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redheadspark · 2 years

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Hawwu for Druig

[ SOOTHE ] in the midst of a tense moment, receiver turns away to conceal their emotions but sender wraps their arms around them and holds them from behind.

" you have a beautiful mind and a wonderful soul, don’t ever let anyone make you think differently. "

Thank you

A/N: This one is CUTE! Thanks for the request, anon!

Beautiful Soul

Summary: Druig could only take so much from Ikaris before he feels beaten for the count. You think otherwise.

Warnings: A mixture of Angst and Fluff

"Anyone seen Druig?"

You walked into the Meeting Room, stopping abruptly as you felt as though you walked in something rather heated. Most of them were there, looking rather flustered and almost out of sorts as you looked at each of them. Something felt off, your intuition was telling you so as you stood still at the opening of the room. It was Kingo who awkwardly cleared his throat, you looking over to him with a raised eyebrow.

"You just missed him, he's in his room." he replied, pointing to the direction of the hallway that lead to the rooms. You looked, feeling still off about the atmosphere as you were about to say something when two other voices were heard in the opposite direction over to where Phastos's lab was. You walked over, peering your head over into the opening to hear two voices and they were in a shushed argument.

Sersi and Ikaris.

"Ikaris laid it on thick with Druig....again," Phastos said to you as you moved back to the others, seeing a solemn look on his face as he was watching you. You felt the inside of your palm itch, wishing to make a first from the mere mention of Ikaris going at it with your boyfriend. They were completely opposites, from the philosophy of humans and their well being to the nation of using their abilities. They both never were great with one another, merely civil. But that didn't mean they would hold back on insults or jabs to one another. Ikaris was the one who was mostly cruel, at least to you he was. He never held back, maybe thinking of himself better because of his powers and how he was a fighter and Druig was a Pacifist. "I think this time it was bad," Gilgamesh hummed in agreement next to Thena, whom was giving you a soft stare to show she was in agreement. You sighed, looking back at the opening to the lab again and hearing Sersi and Ikaris arguing with one another in hushed tones. You were civil with him, but you did hate when Ikaris went toe to toe with Druig and made him feel small at times. Druig had a heart, much to the surprise of others he did. It was yours to hold, and to think of something threatening it and wishing to break it made you skin crawl. "Where is he?" You asked.

"Your room," Thena replied in a soft hum, you moving without a second thought and without you hearing the others. You were on a mission to find your boyfriend, the love of your life, and make sure he was okay. You would go against Ikaris if you could, which in reality would ever happen, but you would for the sake of being the savior for Druig, As passionate as Druig was, he was also a proud man too. Once you made it to you room, you saw Makkari standing outside of the room biting her fingernails with worry as she was peering at the door, looking like she could drill holes into the door if she was the one with laser beams. You approached her, seeing her look over at you now as she sighed and pointed to the door with one hand, He's taking a shower. He....he didn't want to talk about it

What did Ikaris say? You signed to her, Word for word.

He....he called Druig a weak coward.

You cursed inwardly. Now you really wished you could punch Ikaris right int he jaw for saying something so untrue about Druig. But that was not what w as important right now in the moment, it was Druig that was in your room and hidden away. You gave Makkari a reassuring smile, knowing that Makkari was just as concerned for her best friend as you were. You loved that about Makkari: her love for Druig as a friend and keeping him sane when you couldn't.

Thanks, Makkari. I'll take it from here, you signed. She nodded and rubbed your arm as she walked away. You took in a long breath, opening and closing the door swiftly and in silence in case he was in there. But he wasn't, the room was deserted with your bed against the wall and window that showed the night sky. But the only sound you could hear was the bathroom, the door slightly open and the shower was being clearly used. You made sure the door was locked before you walked slowly over to the bathroom door, waiting for a few long moments to hear Druig. You only heard the water going in the shower, and a slight sense of panic was coming over you. Was he okay? Was he wallowing from the recent ego blow?

What was going on?

Going in with silence, you saw Druig standing in the rainforest shower with his back to you and he was staring up slightly at the wall. His forearms were perched against the tile walls, his eyes were up towards the shower head that was on the ceiling and his stance was cool and still. You didn't care that he was bare naked in front of you, it was no new site to see if you were going to be honest. But it was how he was so still, under the running water of the shower, seemed so...exposed and wide open with nothing to hide behind or cower away in. Perhaps it was the way that your heart was grieving for him and feeling so tender in what happened to him, or maybe it was because you knew he was a person you yearned for physical touch from time to time to recover from an emotional blow to the ego, but you were moving without stopping yourself. You stripped off your armor and under clothes, not disturbing him and keeping your gaze on him. With every piece of clothing taken away and fallen to the floor, you were feeling your own heart expanding for the sake of taking it over for Druig, You wanted to use your own heart into Druig's heart that felt broken and damaged, wanting to have him channeling your energy to heal himself as you were finally able yourself. Shivering slightly, you wondered if he knew you were there. He had to have known, but he said nothing or did he moved as you walked over to him. The water was cool to the touch, making you quietly gasp as it was cascading down your own body now while you wrapped your arms around him from behind. Molding your body into his, almost as if you were trying to be one and your energy coiling around each other.

"I heard what happened," You said to him softly, your voice almost melting in with the sounds of the water int he bathroom. Druig said nothing, but he turned his head and tried not to let it show to you. You tutted, you moved your hand to his jaw and having him look ahead again to see the side of his face and his eyes again. That's when you saw the brokenness in his blue eyes, the look of defeat and surrender.

You sighed, leaning over to kiss him barely on his cheek as you were still pressed against him from behind. Your intimacy for him never wavered or lessen over the years, the pair of you never minding being this close in this nature. Of course the times of lust and passionate were great, but it was times like this, being bare with one another and feeling so open to the other without judgement or fear, that was worth while. Druig saw all of you, the good and the bad. He loved you for all of it, and you did the same. You loved all of him, even the moments of fractures and pain. So to have him put his guard down was a rare occasion, and you never took it for granted.

“You have a beautiful mind and a wonderful soul, don’t ever let anyone make you think differently. " You reassured him as he kept his gaze head, but somehow was watching you out of the corner of his own gaze too. He would tell you the same thing if it was the other way around, and there were times where he did lift you up and brought you peace about yourself when you are brought to your knees.

"You don't know how strong you are, M'Lady. I find your strength wonderful and powerful, don't ever loose it my love. "

You merely held him as he leaned his head back against your own, almost a silent way of saying thank you. You didn't need to hear it, only to show it and have him feel it as you two were under the waters of the shower. No matter how many times Ikaris was going to bean them down with his words, you were going to lift him up and dust him off.

And dust him off you shall, or in this case, let the water wash him clean.

The End.

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basicrese · 1 year

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racer Druig, like look at the material, the possibilities 😩

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shadowbriar · 3 months

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Shadowbriar's 2024 Valentine's Project

Hello, lovely people!

To celebrate the month of Love I will be accepting special request as my Valentine's project. I will start to post pieces for this project on the 14th of February. The requests I've received prior to this announcement will not be included as part of Shadowbriar's 2024 Valentine's Project.

Prompt ideas will be listed below should you find troubles finding a starting point but if you have your own ideas I would love to work and craft it with you. Don't be shy to send me your request and give as much details as you'd like. Characters are not limited to the ones I've written so just send me your requests!

