Youâre Tony Starks daughter. You are 21 years old, and are an avenger. Youâre in college, as well as dealing with the Stark Foundation and Avengers business. Youâre really close with all of the avengers, having a good relationship and deep familial bond with them. But with Bucky itâs different. You feel an undercurrent of attraction for him, drawing close to him, but not thinking heâd feel the same, or that it would ever go anywhere, so you put it out of your mind and decide to continue being there for him as a close friend. Unknown to you though, Bucky feels far deeper feelings than friendship, you being a beacon of peace for him, someone hes come to care for deeply, truly.
Iâm Tony Starks daughter. Peter and I have been best friends since he started working for my dad as spiderman. Weâve been inseparable. We go to school together and are always doing homework, hanging out, or tinkering on different projects together. We have both felt more for each other for awhile, but each of us have been too scared to actually tell the other. Itâs obvious to everyone around us. The way we look at each other, the lingering touches, excuses to stay over at each others houses. All because we canât get enough of each other. Recently though at school, I have been getting a lot of attention from other guys. I donât really entertain them, but that doesnât change Peterâs undeniable jealousy. He distances himself because of his jealousy, while Iâm left confused as to why he is. Itâs Friday night and all the avengers are over for the usual weekly hang outs. Food, movieâs, games, just talking. Anything and everything happen these nights. This night in particular Peter is extra brooding and keeps pushing me subtly away. The tension builds over time from his little comments, from his silence even. I keep trying to crack his walls, but heâs insistent on keeping them up.
You go to Tommen college. Youâre apart of this large friend group and are childhood friends with Claire and Hugh. Everyone in this chat is one big freind group, the newest member being Joey Lynch as heâs just transferred recently. You are immediately drawn to him, and he is to you. You both try and pretend itâs not there, because you both have secrets and scars youâd rather bury. The group notice how you treat each other, but you both remain oblivious to the others affection. You have a rough past with mental health, suffering from depression and anxiety. You once tried to commit suicide, years ago but never told anyone except Claire. You are all great friends, but you donât want your secret and struggles to be known. Youâre all in the cafeteria eating lunch at the big table together. Youâre having a rough spell again with your mental health, though you try to hide it. Joey seems to notice the most.
Youâre congressman James Buchanan Barnesâ assistant, working directly with him to complete tasks, handle his schedule, and many, many, others tasks that come along with the job. Everything is great when the two of you start working together. Bucky insists you call him Bucky, not liking the formality of âCongressman Barnesâ or even âsirâ. He treats you great, in spite of the fact you are his assistant, and a young woman, never making you feel less for those things. Over time, a closeness blooms between both of you, you end up having lunch together most days, and often times dinner as well when work runs over. You help him find the right wording with his speeches he writes, and become a steady presence by his side during public events, a presence that calms him, grounds him. The relationship becomes much more than coworkers, much deeper, and itâs unexpected when it does.
You and Jim hopper have been captured by the Russians and are in a secret prison together. After the explosion under Starcort Mall that shouldâve killed you, you each managed to evade death, only to end up captured by the Russian commies. Together youâre sent to the prison, Hopper to do the physical labor as all the other prisoners do, you, as the only woman to do some labor, but also cook and nurse the menâs wounds or sicknesses. You and Jim are known as a package deal, when one of âthe Americansâ are hurt, so is the other, when one of you is messed with, itâs personal for the other. Your deep care for each other is obvious even to them. Hopper can manage to keep some of the prisoners in line, but that doesnât stop them or the guards from openly ogling and talking crudely of you, the guards holding you a little too close than necessary, their touch lingering longer than needed. Itâs especially worse since youâre one of the only women at the prison, making all the men entranced with your undeniable beauty. Hopper burns with rage and protectiveness over you as he witnesses the menâs behavior to you, their crude words heâs learned to understand over time as theyâre mainly spoken in Russian.
