raph hurts mikey fanfiction

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.

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

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?

Maya has been feeling sick, but she doesn't worry too much until things escalate and it becomes much worse than she thought.

S5! AU/ Post Suicide Squad AU - It's been ten years since she'd left Beacon Hills, five since she'd spoken to her father. After a devastating loss she finds herself back in her hometown, facing the the pack and unwanted memories. Can Beacon Hills handle the Queen of the Gotham underground, and who it is now? Fem!Stiles

The green enclosing onto oneself. Enraptured by the flowery fragrance. Danger is the final thing on a persons mind, But once one has realized their mortality, Dreams of escape are nothing more than dreams. Slowly, as one is corroded by acid nobody comes looking. Long set up for death. What is left remains nothing more than shell of what you had been. A skeleton. A corpse. A body. Ones soul has long been in the hands of the reaper. Beware. For the devil hath an angels disguise. ------------------------------------------------------------------- Warnings: - Gore - Excessive Profanity - ITS A TRAP!! - Mention of sensitive topics (rape, incest, murder, etc.) - Sexual content {the Naruto franchise and any other mentioned in this fanfiction belong to their creators} {The artist of the cover is unknown, but if you know who they are say so in the comments so I can credit them!} Note: this novel is best read on mobile!

Emery is a 20 year old girl who lives with her twin brother Brandon ever since their mother was murdered What happens when this girl catches the eye of one dangerous gang leader? "Brandon can you stay on the phone with me? Ashley and Courtney let me leave the party on my own and now someone is following me." "Why the hell didn't you call me to pick you up? Where are you?" Will Brandon get there in time or will the gang leader take her before she even has the chance answer Brandon's question?

a musician songwriter and actor get the second chance in life The image is not mine, it belongs to the creator

The gods play with the fate of people in their incomprehensible games. And who are you, caught in the steel trap of fate? Pawn? Queen? Or a future player? And what is the purpose of this game? Why are millions of universes being created and destroyed? You will have to find the answers to all these questions yourself, because the aftor is also not in the know. No plot, no idea. There is only an endless bending of everything and everything in the name of the triumph of meaninglessness. Aftor just pours out endless streams of graphomania onto the minds of careless readers______________ This translation is not my work, I absolutely do not know English