Gayfantasy Stories

When Mihawk invites Zoro to a high-society diplomatic dinner as his guest, Zoro expects boredom, tiny food, and unbearable nobles. What he doesn't expect is needing to wear a cravat, being mistaken for a bodyguard, or deflecting flaming silverware with a butter knife. Tensions rise, wine flows too freely, and one particularly arrogant noble decides to insult both of them in front of the entire ballroom. Bad move. Before dessert is served, napkins are ablaze, furniture is airborne, and Zoro is kissing Mihawk in the middle of the chaos with ash in his hair and fire in his grin. Because sometimes, romance means setting the chandelier on fire-and walking away from it in style.

Luffy insists something's wrong with Law-he's been smiling too much lately. Naturally, this calls for a full investigation. From backwards stethoscopes to surprise "I love you" declarations, Luffy conducts a series of highly unscientific tests to uncover the truth. But what he discovers isn't an illness-it's something a little softer, a little scarier, and entirely real. A romantic comedy of misdiagnoses, affection, and one very accurate napkin report.

Gojo comes back from the Prison Realm with a smile that doesn't reach his eyes, and cursed energy that won't settle. Only Megumi sees it. Only Megumi stays. What follows isn't healing-it's something quieter, messier, and harder to name. A story about aftermath, intimacy, and the weight of being real when everything else still feels cursed.

After the war, Zoro returns to Kuraigana Island. There's no schedule, no sparring, no words about love. Mihawk gardens at dawn. Zoro sharpens swords he doesn't use. They eat together, sleep separately, and never ask why the other stays. But every morning, they meet again-in the stillness, in the silence, in something slowly blooming.

Mousse shows up to duel, not over Shampoo - but something else entirely. One magic mishap later, he and Ranma are stuck together on a chaotic mission through cold inns, hot springs, and a growing pile of awkward feelings. Between bickering, bandits, and badly timed kisses, they discover that curses aren't the only thing hard to break. Sometimes the last person you want near you is the one you might need the most.

After surviving ghost ships, emotional steam baths, and an island that tried to kill them gently, Portgas D. Ace and Jeong Pyo-Whitebeard's favorite elemental disasters-are sent on a "simple" mission to babysit a misbehaving island. Naturally, nothing goes as planned. From synchronized lava dancing to sabotaged hammocks, cursed geysers, and accidental emotional honesty, the duo finds themselves navigating more than just unstable terrain-they're navigating each other. Again. But when a rival pirate crew threatens to steal the island's power, Ace and Jeong Pyo must fight with precision, not chaos. And somewhere between fireballs, trust falls, and surprise breakfast attempts, they learn that balance isn't something you find. It's something you burn for.

U-1146 is a model White Blood Cell: silent, serious, and deadly efficient. Dendritic Cell is... none of those things. He documents immune activity with glitter, hosts educational puppet shows, and keeps a growing scrapbook of U-1146's most humiliating moments. But when a dangerous infection threatens them both, teasing turns to tenderness-and behind the mockery, something real begins to grow. A slash fanfiction full of immune puns, emotional ambushes, and one very confused neutrophil trying not to fall in love.

After a brutal mission leaves Gojo blinded and his cursed energy unstable, the higher-ups send him into quiet exile at a remote inn in the mountains. Megumi is "volunteered" to assist-though what begins as obligation slowly becomes something else. With no signal, no city noise, and no curses to fight, the two fall into an unexpected rhythm of shared futons, sarcastic banter, burned soup, and terrible novels. As the snow deepens, so does their bond-until Gojo begins to see again, and not just with his eyes. At the inn at the end of winter, they rediscover not only themselves, but what it means to be seen-and to stay.

When the entire district finds out Ranma Saotome is dating Tatewaki Kuno, chaos breaks out faster than a lunchtime duel. Nabiki opens a betting pool, Akane swears it's a prank, and Shampoo tries to eliminate the competition-with a spatula. But between poetry duels, rooftop confessions, and a public kiss that breaks half the school, Ranma and Kuno might just prove that the most ridiculous couple in Nerima is also the realest.

When an unsigned letter lands on Chief Justice Neuvillette's desk accusing him of being "legally correct, morally vacant," he's more offended than he admits-and more intrigued than he should be. What begins as a battle of anonymous letters turns into something far more intimate: a war of wit, philosophy, and veiled longing. The mysterious critic knows the law as well as Neuvillette himself, and each response only draws them closer. Until one quote gives everything away. Now, faced with Wriothesley-the infuriatingly smug Duke of the Fortress of Meropide-Neuvillette must choose between silence and confession, decorum and desire. Because every letter has a postscript. And some footnotes are written in kisses.

During a chaotic sea battle, Luffy dives headfirst into one of Law's ROOM abilities-and gets himself trapped inside it. What starts as comic disaster turns into unexpected intimacy as the two captains are forced to share hours of suspended stillness: one floating upside-down and talking endlessly, the other pretending not to care while secretly recalculating reality. Between teasing, quiet confessions, and the hum of the sea, they confront fear, mortality, and what it means to be alive together. When the ROOM finally breaks, it isn't just the barrier that dissolves. A tender, funny, and deeply romantic story of science meeting chaos - and how, in the end, Law's world always has room for Luffy.

