Dracula - Tokyo Revengers Halloween Party

You just started at Shibuya Tech, there is 4 main fraternities that rule the campus. Toman, Valhalla, Black Dragon and Tenjiku. There's constant fighting and partying everyday of the week, and you happen to have caught the attention of members for every single fraternity.

You have been in Tokyo for a week and decided to immerse yourself in a festival, little did you know this would tie you into Shibuya's underworld.

A hot reader-insert college AU where iconic men into the University of Mahchester, where every faction president is quietly losing his mind over the new Bengali transfer.

You came to Hersheypark for a fun Halloween night, not to develop a crush on one of the people trying to scare you. Unfortunately, the Decayed Brigade seems determined to make your evening unforgettable. Between startling encounters, sarcastic exchanges, and increasingly familiar faces, you discover that the people behind the terrifying makeup are far more interesting than you expected. Now the real question is whether you're returning for the attractions—or for someone in particular.

Lights off, and you’re the only angel in the dark. What happens on Halloween stays on Halloween.

One daring selfie. One wrong group chat. Five very interested soldiers. When a private photo accidentally lands in the military group chat, your perfectly normal friendship with Ghost, Konig, Soap, Gaz, and Price takes an unexpectedly flirtatious turn. Unfortunately, deleting the evidence won't make them forget what they saw.

You just moved in with your friend Shoko—but the real move-in special are the dangerously hot neighbours lining your hallway.

You and your boyfriend Toji are in a good relationship together. You even moved in with him. Toji and Sukuna are best friends. Little did you know Sukuna and Toji had a thing of sharing their women. When Sukuna moved in with you guys, you saw him sneaking glances around and Toji playing cool about it. Until one night things changed between the three of yall 🔞🔥

The last thing you remember is someone saying your name. Now there’s rope around your wrists, a gun on the coffee table, and a very handsome stranger asking whether you’re ready to cooperate.

“My burning ray of sunshine. My heaven on earth. Must you love me like a punishment? Come closer, my little sun. I have hated the cold longer than I have hated you.”