#druig x black!women

[redrydersrequiem]

Golden eyed phantom chapter 2

Paring Druig x reader

Rating explicit 18+only,minors,ageless,blank blogs will be blocked

Plot: phantom of the opera au

Warnings theres no smut this time and sorry if its a little shorter then the first chapter

The audience's cheers roll over you like waves as the final curtain closes. You're quickly whisked away, Madame Ajak, bless her, swiftly guides you to your new dressing room before the reporters, opera patrons and fans could move to swarm the backstage area wanting to meet the new star of the Opera de Popular. Much to your dismay however the entrance was already chaotically crowded with people. Thankfully Mr Nelson and Murdock where already front and center, Mr. Nelson was gladly answering the reporters and basking in the crowd's awe while Mr Murdock alongside Gilgamesh provided a more physical barrier, not letting the over eager patrons near, allowing you and madame to finally enter the dressing room.

Once inside silence overcomes you, finally feeling like you could breathe deeply,counting to ten a few times to calm the ringing beating of your heart. It’s not till madame cleared her throat that you looked up, an explosion of color filling your gaze. Flowers of every size, shape and color fill every available surface, bouquets of some of the most exotic flowers you've ever seen.

“Wow” Madame just laughs at your shocked face

“This is to be expected my dear” she goes about the room examining the abundance of flowers, focusing on one of the bigger bouquets.

“Look, this one is from Count Ikarus and his family. It sees that young man is quite smitten with you”

“Yes so it seems”

“What’s wrong my dear.? You don't seem excited about your successful debut?”

“No it's not that Madame i'm truly grateful for everything that has happened.”

“But?”

At first you don't answer but Madame gives you one of her motherly looks and all resolve crumbles

“But…… it feels wrong somehow like something is missing.”

“Something? Or someone?”

As soon as the words leave her mouth the image of your angel comes to mind, bringing a light blush along with it.

“I see that look dear, it's alright. It’s perfectly normal for someone your age, all I ask of you is to be smart about your choices ok.?”

You just smile nodding yes not really wanting to go into a whole spiel with her right now, but thankful for her all the same. The women truly being the only mother figure you've ever known

“I will mama jaks.”

“Ohhh thank you dear, I haven’t heard you call me that in so long i've missed it”.

“I'm sorry I.”

“No no, none of that. I'm glad to be mama jaks to you, you and sersi are my daughters whether you like it or not.”

She kisses you on the forehead before urging you up from the sofa and towards the changing screen to help you out of the heavy gown you've been in all night.

Once deglamorized you stealthily made your way to the dancers entrance avoiding any leftover fans, walking quickly to meet up with sersi. Your whole opera family was celebrating your triumphant first show at Gil and thenas house, Gil’s cooking and drinks galore is what kingo had stayed. Not wanting to keep everyone waiting, you and Sersi begin the familiar walk. Now it does dawn on you, that two young women shouldn’t probably be walking in the deed of night in Paris’s strees but the promise of having Gilgamesh’s famous (your favorite dessert) all to yourself overweighs all those worries

“I can’t wait to see what all Gil cooked. I'm starving.” Sersi simply laughs at you

“How is all you can think about is food after the day you've had.?”

“Hey you try being poked and prodded at and then thrust in front of hundreds of people in a heavy costume and not be hung/“

Her hand grabbing your arm halting your steps stops you mid sentence. She’s even pushing you behind her when you finally notice the black carriage that has now pulled up alongside the two of you. You both give each other knowing glances as you assume the defensive stances thena had drilled into you.

Just as the door opens and you both go to move a familiar head of brown hair steps out.

“Ikarus?”

“Little (y/n/n) and friend. I apologize if I frightened you mademoiselles, i was caught by opera patrons and was unable to speak with you. Imagine my luck to stumble upon the new star of Paris opera walking along the street.

“Yes, how fortunate. I'm sorry, if i had known you wished to speak with me i would have waited at the theater.

“No it's my fault I should have tried harder to get away, um if you could, may I have a moment of your time.?”

“Of course you may!” Sersi answers for you. “I’ll be just over here while you two speak” she nods to both of you before stepping over to study a random storefront, acting the picture of innocents and not like she just threw you under a carriage. Turning back towards Ikarus you notice his eye haven’t left sersi.

“Ehhem”

Ikarus’s head snaps back into place a practiced smile falling into place

“what can i do for you count de solar?”

“firstly just call me Ikarus please”

“ok Ikarus it is then”

“and you? Are you still little (ynn) or are you now the new diamond of the Paris opera scene.?”

“no i'm simply (y/n)”

”very well simply y/n, i must say your performance was a revelation. It’s amazing to see how far you've come since I last saw you.”

“fifteen years is a long time, a lot of things change.”

“yes…..i heard about your fathers passing, my condolences. He was a brilliant musician and I'm sure he would be incredibly proud of you.”

“thank you that's very kind of you, he would have felt honored to. Hear such high praise.

“Listen, I don't wish to keep you or your companion out in this cold night air much longer, so I will simply ask if you would be willing to have a meal with me, to catch up?”

After a quick contemplation you agreed not wanting to turn down the benefactor of the opera or a count. Terrific he replies before turning to his driver to discuss something quietly. You take this time to all sersi back over

“Did you both figure everything out?

“Yeah, he asked me to dinner.”

“oh y/n that's exciting. Oh he's coming back”

“Well I thank you for agreeing to dinner but I do have one more issue.”

oh?” You ask the duke questioningly.

“Yes it would be ungentlemanly of me to allow two young women to walk the damp streets of Paris at such an hour please let me top you off to your destination?”

You're about to decline given Gil and thena home is only fifteen minutes more away but once more sersi interrupts, accepting the offer for you both and allowing Ikarus to help her into his carriage before you get even a syllable out. The quick ride is filled with mostly Sersi and Ikarus talking (flirting) while you nodded along with whatever they were talking about just watching how they interacted, both sporting light blushes as they speak. However your destination arrives before you can make any sort of comment

“Here we are, sir.”

“Thank you mr smith.”

Ikarus quickly hopped out helping you and sersi out. You both turn dipping into quick curtsies, bidding the young count goodbye. He gives us both a nod and slight bow, his gaze lingering on sersi once more before hopping into his carriage and driving away.

“I can't believe that just happened, you truly do know the count y/n”

“I told you I did. Besides, I don't think its that impressive to know a count.”

“y/n you should be excited! He's young,handsome, kind and comes from a wealthy Noble family. He would make a perfect husband.”

“HUSBAND?…….. No sersi. I know that all sounds nice to you but to me he will always be the boy next door that was nice to me one moment then would tease me the next till he all but disappeared one day.”

“Oh sweety im/“

“/no it's fine, I understand what you're saying but Ikarus just isn't for me, in fact I think you should take your own advice.”

She whips around about to gripe at you with a blush on her face when the door bursts open, kingos extravagant self standing there, before he pulls you both into the warm house. Music's playing lightly as the boisterous noises from the living room pull you all in. And there everyone is cheers ringing in the air as everyone is ready to finally celebrate your musical debut.

The sun was just beginning to peak over the horizon, everyone had turned in, some (cough kingo and sprite cough) where. Forced to turn in after a night of one to many. You however couldn't find sleep for the life of you. Still too high on the adrenaline of the day to find peace so you decide to go for a walk. The early morning shops were setting up and beginning their days.Couriers race beside you. A few people wished you good morning before they went about their days. All in all it was a peaceful morning walk that ended in the same place it always did. The place you always go when you're alone or pent up or sad, happy, really any emotion. This was your safe place, the small cathedral attached to the Opera house.

Like always a few lone candles flicker in the room's damp breeze. Just as you go to light an additional candle for your father a musical trilling sounds in the room startling you. Looking around you see where the music came from. Under the cathedral's small stained glass window set a beautiful music box. It was a silver box, not large but not too small. It’s had (your favorite flower )designed on it rounding all the sides and laying carefully carved on the top, with tiny gems that sparkled like stars scattered around

(I cant pick one they’re all to pretty)

Where did you come from?” just as your about to touch the bow that familiar glowing aura brushes over you

“hello my little muse.”

There's that voice. That voice that teaches you with a stern hardness. Tha voice that caresses you at night covering your body in goosebumps and making your heart race. The voice you dream about that has you held captive. He was your teacher, your savior, your angel, your phantom.

“Good morning master.” you go to move to turn around hopeful to finally see the being that has overtaken every fiber of your body

‘Wait!” you pause, the air feeling charged as you obey his command

“Let me take you in first , my muse.”

The basic evening wear you wore yesterday didn't bother you when you put it on but now you wished you wore anything else, but nevertheless you felt his gaze roam your body like the finest piece of art. Out of your peripheral you can just make out the bottoms of his pressed black slack, the elegant polished boots and the swishing of the evening cape he had on the red lining accentuating his legs.

You attempt to see more but he steps directly behind you. His body is warm in the cold room, as you feel his fingertips glide up your back. Before his hands up your shoulders.

“my beautiful beautiful muse, how you shined like the brightest star in the universe. The goddess Aphrodite herself would be envious.”

“thank you master”

“oh how i relish those words do say it again”

“master?”

“emmmmmmm yes I do like the sound of that. Do you like your present my muse” he asks gesturing to the music box

“its beautiful”

“The song inside is of my own composition, please open it and tell me what you think.”

you reluctantly move away from his warmth to step back towards the music box, still not daring to look back over your shoulder. Tracing your finger over the flower on the top, taking a much needed breath and open the box

a hauntingly beautiful melody leaks out.

“Does it please you?”

“Its breathtaking”

“I'm pleased that something so small could elicit such feelings. I wonder how you would react to me then” a million thoughts rush through your head, he's finally going to let me see him.

“Would you like to see me, my little muse?” He laughs “I can hear the thoughts rushing through your head.’

yes master falls from your lips

his body steps up to you again. No room between the roof you as his breath fans your ear and hands take place on your hips. You feel like the earth would fall out from under you if it weren’t for his presence keeping you grounded.

“Are you sure my muse.”

“yes master”

“hmmmmmmmmmmmm”

you feel his. Lips kiss your shoulder and something cold above his nose brushing against you before he pulls back and the words you’ve waited so long to hear are finally spoken.

“Very well……… Look at me.”

Tags

@cdragons @ethereal-athalia

#druig x female reader #druig x y/n #druig fanfiction #druig smut #druig x reader #eternals fanfiction #eternals x reader #sersi eternals #phantom of the opera

[beyondspaceandstars]

Treacherous (10)

Relationship: Druig x Reader Warnings: angst, fighting, maybe suggestive scenes Summary: Soulmate!AU - Soulmate tattoos are incredibly rare but you’ve never felt really proud to have one. Everyone else around you gushed over it while you found the whole thing ominous and a little inconvenient. Truthfully, you were never really convinced you’d find your other half… That is until a random camping trip leads you to a quaint village run by a dark and brooding man who just so happens to be your soulmate. Stuck in the forest with nothing else to lose, you agree to join his world, his little village, and see if there’s actually love behind the markings. A/N: sorry for the delay in this content! I have been in a bit of a funk when it comes to writing so I’ve been working on side projects plus I am working full-time again so skjfalsdkjaslfd life is hectic right now so bare with me! thank you! :) also this chapter is not a “fade to black” moment, you’ll just have to wait until the next part (which also has other important content to the overall story!)

