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[tokkiotears]

starlit eternity

note: i love him your honor

pairing: steven grant x (f)reader

summary: under the stars, you and steven talk about eternity

warnings: none!

wc: 709

This far out from the city, the stars were far brighter and unbothered by the peskiness of traffic and tourists. The moon shone brightly on your skin as you looked up towards the sky, knowing it was all Khonshu. A small smile snuck onto your lips. The cool metal of the car hood pressed against your neck as you lay on it.

From Steven's perspective, he could see the god perched atop the car - watching over you.

As of late, he wasn't sure if Khonshu really gave a damn about him. He was always hovering around you. He didn't really have eyes persay, but Steven knew if he did that he'd know where they'd be looking.

Not that Steven really minded, if he were a god - he'd be too busy protecting you too.

"Ask her what she is looking at." Khonshu's voice swept through the air. The way that Steven turned to look at the top of the car, which looked empty to you, let you know that the god was present and likely talking.

Steven, who had been facing the nearest sand dune, turned towards you and the god.

Hearing his footsteps in the sand, you turned your head to watch him approach. The light from the car headlights made his skin glow like gold.

You loved seeing those bright eyes, the upknit eyebrows always looking slightly worried.

"Hey." You smiled, reaching your hand out towards him. He leaned forward and slipped his hand into yours, an expression of serenity settling over his face.

"He's wondering what you're looking at," Steven mumbled, easily lifting himself onto the hood of the car. A small chuckle passed your lips. Your eyes couldn’t help but wanted towards his. It was like you were some school girl - you couldn’t kiss him enough. 

"Is that so?"

You tear your eyes away from Steven and settle them back on the night sky. The sky is so clear, you can see the cosmic dust that makes up the arms of the Milky Way. You wonder if you’ll be among them one day. 

"I’m admiring the sky," Steven had nestled his head into the space between your shoulder and head, filling a sense of absence that always accompanied you when he want able to.. "Which I suppose he's included in."

Steven is quiet a moment, before huffing out a laugh, "He likes that."

You tug on the sleeve of Steven's white hoodie, bringing his fingers to yours.

"Are you cold darling?" He asks while pulling your intertwined hands close to his chest.

Steven presses a gentle kiss to your knuckles. "We could head back to the flat."

His hair was beginning to fall in messy curls, an indicator that his day was long. You shift to your side to face him. You feign thought before shaking your head.

"I am perfectly happy right here with you and the stars." As you speak, Steven's eyes glimmer, "Besides, we’re always at the flat. As much as I love it, I also love to get some fresh air ”

"Oh gods I love you." Steven says, "I'd spend eternity here with you if I could."

“I think if we butter the gods up enough, that could be an option.” You joke, but knowing Steven and his extensive knowledge, he set off on a tangent of how the system works from a combination of what Khonshu has told him the hundreds of books he’s read on sleepless nights.

You listen to him talk, excited comments and all, retaining as much information as one possibly can at 1AM in the middle of the desert.

“- so I mean hypothetically if we did do something notable enough that they found us worthy, we could be promoted up the ladder.” Steven ends his tangent and his attention centers back on you. 

You hum in amusement. Gods. Eternity together. Doesn’t sound so bad. 

You lean forward, pressing a teasing kiss to his lips. His signature sheepish smile graces his face. He gently presses his forehead to yours.

“Alright, that’s the plan then. You, me, and eternity,” You whisper. 

The pure starlight in his eyes is the only thing that you could ever need to make it to the end of time.

#oscar isaac x reader #moon knight fanfiction #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #marc spector x you #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #moon knight x reader #marvel x reader #marvel fanfiction

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something more

note: this is a little drabble i wrote last night

pairing: steven grant x (f)reader

summary: your coworker with benefits is falling for you

warnings: implied fwb, not proofread!!

wc: 405

The cool Egyptian cotton of the sheet had migrated to your calves and feet, no longer providing any substantial warmth. You could’ve sworn that was in the top three best nights of sleep of your life. 

Steven loved the sight. The sheer idea that a woman as captivating as you would willingly spend her time with him - even if just for the night.

