A Harry Potter/Iron man, Avengers ish crossover fanfiction. After the war, fifteen-year-old Viola Potter learns a secret her parents took to the grave. The man she knew as her father was actually her mother. And her biological father is Tony Stark. Armed with nothing but letters from the dead and a lifetime of unanswered questions, Viola reaches out to the father who never knew she existed. Neither of them is prepared for what comes next.

Yeah... so I may have killed off most of the cast. Oops. The remaining survivors after the Second War against Gaia include Percy, Will, Clarisse, Grover, Travis and Connor Stoll, Rachel, Chiron, Sally, and a few random campers. Everyone else... not so lucky. This story follows Percy as one of the last demigods left alive after the war. Unable to handle staying in New York surrounded by memories, she moves to Blüdhaven to try and escape everything that happened. Unfortunately, monsters tend to follow Percy Jackson wherever she goes. Will comes with her to help her settle into her new apartment (PLATONIC DUO ONLY - sibling energy, not a ship), and Percy slowly becomes closer with the remaining survivors while struggling with grief, PTSD, and everything the war left behind. She eventually starts defending Blüdhaven at night, but throwing herself into danger to cope may not be the healthiest choice. Also: Percy is probably overpowered. I barely know DC lore outside Google, edits, and other fics. Jason is alive in this universe and NOT evil. Dick Grayson will appear eventually ;) This fic is probably fueled by sleep deprivation and emotional damage. All Percy Jackson characters belong to Rick Riordan and DC characters belong to DC Comics. I only own the plot changes for this story. Content Warnings Major Character Death Grief/Mourning PTSD & Trauma Panic Attacks Depression Eating Disorder References Self-Harm References Suicidal Thoughts/Implications Violence & Gore References Mental Health Themes Heavy Language/Cursing Please let me know if I should tag anything else. P.S. My spelling is terrible. We listen and we don't judge.

Was orphaned when she was 15 her aunt may and uncle been killed by a villain that decided to blow up a building the were passing While on a date and Percy Parker was fighting crime and didn't find out till she got to their bodies. She is 16 5'4 black pixie cut and brown eyes with Carmel skin. She is the first spidergirl in Gotham and runs into the justice league and young justice some times, but more times she runs into the batfamily and the youngest robin and her becoming friends. She has best friends Ned and MJ she is very protective of the people she cares about. She's super smart and nice but has ADHD, dyslexia and shorterM memory Loss, and makes jokes. Lives in an an abandoned army building in Gotham.

You're Bruce Wayne's child-the one everyone forgets. The one who lives in the shadows of a legacy that ignores you. You just want to be left alone. But the moment you step away, vanish from their sight, the city remembers you. Suddenly, eyes are on you. Danger circles. And someone you never wanted to notice you... can't stop. Obsessed. Possessive. Watching. In a world where neglect made you invisible, your absence makes you irresistible-and deadly attention isn't what you asked for.

Avengers x DC Dick Grayson-Wayne after a fight with his family leaves Gotham, driving aimlessly, ends up in new York. On the other side, Loki Odinson after a fight with his brother, Thor, stormed out of the Avengers Tower. Peter being the cinnamon roll he is went after Loki to calm him down. What happens when Dick ends up in the same cafe as loki and Peter. And when peter searched up ideas on how to prank your family as loki and Dick want revenge. The top idea is to get married without your family present. What happens when Peter is stuck between two adults who have barely known eachother for a day decides to get married just to spite their family. But wait, how did Peter ended up getting adopted by the said adults. --- Will this decision actually be worth it and will they find happiness in eachother or will everything fall apart. The most important question is how will their families react to this news.

Alexandra Wayne is a forgotten anomaly in her family. She is no vigilante and has no ties to the double lives her father and siblings lead. She is unacknowledged, unappreciated, and under the assumption that her family's behavior will never change. Perhaps Alexandra should have remembered what is said about assuming. Freshly graduated from medical school, Alexandra returns to Gotham for the first time in years, planning to complete her surgical residency, spend time with Alfred, and then hightail it back across the country to marry her fiancé. The Waynes seem to have other plans for their lost bird.

"We don't need to do anything!" Peter cut him off through gritted teeth. "You don't need to do anything! This wouldn't have happened if you left me alone! You've done enough, Nightwing!" Nightwing froze. Peter forced himself up, walking around the vigilante. "Peter- wait-" Nightwing snapped out of his shock. He turned to Peter and almost reached for his injured arm- but the boy immediately recoiled. Dick realised his mistake, and his hand simply hovered. "Don't fucking touch me." Peter spat with pure venom. "You've done enough." --- a/n: hello, got obsessed with this fanfic idea. Basically alternate ending to No Way Home, where Peter gets thrown in the middle of Gotham instead of just everyone forgetting who he is. Mostly inspired by Leap of Faith and IQ 250 on AO3, and Wayne Family Adventures from Webtoon. Not sure how long this will go, or where the plot will go. I just have a checklist of stuff I want Peter and the Batfam to do. Dick Grayson is Richard Parker.

So apparently, the Shadow World has rules. That's cute. I'm Ayme Espinoza. Daughter of Poseidon. No angel blood. No heavenly permission slip. No interest in kneeling for a system that wasn't built for me in the first place. And yet their runes burn brighter on my skin than they do on theirs. Demons fall faster when I'm in the room. Magic shifts differently around me. Like it knows what I am. They don't like that. Selene's my cousin. She didn't grow up in the demigod world. She grew up somewhere else - in stone castles and whispered spells and a war most people pretend didn't happen. Now she stands in two worlds at once. The one of gods... and the one of wands. She doesn't have angel blood either. What runs through her veins is older than their angels. Older than their laws. Quiet. Cold. Powerful in a way that doesn't need to shout. She's still learning this world. I'm teaching her how to survive it. Then a hunt goes wrong. Something ancient surfaces - something that doesn't bow to runes or angelic hierarchy. And it doesn't react to them. It reacts to us. Now the watching has started. The measuring. The quiet attempts to decide what we're worth. Here's the thing. You can build walls. You can write laws. You can carve symbols into your skin and call it order. But the sea doesn't kneel. And neither do I. ⚠️ I do not claim ownership over any canon characters, settings, or source material referenced in this story. All rights belong to their respective creators. Ayme Espinoza, Selene Lestrange, and original storyline elements are my original creations. ⚠️

(Scream x Black Reader) The two killers stared back at the afro haired girl as she shook against the bed, she obviously couldn't move or fight back, her injuries got infected and caused a high fever to inflame her body. Tears filled her eyes as she watched Billy approach the side of the bed, arms placed behind his back hiding something. His eyes trailed the curves of her body noticing the many deep cuts the girl refused to get treated by them, his heart quickened as he felt not twist in his stomach. "Well make you a deal precious," Billy's voice was smooth as he watched his best friend go still, clearly listening, "If you allow us to treat your wounds, and let this fever settle, I'll consider letting you make the first move with seduction,"

When Harrielle Potter defeated Voldemort, she thought she'd finally get peace in her life. Yet even in death, he haunted her. Broken by grief and depression, she found a way to cope by writing in his old diary. Little did she know that through magic and a breach in time, young Tom Riddle could read every heartfelt thought she poured into those pages.