‘Treacherous’ Masterlist | Main Masterlist

You didn’t know how long Druig left you in the forest but it sure felt like hours. Granted, it wasn’t the worst place he could keep you. The blanket was very nice and the pillows were actually pretty comfortable to lounge on. You even had some wine leftover. The breakfast of champions.

But, at the same time, you didn’t want to be stuck out here and Druig forcing you out here only fueled your annoyance. He claimed he wanted a partner, not a submissive soulmate, but at this point in time, you sure were feeling like the latter.

A few more moments passed and you were so close to defying his orders but then the sound of twigs snapping behind you caught your attention. Druig finally reappeared among the trees.

"Ready to head back?" He asked so casually, the tone catching you off-guard. You looked at him curiously.

"What… What happened?"

"Hmm?" Druig cocked his head. "Nothing, nothing. Everything’s fine."

You absolutely were not believing that even for a second. "Nothing seemed…fine when you stormed away."

"Well," he sighed, "now it is fine."

"Are you…sure?"

"Do you not trust me?" Druig snapped.

Trying. You were trying, you had to remind yourself. You took a deep breath and finally stood to face him. "Okay," you said. "If you say it’s all fine." You then proceeded to begin to clean up the make-shift picnic area Druig had laid out but he stopped you.

"I’ll just send someone else to collect the items," he said before taking your hand. You didn’t argue even though you did feel a bit bad someone was going to have to clean up after you. You silently let Druig lead you back to the village.

When you wove around the trees and the village came back into view, part of you had expected to find…something. You didn’t know what exactly but with Druig’s reaction still fresh in your mind, you thought you’d come back to some kind of chaos or panic among the villagers.

However, that just wasn’t the case.

The village looked normal. People were mingling about as they did their chores, chatting with one another, and fulfilling their duties like it was any other day. Even as you two made your way through the main square, you were greeted sporadically with kind smiles and shy waves. Nothing out of the ordinary.

As always, Druig paid careful but limited attention to the villagers. He eventually came to a stop just near some of the farmers.

"You will be assisting in the kitchen today," he informed you.

You frowned. "Excuse me?" But Druig didn’t look like this was up for debate. You didn’t particularly care. You had never been shoved into the kitchen before. You weren’t even certain Druig had considered it for you.

"I want you helping with meals for the day," he clarified despite fully aware that you heard him the first time.

You glanced over your shoulder at your crafting circle. Your project wasn’t laid out yet the women were still gathering. The circle was moving without you today for some reason. "I don’t understand," you muttered.

"Darling, please," Druig said with a sigh.

You could easily sense there was something he wasn’t sharing but you also know there was no way you were going to get it out of him very easily.

"Oh-Okay." You also let out a sigh. "Kitchen duty could be…fun." It actually did not sound fun to you but what could you do?

"Thank you," Druig muttered before grabbing your hand again and leading you to where meals were prepped.

The cooking was done on what appears to be a patio towards the back of the village. In this designated square there were tables littered with ingredients, utensils for preparing said ingredients, and large posts sitting over open flames ready for cooking. All of this was covered by a makeshift roof.

A group of villagers was already fast away at work when you and Druig arrived. Their heads turned towards you both like everyone possessed some sixth sense when Druig was around.

"Good day," he said in greeting to the workers. Once they acknowledged him, Druig adapted his tongue to their language, the explanation of his expectations and requests flowed from his mouth in Spanish so easily and…beautifully. You had to admit, his tone and speaking were of such an attractive uniqueness.

Not that you ever planned to admit that to him.

At least, not right now.

The villagers replied in a mix of English and Spanish. They sound enthusiastic that you were going to be joining them for the day. Or, really, for however long Druig decided this is where you belonged.

"Very well," Druig said with a nod. He then pointed to an unoccupied table that held mounds and mounds of fresh onions. "You are on chopping duty."

"Chopping duty?" You repeated with a chuckle. Sounded almost intimidating.

"Chopping duty," Druig repeated. He took your hand and led you to your station. The other villagers returned to their work, likely resisting their urge to peak at you.

Druig slid over a knife that had been at the end of the table. He then placed an onion in front of you.

Carefully, you picked up the pretty impressively fashioned knife and cut off one end of the onion. "These were grown here, I’m guessing."

"Of course," he replied. "We have a set of very skilled gardeners, naturally."

You chuckled. "Naturally."

You continued dicing up your first onion while Druig lingered by your side. He looked like he was wrestling with saying more but you tried not to notice.

Eventually, he spoke lowly and asked, "You will be okay here for the day?" His tone was suddenly just as off as his posture. But, again, you didn’t press him, not sure how much you wanted to step on his toes anymore — at least for the time being.

You mustered up a smile in encouragement as you glanced at him. "I’ll be just fine." You sighed. "I swear."

He nodded once like it was a definitive, contracted statement. And then he left. All you had to practically do was blink and then poof. It was like he couldn’t vanish fast enough. It was odd behavior but in a different way than earlier this morning. Druig in the morning had been cautious, curious. This, now, was him was anxiousness.

You fought back your thoughts about it. You had to. You had been tasked with a new chore today and while to some it may seem silly, you didn���t want to mess it up. Sure, it was just chopping onions — cooking wasn’t high on your hobby list but it was still fun — but you were trying, and trying meant putting in an effort to help the community run.

Carefully, you finished dicing your first onion and moved on to the next. There had to be at least fifty of these circular, tear-inducing vegetables waiting for you, and judging by the other vegetables on other tables, there was another stew to prepare. The fuel for the village, you joked to yourself.

Meticulously, you cut and diced, diced and cut, cut and diced. Attentively, cautiously, keep to yourself, letting the hours tick by, if that was even possible with such a mundane task. You tried to match the other villagers in focusing as you all worked in comfortable silence.

***

You did as you had been asked for pretty much the entire day. It wasn’t exactly as relaxing or exciting as knitting your blanket — a blanket you were very much missing right now — but it was…fine. It easily kept you busy and there was a hint of pride stored somewhere within you about the fact you were contributing to the village on a larger scale.

People would eat these cut-up onions. They would cook and add flavor wherever needed. Sure, it was silly to think of it like that, but it kept the knife moving.

You went on like that until you noticed the sun beginning to sink below the trees. Shortly thereafter, Druig came from around the corner, your eyes locked on one another immediately. He waltzed over to you slowly, his hands locked behind his back, a little something twinkling in his eyes. The entire thing almost — just almost — made you forget about the fact he had vanished, dropped you like a hot potato, this morning.

You broke the silence first. "Good evening." A couple of the other workers looked towards you two but then shifted back to their task.

"Hello, dear," Druig replied.

"Where have you been off to today?" You asked. You had to ask.

Something on Druig’s face flinched so quickly that you just about missed it. You pushed away from the last of the onions and set your knife back on the table.

"I have a surprise for you," he said before you could ask another question. Your brows furrowed.

"Druig—,"

"It’s smaller this time," he quickly rebuttal. "I promise."

Before you could interrogate him any further, Druig successfully distracted you by producing a lovely, large bouquet of flowers from behind his back. Your eyes grew wide at the sight of the vibrant, mixed flowers. So, his posture this time wasn’t some power act. He had been hiding flowers meant for…you.

Your jaw went slack as you gently took the bouquet from him. The fresh, sweet scents filled your nose. The gesture was just kind…so kind. Your body felt like it could nearly burst, the bond went crazy.

"Druig, these are so beautiful," you said in awe.

A light pink tinge graced Druig’s cheeks. "They’re fresh. Picked this afternoon."

"You… You picked me these flowers?" Stunned was an understatement.

Druig nodded. "We have a flower garden on the other side of the village, separate from the crops. I’m not kidding about our talented groundskeepers. I’ll… I’ll have to show you it sometime."

You stared down at the arrangement of Lillies, roses, and tulips, the whole bunch staring back at you. This too felt right, receiving flowers from your soulmate. You welcomed the tugging in your chest.

"I’d love that," you replied. "These are very gorgeous."

"Gorgeous flowers for a gorgeous girl," Druig said with a light laugh, but there was nothing light about that statement. It felt like a bolt of lightning struck the kitchen as an interesting silence crept between you two.

Druig ignored it though, not waiting for your response, and changed the subject swiftly. "I’d like to make us dinner tonight."

Your eyes shot back to your soulmate. "But I chopped all these onions."

Druig smirked as he glanced at your pounds and pounds of diced vegetables. "Your onions will be used for weeks to come, dear. No need to fret about it, I can assure you."

"Alright," you sighed in faux dramatic fashion. You were almost amazed now by how comfortable you were getting, especially at this moment. "That sounds nice."

"Wonderful," he said then motioned for you to walk ahead of him. "Shall we be getting home then?"

Home. Druig appeared eager to leave but your feet were planted. You were caught off guard by that word. A simple, one-syllable word, but still. It was a heavy word. Home.

Home as in…a place you two shared. A place you resided with him, turned to at the end of a long day. Together.

It had always just been the house, but now it’s a home. At least to Druig it was. Was it for you, as well?

"Darling? You alright?" Druig suddenly asked, pulling you out of your swirling thoughts. He had turned back to you, his eyes searched over your features frantically, concerned. You knew he could feel your fear just as you felt his worry now.

"Y-Yeah." You cleared your throat and tried not to choke your flowers. "Let’s go…home." Tasting the word on your lip, letting it flow carelessly, was both weird and liberating. The bubble had been popped, the bomb had exploded, and now it sat between you two. Your eyes met Druig’s only briefly before you were charing ahead of him, towards the home.

A distance was kept between you two as you walked through the village and off towards the back where your home sat. You walked this path a good number of times by now but this time, there was something new in the air.

You could feel it everything. In each step. In the flowers you held. In the words you had just spoken. In the way Druig’s eyes were on you as you climbed the porch steps of your home.

You two entered silently, Druig immediately heading towards the kitchen, starting whatever he had decided would be for dinner. You followed cautiously, staring down at your flowers.  

"Would you like a vase for them?" Druig asked, breaking the silence in the most shocking yet comforting way.

"Do we — you have vases?" You asked. We. You hadn’t caught yourself in time. You said it like all these things belonged to you both and always had.

But, also…didn’t they? Didn’t Druig elude to that on your first day? Everything was falling into place for him. That was the something in the air. His eyes glimmered ever so slightly as he nodded towards the cabinet above the kitchen sink.

You quickly turned away from him, making a beeline for where he had pointed to. Gently, you placed the flowers on the counter beside you then opened the cabinet. Sure enough, there were a few vases hidden away. You didn’t know what to make of it as you grabbed the first one you saw and began filling it with water.

