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logancreatesworlds · 3 years

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Out Of The Darkness (Ch. 1)

Darkness isn't always bad. Sometimes, it's comfort. For her, it was protection.

Beginning of a series. This story will get spicy in future chapters.

Warnings: None...yet.

Word Count: Just under 900

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Author's Note: I know I've been gone for a long while but I was in school so don't hate me.

Darkness was scary to many. For Fantasma, it was comfort. Nightly walks suited her. They always did since before the 15th century, the Civil War and now in 2023. She had already finished grading her students’ projects and now she simply meandered around the bustling streets of Atlanta, Georgia, enjoying the sparkle of the stars and crispness of the night air.

Fantasma had several routes she preferred. This one, the one she took on Tuesdays, was her favorite. As her purple petticoat hung onto her plump figure, she continued to skip through the night. Then…she stopped.

Something was behind her, Fantasma knew it. She learned to signs of changing vibrations from all those years with – as he who shall not be named called her, the beautiful, beautiful Makk-…no. Her name didn’t matter. Turning around, Fantasma saw the source of her ruined night.

He was about 6’2, muscular, dressed in a gray hoodie and sweatpants. That didn’t scare her. What mildly concerned her was the gun-shaped outline in his pocket.

“You planning to shoot me with that or are you just happy to see me?” Fantasma asked casually.

“Give me all your money!” The man ordered, holding a 9MM to her face.

“Shooting it is,” Fantasma sighed.

“I don’t wanna hurt you, lady,” the man said, his voice punctuated by the condensation puffing out of his ski mask, “Just give me your wallet.”

Fantasma gave an exaggerated sigh. Within a second, the man was grabbed by his shooting arm and tossed over her head like a thrown discus.

The man groaned as Fantasma walked towards him. Effortlessly, she crushed the gun in her hand to a prickled clump.

“Sir, if you’re willing to disappear right now, I’ll forget you tried to rob me,” she says, “Or I can just beat on you some more.”

“Please,” the man begged, “I just needed the money for drugs.”

Fantasma’s lips twisted with skepticism. Kneeling and taking the man’s arm in her hands, she instantly caught sight of the needle marks.

Sighing, Fantasma helped the man to his feet.

“Where are you taking me?” He asks as she links arms with him.

“To the nearest rehab center.”

Druig walked through his village with monitoring eyes. It’s not that the village was under attack, as it was secluded. He just needed to make sure his people were okay.

“Senhor Druig,” a little girl, no older than ten greeted, running up to him.

“Bom dia, minha pequena Florina,” He greets, bending down to kiss her head.

“Para você,” she says, holding up an orchid.

Druig gasped with both pretend surprise and genuine appreciation, “Uma pequena orquídea da minha orquídea.”

It was the tenth orchid she has given him that month.

Florina smiled as Druig planted another big kiss on her head. Just then, a bolt of light zipped into the peaceful compound, catching everyone’s attention.

Makkari smiled as Druig, whose eyes then glowed a beautiful golden. Within seconds, everyone went back to work.

“Vale, querida,” he says to Florina, “Necesitas ir al clase.”

“Pero no quiero-“

Druig placed a finger over her lips, “Quisiste decir sí señor.”

Florina gave an exaggerated sigh and Makkari smiled.

Though he would never say it aloud, Druig loved the children of the village like his own.

“Sí señor,” the little girl said.

“Buena,” Druig says, “Ahora, ve.”

Florina hurried off and Makkari walked up to him.

“My beautiful, beautiful Makkari,” he greets as the speedstress’ lips stretched into a wider smile.

Makkari leaned into his figures as his hands stretched over her waist.

“I scoured the entire west coast,” Makkari signed, “Washington, Oregon, Nevada, Cali, and Arizona.”

“Nothing?” Druig asks, cupping his hands into O-shapes and shaking them.

“Nothing,” Makkari signs back.

Druig sighs and a sad look passes Makkari’s face.

“I just want her home,” Makkari signs sadly.

“I know, beautiful,” Druig signs before pulling her into a warm embrace, “I know.”

“Ms. Luna,” Keisha asks, holding a bunch of balloons by the end, “Where do these go again?”

“In front of the lights,” Fantasma responds with a laugh, “In front of them, Keisha. Not on top. We don’t want them to burst.”

“Yes ma’am,” she calls.

Luna continues decorating as everyone moves around the quad.

“Okay,” Camille says, walking up to Luna and holding up her IPhone, “I have the tweet written down. What do you think?”

Luna quietly reads before leaning back again, “It’s terrible.”

“What?!” Camille screeched, eyes bulging out, the braids framing her sharp face flying back.

“I’m kidding,” Fantasma says, “It’s fine.”

“It can’t be fine,” Camille huffs, “It has to be nightly.”

Fantasma resists the urge to roll her eyes. Maybe trusting a mass communications major with the social media for the annual Nightly was a bad idea after all.

“It’s perfect,” she says, “Now send that and help us with the rest of these balloons.”

“Ugh,” Camille groans, “I cannot wrinkle my perfect lips, Ms. Black. You know that.”

“Oh come on, Hillary Banks,” Deante says, fine-tuning the playlists, “You can do balloon duty. Just like you do on Twitter with all yackin’.”

“I’m so sick of you! Imma fuck you up!” Camille shouts, running after him with a balloon.

“Ow, ow! Hey, watch the computer!”

Fantasma shakes her head mirthfully before returning to decorating.

Tonight would be perfect…right?

Author's Note: Whoo! Feels good to get back to writing. Please ask to be tagged in the comments if you liked this. I plan to write more.

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pogueswrld · 3 years

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*•.¸♡ find me among the stars ♡¸.•*

summary: Druig never believed himself to be the kind of guy to have a sappy and tragic love story, but as his years dragged on, he couldn't help but fall in love with you── in every lifetime.

warnings: uhh repeatedly reincarnated fem!poc!plus sized!reader, Druig falling in love and having his heart broken for centuries on end, so much fluff and so much angst (I'm sorry I'm not), hints at smut but none actual smut is written, prepare yourself ig

note: I thought about this in the middle of math class 🧍‍♀️ this is my first druig fic so please let me know what you think <3

okay edit: sorry, no parts :(

Babylon, 527 BC

The Eternals' presence demanded to be seen across the ancient city, although they get addressed as gods between the peasants they're just as mundane as the rest of them. And everyday their love for the humans grow, as does their curiosity, some of them allow themselves to indulge in the experience of being human while others prefer to keep to themselves.

It was a celebratory night, the celestials had managed to keep Babylon safe from the dangers of the deviants once more and to thank them, the humans gathered around to play music and dance around bonfires.

The Eternals enjoyed the festivities, Sprite going on and on with her illustrations to overplay the fight and retell the tales of the great warriors in their midst while Kingo and Gilgamesh share gossip, their eyes jumping from one human to the next while chuckles passed between them.

They were all there, except for one. He never was into big gatherings, but tonight was a bit different than usual. Druig was planning to spend the night entertaining the humans with their trades alongside Makkari, but a girl with glowing tawny beige skin and ash brown hair in a white dress walked by him, captivating his attention in the most elegant of ways.

