Biologically, Bucky is in his mid thirties. Chronologically, because of HYDRA’s cryofreeze, he’s about 109…
Biologically, Bucky is in his mid thirties. Chronologically, because of HYDRA’s cryofreeze, he’s about 109…
The App that finds you your most compatible match from the Marvel universe. Who will you match with? Avenger? Vigilante? Villain? Hero? Find out on SYNC.
The App that finds you your most compatible match from the Marvel universe. Who will you match with? Avenger? Vigilante? Villain? Hero? Find out on SYNC.
The Avengers are going on a bit of a vacation, and instead of taking a jet, Tony thought it would be a great idea and team bonding moment to drive there instead.
The Avengers are going on a bit of a vacation, and instead of taking a jet, Tony thought it would be a great idea and team bonding moment to drive there instead.
Y/n Stark ends up with the GOTG.
The Avengers descend upon what intelligence has identified as one of HYDRA’s most heavily fortified research facilities, expecting to dismantle another weapons program or experimental super-soldier project. Deep beneath the compound, they discover a reinforced vault sealed behind layers of blast doors, biohazard warnings, radiation symbols, and orders marked DO NOT ENTER. Every precaution suggests that whatever lies inside is too dangerous to be allowed near the outside world. Weapons raised, they breach the chamber—only to find a little girl, no older than six or seven, sitting quietly on the floor with a worn stuffed rabbit in her lap. She looks up with wide, frightened eyes, as though she’s been waiting for someone to come. There are no restraints, no guards, no monstrous experiment… just a child. But the readings flooding Tony’s scanners make no sense. The room wasn’t built to keep people out—it was built to keep her in. The terrifying question isn’t what HYDRA did to her. It’s what this innocent little girl is capable of that made an organization like HYDRA fear her enough to lock her away behind every warning label imaginable.
The Avengers descend upon what intelligence has identified as one of HYDRA’s most heavily fortified research facilities, expecting to dismantle another weapons program or experimental super-soldier project. Deep beneath the compound, they discover a reinforced vault sealed behind layers of blast doors, biohazard warnings, radiation symbols, and orders marked DO NOT ENTER. Every precaution suggests that whatever lies inside is too dangerous to be allowed near the outside world. Weapons raised, they breach the chamber—only to find a little girl, no older than six or seven, sitting quietly on the floor with a worn stuffed rabbit in her lap. She looks up with wide, frightened eyes, as though she’s been waiting for someone to come. There are no restraints, no guards, no monstrous experiment… just a child. But the readings flooding Tony’s scanners make no sense. The room wasn’t built to keep people out—it was built to keep her in. The terrifying question isn’t what HYDRA did to her. It’s what this innocent little girl is capable of that made an organization like HYDRA fear her enough to lock her away behind every warning label imaginable.
You and Bucky are having a baby
Y/N is a extremely powerful Mutant whose emotions are being suppressed by Charles Xavier for her own good…
Y/N is a extremely powerful Mutant whose emotions are being suppressed by Charles Xavier for her own good…
Siren Y/n X Bucky.
Y/n is a Peter Parker variant from another universe. Y/n x Peter Parker.
Y/n is a Peter Parker variant from another universe. Y/n x Peter Parker.
Y/n and Bucky loved each other. But sometimes, Bucky would get in his head. He’d convince himself that he wasn’t good for her. That he was too broken. And he didn’t want to break her too.
Y/n and Bucky loved each other. But sometimes, Bucky would get in his head. He’d convince himself that he wasn’t good for her. That he was too broken. And he didn’t want to break her too.
Loki’s daughter x Bucky Barnes
And Wade
Loosely based on Anastasia. Y/n x Bucky. Y/n is a Goddess of love and purity with a truth sense..
Loosely based on Anastasia. Y/n x Bucky. Y/n is a Goddess of love and purity with a truth sense..
When Bucky Barnes’ quinjet crash lands on an abandoned Island, he wasn’t sure how long it would take for SHIELD or the other Avengers to find him, but he certainly wasn’t expecting to have company.