He could see you in all your glory - wearing a charcoal sweatshirt that was just a little too big and pair of plaid boxers.

As usual, the sky was grey and muddled, threatening to pour down on the city at a moment's notice. Steven could understand why you had your forearm sloppily laid over your eyelids.

His hands were tucked under his cheek as he laid on his side and observed you.

On the other side of the bed, you were far too shy to meet his gaze - or come even remotely close. The little studio apartment had become warm from the heat of your bodies throughout the night (with only a little help from the woodstove). 

In the weeks of these casual meetings, you had noticed that he was slipping. From his routine, his health, his sleep. The area under his eyes had begun to darken in the past few days. You noticed him spacing out at the register when he was meant to be taking inventory. He didn't notice he was slipping. He only noticed how good it felt to be around you. And how lately, the only thing he wanted to do after work was see you there in front of him.

It was mutual. You had begun to realize how your meetings grew to be less about carnal urges and more into domestic activities and simply experiencing life with one another. This was probably the longest you had slept in - been around when he woke. Steven shifted onto his stomach and elbows. Would you stay or go?

"You want some breakfast?" He asked, accent seemingly thicker in the morning air, "I've got those little pastries you fancy."

Steven could see your lips perk into a small smile. You lifted your arm so that one eye was able to meet his gaze.After a moment, you spoke, “You are speaking my language, Stevie.”

What you didn't know was that he had bought them just for you, in hopes it would sway you to spend a little more time with him.

#oscar isaac x reader #moon knight fanfiction #steven grant x reader #steven grant x you #marc spector x you #marc spector x reader #jake lockley x reader #moon knight x reader #marvel x reader #moon knight imagine

[tokkiotears]

hi !!! i was previously @/pogueslandia, and i was wondering if you could change my url tag to @milkiane in your taglist if i’ve ever asked to be added before? thank you !!

of course doll! you're on it! <3

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Hello! Are you still writing?

hi nonnie! yes i still write, however i havent been active at all due to college. im taking a pretty large schedule and trying to finish my aa by december - so i havent been posting. however, summer is coming and i am getting back into writing/posting! <3

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so i am most definitely in my oscar isaac era rn with moonknight so i hope y’all are too because… 🥲 i have some drabbles for him

#oscar isaac x reader #moon knight #moon knight x reader #steven grant x reader #marc spector x reader

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the most fun thing about being a fic author is when you know what’s supposed to happen but when you go to write it you realise that, for the event to be plausible, you need to add another 2k of development and establish like six extra things before you can even get to the scene you need to write, and by ‘most fun’ I mean fuck everything someone take this fucking story away from me I’m on strike

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my type - pt. 3

note: it took me ages but, here it is! the final part <3

pairing: druig x (f)reader

summary: druig confronts you about your sudden disappearance.

warnings: fake dating, some swearing, not proofread!!

wc: 1.3k

Days passed since that night. The new year approached with stead and you had spent most of your days lounging about, reading old books from Sersi’s library and talking with Dane about his newfound family history. Currently, you sat in the sunroom, a large room filled with plants that soaked in the sun from the windows that made up the walls and ceiling. The sofa beneath you was one you recognized from the old safe house in Spain. A chaise lounge of deep green crushed velvet that felt the slightest bit scratchy against your skin. You set the book down, slipping a fallen leaf between the pages to mark your place.

Your muscles relaxed when you laid back onto the plush material, eyes drifting to the panels above you that glistened with melted snow. Druig and you had been able to keep up the charade. If you could even call it that. The nights with him were becoming increasingly close.

It started with him holding your hand, then your arm, then your waist. Before you knew it - the two of you were right back in Rio. Those nights that neither of you could let go - even when it got too hot and you had to kick the blankets off.

