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upon-a-starry-night · 11 months

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Never Lost Pt1

~Ongoing~

Drukkari x female reader

College Au

Summary: You meet your new roommate Makkari and her friends at college. Something begins developing between you, Druig, and Makkari, but will insecurities and sorority girls get in the way of your blooming romance?

(disclaimer! This series is unedited and will have errors- I apologize)

You smiled as you felt the fresh warm air hit your face, stepping out of the car you admired to view in front of you.The dorm buildings were huge and lavish, you could only imagine what the inside looked like.

You were snapped out of your thoughts by your mom nudging your shoulder

“Come on Y/n, we don’t have all day and I have a flight to catch” She grabbed some of your bags from the backseat and began walking towards the dorm doors, you playfully rolled your eyes- it was 8 AM you both had plenty of time to get your stuff unpacked.

Your mother had gratefully made the drive up to California with you in your car, but she was catching a flight back home this evening in order to get back in time for work.

You grabbed one of the duffel bags and slung it around your shoulder before grabbing a box and following after your mom, you found her talking with the receptionist at the front desk of the building, they both looked at you as you approached

“Hi! You must be Y/n?” the woman questioned and you groaned

“Mom, what have you told her?” your mom just shook her head with a small smile

“I’m just trying to find out where your room is y/n” She stated, you squinted your eyes at her in suspicion

“Right, I just need you to sign a few papers and then i can give you your keycard- it’s used to get in your dorm, foodhall, and lounge rooms”

“Ok cool” You set down your stuff and grabbed the pen handed to you, briefly reading over everything before signing

“So she has a roommate right?” Your mom inquired

“Yes, she arrived yesterday so all of her stuff will be in the room already, i’m not sure if she’s there currently but i guess you’ll find out” The receptionist said

“She?” Your mother turned to you with an inquisitive smirk on her face and you had to physically restrain yourself from rolling your eyes again.

It was no secret that you were bisexual, and you were lucky to have a mother that was accepting but it also meant that she was buying you anything and everything that had a rainbow and assumed you were going to fall in love with every girl you met. You were lucky you did most of the shopping for your dorm by yourself or you’re almost entirely sure your bedspread and school supplies would all be rainbow.

You waved a polite goodbye to the front desk lady as you picked up your bags and new keycard and began walking to your dorm, you had to take the elevator because your room was on the second floor but you didn’t mind as you didn’t have anything too heavy to unpack anyway.

You scanned the keycard until the lock flashed green and entered the room, you looked over to the other side that was practically already fully decorated and noticed a few track trophies and posters of older bands of music, they had good taste you decided.

You set your stuff down on your side, throwing the duffle bag onto the bed before following it and laying down.

Huh, the bed wasn’t as bad as you thought it’d be.

Your mother huffed “no no no Y/n there is no time for resting, we’ve got to unpack the rest of the car come on” She left no room for arguments as she exited the room, she was always one to worry about time crunches.

You ran after your mom as she nearly speed walked out of the building, stopping in the lobby to catch your breath when you noticed by far the prettiest girl you’d ever seen walk into the building, she was dressed in a crop top and leggings showing off her beautiful caramel skin and good physique as she wiped sweat off her neck with a towel, obviously coming back from some sort of run.

She looked over at you, catching you staring and giving you the most beautiful smile you’d ever seen before waving and walking away. Oh yeah, you liked this college already.

You and your mom grabbed the rest of your stuff and you locked your car before making your way back, this time when you opened your door there was someone inside and you thanked the heavens for whoever assigned the roommates. The same girl you’d run into downstairs was sitting on her bed and scrolling on her phone, looking up when you and your mother entered

“Oh look Y/n! Hi, I’m y/n’s mother it’s nice to meet you” You mother set down the boxes she was holding and walked over to the pretty girl who sat up to shake your moms hand

“What’s your name darling?” your mother questioned, you could see the girl paying avid attention to your mom’s mouth, you were about to question it before your eyes were drawn down to her hands as she signed her name M-a-k-k-a-r-i. Ah, now you understood, she was reading her lips.

You smiled to yourself as you put down your boxes and walked over, introducing yourself in return, the girl looked mildly surprised but more pleased than anything.

“You speak sign language?” She signed

You nodded “My nephew is deaf so i learned it so I could communicate with him-, you explained

“That’s very sweet of you”

“Thank you”

“Well i’m glad to see you two getting along already” you mother interjected “but we need to get you set up Hon” she turned to you and you sighed

“Alright”

Makkari offered to help and despite you telling her you didn’t want to inconvenience her, she still helped you set up a few things, the three of you working together got the unpacking done a lot faster than you’d excepted and by the time noon came around you were practically finished

“Shit that was fast” you expressed, Makkari smiling and your mother swatting you on the shoulder

You sat down on your bed as your mother announced she was going to the bathroom, Makkari sat across from you on her bed

“So,” you began signing “You do track?” you nodded your head in the direction of her trophies

She beamed “Yes! I love running, it’s always been very therapeutic for me”

You snorted “couldn’t be me, exercise is not my thing, the most I can do is like 2 push-ups and a hike to the nearest ice cream shop”

She shook her head, pretending to scold you “exercise is very important, helps to keep you healthy”

“Amongst other things” you muttered to yourself, trying hard not to look at the abs showing slightly under the crop top she was wearing, when you looked back up she was smirking. Shit, had she read your lips?

Your mother burst back in right at that moment, complaining that you hadn’t moved since she left and forcing you to get off your bed to continue setting everything up, there were still some things you needed, like food for the next week at least and a few textbooks so after finishing your room you waved goodbye to Makkari and went off with your mom.

You had a feeling this school year was going to be interesting, to say the least

Yay Chapter 1! As always, Please leave a comment to tell me what you thought!- Starry

Pt2.

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stranger-nightmare · 2 years

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hawuu and Happy birthday

If you don't mind can you do Makkari with “am i not important to you anymore?” from one of the prompts you suggested.

Thank you and hope you have a great day

𝐌𝐲 𝐆𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐓𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞

angst prompt 5 “am I not important to you anymore?”

pairing: Makkari x (gender neutral) Reader

summary: Makkari has been distant ever since the events following the emergence

warnings: fluff, angst

You feel your heart ache as you look over at Makkari. She’s sat in her favourite chair in the Domo again, rapidly flicking through her favourite book collections. It was the same routine ever since the emergence. Waking up before you, moving to the chair, reading her books and playing with her trinkets, then eventually heading to bed way after you were ready asleep.

Despite living with Makkari for years you suddenly felt as she’d become a stranger. She hardly spent time with you anymore, hardly spoke with you, barely even looked at you. You knew she’d been shaken up by finding out the truth of the Eternals’ existence, you know she probably just needed some time to get to grips with it, to get to grips with herself and who was. But you were reaching a breaking point and you weren’t sure how much more of this you could take.

Makkari looks up from her seat, finding you standing in the doorway.

“What’s wrong?” She signs at you, letting the book rest in her lap.

“I’m surprised you even noticed I was here” you huff.

She looks at you quizzically.

“What do you mean?” She signs again, moving to sit up in her chair and face you properly.

“I mean, it’s been ages since you’ve even really acknowledged my presence. You’ve been holed up in here with all your precious trinkets for weeks, Makkari. I’ve barely seen you let alone spoke to you. I just-” you sigh, trialing off at the end. “Am I not important to you anymore?” You squeak, tears stinging your eyes.

At that Makkari gets up and runs over to you. She puts her hands on your shoulders, giving you a light squeeze until you lift your eyes up to meet hers.

“Of course you’re important to me. You’re the most important thing in my life” she signs at you earnestly.

“It doesn’t feel like it” you feel one tear escape down your cheek. “You’ve been spending so much time in here with all your treasures it just feels like there no time, or place, left for me” you sniff.

Makkari shakes her head, sorrow etched on her face.

“I’m sorry, I'm sorry if I’ve made you feel that way. After finding out the truth of my existence I've been searching for some kind of meaning amongst Earth’s history, like all these artefacts would somehow show me my place in the world, or who I am or who I’m supposed to be” she sighs deeply, taking a deep breath before carrying on. “But I didn’t need to. My place has always been wherever you are. You are my meaning in my life. Who I’m supposed to be is whoever I am when I'm with you” she smiles gently.

When you don’t answer she looks at you earnestly, her eyes desperately seeking yours. You don’t take your eyes off the floor, almost too overwhelmed to look at her, so she gently cups your face in her hands. She wipes away your tears before she lets you go.

“You are and always have been,” she signs, “my greatest treasure.”

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A/N: I hope you liked this, thank you for the request!! <33

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natsarrownecklacx · 1 year

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Midnight Race

*Wanda and Y/n trying to sleep in the middle of the night.*

Y/n: *Turns on the lamp next to her side of the bed.* “Wands, who do you think would win in a race between Pietro and Makkari?”

Wanda: *Groaning.* “Shhhh, Dekta. Go back to sleep. Please.”

Y/n: “But. Who do you think would win. I mean Piet is fast, really fast, but Makkari….”

Wanda: *Rolling over.* “Your not going to sleep until you figure this out are you?”

Y/n: “Nope!”

*Twenty minutes later outside the compound.*

Pietro: “Why did we have to do this right now?”

Wanda: “Because Y/n wanted to know. And because if she’s going to keep me up she might as well keep you up to.” *Smiling evilly.”

Makkari signing: I’m going to win, but I don’t mind the competition. *Smirks.*

#Wanda Maximoff x Reader #wanda maximoff x y/n #wanda maximoff #pietro maximoff x reader #makkari x reader #makkari #pietro maximoff #Late night thoughts with y/n

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redrydersrequiem · 4 months

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Golden eyed phantom ch 1

Pairing Druig x reader

Rating explicit 18+ only minors ageless blank and non unadapted blogs will be blocked.

Plot: phantom of the opera au

Warnings: Some smut (im still learning how so go easy on me) fingering, dream sex, mind control but not dark)

The opera de popular was one of the crown jewels of paris, a place where dreams and nightmares can become a reality. It’s also where young (y/n) (l/n) found themselves living after the untimely death of their only living relative, their father.With no living family and no prospective husband (y/n) would have been homeless if not for Madame Ajak,the kindly dance instructor of the opera and a dear friend to the girls late father.

Madame Ajak became the mother you never knew, kind, caring, always able to cure any physical ailment that seemed to bother her or anyone else, with Madame came Sersi. She was another girl that had grown up in the opera. Madame Ajak was unable to have children of her own so she adopted Sersi when she was just a baby. The young woman was only a few years older then (y/n) and the two became fast friends. Sersi showed you the ins and outs of the opera house, really the ins and outs of Paris. Many times she would take you out and about to learn about your new home and everything in it including the rest of the people that would make up your new family. The first members you met came in the form of Gilgamesh and Thena.

Gilgamesh was the chief of security for the opera house. He was a giant boulder of a man well built and very intimidating at first glance, that is until he smiles at you and turns into the giant teddy bear he is. Always making sure all of us are safe and sneaking in baked goods every now and then. You wouldn’t know just from looking at him but he was an amazing baker, especially his pies they were to die for. With Gilgamesh came his partner Thena,she was gorgeous a goddess without even trying. She was the stunt, fighting and weapons expert for the opera and many other production houses in Paris. Many people thought she was a model but the mere thought made her grimace, “Why would I want to be a model and have to care what everyone thought of me?” Even though she had a tough exterior she was also very kind in her ways. Thena was determined for all of us younger girls at the opera to be able to protect ourselves, teaching everyone basic self defense and warning signs and so on and so forth. She was truly a ferocious mama bear if she wanted to be, to you she just became a protective aunt.

