milim nava fanfic

I woke up in the world of One Piece, not just as anyone, but as the older sister of the future Emperor, Charlotte Linlin. Like her, I was born with an indestructible "Iron Balloon" body. As if that wasn't enough, I stumbled upon and ate a Mythical Zoan Devil Fruit right from the start. There's just one problem... my name is Milim, and for some reason, the only power I have left from my past life is my Ultimate Skill, [Wrathful King Satanael]. But that's more than enough! Even with just this, I am still Milim Nava, the Tyrant of Destruction! The world of pirates is about to learn what true, unrestrained power looks like. Whether it's Admirals, Emperors, or even the so-called gods, they'll all be fun toys to play with! Wahahaha!

Y/N L/N was a normal 19 year old boy. He enjoyed all kinds of things, like anime, video games, and fantasy, including a bit of mythology. He was living a normal life, even if he didn't really like it. He dropped out of college, and was working at a fast food chain. But one fateful day... he died! What a shocker. No one expected that here, right? He then was reborn into the colorful but hostile world of Tensura! The powerful skills he'd gain from that reincarnation will guide him on a journey to become strong. After all he wasn't planning on being controlled and be forced to work a job he didn't want like in his previous life. But there was one skill in particular... One skill that changed the very essence of his being. One skill that simply called itself "The System". (Saybil is only there to represent the MC and has nothing to do with the actual story. Cover was made by me using MadiBang Paint Pro. The sources I used are as follows: https://tensura.fandom.com/wiki/That_Time_I_Got_Reincarnated_as_a_Slime https://www.vecteezy.com/vector-art/46851738-hud-frames-futuristic-modern-user-interface-elements-hud-control-panel-high-tech-screen-digital-hologram-window-gaming-menu-touching-cyber-monitoring-set https://in.pinterest.com/pin/132996995238972480/ https://br.pinterest.com/pin/195343702581670556/)

If I were to choose between Tensura and MHA, I would choose both. It's a pain to choose between the two and i want to get this over with....

I don’t own anything. A girl transmigrated as Milim Nava but she has a serious side and playful side as she’s serious about her work as a Demon Lord plus her people but playful with Rimuru. With the girls knowledge of Tensura she decides to take her responsibility as Veldanava’s heir seriously but still hang out with Rimuru. She had wishes to make Milim the rightful heir. MC is OP and lesbian.

Shiro, a 23-year-old first-year college student who had just returned to school, was planning to change his life for the better. However, he met an unexpected death in a car accident. Finding himself in the void, Shiro encountered the Will of God, who found his existence amusing and decided to grant him one specific wish for his next life—simply because he could. After a long thought process, Shiro finally decided on his wish: to be reborn as the only son of Veldanava and Lucia in Tensura, making him Milim Nava's twin brother. He also inherited both [Maze Craft] and [Imaginary Collapse] from his father. Let's join Shiro as he embarks on a wish-fulfillment journey through the multiverse and beyond! ... MAIN WORLD: • Tensura: That Time I Got Reincarnated As A Slime ... WORLDS: • Demon Slayer • Hunter x Hunter • One Piece • Jujutsu Kaisen [AU] [Crossover] • Marvel Cinematic Universe • Konosuba: God's Blessing In This Wonderful World! • Danmachi: Is It Wrong To Pick Up Girls In The Dungeon? [AU] • Re:Zero • Soul Land 1 • Nasuverse: Type Moon I'm just writing it cuz I'm bored don't expect a steady update.

what if unsaid emily wasn't about his mom?