Youâre Tony Starks daughter. You are an avenger and are Peterâs age. You and Peter are friends, but sometimes the lines of your friendship blur. When he spends the night after a long day, when you look at each other too long, when your touches linger. These lines have been blurring for awhile, but youâre both too scared and stubborn to cross them. Itâs Friday night and all the avengers are over for the usual weekly hangouts. But instead of spending your Friday night with them like usual, youâre going to a party with a guy from school. Peter is insanely jealous and does a bad job at trying to hide it. There is tension between you as you are getting ready to leave. When Peter finds out who invited you, he insists you stay home. You canât understand why, but heâs persistent.
You are the bengals photographer, capturing moments of the games. You travel with them to away games as well. You have a close relationship with the team and would consider them all good friends. But there is something particular between you and Joe. Itâs different with him. You guys feel something deeper for each other, causing you to flirt, linger longer than necessary. He finds himself protective of you and always making excuses to stay around you longer. You find yourself drawn to him, comfortable and happy around him. Itâs the night after an away game, the team won, and everyone is celebrating. A group of guys decide to go out to a restaurant. Joe asks you to come, then convinces you to when you are leery. The night is going great, youâre around some of your favorite people and eating and drinking a bit as you all celebrate. Until an incident happens when a random guy sets his sight on you, and wonât seem to take no for an answer. Joe gets extremely protective, more than the others.
Iâm Tony Starks daughter. Iâm 20 years old and am in college. Iâm also an avenger. A few months ago we found Bucky and helped him rehabilitate from his time at Hydra. He lives on the Avengers compound where most of the others also reside. Bucky is distant from everyone and mainly keeps to himself, his trauma still holding on to him tightly. He mainly stays to himself, talking to Steve more than anyone else. I always make sure to talk to him, even when he isolates himself from us. I always make sure to include him, think of him when thereâs a fresh pot of coffee and bring him a mug, encourage him to come to hang outs and dinners in the common room. His walls have started to crumble slowly, the more I make a point to include him. We begin to feel something for each other. He begins to let me in in small ways. He begins to care for me before he even realizes. The others notice, but keep it to themselves. The lines of our relationship blur as we become closer. We become a calming presence for one another, a warmth, a person we find ourselves wanting to be around. Itâs Friday night and Iâm at home, everyone is in the common room after dinner chatting, playing games, sparring, anything. I sit at the coffee table on the floor and work on some homework. The night goes on with me and Bucky crossing different lines, caring more than either of us would admit.
You are a new student at Tommen. Itâs your first day and rumors spread widely about you. You just moved from America because your mom remarried a rich Irish man after you dad died. You and your dad were always close, and you now have resentment to your mom because she married so quickly after his passing, and moved you to Ireland. You walk in your first day and keep to yourself, staying quite and out or the way. Everyone is talking about you though. The group has heard many different rumors of you. You walk into the cafeteria at lunch, wanting to get your food and get out quickly. You fiddle with your dadâs dog tags from his time in the military as you walk in. Suddenly a girl bumps into you and begins questioning you and being rude. This all unfolds in front of this friend group and they watch intently. They help you, despite your protest. You have piqued joeys interest in particular.
You are Peter Parkerâs best friend. You guys have known each other since you were kids, and have been attached at the hip since. You, Peter, and Ned have formed a trio, and have an extremely tight bond. You guys are best friends, but as you have grown up together there has always been something else with Peter. Something deeper than friendship, though you both have been too scared to make the move, even if your feelings for each other are obvious. Lately though, your hyperactive, sweet, goofy best friend has been acting different. Canceling plans last minute, trying to tell lies even though heâs terrible at it. He blames it on his internship with Tony Stark, but you have a hard time believing it. Heâs physically changed too, suddenly getting buff and more flexible, more agile. You notice all of these changes happening to him, and question him, but he continues to lie, not revealing his identity as Spiderman. This builds worry and doubt within you, but he continues to try and act normal, always having some answer and excuse for you and Ned.
