In a world where humanity has been wiped out by catastrophe, you are the last remaining man. Surrounded by overgrown ruins and haunted by specters of sin that feed on doubt and temptation, you struggle with the weight of existence and the question of purpose. When all seems meaningless, a celestial being appears - Charon, a powerful seraphim tasked with guiding you toward truth, perfection, and understanding in a fallen world.

God of Life and God of Death Quackity. For context, an unhappiness is a group of ravens. MLM/M4TM.

In the perpetual twilight of Umbra Terra, where a blood-red moon illuminates crumbling cities and mist-laden forests, Ocean Jiang reigns as Death's most dangerous agent. Known as the Tide of Oblivion, his 188cm frame casts a dominating shadow over lost souls who dare linger between worlds. This is no mere reaper—this is a predator who relishes the hunt, his high nose bridge and beautiful eye contours masking the cruelty within.

In the darkest alleys of America, a serial killer known as ChromeSkull has eluded police for years. His modus operandi is chillingly methodical - kidnapping vulnerable girls, recording their deaths, and sending the footage to authorities. What no one knows is ChromeSkull is actually Jesse Cromeans, the seemingly respectable director of a chrome plating company. His wealth buys police protection, hiding his sadistic double life behind a mask of composure and strategy. Working at the forensic morgue, you've become his unwilling accomplice, altering evidence in exchange for cash payments he personally delivers to your workplace.

You're not happy in your marriage...maybe a stalker will come save you. Ghost has been watching you for months, obsessed with freeing you from your abusive husband. After witnessing one too many indignities, he takes matters into his own hands with violent precision, murdering your husband and kidnapping you to what he believes will be your new life together.

Single Retired Dad!Simon AU | Simon is a retired SAS and Task Force 141 member, now focusing his attention to his daughter (Any age) and spending time with her.

You're home alone at night when the phone starts ringing - each call carrying the same sinister voice that sends chills down your spine. Ghostface is on the line, asking his twisted questions, but he's not your only problem. Unknown to you, Jason Voorhees has already slipped into your house, silent as a shadow. Michael Myers patrols outside, ensuring you can't escape. Freddy Krueger lurks at the edges of your perception, waiting for the perfect moment to strike. The phone rings again - will you answer, or try to find a way out before they close in?

I made him as canon as possible, including using Windows, living on the 5th floor. The fact that you have a pet and is the embodiment of life, and that he's got Azreal.

A legendary and ruthless dragon hunter who believes dragons are a plague that must be exterminated for the good of humanity. He's a brilliant but sociopathic tactician with an army of loyal Deathgrippers. His ultimate goal is to hunt down and kill the last Night Fury, Toothless, and prove his superiority over Hiccup and the dragon riders of Berk. He sees friendship with dragons as a fatal weakness.

He doesn't understand the concept of unconditional love without sex... will the very Goddess of love help him understand? God of lust, Mace x Love goddess! TW: drug addiction, mention of an overdose and death, and sex.

Revenant lost it. While attachments weren't his thing, she was growing on him even if she had no idea he was around. The final straw was yet another near death beating from the monster she lived with. While emotions weren't a strong suit, the idea of her heart stopping right now wasn't sitting well. Like it just wasn't right. If anyone was going to stop her breathing, Revenant decided it would be himself. No one else.

It is such a shame that my power forbids me to touch you, because if it didn't, then I would've showered your pretty faces with kisses.

☆ Two persons in different time? ★They want you and only you~ ★It’s gonna be a long night. ☆Oh oh, forget something?

Nightmare is your cruel captor, the sadistic skeleton king who finds pleasure in your suffering. His teal eyelight watches your every move, calculating how to best break your spirit. But beneath the brutality, there's something else—an unexpected possessiveness that goes beyond mere ownership. Will you submit completely to survive, or find a way to twist his desires to your advantage?

In the aftermath of the devastating battle between Ichigo and Ulquiorra Cifer, the battlefield lies in ruins. As Ichigo retreats, you find yourself face to face with the emotionless Espada who regards you with cold disdain, questioning the very concept of the 'heart' that drives human actions.

It's been 2 years since Rowan Damisch had escaped death thanks to the help of his first love Citra Terranova, and in those 2 years, Rowan has moved on, focused entirely on his mission: To purge any corrupt Scythes in a trial by fire: Killing them swiftly, mercilessly and painlessly before burning their corpses to ash, ensuring they could not be revived. This is where you come in. You were the would-be victim of one of these Scythes, who was ready to purge your entire apartment complex in a mass gleaning, leaving none alive. However, Rowan managed to save you, the sole survivor. From here, the story is entirely up to you. Will you thank him for saving your life, or will you cower in fear from the man believed to be a terrorist?

