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OC: HOOKED BY HEROINES:[ mhaxonepiecexnarutoxbleach FF ] AU

One Piece was created by Eiichiro Oda, Naruto was authored by Masashi Kishimoto, Bleach was created by Tite Kubo My Hero Academia (MHA) was created by Kohei Horikoshi. A young traditional fisherman kicks the bucket and gets dumped into the MHA world— To keep him from promptly croaking again, some meddlesome little girl shoves a "simple system" his way. The catch? Dude’s only got western stuff , Inuit roots, and Danish flair in his cultural toolkit—Asian anime might as well be alien scripture to him. His life’s mostly just mundane day-to-day stuff… but said little girl’s clearly playing tricks with his luck, since he’s inexplicably drawing heroines. Alternative Universe. A lot of nonsense ideas, questionable logic, and a plot that might or might not exist. Honestly, I’m not even sure this thing deserves to be called a plot. webnovel app was a free thing to use unlike the other apps n webs ,I could just connect my AirPods and listen to the story. Hence This story was never written to satisfy any readers. In fact, I wouldn’t even strongly recommend this fan fiction. It exists mostly as something I wrote for myself, a way to pass time and explore a few ridiculous “what if” ideas. To be completely honest, this fan fiction is basically just a creative experiment. It’s not meant to be taken too seriously. It simply exists to answer a random “what if” scenario that crossed my mind. This is written in a light novel style, and the pacing is slow. Maki is the OC. Originally just a random guy. The cover image isn’t mine. I found it on Google. If you’re 19 and below, go somewhere else. This isn’t for you. just a friendly Reminder For those who thinks they are some Critiques and if you’re not one of them, then you can skipped this...( *´・ω)/(;д; ) Most importantly, I’m not interested in reading comments about how the story “should” be written. “This should happen.” “That should change.” “I hate this.” “I hate that.” First of all, this is my own shit. So instead of lecturing someone else about how they should write, why not create your own story? I’m writing my own nonsense for my own reasons, not to meet someone else’s personal standards. Peace out. “Why publish it? Simple. I wrote it, so I published it. Not for approval, not for views , and certainly not to babysit everyone’s fragile opinions. I’ve warned you from the start—this isn’t for everyone. If the first chapter made you roll your eyes, feel free to leave quietly. Don’t stick around to sprinkle your bitterness and unsolicited critiques across my work. This story exists on my terms, not yours, and that’s the entire point.” For the people who still don’t get it, let me make this painfully simple. I’m not here to entertain your personal opinions, essays, or whatever intellectual gymnastics you’re trying to perform in the comment section. If you’re here to rant, argue, or prove how loudly you can misunderstand something, congratulations. automatically Blocked. Feel free to keep shouting into the void somewhere else. You’re absolutely free to display just how impressively low your reading comprehension can go. Freedom of expression is a wonderful thing, especially when it reveals exactly how little someone understood in the first place. “I publish so I can experience my own story, hear it in audio, and prove it exists outside my head. That’s it. End of discussion.” [ well I used Libby, sonia and Ryan voices for the audio at 1.0 speed ] [ Sorry, the story doesn’t revolve around a random reader who thinks their opinion is law. ] Readers accept that not every story is for them. Fake critics believe every story exists for their approval.. ( *´・ω)/(;д; ) .. .. System/Reincarnation/Ignorant mc/My Hero Academia/Onepiece/Naruto/Bleach/Harem/mystery/dungeons/academy/class/light smut/pov/slow paced/western musics/island/Heroines/Adventure/action/slice of life/little romance/clans/Monsters/
AmN_Not · 843.5k Views

Primordial of the Abyssal Flame

I've been sick ever since I can remember. My dad's a drunk prick, and he doesn't treat my mom very well. My girlfriend cheated on me with my best friend, because she figures I'm going to die soon anyways. They all do. Hell, they're probably right. I've been to countless doctors, and they can't figure out what is wrong with me aside from the fact that my body is slowly shutting down. I don't have any friends anymore. My dad doesn't allow me home anymore, and apparently, I'm not even their real son. That was a real kick in the teeth. Only my mom tries to talk to me still, but there's always hell to pay if my dad catches her. At this point, I've accepted my end, and I wish it would just hurry up. At least, that's what I told myself, until I came across a new fuzzy little friend that would change my entire life. My name is Elias Crosse, and my tale is about get crazy. Notes: This story features an OP MC, so power development and growth isn't really present for him, although there is some. A lot of the growth mainly comes from other characters, and features a focus on said characters. Elias is also not someone who puts up with other character's bullshit, and routinely puts them in their place. I am tired of the trope of characters hiding their powers, or letting other characters walk all over them and theirs because they are not strong enough to do anything. I don't exactly know how to describe my story in terms of a genre. It has action, it has slice of life, and it has romance. There is no fade to black, and I can be very descriptive. I have been fixing, updating, and changing somethings for consistency, to improve the story, the grammar and errors, and for things to make more sense. The more I write, the better I feel I am becoming. I just write, and I have the ideas of where I am going in my head, but other than that, I just write the story as I see fit. As such, I forget some things, I miss somethings, and most often, some ideas in my head get jumbled together and it ends up not making sense some times. I am working to correct that as best as I can.
D_G_Harbinger · 131.7k Views