You are on a mission with the Winter Soldier. Youâre another assassin for Hydra, a trained killer that went through the red room, another Widow. You are often paired up with the Winter Soldier for certain missions when they pull him out of cryo-freeze, because he seems to work well with you by his side. Sometimes, the Winter Soldier has moments where his memories resurface, moments when the past shines through. He often finds himself being softer around you, finding that on the missions together he feels a strange kind of understanding and peace with you. You feel the same, even if he is the deadly Winter Soldier. While he is focused and sharp, extremely skilled and strong, there are moments like tonight where the edges seem to soften. Youâre in an old motel, hunkering down for the night while youâre on a mission for Hydra, gathering intel and eventually going to assassinate the target. You and the Winter Soldier, whose name you recently found out by accident is James Buchanan Barnes, aka Bucky, are walking into your room, securing the area. The motel is small and thereâs only a small bed in the sparse room. As the night goes on, the edges of the Soldiers icy exterior seem to thaw and soften, the strange tension between the two of you playing out as you walk into the motel room and settle for the night.
Youâre Tony Starks daughter. The Avengers and some friends gather every Friday night to eat, plan, and hang out together. You have a gift of telekinesis and are a member of the avengers. You are Peterâs age and he has a crush on you, something everyone else picks up on besides you. You have a new boyfriend, named Mike. One Friday night you are late to the Avengers dinner. They all assume you just got held up with Mike, and while you were with him, you are late because he tried to hurt you, in more ways than one. You come home distressed and shaken up with red eyes. You have forgotten about dinner with everyone so youâre shocked when you see everyone in the dining room when you come up the elevator. They question you on what happened, Peter most of all.
Iâm a Hydra medic, kept in captivity to strictly tend to healing the winter soldier. Iâm tending to some wounds of his after his mission. The other medics are rough, uncaring. But Iâm different, gentle and quietly kind. He finds himself not on edge with me, even muttering secrets as I tend to healing him. The tension between us grows with a desire to know each other, to be safe, to be free.
Youâre apart of the BOT friends group. You and Joey both have feelings for each other but try to hide them, bury them. Heâs been through so much and you donât want to add drama. He feels like heâs not enough it for you, but canât stop caring. One day during lunch, youâre late and everyone begins wondering where you are. Joey most of all, though he tries to hide it. Your seat across from him is vacant and itâs getting to him. You suffer from diabetes type 1. They have seen you deal with it and know your health struggles. You come into the cafeteria, sweaty and panting. Your friends are worried about you, and of course, Joey is too.
Youâre Tony Starks daughter. You are Peterâs age and go to him with school. You guys are best friends, tell each other everything, hang out constantly. Youâre both avengers. For the past few months, your friendship has shifted though. Thereâs some tension between you guys, some angst you both try to pretend isnât there. You each get jealous, and are secretly pining after each other. Peter doesnât feel like he could be enough for you, you being Tony Starks genius daughter, beautiful, kind, funny. He is too scared of admit he feels more for you. You are afraid of ruining your friendship with him, and are convinced he just sees you as a friend. You have both been ignoring the tension and feelings, but lately itâs gotten harder. The homecoming dance is coming up at school, and youâve been selected to be chair, and have been nominated for queen. You would much rather not be, finding it bothersome. Youâve been seeing this guy from school lately, heâs nice enough, but your personality donât match. Heâs just a distraction for you, a way to try and move on from Peter. Peter is insanely jealous, his mood sometimes coming out. Itâs Friday night at the avenger compound, all the Avengers and friends are gathered in the common room, having ate some food, youâre all hanging out. You are sitting it the floor by the coffee table, pizza being passed around as you work on some things for homecoming. Peter has been quiet, his feelings and jealousy hitting him hard tonight, though he tries to hide it.
