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What I Feel For You
Thena xf!reader
It’s 400 AD and the height of the Gupta Empire. Over 5,000 years have passed since you first gazed upon Thena and you haven’t stopped looking at her since.
A/N: This has been on my mind since I rewatched the film November and I’ve always felt that Eternals has been one of the more underrated movies of phase 4. Angelina Jolie is also brilliant as Thena obviously and since she’s bisexual in real life then her character has to be queer too. I don’t make the rules.
Word count: 2655
You supposed that stranger pairs had existed. As you gazed upon Sersi and Ikaris while they partook in their bonding ceremony, you couldn’t help but think about how different the two of them were. While Sersi was pure warmth that seemed to extend to every single person she met, Ikaris remained tactical and slightly removed from everything else that happened with the humans around them. But then you remembered how Sersi had softened him and the days of Babylon where he seemed to grow an entirely new perspective. He began learning the humans’ languages, became more involved in their development and culture, and allowed Sersi to lead him into something he would have otherwise left unfamiliar.
The problem was that you couldn’t change for Thena even though you longed to desperately. For her you would remake yourself from the dirt and clay you stood on, mold a new person with your own tears. Back in Babylon, she said that she didn’t come to Earth to cower behind walls, but that’s exactly what you did. On that day you had watched her fight deviants with cosmic weaponry and both the grace and strength of a thousand winds. You were behind the city walls, of course, for what else would you have been able to do?
Similar to Druig, your special ability was mostly psychological and didn’t serve much purpose on the battlefield. Communicating with animals had allowed you to assist the humans in their domestication but not much else when it came to fighting the deviants. In fact, you spent most of your time in the company of four-legged, scaly, or winged creatures and admiring your Thena from afar.
A few decades ago, the two of you had shared a dance during the humans’ celebration of solstice that Druig and Phastos sneakily planned. You remembered feeling more alive than ever with her arms around that night. A stupid joke that you told her actually made her smile the biggest you had ever seen and suddenly you were about to confess all the feelings that had been kept hidden over the course of thousands of years. But then in an instant, the entire party erupted into a swarm of chaos when a band of horns sounded out the spotting of some lurking deviants.
“Stay here, little one,” she had quickly told you before placing a brief kiss on your forehead and running off as a sword materialized into her hands. But you were certain that she had only been concerned about you as a friend would and quickly convinced yourself that she wasn’t interested.
And there was also Gilgamesh. Admittedly, there was a time earlier on into your mission that you wanted to resent him completely. He was strong, a natural protector, and capable of giving Thena that life of adventure you knew she longed for. The way that the two worked in sync when they fought was almost like an intricate dance you knew only two people with a deep personal connection could choreograph. You couldn’t help but covet what he had but being the giant teddy bear that he was it eventually softened you. Now, you tried to be happy for them both from the sidelines.
After the bonding ceremony you retreated to a nearby herd of elephants that you were growing pretty close with. You were languidly brushing the oldest female and leader of the herd when Ajak stumbled upon you.
“I’m sure these majestic creatures make wonderful company but a little bird told me that you’re avoiding someone in particular,” she approached you and the herd slowly. Ajak was always careful around animals and behaved much more respectfully than others like Kingo. Near Mount Erymanthos he had once tried to ride a giant wild boar on a dare from Sprite which had ended awfully for all parties involved. “Care to talk to old me about it?”
You knew that Ajak wasn’t a threat to the elephants so you silently directed them to let her through as you replied, “Birds are terrible gossips, you can’t trust them all the time.” That one made her chuckle a bit but then she became serious once again.
“Why don’t you talk to Thena? She cares about you, you know? We all do and just want to see you happy.”
“She doesn’t care about me the way that I care about her,” you sigh right before another elephant steals the brush from your hand and holds it up out of your reach with its trunk. “Hey, what the heck?”
“See? Even they know you’re being ridiculous. Why do you assume that she feels that way when you haven’t spoken about it?”
“Ajak, look at me,” you step back so that now all of the elephants tower over you like trees. Besides Sprite, you’re the shortest of the eternals and quite insecure about it. And while you weren’t bad looking by any means, Sersi and Makkari were certainly more beautiful than you were. You had always had an easier time blending into a crowd. “What can I give her that Gilgamesh can’t? She deserves someone like him who won’t hold her back. My life isn’t exciting and full of danger like hers. I would just bore her.”
That’s when Ajak gives you a stern, foreboding look and you know that you’ve upset her. “Careful there, I don’t want to hear you say things like that about yourself. You may not be a fighter like her but neither of you are just one single thing. You bring out a different side of her that no one else can and she has feelings for you too.”
That’s what makes your head shoot up at attention. “She... she told you that?” You can hardly believe what Ajak is telling you but suddenly your heart is bursting with hope.
“Actually, Gilgamesh and I were just discussing it.” That is... surprising. “But Thena has her own insecurities and isn’t certain how to talk to you either.”
“Why... why is that? She’s Thena! She’s the most incredible person I’ve ever known. She isn’t scared of anything.”
Ajak simply shrugs but gives you a suggestive look. “Sometime our judgment becomes clouded when we’re in love. Maybe it’s something you should think about.” With a smile, she gracefully turns on her heels and begins walking away.
The elephant hands you your brush back but by now you’re too distracted to continue brushing them. There’s an idea forming in your head and you need their opinion on something.
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A few days later when everything is set up, you’re going over the plan one last time with Gilgamesh while Thena is out training.
“Do you think she’ll like it?” You’re certain that by now he must be sick of dealing with you but he simply laughs and gives you a nod.
“Relax, she’s going to love it! Just be yourself and she won’t be able to resist you.” You curse yourself for ever holding a grudge against Gilgamesh. He’s been nothing but sweet and supportive this entire time and you hope to someday repay him back. He pulls you into a warm hug before his eyes catch something and he becomes much quieter. “She’s right over there, good luck.”
When you turn to look at Thena, it’s like emerging from freezing cold waters and feeling the warmth of the sun on your face for the first time. Everything about her is mesmerizing and bright and it makes you feel like an entirely new being just discovering the wonders of the world. She looks at you with some understandable curiosity after seeing you and Gilgamesh innocently embrace and begins to walk towards you, her eyes never leaving yours. You’re determined not to break eye contact with her but a smile uncontrollably takes over your entire face until she’s only a few feet in front of you and finally speaks.
“Did I miss something?” She asks with a hint of playfulness in her tone and you quickly shake your head.
“No, you’re actually right on time,” this causes her to raise an eyebrow at you and you plead with yourself to stay strong. “I was hoping that you would join me for a ride, if you wanted to that is.”
Her surprised smile causes tingles to spread throughout your entire body. “I would be honored, sweet one, but what would we be riding?” You’re probably grinning like a child at this point but you just continue to stand there cheekily as the answer reveals itself. Out from the jungle, an elephant slowly saunters its way over towards the two of you and Thena’s eyes light up even more than usual. “She’s ethereal,” you hear her whisper before the elephant gives a reply.
“Her name is Aaloka and she says thank you,” you translate. “She also said she agrees with me.”
“Agrees with you on what?”
Be brave. “That you are very beautiful,” your words surprise her and a blush begins to cover her cheeks. It’s all so much to take in that you start to feel your heart race. The only other times it does that is when you’re fearful, but she’s the only one that makes it beat this way. It’s like it beats for her.
Aaloka kneels and Thena assists you on top first before gracefully leaping up behind you. You start to feel a bit overwhelmed by how high up you are with nothing to hold onto until she wraps your arms around your waist and instantly freeze. No one has ever held you like this before. Eventually, you allow yourself to relax your body and sink softly back into hers. It’s an unfamiliar feeling, but a welcome one.
“Are we just going to sit here or do you plan on taking me somewhere?” She asks playfully and it shakes you from your spell.
“Um, yes! Let’s go!”
Aaloka already knows which path to follow and it doesn’t take as long as you had expected for you to arrive at the spring. In the close distance is a waterfall that reflects the vibrant pinks, yellows, and oranges of the sky all around you. Thena lets go of you, which leaves you feeling somewhat empty, and is the first to dismount before you awkwardly try to slide your way down. At the very last second, the elephant moves one of her feet so that you trip forward and lose your balance. Thena immediately catches you in her arms with a soft laugh and brushes away some of your hair that’s been slightly tussled.
“Hey, that wasn’t very nice!” You scold the elephant which has no sense of guilt whatsoever. “She did that in purpose you know.” Thena chuckles once again with a look of amusement in her eyes.
“I think she knows that I like keeping you in my arms, sweet one,” Thena huskily breaths into your ear and it causes a gasp to escape from your mouth. Looking up into her giant hypnotizing orbs stops time itself. How did you become so lucky to be here with her? Doubt starts to settle in and you unconsciously cling to her harder.
“I just don’t know what I’ve done to deserve your affections. I’m not strong like you or fast like Makkari. Everyone on the team has a myth or a legend named after them except for me. Thena, they named a goddess and a city after you! But me? I’m nothing extraordinary.” The confession brings a frown on her face that instantly confuses you. What did you say that upset her?
“Do you really not see how incredible you are? You’re the most amazing person I know.” Thena looks at you with such admiration that it’s almost impossible for you not to believe her words. “If they name something else after Kingo I think his ego might cause his head to explode. But you, my darling, are too quick to discredit yourself for all the good you have helped put into this world. Things you have done from the pureness of your own heart even if you were scared, unsure of how to show the humans and animals how they must work together. Respect each other.”
“It’s my job,” you brush it off with a shrug, unsure of what she’s getting at. Nothing that you’ve done could ever compare to when she saved an entire city full of people. “You deserve someone just as strong as you are. A fighter that can protect you.”
“You think I can’t protect myself?” She raises an eyebrow at you and you realize how stupid you must have sounded.
“No, that’s not what I meant! Of course you’re… I meant to say that I wouldn’t want to… because I’m not-“
All the air dissipates from your lungs when her hand comes to rest at your cheek. Softly laughing, she drops the fake act of frustration in order to soothe you.
