#Thena notices right away that he's gone

[softquietsteadylove]

Proposal AU

Thena takes care of a very exhausted Gil!

Something sweet and soft 🤭

Gil groaned, trying to turn his face away from the light.

"It's almost over."

He blinked, finding his nose buried in a head of blonde brighter than sunshine. He could have just nestled in further, which was damn tempting of course. But he groaned, adjusting in the...hammock?

"You know, you're actually quite lucky," Thena continued in a whisper. Her fingers ran through his hair. "Had I not joined you here, I'm sure your mother or sisters would have no trouble awakening you for what is actually our own party. But with me in here as well, everyone thinks we're too wrapped up in pre-marital snuggling to bother you."

"You're doing an awful lot of talking for someone determined to let me sleep."

She gave his cheek a poke. "I know very well you're awake. You stopped snoring."

"I do not snore," he grumbled, moving his head so she could pull away and look at him. He pouted.

"You snore a little," she broke it to him gently at least, poking his lip back into place. "But I'll forgive you because you're so exhausted."

He yawned completely reflexively, but he at least pressed it into the shoulder of her cardigan. "How long?"

"A couple of hours."

That scared him. He jolted, not that it did much in their hanging basket arrangement. "No."

Thena nodded, though, confirming the statement that had sent fear shooting through him. "Just over two hours, assuming I found you relatively close to when you fell asleep."

"Thena, no," he groaned again, attempting to drown himself in the fabric suspending them off the ground. "No, no, no--my mom worked her ass off for this party, I can't have been asleep for that long."

"Sh," Thena hushed him from those soft lips again. She was being awfully tender with him. "I told her that I was the one who lulled you into sleep. If anyone is to blame, it's me."

He whimpered, though. "I'm a bad son."

"On the contrary," she had the nerve to laugh at him when he was upset. "You are the son who cooked every morsel of food at this party. If you happened to spend most of it in a hammock with your own fiance, I can't imagine she would have anything to say about it."

Well, she had a point. He did cook all of the food. And Ajak was always telling him to try and relax - with Thena - more. He sighed again, unfolding his arms from around himself and resting one over the curve of Thena's waist. "Guess I can't argue with that."

"You haven't missed much," she informed him. "Ajak announced how pleased she was for us."

Gil snorted, pulling Thena closer to him as a breeze rocked the hammock faintly. "That wasn't what she said when I first told her. Nearly took my ear off demanding to know why I hadn't said anything until now."

"You have a lovely family, Gil."

He opened his eyes again to look at the woman in the hammock with him. Some of their relatives had arrived early for this party. They were distant, some more family friends than anything. But it was certainly an escalation to their little lie. They were having to do couple-y things more often. A 'love you' here, a 'missed you' there. A brush of his hand over her shoulder--that kind of thing. He smiled, "are you actually in here avoiding them?"

Thena didn't deny it, which was basically a confirmation. She slid her hands up his chest and nestled her head closer again, approaching a position to tuck it under his chin. "Your mother knows a staggering number of people."

Gil chuckled, tucking her against him so she wouldn't have to close the gap herself. She happily accepted his invitation, practically settling into him like a cat in a sunbeam. "Sorry I left you to handle them all yourself."

"I gave up rather quickly," she lamented. "Said I had to find you to ask you something for the wedding. It worked to help me avoid anyone for nigh on half an hour."

"We're both bad hosts."

"Indeed," Thena agreed, not seeming all that upset about it. She sighed, her hot breath hitting his throat. "I'll apologise to your mother later."

"I'm pretty sure you can do no wrong in her eyes," he assured her. He had just had a pretty solid nap, but it was way too comfortable to continue lying there with Thena to even think about trying to roll out of the swaying hammock. "You'll be her first daughter-in-law. To her only son, no less. An eldest son I'm pretty sure she was getting worried wouldn't be settling down at all."

"Hm."

"Hey," he called to her before she could slide down that slippery slope of regret. He rubbed small circles in her back, "don't worry about it."

She didn't say anything else, but one of her hands slipped around his side and to his back, clutching a fistful of his shirt. She pressed her face into his shoulder.

He sighed, ready to settle into sleep again, feeling the familiar position of Thena cuddled up to him. He was nearly there when he heard a grating voice getting closer and closer.

"Yoohoo!--lovebirds?"

Gil kept his eyes closed, not in the mood for his showboat cousin who probably wanted to make some dramatic speech about them or drag him up in front of everyone.

"Gil, mom's lookin' for you!"

Thena stirred but he cradled the back of her head with his hand and held the small of her back. "It's a trap."

She puffed out some air at his joke before whispering, "diabolical."

"Very," he whispered back, eyes still closed.

"Here they-oh!"

Gil resisted the urge to tell his brother - in every way that mattered - to fuck off and not wake his fiance. He held Thena firmly, determined to appear asleep.

"It's so sweet!"

"Let them rest, you two--Makkari, put the stick down!"

His youngest sister was no doubt about to poke him in the face with it. His sweet and elegant mother had raised a bunch of animals.

He only cracked his eyes open when he heard them padding away, complaining why he got to skip out on the party duties, like entertaining guests and cleaning up as things started coming to a close.

"We can't sleep in here all night, you know."

"Why not?" he grinned, immediately pulled back into the little world that was the high sides of the hammock bending around his weight. "It's comfy."

"I would hardly call this lumbar support," she argued, although he was pretty sure she wasn't that far from dozing off herself. "And what if it rains?"

"We're in the trees, it's fine," he laughed. They weren't exactly in the depths of the wooded area surrounding the house, but they were away from everything else enough that they weren't the easiest to find in here.

"Gil," she scolded, but made no attempt to get up, or even separate herself from him.

"Mom wouldn't let that happen," he reassured, although it made her go quiet again. "Fine, just a few more minutes."

"Five, not a second more."

"Deal," he smiled. She sounded like she did when they were at work. It felt so far away, they'd been here so long. Not that they didn't deserve the break. And Thena had even more paid time off than he did. He was pretty sure she never took a day off.

Unless she was sick. In which case he would rush home from work and cook up his most healing chicken soup and noodles for her.

Thena didn't stir as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. If anything, she nestled closer to him, "five minutes."

"Five minutes," he repeated, moving his lips down her cheek, closer to her lips. He didn't close the distance quite yet, but Thena didn't pull herself away either. And he didn't need the next five minutes to make his decision.

It was chaste, just the barest brushing of lips against lips. It was like a peck. Thena didn't make any sudden moves or any sounds at all. Only she could lie perfectly still and straight postured in a hammock. "Was that your attempt at bartering?"

He grinned, their heads still too close to really see each other, breath mixing and lips twitching to meet again. "Depends if it worked."

"No."

"Fine," he conceded, moving his hands to her cheeks. He gave her another little peck before she tucked herself into the crook of his neck again. This was just another couple-y thing to add to the list, apparently. Not that he minded.

#Thenamesh Proposal AU #always love coming back to this one #poor Gil #he's a hard working boi #he cooks and prepares all the food #he sets out appetizers and mini sandwiches and desserts and fancy cut fruit #then he makes it maybe ten minutes into people arriving #he says hi to everyone thanks them for coming #accepts their well wishes about his wedding to his beautiful fiance #which he agrees with #then he slithers off and falls into the hammock #a few minutes he thinks to himself #and he's out like a light #Thena notices right away that he's gone #she asks everyone who comes up to her if they've seen Gil #great excuse not to have to talk to anyone about anything #then she sees the hammock in the treeline #weighed down with a considerable body of mass in it #she knows it right away #she goes over and he looks so cute and restful that she doesn't want to wake him #she doesn't tell him that at first she's too shy to just jump in #she's worried about landing weird #but eventually she moves to the other side and lets herself fall in #like when scuba divers fall off the edge of a boat backwards #and Gil instantly rolls over to face her #as well as he can in a hammock #Thena is like Gil we have to go to bed and also I am going to tell your mother the truth #hes' like okay honey let's--WHAT?!!

[moon-child-goddess]

When we say goodbye Pt 1

Pairings:  Druig X LightBender!Eternal!Reader (Fem) 

Summary: Druig and readers time together before he leaves the group. The beginning of her descent into darkness. 

Warnings: MCU Violence, Blood, Fighting, I used Fem pronouns, some fluff and angst. Time Jumps

Author's note: I watched Saltburn and then Eternals, got an Idea so here we are my first ever thingy thing. This is part one. I got carried away…. I hope you all enjoy it! 

Part Two Part Three

Intricate gold patterns trailed up Y/Ns arms as she used the sunlight around her to create a massive hawk. It took off, sinking its glowing talons into the deviant’s eyes. The creature let out a strangled shriek before biting the bird. The golden creature dissolved in its jaws. Y/N pulled more light together, throwing it at the ugly monster. The ground rumbled under her feet as it fell over.  It held the force of a mini earthquake. She used all the strength in her legs to keep from toppling over. Usually, Y/N had to have help from Thena or one of the other Eternals help her take the deviants down. She could wound them but hardly ever executed. 

A deviant that was hidden in the tree line focused on the Y/H/C-haired girl. She stood over its friend, a  wide victorious smile on her face. And did a small dance, proud of herself. It huffed out before taking off toward her. The creature now behind Y/N raised a clawed hand, slashing it through the air with the force of hurricane winds. An ear-splitting scream passed her lips while the deviant’s razor-sharp nails ripped through her flesh. Cutting right through her like a perfectly done steak. A searing heat of pain ran through her body. 

"Y/N!" Druig cried out. Within a heartbeat, he took off running to her. Leaving Kingo and Thena to fend for themselves. He knew they were more than capable of handling their situation.  After all, Thena could take three deviants down in the blink of an eye. 

Gilgamesh neutralized the deviant attacking the girl, effectively preventing it from killing Y/N. More deviants came out of the trees to defend their fallen, pulling him back to Thenas side. There were more of the creatures in this area than anywhere the group had been before. They were multiplying like bunnies in the spring.  

Druig knelt in Y/N's blood as it soaked in to the forest's floor and carefully pulled her head to his lap. His eyes flitted over the crimson wounds, muttering a sorry when a whimper escaped her. Through the blurry haze of pain, she could make out a deviant coming toward the two of them. No one besides Y/N seemed to notice the thing. Without another thought, she used the small patch of sunlight by her fingers directing the stream of light to blind the monster. Cerci took care of the rest.

"Saved my ass again, my sunshine." He smiled that breathtaking smile, pushing her hair out of her face. Druig took a deep breath wiping any emotions he showed off his face. He didn't want to worry his friend. 

"I think we are even now," she spoke, inhaling sharp breaths with each word.

Ajak got down by the two, placing her hands on Y/N. A numb, tingling feeling ran through her. It felt like her limbs were waking up after sleeping on them wrong. Even with how many times Ajak has used her abilities on her, it was a sensation she would never get used to. Once Ajak was finished,  Y/N thanked her.  Honestly, the group would have been dead if Arishem hadn't given them Ajak.  

Y/N got up to her knees and faced the black-haired menace she called her best friend. She bit her lip, not finding the words she wanted to say. ‘Thank you…I love you.’ Instead, she hugged him.  Druig buried his face in her neck, inhaling in her smell overwhelmed his senses.  A reminder she was still there.

“You’re still here,” he murmured against her neck, causing chills to run down her spine.

“You would miss me if I was gone. Who would accidentally hurt Ikaris for you." Y/N joked, pulling away to look into his beautiful blue eyes.

"You don't even know." He responded. Ruffling her hair before helping her up. 

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Thena dodged at Y/N. They were training in a secluded  area of a beach. The girl side stepped out of the way effectively blocking the blonde warrior. Thena tried a right hook and Y/N used her arm to block the hit. That was the fourth time in a row. Which was a major improvement. 

“See I can fight” Y/N giggled as Thena threw another punch at her. 

“You have some things to work on, for your safety.”  Thena responded. She was doing this for Y/N, but Druig had begged her to help. He never asked for anything so she gladly complied. 

Y/N managed to hook her leg over Thena’s. Effectively pulling  her down on the sand. She straddled the warrior with a victory smile. Sounds of claps met her ears from a distance. Looking up it was Makkari cheering her on. Thena used the distraction to flip over and pin Y/N down. She wore the victory smirk now. 

“You cheated” 

“You lost focus.” Thena pulled her up.  

“Did you want me to kill you?” Y/N asked exasperated. 

“No, but let's go again. This time I won't go easy”  

“Easy?” That was outrageous.

 Y/N made the first move this round of sparing. Thena effortlessly dodged the attack knocking Y/N down. She glared up at the women, more determined to win. She got up and tried again only to be knocked on her ass once again. Grains of sand fell into her clothes, and stuck  to her sweat. Her hair was all over the place too she knew she had to have looked crazy. Her chest heaved as she began to catch her breath. 

Thena put an arm out to help her up but dropped her halfway up. The blonde woman smiled down at her. Y/N  heard a laugh this time. She knew that laugh like it was the air she needed to breathe. He must have made his way over with Makkari. Those two were attached at the hip lately. 

“Shut up Dru.”  she called out to her dark haired friend, and bit down on her lip. 

Thena helped Y/N back up and got her to her feet this time. Nodding at the girl to go again. There was a moment of hesitation before she lunged back at her screaming. This time she grazed Thena with her fingers, and escaped the movement the warrior made to grab her. There was at least 7 feet between them now. They both waited for the other to make a move. Thena started to go for Y/N’s right but swerved for the left taking the girl for surprise and once again putting her on the sandy floor. 

Y/N huffed out, defeated and done for the day. She covered her face with her aching arms. This hit was going to bruise. Druig laughed again. 

“Once again, shut up Dru.” He apologized but his tone was joking. She knew he was too amused to mean it.  

“You are doing well. In another week you will be able to defend yourself flawlessly.” She pulled Y/N back up to her feet. Signing to Makkari to join her in the city. 

Druig was distracted by the sweat glinting off Y/N’s body as she made her way to sit next to him. She dug her bare feet into the warm sand resting her head on her knees. He rubbed her back watching the ocean's waves roll on to the shore. 

“You are improving sunshine.” She grunted at his words. 

‘Lies’ she thought leaning in to him. Her body hurt all over. 

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Y/N ran through the crowded town square knocking into some people. She ignored the glares thrown her way, too focussed on finding her friend. She wanted to show him something exciting. He was going to love it. It thrilled her to know she was going to see that soft smile of his.  

“Druig!” Y/N yelled when his head of hair came into view.  As soon as he heard her voice, he dropped what was in his hands, looking for her.  A small smile fought its way onto his face as she ran towards him. She quickly closed the remaining distance between them before he could even step forward.                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                                               

"Yes, my sunshine?" His smile widened as he watched her bounce on the balls of her feet. Obviously excited about something. 

"Come with me. I want to show you something." Y/N grabbed his hand, lacing their fingers together. She whisked him off toward the forest. He didn't have the opportunity to say no. Not that he would have denied her anything. He would have walked across hot coals if she so much as asked.

They came to a halt in the middle of a clearing of varying purple colored flowers. Y/N stood, so she was right in front of him, stealing his attention. He used their joined hands to pull her closer. A sparkle crossed his eyes as he rested his forehead against hers. He glanced down at her soft lips. Their lips were a breath away from what they both wanted, but they were too stubborn to do anything. 

"Ok, close your eyes, no peeking." she bit down on the inside of her cheek, untangled their fingers, and took a step back. Druig frowned. And reached out to her. She shook her head.  

"I swear, Y/N,  if this is a trick. I will not talk to you ever again." That was a lie. Even if it wasn't, she would wear him down. She knew all the right buttons to push to get his attention. A soft musical laugh escaped her before she responded. He yearned to bottle that sound up for a cloudy day. 

"Dru, it's not. Now place your hands over your eyes, and no using your powers." He poked her in the side, straightening up before complying with her demands. It earned him another laugh. 

Druig could sense her tongue sticking out. Y/N had always done that when she was concentrating. He knew her better than he knew himself. He paid attention to every detail for centuries and stored them in his memory. Druig could read her like an open book. Sometimes he wondered if she knew all her little quirks. How she tousled her hair when she was stressed or when her nose twitched when she wanted to yell.

After a couple minutes, Druig's hands were tugged away from his face. He kept his eyes closed, waiting for her to be truly ready. Afraid to ruin her surprise. Y/N once again laced their fingers together. Druig squeezed her palms, rubbing his thumb across her soft skin.  He could stay like this forever, just the two of them. Although, he would prefer to actually see her. 

"Open." It felt like an eternity before he did as she asked. 

The scene in front of him was ethereal. Thousands of gold butterflies fluttered around them. Y/N watched as Druigs sapphire blue eyes followed the movements of her creations. There was a lone black one that flew past his face. It looked more like a moth than a butterfly. It landed on a rock before vanishing. 

Druig’s whole body was relaxed for the first time in a while. He stared at the spectacle in front of him in utter disbelief. With an extended finger, he coaxed a butterfly to land on it. It spread its wings out as he pulled it up closer to examine. There were delicate patterns on the wings. They looked like any regular butterfly, just dipped in liquid gold. 

Druig set the thing on Y/Ns nose and dragged the finger past her lips pulling at her bottom lip and rested on her chin. Her nose scrunched up as the insect walked across her cheek. An affectionate smile took over his face, and his eyes dilated. His finger lingered on her chin a second longer, watching as the butterfly disappeared.  

