Livestream Stories

[Mystical Livestream • Face-Slapping Karma • Satisfying Plot] Liang Anwan was an immortal on the brink of ascension, until a stray heavenly lightning bolt threw her into modern society, trapping her in the body of a disgraced fake heiress. Blacklisted by her company, drowned in online hate, and nearly broke, she assesses her new life calmly: "If that's the case, I'll just use my old skills." -- Soon, a strange livestream room appears on the Shark app. Netizens mock her at first- "It's 2025, who still believes in superstition?" -but their laughter dies quickly. "Master, you told me not to get married, turns out my boyfriend was cheating on me... with a man!" "Master, you predicted my father's bloody disaster. I rushed home and saved him, my whole family owes you our lives!" Her stream goes viral overnight. Haters become her most loyal fans. And then the Underworld arrives, asking her to serve as their official spokesperson. By day, she reads fortunes for humans. By night, she livestreams ghost-hunting and soul-guiding missions. Terrified spirits she sends downriver arrive in the Underworld only to discover- -hundreds of millions of ghosts are watching her livestream every night, including the Emperor of Fengdu himself, who signs in daily without fail. Later, the truth spreads: the Emperor is supporting his wife. The ghosts freeze in stunned silence... then quietly open her livestream, watching with trembling reverence as the Emperor's beloved wife appears on screen once more. --- Note: This story does contain romance, but it's very light and slow-burn. The focus is on metaphysical livestreaming, ghost-hunting, and supernatural missions. HE guaranteed. 💛

Sypnosis: જ⁀➴ [Lingxi Zoo Recruitment Notice] Lingxi Zoo is a young and vibrant zoo facing an urgent shortage of animals. Interested parties may apply directly on-site. Act quickly-opportunities don't wait! ➜ No restrictions on protected species. ➜ No certification or pedigree required. ➜ No age or species limitations. Benefits include free meals, lodging, and generous commissions. Requirements: Hardworking, with a pleasant personality preferred. ❝The Grand Animal Stage: If You Dare, Join Us!❞ After being transported to another world, Zhu Yu inherits a bankrupt zoo and a peculiar Animal Shelter System. With nothing to lose, she launches her first livestream-only to discover something unbelievable behind the zoo. "Guys, I think I just found a panda-it wants to follow me home!" "Wait, there's a tiger too?!" That night, she wrote a recruitment ad. Word spread fast. Enticed by the perks and scenery, animals from all corners began arriving. One late evening, a soft knock echoed. Zhu Yu opened the door, to see a neat line of fluffy creatures, eyes bright with anticipation, "Director, open up! We're here to apply!"

IN WHICH, a Korean influencer falls in love with Ray, a Taiwan Streamer that's way too funny.

KreekCraft loves doing LiveStreams for his fans, and he has been streaming on his channel ever since the start of his career as a Roblox YouTuber. His streams usually consist of all things Roblox, but his whole world changes after dedicating a stream to two of his fellow-YouTubers, Adam James McArthur and Justin Kroma Leon Xu from LankyBox. After that one stream, KreekCraft starts to bond with one of the LankyBox boys, Justin, who joins his stream just as it ends. The two quickly become close to each other, and overtime, Justin finds himself catching feelings for KreekCraft. It would have been fine, except for one problem. KreekCraft is labeled "Unlovable". What could be the reason why? And what happens if Justin discovers that the guy who stole his heart might never end up being his? Only one way to find out! Credits: The title of this fanfic series was inspired by a LankyBox fanfic titled "Music To My Ear" by @Moonstarmonsta. Check them out! They're such an amazing and talented writer. Additional info: I'm a writer who happens to be blind, and so I apologize if the cover for this book looks bad. Also, I'll try to post a chapter every Thursday, or Friday. Happy reading!

The Waves of Calamity has arrived and Melromarc has grown desperate enough to do the summoning ritual of the Four Heroes. But instead of summoning Naofumi, they instead summoned Ethan Ryder, a 17 year old kid who is a streamer, followed by his fans who are actually Pokemon characters from the anime. How would his arrival change the future of this world? Pokemon is owned by Satoshi Tajiri and Rising of the Shield Hero is owned by Aneko Yusagi except for my OC's. (This fic is heavily inspired by @IhevNeinSun fic called 'Saving the Human Order with Chat(FGO/Pokémon)' on Archive of our Own, the original transmission idea is theirs alone and I want to give my appreciation to them for supplying the fans with an original idea.)

