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#it's druig confused 'what?' for me
softquietsteadylove · 10 months
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Hiiii! I really loved your latest request with baby Druig being very protective of Thena!
Would you do another one where he still hasn’t forgiven Gil and would interfere between them and calling out loudly „PERSONAL SPACE!“?
Would be amazing!❤️❤️
"Hey, you're back," Gil smiled as the front door closed gently.
"Hey," Thena smiled as Druig kicked his shoes off and flung them so he could unpack his new toy.
They had decided a day with just her and Druig would be good for him. He was still a little sensitive after the whole 'crying' incident. He had been asked to forgive and forget, but it seemed that he had agreed before his mind could really grasp it completely.
"How is he?" Gil whispered, holding out his hand for Thena to come over to him.
"Better," she whispered back, sighing with relief now that they were no longer in a massive toy store or the mall or wherever else they had gone. She leaned against him, his hand on her back. "Although he's still a little clingy."
Gil just nodded. It made sense for Druig to be subconsciously hovering, even if he wasn't aware of it.
"Personal space!"
Gil sighed. This was exactly what they had been trying to work on. Even since they resolved his latent anxieties, he had still insisted on a certain amount of 'personal space' between his mother and Gil at all times.
But he accepted the boundary, lifting his hand from Thena's back and stepping away from her. "Hey, buddy, how was your day?"
Druig eyed him for just a moment, clinging to his plush toy. "Good."
"Good?" Gil repeated. He knew that Druig's trust wouldn't just get repaired overnight. Even if he wasn't actively thinking it, Druig was now wary of the person who was always by his mother's side. "What have you got there?"
"Darling?" Thena cooed, bending down and letting him run over to her. He rested his hand on her knee for support.
"Issa cheetah," he mumbled, still clinging to the seated plush in his arms.
"A cheetah, eh?" Gil grinned, "like Makkari's favourite animal?"
Druig nodded.
"I'll bet she'd love to see it," Gil suggested gently. "Maybe you can bring it for show and tell."
"Maybe," Druig mumbled.
Thena traded a look with Gil before picking Druig up in her arms. "And how was your day?"
"Pretty normal," he smiled at her. Just looking at her was a relief, really. "Got some grading done, there's chicken in the oven."
Druig kicked his feet a little, "is there one for me?"
"Yes, buddy, there's a plain one just for you," Gil promised. His immediate thought was to ruffle the boy's hair, but he held back. He wasn't sure how receptive to that Druig would be in his current state. "I was about to start the pasta. Would you like to help me?"
"Hm," Druig pursed his lips, making both parents smile at how much he looked like Thena when he did. "Yes."
"Okay, Darling," Thena acquiesced, kneeling again to set him down gently. She ran her hand through his hair, "and what do we have to do when we help in the kitchen?"
Druig glanced down at his cheetah. "Put away our toys."
"Very good," she whispered, accepting the cheetah from him for safe keeping, "and?"
"And wash our hands!" he nearly screamed, already running to the kitchen to do so.
Thena sighed, moving slower to follow him with his cheetah in hand. She looked up at Gil, "quick--while he's not looking?"
Gil grinned, wasting no time in leaning down to kiss his girlfriend. He kissed her fervently, his hand sliding up her back while the other held her hip. She whimpered into it, which he swallowed greedily.
"Mister Dad! I need my stool!!"
They broke apart with equal frustration and fondness. At least he hadn't regressed into calling him 'Mister Gil' again. Thena ran her hand over his arm, "you go. I'm going to get changed."
"Okay," he chuckled, kissing her cheek again before parting ways. He gave her a wink, "until tonight?"
She smiled, smoothing down her hair for the sake of it, "I'll look forward to it."
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dreaminginpastels · 3 months
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Wow you’re writing is great! If you’re not busy, would you do a Druig request where he’s in love with his fellow Eternal who’s generally neutral in family fights but one Druig manages to bother her enough that he feels guilty and asks for forgiveness because he can handle everyone else being mad at him but not her? Thank you in advance!
wounding me softly
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pairing: druig x fem!eternal!reader
summary: in which druig is increasingly distracted in battle and reader has had enough.
warnings: reader says some slightly not very nice things to druig, sliiiightest angst, brief intimacy
reader pronouns: she/her (by request)
word count: 2.1k
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Druig was getting on your last nerve. Literally. 
Arishem had gifted you the ability to heal others, but what you hadn’t told the rest of the Eternals was that this “ability” came with a catch - each time, you had to absorb the injury in order to heal it. Early on in your inception, you’d decided it was some punishment, for what you had no clue, but as you became an integral part of the Eternals and learned from each of them, you’d come to see it as your own private gift - a way to develop untapped empathy and care for others. It made you the beautiful person you were. 
Right now, however, Druig was testing your patience. The two of you had spent much time together during the early part of your stay in Babylon, and had grown close enough that Druig had started showboating in battles, leading the two of you to keep a tally of Deviants slain and owing each other various snacks after battle depending on who won. You were happy for the first time in a long, long time. You had even let yourself wonder if there might be more on the horizon between you. Over the last week, however, something had changed. Druig was quieter, withdrawn. You’d find him lost in his thoughts, and, most troublesome was the fact that he seemed to have lost his focus in battle. It was taking its toll. 
It had started with slight delays, Druig got where he needed to be but always just a tad too late. At first, you were concerned, checking in on him even though he’d just brush you off. But then you’d begun to get frustrated with the brooding eternal. The battles were becoming more frequent, and as the demand on your abilities grew, so too it seemed did Druig’s wandering mind. 
Drained and exhausted, you slumped against a wall as Ikaris blasted a Deviant ahead of you on your route to a wounded Kingo. 
“Kingo, again?” you sighed as your hands pressed on his abdomen. You felt the deep gash slowly and agonisingly transferring to your own side. 
He winced, “It’s not my fault, y/n, I swear-”
“They’re just targeting the weakest link.” Ikaris stated, matter-of-factly. 
Kingo scoffed. “Okay, rude.” 
Ikaris smirked before responding to Sersi’s summon. 
Kingo turned to you, “But seriously, y/n, if Druig showed up every once and a while, maybe these damn Deviants would go down easier.”
You groaned in frustration at the same moment that Kingo sighed in relief. The injury had finished absorbing, but you were severely lightheaded and could barely move. Druig was going to get more than an earful when you got back. 
“You’re an angel, y/n.” Kingo announced as he brushed your hair out of your face. “Seriously, I appreciate you so much.”
You grimaced, trying to hide the immense pain you were in. “T-thanks Kingo. Be careful out there, okay?”
He nodded before saluting you. “I won’t let you down, boss.”
“Rock, paper, scissors for the last twinkie?”
Druig brushed up against your shoulder playfully in the common space of the Domo, earning him a glare from you, and a chuckle out of Kingo. 
“Woah,” Druig began, gesturing to your glare with his twinkie in hand, “Careful with that thing, you could seriously hurt someone!”
You scoffed and walked away, feeling Druig’s confused gaze following your every step. As you walked into your room, you could hear his voice echoing through the walls of the Domo. “Was it something I said?”
“You, my friend, are royally screwed.” Kingo replied, stifling a chuckle.
A week had passed since Kingo’s major injury, and you hadn’t spoken a single word to Druig. You knew that the silent treatment was probably a bit immature for an eternal being, but frankly, you couldn’t care less. Being unfocused in battle was one thing, but vanishing when your family needs you the most? That you couldn’t condone.
You knew he’d have an excuse, and part of you was desperate to hear it. You missed him. Of course you did. Your love for him only made your resentment more torturous. 
Carefully positioning your still-recovering body against the wall in the meeting room, you watched as the other Eternals filed in with bated breath, wondering how much longer you could keep your secret. 
Druig’s heart rate spiked as Ajak concluded their meeting, the blood coursing through his veins as he prepared for what he was about to do. He hated confrontation as much as the next person, although the next person was Ikaris... 
“Alright, if no one has anything further they wish to present, you’re all dismissed.”
“Actually, Ajak,” Druig began, taking in the eye-rolls from his fellow Eternals as his voice filled the room. “I have something I’d like to discuss.”
Ajak’s patient, loving eyes wandered his face like a warning. “Yes, Druig?”
“Y/n’s been giving me the silent treatment lately, and I’d like to get to the bottom of it.”
“Oh here we go…” muttered Kingo as his eyes met Sprite’s, drawn to the impending drama like a car crash he couldn't tear his eyes from.
“It pains me to bring it up," Druig continued, glaring briefly at Kingo, "but seeing as the Deviants are getting more frequent, I figure we need to gel as a unit, and I don’t feel that we’re doing that.”
“HA,” A voice stirred from the shadowed corner of the meeting room. “You can talk.”
As you emerged from the shadows into the light of the meeting space, Druig took in your appearance - your heavy breathing, the dark bags under your bloodshot eyes, how pale you were. He instinctively moved towards you, resting a featherlight hand on your shoulder. His heart shattered as you winced and pulled away from his usually welcome touch. 
“Y/n, you look like crap! What the hell happened?” Then, softly in your ear, “Are you okay?”
Druig felt you tremble the second before you shoved him away from you. “Of course I do! While you’ve been off doing Arishem knows what, we’ve been protecting the humans, and each other, from Deviants. Who, as you so kindly reminded us, are getting more dangerous and more frequent. This is the time that we can’t afford slip-ups, and you’re off with the fairies!”
Druig’s head fell in shame. You hated conflict, least of all with him, and he had driven you to this. He knew it was entirely his fault - he had been distracted lately, and you deserved to know why. “Y/n, I-”
“You’re careless! And you don’t think about anyone but yourself. We can’t afford that, Druig. We’re a team. A family. Act like it.”
He shrunk into himself, every trace of his usual swagger and confidence shattered like the fragile heart he held within. You were right. He had done this to you, left you exhausted and pained - a shell of yourself. The one person he swore he’d never hurt. He mustered the only words he could, hoping they were at least a bandage over your weak frame. At least enough until he could hold you again. “I’m sorry.”
With a deep sigh, he watched as you limped out of the room - step by pained step. Druig looked at the faces of the other Eternals, taking in their disappointment with panicked eyes before rushing out of the room to follow you. 
“Y/n, wait!”
You groaned as he approached. Every noise you made splintered Druig’s heart a little more. He needed to make this right. Now. 
“What, you couldn’t even let me have a badass exit? You’re unbelievable.” You mustered a chuckle to lighten the mood, but Druig saw how it pained you. How you shuddered with each breath. 
“Oh my darlin’, you’re not okay.”
You raised an eyebrow, “Obviously, Druig. But great to know you weren’t even listening to my speech-”
“No, I can see it - something’s really wrong.” He lifted an arm above yours and studied your eyes carefully for permission before gently lifting your arm over his shoulder. “Let’s get you to lay down, we can talk when you’re comfortable.”
You winced as Druig lifted your arm, but hummed gratefully at his concern, lifting his hopes ever so slightly that things might just be okay. That he might win his best friend back, if he could muster the courage to be sincere enough.
Druig guided you to your room, and lay you gently on your bed, relishing in the comfortable sigh that emerged from your lips. You looked up at him, guarded but gentle. “Thank you, Druig.”
“You’re  welcome, my darlin’.” He softened as he took you in. Then, he eyed your bed. “Mind if I lay with you?”
You hesitated for a moment before nodding your permission. 
The silence that followed was full of unspoken emotions. Of feelings too large for the room, but deep enough to create a chasm between you. Until your voice echoed through the dark. 
“What’s been going on with you lately? You’re a formidable warrior, unrelenting in battle. What could possibly have you distracted enough that you’d ignore Kingo’s calls for aid?”
Druig sighed. “Look, y/n. It seems we’ve both been keeping secrets. I’ll tell you mine if you promise to tell me yours?”
You eyed his outstretched pinky. “I cannot believe you’re making me pinky swear like our inception was yesterday.”
He laughed gently, “You know you love it.”
Rolling your eyes, you took his pinky in yours. “Fine, pinky swear.”
While your pinkies were still entwined, Druig quickly added, “but you go first!” before letting go. 
“You are an actual child, Druig.”
“And you have a secret to tell me…” he replied in a sing-song voice. 
The mood was instantly quashed by your serious tone. “I…”
Carefully, Druig took your hand in his. “You know you can tell me anything, my darlin’, I’m not going anywhere.”
You took a deep breath as you looked up at him, meeting his concerned irises. 
“My abilities come with a cost. A condition. I can’t heal anyone without taking on their pain first.” Druig searched your eyes, horrified by your words and connecting the dots as you continued, “So, each time I’ve healed the others in battle recently…”
“...you’ve had to take on their injuries yourself and heal from them.” He finished for you. 
You nodded sombrely. “Each, and every one. Individually.”
“Oh, my beautiful, beautiful, y/n. Why didn’t you tell us?” Druig looked down sheepishly at your entwined hands before quietly adding, “Why didn’t you tell me?” 
Your voice was smaller than Druig had ever heard it as you replied, laced with the worries and insecurities you had held inside for an eternity. “I…I didn’t want to burden anyone, to let anyone down, and…I didn’t want you to look down on me for being the only Eternal whose powers are conditional. I was ashamed for a really long time.”
“I could never look down on you, y/n.” Druig began, turning to face you as he gently cupped your cheek and stared into your eyes. “I…I love you.”
Your eyes widened, “You…you do?”
He chuckled sadly, “Of course I do, you beautiful, oblivious fool. I’ve loved you forever.” Druig looked down bashfully before muttering under his breath. “That’s uh, that’s actually why I’ve been so distracted lately.”
“Wait, WHAT?”
“I know, I know, it’s so dumb. I just, I’ve been wanting to ask you if you would ever consider seeing me as more than just the brooding Eternal that boasts in battle for snacks because he’s too shy to ask the girl he loves to be his. I never thought you would ever see me as more and I…I would daydream about us in battle, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. About us. Then, last week I saw these flowers - daisies, I- I know they’re your favourite - when this Deviant shoved me to the ground deep in the forest and I thought they would be perfect for some grand romantic gesture and then I heard about Kingo and- I’m so sorry y/n, I ruined everything, I hurt you, and-”
Druig’s panicked rambling faded into nothingness the second he felt your lips graze his. Gentle, shy at first, and then more deeply, with a passion that he felt at his core. He moaned against your lips, “Y-y/n, I-”
“That is somehow equally the sweetest and dumbest thing I’ve ever heard come out of that beautiful-” kiss, “-beautiful-” kiss, “-mouth.”
With a lovestruck gaze, and an empty mind, Druig’s eyes moved from your lips to your eyes as he took in the sight before him. “Y-you forgive me?”
You smiled then, cupping his face gently before placing another tentative kiss on his waiting lips. “I’ll do you one better. I love you, you sweet, idiotic Eternal. I’d be honoured to be yours.”
The two of you lay there in contented silence, falling asleep entwined in each other's embrace, knowing that everything would be okay. Knowing that you had each other.  ...
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a/n: hi lovely, i’m so very sorry for how long it’s taken me to get around to this request. it was my last druig request for AGES and I was just so nervous that if I wrote my last druig request I wouldn't get any more, so I held onto this baby like my life depended on it. that being said, I tweaked the request a little bit and I ADORED writing this. I hope that it’s everything that you wanted it to be, and please please feel free to request for baby boy again because I love writing for him SO MUCH 🤍 
i’m so excited to get back into writing again, i finally finished my honours degree and I have so much creativity it’s not even funny - hoping to really smash out a bunch of your requests and create a writing schedule so i can keep it up because i miss and love writing for you all! thank you so much for your patience and support, you mean the world to me and i’m thankful for you every day 
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sundropstories · 6 months
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My Sweet Druig
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Pairing:Druigxreader
Summary: Druig and y/n are very old friends. Who realize they're in love with each other when they finally meet again.
Warnings: None :)
A/n: I Hope y’all enjoy since this is my first. I know it’s pretty short but I never see any Druig fics on here so I thought I’d just make one.