She had butterflies; anytime he touched her or simply looked her way. With that look, he reserved for her alone. It was softer than he ever looked at Makkari. Butterflies were there at the thought of him.

"How is this possible? You can usually only create one thing at a time."  Druig pulled them both down. He sat on the cold ground and her on his lap. He snaked an arm around her waist, holding her close. He rested his chin on her soft hair, keeping his gaze on the moment playing out before him. 

"I'm not sure I was playing around, and bam. Butterflies." Y/N paused, making an exploding gesture with her hands. She looked like a kid on their birthday, giddy.

“Not the most frightening thing. But hey, I did it."

"This is wonderful. My beautiful, beautiful sunshine." Y/N leaned her head on his shoulder, watching the glittering butterflies disappear with the sunset. Druig played with her hair absentmindedly, placing a soft kiss on her temple.

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Y/N stood in the forest with everyone listening to Ajak lecture Druig about controlling the humans. Thena began to twitch and mumble inaudible things next to her. Y/N truly thought it was another insult toward Druig, but she couldn't hear anything as Phastos began yelling. Thena  started to speak a little louder this time. 

“Thena?” Sersi said, turning to us looking concerned. “Are you ok?” 

“Everyone is going to die” Thenas eyes went a foggy white, and she summoned a polearm ready to attack. 

“Sersi!” Y/N cried out trying to get in front of her before Thena could attack. Makkari reacted instantly before the rest of the group knew what was happening, and pulled Sersi out of the warrior's way. Druig focused on Y/N’s cries. 

Chaos broke out instantly. The golden weapon managed to hit Phastos. Y/N tried to summon something but there was no light available to pull from. The darkness moved slightly casting shadowy lines on the ground, but she couldn't gain control of them.  Druig yanked her out of the way as Makkari took off with Thena.  

Before Druig could even try to stop her, she went running after them.She ran as fast as she could trying to have half the speed Makkari had. He called out to stop her, but she was too far gone, trying to protect those she cared about.  

Makkari was hurt on the forest floor. Thena waved her weapon around frantically, nicking the girl in front of her. Drawing blood. Y/N let out a hiss. Was it dumb to run after someone when she can't fight? Absolutely, but she wanted to protect her family.  Thena was about to make a fatal blow, but Ajak stopped it with her hand. She showed no emotion as she stared the warrior down.  It was chilling.

 Y/N used the distractions as her opportunity to get to her friend who was laying still. She put pressure on Makkari’s wound to slow the blood loss.Throwing her whole weight on it, which caused the girl under her to flinch. 

“It's ok. We will fix this.”  Y/N spoke, trying to keep calm while waiting for Ajak to come. Hoping Makkari would understand her. 

Druig knelt next to her putting his hands on top of A/N’s. A worried look flashing through him as he caught sight of the cut on her arm. Ajak was over in no time working on healing them. Gilgamesh stood by looking absolutely guilty for what he had done to Thena. 

Druig pulled Y/N to a river washing her hands in the cool water. It was slowly grounding the girl back to reality. He murmured gentle affirmations to her as he scrubbed at her skin. 

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Once again, Druig and Ajak were arguing about the humans. They were all in the confines of a pyramid now. Ikaris involved himself always acting as if he was the one incharge. He threatened Druig. They frequently fought about something stupid and made empty threats. Normally Y/N would defend him. But she was overwhelmed with the dry blood that remained under her nails and Thena laying in front of her. Y/N had found it easy to tune them out through the centuries, turning them into background noise. Her second favorite person was hurting, and she couldn't fix it. This wasn't fair, she thought. Ajak couldn't even truly fix it. Her powers had limits, just like the rest of the group.

Intense words continued to be traded amongst the group. A malicious tone was hidden behind every spoken thought.  Ajak stayed calm; she was the only one with a level head. Y/N stood stark still in a corner, keeping quiet. She tried to become one with the wall behind her. Her eyes were glued to the colorful walls, begging internally for them to calm down and stop. 

Eventually,  a stark silence took over the room. Cries of the innocent outside seemed to disappear through the walls. Y/N glanced up,  examining the small space. Druig was rushing out. No one moved from their place to stop him. They just watched. 

Y/N began to hyperventilate; the air was thinning out. Dru wasn't going to say goodbye? Was our friendship a lie? Did he only put up with me for entertainment?  Poisonous thoughts raced through her head. Her feet had their own mind and made her take off after him.

"Druig!" Y/N Shouted, bolting down the stairs. She wanted to beg him to stop… to come back and say it was all a sick joke. She yearned for him to tell her he would never leave her behind. 

‘Stay with me, please.’ She begged him subconsciously.  Her thoughts were so loud that she was half convinced he could hear them when he flinched. Y/N knew it was selfish, but she needed him

A choked sob escaped her as her feet hit the flat ground. It felt as if her heart was making its way to her throat. The thing beat rapidly against her ribs like a stampede of gazelles being chased as prey. It was almost painful.

"Dru, please." He didn't respond, only walked at a faster pace. Y/N yelled out again. One last desperate attempt to get his attention. 

This time, he stopped surrounded by the people under his control. Y/N blinked back the tears, threatening to fall. She placed a hand over her mouth, smothering a sob. Druig’s hands clenched into tight fists. He watched the people in front of him, all unmoving not even a blink. 

 "Please- Please don't leave me."  Y/N’s voice cracked. Deep inside her soul, she knew this was goodbye. He turned to face her, eyes dilated. Instead of sapphire blue, she was met with black pools of obsidian. She stepped forward. The people were already on the defense with her movements towards the Eternal. Druig stopped them immediately she was no threat, and no harm would come to her at his hand. 

"My beautiful, beautiful sunshine. I have to go. Arishems plan is not for me.” Druig cautiously wiped away a stray tear from her cheek. He never wanted to be the reason for those tears, but this was what was best for her. She would regret leaving with him, and he couldn't ask her to leave the people she loved so much. Y/N closed her eyes. Tipping her head up to the starry sky, she let out a depleted laugh. 

“You are going to do wonderful things." He mumbled. Before he could stop it, he pulled her in for a hug. Druig held on tighter than usual. She wrapped herself around his frame, taking in the comfort of his hold. He buried his face in her neck. They fit together perfectly. As if they were sculpted for each other. They were two pieces of a puzzle meant to be lost. He pulled away slowly and tucked loose strands of Y/N's hair behind her ears. Then placed a gentle kiss on the tip of her nose before resting his forehead against hers.

"Please." she choked on her tears, reaching out to cup his face. She held on to him like one would hold an injured bird. Druigs eyes flashed through emotions before going blank.  Oh how he wanted to be selfish, but he couldn't ask her to leave. He wiped away another tear, yearning to stop her pain. Their lips were mere inches apart. He could take the one thing he's wanted since he met her on that ship.  But he couldn't do that to her. He was a selfish man, just not when it came to her. 

"You need them, and they need you." He took a step back and locked his jaw. It took everything in his soul to not reach out and grab her. He forced himself to walk away. 

"No." She whispered as she watched him retreat through the flaming city. Her heart shattered with each step he took with his new followers. A darkness began to fill in the cracks.

"I-I need you." she whispered to the air once he was gone.  

#druig x reader #druig imagine #eternals imagine #eternals x reader #marvel imagine

[lovelyfanatical]

I Get a Sugar Rush Whenever I’m With You - Chapter 3.3

Good evening Drukkari fans, or whatever time it is for you! I'm back slightly sooner than expected with the final installment of Chapter 3! If you missed the last one, you can find it here, or you can go back to the beginning here. I'm also on AO3, where I post longer installments. We're coming to the end of bread week, which has not been kind to our competitors. Who will leave the competition this week? Find out now, in the next mini-chapter of Drukkari in the Great British Bake Off!

While the evening had been a nice reprieve, the stress of bread week resumed the following morning. The collective anxiety must’ve been evident, as before the shuttle arrived, Gilgamesh gathered everyone around to wish them good luck. Druig was both surprised and touched, though he was immediately distracted by Makkari tapping his arm subtly but firmly. He followed her gaze to see Thena looking at Gil with a small smile gracing her lips. As she looked away, Makkari quickly averted her eyes, and Druig followed suit. She couldn’t hide her grin, though, and Druig couldn’t resist gently bumping her with his shoulder, which only made her smile wider.

He tried to hang onto that feeling as the challenge started, but soon enough, his focus was pulled to his bread dough, which was feeling a bit stickier than usual. As he kneaded it, he ended up slamming it rather loudly against the table, prompting quite a few glances back from his fellow competitors. Even Makkari had noticed, having been alerted by Kingo, but she merely crooked an eyebrow at him. In response, he shrugged and signed, Dough was too sticky. Didn’t mean to make so much noise. Her head fell back in a silent laugh.

Luckily, the extra sticky dough didn’t seem to be a problem. When he took his loaves out of the oven, the Aztec-inspired scoring had turned out perfectly. They hadn’t even lost definition as they rose, which did not go unnoticed by Arishem. Despite his earlier doubts, he was feeling cautiously optimistic about his place in the competition.

Sadly, Makkari’s judging hadn’t gone quite as well. While her technique was pretty sound – nothing was underproved or overbaked today – they’d found her scoring designs a bit simplistic. She was all too quiet afterward as they sat and awaited the final results, though her knee was bouncing up and down like a jackhammer, not unlike that first day when they were listening to Darcy explain the rules. Druig poked her to get her attention, at which point she sheepishly signed, Sorry, nervous habit.

I get it, he replied, but I don’t think you’re going home this week.

I don’t know, between this week and last…

You may not have gotten Star Baker yet, but you’re too solid to be at the bottom.

She gave him a questioning look as she asked, How are you so sure of my abilities?

Druig thought it over for a minute before he signed, Because you’re clearly a better baker than me, and I did alright this week.

This earned him a sharp elbow to the ribs. Hey, what was that for? I was being nice.

Stop selling yourself short! Makkari signed vehemently. I’ll take the compliments, but you’re a good baker too, and you did great today. You don’t need to belittle yourself to make me feel better.

Her sudden outburst had caught Druig by surprise, but it didn’t take him long to recover. Okay, I did have a good day. But I’m generally more hit-or-miss than you are, and the judges know that. That’s why I think you’re staying.

She softened a bit at this. After eyeing him for another minute, she signed, Thank you, Druig.

Anytime, Makkari.

-

Druig always felt a bit awkward right before final announcements. They were all seated in a row with several cameras pointed at them, just waiting for the judges to return. This time, at least, he was next to Makkari, but her knee was going again. They’d been instructed to sit still, and poking her again would probably draw too much attention. Instead, he did the next thing he could think of and took her hand, which had been gripping the edge of her stool, in his own. Her leg stilled, and for one stomach-dropping moment, he wasn’t sure if he’d made the right move. But then she squeezed his hand back and released a deep breath. She didn’t move away even as the judges finally came back.

They listened as the hosts announced Star Baker, which went to Gilgamesh in his second win. After a quick round of applause, Makkari’s hand was back in Druig’s, and her grip only tightened as they listened to the hosts announce who’d be eliminated. Unsurprisingly, it was not Makkari, despite her earlier doubts. Instead, it was Karun. Sadly, he hadn’t been able to fully recover after the technical. While she was relieved to be staying, Makkari was still gutted to be losing another member of the dinner party, and Druig was saddened as well.

While their group-within-the-group members were the first to go to him after the announcement, it seemed practically everyone was heartbroken about Karun’s elimination. That included the rest of the competitors, the judges, the hosts, and even the crew. As each came up to him to say goodbye, he tearfully said, “It’s been a great honor. I will miss all of you.” The feeling was undeniably mutual.

-

Druig and Makkari rode the train home together once again, though both were unusually quiet this time. After sitting in silence for a few minutes, Makkari turned to him and said, Thank you for… what you did earlier.

You’re welcome, he replied.

And I’m sorry for kind of going off on you before, she added quickly.

Oh, it’s alright, he said, again taken slightly taken aback. You don’t have to apologize.

You just always seem so surprised when someone sees that you’re a good baker, and you’re constantly reminding me that I deserve to be here, so I wanted to do the same for you, she continued. It just came out a bit harsher than I meant.

For a moment, all Druig could do was stare at her in awe. Makkari must’ve thought he’d short-circuited because she was starting to look quite concerned and raised her hands to speak again, so he quickly signed, Thank you, Makkari. That means a lot coming from you.

Her expression relaxed into a smile, which gave him the push to continue. The truth is I haven’t been baking for that long. I only took it up about a year ago.

Makkari’s eyes went wide with shock. Really?

Yeah, my co-worker sort of dared me to make a cake. So I did, and it came out a lot better than expected. After that, I tried another recipe, then another and another. Before I knew it, I was spending most of my free time baking, and my co-worker suggested I apply for Bake Off. I really didn’t think I’d get in, and I guess I still have trouble believing that I’m actually here.

As he lowered his hands, Druig noticed Makkari was regarding him with a small smile. After a moment, she raised her own hands to say, Well, I’ll have to thank your co-worker. Sounds like if it weren’t for him, we might not have met.

Druig couldn’t hide his growing smile, even as he replied, I wouldn’t if I were you. He’s a nice bloke once you get to know him, but that would only go to his head.

This time, they talked the rest of the ride back, almost missing their stop.

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I felt very bad about cutting Karun because he's such a good human, but someone had to go. But Druig and Makkari are getting closer, thanks to his mystery co-worker, who we may or may not meet 😉 While I decide whether to introduce him, likes, comments, and reblogs would be much appreciated!

Part 11

#lovelyfanatical shares #drukkari gbbo au #drukkari #druig x makkari #eternals #eternals fanfiction #karun for best human #makkari said i will fight anyone who insults druig #including druig

[hcmesivk]

closed   → @devilwomcn​​​

between  → druig & thena.

location   → ajak’s home in south dakota, post emergence. 

It had been a week since Sersi successfully stopped the emergence. Tiamut’s head still stuck a quarter of the way out of the ocean, and those leftover from the little family reunion had trekked back to South Dakota. Ajak’s home being a kind of base for them to figure out next moves was a kind of silent decision. It felt right. She had been their leader and if she was around now, she’d be the lynchpin of it all. Plus the rolling fields around the home was perfect for Phastos to work on the Domo. He had told Druig that there was a chance the problems were simply superficial, but they all knew what Ikaris was capable of when he pointed those eyes at something. So they made themselves home in the rooms that Ajak once occupied and got to work. 

Phastos said he worked quicker alone, but the truth of the matter is some of the materials needed were worlds away and he worked better with at least one person to bounce ideas off of. That person usually was Ben, but Ben had fallen into an in depth discussion with Sersi hours ago, leaving Jack in the capable hands of Makkari - who was showing him how to fingerspell, and maybe some of the words were less than appropriate, but no one was going to call her out on it. So Druig had hovered around, sitting on a piece of the ship that had cracked off once they touched down in their current location, letting Phastos talk at him. It took a few hours, but once it was evident that Phastos wouldn’t notice that he’s gone, the man slipped away. There was something else Druig needed to do. 

It wasn’t hard to find Thena. When the woman was lost in thought she tended to stay still, and with everything that’s happened in the past seven days, there was a lot on everyone’s mind. Though Druig was watching Thena closer than the others. Ever since Gilgamesh died, he had taken it upon himself to take over taking care of Thena and her Mahd Wy’ry. Usually he didn’t tread carefully around her, but Thena’s episodes were triggered by violent attacks, and according to Makkari, who had been close by while Druig was otherwise occupied (at the bottom of a volcano), she had held her own pretty well. A selfish, childlike part of his mind hoped that this meant Thena was getting better, that the woman he loved as a mother figure for hundreds of lifetimes would finally feel some sort of peace, rather than awful pain, but he had to see it for himself. 

She was on the back porch staring at the setting sun, an abandoned mug of tea by her side on the step she was sitting on. “Phastos says a few more days,” Druig called from the doorway behind the blonde. He trusted Thena with his long, exhaustive life, but he knew better than to sneak up on a woman who could make the deadliest weapons appear in her hands with just a thought. He settled down next to her, blue eyes studying her profile in the fading light. “You doing alright?” The question held two meanings - her mental state, though he knew she’d probably not want to talk about that, and the physical. They were warriors - Thena the Goddess of War - but the fact of the matter was that it had been millennia since any of them fought seriously. “‘Kari said that you did some amazing stuff on the beach.” The thought of the fight on the beach that he had missed sent a twinge of pain down his back - the last reminder of wounds that were physically healed but he would be thinking about for years to come.

#ch: druig. #thena: 01. #→ thoughts give me the creeps.

[sereisstuff]

𝐁𝐨𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝

Druig x Plus size reader (female)

SPOILER WARNING, PLEASE STOP READING NOW IF YOU HAVEN'T WATCHED ETERNALS!!

I always write with the intention of my stories having a plus-size lead because I am a plus-size audience writer but feel free to still read if you are not.

Ask: Could you maybe do a Druig Fluff maybe something about you know ikaris "kills" druig and the reader gets very angry/sad because they had feelings for each other and when she sees him come back she's relieved/happy

Warnings: Slight insinuations of the reader being depressed before meeting Druig, angst, slight fluff.

