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 "I forgive you." ... "I killed your parents." ----------------------------------- Tony rubbed his left wrist before rolling the sleeve down over it. “I killed your parents”. Of course the universe would designate his soulmate as a murderer. Just his fucking luck. Eighteen years old, and already fucked up beyond repair. ----------------------------------- The Soldier stared at his right wrist. He did not understand the words written there. “I forgive you.” Before he could contemplate this more, the Soldier was frozen once more. ----------------------------------- After everything with Iron Man, S.H.I.E.L.D., the Avenge

James Buchanan Barnes, more commonly known as Bucky, shifted for the fifth billionth time in the uncomfortable-as-fuck hospital chair. His best friend, Steve Rogers, was asleep in the bed next to him. The little punk got the flu from one of the kids at his daycare, incapacitating him due to his already-horrible immune system. Bucky became alert when a nurse walked into the room. He was a little shorter than Bucky, leaner too. He had brown hair and eyes, with a sculpted goatee. He wore scrubs with characters from The Super Hero Squad Show. The nurse also had a shitton of pillows in his arms. “I come bearing the gift of pillows. Looks lik

Love. Kindness. Family. This is how I managed to get out of bed every day when someone I loved died. I remember when my dad told me on New Years Eve three years ago that my grandma was dying. Even though we always joked about her being older than dirt, she had always been healthy. I cried, I raged, I wanted to destroy everything until there was nothing left but the ashes of what once was. I was just grateful I had a friend who could come and visit me. My best friend Cas didn't even hesitate to drive over and sit with me in her house while my parents were at the hospital. I think that's when my life spiraled, just like Eli's. + Though I am i

Stiles was five years old when he realized that there was something different about him. His parents were going to spend some time with Mama McCall, who had been lonely for a while now. Scott didn’t understand it, but Stiles did, and sometimes Stiles wished he couldn't either. But being smart came with a heavy price. Stiles stood in the doorway of his parents bedroom as they got ready to head over. Poppa was buttoning and Mommy was putting powdery stuff on her face. The child reveled in the transformation it brought to her. She was always beautiful but now Mommy was stunning. Like when Stiles stared at the sun too long and it burned hi

When she had inherited the flower shop after her father’s retirement, Natalie never expected someone like Lucifer would come into her shop. It had started off like any other day. Natalie had been rearranging  a few corsages in the refrigerators just in time for the prom season. She was completely startled when the entrance slammed open. It was about one in the afternoon, so it was going to be slow for the next few hours. What surprised Natalie even more was who came to her little shop. His black hair was slicked back from his tan face, making his molten gold eyes stand out even more. She didn’t even care that he was covered in man