Sebastian Stan Imagines

Would You Rather Results + Sneak Peek!

The results are in! Some people voted to me privately.

The winner is...

3- Help Me Understand (Bucky Barnes x Reader)
Includes: Bulimia and self-harm but mainly just fluff

2- Once We Were (Sebastian Stan x Author)
Includes: My Life Story

1- World Tour (Tommy Lee's Sebastian Stan x Reader)
Includes: Bulimia, songwriting, bits of depression

Now time for the sneak peek (re-upload!)

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Arms tight around your waist, warm face buried into your neck, the Winter Soldier made you feel safe.

Wintertime at the Avengers Compound was probably your favorite time. It was...peaceful. Bucky loved to hold you close to him during wintertime. He said he was just cold, but you knew it was just an excuse to snuggle.

"Love birds, you're taking up the couch," Tony Stark said, walking into the main room. You scowled at him, and almost made a pouty face when Bucky removed his face from your neck.

"What?" Bucky said, innocently.

"It was a joke," Tony said. "Pretend I'm not here." Bucky looked at you, and you nodded with a smile. He gave you a quick peck on the lips, then buried his face back into your neck. You could feel his eyes close, and his body relax. The whirring in his metal arm started to slow down, and you smiled to yourself. It meant Bucky felt safe.

"So," Tony said. "You doing okay, squirt?"

"Yeah, I'm fine," You said. "It's so peaceful here in the wintertime."

"Right?" Tony said, taking a sip of his coffee. "New York is actually peaceful. The snow is beautiful."

"I've missed it," You said, slowly stroking Bucky's metal arm that was around your waist.

"Remind me where you're from," Tony said.

"Alaska," You answered. "I was born with HYDRA, but they released my family and we lived in Alaska. Probably the safest place right now."

"What brought you to New York?" Tony asked. You looked at Tony, smiling weakly, then nodded at Bucky.

"I was a bounty," You said. "Caught, and dragged back to HYDRA. I freed Bucky, then we ran away. Steve found us."

"I heard my name," Captain America said, stepping into the room. He smiled when he saw Bucky sleeping peacefully.

"Hey cap," You said, scooting over and patting a spot next to the couch. Steve smiled, then walked over, sitting next to you.

He laid his arm across the couch, near your head. Not around your shoulders, but close enough to feel the body heat.

"What're you guys talking about?" Steve asked.

"My old home," You said, smiling.

You, Tony, and Steve, all talked a little bit, comparing lives.

Although you were born in 2000, Steve's 1940's life was much different from yours and Tony's.

There was a low grumble, and you smiled at the ex-assasin.

"Morning Soldier," You joked, kissing Bucky on the forehead. He grumbled in response.

"Sleep," He mumbled.

"Baby, if you're so tired, you can go to bed," You said.

"No," He said, in a baby voice, nuzzling into your neck again.

"I want to get a snack," You said to him.

"No," Bucky said. "Stay."

"I'll be back," You said, giggling at his cuteness.

"Noo," Bucky pouted, strengthening his grip around your waist.

"I'll get you something," Steve said. "Popcorn, your usual?"

You nodded, and Steve went to the kitchen. You felt Bucky shift next to you, and he propped his chin on your shoulder.

"Hi," You giggled, kissing him.

Steve came back with your bowl of popcorn, and you took some into your mouth. Bucky released his grip from your waist, and grabbed some. You quickly stood up, and ran.

"Doll!" Bucky yelled.

"I need to stretch my legs!" You yelled back while running, popping more popcorn into your mouth.

"Come back!" You heard, then fast heavy footsteps.

"Shit," You thought. You ditched the bowl at a table, then hopped over the bar counter, and slipped under the bar counter.

The footsteps stopped. You held your breath.

"Doll, I know you're here," Bucky said. "Popcorn." You heard him chewing some. You exhaled, then held your breath. "Doll, come back. M'cold."

You crawled out from under the counter top and stood up. You smiled when he held his arms out, beckoning for you to go to him.

You hopped over the countertop and fell into his embrace. He held you close to him, kissing your head.

"You can't run from me," He said. You looked at him, and kissed him, running your tongue on his bottom lip. You pulled away.

"Snuggles?" You said. His face brightened.

"Please," He said. You kissed him once more.