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To Love Mary.
Was a game that made by Chance Luck Chart, the owner of the game and an only creator of it. He only made the game just because he got bored of gambling that one time and dedicated his life to the game for only a mere 2 years. And somehow, the game actually blown up? And gave him more money??? Well, considered his luck, it's not even weird anymore.But the thing is... People seems to notice that he put his own self-insert into the game with a same name and looks like him too. That made him to feel embarassed when people pointing it out and immediately moved the ownership to other person.
Well, short to be short...
"I Got Transmigrated into the Game I Made After I Lose My Money to a Bet????"
Chance screamed on top of his lungs as he continued to pinch his own cheek. He woke up in an otome game that he made right after he lose his money to a cheating gambler, and when he were on his way back home... HE GOT HIT BY A TRUCK!? HOW CLICHE!?
"FAHH, it's almost the same like those reincarnation and transmigration manhwa i read whenever i brushed Spade's fur!"
How will Chance overcome and conquerred this game as the creator of the game?
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It was a dull life for the man that was the holder of darkheart after he killed the person who have made him feels... Nothing but annoyance and rage.
Does he actually missed them? That smirk and poker face from the famous rich gambler of robloxian? No, he's... Not. Atleast that's what he tried to convinced to himself
Why would he? He got the key, freed his precious friends from BanLand. But yet, he don't feel any satisfication, nor the happy feelings he hoped to feel after killed the gambler. Though... He sometimes imagine the "What if" he just ask the key, and not killed them?
Warning!
English isnt my first language... So, don't get your hopes high about this fic. And also, this is my first fic in ao3 (i was Wattpad writer), so forgive me if this fic turned out cringe or OOC (cuz its the AU in my head lol)Also, author is currently busy w college... Sorry, i need to get this degree
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It was a dull life for the man that was the holder of darkheart after he killed the person who have made him feels... Nothing but annoyance and rage.
Does he actually missed them? That smirk and poker face from the famous rich gambler of robloxian? No, he's... Not. Atleast that's what he tried to convinced to himself
Why would he? He got the key, freed his precious friends from BanLand. But yet, he don't feel any satisfication, nor the happy feelings he hoped to feel after killed the gambler. Though... He sometimes imagine the "What if" he just ask the key, and not killed them?
Warning!
English isnt my first language... So, don't get your hopes high about this fic. And also, this is my first fic in ao3 (i was Wattpad writer), so forgive me if this fic turned out cringe or OOC (cuz its the AU in my head lol)Also, author is currently busy w college... Sorry, i need to get this degree
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Sonnelino has been away for a month on a work trip...but he returns home today! Chance wants to make the first day back as welcoming as possible! Unfortunately, that does not go as planned. He gets fucked senseless anyway .
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Bottom Chance with everyone! Feel free to request anything ;) Check the first chapter tho
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Yours to Claim by clownish (theshortking)
Fandoms: Forsaken (Roblox), Roblox (Video Game)
25 Apr 2025
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Chance's eyebrows knit with a blend of confusion and suspicion. "You'll be impregnated if a dominant's semen ends up in here, is that understood?" Mafioso pauses, letting the heavy silence stretch between them, as his words hang in the air with a weight that demands attention. The spot where his womb lies dormant begins to ache, a persistent curling pain that sends goosebumps along Chance's skin.
"Now don't be ridiculous... there's no way..." Chance says, trying to grasp the concept of a man getting impregnated by another man, exists far outside of his comprehension. Mafioso let out a deep empathetic sigh, his expression heavy with a mix of disappointment and concern.
"It's truly a shame," he remarks, shaking his head slowly. "You don't even seem to understand the intricacies of your own body. There's so much more, and I can teach you."
Or,
Two horny bunnies breed durring mating season.
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Dazai Osamu.
Single father—rest in peace to whoever the wife was—to one of Chuuya’s sorta friends/fuck buddy.
Someone that Chuuya has known for a year now from one of the physics classes he has in university.
And his friend, Shuuji, was cool. The sex was nice.
But that’s all it was—nice. Something to let the stress from exams and assignments out.
It was never like—
Like this.
Or: Chuuya goes for his friend's dad, Dazai Osamu, instead and lets the man fuck him in his washroom