A N G S T

"You know there will come a time where this wouldn't be enough, don't you?"

"Why are you telling me this? Why now? Why not before?"

"I'm sorry I broke our sacred law, but I love you."

"We accept the love we think we deserve." "And what does that mean? I am not deserving of you?"

"If only my memory was shot."

"That's the problem, isn't it? It's not that I didn't try hard enough or did I make a mistake, it's just that I'm not her/him."

"You know, what? I give up. I can't do this anymore." "About time, don't you think?"

"That's where you're wrong. I don't need you and I certainly don't love you."

"All I wanted was you."

"I love you." "I know."

"Don't look at me like that." "Like what?" "Like you're going to throw this wedding away for me."

"I love you, but I'm letting go."

"I think we need to address what's happening between us." "Don't. If we talk about it then we have to admit it's happening."

"We're wasting each other's time."

"I don't want to beg. Please don't make me beg for you."

F L U F F

"I wish people kiss like how it is in movies." "You don't like the way I kiss you?"

"Does your arm ever feel numb whenever I sleep on it?" "Does your lips ever get tired whenever I kiss it?"

"Tell me when you get home." "How can I? My home is literally you."

"I'll always have time for you, Love."

"I'm very tired. Do you mind running your hand through my hair till I fall asleep?"

"Are you.. Proposing?" "Shit, yeah I should've done that instead."

"Please, can I just have five minutes of silence?" "Five minutes? Do you hate me or something?"

"I miss you. I think I might die." "I've only been gone for an hour." "AN HOUR?! That's it, I'm coming to get you. It's been too long."

"That was such a shitty kiss." "Ouch. Redo, then?"

"So do you want to be the small spoon or the big one?"

"Yikes, I can actually see that you love me." "And that's a bad thing?"

"Don't you trust me?"

"You can choose whatever from the wardrobe. My perfume is by the bedside table if you need more of my scent."

"Can we just stay in bed? You're warm."

"Thank you." "That's it? No kisses? No hugs? Have I been demoted to be a colleague?"

N E U T R A L

"Rock, paper, scissors?"

"No sugar, please."

"You stink." "And you're daft, but you don't see me complaining, do you?"

"I'm cold and hot at the same time."

"Oh, I don't like that look." "You never like how I look."

"True." "True?! Are you mad?"

"Is this a prank?"

"I'm in pain." "Shut up, it barely leaves a mark."

"I'm not helping, am I?"

"If I were tea, would you be sugar or honey? There's only one right answer."

"One more time. Louder this time."

"You have insurance, right?"

"My arms are numb."

"I like this. We should do this more often."

"I don't want to boost your ego but you did really well."

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heartofwritiing · 2 years

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I saw your inbox was open and I just had to put in a request ❤️ Can I get “ so you kissed him, and then you... “ “ ran away. “ with Barry

Thank you

Run away with my heart

paring: Barry Keoghan x actress!reader

a/n: hiya! sorry this took soo long ive just been in a eddie munson/stranger things faze rn and ive been working on fics towards that so i finally had time to work on some requests! I threw a selfcare bath scene in this randomly ahab but I hope you like what ive wrote! sns that its kinda longg :) from this prompt list

warning(s): fluff, unrequited love, happy end, confessions, swearing, KISSING OOO, heated make out sesh, unedited! sorry if this is messy i really need a beta reader! :/

“shit, shit, shit!”

You were freaking out, pacing back and forth in front of Gemma's trailer door. You didn’t know who else to go to besides her, she has been your closest friend on set during filming so it seemed only right.

You didn’t know how it happened. One minute your on set goofing around with Barry as usual and something had just come over you. You kissed him. Right there practically in-front of everyone. You didn’t know what to do after that so you here you were waiting for Gemma to answer the door.

It opens to reveal Gemma in a fluffy white robe and her hair freshly washed. She frowned down at you just as confused as you paced.

“y/n/n? what’s wrong?” she asked knitting her brows.

“Gem, I really need to talk its an emergency.” you said hurriedly.

She motions for you to come in and mumbles something about the mess in her trailer. You really didn’t care so much in the moment your hands laced together as you breathed in a shaky breath.

Once she had closed the door you two were completely alone as nothing but silence held the air.

“What’s going on? you seem shaken.” she says.

Your leg is bouncing uncontrollably, a side effect you had from nerves.

You tried your best to explain what had just occurred as calmly as possible but failed and when you were in the middle of your rant Gemma stopped you gently.

“Woah, Woah, slow down, take a breath,” she steps towards you with her hands out. She places them on your shoulders comfortingly when she's close enough. You inhale a breath as she dose and you both exhale at the same time.

“okay.” you nod.

“start from the beginning, what happened?”

“I was hanging out with Barry on set like we usually do and one thing led to another and…”

You loved the way his eyes crinkled when he laughed. How his nose would twitch when you would make a stupid joke. You always wondered why he always put up with your ridiculous jokes that were so corny half the time. After spending so many moths together something just grows. You and Barry had a special bond out of anyone else in the cast. Everything just felt right with him around. Like your world was better now that he was in it and you don’t know how you went thing long without him.

Maybe it was just a silly crush, you don't know. What you do though is that your feelings ran deeper than love. It was more of a fondness for him.

“You should go into comedy,” Barry says once he’s calmed himself down a little.

“get off, i’m not that funny,” you protest.

“Come on, ya you are.” he nudges his shoulder with yours.

“you’re so full of shit,” you giggle.

“no im serious, you’re great.” he says in a more stern tone.

Your giggles had stopped completely now as he’s looking at you more genuine as he speaks. You can tell by his tone its coming somewhere deep.

“You’re not just a funny lass, you’re smart, beautiful, and an overall good person. I think that’s amazing on it’s on own, anybody would be lucky to have ya.”

Your heart melts at his words. Your cheeks were heating up and before you could even control what you were doing, you gently grabbed Barry’s face and kissed him so softly. Your lips brushed against his just long enough for him to feel the warmth of your skin and taste your strawberry chapstick. Before he could even reciprocate and kiss you back you were pulling away with a faint smack and taking off towards the direction of the trailers.

Now here you were back in Gemma's trailer finishing your story. The look on her face changes while you speak from confusion into pure humor.

“So you kissed him and then…”

“Ran away.” you finished.

You plop down onto her leather sofa that wasn’t as comfortable as you thought it would be. Huffing you squeeze your eyes in frustration realization hitting you that Barry probably hated you now. You felt so humiliated right now, I mean what the fuck were you thinking? You’ve ruined a perfectly good relationship between you just because you couldn’t handle the most genuine sounding complement’s you’ve ever heard about yourself.

She laughs heartily at you and you glare at her not so seriously.

“I mean what was I supposed to do?!” you put your face in your hands. “Im so embarrassed, what am I gonna do the next time I see him?”

“Tell him how you feel?” Gemma suggested sitting next to you.

“What if he doesn’t feel the same? or worse laughs at me?” you shoot up out of your seat and throw your hands up. Gemma gives you a pitying look from her seat.

“He won’t, i haven’t known Barry for that long but I know he has a good heart and I know he won’t judge you all the lesser for admitting your feelings.” she states.

