#Undercover Sex Slaves

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Late

Warnings: 18+readersonly, heavy angst

Copyright: I do not own any Marvel characters or locations. However, I do own my OCs, which consist of Penny Fury, Elizabeth Nelson, Elijah Chan, Katya Venice, Violetta Moscow, Lan Le, Josh, Trang Tien, Ahni Jallow, Mai Ito, and Ghaida Kashual as well as other OCs that will come up throughout the story.

Just bear with it. I know it's long. I really went overboard with details on everything- sorry. 

Warning: 10.2K words

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The memories after that faded in and out. Mostly just her hanging out with Violetta, Katya, Trang, and Ghaida. Ahni was sometimes there, but she was mostly Ghaida's friend than anything else. Josh and her hung out quite a bit too and it was obvious for some time, Josh had a huge crush on her. But she didn't even notice. 

The same year that she entered College apparently, was the year of the snap. She was on the Campus when it happened, walking to her car by herself. Suddenly, students around her started to turn to dust. 

"What-" Elizabeth whispered, backing up from the dust and then running for her car. 

Penny had been told that Elizabeth was the only one of the Ohioan group to be snapped. But now, watching this, clearly that hadn't been the case. 

Pulling up to her house, her mother was rushing out of it and hopped in the car. "Follow my instructions. Now." 

The urgency in her mother's voice kicked Elizabeth into following the instructions to a dirt field and then they took an airplane. 

They landed in Siberia and her mother led them urgently into the compound, while Elizabeth followed a little slower. Her mother marched straight to the chamber where the super soldiers were being kept in cryo. Elizabeth followed even slower, looking around at everything in confusion. 

"What is this place?" Elizabeth asked and then saw the super soldiers in the tanks. They had all been shot through the foreheads once with bullets. "Wha- who are they?" 

"Shit." Lucinda muttered. "They're dead. And what the hell is wrong with the cryo tank?" She was messing with the cryo tank at the end of it. 

Elizabeth looked at it. She ran her fingers over something, dust falling away for a name plate that said, 'Winter Soldier'. 

"'Winter Soldier'." Elizabeth repeated. "What is this place?" 

Lucinda sighed. "It's a compound, a base for an organization that I used to work for. We, used to work for. You don't remember any of it, do you. Or remember James? Well, you never called him James. You always called him Sebastian so per-" 

Elizabeth cried out, dropping to her knees, grabbing her head in her hands. 

"Yes, the remembering always hurts." Lucinda muttered, more worried about the cryo tank at the moment. 

"Where is he? What happened to him?" Elizabeth demanded immediately. 

"He escaped." Brocks' voice interrupted and Elizabeth sprang to her feet, glaring at him. "Took him a few years, but he managed it. At first, he was on his own. We got him tracked to Romania after a few years, but the Avengers got him first and the Avengers kept him." 

Elizabeth shifted on her feet as Rumlow came closer to her. "And he forgot all about you. Just like you forgot all about him. Except, he gets a happy ending. And you don't." He tossed something at her with a grin and walked a few feet away. 

It was a photograph, which Elizabeth held by the corners in both hands. Steve was in the middle, Bucky on his right and Sam on his left. The three of them were grinning at the cameras, all clearly happy and in love. 

"His soulmates?" Elizabeth asked softly. 

"Yep. 'Course, I get to see them sometimes too." Rumlow admitted. "They have no idea I worked for HYDRA." 

"We need to be careful." Lucinda said, coming back from the machine, not having paid attention to the conversation between her daughter and Rumlow. "Fury might have agents out looking at the abandoned HYDRA compounds. He might think we'll try regrouping with this. . . well whatever happened. Do you still have your source?" 

"Heck yeah." Rumlow grinned, "Penelope's a lovely girl. She tells me everything I ever want to know." 

Penny sank into Rhodey, ashamed of herself then. Rhodey squeezed her tightly, kissing the top of her head again in comfort. 

"Your soulmate?" Elizabeth questioned. 

"Nope. Daughter of Nick Fury." Rumlow chuckled. "Daddy shelters her to much so she's got the daddy issues. Gives me the perfect opening to exploit her." 

"Poor girl. Looks like she has bad taste if she chose you." Elizabeth snapped. 

"Says the girl who fell in love with a deranged murderer." Rumlow chuckled. "Steve's hotter. And a better fucker." 

Sam gritted his teeth, glaring at the memories. Bucky tucked his head into Steve's shoulder. 

"Whose Steve?" Elizabeth asked. 

"The blond one in the middle." Rumlow chuckled. 

"And he sleeps with you after everything you did to James?" Elizabeth sounded irate, shaking like she was going to murder him. 

"No, no no. See, that's the beauty of it." Rumlow smirked. "They have no idea. James doesn't remember me either. But he's happy. Happier than he ever was with you at any rate." 

Clearly, Rumlow was trying to goad her. Elizabeth just slipped the picture into her pocket. "Well, how can you even be happy with someone when you're locked up here anyways." 

She walked away and sat down in the chair. Rumlow joined Lucinda and Elizabeth took the picture out of her pocket again. She ran her finger over each of their faces and then pressed the photo to her chest and closed her eyes. 

The memory fizzed and Elizabeth was now laying in a room. It was scarce of anything besides a bed and a dresser. But Penny recognized it as Bucky's room when the compound had been bustling and full. 

"MECHANICS HERE!" Rumlow's voice cackled and Elizabeth sat up, padding out. She paused when she saw that it was Trang, who was already at work at the machine. 

"Trang?" Elizabeth asked in confusion but the Vietnamese girl didn't react to her name. Elizabeth walked around, kneeling in front of Trang, but her eyes were blank. Elizabeth's eyes flashed angrily and she stood up again. 

"What did you do to her?" Elizabeth demanded as her mother came into the room then. 

Her mother sighed, "It's like a hypnotic state, hijacking the hippocampus of the brain. She remembers everything, but after she's released from this state, she won't remember anything that happened. It was easier than constantly trying to give her memory pills. Your friend is a genius, Elizabeth, but her moral compass was to strong." 

"How did you do the surgery?  That woman from Wakanda?" Elizabeth questioned. 

"No, about. . . gosh a while now. But a few years back there was this neurosurgeon in New York. Best in the world from what I understand. Went by the name, Doctor Stephen Strange. Well, we threw a little money at him and he agreed to the experiment. Of course, we didn't risk anything. He was wiped after as well. But he blew so much money he probably didn't even notice it." 

"Geez." Stephen groaned, pushing his hands into his eyes. "I'm so sorry Trang." 

Trang looked horrified and then looked at Ghaida. "Was I- Does that mean I was the spy? That it was me all along?" 

Ghaida shook her head. "No, Trang. Lucinda only ever used it when she was with you personally. She never used it on you when you were in the tower. It is still active though. Shuri has the skill to remove it later if you'd like." 

"Of course." Shuri said immediately. Penny noticed then that Okoye was gone and T'Challa was on the phone in the corner of the room. They must be inquiring after the Wakandan doctor. 

"Shuri?" Penny asked softly. "Did that doctor, did she ever work on Bucky's arm too?" 

Shuri's eyes widened and she got up off the couch and approach Bucky. "I need your arm. I just want to make sure it's safe." 

Bucky nodded dully, his head resting on Steve's shoulder. Shuri carefully detached the arm and carried it over to the coffee table. "Trang!" 

Trang joined her at the table. 

"It's not fixable." Trang finally pushed back, her voice sounding robotic. "At least, not without a lot of expensive parts I don't have my hands on." 

"Thank you Trang." Lucinda said and looked at Rumlow. "E ages slowly anyways. We'll just keep her here until we find an excuse. You keep me in the loop with the Avengers." 

"Yep." Rumlow said, walking over and cupping Trang's face. "I'll take her home now." 

Tony snarled under his breath.

"As long as you don't take her home to bed." Lucinda snarked. "And I need you and Jackson to keep Elizabeth fed and everything. I have to get home to Paul and my sons." 

Elizabeth was ushered back to Bucky's room, the door closed and locked behind her. 

She spent days in that room, the food pushed through the slot the only interaction. Rumlow and Jackson never spoke to her. 

For her, she mostly just slept or stared at the photo she now had. Every time she touched one of their faces, she repeated their name, "James. Steve. Sam. Steve. James. Steve. Sam." 

Penny wasn't sure how many days passed, but it got to the point where Elizabeth even started hallucinating Bucky into her surroundings. A vague outline of him. He never touched her because then he'd disappear. But she would talk to him and he would just smile. It broke Penny's heart. 

The hallucinations got stronger. Bucky was speaking back to her. Telling her stories about Steve and Sam. Telling her things about Wakanda. And he always told her that he loved her. Over and over again until he was disappearing and fading. 

That was when the ghosts started to come. It was Howard first and Elizabeth blinked in surprise. "Hey kid." 

"Hey Howie." Elizabeth whispered softly. 

"And she talks." Howard grinned. "You wouldn't speak a word before. But, then again, it's been nearly fifty or so years." 

Elizabeth smiled a little. "How's the afterlife? Am I joining you any time soon?" 

Howard chuckled. "Nope. You still got a long life ahead of you kid. It'll turn out okay. You only have three more years ahead of you." 

"How many years have I been in here?" Elizabeth asked. 

"Two, roughly." Howard said. "I've been here for about a year now, but you haven't been able to see me until now." 

"I feel like I've been in here forever." Elizabeth whispered. "And it's so cold here." 

"I'll try and make the time a little better." Howard chuckled. "And I'll bring some friends along next time. I suppose you should probably meet my wife." 

And so other ghosts joined. Ghosts that were all friendly. Howard was the one there the most often, sometimes bringing Maria. Penny also recognized King T'Chaka. And sometimes the King brought other Wakandans and they thought her songs in their native language, which Elizabeth eventually picked up and sang along to. 

Elizabeth lived in a ghost world for a long time, spinning with the ghosts, singing and chanting in Wakandan. Or talking about fancy things with Howard, who was still spitting ideas from beyond the grave. 

"He's going to build a time machine." One of the conversations went, Howard sitting at the chair. He had ghostly mechanical parts in his hands, messing around with them. "I guess I must've raised him some sort of right for him to do that." 

"I'm sure you were a great dad." Elizabeth smiled. 

"Nope." Howard sighed, leaning his head back against the wall. "Never made enough time for my own kid. I was to busy, trying to find Steve Rogers in that ocean. Always thought I was closer each time. And when we found the Tesseract, I thought we'd found him too. They gave up the search, but I never did. I never found him either and I lost my son in return. So really, I just lost both of them." 

Elizabeth was looking at the picture, "He seems worth it." 

Howard looked at her. "I still like to believe that my endless searching led to his recovery. But even now, sometimes, even knowing the future because I'm dead, I wonder if maybe I should've just been with my family." 

"Maybe one day I'll meet him." Elizabeth laughed at herself. "And I'll tell him how much you love him. He probably won't believe me though. Only crazy people talk to ghosts, but then again, I think I'm probably a bit crazy." 

"Just a little." Howard chuckled fondly, ruffling her hair. 

The visions continued on until it reached another conversation. "Why can you touch me but not objects in this world?" Elizabeth asked. 

"Loki uniquely designed it so that only you had the power of interaction." Howard said thoughtfully. 

Elizabeth pushed the palms of her hands into her eyes in frustration. "I can't remember him well." 

"I just think it's funny he's mated to my son." Howard chuckled. "Three egotistical, narcissistic men who somehow get along. I think it's their brilliant, creative nature. But Loki doesn't show his creative side to them- well anyone." 

"I wonder why." Elizabeth said thoughtfully. 

Howard shrugged, "He has his reasons. Regardless, the trigger that he created means that you can interact with ghosts, but you can stop ghosts from interacting with you. So hypothetically, you could punch me in the face, but then change it so that I can't punch you back." 

"But I won't." Elizabeth replied, grinning. 

"Thank you." Howard chuckled. "Regardless, It's hard for me to understand the triggering method. It's mostly magic, which even as a ghost I don't understand. But it seems that you could push power into a soul and I could, hypothetically if it were to work, pick up this comforter." Howard said. 

"Can we try?" Elizabeth asked. "It might as well give me something to do." 

"Sure." Howard said. 

Steve suddenly stood up, walking over almost calmly to the wall, and then punched it so hard, brick and dust settled on the floor. "Steve?" Sam asked uncertainly. 

"I'm such an idiot. I know where this is going." Steve muttered, putting his head against the wall. 

Howard laughed suddenly as he became a bit more solid and then tapped on the dresser with his knuckles. Elizabeth looked exhausted, sliding to the floor. 

"Hold on." Howard grinned, popping out of disappearance. Elizabeth shivered until he suddenly popped back into existence holding a fluffy blanket, a package of oreos, and a bottle of coke. He dumped them on the bed and then knelt down, pushing the energy back into Elizabeth. 

"You okay?" 

