This Is It(Avengers Fic)
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"Paper! Get the paper! Hot off the press! War news!"
I cringed at the volume of the young boy, hurrying to hand him a nickel so I could escape his vocal chords. I don't blame him for being so loud, you can barely hear anything over the cars and yelling sailors in New York.
"More young men are sent to Europe, Hitler advances, what's new?" I grumbled at the rather repetitive news. Human news articles were usually more chaotic but lately they've only been allowed to print the same things. I only came to Earth because of the war but it seems to be a bust.
"Well, we have been able to push the Germans back in Africa," I looked up from the paper to see a rather small and sickly looking man, "page 4, the name's Steve, Steve Rogers." He reached his rather small and shaky hand towards me.
"Aggie, nice to meet you Steve," I took his icy hand in mine, his firm grip shocked me, he didn't look like he had the energy to lift a spoon, "thanks for the tip."
"It's nice to meet you too, Aggie, where ya headin' this morning?"
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"Hold on!" He asks vehemently. "What do you want?" I ask, irritated. His blue eyes widen and still manage to shine in the dim moonlight, his dark, golden hair looking like a halo on his head. America's golden boy he is. He hesitates at my question, as if he doesn't even know himself. "Why don't you come back with me? I can get you some food, a warm bed, some clean clothes?" He offers kindly. I look at him skeptically. "Back where? Your ivory tower?" I sass. He presses his lips together before jumping to the other dumpster. "Look, I just want to help. It doesn't matter what the press says. They get a lot wrong anyway." He shoots a smile down at me to try and win me over. "Well, that's wonderfully patriotic of you," I hop down and start walking down the alley away from him. "but no thanks." I slip my thumbs under the straps of my backpack and clutch on. Steve Rogers appears next to me in seconds, walking with me. I create distance between us, making sure we don't touch. Before he opens his mouth, I stop us both, my temper flaring up. "Look, I have no interest in being your charity case. I don't want to be in the press, used as an example of how good the Avengers are, or any of that shit. I just want to be left alone!" I huff, pulling my backpack tighter against my back to resist punching Captain America. Steve's eyes go to my still bloody knuckles in the dim light and his eyebrows furrow even further. "Oh, dear god." I complain at seeing more concern on his face. Before he can put a gentle hand on my shoulder and give me a rousing speech about justice or something I kick him hard in the balls. As soon as he leans over I start sprinting. I reach another dumpster and jump on top of it, then leap to the nearest fire escape. Then, I'm on the roof and feel like I'm flying. Some people've gotta learn the hard way; not everyone wants to be saved. SEQUEL 'Into the Ring' IS UP NOW! *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE.*Concluída
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𝚂𝚘𝚏𝚒𝚊 I've always seen him. But he's never seen me. At least, not since that night. The night they made me one of them. And then they pushed me away. Got older, left town, left me. They built me up, just to bring me back down. Now, I wasn't scared. And they would find out what happens when you play with the little devil, The very one he created. 𝙷𝚎 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚖𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝙸 𝚜𝚎𝚎 𝚑𝚒𝚖? ☆═━┈┈━═☆ 𝚂𝚝𝚎𝚟𝚎 I've always worked overtime to keep her out of my orbit. But her pull was strong, I wanted her. I needed her. A moment of desire, one that I paid for. I made her one of us, I took her with us that night. I unleashed a devil. And then I left. We left. We grew up, we moved, we left her. We built her up, we tore her down, we ignored her. Now, she was hard to ignore. She was always ours to push away, now we were trying to pull her in. We learned that when you create a little devil, You have to learned to play with your creation. 𝙸 𝚜𝚊𝚠 𝚑𝚎𝚛, 𝙸 𝚊𝚕𝚠𝚊𝚢𝚜 𝚑𝚊𝚟𝚎, 𝚋𝚞𝚝 𝚠𝚘𝚞𝚕𝚍 𝚠𝚎 𝚊𝚌𝚝 𝚘𝚗 𝚍𝚎𝚜𝚒𝚛𝚎? *This is a dark romance, suitable for 18 and older, there will be sexually explicit content, foul language, mention of drugs and alcohol, illegal behavior, manipulation etc, please read at your own discretion.* *I am not responsible for your media consumption, but I will do my best to put warnings on chapters with dark content in them* *This is book one in an interconnected series, welcome to the Phantoms of the Night*Concluída
Dark Secret
