Dark-comedy Stories

I crossed into the world of Type Moon and, for some reason, the Root itself recognized me. As long as I die an abnormal death, I can ascend to the Throne of Heroes and become its lord, an existence stronger and freer than even the Seven Grand Servants. So, in order to die, I started acting like a complete fool across the Nasuverse. I cursed Gilgamesh to his face in Uruk, challenged almighty Zeus in Greece, openly kidnapped Skadi in Northern Europe, proclaimed in Israel that Solomon was a demon god instead of a holy king, and even stood at Morgan's side in Britain. Yet for some reason I am still alive. By 1994, Fuyuki City, history has given me a ridiculous list of titles: the third friend of the Most Ancient King, the first prime minister of Mesopotamia, the man favored by the Greek gods, the king of giants in Northern Europe, the incarnation of God who awakened Solomon's humanity in Israel, the miracle worker supported by Prince Camelot. On top of the Fuyuki Bridge, a young yet world weary Lovi sits on the railing, staring at the city lights and sighing. "Tell me, what exactly went wrong? Or you could just kill me here and let me finally ascend to the Throne of Heroes. Please." Kiritsugu Emiya lights a cigarette, glances at Artoria holding the Holy Spear, at the treasury of the King unfolding beside Gilgamesh, at the crimson spear tip reaching out from the distant Kingdom of Shadows. The cigarette in his hand trembles slightly.

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.

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

A JangJingJing Fanfiction. JingJing Whitman thought her biggest problem was surviving double shifts at the café-until she fell for Janhae Harrington: elegant, infuriatingly charming, and hiding a very precise way of making people disappear. Between domestic chaos, dangerous secrets, and undeniable attraction, JingJing learns that loving Janhae isn't about ignoring the blood-it's about choosing her anyway, every single night. GENRE: Dark Comedy • Sapphic Romance • Thriller • Mature Content

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 based on a hypothetical "Pre-Trib" world setting. 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.

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.

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

Y/N L/N-Dracula was a different kind of Vampire than most. His dreams and ambitions died years ago. But then Wednesday Addams comes to Nevermore, and a bloodthirsty monster threatens her very life. He knows the risks, but he has to know her. Even if she doesn't want him to.

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.

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.

It all began in the lonely silent night of April 1st, 12:00: countless portals suddenly came out of nowhere, anywhere and anytime. Random people around the world suddenly gained memories of a distant past -- but such those memories are the memories of their past lives! Each portals leads to different universes; and they were aptly called as "Bridgeways". Those bridgeways would disappear anytime. And since the portals is connected to the other universes, multiuniversal war is inevitable. Empires of different eras, of different timelines, different universes, they waged war each other as if it was their one and only logical reasoning to do so. Humanity's answer? The selected group of individuals who were reported to have memories of their past life, in other words: they are called "reincarnators" -- individuals who possess memories of their past incarnations and are able to utilizes abilities from their past incarnations without having their form changing back to their previous incarnations. Together with reincarnators, they fight, they scream, they bled, they conquer, they raged, they celebrated, they survived..... and they lived.

Welcome to Gardenview Education Center and Museum! Most of the lights are off and the toons are back in their rooms, resting from a hard day of gathering tapes and working on extraction machines. Yet for one purple music box toon the night shift has just barely begun. This story is a Dandy's World AU. The character's personalities and physical appearances can and will differ from their canon counterparts. Just be sure not to get too attached to these toons. Updates: Complete Chapter Cover artworks done by PBs_Corner CW/TW: There are major character deaths and some light gore and other things like strangling and the like. I will add a note at warning what lines to skip if anything could be potentially triggering.

When 18-year-old Preston finds himself in the middle of a string of brutal murders, he figures two things: one, he's probably in way over his head, and two- Maybe he should've picked another interest. curiosity has a terrible habit of getting him into trouble, and somehow surviving might require fast thinking, terrible decisions, and just enough luck to barely stay alive. Did I mention he can see the future?

A boy ignored and ostracized by his peers, raised in poverty and surrounded by violence, grows steeped in bitterness and despair. Eventually, he finds his way into an online champi-abuse community under the nickname "Picham." There, hidden behind a screen, he begins to meet people who might understand him - or push him even further into the darkness.

Wife of Ryuji Masato Blood & Gore | Psycho-Thriller | Dark Comedy Romance | Suspense | Yakuza | Mature Themes Haruka Minagawa never believed in marriage. Reckless, sharp-tongued, and addicted to speed-whether on her motorbike or in life-she despised the idea of being owned, controlled, or trapped. Ryuji Masato despised it just as much. As the ruthless heir to a powerful Yakuza clan, Ryuji saw marriage as a liability: a nagging wife, screaming babies, suffocating rules, and domestic weakness. Determined to avoid it, he convinced his father to spare him the obligation. Instead, the clan arranged for his younger brother, Kaien Masato, to marry Haruka-on one condition: Kaien would become the next head of the clan. That was the final insult. Fueled by pride, fury, and rivalry, Ryuji made a decision that changed everything-he would marry the girl himself. But fate had already played its cruel joke. When Haruka and Ryuji finally meet, chaos erupts. Because Haruka Minagawa is not a stranger. She is the woman from a reckless, unforgettable one-night stand in Macao-the woman who disappeared before dawn and never looked back. Neither of them can escape now. Haruka has no choice but to accept the marriage. Refusal means losing everything-her bike, her money, her freedom-erased instantly, just like her parents promised they would do if she disobeyed. Bound by blood, power, resentment, and a past neither can forget, Haruka and Ryuji enter a marriage forged in anger and secrets-where love is dangerous, loyalty is lethal, and desire may be the most dangerous weapon of all. In a world ruled by violence and tradition, their union could either destroy the clan... or burn it down from the inside.

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.

1. Man is a moral animal. 2. You can get human beings to do anything; if you can convince them it is moral. 3. You can convince human beings that anything is moral. A fan-based book that follows The Boys storyline. Billy Butcher, 2024

> Violet will not cry. She collects. And sometimes... she slaps. After years of watching men act like boys in grown bodies-dreaming of harems, feasting on fantasy, treating women like achievements-Violet has had enough. So when she dies in a sudden accident after joking that she'd "crash a world like that"- She wakes up inside one. A world literally designed to favor a perverted Male Lead. A world where a mysterious leveling system rewards him for seducing different women. A world where women are marked as targets. There's just one tiny problem. She can see his Sextym. Every affection meter. Every seduction route. Every calculated manipulation. And he has no idea. Fine. If this world wants to run on male fantasy logic- She'll become the fatal error. She'll smile. She'll blush. She'll play along. And when the affection hits maximum... She'll crash his entire system. ----

In Brussels, three students summon Satan to become rich, loved, and respected. Bad news: he answers. Very bad news: he sends a touchy demon and a hellfire that doesn't burn walls... but egos. In an ordinary apartment tower, Guillaume a trainee firefighter nicknamed "Little Matchbox" tries to contain the blaze while his lieutenant calmly finishes his fast food. The building's caretaker guards his tower like a sacred relic, a brilliant lawyer refuses to be "ordinary," and a fallen Belzebuth discovers that even his own fire no longer obeys him. The result: flaming shoes, collective hallucinations, existential breakdowns, and a demon losing his horns in public. To survive, they'll have to stop trying to shine... and learn to stand together. Because this kind of fire can't be put out with an extinguisher. It's extinguished with humility.