fosters fanfic

Un desafortunado protagonista reencarna en el mundo de tolkien, pero no en la era de LOTR ni el hobbit si no en el despertar de los elfos/ An unfortunate protagonist reincarnates in the world of tolkien, but not in the era of LOTR or the hobbit but in the awakening of the elves No soy dueño ni de la imagen de la portada, ni del mundo de Tolkien Silmarillion

The moment of events when a 5 year old Naruto finds a facility called site 17. Due to his various mischief he successfully snuck inside of the facility until he had the curiosity of a toaster that he had never seen before. After taking hold of it he encountered a machine called scp 914 Naruto wasn't sure what it is as he random turns the switch to very fine until the mobile task force found him which scared Naruto off as he tripped and fell inside the machine What could he turn into now.....

Izuku has a boyfriend and His dad does not know how to deal with this person who wants to steal his son's attention. Unfortunately Inko is away on a business so AFO will have to navigate this situation on his own.

One year after Secret was over, a new story begins to be written by the Writer. The story of how two souls are meant for each other find their way back towards one another. A year after Seuli High School's 115th Graduation, the two fated lovers meet again once more as they embark on a new chapter of their lives as university students.

lol no also heres the original on wattpad https://www.wattpad.com/story/353232728-lost-and-found-murder-drones-fanfiction

---MTL alert--- Under the huge pressure of relegation, the team actually invited a rookie coach to direct the game! However, the result was unexpected! Yes, it is him. He looks like a rookie but has a mind to see the future. He plays with the whole world In football, turn your hands into clouds and turn your hands into rain, accumulate strength bit by bit, rely on strength to fight, and finally achieve the glory of Mallorca. God is the greatest, and under God, it is me! I am Jose!

Percy is betrayed by Annabeth! She is caught by Percy making out by the beach. No, it didn't happen that way. ok Oh! A half-brother of Percy arrives at camp, and suddenly everyone begins to hate him. Not that either? Maybe a new son of the Big Three comes, and everybody prefers him over Percy! Still no? How about Annabeth choosing a mortal boy over Percy? no hmmm Annabeth choosing immortality? Nope? Percy becoming the hunts guardia... You didn't even let me finish! Chaos choosing perc... Seriously! Then what is it? What? Read on to find out. fine

Garrosh Hellscream is dead. Or at least... he should be. When an ordinary man wakes up in the body of the Horde’s most feared Warchief, he’s thrust into a world he only knew through games — now forced to live under the weight of a name soaked in blood, tyranny, and war. But this isn't the same Garrosh. Armed with human memories and the strategic mind of someone who survived corporate politics and personal loss, he will try to rewrite the Horde’s destiny. To build, to negotiate, to reform. To uphold honor... without repeating the sins of the past. Amid power struggles, mistrust, external threats, and the ever-looming shadow of war, only one question remains: Can a monster be redeemed? Or does all that is born in blood... end in blood?

I swear, I just wanted a quick nap under a tree. Nothing dramatic. But the next thing I know, I wake up in a forest that feels like it's been waiting centuries for me—oh, and I’m four years old again. With magic. In Westeros. Yeah. That Westeros. Turns out binge-watching Game of Thrones did not prepare me for actually being dropped into it. Now I’ve got strange dreams, a massive black direwolf that refuses to leave my side, and this weird connection to whispering trees that may or may not have yanked me here for a reason. I don’t know what I’m supposed to change—or if I’m even meant to change anything—but something’s coming. And I’d really like to survive long enough to find out what. --- Author's Note: This is a Game of Thrones fanfiction. All rights to the original world and characters belong to George R.R. Martin and HBO—I’m just here to explore some "what if" ideas. I’ll be changing some events, timelines, and adding my own twists along the way. Also, heads up: this story will include BL (Boys' Love) later on. If that's not your thing, feel free to skip—but if you're curious, I hope you’ll stick around! And one more thing: I really enjoy hearing from readers! If you have thoughts, theories, or even suggestions (yes, including potential love interests), feel free to share them. I can’t promise I’ll include everything—but if it fits the story and vibes with my plans, it just might make it in.

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?"