Next up was, without a doubt, your favorite trio, Phastos,Sprite and Makkari. All three worked backstage, keeping the opera house running as fabulously as it does. Phastos was the head engineer/ prop master. If something needed to be built he was the guy, his creations awe inspiring, some looking as though they had come straight out of the future, but he was still humble enough to answer any questions you or anyone had about the devices. Alongside Phastos worked sprite. She was young that was undeniable but boy was she talented, A true artist she was the head set designer and painter. Everything she created was so stunning you couldn’t even tell it wasn’t real. While Phastos was somewhat humble, Sprite was spunky, quick witted and sharp tongue when wronged. She halted being looked down on because of how young she looked and would lay into anyone who belittled her.

Makkari was a completely different story, even though she was deaf that did not stop her. Always with a kind smile on her face she ran around helping pull everything together. She was the resident lighting and stage hand always in the right place at the right time, almost like there were seven of her. When she wasn’t working she would be in the shopping district, dragging (y/n) with her to oogle all the shiny and sparkly Knick knacks, all the beautifully colored fabrics and imports coming in. In fact that's how Kingo was introduced.

Kingo was a fashionista, a real eye for how to make everyone look their best with one look.he was the opera's resident costume designer / understudy. Kingo dreamed of being on stage; he knew all the words, all the songs, everything, but sadly his time in the spotlight had not yet come. Everyone always reassured him his time would come, in fact you would always run lines with him whenever he was feeling down, he was over the top dramatic for sure but so entertaining. Probably the only thing more entertaining was picking on him with sprite and makkari. His reaction to the twos joke always brought a smile to your face, and was almost a bonding experience with the other girl.

During the day there was enough to distract you from your sullen thoughts. In particular the formation of a new found family, always there to relieve you of your boredom and loneliness but at night it was a different story. About a month after you had arrived you sat in the opera's small chapel, lighting a candle for your fathers soul. You guess your gentle weeping is what brought forth the angel's song, but all you really remember is the gentle glowing gold of the candles or at least you think it was the candles but you didn't really care as the feelings of calm wash over you with the soft timber of the angel's voice. At night or really whenever you were alone the angel would speak to you. Teach you the ways of the opera house and the music that went along with it. He was a mystic presence, always there but never in reach.

He invaded your whole life, when not learning from him at night your dreams started turning to him.

It would start with his voice, hearing it in your head as you drifted to sleep, the scene would change to a candle lit backdrop, soft smells of vanilla fill the air, a dreamy feeling wanders around you, then you would feel hands wrap around you. They were strong, long fingers as they wandered up and down your frame. You dare not turn around not wanting the feelings he provokes from you to end too quickly.

You watch as those glorious hands gently slide up your leg taking your thin night shift with them until they reach your core. A branding iron of heat in eloping you as he probes you. Fingers lightly playing with your clit as his lips caressed your ear, words ringing through your very soul it felt

“My beautiful beautiful muse, I've waited so long for you. I’ll never forget the day I first heard your voice, it was like hearing a blessing.”

You couldn’t even articulate words to reply to him shivering as hard as you were from merrily his touch.

“I can not wait for the day you truly belong to me. Mind. Body. And soul”

You feel his fingers stroking in tune to his words. Marking his point deep within your walls, but before you are able to climb to the peak a loud ringing sounds from beside you

“Ignore it”

You try of course but the ringing doesn’t stop. With each ring the scene around you shakes, deteriorating back into the blackness that waits behind your rapidly opening eyes. You sit up in shock, eyes trying to adjust to your bedroom as your alarm rings beside you. Your body still shivering from the after effects of the dream you just had.

Five years had passed, under your teachers guidance your gift bloomed but the only people you would even attempt to try to sing for would be your new family, and that was only light humming. The dreams became normal as well. Usually they happened after working with your mysterious and gracious master. You never learned anything more about him. All you knew was his voice but the one in your dreams seemed to evolve.

First was his hands and then his arms then his legs,his back,even a head of dark brown hair. But never his face. It was starting to vex you honestly, every time waking up from the pure euphoria of those dreams too have reality slap you in the face of how lonely you felt. Not that your new family did not appease your heart, in fact being with them was as natural as breathing. To be honest you couldn't describe what was wrong with you, all you could summarize it as was that it felt like part of you was missing.

A week after your 24th birthday the new owners of the opera appeared and with them came someone familiar.

“Listen up everyone!” Mr Richard's the old owner calls to everyone, all of us currently gathered on the main stag rehearsing the latest show

“I would like to introduce the new owners of the opera Monsieur Nelson and Monsieur Murdock.”

Everyone claps all clambering around to get the best views of the two young owners. You had to admit neither were horrible looking, you thought it was interesting for a blind person to want to buy an opera but it made sense to, even if he couldn’t see the performances, listening to them was the next best thing.

‘Thank you all, thank you we are both very happy to start our adventures in the arts.” Mr Nelson started “We would also like to introduce our generous backer Count Ikaris de solar.” Finished Mr Murdock to when a handsome brunette stepped onto stage to everyone’s approval and applause.

“Ikaris?” You gasped out as everyone continued to clap and awe over the count

“Do you know him (y/n)?” Sersi asks confusingly

“Yes, we knew each other as children. We were somewhat close before his family moved away, I can’t believe that's truly him.”

Before you get another word in, a loud clearing of the throat silences everyone. Mademoiselle Ayesha and her pompous son Adam, step through the crowd in their fine costumes. The madame was the current lead soprano for the opera even though you thought she couldn't sing for shit. Her voice was almost as grating as her attitude towards everyone. Sprite assumed the only reason she was given any parts was because of her stupidly wealthy family and late husband. But you choose not to comment on that. The woman stands there covered in gold and signals to the maestro to start at the top of her aria once more

Oh no she's starting again Sersi says from beside you already getting ready to cover her ears. In fact you can even see the housekeeping staff in the audience stuffing Cotton in their ears. The woman doesn’t get but a few lines in the aria her screeching tone ringing through the stage before the rolled up backdrop above her comes crashing down. The light but sturdy fabric lands on top of the soprano pinning her belly flopped to the stage floor to the shocks and screams of everyone around.

They rush to help the woman up but the damage to her pride is too great. She starts screeching about all the previous accidents directed at her, of all the misfortune and indignity that has befallen her and how she will not stand for it any longer. Mr Murdock simply stands there letting the scene unfold as Mr Nelson loses his mind along the diva as she. Stomps her heel gathering all her things, her son and their people and promptly leaving

The new owners were in a tissy (mostly foggy) wondering how they are supposed to open tomorrow with no star. How this whole adventure is now wasted. Madame Ajak promptly interrupts, saving Mr Nelson from a full melt down, handing the duo a dark black envelope with a giant red wax seal on it.

“Where did that come from?” You ask Sersi

“That confirms it then, It must was the phantom”

“The phantom?”

“Have you honestly not heard the others talk about this?

“No?”

She just shakes her head at you before filling you in on the details

“He's a mysterious person, some say he’s a ghost, others a demon but no one knows for sure. They say he's been here forever always making his presence known. In fact the previous owner used to pay him a monthly wage just to appease him, that and that box number 5 be kept empty for him whenever he wishes. Everything was going well but this past couple years he has gotten a little more devious.

“Why?”

No one really knows, and everyone’s afraid to ask or look around afraid they’ll never be seen again.

Before you can ask sersi more your name is being called.

“(Y/n)(l/n) can do it.”

What?” You had missed the conversation between the two new owners and Madame Ajak

One of your dances can replace the star diva from the past 5 years.? Your sure about that?

“Foggy why don't we give the girl a chance”

“Matt this is doing nothing for. My nerves

You stand there like a deer in headlight hoping you could somehow slip to the back and out of sight but Sersi sees you growing anxiety and gently but firmly directs you towards Ajak.

Madame gently took you from her daughter and lead you to the center of the stage

“Madame what,,,,but,, I,,,”

“It will be alright dear. I've heard you practice these last couple of years when you sneak off at night, and i know your teacher has taught ypu well”

“My teacher?”

Ajak just gives you a knowing look before she turns towards the maestro and nods at him leaving you standing there as everyone watches.

You hear quiet cheer from stage left where your little opera family all stand giving you thumbs up and right smiles, trying to ease your nerves, though it doesn’t really help, it's not till you look up towards the grand chandler that that gentle calming glow envelops your senses once more.

“From the top of the aria mademoiselle”

The band picks up and the music begins to play

To be honest you don't remember much after that. It was a whirlwind of activity. Being swept off stage and quickly fitted into costumes, stage managers telling you where you need to stand, color spotting you with lights all the fixing basically to make it seem like you were always meant to be in the role.

You didn't know that while you sang your heart out on stage a certain young count had finally taken notice of you

“(Y/n)?”

“That’s the girl that used to follow you around?” Count Arishem Ikarus’s father ask begrudgingly

“Yes father that's the daughter of that famous violinist tha lived near our old summer home.”

“Well, well we may have found ourselves a diamond in the rough after all. The elder count scrutinizes the crowd all gawking at the peasant, like she's a princess. All he sees is an opportunity to boost his family further, the gears of his plan already forming in his mind.

Phantoms pov

There she is at last! Right where she belongs, my beautiful beautiful muse.

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

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imagine-it · 2 years

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“A GOOD NIGHT WITH A GOOD BOY”

SYNOPSIS:

Druig had that proud pose and all-too-familiar unshakable expression since you seeing each other for the first. You used to find him boring for that, though also intriguing. He was difficult to deal and almost impossible to live with at times. But sometimes he also was the sweetest guy on earth. And for you, now he's the best friend you could ever had in your entire life. Also, he can be such a good boy. Even if Druig isn't good for your head and heart, even if he's always unbearably bossy and incisive, you discovered the different shades of him... The shades he shows only when he's with you.

CONTENT: switch!Druig x switch!Reader, eternal!Reader, fem!Reader; a lot of smut and explicit words, a lil bit of degrading kink, a lil bit of praise kink; a lot of fluff and sentimentalism. All content is consensual!!

I'm thinking abt make it a "shortfic" imagine with lot of stories abt how Druig and the reader became friends and then become a couple. Please tell me if u like the idea! <3

This should've be Druig sub till the end, but I couldn't control myself jsgwisgdidv!! And that Switch!Druig au just drove me crazy 😳... y'know, wish I could be the reader 😳

Don't dare read if you're a minor and go do your homework. Sensitive and adult content bellow. You've been warned! :)

If u like, hear while reading:

"Look at me." you ordered, grabbing those brown strands between your fingers.

Looking at him through the mask of pride and hate, you found a lonely and sensitive man. He was unexpectedly affectionate and submissive. At least when he was with you.

And in that moment, Druig's eyes were begging for any attention you could give him.

He looked like he was about to cry as he begged for you. "Please..." The blue eyes glued to yours and the mouth so pretty let the sweet voice sound. "Please kiss me." he begged, moaning your name at the end.

Your right foot did a great job on stimulating the wet member under the thin fabric. And with both arms tied, Druig couldn't do anything but heed your orders and beg like a dog — and it wasn't like he wanted to resist all that.

A mischievous smile graced your lips and biting the lower one for a second, you pondered whether you should really spoil him right now.

And you decided yes. "You were a good boy, Druig." Yes, he was a good boy. And yes, he deserve a kiss. A long, wet one, more delicious than anything in the world. But not now.

"So needy." You teased him, earning a gasp in response.

Ur hands traveled a slow path from his neck to Druig's hard cock, teasing him until he couldn't anymore. Your lips were too busy with his exposed skin to say anything at that moment. And suddenly, a mischievous thought crossed your mind as you heard him moan and plead so sweetly once more.

"Kiss Me." He insisted.

And you denied. "Not yet." Druig trembled.

Ending all contact for a brief second, you laid that man's strong body on the bed, stripping him of all unnecessary clothes for the moment.