You were so into this mindless, pointless task that you hadn’t noticed Druig coming up behind you until hands were planted on either of your hips. You jumped, making the vase fall out of your hands. It landed in the sink with a thud, the sound almost as loud as your heart, which threatened to beat out of your chest.

"Aren’t you… Aren’t you making dinner?" The words stupidly tumbled out of your mouth before you could stop them. Dinner? Really? That’s what you were worried about? You mentally kicked yourself. The man was practically breathing down your neck, his hands like locks on your hips, and you asked about dinner?

The air in the room shifted. It was heavy like you could almost grab whatever it was. "I have a question for you," Druig muttered.

"A—A question?" You were lucky you were able to get out those words. You weren’t sure you could even answer a question at this point. He was just so close. Everything about him was overwhelming constantly but this was a level on par with last night. Your mind flashed back to your night together under the stars. Giving in felt so good so you’d do it again.

You relaxed in Druig’s hold as you awaited this question.

"You’ve sensed it too, haven’t you?"

You blinked, unsure of how to respond to the incredibly vague yet incredibly deep question.

"Sensed…it?" Was playing dumb the way out of it?

"Last night in the forest… When I gave you those flowers… When you agreed this place was home… You’re enjoying yourself here. With me."

Your heart was torn at his accusations. You had to admit, being here with him, your soulmate, was panning out fairly well. But how could you come to such a conclusion so fast? Even before you agreed to "try," you hadn’t been living in misery. Uncomfortable from time to time, sure, but …you certainly weren’t suffering per se.

"Maybe we should see how it goes the next couple of days—,"

You felt Druig shake his head. "Am I wrong?"

The sink was still running so you turned it off and then force yourself to twist in his grasp. He allowed but his hands never dared to leave your sides.

When you finally faced him, looks of longing, desperation, and admiration all shined throughout his tempting, soft eyes. A completely different persona than that seen among the villagers. You weren’t sure you had seen anything like this before but it was for you, it was right. You didn’t know how you knew that, but you did.

"No," you whispered. "No, I don’t think you’re wrong. I—I’m maybe not sure, but—,"

Druig apparently wanted to hear no more. Everything happened so fast. His eyes left your gaze, landed on your lips, and then he was leaning. He completely cut off your words as he captures your lips with his.

Soft and supple, the kiss was no different than that of the one on your first date. Only this time, you responded to it with much more confidence and passion. You tried meeting him where he was and, yes, it felt pretty damn good to do.

As your lips worked together, in what could be described as a fiery fight, Druig’s hands left your hips and slowly crept up your side until he was caressing your face. You leaned into the touch, letting him hold you into his body even more. It was like your body was coming alive. A key turned in its lock.

Hesitantly yet forcefully, Druig broke the kiss. He pressed his forehead against yours and muttered two words that sent your heart spiraling: "Follow me."

You didn’t respond as his hand left your cheek, finding your wrist which he grabbed effortlessly. He pulled you with him out of the kitchen and down the hallway.

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[yelenasdiary]

🎨

“Show us a sneak peek from a WIP!”

I’ve been working on a darker vibe Fic!

Parings: Natasha Romanoff x Reader

Without giving away too much but Reader is apart of Tony’s Mob & they’re trying to retrieve something from the Avengers but Reader & Nat fall for one another with Nat exposing Reader to the truth of their life.

This will have 10 parts.

Sneak peek:

Bucky, Druig, Erik and You left the room as a group, returning to the activities you were doing before the meeting. Your lunch still warm enough to eat as you grabbed it from the kitchen countertop. “So, what’s the go with The Black Widow?” you asked Bucky, sitting down next to him on the sofa in the living room.

“Don’t go there. You heard Tony, he wants you to stay away”

“Oh, come on Buck, don’t be like that” you pouted, “I just want to know why” you added.

“Because you’re into women and Tony knows why you asked about her. That’s why he wants you to stay away” Bucky explained, taking off his vibranium arm to polish and clean. “What’s the go with the avengers anyway? Who are they?” you asked before taking a mouthful of mac and cheese.

“Just a group of people who think they’re great. There’s Steve Rogers, Thor, Sam Wilson, Natasha Romanoff, Clint Barton, Kate Bishop is basically Clint’s pet, Yelena Belova whose Romanoff’s sister, Bruce Banner, Wanda Maximoff, and some toaster named Vision” Bucky rubbed the cloth around his arm, “they’re all under Nick Fury’s watch, Maria Hill basically gives them orders”

“So why does Tony want me to come if he’s so worried about me and Romanoff?”

Bucky shrugged, “I don’t know. Maybe he thinks you can handle yourself more” he suggests.

#yelenasdiary asks #natasha romanoff #natasha romanoff x reader

[wickeddruig]

Fuckboy

part two

part one

pairings: fuckboy!druig x fem!reader

summary: after you drunk text druig he picks you up from the bar and takes care of you

warnings: fluff, angst, face riding, jealousy, unedited

word count: 1.3k

you were throwing your ass back on some guy you met at the bar. you didn’t know him and you didn’t really care. what you did know is that you weren’t going home with this one. after druig you decided to be a bit more picky with the guys you fucked.

not because he was bothering you, he actually let you be for the most part. it was because you don’t think any other guy could fuck you the way he could. you fought the urge to text him almost every night. wanted to know how many positions he could make you cum in, wanted to feel his tongue on you again.

you knew not very many guys could make you feel like that again because sure as hell didn’t make you feel like that before druig. you get a text and you pull your phone looking at it ‘speaking of the devil’ you think to yourself.

druig: you up?

at first you were going to say no but you were already thinking of him and the things he could be going to you. so why the hell not? you were also already drunk.

you: yes

druig: come see me

you: at a bar, come get me

if you were going to fuck him the least he could do is come pick you up. you moved from the dance floor because some bitches kept bumping into you. you waited for his response

druig: of course, beautiful

you knew he would come get you. you sent your location to him. which you would realize was a mistake later on. you got an extra drink from the bar before heading out and waiting outside. not too much longer druig pulled up. he got out of the car and helped you as you fumbled. he opened the door and put you inside, putting your seatbelt on.

“what a gentleman” you slurred

druig didn’t say anything he just got into the driver seat and pulled out. as he drove he kept looking over at you, you were completely fucked up, he obviously was not going to try anything with you.

as much as he wanted you, he knew how disgusting it would be to fuck you while drunk especially when you hadn’t shown signs of wanting to have sex with him when you were sober, even if you did that wouldn’t be right. only a fucking loser would take advantage of that moment.

he pulled into his building and helped you out of the car. he tried to get you to stand but you obviously couldn’t walk straight so he threw you over his shoulder. he closed the car door and walked into his building. he went straight up to his dorm. no one was there because it was so late so it saved you a lot of embarrassment.

he opened the room to his dorm and to his surprise neither of his roommates were there so he quickly shuffled to his room, closing it behind him. he placed you on the bed, taking off your shoes. he laid you in the bed and then took of his clothes.

getting in his bed only in his boxers like he usually does. he pulled the extra air mattress out that he kept for his siblings when they came to stay for the weekends. sometimes to visit or sometimes for the college parties.

his sisters loved college boys, he enjoyed when they stayed even though he’d literally never admit that. he set up the air mattress with blankets and pillows laying on it. he wanted to cuddle you but he didn’t want you to feel comfortable. he drifted off to sleep because he was starting to hear your drunken snores and he wanted to be well asleep before they got any louder.

you jolted awake as you heard a loud slam, you looked around at your surroundings and you noticed it was not your room. you started to panic until you realized you recognized the room. it was druigs, you also started to panic again thinking you two had sex last night until you looked down and saw that you were fully clothed. out of the glimpse of your eye you saw the mattress on the ground. you assumed druig slept there last night.

“good morning sunshine” druig said walking into his bedroom with two plates, he set them both on the table.

“good morning” you said sitting up “how’d you know i was awake”

“i’ve been drunk before, i know loud noises wake you up” he said a bit sarcastically. he picked one plate up and handed it to you. it was breakfast food.

“you made this?” you asked, no one had ever made you breakfast especially not a guy.

“i mean, it’s only pancakes and bacon but yeah” he said picking up his plate and sitting on the edge of the mattress “it’s not rocket science”

he let out a little chuckle at his own statement. he didn’t say it in a rude town, he meant it to be funny and it was. you liked his sense of humor.

“okay this maybe just breakfast but it’s fucking good” you said to him the bacon was perfect “it’s like you knew exactly how i liked my bacon”

“once when they had served bacon for breakfast in the dining hall i overheard you saying how you liked your bacon” he replied looking up at you

fuck, you thought, no one had ever done no shit like that fit you before. that was some straight out of a rom com movie type of shit. you leaned towards him to kiss him on the lips, it was supposed to be a thank you but once you kissed him he immediately grabbed you, pulling you on to the air mattress.

he had you on top of him with his hands on your hips. you already had your hands desperately gripping your hair. he moved one hand to your ass and squeezed it as he slid his tongue against your lower lip asking for entrance. you parted your lips accepting his tongue into your mouth and he slipped his touch into your mouth, both of your tongues fighting for dominance. after a few more moments he pulled away.

“sit on my face” he demanded, slapping your ass. you obeyed and slid the dress off that you had on last night.

you didn’t wear any underwear so you were completely naked. you hovered above druig’s face and before you could even position yourself perfectly. he grabbed your ass and brought your pussy down to his face.

you began to grind of his face as you felt his tongue in your entrance, he was literally tongue fucking you. you arched your back and slid your hands to his hair, gripping it tightly.

“so fucking good” he muttered while you were on top of him. his nose was pressed against your clit while he moved his tongue in and out of your hole. you had never been more grateful for a man with a big nose in your life.

you felt his tongue in your asshole for a moment before he moved his mouth to completely on your clit. he was sucking and licking, swirling his tongue every now and it was driving you insane. you were singing his name. you picked up the speed, fucking his face while he fucked your pussy with his tongue.

“can i cum please?” you could barely make the sentence out.

“come for me m’darling” he said and you immediately released not waiting a second longer. you got off of of him and leaned over, kissing him long and hard. tasting yourself on his lips.

“you dirty girl” he laughed, pulling at one of your curls. he knew exactly what you were doing.

druig laid back, catching his breath. he wanted to be happy that he just got to please you. you tasted amazing. but he was sad that he wasn’t the could possibly be tasting you. he had never felt like this for a girl. jealous of he other partners, possible partners that couldn’t (hopefully didn’t) exit. he sat there wondering what the hell you were doing to him.

part three

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[peterparkersnose]

ALSO IT’S ME AGAIN. HEAR ME OUT: barry keoghan!joker with a harley quinn-esque reader oh yes

Apprentice

barry keoghan!joker x reader

barry keoghan!joker x harley!themed reader

word count: 1.9k

warnings: SMUT m!receiving oral, descriptions of grime, creepiness of the joker, perverted remarks, mentions of sexual toys and alcohol, a small sort of age gap, manipulation, nudity

a/n i hate this lowkey, but i love this lowkey. also love barry, i miss writing for druig.

summary y/n is a senior in college in an apprenticeship at Arkham. She meets Joker, and falls for his peculiar ways.

