Saturn The destroyer She offered her heart So tender and trusting Betrayal so crushing She swore on her magic Pray for their souls Their fate will be tragic When a reincarnated soul finds herself making a choice...will she be willing to die again to destroy those who betrayed her? or be hunted down later by her betrayers for what she is. A star vs the forces of evil self insert. AU. (This will be a Tom x OC)

Je m'appelle Layla Killer, je suis une fille normale. Je vis dans une petite ville nommée Belinton. Mon père est policier et ma mère travaille en tant que serveuse dans le bar de la ville. J'ai une tonne d'amies, je suis plutôt connue mais je suis du genre rebelle. Je mène une vie normale jusqu'au jour où tout a changé... (Je tiens à m'excuser car je fais beaucoup de fautes d'orthographes! Sincèrement désolée n'hésitez pas à me reprendre !)

You loved dancing and music. You had planned to major in dancing and minor in music in college but all of that changed when an accident occurred that change your life forever. You lost your sight. You tried desperately to figure out how to dance like you used to but you felt hopeless. Or can a certain monster help you figure out how?

What if he doesn't want me. I started to panic. I knew what was going to happen but I couldn't let it. I didn't need to give him another reason to take me back. I looked at my hands and saw the finest wisp of black smoke. " Stop." I barley whispered. " Sabrina did you say something?" Severus asked peering at me down the bridge of his nose. " No." I lied as I clasped my hands behind my back.

"Hello~" a silk like voice spoke throughout the Fearamid. Bill growled, not liking that he didn't know who was in his home. "No need to get so angry~" The voice spoke again. "Come out! I know your there!" Bill shouted at the voice. "Very well~" Silver flashed throughout the room, a figure appeared. Bill's mouth dropped open. "Hello~" "Nice you to see you again, deary~"

In this world, you dance for your life. But in your world, dancing is just a part of your act. When helping Frisk with their stamina by dancing up Mt. Ebott, you find yourself in a rather monstrous situation. Lace up your dancing shoes, it's about to get funky in here. [Unfinished] ((Sorry... I'll try to finish it in time but I'm unsure how long that'll tale.))

Harry Potter was beyond words how thankful he was for his twin, (Name) Potter. A best friend since birth, she was a witness to his best and his worst yet she still loved him anyway; his opposite but also his equal. There were countless reasons why he adored her as a sister, someone to talk to, someone supportive, but one reason, he thought, was peculiar. The thin lighting-shaped scar Harry mysteriously had on his forehead... He shared it with his sister.