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redheadspark · 8 months

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hey!!! can you do druig with #17? also, can i send in more than one request? i have a couple with dru i’d like to see but it’s alright if it’s too many!

A/N - Awww I love this for our boy Druig! Thanks for requesting this, dear friend!

Next Step

Summary- Druig wants to take the next step with you. Little did he know you wanted the same thing too.

Warnings - Just some fluff

“Good morning, sleepy head,”

Seeing Druig walk out of your bedroom with his bed hair, pajama pants hanging low on his hips, and his pale skin almost glimmering in the sunlight pouring into your little living room, you smiled widely at the sight as you were cooking breakfast. It was a rare morning to be together, given your workload and his constant traveling with his own job thanks to his boss Ajak. This weekend was a golden weekend for you two: both of you had a few days off and wanted to make the best of it while you could. Given the upcoming fall season and then going into the holidays, days off together were very scarce.

Druig had no real concrete apartment for you to go to for the weekend, so your place was perfect. He liked your apartment anyhow, how close it was to the metro train station for him to hop on to get to work, plenty of food and restaurants to eat at, and even the view of the park from your bedroom was amazing. Kingo would banter with him, asking him constantly why you two are not living together yet. Druig would shrug it off, not wanting to show that deep down he wished you two were living together and taking that next step as a couple. You were ready for it yourself, not wishing to push it on him since Druig worked at his own pace.

Druig was ready to ask you, but he was petrified to do so.

“How did you sleep?” You asked as you walked over with a cup of freshly brewed coffee in hand, along with a small plate with eggs and toast. You pecked him on the cheek as he took both items in hand.

“Like a baby, I love your bed by the way,” He replied, his voice still groggily working as you giggled and sat with him on the loveseat near the window.

“One of my best investments I made over the holidays,” You explained as he drank some of the black coffee slowly, “Plus, I know how much you like a firm bed compared to me,”

“It’s your bed, baby. You should get a mattress for you, not for me,” Druig reminded you as he placed his pates on the little coffee table and eyed you with a smirk.

“I got used to it very fast,” You countered, “It’s good for the back to have a firm mattress anyways, and we both know you have an old man back,”

Druig glared at you as you chuckled, seeing your grin made his own heart warm a bit as he was contemplating asking you that infamous question. He thought about it for months, constantly he was thinking about the pros and cons of moving in with you. But no matter how many times he would try and deny the thought of being under the same roof together, he always thought of the good things that could happen. Druig was afraid of change, he would rather not deal with change at all if he could. It would be a big hindrance for him for some time, even with his friends trying to coax him out of his shell. Makkari even nudged him into asking you to move in together, being his best friend for some time and knowing him far too well.

What’s the worst that could happen? She signed to him when they ate their lunch together, Druig sheepish poking around at his salad as she was asking him the harder questions.

“That she would say no,” He replied and signed back to her, making Makkari huff at him with a glare in her eyes. She shook her head.

Why would she say no? You love her, right? She asked back at him, seeing him finally smile and nod his head. There was no doubt in his mind that he loved you, he would do anything for you since you were nothing but amazing to him. He would make his thoughts complicated, jumbled, and rushed around so quickly that it would make his head spin. Yet Makkari and her bluntness made it so simple.

“I do, I really do,” he replied softly, Makkari grinning widely as she wrapped him in a hug. The hug was enough for Druig to know that he was going to make the right choice.

“Actually,” He said, seeing you watch him in interest as he was looking a bit nervous about how he was going to word this conversation, “I wanted to talk to you about something,”

“Sure,” You replied softly, watching as he reached over to lace your fingers together between the pair of you on the small loveseat. Maybe you sensed the fact that Druig was harboring something hard against his chest, which was not like him at all when it came to talking to you. So this must have been serious.

“First of all, I love you,” he explained, seeing you smile as he squeezed your joined hands together, “And I love bein’ with ya. I know that I’ve never been happier since I met ya. And I was thinkin’…and you can say no if you don’t want to…we should—“

“Move in together?”

Druig was immediately silenced with you saying those three words. You gave him a soft smile, kissing his cheek as he was looking at you with wide eyes and frozen in his spot. He was not expecting you to be the one to bring it up, let alone initiate the move. Maybe he never heard you talking about it in the first place, and the others never gave Druig a clue that you were considering him moving in with you. But you were contemplating it too, knowing full well that Druig was a minimalist with only a handful of things to his name.

Deep down, you wanted in there with you. Waking up with him in the morning and Druig being the first person you saw, eating across from him at your little kitchen table, even watching reality shows together on your small loveseat, and laughing at the stupidity of it. In all actuality, you both were doing this already. But to have it be official, fully official, it would mean a lot to you.

It clicked in your mind one morning when he was sleeping over in December, the storms were a bit tough for him to travel out and meet with Ajak on the other side of the country. He was already sprawled out on the bed as you were getting dressed into you pajamas. The snow was softly falling outside your window, the tv on your dresser was playing a Christmas movie, and Druig was touching the soft duvet sheet.

“Did you just wash these sheets?” He asked from the bed as you threw the shirt over your head.

“I did,” You replied, turning to watch him on the bed. Something inside of you was insanely warm from the sight of your boyfriend in your bed, tangled in your sheets with his tousled hair and relaxed eyes. Druig looked….right, being there in your bed and in your safe space. You wanted this instantly, it would be perfection to always have Druig within an arm's length.

“They smell nice, and they’re still warm,” he hummed, staring up at him as his blue eyes twinkle in the bedroom lights. You blushed as he held out his hands for you to take, willingly falling into bed with him with ease as you were wrapped in his arms for the rest of the night. And as you fell asleep, you were thinking that you wanted this from that night on.

“Yes,” he replied softly, almost like a breath and and a major sigh of relief, “I wanna move in with ya,”

“It makes sense,” You agreed, “You’re always over here and you love it. And…I do like having you here with me,”

Druig couldn’t help but pull you into his arms and pamper you with kisses all over your face. It was a surreal feeling that you two were thinking of the same thing at the same time. It would be a massive step for the pair of you living together, and since you two knew each other’s mannerisms and lifestyle. You knew how he had his coffee, how he loved to sleep in whenever he could, and how he would work hard late into the night with hot tea at his side. Druig in return knew how you loved to wake up early to go on a walk, how you loved to get fresh flowers every other week, and how you would keep the windows open as much as you could to bring in the fresh air in your stuffy apartment.

It felt like it was meant to be.

