Cringe Culture Bingo

"Whispers from the Beyond" is a gripping mystery novel that plunges readers into the enigmatic world of Dr. Rafat Ismail, a skeptical yet brilliant physician whose life unravels when he stumbles upon the supernatural. Drawn into a labyrinth of global folklore and paranormal phenomena, Dr. Rafat embarks on a perilous journey across cultures—from haunted Egyptian tombs and eerie Scandinavian legends to the shadowy rituals of Southeast Asia. As he deciphers cryptic myths and confronts chilling truths, he must question his grasp on reality: Are these whispers mere delusions, or a bridge to realms beyond human understanding? Blending pulse-pounding suspense with rich cultural lore, this tale challenges the boundaries between science and the occult. Will you dare to join Dr. Rafat in uncovering secrets that defy logic—and survive them?

Zombies appeared all over the world after the planet was subjected to a culture shift caused by an enigmatic mystery party. But out of this apocalypse those with 'powers' started to emerge, can civilization rebuild itself and prove that Science should remain the foundations of humanity or would another avenue be more successful in these trying times?

When Lu Huang woke up as Lidia—the villainess of a cringe-worthy romance novel—she was determined not to let the story play out like the dumpster fire it was written to be. Nope. Dying at the hands of the Alpha King after being falsely accused, publicly humiliated, and manipulated into madness? Yeah, that’s not on her to-do list. Armed with a sharp tongue that could flay egos, the street smarts of a broke college grad, and the petty audacity of someone with nothing left to lose, Lidia decides she was ripping up the script. Holier-than-thou saintesses? Screw ’em. Self-righteous alphas? They can eat dirt. If this world insists on casting her as the villain, she’s going to own it—on her terms. One chaotic scheme at a time, Lidia’s ready to rewrite her fate—and if she has to break a few rules (and maybe some noses) to do it, so be it. Villainesses don’t play nice, and Lidia is just getting started.

In the mystical realm of Aethoria, where magic flows through the wind and the land pulses with the heartbeat of the elements, the balance of power is maintained by a delicate harmony of magic, technology, and nature. Divided into five kingdoms, each with its own unique culture and elemental affinity, Aethoria is a land of wonder, danger, and untold secrets.Alhan, a 15-year-old boy from a humble village on the outskirts of the Silvermist Kingdom, has dreamed of attending Wysteria Academy for as long as he can remember.

," Zoe leaves her comfortable life for the chaotic charm of Quirkytown, where she navigates quirky parades and an absurd office culture dominated by the tyrannical Sophie Blake. Amid a coffee shop disaster, where she collides with ambitious entrepreneur Max Collins, a comedic and unexpected bond begins to form. As they grapple with their respective challenges—Zoe's disdain for her job's master/slave mentality and Max's quirky pursuits—their paths intertwine, leading to a journey of self-discovery, laughter, and an unconventional romance. Can their imperfections lead to the perfect connection?

When Lia Chen-Rodriguez, a biracial anthropologist cursed with absorbing cultural traumas through touch, gets recruited by the clandestine Iris Council, she discovers her "curse" is actually the rarest form of magic - the power to transmute heritage into tangible energy. Now she must partner with Qasim al-Farouk, a brooding Syrian-British architect wielding geometric magic from a dying lineage, to prevent the collapse of civilization's hidden magical infrastructure.

Our pratagonist migrates to another world with his artificial intelligence assistant. He encounters a relentless enemy in the world he immigrated to. Due to the events he experienced, he decides to become the protector of humanity. He makes the impossible possible with the help of magic in the world. Note: The Mediterranean climate and especially Ancient Anatolian (Greek culture is dominant) culture are dominant in world building. The story was written with a western mindset. No harem, no teenage attitudes, emphasis is placed on character development. In the novel, care is taken to be academic rather than militant. #Arttical Intelligent, #Wizard #Kingdom Building #Ancient Times

