You’re the best friend of the four hockey players. Garrett Graham, John Logan, John Tucker and Dean Di Laurentis. They all see you as their little sister.
While Bucky was on the run from both HYDRA and Steve, he stopped at a bar one night, drowning himself in alcohol to escape everything chasing him. That’s where he met you. One drink turned into several, and by the end of the night, the two of you spent the night together before going your separate ways.
The avengers find you in a Hydra sanctuary while on a mission. They never expected hydra to use woman, let alone one who doesn’t have the strength. But the avengers find out soon enough what your powers are, what your curse is, while you might call it a gift sometimes.
Bucky believes he’s nothing more than a weapon because Hydra erased who he was. Y/N believes she’s complicit in Hydra’s crimes because she survived by serving them. One has lost his identity. The other has lost her sense of worth. Together, they slowly help each other rediscover both. 🤍
You’re a celebrity, gorgeous and well known. You get added into a lot of chats, groupchats, that you usually ignore. Only this time you open a chat and it’s full of slytherins talking about you, thirsting after you
Every time Y/N hears crying through the wall, they knock. “Peter? Are you okay?” A beat of silence. Then, in that tired, familiar voice: “Yeah… sorry. Must’ve been the wind.” Except one night, Y/N quietly replies through the door: “Peter… there’s no wind tonight.” And for the first time, he doesn’t answer. He just slides down the other side of the door, knowing someone finally sees through the lie.
As Tony Starks daughter you’re often found on the couch in his lab. You’re used to all the noise your dad makes and it doesn’t bother you. You’re just in the corner a book in your hand and a drink or snack in the other.