rigby and eileen fanfiction

When she opened her eyes, she was someone else. A dead girl's body. A dead girl's name. A city full of things that should not exist. She had read Lord of the Mysteries. She knew about the Sequences, the Tarot Club, the horrors sleeping beneath Backlund's cobblestones. What she hadn't expected was to wake up as a Sequence 9 Specter — able to hear the whispers of the dead, feel the cold breath of things that lingered past their time. She has a plan. Find the Fool. Join the Tarot Club. Survive. But Backlund doesn't care about her plans. And the dead have a way of complicating everything.

Sequel to Back to the Beginning. Harry finds out that one of their advanced systems have been experiencing strange interruptions and follows them back to a military compound, where the Stargate, an ancient feat of alien technology, allows mankind to reach out and explore different worlds and cultures. Still harem, but less focused on that.

The most common fall guy with a system, perks and bonuses. Original author: Artem Sobol https://ficbook.net/readfic/9264301/23731071#part_content

HIGH DRIVE: Rod emerges from Lagos poverty with a body that works currency his wallet cannot. Born into Ajegunle scarcity, he discovers at fifteen that his face produces measurable response in women a transaction that requires nothing he actually possesses. What follows is a two-decade excavation of desire weaponized against absence. The novel maps a man learning that physical advantage in economies of desperation is a specific form of trap. He pursues thick women obsessively, not as preference but as the only language his hunger knows. Sex becomes the sole instrument available a way to occupy space, produce value, silence the internal noise of a man with no other leverage. Women arrive, recognize the mechanism, and leave when the machinery reveals itself. Money eventually changes the arithmetic but not the damage. The architecture is relentless: fine boy privilege exposed as fraud, charm as survival strategy, addiction to bodies as substitute for identity, the slow recognition that he has built nothing that survives scrutiny. Betrayal accumulates. Loyalty becomes foreign. He fractures when forced to separate desire from intimacy, when sex stops working as erasure. The turn is violent and necessary. Ambition crystallizes from wreckage. He reconstructs alone, in the dark, through productive isolation rather than the consuming kind. A woman enters thick, different, one who stays and forces the distinction between wanting and knowing. The final resolution is not redemptive in the commercial sense. It is the harder thing: a man who has learned why survival requires more than appetite, and who has become capable of building beyond hunger.

Invoroth Rhyliac is one of the original Aeldari who were created by the Old Ones. Among all the Aeldari, Invoroth is special though and not even the Old Ones know why that is. As soon as he was created, his soul and his mind were locked and the Old Ones for all their power, wisdom and technology couldn't do anything about it. What they didn't know is that the soul they used to create Invoroth fused with another one, from a different reality. Armed with knowledge and the 'Essence of sound mind and soul', Invoroth will tackle his new life in the Grim Dark Universe.

BakuDeku Fanfic- Wrote years ago, there might be some errors in places.

Reborn as The One, the only, Niklaus Mikaelson. Vampire/Werewolf hybrid extraordinaire.

An ex-assassin prodigy who wanted out of his dark solitary life and had been seeking redemption finally found it in death.. or so he thought. He instead gets reincarnated into a world he has no prior knowledge about. A world which he thought was just another work of fiction having a huge fan base, has become his current reality. A world filled with ninjas way more outlandish and powerful than his any of his experiences, a world revolving around chakra, body enhancements, techniques, seals, elemental affinities and blood lines. A world of both light and darkness, having secrets of its own. He is once again forced back into the same situation he had tried to escape from, only this time the choices are his alone to make and there will be no mercy. He receives neither any powerful bloodline nor any all-powerful cheat system, instead he receives only an extremely basic system that helps map his progress. All he can rely on are his past life experiences, techniques and received blessings to forge his own path and destiny. To stand tall above all and for once be the one who dictates the rules. A complete upheaval of the established story-line and revival of a grossly underestimated and weakened shinobi village into a frighteningly powerful behemoth in its own rights.

UA High, the place where heroes are born, where heroes can train their quirks to help and save others while those who misuse their gifts for evil are hunted down by the heroes and stopped from abusing their gifts. Hikari Sokudo is the former with his unique quirk and bright personality he hopes to be a hero unlike any other.

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?"