#druig imagines

[dreaminginpastels]

Wow you’re writing is great! If you’re not busy, would you do a Druig request where he’s in love with his fellow Eternal who’s generally neutral in family fights but one Druig manages to bother her enough that he feels guilty and asks for forgiveness because he can handle everyone else being mad at him but not her? Thank you in advance!

wounding me softly

pairing: druig x fem!eternal!reader

summary: in which druig is increasingly distracted in battle and reader has had enough.

warnings: reader says some slightly not very nice things to druig, sliiiightest angst, brief intimacy

reader pronouns: she/her (by request)

word count: 2.1k

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Druig was getting on your last nerve. Literally. 

Arishem had gifted you the ability to heal others, but what you hadn’t told the rest of the Eternals was that this “ability” came with a catch - each time, you had to absorb the injury in order to heal it. Early on in your inception, you’d decided it was some punishment, for what you had no clue, but as you became an integral part of the Eternals and learned from each of them, you’d come to see it as your own private gift - a way to develop untapped empathy and care for others. It made you the beautiful person you were. 

Right now, however, Druig was testing your patience. The two of you had spent much time together during the early part of your stay in Babylon, and had grown close enough that Druig had started showboating in battles, leading the two of you to keep a tally of Deviants slain and owing each other various snacks after battle depending on who won. You were happy for the first time in a long, long time. You had even let yourself wonder if there might be more on the horizon between you. Over the last week, however, something had changed. Druig was quieter, withdrawn. You’d find him lost in his thoughts, and, most troublesome was the fact that he seemed to have lost his focus in battle. It was taking its toll. 

It had started with slight delays, Druig got where he needed to be but always just a tad too late. At first, you were concerned, checking in on him even though he’d just brush you off. But then you’d begun to get frustrated with the brooding eternal. The battles were becoming more frequent, and as the demand on your abilities grew, so too it seemed did Druig’s wandering mind. 

…

Drained and exhausted, you slumped against a wall as Ikaris blasted a Deviant ahead of you on your route to a wounded Kingo. 

“Kingo, again?” you sighed as your hands pressed on his abdomen. You felt the deep gash slowly and agonisingly transferring to your own side. 

He winced, “It’s not my fault, y/n, I swear-”

“They’re just targeting the weakest link.” Ikaris stated, matter-of-factly. 

Kingo scoffed. “Okay, rude.” 

Ikaris smirked before responding to Sersi’s summon. 

Kingo turned to you, “But seriously, y/n, if Druig showed up every once and a while, maybe these damn Deviants would go down easier.”

You groaned in frustration at the same moment that Kingo sighed in relief. The injury had finished absorbing, but you were severely lightheaded and could barely move. Druig was going to get more than an earful when you got back. 

“You’re an angel, y/n.” Kingo announced as he brushed your hair out of your face. “Seriously, I appreciate you so much.”

You grimaced, trying to hide the immense pain you were in. “T-thanks Kingo. Be careful out there, okay?”

He nodded before saluting you. “I won’t let you down, boss.”

…

“Rock, paper, scissors for the last twinkie?”

Druig brushed up against your shoulder playfully in the common space of the Domo, earning him a glare from you, and a chuckle out of Kingo. 

“Woah,” Druig began, gesturing to your glare with his twinkie in hand, “Careful with that thing, you could seriously hurt someone!”

You scoffed and walked away, feeling Druig’s confused gaze following your every step. As you walked into your room, you could hear his voice echoing through the walls of the Domo. “Was it something I said?”

“You, my friend, are royally screwed.” Kingo replied, stifling a chuckle.

…

A week had passed since Kingo’s major injury, and you hadn’t spoken a single word to Druig. You knew that the silent treatment was probably a bit immature for an eternal being, but frankly, you couldn’t care less. Being unfocused in battle was one thing, but vanishing when your family needs you the most? That you couldn’t condone.

You knew he’d have an excuse, and part of you was desperate to hear it. You missed him. Of course you did. Your love for him only made your resentment more torturous. 

Carefully positioning your still-recovering body against the wall in the meeting room, you watched as the other Eternals filed in with bated breath, wondering how much longer you could keep your secret. 

…

Druig’s heart rate spiked as Ajak concluded their meeting, the blood coursing through his veins as he prepared for what he was about to do. He hated confrontation as much as the next person, although the next person was Ikaris... 

“Alright, if no one has anything further they wish to present, you’re all dismissed.”

“Actually, Ajak,” Druig began, taking in the eye-rolls from his fellow Eternals as his voice filled the room. “I have something I’d like to discuss.”

Ajak’s patient, loving eyes wandered his face like a warning. “Yes, Druig?”

“Y/n’s been giving me the silent treatment lately, and I’d like to get to the bottom of it.”

“Oh here we go…” muttered Kingo as his eyes met Sprite’s, drawn to the impending drama like a car crash he couldn't tear his eyes from.

“It pains me to bring it up," Druig continued, glaring briefly at Kingo, "but seeing as the Deviants are getting more frequent, I figure we need to gel as a unit, and I don’t feel that we’re doing that.”

“HA,” A voice stirred from the shadowed corner of the meeting room. “You can talk.”

As you emerged from the shadows into the light of the meeting space, Druig took in your appearance - your heavy breathing, the dark bags under your bloodshot eyes, how pale you were. He instinctively moved towards you, resting a featherlight hand on your shoulder. His heart shattered as you winced and pulled away from his usually welcome touch. 

“Y/n, you look like crap! What the hell happened?” Then, softly in your ear, “Are you okay?”

Druig felt you tremble the second before you shoved him away from you. “Of course I do! While you’ve been off doing Arishem knows what, we’ve been protecting the humans, and each other, from Deviants. Who, as you so kindly reminded us, are getting more dangerous and more frequent. This is the time that we can’t afford slip-ups, and you’re off with the fairies!”

Druig’s head fell in shame. You hated conflict, least of all with him, and he had driven you to this. He knew it was entirely his fault - he had been distracted lately, and you deserved to know why. “Y/n, I-”

“You’re careless! And you don’t think about anyone but yourself. We can’t afford that, Druig. We’re a team. A family. Act like it.”

He shrunk into himself, every trace of his usual swagger and confidence shattered like the fragile heart he held within. You were right. He had done this to you, left you exhausted and pained - a shell of yourself. The one person he swore he’d never hurt. He mustered the only words he could, hoping they were at least a bandage over your weak frame. At least enough until he could hold you again. “I’m sorry.”

With a deep sigh, he watched as you limped out of the room - step by pained step. Druig looked at the faces of the other Eternals, taking in their disappointment with panicked eyes before rushing out of the room to follow you. 

…

“Y/n, wait!”

You groaned as he approached. Every noise you made splintered Druig’s heart a little more. He needed to make this right. Now. 

“What, you couldn’t even let me have a badass exit? You’re unbelievable.” You mustered a chuckle to lighten the mood, but Druig saw how it pained you. How you shuddered with each breath. 

“Oh my darlin’, you’re not okay.”

You raised an eyebrow, “Obviously, Druig. But great to know you weren’t even listening to my speech-”

“No, I can see it - something’s really wrong.” He lifted an arm above yours and studied your eyes carefully for permission before gently lifting your arm over his shoulder. “Let’s get you to lay down, we can talk when you’re comfortable.”

You winced as Druig lifted your arm, but hummed gratefully at his concern, lifting his hopes ever so slightly that things might just be okay. That he might win his best friend back, if he could muster the courage to be sincere enough.

Druig guided you to your room, and lay you gently on your bed, relishing in the comfortable sigh that emerged from your lips. You looked up at him, guarded but gentle. “Thank you, Druig.”

“You’re  welcome, my darlin’.” He softened as he took you in. Then, he eyed your bed. “Mind if I lay with you?”

You hesitated for a moment before nodding your permission. 

The silence that followed was full of unspoken emotions. Of feelings too large for the room, but deep enough to create a chasm between you. Until your voice echoed through the dark. 

“What’s been going on with you lately? You’re a formidable warrior, unrelenting in battle. What could possibly have you distracted enough that you’d ignore Kingo’s calls for aid?”

Druig sighed. “Look, y/n. It seems we’ve both been keeping secrets. I’ll tell you mine if you promise to tell me yours?”

You eyed his outstretched pinky. “I cannot believe you’re making me pinky swear like our inception was yesterday.”

He laughed gently, “You know you love it.”

Rolling your eyes, you took his pinky in yours. “Fine, pinky swear.”

While your pinkies were still entwined, Druig quickly added, “but you go first!” before letting go. 

“You are an actual child, Druig.”

“And you have a secret to tell me…” he replied in a sing-song voice. 

The mood was instantly quashed by your serious tone. “I…”

Carefully, Druig took your hand in his. “You know you can tell me anything, my darlin’, I’m not going anywhere.”

You took a deep breath as you looked up at him, meeting his concerned irises. 

“My abilities come with a cost. A condition. I can’t heal anyone without taking on their pain first.” Druig searched your eyes, horrified by your words and connecting the dots as you continued, “So, each time I’ve healed the others in battle recently…”

“...you’ve had to take on their injuries yourself and heal from them.” He finished for you. 

You nodded sombrely. “Each, and every one. Individually.”

“Oh, my beautiful, beautiful, y/n. Why didn’t you tell us?” Druig looked down sheepishly at your entwined hands before quietly adding, “Why didn’t you tell me?” 

Your voice was smaller than Druig had ever heard it as you replied, laced with the worries and insecurities you had held inside for an eternity. “I…I didn’t want to burden anyone, to let anyone down, and…I didn’t want you to look down on me for being the only Eternal whose powers are conditional. I was ashamed for a really long time.”

“I could never look down on you, y/n.” Druig began, turning to face you as he gently cupped your cheek and stared into your eyes. “I…I love you.”

Your eyes widened, “You…you do?”

He chuckled sadly, “Of course I do, you beautiful, oblivious fool. I’ve loved you forever.” Druig looked down bashfully before muttering under his breath. “That’s uh, that’s actually why I’ve been so distracted lately.”

“Wait, WHAT?”

“I know, I know, it’s so dumb. I just, I’ve been wanting to ask you if you would ever consider seeing me as more than just the brooding Eternal that boasts in battle for snacks because he’s too shy to ask the girl he loves to be his. I never thought you would ever see me as more and I…I would daydream about us in battle, I couldn’t stop thinking about you. About us. Then, last week I saw these flowers - daisies, I- I know they’re your favourite - when this Deviant shoved me to the ground deep in the forest and I thought they would be perfect for some grand romantic gesture and then I heard about Kingo and- I’m so sorry y/n, I ruined everything, I hurt you, and-”

Druig’s panicked rambling faded into nothingness the second he felt your lips graze his. Gentle, shy at first, and then more deeply, with a passion that he felt at his core. He moaned against your lips, “Y-y/n, I-”

“That is somehow equally the sweetest and dumbest thing I’ve ever heard come out of that beautiful-” kiss, “-beautiful-” kiss, “-mouth.”

With a lovestruck gaze, and an empty mind, Druig’s eyes moved from your lips to your eyes as he took in the sight before him. “Y-you forgive me?”

You smiled then, cupping his face gently before placing another tentative kiss on his waiting lips. “I’ll do you one better. I love you, you sweet, idiotic Eternal. I’d be honoured to be yours.”

The two of you lay there in contented silence, falling asleep entwined in each other's embrace, knowing that everything would be okay. Knowing that you had each other.  ...

a/n: hi lovely, i’m so very sorry for how long it’s taken me to get around to this request. it was my last druig request for AGES and I was just so nervous that if I wrote my last druig request I wouldn't get any more, so I held onto this baby like my life depended on it. that being said, I tweaked the request a little bit and I ADORED writing this. I hope that it’s everything that you wanted it to be, and please please feel free to request for baby boy again because I love writing for him SO MUCH 🤍 

i’m so excited to get back into writing again, i finally finished my honours degree and I have so much creativity it’s not even funny - hoping to really smash out a bunch of your requests and create a writing schedule so i can keep it up because i miss and love writing for you all! thank you so much for your patience and support, you mean the world to me and i’m thankful for you every day 

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[playbucky]

First Love.

Requested by Anon – Can I ask for a with Druig x Eternal reader where he always been in love with her but never say or do anything and everyone take separate ways and when is time to find her all the Eternals go to her home and find that she's had a life with someone, and that he knows what she is and know about them. Characters – Druig x Reader. Word Count – 2k.

‘Baby, you have some visitors.’ Nikolai called, you lifted your head from the large pot. Moving away from the cooker, you made your way through your house, rearranging the flowers on the way past. Looking at the bright yellow tulips, a smile made its way onto your face. Arriving at the front door, Nikolai moved out the way and the smile quickly dropped. ‘Could you go and look over dinner?’ You asked Nikolai, he nodded. Placing a kiss to the side of your head before he disappeared into the house. ‘What are you guys doing here?’ You asked the group of eight, who were looking at your hardly changed appearance. ‘Ajak was killed.’ Ikaris said, your brows furrowed together. ‘What?’ You questioned. ‘We found her in her garden.’ Sersi said, you lowered your head. ‘Why are you here?’ You asked them. ‘We need your help Y/N.’ Druig said, your eyes snapped to him as he lifted the sunglasses up onto his forehead. ‘You don’t need my help.’ You told them. ‘We do.’ Sersi said, you shook your head as you lifted a hand and rested it on the doorframe, forming a barrier between them and your life. ‘No.’ You said. ‘The creatures are coming back, one of them attacked Sprite and I in London.’ Sersi told you, you looked over your shoulder. ‘You are more than welcome to stay for dinner, but I can’t ruin this life.’ You told them, Sprite smiled at you. ‘I’ll gladly stay for your food; all we’ve been eating is crisps and sandwiches.’ She said, you gave her a smile as you moved to the side allowing her to walk past you. ‘Oh wait, does he know?’ She asked, you looked over your shoulder and nodded. ‘Yeah.’ You replied, she nodded before heading in as you turned to the group. ‘He knows?’ Sprite asked, making sure she heard you correctly. ‘We’ve been together five years, can’t keep that from him.’ You said, Thena looked at you and smiled.