Dear Bosstraatnese, my friends, and those who once lived on Bosstraat, Twenty-five years ago, we navigated the alleys and woods of Hasselt and Diepenbeek with our broken English. Alongside foamy beers, hot wine and waffles, we debated European history, culture, politics, the future, music, and folklore, and created a series of inside jokes that still shine in my memory to this day. Now, with the rapid advancement of new technologies, where neural implants rewrite human cognition and quantum tunneling blurs the world's boundaries, I'm crafting an adventure titled Adventure of Zhao—a vessel that preserves the DNA of our shared cross - cultural wonders. The story is set in Huinan Town, Shanghai, in 2025. It tells the tale of Zhao Ming, an ordinary 48 years old clerk in his zodiac year. At seven o'clock on the eighth day of the first lunar month, while riding his electric bike to work, he suddenly noticed double - vision. Curiously, he discovered that these were glimpses of another world. Unable to resist his curiosity, he entered this parallel realm only to find it occupied by alien creatures even smaller than viruses. Humans were confined to tiny safe zones, at risk of infection with the slightest misstep. Once infected, they could only alleviate symptoms with herbal remedies, but the fate of becoming a puppet was irreversible. Fortunately, he found that the cola he carried could significantly relieve the infection symptoms. Even better, whenever he saw the double - vision again, he could return to his original world. Thus, a miracle doctor emerged in the other world. His blue and red potions saved many lives. He actively established an impregnable stronghold in an abandoned town on the front line (a town in Los Angeles, USA), which became a reliable supply point for exploration teams from diverse ethnic and national backgrounds. Through trading with the exploration teams, he provided many affordable supplies for the civilians in the safe zone, earning universal praise. Unbeknownst to all, cola syrup, AI technology, nuclear power batteries, robots, and other items were quietly delivered to the stronghold, becoming powerful weapons against the alien creatures. The climax of this novel hinges on a fact we prove every day: Friction between cultures doesn't breed chaos but joy—the very energy that fueled our midnight laughs and loud talks in the Common Room in our twenties. Will you let your laughter be forever etched on this speculative tapestry? I'm compiling my memories and adding my imagination—from the Nordic regions to Sicily, Italy—to fuel the narrative core. Let's use time - travel to create an all - powerful version of ourselves, for as my story will demonstrate, the most radical future is built upon a beloved past. With nostalgia for Bosstraat, Spencer P.S. The draft includes a strange creature called the "Toad - mouthed Owl," which can speak in our idioms. When it declares, "Fxxkxx Bxxxx!", be ready to cringe/laugh!

A guy has his choice of any female he wants, but there is only one he wants.... his waifu! Full of lewd, perverted humour, painfully awkward moments, and a barrage of cringey memes, fourth-wall breaks, and pop culture references.

In a realm beyond life and death, these legendary figures from different eras and cultures are given an extraordinary opportunity—a chance to be reborn. Summoned by a mysterious entity known as the Watcher, they must compete in a brutal, multi-layered battlefield filled with monstrous creatures and deadly challenges. As rivalries ignite and alliances form, the ultimate question remains—who will rise, and who will fall?

Just more old journal entries of mine, but this time things are a bit more...weighty? Complicated? These journals were written 12 years after those of Volume 1! Let us cringe a little more. Maybe a little less? Looking back now, I wasn't that naive...was I? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

The story takes place in a fantasy world called "Xuantian Continent", where there is a rich cultivation culture and powerful sect forces. The protagonist is named "Yun Yi" and is a genius disciple of the "Tianjian Sect". Due to an accident, he lost all his cultivation and was ignored by the sect and ridiculed by his peers. During a sect trial, Yun Yi unexpectedly discovered the truth of his family's destruction, which was originally related to the high-ranking members of the sect.

What if the cultivation world meets the urban world of black culture from all walks of life? This is a cultivation story with a different twist to it. A trilling story of fantasy, adventure, and action of our main characters, Sifir (male) and Judah (female). They are seeking revenge, redemption, and the zenith of their world.  For other cultivators, some might seek the doa, while others might seek peace, or some are willing to fight over the supremacy of the world, and a few will protect what they love.    The only question left is: What is your zenith? 

