Anastasia Antonova was raised in the Red Room, molded into a weapon before she ever had the chance to be a child. Loyalty, silence, survival,those were the only lessons she was allowed to learn. But when HYDRA discover her skills, she's taken by the Red Room's most feared asset: the Winter Soldier. As Anastasia is dragged deeper into Hydra's shadow world, fragments of buried memories, fractured identities, and unasked questions begin to surface-for both of them. Bound by conditioning, violence, and ghosts they can't escape, Anastasia and the Winter Soldier are forced onto a path where obedience clashes with their freedom and remembering who they were before they were made into monsters. Storyline and Main Character created by me. Characters and some storyline in MCU timeline order by Marvel but adjusted to add another character.

9 months later... What happens when just friends turn into just boyfriend and girlfriend... Follow up in this sequel and see what Bucky and y/n get up to in their newly profound relationship. What drama is lurking in the shadows? Sequel to We are just friends... WARNING! Smut is included

Break ups are the worst... What happens when two best friends, who have the worst luck in relationship decide to release their urges with each other? Will this be a start of a beautiful relationship? Or will it all go down hill for them? BOOK #1 BOOK #2- WE ARE JUST BOYFRIEND AND GIRLFRIEND...

When Bucky throws you out of the house for a betrayal and won't listen to your side of the story, you know the only way out is through - it's time to start over. Maybe this was never going to be your happy ending.

In 1963, the Red Room acquires a child for the newly established Black Widow Program. In 1979, the Red Room initiates an internal experiment at a facility in Belarus. In 1980, she is paired with the Winter Soldier, forming one of Hydra's most effective teams. In 1986, Agent Anastasia Shishkova is executed as a traitor and erased from history. In 2010, James Buchanan Barnes receives a collection of tapes that were never meant to exist. **** !18+! !GRAPHIC SMUT! !GRAPHIC VIOLENCE! New chapters posted Tuesday, Thursday, and Sunday (:

You were supposed to be out with your friends-dressed up, laughing, celebrating your 23rd birthday. Not bleeding on the sidewalk in the middle of a downtown explosion. Not waking up in a hospital bed, confused, aching, and staring straight into the eyes of a man you'd only seen on screens. He wasn't supposed to be there. But neither were you. Bucky Barnes had no reason to remember you. You weren't an agent. Not a genius. Not anyone important. Just the girl who'd thrown herself between a child and falling debris, and ended up with fractured bones and scars she couldn't see in the mirror without flinching. But he came back. Again and again. At first, you thought it was guilt. Then you realized... it was something else. Now, your life is anything but normal. Secret training sessions. Shadows that follow you home. Enemies whispering your name like you matter. Like you're the crack in his armor they've been waiting to find. And still, when everyone calls you his weakness... He leans in close and whispers: "You're the only reason I haven't given up." You didn't choose this world. But maybe-just maybe-you'll survive it for him. Hi! Just a quick note before you start: this story doesn't follow the original timeline or canon. English is not my first language, so please be patient with any mistakes. Also, I don't own any of the characters - I'm just here to have fun with them. Hope you enjoy the story!

After the events of Civil War, the Avengers were left fractured emotionally and politically. Some became fugitives, others worked in secret, and several walked away after the battle in Wakanda. Thanos did come... but he never got the chance to snap. The Avengers, divided and bleeding, stood together one last time with unexpected help and stopped him. No one died, but the scars ran deep. Now they are trying to get back together. The world, however, lost faith in its heroes. Governments stopped trusting them. Oscorp rose quietly from the shadows. And old enemies like Zemo began gathering strength, ready to strike when the world's protectors were at their weakest. Nick Fury disappeared after the final battle. But he never stopped watching. From the shadows He was looking for survivors. People with conviction. People who had lost and kept going. People like her. You weren't just another recruit. You were the fire they'd forgotten they needed. "They fight for what was. You... you'll fight for what's next. The world doesn't need more broken idols. It needs new fire. And you... you burn." But not everyone welcomes you. Bucky Barnes doesn't trust easily, especially not someone who knows too much and says too little. You're not afraid of him. He's not sure if that's a good thing. You clash. You fight. And somehow, in the quiet between storms, you begin to fall. Author's note: This story takes place in an altered version of the Marvel universe, where some timelines have been adjusted to fit the narrative. I don't own any of the Marvel characters, they belong to Marvel. Also, English isn't my first language, so I may go back and fix small mistakes as I update. Thank you so much for reading. I hope you enjoy diving into this powerful, messy, and emotional journey.

Two war veterans. One broken system. And a fake relationship the whole country is about to fall for. Senator Y/N has never believed in heroes. Not even the ones with vibranium arms and tragic pasts. So when Bucky Barnes is sworn in as the new Congressman from New York, she doesn't expect much more than chaos in committee meetings and awkward hallway encounters. What she doesn't expect is finding common ground. Or laughing at his dry humor. Or ending up in his bed after a late-night vote. They agree it means nothing. Just tension relief between two exhausted, overworked public servants. Until a key legislative bill they've been building together starts facing public opposition-and their communications teams come up with a brilliant (read: reckless) idea to save it. "America loves a love story," they say. "Especially one between two broken soldiers trying to make things right." So now they're fake dating. Doing interviews, holding hands in public, making it look real. The problem? It's already starting to feel that way. And the more they fake it, the more they realize that nothing between them has ever been fake. Authors note: This story takes place in the MCU timeline, right after The Falcon and the Winter Soldier-but with a twist: Bucky Barnes is now a Congressman. From here, the story breaks canon and follows a new path. I'm mixing tropes I love: Coworkers to Lovers, Fake Relationship, and Friends with Benefits. There will be politics, tension, intimacy, and emotional slow burn. Also, English is not my first language, so thanks for your patience! Hope you enjoy Capitol Heat.

You and Bucky Barnes have been friends for a while now, he's practically your best friend. Sure, there's always been a spark, something unspoken simmering just beneath the surface, but you've both been careful not to cross that invisible line. Until now. When a situation forces you to fake being in a relationship, everything changes. What starts as a pact between friends quickly turns into something more complicated, more intense... and far more dangerous for your heart. Because the hardest part of pretending to be in love with Bucky? Trying to remember where the line between friendship and something real was ever drawn in the first place. Author's note: In this story, there are no superheroes, just ordinary people living normal lives. A more grounded version of the Marvel characters we know. I don't own any of the characters; all rights belong to Marvel. Also, just a friendly reminder: English isn't my first language, so I may go back and correct any spelling or grammar mistakes along the way. Thank you so much for reading, I truly hope you enjoy the story!

You live next door to Bucky Barnes, the quiet, mysterious man everyone knows but few really know. You exchange polite nods, small smiles in the hallway, and sometimes you hear his soft music through the walls at night - comforting, even if you'd never admit it. Your boyfriend, however, is the opposite of comfort. Controlling, volatile, always demanding - food, attention, obedience - and when he drinks (which is often), his temper turns dangerous. You've learned to hide the bruises and fake the smiles, even when your father's disappointment in your choice of partner cuts deeper than you let on. Then one night, Bucky hears it. The shouting, the crash, your muffled sob. He's spent years trying to keep to himself - but when it's your pain bleeding through the thin apartment walls, something in him snaps. From that moment, the quiet neighbor becomes something else - protector, anchor, temptation. What begins as an act of protection grows into something raw, magnetic, and dangerous in its own way - a pull neither of you can ignore.