The sight of a naked, panting, flushed Druig hit you hard. Knowing that only you could see and fuck him like this. It was like you could come just from that.

Savoring a unique image, you sat on your man's uplifted cock to tease him as you undressed yourself. And the Eternal's watchful eyes sent a shiver down ur spine and a twinge in the pit of your stomach. Fuck... He always made you feel like the most wonderful, sexiest woman in the world.

And without taking your eyes off his, you ran your hand over your skin, playing with the thin, almost transparent lingerie strap. Gradually you withdrew it piece by piece, making sure not to move an inch on his cock.

You enjoy torturing him as much as you enjoy having him inside you.

Completely naked, you returned to the starting position, laying your body on top of him.

Druig's blue eyes never left your breasts, so full and delicious. So ready for him. The sensitive, erect nipples that seemed to beg for the Eternal's experienced mouth. Only he himself could know how much he loves every part of your body, but this one in particular... Ah, he had some fetish in having you in his arms while he savored every part of your chest.

"Druig, dear..." You whispered, snapping him out of his impure fantasies. Kissing his slightly flushed cheeks next.

And sliding your palm over his uncovered abdomen, teasing him with your nails, you went down a little further, finally feeling the bulging veins and the typical heat of that man's arousal.

Druig was so hard. So deliciously ready to enter you and let you fuck yourself on top of him.

But again, it wasn't time yet. "Be a good boy." You encouraged by sensing how impatient he was.

Making a point of facing the blue expanse in front of you, you brushed your body against his as you caressed the damp head of his throbbing cock.

A long gasp left Druig's swollen red mouth. He bit his lip and arched his body as you circled such a sensitive place, pressing hard enough and taking him from heaven to hell in a second when you stopped, testing the limits of his patience. "More." He asked. But it seemed a little too bossy for you.

"Ask right and maybe I'll do it." You whispered roughly against his ear.

"Please give me more!" He uttered it loud and desperate. It made you completely lose your mind.

He wanted you so much. To feel you, to have any part of you. Touch you.

And that was so genuine. Druig can be so fucking provocative and he knew it.

In one second, both breaths became one as you brought your face closer to the Eternal, "I'll give you what you want, m'love." and so you feel the mouths rubbing of as you talk, just to teasing him.

The clash of lips then was initiated by him, who couldn't stand being so far away from you anymore. And responding as eagerly as you were received, you explored every corner you could, savoring the wetness and softness of that tongue. Tangled together and nibbling on Druig's bottom lip afterwards, your kiss came and went, your tongue reaching the roof of that man's mouth, who had a sensitive spot on every part of his body — and you knew them all.

Your hand went back to working his hard cock and the fingers that slid curiously over the hard wet length of his hard-on made you moan through the Eternal's skillful mouth, imagining everything inside, pulsing hard as you fucked like crazy.

Imagining the two of you as one.

"Enter my mind, Druig."

And he did. He could access every one of your fantasies at that moment. And that alone made him pulse even harder against your experienced palm.

"You liked it?"

He nodded, dragging out a humm because he just didn't have the words for how excited he was at that moment.

And letting it all go up in the air, you kissed him one last time before rising fully onto the bed and giving Druig the insider's view of just how wet you were.

Clutching your own arousal between your fingers, you teased him then, "I'm dripping for you, Druig." and his name sounded like a melody coming out of your mouth.

Fingers wet with your own arousal found your lover's crimson lips, who instinctively opened his mouth at the typical scent, which he particularly adored. Especially when he was between your legs, driving you crazy for him with his tongue.

"You want more?"

And no response was needed. You just sat against that guy's handsome face. He had his mouth open and tongue out, begging for it without words.

You could feel yourself instantly losing your mind as Druig tasted every part of your wet pussy with devotion.

His tongue traveled a delicious path between your entrance and lips and he knew very well what he was doing. It was tough, it was good. He was so fucking skilled at that and everything he did to you.

Suddenly the thought that he would have done this to others irritated you, but you just didn't want to spoil the moment. Because now the only one making him beg to be tamed was you.

And dispelling any other worries, his voice rang in your head. "It has always been you."

And it was impossible not to moan at that, in addition to the continuous stimulation in your sensitive parts.

Could you be luckier? What a wonderful man, you thought. And you was sure he was blushing, because he could read everything in your head thanks to your order from earlier.

"You like to be complimented, don't you?" Stroking the Eternal's sweat-soaked strands, you continued. "What a nice boy. You suck so good." Your voice didn't sound as good as it used to, thanks to the man who made you lose your composure.

Gasping louder as his nose brushed your clit nonstop, you thought you'd never been so grateful for a man with a big nose in your entire life.

And listening impatiently, Druig decided to drop the game for a moment and untie his own arms, taking your ass in a strong grip between his hands to guide the rhythm of your hips that rolled over his face.

"Fuck…" You cursed, feeling him suckle your clit and press his tongue there. He licked and sucked like his life depended on it. He gave everything to give you pleasure. And you went crazy when you touched the wet cock, discovering that Druig had already come just by having you squirming in his face and was already as hard as ever again.

And you were so close to that too. From feel an indescribable pleasure. Every time it felt like a new sensation, how he made you reach ecstasy in different ways. The way this man never let you down... Unbelievable good at everything, god. You're losing your mind, losing every drop of control you had.

This time, the impatient was you.

"Stop it." You uttered, positioning your body next to his.

"Sit down." One more order.

Druig knew you were as crazy as he was, but he wasn't allowed to say so.

And sitting against your man's delicious cock, now completely naked, you whispered bossy to him, "Fuck me."

Druig smiled, not hesitating for a moment as he gripped ur ass tightly and guided the hard cock to your wet entrance with his free hand, thrusting everything inside at once.

The wet sound echoed throughout the room and it brought even more excitement to you. He would go in and out slowly, teasing you and making you feel every inch throb against your warm walls.

"So fucking hot. Damn." He groaned, laying his head between ur neck and shoulder as he thrust in and out. "So tight." Druig couldn't help himself. He was as mad as he'd ever been before. The urge to make you moan and ask for him the rest of the night remained as strong as ever, even though he was doing it right now.

"Druig!" You whimpered, your legs weak as he hit a steady rhythm against your sensitive spot. "Druig, ah..." Your head fell back and breasts were completely exposed as you arched your back, scratching at his shoulders, already completely lost.

He made sure to take one of your erect nipples in his mouth, sucking and nibbling with pleasure, as he always did. Then he trailed kisses and hickeys both of your breasts, licking and wetting you all over as he squeezed every reachable inch of your skin.

Druig laid your body down on the bed then, getting on top and lifting one of ur legs as he gripped the thick flesh of your thighs, going deeper after.

A scream left your throat and you instinctively covered your mouth. Perhaps the entire building had heard that embarrassing sound. Maybe you liked it more than you should do.

"Dru-Druig..." You stuttered, asking him to look into your eyes.

Druig was busy watching his cock disappear between your warm and tight pussy, listening to the teasing sounds as you moaned his name. It was the perfect match.

But still, he preferred to look into ur eyes, lacing his free hand against yours.

"Do that."

And at that moment, something snapped in his head.

"That what?" He was almost wicked. And maybe you switched roles for a second.

"Fuck me from behind with yours fingers." It was a little embarrassing to admit, even though knew there was nothing wrong with that. But since he fucked you in both entrances, you've never felt the same way when he fucked just one of them. It was still good, but that... Ah, that drive you crazy.

And he knew it well. But you also knew you needed to prepare above all else, because he's sweet and just want you to feel pleasure.

"On all fours." You complied right away.

At this point, the roles were switched.

Now he commanded and you obeyed. Because he knew what was best for you.

With your breasts against the soft sheet and your buttocks high for Druig, you closed your eyes anxiously.

His hot breath hit your still dripping pussy and in that moment you could feel him so close without even seeing.

First, the tongue deftly traced a teasing path from the clitoris to the top of the cox, returning to circle the hole moistened by it. So Druig pressed his tongue, feeling the folds force the muscle out as he pressed his left hand to your ass, making room for his mouth to drop between the thick flesh of ur ass. With his free hand, he caressed your inner thighs and moved up slowly, leaving a smack on your pussy, only to trace ur clit with his fingertip afterwards.

He continued to stimulate you to the maximum, interspersing his mouth between both your entrances so that you relaxed and allowed at least one finger inside. Druig was patient as ever, not only because he loved doing it, but also because he was careful with you.

And hearing your moans and gasps stimulated him even more, that he was trying not to lose his mind and come back to fuck you at any moment.

When he felt you were ready enough, one of his fingers took the place of the deft tongue, which now penetrated your pussy without pity, feeling you totally relaxed.

And without warning, Druig dug his wet finger with your arousal against the hot and tight hole on ur ass.

Knowing that you were completely prepared for him drove him crazy all over again.

He could feel you losing strength at that very moment. Legs shook and you fell, feeling his tongue slip out of your pussy while that finger was still inside you.

He loved it even more when seeing you like this. Simply because he loves who you are, no matter the moment. Because he loves having sex with you, no matter the roles and even without it.

The image that filled Druig's eyes had his cock hooking hard, begging to enter you again.

And you asked for it when you exposed yourself to him, lifting your ass once more with what little strength you had and crying out for that cock while showing your pussy with one hand.

You felt yourself dripping between your phalanges and thighs, then groaned at it. Druig's finger remained motionless, but damn, it was more than enough to drive you crazy, considering how sensitive you already were.

And it all got worse — or better — when he entered you again, slowly filling every inch of your tight interior with a warm thick cock as moving one finger into ur hole in the meantime, in the same rhythm.

Then, you just closed your eyes, seeing stars. It seemed impossible, but you were just as wet in the back as you were in the front. And he made a point of wet you even more, all the time.

"Are you enjoying it?" Druig asked something obvious that you wouldn't mind answering if it was any other time, cuz he knew that yes, you were loving it. But you just wanted to show a little bit of how horny he makes you feel. You wanted to make him proud.

And then, you let every possible sound come out of ur mouth, no matter how embarrassing it was. Because you know Druig will love this.

"It's so damn good." You whispered, barely making yourself heard.

The voice failed, the body sagged and the eyes could barely stay open. The pleasure was so much, almost intoxicating. And Druig didn't need to use his powers for that, because he always made you feel that way. All he did was listen to your head, the dirty noises that came out of it and ended up in your mouth afterwards.

Nothing pleased him more than that. No need to spoke loudly between the two of you, even if he wasn't reading ur mind. Because Druig know every piece of you. He know what you like and what want. And it was always like this since you meet each other. Just like soulmates.

But again, you just wanted to say cuz you know he likes to listen.

"M'love..." The affectionate nickname reached the Eternal's ears like honey. And he could feel how everything was gradually getting blurred in the environment. Everything but you and your voice. "More. Give me more."

And he did. The Eternal gave it his all as he once again switched positions and you felt him lift ur hips to taste that dripping pussy once more. Now, you're facing this hard and wet dick while he tease you more.

Druig smelled you, rubbing both his nose and tongue on all your extension while pressing with the right hand your waist and the left your ass against the face. So you cannot leave his grip.

He watched how red and a little swollen that juicy pussy were from the constant stimulation. And touching it with his tongue again, Druig could feel your flesh tremble and pulse against the warm muscle. He licked from start to finish next, collecting your pleasure in mouth, so he slipped his face once more in your butt, wetting the hole that throb pleasantly for him.

A slurred, tearful groan sounded and this proved you can't take it anymore. You're so close to finished. "Please, Druig. Please." You begged, dying to explode in your man's mouth. "Make me come. Please."

He listened, sucking on ur clit and playing with his tongue on you, sinking his ring finger into your tight little ass mercilessly as he watched your entire body quiver with ecstasy.

