𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐱𝐢𝐚; 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐱𝐲𝐠𝐞𝐧; 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ༄ 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐀 had learned early how to disappear. Not just into shadows, but into herself- into silence, into stillness, into the spaces between who she was and who they made her become. She moved quietly through the world, never leaving more than a breath behind. Most people never noticed her. The ones who did never looked twice. At night, the dreams returned. Fragments, half-formed. A hallway bathed in red light. Snow falling without sound. And sometimes-briefly- a man with a metal arm who never said a word, but always seemed to be waiting. She didn't know his name. Didn't know why she remembered him, or if it was even a memory at all. But something lingered. A feeling she hadn't chosen. A pull she couldn't ignore. 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐀 was not chasing answers. She was following the quiet rhythm of something older, something buried, something that had always known its way back. ༄ marvel cinematic universe. oc x bucky barnes. slow burn. ON HOLD until ??? playlist on spotify @tesherplaylists

DISCLAIMER: if violent or distressing content, angst, and suffering make you uncomfortable, please do not read! while this fic does not consist of JUST that, it has quite a lot of it. Lillian Montgomery was once the pinnacle of beauty in Staten Island. Graceful, small in stature, with a face so perfectly symmetrical it seemed sculpted by the gods. She was meant for a bright future, a life of promise. But in 1945, at just eighteen years old, that future was stolen. At the order of Hydra, she was taken by the Winter Solider, marking the beginning of a nightmare that would stretch across 70 years. Hydra made her into a masterpiece of destruction. A living firestorm, a whisper of death.Their newest weapon, perfected through agonizing experiments that granted her the ability to incinerate anything with a single thought. When she wasn't reducing enemies to ash, she was a possession, a plaything meant to serve the only men who truly owned her: the very people who stole her life away. Now, in 2015, on a mission to eliminate Nick Fury, chaos erupts. For the first time in decades, Lillian is outside of Hydra's grasp. Torn between a new life and the only existence she's ever known, she faces an impossible choice; stay in the light, or return to the only man who has ever made her feel real... even if he was her cage. COVER ART: found on pinterest. it is NOT mine, but no artist was attached. if you are the artist, please contact me and i'd be happy to change the cover or credit you! 💞

I have a theory about the human mind. A brain is a lot like a computer. It will only take so many facts, and then it will go on overload and blow up. pre CA:TWS - tbc fem!oc insert © copyright 2025 ╱ sebsworldd

"𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭, 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐦𝐲 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬, 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐲 𝐈 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭, 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞" Liliya Hart spent eight years as a puppet of Hydra's, after being captured at 16. Her powers, now almost drained completely, we're used to power Hydra's machines, and her body, used to aid their workers.. physically. Now 24, Liliya is living in the avengers tower, with someone all too familiar. Stirring emotions, she is tormented by memories and terrified of touch. Set in post-CATWS and pre-CACW. Follows MCU timeline with a few tweaks. 𝐈 𝐝𝐨 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐞 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐚𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐋𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐲𝐚. 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐚𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞𝐫𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥.

Peter Parker, once upon a time known as Penny, is kicked out of his apartment by May after she finds out he is Spider-Man. What will Peter do? Will Tony figure out things about Peter? What will he think? Trigger warning for this story and I do not own any of the characters or Marvel.