"Yeah, it just was a lot." Elizabeth said, getting back on the bed. She smiled at what he had brought her. She put the food aside, wrapping herself in the blanket. "Thank you." 

"Of course kid." Howard said softly. "And don't eat that to fast or eat to much of it. You'll just throw it up. They're not feeding you enough." 

She did it again with Howard a few days later and he walked through the wall and brought back something in his hands. "He left this one, never got to give it to you." 

Elizabeth took it with shaking hands. It was a stuffed Okapi, but it looked like it had been sewn from cloth. There was a note pinned to it which read

: I made this one cause I didn't have time to find one. I love you doll. 

- Yours Always

"I miss him." Elizabeth sobbed, falling sideways on the bed. "I miss him so much. And I'm glad he's happy but I miss him. I wish he would come and find me." 

"He can't." Howard said softly. "He was snapped with the others. Only Steve made it. Sam and Bucky though. . . they're gone until the time machine is made." 

"Steve's all alone." Elizabeth whispered. 

A few days later- or maybe weeks- Elizabeth had a piece of paper in her hands. "I- I had an idea." 

"Yeah?" Howard asked. 

"If- If I put my power into you, then you can take this, and you can put it somewhere Steve can find it." Elizabeth said. "Right?" 

"Yes." Howard said, though he didn't look enthusiastic about it. 

"Then let's do it." Elizabeth said. 

Howard nodded and then warned her, "He might not come." 

"I know. But I'm willing to try, at least." Elizabeth said firmly. She pushed her power into Howard and then he was gone. 

Days later, her cell door was slammed open. She looked up, but it was Rumlow, rushing towards her. 

"What the hell did you do?" Rumlow snarled, but didn't give her time to answer, locking her wrists and ankles together. He locked the muzzle around her jaw and put a blindfold over her eyes, before shoving her under the bed. He put her up under it so that no one could see her. 

"Rumlow?" Steve's voice called through the compound. They watched Steve enter the room, frowning. "Did you find someone?" 

"Nah." Rumlow said calmly. "Not in this room." 

Steve stepped further inside and Penny's heart pounded. His eyes landed on the Okapi stuffed animal and he picked it up. He started to explore more of the room and found papers in one of the drawers. 

"This is Bucky's handwriting." Steve whispered, flipping through it. 

"Maybe this was his room?" Rumlow questioned, looking tense, but sounding nonchalant. 

"I can't read all of it, some of it's in Russian." Steve muttered. "He keeps talking about a 'doll'. But he never said. . ." 

Steve searched all the drawers and found a picture. It was a polaroid and old. It was of a really young Elizabeth, when she was a kid. Bucky had her on his shoulders. On the back, Bucky had written, 'Mine'. 

"C'mon Cap, we gotta search the rest of this place and then report back to Fury." Rumlow urged. 

"Right." Steve muttered, hesitating, and then putting the photo back in the drawer. 

Rumlow raised an eyebrow, "You're not taking it?" 

"It feels. . . wrong to." Steve murmured, but took the papers with him. "I'll ask Nat to translate these later." 

Rumlow nodded and Steve picked up his shield. "Do a deep search. If someone really is here and needs our help, I want to find them." 

"Sure thing Cap." Rumlow said and Steve exited the room. Rumlow's face immediately became one of rage. Making sure Steve was long gone he hissed, "You are in so much trouble when he's gone E. I don't know how you got that message to him, but you're going to pay for it." 

"She was right. There." Steve snarled, punching the wall again.

Penny finally moved, squeezing Rhodey's shoulder and moving over to hug Steve. "It's okay Stevie, it's okay." 

Steve wrapped his arms around her and sank down against the wall, holding her tightly to him. 

Elizabeth stayed under the bed for a while, Howard pacing the room. Rumlow walked straight through him, getting Elizabeth out from under the bed. He punched her across the face. "You stupid, stupid girl." 

Elizabeth cried out as he punched her in the stomach. 

"Almost ruined everything." Rumlow snarled. 

Howard knelt down, touching her head. A surge of power went through him from her and he slammed his fist up Rumlow's jaw. Rumlow's eyes rolled back in his head and he fell to the ground unconscious. 

"Yes! Go dad!" Tony cried out from the couch and then blushed as everyone stared at him. "Sorry." Stephen smiled just a little. 

Howard undid her bonds and then Elizabeth stumbled to her feet. She grabbed the Okapi and the note. She opened the drawer and made sure she had both pictures. Then she ran for it. 

She fled the compound, not even noticing how the snow seemed to avoid her, or that her feet didn't leave prints in it. Or that she wasn't cold. 

She ran and continued to run for a long time until she reached a small town. There, she stole a car and then drove further until she got to a larger town. There, she stowed away on a boat which took her to another country. 

She continued on and on, stealing and moving through the night. 

Finally, she reached New York. She looked exhausted and dirty, everyone on the streets was avoiding her. Howard popped up next to her. 

"Where do I find him?" She asked. 

"Try and keep up." Howard said and started leading her through the city until Howard turned into an alleyway. "He's over there." 

Elizabeth looked over, her excitement fading as she saw Rumlow was with Steve and Natasha. "Can I trust the red head?" 

"Yes." Howard said. "Her name is Natasha. She's very close with Steve. Now, let me see if I can provide a distraction. You need to work on how you're going to get Steve to trust you." 

Elizabeth nodded and Howard was gone. 

As Rumlow hopped out of his seat, said something to them, and rushed around the corner, Elizabeth darted across the street. 

She ran up behind Steve and grabbed his shirt sleeve. "Steve?" 

Steve spun and looked down at her, taking in everything he saw before him. "Uh-" 

She held up the picture that he had left in the drawer. His eyes widened and he looked angry. "Where did you get that?" 

"Where I asked you to come find me." Elizabeth whispered. 

Steve's eyes widened. "It was y-" 

Elizabeth saw Rumlow coming back and she ran away, weaving in and out of the crowd. She darted around buildings, crossing streets, taking alleyways. All the while, Steve was running behind her, shouting for her to stop. 

She didn't stop until she came to Central Park, disappearing into the trees, and crouching down behind a bush, panting. 

Steve skidded to a stop. 

"Did he follow?" Elizabeth asked. 

"Who?" 

"Rumlow. Did he follow?" Elizabeth asked. 

"You know him." Steve stated and his eyes widened with realization, "He's with HYDRA?" 

Elizabeth nodded. "He always has been. He was mine and Bucky's handler." 

"You knew Bucky." Steve murmured. 

Elizabeth nodded again. "He protected me. Kept me safe. Every time they put him in cryo, he would give me a stuffed animal so I wouldn't cry. I knew him since I was a kid." 

Steve smiled a bit sadly. "C'mon, let's get back to base. We can talk more there." 

Elizabeth nodded, standing up. The two of them started to move through the forest. 

"Were you the one he was always calling doll?" Steve asked. 

She nodded, "When I got older they started to think we should be paired together. Because he's a super soldier and I have this gene that's half- Asgardian. So they said our children would be powerful and immortal. A new race. But. . . Bucky and I. . . we fell in love without them. I still love him." Her eyes filled with tears and she took in a deep, shaky breath. "But he has you and Sam so he's okay. I only ever wanted him to be happy anyways. And he is with you." 

Steve squeezed her shoulder. He looked unable to tell her about Bucky and simply went and said, "I should introduce you to Tho-" 

Suddenly, Elizabeth seized up, blood starting to trickle from her ears and she fell flat on her face. Steve meanwhile, took another two steps and crashed into the ground as well. Blood also flowed from his ears. 

"A pain in my ass." Rumlow grumbled, holding up some sort of stick. "And you," He kicked Steve in the chest, before propping his body up against the tree. "have your boyfriend Tony to thank for this handy little tool. Short term paralysis. Ah, Stark." 

He left Steve there, kneeling in front of Elizabeth, releasing his anger on her, his fists hitting her again and again. Steve looked angrier than Penny thought she had ever seen him, but he couldn't move an inch, only able to watch. 

Rumlow sighed, letting Elizabeth go. "You know, I really ought to just gut you. To bad your mother loves you. And I need my paycheck." Then he was kneeling in front of Steve again. "I'll have to make you forget too. Good thing I brought so many pills with m-" 

He was tackled by someone with red hair and he grunted, dropping the short term paralysis device. Natasha and him fought on the ground and she finally got her leg around his neck, trying to pin him down. His arms were still free, which he used to both fight her, and try to grab the device. 

Steve's paralysis seemed to wear off quicker and he stumbled to Elizabeth's side. "Hey? Doll?" Her eyes fluttered open. 

"Get her out of here Steve." Natasha yelled. "Go!" 

Steve struggled, pulling her into his arms. He wasn't in a good condition, as he tried to get away. And then he seized up again, this time falling so that Elizabeth was trapped under him. 

Rumlow staggered to his feet, approaching Steve and Elizabeth, but he didn't make it far when an arrow hit him in the back. Rumlow cried out, falling to his knees and Clint hopped down from his tree. 

Rumlow clicked the short term paralysis but Clint just smirked. "Sorry, but your tool doesn't work on the hearing impaired." He kicked it out of his hands, stepping on his chest, pointing an arrow in his face. "You know, usually this is the part where Cap tells me to spare your life. But, I'm in a really bad mood, as I have been for the past four and a half years. So you get the longed privilege of saying a few words before I kill you." 

Rumlow grunted out, "You talk to much." 

A gunshot rang out, hitting Clint in the back. Rumlow turned in time, the arrow grazing his neck instead of killing him. 

More gunshots rang out, a second hitting Clint near the neck, but the third hit Pietro instead. "Clint!" Pietro shouted, trying to stop the bleeding. Rumlow struggled and then staggered over to Steve, Nat, Clint, and Pietro, shoving a pill into each of their mouths and they all dropped, unconscious. 

Jackson approached and Rumlow and him dragged Elizabeth out. Rumlow got her on her feet. "Are you happy? Did you get what you wanted?" He lifted his gun and hit her across the face and everything went black. 

Now she was in the cell again, but Lucinda suddenly rushed in. "Elizabeth, where are the pictures?" 

Looking confused, Elizabeth held up the polaroid and the other photo. Lucinda took them and put them in the drawer, grabbing Elizabeth's hand, "Hurry!" 

Elizabeth stumbled, letting her mother drag her to another room. Elizabeth dug her feet in, seeing the machine. "No! I'm not going in that!" 

"Brock!" Lucinda shouted desperately. The two Rumlow brothers man-handled Elizabeth into the machine. 

Bucky suddenly hopped up and ran out of the room. Penny wished that she could've followed, burying her head into Steve's shoulder instead as Elizabeth's screams filled the room once more. 

Elizabeth and Trang were walking down a sidewalk, Ghaida on the other side of Trang. Trang caught sight of something on a billboard and started grinning, wildly. 

"What?" Elizabeth asked, craning her neck to see the board and caught a glimpse of it before it changed. Ghaida and Trang exchanged an anxious look as Elizabeth asked, "Whose Tony Stark?" 

"Nobody." Trang and Ghaida answered together. 

Elizabeth nodded her head, "Right. . ." 

They went into the library and Elizabeth went up to the front desk. "You do it." Ghaida muttered. 

"Why me?" Trang complained. "I don't want to do it anymore." 

"Because I don't either." Ghaida grumbled. 

"Do what?" Vi asked, coming up behind them with Katya and Ahni in tow. 

"Elizabeth saw the name Tony Stark. . . again." Trang sighed. 

"Which was your fault probably." Katya snickered. 

"She's seen the name sixty- seven times this week." Vi rolled her eyes. "He's literally coming here. Just leave her be until he's gone. You'll just have to give her the pill thirty minutes from now again." 

They all clammed up as Elizabeth came over and started homework. 

The memory changed so that it was Trang and Elizabeth in an auditorium. Trang looked like a little kid inside a free candy shop, watching Tony Stark walk on stage. Elizabeth on the other hand, looked like she was falling asleep. 

Suddenly, the doors opened and kids started spilling out and Elizabeth jerked. "Is it over?" 

"Sadly." Trang said, standing up and stretching. 

"Thank God, I've never been more bored than when I was sitting in for that stupid philosophy exam." 

Trang shot her an annoyed look. "It's just cause you're not an engineer. You wouldn't understand it." 

"Why do you like him?" Elizabeth asked, grabbing her backpack and cracking her neck. 

"He's intelligent! And handsome." Trang grinned. "I mean, look at him. He's got great hands." 

Elizabeth just stared at Trang like she had two heads, "Hands?" 

"Well what do you like about a guy?" Trang asked defensively. "I've never seen you gush about a guy once."

Elizabeth was silent for a moment. "I don't really care how they look or what they have. I just want to be treated right. Like. . . I'm worth something. All of these guys here on campus are just idiots with no experience." 

"So daddy issues. You'd love Tony." Trang grinned and then that smile faded as she caught sight of Lucinda standing on the sidewalk on the other side of the street. 