He couldn't help but trail after her as she walks into the woods, her hands clutching her dress as a soft hum of the traditional music left her lips, a tune so beautiful Druig thought it could make their angels weep at her feet. He followed her behind the trees, remaining unseen as to not frighten her, and he watches as she stops by the river and sits on a boulder.

She pauses for a moment, if he'd blink he wouldn't have noticed it, but then she proceeds in watching the river flow.

"It's inappropriate to follow a lady to the woods when she's by herself, you know." she calls out, not turning to face him as he smirks to himself. For dramatics, Druig waits a moment, and when he's approaching her his hands are clasped behind his back, his baby blue eyes staring at her with an interested glint and the pretty girl looks up at him with an inviting smile.

"I believe it to be inappropriate for a lady to walk through the woods by herself, no?" it was a rhetorical question, his accent emerging as a smirk tugs at his lips. The girl merely shrugs, "I like the woods, it's quiet. Peaceful."

There was a moment of comfortable silence where she continues to watch the water while he watches her, then she turns to him. "Would you like to join me?"

His eyebrows shoot up in surprise, he's never met a human that was willingly asking for his presence to remain, his stoic expressions made almost everyone uncomfortable to be around him, his apparent nonchalant personality had people believing him to be bitter and cold hearted. This girl was the first to not think of him the same everyone else does.

He nods, exhaling a deep breath as he settles beside her. He notices her feet submerged in the water as her hands pluck at the little plants growing on the sides. She holds one of them up for him to see, "You know, plants are one of the most important things to live," she starts, inspecting the lively being closely, "They've been here way before any of us have. This land belongs to them first and foremost."

Druig watches her silently as a pout forms on her lips, the urge to look into her mind to get a look at what she's thinking surges through him and he doesn't fight it.

To say that her mind was unique would be an understatement, instead of receiving thoughts and inner monologues, Druig was met with images. One sight after another of burning forests and torn down trees rushes into his mind and he has to clench his teeth to not make a noise of frustration.

He understands what she's feeling, having been forced to stand aside as humans tore into each other for hundreds of years, forcing the destruction of their own planet upon themselves, it gets tiring at some point.

She was so caught up in her thoughts that Druig couldn't help but smile at her, "'am Druig." he introduces himself and the girl looks up at him in surprise. Of course she knew who he was she just wasn't expecting him to try and introduce himself to her so casually.

Still, she grins at him. "Y/N."

Some moons later

Druig believes it to be ironic that every time the thought of the girl with golden skin and warm eyes floats about his mind, she'd be coincidentally walking right past him.

He'd managed to not give his interest in the human away whenever he's among his Eternal peers, but he couldn't help but let his eyes chase after her. She was giggling with the children of the city, running after them and hosting them up in laughter.

She was a sight to sore eyes, and if he dares he might call her the most beautiful thing his eyes has every laid on. But Druig was a private man, so he grabbed the thought and stashed it deep within his mind.

Makkari was the first to notice his absent minded behavior, she followed his eye sight and grinned at the brunette creating a flower crown for some of the children around her.

She nudges her shoulder with his as a teasing smirk tugged at her lips, "Who's she?" she signed to him and Druig's eyes widened, he geniuenly believed he was being discreet with it. He casted a quick glance at the other eternals at the table to make sure they didn't read what she asked and he hissed at her, "Hush 'Kari."

The speedster's shoulders shook as she choked on her laughter, "I'm just asking! She seems nice." she signed and Druig rolls his eyes, he couldn't help the smile that emerged on his face at her comment and he let his eyes wander back to the pretty girl in the golden dress. She was already staring at him with a gentle smile.

"She is," he says, raising his left hand just slightly to wave his fingers at her in greeting and she waves back. That doesn't go unnoticed by the rest of his family, "Oh! You've met Y/N? That's wonderful!" Ajak says, her smile reaching her eyes as a happy glint dances in her irises.

Kingo and Gilgamesh start their teasing almost immediately, chanting childish songs about Druig supposed crush on the human girl and the man couldn't do anything but sit there and let them have at it, because even if he tried to deny it he knows he'd be lying to himself.

Druig had a crush on the human girl with the white rose in her hair.

One month later

Countless nights later and repeated meetings between Druig and y/n, they were both certain they've known each other for eternity. They'd spend the day attending to their chores (or y/n would attend her chores while Druig lingered about, always watching her.) and the night would flicker away after spending it together beneath the stars.

It seems like time simply wasn't enough for them, the night didn't last as long as they wanted it to, their conversations weren't as long as they craved them to be, their words always dying short with a simple glance from the other in their direction.

They desired to be carved into each other's souls, remaining with the other for infinity and beyond, but that wasn't possible so they were stuck with counting the stars and retelling stories hundreds of years old.

It was a full moon tonight, the glowing light illuminated the sky and allowed the starts to burn brighter, littering the space between them and the unknown. Druig and y/n lay on a large cloth on the ground near the river where they first met, it's a ritual they both took a liking to.

The rush of the river accompanied by the burning gases in the sky gave y/n a sense of comfort, and what better way to ravish into the comfort then spending it with your favorite person?

He keeps his eyes on her as she tells the tales of the stars, stories she grew up learning and relearning, legends and myths passed down from one generation to the next, all spilling out of her lips to him. And he listens closely, paying extra attention to the details she told with such passion that her hand movement goes crazy, he smiles when she smiles, he chuckles when she giggles and he fights back the urge to wrap his arms around her when she shivers.

"'re ya cold?" He asks, and another shivers rushes through her. This time it's because of him and not the weather. Y/n shakes her head, "I always shiver, even when I'm not cold. It's alright, thank you." he nodded but still wasn't convinced. Druig pulled off the jacket that was gifted to him by a man from the city and carefully placed it upon her broad shoulders, making sure its wrapped around her completely to shut off the cold breeze before settling back in his spot. He sat much closer to her this time.

Sometimes, Druig would forget that she's human, but then things like this happen and suddenly he's reminded of how little time he has with her. Then she smiles at him, a smile so dazzling it leaves his head spinning and his mind foggy, and suddenly that worry evaporates.

"Thank you." She whisperes, suddenly aware of his close approximately. Her eyes dart between his beautiful blues to his parted lips and something exciting stirs her insides, her stomach flutters up and she has to swallow to remind herself that she's staring a bit too much.

Druig notices of course, but he doesn't smirk like he'd usually would. Instead he mirrors her actions and he feels something shifts in the air, the tension thickens and the silence that was once stretched between them pushes them closer to each other.

She doesn't miss the way he bites his lips and before she could even comprehend what they could possibly be doing, Druig rests a hand on her cheek, cupping her face in his large calloused hand and her attention is poured solely on his beautiful eyes, the way they glitter and switch from her own to her lips.

"May I?" his voice was a mere whisper, a pleading tone to it making her whimper, she nods slightly but he doesn't move, he glances up to her eyes and she understands what he needs from her. "Yes." and he was kissing her.