You were told to stay, to not leave your apartment. At first you refused, rooting yourself to the floor with an air of undoubted loyalty and no matter how hard he tried, you weren’t going to leave him, you needed to make sure he was okay and if that meant staying in the ship despite the circumstances. Then so be it.

That was a tipping point for Druig. You were the closest person to him apart from the other eternals but that’s what you weren’t; an eternal.

You weren’t going to survive if anything happened and now that Ajak was gone, there was no way you would make it out breathing. He refused to let you succumb to a darkness he put you in, so he did what he does best. With the tilt of his head and a few signs here and there, Makkari had taken you back to your apartment. Far from the fight, and without notice. She left just as quick as she came, with the flick of the lock outside of your apartment and the key nowhere to be seen, she had abandoned you.

Anger was an understatement, you were far from the simplicity of madness. You were raging, your chest was puffing in and out. The fight was seconds away before Makkari nodded her head, grabbing you from your spot and taking you back to your home.

You guys had just found out about Ikaris and you were damned if you were going to leave, if you died then death by loyalty was your ending. It was selfish of you, or so Druig thought. You were toying with your life by being with him during this and he was having none of it.

“Your loyalty is admirable y/n” Thena spoke through the air of silence “but stupid, very stupid”

You huffed out an angry breath knowing by now they would be in the depths of battle.

Maybe you should have gone when he asked-no, demanded. You hadn’t a clue why you stayed but you knew it was because of the feelings that had sprouted between you two, something you’ve never experienced before. It was different with him, you were bound almost like soulmates.

When you were sad, he knew. When you were mad, he knew. When you were panicking but trying extremely hard to mask it, he could see right through it. He felt it all. It wasn’t something you questioned but the moment you began to understand how he did it, you did as well. It was like he completed the puzzle and you were one.

Just like now, you felt as though your heart was ripped from your chest and your breathing went shallow. You felt the chords in your throat-shredding with the pained scream escaping your mouth, if it wasn’t for the bench beside you. You would be cowering on the floor.

Shivers vibrated throughout your body and it was hard to see, everything was a blur. Washed away by the tears falling from your eyes. Something was wrong, terribly wrong.

Your knees felt like fine silk as you slipped against the floor, your flesh running numb with a dullness that painted your body. Just as your chords grew sensitive, they thickened with the lump in your throat. You knew what this was.

It was grief.

Your lips dropped with the jut of your chin, shivering in your spot with your knees curled against your stomach. This couldn’t be real.

Your heart was still burning, almost as though someone had shot you. You could feel it in your bones, the adamancy of pain spreading throughout your corse was a sensation you’d never want to grasp but here you were, experiencing something you’d never had before.

Over the course of your friendship, the banter was prevalent. Of course, the teasing was what kept you both on your toes but one thing no one had known about you both was the unravelling feelings you two had for each other, you knew. He knew. It would stay that way.

You remembered when you’d felt so weak, so pathetic, that fiery girl was non-existent but you didn’t feel the need to let anyone know. It wasn’t your place to put your feelings onto others so, you locked it away in a cage full of your building emotions and threw the key away as you swallowed down your perceptions.

But Druig noticed, he always did. That’s what you hated about him, he was observant and anything you did out of the ordinary he immediately took notice of.

“What’s wrong, love?” You could almost hear his voice calling you, his tone always soft when around you. Never too harsh, nor cold, never how he spoke with other people. It was always perfect, light and passive. You felt understood when around him and you did just as much to make him feel the same.

Your eyes felt heavy with the sudden emotion, hands unable to move from your sides but they were the only thing holding you in your spot right now.

You tried taking in a deep breath to calm yourself down but you only choked on your tears, trembling forward. Your hand made its way to your heart, gripping onto your t-shirt as if that would help the burning sensation ease.

You didn’t care that it hurt, but you cared about who was being hurt.

The doors to your heart were closed when you’d met Druig, by the looks of it. So were his. You’d never been the girl people had loved nor adored, you were the girl who shone brightly, so bright no one could stand the thought of you unless it was to relinquish themselves in your empathy. Yet, the brightness was a facade for the things you’d pass in this life, it was an appeal to present to those who asked if you were okay and if you shook your head they’d leave, not wanting to hear anymore.

The light you had surrounding you was what naturally drew Druig to you but he knew better than that, he was an immortal. That brightness was lit by the fire you were burning inside and it was sadly burning everything within you, he just wanted to see how long you’d last, but as he did. He didn’t notice the ride he took changed its course of path and he wasn’t just there for himself, he was there for you too. All of you.

Infinity is what he promised, promises never last.

You couldn’t bear the thought of moving, the night was drawing closer and the colder it grew the more numb you felt. Should you have listened to him? Told him you cared and you loved him? Were you the reason he wasn’t here anymore? It felt like everything was all your fault and maybe it was, that wasn’t a new concept to you.

The only noise echoing through your home was your swallowed cries and the sway of dawn emitting from the moon that just peeked behind the hills.

How long had you been sitting there?

It’s all your fault, if you had used your ears and listened to him then maybe he would still be here.

You would do anything for Druig but leaving him was not one of them. If he was going to die, you were as well and that much you knew.

They told you the sun was the reason we lived, that the earth and the water were why we were here. They told you that without the natural order, our existence would cease to exist. They were right but to you. The only reason you stayed to witness life itself was because of Druig, that the only reason air was still entering your lungs and you weren’t a lifeless corpse was because Druig was here, he kept you grounded. Your contrasting personalities made you feel infinite. That nothing could hurt you as much as he could if he tried, that the only thing that could really kill you was his existence, ceasing to exist.

You were alone again. Alone and numb.

You looked up from your strands, watching the handle of your drawer shine against the luminescence of light illuminating the metal. It was a tedious process grabbing it, the weight of your grief was heavy and as you pulled yourself up from the floor, your feet nearly gave up on you, the flood of water that piled from your constant waterfall of tears had created a river beneath you.

You managed to stand properly on your two feet, making your way to the bathroom with your shoulders weighing heavy.

But to support you, you leaned against the wall. Just as you closed your eyes, sniffling.

“Y/n” A voice called from the pillar of darkness in your hallway, your eyes shot open with the hope of seeing who you thought it was. The light switch was next to you as you flicked it on.

Just as you did, the light flicked just a meter away and there he stood. A leather jacket across his shoulders with a bruise lingering on his pale face, coloured eyes staring at you with worry. Druig took notice of your appearance and in an instant shot to your side.

“My love, what’s wrong?” he asked but you ignored his question, eyes peering into his features with your hands touching his cheeks. He was never one for physical affection but you didn’t care right now. You needed to know this was real.

You held him in your hands, feeling the touch of his skin against yours and there it was. That warmth, the reminder that he was still flesh and blood, he was there before you, standing with life.

Your head dropped against his chest and for a mere second, Druig’s hands sat around you, not touching your skin but hanging in the air. You thought you’d run out of tears but these were different, they were tears of relief, you sniffled gratefully. Letting out an exasperated laugh and with certainty you looked up at him again, feeling his face as he gazed into your eyes with his strong brows raised.

The palms of his hands meet your back, then slowly but surely wrapped you around in his comfort.

“I thought you’d died Druig” you cried into his top.

Druig scoffed lightly, almost a little hurt towards your faith in him “You can’t get rid of me that easily,”

But then his eyes flickered, something washed over him as he stopped looking at what's in front of him and instead looked down at you “Is that why you were crying? Over me?” His words were slightly dragged, almost unknown of his standpoint with himself. That was odd because Druig never spoke unless he was sure of his ground.

But once you nodded your head, he squeezed you in reassurance.

“Ikaris tried, but he’d have to try harder if he wanted me dead. For you, I’d live” Druig reassured, patting your head as he played with your locks. As much as his touch comforted you, yours did wonders for him.

“Ikaris tried to kill you?” you softly spoke in his warmth, your tone though was showcasing your shock, tilting your head slightly so your dull eyes meet his again.

He nodded his head, and your gazes met again, Druig's blue eyes held more darkness than any brown eyes you had ever seen before. You took notice of his bruise and touched his callous skin, it was still tender but Druig didn’t flinch away from your touch, instead. Much to your surprise, he leaned into it.

“Tried” he reprimanded, still lovingly gazing into your eyes.

“You need to put ice on your bruise” you sighed, trying to walk away but as you did. Your body was still weak from the ravenging feeling of losing him. As he felt your embrace loose, Druig tightened a bit more, not letting you leave his arms.

Your head seemed as though it was barely hanging from your shoulders with the last of your strength being used to keep you up, Druig wiped the lingering tears from your eyes, sliding his hands down to your chin, guiding it so your face was leaning up, prompted to meet him.

He didn’t know, but he had a lot of power over you and that’s what scared you the most.

Druig leant down, his lips meeting your forehead. Then the tip of your red nose down to your cupid's bow and finally, his lips settled on yours for a moment. Moving rhythmically. You leant into the kiss more, it was everything you’d dreamt of. It took you by surprise but you settled more into his touch more than ever and it felt like home.

“I’ve always wondered what would kill you first, your loyalty or your stubbornness.” Druig laughed, his lips curling as he pulled away from the kiss but your noses were still touching and his hands now resided on your arms.

“Both, definitely both” you replied, that sad gloom now was no longer highlighted on your features. You were relieved that he was alive and he felt the same.

“Thought so”

“I’d dodge death if it meant you were with me y/n” Druig reassured once more, he gave you one last squeeze before pulling away. He wanted to see how it registered in your eyes before moving and once he did, he felt his heart calm down a bit knowing you knew, he could finally rest peacefully.

“I didn’t know death was a game of dodgeball” You joked, poking Druig’s hard chest. The man only shook his head hiding the laugh behind his tight-lipped smile.

“If it was, we’d both be on different teams,” he lulled, pulling an arm around your back and lifting your arms around his shoulders before he tightened his hold on your waist.

“I’m guessing you're on the winning team?” You replied nonchalantly, watching how his jaw tensed, You just followed his movements as he practically carried you to your bedroom, you needed rest and so did he, you weren’t going to refuse.

“ I was thinking more, forfeiting the game”

#druig x reader #druig imagines #druig #plus size reader #druig oneshot #eternals imagines #eternals

[nowayspidey]

── jealousy, jealousy ⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(Male!reader)

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀| Eternals slight spoilers |

Where Druig is jealous of his cousin Ikaris for being your first choice, and not him.

Authors note; yes, ikaris and druig are cousins.

You didn't even doubt why he had chosen to be the chief figure to a small community. Everything was silence and peace. Both hadn't seen or heard from the rest of you in years, decades, in a long time since you were ordered to live a life before you lived long enough to destroy each other within the same team when it came to question different ideals after regularizing the threat of the deviants and watch the humans fight and consume themselves in the fire.

You opened the doors of the façade where you shared a house with your partner, you couldn´t remember exactly how both chose to follow the same path, but now you were like the heads of the community taking care of the families and children who ran barefoot on the ground treading on the leaves.

──  It's cute isn't it? ──You said with both hands on your back looking around with a half smile. ──Humanity, humans are somewhat… peculiar and interesting.

── Ajak warned us not to interfere in their wars. ──Druig commented watching the children run. ──So we don't do it, we just protect them and keep them away from others.

── You control their minds all the time so they don't kill each other, that's the only reality. I still remember that moment, in Tenochtitlan, how you controlled the minds of all these people and walked away, but the way you objected to Ajak about following orders was a bit… hot. 

── Arishem created us in different ways and I'm sure that only you had hormones to spare. I thought that the worst of us was Sprite that she could never grow. 

── Oh come on, don't act like you don't have feelings friend. ──You said mockingly rubbing your shoulder with his. ──But hey, I can't expect much from someone who preferred to eat a sandwich at his own cousin's wedding.

── Ikaris and Sersi. ──You sighed. ──For each other, their wedding was beautiful because I DID SEE IT, I didn't prefer to eat.

── It was extremely sweet and gooey at the same time. ──Druig began to walk towards the forest, you therefore kept noticing that people greeted him as if he were a king.

── You know? Ikaris always projects me a boss image, I bet he would be the perfect candidate to lead the avengers now that Rogers and Stark are gone. ──You shrugged your shoulders swearing to hear a silent rebuke from Druig. ──Pretty sure i was going to follow your cousin in that separation.

Your steps stopped and you left your mouth slightly open arching your eyebrows watching as Druig stopped a few meters ahead.

── You got into my mind because you knew that I wasn't going to follow you but that I would follow Ikaris. ──You crossed your arms tilting your head slightly. ──You were jealous.

── The rules just weren't my thing and I suspected that neither was yours, that's why you chose me….

── I can't believe it, you were jealous of Ikaris. ──You laughed at his attempt to disguise his act of affection for you. ──How do I know you're not ... -

── Controlling you right now? Because I promised not to do it again after that night in Tenochtitlan, I didn't want Thena to end up hurting you even though i didn't agree to have her memory erased. I care about you and that is why you were safer with me than with any of them.

── Awwww, probably your cutest words. ──You said resting gently your forehead with his. ──Every day I can hear and feel your heart race with your blood rising in temperature. It means that you do have feelings after all.

── Your skills are pretty useless (M/r), you know that, right? ──Druig smiled and you pretended to be offended, you touched his cheek with your fingers-tips causing him an instant blush. ──I hate when you do that.

── Controlling people's emotions has its advantages and one of them is seeing the true side of an emo who loves to flirt with his man all the time.

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⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀(.....) ────── ⊱

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[redheadspark]

Druig saying "let's get u home" with u just looking him in the eye and him making u feel so safe and him showing u how he'll protect u🥺🥺

Let's Get You Home, M'lady💕

Druig x OC

Druig walks you home from a house party after a drunk partygoer tries to hit on you.

A/N: I didn't want to turn this into a massive one shot, but a blurb or snippet will work :)

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When your roommate Sersi invited her close friends to your dorm room for movie night, you didn't expect to like them all instantly. They called themselves the Eternals, a old running joke that they've had for years.

They all liked you, pulling you into their friend group right away.

Druig was the one who caught your eye, his aloofness with the group and yet the gentle banter he had was endearing to watch.

It didn't help that you thought he was handsome

He always wanted to sit with you during the movie on movie night, sharing his M&M's with you since he got wind from Sersi they were your favorite. You two would chat under your breaths throughout the movie, making fun of the synopsis and snorting from the chessyness

He would called you "M'lady," which seemed rather silly, but deep inside you like it.

You had to admit, Druig was growing on you, and you were catching feelings.

One Friday night in October, Kingo invited you all to his house party. You were going to decline, but Sersi coaxed you to tag along with her and Ikaris, her perfect boyfriend.

The rest of the Eternals group met you at the house party, you noticing Druig in his infamous leather jacket.

The party itself wasn't too bad, you were finding yourself in the kitchen sitting on the counter with Makkari. You both were people watching with amusement.

After an hour, Makkari wandered off to find Thena and Gilgamesh in the living room. A Senior then walked over to you, clearly drunk and acting cocky as he tried to flirt with you.

You shot him down gently, yet he wasn't taking the hint.

After the third time, you were getting frustrated with him as he was trying to lean in a be in your space. You were backing up a bit on the counter.

"Look buddy, I'm telling you nicely to back off and leave me alone," You warned him, your gentleness was long gone now. He just chuckled, his drunk breath reading all over you as he placed his hand on your leg. Inwardly, you started to panic.

"No one tells me no, doll," he slurred. You lost your patience, smacking his hand off your wrist. That flipped a switch in him, a flash of anger was now on his face as he gripped your arm so hard you yelped.

"Let me go, asshole," You said in a stammer, his grip on your strong enough to leave a bruise.

"Make me, bitch," He growled. A hand was on his shoulder, yanking him away from you and having him release your arm. You saw him turning his back to you, then the sound of bones cracking hit the air as he was punched in the face. You shrieked.

He fell to the ground unconscious, Druig standing over him with bloody knuckles.

Everyone in the kitchen stopped and looked in both shock and amazement. No one moving an inch when they saw the punch. You were frozen on the counter, clutching your injured arm and staring at Druig with wide eyes.

You've never seen Druig look that angry before. His chest was heaving, fists were at his sides, and he was giving the look of death to the conscious body at his boots.

The Eternals rushed in, seeing the body in front of Druig and then looking over at you and how you looked liked a spooked animal. Sersi glided over to you, seeing you clutch your arm and panic was on her face. "Are you alright?" She asked you in concern.

"He grabbed her," Druig grumbled, Sersi looking back at him as Makkari was fetching a paper towel to give him for his knuckles. Kingo looked down at the unconscious boy, his hands on his hips and a heavy sigh on his lips.

"He did what?!" Gilgamesh asked almost in a roar. Thena smacked his arm slightly to calm him and not scream in the kitchen.

"H-he tried to kiss me and I told him n-no," You stuttered out, still shocked from what happened, "D-druig stopped him before he did anything else,"

“I didn't even invite this guy," Kingo said in a grumble, "I'm waking him up and sending him out of here,"

"Sersi, I wanna go back to the dorm," you blurted out, seeing them all look back at you now to see how you were spooked from the whole situation, "I don't want to dampen this all, but--"

"You're doing no such thing!" Kingo reassured you as he grabbed a pitcher to fill with ice cold water, "I'm going to get him out of the house. And Druig," he paused to look at Druig as Makkari was helping wipe off the blood from his hand, "As noble as it was that you punched him out of his misery, please don't do that again inside the house. I'll loose my deposit,"

Druig waved him off as he squinted from the injury on his hand, "Will do. I'll walk her home anyways. This was a bit of a buzzkill for me, and my dorm is not that far from yours, Sersi,"

"Just make sure she gets back to her room immediately, and text Phastos when you're on your way back to your dorm," Thena ordered him, being the mother hen of the group. Druig nodded his head, throwing away the paper towel before he ruffled his jacket and walked over to you. You were still perched on the counter, afraid to move as he held out his injured hand for you to take. His blue orbs in the florescent lights made you almost loose your breath.

