Atsumu Simping For Hinata

I’m Daniel — just your average shy gym rat who prefers dumbbells over drama. I’m low-level in life: no clout, no girls, no game… Until she showed up. Ilil. The goth baddie with curly black hair, quiet stares, demon-tier thighs, and a chest that makes gravity weep. She’s got a simp army following her like it’s religion — including her obsessive ex Pavel, who treats her like property. Everyone wants her. I somehow pulled her. Now I’ve got enemies, simps, drama, and her four chaotic besties trying to "test" me like I’m a damn shoujo protagonist. Add in my clueless boys Ron and Gal, teachers who lowkey ship us, and one massive high school war between gym bros and simps… This ain't your average romcom. This is war. And I’m fighting it all for her. My goth girl

Damien never asked for this life. Confined to a hospital bed, chained by a body that betrayed him, he spent his days battling the cruel joke that was fate. But when a single video game shattered his last shred of patience, he found himself facing something even worse—his own reflection, cast into a story that should have never been his. "Fucking NTR game!" He said as he threw the console. In the game, the player was nothing but a tragic figure. A weak, spineless fool, doomed to be discarded. A character whose sole purpose was to be broken. But was that really all he was? Thrown into a world that scorned him, Damien refuses to play by the script. If fate had already written his downfall, then he would carve his own path—one of defiance, of rage, of survival. Watch as Damien, a man who once had nothing left to lose, fights to take control of a story that was never meant to be his. Because in a world that demands he stay weak—he will either shatter expectations… or burn everything down with him. -------A/N------- The main character, Damien, is heavily inspired by Johnny Silverhand from Cyberpunk 2077. Therefore, the main character's thought processes and his way of speaking may not be for everyone. But those who can stomach it. You will be rewarded. ---------- One or two chapters daily. Chapter Length 1500-2000 You can check my discord if you want. You will be able to see the illustrations here and engage in a conversation with me if I am available. https://discord.gg/qRknX5hTur

When lies meet passion and power meets control. This is the origin story of my hero. She didn't have a choice when she was brought into this world of given the powers of a world destroyer. Her thrill for the kill leads to the most unlikely turn of events. Love, passion, spells, obsession. What becomes of the sole heir and Avenging angel of both Asgard and Valhalla. can she stand the tests of fate and destiny or will she fall like her mother. Read to find out

In a world riddled with endless greed, pain, and destruction, a once hated king Nai Soari is raised from the dead - a peaceful place that he wishes to return to. His sole task is the killing the Demon who's one step away from annihilating the planet. Gifted with the Blessing of the Sun, Nai is the world's lone savior. Nai - all the whilst regaining his powers that have slowly drained over time - must join forces with a cunning doctor, a mute orphan child, and Luan, a secretive, dangerous, yet charming man who has given naught but his name and age to restore the mortal world to what it once was.

A 30-year-old "sweaty gamer" makes her living as a popular VTuber with a strict brand has built a successful career as Puliniel, an untouchable elf persona. She is a sweaty, meta-focused gamer who professionally despises the "simp" culture that plagues the online world. After a freak power surge transports her into a fantasy world as her tiny Elflet avatar, her new "game" becomes a brutal quest for revenge against the slavers who torched her village. Forced to survive, she discovers her entire legendary loadout was meticulously documented by a long-dead sage who was the ultimate simp for the elf whose identity she has now stolen, forcing her to rely on the obsessive work of someone she would have instantly banned from her chat. Using her sweaty, try-hard gamer tactics, she turns herself from a fragile target into a lethal solo operative, grinding mobs and clearing the "starter zone" with ruthless efficiency. Her success, however, backfires spectacularly. After a dramatic battle where she transforms into a towering High Elf goddess, she earns the one thing she hates most: a legion of real-life simps who literally worship her. Now, the streamer who built a wall around herself is trapped by her own legend, fighting to find a "peaceful end-game" in a world that wants to make her its untouchable idol.

" Crimson?" he echoed with a smirk. "In my world, names like that are invitations. How merciful of your mother to offer you up so... willingly." Crimson is just a peasant girl, unremarkable save for her cursed name and flaming red hair, whispered about in markets and muttered over fires. Orphaned and struggling to care for her ailing grandmother, she scrapes by selling vegetables under the frozen sun, enduring cruelty and cold alike. When her village is brutally raided and she is torn from the only life she’s ever known, Crimson is as a servant to a vampire Lord, an immortal creature of shadow and charm, known for his silence and rumored cruelty. But instead of draining her dry, he keeps her close. Too close. And as the walls of his obsidian court close in around her, Crimson begins to realize that he is not the only one watching her… or hunting her. As the line between captor and protector blurs, Crimson discovers secrets buried in blood... hers and theirs. In a world where humans are prey, trust is poison, and darkness wears many faces, she must choose: fade quietly into obedience, or burn her way into legend. Because sometimes, the most dangerous thing in a world of monsters… is a girl who learns to stop running.