“We’re doin’ this then?” Druig asked you as he pulled away and stared at your eyes lovingly, “We’re movin’ in together?”

“Hell yeah, we are,” you hummed, “Actually, you’re the one moving in with me,”

“Don’t ruin the moment!” Druig joked with you as he poked your side to make you snort. You would never ruin it, not when this was a blissful moment and memory you two just made together.

6 months later, he would propose to you on the same loveseat couch.

The End

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undiscovered-horizon · 1 year

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🫀REQUESTS ARE OPEN🫀

Imagine Druig saving you from a Deviant

They say that when you're about to die, life flashes before your eyes - for a second before the inevitable happens, you reflect on your choices, relive your sorrows and laughter.

Whoever said those words must never have stared death into her vacant, deep eyes. Although, the death that came for you had eyes more akin to fire or a burning sun - orange, filled with vigour and yet terrifyingly vacant, expressionless. As if primal hate could live on its own.

Your throat clenched but you didn't feel scared or sad in any way - those emotions, although had previously flooded all your thoughts, were nowhere to be found any longer. There was a melancholic peace in being subjected to nature's cycles: there was nothing you could do about your fate anymore. Weirdly enough, you were alright with that. At the end of fear, there was oblivion.

You closed your eyes telling yourself that you were prepared for your imminent future. Then you heard a gunshot, a grunt and something spilling. Miraculously, no furious malice bit into you.

Hesitantly, you opened your eyes to see why the gods of death decided to spare you that day. The red-eyed beast was lying on the ground, the fiery violence long gone. Standing over the bizarre greyish-blue body was Druig, with a clearly unnerved expression on his face.

"Are you alright?" he asked in a tense voice.

Druig barely gave you time to respond when he grabbed your face and began looking for any scratches or bruises. His hands caressed every patch of your skin they could reach.

"Hey," you softly called out to him. His worried eyes met your calm ones. In a reassuring manner, you put your hands around his wrists. "I'm okay."

He stared at you for a moment. The distress showing in his eyes was so intense you couldn't be sure he saw anything except for that. In his frenzied mind, you were still in grave danger.

Druig spared no time embracing you in a tight hug. His grip was so strong it felt as if he was afraid someone was going to try to pry you away from him at any moment. Druig's skin always smelled of rain and wood but at the moment there was a faint aroma of gunpowder following him.

"I don't know what I'd do if I lost you," he confessed quietly.

"Really? I know exactly what I'd do."

Druig slightly pulled away to look at your face. He didn't seem to mind your strangely aloof demeanour. It was hard to believe you could have already been dead. Druig furrowed his eyebrows - he didn't know where your thoughts were headed. "What?"

"Find you," you answered with a gentle shrug of shoulders. "Wherever you'd be."

Druig didn't answer. Truthfully, he couldn't find appropriate words to put his feelings into. Whatever he felt, whatever expression could fit the burning in his chest - it was a little too human to have a name in any human language; it was too essential to being alive.

________________________ A/N: Dialogue is taken from @dinosandcomics on Instagram with slight changes

TAGLIST: @igotanidea

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chiefdirector · 11 months

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Could I request angst headcanons for dating Kingo and Druig, poly relationship, please

Poly! Kingo, Druig, and GN!Reader Angst headcanons

I think there would be two major points for angst in a poly relationship with Kingo and Druig and that would depend on if their partner was immortal or not

If their partner was immortal:

I feel like the main point of angst and grievance would come from the romance slowly fizzling out over the years

It would be nobody's fault.

yeah, Druig could've tried a little harder to plan dates

of course Kingo could have spent less time working and more time with his lovers

but in the end, it would all dial down to the allure of discovering something new in the relationship

Bickering would turn into arguing and arguing into full blown fights

Slowly, you would all become worn down, and part ways.

The love you hold for each other being the downfall because the love you had for each other made you fight hard (and in the end not hard enough) for a relationship that is doomed to fail

If their partner was mortal:

If their partner was mortal, Druig would fall madly and deeply in love, (maybe even quicker than with an immortal partner) only for the realisation that they could maybe have fifty or sixty years together before age and illness caught up with them

He would pull back from his partner

Starting with small excuses

"I have to tend to the villagers"

"Sersi has asked for my assistance..."

Each trip would last longer and longer, until he would be tempted to never return

Druig knew he couldn't handle his partner dying, it would break him and Kingo. He would never be the same.

Knowing this, he would urge Kingo to join him, saying that you deserve a relationship where you could grow old with your partner.

Kingo would reluctantly agree, but he couldn't just leave you

So he would watch you slowly age from a distance and tell himself that it is for the best.

but he was trying to convince himself more than anyone else

#chiefdirector #the eternals x reader #druig x reader #druig angst #kingo eternals #kingo x reader #druig x kingo x reader #eternals imagine #eternals druig #eternals 2021 #eternals x reader #druig #kingo #asks #anonymous

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writersuffertwice · 2 years

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our secret

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druig x reader

Sersi and Ikaris stood happily at the altar, gazing deeply into one another’s eyes. The town was in a frenzy around them, happily buzzing to celebrate their union. Off to the side, the rest of us were stuck watching the affair take place.

Sersi glanced over Ikaris’ shoulder to look at us and I offered her an overly enthusiastic thumbs up. Makkari didn’t find my gesture very encouraging and kicked me with her boot. I looked at her over my shoulder and shrugged. She only rolled her eyes.

I shifted my gaze over the other Eternals and first found Kingo who looked teary-eyed. Gilgamesh wasn’t far off from Kingo and Thena watched with a vacant but amused expression. Sprite looked like she was trying to look anywhere but directly at Sersi and Ikaris, while Ajak nodded her head toward the couple in approval. Phastos’ eyes were full of curiosity as he surveyed the people bustling around us.

Druig was the only one who caught my wandering eyes and dropped his left eye into a quick wink. I shifted my eyes away from him immediately, quickly averting them to Sprite. Looping my arm through hers, I tried to pull her thoughts away from Ikaris and Sersi for a moment.

“You doing alright, Sprite?”

“Why wouldn’t I be?” she asked bitterly. “It’s a happy occasion.”

“Right,” I muttered. “I don’t know why I asked.”

“Ignore her, she’s just moody,” Kingo whispered to me, dropping an arm over my shoulders. “The rest of us are fully capable of talking about our feelings, right?”

“Why do I feel like you’re trying to attack me?”

“Probably because he is,” Sprite chimed in, turning her attention to Kingo and I.

