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"I kneel into a dream where I am good and loved. I am loved. My hands have made some good mistakes. They can always make better ones." - Natalie Wee Bucky has to spend six months locked up with a stranger. His teammates went on an international press tour and left him behind. They hired someone to supervise him, per the conditions of his pardon- a roommate, they said. A roommate? In which: Bucky's heart slowly thaws, he develops a soft spot for his idiot roommate, he discovers his vibranium arm is extra-sensitive, he rediscovers that whole 'sexual attraction' thing, he has Not Great mental health including nightmares and therapy, he has a complicated relationship with his ex, he really enjoys blowjobs, he deals with the backlash from his criminal trial, he addresses internalized guilt and shame, he gets laid for the first time in decades, he deals with jealousy, he digs up old feelings, he cuts his hair, he takes pain meds and traumatizes everyone in the room, aaaaaand more. Told (mostly) from Bucky's POV.

"You need to fix this, Tony, because I can't unless you decide to help me out here. So, work with me, please!" Rogers thrust his hands out towards him, and oh shit, he needed to protect his chest. Tony flinched away, his hands instinctively covering his chest protectively as he leaned away in his chair pushing it back as far as he could take it, and his eyes automatically squeezed close in anticipation of the inevitable blow. ~~~~~ Or post civil war angst. Civil War Team Iron Man. Disclaimer: I do not own Marvel, or any of the related characters. All rights for the canonical characters and associated concepts belong to Marvel and its writers. I am not making any profit off of this story. This fanfiction is purely for entertainment purposes. There is use of foul language in this story. There are no graphically or sexually explicit scenes in this story, but since anything can serve as triggers, your media consumption is your responsibility. Warnings: Mentions of bullying (slightly), PTSD, Panic attack.

Please bare in mind I wrote this when I was 14/15 so there is gonna be bad writing, cringe scenes and poor flow 😂😂 In this Civil War never happened and Tony and Bucky get along This won't really follow the comics or movies that much Maddie has been in love with Bucky ever since he became an avenger. She has been an Avenger since the beginning and came all the way from Sheffield to live here, in New York. But Maddie isn't so sure about how Bucky feels, as he doesn't show his feelings very much. Will Maddie be able to break down his walls and find out how Bucky real feels? Or will it all end in heartbreak and Maddie leaving for good?

When Y/n moves into Avengers Tower on the same day as Steve's best friend, you and Bucky become fast friends. Looking at Bucky you want something more but is that what he wants too? Steve thinks Y/n is beautiful, but he never had a way with women like Bucky. Will he finally have the courage to ask her out? Or will Bucky beat him to it? [𝐵𝑢𝑐𝑘𝑦 𝐵𝑎𝑟𝑛𝑒𝑠 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟] [𝑆𝑡𝑒𝑣𝑒 𝑅𝑜𝑔𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑥 𝐹𝑒𝑚𝑎𝑙𝑒 𝑅𝑒𝑎𝑑𝑒𝑟] [𝑜𝑛𝑔𝑜𝑖𝑛𝑔]

y/n is a normal high school student. she just settled down when something unexpected happens that causes her life to spiral out of control again. but one misspelled phone number, that belongs to non other than the Avengers, changes her life forever. ~ Avengers, wrong number fanfic mainly adopted by the avengers also includes some y/n x Peter Parker Thanks for giving my story a chance, hope you enjoyyyy the description is terrible but I can say with a decent amount of confidence that the book is better than this horribly vague description let's on so I really hope you enjoy - not finished - I try to update as much as possible (hopefully once a week when I get used to the new load of school work cuz of new year and stuff) thanks for your patience

And then every time they met, her presence calls for home after a tiring day of school and being a friendly neighbour. /ᐢ⑅ᐢ\ ♡ ₊˚ ꒰ ˶• ༝ •˶꒱ ♡‧₊˚ ♡ ./づ~ :¨·.·¨: ₊˚ '·..·' ₊˚ ♡ A Peter Parker x OC fanfiction for fun. 12/28/24

This is an alternate universe Clintasha baby fanfic. It has a lot more fluff than action. I hope you enjoy it. Also if you have any suggestions leave them in the comments. Also please stay until the absolute end of the story, it gets better.

An AU where Civil War never happens, and people are friendly with each other. This is just Winterwidow fluff and smuff. Lot's of angst, but mostly fluff. Red room references. (I do not own Avengers or these characters! Not even the cover art.) Please Note: This is my first fanfic, so please don't judge too much. This fic flips between Bucky Barnes and the Winter Soldier. There's bits of both. This story is really just about Bucky and Nat being cute together, and the mental healing process.

Part One of the "No Tricks" Trilogy. Sergeant James Buchanan "Bucky" Barnes AKA The Winter Soldier doesn't remember much of his past. You are a former SHIELD intelligence analyst with a troubled past who seeks to help him uncover it. What you don't expect is to fall in love along the way. (Bucky Barnes x Reader). Setting: After CA:TWS until/during/after CA:CW - 2014 - 2016. NOTE: As the events of this book take place over two years, there will be multiple time skips/jumps in order for the story to progress without getting boring or repetitive. Just a heads up if that's not your jam. My OC belongs to me, anything associated with Marvel doesn't; I just use them as my playthings. NOTE: This story is for people 18+. There are mature themes explored in this story including but not limited to: suicide, violence, trauma, and graphic sex. There are warnings above each chapter, but just forewarning you. If you are under 18+, I'd suggest you find something else to read: 1) I don't want to corrupt you. 2) I don't need angry parents/guardians coming for me. But ultimately I can't stop you if you do decide to read this story.

A Winter Soldier fanfiction Emilia Hate has been living in Washington for a couple years now and thought it was safer than New York after the alien attack two years ago. It took her a while to convince her parents to come with her, but once her grandmother passed, they agreed. She had a job, a home, and great friends; everything she dreamed of except she was missing one thing, she was missing love. All her friends were dating, engaged, or married but she couldn't find the right man. She knew what he looked like and what he was like, all she had to do was find him. This story contains mature language. *Under editing*