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"And they should be coming up soon so we can start this meeting." I hear Tony say on my way down the stairs into our shared living room.
"Who's coming?" I say taking a seat next to Wanda giving her a small smile. "The Eternals" she responds.
I practically jump out of your seat. "Oh my god! You're joking, I haven't seen them in like, forever."
The truth is I haven't seen them since they split up. Which was the year 1521 so basically forever. I remember, I saw them the week before.
See I may look like I'm only 22, but the truth is I'm 1,492 years old. I'm Asgardian. Hela's daughter, actually.
I was raised as the princess of Asgard. I had this arranged marriage thing with Eros. He was the one who knew the Eternals. We'd hangout with them sometimes. Of course after..you know..I moved into the compound, because Asgard kinda...died..screw you mom!.. We called off our engagement.
Ding
The elevator opens. We all stand ready to greet them. I run to the front of the group. "Ahh I missed you!" I squeal and hug everyone.
I start to notice someone's missing. My heart sinks.  I begin checking my surroundings, Maybe I just didn't see him come in.
"Hey! y/n are you okay?" Makkari signs a worried look painting her face. "Yeah, did Druig happen to come with you guys?" I sign back. "He should've been right behi-"
Ding
The elevator opens again. I immediately turn my attention to the dark haired man entering.
"Druig!" I yell running towards him.
I wrap my arm around him as he lifts me off the ground. "Sorry I'm late" he whispers and I can practically feel his smirk.
I pull away while he keeps his arms around my waist. I move my hands to hold his face. "I thought you didn't come." I whisper to him staring in his almost silver eyes. He's so pretty.
A breathy chuckle leaves his lips "My sweet sweet y/n, I'd never skip an opportunity to see you again." He leans in just enough to give me a small peck on the tip of my nose.
I giggle as I pull him in for another quick hug. Uhem, we're pulled out of our moment by someone clearing their throat.
We pull away from each other facing the rest of the group. "Right, everyone this is Druig my..um..friend, Dru these are the Avengers."
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After the meeting everyone spent the rest of the day just getting to know each other. During the meeting we had all decided they'd move into the compound and help us on missions for a bit.
I lean over to my right where Druig sits and whisper just low enough for only him to hear. "Dru, do you wanna go do something else."
"Yeah" he whispers back. We stand and make our way to the balcony for some fresh air.
"So miss y/n you look very different." He says once we're finally alone. "Well yeah, now that there's no Asgard to be princess of , bye bye fancy dresses."
"Good" he says with a small smile. "Good?"
"Yeah, good. I think this suits you better." He says turning his head to look at me. " You don't think I looked good in dresses?" I say looking at him with a confused expression.
"No, you looked good, beautiful even. Just.." He trails off glancing at my lips then back at the stars. "Never mind"
"What? You can't do that!" I say touching his shoulder. "Okay, okay. Just, are you still engaged?" He asks.
I laugh. He gives me a confused look scratching the back of his neck. "What? Why are you laughing?" He says.
"It's just..you're cute and dare I say..a little jealous?" I say a smirk playing on my face. "Wha- I, I'm not..jealous. Why would I be jealous I've always known you'd have to-" I'm not sure where this sudden rush of confidence comes from, but our lips are already connecting.
When we finally pull apart our foreheads still connected, The butterflies begin to catch up to me. His hand resting on my face as the other holds my waist. He lets out a small laugh "I'm gonna take that as a no."
"Good." We pull apart, I turn looking towards the city in attempt to hide the scarlet glow creeping into my face. "Good?" He says mirroring my actions hands now on the balcony railing.
Missing the way they felt around me. "Dru" I say just above a whisper. "Yeah"
"You know that I love you, right?" I notice him shift a bit closer to me. "Of course, I love you too." He says a small smile tugging at his lips. "No Dru, I like, really love you."
He touches my arm with one hand, and with the other softly turns my face to look up at him. "Oh my sweet sweet y/n, I know what you ment."
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redheadspark · 8 months
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Hey Hii I love your writings!
Could you write something about Druig and the fem avenger (maybe black widow) reader? If you don't write Druig, it could be Shang-Chi. I love both of these guys so much! Thanks in advance~
A/N - THIS IS GREAT! Sorry for not writing this soon, but I do hope you like it, Anon!
Breathe
Summary - After the Emergence, Druig get a call from an old flame
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Warnings - Just some fluff with a HINT of angst
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The phone rang at least three times before Druig could answer it, fishing out the phone from the bottom of his duffle bag he packed from his village in the Amazon.
“ ‘Ello?” He asked, Instantly he was going to be bombarded by questions on the other end of the line.
“Druig?!  What in the hell?!  Why is there a Celestial coming out of the Indian Ocean?”
“Sweetheart, can you take a breath for me?”
“How can I take a breath when there’s a massive Celestial statute sticking out of the Indian Ocean!  That has you name written all over it!”’
“Hey—“
“DO NOT HEY ME!  THIS HAD YOUR NAME WRITTEN ALL OVER IT AND YOU KNOW IT—“
“Stop!  Stop and take a breath for me please,”  Druig finally Said into the phone, looking up from his spot in the kitchen to see the rest of the Eternals outside the farmhouse and at the horse corral, talking together and laughing at something Phastos said.  Druig could see the inventor look over at Druig through the kitchen window, raising an eyebrow at him as if he was silently asking who he was talking to on the phone. 
Druig shook his head and walked back to the living room, plopping down on the couch to rub his face as he heard you on the other line.  You were taking a few long breaths, trying to calm yourself down as Druig was patiently waiting on the couch.  Finally, after what seemed like a good minute or two of you breathing and calming yourself down for Druig to hear, Druig finally spoke.
“Druig, that Celestial is on every news channel all over the globe, and my boss is looking for answers,” You explained to him on your end of the phone, “You need to explain some things to me, as much as you can,”
“Your Boss, as in the Winter Soldier?” 
“More as in the new Captain America,” You replied, “Sam is not keen in not knowing what is going on around the globe, especially if it’s extraterrastial related.
“I’m sure you can whip something up from your Black Widows days, bein’ an ex-spy at all,” Druig said in almost a tease, you inhale sharply.
“Druig, this is not funny. I’m worried that something else is stirring up and you have something to do with it,” You explained wholeheartedly.
“I know, luv,” Druig replied, “I don’t mean to make it light.  But it was a near Emergence that we had to stop before the end of the world,”
A pause was heard on your end.
“Emergence?” You asked him.  Druig sighed heavily.
“It’s a lot to explain,” He started to explain to you, but the house suddenly started to vibrate.  Druig had to paise, feeling the walls and floor shake beneath his feet as he slowly stood up.  It might have felt like an earthquake, not as big as the one he felt a week prior when Tiamut became active under the earth’s surface.  After hearing some of the horses from the corral neighing in agitation, the soft sounds of what sounded like a jet high in the sky were coming towards the farmhouse.  
But this didn’t sound like a typical jet.
Phastos and the others came running into the farmhouse, Druig shot up from the couch and looked over at him as Phastos was pointing towards the front of the house, “You hear that?”
What is it? Makkari signed as the rounds of the jet were coming closer and closer within seconds.  Druig was just as confused at first.  Yet it only took him a few longs to recognize the sounds of the jet, he’d heard it all too well many times before.  His own heart both dropped and seated faster at the same.
“Honey….please don’t tell me I’m hearing your jets out here in South Dakota,” Druig said slowly in the phone to you as the Jet was now sounding beyond loud, almost right above the farmhouse as Phastos shot him a look.
“Honey?!  Who in the hell is Honey?” He asked as Druig walked out through the front doors hastily, the others hot on his heels.  Right in front of the farmhouse, a Jet was lowering down onto the grass.  It looked sick, black in color, and almost decked out with plenty of firepower to boot.  To anyone else, it would seem threatening and intimidating since there was no way of knowing where the jet came from and who was flying it.  
But to Druig, he knew exactly who it was.
“Is that an Avenger’s Jet?!” Phastos son Jack yelled out in excitement as the jet finally touched down on the ground, the wind dying down and the jet turning off slowly.  
“Jack, get in the house!” Phastos huffed at his son as the ramp was lowering slowly.  Druig was watching the ramp with steady eyes, turning off the call on the phone as he saw boots descending down the ramp at a rapid pace.  
Light brown hair in a high ponytail, braids embedded in the locks as bright green eyes were drilling into Druig's blue orbs.
You, in your ex-widow outfit, walking straight to Druig with no signs of slowing down.
"Who in the hell?" Phastos asked as Thena stood in a protective and threatened stance, Makkari looking in confusion. But you were not focusing on them, only on Druig who was giving you a sincere look and a small smile.
Once you were nose to nose, Druig's smile briefly widened.
"Hello Sweetheart," he hummed to you, though you were simply giving him a hard stare
Within a second, you punched him hard.
The others gasped as Druign grunted and took the blow, ducking a bit as you glared at him with clenched fists. Makkari was about to run over at you when Thena grabbed her arm to stop her. Druig reluctantly held out a hand to the others at the porch as he grasped his nose.
"It's fine...I'm fine," He called out, inhaling sharply as he looked back at you with a sigh, "I deserved that one, didn't I?"
"That is for keeping me in the dark with this Celestial, and for not calling me back in a whole month! I was this close to flying out to see if you were still alive in the Amazon!" You huffed at him as he grasped part of his nose. He squinted in pain.
You rolled your eyes, reaching over to move his fingers to the right spot on his nose.
"Don't worry, I didn't break it. It'll bruise and that's it," You mumbled, Druig grinning as you through the same pain he was feeling along his nose, "Druig, you scared me, and I know deep down this Celestial has something to do with you,"
"It does, luv," He replied as he then gestured to the group that was watching from the porch, "These are the other Eternals,"
You looked over, seeing the three of them watching with a hint of amusement on their faces from your punching the mind controller in the nose. Your eyes went wide, Phastos awkwardly waving while both Thena and Makkair just grinned and nodded in your direction.
"Your family?" You asked Druig as you looked back at him.
"Some of them. We lost some along the way, but we're all that left with two others," Druig explained as he took your hand in his, "We stopped the Emergence and saved the world,"
"Oh...okay," You sighed and rang your fingers over your face, "This is a lot to take in,"
"I'll say," Phastos muttered under his breath as Thena walked over a little bit with her intense eyes on you.
"You know Druig?" She questioned you, you were about to say something when Druig reached over to lace your fingers together, palm to palm. Your fingerless gloves against his own calloused hand were a natural feel for you two to have, and you've had this sensation for some time as the others finally realized what was going on.
"You're dating.....and Avenger?" Phastos asked Druig, Makkari grinning from ear to ear and almost bouncing on her toes.
I have questions! She signed rapidly as you felt a tint of blush on your cheeks.
"Technically she's an ex-Black Widow who was recruited to the Avengers," Druig explained, Makkari was now running over in a blistering pace as she was beaming so bright at you from the news of your title. You were taken back slightly, but the smile on her face was warm.
Black widows are the stuff of legend! Please tell me all you know! She signed to you so quickly her fingers were literally dancing in front of your face. You were smiled and signed "Yes," Makkari giggled and looking at Druig.
I like her! She said to Druig as he finally fully smiled.
"Yeah, I like her too, Kari,"
The End
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a-lumos-in-the-nox · 7 months
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Sweet Dreams
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Summary: Druig uses his power to fuck you while your asleep & uses it to keep you asleep.
Druig x Female Reader
Warnings: soft dark, somnophilia, mind control, body control, behaviors' manipulation, consensual non-consent
A/N Post-It Note: This is my first dark oneshot everyone!! This is soo good its bad in a good way. Soft dark (we dont do cruel here, he's just a teasing asshole my specialty), You had no description could be anyone.
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You crawled into bed a bit early tonight you nearly fell asleep into your dinner. If it wasn't for your partner Druig you'd end up with spaghetti sauce all over your face, so you turned in. While he took dishes duty.
Druig washed dishes he didn't stop watching you the entire time you ate. Which was not weird for you two, oddly enough. He lazily stared off into the bubbly water the image of you almost falling asleep in your dinner. His poor baby was tired. He felt his insides tremor, he shook his head. Nope, not again. Even though you told him it was fine if you were too tired to fuck. You had done it once before and it was something out of a lewd ass day dream you had and you liked it.
"Even if I'm asleep, do what you want Dru, I trust you." You told him after the first couple times you were out like a rock and he got horny.
He finished dishes and dried his hands tapping his fingers on the countertop. His mind wandering to your shared bedroom. He had an idea, an awful disgusting lewd idea, He smiled like the grinch. This was gonna be good.
Slipping off his shirt, he opened the door slowly not letting the sound of the lock make any noise and he paused to listen. Once he heard your snores he knew you were out. Druig shut the door slowly and slid the doorknob closed. You stirred a bit from your side, to your back your leg moving up then back down. Druig rubbed his nose as his eyes landed on your sleeping form. Your previous words circling in his head.
Putting his hands behind his back and sauntering to the edge of the bed eyes on you. He stills as his eyes go gold as the sun when it sets. Your eyes fly open but your still fast asleep.
You were dreaming of looking at the sky of stars at the clouds in the sky. Soon the sky turned from black to sunset gold. Which was confusing, you tried to change it but you couldn't your mind was fixed on this image right here. You saw the silhouette of a figure walking towards you. You squinted to look. It was Druig with a smile on his face. He walked up to you and put his index finger to his mouth.
You cocked your head at him.
what are you… you thought.
trust me… he responded.
Druig had climbed on the bed by now and ran his fingers down your chest and up your pj shirt his fingers grazed under your boob where they sat the perfect squishy things in his opinion. Circling his fingers around your nipples before rubbing his fingers over them. He heard your voice hitch.
"Take off your shirt." Druig commanded.
Your body moved while you felt the phantom feeling of it while 'sleeping' or whatever this state was. You could feel your body perk up but couldn't wake up. You guessed it was Druig trying something different.
He starts to play with your nipples, you sigh. He starts to play with your body. It was stiff yet soft as if under a spell. He took advantage of this state and started caressing his hands over your tickle spots, you didn't squirm one bit. He licked his lips. He was going to enjoy this. Druig ran his hands down your chest.
he slides his hand into your pj shorts and pulls them down by the thin middle. puts his fingers in his mouth getting them nice and slick. Then rubs them around your core inserting one into your cunt while the other ghosts over your clit. You let out a squeak. While he watches your still face but can see your eyes matching his gold ones.
Your feeling everything that your body is experiencing on the surface and the only thing Druig allows you to do is feel slightly & react with noise. You could feel warm between your legs. And hear him chuckle a bit. You whine at the low rumble of it. He knows what he's doing.
He plays with your cunt watching his fingers get swallowed by your walls. It does something to him. He sucks on his bottom lip & watches his dick rise beneath his boxers. You start ascending feeling your mind go a bit prickly like goosebumps. you wanted to cum so bad but you couldn't, so you whined.
Druig smirked and said the magic words.
"Cum on my fingers."
You do and he pulls them out to lick your cum off his fingers slowly. He sucks on his fingers while touching himself in his shorts and makes you see it. You cum more after that.
"Ya sound amazin, love."
He scoots down in between your legs and slides down so his nose is hovering over your cunt. He rolls his tongue in his mouth and licks through your folds. His tongue laps against your cunt.
You react by letting out a loud hissing noise. and your starting to feel hot all over. You didn't know if it was from you or him. The sky was still gold then there was a vibration and a hum. And muffled words.
"So fuckin good."
Druig could feel his pre cum sticking to his legs and his boxers as he tasted your cunt, when he was satisfied. He took an inhale of you before moving his face and gave another command.
"Cum."
You felt your core relaxing before you realized it and choked out a moan.
Druig stroked himself listening to you cum. His control over you faltered a bit cause you felt a bit of the sleepiness clear up.
Druig saw you try to stir and made your body fall back asleep instantly.
"Can't have ya wakin up just yet, love." he cooed. You let out a huff.