“Oh so I try to be supportive of you and the only thing that gets your attention is Kingo making jokes?”

“At your expense, sure,” Sprite smiled smugly. “Going to do anything to change his mind?”

I flashed my middle finger at her and Sprite returned the gesture. A smug look accompanied the gesture, taking a permanent hold of her face for the time being.

Kingo seemed proud of himself and patted my shoulder approvingly. He dropped his hands to join everyone in a thunderous sound of celebratory applause at the end of the ceremony. As I joined in with the applause, I matched Sprite’s less enthusiastically paced claps. She looked over at me upon noticing what I was doing and I winked at her.

“I need a drink,” she grumbled under her breath.

“Make sure it’s caffeine free!” Kingo called after her. “It’s already past your bedtime!”

I laughed at the sight of Kingo chasing after Sprite, hurling more backhanded comments at her. Sprite was more than capable of handling things on her own, especially Kingo and his teasing antics. She had a quick tongue that had the ability to catch even Kingo off his game every now and again.

“And to think, we could’ve had two things to celebrate today,” Phastos’ voice drifted through my ears as he bumped his arm with mine.

“You were going to get married? Who’s the lucky guy?”

“Oh leave her alone,” Thena added, approaching Phastos and I with Gilgamesh in tow.

“You’re supporting this?” Phastos asked.

“No,” she scoffed. “Figured that’s her choice though. Not much the rest of us can do about it, can we?”

“Why does everyone have this sudden interest in my life?” I asked, gazing around at the trio with curious eyes.

“Because we don’t want to see you die an old, lonely spinster,” Gilgamesh joked.

“Or because we have a bet--” Gilgamesh smacked Phastos’ arm, cutting off the remark Phastos was going to make.

“Is no one really gonna say it?” Thena asked, earning no response. “Fine. I’ll say it. You and Druig have been doing this same dance around each other for years.”

“Why doesn’t anyone harass Druig about any of this?” I asked, my eyes traveling through the crowd to find him.

“Over there,” Phastos turned the top of my head. “You know, not that it matters. Because you totally weren’t looking for him.”

Druig leaned against a wall, watching Makkari interact with a group of men seated across from them. There was a pile of things on the table and I knew Makkari was striking up some sort of deal with the men. I didn’t miss the one man swiping something from the table once Makkari turned her back to them, caught up in something Druig had said to her.

“He just does that to get a rise out of you,” Gilgamesh spoke softly.

“Childish if you ask me,” Thena muttered, earning a sharp slap in the arm from Gilgamesh. “What are you getting mad at me for? Druig is the one doing it!”

“I appreciate the pep talk, guys,” I hummed, looking away from where Makkari and Druig continued to talk. “Really, but we’ve got our entire lives to figure it out. Maybe one of these days we’ll get around to it.”

Thena opened her mouth but Gilgamesh was quick to silence her. Phastos placed a comforting hand on my back, patting it softly. I offered him a small smile, a silent thank you for his support. He returned it before pulling his hand away, turning to congratulate Sersi and Ikaris.

Sersi and Ikaris were surrounded by a growing group of people who all hoped to wish them well for the remainder of their days. None of them could comprehend what a bond like this really meant, but if anyone was going to have a huge ceremony like this to celebrate their love, it was certainly the two of them. I couldn’t stop my own eyes from searching for Druig, who was lurking somewhere far away from this sea of people.

“You should talk to him,” Ajak encouraged, coming to stand on my left. “Even Sprite is sick of seeing the two of you dance around the subject.”

I followed Ajak’s nod toward Sprite in the crowd and rolled my eyes.

“Sprite is one to talk about dancing around the subject,” I retorted, receiving a middle finger from the red-headed girl across the way.

I sent her one back, running my eyes through the crowd of bodies that were dancing and celebrating. Smiles covered their faces, making Sprite’s angry expression stand out even more.

“It’s okay to do so, you know. You’re not mindless. You have hearts, wishes, desires. It’s okay to have feelings.”

“When was the last time you took that advice?”

“She’s got you there, Ajak,” a voice spoke up from behind me. A man dressed in a deep shade of purple took residence on my right side. “Why are we talking about Ajak’s love life anyway?”

“We weren’t talking about Ajak’s love life,” I countered. “Ajak and I were.”

“No,” Ajak disagreed. “You were deflecting.”

“Ah. Everyone seems to be doing that today. For a wedding, you’d think everyone would be a little more lively.”

Ajak chuckled under her breath. “Kingo, why don’t you help her loosen up. I don’t think she’s moved from this spot all night. Maybe she’ll listen to you.”

“That I can do,” the man responded, offering his hand to me. “C’mon, let’s show these people how to dance.”

“Kingo–”

“Nope, none of that,” he interrupted. “C’mon.”

He pulled me by the hand toward the group of people dancing and enjoying one another’s company. Kingo attempted to feel the beat of the song and the movement of his body led an unnatural laugh to leave my body.

“What? You don’t like this move?”

I shook my head, laughing at the way his body jerked from side to side. “What do you call that?”

“I don’t know. I’m thinking the Resistance? You know the side-to-side motion? Resisting the pull of gravity?”

“Absolutely not,” I protested with a loud laugh. “That’s the dumbest thing I’ve ever heard.”

“Dumbest?” Kingo fiend offense. “That’s harsh. I’ve heard Ikaris say at least fourteen things dumber than that. He’s not as smart as he thinks he is.”

“That I can agree with,” I nodded, allowing Kingo to spin me in a circle before dipping my body dramatically.

“You know, you should really go for it with Druig.”

“Oh my God, Kingo,” I groaned. “I thought you brought me out here to dance. To loosen up?”

Kingo shrugged. “That’s why Ajak wanted you out here. I brought you out here to make Druig jealous. Haven’t you felt his eyes on you the whole time?”

“What?” I asked.

“Seriously? You don’t feel that? His eyes are like daggers,” Kingo continued, looking over my shoulder. “Oh look, here he comes.”

On cue, I felt Druig’s arm snake around my waist. “Mind if I cut in, Kingo?”

“Uh, I don’t know,” Kingo protested.” We were having some serious fun–”

“Wasn’t really a question, Kingo.”

“Uh, it’s fine,” I interrupted. “Right, Kingo?”

“Yeah,” Kingo shrugged. “You two have fun!”

As Druig steered me away from the crowd, I shot Kingo a look behind Druig’s back. Kingo mimicked my thumbs up from before and I rolled my eyes, flipping him the bird. Even though Druig didn’t look, I heard him laugh to himself, and I knew that somehow, he knew what I had done.

