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brelione · 2 years

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Messy Christmas Party (Eternals X Reader)

It felt silly, sending out invitations after all these years.

But you still had a bit of hope

You made them look nice, smelling of pine with golden seals and pretty writing.

You included an address and a small map in case they had trouble finding your cabin along with a little PS saying not to feel pressured to come

The first answer you received was from Makarri. The leaves around your house were all mixed up and the snow looked as though it had been plowed through. It was more than safe to assume that she had decided to personally deliver her response.

Sersi was the second to write back and you could see how her excitement had translated into writing. The letters were messy and written down quickly, stating that she would be more than happy to come and that she would be bringing her fiance, Dane.

The second response you received was from Gilgamesh. He said that he and Thena would be coming and they would be bringing a wagon of baked goods with them.

That put a smile on your face. Gil’s response had been very important for you. Of course you loved him but you also love his cooking.

Two more envelopes came in three days before Christmas. One from Kingo, stamped with a K and full of glitter so that when you opened it a trail of shimmer covered your pants. The second envelope was from Ikaris. It was short and blunt, saying that he might just drop in.

The day of the party you waited anxiously, still in your warm pajamas with a feast cooked up. Salads, a ginormous ham, fresh bread and biscuits, butter you had made yourself, juice, liquor, tea, coffee. Anything and everything. Christmas music plays throughout your cottage from a record that Phastos had sent you along with an indestructible record player.

Makarri was obviously there first. Before the sun had even come up you heard a light knock on your door, the beautiful eternal on the other side. You immediately hugged her, excited to see eachother after so long. She plucked a hot biscuit from a plate, signing a review as she finished it.

You didnt expect Phastos or Druig to show up. Really, going into this you tried to keep your expectations low just in case anyone forgot or just didnt feel like coming. But damn, did they deliver.

Phastos and his husband had come in a car that you couldnt recognize which meant that Phastos probably built it himself. It had no problem getting through the mountains and is that a flat screen tv and a snack bar in the back?

His husband had brought a loaf of blueberry bread,handing it to you shyly. You showed them around and told them to feel free to put whatever they wanted on the tv. Which for them meant watching Christmas Chronicles. Not a bad choice.

Sersi, Dane and Sprite got there at 10 pm sharp just as the invitation said. Dressed in coats and scarves, Sprite lunging at you the second you opened the door. “Oh thank fucking god i’ve had to listen to them all day on the way here.”She says, kicking off her shoes and helping herself to blueberry loaf.

It didnt take long for everyone to catch up, sharing their adventures and introducing spouses and making future plans. Somehow Dane ended up getting an invite to Phastos and Ben’s next spa trip since they all agreed that they needed some more time to relax.

Dane was a little too nice, complimenting everything about the house.

Makarri scanned the pictures on your walls, waving you over when she saw a picture of Druig. Which shouldn’t be possible since cameras weren’t around the last time you all saw each other. It had been from twenty-something Christmas’ ago, faded and poor quality as he stared blankly at the camera with a Christmas hat clinging to his forehead. The one next to it made you grin since he had finally given up his act and burst into laughter.

Speaking of, a knock on your door pulled you away from the wall. Tall and in all black he stood in the doorway, a small smile on his face. “Really, you’ve outdone yourself.”He comments, stating he could hear the shouting of Christmas carols from a mile away.

Every time he looks anywhere you immediately feel yourself getting nervous, getting his attention elsewhere

Its 11:30 when you hear a loud thump from outside and a Scottish voice shout to open the door

A tree comes through before he does, Ikaris standing with a blank expression and a Santa hat on

“We aren’t dressing up, are we?”He asks as everyone laughs

He puts the tree down and goes to shut the door when I hand stops him, Gilgamesh and Thena coming through dressed to impress. Red and green velvet elves, not bad. And a wagon of treats and potatoes behind them as promised.

And its twelve when you’re all hushed by Makarri who feels the vibrations of more footsteps

Kingo.

Well, Kingo and six cameras.

“These are my friends!”He says, opening the door and stepping right in. “Kingo, the movie star. Cant step out of the spotlight for a second, can you?”Druig asks. Oh, leave it up to him to stir up family drama.

Ikaris sits like an elephant in the room, not talking to Dane or Sersi, rather keeping to himself until you call time for the feast

Most of the sounds are then just the sound of chewing and laughter

Well, until someone throws a potato at Irish man

“Ikaris.”You warn.

You get many compliments on your cooking along with a lot of requests for you to cook all the time. “Really, why haven’t we gotten together more?”Kingo asks, swallowing a mouthful of corn. “Because we’ve been everywhere but together.”You respond. Silence fills the room, broken by Sersi. “So why not get together every couple of holidays? I’m sure your fans could wait, Kingo.”She says. “Well, I guess now’s a good time to mention,”Phastos says, gaining everyone’s attention. He looks to his husband for support, taking his hand as they explain that they are planning on adopting. Everyone is happy for him, even Ikaris although he seems to be slightly bitter. “And you’ll let me be the number one babysitter, right?”You ask. “No, that would be me.”Thena says softly. Phastos chuckles, pointing to you. “I’ve got you on speed dial for when I need it. And you could make a huge feast for the birthday party, obviously.”He says. “Obviously.”You repeat. “And maybe one for my birthday.”Dane says jokingly. You frown, nodding. “I forget that some of us here have birthdays, all more reason to celebrate.”You say, taking a sip of cider. “Well i just gave myself a birthday.”Phastos says. Sersi hums, nodding as well. “Me as well, for an instagram account.”Kingo replies. “Pick a good one.”Gil says.