‘Where’s Gilgamesh?’ You asked, looking around the table. You noticed Thena freeze and look blankly at the plate in front of her and your stomach dropped. ‘When?’ You asked, Nikolai looked at you. ‘Two days ago, we were attacked by three creatures when we were getting Druig.’ Phastos said, you clenched your jaw and nodded. Nikolai’s hand landed on your thigh, giving it a gentle squeeze. You looked up at him, you had silent conversation and he sighed before nodding. He cleared his throat and stood up, the group watched him. ‘It was lovely meeting you guys but I need to go pack.’ He said, he lifted his plate up before taking it to the kitchen and cleaned up quickly. ‘Why is he packing?’ Sprite quizzed, you clenched your jaw. ‘He’s going to stay with his family.’ You told them, pushing the food around on your plate. ‘Why?’ Ikaris questioned. ‘Because he loves her and knows that when he’s safe she can focus.’ Thena stated, you looked at her through your eyelashes. ‘So, you’re going to help us?’ Sprite asked, you nodded and lifted your head to look at her. ‘I can’t let them destroy the world that we built, that we created and that I have fallen in love over and over with.’ You explained, your gaze slipping to Druig at the end of the table.

‘Is he willing to stay with you when he’s old, wrinkly and cannot move but you’re still the gorgeous woman that never ages?’ Druig asked, you knew he was giving you a compliment, all be it back handed whilst berating your lover. ‘No.’ You told him, your voice void of emotion as you looked at your old friend before you looked away. ‘I’ve told him I won’t be around then because I can’t bear the thought of seeing him die.’ You informed him, he watched as you avoided eye contact with him. ‘So why did you fall for him?’ Druig asked you, you shrugged your shoulders looking at the man you were in love with then to the man who had been your first love. ‘I don’t know Druig, why did I fall for him? Why did I fall for you?’ You asked him, lifting your gaze and finally made eye contact with him. ‘But what should it matter, I haven’t talked to you in thousands of years.’ You told him, his gaze dropped, ‘yet then again you did believe that you always knew better, didn’t you?’ You asked him, his bright gaze snapped up to you as you watched it darken. ‘I never tried to control you.’ He hissed, you arched an eyebrow. ‘No, I’ll give you that but I would bet my life that you would’ve tried to keep me stuck in your village?’ You said, he shook his head quickly. ‘No.’ Druig snapped, he pointed a finger at you before he took a breath and dropped his arm. ‘I would have never harmed you, not when I loved you so much.’ He said, you took a small step back. ‘Druig, we never loved each other.’ You told him. ‘We believed that we had to be together, right, no one else understand us since we were created together?’ You quizzed, his eyebrows flickered. ‘So you don’t believe that Icarus and Sersi don’t love each other?’ Druig questioned, you opened your mouth before a knock at the door stopped you. ‘Come in.’ You said, you turned to the door to reveal Sprite, she looked concerned. ‘Everything okay?‘ She asked, you gave her a tight smile. ‘Oh yeah, just having a well overdue conversation.’ Druig commented, Sprite looked at him then to you. ‘We think we’ve found something.’ She stated, you nodded and Druig pushed past you, Sprite stepped to the side before he bashed his shoulder against hers. ‘Are you sure your okay?’ ‘Yeah, hard truths always come out and well I realised them before he did.’ You told her, you turned and offered your arm which she took, both of your made your way to the large room where everyone had gathered. ‘I hope you can sort it out, we’ve all been routing for you.’ Sprite told you, you tried to smile but it came out more of a grimace than anything. ‘I don’t think so Sprite, he’s had years to apologise or to even reach out but now, with this fight where we don’t know what we going against-,’ you told her. ‘But you were each other’s first love.’ She commented and still looked hopeful. ‘Exactly,’ you sighed, ‘when Ajak found out that we were puppets having our minds wiped it was in our design to fall in love with each other.’ You finished. ‘Or fate.’ She added. ‘Fate doesn’t exist.’ You replied as you shook you head. ‘Come on Y/N, every restart, life and planet we’ve been in, you would think that they would programme that out, stopping any emotions.’ Sprite said, your brows furrowed as you sighed. ‘I wish it was that simple, I really do but I’ve gave up Sprite, I’ve spent too much time hoping.’ You said. ‘And with Nikolai?’ Sprite quizzed, ‘With him I don’t have to hope, we support each other and love each other.’ You explained, she looked down at her feet. ‘But he’ll die.’ She whispered, almost afraid to say it. ‘Yes he will.’ You agreed with her, ‘but until then I want to be loved by him, I want to settle down and maybe even get a dog or two.’ ‘What about a kid?’ She quizzed, you shook your head. ‘It’s impossible, we aren’t designed to reproduce but that isn’t a bad thing.’ ‘We should join the others before the send a search party out.’ You joked, Sprite smiled and you both continued on the short walk.

You and Makkari watched as Ikaris pushed Druig into the mountain, the rock crumbled with the force and Makkari screamed as she dropped to her knees. Everyone froze and watched as Ikaris floated down, his lips pulled into a smirk. ‘Oh don’t too upset Y/N, you don’t love him.’ He taunted, you stood taller and squared your shoulders as you slowly blinked. ‘Y/N.’ Ringo called out, Phastos started to make his way over as well. You looked back to the mountain that now had lava spurting from the top, you then looked around for Thena but you couldn’t see her anywhere. Everyone was dishevelled and tired, their clothes burnt and tattered. ‘Sersi?’ You called out, Ikaris raised an eyebrow. ‘Yeah?’ You heard her reply, you faced Ikaris again. ‘Stop it.’ You replied, Ikaris looked amused. ‘She won’t be able to stop it, not when I’m here.’ Ikaris stated, the corner of your lips curled up as you turned back to him. ‘Good thing you wont be here for long then.’ You told him before he could react you surged forward, you shoulder collided with his chest, as you wrapped your arms around him and lifted off. ‘What are you doing?’ He grunted out, you tight grip around him was pushed off, both of you floated in the air, the clouds floated around your feet. ‘Stopping your mistake.’ You snarled, he tilted his head to the side. ‘Mistake?’ He questioned.

‘We were to let this happen.’ He pointed down below him, a low groan could be heard of the ground breaking apart. ‘I’m not letting you kill the world that I’ve came to grew and love, not when I’m still breathing.’ You replied, he shot lasers at you which you quickly dodged, you swept his feet, the force caused him to twirl around. ‘You awfully angry Y/N.’ Ikaris stated, you pursed your lips. ‘Of course I am, you killed Ajak and Gilgamesh, even twisted Sprite’s mind.’ You reminded him, he smiled. ‘Sprite willingly joined me.’ Ikaris reminded you, you shook your head. ‘She joined you because she loved you Ikaris.’ You told him, he shrugged. ‘Isn’t it you that said love isn’t true?’ He quizzed, you bared your teeth to him. ‘Yes, but you seem to have a pattern of using love to get to people.’ You said, he held up a finger. ‘Once, I’ve did it.’ ‘Sersi.’ You spat out, he froze and you tilted your head to the side. ‘Oh, you forgot about your first love, didn’t you?’ You asked, ‘the woman gave you everything, but yet you broke her heart and now your back agains trying to send us back for what?’ You quizzed. ‘To get her to fall in love with you again?’ You said, his eyes darkened. ‘It’s for her own good.’ He grunted out, you arched an eyebrow, the clouds were climbing at your sides. ‘Yeah, no, I’m not falling for that bullshit.’ You told him, he bared his teeth at you as he squared his shoulders and you watched as his eyes redden. Taking a deep breath you surged forward again, the cool air brushed against your side before a steering hot flash went down your side but you continued on your path. You shoulder dug it’s self into his chest again, your arm wrapped around his waist, fingers interlocked as you pushed up. The pair of you continued to rise, Ikaris fought against you but he didn’t break the grasp you had on him. The air suddenly turned freezing as you broke the atmosphere, you looked down and you could see the earth as it continued to get smaller. ‘Y/N.’ Ikaris said, he started to sound panicked. ‘Y/N, please, I’ll hand myself over.’ He said, you ignored him as you fought against him as he wrinkled. ‘You’ll die.’ He said, you titled you head back and looked at him. ‘I know.’ You replied, with one last push you felt the warmth of the sun hit you, taking a deep breath you unwrapped your arms and pushed him backwards. Ikaris didn’t fight as he disappeared into the bright orb, you smiled when you could no longer see him. A weight had been lifted off your chest before a a large laser shot out, it connected with your chest and sent you spiralling backwards, which caused you to pass out.

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⊱ ────── 𝖩𝖩 𝖬𝖺𝗒𝖻𝖺𝗇𝗄 ────── ⊰

Soul deep by @kindapinkskies

mixed signals by @mildkleptomaniac

I love you by @pixelated-pogues

white t-shirt by @myjjbaby

not together anymore by @anonymous0writer (miniseries!)

borrowed time by @maybankiara

when its convenient by @toriswrites

she wasn't you by @julesclues

warm me? by @ceceswriting

couldn't be more in love by @pogueszn

secret feelings by @theosbucky

crush by @smokingbeersdrinkingweed

⊱ ────── 𝖡𝗎𝖼𝗄𝗒 𝖡𝖺𝗋𝗇𝖾𝗌 ────── ⊰

you deserve a soft epilogue, my love by @sweetdreamsbuck

heartaches by @onceuponastory

The third wheel by @writing-for-marvel

just a little crpush by @sidepartskinnyjeans

it was only a kiss by @navybrat817

what I love about her by @anastasiabvrnes

together by @youlightmeupfinn

⊱ ────── 𝖣𝗋𝗎𝗂𝗀 ────── ⊰

Take a leap by @redheadspark

request 1 by @writingdumpster

close by @stresslessbaaby

another threat by @sapphireplums

can't sleep by @inklore

⊱ ──────  Peter Parker ────── ⊰

Home coming by @watchmegetobsessed

locker love letters by @annab-nana

Peter’s girl (ongoing series I think?) by @farfromharry

girlfriend by @spideyspeaches

for fakes sake by @parkerpeter24

Where we start again (completeseries!!) by @waitimcomingtoo

lets just pretend by @ptergwen

safe space by @hollandcrush

home coming...with me? by @justauthoring

Plus one (completeseries!!) by @just-jordie-things

⊱ ────── Twilight ────── ⊰

Finding Warmth (J.B series!) by @raventhunderaesthetic

imprint (P.L) by @stylesluxx

Time (J.B) by @lullabaesstuff

Cursed fate (J.B) by @byrachel

there's not enough twilight fics for my liking so here's some masterlists of the wolf pack

@fatiguing-thoughts Wolf // pack Masterlist

@atlas-of-a-human-soul // pack Masterlist 

@pennylanefics // pack Masterlist

⊱ ────── Nicholas Scratch  ────── ⊰

Everything I’m not by @im-a-writer-sometimes

let him go by @atlas-of-a-human-soul (the amount of times I've read this and cried is just sad at this point :0 )

Not supposed to happen by @scorlettimagines

excuses excuses by @just-jordie-things

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[writingdumpster]

Lily

pairing: Druig x reader

warnings: none

word count: 950, short one

summary: You had a child with Druig but kept it a secret from him. 5 years later he pays you a visit.

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The knock on the door had been a small surprise but the person behind it was the biggest shock you’d had in your long life. You were silent when you saw him, terrified about what was going to come next.

“Hello, beautiful,” Druig’s voice was as silky as you remembered it and it made you weak at the knees despite the anxiety rushing through every part of your body. You glanced back into your apartment, scared that your secret would be revealed at any moment.

“Druig,” you said quietly. “What are you doing here?” You asked. Druig was a little off put by the lack of warmth in your reception of him. He had been expecting a happy reunion after 5 years apart from you. You didn’t really tell him why you left when you did, but you told him it wasn’t about him. You told him that you needed space, that you weren’t upset with him. It had hurt him, but he believed you when you told him that you didn’t stop loving him, and that you just needed some time.

There was a thump from inside your apartment. You stepped out of the doorway to stand in the hall with Druig, closing the door behind you. He noticed this action immediately and frowned. You had never been able to get anything past the telepath.

“Who’s in there with you?” He asked.

“No one,” you lied.

“You know that I can tell when you’re lying,” Druig reminded you. You knew he would read your mind if you kept it from him, he had never been particularly patient. You took a deep breath and tried to summon all the bravery this would require. You opened your mouth to speak when the door opened behind you.

“Mommy? Can we watch a movie?” The voice of your four year old daughter broke the tension that was there, but brought on a whole new tension with it. Druig’s face dropped the moment he saw the child. She had his eyes and his dark brown hair and she was unmistakably his daughter, but he couldn’t believe it. You would’ve told him. You had always told each other everything.

“Sure, sweetie, in a little bit. Just give mommy a minute to talk to her friend,” you said to her, your voice faltering as you spoke. Your daughter gave Druig a toothy grin and then turned back into the house and closed the door. You were staring at the ground, refusing to meet Druig’s eye. There was a tense silence hanging around the two of you.

“Is she…Is she mine?” Druig asked quietly. You looked up to meet his eye after a moment, a single tear slipping from your eye. You nodded, unable to speak.

“Why didn’t you tell me?” Druig asked, there was hurt in his voice. You took a deep breath and wiped the tear from your eye.

“She can’t grow up in the village, it wouldn’t be good for her. And I couldn’t ask you to leave them. They’re your life,” you said quietly. You looked down at your feet again. His eyes made you too weak, you couldn’t look at them and keep it together.

“You’re my life,” Druig told you. “That’s what I came here for, love. I’ve missed you more than I ever imagined I could and I need you back in my life.” He reached forward and took your hands in his. You looked at him. You had missed him too. Every night when you went to sleep the bed felt empty without him. Every morning when you woke up you wished that he was there to kiss you ‘good morning.’ Every birthday your daughter had, you felt overwhelming guilt that her father wasn’t there. But you left for a reason, and that reason hadn’t gone away.

