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I Get a Suger Rush Whenever I'm With You - Chapter 5.1

Happy whatever day it is for you, fellow Drukkari stans! We've made it to the fifth chapter, which is already further than I thought I was going to get with this! If you missed the last installment and need to catch up, you can find it here, or you can start over from the beginning here. Last time, Thena went out with a bang and some interesting advice to Druig. What will he do with it? Find out now in the next mini-chapter of Drukkari in the Great British Bake Off, with an extra special guest star!

Druig had been trying to push his conversation with Thena out of his mind to no avail. While at work, he’d often found himself lost in thought as he went over his and Makkari’s interactions over the past few weeks. His co-worker at the shop had to take over most customer interactions, much to his annoyance. After the third time that week, it seemed he’d had enough. After zoning out on the job again, Druig was brought back to his senses when Hunter shoved a box of books into his arms.

“Jesus, Hunter!” was all he could get out as he tried not to topple over at the sudden weight.

“Oi! You need to snap out of whatever this is and start pulling your weight,” Hunter responded, already on the move. Druig trudged after him to the front of the store with the box.

“I’m fine,” Druig replied, not even convincing himself.

“That’s what my demonic hell beast ex-wife said right before we got divorced. Again,” he said, coming to a halt. There was no place to set down the box, so Druig simply held it as Hunter unpacked its contents. After a good minute of silence, Hunter added, “Really? No jab about the second divorce? You usually can’t resist that.”

“Too easy, and you were expecting it. Makes it less fun,” Druig mumbled.

“That’s never stopped you before,” Hunter remarked as he finished unpacking the box. He glanced out the front window of the tiny secondhand shop. With no customer in sight, he turned back to Druig and sighed. “Alright, what are you moping about this time? Did you get eliminated?”

“You know I can’t tell you.”

“Like you really care about breaking the rules.”

Hunter was staring him down now. While Druig never wanted to admit to moping, he also knew he could trust his co-worker. With a roll of the eyes, he relented.

“It’s not Bake Off. It’s more… Bake Off-adjacent.”

“What does that mean?”

“I sort of met someone on Bake Off.”

“And they haven’t been scared off by your stink face yet?”

“She has not.”

“Is that why you’ve been in a good mood the past month?” Druig raised an eyebrow at that. “Or at least less likely to put off customers with your brooding, anyway.”

“I guess so.”

“So, what’s the problem?”

“Nothing really. I just… I realized I don’t actually know how she feels about me. And asking her out is probably against the rules.”

It was Hunter’s turn to raise his eyebrows. “You’ve been around her for a month and you’re just now realizing this?”

“Things were going well enough. Guess I didn’t feel the need to find out before now.”

“Well, leave it to you to get stuck in some will-they-won’t-they after getting into baking on a dare,” Hunter said, not even trying to hide his smile.

“So you admit it’s your fault?” Druig deadpanned.

“I take no responsibility over your brooding,” he retorted. “You should probably figure out what’s going on with her, else you’re start scaring customers off again. And congrats on making it this far, by the way.”

“Did I say I was still in it?”

Hunter thought for a moment before muttering, “Bollocks,” to himself just as a customer walked in. Druig smirked as he took the empty box and retreated to the back. Hunter quickly plastered on his customer service smile as he turned around. Glancing back, Druig sniggered as he noticed his co-worker flipping him off behind his back.

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Druig was usually quite good at keeping secrets. He’d always been quiet by default, and having been a loner for much of his life, he didn’t exactly have many people to share secrets with anyway. He’d already resolved to keep that last part of his and Thena’s conversation to himself, but despite his best efforts, it seems he couldn’t completely hide the fact that he was hiding something from Makkari. Even over text, she seemed to notice something was off. It only got worse when they met on the first morning of the fifth week.

He greeted her and the rest of their friends as usual, talking about their weeks and teasing Sersi for being late when she finally made her unintentional grand entrance. He thought he was in the clear – that is, until Makkari cornered him on the shuttle. He was seated in the back row between her and the window, with Phastos already sleeping soundly on the other side of her. They were just pulling away from the hotel when she poked him in the ribs and signed, Out with it.

Out with what? he asked, rubbing the spot where she’d poked. Luckily, he hadn’t made any noise at the surprise contact, but it had still hurt a bit.

Whatever it is you’re not saying, she replied. Something’s clearly bothering you, and I haven’t been able to figure out what it is.

Really, oh great detective? he tried to tease, but she only raised an eyebrow at him. He sighed as he said, It’s nothing.

It’s not nothing if it’s bugging you, she said, concern creeping into her steady gaze. He softened at the sight, though he was still resolved not to tell her anything. Instead, he signed, It’s nothing I won’t get over. You don’t need to worry.

She studied him, and Druig did his best to look reassuring. After a moment, she gave a slight nod before saying, Good. Can’t have you losing focused and getting eliminated.

Not a chance, he replied with a confident smirk. She smiled back, seemingly satisfied for now. That said, Druig had a feeling he hadn’t heard the end of it yet.

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Don't know if any of you are also Agents of SHIELD fans, but welcome to Lance Hunter! Because the thought of Hunter and Druig working in a shop together makes me laugh for whatever reason 😂 Hope you enjoyed this mini-installment!

Part 15

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[softquietsteadylove]

Hello birdie 🖤✨

I've got something for the Life Interrupted AU.

Thena isn't feeling well lately and is considering to go back into this hellhole where she's getting drugged to unconsciousness. She's packing her stuff when Gil shows up. He's trying to talk it out of her.

(And I definitely didn't had this Idea because I'm stuck in one of those hellholes, lol)

✨🖤Hugs an Love🖤✨

"Going somewhere?"

Thena sighed, setting down one of her shirts and staring down at her bed. "I was thinking about it."

Gil walked further into her room, having just arrived. "Druig texted me. Really surprised me to hear from him, but he said you've been acting weird--wants me to 'talk to some sense into you'."

Thena let out a humourless chuckle. "I'm surprised he decided to entrust you with that task."

"Gotta say, I am too," Gil agreed quietly until he was standing behind her. "I have to agree--you seem a little anxious lately."

She had been nervous, jumpy, and Gil knew it. They hadn't been able to go out on a date in weeks because she felt on the verge of a panic attack at the thought of having to navigate crowds or risk running into someone. "Maybe...maybe I should consider-"

"Don't," he whispered, placing his hand gently over hers. Her bag was already half full. "Don't say you're going back to that place."

Thena squeezed her eyes shut, tears already burning the insides of them. "Where should I go, Gil?"

"Anywhere else," he concluded. He pulled her hand away from packing up as if she were sailing off into the horizon. He moved slowly and gently until he could sit on the chair in the corner of her room and look up at her. "Please, Thena, just talk to me."

When he was seated lower, she had no excuse not to look at him. But she stared down at his hands, holding hers so, so gently. "Druig and Makkari have been looking at places again."

Gil raised his brows. "That...that's good...right?"

It was. It was what she wanted. She wanted their lives to continue on after the ugliness of the last year. She wanted her brother to feel free to settle down and marry the love of his life. And he could do that without worrying about his sister, she was determined.

"He keeps asking me to see them," she admitted quietly, as if Druig had his ear pressed against the door and would be wounded by overhearing her. "He keeps picking rooms that he says can be mine--if I so choose."

"So," Gil prompted, giving her hands a little squeeze, "what's so bad about that?"

Thena shook her head, looking up around the ceiling of her room to keep her tears from falling. "I'm not some child he has to drag around with him. He should be choosing a home to suit him and his wife, not worrying about his burdensome sister."

"Come on," Gil whispered, his eyes drifting downward from the sheer weight of Thena's discouragement. "You know he doesn't think of you like that."

Thena sighed, pulling her hands from Gil's and plopping herself on the corner of her bed. She pressed them to her head, trying to keep them from shaking. "I know he doesn't. That is exactly the problem."

"Okay, so you don't want him worrying about you," Gil shrugged, turning in the chair to face her head on again.

Thena stared down at her knees. She wasn't wearing her work dress and stockings with a tight ponytail. But she couldn't bring herself to wear soft sweatpants anymore, opting for athleisure leggings and a cardigan at even her most comfortable.

"What else?"

She toyed with her fingernails. "I don't want to live here alone."

Gil nodded again, leaning back in the chair.

She hunched over herself more, despite her sore back. "It's not about the cost, it's...I can't be here by myself, thinking all these...things."

"Okay, so we'll find somewhere else for you," Gil leapt at the opportunity to suggest an alternative. He leaned forward again, even scooching toward the edge of the seat. "I'll help you look."

She smiled, although she still wasn't feeling the intent behind the action. "Druig offered the same. Even Makkari--but that's not the point."

Gil seemed to understand what she was getting at. And of course he did, it was Gil. He was sweet, and understanding, and he always seemed to know what she was trying to say, even if she didn't have the words. "You want to find a place for yourself."

She sighed, looking at her hands again. "I don't seem capable of anything these days."

Gil took her hands in his again, rubbing his thumb over her skin. "You know that's not true."

She wasn't as sure as he was. She never was--never had his confidence, or positivity. It was something she both envied and admired about him. She loved it about him. "Maybe-"

"No!"

She blinked, taken aback by his outburst. He was always so soft spoken, especially with her. She had never heard him so much as raise his voice. The only things he did loudly were laughing and sneezing.

"Maybe nothing!" he pressed, standing from the chair. "That place never did you any good. I don't think it does anyone any good! And I will not let you go back to that misery!"

Thena's eyes fluttered, her back straightening. Her heart began to squeeze at the sheer volume of things, but this was Gil--she was safe with him.

"Thena," he finally quieted again, kneeling in front of her. "You never have to go back to that place, okay? I don't care if you have a nervous breakdown--I'll take care of you. I'll take better care of you than they ever would in there. Just--just promise me you won't go back there because you're worried about burdening people."

She blinked, those tears she was trying to hold back finally falling. It was completely dark outside, her small bedside lamp offering minimal lighting. But it caught Gil's features in just such a way that made him seem so beautiful. "I don't want to go back there."