You cross your arms and look solemnly towards the ground. If he did hate you you didn’t know what you could do, this whole operation could be ruin from your dumbass mistake. You didn’t want to risk it further and make things more uncomfortable between you and Barry.

Gemma offered to tell the crew you weren’t feeling well and you decided to head back to your hotel room, since everything had been pretty much wrapped up for the day anyways. Nobody questioned you when you walked to the car and drove back to your hotel for the rest of the night. You would order room service and watch trashy reality tv to take your mind off things. Then hopefully sleep would take you into a deep sleep as it usually did.

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When you arrived at your hotel it was fairly early into the night and guests were leaving to spend nights out on the town or go out to dinner, but not you. You got into the elevator as a couple walked out past you giggling at one another. It made you kinda happy to see some people could figure things out and been happy themselves. You pressed the button with your floor number, the white glow around it signaling you that the doors would close and you'd be completely alone soon. Finally. after being near loads of people all day with the hussle and bussle of being on a set, it was very tiring most days. You couldn’t wait to curl up into bed and rant to your pillow.

Just as the doors were closing, a hand reaches in to stop them. You groan internally but your eyes flash with panic as a familiar face pops into view. Blue eyes look almost as shocked to see you as well but you don’t let them distract you. It was Barry. Oh right, you completely forgot he was staying in the same hotel as you, and the same floor as a matter of fact. God if the ground would swallow you whole right now you wouldn’t object to falling into it.

“hey,” he laughs out, sounding almost nervous.

“hi,” you squeak out.

“Sorry if i startled ya, just didn’t want to miss it.”

You nod and shift over from your spot in the middle to the left to make room for him. He stands next to you tall as ever and hands in his pockets. The silence swirls around you both in this tiny space and its suffocating you. The digital scenes numbers signifying each floors dings echoing in your ears. you felt like you were going to faint, being in this elevator for more than twenty seconds with him was sure to make you go insane. Barry noticed your uneasiness but didn’t say a word

He was hot on your tail you could feel him. Feel his warm gaze on the back of your head as your hair bounced with each step. It sent shivers down your spine to know he was looking directly at you. Reaching your door you were glad that this uncomfortable awkwardness would be over soon.

Barry was across the hall from you of course. It made it even more antagonizing standing in the softly lit hall searching for your room key as Barry was also digging into his pockets looking for his.

You groaned in annoyance continuously digging through your bag. The key card was nowhere to be seen and you huffed shoving your bag with a thump. You must've left it back in your trailer. This was great, now you had to go all they back down to the lobby and ask for a new one and you knew it would be a hassle. Barry turns and sees your growing frustration, he reaches into his pocket and finds what he was looking for. He pulls it out and holds it out to you from behind.

“Here,” he says. you turn and frown at him when you see the identical card placed between his thumb and pointer.

“One of the costuming ladies said you left it and she knew we were staying in the same hotel so, i brought it to you.”

“Thanks,” you take it from him and turn back to your door. The green light blinks at you and the door click’s as you push the door open. With one final turn you see Barry watching you solemnly as you bid him goodnight and just before your door closes you hear a ‘night’ from him making you inhale. Once you’re safe behind the door you thump your head against it soundly and squeeze your eyes cringing at yourself. Here you were being an absolute fool for this man who was only across the hall and feeling nothing but embarrassment when you were near him. Combing your fingers in your scalp, you decided to just call it a night.

You made your way into your room toeing off your shoes as you walked to your bed and threw yourself down on it. Bouncing for a moment on the mattress before you stilled made you sigh contently, as if all your worries went away as soon as you laid down. You didn’t know how you would face Barry tomorrow after today but you tried not to worry about it too much. Instead you got to work on drawing yourself a quick bath, using all the fancy soaps the hotel had to offer, and then you’d throw on the complementary robe and get into your king bed and fall asleep to the mind numbing television.

You got up reluctantly and went into the bathroom to start up the tub. Turning the knob to the right temperature you checked it just to make sure it was perfect. Satisfied you go to the sink to inspect the various soaps you thought about earlier. There were three different kinds, Rose, Lavender, and Lily. Since you wanted to feel relaxed tonight you picked the lavender knowing as it had calming properties and such.

You walked back into the little room with the tub and began undressing, throwing your clothes into a pile in the corner. You were so sweaty and sore from all the stunt training you had to do leading up to this production but you knew it would be worth it in the end. You were so in shape and healthy but you knew going into this that training for a big marvel movie was going to be brutal to get that super hero bod.

You poured some of the liquid soap into the bath above the faucet and watched as the bubbles formed. Once you were content with how much water had filled the tub you turned off the valve and dipped your foot in testing the water. You bemoan at the warmth and as carefully as you can slip down into the tub and lay back. You inhaled the Lavender as it took over your senses and calmed your brain. Even if this only was for a few minutes while the water was still warm you enjoyed it. Taking baths was a great way to help you destress and it was doing wonders for you now.

After only a few minutes a knock on your room door startled you out of your trance. You threw your head back and sighed. Whoever it was they would go away in a few moments, but no another knock was heard. Just ignore it. But another pound to the door made you grunt and sit up and get up out of your safe haven. You grabbed the bathrobe hanging on the hook and threw it on tying it around your waist quickly. Water splashed onto the floor from your feet but it was fine you would clean it after. You practically threw the door open without even looking through the peephole to see who it was first. It could've been anyone, and you were standing in just a bathrobe. Barry is standing there looking rather flushed when he sees you.

Beats pass as he looks at you trying not to seem obvious that he’s pretty much checking you out. And it doesn't creep you out that he is, even though that you’re standing in front of him practically half naked. Once again you’ve seemed to make a fool of yourself in front of him. Heat rises to your face and you clear your throat.

“Sorry,” he speaks. “I didn’t know if you were asleep but, I have to talk to you. its urgent.”

Your lips part at his words. Not really knowing what to say you gesture for him to enter your room. He walks past you and stands in the middle of the room waiting for you to shut the door. Once you do you meet him and you’re standing face to face. Your breathing intensifies as you’re walking closer to one another, until your chests are almost touching. Everything is quiet and still as you both lean in at the same time. Suddenly he’s kissing you so passionately you thought you died and went to heaven. You couldn't even believe this was happening it’s like something out of a movie, but it wasn't, it was real. Your kissing is hot a frantic like your both scared the other will disappear once its over and you were clinging onto one another.

His hands are so cautious as to where they hold you. You just want him to touch you and it makes you a little frustrated to see him being so hesitant. Rolling your eyes slightly You grab his hands and place them so he can cup your ass firmly with his palms. and He groans hotly into your mouth. You swallow every sound his makes as you reach up to play with his hair. His lips feel so soft moving with yours you feel almost dizzy and you’re so glad his holding you right now or else you’d probably fall over.

When you both pull away you’re breathless and eyes blow full of lust. His lips are a light pink color from all your kisses and swollen. He leans down to peck your nose and then lean his forehead against yours. You giggle at the action and you're both still trying to regain your breath.

“So you have feelings for me huh?” you question.

“I do.” he admits. “and I am hoping yours haven't changed?”

You shake your head and he smiles boyishly.

“Not in the slightest, especially after you kissed me like that.” you jest.

He throws his head back in laughter and leans back in to kiss you once more with even more passion as before.