Druig finished penetrating your pussy with his tongue and this stimulate even more his hard-on. He swallowed every drop of your juicy liquid, savoring it as if it were the most delicious food ever. He mumbled a moan as he ate you, devotee for every inch of you. "Good, princess." And then he watched with a satisfied smile you fall again from the ecstasy.

Smiling back, half groggy with pleasure, you called out to him softly. "Druig."

"Yes, m'love?" He replied, laying you facing him on the bed. Then your chest rose and fell in a breath of air as you felt him enter your sensitive pussy again, caressing your clit too.

"I know very well what you want. No words needed." He said, also between groans.

The truth is, Druig is as sensitive as you are right now. He had no idea how he could last so long while stimulate you before. "Cum with me, m'love."

He swore he'd come just by enter you, but he could still hold back more.

He wanted to make you squirt, to fuck you again, hot and hard, just like you imagined when you called his name. "You're just like bitch, darling." He murmured next to you, then continued, testing your patience, teasing you even more while rubbing your swallowed clit whit a finger. "So satisfied with my hard dick filling your tight little pussy." And then more.

"For fucks sake." You don't need to tell that all the dirty talk made you even wetter. Because it did. And he knows it.

And he grinned mischievously as he watched ur body, fixated on the image of a completely messy version of you in that moment. "You're only mine, right, m'love?"

So you nodded, incapable to let go a single word. In this very moment, you're a mixture of moans and deep breath. You're just squeezing the sheets while being fucked by the hottest man in the entire universe. Your own man. Druig. And you can't take this much more, but you want.

Grabbing one of your breasts, he watched you arch again when he played with your sensitive nipple. "Cum for me." He said, calling ur name between a hoarse groan.

"Fuck. Fuck. Fuck!" You cursed sequentially as he came in and out of you. Druig slip again out slow and then put it in hard. Cuz he knew that rhythm made you horny.

The body trembled with each thrust and the jolts of pleasure enveloped your every molecule. You were completely shivering and when you felt that unparalleled sensation, Druig smothered your scream with a kiss. He also came when your walls tightened him tightly, his cock still moving nonstop inside you. And then he stimulated ur clit again with his thumb, prolonging the delicious sensation of squirting.

You couldn't say anything. Nothing but moan and make sounds you'd never heard yourself make in your entire life. All being drowned out by the avid kiss Druig had given you. Nothing but feel the thight grip on your messy hair between his fingers, pressing your mouth against his, so there's no space left to fill. You were connected like never before. Linked with each other.

Gradually, the rhythm of the thrusts slowed and you felt him leave as he watched the white liquid be expelled by the incessant pulsation of your pussy.

He enjoyed it so much, just like you do. So hot and hard, getting everything inside. An inexplicable feeling.

Then you beheld how his eyes were riveted on your figure. The way he deliciously thrust two fingers in this time, pulling his own cum out of you and then putting it back in. He looked mesmerized. "Can't believe you swallowed every drop of my cum with this tight pussy, m'love."

When he get satisfied with this, Druig twisted your nipple between that two fingers, rubbing one hand against your other breast and enjoying that squish hot feeling on the skin of his palm. He starts brushing the head of his wet cock against you, slipped it over your clit and overstimulating all your senses.

Druig contemplated your face full of pleasure and dirty sounds leaving ur red lips during all that. He thinked of how lucky he is just by know you.

The Eternal took advantage of a wonderful sight until you completely finished coming for him.

"Druig!" You begged his name one last time. "Yes..." And sighed wearily.

Finally your body could rest. The tingling slowly passing as you caught your breath and your awareness of the space that had been lost between so much pleasure.

A shock hit you when you heard Druig's voice whisper in amusement next your ear. "You liked it?" This time, he did it on purpose.

You chuckled, knowing all too well what he was like. "You already know the answer, idiot."

"Ow... You didn't really mean that, did you, my love?" He kept playing as he pouted, whimpering in your ears.

With what little strength left, you turned around, meeting once again the blue expanse of your lover's eyes.

Approaching him in an awkward hug, you let your left-hander relax on one of his fluffy cheeks, staring at him for a while.

"I love you." You said. "I love you so much, Idiot." And now said it completely, grinning.

You could watch his eyes widen, because you weren't much for saying that. Seriously, he could count on his fingers and maybe he only needed two of them. Although now he'll needs three.

It didn't take long for him to break into a gigantic, sweet smile. His dimple appeared and then crossed your mind that it should be illegal how cute and sexy this man could be at the same time.

Druig was so silly... You knew, you always knew he was madly in love with you. And you felt so lucky cuz y'know he such a good boy for the ones he cares about. And this is you.

"I love you too." He said between a sigh, leaning his forehead against yours and closing his eyes.

You stayed like that for a while, just holding each other and enjoying the other's presence in silence. Feeling both breaths against your face and stroking your hair or waist.

You both thought the same thing at that moment: how much you love times like this. Simply nothing and everything at the same time.

And when he told you once again how much he loves you and how you mean everything to him, you thought you lose.

There really is no turning back now. You felt in that moment that you would never stop loving that man. That for some reason made you happy and terrified at the same time.

Your world would crumble without him.

Druig sealed your lips tenderly, then said. "You're my world and home."

And so, one of the best nights of their eternal lives ended between silly smiles and a deep sleep, cuddling after a long and hot shower together.

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redheadspark · 2 years

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Druig Masterlist

Here is a page entirely made up of my work involving my favorite Eternal: Druig!

It's filled with oneshots, series, and my OG story called Light My Love! I will also add the Melody Series here as well :)

Please enjoy, and don't be afraid to send over requests or prompts for me to dive into with Druig:

*The Divider and Banner art is beautiful created by @firefly-graphics*

Calling - Fluff and a hint of smut

Don't Let Me Go = Angst and Fluff

Our Di (Drukkari X Reader) - Fluff and a hint of Angst

Soothe = Angst and Fluff

Take the Leap = Mostly Fluff

Milo = Angst

NSFW:

Goddess

Speechless

Ignite

Blossom

Dandelion Wine Series 🌼

Tomorrow Will Be Kinder Series

Sparrow Series

Paradise 🌺 Series

Darling Astrid Series

Light My Love 🌌 (OG Series)

Druig, Clío and Melody Series 🌹

A Longing Heart - Angst and Fluff

Beautiful Soul - Angst and Fluff

Boo! - Fluff

Burden - Angst

Decompress - Angst and Fluff

Defender - Angst and Fluff

Healer - Mostly angst with a hint of fluff

Just You - Mostly Angst with Fluff in the end

Kaleidoscope Eyes - Fluff

One on One - Mostly Angst but with Fluff

Only For You - Angst and Fluff mixed together

Shining Armor - Fluff

You? A Bore? - Angst and Fluff

Will You? -Angst with Mostly Fluff

Tangled - Smut (18+)

Soft - fluff

My requests are open for any requests, prompts, or ideas for Druig! Enjoy:)

Tagging: @a-lumos-in-the-nox @charlie-heatons-whxre @steve-harringtons-slut @heartofwritiing @vinvantae @virtueassassin @hottpinkpenguin @basicrese

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intothemultifandom · 2 years

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– 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑 || 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐠

SUMMARY: The gift of foresight had served you well, until it doesn't. Rescuing you from an unpleasant vision, your love knows exactly what to do to bring you back to the present. PAIRINGS: Druig x Eternals!Female!Reader TAGS/WARNINGS: romance; angst

Since you could remember, you existed for one reason and one reason only:

SERVE ARISHEM. ELIMINATE ALL DEVIANTS.

It had been one of your earliest thoughts when you first woke in The Domo, second only to the name Arishem–celestial supreme–had bestowed unto you:

Y-O-U-R-N-A-M-E.

"I am [Y/N]," you tested aloud, awed by the smooth tone of your voice.

Across from you, a large figure entered your line of sight and as you raised your head to consider the new-comer, you were taken aback once you saw who it was.

Out of all the males you’d awoken with, the stranger was perhaps the youngest of them all.

He was tall, nearly a head taller than you, and while your uniform was dappered in metallic [favourite colour] with [complimentary colour] accents, his uniform consisted of blacks and reds.

The colours he wore were a stark contrast to his skin, pale as though kissed my moonlight and complimentary all the same against the sharp lines and contours of his face.

"[Y/N], is it?" An equally low voice greeted in turn, a mischievous glint taking root in piercing blue eyes.

The young man had drawn close the moment he started speaking, your tongue growing laden as he paused in front of you. "Beautiful name for an equally beautiful girl."

If you were genetically engineered not to get sick, it certainly did not feel like it.

In his presence, it felt as though your breath had got caught in your chest and in spite of the regulated air pressure circulating through the ship, you couldn’t help but feel the air around you both had become almost electric. Dizzying in an almost familiar sort of way.

"–My name is Druig," the young man said, grasping your hand in his.

Smoothly, he pressed his mouth against your pulse, lips curled into a small, disarmingly warm, smile as he lifted his head.

"It's so lovely to meet you."

––The third and most encompassing thought you had on The Domo the day, was of him.

Druig.

In addition to celestial energy and your natural athleticism, the gift of precognition was perhaps your greatest asset in battle, one that often put you on par with Makkari.

Where she could outmanoeuvre herself out of any situation with her speed, your foresight gave the team the upper-hand to strike Deviant nests before the creatures would even decide to attack first.

Ironically, it seemed that for all you could see the future, seIdom could you recall the past.

You could not remember whether or not you had kin waiting for you back at Olympia, or if there was a special someone waiting for your return.

Instead, where you imagined the comforting embrace of a mother you had come to picture Ajak, with her kind eyes, soft touch and motherly affection. She had guided you many times, had offered you redolent views and insights so you could learn to understand the world around you.

When you thought of the proud smiles of the great Gilgamesh and mighty Thena after an intense training session, you thought of how mortals considered the kin before them and found yourself honored you had your very own Uncle and Aunt to learn from.

And when you thought of the rest–of Sersi and Ikaris, side-by-side and in their own little world; of Sprite and Kingo, often causing mischief amongst the mortals; and Phastos and Makkari, always sating their burning curiosity–you thought of how too few mortals could say they had this many siblings, and how colorless your mission would've been without them.

Of course, at the centre of what was slowly becoming your universe, was Druig.

From the very first time you had met, there was something about the brooding-Eternal that endeared him to you, and supposedly, you to him.

After your initial introduction he had become a constant presence in your life, always seeking you out in the quiet corners of The Domo, to moments of reprieve between battle and chaos. Teasing. Touching. Always falling back into orbit as though you were twin stars, destined to gravitate towards the other.

Beneath changing skies and through the rise and fall of multiple civilisations, falling in love with him felt like the most natural thing in the world.

In fact at times, it almost felt as though in some past life, you’d already loved him befor–

The sky was red, your skin feverish. Still, you tugged at him him, mapping each crevice and plane you’d explored many times before as he did the same.

Desperation made your touch ardent, made his lips linger on the crown of your head even when the contact burned.

“I’ll find you again, [Y/N]” he’d said fiercely, teeth red as blood dribbled down to his chin.

“I’ll find you,” he said more quietly, almost to himself as he settled around you. Your final refuge.

The ground shook again. The dirt splintered with a boom.

Distantly, you thought of Makkari–of how she’d always been quiet–and hoped that she’d manage to outrun it all before you peered up.

Sprite had stopped screaming; Sersi had only started.

The end of the world grew too loud, the chaos turned to white noise but oddly enough you could still hear him.

Druig.

Maybe it was because he was right in front of you, or maybe it’s because you’d always been attuned to his frequency, but as you zeroed in on his laboured breathing, you couldn’t help but rasp:

"And I, yo–

–Beautiful, beautiful, [Y/N], you’re missing the festivities,” his ochre voice said, breaking you out of your reverie as a maelstrom of emotions flooded you.

