meryl streep and pierce brosnan fanfiction

The top percentage Rattata was a legendary existence never before proven to work in the highest levels of professional battling, or any level of professional battling to be honest. But, Joey, a reincarnated youngster, was willing to pull all the stops into making this dream a reality and make his partner ascend into the realm of champions. A pre-canon self-insert.

"Who am I? Why am I here? A king with no name. A borrowed castle. My subjects are mindless drones. If this is the mandate of Heaven I have been given... I fear... I fear nothing... Except the tedium that it will bring !" English is not my native language Thank you and good reading

A seemingly ordinary youth got betrayed by the humans he trusted. Thus, he decide to kill them, and he killed one of them but before he was able to go to another house. He was killed by a truck. English is my third language, expect grammatical errors, you have been warned. Disclaimer: aside from the OC, i don't own anything.

There was an ancient being known as the Author, sitting lazily at his desk inside of a dimension that he had created just a few eons ago. Long story short... Boredom had struck once again, and so, feeling somewhat rejuvenated but also rather distracted by a new idea that had recently popped into his head, he eventually opened up to the first page of a new book, which was completely blank and readily awaiting to be written on. ---------- I'd advise you to read the entire description! Just saying... ---------- [Disclaimer #1: I do not claim ownership of any pictures that are seen within this story. All of the credit goes to their creators, whoever they are.] [Disclaimer #2: I do not claim to be a good writer, nor have I ever done that. I write because it provides a good distraction for me to avoid thinking about certain aspects of my life. Not only that, however, but it's always felt relaxing for me to do in my free time. As a result, there isn't really a consistent upload schedule in my works. I just do it whenever I feel like it.] [Disclaimer #3: I'm just going to put this here, at least for the people who seem to get the meanings mixed up, but I'm talking about the three variations of NTR. It's divided up into three types. I'll just give the really basic definitions. 1. Netorare: Your partner is stolen away from you. 2. Netori: You steal someone else's partner. 3. Netorase: You allow your partner to be with someone else. Just to add some clarification, the MC will be doing the second one: Netori. He is not a cuck whatsoever, so there's no need to be afraid of that sort of thing happening.] [Disclaimer #4: This is a work of fiction. While a story can be realistic, there are just certain things that you shouldn't bother trying to apply realism to. Just give it some thought and then rethink your decision about making such an insignificant complaint.] [Disclaimer #5: Do not be surprised by the amount of smut that may be included within this story. I plan on implementing quite a bit later down the line, so I've just decided to throw out a premature warning in case there are complaints about it in the future.] ---------- [Tags: Harem, Romance, Action, Adventure, Situational Power Levels, R18, Magic, Superpowers, Wish Fulfillment, Apocalypse, Netori, Alternate Universe Elements, Positive Tones, Dark Tones, World Travel, Possible Crossovers, Shota, Breeding, Tragedy, Slow Pace, Fast Pace, Major Character Death, Gender Switches, No Yuri, System.] (The tags might either change or expand as time goes on.)

A normal blue-collar worker is killed an reincarnated in the world of game of thrones, in a world where the will to kill is needed how will he survive? Will he live his life in hiding until he dies or will he rise up and claim what he wants? With the power of the Mera-Mera no mi and a dragon egg that turns out not to be as dead as he thought watch as he decides how he will live his second life.

The MC is an angry and bitter 'hero' that has a vendetta against a powerful being that tricked and deceived him. He gets a gamer-ish power from another powerful being that will help him grow strong, but not overly quickly since it lacks some gamer functions. I don't plan to rush the story too much, but knowing myself, I just jinxed that. He will be visiting worlds that most of you are familiar with, but I might throw a curveball in the future. My grammar is... okay, I guess. I'm not a native speaker, so I'll make mistakes. If you spot them and you aren't too lazy, leave a comment for me to fix them. Chapter length is about 2500 words.

A Weapon X black-budget project combines stolen DNA from Wolverine and Mystique to create Subject Seven, a hybrid mutant child. Born in captivity, it endures years of experimentation and conditioning while quietly studying its captors and cage. When Dr. MacTaggert brings evidence of its existence to Xavier's School, the X-Men must find it before Stryker does—if it's even still alive. I hope you're enjoying the fanfiction so far! I'd love to hear your thoughts on it. Whether you loved it, hated it, or have some constructive criticism, your feedback is super important to me. Feel free to drop a comment or send me a message with your thoughts. Can't wait to hear from you! If you're passionate about fanfiction and love discussing stories, characters, and plot twists, then you're in the right place! I've created a Discord server dedicated to diving deep into the world of fanfiction, especially my own stories. Whether you're a reader, a writer, or just someone who enjoys a good tale, I welcome you to join us for lively discussions, feedback sessions, and maybe even some sneak peeks into upcoming chapters, along with artwork related to the stories. Let's nerd out together over our favorite fandoms and explore the endless possibilities of storytelling! Click the link below to join the conversation: https://discord.com/invite/HHHwRsB6wd Can't wait to see you there! Thank you for your support!

A young man defeated a god in a video game and the god grew angry and decided to take revenge on him for his arrogance. "If you like video games so much, then go live your life as a game in a deadly world! I will make sure your life becomes hell..." And thus the young man is sent to the MCU a few months before the infinity war with a variant of the gamer ability. "Every time you die, you will be sent to another universe while losing everything! You have to start from scratch every time... A Neverending nightmare... You shall know no afterlife or peace, only an eternal life of struggles and loss..." Will the young man be able to overcome the god as the Gamer in fictional worlds or will he lose and fall to a life of endless torment? Welcome to the story of the Supreme Gamer. A Life and Death battle between a man and a god. Their video game taking a turn and becoming a reality. The Question, Who will win? ------- [Hiatus] Worlds or some of the potential worlds; MCU (Current) -- Star Wars, Fairy Tail, Bleach, Fate, Magi, Naruto, DBZ, DBS, ATG, ISSTH, etc.

The MemeVerse Light Novel.

Before Feng Yi ascended the throne, no one wanted to marry this prince who lacked presence and was out of favor. After his ascension, the harem was filled with the daughters of high-ranking court officials. They were an eyesore to look at and vexing to deal with. He felt that even favoring them would defile his own dragon body. He decided to choose a woman with a fiery, arrogant, domineering, and jealous nature to enter the palace, to cast all this "trash" into the Cold Palace on his behalf. Song Yunzhao had transmigrated to ancient times for fourteen years, all the while laying low and just trying to get by. She was just waiting for the plot to begin, then she would transform into a villainess—arrogant, domineering, fiery, and jealous—so that she would be rejected from the selection and could then choose a husband to live a carefree and happy life with. Later, Song Yunzhao watched as His Majesty smiled at her with immense indulgence and said, "Zhaozhao, come here." Song Yunzhao immediately felt that something was terribly wrong, a chill running up from the soles of her feet. The damned Emperor wore a gentle expression, but his eyes were as cold as ice; he clearly wanted to use her as his blade!