Before the world burned, Anastasia Lipton belonged to everyone. Hollywood's golden girl. Vault-Tec's smiling propaganda doll. America's favorite lie. She was young, beautiful, and too famous to be allowed to die. Cooper Howard was never meant to survive either-but he did. Not as a man. As a ghoul. They met while playing lovers on a movie set, pretending to sell a perfect future to a country already rotting from the inside. Somewhere between the cameras and the lies, they fell in love for real. Anastasia became Cooper's last soft place in a hard world, the only thing that made the future feel worth believing in. Then the sirens screamed. Vault-Tec saved her. And left him to burn. Two hundred years later, Anastasia wakes from cryo to a wasteland of ash, blood, and monsters. The man who finds her is scarred, violent, and feared across the ruins... until he speaks her name in a voice she remembers. Her cowboy didn't die. He just became something worse. Some love stories end with the world. Theirs begins after it.

-I know 005 was someone else, but I'm going to use their number for an Umbrella Academy reference- "Papa, look what I can do!" Five exclaimed just before she teleported to the other side of the Rainbow Room. "Very good, little one," Peter clapped. He crouched down to the six-year-old's level, "But you need to remember that you can't call me Papa." She tilted her head, "But you are my Papa." Peter shook his head, "Not in here, little one." ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Five was now twelve years old, and the young girl was playing in the Rainbow Room with an eight-year-old Eleven. Peter hurried into the room and crouched down next to the two girls. He set his hand on Five's shoulder, "Little one, I want you to try something new for me." She beamed at him in excitement, "What?" He looked between the two young girls before he leveled the older one with a look, "I want you to jump as far as you can." "But I don't know where I'm going," Five frowned. "You'll be fine, I know you can do it," he smiled at her, just the way he always did when he wanted her to use her powers. He lowered his voice, "You want to make your Papa proud, right?" Eleven grabbed hold of her sleeve, "Come back?" Five turned to her and nodded, "Of course." She stood up and stepped away from them. The young girl closed her eyes and focused her energy out as far as it would go. She felt her body shift just before she was gone. Peter sighed, "She did it." Dr. Brenner stormed into the Rainbow Room, followed by two Orderlies, "What did you do? Where did Five go?" "Away from you," Peter said softly, almost like he didn't believe it himself, as the two orderlies closed in on him. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ (Season 1 - End) (Steve Harrington x OC) -I do not own the Stranger Things characters, only my OC- The story of 005, also known as Cassandra Hopper.

Running from a past that's scorched her heart and left her with nothing but ashes, Vireya sets out to find something she can hold on to. Lo'ak has never been understood, never been enough to fill the space his brother left behind. They were both outcasts in their own way, two flames that shouldn't meet- Together, they will either burn brighter than the ashes of their pasts or collapse in the blaze. • Timeline : Avatar fire and ash. • (Do not read if you haven't watched the movie! Spoilers ahead!) • Lo'ak x fem!oc • All credits go to James Cameron. I only own my oc. • Do not plagiarise my work, thank you. #1 Lo'ak : 2025 / 12 / 27 #1 Avatar fire and ash : 2025 / 12 / 26 #1 Avatar the way of water : 2026 / 01 / 02 #1 Spider : 2026 / 01 / 08 #1 Jake Sully : 2026 / 01 / 10 #1 Avatar 2026 / 01 / 13 #1 Tuk 2026 / 01 / 27

She was there since the beginning. People trusted her, she trusted them. She was the light in the glade. But when WCKD gives them an option to sacrifice her to the maze. They all betray her. The ones that were there have to live with that guilt, knowing they were the ones that killed her. "Point your finger and deny You can run You can run I don't mind I don't mind Truth gonna come out, someday It's gonna wipe that smile right off your face But you can run" Fever Code: Completed After the Maze: Completed The Scorch Trials: Completed The Death Cure: Completed ~ Series ~ Book 1: The Sacrifice Book 2: Guilt & Grief Book 3: Coming Soon Book 4: Still in the Works ⚠️WARNING: THIS STORY HAS HARSH LANGUAGE, MENTION OF SUICIDE & INTENSE GRAPHIC VIOLENCE⚠️ **Completed November 21, 2021**