"Good," he nodded, turning her hand so he could press his lips to it.

"But," she gasped, her lip wobbling. She clung to him. "But what if I'm not me, anymore?"

"You're exactly who you need to be," he said without a hint of doubt in his voice. "You're Thena."

So completely unwavering, her Gilgamesh.

"You're my Thena," he repeated, softer this time, kissing the back of her other hand before pulling her up to stand with him. His hands slipped around waist to rest at her back. "That's all you need to be."

She wasn't sure who 'Thena' was, at times. At least, not as she knew herself before all this. Gil kept saying that the past year was a part of her, for better or worse. But she just wanted to leave it behind--to revert to the version of her that had existed before it all.

"Look," he whispered, still holding her so gently. "Maybe that's easy for me to say. I didn't know you before. But the Thena I know is pretty damn amazing."

She let another laugh, still not humoured in the least.

"She is," he chuckled, though, and he did mean it. He leaned closer, touching his forehead to hers. "She's this badass translator, works in a big, fancy office. She's actually pretty funny, if she's in a good mood. Kinda likes messing with me."

"I do not."

"Just a little," he contested, scrunching up his nose faintly. "But I think that side of her is cute. And she's tough--way tougher than she thinks she is. And she's an incredible sister, even when her brother is being a pain in our ass."

"Our?" she interrupted.

"Our," he confirmed, touching the tips of their noses together to silence her. "And I know he's just worried about you. That's why he keeps saying you can stay with them if you want. But I guess he doesn't really know it's stressing you out."

Thena sighed, dragged back into the depths of her problems like plunging into ice cold water. "How do I tell him?"

Gil skipped over that question, still busy holding her, almost swaying as his weight shifted from foot to foot. "So, this Thena--I mean, to me, she's the most incredible woman in the world."

"Gil," she sighed, trying to pull him from his reverent description of her.

But he nudged her head until he could kiss her lips, also gently. As gently as everything else about him. "She's the woman I love, plain and simple."

Oh, did she ever love him. She had gone from being someone who probably didn't really believe in love for herself at all to being head over heels for her sweet, gentle giant.

She sighed as she kissed him again, leaning up on her toes to loop her arms around his neck. Kissing Gil always made her feel more human--more grounded and real. It took away the buzzing in her head and replaced it with with a heavy and pleasant sedative that could spread through her veins.

Gil stayed close, his forehead against hers, lips still faintly puckered. "Better?"

"Hm," she sighed. She didn't need to explain herself--not to him. She ran her fingers gently through the hair at the back of his head. If only she never had to go to work, or take public transport, or go to house viewings where the realtor would look at her oddly. If only she could stay in Gil's arms every second of every day.

"Good," he sufficed to say, tapping his fingers against the back of her sweater. He moved his hand to her hip. "So, about this living situation-"

"Right," she sighed the heaviest she had yet (which was saying something).

"Hey," he nudged her gently, pulling her eyes up to him. "A unit in my building is going on the market for next month. It's the one above mine--sweet old guy is moving out to be closer to his grand kids."

Oh. Living that close to Gil--being neighbours?

"I can always ask him if he'd be open to a lease trade-off," Gil suggested, although he was unable to hide his excitement at the prospect in his smile. "What do you think?"

Being that close to Gil? Being his upstairs neighbour?

His smile wobbled faintly, turning sheepish as he looked away. "It's a little more modest than this place. But it's a one bedroom, and it's not a bad location. And-"

Thena stood on her toes, pressing her lips to his, even with a cliche 'mmwah' sound. He looked dazed after the firmer kiss, which made her smile genuinely for the first time that night. She leaned against him heavier, but he steadied her without a second thought. "I think that sounds perfect."

"Really?" he asked, beaming like a dog about to receive a treat with a wagging tail.

She took his cheeks in her hands, "it sounds wonderful, Gil."

"O-Okay," he laughed, sounding near hysteria. But he pulled her against his chest in his arms, even lifting her off the ground slightly as he spun them. "This'll be amazing, sweetie, I promise!"

He needed no promises. The thought of having him a mere flight of stairs away was already comforting, in a sense. And she had been to his flat plenty of times. He was right, it was in a good location, and it wasn't any further from her office than she was now, all things considered.

Gil set her on her feet once more. "I'll talk to him tonight."

"Don't get too ahead of yourself," she advised gently. It wasn't often she was able to offer a calming voice of reason these days; it felt familiar, even soothing. She toyed with some some stray hairs of his. "I may have to apply, like everyone else."

"Peh," Gil waved in dismissal again (making her laugh, again). "The old guy loves me. And that's before I tell him some sob story about wanting my girlfriend to move in so we can be closer."

Thena blushed softly, toying with the hem of her cardigan. Sometimes she had to remind herself that Gil wasn't just 'someone she was seeing', and actually the man she had known for more than half a year and had been dating for more than half that time, now.

"It'll be great," he whispered, pressing a kiss to her cheek. "We can carpool to work, I'll be right downstairs if you ever wanna talk--or cuddle."

"Gil," she admonished, but it came out as a light and air whisper as he kissed her cheek again, his five o'clock shadow against her skin.

He stopped nuzzling her just to look at her more solemnly. "You should tell Druig."

"It was your idea."

"Exactly," Gil made a face, shrinking somewhat. "He'll kill me."

Thena rolled her eyes, her spirits lifting by the moment. "It's not as if you're offering to shack up with me yourself."

He didn't laugh at her joke. He didn't even seem to realise it was a joke, just shrugged one shoulder. "I mean they're both only one bedroom units. Plus, I imagine you want some space for yourself for a little. Feel like you have some more control?"

Well, he was exactly right about that, as always. Although she hadn't expected his rebuttal to be that they would need a larger space if they were to live together. She just blinked, "precisely."

"So it's decided," he grinned again, and gave her another kiss for good measure. "I'll go talk to Karun, you talk to Druig. He really is worried about you."

"I know," she mumbled, feeling properly chastised. She unlinked her hands from behind his head and squeezed his forearms. "I'm sure he was desperate to call you."

"And I'm suggesting you move into my building instead of in with him?--he's gonna have my head."

Thena laughed genuinely for the first time that night. "Don't worry, I'll protect you from him."

Gil stared at her in a way that made her toes curl. He bent his head down to sneak into the crook of her neck under her jaw. "I know you will."

She shivered as he left a kiss on her pulse point.

But he left it at that, pulling away and standing to his full height again. It left her feeling chilly, needing to pull her cardigan tighter around herself. "Okay."

Thena nodded, letting him take her by the hand. She did have to talk to Druig--about everything. About moving and also about how she would be okay without him hovering over her shoulder. She would be okay without that hell hole and its medication and she would be okay even if she felt like this different version of herself, possibly forever.

Gil grasped the doorknob with his other hand, the door not fully closed and letting in just a sliver of light from the rest of the house. He held her other hand, giving it a squeeze. "Ready?"

She nodded, holding his hand tighter, just in case she needed it. But she smiled, "ready."

#Thenamesh Life Interrupted AU #I love this au! #and we love you Love! #Thena is feeling worse and worse about Druig moving out before proposing #he's all stressed about her staying with them #but stressed because she doesn't want him to stress #it's a lot going on #so Thena gets more withdrawn thinking about all this #and eventually Druig does the unthinkable #he texts his sister's boyfriend and tells him to get his ass down here and talk to her #they come out of her room #They're holding hands and Thena looks oh so besotted #Druig sits up from the couch holding Makkari like I already don't like this #Thena tells Druig listen she appreciates his concern and she'll come and visit all the time #but she's going to move into Gil's place #and Druig loses his everloving mind #he blows up about how it's too soon and they barely know each other and he doesn't trust Gil enough to let them shack up #and Thena lets him get it all out of his system before finishing saying: Gil's apartment........complex #Makkari: lol #Druig totally loses his steam and just goes oh...well I guess that's not so bad #because Thena knows how to break bad news to her little brother #Druig is still a little wary of it and he still tells Gil that if he ever thinks Thena is upset because of him #he's got a whole lot of hell comin' his way #but he's also a good brother and tells her he'll help her move and he's not going anywhere until she's settled #they haven't settled on a house yet anyway and he won't actually leave until Thena is settled #if she called and said I don't like it here Druig is like okay we're living in the townhouse forever #meanwhile Thena actually wants him to leave the nest so she and Gil can be cutesy flirty neighbours and carpool and have sleepovers

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Hawuu could i request prompts 9. standing up for a loved one and 42.realizing their feelings for Druig (if two prompts aren't allowed you can pick 42) thanks

A/N - Hawuu! Thanks for requesting this, dear friend! I love this for Druig, and I'll do number 42 for you! Thanks again!

Hold

Summary - Druig had a hold on you, whether you knew it or not

Warnings - Just a hint of angst but mostly fluff

“Let’s go for a swim,”

“What about Ajak and her meeting?  And you know I can’t swim!”

“You can still put your feet in and sit near the edge, and that meeting is not for another hour or so, we can slip away for a quick swim at the lake, don’t you think?”

You grabbed your bag and followed Makkari out of the Domo, Makkari wishing to walk since running wouldn’t be as fun.  The weather was nice and too warm for your liking to hide away in the Domo all day long, and since there was going to do with the humans that morning the Eternals were a bit restless.  So Sersi and Ikaris went off together for a walk, Kingo went to the market to shop and mingle with the humans, Gilgamesh took Thena off riding along the riverbanks, Phastos worked on some inventions in his lab, and Sprite stayed behind in her room to read some of the books Makkari got her.  

Druig ventured off earlier that morning before the heat came in, which was coming for him since he was mostly one to be on his own and ponder his thoughts and predictions about the humans.  You knew he liked the solstice most of the time, but not always.  He was more hardwired to think deeper and more sensible when it came to the human race, not that the others didn’t.  But with how he would talk to you about wishing there to be peace, wishing to stop all the hurt that they would inflict on one another, you knew how deep his heart and soul was.  

