ahsoka injured fanfiction

°It's a first for me so the rythme and the grammar might be lacking so do not hesitate to correcte me° This story will not follow the original story and i will take my liberties when creating it, it like a new story in the same univers. *This story will not contain any gay/insect/McXMc relationship. I do not judge anyone, and you’re a all free(I hope for you) to pratice/read whatever desires you have, as do I have the right to write the one I have* Tenchi Susaku grew up with a professional volleyplayer dad and a loving mom, until one day his all world crumble, will he be able to surpace his terrible event and continue his dream ? How will his relations and his family, friends and love one will react to his life ?

While hiding away on Nar Shaddaa, Ahsoka Tano crosses paths with a human bounty hunter who proves to be more than just another gunslinger.

Stranger things season five possible outcome/storyline Max wakes up after being in her coma but wakes up with injuries. This idea came from theories that I’ve seen online plus season four last episode. Max clearly had a lot of injuries when we last saw her so she could very easily and very possibly be left with many injuries when she wakes up from her coma. So i decided to start writing this fanfic where it basically does happen I don’t know if this will ever happen in the actual show but this is my interpretation of what could possibly happen in season five. Basically Max wakes up and she is blind as she suffered severe trauma to her eyes plus just before she technically died she told Lucas she couldn’t see anything. She also said she couldn’t fill anything and her legs and arms were broken at the same time so due to that The could cause trauma meaning that she could be left with some sort of permanent spinal injury as she did fall quite far as well. So in this fanfic she will be blind and have a spinal injury just like what is possible for season 5.

a gay guy died then he chose to be in the world of ahs, what's he gonna do well let's find out

I'm Freddy. Or Michael Afton. Or maybe, I'm just the machine they made me into. We didn't belong here. But the world cracked open - and now, we stand beside the Demon Slayer Corps, the legendary Hashiras who burn demons to ash. Their eyes are full of suspicion. Their swords are always drawn. And yet... here we are, cyborgs and Hashiras, chained by fate. "Stay back, you damn machine!" "You think you can fight like us, metal boy?" "We've survived worse." I smirk. "Try me." Blood, steel, scars. Our pasts collide in battlefields drenched with crimson light. We are bound by guilt, by loss, by the weight of names we no longer speak. They don't know we once had families, that we once bled. But maybe... just maybe... they'll understand what we've become.

Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, I woke up in a grimy alley that reeked of piss and garbage, staring at a massive billboard. Homelander's perfect smile beamed down at me, those dead blue eyes promising protection while radiating menace.

His eyes glowed a bright red as the human screamed as loud as he could under water. Phantom's teeth were razor sharp, sharper than any shark in the ocean, making it easy for him to tear off the chunk of meat from the human's body. Blood flowed into Phantom's mouth like melted dark chocolate, and it tasted more delicious than anyone he's ever consumed. Cover is fanart for this fic by JUSTAFAYZ PitchPearl.... sort of... they are never the same person. Don’t know what to call that.

Damian Xavier,a former pro-gamer one day suddenly found himself in the world of a famous VRMMORPG.What? Is this real? How did I get here?

Makoto Yuki is free... Elizabeth has succeeded in her mission to liberate him from the Great Seal, breaking the chains of his sacrifice. But reunion and rest are fleeting—something has gone terribly wrong in a parallel world where the Kirijo Group’s fatal mistake has manifested anew, twisted into something far more sinister. A new Sea of Souls beckons. Strange yet familiar faces emerge—new confidants with untold stories, old allies caught in the currents of fate, and an enigmatic enemy whose darkness rivals even the Fall. The stakes are higher, the consequences graver. Now he needs to be the Messiah once more, Makoto must traverse this new reality and fight not just to save the world... but to finally live his new life, for the one he gave everything to protect.

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"