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?
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?
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.
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.”
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 . . .
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.
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.