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[mochamei]

druig x eternal!reader

hello i decided i wanted pain and angst but there aren’t nearly enough druig x readers where the love is unreciprocated. so i made an oc and decided to do it myself -- i haven’t figured out a name though, so it could be read as a reader insert LOL

eternals spoilers!! druig x reader/oc; uses she/they pronouns but i used only she for this tiny drabble :)

not edited at ALL i literally wrote it in a rush because it entered my head and decided to publish it LMAO. also i use the word castle but where was that one place with the blue/gold palace in the movie? babylon? idk imagine that; that’s what i mean by “castle” LMFAOOO okay have fun fellas!!

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It didn’t strike her like lightning when she realized. 

It was slow, like a gentle wave, until it settled into her stomach with a sincere oh. 

She loved Druig. 

She loved Druig. 

A tentative smile crept onto her face, as her heart began to skip as it did whenever he was near her. Love -- that was a human emotion, and she felt it. She had seen how wonderful love had been for humans, and how happy they were because of it. And she loved her friend, her handsome, wonderful friend and warrior -- Druig. 

I’m going to tell him, she thought suddenly, sitting up from her seat. Phastos paid her no attention as he continued to tinker with his inventions, and she left the Domo in excitement. She was going to tell him, before she could get scared. 

Finally, she had a word for what she had been feeling for so long. They had grown close since they met aboard the Domo, on their way to fulfill their otherworldly mission. They were friends, close friends, and she remembered staring at him for a few lingering seconds when he smiled genuinely at her for the first time. 

Now, she knew why. 

Speak of the very man himself -- Druig was walking through the hallways of the vast castle, the sunlight washing him in a golden glow. Her heart squeezed; he was so beautiful. And hopefully, he would feel the same. 

She bounded down the stairs, nervous excitement coursing through her whole body. She had seen how Ikaris had looked at Sersi -- with love, and now, hopefully, she would do the same--

She stopped suddenly, and her heart squeezed again -- but more painfully, more… 

More heartbreakingly. 

Druig had slowed to pick a lovely, purple flower -- her favorite color -- and was extending it to someone as an offer. 

To Makkari. 

She watched, her breath stuck in her throat as Makkari accepted, and tucked it behind her ear. They laughed together, and the evening sun made them glow. They were beautiful, and they were perfect. 

She watched as Makkari broke away to crouch in front of a child who had wandered their way into the castle unknowingly, and she watched as Druig looked at Makkari with love. 

He watched her every move with adoration and love, a small, content smile on his face. How could he not? Makkari was good and perfect, as was he. And they were good and perfect together, and they were her best friends. 

So she swallowed all the nervous, hopeful things she had wished to say. She blinked back the very idea of tears, ignoring the painful stinging as her heart stuttered weakly. She did not dare interrupt something so perfect and wonderful, because then, she would be selfish. 

She decided that she would be perfectly content to watch, and to love him by herself. She would keep this love quiet, even during the nights it begged to be heard. To be known, to be reciprocated, to be held, to be--

She would keep it to herself. And she would smile, and love her dear friends as they loved each other. She did not matter if it meant that her friends kept on smiling. 

So she backed away quietly, back up those stairs, back to watching Phastos. That was where she belonged, and she was foolish to believe otherwise.

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[lex-again]

About the Writer

BASICS:

name: Casey birthday: March 5 zodiac: Pisces single or taken: Taken (*insert me gushing*) height: 5’4 eye color: Blue-grey favorite color: I actually really think it’s a pastel pink, idk lucky number: 4! 

SPECIFICS/DETAILS:

Hogwarts house: Slytherin

favorite fictional characters: Tramp, Scamp, Patch Cipriano, Tony Stark, Fire Lord Zuko, Ryusaki Hayate, Mei Kihara, Cameron Malkin, Will Herondale, strong personalities tbh.

favorite television shows: Letter Kenny, South Park, The Office, The Marvelous Mrs. Maisel, The Vampire Diaries, Gilmore Girls, Queer Eye, Archer (to a point)

—and this isn’t TV but: I watch a lot of Jenna Marbles and Julien Solomita and I won’t apologize.

favorite season: Autumn**

**= I literally adore every season, but I just don’t think there’s anything more beautiful than falling leaves and crisp morning air. 

describe yourself in a few words: allergic to bullshit, outspoken, blunt, sensitive, fiercely loyal, loud, easily distracted, hotheaded, warm hearted but cold blooded. Wannabe prolific writer, actually just fine. 

future children’s names: Nonexistent and Never.

meaning of your name: If we’re going with the Irish meaning, my appearently name means vigilant or watchful. Thanks, Google!

what do you plan to/do for a living:  I desire to be a professional dog mom, but I know that’s impractical as all hell. I describe myself as the girly journalist. Picture the Kate Hudson’s character, Andi, from How to Lose A Guy in 10 Days but without all the political shit. I’d happily write about fashion, makeup and lifestyle hacks all day. I’d like to be the journalist that cuts through all the political BS right now, we have more than enough people covering the topic.  

Starbucks order: This goes back to be being a seasonal little shit.

Fall: Pumpkin Spice Latte

Winter: White Chocolate Mocha / Peppermint Hot Chocolate 

Spring and Summer: Iced Caramel Macchiato 

THIS OR THAT: introvert or extrovert: introvert (I’m just so good at pretending to be an extrovert, it’s my job) dawn or dusk: Dusk righty or lefty: righty coffee or tea: coffee rain or shine: Rain...on a weekend! reading or writing: Both both both!

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