She was once the cherished daughter of a respected professor, but now, she is nothing more than a shadow in the city-poor, struggling, and alone. Whispers follow her wherever she goes. Beauty like hers, they say, is a curse for a girl without power. They assume she'll do anything for money. But she is fire, untamed and unbroken. The university, once her father's legacy, is now under the control of a powerful man-a man who watches her with a cruel smile, waiting for the moment she will break. He holds the strings to her fate, dragging her into a silent war where wealth and control always win. Then, he returns. The boy who once played by her side, the boy who vanished the night of the tragedy, is back-no longer a friend, no longer the boy she knew. Now, he stands at the front of the lecture hall, wearing the title of Professor. His cold, unreadable eyes lock onto hers. His touch lingers like a ghost from the past. He helps her in the shadows, yet she feels his presence in every downfall she faces. Does he still hold the warmth of their past, or has he returned only to watch her drown? As secrets unravel and desires ignite, she must decide-fight against the power that seeks to destroy her, or surrender to the darkness lurking within the man she once called her own.

To my dear ash, if time is a cruel god then i will be a sinner, just to love you again.

"My fiancé is a high school student?" Sohee, an Omega drowning in debt, has two choices: marry a younger chaebol Alpha, or sell himself to an older yet violent loan shark Alpha. Ah, there's a third option, too. "Should I just off myself or something?" *** #omegaverse #dominantalpha #powerbottom #collegeromance #healing

She woke up in an unfamiliar room, her body aching, her memories fragmented. The moment she looked in the mirror, she realized—this wasn’t her face. Once, this body belonged to the precious daughter of the Shen family—an heiress admired by all, engaged to Mo Ziqian, heir of the illustrious Mo family. But the moment her family crumbled into bankruptcy—something he had secretly planned—the engagement was coldly broken off. "You're no longer worthy to stand by my side," Mo Ziqian had said, turning his back without a trace of guilt. As if that betrayal wasn’t enough, the original girl was framed, humiliated, and violated—her pain turned into a scandalous video that spread like wildfire. With no dignity left, she chose to end it all. Just when she stood on the edge of death, Mo Zixuan, the younger brother of her ex-fiancé, reached out his hand. "Trust me. I’ll marry you, I’ll protect you." Desperate and drowning, she clung to that lifeline—only to discover she’d stepped into an even darker abyss. His love was a lie, too. "Even you…" she whispered, tears merging with the sea that swallowed her. But fate had other plans. A new soul awoke in the body—vengeful, cold, and calculating. She wasn’t here to mourn. She was here to make them all pay. "You ruined her. Now, I'll ruin you." But something is wrong. As she begins to seek revenge, memories surface that don’t belong to the original girl. Memories of places she’s never been. Names she’s never heard. Emotions that feel too real to ignore. “Whose life am I really living…? Who am I?” Is she truly just an outsider inhabiting a stranger’s body—or is something far deeper at play? What happens when vengeance awakens something older, darker, and more dangerous? She doesn’t just want justice anymore. She wants answers. And she will burn the world to get them.

She wasn’t looking for him. He wasn’t ready for her. And yet, something unspoken kept pulling them closer — and pushing them apart. In a world where timing is rarely perfect and hearts are rarely whole, Made for Maybe tells the tender, aching story of two people dancing around a love that almost feels forbidden by fate. She’s soft-spoken but strong, guarding her heart behind layers of doubt and silence. He’s warm and reckless, carrying his own shadows behind his golden charm. They meet. They drift. They return. But something always lingers between them — maybe distance, maybe fear, maybe… love. Set against the quiet storms of growing up and the hidden corners of first real feelings, this novel explores what it means to fall slowly, to love quietly, and to wonder if the one you’re meant for might just be a maybe. A poignant, emotional romance for anyone who has ever felt too much and said too little

PLEASE READ: Thie collection is not for the faint of heart. This is an evaluation/discussion of harsh and triggering topics. Viewer's digression advised. There are disclaimers/trigger warnings before each passage. You are important and beautiful!