It was so easy to fall into a friendship with him, yet in the back of your mind you wondered if it would go past that.

Makkari was humming along as you two were talking together along the that you knew would lead to the lake.  With the sun beating down on the back of your neck and the sweet smells of the wildflowers that already bloomed, you were looking forward to unwind. Some of the recent tasks and jobs you had to do for the humans in their city seemed a bit stressful and uneasy, especially with a couple of near death experiences with Deviants.  But thankfully, you were going to leave the city in a few days.  It was both bittersweet and celebrated since you all grew to love the humans there and some of the hidden gems.  

Including the very lake you are going to.  

Once the lake was in sight, you saw Makkari have a pep in her step as the clear blue waters was seen over the little hill.  You were revived too, thinking that a dip in the lake would be the best relief on a warm day.  Yet you never realized that you two would have company, since you froze in your spot on the path from seeing a singular person in the lake.  Instantly you knew who it was: the ivory skin was glistened in the water, the highlighted brown hair against a pale forehead, and bright blue eyes that almost mirrored the same shade of the. Lake water.

Druig.

He was still wearing his dark undergarment pants while he was swimming, his muscular back was on display as he was moving back and forth in the lake and going stroke for stroke.  Of course he was your friend, all the time he was your friend and someone you could rely on with your own troubles and needs.  Then again, you always had the small possibility of liking him as more than a friend.  

Knowing how massive his heart was, now kind he was to the humans that he spoke to, how self assured he was with his beliefs and how he felt about him, that were all great attributes that loved and adored him.  Plus it never helped that you saw him as handsome.  Even now as you were watching him swim, freely and with nothing hindering him, he looked almost heavenly in the blue waters.  

Did you like him?

“Hey!  You two comin’ to join me for a swim?” You were snapped back into reality as you heard Druig call out from his spot in the water.  

Sorry to break up your solo time, Makkari signed as she walked down the path to the edge of the lake Druig waving her off.

“It’s fine!  Come on in, the water’s nice!  Plus it’s the once place Ikkaris honest know about, get the golden boy can’t swim like you ladies can,” Druig joked as Makkari was now to her own undergarments.  You made it to the edge too, slowly getting down to your undergarments wig ease as Makkari was not waddling not the water.  You could hear her sigh in relief as she was getting now calf deep in the water and then to her waist.  Once you are down to your undergarments which included pants and a shirt, you dipped your toes in to feel the sudden chill of the water.  It made you shiver a bit, and you look out to see there was a massive shallow area in the lake before it dips in deep.

Druig was laughing while Makkari was swimming circles around him, her own smile was just as radiant as the lake water while you were going in a bit deeper and deeper, now about knee deep and right at the edge of the shallow area.  The small little dip that dropped off was right in front of it, and although you were an all powerful Eternal who had more strength in your fingers than any human, you were still afraid to attempt to swim.  After one nasty attempt to try and learn, all thanks to Kingo, you decided to wait to learn.  Sure it seemed childish, but you didn’t care, you weren’t ready.  Maybe you’re still not.

“Hey, want me to hold ya?”

Druig swam up to the small edge, hovering a bit in the water as he was looking up at you with his glistened hair against his forehead and his eyes beyond bright.  You blinked, fiddling with your fingers.

“What?” You asked.

“I’ll hold ya if you want,” He explained, sounding calm and gentle with you.  He knew you never swam and you had some fear swimming, he was even mad at Kingo for almost letting you drown when you were trying to learn from him, but Druig himself never pushed you into learning.  It was one of the moments that you never forgot about Druig, his heart for you and making sure you are okay.  This was the same way.

“Here, come sit,” he said, gesturing to the ledge that was under the water.  Carefully you sat, feeling the water now to your waist and your feel dangling over the edge and in front of Druig.  You felt your heart get quick, your hands shaking a bit from being on the top of the water.  Druig sensed it and moved, lacing your fingers together and being palm to palm.  Instantly, you felt his skin along yours, almost like his rhythmic heartbeat that he was pressing against your own hand.

“Look at me,” He said soothingly, your eyes going from his joined hands over him.  He was staring right into your eyes, looking rather calm and sincere with you as he spoke again, “I won’t let ya go, I promise.”

Nodding your head, you took the first moving and slid into the deep water.  Your heart plummeted and you were about to gasp out when an arm was instantly around your waist.  Your arm was along his shoulder, clinging to you for a moment since you were now hovering in the water and Druig was holding you up.  You should feel fear, genuine fear since the last time you tried this, you almost drowned.  But this was different, this was another feeling.

Safe.  You wee safe.

“There.  See?” Druig said as he was still holding you close to him and giving you a warm smile.  That’s when it hit you, in the right moment as you grinned back at him.  All of those fleeting feelings that you were harboring and wondering were true, all of those times you two spent together on the Domo or out with the humans, they were making sense now as Druig was helping you in such a vulnerable moment.  The fear was gone, the worry and wondering was non existent, what you were feeling for Druig was true.

That’s when it hit you: you did like him.  Really liked him.  Oh…

“Thank you,” You replied lightly, seeing him grin get a bit bigger in return.  Yeah, yeah you had it bad for the mind controller. 

A splash got on both you and Druig’s faces, you both looking over to see Makkari grinning as she waved.

“Aye, that’s not fair Makkari!” Druig said in a playful tease as Makkari rolled her eyes.  You had no idea that Druig was thinking that same thing as you were as he held you close, that he too liked you for so long but was trying to figure out his own feelings and where his heart stayed. If he could, Druig would hold you just a close for as long as he could since he knew you felt safe with him.  

And neither of you knew that Makkari already knew of your feelings for one another.  She simply rolled her eyes and swam away, wondering when you two will ever get together. 

The End

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Question for you!😁 Which Yandere marvel characters do you think would want/make their darling age regress? Because I see a lot of Yanderes who would want them to depend on them but which characters (even if it varies from era to era) would take it a step further. Even just to treat their darling like a teenager, I think a lot of them would and I’m curious who all you think would most likely? I love your writing and I hope you have a great day!

It's funny you should mention this, because I was recently imagining a situation where a lot of Marvel heroes (and maybe non-heroes) have a get-together and bring their age-regressed, abducted darlings. Like a party of the forced agere yanderes.

(This is outside the canon of "Safe Because I'm With the Apex Predator.")

Druig and Makkari's darling is by far the best-behaved; everyone compliments them on how well-behaved their darling is. Dressed in brightly-colored overalls and knee socks, their hair is neat (which can't be said for a lot of the darlings; they get unkempt when they physically struggle), they greet the other yanderes with a smile when asked, and they say "Yes, Daddy," and "Yes, Mommy," and the like, every time they speak to Druig and Makkari. They don't use any words that a seven-year-old couldn't.

It's clear from the look in the darling's eyes that they haven't caved under the mental stress of their abduction; there's still an awareness there. Occasionally even hostility. But they behave themself, because if they didn't do so by choice, Druig would just make them anyway. So many of the yanderes are lowkey jealous, not just of this darling's good behavior, but of the general vibe of mutual understanding that exists between them and Drukkari. When all the other darlings are going to a "play room", so the "grown ups" can talk in private, this darling calmly asks, "Mommy, can I bring my food with me?"

Makkari answers, "Yes," and kisses them on the forehead before they go.

Meanwhile, Thena and Gilgamesh's darling is absolutely feral. (Or, as one of the other yanderes politely says, "very rambunctious!") Darling's on a leash, and Darling's trying to chew through the leash. They're dressed in a form-fitting toddler onesie and mittens that make it hard to hold anything. They aren't trusted to feed themself, so Gilgamesh feeds them while Thena leads them around on the leash. When Gilgamesh greets people amicably, and Thena greets people with her aloof smile, their darling glares at whoever they're directed to greet and mumbles a grudging "hello".

None of them are embarrassed about this. Thena is amused and enjoys the friction, and Gilgamesh is chill. Looking at all the other captives, darling demands, "How come they're not on a leash?"

Gilgamesh chuckles, "Because you're still biting yours."

Repeatedly, this darling tries to run for it, and Thena nonchalantly reels them back with a firm tug, not even pausing her conversation with the other guests.

Sam and Bucky's darling is shyly clinging to Sam's side. They don't have to say hi to anyone, because Sam and Bucky both enjoy the fact that they don't want to. "They're shy," Bucky says, and Sam pats their head fondly. They're dressed like a very fashionable five-year-old: everything matches, and they have very snazzy tennis shoes. Bucky and Sam are asked where they bought that shirt, those shorts, that cloth cap.

While darling doesn't talk to or look at the other yanderes, they're fascinated with the other darlings. They're kind of scared of the struggling ones, but their eyes are drawn to something brightly colored: Druig and Makkari's darling. Pretty...And they look friendly... Darling accidentally makes eye contact with Druig, who raises an unimpressed (almost challenging) eyebrow, and they quickly look away. When Sam and Bucky eventually run into Druig and Makkari and start making small talk, darling keeps their face buried in Sam's shoulder, so that only one eye can see the colorful darling who's now staring right back at them, curiously.

"Hi," Drukkari's darling says. They're allowed to carry their own plate!

Sambucky's darling waves hello but does not leave the safety of Sam's side.

The Guardians of the Galaxy were not invited to the party, but they showed up anyway. Their darling is as rough-edged as you'd expect from someone who has to trade barbs with Rocket Raccoon on the daily. They're dressed in an outfit composed of articles that have each been scavenged separately. (And an anklet of what looks like braided wood but is really a part of Groot's body, which can at any time grow roots into the ground, preventing them from walking.)

Rather than sticking by their yanderes (like most if not all of the other darlings do, if not by choice then by force), this darling pretty much runs rampant through the room, sneaking food from the banquet tables and making an honest effort to quietly steal a sling ring from Dr. Strange. Occasionally, Rocket or Nebula or Quill shouts at them from across the room to put something down or otherwise stop doing what they're doing. Groot, in the role of the older sibling, sometimes goes to herd them back.