“It’s not just me now, Dru. I have her to take care of now. I can’t go back with you.”

“I know, love. I get it.” His expression deflated a bit. “I wish you would’ve told me about her. I’ve missed so much of her life,” Druig told you. Another tear escaped your eye.

“I’m sorry. I know I should’ve told you,” you said. “I did what I thought was best for everyone.”

“We don’t have to do best for everyone. Just best for us,” Druig told you. You smiled softly. You watched as his eyes flicked to your lips. Before he could, you leaned up to kiss him. You hadn’t kissed anyone else since you left him 5 years ago. Your daughter kept you busy and you never found yourself interested in anyone else ever since you and Druig had gotten together. There was nobody that compared to him.

“I missed you so much,” you whispered when you pulled away, your foreheads still touching. Druig’s hands rose to your cheeks and he tilted your face up to press another soft kiss against your lips.

“I missed you too, beautiful,” Druig said. “Never again. We’re in this together for the rest of time,” he vowed to you. One last tear slid down your cheek, this one from joy. Druig wiped it away with his thumb. You snaked your arms around his neck and pulled yourself into his chest, burying your face in his neck, and inhaling the clean scent that Druig always had. Druig’s hands moved from your face, one sliding down to your waist and the other tangling itself in your hair. The two of you took a deep breath together, feeling yourself settle back into what you used to be. What you had always been.

“Can I...meet her?” Druig asked, his arms still around you. You pulled away from him and nodded with a smile.

“Her name is Lily.”

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♤ Turmoil: He was supposed to be by her side, to keep balance in her life.  But perhaps even as Eternals, one could be mistaken.

♤♡ Delirium: He is her favourite worst nightmare, dressed as her knight in shining armour at night before fading as the sun rises.

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[heliads]

Hey hey Lisaa!!💓 Hope you're having a great day!! Here I am with the promised angst prompt for Marvel's Eternals. It's a Druig x reader (I love him with makkari but this needs to be off my chest). Let's think that after some time of leading his community in the Amazon, Druig needed a break so he visited some place new where he met reader. Reader (around 20-21 years of age) and Druig fell in love and stayed together for about I don't know, maybe 5 years or so. Reader knew who he really was, but had no idea of the existence of his community. Druig left one morning without any words and never came back. It ruined reader, but eventually they moved on, found someone else, maybe even had a kid.

After 10-15 years (the timeline of reader's life, them moving on and so), Druig comes back as if nothing happened. He went to check things over in the Amazon and to prepare for reader's arrival, cause he planned to take them there. Being an eternal, 10-15 years mean nothing to him, it's like a month passed by. So, imagine his shock when he sees somebody kissing reader. Somebody who lives in their house. In his place.

Reader and Druig have a fight based on these prompts:

"I've moved on."

"I used to daydream about us. But now it's too late."

"Don't you want to know what could have been? If you had asked me this years ago, I would have said yes."

The ending as usual it's up to you, but these prompts kinda make the ending clear. It's not going to be happy:))) Tear my soul apart Lisa. I want to cry my eyes out. Thank you lovely!!! Remember to change what you don't like!!❤️❤️

omg i love eternals and i love angst. the perfect combination

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You are alone when you see him for the first time. Sitting there in the bending shadows of the trees, he looks like he could be a young man, about your age if not a month or two older. Later, you’ll learn that he’s far beyond your own mortal lifespan, but at that first moment of contact, you had no idea. You didn’t know a lot of things about the young man in the forest, least of all how much you would grow to know about him. Decades in the future, if you had been presented with the chance to change any moment in your life, you would think about altering this day the most.

You have no idea of how much he would haunt you, though, so on this particular afternoon, you do not heed the whispering in the woods and you draw closer to the young man. You’d been passing through the forest when you’d seen him. He had tripped over a tree root, then started glowering at the tangled mass of aged wood as if he hadn’t expected it there. This particular oak is one of the eldest growths in the area, but he still furrowed his brow like it had been moved there recently just to spite him.

You had paused by him as you passed. You had thought to offer him a hand up, but the immediate spark in his blue eyes warned you otherwise. This is not the sort of man who takes kindly to kindness. He’ll cut to the bone when he needs some entertainment, and you are certainly not to ruin him of his fun by being polite of all things.

So you retract your hand and your good intentions, choosing instead to offer him a smirking sort of smile. “Everything alright there?”

The man redirects his glare from the offending oak to you. “Just peachy. I always chose to spend my evenings on the ground as opposed to anywhere else.”

Far from taking insult at his tone, you find it within yourself to laugh. “Figured I’d check anyway. Newcomers to the area get lost often, do you need directions?”

The young man bristles even more than before, if possible. “I’m not a newcomer.”

He says it with all the irritation he can pack into the few short syllables. From the way he carries himself, you wouldn’t be surprised if he’d been here longer than you. Maybe longer than anyone, dead, alive, or otherwise.

You nod once, feigning solemnity. “Alright, then. You tripped on purpose and you’re lost on purpose, too. I’ll stop asking questions.”

Something almost like a smile appears on his face. The corners of lips are fighting a losing battle to stay pinned down. “Good. You’re a quick learner, I appreciate that.”

You take one for the team and grin. “Oh, I pride myself on it.”

The young man picks himself up from the ground at last, brushing his hands off on his navy attire.

You jerk your chin towards the direction you’re heading. “Coming?”

He cocks his head to the side, curious, and you explain yourself. “I assume you’re going to be following me out of the forest anyway. You might as well save yourself the trouble of trying to skulk along in the background and just join me.”

This time he does smile for real. “Like I said,” he muses, “a quick learner indeed. Although I have to tell you that skulking is one of my favorite activities.”

“Feel free to do so if you please, then,” you say, “either way is fine with me.”

He chuckles quietly. “I’ll stay.”

And he does. The young man follows you out of the shadows of the woods and into the bright air of the surrounding town. He walks by your side until you reach your house, then heads inside when you invite him in. He stays the night, then the next day, then the next. Soon enough, you don’t ever want him to leave.

You learn quite a bit about him. He goes by the name of Druig, although he’s responded to many others before and likely will again. You weren’t wrong about the vibe you got in the forest, the one that he’d been here quite a long time. As it turns out, Druig was stopping by your town for a quick break from his usual life. He’d been here before, yes, but about a couple centuries earlier, not the few years you’d been expecting.

You weren’t anticipating an immortal to become your new roommate, but you can’t say you mind. You and Druig exchange quick retorts and hidden smiles like playing cards. He soon becomes your favorite gamble, and you have long since been his. Every night, Druig says that he’ll be leaving the next morning, and every morning, he stays. Next time, he swears he’ll go. Next time. Always one more night.

Soon enough, he stops saying it completely. You certainly have no issue with it. He’s growing on you, you can admit that easily. He makes you feel like you’re the greatest person in the world, and seeing as Druig has seen quite a bit of the planet for quite some time, the fact that he stays with you time and time again has to mean something.

It feels completely predictable when you finally fall in love with him. Druig sees you like no one else, how could you not love him? The surprise was when he fell in love with you. A thousand lifetimes he has led, a million people and more he has met, and throughout all of that, he wants you more than any other. Druig swears that you are the only one for him, and although it seemed impossible at the beginning, you finally think that it might be true.

It just feels right, that’s all. This is the way your story was always supposed to go. It was written in the stars from the moment you met him in that forest. There was no other path that you could have taken, no other choice that you could have made. In any other lifetime or universe, you would always meet Druig, you would always fall in love with him, and he would always leave you.

That is what happens when you try to convince an Eternal to lay aside their old life, after all. Druig only came to your town by accident, looking for a passing whimsy to fill his time. He hadn’t intended on finding you, but he did. He loved what he discovered in you enough to stay for five years or so, and when that time was up, Druig looked around and realized that he had a thousand other things he’d rather be doing and abandoned you.

That’s what you think, at least. In truth, you have nothing to fill your mind but endless theories. When it comes down to it, Druig gave you no sort of explanation, nothing even so solid as a goodbye. One night he was there, the next he was gone. It was just like those promises of your initial months, but this time it was real and this time you didn’t even have that familiar phrase to remind you that this was never permanent.

Some part of you had always known that your relationship with Druig would be nothing if not temporary, but the painful truth is that it was so wonderful to love him that you managed to convince yourself otherwise. He made it easy to forget he ever wanted to do anything but love you. If you fell for it, well, that’s on you. Druig made his choice, and at long last, you’re going to have to say yours.

One day after he leaves, maybe weeks or months or even years later, you walk to the forest where you met him. You can still find that old oak, and when you look up at it, you curse it for tripping him up and making him fall into your path. You could have walked right by and never hurt yourself this much. What a life you could have led.

At the same time, meeting Druig was one of the best things you ever did. He changed you forever, even if you don’t want to admit it. You are different now, different in a way that you will never be able to reverse. Some days, you’ll curse that, but you think overall you’ll be able to accept it.

You breathe in and out slowly, then turn around and walk back to your town. Druig has left in the middle of the story, but you’re taking yourself out too. Your time with him is done, your memories complete in the past. What’s done is done, and at last, you are free of his hold on you.

…

Druig feels excited to come back. He had a dream a while ago in which his life was not just good but great. It took him a while to figure out what he could change to chase that perfection, and then it hit him. Sometimes, humans can be a little too unpredictable. They don’t go where you want them to go, they argue and fight when they could just be calm.

That’s why he’s made his community in the Amazon. It’s quieter there. The people get along. He sees to it that they do. The environment is beautiful around them, and everyone does their best to help it grow. It is the perfect place for anyone to live. It is the perfect place to start a family.

Druig has never been sure of love in the past. After much careful consideration, though, he thinks he’s found it in Y/N L/N. He didn’t count on her being such an important part of his life, but yes, she is now. He’s been fixing up his place in the Amazon and it’s finally ready. All that is left to do is to bring her over.

He takes the long way around to her corner of the earth, breathing in the brisk air of the sea and thinking of her. It is nothing to take his time; time is all that he has ever known. What he did not count on is that she might not have the same grasp on the quickly passing years as he does.

When Druig arrives at the town, he has to take a minute or two to re-orient himself. Streets have sprung up out of nowhere, buildings have been demolished or improved until they’re almost nothing like what he remembers. Y/N doesn’t live in the same place as she used to, but after asking around, Druig is able to locate her new residence without difficulty. He feels mildly peeved that she hadn’t told him she was moving, but then again, he can admit that there would be no real way for her to let him know.

He springs up the steps to her house, knocking smartly on the door before rocking back on his heels and waiting. She takes her time in approaching, and when she swings open the door at last, she has to use the better part of five minutes to collect herself.

“Druig,” she manages to breathe at last.

He nods. He’s smiling again; he usually doesn’t, but something about her has always made him lose that bit of his self-control.

“Y/N,” he replies.

They’ve always been happy to poke fun at each other, so he’s expecting her to laugh along at him mirroring her words, but for some reason Y/N just looks shell-shocked.

“What are you doing?” She asks at last.

Druig frowns. Admittedly, he had been hoping that she’d be at least a little bit happier to see him. He’s gone to all this trouble of fixing up the Amazon for her, she might as well be pleased about it.

“I’ve been busy making a place for us to live,” he says, “how soon can you leave?”

Y/N looks even more stunned, if possible. “Leave? What are you talking about?”

Druig spreads his hands. “We talked about having a life somewhere else, remember? Somewhere exciting. Well, I’ve found it. You shouldn’t have to pack much, I have everything we could need.”

Y/N shakes her head slowly. “Druig, I can’t leave. Not with–”

She cuts herself off quickly, but Druig hears what she didn’t say. Not with you.

He doesn’t like where this is going. “Why not?”

Y/N lets out this incredulous sort of laugh. “Why not? Druig, you were gone fifteen years. You can’t just show up out of nowhere and expect me to go with you.”

Druig lifts a shoulder. “It was only fifteen years.”

That’s not much, all things considered, but from the way Y/N’s staring at him, he could have stayed away fifteen centuries.

She takes a moment to control herself, then continues. “Look, I can’t go with you. I’ve moved on.”

Druig feels as if the world has turned upside down. “You’ve what? You didn’t wait for me?”

“I did,” Y/N murmurs, “I did for years and years, but you never showed up. I used to daydream about the day you’d show up again and take me away from everything, but it’s too late now.”

Druig has spent century after century studying humanity, but he feels as if he can’t understand a thing she’s saying. “I don’t get it. I’m here right now. We could go.”

She presses her hands together, trying to find the right words to say to adequately make up for everything. “Do you know the worst part? Worse than the fact that you’ll never get why I can’t go with you. I would have, if you had just told me that this was your plan. If you had asked me this years ago, I would have said yes. I would have said yes a thousand times, but you left and never came back until now.”

“What’s stopping you?” He asks desperately.

Y/N holds up her left hand as an explanation, and suddenly Druig sees it. She’s got an engagement ring on her finger. Immediately, Druig wants to say that it’s the wrong ring. He would have given her a better stone, something perfect. It hits him then that she doesn’t want perfection, because perfection was him and he left. All Y/N wants is to be happy, but that is not Druig. Perhaps it never has been.

He lets out a tired sigh, the weight of millennia pressing in at his lungs. “The Y/N I used to know would have waited. What happened to her?”

“I was a girl when you left me,” Y/N hisses, “a girl, and I thought the world of you. I am nothing like the girl you left. You’re the only one who hasn’t changed, Druig. You’re still just as sharp as ever.”

Druig doesn’t miss how she spits out that last word. Sharp, yes, that’s him. Cold and cutting, the blade that refuses to rust. He never minded it before, but now he does. Oh, he does. 

The older parts of his brain are taking over now, forcing him back into autopilot. Already, his spine is stiffening, the last parts of him that had dared to feel something locking back into endless nothingness.

“I’ll go, then,” he whispers, “I hope you enjoy your life.”