“Well how old do you say you are?”You ask Kingo. “Thirty-five as far as everyone is concerned.”He says, making Sprite crackle. “No way in hell!”She shouts. “What? I don’t look thirty-five?”He asks. “Dane is 35.”Sersi says, grinning.

After the age discourse, you settled on a birthday. 9/3/93.

“That wont work, you don’t look old.”Sprite says, making everyone laugh once more.

Then came time for presents, not that they knew that of course.

A bag and a box for each of them. A first edition copy of Emma by Jane Austen for Makarri, a new green sweater for Sersi that you had made yourself, a gold ring for both Phastos and his husband with sapphire stones, an 1800’s painting for Dane, leather arm cuffs for Druig since he always liked to look cool and proper, some gorgeous emerald moon earrings for Makarri, art supplies for Ikaris, a new white gown for Thena and an old fashioned cookbook for Gil, bound in leather.

‘Now this, this is just divine.’Thena says, taking in every detail of the gown.

‘Fluffy raspberry chocolate dipped macarons, that sounds like something I should keep in mind.’

‘Did you make these rings yourself?’

‘Goats fur paintbrushes?’

‘Is this a vangogh?’

‘How’d you estimate my wrist size so perfectly?’

These earrings are fabulous

Let’s just say there were many more messy Christmas parties to come

With a little note at the end of the invite that said it was not in fact a bring your own Christmas tree event

@i-am-the-1930s @thorinslittlebitch @uwiuwi @slytherin-shitposts @jordynanderson9

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bloodwrittenballad · 2 years

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Reunited | Drukarri x Gn!Reader

Summary: After years apart, you and your lovers finally reunite

Warnings: Slight angst, tiny bit of violence, mostly fluff, poly!drukarri x reader, reader isnt gender specified, reader is an eternal, not proof read and i’m dyslexic lol

hope you enjoy!! and if you do, feel free to check out my drukarri x oc fic on wattpad @ regulusblvck!!!

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It had been ages since you had seen Makarri and Druig, your lovers. Ever since the split with the rest of the Eternals, all of you going your own ways, you had been alone. The decision to part from your lovers was hard, you desperately wanted to stick together, but it was for the best that you three figured out your lives aside from each other. Thus bringing you to France, where you’ve lived ever since the departure all that time ago.

You loved it there. The food, the scenery, every little thing about it was the perfect place where you could keep to yourself and have a normal life. It was as close to a home you’d ever get, when you were apart from the two people you loved more than anything else. They were your true home, but this- this could work as a close second.

And it did. For as long as you could remember, the little countryside house you had for yourself proved to be just enough to keep you happy. Though you couldn’t deny the loneliness you felt from time to time, thus leading to your decision to adopt multiple cats. They worked in keeping you company, and with keeping the rats away. A perfect solution.

All in all, regardless of being away from Makarri and Druig, you were happy. You never fell in love again, and you doubt you ever would, but that was okay to you. In your heart you still held hope that you’d one day reunite with your lovers. If only you knew you’d be getting your wish very soon.

As you stood in the kitchen preparing dinner, your record player on in the background as you hummed to yourself, a shuffle of bodies had quietly snuck in and were now standing awkwardly in your living room. Both Druig and Makkari looked around, taking note of the amount of safe green and baby pink you had in your house. You always did love those colors, they remembered that.

“What are we planning on telling them?” Makarri signed, she was nervous. She hasn’t seen you since the split, what if you no longer carried feelings for her? “The truth.” Druig signed back. Then, in a flash, Makarri grabbed the man and got him out of the way, right as a knife pierced the wall he had been standing in front of. “What the-” Druig started, but stopped as he noticed you.

You were holding multiple more knives, obviously ready to attack again, unaware that the intruders were the two people you’d been longing to see since you last saw them. “Y/n!” Makarri got up slowly, signing you to stop. Your eyes, glossed over with power, returned to normal after seconds of taking in the two in front of you.

Instantly you dropped the knives, your power almost evaporating as you steadied yourself. Now you stood there, your heart hammering in your chest as you tried to piece together while this was real or not. “It’s real.” Druig spoke, “we’re real. We’re here, y/n.” Hearing him speak your name after all this time left you weak, and you dropped to your knees. Or at least you would have, had it not been for Makarri to catch you and bring you into her arms, Druig joining in on the hug seconds later.

Together the three of you sat there, soaking in the presence of one another, for the first time in a painfully long time. Tears stung your eyes and you let them fall freely, your lovers whipping them away as they smiled gently at you. “W-what- h-how? You’re both here, a-after all this time,” your voice cracked as you cried happily. Druig kissed your forehead softly, “We missed you so much, our beautiful beautiful y/n.”