He was kissing her like he craved to live, like if he were to let go his world would crumble and he would wither away, like letting her go meant tredding in unknown territory and he wasn't prepared to do that in the slightest.

And she felt it all, she felt it from the way he kissed her gently at first, lips on her own, tasting her as she did him. She felt it from the way his tongue prodded at her bottom lip and from the way he explored every inch of her. She felt it tin the way his hands went from cupping her cheeks to holding her close to him from the back of her neck and from the curves of her waist.

He longed for her like a dying man and she shivered in his hands, never have felt like this before, never have experienced this kind of intimacy before and it was delicious.

He pulls away but he doesn't let go, he keeps reminding himself that she's merely human and she can't possibly bare the same things he does so he gives her a moment to breathe. He can't let go of her.

He presses his forehead against hers and closes his eyes, a sigh of happiness at finally getting to experience the thing that's been haunting his mind for a while escapes him and she grins, her eyes trained on him.

She did her best to memorize every landmark on his skin, every invisible freckle and little dimple, she counted every lash and drowned in his presence.

She would spend forever here if she could.

Many full moons later

Accepting y/n into their family wasn't as difficult as Druig thought it might be, she got along with all of them perfectly, even Thena and Ikaris.

She'd talk Ajak and Sersi through her family's traditions, she'd listen with wide excited eyes to Phastos as he explained some sort of machine that would become part of her race's future, she'd sit through hours of illustrations and retold stories by Kingo and Sprite, or she'd be with Thena and Gilgamesh, learning about all the weapons they can call forth with their abilities. Her favorite was Makkari though, as the girl with braided hair taught her how to talk in sign language to help her understand her better.

Don't tell the other eternals that.

It warmed Druig's heart to see her care and love all of them equally, and it made him even happier to hear from Ajak how proud she is of him for finding someone like her to enjoy his life with, even if it wasn't everlasting.

Y/N was sitting with Ikaris and Sersi in the Domo, Sersi would turn the rocks the human had previously collected into roses and she would sew them into a beautiful rose necklace. She was tying a knot to the first one when he interrupted them.

"Can I steal her away for a moment?"

Her head shot up at the sound of his voice, immediately a wide grin spread across her face and Sersi giggled, "Of course, thank you again Y/N."

Druig guided her through the familiar halls of the Domo, the orange lights illuminated her orange-brown skin, casting a beautiful golden hue across her body, she twirls to face him and her locs twirl along with her, they settle on her shoulder as she squeals in giddiness.

"Are you taking me to your room? Oh! Oh! Or are we going to Phastos' 'laboratory' I think he called it." she asks excitedly, her fingers interlocked to hold herself back from grabbing onto his arms.

Druig only chuckles at her, "No, I'm taking you to my favorite room on this ship."

Druig had spoken of the illustration room, but ever since she's gotten into the Domo y/n has never visited it. The idea of finally being able to see the place Druig spends most of his time in whenever he's not surrounded by the humans made something within the human stir.

It felt too personal to step into that kind of territory but Druig trusted her enough to do that, and she cherished it more than anything.

He pushes a door open and allows her to walk in first, he admires her as she took a glance around in bewilderment.

The room consisted of what appeared to be gateways into different areas of the world, a single stand took place in the middle of the room and Druig stood by it.

"Dru," the girl laughs breathlessly, he will never be able to get over the way she says his name. "This is remarkable."

"Just ya wait, you'ven't seen anything yet."

His hand glides over the stand and the images change, they go from the jungles in the middle of the land to the blue gates of Babylon, y/n stares with astonishment as the images change once again and displays the Domo. It zooms into the walls and looks right through, to them.

"That's us," she gasps, her finger tips reaching for the screens and she could see Druig walking closer to her, he stood behind her and slowly wrapped his arms around her waist. He hums and watches their reflection as she leans into him, a hand reaching for the back of his head to play with the ends of his hair.

"Can you see yourself?" He asks, his voice but a murmur, gentle and soft and loving. His eyes bore into her reflection and it somehow manages to send her shivering in his arms. He smirks at her reaction and his hold on her waist tightens, "Can you see how gorgeous you are?" his voice gets muffled by her neck when he starts prepping kisses across her exposed skin.

She gasps in surprise and her hand clutches at his hair, the sudden tug makes him moan into her skin. He lossen his grip on her waist and let's his hand travel the length of her body, memorizing every curve, the placement of every stretch mark and ever scar on her skin.

Y/N eyes flutter shut when his lips brush against her soft spot, it makes her shudder in his hands and her knees almost buckle but his hands hold onto her hips to steady her. He slowly pulls her dress upwards and the girl closes her eyes to not witness his reaction to seeing her completely bare for the first time.

When the garment leaves her skin, there's a gasp and a pause. She dares to open one eye to see Druig and his eyes drink in all of her, he notices her staring at him with a troubled expression but he's already loving her.

And as the moon disappeared off the night sky and the sun emerged, they became one. In the midst of all the emotions and the overwhelming pleasure, Druig and Y/N pour their hearts to one another.

Two weeks later

The dynamic between Druig and y/n had clearly changed, everyone who sees them together can tell. He's grown softer, more open and loving and caring, and she's gotten tougher, accepting nothing but what she deserves from everyone and managing to maintain her kind personality at the same time.

As she spent more time with his family, Druig spent time with hers. He learned some fighting techniques from her father and the group he runs with, he learned some hunting tips and he was even challenged by another guy who had his eyes set on his girl.

Druig only waved his hand at the guy dismissively, rolling his eyes at him.

Even though things have been calm for the past few months, Ajak has made it clear that the deviants weren't gone. Y/N was reminded with that once again as she sat down to have dinner with the eternals.

Ajak was telling her team about how Phastos sensed their activity with this device he created and how they need to leave Babylon as soon as possible to put an end to the deviants once and for all. It made her sad to know they're leaving of course, but what made her even sadder was the fact that she couldn't go with them. Even if she tried to convince her family, it was going to be fruitless.

She and Druig were by the river again, this time their silnec hung heavy with the unspoken words about their upcoming separation. Y/N decided to simply ignore it by burying herself in his embrace, soaking up whatever remains of him with her, here.

"Y/N/N," he called for her, the nickname she's grown to adore rolled off his tongue effortlessly and her heart clenched at the thought of not being able to hear him say the words again, tears immediately gathered in her lashline as she pulled herself away from him to look him in the eyes.

His eyes, those gorgeous blue eyes that will continue to haunt her for the rest of her days. She adored his eyes.

Her lips were pulled into a pout and her bottom lip quivered, Druig frowned and cupped her cheek, his own chest aching with the hurt coating her eyes. "My beautiful y/n, why do you cry my angel?"

A sob breaks through her trembling mouth, "I don't want you to leave me." she whimpers and if Druig wasn't an eternal the pain in her voice was enough to kill him.

"I'm never leaving you my darling, no matter where I am in this world. I'm always with you." it doesn't feel better, but it comforts her to know that he's just as hurt with this as she is. "Come with me." His request takes her by surprise and she blinks at him.

"You know I can't, my father wouldn't allow it."

