bad boy ron stoppable fanfic

After transmigrating to the Harry Potter world and being reborn as Grindelwald and Dumbledore's flesh and blood, Blake had awakened the Emotional Treasure Chest System! Make someone's blood pressure soar and you'll get a treasure chest! So … Blake: "Review? You've just learned something, how can you forget it so quickly? " Hermione (deep breath): "Hermione, you have to calm down!" [Ding! Silver Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "What a handsome cat!" (Takes out a cat stick!) Professor McGonagall: "!!" [Ding! Gold Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Professor Snape, do you want to eat hotpot together? It's delicious! " Snape: "That's my crucible! How dare you! I'll deduct 50 points from Hufflepuff! " [Ding! Diamond Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Professor, my surname is Grindelwald." Dumbledore: "Hmm? What did you say your surname was? " [Ding! Supreme Treasure Chest 1!] Blake: "Soupy, where's your nose?" Voldemort: "Avada …" … Blake: "I'm just a little badger who wants to become stronger. What bad intentions can I have?" (Hands up) ============ DISCLAIMER: This is a Translation of 霍格沃茨：小獾能有啥坏心思呢？ If you like a Shameless Mc then this is for you

My name is Alan Wilson. I live in the villa area of Godric's Hollow. I don't smoke, and I only drink a little. I don't insist on winning over others, and I refuse to create enemies that give me a headache or keep me awake at night. However, if I am truly forced to fight, I will not lose to anyone. This is the story of a man who reincarnated as an orphan in the Harry Potter universe. His legendary journey begins in the summer of 1980 before Voldemort's disappeared. _______________ patreon.com/daydreamer7

Hoshino Sora thought traveling into the world of Food Wars! would be simple—cook delicious dishes, win hearts, and conquer taste buds. But something felt… off. At Totsuki Academy, the Day Dormitory was ruled by the ever-hungry manager Shizuka Hiratsuka, who sat cross-legged and ordered meals like a queen. Shiina Mashiro excelled at desserts, yet always ended up covered in cream. Akane Kubo Momo pinched her cheeks in annoyance. Jabami Yumeko served plain dishes, but after flashing her unsettling smile, they somehow transformed into masterpieces. Meanwhile, Akame and Kurome Shizuka formed an iron triangle as terrifying judges. Nakiri Erina, Arato Hisako, Mito Ikumi, Tadokoro Megumi, Shiina Mashiro, Jabami Yumeko, Akame, Kurome… one by one, the heroines gathered in the dormitory, cooking together—and ganging up on Sora. “Let’s just say… why am I forced to live in the girls’ dorm?! Hey! Hey, hey, hey! Isn’t this way too much bullying?!” (As everyone knows, this is a food novel.) -------------------------------- 70 advanced chapters are now available on Patreon!

He died a 32 year old man on a Tuesday. He woke up as Ron Weasley. Not a child pretending to be Ron — a grown man, fully aware, with all the memories of a life already lived and the complete knowledge of a war that hasn't happened yet. He knows how it ends. He knows what it costs. And he has decided, quietly and with considerable patience, that it is going to cost significantly less this time.He's can't fully stop it — he's not Dumbledore — but he can make it hurt less. The plan: Destroy the Horcruxes, Keep Sirius alive. Harry gets a better life than the books gave him but most importantly make sure to bring everyone home in the end. What he didn't plan for: genuinely loving this family. A father who finds Muggle engineering genuinely miraculous. A mother who notices everything and says exactly as much as she means to. A sister who says true things directly and takes his cooking personally. Traveling with his siblings. Cooking lessons in the Hogwarts kitchens. Languages acquired overnight and a camera that catches the moments nobody else thinks to photograph. Friends who turn out to be more interesting than the story gave them credit for — Harry, who is braver and quieter and funnier than anyone gives him credit for. Hermione, who argues with him as an equal, which is her highest form of respect. Neville, who is right about things more often than he knows. Luna, who says the true thing in the voice of someone who has decided the truth doesn't need defending. Becoming someone worth being. And falling, slowly and completely, for a girl who has been watching him the whole time. Slice of life. Canon-aware. The war is coming. That's not the main story. Reincarnation SI. Slow burn romance. Found family. First fanfiction —Use of AI due to English being not my first language. Thank you for reading.