“I missed you two, both of you, so much. I longed for you every night, craved you. I’m so happy you’re back.” You spoke. “We’re happy to be back too,” Makkari signed and squeezed your hand. “There’s a lot we need to catch you up on, darling.” Druig said. You nodded, figuring so. “Yeah, me too. Wanna tell me over dinner, like old times?” You smiled.

“You asking us on a dinner date, y/n?” Makarri teased. You held both your lovers hands as you led them to the dinning table, “that’s exactly what I’m saying,” you winked.

Sure you were happy before, when it was just you, but being reunited with your lovers made you a whole lot happier.

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reaperintheroses · 2 years

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Shaking, crying, throwing up, in disbelief-

On another note, HOLY SHIT THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR 100 FOLLOWERS!! It’s insane to me to look at the when I’m ready to dc Drabble December pipeline. I’m extremely happy and in disbelief. I am so so so grateful for each and every one of you and I’m trying to think of an appropriate way to celebrate, so if you have any ideas or something specific in mind let me know!!

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artaxerxesthegreat · 2 years

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Playing with Fire: Part 10

A/N: Everyone in this story is 18+, if minors are mentioned they aren’t getting in any weird, sick, twisted situations with adults. I also use female pronouns for the reader and the reader may be a bit OC. I would also prefer that minors DO NOT interact with this at all. Thank you.

Warnings: Dream based, Actors mixed with characters, College AU!, Mixed universes, Raffey Cassidy stands in as Sprite, Swearing, gaslighting, manipulation, cheating, mild violence (?), implied sexual content, mentions of bullying, college strife, MCU/X-Men/Spider-Man/Actors mashed in one universe, self- doubt, insecurities, depression, angst, fluff, enemies to lovers, slow burn, family issues, mentions of disabilities, (Please let me know if I’ve missed something too.)

Red: Makarri signing

Purple: Maya signing

Bold Italicized: Reader signing

Word count: almost 4K

The quiet is so deafening that I almost missed her 4 small words. She said them with so much respect and reverence that I was sure she was talking to someone else.

“Because you love him.”

So much ugly crying.

So much.

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—10 years later—

Sitting on the airplane I gaze out of the window watching the clouds below me, it’s nerve wracking and peaceful all at the same time, but it helps my calm mind down. After what happened at my aunt’s house all those years ago I need some calmness; there are times when I still break down and cry, but it’s become easier as time goes on. I never did see any of them again, last I heard Ikaris moved to the Mid- West and Sprite moved to London with Sersi and her new boyfriend Dane; it was a little weird hearing that but it’s not my problem, so I could care less.

As for…him, I was told that he was traveling around a bit; someone said he moved to the Amazon or something, and I’m happy for him. I know my sanity would crumble away completely if I had to see him or hear his voice again. I was a mess for the next 2 years, my friends never let me out of their sight- even Jane and Darcy looked after me. I apologized to so many people for how depressed I was and they all said the same thing,

“Shut up, Y/N, you have no reason to apologize for being sad, depressed or anything else, okay? You are allowed to feel, just let us keep helping you.”

I know I didn’t deserve their time, energy, or love, but I’m grateful every single day for it.

Now, 10 years later, a few of us are meeting up in New York for Christmas. I'm super excited to see everyone- well, almost everyone. Unfortunately we’ve lost some really good friends over the years, which is one of the reasons we’re meeting up now. Life is too short, and you never really think about it until you lose someone you hold dear. This had always been a plan we’ve been playing with for years, but never found the time; when we all graduated some moved away because of jobs, and others got married and had families; I, on the other hand, stayed at the college working as the new head of the English Department.

After Professor Xavier retired, he jokingly said I should apply for the position, so I did. It’s been really fun and very interesting. Many students can’t believe that I’m in charge of everything that happens in the department; it’s so funny seeing their faces when they walk in my office. If I had a nickel for every time someone came into my office asking for my boss, I’d be a rich woman. I’d look at them and say,

“My boss? You mean the president of the college?”

Their faces are priceless, I’ve actually taken a few pictures and hung them up in my office- with their permission, of course.

I did try getting into the dating scene again, but I prefer to be by myself for the time being. Natasha even tried setting me up with this guy from Wakanda, but we were better as friends, when that didn’t work she tried getting me with Tony, but I knew he had a thing for Pepper so we stayed friends instead. Nat was annoyed and enlisted the help of everyone else to get me with someone. Normally I’d be mad, but I couldn’t help but laugh at their efforts, it was sweet, but I knew I wasn’t quite ready to take that step.

…

“Guys, seriously I’m okay. I don’t need to be in a relationship right now.” I sip on my Long Island Iced Tea smiling at their stressed out faces.

“But Y/N,” Clint says looking around our large table, with guilt in his eyes.

“We just don't want you to feel like you’re-” Jane starts.

“-A 3rd wheel.” Darcy interrupts.

“…Nooo, I was going to say ‘left out’.” Jane finishes glaring at Darcy.

“Same thing.” She and Natasha say at the same time.

