pegasus babies seto fanfiction

After crossing over into the world of Uma Musume and being gifted the healthy body I’d always dreamed of in my past life—even getting to step onto the racetrack—I felt like I had no regrets left. The only issue was, I seemed to have been split into two separate people? --+-- “Lady Nearl, may I ask why you chose to step onto the racetrack?” “To become a source of hope, and to give others something to dream about.” “Truly worthy of the Radiant Knight! Next, let’s interview Lady Nearl’s sister.” “Miss Platinum, and why did you take to the track?” “Because it’s easy and the money’s good!” “……Huh???” Uma Musume, tremble—the Pegasus is coming to the racecourse! --+-- The Raws are: 我是天马，不是赛马娘啊 Feel free to support the original author!

quite simple really, modern, average, casual, yugioh player (Pro in yugioh show standards) Gets reincarnated as Maximillion Pegasus! with his new found body, life, and powers he travels around reality and brings fun and joy with his toon monsters!

A name can be a legacy of glory... or a chain you drag behind you. For Pegasus, at just 18 years old, the Symboli surname is a bitter echo of a trauma that made him run away. Free from his lineage but bound to his past, he forged himself in the anonymity of the clandestine racing world, where his sharp intuition made him an unknown prodigy. His methods are rough, careless, and lack any theory, yet they are undeniably effective. He is an incomplete genius, improvising on the fly with the little he knows. However, an ultimatum forces him to return to the world he escaped. He must now enter the prestigious Tracen Academy not as the heir to a legend, but as a nobody. His youth is his greatest obstacle: what Uma Musume would trust a boy almost her own age, with no credentials or formal experience? To everyone else, he is just another grain of rice in the pile, a rookie with nothing to offer. And he prefers to keep it that way, hiding a surname that only a few at the top of his family remember he once renounced. In a world of polished tradition and legacies, a young man with brutal methods and a hidden name must prove that true worth lies not in a surname, but in the will of a man with nothing left to lose.

In a magical little garden, a brave and cheerful girl named Peggy lives inside a cozy pumpkin house. She may be small, and her house may be humble, but Peggy has a big heart and a very important job: guarding the garden. Alongside her talking vegetable friends — Onion, Carrot, Tomato, and Capsicum — every day is an adventure full of magic, laughter, and friendship.

A flower appears by Kitaro’s place revealing a new yokai and her friend having fu

Desde pequeño quiso hacer la diferencia ayudando a las personas, algo tan simple como ayudar a cruzar la calle a un anciano o ayudar a un vecino cuando lo necesitase era suficiente para él. La cruel enfermedad que lo poseyó no disminuyó su esperanza y hasta el último aliento de su vida fue aquello que lo acompañó, todo en base a un héroe de un cómic. Y ahora tenía la oportunidad de volver aquellos sueños realidad pero, sobre todo, respetar el legado de aquel héroe que le dio esperando. El Legado de Superman.

Bored... Seriously bored... A young man of insane legacy and power, a new God is bored. This young God would do anything to get thrilled and rid his boredom.... The MC and his harem members drinks and smokes. Read at your description. I neither support drinking nor smoking this is written just for fun and in the fanfic neither of them are humans so don't compare them with humans.

I just wanted to keep a low profile, but I accidentally kicked off a brand-new era in the world of Formula 1. First, there was Senna. Then, there was Schumacher. And now, there is— ~~---------------------- all credit goes to original author: 磨砚少年

Ever wonder what it’s like to live within The Legendary Mechanic? No worries, I’ve got you. Introducing The Legendary Esper - Faith & Blood. A AU of the original universe with some minor changes for now. The story follows along our main protagonist Astralte Noctiumri, a seamlessly no body. No info to his name, no photo to his profile, no parents, an orphan, yet, was born within a mysterious organization. At least on paper. He appeared quite ordinary on the surface however, was that really the case? . - . Before anyone askes. Yes, he will join up eventually. No idea when or how, but we figure it out. Who knows? Maybe, it’ll happen soon.... probably not, wouldn’t bank on. My upload schedule will pretty much be completely random however, expect them at least either once a week or every other day. It kinda just depends on writing’s block. Anyways, moving on. Thought this was a cool series to a fanfic in, if you have any ideas on where to good. I’d gladly take the advice of information in strides, of course, if it’s bad... maybe not. I’ve got a general idea of the plot and layout, not anything real concrete, but workable. It’s a rather weird idea of has for a fanfic for awhile, I wanted to try it and write it. So you free fanfic, hope you enjoy.

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—"