Maybe I’m ill, you thought, reeling.

Druig had come up behind you, wrapping broad arms around your frame as he nuzzled his face into the curve of your neck.

You could practically feel his sly smile against your skin.

His touch burned.

“Do we bore you that much that you’d rather return to your paints than me, oh great [pseudonym]?"

Shaking yourself from your daze, you lifted your gaze to meet his, swallowing the unease that had lodged itself at the base of your throat with a small smile.

“You could never bore me,” you said immediately, forcefully rolling your eyes as to quell whatever thundered in your chest.

What you had seen, it couldn’t have been the future.

Half-heartedly, you placed the paint brush you’d been holding back with the rest, turning fully to fold yourself properly into his embrace.

Druig, ever attentive, must’ve felt the tension in your frame and sensed the trouble plaguing your mind because gently, he pressed his lips to your head.

It was his way of grounding you, you knew, his way of comforting you when words failed him.

“I know,” he hummed after a moment, brushing his fingers along the curve of your back.

His touch, this time, tingled pleasantly.

“Let’s get back to the others then, shall we?” he continued, unwinding his arms as to hold out a hand.

You knew he wanted to ask what had happened, knew he wanted you to lay your burdens bare before him.

But Druig was Druig, and while he was often snarky, he was not unkind.

This was not the first time you had seen something unpleasant, something horrifying.

You would talk, later, when the festivities had ended and you could confess what you’d seen between fine sheets and in the comfort of your room.

But for now, all you wanted to do was forget what you’d seen. And because Druig loved you, he’d make it happen.

“Kingo’s promised a woman you’ll sculpt a statue in her like,” he baited, almost slyly. It was a no-doubt way to do exactly as you wanted.

Fondness swelled in your chest at his meddling and at him, and laughing, you slotted your hand within his.

On papyrus paper the size of a crate of wine, you had painted a red sky. A burning field. Two people, lost in the flames, at the very centre of it all.

And further,

further,

further in the back–

a hand emerging from the Earth.

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✧. In Every Lifetime ✧. Chapter 1 - The Start

nav // marvel m.list // series m.list // ko-fi ✧.* word count: 4.7k ✧.* warnings: suicide, suggestive themes NSFW ✧.* genre: NSFW // fluff with angst (future fluff)

Druig knew his time with you would be short, if only he knew just how short it was.

Despite his more reclusive manner, Druig fancies himself a little bit of entertainment with the humans from time to time. He enjoys watching parties, albeit, from a distance, instead of partaking in them like his fellow Eternals, Sersi, Sprite, and Kingo seem to love. Instead, he prefers to watch the humans from afar as they converse.

Though he does not show it, as time goes, he grew to care for the humans around him. Their complex feelings and thoughts, not to mention their tenacity, determination, and fearlessness, stuck out to him. Unlike him and his friends, the humans weren’t immortal. They didn’t possess the powers he and his fellow Eternals indulge on. They simple had their intelligence to differentiate them from Earth’s other species.

And yet, despite all that, they were able to grow more intelligent by the day. They still strive to wake up the next morning even if they know it may just be their last. They aren’t afraid to live.

In the centre of it all was a dancer.

Druig has watched you from afar for quite some time now, a dancer whose compassion knows no bounds. Babylon wasn’t a big city after all, he could watch you from afar without you knowing for a while. Even if that statement did sound rather creepy. He reasons that he’s just trying to make sure you stay safe.

You were one of those humans that seemed to possess more compassion and kindness in your heart than the rest of your peers.

Your tenderness seems to reach out to all manner of life forms too.

Whether that were plants or animals, you treated them with the amount of dignity and respect he never thought was possible in a human. While you were an odd fellow, sometimes slinking out of crowds to no one knows where. Only reappearing a few hours later with a more jovial smile. Druig still seems to be completely enamoured by you.

“Tending to your plants again, are you?” He spoke in Babylonian when he ‘accidentally’ bumps into you.

You were balancing two pots of rather large plants on both hands when you bumped into the Eternal. Almost dropping the two objects if not for Druig, who quickly steadied you and caught one of the pots about to slip from your grasp. He took it from your hands as you thanked him and apologized for not being careful enough. He only smiled and walked with you towards your destination, holding the pot in his hands.

“I simply thought that my garden was lacking in a variety of plants, and spring is to come, so I thought today was a good time to buy more.” You shrugged as you walked side by side with him towards your home.

The pot in your hand was rather heavy, so Druig, ever the gentleman, opened the door for you as you both made your way behind your home to your garden.

“This isn’t diverse enough for you?” He teased you while you placed the potted plant down and took the one in his hands. “There is always room for more plants.”

Druig simply smiled as he watched you take out the plants from their pots and mutter something under your breath before planting them in the ground of your garden. For a moment, he took his time to look around your garden. As a dancer, you didn’t receive much money, well you did, but not enough to allow you to be able to buy a home with a garden as large as this. But as he remembered, this home was gifted to you by another person whose life you had saved.

He was sure to add that to the list of odd things about you. Not only did you constantly mutter something underneath your breath, something even he can’t hear. You also seem to always be around when chaos unfolds. Putting you right in the middle of death. Yet, you always come out of it alive, not unscathed, but alive, and with another life with you.

In every accident that seemed to happen when someone’s life was in danger, you would be able to rescue their life. Of course, this didn’t happen every single time, you didn’t have powers like him or any of the other Eternals, but you saved enough lives for it to be noticeable.

Like the time a building collapsed and you somehow were ablet o pull a child form under the building right before the collision. Druig remembered how much he cursed at himself that night when he saw you with battered and bruised. After you had shielded some of the heavy debris with your body to protect the child.

He thought that he should’ve been the one there, hypnotise the child to run away or do something. Not you, the human who was much more fragile than he was.

Or the other time where a Deviant somehow made its way into the city walls and started destroying the surrounding area. A few lives were lost that day, but more were saved by him and the others. You were there as well, pulling people back from the monster’s jaws, slinking away when the monster’s claws were mere centimetres away from you.

That night you suffered a few broken bones and could not dance for a few months. Months Druig spent with you so you don’t suffer from the most terrible thing in the world.

Boredom.

“Are you going to keep standing there, watching me do all the hard work or ar you going to help me by getting that watering can beside you?” Druig was quickly cut off from his train of thoughts when your voice reached his ears.

He straightened himself from where he was leaning on and chuckled. Grabbing the watering can beside him and giving it over to you. After offering him a small thanks, you spoke again.

“You know,” you paused, “I’ve been noticing something strange lately.” Druig felt like he knew where this was going, yet he still entertained it, leaning back to the wall and crossing his arms in front of his chest as he smirked. “Really? What could that be?”

You laughed as you wiped the dirt off your fingers; before standing up to look at the Eternal in front of you. You weren’t an idiot. You knew of his advances towards you. Despite this, you knew better than to fall in love with him. And yet, your heart still yearns for his touch and his lips on yours.

“There’s this man, who keeps following me around. He thinks I cannot tell, but, you see, I can always tell when his eyes are on me.” You poke as Druig hummed, feigning confusing with a quirk of his rows. “He’s a very curious man. He has these odd powers that make him truly magnificent. The people would praise him like God.” You paused as you whispered the last part, “But I think he’s a thief.”

That made Druig truly surprised. A thief? Him? Maybe Makkari. But him? “A thief you say? What makes you say that about this man?” It was then you walked closer to him.

Mere centimetres away from the man plaguing your dreams for months now. You thought.

May the Gods forgive me.

And let yourself fall in love.

Something you may regret in a couple of days.

“Because he has stolen my heart.” At that moment, you closed the distance between you and him. Placing your lips on his as he chuckled, he saw it coming; of course, he was just waiting to see when it’ll happen.

Not caring about the light dirt that still coated your clothes and hands, he placed one of his hands on your waist and pulled you closer to him. Flushing both your bodies together as his lips greedily took in yours. Like you, he may regret doing something like this in the years to come. But right now? With one of his hands on the small of your back and the other behind your head, deepening the kiss. He couldn’t care less.

He’ll deal with the consequences later.

If only he knew how soon those consequences would come.

Needing air, you pulled yourself away from him. Placing both your hands on his chest as you looked up at Druig with shining eyes. Usually, he’d make an offhanded comment on how you were making a mess of his clothes with your dirty hands. But now, all he did was softy caress your cheek with his hand, the other making mindless patterns on your back.

Druig had never felt o at peace before in his long life. And maybe it was a curse to him that he felt this way towards a human, destined to die long before he even starts to age. If ageing was even possible for an Eternal such as himself. But he couldn’t help it.

Yes, your kindness, compassion, and humility made him first feel entranced by you. Few humans were willing to put their lives on the line to save a stranger. But you weren’t the only human that wasn’t heartless; you weren’t notable in that regard.

So, it was your personality, grace, imperfections, love for plants and animals, and surprisingly green thumb that made your plants thrive even in the coldest of winters that made him fall so desperately in love with you. Yes, it was in the way you carried yourself, in the way you spoke, in the way you moved, in the way you, to simply state it, exist.

Druig has always been enamoured by humans’ ability to take their little time and make it worthwhile. But with you, that seemed to have doubled.

As if you knew every second you lived had to be cherished and loved.

That was the thing he loved most about you.

Call him a fool if you must. Because he was a fool, a fool in love.

You giggled softly when your gaze broke form his overly intense ones before pulling away and patted his chest lightly. Turning around to tend to a particular rare flower, Druig smiled. He watched the way your hands softly glazed over its white petals. He remembered that flower. He gave it to you as an apology a year ago.

“I didn’t think anyone could render you speechless.” You teased with your back facing him.

Druig stayed silent as a mischievous smirk crept up onto his features. As you started to check the leaves of a different plant that he, for the life of him, could not remember the name of, his arms wrapped around your body from behind. Pulling you flush against his chest as he leaned his cheek against yours.

You started laughing when his nimble fingers began tickling your sides.

“Druig!” you yelled as a warning. “Stop!!!” you yelled again between your laughter.

“You want me to stop, beautiful?” he stopped for a moment; letting you finally breathe as you giggled and leaned into his muscled torso. “Yes. Thank you.” You breathlessly mutter.

Druig didn’t let you go though, he kept his hands on the front of your body, swaying side to side. Before whispering in your ear, “No.”

Followed by his fingers immediately tickling you once again. This time it had completely caught you off guard and your wretched instincts, decided to kick in. Your elbow, all of the sudden, hit him straight to his gut. Druig stuttered back as he watched you quickly turn around, both your hands closing your mouth as regret and fear rushed over you.

He would chuckled if it didn’t cause some pain to flicked in his gut.

“You’re stronger than you look.” He spoke as he doubled over. “Gods! I’m sorry, I warned you!”

You tried to keep a light air with your jokes, still, Druig saw how panicked you looked. It confused him slightly. Whilst you were stroner than Druig could ever expect, he had seen how nimble and strong you could be when you pulled or pushed people out of the way from oncoming danger. Your reaction, wide eyes filled with shock and fear, was the curious thing.

Though just as quickly as the pain came, it went. His main priority was now ensuring that you didn’t hurt him. He let a careless smile make its way to his face as he moves towards you. Placing his hands on your cheeks, he chuckled, “I’m alright, my love.”

Those two words felt so natural on his tongue. As if he was meant to call you his love all his life. And hearing those words, he could see your eyes sparkle for a moment. Only for it to suddenly disappear as your brows furrowed. As if you had heard or seen something displeasing to you.

Druig was just about to ask what was wrong, but you quickly shook your head and turned to look back at him. Smiling widely now. All before your lips touched his. This time, with an edge of hurriedness to it.

Druig smiled into the kiss as your hands begun roaming from his chest to his back, pulling him closer to you as the two of you made your way towards the bedroom. Months and months of pining and push and pull between the two of you seemed to have finally reached its peak.