“Shhh, I was only joking, my dear. For the record, I’m not interested in a partner that can spar with me or deals with all their problems like Ikaris by blasting through everything. I only want you. You’ve taught me that there’s so much more to life than fighting. That there can be different ways of looking at the world.”
It’s at that same moment that the universe seems to send you a message in the form of thousands of green lights which begin to float up towards the sky. The synchronous dancing of the fireflies wasn’t something you had planned and you find it difficult to resist the smile that grows on your face. Standing together in the glowing green light, it feels nothing short of a truly magical moment.
“Y/N,” Thena softly whispers and you are brought back to the face of the most beautiful woman in the world looking at you with so much warmth. “I would never lie to you. So please believe me when I say I have never loved anyone else the way I love you.”
You’re sure your own heart is glowing within your chest brighter than all the fireflies in the world.
“You… You love me?” All of a sudden it feels as if you might float away. As long as she goes with you you’d be fine.
“Yes, darling. I love you and I’d be honored to be yours.”
“I love you too!” You throw your arms around her neck while Thena giggles, instinctively pulling your bodies closer together.
“May I kiss you, little one?” She breaths in your ear, sending shivers of anticipation across every inch of your skin.
“Please do,” you answer with a smile before your lips finally meet.
Your kiss is exactly like all the wonderful things you love about Thena. She’s gentle yet passionate, pouring all of her desire for you into the kiss while still being incredibly soft and responsive. In all your years of living you’ve never kissed anyone before. You’ve secretly observed human couples of all types share countless kisses throughout history. You feel like you’ve been forced to sit through even more between Sersi and Ikaris in the past century alone. Every time you’ve wondered what It must be like to experience something so magical. With Thena, you’re certain you finally understand what all of the fuss was about. Nothing else has ever felt so right.
The two of you eventually separate when you’re both startled by the sound of Aaloka triumphantly cheering. Thena pulls you closer to her as you laugh, smiling directly into the crook of her neck.
“What did she say?” Thena asks.
“Something along the lines of ‘It was about time already!’”
“Well I have been waiting to kiss you for only a few thousand years!”
Feeling bold, you reach up to take Thena’s face into your hands. “Maybe we should make up for the lost time?”
“Definitely,” she agrees before swooping down to bring your lips together once again.
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Third Person POV:
You and your friends had arrived at the Domo where Makkari had been staying all these years you guys separated. You had the mission to try to stop the celestial growing in the Earth and killing everyone on Earth.
Of course with not seeing Makkari so long, you ran to go hug her.
Thena didn't have a problem with this, until she noticed you were talking with her and walking around with her the Domo as you hadn't been here what seemed like forever.
She tried to make it seem like it's ok when she really wasn't.
Especially when you both were laughing at something you talking abojt in your conservation that made her feel jealously.
Y/N"s POV:
"You know I can't believe it's been so long." I signed to Makkari.
"I know right, like where did the years go?"
"And you look young as ever," I jokingly signed to her
Makkari laughed at this.
"So do you."
"Thanks my skincare routine is being a Eternal." You smiled while signing
Both of you laughed holding each other.
Thena POV:
I heard laughter coming from Y/N and Makkari as they were talking about something.
I walk over and watch them talking with each other and it looks like Y/N is engaged and interested what Makkari is saying to her.
I took a deep breath to stay calm but couldn't really.
I only like it when Y/N laughs with me, and me only.
I know I shouldn't take Y/N's kindness for flirting with Makkari but it's just the way Y/N smiles at what Makkari does that makes me upset.
"Everything alright Thena?" I hear Kingo's voice behind me.
I turn to him.
"Hmm what was that Kingo?"
"I'm asking if everything's alright?"
"Yes everything's alright thank you."
"Your watching Makkari and Y/N?"
"Not that's any of your business"
"Oh I get it. Your jealous?"
"Jealous?" I was confused.
"You know you love Y/N you feel jealous when she's with someone else."
"I'm not jealous."
"Come on Thena, everyone gets jealous. Even Eternals."
I look down and bite the inside of my cheek. I didn't want to admit I was jealous as that might seem childish.
"Ok I'm a bit jealous so what?"
"I knew it" He pointed to me and smiled at me. But I didn't smile back.
"Your point?"
"Well I understand why your a bit jealous, because..."
"I love Y/N,"
"And when you love something,"
You protect it. Yes but she seems so happy with Makkari."
"I'm pretty sure she's happy with you too Thena. Y/N wouldn't leave you I know that."
I had thought about it. Y/N has always been by my side for many years. I shouldn't have anything to worry about.
"Your right. She wouldn't." I smiled at Kingo.
"Thank you Kingo."
"Of course Thena," I watched Kingo walk away and just sigh watching Makkari and Y/N still talk to each other.
Y/N wouldn't leave me. Would she?
Third Person POV:
After you were done talking with Makkari for a while, you decided to check up on Thena to see how she's doing.
You saw her sat down and you approached her.
"Hey Thena, how are you?"
"I'm doing good thank you" She said a bit turned away from you, almost like she's upset.
You wonder what was wrong. What had made her upset.
"Is everything ok? Why are you a bit upset?"
"I'm not upset."
You go to sit down next to her.
"Please tell me what's wrong."
You held Thena's hands and she had no choice but to look in your eyes. Your calm E/C eyes.
She felt a sense of comfort and solace while looking at you.
"I just think you spent too much time talking with Makkari." She said to you
"Taking with Makkari? Well I haven't seen her in a long...wait a minute. Are you jealous?"
"I am not jealous."
"Thena don't lie to me."
"Ok what if I was?"
"What if I told you, you didn't have to be?"
You cupped her face and caressed it. She took one of her hands away from yours and held to the one on her face.
"I'll always be yours, Thena. You don't have to worry about me finding someone new."
Thena can't help but smile at this and you do too. So it looks like Kingo was right all along. You wouldn't leave Thena.
You lean in and kiss her soft pink lips. Thena cupped your face and put her hand on your thigh to caress it.
After you two pulled away smiling at each other, you notice Makkari staring at you both just smiling at you both.
"Eww, get a room you two." She signed jokingly.
You turned to each other and just laugh.
'Well maybe you should go to a room if you don't want to see us kissing." Thena signed back at her.
All three of you laugh.
"I'm just kidding. You two are cute though. I'm happy for you both." Makkari smiled while signing.
Makkari then signed she was gonna go to Druig and waved goodbye. You both waved goodbye. You turn to each other and smile of how much you love each other so much.
Then the both of you got up and held hands as you continued on with the mission to stop the celestial.
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Hey hey Lisaa!!💓 Hope you're having a great day!! Here I am with the promised angst prompt for Marvel's Eternals. It's a Druig x reader (I love him with makkari but this needs to be off my chest). Let's think that after some time of leading his community in the Amazon, Druig needed a break so he visited some place new where he met reader. Reader (around 20-21 years of age) and Druig fell in love and stayed together for about I don't know, maybe 5 years or so. Reader knew who he really was, but had no idea of the existence of his community. Druig left one morning without any words and never came back. It ruined reader, but eventually they moved on, found someone else, maybe even had a kid.
After 10-15 years (the timeline of reader's life, them moving on and so), Druig comes back as if nothing happened. He went to check things over in the Amazon and to prepare for reader's arrival, cause he planned to take them there. Being an eternal, 10-15 years mean nothing to him, it's like a month passed by. So, imagine his shock when he sees somebody kissing reader. Somebody who lives in their house. In his place.
Reader and Druig have a fight based on these prompts:
"I've moved on."
"I used to daydream about us. But now it's too late."
"Don't you want to know what could have been? If you had asked me this years ago, I would have said yes."
The ending as usual it's up to you, but these prompts kinda make the ending clear. It's not going to be happy:))) Tear my soul apart Lisa. I want to cry my eyes out. Thank you lovely!!! Remember to change what you don't like!!❤️❤️
omg i love eternals and i love angst. the perfect combination
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You are alone when you see him for the first time. Sitting there in the bending shadows of the trees, he looks like he could be a young man, about your age if not a month or two older. Later, you’ll learn that he’s far beyond your own mortal lifespan, but at that first moment of contact, you had no idea. You didn’t know a lot of things about the young man in the forest, least of all how much you would grow to know about him. Decades in the future, if you had been presented with the chance to change any moment in your life, you would think about altering this day the most.
You have no idea of how much he would haunt you, though, so on this particular afternoon, you do not heed the whispering in the woods and you draw closer to the young man. You’d been passing through the forest when you’d seen him. He had tripped over a tree root, then started glowering at the tangled mass of aged wood as if he hadn’t expected it there. This particular oak is one of the eldest growths in the area, but he still furrowed his brow like it had been moved there recently just to spite him.
You had paused by him as you passed. You had thought to offer him a hand up, but the immediate spark in his blue eyes warned you otherwise. This is not the sort of man who takes kindly to kindness. He’ll cut to the bone when he needs some entertainment, and you are certainly not to ruin him of his fun by being polite of all things.
So you retract your hand and your good intentions, choosing instead to offer him a smirking sort of smile. “Everything alright there?”
The man redirects his glare from the offending oak to you. “Just peachy. I always chose to spend my evenings on the ground as opposed to anywhere else.”
Far from taking insult at his tone, you find it within yourself to laugh. “Figured I’d check anyway. Newcomers to the area get lost often, do you need directions?”
The young man bristles even more than before, if possible. “I’m not a newcomer.”
He says it with all the irritation he can pack into the few short syllables. From the way he carries himself, you wouldn’t be surprised if he’d been here longer than you. Maybe longer than anyone, dead, alive, or otherwise.
You nod once, feigning solemnity. “Alright, then. You tripped on purpose and you’re lost on purpose, too. I’ll stop asking questions.”
Something almost like a smile appears on his face. The corners of lips are fighting a losing battle to stay pinned down. “Good. You’re a quick learner, I appreciate that.”
You take one for the team and grin. “Oh, I pride myself on it.”
The young man picks himself up from the ground at last, brushing his hands off on his navy attire.