He says it genuinely, but judging from the look on Y/N’s face, he might as well have sworn at her. Druig turns around before she can say anything to cause him more grief, and forces himself to never look back. A thousand thoughts are spinning around in his head, and when he looks up, he’s in the forest where they first met.

Or, he’s in the place that used to be the forest. Most of it has been cleared away to make space for new housing. A few straggling saplings still remain, but everything else is empty space. Druig walks until he is in the exact same place where he first found the girl he loves. The tree has been cut down. All he gave her is gone.

He does not know how long he stays there. It’s a penance of sorts, a reminder of what he’s lost. He was never made for this sort of life– mortal, fleeting, requiring all of his time and attention– and this just reminds him of it once and for all. What they had together has vanished, disappeared beneath the folds of time. It’s not her story anymore, just his. His forever.

requested by @zaypay, i hope you enjoy!

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[alohastyles-x]

Faith In You- Four

Faith In You | Sequel to Loyal To Me

Summary: How long can a grudge truly last? Your return to earth leaves you emotionally confused as you reconnect with your fellow Eternals. As the Emergence comes, you discover who you truly are, what your true purpose is in the universe. Can you handle it?| Druig x fem!eternals! reader

Notes: I apologize this took so long, but I hope the length makes up for it <3 | Word count: 3.3k

Warnings: Character death, brief mentions of suicide | Movie Inaccuracies cuz im low-key tired of going back and rewatching scenes 7 times to get it perfectly right :(

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The air in the temple was tense as everyone eyed each other cautiously. The last time everyone in the room was together-- with the exception of Makkari and Ajak- they were discussing what to do with your body that laid limp on the marble slab next to Thena’s. Now you’re here, your heart beating, your blood racing through your veins. 

Everyone shifted uncomfortably, as you and Druig stared each other down. His gaze was still harsh, convinced you had left him in the dark on purpose. You just stared blankly, unsure how to feel. You were numb, yet angry. Angry at Druig for what he did to your people, angry at Druig for the way he wouldn’t even listen to you. 

“Druig…” Sersi finally said, just bareilly above a whisper. When Druig didn’t answer, she shifted uncomfortably in her seat. She didn’t want to say his name again, fearing she’d only fuel the fire that was raging silently in the room right now. 

“Well, what are ya waiting for,” Druig snapped, impatiently. 

“Ajak… she’s… she’s dead. The Deviants are back, only it's just one, and it's able to adapt to our powers. We think it took Ajak’s healing ability before killing her.”

A beat passed before Druig finally responded, tearing his gaze away from you. 

“You’ve given me a lot of bad news in one go, me lady. First, the once love of my life returns, alive, with the ones who betrayed her, and now this news about a Deviant able to evolutionize in seconds…” You grimaced at the word ‘once’. Was that really how he felt?

“Will you help us?” Sersi asked, her voice full of hope. Druig stood from where he was leaning on the table in the front, and began pacing around. 

“Do you remember this forest? It was the last place we were all together- dead or alive,” he looked at you, his words full of venom. “I have protected these people for 20 generations. From both, the outside world and from themselves.” He was now standing before Kingo and Karun, smirking as he stared down Karun. 

“Your kind will be responsible for your own destruction one day. Don’t ya think?” Druig asked, trying to bait him. 

“I think we must learn from our mistakes, so we can do better,” Karun answered, his voice echoing off the temple walls. He wasn’t scared. He should have been. This angered Druig. His eyes glowed that golden color of cosmic powers and in the next moment, Karun was throwing his camera against the wall. 

“Oh no you didn’t. Okay, new rule, no possessing people’s valets,” Kingo said, standing up and moving directly in front of Druig. 

“Where is your sense of humor, Kingo?”

“You are not a god, you know that right?” Kingo sneered, not backing down. 

“How ironic… Kingo, the movie sta-” 

“Druig! Enough,” you shouted, trying to stop this before it turned into a pissing contest between the two. The sound of your voice stopped him dead in his tracks, turning to face you again. He slowly moved until he was now in front of you, trying his best to be intimidating. You held your breath as his scent filled your nose.

“Don’t talk to me,” his voice was low, and cold. It brought tears to your eyes, which he noticed, but you straightened up. 

“This is serious, Druig.” Sersi said firmly. “ I was waiting until I had everyone together, but I have enough of you now I think I can just tell you…” she said. She told them of what happened when she discovered Ajak’s body. Of the things Arishem told her, the fact that they were never here to protect the humans, only to aid in the existence of the emergence. 

“So, Druig, please. All of you… we have to figure this out.” She finished, looking to everyone, but especially to Druig. He was the one that could make or break this mission- his power was especially useful. 

“I’ve just been told that I’ve been sent on a suicide mission for the last seven thousand years,” he paused and turned to you, “and that most of that existence has been a lie. So excuse me for not giving a fuck about your plan at the moment,” he finished, turning and heading out of the temple. 

“Druig fucking sucks,” Kingo said. You just looked at him, before turning to leave as well.

You went out of the temple in search of Druig- you had to sort this out. A building next to the temple caught your eye. In the window was a vase of dragonsnaps and another of Marigolds- the flowers that were etched into your headpiece. When you looked around, you didn’t notice a vase in any of the other windows, so you made your way up to the door. 

Slowly opening it, you halted at the threshold. It opened into a living room, adorned in all of your favorite colors and all the things the villagers had made you over the centuries. The entire hut was a temple dedicated to you. When you moved further in, you noticed a bedroom in the back corner. As you moved closer , you eyed something draped over the bed. It was the hand woven blanket that one of the village moms had made you. It brought a tear to your eye, knowing that Druig still had all of this to remember you. 

“What are you doing here?” Druig asked, making you jump. You hadn’t heard him come in. His voice was laced with venom still. 

“Druig, stop, please,” you whispered. “Stop the hostility. You haven’t even given me a chance to explain myself-” 

“Well go on then!” Druig interrupted, yelling at you. You closed your mouth, completely over the way he was treating you. 

“Stop yelling at me!” You responded back. “Gods, Druig, this is madness! Why are you so rude!”

“Why? Why am I rude? I don’t know, y/n, why do you think?! I watched you die, and here you are-”

“Yea! Here I am! You should be happy to see I’m alive, that I’m here!”

“Yea, only after a couple THOUSAND YEARS!” Druig scoffed. He was in your face now, absolutely livid that you couldn’t understand why he was upset. 

“Get. Out. Of. My. Face.” You sneered back. He wasn’t expecting your voice to be laced with as much venom as he had in his. It made him stumble back a few steps. You pushed past him and headed to the door. 

“Y/N- wait,” his voice was shaking. 

He was about to say more, but a familiar growl interrupted him. It rumbled through the woods, vibrating the windows next to you. 

“Oh no,” you whispered, flinging the door open, and booking it down to the middle of the grounds, where Sersi, Sprite, Kingo and Ikaris were standing. 

“Did you hear that?” You asked. They nodded, preparing to fight whatever was heading towards them. Druig was following behind you, taking his stance next to your side– just like before. You tried to act like you didn’t notice. Thena and Gilgamesh were missing, but otherwise, everyone was there… waiting. 

The trees ahead of you shook, and you knelt down to feel the vibrations running through the ground. 

“It’s getting closer. Druig, you need to get everyone out of here.” You said, motioning to the helpless humans aimlessly working, not noticing the sounds in the distance. 

“They can fight,” Druig responded. He lifted his arm, his eyes going golden. Suddenly, the villagers stopped what they were doing, and picked up the nearest shotgun to them. Druig had them line up, ready to attack. 

“Are you serious Druig?! Get them out of here!” You shouted. “This is unbelievable,” you whispered under your breath as he just shook his head. 

Suddenly, a screech echoed through the woods, and a Deviant with wings flew down, snatching Ikaris by the shoulders. Sersi yelled out, but you knew he could handle his own. You turned, anticipating where the next one would come. 

“I thought you said there was only one?” Druig asked.

“There was only one… until now,” you said. This changed Druigs tone tremendously. 

“Everyone! To the river, now!” He yelled to the villagers, who took their guns and ran. Druig snatched one from one of them, cocking it and aiming it towards the woods. 

A small Deviant came from the side, but with one blast of lightning, you cut it down. Druig was shocked, but not surprised. Clearly you had worked on your control. Another small Deviant came out from the left, and Druig claimed this one, shooting at it twice before running up its back and shooting it in the head. 

You hated to admit how hot it was to see him with a gun, his muscles flexed in the sleeveless sweater he wore. You couldn’t let yourself get distracted though. Kingo and Sprite took on two more Deviants that came out.  

There was an electrical charge in the air. You sensed it. Something bigger was coming, something stronger… the One from before. As you let the Eternals take on the smaller ones, you decided to muster all of the elements you could- something Loki taught you to do. 

Reaching your arms out to the east and west, you lifted your head to the north, and stood on your tiptoes for your toes to face the south. Muttering a chant under your breath, you began to levitate, the golden cosmic energy swirling around you. Druig was the first to notice, as he dropped a Deviant he just killed. 

“Woah,” he whispered. This caught everyone else’s attention. No one knew you could do this. 

In your head you pictured the elements rising. Rocks began to levitate off the ground, sticks and water droplets as well. They all rose to be level with you, before moving to point into an arrow directly in front of you. Flashes began to play in your head of the leader of the Deviants. You saw a name written out: Kro, and then you saw it. It  was just about to be at the edge of the woods. You manipulated the elements to form a long stick, sharp enough at the end to penetrate its skin, and then you waited. Just as it made its way to the clearing of the woods, you sent a gust of wind with it. It pierced it right in the chest, but it wasn’t enough. 

While you were still levitating, you summoned a lightning storm. Your eyes glowed golden as the golden cosmic energy flowed around you still. Lightning began to strike from the sky, setting the trees on fire next to it, causing them to fall on it. As that happened, Kingo blasted it with his energy bolts, and Ikaris returned, beaming it as well from higher up. 

Only this wasn’t enough either. The power wasn’t just penetrating Kro, it was flowing through him. He was adapting your powers. A vision flashed in your mind of lightning being sent your way and you ducked. It struck the workshop behind you. 

Kro cut its connection with you, and sent a large stone hurling your way. It struck you, and you fell to the ground with a scream. 

It was the same scream Druig heard every night in his dreams. Rushing to your side, he moved the stone off of you. 

“Y/n, oh god, no,” he whispered, seeing blood pool under your clothes on your chest. PTSD began to bubble up. It was in these same woods he lost you once, and now he was going to lose you again. Your chest was sunken in from the stone, and he could see the color drain from your face.��

“Elixir… pocket…” you breathed out. Druig reached into the pocket of your pants and pulled out a shiny, dark green vile. He popped it open, and held it to your lips. Within seconds your chest rose to its natural place, no longer dented from the large stone. 

“What… what was that?” Druig asked, as he helped you sit up.

“A healing elixir that Loki helped me make.” 

Druig pulled you tightly into a hug, the fear of almost losing you again was too much for him to continue holding his grudge. It no longer mattered to him why you weren’t here all these years. You were here now, and that’s what mattered more to him. Your heart was beating, and he could hear it. You were alive. 

“I’m so sorry,” he whispered. His voice broke; he was crying. You hugged him back tighter. 

“I hate to interrupt this moment- but we could really use your help here!” Kingo shouted, making the two of you pull away from each other. Druig was still in shock, he sat back watching the events unfold in front of him.  Sersi had just come to from being knocked out. Kingo and Sprite were shoved off into a building, and Ikaris was now being held down by the Deviants hand. Kro was gone. 

Sersi got up, and went after the Deviant holding Ikaris down. It got off of Ikaris, and went after Sersi, pushing her into the water of the walled pool that stood in the center. WIthin the next second, water droplets splashed up from the water and  a tree made from Deviant flesh stood in the middle, limbs sprouting in all different directions. The water then fell, drenching everyone.

“How did you do that?” Ikaris asked, but before Sersi could answer, their attention was drawn to you. You were levitating again, attempting to find Kro. He was further in the woods with Gilgamesh and Thena. 

“Gilgamesh. Woods. Now!” You shouted. Without questioning it, everyone took off to help Gilgamesh fight off Kro. 

The woods were dark as you moved through them. It was eerie familiar, and you had to push down the anxiety that was bubbling up inside. As if Druig could sense your discomfort with being in these woods again, he reached out and softly grabbed your hand. All felt right in the world again to have him by your side. 

But that all got tossed to the side when you heard a scream up ahead. It was Gilgamesh. The two of you broke out in a run, catching up to where the others were. You gasped at the sight before you. 

Kro had struck Gilgamesh down, and fled after realizing their true purpose on earth with the emergence. It turns out Arishem left everyone in the dark. 

Gilgamesh lay lifeless on the forest floor, gaping wounds glittering in the faint moon light. He had sacrificed himself to save the love of his life. 

“No…” Thena whispered, as she processed what she just saw. She kneeled next to Gilgamesh, resting her head on his chest. 

“Right when we lose Ajak too…” Ikaris whispered to Sersi. You shot him a glare, still suspicious of him. 

“Wait, y/n, what about the elixir?” Druig asked, a little too loudly. Everyone’s heads snapped to you. 

“I… I only had one on me. I could try and make it real fast, but I don’t know how long after… you know, death it works…” you trailed off, hurt that you didn’t think to snag 2. 

“No, it’s okay. Gilgamesh was a natural man, he wouldn’t have wanted to be brought back after death.” Thena responded callously, before breaking down into tears.  

An all too familiar feeling ran through Druig. These woods were cursed to him and, now, to Thena. The place she once took someone's life, she now lost her love. The parallel was gut-wrenchingly obvious to everyone in the circle they now made around Thena and Gilgamesh. No one said anything while Thena sobbed over him. 

The feelings of deja vu became too much for Druig, as he stood watching his fellow eternal mourn the one they loved dearly. He reached for your hand, but you pulled away. 

Not now, you mouthed. You didn’t want to rub in Thena’s face that you came back, when Gilgamesh never will. Druig tensed up. He needed your comfort right now. 

