anxiety ohshc fanfic

Without a simulator, without a system, I'm the cheat. I've learned one thing from my short life: The more content you are, the less you gain! (What are you trying to say?!) So, I'm going to be a pervert! ...But, maybe being less perverted is fine. Ishikawa Hayabusa, dressed in a white suit, glanced back at the four girls behind him, dressed in pure white wedding dresses, who were looking at him with either resignation or anticipation.

"Without a simulator, without a system, I am the cheat. From my short life, I’ve learned one simple truth: the more satisfied you are with what you have, the less you’ll ever achieve! (Wait—what are you even trying to say?!) So, I’ve decided—I’m going to live as a pervert! …But then again, maybe being slightly less perverted wouldn’t be so bad. Ishikawa Hayabusa, dressed sharply in a pure white suit, turned his head. Behind him stood four girls, each wearing a wedding dress as white as snow, gazes fixed on him with a mix of resignation, unease, and faint anticipation.

Single female lead + school setting + mutual redemption) The setting sun cast a melancholy glow over the mountains, its sorrowful light staining the park with withered yellow tears. It's raining. The boy remained expressionless—he would always utter this remark during the rainy season. The rain soaked his long, black hair, which he hadn't taken care of in a long time. He quietly felt the water flowing through his body, as if he could forget the injury on his left hand and the scolding from the coffee shop owner. Only in this way can his wounded heart be mended by the raindrops and become calm. He stood there for a good twenty minutes until Kirihara Kiriu noticed a pink-haired girl, who seemed to be about his age, walking towards him timidly, clutching an umbrella. "You you you you you you you you you you..." She seemed very nervous, unable to utter a single word, her whole body trembling as if she were facing a monster. Perhaps, I really am a monster. Kirihara kiriu, chuckled self-deprecatingly, but to his surprise, the girl shoved the umbrella into his arms and ran off in a flash. He thought he could never repay this "kindness of an umbrella," but he never expected that the girl would be in the same high school as him. Her name seems to be... Goto Hitori? ... She handed him an umbrella. He was willing to give her back a ray of sunshine.

Two brothers, both born in a level playing field. But one of them was reincarnated, and he used his knowledge to get stronger. Although both got stronger it seemed that brother was always getting the praise and he could do nothing wrong. The result: social anxiety, inferiority complex. These were just a few of the things the weaker brother had gotten over the years. This is the story of the weaker brothers life. ======================================= This is a fan fic based on kenja no mago. If you haven’t seen it, you don’t need to. All of these are pre written chapters, so if I stop uploading then that’s means that I haven’t got anymore.

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Mc gets reincarnated into an immortal cultivation world. He gets a chance to choose his race. He chooses the Saiyan race. He is not an ambitious person but who likes to be weak? In a world filled with dangers can his background always save him. He can't cultivate immortals so what will he do? It's my first time writing a novel just to pass some time and English isn't my first language, but I will try to improve it. Feel free to give me your reviews. I am also thankful to all those guys who have pointed my grammar and other mistakes.

Meybe rewriting it soon... Its a fanfic about world travel, many worlds xianxia, starting from Doupo Cangqiong. My English is a trash and i use a translator app for do it!

After the Battle of the Trident, Eddard Stark dies... and rises as something else. When Ned falls in battle, his body does not lie still for long. In his place awakens a soul forged in fire, discipline, and war—a tactician and warrior who once stood at the head of the world’s deadliest warriors. Reborn in the quiet fury of the North, he returns to a realm teetering on the edge of chaos. As the sack of King’s Landing unfolds in horror, the new Lord Stark brings judgment without mercy. He sees through southern games, answers treachery with silence, and cuts down corruption with unflinching resolve. The Seven Kingdoms expect a quiet lord. What they receive is a phalanx of will and war wrapped in wolf’s fur. But kings rise. Lies fester. And the line between justice and vengeance grows thinner with every body that falls before him. The North remembers. And now, the South will learn.

In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.