I expected him to stop once we found our way out of the crowd and I was surprised when we didn’t. His arm left my back as we walked up the stairs and I hated the feeling that bubbled in my stomach at the loss of contact. He rounded the corner at the top of the stairs which was very dimly lit.

With the limited lighting, it was hard to make out the terrain in front of me and I lost my footing. Before I went crashing to the ground, I was caught by the familiar touch I was previously missing.

“Did you have fun with Kingo?”

“Druig–”

“Did you?”

I shrugged, playing into the annoyance that was already coating his face. “A little.”

“A little?”

“Might’ve had more fun with someone else, though.”

A small smile graced Druig’s lips. “That so? Anyone specific in mind?”

I hummed, pretending to think it over. “Thought of asking Sprite. You think she’d be interested?”

“She didn’t seem to be in the best mood tonight,” Druig suggested. “So I’m not sure she’d be up for a dance.”

“And you? Are you the dancing type?”

“Not really, but for the right person I might be willing to give it a go.”

“Should I go tell Makkari her partner is waiting for her?” I asked with a raised brow.

Druig scoffed, tracing his tongue across his teeth. “So that’s what this is about. Why you haven’t looked at me all evening? You’re upset.”

“I’m not upset,” I reasoned. “I had everyone coming to talk to me about you tonight. I had to pretend like you and I haven’t been–”

“Sneaking around for months? You could’ve told them.”

“And give them the satisfaction of being right? Absolutely not.”

“So you’d rather let them annoy you instead? That makes perfect sense.”

I rolled my eyes, giving him a dumbfounded expression. “The point is, I was doing all that while you were off schmoozing Makkari.”

“Schmoozing,” Druig laughed. “That’s what I was doing? If I didn’t know any better, I’d say you were jealous.”

“No,” I protested. “The only jealous person here is you. What was that whole thing with Kingo about?”

“That was entirely different. He had his hands on you.”

I rolled my eyes again but before I could say anything, Druig dipped his head and pressed a tender kiss to my forehead. I smiled to myself at the gesture and tilted my head upward to meet his lips halfway.

“Oh my God,” a voice muttered, forcing Druig and I apart. Our heads spun, immediately finding the familiar face of Kingo. “Guys! You are never going to guess what I found! And more importantly, what you owe me!”

Druig groaned, dropping his head to my shoulder.

“So much for our secret,” I muttered.

#eternals imagine #druig imagine #eternals druig #marvel imagine #druig x reader #druig x eternal!reader

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eternalslover · 2 years

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YO WRITERS OF TUMBLR

WHERE DID ALL THE ETERNALS CONTENT GO 😭😭😭

PLEASE I NEED MORE OF IT

KINGO, SERSI, MAKKARI, DRUIG ECT

PLEASEE

AND IDEC WHAT YOU WRITE

I.E. FLUFF, SMUT, ANGST, DRABBLES, HEADCANONS, ONESHOTS ECT

I AM LIVING OFF OF CRUMBS AT THE MOMENT

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heliads · 1 year

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

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

Reader and Druig have a fight based on these prompts:

"I've moved on."

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

He chuckles quietly. “I’ll stay.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

…

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Druig,” she manages to breathe at last.

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

“Y/N,” he replies.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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eternalowl · 2 years

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Incorrect Eternals quotes part 3

Ikaris gets d e s t r o y e d in this because it’s funny

Thena, while entering a store: Why do they have door sensors outside of the exit door if you’re not even supposed to enter through there?

Gilgamesh: Probably because there’s the occasional idiot that walks through the wrong door.

Thena, dead fucking serious: Then just take the sensor away and let them run into the damn door.

Kingo: *is recording Druig struggling to husk a corn cob*

Druig: I swear I will throw this fuckin corn at your face if you don’t put your damn phone away.

Thena and Ikaris: *are about to beat the living shit out of each other in the kitchen*

Druig, running into the kitchen like a damn track star: WAIT!

Thena and Ikaris: *pause*

Druig: *quickly makes a bowl of popcorn and heads over to the couch to watch*

Druig: Okay, you may continue.

Ikaris: Today, two families will become one.

Druig, in an ominous voice: Two families enter, one leaves.

Sprite: Accurate yet terrifying.

Ajak: …The Wedding Games…

Sersi: May the bouquet toss be ever in your favor.

Phastos: I hate all of you!

Thena: Please don’t turn Gil and I’s wedding into the Hunger Games.

Ajak: BEAT HIS ASS RAINBOW DASH!

Kingo: I can’t believe you just said that…

Phastos: I don’t even want to know.

Sersi:, texting the others: There’s just this bird…

Sersi: In the Chicago airport…

Sersi: I’m going to name it Ravioli.

Thena: Is it on fire? No? Can it be solved with a fire? Also no? Does it have anything to do with cooking? Yes? Then leave me alone, I’ll just make it worse.

Gilgamesh: Hey, I’m heading to Australia-

Druig: Get me a kangaroo.

Gilgamesh: Why?

Druig: B e c a u s e.

Gilgamesh: No get your own damn kangaroo.

Kingo, running away from Ikaris for who knows why: Lemme tell you something, lemme tell you something-

Ikaris: *grabs a frying pan*

Kingo, screaming: Let mE TELL YOU SOMETHING-

Phastos: So, T, what’s your New Year’s resolution-

Thena: To start a revolution.

Sprite: Don’t you dare kill me! I have a family!

Murderer: And you think I care?

Sprite: That wasn’t a plea for mercy, that was a warning.

*sounds of cosmic energy, several explosions, screams of agony, and car alarms are heard in the distance*

Sprite: And it sounds like they’re almost here.

Thena: What happens if you press the gas and the break down at the same time?

Gilgamesh: The car takes a screenshot.

Phastos, who was just about to leave the Walmart parking lot: Get out of my car. Both of you.

Phastos: Please, Thena, don’t do anything overly violent.

Thena: You could sooner divert a river from its course than deny me my nature.

Sersi, deeply inhaling: Okay, let’s try this again. Mary had a little lamb-

Druig: Its heart as black as coal.

Thena: It crept into her room one night-

Druig: -and ate her fuckin soul.

Sersi: …

Kingo: Roses are red…

Kingo: Violets are blue…

Thena, threateningly holding a paint brush: Interrupt my painting again and I’ll fucking bite you.

Sersi: I stay in bed, I am warm. I get in the shower, I am warm. The distance between the bed and shower? No. That is not warm.