“We need to hold a funeral,” Thena spoke up suddenly. 

“Of course,” Sersi whispered. “Shall we do it at the lake again?” 

“That would be nice,” Thena answered. 

Everyone dispersed to grab materials for the pyre to build. Druig went to grab an accelerant, while Ikaris and Sprite went to cut some wood. Kingo and Sersi went to find some leaves to twine the wood together, before Druig pointed out that they had some rope in a warehouse. 

“We’re not that uncivilized,” Druig smirked. 

You decided to hang back with Thena. While the rift between the two of you wasn’t fixed, you couldn’t bring yourself to leave her side. You knelt next to her, and placed your hands on the dirt floor. 

“Do you know if he had a favorite flower… or plant?” You whispered. Thena gave you a confused look until she saw your hands. 

“Wolfsbane was a favorite of his, along with lilies,” she finally answered. She watched carefully as your hands began to glow. Patches of wolfsbane and lilies began to shoot up through the dirt. 

“Do you think that is enough, or should we make some more?” 

Thena’s face softened at your kindness. She appreciated the use of ‘we’ as if she was honestly helping you magically grow flowers from the ground. Especially with the tension between the two of you. 

“I think we should do some more,” you answered, and began to make more. But you were stopped by Thena’s hand on top of yours. 

“Thank you.” 

You didn’t know what to say. Anything you could think of seemed lacking given the grave circumstances. Instead, you offered her a warm smile. 

After everything was prepared, Ikaris, Druig and Kingo helped carry Gilgamesh down to the pyre, setting him on top before lighting it. The wooden planks were decorated with the flowers you grew, and the leaves Sersi and Kingo gathered before Druig showed them the rope. 

Nothing but the roar of the fire filled the night sky. Thena held her head up high. Even when sad and mourning, she still looked effortlessly graceful; you envied her for it. As Gilgamesh’s body burned, Ikaris and Kingo pushed the pyre into the water, watching respectfully as it floated down the river. 

You placed a comforting hand on Thena’s shoulder, before turning and heading back up the hill. You wanted to give her her space before his body disappeared around the curve. Everyone else seemed to have the same idea, besides Druig. He hung back with Thena, the memories too consuming to leave her alone. 

“How did you move on, after y/n’s death?” You heard Thena ask. You hung back behind a tree to listen for his answer. 

“I’m not sure. Clearly, I didn't do very well. I enslaved the people she loved to keep her memory alive. I don’t recommend that though,” Druig snickered, turning to face Thena. 

“I just didn’t let my love for her die. I kept it ignited all these years. It was hard, sure. Some days I thought about endin’ it all, in this river actually, to join her back home. But I couldn’t leave these people leader-less, so I stayed. Now I’m glad I did, but I know that this fortune won’t come to everyone.” Druig answered. Thena’s face softened as she took in his answer. 

“How do you think I could keep his love alive?” Thena asked, genuinely. She was lost on what to do.

“Just by being the Thena he loved.” His answer brought a tear to her eye. She nodded her head, and he swung an arm around her shoulder. 

“You’re gonna be alright, Thena. You’re gonna be just fine,” Druig comforted. She leaned her head on his shoulder and smiled. She was grateful for the kindness he was showing her. 

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Join Me?

Pairing: Druig/ Plus size reader

Characters: Druig, Plus size reader

Warnings: Druig is a sneaky little shit, Druig gets jealous over a book (not officially mentioned)

Word Count: 561

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You and Druig enjoy a quiet moment to yourselves while the others are out for the time being. 

You flip another page of the book you’re currently reading. 

The couch dips as Druig lifts himself off the couch to do… something, you’re not entirely sure, he does a lot of random things, it’s getting harder and harder to keep track of. 

“Join me?” He asks. 

You hear him ask the question but you’re too engrossed in your book that you didn’t pay attention to listen to his words. 

Druig crouches down in front of you, resting a hand on your knee. 

You adjust your hand position so you can hold your book in one hand and rest the other on top of his. 

With pursed lips, he sighs, placing his index finger on the top of the book’s spine, lowering it to get your attention. 

As the book goes down, your eyes follow, and you lean forward as if your “chasing” the book until it’s ripped out of your lap. You pout, “Druig.” 

“Yes?” 

“Why’d you take my book? I was close to finishing that chapter. Now, I don’t even know what happened. I’m so confused. Please, give it back.” You reach for the book as he lifts it higher above his head. 

“No,” he chuckles, observing your sad, almost pitiful attempts. 

“Druig,” you say, extending all the letters in his name. 

“If you join me for an afternoon stroll, yes. If not, well… you’ll be spending hours trying to find your book.” 

“Don’t do this to me. You did it to me last week,” you whine. 

“Only because you weren’t listening similar to what you’re doing now.” 

You scoff, “I am listening.” 

“You are?” 

You nod. 

“Then what did I ask you?” 

You pause, looking off to the side as you try and remember what it was that he did ask you. 

By the look on your face, he already has his answer. “You don’t know.” 

“I do,” you argue. 

“You don’t, it’s okay.” 

You squint your eyes, “you’re up to something.” 

He chuckles, “I’m not.” 

“You lie. You’re up to something.” 

Druig pushes himself off his knees and holds one hand out for you to take. “Join me?” 

“What are we doing?” You reach for him. 

“We’re going on a walk.” He pulls you closer and knows this is all he needs to do to distract you so he can hide your book. With an arm wrapped around your waist, he leads you closer to the door. 

“Where are we going for our afternoon stroll?” 

“Away from here.” 

“How far away is here?” 

“Who knows. It’s up to you to decide.” 

The book’s disappeared and you’re none the wiser. 

“You know I’m bad with making decisions.” 

“Call this training.” 

“You make it sound like I’m a dog.” 

He smirks, closing the door behind him, “you’d be the cutest dog there is.” 

“I don’t like how confident you sound as you say that.” 

“I’m only speaking the truth.” 

You hum, “sure. Whatever you say, Rug.” 

“I hide your book at a rug factory once and you continue to use that nickname.” 

“You have only yourself to blame.” 

“I do not.” 

“You do!” 

“No!” 

“You totally do,” you turn around, still holding his hand, swinging it as you smile at him. 

He returns the smile with a sparkle in his eyes.  

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Hello again, as I said in the comments to your amazing imagine if you wanted to do a part 2 to your Stark!reader and Druig then I’d be ecstatic! I would love to see more of their dynamic whether it’s them meeting and we get protective older brother Tony or even after this and we get protective Pepper and Morgan! Either way, thank you! ❤️

eternity with you (king of concern, part 2)

pairing: druig x fem!stark!reader

summary: as druig plans to ask for your hand in marriage, he finds himself reminiscing all the moments that tied his heart to yours for eternity

warnings: mentions of grief and loss, a smidge of insecurity, a couple of tense moments, but mainly soft Druig fluff

reader pronouns: she/her (by request)

word count: 3.4k (the stories just take me somewhere, okay?)

*✧ part one | eternals masterlist | main masterlist | ask | taglist ✧*

Druig had known unbelievable joy. Thanks to you, every day felt like a blessing. It had been two years since the day that he first asked you out, heart splayed out across your brother’s laboratory, and he was convinced that it was the fastest that human years had passed in the centuries that he had been alive.

Leaning against the doorframe at the Stark’s cabin, he looked out at you now, fondly. You were playing with Morgan outside, going out of your way to make a fool of yourself to utter giggle after glorious giggle from your six-year-old companion. He couldn’t help but break into a smile of pure adoration, he was so beyond enamoured with you. 

He knew that you were made for each other - you had clearly inherited the same brilliant wit as your brother, which not only benefited billions worldwide, but kept him on his toes, and you possessed a stubbornness that rivalled his own. You were his soulmate, your very existence convincing him of the notion he’d previously deemed preposterous. It figured then, that that very same stubbornness would be his downfall. For, no matter how hard he tried to convince himself otherwise, he could not bring himself to ask for your hand in marriage without your brother’s blessing.

Now, as he watched your gentle and unwavering devotion to Morgan, he wondered for the first time in his existence whether, some day, he would make as good a father as you would make a mother, and let himself briefly imagine what that would look like. When his thoughts wandered to whether you would even want that with him in return, he found himself reminiscing the moments that led up to his now surety that he was put on this Earth to be with you.

…

Druig would remember the day that you met for the rest of his life, however long that may be.

Deviants had run loose on New York, and their evolution had been so rapid that Tony Stark had called jurisdiction and firmly advised the Eternals to collaborate with the Avengers. Initially, the Eternals had been against this plan, not appreciating being told what to do by a mortal that clearly had an ego problem, but Ajak admired the Avengers and their noble sacrifices for the sake of humanity, and dragged their sorry arses to the Avengers Compound for their first official “team meeting”.

He was embarrassed to admit that he hadn’t noticed you for a good portion of that first meeting, too consumed in his disappointment with Tony’s sub-par catering. There was not a snack in the meeting room, and he had found himself consumed with that very thought until he heard a mellifluous new voice fill the room.

“Actually, Tony, I’ve been meaning to talk to you about a new prototype I created that would be a great help against the Deviants, it’s a-”

“Not now, dear, the adults are talking.”

You’d scoffed, evidently preparing a retort when Druig himself had decided to pipe up.

“Well, who might you be, gorgeous?” He’d regarded you then, gleeful eyes devouring your figure. He recalled mentally cursing himself for having been so lost in his thoughts to have not seen your beauty previously.

He noticed the way Captain America’s eyebrows had shot up as he immediately glanced at Tony Stark with wide eyes, incredulous at Druig’s audacity. However, before even Tony could retort with a witty quip or a sarcastic word of warning, your sweet voice filled the room once more, aimed at none other than Druig himself.

An eyebrow raised, you’d folded your arms in challenge. “What’s it to you, emo Eternal?”

The Captain and Hawkeye sniggered to themselves, while a few other Avengers glared, eyes wide, between you, Tony, and himself. Druig had ignored them, narrowing his eyes and smirking at you as he raised his head in approval. He felt his heart hammer as you mirrored his stance in reply.

“Okaaay, well we’re just going to go ahead and ignore whatever the hell this is-”, Tony started, gesturing in disgust between the two of you, before lifting his head to acknowledge the rest of the team in the crowded room, “-and get back to discussing our mission, ya know, saving humankind from these freaks of nature? No offence, Banner.”

“Wha-”

“Moving on…”

After the meeting, he’d watched as you packed up your notebook and quickly snuck out of the meeting room behind you. He knew he risked looking desperate but was so intrigued by you - you’d caught his attention far quicker than any other mortal had in the centuries that he had lived. He wondered if your repartee had been a fluke, and was determined to find out.

He watched as you moved into what appeared to be a private kitchen area, and sighed to yourself in defeat. “Just one prototype Tony, just give me the time of day to look at one measly prototype - is it really that hard?”

Druig’s heart had melted at the sight of your clear desire to be acknowledged, he had only just met you, but he could tell from your eloquence and your determined attempts to provide suggestions to the team in support of the mission, despite countless dismissals, that you were an undeniable asset, and were seriously underappreciated. He just had no idea how to prove it to you.

Before he had time to generate a pep talk worthy of you, he’d stumbled forward, losing his balance for the briefest moment, but enough that you would notice him in the next heartbeat. Instead, Druig made the split-second decision to pace towards you, returning to his default charm before you could notice the sincerity behind his suave facade.

“Well hello again, gorgeous,” He’d begun, taking in his realisation that, at your shorter stature, the two of you would fit together in an embrace like perfectly matched jigsaw pieces. Oh, how he longed to hold you. “Tell me, where are the snacks around here? Besides you, of course.”

Nudging his shoulder playfully against yours, he watched you roll your eyes in mock annoyance. “Oh, you’re going to take a lot of patience, aren’t you?”

He’d give it to you, you’d have someone less perceptive fooled, but you couldn’t hide your clear amusement at his words from him. No, he knew you were just as smitten as he was.

Looking down at you with a smirk, Druig leaned against the counter, bringing his face closer to yours. “I’m worth it.”

A wry laugh had followed, as you regarded the cocky Eternal before you. “I bet you are.”

He watched in awe and fascination as you spun on your heels, escaping his proximity. Walking over to the pantry, you had considered the options before throwing a familiar box towards him. Catching the box with ease, and immediately studying it, Druig had chuckled to himself. Looking back up at you with a raised eyebrow, he’d smirked, “How’d you know Twinkies were my favourite?”

“Oh, didn’t you know? Mind reading is fairly common these days, you’re nothing special.”

Scoffing at your audacity, he’d found the courage to pull you towards him, relishing in your receptiveness to his touch. He bit a lip as he marvelled at you, a gleam in his eye. “Is that so? I guess I’ll have to show you how special I am.”

“-Hey Miss Stark, sorry for bothering you but I just wanted to say that I’d love to have a look at your prototype if you were okay with that but- oh! You’re busy! I’ll…just find you again later, bye!”

You’d chuckled at Spider-Man’s rambling, and Druig had watched in admiration as you sighed contentedly, evidently affirmed by the kid’s offer. Suddenly, you had a shimmer of mischief in your eyes as you looked back up at Druig. “You know, you have about half an hour before he accidentally tells my brother what he saw, right?”

Druig leaned forward, wondering how it was possible for you to be even more breathtaking the closer he got to closing the distance between you. He raised an eyebrow as he scanned your eyes, “And what exactly did he see, m’darlin?”

You rolled your eyes, silently conceding that he had a point. “Well, as lovely as this has been, I should really go do damage control before that endearing boy lands me another delightful Tony lecture. Enjoy your snacks, o ancient one.”

Druig had chuckled, suddenly grateful for Ajak’s big, pathetic heart.

…

Weeks had passed, and Druig had loved every second he had spent annoying you in desperate bids for your attention. He’d been touched when, the morning of their next team meeting, a box of Twinkies had suddenly appeared in his room in the Compound. When he’d arrived at the meeting and locked eyes with you, he’d winked, silently thanking you for your thoughtfulness.