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softquietsteadylove · 9 months

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Hello beautiful! ✨🖤

I have an idea for a new AU with Thena and Gilgamesh. Gilgamesh starts at an elite culinary school where the food in each lesson is judged by strict critics.

The students in the higher classes warn the new ones that one specific critic (Thena) can never be satisfied and never gives a good review. Many students have dropped out of school because of this. But Gilgamesh wants to see for himself.

🖤✨ Hgs and Love! ✨🖤

"I heard she made everyone in her class cry in their first lesson."

"I heard that she subs in for real food critics sometimes."

"I heard that the dean himself gave her a full-ride scholarship she's so good."

Gil rolls his eyes at the classmates of his whispering - loudly - about their expected panel of judges. He doesn't think this critic can possibly be as frightening as people are making her out to be. She's just a student, like them, right?

"Can't they just put us out of our misery?" Druig grumbles next to him, shifting nervously on his feet as he looks down at his dish.

"Hey," Gil nudges his shorter, more nervous friend, "don't look so freaked out. "It's a great dish."

Druig sighs, "thanks, man. But it's not you I gotta impress, is it? It's 'em."

The door opens and three senior students step into the room.

Sersi is the top student in the Molecular Gastronomy course. She makes creations that seem transmuted right down to the atomic level, it seems sometimes. They look stunning, they're always delicious, and the way she can make one thing taste entirely different from how it looks is always a showstopper.

Phastos all but wrote the bible by which the school acts. He doesn't cook, but his knowledge of biology, chemistry, physics--is so all-encompassing that there's basically nothing he doesn't know. It is just a rumour, but supposedly he has written all the recipes the courses use for instructing students since he arrived.

Thena is last, and by far the scariest. She looks like she's never seen the sun or eaten a morsel of food, at that. Her reputation precedes her, and her perfect palette is as terrifying as it is rare. She doesn't cook either, but if there is any sort of flaw in any way, she will detect it. And she won't have the smile on her face that Sersi does when she breaks the news.

Thena stands between the other two, eyeing the class with an expression that already screams that she's not looking forward to this. "Please present your dishes."

The first two come up, their trays rattling from their nerves.

Gil watches from his table a little further in the back. Sersi and Phastos try first, giving their praise as well as gentle critiques and advice. Once Thena is done sniffing it, she takes a bite.

"You lack identity."

The whole class practically keels over. It may seem small, and maybe even nitpicky. But to hear that you - as a chef - have no identity in your food?--it's devastating.

"I would say you lack creativity, but that is not what this is," she states and sets her spoon down after the one bite. "You have replicated a family recipe in the hopes that it would convey an emotion. But the balance has been put off by your muddled intentions. It's over-seasoned, and the flavours battling for dominance has overpowered what would actually make it shine if you weren't so clumsy."

The class is practically crying for their fallen comrade. And this is round one!

Druig blows out a breath as they watch their fellow student shuffle back to his table in shame (borderline in tears). "And the Ice Queen strikes again."

Gil stares straight ahead. He shrugs, "she did give him advice, though."

Druig looks at him with wide eyes. "If I shove you into a lion's den and tell you not to die, that's advice, I s'pose."

Gil chuckles just a little, still watching eagerly, "shut up."

The critique goes on, many falling to the Ice Queen's sharp words along the way. It's not that she has nothing nice to say at all, it's just that the bad seems to always outweigh the good for her.

Sersi and Phastos offer sympathetic smiles and waves; obviously they're used to this.

"Next."

Gil and Druig approach with their trays, a plate for each judge. Druig goes first.

He clears his throat, "I-I've made a confit salmon with swiss chard gelee and potato mousseline."

Sersi smiles brightly at them, showing off what's made her such a darling of the culinary world already. "That's very impressive, Druig!"

"A lot of technique," Phastos murmurs as he takes a bite. "The textures are right, although it's maybe a little soft overall."

Druig nods, taking the criticism at face value, "thank you."

"You have too much to prove."

Gil keeps a careful eye on his tablemate. Druig is stubborn, and younger than the rest of them. She's right, she just doesn't have to say it like that.

Druig stands tall against it, though. He looks the Ice Queen in the eye as he says, "and?"

Thena raises her eyes to him. Gil sees that they're green for the first time. "You've selected the most advanced techniques you've mastered thus far, but as Phastos said, there is no cohesion to the presentation of all of them in one dish. You didn't have to make a mousse of the potatoes--in fact, potatoes are not what I would have served with salmon in the first place."

Druig crosses his arms.

"The salmon is cooked perfectly," Thena says just as cut and dry as the negative stuff. She places her fork down, again, needing only one bite of each element to make her assessment. "It only brings out that, had you leaned into your strengths instead of showcasing your weaknesses, this could be perfect."

Druig has his arguing face on, and Gil almost wonders if he should drag him back from the judging table to cool off. He rolls his eyes, though, going back into his dismissive and pouty shell for the time being. He huffs, "I'll take it."

Gil is left alone as Druig moves back to the table.

Sersi smiles, "and what have you made today?"

"Chicken and dumplings!"

A poor man's dish. Chicken stew with dumplings in it: something that needs no technique to put forth. The whole room is silent, not even trying to hide the overall horror that has descended over them.

Even Sersi strains a little to smile at him as they pull their bowls closer. "How...interesting."

"I know, I know," Gil laughs, watching as Thena draws her spoon up to smell everything. "Just hear me out."

"I made a really quick chicken stock and let it simmer while I was preparing everything else. I made it more ramen style than country chicken soup style, but I also added some cinnamon and star anise to kind of have an element of what makes pho so comforting."

"Then while that was simmering I was roasting some veg with the other half of the carcass. I mashed up and then pan fried some potatoes and there's actually a little something in those dumplings."

"Well, that certainly sounds..." Sersi trails off, looking to her left as she holds a dumpling in hand, "impressive."

Thena is smiling.

She licks her lips as she puts her spoon down, still smiling at the shimmering bowl of broth. She picks up a dumpling and her eyes spark.

"You already know, don't you?" Gil smiles sheepishly. She looks at him as she takes a bite, pulling out the cheese he put in the centre. He snickers at the look on her face. "I made a simple mash and then turned it in to a dough with some flour and a little duck egg for some bite to it. Then I added a little more potato with some butter and the little piece of cheese curd for some chew. Like a-"

"Pierogi."

Phastos pushes his glasses up his nose as Thena utters something that isn't a direct review of the food.

Gil beams, his whole chest swelling with warmth from the inside out. "You order them for lunch all the time, right? You must have made them when you were little."

Thena smiles, taking a second bite of the fried mashed potatoes and their filling. "I did."

Gil celebrates to himself a little, clenching his fist. He looks over his shoulder and gives Druig a big thumb's up.

Thena takes another bite of the soup, too, her lashes fluttering as she savours the small but deliberate spoonful. "Hm."

Gil inches forward.

"It's not...perfect."

The class lets out a collective sigh.

"But," Thena is still smiling, taking a third bite. "I think it's about as close as I've ever had."