Kingo: So, if you die, how do you think it would happen?

Thena: Eh, probably old age.

Kingo: But- We don’t even age?

Thena: That’s my point.

Druig: *laughing manically after Ikaris makes a stupid mistake*

Druig: It’s funny how dumb you are.

Makkari: I always wear red to funerals. It’s my way of saying, “Hello, Death. Kiss my ass.”

Random person in an elevator: Your purse looks delicious.

Ajak: …

Ajak, ready to wack them with her purse: WHY DON’T YOU JUST EAT IT THEN???

Druig: Hey, wait-

Kingo: Sorry dude, there’s no space left in here.

Thena: We could throw Ikaris onto the roof.

Ikaris: How about we throw you on the damn roof.

Druig: I agree with Thena, now get onto the roof.

Ikaris: How about we put Gil on the roof?

Thena: *throws Ikaris out of the car and pulls Druig in*

Ajak: *closes the elevator*

Kingo, Sprite, Phastos, Druig, and Makkari: *waiting outside the elevator since they won’t fit*

Kingo, as soon as the door closes: *opens it and waves*

Ajak: *shuts the door again because she just wants to leave*

Kingo: *opens the door again and waves*

Ajak: *closes the door again*

Kingo: *opens the door AGAIN* You shall not leave.

Ajak:: *closes the door AGAIN*

Kingo: *proceeds to open it yet again*

Ikaris: Just let us fuckin leave!

Ajak: *closes the door, starting to get agitated*

Kingo: *opeNS THE FUCKING DOOR AGAIN*

Ajak, Ikaris, Sersi, Thena, and Gilgamesh: LET THE FUCKING DOOR CLOSE!

Ajak: *closes the door, ready to beat the shit out of Kingo*

Kingo: *finally lets them go*

Thena: I am fluent in many ways of kicking your ass.

Ikaris: GIVE ME BACK MY FUCKIN TWINKIES!

Druig: NO!

Phastos, to Sersi: Are they drunk-

Ikaris and Druig: SHUT THE FUCK YOUR MOUTH!

Kingo, watching a potato that’s attached to his ceiling fan: A potato flew around my room before you came-

Kingo, Ikaris, Sersi, Sprite, Druig, Phastos, Gilgamesh, Thena, Makkari, and Ajak, less than ten minutes later: *chaotic, bloody murder, unholy screeching*

Kingo: If you’ve knocked on a door, you’ve technically punched a house before.

Phastos: No-

Kingo: honk :D

Druig: WHAT

Kingo: HONK >:(

Druig: WHAT THE FUCK DOES HONK MEAN THIS TIME YOU WHIMSICAL PIECE OF SHIT???

Makkari, pointing to a strange creature: WHAT IS THAT???

Phastos: I don’t know! I remember reading something about it, but I forgot the name!

Makkari: NEVERMIND. I DON’T CARE WHAT IT IS, JUST HIT IT!

Sersi: IKARIS, GET THAT THING OUT OF THE HOUSE!

Ikaris: What? You’ve told me about how much you’ve been wanting a cat, then I found this guy! It’s fate, Sersi, FATE!

Sersi: IKARIS.

Sersi: THAT IS A RACCOON.

Sersi: Words ending in 'ie' just sound so adorable. Like cutie, sweetie, cookie-

Kingo: Eyy, homie!

Makkari: But then there's cootie...

Thena: Die.

Ajak: You fuckers don’t know about my knife stick. It’s a knife taped to a stick and it’s the ultimate weapon.

Thena: Spear.

Ajak: BLOCKED.

Ajak: I CHOOSE TO CALL IT MY KNIFE STICK.

Druig: I woke up today smiling because I saw Makkari and then I remembered that I’m still better than Ikaris.

Druig: Ajak, there’s a monster under my bed and it’s really ugly.

Ikaris, on the bottom bunk: Honestly, fuck you.

Makkari: Vegetable oil is made from vegetables, coconut oil is made from coconuts, so BABY OIL-

Phastos: CAN’T WE JUST HAVE A NICE FAMILY DINNER FOR ONCE???

Thena: *shatters a window and climbs through it*

Thena: *turns around and helps Sprite through it* Breaking and entering is wrong, Sprite.

Sprite: Okay.

Ajak: Is he stupid?

Thena, Druig, and Phastos, in unison: Yes, but he prefers to be called Ikaris.

Makkari: No thanks.

Makkari: I'm god.

Sersi, tearing up nearly every room in the Domo: WHERE ARE THEY???

Sersi, opening every cupboard after interrogating Druig: WHO MOVED THEM? WHO MOVED MY CHILDREN???

Sersi: SOMEONE MOVED MY M&Ms AND NOW I’M GOING TO START KILLING.

Ikaris, during the Emergence: What has this planet done for you? Why would you want to save it?

Sersi, Phastos, Makkari, Druig, and Thena, in unison: BECAUSE I’M ONE OF THE IDIOTS THAT LIVES ON IT!

Druig: Where are you going?

Ajak: To either get ice cream or commit a felony. I'll decide on the way.

Thena, looking at a dead phone: How do we bring this thing back to life? Magic? Live sacrifice? I know a guy in town-

Eros: What happened to Ajak?

Thena: She died.

Eros: She what?

Thena: She died, but she’s okay now.

Eros: …Can you please clarify?

Ajak the Almighty: Clarification is for the weak.

Druig, working at McDonald's: Sorry sir, we don't serve a McFuck here, so either you throw that one slice of pickle out or we're gonna have a McProblem.

Druig: Why are you burning our marriage certificate?

Makkari: Good luck returning me without the receipt.

Phastos: Ikaris, I don't like you.

Ikaris: What did you say?

Phastos: You heard me!

Ikaris, internally: And it turns out I actually didn't hear what the fuck you just said.

Ajak: Are you really planning to shoot the demon?

Makkari: Don't worry, it's a holy gun.

Ajak: How so?

Makkari: It makes holes.

Ikaris: I feel so burnt out.

Thena: Don’t worry, it'll be over soon.

Ikaris: Are you gonna... assassinate me?

Thena: Well not if you’re expecting it.

Ajak, about to jump over a canyon with the others in the back: Total lack of drivers training DON’T FAIL ME NOW!

Gilgamesh: I love you.

Thena: I love you too. I've waited so long to hear you say that.

*Gilgamesh and Thena kiss passionately*

Phastos, to Kingo: You owe me 20 dollars.

Ajak: What? I'm not aggressive!

