Nico had two goals when he moved to Gotham #1- help new demigods get to Camp #2- don't meet the Waynes He didn't have anything against the family, how could he when he was only told about them the day before he moved, but he had heard about the serial adoption of black haired kids. He already had a strained relationship with his father, he didn't need a second one. -------- As Nico sat in the park with the random boys he befriended, he finally felt normal. They didn't know who his father was; hell, they thought his father was dead. He was quite literally the most free he had been since Italy and even then, it was under Mussolini at the time so that was a bit of a stretch. The calm seemed universal throughout the group until Tim's phone rang. "Oh shit, it's Bruce." Immediately all of them were on alert scanning the surrounding area while Tim talked on the phone, panic in his eyes. "He was on the other side of the park for a walk between meetings and saw a picture of us walking in the park online," Tim said as soon as he hung up. "Wait wait wait" Nico said as Jason looked like he was preparing to literally throw him into the tree. "Bruce as in Bruce Wayne? You're the Wayne's?! And why are you acting like he's gonna shoot me on sight?" "He's gonna shoot adoption papers at you." Damian mumbled, once again begrudgingly reviving a high five from Tim and Dick. Jason just rolled his eyes as he made his hands a step for Nico to get in the tree. "Yes we're the Wayne's. How do you know of us, but not have a clue what we look like?" Nico climbed onto the lowest branch that was a good six feet off the ground. "I was technically homeless until a few months ago and just got a phone last month, sue me for never seeing a picture," he said in a whisper yell before continuing to scale the tree. -------- Daily updates at 12:15am EST

She wasn't supposed to exist. Born from love and war - from Aphrodite and Ares - Lyra is something in between. Not a god. Not a demigod. Just... something else. She's shy, clingy, and soft-spoken, always hiding behind Annabeth's sleeve and smiling through the noise of Camp Half-Blood. Everyone loves her. Everyone protects her. No one knows why. But when someone hurts the people she loves, Lyra doesn't cry. She just goes quiet. And afterward... someone's missing something. Because love, when born from war, isn't harmless. Not even when it smiles. WE GO #1 IN #PERCYJACKSON

𝘞𝘩𝘢𝘵𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘴𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘴 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘮𝘢𝘥𝘦 𝘰𝘧, 𝘩𝘪𝘴 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘮𝘪𝘯𝘦 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘴𝘢𝘮𝘦. 𝘐𝘧 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘦𝘭𝘴𝘦 𝘱𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘴𝘩𝘦𝘥 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘩𝘦 𝘳𝘦𝘮𝘢𝘪𝘯𝘦𝘥, 𝘐 𝘴𝘩𝘰𝘶𝘭𝘥 𝘴𝘵𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘤𝘰𝘯𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘶𝘦 𝘵𝘰 𝘣𝘦. -𝘞𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘏𝘦𝘪𝘨𝘩𝘵𝘴 𝘣𝘺 𝘌𝘮𝘪𝘭𝘺 𝘉𝘳𝘰𝘯𝘵ë

: ̗̀➛ ' 𝙮𝙤𝙪'𝙧𝙚 𝙖 𝙨𝙥𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙞𝙣 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙙𝙖𝙧𝙠 𝙖𝙣𝙙 𝙢𝙮 𝙘𝙡𝙤𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙨 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙘𝙖𝙪𝙜𝙝𝙩 𝙖𝙛𝙡𝙖𝙢𝙚 ' the world was supposed to completely forget him somehow, it missed one person she doesn't know Peter Parker, she shouldn't remember him but when she discovers the boy next door is Spiderman, she becomes the only person who knows the life he lost... x fem!oc peter parker, 𝒎𝒄𝒖 (1-2 years after nwh) & spiderman 4 ✎ 𝘰𝘯𝘨𝘰𝘪𝘯𝘨 [ #1 in spiderman #1 in peterparker #3 in tom holland #6 in marvel ] dedicated to lea <3

In which a daughter of gods meets the prince of snakes Disclaimer: All rights reserved Credit due to Marvel Studios and J.K Rowling

🕸 BOOK 1 OF THE TWISTING TIMES SERIES 🕸 Bᴇʟᴏɴɢs ᴛᴏ Pᴀʀᴛ 1 ᴏғ ᴛʜᴇ Aʀᴀᴄʜɴᴏʟᴏɢʏ ᴄᴏʟʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ 🕸 𝚂𝚙𝚒𝚍𝚎𝚛𝚖𝚊𝚗: 𝙽𝚘 𝚆𝚊𝚢 𝙷𝚘𝚖𝚎 ┌⌯▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰⍣⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⌯┐ ❝𝗪𝗲 𝗻𝗲𝗲𝗱 𝘁𝗼 𝗴𝗼 𝗼𝗻 𝗮 𝗱𝗮𝘁𝗲,❞ ❝𝗜 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄. 𝗜'𝗹𝗹 𝗯𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗶𝗻𝗴,❞ └⌯▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⊰⍣⊱▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬▬⌯┘ 🔯 Where Peter Parker dates the daughter of Stephen Strange just when Mysterio reveals his identity to the public, which causes mayhem in the teens lives. {𝚙𝚎𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚡 𝚏𝚎𝚖!𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛}

(Peter Parker X READER) Some say Tony Stark is a conceited, egotistical, narcissistic jerk. But they have never seen him with his daughter. No one has. And hopefully no one ever will. It isn't safe to be the daughter of a billionaire, especially not a billionaire super hero. So they kept her a secret. Until Peter Parker. (Please note that this story happens after Spider-Man Homecoming, I'm just choosing to ignore the tragic events in Infinity War, so we're just gonna act like that never happened.)

𝐈𝐍 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐂𝐇 Avena gets ripped away from her life in a small town after her mother passes away, and is forced to live with her biological father who's she's never met- the famous Tony Stark. Along the way, she unexpectedly falls in love with his superhero intern, Spider-Man- or Peter Parker. But it's not just her father keeping them apart, it's fate itself, along with the newly discovered abilities within her.

Everyone knew who Ella Piastri was. The actress with the angel face. The model on every magazine cover. The girl with white-blonde hair, bright blue eyes, and a smile so sweet it made people fall in love with her from across a room. As the younger sister of Formula One superstar Oscar Piastri, she'd grown up around cameras, fame, and attention. Yet somehow, she remained untouched by it all. Ella was kind. Painfully kind. The type of person who stopped to talk to nervous fans, remembered people's birthdays, and believed everyone deserved a second chance. The world saw a glamorous celebrity living a perfect life, but behind the red carpets and flashing cameras was just a soft-hearted Australian girl trying her best. Then she met Clark Kent. A clumsy reporter with crooked glasses, messy dark hair, and the most beautiful blue eyes she'd ever seen. He wasn't like the actors, athletes, and billionaires constantly surrounding her. He was awkward. Honest. Endlessly kind. And for the first time in her life, Ella found herself wanting someone who didn't seem impressed by her fame at all. The only problem? Clark Kent was hiding the biggest secret in the world. And secrets have a way of changing everything.

Peter didn't even have time to yell. One second, he and Richard were in New York, standing too close to whatever magical nonsense Doctor Strange was trying to fix. The next? The world twisted-colors bled into each other, gravity felt wrong, and then- Nothing. Then- Pain. Cold. Confusion. 𝐒𝐩𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐦 𝐱 𝐎𝐂𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫!! (𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐖𝐎 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐋 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐁𝐄 𝐀𝐃𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐁𝐘 𝐁𝐑𝐔𝐂𝐄) :) Disclaimer: I only own my oc Spider man ain't mine, DC ain't mine these belongs to their respective owners