#Thenamesh AU #okay I love this prompt though #Gil hears about this terrifying student and her critiques #and thinks bring it on #either she's gonna love it or she'll hate it #but he's gonna make a dish he's proud of #they hear that they're getting the scary critics this time around #and they all pull out all the stops #Druig is all technique #Gil thinks hm...what would they like #and probably he's thinking about the hardest critic to please #he thinks about the solitary student who keeps to herself all the time #he thinks he's seen her getting pierogies for lunch on the odd time she eats in public #maybe her family is slavic or Polish or something #funfact pierogi origins are untraceable but they think they might be something from the old days of Kievan Rus #anyway he makes a stew that will feel warm and comforting #and he thinks about making just a flour dumpling and sticking them in the broth to steam #then he thinks about the beautiful Ice Queen and her pierogi #and goes...potato dumplings #I must #also this is very food wars #and if you don't know what this already #I am begging on my hands and knees don't look it up #I saw it with a friend who legitimately likes cooking I swear

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simplymakkari · 8 months

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#eternals #druig #makkari #drukkari #barry keoghan #lauren ridloff #writing prompt

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vroomvroommuppett · 2 years

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tasm!peterparker or druig i cant decide who'dbe funnier 🤣 (you pick) , pregnancy list two &

16. “So… the baby is fine, I want you to know that first, they are absolutely fine.”

"What did you do?"

i love you for this and still can’t decide but imma go with druig.

youre also an eternal

join prompt week!

#16: “so…the baby is fine, i want you to know that first, they are absolutely fine”

“what did you do?”

it was a normal day in the village. you were 5 months pregnant with yours and druig’s first baby. you thought he was protective when you weren’t pregnant, but when you are? its overbearing at this point.

you were helping with the village when you felt faint, so you went back to the house. a few minutes later druig came in and that’s when you had to come clean. he was about to kiss you when you spoke, “so…the baby is fine, i want you to know that first, they are absolutely fine”.

he looked at you and up and down and had a panic stricken face. “what did you do?” “i was helping in the village and-” “you were helping when i told you to take it easy?” “can i finish?” he nodded. “i felt faint so i went home. i’m fine now”

he kissed you and said, “you’re going to be the death of me” “you love me” he laughed. “i do”

@redheadspark @ftrmrs-ally-keofield

#k’s prompt week #druig #druig x reader #dad!druig #druig eternals

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dem-obscure-imagines · 5 months

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Merry Little Christmas

Druig x Reader

Fandom: MCU

Prompt: @the-sunflower-room “can’t stop thinking about druig and have yourself a merry little christmas- so cozy 😭🙏🏻”

Note: This was actually requested last year, I believe, but I’ve always wanted to write it. I’m sorry it took me so long to get around to it, but I hope you like it! Happy Holidays, everyone <3

Warnings: None! Just cozy Christmas celebrations <3

Word Count: 1.6k words

Reader Is: Gender Neutral!

Druig was never one for holidays. He wasn’t a scrooge, per se, but, as an Eternal, the seasons came and went so quickly. Years were mere blinks to a being who was thousands of years old. However, the look on your face as you put the ornaments on the tree made something stir around his heart, he had to admit.

He was sipping cocoa from a mug with a snowman on it, one from your vast collection. Kingo was in the kitchen, mixing up beverages, which was why he sensed a bit of liquor in the chocolatey beverage. It was still good, obviously, but he definitely blamed that for the rosy hue his cheeks had taken on.

Definitely not the cute little reindeer antlers you were wearing. Definitely not the way your laughter sounded from across the room.

All of the Eternals were there. A rare feat, but with the danger defeated, for now at least, it was cause for celebration, a time to be with family. It was your house you were all celebrating in, a large place tucked away in Northern Michigan, which, at this time of year, was absolutely covered in a thick layer of snow, more and more fluffy flakes coming down as the moments passed.

You spent your time as a writer. One of the most prolific of your time, the reviews said. But then again, you did have a thousand year head start on the rest of them.

Druig would never admit to it, but he had read them. All of them, every single one. He’d borrow them from libraries, read excerpts in bookstores, but Makkari had a collection of them, too. She was your most loyal beta reader. Therefore, when one went missing, she always had a pretty decent suspicion of who the culprit was.

And he wasn’t positive, but he was pretty sure most of your love interests shared a certain resemblance with…well, him. He didn’t like the way it stirred around in his chest, the way it made him feel so warm and…hopeful. But then again, he’d never asked you what you felt.

“(Y/N), where are your Christmas records?” Phastos asked, standing over with his husband, Ben, as they dug through a crate of records.

“Oh! I forgot to bring them down, I think. I’ll go grab them. I needed to get the topper anyway.” You stepped down from your stepladder and handed the ornament in your hand to Sprite, who was sitting on the floor under the tree, shaking gifts. Typical.

Druig watched as you left, eyes glued to you. Which was why he didn’t notice when Sersi had joined him, standing right beside him.

He gasped, mug rattled, but not to the point that he spilled any on his sweater. He cursed and looked over at her. “What?”

“You look rather festive, Druig. I thought you didn’t care for holidays.”

“I thought so too…” He muttered into his mug, taking a long sip.

“Right. Well, I think I saw some mistletoe in that box of decorations. I can put it up if you’d like?” She asked, that glimmer in her eyes that she got when she wanted to meddle.

Druig thought on it, as he heard your footsteps coming back down the stairs. He met her eyes and that was all that was needed. She nodded and set across the room, plucking it out of the box, along with a length of fishing line.

“I found it! The Muppets and John Denver!” You said excitedly, presenting another crate of records, this one all Christmas. “And some other stuff.”

“May I?” Phastos asked.

“Yeah, of course.” You handed them over and walked back over to the tub of ornaments, searching for a very special one. It was a large mug of cocoa with eleven marshmallows in it, each one etched with the name of an Eternal. You smiled softly and tucked it into the branches of your artificial tree, curling the fake pine to support its weight.

“Where did you find one with so many slots?” Druig found himself asking as he crossed the room to stand behind you.

“Had it custom made.” You replied, turning to face him.

“It’s beautiful, (Y/N).” Ajak complimented warmly from her seat by the fire.

“Thanks. Thought we needed something like that.”

“What are these?” Sprite asked, digging through the other box and pulling out a stocking with Thena’s name embroidered on it.

“Stockings.”

“You had those made, too?” Ajak asked, getting up to see for herself.

“Well, I did them. The embroidery, at least.” You admitted with a shrug, motioning to the hooks under the mantle. “We can put them up, if you want.”

Makkari nodded and grabbed the stockings, putting them all in one clean row in a blur of red and green. She stood next to Druig, elbowing him and tilting her head towards his stocking, which she’d put on the end.

Right next to yours.

He nearly choked on his cocoa. So did everyone know, then? Sersi, Makkari, who else? Kingo, no doubt.

“You alright there, Druig? Looking flushed.” Ikaris jabbed, that wicked gleam in his eyes.

Alright, then, yeah, it was everyone. Everyone but you, it seemed.

It was as if a stormcloud manifested above his head. He shook his head and stalked off towards the kitchen. He didn’t know much, but he did know a cookie would make him feel better. Snacks always seemed to. And there was no shortage of them, especially now, when you and Gilgamesh had baked nearly twelve dozen batches of them. Gingerbread, snickerdoodle, sugar cookies shaped like trees, chocolate chip, oatmeal no-bakes.

He reached for a sprinkle-covered tree and bit off the tip of it, the frosting sweet. The oven started beeping and you rushed in, arming yourself with an oven mitt before reaching in for what he assumed must be one of the last trays. Oatmeal raisin, it looked like.

