Monster High has seen a many monsters—but they’ve never seen one quite like you. A vampire, human hybrid, or, in short: a dhampir. Pair that with the fact that you’ve been homeschooled your entire life, and one of the most famous social media stars of the monster worlds? Well, everyone was expecting to have an opinion of you. No one was expecting you to be Draculaura’s half sister.
Sebastian Sallow has broken out of Azkaban to supposedly get revenge on the one who told the Ministry about him murdering his uncle — you. There’s only one problem with that theory: the two of you are still in love.
Y/N is a handmaiden and look-alike for the mewman Princess Star Butterfly, used to portray her in everything from boring family dinner she doesn’t want to appear at to political events deemed too dangerous for the Butterfly heir. What can possibly go wrong in pretending to be a magical princess without magic yourself?
Y/N is Damian’s twin sister who stayed in the League of Assassins to protect Talia from Ra’s wrath. The twin sister no one in Gotham knew about apparently.
Y/N is Sirius Black’s child who was raised by his brother after he went to Azkaban. Y/N, along with thier cousins, has to survive Hogwarts, friendship, first love, House rivalries, and more.
The crack of a gunshot, a life violently splintered two, before and after. But instead of dying that long ago night in Crime Alley, Martha and Thomas Wayne are transported nearly forty years forward in time, having to deal with the world vastly changed— including their son Bruce being something called a superhero?
You are Y/N Skywalker—your name meaning crown-breaker in slave language—Anakin’s twin sister and Shmi’s only daughter, released from slavery with the same bet as your brother, heading to the planet Naboo to be the Queen’s newest handmaiden while your brother goes to trying to be a Jedi
It was Marco who noticed it first. “Star, don't freak out, but the goblin at that creepy-looking booth over there is selling you check marks.” Star gasped, slapping her hands over her hearts, “that is SO not cool! the only person who gets to give my stuff away is me!” her Earth sky blue eyes darkening as she followed his outstretched finger to the goblin’s market stall and– –released a huff of air through her lips, her hands and wand falling back to her side, golden tresses shaking with her bouncing movement. “Marco, I thought you said he was dangerous. Like, taking ‘em off with magic or something. That’s normal here.” “He looks suspicious.” Marco protested, Star grabbing his hand and dragging him over to the stall through the crowd. “And he’s selling pieces of your face! How is that normal?” “Because,” Star said, stopping for a tentacled creature pushing a baby carriage, “it just is. This is one of Mewni’s outer-demational trading ports, it’d be, like, Janna-levels of weird if it didn’t have–” “Symbols of the Butterfly queens! Symbols of the gods!” The goblin slapped the top of his stall and peered up at them, eyes crossing behind a long and crooked green nose as he took them in. “Customers. Actual Customers. Roy was right, you should never give up on your dreams.” A riot of colors and shapes, in all materials and sizes. The blush of Star’s hearts patterned in dragonscales. The brutal magenta of her mother’s diamonds cut into edges of knives, painted at the bottom of teacups. Rabbits and moons and lighting bolts. “Star, what is this? It’s completely different from the stuff they sell at Butterfly castle that looks like you and your family.” “Psshhh, Marco, don’t be ridiculous. That!: royal merchandise, these are the symbols people use to invoke our specific domains as gods. Kinda like how you said some people on Earth carry around and bones of dead people.” “Saints’ artifacts, Star, and they don’t do that anymore.”
Cloned and grown in a lab and raised from birth to kill, Y/N is found and taken in by the Avengers. Especially, Natasha who feels maternal towards her as they she compresses half of her DNA.
The public—Gotham and not—had always been obsessed with the Wayne family’s dating life, Bruce’s children especially. Damian said he had a wife once during an interview on his new position as a doctor. No one believed him, to the point where it became a meme “lost my socks, Damian’s wife must have got to them”. Until Y/N showed up—and now the internet is losing its collective mind.
As the newest teacher in Forks, Washington, circa 2005, the last thing you expected when you brought some missing schoolwork to the sick Cullen children was vampires (plus one human girlfriend). The real last thing you expected however? The instant, undeniable, and blatantly connection between Doctor Cullen, his wife, and you. What starts as a harmless curiosity takes a turn as you are pulled deeper into their world and their hearts . . .
Peter Parker is having a rough time now, but nobody knows who Peter Parker is, only Spider-Man, but when he falls through a portal into another dimension when he’s in a fight with a villain and comes across an entire Spider-Family and other versions of his villains that are completely different on the ones he knows, he has to reconsider everything he knows and perhaps even befriend these people.