“Shit,” You sighed and rubbed your hands over your face. Swinging your feet over and onto the concrete floor, you sat up. Time to get up and do something. Your fingers pulled at the sleeves of Druig’s sweatshirt that you had borrowed (to keep the image up, you told yourself), and you meandered through the living room and into the kitchen. Druig was seated at the dining table, attention locked on a pile of old parchment maps. Makkari was atop a barstool at the island next to Thena and engaged in a conversation. Eventually, you ended up at the fridge, pulling a bottle of pomegranate juice out. Turning to the girls, you leaned your forearms on the granite countertop.

“Does anyone want to go on a walk with me?” You ask, licking the remainder of dark juice from your lips. Their eyes shift to you. Makkari gave you an apologetic smile.

“We have plans to go into town. You can come if you’d like,” She signed. You waved her off.

“Oh no, no - it’s okay,” You smiled back at her, “I hope you guys have fun. Be safe.”

She blew you a little kiss - that same sisterly affection that always existed between you.

The sound of wood dragging against cement garnered your attention. Druig had stood up, arms stretched to the ceiling. He turned towards you, catching your eyes.

“I’ll come,” He looked down at the papers, “I need to take a break anyways.”

You wanted to protest, but it would’ve made a scene and that was exactly what you needed to avoid. Pressing your lips in a smile, you nodded and followed him to the mudroom. There, you kicked on your boots and threw on a long coat. After Druig did the same, you moved to the front door.

“Hold on,” He murmured. His slender fingers pulled a knit beanie from the coat hook. Gently, he placed it on your head. His eyes focused on your hair, the cold touch of his fingertips pushing strands behind your ear. “Alright, now we can go.”

He had a smile on his lips, a content one. He held the door for you and followed you out into the snow. Though the sun had emerged, it hadn’t melted much.

The grass was still hidden and the pond still frozen over. You began to walk towards the tree line. The dark columns of bark contrasting against the ground, making a scene that looked like a painting.

The cold air was already capturing the tip of your nose all while enhancing the color that the pomegranate juice left on your lips. Druig of course had committed this image to memory already - wondering what they would taste like if he had dug up the nerve to kiss you.

“What were you working on?” You questioned, breaking the silence. The dark-haired boy ran a hand through his hair.

“Ah, just some plans for the village back home.” His accent cut through the bitter air. It sounded lovely.

“Oh really?” You hummed, curling your hands deep into your pockets. “Plans for what?”

Druig sniffled. For a second you glance at him. He looks bright and full of color against the backdrop of winter. His eyes were blue as ever. “It’s uh, for a farm plot. I wanted to find a good spot for it. It’s turning out a little harder than I imagined.”

You nodded in acknowledgment.

The silence overtook the forest once again. If you concentrated hard enough, you could hear the rustling of animals through the branches and thickets. That’s one of the things you loved most about coming to see Sersi. It was so peaceful here. You never had to worry about accidentally hurting anyone with your abilities, or about running into Druig.

It’s ironic, how the world works.

As you continued to walk, you could feel Druig’s demeanor slowly shift. You had stopped walking to admire some fungi growing at the base of a tree, one that you hadn’t seen in many centuries. Our of your peripheral vision, you could see him. His head was tilted towards the treetops.

“Y/N. Are we not going to talk about this?”

Your heart froze in your chest. The tips of your fingers trailed off the edge of the mushroom.

The snow crunched under his feet as he turned his body towards you. From your crouched position, you met his gaze. Your mouth stayed shut.

“You don’t get to determine what is right or wrong for me.” His tone wasn’t aggressive or angry - but matter-of-fact. He approached with his hand spread out to you. “I have always admired how much you care for others and try to prevent their pain.”

You took his hand and allowed him to pull you up straight. His eyes were soft, lined with his dark lashes.

“I thought you hated me.” He said, hand still firmly grasping yours. You close your eyes, letting go of the breath that you were holding.

“I could never Dru.”

When your eyes opened, a frown adorned his features. You leaned into him, head falling onto his chest.

“I’m sorry.” You said, feeling yourself melt into him as he wrapped his arms around you.

“All I’ve ever wanted was a place to belong. Somewhere I could call home,” Druig murmured, “You’re my home, you being away for so long has made that crystal clear.”