Druig: Last Tuesday, you wacked me with a pair of sandals and stole my chocolate chips?

Ajak: Survival of the fittest, bitch!

Gilgamesh: Wow, Thena, you want to hold my hand before marriage? How awfully lewd of you.

Thena: We literally slept together yesterday and we’ve managed to convince everyone else that we’ve been married for the past few thousand years.

Gilgamesh: That's NOTHING compared to the lewdness of holding hands.

Kingo, after being buried in sand: I am the sand guardian, Guardian of the Sand.

Sprite, who is the one who buried him: POSEIDON QUIVERS BEFORE HIM!

Kingo, a few minutes later, screaming at a wave: FUCK OFF!

#eternals #eternals incorrect quotes #eternals thena #eternals gilgamesh #thenamesh #eternals druig #eternals ikaris #eternals ajak #eternals sprite #eternals phastos #eternals kingo #eternals sersi #eternals makkari #Drukkari #I think I added to much Thenamesh…#nah #there’s no such thing as too much Thenamesh #I’m running out of quotes

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scarthefangirl · 2 years

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People Watching

Druig x fem!reader

Description: Y/N has watched lovers her whole life, when will she ever find a love like the couples dancing?

Warnings: crying, says slut (not calling someone it), detailed kiss

Story type: imagine

A/N: I wrote this up at 1am and didn't revise it so read at your own risk

My eyes drift to the couples dancing in the center of the party, watching from a distance. I would never admit it, but I wish I had a love like that. The way that the pairs will look at each other with such admiration and compassion. But I'll be content waiting, like I have been for thousands of years. Even though their lives are short, the mortals still find such deep true love. I've been around for so long and have yet to have a reciprocating love.

One couple catches my eye as they dance, smiling at each other. He lifts her consistently, throwing her up in the air. She laughs and giggles and I can just tell they are in total adoration of each other. She's so beautiful, she deserves the love.

Sersi always tells me that I could find a love like that, if I gave up my petty crush on our fellow Eternal. She's probably right, but no matter hoe hard I try to move on, he gives me a sliver of a smile and I'm drawn in again. Even the smallest bit of attention from him makes me crave more.

Ajak and Sprite have tried to convince me that the feelings are mutual, but their wrong. I don't make an effort to hide the way I feel from him, he should be completely aware. Besides, I've seen the way he looks at other woman. He never looks at me with the lust and fondness.

"Whatchya lookin' at Y/N?" A familiar voice causes me to freeze slightly. The whisper had come from right behind me. The warmth of his body seems to seep into me as he stands behind me, head over my shoulder and whispering into my ear. His voice sends chills throughout my body.

"Just observing, Druig." I lie. The honest answer would be that I am watching the couples as they talk and laugh and love. I want to have all that tenderness and emotion. They are so attached to each other and I crave that.

He doesn't say anything else so we just stand there awkwardly. I turn around to face him and we lock eyes briefly. He just stays silent and walks away. I walk over towards Sersi and Ikaris, as they have a small conversation.

"I told him he shouldn't, but he did anyways!" Ikaris chuckles, but Sersi bursts into laughter. She laughs at everything he says even though he isn't a funny person. Its quite charming though to see the way she longs for even the smallest word from him.

I could try to join the conversation, but three is a crowd. I walk back to my previous spot. Somehow my eyes land on the dance floor again, a slow song now playing loudly. I watch the lovers and friends hold each other close, some sharing small conversations and others just looking at each other romantically.

One day, I tell myself, I'll fall in love like that. I'll know what its like to have such a strong relationship with someone. But as of right now I am just an outsider looking in, a person watching.

"Still 'observing' the couples as they dance?" Druig asks pointedly. I roll my eyes and turn to face him once more. His face. Ugh, why does he have to be so pretty.

"Its comforting to see that love does exist." I say openly. I had always been open with Druig, we are good friends.

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"Well it gets discouraging to live for so long without ever having a good true love. I watch mortals fall in love all the time, but that's all. Watch. And watch, and watch and watch." I complain, a frown painting over my face.

"You're saying you've never loved anyone?" He asks honestly.

"No, I do feel love for people. Persons. A person. But they don't reciprocate my feelings." I say, trying to sound obvious. I'm putting my heart on the line, giving him the option to take it or break it.

"What if this person does?" Druig raises an eyebrow. Its he saying he does or asking if the person does? He's confusing I swear.

"He doesn't. I make my feelings clear and obvious and he's never made a single move. I've loved him since I met him, he's so amazing. I am in love with him I just don't think feels the way I do." An awkward silence falls over the conversation, and I feel a lump growing in my throat.

"I'm sorry he doesn't love you." He says. Is that him saying he doesn't? All of a sudden tears rush down my cheeks and a sob escapes. He doesn't feel the same way.

A look of surprise crosses his face as I begin to cry harder. I try to suck it up, stop being a baby I scold myself. After years of loving him and only him, he just crushes me her and now in one second. I've watched others fall in and out of love hundreds of times, I always thought one day I would fall so hard you could go never pick me up. But I thought it would be a good fall, a fall where they fall too. Not like this, where I land flat on my back. Alone.

I run off, out of the party and into the grass behind the building. Ajak runs out after me, grabbing onto my arm to stop me from going anymore. Luckily we're far enough from the building where they can't hear my loud sobs.

Ajak grabs my body and pulls me into hug, cradling me close. She shushes me softly, rocking back and forth.

"Ajak, he doesn't love me back." I blubber into her shirt, gasping for air as I sob. She holds me tightly, running her fingers through my hair softly.

"Oh Y/N, I'm sure its a misunderstanding." She comforts. But I shake my head no.

"No, no. I made it obvious. I told him I loved him and he shot me down."

"Did you tell him his name?" Ajak asks, looking at me.

"No." I pout. She rolls her eyes and gives me one last big hug. We stand for awhile outside before she goes back in and gives me a moment alone. I decide to sit down, the breeze comforting as if it carries the weight of my pain away.

Just as my eyes start to flutter closed, a hand taps my shoulder. I sit up straight and face the man behind me. Druig. He's still so handsome and magnificent. His eyes lock with mine, and he leans his forehead against mine. This is a new gesture, one I am fond of.

"Y/N, I'm sorry to have caused you pain." He apologizes, he sounds so sincere and caring. Does he not know why it hurts so bad?

"It's alright. I overreacted. Its just that I've loved you for so long, so I tried to be obvious that I loved you. When you said you didn't love me back.. Well it hurt. It hurts. I'm sorry I freaked out." I admit, tears threatening again in the back of my eyes.