"I'll make him allow it." he seemed determined and she understood what he intended to do, y/n shakes her head at him in disapproval, "No, Dru. You can't just mind control everyone who stands against you, it's not fair to them."

Even when you're on the edge of collapsing, you're still teaching him a lesson on humanity.

The man clasps his hands around her much smaller ones, his eyes pooling with tears as the reality of the situation downed on him. "Please, sweetheart, come with me. I can't live without you── I won't- I won't do it."

She opens her mouth to reply, but a distant screech causes both of them to pause. Druig recognized the noise almost immediately and he went rigid under her touch, his eyes wide and panicked as he stared at the most precious person in his life in his arms.

"What was that?" she mumbles in confusion and Druig shakes his head, "Go back to the city, go to the Domo and lock the door." he instructed, but his beloved's mind was still hazy from crying and she mumbles incoherented words. He grabs her shoulders and shakes her roughly, grabbing her attention successfully, "y/n! You need to go to the Domo and lock the door, you understand?" she nods hastily and watches him run off deeper into the woods.

Confused and scared, y/n rushes to her feet and back to the city she was born and raised in, surrounded by people she's known the entirety of her life, strangers and friends alike.

A rough hand grabs a hold of her forearm and she turns to the owner of it, it's the guy from earlier, the one who challenged Druig to a sparring session for her heart and she furrowes her eyebrows at the concern flashing behind his irises.

"Are you alright? You look like you've been crying. Where's your lover boy?"

Without much thought, she points at the woods behind her. Her mind was jambled from everything that happened in the past two minutes she still hasn't managed to comprehend it.

The boy notices her distracted and disheveled state and guides her off the streets and into a secluded corner, away from peering eyes.

"y/n? Can you tell me what happened?"

She tries, and she fails. She tries again, and again, but every time she remembers why she started crying in her lover's arms her throat closes up and it gets hard to breathe.

She wishes she noticed it earlier, she doesn't really know when he called for his friends. She can faintly hear the screams of people, very distant but not too far away. She looks up when she feels a bit calmer and her heart rate picks up.

Four guys surrounding her in a half circle, trapping her between them and the wall. The boy sits beside her with the fake concern in his eyes as he fights back a devious grin.

"what are you doing?"

He notices her change in demeanor and drops his act immediately, he folds his arms and stands beside the guys around her. Y/n shrinks into herself as horror builds within her chest. In her mind, she's screaming for Druig. Begging that he might find her, hear her obnoxiously loud mental screams and rushes to help her, but no such thing happens.

"I've seen the way he's with you," the boy says, he reaches a hand to touch her cheek and she recoil into herself. He scoffs, "I talked to your father. You're mine, you've always been mine." he tries to reach for her again but this time she slaps his hand away, spitting at his feet.

The guys around him raise their eyebrows at her then glance at him, he shrugs. "Go ahead, with the monster outside they wouldn't even notice her gone."

The horror within her double in seconds and she was shaking in fright, y/n almost screams when he leans towards her, "If I can't have you, he can't have you either."

He walks away and in the midst of her fright as they close in on her, y/n lets out a blood curdling scream.

Druig was at the gates of Babylon, his usually calm and collected blue eyes shining gold as he used his abilities to force the people back into the city and away from the deviant his brothers and sister were fighting. That's when he heard her, he would recognize her voice anywhere, it's a blessing and a curse.

His blood runs cold and he freezes, a hundred million scenarios of what could have possibly happened to her invade his mind and he shares a look with Makkari as she speeds towards him. She grabs him and zigzags through the city they've grown to adore to the source of the noise.

Druig wishes he had the ability to control time because the second Makkari stopped, it felt like time did too.

He watches in terror as his angel, his other half, the better part of himself, his favorite person on this planet, make eye contact with him, a single tear rolls down her cheek as her mind catches up with her body, slowly processing the painful pressure in her chest that slowly turned into numbness.

She crumbles to the floor and he doesn't hesitate to catch her, Makkari does her part and rounds up the boys that were cornering her as Druig sobs.

"No, no no no. Hey, you're alright, you're okay, it's okay." his accent mixed with his cries made his words inaudible. "Ajak!" he cries, "Ajak!"

His girl, the elegant princess with the locs intertwined with golden lace in a light brown dress, was cradled in his arms as she wheezed air into her damaged lungs. A single blade handle poked out of her chest, having had settled through her lung and poked at her heart.

His tears, a continuous river, trail down his cheeks as he watches her face scrunches in pain with ever gasp. "Ajak!" he continues to cry, begging the woman he looked up to as a mother to help save the girl he loved with every fiber within him. The woman kneels beside him, her own eyes overflowing with tears.

"I'm sorry Druig, you know I can't."

As if her literally dying in his arms wasn't painful enough, he looked up at his mentor with betrayal and hurt in his orbs, "Ajak please, please." his voice breaks, and so does his heart.

He's distantly aware of Sprite burying her face into Sersi's side as she sobbed at the loss of a friend. His whole family stood aside, watching him hold and mourn and beg for his love to be saved.

y/n, ever the elegant thing, even while resting in death's palm, rests a hand on his chest, right where his heart lies. It captures his attention and looks down at her, the look on her eyes told him that she's accepted her fate. She was ready to let go, but he wasn't ready to let her go.

She smiles at him, the same smile that made his heart throb and his mind spin, that dazzling smile that he fell for from the moment he first laid his eyes on her, and it breaks him even more.

He's choking on his sobs to hear her whisper her last words to him, he hears her thoughts cutting off, never completed. Unable to be completed.

"I love you," she whispers, the pain subsiding but never giving her the chance to talk loudly, "I never- I-" he just nods, I never got to say it, his lips trembling as he pulls her closer to his chest, his forehead resting on her own as a sob breaks through. "I love you, I love you." he repeats her words, meaning every single feeling coursing through them.

She smiles at him again and closes her eyes, "No, no no, y/n? Please don't── don't leave me, darling please."

One last thought of hers in her intoxicating voice enters his mind and Druig couldn't help the heartbreaking scream that ripped through his throat as her heartbeat stopped.

Find me among the stars.

He will. Even if it's the last thing he does with his eternal life. He will find her among the stars, in this life time and the next.

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witchychanel · 3 years

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Druig listens to Bad Bunny. Okay. I don't make the rules.

I'm so making a Druig fic with him and the reader listening to Dime Si Te Acuerdas bc lord. I can picture Druig singing that song.

#druig x female reader #druig x reader #barry keoghan x fem!reader #druig x latina!reader #latina #eternals #ikaris #sersi #kingo #sprite #gilgamesh #ajak #phastos #makkari #witchychanel #marvel #mcu #druig x woc!reader #druig

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gxdsfavgal · 3 years

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One Sided

Pairing: Druig x Eternal!GN!reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, naive reader (kinda)

Summary: y/n has loved Druig for centuries but he has been giving her mixed signals all those years. After being annoying with the teasing, y/n finally asks what they have.

A/N: this is my first Druig oneshot and i absolutely think it’s horrible! IT IS SO RUSHED!

