☆彡 ( A CHEMICAL REACTION ) ⇝ a Bucky Barnes fanfic MCU ( written by @alycialcver ) Catfa - thunderbolts * ( started 11th May 2025 ) ( COVER BY @JISOOLIA )

Maddison Everheart was born into hydra, her mother was an agent and Maddie was kept as a sort of leverage. Years later on Maddie 10th birthday a organisation called Shield picked her up and kept her for a year before sticking her with a more 'suitable' candidate James Barnes.

even when the cold comes crashing through, i'm putting all my bets on you. BUCKY BARNES ! EMPIRE FALLS TRILOGY (1) © asteria / 2025

"Ryan Knox." "Isn't Ryan a, uhh," he coughed, "nevermind." "A guy's name?" Ryan asked, raising a brow at him. "Uhh, yeah." "Well, my ma used to tell me I could take shit like a man." ─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── Black shadow operative Ryan Knox is a liar. There's no other word for it, she lies to everyone like it's a sport. Which is ironic, considering how much she hates being lied to. The only person who knows everything? Nicholas Fury, the man who had Ryan's files sealed and recruited her under heavily confidential circumstances. She works alone, in the dark, acting as SHIELD's personal cleaner of messes she never made. When strange things keep happening, Ryan uncovers a trail of corruption and bloodshed, all leading to her. Without knowing who to trust, she has to keep sniffing out the truth on her own. Ryan is forced to stare her past in the face, realizing that she's not as in control as she would like. Will Ryan Knox continue to be a liar, or will she take a leap of trust and fight back like she was meant to? ─── ⋆⋅ ♰ ⋅⋆ ─── Bucky Barnes x F!Oc (age gap) I do not own Marvel, I only own Ryan and her plot Timeline tws-thunderbolts

Alora Evergreen tried to leave hunting behind. After a brutal upbringing and a childhood shaped by magic she never asked for and a weapon she never wanted to be, she carved out a life that was finally her own. Until Dean Winchester knocked on her door. John was missing. Sam was being dragged back into the life. And Dean needed someone he trusted, even if that someone was the witch he'd been secretly hooking up with on and off since they were 20, the same girl he used to bicker with when they were kids in Bobbys junkyard. And they still do Thrown back into the world she wanted to escape, Alora joins the brothers on the road, facing down ghosts, demons, and creatures most people don't believe exist. And through it all, she and Dean trade smirks, insults, and stolen nights that neither will admit mean more I own none of the characters except from Alora, all credit goes to the original creators of Supernatural Part 1 of 3 (Seasons 1 to 5)

Mary Ravencroix has survived long enough to become what the Red Room wanted most: Widow Dusk, precise, lethal, untouchable. In Bucharest, rain washes the city into shadows while she waits on rooftops with a sniper rifle and a voice in her ear that sounds like discipline and feels like a tether. She tells herself she doesn't care about anything that isn't the mission. She tells herself she doesn't miss the girl she used to be, back when Natasha's hand felt like safety and Yelena's loyalty felt like oxygen. Then she steps off her route and into an alley that isn't her problem. A stranger is bleeding and high and being laughed at like he's nothing, and Mary does the one thing she was never trained to do: she stays. Bob Reynolds looks at her like she's the first person who didn't decide he's already lost. And Mary, who has been a weapon for most of her life, finds herself drawn to the soft ruin of someone normal, someone human, someone who makes her feel like she still is too. Two broken souls. One rainy city. And a connection the Red Room will not forgive. MCU FANFICTION THUNDERBOLTS* BOB REYNOLDS X FEM!OC

𝐚𝐬𝐩𝐡𝐲𝐱𝐢𝐚 - 𝐝𝐞𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐨𝐱𝐲𝐠𝐞𝐧; 𝐬𝐮𝐟𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ༄ 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐀 had learned early how to disappear. Not just into shadows, but into herself- into silence, into stillness, into the spaces between who she was and who they made her become. She moved quietly through the world, never leaving more than a breath behind. Most people never noticed her. The ones who did never looked twice. At night, the dreams returned. Fragments, half-formed. A hallway bathed in red light. Snow falling without sound. And sometimes-briefly- a man with a metal arm who never said a word, but always seemed to be waiting. She didn't know his name. Didn't know why she remembered him, or if it was even a memory at all. But something lingered. A feeling she hadn't chosen. A pull she couldn't ignore. 𝐕𝐀𝐍𝐘𝐀 𝐕𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐎𝐕𝐀 was not chasing answers. She was following the quiet rhythm of something older, something buried, something that had always known its way back. ༄ marvel cinematic universe. oc x bucky barnes. slow burn. ON HOLD until ??? playlist on spotify @tesherplaylists