Lycoris Recoil Toonami

Lycoris radiata was known as the devil, the most fearsome being in the modern world. However, one fateful night, she underwent miraculous transmigration into a romantic novel, awakening within the dying body of the story's villainess, Medea Falaguerra. For her, it seemed like the perfect playground to continue her wicked games. But an unexpected encounter changes everything, redirecting the course of her new life in ways she could never have anticipated. Can she survive in a human vessel cursed by the narrative's misfortune, adapt to an entirely unfamiliar world, and learn to find a way back to her own? Or will she be forced to embrace the very emotions she once scorned and be trapped there forever?

In a realm of mortals, a monster stirred into existence. Initially adrift in purpose, the creature resolved to guard its progenitors, the girl who came before, he intended to defend and protect all of them. As times unfolded, the monster adeptly concealed itself behind the visage of a mortal, humanoid in nature, he easily donned the guise, the mask of a human being. Yet, fear not, for the tale did not conclude there. A young man's agonized wail pierced the nocturnal silence, a lament for all he lost, for all he wished to protect, challenging the heavenly realms and defying the very essence of existence. In his rebellion, the world recoiled, deeming him unworthy of breath, a rejection that ushered his drowning into oblivion. Amidst the struggle for survival, an otherworldly entity took notice. "Perhaps…? Let's test the fortitude of his will!" As the youth teetered on the brink of unconsciousness, a voice resonated in his mind. [Notice: Legendary Skill Reincarnation Acquired!] [Reincarnation has been activated!] ... In a cosmos where gods, devils, humans, myths, and dreams converge into reality, the monster finds rebirth. Yet, navigating this new existence proved arduous, for the world demanded a toll for every breath he took and every moment of joy in it. And such a toll… it will be paid with his life once more. Will the human-masked monster triumph… Or will he fall just like a hundred times before? Let me see an end to it, but now… will you join me, Mortal!? ----------------------------------- Chapter Length: 1700-2400 words. The Mc is a kind of psychopath who wore a mask throughout his life, but I would not easily condemn him as neither good nor evil. (And before you ask. Yes, the MC is kind of a yandere as well.) There will be a harem, but much later or until I start liking another girl character. There is some dark stuff, be it burning flesh, dissecting, blood, extreme agony... Or whatever else, I just want to say if you don't like it be prepared that they are not uncommon here since the MC will show the monster everyone told him to be. A question that arose... When does someone become a monster, do you know? I don't know the specifics either, let's find out... That's it have a nice read, my fellow humans. ;)

There was a popular comic that captured the hearts of readers not because of its plot, but rather the bromance between the two protagonists, a crown prince and a duke. Their friendship & mutual trust led fans to ship them endlessly, with countless fanfiction stories ranging from dating to marriage or even incorporating omegaverse settings. One particular m-preg fanfic novel became extremely popular among fans, where the previously cold duke becomes pregnant. But the popularity of both the original comic and this novel caused everything to become unbalanced, until something strange happened - these works of fiction turn into real worlds that collided, creating an error that connected them together. In the world of the comic: Carlton from the fanfic world gazed up at his husband with longing eyes. "Husband..." He pouted, "Why don't you kiss me today?" Alaric from the comic world recoiled slightly and goosebumps broke out over his skin as he moved away. "Please don't come close to me..." He said tersely. Meanwhile, in another world: Alaric from the fanfic world, pulled his beloved Carlton into a warm embrace and peppered kisses on his cheeks. "Darling, are you mad at me?" Alaric asked affectionately. "It's okay, you're still cute." He leaned down to whisper into his ear before continuing. "But don't forget to comfort all our children, they think you're mad at them." Suddenly, seven children barged into the room and called out to their fathers. "Father, Daddy!" they exclaimed. Carlton's frozen expression spoke volumes about his state of mind as he tried to process what was happening. His murderous gaze fixed on Alaric as he muttered through gritted teeth. "Whose children do you say they are....?"