“Do you need any help?” He asked, staring as you straightened up and brushed the hair out of your face.

“Oh! Thank you, Druig. I’m all set, though. Are they good?”

“Are what—” He looked down at the half-eaten tree in his hand. “Oh, yeah. They’re great.”

“Awesome.” You grinned. “New frosting recipe.”

“Well it’s perfect, whatever it is.” He leaned against the counter, that boyish smirk on his face. He wasn’t sure what came over him, then, but he had to get it out. “It’s great, by the way. That new book of yours.”

“You read it?”

“I read all of your books.” He confessed. “I think this one’s your best.”

Your heart raced as you met his eyes. Surely he knew, right? He had to. That you’d been writing about him for centuries. When he’d left all those years ago, hundreds of years ago, he’d taken a piece of your heart with him, a piece you’d only found in fiction, it seemed.

“Thank you. It…it means a lot to hear you say that.”

“Can’t wait for your next one.” He winked, plucking up a second cookie and leaving the kitchen before his tongue got him in any more trouble than it already had.

***

Later in the night, when almost everyone had gone to sleep, you were up, wrapping presents in front of the fireplace, folding the paper neatly, complete with name tags and perfect little bows.

You’d switched records. It was an older one, the Rat Pack.

Have yourself a merry little Christmas…Let your heart be light…

The words were smooth, glided right out of the speaker. Snow was still coming down in droves. It was good you had nowhere to go, otherwise you’d be snowed in. Well, if your family didn’t have every superpower known to man, you would be anyway. You were glad they were there.

You were glad they were home.

“Can’t sleep?” Druig’s voice startled you from your reverie and you turned around, grateful his present was already wrapped and under the tree.

“Not until I get these wrapped.” You told him.

“Christ, you really do go all out, don’t you?” He chuckled, crossing the room and sitting on the floor beside you, yet another cookie in his hand.

“I think I’d lose my mind if I didn’t. Keeps me…in synch. The routine of a year, you know?”

“Mmm.” He hummed, nodding, face alight in the warm oranges of the flames. “I didn’t see it that way until…recently.”

“Until right now?”

“Yeah, something like that.” He chuckled, watching as you carefully wrapped the last one, taping every edge perfectly and putting a tag on top, printing Sprite’s name with a pen. “What’d you get her?”

“You’ll have to find out tomorrow morning.” You told him, shifting to slide it under the tree with the others. “What did you get her?”

“It’s a surprise.” He grinned as you settled in next to him.

“Is it a surprise to you, too?”

He gasped, offended. “I got presents for everyone!”

“I believe you.”

“Sure you do.” He shook his head, laughing softly. “Say, ehm, (Y/N), I’ve been wondering…”

“Mistletoe!” You gasped, staring straight up at the ceiling where, sure enough, a string of mistletoe hung, glittering in the low light. “Who put that up?”

“Well I’ll be…” He breathed, staring up at it, too, heart racing faster than it had in any battle. “What…do you suppose we do about that?”

“I have a few ideas.” You slowly brought your gaze down, meeting his eyes.

He may have been the telepath, but you could tell the only thing on his mind was you as he leaned in, thick eyelashes fluttering shut as his lips met yours, pink and plush and warm. You kissed back, not leaving a single doubt in his mind that you wanted this, wanted him. Your hand rose to his flushed cheek, holding him close as his arm wound around your waist.

The grandfather clock struck midnight, and he pulled away to rest his forehead on yours, noses flush, eyes on you, glimmering with a million words unspoken. He did have a few, though. “Merry Christmas, (Y/N).”

“Merry Christmas, Druig.”

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moonlit-imagines · 1 year

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Bubbly

Druig x reader

warnings:

a/n:

prompt: @shinycupcakebaker: “Druig + ‘Bubbly’ by Colbie Caillat”

Druig and you laid beside each other in your shared bed, legs tangled under the blankets while the raindrops pattered against the roof of your new home. New home, new life. A peaceful place to keep safe and away from all the troubles you’d just previously faced.

Now you face your partner laying peacefully on his pillow, his eyes shut gently while he lightly snored in sync with the thunder outside. You smiled to yourself as you closed your eyes with him and begun to drift off to the sound of rain. Every day and night here seemed quiet, but that’s to be expected after living day and night around chaos and ruin of man. The two of you fixed that, now chosen man lay in their own homes here, all just as content as you. You two did that.

Druig woke not long after you drifted away, admiring the sight of his lover slighting drooling with a strand of hair stuck on their lip. You were as stunning in that moment as you were at a formal dinner, or walking about the village to observe, or fighting monsters by his side. You were always a sight to behold for him.

He lifted a finger to drag your hairs away from your face, and a small tickle from a strand woke you. You peered up at Druig, glad to see his smirk. “Didn’t mean to wake you.” His coarse voice whispered as he wrapped his arms around your waist and pulled you into his chest, placing a kiss at the top of your head.

“No, I bet you didn’t.” You retorted, breathing a quick chuckle and burrowing deeper into his embrace. “It’s raining.”

“So it is.” Druig replied, seeing a tinge of moonlight come from spaces in your home’s walls. “Calming, isn’t it?”

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harrie-fic-center · 8 months

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druig

a path on loneliness by countessimagines

a rose by any other name by ladyvisenya

absolutely smitten by starsvck

after all these years by loove-persevering

all too well by lightyaers

always in my mind by jediorders

beautiful centuries by tadpole_san

birds by chiefdirector

call it what you want by mischiefmanaged71

centuries in the making by waspswidows

come back, be here by starsvck

curiosity eternalized by childofadragon

daylight by stellamcu

distant by serendipidyrogers

drifting by lipstickbisous

eden by inknopewetrust

eternally yours by midnight-prose

eternally yours by djarinsriduur

first kiss, finally by redhoodparker-writes

given purposes by mushroomlupin

gold rush by druigswhores

gold rush by cityofngels

history buff by ohcaptains

house of memories by mischiefmanaged71

how could they not know? by saintlike78

"i feel like shit" prompt by gryffindorwriter

i have loved you by caroline_gw

incentive by clints-lucky-arrow

invisible string by mischiefmanaged71

it's never over by subtlethrill

lay it on me by misskatebishop

lilt by luventi

love me harder by fireinmoonshot

lovers rock by hydratedbarnes

mas que nada by starsvuck

mine and yours by sxrensxng

not without you by seredipityrogers

only for you by gf4hjp

perfectly busy by tokkiotears

reunion by theheartisanarrw

salem by inknopewetrust

see you again by peterbarnes

shame by undiscovered_horizon *

somewhere only we know by starsvck

sunshine by itsapeterthing

synodic by oopsfanfiction

the great war by beyondspaceandstars

'til we meet again by itsapeterthing

to know your mind, your soul by neoncaskets

touch by avengershq

treehouse by starsvck

unwritten poetry of a promised eternity by hamdontyoudare

wherever you go by lana-writes

"you're not alone" prompt by gryffindorwriter

#druig #the eternals #druig x reader

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oncasette · 2 months

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FANGTASIA. send in a character from my guide + one of the prompts below for a drabble!

druig + this prompt: whispering words of admiration and love between a kiss !! because I’m in a druig mood (when am I not) <3

he had you pressed into the mattress, plush duvet swelling around your bodies as his nose nudged against your lips and cheeks. his mouth rarely strayed far from yours as he whispered hushed compliments against your skin.

