In a world divided between Littles, Caregivers, and regular people, secrets are currency-and no one knows that better than Natasha Romanoff. Set in the heart of the Justice Building, better known as the Hero's Compound, this Marvel fanfiction explores the quiet, deep-rooted truth Natasha has spent years trying to hide. Surrounded by sharp-eyed allies like the Avengers, the Fantastic Four, the Thunderbolts, and a few perceptive mutants, Natasha's carefully constructed walls are beginning to crack. She's spent a lifetime pushing people away, mastering the art of isolation. But as those around her begin to notice the signs she can't fully conceal, the question becomes harder to ignore: Can she resist the gentle care of someone who truly sees her-and wants to help? roes, maybe healing has a chance.

teacher x student | wlw | age gap Wednesday fan fiction Selene Vale is eighteen, haunted by the sudden death of her best friend, Leigh. At Nevermore Academy, she struggles to keep the wolf inside her at bay--her instincts clawing at the edges of control, threatening anyone who gets too close. Every full moon brings her closer to losing herself completely, and with the shadow of her friend's murderer still unclaimed, she doesn't know how to protect herself or anyone else. Isadora Capri, thirty-three, is the academy's new head of music. A child prodigy turned accomplished teacher, she carries herself with quiet precision. Gifted, confident, and a werewolf of her own, she moves through the halls with an authority few dare question. When Selene and Capri cross paths, something changes. Capri sees the danger brewing inside Selene--and the potential she refuses to trust. What begins as interest soon turns into mentorship, as Capri guides Selene through the darkness of her instincts, teaching her control, focus, and the strength to survive a world that seems determined to break her. At the heart of Nevermore, power and danger collide, and Selene must learn who to trust--before the wolf inside her decides for her. Highest rankings #1 in isadoracapri #1 in mscapri #1 in coaching #1 in tutoring #1 in coping #1 in wxg #1 in nevermoreacademy #1 in Wednesday

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I am The Bad Wolf, and I will never forgive the Doctor for making me this way... I don't know how it happened, but I do know that the Doctor left me. Whether he left me to save himself-like the ignorant man (alien) he is-or to protect me I will never understand. Of course i still miss him. The old him. Sometimes i think, maybe he misses me too. I often question the possibilities: Why? Did he realize how dangerous I was becoming? Was he scared me because I was becoming too powerful? Maybe he was ignoring the fact that someone actually loved him. But not anymore. Rose Tyler was long gone. Sure, I saved the universe countless times; I was this universe's Doctor practically, but I never let anyone in. I saved lives, and I lost them. Was I a killer? Or a healer? Somethings I would never know. Who am I? (Completed) Highest rankings: #1 rosetyler #1 MattSmith #7 drwho #9 Badwolf

Serena Weems is a bit of an enigma at Nevermore. Ever since she broke her right leg in a soccer game sophomore year, she's barely been around. Rarely ever going to class, and yet seems to be acing them as she passes each year and continues to be put in honors classes. Because of that, people have written her off as a "privileged white girl who gets special treatment thanks to her mommy being the principal". Nothing's ever been done or said to counter that and so everyone believes it. Though there's been some crazy rumors spread about her as well. No one knows the truth of the situation, the depth that lies beneath the surface. So when Wednesday gets paired with Serena for her senior year art project, she's less than happy. Enid fills her in on who even this girl is, having never seen or heard of her before. But once she knows the gossip, she's intrigued. Also a bit upset about the apparent favoritism, but mostly intrigued. Because she knows there must be something more going on. And if there's one thing Wednesday loves, it's a mystery. She's determined to discover the true nature of Serena Weems. So what happens when she does? What happens when Wednesday learns the truth behind the rumors? It's a bit more than what she bargained for, but she knows one thing. She'll stick by Serena Now & Forever. Post season 1, no mentions of season 2 since it's only half out and I haven't seen any of it Obviously Weems is alive because I said so

COMPLETE There was something innately intimate about music-the way it left one's soul bare, revealed all imperfections, all insecurities. It was trust in its highest form, allowing the listener to chip a piece off the performer's heart and judge it in its entirety. And it was intrusive-perhaps that was why Victoria played, but did not feel. At least not until Isadora Capri came along and seized her heart: slowly, at first, and then all at once. Private lessons. Late night talks. Devotion. Passion. Feeling. Con anima, a niente-with feeling, to nothing. *** Important to note that I do not support teacher/student relationships in real life. Obviously the main character is of age though. Lots of musical terminology-might need a dictionary for this one, although most of it is explained through writing and context clues! Happy reading :)

"Where am I?" "My room," she answered simply, setting the tray on the nightstand. I forced a smirk, trying not to show how unsettled I really felt. "Already? Wow. I thought I'd have to work harder to make this happen." Her tongue darted out to wet her lips-an anxious habit, though she masked it quickly behind that rigid composure. "So," she said, folding her arms, "want to tell me what happened last night?" I leaned back, feigning ignorance. "Not remembering. Maybe I was sick. But now? Totally fine." When I swung my legs out of bed, ready to stand, her hand shot out, stopping me. "Jeez, teach'. If you want to keep me in your bed, just say it." She cleared her throat, tension flickering in her jaw. "Sophie, this is not a game. You wolfed out without the full moon. Do you know what that means?" "Nope. And honestly?" I shrugged. "Don't really care." I turned toward the door, but her voice followed me, sharp as a blade. "You are an alpha." I froze. Turned slowly, eyebrows arched. "What? Bullshit." Ispired by the new episodes of Wednesday, but more personal! there is another alpha out there.

New year at NeverMore school and Syria will met someone who will change her life. "Distracted, huh? By what? Or should I say... who?" A shiver ran down my spine, and my heart raced. "Calm down, I don't bite... yet. Maybe in another situation, who knows?" she teased again. I swallowed hard. "Stop it," I said smiling nervously. "You want me to stop?" she asked, standing still."I... I think it's better if I go," I said. "You don't want to go. Your body is betraying you," she whispered. "Stop using your powers on me!" I said. "I don't need them, sweetie. You're... how can I say... an open book," she replied, leaning closer, her lips almost brushing mine. I bit and licked my lips nervously.

Angel Johnson is half vampire and half werewolf. It's rare and she hates that. Wednesday Addams is new at Nevermore. She hates the place and she doesn't bond with people. But they'll found each other.

A Sam le gusta la voz de Wednesday. A Wednesday le gusta la curiosidad que Sam despierta en ella.