I'm always at a crossroads. My family wants me dead and The Avengers don't trust me. I've never felt so alone. I need to stop my father. I need to find a way to control my powers. I need to find a way to stop the God of Mischief from getting into my book collection. -- "Look at it this way, you been given an opportunity to turn over a new leaf. You can either push it to the side or you'll take that leaf. Maya, I know how hard it is to come back from the dark but just remember that without the dark there is no light. There is no balence. No harmony. No harmony, no stability. It is up to you. Either you will stay in your cell and close yourself off from the world or you'll embrace yourself for who you are and do some good to make up for past mistakes. The decision doesn't lie with Fury or even me, it all lies with you. Whether you'll get up and fight or let the dark things consume you." "So how do I overcome the dark?" "Simple. Find some light to guide you." RECENTLY COMPLETED ✅

One brooding super-soldier with a bad reputation. One lawyer up to her neck in superhero shenanigans. Zero chance of staying out of trouble. - Leona Gupta had a simple plan: avoid drama, ignore her annoyingly persistent ex, and manage the Avengers' reputation before it implodes the whole city. Unfortunately, Bucky Barnes didn't get the memo. Between awkward run-ins, accidental flirting, and late-night motorcycle rides, Leona's carefully curated life is starting to unravel all because of Bucky Barnes and his stupidly attractive smirk. Her past is knocking, secrets are bubbling up, and somehow, she's in a fake relationship with Bucky Barnes of all people. Who knew catching feelings could be more dangerous than catching bad guys? - Updates every Wednesday and Saturday!

Amelia Daisy Rogers is Steve Rogers little sister by two years. Amelia was always smitten for her brothers best friend Bucky Barnes since her young age as she got older those feelings grew more and more. Though she suppressed her feelings from being seen - her heartache grew each and every time Bucky was with another girl. Sometimes fate has a funny way of revealing true feelings for one another... ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡ Amelia though the youngest of the trio always looked out for her boys in everyway possible and always had a heart of gold. She never liked to see others hurt and would help in anyway possible so when she saw an opportunity to help serve her country she took it in a heartbeat. ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡ Trigger Warning: - Blood, Injury & Medical - War themes & Military Violence (WWII) - Military Service & Deployment (WWII) - Explicit/smut content -Themes of death, trauma, loss and heartbreak - Dark tones ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡⋆⋆✴︎˚｡ 11/12/2025 #1 in MCUFanFiction #1 in SuperSoldier #1 in InHuman #1 in Army Medic

What happens when you bring back the Avengers-only to have them start hunting you? Meet Violet. She's a survivor with a taste for shadows, a girl Hydra couldn't erase, and the city can't pin down. To the Avengers, she's a question mark with sharp edges-part ally, part threat, always just out of reach. To most, she's only a name whispered in half-truths. But she's more than rumor. She's a storm the team isn't ready for, and one they don't know how to weather. --- Hi. I'm Violet. And if you're reading this, I should warn you-this isn't the kind of story that ends neatly. To understand how I got here, you have to start at the beginning. My parents worked for an organization called S.H.I.E.L.D. I never knew the full truth of what they did-only that one night, it cost them everything. My family. My siblings. My whole sense of safety. I was four, maybe five, when it happened. The home invasion. The night Hydra broke everything I thought was safe. That was the first time I learned survival doesn't care how young you are. --- The Daily Bugle The Black Mamba and the Avengers By Casey Winters - Photo by Violet Hasan Who is the Black Mamba? Where was she during the Blip? And more importantly-why should New Yorkers trust her? This city's no stranger to the extraordinary. First the Avengers, then Spider-Man, and now... the Black Mamba. She appeared three years ago, just after Tony Stark's sacrifice. A new face in the shadows, a vigilante who doesn't quite play by anyone's rules. But two weeks ago, something impossible happened. Stark and the rest of the fallen Avengers stepped out of a glowing portal in Central Park. Watching from the top of Stan Lee's memorial? Mamba herself-smirking, before vanishing toward a fire downtown. So was she tied to their return? Or just another "coincidence"? Personally? I don't buy coincidences. © The Daily Bugle

❝you leave like the seasons do it's quiet, unexpected, yet unforgettable and like the snowflakes love the winter i will never be able to let go of you.❞ - she doesn't know how to move on so he finds his way back to her mind, constantly. in which a broken girl finds her way of processing her past through words he will never get to read and meanwhile realises how much it all really tore her apart.

𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐋 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐍| ❝I can't control myself. You need to go away, before I hurt you.❞ ❝You won't hurt me. I know how to protect myself.❞ ❝Not against me you don't.❞ 𝐍𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚 𝐑𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐟𝐟 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐀𝐔 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐧𝐝 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 @𝐧𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐯𝐚𝐬

"she had a galaxy in her eyes, a universe in her mind..." *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ In which Cressida tries to find a missing piece of herself and ends up stumbling across a misfit team of heroes. (book one in the 'infinity' series) (avengers)

𝐈𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐬𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞𝐬 𝐚 𝐝𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟. . . . . . . . . . . We've all heard the tales of good and bad, the tales of innocent deceit and her hero, the tales that despite their nature, show us the beauty in contrast. But it's the tales of pure evil that get swept under the rug. The tales of deception, where cruelty is rewarded. The tales that have you questioning who the real villain of the story is. There's a simple philosophy to most thing in life; two wrongs 𝘯𝘦𝘷𝘦𝘳 make a right. So what ensues when you put two of the worst kinds of people together? Loyalties transfer, lines blur, and hatred ignites complete chaos. She's cunning. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘳𝘶𝘵𝘩𝘭𝘦𝘴𝘴. She's dangerous. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘷𝘪𝘤𝘪𝘰𝘶𝘴. She's evil. 𝘏𝘦'𝘴 𝘸𝘰𝘳𝘴𝘦. Or so that's what we're told. The devil is always worse. But maybe, just maybe, she's the devil in disguise, playing his advocate... . . . . . . . . . . - 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞 - 𝐄𝐧𝐞𝐦𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬 - 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐚𝐠𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞. - 𝐅𝐨𝐫𝐛𝐢𝐝𝐝𝐞𝐧. - 𝐑𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐠𝐞.

Angelique Rose Evans DiLaurentis Angelique is a member of one of the most powerful monarchies in the supernatural world: the DiLaurentis royal family, who has ruled for centuries with Phoenixes by their side. They lived in a large kingdom hidden away, deep in the woods, away from unwanted creatures and humans. Most of her kind grew their wings between the ages of two and fifteen. However, Angelique never grew hers. Now at 17 years old, she continues being shunned by her own kind, especially from both her family and friends. She watches sadly as the rest take flight and leave while Angelique is left on the ground, with no one but a little bit of her sanity attached. That was until something dark and evil attacked her home, destroying everything and everyone around it. And somehow in between all the chaos, only Angelique and her three-year-old brother, Luca, survived - ending many future generations of Phoenixes. In fear of getting tracked down and killed, Angelique takes her brother to a small town called Mystic Falls to seek help from an old friend.

˙⋆✮ 𝑻𝒉𝒊𝒔 𝒃𝒐𝒐𝒌 𝒘𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝒉𝒆𝒂𝒍 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒕𝒉𝒆 𝒘𝒂𝒚 𝒚𝒐𝒖 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒊𝒎𝒂𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒆𝒅. ───── ⋆⋅☆⋅⋆ ───── "Bataiye, kon hai hum aapke?" she cried, broken. In two strides he reached her, grabbed her arm, and turned her around sharply, pulling her into his arms. His arms locked around her trembling body as if he'd never let her go. "Jaan ho tum meri," He whispered harshly against her hair, hugging her tighter as she wept into his chest. *************** Three fucking years since she left. And yet, it feels like yesterday. I didn't stop her. I watched her pack. Silent. Cold. Pretending like I didn't care. Like her walking out of the door wasn't tearing something apart inside me. Maybe I thought if I didn't beg, if I didn't plead, I'd come off stronger. But all I did was let the only woman I ever loved slip through my fingers. And every goddamn day since, I've been living with that choice.