GIF by @tadpole-san

Being an Eternal is hard enough, but being an Eternal that wants to find love is even harder.

I look up to Sersi, she was able to find love and get married to Ikaris. They had a beautiful wedding which the whole family attended.

Druig happily munched on an apple the whole ceremony. I always watched him from the corner of my eye, he would catch me sometimes but return it with a smirk and a wink.

I’ve had my eyes on Druig for centuries. Some days he’ll seem like he wants me too, touching me, talking to me in some way that gives me butterflies or makes me feel comfortable with him.

Once I was walking around Tenochitilan before the war and the fires. Druig spotted me amongst the crowds and bumped shoulders me.

“What are you doing here?” he said, a bright smile on his lips as he looked at all the civilians going about with their day.

“Seeing if I can help them. Now, why are you here?” I bumped him back, making him stumble a bit. We both laughed.

These memories that I have of us either hurts me or makes me happy, I don’t know how i feel.

I remember the nights where we would just have our heads in each other’s shoulders while Sprite would do shows for us and the people. We didn’t think, we were always in the moment.

All those good memories but then my heart shatters when I remember the times he’s not how it used to be.

That time when he would walk past me without acknowledging me, acting like I didn’t exist.

There was another time when he was with this other girl, doing the same things that we did. I couldn’t even look at him during the family dinners.

I noticed the small things that he did, and I loved him for it. I loved how he cared so much for the humans. I loved his snarky comments to Ikaris. I loved how he hates hugs but hugs me.

Everything changed that night, the night in Tenochitilan where the war’s was no longer just letting the humans advance.

“Druig just stay! Please!” I held onto his shoulder as he looked over the humans fighting.

“This isn’t right, you know that.” his eyes glowed gold.

Ikaris shoved me out of the way and pinned Druig against the stone wall, my hands glow as I began to create bright stars getting ready to use them on Ikaris.

Ajak lowered my hands, telling me with her eyes to calm down. “Let him go Ikaris.”

Once Druig left he didn’t look back, he didn’t care about what he was leaving. Not just me, but Makkari, the family.

“Where is he going?” Makkari signed to me, tears streaming down our eyes as our best friend just left us without a goodbye.

“I don’t know.” I signed numbly, my eyes getting heavy.

He left. He left me without telling me where he was headed. I could’ve stayed with him. I could’ve been living with him for hundreds of years already.

I stayed for Makkari, she can’t have another one walk out on her. No matter how much I love him, I didn’t have the heart to leave her.

After decades of being sad in the Domo, Makkari forced me to leave her. She wanted me to find love.

“Druig is gone. You can’t stay here forever hoping you will be with him.” she signed but I just groaned and threw my head back in annoyance.

“That’s it! I’m taking you to New York!” she signed as she rolled her eyes.

“Why New York?” I raised my eyebrows.

“I don’t know? It’s in almost everyone book I’ve read!” she laughed.

“Fine! Take me!” I said with my arms up in a T stand, waiting for her to hold me and run me out of the Domo.

After living in the city for over a century, I have talked to 4 humans. I obviously had to leave and stop talking to them because they were aging and I wasn’t, but that wasn’t the only reason.

I always compared them to Druig.

well Druig does it this way!

Druig hates those!

Druig would never say that!

I realized, I will never get over Druig. It was eating me alive.

Here we are in the present day, Sersi, Sprite, Kingo, and Ikaris at my penthouse; along with a camera man?

“Wow nice crib! How much is the rent?” Kingo asked as he tilted down his sunglasses.

“I own the whole block” I said as I dropped my keys onto my table. “So… what’s the reunion for?”

Sersi looked uneasy as she told me to sit down on my couch.

Once they told me about Ajak’s death, I realized that we could be killed by a deviant. This could be our last day.

“We have to get the rest of them.” Sprite said as she was looking into my fridge.

“Get out of there!” I shouted.

We then continued to Kingo’s plane to get Gilgamesh and Thena. The desert heat having no effect on us.

After the events of Sersi learning about the emergence, we realized that we need to stop moping around and hurry getting everyone back together.

“Could Druig controls its mind?” I perked up when Gilgamesh said his name. “Maybe put it to sleep?”

Just like that, we had the plan to head to Druig.

The whole ride my knees jumped up and down, I was nervous, excited, and scared all at the same time.

I don’t know how he would react to seeing me, what if he doesn’t want to. What if he forgot about me. What if he is in a relationship.

Enough with these what if’s.

The forest was humid, I hoped I didn’t look like I hiked for half of the day. The village of his was easy to spot with the help of Ikaris flight.

We asked one of the civilians where he was and with glowing eyes of the human, we were introduced. Druig walked out with a robe, that smirk plastered on his face.

“I missed all of you!” We were all able to hear the sarcasm roll off his tongue. His eyes landing on mine with a lick of his bottom lip.

I avoid the eye contact as he then turns and leads us into a small hut to catch up on.

We all sit on the benches, our backs hunched over as we let him take in the news for as long as he needs.

As we know, he’s not the best at containing his emotions so of course he had to preach a little. Though he went too far with possessing Karun.

“Oh, where is your sense of humor, Kingo?” he smiled up at him. Druig loves playing the dangerous game.

“You’re not a God. You know that right?”

I smiled a little at Kingo’s words, remembering how these humans pray and worship us every night and day.

Druig continues to tease at all of us, trying to get us all riled up. Ikaris always had problem with Druig, they never saw eye to eye.

Ikaris began to walk away which caught the attention of Druig. Sersi and I looked at each other, knowing that we had to make sure this didn’t turn into war.

We stood up, hovering behind the two boys.

“Are you gonna charm me or threaten me?” he stepped closer to Ikaris.

Everyone was on their toes, ready to expect beams of laser.

“I mean, there’s a third option, if you prefer that.” the two of them now looking at each other.

“Ikaris, no.” Sersi and I both said in unison.

Druig click his tongue, taking slow steps towards me. I swallow dryly, I don’t know what he will do or say.

“Y/n! Oh how long it’s been!” he grabbed my chin to make eye contact with him. “How have you been, love?”

My cheeks heated up at the name.

“How do you feel about going on the suicide mission?” he bumped my shoulder playfully as he walked passed. I try my hardest to not smile.

“We need your help Druig.” I tried to sound controlling, though I don’t think it worked.

With more bantering he walks out, shutting the door behind him.

“Druig sucks.” Kingo said with a frown.

“Oh suck it up.” I roll my eyes as I jog to follow Druig out.

I run out of the hut we were in, looking left and right for any signs of Druig.

I go up to one of the villagers, asking them if they know which way he went. They just shrugged their shoulders and continued with their work.

I peeked my head into every little house and shop trying to find him. I was worried until I walked further into the forest, finding a more secluded spot where a small house stood.

It must be Druig’s.

I walked towards the house, my mind filling with things to say to him.

I make it to the door but as i’m about to knock, he opens it.

There I stood frozen, just examining his face, taking in every detail before the world ends.

“y’know, sometime I think you purposely forget that I can read your mind” he chuckled as he opened the door wider, inviting me in.

