1990 pennywise fanfiction

A random guy died and now is reincarnated as Pennywise the dancing clown from Steven King’s IT, he is now tasked to finish what the original failed to do by the same ROB who turned him into a inter dimensional shapeshifting clown. Will he be able to kill the Losers? or will he forever repeat the same mistakes as his predecessor?

My name was Mikhail. I was twenty-five, and I was the most ordinary piece of shit in this world — working at Pyaterochka for sixty thousand, squatting in a rented dump for forty, playing CS, jerking off to horror, and waiting for the day I’d finally die. But I got lucky. Now I’m not human. I’m what lives in the sewers, in a clown’s face, in the nightmares of snot-nosed kids crying in apartment stairwells. I was reborn as Pennywise — as evil itself, literally, for fuck’s sake. And you know what? I like it. Scaring them is like jerking off — just longer, and better. And that little club of losers who think they’re the heroes of the story… they’ll understand soon enough that heroes aren’t needed here. Because I’m going to kill them.

Это история про систему, приключения и т.д. Много говорить не буду. (Все персонажи кроме главного героя мне не принадлежат) (Грамматика отстой)

"Did you hear? Wei Wuxian, that devil sprouted wings and flew away. He really was a demon!" 'You don't say! To believe that despicable creature bewitched one of the Twin Jades of Gusu!" "Ah yes, I hope they hunt down that demon and finish burning him at the stake!" ... A long time ago there were two gods that balanced out the world, the Goddess of light, and the daughter of Baoshan Sanren, Cangse Sanren, and the God of Darkness, Wei Changze. Together they lived in harmony and loved one another, and their love made a precious son that they named Wei Ying, a courtesies name Wuxian who fell in love with a mear mortal and was only given greave and loss for his love. To be fully released on December 25, 2020

This is a Terraria fanfiction! Duh. It is an idea that someone commenting on my first book came up with, so I took it and upgraded it (kinda). This is going to be a fanfiction of someone in the world of Terraria... With the Calamity mod, on Revengeance. Whats funny is that while I didn't plan on writing this, it does kinda have a bit of a story already built. Well, a starter for one anyways. I will flip flop between this book and Stella Deciman Punit. Wish me luck (with powerstones :D ) PS I have never made my own picture for my books, and likely never will. My drawing would give people cancer, before getting cancer itself, before ending the world. It's that bad.

Kim Taehyung and Park Jimin are in a relationship since high school. Taehyung is a big business man , one day ... LETs see what happens and what their past will in their calm present

En la magnífica era interestelar, la humanidad finalmente ha desarrollado la tecnología de teletransportación, pero cuando intenta teletransportarse, no se envía al futuro, al pasado ni a ninguna tierra conocida por los hombres ... Este misterioso espacio se llama Santuario de Dios, donde vivían numerosas criaturas desconocidas. Aquí, los humanos darán el mayor salto en su evolución para crear la época más gloriosa de la historia. "Escarabajo negro de sangre sagrada asesinado. Alma de bestia de escarabajo negro de sangre sagrada ganada. Cómete la carne de escarabajo negro de sangre sagrada para ganar de 0 a 10 puntos de geno al azar".

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—"

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?"

The first time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom died just as her bridal sedan chair arrived at his door. The second time Ji Huan was to be married, the groom was struck by lightning just as the auspicious hour arrived. Having been 'returned' twice, her ominous reputation spread throughout the surrounding villages, and it seemed she would be left on her family's hands. Her grandmother, who favored boys over girls, slapped her thighs and wailed, "What sins did I commit in my past life, that you can't even be sold for a single tael of silver!" Ji Huan: "...You might not believe this, but I'm destined for great fortune in the future." Yikes! There's a rule that "those who are unmarried by the age of seventeen will be assigned a husband by an official"? Not to worry, not to worry, I'll just find a fake husband to deal with it. That vagrant at the village entrance... if he cleans up, he's actually quite presentable. It'll be him!