The cold water dripped inside on my cell, as the droplets hit my bare back, I could only shudder from the feel. I knew he would be back any given minute. He had another PR meeting with his team, Captain America, what a joke. If only they really knew who he was. A monster that Hydra cooked up. I could hear the other man groaning, they had started pumping him with more super soldier serum to keep him alive, but his body was rejecting it. Whenever I was able to, I would sneak off to the corner of my cell and talk to him, he would never respond, but I had a feeling it comforted him knowing I was here for him. Like I had a choice. Where could I go? I couldn't remember who I was, not strong enough to fight off Steve, or smart enough to get myself out. I heard the heavy door to my cell room creak open, heavy footsteps walked in, stopping right in front of me. "Wow, I had a really long day! All I need to do is unwind with my little Sarah." I didn't even bother screaming, I was just so numb to it. This story contains alot of explicit sex scenes, triggers of violence, rape, Stockholm syndrome, abuse, and kidnapping. 18 and older content. I do not own the rights to any of the characters besides Sarah/Ava. #24 in Steve Roger's Stories out of 34.5K #1 Marvel out of 104K November 1st 2022 #1 Loki out of 31.3K November 1st 2022 #1 Adult Content out of 9.23K Nov. 15, 2022 #16 Chris Evans out of 8.5kConcluída
All my life (Bucky Barnes x reader)
I'm Y/n Rogers, Steve's little sister. Our parents took me in at a young age and I grew up with him. Even if we weren't blood, Steve and I were extremely close. We protected each other and had each other's backs no matter what. When we met Bucky, the 3 of us became inseparable. We even joined the United States Army together. Me and Bucky were recruited right away, but no one believed Steve had what it took, besides us. And man were we right. Life becomes more than I ever expected. I discover that what is supposed to be impossible, is possible. After decades of torture and experiments, I find my way back to my long lost brother and join the Avengers. I thought my life ended when I lost my big bro and the love of my life in the ice all those years ago, but it is just now beginning. Contains smut and language. I'm not your mom so I can't stop you from reading but I did warn you. I hope you enjoy as this is my first book. Feel free to leave comments on anything you like.Concluída
Queen
"I'm guessing you're here to try and recruit me? Again?" I ask him patiently. I believe this is the fifth-time Nick Fury has come calling. Each and every time I have turned him down, but eventually he comes back and proposes the same thing. "No, I'm here to see if you'd like some girl scout cookies. The Samoa's are selling really well this year." Nick sasses while giving me his signature glare. I smirk. He's a sarcastic jerk, but he is funny. "Oh, well in that case..." I start and trail off, knowing it'll make him even more frustrated. He huffs and my smirk grows. "Why do you want me so bad?" I ask, honestly wanting to know. I watch Nick as he sighs deeply and clasps his hands in front of him. "Your skill set is equal to the best that we have. You would be an invaluable part of the team." He explains, but he knows that isn't what I mean. We stare at each other for a moment before he sighs again. "Your history only makes you more of an impressive subject." He continues and I groan. "The point is that you would help put an end to what happened to you, on a global scale." He says. "Think about it, Shifter." Nick drops a folder on the concrete and starts to walk back to the exit of the roof. I flip through the folder lazily, barely skimming the papers, but I know all of the names already. Once I've gone through most of it I stop and toss it in the dust behind me. Reading it was useless. I wasn't made to be any sort of hero. I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND THE SITUATIONS I CREATE.Concluída
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❝How does it feel?❞ I ask. ❝Excuse me?❞ ❝How does it feel to wake up seventy years after the war?❞ I correct. ❝Lots have changed, of course. This.. technology, it's very handy. Its like entering a vortex of some kind of...❞ ❝New world?❞ I finish his sentence. ❝Yeah, some kind of new world.❞ To be only 23 and have no idea what even is going on, I practically sit on the same boat as Steve Rogers along with Bruce Banner. I've discovered my powers not long ago. I was 18 when I killed my parents. It was never on purpose. A stupid argument drove us off a bridge. I didn't know I've lost control when the steering wheel made a sharp turn. I was the only one to survive. I've moved past my parent's death. I've learned to control myself and my abilities. But what was to come next has changed my life forever. NOTE: THIS TAKES PLACE ON THE FIRST AVENGERS MOVIE, 2012. I ONLY OWN KATE MCCAN.Concluída