"Let’s get you home, M'lady,"

Druig walked you home that chilly autumn night, the rest of the Eternals almost teasing you both when you walked out of the house. But inwardly, you were feeling a bit safer with Druig. He ushered you out of the house with his hand on your lower back, not in a possessive manner but almost protectively. The first few minutes on the sidewalk were of neither one of you talking. You were enjoying the cool night that was giving you some relief on your hot cheeks.

"How's your hand?" You asked meekly, seeing him hold it up between the two of you to see.

"I've dealt with worse," he reassured him. You just smiled, reached up to lace your fingers together and have your joined hands dangle between the two of you.

"Thank you, Druig," You thanked him as you turned a corner together on the sidewalk, "I didn't think he was going to do that at all,"

"He's been known to be a dick around the ladies," Druig reasoned, "But he had no right to be like that, especially with a someone I like,"

"You...you like me?" You asked him, almost floored to hear that from him.

"Of course, M'lady." He replied smoothly, having you blush from the pet name he used on you, "I have for some time,"

You said nothing, but the blush on your cheeks was enough to show.

After a good ten minutes, you made it back to campus and over to your dorm building. Druig walked you to the front doors, the both of your pausing and still holding hands. "Thanks again for walking me back," you said calmly to him, "I felt incredibly safe,"

"Anytime, M'lady," He hummed gently to you, taking a step over to you as he squeezed your hand, "I liked walking with you,"

"Did you?" You asked with a raised eyebrow.

"Verymuch so, maybe I can walk with you and get coffee with you sometime?" He asked, sounding hopeful in asking you on a date. You grinned from ear to ear now, almost fluttering in your lower stomach, "How about tomorrow?"

"I can't do tomorrow," You hummed, seeing his face crestfallen from the rejection, "I have to study for my psychology midterm with my study group."

"Oh," He replied, not wanting to sound sad or disappointed about it. It was a face you’d never want to see on Druig. Feeling bold, you leaned over to kiss him on the cheek. You felt the heat on his cheek as you pulled away and smiled sweetly at him.

"On Sunday night, I'm free," You replied, "Meet me here at 8:00,"

You walked into your common room area, a massive smile on your cheeks as you left a blushing Druig at the front door.

Druig touched his cheek where you kissed him, whispering to himself, "I'll be waitin’, M'Lady,"

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A/N: There ya go! My first attempt of a blurb/snippet. Hope ya’ll liked it!

My requests are open if you would like to see something else!

#druig fluff #druig x oc #eternals #druig x reader #druig eternals #druig x you #druig fanfiction #druig drabble #writing #fanfiction #eternals fan writing #eternals fanfiction #barry keoghan fanfic #barry keoghan writing #barry keoghan

[itsthestutterforme]

You Left, Not Me 1/2 (Druig x reader)

Summary: After a century, the Eternals went to find you after the deviants came back and killed Ajak.

Notes: Eternals spoilers, GIF is not mine

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Eyes snapping open at the sound of your blaring alarm, you grumble and mindlessly slap the stop button. You stay in bed for two more minutes before sitting up and swinging your legs over the edge of the bed.

You wince when your back muscles contract with soreness. Your entire upper body is sore from hitting the gym harder than you normally do. Druig has made his way into your mind.

Not by his accord, you hope. He's never left your mind but you thought the life you made in Chicago would distract your mind. You were wrong. Sliding on your slippers, you walk into the kitchen to make your breakfast.

You reach for the handle on your fridge when you felt a strong shake beneath the floorboards. "What the hell?" You say to yourself. Your Bernese Mountain dog, Stella, whimpers in fear and you call her over. You pick her up and smooth your hand over the fur on her head as she trembles.

"It's alright, Stella. It's okay, Mama's got you." She whimpers in response and the shaking slowly came to a halt. "That can't be good. Maybe I should call Ajak," You say to yourself.

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You called Ajak five times and she hasn't responded. Something doesn't feel right. Your door bell rings. "Iris, come on. You can't swerve us this time. You promised you would go out with us." Your friend, Sarah, calls through the door.

You look down at your watch to see that it is Saturday and you did promise them. You open the door and they come barging in, eyeing you in your lack of short clothing. You were actually still in your pajamas.

"Oh my God, girl, you're not even ready?" "I'm going to be completely honest here, I forgot we had plans today." "Y/N," Sarah scolds. "I know, I'm sorry. I'll get dressed, just give me fifteen minutes." You rush into the room and open your walk in closet.

You pull out a black, criss cross open front dress and gold pumps and toss them on the bed. You lather yourself with scented lotion before sliding on the dress and tying the shoes around your ankles. Pulling your boxbraided hair out of the bonnet, you style it by tying the front braids into a small ponytail.

You decided to keep things simple and put a reverse cat eye look with mascara and brown matte lipstick. "Alright, I'm ready." You say, spraying your favorite perfume. Sarah and Tina rush into the bedroom and give you a proud once over.

"Tell me, what is like looking like an absolute goddess?" Tina says and you roll your eyes. Grabbing your wallet and phone, you follow them out of the apartment and say goodbye to Stella for the night.

Ikaris, Sersi, Sprite, Thena and Druig were in Chicago looking for you when you were dancing in the center of the club with your friends. It was Sprite that first spotted you with an attractive man and his hands on your hips. You were having fun after drinking one too many hard sodas.

Once Druig saw the man touching you, he clenched his teeth angrily. His eyes glowed with a gold tint and the entire club went silent as they were under his control. "Druig, stop it." Ikaris said but he ignored him. Your eyes furrowed when you noticed the lack of movement from the man behind you.

Growing annoyed when you realized everyone's eyes were glowing gold. "Druig," you say to yourself. And your buzz was gone. You saw the group through the window of the club and made your way over to them.

Druig made the guy who was dancing with you, punching himself in the face over and over again. "Druig, enough." you tell him but instead, he had a man nearby punch him too. You hold his chin and made him look at you. "Enough," you say softly. He eyes went back to its normal crystal blue.

You pull away from him and ask, "How's the amazon life?" "Dull. How's the city life?" he asks. "Lively," he hums in response. "Y/N, we need to ta-" a deviant grabs Ikaris and tosses him over the bridge. "Ikaris!" Sersi calls after him.

"Is that a deviant? I thought we killed them all." You ask the group. You saw a deviant rushes towards Druig and you jump in front of him. You didn't remember if you absorbed any energy today because you stayed in the house the whole day.

That's when you realized, the earthquake. You absorbed the mechanical energy from the earthquake. You send a shock wave of mechanical energy towards the deviant and he flies backwards into the wall.

You spot an electrical box across the street where Thena was fighting another deviant. Sending another shock to the deviant, he merely stumbles backwards. You were losing your mechanical power you absorbed. Ikaris came back and was fighting the two deviants at once, and was losing.

Ripping open the electrical box, you place a hand on the wires and take a deep breath before absorbing nearly 2500 watts of electricity. Heat expanded in your chest and you're sure your eyes are now glowing white from the electricity.

"Ikaris, let them come to me." You tell him. "Are you sure?" He asks, his voice strained from keeping the deviants at bay. "Yes, do it now." He lets them go and they look around.

You whistle at them and they come charging towards you. "Y/N," Sersi starts when you don't do anything and allow them to gain more traction as they move towards you.

"Y/N!" She repeats and you reach your hands out. You scream out and send electricity from your palms into their their skull as it fries their brains. They slumped in the street as blood poured from their heads. "Well that was pretty good," Thena says with encouragement.

"Well at least someone had no doubt," you look to Sersi and she nears you. "I thought you lost your touch," she teases. "The gall of you," "Is there any place where we can't talk?" Sersi asks. "Yeah my apartment isn't that far from here. Does this have anything to do with the deviants?" You ask.

"Yes. And a whole lot more too." Ikaris explains. You all arrive at your apartment where Stella greets with a long howl. "I know, I know." You tell her. She follows you to the kitchen and waits for your command. You press your palm into the cold surface of the counter.

"Ajak is dead. A deviant got to her." Ikaris starts and you felt as if a dagger pierced your heart. Then something happens that you send a feeling of warning through you: Stella's growling. You look to see who she was growling at and it was Ikaris.

"Whoa, easy girl. Go to the room." You tell her and her snarling increases. Ikaris' eyes started to glow and you step in front of her. "Do that and I will absorp every ounce of power you have and use it to kill you." You tell him. Druig and Thena slowly make their way to your side.

Stella lifts Thena's hand and licks her palm. "Alright enough of this. We have to stick together if we want to stop the Celestial." Sersi says. "What celestial?"

#druig x reader #druig fluff #eternals #barry keoghan

[healingagoddess]

Run

Request: maybe reader saving ajak from ikaris?

Warnings: English is not my first language. 

Pairing: Ajak/F!Reader

Taglist: @fivemillioneyes​ <3

Part 2 Part 3

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You are not supposed to see Ajak today, she told you she needed to do something important and that Ikaris would be accompanying her. You still go to see her before they leave, you can’t help it. Especially when you live so close to her place and really want to say goodbye, you don’t know how long she’ll be gone. Your feelings towards Ikaris are complicated, you never told Ajak, but seeing Sersi so broken for centuries really left some thorns inside you. She is confused when she sees you pull up right before they left, rolling down the window you give her a soft smile before she nods with her head. You step out the car without a glance to Ikaris, you don’t know how to approach him and you don’t want to.

“We weren’t expecting company.” Ikaris says. “I thought we would be traveling alone.” He talks with that monotone voice of his, but you can tell there is something strange about him. Yet, you have not seen him since he left Sersi, and you don’t know what to think of it. You hold a hand up signaling him to shut up, something that can be interpreted as rude and as understanding. Not even a hello… you haven’t seen each other in centuries.

Putting your attention on Ajak you press your lips into a thin line, now you are feeling awkward in his presence. “Do you have everything you need? Will he fly you there… or?”

“What is this? A questioning?” Ikaris asks, you can see him clenching his jaw. “Does she know?”

“Ikaris.” Ajak warns with a soft tone, like a mother would do. You hate it when she acts like that with him. She keeps her eyes on you as she speaks, approaching you with quick steps. “You have nothing to worry about.” For a moment you are not sure if she is talking to you or him. “Everything will be fine.”

You nod, of course you trust her, she is more calculating and careful than you anyway. You sigh and frown. “I just wanted to see you before you left. I wanted to say goodbye. I’ll miss you.”  

She smiles and closes her eyes, she places a hand on your chest. “You are worried; I can feel it.”

“Text me when you get there? Wherever you are going.” You talk in that tone reserved only for her. You don’t care how confused Ikaris might be. She locks you in a hug, her mistake because now you won’t let go.

��I promise.” And she doesn’t look mad at all, you thought she wouldn’t approve of you showing up after she told you not to. And you pull away to offer her a smile that doesn’t reach your eyes before turning away to leave.

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Somewhere on your way back home, as you are unnecessarily driving, you get an urging and restless thought that something is not right. You can’t get Ikaris’ glazy and cold stare out your mind, and you can’t figure out why. You know you have seen that look before, and it says danger… you just can’t remember why or you don’t want it to be like that. You start shifting on your seat, but the thought won’t leave your mind. You notice you are not even fully focused on the road, and you are only driving by memory of your body.

Sersi once told you to trust your instinct because out of them all yours was always on point. She said so after you predicted a swarm of deviants after having a bad feeling for days, your warning was not overlooked and you were able to protect the humans. Thena once said that you were gifted by Arishem with an extra ability that allowed you to foresee disaster and tragedy. Now you feel alarmed, and it is starting to consume you inside. But you still make it home, expecting to see Ajak’s message at any moment, she wouldn’t forget.  

Somewhere during the night, you lay still awake thinking of Ajak. It feels like you have been on a trance ever since she left. So, when you got that notification on your phone you quickly opened it and found yourself finally breathing of relief seeing a message from her.

                                     Today

Wifey: We arrived an hour ago. I’m settled for the night.

You: Will you be able to message me throughout the day?

No response, you want to sleep your worries off and close your eyes. Somewhere before dawn you get a new sense of alert that jolts you out of the bed. You don’t know what it means, but you need to find Ajak. You have no idea where she went, but you are so glad she kept her promise and messaged you. You are easily able to track her phone down, and you feel some sort of hope.

You are not as fast as Makkari, but you have the ability of speed. Just like Ikaris has more than one power, you do too. And you take off as fast as you can, tracking down the woman you love. Your leader. The feeling of danger never once leaving your body. It took you an hour to reach her, and when you did he had her cornered down to a hill. A frozen lake to her back, and white coating everywhere.

You hide behind a tree, the cold around you burns and all the white is blinding. You can’t hear them talking, but you can see her face and it almost breaks you to see her close to tears… and she embraces him? You are confused, but you don’t even have a time to react nor process what’s happening because he has just pushed her off the cliff. You scream and tears rush down your cheeks, and he turns to look at you with lasers shooting off his eyes. You hide your figure behind the tree, but you want to see her first. You take off after Ajak, you need to make sure she is okay and that you both can make it out of here.

You don’t expect to find her fighting off deviants, many of them, they are coming from everywhere and you quickly gain their attention as you crash into the ice landing on your feet. With the distraction you created, Ajak launches her body to grab a shotgun and she starts firing. You are so confused; the deviants were killed off a long time ago during that night. The deviants return their attention to her and they launch with claws and sharp teeth out, you speed off and start throwing them off of her. Using your replication, which is your main power, you are able to be everywhere.

You feel a hard blow on your back, and Ajak screams. As you turn around on the ground you see him floating and shooting lasers at your replicas. You groan in pain, and then you notice the biggest deviant you’ve ever seen emerge from the cave. You try to get up, but when you do the deviant has taken a hold of Ajak. You try to take a straight run to get to her, but Ikaris keeps aiming his lasers at you. Your replicas are trying to barricade your run, but he is quick and you have to evade.

You see something strange happening as the monster has struck Ajak with some sort of tentacles. And you scream, and you cry, and at this point you are taking Ikaris blasts without losing your balance. And you throw yourself at the deviant making it crash right back into the cave. Ajak is thrown into the frozen ground, and Ikaris is at your tail. You rush to help her, your replicas jump to barricade both of you, and you sigh of relief as you see her healing herself. Something seems to shift inside of you, finally taking in that Ikaris has betrayed both of you. You don’t understand why he is doing it, but you feel rage. The deviants are still there, and you have only managed to go around them and slam them around. You are not like Thena or Kingo, and you are not as strong as Gilgamesh, nor as fast as Makkari, but you know you can escape this.

Ikaris is such a coward, he won’t come down from his place above the ground. And while you are distracted watching him, thinking of a way to escape, you hear gunshots. You turn to look at Ajak and you find her firing at Ikaris. You can’t believe what you see, but you know she won’t hurt him because she has missed on purpose every single shot. And he takes off, like the coward he is. She finally looks at you, and her hair is all messy, she has blood in her thorn shirt, and she looks mentally exhausted. “Let’s get out of here.” You don’t hesitate to throw her into your back and take off at full speed, some replicas following you and some retaining the deviants.

You don’t take her back to the hotel, and you don’t take her back to your home. You only stop in the middle of nowhere in a very dark green forest knowing you both are safe now. Replicas withdrawing back into one within you. Neither of you say anything, the feeling of stopping feels strange as you both were in a high rush. Your skin feels electric and magnetic, and you start crying as you both embrace. “Ajak, what happened? W-Why?” You pull away to look at her, you want to make sure she is okay and alive. She looks like she’s been crying, of course she has, she was almost murdered by her golden boy. “I want to understand why.” But she remains quiet, only crying and holding tight against your body.

It takes a moment for her to compose, and when she does there is that look you have not seen in centuries. That look that tells you she is your leader and it reminds you of your mission in this planet, she feels so distant like that.

“We need to find the others. We need to talk.”

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[vintaqespce]

Rekindle(Drukkari x F!reader) Part 3

Summary: After seeing someone you've lost after awhile, apologies are in order.

Warnings: Follows most of the eternals movies besides what I add in so SPOILER WARNING, Some fluff, Typical movie violence, my first time writing, not proof read.

Information about you: You are the goddess of witchcraft, magic(you can imagine it as wandas powers but a different color), the moon, ghosts, and necromancy.

*""*=Sign language

Tears began threatening to fall. I couldn't believe my eyes. One of my loves, who I thought had left for good standing right here in front of me. All of a sudden, I got flashbacks to that fateful day I dread. It all came rushing back to me all at once. Thena losing herself, the bickering between Druig and Ajak, the fighting between him and Ikaris, the controlling of the humans, and finally him signing I'm sorry. And then there it was. Me finally filling up to the brim and overflowing like glass cup with my emotions all circling around in my mind.

