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redheadspark · 1 year

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Summary: Clío and Druig share a moment together before their first child is born.

Warnings: Just some fluff!

A/N: I got the inspiration for this from some lovely fanart from my dear friend @heartofwritiing! This is part o the Melody Series. I hope you all like it!

“What are you up to, my darling?”

“Finishing this book Sersi recommended to me,”

Druig hummed as he walked into the living room from the kitchen, you flipping another page from the older books that as sent to you in the mail from England. Another folk tale book that Sersi told you was in her private collection thanks to her line of work. Being as careful as you could, you were intrigued with the book since you couldn’t do anything else at this length deep in your pregnancy.

Being 8 months pregnant was a bit tolling, the main struggle was your sense of gravity being thrown off. It would take you a bit longer to walk across the room or even shift from one stance to another, thankfully Druig would be there to help guide you when he sense you would topple over. It only happened once, a bit comical to say the least to which you both were laughing from the silliness of it all. You were finally ridden to rest your feet, which made time feel slow since you were always moving or on the go. Druig had to remind you to stop and rest, in return you would glare at him and he would just smile widely.

According to Phastos, you were only a week or two away from your due date. It was a bit harder to go off of Phastos since he was no doctor, and going to a hospital was out of the question. The last thing either you or Druig wanted to do was to have your baby be born in a hospital and questions were thrown at you. Especially Druig, whom was far more protective of you in the last few months. So Phastos made the medical equipment to monitor you and the baby, making you beyond thankful that Phastos and the others were in your corner. No matter how scary it seemed, or undecided with what you future was going to hold, there was still a small sense of ease with your supportive family.

Druig being the most supportive of all.

He moved to the end of the couch where your feet were, sitting on the edge and taking one foot within his palms to start massaging it. You moaning softly, a content look on your lips as Druig grinned from your reaction. The aches of your feet were constant, needing to raise them up every once in awhile to get some kind of relief throughout the day. And now that Druig was massaging one of them in his rough yet soothing palms, the relief was instant and mind blowing.

“My poor wife,” Druig hummed, not in a teasing way, but in a way to make you glare at him as he chuckled, “You must be over this already,”

“The uncomfortableness and constant lower back pain, and request bathroom runs? Of course I am,” You huffed, yet you grinned as your fingers traced the top of your belly, “But the kicking….not too much,”

Druig paused his massaged, looking at you with intrigue, “Kicking?”

“Yeah, all the time,” You answered, seeing him look from your foot over to your belly. Druig never really asked about it, not throughout the pregnancy, but the kicks were constant and daily when you were around 7 months. It was as if your unborn child was already trying to communicate and talk to you, the small sensation of feeling it against your belly seemed like an out of body experience. There was no way to describe, not when it first happened to you when you were out brushing the horses in the corral.

The first kick was hard and distinct, your child communicating to you.

“What does it feel like?” He asked, moving to massage your foot again but not as frequent like before. You thought about it, not knowing the proper way to say it. After a good pause, your fingers were dancing on top of the shirt, feeling your tight skin under there as you finally explained it to Druig.

“Like the sense of falling, that fluttering in your stomach when you fall to the ground,” You explained, Druig hanging on your every word, “It not a bad feeling, but more of a flying sensation I think. Does that make sense?”

“Yes,” Druig replied without hesitation. You were about to say something else when you felt it: a hard kick. You giggled placing your palm right along the left side of your belly to feel right where the kick occurred, Druig’s eyes going big as another kick happened. Your smile widened, rubbing the area with ease since it felt like a frustrated kick than anything.

You were anticipation your baby coming into the world, all of these months carrying your child and dreaming of what your future would hold as a mother. Of course your hormones were all over the place since the start of your pregnancy, but you never minded them. It was a true gift to be able to be a mother, you’ve seen others become mothers in this very way over the centuries as an Eternal. Willing to sacrifices their lives for such a small and innocent being, changing their world permanently and never once second guessing it.

Even in the Amazon it was a blessed event when a child was born. The mother going through agony and pain from the childbirth, all for the sake of bringing their baby safely in the world. Some didn’t make it, either the baby or the mother. Sometimes both never made it, and those times were glimpsed in pain and sorrow. But to being a being in the world was sacred and was considered a massive sense of faith and strength.

