"You can't be my kid, I've got way too many responsibilities." Tony crossed his arms and stood his ground. This wasn't just an argument over chocolate milk vs strawberry milk. It was battle for dominance. "It's not like you're winning the father of the year award," his daughter glared at him, mirroring his stanc...
~ This fanfic follows the journey of Civil War from the perspective of the Vision ~ "Wanda, I believe I'm beginning to find you attractive." She choked, hacking vigorously on a popcorn kernel. I considered assisting her with the Heimlich manoeuvre, but thought better of it when her coughing subsided. "Are you alri...
Not long after the events of the Avengers, life is going great for Clint and Natasha. The newly wed couple couldn't be happier with their life, but of course things can't stay that way with their line of work. In the time frame of a week, Natasha has a secret and Clint has a daughter that he never knew about with an e...
*Second Book, advising to read the first* *That may have been self promoting* |Wanda/Vision| ~Civil war, before and after.~ (Basically, I suck at summaries, so don't ask for one.)
What if one of tony Stark's many hook ups resulted in a little girl? What if he never knew? What if that same little girl came looking for him in New York? This is the story of Antoinette Derica Blaise Blake and her search for and discovery of her father tony stark
//her world is no more// \\for her soul is as red as blood\\//and the balance in her heart tipped with death//\\her world is no more\\//for she is dead and gone//\\along with the soul of the one she once loved\\
{Marvel Cinematic Universe} {Avengers: Age of Ultron} {Wanda Maximoff x The Vision} A Scarlet Vision one-shot. From Vision's POV.
~"You are not alone."~ *Before and after AOU* \Wanda|Vision/ •Now Completed• .Editing.
At eighteen, Jade Sampson thought she had found the one man she would spend the rest of her life with, Austin Giles. He had been a long time childhood friend and later became her high school sweetheart. He was perfect in every way... or that's what she once thought. It was your typical hot southern, summer afternoon...