clint kicked in the balls fanfic

Da Fei, the lead singer of the Da Fei Band, accidentally obtained a Sign-In System three years ago. After signing in every single day for three consecutive years, his music skills have already reached hall-of-fame level, yet he was kicked out of the band. A Da Fei Band without Da Fei? The biggest joke in the entertainment industry! Thrilling System + Action + Romance! New chapters daily. Complete novel also available as PDF for binge readers! Get the fully translated and completed novel on my shop: Patreon.com/RoyalStories

When Smith Doyle descended into the Marvel Universe carrying the seven Dragon Balls capable of granting wishes: HYDRA: "If we gather all seven Dragon Balls, we can become the new rulers of the world." Captain America: "I want to fulfill the promise I made to her—to dance." Ultron: "I wish to eliminate all humans." Thanos: "Dragon Balls? Could they be even more powerful than the Infinity Stones?" Gorr the God Butcher: "Shenron? Can it bring my daughter back to life?" In this fusion of Eastern legend and Western chaos, the Dragon Balls have descended into the Marvel Universe—and whoever controls them may reshape reality itself. Don't forget to Gift the Infinity Stones!! For those who want to read ahead! : Join my Patreon.com/Tenacious Hare. By Purchasing my Carrot Tier, You get 10-20+ chapters ahead and Faster updates Both Platforms offer the same content, but pick whatever suits you!! Your support and help keeps this story alive. I Deeply Appreciate your support ^⁠_⁠^ Thank you for supporting my work! ⁠♡ Disclaimer: I do not own any of the characters, settings, or other copyrighted material referenced in this fanfiction. This work is created solely for entertainment purposes and is not intended for commercial use. All rights to the original content belong to their respective creators and copyright holders. This story is a product of my imagination and is meant as a tribute for fellow fans. —————————————— THIS IS A FAN TRANSLATION ——————————————

Most people transmigrate into the Pokémon world and spend eternity haunting the bottom rung of Team Rocket — or worse, begging for a meal outside the Pewter City Pokémon Center. Veylin refuses to be that protagonist. Reincarnated into Eindoak Town with no lineage, no status, and not a single Poké Ball to his name, Veylin inherits what the fandom bitterly calls the "NPC start" — the slow, grinding path that most transmigration stories use to crush their heroes into dust. He's read those stories. He knows exactly how they end. He's also read them closely enough to see every opening they missed. While other reincarnated trainers waste lifetimes playing territorial games with small-time villains, Veylin looks at the same world and sees something entirely different: a map of untouched legends. The Ogerpon of Kitakami. The Diancie of the Diamond Domain. Magearna and Volcanion, hidden in the ruins of the Kingdom of Azoth. Mythical Pokémon that the canon world barely acknowledges — and that no one, not a single transmigrated soul before him, has ever thought to systematically pursue. His first partner? A Victini — a being literally defined by the power to guarantee victory — stumbled into before his journey even began. A coincidence, or a sign of exactly what kind of story this is about to become.

A teenager finds himself in the Marvel World with the Dragon Balls, and has to find a way to survive! Shenron: “Say your wish! Any wish can be granted, but you only get one…” Teenager: “Any wish could be granted?” Shenron: “Of course!” “Great!” Teenager: “Shenron, please get me out of the Marvel World; return me to my original world!” Shenron: “I’m sorry, I can’t do that…” “….” Teenager: “What? What were you bragging about then, saying you can grant any wish?” Shenron: “Your body is from this world, therefore….” “….” Teenager: “Okay, then give me the power of a Super Saiyan! I want be able to beat Thor and Hulk, surpass Captain America and Iron Man!” Shenron: “I’m sorry, I can’t do that…” Teenager: “Worthless dragon! What can you do?” Shenron: “I can…” PS : this is not mine , iam copying it from https://www.thenoveltemple.com/novel-list/the-marvelous-dragon-balls/ with the author permission

When Smith Doyle arrives in the Marvel Universe with the seven Dragon Balls that can grant wishes, Hydra: Collect all seven Dragon Balls and we can become the new king of the world. Captain America: I want to fulfill my promise to her and dance with her. Ultron: I want to make a wish to destroy all humans. Thanos: Dragon Balls? Are they more useful than the Infinity Stones? God Butcher Gorr: Shenron? Can you revive my daughter? ---------------------------------------- Note : I don't own anything in this fanfiction all copyright belongs to their respective owners . I'm mainly responsible for translation I hope you all have a nice read

Synopsis: Planet Vegeta is gone. Frieza’s empire reigns supreme. And Raditz — one of the last surviving Saiyans — carries the silence of extinction in her heart. Fleeing her masters, she escapes to a small, forgotten world called Earth, searching for her lost brother, Kakarot. But what she finds there is not the warrior she expected — only a boy named Goku, pure of heart and untouched by Saiyan cruelty. Haunted by her past and uncertain of her future, Raditz hides among humans, training under Master Roshi and learning that strength can exist without conquest. As she watches her brother’s journey unfold, she begins to question everything she once believed — about power, destiny, and what it truly means to be a Saiyan. But peace cannot last forever. Shadows from space are drawing closer — Vegeta, Nappa, and the empire that destroyed her home. When that day comes, Raditz will have to choose between her blood and her soul… between the warrior she was born to be and the protector she has become.

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Jayden Break is a seventeen-year-old orphan, chronic smoker, and professional nihilist who just wanted to coast through life doing the bare minimum—until reality smacked him in the face with floating screens, stats, and a screaming blue-haired girl. Jayden’s life flipped upside down as he set upon an adventure to find seven magical wish-granting Dragon Balls. What could go wrong? (Answer: A lot, apparently. And it’s only getting started.) -My writing is amateurish at best, so read it with a grain of salt. Hop along for the ride and try to enjoy this fanfiction im writing in my free time.

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—"

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"