legolas fanfiction

Ivan was a Seattle programmer until he woke up in Middle-earth wearing the face of Prince Legolas. He wields "Universal Magic Compatibility," a soul-trait allowing him to absorb Elven resonance and Dwarvish craft-song simply by witnessing them. As the Fellowship departs, he uses his meta-knowledge to intercept the Uruk-hai, desperate to prevent the breaking of the group. Deep in the forest, he realizes his presence is a "blank slate" that can either save the world or lead it into a corruption the Valar never foresaw.

The Prince That we were Promised Now For Real

Sin saber que ocurrió nuestro protagonista aparece en el frio Norte bajo el estandarte de la Casa Stark, no recordando su nombre más si mucho de su pasado como militar, decide tomar el nombre de uno de los grandes estrategas y conquistadores de su mundo... Alejandro Magno.

This is a story that is taking place in the TVDverse in the legacies timeline. The whole world is AU so anything goes. English is not my first language so there can be some errors and I will rely on you the readers to help me fix those problems.

Just some Head canons Parodies and many more *i don't own the cover

“Born in the Code.” I will introduce the world, the mindset, and the first blood oath of what it means to be an Original Gangsta, the real ones, not the loud pretenders in this book. OG (Original Gangsta). Raw tone. Street slang. Real-life reasoning. Philosophical flow. Let’s roll.

Alexander a person with the memory of another, who lived a life of 30 years, where dreams were being ruined by the reality of modern age society, and after a twist of fate ended up in a body of a child about to enter Hogwarts, promised that in this life would explore this new era, and take every opportunity he had to go where no gold and money can reach, and since then begins a legend that will have his name spread all over the places and who knows different dimensions, like a certain Merlin. (People I would like to inform you that this is my first time writing, so please keep that in mind, also I don't speak English, so I will be using a translator for this, I would like to let that most of the characters mentioned in this fanfic are J.K.Rowling's creation!) https://www.patreon.com/KingDovahkiin this my Patreon. https://discord.gg/n6WzWjdsC3

A strange beast—a wolf-pup—born in ruins. Lacking common sense. Will it survive in the world of summons among the cunning and treacherous humans? Or will it become a pet for another summoner? Or, It will take its own fate and do something never done before? You don't have to follow its journey, just read it... Tags: Alchemy, Artifacts, Assassins, Beast Companions, Cunning Protagonist, Demons, Dwarfs, Elves, Evolution, Game Elements, Gods, Handsome Male Lead, Hard-Working Protagonist, Human-Nonhuman Relationship, Humanoid Protagonist, Male Protagonist, Monster Girls, Monster Tamer, Polygamy, Romantic Subplot, Sexual Cultivation Technique, Summoning Magic, Weak to Strong, World Travel Fandom: Long Live Summons! (No worries, you can read this without reading the original) Support Link: https://www.patreon.com/BoredDreamer Release Schedule: Sunday, Tuesday, Thursday. ————————— Cover by LimeBlock (Note: I do not own the cover)

Sophie Wexler transmigrated into a novel about The Galaxy, becoming the vicious, F-rank Healer-class cannon fodder. The original owner constantly caused trouble and made things difficult for the female lead, earning her the hatred of the entire internet. Upon transmigrating and seeing that everything had been ruined by the original owner, Sophie's only thought was: "What kind of nightmare start is this?!" To escape the original owner's fate, Sophie Wexler worked diligently, conducted herself conscientiously, stayed away from the male and female leads, compensated the soldiers harmed by the original owner, and strove to be a model citizen of The Galaxy, absolutely refusing to be the cannon fodder 'offed' by the Imperial Marshal! Broke and powerless, Sophie also had to support a man who'd been innocently dragged into the original owner's mess. She had no choice but to hustle. She started live streaming, became a masked singer, and held concerts. At first, netizens were scornful: 【Tsk, how good can she possibly sound?】 Later, the netizens were forced to eat their words. 【Damn, that's so good I'm on my knees!】 【What the hell, the violent episode of my Disorder Period has actually been soothed?!】 【The toxins in my Spiritual Sea have actually been eliminated!】 Her live streams went viral, the masked singer became a huge sensation, and tickets for her concerts were snapped up across The Galaxy. Sophie was content, thinking, "This time, I must have finally escaped the original owner's fate, right?" But what do you know, the man I've been doting on and supporting is actually the Imperial Marshal?! --- One day, Yancey Forrest came home to find that the boisterous person who was always claiming to be good to him was gone. His eyes darkened. Provoke me and then think you can leave? After catching her, Yancey traced his fingertips along Sophie's neck, smiling gently. "Why run?" Sophie trembled. "You... you're the Imperial Marshal?" His identity exposed, Yancey Forrest took her hand and slowly placed it on his own neck ring. "You know I won't kill you, don't you?"

Stella Sterling, born into wealth, had always followed the rules. Jaded by the hypocrisy of high society, she suddenly had a whim one day to have an ordinary romance. Thus, a fabricated rumor that Stella Sterling had spent a fortune to hire a Matchmaker from a dating site to find her a partner quickly spread through her circles. Those on good terms with her teased and watched the fun. Those on bad terms with her waited to see her become a joke. Later, an employee from the dating website revealed, "The company was acquired with an investment from a Vicenzan tycoon, and the profile of a certain female member with the surname Sterling was hidden overnight." The public speculated wildly about the identities of the Vicenzan tycoon and the female member with the surname Sterling. - Later on, a candid street photo that was accidentally captured went viral. In the dense night of The Spire on Vesper Island— Beside a Benz, a handsome, composed, and dignified man lifted a striking beauty in a red dress with one arm, pressing her against the car door and lowering his head for a deep kiss. In the faint light and shadow, the woman's flowing hair was swept by the wind, wrapping around the man's finger, which wore a pinky ring. Like a footnote to a romance, and even more like a vintage film frame etched into the axis of time. Someone immediately dug up the man's identity based on clues from the photo. The eldest son of Vicenza's Rhodes Family—low-profile and inscrutable, cold and untamable, and also the powerful contemporary authority of The Vesper Circle. And the alluring, glamorous belle by his side was none other than Stella Sterling. When the street photo spread to the mainland, everyone excitedly exclaimed: "The case is solved, the case is solved—"