"In what way is that age regression, and not just kidnapping?" Strange asks.

"Oh, that?" Quill says. "They're just going through a rebellious phase. Groot did the same stuff."

Separately, Nebula muses to someone, "With a father as cruel as Thanos, I never believed myself to have much of a...nurturing side. But ever since we found- GET DOWN FROM THERE, OR I WILL THROW YOU THROUGH THE WALL!" she suddenly bellows.

"Up yours!" their darling shouts back.

"It's nice to be a mom," Nebula continues solemnly.

(Thenamesh's darling tries to convince them to cut their leash.)

Eventually, Mantis puts them to sleep, and Drax spends the rest of the party with them casually slung over his shoulder.

The Guardians are still probably asked to leave.

Dr. Strange's darling is behaving themself, but they have an attitude. They're terse, with their lips in a sour twist that clearly conveys that they would not be here were it not for their magical captor and his ability to appear anywhere they could think to run. Their clothes are impeccable (and have the look of a boarding school uniform), but their hair is messy, suggesting they did not intend for Stephen to have an easy time getting them here.

This darling is simultaneously annoyed by the darlings who make a spectacle of their attempts to defy their yanderes and disgusted by the darlings who obey too well. The way Sambucky's darling is coddled and doted on is unbearably cloying, but Drukkari's darling being allowed to hold their own plate just absolutely grinds their gears, because Strange's darling isn't allowed to do or have anything, without Strange acting as the middle man. They have to politely ask for each bite of food, politely ask for any book or activity they might use to entertain themself, politely ask to go to the bathroom...And Strange really would let them wet themself, if they didn't ask politely enough.

They drag their feet, when Strange walks over to Druig and Makkari and the golden darling themself. They cross their arms tightly, as Strange chats with the Eternals and Drukkari’s darling meets their glower with a look they can't help reading as supercilious.

Strange's darling refuses to greet Drukkari's darling, and they don't consciously register that their unreasonable animosity toward their fellow abductees signifies a great deterioration in their emotional intelligence.

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(I can think of more, but this post is getting long, and I'm not sure how interesting it is to other people, lol.)

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[takenbypeter]

What Build A Bear They Get You And How They Surprise You With It

(Part one includes; Loki, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Peter Maximoff, and Druig)

Part Two

Loki

If they had an alligator that’s what Loki would get you. Otherwise he would just get something aquatic. Maybe an Axolotl. The scent would be thin mints, and I honestly don’t think he’d put in a voice recording. He’d allow you the privilege of naming it to which you would name it Loki. He’d get slightly annoyed at that choice but he’d just be happy you like it.

Why did he get you this?

He noticed you were upset lately and he thought it was a good pick me up.

Bucky Barnes

Now he may seem cold but somewhere behind his frozen heart is still a romantic. So be sure he’d get you one for those red rose bears. The scent is flowers or roses. Although Buck’s has a warm heart deep down, he still has some trouble expressing himself easily so the sound included in the bear would be the sound of a beating heartbeat. He wouldn’t give the bear a name, he’d let you name it.

Why did he get you this?

It was an anniversary occasion and he thought the rose bear would be much more romantic than just a regular bear and flowers themselves.

Peter Parker

Peter definitely would get you a very big brown squeezable puppy with huge dangling ears. The scent would be pumpkin spice because that smell always just fills you with warmth. The voice recording would be something encouraging like, “hey…you got this. I believe in you.” The name he gives it, is the nickname that he calls you.

Why did he get you this?

Well for one, Peter feels bad that he’s always outfighting crime, sometimes letting days go by when you two can’t meet face to face and two, he knows how stressed you get by everyday life.

Peter Maximoff

Peter would pick his choices to be funny. He’d pick a sloth to be ironic and the scent would be birthday cake or some other type of sweet pastry you both like. The voice recording would be something totally dumb like when you squeezed it, it would say, “don’t squeeze too hard.” He chose that phrase figuring it would at least get a smile from you every time you heard it. He was right.

Why did he get you this?

Okay so yes he did it for laughs. But, he also did it to be sweet. He felt like he hadn’t been doing enough recently so he got it and knowing you, he knew you would love it.

Druig

Longhorn. He’d definitely choose a longhorn. Just because it’s so out there and it’s familiar. For scent he’d choose peaches because in the village it’s one of the most delicious and delicate aromas. He’d definitely leave a voice recording, maybe one like, “I miss you. Do you miss me?” He told you to squeeze it only when you’re really missing him.

Why did he get you this?

Druig’s seen the brand around before especially when he’s at Phastos’ house and there’s commercials and his kid has one. So he figured why not bring one home as like a little token of life outside the village.

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[fbfh]

You've been reincarnated countless times, and Druig has found you in every life. The first time you saw him (in your current life, at least) you were overwhelmed with such a sense of nostalgia and familiarity, like trying to remember a vivid dream you know you had. You weren't even surprised when he approached you outside the shitty restaurant you work at when your shift was over. He couldn't even talk at first, he was too choked up. He missed you so much between now and when he last saw you, sometime in the 70s, he thinks. Or was it the 80s? He doesn't know and he doesn't care because the comparatively short yet agonizingly long time he's spent without you is over. He wants to hold you, wants to embrace you and never let go, but he knows from experience that you need to remember first, take your time processing what he's about to tell you. Finally, the silence between you breaks.

"You taking the subway?"

"Uh," you chuckle, thrown off by how nice his voice sounds, "yeah." He's conveniently taking the subway too, so you walk there together. It's a comfortable silence as he finally takes in your presance for the first time again in far too long. After some small talk, some banter, after the ice is broken and you have a little rapport going, he nudges your shoulder with his playfully. The little laugh you let out fills him with warmth, and it feels like you're picking up right where you left off.

"You know, this isn't the first time we've met." His accent is hypnotic, and you could listen to him talk for centuries. It's strange, it's bizarre, but you believe him. He can see that you believe him, and after you finally reach your subway stop, he's told you everything. Not everything everything, but the first part. Enough to bring you up to speed. It's just as terrifying as the last time's he's had to tell you that you've been reincarnated and he's known you in every past life, but it makes too much sense. It feels too right for you to deny it. You part ways with his phone number scribbled on a reciept, feeling more fulfilled than you have in a long time. The hardest part for Druig is always warming back up to each other. He wants to spoil you, take you away to some gorgeous little island somewhere where you're pampered and have no responsibilities or stress, where he can hold you and love you day and night. He wants to dive into the deep end, a feeling that he's only ever gotten with you. He'll be able to soon, he reminds himself. You sleep well that night, seeing flashes of your past incarnations with him. You have no idea that as you sleep, Druig is having a conversation with your boss and persuading him to let you leave as soon as you're ready, no two week notice necessary. Your boss's eyes glow gold, mirroring Druig's, as he tells him explicitly to be extra kind to you during your remaining time working for him. Look out for you, take good care of you. You deserve it. You deserve the world, he thinks, and he's going to give you every good part of it he possibly can.

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[cdragons]

BITCH, WHAT?! - An Eternals STEM Trio Drabble

Pairings: Platonic!Phastos x Hectate!Eternal Reader, Phastos & Kaetlyn, Phastos x Ben, Kaet x Druig (Druig doesn't appear, but he is mentioned), mention of Ikaris x Sephia Words: ~1.0 k Summary: A lil' drabble that tells how Phastos found out about one wonderfully incredible flower goddess banging it out with one blue flying man with stupid hair. Warning: Nudity (but not sexual), Kaetlyn has ZERO shame, Phastos needs some aspirin from dealing with his crazyass magic shadow sister, unbetaed we die like Ajak (sorry Ajak) Notes: This drabble was inspired by a scene in Grey's Anatomy, if you know you know. Please reblog and like and comment! Shoutout to @ethereal-athalia & @valeskafics for being the most supportive people on this platform!

Phastos was a pacifist. He was a ‘thinker,’ not a ‘fighter.’ If there was a way to resolve a conflict peacefully with no potential loss of blood or bodily fluid, then he would take it. His inventions may have martial uses, but he remained steadfast in using his mind for peace and not violence. He lived this way for 7,000 years on Earth, and he would like it very much to keep it that way.

But lord-y lord, was he sorely tempted to break that right now.

“How could she not tell me?” you asked incredulously. “I mean, how could she not tell me?”

“Get out.” he told you.

Out of every one of his old family, Phastos was definitely not one to be ashamed to admit that he played favorites, and there was most definitely a ranking system. He wasn’t so petty to reveal who were at the bottom Sprite, but he knew it was obvious who were his favorites. Out of the remaining eleven members, he adored you and Sephia above everyone else. His love for the two of you reached to the point he considered the both you to be his sisters, and his respect went so far as to hold you two to a higher esteem than he held Ajak.

“I mean seriously, ME? What the fuck?”

“Please, get out.” he repeated in hopes that you would listen.

And of course, you didn’t.

Normally Phastos would more than happy with you visiting. After all, you and Sephia were the only ones that Phastos really trusted to be around his family so that his son could have a chance of a normal childhood without ‘excessive’ trauma. Jack adored his Aunties ‘Sophia’ and ‘Katie,’ and you both loved him. And while he would never admit it, he truly appreciated how either you or Sephie would happily take Jack off his dads’ hands so that they could spend some quality time together after he and Ben brough Jack home from the hospital.

But he would really appreciate it if you hadn’t just magicked yourself into his living room before barging yourself in the bathroom with him while he was showering so that he could prepare for an important interview with the magnet school Jack’s currently being waitlisted on. He’d appreciate even more if you picked up the very subtle hints that he’s been dropping while you were currently pacing on the other side of the shower curtain.

“He’s lying,” you went off, “he’s a lying liar – that’s it, that has to be it. I would know if my soul sister was in a relationship with someone.”

“Get out.” Maybe if he repeated it enough with gradual emphasis, it might actually sink into her head.

“I’m actually being gaslighted-” a cold blast of air hit his back as you pulled the curtain to one side – “Phastos this is criminal-”

Immediately pulling back the curtains to retain some sense of his dignity, Phastos decided that enough was enough. “Get out!”