"I know…but you are doin so well…under my control."
Druig slips out of his boxers throwing them into the black hole of the room. He reaches onto the side table and squirts lube on himself. He's hovering over you now, while his dick rests on your thigh.
You squeal, he snickers.
He lines up and slowly inched in. He rested his hands on your hips and leaned down to kiss your cheek.
You felt that full stuffed feeling fill you. Sighing deeply and felt Druig's next sensations for you. It felt like numb rhythmic shakes.
He was rocking into you slowly. Enjoying the sound of the squish between him and your cunt. Oh it was delicious.
He took a deep breath and let it out slowly. You started to moan in time with his thrusts. It was low at first then got louder as he rolled faster.
Druig could feel himself starting to slip out of a controlled state over you giving in to his building desire to finish. He shook his head and panted as he continued to roll into you. He wasn't going to last very long. He could feel his climax building in his stomach. He got hot, he flushed. Then he heard you. Which caused him to break concentration.
"Druig…" you moaned softly.
He has his head near yours and was grunting lowly, his hips starting to shake, he shut his eyes and let his orgasm consume him, letting go of his control over your mind in the process. Druig can feel his climax building in his stomach, He hums deeply in your ear.
Your dream stars to fade away as your waking up feeling overly aroused almost instantly. You were hot, throbbing and sweaty. You turn your head and can feel how hot his face is.
You choked out a moan louder this time feeling just how deep inside of you he was right now. Your hands wrap around his neck. He turns to you. Lust is burning in those eyes of his. Their no longer the sunset color of his power but back to the blues you know of.
You stare at each other like two magnets. Then you can feel his hips start to jerk and his mouth opens letting out a noise as he cums. He lets the sounds out in your ear followed by your name and you cum after that. Crashing down from your highs together.
"That was a good dream…" you mumbled into his chest.
Druig smiles.
"Do it again…"
Druig shook his head and cooed at you.
"Next time love."
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cdragons · 6 months
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Truce Part 2
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Part 1, Part 2, Part 3 Pairing(s): Ikaris x Persephone!Reader Word Count: 1.8k Prompt/Summary: Part 2 of Truce Miniseries! Warning: Neurodivergent reader is neurodivergent, Hecate!Reader bestie is her own warning, Ikaris was kind of a douche Note: Thank you to everyone who takes the times to read my writing even through it is likely way too self-indulgent to be considered in-character! Special thank you to the most amazing and incredible beta editor in the world, @valeskafics! If you have not, please go check her works! She mostly does HOTD, GOT, anything Ewan Mitchell, and literally EVERYTHING she writes is incredible! Also a HUGE shoutout and thank you to @ethereal-athalia, who is literally my psychic soulmate when it came to thinking of literally ANYTHING for this AU! She was a major part in figuring out the plot and events of this world, and provided me so many ideas that I would not have been able to create any of these works for Sephia and Kaetlyn if it weren't for her help.
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As moments passed since Kaetlyn and Druig left together, hand-in-hand, Ikaris was caught up in the sudden realization that he was now alone in a very public courtyard of the Hanging Gardens with you.
And with each moment passing, it was brought to his attention that he hadn’t even the slightest clue of how to act around you, let alone what to say.
“Fuck,” he thought, “this is getting awkward.”
Noticing your friend’s shift in demeanor, you immediately assumed that his discomfort must have been caused by your sudden appearance. So, you attempted to remove yourself from his company so to not cause him any further distress.
“Um, Ikaris,” you started, “if you had other engagements, I really don’t mind walking back to the Domo myself. I know that Kaety sort of pushed me to you, and I don’t want to make you uncom-”
But Ikaris quickly interjected with so much panic that his voice actually cracked, “NO!” Upon hearing his own voice, he flushed in embarrassment before clearing his throat before continuing, “I mean – no – I don’t mind at all.” Not wanting to further embarrass himself in front of the women who held his heart, he shut himself up before he could continue to stammer like an idiot.
“Thank Arishem that Druig and Kaetlyn are not here to witness me in my current state,” he thought to himself, “I would never be able to live with the humiliation.”
Staring at the man before you, you took advantage of the silence to take in all his features. It was a rare sight to see Ikaris so flustered, especially when one considered the sheer number of Deviants he’s killed is only rivaled by Thena and Kaet. You ended up letting out a very unattractive snort as a small grin crept up the corners of your mouth, and upon seeing Ikaris’ perplexed reaction, you couldn’t help continuing to laugh at his very evident confusion.
“No, no, I’m sorry,” you tried to explain, “I am not laughing at you-well, I suppose I am laughing at you, but it is not so much you that I am laughing at, but the situation.” You could hardly breathe with how hard your body shook in hysterics, leaving your explanation much to be desired by the Eternal whose confusion only increased at your reasoning.
Raising a singular eyebrow, Ikaris’ expression was a mixture of equal measures of distress and incredulity as he was forced to witness to the love of his immortal life laugh at him. Scoffing in response, he couldn’t help but comment with a slightly bitter tone, “Forgive me if I find that very hard to believe at the moment.”
“No, no, no- I promise,” you tried to explain. Taking a deep breath, you finally stopped laughing while still maintaining a bright smile that cause Ikaris’ body to flush for a very different reason, “Alright, I’m very sorry, that was rude of me. It’s just that- I’m not so used to you being so…not you?”
With a deadpan expression, mouth lines pursed together to further showcase his lack of amusement, he decided to at least hear you out, “Go on?”
“It’s just that,” you paused to find your voice, “I’m not used to seeing you act so different from yourself. You’re usually so overly confident and can be a bit arrogant. So, seeing you flustered and a bit vulnerable, it’s nice! It makes me feel closer to you. And it makes me so happy seeing this way now, compared to how you were at the beginning.”
Ikaris let out a massive groan while pinching his nose bridge. He knew that you had no intention of offending him, but it pained him in hearing your early opinion of him several millennia ago. Despite your shy personality, you were brutally honest and straightforward. A lesson he learned the hard way and a little late to his embarrassment.
He could still feel the sting on his face after you slapped him for his insensitive comments toward your powers, and the role you played in humanity. Ikaris was immediately struck dumb by your temper. Despite being a thinker, you had the ferocity of a fighter. The events that followed the uproar caused an immediate shift in dynamics amongst the fighters. Kaetlyn practically made it her life’s mission to make Ikaris’ life beyond insufferable. She and her shadows played a number of cruel pranks that would scare the life of any human. If it weren’t for his superior physical durability and strength, Ikaris was sure that he would be knocking on death’s door with each passing day. Ashamed to admit it, it took several attempts for you to truly forgive him.
The first could at best be described as a reluctant admission of harsh words that were exchanged, along with the guilt of how Ikaris’ words made you feel. It goes without saying that you were less than pleased, and refused to even pretend that his meager words were sufficient enough to even qualify as an apology.
The second time was when Ikaris approached you whilst you were instructing the humans on how to properly harvest and store the crops as food storage in preparation for the off-seasons. Try as he did, you refused to even spare him a glance as you remained steadfast in your work to prepare the Earth for the bountiful gifts it provided to humans as a result of your tender care.
The third time could not really qualify as an apology, as Ikaris was fed up with your attitude despite his multiple attempts of reconciliation. Outright demanding that you stop your childish behavior, he was struck dumb by your cool composure. In a steady voice, you explained that he had never once showed genuine remorse for his behavior, only how you felt. As a result, he made no action to change his actions, and continued to behave as if he were superior to you. Even when Ajak tried to conciliate, she was promptly stopped by Kaetlyn physically stepping in front of her; and in a low tone, she warned their leader of the unspoken consequences should she intervene. You proceeded to express your displeasure with him by further announcing that you had no interest in being forced to endure the company of someone whose only interest in her work was so that he would have an easier time to seduce Sersi. When you were done, you swiftly turned away to your quarters, eager to put as much distance as possible between you and him.
Kaetlyn followed after you, but not before snickering at the stupefied expression on Ikaris’ face. She certainly lived for the moments where the man’s overwhelming hubris got him in trouble.
It was the most mortifying experience in Ikaris’ existence. Being Ajak’s second-in-command, he was unused to the idea of being questioned, let alone outright dismissed. To bear witness to your fire, you both humbled and ensnared him with your words. And on that day, he was determined to make a true effort in gaining your loyalty and friendship. Upon changing his ways, you graciously gave him another chance, albeit still keeping him at arm’s length. But he had never been so grateful for his decision, as it marked the start of a friendship between mutual respect. And if he dared to hope, perhaps it could possibly lead to more.
Taking in his embarrassment, you decided that you’ve teased Ikaris enough, and wanted to make amends.
“Okay, okay, I’m sorry,” you quickly apologized- hoping to keep the atmosphere light and not spiraling to depressing, “Please, let me make it up to you! I packed a picnic for me and Kaety to share, but since she’s- OH NO!” Your sweet tone shifted to distress as the realization that the basket that carried all the products of your labor and research was carried by your friend, who was now long gone to who knows where with her telepathic lover.
Seeing your afflicted expression sent warning signs to flash across Ikaris’ mind, “What is it? What’s wrong?”
“The picnic basket! I forgot that Kaety was the one carrying it! She wanted to test out a new spell she learned from Lady Frigga!” Your eyes were filled with agony at your absent-mindfulness, now how were you to make it up to Ikaris?
“Sephia, I don’t understand. Why is the basket so important?” Ikaris was sure that there was nothing dangerous enough that would possibly cause so much worry, but he never knew with you and Kaetlyn.
“That basket was filled with crops that I personally cultivated in my lab at the Domo! I was planning to show them to Kaety so that she could taste them, and we would discuss how to possibly integrate them into their lifestyle! I even had Gilgamesh’s help in preparing some of the dishes with the new herbs and spices I developed to be paired with the vegetation!”
Taking a slight pause to gather your thoughts, Ikaris was enthralled at the pink tint blooming on your cheeks as you stammered out your next words, “And- well- I figured that since Kaety would now be spending the day with Druig, I thought that it would be nice if I could share them with you as an apology for laughing earlier. And, I figured that it would be a good idea for you to taste them. Since- well, I do value your opinion- since that- you are my friend.”
Touched that you trusted his opinion of all people on a matter so important to you, Ikaris immediately softened his tone as he walked forward to grasp your shoulders, and lowered himself to face you at eye-level.
“Sephia,” he whispered out- his rich accent was so warm but somehow leaving you with chills- “you have no idea how honored it would make me to try your creations. But you don’t need to apologize for anything. I know you didn’t mean anything by it.” Tracing his hands from your shoulders, down your arms, and stopping to grasp your hands, “Whether you like to believe it or not, I do know you enough to know that you aren’t the kind of person to intentionally ridicule others at their own expense.”
Despite melting at your Ikaris’ comforting statement, you still felt a twinge of guilt stubbornly creeping into your heart. Summoning all the courage in your heart, you stood on the tips of your toes to ask something a bit forward for your standards.
“Ikaris,” you breathily purred out, “come with me to my room.”
Taken back, Ikaris thought that his mind had conjured up your voice. Jumping back to look into your eyes, only to see that you were completely serious.
“Sweet Sephia,” he thought out, “you will be the death of me.”
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The M word (Ajak x F!Reader) part 3
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"Fuck off! Sersi is mine!" you yelled, smiling as you ran down the halls.
Ajak's laughter followed you, and you knew the woman was hot on your heels, so you quickened your pace. You knew you were being childish, and the other would probably complain later that you made her lose her straightness, but at that moment you decided to enjoy seeing her so free and happy. Plus, giving Thena a little blackmail material never hurt.
"You already have Makkari and Druig!" she protested but you could hear the amusement in her tone
"And I'm going for Phastos and Kingo!" you yelled back
"We agreed to leave Kingo last!"
"Then I'm going for Ikaris!"
You laughed again as you took a sharp turn down a hallway. You turned your head so you could stick your tongue out at Ajak, not noticing that a door opened, causing you to enter the meeting room and crash directly into Gilgamesh. At least the man didn't seem affected by it.
"Are you alright?" he asked you, helping you to your feet
"Yes" you laughed "thank you"
"She touched him, does that count as having him on our team?"
You looked around to realize that the rest of the Eternals were also in the room, most of them looking at you in confusion as Druig and Makkari smiled knowingly at you. You returned the gesture and hugged one of Gilgamesh's arms just in time for Ajak to enter the room. She tried to look serious and demure as always, but you knew that everyone had heard her laughter in the halls, and the beads of sweat and her heavy breathing gave her away.
"I just took Gil away from you" you told the woman with a grin
The prime eternal simply rolled her eyes fondly and crossed her arms, smiling at you in amusement. You stuck your tongue out at her again and pressed a little closer against Gilgamesh, you could hear Druig giggling and you didn't have to look to know Thena was smiling too.
"Well that leaves Phastos for me then" your girlfriend said
"Over my dead body!" you said, letting go of the man and pressing an accusing finger into the woman's chest.
"Uh, did I miss something?" Kingo said "what's going on here?"
You looked at your family, feeling truly lucky to belong to such a special group and to be seen as an equal by them despite everything. It had been years since you had felt anything like it and you could no longer imagine a life without them.
"Oh, don't you know?" you asked mockingly
"Know what?"
You shared a look with Ajak, almost as if you were silently asking her permission, to which she nodded, her smile never leaving her lips. You turned to the Eternals, ready to drop a bombshell that only Makkari, Druig, and Thena knew about.
"We're getting married" you smiled.
The following seconds were deathly silent, where everyone seemed to try to register your words as if they were foreign to them. Kingo was the first to react and from there it was all screaming and chaos. Warm and familiar chaos.
"What?!"
"FUCKING FINALLY!"
"AND WHY DID I NOT KNOW ANYTHING ABOUT THIS?!"
"We found out this morning"
"No, no hold on, why did they know before ME?!"
"Because Ajak loves me more"
"No, no, I get you, Thena, I was talking about Druig"
You and Ajak looked at each other for a moment before sharing a laugh as Druig and Kingo got into a little argument. Sometimes it was hard to remember that these people were in charge of watching over and protecting humanity, especially when they behaved like kindergartners.
"Congratulations" Gilgamesh smiled at you.
"Thank you" you replied
"And who asked who?" Phastos asked, approaching you.
"Oh, none have" Ajak replied.
The room went completely silent again and you had to bite your lower lip to keep from laughing at everyone's faces. You really wished you had the camera that Phastos had given you at that moment.
"Excuse me, what?"
"Well, we talked about it some time ago and we both agreed that we'd like to take that step" you said, blushing when Ajak linked her fingers with yours "But there hasn't been a formal proposal."
"And that's where we come in" Thena smiled.
"What do you mean?" Ikaris intervened
"Ajak asked me this morning if I could help her plan something to propose to Y/N" the blonde replied.
"And Y/N heard it, so she asked Makkari and me to help make her proposal to Ajak better" Druig added.
"So here we are" you said "recruiting you all to help us"
"Oh, proposals war! I like it" Kingo smiled "what's the prize?"
"The winner chooses where we spend our honeymoon and the names of our future children"
You laughed as Ajak choked next to you and blushed so deeply that even her dark skin couldn't hide it. She looked at you with wide eyes and you had to place a quick kiss on her lips to prevent her from scolding you. You knew that was not part of what you had agreed to, but it occurred to you at the moment. You weren't even sure you could (or that she wanted) have kids, and it was definitely something you had to talk about later, but for now, you pretended it was all part of the plan. It worked if the way everyone was looking at you with interest was any indication.
"Oh, I'm so into it!" Kingo said loudly "which team I’m in?"
"Mine" Ajak said, taking the man's hand before you could react.
"Hey! That's not fair, we said we'd leave Kingo last" you complained with a pout
"What? And why me last?!" he asked indignantly
"Because you're the one who already has the entire wedding planned" you said "and we both want that wit on our team"
That seemed to calm the man, who stood a little taller with pride, not noticing the sarcasm in your voice, Ajak's eye roll, or Thena's wicked grin. Always go for the ego.