And now you were going through it yourself, as an Eternal.

“Here,” You reached out to take his hand, gesturing him to move down the couch in your direction. Druig went willingly, you placing his hand over where the kick was. But once he touched there, it was still for a moment. Druig kept his palm there along the top of your shirt, his eyes moving to the area too. From your angle, you could see the wonder in his blue orbs and the hope that he would feel it too.

After a long pause, a hard kick was felt.

Druig’s eyes were massive, like he was discovering something new right in front of his eyes. He was in a way: feeling his active unborn child against his wife’s belly. You wish to know what was going on in his own head, the pondering questions that were filling his mind. He was just as shocked as you were when you found out you were pregnant, having so many questions as to how it was possible and how it never happened sooner, if you were going to be safe, if the baby would be safe.

But he also was hopeful and beyond happy, becoming a father was something he never thought he could have but now it was all he thought about. This new future for you two, this new road of parenthood that was paved in front of you seemed too good to be true at times. But Druig looked at the blessing of it all, feeling as though you both were destined for this. Maybe you were, and seeing the love in his eyes as he felt his child kick against him.

“Wow,” He said in a breath, almost unsure that it was real. The baby kicked again, you smiling so widely as Druig was keeping his hand very still, afraid to move it from the very spot where your child kicked.

“Your voice,” You said to him calmly, lacing your hand with his on your stomach, “I think he likes it,”

“You still think we’re have a boy,” Druig said in a hoarse amused tone, almost like he was holding back his tears. But the evidence of tears were there, being moved from this moment. To see the mind controller, ever aloof and powerful as an Eternal, being so vulnerable with his unborn child. Of course, he always had the love for innocent humans, no matter how small they were. His heart was soft, though guarded most of the time around the others, but it was soft and tender for you to hold yourself. Seeing how much Druig savored and cared for human life, it was all the more memorable that that love and care would be engulfed because of your unborn child.

“Druig,” You said his name, Druig humming to indicate he heard you as he still looked at the very spot the baby kicked, “Can…can you hear his thoughts?”

It sounded outlandish, almost bizarre in why you would ask that. You read a few books about your pregnancy and what the baby development as the months came and went. Babies can hear, not very well in the womb but they could. It made you wonder if your husband would be able to hear your child’s thoughts.

“I don’t think so,” Druig replied thoughtfully, his fingers then slowly moving across the area with his smile still on his face, “But I know I won’t ever do it,”

“Do what?”

“Read her thoughts,” Druig said, looking at you finally and seeing the sincerity in his eyes and how he sounded sure of himself, “I won’t use my powers on her, just as I don’t use them on you,”

You tilted your head at him, wondering if you could fall in love with him any more than you were at the moment. You then had to giggle, “You think it’s a girl?”

“I do,” Druig answered, another massive kick was felt against his hand as Druig gave you a smirk, “Our little one agrees.”

You felt him move your shirt up a bit, showing your massive belly to make you shiver from the wind that came in the living room. You were about to tell him to place the shirt down when he leaned down to place his ear along the top of your belly, having you freeze in shock. Druig stayed quiet, his arms around your protectively and securely as his face was towards you and his eyes slid shut. The very image made you feel beyond loved, to catch Druig in such a sacred moment and with vulnerability, it made your heart break in the best way possible.

There was rarely a time to see Druig in such a state: For centuries you watched Druig remain poise and in control. Whether he had to use his abilities on humans to save them from Deviants, or when you both were in the village for 500 years. Druig always had a facade on in front of others to remain strong, or have the illusion of being strong.

Yet the small pockets of moments to see him open and bare, like an open book that held a sacred passage or a flickering light in complete darkness. It took him years and years to realize that vulnerability was a different kind of strength, there was no shame in letting one’s inner soul be exposed every once in awhile. It felt like a gift to see it yourself, and even more so for Druig to share that with you.

Those vulnerable moments were negative at times. Seeing Druig watch from afar as humans were harming one another, no being able to save them or step in. You would hold his hand, silently telling him that he did all he could do, yet it wasn’t enough. Druig would go against Ajak and her philosophies that were aligned with Arishem, not having us interfere with anything that could stop the human evolution. You would hug him and let him vent it out, knowing it was betterthna holding it in.