From that day on, every time Druig’s presence was required at a meeting, a random snack appeared just beforehand. At first, only Twinkies, but as the time progressed you got more adventurous with your recommendations, and Druig was more than grateful.

He’d always intended to pay you back somehow, to show you that you were more than eye-candy to him, but he’d never had an idea worthy of you. He resolved instead to gaze adoringly at you every moment that he could during meetings, drowning out your brother’s voice in favour of memorising the constellation of freckles on your face. He longed to know what you truly thought of him, whether you’d ever give him a chance, but the moment he’d witnessed your walls falling before him that very first day, he silently vowed that he’d never read your mind, and he had no intentions of breaking that promise.

…

A month after you’d first met, however, proved to be Druig’s first real challenge. The thought that Tony had an issue with his seemingly endless supply of personal snack foods had crossed Druig’s mind, but since Tony had remained silent, he figured it wasn’t harming anyone, and the risk was worth it if it gave him a chance to see that dazzling dimpled smile of yours.

The Deviants had been evolving rapidly, in size, ability, and number, and the team was starting to feel the pressure - Tony most of all. If Druig had been able to pay attention to anything other than the way that you furiously scribbled your notes, tongue determinedly poking through your lips, and eyebrows furrowed adorably in concentration, he would’ve known not to do anything to draw attention to himself - Tony was not in the mood.

“If we could find some way of capturing a Deviant, I might be able to perform some tests and study them?” Banner offered, “I can’t promise it’ll be much help, but it feels more logical to focus on understanding them, especially the way that they evolve, than just clobbering them all the time. It’s our best chance.”

“Oh, right, of course!” Kingo responded, sarcastically, “Why didn’t we think of that? Let’s just capture one, hey guys?”

Sprite chuckled, nudging Kingo in response as she smirked approvingly.

“I’m afraid it’s a bit more complicated than that, Doctor,” Ajak confessed, glaring at the misbehaving Eternals. “And even if we did capture one, we don’t know how the rest of them would respond. We could be putting humankind in more danger than they’re already facing.”

“Gee whiz, if only we had some mechanism to stun a pack of Deviants that would buy us enough time to isolate them before they could communicate with the rest.” You announced sarcastically.

“y/n, we don’t have the time to waste on-”

At the sight of you faltering at your brother’s commanding tone, Druig couldn’t help but speak up. “I’m with y/n-” His heart leapt as you sat upright, thankful for the support. “-I’ve had to watch these monsters tear civilisations apart for centuries, and if she’s thought up a way to isolate a pack from the others and stop them communicating that even the almighty Tony Stark hasn’t, I say we give it a go.”

As you beamed up at him from across the table, the rest of the room seemed to melt away, all that existed was the two of you and the silent connection you shared. That was, until the Spider Boy piped up and ruined everything.

Leaning on his fist, he turned to Ant-Man and whispered, “Don’t they make the most beautiful couple?”

Having just sipped from his coffee, Tony loudly spluttered, “COUPLE?”

Glaring between you and Druig, Tony clenched his teeth. “My office. Both of you. NOW.”

As he firmly closed the door behind the two of you, Tony moved to sit at his desk and Druig couldn’t help himself. “You know, for someone who Phastos regards as ‘one of the greatest technological minds’, you’re a real idiot. You must be real stressed to pull us out of a time-sensitive meeting to-”

“Look kid, we need all the help I can get on this mission and the last thing I need to be worrying about right now is my sister and some punk who thinks he’s good enough for her.”

His heart had taken shrapnel at that comment, he saw the pity in your eyes as you turned to Tony, probably in some attempt to defend him. That was the kind of selfless person you were, after all.

Druig took a different approach, sick of Tony’s ego. “Who are you calling kid? I’m centuries older than you.”

Tony scoffed. “I don’t know what you think you are, kid, but you’re not a God-.”

“Neither are you.”

Locked in a staring contest standing chest to chest with Tony, Druig only relented when he felt your arm gently pulling him back.

“…Well, I think that we’re quite done here. I’ll walk you home Druig.”

Tony rolled his eyes, “He’s an Eternal, he doesn’t have a home, y/n.”

”Well I’m about to find him one,” You’d replied, face crinkled into the most adorable attempt at intimidation he’d ever seen. Druig’s heart practically exploded with fondness as you turned back to your brother, arm still firmly holding him by your side as you reached for the door handle. “Goodbye, Tony.”

He'd followed suit, mockingly mouthing “Bye, Tony”, hot on your heels.

…

Tony had died just a few weeks later in one of the most noble sacrifices Druig had ever witnessed. Sure that you would never forgive him for ruining one of your last memories of your brother, he’d kept his distance, watching you from afar and swearing to Tony that he’d keep you safe. Even if that meant he’d never know the warmth of your embrace. He figured it was a miniscule sacrifice compared to Tony’s heroic deed, but it was more painful than Druig could have ever imagined.

Then, miraculously, you’d forgiven him. He’d opened his heart to you, and you’d accepted him. Just as he was, and had given him the chance to repay all your kindness with one glorious opportunity to go out together.

He smiled sadly now, as he remembered Tony’s words: the last thing I need to be worrying about right now is my sister and some punk who thinks he’s good enough for her.

Druig had been called many things, had suffered unbearable pain, but those words had haunted him in every waking second from that day. It was a wound that even he had been unable to heal, and an insecurity that had dug at him every opportunity he had to ask you to be his forever.

“They’re gorgeous together, aren’t they?” Pepper’s voice pulled him out of his lament. “Morgan’s so lucky to have her.”

He smiled politely at Pepper as he turned towards her, “I think they’re lucky to have each other.”

Pepper matched his smile and sighed contentedly. “Druig, I know how much you care for y/n, and I think it’s the right time to give you Tony’s final gift.”

Startled by her words, Druig pulled himself off the door frame he’d been leaning against and followed Pepper into the lounge room. As he lowered himself onto the couch, he saw a hologram of Tony appear across the room. In his shock, he didn’t notice Pepper leave the room to give him his privacy.

“Hey kid. Yeah, I know you hate when I call you that, but just deal with it, alright? If you’re seeing this, it means that I’ve passed on. Which also means that I’ve put everyone I love, including y/n, through considerable pain. And for that I’m truly sorry. You may be wondering, rightfully so, why on Earth I’ve made a video for Pepper to pass on to you in the event of my death. We butted heads a lot during my time on Earth, but, it’s also come to my attention that you really are madly in love with my sister. Yes, I noticed the longing in your countless, and I mean countless, stares directed at her during meetings that you really needed to be focusing on. And I saw the way she looked at you. The day she marched you out of my office was the day I knew she was really, truly, smitten. I’m sure the next question that you naturally have is, how do I feel about the two of you inevitably ending up together someday and the answer is: I’m all for it. Shock! Horror! It’s true, you annoy the living daylights out of me, but I’ve seen the way that you fiercely protect the ones you love. And I respect that. So, if y/n is someone you truly love, I have no doubt that you’re going to do everything that is in your, ugh, impressive power, to keep her safe. And that you’ll love her with everything you have. So, I guess what I’m saying is, you have my blessing. Treat her well, Druig. Protect her for me.”

As the room filled with silence once more, Druig sat in disbelief. He finally had the permission he had so desperately been seeking, and for the first time in his existence, felt truly complete.

Returning to his spot in the doorway, he looked out at you and watched you wave bashfully before smirking and leaning down to Morgan. A millisecond later and she was sprinting over at him excitedly, but he ran out and met her halfway, sweeping her up into his arms and walking over to where you stood near the lake. As he approached you, Druig took in the sight before him - the way that you positively glowed as the sun hit you, a true image of perfection.

He placed Morgan on the ground and whispered something to her, prompting her to run inside to her mother waiting in the kitchen. He turned back to you, pulling you closer and placing a gentle kiss on your lips. “Hi”

“Hi, my love.” You replied, smiling up at him.

“I’ve been thinking,” Druig begin, gently brushing hair off your forehead.

“Mm?” You hummed, contentedly.

“What good is being an Eternal if I can’t spend an eternity with you?”

You paused, touched at the sentiment but clearly concerned about where this was going. “Druig, what are you-”

He pulled away then, lowering himself until he was on one knee, watching as your beauteous face morphed from confused to emotional. “y/n, you truly are more than just the love of my life. You’re my saviour, my inspiration. I’m convinced that I was put on this Earth to be with you, to tend to your every need, and to worship you like the divine being that you are. I truly believe that I will be miserable for the rest of my life if I don’t get to wake up to that beautiful face of yours every day, and to hold you so close that our hearts beat as one. So, y/n, would you please marry this emo Eternal, so that he can spend an eternity trying to convince you that he’s worthy of your love?”

Even with tears flooding your face, the sight of your enthusiastic nod, and the mellifluous sound of your reply would remain Druig’s most treasured memory. You’d kissed him then, dropping to your knees in the grass to meet him in excitement. As you embraced, he glanced back to the house, where he could swear he saw the glimmering figure of Tony beaming right next to a crying Pepper and a confused Morgan.

a/n: hello lovely humans! I know that a bunch of you have been long awaiting this part 2 to my original druig x fem!stark!reader request (king of concern) and I am so sorry that it took so long for me to get around to it. I hope that it lives up to your expectations, and that it provides you as much fluffy escapism as it gave me 🥰

I would like to say a special thank you to @wordsaresimple-imnot for inspiring me to get off my lazy butt and write this, and for giving me the cutest ideas which I hopefully did justice! I hope that you in particular enjoy this story, lovely, thank you for your faith in me!

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Fightin' Irish

TITLE: Fightin' Irish PAIRING: Druig/OC RATING: T CHAPTER: One-shot SUMMARY: Druig and his girlfriend Clara have been vacationing in Ireland for the past week.

[A/N - Written for @writer-wednesday. This is my first time writing for Druig, so I hope I've done him justice.]

The alley was covered in orange, green, and white pennant banners, the only coming from the light bulbs above their heads and the cafés that lined the alley.

“I can’t believe I let you talk me into this,” Druig told Clara.

“Oh come on! You’ll fit right in with your accent.”

“I didn’t choose the accent.”

She knew everything about Druig and the other Eternals. In fact, Druig had been very forthcoming about his past unlike some of the Eternals. “I know. Doesn’t make it any less cute though.” Clara placed a kiss on his lips.

They’d been sight seeing all week.

The Cliffs of Moher and Galway City. Of course that had caused Clara to hum “Galway Girl” by Ed Sheeran all day.

A tour of Dublin and horse-back riding. Druig had used his powers for that one to allow the tour guide to let them share a horse.

Dublin Castle and Trinity Library (which Clara kept calling the Hogwarts Library). Druig had thrown in his own little fun facts about the castle and the times he had been there over the years.

They traveled to Belfast so Clara could see where the Titanic was built and Druig told her how guilty he felt about that tragedy. He felt that maybe if he had known (and if he had been on the ship), he could have prevented it from happening by compelling the passengers to abandon the ship sooner than they did. Clara had soothed his sadness by buying him some chips from a vendor not too far from their hotel.

And of course Clara had to kiss the Blarney stone. She had joked that Druig didn’t need to because he already had a smart mouth. He didn’t need any help with that.

It was their last night in Ireland, so Druig was taking her out to dinner in a pub.

Druig didn’t care for bars and pubs, but Clara wanted to experience everything she could.

They entered the pub and Druig leaned into Clara. “Grab us a table, would you love?”

Clara found a table, but unfortunately they would have to stand because it was crowded and all the tables with chairs were occupied.

Druig eventually joined her with a basket of fish and chips and a pitcher of beer.

Clara and Druig were both quiet by nature, so they were enjoying just people watching.

“You want some more beer? Or some more food?” Druig asked her.

She shook her head. “I’m good, but if you want another pitcher…”

As an Eternal, it took a lot for Druig to get drunk and he didn’t even feel buzzed yet. He kissed Clara’s cheek before walking over to the bar. The moment he stepped away, a guy walked over to Clara, who was leaning up against their table.

“Haigh, rud milis (Hey, sweet thing),” he said.

Clara frowned. “I’m sorry. I don’t speak Irish.”

The guy smiled and leaned in with his elbows on the table. “That’s okay, sweet thing.”

“Please don’t call me that. Besides, I have a boyfriend.” Clara looked to the bar.

The man followed her gaze and scoffed. “You with that string bean?”

“He’s much stronger than he looks.”

“I doubt that. Come with me, sweet thing. I’ll show you a real man.”

“No, thank you.”

The man grabbed Clara by the arm.

She looked around, but no one was coming to her defense. “Let me go!” she yelled.

Druig heard her scream and started to make his way back to the table.

“Fine, be that way bitch!” the man yelled. He let her go and Clara stumbled back into the table.

Druig, in the heat of the moment, instead of using his powers to calm down the fight, punched the guy in the face.

“Druig!” Clara yelled.

“Don’t talk to her like that!”

The man clutched at his nose, which was probably broken.

Clara wouldn’t be surprised if the man’s cheekbone was shattered due to Druig superhuman strength. She wasn’t lying when she said that Druig looked stronger than he looked.

Clara grabbed Druig’s arm and pulled him out of the pub.

“I’m sorry,” Druig said.

Clara shook her head. “Don’t be. It was hot.”

Druig smirked. “Really?”

“Yeah.” Clara grabbed onto the lapels of his leather jacket and yanked him down into a kiss.

Druig smiled, returning the kiss and dipping her.

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Paring: Oliver Quick x Fem!Reader

Word count: 3520

Summary: After your last night with Oliver you question if things were even real, did you want them to be? Or are things better left unsaid.

Warnings: SMUT (ONLY READ IF YOU ARE 18+) unprotected sex, oral sex (male receiving), dub con, drowning (kind of, their in a bath it’s more of like a forced breath play thing no one actually dies), sex in a bath, generally fucked up smut overall again

Read part 1 here (this can be read as a one shot too)

You didn’t wake up until nearing noon, up to this point you didn’t realise that had even been an option. Moments after you realised that something must have woken you up in the first place, there was a light knock on the door from one of the maids, a welcome change to the usual bursting in and blinding you with light pouring in from the freshly opened curtain you thought for a few seconds before she did exactly that.