“Guys, I’m alright. I love hearing about your families and whatnot. It’s not hurting me in any way, trust me.” I say honestly, “Now, Clint, you were talking about how your wife is a badass and your youngest is learning sign language.”

They all share a look but let it go, and Clint finishes his tale.

It was a bit hard seeing everyone with their other half, but I’m not trying to rush anything. I did meet someone a few weeks after that night. We went out for coffee a few times, tried dating, but we had different wants and needs- he wanted to get married and I needed him to come out of the closet.

When he did finally come out, he couldn’t be happier, I even had a little party for him and that’s where he met his now boyfriend Warren or Angel, as we call him. They really are the cutest!

Needless to say Nat wasn’t thrilled that I was still single and ‘threatened’ me saying she was going to run me over if I didn’t bring a date for Bucky and Sam’s wedding-

Oh. So, a lot of stuff happened the last few years. One being that Steve married Peggy after they reconnected, and Jubilee and Bucky went their separate ways when he came out to her. She was chill with it and they still hang out every now and again. Bucky and Sam started dating after Steve yelled at them to stop pretending they hated each other and just make out already.

-Anyway I did bring someone to their wedding, my very good friend Dr. Otto Octavius. Their faces were so worth it, and his face when I asked him was too.

“Hey Doc!” I lean on the doorframe of his empty classroom with a smile on my face as he stares at me for a few seconds, probably trying to figure out who I am.

“Oh, uh hello.”

I smile to myself knowing he doesn’t remember me, so I walk into his classroom and stand in front of his desk, “It’s the haircut isn’t it?”

“I’m sorry?… OH! Y/N, I hardly recognized you, I know I knew your voice, but yes the haircut threw me for a second.” He smiles widely sitting down in his chair, he offers me a seat, “Sit, sit. How’s everything going on at the English Department?”

“Pretty well, I have some new pictures to put up in my office.” He chuckles at this, “How’s everything here?”

“Fine, just fine.” I raise a brow at him, sighing deeply he confesses, “I don’t know what’s wrong with students nowadays. They think they know everything, it irks me to no end, Y/N. I feel like I’m losing my mind.”

Laughing I pat his shoulder sympathetically, “I know, I know. It’s gonna be okay, you’ll get through this. You remember when I took your class? You looked like you were going to have an aneurysm, with all my questions.”

“That was completely different, and you know it.” He deadpans glaring at me, “You were in my class for two weeks, and ONLY because they messed up your schedule.”

“And when they fixed it you never saw me again, doesn’t that warm your heart?” I bat my eyelashes at the older man who just stares at me unimpressed.

“Never saw you again? Please, you made it your mission to pop up in my classes and office whenever you had the chance.”

“Yes, but that was far, few and in between my dear doctor.”

“Yeah, not far enough.” He grumbles.

“Hey!” I swat his arm causing him to laugh loudly, “Well, at least I gave you a 2 ½ year break.”

“That you did…” He takes in my features wondering if he can ask, I give him a reassuring smile. He’s still very careful about that whole thing, “… How are you doing? Really?”

“I’m doing good.” I say after taking a deep breath, “It was hard- beyond hard, but if I didn’t have the friends or family I had I’d probably still be hiding away, or worse.”

“I’m glad you’re better, I was shocked to see you waiting by my office. I thought you got bored of me or transferred to another school.”

“I could never be bored of you Dr. Otto. You’re like, my other dad.”

“Thank you.” He rolls his eyes, failing to hide his smile, “My goal in life is to be a ‘Father to all’.”

“Well. You’re doing a great job!” I smile cheekily at him spinning around in my chair.

“…So have you heard from any of them?”

“Nope. And I’m fine with that, I just wish people would stop treating me like I’m glass though.”

“We’re just concerned for you is all.”

“I know, but there are things in life that we all have to deal with; some good, and some bad, but at some point we have to face our demons. My demons are spread out around the world, and I’ve recovered from my wounds- most of which were self-inflicted.” I take a moment to think about my next words, “When the time is right, I’ll face them again. I might not be meeting the same people, but next time I’ll be ready. And I won’t be put down so easily.”

“Good. I’d hate to tell Norman there’s someone else we’d have to hunt down.”

“Oh my god, I can’t with you two.” I laugh resting my head in my hands, “How is your husband by the way?”

“…what…?”

I give him a knowing look and watch as his face turns red with embarrassment, “Doc, you don’t flaunt it, but he sure does, plus you called him ‘Norman’ not ‘Mr. Osborn’. Plus plus- that’s plus squared- he asked me if his husband was ‘taking time to eat lunch instead of coffee like he does for breakfast and sometimes dinner’.” After a few seconds, he closes his eyes letting out a heavy groan rubbing his face, “You good?”

“I’m gonna kill him!” It comes out muffled due to his hands still on his face.

“Oops, sorry.” We turn our attention to the man standing in the doorway with a shit eating grin on his face.

“Hi Mr. Osborn- or should I say Norman~.” I send Dr. Otto an impish grin.

“AaaaaaaauuuuugGGGGGGGHHHHHHH!!!”