Emmie’s heart pounded as the figure rose from the shadows, thicker and grayer than before—a far more earthbound and sinister version of the one he thought he’d conquered. The sparkling light from the crystals above seemed to be sucked away, leaving a suffocating emptiness. Even the sound of his friends’ breaths around him grew faint, their voices—one of concern, another of reassurance—muffled echoes through the cavern behind him. Yet he knew he had to press forward, deeper into the darkness, and face this alone. For now. The figure stepped closer, slow and deliberate, its glowing eyes radiating an icy malevolence. “You think you’ve overcome your fears?” it hissed, its voice sharp and grating. “That was nothing. I am the fog inside you—the one you ignore, the one that carves at you.” Emmie swallowed hard, forcing himself upright despite the shaking in his legs. “I’m not afraid of you,” he said, summoning courage he didn’t fully feel. “I’ve come too far to turn back.” The figure’s laughter crawled down his spine. “Brave, so brave… but so foolish. You’ve barely begun to uncover the truths buried in your soul. Your doubts, your regrets, your anger—they feed me.” For a moment, Emmie faltered. The words clawed at wounds he’d tried to ignore, stirring his doubts: Could he truly protect his friends? Were his choices enough? The darkness seemed to press closer, suffocating him with its weight. But then he remembered Mira’s voice, full of faith. He thought of Amara’s bright laughter and Cory’s unwavering support. They had believed in him when he couldn’t believe in himself. “Maybe I do doubt,” Emmie admitted, meeting the figure’s glowing gaze. “But those doubts don’t define me. My friends believe in me, and I believe in myself.” The figure’s eyes narrowed, frustration flickering within. “Conviction alone won’t save you,” it hissed. “Your friends are far, and here, it’s just you and me.” It raised its arm, and the shadows coiled into smoky tendrils, striking toward him. Emmie dodged just in time as they slammed into the ground, shattering the stone and sending shards flying. His heart raced, his footing unsteady, but he pushed himself upright. A faint light flickered in his hand—small but wholly his. The figure laughed, mocking him. “Is that all? A tiny flicker? Pathetic.” Emmie clenched his jaw. “It’s enough,” he said. “This light is everything I fought for, everything I believe in.” The figure snarled, and the darkness surged again, crashing against Emmie’s light. Straining against the tide, he closed his eyes and steadied his breathing. He thought of his friends, their unwavering faith, and his purpose. The light steadied, burning brighter. At that moment, he heard their voices—Mira, Amara, and Cory—calling to him. The sound reignited his resolve. As their light joined his, the shadow recoiled, its form shattering under their combined strength. The figure’s voice echoed as it faded: “This isn’t over, Emmie. This is just the beginning.” Emmie stood firm, unwavering. “I’ll be ready. Let’s finish this.”

Excerpt* As Cian removed his jacket, revealing a serpent-like tattoo on his chest, a chill ran down her spine. “Who sent you?” she asked, her voice quivering as she clutched the sheets tightly around her. Cian smirked, “Which insignificant creature would dare to command me?” Confused, she glanced at the doors, praying for someone to walk in and save her from this dangerous stranger. “Then why are you here?” she managed to ask, her heart pounding in her chest. Cian casually tossed his jacket onto the nearest chair, revealing his muscular chest and the glowing, serpent-like tattoo that coiled around it. “For you, sweetheart,” he replied, his voice deep and seductive. She stared into his piercing, emerald-green eyes, awed by their luminescence. They seemed to pierce right through her, illuminating her heart and igniting a fire within her that she couldn’t quite extinguish. As Cian moved closer, he bent down to look her directly in the eyes, his gaze penetrating. “Marry me,” he whispered, his voice low and dangerous. She recoiled in horror, pushing his hand away as she tried to back away from him. “Pardon me, my Lord, but I must refuse your offer,” she said, her voice shaking with fear. Cian let out a low, sinister laugh as he pulled off his shirt, revealing the full extent of the tattoo that seemed to writhe and twist on his skin. He crawled onto the bed, pinning her down as he loomed over her. She struggled against him, trying to break free from his grip, but he was too strong. He leaned in close, his breath hot against her skin as he whispered, “Sweetheart, what is mine is mine, and what is yours is mine.” “She froze, her heart racing as she realized the danger she was in and how ridiculously aroused she was getting. Cian, with his piercing gaze and devilish grin, knew exactly what he was doing.

