Y/n is a young ballerina prodigy, she is moved to the most prestigious ballet school in the world, the imperial academy of classical ballet, in London. Everyone is very talented but the most talented boy, James Beaumont is a rich, handsome and smart person, every boy wants to be him and every girl wants to be with.
Footman x nobility. You are part of the Bridgerton family. The year is 1821. You have just debuted, and have been crowned diamond of the season countless suitors chase after you but you feel no interest towards any of them and start to give up until conversation sparks with an unexpected gentleman. (Lady whistledown is already revealed as Penelope featherington) daphne x Simon. Anthony x Kate. Colin x Penelope. Benedict x Sophie. Eloise x Philip. Francesca x Micheal
Footman x nobility, scandalous. It is your year of debut, you have just turned 18, and are part of the Bridgeton family. (This story happens between Francesca’s and hyacinths). You are presenting yourself to the queen, and are chosen as diamond. The sea of gentlemen reach for you, but an old face (john chandler), you two have known each other for 2 years, he is 24. As you grow in the season his feelings grow as well, the best hidden secret, as yours do too. Nobody suspects, but as the season goes on, and you two meet up more and more, as it is normal for a lady to converse a few times with a footman, suspicion within violet and anthony grow. Things get serious with john, as the sexual tension grows. Navigate this forbidden romance with a happy ending.
You are the new arrival at Camp Half-blood. You show up and discover that you are as powerful as Percy Jackson. Everybody thinks that you will be claimed by Poseidon but in reality you godly parent is Amphitrite, everybody is shocked, there has never been a child a amphitrite seen before. You have your own special cabin.
It’s been months since the breakup things with Luca— the only relationship you’ve ever truly lost yourself in. You two broke up not with screaming, but with silence. With words left unsaid, and feelings left to rot beneath the surface. You tried to move on. You even started to believe you had.