dresden files fanfic

Follow Ezekiel's story as he finds himself being amongst the 100 as they are dropped Into a world ridden with danger and death looming at every corner. But luckily for Ezekiel he isn't sent with only the clothes on his back in this world but gifted a variant of one of the most powerful abilities or system as others might call it, The Gamer. [—Note: This will be an AU, with new threats, grounders being stronger then their canon counterparts and new elements in the mix without jeopardizing the whole 100 Series to make the world more difficult for the MC and everyone in general and to keep in interesting so the MC doesn't steamroll this entire world and so that I can tell a story.] [—Tags: Kingdom Building, Chaotic Neutral MC, Small amount of darkness, Smut here and there and the occasional bullshittery.] [Side-Note: The MC will not be a perfect individual, he will not be all-knowing and a know it all and will make mistakes and decisions that lack any good judgement at first, he is selfish and does most of what he does for the benefit of himself first and is untrustful at first of everyone due to his past, hopefully throughout the story I will be able to showcase a little complex personality where he grows as a person by understanding his feelings and logical thoughts in a way that his entire persona doesn't break from them mashing and disrupting each other.]

Naruto has always had video games to fall back on growing up while the rest of the village pretty much treated him like garbage. What happens when Naruto wakes up to find his life has become one of the video games he loves so much. -------------------------------------------------------------- Disclaimer: I don't own Naruto. Any similarities between real people, living or dead, or places, standing or demolished, in this story are just coincidences. But if you like what I do and want to support me, you are more than welcome to donate on Place of Patrons.

Wo Fat opens a formal concern file on a Five-0 commander whose interrogation close rate makes no statistical sense. Kai Mahelona is twenty-nine, ex-Navy SEAL, locally born and locally trusted — except the consciousness running him used to be Daniel Ohara, a security consultant from a world where Hawaii Five-0 was a CBS procedural. The transmigration produced five embedded abilities: a passive read of the island's social terrain, a SEAL's body memory layered with foreknowledge, an interrogator's stare, a shave-ice-triggered clairvoyance, and a profiling instinct keyed to Hawaiian cultural markers. None produce visible effects. Kono notices the deflection drop before anyone else. The performance has become the reality, and the file is open.

The Codex opens as amber ledger lines superimposed on vision, antiquated serif clauses forming right-to-left in the legal-clinical voice of something older than the White Council. Daniel Marquette — Chicago paralegal, Selkie Tavern bartender — pays in metallic taste and Spellforge debt to choose only two names from a list of every canon death, then watches Bianca's venom take his hand instead of Susan's throat. Harry Dresden's marginalia appears in the margins of his ledger. Forthill begins favoring his left side and never mentions it. Anastasia Luccio walks into the Selkie carrying a Council case file with Daniel's signature on it. Mother Summer is missing from every Fae reference — and her seventh ledger is overdue by thirty years.

Peter Morale is a real-world X-Files obsessive who wakes up wearing an FBI badge, a hybrid physiology, and a body that recovers too fast. He can feel a paranormal scene before he enters the room, read surface thoughts at twenty feet, pull fifteen minutes of memory at the cost of a nosebleed, phase through a bullet if he holds perfectly still, and drop a Consortium operative with three seconds of skin contact. None of it produces evidence. Assigned adjacent to the X-Files unit, he is producing too many right answers, and a thin nameless file is growing on the Cigarette Smoking Man's desk. The Syndicate is fracturing. El Rico is approaching. He cannot stop colonization — but he can plant evidence the conspiracy cannot reclassify, and once, only once, walk into a room with CSM and shake his hand.

Mythological Beats. Wait no,.. Mythological BEASTS. Yeah, that's right. You know the ones. Monsters, giants, spirits, faes, they come in all shapes and sizes. I'd had my fill of media featuring such beasts. But there's one thing I'll tell you, coming face to face with them is not very enjoyable. When I found out I was in the Percy Jackson universe, I wasn't very thrilled about the fact. After all, this was a universe where a divine war was constantly threatening to break out over the west. And to save the lives of millions of people, the Greek Pantheon would often choose 11 year olds. Yeah. It was pretty bad. And of course, to top it all off, horrific monsters were constantly crawling out of hell to feast on mortals and demigods alike. But there was one good thing that came out of it. Just the one. Now, I have a goal in mind. The goal is to punch Zeus right in the face! And how will I accomplish that? Why, of course by completing my bestiary! The more monsters I kill, the better I become! Get ready to be bitch slapped you small d*ck Olympian! ... This is NOT a translation. ... Percy Jackson Fic(Riordan Extended Verse, specifically). Add this to your library; you don't wanna miss it. ...

