charlie brown and peppermint patty fanfic

Markus White had a rough life. A hormonal imbalance made him overweight, sluggish, and constantly exhausted. His dead-end job barely paid enough for food, let alone medical treatment. His only escape? Sitting in his dingy apartment, rewatching Two and a Half Men and a couple of other shows and movies. One night, he was watching the show. Charlie Harper’s carefree life, booze, women, and a Malibu beach house, were everything Markus never had. Then, he laughed. Hard. Too hard. His chest tightened. His vision blurred. Darkness swallowed him whole. When he woke up, he was cold, wet, and reeking of whiskey. NOTE: AU world. I'll add certain things to keep the flow smooth. Expect Hollywood. Cover Picture: Pinterest. [NO THIS IS NOT A TRANSLATION] ..... Support Link: https://www.patr eon.com/UnknownMaster [Remove the space]

All it took was one look and now... I'm on my knees "What's my name?" He asks "Mr. Brown

(WARNING! THIS INCLUDES GRAPHIC DETAILS ABOUT DEATH AND OTHER TRIGGERING TOPICS!)Millie was an average teenage girl, besides the fact that she's a famous actress and model and literally has like 18 million followers on Instagram. She was funny, smart, kind, caring, beautiful. She is also the girl, who would still be alive, if she would have put on a seat belt.

Alexander Shepard was born on a small asteroid to a mining colony, but his ingenuity got him recruited, trained and placed in the alliance's special projects group, N7 Charlie. As a nuclear engineer with cold calculated logic, Lex will stop the reapers at any cost.

SYNOPSIS There is an investigator who possesses special eyes, a unique trait belonging to the top 0.1% of the world's population. In the present day, where almost everyone utilizes Sorcery, and tools infused with Spellcraft are used deep within daily life— There is [Lee Hye-yoom], a unique individual who is part of the world's top 0.1% with special eyes, yet who cannot use Sorcery due to a lack of Spiritual Power, nor can she even perceive Ghosts or Specters. Her profession is that of a Phenomenon Investigator, specializing in incidents caused by spiritual phenomena—namely, Sorcery, Ghosts, and Specters. She works as an investigator for the Republic of Korea’s greatest Phenomenon Investigator. “What sort of case is it this week? If it’s something the police can sufficiently resolve, like the last one, I won’t accept it.”

I will not explain some of the things which are impossible in the original and the mult-verse too. It make it less fun BTW! Plus sorry about the picture it a W.I.P! So anyways enjoy! art is not mine, belongs to darkex14!

Based on the world-wide boy love comic and TV Show Heartstopper written originally by Alice Oseman, my own fanfiction adaptation of my favourite couple. FULL CREDS TO ALICE FOR THE ART

A young man finds himself stuck in the world of gods and demigods. Let's follow his journey from an abused child to the Killer of Gods...

What happens when you wake up in a world you've only watched from the outside—and the massacre has already begun? He didn't ask to be reborn. He didn't ask for the memories of another life, another world where Naruto was just an anime and Sasuke Uchiha was a fictional character spiraling into darkness. But when he opens his eyes in the Uchiha compound on that night—the night Itachi slaughters the clan—he knows exactly what's coming. And he refuses to play the victim. Armed with a sarcastic cosmic gacha system that grants him legendary abilities through random pulls, infinite chakra reserves, the perfect Mangekyō Sharingan, and the Sun Breathing technique from another universe, Sasuke doesn't mourn. He moves. While Konoha sleeps and the blood is still warm, he systematically loots the entire Uchiha district—corpses, Sharingan eyes, forbidden scrolls, hidden wealth, centuries of clan secrets—storing everything in a dimensional inventory before Danzō's vultures arrive. By dawn, he's the richest orphan in the village. And the most dangerous. But power without control is just noise. So when the Third Hokage assigns him four kunoichi "guardians"—Hana Inuzuka, Kurenai Yūhi, Anko Mitarashi, and Yugao Uzuki—Sasuke doesn't resist. He adapts. He plays the traumatized child while secretly training in the shadows, learning their techniques, earning their trust, and slowly building something Konoha has never seen before: A new Uchiha clan. Loyal. Deadly. And entirely his. Behind closed doors, he masters forbidden jutsu, weaponizes his gacha-granted abilities, and plans for threats the village doesn't even know exist yet—Akatsuki, Orochimaru, the masked man calling himself Madara, and the inevitable wars to come. But the game gets complicated when bonds become real, when "acting" like family starts feeling like being family, and when the line between manipulation and love blurs beyond recognition. Because Sasuke knows something no one else does: in this world, before the war comes the inventory. And he's already won the first round. Genre: Dark Fantasy | Reincarnation | Isekai | Supernatural Action | Psychological Thriller Themes: Strategic survival, found family vs. blood legacy, the cost of knowledge, power through preparation, morally gray protagonists, ninja politics, slow-burn emotional connections Tone: Gritty, visceral, darkly humorous, emotionally layered—think The Godfather meets Demon Slayer in the Naruto universe with gacha game mechanics "The roulette spins. Fate deals the cards. But this time, the house doesn't win."

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!