Taken back, you asked: “What’s your problem?”

“What’s my problem- Kaety, I am in the shower. I am wet and n a k e d.” Phastos stressed the last word to point out the very glaring fact that he was wet and not wearing any clothes.

“Okay, and? I’ve seen it all before, no big deal! I’m in the middle of a crisis here!”

Did you really fail to see how fucking weird this situation was?

Feeling a migraine coming in, he needed to get you out so he could finish his shower in peace for five goddamn minutes. Looking you in the eyes, Phastos did his best to give you his best “I’m Pissed” stare.

Letting out a sigh, he thought that maybe you finally took the hint and would leave.

“Alright, fine,” you reasoned out, “your junk is…spectacular, really great. 10 out of 10, would bang you if you were straight and I wasn’t already madly obsessed with Druig’s nether regions. Ben is truly a lucky man…can we get back to me now?”

“…”

“Why are you making that face?” you groaned in distress.

“Kaety, I know I said that my door would always been open for you. But I have a very important interview with that magnet school for Jack, alright? Me and Ben have been prepping for this afternoon for over 3 months. I am sleep-deprived, I need to shower, and I need to be focused. Whatever you’re going through, go to Sephie, okay?”

“…It’s Ben and I.”

“Why are you here anyway? And where are the girls? Did you just leave them at the compound?”

“What? No, the girls are downstairs playing with Jack. Druig and Ben are watching over them.”

“Oh my god- Druig’s here too?”

“Well, what was I supposed to do? Leave my kids without telling the love of my life? Phastos, what kind of mother and wife do you think I am?”

“…Just get out.”

You were just about to leave when you finally registered what he said earlier - and you immediately turned back.

“HOLD UP!” you shouted as pulled the curtain again as Phastos pulled it back, “You mean to tell me that you haven’t been listening to me this ENTIRE TIME?”

“No, I haven’t! And I don’t particularly care about it right now!” he shouted whilst standing under the shower head to finally finish washing himself. “Just tell me later! When I am NOT NAKED!”

Still determined to get a proper reaction, you made sure to project very loudly. “SO, it wouldn’t interest you to know that I caught Ikaris and Sephie HAVING SEX?!”

“WHAT?!” This time, Phastos was the one to pull the curtains back. “NO! Wait- that’s- that’s- NO! Why would- NO!”

“Thank you.” you calmly stated before pulling his curtain between you two once more as you finally exited the bathroom- leaving your Inventor brother to stand under the streaming water in a state of extreme shock at the most horrific news he’s received since Thanos’ Snap.

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[twistnet]

follow my voice [ druig ]

⋯ KINKTOBER PROMPT ; day 08 [ voice kink ]

⋯ WARNINGS ; gn!reader, smut [ voice kink, dirty talk, slight degradation, sensual touching, grinding, slight public sex -- mind control ] + mature language

⋯ NOTE ; this content is strictly for those 18+ ; any minors // ageless // blank blogs interacting with this post // masterlist will be blocked

from the moment druig had opened his mouth, spoken those simple words to you, he knew he had you completely hooked. and while you had tried to not make it super obvious that his deep accent had that much of an effect on you, druig could read you like a book -- having memorized each thing that made you sputter and blank out.

and he had been doing it all night. 

the two of you sat perched together in a bar -- something that had been entirely his idea after seeing the stressful week you had experienced. it had surprised you, considering he usually avoiding going out and interacting with others, but you happily accepted the offer. which is how you found yourself pressed up against the bar, sipping your cocktail of choice with druig pressed into your side.

the bar was more crowded than usual -- something druig hadn’t anticipated, but he wasn’t at all complaining about the closeness between the two of you. his hand rests at the small of your back, chest pressed against your shoulder, almost as if his shielding you from those behind him.

every so often his fingers flex, and your skin prickles as his thumb presses into the curve of your spine. “something have you worked up?” he questions against the shell of your ear, using the excuse that you wouldn’t have been able to hear him otherwise over the yelling in the bar. his words have the effect he was looking for -- a smile spreading along the seam of his lips when you visibly shiver.

his accent his heavy -- more so than usual, and you think he’s playing it up for the sole reason of getting you all hot and bothered in public. the stubborn part of you wants to pretend that it isn’t working. to act annoyed and get angry with him as a cover that he’s definitely not turning you into a puddle at a simple string of words. but, you know that it’s far too late to put up that defense, and it seems he realizes it too.

“i need an answer, dove....” druig hums, hand slipping around to grasp at your hip and pull further into his hold, “what’s got you all worked up?” he husks out again, blue eyes beaming down at you as you gulp down the last bit of your drink, before gazing up at him with fiery eyes, “i think you know what does...” you hiss out, which only causes him to laugh cheekily.

“yeah... but i wanna hear you say it.” his grip tightens as your knees buckle slightly, and he’s quick to stabilize you on your own two feet without so much as another look from other patrons. he chuckles darkly against your ear, shaking his head at your almost comical reaction. he’s enjoying this a little too much.

it takes a second until you realize he’s still waiting on an answer -- evident by the way he raises a brow in your direction when you gape up at him and finally gather your thoughts. sucking in a deep breath, you will down the embarrassing heat in your cheeks before leaning up a pressing a light kiss against his lips.

“it’s you...” you mutter softly, gasping as druig draws back from you, previously blue eyes now dark with lust. he turns the two of you until you’re both pressed chest to chest. he’s crowding up against you more purposefully now, enjoying your obvious reactions to his touch before he’s leaning back down to breath softly against the shell of your ear, “are you gonna do what i say? follow every word?”

heat blooms in the pit of your stomach, and you nearly gasp aloud when druig shifts and presses his knee between your thighs. the action scares you in the slightest, and you take a quick look around to see if anyone can see what the two of you are doing. until you notice the faint glimmer of gold in the eyes of those around you, and once you look back up at druig, it confirms exactly what you were thinking.

“you don’t have to worry about anyone seein’ us... but we’re not gonna do too much just in case i loose focus -- don’t want them seeing you bent over the bar counter taken my cock like it’s nothin’...” he enjoys the way you seem to choke on your own spit before moaning unabashedly now that you know no one is going to hear you.

“go ahead... grind on my thigh, dove.” it’s a command -- plain and simple. one you have no problem with complying with. however, there’s a slight hesitation in your movements, before druig coos a few praises in your direction and you slowly grind down on his thigh.

hands brace against the top part of his thigh, holding yourself steady as your hips roll against the muscle of his thigh. eyes slipping closed as you chase after your high, and not shying away from keeping your moans at bay -- much to the amazement of druig, who only smiles wider with each little moan you let out, “you’re so pretty like this... bet i don’t even have to do much in order to get you to come on my thigh.”

you preen at his words, the praise shooting down your spine as you mewl and grind you hips down faster -- wanting nothing more than to hear him speak to you like that again. he seems to chuckle at your actions, eyes flickering between your face and where your hips drag against his jean clad thigh. smiling at the wet spot already started to stain the fabric, “so good... following everything i tell you to do... like a needy little whore...”

his head tilts at the noise you make, eyes watching your every move as your teeth catch your bottom lip and your eyes screw shut as your orgasm approaches fast, “already so close to comin’? you haven’t been grinding at my thighs for long... what’s got you so close, dove?” while everything about his tone falls into that of a gentle coo, his words are nothing but pure filth and he seems to be taking great joy in the effect his words seem to have on you.

then, his eyes widen in the slightest -- in mock surprise, “oh... i know, you like the sound of my voice.” he teases, smile splitting across his lips as he leans impossibly closer, “you’re gonna come just from me saying just how much of a whore you are... you haven’t even been making yourself come for ten minutes. were you that desperate to be touched that you were already so worked up?” you whimper harshly, head dropping forward as your hips rut frantically against his thigh. nails digging into the demin as you work closer and closer to your orgasm.

“well, if you’re gonna come, then you come. all over my thigh.” he husks, and it’s really all it takes as your vision nearly whites out and you come with a lewd moan. falling heavily against the man in front of you as you gasp out a breath -- hips still rutting through the last bit of your orgasm as you practically sob into his chest.

drugs arms immediately wrap around your shoulders, tugging you in close as you come down from your post-orgasmic state. and then, ever so slowly, the golden embers in his eyes slowly disappear and those under his control slip right back into their conversation. not even aware of what had just taken place.

you’e still slumped against drugs chest when he waves down the bartender and pays his tab. lips pressing agains your temple as he slips his card back into his pocket before hauling you up and expertly guiding you out of the bar with a mischievous smile.

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[spunky-89s-sunshine]

Masterlist of My Favorite Fics

None of these fics are my own, but I needed to organize all my faves for easier access.

Baldur's Gate 3

Halsin

Rescue and Rehabilitation

Self-Image Hurt/Comfort

Bears Have Needs

Fox and Bear

Tav vs Halsin Distractions

Astarion

Professor AU

Arrangement Series

Sex Post-Nightmare

Parents?!

Squirmy Feeding -> Sex

Tav Sister Seer

Vix's Bardlock Series

Halstarion

Strays

Migraine

Gale

Post-Game Reclamation

Tav Died, But She's Fine

Fluff, Smut, and More!

