rooster teeth fanfic

Algernon Blake was your average writer trying to make it big in Hollywood. But after a one-night stand, he's pulled into a Byzantine world of intrigue and manipulation among the undead. Can Algernon retain his humanity while satisfying the beast that rests within? A retelling of Vampire: the Masquerade Bloodlines with a male Tremere. Minor story differences. this is a unfinished fanfic from ff.net By: thebrillaintgrandmaster which i thought was really amazing and wanted to share it with you all

An off-center Reichsmark with a fourth claw stamped into its eagle waits on Ezra Strand's washstand the morning of April 12, 1929, and when his blood touches it a cabaret playbill scrolls across his vision and a saxophone only he can hear begins to play. He is a fingerprint clerk at Berlin's Alex headquarters with four years of history before the Reichstag burns and a covenant of survivors he has read about in footnotes everyone else called nonsense. He can trace any bill back through seven hands, wear another man's face for a day, hear through telephone wires, and feel the war-dead he failed to save. Berlin is sick beneath the gaslight, a militarist substrate hardening toward something with Hitler at its center, and the coin tells him he is the seventh seat of a 189-year compact with four living members left to find. Every power he spends costs a memory, a kilogram, a tremor, or a year of his life. He cannot stop history. He can only decide who survives it.

this fanfic tells the story of a man who was reborn in the movie "night teeth" with wishes ---------------- All rights belong to the author of the film "Night teeth" Apart from the MC. This is my first fanfic so please be understanding.

Wednesday had been intending to exceed her historical record of carrying 56 different weapons on her person for some time now, but the goal had fallen down her list of priorities in favour of more pressing pursuits. She's delighted the day she realises she has beaten that number by 10 without even trying for it. Enid, watching Wednesday make this discovery from the other side of the quad lunch table, crumples a whole metal fork in her hand mindlessly, blushing furiously. Yoko reaches an arm over Bianca to push Enid's jaw closed, murmuring to Enid that she can stop drooling now. The rest of the school population within hearing and sight range of this event immediately gains an additional 20 feet of distance or more away from Wednesday. There's at least one shriek of terror. Three people faint. All have just become aware of the fact that their resident void of darkness has gained some wickedly sharp claws and teeth and looks uncannily delighted about using them.

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On the way down to New Mombasa, Rookie falls into the Slipspace Rupture and ends up crashing down on Menae, high above Palaven, in the midst of the Reaper War. From there, the war itself will shift and the fighting persists, but who knows what an ODST will add to the mix. (Redux of older version)

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Before marrying Silas, Joyce had only met him three times. A marriage of convenience, a secret agreement, for a term of three years. She's fresh off a heartbreak — the man she chased for years told her they "weren't a good match." Silas has his own baggage: rumor says he's still hung up on a white moonlight who happens to look just like Joyce. So that's all she is. A substitute. ** In the second year of their marriage, on Joyce's birthday, she drank too much and, in front of everyone, tugged on his tie, pinning him underneath her: "You look... a lot like my husband." The Thorne family's second master, known for being rational and unfeeling, was flustered by her that night. He leaned in close to her ear and coaxed in a low voice, "Be good." The next day Joyce woke up to find her lips were swollen. This… Who did this! When she went to question him, she discovered Silas's lip was bitten. He stared at her and said slowly, "You crossed the line first." ** The scandal leaked. At a party, her ex-boyfriend stepped in: "She's mine. Who dares talk?" Then Silas walked in. The room went silent. "Yours? Since when?" "Joyce, tell me. Whose are you?" So much for the secret marriage. So much for being a substitute. This was supposed to be fake… wasn't it?

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.

Olivia transmigrated from the apocalypse to the modern era. Not only that, her dimension and superpower came along with her. She felt that the good days were about to begin. But before she could be happy for even three days, the internet was flooded with posts slandering her. Advertisers and directors want to terminate her contracts, and her company wants to blacklist her? How could this be? She wanted to use the money to enjoy modern life to the fullest. Without money, how could she enjoy anything? So, who's slandering her online? I'll find you and dig up all your dirty secrets. Who wants to terminate her contract? Terminate it immediately. After termination, she'll go on to endorse international luxury brands instead. Terminating the script contract? Good, that's great! If the contract isn't terminated, how can she film the blockbuster drama of the year and win awards with it? Modern life is so wonderful, eating and drinking every day. There's just one tiny problem. Why are there suddenly two babies growing in her belly? And who is this ridiculously handsome man who appeared out of nowhere, claiming to be their father?