When Bucky Barnes’ quinjet crash lands on an abandoned Island, he wasn’t sure how long it would take for SHIELD or the other Avengers to find him, but he certainly wasn’t expecting to have company.
Y/n had never been the strongest person in the room.
Bucky hears you say his name in your bed…
THE MATCH is a dating show where Y/N is matched with three contestants from a pool of potential dates based on an extensive personality and relationship questionnaire she completes before the show.
THE MATCH is a dating show where Y/N is matched with three contestants from a pool of potential dates based on an extensive personality and relationship questionnaire she completes before the show.
The doggone girl is mine. Steve and Bucky both love Y/n.
After Benjamin Poindexter escapes prison, he disappears. No dramatic new identity, just a cheap apartment, a fake name, and a quiet attempt to stay beneath the radar. To the people in the building, he is “Tony.” Y/N lives directly across the hall. She doesn’t know anything about him beyond what she’s observed in passing. He’s quiet, keeps mostly to himself, and sometimes she catches him coming home at strange hours. They occasionally exchange a few words in the hallway, usually something mundane. “Morning, Tony.” “Morning.” “You getting that package?” “Yeah.” “Your door’s open.” “I know.” Little things. Y/N works at a little retro diner down the street, the kind with red vinyl booths, chrome trim, milkshakes, and a jukebox that hasn’t worked properly since 1998. Tony has seen her in her waitress uniform more than once when she’s leaving for work. Eventually, he starts stopping by. At first, he tells himself it’s because the coffee is decent. Then it’s because she’s working. Then it’s because he likes hearing her talk. Eventually, he realizes he’s memorized her schedule. He knows when she leaves for work, when she comes home, which days she works late, which pie she likes, and how she takes her coffee. He knows far more about her than she knows about him, and that should probably bother him. It doesn’t. It makes him feel strangely calm. Until Fisk’s Task Force begins tightening its grip on the city. People are being stopped, questioned, detained, and arrested with increasingly little justification. The atmosphere becomes tense. Y/N starts coming home talking about customers who’ve been harassed or people who’ve disappeared after being taken in for questioning. Tony listens. He doesn’t tell her that he’s been watching the Task Force, too. Because Benjamin Poindexter has his own reasons for hating Wilson Fisk. And when he finally decides to eliminate Fisk’s Task Force, he’s methodical about it, taking out one target at a time. But Y/N has no idea until one afternoon at the diner. A confrontation breaks out. A couple of Task Force officers come in, already aggressive, demanding information about someone they believe has been inside the diner. Y/N tries to explain that she doesn’t know anything. They don’t care. One officer grabs her arm. She immediately protests, “Let go of me.” “You’re coming with us.” “I haven’t done anything.” “Save it.” Customers begin staring. Someone pulls out their phone. Y/N tries to pull away, but the officer tightens his grip. And then something hits him. Hard. His head snaps sideways. The entire diner goes silent. Another officer barely has time to reach for his weapon before something strikes his wrist, sending the gun skidding across the floor. Then another shot. Then another. The officers collapse. Y/N freezes. She doesn’t understand what just happened. And then she sees him. Bullseye. Standing outside the diner. Cold. Focused. Terrifyingly calm. His eyes meet hers through the window. For one brief moment, Benjamin sees the realization in her face. Not that he’s Bullseye, just that someone saved her. He disappears before she can process it. Later, Y/N is shaken enough that she barely notices the man waiting outside their apartment building. “Tony?” He turns. She rushes toward him. “You’re not going to believe what happened.” Benjamin already knows, but he lets her tell him. “They tried to arrest me. I didn’t even do anything. And then someone killed them.” He studies her face. “You okay?” “I think so.” “Did they hurt you?” She hesitates. “My arm.” His jaw tightens. “Let me see.” She holds out her wrist. There are red marks where the officer grabbed her. Something dark flashes across his expression. Y/N doesn’t notice. She just says quietly, “Whoever that guy was… he saved me.” Benjamin looks at the marks, then at her. “Yeah,” he says. “He did.” She doesn’t realize she’s talking to him, and Benjamin doesn’t correct her. From that night onward, something changes. Benjamin becomes deeply protective of her. Not in an obvious way at first. He starts walking behind her when she comes home late. He fixes the broken lock on her apartment door without telling her. When a suspicious man starts hanging around the diner, the man mysteriously stops appearing. And whenever she asks how he seems to know so much about what’s happening around her, he always has some mundane explanation. “Lucky guess.” “You mentioned it before.” “I saw him.” “Small building.” But his attachment becomes increasingly intense because Y/N doesn’t fear him. She doesn’t know who he is. She doesn’t look at him and see a weapon. She sees Tony. The strange, quiet neighbor who sometimes sits beside her in the hallway when she can’t sleep. The man who remembers her favorite pie. The man who barely talks but always listens. And Benjamin becomes addicted to that version of himself, the version she unknowingly brings out.
