polly pocket lemon fanfiction

This is a translation... Morin, who was organizing a compendium of Doraemon gadgets, suddenly finds himself transported to the world of Hunter x Hunter. There, he awakens a unique Nen ability: [4D Treasure Bag]! With this power, he can randomly summon gadgets from Doraemon’s arsenal. Can’t understand the Hunter world’s language? No problem, summon the Translation Jelly! Hungry and thirsty in the wild? Check out the Gourmet Tablecloth! Need to travel? Fly with the Bamboo Copter or use the Anywhere Door to go wherever you want. As each gadget demonstrates its incredible capabilities in Morin’s hands, he begins to establish himself as the one and only Item Master in this treacherous world! -- 1 chapters per day Advanced chapters at my Patreon (1 for free members) patreon .com /nenmaster --- Raw: 从全职猎人开始当道具大师

tổng hợp r18 lemon

This is my lemon collection. Would you like to have a sample? It is totally free to try! Come, let me make you a glass. Some lemons are sweet. Some are bitter. Some are rotten. And some are stolen from the stand next door and remixed for your pleasure! But don’t worry about all of that. It is all part of the fiction. Please, come over and have a glass. I have made more than a dozen for you to choose. Since I am such an idiot, I am not sure which glass is full and which glass is empty. The glasses are not even placed in order on the table, so please have a check of the volume before enjoying your drink. Who knows, you might find something interesting. If you love my work, you can commission another piece, to be added to your glass. If you don’t want to, please enjoy while it last! This is my lemon collection, come, come and have a look! Have a drink, it’s totally free! Just don’t get too addicted, because that will not be healthy for you! By the way, no kids are allowed! ******************************** If you didn’t understand all of that, it means that this is my fanfiction collection over the years. Some of them are completed – usually one-shots. Some of them are not – most aren’t. Some of them will make you vomit from disgust. Some are parodied, basing on another story I read somewhere. It is totally fine to parody or rewrite another fanfiction, so don’t b*tch about it. Please read the volume title before you b*tch about why the story just abruptly stopped. And if you want more chapters, you can commission it by becoming my patron. Use my penname to search. ******************************** Disclaimer: This collection contains graphical violence and sex scenes. Absolutely no children allowed to drink my lemon! Fanfiction: Naruto. Harry Potter. Fate Stay Night. Disney, and so on… ******************************** Discord Server: https://discord.gg/ffazvKp

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anime r18

The truck never stopped. One moment Ian was a cold, overworked designer who treated his Doraemon project as "just a job." The next, he'd shoved a little girl out of the road — and woke as a half-dead child buried in a mountain of garbage, in a desert where civilization goes to die. This is Meteor City. No laws, no names, no mercy. The Hunter × Hunter world's most brutal slum, the birthplace of monsters. And Ian has arrived with nothing but a bleeding head and a desperate will to live. Then the God of Dora answers. Every day at noon, a single gadget appears in his pocket. A glove that bends any beast to his will. A liquid that copies a chicken leg into an endless feast. A pink camera that prints a doll of his enemy — and whatever he does to the doll, he does to the man. In a world ruled by Nen, Ian holds the one power no aura master can predict: the impossible toys of a children's cartoon, turned into instruments of survival. But survival isn't enough. The four scrawny kids he rescues — Machi, Uvogin, Nobunaga, and the boy named Chrollo they keep mentioning — are no ordinary orphans. They are the future Phantom Troupe, fated to drench this world in blood. Ian knows exactly who they'll become. So he makes a choice no transmigrator before him dared: instead of fleeing them, he feeds them, trains them, and raises them. If the gears of fate are already turning, he'll be the hand that resets them — and one by one, the Mafia, the Hunters, the Zodiacs, and the powers that twisted this world will learn the name of the boy from the garbage heap. "My power doesn't just belong to me. From now on, everyone gets to enjoy it." What would you build, if a god put the future in your pocket? Genre: Eastern Fantasy / Action / Fan-Fiction (Anime & Comics)

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Yu Zhiye woke up in a desert alongside other players. In everybody's vision, there was an inventory hotbar, a 2 by 2 crafting grid... This is... survival mode of Minec- Wait a sec... What's this? Every player has a randomly generated innate gift? And what Yu Zhiye got was... a mysterious fisherman's hideout. From then on, Yu Zhiye's adventure took a strange turn... While others are still starving, Yu Zhiye roasted fish in his hideout... While others lived every night in horror, Yu Zhiye slept peacefully in his hideout... While others are shedding blood, sweat, and tears over a diamond sword, Yu Zhiye sat in his hideout popping champagne... Behind his throne, the wall was decorated with plasma rifles, cybernetic gauntlets, wands... At his feet, a starry heaven holding countless worlds like grains of sand... One day, everybody pointed fingers at the cosmic horror: What's wrong with him?! Are we even playing the same game?! For early access to new chapters and more, ya know where to go! [Content Warning] Mature Theme, Viewer Discretion is Advised [Disclaimer] All characters are above 18 years of age. All names, characters, and events in this novel are fictional, and any resemblance to real persons, places, and events which may seem to exist is purely coincidental.

A Harem Fanfic with a Mind Control Theme but Without the Lemon(?) Rin Takakura is a dropout student who died and awoke in another world. In this new world, he remains an orphan but is wealthy. Rin met a character from an anime, which is how the story begins. (Anime characters from: High School DXD, That Time I Reincarnated as a Slime, Kaguya-sama: Love is War, Oregairu, The Melancholy of Haruhi Suzumiya…)

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?"