Истории Dark-comedy

In Hell, your soul is the only currency that matters. It is bought, sold, traded, and shackled by Overlords who hoard power for eternity. But eternity is a long time to be wrong. You are Y/N, a Sinner with a talent that shouldn't exist: you can shatter Soul Contracts. You are the "Nullifier," a ghost in the system that the Overlords fear and the desperate pray for. But breaking the rules of Hell comes with a price. After a chance encounter with the Princess of Hell, Charlie Morningstar, you find yourself seeking refuge at the Hazbin Hotel. But your past isn't letting you go that easily. The TV Overlord, Vox, has placed a bounty on your head, and he's hired the best (and loudest) hitmen in the ring to collect it: I.M.P. Caught between a chaotic redemption arc, a team of assassin imps, and the dangerous affections of Hell's most powerful women, you'll have to fight to keep your soul-and maybe steal a few hearts along the way.

You're is resilient resident living in The Crates, a dizzying, vertical slum of stacked shipping containers located on the far industrial outskirts of the Abyss. While scavenging through a treacherous trash heap, you come across a injured, unconscious man buried under debris. Realizing he is still breathing, you hauls him back to your cramped container-home while dodging the prying eyes of your eccentric neighbors.

2,180 days without a single friend. Online school doesn't save me from the pain. If you've made it this far, then you've cared about me more than my teachers and parents combined. It sounds performative if I tell you that I am just another bullied kid trying to survive, but I don't know if I am. *** Solomon Handler's nightmares have returned-and this time, they are becoming more real. Like every other problem in his life, Solomon tries to push them away, but these visions want something. And they are coming to collect. As the world around him begins to crumble, Solomon is forced to confront the horrors that torment him whether he is awake or asleep.

Eight contestants. One luxury island. Cameras everywhere. They came to Island en Rouge looking for love, fame, and a shot at reality-TV glory. Then a contestant ends up floating dead in the pool. Production keeps rolling. The contestants keep smiling. And the island's secrets start surfacing faster than the tide. Because on this show, everyone is acting. And someone is willing to kill to stay in the spotlight.

Some frequencies are meant to remain dead air. It is October 1998, and Arlo Banks is suffocating in a purgatory of yellowed plastic, stale marijuana smoke, and the claustrophobic sub-basements of Channel 8. As a night-shift archival assistant and a functional burnout, Arlo escapes his mundane reality by abusing heavy strains of marijuana and diving deep into early internet lore and urban legends. When his passive-aggressive manager writes him up for unauthorized napping, Arlo retaliates by raiding a condemned sub-basement and stealing a sealed box of VHS tapes. He hopes to unearth a profitable piece of lost media to boost his reputation on the message boards. Instead, he brings home a biological puppet. The tapes contain The Happy Hollows, a rumored "Holy Grail" of lost media. But the broadcast does not stay on the screen. The footage begins to mimic Arlo's reality on a delay-a delay that is rapidly shortening. Arlo initially relies on the "Stoner Defense," rationalizing the bizarre events as weed-induced paranoia, hallucinations, or an elaborate prank. But the physical world begins to rot. His environment mutates into a tactile nightmare of "Damp Plush". Glass softens into gelatin , blood thickens into strawberry preserves , and human flesh takes on the texture of distressed velvet. Hunted through infinitely stretching hallways by a towering mascot named Uncle Corduroy and a swarm of Clay-Kin, Arlo must navigate the collapsing boundary between reality and the broadcast. He has to sever the signal before the frequency overtakes him entirely, transforming his own anatomy into polyester stuffing and rusted wire.

Quit looking up dumb crap God is watching! Who am I kidding? You're probably gonna be looking up this shit anyway at 4:00 in the morning when everyone is asleep ... horny bastard It's just the Devine comedy meets as above so below

Aelon's brow drew together, the solemnity lends a sharpness to his delicate features, high cheekbones, pale lashes, a ancient valyrian beauty too fine for anger. He holds up his thumb and little finger "Two heads," Aelon starts. Aerion breathes as though heavily burdened, but all the same he hooks his little finger around his reflections and presses their thumbs together. "One flame," Aerion finishes. A promise kept between them. ♤♡◇♧ OR Aerion Targaryen and his twin brother Aelon have been inseparable from birth. Following a series of unfortunate deaths in the family they return home to Summerhall. When Aerion suddenly turns into a dragon, things go about as you would expect and destiny is rerouted for the Targaryen family.