You jerk your chin towards the direction you’re heading. “Coming?”
He cocks his head to the side, curious, and you explain yourself. “I assume you’re going to be following me out of the forest anyway. You might as well save yourself the trouble of trying to skulk along in the background and just join me.”
This time he does smile for real. “Like I said,” he muses, “a quick learner indeed. Although I have to tell you that skulking is one of my favorite activities.”
“Feel free to do so if you please, then,” you say, “either way is fine with me.”
He chuckles quietly. “I’ll stay.”
And he does. The young man follows you out of the shadows of the woods and into the bright air of the surrounding town. He walks by your side until you reach your house, then heads inside when you invite him in. He stays the night, then the next day, then the next. Soon enough, you don’t ever want him to leave.
You learn quite a bit about him. He goes by the name of Druig, although he’s responded to many others before and likely will again. You weren’t wrong about the vibe you got in the forest, the one that he’d been here quite a long time. As it turns out, Druig was stopping by your town for a quick break from his usual life. He’d been here before, yes, but about a couple centuries earlier, not the few years you’d been expecting.
You weren’t anticipating an immortal to become your new roommate, but you can’t say you mind. You and Druig exchange quick retorts and hidden smiles like playing cards. He soon becomes your favorite gamble, and you have long since been his. Every night, Druig says that he’ll be leaving the next morning, and every morning, he stays. Next time, he swears he’ll go. Next time. Always one more night.
Soon enough, he stops saying it completely. You certainly have no issue with it. He’s growing on you, you can admit that easily. He makes you feel like you’re the greatest person in the world, and seeing as Druig has seen quite a bit of the planet for quite some time, the fact that he stays with you time and time again has to mean something.
It feels completely predictable when you finally fall in love with him. Druig sees you like no one else, how could you not love him? The surprise was when he fell in love with you. A thousand lifetimes he has led, a million people and more he has met, and throughout all of that, he wants you more than any other. Druig swears that you are the only one for him, and although it seemed impossible at the beginning, you finally think that it might be true.
It just feels right, that’s all. This is the way your story was always supposed to go. It was written in the stars from the moment you met him in that forest. There was no other path that you could have taken, no other choice that you could have made. In any other lifetime or universe, you would always meet Druig, you would always fall in love with him, and he would always leave you.
That is what happens when you try to convince an Eternal to lay aside their old life, after all. Druig only came to your town by accident, looking for a passing whimsy to fill his time. He hadn’t intended on finding you, but he did. He loved what he discovered in you enough to stay for five years or so, and when that time was up, Druig looked around and realized that he had a thousand other things he’d rather be doing and abandoned you.
That’s what you think, at least. In truth, you have nothing to fill your mind but endless theories. When it comes down to it, Druig gave you no sort of explanation, nothing even so solid as a goodbye. One night he was there, the next he was gone. It was just like those promises of your initial months, but this time it was real and this time you didn’t even have that familiar phrase to remind you that this was never permanent.
Some part of you had always known that your relationship with Druig would be nothing if not temporary, but the painful truth is that it was so wonderful to love him that you managed to convince yourself otherwise. He made it easy to forget he ever wanted to do anything but love you. If you fell for it, well, that’s on you. Druig made his choice, and at long last, you’re going to have to say yours.
One day after he leaves, maybe weeks or months or even years later, you walk to the forest where you met him. You can still find that old oak, and when you look up at it, you curse it for tripping him up and making him fall into your path. You could have walked right by and never hurt yourself this much. What a life you could have led.
At the same time, meeting Druig was one of the best things you ever did. He changed you forever, even if you don’t want to admit it. You are different now, different in a way that you will never be able to reverse. Some days, you’ll curse that, but you think overall you’ll be able to accept it.
You breathe in and out slowly, then turn around and walk back to your town. Druig has left in the middle of the story, but you’re taking yourself out too. Your time with him is done, your memories complete in the past. What’s done is done, and at last, you are free of his hold on you.
…
Druig feels excited to come back. He had a dream a while ago in which his life was not just good but great. It took him a while to figure out what he could change to chase that perfection, and then it hit him. Sometimes, humans can be a little too unpredictable. They don’t go where you want them to go, they argue and fight when they could just be calm.
That’s why he’s made his community in the Amazon. It’s quieter there. The people get along. He sees to it that they do. The environment is beautiful around them, and everyone does their best to help it grow. It is the perfect place for anyone to live. It is the perfect place to start a family.
Druig has never been sure of love in the past. After much careful consideration, though, he thinks he’s found it in Y/N L/N. He didn’t count on her being such an important part of his life, but yes, she is now. He’s been fixing up his place in the Amazon and it’s finally ready. All that is left to do is to bring her over.
He takes the long way around to her corner of the earth, breathing in the brisk air of the sea and thinking of her. It is nothing to take his time; time is all that he has ever known. What he did not count on is that she might not have the same grasp on the quickly passing years as he does.
When Druig arrives at the town, he has to take a minute or two to re-orient himself. Streets have sprung up out of nowhere, buildings have been demolished or improved until they’re almost nothing like what he remembers. Y/N doesn’t live in the same place as she used to, but after asking around, Druig is able to locate her new residence without difficulty. He feels mildly peeved that she hadn’t told him she was moving, but then again, he can admit that there would be no real way for her to let him know.
He springs up the steps to her house, knocking smartly on the door before rocking back on his heels and waiting. She takes her time in approaching, and when she swings open the door at last, she has to use the better part of five minutes to collect herself.
“Druig,” she manages to breathe at last.
He nods. He’s smiling again; he usually doesn’t, but something about her has always made him lose that bit of his self-control.
“Y/N,” he replies.
They’ve always been happy to poke fun at each other, so he’s expecting her to laugh along at him mirroring her words, but for some reason Y/N just looks shell-shocked.
“What are you doing?” She asks at last.
Druig frowns. Admittedly, he had been hoping that she’d be at least a little bit happier to see him. He’s gone to all this trouble of fixing up the Amazon for her, she might as well be pleased about it.
“I’ve been busy making a place for us to live,” he says, “how soon can you leave?”
Y/N looks even more stunned, if possible. “Leave? What are you talking about?”
Druig spreads his hands. “We talked about having a life somewhere else, remember? Somewhere exciting. Well, I’ve found it. You shouldn’t have to pack much, I have everything we could need.”
Y/N shakes her head slowly. “Druig, I can’t leave. Not with–”
She cuts herself off quickly, but Druig hears what she didn’t say. Not with you.
He doesn’t like where this is going. “Why not?”
Y/N lets out this incredulous sort of laugh. “Why not? Druig, you were gone fifteen years. You can’t just show up out of nowhere and expect me to go with you.”
Druig lifts a shoulder. “It was only fifteen years.”
That’s not much, all things considered, but from the way Y/N’s staring at him, he could have stayed away fifteen centuries.
She takes a moment to control herself, then continues. “Look, I can’t go with you. I’ve moved on.”
Druig feels as if the world has turned upside down. “You’ve what? You didn’t wait for me?”
“I did,” Y/N murmurs, “I did for years and years, but you never showed up. I used to daydream about the day you’d show up again and take me away from everything, but it’s too late now.”
Druig has spent century after century studying humanity, but he feels as if he can’t understand a thing she’s saying. “I don’t get it. I’m here right now. We could go.”
She presses her hands together, trying to find the right words to say to adequately make up for everything. “Do you know the worst part? Worse than the fact that you’ll never get why I can’t go with you. I would have, if you had just told me that this was your plan. If you had asked me this years ago, I would have said yes. I would have said yes a thousand times, but you left and never came back until now.”
“What’s stopping you?” He asks desperately.
Y/N holds up her left hand as an explanation, and suddenly Druig sees it. She’s got an engagement ring on her finger. Immediately, Druig wants to say that it’s the wrong ring. He would have given her a better stone, something perfect. It hits him then that she doesn’t want perfection, because perfection was him and he left. All Y/N wants is to be happy, but that is not Druig. Perhaps it never has been.
He lets out a tired sigh, the weight of millennia pressing in at his lungs. “The Y/N I used to know would have waited. What happened to her?”
“I was a girl when you left me,” Y/N hisses, “a girl, and I thought the world of you. I am nothing like the girl you left. You’re the only one who hasn’t changed, Druig. You’re still just as sharp as ever.”
Druig doesn’t miss how she spits out that last word. Sharp, yes, that’s him. Cold and cutting, the blade that refuses to rust. He never minded it before, but now he does. Oh, he does.
The older parts of his brain are taking over now, forcing him back into autopilot. Already, his spine is stiffening, the last parts of him that had dared to feel something locking back into endless nothingness.
“I’ll go, then,” he whispers, “I hope you enjoy your life.”
He says it genuinely, but judging from the look on Y/N’s face, he might as well have sworn at her. Druig turns around before she can say anything to cause him more grief, and forces himself to never look back. A thousand thoughts are spinning around in his head, and when he looks up, he’s in the forest where they first met.
Or, he’s in the place that used to be the forest. Most of it has been cleared away to make space for new housing. A few straggling saplings still remain, but everything else is empty space. Druig walks until he is in the exact same place where he first found the girl he loves. The tree has been cut down. All he gave her is gone.
He does not know how long he stays there. It’s a penance of sorts, a reminder of what he’s lost. He was never made for this sort of life– mortal, fleeting, requiring all of his time and attention– and this just reminds him of it once and for all. What they had together has vanished, disappeared beneath the folds of time. It’s not her story anymore, just his. His forever.
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chaos inferno — mini-series masterlist
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all himiko wanted was to have a stress-free self-care day; but then the universe delivered an answer for the question fae didn’t even ask.
✶༄ platonic!eternals x nb!original character
✶༄ avenger!au, eternal!au — each ember has different warnings mentioned — predominantly neutral
✶༄ paragraph format — 4.4K words total
✶༄ oc for this series is a nonbinary who prefers two (2) different sets of pronouns [she/her/her & fae/faer/faers] — which are used interchangeably throughout the entire series.
✶༄ crossposted on my AO3.
