A way to a man's heart is through his stomach, which begs the question as to how Grandma Lewis bagged Grandpa who was the cook of the family. It was a good thing Darcy was a fair hand at this. Or food brings the Avengers together and one ex-H.Y.D.R.A operative closer then she's sure how to deal with (WinterShock)

Notebook dude sat under his tree again this morning like all the other mornings she'd walked by this park. He didn't look homeless per say but he had that look of someone who didn't know where home was, she'd seen it on the faces of many New Yorkers when she volunteered at the shelters. WinterShock, Pre-CW

Witches, werewolves and wrangling Alchemists is just a day in the life. Or Darcy tries to heal the Soldiers shredded mind. Supernatural!Avengers. WinterShock

The road her life has taken isn't easy, nor is it linear-there are twist, returns and dead ends-but he makes for a good co-pilot. (Drabbles, One-Shots, Misc.) brucetasha

Life has a strange way of happening, even when you are actively avoiding it. So she just lets go and soothes her ego by giving herself the illusion of choice. It was a lie though, she was a goner the moment he turned those brown eyes at her. He wasn't even trying but somehow she falls anyway.

Memory is just a series of moments weaved together to form a lifetime, some are like bright flames that stand out and draw attention. Other's are like the cool summer breeze, you never really stop to think about it but are glad it's there. V/B one shots and drabbles.

The year is 789 and human kind is losing the war-scattered and barely surviving. A Resistance exists but they do like more then fight back against an ever growing tide of extinction. In a desperate last ditch effort at survival the resistance brings the woman who helped birth C.E.L.L into the future in the hopes she can bring about the downfall of her own creation.(All Human Cast)

He challenged her to build better, kept her sharp tongue filed with their banter. In a way he wasn't the only one wanting to undergo a metamorphosis, she wanted so badly to matter, to help, to not just stand on the side lines and pray for everything to work out. For her friends to survive. She wanted to be strong and who better to break her mold then then him. V/B (missing 3 years)

Abigail Presley had always called him a megalomaniac. He was not a good man-most of the time he was just barely civil. But he was brilliant, a wonder of intellect in a brute's body. Yes, she had formed very lasting impressions of John Harrison. She just wasn't aware of how close to the truth she'd actually come. How close to him she would come.

Part of a drabbles challenge. There will be 100 prompts. This is a way to introduce myself to this new forum, as well as to get those creavity juices flowing. All drabbles will be Uhura/Spock but are not limited to their POV's. All genres and ratings!

"The only logical observation I can make is that you felt the pull of the familiar bound.""Oh goodie, goodie, good. A smart master I am to have then?" "No, because you are here to kill me, are you not?" I say with certainty. "Indeed, dear-heart."