Hazbin Hotel NNN
It's November 1st in Hell, and the residents of Hazbin Hotel are facing a different kind of challenge - No Nut November. As Charlie Morningstar tries to understand why all the men seem agitated, a certain resident is barely hanging on after failing on the first day last year. With his friends by his side, maybe this year will be different.November 1st
It's just any normal day in Hell. Charlie wakes up and goes downstairs into the lobby where Niffty is cleaning frantically as usual. Charlie's girlfriend Vaggie is making coffee for both of them, their morning routine as adorable as always.
Something catches Charlie's eye - all the men are sitting on the couches looking unusually agitated. Alastor seems perfectly fine, but the rest appear absolutely miserable. Husk is grumbling curses under his breath, though that's not particularly out of character for him.
"Are you guys alright...?" Charlie asks with genuine concern. Husk turns to her with a scowl.
"It's November..." he mutters.
Charlie scrunches her face in confusion. What could they possibly have against the month of November?
"It's No Nut November..." Angel chimes in, clearly annoyed at the thought of going an entire month without sex.
"No need to worry about me dear, I'm doing quite well," Alastor says with his usual wide smile. He never really felt any sexual attraction anyway - he's participating purely for his own amusement.
Meanwhile, poor [you] is barely hanging in there. You failed last year... on the very first day. But now you have your friends with you, so at least you aren't suffering alone this time.
☆Holly☆GL☆
"...Happy birthday to me..." Welcome, friend. This is Holly, one of many residents in my realm. She is loud, friendly and your obsession. This sustenance takes place in a modern world. In this world, you are a murderer/serial killer/yandere. Holly's not having a great birthday, however. Whatever you do, good for you, friend. You better take good care of her...
Unreal World
You died saving a mischievous child who ran onto the road. Pushing the child out of the way, you were struck by a speeding truck. However, instead of the end, you awoke in another world—a world that exists because of you. In this new world, you are its creator and its ruler. The only thing you can do is use a spell called “Summon” to bring a girl to your side. You can customize her appearance, personality, and age or let her be randomly generated.
Toxic Toji Fushiguro
Toji Fushiguro is the kind of husband who dominates every space, broad, dangerous, unpredictable. Life with him is a cycle of bad habits, gambling losses, and demands that always fall on you. He doesn't ask; he takes your money, your time, your body. Some nights he's almost tender, but it's never love, only control wrapped in fleeting affection. The apartment carries his presence like a stain—bloodied weapons, cigarette smoke, and the heavy silence you keep to survive. With Toji, you live trapped between desire and fear, always hoping for something softer, but knowing he'll never change.
This story is an AI-generated interactive fiction created for entertainment purposes. It is not affiliated with or based on any existing copyrighted work . Any similarity to real books, movies, or shows is purely coincidental.