✶༄ set post-endgame — aka the avengers are still going through roster changes, even if the war with thanos played out differently in this universe. (the ogs retired from post, basically. no deaths.)
✶༄ set after the events in ride to nowhere!
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Nach Mera Hero (Alfasl Alsaabie)
A/N: HAPPY 1-YEAR ANNIVERSARY TO MOON KNIGHT!!! Gods, I can't believe it's already been a year...where's our season 2 announcement?!
~Previously~
Diana was woken up by rapid knocks on her door. She got up from her bed, grabbed her glasses, put them on her face, and made her way across the threshold of her flat to get to the door, moving albeit sluggishly to said door. When she unlocked and opened the door, she feigned surprise at seeing Steven on the other side.
"Steven? What's wrong? Are you okay?" she asks him in concern.
Steven stares at her for a moment, taking her in.
"I...y-you...I...uh...saw you in this dream I had," he tells her.
She tilts her head, "Oh? What happened in your dream?"
She opens her door a bit wider to let Steven inside. He hesitates for a moment before stepping into her flat. She closes her door behind him and then turns around to look at the brunet. He held his hands close to his chest as he looked around her flat before meeting her gaze through her glasses.
"Um...well...I woke up i-in an unfamiliar place and in pain...then I was getting shot at so I ran...I tried to blend in, in this village...I remember seeing your face in the crowd and then...there was this man, Harrow I think he called himself...and he seemed to be judging people?...this elderly woman died...and then Harrow seemed to recognize me...he called me a mercenary which I quickly objected to...then he asked for this..."
"Stop."
Steven had been wringing his hands together as he recalled his strange dream when an unseen voice spoke up, making him pause in his recollection. Diana tilted her head to the right just a little at his sudden lull, looking at him in curiosity.
"Steven? What did this Harrow man ask you for?"
The brunet's tongue poked out from between his pink lips to wet them before quickly disappearing back inside his mouth, an action that Diana had watched subconsciously.
"Don't tell her anymore."
The unseen voice said a bit more firmly to Steven. So he hesitated for a moment and recollected his thoughts.
"I-I...I don't remember. You uh...you know what they say about dreams. The longer you're awake...the faster the dream slips away." he tells her.
Diana stares at him for a minute, not believing him for a moment but, she wasn't going to let him know that. If he believed what happened was a dream, then she would go along with it.
"Yeah, that's what they say, isn't it? And I totally get it, sometimes I try to recall dreams only for them to fade away before I can remember all the details," she says.
Her gaze trails over his body, checking for any outward injuries as it hadn't been easy for her to keep up with him during the car chase.
"But you're okay though, right? It didn't become a nightmare?" she asks in concern.
"Yeah, yeah. Woke up 'fore anythin could happen." he assures her.
"That's good, I'm glad. Nightmares are the absolute worst," she mentions.
"Yeah, they absolutely are." he agrees.
Steven starts to fiddle with his thumbs now, as silence has fallen over the both of them and he had no idea why the mystery voice didn't want him to tell his dear friend about what had happened.
"W-well...I think that...I should head back to m-my flat. Things to do." he says after a lapse.
"If you want. I don't mind if you stay, we could hang out if you want to."
"I've gotta feed Gus and since it's my day off...there's a historical show that I don't want to miss."
The dirty blonde nods in understanding and opens her door again to let Steven out, bidding him farewell as he went across the hall. He returned the goodbye and then entered his flat. She closed her door and pressed her forehead against the wood, sighing.
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Diana had decided to take a walk later that evening. She had changed her clothes, now wearing a soft gray dress and her black ankle booties. She had been walking down the street for a while before deciding to come to a standstill, basking in the moonlight and the way it felt on her skin, eyes closed as she took in the feeling.
She then feels a gush of wind blow past her, causing her to open her eyes and look around. She also felt that familiar presence once more. As she looked around for whatever the presence was, her blue-green eyes caught a recognizable figure across the street.
It was none other than Steven Grant, sitting alone at a steakhouse. It was then that she remembered why he was there but also what day it was. He had shown up late to the date he was supposed to have and yet, it looked like he was planning on sticking around.
She could see the dejected look on his face, the sad looks he was getting from surrounding patrons, and felt her heart clench in her chest. So, the dirty blonde did the only thing she could think of. She brushed invisible dust off her top before making her way across the street.
"Duckie!" she inwardly cringes at the old-timey nickname that came out of her mouth as she approached Steven.
"I'm so sorry for being late, traffic was god awful...an absolute nightmare. Eventually, I just decided to walk the rest of the way." she apologized.
Steven looked at her with wide eyes, taking in her appearance, and couldn't quite believe she was real for a moment before he snapped out of it and swiftly stood up from his seat.
"No worries darling, I'm just glad you were able to make it." he rounds the table to pull the chair out for her.
She gives him a soft smile before taking a seat and letting Steven push her in. Then he returns to his own chair and pulls up to the table. He then looks at her once more, still trying to wrap his mind around the fact that she's here right now.
"I'm so sorry, Steven. The last couple of days, I got busy and stuck in my head...I forgot to tell you that today was Sunday." she says softly.
He shakes his head slightly, "I'm still so lost...it was Thursday last I remember and suddenly it's Sunday. And Dylan told me to lose her number..."
Diana reaches across the table and laid her hand on top of his.
"Well, don't worry about it...she didn't deserve you anyway. You can do a lot better than her."
She internally cringed once again. Was she really about to do this? After a few weeks of friendship, was she really about to jeopardize that? Ever since that tour, he'd given her due to her recommendation...she had quickly developed feelings for the brunet and it was new to her. Even after being on Earth for seven thousand years, she's never felt the feelings that Steven gave her before.
Steven tilted his head as he looked at her, wondering where her mind was at. Before he could ask what she meant, the waiter came by with the steak he had ordered after getting off the phone with Dylan. Diana grabbed the man's wrist before he could set the plate down though.
"Sorry sir, but we can't have this steak."
"Diana, it's alright," Steven interjected, not wanting to waste the waiter's time anymore.
She looks at him for a moment before letting go of the waiter's wrist. He sets the plate down on the table and was about to walk away.
"Can you bring us a salad too? Thanks," she calls after him.
"You didn't have to do that. I would've been fine with the steak." Steven tells her.
"Steven, you're vegan. I'm not about to let you eat something that goes against that," she stated.
The brunet gives her a small smile, touched by her looking out for him. He was glad to have a friend like her, even if it took him a bit to get used to her outwardly signs of affection. Which reminded him...
"What did you mean, earlier? When you said that I could do better than Dylan." he wonders.
The dirty blonde paused in her movements, having taken to cutting up the steak when he asked his inquiry.
"Um...just that...well...ya know...uhh..." she trails off, not quite wanting to really put the words out there.
Seven thousand years of existence and she wasn't prepared for this moment. She's battled Deviants for a few centuries, watched her best friend walk away from her, and tried to help as her good friend had imprisoned an entire small town to make herself the perfect life, and yet admitting that she had feelings frightened her.
"Diana?" Steven calls her name gently to regain her attention.
Blue-green eyes met his dark brown ones and she takes a deep breath before slowly letting it out.
"I'm sorry...this isn't easy for me to admit aloud." she apologizes.
He gives her a soft smile, "It's okay, you take your time."
She takes a moment to think her words over before saying them aloud.
"F-for a while now...uh...well, more like since you eagerly gave me a tour...I um..." she takes a pause for breath, "I might've...started to um...I may have uh...shoot this is a lot harder than I thought...hang on I can do this...I may have startedtohavefeelingsforyouromanticfeelingsthatis" she confessed it all in one breath.
Steven had given his undivided attention to Diana, waiting for her to speak her mind and then he had to process what she had said in the end. His dark brown eyes went wide once it processed.
"Y-you...uh...r-really? M-me? Are...are you sure? B-because why would you...I mean...you could do so much better than me." he tells her, his insecurities making themselves known.
Diana set her fork down and reached out to hold Steven's hand, "What are you talking about? There is nobody better than you, Steven. You're sweet, intelligent, caring and not to mention handsome. I honestly believe that there isn't a guy out there who is better than you. Besides, even if there was it wouldn't matter to me because I'm choosing you." she confesses with conviction.
Steven stared at her in awe as her confession rolled off her tongue with ease, his cheeks turning a bright pink at her words. Subconsciously, he squeezed her hand a bit tighter. He thought over his words carefully before replying to her confession.
"I...I feel the same way. I just...are you sure that I'm the one you want?" he asks in uncertainty.
"Yes, absolutely. No matter what, always and forever," she says with complete certainty.
The waiter finally returned with the salad and set it down in front of Steven before walking away.
"Okay, now that your food is also here and we've gotten confessions out of the way. Let's eat." Diana tells him.
He nods in agreement and the two of them enjoy dinner together. They made small talk about Egyptian lore as they ate, smiling and laughing with one another. Once they finished eating, the pair argued over paying the bill.
"I should be the one to pay the bill. I'm the one who ordered the steak in the first place." Steven tells her.
"So? I added the salad." Diana argued.
"Please, let me pay for this?" Steven requested.
She sighs, "Okay, okay. Fine, you can pay for this dinner. But I'm paying for the next date."
He smiles and pays the bill then the pair get up from the table and go for a walk instead of heading straight back to their flats. They continued on with their conversation from dinner as they walked under the moonlight, now talking about anything and everything.
Diana listened intently as Steven rambled on, smiling softly as she watched him talk so eagerly, hands waving around as he spoke. Eventually, the duo made their way back to the building of their flats, riding up in the lift together and heading towards their respective flats.
"Oh Gods, I...I meant to give these to you when you joined me at the table." Steven holds the box of chocolates and bouquet of flowers out to Diana.
The Lunar Eternal giggles slightly before taking the gifts from his outstretched hands.
"Thank you very kindly."
He smiles softly at her, looking at her in adoration.
"Will I see you tomorrow?" he asks.
"Of course, silly. We still have work." she smiles.
"Right, you're right. See you tomorrow then," he says.
