bethesda mods maintenance

[Detective Conan + OC Male Protagonist + Plot Maintenance System + No CP] ------------------------------------------------------ My name is Morofushi Sora'aki, male, 18 years old. In my second year of middle school, I was bound to a [Plot Maintenance System]. Every time I fall asleep, I transmigrate into a character in a parallel world. My task is to play that character and advance the main storyline normally. Later, I realized that those parallel worlds I transmigrated into were officially called [Fanfiction Worlds]. This system has had a huge impact on my life. Because I always accidentally confuse my own world with the fanfiction world. —For example, after returning from the [Beastified World], when I saw that annoying Matsuda, I didn't react immediately and blurted out, "Where are your cat ears and tail?" I even grabbed a cat toy and shoved it at Matsuda: "Here, your favorite snack." The five police academy students: ?! Matsuda: ...Wait? No, I didn't! Take your eyes off me! —For example, after returning from the [Gender-Swapped World], I met a new member of my brother's band named Akai. I couldn't help but hesitate and say, "You finally chose to change your gender...?" Whiskey Group: ?! Akai: Huh? —And another example, in a [Normal World], the annoying Matsuda would play with fire and fire on a Ferris wheel. Although he's annoying, he shouldn't be ignorant of common sense. However, I remembered a term my brother taught me called "rebellious phase." The more I tried to stop him, the more he might do it. So, to protect his fragile self-esteem, I decided to subtly remind him. "Matsuda, I had someone do a fortune telling for you. You're not suited for dating; it's best if you stay single forever." I thought I was brilliant because this way, Matsuda wouldn't go to the Ferris wheel, a dating hotspot. Matsuda: "??? Wait, are you sure your brother isn't messing with me? Morofushi!" Morofushi Sora'aki: Innocent.jpg ------------------------------------------------------ One-sentence summary: Sora'aki: Maintaining the plot is so hard, please have mercy on me. Theme: Salvation is never one person's responsibility. ------------------------------------------------------ GOOGLE TRANSLATED TITLE: 当我绑定剧情维护系统后 AUTHOR: 颜荀

One day, he was about to leave his house in the direction of his work, however he could not react to the situation, when he went out the door of his house and suddenly appeared on an island quite familiar to him.

Un día, estaba por salir de su casa en dirección de su trabajo, sin embargo no pudo reaccionar ante la situación, cuando salió por la puerta de su casa y de repente apareció en una isla bastante familiar para él.

After the breakup, my period was late. I went to the hospital for a check-up and ran into my ex-boyfriend. My ex-boyfriend calmly asked, "What's going on?" I was furious. "I'm pregnant, and it's not yours." My ex-boyfriend, however, glanced at my round belly, "Your appetite's been good since the breakup?"

Hopefully you enjoyed main character gets sent to his favorite game to survive should be good twist for you

New project I think it would be entertaining to explore what it's like for the maintenance staff in heaven. like really take on the role of the bad as$ janitor that cleans up after all the messes that the other gods leave behind and fixes the leaky roof in heaven to stop the chaos from eroding heaven so on and so forth. eventually he gets lonely and bored so he takes on an apprentice so that he can eventually retire. his requirements are lax so he gets a slumlord's superintendent to train up.

It's all started with a bet. Alex Williams is the most popular playboy in the school goal high who has sleep with every girl in the school except one Elena Khurana. His friend Mike makes him bet to sleep before the completion of their last high school year. But what happens if when falls each other. Will he tell her about the bet or will he keep it to himself. Will he complete the bet or will he stay with her even after sleeping with her. When Elena knows about the bet will she forgive him or will she hate him?

This story is purely fictional, any resemblance to an actual person or place or time is purely coincidental. The target audience of this stories are all genders. This story is also strictly very erotica.

Bailey semble être destinée à ne jamais s'intégrer, un peu geek, mais sous tout cela, une beauté cachée que tant de gens semblent manquer, mais toujours pas ce que cherche son Alpha de meute dans une âme sœur prédestinée... alors il est déterminé à la rejeter et à rendre sa vie infernale. Bailey, sachant que sa vie ne sera probablement jamais la même, se concentre sur ce qu'elle peut contrôler, son avenir, et part étudier pour devenir enseignante. Asher est le Bêta de la Meute de la Vallée d'Automne, une meute voisine. Un homme brisé ayant souffert de la perte de sa compagne après une attaque de voyous, Asher s'effondre lentement. Tombant en morceaux. Une ombre de son ancien moi, et plus un homme avec qui quiconque a envie d'être... Jusqu'à ce que la Meute de la Vallée d'Automne ait besoin d'un nouvel enseignant, et Bailey se retrouve là-bas et poussée avec le Bêta. Y a-t-il une connexion qui se construit ou est-ce dans leur imagination ? Et que se passera-t-il lorsque le compagnon de Bailey reviendra pour réclamer ce qui lui revient ?

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?