Tony decides it'll be fun to play '7 Minutes in Heaven'! So, here it is! This includes the Avengers, as well as Loki and Bucky, too! Read the prologue first, then choose your person! I do not own any of these characters so I do not claim them to be my own, they belong to the wonderful Marvel! If you enjoy this, feel free to check out my other Marvel fanfics!

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Idk oneshots I write about phan xx

Elizabeth lived a normal life. Her family and her were very close but she always felt like her life was missing something. One day when she went with her sister into the woods, she saw HIM. In that moment both Elizabeth and Slenderman knew...they were meant to be together... ...for all eternity...

(Eric/OC) Tobias leaves more behind in Abnegation than just his father. When his little sister follows in his footsteps, he does what he can to keep her in Dauntless, and out of others' hands.

In which Bree Higgins falls for her dad's best friend's son. edit- i was thinking about deleting this entire fic, but a lot of people still read it so i'm just going to edit it and make it less cringy :)

❝Survival is all that matters.❞ When prehistorical hell lets loose, a Jurassic World employee and two brothers struggle to stay alive in the midst of chaos as their lives hang by a thread.

Motel 6- where you may find cockroaches in the showers, questionable food in the vending machine, and maybe, possibly, some love along the way. © Copyright 2017. All rights reserved. This material may not be reproduced, displayed, modified or distributed without the express prior written permission of the copyright holder. For permission, contact _HakunaMatata_ on Wattpad.com.

** #2 in WATTYAWARDS** ** #24 in FUNNY!** **#3 in SHORT STORY** I whipped around to smell the scent of pine, cigarettes, and mint. Amused grey eyes shined, and dark, shaggy, brown hair filled my vision. His hands were in his low, dark jeans, and his muscled chest puffed out of his white t-shirt, and black leather jacket. His smirk made me tense up. "You." I glared. "Me." He smiled. The one person who could piss me off in a split second, the person who was the sole reason I am who I am today was leaning against one of the navy blue lockers. The atomic bomb just exploded in my life. And his name is Roman Quinn. DISCLAIMER: I wrote this when I was a good 12 years old. There are plot holes, spelling and grammar errors. However, this is the first thing I've ever written and somehow I am STILL proud of it and the grateful for anyone who laughed. (Even if it was just once). Viewer Discretion is Advised.