HP: In The Magical World As An Extra

Waking up as the God of Mischief sounds like a dream come true, infinite magic, immortality, and a throne to covet. But for a cynical Marvel fan from our world, waking up as MCU Loki is a death sentence. Knowing that his future holds nothing but Hulk-smash beatdowns and a neck-snap from Thanos, the new Loki decides to do the only logical thing: quit. After faking a dramatic exit from Asgard, he flees to Earth in search of peace, quiet, and decent fried potatoes. …. I don’t own Marvel or anything in this fic or related to it. Everything goes to their respective owners.

When Loki fell from the bifrost. He was expecting death and abyss of Oblivion, not to become a spirit and then be ripped apart after that and be to forced into a 6 year old boy named Harry Potter. Now, with no body and physical appearance of Loki he will and must have to keep the boy alive, and if you want to live and survive you just have to become someone greater than anyone in the world. And last question why would he want to do that well you have to read the story for that...

Harry Potter thought his fighting days were over. Then, a dying, ashen-haired girl crashes into his quiet life, pursued by spectral, skeletal knights. His instinct to protect is absolute, and he saves her, little knowing this single act of mercy will drag him into a terrifying, multi-world conflict. Ciri is a princess from a war-torn dimension, and her pursuers, the Wild Hunt, will stop at nothing. Harry's magic, once enough to topple Dark Lords, now faces an entirely new, alien kind of evil, forcing him to confront that his world and his destiny are far larger and deadlier than he ever imagined.

Harry Potter is taken and raised by Cassiopeia Black to be a true member of the House of Black. When he arrives at Hogwarts for the Tri-Wizard Tournament 13 years later, everything changes and the battle for the magical world of Britain begins. Will he join the light? Or will the dark entice him?

Tony Stark is dead. Or he was, until he wakes up seven years in the past, three days before Lagos and the beginning of the end for the Avengers. With the weight of a broken future on his shoulders and knowledge he was never meant to have, Tony must decide what to change, what to sacrifice, and whether some disasters are inevitable no matter how hard he fights them. Because he’s already seen how this story ends. And he’s not interested in repeating it.

My reward for beating the Demon Emperor and sending him back to hell? Finding myself in an unknown land, hounded by heralds of ice and fire, as well as the idiotic peoples of the lands in this... Westeros. Is it possible to find a way home?

After three decades of grinding to build a company in games and film, the protagonist finally reaches what should have been a quiet, comfortable retirement. Instead, one final job proves literally final. He crosses the wrong people and ends up being fed to the fishes. He wakes up in 2007 inside the body of a 28-year-old burnout man still living with his parents in a rented dump. Outside the window, Roxxon trucks rumble past. On television, Tony Stark is holding court. The 2008 financial crisis is already on the horizon. Armed with three decades of future knowledge in a world where game development is still largely dormant and countless iconic titles have yet to be created, he has one clear path forward: rebuild from nothing.