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𝗹𝗼𝘃𝗲 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗲𝗲𝗽 𝗺𝗲 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗺
beefy!bucky barnes X teacher!reader word count: 550 (drabble) summary: christmas/holiday drabble - Bucky picks you up from school on the last day before winter break a/n: i attempted to make this little holiday drabble as gender and religion inclusive as possible. no gender, identity, or religion is specifically stated in the fic, so anyone can enjoy it! no use of y/n warnings: fluff. kids?
The final dismissal bell rings, signaling the start of winter break for kids and teachers alike. All your students were frantically packing away all of their winter art projects and homework so that they could officially spend the next week awaiting Santa Claus or at least to spend time at home with their families.
“Alright kiddos! Have a happy holidays and I’ll see everyone when we get back from winter break. Stay warm!” You waved them all out of the classroom as you picked up your own bags to lock up your classroom for the next two weeks.
Once you picked up all your belongings, you followed after the stragglers to redirect them to the car pick up line. It was your last carline duty and at least you got to say goodbye to all your students and their parents. Even though the winter weather was nipping at your nose, the thought of a relaxing holiday break with your fiancé, Bucky, and your cat, Alpine, kept you warm.
“Goodbye! Goodbye!” You waved to each car as they drove off onto the snowy Brooklyn street. There were only a handful of children and vehicles left, and as the kids climbed into their parent’s car, you saw a familiar black SUV pull into the pick up line.
“It looks like Prince Charming has pulled up to whisk you away from the cold,” A colleague of yours teased. You giggled as you could see him and Alpine through the windshield of your shared vehicle.
Once Bucky had pulled up close enough, you climbed into your carriage to be whisked away as your peers waved goodbye. As you settled in your seat and removed extra winter wear, Alpine climbed comfortably into your lap to welcome you.
“Thanks for picking me up, Buck! I know its not ideal, but I don’t trust anything when it’s snowing this hard.”
“It’s no problem, love,” He chuckled, placing his righthand on your thigh, “I don’t think that its snowed like this or has been this cold since I was a kid.”
“Well that was a hundred years ago, give or take,” You teased him.
“Y’know,” he simply responded, before moving on, “I’m surprised your face didn’t flush or that you don’t have goose bumps! It’s well below freezing!”
“Well, I’ve got a secret weapon that keeps me from freeing solid.”
Bucky turned into the driveway of your apartment complex just outside the building and parked the SUV, “And what would that secret weapon be?”
“I’ve got my love to keep me warm,” you winked at him and pressed a kiss to Alpine’s little head. You earned a meow and another warm chuckle in response.
“Get upstairs, you cheesy goof! I’ve got hot chocolate and my favorite holiday movie waiting for us.”
“Bucky, Die Hard isn’t a holiday movie - you are the only person who thinks that it is,” he rolled his eyes, and Alpine purred against the warmth of your chest, “Even the cat agrees.”
“Sure, because the cat knows so much about movies,” His nose scrunched as the two of you stepped into the elevator. As the doors closed, Bucky pressed a kiss to the temple of your head, “I’m just glad I get to have you all to myself for two weeks.”
𝗶'𝗱 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘁𝗼 𝗸𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀
tasm!peter parker x reader
requested? yes summary: the morning after sustaining injuries can arguably before more painful than receiving them, so peter asks for breakfast in bed to cure his injuries faster. word count: 1.7k warnings: cuts and bruises, with some sweet sweet fluff a/n: GAH i just love some good peter fluff!
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
Peter had just crawled back into his apartment in Queens, body aching from the beating it took tonight. Sometimes he wish the criminals of the city would unionize and take a day off every once in a while so that he could catch a break. Originally, there was just a bank robbery a couple blocks away or so; but of course, more sinister villains just had to come out to play.
Setting his mask on the bedside table, he picked up his cell phone instead. The cracked screen emitted as he open his home screen to check his texts. You were supposed to have landed earlier in the evening after spending the weekend at your family house.
But instead of seeing a text or call to signal you had made it home; there was just a voicemail. A voicemail from over three hours ago...
𝗻𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿 𝗳𝗮𝗹𝗹
druig x black widow!avengers!reader
summary: the eternals have come to officially meet with the avengers at the compound, yet one of them seems to be a ghost from your forgotten past. word count: 2.6k warnings: sarcasm, slight gore, recalls of ptsd a/n: based on the song 'Until I Found You' by Stephen Sanchez
✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧
"They'll be arriving in a few minutes," Your feet carried you in order to keep up with the two men slightly ahead of you as they continued their stoic expressions.