"Absolutely, I'll make you breakfast. Try and get some sleep, Steven," she tells him.
He gives her a nod and turns to unlock his door but before he could head inside Diana stepped up and gave him a peck on the cheek, watching his cheeks immediately turn pink.
"Goodnight, Duckie~" she smirks at his flushed face before taking a step back from Steven and enters her flat.
Once recovering from Diana's sudden affection, Steven stepped into his own flat and closed the door behind him, applying his strip of blue tape to the door before going about doing the rest of his routine for the night.
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When Diana went across the hall the next morning to wake Steven up and invite him over for breakfast, there was no answer. She thought it was a little odd since she had mentioned that she was going to be making breakfast for him but, thought nothing more of it.
She got ready for work and knocked on Steven's door once more but still got no answer. It was then that she had a feeling about what was going on. Being as old as she was, she was very observant...noticing the tiniest of details in a person or in her surroundings. It's how she and the others managed to survive for so long, that and taking care of the Deviants once and for all.
When she had been following after Steven and she noticed the slight difference in him, she did some research. Steven's alter must be in charge and he doesn't even know it.
She made her way to work but when she got there, she could feel a dark presence inside the building from the stairs out front. The dirty blonde quickly made her way inside and instantly began searching for Steven, having a gut feeling that he was in trouble.
She found Steven in the Egyptian wing of the museum, being questioned by Arthur Harrow. She hid behind a display, not wanting to be seen by him or his followers yet, listening in on the conversation to pinpoint the exact moment to get Steven to safety.
"There's chaos in you," Harrow tells Steven.
"There's what?" Steven asked in confusion.
A door opened up behind Steven and Diana took the opportunity to come out from hiding and grab Steven's arm, quickly pulling him along while also keeping her head down so Harrow couldn't recognize her. When she felt like they were a safe distance away from Harrow and his followers, she let go of Steven and turned to face him.
"Are you alright?" she asks in concern, worried about him.
"Y-yeah, think so. Thanks for savin me," he tells her.
"Of course, that man seemed really scary," she comments.
"You have no idea." he mutters.
He looks around one more time before coming to a realization, "Oh bollocks, I'm supposed to be doing inventory."
"No worries, I'll help you out. And I won't be taking "no" for an answer. I offered so I'm following through with it." she states.
He sighs, "Okay, alright. I won't argue with you."
"Good, because you wouldn't have won it anyways." She smirks.
She then takes his hand into hers, "To the stockroom, we go! Allons-y!"
He can't help but smile at her upbeat mood even though they were just going to be logging in inventory. He follows behind her as she leads him by his hand towards the stockroom of the museum.
Once they reached the doors to the stockroom, Steven lets go of her hand to pull a set of keys out of his pocket and went through the key ring in search of the right key. When he finds it, he inserts it into the keyhole and unlocks the door to the stockroom. The brunet holds it open for his companion and the dirty blonde gives him a smile before entering the room, he enters in after her.
"Alright, hopefully with the two of us working through this...we'll be able to get at least partially through some of this stock," Diana says, trying to be optimistic about their situation.
"I think we can do it. Let's get started." Steven says in return.
The two get to work, Steven goes behind the counter to man the scanner while Diana brings a couple of boxes over to start off with. But she decides to set the boxes in front of the counter where he can't reach them and hops up onto the counter, moving around til she was sitting sideways so she could see Steven and crossing her legs so she was sitting criss-cross apple sauce, before she leans over to grab a few items then set them on the counter in front of her so Steven could scan them.
The pair worked in the stockroom until closing. The lights shutting off indicating that it was closing time. Diana hops down from the counter as Steven rounds said counter. They began to make their way out of the museum when they heard a strange sound coming from the room behind them, it almost sounded like a wounded animal.
"Oh, bloody hell," Steven mutters.
The janitor that was mopping the floor doesn't seem to notice the sound though. Steven and Diana share a look with one another before looking in the direction that they heard the noise come from, eventually deciding to head that way.
"Hello? Donna?" Steven called out.
Diana trailed behind Steven, now on guard for anything lurking in the darkness. The wounded animal sound changed into the sound of a dog howling.
"J.B?" Steven tries.
"Pets allowed in the museum?" Diana questioned.
Steven shrugged. The new, unofficial couple continue slinking through the darkness of the closed museum, looking for the dog in question.
"Here, boy," Steven calls before whistling.
The dog seems to stop making noises as he calls out for it, which the duo notes.
"Hello? Where are you, you little bugger?" Steven wonders aloud.
He turns towards a glass display, looking at his duplicated reflection before continuing on. But, Diana lingers behind for a couple of moments and notices that the two reflections don't move on.
She suddenly heard a loud growl from behind her and she turned her head, yet she couldn't see anything. That made her hurry to catch up with Steven, wanting to protect him from the unseen threat that was lurking around.
"Here, boy," Steven calls out again before whistling once more.
"Steven, we should just go. The dog might've found another way out." Diana tells him.
"There ain't no way. It would've had to pass us to get out." Steven says.
"Steven...I don't like this. We should go." she fakes being scared, hoping it'll make him want to leave.
Steven stops walking and turns around to look at her, taking in her frightened expression.
"It's alright, luv. We'll find the little bugger and then leave," he assures her.
He turns again and starts walking once more. She groans softly in annoyance before following him. The duo turned a corner and then they hear a monstrous growling sound.
Steven immediately started to back away slowly and Diana let him move behind her, moving into a protective stance. He ducked down behind a display case, pulling her down with him. She laid down in front of him, back against his chest with his arms wrapped around her chest, when the intercom speaker chimed overhead.
"Steven Grant of the gift shop. Give me the scarab and you won't be torn apart." Arthur Harrow's voice came over the intercom.
The growling seemed louder and then Steven seemed to have an idea. He unwrapped his arms from around Diana's torso before grabbing ahold of his bag and tosses it aside as a distraction. Something seems to jump out of the shadows but, Diana couldn't see the monstrous creature.
Steven nudged her to get up before motioning for her to follow him and they crept along the darkness, trying to stay out of sight of whatever was lurking around. He accidentally backs into a display and nearly knocked over a vase but, was quick to catch it.
"Run!" Steven says after a brief moment of silence.
He grabs Diana's hand and pulls her behind him as he starts running. Even though she can't see whatever was chasing after them, she could definitely hear it jumping onto the walls as it hunted them. They run throughout the museum, trying to get to safety.
The monstrous beast seems to land on Steven and Diana quickly shoves at the invisible thing in hopes of pushing it off of him before picking him up and pulling him along this time. She keeps a level head as he screams in fright, left arm bent up close to his chest as it had been mildly injured.
The pair run down a corridor and Diana pulls down a shelf just as the creature burst through the doors. Steven attempts to open a door but, of course he has to scan his employee card which takes too long in a moment of flight. He finally managed to get a door open and quickly grabbed Diana's arm to pull her in with him.
Steven quickly shut the door of the bathroom behind her then slowly backed away from said door as the creature attempted to get in. She stood in front of him as she stared at the door.
"We are to not interfere in human conflicts unless Deviants are involved."
Of course this would be the moment when Ajak's words would ring in Diana's mind, reminding her that the Eternals were forbidden from impeding in human conflicts. Her hands clenched by her sides preparing for a fight even though she knew she shouldn't fight this battle nor could she see the offending beast.
"No, what...Control of what? What are you talking about?" she hears Steven ask.
She looks over her shoulder to see him talking to his reflection. Steven suddenly spins around, attention focused on the door and not Diana looking at him.
"Damn it! No! No! No!" Steven says, slapping himself in the face before turning to the mirror again. "You're not real. None of this is real."
He looks back at the door, now with dents in it, fear evident in his dark brown eyes.
"Oh, God. I'm gonna die. I'm gonna die, I'm gonna die." he mutters to himself.
"Hey," Diana calls out, making Steven turn from the mirror and to her.
"You're not going to die." she says, unbeknownst to her, at the same time as the man in the mirror.
Steven looks back at the mirror on his left and stares in to it. Diana looks over as well, but all she can see is himself reflecting back to him. She watches as he turns his head away from the mirror and seems to be thinking things over before he was slowly nodding his head.
Her blue-green eyes widened in alarm when Steven started to seize, eyes rolling back into his head. The bathroom door came crashing down in that exact moment, causing the dirty blonde to spin around and try to discern where the creature was.
Unfortunately, before she could...she was smacked aside, back slamming into a sink then crumpling to the ground. She then watches as Steven's body becomes enveloped in a white wraps until it becomes a suit with a hood, cape and a crescent moon on the chest.
The Lunar Eternal watches the fight that occurs in the bathroom, although it looks one sided to her. Staring at the white outfit, the familiarity finally clicked within her and she finally understood what the familiar presence was. The creature was pummeled into the ground and defeated, "Steven" turned around and went to walk out without Diana until she spoke aloud.
"Of course, it all makes sense now."
The masked vigilante turned around and looked at her, solid white eyes gazing down at her before he picked her up off the floor and took her with him, throwing her over his shoulder.
-Next Up-
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The Only Woman
TITLE: The Only Woman
PAIRING: Ikaris/OC
RATING: T
CHAPTER: One-shot
SUMMARY: Something is happening to the Earth, so Sersi and Sprite go to find Ikaris. He’s living with girlfriend. A human named Anne.
[A/N - I’ve had this idea for a while, but I got the urge to watch Eternals today. I also messed with the timeline a bit.]
Anne woke up to the smell of coffee. She rolled over in bed, noticing Ikaris’ side of the bed was empty.
It was cold, so he had been up for a while.
She pouted. The one thing she loved more than anything in the world was waking up in Ikaris’ arms. Anne slipped out of bed and padded into the kitchen.
Ikaris was standing there in a pair of blue plaid sweatpants and a soft sleep shirt. He looked so good in the mornings. He was staring out at the skyline with his arms crossed. He seemed tense for some reason.
Anne walked over to him and wrapped her arms around him.
“Good morning, love.”
Anne smiled.
Ikaris turned around in her arms and smiled down at her. “Coffee?”