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read time: 7 mins 12 seconds

Taking an apprenticeship your senior year of college is normal. You have studied Psychology for nearly four years now, it was time for you to research your field. It was between Northshore Asylum or Arkham Asylum. You hoped for the Northshore card out of the draw with your lab partner, but you got the shorter end of the stick. 

Northshore was a kind place. Great funding, well cared for patients, it even sat along the lake. But you were given Arkham. Arkham was in the city southern to yours, Gotham. You’ve heard of some not-so-great things that happen there. Gotham was usually a large topic in your county’s news. You knew of infamous criminals lived there in some questionable conditions. 

***

You chose your white pencil skirt, and matched it with your black blazer. Looking in the mirror, you sighed. Today was your first day in your apprenticeship. You quickly tied your hair up into a loose bun and grabbed your purse. It was time to leave. 

Pulling up to Arkham in your white preppy car felt out of place. It was a dark building with dark gates. You could have sworn the sky was clear when you left, but a sudden cloud seemed to linger around the place. There wasn’t even any gate service. You just pulled into the crumbing parking lot, ignoring the cracked windows in the service center. 

You were met with a doctor almost immediately when you entered the facility. His name was Doctor Fox. Oddly enough, he searched you. You felt foolish when he had to take your earrings, you should have known better than. Obviously, nothing even remotely sharp was allowed in by the inmates. When walking into the briefing arena, you noticed the lack of staff. It was an understatement to say Arkham was understaffed. One employee to a cell of six. That was in the more low-risk areas. 

Your heart dropped when Doctor Fox walked past the low-risk ward. He pulled you aside, right outside the high-risk doors. 

“We’re starting you off on a high case. Your marks are some of the highest we’ve ever seen from your area. Is it true you specialized in lunatic insanities?” he asked. Shocked at his bluntness you replied “Yes, I have been for the past two years.” you assured him. He shook his head in approval and brought you in. 

You were horrified when you walked in the first chapter of the ward. The women's ward. Dusty stained glass boxes were their only way of seeing sunlight. Blood stained the concrete walls along with other dark stains. The bars were built so tightly together, maybe a finger or two could only pass through. 

“We’re not stopping here,” Doctor Fox assured you. “You ever hear of the Joker case?”

You stopped in your tracks. Ignoring the hissing and slurs from the women around you, you turned to Doctor Fox with a concerned look. 

“We’re trying to find the affects of acid on the brain. Nobody has lived like him with that much exposure.” 

“So your telling me I’m studying the Joker?” you asked, crossing your arms.  “Miss L/N I recommend you do not speak to your superior with such… tone.” he hissed, guiding you towards the men's ward. 

Eerily quiet, you held your breathe as you looked at the equally horrific conditions that these people had to live in. “Finger, please.” Doctor Fox said, extending his hand for yours. He took your pointer figure and placed it on an electronic pad. You were impressed by the advanced security around this one man versus the other residents. “We take our security around him very… seriously.” he said. You felt a chill go down your spine. 

“I’m going to lead the first session, you are just going to watch. Do you understand?” he asked. You shook your head. 

The door clicked and unlocked. You looked towards the floor, fighting every instinct to look. You first heard his heavy breathing, and then his haunting voice. 

“You brought me a lady today, Foxy?”

You swallowed and took your seat next to Doctor Fox. The Joker sat across from you two, shackled at the opposite end of the table. “This is Miss L/N, my apprentice. I understand you will show her resp-” “Quite a beautiful young lady, hmm? Tryna tempt me, Foxy?” 

You felt the lump in your throat grow as you felt his eyes burning into you. “Take notes,” Doctor Fox reminded you. You moved your eyes from your shoes to the pad of paper resting in your lap. 

“She won’t look at me.” Joker giggled. “Too afraid to see the acid man?” 

Your lip quivered as your eyes moved to the table. Following the metal sheen, you made your way to his hands. The bloodied fingers, bitten and ripped nails, and the scarring on his hands made you feel compassion for this man. Your eyes met his.

Your heart stopped. You audibly gasped. He gave you the ugliest smile you’ve ever seen. The patches of missing hair, the scarring everywhere on his body. 

You kept his gaze as your breathe caught up to your heartbeat. “I-I need a break,” you announced, almost slamming your pad of paper on the table and erupting through the doors. You slid down on the wall and brought your knees to your chest. 

Doctor Fox soon entered through the doors, and placed a hand on your shoulder. “It’s not easy. But we need to resume session.” 

You walked back in the room and met his gaze again. He was laughing in his seat. He would be rolling on the ground if he wasn't shackled to the chair. “I scare ya that much sweetheart?” 

You ignored his comment and started taking notes. An hour into session, you were bored out of your mind. He had been very obviously dodging comments about his childhood, his past lovers, his education. Trying to get information out of this man was very hard. Looking at the scarred lines of his face, you tried to wonder what he looked like before the accident. 

“I was beautiful, oh, so beautiful. If your wondering, darling.” Joker slurred. “I can see you watching my face, honey.” 

A chill went down your spine. Thank god the timer went off, todays session was over.

***

After your concluding statements with Doctor Fox, you found yourself needing to use the restroom. After downing about three water bottles, you had to pee. 

The public restrooms were down the hall from the prisoner restrooms. Following the signs, you caught a quick glimpse of the prisoner showers. And to your luck, there stood your new study washing himself. He didn’t notice you. No, not at first. You watched him scrub his scarred back. You were enamored with the scars, tracing over each dip with your mind. Then, he noticed you. Making eye contact, he let out a loud laugh. Startled by this, you made your way quickly towards the bathroom. 

You cursed yourself for being so stupid while sitting on the toilet. If Joker spoke, you could loose your apprenticeship on your first day. Peeping on your subject in the shower? Are you kidding me? Fox would have you fired on the spot, you just knew it. Why were you looking at him in the first place? 

No.

Oh, no. No.

You weren't attracted to this monster. Were you?

You pushed those thoughts to the back of your head. You quickly finished up in the bathroom, longing for your unopened bottle of wine waiting for you back at your apartment. 

And of course to your luck, just as you were leaving you were met with the man again. He was with a guard escorting him back to his cell. You gave the guard a quick nod, ignoring him in complete. Making your way down the hall, you heard shouting. 

“Fight!” you heard someone yell. You turned your eyes back down the hallway, and saw the guard escorting the Joker panicking. He had to go help this situation, but he couldn’t leave him there. “Nurse!” the guard yelled down to you. “Come escort him back to cell E-2949.”

You grabbed the Joker’s shackles from the guard, and gave the Joker an honest look. You could see the pain of a real man behind those eyes. More guards ran past you two by the second. You started walking towards the E block of cells, finding them empty but the last one. 

He sat in his cell, staring at you through the safety box. He was surprisingly quiet. You gave him a nod, preparing to leave. 

“Y/N!” you heard from him. You were shocked, how did he know your name? “Fox briefed me on you. Before you know, you studied my fucked up brain!” he laughed. “You are very, very beautiful. I meant that in there. Joker doesn’t lie.” 

You felt a blush coming to your cheeks. “I am very sorry about your… accident.” you sighed. “I can tell you were a very beautiful man. You are a very beautiful man.”

Joker laughed, this time it didn’t scare you as much. “Are you, beautiful beautiful Y/N flirting with me?” “And what if I am?” you smirked. He brought himself close up to the bars. 

“You are making me extremely hot,” he spit out. “Keep your job, baby doll. We can keep this between us. I promise, I promise I won’t pull anything. Maybe your hair,” he whispered, taking a few strands of your hair in his fingers. 

You opened the safety gate, and met him inside. Still in his shackles, he moved his hands to move your glasses up on your face. “What are you doing?” you asked him, chest rising up and down. “You know what it takes to get blown in here? I have been craving a sweet, sweet mouth like yours.” he sighed. He then licked your chin, and made his way up to your temple. “Do me the pleasure honey, please.”

You couldn’t resist his temper. The demeanor of his voice, the longing for the touch of a woman. Your hands wandered to the waistband of his prison pants. He let out a loud sigh. You got down on your knees, searching quickly for any guards nearby. You pulled down his pants, and revealed the bulge growing in his boxers. “Oh honey, you are so good. So good to me.” he whispered, placing his hands on your head.

You took his penis out of his boxers. It was beautifully scarred like the rest of him. You gasped at the size of it, not knowing what to expect. You carefully guided your mouth onto it, grabbing the base near his balls. 

Joker laughed the whole time. The farther down your throat he went, the more you loosened up. When you began to gag, it got him going even more. Laughter and moaning mixed filled your ears. 

He didn’t give you a warning when he finished. You just felt hot, warm cum drowning down your throat. He grunted a sane grunt, one a stable man would make. 

Slowly taking his dick out of your mouth, he grabbed your chin just as the tip fell out of your mouth, leaving drops of cum on your chin and chest. “Such a good, good girl.”

You tidied yourself up, using a bit of water from his nasty prison sink. You buttoned up your blazer once again, and fixed your messy hair. 

“See ya next week you hot piece of ass!” you heard him yelling down the hall. 

You swallowed once again, walking past the results of the fight. The cafeteria was trashed, blood was on the floor. 

You collected your belongings at the front desk and made your way to your car. The taste of cum was still sitting in your mouth. 

Now waiting at home was a bottle of wine, and your vibrator. 

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[artemisthewh0re]

˜”*°•. Masterlist .•°*”˜

Taglist

This is a list of all my works by character and subject.

P.s I write specifically for curvy women and black readers. I will not change what I write for you. I can make it vague but that's it.

