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𝐀𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐀 loved ballet with every fibre of her being. She had been placed in the red room from the ripe age of four years old and had trained there ever since. She had become known throughout the red room over the years as the most advanced ballerina that they've ever had since the previous traitor Natasha Romanoff who used to train there. Avery often spent additional time training in ballet classes with the older widows due to her advanced abilities. Though, what had supposed to of been a normal day in 2016 but had been anything but, the red room had suddenly been destroyed and the individual who just happened to save Avery from nearing her own death had been the one and only Natasha Romanoff. There had also been another woman-somebody that the seven year old had never laid eyes on before or knew anything about though eventually learned that her name was Yelena. Avery ends up becoming their captive. ────୨ৎ──── Cover made by @alienboywp !

Natahsa was running from the guards and Widows who were chasing her. The whole Red Room was after them. She was worried, not because of herself, but because of Moudy, she was only four months old... 13 years later Moudy goes to normal school while training in SHIELD's academy to be an agent. She had been assigned her first mission ever, but she didn't know they were still chasing her...

Dark slash is some of my my dark storys. I hope you enjoy them

Would you bet your best friend's kiss on a race? Probably not. But Here in this house, we are adamant that girls can like pretty cars too!! This one goes to the man that changed my views on the world's worst Homestuck character.

Just another solkat fanfic. Yes, solkat is my otp, and you will see a lot of it from me. :P

Umm... this is my first time writing a lemon so pleaze don't hate. I'm also really sorry for the shityness

Homestuck Fanfiction Your name is Eridan Ampora you are bipolar sometimes suicidal and depressed you and your Moirail Sollux Captor who is also bipolar are recording your chat logs and meet ups in this book

Yeah boi SolNep Salem fanfic. Hey demons, it's me, ya boi, Yeah I'm back hello

Trolls and party games. :33< and the ships!! The shipsssssss!!!!

Sollux just wanted to have a fun night, see some friends and get out of the house. Never thought he'd end up getting pulled into a qudrant with the troll he hated the most. - Trigger Warning! There is mentions and descriptions of self harm, depression, some gore momments

every thing from asks yo dares to random shit from my crazy head

I Feel Like There Is Not Enough Of These.

A series of fluffy one-shots in which you, the reader, need some hugs, and god dammit you are going to get them. xReader, varying between red and pale, mostly up to interpretation, and I'll try to keep it gender-neutral. Most of this probably requires an AU to make sense, but I won't specify much, and the details of the world aren't really important- we're here for fluff, not plot. I'll try to update as often as I have time to, for my happiness and yours. Rather than try to leave blanks like [whatever's bothering you], I'll center each chapter around something different, including things like bad days and nightmares as well as more serious issues, be it something that's been bothering me or just what I felt like writing. I'll take as many requests as I can, given a character and a problem for our reader to deal with, even if it's not what I usually write. That means if you want hugs from Equius, you will get some goddamn hugs from Equius. (I can't guarantee I'll be great at writing any particular character, but I can sure as hell try.) I write these because they make me happy and hopefully make you happy and you deserve to be happy and GOD FUCKING DAMMIT JUST BE HAPPY. Enjoy! Homestuck and its characters belong to Andrew Hussie, and VirgilLikesToDance made the cover for me, using some art I found on google images. (If we used your art, let me know and I'll be happy to give credit!)

Get it? Homestuck, lovestuck...no? okay... Stories featuring our favorite Homestuck characters.