This time, he was the one who pulled back. “I thought you had dance practice for your performance in a couple of days?” he mischievously asked as you shrugged. “I don’t think they’ll mind if I miss a day.”

You smirked as Druig’s hands begun edging the lines of your tunic and pants, “Hm, I don’t think they will.” Was all he said.

That night, Druig spent in the comfort of your touch, of your skin, of your soft voice. Of pleasure and thrill. Your hands roaming his skin, his hands roaming yours. He didn’t know if Heaven existed, or if it was something humans created. But whatever it was, he was sure it felt like this.

Your body against his as you gripped the sheets under you, his groans in your ears as pleasure flowed through his entire being. It truly felt like Heaven.

He wished he could make you see the stars and make you feel the way he does every single day, but alas, your life was fleeting. What he could do was take use of what time he did have.

If only he knew how little that time truly was.

A few days later, as night took over, festivities ran high.

Druig went into the city’s centre late into the party, knowing he didn’t really have a reason to surround himself with drunken mortals until a few moments before your performance. The moment he did step into the great hall, he could already see Sprite telling stories of battles and the endless glories of Eternals and humans alike, using her apparitions.

Kingo was dancing with some other drunken men and women, laughing alongside them as they tripped over one another. He could see Ikaris and Sersi conversing in one of the far corners of the room. The two of them had bright smiles on their faces as they chuckled and laughed at what the other must’ve said.

Druig wasn’t usually a jealous person, but he did occasionally get jealous. He was jealous of seeing the two of them. It would take an idiot not to see they were softly falling in love with one another. And unlike him, their love could blossom and grow in the thousands of years they’ll live through. Whilst his love would have to wilt and die the moment you closed your eyes.

Something that’ll come sooner than he thought.

He shook his head, ridding himself of those macabre thoughts. Perhaps he should take a leaf out of the humans’ book and cherished what short life they had. Mortality was never a thing he had to face until he fell head over heels for you.

In the corner of his eye, he could see Ajak watching him. Well, she was always watching everyone form afar. Her motherly tendencies and instinct never seem to halt even in the festive environment. Thena, Gilgamesh, and Phastos were talking to some other humans on one of the tables. Well, it was more like Phastos talking and the rest listening. Though seeing from Gilgamesh’s rather bored expression, he was looking for a chance to leave the conversation.

The only Eternal he didn’t see was Makkari.

But he didn’t think too much of that. Makkari had always been the Eternal with a penchant for mischief, with him in close second. She was probably out exploring some part of the city none of them could get to or stealing something that interested her whilst the people partied.

Suddenly, the music dulled, the drums people were playing silenced, and that had been the moment he’d been waiting for. Druig slinked back to the part of the hall where not many could see him, despite him being able to clearly see the middle of the hall where everyone had parted away.

Slowly, a different tune started to play. One made of more melody than that of the festive drums of before. One that had a beat, a rhythm, and a tune. From the entrance of the hall came a slew of dancers. They all dressed in the same beautiful clothing that matched the interior of the hall. With their talents and grace, everyone loved them.

Despite their similar way of clothing themselves, Druig’s eyes easily landed on yours. The two of you made eye contact for a while when you went in, he grinned when you bashfully broke your gaze.

As you moved your body across the ground with grace and agility. He couldn’t look away. Enamoured and entranced by your elegance. He let his lips tweak up to a very rare soft smile. One he immediately retreated when he suddenly felt someone tap his shoulder, right in time for the song to finish and the dancers to take their leave after basking in the loud cheers of the audience.

When Druig looked to his side, he groaned in displeasure. Staring up at him was the mischievous grin of a certain Eternal that he couldn’t locate earlier that night. Makkari.

She grinned widely at him.

“What?” he signed as well as spoke. It wasn’t like the people around him could understand his language either way. Makkari only laughed loudly as a response, “I see your eyes was stuck on a particular dancer.” She teased. “I also see the way you follow her around like a creep.”

She laughed once she finished signing that last part of her statement. Druig cocked his head to the side. Was it that obvious? As if she could sense his thoughts, Makkari quickly signed.

“It isn’t that obvious, don’t worry too much, but I do like watching the people here and I,” she paused, “I see the way she looks at you. Are you going to do anything about it?” She queried.

Makkari had no way of knowing that Druig had already done something about it. The only question in his mind was, what now? He wanted to pursue you more; you didn’t have much time left in your life.

Although right now Babylon was at peace, that didn’t mean the human lifespan now was very long. As far as he knew, the average age where human women died were around their 40s, you were just about to reach 30 this year. You only had so long left.

He should do something about it.

Cherish the years you have left with him. But would it be worth the heartbreak after? And did you even want this? You could’ve wanted to just love someone that would die with you. He could read your mind to ifnd out the answers to his questions, but he had sworn to you once this friendship bloomed to never do that. And he’d rather die than betray your trust in him.

“You should do something about it.” Makkari signed before smiling at her friend and leaving him to lament on her words.

It was at that point that Druig realized something.

He didn’t care how long he had with you. He knew you loved him; if you didn’t you wouldn’t have kissed him. So, whatever time he has left with you, he’d gladly spend it by your side.

After this realization, he immediately bolted out of the door to look for you. He didn’t know where you went, but an idea went into his head once he saw one of the dancers. Not caring to ask, he went into her mind and searched if she knew where you went. The answers that came to him puzzled him.

You had separated from the group early on after they had left the hall, and this particular dancer, whose mind he inhibits now, saw you making your way to the rooftop of the great structure that was the great hall.

For all his time watching you, he had never seen you even go there or allude to wanting to go there. It was a beautiful place to watch the stars and the city below, but it wasn’t somewhere he thought interested you.

With a puzzled mind, Druig made the ascend towards the rooftop of the great hall. When he reached the top, his heart dropped to the ground. There you were, standing extremely close to the edge. Watching the ground below you.

He hesitantly called out to you. When you gasped and almost lost balance of your footing, Druig swore he could feel his heart stop just for a second.

You slowly and carefully turned around, now facing him.

“What are you doing?” he spoke, hesitantly and slowly made his way towards you.

By the way your face scrunched up in a dilemma, you seemed to not know what to tell him.

“Step away from the edge my love, you’re going to get hurt.” He was now a few metres away from you. He had half a mind to just use his powers and get you out of danger, but he stopped himself.

When he took another step forward, you yelled at him. “Druig, please! Don’t- Don’t come any closer.”

That sudden fear in your voice caused him to stop immediately. What were you doing??? What was happening???

“I-” you could only stare at him with tears brimming the corner of your eyes, “Why do you have to make this so difficult for me?!” You screamed at him.

To be completely honest, Druig ddidn’t know what you were talking about. He hadn’t seen the signs; he hadn’t seen you seemingly wanting to hurt or kill yourself. But perhaps he was just blind to it, and for that, he hated himself.

He called out to you again, his voice bringing the tears in the corners of your eyes to fully pour out. You sobbed softly as Druig wracked his brain for something to say, anything at all.

How he wished he could just approach you, pull you from the edge and comfort you. He loathed seeing you cry. But he couldn’t. He couldn’t risk coming any closer to you in case that you decided to do the unfathomable.

“Why are you doing this?!” Was the only thing that came out.

You closed your eyes and shook your head violently to the side, whispering and muttering something under your breath. Something he couldn’t hear.

He’s had enough. He cherished your trust in him and he’d hate to break it. But he cared about you more. He couldn’t lose you. Not like this. Not when he had just realized how much love he could give you.

At a moment’s notice, he used his power against you, only to feel a sudden drawback, a terrible headache swirled his head. And you, didn’t move away from the edge. His powers. Didn’t work.

He called out to you again. This time, cautious and absolutely terrified.

The headache grew tenfold in size and pain as he tried, again and again, to force your body to move towards him. To get you to safety, to convince you that you didn’t need to do this. That whatever was pushing you to kill yourself at this moment was irrelevant and didn’t matter.

But it wouldn’t work.

Panic rose through his entire system. Something he didn’t feel very often. But at this moment, with the back of your feet at this point dangling dangerously on edge and his powers seemingly unaffecting you. Terror filled him.

“I’m sorry.” You whispered, “I wished we had more time.”

Druig’s legs moved before he could think; he practically ran towards you, desperate to do something instead of standing around. But it was too late by the time he was at arm’s distance towards you. You had leaned back. You had fallen from the building. You had ended your life.

There was a small thud when your body hit the ground, followed by hundreds of screams. The festivities stopped almost immediately. And so did he.

He stayed silent, processing what had just happened. In the end, when he realized this wasn’t just a sick and twisted dream being played on him, he dropped to his knees.

Druig stared at where you had just stood minutes ago, before you took your own life. In his mind, he berated himself for not being able to do something about it. The fact that your mind was immune to his powers was the least of his concerns at this moment.

He could hear Makkari run through the stairs leading up to the rooftop. She stood in shock at the top of the staircase, taking in the sight in front of her. Of Druig, the one Eternal that had never seemed to show any kind of weakness, suddenly on his knees, helplessly watching the spot where the woman he loved once stood.

When Makkari made her way towards her friend, she didn’t use her speed. She took her time for once. Walking towards Druig softly before coming down to her knees beside him as well.

Her right arm reached to his right shoulder, her left on his left, whilst her cheek leaned towards his left shoulder. Offering him a silent comfort, she leaned sideways towards him, embracing him in a side hug. He didn’t move, didn’t react.

He simple stared.

Oh, all of the things he would give to just see you once more. See your bright smile even when you had broken yet another bone from saving the life of a kitten who was just about to be hit by a horse. Hear your voice as you rambled about how someone was kind enough to give you a rare plant form their travels. Fell your lips against his own as the two of you chuckled in the privacy of your garden.

There were many things Druig, an Eternal, didn’t feel much compared to the humans around him. Life experience allowed him to do so. Mortality was a human attribute he never thought would look at him straight in his eyes.

He didn’t know how to feel, what to think, how to act.

Very time he had felt disturbed or helpless, like the times Ajak wouldn’t let him intervene as humans brawled one another, he reacted with anger. He didn’t like feeling sad. He preferred to be angry.

So that was what he did.

He shrugged Makkari’s touch away from him and abruptly stood up. Making his way towards the staircase, his shoulders shoving into Ikaris as the rest of the Eternals finally reached the top of the rooftop to see what happened. He didn’t care for the way Sersi or Ajak called out to him until Makkari stopped them.

He felt angry.

Resentful almost.

At himself for not being able to do anything.

At the world for making humans so damn fragile and mortal.

And finally.

At fate for making him fall so deeply in love with someone who he knew he had a limited time with. Only that he didn’t realize how truly limited that time was.

As he made his way outside the hall, he heard one of the dancers cry. “We were just about to celebrate her birthday. What could push her to do such a thing?!” She wailed into someone’s shoulder.

Oh, fate was truly cruel, wasn’t it?

Your birthday, and not only did he not know, he also had to witness your death on your fucking birthday.

How cruel the world was.

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ynscrazylife · 2 years

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Hey! So this is a long shot but July is disability pride month, idk if you know, so I’m wondering if it would be possible to request a Makkari (from eternals) x reader fic where the reader is also deaf and makkari is kind of mentoring them like a big sisterly figure kind of (maybe they’ve recently got powers or something, I’m not very good with ideas) makkari was just the first marvel character I could really see myself in and I love your works so much your account is such a comfort, so thank you!

Being Mentored by Makkari Would Include . . .

