"You think vampires are hot because you want to be craved so badly that your presence sustains another person." Simon Riley had his life stolen more than once, and somehow he chose to keep standing, walking, fighting. He hadn't lost that desire to put things right in the world. It seemed other humans did sustain him, in a way. In a way he despised and railed against. But still, he clung to the fringes of their lives, driven by the idea that if he couldn't have a life of his own, the next best thing is making sure they didn't suffer the same. Eventually, someone saw him, gave him some routine, some purpose, and he clung to that like a life line. He would never have a normal life. He supposed he had never really wanted one. But every once in a beautiful blue moon, something showed up that filled him with earth-shattering, grave-digging sadness at the knowledge that it wasn't an option. CW: Check tags. There will be some blood, and talk of Simon's past trauma including SA.

Simon was an unstoppable force, but Fate was an immovable object. Stationary. When you ignore it, and put up walls to secure yourself, it only delays the inevitable. Unavailing. It doesn't stop it. Moments in time slowly drill their way through, picking an open scab until it turns to scar tissue. It will break your skin until it drains you. You will deteriorate into ashes, scattered by the wind. And if you force yourself against Fate, shielded with a lifetime of trauma that you use to protect yourself- you're forced to recognize why you put the walls up in the first place. Every moment full of agony, abuse, anguish. Your walls will crumble, because Fate never fails. And as Fate tore the first wall apart, Simon was pushed.

The new guy in the 141, Soap, doesn't have a filter when it comes to flirting. Ghost has no idea how to cope with that. He can't afford to lose face in front of his peers, so he decides to just... play along. The problem is, they keep getting closer, so Soap decides they must be dating. In fact, it is so obvious, everyone agrees- everyone but oblivious Ghost. He is just happy to make a friend, to finally be able to share his past with someone, until he slowly realizes his feelings are growing into much more than friendship. Crossposted on Ao3, Username Hochseeperle

It took almost 80 years, but Steve Rogers finally found the right partner. *This story isn't mature. Wattpad added the tag for some reason.

He made his life choices, without thinking about the consequences that would follow in pursuit. He's loved, and he's lost, but he found love again, and then lost it once more. He fell in love with a man who he would have given the world for, but lost him due to his life choices as well. It almost seemed like a miracle that he used the phone he gave him for emergencies, he believed that the man wanted to make things better between them, only to have found out when he touched the soil of New York he once walked on, that he was betrayed by said man. Steve loved Tony with all of his heart, but said genius betrayed him, got him locked up in the Raft prison, making him suffer, waiting out the days until he accepted death. But maybe, just maybe there was a bigger reason for what Tony did. But the real question is, can their relationship be fixed, or is it destined to fail. Highest Rankings: #9 in Stony #668 in Steve #32 in superhusbands

When independent assassin Aster Hart is sent by General Ross to find and ultimately dispose of newly declared fugitive Steve Rogers, she begins to question to herself just why the US government would want him dead rather than alive and in custody. With her assassination attempt on him failing, Steve gives Aster a choice. Either join him on the run and redeem herself, or die trying to leave. The choice is obvious, and the pair soon become closer after their frosty introduction. During this time Aster and Steve do their own digging and discover that Ross is biting off more than he can chew. His allegiances lie with the enemy than to his country, and now it's down to them to stop him. Warning 18+ - Contains swearing, mature themes and eventual smut. I don't own any of the Marvel characters, just my own OC.

Tommy is an ordinary sixteen-year-old avion who is trying to get by in life. He is the owner of a café who works alone and does not get a lot of sleep. One night he finds himself in an alleyway bringing him into the café and healing one of the most wanted criminals, soon becoming the personal healers of the syndicate that consists of Siren, The Blade, Zephyrus, Nuke, Ender, Daedalus, and Nemesis, and The Warden. All ships will be platonic

ART IS NOT MINE!!! Quackity had just broken up with his finances, Karl and Sapnap not so long ago. Now he had built up his nation, and it was beautiful. But Quackity felt something was missing. He needed a lover, no he wanted a lover. So, one day, a feather comes off of his wing, and he decides to wish upon it. He didn't know that it landed on his greatest enemy's head. TW: SWEARING ETC

Tommy Innit Also known as the Vigilante Theseus makes a stupid decision that lands him working for the hero tower under cover of his civilian identity. While working for the heroes he has the occasional run in with the villain organization 'The Syndicate'. A rising evil causes him to lose trust in those around him and rely on past allies. Or Tommy's a vigilante who ends up working for the dream team and gets adopted by villains, who will win the custody battle? read to find out Or Another Tommy Vigilante au because I read them a lot and decided to write my own. Book 2: Siren Songs and Cherry Bombs This is my first story so please be nice. There will be spelling errors. I don't have a constant updating schedule. I just update wen I can. I'm doing this for fun

Eighteen years ago, Tommy Innit was born. Three years ago, the vigilante Vermillion appeared. One year ago, Vermillion was killed. Two weeks ago, hybrids began disappearing, only to reappear as monstrous versions of their former selves. A few minutes ago, Vermillion was spotted.