BOB REYNOLDS X FEM!READER - Bob Reynolds doesn't let people in- but something about you feels familiar, like a forgotten promise. Now you're bound by something neither of you can name. The love between you is raw and real... and it's waking up the darkness inside him. Because the Void remembers you too. And it doesn't like to share. A slow-burn, soul-bonded love story set after Thunderbolts (2025)

She was never meant to survive. Born with rare abilities and torn from her family as a child, she grew up deep within Hydra's hidden laboratories - not as a soldier, but as a subject. An experiment. A weapon. They called her many things, but the most enduring name was Irina The White Witch- a ghost in human skin, capable of destroying or healing with the same hand. But fate twisted. The Avengers found her. Saved her. Gave her a new life, a new name... a second chance. Years later, the world changed. Hydra fell. The Avengers won. But Irina remained in the shadows, a remnant of a forgotten war. She knew Loki - once. A flicker of kindness during chaos. He vanished. Died. But she never stopped believing he could be brought back. When Bucky need a tutor to help Bob- the new Thunderbolts - to help him control his power, Irina sees an opportunity. She joins them under the guise of help, but her mission is different: gain their trust, get access to Stark's time technology, and bring Loki back... no matter the cost. But nothing is ever simple. Bob sees her - not just the weapon she was made to be, but the person she's afraid to become. As their connection deepens, she begins to question everything: her mission, her pain, and her place in this broken world. Will she betray the team for love lost? Or will love unexpected finally set her free?

── 𝘉𝘖𝘉 𝘙𝘌𝘠𝘕𝘖𝘓𝘋𝘚 𝘟 𝐺𝐸𝑁𝐷𝐸𝑅 𝑁𝐸𝑈𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐿 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋𝘌𝘙 𝘟 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘝𝘖𝘐𝘋 𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘛𝘏𝘌 𝘚𝘌𝘕𝘛𝘙𝘠. 𝘿𝘼𝙍𝙆/𝙇𝙊𝙑𝙀𝙎𝙄𝘾𝙆 𝙏𝙃𝙀𝙈𝙀𝙎 ᵎᵎ Following your resignation from the position as leading clinical psychologist for the CIA, you'd thought that maybe, 𝘧𝘪𝘯𝘢𝘭𝘭𝘺, you'd have a moment to unwind. Bless your soul. Because a call from Valentina says otherwise. 𝘈𝘱𝘱𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, the man that all but swallowed New York into an abyss of darkness and mental torture needs professional help ⎯ plus a friend to boot. Accepting the offer had, undoubtedly, been your first mistake. Falling in love with him? A close second. You'll come to find that sweet ol' Bob isn't just 𝘉𝘰𝘣. Not by a landslide. He's a package deal of three. And somewhere along the way, you find yourself collecting them all. But hasn't anyone ever told you not to feed strays? They come back. Again, and again. Because strays seek attention and warmth. Strays yearn for kindness and care. Strays will bite, attack, 𝘥𝘦𝘧𝘦𝘯𝘥 their territory when they think that comfort's being threatened. Just know Bob's canines will sink in bone deep, because once you let him in⎯ letting you go was never an option.