Bruceebbruce Stories

What happens if you are a girl with my mum who is a agent of an you who lives in the compound whit other superheroes

2 sets of friend 2 loves Tony x Ella Bruce x saffron This is just for fun so read it if you want or don't there are some random bits in this but it dosnt follow any time line of anything I don't own any of the marvel characters I just own the ones iv made up Hope you enjoy Oh and my and my friend are making this so 2 styles of writing I'm doing Tony x Ella and my friends doing Bruce x saffrons

What if Tony managed to punch Loki in the face hard enough? Breaking the mind control, what would happen then? What if Loki never 'died' in Thor the Dark World, and something worse rises. What if Loki was there in Age of Ultron? What if Loki killed Thanos? What if the real villain of this story arose because of Tony and Loki? Everything and anything is possible via imagination! *I don't own any of these characters; they are all property of the MCU.* #109 in FrostIron #10 in Lokiilaufeloki

The daughter of a father who didn't want her is back. The father of the daughter is a genius, billionaire, playboy, philanthropist. Where has she been for ten years? Boarding school. One of Boston's, and maybe even the East Coast, most renowned, very private and elite, boarding school. Why is she back? Simple. Girls gone wild is only a college thing, and it gets people thrown out of their plaid skirts, and booted back into a city where skirts are seen as fancy in school. New York is different from what she's had. The people - Agents and 'Hero's' and Gods, are different from the rich morons in blue knit sweaters and bottle blondes. Getting drunk in the city is different than getting drunk in Dorm Hall C, and a single room rather than three roommates is so different. That's all Madeleine Mason Von-Stark can feel in her veins and she doesn't know how to not feel it. Everything in her life can change and she doesn't want to change. Change her way of speaking, her hair, her shoes, her person. Nobody feels like anybody, besides maybe two people in her life currently, and nothing - not even her skin, is fitting how it did. How will she cope with this sudden lost and gain in her life, will she shake her thoughts of her smoke-filled, shiny shoes, squashed up past and grow to be fond of the group her father can live with - and be happy, the happy that he gave her up for, with these people?