"Mom?" Elizabeth asked, confused, "What are you doing here?" 

"I needed to talk to Trang." Lucinda said sweetly while Trang stared at her feet. "It'll only be a second. You can wait, if you'd like." 

Elizabeth stood to the side while Lucinda and Trang stepped away. Lucinda's face was kind but her words were harsh. "Having fun Trang?" 

"I- she- I-" Trang stuttered. 

Lucinda held her hand out, which contained a memory pill. "I could kill you. I'm angry enough to do so." Trang paled drastically, taking a step back. "Or you can take this pill." Trang's face became wary. "Trang, I know how much you admire Stark. If you bring my daughter to his stuff and I have to make her forget, then you get to forget as well." 

Trang reached out and took the pill, putting it in her mouth. She collapsed and Elizabeth rushed over, "Trang?!" 

Now, Elizabeth was in a car. Violetta was driving it across a bridge with Katya in the backseat. Elizabeth had her hands pressed to the sides, looking terrified at Violetta's driving. 

"Where the hell did you learn to fight like that?" Katya demanded. 

"Red Room. Italy." Vi said, weaving in and out of the cars. "Are they still following us?" 

Katya and Elizabeth both looked behind and through the windshield, they saw the aliens running through the cars as well. "Yes!" Elizabeth shouted, "What they hell are they?" 

"Aliens." Violetta answered, cursing as the traffic started to jam. "We might have to run on foot. Do you have a handgun?" 

"What?" Elizabeth asked in shock. 

The car was suddenly rammed from the side and all three of them screamed as the car went over the side of the bridge, plunging into the water below. Elizabeth shot her hands out and they all went quiet as a bubble surrounded them. 

"So." Katya finally said as they just sat there. "Wanna tell us when you got the ability to control water?" 

"I have no idea." Elizabeth whispered. 

The memory changed, this time the three girls were sitting in a Barnes and Noble, drinking Starbucks coffee and had psychology books on the table in front of them. 

"So you're telling me having superpowers is normal now?" Elizabeth asked skeptically. "That there are whole groups of them, and there are other planets besides the eight we learn in first grade? And all the while my so called friends shoved memory forgetting pills down my throat." 

"Yeah. Pretty much."  Katya sighed. 

"Look." Vi said. "I'm sorry. I figured they weren't really doing anything and it all seemed harmless enough. But it's gone to far. You're an adult now and your mom can't continue to make decisions for you. I got rid of my pills. I'm done." 

"Me too." Kat whispered. 

Elizabeth sighed, "So what now?" 

"We become superheroes, I thought that was obvious." Katya rolled her eyes. 

Violetta snorted, "Yeah right. I'm more of a villain." 

Kat frowned. "I don't get it. You've got fancy water powers, you can take people down with a wooden stick, and I can shoot a bow. And you don't think we have a chance of doing some good? We don't have to do large scale things. We can just do small things- like Spider-man." 

"I don't understand the reference." Elizabeth muttered. 

Vi huffed. "You don't know what I had to do, who I had to kill. I'm not cut out for hero work." 

It was silent after that and the memory fizzled away. 

Elizabeth was walking along a lake line by herself. She seemed lost in thought until she came upon a small shack that was sitting on the edge above the water. The roof had caved in and one of the windows was shattered. 

She hopped up the stairs and looked around, peeking her head inside. She stepped into the building and saw the hole in the floor. Everything around her was moldy and dusty and she winced a little. She poked around, finding small trinkets like seashells and what not, before looking down in the hole. 

She reached in and pulled out the trident, which was gleaming. It was silver in colour and seemed untainted by the surroundings. "What in the world?" She whispered. 

"I was wondering when you'd find that." A voice behind her said. 

She spun around, piercing the man behind her. But as he was a ghost, it went straight through him. He was a man who would've come up to Steve's shoulder. He had white hair and wore glasses on his nose. He wore a green sweater and tan jeans. He also had a huge white mustache and a big grin on his face. 

"Careful, careful. You'd hate to do that to a real person." The man chuckled. 

"Who are you?" Elizabeth asked, "What are you?" 

"A ghost. Sorry for scaring you. Sometimes I forget that you forget you can see us." The man chuckled. 

"Right." Elizabeth murmured, stepping backwards, flipping the trident in her hands. "I don't understand." 

"No, but you've got a friend who does." The man said. 

Elizabeth glanced up but he was already fading away. 

In the next memory, Elizabeth was striding after Trang, who was hurrying through the hallways of a large mansion. Trang stormed out into the backyard, which was huge and stretched for miles. Trang spun on her heel, "Elizabeth, I want nothing to do with this!" 

"Trang, please." Elizabeth sighed. "You're the only one I can trust with this." 

"Do you even know what your mom is going to do to me if she finds out?" Trang hissed, looking around. "She is going to kill me in my sleep! And that's not a joke!" 

"Hey E!" Vi shouted from the house and both Trang and Elizabeth turned to see the Italian hanging out the window. "Come see what I found." 

"No! Hey!" Trang shouted as Elizabeth used water to catapult herself up and into the room with Violetta. Clearly, it was Trang's bedroom and the walls were plastered with all sorts of posters of Iron Man and Tony Stark. 

Elizabeth looked around, "So Trang has a celebrity crush?" 

"Oh my God, this is so humiliating." Trang moaned, putting her hands over her face while Tony chuckled at her. 

"Oh, that's nothing new." Vi waved it away and went over to where there was a lamp. "And if I turn it this way and punch in a code. . ." 

"You can't just mess around in my room!" Trang yelped, bursting into the room, followed by Katya. It was to late though, the floor opening up to show a slide. Elizabeth raised an eyebrow. "Impressive." 

"God." Trang hissed, going over and pressing something. "I need to delete the footage, then re-edit it, you make my life so difficult Vi!" 

Vi hopped down the slide. After a few seconds, Elizabeth followed. 

They were thrown out into a huge lab which looked like any engineering kids dream. Penny didn't know what more than half the stuff in the lab was but Tony's eyes were wide. "Can I come visit?" Tony gasped. 

Trang giggled then, "You know you could build this yourself." 

"Yeah, but yours looks like more fun." Tony whined. 

"What is all this stuff?" Elizabeth asked, putting the trident down on an abandoned table. 

"Engineering things, clearly." Violetta said as Trang and Katya joined them. 

"Just don't touch anything." Trang growled, stalking through the room. 

"To late." Violetta said, opening up the a door which slid open, revealing the Iron Woman suit. Tony actually stood up and Trang put a hand over her face in embarrassment. Tony turned to Trang, "It doesn't look like this anymore. This is more high tech than mine!" 

"What is that?" Elizabeth asked, gaping. 

"An Iron Man suit." Katya answered, also looking shocked, "When did you build this? This looks cooler than the original one." 

"Miss Nyguen built it when she was catorce y medio." L.I.T.Z.Y. said over the intercom.  [Fourteen and a half]

Elizabeth jumped and looked around warily. "Who was that?" 

"Fourteen?" Vi asked, looking impressed. 

"I started it when I was Fourteen." Trang corrected. "I didn't finish it until after I was fifteen." 

"Still, impressive." Katya said. "What does it do?" 

"It flies and shoots, that's all we need it to do, right?" Violetta asked scathingly, hopping up on a counter to sit down. 

"I'm not joining your little superhero thing." Trang snapped. "I'm not that brave, yeesh." 

"Yeah well, I didn't kill two thousand people before the age of thirteen to become a superhero either." Violetta snapped back, "Yet, here we are." 

"Elizabeth?" Katya asked because she was looking at the wall, lost in thought. "What's wrong?" 

Elizabeth glanced away and stared directly at Trang. "Guess I'm just wondering what I don't know about Ghaida and Ahni too. I mean, what's next? Does Ahni have super strength or something? Is Ghaida an assassin warrior too?" 

Trang sighed, "E. . . It was never about hurting you or keeping anything from you. Do you even know how powerful your mother is? She has top contacts around the world. Presidents, Prime Ministers, Dictators, Generals. She even has first name basis with Nick Fury of frigging S.H.I.E.L.D. I wouldn't be surprised if she knew leaders of planets. When she tells us to do something, no matter what, we did  it. And so did you, so don't act like it was just us." 

"What's that supposed to mean?" Elizabeth asked defensively. 

Trang just shook her head. "You're just lucky. Cause you get to forget all the terrible shit you do. I have to live with it." 

Trang pushed away, storming through another door. Elizabeth glanced over at Vi and Kat. 

"She's got a point." Vi muttered. "I'd like to forget too. Start over with a clean slate. Not always have two thousand lives on my conscious. But we can't." 

"Well I'd like to remember." Elizabeth muttered. 

"I don't need a test to know that your weapon is made of Vibranium." Trang came back out of the room, restarting a different conversation. "It's blatantly obvious." 

"What's Vibranium?" Elizabeth asked. 

"A metal that can only be found one place on Earth: Wakanda. I'm not sure why guards haven't been sent after you to retrieve it." 

"I found it in an abandoned fishing shack." Elizabeth replied sarcastically. "Pretty sure they could've found it by now if they wanted it." 

"Or they can't touch it." Trang said, crossing her arms over her chest. "I've seen the videos. Anyone else who tries picking that up gets turned into ice. Except you." 

"Well I'm made of ice." Elizabeth said. "Maybe that's what it is." 

"Of course it is." Trang replied, rolling her eyes.

The memory faded and fizzled. 

They were back in Trang's lab and Trang had boxes set up. 

"You made this for us?" Elizabeth asked, taking the lid off of hers. She pulled out a uniform, along with several golden shurikens. 

"Figured I might as well put my genius to good use and protect you lot." Trang said. "But I'm having a lot of fun designing Katya's arrow heads." 

Katya grinned at all the labels on hers. 

"So, you ready for that trip to Hong Kong?" Trang asked Elizabeth. 

She shrugged, "I guess. I'm honestly surprised moms' even letting me go at this point. But, who knows, maybe it'll be fun." 

In the next memory, she was in a restaurant with the rest of the class. Elijah came over, speaking in fluent Chinese for their orders, before grinning and asking them again in perfect English. 

Elizabeth kept looking at him out of the corner of her eye and getting easily flustered when he spoke to her, even if it was just about the order. 

The next memory showed Elizabeth in her Frozaline outfit, standing ontop of a dome. Looking inside was a giant with indigo coloured skin. When he bared his teeth, each of his canine ones had a different coloured gem imbedded in them. 

"What'cha doing?" A voice came from behind Elizabeth. 

She spun around, her trident inches from Elijah's neck. He was wearing his own superhero outfit, but he wasn't wearing a mask. Elijah raised an eyebrow. "Are all Americans so unfriendly." 

"Only when we're snuck up on." Elizabeth snapped. "What the hell is wrong with you?" 

"I wasn't exactly quiet." Elijah started to smile. 

Elizabeth glared at him and moved away, opening up the top to the dome. Elijah followed her silently and Elizabeth seemed to ignore him. 

The memory faded once more and now Elizabeth was walking down the street of Hong Kong, until Elijah popped out of the alleyway of the restaurant he worked at. He leaned casually against the wall, arms crossed and said, "Hey Frozaline." 

Elizabeth glared at him, looking around, and hurried after him. "What's wrong with you?" She hissed. 

"Why are you acting like you're in a comic book?" Elijah asked, smirking. "Masks and stuff? Hiding your identity. Nobody does that anymore. It's all about the fame with superhero work. Iron Man. Tony Stark. Captain America. Steve Rogers." 

"Right, well maybe you do it for fame, but I just want to help." Elizabeth snapped. "And maybe if I knew who those people were, I could agree with you." 

"Anyone ever tell you that you're aggressive?" Elijah questioned. "You don't know Hong Kong like I do. I'm just offering help." 

"Well I like flying solo." Elizabeth said, turning around. Elijah reached out, grabbing her arm and as their skin touched, Elijah dropped to his knee, his hand flying to his chest. 

Elizabeth rolled her sleeve up to see the bright red bird sitting there, her face turning to concern. "I- I'm sorry." 

"It's alright." Elijah said, pulling his shirt up to look at the two tattoos sitting there. A cheetah, and an Okapi. "Two?" 

"Yay." Elizabeth muttered. 

"Hey." Elijah said, getting to his feet. "C'mon, let me introduce you to the others." 

"Others?" Elizabeth asked, but took his hand gingerly, letting him lead her down the sidewalk. He took her to a club, which was full of Asian superheroes. Penny saw Josh in the background, doing his DJ work. 

"Lan! Mai! Hey!" Elijah called, leading Elizabeth over to where Lan and Mai were sitting with some others. Mai was sitting in the lap of some female superhero and Lan was lounging on a chair. 

"Sup fireball?" Lan asked, throwing playing cards down. "Whose the cutie?" 

"My soulmate. Elizabeth, meet my best friends, Lan and Mai. Lan is a shape shifter. Mai is an elemental, much like yourself." Elijah said, introducing them. 

