#n then he looks over n sees hawkeye smiling n he grins too. okay. im normal about this

[mashed4077]

[grandathenaeum-scenarios]

soft touches

pairing(s): eckhart x reader

post: 31

warnings: none

w/c: 660

a/n: yiiiis i accidentally made this a regular post instead of an answer to a request and didn't realize until i was done lmaoo,, i'll reply to that request with the other prompt given -u- ANYWAY this was an old prompt from before the blog rework and i love it so much im so happy someone remembered it 🥺🥺 basically nobody knew eckhart had a s/o until reader visits him at work one day

While Eckhart gently massaged circles into your palm muscles with his two hands and spoke softly about his day, you couldn't help but glance at the spectators who so obviously gawked or stared. Hawkeye and Oz, as the more expressive chief knights, hung their jaws partly open, while the rest simply shared perplexed looks. A pause between your fiancé's words prompted you to aim your gaze back at him and nervously smile, brows slightly knit. Eckhart, picking up on your subtle movements as usual, looked up to see what had troubled you, and knowingly looked back down.

"Sorry," he muttered. "I suppose I never told them about you. I can talk to them if you'd like?"

You shook your head quickly and forced a wider smile. "No, that's alright! I don't exactly visit you during work often, so I understand their reactions." Your hand moved subconsciously over Eckhart's as reassurance, and while he didn't look very convinced, he slowly nodded and dropped the subject. The other chiefs eventually resumed about their business within the garden, but you still caught them individually observing you nonetheless.

Not once had Eckhart's hands left your body, to your surprise— restless, his hands wandered over yours, up your arms, and briefly to your sides. You knew he could be quite affectionate behind closed doors, but there hadn't been many opportunities to interact in front of other people for any other reason besides work. You hadn't expected him to be comfortable with public displays of affection, but Eckhart was always one to be full of surprises. It was a pleasant surprise, anyhow.

Eckhart spoke still, although increasingly distracted until he trailed off, focus wandering over your shoulder. Confused, you spun around to see Hawkeye calmly approaching while offering a friendly smile and wave.

Eckhart looked annoyed and seemed to be holding back an eye roll, but you returned Hawkeye's gestures. "Aye, Y/N. You know, I thought you had come to visit your old pal, Hawkeye! I must really be slipping if I didn't pick up on this," Hawkeye said with a grin, waving a hand towards you and Eckhart.

"Aw, Hawkeye, I was coming to see you next," you replied, chuckling.

"Fiancé gets first visit," Eckhart added, intertwining his fingers with yours, almost in an innocently possessive manner. Hawkeye's eyes widened in surprise for a moment, but his expression turned elated at the term "fiancé".

"I see," Hawkeye said. "Well, I'll get out of you hair." After turning away, the pirate threw a playful wink at Eckhart, as if saying we're going to talk all about this later.

Eckhart hummed, dragging his fingers through the hair that framed your face, brushing it back behind your ear. You giggled at the fact he was basically demanding your attention now, but you pulled his hands down to his dismay. "I should really go, too. We both have work to do, goddess forbid Neinheart see us shirk for too long," you said, jutting your chin towards the garden entrance. Eckhart frowned, but nodded.

"Okay," he said. "See you tonight for dinner?"

"Mhm!"

You cupped one hand behind Eckhart's head to bring his lips within reach, giving him a slow head scratch in the process. While balancing on the balls of your feet slightly and softly leaning into a kiss, your other hand blindly searched for the two-faced mask that hung from his belt. Once you managed to unclip it, you parted from Eckhart and playfully placed the mask over his face, giving the mask a peck afterwards for good measure.

"Bye," you said, smiling and backing away slowly.

"Bye," he replied with a small laugh, crossing his arms. With that, you giddily grinned and turned away, headed away from the garden.

When your form finally disappeared from sight and Eckhart looked back to his colleagues, he was met with numerous stares and smirks, with Oz in particular grinning and raising her eyebrows. He sighed, mentally preparing for nosey remarks.

[alri-xo]

Quarantine: Pretty (BuckyxReader) and words from yours truly

A/N: Hi! It has been 2 bloody years since I wrote a fanfic. How are you all doing? I hope you all are doing well... Especially now that the world is currently taking a break... Reason why I logged back in to Tumblr sagain that I feel emotionally drained. Like I just feel like total shit. Until I started swimming in the internet finding a lot of Bucky Barnes fics... While reading the fics I now feel like I resonate with him because, im trying o find who I was before I lost my passion in writing. So, I want to write a fic about Bucky Barnes... Like I wanna start writing again like fanfictions cos I miss writing them... now I kinda wanna binge watch a lot of marvel now... I missed out on a lot of Avengers... And also because I felt like I lost my writing spirit... I was too engulfed in my real life that I lost it... I just feel really bad emotionally right now. I hope you like the fic I wrote... I really just want to let it all go in my writing... and... I'm heavily sorry if it sucks. It has been 2 years..