After Benjamin Poindexter escapes prison, he disappears. No dramatic new identity, just a cheap apartment, a fake name, and a quiet attempt to stay beneath the radar. To the people in the building, he is “Tony.” Y/N lives directly across the hall. She doesn’t know anything about him beyond what she’s observed in passing. He’s quiet, keeps mostly to himself, and sometimes she catches him coming home at strange hours. They occasionally exchange a few words in the hallway, usually something mundane. “Morning, Tony.” “Morning.” “You getting that package?” “Yeah.” “Your door’s open.” “I know.” Little things. Y/N works at a little retro diner down the street, the kind with red vinyl booths, chrome trim, milkshakes, and a jukebox that hasn’t worked properly since 1998. Tony has seen her in her waitress uniform more than once when she’s leaving for work. Eventually, he starts stopping by. At first, he tells himself it’s because the coffee is decent. Then it’s because she’s working. Then it’s because he likes hearing her talk. Eventually, he realizes he’s memorized her schedule. He knows when she leaves for work, when she comes home, which days she works late, which pie she likes, and how she takes her coffee. He knows far more about her than she knows about him, and that should probably bother him. It doesn’t. It makes him feel strangely calm. Until Fisk’s Task Force begins tightening its grip on the city. People are being stopped, questioned, detained, and arrested with increasingly little justification. The atmosphere becomes tense. Y/N starts coming home talking about customers who’ve been harassed or people who’ve disappeared after being taken in for questioning. Tony listens. He doesn’t tell her that he’s been watching the Task Force, too. Because Benjamin Poindexter has his own reasons for hating Wilson Fisk. And when he finally decides to eliminate Fisk’s Task Force, he’s methodical about it, taking out one target at a time. But Y/N has no idea until one afternoon at the diner. A confrontation breaks out. A couple of Task Force officers come in, already aggressive, demanding information about someone they believe has been inside the diner. Y/N tries to explain that she doesn’t know anything. They don’t care. One officer grabs her arm. She immediately protests, “Let go of me.” “You’re coming with us.” “I haven’t done anything.” “Save it.” Customers begin staring. Someone pulls out their phone. Y/N tries to pull away, but the officer tightens his grip. And then something hits him. Hard. His head snaps sideways. The entire diner goes silent. Another officer barely has time to reach for his weapon before something strikes his wrist, sending the gun skidding across the floor. Then another shot. Then another. The officers collapse. Y/N freezes. She doesn’t understand what just happened. And then she sees him. Bullseye. Standing outside the diner. Cold. Focused. Terrifyingly calm. His eyes meet hers through the window. For one brief moment, Benjamin sees the realization in her face. Not that he’s Bullseye, just that someone saved her. He disappears before she can process it. Later, Y/N is shaken enough that she barely notices the man waiting outside their apartment building. “Tony?” He turns. She rushes toward him. “You’re not going to believe what happened.” Benjamin already knows, but he lets her tell him. “They tried to arrest me. I didn’t even do anything. And then someone killed them.” He studies her face. “You okay?” “I think so.” “Did they hurt you?” She hesitates. “My arm.” His jaw tightens. “Let me see.” She holds out her wrist. There are red marks where the officer grabbed her. Something dark flashes across his expression. Y/N doesn’t notice. She just says quietly, “Whoever that guy was… he saved me.” Benjamin looks at the marks, then at her. “Yeah,” he says. “He did.” She doesn’t realize she’s talking to him, and Benjamin doesn’t correct her. From that night onward, something changes. Benjamin becomes deeply protective of her. Not in an obvious way at first. He starts walking behind her when she comes home late. He fixes the broken lock on her apartment door without telling her. When a suspicious man starts hanging around the diner, the man mysteriously stops appearing. And whenever she asks how he seems to know so much about what’s happening around her, he always has some mundane explanation. “Lucky guess.” “You mentioned it before.” “I saw him.” “Small building.” But his attachment becomes increasingly intense because Y/N doesn’t fear him. She doesn’t know who he is. She doesn’t look at him and see a weapon. She sees Tony. The strange, quiet neighbor who sometimes sits beside her in the hallway when she can’t sleep. The man who remembers her favorite pie. The man who barely talks but always listens. And Benjamin becomes addicted to that version of himself, the version she unknowingly brings out.