“Norman is fine Y/N, how’s my favorite person- you know, other than completely embarrassed.” He sits on Otto’s desk; smile never leaving his face as he gazes at the red faced Octavius.

“I’ve been better.” He grumbles looking at a spot on his desk.

Norman just laughs sending me a wink and I remember why I even came down here in the first place.

“Oh, Norman I’m so glad you’re here because I have a question to ask you guys.”

“NO.” Otto says quickly.

“I didn’t even- Norman.” I whined slumping in my chair.

“You didn’t even give her a chance dear.” He tuts at Otto brushing some of Otto’s hair out of his face. Otto gives us both a deep sigh, before gesturing to me to continue.

“Thank you, now I was going to ask if I could borrow your husband for a weekend.”

“Whose husband?!” Otto snaps his head in my direction.

“His.” I smirk, pointing at Norman, “It’s nothing crazy, just for a wedding.”

“What makes you think I’d just let him go with you to some random person's wedding?”

“Two reasons,” I hold up two fingers, still smirking, “One, it’s a gay wedding, and two-”

“Take him!” Norman says holding up his hands, “Take him with my blessing!”

“She didn’t even say the second reason!” Otto says bewildered.

“It doesn’t matter.” Norman chuckles, “Besides, knowing Y/N, she was probably just going to say ‘it’s a gay wedding’ again but with more emphasis.”

“I was.”

“See.” We both share a smile as Otto just throws his head back staring at the ceiling.

“I hate the both of you.”

“…Riiiiii~gggghhhhhht.” We cackle high-fiving each other.

“When is the wedding?”

“I email you the details, I know how old school you are.” I stand up putting my chair back in its place.

“Not that old school.” Norman adds with a laugh as Otto glares at him. His glare lasts for about half a second as he now tries to hide his smile as Norman kisses his forehead.

“You guys are so cute.” I smile at them sweetly as they both blush, “Thanks again for this, you both are a lifesaver. See you later!”

At the wedding Nat watches us not believing that I actually brought Dr. Octavius as a date but let it go, because at least I didn’t come alone.

Everyone else was just like “… Is that legal? Can she do that?… I thought he was gay?”

“Shut up guys, at least she didn’t come alone.”

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I look at the picture of us on my phone and I smile sadly at it, “God I miss you, Nat. We all do.” Looking back out the window again I can see the pink of the sunset fill the clouds. Locking my phone I turn my attention to my laptop and try to knock some work out of the way.

About 2 hours later I finally land in New York and make my way to my hotel, I take some time to relax before I have to go back out into the cold. My phone ‘pings’ and looking at it, I see that everyone is pretty much in New York already and we’ll be meeting up at the giant Christmas tree.

“Time to go.”

I pull on my winter coat and begin my trek into the cold, walking through the streets I see so many people laughing and window shopping. Young and old. It brings a smile to my face and I continue walking, until I hear an almost too familiar voice. I stop walking and look around the busy streets making sure I heard wrong.

“There is no way, there’s no way.” I mutter to myself with wide eyes, I feel my heart racing as I spin around like a crazy person getting weird looks from some people- they’ve got to be tourists, the real New Yorkers ignore me. My phone ‘pings’ again and I see that Clint is asking where I’m at, “It’s all in your head, Y/N. You didn’t hear him. He isn’t here.”

Tucking my phone away I briskly walk the next 4 blocks, and let me tell you I wish I just took a cab. I’m freezing by the time I make it to the Christmas Tree and everyone is standing around waiting for me.

“Hey guys!” I say walking up to our little group- it’s not really little. Pepper and her daughter, Clint with his wife and kids, Kate, Yelena, Kurt, Warren, Bucky, Sam, Bruce, Wanda and her twins and Vision, and Kitty with her son and Colossus.

Turning around I’m greeted with smiles and hella warm hugs, which I gratefully accept.

“Y/N, how have you been? It’s been too long.” Pepper rubs her hand on my back as we hug.

“I know, I’m so glad we can all get together. I’ve been pretty well actually. Hey there pretty girl!” I give Morgan a tight hug and boop her nose.

“Hi~!” She giggles as I spin her around, Clint’s youngest and Wanda’s twins see this and start demanding to be spun around too.

“Aaauuggghhhhh, you see what you've done Y/N?” Clint groans, spinning his son around.

“I’m not sorry.” I giggle putting down Morgan moving to Wanda’s twins, “And how are you two fine young lads doing?”

“GOOD~!”

“Wow, are they always in sync?”

“Pretty much.” Wanda chuckles ruffling their hair, “Well, I don’t know about you guys but I’m gonna go get some hot chocolate.”

“That sounds good.” Kate says linking arms with Yelena as they walk to the Starbucks on the corner.

“You guys go get the hot chocolate while Clint and I go get the candles.” Laura says as the rest of us just stand around.

“Can we go watch the people skate mommy?” Kitty’s son asks from his perch on Colossus’ shoulders.

“Sure!” Looking at us we all agree and stand on the top steps watching the people below skate.

“I’m gonna walk around for a bit, okay guys?” I say pointing in the direction I’m going.