"So what about the rest of us?" Sprite asked
"I want Ikaris" you said
"No, we don't want Ikaris" Druig protested.
"Yes we do" you replied
"No, we don't want him, we want Phastos"
"Phastos belongs to me" Ajak said
"Why?!"
"Because Y/N already took Gilgamesh"
"Sorry, weren't you fighting over Sersi?" Thena asked smiling
“We weren’t fighting” your girlfriend frowned
"Yes we were, and she's mine" you said, taking Sersi's arm
"No, no, if I'm going to be on Ajak's team, I need Sersi too" Kingo said, taking her other arm.
"Then I want Ikaris!"
"We don't want Ikaris!"
"ENOUGH!"
They all jumped up and looked at Ajak with a bit of embarrassment. You had to hide your smile and squeeze your legs a bit to calm the growing heat between them (that woman was fucking sexy when she got bossy, ok?!) while the prime eternal looked at them all with amusement.
"Obviously we need a peaceful solution to this. I don't want wars in my marriage proposal" she said, sounding a little too proud about the last words.
"Okay, okay, I have an idea" you said "Since it's evident that hunting them down one by one didn't work...how about you have the thinkers and I have the fighters?"
"I like it, except for one problem" your girlfriend said
"Which is?"
"I want Thena"
"Yes, as her best friend, I'm going with Ajak" Thena said
"Okay, then I'll trade her for Phastos" you said.
"You talk about us as if we were trading cards" the inventor said amused
"And I want Gilgamesh" the blonde said
"Give me Sersi" you crossed your arms, making the young woman smile at you, probably grateful for not only being taken into account but apparently being one of the most coveted.
"Didn't you want Druig?" Sprite asked 
"I don't want to be on the same team as Ikaris" Druig replied
"I'm not even going to pretend that it hurt me" the flyer smiled
"Give me Sersi and you have Gilgamesh" you said
"Done" your girlfriend smiled
"But we are 5 and you are 6" Sprite intervened
"Ikaris and Sersi are on the same team, they'll probably get lost in each other's eyes, and Kingo and Y/N are a mess together, we're really only up against Phastos and Makkari" Druig sneered.
"Pfff, that's because you haven't seen Kingo, Makkari, and me drunk and wanting to embarrass Ajak" you smirked
"We have this won!" Kingo said, giving you a high five
"No one is going to get drunk!" the prime eternal said, a little worried and blushing
"I don't tell you what strategies to use with your team!"
She tried to give you a serious look as she crossed her arms as well, but it only lasted a few seconds before she laughed and shook her head affectionately.
"So, is it agreed?" Sprite asked, oddly enough, she looked quite invested in this.
"No, wait, how much time do we have?" Phastos asked
You and Ajak looked at each other, you hadn't thought of that. If you were being honest, you really didn't even expect your girlfriend to go along with the silly game, or that the others (besides Kingo, Makkari, and Thena) would actually want to participate, so you hadn't bothered to think of a date.
"Well...in two months it's the anniversary of having met you" Ajak smiled at you
You smiled back and took her hand to kiss her knuckles gently. The heat that she aroused in you (and not just the sexual kind) was immense and despite all the games and jokes, you really looked forward to marrying her.
"Okay, before you get too cutesy and I get diabetes" Thena scoffed "we're all in agreement, we have two months to plan the best proposal"
"And the winner has honeymoon rights and future baby names" Kingo smiled
"Yeah, it's a deal" you said
"Will you ever tell us how you met?" Sprite suddenly asked
You looked at Ajak and wrapped one of your arms around her waist, pulling her close to you as she placed a hand on your shoulder and gazed at you lovingly.
"Nope" you both said at the same time
The other Eternals complained and you and your girlfriend laughed. You put a lock behind her ear and caressed her cheek softly before giving her a sweet kiss. 
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lovelyfanatical · 6 months
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I Get a Sugar Rush Whenever I'm With You - Chapter 10.1
Good evening fellow Drukkari stans, or whatever time it is for you! We've officially made it to the final week of the competition, aka the beginning of the end! And coincidentally, Bake Off is airing a new season! If you've missed any previous installments and need to catch up, you can find them all on my Table of Contents here. Last time, Makkari got Star Baker, and Druig was eliminated. What will he do next? Find out now, in the next mini-chapter of Drukkari in the Great British Bake Off!
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Sersi was already seated at a table when Druig arrived. She waved him over with a gentle smile on his face, and Druig plopped himself down on the seat across from her, mumbling his greetings. After exchanging pleasantries and putting in their drink orders, Sersi turned back to him and asked, "So, what's this all about, Druig?"
"I don't know what you mean," he lied, sipping his beer.
"Seriously? I nagged you about getting drinks for a week and you only now ask to meet up?" she asked. Her eyes narrowed as she continued. "Did Makkari send you to check up on me?"
"She did not. But while we're on the subject, how are you feeling about seeing your ex and your current boyfriend at the same party?"
"I actually feel fine. Ikaris and I are on decent terms, but it's none of his business who I'm seeing now. Besides, Dane and I are taking things slow," Sersi said nonchalantly. Druig must've looked surprised at this answer because she added, "Makkari already asked me. She really didn't put you up to this?"
"Nope," was all he said in reply.
Sersi gave him a long look, silently studying his face before she asked in a gentler tone, "Druig, are you and Makkari speaking again?"
"We are," he answered carefully.
"You resolved whatever happened that week?"
"We did."
"So, what's the problem?"
Druig averted his gaze as he thought about his answer. He didn't know why he had to think about it. He'd been thinking about it since Saturday. This was the very reason he'd reached out to Sersi in the first place. He needed to tell someone. Hunter had already put up with him for weeks and was unlikely to be helpful. Phastos had proved a good listener, but he was quite busy with his family during the week, and Druig didn't want to distract him ahead of the final. Of everyone else, he felt Sersi would be the most sympathetic. So, he took a deep breath, looked her in the eye, and let the words spill out.
"I'm in love with her, but I don't think I can ever tell her."
Sersi hadn't looked the slightest bit surprised by the first part of his statement, but her eyebrows rose and drew together in confusion at the second part. "Why ever not?"
With that, the flood gates were open. Druig told her everything that had happened, things he hadn't even told Phastos about. The investigations, the clandestine baking sessions, the accidental bed-sharing. Sersi mostly listened, only asking a few questions as they came up. When he finally finished, he was quite a few drinks in. Sersi had stopped at two drinks, but she was still wearing the same perplexed expression.
"What is it now?" he asked, feeling rather spent.
"I think I'm still missing something. Why can't you tell her how you feel?"
"Because I don't think she feels the same way. Also, she's my best friend, and I can't risk losing her again. The bed incident really did a number on us both."
In an instant, something seemed to click for Sersi. She reached across the table, putting a hand on his shoulder to steady him as she said, "Druig, the bed incident did a number on Makkari because she loves you too."
Now it was Druig's turn to draw his eyebrows together in confusion. "I don't think so."
"She absolutely does. And from what I can tell, I'm pretty sure everyone else knows by now."
"No, they all know that I'm in love with Makkari. Not the other way 'round."
"How do you know?"
"Because they all tell me whenever she's not there to join the conversation! Thena kind of told me to ask her out, then Ajak told me not to, Sprite just called us gross-"
"Sprite insults everyone. I think it's her way of being friendly."
"I wasn't finished. Phastos did think we were dating already, but when I explained it to him, he said I should respect her wishes but also talk to her-"
"And what do most of these interactions have in common?"
"I'm not sober or drunk enough for this much critical thinking, Sersi."
"C'mon, I know Makkari's not the only detective. Use your deductive reasoning, Watson!"
Druig sighed dramatically, but used what brain power he had left to replay those moments back in his head. His face relaxed as an idea began to form. After what felt like a lengthy silence, he gave his answer. "As time went on, the others pre-supposed that we were a couple?"
"Which means…"
"They think Makkari has feelings for me, too."
"There you go!" Sersi said excitedly. "Myself included, by the way."
"Wait, is that why you kept hounding us about drinks?"
A sheepish look came over Sersi's face as she admitted, "I may have had a very silly plan to set a date and time that worked for both of you and then not show up myself."
Druig merely raised an eyebrow at her confession, and Sersi scrunched up her nose in embarrassment.
"I know, it's completely childish, but I don't usually play matchmaker with my friends, and Makkari seemed to like the idea, so…"
All of a sudden, realization hit Druig like a bolt of lightning. "That was the surprise Makkari was talking about. Why you didn't want Kingo to join us."
Sersi was smiling proudly now. Druig felt an involuntary grin spreading across his face as well.
"Makkari does love me."
"Glad you finally got there," Sersi replied gleefully. "But if she asks, I didn't tell you. You figured it out on your own. Got it?"
"Got it."
"So, what will you do with that information?"
"Oh, I'll do something. But not until after the competition. I don't want to distract her from that," he explained.
"Very considerate. Let me know if I can help with anything," Sersi offered.
"I will." Druig held up his drink. "To Sunday?"
"To Sunday," Sersi answered. They clinked their bottles together and downed the rest.
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Big sister Sersi is my favorite Sersi, tbh 😊
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My thoughts on the Eternals SPOILERS
Two years late, I finally got around to watching Marvels “Eternals.” And I obviously have to write a ridiculously long tumblr post on what I thought about it.
I think something that made me appreciate it a lot more on a rewatch was realizing that this was never supposed to be a standard Marvel movie. My first watch had me complaining that more than half the film was spent getting the gang back together, instead of on cool action scenes. But “Eternals” isn’t an action movie at all, though its actions scenes are great. It’s a film about family.
Second: let’s discuss the characters, who are at the heart of this story.
I don’t agree that every character was completely underdeveloped. They all have very distinct personalities, for starters: Ajak, the mom of the group; Ikaris, the little bitch--sorry, I mean PERFECT SOLDIER--Sersi, the goody-two-shoes; Phastos, the smart one; Druig, the hangry one; Makkari, our fave speedster/hoarder; Sprite, the sarcastic one; Gilgamesh, the lovable giant; Thena, the badass-who-still-struggles-with-mental-health, the quiet but strong type; and Kingo, the funny one who loves his family and is SUPER extra, as befits a Bollywood star. HOWEVER, they definitely needed more than a 3-hour movie to develop them.
For example: Why was Ajak the Prime Eternal? Her power is healing, not fighting. While I liked that deviation from traditional superhero roles, why did Arishem choose HER instead of, say, Ikaris to remember their past lifetimes and lead the team? I love Ajak a lot more than Ikaris and she seemed to actually be a great leader. I just want to figure out Arishem’s motivation.
And speaking of Ikaris, WHY was he so devoted? The others got the whole “duty, no interfering with humans” spiel from Ajak, but they still have critical thinking skills. Why was Ikaris so ready to turn against the people he considered family and kill a leader he seemed to genuinely respect and love as a mother figure? Why did he leave Sersi? Why was everyone so happy to fight him at the end? Like, Ikaris is annoying as shit (this post is not Ikaris-stan-friendly, I’m sorry), but the movie’s whole thing is family??? But...they all wanted to kill the one guy who turns out to be a villain at the end? Thena already seemed a little annoyed with him in Babylon at the beginning of the movie, but how about a few glimpses of the others getting annoyed with his know-it-all-ism?
Sersi. Sersi, Sersi, Sersi. I wanted to love you so bad. My main problem with Sersi, after careful consideration of why i found her character annoying, really isn’t that she’s softer than say, Thena, or cries more than Makkari; it’s that it feels like she doesn’t really have...more than three emotions? Happy, confused, and sad. For example, when Ikarkis reveals that he’s killed Ajak, she kind of just cries until he goes away. She looks at him kind of sadly when he’s defeated and flies into the sun. How about some anger through those tears? Let her cry and stuff for her ex-husband of 500 years. But show me that she can have “uglier” moments, too. I did love that they showed her moving on with Dane, though. We love a gal who knows her worth. I also would’ve loved to see her standoffish from Ikaris when he comes back. The guy abandoned her with seemingly no explanation 500 years ago. Keep him several arms’ lengths away, girl.
No notes on Druig. I love him so much. I’ve been converted into a Barry Keoghan stan and I have no regrets.
Makkari I felt like was also pretty cool. We know she’s a speedster, a hoarder, the only person Druig can tolerate for more than thirty seconds at a time, is generally the cheery one, but also has her dark side, like (rightfully) trying AND ALMOST SUCCEEDING to kill Ikaris after he almost kills Druig. My only criticism is that the deleted scene of her talking to Sprite was cut! Like, that was so good! More on that in the Sprite section, but we get a bit of Makkari’s motivations for wanting to stop the Emergence.
Phastos was also cool. I feel like we got what we needed to know about him--the dangers of technology and how it’s used, how he regained his faith in humanity, etc.--but not really his relationship with the other Eternals. That’s actually something that could’ve been improved on in general. They all really feel like a family, but there’s not much in the way of their individual relationships (Makkari and Sprite, Phastos and Druig, Ikaris and Gilgamesh...)
Sprite’s thing about being in love with Ikaris was stupid and cringey. Her conflict about not being able to grow up and experience what she wants is a lot more interesting, but for some reason, they decided not to explore that! It should’ve been her ultimate motivation and set up from the start of the movie. Her deleted scene with Makkari has her talking about how Babylon was their only real home on this planet, again setting up how Sprite’s never really fit in here.
Gilgamesh didn’t last long (*Sob*), but we get a pretty good feel for who he is. But why didn’t they mention his death again apart from Thena? Like...Makkari and Phastos never reunited with him! Why didn’t we also get their reactions to his death as well as Ajak’s?
I LOVE THENA. No notes.
I also love Kingo. I love how they kind of went in a grey area with him, with him being devoted to Arishem and not agreeing with stopping the Emergence, but refusing to hurt his family the way Ikaris did. I thought that was an unusual and much-appreciated angle to take.
Ikaris and Sersi, obviously, had no chemistry, and while I agree that in present-day, they’re probably SUPPOSED to feel like an awkward, divorced couple, even in their Babylon love story they feel like...two actors who are being forced to pretend to be in love for a paycheck. Like, I’m sure Gemma and Richard are great actors individually but together it doesn’t work. Was I supposed to feel sad that they broke up and wonder why the hell Ikaris left? Nah. I cringed. I skipped over their dry sex scene. I looked for Druig eating fruit during their wedding.
Druig and Makkari though? THEY HAVE MY FUCKING HEART AND SOUL AND MIND AND BODY. I love them, I love them, I love them. I will always love them till the day I die.
I also loved how Thena and Gilgamesh’s relationship can be interpreted as ride-or-die besties or old-married-couple or a mix of both, rather than a romance being forced down your throat. Refreshing angle to take, once again.
This movie was refreshing for phase 4 because, unlike CERTAIN FILMS (*cough* thorloveandthunder *cough*), there’s dialogue outside of cheap comedy. A visually stunning movie. I didn’t think it was as bad as a lot of people said, but I also think it would’ve been soooo much better as a miniseries, with more time to explore each eternal.
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"As the night divides us" - Druig x Reader
If writer's block was an orange, I'd have an orchard.
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SUMMARY: [NOTE: there's explicit language] When the rest of the Eternals show up to seek Druig's help, the truth about the real identity of your boyfriend is revealed. At this point, it's hard to say you ever knew him.
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In all honesty, they looked like a misplaced LARPing party, like each one of them came from a different path in life and only divine intervention was capable of putting them all together in one room at some point in history. For a moment, you had suspected that's exactly what they were but that still didn't explain their reason for coming all the way to the remoteness of the rainforest. Although, to be fair, it was impossible to call ahead and notify someone about the visit. The village didn't get mail or reception, after all.
"Ikaris!" Druig exclaimed. There was a smile on his face but something was terribly off about him - his eyes remained empty, if not filled with anger. "Why are you here?" he asked.
He didn't seem pleased, maybe even annoyed. None of the guests appeared excited to catch up with Druig. The tension only continued to build between them or perhaps it was just your confusion at the unforeseen turn of events.