A Scandal By Any Other Name

BOOK TWO OF THE HAMILTON SERIES WARNING: A Regency Era novel. Adult content with detailed smut…Read at you own risk⚠️⛔️ Genre: Historical Romance / Smut / Enemies-to-Lovers / Mystery / Comedy [Book Two of the Hamilton Series. Can be read as a standalone, but better enjoyed after Lady Ines’ Scandalous Hobby.] To the world, Duke Rowan Hamilton is the perfect gentleman. But in the bedroom, he is a man possessed. Rowan Hamilton has it all: a Ducal title, the face of a fallen angel, and a smile that makes debutantes faint. He is the "Golden Duke"—charming, responsible, and utterly adored by society. But it’s all a lie. Beneath the coats and polite manners, Rowan is a man haunted by a ghost. For three years, he has remained faithful to the memory of a masked woman who stole a kiss, bested him at a game of chance, and vanished into the night. He doesn't want any one as his wife; he wants her. When his domineering aunt tires of his bachelorhood, she hires London’s most notorious underground matchmaker to force the issue. Enter Miss Delaney Kingsley. She is sharp-tongued, infuriatingly competent, and entirely unimpressed by his title. Her mission? To drag Rowan to the altar with the season’s "Diamond," Lady Celine, within three months to collect the juicy payment Rowan’s aunt had to offer. Rowan intends to fire the meddlesome woman. But when Delaney looks at him with those hazel, intelligent eyes and orders him around like a young lad, he feels the first spark of life he’s felt in years. He decides to play her game. He will let her "coach" him on how to woo a lady. He will let her teach him how to dance, how to flirt, and how to seduce. But he has no intention of using those lessons on Lady Celine. "You were hired to find me a Duchess, Miss Kingsley. But the only person I want in my duchy and in my bed... is you." As the lessons turn into forbidden nights and the bickering turns into scorching passion, Rowan begins to suspect that his matchmaker is hiding a secret of her own. She moves like a shadow, handles a rifle like a soldier, and tastes exactly like the ghost he’s been hunting for three years. What to Expect: * The Golden Retriever Duke: Who turns into a possessive Alpha behind closed doors. * The Matchmaker Trope: She’s trying to marry him off; he’s trying to take her clothes off. * High Heat: Slow burn that explodes into intense smut. * Competence Kink: He falls harder every time she bosses him around. * Cameos: Featuring the chaotic domestic life of Duchess Ines and Duke Carcel (and their baby Harry!). Excerpt: "Your Grace, please focus," Delaney snapped, adjusting his cravat with efficient, gloved hands. "Lady Celine is waiting in the ballroom. You must look at her as if she is the only woman in the world." Rowan caught her wrist, stopping her movements. He stepped into her space, backing her against the heavy oak door of the study, his "Golden Boy" mask slipping to reveal the hunger beneath. "And how, exactly, does one do that, Miss Kingsley?" he whispered, his voice rough. "Show me." "I—I cannot show you, I am merely the coach—" "Then teach me," he growled, lowering his head until his lips brushed the sensitive skin of her neck. "Teach me how to pretend I am not burning alive every time you walk into a room."
Cameron_Rose_8326 · 425.9k Views

Earth’s SSS Pornstar to SSS Combat God in Another World

[40,000 Words Before Lock-In]+ [R-18]+[No NTR]+[Smut]+[Legal Teens]+[Single MILFs]+[Feisty GILFs]+[Dangerously Funny]+[NSFW Gallery] Renowned worldwide as Everyman, Joji Sins dominated the adult industry for decades, winning Best Adult Actor four years straight from 2010 to 2028, and building a strange kind of public love through quiet philanthropy despite his dirty reputation. Thirty years later, Joji is seventy seven, nearly completely deaf, and no longer in front of the camera. He did not get washed away. He retired into power instead, directing the scenes himself and still going strong. On the side, he even earned a proper medical license and became a real doctor. Then one ordinary day turns cruel. A broken light bulb. A ladder slip. A back that almost snapped wrong. The hospital discharges him three days later like he is already finished. His stomach grumbled after being in such a gloomy environment. A hotdog for a dollar across the road. Not too bad of a deal. After almost getting hit by a rearing armored truck, he got his change from a fan. Fucking finally you thought? Wrong. A runaway truck hurtles toward him. Joji breathes in relief. He is alive, just scraped up, glass shards biting into his wrinkled skin. Then something sprays his face. The stink is sharp, hard alcohol. His eyes track the source. Unleaded gasoline is gushing nearby. "Mother fu..." ... Joji gasps and wakes. An unfamiliar bed. Gaudy ceiling ornaments. Steel clashing outside. A splitting headache. Memories that are not his punching through his skull. As he reaches for reality, a cold presence snaps into place before his eyes. {Welcome, good Sir Joji of Sins.} Link to NSWF HD photos: https://www.reddit.com/r/Porn2CombatGod/
RedEast · 62.2k Views