👉MASTERLIST👈

Pairing: Bucky Barnes (Winter Soldier) x Reader

A/N: im sending this to you bec youre a writing critic. (Me sending this to my best friend lmao)

Wordcount: idk

Warning/s: none unless you consider bucky as a warning.

Normal POV

"It looks so bleak out there," Wanda sighed as she looked out the window "I miss the traffic..."

You turned yourself to the window seeing that the streets of New York weren't as busy now, that everybody is quarantined because of the Corona Virus.

Everybody was scared, including you and the rest of the Avengers. This sickness isn't easy plus it spreads to a lot of people really quickly. Although you know that a lot of the people in the tower were basically super human, none of you will ever know for sure. So you decided to just stay home.

You inhaled through your nostrils and you let out a deep sigh, "at least everyone's safe... Now that we can barely go anywhere."

"This shit sucks," Sam whines as he slumps clumsily on the couch, looking up at the ceiling "Stupid ass virus be terrorizing everybody."

You chuckled at your friend as he was acting like a bit of a toddler, which was cute, especially when he pouted a little. Until familiar silence in the room occured. The sound of the air condition whirring in the background, the faint speaker letting out chill music and the sound of Wanda shifting her seat every once in a while.

A minute had passed and you heard feet brushing over the cold floor and the sounds of metal rubbing against each other.

"Bucky..." you thought to yourself, trying to make up the tall man's reflection on the glass pane you were staring out of. The tower has a lot of these glass panes so sometimes you tend to get a little dolled up just so when you catch your reflection, you will look attractive for yourself, and lowkey for Bucky.

His tousled brown locks framing his face as he looked down, his blue eyes shifting the colors of the ocean and sky... His faint reflection is already enough to make you flush a soft pink, as you always thought he was cute in a way...

Not just physically but just everything about him. Especially when he gets confused sometimes and when he just does things or talk about space or any random shit like that. He was just priceless to you.

But you never dared to confess that you li- love him. You always thought that he just saw you as a good friend keeping him away from his nightmares and becoming the assassin he once was under HYDRA's control.

You know that he was still trying to wrap his head around this whole thing. But he has gotten better... You just don't want to add more to what he needs to think about, that's all... But you know in yourself you love him and...

"It's awfully quiet..." he said lowly, making you jump a little, bursting your little bubble of thoughts. He was always one of the quiet ones and you just get shooked a little when he speaks... So, you're used to a few words escaping his lips.

God, those lips...

He let out a chuckle as you clutched your chest and let out a relieved sigh.

You hummed in response as you inhaled the cold air... "We just felt like not talking, Bucky... It's quite peaceful actually..."

He walked over to you slowly, hands on his back as he leaned forward to your ear...

His scent filled your nose, making your core feel hot as you loved it. The scent of sweat and a hint of his cologne just made you feel a good different and gears just kept turning in your head... Like what would he smell like on top of you taking you-

"I just miss your pretty voice, doll... I'm not used to you being quiet now, am I?" He smirked, his low whisper sending shivers all over you as a bright red took over your cheeks as your body reacted to his stimulus.

He took out his metal digits and gently pinched your cheek, staring at your flushed reflection on the glass as a small smile formed on his lips behind you. His tall, muscular figure hovering over like a roof of comfort in contrast to your smaller size...

You heard Tony come in, "Hey... SOCIAL DISTANCING, tin can... 1 meter..." he said sarcastically, gesturing 1 meter with his arm.

Bucky chuckled before standing up, putting his hands up in surrender, mouthing 'okay' to Tony. You giggled as the sight of them reminded you of kids in a playroom, trying to make the other one back off from his Lego tower.

Your heart melted in to a puddle, but frowned a little as he left to go to the kitchen to make himself coffee. You looked at him and his actions... He looked so gentle... So stoic and so statuesque just making coffee...

You wondered what would it be like if you were in his arms making his coffee with his large arms wrapped around you... What would it feel-

"You're staring, y/n?" Wanda smirked as her nose crinkled, teasing you...

"Why wouldn't I? He's pretty..." you muttered... She grinned cheekily as you felt a flush overcome your cheeks once more...

a/n: I hope you liked reading this! I actually have 2 more fics/imagines backed up in me and my Best Friend's convo... They're about Clint Barton (Hawkeye) and Bruce Banner (Hulk)... Send me a message if you wanna see that and just request my sissies...

Paalam,

Alri