Sorcerer Desk Sex

Rolan

Noble Background Tav

Post Final Battle, Yay We're Alive

Tiefling!Tav Teases Rolan, Then Fucks Him

Rolan Eats His Feelings

Post-Battle Comfort/Cuddles

Stressed Hot Springs

Embarrassing Encounters

Raphael

Last Light Inn Bath

Favorite Warlock Needs A Bath

Raphael/Haarlep Masterlist

Other

Zevlor Just Needs A Hug

Zevlor Leaders in a Hot Spring

Gortash's Persuasion

Varied Masterlist

Another Masterlist

Resident Evil

Leon S. Kennedy

Assistant

Gun Range

Stressed Welcome Home

Masterlist of Spice

Sleepy Morning Sex

Incubus x Hunter

Another Masterlist

A Homecooked Meal

Vampire in a Library

Lonely Homework

Bad Day Made Better

Keeping Quiet in a Closet

Chris Redfield

Newlywed Welcome Home

Angsty Exes on a Near Death Mission

Sex Pollen/drug

Morning in Bed

Teasing Chris in a Meeting

Other

Ada x Reader x Leon

Training Sesh Chris x Leon x Reader

Distracting from Homework C x L x R

Gym Showers C x L X R

Marvel

Druig

Sparrow Series

Incentive Series

One Mind Series

Spicies Masterlist

Headache Fluff

Other

Jack Thomson Masterlist

Jack Thomson I hate you but I don't

Stucky Tattoo AU

DC

Dick Pic Series

Batboys Masterlist

Clark Kent Flannel

Oliver Queen Jealousy and Miscommunication

Other Fandoms

Klaus Mikaelson Werewolf Series

Kol Mikaelson x Depressed!Reader

Kol Mikaelson is an Ice Pack

That One Damon Fic

Eddie Munson Masterlist (Rumor Series)

Stranger Things Fuckery

Stiles Stilinski Collage AU FWB

Teen Wolf Spiceies Masterlist

UNCPanda's Masterlist

Aaron Hotchner Moose the Dog

Draco Malfoy 4pt FWB -> Lovers

#masterlist

[lovelyfanatical]

I Get a Sugar Rush Whenever I'm With You - Chapter 6.2

Happy Friday fellow Drukkari stans, or whatever day it is for you! I come bearing the next mini-chapter! If you missed any prior installments, you can find all of them on my new table of contents here. Previously, Druig and Makkari got to have an extra fluffy baking session, but can the sweetness last? Find out now in the next installment of Drukkari in the Great British Bake Off!

Druig was riding high into the weekend, even if he’d been dreading this particular week since he’d found out what it was. He’d never been much for dieting, as he didn’t see the point of limiting what he ate if he didn’t have to, so an entire week based around cutting out certain ingredients seemed rather daunting. Nevertheless, he’d been in a noticeably better mood ever since his afternoon with Makkari. She hadn’t stayed too long after they finished baking (and eating half the éclairs they’d just made). She’d helped him clean up a bit, packed up the rest of the éclairs, and given him a hug goodbye. He wouldn’t quite call it a date. They were just two friends baking and hanging out. In secret. Even so, he’d enjoyed it immensely, and it seemed like Makkari had as well.

They greeted each other as usual outside the hotel, and Druig couldn’t say for sure, but it felt like something in the air had changed between them. Standing with their friends, it felt like Makkari stayed closer to him than usual. That said, she always stood close enough to bump shoulders with him or reach over and punch his arm if he provoked such a response. Today, however, Makkari didn’t do either of those things. She just stood by him, occasionally chiming into the conversation, and while she didn’t turn her head, Druig thought he’d seen her glancing at him from the corner of her eye, a smile playing at her lips. It was a wonder she could keep up with the conversation at all, as he’d stopped listening almost as soon as he noticed her looking. When he finally tuned back into the group, he saw Ajak eyeing them, one eyebrow beginning to rise. Druig looked away as calmly and casually as he could.

Like he had during weeks prior, Druig held onto that happy feeling as the day progressed. The first challenge wasn’t too bad, but it definitely could’ve gone better. Now that he’d made ice cream during a technical, making it during a signature didn’t seem quite as stressful, even if it was dairy-free. That said, he’d also chosen a more basic flavor profile, making things slightly easier for himself. He’d gone with almond milk vanilla ice cream, dipped in chocolate with a hint of chili. The judges found it simple but effective, though Arishem had also added that he found it a bit underwhelming after last week’s performance. It certainly wasn’t his most glowing review, but Druig found that his wasn’t the opinion he most cared about.

The good thing about the chocolate dip was that he’d been able to save one for Makkari, much to her delight. She happily ate it, remarking, Sorry, I wish I could’ve save one of mine for you.

While Druig was quite curious about hers (Makkari had made mango ice cream topped with chili powder), he’d only replied, Guess you’ll just have to make it again for me sometime.

She gave him an amused look, but before she could respond, Kingo came trotting over, Phastos trudging along behind him.

“It’s days like this that I’m glad I don’t have to do the baking anymore,” Kingo said.

“Spoken like someone who doesn’t have a lactose intolerant child with a sweet tooth,” Phastos replied. Despite being a busy engineer, husband, and father, he’d picked up BSL quite quickly and had already started signing along where he could.

You really don’t miss competing? Makkari asked Kingo.

“I mean, I do. It was a really great experience, but sometimes, it really is more fun to just watch,” Kingo responded.

“No offense, Kingo, but the behind-the-scenes stuff seems to suit you better than being in front of the camera,” Druig added. Kingo’s mouth fell open at the remark.

“Was that an actual back-handed compliment?” he asked.

“You’re actually touched by that?” Phastos asked, visibly confused.

“I’m pretty sure that’s as close as Druig’s ever gotten to complimenting me, so I’ll take it,” Kingo explained matter-of-factly.

“Who’s handing out compliments?” Sersi called over as she and Ajak approached the table.

“Druig said I was doing a good job!” Kingo answered excitedly.

“I also said you weren’t good in front of a camera,” Druig corrected.

“Well, that makes more sense,” Sersi said as she sat down.

“At least he said something nice,” Ajak added. “It’s good to change things up sometimes. Although, I don’t think I’ll be making dairy-free ice cream again any time soon.”

A few of them groaned in agreement (including Kingo, though Makkari threw a crouton at him in retaliation, much to Druig’s amusement). Ajak hadn’t gone for anything too complicated, but her chocolate ice cream hadn’t quite set, making for quite the mess when it came time for judgment. The others had done alright, but Druig could sense that none of them were looking forward to the next two challenges.

One person who hadn’t struggled at all, however, was Sprite, whose avocado ice cream had only garnered praise. As she and Gilgamesh neared the table, completing the party, they started applauding. She paused to roll her eyes but gave them a playful bow before she took her seat and accepted the onslaught of compliments.

“Well, I did have the advantage. I’ve been vegan since I was 12,” Sprite said.

“So last month?” Gilgamesh teased, which earned him a few chuckles, but Sprite was not amused.

“I’m sure you get this all the time, but one day, you’ll be glad you look young for your age,” Ajak tried to reassure.

“You’re right, I do get that all the time,” Sprite replied wryly.

If you do well on the technical, do you think your mom will let you come to dinner with us? Makkari asked.

“Tell her we may seem like grown-ups, but we’re really just a bunch of oversized kids,” Gilgamesh added. “And we promise not to be bad influences!”

“Oh, I don’t actually need her permission. I just didn’t want to hang out with a bunch of adults twice my age and above,” Sprite replied, grinning snarkily. Several members of the group voiced their discontent at this statement, but she cut them off, saying, “I’m kidding! I already asked her, and she said I could make an appearance.”

“What about you, Phastos?” Ajak asked.

“We’ll see. Jack likes me to Facetime him before he goes to bed,” Phastos explained.

One of these days, we’ll get you to dinner, Makkari signed, a playful look in her eye.

“Assuming I make it through this week!” he lamented. No matter how well he did, Phastos always seemed to think he was one mistake away from elimination.

“Well, considering you got Arishem to enjoy peanut butter ice cream, I’d say you make it to next week,” Druig interjected.

“Again, with the almost compliments!” Kingo remarked. “Next thing you know, he’ll start being nice to people not named Makkari!”

This time, Makkari handed Druig the crouton. It hit Kingo right in the forehead, drawing plenty of laughter from most of the table, a light scolding from Ajak, and another eye-roll from Sprite as she muttered something about being more mature than most of her fellow competitors.

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I may not agree with her actions, but as someone who's always looked young for their age, I can relate to Sprite 😆 Likes, comments, and re-blogs would be much appreciated!

Part 20

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[softquietsteadylove]

Okay, hear me out

Everyone else is doing SpyxFamily AUs.

Thena is a master spy, disguising herself as a mother so she can negotiate peace with Ajak, the mother of Makkari, who goes to school with her now son - and secret telepath - Druig. But a woman can't be a single mother without some suspicions, so she goes out and finds a husband in Gilgamesh, the sweet but unnaturally strong butcher who's secretly a killer for hire.

Thena has no idea about Gilgamesh's secret life as an assassin. Gil has no idea Thena is known as Agent Nova. Druig knows both their secrets, but it's imperative that they not know his. And also they adopt a dog.

#Thenamesh SpyxFamily AU #exactly what it sounds like #Thena serious and stressed all the time #but then learning to love and adore her son #and also her husband #who is strong enough to lift a bull off the ground by its horns #and she thinks nothing of it #like wow Gil's muscles sure are big #like me some of that #anyway #and poor Druig has to be like you can't be serious #likewise Gil just thinks wow #my wife is so calm and collected and overprepared all the time #it must be because she's a physiotherapist #that she's such an expert in pressure points and how to break bones #Druig just like #so are you going to order me a pizza or what #if you don't know what SpyXFamily is #this really is the plot of it #Okay hear me out

[simplymakkari]

the more I crave your touch (the more it’s just too much)

SUMMARY: It takes Makkari a while to realize things vanish. At first, she blames it on her mind after a stressful day or she's misplaced it somewhere in her collection. But that's an impossibility; she has a meticulous organization system, some sorted by era or places she they frequently visit. It's only when she sees the tell-tale citrine from a necklace she's brought from Rome, dangling around Druig's neck, does she realize what's happened.

Druig's stolen from her.

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It takes Makkari a while to realize things vanish.

At first, she blames it on her mind after a stressful day or she's misplaced it somewhere in her collection. But that's an impossibility; she has a meticulous organization system, some sorted by era or places she they frequently visit.

It's only when she sees the tell-tale citrine from a necklace she's brought from Rome, dangling around Druig's neck, does she realize what's happened.

Druig's stolen from her. (Makkari finds that she doesn't mind. It's only fair to get a taste of her own medicine.)

