This close, it was easy to see his handsome features. From his high cheekbones to his piercing gray eyes, he was unlike any sully-faced villager. Instead, he wore his beauty with a casual grace, as if he were clueless to the plumpness of his lips or the flat, smooth surface of his chest. "Am I a what?" The man cocked a thick, dark brow up. He pushed his right hand into the pocket of his trousers, but not before Marjorie caught a glimpse of the heavy jewels on his fingers. He drowned in an opulence few villagers could afford. "I take that as a no," she said. "What is your name, stranger?" He looked to her, and then his gaze traveled to where men and women continued to fling themselves around the heat of the bonfire. You don't belong here, she thought.

"𝘄𝗵𝗲𝗻 𝘄𝗲 𝗳𝗶𝗿𝘀𝘁 𝗺𝗲𝘁, 𝘁𝗵𝗲 𝗼𝗻𝗹𝘆 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸𝗶𝗻𝗴 𝗮𝗯𝗼𝘂𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗵𝗼𝘄 𝗰𝘂𝘁𝗲 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲." "𝘆/𝗻, 𝗶'𝗺 𝗮 𝘁𝗶𝗺𝗲 𝗹𝗲𝗮𝗽𝗲𝗿." "𝘄-𝘄𝗵𝘆 𝘄𝗼𝘂𝗹𝗱 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘀𝗮𝘃𝗲.. 𝗺𝗲..?" ʀᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛɪᴏɴ sᴛᴏʀɪᴇs, ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ʜᴇᴀʀᴅ ᴛʜᴇᴍ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ᴛɪᴍᴇ, ʙᴜᴛ ɪᴛ ʜᴀᴘᴘᴇɴɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʏᴏᴜ? ᴛʜᴀᴛ ɪs ᴀ ᴅɪғғᴇʀᴇɴᴛ sᴛᴏʀʏ. ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ʀᴇɪɴᴄᴀʀɴᴀᴛᴇᴅ ɪɴ ᴛᴏᴋʏᴏ ʀᴇᴠᴇɴɢᴇʀs, ᴀɴ ᴀɴɪᴍᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ᴍᴀɴɢᴀ ʏᴏᴜ ᴇɴᴊᴏʏ ɢʀᴇᴀᴛʏʟʏ. ɪɴ ᴛʜɪs ʟɪꜰᴇ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴀʀᴇ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄʜɪʟᴅ ᴏғ ᴀɴ ᴀʙᴜsɪᴠᴇ ғᴀᴛʜᴇʀ, ʙᴜᴛ ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ᴇɴᴊᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇɴᴛᴀʟ, ᴇᴍᴏᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ, ᴘʜʏsɪᴄᴀʟ ᴘᴀɪɴ, ᴡᴀɴᴛɪɴɢ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ᴀʙʟᴇ ᴛᴏ ʜᴇʟᴘ ᴀɴᴅ sᴀᴠᴇ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ʏᴏᴜ'ᴠᴇ ɢʀᴏᴡɴ ғᴏɴᴅ ᴏғ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ᴀ sᴄʀᴇᴇɴ. ᴛʜᴏᴜɢʜ ɪᴛ ᴡᴀsɴ'ᴛ ᴄᴏᴍᴘʟᴇᴛᴇʟʏ ɪɴᴛᴇɴᴛɪᴏɴᴀʟ, ʏᴏᴜ ᴄᴀᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛʜᴇ ᴇʏᴇs ᴏғ ʏᴏᴜʀ ᴘᴀsᴛ ғᴀᴠᴏᴜᴛɪᴛᴇ ʜᴜsʙᴀɴᴅᴏᴇs ᴀɴᴅ ᴡᴀɪғᴜs. ------------------------------------------------- ᴠᴀʀɪᴏᴜꜱ! x ʀᴇᴀᴅᴇʀ Sᴛᴀʀᴛᴇᴅ : 28ᴛʜ Oᴄᴛᴏʙᴇʀ 2021 Eɴᴅᴇᴅ : ---