The smirk didn't leave his face but you noticed the little quirks: the clench of the jaw, the muscles he unknowingly flexed and how he balled his hand into a fist only to straighten out his fingers afterwards.
"Ajak's dead, Druig," Ikaris said. He was well-built and had a streak of grey in his dark hair. To you, he looked to be middle-aged and so you began to wonder how he and Druig could possibly become acquainted. "And the deviants are back."
"Who?" you asked Druig quietly. He didn't pay you any attention and slowly stepped forward toward his old friends.
"So what?"
Something about his passive-aggressiveness made a shiver run down your spine. Druig never acted like that - not the Druig you knew, at least.
"We're getting everyone back together," someone else answered. It was an Indian man with a sharp, lavish look. "I'm equally unhappy about this," he added when he met Druig's irate gaze.
"And who's going to be our leader?" Druig's attention was brought back to the man he called Ikaris. "You?" A hint of mockery hid in his voice.
"Ajak chose Sersi to lead."
If they really were LARPers, they seemed awfully serious about the whole ordeal. And if they weren't - you might just have found yourself in the middle of the rainforest with a gang so underground, no one had ever heard about them. Or you had overestimated the sanity of your boyfriend and his strange friends.
"We have to talk," he said quietly as he grabbed your hand and pulled you away from the group - in the direction of the small church the villagers had built.
His whole story was completely ridiculous: space gods, immortality, creatures of darkness, superpowers. And in the middle of all this madness was him - someone, who claimed to be a demigod of some sort, with powers to read and manipulate minds. Not to mention that he was supposed to be much older than you, although he didn't have any grey hair or even a wrinkle on his face.
"You do realize this sounds completely mental, right?"
"It's the truth. Whether you believe it or not," he answered casually.
"When were you planning on telling me?"
"What do you mean?"
"If it wasn't for them, for... all that just happened. If it wasn't for that, when were you going to tell me?"
In a way, you couldn't believe you were actually taking him seriously but at the same time it seemed like such a bizarre thing to lie about and mass hysteria or mass delusions were not as common as TV shows like to make them out to be. The other equally reasonable probability was that you were just in love - an ailment characterized by the lack of common sense.
"We don't have time for this, love."
"You," you spat as you pointed your finger at him. Druig's face was barely visible to you as tears pooled in your eyes. "You don't get to say that to me. You had months, years, to tell me the truth. You chose not to, Druig. Time and time again you chose to lie to me."
"Alright," he sighed. "I was never going to tell you. You didn't need to know."
"Need to?" you repeated. A scoff of disbelief left your mouth. "This isn't how relationships work. You don't hide shit about yourself because it's convenient." You wiped away tears from your face with your shaking hand. "This really hurts, you know?" you asked quietly. Loudness required strength you didn't have. "All this time, I've been honest with you about the good and the bad. Because it's the right thing to do. And because I care."
"I know you do."
Perhaps, that was the scariest discovery of them all: the man you trusted was but a voyeur whose reach you couldn't quite estimate. What else did he know? Was there anything he didn't? How much of him was fabricated to fit your taste?
You hid your face in your hands. "God, I don't even want to think about it. Do you just peek into people's thoughts when you're bored? Spy on them or something?"
"Do you think I've nothing better to do?"
"I don't know, Druig." You looked back up at him. He looked somewhere between hurt and angry. "Do you? I mean, how could I know?"
"Don't be childish. You know I'm not like that."
"I wish I did, I really do. But I don't know you, Druig. Not really, not anymore."
"Sure, you do. I'm still the same person."
A silence fell between you. There were so many questions in your head you weren't sure which one to ask first. Hypothetical scenarios played out in your head, one scarier than the other, analysing every moment you had spent with Druig up until that moment.
"Have you ever made me do something?" you asked breaking the silence.
"Wha-"
"You heard me. Have you ever made me do something?"
He stared at you in silence. The seconds when he didn't speak felt strangely drawn out. Each one of those seconds only clawed at the raw wound in your heart - why wouldn't he just say something?
"Of course not," he finally answered. His voice was uncharacteristically quiet. Maybe it was unfair to ever suggest he was capable of such atrocity. "I can't, not you."
Without a word, you turned around and made a few steps towards the door. He must have known that you scratched your names into the corner of the wooden planks one night. And yet, he never said a thing. Never covered that either.
"Where're you going?"
His voice echoed throughout the empty church and at some point, you felt the question was your own: where were you going? Now that this huge burden was placed on your shoulders, what on Earth were you going to do? How does one manage such discovery?
"I just... I just need a moment, alright?" You turned around again to look at him. As wrong as it felt to leave him in the cold building, it felt equally wrong to stay inside and continue the fruitless argument. Neither of you could change the past. "I don't want to hate you, Druig," you confessed. "What the hell do I do then?"
He remained quiet and so you were headed outside once more. Busy with your heartache and obsessive thoughts, you didn't even hear his rushed footsteps behind you. Suddenly, his warm hand had a tight grip around your wrist. You were going to say something, ask him to let you go to calm down but he never gave you the chance: Druig pulled you towards him and put arms around you, holding you close.
A ragged breath escaped you. This whole situation felt so strange you questioned its reality. How come you and Druig could grow so far apart in a matter of minutes? There was no point in stopping your tears. He was there with you but terrifyingly, he really wasn't. Suddenly, there was this chasm between the two of you and it left you cold, desperate to cross it as fast as you could but it was a distance that one cannot simply walk.
"Who the fuck are you?" you sobbed against his chest. Weakly, your hand hit his back.
Minutes went by when he was simply holding you in silence. His breathing was calm enough to create an illusion that your reality did not just undergo a major change. It was comforting to pretend, even for a moment, that nothing had happened. But the truth was different and you had to make up your mind about what you were going to do with it.
You pulled away from him and he let you despite what he truly wanted. Before leaving, however, you felt there was an intimate confession you had to make:
"I still love you, Druig. And I don't know what that says about me."
But he did - it meant you were a better person than him.
The wooden door shut behind you and even though he felt horrible, Druig knew this wasn't really over. No matter how many times he sighed at your stubbornness, he was now praising the universe for making you this way. He was going to earn your trust back even if that meant putting up with Ikaris for a prolonged time.
The group turned to look in your direction when they heard the bang of wooden doors being shut. The echo of the rainforest carried the sharp, loud sound of you reloading a shotgun.
"Where we goin'?" you called out to them.
Druig walked out of the church a few minutes after you. His sudden appearance was greatly unnoticed by his old friends as they seemed to be too preoccupied with you and the rest of the villagers.
"Shouldn't you go after her?" Kingo asked. He was standing beside a man with a camera who appeared fascinated with the little commune in the middle of nowhere - he was filming, quite literally, everything.
"I've done enough," he answered.
Kingo's confused stare followed Druig as he walked away. A bewildered grimace remained on his face until Sprite made him aware of it.
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softquietsteadylove · 8 months
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Who do you think is Ajaks favorite child?
So, Ajak would say that she loves all her children equally. She would never have favourites!
But yes she does and it's Sersi--hear me out!
It's not just the picking her to take over as Prime, because that's obvious. But I'm talking about how I think Sersi is the most human of all the Eternals.
Ajak loves all her kids. They function all together, as a family, even the cantankerous Druig and stubborn Ikaris and prickly Thena. Ajak wouldn't change anything about them.
But Sersi is different. From the moment they first awaken Ajak knows Sersi has insatiable curiosity, and passion, and love for all she does. Ajak sees how much Sersi loves life in all its forms and admires it, maybe even envies how much more freely Sersi can love without the burden of the truth weighing on her.
Ikaris is her secondhand, and he knows all that she does (mostly). He becomes a confidante to her in a way none of her other children are. And yet this ultimately dooms them both to never actually being able to depend on each other in an emotionally healthy way. Both are a pillar of the irrevocable truth and fear how it will crush their family if they move from that.
But that's why I think Thena's role in this is so fascinating (my bias is showing, I'm well aware). Because Thena also knows the truth, on some level, even from the beginning. It can be argued even before then--maybe she always gets Mahd Wy'ry, maybe she always remembers the horrors that they facilitate in their missions.
Ajak knows this. That's why she suggests erasing Thena, because she really does love her, and she knows firsthand the burden of knowledge. Thena already had wisdom, it's the knowledge that really endangered her.
I also think that's why Druig's relationship to Thena is so much deeper than what we got in the movie. He speaks up for her--he speaks up for her against Ajak, and Ikaris, and Arishem himself. He believes that Thena has a right not to want to forget their lives, and he obviously doesn't trust the answers he gets from Ikaris or their Prime.
Ajak is a very complicated character. She's not entirely right, she's not wrong either, and I do believe that she does the best with what she has. And that she loves her children. That, above all else, is what drives this person: love for her children and for people.
And that's Sersi's favourite thing: people. Sersi loves life and the people in it, and everything in between. Sersi is who Ajak could be if she didn't have the burden of their mission on her. And yes, she does impress that onto Sersi and burden her with that. It's hard to reconcile, and confusing, and it creates hardship for Sersi. But Ajak did so knowing Sersi was the right one to take this on.
Because this mother has high hopes for her daughter, and she knows what she can handle because she forged this child's soul from her own.
#Eternals#Ajak#a biopsy if you will just some thoughts of mine#also yes I saw the Barbie movie why do you ask?#mother-daughter relationships are endlessly complex#and I don't want to trivialize anything for anyone by waxing poetic about it from my own perspective#but this is what I think about Ajak and Sersi's relationship#also sorry you probably thought this would be a really fun ask and I've done...this#okay so for those who read the tags#Ikaris is her very good mama's boy who does everything right but then she finds out is wanted in six states for federal crimes#and she goes where did I go wrong???#Thena: where could he have gone right is really the question#Thena is like Ikaris' twin they're so alike#Ajak asks how Thena is and Thena just nods and walks off#she's more of an icy teenager than Sprite is to her#but at least Gilgamesh makes Thena a little sweeter#he's also best boi so...write that down#Gil helps carry in the groceries#Sprite acts like she's too cool for it all but really she still likes cuddles and I will die on that hill#Druig is constantly bitching about 'mother dear'#while Ajak and Makkari have a great relationship!#They're obviously close Makkari is holding her in the wedding scene#Makkari is very close and sweet with Ajak but Makkari is also a wild child#she steals and is rambunctious and likes breaking the rules#Miss Goody Two Shoes is Sersi herself#Phastos too up until...a certain point#And Kingo...Kingo thinks he's her favourite#like truly and genuinely
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sayulvr · 2 years
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# pranking the eternals (it doesn't end well) 🍨
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━ pairings: eternals x reader
━ genre(s): fluff, random blurbs
━ warnings: none! prolly some muses being out of character? but yeah
━ words: 0.7
━ notes: in celebration of April Fool's, I wrote this silly little thing at 2 am when I should definitely be in bed <3 As always, like, reblogs, and comments are highly appreciated ! and yes, requests are OPEN
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THENA
Trying to trick the goddess of war is like poking a hornet’s nest with a stick and hoping for the best - it won’t end well !
And mainly because you don’t know if it's something you should be doing when the poor woman is already suffering from Mahd Wr’ry
But you wanted to include her, to at least take her mind off her worries. Maybe as long as it is harmless (and wholesome) then it’s okay, right?
“Thena! I can talk to animals!” You tell her one day, holding a small bird in your hand. “I just heard this bird talk to me, I promise”
Thena turns to face you, confused but also intrigued. “Really? What did the little one say?”
“Well, it said that–” as if on cue, the bird chirped. “That you are the most lovely, wonderful, and awe-inspiring person in the universe.” You leaned closer to her, “And that… you are fiercely loyal and protective to your loved ones,”
Thena couldn’t help but smile at your antics. She thinks it's really endearing. “How awfully observant of the little one, no? I believe that we should keep them around,” she leans forward and places a peck at the corner of your lips. “Thank you, dearest. I think that’s rather lovely of you.”
She never lets you live it down (but you don't mind <3)
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DRUIG
Local Menace™
He says he doesn’t want to participate but the mischievous look in his eyes says otherwise
You trust him very much with your life, you really do but the way he has been touchy the entire day? constantly being around in your presence? The other Eternals trying to keep themselves from laughing whenever they see you? Certainly not suspicious actions
You tried to approach Sersi once to ask something before Druig appeared at your side, almost scaring the wits out of you
You confront him on what he’s doing and this man basically goes: “I’m not doing anything. Maybe you’re imagining things, love” before tugging you someplace private
Okay, maybe his idea of ‘pranks’ is spreading an obscene amount of time with you - and maybe, just maybe, you don’t mind it at all.
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SPRITE
A full-on prank war, no one is spared. It’s either you two are fighting against each other or trying to cause minor inconveniences towards EVERYONE
god forbid anyone who gets caught in the line of fire - Kingo tried to intervene once and he ended up with his hair green for an entire month;
The pranks include: moving other people’s stuff someplace else, putting hair dye (temporary ones) in shampoos, putting obscene amounts of salt in whatever Gilgamesh is cooking - the normal stuff
Whoever manages to trick each other most wins. The prize? Doing whatever the other says, of course!
It’s childish and ridiculous but Sprite has a lot of fun doing it with you, just don’t take it personally if she wins :D
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MAKKARI
Your resident partner in crime, is literally the best person to team up with
Oh, you need help with distracting Druig while you steal a pair of his socks? She's on it !
Now you need help with running and hiding from an obviously annoyed Druig who is demanding for his socks? Makkari is on call !
Creates a secret sign-language system that only the two of you can understand so that when you’re shit-talking about someone else, they won’t know that you’re talking about them!
No one has picked up on it as of yet, which is a benefit for the two of you !
The reason why you teamed up with her was that pranking Makarri is near impossible - you can't even breathe in her direction without her knowing! So, why beat them when you can join them?
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KINGO
He’s just so confused. Kingo loves you the way that you are, but sometimes he just questions how much he loves you
Walked into the kitchen one day and almost cried when he saw that you were boiling your cereal
“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”
“Oh, good morning, Kingo! Just boiling my cereal, didn’t like the milk being too cold”
“(Y/N) I love you but if you keep doing this I’m just going to break up with you–”
He gets his revenge by taking horrendous photographs of you when you’re asleep, hair askew in different directions, drool and all - and uses it as his wallpaper.
No, you may not change it - it’s his payback after you basically terrorized your cereal earlier D:
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alohastyles-x · 1 year
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Faith In You- Four
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Faith In You | Sequel to Loyal To Me
Summary: How long can a grudge truly last? Your return to earth leaves you emotionally confused as you reconnect with your fellow Eternals. As the Emergence comes, you discover who you truly are, what your true purpose is in the universe. Can you handle it?| Druig x fem!eternals! reader
Notes: I apologize this took so long, but I hope the length makes up for it <3 | Word count: 3.3k
Warnings: Character death, brief mentions of suicide | Movie Inaccuracies cuz im low-key tired of going back and rewatching scenes 7 times to get it perfectly right :(
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The air in the temple was tense as everyone eyed each other cautiously. The last time everyone in the room was together-- with the exception of Makkari and Ajak- they were discussing what to do with your body that laid limp on the marble slab next to Thena’s. Now you’re here, your heart beating, your blood racing through your veins. 
Everyone shifted uncomfortably, as you and Druig stared each other down. His gaze was still harsh, convinced you had left him in the dark on purpose. You just stared blankly, unsure how to feel. You were numb, yet angry. Angry at Druig for what he did to your people, angry at Druig for the way he wouldn’t even listen to you. 
“Druig…” Sersi finally said, just bareilly above a whisper. When Druig didn’t answer, she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She didn’t want to say his name again, fearing she’d only fuel the fire that was raging silently in the room right now. 
“Well, what are ya waiting for,” Druig snapped, impatiently. 
“Ajak… she’s… she’s dead. The Deviants are back, only it's just one, and it's able to adapt to our powers. We think it took Ajak’s healing ability before killing her.”