Requests are CLOSED

🌶️= smut 🧸= Fluff 🌙= Comfort

Adam Sackler

Dad!Adam Sackler Head Cannon 🧸

Not Good Enough 🧸🌙 (implied 🌶️)

Friend Part 1🧸 Part 2 🌶️

Don't Go 🌶️

Imperfect 🌙🧸 TW: ED

Loss 🌙 TW: Miscarriage

Charlie Barber

DILF 🌶️

Flip Zimmerman

Midnight Drive-in 🌶️

Wash Day (blurb) 🧸

Friends to Lovers 🧸

Forgetfulness 🧸

Slice of Life 🧸

Steve Rogers

A Steve Rogers Christmas 🧸

Sleepy Head 🧸

Druig

Bathroom Mischief 🌶️

Loki

Missing You 🌶️

Peter Parker

Sniffles (blurb)🧸

Bucky Barnes

Beefy!Bucky x Chubby Reader HC 🧸Tongue 🌶️

Trouble Makers 🧸

Good Father 🧸🌙

Thor

Thor x Chubby Black Reader HC 🧸NSFW Alphabet 🌶️

Frank Castle

Wounds 🌶️

Needy 🌶️

Bruce Banner

Panic 🧸🌙(some serious topics of PTSD)

Steven Grant

Pretty Please 🌶️

Miguel O'hara

Hear You 🌶️

Miguel takes you to meet his family 🌶️

Choose you 🌶️

Eddie Munson

Tiny Bullies 🧸

Fluff Headcanon 🧸

Taking Eddie's Virginity 🌶️

For You

Jim Hopper

Dad's Best Friend 🌶️

Hannibal Lecter (Mads Mikkelsen)

Brat 🌶️

Sam McDonald (Ginger Snaps)

Blue Dream 🌶️

Shopping Day🧸

Russell Baze

Lazy Mornings 🧸

Ethan Sawyer

Cramps 🧸

Matthew Lillard

Friends to Lovers Trope 🧸

Duncan Vizla

Ice Cold 🌶️

Mickey Altieri

Hair day 🧸

Tangerine

Hookup Extended Ver.🌶️

Closet 🌶️

Kit Walker

SOL Blurb🧸

Hurt- One. One Extended Ver. Two

Joel Miller

Sweetheart 🌶️🧸

Darlin' 🌙

#reader insert #black reader #black girl reader #black!fem!reader #adam driver #fanfic #chubby black reader #adam driver x chubby black reader #chubby reader #reader insert fluff #adam driver x black reader #charlie barber x black!fem!reader #plus sized reader #beefy!bucky x chubby black reader #druig x plus sized black reader #hannibal x black reader #steve rogers x chubby black girl #thor x black reader #peter parker fluff #loki x black reader #adam sackler x chubby black reader #fluff headcanon #smut #interracial smut #masterlist #adcu fic #adcu community #kit walker x chubby black reader #kit walker x reader #kit walker x black reader

[waywardsummoner46]

Character List~

Finally! It is here. Hopefully this helps you all with any confusion or just in general.

What I’ll write: 

Polyamorous relationships (character x reader x character)

Plain old character x reader

sibling!character or parent!character x reader

Absolutely any AU at all, I’ll list a few ideas down the list

Any version of a character (yandere, dark, etc.)

Literally anything I guess, if it bothers me I’ll let you know!

For certain characters the requests will be strictly platonic however I’m still willing to write dark stuff for them too.

There’s also definitely some I’ve missed so if you don’t see a character or fandom you’re interested in, don’t be afraid to ask!

I’ll put a star next to the characters I’m most interested in writing just in case your struggling to choose!

So here’s the list itself (it’s a bit messy I’m afraid oops):

Supernatural

·        Dean Winchester (most versions of) *

·        Sam Winchester (most versions of) *

·        Castiel (most versions of) *

·        Gabriel *

·        Charlie Bradbury

·        Jack Kline (platonic)

·        Bobby Singer (platonic)

·        Rowena Macleod

·        Crowley

Grishaverse

·        Kaz Brekker

·        Inej Ghafa

·        Nina Zenik

·        Matthias Helvar

·        Jesper Fahey

·        Wylan van Eck

·        Aleksander Morozova *

·        Nikolai Lantsov *

·        Alina Starkov

·        Zoya Nazyalenski

·        Genya Safin

MCU

·        Peter Parker (all versions) *

·        Loki *

·        Doctor Strange *

·        Natasha Romanoff

·        Yelena Belova

·        Steve Rogers

·        Druig * 

·        Milo/Lucien

X-Men

·        Charles Xavier

·        Peter Maximoff

·        Jean Grey

·        Logan

Guardians of the Galaxy

·        Gamora

·        Nebula

Defenders

·        Matt Murdock

·        Jessica Jones

·        Kilgrave

·        Billy Russo*

Sherlock

·        Benedict Cumberbatch *

·        Henry Cavill

DC~

·        Joker (Barry Keoghan or Heath Ledger)

·        The Riddler (Paul Dano)

·        Superman

·        Poison Ivy

·        Harley Quinn

·        Dick Grayson (any version of) *

·        Jason Todd (any version of)

·        Tim Drake

·        Damian Wayne (platonic unless aged-up)

·        Wonder Woman

·       John Constantine (Keanu Reeves)

·       Anarky

Gotham

·      Jerome Valeska

·      Jeremiah Valeska *

·      Edward Nygma

The Witcher

·        Geralt of Rivia

·        Jaskier

Dune

·        Paul Atreides *

·        Channi

Twilight~

·        Jasper Hale - Major Whitlock (the fan concept of a different, more dominant personality for him interests me a lot so...) *

·        Alice Cullen

·        Aro

Doctor Who

·        Ten

·        Eleven

The Boys

·        Soldier Boy

Divergent

·        Tobias Eaton

·        Tris Prior

Harry Potter

·        Tom Riddle *

·        Marauders Era!Remus Lupin *

·        Marauders Era!Sirius Black

·        Newt Scamander

Scream

·         Billy Loomis

·         Stu Macher

The Maze Runner

·         Thomas

·         Newt - Crank!Newt

Once Upon A Time

·         Peter Pan *

Star Wars

·         Kylo Ren

·         Anakin Skywalker

·         Luke Skywalker

·         Leia Organa

Star Trek

·         Khan Noonien Singh

Throne of Glass (please for the love of god request for this!!!! If you haven’t read it, I highly recommend it!)

·        Rowan Whitethorn *

·        Aelin Galathynius *

·        Aedion Ashryver

·       Dorian Havilliard (with or without collar) *

·       Manon Blackbeak *

·       Ansel of Briarcliff

·       Asterin Blackbeak

·       Elide Lochan

·       Lorcan Salvaterre

·       Fenrys Moonbeam

·       Lysandra

·       Nesryn Faliq

·       Sam Cortland

The Cruel Prince

·       Cardan Greenbriar *

·        Jude Duarte

Percy Jackson and Related

·        Piper McLean

·        Hazel Levesque

·        Nico di Angelo

·        Leo Valdez *

The Mortal Instruments

·       Jace Herondale

American Horror Story

·       James Patrick March *

·       Tate Langdon

·       Kai Anderson

Teen Wolf

·       Stiles Stilinski - Nogitsune *

Caraval

·       Legend *

·       Jacks, The Prince of Hearts *

·       Donatella Dragna

·       Scarlett Dragna

Walker

·       Cordell Walker

My Bloody Valentine

·       Tom Hanniger

Cry Wolf 2005

·       Tommy Jordan

Peaky Blinders

·       Tommy Shelby

Gilmore Girls

·        Dean Forester

Good Omens

·        Crowley (Nanny Ashtoreth)*

·        Aziraphale*

Little Women

·       Theodore “Laurie” Laurence

The Matrix

·       Neo *

·       Trinity

Brooklyn Nine Nine

·       Rosa Diaz

·       Jake Peralta

·       Gina Linetti

Kingdom of the Wicked

·       Emilia di Carlo

·       Wrath

·       Lust

A Court of Thorns and Roses (still reading, will add more characters as I go on)

·    Rhysand

·    Feyre

·    Lucien

·    Nesta

·    Mor

·    Azriel

·    Cassian

·    Amren

House of the Dragon

·    Daemon Targaryen

·    Rhaenyra Targaryen

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[callsign-fox]

Old Friends - Dark Druig

pairing: druig x female!reader/eternal

written with @fanficgirl429

--------------------------------------------------- It was just past two in the morning as I stood alone in a dark alley staring up at a pink neon sign that read, ‘Beautiful Women’. Below it, the black faded letters and numbers of an address were barely legible:

15662 Hooke Street.

I reached into my pocket and pulled out a small crumpled up paper and opened it. The address matched.  Although I had hoped I was accidentally given the wrong address, I knew deep down this was the right place. I could feel it.

The doors to the club opened and three men walked out, two rather large and the other short and thin. The two large men flanked me, their hands on their guns as if they knew what I was capable of.

I smiled at each of them, “Gentleman.”

The smallest one who stood in front of me looked me up and down. His eyes lingered on my bare thighs but I didn’t say a word. After a moment he finally brought his eyes back up to mine. “M’am, this is a private club. Invite only I’m afraid.” This time his eyes dropped to my breasts that were unintentionally perky in this extra tight cocktail dress. “That is unless you’re looking for work. A girl like you could make excellent money on a night like this.”

How flattering.

“No, thank you. I am actually here to see your boss.”

The three men laughed, “Young lady, go home.”

I took a step forward toward the short man and his laughter quickly ended. I didn’t have to see them to know the two large men at my sides both had their guns out and pointed in my direction. It was my turn to laugh. “We can do this the easy way, or the hard way. I don’t want to hurt you, but I could kill all three of you without lifting a finger.” I took another step closer and smiled, “Well, I may have to lift one finger.”

We stood in silence, none of us wanting to make the first move. It was clear they had orders and couldn’t just kill as they pleased.

As promised, I lifted my index finger and a golden glow emanated from the tip. I could feel the heartbeat of the man standing in front of me, one flick of my finger and he was dead.

“How do you claim to know the boss?” The man caught me off guard and the sound of his heartbeat vanished.

How did I know him?

I’ve known him for as long as I can remember. He was my friend and my family. I’d spent days in bed getting to know every inch of his body, and him getting to know mine. We fought side by side against creatures humans could only dream about. I loved him with every fiber of my being.

“He’s an old friend.”

The three men exchanged questioning looks before the short one turned back to me. “Follow me.”

I wasn't sure what to expect. From the outside there was no sound, but once you stepped off the elevator and into the club it was an overwhelming amount of revelry.

I followed the short man past poker and blackjack tables until we came to another set of elevators. He stopped as the door opened and gestured for me to go in. I obliged and was quickly joined by three other men I had not met yet that greeted me quietly before pressing B4.

As the elevator began to move a sudden feeling came over me that I couldn't control. I took a deep breath and my heartbeat slowed to a steady rhythm. It was a high I hadn’t felt in over five hundred years. He was close to me now.  

I hadn't realized the door to the elevator had opened on the opposite side we came in and the three men were already out and walking into another large room with dim blue lighting.

I held my breath as the men parted and my eyes landed on Druig.  

He was currently engaged with a big breasted brunette and hadn’t noticed us enter the room. It wasn’t until one of the men who escorted me down here cleared his throat that Druig took his eyes off of the girl beside him, his full attention turned to me.

“Boss, sorry to bother you, we found this young lady at the door demanding to see you.”

Druig ignored the man that spoke to him, his expression blank as he continued staring in my direction.

Despite the overwhelming happiness of seeing him once again, after all of this time, I couldn't help but feel absolute disgust.

He stood up abruptly, his eyes glowing gold, “Everybody get the fuck out!”

It didn’t take long for the room to empty out leaving the two of us alone in awkward silence.

A few minutes went by before I finally spoke up, “Well, she was lovely.”

Druig took a step toward me, anger written on his face. “What the fuck are you doing here?! You shouldn't have come here Y/N!”

“What the fuck are you doing here? What is this place? What kind of sketchy bullshit are you involved in Druig!”

Druig sighed. “I run one of the most profitable clubs in Madripoor! It may not be as fancy as teaching in London or acting in Bollywood but it’s how I make a profit.” He took another step towards me. “What are you up to these days anyway? Aren’t you an Avenger now?”

“I guess you could say that.”

“You always did care for the humans. You were born to be an Avenger.” He said, running his hand through his unkempt hair, “How did you find me?”