"You were talking about me?" He asks slowly, as if he is just finding out.

"Obviously! I've been in love with you forever!" A few tears spill from my eyes. His eyes widen further, a grin spreading across his face.

"Oh." he smiles to himself. "Well in that case, I love you. I have loved you since ewe met on the domo. I always thought you loved someone else. Maybe I'm just slow. Anyways, it always pained me to see you watching the other couples and longing for that romance because I wanted it too. I wanted it with you, I just thought you wanted it with someone else." Druig and I are sitting in the grass across from each other as he speaks.

"Really?" My voice cracks, I'm in some sort of shock. This can't be happening.

"Yes."

"Really?! Cause I guess I just always saw you looking at other woman with such longing I thought you wanted some beautiful slut or something, I didn't think you'd fall for someone of my value." I stutter. He looks shocked as I speak, almost repulsed.

"Why would I want anyone else when they all seem like rotten gross garbage compared to you. You outshine all the other woman in the universe. You're value can't be determined by anything earthy because it is to high." As he speaks I feel myself falling deeper and deeper in love with him. The way he looks at !e. Its the look I've craved for so long. The way mine and his hands fit perfectly together. The way his eyes shine as he speaks.

"I don't deserve you. Your do perfect and handsome and kind. You're everything I've ever searched and hoped for. You exceed every hope and dream. And then I'm just"- I am cut off my his lips smashing against mine. He passionately kisses me and when we pull away to breath he whispers:

"You're absolutely stunning and gorgeous and you have the biggest heart I've ever seen." He smiles at me as he speaks and when he finishes I take my turn to smash my lips on his. The way we kiss is something I never could have imagined. The warmth of his lips and the way it comes so naturally. His arms wrap around my waist and my hands fly to his neck, then raising to his hair. His hands roam my back as I tangle my fingers in his dark hair.

We stop kissing and lay down in the grass, me cuddled on his side. I could stay like this forever. It feels so amazing to be with him. I watched for so long and now I can finally know what its truly like.

"Why don't we go dance, my lady." He says with a wink. I crack a grin and stand up, him following. We walk inside, hand in hand. We take our spot on the dance floor. The first song takes a lot of spinning and footwork, but the next is a slow song. His hands grab my waist firmly yet softly, and I lay my arms across his shoulders. Our eyes meet and I see the love in his eyes. This is it. The looks of adoration, the emotion, the love. No more watching.

"This is all I've ever wanted."

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michwritesstuff · 1 year

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Marvel Masterlist

all posts contain individual warnings/notes! * indicates smut/sexual activity mentioned so minors DNI!

Bucky Barnes

I Wanna See You Girl

Druig

*It’s None of Your Business

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marveldaily · 2 months

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Barry Keoghan as Druig in Eternals | 2021

#eternals #barry keoghan #marveledit #druig #filmedit #filmgifs #userteri #usertennant #miatendos #tuserpris #useraurore #underbetelgeuse #usersugar #userelysia #tuserpolly #usersameera #*#gif #by diana

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undiscovered-horizon · 1 year

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"Hope for the future" - Druig x Eternal!Reader

SUMMARY: When you decide to visit Druig in his little village after nearly 500 years, he asks you to stay with him. But there's something else on his mind, too...

A/N: inspired by 'Hope for the future' - Bastille. That shit always gets a tear out of me.

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Five hundred years was, actually, quite a lot of time. Even for someone who was immortal. So much could happen! Entire generations die never knowing peace, while others are completely oblivious to the idea of war. It was enough time to change someone into a person you no longer recognize and that was possibly the scariest thought you had: after 500 years, is Druig the same man he was the last time you saw him?

To be honest, you were never planning on visiting him in his village. When he marched out of Tenochtitlan, it seemed pretty obvious that he wished to be left alone but everyone has to indulge in egoism once in a while, right? You had been bravely bearing the yearning you had for Druig but there came a moment when you started to feel physically sick because of it. So, truthfully, your visit was entirely a self-indulging endeavour: see him, quench your hopeless yearning and hopefully put up with your heartache for another five centuries. It was a little pathetic but still better than never getting to see him again.

In a way, Druig looked like a king in a castle. Although, "shepherd among his sheep" would be more accurate. He had created this undiscovered haven in an uncharted land and now he was just strolling through, beaming with pride and might. It was a beautiful paradox - the more he gave of himself to others, the more he became himself.

"My beautiful lady," he called out. There was that cocky smile he so often wore - something you found both endearing and annoying. "What brings you here?"

"Oh, you know, was in the neighbourhood and thought I'd pop in, say hi."

"And here I was beginning to think you have forgotten about me."

"I don't think I can."

Without waiting any longer, you engulfed him in a longing hug. His embrace was pleasantly tight as if he, too, missed having you around. Taking a deep breath, you noticed he now smelt of rain and ground cover. His skin was warmer than you remembered but it wasn't something bad; it reminded you of safety and comfort.

"It's good to see you, Druig," you quietly said.

"Of course it is," he answered. Then, to your utmost displeasure, Druig pulled away from the longing embrace. Jungle heat felt sadly cold for a moment. "Come, I'll show you around."

Druig lost sight of you when a group of teenage girls swarmed around you in curiosity. While fighting over who gets you to give you a quetchquemitl as a welcoming gift, the giggling mob pulled you away. No matter how much he wished to follow you, he knew better - there were still things he had to see through.

Noon was already approaching when Druig found you again, this time without the nosy kids. You were sitting on the porch stairs, next to a little girl, attempting weaving. It was hard to believe you hadn't been here even for a full day.

He just stood there, admiring how you blended right in like here was where you were always meant to be. Although Druig's judgement could hardly be trusted - he was terribly biased. Little Catalina was teaching you basket weaving and from what he could tell, you were doing quite well. The crafty tutoring was accompanied by Catalina's grandparents: Santiago and Blandine, who were sharing the most notable events from the village's life. Anytime Druig saw the elderly couple, a pang of jealousy struck his heart. How beautiful would it be to grow old with someone, even figuratively? To have someone who cared and understood despite everything? And how wonderful would it be to love someone so much?

Then Santiago must have said something funny because you suddenly erupted in laughter. Druig was certain he could never grow tired of that sight. The world seemed a little brighter, a little warmer, throughout the minute when you were laughing. But then sorrow and heartache took him over once again: soon enough, you were going to leave to go back to your own life. He had grown familiar with the lovesick loneliness that seemed to always follow him around. Only for that one morning, when he was watching you weave a basket, did that sorrow leave him for a moment. But then, when it came back to weigh on his shoulders, did Druig realize its heaviness. How did he even manage to breathe for the past 500 years?

