✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝙼𝚢 𝙱𝚘𝚡 | 𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜 | 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚕

A/N
[This Takes Place in What If.... ZOMBIES?!]

You looked through old photographs you had found in the rubble. You never had a family, but you had heard Earth was full of them. They used to be. You were born like this, far away. On a different galaxy, you formed from a mighty chamber, destroying countless planets to form.

At least, that's what you were told, you hadn't known what else they lied about. Years later you fled to Earth. You enjoyed your little peace, until the virus. All the joys of New York, London, and even Seattle. All gone and turned into this.

Your Journey was over before it even began. You place those little memories that weren't your own in that plastic box under your jacket. When you take another step, you realize the frequency of the floor, rackety.

Before you could alarm anyone, a part of the webbed tram began to slip. You quickly pull out your lasso and begin to hold it up with all your strength. "Y/n!" You hear a familiar voice call, followed by others.

Bucky and the others come to a halt when seeing the split, "I've got it!" Peter says, before swinging down and helping you. Bucky comes from behind you and helps you pull the tram part up as Peter secures it.

"Make sure to add extra glue." Bucky comments, before saying "Are you okay? Did anything fall?" you turn to the tram, looking for your little box. He must've noticed your panic because he spoke up again. "It's alright, what was it?"

You look down before saying, "Nothing. It was irrelevant anyways. I don't wish for you to worry about this." You say, walking by him. But it didn't look like he was going to let this go.

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"For tomorrow's route, Peter said he could travel to the north side, while I and my sources at Wakanda discover how to find the beacon," Oyoke said, "Me and Sharon are checking out the south's resources, the blockade has faded enough," Hope adds.

You look around the room, "Where's James?" you ask "I mean- Lieutenant Barnes.", Oyoke hums. "He said he was to check the perimeter. Something about leakage from the tram earlier." She explains. "But- What if- '' You stutter worryingly before covering your mouth.

You forgot your manners again, You only speak when spoken to. You only want when wanted to. "Pardon me. I didn't mean to interrupt.." You try to excuse yourself. The rest looked confused, some concerned.

"Y/n, you are part of this team. Your collaboration is why we are surviving. Why Wakanda's utopia is still growing. You will be treated as well as you have been treating." Oyoke says.

Peter steps up, "What she means is- You can be You without being afraid on Earth. And- we all like you, so- don't be nervous!" You nod, Feeling better but still slightly ashamed of yourself. Change took time, more than you thought you'd ever have before they found you again.

"May I?" You ask, hinting towards the exit, Again they hit with that same look. "You don't need to ask," Hope said sweetly, making you more embarrassed, but still loved. When you turned around you saw Bucky enter the room, looking a bit scratched up.

But nothing he couldn't handle, of course. "Bucky, any news?" Oyoke asks. "No, I just had to grab something." He responds, standing next to you. "I thought phones didn't work anymore.." You mutter, making him smile a bit before whispering back "They don't. I prefer it that way."

You blush but return his smile and a small "Thank you." As Oyoke dismisses the meeting to leave, Bucky turns to you. "You know, you can call me Bucky." He smiles, "Yeah, Yes- if you wish." You respond.

"Whatever you wish." He says, before grabbing a familiar box from his back. "I-found your box. You looked upset about it earlier." He said, with a slight blush on his cheek. You were grateful, yet embarrassed out of your mind.

"Oh, I'm so sorry- I apologize- I didn't mean to make you do such a thing!.. But I still thank you.. A lot." You respond. "It's alright doll, you didn't make me do anything I didn't want to do." He smiles. "But.. Why do you keep those photos?" He asks.

"They're just.. Finds from the rubble.." you say, looking down. Almost like you were being scolded. "Did- You have a family before you came here?" Bucky asks. You keep your eyes glued to the floor.

"I- don't understand.. Human Families yet." You admit. "I had a creator. And he was.. Not like a father I've seen here." You say, slightly caressing the crack on your cheek. "Did.. He hurt you?" Bucky asks.

You cringe, "I keep the photos because- it makes me feel something- like they're my own- like i can just jump into the photo without ease.. I know it sounds silly.." You explain. "it's not silly." Bucky quickly says.

You were taken a bit back by his words, "It's.. Not?" You question him again. "No. It's not." He confirms. You noticed how close he was standing to you now. You blush, Making him look closer. "You.. Can change color?" Bucky asks, confusingly.

Your eyes widen, "Oh my- I'm so sorry! I don't know when I malfunction like that!" You apologize again, now turning around to hide it. Your original form was colorless, much like your homeworld. But sometimes- you could develop a nice pink hue with deep emotions.

"No- It's alright doll. Pinks is a nice color on you." He smiles, hesitating to put a hand on your shoulder. You hesitate to cover it with your own. "I Believe- we both are scared of touch. But yearn it just as much." You confess.

"And you say you don't know much about Humans." He smirks. "Thank you.. Bucky. These.. This box means a lot to me. As you do." You smile back. He blushed as you spoke again, "I enjoy smiling with you."

He looked starstruck, as he was. His heart was beating at a million miles per minute. After a moment of silence, The soldier readies himself to speak again. But you ask the question first. "May I... Hug you?"

He smiles slightly before nodding and adding "Yeah- you can." You nod back before hugging him. "This is strange.. But I see why humans like it.. It's nice." You compliment. Bucky held you closer like he was going to lose you, like a leaf in the wind.

Yet he was still scared to crush you. You kiss his cheek before you two break. He was a bit shocked by the action, making his body go stiff. "I heard that a kiss on the cheek is a sign of gratitude and emotion." You explain.

"Can I- kiss you?" He asks, "Of course, Bucky." You smile, not expecting him to come full force and kiss you on the lips. But you let him control it, as he cupped your face. You let your hands lay on his shoulders as he was much taller than you.

Once you two broke, you quickly tried to find a way to urge him to do it again. "Can we do that again?" you ask, He smiles. "Yeah, anytime doll." You return it, as you two connect again.