To me, love is vole I mean but divided from the one by international blindness is all I've ever known while the great divide of asses put me on my back to rape me blind of my fortune. It’s like that country song— I may not know what love is, but I sure as hell know what it isn’t. So thank you to every string of bad relationships, every abuse I’ve witnessed and felt, every scar, some and most of them unseen. Even through all of that, my children still love. My daughter doesn’t discriminate against gender; my son doesn’t discriminate against her anymore. Thank you, bi girlfriend and her presence— suddenly he’s fine with lesbians, even if he had sex at 12, he raised his girlfriend’s bar, and she raises his. They came to me together—he makes a rose petal bubble bath. And with all the abuses they’ve ever seen me go through, never once being treated right, I look at them, at their kindness, their acceptance, and I think that means I win. Because love, for me, is not about what I was denied, but about what I’ve managed to grow— in spite of everything, in the next generation, in the open arms and open hearts of my children. That’s my victory. it is some man is pissed off because I did what I had to do to protect my f****** kids and you can kiss my ass cuz you don't deserve me and I share the f****** sorry! Send the goddamn militia! Ha (T)§ Matt Isaacs ewe l UV reverse l UV eMe us Dear Director Patel, I write to make one point absolutely clear: I have no intention of moving a muscle or relinquishing my position. I will remain seated, relying on my diplomatic immunity status, despite ongoing abuse inflicted by the individual to whom you entrusted my badge after you effectively betrayed me. The fact that you may wish otherwise does not negate my immunity. I will not give you—or anyone else—the satisfaction of watching me snap under the pressure. The perpetrator can continue his actions only at the risk of severe consequences. Moreover, since he chose to threaten the children of Mariska Hargitay, and you have refused to protect them or permit me to alert her, I make this promise: all bets will be off. I will invoke my diplomatic immunity publicly, including through media such as Fox News, to prove I am neither exaggerating nor tolerating harm to others. Isn’t my own suffering enough? I will not allow anyone else to be hurt. Respectfully, I don’t need a name. Rumple I’m still skin. I’m still standing. I still win.

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Qin Yao opens her eyes and finds herself transmigrated from a post-apocalyptic world into the body of an ancient peasant woman. Her family consists of four stepchildren needing care. A good-for-nothing husband, who has nothing but looks, is causing a ruckus. They live in a thatched hut, without a grain of rice, the family is emaciated like refugees. If that wasn't enough, someone even comes to collect debts! Anger rises in Qin Yao's heart, and she kicks the wretched husband out, "Debt collector, feel free to just beat him to death!" The four stepchildren: !!! With the world quieted, Qin Yao rolls up her sleeves to revive the family. Hunting, carrying bags, fighting bandits, she's an expert in all. But facing the fields, with her back to the sky, and her face to the earth, even a top-tier fighter from the post-apocalyptic world waves her hand: Can't take it! Really can't take it! Qin Yao scratches her head: In the ancient times where agricultural taxes are extremely high, how can I avoid farming? At this moment, the lazy husband who was sent away to die (twisting and crawling) (struggling to stand up) (screaming and roaring): My dear! I think I can be saved!

Shocking! The rough husband is the hidden master in the time-travel novel. She is the sacrificial victim for the male lead's pursuit of true love, the pitiful person who transforms grief and indignation into motivation, the obsessive person who constantly wants to slap the male lead's face with money, the lemon essence contrasting the female lead’s gentleness and generosity. Xu Qinghuan: Emma, is this talking about me? Xu Qinghuan transmigrated into a book, into a time-travel novel written by her best friend, where her father died early, her mother remarried, and she was raised in her second uncle's home since childhood. Her cousin and fiancé are entangled? "Break off the engagement, whoever wants the central air conditioner can take it!" Her biological mother manipulates her with work? Isn't it just going to the countryside? The Great Northeast's black land is fertile, where every year you can lie on the heated kang and eat for half the year. Which corporate slave wouldn’t love it? Most importantly, there is a big shot she wants to cling to. Jiang Xingye is someone that even the male lead admires, the future global richest man, the hidden master in the book. After going to the countryside, Xu Qinghuan goes straight to Jiang Xingye. Her original plan was to be a little follower for the big shot and never thought of developing an inappropriate relationship with him. When the man gruffly raises his eyebrows and coaxingly tells her to hold on a little longer, she only wants to ask: What about being wealthy and detached? What about having a strong career ambition and no time for romance? What about being a 007 workaholic who doesn’t even return home?