Your chest felt heavy as ever, with love and regret. It was far easier to see now. To see that you meant well but it wasn’t the right thing to do - to leave him.

The sun had long disappeared behind the cloud cast and snow began to flurry down. You pulled back from his torso. Reaching your arms up, your hands caressed his cheeks. You sniffled, partially from the cold and partially from the tears swelling in your eyes.

“For the record, I never once stopped loving you.” Your lips stretch into a melancholy smile from which he can’t seem to pry his eyes.

“Good. Don’t stop now,” He breathed. His icy hands made contact with your cheeks, pulling your face towards his. Druig’s lips met yours with a perfect mix of gentle and hastiness. You would’ve thought that the centuries of tension would have been obliterated - but really it was just the beginning of the high that you’d experience from being with him. His thumb brushed over your cheek, fingers crawling to the back of your head. The air bit at you when he pulled away - the warmth of him suddenly gone.

Druig rested his forehead on yours, holding you steady. His eyes shot down to your sweater - his sweater, and a cheeky smile bloomed on his face. “I’m looking forward to an eternity of seeing you in my clothes.”

Your eyes fluttered shut ad you stifled a laugh. Druig did the same, quickly followed with an ambush of kisses across your face. Eternity was going to be a lot more bearable with him by your side.

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if you are going through something right now but still trying your best to heal and move forward, i am so proud of you.

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may this year be kinder and gentler to you

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there may be some andrew garfield fic on the way cus i’m obsessed w him rn

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hey lovelies <3 just letting u know part 3 of my type will be up soon. finals have finally ended and i’ll likely post more. i hope ur all having happy holidays!

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Ahhhh CHRISTMAS!! What about a fic where Druig gets the reader the most amazing personal and thoughtful gift but chickens out of giving it to her in front of everyone but when she opens it she realises it’s from him and he admits he’s in love with her?? 🥺🥺🥺

note: i rly loved this idea and im definitely getting in the christmas spirit lol!

pairing: druig x (f)eternals!reader

summary: you fall alseep under the light of the christmas tree and wake to a present from druig as well as a confession

warnings: fluff! not proofread

wc: 1k

2:18 AM

The lights were streaky and blurred through your drooping eyes. You rub your eyes, placing at the grandfather clock in the corner of the room. Your neck is sore from sleeping on the armrest of the leather couch. The warm yellow lights from the tree kept the room just bright enough so that you could see where everything was. The fire was now just a few hot coals, faintly glowing red. On the floor, a few feet from you was Druig, a fistful of blankets at his chest. A small smile graced your lips, he looked quite cute.

Quietly, you tip-toed to the kitchen and grabbed a few cookies from the dining table. You returned to your spot on the couch, munching on the chocolate chip cookies.

“Are you eating cookies?”

You jump at the sudden noise of his voice. His eyes are closed, but he has a faint smile on his face.

“You scared me,” You hissed at him, rolling your eyes. “Come here, I’ll give you one.”

You can see his shape coming your way and eventually settling by your feet. You offer him a cookie, which he happily takes into his slender fingers. They graze yours in the process and you can feel how soft they are.

The two of you nibble on the cookies in silence, wrapped in your respective blankets. Druig licks his fingertips clean of any melted chocolate and lays back down onto the carpeted floor. You follow suit, snuggling back into the couch.

“What did you get me for Christmas?” You ask him, peeking over the edge of the couch. You can hear him snort.

“I’m not gonna tell you.” He turns to face you, his skin lightly illuminated by the tree. You’re not sure if it's the lighting or your mind playing tricks on you, but you see a twinge of redness on his cheeks. He is just within your reach. The tips of your fingers run over a small scar on his shoulder.

“When was this?” Your voice is gentle. His eyes refuse to leave your face as he responds.

“Tenochtitlan.”

You move on to a scar on his collarbone - one which you can barely feel. Your eyes meet his.

“Sparring with Gilgamesh.”

His fingers embrace the back of your hand, guiding it towards his chest. A thin chain catches on your finger and you can hear him inhale sharply. You follow the chain to the pendant at the end; A delicate wrapping of gold around an onyx stone. You hold it between the pads of your fingers. His chest rises and falls with his breaths.