“Be careful, it may be Christmas but it’s still New York.” Bucky says with concern with his arm around his husband's shoulders.

“I’ll be fine, if anything I’ll scream really loudly and flail my arms around like a crazy person. No one will mess with me then.” I laugh at his eye roll and Kurt asks if he wants Warren and himself to join me, “Nah, I’ll good guys, really.”

Making my way down the steps I lean on the railing smiling at the people that skate past me, I do a double take when I see someone that looks vaguely familiar to me. I guess I was staring really hard because he skates over to me with an angry expression.

“Ah shit.” I mumble standing up straight.

“You got a problem, lady?” He snaps.

“Do you, asshole?” I snap back, “This is a bad idea. He looks like a thug.”

A girl in black skates between us putting her hands up signing to him, he signs back with anger and then points at me, turning to me she mean-mugs me and then just stares at me.

“Uhhhhh, hi.” I lean back, giving her an awkward half wave.

“Y/N?”

“…Yeah?”

“It’s me Maya.”

“Hi, Maya…” I send a quick glance to the guy behind her and then it clicks, “OH MY GOD MAYA! How are you? It’s been forever!”

“I know! It’s so nice to see you again. What brings you to New York?” She smiles warmly at me as we catch up. “I’m sorry about him, you just don’t know what crazy people are hanging around.”

“It’s fine, honestly I was ready to scream and flail around.”

She punches my arm playfully as we laugh. Everything was going fine until I heard that voice again, this time closer and clearer.

“Makarri, be careful!”

I look past Maya and her friend as a whirl of red speeds by, following behind the blur of red is a man dressed in a black overcoat and dark red beanie, but I know that side profile from anywhere. I’d spent too much time memorizing that face.

“What’s wrong? Y/N?” I feel Maya shake my arm, but I can’t respond, I’m stuck watching him skate by.

“Hey you alright? You look like you’ve seen a ghost.” Maya’s friend says blocking my sight. Blinking quickly I look back at them.

“Wha, oh haha, you- huh? I’m good, I’m fine. Look, it was super nice seeing you again, Maya. We definitely need to catch up some more, but I’m gonna get back to my group before they think someone kidnapped me.” I joke, smiling as I give them a hug goodbye. I know from their faces they are thoroughly confused, but I can’t be bothered by that. Quickly I start walking to the steps when I feel someone grab my arm.

“Apparently not quickly enough.”

Snapping my head back I see Makarri staring at me with a wide smile, and I don’t feel uncomfortable at all! I glance behind her, but I don’t see my ‘Ghost of Christmas Past’ so I calm down a bit, turning my attention back to her.

“Hi.” She signs.

“Hey, how’s it going?” I sign visibly uncomfortable, she looks a bit sad and I give her a tight smile. She never did anything to me, and I want her to know that, it’s who she’s with that scares me. She looks behind her shoulder and turns back to me not seeing the cause of my fear.

“I’m doing well. Are you?”

“…Oh. OH, yeah, yyeeeaaahhhh. I’m ginger, peachy, cardinal and keen!”

“…Y/N, this is the second time I meet you but I’m not dumb.”

“Haaa ahhh yeah, right.” I nod as I look at my boots searching for my words, she lightly touches my arm making me look back at her.

“I hope you are doing well, and I’m sorry for making you uncomfortable. I won’t keep you anymore.” I can see the sincerity in her eyes and nodding in thanks. I take a step back, and then decide to give her an impromptu hug.

She was caught off guard and I sign to her, “Now we’re even.”

She laughs and when I’m about to turn I hear his voice again.

“Makarri what are you doin-”

I’ve heard people say that they’ve felt time stand still, but I’ve never experienced it. It was like a dream, all the noise of people screaming and laughing seemed to fade away, and the rest of the world with it, until it was just us standing a few feet away from each other. It felt like an eternity and a few seconds all at the same time.

His face was exactly the same, still youthful and unbothered by anything, his eyes had a gleam of maturity to them now- but I suppose after 10 years that’s bound to happen. His voice was no longer disguised by an American accent, but the beautiful Irish I’d grown to miss and hope I’d never hear again. Even though his hair was covered by the beanie I can see that he no longer dyes it blonde- guess he grew out of that too.

I wanted to leave so badly, but my feet were glued to the ground, but I also wanted to run to him and hug and tell him I’m sorry; but his last words to me still ring in my ears.

“Don’t ever talk to me ever again. I want nothing to do with you, and if you ever show your face in front of me again you will want to make sure you aren’t alone.” I feel the color drawing from my face and the air leave my lungs as I remember the part that keeps me up at night. I still dread every waking moment I’m alone on campus; that very last part “‘Make sure you aren’t alone’…Alone. I- I’m alone!”

Putting all my strength and will into taking a step back, he takes one forward. My eyes widen at this and I feel my heart hammering in my chest again, trying to listen to my fight or flight response, I find that I can’t move again. Looking back at him, I see his lips are moving but I can’t hear him. I can’t hear anything except for the blood rushing to my ears and the thumping of my heart.

