[Officer Bucky x reader AU] Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later.

I walk over behind Steve and T'Challa and peek over their shoulders at the oversized Pez dispenser. Faintly, I can see a man dressed in sterling white clothes. It's a big contrast to the dark brown, shoulder length hair on his head. While his body is blurry behind the foggy glass, I can tell that he's missing his left arm. The metal one. I look at his face curiously and find it to be peaceful. As most everyone's is during sleep. He has a strong jaw covered in dark stubble and uneven lips, the bottom is thicker than the top. Speaking of thick, by the size of the container I can tell he is. At least his arm and legs anyway. A nine point nine. And that's when he's frozen. "Well. Let's crack this thing open, shall we?" *I don't own the Avengers, only the characters and situations I create*

❝She's like Thor but human and female.❞ [BUCKY BARNES] [HIGHEST RANK: #1 IN BUCKY BARNES, #3 IN CAPTAIN AMERICA]

You're the person Bucky goes to for a breath of fresh air, the one who's smile is the brightest, the one that has the softest voice. You are sweet and kind, something he is falling for a little more every day, but you have someone, and he respects it...what happens when he finds out your special someone turns out to be a monster you can't seem to get away from? Warnings: Abusive relationship (Emotionally and Physically), alcohol usage, allusions to sex (NO SMUT), mentions of rape (did not occur, but talked about)

Angelina is 20 years old, shy, and working as an assistant for Detective Brooke at the NYPD. Her days consist of nothing but typing, making coffee, and stapling papers together. She's content with her simple life, but when two mysterious men who work for the Avengers come visit, her life will change forever. {This story contains more harsh levels of bdsm/s&m, hence the title. If you are not comfortable with such content, I don't suggest this story for you. However, if you are interested, I will be putting warnings in the beginning of chapters. 💓}

With your team dead and your mission failed, you've been taken by the assassin to an unknown location and are at the mercy of your cruel tormentors.

You and Chris had been friends since childhood, you were nearly siblings. Over the span of all of your years with Chris you had known your limit with alcohol and yet it seemed that over the course of your new friendship with Sebastian you constantly ended up drunk. It didn't matter if it was your first meeting or because of him or just a random event, the man always caught you at your worse. He was your friend though, right? Seeing you at your worse really shouldn't matter except well when your drunk you always threw yourself at him and he was ever the gentleman. Always making an extremely awkward morning after.

You meet one of New York's richest Bachelor's. He's hot, he's rich, and he's an absolute fucking asshole. Luckily for you, you're an asshole too and you could take a challenge any day. Within the first 24 hours of knowing each other, you've already pushed each other over breaking point. But when something comes up, you're both forced to try and get along. Can it be possible?

"What he did to you was monstrous," they kept saying that, but they weren't getting the sentence right, "They. They did it." I said back, my drained voice close to a whisper. "Okay, then, what they did to you was monstrous," they tried again, "And now I'm a monster.." I whisper.