"In the darkness of the bassinet's hood, the baby's face was shadowed. For a moment, Steve imagined Hodge's blond curls and blue eyes. Imagining that cute little chin quivering as another cry erupted from the little bundle. Going off instinct, Steve unbuttoned his sleep shirt before lifting the baby into his arms. Guiding their little face to his chest and only briefly wincing when they finally latched. Steve could admit to himself that this was what he always wanted. The moonlight shone brighter, revealing a plush slider beside the bassinet. Sitting, Steve started a gentle sway as he gazed down at the baby. At his baby. A precious little cherub of a blessing with rosy cheeks and blood-red lips. As they nursed, their little hand came up to cup Steve's chest. Steve couldn't help but admire the little hand, even if their little claws were too sharp as they dug into Steve's flesh. Wait. Claws? Staring down at the baby, they opened their eyes. Their black eyes. Deep and monstrous and not their father's piercing blue eyes! Pulling the baby off his nipple, the milk dripped down a dimpled chin. No, not milk. Blood. Steve's blood! In shock, Steve stared in horror at the evil creature as it started to scream in distress. Their white skin turned blotchy before breaking out in a deep red, like a rose. Little horns sprouting from their dark hair while they scratched at Steve's hands and kicked their hooved feet. Their hooved feet! He couldn't help himself, he screamed. His screeching was almost as loud as the baby's. This is wrong! THIS IS WRONG!" -Modern AU -Smut and other mature content -Omegaverse -Horror and dark romance ***I don't own Marvel or the characters of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, nor any of the other Marvel characters

FBI Profiler, Will Graham, is secretly a killer. As a child, he met Death, and the experience was invigorating. To see him again, he killed and killed, but no matter the attempts, Death never showed. It wasn't until a certain turn of events led him to his long-awaited meeting. Death had a son, and his name is Hannibal Lecter. ... COMPLETED - May 12, 2020 Rye Ambrose

"Both feet steady on the curb, Steve looked up at the house. For a moment, wondering what it looked like before. Glancing to his left and right, Steve wondered what this abandoned suburban street was like before. Wondered if kids freely rode their bikes and cheerfully shouted the way kids do. Did. The world was more somber now. Taking in a grounding breath, Steve headed up the steps. It was a long shot that she'd still live here. But it was worth a shot. And Steve was far past desperate. He would go to the ends of the earth and track down even the smallest of tips if he even thought that it might lead to something. Which, was what he was doing, he guessed. If no one answered, he'd... Well, he didn't really know what he'd do." -Spoilers to MCU films -Implied smut and other mature content -My first Canon-Divergence fic, so fingers crossed BOOK ONE OF NOT WITHOUT YOU SERIES ***I don't own Marvel or the characters of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, nor any of the other Marvel characters

"The pair settled into a comfortable silence, enjoying the tranquility that flowed through the bond from both of them being satisfied. These were some of the moments that Bucky loved the most. Just being. With their pups and Steve happy, it was only natural for Bucky to be happy too. Of course, a loud thud shattered that quiet serenity and a loud cry caused Steve to climb from the rocking chair. All the while, Bucky leaned over the bed, as if that would help him see down the hallway to the kids' rooms. It didn't, and one would think that living there for the past two months, Bucky would remember that." -Modern Stucky AU -Smut and other mature content BOOK TWO OF ROAD TO MY HEART SERIES ***I don't own Marvel or the characters of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, nor any of the other Marvel characters

"It was now or never. Racing to the closet, Bucky pulled down a duffle bag. Not quite thinking as he started shoving random clothes in the black bag. Only staying half-aware, so he wouldn't pack any of Brock's clothes by mistake. He didn't want his orange-juice-after-brushing-teeth scent anywhere near him. Even if his omega mind was begging him to pack the sleep shirt that belonged to the alpha because when Brock was happy it was like sipping on mojitos at the club when the DJ was playing their song. Shaking his head, Bucky zipped the duffle up and slung it over his shoulder. Ignoring how it sat uncomfortably on his bruised shoulder as he exited their bedroom. Nope, not theirs anymore. Just Brock's. It would never be Bucky's ever again. The only way he would come back was in a body bag." -Modern Stucky AU -Language and other mature content -Some depictions of past domestic violence and child abuse -My first A/B/O fic, so I hope it turns out okay BOOK ONE OF ROAD TO MY HEART SERIES ***I don't own Marvel or the characters of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, nor any of the other Marvel characters