Tatewaki Kuno has always believed in honor, swordsmanship, and the radiant glory of the pigtailed girl. Unfortunately, he just discovered she is Ranma Saotome. Unfortunately for Ranma, Kuno takes this revelation not with horror... but with poetry. And roses. And one very dramatic love confession mid-duel. Between flying fists, flustered denials, badly written haiku, and a kiss neither of them planned, Ranma finds himself confronting a terrifying truth: Kuno might actually have feelings. And worse-Ranma might have them too. Rivals. Idiots. Maybe soulmates? The way of the fist has never been so emotionally confusing.

When Portgas D. Ace joins the Whitebeard Pirates, he expects battles, laughter, and the warmth of a family. He doesn't expect Jeong Pyo-a calm, level-headed division commander with the power of the Water-Water Fruit and a tongue sharp enough to cut through Ace's fire. Thrown together on missions, the two clash in spectacular bursts of steam and sparks, fighting side by side against enemies, ghost ships, and their own growing feelings. The crew teases, the seas roar, and Whitebeard himself watches with pride as fire and water learn to balance instead of destroy. But for Ace and Jeong Pyo, it's not just about battles won. It's about finding in each other something neither thought possible: a bond strong enough to withstand the ocean itself. A story of fire, water, laughter, and love aboard the Moby Dick.

The God-Circus has returned-and it remembers them. When a forgotten artifact lures Methos and the Marquis de Carabas into a trap of memory and myth, they find themselves hunted by creatures that feed on stories and truths left unsaid. To survive, they must lie louder than the gods themselves. From haunted illusions to a house built of unspoken confessions, their journey spirals into deeper magic, older dangers, and feelings neither of them were quite ready to name. But when the circus threatens to rewrite reality above London itself, it's Methos who must become the myth-and the Marquis who must believe in him enough to make it true. After all, in London Below, the oldest tricks are often the most honest.

A winter storm forces Geralt and Jaskier to take shelter in an abandoned inn, where firelight reveals a truth long buried under travel and time: they've grown lonely together. Old jokes stumble back to life. Old wounds rise with the wind. And two hearts who never truly parted must relearn how to walk side by side. In the quiet of snow-thick nights and soft touches rediscovered, they find warmth again - not in the dying embers of the fire, but in each other. Because even when Geralt walks ahead, Jaskier's footsteps are never far behind. A story of returning, of thawing winter, and of love that refuses to be left behind.

A remote village plagued by ghostly twilight singing hires Geralt to put the haunting to rest. But the spirit is no wraith-it's a bard, long dead and long forgotten, with a song left unfinished. As Jaskier begins to connect with the ghost through music, old fears rise: of death, of being forgotten, of singing into silence. With Geralt at his side-gruff, steady, and unexpectedly tender-Jaskier sets out to complete the ballad, not for glory, but to ensure that even the quietest verses are heard. Because some songs linger. And some loves do, too.

When a colossal whale rises beneath the Thousand Sunny-with an entire ancient city built on its back-Luffy decides it's obviously a great new friend. And, of course, a perfect place for adventure. Sanji disagrees. (At first.) But the deeper they explore the whale's mysterious ruins, the clearer it becomes that the city holds secrets of love, survival, and companionship-something the Straw Hats know all too well. Separated from the crew and dropped into the belly of the living city, Luffy and Sanji must navigate booby traps, and forgotten chambers... while confronting just how head-over-heels they are for each other. Danger, romance, and ridiculous whale noises await. Because on the Grand Line, even date night can turn into a legendary tale.

In the bustling immune system of the human body, Helper T Cell is all discipline and duty-until he's paired with the glitter-loving chaos that is Dendritic Cell. From jazz hands antigen presentations to overnight stakeouts in the lymph nodes, their partnership is anything but smooth. As infections rise and flirtation sneaks into battle plans, the two immune warriors find themselves caught between professional tension, personal denial, and one very inconvenient mutual attraction. Love, like inflammation, is hard to regulate.

Heiter is a holy man with a snoring problem. Himmel is a hero with a soft spot for bad maps and worse timing. Together, they battle demons, share beds (reluctantly at first), and fumble their way through blessings, curses, and confessions. Between sarcastic prayers and quiet moments, something divine and very human begins to bloom. A slash fanfiction of Frieren: Beyond Journey's End - featuring tangled sheets, accidental touches, and a love that sneaks in like a sunrise.

When smugglers raid the kingdom, Pure Vanilla Cookie is sent to heal the wounded - and unexpectedly paired with Captain soldier cookie, a gruff warrior with no time for sweet talk. What starts as tense teamwork becomes something more: shared night watches, festival booths, pepper-spice candy, and rumors neither of them knows how to handle. But in a kingdom of whispers and expectations, it's not easy to reach out. Especially when one of you carries old wounds, and the other still thinks love is meant for everyone but himself. A slash romance of firelight, quiet strength, and handbrushed confessions - because sometimes, healing takes more than magic.