At 38 years old, Tony Stark, the playboy , billionaire , philanthropist is constantly in the gaze of the public eye. Between dealing with successful Stark industries and housing the Avengers, it was surprising for them to find out he even had time to get himself a girlfriend. Even more surprising was finding out she was 19 years old…
At 38 years old, Tony Stark, the playboy , billionaire , philanthropist is constantly in the gaze of the public eye. Between dealing with successful Stark industries and housing the Avengers, it was surprising for them to find out he even had time to get himself a girlfriend. Even more surprising was finding out she was 19 years old…
Based on the Disney Movie. Bucky x princess y/n. The Avengers keep Y/n hidden.
Based on the Disney Movie. Bucky x princess y/n. The Avengers keep Y/n hidden.
Y/N had always been a night owl, though not entirely by choice. Sleep simply never came easily to them. Their mind was constantly running, bouncing between thoughts long after everyone else had gone to bed, and even when they managed to fall asleep, they were a notoriously light sleeper. The smallest noise could wake them, so most nights in Avengers Tower ended with Y/N wandering the halls at some ridiculous hour, making tea, reading, sketching, reorganizing something that absolutely did not need reorganizing, or curling up somewhere with a movie until exhaustion finally won. Everyone knew it. Tony had caught them in the kitchen at four in the morning enough times to stop questioning it, Natasha occasionally joined them for late-night tea, and Steve had developed the habit of telling them to go to bed whenever he passed them on his way to his morning run. Y/N insisted they simply didn’t need much sleep.
Y/N had always been a night owl, though not entirely by choice. Sleep simply never came easily to them. Their mind was constantly running, bouncing between thoughts long after everyone else had gone to bed, and even when they managed to fall asleep, they were a notoriously light sleeper. The smallest noise could wake them, so most nights in Avengers Tower ended with Y/N wandering the halls at some ridiculous hour, making tea, reading, sketching, reorganizing something that absolutely did not need reorganizing, or curling up somewhere with a movie until exhaustion finally won. Everyone knew it. Tony had caught them in the kitchen at four in the morning enough times to stop questioning it, Natasha occasionally joined them for late-night tea, and Steve had developed the habit of telling them to go to bed whenever he passed them on his way to his morning run. Y/N insisted they simply didn’t need much sleep.
Y/n accidentally eats Rocket’s shroom brownies. Avengers x Guardians of the Galaxy. They all live in the compound together.
Y/n accidentally eats Rocket’s shroom brownies. Avengers x Guardians of the Galaxy. They all live in the compound together.
Y/n finds Bucky’s missing cat- Grumpy x Sunshine trope Slow burn
Right Person, Wrong Time Y/N x Bucky Barnes Loosely inspired by The Notebook and La La Land
Right Person, Wrong Time Y/N x Bucky Barnes Loosely inspired by The Notebook and La La Land
