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And now... This part. - - - Before, Hela had only counted the mortal years in large groups. It mattered little in the grand scheme of her life. The years changed, the mortal world changed... And she didn't. Death never did, and never would. Yet now, every year that Steve was awake and among...

Of course, the true start to all of this... - - - Rarely did Hela stare into the Ethereal plane. Deaths happened, and their souls came one way or another. As of late, fewer and fewer had come into her realm. Over the centuries, fewer souls from Midgard even crossed into her path. So she had...

- - - Avengers Tower Tony wasn't really a teatime kind of guy, but he wasn't going to turn down free coffee, cake and other pastries. Say what you would about Hela, she knew how to put out a spread for guests. "I am astonished you are not fifty pounds heavier," Tony said to Steve, as he...

It's more based on this scene in Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes:

I do have a basic outline of their romance. Which, suffice it to say, wasn't the most traditional. When Cap crashed in the Arctic near Greenland, he was frozen near one of Hela's abandoned shrines, placed there by Vikings long ago. He was between life and death in his suspended animation, and...

And just something random. - - - Steve managed to extricate himself from Thor's mighty hug, and looked over to see Bucky. The little black haired, green eyed boy was giggling and cheering as a familiar short haired blonde woman in skintight clothing stacked the blocks on top of her head. She...

Since Red Skull's attack is what blows the lid off the whole thing, naturally there are... Reactions. - - - Avengers Tower Tony Stark, one of the smartest men in the world (as he said and proved. Constantly) was doing the one thing Steve had never seen him do: Gaping in complete and utter...

A short fic, the result of one episode of Avengers: Earth's Mightiest Heroes, and a lot of off the wall brainstorming: - - - Idunn's Apple Pie A Marvel 616 fic by Andrew Joshua Talon DISCLAIMER: Ain't mine. - - - It was a quaint little Clapboard Federal home in Brooklyn, in the...