I just stand in the middle of his room, I don’t know what to say.

God, I have so many questions

“Then ask each and every one of them” he replied to my thoughts. He sat on his bed ready to answer anything.

I inhaled and exhaled.

“Why did you never try to find Makkari and I?”

he rubbed at his nose, remembering that Makkari isn’t with us right now.

“I built all this. Thought you two would be better off without me.” he shrugged.

“If you asked I would’ve went with you. I could’ve been with you here after all those years.” I raised my voices little.

“You just left. You left the two of us there. Why? You didn’t even try. Do you know how much that hurts?”

He stood up, tall and hovering over me. “It hurts you? I had to leave you. I wanted to find you but I know i’m not good for you.”

My body softens as I hear him confess.

I walk up slowly to him, bringing my hands to his face. I lift his chin up so i’m able to see his eyes.

“Druig, how are you going to tell me that you’re not good for me? Huh? Let me figure that out on my own.” my thumb rubbed at his cheek.

“All those years I tried to pretend you weren’t there, I tried teaching myself to detach from you. I knew I couldn’t take you away from Makkari. She needed you.”

“She loves being alone. But let’s get her, yeah?” I asked him.

He nodded his head as he grabbed my hand and kissed it.

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alexierotic · 3 years

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gif não é da minha autoria.

part. 2 (final) – Your Big World. (clique aqui para ir na parte um)

pedidos: ABERTOS. (marvel & dc)

autor (a/e): w_catp0w

druig & s/n!fem.

sinopse: S/N séria apenas mais uma das fracas mentes que Druig controla na Amazona, apenas uma humana se Druig não tivesse apaixonado-se por S/N e sua doce curiosidade. Mas, depois de sua discussão, Druig não poderá mais a aprender de baixo de suas asas.

Sua discussão com Druig a deixou pensativa a noite inteira, deitada na sua cama até mesmo quando o sol chegou em seu rosto, você ficou de baixo do seu coberto, mas foi forçada a sair da cama quando as doces crianças chegaram na sua casa, começaram a lhe balançar e pular em cima de você, pedindo para brincar com elas, você não pode recusar, você realmente ensinou a elas como ser chantagista com aqueles olhinhos de cachorro abandonado, criou mini-monstrinhos.

Você subiu na árvore qual séria seu castelo enquanto os guardas lutavam com o dragão com suas espadinhas de madeira e seus copinhos de água. De longe você conseguiu avistar Druig vindo em sua direção, você arregalou os olhos, você não estava nenhum pouco interessada em falar com ele ou até mesmo olhar para ele, então desviou o olhar e começou a descer da árvore, dando um pulo e parando atrás da criança que fazia o vilão da história.

“Ei, Sehora S/N, onde você vai?” a menina que fazia o dragão perguntou se virando para você, fazendo você olha-la em busca de uma resposta que não a fizesse chorar por está deixando a brincadeira tão cedo.

“Não está vendo?! O príncipe não veio salva-la então a princesa está fugindo do castelo sozinha!” um dos meninos que fazia um dos guardas falou, apontando a espadinha de madeira para você e as palavras daquela doce criança a despertaram um brilhante idéia.

“Oh, sim! Exatamente!” você gritou, dando um pulinho, jogando os braços pra cima. “A princesa vai fugir do castelo!”

“S/N?!” a voz aveludado de Druig chegou aos seus ouvidos, ele não estava tão longe assim de você e quando Druig continuou a andar uma carroça parou a frente dele, um passe de sorte! Você correu imediatamente dali para dentro da sua cabana, a trancando.

O resto da sua tarde você ficou montando o seu plano pra fugir da vila, Druig bateu algumas vezes na sua porta, você tentou ao máximo possível pensar em qualquer outra coisa que não fosse na sua fuga, uma fuga que deveria ser muito bem planejada e extremamente bem organizada, Druig ficava acordado até tarde e alguns homens faziam ronda caso algum animal perigoso os atacassem ou qualquer movimento estranho acontecesse. Você colocou algumas frutas e algumas roupas da sua bolsa de pano, você também vestiu um capuz com uma capa longa e deixou bilhetes de despedida em cima de cada um dos seus livros, tais estavam em cima da sua cama, pros seus pais, para as crianças e para Druig.

No livro da Rapunzel, o bilhete para seus pais.

“Queridos Pais.

Espero que não fiquem preocupados, voltarei o mais rápido possível cheia de cultura e vida.”

No livro da Bela E A Fera, o bilhete curto para as adoráveis crianças.

“Queridas crianças.

Peço que não fiquem preocupados ou chateadas comigo, nesse tempo fora deixaria os livros para que Druig possa ler para vocês e brincar com vocês. Minha ida não será por muito tempo, mas amo cada uma de vocês.”

Em cima de Romeu E Julieta; Para seu amado Druig.

“Querido, Druig.

Sei que ficará preocupado mesmo que eu peça para manter a calma, mas mesmo assim, voltarei o quanto antes para que não sinta minha falta como sentirei a sua. Eu não quero ficar aqui, presa como um pássaro em uma gaiola ou como a Bela ficou presa com a Fera em seu castelo, com a maldição da Fera pesando nas costas da Bela suas costas, o que quero dizer é: Não tenho culpa dos seus medos, nenhum de nós temos, Druig.

Sei que o que faz para me proteger, proteger a todos, mas sua proteção é uma ignorância, uma hipocrisia, você é um hipócrita. Eu o amo, mesmo que tenha percebido tarde demais meus sentimentos, sei que os corresponde.

Cuide-se. Com amor, S/N.”

Terminando de escrever, saiu da sua cabana aos passos longos e lentos, conseguia ouvir alguns homens conversando distantemente, assim você correu para o caminho do rio, onde possivelmente daria para uma estrada e se guiava com a luz da brilhante lua já, que o local estava frio e escuro por está no meio da madrugada

Cada passo seu era mais rápido que o outro, ouvindo algo se mexer entre as árvores, um tremendo arrepio subindo por sua espinha e deixando seus pelos elétricos e seu peito acerelado, olhando para trás por cima do ombro e olhando para os lados desesperadamente, como se o mundo girasse envolta de você de um jeito tão veloz que a deixou lenta o suficiente para não perceber que as nuvens teriam coberto a lua e sua luz graciosa e, agora você só estava dando alguns passos para frente tentando entender para onde deveria ir agora, não conseguia ver nada.

Então, das árvores dois lobos saíram uivando e rugindo ferozmente, você gritou de susto e deixou sua bolsa cair, em um ato impulsivo virou-se e começou a correr o mais rápido que podia naquele instante, ouvindo os passos rápidos dos dois animais correndo atrás de você como se você fosse mais uma presa inofensiva qualquer, como um coelho e de fato, você era com certeza uma presa fácil. Seu desespero já era tão nítido quanto as gotas de suor descendo por sua testa e sua lágrimas de medo escorrendo por suas bochechas, você sequer sabia de onde tirou tantas forças para correr do modo que já estava correndo, sentia que essas mesmas forças estavam se esvaziando de um jeito rápido, a escuridão cobria grande parte da sua visão e você sequer sabia para onde corria, mas esperava ser um lugar onde os animais selvagens não a alcançassem, o medo tremia totalmente seus ossos e a um ponto não conseguiu mais sentir seus pés no chão de terra seca, você simplesmente deixou-se levar e cair, seus músculos já doiam e não conseguia mais mover um dedo sequer, mas ouviu as criaturas que a perseguia atrás de você, chegando lentamente.