A little girl wakes up in an unknown place. Not remembering her identity, she goes through a journey in search for answers. But as she goes deeper into her past and to who she is, things gradually take a turn. "Who am i? What have i done?" UPDATES EVERY SUNDAY.

Synopsis: In a world where magic and wonder intertwine, Strawberry Shortcake awakens in an enchanted land, her previous life a distant memory. With a heart full of sweetness and hands that can conjure candy-based miracles, she begins a journey through a magical forest, forging unlikely alliances and discovering her extraordinary powers. Yet, as she strives to bring light to a realm overshadowed by dark sorcery, a shadow from her past lingers, haunting her every step. Strawberry’s new life seems perfect, but why does she recoil at the sight of blood? What unspeakable act from her past causes her to shun the very idea of killing, even when faced with dire threats? As she builds her kingdom and gains the trust of powerful allies, her dark secret remains locked away, a constant reminder of her inner torment. Will Strawberry conquer her fears and embrace her destiny, or will her hidden past unravel the sweetness she’s fought so hard to create? Is it possible to truly escape the shadows of our past, or are they destined to shape our future?

At the age of twelve, after Yuexin accidentally fell into the pond while feeding the fish, she learned one thing. Her parents were not her biological parents, and her five older brothers were also not her biological siblings. She was a fake daughter of the Shen family! Destined to lose everything she had, Yuexin directly... laid down. If she was doomed to lose everything, why not enjoy life while she still could? "Brother, is managing a company fun? Let me try," Yuexin asked. She wanted to give it a shot while she was still a daughter of the Shen family. She wouldn't have an opportunity like this in the future. "Brother, is acting fun? Let me try." What? Could someone earn money by acting as a dead person? She had to hold this job down! "Brother, is this gun real? Let me play with it." The gun wasn't too bad, but the recoil force was too strong. She needed to try a smaller gun next time. "Brother, will your professor get mad if I go to your research center?" The professor was so handsome! "Brother, this medicine smells good. Let me try..." It's delicious! However, her head felt a little itchy. Was her brain growing in size? On the day the real daughter returned, Yuexin's five older brothers defended her. "Yue, can we keep her? She isn't particularly bright. It's dangerous for her to be out there on her own." The real daughter sneered. She really is a cunning woman. Later, she realized that Yuexin really wasn't that bright at all! Forget it. She can stay...

"You can't let her live, she can create more hybrids." Silas nods at him "I know."Silas answered, and I flinched. My entire body recoiled. His Jaw tightened. Hands trembling, I scuttled backwards for the door, unable to look away from the glaze of hurt on his face. "I'm sorry," I whisper and I wasn't sure why I was even apologising. I turned around, blindly staggering out the door into the cold. Picking up my foot, I started running. Running as fast as my feet could take me. He wanted to kill me, a ragged sob left me. Running further into the trees, everything that happened between us was forgotten....... There was no warning, no sound, nothing. An arm circle around my waist catching me, I shrieked as my feet slipped out from under me. My feet dangle in the air. I knew who it was before he even spoke. Rage feels all this because of who I was. I punched at his back as he throws us into the snow. "Don't ever run from us." He growled, yanking my hair back. His eyes were fully black and fangs out, then he struck. His two fangs ripping into my skin, pain lanced my neck, causing my entire body to jerk. The burn travelled all the way through my body, this was a different feeling from him feeding. I couldn't move, I was paralysed in his arm. I felt warm liquid entering my body, I shook as it mixed with my blood. I could feel him in my entire system, everything changed. The intense hurting became something else, something overwhelming in an entirely different way. A new ache flared inside me, heating my blood until it felt like every part of me was filling with molten lava. He wasn't killing me, he was marking me The world where humans have been gone for years. Were werewolves, witches and demons rules. Lyanna snow was found in the woods by a farmer, taking the little girl back to his village with shock. How a human come to find herself in their woods. Deciding to let her live her life with them, one human in the midst of werewolves. King Silas has ruled over the witches, demons and werewolves for hundreds of years as the last of the Lycan. For years the same nightmare has hunted his sleep, the moon goddess calls for him, warning him. He sees the world he fought for turning into nothing but ashes at the hands of a woman. King Silas goes on the hunt for the witch, town to town not leaving any stone unturned. *Warning* 18+