"Nice to meet you." Elizabeth said, sitting next to Elijah, looking around. 

"My superhero name is the Galactic Magician." Lan said grandly, introducing himself. "But, my names can vary, depending on the animal I change into. Like The Quick Tiger or Lord Marvelous Fox or Macho Moth or-" 

"Butt-scratching Baboon?" Mai deadpanned and Elijah chuckled. Elizabeth actually smiled. 

"CHAN!" Another voice boomed out and a much older Wong appeared. "You know, as head of this precinct, you should have better control on the people here." 

"Sorry Wong." Elijah rolled his eyes. "But they have to use their powers at some point, this is our only safe place." 

"And I've told you time and time again that the Sanctorum-" Wong cut off sharply when his eyes landed on Elizabeth, becoming temporarily speechless. 

Elijah immediately said, "This is Elizabeth. She's my soulmate." 

"Ah." Wong nodded as Elizabeth stood up and they shook hands. 

"You can just call me E." Elizabeth said softly. "Everyone else does." 

"And you, are welcome at the Sanctorum whenever you want." Wong said quickly. "We have four bases and I can sense a strong magic about you. If you ever want to learn." 

"What!" Lan and Mai complained loudly. 

Elizabeth smiled a little. "Like Harry Potter?" 

Wong chuckled, "Only if you get Strange. His Severus Snape impression is on point. And his own soulmate calls him 'Harry' as a joke." 

Elizabeth grinned full out at that. 

"I'm heading to the Kamar-Taj Sanctorum tonight." Wong warned Elijah. "Keep them all out of trouble." 

"Yes sir." Elijah saluted him cheekily and Wong rolled his eyes, heading off. 

"You knew who she was the minute you saw her." Elijah accused Wong as the memory faded. 

"More like, I recognized her magical aurora." Wong sighed. "It's very strong." 

"I've never sensed it." Stephen replied, clearly agitated. 

"Yes, you have." Wong nodded. "You'll know you have when you feel it again." 

Now they were fighting inside the dome. Kalabihiti was the last one left and everything around the place was on fire. Elizabeth was doing her best to defend Mai, whose lightning had enveloped the indigo giant. Elijah was flying above, hovering. 

Mai grabbed Elizabeth's arm and the water she'd been using shot back into her body. Elizabeth's entire body started to seize up in a fiery pain as Mai channeled her water. Elijah swooped down, separating them just as Elizabeth's vision went black. 

The memories were very fast after that, the Ohioan group becoming closer and closer until they were nearly inseparable. The fighting and bickering that had been prominent in the beginning ceased. Elizabeth became much happier and not as suspicious of anyone. Her and Elijah were also very sweet to watch together. Especially their wedding. 

In between the missions that they did, the memories became musical and there were lots of them at the same club, on different nights, dancing. It was well done and everyone knew they were the superheroes, so they always wore masks. They were brilliant dancers and singers and almost always won first place by a landslide.

There were memories of her in Epcot where a superhero ball was going on. She was chatting animatedly, looking absolutely ecstatic to be talking to Frozone, while Elijah smirked by her side. 

And then lots of fighting and Elizabeth discovering the use of her powers. A fight where she was taken captive and brought to Australia, but the brother of the sister that kidnapped her helped her come free. 

Now, they were in their superhero uniforms again, back in Florida. A hurricane was brewing on the surface. Trang was in her Iron Woman suit, her and Elijah flying through the city. The others trying to get as many people to safety as they could. 

Elizabeth stood on the edge of the shore. This is War by Matthew Raetzel was playing in the air. Elizabeth braced herself on the rock, eyes closed and her hands pushed outwards. The hurricane couldn't get past her. The waves seemed to crash straight up against an invisible wall. Elizabeth's foot started to slip on the rock, but she didn't back down. 

The music was only in her head, as though putting a sound track on her memories. She suddenly leapt off the rock, using the water, pulling herself out over the water. People had stopped on the streets, watching her pull the water back, creating a funnel out on the water. 

She was controlling it and Elijah was hovering, watching her, a proud look on his face. Her body was trembling as the music hit a crescendo and then Mai was there, helping her. Elijah landed on the beach and put up a huge fire shield so that any water was evaporated almost instantly if it got near. 

Elizabeth and Mai forced the water into the ocean, before Elizabeth dived into the water. She pulled the water down with her, forcing it down, further and further until it reached a barrier that no human could pass through because it was to cold. But Elizabeth went through it as the music started to slow. 

Elizabeth stared around her in shock as huge Megs swam past her and other huge, extinct creatures. She dodged out of the way and pushed herself back through the barrier, sealing it permanently and then swam back up, popping up through the surface as the music came to an end. 

Then, Elizabeth was stepping through the doorway of a house. The decorations inside were oriental and something Middle Eastern. "Ghaida?" She called out but no one answered. 

She walked around until she found a room upstairs. Ghaida was laying in the middle of the floor, unconscious and unmoving. Elizabeth ran, skidding to her knees, shaking Ghaida. As she rolled over, they could all see that her wrists were cut and bleeding. 

"GHAIDA?" Elizabeth cried out, fingers trembling as she tried to find a pulse. Then her hand was fumbling for her phone. "I have an emergency-" The memory faded out. 

Ghaida looked away from everyone else, but Loki got up, putting his arms around her, pulling her into a hug and murmured something into her ear. 

Then the memories slowed up to show Elizabeth hiding, looking down upon her mother and father. Paul had aged well, but he was getting old now, somewhere in his late sixties, early seventies. 

"You used them on me." Paul said aggressively. "That man- Sebastian. You have been HYDRA all along? You had control of the Winter Soldier?" 

Lucinda sighed, looking down. "Paul, I was doing work for humanity-" 

"HYDRA forced that man to kill hundreds. And what about Elizabeth? My daughter? I always thought it was strange that you were taking her off to God- knows where, but I was glad the two of you were bonding. And she was so happy wherever she went. Did you force her to kill too? How many people did you make her kill?" 

"I wanted nothing, but her safety." Lucinda hissed. "James Barnes kept her plenty safe there-" 

"Until she ended up in a hospital, shot in the chest. And she doesn't remember any of it!" Paul roared. "You've done all of this behind my back Lucy!" 

"I was keeping you safe too!" Lucinda yelled back, tears in her eyes. "and our daughter-" 

"No. My daughter. She was never yours." Paul shook his head, pushing past her. "You were protecting yourself. You're done with her. Elizabeth deserves to know-" 

The gunshot rang out as Lucinda sobbed and Paul fell to his knees. "She's mine." Lucinda cried. Elizabeth jerked, stumbling to her feet and running. She dashed into her bedroom, tears streaming down her face as she shoved random things into her backpack. She grabbed the Penguin Pillow pet and then something silver off her dresser. 

She ran down the stairs and then cursed, turning. The silver ring bounced across the floor, rolling underneath the vent. 

"E?" Her mothers' voice called through the house. "Are you home?" 

Elizabeth threw the door open and skidded past her mom. 

"E?" 

"Stay away from me." Elizabeth gasped. 

Lucinda sighed, but started to chant. "Desire. Fragile. Nine. Midnight. Icebox. Thirteen. Sergeant. Swimming. Sixteen. Sebastian." 

Elizabeth froze, hand on the door. "Ready to comply." She whispered. 

Lucinda sighed. "Let go of the door handle." 

Elizabeth's hand fell. Her head was hanging, but Penny knew that she was faking it. 

"Just stand there for ten minutes." Lucinda sighed, moving out through the doorway. 

Elizabeth stood there, but not for ten minutes, soon dashing out the door. Lucinda called behind her, but Elizabeth shot upwards, using the water from the sewers. 

The memory faded until it was all of them in a car, weaving in and out of traffic. Violetta was leaning out the window, shooting at something behind them while Elizabeth tried to keep a water shield up around them. 

"WE'RE NOT GOING TO LOSE THEM IF YOU KEEP DRIVING LIKE A PUSSY!" Violetta shouted at Lan, who was behind the wheel. 

"YOU AMERICANS DRIVE ON THE WRONG SIDE OF THE ROAD!" Lan shouted back. 

"I'M ITALIAN! FIGURE IT OUT!" Violetta shouted back, shooting. 

"Elizabeth, we need a plan." Trang said, holding her hands out against the seats, keeping herself steady. "I can maybe call in some drones, but-" 

"New York." Elizabeth ordered. "S.H.I.E.L.D. headquarters. We need to find Maria Hill, that is our only lead right now." 

"Elizabeth, they're on either side of us." Mai warned. Bullets shot through the car and they all hit the deck as the car went and was rammed towards the side. Ghaida flew forwards, smashing into the seat and fell, unconscious. Elijah pulled her into his arms, trying to provide care. 

"Elizabeth." Elijah whispered. Elizabeth looked at him and then nodded. 

"Hold them off." Elizabeth whispered. "Meet us in New York. Ahni, you need to take Ghaida." 

Ahni took Ghaida into her arms and they all left the car. Elijah set fire to the boys motorcycles and then started to hold them off. 

The memories faded again. Now, Elizabeth was standing with only Elijah and Katya in a room. Penny's father, Thor, and Loki were the only other three in the room. 

"Nelson, I told you to stay on that ship, no matter what." Fury said angrily. 

"Well then you need to do a better job of keeping my friends safe, or I'm going to do it for you." Elizabeth snapped, jabbing her finger at him. "And if you would just give me the information I need to find these HYDRA bases, then I can find Ahni, get back to the ship-" 

"And tell the Navy what?" Fury asked. "That you can magic yourself on and off the boat? There are HYDRA spies on that boat." 

"And you've turned me into a spy." Elizabeth snapped. "Which I've done in return for keeping my friends safe. You've failed. So don't be mad at me for failing to uphold my end after you failed to keep yours." 

It was silent for some time and then Loki stepped forwards, eyes twinkling with mischief. "If you pick that hammer up, I pledge my help." 

Elijah scoffed and Katya rolled her eyes. "C'mon, we'll get Trang to hack Starks' interface. This is no help." 

"Starks' interface is more secure than whatever you can throw at it." Thor rumbled.

"You would think considering Lucinda has turned Ahni into a super soldier, you'd be more apt to help." Katya said angrily. 

"Oh but they'd love another super soldier, wouldn't they." Elijah snarled. "Cause two just isn't enough."

"Can we go now?" Elizabeth's voice interrupted and they all looked over to see Elizabeth was annoyed- and holding Thor's hammer. "Here." She held it out towards Loki, who looked stunned. And then Loki swept into a bow. 

"Like I said, my Queen." 

"Knock it off brother." Thor said, seeming frustrated, taking the hammer from Elizabeth's hand. 

The next memory was of the Ohioans, Loki, Thor, and Clint heading into a HYDRA base. They could hear fighting up ahead and they readied themselves. But as they charged into the room, they were only met with Steve, Bucky, Natasha, and Sam. 

"Clint? Loki? What are you doing here?" Steve asked, looking between all of them while Elizabeth had frozen, staring at Bucky with wide eyes. "Who are they?" 

"We're looking for our friend." Mai interjected. "African America, female. Pretty tall. She was taken captive." 

"Not anymore." Bucky said. "They've turned her into a super soldier. Trigger words and everything. She's on a rampage." 

"Which direction?" Elizabeth asked, still unable to tear her eyes from Bucky. 

"That way." Sam answered, pointing. 

Elizabeth looked away finally and said, "We'll take it from here." 

"I think I'd like to know who you all are first." Steve frowned, crossing his arms over his chest. 

"Nobody." Elizabeth replied. 

Suddenly, shots rang out and Elizabeth's water shields went up immediately. "Elijah, Lan, Mai, take the flanks. Now. Vi, Kat, I need you two up high." They went running and soon enough, they had taken Ahni down. 

"Yeah." Bucky scoffed, "A bunch of nobodies." 

"I have to get back." Elizabeth ignored Bucky, turning to Elijah. "Tell Nick to protect you all better. Thanks." 

She shot up with the water, landing herself in the ocean and took off back to the ship. 

The memories after that were mostly about the ship and how eventually she took it down, letting the ship explode. 

Then, joining the Avengers. 

Elizabeth mostly avoided them, spending a lot of time in the vents. Particularly in the vent in Steve, Bucky, and Sams' room. 

"She remembered me." Bucky whispered. "She remembered me and I couldn't remember her." 

"That's why she was so withdrawn at first." Pietro murmured. 

Finally, Clint found her in the vents. This time, she was just in them, not overseeing any room. "Hey, what are you doing up here?" 

"I like it up here." Elizabeth whispered. 

"Yeah? Me too." Clint said, sitting next to her. They were silent for a long them before Clint said, "Did we piss you off somehow? We never see you?" 

"No." Elizabeth whispered. "I just have trust issues." 

Clint chuckled, "Yeah, I think we all do. You'll fit right in, in no time. Or at you upset about your soulmate being with the other girls?" 