Tudo na sua cabeça passava como um curta-metragem, as brincadeiras com as crianças; Druig como seu príncipe, você como a princesa dele; vocês dois indo ao rio juntos para lavar a roupa; Druig carregando seu balde de roupas sujas; você lendo as histórias para as crianças e Druig maravilhado falando com você telepaticamente.

Todavia, quando o lobo mais robusto preparou-se para pular em cima de você com tudo, um barulho alto de disparo ecoou por toda área, com o lobo caindo no chão a sua frente, com um buraco de bala na testa já sangrando. O segundo lobo correu para cima de você, mas mais dois tiros atingiram o animal, um no olho esquerdo e outro na barriga, caindo perto o suficiente de você para que conseguisse olhar para o olho estourado dele sangrando ao seu lado, enquanto você se encolheu tremendo de medo, medo que fazia seu estômago se embrulhar e congelada naquela posição fetal.

“S/N!” Druig berrou seu nome e você enfim "acordou".

A luz da lua já iluminava novamente o local, Druig segurava uma espingarda, mas soltou-a para se agachar e pegar você no colo, obviamente você estava tremendo, os braços de Druig a fizeram dormir extantaneamente.

Ao abrir os olhos novamente, de um jeito lento e manhoso, os rostos das pessoas em cima de você começaram a focarem e me ficarem tão borrados. O belo rosto de tua mãe e de teu pai, chorando ao lado esquerdo da cama; a pequena Isabel, a menina dragão, a sua direita, agarrando sua mão e a sua frente Druig e Sersi discutindo, enquanto uma outra mulher, desconhecida curava um machucado em sua perna sem mesmo a tocar, apenas com os movimentos brilhantes das mãos e dos dedos, curava seu ferimento magicamente.

“Vocês dois!” a mulher desconhecida falou, olhando para Sersi e Druig, que se calaram imediatamente e olharam para a mulher. “Não vêem que discutir só piorara a situação? Não a ajudaram tentando decidir o futuro dela por ela!”.

“Druig não pensa, Ajak!” Sersi falou, revelando o nome da mulher. “S/N não quer mais viver aqui e ele sabe disso! Mas não consegue ver nada além desse... Desse egoísmo dele!”.

“Egoísmo?!” Druig disse indignado. “Meu "egoísmo", Sersi, mantêm essas pessoas a salvo por mais de 7000 mil anos! As mantêm alimentadas, vestidas, amadas e vivas!”.

“Isso não é viver Druig! Isso é uma prisão!” Sersi bateu o pé, fechando os punhos.

“Prisão?! Prisão é onde você vive, Sersi! Aqui dentro eu consigo manter todos seguros é a salvo deles mesmos!” Druig não deu o braço a torcer.

“Eu a protegerei!” Sersi retrucou cerrando os olhos.

“Eu a protejo todos os dias!” Druig gritou, abrindo os braços, bufando de raiva antes de continuar. “Hoje foi um lobo. Amanhã, se ela sai daqui, pode ser um serial killer, um assaltante ou muito pior! Como poderá a manter segura disso?! Se ela não quer ficar presa aqui, porquê ficaria em um apartamento? Ou presa a uma coleira com você!” rangiu os dentes ao falar em alto é bom tom, fazendo Sersi da alguns passos pequenos para trás, mas não recuar.

“Ela saberá se proteger sozinha! Se você pelo menos a ensinasse a se cuidar sozinha talvez não ficaria tão preocupado de salvar sua princesa de perigos que ela poderia muito bem livrar-se sozinha!” Sersi mantinha seu tom bruto com uma língua afiada. “Você não os ensina sequer a segurar uma arma direito! Ah, claro, quando não controla as mentes deles e os deixa sobre seu controle! Quantas vezes já controlou S/N e a obrigou a fazer o que você queria?!”.

“NUNCA!” o grito de Druig foi avassalador, com o homem jogando sua espingarda no chão com ódio. “Eu nunca a controlei, porquê eu a amo, Sersi!” seu grito fez todos pararem para o olhar, até mesmo seus pais que não estavam afim de mais problemas. “Mas... Eu o faria se fosse pro bem dela, para protege-la!”.

“Protege-la ou mante-la sobre suas asas?! Eu já estou farta de você ficar fazendo o que quiser como se isso não fosse machucar os outros, Druig!” a expressão de Sersi era de alguém que segurava o choro, como a sua. “S/N virá comigo e se tentar impedir-”.

“O que?! Seu namoradinho, superman, vai vim pra lutar comigo?! Eu quero ver ele tentar.” o tom de Druig era ameaçador, ainda mais quando seus olhos brilharam em dourado e aproximou-se de Sersi o suficiente para seus narizes quase se tocarem.

“Por favor...” você finalmente se pronunciou, nenhum deles percebeu que você já haviam acordado a alguns minutos e que presencio aquilo. “... Deixe-me falar com Druig, a sós..” seu pedido foi atendido, Isabel, seus pais, Ajak e Sersi saíram, fechando a porta da cabana.

Você sentou-se na cama e Druig se sentou no lugar onde seus pais estavam antes, instantaneamente Druig agarrou sua mão esquerda e abaixou a cabeça, encostando as suas mãos dadas na testa quente dele, o Eterno realmente apertava sua mão com muita força e você retribuiu aquele aperto caloroso.

“Como você me achou?” você perguntou, aproximando sua mão esquerda para o topo da cabeça de Druig.

“Eu li seu bilhete.” seus olhos se arregalaram, você afastou sua mão imediatamente e Druig subiu o olhar. “Você fugiu de mim o dia inteiro ontem. Eu fui na sua cabana a noite e quando vi, seus pais estavam desesperados atrás de você e me deram o bilhete que você deixou pra mim.” o homem deu uma pausa rápida antes de continuar, suspirando fundo em seguida. “Sei que gosta de mim, como eu gosto de você. Foi por isso que comecei a te dei os livros, não sabia que ia acabar assim.”

“Bom, você me deu Romeu e Julieta, literalmente fala de duas pessoas que se amam e querem fugir da prisão que é a rivalidade da família deles, como eles querem viver um amor livre. Também me deu Rapunzel, que foge da torre; Cinderela que foge com a ajuda dos ratinhos para ir no baile; Bela E A Fera, onde literalmente alguém é mantido em cativeiro.” você começou a listar e falar de seus livros, de um jeito irônico e sarcástico, como humorado também para que Druig se tocasse.

“Certo, eu posso ter "ajudado" nisso.” Druig deu uma risada anasalada balançando a cabeça positivamente.

