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Not My Game, Not My Plot, Not My Problem by RevasLavellan
Fandoms: 恋与深空 | Love and Deepspace (Video Game)
04 Jul 2025
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Lyla downloaded the gacha game for some pretty pixel boys and endorphin-click mechanics.
What she actually got was interdimensional PTSD and a shiny new Hunter badge she never asked for.
Monsters. Plot holes. Sexy men with backstories that scream “therapist required.”
Right—Lyla’s “I’m out” was so abrupt even the Hunter Association blinked.
Her power said “gamify.”
She said “Stardew Valley”
Now she’s off-grid with a farm, 80% less anxiety, and avoids the main story like a tax audit.
Xavier comes looking for evidence of foul play.
Finds turnips, a hedgemaze, and the slow crumbling of his priorities instead.AKA:
I Transmigrated Into a Romance Game and Immediately Resigned
I’m Too Exhausted to Die for a Hot Boy Gacha Plotline
I Wanted a Chill Dating Sim, Not a Cosmic Dumpster Fire Apocalypse
Good Luck, MC! I’m Totally Rooting for You... From a Very Safe, Very Far-off Distance Behind a Very Large Fence. You Got This. Probably. -
I woke up at the worst place and time and as the worst person there by Siera_Knightwalker
Fandoms: 呪術廻戦 | Jujutsu Kaisen (Anime & Manga)
27 Dec 2025
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SI opens her eyes for the first time, and she's Kenjaku post Shibuya
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For the Greater Good by ariadne22
Fandoms: A Song of Ice and Fire - George R. R. Martin, Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling, A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms, House of the Dragon (TV)
07 Jun 2026
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When Dumbledore died he definitely did not expect to reincarnate in a new world.
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The only weakness by Depressed_Firefly
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
14 Dec 2022
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It was rumored they didn't have any real weaknesses other than their spouses.
For one case rumors were wrong.
For another they were right. -
To Dance with Ghosts by Shadow_Sky for musingsinchaos
Fandoms: House of the Dragon (TV), A Song of Ice and Fire & Related Fandoms
17 Feb 2023
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Daemon had thought he knew his sister better than anyone.
The princess had her hands tucked behind the small of her back, having what appeared to be a staring match with the weeping face of the heart tree. Compared to its cousin which resided in the Red Keep, Daemon always thought the expression on Harrenhal’s heart tree more twisted, as if in sharper agony. Perhaps with the ghosts of House Hoare, still burning from the Black Dread’s flames.
On any other day, he would not have hesitated to immediately approach her, perhaps even sneak up from behind and wrap his arms around her in an embrace. But she had been behaving oddly these past few days, avoiding him even.
His steps were hesitant as he approached her, allowing the lifeless grass and leaves to crunch noisily beneath his boots until Rhaenyra finally turned to acknowledge him, purple eyes unreadable in the gloom that always seemed to hang over the molten fortress.
“Daemon,” she greeted.
“Wife.”
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The Great Council of 101, if Rhaenyra was born to a generation earlier.