Y/n_h0e is live ,,What's up chat! So funny story, I don't know how but we did it! We are officially apart of the Dream smp server!" Y/n, a normal girl who wanted to be apart of the dream smp, and her dream came true. ⚠️Mention of sh or suicidal thoughts⚠️

Title: Shocking! The "Evil" Mom Is Actually a Metaphysical Grandmaster! Synopsis: Li Zhi failed her heavenly tribulation and was struck dead by lightning. When she opened her eyes again, she'd been reborn into a modern world... with a body that shared her name and painlessly become a mother with a five-year-old son! Even the mightiest cultivator still needs to pay the bills, so Li Zhi picked up her phone and started live-streaming fortune-telling sessions online. Between divinations, exorcisms, and the occasional overtime ghost-hunting, she quickly became an internet sensation. ----- "Master Li, can you tell me what's wrong with my health?" Li Zhi: "You've got hemorrhoids." "Master Li, when will I get married?" Li Zhi: "You won't. You're gay." ----- Everything was going perfectly well until one day, a man appeared at her door. "You stole my seed, Zhizhi. How do you think I should punish you?" Li Zhi shoved the little boy into his arms. "Then here, take it back." The boy blinked up at him seriously. "I don't have a dad. Only Mommy." Li Zhi immediately took her son back. "You heard the child. My son doesn't recognize you. Now, goodbye." The man only smiled. "That's fine. I recognize both of you."

I plan on turning this into a whole series but I don't write very fast so we'll see how long that takes me.

Cywren Caster from Fallout 3 lives in a wasteland. Strangely enough, it's literally called 'the Wasteland'. After facing many dangers and finding new friends, she finally finishes her father's work of purifying the once radiated water. But all the while, a strange voice in her head commentates her life as if they were controlling her. Finished with her main objective and a heroine of the Wasteland, she decides her next quest is to find out who this mysterious person in her head is. I do not ship Cywren and Venturian. No. Just...no. They can be friends but...no. No offence to anyone's ship. I just personally don't. All characters belong to VenturianTale (apart from the obvious ones like the policeman and his criminal) :P I SHALL REPLY TO ANY COMMENTS! *have a cookie just cuz (::)* PLEASE NOTE - I WILL UPDATE WEEKLY ON SATURDAYS GMT AND ANY SPECIAL EVENTS :D

"ꜱʜᴇ ʟᴏᴠᴇꜱ ᴛʜᴇ ꜰᴇᴇʟɪɴɢ ᴏꜰ ᴍʏ ʟɪᴘꜱ ᴀʟʟ ᴏᴠᴇʀ ʜᴇʀ" "ɪᴛ'ꜱ ᴛʀᴜᴇ ɪ ᴅᴏ, ʜᴇ'ꜱ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴀ ᴅʀᴜɢ, ɪ'ᴍ ᴀᴅᴅɪᴄᴛᴇᴅ ᴀɴᴅ ɪ ɴᴇᴠᴇʀ ᴡᴀɴɴᴀ ꜱᴛᴏᴘ" "ʜᴀᴛᴇ ᴍᴇ ᴀꜱ ᴍᴜᴄʜ ᴀꜱ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ʙᴜᴛ ɪ'ᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴏɴᴇ ᴡʜᴏ ᴍᴀᴋᴇꜱ ʏᴏᴜʀ ꜱɪꜱᴛᴇʀ ꜰᴇᴇʟ ɢᴏᴏᴅ... ɪɴ ᴍᴀɴʏ ᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴛʜᴀɴ ᴏɴᴇ"

One (and Two) off of after the Retro Grumps Charity Live Stream. Starts off with Arin, who's having a bit of a breakdown.

"I can't trust anyone...not anymore" A girl diagnosed with terminal lung cancer is laying on her death bed with no one there to support her. Even those who she thought were her family betrayed her in the time of need. Now reborn into a teenage girl's body in an alternate Earth 400 years into the future where Full-Dive Virtual Reality has just been normalized, how will she cope with her new reality?

A crackship smutfic of my niBBa Jared and his roommate.

So umm... This was kinda made in the comments of a tiktok livestream- sooooooo enjoy!

[...] the door slid open yet again and I was blinded by the sunlight. I quickly tried to hide my phone, but it was too late, strong hands ripped my only hope out of my hands without saying a word and ended the call. The bulky man standing in the opening of the vehicle threw my phone on the pavement without a care and reached to his left, grabbing something I couldn't see. Seconds later a small boy was thrown onto me [...]