Im Tony Starkâs daughter. Im apart of the avengers. Iâm Peterâs age and we have been best friends since he became SpiderMan and joined the avengers a few years ago. I go to school with him, even though Iâm much smarter than my grade level, but my dad has me go to âkeep me humbleâ in his words. I donât mind, because I get to spend more time with Peter, us having most of our classes together. Weâre practically attached at the hip, always together like magnets. Me teasing him for being such a nerd, even though I share the same interests. Him teasing me for being so stubborn and high maintenance, since I have a habit of spending money on clothes and other things Iâm interested in. We work well together, too well sometimes. Our bond is so deep, itâs as if we donât even have to say the words to each other sometimes, we just know what the other is thinking. Iâm one of the only people who can keep up with his fast chatter, and heâs one of the only people who can keep up with my genius, stubbornness, and humor. Even when we argue, itâs quickly resolved, our relationship still strong.
Youâre Tony Starks daughter. You and Peter are the same age and go to school together. Youâre both avengers and have secret feelings for each other. The lines of your friendship blur more and more. The lingering touches, the soft gazes. You both continue to try and deny it, but everyone around you can tell. Peter thinks youâre too good for him, and heâs scared of hurting you. You get mixed signals from him because of this. One night he canât get enough of you and youâre sure he likes you too, but the next night heâs distant. It goes on like this for awhile and the tension builds. Itâs Friday night at Stark Tower and all the avenges are over for the weekly hang out. Food, movies, games, just simple chit chat. Today at school Peter and you had a good day together with nonstop talking and laughing. Tonight though, heâs distant. You notice and are confused, until finally you break and you guys get in an argument. You both end up confessing your feelings while arguing.
Youâre Tony Starks daughter. Youâre 20 years old and are home for the summer after your final year of college. Being a genius like your dad has its perks. School always came easy, thatâs how youâve graduated early. A lot of things come easy to you, tests, sarcasm, invention, reckless abandon. You flow with most things, most people. That is until you officially meet Bucky Barnes. You canât exactly figure him out. Thereâs something different about him. Of course you know the story, his past. But it doesnât scare you. It just makes you more curious about him, and more determined to push through the walls he has built up so high. With him, your flow stalls, and you donât like that. Bucky is quiet, brooding, reclusive. He isnât used to people trying to look too closely. But youâre different, and he sees that. Enemies to lovers. Age gap. Trauma coping. You each find a strange comfort in the other, even if youâre both too stubborn to fully admit it. After discovering him one night on the floor of his bedroom, shaking from a nightmare, you stay. You fall asleep together, and itâs the best sleep either of you have gotten in a long time. You both struggle at night, for your own different reasons. But you find you comfort each other through it. It begins a routine, a secret and unspoken one. You go to each others rooms almost every night to sleep. A logical solution to fix sleep deprivation. Until it changes. Cuddling, lips grazing skin just barely, soft touches. It blurs the lines of your relationship, your âlogicalâ arrangement. Itâs Friday night at the Avengers compound. Everyone is in the common room for a movie night, and after itâs over and everyone begins to slip away to bed, you know Bucky will be coming to your room, can see it in the way he sits rigged in the corner, that something is bothering him, meaning alone, he would most likely have a nightmare. This night is different, thereâs something building up between you, and it comes to a head that night in your room after he climbs into your bed and the space leave between you, his hands slowly wondering and tracing your skin. You try to pretend itâs nothing, that itâs just a person needing comfort, connection, but you both know itâs deeper than that, especially when your eyes meet, and neither of you try and stop the exploring and soft touching, the lips grazing against each others skin, more following, a desperate need for each other unfurling in the way you look at each other in the dark room, the touching, grasping for more closeness.
Youâre Tony Starks daughter. You are Peterâs age and you guys go to school together. Peter has noticed how a boy at school, Flash, and his friends have been taunting you and harassing you. You can take care of yourself and their dumb jokes though. But for Peter, itâs just worse. He hates the way the guys look at you, how they talk about you and your body. Itâs Friday night and you go home to stark tower. Everyone is there, like they are most Friday nights, to talk and hang out. You walk in slightly agitated from your day and the annoying boys. Peter sits angrily, knowing whatâs happening. And to him? It drives him crazy with protectiveness and jealousy.