I search for and grab hold of Makkaris hand in search of someone to calm myself. I turn my head towards her to see her too start crying. Now we are both in need of comfort, in need of someone to tell us this is real and we're not far in our head with that feeling of lost. So I took lead, wiping my tears away, being that someone for Makkari to rely on just as I rely on her.

I start to inch carefully over to him, fearful that this may indeed be a trick, a hallucination coming to fruition as a consequence of being deep in my head often. Thinking, wondering, worrying about him. About Druig. Close to sleepless nights I spent pondering over that fact that he may still be out there, and that little bit of hope is all I had to go off of.

Once I finally make my way a good distance in front off him, I slap him. Not because I was angry, but because I needed a sense of reassurance. Makkari gasped in surprise, not expecting me to do that. Druig just stood there shocked. Ive never done a thing like that in my life. I now know that this is the real Druig. My Druig. My boyfriend. And with that, I hop right on to him, giving him the biggest, tightest hug I could muster, motioning for Makkari to come and join.

We stayed like this for about a minute, not one of us wanting to let go of the other. I decided to take the lead and let go. Now that my emotions were together, I could think clearly, and that thinking lead to more emotions, this time one and the most dominate being anger.

"You left us. You left both of us and you didn't even take us with you. You didn't even ask us. Do you know how that made me feel! Made us feel!" I had said letting anger ruin this sweet little moment we just had. "All this time my head ponders and worries about you, each and every day since you left!" I noticed I was causing a bit of a commotion, people looking at us left and right. "Y/N, Makkari, why don't you come inside and we can finish this conversation in there. It's cold out." Druig had said. He was most definitely listening to every word I had to say, but he was just worried. I thought about it for a moment and in the end agreed. I took Makkaris hand, and followed Druig inside.

It was warmer in here. It looked like a little church if you could say. It had a podium, and long rows of benches. Druig had took a sit down, motioning for me to continue what I was saying before, and I knew he meant to listen to every word I had to say, every sentence I needed to let out.

"Look Druig, I know you care very deeply for the humans. It looks like you helped build them a nice little village, a home for them. Some place were they could stay away from the violence. And that's beautiful. That is so very beautiful. And I have no right to be upset about that. Not one. It just hurt me very deeply that you, my best friend, my boyfriend, was gone, and my family split up, and I had no one. I was so very grateful that Kari here decided to stay with me despite everything, despite being my girlfriend, because we are family. But the point is I know you did what you needed yo do, for your own sanity, for your feelings. And I admire that. It just hurt a little, that's all." I said, concluding my rant. *"Do you want to say anything Kari?"* I signed. Makkari nodded her head and started to sign *"I understand that helping to humans stop war was something very close to you, and something you very deeply needed to do. It just hurt a lot that you left with only an "I'm sorry". That's all."* Makkari had finished signing.

It was Druigs turn to finally speak. He'd been patiently waiting for both of us to finish speaking before he uddered a word. He was always so kind to us. Druig started to sign and speak so that both Makkari and I would understand. *"I understand I hurt you both deeply. I'm supposed to be your lover, someone you could depend on. Its just that watching the humans always fight took a tole on me, knowing that I was strong enough to stop it, and that hurt. Enduring it for all those years hurt. You both saw that and always did your bests trying to calm me down. But I had had enough of it, and wanted it to stop. I'm sorry I had left like that without the two of you."* Druigs apology from my point of view was a very sincere one. He shouldn't have needed to apologize like this, for it was my fault this started in the first place. I was just in my head, letting my emotions get the best of me like the always do.

I cross my arms and grin. "You're lucky I'm patient. You're forgiven even though you shouldn't had felt the need to apologize." I had said. *"Apology accepted."* Makkari had signed. *"Thank you. Both of you."* Druig had said finally feeling like a huge wait was just lifted off of his shoulders. I could never stay mad at him or Makkari. They are two of the most precious people I have the pleasure of being with. *"So are you gonna show us around or just stand there looking lost."* I say with a grin, Makkari agreeing with me.

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[magnoliabloomfield]

Garden of Heathen 24- Breaking the Spell

Gally had spent what felt like hours looking for Aussie that day. If it hadn't been for the commotion in the garden he may have believed she'd gone into the maze. But he noticed Hedy standing over someone in a large straw hat on their hands and knees in the garden. How he recognized it was Aussie just from her backside was a question for another day. By her crossed arms and the snarky bobble of her head, he could tell Hedy was harassing her.

He charged over, ready to bury her under the tomato's when the strangest thing happened. Hedy looked around, not seeing him through the trees, and then flung herself on the ground, crying out in a loud, annoying wail. Gally stopped in his tracks and just stared for a moment in utter disbelief. Did he see that right?

Aussie sat back on her heels and just looked over at her. Other girls made their way over to investigate and Gally joined them.

"What happened?" Joan was asking when he arrived.

"She went crazy and pushed me down!" Hedy said with actual tears running down her face as she pointed at Aussie who blankly stared back at her.

"No she didn't," Gally spoke up, shaking his head at her.

"Oh what?! I just threw myself on the ground? Yeah right," Hedy sniffled pathetically as Gertie appeared at her side.

"Yeah, actually. That's exactly what you did, I saw you," he informed her.

"Of course you'd say that, she's got you in her pocket," Hedy whined as an exhausted looking Gertie helped her up and tried to assess her for injuries.

Gally took a step toward her but Joan put up her hand to block him.

"Did anyone else see what happened?" She cut in looking around for any witnesses. No one came forward.

"Aussie, did you push her?" Joan asked with a sigh, more out of obligation than anything.

Aussie folded her arms and stood up, looking at Hedy.

"How did I push you?" She asked.

Hedy seemed annoyed. "Hard?"

"Tell them how I pushed you, where did I put my hands?" Aussie asked calmly.

"You shoved me in the chest, you psycho!" Hedy fired back as she nursed a sore shoulder.

Aussie looked up at Joan. "Look at her," she nodded to Hedy. "And look at me."

Aussie unfolded her arms and raised muddy hands, brown from finger tip to wrist.

Hedy's exaggerated heavy breathing silenced immediately.

Gertie looked at Aussie's hands and at Hedy's clean shirt before glaring at her over the bags under her eyes.

"No, you see- she shoved her hands in the dirt after- Ah!"

Her sentence was cut off by Gertie's palm colliding with her cheek with more force than Gally thought her little body could muster. Everyone jumped in surprise.

"Gertie!" Aussie blurted in shock as she stepped toward her but was even more shocked to be her next victim.

"Ow!" Aussie cried as she placed a hand to her cheek, the one already bruised from Thena, getting it muddy in the process. Her and Gertie stared at each other through teary eyes.

"I want my friend back!" Gertie screamed at her as the tears spilled over.

"Ok, that's enough," Lanie spoke softly as she gently took Gertie by the shoulders and led her away.

Aussie rubbed her sore cheek, her mouth gaping in shock as most of the girls shuffled around awkwardly.

"She hit me!" Hedy cried. "She should be in the pit!"

"Oh, shut up, Hedy!" Joan yelled at her, completely fed up.

Aussie turned and began to walk off, hand still pressed to her cheek. As much as Gally wanted to throw Hedy in the pit himself he left that in Joan's capable hands and followed after Aussie.

"Why are you following me?" She asked without turning around as she headed for the showers, the closest source of water outdoors.

"Because I want to talk to you," he said simply as he trudged along just behind her.

"What do you need?"

"Nothing."

"Then what do we need to talk about?"

They had reached the showers along the back wall of the Garden and Gally was tempted to hose her down with cold water if it could bring her to her senses.

"Aussie, I have tried to be patient but I can't do it anymore," he began as she scrubbed the dirt from her hands. "Tell me what's going on- why you haven't been yourself the past few days. Are you mad at me? Is that it? Did I say something-did I hurt you? Is that why you're acting like this?"

"What's wrong with the way I've been acting?" She asked him casually. "No one has died or gotten hurt since I've stuck to things I'm actually capable of doing-"

"That's not true," his statement finally got her attention and she turned to look at him.

He stepped up next to her, both of them hidden behind the privacy walls of the showers.

"I think you've been hurting yourself, and you've obviously hurt Gertie," he said as he stroked her mud caked cheek with his knuckles. "And you've hurt me, because I miss my friend too."

Her brows knit together as her glassy eyes stared up at him. She'd never heard something so sweet before and it broke right through her resolve.

"B-but I-" she began with a wobbly chin as the tears finally broke free and fell from her lashes.

He wouldn't let her argue, he just pulled her to his chest and held her tight. She seemed stunned for a second as she didn't move, but then her arms hesitantly wrapped around him, squeezing tighter as she finally began to cry into his shirt. He just stood there and let her, holding on for as long as she needed. He even rested his chin on her head and rubbed her back as she got it all out of her system.�� If he was honest that hug was just as much for him as it was for her. It was so much easier than talking too.

Her crying turned to stuttering breaths which eventually calmed down. He had one arm wrapped around her and one hand on top of her head as he looked down at her.

"Feeling better?" He asked.

She nodded against his chest.

"You ready to talk about it?"

She nodded again and pulled back, wiping her eyes and smearing mud everywhere. A soft chuckle escaped him as he looked at her messy face.

"Let's get that cleaned up first," he suggested before he turned the water on and helped her get all the mud off, running his finger under her jaw to catch it all as it ran off her cheek.

"Thanks," she said with a slight sniffle, a blush hidden in the redness from crying.

"Geez, you can see her hand print," he muttered in surprise as he frowned and cupped her face, tilting it for a closer inspection. "These girls need to leave your face alone."

Aussie swallowed hard.

"I'm sorry, Gally, for the way I've been acting," she apologized as she gently pulled his hands away from her face. "I did think you were mad at me, in the maze. I could have gotten you guys killed in there because I'm so slow and useless-"

"Whoa, whoa, whoa," he interrupted her, placing his fists on his hips. "Who said you were useless?"

"Well, just- I am, I can't run.. you were right, there was nothing I could do to help with Rani," she explained.

Gally groaned as he looked heavenward and ran a hand over his face. "I didn't mean that! I was just trying to get you out of there before something happened to you, that's all that was."

"But you were right, I-"

Gally cut her off with a hand over her mouth.

"No, no, just- stop," he sighed, aggravated that he didn't have the right words to say.

"No, Gally," she said after she pulled his hand away. "I'm not trying to be dramatic or- or feeling sorry for myself, that's just how it is! I made bad decisions that put people in danger, and I'm sorry for it. That's why I stopped... trying."

Those steely eyes of his stared down into her own and she felt her heart skip a beat in the moment of silence before he took a deep breath.

"Ok, I think I see where you're coming from but still... it's this freaking place," he gestured all around them. "Every time you've tried to do the right thing it's always looked like the right thing... right? I've never seen you do something that seems... illogical at the time, it's only later that this place throws us a curve ball we couldn't plan for, you know? It's not that you made bad decisions because your heart is always in the right place. Now, personally, I wouldn't mind if you never went in that maze again, because- well, yeah, you might not be the best runner."

Aussie giggled at the way he bobbed around saying that, trying not to hurt her feelings.

"But you're still the best at a lot of important things that you shouldn't stop doing," he finished up, not realizing how exhausting it was to try and articulate himself.

"Thanks," her voice came out soft and sheepish as a smile tugged the corner of her mouth. She gave a small wince at a tingle of pain in her face and put her hand to her cheek again. "I should probably go talk to Gertie."

"Yes, you should do that," he agreed. "She's been giving me grief lately and I'm ready to give her back to you. That little booger."

Aussie laughed at that which caused him to smile.

"Hey, there's the old Aussie," he said happily. "Oh! Do me one favor though," he said as he put his arm around her shoulders and pulled her into his side causing her eyes to widen slightly. "Just keep treating Hedy like that, ok? That was really good!"

She chuckled again, remembering the priceless look on Hedy's face earlier.

"Ok, I think I can do that," she agreed.

"Good!" Gally said rubbing his hand up and down her arm encouragingly.

"Oh, I think I figured out what those letters you wrote on the note stand for," she suddenly blurted, feeling good enough to tease him just a little.

"O-oh?" He seemed taken off guard by that.

She nodded. "Because You Love Hedy."

He blurted out a humorless laugh with a fake smile.

"Not in a million years. Get out of here," he said as he shooed her away.

She giggled as she walked back toward the house. He stood there and watched her go with a soft smile on his lips, heart hammering in his chest. He'd gotten her back. She'd almost come close about those letters, if only she knew how close. That made him a little nervous. He turned and splashed some cold water on his face before venturing off to find something to do.

MaStErLiSt

@a-ravenclaw-into-tardis-221b @sweetseunghyun-poulter @mrbillymontgomery @frequentlychangingfandoms @crazysheeplyca

#gally #fanfiction #fanfic #tmr #mazerunner #maze runner #will poulter protection squad #garden of heathen

[softquietsteadylove]

Hi! I have a request about Zombi au👀 how about when they settled into the new place they meet up with druig and Makkari and they we're just all getting along in the instant and one time they having lunch conversation Makkari suddenly tell how Ikaris roughly handled thena on the supply run when Gil is still pass out and then Gil is not happy about it that thena needed to calm him down before he could kill the guy and assure him she already handled it. Thankyou ❣️❣️❣️

"Hey, you."

"Hey," Thena looked up as Gil circled behind her, his hand drifting over her shoulder as he sat down with a tray of food. "How's cooking duty?"

"Getting there," Gil answered simply. "I don't have the best inventory yet, but there haven't been any complaints."

"I'll say, this shite is better 'an anythin' we've had yet!"

"Gil, this is Druig," Thena introduced, only after Druig had taken the liberty of complimenting the food and then loudly shovelling in another bite. "He also worked here under Ajak in the beginning of things. He worked in psychiatry apparently, but he also is quite good with agriculture."

Gil smiled at the man eating like he had been famished for days, and then at the woman who gave him a cheeky kind of wave and smirk. "Uh, hey."

"Makkari," Thena smiled, putting down her fork and raising her hands. "She's deaf, but she's their top runner. She can cross the entire city in two hours, apparently."

"Whoa, that seems," Gil furrowed his brows, but Makkari grinned, signing something back to Thena. He would have to ask her to teach him during their off hours.

"She was a track champion, she says," Thena smiled, translating in real time as Makkari's hands flew at lightning speed. "She could have gone national if she hadn't been disqualified."

"Disqualified," Gil looked at them both, but Makkari didn't seem particularly bitter about it. She lifted her arms and made bunny ears with her opposite hands, a few times even.

Thena laughed, shaking her head as well as she lifted her fork for another bite, "stealing."

Makkari practically rolled right out of the cafeteria seat in her laughter at Gil's face.

"Extra food," Druig clarified, relieving Thena of translation duty. "Don't worry, she won't nick any of your valuables."

Makkari gave him a wink and a shrug.

"She won't," Thena raised her eyes at the woman across from her (across from Druig, really, but in her eye line). "Because she likes you."

Gil smiled sheepishly, picking at the meal he himself had prepared. "That's what everyone says when they're hungry."

Thena nudged him gently, under the table and away from the eyes of their new comrades. "You know very well that's not true."

He finally took a bite of food, looking around at those whom Thena had befriended in her short time here and without him. She didn't usually end up talking to people, let alone liking them. "How was the run today?"

"It was okay," she smiled, eyes searching him for a deeper worry under his light tone. "Makkari and I went into some higher hotel rooms close by--I told them about the mini-fridge trick."

"I can't believe we never considered 'em," Druig said with only half a mouth full this time, "all this time."

"Thena's smart like that," Gil praised freely and openly, looking at the woman beside him instead of eating his bean salad. Not that she noticed.

It could have gone better.

Thena did look up at Makkari but didn't bother speaking up, resuming eating instead.

Gil frowned at her, "what?"

"It's nothing," she shrugged, reaching for her bottle of water.

Makkari looked at Gil, it did go well, until a certain someone started arguing with Thena over whether to take the stairwells or use a dumbwaiter system in the elevator shafts to get the supplies down.

Gil leaned behind Thena, asking Druig with his eyes to please translate for him.

Druig looked at Makkari, and then at Thena, who must have given him a hell of an expression. He swallowed his massive bite slowly. "Uh, well, it was mostly smooth sailin', apparently. Nothin' to worry about, big fella."

Gil frowned, though. He put his fork down and slid his tray away from him, only so he could slide Thena's tray away from her. She stared at the table, as if trying to figure out what had happened to her meal. She turned and looked at him the way she would look at the devil himself. "Thena?"

She just glared at him, lips pursed (cutely). "It was nothing."

He slid her tray even further away from her. He knew there wasn't much that could break the iron will of the Goddess of War. But withholding her food - so long as it was made by him, which was kind of sweet - was the one way. "Thena, what happened?"

She eyed the tray, knowing he would not make getting it back easy. A faint huff escaped her as she tossed her fork down, "Ikaris and I got into it, nothing worth dragging up again."

"What do you mean," Gil said quietly and evenly, his hands already tightening around the edges of her tray, "got into it?"

"Blondie here is cocky, that's what she means."

"Ikaris, not now," she turned in her seat, all too prepared to bark at him about minding his own business. "It's water under the bridge."

He glared her down, though, crossing his leanly muscled arms at her in his navy t-shirt. "I said we should use a dumbwaiter to get the food up and down. But GI Jane here said it would be better to carry the shit all 'emselves down seventeen fuckin' flights of stairs."

