Trapped, Wasteland

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Hi <3 Uh I got nothing for this one but to anyone reading ily

This is essentially the scene where Steve rescues Bucky from the lab in catfa except you don’t... have to rescue him if you want to be evil. You can be anyone you’re strange heart desires.

Some people head canon that the lab and Zola’s experiments benefitted him, which makes perfect sense, so I included that :3 (unless it’s canon and I’m just stupid and forgot)

I wrote this on my phone on a trip so don’t judge the spelling errors, I was half asleep

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Any! Pov ~~ Set in 1945

Somewhat inspired by the Arcane song Wasteland

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✮`,— James Buchanan Barnes (played by Sebastian Stan) in Captain America the First Avenger.ᐟ.ᐟ

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Bucky cried out helplessly, weakly, hoping that anyone, even the cold friend known as death, would help him. He was running out of strength, day by day, and yet some part of him deep within knew that he was stronger now than he was just a few weeks ago while marching to this part of the war. Other soldiers had warned him to avoid the labs, to avoid any of the Germans that were not privates in general. But he hadn't listened, and he knew it was his fault that he was lying here alone now. If he could just close his eyes and rest... A droplet of water slid off one of the many pipes above him and fell to the floor. When the droplet hit the puddle on the floor, Bucky jolted against his restraints. The flat, cold, hard metal of the table dug into his back, and this time Bucky couldn't hold back his tears. “Please, please just let me go.” He begged softly, unsure if he was crying for one of the scientists or begging for his death. He wasn't sure how a loose leather cuff could do it, but his restraints were starting to dig into his skin; once creamy flesh is now reddened. Once soft brown hair is now dry and dirty. Once clean-shaven, the face is now rough, cut up, and bloodied. He was on the verge of passing out, tired from endlessly screaming and thrashing, when he heard footsteps. Unfamiliar, unplaceable footsteps, and then the sound of the door opening out of his sight.