Bucky Barnes never expected his life to change on a night like this, a fight in a dark stairwell, a woman's terrified eyes, and the sudden, undeniable need to protect her. Mya Rose wasn't supposed to mean anything to him. She was just the neighbor he saw in passing, quiet, kind, and far too gentle for the shadows that followed him. But when her abusive ex shows up, everything shifts. Bucky steps in without hesitation... and one violent moment binds them together in ways neither could have predicted. Haunted by his past and convinced he doesn't deserve peace, Bucky tries to keep his distance. But Mya, with her soft voice, stubborn strength, and the way she sees light where he only sees darkness, begins to break through his walls. And when danger circles back for her, he realizes one thing with brutal clarity: He'll burn the world down before he lets anyone touch what's his. 18+ for mature readers

In the quiet lull of an empty Avengers compound, Bucky Barnes finds unexpected company in you-a close friend of Steve's and the girlfriend of someone who doesn't quite see her the way she deserves. As the world outside moves in its usual chaos, the two share a rare, gentle evening wrapped in cookies, silence, and the kind of comfort neither of you remembers needing until it's right in front of you. What starts as quiet companionship slowly unfolds into something deeper-unspoken, delicate, and real. In this still moment between missions and mistakes, Bucky begins to wonder if maybe... you feel it too.

bucky x reader. you're sam's sister and he's asked if bucky can stay with you while recovering from the wakanda stuff they did to remove the winter soldier from his brain. kinda slow burn but not really. please read and vote and tell me what u wanna see :))) i don't own these characters and don't claim to own them. they aren't my original ones please don't sue me marvel i miss wattpad hahaha but this was originally posted on tumblr, i have tried to fix any formatting errors but there may still be some issues feel free to tell me thank you

I saved his life. Everyone asks me why- but to me the question is "Why not?" While unconscious, the soldier kept me in his grip, and now has trouble letting me go. But I want to help him believe in himself again. The man before the arm. But someone tried to kill him, and they found out I saved him. Can I save James before they bring back the Winter Soldier?

after two years of you talking into his ear, bucky finally meets the face behind the voice on the comms after a tricky mission.

1943: - What do you say, Barnes? Alone together forever? - You asked, leaning over the table and taking his beer from him. - You're crazy, you know? - He asked with a slight smile ordering a second beer knowing full well that he wouldn't get this one back. - I know. - you said proudly straightening up. - I made a bet with Rodgers and Carter about how long you would last with me. - Steve made a bet with you!? - he called out surprised almost choking on his beer. - Mhm! A whole 20 dollars. - I can't believe it... and what did he bet? - He asked shaking his head in disbelief. - That you'll last with me until the end, that is, until one of us dies in some idiotic way. - you replied with a laugh. Well, looking at the situation it was possible. - How optimistic, and you? What did you bet on? - He asked while looking at you closely. - That sooner Steve would fuck someone than we would stand each other's company until the end of the war. - You said in all seriousness at which James burst out laughing thunderously. - You're terrible you know? Now he'll have more luck. - Oh I don't doubt that, but it doesn't change the fact that he's still the same Steve who moves like a child in the dark in matters other than the war and saving the oppressed. - you explained. Bucky said nothing but nodded mutely admitting you were right. - And Mistress Carter? - Also an incorrigible optimist. She said that she will remind me of this bet while dancing at our wedding. - You said with a laugh taking a sip of beer thus hiding a delicate blush behind the glass. - Okay, I'm in. 2027: - Alone together forever YN. - Bucky said with tears in his eyes kneeling on the hard floor. What will happen if, after the events of 1947, someone nevertheless goes looking for Bucky? Will the story turn out differently? --------------------------- All rights reserved. English version includes an age-restricted scene! You read at your own risk.

You came back from the Blip to a world that didn't wait for you. Your home is gone. Your job is filled. Your life... erased. Years pass in a daze as you drift through a city that no longer recognizes you. You try to rebuild, but nothing feels real. You're just surviving-until one night, in a dim bar on a quiet street, you hear a stranger's voice make a dry comment about dating apps and moon signs, and you laugh out loud without meaning to. That stranger turns his head. Blue eyes flick to yours. It's Bucky Barnes. You know who he is, of course. A ghost and a myth wrapped in a man. But to him? You're no one. Just a girl in a bar laughing too loud. What starts as a coincidence becomes a quiet pattern. You keep running into him-small moments, unexpected places. And somehow, that makes it easier.

Brooklyn, 1941. The world's on the edge of war, but in a quiet corner of the city, Y/N's life is simple-early mornings at the café, late afternoon walks with her best friend Steve, and a heart guarded like a secret. Enter James Buchanan Barnes. All charm, a wink, and a smile that gets him anything-or anyone-he wants. Except her. She's not interested in being another name on his list. And he's not used to hearing the word "no." But the more she pulls away, the more he finds himself chasing something he doesn't understand-something real. Because when love wasn't part of the plan, what happens when it sneaks up on you anyway? He was never supposed to fall. And she swore she'd never let him win. But the heart's a funny thing-especially in the middle of a war.

She was a simple nurse, sent to be the aid and care to the Hydra experiment James Barnes. After caring for him she finds her self slowly falling in love with the broken Soldier, and him retuning her affection in ways she wouldn't expect. When doctors start to get suspicious who knows what will happen to the two lovers. _ This book contains mature content, such as violence, sexual interactions, like smut, strong language, and more. So just a heads up. _ Voting and writing comments with help my book get more views and reach more people so if you could just vote and comment that would be great.

(Short Story!!) It had always been a strange thing, growing up with stories about two men who seemed larger than life. Your grandmother never called them "Captain America" or "the Winter Soldier." To her, they were just Steve and Bucky-the boys who used to race down Brooklyn streets barefoot, who could eat their weight in ice cream, who once spent a summer building a treehouse that barely stayed up until autumn. She spoke about them with warmth, never shying away from the fact that life had pulled them into wars-one they chose, one they didn't. As you got older, you saw clips, grainy photos, shaky cell phone footage of Bucky Barnes in black tactical gear, a metal arm flashing in the light. You read the reports, the headlines about the destruction, the redemption, the battles the Avengers fought to save the world. You didn't expect to ever meet them. Not until 2025, when your grandmother passed away. Steve came to her funeral-looking exactly as he had in the old photographs, like time had politely stepped aside for him. And with him was another man, standing half a step behind, dressed in a dark suit. He didn't seem entirely comfortable being there, his jaw set, his eyes darting between the crowd and the coffin draped in flowers. Bucky Barnes. From the way Steve's hand rested briefly on his shoulder before introducing you, you knew he hadn't planned on coming. But he had. And when he looked at you, really looked, you felt the air shift. Because his gaze lingered just a fraction too long. Because his breath caught in his chest. Because in that moment, you knew what he saw- The spitting image of your grandmother. The girl he had once known before the wars. But you were not her. You were twenty-four. And when his eyes softened, the rest of the world seemed to fall away.