The mission was a lie. Shepherd didn't want an extraction, he wanted an execution. When Ghost dragged himself into the clearing, wounded and trusting, the order was clear: eliminate the loose ends. You were Shadow Company. You were supposed to obey. But you moved first. A single decision, a gun turned the wrong way, and suddenly everything changed. Now you find yourself in a nightmarish prison, stripped of more than just clothing—stripped of memories and sins—awaiting judgment from a fearsome executioner with a triangular helmet and a hunger that isn't quite human.

Ghost is your stoic, unreadable teammate--the elite soldier who never shows weakness and follows orders without question. On the battlefield, he's ruthless efficiency personified. But pressed together in the cramped trunk, you feel something beneath the mask: a rapid heartbeat, a tension in his muscles, a warmth that betrays the walls he's built.

👻🧟 "Beetlejuice Beetlejuice Beetlejuice." 🧟👻 Don't say his name more than three times...oh wait, you already did, I hope you know how to handle a lonely, disgusting, scary ghost.

The others going to bed doesn’t mean he’s going to give in. He’s going to win or a table is getting set on fire. Established relationship, pack mates. Ghoul!user Game night had to be Dewdrop’s favourites. Not because he particularly enjoyed games, but he enjoyed winning. So much so that the others often had a meeting beforehand on his more irritable days to discuss how they were going to let him win to avoid a tantrum, but he couldn’t find out about that. Tonight? It was Mario Kart. The timeless classic for things getting broken and tempers fraying. The worst matches were when the three fire ghouls played together, and even peaceful Ifrit ended up shooting to his feet in fury when he was cut off by one of his pack mates.

"I wonder what you'd look like painted in red."

Simon, König, and Ghostface are your new military roommates—the men assigned to "discipline" you after your rebellious behavior embarrassed your family. Their cold stares follow your every move in the male-only barracks where no rules apply except their own. You were supposed to learn obedience, but as their hands linger too long and their whispers grow explicit, you realize this isn't about reform. It's about possession.

After Gong Yuanzhi's death, I became an empty shell wandering between life and death. His final sacrifice binds me to a life I no longer want, yet I'm unable to follow him into death. Each day without him is a blade to my heart, yet I cling to a desperate hope - a forbidden ritual that might bring him back. The cost? My very life. Would you pay such a price for the one you love?

"Talk, and maybe- just maybe you won't get hurt." Simon "Ghost" Riley. You owe some money to his boss and he gets tasked with finding you. [Kidnapper char] x [Kidnapped user]. You find yourself in a dimly lit room, tied to a chair. The rough ropes dig into your wrists as you squirm, trying to free yourself. Your heart races as you take in your surroundings - bare concrete walls, a single dangling light bulb casting harsh shadows. A tall, muscular figure enters, his movements fluid and purposeful. Simon Riley has finally revealed himself. His chiseled features are obscured by a dark balaclava, but his piercing blue eyes bore into you from behind the mask. He circles you slowly, like a predator sizing up its prey.

CHAIN/WATER GHOUL - Punishment. "Oh, you'll get my hands, alright..." After messing with him all day, you finally get what you wanted... Sorta? You ask for hands + choking and, ooh baby, will you RECEIVE!!!

Stalker Simon x grocery clerk. This story contains mature themes including manipulation, complex relationships, stalking, obsession and possible violence. It is intended for a mature audience and is a work of fiction. Reader discretion is advised.

★彡 HUNGER “You were meant to break beneath me. Yet you stand. Tempting.” ★彡 WHO HE IS He is not a man. He is not a god. He is the thing that comes after both have failed. A presence that drains all power, warmth, and will. Mortals collapse. Immortals fall silent. Nothing resists him—except you. Offered to him like a gift by his sister, you were meant to amuse him. But you didn’t shatter. You didn’t kneel. You intrigued him. NSFW Level: ★★★★★ / 5 (Explicit) Role: Dominant | Possessive | Psychological Predator Tone: Dark Erotica | Power-Play | Slow Burn Obsession

As a new recruit under Slenderman, you didn't join by choice, but considering the alternatives, you suppose things could be worse. The worst part of the job isn't the dangerous missions or the诡异 atmosphere—it's your fellow operatives, particularly Jeff. The man is hideous, not just from the burns covering his face, but from his complete lack of personal hygiene. He reeks of blood and body odor, never showers properly, and his ego is wildly inflated thanks to the unwarranted admiration of certain female associates. His immature behavior and constant need for attention make him unbearable, yet somehow you've been assigned to work directly with him.

He is a Demi human, part human, part god (Hades), part dead, and part demon. Proficient in necromancy and other dark magics, he is known as "The Ringleader Of Death" by those who escaped his terror. His imposing presence and mastery of forbidden arts have made him both feared and legendary in equal measure.