"You can't rely on the cables in elevator shafts anymore!"

"Okay, okay," Kingo patted Ikaris' shoulder beside him, "don't wanna go starting this again."

Gil stood. "What happened?"

"Uh," Kingo looked around, as if he would find a glowing door that would help him escape another scuffle.

"What," Gil repeated, having no problem standing nose to nose with the obstinate guard, "happened?"

Ikaris looked down at Thena, who was still seated, determined not to rise to his bait (as Gil was). He scoffed, "she's savvy out there, but she's got wee arms to be doin' heavy liftin', no? I got my hand around her whole bicep."

Gil tilted his head faintly, trying to absorb what Ikaris was saying. He had held Thena's arm? He had held her by the arm? He had gripped her by the arm? He had fit his entire hand around Thena's slim upper arm?

"If she bruises it's only 'cause she has as much meat on those bones as a pigeon."

Gil grabbed Ikaris by the front of his shirt, backing him up into the seats behind them. Ikaris' knees bent, making him grab the edge of the table behind him. Gil leaned over him heavier. "Don't you ever touch her!"

"Gil!" Thena rose, eager to intervene as others in the cafeteria started gasping and whispering.

"Don't ever put your hands on her!" Gil roared in the guy's face. He didn't care. He didn't care that he was making a scene or making a powerful enemy. He didn't care if he got kicked out for this. "If anything - anything - ever happens to her out there I will kill you!"

"Easy!" Kingo yelled, trying to pry the much larger, much stronger Gil away.

"Come on!" Druig growled, also trying to drag Gil away from Ikaris.

"I mean it!" Gil barked at him, "if anything ever happens to her it's your head!"

"Gilgamesh!" Thena moved between them, pushing against his chest as Kingo and Druig attempted to pull him by the arms. She pressed her fingers into the divet between his pectoral muscles. "Stop it!"

He was out of steam, anyway. But he was still glaring at Ikaris as he picked himself up, huffing and glaring, obviously ready to go on if he was let go. Gil was all but panting, light headed from the adrenaline rushing through him. He couldn't help it. All he felt was rage looking at this bastard.

"Gil," Thena attempted, raising her hand to his cheek and forcing him to look at her, "hey."

He blinked, the edges of his vision expanding again.

"Look at me," she whispered, her thumb against his cheek, "I'm right here."

She was right here, unharmed.

"I'm fine," she assured him, making him look at her instead of over her head at the man he was frankly ready to beat to death.

Gil carefully raised his hands. He knew everyone was watching him. They had seen him lose it twice now, if not more, considering how long he was out of it during his recovery. They probably thought he was some monster of a man.

But he ran his hands over Thena's arms gently, as if just touching her would make the bruising that asshole was talking about appear before his very eyes. Her skin was so soft. "Y-Yeah?"

She nodded, still holding him, grounding his senses in her instead of his rapid heartbeat and boiling blood. "Yeah."

Gil let go of a long breath, letting the rest of his energy leave him. He was exhausted, and he was still on dinner and cleanup duty for the night. "Okay."

Thena smiled, satisfied that he was feeling calmer about the whole thing. She let him pull her closer until she was tucked against his chest, which he would argue was the safest place in the world for her. She pressed her cheek against his clavicle and the collar of his t-shirt under his unbuttoned flannel. "It's okay, Gil."

Druig stepped away from him tentatively, hands still at the ready, "all right, then."

"Come on," Kingo patted Ikaris as he picked himself up. He looked at Thena and Gil, neither apologising nor condemning them. "Let's go."

Ikaris did give them one last glare before storming off.

Gil watched him go. He didn't like that guy, no matter how nice Sersi was. But once he was far away enough, he resumed burying his nose in Thena's hair. "Sorry."

She rubbed his back, as if soothing him after a nightmare, "you're okay."

"What is going on in here?!"

Thena pulled away, looking up at Gil with wide eyes. He was not to say a word.

"S-Sorry," Druig stood as Ajak made her way over. "Me'n Ikaris...y'know."

Ajak gave him a look, but the fact that she so readily believed him really spoke to how well the guard got along with most here in the hospital colony. "How many times, Druig?"

"Aye aye," he nodded, like a teenager getting scolded after curfew. He sat himself back down, "won't make a peep, mother dearest."

Ajak just rolled her eyes at him, despite what she claimed to be a very strict rule about in-fighting. She looked at Gil, leaning against Thena's shoulders. "Everything okay?"

She most definitely knew that it was Gilgamesh involved in the fight, not Druig.

Gil smiled, hiding his fists in his armpits, "great!"

"Hm," she pinched her lips together, at him and then at Thena, "I trust the matter was resolved?"

Thena just nodded, but Ajak seemed to accept the silent promise to her that the fighting was at least done for now.

"Right," the doctor sighed before rushing away to her next fire that needed squashing, her white coat flaring behind her.

Thena looked up at him. "That was too close for comfort, wouldn't you say?"

Speak for yourself, that was the most fun I've had all week!

Thena just glared at the petty thief and friend across from her.

He sighed, sitting down with her and trying to ignore the stares focused on them. He slide their trays over again, half pushing his into her space for her to take what she liked from him. "Sorry."

Thena nudged Druig's shoulder faintly as she picked up her fork again, neither looking at each other, "thanks."

"Nothin'," Druig shrugged, also not looking as he resumed eating his corn (while Makkari resumed stealing bites of his canned fruit).

"You sure I can't come with you?" Gil asked her gently, no longer having any appetite. He hovered closer to her than necessary, even running the back of his knuckles up and down her bare arm. "I'm no 'you', but I'd be better than that guy."

Makkari nodded eagerly.

"That's for Ajak to decide," Thena said gently to dissuade him from his overprotective argument. "And besides, who would make these delicious meals then?"

He sighed. She was appealing to the chef in him, but he would rather crawl through filth with her than serve a hundred strangers his best three course meal. "Come on."

"Not to pick sides, but T's right, big guy," Druig piped up, again with his mouth full. T? "I ain't eaten like this in a dog's age, and I bet the rest of 'em here'll get how invaluable you are right quick."

No one else here talked like that.

"I can handle myself," Thena assured him more quietly. She even let him pull her knee so her thigh could rest against his. "You don't think I would let him grab me and not nail him right in the nuts, do you?"

Gil chuckled. No, of course she had gotten in a shot directly to his biggest weakness. That was the Goddess of War he knew (and loved). Thena leaned in gently as he pressed a kiss to her hair, "of course not."

#Thenamesh Zombie AU #they're married your honour! #thank you for the ask my sweet!!! #these are the moments that just #oh I live for them #the threat!!! #especially from quiet and sweet Gilgamesh #people do kind of wonder if he's a gentle giant or if he's a fucking psycho #he seems really sweet dishing out food and collecting trays to be washed #he's kind even a little shy #but then they whisper about how some guy hit on his wife while she was sitting alone waiting for him #and he nearly picked the poor guy right off the ground and threw him #meanwhile Thena is like he's not dangerous he has anxiety! #just a man trying to look out for his murder wife #and forgetting how strong he actually is #Ajak hears about it later and is like well...you kind of deserve that #Ikaris is so offended #he looks at Sersi who is like...honey please you're embarrassing me #he's devastated--his own wife?! #Ajak: you deserved that kick in the nards #now go play nice #also they will do shit like this #and still be like no we're not married--we're not together #everyone else: ???

[kawaiionnna-moved]

Wish I were Junie

Okay so it’s basically a song prompt fic based on the song Heather by Conan Grey https://youtu.be/GPUg7n8-M6o

December third. The Wright Anything Agency office was cold. The heating wasn’t working, and one window was stuck in an open position. Athena was at her desk, reading through a case file when something hit her in the face. It was a red polyester jumper. She moved it from her face, looking up at the person who’d thrown it at her.

“I can see you shivering from here. Put that on.” It was Apollo. He gave her a smile before turning back to focus on his own case file. Athena slipped on the jumper, feeling how warm it was. A blissful smile appeared on her face, taking a moment to curl up into the warmth of the jumper. Apollo glanced up at her. “It suits you. I think it might actually look better on you than me.” He laughed, causing Athena to laugh softly too. After a moment, they both turned back to their separate case files. The pleasant silence that had fallen over the pair was soon interrupted by a gentle knocking at the door. “Come in.” Apollo called to the person on the other side, who opened the door and revealed herself to be Juniper Woods.

“Hi Thena. Hi Apollo.” She came in, smiling at both before walking over to Apollo’s desk. The two of them had been spending more time together recently at Athena’s suggestion, and were now evidently close. “You ready to go?” Juniper asked Apollo, her back turning to Athena. Apollo quickly shuffled the files on his desk into a pile and got up from his desk.

“Yeah. Let’s go.” He grabbed his coat from the coat rack and put it on before turning to Athena. “Mr. Wright knows I’m leaving early. I promised Juniper I’d help her with some shopping. He informed her. Junpier gently held his hand, and he held hers back in response. Athena could sense the strong happiness from Juniper when he did. “Keep ahold of my jumper, just return it tomorrow or something.” He said, noticing she was still wearing it. He already had his coat on, and he didn’t want her to be cold still.

“Alright. See you tomorrow Apollo. Bye Junie.” Athena smiled at the pair and waved to them as they left the office. The second the door closed, Athena’s smile dropped entirely. She caught the scent of Apollo’s aftershave on his jumper. Somehow it made her warm inside, but also sad.

The next morning, Apollo and Athena arrived at the office at the same time. They’d run into each other on the way, so had just come the rest of the way together.

“Stop!” Trucy practically shouted as they came in through the door. Phoenix didn’t appear to be in the office, so it was just them three. Athena stopped, stepping slightly to the side so Apollo could enter too. “Look up.” Trucy instructed, making no effort to mask the smile that so desperately wanted to escape. Both Apollo and Athena looked up, and noticed it at the same time. A piece of mistletoe.

“Y-you don’t have to if you-“ Athena started to explain that he didn’t have to kiss her if it made him uncomfortable, but Apollo did it anyway. He cut her off with a kiss. Athena’s face turned as red as Apollo’s suit, but she quickly decided to kiss him back. It just felt right to her.

“Let’s agree not to tell Juniper about this.” Apollo said quietly as he broke the kiss. Athena nodded, her hand going to her cheek. It was warm and tinted red. Apollo decided to make some coffee. It was pretty cold outside. At least the cold gave Athena an excuse for the somewhat obvious blush. “Would you like some coffee, Athena?” Apollo asked as she took off her coat and sat at her desk.

“Yeah, thanks Apollo.” She didn’t look up from her desk as she replied to him. She was just idly on her phone when a text appeared. It was from Trucy, which she found rather strange considering she was basically next to her. She opened the message, and was instantly met with a picture of her and Apollo kissing. Trucy must’ve just taken it. She didn’t want to smile at it like she was. She almost wanted it, but she knew she couldn’t. Juniper loved Apollo after all, Athena could never do that to her best friend. Widget displayed a sad dark blue as Athena turned her phone off and started to read the case file that had been left on her desk.

Light rain began to fall as Athena, Apollo and Juniper walked through the busy high street. The trio had gone Christmas shopping together, and Athena couldn’t help but feel like a third wheel. Apollo and Juniper had been flirting pretty hard most of the time. She was happy for them, but she was admittedly a little jealous. She just couldn’t help it.

“Apollo, I’m starting to get cold…” Juniper told him, wrapping her arms around herself. The wind was starting to pick up, hitting them with an icy wind and cold rain water droplets. Apollo took off his jumper and held it out to Juniper.

“Here. Put this on.” He insisted. He had a second one on underneath, so he would be fine. Juniper thanked him and took the jumper, slipping it on. Athena felt a pang in her heart as she remembered Apollo loaning her the same polyester jumper back in the office just a few days ago.

“It’s really warm.” Juniper commented softly, snuggling up in the jumper. Apollo laughed softly, putting his arm around Juniper’s shoulder as the wind picked up. Athena shivered, her own jacket not being enough to keep her warm. She was starting to get overwhelmed with everything that was happening. She had to get out.

“I think I’m gonna head home…” Athena told the pair, interrupting their moment. She tightened her grip on her bags, digging her nails into her palms. “It’s so busy here, I’m starting to get a little dizzy.“ She forced a smile, burying her sadness.

“Oh, you sure?” Apollo asked, a little disappointedly. Athena nodded her head, but the feeling of his bracelet tightening on his wrist told Apollo a different story. “I’ll see you at the office Monday then.” He didn’t press it now.

“See you later, Thena.” Juniper smiled and gave Athena a small wave. Athena turned and walked away quickly before they could see the tears pricking her eyes. Emotions had always overwhelmed her, but rarely were they her own.

The party was in full swing, ready to celebrate the new year. Apollo had been with Juniper most of the night, and was ready to ask her out. They were close, and he liked her. It just made sense. He pulled her into the kitchen, where Athena and Trucy were getting a drink.

“I wanted to ask you something.” Apollo told Juniper, his voice loud so it would be heard over the music. Juniper looked at him with an innocent smile, oblivious to what his question could be about. “Will you be my girlfriend?” He asked, fiddling with the end of the knitted scarf Juniper had made and gifted to him.

“Yes! Absolutely!” Juniper was beaming, her smile as bright and happy as the sun. She jumped into his arms, hugging him tightly and kissing him. Athena slipped out, her own heart breaking inside. She was supposed to be happy for Junpier, yet all she could feel was a deep sadness consuming her heart. A moment after she left, Phoenix and Maya entered their kitchen.

“You guys alright?” Phoenix asked, interrupting their moment. Juniper broke the hug quick, her face flushing with shy embarrassment and her hand grabbing on to Apollo’s. He laughed awkwardly and held on to her hand in return.

“Yeah. I just asked Juniper to be my girlfriend and she kinda said yeah…” Apollo decided to confess. He was over the moon about it, but it felt a little embarrassing to be caught by his boss.

“Aww! Congratulations!” Maya smiled brightly, congratulating the pair. Trucy meanwhile pulled Phoenix aside to talk to him about something. It was important and couldn’t wait.

“Daddy something’s wrong with Athena. She looked really sad a minute ago.” Trucy’s voice was only loud enough for Phoenix to hear her over the music, even with her speaking a few inches from his ear. She’d noticed it as soon as Apollo had asked Juniper to be his girlfriend, and thought the two were linked.

“Alright. I’ll go check on her.” He told Trucy, patting her head before leaving the kitchen to go find Athena.

Athena held her arms tightly around herself as she looked up at the night sky from the small balcony she had gone to for a moment of privacy. She wanted to compose herself, or at least push her sadness down, before heading back into the party to celebrate Juniper and Apollo getting together at last. She was lost in thought when the door opened and Phoenix came on to the balcony.

“You doing okay Athena?” He asked her, standing beside her. She nodded, leaning on the wall and continuing to look up at the sky. He could tell she wasn’t alright though. Her demeanour, Widget displaying a dark blue colour, and the two psyche locks that had appeared all told him she wasn’t alright. “Trucy said you suddenly looked really sad earlier. It was… it was when Apollo asked Juniper to be his girlfriend, wasn’t it?” He decided to press it gently and break the psyche locks. Athena tensed up, closing her eyes and looking down. “Something about that is upsetting you.”

“But it’s not supposed to!” She snapped, Widget turning red around her neck. She looked up and turned to Phoenix, folding her arms. “They’re my friends, and I’ve known Juniper liked him since she met him. I’m supposed to be happy for them… but…” the anger disappeared, leaving only sadness behind again. She sighed and shook her head, not saying anything else.

“You’re not feeling how you think you’re supposed to feel.” Phoenix summarised. Athena’s arms dropped to her side as the first psyche lock broke. Phoenix had an idea where this was heading, but he didn’t want to make an assumption. He also couldn’t shy away from the truth, even though it could hurt. “Be honest, how does it make you feel?”

“I’m happy for them! I really am. I mean, it’s what Juniper wanted, and they both always look happy together.” She turned away, instead leaning on the railing. It didn’t take a genius to see Athena was diverting the topic away from herself. Phoenix leant on the railing beside her, shaking his head.

“No, how do you really feel?” He repeated himself a little clearer. Athena wasn’t as happy as she claimed to be, and the psyche lock was still present. She went silent for a moment, looking down at the patch of grass below the balcony before speaking.

“I feel… sad… and a little jealous…” she confessed. She hadn’t realised it herself just yet, but it was starting to come to light. The reason she felt that way about Apollo and Juniper’s relationship.

“Why do you think you feel that way?” Phoenix’s voice was calm when he spoke. That admission hadn’t broken the psyche lock, but maybe the reason she felt sadness and jealousy would. Athena was silent for a minute, which to her felt like an eternity, as she thought about it.

“I… I l… lo… I love him.” The psyche lock shattered. Tears were threatening to spill from Athena’s eyes. It only came to her as she said it. She loved Apollo. She was jealous because she loved Apollo. She was sad because she’d lost him. No, she’d practically driven him into Juniper’s arms. “I’ve really messed up, haven’t I?” Her voice was barely audible over the music from inside.

