The story of your sexual capitulation told by the bloodthirsty supervillain who discovered your secret identity, ruined every chance of you maintaining a normal functioning relationship, and is kinda-sorta (without a doubt, definitely) obsessed with you. ***** Your name is Hector Jean-Baptiste. By day you're an upstanding college student: rugby star, stellar Haitian son, autism activist. By night you're Makeshift, an electrokinetic powerhouse hailed as the greatest superhero of our generation. Keeping your beloved alter ego a secret shouldn't be an issue, but recently your sadistic archnemesis, Vortex, can't seem to grasp the importance of personal space... Basically, the deadliest villain in the world disguises himself as a charming barista intending to seduce, corrupt, and destroy America's favorite poster boy (AKA You) only to fall dangerously in love with the kind-hearted man (Also You) behind the mask instead. Whoops? ★ Featured during #CelebrateBlackStories, #BlackPride2021, and #WrittenwithPride2021 ★ Wattpad Certified Fresh Read CONTENT WARNING: This story contains strong language, mild violence, sensual themes, and mentions of racism and homophobia.

One baking "mission" can turn into so much more. With winter starting early and that numb feeling and subconscious feeling to cut you feel like you're drowning in food and in the comments in your head suicidal tendencies

[CONTAINS SMUT] ❗️18+❗️ ⚠️ Cringe warning ⚠️ ~~~ You weren't exactly an Avenger... and you weren't not... it was complicated. Yes you lived in the tower, yes you technically had powers but it was nothing special. You were just Tony Stark's Crazy inventor niece. Being the odd one out was your talent. From music to fashion. You always had an eye for men who were dark and mysterious... low behold, your friend, Thor, brings his brother who fit just that description. ~~~ I do not own Marvel All characters go to Marvel and Disney and of course Stan Lee