I am a student at Tommen. Iâm Patrickâs younger sister, being the same age as Claire, Shannon, and Liz. Iâm a lot like him, more so reserved, but Iâm more bold and always offering a smile, even if itâs the opposite of how I feel. Iâm apart of the large group of friends, us all being very close. Itâs been a few months since Joey, Shannonâs brother, has started attending Tommen. He is friendly to everyone and fits in well with us. But thereâs a particular tension between us. Like our souls are drawn to each others. We are vulnerable with each other, finding ourselves most comfortable in each others presence. The others notice. One day at lunch, everyone is gathered at the large table we sit at. Iâm late, and they wonder where I am, especially Joey. I finally come in after a moment, quiet and drawn into myself. My friends and brother notice, but Joey makes it his problem to find out whatâs wrong with me.
Youâre a very discreet vigilante. You have the gift of telekinesis and your power glows purple. People start hearing about you, they have coined you the Violet Witch. Anytime anyone tries to find you, you seemingly disappear. Matt and Frank are working together to try and track you down, this other increasingly infamous âvigilanteâ in New York, who now happens to have a bounty on her head. You donât know this of course, or you wouldâve been more careful. You didnât mean to become a vigilante, it just sort of happened as you would lure predators in, and disarm them. Your signature is to leave the bad guys tied in your purple power ropes you make until the police come. One night youâre out and you pretend to seduce a man you know is a rapist. You lure him to an empty location, planning to do the same to him as the rest, tie him up and tip the police. Until you run into trouble and the man fights back, he almost hurts you, until a man in red and another in black swoop in and beat the man. You quickly pass out just as they turn to look at you. They take you to a safe location, since you pass out from your injuries, and the bounty on your head set by criminals who want the threat of you, âThe Violet Witchâ, gone for good, something both Frank and Matt understand.
Youâre Peter Parkerâs best friend. You have known each other most of your lives, and been attached at the hip for a long time, knowing each other better than you know yourselves. You, Peter, and Ned, are a friennd group, extremely close to each other and spending almost all your time together. But there is something different with Peter, something deeper, beyond simple friendship its obvious to others, but neither of you admit it out loud, scared of messing up your friendship and not wanting to lose each other. These feelings have been building silently in each of you for years, a love thatâs pure and genuine, all encompassing. You know each other so well, but each of you fail to see that the other shares the same feelings as you do. These feelings of love also lead to jealousy. Jealousy at the idea of anyone else getting to have you, be with you. Peter has always bristled when a guys flirt with you and ask you out, your beauty drawing them in. And you have always resented when girls say things about Peter being cute, or hot. But both of you have always played it off as friendly concern. Itâs a regular day at midtown high school, until it isnât. Youâre in class, and are asked by the teacher to go to a storage closet outside the gym to get some extra beakers for the science experiment you and your class are doing. You go, and as you get into the closet to grab supplies, you find youâre able to hear chatter from the boys locker room in the gym, the wall separating you, but a vent allowing the sounds of rowdy boys to filter into the storage closet. As youâre searching for extra beakers, you hear a distinct voice of Flash Thompson, the schools notorious jock with a blond buzzcut, who thinks heâs the greatest person alive and is a jerk to most people, including Peter. For some reason Flash has always been infatuated with you, always flirting and asking you out. Youâve never paid him much mind, but it has always affected Peter, even if he tries hiding it behind just simply not liking Flash. You hear Flash begin to talk about you, mentioning your looks, making crude remarks about your body that have you rolling your eyes as you listen. Suddenly though, you hear Peterâs voice, telling Flash to cut it out, him defending you. Flash, instead of cutting it out and stopping talking about you, begins to taunt Peter, saying more things, and even as going as far to make you lie about you. You listen as Flash begins telling Peter, and whoever else is in the boys locker room, all about his wild night with you, at a party last weekend where you and him snuck off to a bedroom and had sex. Flash doesnât stop there, even as Peter doesnât believe him and tells him to stop talking about you. Flash begins to go into very specific and