He knew that if he was not going to do something about his heavy heart now, he might never have a second chance. Spend another five centuries without you? It was a thought too cruel to even entertain.

"Mind if I steal the lady?" he asked little Catalina.

With a bright smile that lacked a few front teeth, she shook her head and continued weaving. Blandine's old hand pulled the stray strands of the girl's hair behind her ears. Her little fingers weaved with impressive speed and precision.

"Don't finish without me!" you jokingly warned the girl before turning to Druig. He seemed... worried. "What's going on, Druig?"

"I need to talk with you."

Gently pulling your arm, Druig began walking towards the privacy of a jungle backcountry. Passing by various locals, they would only glance at the two of you and go back to whatever they were doing. It seemed as if you were the only one concerned with Druig's nervousness or worry.

He let go of your arm only when the thick rainforest swallowed any signs of human life. But why would he bring you in the middle of nowhere? However you thought about it, none of the answers was good: thick shrubbery was audience only to passionate violence and confessions of unhappy love.

"Something's happened?"

You couldn't help but worry about him. He was someone who could keep a secret but was never secretive per se.

"I've been meaning to ask you something," he confessed with a serious tone. Despite the weight of his statement, Druig's face remained unreadable.

"I'm all ears, whatever you need."

Looking for any microexpression, you closely watched his face but it stayed as expressionless as ever.

To your surprise, Druig placed his hands on the sides of your face and rested his forehead against yours. The two of you stood in pleasant, intimate silence for a moment. He let out a heavy, although shaky, breath before he whispered:

"You're the only thing I could think about for the past five centuries. I wrote your name down on the hillside in my mind." He made a pause to take another, shaky breath. "Stay here with me, please."

At first, you were questioning your sanity. Maybe five hundred years of pining after a man had left its mark on you. But it couldn't be that... If there was anything you could be sure of, it was his warm presence: his hands warming your cheeks and his hot breath brushing against your face. Has he really waited all of five hundred years to make that confession? Could all of your heartbreak have been prevented had he said those words a few centuries earlier?

"Why are asking me now?" you asked quietly. You could feel your throat clenching but it wasn't tears of sadness that threatened to run down your cheeks. "Why haven't you before?"

Druig's thoughts wandered back to Santiago and Blandine. Every day they sat on the porch, holding hands and looking after children whose parents were working. On the days when he couldn't get your name off his lips, Druig wondered if he could ever have something like that: you and him, holding hands and watching children grow up - your children.

"Hope for the future got me on my knees."

Then you felt his lips move against yours. There was a certain desperation in his affection as if he expected the world to end in the next few minutes. Without needless reasoning, you kissed him back. Your hands clenched the material of his sleeveless shirt making sure he won't pull away any time soon.

There was no course of history in which you could reject his offer.

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Bliss

Summary - Druig knows how to bring you bliss

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

His eyes narrowed: challenged accepted.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

Centuries later, he held onto that promise.

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

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

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

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

The End

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manikas-whims · 1 year

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Longing Gazes, featuring:

Anne and Gilbert // Anne with an E

Kate and Anthony // Bridgerton

Kaz and Inej // Six of Crows

Druig and Makkari // Eternals

Lockwood and Lucy // Lockwood and Co

» If you like any of these ships, you're obligated to watch Lockwood and Co on Netflix. You'll definitely love the tension between Lockwood and Lucy «

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dailymarvelgifs · 3 months

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ETERNALS (2021) dir Chloé Zhao

#marveldaily #dailyavengers #marvellegends #marveladdicts #mcusource #fyeahmovies #userbbelcher #usertreena #userkraina #underbetelgeuse #eternals #makkari #druig #*#by airam

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eternalowl · 2 years

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Eternals incorrect quotes part 2

Kingo: That was a joke. Say “ha”

Sprite: Ha.

Kingo: Now say it again.

Sprite: Ha.

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

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

Phastos: The amount of stress you bring this family.

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

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

Gilgamesh: What are you in the mood for?

Thena: World domination.

Gilgamesh: That’s a bit ambitious.

Thena: You are my world.

Gilgamesh: Aww…

Thena: …

Gilgamesh: …

Thena: …

Gilgamesh: OH-

Kingo: I have an idea.

Ikaris: A good idea?

Kingo: Let's not get ahead of ourselves.

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

Thena: Why not?

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

Thena: I’m not wearing makeup right now.

Kingo: Holy crap, you’re beautiful.

Everyone: You're alive.

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

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

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

Kingo: You jump off a cliff.

Druig: Gladly, provided Thena did first.

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

Sprite: Only as their rodeo clown.

Sersi: What makes you all smile?

Gilgamesh: Friends and Family.

Druig: Snacks.

Ikaris: Victory and success.

Thena: Face muscles.

Ajak: Damn, the power went out.

Kingo: Don’t worry, I got this.

Kingo: *shakes rapidly and starts to light up*

Ajak: What-?

Kingo: I swallowed a glow stick!

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

Phastos, texting: O

Kingo: What?

Phastos: Don’t read into that.

Kingo: But I will read into that.

Phastos: HOW?! IT’S A LETTER!

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

Phastos: Dude, really?

Phastos: It’s a fucking letter.

Kingo: It could stand for something!

Phastos: IT DOESN’T, I PROMISE!

Kingo: Like Oppression! Or worse…

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

Kingo: Optometrist.

Phastos: Oh my God…

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

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

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

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

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

*playing twister*

Kingo: Right hand red.

Makkari: *ends up on top of Druig*

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

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

Sersi: What do you have?

Sprite: A KNIFE!

Sersi: NO!

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

Makkari: We're chopsticks!

Kingo: Well... that's cute!

Kingo: Does that mean you two snuggle together perfectly?

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

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

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

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

Gilgamesh: There are two types of people.

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

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

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

Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Gilgamesh: Again?

Thena: Did they win?

Teacher: Your child was in a fight.

Makkari: I need to talk to them about that…

Druig: Did they win?

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

Druig: Being a fish.

Sersi: Well, shit.

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

Druig: I don’t know, three or four.

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

Makkari, agreeing with Druig: Yeah, maybe five.

Phastos: Five what?!

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

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

Thena: Kingo, we tried things your way.

Kingo: No, we didn't.

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

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

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

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