As Superman struggles to balance his role as a global protector and a man trying to do the right thing, the world begins to question the symbol he represents. When public trust starts to crack, tech mogul Lex Luthor sees his chance to bring down the Man of Tomorrow; not with brute force, but with doubt. On the ground in Metropolis, Detective Jessica Kent, one of the few who truly understands both sides of him and his twin sister-yes, he has a sister, and yes, she's over the drama-fights her own battles. Crime is rising. Tensions are high. And while the world watches the skies, she's holding the line below. With Lois Lane chasing the truth, Krypto never leaving Clark's side, and Jessica standing between the people and the chaos, they'll all have to decide what Superman really means. Not just to the world, but to them.

❝Just because I'm smaller than you doesn't mean that I couldn't easily take you in a fight.❞ Subject: Carter May Number: 17 Age: Nine Sex: F In which the nine-year-old test subject escapes, using the powers she obtained after being experimented on for six years. Avengers: Age of Ultron-Avengers: Endgame [Includes: Avengers: Age of Ultron, Captain America: Civil War, Spider-Man: Homecoming, Avengers: Infinity War, Avengers: Endgame] Started: 6/8/19 Finished: 5/7/20 [i wrote this book when i was young and not a great writer, so i would like it to be known that this does not reflect my current standard of writing]

"Where's Emily been at?" Dustin asked. Eddie shrugged, fidgeting with the tarp. "I haven't seen her since the campaign. I'm not worried, you know how she disappears from time to time." He replied. ○○○ 3/25/59 9/08/79 3/21/86 ○○○ A Stranger Things AU featuring Emily Ripley, a resident of Hawkins, Indiana hiding a mysterious past and possessing a strange knowledge of everything that has happened in the oft thought cursed town. When the devil is in the details, it's best to read between the lines. ○○○ I don't own Stranger Things or any of it's characters, nor do I claim to. All that belongs to the Duffer Bros. and Netflix. Emily is an OC of my own creation, thereby she belongs to me. Rated M for Canon Typical Violence (Blood, Mutilation, Generally Bad Shit), Swearing, Mild Allusions to Sex, References to Child Abuse, and Drug References. ○○○ Enjoy!

𝘛𝘩𝘦𝘺 𝘤𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘦𝘥 𝘩𝘪𝘮 𝘢 𝘸𝘦𝘢𝘱𝘰𝘯. 𝘈 𝘴𝘶𝘣𝘫𝘦𝘤𝘵. 𝘈 𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘵𝘢𝘬𝘦. But to her, he was just Bob. The quiet boy with shadows in his eyes and a storm in his chest. The one who never said much, but made her feel like the world was holding its breath when he looked at her. Calla was supposed to anchor him. A psychic tether. A control mechanism. Nothing more than protocol. But what started as duty became dependency, and what was meant to be clinical unraveled into something desperate and human - a bond deeper than blood, forged in stolen glances and unsaid things. When the shutdown order came, they ran. But she was the key to breaking him. So they killed her. At least, that's what the file says. Now the program is buried. The project silenced. But the Void remembers. And so does he. He was built to destroy. But for her? He would burn Eden itself. 𝚂𝚌𝚛𝚒𝚟𝚎𝙵𝚒𝚘𝚛𝚎𝚕𝚕𝚊_© & 𝙼𝙰𝚁𝚅𝙴𝙻 𝚂𝚝𝚞𝚍𝚒𝚘𝚜

A dog trying to be a girl again meets a god trying to be a man. In which Cici Spector learns how to love.

-ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- ᴊᴀᴋᴇ ꜱᴜʟʟʏ ᴀɴᴅ ɴᴇʏ'ᴛɪʀɪ ʜᴀᴅ ɴᴏᴛʜɪɴɢ ʙᴜᴛ ᴊᴏʏ ʙʀᴏᴜɢʜᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ʟɪᴠᴇꜱ, ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴄʜɪʟᴅʀᴇɴ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴄᴏᴜᴘʟᴇ. ᴅᴀʜʟɪÄ ᴀʟᴡᴀʏꜱ ᴛᴏʟᴅ ʜᴇʀꜱᴇʟꜰ ᴛʜᴀᴛ ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ɴᴏ ᴍᴀᴛᴛᴇʀ ᴡʜᴀᴛ. ꜱʜᴇ'ᴅ ʙᴜʀɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡʜᴏʟᴇ ᴡᴏʀʟᴅ ᴅᴏᴡɴ ɪꜰ ɪᴛ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ʜᴇʀ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ᴡᴇʀᴇ ꜱᴀꜰᴇ. ꜱʜᴇ ᴡᴀꜱ ᴋɴᴏᴡɴ ᴛᴏ ʙᴇ ʜᴏꜱᴛɪʟᴇ, ᴠɪᴄɪᴏᴜꜱ, ᴍᴇᴀɴ ᴀɴᴅ ᴇxᴛʀᴇᴍᴇʟʏ ɪᴍᴘᴜʟꜱɪᴠᴇ. ʙᴇɪɴɢ ꜰᴏʀᴄᴇᴅ ᴛᴏ ꜰʟᴇᴇ ᴛʜᴇɪʀ ᴏɴᴄᴇ ꜱᴏ ᴄᴀʟʟᴇᴅ ʜᴏᴍᴇ, ꜱʜᴇ ʜᴀꜱ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴀᴘᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴛʜᴇ ᴡᴀʏ ᴏꜰ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴇᴛᴋᴀʏɪɴᴀ. ᴄᴀɴ ꜱʜᴇ ᴘʀᴏᴛᴇᴄᴛ ʜᴇʀ ʟᴏᴠᴇᴅ ᴏɴᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜰᴀᴍɪʟʏ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ꜱᴋʏ ᴘᴇᴏᴘʟᴇ? ᴏʀ ᴡɪʟʟ ᴇᴠᴇʀʏᴏɴᴇ ꜱᴇᴇ, ᴛʜᴇ ꜰɪʀᴇ ɪɴ ʜᴇʀ ᴇʏᴇꜱ? -ˋˏ ༻❁༺ ˎˊ- ᴛʜᴀɴᴋ ʏᴏᴜ ꜰᴏʀ ᴀʟʟ ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴇᴀᴅꜱ, ʟᴏᴠᴇ ᴀɴᴅ ꜱᴜᴘᴘᴏʀᴛ. ᴛʜɪꜱ ʜᴜɢᴇʟʏ ᴍᴇᴀɴᴛ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴍᴇ, ɪ ᴀᴍ ᴄᴜʀʀᴇɴᴛʟʏ ʀᴇᴡʀɪᴛɪɴɢ ᴀɴᴅ ʀᴇᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ ᴛʜɪꜱ ꜱᴛᴏʀʏ, ᴛʜᴇʀᴇ ɪꜱ ᴀ ʟᴏᴛ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ɪ ᴡᴏᴜʟᴅ ʟɪᴋᴇ ᴛᴏ ᴀᴅᴅ. ᴅᴏɴ'ᴛ ꜰᴏʀɢᴇᴛ ᴛᴏ ᴄʜᴇᴄᴋ ᴏᴜᴛ ʙᴏᴏᴋ 2 ᴛʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ꜱᴛɪʟʟ ɪɴ ᴛʜᴇ ᴍᴀᴋɪɴɢ, ᴛɪᴍᴇ ꜱʟᴏᴡꜱ ᴅᴏᴡɴ.