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The curtain around the hospital bed slides open to reveal an African American man with warm eyes. He walks in with an easy smile and a white man steps in just behind him with dark blue eyes and near black brown waves that fall to his shoulders. The man behind him catches my eye, his eyes a bright blue with a crown of golden hair. Our eyes meet and his crystal blue ones widen. Déjà vu hits me like a truck and my mind bounces back to a fuzzy night a couple of months ago full of hard liquor. While I can't remember many things from that night, I do remember those blue eyes vividly. My lips pop open and a blush tints my cheeks as well as his. Oh, Jesus, I had a one-night stand with Captain America. Reagan Monroe was born with a gift she never wanted and hates to use now. She's isolated herself, but since life is relatively shit, trouble still manages to find her. After defending a kid from some goons, a certain group of superheroes finds her and it turns out she already knows one of them. And not in the most flattering of ways. *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS OR MARVEL IN ANY WAY. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE*Concluída
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Goddess Of Nature [Avengers]
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Bruised
Running. Ugh. How long have I been running? My small hands shove people out of the way the best I can but I'm mostly just twisting and turning through the crowds. Still, I can almost feel his hands still on me. Reaching towards me, grabbing my shirt, pulling me back into his bruising hands. Suddenly, I run straight into someone and fall back on my butt. "Christ, kid." A tall man curses and looks down at me with bright blue eyes that widen when he sees the look of pure fear on my face. "You alright?" He offers me his gloved hand and I search his face. He's familiar. The news. I've seen him on tv with the Avengers. I grab onto his offered hand with both of mine. This might be my only chance to escape. Percy has what some would call a complicated family life. While running from her life, she runs into a certain supersoldier. As much as Bucky would like to think he's a hard man, he can't resist helping this little girl. And maybe getting a little more attached than he should. *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS ONLY THE CHARACTERS I CREATE*Concluída
"Hold on!" He asks vehemently. "What do you want?" I ask, irritated. His blue eyes widen and still manage to shine in the dim moonlight, his dark, golden hair looking like a halo on his head. America's golden boy he is. He hesitates at my question, as if he doesn't even know himself. "Why don't you come back with me? I can get you some food, a warm bed, some clean clothes?" He offers kindly. I look at him skeptically. "Back where? Your ivory tower?" I sass. He presses his lips together before jumping to the other dumpster. "Look, I just want to help. It doesn't matter what the press says. They get a lot wrong anyway." He shoots a smile down at me to try and win me over. "Well, that's wonderfully patriotic of you," I hop down and start walking down the alley away from him. "but no thanks." I slip my thumbs under the straps of my backpack and clutch on. Steve Rogers appears next to me in seconds, walking with me. I create distance between us, making sure we don't touch. Before he opens his mouth, I stop us both, my temper flaring up. "Look, I have no interest in being your charity case. I don't want to be in the press, used as an example of how good the Avengers are, or any of that shit. I just want to be left alone!" I huff, pulling my backpack tighter against my back to resist punching Captain America. Steve's eyes go to my still bloody knuckles in the dim light and his eyebrows furrow even further. "Oh, dear god." I complain at seeing more concern on his face. Before he can put a gentle hand on my shoulder and give me a rousing speech about justice or something I kick him hard in the balls. As soon as he leans over I start sprinting. I reach another dumpster and jump on top of it, then leap to the nearest fire escape. Then, I'm on the roof and feel like I'm flying. Some people've gotta learn the hard way; not everyone wants to be saved. SEQUEL 'Into the Ring' IS UP NOW! *I DO NOT OWN THE AVENGERS. ONLY THE CHARACTERS AND SITUATIONS I CREATE.*
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