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Tag list: @aquanova99 @tompetersebbuckyhazleo @treaclesquirrel

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#druig #eternals #fanfiction #college au #druig x reader #druig x you #playing with fire #angst #marvel #enemies to friends to lovers #playing with fire part 10 #Makarri #otto octavius #norman osborn #Sam x Bucky #Octavius x Osborn

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sayulvr · 2 years

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# pranking the eternals (it doesn't end well) 🍨

━ pairings: eternals x reader

━ genre(s): fluff, random blurbs

━ warnings: none! prolly some muses being out of character? but yeah

━ words: 0.7

━ notes: in celebration of April Fool's, I wrote this silly little thing at 2 am when I should definitely be in bed <3 As always, like, reblogs, and comments are highly appreciated ! and yes, requests are OPEN

THENA

Trying to trick the goddess of war is like poking a hornet’s nest with a stick and hoping for the best - it won’t end well !

And mainly because you don’t know if it's something you should be doing when the poor woman is already suffering from Mahd Wr’ry

But you wanted to include her, to at least take her mind off her worries. Maybe as long as it is harmless (and wholesome) then it’s okay, right?

“Thena! I can talk to animals!” You tell her one day, holding a small bird in your hand. “I just heard this bird talk to me, I promise”

Thena turns to face you, confused but also intrigued. “Really? What did the little one say?”

“Well, it said that–” as if on cue, the bird chirped. “That you are the most lovely, wonderful, and awe-inspiring person in the universe.” You leaned closer to her, “And that… you are fiercely loyal and protective to your loved ones,”

Thena couldn’t help but smile at your antics. She thinks it's really endearing. “How awfully observant of the little one, no? I believe that we should keep them around,” she leans forward and places a peck at the corner of your lips. “Thank you, dearest. I think that’s rather lovely of you.”

She never lets you live it down (but you don't mind <3)

DRUIG

Local Menace™

He says he doesn’t want to participate but the mischievous look in his eyes says otherwise

You trust him very much with your life, you really do but the way he has been touchy the entire day? constantly being around in your presence? The other Eternals trying to keep themselves from laughing whenever they see you? Certainly not suspicious actions

You tried to approach Sersi once to ask something before Druig appeared at your side, almost scaring the wits out of you

You confront him on what he’s doing and this man basically goes: “I’m not doing anything. Maybe you’re imagining things, love” before tugging you someplace private

Okay, maybe his idea of ‘pranks’ is spreading an obscene amount of time with you - and maybe, just maybe, you don’t mind it at all.

SPRITE

A full-on prank war, no one is spared. It’s either you two are fighting against each other or trying to cause minor inconveniences towards EVERYONE

god forbid anyone who gets caught in the line of fire - Kingo tried to intervene once and he ended up with his hair green for an entire month;

The pranks include: moving other people’s stuff someplace else, putting hair dye (temporary ones) in shampoos, putting obscene amounts of salt in whatever Gilgamesh is cooking - the normal stuff

Whoever manages to trick each other most wins. The prize? Doing whatever the other says, of course!

It’s childish and ridiculous but Sprite has a lot of fun doing it with you, just don’t take it personally if she wins :D

MAKKARI

Your resident partner in crime, is literally the best person to team up with

Oh, you need help with distracting Druig while you steal a pair of his socks? She's on it !

Now you need help with running and hiding from an obviously annoyed Druig who is demanding for his socks? Makkari is on call !

Creates a secret sign-language system that only the two of you can understand so that when you’re shit-talking about someone else, they won’t know that you’re talking about them!

No one has picked up on it as of yet, which is a benefit for the two of you !

The reason why you teamed up with her was that pranking Makarri is near impossible - you can't even breathe in her direction without her knowing! So, why beat them when you can join them?

KINGO

He’s just so confused. Kingo loves you the way that you are, but sometimes he just questions how much he loves you

Walked into the kitchen one day and almost cried when he saw that you were boiling your cereal

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

“Oh, good morning, Kingo! Just boiling my cereal, didn’t like the milk being too cold”

“(Y/N) I love you but if you keep doing this I’m just going to break up with you–”

He gets his revenge by taking horrendous photographs of you when you’re asleep, hair askew in different directions, drool and all - and uses it as his wallpaper.

No, you may not change it - it’s his payback after you basically terrorized your cereal earlier D:

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thefallennightmare · 2 years

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One Mind-Six

Pairings: Druig x Eternal!Reader

Warnings: angst, fluff, swears, and maybe some smut here and there.

Summary: For so long, the Eternals were on their own. That was until a Celestial event brought them all back together. Reader is reluctant to help because in order to do what her fellow Eternals are saying, she would have to connect with a century old love; one that she promised herself that she would never work with again.

A/N: Thoughts so far?

TAGS (OPEN): @niiight-dreamerrrr @moonlightreader649

The sun began to beat down hard on the back of my neck as I chewed on my lip, waiting to see if he would show up. My right foot tapped impatiently, knowing that we were about to leave. I hadn’t spoken much to him after the funeral last night, me opting to stay the night with Thena to make sure she was fine. We spent the night talking of old memories with Gilgamesh and the others, something I knew she needed.