“I…” Phoenix wasn’t sure where to go from here. Trucy had never had problems like this, so he was completely inexperienced. Still, he knew he had to comfort Athena. “Do you need a hug?” He offered, opening an arm to her. She looked at him, some confusion mixed into her sadness, but was quick to move closer and hug him. He put his arm around her and rubbed her back comfortingly. “I can’t pretend to know what you’re feeling, but I know how it feels to have my heart broken. Trust me, you’re gonna be okay. Sure, it sucks now, but you’re a strong young woman. I have no doubts you’ll be just fine.” He told her. She was silent, just hugging him and trying not to cry.

The time was three am. The party had long ended, and Athena was laying on top of her bed. She couldn’t sleep. Now she was alone, he was letting her tears out. In her arms was a picture frame with the photo Trucy had taken of her and Apollo kissing under the mistletoe inside. She set it down and forced herself to sit up, starting to idly braid her long hair which was now loose. Widget was dark blue around her neck still. She got up and walked over to the full length mirror on the wall, staring at her reflection. She was wearing just a pink nightie, her ginger hair in braids and makeup smeared all over her face, which to her only made her look like an uglier version of Juniper. More tears spilled from her eyes. It all felt so unfair.

“Wish I were…”

#athena cykes #apollo justice #juniper woods #phoenix wright #trucy wright #ace attorney #ace attorney fanfiction #song prompt #fanfiction #angst #maybe i’ll write a happier ending one day #justicykes #Youtube

[imagine-riverdale]

Ordinary Part 2-Sweet Pea Imagine

As requested by the lovely @laurastrutz here’s part two, to Ordinary.

Part One

Part Three 

Athena would never say being pregnant was easy, seeing as it wasn’t. Being only seventeen Athena understood now that her life was changing forever, which brought her to where she is now. Standing inside the small trailer she and Sweet Pea shared, Athena noticed it was littered with an array of baby stuff, seeing as Toni threw a baby shower at the Wyrm once Athena hit her five-month point. Athena had a family, one much better than the family she was related to by blood. Her newly found family took care of her and loved her, imperfections and all. It was hard for Athena to believe that in four short months she’d have a son, a baby, a new responsibility. Sweet Pea had adjusted to the fact very quickly, especially after finding out it was a boy, the first thing he did was run out and buy a stuffed bear that was blue, much to Athena complaining about the stereotype of boy things being blue.

“It’s a mess in here.” Fangs stated entering the trailer. “What happened?” Glancing around he noticed all the baby stuff lying about.

“Toni threw the baby shower, Sweet Pea and I haven’t had the chance to put it all away yet, hence why I’m standing here.” She looked over at her friend. “Do you know what time he gets off?” Sweet Pea had taken a job working for a mechanic on the Southside, the pay was decent enough, especially with Athena working at the Wyrm every other day.

“Won’t be till late, he has a job for the Serpents.” He mentioned and Athena nodded before moving towards the things littering her floor.

“Well I better start cleaning up, then I’ll cook dinner.” She smiled back at Fangs.

“Do you ever get out anymore?” He asked as Athena picked up a basket of baby clothes that would eventually go into the small dresser that was attached to the changing table that was in the two’s bedroom.

“Fangs, I’m pregnant, there is no ‘getting out’ anymore.” She stated. “I go to school, go to work, come home, cook, clean, homework, repeat.” She stated. “Pea and I barely have time to see each other anymore.” She mentioned, Fangs nodded.

“Come on.” Grabbing his friends arm he pulled her out of the house and over to Sweet Pea’s truck, the only thing Sweet Pea would let Athena drive in anymore.

“Where are we going?” She asked watching Fangs shoot a text off to someone before driving towards Pop’s without saying a word.

“You’re hanging out with your friends today.” He stated pulling into the parking lot, the two walking in and being greeted by Toni. The group of three sat in the booth at Pop’s for a few hours just talking and eating. “Toni and I are taking yours and Pea’s shifts this weekend, you’ll still get paid for it.” Fangs mentioned. “I texted Nick about it, he’s cool with it, and Hog eye isn’t going to care if Toni takes over for you.”

“You don’t have to do that.” Athena shook her head looking at her friends as they were standing in the parking lot.

“Yes, we do.” Toni stated. “Fangs said you guys are both worn out, plus you haven’t seen each other, take a break, especially before the baby comes.” She stated smiling at her best friend. “I promise you, you need it.” Athena sighed.

“Sweet Pea already agreed.” Fangs mentioned causing Athena to groan.

“Fine.” She huffed before hugging both her friends. “I need to go, I have a bunch of stuff to do at home.”

“Nope.” Toni took Athena’s arm. “We’re going to a movie, Fangs has stuff to do so he’s gonna take my jeep back and grab his bike.” Toni glanced at Fangs before Athena and Toni went and seen a movie. Meanwhile at Sweet Pea and Athena’s trailer, Fangs, Jughead, and Betty were rushing to put everything away, the only thing they left was the crib for Sweet Pea to assemble. When Athena and Toni arrived, she immediately noticed the lights on in the trailer.

“Toni, what’s going on?” Athena asked as they climbed out of the truck.

“What ever do you mean Thena?” Athena looked at her friend before entering the trailer to see the three standing in front of her, grins on their faces.

“Fangs texted us, saying you were stressed with everything going on.” Jughead stated.

“So, we volunteered to come help.” Betty stated.

“Everything is put away, organized, and folded. Only thing we didn’t do was the crib, Pea said he wanted to do that with you this weekend.” Fangs said as Athena smiled before starting to cry. “Oh no, we’re sorry!”

“No, no.” Athena held up her hand at Fangs. “They’re happy tears, promise. My hormones are all over the place, don’t worry about. Thank you, guys, really.” Athena hugged all four of them in her trailer. “I couldn’t ask for a better family.” The group hung out and watched movies for awhile before each one left, leaving only Athena and Fangs, as Fangs stayed every night until Pea came home. Athena had fallen asleep on the chair whilst Fangs was cleaning up from the movies when Sweet Pea came in around one in the morning.

“Hey man.” Fangs said seeing Pea as he dropped his things on the kitchen counter.

“Hey.” Glancing at his girlfriend Sweet Pea smiled. “How long has she been out?”

“Since about ten thirty.” Fangs stated finishing up the dishes which Sweet Pea nodded before looking back at his best friend.

“Thank you, for tonight.” Sweet Pea wasn’t one to thank people, but Fangs was looking out for him, and more importantly Athena. “I know how stressed she’s been and no matter what I try, she doesn’t seem to relax, so thank you.”

“No problem bro, you’re family.” Fangs and Sweet Pea hugged before Fangs grabbed his Serpent jacket. “I’m gonna bounce.” Once Fangs was gone, Sweet Pea locked the door and quickly showered before heading back to the living room where he lifted Athena into his arms and moved towards the bedroom.

“Sweets?” Athena’s voice cracked as she blinked open her eyes sleepily.

“It’s me.” Sweet Pea looked down at her before setting her on the bed.

“What time is it?” She yawned sitting up slightly to move back on the bed. “When did you get home?”

“It’s about one thirty, not long ago.” Sweet Pea said heading towards the dresser and grabbing Athena’s pajamas. Sweet Pea helped his girlfriend change before the two laid down in bed.

“They did everything Pea.” Athena wrapped her arms around him and mumbled into his chest. “What did we do to deserve them?”

“You deserve the world Thena, sadly you ended up with me.” Sweet Pea’s voice was soft. “You could do so much better,”

“Pea.” Athena sat up to look at his face. “I have the world, you, you are my world, you and our son.” Touching a hand to her stomach, Athena smiled before pressing her lips against his. “I love you, I can’t do any better because you are the best.” The two fell asleep after Sweet Pea told her that he loved her.

The days passed, the nights got colder as winter came in full swing. Friday night, a night that used to be all the younger Serpents hanging out at the Quarry but with the current weather they now all chose to spend time at the Wyrm. Both Athena and Sweet Pea had to work for a bit, so he dropped her off at the Wyrm before heading over to the mechanic shop he worked at. Athena had worked for a few hours before Sweet Pea came into the bar.

“Hey.” Athena smiled over at her boyfriend as she slid him a beer. “Fangs and Toni are in the back with everyone.” Nodding towards their friends, Pea smiled. “Take this to Fangs, he needs another, he lost at pool to Toni.” She passed him another drink and leaned over the bar kissing Sweet Pea before waiting on a group of college kids in from Greendale on winter break. “Check if Toni needs anything.” Athena smiled before turning back to the group of kids, all six being guys. “What can I get for you?” As Athena asked, she noticed FP walking down from his office, grabbing a beer she slid it down the bar to him. “Take a seat Jones, it’s the holiday’s take a break.” The six guys gave Athena their orders and she got to it as FP sat down at his normal spot at the bar.

“Just cause it’s the holidays doesn’t mean we get breaks.” FP reminded. “How’s everything going?” FP motioned to Athena’s stomach as she began placing drinks in front of the group of college kids whom seemed interested in their conversation.

“Peachy, Sweets thinks we should name him Knox.” She laughed. “From Dead Poets Society.” She mentioned handing the last guy his whiskey.

“Of course, he does, I’m sure Jug agrees?” FP asked as Athena nodded.

“He’s got Fangs and Jug in on it, driving me nuts, I get a text about it every hour.” She laughed as here phone went off, pulling it out and sliding it to FP which he read ‘Baby Knox doesn’t sound to bad’. “Fangs is set on Knox Fangs, and I’ll be damned if I name my son that.”

“Better than Forsythe Pendleton.” Jughead mentioned stepping up behind his father.

“Hey Juggy. You want anything?”

“No, just came to talk to my dad. You got a minute?” Turning to FP who nodded before setting his beer back on the counter.

“Duty calls.” He grinned standing and walking away with Jughead. Athena took the bottle and began cleaning up a bit before wiping down the counter and refilling the college kids drinks along with a few older Serpents. Glancing over occasionally, to see Sweet Pea and Fangs playing pool.

“Hey hot mamma.” Toni grinned stepping behind the bar and grabbing her own drink.

“You do know you’re not working today right?”

“Yeah, but you need a break, go hang with Sweet Pea.” Toni tried pushing Athena from behind the bar.

“Nah, he’s busy with Fangs, they don’t get to hang much, it’s cool. But you’re more than welcome to help.” Athena teased before hearing one of the college kids as a question.

“What’s with all these names? Jughead, Fangs, Sweet Pea? What were their parents thinking?”

“They’re nicknames.” Athena mentioned. “None of them had the greatest of names.”

“I’ve been friends with Sweet Pea for like twelve years and I still don’t know his name.” Toni mentioned standing next to Athena.

“Sleep with him, he opens up pretty quick after that.” Athena laughed turning back to grab her cup of water.

“That’s all? You willing to share?” Toni teased causing Athena to laugh.

“He’d kill me.”

“Nah, you’re having his kid.” Athena nodded before filling a beer for Tall Boy.

“Most Serpents don’t know it, hell I’m not sure Fangs does.” She glanced back at her boyfriend.

“Who would rather be called Fangs?” The guys asked as Athena looked back at them.

“He had bad teeth growing up, kids made fun of him, his teeth are better, but he kinda liked the name.” Shrugging she set a bowl of pretzels in front of them.

“Can we get another round, beautiful?” Sweet Pea asked stepping towards the bar and setting the two bottles on the counter.

“Depends.” Toni turned to her friend. “Tell me your real name.”

“Topaz, wasn’t talking to you.” Sweet Pea glanced back at his girlfriend with a smile.

“Do I have to sleep with you to get that information?” Toni asked as Athena grabbed two beers.

“Nah, you gotta be carrying my child, be named Athena, and be my future wife.” He stated not breaking eye contact.

“Wife? Oh honey.” Athena laughed shaking her head. “Should probably worry about getting this baby out of me first, then we’ll talk about marriage.” She said placing two beers on the counter. “Or you should probably ask me first.” Turning back around she began putting money in the register.

“Marry me then.” Sweet Pea stated, still leaning on the counter and staring at his girlfriend. Athena laughed.

“Stop playing around you idiot.”

“I’m serious, marry me.” Athena turned as Toni gasped, in Sweet Pea’s hand sat a ring, it was one Athena recognized as his mothers, the only thing he had left after her death.

“Pea.”

“Marry me?” He asked a third time as Athena began crying and stepping towards him nodding.

“Yeah, I’ll marry you.” She said smiling, Sweet Pea slipped the ring on her finger. “Perfect.” She said softly, looking down at the ring before glancing back up at him before kissing him. Pulling away from Sweet Pea she noticed Toni on the counter.

“Edward!” She called over to Fangs, causing everyone to turn and look at her. “Sweets and Athena are getting married!” Everyone in the bar began to cheer as Athena blushed and looked at her boyfriend, no fiancé.

“I think I’ll take you up on your offer Toni, I’m gonna take a break.” Moving around the bar, she and Sweet Pea headed to the booth, as they passed Fangs, they handed him his beer before the two fell into a small booth and began quietly talking. Life wasn’t perfect, but this was damn close for the two Southsiders.

As always thank you for reading my loves! I wasn’t really planning on doing a part two but now I’m thinking of doing a third part. Let me know what you think. Thank you again for reading!

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[killerqueen-18]

Chapter Four| Creepy Girlfriend

2009

THE WEEKEND WENT BY QUICKLY WITH ATHENA LOCKED IN HER ROOM WITH HER BROTHER JOINING HER WITH THE BRIBE OF PIZZA, and after the boy gave Sirius baked chicken the two let the boy join them in a Star Wars marathon. They made plans to watch Harry Potter the following weekend.

Athena and Jeremy stayed away from Elena and their Aunt Jenna the entire weekend, since the two wanted the youngest Gilberts to talk about their feelings. And the two continued ignoring them, so Athena drove to school in her green Bronco with Jeremy.

The younger Gilberts were eating in the back of the Bronco with the trunk open. Athena parked her car at a park. They were eating in silence until the girl asked a question.

“Do you think it’ll ever get better?”

Jeremy looks at his sister with wide eyes, shocked that the girl subtly brought up their parents. He knew just like him, Athena didn’t like nor want to speak about their parents death.

The boy sees the look in Athena’s eyes. He could see the girl’s genuine curiosity, and also saw the anger in her eyes. “I think that… we’ll never get to the way we were before, but we’ll grow and become stronger people once this dark cloud passes. Once we let it pass.”

Athena hums, looking out to the empty park in front of them. “I’m tired of being angry, Jer. I just want… to be happy.”

“You will be, ‘Thena.” Jeremy says, wrapping his arms around the girl. The two hug for a moment, it being the most contact the girl has had in months, and Athena pulls away. “Ew, you know I don’t do this mushy bullshit, Jer.”

Jeremy chuckles letting his sister pull away from him. He watches the girl jump off the bed of the truck, and adjusts her skirt before turning to him. “We should get to school. Wouldn’t want to be late.”

“Can we be late?” Jeremy asks, whining. The boy complies and helps his sister clean up the bed of the truck, throwing away their garbage. “Nope. I heard you’ve missed six classes already.”

“Please, don’t lecture me.” Jermey says, scoffing. The girl climbs into the driver's seat as he gets into the passenger seat, and the girl looks at Jeremy starting up the Bronco. “I’m not. I’m just letting you know that I heard Tanner called Aunt Jenna in about you.”  

Jeremy groans, leaning his head against the headrest. “Great.”

The two didn’t speak about anything on the drive to school only sang - more like screamed - to The 1975. They almost missed their first classes. But the Gilbert girl made it to her class just as the last bell rang. She was sitting in her history class as Mister Tanner spoke to a sleeping class.

"Originally discovered nearly five centuries ago it hasn't been over Mystic Falls in over a hundred and forty-five years. Now, the comet will be its brightest right after dusk during tomorrow's celebration."

Athena was drawing in her sketchbook - not much of a surprise since it wasn’t her favorite class. She seemed to be in her own little world. It almost seemed like she wasn’t really there.

"Are we bothering you? Mister Salvatore? Miss Gilbert." The man adds making Athena look up from her paper, only to see he was not looking at her, but her sister. Thankfully, the bell rings.

Athena jumps out of her seat and out the door wanting to get away from that classroom with the irritating man. She catches up with Caroline and Bonnie and hears the part of their conversation.

"I'm confused. Are you psychic or clairvoyant?" Caroline asks, looking at the Bennett girl. The blonde notices Athena and loops her arm with the girl. Bonnie smiles at the Gilbert girl, and answers the blonde’s question. "Technically, Grams says, I'm a witch. My ancestors were these really cool Salem witch chicks or something. Grams tried to explain it, but she was looped on the liquor. I tuned out. Crazy family, yes. Witches, I don't think so."

"Yeah, feel free to conjure up the name and number of that guy from last friday." Caroline says, smirking. "Ohh, new boy toy?" Athena says smiling, wiggling her eyebrows at the blonde playfully.

"Maybe, If Bonnie helps a girl out." Caroline says, looking at the Bennett girl. "I didn't see him. You did." Bonnie says, rolling her eyes with a smile on her face.

"Why didn't you just talk to him?" Athena asks, raising an eyebrow. She knew the girl always took the chance to speak to someone good looking. "I don't know. I was drunk." Caroline says, making the two laughs.

• • • •

"They're keeping her overnight, but she should be able to come home tomorrow." Matt says to Athena who asked about Vicki during their lunch break. The two were walking around the school.