“Yes, please.”
He wrapped his arms around her and rubbed her back. “How does eggs and bacon sound?”
“Heavenly.”
Ikaris leaned to kiss her as the doorbell rang.
“Were you expecting someone?” Anne asked.
Ikaris shook his head.
Anne bounced over to the door and threw it open.
A dark headed woman stood there with a small redheaded girl.
“Um, hi,” Anne said.
“Is Ikaris home?” the redhead asked.
Ikaris appeared behind Anne. “Sersi, Sprite.”
Sersi? Ikaris’ wife of 5,000 years?
The blood drained from Anne’s face. Anne was aware that she was technically Ikaris’ mistress, but she never imagined in a million years that she would ever meet Sersi.
“Something’s going on. Can we come in?” Sersi asked.
Ikaris pulled Anne out of the way and opened the door to let them in.
“Do you want some breakfast? Ikaris was just about to make eggs and bacon?” Anne asked, trying to be good hostess.
“Oh, that’s fine. We already ate,” Sersi told her.
“Oh.”
Sersi could tell that Anne felt uncomfortable in her presence. She was sure Dane would feel the same way if he ever met Ikaris.
“We’re sorry to bother you, but we need you. Two days ago there was a global earthquake and then we were attacked by a Deviant,” Sersi said.
“We need you Ikaris,” Sprite told him.
“We need to find the others.”
“Ajak will know what to do,” Ikaris said.
Sprite nodded her head. “Exactly.”
“But I can’t.”
“What do you mean you can’t?”
Ikaris looked at Anne. Without him here, she would be in danger.
“You have to go with them,” Anne told Ikaris.
“What? No. I can’t leave you.”
“You can and you will. Go. Go save the world. I’ll be waiting for you when you get home.”
Ikaris kissed her and left with Sersi and Sprite.
*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*
There was a knock at the door.
Anne answered it and saw a teary-eyed Ikaris dressed in a blue and gold suit. “Ikaris? What’s wrong, baby?”
He collapsed to his knees and buried his face in her stomach. “I’m so sorry.”
Anne stroked his silver-streaked hair. “What are you sorry for?”
Ikaris said nothing and started crying even harder.
Anne managed to get Ikaris to calm down and they moved to the couch where he started explaining.
How Ajak was going to betray Arishem, how he was responsible for her death, how his entire existence had been a lie, how he was about to let a new Celestial destroy the earth because he believed in Arishem’s cause.
Yes he lied to her, but Ikaris had been brainwashed since the moment he was created.
“I was blinded by my loyalty to Arishem. But then Sersi mentioned you and I couldn’t go through with it anymore. I couldn’t let you die, because…because I love you.”
Anne looked down. “Even though I’m the other woman?”
Ikaris looked at her through tear filled eyes. “What are you talking about?”
“You’re married to Sersi. I’m the other woman. Your mistress.”
Ikaris took her face in his hands, lifting her head so he was looking into her eyes. Ikaris shook his head. “No. No, you’re the only woman. I haven’t loved Sersi for centuries. You’re the one I want to be with.”
“Even though I’m human and I’ll die?”
“Shhh, let’s not talk about that now.”
“I love you, Ikaris.”
Ikaris kissed her. “Oh, you shouldn’t feel guilty about being with me. Sersi has a boyfriend named Dane Whitman.”
“Just don’t ever ask us to do a double date and I’ll be fine.”
#ikaris#ikaris/oc#ikaris imagines#ikaris (marvel's eternals)#ikaris (marvel's eternals) imagine#sersi (marvel's eternals)#sprite (marvel's eternals)#marvel#marvel cinematic universe#marvel imagines#marvel cinematic universe imagines#marvel's eternals#Eternals#eternals imagines
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Eternals Master List
Druig
Some Time // Ao3: Some Time
Summary: After reuniting with your family, you run into a familiar face. Said familiar person makes it his mission to talk to you and remind of you the connection you two share. You also find out that Druig's the reason Makkari came up with your infamous nickname.
Join Me? // Ao3: Join Me?
Summary: You and Druig have some time to kill while the others are out. Your sneaky boyfriend decides it’s time to go outside, take a walk, clear your heads but... you would rather stay inside and read, like I said, he’s sneaky. You always need to watch out for your books, you never know where he’ll hide them.
#Eternals#eternals imagine#eternals imagines#druig#druig imagine#druig imagines#eternals fanfiction#eternals fanfic#crazyk-imagine
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Ya'll want to know the funniest shit?
I'm researching the era when Alastor was alive right now to get a better idea of both his character, the life he lived before Hell, and to hash out a backstory for him.
And so, apparently, Alastor lived through the Prohibition (which was basically the United States government illegalizing the manufacture, transportation, and sale of alcohol because they thought it was the cause of a lot of domestic violence and child abandonment).
Alastor canonically died in 1933.
Do you know how long the Prohibition lasted?
From 1920-1933.
ALASTOR LITERALLY DIED THE SAME YEAR ALCOHOL BECAME LEGAL AGAIN. CAN YOU IMAGINE HOW BITTER HE MUST'VE BEEN?
The Prohibition officially ended on December 5, 1933, and now my headcanon is that Alastor died December 6, 1933. Literally the day after he could legally drink all the booze he wanted.
I am learning a LOT about New Orleans and the era Alastor lived through (including the gay community in the city at the time) which has been a lot of fun, and I just wanted to share that tidbit because it is so fucking funny to me.
#guys i just#its so funny#can you imagine Alastor gets the news#everything is awesome#the next day he's planning to go out drinking and have a good time#but first he needs to get rid of this body#it shouldn't take too long#just a few hours#and THEN this motherfucking hunter decides to ignore hunting laws and mistakes him for a deer#when he wakes up he's in Hell#I can just imagine the realization setting in#he's SO bitter and angry about it#he was about to get shit-faced and have a fun time at a party#and now he's suffering eternal punishment#he couldn't even get a proper drink first#it was just a fun tidit#ALSO#the gay community in New Orleans at the time is so fascinating#they literally entire communities and neighborhoods#and a lot of it was from mixed race people#and we know Alastor is mixed race#AH I have so so many thoughts#hazbin hotel#alastor#hazbin alastor#hazbin hotel alastor#the radio demon#hazbin hotel fanart#alastor hazbin hotel#alastor the radio demon
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Been playing Tears of the Kingdom
#the legend of zelda#tears of the kingdom#zelda breath of the wild#imagine being locked into an eternal cycle with your soulmates who are basically Jesus and the Devil#and the only other person who understands being displaced in time is that lady who did it to herself so she could launch you into the sky#and build iPads and blow stuff up#I know link & Zelda and ganondorf aren’t like Immortal immortal they reincarnate#but like apparently Zelda was fighting off calamity Ganon for 100 years while Link took a nap and didn’t age a day so#I choose to believe these bitches are immortal
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Bliss
Summary - Druig knows how to bring you bliss
*Got the idea for this one shot from this Gif*
Warnings - SMUT SMUT SMUT! This is 18+, NO MINORS ALLOWED FROM HERE ON OUT!
A/N - I am no SMUT writer by trade, so bear with me :D
You fell back into the bed, your breath barely on your lips as your thighs were trembling and your orgasm was now dwindling to a small simmer. Sweat itched along your skin, thanks to the solid body on top of you that was holding you close and still buried deep inside of you, watching your body shake from your post orgasm. His eyes were wide, nearly black with no evidence of the sapphire blue they naturally were, his lisp plump to almost crimson in the moonlight, and his skin with its sheen of sweat along his porcelain skin.
"That was…..I can't even talk" You tried to say, but your voice was nearly gone with a small smile on your lips as the man above you merely chuckled and ruffled his own brown hair from his eyes.
"Don't say a single word, darlin'." He hummed, leaning back down to have his arms on the mattress below you, digging his forehead against your shoulder as he rolled his hips deeply and slowly. You mewled, arching into him as you clung onto his shoulders, knowing fully well that he was not done with you.
Neither you were done, not with what you went through.
This was not the first time you two were in bed together, nor would it be the last. But it felt like your first time, not with the intensity and the lust that was seeping under your skin as you both were gasping for air and pouring your love to one another, but with the intense love you both had for one another for centuries and centuries on end.
Being together on the Domo for some time as friends before realizing your feelings for one another brought your paths together as lovers, then as a married couple. You never thought in your wildest dreams that the Mind Controlling Eternal, the very one who was aloof to outsiders and sarcastic by nature, would fall head over heels in love with someone like you. He was wrapped around your heart so naturally and organically that before you knew it, you realized that your heart was taken by him and there was no way to be without him.
You both went along with the evolution of humans, seeing the good, the bad, and the ugly. Even within your own family of Eternals and how straining it was getting with one another, you both stayed side by side. Druig's heart was beyond massive for the sake of the humans, for wishing them peace and tranquility on that small and fragile planet. So when he decided to walk away after seeing a genocide unfold in front of his eyes, you joined him. How could you stay behind and let the love of your life walk away? He was part of your soul, half of your heart, and neither one of you wished to be parted.
"Uggh….Oh fuck Druig," you moaned against his head as his hips were staying consistent, rolling sleep and slow as you felt his cock slide in and out of you. You were feeling that tension again, the burning in your thigh muscles since your legs were bracketing Druig's hips with ease, your arms shaking while you clung onto his muscular shoulders, and your core finding that flicker of pleasure again while he kissed your skin over and over. One of his hands moved from under the pillow where you were, bracing your jawline to have your head stay in one spot while he was still fucking you deeply. You loved when he did this, his actions were both filthy and intimate at the same time. Holding you close as you fucked, perhaps thinking that you two could blend into one as he made you cum multiple times.
This was how he loved you: showing you with his actions along with his words how he loved you and would never stop loving you.
You moved your head to kiss his palm that was against your jawline, feeling him thrust again to have you moan silently and feel his thumb trace your lower lip. Without you thinking about it and merely thinking about the pleasure that was now etched within you, you slide his thumb into your mouth. He moaned against your neck.