A story that I’m making on my free time. This is my first time writing a story so please expect boring stuff and cringe stuff but if you do like it please share with friends I really wanna enjoy making work people enjoy make sure to criticize and tell me where to work on :)

Please don't skip this: Warning. This contains dark, cringe, edgy, braindead, tragic type elements, not a world filled with sunshine's. So if you want sunshine, read any other work apart mine, well, as long as I have only 1 reader, I’d try to continue it. Additionally, I'll repeat it again, this work is edgy and cringe, so, I'd advice you to read the intro chapter in the auxiliary. Synopsis: Ever wonder about a main character who can cross dimensions just by sleeping? Someone who isn’t constrained by space-time. Additionally immortal in the process.... but of course, none of this came to him for free. Ren Aristella. An existence that should not exist in the first place, who possessed powers to transcend dimensions and order, bypassing the laws of the Meta-World whereby normal laws doesn’t apply to him. However, the world as Ren knew it wasn’t the same after discovering Supernaturals existed. Awakened. People who had attained a higher existence that transcended human comprehension, however, the world is at peace, so what? You’d be surprised that the world isn't as peaceful as it looked. Ancient Gods, Eldritch Gods, Divine Humans, other worlds, hunting for him from other dimensions. With all of the above running about… humanity isn't exactly safe. And in situation like this, perhaps the person needed to save the world isn't a hero or a messiah, but a teenager who's forced to be edgy just because he can't die. Note: This is but a fictional story. Also, image's not mine, but I'd say he looks exactly like that. Additionally MC may look one dimensional, but I'll do my best, though the kind of situation I put him in makes him kind of one dimensional, but I have come to terms with it. Additional Tag: #DarkMC #Edgy writing #Twisted and killer MC #Confused Author that has ideas but doesn't know how to write his story A Project ERA work

Ren Sato, the fourth child of the fractured Sato clan, seeks vengeance for his father’s death while unraveling the secrets of the Nine Gates—ancient thresholds tied to divine thrones that grant godlike powers. His journey spans continents, cultures, and cosmic conflicts, revealing a world where bloodlines, betrayal, and balance dictate the fate of reality.

A sequel to the wobnovel, Soul Nite. It all started 2 years ago, a mysterious rock crashed into the earth and then... Dude! Stop yapping, everyone already knows this. Yeah, Tom and stop talking like that, it actually sucks. Right, right, ok, So basically after Con got packed up, me and the boys got to chilling but then all of a sudden there where these evil organizations and groups, basically, they're the opps and they're all trying to take us out. But no worries cuz me and the boys goda save the day. Jerry; dude, that last part was cringe. Tom; well, how else was I supposed to end this abstract? Itona; literally any other way. Tom; argh! that's it I'm out. Jerry while leaving the room; Ait. ... Lisa; well, anyway, please enjoy, I guess...

Literally just a bunch of old journal entries of mine. Cringe along with me as I relive these days. It's been at least 15 years...some of these are as old as 20! How bad could it be? *Names will be omitted and replaced with "XXXXX" in order to keep some semblance of privacy.*

When Emma, a young journalist from New York, moves to Japan for a year-long assignment, she expects culture shock, adventure, and a few challenges. What she doesn’t expect is Ren—a quiet yet captivating photographer with a past he keeps locked away. As they navigate love, language barriers, and their own personal fears, Emma must decide if she’s willing to rewrite her future for a love that transcends borders.

"The Legend of Li Jing, the Military God" - This is not just a historical novel, it's a masterpiece that completely reshapes the legend of Li Jing, one of the four great generals in Chinese history. Set in the most splendid era of Sui and Tang dynasties, this novel skillfully reconstructs the dynamic era, allowing readers to deeply experience the political, cultural, military, and social landscapes of that time. Here, Li Jing's growth is not just a hero's journey, but also a profound exploration into Chinese traditional culture and national character. In this novel, elements of intrigue and romance are ingeniously integrated, creating a world that is both realistic and imaginative. The author extensively draws upon the pacing of Western novels and the narrative strengths of traditional Chinese chapter novels. This unique combination not only enhances the rhythm and tension of the story but also presents a rich and captivating narrative world to the readers.