‘Good morning miss, did you sleep well?’ She questions, her voice cheerful as she opens the curtains letting the sunlight flood into the room. Your eyes still adjusting to the dawn, the memories of last night rushing back into your mind. Your ripped night dress and falling asleep naked must have looked suspicious enough but to add to this you were certain your hair must have been a mess. It was only upon looking down towards yourself to cover up that you found yourself wearing a different night dress, one you can’t remember ever having seen before, your hair felt as if it was tied back and your torn nightwear was nowhere to be found.

‘I slept fabulously, thank you for asking’ you reply, feeling like your speech was slurred from drowsiness.

‘Breakfast is ready downstairs’ she replied before exiting the room, the second the door closed you rushed out of bed and almost sprinted towards the mirror. Was any of it real? You were now dressed where you remember sleeping naked, your hair was tied back and brushed where you remember it being down. Your mirror was against the wall like usual and as much as you may try the damn thing wouldn’t budge an inch. The only thing remaining from the night before was the faint swell between your legs and a suspiciously red mark left around your neck, if it hadn’t been for this you would be questioning if the night previous had been real at all or if you’d finally become so delusional from tiredness that you’d hallucinated the entire thing.

You traveled through your day in a haze, you’d like to say that you hadn’t made an extra effort to seek out Oliver but you had once again wandered into every room, down every hall and through every garden, apparently after everything that had happened he was now conveniently a difficult man to find. Was he ever really there? All of those words he said and everything he did was it actually real? He did seem out of character, the Oliver you knew, albeit very vaguely, would never have come into your room, stripped you naked and fucked you like that. You weren’t even convinced he’d ever actually had sex before last night let alone was as depraved as you’d found him to be. Last night he asked you to come to him at 10pm sharp, to meet him in the bathroom that he and Felix shared, but should you go? If you doubted it was even real in the first place wouldn’t just turning up in their bath seem at the very least a little bit unhinged? You weren’t sure what to make or do with any of it, but if one thing was for certain you were going to find out.

The day hurried by and promptly turned to night, surely you’d see Oliver at dinner you thought to yourself, your little hunt that consumed your day proving fruitless. As always you dressed for dinner, this time opting for a white bias cut silk dress which clung to every curve. It somewhat resembled your torn (and now missing) night dress, the main differences being in the wider straps and being longer in length as the hem delicately brushed the floor.

You tried your best to keep your literal and metaphorical cool through the warm air of the summer night, strolling with ease through the door of the large dining room. Your eyes scanned the room for mere seconds before you found him, sitting silently in his usual seat cross from yours, eating and avoiding eye contact at all costs. Taking your seat the usual chit chat continued around you with food placed elegantly in front of you, your eyes beaming forward burning a hole into the forehead of the man across from you in the hopes that your gaze would force his hand in some way. You’d searched for him all day, where could he have been? He looked almost angry. Summoning up your last ounce of bravery you decided, the only way to fight the bull is to grab him by the horns.

‘So Oliver, how did you sleep?’ You asked loudly across the table, loud enough for the rest of the dinner guests to hear, placing a pause over all the other conversations happening in your vicinity. Out of the corner of your eye you could just about make out the puzzled faces of the rest of the table, everyone now wondering how often they’d actually heard you address each other previously to this.

‘Fine, thank you Y/N’ he replied bluntly, his gaze finally meeting yours. You’d hoped opening up some kind of conversation with him would confirm your beliefs in some way, but instead he just looked angry. Maybe that was conformation enough in itself?

‘I thought I heard something from your side of the house’ you muttered out as the conversations around you slowly begin again. His blue eyes becoming black with anger almost daring you to say more as he sat unspoken.

‘Oh did you now?’ He questions. Definitely daring, you thought to yourself. You felt almost as if you were staring out a wild animal waiting to see just how long it would take for you to blink and for him to attack.

‘Yes, I thought I heard someone walking around near my room coming from your direction’ you continue, one hand playing nervously with the soft fabric of your dress underneath the table as the other shuffles food around your plate with your fork.

‘It’s an old house, all sorts of noises’ he replies, his head tilted slightly to the side as if to work out where you were going with this line of questioning. ‘Why, was there something you needed during the night?’ He ponders. Was he still daring you or was he just as confused about this whole situation as you were? Maybe you really had imagined the whole thing. He wouldn’t be asking you that if he had something to hide surely, you knew Felix had a temper with a hairpin trigger and absolutely no one wanted to provoke that. Or maybe that was exactly the point.

‘Oh no, it’s nothing really. Don’t worry, it just woke me up is all’ you reply, trying your best to sweep this entire conversation under the rug as much as humanly possible. You wanted to shrink away and become one with your chair, hiding in plain sight almost as if to disappear completely into a puddle of your own embarrassment. With a shrug Oliver went back to eating and ignoring you again, occasionally joining in with the others conversations as you pushed your food around your plate, taking anxious mouthfuls until the plate was almost entirely emptied.

‘Please may I be excused? I’m awfully tired’ you asked, your question pointed towards Elsbeth at the head of the table.

‘Of course my darling, sleep well’ she says as you hurry off, granting the room a brief Goodnight and a polite smile before making your way down the corridor.

Despite all of this, at 10pm you found yourself pacing your room, if any of it had been real you were well aware that you were late by now, your pacing only increasing as the clock ticks to 10:01pm, 10:02pm and before you knew it 10:05pm.

‘Fuck it’ you whispered to yourself, heading out of your room and down the corridor in the direction of Oliver’s room. Taking off your shoes to be as quiet as possible, your dress swung at your ankles as you almost stormed your way towards the bathroom, your feet padding cautiously but quickly against the wooden floor.

Finally arriving after what felt like hours of walking you found the bath freshly drawn yet the room suspiciously empty. At least this partially confirmed that you hadn’t manufactured this entire situation in your haze of exhaustion. The lights dimmed to their lowest setting you can barely see into the corners of the room, you make your way over to the mirror to take in your reflection standing in front of the sink. Resting your hands against it you check the room again, still no one to be found or so you thought. Letting out a frustrated sigh you concluded that if someone was watching you, as you hoped they were, you’d give them a show.

Sliding the first silk strap down your shoulder you glide your hand across your chest, down to your shoulder and off of your arm. You follow the same with your other arm, still holding the dress to your body as you take one last look around the room before dropping your dress to the floor the white fabric pooling at your feet, a stark contrast to the darkness of the rest of the room. Your movements continued as you slipped your bra off, once released massaging your own shoulder softly to relieve yourself from the stress of the day. Your hands slipping lower you step out of your white, matching silk panties, the collection of fabrics joining your dress on the floor.

You turn away from the mirror, facing towards the bath, slowly stepping in and submerging your body in the water, the shine of the golden tub reflecting off of your skin. Dipping your hair in the water you look around the room full of hopefulness again, still, finding nothing. He had to be here, you were sure of it and if he wouldn’t come to you of his own free will, you’d make him just like he made you. Your hand begins to travel south, lowering between your legs rubbing soft circles into your clit. You feel the tension release from your body almost immediately as your pace increases, letting out a stream of breathy moans, the sound reverberating off of the tiles. Your eyes fall closed and your face begins to contort with pleasure as you feel your climax rapidly build, your mind replaying the previous night tempting your pleasure to reach its peak.

Just as quickly as your orgasm built, it was ripped away from you harshly. Your eyes still clenched shut in ecstasy you feel your wet hair being grasped firmly, pulling you under in the water. You try to hold your breath as you’re pushed under but the shock of it almost causes you to breathe the water in. Being held there for a couple of seconds your pulled up just as aggressively.

‘You think your such a clever girl, calling me out like that’ he growls, climbing on top of you still dressed in a white shirt and boxers. His body caging you in underneath him he puts his other hand around your face, squishing your jaw so that your mouth falls open, spitting into your mouth before pushing your head under water once more. You wish that you could have kept the taste of him on your tongue for a few seconds more, a thought that crossed your mind very briefly until you were filled with the panic of being drowned once again before being pulled to the surface once more.

‘Tell me why I shouldn’t just drown you now little one? You know that’s been my plan all along, fucking you and feeling you completely submissive underneath me, nothing you can do to stop me’ he growls, grinding his hard cock into the flesh of your thigh. ‘But you had to be a disobedient little whore, just like the rest of your fucking Catton family’ he continues, you open your mouth to reply but just as you breathe in to speak he plunges you under again, this time pulling your up faster, allowing you to cough up water and look up to him in fear. ‘There’s my good girl’ he sneers, this is exactly how he wanted you completely obedient and pliable underneath him. He wanted the power over you, to make you fear him and love him all at once, something that he was very much achieving. Almost as quickly as he had turned on you, his touch became soft almost loving and his words followed suit.

‘You looked so pretty in that dress, almost like an angel. You wear that for me sweetheart?’ He asks, releasing your hair to press one hand against the roll top of the bath near your head while still holding your cheeks softly in his other hand. You were almost wordless, the contrast in his actions totally throwing you off in a way you would have never expected. You thought you’d seen the darkest parts of him last night, but this was like you’d found another cavern in his soul filled with nothing but hatred for you and everyone around you.

‘Y-yes’ you stutter out, still catching your breath from being held under water, your eyes locked on his as he leans in closer, his face almost touching yours.

‘Yes, what?’ He asks, your eyes scanning his face rapidly to give him the answer he craves, the answer you wish with all your heart and mind to give him.

‘Yes.. sir’ you reply, your words coming out shakily, your body trembling in the gradually cooling water.

‘Such a good girl for me’ he says letting go of your face, his hand sliding down your curves, pulling your legs around his hips your heat pressing into his fully hardened length. He got off on drowning you, that was the first thing that sprung to mind when you felt him between your legs, he wanted your submission and my god did he have it. ‘Fuck’ he groans to himself as he grinds into you, it was almost as if he saw you as an object, just there for his ego.. and other things. Pulling his shirt over his head he discards the wet fabric to the floor beside the bath, pushing his boxers down and gliding the thick head of his cock through your folds.

‘Do you want me to fuck you angel? You’ve been such a good girl, you deserve a reward’ he asks as softly as he could in the given situation. You knew he didn’t really care what you said, if you refused he’d still take what he wanted from you but he knew you’d never turn him down not when he was the only person granting you the lustful excitement that you so craved.

‘Please sir, please fuck me’ you ask looking into his eyes in desperation.

‘Ah, that’s not quite good enough little one. Show me how much you want me’ he demands, pulling you up towards him, leaning back on his heels as he kneels in front of you, his hips lifted to your face height. Tentatively you licked down his shaft, your gaze held by his as you take more of him in your mouth. For the first time, he was letting you take control, his hands gripping the sides of the bath firmly, his knuckles whitening as his fists tighten. You knew not to break eye contact from your last time with him, he liked you to look at him, he loved the power it gave him over you as he moaned unashamed above you. Wouldn’t Felix hear? Wouldn’t you be in trouble? You thought. You’d suspected earlier today that this may be exactly what Oliver was betting on but right in this moment you didn’t care, you’d do anything to please him.

Your hands join your mouth wrapped around Oliver’s length, pumping him as his cheeks flush and one of his hands entangle in your hair gripping it and pushing his cock deeper into your mouth. ‘Fuck angel’ he almost whispers, as you feel him throbbing under your grip, he was close and you knew it. Your fists quickened their pace and you sucked his tip a little bit stronger until his eyes left yours, his head falling back against his shoulders as his eyes close and his face contorts in pleasure, pushing his tip right to the back of your throat causing you to choke as he empties himself into your windpipe, fucking your face as he rides out his orgasm. Just as his climax subsides he pulls his still hard length out of your mouth.

‘Open’ he demands, no other words. You thought he wanted to see that you’d swallowed but you hadn’t, his spend trickling out around the corners of your mouth. ‘Jesus, look at you’ his tone mixed between an insult and genuine concern. Just as you tried to swallow his load again, you were stopped feeling his mouth on yours, his tongue exploring your mouth immediately making your kiss a mixture of both of your saliva and his cum emptying your mouth of it as he pushes you back against the bath, wrapping your legs around his hips once more. The image of you like this seeming to have triggered something in him again, he immediately lines his cock up with your entrance and thrusts up into you making you let out a light scream in a mixture pleasure and pain as he splits you open.

His pace was fast, way faster than you expected as the remaining water in the bath splashes over the edges as he fucks you landing on the floor beside the tub. His eyes baring into yours once again he holds you up above the water line, the blood rushing throughout your body almost deafeningly as all of your senses heighten zoning in on Oliver. Your ruined orgasm returning almost as quickly as it left you feel yourself begin to clamp down on him, you know he can feel it, his hips grinding into yours forcing your orgasm from you almost violently.

‘Cum for me’ he asks, his tone almost begging at this point. ‘Let me hear it’ He demands, another contrast with last night, this time he wants to hear you. ‘Let them all hear it, let them know who you belong to, who fucks you like this’ his words faltering as you clamp down on him, riding out your orgasm loudly just ask he asked, the sound bouncing off the walls you were certain that they must have been able to hear you in the next village over let alone just in the house.

‘Fuck, you really are an angel, look at you’ he says, guiding your gaze to the mirrors over the sink to the side of you as you come down from your orgasm, still continuing at his blistering pace. Watching him fuck you was almost other worldly, the way the dim light reflected off of his almost translucent white skin. You could see his length thrust in and out of you as your eyes met his in the mirror. Pulling you out of your post orgasm haze he doubles down on his pace, one hand on the bath above you the other on your hip as his nails dig into your soft skin. Without warning he emptied himself inside you, pressing his lips to yours as he came within you his moans almost as loud as yours had just been.