“I called Nick Fury. He’s the head of S.H.I.E.L.D., or at least he was. I’m not too sure what he does these days, but he’s very precise. It only took him 30 seconds to pinpoint your location.”

”Why now?”

I rolled my eyes, “Why now what?”

“Why did you come to find me now? Why not six months ago? Why not three hundred years ago?”

“Because I didn’t want to,” I lied.

Pain was visible on his face, but only for a second. “Then why are you here? You still haven’t answered my question,” Druig shot back.

“Sersi called me. She heard things, bad things. She wanted me to come and check on you…” I glanced around the room at the empty glasses and smoke rising from ashtrays, “But it seems she was misinformed. You seem to be doing just fine with your new friends!” I gestured to the now empty seats.

He smiled and took another step forward, “I’d be lying if I said I missed that snarky attitude of yours.”

This time I took a step forward closing the gap between us, “This snarky attitude is the least of your worries.”

I saw my opportunity and took it. I hooked my right leg with his and shoved my palms hard into his chest. He went down quickly, pulling me with him.

I pressed my knees against both of his hands preventing him from escaping. “I’ve always been stronger than you!”

The tussle must have caught the attention of two guards as they came barreling through the door, “Boss!”

“GET OUT!“ Druig yelled, his eyes still locked with mine.

I glanced up at them which was a mistake. I gasped as Druig tossed me off of him and quickly pinned me to the floor. “You’ve been practicing! With that brunette I bet.”

“Careful, your jealousy is showing.”

I forced my knee hard into his side, he groaned at the sudden pain but grabbed my leg before I could do it again. His hand moved slowly over the smooth skin of my thigh, continuing upward when he reached the bottom of my dress. “I’m not jealous.”

He grabbed both of my wrists and shoved them hard over my head against the dark wood floor. Druig leaned down, his lips brushing gently over my ear, then down to the nape of my neck, before dropping even lower until his lips were pressed against my breast, ”I’ll be honest, if our roles were reversed and I walked in to see you half naked on some guy's lap, I’d probably kill him.”

I moaned at the feeling of him between my legs. It was taking everything in me not to lose control of myself. He knew I could throw him off of me any second but the fact I hadn’t told him I was perfectly content with what he was doing.

He smiled up at me, “Why did you come here, Y/N? If Sersi was that worried she would have come herself. I’m starting to think you made that up.”

“Don’t flatter yourself Druig.”

“I don’t know why you came, but I’m glad you did. I've missed you. I’ve thought about no one but you every second of every day since I last saw you.”

In that moment of weakness I felt him slightly loosen his grasp on my wrists. “Bullshit. Then why didn't you come and find me?”  

I didn’t wait to hear his response before the full force of my power came shooting from my palm. He immediately went flying across the room into the same seat he was sitting in when I had arrived.

I shot up quickly, fixing my dress before I made my way toward the elevator.

“Y/N, please wait…” I turned around to see Druig making his way toward me.

I quickly pressed the button on the elevator wishing it would open before he reached me. “I shouldn’t have come here. You were right.”

The elevator opened and right as I stepped in I felt him grab my arm, twisting me around and pinning me once again against the elevator wall. He stared down at me, his ocean blue eyes locked with mine.

”Let me go, Druig.” I lifted my hand and that familiar golden glow emitted from my palm.

Druig reached behind him and pressed the emergency stop button on the elevator and it came to an immediate halt. “Go ahead, do your best.”

I contemplated my next move before I finally pulled back my power and brought my hand up to caress his cheek, then slowly moved up to his shaggy brown hair. I felt him relax against me and he leaned down pressing his forehead against mine.

“I love you, Y/N,” Druig whispered, his lips hovering just over mine.

My hand moved to his jaw, my thumb brushing lightly over his bottom lip, “I love you, Druig.”

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[hrtbreakanniversary]

HONESTY ; druig [two]

summary: the morning after.

pairing: mafia!druig x nurse!reader

word count: 3.6k

warnings: physical abuse, mentions of nightmares, blood, death

A/N: ty again for all of your love and support on this. <3 final exams are coming up and updates may be slower because I have two essays to write hehe but this fic will be in the mind always so uhhh procrastinating>>

The brown two story house with the white windows was located off the road, separating them from everyone else. Some looked up to them and some looked down. Jealously ran through the veins of those who watched the little girl carry a basket of pastries up the stone walkway. The words dripping off their tongues off of how she doesn't know how privileged or lucky she is. Swinging with each hum that slipped through her lips.

The area filled with grass and flowers of all types. Some didn't match together and it was strange to many because of how messy it looked but she didn't see anything wrong with it. She loved it when the wind passed and the floral smell filled her nose.

Opened ajar just for her, she slipped through the cracks into the bright kitchen. The sweet smell of honey filled her nose as soon as she walked in. If she was in those cartoons that she loved to watch in the early morning, she'd be the characters that flew with the scent of the characters. Her ankle socks slipping off as she got onto her tippy toes to reach for confection but was stopped by a thin, manicured hand.

"Ah. Ah. It's hot, baby."

Giggles slipped out as the taller lady lifted her up into her arms, legs kicking playfully. Raspberries blown into her arm and while one hand held the child up, the other tickled her side.

Later that night, the long haired women laid her into the soft cushioning of her bed. Sweets hums flowing through the air.

Let me sing a lullaby As you close your eyes And as you're drifting off to sleep How I hope that the dreams that you find Are bright

A stray hair being tucked behind her ear.

Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies? Where a tomorrow waits for you and I So hold me tight one more time, but don't kiss me goodbye 'Cause I know that I'll see you on the other side

Her eyes fluttered close, letting sleep take over her body.

I will think of our song when the nights are too long I'll dream of you for that's where I belong Love, can we meet again soon in the bluest of skies Only, in my dreams, do we meet again

Her sleep interrupted by pain striking scream. Her tiny footsteps could be heard through out the house when she ran to the noise only to see the woman laying on the floor with a man's hands wrapped around her neck. So she ran. She ran as fast she could but she tripped, her vision turning black.

Gasping awake, she was now being choked by that same man. Her small hands dug into his arms, trying to push his hands off. Through strangled gasps," P-Papa."

He tightened his grip.

"PAPA!" Y/N screamed, grabbing onto her neck as she sat up from her sleep. Cold sweat dripped, the saltiness slipping between the cracks of her lips. Three things you can see. The cashmere sweater on the chair, my night light, and Callie still resting on her bed in the corner of the room. Three things you can hear. The birds outside chirping in the middle of the night, the water from the table top fountain, and the sound of the home phone ringing from downstairs. Three things you can touch. The blankets and sheets underneath her and.... shit... her breathing began to quicken again as she reached over to the nightstand to turn the light on. Oh! The lamp! The blanket and sheets underneath her and the lamp.

The mirror that was attached to her dresser laughed at her as her hair stuck to her skin and shoulder of her nightgown was beginning to slip down. What a mess.

Mouth feeling dry, she checked the time. It was still the middle of the night Slumping back down into her large pillows, she covered her eyes to hide away from the moonlight. She didn't typically get those nightmares. They usually came when she felt pretty stressed or tired. And after that shift she just had, it was no surprise it made a visit.

The best way to get over this to forget about it. Usually she'd drink a cup or two of the strongest alcohol in her cabinet to wash it away but she had a shift in less than three hours so there was no way she can do that. The only solution was to sleep it off. But the fear of having that nightmare again was present.

"Callie." She breathed out. It was so soft but Callie heard her perfectly, her ears perking up. Y/N patted the empty spot next to her, the golden retriever automatically getting up to jump onto the bed with her.

Google didn't lie when they said that getting a dog was the best self therapy one can do for themselves.

_

Sleep didn't come as easily as hoped. Waking up every 30 minutes and another 10 to fall back. The only thing helping her sleep was the warmth of Callie. It was fair to say that she had given up which is why she was outside in the cold weather at 6 in the morning.

In one hand, she held a cup of coffee while the other held the leash attached to Calie's collar with the strings of her headphones hanging down.

"He did what?"

"He said he hated people like me."

"Yeah, I heard that!" Annie's loud voice bursted through the speakers, Y/N quickly turning down the volume. Warn a woman next time, she would say but she knew Annie always got super loud when she was in disbelief so that was her own fault," Who the hell does he think he is?"

"I don't know. It was a strange crowd frankly." Y/N stopped near a bench to tie her shoe," I mean I would say that they might be a family and he was probably the grumpy offspring that they conceived but he called Ikaris a colleague. Plus they don't look too far off in age with one another unless they're dripping themselves into the fountain of youth."

"Wait, the patient's name was Ikaris?" A soft laugh heard on other side," Like Greek mythology? Oi, what was the name of that dick you mentioned again?"

"Druig." Y/N spotted her apartment across the street and resumed her walk to the light at the end of the street.

"I mean there's nothing in greek but in folklores, his name is basically dragon." A short pause," That's hot."

"Oh my gosh." Y/N mentally face palmed," Go touch some grass, you've been keeping your head those books for far too long. The smell of paper is making you coocoo. I can't believe a name can turn you on."

"I'm dry. Dry as the biscuit."

"Shut up!"

"Is he hot? He sounds hot." Annie hummed.

"Annie." If only that redhead could see her shaking her head. She would be disappointed in herself. "I'm going to hang up on you before I go crazy... he's pretty cute. Then he opened his mouth and I don't know... showed the capabilities of being a murderer??"

" I mean he's not completely wrong. You should stand up to Trevor. He's been getting away from verbally harassing you for far too long. Listen to the sexy man. Also, you should go for it. I mean I know how much of a hoe you are for that enemies to lovers trope."

"I never said that."

"Your taste in movies say otherwise."

"I just don't have time for love."

"You say that but aren't you going on a date tonight?"

"That's because Dane has been telling me to go out more and I needed to do this one date to get him off my back about it."

"Dane! What about Dane? How come you haven't-"

"That's literal incest, are you crazy?" Pressing the button with her elbow, she was about to tell Annie she should go on this date instead of her but she noticed Callie's stiff posture, making her quickly tell Annie that she had to go before she took a look around.

She couldn't see anything out of the norm so she just took it as the dog seeing a squirrel based on the memory of when she was being dragged across the park.

Callie was relatively calm dog despite being a rescue. The four legged animal has been around as long as she bought the apartment and she's trained her since. The dog just learned to not care about anything as long as she wasn't threatened. As the light turned red for the cars and the crosswalk changed to the person, she walked first but was stopped by the leash puling her back.

"Callie?"

Callie stood still, her eyes trained on the same area. "Hey come on, Callie." She pulled on the leash but it was like the dog was putting all her weight down so she didn't move a single cementer. "Callie. Hurry up." With a more stern voice but the dog didn't budge. Stepping back on the sidewalk again before she could get squashed like a bug by ruthless drivers, she followed the direction Callie was staring in again.

Trying her best not to be obvious, she took a look through the corner of her eye to see two muscled men, both being around the same height with the meatier one being just an inch taller than the darker one.