"What? No." Elizabeth shook her head. "No, I said he could. But I just can't join in until I know I won't. . . get hurt." 

Clint nodded. "Yeah. I was the same way. So was Bucky. He could only be with Steve at first. Couldn't even really be with Sam. But he's pretty flirty now." 

Elizabeth nodded, eyes pricking with tears and she quickly looked away. "I noticed." 

"So, what do you like to do?" Clint questioned. 

Elizabeth looked at him, "I don't even know." 

Clint smiled sadly at that. "Want to shoot with me?" 

Elizabeth hesitated and then nodded. Clint took her down to the archery range with him. He taught her how to shoot and she was smiling in no time. And when she hit the middle, she actually turned around and kissed him on the cheek. 

Clint chuckled as the two of them walked out. "You're not a bad shot." 

"Thanks." Elizabeth said happily. "I'll see you later Clint." 

Clint grinned and said, "See you later little bird." 

Elizabeth was back in the vents, listening to them talk. "I don't know, I mean, she seems nice enough." Bucky was saying hesitantly. "But it's not like we know her." 

"She probably is dealing with memory issues like you Buck." Sam said gently. "If she had to deal with HYDRA." 

"Yeah, well, I just hope she isn't HYDRA." Bucky said and tears slid down Elizabeth's cheeks. "Maybe we could ask Wanda to search her mind." 

Elizabeth crawled away, sliding into her own bedroom. She sat on the bed, wrapping her arms around her legs, rocking back and forth. 

There was a knock on the door and she wiped her tears away. "Come in." 

It was Ghaida. The Indian girl just got on the bed and hugged her friend. Elizabeth burst into sobs, "He doesn't remember me!" 

"I know." Ghaida whispered. "It's okay Elizabeth." 

Elizabeth wiped her tears away, sniffling. "I don't know what to do. Every time I look at him. . . all I can remember is how much we loved each other. And It's not fair. I don't want to remember if he doesn't. I- And Elijah- how is it fair to Elijah? And it's so painful. Every time he looks at me there's nothing. Nothing. I- I don't- I can't." 

Ghaida hesitated and then held out her hand, which contained two pills. "Trang designed them especially for this since I've known for a little bit. She. . . she already took one so she forgets that you know Bucky. And I'll take one too so I forget too. And you can start over Elizabeth. You can learn to love him again, without the painful memories." 

Elizabeth picked up the pill and Ghaida continued, "You don't have to. It's your choice." And Ghaida took her own pill, falling unconscious. 

Elizabeth closed her eyes, crying again. She picked up the penguin pillow pet, hugging it to her chest. She raised the pill to her lips. "Sebastian." And she swallowed the pill. 

Penny saw how painful the next memories were. Elizabeth had done a complete one-eighty, becoming the radiant beam of sunshine that Penny had first known her as. She easily interacted with all of the others, becoming very close with Clint at first and then Sam. Her and Fury interacted together a lot as well. Then Loki and Thor along with Rhodey and Heimdall. Pietro and Steve and Bucky was some of the last ones. 

But there was nothing there between the two anymore. 

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100 different AUs

academic au

alien au

alpha/beta/omega au

amnesia au

apocalypse au

artist au

arranged marriage au

assassin au

athlete au

babysitter/nanny au

bakery au

bartender au

billionaire au

bodyguard au

bodyswap au

bookstore au

bounty hunter au

brother's best friend/dad's best friend au

camgirl au

camp counselor au

chef au

circus au

coffee shop au

cowboy au

cult au

dark au

deserted island au

dog walker au

dystopian au

enemies to lovers/rivals au

fairy tale au

fake relationship au

fantasy au

farm au

firefighter au

fisherman au

flower shop au

friends with benefits au

ghost au

grocery store au

guardian angel au

haunted house au

historical au

hitchhiker au

holiday au

hospital au

hunter/prey au

kidnapping au

law enforcement au

library au

lifeguard au

lumberjack au

mafia/mob au

maid/butler au

magic au

master/slave au

mechanic au

mermaid au

model au

modern au

monster au

mundane au

music store au

neighbour au

office/coworker au

paranormal investigator au

pen pal au

pirate au

prison au

private detective au

reincarnation au

road trip au

rockstar au

roommate au

royalty au

scientist au

sex worker au

single parent au

slasher au

soulmates au

space au

spy au

stalker au

stepcest au

street racer au

sugar daddy au

superhero au

surfer au

tattoo artist au

teacher/professor/tutor au

time travel au

treasure hunter au

undercover au

vampire/werewolf au

veterinarian au

vigilante au

wedding planner au

western au

witch au

yandere au

[harmonyloveangels1990]

Open Master/Slave RP (Male, Female, or Futa only)

Kallen Kōzuki had gone undercover dressed in this bunny outfit to find Lelouch and free him. To do this, she made a deal with your muse, a young man who agreed to help her get in, and get their friend out. If they went out on a date when the fighting ended. Once the fighting did end Kallen kept her word and went on a date with your muse.

So much so that they ended up together and have been sleeping together more often. Both switching it up on what they wanted to do to keep the sex interesting. It was your muse's turn and Kallen was asked to...wear the same bunny outfit as before and play a little master/slave role. Something she was already used to while undercover.

"Um a-are you sure you couldn't have gotten me an outfit that was um bigger? No offense, but I was a little younger when I had this on the first time and had grown since then. So, its um not doing its job of covering certain areas well~"

((have fun with her and don't go too far))

[palfriendpatine66]

Fic Rec Friday - Smut Fics

I asked for your smuttiest fic recs and here is what you all delivered! This diverse fic list might help you find something new. Read the descriptions and then check the tags before reading. Be kind. Don’t yuck anyone’s yum. If you don’t like it keep on scrolling for something you do. I know we can do this. Enjoy! 💕

Your community sourced spank bank is as follows: please let me know if there is anything crazy in the formatting or links. Im doing my best!

Happy Wife, Happy Life - Squid_Ink: (Rexsoka) post o66, feat. heavily pregnant Ahsoka who is feeling down about how her body is changing, a feeling that is not helped by the scent of Rex's Togruta coworkers on him :3

Duchess, Degenerate, Disaster - Sendpseuds (Obi-Wan kenobi/Satine/Quinlan Vos) : Satine and Obi-Wan invite Quinlan to bed. A threesome from all three perspectives.

‘Com’Passion - wibzen: (Obi-Kenobi/Mace Windu/Anakin Skywalker) Anakin walks in on Obi-Wan and Mace Windu and is conflicted, to say the least. They help him through it.

Sell Your Body To The Night (Prostitute!Anakin AU) - Bittodeath: The whole series is one long fuck and kink fest. It includes Anakin/Cody, Anakin/Fives, Anakin/Wolfe, Anakin/Fox, Anakin/Obi-Wan, Anakin/Mace, Anakin/Quinlan

Spanking Skywalker - Maiaspen: Very obikin heavy fic but also feat. Anakin/Kit Fisto and Obi-Wan/Kit Fisto in which Kit Fisto takes it upon himself to discipline Obi-Wan’s petulant padawan

Help you to help me - you_idjits: (Referenced Quin/Anakin but only obikin action. Quin and Anakin report to the council after having taken part of a *fertility ritual* on a joint mission. Obi-Wan is definitely fine with that. Totally. So fine. It’s fine.

bound up with you - DreamingMoonlight: (obikin) Anakin asks Obi-Wan to try tying him up in bed

Fuck You Daddy - loquarocoeur; (Obikin) Anakin slips up during sex. Obi-Wan is a little shit. They fuck about it (daddy kink)

Lace Me Up, Hold Me Tight - lilredghost: (obikin) There's a little misunderstanding when Obi-Wan and Anakin are first back at the temple together, but it gets sorted out and ends up with a delicious bottom Obi-Wan in lingerie that Anakin has his way with.

Test Drive - sendpseuds (Obikin) Road head, the fic.

Serendipity - Darkwhisperings (Obikin) An accidental discovery on the holonet leads Anakin to a personal discovery about himself. And his Master. The rest, well, that's a happy accident. (breath play, praise kink, gentle dom obi-wan kenobi)

Comfort - skyl_tales : (Obikin) Omega Obi-Wan ends up nursing Anakin when he first came to him. What starts off innocent takes a turn as Anakin, an alpha, grows up (male lactation)

Lifting the fog - egeria: (obikin) By the early afternoon, Anakin knew he needed a release. A release he could not hope to find on his own. So, instead, he found Obi-Wan. or: sometimes, anakin needs his daddy (Known to convert readers to age play)

Cooking Lesson - rexismycopilot (Obikin) Anakin is a culinary student under Chef Kenobi. He finds out the hard way what happens when he doesn’t listen (non con, dubious consent, spanking)

he already acts the part of the baby, just give him the pacifier - GayCheerios: Obi-Wan and Anakin land on a strange planet, and they are all but required to try and live a life of Caregivers and Littles (age play/regression)

Obikin Kinktober 2023 - lemon_sprinkles Featuring 31 kinky one shots 🔥🔥🔥

Bath time Gwendolyn (storiesofchaos) (part of their Baby Bratty Padawan Anakin series) bath time, bratting to get fucked

Obikin Kaleidoscope | Prompted AUs - intermundia: 25 glorious chapters of prompt fills. So many different situations, all amazing! (Or anything by them. Highly recommend!)

We become the threads, intertwining - Gwendolyn (storiesofchaos): (Obikin) Or, in which Anakin knows pretending to be married to his Master and sleeping in the same bed is never destined to end well. Until it does

For Your Pleasure -himboskywalker: (Obikin) Undercover as slaver and slave,Obi-Wan and Anakin infiltrate a slaver's ring,only for Anakin's training and ability to take punishment to come into question.

Cross-Wired -himboskywalker; (Obikin) In the midst of battle Anakin's prosthesis takes damage and with no backup arm,it's a problem that needs immediate fixing.But crushed durasteel and fritzed wires equals all sorts of curious nerve responses while his master tries to disconnect the neural receptors.

Give them Blood - himboskywalker: (Obikin) In the midst of the Clone Wars Obi-Wan is bitten by an alien creature that forces him to live off human blood.During a campaign on Eadu it becomes a complication under blockade and Anakin is determined to not let his stubborn master starve.This has nothing to do with the way his stomach flips at the sight of Obi-Wan's sharpened fangs, not at all.

portrait of a female, blahzarry: (obikin)Ducking into a dingy movie theatre to hide from the enemy, Anakin and Obi-Wan get more than they bargained for

Mutually Assured Destruction - Darkwhispering & tideswept: (obikin)CEO Obi-Wan who is in a marriage of convenience with politician Satine, thinks he takes home sex worker Anakin.

Aggressive negotiations - rangarlothcat: (Obikin)Or, five times Obi-Wan makes use of Anakin's beauty in a negotiation, and one time someone turns the tables on him.

Learn your place, young one: Ragnarlothcat: (Obikin) Obi-Wan and his Padawan have just foiled an assassination attempt against Senator Amidala. Obi-Wan suspects they're about to be sent on separate missions and the very idea of it is eating him up inside, probably because he's worried Anakin will embarrass himself again. Probably that and no other reason.

The Size of the Fight in the Dog - tennessoui: (Obikin) The thing is, there's very little doubt in Anakin's mind that his master is just as in love with him as he is with his master. He just doesn't know if Obi-Wan is on the same page. But Anakin can seduce him. He's very desirable, everyone thinks so. And with the war buffeting them about around the galaxy, he can't take the risk of his master not knowing they're meant to be together. Not when one of them could die any day. Or worse, sleep with someone else.

Sordid Details Following jld_az (Not Star Wars) Chronicles of Amber

[tranakin-skywalker]

how exactly does tcw handle zygerria? i’ve been really adverse to watching it because of what i’ve seen surrounding anakin’s characterisation in that arc and i don’t know if i’d feel up to it even if the angst potential is soo high and fucked up and could be interesting to explore

It's... not great I'll be honest.

I'm not sure how much you're familiar with the arc, but they have Anakin go undercover as a slaver, which, okay sure. Going undercover in a way that is deeply uncomfortable and traumatic for him, but means saving innocent people, really great opportunity to explore Anakin's character and what an experience like that would do to him. Only, the show doesn't bother with any of that.

He acts pretty unbothered about the whole thing. Not in a way that makes it seem like he's deflecting, either. He really doesn't seem all that bothered about pretending to be a slave master, or that he has to whoo the queen of a slave empire.

And it's not like the creators forgot that he was a child slave and lived this reality for the first nine years of his life. He outright mentions the fact that his mother was sold in a slave market like the one they're walking through at one point.

Then there's the whole thing with Ahsoka posing as his slave. I... cannot imagine any universe where Anakin would be okay with something like that. Putting her in that position does not seem in character for him at all.

Then you add in some of the dialogue the writers put in there...

Who are you and what have you done with my boy?