A beat passed before Druig finally responded, tearing his gaze away from you. 
“You’ve given me a lot of bad news in one go, me lady. First, the once love of my life returns, alive, with the ones who betrayed her, and now this news about a Deviant able to evolutionize in seconds…” You grimaced at the word ‘once’. Was that really how he felt?
“Will you help us?” Sersi asked, her voice full of hope. Druig stood from where he was leaning on the table in the front, and began pacing around. 
“Do you remember this forest? It was the last place we were all together- dead or alive,” he looked at you, his words full of venom. “I have protected these people for 20 generations. From both, the outside world and from themselves.” He was now standing before Kingo and Karun, smirking as he stared down Karun. 
“Your kind will be responsible for your own destruction one day. Don’t ya think?” Druig asked, trying to bait him. 
“I think we must learn from our mistakes, so we can do better,” Karun answered, his voice echoing off the temple walls. He wasn’t scared. He should have been. This angered Druig. His eyes glowed that golden color of cosmic powers and in the next moment, Karun was throwing his camera against the wall. 
“Oh no you didn’t. Okay, new rule, no possessing people’s valets,” Kingo said, standing up and moving directly in front of Druig. 
“Where is your sense of humor, Kingo?”
“You are not a god, you know that right?” Kingo sneered, not backing down. 
“How ironic… Kingo, the movie sta-” 
“Druig! Enough,” you shouted, trying to stop this before it turned into a pissing contest between the two. The sound of your voice stopped him dead in his tracks, turning to face you again. He slowly moved until he was now in front of you, trying his best to be intimidating. You held your breath as his scent filled your nose.
“Don’t talk to me,” his voice was low, and cold. It brought tears to your eyes, which he noticed, but you straightened up. 
“This is serious, Druig.” Sersi said firmly. “ I was waiting until I had everyone together, but I have enough of you now I think I can just tell you…” she said. She told them of what happened when she discovered Ajak’s body. Of the things Arishem told her, the fact that they were never here to protect the humans, only to aid in the existence of the emergence. 
“So, Druig, please. All of you… we have to figure this out.” She finished, looking to everyone, but especially to Druig. He was the one that could make or break this mission- his power was especially useful. 
“I’ve just been told that I’ve been sent on a suicide mission for the last seven thousand years,” he paused and turned to you, “and that most of that existence has been a lie. So excuse me for not giving a fuck about your plan at the moment,” he finished, turning and heading out of the temple. 
“Druig fucking sucks,” Kingo said. You just looked at him, before turning to leave as well.
You went out of the temple in search of Druig- you had to sort this out. A building next to the temple caught your eye. In the window was a vase of dragonsnaps and another of Marigolds- the flowers that were etched into your headpiece. When you looked around, you didn’t notice a vase in any of the other windows, so you made your way up to the door. 
Slowly opening it, you halted at the threshold. It opened into a living room, adorned in all of your favorite colors and all the things the villagers had made you over the centuries. The entire hut was a temple dedicated to you. When you moved further in, you noticed a bedroom in the back corner. As you moved closer , you eyed something draped over the bed. It was the hand woven blanket that one of the village moms had made you. It brought a tear to your eye, knowing that Druig still had all of this to remember you. 
“What are you doing here?” Druig asked, making you jump. You hadn’t heard him come in. His voice was laced with venom still. 
“Druig, stop, please,” you whispered. “Stop the hostility. You haven’t even given me a chance to explain myself-” 
“Well go on then!” Druig interrupted, yelling at you. You closed your mouth, completely over the way he was treating you. 
“Stop yelling at me!” You responded back. “Gods, Druig, this is madness! Why are you so rude!”
“Why? Why am I rude? I don’t know, y/n, why do you think?! I watched you die, and here you are-”
“Yea! Here I am! You should be happy to see I’m alive, that I’m here!”
“Yea, only after a couple THOUSAND YEARS!” Druig scoffed. He was in your face now, absolutely livid that you couldn’t understand why he was upset. 
“Get. Out. Of. My. Face.” You sneered back. He wasn’t expecting your voice to be laced with as much venom as he had in his. It made him stumble back a few steps. You pushed past him and headed to the door. 
“Y/N- wait,” his voice was shaking. 
He was about to say more, but a familiar growl interrupted him. It rumbled through the woods, vibrating the windows next to you. 
“Oh no,” you whispered, flinging the door open, and booking it down to the middle of the grounds, where Sersi, Sprite, Kingo and Ikaris were standing. 
“Did you hear that?” You asked. They nodded, preparing to fight whatever was heading towards them. Druig was following behind you, taking his stance next to your side– just like before. You tried to act like you didn’t notice. Thena and Gilgamesh were missing, but otherwise, everyone was there… waiting. 
The trees ahead of you shook, and you knelt down to feel the vibrations running through the ground. 
“It’s getting closer. Druig, you need to get everyone out of here.” You said, motioning to the helpless humans aimlessly working, not noticing the sounds in the distance. 
“They can fight,” Druig responded. He lifted his arm, his eyes going golden. Suddenly, the villagers stopped what they were doing, and picked up the nearest shotgun to them. Druig had them line up, ready to attack. 
“Are you serious Druig?! Get them out of here!” You shouted. “This is unbelievable,” you whispered under your breath as he just shook his head. 
Suddenly, a screech echoed through the woods, and a Deviant with wings flew down, snatching Ikaris by the shoulders. Sersi yelled out, but you knew he could handle his own. You turned, anticipating where the next one would come. 
“I thought you said there was only one?” Druig asked.
“There was only one… until now,” you said. This changed Druigs tone tremendously. 
“Everyone! To the river, now!” He yelled to the villagers, who took their guns and ran. Druig snatched one from one of them, cocking it and aiming it towards the woods. 
A small Deviant came from the side, but with one blast of lightning, you cut it down. Druig was shocked, but not surprised. Clearly you had worked on your control. Another small Deviant came out from the left, and Druig claimed this one, shooting at it twice before running up its back and shooting it in the head. 
You hated to admit how hot it was to see him with a gun, his muscles flexed in the sleeveless sweater he wore. You couldn’t let yourself get distracted though. Kingo and Sprite took on two more Deviants that came out.  
There was an electrical charge in the air. You sensed it. Something bigger was coming, something stronger… the One from before. As you let the Eternals take on the smaller ones, you decided to muster all of the elements you could- something Loki taught you to do. 
Reaching your arms out to the east and west, you lifted your head to the north, and stood on your tiptoes for your toes to face the south. Muttering a chant under your breath, you began to levitate, the golden cosmic energy swirling around you. Druig was the first to notice, as he dropped a Deviant he just killed. 
“Woah,” he whispered. This caught everyone else’s attention. No one knew you could do this. 
In your head you pictured the elements rising. Rocks began to levitate off the ground, sticks and water droplets as well. They all rose to be level with you, before moving to point into an arrow directly in front of you. Flashes began to play in your head of the leader of the Deviants. You saw a name written out: Kro, and then you saw it. It  was just about to be at the edge of the woods. You manipulated the elements to form a long stick, sharp enough at the end to penetrate its skin, and then you waited. Just as it made its way to the clearing of the woods, you sent a gust of wind with it. It pierced it right in the chest, but it wasn’t enough. 
While you were still levitating, you summoned a lightning storm. Your eyes glowed golden as the golden cosmic energy flowed around you still. Lightning began to strike from the sky, setting the trees on fire next to it, causing them to fall on it. As that happened, Kingo blasted it with his energy bolts, and Ikaris returned, beaming it as well from higher up. 
Only this wasn’t enough either. The power wasn’t just penetrating Kro, it was flowing through him. He was adapting your powers. A vision flashed in your mind of lightning being sent your way and you ducked. It struck the workshop behind you. 
Kro cut its connection with you, and sent a large stone hurling your way. It struck you, and you fell to the ground with a scream. 
It was the same scream Druig heard every night in his dreams. Rushing to your side, he moved the stone off of you. 
“Y/n, oh god, no,” he whispered, seeing blood pool under your clothes on your chest. PTSD began to bubble up. It was in these same woods he lost you once, and now he was going to lose you again. Your chest was sunken in from the stone, and he could see the color drain from your face. 
“Elixir… pocket…” you breathed out. Druig reached into the pocket of your pants and pulled out a shiny, dark green vile. He popped it open, and held it to your lips. Within seconds your chest rose to its natural place, no longer dented from the large stone. 
“What… what was that?” Druig asked, as he helped you sit up.
“A healing elixir that Loki helped me make.” 
Druig pulled you tightly into a hug, the fear of almost losing you again was too much for him to continue holding his grudge. It no longer mattered to him why you weren’t here all these years. You were here now, and that’s what mattered more to him. Your heart was beating, and he could hear it. You were alive. 
“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. His voice broke; he was crying. You hugged him back tighter. 
“I hate to interrupt this moment- but we could really use your help here!” Kingo shouted, making the two of you pull away from each other. Druig was still in shock, he sat back watching the events unfold in front of him.  Sersi had just come to from being knocked out. Kingo and Sprite were shoved off into a building, and Ikaris was now being held down by the Deviants hand. Kro was gone. 
Sersi got up, and went after the Deviant holding Ikaris down. It got off of Ikaris, and went after Sersi, pushing her into the water of the walled pool that stood in the center. WIthin the next second, water droplets splashed up from the water and  a tree made from Deviant flesh stood in the middle, limbs sprouting in all different directions. The water then fell, drenching everyone.
“How did you do that?” Ikaris asked, but before Sersi could answer, their attention was drawn to you. You were levitating again, attempting to find Kro. He was further in the woods with Gilgamesh and Thena. 
“Gilgamesh. Woods. Now!” You shouted. Without questioning it, everyone took off to help Gilgamesh fight off Kro. 
The woods were dark as you moved through them. It was eerie familiar, and you had to push down the anxiety that was bubbling up inside. As if Druig could sense your discomfort with being in these woods again, he reached out and softly grabbed your hand. All felt right in the world again to have him by your side. 
But that all got tossed to the side when you heard a scream up ahead. It was Gilgamesh. The two of you broke out in a run, catching up to where the others were. You gasped at the sight before you. 
Kro had struck Gilgamesh down, and fled after realizing their true purpose on earth with the emergence. It turns out Arishem left everyone in the dark. 
Gilgamesh lay lifeless on the forest floor, gaping wounds glittering in the faint moon light. He had sacrificed himself to save the love of his life. 
“No…” Thena whispered, as she processed what she just saw. She kneeled next to Gilgamesh, resting her head on his chest. 
“Right when we lose Ajak too…” Ikaris whispered to Sersi. You shot him a glare, still suspicious of him. 
“Wait, y/n, what about the elixir?” Druig asked, a little too loudly. Everyone’s heads snapped to you. 
“I… I only had one on me. I could try and make it real fast, but I don’t know how long after… you know, death it works…” you trailed off, hurt that you didn’t think to snag 2. 
“No, it’s okay. Gilgamesh was a natural man, he wouldn’t have wanted to be brought back after death.” Thena responded callously, before breaking down into tears.  
An all too familiar feeling ran through Druig. These woods were cursed to him and, now, to Thena. The place she once took someone's life, she now lost her love. The parallel was gut-wrenchingly obvious to everyone in the circle they now made around Thena and Gilgamesh. No one said anything while Thena sobbed over him. 
The feelings of deja vu became too much for Druig, as he stood watching his fellow eternal mourn the one they loved dearly. He reached for your hand, but you pulled away. 
Not now, you mouthed. You didn’t want to rub in Thena’s face that you came back, when Gilgamesh never will. Druig tensed up. He needed your comfort right now. 
“We need to hold a funeral,” Thena spoke up suddenly. 
“Of course,” Sersi whispered. “Shall we do it at the lake again?” 
“That would be nice,” Thena answered. 
Everyone dispersed to grab materials for the pyre to build. Druig went to grab an accelerant, while Ikaris and Sprite went to cut some wood. Kingo and Sersi went to find some leaves to twine the wood together, before Druig pointed out that they had some rope in a warehouse. 
“We’re not that uncivilized,” Druig smirked. 
You decided to hang back with Thena. While the rift between the two of you wasn’t fixed, you couldn’t bring yourself to leave her side. You knelt next to her, and placed your hands on the dirt floor. 
“Do you know if he had a favorite flower… or plant?” You whispered. Thena gave you a confused look until she saw your hands. 
“Wolfsbane was a favorite of his, along with lilies,” she finally answered. She watched carefully as your hands began to glow. Patches of wolfsbane and lilies began to shoot up through the dirt. 
“Do you think that is enough, or should we make some more?” 
Thena’s face softened at your kindness. She appreciated the use of ‘we’ as if she was honestly helping you magically grow flowers from the ground. Especially with the tension between the two of you. 
“I think we should do some more,” you answered, and began to make more. But you were stopped by Thena’s hand on top of yours. 
“Thank you.” 
You didn’t know what to say. Anything you could think of seemed lacking given the grave circumstances. Instead, you offered her a warm smile. 
After everything was prepared, Ikaris, Druig and Kingo helped carry Gilgamesh down to the pyre, setting him on top before lighting it. The wooden planks were decorated with the flowers you grew, and the leaves Sersi and Kingo gathered before Druig showed them the rope. 
Nothing but the roar of the fire filled the night sky. Thena held her head up high. Even when sad and mourning, she still looked effortlessly graceful; you envied her for it. As Gilgamesh’s body burned, Ikaris and Kingo pushed the pyre into the water, watching respectfully as it floated down the river. 
You placed a comforting hand on Thena’s shoulder, before turning and heading back up the hill. You wanted to give her her space before his body disappeared around the curve. Everyone else seemed to have the same idea, besides Druig. He hung back with Thena, the memories too consuming to leave her alone. 
“How did you move on, after y/n’s death?” You heard Thena ask. You hung back behind a tree to listen for his answer. 
“I’m not sure. Clearly, I didn't do very well. I enslaved the people she loved to keep her memory alive. I don’t recommend that though,” Druig snickered, turning to face Thena. 
“I just didn’t let my love for her die. I kept it ignited all these years. It was hard, sure. Some days I thought about endin’ it all, in this river actually, to join her back home. But I couldn’t leave these people leader-less, so I stayed. Now I’m glad I did, but I know that this fortune won’t come to everyone.” Druig answered. Thena’s face softened as she took in his answer. 
“How do you think I could keep his love alive?” Thena asked, genuinely. She was lost on what to do.
“Just by being the Thena he loved.” His answer brought a tear to her eye. She nodded her head, and he swung an arm around her shoulder. 
“You’re gonna be alright, Thena. You’re gonna be just fine,” Druig comforted. She leaned her head on his shoulder and smiled. She was grateful for the kindness he was showing her. 
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redheadspark · 2 years
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friends and family think we’re dating because we’re always acting like a couple
For the druig x reader prompt please
Ooohhhh excellent choice! I’ll keep this one nice and short! Thanks for the suggestion anon!
Secret Keeper
Summary: keeping secrets from your family is hard. Especially if your family is made up of Eternals.
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Warnings: pure fluff
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“So how long have you two been together?”
You abruptly halted in your coffee drink, looking at a surprise Sersi and Sprite, both of whom were staring at you across the table at Ajak’s farmhouse.
“What are talking about?” You questioned her
“You and Druig,” Sprite answered for her, her arms crossed as she leaned back in her chair with her sarcastic smirk on her face, “When did you two get together? 1600’s?”
“We’re…..not together,” you said in a confused tone, placing your cup on the table surface. Sprite raised an eyebrow at you as Sersi looked genuinely surprised
“We assumed you were,” Sersi explained, seeing the confused stare you gave them, “You two are such good friends and you went with him after we split—“
“I went because he was my friend and I care about him,” you explained to her with a shrug, “I didn’t want him to be alone after all that went down with Thena and Ajak.”
“Which was admirable, no doubt,” Seri agreed
“Still, you two are best friends and you know him better than any of us, even better than Makkari,” Sprite hummed at you, “And you two flirt all the time!”
