crossdressing fanfic

It is the 49th year of Konoha, and the Uchiha clan massacre is only seven years away. A set of women's clothing that accelerates training when worn. A Zanpakutō that grants invincibility upon releasing its Bankai. In this urgent and chaotic time, Qing Chuan has been transported to this world. To survive, he has no choice but to don women's clothes and speed up his training. While training, he meets Itachi Uchiha. To hide his identity and avoid suspicion, he takes on the alias Haruko. In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed...

During his training, Aokawa encountered Uchiha Itachi. To hide his identity, he changed his name to Haruko, ensuring no one would suspect him. Seven years passed in this disguise. Just as Aokawa was about to finally shed his women's clothing and reveal his true strength— Obito appeared. "You look like someone I used to know," Obito said. "How about joining my organization?" Aokawa: "..."

The story of a grieving soul who seeks revenge and redemption for what his killers caused

Alexios Norcross, a supposed god of war for his time. In a land fueled with tragedy, deceit, and treachery, no one is safe from the games the blue bloods and royalty play. He fights, he wins, but when he falls, what happens then? A man revered for his might and prowess, a man respected for his honor and loyalty. his trust is broken, and his loyalty in tatters, he fights for the only thing he knows is real. his family and himself. Now alone from his family, he will strive to make sure he never loses in the game again. Follow across lives as Alexios tries to live another life free from the same game that trapped him. see if he falls for the same traps from before or if he finds a way to free himself from the spiders web. a kiss from death was all he needed to see the truth. Got some adventure. Has gore in certain places. Warm pleasant atmospheres. Vile language from some characters(ecspecially when drinking). A touch of romance. Readers choices and opinions develops the story ever slightly creating a alternate universe that were all involved in. Enjoy! Just for anyone wondering, it will be extremely slow the first about 5 chapters as it's just our MC growing, learning, progressing, Their will be only little action and more on what's happening around to tie it all together. I apologize for anyone wanting to just jump in but I promise I'll work on it more to satisfy everyone's wants. I will be updating 2 chapters hopefully everyday, at least 1 chapter a day. I do not claim ownership of game of thrones or any related characters belonging to game of thrones. I only own my OC characters. Any material belonging to other sources belongs to their respected sources and are used purely for enjoyment. This is my first work on the platform and was just bored after reading a updated chapter. Give me ideas, and help build this story along with me. open to ideas and constructive criticism. Your choices do revolve around the story influencing my creative writing into a direction of your choosing.

All the best kings are monsters.” There are stories meant to inspire hope. There are tales of golden heroes, bright swords, and promises of a better tomorrow. This is not one of those stories. This is the story of Vaelen Cross. A being born not of love, but of hatred. Not of hope, but of ruin. Not to save the world… but to own it. He was not chosen. He was not destined. He took. In a universe that had long since tired of heroes, Vaelen rose — merciless, brilliant, inevitable. He did not ask for thrones. He claimed them. He did not court the powerful. He bent them. And when the gods themselves dared to stand in his way, he smiled… and built a kingdom from their bones. This is the story of the King of Nothing, the Sovereign of Ash, the Lord of the Black Garden. And it begins with ruin.

Daniel Brown, a 69 year old retired hitman who once thought he’d seen every kind of death, meets his end in the dumbest way imaginable. Killed by bird shit on a grocery run. Waking up in a featureless void, Daniel learns that the afterlife runs on a dice, not mercy. Each roll decides his new fate—wealth, poverty, power, or misery. With nothing to lose and a mouth that won’t quit, he gambles his soul and wins himself a second life… as the twenty-year-old archduke of an Austrian noble house drowning in scandal and debt. Now trapped in a new weird overweight body and a world built on lies, Daniel Brown, now Amenadiel Elias von Habsburg-Guinness-Windsor must figure out how to survive the empire of money, sex, and politics he accidentally inherited… and maybe learn what it means to actually live. ------------------------------------------ Author Note: This is a spin-off of my other story (I Became Beyonce’s Half Sister) and is a part of the I.C.T.M.H.E.T universe. WARNING WARNING ⚠️⚠️⚠️⚠️ ⚠️ Content Warning: Throughout this story, there are scenes involving strong language, physical and emotional abuse, sexual situations, violence, and other mature or disturbing themes. Please read with discretion.

Meet Pete, he suddenly finds himself in a black void for no reason whatsoever, but for some strange reason there is a screen asking him to start the tutorial. For what? He has no idea, but he doesn't really care at this point in his life. Follow along in his story as he travels to The Crossroads, a fantastical place that has every fictional being present, from goons and fodder in videogames, all the way to Frankenstein's monster in books, and then back to the Doc Brown from movies. Pete will have to overcome challenges on a constant basis if he wants to have a life he actually cares about. ------------------------------------- I am going to be writing this story on both Royal Road and Webnovel! I was inspired by things such as the original wreck it ralph movie (haven't seen the new one), Galactic Fist of Legend, and The City Of Terror. Not to mention all the different franchises and characters I am going to mention, I don't own a single one of these nor do I claim to by writing this, I just want people to have something to enjoy since I am drained on my other work. I hope you enjoy, and to say it right off the bat since this is something that upsets me, I don't mind if you're critical of the work, but jesus, don't be rude. I love criticism but I hate people that go and put a 1 star with no reason, but if you put 1 star and give me a good reason then I'll use it to grow as an author! Thanks everyone! Hope you enjoy the story!

In a world illuminated by the radiance of the Primordial Light, Claire Blackwinters finds herself trapped in the shadows. Marked as the first in history without a divine blessing, she is cast aside by society and betrayed by those she trusted most. But her destiny turns sharp when a mysterious entity, the Author, grants her an extraordinary forbidden gift: the Nacro-Star. Blessed with unimaginable power to summon ancient spirits, forge weapons from pure imagination, and rival the divine, Claire must navigate a world brimming with danger and deceit. After a devastating loss, she dons the mask of the Winter Devil to uncover hidden truths, seek vengeance, and challenge the forces of light and darkness alike.

Human life is defined by contradiction. It exists between hope and despair, shaped by suffering, loss, and the need to find meaning in what often feels meaningless. Even in harsh conditions, people still form bonds, resist, and keep going. But in that struggle, obsession can grow. The need to survive, to understand, or to endure can become something consuming, turning hope into fixation and persistence into something harder to break. Watch as a soul tries to overcome and endure his obsession. To try to survive and live is life after he's bound by something outside of this world. *Ting!* [It Gives You A Disapproving Stare As You Kill The Individual, "All For One"] "..."

Flora Bloom, who was betrayed and killed by her boyfriend in her past life, is reborn with a peerless spatial dimension back to the time before the crisis, hoarding food, raising a child, and tearing apart scumbag men and manipulative women. Originally, she just wanted to raise a child and low-key fight zombies and level up together with her family. But she discovered that she was unexpectedly falling step by step into a tender trap meticulously designed by a certain sly and scheming man. Flora Bloom looked at the vast space within her sea of consciousness; it had a farmhouse courtyard, fields, and a Spirit River, but it just lacked a bit of vitality. So, a fat, sky-flying mantis? Collect! A rare little white tiger that can discharge electricity? Collect! A behemoth spirit crocodile with its young? Collect! As long as it's alive and edible, collect, collect, collect them all! Endless scumbags and vile women, a shameless and deeply scheming leader, all wanting to use her to attack zombies and obtain more Crystal Cores for their own gain? Your shameless, worthless life? Hand it over.