"How many of them did you say there were?" Sam asked, raising a brow to his teammate who was supposed to be retired.
"Six. Apparently, there were ten, but they didn't tell me what happened to the other four. But if they've been on this planet for as long as they say then..."
Picking up your pace, you were able to jog in between the two men, "My question is why now? Where were they while we got our ass kicked by Thanos and when we brought everyone back?"
"I guess you'll have to ask them that," Clint shrugged, still keeping his serious tone and expression, "Is Yelena going to be able to make it?"
i just finished outlining all of my CHECKMATE SERIES
and it's probably going to be more chapters than originally planned...
also, i am considering posting the chapter to wattpad and ao3 as well so that you can read it in your preferred virtual format...
and the biggest news... the series will now be a...
DRUIG x READER and LOKI x READER
but who will be endgame?????
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You sat on the floor of your old room in the Domo, inhaling memories and exhaling regrets. Even the wise Eternals were fools - pawns in a great balance of energy in the universe’s hands.
“Are you okay?” Druig asked, leaning in the archway of your room. His eyes glazed over your exposed shoulder, a deep burn scarring the skin from Ikaris’ attack on the lab.
“What do you?” You replied weakly.
He stepped closer, feet trodding lightly against the floor, “I think that the physical pain doesn’t equate to your emotional or mental pain.”
You exhaled again, furrowing your brow to halt the tears. Even though Druig knew you weren’t weak, you didn’t want to expose this side of you. This wasn’t just pain - this was betrayal.
“What’s the point of going forward? How are we going to save this planet - let alone ourselves? How are we supposed to… supposed to fight…”
His fingers traced the lines along your palm before intertwining with your shaking fingers. He squeezed your hand softly to ground you, bring you back from the racing thoughts, “I don’t know. But I will do it by your side.”
𝗶 𝘄𝗮𝗻𝘁 𝘆𝗼𝘂𝗿 𝗺𝗶𝗱𝗻𝗶𝗴𝗵𝘁𝘀
requested? yes @xlostinobsessionsx
summary: it’s new year’s eve and druig contemplates if he should finally admit how he feels. word count: 1.95k warnings: feelings, love, fluff a/n: loved this request and happy new year to all!
SOUTH DAKOTA
Weeks had passed since the group stopped the humanitarian disaster that would have been the Emergence. Service, Kingo, and Sprite had flown back to England this morning in order to help her readjust to life as a human. Even though she had been disillusioned, you would miss Sprite and her sarcastic spirit. Yet you were happy to be staying with your friends that remained.
The sun peaked through the kitchen window above the sink as the kettle bubbled away on the stove. Notes of pine and peppermint still clung in the air, but all the holiday decor had all been stacked in a corner, ready to be stored away as the New Year approached. You had appreciated both the family time and also the quiet time mixed in to just enjoy yourself before others began to leave for who knows how long.
It had been decided that Thena, Makkari, and Druig would board the Domo and take off to other worlds in order to find other Eternals to reveal the truth of their mission. The rest would stay to protect Earth and lead on with your lives. This had been all well and good, except for the mind reader who continued to tease you.
Thank you for the imagine! I really loved it! 💖 Can I request another one, because I really like your writing style? 🥺
Maybe after the emmergence the Eternals are celebrating new year's eve for the first time together. And Druig always had feelings for the reader but never said anything because he was certain she doesn't feel the same. But because a new year is for new chances he wants to shoot his shot and he's heard of the tradition about starting the new year with a kiss.
Thank you! 💕
𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙠𝙞𝙡𝙡𝙚𝙧 𝙙𝙤𝙚𝙨𝙣’𝙩 𝙪𝙣𝙙𝙚𝙧𝙨𝙩𝙖𝙣𝙙
dark!druig x mortal!reader
summary: when things don’t add up, you question the intentions of your lover. word count: 1.4k warnings: darkish themes, manipulation, possible stockholm syndrome, fighting a/n: been toying with a darker fic for druig since he is a pretty morally grey character and got the votes for this based on ‘moon song’
It was late at night, hours past midnight, as the pair of you walked the sidewalks to return back to your downtown apartment. Both of you were slightly intoxicated, with his arm slung around your shoulder, chuckling into your ear about something someone at one of the bars had said earlier in the night. Yet you stayed silent, just absorbing him and his presence.
You were never sure when he would disappear; only to reappear weeks, months, or even years later. It was hectic to live so unsure of yourself and the lover that knew every piece of your body and soul. At times you had wondered if you were some side piece he would just see every time he came into town, acting like you froze in time when he left. Maybe it was your fault for staying and just waiting for him each time you left.
