shiro hurts keith fanfiction

The Grand Line remains as chaotic as ever—pirates chasing dreams, Marines chasing pirates, and civilians just trying not to die in the crossfire. In a quiet coastal town of the East Blue, one man has already managed something extraordinary: He has offended everyone without even trying. Main Character: Riven Cross A civilian with no Devil Fruit, no swordsmanship, no haki… and absolutely no filter. Riven Cross has a simple philosophy: “If it’s stupid, I’ll say it’s stupid. If it’s ugly, I’ll say it’s ugly. If you can’t handle truth, don’t exist near me.” Oddly enough, most people in town still call him “a good guy.” Because… he’s usually right. Just painfully so. System Awakening: “Provocation Point System” One day, while arguing with a corrupt tax collector over “creative theft of village funds,” Riven suddenly hears: [SYSTEM ACTIVATED] Earn “Anger Points” by provoking emotional reactions from others. Points scale based on intensity: annoyance

William Conwell only wanted one peaceful evening: start a fresh Baldur’s Gate 3 run, make a character he wouldn’t hate in two hours, and, for once, actually get past Act I without deleting everything out of spite. After endless tweaking, experimenting, and contemplating his life choices, he finally crafted the perfect protagonist: Vrinn, a half-Drow Storm Sorcerer with wild white hair, storm-touched eyes, and zero facial hair. A sleek, striking, “I’m absolutely the main character” kind of look. He clicked BEGIN ADVENTURE. The screen flashed white. And William’s soul vanished from Earth. Across the planes, on the world of Toril, fate was twisting. A young half-Drow, Vrinn, had just been seized by Mind Flayers. Terror drowned out every rational thought as he was forced into a pod, a tadpole driven behind his eye. His heart couldn’t bear the shock. It stopped. His soul slipped away. And at that exact moment, William’s reincarnating soul arrived. Not gently. Not cleanly. But violently, crashing through the dying body’s fading life-force and slamming into the middle of the ceremorphosis ritual. The result was something the multiverse was not designed for. William awakens submerged in viscous alien fluid, lungs burning, mind fogged. Lights strobe. Flesh and steel writhe together around him. The Nautiloid groans as explosions tear through its hull. And something wriggles behind his eye. But what should have been the birth of a new Mind Flayer… isn’t. The ceremorphosis sequence was interrupted, its biological rewrite colliding with William’s reincarnating soul. Instead of transforming him, the tadpole is forcibly fused with him, its instincts mixing with his consciousness, its psionic blueprint overlaying his human soul. The Storm Sorcery meant for Vrinn is overwritten, the Weave itself bending under the strain. In its place, new magic awakens, cold, psychic, alien. A mind not entirely his own. An Aberrant Mind Sorcerer, formed from a merger that should be impossible. Dripping with mucus, breath hitching like a bad Wi‑Fi signal, and magic sparking at the edges of his scrambled brain, William hauls himself out of the pod. The Nautiloid is in full catastrophic meltdown mode. Somewhere, voices are screaming. Overhead, tentacles thrash through the sky like they’re auditioning for an avant‑garde interpretive dance. All he wanted was to hit “New Save Game.” Instead, he’s stuck in Faerûn, inhabiting a body that should’ve been deleted from the character creation screen, packing powers that read like patch notes from a bugged update, sharing headspace with an Illithid parasite, and nursing the sneaking suspicion that the universe clicked the wrong file. Still, if this is the glitchy respawn he’s got, he’ll make it work. Maybe even have some fun. After all, if the multiverse shoves a cosmic horror into your brain, you might as well see what kind of cool tricks it comes with.

On earth he was an otaku with no friends and a family who treated him like a trash. In this World he will become the most powerful Swordman ever!! With a sword that can replicate the power of the animes swords from his old world shiro will be unstoppable .....but the start is gonna be difficult for a man with no talents like him.

This is a different story from Souma. What if he got a younger twin brother name Shiro but they were seperated because of their mother's family? And what if his mother's family background are from an assassin family that stayed for many generations? And Shiro being the heir of this assasin family and begin being a young lord of an dangerous family and being a world wide assassin and the king of the underworld himself in the underground but also want to be a great cook like his father and mother in the surface? What will be the story of Shiro when he enroll life in Totsuki Academy that want to be a great chef while keeping his secret the assassin life itself to protect his important people? And what other secrets does Shiro keeping from his friends and family? Find it out! This only pure fan fiction I don't own anime's and manga's that I use on my fan fiction. Other characters of my mine are made by me. And there's no harem in this novel but I'm giving Shiro some potential partners and some lovely cliche romance but I only give one partner for Shiro until the end of my novel but there's also some cliche childhood romance and some self proclaimed fiance so that there's also comedy into these novel There might wrong grammar in my novel but I'm working on it and if there's something wrong or you want me to add something please tell me. Because this is my first fan fiction. And please don't hate me for stealing some dishes that aren't mine because I'm not a great cook in my life. Please I'm so sorry in advance. And if the chapter is short I'm working in it in the future.

I'm not really that good at writing and this is my first novel. Most of my inspiration came from Kestix from Royal Road and The Dark Wolf Shiro from FF.net . I recommend that you guys read their works. I realized that I placed it on the wrong area... accidentally had it on novel.

Shiro Emiya With With Biokinetic Skill Well, everyone is already used to how clichéd the protagonists are transported to another world or how a random ROB kills this person and grants wishes, just like a Genie from Aladdin. Well, in my case it didn't quite work as expected. And You're probably wondering what your shitty old life was like, full of death and random trope shrinking like every other young crosser and your golden finger. Well... not either. it all started on my last day, at work in the office on my way home. As you may have noticed by now, this 25-year-old young adult whose, after graduating and going to work around 8 hours a day, receives a salary that is not consistent with his position because, of course, the Law of supply is demand, which I think it's pure bullshit.

They say love is fleeting. That’s especially true for Raijin. The love of his life has one year left to live. I’ll try to update new chapters/volumes when ever I can!

The School of Performing Arts High School in Seoul is ruled by three life long friends with different personalities and views on relationships known as the Kings of Hearts. They have everything looks, fame, wealth, and talent but the one thing they don't have is love. Jeon Jung-kook is the lead member of Kings of Hearts. He's known to be cold, rude and a complete playboy who changes girls faster than he changes clothes. Although every girl knows this they still become victims of his charms, only to be heartbroken later on. But he soon started to change after he met freshman Park Jin-Ae. After being ruthlessly turned down by Jin-Ae, Jungkook makes a bet with his friends Min Yoon-Gi, and Kim Tae-Hyung that he will make Jin-Ae fall for him before the end of the year. With only six months left on the clock, can Jungkook complete the bet or has he already fallen for Jin-Ae? What will Jin-Ae do when she finds out it was all just a game? Can she make Jungkook open up to her about his painful past with the girl he once loved?

Keith has a crush on Lance but won't tell him because he has a crush on Allura. So when the paladins, Coran and the princess all give Keith the cold shoulder. What will happen to Keith? Also Keith is a girl in this story.

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?"