“I made it.”

Amusedly, you hum. He was always so talented. Drowsiness began to envelop you once more, your arm becoming limp. Druig didn’t dare keep you awake. He admired how gorgeous you looked and how fulfilling it was to hold your hand in his even if it wasn’t intentional. His eyes shut, but all he could see was you.

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The morning sun crept in through the window panes, slowly urging you to wake. Your arm was chilly, having been stuck outside of your blanket all night - but your hand was warm. You peeked over the edge of the couch cushion to see that Druig was fast asleep with your hand in his. You felt your face grow warm. As much as you wanted to never let your hand move from its place, a set of footsteps barreling down the stairs caused you to retract your hand.

You’re ultimately glad you did because it was Sprite and boy would she eat that scene up. Her arrival was followed by Gilgamesh and Ajak and eventually the others. Their presence slowly woke Druig as well. You avoided eye contact as best you could, but he still managed to catch your attention. Only then could you see a refreshed happiness in his eyes.

“Sprite if you're not careful, I think Sersi may turn your gift to coal.” Thena mused, melting into the recliner in the corner of the room, wrapped in a blanket. Sprite glared from her new spot in front of the tree, motioning for everyone to hurry over. One by one the Eternals found their places in the room, some on the floor others piled on the couch. You watched as they reveled in their new toys and gadgets. You had gotten each of them a simple gift, tailored to match their personalities. Smiles and thanks were thrown your way. Gilgamesh pulled a small Bo from under the tree, it was wrapped in gold and silver paper, tied with a twine bow.

“Y/N,” He read, tilting the box to get a better look. The burly man stood up and walked the small box to you, placing it in your hands.

“Awe, this is so cute,” You smile, carefully untying the bow. There is no indication of who the gift is from. Everyone’s eyes are on you as you unfold the paper. Druig’s gaze feels heavy - were you the one that grabbed his hand in the middle of the night?

You remove the lid of the small box, uncovering a gorgeous gold necklace. It is twirling wires of light with small stones laid. Something about it looks familiar…

“This is gorgeous, thank you to whoever got it for me.”

Pulling the necklace out, you begin connecting the dots. The same gold necklace that you were touching last night awfully resembled this one. You make eye contact with Druig, eyes darting from the piece that hung from his neck and the one in your hand.

��Dru…”

As you look between them you realize that the necklaces fit together, the stones creating what would be a beautiful golden swirl of lines with sparkling stars.

All he does is give you a smile, and you can’t do much else because you’re speechless. The gift opening goes on, but it seems that all fades to the background. Druig joins you on the sofa at some point, his hands finding the pendant in your lap. His nimble fingers pull your hair away from your neck and clasp the necklace on. He leans in to whisper into your ear.

“I love you, Y/N. I always have, I hope you will be mine.”

You feel his lips press a gentle kiss onto your hair. For the rest of the day, you aren’t more than an arms-length from him - and he intended to keep it that way, for eternity.

#druig #druig eternals #druig fanfiction #druig imagine #druig oneshot #druig x reader #druig x y/n #druig x you #mcu x reader #druig headcanon #mcu x you #mcu imagine #druig drabble #marvel x reader #marvel fanfiction #marvel imagine #eternals imagine #eternals fanfiction #eternals x reader #druig/reader #druig headers #marvel eternals #druig fluff #soft druig

[tokkiotears]

unsure exactly how this works but may i be added to the “my type” tag list?

ofc doll! ur on it now <3

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IM WAITING FOR TYPE PT2!!!!!

its up!!!! i hope u like it!!!!! <3

[tokkiotears]

absolutely love 'my type'💗 I hope there is a pt.2 😳

awee thank u dear!! pt 2 is up!! xx <3

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Super excited for part two of my type.

i hope you like it!! xx <3

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the first part of “my type” was amazing!! i can’t wait for what’s to come! 💖

thank you darling!! part 2 has been posted and pt 3 is on the way! <3