But the worst was watching Druig on his knees with his head in his hands mere hours after you both left the family at Tenochtitlan, feeling the pain of the genocide in front of his eyes with no chance of saving any of the innocent humans. You held him as he weeped and cried, digging his fingers into the soil and letting out all the pain festering inside of him. If only you could will it away, make all the pain cease to exist the man you loved.

Not this moment, not when he was cradling you close and connecting to your unborn child, almost attempting to push all of his willpower and love into your child before they could come into the world.

“Hello my little one,” You heard in a whisper, noticing it came from Druig. His eyes still stayed closed, yet his voice was beyond soft and almost in a hum while he spoke again, “I can’t wait to meet ya,”

A few tears were threatening to come out from your eyes, yet you never tore your gaze from Druig.

Druig started to hum, you knew the song from centuries ago back in Babylonia. The familiar chorus and the acute tune that you knew and grew to love was evident his lips as Druig hummed to the belly. Your fingers moved to run through his hair, a new moment of intimacy was in place for your soon to be family of three. For so long you were used to having Druig to yourself, to have Druig’s love and affection as if it was second nature. To know within weeks that there would be a newborn, one with the perfect mixture of yourself and Druig, it would be a big shift for not just yourself but with Druig too.

Yet now what you were hearing and seeing in front of you, sprawled on the couch with your husband head on your belly and a Babylonian lullaby sung in the air of the farmhouse, you were ready for the shift.

You both were ready.

The End.

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sorisooyaa · 2 years

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please keeping sharing more your graphics are beautiful 🙏

For the asks game:

N - Name three things you wish you saw more or in your main fandom (or a fandom of choice)

Hi there, lovely, 💖

I don't have anything to share rn! And come on, do you really want to be put through all that stupidity I do?

ooo yes ask!

Hmmm,

Tolkien and MCU:

1. There are so many popular characters in these fandoms, but I would like to see more on minor characters like in Tolkien; Feren, Fingolfin (defo needs more love), Merry and Pippin (yes, I'm putting them together lol), and there's more (gonna sneak in Haldir here cuz he's my favorite sorry). But really all characters (the good ones only.. looking at you Melkor and Smaug) deserves so much love! Within MCU, I would seriously love to see more on....umm... HELLO CLINT PLZ!!! SERIOUSLY WHY IS HE NOT RECEIVING MORE LOVE?!?! Ok, then with the Eternals, Ik it didn't make much sense, BUT COME ON DID YOU NOT SEE WHAT SERSI DID?!?! GEMMA CHAN ROCKED THIS!! AND HELLO CAN WE ALSO SHED SOME LIGHT ON SHURI!!?!?!? PLZ?!?!? I'M BEGGING YOU!!! Moon Knight is really popular rn, I loved the show but it's really not receiving the love should be! It needs more 🥰❤️

2. I would like to see more authors releasing theirs stories and fanarts with confidence. It doesn't matter if you 2 notes or 200 notes; it really doesn't! What matters is that you release what you love and what you want. And ofc it takes time for ppl to get to know you and your works, but if you don't do it now, you will never get there! So please, press that post button. If you would like my reactions to anything, send me a quick message please! Post what you did, give us the joy of reacting anything you create!

3. Words of encouragement (reblogs): It's really not too much to ask, is it? Reblog is so much better than that like button, you don't have to say anything seriously! A reblog is like silent words of encouragement to a creator! You have no idea how massively it helps someone. Show how much you enjoyed creation! Spiral out with words and all your feelings the creators LOVE it! ❤️. Seriously you guys! There so many ppl in this fandom! Keep it going! Encourage one another; Reblog and support your favs and new aspiring creators! How is one supposed to feel encouraged and motivated if the support isn't there? Why do you think so many ppl leave here? One day you wake up, and one your fav creators has left! WHY DO YOU THINK THAT IS? It's the creators' job to post and YOUR job to show support and love to it!

Ok, just gonna stop there now cuz I realised I ranted more than actually answer the questions! Welp sorry, thank you for the question.

I hope I haven't scared you away lovely 😢🥺💖

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