Closing her eyes and straightened her back, this wasn't the first time she had to deal with strange people while on her walks. Every now and then, there is a creeper but with Callie, they never did more than take a few steps closer to her. Continuing to watch them in the corner of her eye, she tugged on Callie's leash more and more especially when she began to snarl.

The breaking point was when they began to whisper to each other and she saw the shorter one actually look at her. Oh hell no. Taking a deep breath of relief when the light had changed, with the immense strength of pulling the leash, Callie and her made it across the street as quickly as her fast walk could take her before she pushed through the wooden doors of the building.

"Don't do that again." Y/N pointed at Callie who joyfully strolled through the lobby to the elevator doors like she didn't cause a whole scene. "Brat." She mumbled underneath her breath, grabbing her mail simultaneously from the front. Callie waited for her near the entryway to the elevators, barking as soon as she saw the doors open," I'm coming!" Y/N turned back towards where Callie had sat herself but now she was no one to be seen. Groaning, she rushed to see where she went and rounded the corner to see Callie licking a stranger's voice.

"Ah! I'm so sorry." She grabbed the collar and pulled back the panting dog who lunged for more love from the braided hair woman. The elevator dinged and closed, leaving the two ladies and the dog inside together. "She's really friendly, I promise." The stranger only smiled back and Y/N noticed that there was a box placed besides her. In bold was MAKAYLA with the number 365. "Oh, are you the new neighbor moving in under me?"

Makayla sweetly nodded and signed," Yes! And I love dogs so it's not a bother. I'm glad I was able to meet you like this instead of awkwardly introducing myself."

Oh, thank goodness she took ASL for her language requirements. But she passed with a B and had only taken a year and half of it.

"I'm sorry if I mess up, I'm not that good. Welcome to the building." She swiftly signed back," My name is Y/N."

"Beautiful name. And no worries," Makayla trailed down to her neck," If anything, I can read your lips and gather your words through the rhythm of your tone."

The doors opened once they reached the third floor, Makayla reaching down to pick up the cardboard box.. This girl was like a breath of fresh air to Y/N. Somebody that wasn't rude, creepy, or seemed like they had a hidden agenda. So Y/N couldn't risk the chance of not making another friend, "Would you like to come back tomorrow morning for some tea or coffee?"

Makayla tapped her chin," I would love to but I need to check with my work first. It's been pretty busy lately especially because of recent events."

"Just leave a note on my door. I'll be free anytime for you." Y/N winked before signing goodbye. When the elevator door closed, Y/N frowned down at Callie who began to whine at a new friend already leaving as the large box began to move again," You're a very emotional person today."

_

"What do you mean he signed off the papers?"

Y/N clenched her fist. When did Trevor even find the time to signature off the operation last night? Like he deserves for credit for it! He barely did anything and even then, Dane should've been the one to sign it if not for her.

Trevor took credit for a suture that he coward out of.

Maybe the Irish asshole wasn't wrong. Maybe she did need to fuck the American up and send an iron first to his throat. In other and more sweeter words, confront him.

She eyed the folder longer, jumping the door slammed close. The clipboard moved back in place, Dane giving her an suspicious look before walking over to Ikaris," How's the big guy doing?" Ikaris only glared and dug into his pudding cup, searching for the last remaining bit of it. Whistling, Dane sidestepped to Y/N and bumped her shoulders with hers. In full offense, Y/N gave him a questioning look which he in return emphasized with his movements for Y/N to speak to Ikaris.

She didn't know how she knew but she figured that Dane possibly wanted her to repeat the question," H-How are you feeling?"

Flinching when his large arms and hands set down the small container," Better than yesterday. When do you think I can come home?"

"In general, the stitch that we put on you is still pretty new so any sudden movements will tear it and possibily prevent it from healing properly."

"So today?" He nonchanlantly popped a peanut into his mouth. "Sounds like my legs are working properly and that's all I need."

Dane shook his head in annoyance as Y/N putting her head to let out a gentle laugh, grabbing a paper from underneath all of his information. Just as she grabbed out a pamphlet for how to take care of his wound, the door slammed open.

"Oi, when are they letting you out of this prison?"

She could've sworn she felt her eye twitch.

"Not anytime soon if you keep stressing me." Ikaris mumbled, Druig dripped himself over the side of the hospital bed," You know Sersi won't keep moving if you're not by her side."

"You're real important to Sersi, aren't you?" Dane piped in, causing Druig to actually acknowledge two other humans in the room. After Ikaris’s taunting of, “Yes and I’m guessing you wish you were too,” Dane couldn’t help but get a little bit unprofessional, not wanting Ikaris to get the word. As they went back and forth, Y/N felt his eyes on her already. Distracting herself with the end of her glove because she couldn’t be less interested on the incredibly immature conversation between the two grown man.

But his stare was so strong, she couldn't help but take a peek. As expected, a smirk was painted on his face. Shit. Shit Shit. Now he's walking over. Look at what you did, Y/N. Make him intimidated. So she moved from her slouched position, "casually" propping her arm onto the high chair besides her.

"What?" Shocked by how quiet her voice was. How dare her own body betray her.

"What?" He ribbed in a kittenish tone. Druig leaned against the chair, copying her stance.

“Why are you the way that you are?”

Unknown if it was intentional or not but he didn't leave much room between the two of them, even being brave enough to take a step closer. "Nice to see you here too, darling." He brushed a strand of fallen back, trailing his finger down the string of her necklace. He eyed the charm on the bottom. At first he was going to tease but he couldn't help but think that it looked familiar.

Despite the tingles that ran through her body, she earned enough of hr self control to her shift her body so that the necklace slipped out of his grasp, "I obviously work here, you buffoon. Unlike you.”

"I'm a buffoon? Now why are we calling each other names? Oh, is this about last night? I was only being honest. How about we start over?" He raised his hand up to introduce a truce but Y/N only used the folder to brush it down. “Please. I find the child more sufferable than you.” The response she was met with was only his pointer finger, swiveling it in front of her face. In retaliation, she swatted it away but he only put it back up, resulting in her using the folder to harshly slap his hand.

"Y/L/N." Dane warned, "You can sued for that."

"I'd rather be in jail than talking to this geezer."

"Buffoon? Geezer? Keep coming with the names, darling."

Dane motioned with his hand for Y/N to come stand next to him,"By the time your date comes tonight, you'll have a million stress lines."

"A date?" Druig cupped his mouth in surprise.

"Now why is that so surprising to you?"

"I just don't find it impossible for someone to go on a date with someone as intolerable as you."

One day that man is going to get a beating, whether it was from her or not. Dane pushed them both of the room, knowing that if they stay in there any longer, someone was going to hurt.

Druig shrugged and lazed his eyes over the paper now propped up onto the chair he was still leaning against. He saw the same thing she was shocked by. "That git wrote his name." Scoffing in disbelief, he faced the paper towards Ikaris who had a conflicted look on his face, raking his mind through this morning's memory. "Didn't Sersi tell that doctor man to not write anybody's name?" Druig questioned.

Yes, she did. Although he was fading in and out through the medicine last night, he heard everything loud and clear. From Sersi telling Dane to keep Y/N out of the room and Dane going as far as handing over his own patients to Y/N to keep her busy.

But he remembered somebody coming in around early in the morning and he knew it was a nurse based on her attire. She came back with the clipboard she took and put it back on the end of his bed. Clicking two and two together, it seemed right to assume that was when the signature took place.

And if it was, then they were much too late.

"Call Sersi. They're still here."

_

Y/N couldn't help but feel nervous.

Settling for a casual look of wide legged jeans and a cute pale pink top, she felt very undressed compared to everyone else in this restaurant. It was beginning to get hot due to the faux coat that was slipped over it all even though the night air was seemingly cold.

Maybe she'll just back out. She's never met the man before and from the looks of it, he isn't even here yet. So maybe it's just if she-

"Are you Y/N?"

Almost like straight out of a movie, she turned to find a quite good looking man. His questioning smile turning into a sweet smile, his gold ring gleaming off the finger he was using to rub, as she presumed, nervously against the bottom of his lip.

"Y-Yeah."

_

Trevor Moore swung his lanyard back and forth, whistling.

The sun was hot against his skin with there being no clouds out. It was strange. The odd feeling he felt in his stomach. And no, it wasn't the guilt for taking Y/L/N's credit for practically saving a man's life. He just felt like something was off.

Nearing the front steps of his two story house, he could've sworn he heard heavy breathing coming from behind him.

Driveway was empty. Roads were silent. Sidewalks were clear.

It's just a new area. You need to get used to it. He told himself like he did all those nights before.

It's day time. The sun is still out. Crimes are more likely to be committed at night. And who would attack him in the open like this in broad daylight? He didn't have any enemies either way.

He couldn't help that sigh of relief when he made it into his house safely, locking the door behind him. Maybe he should get some rest for his shift tonight. He just spent his whole morning, sneaking around the hospital on the watch for if Y/N or her security guard of a friend were in the area.

So he sat on the couch, dropping his head back against the plastic of the sofa. With the the casing still on the couch. He didn't have much time to unpack because of his job and his plain out laziness. On his off days, he just wants to do nothing. One day he'll let Y/N take some of the tasks off his hand. One day.

"You make my job so easy. Less of a mess for me to clean up."

A cold blade was pressed against his throat and he couldn't open his eyes in time to see who stood atop of him. Only catching a glimpse a gold band against the ring finger before the unknown figure dragged the knife across.

Red splattered the area as Trevor's body dropped in the puddles of his own blood.

It would be 10 hours until his body was found by a pissed off neighbor who came to complain about Trevor's car parked more into his driveway than his own.

Above his body, crimson red letters had coated the walls ," HELL HAS RISEN".