I, Zoey Parker, got stuck running a game company right out of the gate. Lucky break: my rebate system kicked in. If the company loses money, I get ten times the cash back! So, this young CEO’s got one goal—crash and burn the company to cash in and live the dream! I, Gus Harper, got zapped into this world as a game designer. Good news: my Game Vault System’s online. Keep pumping out hit games, and I’ll climb to the top as the ultimate game dev king! My mission? Go big, make waves, and build a legacy! … When a CEO hell-bent on failure meets a designer obsessed with success, things at WindyPeak Games get weird— “Nobody’s into mech games, right? So why’s your Titanfall ripoff blowing up?” “Horror games are dead? Then what’s the deal with your Escape clone?” “We agreed on a cheapo shooter sequel! Why are you remaking Call of Duty?” Staring at a financial report swimming in profits, Zoey Parker’s brain short-circuits. She can’t lose a single dime! Time to double down and sabotage harder. “Alright, team—torture the players!” she declares. No way she’s missing out on that rebate. Gus, unfazed, flips open a stack of game proposals: “Check it out, boss—Dark Souls, Bloodborne, Sekiro, Elden Ring... which one do we drop first?” I changed the name of the Male Main Character to Gus Harper as the old name didn't feel normal or natural. I will try my best to De-nationalize it. I am going to use Ai for it. I will upload it full slowly. Raw: 说好制作烂游戏，泰坦陨落什么鬼

In the magical world of witches, wands, and whispered spells, a curious twist of fate sent young Char into the wizarding realm. As luck (or magic) would have it, he turned out to be a distant relative of none other than Professor Sprout — Hogwarts’ very own Herbology expert. But Char wasn’t just another student with a green thumb. He was bound to a mysterious Planting System that offered magical rewards in exchange for his gardening prowess. “Plant ten Devil’s Snares,” the system would say, and suddenly—Ding! “Congratulations! You’ve received 10 Fragments of Binding Curse Enlightenment. Your Binding Curse is now legendary.” Another day, another seed. “Plant ten Biting Cabbages.” Ding! “You’ve earned 10 Fragments of Sharp Spell Enlightenment. Your spell is now sharp enough to slice through dragon scales.” And so, amidst spell duels and secret chambers, Hogwarts became home to one very focused little wizard. While his classmates were chasing Dark Lords, sneaking into the Forbidden Forest, or narrowly avoiding death at Quidditch practice, Char had more important things to do — like watering his Mandrakes or coaxing Puffapods into bloom. A three-headed dog guarding the Philosopher’s Stone? Not his business. A Basilisk slithering through the pipes? He’s got weeds to pull. The Triwizard Tournament? “Cedric died? That’s… tragic. Let me plant a tree in his memory.” For Char, every problem could be solved with soil, sunlight, and a well-timed spell. His patch of enchanted garden grew lush and legendary. Until one day—disaster struck. “The Death Eaters did WHAT?” “They trampled my saplings?” “They dug up my vegetable patch?!” The ground trembled, the wind howled, and the air filled with the scent of blooming vengeance. ___________________ Join me on [Patreon.com/ coolperry] for extra chapters.

"My name is Yoshikage Kira, I'm 33 years old, and I live in the villa district in the northeast of Morioh. I'm unmarried..." "Cut!" Pucci, who was fiddling with the camera, interrupted, "Your introduction is all wrong, Kira!" "But director, I feel like this should be a very complex character. He has a kind of madness that others don't, so I want to capture that feeling of madness..." "Stop, stop. Who's the director here, you or me?" Pucci said again. "I told you to just act like your usual self. Just perform it that way!" "But I'm not a crazy killer!" "..." ... In short, this is the story of a transmigrator who found himself in Pucci's body. He joined forces with Araki's crew and worked under Jolyne Cujoh at the SPW Foundation to make movies. === This is a translation. I don't own the novel. ===

Harry Potter has always been considered an odd boy; everyone around him knows it. His eyes are too aware, and his intelligence seems almost unnatural. This mystery lingers, even for Harry himself, until one fateful day when he suddenly remembers the man he once was. With the weight of his past life flooding back, Harry realizes that the magical world is far more treacherous than the one he left behind. As he navigates the dangers and challenges that come his way, he finds himself at a crossroads—will he succumb to the darkness that surrounds him, or will he rise above it all?

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When she opened her eyes, she had inexplicably returned to twenty years ago, the first day of the apocalypse escape. "Classmate, you're a Superpower User, right? How about considering joining our special operations squad?" Looking at the man opposite her with sparkling, charming eyes, Xie Ning heartlessly refused: "Thanks, I have a team." "Ah, what team do you have?" "No team." "Right, you're beautiful, so whatever you say is right. How about this, you join our squad, and I will accompany you through wind and rain, and go through fire and water with you to clear dungeons and kill monsters." "Every single day, year after year?" "Mhm! I will work hard to make money, and only for you. How does that sound?" Xie Ning: ... After being reborn, her small Space has turned into a large, mobile villa, and she originally just wanted to live her own quiet little life in peace. Never did she expect to attract such a clingy, devilishly charming man. Question: How does one heartlessly and coldly reject a charmer? Waiting online for an answer, it's quite urgent...