✨Various x Reader One-Shots✨

𝚂𝚑𝚊𝚝𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚎𝚍 | 𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜 | 𝙼𝚊𝚛𝚟𝚎𝚕

Bucky had things back in 1932. He had a home, he had a family. He had a team and a purpose. Bucky had everything taken away from him. It was only logical his brain rewired itself in fear.
He'd find a cup- sturdy and to his liking. Only after a good 10 minutes of deciding.

But then that was his cup. His cup with a border Collie on it- no one else's. They couldn't use it, or wash it. Like his wall. He'd stand there every time a mission rose. That was his spot. When something was his, finally his- he wouldn't let it go. No one else could touch it, it was his.

That's when he met Y/n.
A mysterious, scared- Refugee.
It didn't take 10 minutes to realize what he wanted. Just a little peek. Sure he saw you enter with Natasha on the cameras- but the moment he stepped out into that room- he knew it was you. His cup.
He thought about how Steve talked about Carter- how that zing moment felt.

And Bucky didn't have any better words. You were small, he was scared he'd break you, his cup would shatter to his hand. Even after- he couldn't leave you alone. Watching your back, your gaze. If he had a staring problem before- it was a character trait in sediment now.
Much worse.

He just couldn't wrap his head around you being alone safely. He knew you were some alien goddess from the stars but it just wasn't enough for him to know you were safe. Luckily enough you didn't want to go on missions. He didn't push why, as he liked you not being in the way of danger. It'd kill him and everyone else for him to be guarding you the entire time.

Sometimes even going on missions was hard, he grew anxious about you, and what you were doing. Tony had picked up on this, easily like anyone could've. And lent him a quick pad here and then to check the tower cameras. What irked him was, you never said a single word about yourself.
Not why you wore gloves or your strange colored hair, or where you came from, or why you ran away.

Steve throws his best friend his shield, letting him use it to trip an agent behind him. With a quick throw, Steve catches it again. Though it was Captain America and The Winter Soldier- they were struggling. It was new technology, new weapons- and they were severely underprepared for the raid. And Its contents.

But nonetheless, 2 hours later they returned back to the tower with a few young widows.
Y/n rushes from the elevator, picking at her covering gloves. "You are- Late. You have impartial Injuries- but her. If not sanitized she could lose her sight.." You say, studying the men. You could scan Injuries as well as inflict them, alien genetics. "They had new tech, it got a bit rough. I gotta give this to Stark, he might know something. See you- Y/n." Steve jogs off to the elevator.

Leaving you, Bucky, and the children behind. "Are you sure you're alright?" You ask him, looking to the floor- this wasn't unusual. Where you came from eye contact could get your family killed. "I'm-fine." Bucky's cheeks lit up to your concern, that's when a SWAT team rushed in. Bucky quickly puts you behind him, covering you with his metal arm. A general leads the men, "James Barnes. We will take those girls off you. There is some debriefing needing to be done."

You look at the now-shaking girls below you. Y/n slowly takes a few steps back to the girls. Bucky looks back to see your spot missing, quickly jerking his head to your figure. "We will have to ask you again. Before taking action. Please step away from the suspects."
"Suspects.?" you mutter before inching them behind you.

"No."
That was all you said. "Y/n-" "No." "We are asking one last time- Release them to our custody or we will shoot." The men began to crouch and pull out their guns. "Hey! Put the guns down!" He shouts, glancing at his own holster. "Y/n step away from the girls." The fact you were being pointed at with guns was tearing him apart. The light coming in from the windows seemed to circle the girl.

He did not know you could do that. Nor did anyone else. Your features may have been otherworldly but you had never thrown anything like this out. Bullets fire at the glowing wall, second, they hit, losing all color and falling to the ground.