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Here is the request list/Masterlist :

Marvel :

-Bucky Barnes x male!reader[[TFATWS/MCU]]

-Steve Rogers x male!reader[[MCU]]

-Druig x fem!reader Part 1[[Eternals/MCU]]

-Druig x fem!reader Part 2[[Eternals/MCU]]

-Namor x fem!reader[[Black Panther 2/MCU]]

-Matt Murdock x fem!reader[[Daredevil]]

-Matt Murdock x fem!reader[[Daredevil]]

-Frank Castle x gn!reader [[The Punisher]]

-Hobie Brown x fem!reader [[Spider-Man:ATSV]]

-Miles Morales x fem!reader[[Spider-Man:ATSV]]

Star Wars :

-Poe Dameron x fem!reader

-Ezra Bridger x fem!reder Part I

-Ezra Bridger x fem!reader Part II

-Din Djarin x fem!reader

-Din Djarin x fem!reader

DC :

-Red Hood/Jason Todd x fem!reader[[Titans]]

-Red Hood/Jason Todd x gn!reader [[Titans]]

-Titans x gn!reader [[Titans]]

-Larry Trainor x platonic gn!reader [[Doom Patrol]]

-Bruce Wayne x fem!reader [[The Batman]]

-Bruce Wayne x gn!reader [[The Batman]]

-Batboys x fem!reader[[Comics]]

God of War 4/5:

-nothing yet

Detroit become Human :

-Connor x gn!reader

-Connor x fem!reader

-Elijah Kamski x male!reader

Resident Evil 4/8:

-nothing yet

Baldurs Gate 3

-nothing yet

Riordanverse (Percy Jackson, Heroes of Olypus , Magnus Chase, The Trials of Apollo):

-nothing yet

Also Actors/Actresses, Sportsmen and women, singers or YouTubers (if I know them):

-Daniel Ricciardo x gn!reader

-Max Verstappen x fem!reader

-Max Verstappen x male!reader

-Max Verstappen x male!reader

-Charles Leclerc x gn!reader

-Charles Leclerc x male!reader [[F1]]

-Charles Leclerc x male!reader [[F1]]

-Lando Norris x male!reader[[F1]]

-Damien the Mayor x gn!reader[[Markiplier]]

-Actor!Mark x male!reader [[Markiplier]]

-The Colonel x male!reader [[Markiplier]]

-Sodo x fem!Ghoul!reader [[Ghost]]

-Sodo x fem!Ghoul!reader Part II [[Ghost]]

-Sodo x fem!Ghoul!reader Part III [[Ghost]]

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Anime Masterlist

Movie Masterlist

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#marvel #dc comics #star wars #sherlock #doctor who #supernatural #umbrella acedmy #the witcher #peaky blinders #harry potter #narnia #jurrasicpark #john wick #vikings #Avatar #Anime #Dune #fantastic beasts #The Mandalorian #F1 #Games #Sandman #Stranger things #youtube #Naruto #Arcane #Ghost #Markiplier #maze runner #tokyo revengers

[wickeddruig]

Fuckboy

part three [finale]

part one part two

pairings: fuckboy!druig x fem!reader

summary: druig becomes obsessed with you after you don’t show him the same kind of interests other girls do after they hookup wit him

warnings: unedited, panty stealing, panty sniffing, jealousy, praise kink, public sex, breeding kink, size kink, angst

word count: 1.6k

you spent the next week in druig’s dorm. you guys had sex and an amazing amount of positions and druig found a way to find a new one every single time you came over. you had sex throughout the living room of his dorm and sometimes if druig was feeling naughty he would fuck you in his roommates room. the fear of them coming in and catching you made you so scared yet turned on you loved it.

you’d have sex then leave after, sometimes druig would trick you into cuddling and you’d talk all night but in the morning you’d leave before he could wake up and make you breakfast. you hated leaving him but now that the two of you were friends with benefits there was no way in hell you’d get attached. why ruin a good thing?

this time you woke up in druig’s bed and of course he was asleep. you started scrambling to get your clothes on. you were looking for your underwear but had no idea where they were. you had the idea of just looking through his dresser, you had no idea why.

partly because you were nosey and wanted to see what he had, maybe clothes you could steal. upon finding a shirt you wanted to take home because it smelled like him. you opened a drawer and it was filled with panties

“ew” you scrunched up your nose, whispering to yourself he keeps the underwear of the girls he fucked? you were confused because the drawer wasn’t that full and you knew druig had slept with way more girls that this, unless there was a drawer somewhere else “oh my god”

you realized that they were all your underwear. you noticed one of your favorite pair and another one and then you realized that when you left often you left without underwear. you started thinking about how at times you would go to grab your underwear and he’d distract you or how sometimes when you left in the morning you just couldn’t find them at all.

you didn’t know how to feel.

“where are you going” you heard druig’s sleepy voice from behind you. you could almost cum at that sound but you didn’t want to get distracted.

“what the hell is this?” you asked pointing to the drawer of your underwear

“mine..” he said, sitting up and walking over to you. he grabbed the one out of your hand “it’s my collection”

“it’s gross” you said, he stood right in front of you. you could barely even look at him. you had to admit, he was turning you on.

“i need something that reminds me of you, i’m addicted to your smell” he said placing his hand on your waist, the other twirling your curl between his fingers.

“you’re a very weird man” you said to him, liking how felt just standing in front of each other

“are you kink shaming me” he said raising his eyebrow down at you. you couldn’t help but bit your lip.

“never” you leaned forward and pecked his lips before pushing him away and heading towards his door “see you later”

you blew him a kiss before leaving out. you wish that you could stay and cuddle, stay and relax while he did his homework or the two of you could do your homework together but you knew that would be too domestic for you.

you were already feeling like you were in a relationship which you hated because you wanted to be in one with him so bad. you could feel yourself falling in love and you couldn’t tell if he felt the same. didn’t want to stick around to find out because if he didn’t feel the same way you did, you might break.

—

you were at the same bar you went to every weekend. it was your favorite because they played your favorite music like megan thee stallion or doja cat and not that other shit. it wasn’t anything wrong with other music, you were a lover of all kinds of music. it just wasn’t ass shaking music.

you stood at the bar, tapping your nails on the table as you waited for the drink you just ordered when you heard a voice you were all too familiar with but it wasn’t talking to you. you lifted up your head to see druig sitting a couple of seats down from you. he was sitting next to a blonde.

a blonde??

something about that made you annoyed, white boys always did that. dated a blonde after dating a woc, it’s like they were letting you know they were never truly theirs to begin with.

you rolled your eyes as he flirted with her, touching her, placing her hair behind her ear. watching her mouth move, placing his hand on her thigh. he was so into her that he didn’t even notice your eyes boring into his soul

fine, two could play that game

druig knew he was wrong, he thought that if he made you jealous that you would want him like he wanted you. over the past few weeks you spent together he realized you made him feel a way that no other girl ever had. he wanted you to be his and if he had to get it out of you by making you jealous than so be it.

druig immediately started to regret his decision to make you jealous when he noticed you were sitting in your previous seat and instead you were on the dance floor shaking your ass on some guy. oh no, he simply could not have that. he got up from the bar, leaving the blonde and walked over you and grabbed your arm, pulling you away from the guy you were dancing with.

“what the fuck” the guy protected, you were already dragging her away, pulling her into the bathroom and locking the door. he pushed you against the sink and picking up up so you were sitting on it.

“what the fuck are you doing” druig asked grabbing your cheeks in his hand, making him look up at you.

“dancing” you said innocently

“oh, don’t play that innocent shit with me” he said letting go of your face and placing his hand on either side of you, on the sink

“you shouldn’t keep your date waiting” now you were just trying to push his buttons. he deserved to pay for making you jealous.

“fuck her” he said

“i bet you want to” you were trying to push his buttons, that statement didn’t work so you decided to try something different “i should get back with the guy i was dancing with”

you tried to get off the sink but before you could even get up druig had his hand on your chest, pushing you back down.

“you’re mine you know that?”

“oh i am” you asked

“let me show you” he said and you immediately heard him unbuckling his belt and tapping your legs, he grabbed your throat bringing you closer to him “spread ‘em”

he said whispering against your lips before kissing you, you did as you were told and he pulled away for a second to mumble “good girl”

druig held his cock in his hand, angling himself at your entrance. he put his older hand on your hip and pulled you forward as he slid himself inside of you. you immediately moaned.

“you’re so fucking tiny” he mumbled as he thrusted inside of you “i’m going to break you”

he moved his hand from your neck and placed it your curls, he was careful not to grab to much because he knew how you got when your curls got frizzy. he pulled your head back forcefully as he kissed on your neck while thrusting inside of you.

“tell me how good it feels with my cock filling you up gorgeous” he said “you’re so pretty with my dick inside of you”

you couldn’t even speak, he was driving you inside. he knew exactly what you liked and how you liked it. his dirty talk alone could make you cum. especially with that raspy voice of his.

“tell me, darling” he said, he was moving his hands from your hips and you knew exactly where he was placing them next. on your clit. he began to rub your clit while pumping inside of you and he even started to kiss on your neck while holding your head back, your ultimate weakness.

“it feels so good daddy” you were shocked when you called him that. you never called him before but you could tell he liked when you called him that

“call me daddy again, i fucking love it”

“you feel so good feeling me up with your cock daddy” you said throwing your head back into the mirror behind you.

“i want you to come at the same time as me, i want to see my cum dripping out of that tight pussy” he said pulling away from your neck and moving your head so that you could look into his eyes

“let me fill you up with my seeds beautiful” and just like that you both released at the same time. groaning and moaning each other’s name.

druig pulled his pants back up, buckling his pants and helping you off the counter, helping you straighten your dress and fixing your curls the way that you like it.

“i mean it, you’re mine” druig said, lifting your chin up “you’re my girl”

“i’m your girl” you repeated back to him

#druig angst #druig smut #druig mcu #druig eternals #druig x bw!reader #druig x black!women #druig x woc!reader #druig x reader #druig #mcu fanfiction #marvel fanfiction #eternals fic #eternals mcu #eternals

[wickeddruig]

in my mind druig is a black women’s whore so here’s a moodboard, this is my first one so please be kind 😭

#druig #druig x reader #druig x woc!reader #druig x black!women #druig x bw!reader #eternals #druig moodboard #eternals moodboard #mcu phase 4 #mcu #mcu moodboard #druig mcu

[wickeddruig]

Drabble

pairings: boyfriend!druig x black!reader

summary: your boyfriend is obsessed with your hair

warning: i never do this fluff shit so enjoy it while you can, hair kink

it took a while to notice your boyfriend was obsessed with your hair. you thought because it was curly he just admired it like everyone else had. but no, the man was obsessed.

he didn’t touch it at first, he knew to never to never touch a black women’s hair without permission. he’d look up every time you went to fix it or play with a curl because let’s be real, you were obsessed with your curls too. he would watch as you pulled a curl down and let it bounce back into place. sometimes you did it when you were nervous. druig always noticed.

the moment you knew you fucked up was when you finally gave him permission to touch your hair. of course, he would always ask first but it was a constant and annoying that you just told him to touch it whenever. no need to ask.

he definitely took advantage of that because from then on his hairs were always in your hair. massaging your scalp, pulling your curls. he even resorted to washing your hair for you when you took showers together. he took the time to learn that you preferred wash n go’s he learned how you liked to it. the fight products for your hair. he knew not to touch your hair on day one because it would get frizzy. his favorite day was day 4, he knew your curls didn’t hold up the same after day 4 so he could put his hands in your hair as much as he wanted.

he also loved oiling your hair, he knew you would always forget to but he always remembered. after that he’d purposely want to cuddle in positions where his head was on top of yours so he could smell your hair all day.

druig liked when you straightened your hair of course, you looked beautiful either way but you couldn’t help but notice how sad he was when he couldn’t play with your curls. he still would massage your scalp and pull at your hair during random times a day.

to say he didn’t like your hair straight would be a lie because his favorite part about your hair being straight is that he got to wrap his hand around your hair when you were having sex. but eventually when you would cuddle after sex he would be missing your curls again.

when you finally went back to curly hair he would be at his happiest. he was back to pulling on your curls when you were doing the dishes, massaging your scalp during moving nights and his favorite part, tangling his fingers in your hair when he was hitting it from behind.

#druig #eternals #druig x reader #druig mcu #druig angst #druig eternals #druig moodboard #druig smut #druig x bw!reader #druig x woc!reader