"Pressing his lips together in an attempt to calm his utter happiness, Steve gave Brock's hands a giddy squeeze. Especially once the pastor turned towards Brock and instructed, 'Repeat after me. 'I, Brock Henry Rumlow.'' Taking in a deep breath, Brock started, 'I, Brock Henry Rumlow.' 'Take you, Steven Grant Rogers,' the pastor continued. 'Take,' Brock paused. 'Take,' the pastor encouraged, 'Take you, Steven Grant Rogers.' Brock nodded, clearing his throat, 'Take, take you... Steve... take you, Steve --' Steve leaned forward, urging Brock to continue. Already knowing exactly what to say because he had been waiting for this day, this moment, since he was a kid. 'I can't,' Brock said instead. Steve blinked a couple of times, 'What?' Brock lowered his voice and repeated, 'I can't. I can't do this.' Leaning closer, 'This really isn't funny.' 'I'm not joking,' Brock assured. Brock shook his head and gave the room a side glance as he clarified, 'This... isn't what I... want.' -Modern Stucky AU -Smut and other mature content -Some depictions of domestic violence -Some descriptions of embalming a body BOOK ONE OF EVERY NEW BEGINNINGS SERIES ***I don't own Marvel or the characters of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, nor any of the other Marvel characters

"Steve turned, pushing his glasses back up the bridge of his nose before he looked up at Bucky. The way that Bucky looked at him sent a chill down his spine. Completely taken every time that Bucky looked at him like that. And the thing that surprised Steve the most was that Bucky wasn't looking at him any differently than the way he normally did. Steve didn't know how he had missed the softness in his gaze all those years. How he could overlook the obvious adoration. Tenderly taking Steve's face in his large hand, Bucky leaned in. Slowly, until finally his lips touched Steve's. Lighting Steve up like a live wire, with just the barest of touches. How could someone have such an affect over another --" -Modern Stucky AU -Language and other mature content -My first angst fic, so fingers crossed it goes well! BOOK TWO OF CHILLING ADVENTURES OF STEVE ROGERS ***I don't own Marvel or the characters of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, nor any of the other Marvel characters

"As though his feet were controlled by something other than himself, Steve stepped out of the trees. Not paying attention to any of the other figures standing as still as statues, Steve crossed the well-lit area. His eyes roamed over the boy. He was taller with a fit, muscular frame. A frame that Steve had never possessed, but had dreamed about being housed in all his life. The boy was the embodiment of perfect. With golden tan skin and caramel colored freckles that dusted his broad shoulders, Steve felt dizzy. This was everything that Steve wanted. This was everything that Steve had been promised. A strong, capable body that would be his as soon as he signed his name in Hydra's book. Signed away his life for the cause. Become another one of Alveus' minions. Be another hive-mind." -Modern Stucky AU -Smut and other mature content -This is my first horror fic, so fingers crossed it goes well! BOOK ONE OF CHILLING ADVENTURES OF STEVE ROGERS ***I don't own Marvel or the characters of Steve Rogers and Bucky Barnes, nor any of the other Marvel characters

In which Tauriel, Captain Of ElvenKing Thranduil of Mirkwood's Guard, is portrayed in a new, badass light. Peter Jackson created her (seemingly solely) for a nonexistent love triangle between characters, to add romance for audience appeal. He gave her no real purpose for the movie, other than adding unnecessary drama to the mix (again, for audience appeal) But what if, she was more than just a young damsel in distress, in need of a lover? More than just a naïve, reckless figure in love? What if, she were Mirkwood's highest ranking warrior, trained in the deadly art of defense, her main focus to protect her beloved people, (though most especially the King and his son) from whatever harm there may be in the deep dark of Mirkwood, and the evil beyond? ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ For many years, the young fiery tempered elleth trained under the guard of Mirkwood, learning to master both blade and bow. Every day she worked hard to earn her place amongst the others. Her determination, skill and attitude soon ranked her higher than her comrades, who were weary of the strange elleth. She had always been....different, than the others. And for this most of he elves kept their distance from her. She was colder, distant, fierce. So unlike the other elleths of Mirkwood, who preferred the warm enclosure Thranduil's halls provided. Perhaps her cold heart and face was best explained by her past. One that she told not a single soul.... Cover made by @Storm_Herald!! Started 8/5/18 - #111 in battle 8/8/18 #19 in Tauriel 9/8/18 #3 in battleofthefivearmies 3/1/19

When a new patient is admitted to Stark Asylum with a murky past and a singular obsession with his psychologist things are bound to get a little stucky...I mean sticky. (Asylum AU) Ps. If you haven't already guessed I own nothing, the characters are a product of the genius mind of Stan the man Lee I've only changed the situations. Also ...... <=These are line breaks ( And) <=anything inside these are thoughts or flashbacks