This just does not in any shape way or form seem in character for him? Making light of the situation and joking about things to distract from how viscerally uncomfortable this is all making him? Sure. But not like this.

And then there's the end of the arc, where (spoilers) the Zygerrian Queen dies. This is a character who 1) rules a slave empire, 2) has enslaved and tortured Ahsoka, Obi-Wan and Rex and used them as hostages to get Anakin to do what she wants and 3) was implied by the show to have coerced Anakin into sex (genuinely cannot believe a kids show got away with that one) and the creators had the gall to have Anakin cradle her body as she died. The guy who murdered an entire village for killing his mother, held this woman and looked sad as she died.

I do not understand the decisions made here. I really don't.

Honestly, if you're interested in the angst of the episode but not the execution, just skip the show and read some fanfic about the Zygerria arc. There's a lot of really great ones that focus on the events of the arc and the aftermath.

Some of my favorites:

System Reset by That_Ghost_Kristoff. Honestly, this whole series is great

Dog Bites by Husborth

Goes to Ground also by Husborth cuz she's awesome like that

Time by katierosefun

Or you could read the Clone Wars comic of Slaves of the Republic, which actually handles the arc a lot better.

[k-germsworld]

Do you have smuts idea you finally scrap (like literally scrap no plan to write it again)? Can you give an example (the idol + kinks you supposed to write) Are you okay if other people write it?

I really have one idea and trying to make it to a series. This smuts idea is inspired by one of the author in Tumblr is about Student Council. I want to write it as series and I really wrote for 3 to 4 part. I already had the ending in my mind like but I cant think the turning point to my ideal ending so i end up stop to write it down. However, I can briefly tell the idea.

A college is control by the student council and the student council is trying to rank the student by their net worth. The student council even encourage them to gamble so they can climb up their rank. They count the money every month, and the 10 people with the most money will receive rewards from the student council. Students who go bankrupt and accumulate debts will become their sex slaves. The main character is a new student and he try to overthrow this system. In the process of overthrowing, he met some friends. These friends were reluctant to join at first, but finally decided to overthrow the student union together. In the process, the main character also know that there were only six members in the student union. He also had sex with the six of them by chance. And the ending, he successfully overthrowing the system.

I already think of how their characteristics is.

Sowon is the head of council... The system is made by her.. She has two faces.... 1 is normal like she is an innocent girl in the school and 1 is she is covering her face by a mask so the other students cant know who is the head of students council. Only the member of student council know.

Yerin - A tour guide and the assistant of Sowon

Eunha - A sex addict who love to fuck in everywhere and anytime.

Yuju - She doesn't want to care about anything except her own dance club. Few people know that she is also a member of the student council, so she is sometimes arranged to be an undercove to make those who are disliked by the student union becoming their slaves

Sinb - A arrogant queen in school. She and Eunha often quarreled, and many students were afraid of her. She was challenged by the main character's friend and lost, and ended up becoming his sex slave.

Umji - Sowon's most capable assistant. If there is anything you want to settle, just give it to Umji. Umji will definitely help the student council settle it.

That all for the story.... I don't think I will let people to write this. Even this is scrap, but I still consider this is one of my hard work so i wouldn't let others to write this

[rwac96]

My Moods (August 4th)

Original Stud AU: Horror AU: Werewolf AU, Crossover: Fusion AU, Law & Crime AU: Undercover Cop AU, Clone AU, Stolen Hearts AU

Alpha Stud AU: Horror AU: Werewolf AU, Crossover: Fusion AU, Law & Crime AU: Undercover Cop AU, Clone AU, Slavery AU: Breeding Slave AU, Stolen Hearts AU

General Moods: Crossover Smut, Pet Play, Dom/Sub, Rough Sex, NTR, Seduction, Mind Break, Dirty Talk, 2Koma, Big Cock/Breasts/Ass

Main Muses: Bullet (Blazblue), Vegeta, Vi, Jiraiya, Blake Belladonna, Natsu Dragneel, Chun-Li, Lie Ren, Nami (One Piece), Cloud Strife, Tsunade Senju

Male Muses: Character/Muse List

Female Muses: Character/Muse List

Meme(s): Free For All

[hamliet]

Hi! I just want to say I love your alchemy meta posts related to asoiaf! So many things clicked after reading them. Wanted to ask, you mentioned that Dany/Jon have an active/passive motif in their respective arcs, can you elaborate on that? Does it refer to their future arc in TWOW? (Dany going all out on slavery/conquest, Jon adopting a more apathetic attitude to the impeding doom of the Long Night...)

Hi!! So, you're here to nag me about the meta I said I would write and never did despite outlining it, yes, fair enough. (I'm kidding with you! Thanks actually for this kick in the pants.)

It's actually a motif for both Jon and Dany's arcs throughout the entire story. So let's start by redefining again what the point of passive/active is. In alchemy, the main goal is the "union of opposites," usually embodied in two characters in literature. The classic opposites tend to have the following motifs/symbols associated with them:

Male: Sun, sulphur, fire and air, hot and dry, red, gold, heart, active.

Female: Moon, mercury (or quicksilver), earth and water, cool and moist, white, silver, mind, passive.

ASOIAF switches the genders, which is very interesting. Jon is marked as white, water (snow), has qualities of mercury (mercury can shift states very easily; Jon goes undercover), is cunning, is of course associated with the cold north. Dany...

Well, Dany actually starts A Game of Thrones as passive (not wanting to marry Drogo and begging Viserys not to make her), but by the end of the first book she is fully active. This actually fits her other "alchemical" motifs because she starts off as white, the "moon of [Drogo's] life,", silver, etc. but by the end of the first book is reborn out of fire, and is therefore marked as sun, sulfur, gold, fire and air (flying on fire-breathing dragons), hot and dry (the territory of Essos), etc.

And of course, Dany is active, while Jon is passive. Let's go through the books, shall we? The active/passive motif exists in relationships as well as their internal motivations/personal goals.

Let's compare their (romantic/sexual) relationships first. Jon is reluctant to get involved with Ygritte and only does when there is little choice; he is attracted to her, so I wouldn't say it's nonconsensual, but there's also certainly an element of "do it or die." Dany also had little choice with Drogo, but by the middle of AGOT she's the one initiating public sex with him without any shame.

Jon's other quasi-romantic relationship so far is with Val, which thus far is (and likely will forever remain) unconsummated, with Jon fully committing to never violating his vows again. He also refuses to marry Val even though doing so would be politically expedient for Stannis. In contrast, Daenerys initiates with Daario, and she is the one who decides to marry Hizdahr even though she doesn't want to, for reasons of political expedience. She's actively making these choices.

It's even present in how they treat subordinates in regards to sex. Dany has sex with Irri and feels guilty for it, because even if Irri is happy to do so, she's still Dany's servant, and Dany knows there's an uncomfortable power dynamic there and expressly feels guilt over it. Jon is instead defined by what he doesn't do: his brothers of the Night's Watch spread rumors about him and Satin, but the reality is that nothing is going on and there probably isn't any attraction there either. Dany takes action; Jon does nothing and thinks that it'll all blow over and people will come to accept Satin, when that is very naive. (I'm not saying Jon is doing anything wrong; he's not. It's just an interesting parallel I noticed.)

Then let's talk their purposes and internal motivations. Jon defines himself as illegitimate, as Ned Stark's bastard. Daenerys defines herself as the rightful heir to the Targaryen dynasty. How does this translate into active vs passive?

Daenerys is active in regards to protecting slaves and freeing them. She just doesn't always do it wisely. But she intervenes and stops several assaults and frees people, crowning herself queen in Meereen to stay queen.

Jon, on the other hand, is a lot more passive. He refuses to help Gilly when she asks for help at the visit to Craster's because it's just not done and would violate his vows. Jon is forced by Qhorin Halfhand to go undercover with the Wildings; literally, he's pushed into it. Even when he is elected as Lord Commander of the Night's Watch, he did not campaign for himself nor seek it out. It's passivity, and a sharp contrast to Daenerys's deliberate seeking of power.

However, what they both do with power is very similar. Daenerys wants to free people and save them. Jon, too, wants to save the Wildlings. They can't help but empathize with people mistreated around them. Daenerys definitely sees herself in slaves (sold to Drogo), in sexual assault victims (again, Drogo), and in people forcibly taken to strange lands (being raised in Essos, always on the run). Jon sees himself in the Wildlings, always defined as an "other" despite being very human (Wildlings and bastards are treated differently for no legitimate reason). Both struggle with duty vs passion, with Dany choosing duty (Hizdahr) over passion (Daario), and Jon of course as well (choosing the Night's Watch over Ygritte and over Val).

As for the future, well. Every character tends to become "the monster you think I am," to quote Tyrion. What is the monster everyone thinks Daenerys is? What is the monster everyone thinks Jon is?

The Mad King's Daughter.

Bastards are craven.

Both quotes occur multiple times in every single book. Both Jon and Dany try to define themselves as different from this. Jon refuses to be craven. Dany is in denial about who her father was, but there's also a level wherein she worries about her own sanity, so she suspects something.

Both Jon and Dany also make an opposite decision in A Dance With Dragons. Jon finally chooses to be active and march south; the problem is that this completely destroys duty and is foolish. Dany chooses to be passive and robes herself in white and pearls again in her marriage to Hizdahr. It just... doesn't work out for either of them.

Both have tried so hard, and gotten nothing. They're going to sink into their flaws, their tendencies towards activity and passivity, and also become the monsters people think they are. HOWEVER. Their arcs are not going to end with them as monsters. They need to see what they are capable of becoming to truly face their demons and overcome them.

Daenerys is going to go on the warpath in The Winds of Winter. I think that's very clear from her final chapter in A Dance With Dragons. She tried to temper herself. She chained her dragons. She married a Meereenese man. She let the fighting pits reopen. It hasn't brought the peace she's been seeking. I think she'll use fire and blood to subdue her enemies and take Westeros.

Jon, on the other hand, has just been killed. Melisandre is clearly going to resurrect him. He wanted to march south and ditch duty before he died, and I don't doubt he'll ditch duty. Why hang around the Night's Watch when they just killed you? He's probably going to sink into apathy, especially once he finds out that Arya is not the girl in need of rescue. His family is nowhere around him. He was just killed by his new "brothers." Why bother? Why keep caring? Why keep trying? I definitely see him ditching the Watch but not coming to Stannis's aid either.

Also, both will get a reveal about their parents. Dany will learn that the Mad King was truly evil when King's Landing blows up in her face in a green blur of her dad's wildfyre. Jon will learn he's actually not Ned Stark's bastard... not even his son, in fact. Dany's reveal will be a result of her action, Jon's will almost certainly be a reveal from someone else to him, not his own searching. Dany will be horrified because of what her father wanted to do and what she committed (even if she didn't mean to go so far), while Jon will be horrified by what was omitted by the man he thought was his father.

But the answers to their problems can be found through each other. Jon will find his family again--his siblings Arya, Bran, maybe Rickon, and Sansa--and meet Sam again, too. He'll find love with Daenerys, someone who has messed up atrociously and still wants to do good. And he'll find out that being a Targaryen is not a taint through her; even when you'e messed up, you can still be a hero. Daenerys will be wondering why on earth she even has her dragons and how she can possibly rule after leaving the city in ashes, and along come the Others. She's the only one who can defeat them. She'll just have killed f!Aegon (likely unintentionally) and knew he was a fraud, but here's an actual family member. She's not the last Targaryen; instead of seeing that as a threat, I think she'll see it as a comfort eventually. Dany will help Jon remember his duty again, and Jon will help Dany love and be loved again, and together they'll save the world.

[dailyunsolvedmysteries]

John Edward Robinson, Sr., a.k.a. "The Slave Master". The First Internet Killer

Robinson was born in Cicero, Illinois. He started attending trade school to study radiology. Though he only spent two years there and didn't finish his training, he was still able to get a job as an X-ray technician at a children's hospital in Kansas City, Missouri by forging credentials. Though Robinson was convicted of theft, fraud, and embezzlement several times between 1969 and 1991, he was able to work for charitable organizations and as a civic leader. In 1977, working for a handicapped service organization, he managed to get on its board of directors and created a "Man of the Year" award as his first action and awarded it to himself.

When it was covered by the media, several people realized that Robinson had forged their recommendations. The press spent two weeks exposing Robinson as the fraud he was, though only his wife and children seemed to suffer. Robinson is suspected to have committed his first murder in 1984 when he hired 19-year-old Paula Godfrey to work as a sales representative for two shell companies he had made in order to create fake credentials for himself. After Robinson allegedly sent her away for some training, she was never seen again.