"you are so beautiful, d'ya know that?" he asks, tongue delicately tracing your bottom lip. there was a reverence to his touch. an innocence, almost, even as his hips caged you in, there was no allusion of ulterior motives.

"dru," you gasp. he swallows it, easily, as he captures your top lip in a swift kiss.

"i would give up everything just to stay here with you forever, my love," he hums. "every piece of art, every sunset, every other human on this planet. for you."

a hand comes down to curl around your waist, thumb swiping across exposed skin.

"you are everything to me," he says. your eyes flutter shut as he kisses you fully. your body warms and melts further against him, drawing a hand up to sink into his hair. "everything."

#r's 3k #druig #druig x reader #barry keoghan #barry keoghan x reader #marvel #mcu #eternals

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redheadspark · 2 years

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Druig + “let me carry you”

A/N: Nice! It will be nice and short and sweet! Thanks anon

Shining Armor

Summary: You never thought the mind controlling Eternal would be such a softy for someone like you with his hard exterior and stern gaze. Yet he was.

The Deviant threw you down. Hard.

You grunted out in pain as the creature was crawling over to you with viciousness in his mouth and a snarl in his tone, you felt your entire back being in pain and almost near your neck as you knew you had to move fast. You were quick as an Eternal, but not quick enough for this particular Deviant that had the upper hand in this fight.

The Deviant was now towering over you, his teeth were glistening with saliva and its stench-like breath was breaking hard against you as he was about to bite hard into your neck when some blast from not too hard away slammed into the creature, throwing it off of you within a second. You were shocked to see it, almost dumbstruck and wide eyed in how fast it was that it happened. But now you were merely staring at the sky, feeling the insane backache from that pain shooting up and down your back.

Someone walked up to your left, you taking in a sharp breath and seeing none other than Ikaris peering down at you with a cock of his head. HIs cool demeanor and leader-like gaze at you was clearly seen and was evident.

"You alright?" He asked you, yet the way he said it seemed like he was merely asking, not being genuine about it. You were about to say something when someone else walked up on the other side of you.

"Clearly she's not, Golden boy," the lower tone said calmly and yet cooly to the second in command of the Eternals. That voice was very familiar, and the last thing you needed was another verbal match between the two people above you. This was not the time, and you've seemed the matches before.

Ikaris and the love of your life, Druig.

Druig was never one to go along with the rules, not since the beginning. Of course he would wish to help the evolution of the humans on Earth, but he wanted to do it in more a pacifist manner. The others only saw him as someone who was grumpy and alone, within his own thoughts and his own inner battle. But to you, he was kind and good. You were smitten with him instantly when you two met, there was no doubt you were. But the last thing you thought was Druig being smitten back with you in return.

Once he stole your heart, he never did let it go.

Druig was a different person when he was around you. He was calmer, looser in his stance and in his talks with you when you two walked hand in hand together or embraced each other in your quarters on the Domo. That shield he had up around him was down with him, and because of that, he was prone to be closer to you and think of you as his to harness and protect. Not in the negative way, but in a way that he loved you and only wished to care for you more than the others. Merely because you loved him, when you held him in the middle of the night or the you would kiss him soundly against the cooling setting sun.

He filled that one part within you that you thought you would never fill.

You grunted a bit, having both Ikaris and Durig look down at you and almost forget that you were there on the ground. Druig's gaze that was hardened seem to soften from seeing you in the ground, squatting down and wrapping you in his arms within an instant. You felt him hoist you up, you yelping from the sharp pain you were feeling as he was holding you bridal style.

"I got ya, M'lady," He hummed to you gently, his voice was soothing like rain as he stared lovingly at you, “Let me carry you,”

"Thank you," you replied back, seeing a very rare soft smile from him before he looked back at Ikaris. The second-in-command was watching the pair of you, almost with a hint of fascination and almost confusion.

"I can take it from here," Druig cooly replied, talking away with you in his arms and brushing past a quiet and almost stunned Ikaris. You said nothing, resting your head on his shoulder and your arms around your neck. After walking for a few minutes in silence and with the comfort of being in his arms, Druig spoke up again, "You alright?"

"My back's killing me," You hummed, squinting a bit as he rearranged you in his arms, "I almost got the wind knocked out of me,"

"Let's go back to the Domo and I'll massage your back, just the way you like it," Durig explained in his loving tone, the tone that was only meant for you, "And then we can grab some food to eat together in bed."

"My knight and shining armor," You hummed, "Although I must say, you were a bit cold to Ikaris,"

"Eh, he needed to get knocked down a few pegs," Druig said to you, a smirk was on his face as you watched him, "You don't see him doin' something like this with Sersi, do ya?"

"Not at all," You answered smugly, and you both knew it was true. So Druig carried you, like the knight and shining armor that you knew he was keeping down that was rarely seen by anyone else. You felt honored to see it and to have a part of it in your life, and perhaps it was meant for just you and you alone.

The End.

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lilacliquors · 7 months

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kinktober day one: praise kink

pairing: druig x reader

word count: 1013

notes: welcome to the first day of kinktober! this one is fairly long, but the other may vary in length due to work! anyways, enjoy, and don't forget to reblog if you did!

druig was in the living room, a vibrator in him, the buzzing sound and his oh so needy stifled whimpers barely being heard. your phone kept buzzing repeatedly as he texted you, pleading and begging you, only prompting you to turn the settings up with every text you received.

you edged, teased and overstimulated him all day, so when the day was over the door to your room was slammed open and there stood druig. his legs were shaky, his eyes wide with desperation, and it was clear to you that he couldn’t take another step. just going up the stairs had been too much pressure

falling to his knees, he crawled over to you, his hands clasped together with a pleading and lustful look on his face.

“sweetheart … please … i’m begging you ... let me cum. i-i’ll be a good boy ... i promise. just let me cum,” druig whimpered as he shuffled towards you on his knees.

you knew it was mean, what you was doing to your sweet druig. but ... you liked the power in her hands. every text he sent to you, begging and pleading, only excited you further. but you knew you would have to stop soon.

when the door was opened, and your normally resilient and caring lover was on his knees, crawling to you, you could feel her own arousal rise ...

you cupped his face with one hand, your thumb brushing over his cheek before you leaned down to kiss his forehead softly, your lips brushing over his skin.

“you can cum," she murmured, still caressing his cheek. “and I'll even let you pick where, if you want.”

druig’s eyes widened with a mix of relief and excitement as he heard your words. his lips curled into a grateful smile as he looked up at you, his blue eyes filled with longing.

“thank you, thank you so much,” he breathed out, his voice filled with genuine gratitude. the thought of finally being able to release after being denied for so long sent waves of pleasure coursing through his body. druig’s mind raced with possibilities as he considered your offer. His eyes flickered with a mischievous glint as he looked back at you, his voice filled with a hint of playfulness.

“hmmm, how about... on your chest? I want to see my release splatter across your beautiful skin,” druig suggested, his voice laced with desire. the thought of marking you, of leaving his essence on you, made his heart race even faster. he could already feel his arousal building, his body ready to release the pent-up tension that had been building throughout the day. druig’s anticipation grew as he waited for your response, his body trembling with need.