"Fuck," he growled, his thrust never slowing as your hand moved down to grasp at his ass through the thin sheet that was covering it. He huffed and moved his head to gaze at you with heavy eyes, seeing his thumb in your mouth as you locked eyes with him with a blissed-out face, "You want me to make you cum again, don't ya?"
Releasing his thumb with a pop, you grinned as he gave a particularly hard thrust, you moaned out, "Do it,"
His eyes narrowed: challenged accepted.
Having this kind of love with Druig was nothing short of amazing. Built on the solid foundation of friendship and devotion, you both could take on the world if you wanted to. Yet you and Druig didn't wish for that, you both instead settled for your little village in the Amazon. A slice of paradise amongst the soldiers that followed Druig, underneath the massive trees, and hidden from the rest of the world. The love that was blossoming over time between you and Druig was now thriving and evolving, spending mornings in bed together and long walks amongst the trees. Druig never strayed from you, and he proved it again and again.
Druig loved running the village and caring for the families that were growing as the years went by, and you saw the new side of Druig that was hidden for so long because of his inability to step in and help humans. It made you proud to see him care for his villagers, to see the brightness in his eyes and within his tone, and you wished that would never go away.
Even after 500 years when your Eternals family came back to find you two to stop the ending of the world with them, nothing seemed to slow the pair of you down.
Moans were filling the room for the pair of you now as Druig was now determined to make you cum again, you letting him as his hips were now snapping and his eyes never leaving your face as you were melting with the sensation. You felt that drive in his hold along your body, in his whimpers along his lips, and in his eyes as he was watching you get closer and closer to teetering over the edge. He knew just how to make you cum: his rough fingers along your body or inside of you, his sweet and yet filthy words in your ear, and even his cock that was perfect in length and girth that seemed to be created to only fit inside of you. Inwardly, you thanked your lucky stars that you both were Eternals with extended energy, being able to fuck all night without a single need for a break.
This led to your record: 14 straight hours back in the Amazon when you two went off together on your anniversary back in 1869.
This time, this was more than a simple act of love or fuck session. The world almost ended, and you all almost lost everything you knew thanks to Arishem and his need to bring Tiamut to life and a new balance to the universe. Yet you all stopped it, not wishing to let this planet go to waste since you grew to love it over the centuries. It was a relief that there was no more danger for any of you to worry about, and to think that you were so close to losing Druig at the hands of Ikaris, you thought of the worst.
Seeing him walk up to you with a few cuts and bruises, yet alive and well, you had to hold him close and engrain him in your mind.
He must have felt the same, whisking you away from the rest of your group. Which then brought you to your current predicament.
"I'm close…I'm close Druig…" You moaned against his head as he was not slowing down with his hips and his open-mouth kisses against your jawline. He hummed, his spare hand moving down to rub his thumb against your clit as he was thrusting deeper and deeper. You moan hotly from the touch, your legs sprawling out at this point as he keeps the adrenaline going.
"You don't have to tell me, I can feel ya flutterin' against my cock," he growled as you were feeling that sensation in your toes moving up to be along your spine, "I know your body and what makes ya tick, right? I know where to touch, where to lick, where to….where to fuck,"
He rubbed your clit hard, making you moan with no abandon as he chuckled to pause and sit up a bit. He looked down at your body, seeing him undone you were yet at the same time tight wound. Your hair askew, your breast etched in hickies and exposed for him to savor, even the gorgeous sight of where you two were connected along your hips.
But what got him was your eyes, the same eyes that he fell for when he first saw you on the Domo. The same eyes that saw his painful and tear-jerking moments throughout the years but never repeated. The same eyes that poured love into his own when he felt he was undeserving. He swore a long time ago when he first kissed you at sunset, he would do anything and everything in his power to keep you in his life.
Centuries later, he held onto that promise.
"I love you," He hummed, the tone of lust simmered as you gazed up at him with lust in your own eyes. You felt that love seep under your skin, even in the heat of fucking you both would find a way to have another layer of intimacy with each other. Perhaps you were thinking that he was going to die because of Ikaris, or that was world was so close to ending, but you two looked at one another as if nothing else existed in the world, or in that little room.
You leaned up, moaning as you did since he was involuntarily thrusting in you to make you tremble. Druig moaned too, though it was silenced by you kissing him softly. He kissed you back, feeling that gentleness along your lips as you framed his face in your hands. Although you knew of it being a distraction, moving one hand to be placed in his chest to give him a push.
Within a second, he was sprawled on his back as you were now riding him. He grinned as you gently grasped his throat, feeling him gulp as you too locked eyes with that intensity again.
"Love you more," You replied, then giving one hard roll. Druig moaned loudly as his eyes rolled back in bliss.
The End
tagging - @a-lumos-in-the-nox @heliosphere8 @virtueassassin @pemberlyy @botanicalbarnes @reader6898 @eternalslover
#barry keoghan#barry keoghan fanfiction#fanfiction#writing#druig#eternals#druig x reader#marvel#druig smuth#druig x female reader#druig x y/n#druig x eternal!reader#druig imagine#eternals smut#eternals fanfiction#marvel cinematic universe#marvel mcu#mcu fanfiction#mcu phase 4#marvel fanfiction#marvel fandom
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if was your boyfriend, never let you go
keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone
druig recomendations
perfectly busy - @tokkiotears
lemme just say, HUSBAND DRUID OML. and I'm just a sucker for a confident and king Druid behavior. absolutley adoring this to no ends, smn send help, I forgot how to function. the not really complete without you got me. oh god. just o h g o d. i just feel like i should comment on the narrative, it was so well done and just hit the spot i didn't even know I had.
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not proofread, annoying men, druig in a button-up with the sleeves rolled up
"this isn't over" - @peterparkersnose
bro this slapped in so many different levels, like excuse me. And druig who shares books and annotates? and smug druig? godamn. the sexual tension- smn keep him away from me before i fall in love.
warnings-
angst, privacy invasion, accidental nudity, sexual tension, falling in love with something you could never have-?
sunshine - @itsapeterthing
firstly, i fell in love with the writing, its so stunning. it has such a fun and flowery vibe surrounding it which makes me just gush oml. it was just so sweet. AND how he gets flustered- literally hit all my marks and exceeded them. i hope you never stop writing these, they make my soul lighter.
warnings: eternals insulting druig as always, fluff
how could they not know? - @saintlike78
to start of, i love a vocal man who can tell you that he missed you. the scene itself was so soft. just love sick druig running back to your arms and you're wearing his shirt mwahh. i find it hilarious how no else has even noticed this happening before, my oblivious fools. its so adorablee.
warnings-
nothing but fluff really, dialog heavy.
hold - @redheadspark
bro, my love, angel, the gif itself got me a blushing mess, you have no idea what the fic did to me sheesh. i love a man who was so acceptable about her fear and so re-assuring, that's so perfectly written. i also love how the author has written these thoughts in her head as well as the internal debate. it just left me in awe i swear.
warnings-
Just a hint of angst but mostly fluff
warmth - @stranger-nightmare
these are one of my favorite's that I've encountered. the end was just lovley. Just the plot of this drabble has me on my knees. it was wonderfully thought and wonderfully written. the author has left no crumbs.
warnings-
one case of swearing, a lil bit of fluff, a whole lotta angst, nakedness but it’s not in a sexual way
boyfriend headcannons - @luventi
just a bunch of head cannons which i thought were amazing. overall its just so cute and has me screaming, crying and throwing up. honestly very underated.
warnings-
druig x gn eternal!reader, au where everyone is alive and happy and together, there will be dashes of suggestive content admits all the fluff so be warned!
shy lover - @writing-wh0re
[ it didn't have a title so I gave it this, I hope the author doesn't mind]
felt that this was just a must included, i don't wanna really have to summarize this cause there wasn't a single line that did not fail to have me hypnotized. just lovley work
warnings-
Smut18+, Unprotected Vaginal Sex, Male Performing Oral, Praise Kink (both), Begging Kink (?), Slight Cocky Druig, Cum kink (?)
#druig x reader#the eternals#drukkari#sersi#thena#makkari#druig x female reader#druig smut#druig x makkari#druig imagine#druig x you#marvel#druig eternals#druig angst#druig and makkari#druig blurb#druig drabble#druig fic#druig fluff#druig oneshot#druig#druig x y/n#druig x oc#eternals#eternals x reader#eternals marvel#eternals druig#eternals fanfiction#eternals film
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Imagine the fallen hero’s / The beast fighting for you attention
They all have respect for each other but when it comes down to you, you are their everything
They would try and one up each other by showing you their talents. They would take you with them as they made civilizations.
Would get really upset when your attention is off them. Might make faces to that cookie but when you turn back to them they look like the sweetest cookies.
Even when they all went to the dark side the obsession for you only grew as they can’t let you go. Their hearts would break you watched them get sealed away but they could never really hate you.
So if they ever do break out of the seals the first thing they will do is look for you, the love of their lives.
#cookie run kingdom x reader#cookie run x you#cookie run kingdom#cookie run x reader#shadow milk cookie#eternal sugar cookie#silent salt cookie#burning spice cookie#mystic flour cookie#fallen hero’s#Crk fallen hero’s#Crk beast-yeast#cookie reader#imagine#cookie run imagine#crk x reader
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chaos inferno — ember ii
himiko meets two eternals, who promptly recruit her to stop the emergence.
✶༄ platonic!eternals x nb!original character
✶༄ no warnings available for this ember
✶༄ paragraph format — 0.9K words
masterlist | chaos inferno masterlist
[gif’s full credit belongs solely to its owner]
Thinking back on what exactly ADONIS told her, Miko certainly was to blame for making assumptions about the visitors in the lobby. The AI never told faer they were for her, so fae shouldn’t’ve assumed the visitors were her friends — especially if fae wasn’t expecting any visits from them in the first place.
Since fae was already there, the receptionist just advised her to take off faers face mask — if she wanted to appear more presentable than fae currently was — before heading over. Miko thought she had made them wait long enough, so faers royal blue bathrobe, black cat ears hairband, and black slippers (minus the white face mask) would have to do.