“I don’t flirt with him!” You argued
“You do too!” Sprite snapped back, not in aggression but with some annoyance, “Druig’s no better: laying it thick with you all the time. It’s kind of gross,”
“Sprite, please!” Sersi scolded her
“He does!” Sprite huffed. You were about to argue with her when Phastos, Makkari, and Thena walked into the kitchen. Sprite looked at the pit of them while pointing at you, “Did y’all think she was dating Druig or was it just Sersi and I?”
“Oh yeah, I thought they’ve been together for centuries,” Phastos said in a shrug, you looking at him in shock, “Actually, Kingo has a running bet on when you two actually got together,”
“Are you kidding me?!” You asked in a gasp, the others seeing your shocked reaction, “Since when does Kingo have a bet?!”
“We’re all in on it,” Phastos explained, Makkari shrugging and Thena just smiling, “Everyone but Ajak and Sersi,”
“I thought of it as improper,” Sersi explained. You sighed, looking to the speedster and glaring at her.
“Even you, Makkari?” You asked and signed to her. She huffed and gave you a knowing look
You two look so happy and great together, she signed, the others nodding agreement.
“It’s not like it’s a bad thing!” Phastos explained, “You two know each other like the backs of your hands! Your favorite foods,”
“Favorite music,” Thena said in agreement
How to calm each other down and bring out the very best in one another, Makkari signed with a smile on her lips
“Plus he laughs with you more than anyone else….It’s kind of cute. Annoying, but cute,” Sprite explained
You finally hummed and got up from your chair, looking at each family member in the eyes and showing your dislike in the notion of a bet on your love life
“Druig and I are not in a relationship. We never have been, and we never will. We see each other as friends, just friends. Not more. I don’t want to hear about this topic anymore from here on out. Now, if you’ll excuse me, I’m going to throw on some running clothes and go on a jog,”
You walked out of the room before anyone could say anything else, their stunned faces said enough already
“She’s in denial,” Sprite sarcastically hummed under her breath
“Zip it, Sprite,” Phastos warned her. You walked over to the stairs and climbed the steps, or thinking anymore of it and not slowing down. As you were nearing the hallway, you stop right by the first guest room door, placing your fingers there and taking a long breath
You tapped four times against the wood.
“Coast is clear” was heard inside. You grinned, opening the door and slipping insides before you shut the door quietly and without a sound
There, in the one full sized bed, was your husband with a massive grin on his face.
“What took you so long, sweetheart?” Druig ask as you huffed and planted yourself on the end next to him, “You and I are due for a cuddling session, remember?”
“Our family has been betting on when we would get together as a couple,” you informed him, hiding your head in your hands as Druig playfully chucked and pulled you into his arms, “They think we’ve been an item since then 1600’s,”
“Is that so?” Druig asked coyly, kissing your head lovingly, “Well then, let’s not spoil their bet and tell them we’re married and have been since 1596,”
“But now I want to, just out of spite,” you grumbled in his hold, though You grinned
“We can drop the bomb on them tonight. For now, just cuddle with me,” Druig said in a smirk, you giggling as he pulled you into his embrace a bit more, “It was painful enough to act like we’re not married when they came to the village.”
“Pure torture,” you agreed, “Hiding my wedding ring is the worst.”
“Aye, but this is not for them. This is for us. You and me forever,” Druig vowed. You kissed his clothed shoulder as you two held each other on the bed. Although tip toeing around your family about your married and love life was not ideal, you and Druig never took the normal path anyhow.
So you’ll let them ponder it a bit longer. Just for kicks.
The End
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a-lumos-in-the-nox · 5 months
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Devotion- (Kink)
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Summary: Makkari has a surprise field trip for Juni & Druig. They don't know where they are going. It was her turn to pick where they meet up this time.
Warnings: soft dark, multiple orgasms, overstimulation, threesome, dom & sub behaviors, switching, pwp, established relationship.
A/N Post-It Note: THIS IS MY FINAL PIECE OF KINK OR TREAT!! Thanks Everyone for reading for these weeks!!
One More Thing: Juni's Character Sheet for context.
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A blob of black and gold sand appeared outside some ruins & out stepped Druig and Juni where there was a lot of old broken down buildings in what used to be a place people lived.
Juni zipped up her jacket since she could see her breath out here, Druig looked around.
"Are you sure this is the right place, JuneBug?" He questioned.
"Yep, that's what her map says." Juni told folding the piece of paper over and putting it in her pocket.
Soon a gust of wind blew past them and Kari came ino view. They turned to her and smiled sweetly. Juni waved, Makkari waved back.
"Follow me." Kari signed to her lovers. They followed behind her as she led them farther into the ruins. What came into view eventually was a gothic run down temple.
Makkari slipped into a hole on the side of the building and opened the door for the other two. They walked past her and the door shut with a loud clang against the stone and it echoed through the room. The only light was the moon shining through the crevices, cracks and gaps.
Juni took a flashlight out of her backpack and let the light hit around.
"Moon's risin love's it wont be dark in here for long." Druig says. As he looked through a smashed window.
Juni pointed the light up and saw the high vaulted ceilings with a hole in the middle of the opening as the moon rose she turned off her flashlight and stared in awe at the ceiling.
Her hands went to her face and she spoke with awe.
She saw her likeness on the ceiling she was wrapped in a long blanket with stars all over it that trailed behind her like a train of a dress.
"That's me."
Her eyes trailed down to the walls on one side there was a painting of gold entrails and swishes wrapped around a woman with wings around her body.
Makkari walked along the wall admiring the painting.
"And this is me." Makkari points to the wall.
The moon had reached it's peak in the middle of the dome ceiling and had casted it's glow into the room. Its light casted outwards onto to the walls. whatever the humans used to paint these murals glowed as the moon rays hit it.
Juni turned to the other side and there were murals of stone statues of a figure shrouded in a cloak with gold stoned eyes.
"Makkari?" Druig signed.
"Was this temple devoted to us?" Juni finished.
Makkari smiled, bounced on her feet and nodded. "Yes, it is. I found it a while ago."
Juni laughed. And spoke and signed. "At least they got my shadows right this time.
Remember humans used to draw them as clouds?" Juni snickered.
"Yea that was confusing." Makkari told.
Juni took out of her bag her water bottle and three PB & J sandwiches. And took a seat on the steps up to a giant slab of smoothe rock. She gazed around at the intricate details of the temple. Admiring the drawings of them on the walls.
Druig & Makkari sat at her sides eating their sandwiches.
"So what now babes?" Juni asked. As she took a bite of her sandwich.
Makkari smiled mischievously at her partners. Juni cocked her head at her and stared seductively. Druig read their faces and smiled.
"Let me finish my sandwich first…I've wanted…this since we stepped through that portal." Druig told. Then took another bite of his snack.
"Fine. But then we're knocking this off our bucket list." Makkari laughed.
Juni chuckled. "Fuckin in a temple that was made to you in the 13th century. Why not?"
Makkari pointed to herself, Juni and Druig.
"It is our temple after all…we can do what we want." Makkari said while a smirk grew on her face.
Both Druig and Juni returned her smirk with a smile of their own and took last bites of their sandwiches. And signed "I love the way you think, Kari."
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Juni pulled a blanket out of her backpack and started to unravel it on the smoothe stone. And placed a giant bottle of lube near by. And pulled out more surprises out of her backpack.
Druig walked down the corridors of the temple looking at the depictions of him and his partners on the walls. It told the story of them. It was sweet in a way but defiantly odd to have your relationship told on stone walls.
Somewhere Makkari was going through the bag she brought it was full of mementos she found around this place on the various altars. It was stuff the humans thought they each would like. And they were pretty spot on Juni's were trinkets that looked like the moon and fabrics of fine material sewn to look like the night sky or flowers.
Makkari's were historical items and Druig's was food or gifts for the other two.
Makkari felt a familiar pattern of vibrations and she smiled turning back to the smoothe stone in the middle of the dome ceiling. She stood beside Druig as they watched Juni twirl around and move her body seductively to the music coming out of the speaker she brought.
Juni used one of her shadows like a ribbon to twirl around her body as she danced. She swung her hips around in a circle slowly and stared down Makkari and Druig while she did it. Their eyes followed her around the room as she put on a show for them.
Juni dropped her jacket and glided over to them. pulling them both by their arms to the blanket. Makkari bit her lip and Juni laughed. That made Kari smile and she yanked Juni in to kiss her. Juni hummed on her girlfriends lips. Her body heated up as her and Makkari were making out.
Juni felt Druig's hands slide around her waist and curl his fingers around her shirt and slide up. She tapped Makkari three times and she paused watching as Druig pulled Juni's shirt off. And in turn Kari let Juni take her shirt off too. Both women stand on either side of Druig and undressed him too. Eventually everyone's clothes are strewn about. And there are three naked bodies moving across eachother on the stone floor.
Makkari gestures Juni to lay down while Druig puts lube on himself and grabs Kari's waist to pull her back in and kiss her again. She pulls away and jiggles her ass in his face, with a teasing look on her face.
Juni's mouth drops and she signs excitedly. "I've taught you well."
Druig's eyes go wide as Kari does this and he stars getting goosebumps and his cock twitches as she continues to grind her ass. He pulls her backwards and kisses her neck.
And looks down at Juni his next words dripping with want as he can feel his skin heating up and becoming more turned on.
"You two will be the death of me." he groans.
Makkari grins, dropping low to the ground and makes grabby hands at Juni. She scoots closer to her and Kari waits.
While Kari's ass is in the air, Druig pokes it watching it jiggle he smugs, kneeling down to curl a part of the blanket up so he can plant his feet on something firm. Holds his now hard cock and brushes against Kari's butt.
Kari doesn't have to look she knows Druig is already behind her lining up. To bury himself in her ass.
Juni can feel her insides heat up & getting goosebumps as she watches Druig enter Kari's ass and she moans at the sight. She gasps when she can feel Kari's tongue lap at her core.
Juni lays back on the blanket eyes closed in bliss. Feeling her loves tongue on her and listening to the sounds of them all enjoying one another.
Druig's sighs, hums and praises falling from his lips.
Makkari's hums, and caresses of her hands over Juni's thighs, tummy and her pinching her nipples.
The humans of this temple may have worshiped them but now they were worshiping each other's bodies in their own intimate way.
Druig rolled into Makkari while his hands were caressing the curve of her spine. With each roll he relishes in the noises of pleasure that comes from Juni's moans. He watches her for a moment, then sucks on his lips and moans because he can feel Kari rolling her ass back into him, making him throb and feel every squish.
Makkari may have been in the middle but she controlled the entire moment right now making Druig nearly loose his shit with rolls of her ass in his cock. She smiled at the vibrations of his panted breaths. Juni taught her well her ass could be a weapon.
Kari was getting turned on just by the movement of himself in her and Juni's moans and the feel of her body. The vibrations from both of them alone made her throb and when Druig touched her spine she felt herself reaching her climax with everything else falling into place. But she wasn't going to cum just yet.
Juni could feel her back arch she was reaching her climax as she felt Kari's fingers play with her core while she sucked on her clit. She was so close she couldn't hold it anymore.
"Shiiit." Juni hissed as she came and her brown legs locked around Kari's neck. Makkari lapped Juni's cum till her legs relaxed and bucked her ass back.
"Ahh…fuck, Kari." Druig grunted as his thrusts started to get sloppy and he came.
Makkari grinned, she made them cum first this time.
Druig and Juni took a breather before looking at each other then looking at Makkari. She smiled at them. As they crawled over to her.
"I want to taste Juni." Druig says devouring Kari's lips with his own. Juni chuckles lowly.
Druig leans back on his arms next to Juni, as Kari's eyes widen. In realization, they know.
"You haven't cum yet…" Juni signed slowly grinning at Kari.
"We can't have her leavin here unsatisfied, JuneBug." Druig says lowly. Looking from Juni to Kari darkly.
Juni's smile matches his.
"Oh, shit." Makkari says.
"You know holding orgasms is against the rules." Juni commands. As she crawls into her lap and kicks the lube back to Druig.
Kari submits to Juni hands sliding across her umber brown back and leaning into her chest looking at her like a cat would it's owner when it wants something.
"Aww, your so cute when you beg, baby." Juni spoke coyly. Her hands caressed her shoulders as she took devoured Kari's lips with her own.
Makkari should have known not to try to trick her doms cause now she didn't know how many orgasms she'd be blessed with. It was a rule to not hold back orgasms they made that a rule centuries ago. And she forgot it, now it was her punishment. She was aroused & wondered how long she'd last. But that wasn't up to her.
Kari whined when Juni stopped kissing her, but smiled when she commanded her to lay down. Juni crawled over Kari and placed her pussy in her face.
Makkari hummed, then she gasped as she felt Druig enter her core and bottomed out.
Druig and Juni shared a grin then held on to eachother as they teased their third below them with their bodies.
Makkari continued to lick Juni, feeling her wetness on her tongue was something she missed.
She was being filled both ways in the most delicious ways possible right now. Kari could feel all the ripples of building climaxes, sliding of bodies, moans, groans. Her body felt like it was on fire with each wave of hers and their sensations.
Kari started to grab fistfuls of the blanket. She felt her body shake and she crashendo down from her orgasm finally.
Juni grabbed Druig's face and kissed him passionately then split from him as she felt Kari hit her climax and crawled off of her. Her cunt throbbing for more. But her release didn't get there before Kari's.
Druig pulled out panting as he watched Makkari succumb to the aftershocks. She would be asleep soon. His tip was dripping with cum as his head rolled back.
He rummaged in Juni's bag and took gulps from a water bottle and threw it back in there. His eyes were still blown out with lust, he gestured to Juni. Making grabby hands at her, she grinned.
"Ya sure?" Juni asked laying next to him.
"it wouldn't be worship if i didnt cum in you too Junebug." he whispered. Juni smiled goofily and slid onto him. Both of them moaned.
Druig slid his hands around Juni's middle and squeezed her umber brown flesh softly. She placed her hands on his arms and rolled. Felling all of him in her. A moan escaped her lips. She looked down at him under her. She didn't have any jesting left so she gave him what they both wanted, one last release. Juni started slow then worked herself up to a pattern that was pleasing to her.
Druig watched her face contort as she moved above him. He could feel her hips move like waves and damn it felt good against his hands. He squeezed his hands into her. Juni mewled, she was enjoying herself. So was he. He knew she'd keep this pace. Savoring the feelings of her cunt sliding up and down dick as she rode him to her final one.
Juni's lips lazily devoured his in the middle of a moan. Druig kissed her back languidly. Moaning into her mouth, fuck he was close. He could feel it. Her eyes started to shut and her movements started to slow she was close too.
Juni gasped loudly as she came for the final time and she collapsed on top of him then she felt him cum soon after. They stayed connected till her shocks stopped, and till she caught her breath, then Juni rolled to his side once more.
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All three of the lovers were breathing heavily on the stone floor. After all three of them came and took care of the other. They all laid together cuddled close. Arms caressing lovingly over the others bodies and loving lazy kisses placed here and there.
"Great, idea Kari." Juni signs slowly.
"Who are ya talkin to?" Druig says curiously.
Juni lifts her head over Druig's shoulder. Makkari is asleep already. Juni and Druig share a laugh.
"That was fun…" Druig mumbled. Juni nodded. And soon the two joined Makkari their snores adding to the crickets outside.
And that's the tale of three old god's fuckin in a temple dedicated to them.
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Treacherous (15)
Relationship: Druig x Reader Warnings: angst, such angst, bc of course Summary: Soulmate!AU - Soulmate tattoos are incredibly rare but you’ve never felt really proud to have one. Everyone else around you gushed over it while you found the whole thing ominous and a little inconvenient. Truthfully, you were never really convinced you’d find your other half… That is until a random camping trip leads you to a quaint village run by a dark and brooding man who just so happens to be your soulmate. Stuck in the forest with nothing else to lose, you agree to join his world, his little village, and see if there’s actually love behind the markings. A/N: I promise I will have other content to publish on this blog lmao this blog is not strictly dedicated to updating this fic I've just had another patch of writers block but what's new!