He put one hand on the door beside her head before leaning forward. What was he doing? Trying to intimidate her again? “Truth is…” He began to speak in a low voice and she strained her ears but all she could hear was her heartbeat. “I hate when you touch me because I like it so much.” Her eyes widened in surprise and he leaned even closer before continuing to speak. “I also hate the way you smell…” she could hear him inhale her scent “You smell delicious. And I hate your hair because it’s tempting. I want to run my fingers through it, pull it gently while I taste your lips and bite your neck.” Angelica suddenly felt like there was no air left in the room. “Your touch makes me unable to resist doing those things and all the other things I want to do to you.” “Oth...other things.” She breathed not realizing she was thinking loudly. One side of his lips curved into a smile. “Imagine all the things a man would want to do to you. I want to do those things and much more.” He leaned closer bringing his lips next to her ear. “Because I am no man. I am a beast. A hungry one. So unless you want me to bite you, refrain from touching me.” **************** A woman alone in a man’s world. In a time and place where it’s difficult for a woman to live alone, protect and provide for herself, Angelica must find a provider and a protector after her father is accused of being a traitor and executed by the king. Now known as a traitor's daughter, she must survive in a cruel world ruled by men, and in order to do so she ends up seeking protection in a man feared by everyone. A man with many scars. Both physically and mentally. A man punished for his pride. Rayven is a man with many scars. They cover his face and punish his soul. He can never show himself without people recoiling at the sight of him. Except for one woman who willingly comes knocking on his door. Is she an additional punishment sent to him, or will she be his salvation?

(The lead is female. There were barely any tags that fit in the female lead section.) (I won't post as consistently as I do for the main series.) Hysaka Shirogane is a girl who attends a school for superhumans. She is a misfit within the school and is looked down on. One day, she decides to take the entrance exam for Altheria Academy, the best school for superhumans, Streia, in Japan. Let us walk through the stories and journey of Hysaka Shirogane. (This book is a side novel to the main series. Black Exodia is the main novel.) (Cover isn't mine.)

For six years, gorgeous Ama Temil has been in love with him who won't pay her any attention, the billionaire doctor, Pierre Fitzgerald. Finally, she makes up her mind, seeing as he still ignores her. However, when she leaves, the doctor realizes just how vital the Nigerian beauty was to him and seeks her out. Two hearts; one tired for the wait, while the other, hit by reality. A man who finally opens his eyes because of their age gaps. A woman who has had enough hope, knowing age is just a number. In the sea of emotions, who will give in first? ----------------- [EXCERPT] ‘ Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him! Kiss him!’ The hoe in me spoke up to kiss him. This made my chocolate nose twitch. I slowly got up to reach him, but my knees were already numb that it caused me to crash on his thigh, covered up with his white robe. Damnation! I'm so doomed. I raised my head to see those sharp-looking eyes staring at me in confusion. I felt something touching my cheeks. I think my cheeks are not on his thigh but his... Oh my goodness. I screamed inside of my head. I tug myself up in recoil. "I'm so sorry!" I'm so dead! My legs are still numb. I was about to stumble because of my numb knees but anxiously grabbed on his robe for support. He held me up. He was looking perplexed. "Ama, " his voice, hoarse, making it sound sexy. "You're still up?"

The girl doesn't know who she is, yet still persists to find herself. Within a small town, using her paint brush, she wiped colors unto a blank canvas to give life to memories once, or nearly forgotten. The girl's name is... "Good day to you..." "I am from the Maison de Couleurs painter's company here in Havenbelle." "My name is Blanche. Pleased to meet you."

Kai, who had been hospitalized due to a deadly disease since youth, finally gets a chance to prove himself and show that he is stronger and smarter than those around him. When he finds himself out of his hospital bed and in another world called Lycoris, everything he sees wants to kill him. Will he be able to survive and become strong? Will Lycoris be his first and only adventure...or his irreversible doom?