In 1983, Robinson's crimes escalated. His brother, Don Robinson, and his wife, Helen, had unsuccessfully been trying to conceive and formally adopt a child. Claiming to have connections in the adoption business, Robinson started looking for single pregnant women who could provide a child, presumably to enter the black market adoption business. Because he wasn't able to get any referrals from social services, he went directly to the source and approached 19-year-old Lisa Stasi, the single mother of a four-month-old baby, Tiffany, at a battered women's shelter in January of 1985. Using the name "Josh Osborne", he convinced her that he would take her into a training program in Texas that included daycare and job training. On January 9, he came to the home of Stasi's sister and picked up Tiffany. The next day, Stasi's family got a phone call in which a terrified-sounding Stasi said "they" had deemed her an unfit mother and that her mother, Betty, had said she wanted the baby. The last her family heard from Lisa were the words "here they come" over the phone before it was disconnected. No one saw or had any contact with Lisa after that. Two days later, Robinson handed Tiffany over to his brother along with forged legal documents about the adoption that claimed the child's mother had committed suicide. The same day, Stasi's family filed a missing persons report. Robinson was investigated on suspicion of violating the Mann Act, which originally prohibited white slavery and transportation of women across state lines for "immoral purposes". This was then changed to the word "immoral" was narrowed down to prostitution and other illegal sexual acts, such as sending Stasi and Godfrey over state lines for work. As Robinson's probation was re-evaluated, he became a major player in the underground sex industry, involved in S&M-related prostitution.

The FBI sent in a female undercover agent to pose as a potential prostitute for Robinson, but became so concerned that her life was in danger and pulled her out. An important witness in Robinson's trial for violating his probation was a prostitute named Teresa who worked for him and who was also his mistress. Robinson had threatened Teresa by sticking the barrel of a loaded gun into her vagina after she displeased a client. Teresa she was then taken into safe custody and Robinson was unable to face his accuser in court, thereby ending the proceedings in his favor. Not long afterwards, in 1987, he went to prison on a theft conviction and wasn't released until 1993. After his release, Robinson discovered the internet, which gave him access to all kinds of BDSM-related chat rooms and contact pages. Using the nickname "Slavemaster", he used the technology to gain access to many of his victims which lead him to being the first serial killer to use the internet to hunt for victims. In the meantime, his wife supported the family by taking a job as the manager of the trailer park the family had been forced to move into after losing their suburban home. Robinson's first victim during this period was Beverly Bonner, a prison librarian, whom Robinson seduced and convinced to leave her husband. After their divorce, Robinson got her to move to Olathe, promising to give her a job at one of his ventures. She disappeared almost immediately, but not before signing over her alimony checks to Robinson. Robinson continued to cash Bonner's checks, and when questioned by her former husband, told him that she had moved to Australia.

In 1994, he made contact with a woman named Sheila Faith on a social networking site. Faith's daughter, Debbie, was confined to a wheelchair. Promising to give her work and provide medical care for her daughter, Robinson convinced Faith to move to Kansas City, where he killed both mother and daughter and began cashing Faith's pension checks. In 1997, Robinson met Polish immigrant Izabela Lewicka at a BDSM contact site. She then dropped out of community college and moved in with Robinson. She then agreed to become a submissive for him and to become an intern at a non-existent publishing business he told her he ran. She signed a 115-year slave contract which gave Robinson possession of all of her belongings including her bank accounts. In 1999, Robinson killed Lewicka. Robinson's last known victim was Suzette Trouten, another submissive at a BDSM site who worked as a nurse during the day. Robinson convinced her to work for him as a caregiver for his elderly father. After agreeing to the job, Touten moved to Kansas and soon disappeared. To cover it up, Robinson sent her mother several type-written letters, all of which were written using much better spelling than Touten usually used, and were post-marked in Kansas.

By 1999, Robinson had become careless about covering his tracks and had attracted the attention of authorities in both Kansas and Missouri as a result of all of the missing person reports that were linked to him somehow. For some weeks after killing Suzette Trouten, he hijacked her email account and kept in touch with some of her online friends to keep up the appearance of her being alive, though the bluff wasn't hard to see through. One of the friends, a woman named Lore, started investigating Robinson, who went by "J.R. Turner" in his communication with them. He also began an online relationship with a laid-off psychiatrist named Vickie, who could very well have become his next victim. By then, the authorities were investigating Robinson. In the spring of 2000, Robinson wired some money to Vickie and arranged a meeting with her in a motel in Overland Park. Staked out in the next room, law enforcement officers heard Robinson force her into rougher sex than Vickie had agreed to (though they weren't aware of how badly she was treated at the time), making him guilty of sexual battery. After he was finished, Robinson left her alone in the room for days. He then sent her back to Texas, keeping the $700 worth of sex toys she had brought with her. Not long afterwards, Robinson repeated the process with Jeanna, an unemployed accountant from Texas, and left her behind as well. Out of fear, she contacted the police.

When Vickie also came forward and the 30-man Robinson task force found out that he had been seducing a woman from Tennessee and had convinced her to come to him and bring her 8-year-old daughter and the deed to her car, they secured an arrest warrant. On June 2, 2000, they raided his mobile home and found five chemical barrels, each of which contained one of Robinson's victims. Though the bodies of Lisa Stasi and Paula Godfrey were never found, the authorities did find evidence linking Robinson to them was as well as proof that he had sold Stasi's daughter to his brother. They also found blood in the apartment Lewicka had stayed in while she was in a slave relationship with Robinson. He was charged with the murders of Trouten, Lewicka, and Stasi, the first two of which would be punishable by death, and the kidnapping of Stasi's baby as well as dozens of fraud and forgery charges. He was ultimately found guilty and sentenced to death as well as life in prison for Stasi's murder. Afterwards, he confessed to his additional five murders. He is currently on death row at the El Dorado Correctional Facility in Kansas waiting for his sentence to be carried out. 

[dailyunsolvedmysteries-movedd]

John Edward Robinson, Sr., a.k.a. "The Slave Master". The First Internet Killer

Robinson was born in Cicero, Illinois. He started attending trade school to study radiology. Though he only spent two years there and didn't finish his training, he was still able to get a job as an X-ray technician at a children's hospital in Kansas City, Missouri by forging credentials. Though Robinson was convicted of theft, fraud, and embezzlement several times between 1969 and 1991, he was able to work for charitable organizations and as a civic leader. In 1977, working for a handicapped service organization, he managed to get on its board of directors and created a "Man of the Year" award as his first action and awarded it to himself.

When it was covered by the media, several people realized that Robinson had forged their recommendations. The press spent two weeks exposing Robinson as the fraud he was, though only his wife and children seemed to suffer. Robinson is suspected to have committed his first murder in 1984 when he hired 19-year-old Paula Godfrey to work as a sales representative for two shell companies he had made in order to create fake credentials for himself. After Robinson allegedly sent her away for some training, she was never seen again.

In 1983, Robinson's crimes escalated. His brother, Don Robinson, and his wife, Helen, had unsuccessfully been trying to conceive and formally adopt a child. Claiming to have connections in the adoption business, Robinson started looking for single pregnant women who could provide a child, presumably to enter the black market adoption business. Because he wasn't able to get any referrals from social services, he went directly to the source and approached 19-year-old Lisa Stasi, the single mother of a four-month-old baby, Tiffany, at a battered women's shelter in January of 1985. Using the name "Josh Osborne", he convinced her that he would take her into a training program in Texas that included daycare and job training. On January 9, he came to the home of Stasi's sister and picked up Tiffany. The next day, Stasi's family got a phone call in which a terrified-sounding Stasi said "they" had deemed her an unfit mother and that her mother, Betty, had said she wanted the baby. The last her family heard from Lisa were the words "here they come" over the phone before it was disconnected. No one saw or had any contact with Lisa after that. Two days later, Robinson handed Tiffany over to his brother along with forged legal documents about the adoption that claimed the child's mother had committed suicide. The same day, Stasi's family filed a missing persons report. Robinson was investigated on suspicion of violating the Mann Act, which originally prohibited white slavery and transportation of women across state lines for "immoral purposes". This was then changed to the word "immoral" was narrowed down to prostitution and other illegal sexual acts, such as sending Stasi and Godfrey over state lines for work. As Robinson's probation was re-evaluated, he became a major player in the underground sex industry, involved in S&M-related prostitution.

The FBI sent in a female undercover agent to pose as a potential prostitute for Robinson, but became so concerned that her life was in danger and pulled her out. An important witness in Robinson's trial for violating his probation was a prostitute named Teresa who worked for him and who was also his mistress. Robinson had threatened Teresa by sticking the barrel of a loaded gun into her vagina after she displeased a client. Teresa she was then taken into safe custody and Robinson was unable to face his accuser in court, thereby ending the proceedings in his favor. Not long afterwards, in 1987, he went to prison on a theft conviction and wasn't released until 1993. After his release, Robinson discovered the internet, which gave him access to all kinds of BDSM-related chat rooms and contact pages. Using the nickname "Slavemaster", he used the technology to gain access to many of his victims which lead him to being the first serial killer to use the internet to hunt for victims. In the meantime, his wife supported the family by taking a job as the manager of the trailer park the family had been forced to move into after losing their suburban home. Robinson's first victim during this period was Beverly Bonner, a prison librarian, whom Robinson seduced and convinced to leave her husband. After their divorce, Robinson got her to move to Olathe, promising to give her a job at one of his ventures. She disappeared almost immediately, but not before signing over her alimony checks to Robinson. Robinson continued to cash Bonner's checks, and when questioned by her former husband, told him that she had moved to Australia.

In 1994, he made contact with a woman named Sheila Faith on a social networking site. Faith's daughter, Debbie, was confined to a wheelchair. Promising to give her work and provide medical care for her daughter, Robinson convinced Faith to move to Kansas City, where he killed both mother and daughter and began cashing Faith's pension checks. In 1997, Robinson met Polish immigrant Izabela Lewicka at a BDSM contact site. She then dropped out of community college and moved in with Robinson. She then agreed to become a submissive for him and to become an intern at a non-existent publishing business he told her he ran. She signed a 115-year slave contract which gave Robinson possession of all of her belongings including her bank accounts. In 1999, Robinson killed Lewicka. Robinson's last known victim was Suzette Trouten, another submissive at a BDSM site who worked as a nurse during the day. Robinson convinced her to work for him as a caregiver for his elderly father. After agreeing to the job, Touten moved to Kansas and soon disappeared. To cover it up, Robinson sent her mother several type-written letters, all of which were written using much better spelling than Touten usually used, and were post-marked in Kansas.

By 1999, Robinson had become careless about covering his tracks and had attracted the attention of authorities in both Kansas and Missouri as a result of all of the missing person reports that were linked to him somehow. For some weeks after killing Suzette Trouten, he hijacked her email account and kept in touch with some of her online friends to keep up the appearance of her being alive, though the bluff wasn't hard to see through. One of the friends, a woman named Lore, started investigating Robinson, who went by "J.R. Turner" in his communication with them. He also began an online relationship with a laid-off psychiatrist named Vickie, who could very well have become his next victim. By then, the authorities were investigating Robinson. In the spring of 2000, Robinson wired some money to Vickie and arranged a meeting with her in a motel in Overland Park. Staked out in the next room, law enforcement officers heard Robinson force her into rougher sex than Vickie had agreed to (though they weren't aware of how badly she was treated at the time), making him guilty of sexual battery. After he was finished, Robinson left her alone in the room for days. He then sent her back to Texas, keeping the $700 worth of sex toys she had brought with her. Not long afterwards, Robinson repeated the process with Jeanna, an unemployed accountant from Texas, and left her behind as well. Out of fear, she contacted the police.

When Vickie also came forward and the 30-man Robinson task force found out that he had been seducing a woman from Tennessee and had convinced her to come to him and bring her 8-year-old daughter and the deed to her car, they secured an arrest warrant. On June 2, 2000, they raided his mobile home and found five chemical barrels, each of which contained one of Robinson's victims. Though the bodies of Lisa Stasi and Paula Godfrey were never found, the authorities did find evidence linking Robinson to them was as well as proof that he had sold Stasi's daughter to his brother. They also found blood in the apartment Lewicka had stayed in while she was in a slave relationship with Robinson. He was charged with the murders of Trouten, Lewicka, and Stasi, the first two of which would be punishable by death, and the kidnapping of Stasi's baby as well as dozens of fraud and forgery charges. He was ultimately found guilty and sentenced to death as well as life in prison for Stasi's murder. Afterwards, he confessed to his additional five murders. He is currently on death row at the El Dorado Correctional Facility in Kansas waiting for his sentence to be carried out. 