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This would start out by you being a new Eternal sent to Earth, having been taken in by Gilgamesh and Thena

They were practically your parents

Makkari was thrilled that there was a new member

When she learned that you were deaf, she was happy to teach you sign language

You two bonded quickly, with her teaching you sign language

When you were almost fluent, you asked Makkari if she would train you

Which she, of course, said yes

She helped you figure out your Eternals powers and trained you in combat

It was a little unfair, though, because she kept making you dizzy with her super speed

But you two trained well and worked great as a duo

So great that Druig got jealous

He pulled you aside one day, telling you that you had stolen his best friend and girlfriend

But Makkari walked up and slung an arm around your shoulder, saying that Druig was stealing her mentee

You smirked very happily as you guys walked away, much to Druig’s displeasure

Your parents soon had to tell you stop for a bit because they rarely saw you

Outside of Makkari mentoring you, you guys also became quick friends

You were often hanging out outside of training

And teased the others in sign language

They soon asked you guys to teach them sign language because they didn’t want to miss out on what you were saying

You and Makkari fought over who got to teach who

Whenever the team faced enemies, watch out, cause you and Makkari kicked ass

Everyone was astounded at how well you guys worked and fought together

Druig got more jealous

Eventually, he warmed up to you

Druig became a big brother figure and Makkari a big sister figure

You favored Makkari tho

Who wouldn’t? She’s awesome

Plus, she was the most fun

Thena and Gilgamesh often complained that you liked Makkari better than them

Which they were right

Makkari was a great teacher too, which I think we’ve established

But still! We stan Makkari here

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m0chaminx · 2 years

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Kingo and Druig Waking Up Beside You Headcannons

*•.¸♡Request : Fem eternal reader waking up beside Kingo and Druig (poly relationship) headcanons please <33 (and I really like the power plant manipulation or like nature manipulation? So if it's relevant could reader have that?)

*•.¸♡𝙒𝙖𝙧𝙣𝙞𝙣𝙜𝙨 : none

*•.¸♡Paring : Kingo x F!reader x Druig

Druig is pressed against your front, your head resting on his chest

Kingo is behind you, holding onto your hands, his head resting on your shoulder

You normally wake up first, but sometimes Kingo beats you to it

Kingo will lace your fingers together, softly playing with your hair

You'll wake up a few minutes later, rolling back against him so he can hold you tight

Druig will grumble and roll away, taking the blanket from you both

Kingo will get up properly a little while later

You'll snuggle back to Druig, wrapping your arms around him

Druig will grumble again, still asleep but will snuggle into your arms

when Druig finally wakes up he'll hold you tighter

"Mornin' love"

You smiled pressing a quick kiss to his nose before blowing a bunch of petals in his face

"Thanks for that"

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upon-a-starry-night · 11 months

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Never Lost Pt2

Drukkari x female reader

College Au

Pt1.

(disclaimer! This series is unedited and will have errors- I apologize)

After saying goodbye to your mom at the airport you drove back to the dorm, Makkari was nowhere to be seen when you opened the door so you opted for a shower to wash away the slight disappointment you were feeling.

You couldn’t deny that she was absolutely gorgeous, and she seemed very talented and funny, you couldn’t wait to get to know her more, and if everyone on campus was as hot as her then you were going to have a really good year.

You stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around yourself, looking around and realizing you forgot to grab some clothes. You peaked out of the door of the bathroom, and seeing that Makkari was still out you swiftly walked out of the bathroom and to your duffel bag to search for an outfit, you were so busy shuffling through your clothes you didn’t hear the small ‘beep’ of the door unlocking and you froze when you heard it open.

You turned to the door, clutching the towel tightly as you noticed Makkari in the doorway, eyes wracking over your towel-clad body before coming up to meet your own, a slight blush donning her cheeks.

You dropped a hand to sign “Sorry” which ultimately drew her attention toward your chest and caused you to flush a little.

She shook her head out of whatever she was thinking and brought a hand up to cover her eyes, a slight smile now being the only thing visible on her face, it was the perfect opportunity to look at her lips but unfortunately, you had to get dressed if you wanted to preserve at least a little bit of your dignity.

You rushed to the bathroom to change into your pajamas before exiting to find Makkari had changed into hers as well, a guilty smile found it’s way to your lips

“Sorry” you signed again

“Don’t be” she dismissed and sat criss-crossed on her bed, you copied her position on your own.

“what year are you?” she questioned

“i’m a junior” you started “ I started my first few years of college in my hometown because my family wanted me to stay close -and I was too scared to move away honestly, but then we took a vacation here last summer and I saw this college and I knew I wanted to transfer” you explained, she nodded in understanding

“I’m a junior too, a few of my friends and I transferred here because our old college got shut down, the principle was kind of controlling and the college wasn’t getting enough students admitted so the state stopped funding”

“oh wow, I’m sorry”

“I’m not, I like this college a lot more already” she gave you a mischievous smile and you blushed

“do you know if there’s anything on the itinerary yet?”

“my friends said they’re doing a welcome bonfire tomorrow night and a few more bonding things before classes start next week” she concluded

“that’s pretty cool” she nodded in agreement

“I can introduce you to my friends tomorrow if you want?” Makkari proposed

“I’d like that” the two of you exchanged numbers before getting under the covers and going to bed with a quick “goodnight”

–

You woke up with a smile on your face and a text from Makkari

Makkari: Hey Y/n! I went on a morning run but I promise I’ll be back soon ;)

You quickly typed out a response

Y/n: Ok cool! See you in a bit, have fun torturing yourself

You stretched before getting dressed and heading out the door, you asked the receptionist for a map before following it to the food hall. When you get there your jaw nearly drops and that plethora of foods they have available, you were about to get food when you stopped and pulled out your phone, shooting a quick text to Makkari

Y/n: Have you eaten breakfast?

The reply was almost instant

Makkari: No?

Y/n: are you allergic to anything?

Makkari: Ni

Makkari: No*

Y/n: kay

Makkari: ??

You grabbed some fruit cups, orange juice bottles, and waffles with little syrup packets before making your way back up into the dorm, Makkari was already there by the time you got back and you found yourself faced with her abs again as you entered to room.

You couldn’t help but watch the way her throat moved as she drank the water from her water bottle, jesus she wasn't the only one who was thirsty-

“You better not be a picky eater” you joked

She lit up as she spotted the food in your hands, coming over to grab half of the things you brought before giving you a hug, sandalwood and vanilla instantly flooded your senses, you would’ve stayed in her arms all day if you could.

The two of you ate your breakfast in happy silence before you finally spoke up

“Do you have any plans for today?” you let her read your lips, you found you quite liked when her attention was on them, she shook her head no before getting up to throw her trash away

- Do you want to watch a movie or something?- you suggested

“Yes”

The two of you spent the rest of the morning/noon watching rom-coms and bickering over which was the best one before Makkari decided you two should probably start getting ready for the bonfire

“Do you know if we have to bring anything?” You turned from your closet to sign to Makkari

“I don’t think so, they should be providing food and drinks” She signed back from her closet

“ I can’t find anything good to wear” you huffed

“let me help” Makkari smiled, walking over and putting a hand on your waist as she moved you over slightly to get a better look at your wardrobe, it made you shiver and you’re more than sure she felt it but she gave no indication that she had.

She pulled out a pair of white jean shorts and a black t-shirt and handed it to you, you changed in the bathroom before coming out and looking in the mirror,

“It’s cute but I feel like it’s missing something” you confessed, she nodded her head in agreement, walking back over to your closet and looking for something before going back to her side and retrieving a jean jacket. She handed it over to you and a light blush crept onto your face as you slipped it on

“are you sure?” you knew it was going to be cold and you certainly weren’t opposed to wearing her jacket but you didn’t know if you two had reached that level comfortability yet. Apparently, you had as Makkari gives you a nod and motions for you to turn around and look in the mirror

“it looks good, Thank you” You gave her a smile that she returned before the two of you continued getting ready.

Pt3.

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imaslutforcuddles · 2 years

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Be good to me (mean)

PART ONE / PART TWO / HAPPY ENDING / SERIES MASTERLIST

Summary: The emergence is all that is on Ikaris’ mind and y/n isn’t on his side. He leaves without a goodbye after a big fight you two shared, but comes back after Sersi and Sprite are attacked by deviants, only to come back to you about to attempt and a note in-hand. Comfort isn’t one of his strengths but he wants to talk you out of hurting yourself. He does something unexpected when you fight against him to save the human race, unknowing. Things happen way to quickly for your idiotic husband(I love Ikaris don’t get me wrong, but he’s dumb).

Song link: Mean by Madeline the person

Warning(s): Mention of attempt, Self harm, Spoilers, Heart-wrenching shit, Swearing, Angst, Major character death.

A/N: Now hold on, I’m not going to spoil in my authors note because it’s visible, I don’t want people who haven’t seen eternals to get mad at me lmao. I sincerely apologize. Its been awhile since the first part, writers block sucks butt lol. Sorry this is short. Although its sweet! Spoilers under the cut.

You said I take too much space Half an inch from my face and you meant it

You sat down on your tiled bathroom floor thinking about that past couple fights you and Ikaris had. They were harsh and full of anger but that was something you expected from Ikaris, before you two had gotten together Ikaris and you were what you could call enemies. Fights were always rapid when you two were close by each-other, physical? Yes. Without a doubt, you figured you were the only one between the two of you who liked the other, and honestly now you feel like your still correct. You started thinking back on the first time you had fought after confessing your feelings towards him, (he soon agreed on the ‘mutual’ connecting after but couldn’t confess first):

You grabbed my hands and you smiled As you kicked me right out my own sentence

- flashback -

“YOU TAKE TOO MUCH SPACE Y/N, STOP WAISTING MY FEELINGS!” Ikaris shouted an inch away from your trembling frame, you started thinking the best ‘maybe he’s just hurt,’ ‘he doesn’t mean it’, but as you looked up at him his features had turned from anger to complacent.

- end of flashback -

I'm glad you got the chance to be honest, I'm happy for you There goes years of my progress

You smiled to yourself pitying the fact you had loved him for so long, and now couldn’t get rid of the love you had for him. Your self-hatred peaking out of the hole you had buried so long ago.

You said I take too much space Now I know what you meant when you said it

You wanted to bring back all the doubtful thoughts you had when Ikaris would harm you, but your heart would deny all those helpful requests to push away your love for the one man who has hurt you all of these years. Your heart pounded out of your throat when you thought about death. Your heart always wanted you to survive longer than Ikaris no matter how much it loved him, but you sighed knowing that your brain had different plans. A loud thump startled you out of your thoughts.

“Y/n?” Ikaris called out through your apartment, your body froze clutching a blade closer to your chest. You figured Ikaris wouldn’t come back after what you said to him the last time you saw his face, but he had changed his mind of never wanting to see you again after Ajak convinced him before he had betrayed his family that no matter which side you or him are on, you love each-other and a death away from your lover is quite painful.

One thing I like about me is that I'm nothing like you and I never will be Someone who loves how it sounds when they speak

Ikaris came crashing in your bathroom when he found a trail of your blood leading to it. You looked up at his contorting face taking in your cut wrists, he cursed to himself for not bringing Ajak along with him. He came down to his knees to cradle you in his arms while your tears started mixing with your blood on the floor, after he had taken in all of what you had done to yourself he sucked in a breath and asked, “Why?” You smiled while tears started spilling from his beautiful oceanic eyes. “You know I never had as much love for myself as I did for you Ikaris.” You said sniffling, while his turned his full attention to your eyes. “You don’t like anything about yourself?” He whispered looking from your face to your wounds. You shook your head then stiffened, “Actually, the one thing I like about me is that I’m nothing like you and I never will be.” He smiled hearing you hadn’t lost your sarcasm although, you were loosing a lot of your blood.

He picked you up and ran to the nearest hospital he could, on his way you passed out due to blood loss.

You're not telling the truth, no, you're just being mean.

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Yes you die, but if you don’t want this story to be sad click on the happy ending and find I’m not entirely finished with these two.