Later, when she asks him about it, he only shrugs and says — "protection from plagues, mi'lady. Canna be too careful" — and he winks; the butterflies in her stomach grow. She only tilts her head up and admonishes him.

She's taught him too well.

Later, she finds a bracelet, woven on red string, bound by large garnet and obsidian beads from Kemet. She leaves it purposely on her nightstand and the next morning, when she returns from patrol, it's gone.

She finds Druig wearing it on his left wrist when she approaches him in Phastos' lab. "Looks pretty on me, don'tcha think, ḫibtu?"

It does. It suits him well and the two gravitate, inching closer.

"Keep it," she signs finally. A drop down to his lips. Druig smiles, raises her hand in his, presses his lips to the back of her knuckles.

Of course, his eyes say, with sincere fondness, dipped in the sapphire she loves, lips upticked in mirth and adoration, a reminder of you to tuck in my heart.

He takes a crown from Greece and places it uptop her head at breakfast the next morning. An amused smile and Makkari rolls her eyes. A heady look pierces his eyes as the two stare at each other and she blinks; vibrations enter the room — it's Sersi, Druig explains and he interprets, as Sersi calls out incredulously, "Makkari, did you take that from my room?"

Druig sniggers and presses a quick finger to his lips. She only swats her wrist against his shoulder and Druig saunders away, laughing much to Sersi's confusion, a bite of an apple sinking between his lovely white teeth, a wink over his right eye.

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[redheadspark]

for your March Prompts.

11. running hands through their hair with Druig. I miss that man lol

A/N - YAY STELLA! I do like this for our boy! Thanks for requesting this, bestie!

Touch

Summary - Who knew a simple touch of your fingers would bring the Mind Control to his knees.

Warnings - just fluff :)

You knocked a few times before you pressed your ear against the door, hearing nothing but snoring on the other side.

“I’m telling you, he can sleep through a hurricane if you let him,” Thena hummed as she walked past you and down the hall to the Meeting Room, you grinning as she looked over her shoulder at you with a wink in her eye.  Still, you checked your watch and saw it was way past his time to be awake and help with the chores around the Domo.  If he were to sleep in for a few meow minutes, you knew Makkari would rip him a new one.

Pushing the door open slightly, it slid to the side for you as you poked your head into the dark room.  The stars that were passing by seemed to be the only source of light in the room, the dark covers on the bed were evidently bunched around a pale body as the soft humming of Eternal Energy that seemed to float in all of the ship was mixed in with the sound of soft snoring.  

You smiled, knowing that if Druig was snoring, he was in deep sleep.

As you walked over to be perched on the side of the bed, you saw his brown mop of hair against the black. Pillow and his face squished into the pillow.  His bare back was evident, pale against the dark sheet with small evident scars from the fight on the beach two days before.  You looked at the slashes along his backside and arms, the armor still keeping him alive and yet not strong enough to leave being the evidence of assault that he endured from Ikaris.  

Your fingers were moving over to hover over his skin, not touching his skin to wake him just yet but simply feeling the body heat that was radiating was almost like a heater.  Yet you found the one place where you knew would bring Druig to his knees and make him reset in his own mind.

Your fingers in his hair.

For as long as you knew Druig and fell into a relationship with him, running your fingers in his hair was something that always took out the bravado in him and made him beyond vulnerable.  He always stood tall, even should the calmer side and any of his insecurities or pains.  Perhaps he made him look aloof at times, or even stand-offish, but he meant well. He had to always stay a step ahead of others since he controlled the minds of others around him.  

But there was always tension in his shoulders, along his spine, and even knitted in his brows when the day would be long or stressful.  You could tell he needed to simply be at peace within his mind and to unwind, and you thought at one moment to run your fingers in his hair at one time when you two were hugging one another in the hallway of the Domo. 

Without even thinking about it, you rang your fingers in his hair as he hugged you close, you feeling him shiver against your hold.  You thought you pushed it a bit too far, only thinking of giving him some kind of comfort as Druig pulled away and stared at you with wide eyes and parted lips.  Something in his blue eyes made you lose your train of thought.

“I’m sorry—“ You were about to apologize to him since it felt like you overstepped by touching him and his hair.  But he shut you up instantly as he kissed you passionately, you falling against him as he pressed you against the wall and kissed you again and again away from prying eyes.

The rest was history.  

It was now you own hidden secret that you kept from others, something you had no problem in hiding it within yourself.  Having Druig as your better half seemed too good to be true, almost like the missing puzzle you were looking for all the time you were on Earth.  But he snuck into your heart easily, swiftly, all from you simply running your fingers in his hair to bring him calm and ease.  And since you then knew he liked the touch of your fingers along his scalp, you would do it anytime you could.  Not in front of the others, but when it was just the pair of you.  

You rang your fingers in his hair to fish out the sand and rock rubble that was buried in his locks after a Nast fight against a Deviant.  You dug your fingers into his locks when he would make love to you and bring you to new heights in your shared bed.  You massaged his scalp when he was in tears and hugged you tightly, watching humans hurt one another with no way of stopping it himself.  

It brought him comfort, it brought him peace, and most importantly, it brought him home.  

Once again, you touched his locks delicately and in a soothing rhythm as he hummed and mumbled in his sleep.  

“Druig, it’s time to wake up, darling,” You whispered to him, touching his hair again and then massaging his scalp soothingly as he grumbled.

“What time is it?” He asked groggily, you chuckled as you leaned over to press light kisses along his cheeks and then on the tip of his nose.

“Time for you to wake before Makkari finds you slacking in your chores,” You reminded him, seeing him crack a smile at the mention of his best friend with his eyes still closed.  He finally cracked open one eye, and you saw the rare blue orb he had as he blinked twice while adjusting to the darkness of the room.  It made your inside warm from the sight, seeing how restful he seemed to be for the first time in some time. 

Being in the jungle together for 500 years running a village, trying to save the world from a near Emergence, and fighting Ikaris to the point of death.  You knew Druig carried plenty of weight on his shoulders for some time with no remorse, Now he had nothing else to carry, nothing else to fret over, and it was clearly seen in how he would sleep like the dead.

You moved to lay next to him on the bed, nose to nose with him as he wrapped a bare arm around you to tuck you in close.  You breathed in his scent and watched the small moles along his skin and the bright blues in his eyes.  

“You’ve rested well,” You commented, seeing him smile at you from his spot against the pillow, “I think rest suits you well, darling,”

“Thanks to you,” he mentioned with his head nodding in your direction, “I’m in good health now thanks to your healing hands on me,”

“Cocky,” You teased, though he rolled his eyes and moved to lay on his side.  His stare never left you as you were both entangled with one another on the bed, the humming of the Domo still going on in the room.  You both would wake up like this in the past, from being in this room so long ago together in your earlier years as a couple, to the small yet comfortable bed you had together in your shack back in the Amazon.  Yet it was the best way to wake up or fall asleep: with Druig.

“You’re well though, right?” You asked him, seeing him search your eyes and hear the hesitance in your voice.  He nodded, leaning in to kiss the tip of your nose as his fingers were running up and down your arms and sides.

“I’m right here breathin’,” He reassured you calmly, you knowing it was true and he was never one to hide anything from you, “I have you to thank for that, sweetheart.  Though we both know Ikaris can’t hold a point against me,”

“Druig,” you light warned him, not wishing to think of this as a light moment but as something that was nestled deep inside of you that made you worry for him.  

“I’m fine, I promise,” He swore to you as he knew you wouldn’t budge when it came to him, “You’ve taken care of me all this time since we’ve been together, I won’t find the right words to think you,”

“No need,” You hummed, moving your fingers up to run into his hair again.  He was melting at the feeling, almost like a cat purring.  To think that the mind-controlling Eternal who had walls up all the time would let those walls crumble from a simple touch of your fingers.  It was both entrancing and therapeutic at the same time to both Druig and yourself.  

“You keeping doin’ that, I’ll fall asleep again,” He mumbled, curling into you a bit more as a blissed-out look was on his face.  You giggled, attempting to move your finger out of his hair just to see his reaction.  He huffed grasping your wrist as you laughed.

“Don’t you dare,” He warned lightly, the pair of your laughing in your room.

The End

Spring Prompt Session

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[conclush]

Thena Headcanons

pairing . ִ ་ ˖ ʿ ִֶָ ׄ Thena x Fem!Reader

summary . ִ ་ ˖ ʿ ִֶָ ׄ hc for our goddess

warnings . ִ ་ ˖ ʿ ִֶָ ׄ random hc??

an: finally I'm back from resting but I'll be doing slow updates

masterlist

When you had met thena she was very quiet at first but secretly she would stare at you when a mute eternal had finally notice this tension makkari quickly had signed you that thena is secretly looking at you she tried teasing you while you brushed off that feeling because you know thena has definitely a crush on gilgamesh.

The first thing thena loved is that how you both made your first move . . . yeah no first one just at the same time thena and you said it at the same time you both laugh at the reaction of each other she would've never forget that moment.

As centuries and many centuries went by after the prime eternal had decided for all of you to go on your ways and had a 'life' maybe you couldn't help but feel broken after gilgamesh decided to go with thena so he could protect her from having a mahd wy'ry you wanted to be with her as well but you decided to join makkari so she wouldn't be alone but soon after you chosen to see the world as well as the other's makkari agreed and you both gotten so close since..well everything she had help you with you're feelings with thena and she made you feel like a sister if that's what humans called and you finally began you're journey.

After the events of Ajak died you were totally mournfully but you were glad that thena was with there with you helping you through grief she was upset also but she needed to act strong and cold for the sake of the others eternals.

As a human you couldn't take you're eyes off to a certain blonde woman that is staring at you're plants her smiles and when you gave her you're name you could feel butterflies on you're stomach when you're name is rolled off her mouth it made you blushed everytime she talked to you.

Thena isn't a jealous person well that's what she thought she isn't jealous when the other eternals would interact with you or just have a talk except for Druig and Ikaris she made sure they would never try to hit on the goddess of war girlfriend she even got jealous on your plushie but you always made fun of her and teasing her however you made her sure that she's the only one that had caught you're eyes.