Regaining your breaths he pulls out of you, sliding behind you in the bath washing your body clean with the remaining water as your back is pushed against his chest. You wanted to say something, to ask him what all of this meant or if it really meant anything to him at all. You knew you had feelings for him, feelings that grew stronger every time something like this happened between you. You had a need, a desperate want to make him happy, to impress him and to make him need you the way you needed him.

‘Did you enjoy your little lie in?’ He asks, some what out of context with the rest of what had just happened.

‘Uh.. yes’ you replied ‘I wasn’t aware the staff would let anyone sleep in after 8am’ you continued with a giggle.

‘That’s because they don’t. I told them to leave you be a little longer after your somewhat strenuous night’ he replies pressing kisses into your neck as he continues to clean you.

‘And they listened to you?’ You asked, partially amazed that the house staff would ever listen to the wishes of anyone other than the core members of the family.

‘They will’ He says, his voice sterner as his actions continue, pulling you in for one last kiss while running his fingers through your hair. ‘Oh they will my angel’ his words ring in your ear as you begin to fall asleep on his chest ignoring the rest of his sentence, you were his angel.

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[redheadspark]

Bliss

Summary - Druig knows how to bring you bliss

*Got the idea for this one shot from this Gif*

Warnings - SMUT SMUT SMUT! This is 18+, NO MINORS ALLOWED FROM HERE ON OUT!

A/N - I am no SMUT writer by trade, so bear with me :D

You fell back into the bed, your breath barely on your lips as your thighs were trembling and your orgasm was now dwindling to a small simmer.  Sweat itched along your skin, thanks to the solid body on top of you that was holding you close and still buried deep inside of you, watching your body shake from your post orgasm.  His eyes were wide, nearly black with no evidence of the sapphire blue they naturally were, his lisp plump to almost crimson in the moonlight, and his skin with its sheen of sweat along his porcelain skin.  

"That was…..I can't even talk" You tried to say, but your voice was nearly gone with a small smile on your lips as the man above you merely chuckled and ruffled his own brown hair from his eyes.

"Don't say a single word, darlin'." He hummed, leaning back down to have his arms on the mattress below you, digging his forehead against your shoulder as he rolled his hips deeply and slowly.  You mewled, arching into him as you clung onto his shoulders, knowing fully well that he was not done with you.

Neither you were done, not with what you went through.

This was not the first time you two were in bed together, nor would it be the last.  But it felt like your first time, not with the intensity and the lust that was seeping under your skin as you both were gasping for air and pouring your love to one another, but with the intense love you both had for one another for centuries and centuries on end.  

Being together on the Domo for some time as friends before realizing your feelings for one another brought your paths together as lovers, then as a married couple.  You never thought in your wildest dreams that the Mind Controlling Eternal, the very one who was aloof to outsiders and sarcastic by nature, would fall head over heels in love with someone like you. He was wrapped around your heart so naturally and organically that before you knew it, you realized that your heart was taken by him and there was no way to be without him.  

You both went along with the evolution of humans, seeing the good, the bad, and the ugly.  Even within your own family of Eternals and how straining it was getting with one another, you both stayed side by side.  Druig's heart was beyond massive for the sake of the humans, for wishing them peace and tranquility on that small and fragile planet.  So when he decided to walk away after seeing a genocide unfold in front of his eyes, you joined him. How could you stay behind and let the love of your life walk away?  He was part of your soul, half of your heart, and neither one of you wished to be parted. 

"Uggh….Oh fuck Druig," you moaned against his head as his hips were staying consistent, rolling sleep and slow as you felt his cock slide in and out of you.  You were feeling that tension again, the burning in your thigh muscles since your legs were bracketing Druig's hips with ease, your arms shaking while you clung onto his muscular shoulders, and your core finding that flicker of pleasure again while he kissed your skin over and over.  One of his hands moved from under the pillow where you were, bracing your jawline to have your head stay in one spot while he was still fucking you deeply.  You loved when he did this, his actions were both filthy and intimate at the same time.  Holding you close as you fucked, perhaps thinking that you two could blend into one as he made you cum multiple times.  

This was how he loved you: showing you with his actions along with his words how he loved you and would never stop loving you.

You moved your head to kiss his palm that was against your jawline, feeling him thrust again to have you moan silently and feel his thumb trace your lower lip.  Without you thinking about it and merely thinking about the pleasure that was now etched within you, you slide his thumb into your mouth.  He moaned against your neck.

"Fuck," he growled, his thrust never slowing as your hand moved down to grasp at his ass through the thin sheet that was covering it.  He huffed and moved his head to gaze at you with heavy eyes, seeing his thumb in your mouth as you locked eyes with him with a blissed-out face, "You want me to make you cum again, don't ya?"

Releasing his thumb with a pop, you grinned as he gave a particularly hard thrust, you moaned out, "Do it,"

His eyes narrowed: challenged accepted.

Having this kind of love with Druig was nothing short of amazing.  Built on the solid foundation of friendship and devotion, you both could take on the world if you wanted to.  Yet you and Druig didn't wish for that, you both instead settled for your little village in the Amazon.  A slice of paradise amongst the soldiers that followed Druig, underneath the massive trees, and hidden from the rest of the world.  The love that was blossoming over time between you and Druig was now thriving and evolving, spending mornings in bed together and long walks amongst the trees.  Druig never strayed from you, and he proved it again and again.

Druig loved running the village and caring for the families that were growing as the years went by, and you saw the new side of Druig that was hidden for so long because of his inability to step in and help humans.  It made you proud to see him care for his villagers, to see the brightness in his eyes and within his tone, and you wished that would never go away.  

Even after 500 years when your Eternals family came back to find you two to stop the ending of the world with them, nothing seemed to slow the pair of you down.

Moans were filling the room for the pair of you now as Druig was now determined to make you cum again, you letting him as his hips were now snapping and his eyes never leaving your face as you were melting with the sensation.  You felt that drive in his hold along your body, in his whimpers along his lips,  and in his eyes as he was watching you get closer and closer to teetering over the edge.  He knew just how to make you cum: his rough fingers along your body or inside of you, his sweet and yet filthy words in your ear, and even his cock that was perfect in length and girth that seemed to be created to only fit inside of you.  Inwardly, you thanked your lucky stars that you both were Eternals with extended energy, being able to fuck all night without a single need for a break.  

This led to your record: 14 straight hours back in the Amazon when you two went off together on your anniversary back in 1869.

This time, this was more than a simple act of love or fuck session.  The world almost ended, and you all almost lost everything you knew thanks to Arishem and his need to bring Tiamut to life and a new balance to the universe.  Yet you all stopped it, not wishing to let this planet go to waste since you grew to love it over the centuries. It was a relief that there was no more danger for any of you to worry about, and to think that you were so close to losing Druig at the hands of Ikaris, you thought of the worst.  

Seeing him walk up to you with a few cuts and bruises, yet alive and well, you had to hold him close and engrain him in your mind.

He must have felt the same, whisking you away from the rest of your group. Which then brought you to your current predicament.

"I'm close…I'm close Druig…" You moaned against his head as he was not slowing down with his hips and his open-mouth kisses against your jawline.  He hummed, his spare hand moving down to rub his thumb against your clit as he was thrusting deeper and deeper.  You moan hotly from the touch, your legs sprawling out at this point as he keeps the adrenaline going.  

"You don't have to tell me, I can feel ya flutterin' against my cock," he growled as you were feeling that sensation in your toes moving up to be along your spine, "I know your body and what makes ya tick, right?  I know where to touch, where to lick, where to….where to fuck," 

He rubbed your clit hard, making you moan with no abandon as he chuckled to pause and sit up a bit.  He looked down at your body, seeing him undone you were yet at the same time tight wound.  Your hair askew, your breast etched in hickies and exposed for him to savor, even the gorgeous sight of where you two were connected along your hips.  

But what got him was your eyes, the same eyes that he fell for when he first saw you on the Domo.  The same eyes that saw his painful and tear-jerking moments throughout the years but never repeated.  The same eyes that poured love into his own when he felt he was undeserving.  He swore a long time ago when he first kissed you at sunset, he would do anything and everything in his power to keep you in his life.  

Centuries later, he held onto that promise. 

"I love you," He hummed, the tone of lust simmered as you gazed up at him with lust in your own eyes.  You felt that love seep under your skin, even in the heat of fucking you both would find a way to have another layer of intimacy with each other.  Perhaps you were thinking that he was going to die because of Ikaris, or that was world was so close to ending, but you two looked at one another as if nothing else existed in the world, or in that little room.  

You leaned up, moaning as you did since he was involuntarily thrusting in you to make you tremble.  Druig moaned too, though it was silenced by you kissing him softly.  He kissed you back,  feeling that gentleness along your lips as you framed his face in your hands.  Although you knew of it being a distraction, moving one hand to be placed in his chest to give him a push.

Within a second, he was sprawled on his back as you were now riding him.  He grinned as you gently grasped his throat, feeling him gulp as you too locked eyes with that intensity again.

"Love you more," You replied, then giving one hard roll.  Druig moaned loudly as his eyes rolled back in bliss.

The End

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[apparentlytheproblem]

if was your boyfriend, never let you go keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone

druig recomendations

perfectly busy - @tokkiotears

lemme just say, HUSBAND DRUID OML. and I'm just a sucker for a confident and king Druid behavior. absolutley adoring this to no ends, smn send help, I forgot how to function. the not really complete without you got me. oh god. just o h g o d. i just feel like i should comment on the narrative, it was so well done and just hit the spot i didn't even know I had.

warnings-

not proofread, annoying men, druig in a button-up with the sleeves rolled up

"this isn't over" - @peterparkersnose

bro this slapped in so many different levels, like excuse me. And druig who shares books and annotates? and smug druig? godamn. the sexual tension- smn keep him away from me before i fall in love.

warnings-

angst, privacy invasion, accidental nudity, sexual tension, falling in love with something you could never have-?

sunshine - @itsapeterthing

firstly, i fell in love with the writing, its so stunning. it has such a fun and flowery vibe surrounding it which makes me just gush oml. it was just so sweet. AND how he gets flustered- literally hit all my marks and exceeded them. i hope you never stop writing these, they make my soul lighter.

warnings: eternals insulting druig as always, fluff

how could they not know? - @saintlike78

to start of, i love a vocal man who can tell you that he missed you. the scene itself was so soft. just love sick druig running back to your arms and you're wearing his shirt mwahh. i find it hilarious how no else has even noticed this happening before, my oblivious fools. its so adorablee.

warnings-

nothing but fluff really, dialog heavy.

hold - @redheadspark

bro, my love, angel, the gif itself got me a blushing mess, you have no idea what the fic did to me sheesh. i love a man who was so acceptable about her fear and so re-assuring, that's so perfectly written. i also love how the author has written these thoughts in her head as well as the internal debate. it just left me in awe i swear.

warnings-

Just a hint of angst but mostly fluff

warmth - @stranger-nightmare

these are one of my favorite's that I've encountered. the end was just lovley. Just the plot of this drabble has me on my knees. it was wonderfully thought and wonderfully written. the author has left no crumbs.

warnings-

one case of swearing, a lil bit of fluff, a whole lotta angst, nakedness but it’s not in a sexual way

boyfriend headcannons - @luventi

just a bunch of head cannons which i thought were amazing. overall its just so cute and has me screaming, crying and throwing up. honestly very underated.

warnings-

druig x gn eternal!reader, au where everyone is alive and happy and together, there will be dashes of suggestive content admits all the fluff so be warned!

shy lover - @writing-wh0re

[ it didn't have a title so I gave it this, I hope the author doesn't mind]

felt that this was just a must included, i don't wanna really have to summarize this cause there wasn't a single line that did not fail to have me hypnotized. just lovley work

warnings-

Smut18+, Unprotected Vaginal Sex, Male Performing Oral, Praise Kink (both), Begging Kink (?), Slight Cocky Druig, Cum kink (?)

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[hanasnx]

MINORS DNI 18+

“My beautiful lover,” DRUIG breathes his condescending tone. That affectionate nickname he’s come to adore calling you has been sullied with his churlish attitude. He makes fun of how you look now, lying underneath him.

Exceptionally trusting, he does not pin your hands, instead he lets you fight him. Fists grab at his clothes, the lapel of his leather jacket your most common purchase as his lithe middle finger swipes against your clit. You writhe and you cry and you bitch and you moan, but he keeps you right where he wants you with his forearm under your torso. It arches you into him, and you throw your head back when he dips the tip of his finger into your slit, stroking through the line of slick. “You want this, my pet?” he murmurs, and he scoffs in response to your indignant whine, a cruel curl tugging at the corner of his mouth. “Yeah, you know I like to play with you. Like a little toy.” Abruptly, he plunges the entire length of his finger into you to the knuckle, and you cry out, clutching onto his jacket to yank him to you but he remains resolute. All you do is raise yourself to him, brushing your lips against his. He nuzzles you, inhaling your breath. “Yeah, you’re my little toy.”

He pulls out, only to add another finger, but your walls are already so raw. Your clit is overly sensitive, throbbing when he twists his thumb to flick at it. Your hips jerk in reply, and he snickers through his nose, pecking your unresponsive lips. “Humans are so funny, aren’t they?” he muses, but you can barely hear him. He curls his digits in a beckoning motion inside you, stroking that spot that sends electricity up your spine until you fall limp. “Touch on their pleasure centers a bit and they go fucking stupid. You know how easy it would be to-“ The arm locked around your torso squeezes you to him, and it aches but you can only moan. As if you like the pain, when in reality it’s the way his fingers lodge themselves up in your guts and fiddle with your insides. “-break you? Could do it. Could do it easy.” There’s a growling edge to his voice as he threatens you, bringing his teeth to your exposed neck shiny with sweat. He relieves you, the ache dissipates, and the pad of his thumb curiously nudges your clit.

You buck, and he scans your entire bare form. “How many is that, by the way?” he asks, as if he’s asking about the fucking weather. His thumb drives in with more purpose, wiggling with just enough pressure to make you howl from another incoming orgasm. “Have you lost count?”

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