bottom jungkook mpreg fanfic

Disclaimer: I do not own Pokemon and its rights belong to its respective owner. Note that I am just copying a story that i read and i want you to read it too........ Sorry 1-200 is trash,, it was the first time I wrote this novel

Natsuhiko transmigrates to the Pokemon world. But through the memories of his past self, he already understands that this world is but not the utopian one in his impression but a place where humans fall prey to evil Pokémon, and there is no absolute friendship, but treachery and conniving abound. "Boss, that kid ran over here..." "It's him."

"Transmigration." Ah, such an interesting concept. Many dream about being reborn in a world filled with heroes and villains. But not me... Thrown into a world where Gods walk among mortals, I will do everything in my power to survive. Stealing, robbing, killing, manipulating? I will do them all. I will be the one to survive until the end. Heros, Villains, Eternals, Deviants, Gods, Demons... SCREW THEM ALL!!! This is my story and I will make sure that everyone gets that right! I am Marcellus, a mutant who started from the bottom. [Pat reon.com/Greedyfrog] [Disclaimer: Other than my MC and the OCs, I do not own anything used in this fanfiction.]

You and Jungkook were in relationship but you left him on the anniversary. But did you left him because you didn't love him? no it was because of the message you receive from other girl, who call herself Jungkook fiance. while on the other hand Jungkook felt confused at your sudden disappearance. he search for you but to his vain. he felt betrayed. after five years you both met each other. But everything changed. will you solve the misunderstanding and get together or will the fate bring change.

**A Fan Fiction:** In a world cloaked in shadows, a young boy is ensnared in the labyrinth of his nightmares. Each night, his mind becomes a battleground, haunted by dark memories that refuse to fade. He longs to escape, to run far away from the torment that holds him captive. But no matter how fast he tries to flee, the darkness clings to him, a whispering voice of despair that echoes through his thoughts. It seems as though liberation is unattainable. Yet hope flickers in the form of a girl, a kindred spirit whose light penetrates the depths of his despair. She possesses a strength that surpasses the physical; it comes from a fierce determination to fight for the lost boy’s freedom. With every encounter, she extends her hand, reaching out to him in the depths of his turmoil, ready to battle the nightmares that imprison him. Their bond grows as trust is painstakingly built—a bridge created from her unyielding support and his tentative acceptance of her kindness. Together, they embark on a journey where love becomes the armor that shields them against the darkness. The boy learns that vulnerability can be a source of strength, and through her, he begins to see that even the most fearsome shadows can be conquered. **A Real Story:** In today’s world, far too many children are caught in the web of abuse, often inflicted by those who are supposed to protect them: parents, guardians, and others in positions of trust. The impact of such trauma is profound and lasting, echoing well beyond the immediate pain. Victims may carry the weight of their experiences like a heavy shroud over their lives, influencing their self-worth, relationships, and emotional well-being. These children often grow up feeling isolated and unheard, struggling to find their place in an unfriendly and unforgiving world. They may battle inner demons and profound feelings of worthlessness, unable to escape the echoes of their past. Yet, within this darkness, the resilience of the human spirit shines through. With the proper support, understanding, and love, many can pave their way to healing, transforming their experiences into a source of strength rather than a defining characteristic. It’s a complex journey that underscores the importance of empathy, awareness, and advocacy in our society, reminding us that every child deserves a chance at a brighter future.

Advance chapters - https://www.patreon.com/SusChinese This is a comeback story about a lustful, unambitious male protagonist who, driven by his mother's coercion and his own inner desires, gradually evolves into a strong, reliable man who ultimately takes control of everything. Along the way, he "takes down" or "conquers" characters like the beautiful mother of his bully, the formidable "Mother Superior" teacher, his girlfriend, and his mother-in-law. However, in the palm of his hand, the two most important women remain his mother and his younger sister (or simply, mother and sister).

"why can't I find her?" "why can't I find him?"

WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING WARNING TWO CHAPTERS HAVE A KINK I TRIED TO INCLUDE BUT HATED IT SO THEY WERE LATER REMOVED : vomit. An addict who worked throughout his life to chase pleasures that were too costly to let him out of poverty dies and wakes again in Flea Bottom as a normal man. He looks around at the filth of flea bottom and remembers the only gifts the gods have given him are to be disease free and a coin pouch that is bound to him for life. THIS IS PURELY FETISH CONTENT MUD, Dirt, Shit(Only mentioned once and that is it) 1 chapter ahead for free below. 1 Chapter will always be ahead go to the discord in pinned post https://p@treon.com/swattywriter You will have to go through a link from scribble hub as the page is 18+

Alright, listen up, you goddamn degenerate! If you wanna read, then fucking read! And don't you dare forget to drop a goddamn review and some power stones, you stingy son of a bitch! What, are you afraid your fingers will cramp up from all that clicking, you lazy fuck? It ain't like you're trying to evolve a Magikarp into a Gyarados with just a single candy, is it? So stop being a goddamn Slowpoke and get to it! And see ya, you holy-ass!!

"Kim Taehyung, Born December 30th..." The strange man replied. "How- how did you know my name? Who are you?" He ignored my question. His dark gaze was staring at me. They were so cold and emotionless. It was like there was no life in those dark orbs. "It seems you are unaware of your situation Taehyung. I have something to tell you..." His hands made its way into his pocket as he leaned in towards me. "You are dead."