“that can be arranged,” you murmured, then you leaned down to capture his lips in a deep kiss. he was such a good boy for you, and good boys got rewards. you pulled back and sat back on the bed, reaching to pull your shirt off, leaving you in a baby blue lace bra. then, with your eyes locked with his, you reached back and released the clasps of your bra, letting it fall from your body.

“come here, baby. maybe, if you ask nicely, i can stroke it, or suck it, or let you thrust it between my tits,” she whispered, beckoning him forward with her index finger. he eagerly shuffled forward, and he stood as you motioned for him to. with a grin, you lowered yourself onto your knees before him, and it was a sight to behold. his breath hitched, and he took his bottom lip between his teeth for a moment.

“please, stroke it, use your mouth, whatever you want …” he breathed, and you grinned.

“oh, such a good boy for me, asking for permission,” you cooed, reaching forward to take his length in your hand. you gave it a few lazy strokes, and his head tilted back in ecstasy. you squeezed gently, and he whined softly.

“mm, were you this hard all day, baby? hard and aching for me like a good boy?” you murmured, and he nodded quickly.

“i was,” he whispered. “all day, just for you. i wanted to be good for you.”

his voice was like music to your ears, and you needed to hear more. so you leaned forward, and with your nails trailing over the skin of his thighs, you took his tip into your mouth. you suckled gently, letting your tongue flatten over the head, and you felt him go rigid. you hummed, and the vibration against his aching cock made him jolt.

“please … can’t take much more,” he whimpered, and you pulled back.

“aw, you're such a sweetheart, you know that? taking all of that torture for me, just to make me happy. oh, you have no idea how lucky i am to have you. you make me the happiest, and luckiest, person alive,” you whispered. you pulled back and continued to pump his length, looking up at him while she brought one hand to caress and squeeze his thigh, dragging her nails over the skin.

“my good boy wants to cum? cum, baby. all over my chest, just like you wanted. you earned it, being so good for me today. i'm so proud of you, druig. my strong, handsome, resilient, patient boy …”

your words were enough to drive him over the edge. his hips jutted, and his release painted your chest. you closed your eyes, listening as he whimpered and groaned, fucking into your hand now as he came down from his high. when he was calm and spent, he looked down at you, barely able to stand on his own two feet.

“worth the wait, my sweet boy?” you asked, and he nodded slowly, still in a daze.

“yes … oh, thank you, thank you,” he breathed.

“you were so good for me, you earned it,” you said softly, still tracing over his thighs, and there was a devilish glint in your eye. “in fact, i think you’ve earned so much more.”

#atomwritez #kinktober2023 #kinktober 2023 #atomwritez kinktober2023 #druig smut

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navybrat817 · 7 months

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Currently recovering from a surgery, got any sick fic recommendations?

I hope your recovery is going well, lovely! And I am missing SO many stories, but here are a few.

*****

@buckrecs has a sick (or injured) fic masterlist here for Bucky.

Some fluff and humor with my roommate!Bucky.

A Hero by @rookthorne

Sick Day by @onceuponastory

Quarantine by @writing-for-marvel

Masterlist by @lfnr-blog-blog-blog

Sensory Prompt (Steve Rogers) by @sweater-daddiesdumbdork

Glimpse of You (Ari) by @flordeamatista

Seasons Change (Druig) by @a-lumos-in-the-nox

Succor (RPF, DARK, Timothée Chalamet) by @darksideofthecocoamoon

*****

Lovelies, please feel free to add more because I know I'm missing a ton.

Love and thanks. ❤️

#navybrat answers #fic recs #sick reader #good vibes #cherryschaos #sending love ❤️#asks are always appreciated

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heartofwritiing · 2 years

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Request!

So I am super bored right now and thought it would be fun to ask you guys for requests! but I have a few rules first so please be sure to read them all before requesting!

Requesting Rules:

please choose at least 1 or 2 of the prompts listed below no more than that.

I only write male x female stuff so if you're looking for other pairings I don't write them sorry.

I will try to write as many requests as I can but if I don't get to yours I will write it another time!

18+ only for the smut prompts if you're under 18 please for the love of cheese do not request!!

I write mainly for Druig (eternals) but you can request any of my characters from my character list here

Prompts by @creativepromptsforwriting

Romantic:

“You’re so red all of a sudden. Did I say something wrong?” “I don’t let anyone touch my hair. So… feel blessed, I guess.” “Oh, I do!” “Sorry I’m always so loud.” “No, it’s alright. I don’t mind.” “I’ve never seen you go to a party before.” “Well, you have personally invited me this time, so it would be rude not to go.” “I thought you didn’t like the show.” “Yeah, but you like watching it, and I don’t exactly hate it…” “It’s quite fascinating. I can always hear you from a mile away, but when we’re talking, you’re always so quiet.” (afraid that means they don’t like them) “I’ve never seen you not happy.” “Maybe I’ve always been in good company when you’ve seen me.”

Flirty:

“Stop staring at me to distract me!” “Oh, I’m not staring at you to distract you.”

“Thank you, and I’m going to wash the sweater you lent me and give it back to you as soon as possible.” “Oh, please keep it. I like you wearing it.” “Really? I thought it was your favourite one.”

“Why are you blinking like that with your eyes? Is everything ok?” “That was supposed to be a wink!”

“I like your costume, you look very cute.” “Are you making fun of me?”

“It’s so cold, you should hold my hand, so it doesn’t freeze.” “I’m not that cold, I can give you my gloves if you want.”

Jealousy:

the guy is jealous.

“Does he not know that we’re together?”

“You’re naive if you think he just wants to be your friend.”

“He shouldn’t go after other people’s girlfriends!”

“I’m not jealous, I’m being absolutely reasonable.”

“Have you even told him about me?”

“I don’t just imagine that!”

“He’s so obvious. It’s embarrassing.”

“Do you want to make me jealous?”

Teasing:

“Aww, you’re blushing. I like that look on you.”

“You flirt in the most awkward situations.” “You know you love it.”

“I think your parents may like me even more than you.”

“Annoying you is what I’m best at.”

“You’re very lucky I love you.”

“I can’t concentrate when you look at me like that.” “Well, you should be concentrating on me instead, so…”

“Do you like what you see?” “You know I always do.”

“Are you trying to flirt with me?” “Yes. Is it working?”

Smut:

“I dreamed of your legs wrapped around my waist.”

“Don’t act innocent when we both know where your mouth was two minutes ago.”

“We should probably leave, before we start a scandal.”

“Stop looking at me like that or my knees will not hold me any longer.”

“I think you lost your underwear somewhere.”

“My tongue still remembers the way you taste.”

“Is there some space left in that bathtub?”

“The way your eyes get darker when you get aroused is making me lose my mind.”

“I want to count every one of your freckles with my lips.”

“Jealousy seems to be a great motivator for you.”

“Oh no, there is only one bed, what will we do now?”

“I could make you feel better.”

“Get back down here, we’re not done yet.”

“Later you will definitely need to tell me where you learned this.”

“I know I should care about the reason why you’re naked in my bed, but I will just enjoy it for a moment.”

☾ ⋆*･ﾟ:⋆*･ﾟ

tagging: @redheadspark @a-lumos-in-the-nox @charlie-heatons-whxre

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