“Um pouquinho só.” você também deu uma risadinha. “Os livros só atiçaram uma vontade antiga minha, apenas... Eu sei que tem medo, mas ninguém pode viver atrás do seu medo, sei que muitos daqui adoram esse lugar e não querem ir embora, porém.. Você sabe que não pode nos manter aqui por muito mais tempo.” você falava olhando fixamente para Druig que mantinha as expressões sérias. “Sabe... Você ser corajuso não é não ter medo, é ter medo e ainda assim enfrentar ele. Talvez seja a hora de você enfrentar o seu medo, Druig!” sua mão esquerda juntou-se a dele que ainda agarrava sua mão direita. “Digo, isso tudo não pode ser deixado simplesmente pra trás... Mas, eu preciso e quero ter outras opçãoes, Druig, eu quero ir com a Sersi.”

Druig se levantou do banquinho e largou sua mão, rodando pela pequena cabana de costas para você, você sabia que séria difícil o convencer, Druig tinha uma cabeça dura, mas o coração que tão grande que não cabia em seu peito, exatamente por isso que você o amava. Ele passou por cima de seus amigos, de sua família e de sua origem somente para ajudar uma civilização de humanos, mesmo que controlar suas mentes não tenha sido a melhores das ideias, mas ele sabia como humanos travando guerras contra eles mesmos era doloroso, tudo que ele pensou foi no bem daquelas pessoas, mesmo que errando ele tentava o máximo acerta, e você sabia também que ele não largaria tudo aquilo que demorou séculos para ser construido, muito menos deixar aquelas pessoas sem proteção.

“Você quer mesmo isso?” ele perguntou, olhando-a por cima do ombro e você balançou a cabeça positivamente. “Você irá nos visitar? Bom, me visitar?”

“Irei, se você for também. Séria engraçado ver o enorme Druig no meio do meu grande mundo moderno!” você sorriu de orelha a orelha.

“Eu prometo ir te ver no mundo moderno, se você vinher visitar o velho mundo também.” Druig sentou-se na sua cama ao seu lado, pegando em sua mão novamente.

“Velho mundo ou velho Druig?” você brincou, gargalhando, olhando-o rir juntamente a você.

“Certo, certo, Senhorita Engraçadinha!” Druig pulou em cima de você colocando as mãos sobre sua barriga e fazendo cosquinha nela, você simplesmente não conseguiu resistir por nenhuma momento, apenas começou a gargalhar sem parar.

Você descia as escadas do museu correndo com Sersi, Ikaris, Dan e Duende atrás de você tentando lhe alcançar, mas foi impossível quando você finalmente chegou para fora do museu e pulou nos braços de Druig que sai da limosine de Kingo, juntamente a Ajak, Thena, Gilgamesh e Karun, moderno, motorista e melhor amigo de Kingo atualmente. Em um outro carro prateado que parava na frente do museu, Phastos saia de dentro do veículo, com seu filho, seu marido e Makkari, todos em fim reunidos nas ruas grandes e barulhentas de Nova York.

“Literalmente 6 horas de carro do aeroporto até aqui, da próxima vez escolham um lugar menos longe pro reencontro!” Kingo disse revirando os olhos cansado, ajeitando seu sobretudo preto.

“Desculpe, Kingo, da próxima vez vamos agendar o encontro na Índia!” você brincou, sem largar o braço de Druig que passou ao redor de sua cintura a segurando-o firmemente com a mão direita.

“Certo, vamos ao restaurante! Temos muita conversa pra colocar em dia.” Ajak sorriu, rindo de leve das suas palavras.

Todos apenas concordaram e voltaram para dentro dos carros; Você foi com a turma de Kingo, já a turma de Sersi foi com a turma de Phastos no carro, até enfim chegarem no restaurante, pediram quase todo o cardápio do mesmo, desde a salada de folhas até o hambúrguer mais cheio de óleo e a cerveja mais gelada, era engraçado ver o jeito meio desajeitado que Druig ficava em lugar público como aquele, não é como se ele tivesse vergonha ou timidez, obviamente não, apenas era algo realmente novo para ele, igual aquelas vestes estilosas de frio que Kingo comprou para ele, como comprou para Gilgamesh é Thena, de acordo com a própria estrela de cinema: “Vocês não vão andar comigo com esse trapos. Tem que ficar bonitos para os paparazzis!”, você concordava de um jeito, meio ofendida já que já usou "trapos" como aqueles que Druig usa na vila, vila qual ele deixou nas mãos de Eros, o que não o deixava menos preocupado.

“Vamos dividir a conta?” Gilgamesh perguntou terminando sua pizza.

“Ah, não, deixem que eu pago!” Ajak se ofereceu já tirando a carteira do casaco, mas Duende a impediu.

“Claro que não, Ajak! O Kingo vai pagar pra gente.” Duende falou olhando para Kingo.

“Eu?! Pagar sozinho?! Ah, não mesmo!” a estrela de cinema balançou a cabeça negativamente.

“Porquê o Ikaris não paga? Ele tá devendo 7000 mil favores pra gente.” Phastos apontou para Ikaris que sequer tinha terminado sua cerveja.

“Porquê não o Druig, huh? Ou a Makkari! Eles comeram literalmente três pizzas inteiras sozinhos!” Ikaris retrucou, tomando um gole grande de sua cerveja gelada.

“Hum... Na defesa da bela Makkari e de minha pessoa, não comemos pizza a mais de 7000 mil anos!” Druig falou com a boca cheia, engolindo tudo tomando o refrigerante e Makkari balançou a cabeça concordando.

“Então, como vamos pagar se ninguém quer pagar?” Sersi ergueu uma sobrancelha perguntando aquilo.

“Porquê não paga, S/N?” Duende disse brincando, rindo em seguida.

“Só se eu de pro garçom, Duende! Não tenho um tostão furado.” você falou em tom bem humorado também, Druig apertou seu ombro com força a chamando atenção.

“Ninguém precisa.. Hã... Beijar garçom nenhum! Eu pago.” Dane bufou, já de saco cheio daquela situação.

“Bom, antes de pagar...” Druig o interrompeu. “... Eu e S/N queremos lhe falar uma coisa muito importante.” você arregalou os olhos olhando para Druig. “Nós vamos nos casar.”

“Vamos?!” você gritou em desespero, mas os demais bateram palma e deram gritinhos de felicidade. Você olhou os Eternos animados com a notícia que sequer você sabia.

“Oh, como presente de casamento adiantado, eu pago a conta!” Kingo finalmente cedeu, os outros festejaram com isso, ainda mais Dane.

Ótimo plano, não acha? – a voz de Druig ecoou por sua mente e você abriu um sorriso frocho, então esse era o plano dele. Você o olhou e ele tinha um sorriso malandro nos lábios finos.

Na verdade isso foi muito malvado, entretanto, eu aceitaria se você me pedisse em casamento. – você pensou, para que ele pudesse ler, como vocês dois olhavam um para o outro você pode ver a reação dele por cada palavra, um beijo rápido em seus lábios que você desejou que tivesse durado horas, ou séculos, como a relação de vocês duraria.

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