A Young Wanderer with a Grudge met a Drifter who ran away from Fate. Their past catch up, and they are pulled into massive political conspiracy and supernatural events regarding a vague Prophecy. Could be a serious adventure but Shangsong choose his life to be a Comedy instead.

Khan Doorman wasn't always the cowardly man with great obsession over doors. Six months after the Gala Massacre and long before core collapse on Copper-9, Khan lived a double life as a handyman for JC Jenson employees and as a doctor in Outpost-3, hidden away from the company. All he wants is to move up in the world and improve lives of all the worker drones through hard work, using his skills as an engineer. Soon, everything is forced to change, when a man of authority and respect needs Khan's help to save his life. New paths have opened. A long adventure is on the horizon, filled with peaks and lows of everyone. Things to note: - This story will bend the canon a bit, it contradicts a lot of stuff you remember from the introduction in the pilot episode. Just so the story has higher stakes and is more interesting overall. - As in any prequel, some characters used here appear in the actual show, but under a different name to not spoil their fate.

Three lives ended on the same night - but death was only the beginning. On her 29th birthday, Sharvi never imagined her celebration would turn fatal. Her best friend Ishika, crushed by relentless criticism and spiraling depression, makes a desperate decision that ends in tragedy. Guilt drives Ishika to jump from the apartment... unknowingly taking a stranger, Isha, down with her. But instead of oblivion, the three girls wake up inside a novel. A novel written by Ishika herself. Now trapped within fiction, their roles are cruelly assigned - Ishika becomes Mishika, the story's destined heroine. Isha awakens as Myra, a character never meant to exist. And Sharvi is reborn as Aarvi, a forgotten side character bound for irrelevance. With memories of their real lives intact, they soon realize the world around them follows a fixed storyline - one filled with suffering, loss, and inevitable endings. But what happens when characters become aware of their fate? Can broken girls rewrite a story already written... or will destiny claim them again? A haunting yet hopeful journey of guilt, friendship, healing, and the courage to break the paths chosen for us. Read it now to know more. And plz vote, comment and follow... We authors work hard to write the stories...

A dying town launches a rebranding campaign that no one seems to be running. The billboards appear overnight. The slogans don't explain themselves. A diner waitress says nobody puts them up, and nobody takes them down. A couple arrives expecting ironic tourism and finds something closer to a live experiment. Beauchêne doesn't ask visitors to believe anything. It only asks them to stay. To notice. To participate. What begins as small-town decay becomes a slow, sideways unraveling... murals that feel instructional, civic programs that behave like dares, and a town that seems increasingly aware of the people passing through it. A surreal, slow-burn satire about American decline, anti-branding, and the strange comfort of entropy. Meaning doesn't collapse here. It rebrands. Entropy is a vibe. Decline tastes like caramel. Welcome to Beauchêne. You're here now.

A perfect cherry-blossom confession between high-school sweethearts Akira and Aya is brutally interrupted - the entire scene literally crumples like paper being crushed. Akira wakes up alone in an unfamiliar city, realizing his whole life was just a discarded story draft. Desperate and lost, he stumbles upon Saru's Lost & Found Agency - a tiny, banana-bread-scented office that specializes in helping "scrapped" or rewritten characters find new purpose.

A dysfunctional friend group searches for answers, truth, and meaning.

Conspiracy or Spirituality?! Does it even matter? Toby, Day 20 behind bars: "If someone had told me that my own voice could betray me, I would've laughed in their face. Right up until the moment I stood in the middle of a Ironport courtroom and heard myself-my actual voice-confessing to a multi-million dollar crime. My lawyer??? Ugh, someone cook him for me, please. If he utters one more worthless sentence, I'm going to disown him right there in front of the judge. Usually, stray bullets hit people randomly... but apparently, I'm the only target in the room. I'm like a human bullseye. Why do you guys keep taking aim at me?! WHYYYY??!!!" [Note from Author: Profanity and explicit language will be replaced with symbols such as *** or %*^&&.] DISCLAIMER / AUTHOR'S NOTE This story is a work of fiction. All names, characters, organizations, locations, and incidents are either the products of the author's imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events, political entities, or existing conspiracies is purely coincidental. The narrative explores complex themes including geopolitics, technological warfare, and spiritual conflicts solely for entertainment and speculative purposes. It does not reflect the author's personal views on any real-world individuals or institutions. Reader discretion is advised: Maintain your own discernment between fiction and reality.

