rwby miraculous ladybug fanfiction

I have noticed there is distinct lack of good RWBY fics on Webnovel. Here's my attempt at fixing it . Fics posted :- 1 . Into the Night by eppelMax ( RWBY × FATE ) 2 . Remnants of Fate by Zelenal ( RWBY × FATE ) 3 . Amber's Gift by SandsOfAGlassGarden (RWBY SI) 4 .Semblance Sapience by WalletzFailz (RWBY × as a semblance SI second thought ) 5 .A Sword Amongst the Roses by ahdokobo ( RWBY × FATE ) 6. Building Better Worlds by TheTHICCWeeb (RWBY) 7 8. The Multiple Lives of Jaune Arc by The FatallyObsessed (RWBY arc Multiverse) 9. RWBY: Love Is In The Air by Shadow Labrys ( RWBY) 10. Linked in Life and Love by l OmegaInfinity l (RWBY ruby×blake×yang×wiess) 11 .Princess by RavensDagger ( RWBY × worm)

Jaune Arc moved to the city of Vale hoping for a regular high-school experience. However, on his second night in the city, he somehow found himself waking up to a decaying, nightmarish version of reality. This place, this... dream realm, housed deadly monsters that hungered for his flesh. A floating interface, the Nightmare System, whispered promises of power to him. Power that he could use to survive in this realm by killing the monsters of the dream. Now, Jaune's only option is to navigate the rules of this new realm before it takes a bite out of him. Welcome to Vale, Sweet dreams. =================== This is a slow burn story set in an Alternate Universe of the show, RWBY with a modern twist to it. The idea was inspired from (Shadow Slave), (Lord of the Mysteries) and (Dreamers Throne). (Dream-Realm, Modern Setting, Runes). =================== Advanced chapters are available on Patreon patreon.com/TheFirstFire

Disclaimer All copyrighted content is the property of its respective owner(s). You know the cliche someguy gets transmigrated and have to be the hero of their own stories right? Welp one young boy was hand picked from Gaia to be sent into another world against his will with no consent to being tranfered away. Unaware that Gaia was Remnant itself that sent Jack into the world of RWBY with the powers of a fragmented ability of [THE GAMER]. How will Jack the Gamer deal against Remnant troubles as its Destroyer, Servant, or Guardian.

If you like it you like it if you don't, you don't. [Synopsis - Guy dies, reincarnates as a Saiyan but somehow ends up somewhere else.] If you do like it however and wish to support it while also getting early chapters click here --> patrĕon.com/TGM_Productions?fan_landing=true If you would still like to support me still without money follow me on www.twitch.tv/tgm_productions

To get this out of the way, I do not own Miraculous: Tales of Ladybug and Cat Noir. I don't own the cover photo. DISCLAIMER MOST OF THESE WERE IN FACT WRITTEN BEFORE THE NEWEST SEASON(S). THESE WERE STARTED IN EARLY 2018 DURING SEASON 2 SO DON'T BASH ME FOR THINGS THAT AREN'T RIGHT PLZ.

A person transmigrates into Jaune Arc and starts a new journey with Waifu Catalog. First Arc- RWBY World. If you like my work then please support me at- https://www.patreon.com/ankit1

Forged by war and reborn by fire. A lone soldier was give a second chance in his wife's once favorite world by gods of a time long since past. Will he survive and thrive, or will he fall prey to the monsters that stalk the lands and sea? Please know that this is a for fun fanfic. All RWBY characters are owed by Roosterteeth. I only claim my OC.

[Tags: Yuri, NO GENDERBEND] What do you do, when you suddenly die, only to wake up in front of a gorgeous fox lady that's offering you a second chance at life? No memories of myself, my parents, friends, lovers, nothing. No problem. I have a feeling I was someone who wouldn't pass up that opportunity. I just wonder who I'll end up becoming..

Feelings towards a psychopath are similar to walking on a broken mirror. Once you decide to step on it, you have to carefully place your steps to avoid falling on sharp shards at the same time don't let the broken mirror break under your weight. Only being slow and gentle will not destroy the broken mirror, but its shards will injure your feet. In time you will learn to walk on it and the moment you stop feeling pain then you will be able to see the beauty of this shattered world you are walking on where her blood mixes with yours and the reflections of the light show you, yourself in each broken shard of the mirror. Only then you will understand that the moment you stepped on the broken mirror you lost your ability to escape and became part of this shattered world. So will you choose to love a psychopath even if it hurts you? Will you choose to risk shattering her mind even more? Will you become the only visible person in the reflections of her mind ? * the photo does not belong to me, if the original author would like the photo to be taken off, please write in the comment. My English is terrible, most of this work will be written in translators. Of course, all the characters and the story shown in fan fiction belong to their original creators.*

Rain dripped from the Paris rooftops like the city itself was crying. Emo Marinette Dupain-Cheng walked with her hood pulled low, black sleeves hiding hands that shook from exhaustion. The streets were nearly empty—too late for tourists, too early for morning. This was the hour she preferred. No smiles to fake. No expectations to meet. Saving Paris was supposed to feel heroic. Tonight, it just felt heavy. Her earrings rested cold against her skin, a reminder of the mask she wore every day. Shadybug. The symbol of hope. The lie she kept alive while everything inside her slowly broke apart. She turned down a narrow alley, hoping the darkness would swallow her thoughts. A boy slumped against the brick wall, knees pulled to his chest, soaked through. His hair hung messily over his eyes, clothes torn and dirty like he’d been dragged through the night itself. A small duffel bag lay open beside him, empty—as if whatever life he had left was already gone. He looked… abandoned. Emo Marinette froze. She should have walked away. Paris wasn’t kind to heroes who lingered too long. But something in her chest twisted painfully. Because she knew that posture. The way his shoulders curved inward, like he was trying to disappear. She stepped closer. “Hey,” she said quietly, her voice almost swallowed by the rain. “Are you… alive?” The boy lifted his head slowly. His eyes were dull—not frightened, not angry—just empty. Like someone who’d already accepted that nothing good was coming. “Yeah,” he muttered. “Unfortunately.” That answer hit harder than it should have. Emo Marinette crouched a few feet away, careful not to scare him. “You shouldn’t sleep here. It’s dangerous.” He let out a weak laugh. “So is everywhere else.” Silence stretched between them, thick and uncomfortable. The city hummed in the distance, uncaring. “What’s your name?” she asked. “…Jaden.” She nodded. “I’m Marinette.” He didn’t look impressed. Didn’t look relieved either. Just nodded like names didn’t matter anymore. “Did someone hurt you?” Jaden glanced away. “Dropped me off. Said I’d ‘figure it out.’” His fingers clenched around nothing. “Guess this is me figuring it out.” I tagged this book, come and support me with a thumbs up! https://youtube.com/@nekovyn?si=PH_n2FC-fL5s6R9B