#Eternals #druig #makkari #ikaris #ikaris x reader #ikaris x y/n #ikaris x you #eternals x you #movie #mean #im tired #Richard Madden

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Merry Little Christmas

Druig x Reader

Fandom: MCU

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

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

Warnings: None! Just cozy Christmas celebrations <3

Word Count: 1.6k words

Reader Is: Gender Neutral!

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“May I?” Phastos asked.

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

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

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

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

“Thanks. Thought we needed something like that.”

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

“Stockings.”

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

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

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

Right next to yours.

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

“You read it?”

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

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

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

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

***

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

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

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

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

You were glad they were home.

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

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

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

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

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

“Until right now?”

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

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

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

“Is it a surprise to you, too?”

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

“I believe you.”

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

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

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

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

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

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

“Merry Christmas, Druig.”

#druig #druig x reader #druig imagine #marvel #barry keoghan #christmas #fluff #eternals #eternals imagine #marvel imagine

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Best Friend’s Brother

Ikaris x Male Reader

A/N: Song fic. I’ve never done a song fic before so. This is about the reader being in love with his best friend’s brother. Young Bucky and Ikaris. A Victorious song.

I call you up when I know he's at home

I jump out of my skin when he picks up the phone

Y/N gripped his phone nervously as he dialed Bucky’s number. Why is he so nervous? He’s called Bucky plenty of times before. After all, they were best friends, but there was one person who made Y/N feel queasy to his stomach. The phone rang a couple of times as Y/N put it to his ear. When Bucky finally did pick up, Y/N was expecting to hear his voice, not the voice that made him shiver with excitement and nervousness.

“Hello? Bucky’s phone,” Ikaris’s smooth, deep Scottish sounding voice rang in Y/N’s ears. “Y/N, are you there?” The younger boy blushed hard as he hung up the phone.

Why can't I tell if he's looking at me?

Should I give him a smile?

Should I get up and leave?

Y/N tried not to think about the embarrassing phone conversation he had with Ikaris as he, Bucky, Steve, and Sam were chatting at the food court in the mall as Y/N glanced over at Ikaris and his table of friends. There were Sersi, Kingo, Thena, Sprite, Ajak, Phastos, Druig, Makkari, and Gilgamesh. Ikaris laughed at something Sersi said and gave her a winning smile as Y/N’s face burned with jealousy. Why wouldn't Ikaris look at him the way he looks at Sersi? Oh, that's right, Sersi was a girl and Ikaris was straight, unlike his twin brother, who was bisexual and in love with Steve Rogers.

As if sensing his thoughts, Ikaris turned to look at Y/N from across the room and smiled at him. It was a charming and teasing one. Y/N blushed hard. Should he smile back at him or should he just save himself the embarrassment and get up and leave?

I know it's strange

I don't know what I'm thinking

But is it wrong if I see him this weekend?

Was it strange for Y/N to invite Ikaris to the movies with him this weekend? He called him up and asked him if he’d like to go see the new (insert new movie of your choice) with him and Ikaris surprisingly agreed. Y/N couldn't believe his good luck, but was this wrong of him to do? It's not like they were going out on a date or anything, but the young Maximoff boy was still worried. Especially about one person in particular.

I really hope I can get him alone

I just don't, don't want him to know

Y/N really wanted to be alone with Ikaris. Just the two of them. But at the same time, he didn't want Bucky to find out about this. He didn't want his best friend to hate him for having a crush on his twin brother, so he prayed he didn't find out about them. Sersi too.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My best friend's brother is the one for me

Y/N couldn't deny it anymore. He was completely smitten with his best friend's brother. Of all the guys Y/N had to fall for, it was Ikaris Madden Barnes. He was the one for Y/N. Damn it!

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

A punk rock drummer and he's six-foot-three

Ikaris wasn't six-foot-three. He was five-foot-ten with dancing blue eyes and soft dark brown hair with a gray streak in it. He was smoking hot and if that wasn’t enough. He was in a band with his friends. They called themselves: The Eternals. He was the punk rock drummer in the band, and he looked so amazing on stage when Bucky took Y/N to see them play. That’s probably when Y/N’s crush started. Seeing him on stage. Sweat glistening down his face underneath the hot lights as he had no sleeves on his shirt as they showed off his bare muscled arms.

I don't want to, but I want to

'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and

Y/N didn’t want to fall for Ikaris, but it was very hard not to. He was charming, handsome, funny, and kind. Yeah, Y/N had it bad for Ikaris. Every waking moment, he thought about Ikaris. He couldn't get him out of his mind, no matter how much he tried.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My best friend's brother is the one for me

Why did Y/N have to fall for his best friend’s brother? Pietro and Wanda warned him to be careful, but Y/N couldn't help the feelings Ikaris stirred inside of him.

… BFB, BFB

My best friend's brother

It echoed inside Y/N’s head like a pop song. Over and over again, nonstop, as his conscience reprimanded him for his impure thoughts about Ikaris. Ikaris was taken and Bucky’s brother. Y/N’s best friend!

I kinda think that I might be his type

'Cause when you're not around, he's not acting too shy

Y/N thinks he could be the type of guy Ikaris could fall for. They had similar interests and tastes, but they were almost very different as well. What did Sersi have that Y/N didn’t? When Ikaris and Bucky are in the same room together, Ikaris is calmer in an almost shy fashion, compared to when he's with Y/N alone. He’s like the most confident and cocky guy there is. Almost like Tony and Loki.

Sometimes I feel like he might make a move

Is this all in my head?

I don't know what to do

They were at the movies together watching the new film, as Ikaris clutched onto Y/N’s arm. Much to the younger boy’s embarrassment and excitement. After that they went for ice cream and just talked and laughed as Ikaris leaned forward towards Y/N as the shorter boy blushed. Was Ikaris making a move on him? Was he going to kiss him? Should Y/N kiss him back if he did? Was he just imagining all this in his head? He didn’t know what to do. Ikaris wiped the whipped cream off Y/N’s nose and giggled at the poor boy’s flustered state.

I know it's strange

I don't know what he's thinking

But is it wrong if I see him this weekend?

Apparently, Ikaris enjoyed their weekend together so much that he invited Y/N to his band play next weekend. Front row too. Y/N accepted immediately, but was a little bit confused. Why was Ikaris so eager to invite Y/N everywhere? What could he be thinking?

I really hope I can get him alone

I just don't, don't want him to know

Maybe this was Y/N’s chance to tell Ikaris how he really feels about him. To get him alone before or after the gig and confess that he’s had a crush on him for a while now. He just hopes Ikaris isn't disgusted by his confession and outs him to Bucky. It could ruin both his friendships with the Barnes twins, but Y/N has to risk it. These feelings are driving him insane.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My best friend's brother is the one for me

Y/N smiled as Ikaris waved to him at school. He was leaning against his locker talking to Kingo and Gilgamesh when he caught Y/N’s eyes and flashed him a smile as he waved to him. Y/N waved back shyly as Wanda chuckled beside him and Pietro bumped his shoulders teasingly.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

A punk rock drummer and he's six-foot-three

Y/N was walking down the hallway when he heard the sound of music being played. He walked toward the sound of rock music as he stopped in the doorway of the music room and saw Ikaris with headphones in, playing his drums to the beat of the rock song. Following the song note for note. He looked amazing. Just like on stage. Y/N bit his bottom lip as he looked at Ikaris practicing as Steve came up behind Y/N and tapped him on the shoulders. “Who are you drooling over? Ikaris again?”

Y/N blushed. “Shut up, Rogers!”

Steve chuckled.

I don't want to, but I want to

'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and

Y/N laid in bed thinking about his decision. He didn't want to tell Ikaris that he had a crush on him and that he liked him, but at the same time, he did. Ikaris wouldn't stop plaguing his thoughts. So, he was going to do something about it and end this once and for all.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My best friend's brother is the one for me

Y/N snuggled into his pillow with a smile as he imagined it was his best friend’s twin brother that he was holding and cuddling against. Ikaris was the one and only one that Y/N wanted. No one else. Not even Ikaris and Bucky’s hunky cousin, Eros.

… BFB, BFB

My best friend's brother

Y/N smiled as he wrote Ikaris’s name in his journal as Bucky drove them to the concert. He and Steve were in the front of the car and Y/N and Peggy Carter were sitting in the back as Peggy glanced at Y/N’s drawing of Ikaris’s name circled with hearts all round as she chuckled.

… BFB, BFB

My best friend's brother

“I’m in love with my best friend’s brother,” Y/N thought giddy as Bucky parked the car and they all got out as they headed towards the building where Ikaris and the other members of Eternals would be playing.

'Cause he's such a dream, yeah

And you'd know what I mean

If you weren't related

Ikaris was probably everyone’s dream, including Y/N’s. The way he looked onstage as he walked towards his drums to begin playing. He looks at Y/N in the crowd and winks at him as the people go crazy as the Eternals rock out and jam. If only Bucky understood how Y/N felt. It might make things easier for him if they weren’t related. If Ikaris and Bucky weren’t brothers, then Y/N might not be so nervous about doing this.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My best friend's brother is the one for me

Y/N danced with Peggy as Steve and Bucky danced together to the beat of the music. Sersi and Thena were up front singing as Kingo played the guitar as Ikaris slammed on the drums as he glanced at Y/N, who looked so peaceful and happy as he and the others enjoyed their music. Y/N looked from Peggy to Ikaris and smiled as he winked at the older boy, who blushed.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

A punk rock drummer and he's six-foot-three

The crowd enjoyed every minute of their music as Y/N watched with amusement and amazement out how much joy the Eternals brought to different people. It was so cool.

I don't want to, but I want to

'Cause I just can't get him out of my mind, and

After the concert was over, Ikaris pulled Y/N to the side in private and smiled at him. His blue eyes were shining. “So, what did you think of the band, Y/N?” Y/N smiled back as he looked up at the taller male. “You guys were amazing. Absolutely, perfect.”

“You’re perfect, Duckling…” Ikaris cupped Y/N’s cheek and stroked it gently as the other male blushed hard at the new nickname.

Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

My best friend's brother is the one for me

Ikaris leaned close towards Y/N as he gave him the choice to close the gap between them or just leave things as they were. Y/N closed the space between them as he and Ikaris kissed. It was like fireworks went off as Ikaris grabbed the back of Y/N’s head to deepen their kisses as the younger boy whined against his lips as Ikaris smirked and kissed him sweet and slow.

… BFB, BFB

My best friend's brother

They separated as Y/N looked up at Ikaris. “Ikaris, listen. I like you a lot and I’ve had a very big crush on you for a good while, but you're my best friend’s brother and I don’t want things to be weird between us because of that. Also, aren’t you with Sersi?”

Ikaris looked shocked for a moment before he smiled. He kissed Y/N again before pulling back and looking him in the eyes. “I really like you too, Y/N. I alway have, but I was just too scared to admit it. Sersi and I are just friends. Best friends. And I get that you don’t want to ruin your friendship with my brother, but he will understand if you want to do this with me. Be more than friends.”

… BFB, BFB

My best friend's brother

Y/N looks at him. “Really? Bucky will be okay with this?” He gestures to both of them.

“Really…”

Y/N turns to see Bucky smiling at him. Steve, Peggy, and the others are behind him. They all look at Y/N and Ikaris with encouraging looks of endearment. “Bucky…. I… I…”

Bucky smiles gently. “I still love you, little shit. Even if you’re dating my ugly and gross twin brother. Nothing about you two liking each other will ever change our friendship. I promise.”

“Hey, I’m not ugly! You are.” Ikaris protests as Y/N chuckles. “Thanks, Buck. I really needed to hear you say that.”

“No problem. But my best friend is in love with my brother? Who would have guessed it?”

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