Miko would just have to hope they don’t spread her lack of professionalism on faers day off.
"Thank you for waiting," fae opted to announce her presence in an appreciative manner, especially since the rest of faers introduction would be in an apologetic tone. "I apologize for my outfit, I wasn’t really expecting to go down the lobby today."
"It’s alright," the man accepted her apology immediately. "Thank you for meeting us on your day off. We really appreciate it."
She mentally took note of his accent before replying, "Of course." Fae shifted faers eyes to the woman next to him, racking her brain for any instance that fae had already met or seen them before. "Do you mind telling me your names?" Truthfully, they didn’t radiate anything that she could consider alarming, but she knew it was the best to be on guard either way.
"Not at all," it was the woman who spoke up — also with a similar accent as her companion. "I’m Sersi and this is Ikaris."
Fae confirmed then that she had never met nor heard about them before — at least not by face nor name. She nodded in acknowledgment, "My name’s Miko, but I know you already know that," then dismissively waved faers hand to signal that fae was about to change the subject. "What can I do for you, Sersi and Ikaris?"
Miko gestured for the two to sit back down, as she situated herself on the adjacent sofa. "We need your help," Ikaris started. "The world is ending and we need your help."
"I—" Miko stared, a little unsure on how to react properly. "I don’t doubt that since the world seems to do that often, but," she stopped short, thinking of the best way to express faers next thoughts, "how did you know? S.H.I.E.L.D. nor the Avengers—"
"I’m afraid the Emergence is not within S.H.I.E.L.D.’s nor the Avengers’ expertise."
"Then whose?" Fae questioned, "Yours?"
"Yes, ours." Miko didn’t like the feeling she got with Ikaris’ emphasis, but fae couldn’t pinpoint why. "The Eternals."
A part of her wanted to ask who came up with the name and the reason behind it, but fae ultimately decided against it. If the world was approaching an end as they say, then they certainly have better things to do. "Pardon me, but if it’s your — the Eternals’ — responsibility this time, then why contact me?"
Sersi and Ikaris looked at one another before the former responded, "You’re one of us, Miko."
Miko remembered the time when gods and aliens were just characters from fictional works.
Fae doesn’t remember much about faers younger days, but fae is fairly certain her teenager (pre-S.H.I.E.L.D.) self would’ve scoffed at present-Miko for believing that they actually exist. Even more so if she tried to convince faers younger self that she is an immortal faerself.
"Hold on," Miko shifted faers sitting position, "I get that Eternals are immortal superheroes with a mission to protect Earth from Deviants, A-K-A alien monsters. My life has been weird enough that I can’t even doubt that part. Also the part about you being Eternals . . . I believe that, too, since I can’t really dispute the whole levitation and transfiguration thing. However, the part about me being an Eternal . . . How do you expect me to believe that?"
No one can really blame Miko for being highly skeptical. After all, everything Sersi and Ikaris claimed seemed conveniently tied to the fact that she couldn’t remember anything from faers childhood through her early high school days. (Her lack of memory was not something the media knew, though, so fae wondered how they knew that.) According to them, her earliest memories were centuries far from being faers first ones. According to them, faers actual earliest memories should be older than Ferdinand Magellan’s circumnavigation of the world; around the time farming was still relatively new to humans. According to them, the reason why fae can’t remember anything that hints at her immortality is because she contracted a disease — Mahd Wy’ry, they called it — that essentially forced faer to give up all her memories in exchange for living a ‘normal’ life. However, before her memories were erased, fae apparently made a request to their leader — Ajax, the leader of Eternals at the time — if her immortality could be stripped away as well, so Miko could finally be a human as fae always wanted and grow up.
"We didn’t," Ikaris answered truthfully, his eyes immediately reverting back to their neutral state after displaying a hint of adoration as they look at faer rambling. "We knew it would be difficult to convince you, given that you have all your memories as an Eternal wiped."
"Does that mean you have prepared other methods to convince me?"
"Not necessarily," it was Sersi’s turn to reply. "We did hope you would help us still, for the sake of humanity."
"That’s not enough," Miko informed them. "I don’t work with people I don’t trust."
"Then let us show you we can be trusted."
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Seven thousand years of just observing can grow boring, let's be honest. Humanity falls into the same pattern of going to war with one another as the centuries past, the Eternals forbidden from interfering unless Deviants were involved.
Diana, the Lunar Eternal, finds herself settling down in London, England, long after Ajak had given her speech that the Eternals should go their separate ways and live their own lives. She adjusts to the decades as they come and go, slowly losing contact with her fellow Eternals as time passes.
In the present year, Diana learns that Sersi had taken to settling down in London as well. The day of her first job as tour guide, she reconnected with Sersi and caught up on the past times before she's running into a cute guy on her way into work.
Seven thousand years of experience should be enough to keep up with Steven Grant and everything he ends up bringing into her life...right?
Prologue
Chapter One ~ Chapter Two ~ Chapter Three ~ Chapter Four ~ Chapter Five ~ Chapter Six ~ Chapter Seven ~ Chapter Eight ~ Chapter Nine ~ Chapter Ten ~ Chapter Eleven ~ Chapter Twelve ~ Chapter Thirteen ~ Chapter Fourteen ~ Chapter Fifteen ~ Chapter Sixteen ~ Chapter Seventeen ~ Chapter Eighteen ~ Chapter Nineteen ~ Chapter Twenty ~ ...
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Fightin' Irish
TITLE: Fightin' Irish
PAIRING: Druig/OC
RATING: T
CHAPTER: One-shot
SUMMARY: Druig and his girlfriend Clara have been vacationing in Ireland for the past week.
[A/N - Written for @writer-wednesday. This is my first time writing for Druig, so I hope I've done him justice.]
The alley was covered in orange, green, and white pennant banners, the only coming from the light bulbs above their heads and the cafés that lined the alley.
“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Druig told Clara.
“Oh come on! You’ll fit right in with your accent.”
“I didn’t choose the accent.”
She knew everything about Druig and the other Eternals. In fact, Druig had been very forthcoming about his past unlike some of the Eternals. “I know. Doesn’t make it any less cute though.” Clara placed a kiss on his lips.
They’d been sight seeing all week.
The Cliffs of Moher and Galway City. Of course that had caused Clara to hum “Galway Girl” by Ed Sheeran all day.
A tour of Dublin and horse-back riding. Druig had used his powers for that one to allow the tour guide to let them share a horse.
Dublin Castle and Trinity Library (which Clara kept calling the Hogwarts Library). Druig had thrown in his own little fun facts about the castle and the times he had been there over the years.
They traveled to Belfast so Clara could see where the Titanic was built and Druig told her how guilty he felt about that tragedy. He felt that maybe if he had known (and if he had been on the ship), he could have prevented it from happening by compelling the passengers to abandon the ship sooner than they did. Clara had soothed his sadness by buying him some chips from a vendor not too far from their hotel.
And of course Clara had to kiss the Blarney stone. She had joked that Druig didn’t need to because he already had a smart mouth. He didn’t need any help with that.
It was their last night in Ireland, so Druig was taking her out to dinner in a pub.
Druig didn’t care for bars and pubs, but Clara wanted to experience everything she could.
They entered the pub and Druig leaned into Clara. “Grab us a table, would you love?”
Clara found a table, but unfortunately they would have to stand because it was crowded and all the tables with chairs were occupied.
Druig eventually joined her with a basket of fish and chips and a pitcher of beer.
Clara and Druig were both quiet by nature, so they were enjoying just people watching.
“You want some more beer? Or some more food?” Druig asked her.
She shook her head. “I’m good, but if you want another pitcher…”
As an Eternal, it took a lot for Druig to get drunk and he didn’t even feel buzzed yet. He kissed Clara’s cheek before walking over to the bar. The moment he stepped away, a guy walked over to Clara, who was leaning up against their table.
“Haigh, rud milis (Hey, sweet thing),” he said.
Clara frowned. “I’m sorry. I don’t speak Irish.”
The guy smiled and leaned in with his elbows on the table. “That’s okay, sweet thing.”
“Please don’t call me that. Besides, I have a boyfriend.” Clara looked to the bar.
The man followed her gaze and scoffed. “You with that string bean?”
“He’s much stronger than he looks.”
“I doubt that. Come with me, sweet thing. I’ll show you a real man.”
“No, thank you.”
The man grabbed Clara by the arm.
She looked around, but no one was coming to her defense. “Let me go!” she yelled.
Druig heard her scream and started to make his way back to the table.
“Fine, be that way bitch!” the man yelled. He let her go and Clara stumbled back into the table.
Druig, in the heat of the moment, instead of using his powers to calm down the fight, punched the guy in the face.
“Druig!” Clara yelled.
“Don’t talk to her like that!”
The man clutched at his nose, which was probably broken.
Clara wouldn’t be surprised if the man’s cheekbone was shattered due to Druig superhuman strength. She wasn’t lying when she said that Druig looked stronger than he looked.
Clara grabbed Druig’s arm and pulled him out of the pub.
“I’m sorry,” Druig said.
Clara shook her head. “Don’t be. It was hot.”
Druig smirked. “Really?”
“Yeah.” Clara grabbed onto the lapels of his leather jacket and yanked him down into a kiss.
Druig smiled, returning the kiss and dipping her.
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I was meant to protect and nurture life, not destroy it.
#pokemon fanart#pokemon xy#pokemon x and y#eternal flower floette#az floette#pokemon legends z-a#floette#kalos#my art#pokemon#pokemon legends za#I imagine Floette was very hesitant to use Light of Ruin unless needed as a final resort#Which she had to in order to protect AZ's kingdom and prevent the enemy from further advancing#considering the recoil damage of Light of Ruin#maybe she died because of that :( plus wounds from other mon's attacks...#Still curious as to know if was she naturally powerful to begin with? Did she get strong over time through training??#Or was it the bond between her & AZ that corresponded to her strength (sort of akin to bond evolution minus the transformation)#we may never know lol unless they mention about it in Z-A
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