A book where you'll meet most of my wonderful, bubbly & chaotic fanfic OC's past, current and possibly future!
"I sit and watch you reading with your
Head low
I wake and watch you breathing with your
Eyes closed
I sit and watch you
And notice every...
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Full Name: Aladora Laufeyson-Odinson Nicknames: Ala, Dora, Princess, My love, Dragon, Gorgeous, Pearl, Precious, Flower, Goddess Birthday: February 9th Age: 21/1000+ Zodiac: Aquarius
Likes: her brothers, her mother, flying on her dragons, Bucky, Billy, the avengers, helping others, using her gifts, being an avenger, feeling normal, food, singing, dancing, learning new things about humans, stealing Thor's poptarts,
Dislikes: being lied to, her father trying to marry her off, being kicked out of Asgard, her 'father' & everything he's done, Secretary Ross, Thanos, Hydra, Stupid people, people using her or trying to control her, mushrooms
Powers/Abilities: Goddess of Love; Beauty; Death; War; Dragons; Singing Fandom: Marvel/MCU Story: Young & Beautiful (STORY NAME SUBJECT TO CHANGE)
Pairing: Bucky Barnes & or Billy Russo
Quote: "I used to wish for my father's approval on anything I've done. He never seemed to care for me unlike my older brothers & my mother. Now, I don't even dare ask him if I've made him proud."
Song Lyrics: "Lamb to the slaughter, nothing but fodder Am I the one you sacrifice Dead in the water, make me a martyr Guess there's no point in playing nice What makes you better than me You justify your belief I breathe (you breathe) you fight (I fight) I die (you live) you live (I die) We're nothing but the same This truth that you proclaim I breathe (you breathe) you fight (I fight) I die (you live) you live (I die) Pull the trigger, shoot the gun Detonating, on the run Full collision, alternate plane Both destructive, who's to blame Woah, do you read me? Wipe me out and hope your sight is clearer Woah, can't you see me? Are you looking through a one-way mirror We're made of violence, born in the silence No winners in a losing game"