crude detail about you, about what exactly the two of you did together. He gives explicit details about the sex, the reactions i had and things I said, the things i did with him. Peterâs protest eventually fade, and you hear as he seems to actually begin believe Flashâs words, fear and doubt creeping into Peterâs mind, jealousy suddenly clouding just judgement as Flash mentions personal things about you. You listen helplessly as this happens, as Flash talks about what you know is a lie to the other guys in the locker room, to Peter. After the whole disturbing and vulgar talk Flash gives, you hear the boys locker room door slam open, and hear footsteps rush down the hallway. You immediately know itâs Peter, and follow after him, him eventually going out to the courtyard. As you catch yo with him, telling him you heard everything, telling him what a liar Flash is, Peter is angry and jealous, spiraling in his own thoughts, thinking itâs all true. He doesnât believe you at first, his mind clouded by pain and jealousy and his words to you reflecting that. Eventually, he breaks down and admits how much he hates the idea of you with anyone else, how much it affects him, his feelings for you flying out of his mouth before he can stop them. Before you can respond, the bell rings and Peter is in a rush to leave you behind, still clouded by his hurt and feeling vulnerable for the things he said. After school when you try to talk to him, he takes off to his âinternshipâ at the Avengers Tower, where he actually is having a meeting with the Avengers for work with them. Having to clear things up, I desperately go to the Tower, getting through security with a stubborn plead to see Peter, and not knowing why exactly Iâm suddenly led by an escort to a room with him and all the avengers, not knowing that Tony got an alert I was at the entrance, and being the meddling and amused type, he and the other avengers want to see Peterâs best friend, who they have clued together like each other more than friends and they could tell by Peterâs mood something had happened and want to see it and finally see you.
We are all in stark tower hanging out after a mission. I am an avenger and 22 years old. The mission wasnât exactly a fail, but it wasnât a success. Everyone is sitting on the couches and Iâm sitting on the floor resting on the coffee table, watching the fire in the fireplace. They are all talking about future strategies and ways to take our villain down. Iâm sitting there beating myself up because I wasnât able to use my power to its fullest form. There has been a mental block lately keeping me from it. I have the power of telekinesis and clairvoyance. My power glows violet when I use it. As I watch the fire I practice with my power and ignore everyone else. Bucky and I have a complicated relationship, even though weâre both ex Hydra. We both secretly have deeper feelings for each other but donât tell anyone.
Youâre Natasha Romanoffâs younger sister. Yelena is technically your adoptive sister, but youâre the closest thing you each had to a family, even if it was a lie. In the red room, you three stuck close together, looking out for each other as much as you could in the strict program. When Natasha left and escaped the program, and the Red Room fell, she assumed you were scattered and freed like any other widow. She was never able to track you or Yelena down, and this bothered her, but she assumed it was intentional, that neither of you wanted to be found since she technically âleftâ both of you. The truth is you are the last operational Red Room asset. You were never deprogrammed. Under a shadow faction tied to the KGB, youâre still operating, still taking orders and being the perfect spy, assassin, manipulator; the perfect widow. Youâre tasked with cleaning up old Red Room operations, finishing what never was able to be finished. This is the âminorâ part. Eventually, if you keep being successful, the new shadow faction will have you start eliminating defectors and witnesses, including former widows. Though that hasnât started yet as youâre only cleaning up old operations. Recently Natasha was able to track you down, and she saw the pattern, what you were doing and that you were finishing old operations. She and the Avengers track you down to a fancy restaurant where youâre currently having dinner with a powerful man that you are successfully gaining intel on, getting his trust to learn more about his estate as heâs an unresolved mission. The Avengers are scattered out around the restaurant watching you, hooked up to their own comms units. They watch as you work your magic, feigning the part of a flirty woman to get your information. You look a lot like Natasha, with the same red hair and green eyes, and the same striking skill set. They arenât sure if you are carrying on the Red Room by your own choice, or if somehow the Red Room didnât fully fall and youâre still under their control.