Li Sunchen, the sole survivor of his family's massacre, is revealed to be The White Swallow, chosen leader of Heroes. His story, however, is not as straightforward as it seem.

In the year 2100, the telecommunications company Rare Communications has monopolized the international telecommunications market skipping all the antitrust laws of the world, now with the discovery of the dark dimension, a dimension full of supernatural monsters, the companies Rare sells its telecommunications services to them, in order to leave the earth alone, now the technician Manolo Restituyo will enter this world to do what he knows, in a dimension where anything can take your life.

The roles and personalities of Pomni and Jax have been switched: now Pox and Jammi - the same characters created by KittenSneeze. I loved them so much I had to write out how they would act throughout the show. Jammi is now the lead role as a shy, timid albeit kind newcomer to the amazing digital circus. The other circus members try to make him feel at home - except for Pox. He isn't sure whether her intentions are to befriend him or to bully him, but she sure is an interesting character. Besides using KittenSneeze's (awesome) characters, I did whatever I felt like: random theories and crap I liked from TADC fandom that somewhat follows the original plot line, and crammed it into this... thing. Hopefully, it's satisfactory enough to be readable. TRIGGER WARNING: This story will not be rated mature, but it does contain elements such as censored swearing, some horror elements, and mild violence. However, the story will not go beyond the maturity rating for The Amazing Digital Circus series, so there will be no explicit content. All copyright and credit of the show The Amazing Digital Circus belongs to Glitch Productions and its creator, Gooseworx. This is a work of fan fiction and an alternate universe of the original series. GO WATCH THE AMAZING DIGITAL CIRCUS 🎪💫 All copyright and credit of the characters Pox and Jammi belong to KittenSneeze. They are used in a work of fan fiction, and I do not own either of the characters. GO WATCH KITTENSNEEZE'S YOUTUBE, IT'S PRETTY COOL 💚🖤 The cover art is by KittenSneeze from their YouTube music video "A Little Bit Bad": https://youtu.be/DH5h--w_9ZA?si=q_EuJs0oO2_zHXTe #1 in dark comedy - November 22nd, 2025

A NamtanFilm Fanfiction. When Film Forger, a sharp-tongued documentary editor who reconstructs missing footage, discovers that her ex-wife Namtan Trevor, a free-spirited extrovert, has joined a suspicious spiritual retreat tied to missing women, she infiltrates the cult to save her-only to realize Namtan might not want to be rescued... and their broken marriage might be the real thing they have to survive. GENRE: Dark Comedy • Psychological Thriller • Mystery • Sapphic Romance

When you think of vampires, you probably think of Dracula or--shudder--Edward Cullens. You know what I mean: the romanticized, sexy version of a vampire. The one with sparkly skin and a charismatic compulsion. Hot. Sexy. Let's be real here, Gary Oldman really set the bar, right? But what fiction doesn't tell you is that being a vampire is messy and, quite frankly, HARD. It's ugly and lonely, and don't even get me started about tracking down blood. I'm wanted in every province (ever hear of the Bloody Killer? Yeah, that's me. Totally lame serial killer moniker, by the way, RCMP). I didn't have the choice to turn into a vampire, but, boy, did my creator pick the wrong person. Out of control, clumsy, drunk, messy, blah, blah, blah. You get the idea. I know, I should probably see a therapist, huh? Well, my trail of bloodless bodies soon catches up to me when a chance encounter with a hottie in a cafe leaves me with his phone by mistake, and I realize just how f***ed I am. And as I do my best to keep him away (while trying to survive as a vampire), I can't help but fall for the cafe hottie, putting a stake on my life. *** ONC '26 prompts: #56 and #81