"I'm sick of being the 'Golden Boy', the 'Savior'! I just want it all to end," I scream to no one in particular. It was another Summer at Privet Drive and I don't think I can take another moment of it. I sit up from my spot in the garden and wonder what would've happened if I join Voldemort in First Year? With a swoosh of a cape, a cold an erie voice whispers, "The offer is still on, Potter." I jump up, wand ready in my hand. Voldemort takes a step closer, revealing himself, holding out his hand. "What would I get if I join you?" "Power..." *cover art by me*

A smile twisted onto his lips. "Oh but darling brother....you expect me to be so merciful..." On that fateful night of Halloween, Dumbledore makes a fatal mistake; the wrong boy-who-lived is named. Soon after, Harry James Potter was thrown in Azkaban for no authentic reason at the age of 7. He happens to be incarcerated in the same prison cell as Bellatrix, Rodophlus, and Rabastan Lestrange. It's across from his godfather, Sirius Black, who often accesses the Lestrange's cell via his animagus form. When he is eleven years old, a single lonely brown owl shivers as it passes through the Azkaban wards. It is delivering a letter to one Harry J. Potter in Cell 777. Harry, who was trained and taught beforehand by Black and the Lestranges, recieves the letter with unsuppressed glee. He will have his revenge.

Lord Voldemort stared at the cradle where there was not one, but two children where he had only been expecting one. He leaned forward, eyes narrowed. "Which one of you... is my supposed death?" Or Albus Dumbledore's warnings came to fruition. (Originally posted on AO3, but I thought I'd start posting it here too!)

Draco Malfoy is a veela. He has to keep this a secret, but more importantly he has to find his mate. From the moment his inheritance kicks in at seventeen, the more time he spends without his mate, the more pain he will endure. I know this is a really crap description but the story itself will be better I promise!

Harry Potter was severely abused. He is a little and afraid of what will happen when others find out. Snape is the first to care for him as Harry, not as the Boy Who Lived.

Peter has been living in an orphanage for almost a year after his aunt died. He needs an escape. No one can know who he is even if he avengers are sent to investigate him on his patrols. How will he keep all this secret if the ones he's trying to keep it from end up at the orphanage? P.S. I like to think of Tom Holland being Peter, but it's ok if you think otherwise (COMPLETED!!)

It's been practically a year since Loki's attack on New York, but what happens when he suddenly shows up again? He claims that his magic is gone, so Tony trusts him and lets him into his house. But, Loki is actually hiding the fact that he is blind and he has to use his magic to "see". (FrostIron, don't like, don't read.)

ironfrost! possible mpreg. boy x boy, maybe yaoi at the beginning... yeah.

Peter Parker is an omega. He hide it from the Avengers Everyone except tony thought he was a beta Tony Stark on the other hand is an alpha He has noticed that his mate was hiding his rank from everyone. His mate is Peter parker Peter has also found out his mate is Tony but never said anything The both stayed quiet about it,not trying to bother eachother. What will Peter do when he goes into heat in the base?what will his teammates say about it?what will Tony think of him?What will Tony do?

When Tony finds a young kid alone on the streets of New York, he can't just do nothing. As it turns out, taking Peter in wasn't the worst thing he could do. Just cute little father-son fanfic of Tony and Peter. Written in 2018