How do I know that a goddess wrote that awful harem novel? don't blame me if i give a bad review! Inuzuka Kai thought criticizing a cheesy harem novel was the worst thing he’d do all day—until the goddess who wrote it appears, furious, and traps him inside her cringe-worthy world. Now, he’s forced to live out every cheesy romance trope he can’t stand. Can Kai survive the world’s most over-the-top love story? Or will he end up stuck as the punchline of the worst plot ever created?

This is a story of a guy who loses everything, and then gets it back. Same old new world story, just a different kind of story teller. *** They took away our hunter tags. They had us grow our hair. They gave us a new brand, when we were over there. They staged us out of Dragur, East of the Olim Horn. I guess they call us Slaves, but no one calls us much anymore. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. Karn brought Sorrow. Pookie brought Fear. Milk brought the fly boys. They did work in Undia. I worked mostly clandestine. Some Legends I should not say. We played with better wands. I could use the extra pay. Did Mara give the order? Did venom pay the way? They said we were slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. This was before HALO, and Codex was king. Hej atop the rider, he never felt a thing. When our rider caught a spell, and both the mages killed. It pitched us over sideways on some cold Sylph hill. My back felt like it was broken, my legs I could not feel. I kept on slaying demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I never did heal up right from injuries sustained Officially in Torin, unofficially we train. I remember all their faces. They dream about me still. I guess I'm slaying demons, but it's kind of hard to tell. There no fun in killing. I don't want to do it anymore. I speak the cold logistic, that old boys speak so well. Veni, Vedi, Vici. I'll see you in Hel. Maybe it's bravado, or an unspeakable guilt. That village, they were demons, but it was kind of hard to tell. There is no fun in killing. I don't wanna to do it anymore. I've done plenty. What is one more? -Corb Lund *** Come guess me this riddle. What beats shire leaves and fiddle? What is hotter than pleasures touch, and whiter than cream? What best wets his whistle? What is clearer than crystal? What is sweeter than honey and stronger than steam? What will make the lame walk? What will make the dumb talk? What is the elixir of life and philosopher's stone? And what helped Pookie-Baba dig up a tunnel, that runs from Shalamanda to West-Torin? When you are digging a crater, It is the best thing in nature, for sinking your sorrows and raising your joys. Sometimes I wonder, if lightning and thunder, is made out of the plunder, of the reddest hiski and oils. *** If you can keep your head when all about you, are losing theirs and blaming it on you. If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, but make allowance for their doubting too. If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, or being lied about, don’t deal in lies, or being hated, don’t give way to hating, And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise. If you can dream, and not make dreams your master. If you can think, and not make thoughts your aim. If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster, and treat those two impostors just the same. If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken, twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, or watch the things you gave your life to, broken, and stoop and build them up with worn-out tools. If you can make one heap of all your winnings, and risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss and lose, and start again at your beginnings, and never breathe a word about your loss. If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew, to serve your turn long after they are gone, and so hold on when there is nothing in you; Except the Will which says to them ‘Hold on!’ If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, nor walk with Kings, nor lose the common touch. If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you. If all men count with you, but none too much. If you can fill the unforgiving minute, with sixty seconds worth of distance, run. Yours is the World and everything that’s in it, and which is more you’ll be a Man, my son. - Rudyard Kipling

