Sebastian Stan (+ characters) Oneshots

Sebastian Stan x Reader

"(Y/N), calm down. It's just a dress!" Your best friend soothed you, grabbing your shoulders and shaking you back into reality. You huffed in annoyance, crossing your arms over your chest.

"But it's not just the dress! It's the hair! It's the makeup! It's the shoes! (Y/B/F/N), I can't do this! There's too much pressure! If I do one thing wrong, they'll be running me out of town," you argued, sitting down on one of the dress shop's many couches and putting your face in your hands. "I'm just going to mess everything up..." You muttered, voice muffled by your hands. You could hear the low sigh from your friend before they were rubbing your back lightly.

"Look at me," they commanded. You sniffled in response, so they took it into their own hands and turned your head towards them. "You're going to do great. He'll be out there with you, and I'll be rooting you on the whole time. You know he would never let anything happen to you. We can run through what you're supposed to do as much as you want, and he'll be leading you a well. You'll be okay," they whispered, a small smile on their face. You choked out a small laugh, looking away and wiping a stray tear from your cheek. You decided not to give any other reply, and they nodded in understanding.

Their phone buzzed with a text message, causing them to juggle the object around in surprise. "Crap!" They shouted, almost dropping the phone before regaining control. You laughed, happy to have your friend there for support. "It's Sebastian. He's asking how you are," they explained. You nodded.

"Don't tell him I'm freaking out. I don't want him to worry," you told them, to which they rolled their eyes.

"He knows you way too well, he knows you're panicking. He's been texting me all day asking about you. You've got a really concerned boyfriend, you know that?" They commented, not taking their eyes off of the phone as they typed out a message. You chuckled.

"Yeah, I kind of realized that."

"Alright!" (Y/B/F/N) exclaimed, standing up quickly and clapping their hands. "Get back in that dressing room, you have some clothes to try on."

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Your heart was beating out of your chest with each turn of the limousine's wheels. You had chosen not to look out the windows and instead decided to look down at the various elegant bracelets covering your arms. Your hands were shaking violently and your foot was tapping to the same beat as your heart.

"Sweetheart," a familiar voice pulled you out of your own head, and you raised your eyes to look at the man sitting next to you. He slipped his hand into yours, lacing your fingers together comfortingly. "It'll be okay, I promise you. I'll be right next to you the whole time. Just hold onto my hand, I won't let you go," Sebastian soothed you softly, kissing your temple. You allowed a small smile to reach your face at the sign of affection. You could feel his intense blue-eyed gaze staying fixed on you, so you rested your head lightly on his shoulder. He chuckled and rubbed his thumb over the back of your hand in a steady rhythm.

While you could've sat like that for hours, it was only mere minutes later that you were disrupted from your calm state. "(Y/N), we're almost there. Are you okay?"Sebastian asked you as you sat up. You looked over at him and took a deep breath.

"God, I hope so." He laughed and kissed your cheek quickly.

"That's more like it." You felt the car stop, and you held your breath as you waited for the door to open. Sebastian sensed your sudden uneasiness and gave your hand a quick squeeze. "Remember, just hold onto my hand, beautiful," he reminded you. You nodded quickly, and the door opened. The sound of thousands of screaming fans flooded the car, and Sebastian immediately smiled brightly. He climbed out of the limo, waving to the crowds before turning and reaching his hand back to you. You took it once more, holding on tightly and sliding out of the car.

The crowd roared with excitement as you stepped onto the pavement. Your nerves were reaching an all time high as you felt the stares of thousands of screaming fans boring into your back. Your grip on Sebastian's hand tightened, and he quickly pulled you closer to his side as he began to walk towards the fans. He took a few minutes to give fans autographs and take selfies with them, repeatedly informing them that you were in fact his girlfriend.

Much to your surprise, a few eager fans turned to face you and held out their items along with a marker, asking for your autograph. Your mouth hung open in shock as you quickly nodded and took the items, scribbling your signature onto them in an empty space. You handed them back and they asked you for a photo as well, which you gladly took. You turned back to Sebastian with a huge smile on your face, and he was gazing adoringly back at you. You felt a dark red blush sweep across your cheeks and you looked down, taking his hand again.

This happened a few more times, each one shocking you more than the last. Sebastian was holding back a fit of giggles every time he saw the look of utter shock on your face. You were finally able to pry yourselves away from the fans and began to make your way farther down the red carpet. Paparazzi were shouting at you, telling you to look left, then right, then left, then back, then right, and you were getting a bit disoriented. Sebastian felt your rush of anxiety through your tightened grip on him, which had escalated to you clinging fearfully to his arm. He furrowed his eyebrows worriedly, wrapping his arm around your waist and keeping you close to him.

"You don't actually have to listen to what they say. They're super bossy, don't even worry about it. Just follow my lead," he whispered to you, smiling and posing for the cameras. You huffed in determination, smiling as well and wrapping your arm around Sebastian as well. You turned to the other side and repeated this before walking down the carpet a bit more and doing the same thing. In what you were hoping was your last round of photos, one of the paparazzi shouted out for you two to kiss. Sebastian chuckled and turned to you. "Better give the people what they want, huh beautiful?" He asked with a childish grin on his face. You laughed, nodding and reaching up to press a kiss to his lips. He smiled and placed a hand on your cheek lightly before pulling away and kissing your forehead. "I love you so much, (Y/N)."

"I love you too, Sebastian. Now come on, I want to go see Civil War!" You exclaimed in excitement. He chuckled and nodded, waving once more to the crowds before turning and leading you towards where Chris, Robert, and the rest of the cast were located. The entire group was bunched together, all chatting and joking around with one another. When Chris saw you approaching, he raised his glass in your direction and grinned.

"Hey! The gang is finally all here!" He called. You and Sebastian laughed at the overexcited ramblings of your friend.

Before you reached the group, Sebastian leaned down to your ear to tell you one last thing. "You did really well, I'm so proud of you, sweetheart." And with that, he planted a kiss behind your ear and turned back to greet his friends.

Hey guys! I hope you liked that. I've been meaning to write this ever since I wrote.... stargazing I think? I think it was stargazing. If not I'll sound really stupid, but then again that's not a big change from how I usually sound.

Leave any requests down below! Possible people include Sebastian Stan, Bucky Barnes, Chris Beck, and TJ Hammond. Please add any scenarios/genres you'd like to see as well, as I'm almost out of things to write. I'll write anything except for smut, so comment what you'd like to see!
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In progress:

-Chris Beck - Go Fish part 2