Everyone is born with a designation. Although most people had an idea of what they would present as, you never fully knew what you would be until you presented at 13. That was when you found out if you were either a Dominant, a Switch, or a Submissive. Nothing to freak out over, it was just a personality trait, like being funny or serious. Just like personalities, the types of designations varied inside themselves. Mostly that classified as those who preferred the more . . . Extreme side of things of domination and submission, and those that enjoyed a . . . Shall we say, softer approach.
To top it all off, as if having a personality that was wholly dominant or Submissive or in between wasn't enough, Soulmates also existed. Yes Soulmates with a Capital S. There was none of that BS where you had marks on your body that looked like tattoos, or having their names written on the inside of your wrist. Instead you got tally marks that showed your number of Mates.
Everyone was born with one, some two, and rarely someone would have three. How many Soulmates you had, directly correlated with how Dominant or Submissive you were naturally. Those who were naturally more submissive tended to have more than one, the same went for Dominants. Something else that contributed to your amount of Mates was the kind of life you led. The rougher the life, the more Soulmates you had, and my life had been very rough. Which is probably why I had way more than 3 Soulmates, and why I presented as a Submissive.
Yup. No lies. No tricks. Just multiple Soulmates and a give 'em Hell attitude that was extremely rare in Submissives.
They were going to love me! Not . . .
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A paralysed girl...smaller than teenagers her age...but a mind stronger than most adults...with a not so good family life and difficulties to face each day....but as it says...life is full of unexpected surprises.
she has no clue how her life would change in a span of fee months...she would find a home...a reason to live and not just survive ...a group of crazy superheroes going overprotective of her each day....a real family.
This is a completely platonic avengers fic with only platonic relationships between avengers and my character
I don't own the avengers. I only own my character Rose and a few additional characters here and there
Yes the entire story might sound similar to a few of you...I had a separate account but lost it due to some technical errors a few months back..I have tried to get it back but am unsuccessful and hence created a new account to post the same story here. I am sorry to all those who liked my story on my previous account and hope they find my current account. I have changed the name of the main character but the story stays completely same
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