3 Works in Sharon Carter/Everett Ross
04 Oct 2019
At his age, Steve Rogers has a stellar career and a great group of friends. He thinks he has it all but after one drunken rant he realizes just how wrong he is. The question is, as the young woman had asked: what is he gonna do about it?
- Part 1 of NYC Boys
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05 Sep 2019
T'Challa could only hope Rogers hadn't seriously injured or killed any one on his quest. There had been enough death in the past weeks, God knows he couldn't handle much more right now. He was a strong man, but even the strongest can break under to much pressure.
T'Challa sighed noisily, his frustrations growing further. Shuri would be returning soon and then he had no way to stash the Avengers away. He looked out the windows of the study, staring out over the vast jungle, at the skyline cloaked in its blackness.
He prayed for strength, for guidance, for some kind of foresight of what may come.
If only his prayers had been answered. He would have been able to see what the Gods had in store for him. How his life was about to be shattered. Nothing would ever be the same. His world would forever be changed, and he didn't even know. All because he offered another sanctuary.
*My own take on what I feel should/could happen after the events of Civil War. I didn't really like the ending, so this is my way of dealing with it*
Peter/Wade is a very small part of this fic, basically a blink and miss it but I put the the tag bc they do show up eventually.
- Part 1 of Coming Undone
02 Aug 2017
My full name is Antonia Eloisa Stark, though many may know me better by simply Toni or the Iron Maiden. On the surface I’m a genius, billionaire, superhero, ex-playgirl, and a philanthropist. If you dig deeper you find my softer side which is where I am called a woman, a mother, a lover, a sister or daughter by everything but blood, and a friend. Underneath all of that you find a girl with a heart that has been broken and abandoned way too many times. I’m a girl that used to have everything and nothing. I’m the girl that pretends to be okay when I’m dying inside and pleading for help but am too scared to ask because of my past.
I’m the girl with an iron heart and I’m finally ready to tell my story.
- Part 2 of Post Captain America Civil War Stories