Magic blossoms in the souls of a select few, and I am one of them. Ten stigmata on my fingers, bearing ten memories, the memories of the magicians across the cosmos propelled Salomon step by step towards becoming the Sorcerer Supreme of the Marvel Universe. "How could you be so foolish as to think a magician could be some kind of frivolous superhero?" A fusion of Marvel movies, comics, American TV series, and games.

In her previous life, she took the wrong "white lotus" script, causing her to die a miserable death. Heaven has let her live again, so she shouldn't have to suffer the hardships of her past life once more! Feng Moxi sheds her weakness from her previous life. Making a new choice, she must fight! There are monsters! Kill them! There are scumbags! Eliminate them! With her meager strength, she picks up a Heavy Sword and forges a difficult path forward. Unexpectedly, that arrogant and reckless person who caused her no small amount of trouble along the way eventually becomes a comrade-in-arms to whom she can entrust her back, a companion for life. The sky fills with darkness, the Demon People emerge! The Heavenly Dao returns. One day, Feng Moxi is leisurely roasting beast meat by the river. Chaoyang, having just finished fighting a demon beast, sees the crumbs on her lips and immediately leans in. "Want some?" Chaoyang dazedly nodded his head. Suddenly, a piece of burnt beast meat is stuffed into his mouth. Chaoyang pulls Feng Moxi into his embrace, gently brushes the corner of her lips with his hand, and says, "You're mine!" Apocalypse + Cultivation + Doting Boyfriend

Fu Xiaoxiao transmigrates into a book and immediately faces the crisis of being sent to the countryside. As the unloved middle child, her younger sister is the one meant to go — but her mother transfers her job to the sister instead. A disaster of a start. To avoid being sent away, she has to marry within seven days. She meets a few ordinary men and decides she'd rather go to the countryside. Then she runs into a neighbor who's also looking for a spouse — and his conditions are surprisingly good. A dowry of three hundred? Bicycles and a radio? Just take care of the kids, and separate rooms are fine? The others may pass, but she won't. Every day is a battle of wits with the two kids. Life is eventful, she gets a salary every month, and the boss is never home. Absolutely perfect. Except... wasn't this big shot supposed to be infertile? Then why does he keep strutting around naked in front of her? She has professional ethics. She won't be seduced by a good body. Hmph. Men only slow down her sword swing. Lu Feng grits his teeth at Fu Xiaoxiao, who remains completely unmoved by his countless attempts to seduce her, and traps her in his arms. "Boss, let's talk this through. I know forty a month is a bit much — how about... five less?" Trapped in his embrace, Fu Xiaoxiao thinks he's unhappy with her high salary and starts bargaining. "I'm giving myself to you for free." Lu Feng grinds out through clenched teeth. This woman has no heart. "...Can I say no?" Fu Xiaoxiao swallows, staring at the washboard abs so close. "Such a good deal — are you sure you don't want it?" Lu Feng squints, tempting her. "Fine." A fool turns down a bargain.

[Irresistible Female Lead + Beast World + 1vN + Male Rivalry Shuraba + A Record of Time Management Fails] The moment she opened her eyes, Ruan Fu transmigrated into a Beast World novel as the infertile, vicious female side character. Before her was one of the female lead's Beast Husbands, who was currently in heat. Recalling her original ending of being humiliated and dying a tragic death, Ruan Fu decisively decided to take a piece of the pie from the female lead. Thus, not only did she snatch away her men, but she also played innocent, making the top-tier males of the Beast World willingly become her protectors. However, Ruan Fu, who firmly believed in having multiple options and paths, never expected that by just crooking her finger, they would all swarm towards her. Seeing this, Ruan Fu decided that of the Thirty-Six Stratagems, fleeing was the best option, leaving them behind in disarray on the battlefield of male rivalry. ——Disaster Skit—— On the day of Ruan Fu's wedding to the cold and gloomy snake-man, a large group of Beastmen from other clans suddenly appeared in Snake Valley. The aloof and abstinent Dragon Clan Clan Leader blocked the front of the hall, "Fufu, let's go to that hot spring you said you wanted to soak in last night." The domineering Tiger Clan leader, bursting with raw tension, tightly gripped her hand, "A fu, I will not allow you to marry him." The aloof and tsundere cat-eared youth knelt before her: "Fufu, don't you want to touch my cat ears again?" The rational and cunning Fox Clan Fate held up her hair ribbon, "A fu, you left this at my place." The gentle, husband-like Rabbit Clan Shaman watched her tenderly: "A fu, I missed you." ... In response, the one and only legal Beast Husband declared, "What does my wedding have to do with any of you? Get the hell out." But unexpectedly, the younger brother he had always doted on cut in front of him, "Brother, actually, the one who isn't loved is the real third wheel..."