ahsoka and ezra fanfic

Every precinct has its secrets. This one hired theirs. The Nine-Nine’s newest detective is 25, disgustingly charming, suspiciously talented, and has never filled out a form wrong in his life. Naturally, everyone hates him a little. Ezra Kael doesn’t talk about his past—which is probably for the best, considering it involves disguises, safes, lies, and definitely not being a criminal. Nope. Not at all. Just a totally normal guy with lock-picking skills, an encyclopedic knowledge of forgery, and a face some criminals kinda recognize but can’t quite place. Jake thinks he’s hiding something. Amy’s convinced he’s her greatest competition. Rosa likes that he doesn’t ask questions. Terry just wants one week without weird drama. And Gina? Gina calls dibs on his inevitable Netflix series. He’s supposed to be a cop now. He’s supposed to play it straight. He’s definitely not supposed to enjoy this. Welcome to the Nine-Nine. Try not to get hustled. Tried a brooklyn 99 fanfic. I hope it is good. Never saw any fanfic about it here and love the series, so I decided to create a fanfic

I wake up and I'm staring at the face of God, considering I got up close and personal with truck-kun then I'm assuming I've reincarnated or is it transmigrated? I also seem to be an Angel in this life, and the world I'm in is dxd, *sighs* Goddamit! Gabriel: Ezra!!!! stop using father's name in vain!!!! Ezra: Ah sorry Gabby-nee!! I wont do it again!! (I dont own Highschool dxd or the characters in it, as well as the pictures I'll be posting. If you the the owner of said pics and dont want me posting them I'll take then down. Anyway enjoy!)

While hiding away on Nar Shaddaa, Ahsoka Tano crosses paths with a human bounty hunter who proves to be more than just another gunslinger.

a gay guy died then he chose to be in the world of ahs, what's he gonna do well let's find out

I'm Freddy. Or Michael Afton. Or maybe, I'm just the machine they made me into. We didn't belong here. But the world cracked open - and now, we stand beside the Demon Slayer Corps, the legendary Hashiras who burn demons to ash. Their eyes are full of suspicion. Their swords are always drawn. And yet... here we are, cyborgs and Hashiras, chained by fate. "Stay back, you damn machine!" "You think you can fight like us, metal boy?" "We've survived worse." I smirk. "Try me." Blood, steel, scars. Our pasts collide in battlefields drenched with crimson light. We are bound by guilt, by loss, by the weight of names we no longer speak. They don't know we once had families, that we once bled. But maybe... just maybe... they'll understand what we've become.

Death was supposed to be the end. Instead, I woke up in a grimy alley that reeked of piss and garbage, staring at a massive billboard. Homelander's perfect smile beamed down at me, those dead blue eyes promising protection while radiating menace.

His eyes glowed a bright red as the human screamed as loud as he could under water. Phantom's teeth were razor sharp, sharper than any shark in the ocean, making it easy for him to tear off the chunk of meat from the human's body. Blood flowed into Phantom's mouth like melted dark chocolate, and it tasted more delicious than anyone he's ever consumed. Cover is fanart for this fic by JUSTAFAYZ PitchPearl.... sort of... they are never the same person. Don’t know what to call that.

Damian Xavier,a former pro-gamer one day suddenly found himself in the world of a famous VRMMORPG.What? Is this real? How did I get here?

Makoto Yuki is free... Elizabeth has succeeded in her mission to liberate him from the Great Seal, breaking the chains of his sacrifice. But reunion and rest are fleeting—something has gone terribly wrong in a parallel world where the Kirijo Group’s fatal mistake has manifested anew, twisted into something far more sinister. A new Sea of Souls beckons. Strange yet familiar faces emerge—new confidants with untold stories, old allies caught in the currents of fate, and an enigmatic enemy whose darkness rivals even the Fall. The stakes are higher, the consequences graver. Now he needs to be the Messiah once more, Makoto must traverse this new reality and fight not just to save the world... but to finally live his new life, for the one he gave everything to protect.

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?"