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Romeo Won't Die This Time Because He's Gay [BL]

Noel... Hollywood's beloved A-list darling... has two secrets: 1. He's gay. 2. He plans to retire after his final film and finally live openly for the first time in his life. But fate has never liked him. During the final scene of his tragic romance movie, the heroine is supposed to pretend to stab him. Instead... she grabs the wrong knife. A real one. Thanks to that, Noel dies on set. And wakes up inside the very movie he was filming. Now reborn as Noel Hartwell, the spoiled youngest son of a wealthy noble family in a European-styled 1900s world, he quickly realises two things: One: He is engaged to Evelina... the same obsessive heroine who murdered him, the male lead, in the film. Two: He absolutely refuses to die for romance a second time. Breaking the engagement should solve everything... except his new family won't allow it, Evelina falls even more violently in love with him, and the scripts of both fate and insanity seem determined to drag him to the same bloody ending. And then there are the men. THE MEN!!! Noel just wanted a calm retirement. A peaceful life. Maybe even a normal romantic relationship with a man... something he was never brave enough to pursue before in his original life. Instead, he gets a death flag... infested engagement, four dangerously attractive men circling him for reasons he does NOT understand, and a story that keeps twisting the harder he tries to escape it. He refuses to die like the original male lead. He refuses to follow the script. And he definitely refuses to fall in love with anyone who could stab him in the future. This time, Gay Romeo isn't dying for anybody. Not the heroine. Not fate. And especially not for some brooding hot guys with unfair shoulders and massive weapons of destruction under their zippers But he might accidentally seduce half the cast while trying not to.
Nightmare_001 · 21.6k Views

Danmachi - Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario?

Is It Wrong to Wake Up as Myself in Orario? A DanMachi fanfic DON'T READ IT IF YOU EXPECT HEAREM AND FUCKUNG SCENES ONLY. I was supposed to land in Japan. Economy seat. Window side. Educational trip on paper—maid cafés in my head. I’d even joked that if the DanMachi world were real, the Hostess of Fertility would put any café to shame. Mama Mia energy. No contest. Then the sky screamed. Metal buckled. Alarms howled. A flash—too bright, too wrong. Truck-kun? In the air? I laughed once, stupidly, and then— Ding. That should’ve been the end. I woke up on cold stone. No hospital. No wreckage. Just towering walls, morning light spilling down narrow streets, and a city breathing around me—vendors shouting, boots on cobblestone, the distant clang of bells. Orario. Not reincarnated. Not reborn. Me. Same thoughts. Same memories. Same hunger. A silver bell rang nearby. I turned—and there he was. Bell Cranel passed me at a run, white hair flashing, eyes bright with a courage that made my chest ache. The world moved around him, like it wanted him to succeed. An orphan on a scholarship back home. An extra here. Or so I thought. That night, a falna burned into my back like destiny deciding it had waited long enough. Strength answered when I reached. Luck followed when I moved. Floors fell. Monsters did not. Weeks later, whispers followed me through the streets of Orario. A nobody who climbed too fast. An outsider who survived too much. Bell ran ahead, chasing his dream. I followed— not to replace him, not to steal his encounters— but to live them. And if fate had dragged me here, then this time, I would answer it on my feet.
pinkD3VIL · 184.5k Views

Made of Scraps

In a world, once eutopian, governed by the law of natural selection, every aspect of the biotic strives for their survival to sprout through the ever changing eras. Man, a species much familiar with the dangers of the unforeseen, would learn to court astuteness and shrewdness to anticipate, or perhaps remedy the controversies of life- disease, pain, death. Science, one of the most indispensable footholds to the survival of mankind, focused on data collection, assimilation and processing to innovate routes to a life free of all these controversies. Yet, this crutch to the human kind would only lead to an evergreen handicap. In the state of Vlot, resides a lab- BLOOM, renowned for her prowess in innovations yielding to the betterness of us all, humans. This definition would soon change with the discovery of a resident scientist- Professor Zult. His research involved blending the concept of acceleration of particles and that of evolution. He believed that because organisms were subjected to stressful conditions, they would eventually grow and bear offspring with traits that combat the precedent stress. These genes responsible for such traits were known as "Alpha genes". However, it would take years, decades or even centuries for such an accommodation to surface. The concept of particle acceleration was there to remedy this inconvenience. By subjecting humans to the conditions they'd want to negate, and accelerating the cell particles, this could shorten the time for the evolution. A process he coined "accommodation." However him and his followers, blinded by the prowess of this milestone underrated the associated risks, and soon this long dreamed eutopia ovulated a parallel dystopia, separating the world of humans into different classes, as per their level of accomodation- the alphas, betas, gammas, deltas, epsilons and the zetas. The alphas were now at the top of the society while the zetas were the common citizens with the lowest level of accommodation. Among these, those who offended the laws of the new world- New Vlot, were bestowed the name "Omicron ." New Volt was besieged by two immense and almost unshakable walls know as the "great walls." The first, "Mu" resided within the beauty of New Volt, the heart of leisure and peace. The less privileged resided within "Nu"-the slums and less pretty. Those who gravely offended the law would often venture there, and were known as "omicrons". But life wasn't limited to just within these walls. Those presumed or confirmed with zero level of accommodation became rejects, often referred to as "scraps" and the name "lambda" was bestowed on them. These were sometimes used as lab rats of Mu, hence the name "scraps". Outside the great walls was an almost barren land, rich in hazards of diverse varieties. But from these, one would survive to ascend to a level no one would fathom, in the least expected ways- upgrading with scraps. From scraps, a new level of accommodation will be unlocked- the Omega. This name will be bestowed upon he who strived in the opposite pole to gain a level that would compare to an alpha.
Lyrixx237 · 4.4k Views