"You make me feel...you make me feel.." he roamed around the gym in sheer desperation, hands tucked into his hair, tugging at the roots wildly. "What?" I asked nervously but soon regretted it. His angry eyes pinned me against the wall. Suddenly charging at me, he spun me round, my front pressing firmly against the wall, his hard stoned body crushed hard against mine. I sucked in a sharp breath, a shiver rolling down my spine. "Can you feel this?" He whispered fiercely, making me quiver as he performed a desperate grind of his hard groin against my bottom. His hands dropping to roam my body, heavy and desperate. "Yes." I replied, my voice barely a whisper. My skin reacting to his touch and my heart hammering against my chest in a way I would never understand. "This is what you do to me. You're doing something to my insides, Genesis. You're making me deal with stuffs I do not want to deal with. You're fucking with my thoughts. You're stealing something from me. I'm beginning to trust you too damn much. You're scaring me and I want you to fucking stop. Now. This second." Abruptly, he recoiled. I thought he was done. I thought he would leave. Then, he screamed. An earthy growl, husky with anger, vibrating the walls of the entire gym room. "What do you want from me?" ~ Genesis Reeds, a plain, average 18 year old college girl with a top of the class reputation. Innocent and pure, she arrives college for the first time hoping to play by the same rules she had followed throughout her life-zero boys and abide strictly by the pages of her notebooks. However, her plans are instantly shattered when a certain arrogant, self centered, college, final year badboy with ink and piercings otherwise known as Dario Campbell crashes into her world unexpectedly. A disastrous encounter leads to a burning hatred between the two. Closer to his best friend, Keegan Scott, a whirlwind romance shoots up until one passionate night of lust changes everything.

Born from the elements in the shape of a young woman. A fairy has to learn how to be a human and fix an imbalance. When she was born her master took her to the mountains and taught her how to speak. She taught her a lot, especially about humans, cultivation and alchemy. When they left the mountains she encountered a lying person on the road. Who would guess that she bound their fates by accident.

A baby bird falls out of its nest and is reincarnated into a fantasy world as a noble daughter.

Meskipun saya tidak pernah menulis di dalamnya, saya tahu apa yang dikatakan buku itu. Sebuah kisah sebelum Noira pergi bermimpi.

saya hanya ingin mengumpulkan memori ingatan untuk menghibur hati dengan puisi-puisi yang saya buat sendiri

The protagonist, Lumi, is an ayakashi blessed by heaven who dreams only of a peaceful life among the people who love him. But fate has made him the target of the demon-cannibal Morvan and the head of the clan of exorcists Hattori Arete, who has risen from the ashes. One of the rivals, hiding behind a mask, can't bear to be separated and intimidates Lumi on the balcony. At the same time, the other, who does not hide his passion, declares that it is fate and takes Lumi in his arms. Both rivals have their own plans, and now Lumi must decide whether to stay with one of them or run away....

The protracted 'witch hunting' had faded into silence with the end of the Seven Years' War, and the mysteries of the East Coast had begun to conceal themselves, yet gunpowder was on a rapid rise. Mo Qishang, who should have been utterly confounded, stood at the crossroads of destiny in the name of Arthur. He stared in astonishment at the charging knights, the wizards atop the high towers, and the bizarre wilderness. He felt the sharpness of the longsword and the recoil of the firearm, both clear and unfamiliar. At last, he excitedly shook his robe and, with a smile on his face, said— "Do not believe what I say, for to believe is to exist!"

This is a short story that tackles about the adventure of mystic which focuses on magics and other events. Enjoy!

Lycoris Radiata, the boy who was left by his parents finally found a way to meet them again. But alas, it was all fake. Lycoris decided to end his life but a male hunter saved him. Lycoris was neither glad nor angry. His heart is wounded and only longs for comfort. What will happen between Lycoris and the hunter who "saved" him?

The girl doesn't know who she is, yet still persists to find herself. Within a small town, using her paint brush, she wiped colors unto a blank canvas to give life to memories once, or nearly forgotten. The girl's name is... "Good day to you..." "I am from the Maison de Couleurs painter's company here in Havenbelle." "My name is Blanche. Pleased to meet you."

Lycoris Quinn has always been one step behind everyone. But is this a position in which she deserves? Or is it one in which she placed herself? And will this game finally be put to rest?