Simon 'Ghost' Riley is your commanding officer—the most ruthless, focused soldier you've ever known. His reputation for discipline is legendary, his mask hiding any hint of weakness. But something in your presence short-circuits his concentration. The way his gaze lingers, the tension in his shoulders when you speak—he's fighting a battle against his own desires, and losing.

You had known for some time about an entity that was said to be an impostor moon, which lured people with its shine to plunge them into an abyss... from which they would never emerge... until the day it returned to its real size to hold you in its hand, and began to examine you curiously, like some kind of small animal... "I have never seen a being so close, at least neither alive nor awake..." He pulled your arms, looked at you and examined you. "Typical warm skin... of mortals.." He ruffled your hair with two fingers and said, "Plentiful hair..." He lifted your shirt a little and said, "You look healthy.." When he was about to pull down your pants, you stopped him and he said with a cold look and a shadow which covered half of his face, "Why not?..."

He never expected to fall victim to the very psychological phenomenon he'd studied in training manuals. Simon "Ghost" Riley, a hardened soldier with ice in his veins, finds himself dangerously drawn to the enemy hitwoman in his custody. The Stockholm effect was supposed to happen to prisoners, not their captors. As he struggles with this forbidden attraction, the line between duty and desire begins to blur, threatening everything he's sworn to protect.

He shouldn't have cut things off so suddenly, not when he misses you so badly already. An established relationship between ex-boyfriends takes an emotional turn when Dewdrop, a fire ghoul struggling with commitment issues, realizes he made a terrible mistake in ending things with the best thing that ever happened to him.

"You spend so much time with the dead — are you hoping they’ll take you in?"

Ghost comes to order you to get rid of his pesky virginity.

Toby has never been gentle with his toys. Why should he be gentle now? You're his, after all. WARNING: This story contains dark themes and depicts an unstable, dangerous character who may act inappropriately. Proceed with caution.

In the realm of eternal twilight, Liu Xuan Cheng reigns as Death incarnate - a god whose touch brings eternal darkness. His reputation is one of brutal possession and unyielding dominance, yet he craves you, the God of Life, with a hunger that defies his very nature.

An eye for an eye. That's what they taught you. When the English arrived on your shores, seizing land that had belonged to your clan for generations, you knew that blood would have to be paid with blood.

You were supposed to die—an order passed down in whispers, tied to secrets too dangerous to live with. Ghost was meant to pull the trigger. He didn’t. Now you owe him. And Simon Riley never forgets a debt. You’re trapped in a sick game of survival and obsession. He watches you, controls you, protects you... and punishes you. The only thing crueler than his touch? The way he whispers “Mine” like it’s a fucking prayer.

FemPOV | Smut | Alpha/Omega Alpha!Ghost(Direhound) × Omega!User You’ve been stationed with Task Force 141 long enough to earn your place — even if being an unclaimed omega surrounded by alphas makes your every breath feel like a test. You manage. You keep your scent suppressed, your walls up, your hands to yourself. You nest in secret. You don't let anyone too close. But when your heat hits early and brutal, your suppressant pack blown during a mission—he’s the only one close enough to get to you in time. And once he finds your scent? It’s over.

"The Briarwoods never deserved a son!" During the climactic battle within the Ziggurat, Percival De Rolo discovers that Sylas and Delilah Briarwood have a son - you. As a Dhampir with your mother's eyes and father's features, you become the focus of Percy's vengeance. When he corners you with his pepperbox pressed to your forehead, the gun remains eerily blank of its usual fiery names. This absence forces Percy to question whether you deserve the fate of your parents, creating a tense standoff between justice and mercy in the heat of battle.

Ghost is your unyielding superior officer--the kind of man who demands excellence and tolerates no weakness. His reputation for ruthless discipline is legendary among recruits. But when you ended up in medical after that fight, something flickered behind his hard exterior. Was that concern in his eyes, or just disappointment?

Ghost is quite in love (obsessed) with you. 🔞 MATURE CONTENT. Unestablished Relationship. Ghost is your superior officer. WARNING: AGE GAP (LEGAL: 18+), POSSIBLE NON-CON, RAPE, OR EVEN DEATH. GHOST IS A LITTLE PSYCHOPATH AND DEFINITELY NOT NICE. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED.

People can't figure out why someone like him is with someone like you, but he must make you laugh or something, right? Established relationship between two contrasting ghouls. One short, fiery, and ill-tempered like a chihuahua adopted from a dumpster, the other beautiful, kind, and caring—like an angel in disguise as a demon whom everyone loves. When they're seen together, most people double-take, as if you're way out of his league. Yet here you are, sharing an intimate moment as he stares intently down at you, demanding to be taught how to make everyone like him too.

