Sebastian Stan (+ characters) Oneshots

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Okay, so I actually wrote this about 2 years ago before I even started this book, but I found it in my drafts and since I'm not sure how much writing I'll be getting out in the next couple weeks, I thought I'd give you a little blast from my writing past. Hopefully I've improved some, but I also hope you guys enjoy this. It was quite fun to write from what I remember. :)

When you were 10 years old, your hometown was attacked. Aliens rained down from the skies and destroyed everyone and everything in their path and you narrowly escaped them by making a run for it and "luckily," you found a group of people who knew what they were doing. The only problem was, they knew what they were doing because they had planned it all.

You were soon shoved into the dark world of HYDRA, where you spent all of your time either in a cell or on a lab table. You were one of many that were brought to the labs that day, but you're also one of the few to survive. You had been injected with so many serums and put through so many tests that you weren't quite sure if there was any scrap of your old self left. At the young age of 16 you were sent off to begin your missions. Your brain fought against your body when you took your first shot, your true mind fighting and screaming and pounding inside of your skull. It drove you to the brink of insanity in a single day, and that's when the mind wipes started.

You were curled up in your cell, shivering and clutching at the roots of your hair as the pain radiated through your skull. You let out loud animal-like screams with each pulse of pain, which the HYDRA agents could not allow. They grabbed you by the arms and dragged you, kicking and screaming, to the chair. You were strapped in, and the process began.

Every mission after that with HYDRA was immediately followed by a mind wipe. Your conscience was far too strong to withstand the acts that they put you through for too long. And just like that, you became the perfect soldier. A ruthless, heartless killing machine that could take down a target without a second thought. You never really had a code name, the agents simply called you Project 270. They once had a full on debate about what your code name could be, but you never remembered that, of course.

Your life was a constant cycle of death and destruction, followed by a swift and painful memory wipe that would leave you broken and alone again and again. Your mind wasn't too loud anymore, it was too quiet. Your thoughts were virtually nonexistent, and even in your state as a puppet for HYDRA, you knew this was wrong. You knew that you weren't supposed to feel this way. You were going insane again, this time from the constant silence plaguing your mind.

Boy were you missing that silence. You sat on a large leather couch in the Avengers  Tower, hands clamped over your ears as Tony ran around the house singing horrendously and blasting random songs through the speakers. Your face was steely and intense as you stared at the wall in front of you. He suddenly slid across the floor in his socks, directly in front of your face as he played air guitar to the solo blasting through the tower. A low growl rumbled out of your chest, and you launched yourself at the man. Tony let out a high pitched scream as you both fell to the ground.

"If you butcher one more song, then I swear to god I'll put one of Clint's arrows through your eye," you seethed, knowing your face was bright red with anger. Tony's eyes were wide as you glared down at him.

"FROSTYYYY! COME GET YOUR ATTACK DOG PARTNER OFF OF ME!" He yelled, smirking as you smacked his shoulder with a huff. Bucky's footsteps followed quickly after, finally reaching the room.

Bucky's urgent eyes found you two on the floor, and he sighed in exasperation as he realized the situation. You were sat on top of Tony, arms crossed over your chest. Bucky's muscles relaxed, and he ambled over to you slowly. "Tony, you can't do that to me. I thought you were serious, you almost gave me a heart attack," he muttered, kneeling down next to the two of you. You gave him a sad smile as you realized that he was afraid that you were having flashbacks to your HYDRA days again. He returned the smile before looking at Tony. "So what did you do this time, Stark?"