What if every awkward compliment, every desperate act of "niceness," and every cringe-worthy attempt to impress a girl could make you… stronger? For Kim Jeon Il, the world’s most delusional "nice guy," this nightmare (or dream?) just became reality. Kim Jeon Il’s life as a 17-year-old simp was painfully ordinary—until a glitchy app called [RISE OF THE SIMP] hijacked his phone. Suddenly, his "good guy" antics—complimenting dresses, doing homework for crushes, white-knighting strangers—earn him "Simp Coins" to boost his stats, unlock skills, and even alter his appearance. But when his school transforms overnight into a battleground of superhuman student council members, spell-slinging bullies, and martial arts prodigies, Jeon Il realizes two things: 1. The world isn’t the one he remembers. 2. Simping might just be his only shot at survival. Gone are the days of boring classrooms and mundane drama. Now, strength rules everything: Student Council Overlords: They bench-press cars, duel with enchanted katanas, and enforce their will with fists crackling with Qi. Magic in the Hallways: Witch covens hex rivals, illusionists prank entire classes, and the quiet girl in the back? She’s a telekinetic time bomb. From martial arts dojos masquerading as gyms to secret auctions for cursed artifacts, the hidden world is brutal, bizarre, and nothing like the anime Jeon Il binge-watched. Armed with a cracked phone, a jawline upgraded by 2 Simp Points, and zero dignity, Jeon Il will learn the hard way: in this world, simping isn’t a choice—it’s a survival skill "In a world where strength defines destiny, the ultimate power might just lie in embracing the cringe."

"Waking up as a villain wasn't in my bingo card." Maria Smith, an ordinary high school girl suddenly woke up as a villain from "Hunter Time." Serena Bellus, a talented healer who gained fame for not only her skills, but also her beauty. A character that should be a part of the good side, surprisingly is on the evil side?! A character that enjoys tormenting her victims! That Serena Bellus?! "God why her?!". Come join Mari- no, Serena as she tries to change her fate and take care of a child while she's at it. "DAMN THIS LIFE!" AN: I made this novel with the help of an AI (all hail AIs!).

*****WSA 2025 Entry***** Discord : https://discord.gg/UUjz93G2B5 When 40-year-old fashion mogul Arisa wakes up in her 20-year-old body after a fateful ice cream mishap, her life takes a wild turn. Thanks to a quirky app called SCAL, she’s suddenly a magnet for love—surrounded by eccentric admirers armed with cringe-worthy pick-up lines and outrageous romantic gestures. From awkward family dinners brimming with cultural taboos to laugh-out-loud encounters with old flames, Arisa finds herself tangled in a chaotic web of red flags, mixed signals, and hilariously bad decisions. Will this unexpected do-over help her rewrite her love story, or will she stumble over the same pitfalls of her past? Join Arisa on a riotous journey of self-discovery, belly laughs, and love in the most unexpected places!

Edward Harding was supposed to be nothing more than a mob character for an otome game known as Doki Doki Magical Love! (*Author cringing SFX*), but due to an accident, he started having headaches that unwillingly gave him weird and mysterious knowledge, that he couldn't comprehend at all. With that more than often useless knowledge in hand, lack of sleep, and good ol' ad-libbing, he would go on to accidentally mess with the game's story and its pacing. The concept is self-explanatory, and I don't think anything else needs to be said about it. It was already published on Wattpad, mostly because I didn't know how many chapters I would end up writing, and now that it's past the 10 chapters mark, I'll be publishing here from now on as well.

For Kyoto this year, Mahou high school got a lot of surprises. -And the one that topped it all? Turned out to be your completely everyday demon girl. -Wait WHAT??? A interesting girl named Eri who is driven by two things. One is her love of Japanese culture. Secondly, she has a great drive to study human behavior. Luckily for her, she happen to enroll at a school full of all kinds of 'curious specimens.' In simple words... -They are all hopeless TWITS you guys!!! Tag along on stories of the demon girl who watches her schoolmates in awe, wonder, and confusion?

Shen Fu really has only one wife. She is a bank clerk, ordinary and unspectacular, yet is uniquely favored. She adores traditional culture, mastering the arts of the zither, chess, calligraphy, and painting. She declares herself a gourmet, dreaming of eating without paying and still making a profit. She is a bookworm, nicknamed "the heartless exam machine," addicted to certification exams. She is an authoritarian CEO, always saying to Shen Fu, "Can't you stop writing novels? I'll support you." This book features a sole female protagonist, really just one wife!

What is the nature of good and evil? What is loyalty and family? Dose culture change what these words mean? Would and Angel really be pure good? Or a demon true evil? Philosophy is what defines the answer. Let see if you can figure out mine. Cover art by an unknown user on tumbler, if I find their name I will credit them proper.