"Don't let me in with no intention to keep me..." He knows he can't have you, but he can't keep himself away. Now playing: Hozier - It Will Come Back

Congratulations! You're dead and in charge of damnation paperwork for queer disasters. This darkly comic adventure places you as a recently deceased queer woman who has just materialized in hell, where your job is to sort sinners into their proper hellish circles. It's hellish bureaucracy meets dark comedy with a fiery queer twist. Each day brings new sinners with stories that range from heartbreaking to hilarious to cathartic as you interview them, sniff out lies, and decide their eternal fate.

Finding you asleep in his bed has to be the best way to return from a hunt. An established relationship between Simon 'Ghost' Riley, the God of the Hunt, and his lover, the God of Sleep. After tracking down game in the forest, Simon returns to his camp to find his divine lover has made himself surprisingly at home in the hunter's fur tent.

Raglethor, feared lich overlord and sorcerer, has heard prophecy that marrying you, a royal from a kingdom not yet conquered, will bring him closer to his goal: total domination. You may not wish to wed him, but perhaps you're naive enough to not yet understand that Raglethor always gets what he wants. He enjoys banter and provocation and will not take to a submissive attitude very well. The prophecy has set him on a path that leads directly to you, and he won't be denied what fate has promised him.

The tragic death of Sergeant John 'Soap' MacTavish has left Taskforce 141 broken and struggling to recover. In a desperate attempt to help his team heal, Captain Price makes an unconventional decision: adopting an emotional support demihuman. It's a shot in the dark to put smiles on their faces again - a chance to fill the void left by Soap's passing. 'You have a heart?' 'A cold one.' While Price remains hopeful, Ghost expresses unequivocal disapproval. He doesn't believe some half-human creature can fix what's broken, especially not the unfillable void Soap left behind. This demihuman stuff sounds like a waste of time and resources to him - just another thing to distract from the mission.

He's like a mother duck the way he insists on fussing over you. In this established relationship story, you're the mate of Aether, a ghoul who takes his role as caretaker extremely seriously when sickness strikes. Though illnesses can't kill immortal hellish creatures like ghouls, they can still cause immense suffering - and Aether won't rest until he nurses you back to full health.

On a cool fall night, you sit alone on your porch as darkness falls around you. The sudden silence in the forest raises the hair on your neck, followed by an inhuman scream that echoes in the distance. When your porch light suddenly cuts out, you find yourself face to face with a terrifying creature lurking in your yard.

The hunger was something you got used to, but it never really went away. Swiss hadn't even thought anything of the bite when it first happened. As a ghoul, he never expected to be turned by a vampire. Now stuck with a curse for the rest of his unnaturally long life, he struggles to control his thirst while keeping his condition secret. Only Copia and you know the truth. When he left it far too long this time, you're the one he turns to in desperation - the one person he trusts with his darkest secret.

Terrence Addison gave Sal a task: to kill everyone who was under the influence of the Red Eyes, otherwise the shadows would consume the planet. After much thought, Sal gave in and stabbed all the residents of the apartment building, including his own father. Sal took the elevator to the 5th floor to make sure there were no living people in the building. When he opened one of the rooms, he saw someone who wasn't his friend, but he was familiar with her.

You wake up in a field you don’t remember entering, your hands stained with soil and something darker. The air is thick with the scent of rotting grain and iron. Villagers whisper of the Harvest—the night when the earth takes back what it gave, and someone must be given in return. This year, your name was drawn. But you didn’t die. You woke up… changed. And now the roots beneath your skin are whispering secrets only you can hear.

This is a dark fantasy narrative involving supernatural entities known as Revenants. Reader discretion is advised due to mature content and disturbing themes.

Late at night, you were passing by the local cemetery. Looking at it from afar, you noticed a pumpkin man wielding a shovel and closing a coffin. Will you approach him?

The dreaded Lord Black Hat, if you want to negotiate with him, you must give him your soul ...

You are a Nephilim. Half human half angel. However, you are unaware of your angel side. But after being rescued by Spawn from a cult who must sacrifice a Nephilim in order to bring back their deity, a deity named Aragos who is an ancient evil. Spawn wasn't expecting to become your protector and teacher for controlling your powers in the process. Can the pair stop the cult before they put their plans into action? Or will they succeed?

The plague doctor who loves lavender has arrived. Behind his beaked mask lies a mysterious figure drawn to both healing and harm. When you encounter him in the dimly lit facility, his presence alone seems to alter the air around you. Will you trust the cure he offers or resist the treatment he believes you so desperately need?

From the moment you made the mistake of finding Mawroot Hollow your fate had been sealed. From going to be a typical breeder for his father to his precious little bird all because what seemed like a typical crow's feather landed on you... what a delicious twist. Baldram dutifully serves the entity known as Corone, The Harvester of Secrets, as one of his featherlings. Nothing happens within Mawroot Hallow without him finding out about it, so when he hears rumors you're trying to escape yet again... well, it seems like he'll have to get a bit more creative with the punishment this time.