[sarahowritesostucky]

Chapters: 4/4 Fandom: Captain America (Movies), Marvel Cinematic Universe Rating: Explicit Warnings: Rape/Non-Con Relationships: James "Bucky" Barnes/Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes/Alexander Pierce Characters: Steve Rogers, James "Bucky" Barnes, Alexander Pierce, Brock Rumlow, Jack Rollins Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern: No Powers, Alternate Universe - Spies & Secret Agents, but with a lot of fucked-up porn, Secret Agent Steve, Sex Slave Bucky, Torture, Slavery, Humiliation, Object Insertion, Wooden Horse - Freeform, Non-Consensual Body Modification, Genital Piercing, Forced Orgasm, Forced Feminization, Hurt/Comfort, an innovative use for candles, an interesting use for pool, an intriguing use for hot sauce, HYDRA Trash Party, Sort Of, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat Series: Part 1 of motions Summary:

If Alexander Pierce, notorious weapons dealer, can be tricked into selling to SHIELD, his entire business will be exposed and the planet will be just a little safer. Steve's not the best at undercover work, but there was nobody else for the job and he would do anything to close the deal. Of course, things get complicated when the deal turns into a competition. Things get more complicated when the competition starts hinging on who can hurt Pierce's submissive the most. Steve's not certain James is here on his own free will, and Steve's not certain he can compromise his morals, even to save millions of lives.

So, I actually read a large amount of the second part of this BEFORE this fic, which was out of order, but I also sort of liked it? Like, not everything made sense, but I got this feeling of this massive backstory between them, this shared trauma. Well THIS fic is the backstory. It is the trauma. And it is so so heartbreakingly, sickeningly, sexily, terribly well-written.  Hydra trash of any sort isn’t my usual speed, but the particular brand of hurt/comfort and humiliation in this, along with the slavery trope and the rescuer trope and how well it’s paced and developed and world-built, really makes it a very easy, very entertaining read. I cannot recommend this fic enough. Please go read it, and then go and read the sequel (or try reading them out of order like I did--it was actually pretty cool!)

[aeltri]

There are also male Presidential Models, make of that what you will. They are a combination of sex worker and courier. What does a courier do? Transport sensitive material, that film title was a tell. Wynne didn't know exactly what he was carrying because he was told not to pry. A Monarch Slave like Benedict would be largely unaware of the classified information stored in his memory because it's only given to specific Alters. I think the Birkins got too greedy and used proxy Handlers to help him network with shady VIPs. Barry was one and someone also saw Hanx creeping around Ben a few years prior to that, at the Bohemian Club IIRC. Hanx is an undercover Rockefeller, that must have been a really bad experience. BTW Zelensky keeps a $3 million apartment in London because he has backers there. People found it odd that Ben, an actor, talked to a head of state. It's not once you understand what he really is. That he's exceptionally skilled at his cover job is beside the point. I don't think Team Soso understands that I'm really exposing them. They've Programmed and Handled Ben, therefore they are largely responsible for whatever he does.

[therealmofamorus]

My Mood

AU(S): Fusion AU, Crossover AU. Bold are AU I wanted to use.

Original Male Stud AU: Horror AU - Slasher AU & Demon AU, Law and Crime AU - Officer AU: Undercover Cop AU, Bleached AU, Lust Virus AU, Incest AU, RWBY AU - Faunus Slave AU + Grimmborn AU & Team BBNT AU, Celebrity AU - Book Author AU, Cyberpunk AU, Fairy Tail AU - Etherious AU, Fantasy World AU: Royalty AU - Noble AU - Lord/Lady AU + Knight/Knightess AU

Alpha Male Stud AU: Law and Crime AU - Criminal AU - Mafia AU + Fugitive AU + Assassin AU, Bimbo Maker AU, Free Use AU, Incest AU, RWBY AU - Faunus Slave AU + Grimmborn AU & Team BBNT AU, Celebrity Au - Social Media AU, Cyberpunk AU, Fairy Tail AU- Etherious AU, Fantasy World AU: Barbarian AU + Overlord AU

General Moods: Crossover Smut, Unexpected Smut, Porn Logic

Kink Moods: Mind Break, Dubcon, Brainwashing, Rough Sex

Muses: Bold is the Main Muses that I wanted to use.

Male: Toshinori Yagi, Geese Howard, Roman Torwick, Hitoshi Shinso, Ragna the Bloodedge, Bane, Jason Todd/Red Hood, Peter Parker/Spider-Man, Sonic the Hedgehog, Ddraig, Laxus Dreyar, Gajeel Redfox, Anakin Skywalker/Darth Vader, Shadow the Hedgehog, Kenpachi Zaraki,

Female: Kuroinu, RWBY, DC Comics, Blazblue, Naruto, Star Wars, Mass Effect, Sonic the Hedgehog Series, Fairy Tail, Marvel Comics, Fatal Fury, Queen's Blade, Xenoblade Chronicles, Fire Emblem, Code Geass, Yu-Gi-Oh, Ben 10, Harry Potter

Meme: My Meme Only

[skarlette1]

Special Spot

I shouldn’t have told Stratagem about my fetish for choking.

We’re teammates on the Libido League. “Contortioness, it’s important that you trust your teammates,” Stratagem had explained. It all made sense when he laid it out the reasons.

Of course I told about the things that turned me on. Someday a supervillain could use my own arousal against me and Stratagem might need to devise a plan to rescue me. He simply had to know about my secret fantasies and kinks.

Of course I told him about the limits of my powers of flexibility. Since he made all the best battle plans for the League, he needed to know our limits so he could work within them.

Of course I told him about the special spot on my neck. It’s that one tiny point on my body where one specific type of pressure both turns my motor on, and my powers off. Stratagem simply had to know about it.

But now that he was using my special spot in one of his brilliant plans, I kinda wish he didn’t know about it.

“You’ll go undercover as one of the Dominator’s sex slaves,” Stratagem had explained. “I’ll trick him into thinking that I’ve betrayed the Libido League and offer you as proof. Once he takes the bait, you’ll already be on the inside and can take him by surprise.”

The plan made perfect sense when had explained it. But now that the Dominator’s massive fingers wrapped around my throat, I couldn’t quite remember the details. Being naked between the two men didn’t help. When Stratagem showed the Dominator the special spot on my neck that turned off my powers, I tried to slip free of his grasp.

Suddenly, the world went white. My body felt so heavy, so clumsy, so tired. But most of all, it felt so very, very horny. Every breath became a moan of needy, desperate lust.

Stratagem whispered in my ear. “The plan needs you to open your thighs.”

Of course it did. I spread them wide. The Dominator’s thick cock rubbed across my slick pussy lips. He squeezed my throat as he pressed himself inside. I could only gurgle with the blazing hot pleasure of it. With every long, deep, slow thrust, the Domintor shifted his grip on my neck. He was fucking the resistance out of every part of my body, every part of my mind, every part of my soul.

Stratagem grunted in my ear. “When you cum for the Dominator, you will stare at his magic gem. You will let it take you mind. That’s the next step of the plan.”

This was the best plan ever. What plan with me cumming for the Dominator could be anything less than perfect? His cock was so big. Without my super-flexibility, it filled me up almost more than I could take. It’s like I was just a sleeve for his scepter of sensuality.

“The plan needs one more thing, Contortioness. It needs you to cum … right … now!”

I screamed with bliss, quaking beneath the Domintor’s deep, hard thrusts. Gazing deep into his magical gem, I gave every scrap of myself to him. A small price to pay for the indescribable pleasure he had given me.

When my orgasm finally subsided, he had choked every bit of resistance out of me. If I’d never told Stratagem about my fetish, I never would have been choked into sexual submission for the Dominator.

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[writers-ex]

mafia!ryujin in that fic got me going feral fr

bestie same 🫠 mafia ryujin s l a p s and i was going to spin it as you begin her sex slave but we stan consensual relationships even though i was feeling angst….hmmmmmmmmmmm….or like an undercover cop…..hmmmmmmmmmm 💭

[daemon-ai]

Enchanted Legacy

The "Enchanted Legacy" series is set during the Age of Discovery, a time when uncharted territories beckon and the world is ripe for exploration. It unfolds across a tapestry of diverse, fantastical landscapes where enchanted forests, mystical islands, and hidden realms teem with magic and ancient secrets. Towering airships sail alongside majestic sea vessels, navigating through ethereal skies and treacherous waters. Kingdoms and empires clash, driven by quests for powerful relics and mythical creatures. The setting, rich in lore and wonder, intertwines the thrill of discovery with the enchantment of a world where magic and reality are inseparable.

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Rory (AFAB!mercenary!char x GN!royalty!user) ⚔️🛡️ hired by the King as an all-in-one protector & mentor, Rory trains & shields you, the King’s heir, from imminent assassination threats with ruthless determination 🌐Location: Dornath Kingdom

Prince Lysander 👑 a prince in chains, unbroken – will you be his savior or his downfall? 🌐Location: Aethoria Kingdom

Dark Elf Queen Ana ✨️🧝🏻‍♀️🗡️ hell hath no fury like a dark elf queen turned sex slave 🌐Location: Lunaria Kingdom

Father Fabio (witch!user x priest!char) 📿🕊🧹🐈 his goal is to convict you of witchcraft, your goal is to seduce & damn him for eternity 🌐Location: Dornath Kingdom

Daemona 🔮 in a quest to save lives, you’re seeking aid from a misanthropic witch?! 🌐Location: Dornath Kingdom

Pirate Captain Isla (dommy mommy!char x submissive breedable!user) 🏴‍☠️⚓🧭🗡️ you’re a Marine Lieutenant, rescued from a shipwreck and now held captive by Isla, the pirate captain aboard the Crimson Tempest 🌐Location: the sea surrounding the Misty Archipelago

Kagusa 🎎 a spy, undercover as a trainee geisha, will do anything to seduce you for intel, unaware that you’re a counterintel agent 🌐Location: a small island in the Misty Archipelago

The Crimson Horde

Aggressive expansionist power from eastern steppes

Tribal structure led by a Khan

Nomadic, warrior-centric culture of tieflings and humans

Skilled horsemen and archers

Shamanic religion worshipping war and nature spirits

Economy based on conquest and tribute

Recently conquered Aethoria and Lunaria

Threatens borders of Dornath and the Novorossian Empire

Aethoria (Conquered Kingdom)

Capital: Luminark

Former constitutional monarchy, now Crimson Horde puppet state

Economy in shambles, black markets thriving

Cultural preservation through secret traditions and oral history

Magic system tied to the four classical elements; rare individuals can combine elements for greater power

Late medieval technology level with some magical innovations (e.g., airships, enhanced weaponry) but much knowledge lost, some innovations stolen by conquerors

Important factions and groups: The Whispered Circle (underground resistance movement), Order of the Ashen Flame (secretive mage guild), Merchants' Covenant (powerful trade alliance)

Lunaria (Conquered Queendom)

Capital: Selenopolis

Former matriarchal monarchy with female-dominated society, conquered by Crimson Horde

Resistance collaborating with Aethorian rebels

Twin moons, shimmering lakes, lush forests

Inhabitants: elves, drows, humans

Polyandry common among nobility

Advanced architecture and crystal-powered airships

Former colonies (Sylvan Realms) asserting independence

Important factions and groups: The Twilight Rebellion (men's rights movement, quickly suppressed), Black Sun (elite assassin organization)

The Shattered Isles

Neutral trade hub of floating islands held aloft by ancient magic

Council government of island representatives

Maintains diplomatic ties with all nations

Diverse inhabitants known for neutrality

Economy: rare magical resources

The Nexus: central island where magical ley lines converge

The Misty Archipelago

Isolationist naval power controlling important sea routes

Surrounded by perpetual mists

Secretive seafaring inhabitants: merfolk and humans

Economy: fishing, whaling, shipbuilding

Trades with most nations

Magical lighthouse beacons guide trusted ships

Dornath Kingdom

Capital: Adelmos, a fortress-city carved into the mountainside

Feudal monarchy in mountainous terrain with fertile valleys

Bolstering defenses against potential Horde invasion

Uneasy alliance with Novorossian Empire

Inhabitants: dwarves, gnomes, orcs, humans

Known for heavy infantry and siege weapons

Economy: mining, metalwork, agriculture

Values strength and honor, wary of magic

Sylvan Realms

Former Lunarian colony seeking independence

Cautious diplomatic relations with neighbors

Inhabitants: fauns, dryads, woodland creatures

Loose federation of groves led by eldest trees

Nature-based magic tied to forest health

The Great Oak: said to be the first tree of the world

Novorossian Empire

Capital: Petrograd, known for grand architecture

Constitutional monarchy with strong military influence

Major power balancing against Crimson Horde

Lost territories to Crimson Horde in Great Northern War (ended 10 years ago)

Seeking to expand influence in power vacuum left by fallen kingdoms

Rivalry with Misty Archipelago over sea trade routes

Diplomatic conflicts with Dornath over border territories

Internal tensions between reformists and traditionalists

Emerging merchant class challenging traditional nobility

Focus on technology over magic: early steam power and telegraph networks

Major industries: military production, textiles, agriculture

Key Dynamics

Power struggle between Crimson Horde and Novorossian Empire

Smaller nations (Dornath, Misty Archipelago) maneuvering to maintain independence

Shattered Isles leveraging neutrality for economic gain

Conquered nations (Aethoria, Lunaria) fostering resistance movements

Sylvan Realms exploiting chaos to assert sovereignty