When making love thena is always going soft on you, praising you giving you such a sweet words after that lovely moment of yours she would cover you with her favorite white satin blanket and cover you with them.

Aftercare is always would be yours each other favorite she would gave you a lot of kisses on you're face and hold you tightly like she would never let you go for eternity.

She’s very protective of the ones she cares about, specially with you.

When she wanted to have a date with you she would first come to gilgamesh to teach her to how to cook or baking, when she first cooked for you, you fall for her definitely it's so delicious that you kept complimenting her she blushed away.

Thena would be insecure and stress of her having a Mahd Wy'ry you would be always be there for her whenever she needed someone or when she wants you.

(don't be dirty mind😐👍)

Thena love you with her morning, seeing you wake up from your sleep and giving her morning kisses.

Then she would see you cooking staring at you're back, observing you for a moment she would hug you from behind giving some kisses around your neck.

She found herself deeply in love with you.

an: sorry if that's is short my updates would be slow so I'm so very sorry for that.

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[eternalowl]

Eternals incorrect quotes part 2

Kingo: That was a joke. Say “ha”

Sprite: Ha.

Kingo: Now say it again.

Sprite: Ha.

Kingo: Congratulations, you’re officially the life of the party.

Kingo: What goes up but doesn’t go down?

Phastos: The amount of stress you bring this family.

Gilgamesh: …Should I ask why you’re covered in blood?

Thena: No, and the better question would be “Who’s blood is this-”

Gilgamesh: What are you in the mood for?

Thena: World domination.

Gilgamesh: That’s a bit ambitious.

Thena: You are my world.

Gilgamesh: Aww…

Thena: …

Gilgamesh: …

Thena: …

Gilgamesh: OH-

Kingo: I have an idea.

Ikaris: A good idea?

Kingo: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

Kingo: Thena you can’t move in with Gilgamesh.

Thena: Why not?

Kingo: Well, um, how are you going to feel when he sees you without any makeup?

Thena: I’m not wearing makeup right now.

Kingo: Holy crap, you’re beautiful.

Everyone: You're alive.

Ikaris: There's no need to sound so disappointed.

Kingo: So what, now I’m just supposed to do everything that Thena does? What if she jumps off a cliff?

Druig: If Thena were to jump off a cliff, she would have done her due diligence regarding the height of the cliff, the depth of the water, and the angle of entry. So yes, if you see Thena jump off a cliff, by all means, jump off a cliff.

Kingo: You jump off a cliff.

Druig: Gladly, provided Thena did first.

Kingo: Now, if I may speak for good-looking people everywhere...

Sprite: Only as their rodeo clown.

Sersi: What makes you all smile?

Gilgamesh: Friends and Family.

Druig: Snacks.

Ikaris: Victory and success.

Thena: Face muscles.

Ajak: Damn, the power went out.

Kingo: Don’t worry, I got this.

Kingo: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

Ajak: What-?

Kingo: I swallowed a glow stick!

Ajak, on the verge of tears: WHY WOULD YOU-

Phastos, texting: O

Kingo: What?

Phastos: Don’t read into that.

Kingo: But I will read into that.

Phastos: HOW?! IT’S A LETTER!

Kingo: Why is there a space after it, hmmmmm?

Phastos: Dude, really?

Phastos: It’s a fucking letter.

Kingo: It could stand for something!

Phastos: IT DOESN’T, I PROMISE!

Kingo: Like Oppression! Or worse…

Phastos: Dude, I just typed the letter O, that means nothing. :/

Kingo: Optometrist.

Phastos: Oh my God…

Ikaris: You are the love of my life and I would do anything within reason to make you happy.

Sersi: I would be happy if you ate, stayed hydrated and got a reasonable amount of sleep.

Ikaris: I said within reason, Sersi. How about I murder that guy?

Sersi: So murder is in reason but proper self care isn't?

Ikaris: Well, duh. What kind of question is that?

*playing twister*

Kingo: Right hand red.

Makkari: *ends up on top of Druig*

Druig: You're doing this on purpose, aren't you?

Kingo: I stopped spinning like 15 minutes ago. Honestly, I'm surprised you didn't notice.

Sersi: What do you have?

Sprite: A KNIFE!

Sersi: NO!

Kingo: So... who's the big spoon and who's the little spoon?

Makkari: We're chopsticks!

Kingo: Well... that's cute!

Kingo: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly?

Druig: No, it means that if you take the other away, the only thing the other is good for is stabbing.

Sersi: Why aren't there friend pick up lines? Pick up lines to make friends like-

Sersi, to Ajak: Hey, that's a cute outfit. You know where it would look better? On nobody else, because you're a beautiful individual.

Makkari, to Druig: Be my friend or I'll set your entire family on fire.

Gilgamesh: There are two types of people.

Sprite: *fast-forwards all the way through the movie*

Kingo: You can't just skip to the happy ending!

Sprite: I don't have time for their problems.

Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Gilgamesh: Again?

Thena: Did they win?

or

Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Makkari: I need to talk to them about that…

Druig: Did they win?

Sersi: What situation is not instantly improved by the addition of fishnets, I ask you.

Druig: Being a fish.

Sersi: Well, shit.

Phastos: How long do you think it'll take?

Druig: I don’t know, three or four.

Phastos: Three or four what? Days? Weeks? Months?

Makkari, agreeing with Druig: Yeah, maybe five.

Phastos: Five what?!

Druig: Makkari, get that hidious thing out of the living room, would you?

Makkari: Ikaris, Druig wants you to get out of the house.

Thena: Kingo, we tried things your way.

Kingo: No, we didn't.

Thena: I did it in my head and it didn't work.

Ajak: Uptown Funk would've made it into the Shrek Soundtrack.

Kingo: That's the truest statement I've ever heard.

#eternals #eternals thena #thenamesh #eternals incorrect quotes #eternals druig #eternals makkari #eternals phastos #eternals ajak #eternals gilgamesh #eternals sprite #eternals sersi #eternals kingo #eternals ikaris #I need more of Kingo and Sprite’s friendship/dynamic #ikaris x sersi #Drukkari #Phastos being the only Eternal with a brain cell #Kingo being batshit insane #let’s face it #they’re all batshit insane actually #Thena didn’t mentally destroy Ikaris this time #it scares me

[takenbypeter]

Marvel reacting…to you overworking yourself

This was suggested by @atomicstarlightdestiny

(Part one includes; Loki, Bucky Barnes, Peter Parker, Peter Maximoff, Druig, and Steven Grant)

Part Two

Loki

Loki knows you’re overworked, you didn’t say anything about it but he could tell. He would try to make you feel better, first subtly, maybe a small mention of spending some time together relaxing but once you’ve shot down his ideas, he wouldn’t know what to do. He’s not the greatest with expressing feelings so instead of explaining how he believed you needed a well deserved break he’d kidnap you, taking you somewhere nice and quiet, with a good view and eventually he’d bring up how overworked you’ve been and once you’ve asked him if he’s worried bout you, he’d go silent neither denying or confirms the idea.

Bucky Barnes

Even if noticing you’re starting to overwork yourself, Bucky would be unsure how to bring the topic up. If anything he may bring you little gifts for like a week, he doesn’t know what to accomplish with that but maybe you’d tell him what’s going on? When that fails to d anything him, being another one who finds words hard to relay, would actually write you a letter, and it’d express how busy you’ve been lately, how great at your work you are, but how he was worried and believed you needed a break. Once reading a letter you two would talk things out and the night would end with a stay at home, relaxing night in, doing your favorite things.

Peter Parker

Peter, being constantly overworked himself, knows all the signs of someone who’s pushing themselves and even if you don’t notice it yourself he does. He’ll surprise you with a special afternoon for just the two of you, movie loading on the screen, your favorite snacks all out on the floor and a huge blanket in the middle. When you ask what all this is for, that’s when he’d tell you how he’s noticed how hard you’ve been working and you need rest, and he thought it’d help a little to relax. You’d reply along the lines of how sweet he is and together you’d bundle up, and all cuddled together he’d press play on your favorite movie.

Peter Maximoff

Once Pete would realize you’re overworked he would do anything he can to try to help you relax. He’d pick a day, call you out from work, tell your professor you were going to be absent, whatever it was, he’d call off your plans and before you could protest or discuss what this was all about, he’d take you somewhere fun and exciting with his super speed. Peter would take you somewhere where you can scream all your stresses away. At least that’s what usually helps him. Disney world, Disney land, Six flags you name it and he’ll take you there. After arriving at your first destination you’d immediately turn around to confront him. And when he explains himself you’re still a little upset he cancelled everything without getting the okay from you but his heart was in the right place so with a warning never to do that again, and a thank you, you grab his hand and pull him towards the nearest ride.

Druig

Druig could tell something was bothering you, he knew you were working hard but he’s the type who has a ton of faith in you, he knows you’re a hard worker and you, hating to complain tried not to bring the topic up but after some time, you told him. You told him how overworked you felt, how tired you were, how you felt you just needed a day to catch up to yourself. As soon as you told him, you two would cancel plans for the next day. Opting to spend a relaxing day, you two would wake up late, spend some time inside, go outside on a walk admiring nature, then return inside for a nice comforting dinner. Spending a very relaxing and very soothing day together.

Steven Grant

Steven knew you were overworking yourself but he didn’t know exactly how to bring it up. He felt as if he may be pushing a boundary he wasn’t sure he could push yet. But noticing you come back late one night, seeming exhausted, he asked if everything was alright? You’d automatically tell him how tired you were, how much work you’ve been doing and Steven would just listen, actively taking in what you were telling him. Steven’s not the best at solving problems like this on his own, so he figured he’d ask you what you wanted to do? You’d tell him whatever it was that would make this slightly better, take a whole day to nap? Have a lazy night in? Go out and see some attractions? Whatever it was that would make you feel better, he’d do it with you. He’d do anything for you.

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