* Disaster struck Constance Sylvaine’s life when her husband, Lorenzo Morelli, the main heir of the Morelli mafia famiglia, loved and cheated with someone else—Vittoria Speranza, Constance’s best friend—and she was pregnant. Constance was tortured and forced; Lorenzo Morelli was so happy when she signed the divorce paper. Months later, however, Morelli was shocked to know that Constance is a billionaire heiress of the powerful, rich Sadie Kaiser, and now a superhot trillionaire CEO with dark desires and obsessions—Slater Blackthorne—is asking for her hand. * Slater breathes in Sadie's ear. "You die when I say you die, and right now, I'm not done with you. I'm never going to be done with you—you're mine. Mine, that means no one else gets to hurt you. I am the only one who gets to hurt you."

What would you do if you met a mysterious charming stranger, but could never fully see his face? That was the very predicament Cloud Belmont found himself in. It was unusual to find the spark one had been searching for, for so many years on Palace Grounds, but somehow they had found each other. Although this mysterious man knows everything about Cloud. Cloud has not even seen the face of the person he spends endless amounts of hours with. Follow Cloud’s journey on finding out who the man is and his own journey on finding himself.

JUSTICE FOR NIGHTSHADE **A sister's vengeance. A killer's secret. A game where the truth bleeds.** My sister's murder was ruled a *random robbery*-until I found her files labeled **"Nightshade."** Now I know the truth: **Victor Lee** paid to silence her. **Liu Chen**, his merciless bodyguard, wielded the knife. And **Maya**, my sister's *best friend*, helped plan it. I'm just an actress playing a role... but this time, the role is **revenge**.

SYNOPSIS: Betrayed. Beaten. Buried — but never broken. Two years ago, Mark, the undefeated underground fighting champion, vanished after a brutal setup by his closest friend-turned-rival, Kade. Left for dead in the back alleys of Sector Nine, Mark faded into legend — a ghost of the ring. Now, he’s back. Fueled by vengeance and reborn through pain, Mark re-enters the brutal underworld he once ruled, punching his way through cybernetic monsters, twisted champions, and blood-hungry crowds. Each fight is a step closer to the man who destroyed his life. But this time… Mark isn’t just fighting to win. He’s fighting to reclaim his name, his honor, and his vengeance. No rules. No mercy. Just fists.

A disaster called Greatwash caused by a person who wanted god-hood. This disaster leads to the jumbling up of elements. Sentient beings adapt to live under water on the ocean beds. In this magical world, after a political move by the supreme king everyone finds themselves in an adventurous voyage in their quench for immense power. Protagonists in the world, unlike other citizens realise themselves being woven into a bigger scheme of political hierarchy where the voyagers are puppets of the supreme king's and others' likings. Now these protagonists has to get hold of the strings they are being controlled with and reform the world into their own political priorities. In the process our protagonists finds themselves clashing with the ideologies of other protagonists. This quest for utopia quickly turns into an all out battle royale of political powers. The protagonists ought to survive and they ought to win. Find out who wins this battle of royale of politics and magical powers in an anthological drama.

I wrote this fan fiction for my more than a friend Chloe and all my pervy desires…

~His crush called him a loser? Her married aunt is now in his bed. ~The school idol said he smelled poor? She’s now addicted to his scent. ~The rich girl once spat at him? Now she begs to swallow. Maxine was just a shut-in addicted to eroge games. But one night, while jerking off to the goddess of lust in his favorite game, he blacks out… and wakes up in a strange realm—face-to-face with her. Thinking it’s a dream or VR, he goes all in. Only to find out the goddess is real. And he might be dead. She offers to reincarnate him into the eroge world with cheat powers and unlimited pleasure. But just as she begins the process, his real body pulls him back—he wasn’t truly dead. Now back in the real world, confused and breathless, Maxine thinks it was all a dream… Until the eroge system appears in his vision. Now he lives to complete his system quests, conquers those who've looked down upon him, and those of high social status as he rises from a nobody to someone everyone admires! Disclaimer! This is a smut novel for cultured readers #Currently Stockpiling!##

Highschool sucks, imagine having your own death repeating in ways that you wouldn’t wish on your own enemy all by trying to help some friends! Welcome to my life

One minute, she was spiraling out of her scooter, watching in horror as her fried chicken flew into the horizon. The next minute, she was signing the contract to become a mother to his sons while staring into his glacier blue eyes. "The contract is effective as of now" He announced, as he dropped the pen. His brow was lifted challengingly and his voice reverberated around the room, bounced and sent zings of electricity down her spine. She tilted her head to a side, studying him covertly as she smiled menacingly. She was going to make him regret his decision. Let the games begin..!