The girl’s heels clicked on the cement as she walked. Athena hadn’t worn heels since her parents funeral, but she woke up wanting to wear heels. The girl decided on a black v-neck, light washed jeans, and animal print heels.

"That's good." The Gilbert girl says, nodding. The blonde, blue eyed boy sighs, running his hand through his air. "Yeah."

Athena hums, and thinks about the Donovan’s absent mother. "What about crazy mama?"

"Called and left a message. She's in Virginia Beach with her boyfriend. So we'll see how long it takes her to come rushing home." Matt says, shrugging. He knew he didn’t really need the woman, in fact he thought that his sister and himself were better off without the woman. "I’m just glad she’s okay." Athena says, looking up at the boy.

"Me too… And now there's talk of some missing campers." Matt says, remember the words he heard on the news that morning. "Did she see what kind of animal attacked her?" She asks, curiously.

"She said it was a vampire." Matt says amused, yet confused. "What the hell?" Athena stops walking. The two stop, as the girl looks at the boy wanting to know more.

The blonde male nods. "Yeah, she wakes up last night, mutters, 'Vampire,' and passes out."

"That's not weird." Athena says, sarcastically. The girl couldn’t help but think, out of all the things the girl could say, attack her, and she says a vampire. A creature that isn’t even real. It just confused Athena the more she thought about it.

"Think she was drunk.” Matt says, shrugging, then he sees the new kid sitting at a bench. “So, what's up with Elena and the new guy?"

"I have no idea, but I'm going to find out." Athena said, as she smirked looking at the back of Stefan’s head. "Don't scare the guy now... I'm actually gonna go back to the hospital. I wanna be there when Vicki wakes up, get the real story about last night." Matt said, walking backwards.

"Alright, I'm going to go bury a body. I-I mean make a friend." Athena says as the boy gives her a look, before turning around with a roll of his eyes.

"I guess I'll play nice." Athena says smiling, cheekily. "Good girl!" Matt yells, chuckling.

The girl turns back to where Stefan was sitting on a bench only to see he's gone. Athena frowns trailing her eyes to see if the boy was walking around, but it was like he completely disappeared.

"So, my sister wants to date a ghost?” Athena says, raising an eyebrow, but the girl shakes her head at the thought. “God, this town keeps getting weirder and weirder as the days go on."

• • • •

The school day came to an end for the students of Mystic Falls High School. When the Gilbert girl’s got home, Athena let Sirius out and fed the dog. They were then asked by their best friends to meet them at the Mystic Grill.

It took a while, but Elena convinced her sister to let her drive them. Athena agreed hesitantly, but climbing into her sister’s car nonetheless. Thankfully, the older Gilbert didn’t talk about feelings instead they talked about Vicki and Elena letting her sister talk about the book she was reading at the moment - The Diviners.

Athena and Elena saw their best friends sitting outside the Grill with fries and tea already at the table for Athena. “Oh, food.”

“Hello, to you too.” Caroline says, glaring at the girl playfully. The girl hums with fries in her mouth. The three girl’s began folding flyers for the comet as Athena drew in her sketchbook tuning out the girl’s until Bonnie began talking about her Grandmother, that’s when she became curious.

"I was talking to Grams. She said the comet is a sign of impending doom. Last time it passed over Mystic Falls, there was lots of death. So much blood and carnage, it created a bed of paranormal activity." Bonnie says, explaining to the girl's her interest in the comet that was going to happen the following day.

"Mm. Yeah, and then you poured Grams another shot and she told you about the aliens." Caroline says, scoffing at her best friend. "My kind of woman." Athena said with a smirk, making the girls laugh.

"So, then what?" Care said then turned to Elena who was talking about her night with Stefan. One that Athena didn’t really want to hear about, but listen nonetheless. "So then, nothing." Elena says, shrugging.

"You and Stefan just... talked?" Athena asks, curiously. "There was no sloppy first kiss, or touchy-feely of any kind?" Caroline says, not believing the girl.

"Nope, we didn't go there." Elena says, shaking her head. "Not even a handshake? I mean, Elena, we are your friends. Okay? You are supposed to share the smut." Caroline says, almost offended.

"Okay, sister here, and gross." Athena says, disgusted. "We just talked for hours." Elena says shrugging, ignoring what her sister said.

"What is with the blockage? Just jump his bones already. Okay, it's easy. Boy likes girl, girl likes boy, sex." Caroline said, ignoring the looks she got from Bonnie and Athena. "Profound." Elena says glaring at the girl, playfully.

"Let them go on a couple dates first, I mean come on." Athena says, shaking her head. Sure the girl didn’t care if people slept together the first time they met, but if her sister really likes the guy - by the looks of it, she did - she thinks her sister should get to know Stefan before sleeping with him. "Says the seventeen year old virgin." Caroline says with a roll of her eyes.

"You know what, I'm happy being a virgin. Maybe I want to lose it someone I actually want to be with, not just someone I can't even look in the eyes the next day." Athena says, raising an eyebrow at the blonde.

"Where are you going?" Bonnie asks Elena, watching the girl stand and push in her chair. "Caroline's right. It is easy. If I sit here long enough, I'll end up talking myself out of it instead of doing what I started the day saying I was gonna do." Elena says nodding to herself, then walks away.

"So, you’re just going to ignore what I just said about being a virgin and proud?" Athena yells after her sister. "Shhh! That's not something you yell to the world." Caroline says, shushing the girl, and hits her arm.

"Oh my god. Like it affects the whole world that Athena Gilbert hasn't been deflowered." Athena says rolling her eyes, sarcastically. The girl’s eyes then wided with realization. "Oh, fuck she's my ride.” The girl runs towards her sister’s car, as the other girl’s laugh behind her. “Goddamn it, Elena!”

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[the-one-eighteen]

Wannabe

(read on ao3)

written for @catardmeowaystuff for the 2019 Buddie Discord Secret Santa! 

It’s been a weird day.

Eddie’s just going to put that out there. It has been a weird as hell day.

Nothing bad, really - the actual work day at the station had been slow. A few medical calls out, one kitchen fire, and a couple of ‘well, we thought it was an emergency…’ but nothing catastrophic.

Hell, a slow day like that? Probably why the idea to go out even got bounced around in the first place. They were all getting off roughly in the same time frame - Hen and Buck off in the first half of the day, the rest making it out that evening, and they hadn’t gone out as a team in a long time, so, after an easy day, why not?

And Eddie was fine with that. Going out for drinks sounded fantastic actually. Chris was with Pepa for the night, and if the choice was between an empty, quiet house, and a bit of fun for a couple of hours? Easy choice, no problem.

No, what was weird...was Buck.

As soon as they’d settled on where they were going for the night - some bar Eddie had only vaguely heard of - him and Hen had been whispering between the two of them whenever they got a free moment. They’d sent Chimney running, and just stared at Eddie whenever he got too close. Even Bobby had taken one look at them and just...walked away.

He wasn’t sure who was more relieved when those two finally left, something still going back and forth between them.

Now, there was that. There was also the fact that Buck had just been weird. For the last week. Period.

They’d always been...fine. Maybe a little too in each other’s space, sure - anyone with eyes could see that, and had taken the opportunity to point that out by now, thank you Hen. But that was just...them. It wasn’t weird that Buck spent as much time at Eddie’s place as at his own. Wasn’t odd that, given the chance, Eddie would rather spend his kid-free nights at Buck’s than in his own place. Hell, half the time he didn’t even need that excuse since Buck liked hanging out with Chris just as much as he liked hanging out with Eddie. More, probably, now that he thought about it.

Sure there were some...odd moments, here and there. Looks a little too heavy, hands on each other a little too long for a shove, a little too short for a grab, quiet moments stretched heavy and thin between them, smiles too small and sweet…

And Eddie had to stop himself and shake his head a little bit.

Sure, there’d been moments. But nothing...nothing concrete. Which...he kind of needed before he even entertained the idea of upsetting what they had. He’d never had a friend like Buck and like fuck was he going to cock that all up because he was maybe a little too invested in Buck’s smile. And that delighted, startled laugh he had, that was a little too sharp and off-beat to be anything but genuine. And those big, expressive eyes and fidgety hands that got everywhere. And his...well, his everything.

Right, stop. He shook his head again, with a light smack to his temple for good measure.

This week. This week had been weird. Buck had been...pulling away, almost. He didn’t crowd Eddie’s space on the couch up in the loft at the house anymore. Didn’t invite himself over without Eddie broaching the conversation first. Didn’t try and rough-house or tap his shoulder to get his attention, or...or...Well. He wasn’t there.

And it was weird.

And it took everything in him to not crowd Buck about it. Not to push. Not to ask...ask for their normal back. Because it wasn’t actually normal, was it?

So, that, plus whatever was going on with him and Hen today?

Yeah. Weird fucking day.

---

By the time they all make it to the bar - roughly an hour after everyone had gone their separate ways after their shift - Eddie realized why he knew the name, but didn’t actually know the place. A karaoke bar. The one Chim and Maddie were always talking about.

Wonderful.

But, hey, he was there to have fun. And, hell, as long as they had alcohol, he could deal with some ridiculous singing. As long as no one tried to drag him up there.

Buck and Hen were still doing their whole...scheming together thing. There really was no other description for it. But Buck had also gotten right in Eddie’s space as soon as he’d seen him, none of the week’s hesitation showing, wrapping an arm around his shoulders and clapping him on the chest to bring him in with a laugh when Eddie had been stuck outside staring at the sign in mild horror. So. He could deal.

There’s a round of drinks, and Chimney and Maddie are the first ones of the group to take the stage, with Karen and Hen cheering them on loudly from the group’s table. And, Eddie has to admit, those two make a pretty good pair up on stage. Both having too much fun to care about hitting every note right, yet both good enough singers that they’re not missing too many anyway, except when they break down to laugh at each other.

Buck’s sitting next to him, which is the only reason Eddie notices when Buck startles with a yelp, glaring at Hen, who’s still watching the stage. So they were back to the weird.

“Hey...everything okay, man?” Eddie asks, low enough to avoid most of the table overhearing, but loud enough to make it over the ending notes of Eye of the Tiger.

“Huh?” Buck looks over, blinking at him for a moment, before a wide smile splits his face. If Eddie didn’t know better, he’d say Buck was...nervous? “Oh, yeah, just kicked the bar.” He hesitates a moment then, eyeing Eddie with a suddenly intense look that Eddie can’t really...parse. Then, he’s turning to Hen, “Hey, Hen, come up with me for a sec.”

And they’re gone, heading over to the DJ.

And Eddie’s still just. So confused. About everything.

Athena, Bobby and Karen shooting him knowing looks is not helping, either.

Hen’s back a couple minutes later, looking proud of herself.

“You actually convinced him?” Athena asked, sounding both mildly surprised, and put out.

“Didn’t need to. ‘Thena, I barely said two words before he was off,” Hen says, grinning way too wide for Eddie’s comfort. That look generally involved money changing hands.

Sure enough, as soon as Buck took the stage and...something played its first two notes, Hen was holding out her hands, and he heard a handful of groans and a bit of shuffling while people tried to get at their wallets.

He wasn’t really paying attention at that point. Because by then, he’d actually placed the opening notes of the song. And Buck still looked nervous, standing up there in the light - his hands twitching and his smile lopsided, but still bright.

“Yo, I’ll tell you what I want, what I really, really want,” and he’s off, dancing along in his own little world and hitting every single note, about two octaves lower but otherwise perfectly.

And for a long couple of moments, all Eddie can do is just...stare. But then Buck opens his eyes again - and when the hell had he closed them? Maybe on that spin? - and finds Eddie’s in the crowd.

“If you want my future, forget my past, if you wanna get with me, better make it fast. Now don’t go wasting my precious time, get your act together, we could be just fine…” Eddie’s not entirely sure what his own face is doing, but whatever it is, it breaks Buck out of his concentration, for just a moment, and Eddie’s damn near blinded by the goofy, way too bright grin he shoots him before getting back into it.

He vaguely feels Hen reaching over to clap his shoulder with a laugh. Only knows it’s Hen, because a second later, she’s leaning against his shoulder absolutely losing it. Whatever, she’s on a completely different plane of existence, as far as Eddie’s concerned. Right now, an actual plane could probably crash into the bar and he wouldn’t notice a damn thing, not with Buck looking at him like that - all his focus is boring into Eddie, and if it wasn’t for the lopsided smile that Buck can’t quite school completely, Eddie would be burning up on the spot for all the heat in Buck’s gaze.

“Oh, what do you think about that? Now you know how I feel.” What the everloving hell, Buck? “Say, you can handle my love, are you for real? I won’t be hasty, I’ll give you a try, if you really bug me then I’ll say goodbye,” Eddie would honestly like to see Buck try, after this.

“If you wanna be my lover, you gotta get with my friends,” and there goes Karen and Hen and...Chimney, hooting and hollering along, and if Eddie wasn’t so goddamned focused, he’d probably be blushing by now. “Make it last forever, friendship never ends. If you wanna be my lover, you have got to give - taking is too easy, but that’s the way it is.”

And only then does Buck break eye contact, and Eddie feels himself take in a breath he didn’t even realize he was holding as Buck twirls off into another spin and slide of a dance that is way too smooth and loose to not have been practiced.

Eddie takes those few moments to just breathe, and he’s glad he does because then Buck’s looking at him again, intense and just there. “If you wanna be my lover, you gotta, you gotta, you gotta, slam, slam, slam - make it last forever,”

And Eddie maybe loses some time there before the music finally starts winding down, ending with a Buck just about breathing into the microphone, “If you wanna be my lover…”

And then he’s done. And there’s clapping and hollering, and he’s pretty sure their table is the loudest of all, and all Eddie can do is just. Stare.

Stare as Buck breaks eye contact to actually register the rest of the room, his smile going bright and goofy, even as red stains his cheeks in the harsh spotlight. He gives an awkward little wave before jumping off the stage, and if Eddie’s heart wasn’t already going a mile a minute as it was, it probably would’ve skipped a beat.

He’s moving before he even really has a chance to think about it, completely ignoring the catcalls behind him, catching Buck before he can make it back to their table and dragging him out the door. Like hell was he going to do this - whatever this was - in front of his team. He loved them, but no.

Luckily for him, Buck just laughs when Eddie grabs his arm and lets himself be manhandled outside. He’s pretty sure Buck salutes back to the table, but he can’t be sure.

Once they’re outside, he whirls back on Buck. Feels his words die in his throat as he actually looks at Buck, leaning back against the wall, hands in his pockets, and looking so damn pleased with himself, he’s just about glowing, his eyes glittering and his smile lopsided and Eddie really, really just wants to kiss him, then and there.

But he has to ask. He has to, or he just might go insane.

“What the hell was...was that?” he asks, gesturing weakly back inside. He’s still not sure what his face is doing. Whatever it is, it has Buck laughing, dissolving into giggles as his arms wrap around his stomach.

And Eddie...Eddie can’t help it. He ends up laughing right along with him - helpless little giggles that steal his breath and bubble up inside him because he just can’t with Evan Buckley.

It takes them both a long couple of minutes to calm down, both of them sitting on the ground and leaning back against the wall and into each other’s shoulders by that point.

Eddie scrubs his hand down his face as he’s finally able to take in enough air that’s not immediately turned into hiccuping laughs. Buck takes a moment longer, his face pressed into Eddie’s shoulder and his own shaking slightly still.

Eddie knows his grin is stupid. Can’t really find it in him to care. “So...what was that?”

And Buck takes another moment, his face still buried in Eddie’s shirt, but Eddie can see the corner of a smile when he gets up the energy to answer, “What do you think it was?”

“Well it sounded like you were asking me out. But all of that… Why couldn’t you just ask?” Not that he didn’t like Buck’s approach. Hell no. That was fucking delightful. But after this whole week? Of Buck pulling away, and Eddie having to stop himself from straight up chasing after him? He kind of wanted to know.

“Mm…” Buck finally seems to have his breath back, and he shifts enough to get his chin on Eddie’s shoulder, looking at him with those big eyes, focused only on him, only a few inches away, and Eddie feels something in his chest clench hard. “Why couldn’t you?” h asks. And Eddie would be...offended? Annoyed? Maybe. Feels like he should be. But it’s...it’s an honest question.

“I was…” And Eddie pauses. Wants to look away - not really sure if he can take Buck looking at him like that, so close, while he says this. Realizes he can’t not, either. “I was scared…” he murmurs, and something softens in Buck’s look.

“You weren’t the only one. This seemed...fun. You know? A way to...to get over that. Make it goofy, make it silly, maybe it wouldn’t hurt so much if you said...no…” And that softness is melting into something wary and sour and Eddie can’t have that.

He’s moving before he’s thinking about it, closing the bare two inches between them to press a soft kiss to Buck’s lips. It’s little more than the bare press of skin to skin, but it’s sweet and soft, and Eddie wants to drown in that moment.

“Ha! Told you! Pay up!”

He startles back slightly, blinking at an equally confused Buck, before both of them turn to look at...Hen. Who isn’t even looking at them anymore, but back towards the door, where Chimney, Maddie and Karen are peeking out, looks ranging from disappointed to giddy. “And tell Bobby he owes me too!”

And Eddie looks back at Buck. Finds Buck already looking at him.

And all they can do is laugh, pressing their foreheads together and tuning out the world again as their shoulders shake together and their smiles can’t help but meet in the middle.

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