the boondocks fanfiction

"Yo Grandad why you so old and want to try get some hoe pregnant and Riley say gay one more time and you afro samurai wannabe-"

My name is Riley Freeman. I got shot after a candy fundraiser incident (not wearing a bulletproof vest) and ended up in a hospital. Grandad felt that I needed discipline and sent me to be with my uncle's family (folks friends) in Brazil where I trained all types of martial arts. As for Huey he won a scholarship to India and learned Yoga which is kind of gay Its been 8 years since then. I became the best street fighter. I fought against crazies, and even saved the world...long story I got word that Grandad is getting married to a woman named Malory Archer who is Rick Sanchez elder sister the strange thing is the town has changed, monsters, aliens, flying girls, evil villains, secret agents, and time travelers...

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When failed scriptwriter Vikram Malhotra receives his final rejection letter at 28, he doesn't expect to wake up again. But he does. September 1993. Mumbai. Film City. The smell of diesel and marigolds and the specific chaos of a Hindi film set — except every camera is running on 35mm film, every phone has a cord, and the newspaper on the plastic chair reads a date thirty years in the past. Vikram is now Arjun Sharma — 18 years old, ₹340 in his pocket, zero connections, and absolutely no place in an industry that chews up nobodies for breakfast. There's just one problem for Bollywood. Arjun knows everything. Every blockbuster. Every flop. Every star who will rise and every star who will fall. Every song that will make a nation weep. Every scandal, every shift, every seismic moment in Indian cinema from 1993 to 2024 — he lived through all of it once, and now he's living before it. And when a System called the **Clapperboard** activates in the corner of his vision with a single clean message — *Welcome, Host. Your objective: reach the summit of Indian cinema within 20 years.* — Arjun Sharma decides that this time, he isn't going to write someone else's story. He's going to own it. --- ## What To Expect A ground-up empire building story set against the real history of Bollywood — real films, real music, real industry moments, seen through the eyes of a man who already knows how the story ends and is determined to rewrite his place in it. No shortcuts. No instant success. Just one very prepared man, thirty years of foreknowledge, and an industry that has no idea what's coming. --- *The cameras are rolling. The clapperboard strikes.* *Action.*

Bob's Burgers erotic fanfiction.

The destiny to become the strongest mage of the modern era in combat. Potential that eclipses even that of Barthomeloi. He alone, is the honoured one. A/N: While he is basically another Gojo he does not have any of Gojo's "cursed techniques"but he does have the magecraft replica.

In the wake of their intoxicated tryst, He Yu's relationship with his erstwhile physician Xie Qingcheng is more fraught than ever. One taste has left He Yu addicted, and not even his pride can stop him from coming back for more; yet the taciturn Xie Qingcheng is determined to ward off his advances at all costs. More than lust drives He Yu's relentless pursuit: he knows Xie Qingcheng is still keeping secrets from him. What was the real reason he stopped being He Yu's doctor? What's the truth behind the scandal that cost Xie Qingcheng his reputation? As He Yu searches for answers, malevolent forces move in the shadows, drawing him and Xie Qingcheng into a deadly, inescapable trap.

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Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

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.