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The trip up to the apartment had felt nonexistent, much like your arrival back to New York. But you knew for a fact this time you weren’t under any spell. You were just in a bit of shock and your mind was going a million miles a second as your parents flooded you with kind words and questions.
The questions barely registered. All you heard was a swirl of: "Where have you been?" "Are you hurt?" "Why aren’t you saying anything?" "Did someone take you? Your dear boyfriend Eric has been saying…" 
What could you say? How could you begin to explain? In retrospect, the entire situation sounded completely unbelievable.
Everything mostly flowed from one ear out the next. It wasn’t until you were standing in the apartment kitchen, fiddling with the hem of your dress, did a question actually provoked a response from you.
"And where did you get that dress?" Your mother asked. It had felt like a silly question at first but you realized you probably just missed her going through the rest of her spiel. Your father turned to you, greatly curious as well. 
"It was… It was made," you explained, "for me." Your throat felt rough but you were glad to get out some kind of words. Baby steps, really. Soon you’d be spilling your guts. Although — you weren’t sure how safe that would be.
"It was…made for you?" Your mother repeated. Her eyes wandered over your appearance for probably the millionth time before she slowly nodded. "Oh… Okay, alright, got it." When she seemingly came to terms with this information, she slowly crossed the kitchen and engulfed you in another hug. She held on tight, desperately. "I’m so relieved to see you again. I’m — We’re — Everything is so happy you’re safe and here with us. You’re home. Finally."
You let yourself sink into your mother’s hold. Your father also approached, indicated by a hand suddenly patting you on the back. You heard some sniffles coming from them both. Guilt washed over you at the realization of what you had done. 
They didn’t know. You had to tell them. But how? How could you possibly sit here and explain your soulmate wasn’t some lawyer or doctor or whatever. He wasn’t living in a penthouse in the city or a mansion on the coast. He came from a group of immortals and had created his own sanctuary which he, in turn, wanted to share with you.
It was truly funny to think that just not too long ago, you had craved this reunion. Now, it only made everything more complicated.
"We, um," your mother sighed as she broke the hug and put some distance between you two, "are you able to tell us what happened? We should probably get you to the police station when you’re ready—,"
"The police?" You asked, dazed. They had gone to the police? You felt stupid now, of course, they would go to the police. You had…vanished, in a forest, no less. What else were they going to do?
Your mother nodded, looking concerned by your brief confusion. "We filed a report not long after you were supposed to be home. And then when you didn’t even arrive home with Eric, we knew something was…" Your mother let out another sniffle, her eyes watering instantly. "The police were having a hard time getting anywhere with the case. You weren’t exactly in the most reachable area of the world." She shook her head, regretfully. "I don’t think they tried, not really… But, I will say, your boyfriend was so helpful."
Your eyes grew wide and your heart sank at the second, kind mention of your…boyfriend. You didn’t even like saying the word in your head nor did you like the look in your mother’s eyes at the mention of him. 
"Wh—What about him?" You glanced over at your father, who had now left your side to lean against the counter across from you, and found he too seemed pleased about your boyfriend. 
"Well," your mother began, "when he returned he seemed a little…out of it, I guess, like he couldn’t remember New York or where he had been. What was even weirder is that he came here, to the apartment, first." She let out a little laugh, apparently wanting to take her sweet time explaining. You waited, silently egging her to continue. "We actually had to call his family, but, um… Anyways, when he returned, he kept mentioning a man, but he couldn’t give any details. He just remembers seeing a man and you." 
Your mother took a deep breath like she was preparing herself for a question she didn’t what to know the answer to. Meanwhile, your pulse was racing beyond belief.   She continued, asking softly, "Did a man take you, honey? Did… Did something like that happen?"
You didn’t know what to do, you didn’t know what to say. Your eyes were now watering, your head was pounding, and your heart was an unbearable weight to carry. You wanted to kick, scream, spill everything at that moment. But all that came out was a loud, frustrated cry. 
***
Everything continued to feel like a blur as next thing you knew, you were being escorted to an interrogation room in your local police precinct after your parents spoke with a few officers. Many of the officers appeared to barely bat an eye at your appearance despite your mother’s claims that she had reported your disappearance. But you started to understand their position when you passed a bulletin filled with missing posters. You felt like you were barely a blink on their radar. 
Besides, you hadn’t been missing. At least, not in the traditional sense. You certainly weren’t kidnapped either…right?
As you entered the interrogation room, the officer who had led you instructed you to have a seat and that was that. They shut the door, leaving you to your own devices for the time being. With the fan fair quite absent, you assumed they had to actually figure out who you were regardless of your mother practically reciting your police report to them from memory. 
Cautiously, you went to take a seat at one of the two chairs present, both situated around a rectangular table. But before you could sit, you caught your reflection in a mirror situated on one of the walls. Your appearance made your heart sink. 
You were still fitted in the days-old dress, now tattered and faded, a product of the disasters you had faced in such a short amount of time. Your hair was just as uncomfortable to look at, frizzy and unkempt. Your skin has light scraps on certain areas and you had a tough time recounting their origins. 
You didn’t know what you looked like but it sure wasn’t someone you recognized. Something in you had visibly grown, matured, and yet you had never felt more unsure of yourself. You didn’t like the feelings growing in you. You didn’t like feeling helpless. You didn’t like feeling lost. You especially didn’t like how that village suddenly felt more like home than your actual home. 
Before you could drown in your confusion and self-pity, the interrogation room door swung open and you were greeted by a female detective with kind eyes and a soft smile. Her eyes reminded you of someone you met briefly…but you had to shake off those thoughts immediately. 
The detective read off your full name from a thin file as she shut the door behind her. She then introduced herself but everything went in one ear and out the other. You gave her a short nod before finally taking your seat at the table. She took the other, moving carefully like you were a wild animal, seconds away from snapping. 
"Hi," the detective began, still wearing her comforting smile, "how are you doing?"
What a loaded question. You shifted in your seat, irritated. "Alright," you replied, short and sweet. 
The detective didn’t appear too surprised by your curt answer. She nodded, satisfied with your response, like you had replied with incredible enthusiasm, and opened the file. You couldn’t make out much besides what looked to be some random notes, a report, and your headshot from your old company employee badge. You were surprised to see they had even kept that photo of you after they tossed you out. 
"Would you like to give your side of what happened or should I begin with what we have here?"
What was she expecting you to say? And what on Earth could they possibly know? What had your boyfriend said?
"Wh-What’s in the file?" You asked softly. Maybe you could work with what they had. You didn’t know what giving up the truth would do. Chances of anyone, especially the police, accepting your story as truth were probably slim anyways.
The detective averted her gaze to the file and cleared her throat before telling your story like it was some tale. 
"On a sunny Tuesday afternoon, you and your boyfriend departed with two other sets of couples for an intense camping trip in the Amazon, partially funded by your local church and booked through a touring agency. Odd choice for vacation if I had to say so myself but, hey, we all have our things, right?" 
The detective looked at you as if gauging your reaction but you were still frozen, waiting. She continued, "Almost four days later, the two couples returned to the States. You and your boyfriend did not, as I presume you know. The couples, in an understandable panic, alerted your parents you are missing. Your parents, accompanied by your boyfriend’s family and the other couples from the trip, filed missing person reports, but right off the bat it was a challenging case." The detective shifted in her seat. "We deal with a lot at this precinct but young adults missing in the rainforest is not something we see every day. We got off to a slow start but we are very happy to see you were able to bring yourself home. That’s courageous, admirable. We are going to need to hear all about it when you’re ready, okay?"
Your stomach turned into vicious knots. You shook your head. "Escaped? I… I didn’t…"
The detective sent you a sympathetic look before moving along. "A bit into our investigation, we were notified that your boyfriend, Eric, had returned to New York. He and his parents came in for questioning and to provide statements. According to your boyfriend, you two had a fight shortly after you arrived at your campsite. You stormed off but he stayed behind, claiming he wanted to give you time to cool down. But then you failed to return that night. From our understanding, you are not a seasoned camper, correct?"
You shook your head again. The detective sighed.
"Your boyfriend and the couples started searching for you but said they were worried about getting lost in the first themselves. They claimed they had followed a designated path to their campsite and weren’t familiar with the surroundings. You weren’t familiar with them either, were you?"
"No," you replied. 
"We, um, can’t understand then why you would opt to walk in the direction of the forest."
You couldn’t believe you were just on the edge of explaining everything, of spilling it all out into the open. 
Trying to hold back, you responded with, "It just felt right."
"Felt…right?" The detective frowned. You nodded in confirmation. 
Despite being clearly unsettled by your answer, she continued reading from the file. "According to one of the couples, Eric was convinced he was getting closer to where you could possibly be. The couples didn’t understand this and tried reasoning with him, claiming they begged him to return home with them soon, but he refused. He said he didn’t want to go anywhere without you." She sighed. "Shortly after this, he too was gone."
The detective then produced another file, one you hadn’t seen immediately due to its thinness, but it had been nestled just beneath yours. When she opened it, the headshot photo of your boyfriend made your heart drop.
"Your boyfriend didn’t have much of a statement to give when he returned," the detective explained. "Unfortunately, he appeared to be suffering from some kind of memory loss. Doctors attributed it to potentially hitting his head at some point during the camping trip and all he could give us, according to this file, is that he remembered seeing you in some town with a man he didn’t recognize." The detective scanned the statement. "He also, apparently, couldn’t describe the man to us but the officer on shift that day underlined that part of the statement. He seemed pretty insistent there had been a man."
A man. They just kept unknowingly referring to him, to your soulmate, as if he was some guy out there who had done God knows what to you. They spoke of him as a mythical being, partially rightfully so, but they also regarded him like he had been nefarious. 
At each thought of your soulmate, the tattoo on your wrist itched and stung, so much so that you eventually had to try scratching it to calm down. This, unsurprisingly, drew the detective’s attention to your wrist. It was like fate was desperate to out you, forcing you to reveal all that you held within. The detective’s eyes widened as she realized what was on your skin. Her composure and professionalism almost seemed to collapse. 
"You’re…one of those?"
You scoffed. "One of those?"
The detective chuckled and shook her head in apology. "Forgive me, despite working with the public, I’ve only come across someone with a soulmate tattoo maybe a handful of times. Must’ve been nerve-wracking being apart from your boyfriend like that. His determination is heartwarming."
That comment, regardless of how innocent it was, was enough to push you over the edge. A fire erupted in your chest. You had never come across someone who had openly assumed your boyfriend and soulmate were one and the same. It was a reasonable assumption to make, which you probably would’ve understood better if you were in a better headspace, but something about it burned to hear.
"My boyfriend isn’t my soulmate," you finally snapped. 
The detective’s shock took on a whole new form at your statement. "Oh — I… Your boyfriend isn’t…" She rifled through the files, probably looking for something to backtrack with. "I’m sorry, I didn’t know that, I had just assumed… Oh. I don’t see any notes about a tattoo on him." She looked back up at you, regretfully. "I’m so sorry about that. We should, um, get back on track if that’s alright with you."
She was so on track and didn’t even know it. "Sure," you muttered. 
"Very well," the detective said and shuffled her papers again. "Now, I want to get more information on this man your boyfriend mentioned. Was his account correct? Were you…with a man?"
"Yes," you answered, hesitantly. 
The detective made a quick note before saying, "I want you to remember that you’re safe now, okay? You’re far away from him and whatever you say will do nothing but help us and yourself." She looked up from the papers and waited. When you didn’t answer, she asked, "Did this man kidnap you?"
You shook your head insistently. You swore your neck was gonna snap from all of this. Of course, they didn’t know your situation, they could only make assumptions based on their previous experience with missing persons, but why did they have to jump to such conclusions so quickly? The urge to set it all straight scratched at your skin. 
"No, absolutely not," you said. "He didn’t kidnap me. He…" The words were there, right on the tip of your tongue. You could taste them, taste that sweet admission. The kindest, grandest words someone in your position could ever say to another. 
The detective frowned. "He what?" Her pen hovered over the paper, ready to write down anything. You weighed your situation mentally. Once it was said, there was no taking it back. Everyone would possibly know. Your mother, your father, your boyfriend — or whatever he would be anymore… 
"The man…" You took a deep breath. "The man I was with is my soulmate."
You couldn’t look away from the detective as you watched her process the information. She placed her pen back on the table, no longer ready and eager to eat up what you had to offer. If she was anything, it was frozen. Emotionless, even. You had gone beyond catching her off guard. 
This entire "case" or whatever they considered it went up in flames because it no longer was anything. It was a kidnapping. It wasn’t a missing person’s report. It was really just the strangest soulmate story of all time. 
The irritation in your wrist’s skin subsided as the admission settled in the private room. 
At least, you hoped it was private. You glanced over at the "mirror" in the room. You weren’t stupid but you still prayed no one had decided to listen in.
"You weren’t kidnapped?" The detective asked again. 
You sighed and shook your head. 
"How… How did you know where to find him?"
Great question. You glanced down at your wrist. You felt the bond twitch.
"I didn’t," you admitted. "At least, not consciously. I… I didn’t go on the trip because I wanted to see my soulmate. I never would’ve thought I’d find him in the middle of the rainforest but once I got there… I don’t know." You shrugged. "I just felt something. Something irritated me. I had a short temper and an urge to get away. When my boyfriend and I had our fight, walking away felt right at first, then it was scary, and then… Well, then everything fell into place." Your mind flashed with vivid, exclaiming memories of the village. You had been so scared, so paranoid of everything when you arrived, but it was all sure captivating. 
The detective finally broke out of her gaze of wonderment. She looked away, down promptly at her files and forgotten pen. She appeared almost overwhelmed. You nearly scoffed at that.
"Why…" The detective paused to clear her throat. "Why don’t we take a break, okay? Get out of this stuffy room for a bit, grab some water. Would that be alright?"
The detective spoke with such a genuine tone you could tell it was maybe more for her than it was for you — but you certainly weren’t going to turn it down. This room absolutely did suck and you hated catching your appearance in the mirror every now and then. 
"Sure, that’d be nice," you said, standing from your chair. The detective also stood and you allowed her to take the lead as you approached the door. The turning of the knob felt almost terrifying to witness. You had bunkered down in this room, with this stranger, revealing anything and everything related to your…situation. Opening that door broke that seal you two had created on this cardboard box of a room. 
You couldn’t tell if the detective felt the same but she sure did let out a dramatic sigh as she opened the door of the interrogation room. 
You weren’t even halfway out of the room before you heard a man call your name. You, unfortunately, recognized that voice. 
You whipped your head around, understanding your fate as you came face-to-face with your boyfriend — your enraged boyfriend. 
You couldn’t even get a syllable out before he viciously asked, "That man was your soulmate?"
"I—Well—,"
"We thought you were kidnapped but you had just run off with your soulmate!" 
With every word, he got closer and angrier. You, and apparently the female detective, were stunned, absolutely frozen in place, as you took in his justifiable rage. But even though it may have been understandable, you didn’t know how to respond. 
"I… I didn’t—,"
"You didn’t?" Eric snapped. "You didn’t?"
He was nearly fully in your space now and, thankfully, the detective with you could pull herself out of her own shock. 
"That’s enough," she said and began pulling your boyfriend away. He barely complied and let her lead him to an abandoned room. But he never took his eyes off you. His piercing, dagger eyes stayed on you as you stood helplessly in the hallway of the police station. 
A reunion you had actually wanted not too long ago suddenly was everything but a dream. 
And the worst of it was, you couldn’t blame him. You couldn’t blame his reaction at all. 
Maybe you had run off in some weird, twisted way of fate. Maybe it was always in the cards. 
You just didn’t understand how a bond that should’ve been everything to you could turn out like this.
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