So, at the early rise of the sun, I ran into Druig’s home, hoping to catch him before we left. My voice rang out to an empty home, so I scratched out a quick note to him, leaving it in the same place we always left little notes.

The fridge.

Before I left the home, I took the picture of the two of us in bed out of its frame, sliding it into my pocket.

“Y/N.”

I saw Phastos standing in the doorway of the plane, right on top of the stairs.

“The pilot said he figured out the problem with the engine, so we're good to go now.”

“Two more minutes. Please?” I begged.

He agreed with a nod. “Not a second later. Sersi is freaking out about wasted time.”

“Tell her to bite me,” I muttered, turning back to face the tree line of the forest and waiting to see if he would emerge.

One minute and fifty-six seconds later, Druig walked out with black sunglasses covering his face and his signature black leather jacket; one that I gifted him so long ago.

“Cutting it close, are we?” I tried my best to hide the huge smile that spread to my lips.

Of course, I failed.

Druig smirked. “How did you manipulate the pilot into keeping the plane grounded for so long?”

I mocked fake shock at his accusation.

“I did no such thing.”

His tongue rolled over his bottom lip, blue eyes burning straight down to my core, and I mentally closed my legs. The intensity created a scratch that I couldn’t itch quite yet.

“Uh, we should probably get going. Sersi and Ikaris are waiting to give us a debriefing,” I threw a thumb over my shoulder towards the plane.

Druig groaned while throwing an arm over my shoulder, the two of us began walking towards the plane.

“I can’t wait to be told what to do by mom and dad.”

I playfully smacked his chest.

“What you’re asking us to do is impossible,” Druig shook his head. “We can’t do that.”

Phastos leaned forward in his seat, elbows on his knees. “I can create something that will link us all together. You two can use our energy to put Tiamut to sleep.”

Druig’s hand was on my knee, tracing small circles over it, and he looked over towards me as if waiting for my own answer.

“We have to at least try, right?” I shrugged.

He let out a sigh before lounging farther down into his seat of the plane and nodded. “If this goes wrong, I’m blaming you two.”

He pointed towards Sersi and Ikaris, who both had a look of annoyance on their own face.

“Pleasure to have you with us, Druig.” Ikaris muttered.

“So,” Sprite spoke, trying to break the new tension, “Anyone remember where we left the Domo?”

“The same spot we left it,” Phastos informed while opening his palm, showing a globe that had one lone red spot on it.

“With Makarri.”

I looked over towards Druig, something pulling hard at my heart.

“How do you even know if she’s still there?” Sersi asked.

“We talk every now and then,” he stated as if it wasn’t a big deal.

I, however, couldn’t stop feeling as if it was a big deal. The two of them always had a close relationship, obviously not as close as Druig and I, but it did nothing to stop the small pangs of jealousy I felt whenever I saw them together.

Druig sensed how I started to feel so he gave my knee a loving squeeze, his voice suddenly coming through my mind.

You have nothing to worry about my love.

My eyes snapped over towards him. As comforting as those words were, I was more upset at the way he spoke them.

“You said you wouldn’t do that anymore,” I reminded him.

Centuries ago, he would always speak into my mind, and I loved our own private conversations. But after some time, it began to mess with my own mind. My powers began acting haywire, which caused me to become severely hurt in a battle against a Deviant.

Ajak chalked it up to since the two of us used our mind solely for our powers, that the extra control interfered so Druig promised he would stop. That was three thousand years ago and my mind felt stronger now so maybe it wouldn’t affect me the same way.

I won’t do it again, well after this time.

I couldn’t help but smirk at his voice.

The plane cruised through the clouds, bringing us closer and closer to our destination, and I allowed my body to relax in a much needed rest. Being by Thena’s side last night, I didn’t sleep even for more than an hour. Darkness took over, my head falling onto Druig’s shoulder.

Red took over my vision as I felt myself floating in air, surrounded by the blackness of space. I looked up and gasped at the large face in front of me, almost as if I was staring at a mountain. Six holes in its face, three on each side, and my hands shook in fear.

“Arishem,” I shuddered.

“Y/N, it’s an honor to finally talk to you.”

I shook my head, confused. “But how? Sersi has the sphere.

“Your mind is such a powerful gift. It’s unfortunate that you haven’t tapped into your full potential yet.”

“I still don’t understand,” I rambled.

“You and Druig cannot connect your minds with the others. The power alone might kill you.”

“What, how do you know what we’re planning on doing?”

“I know everything that the Eternals are doing. I created you all.”

My eyes blinked rapidly, trying to process his words. I still had no idea how I was talking to him but thought that it was only because I was dreaming.

“What did you mean it would kill me? How?”

“You and Druig are meant to be one, connected the moment you two were created. Any other involvement from minds not strong like yours can be catastrophic.”

“How? How can it kill me?!” I bellowed up to him, angry that he wasn’t giving me the answer I had been seeking.

I sat up in my seat with a start, a loud gasp falling from my lips. My chest rose and fell with each deep breath I swallowed, trying to gather my surroundings. I was back on the plane and had seven sets of eyes staring at me, one of them more worried than the others.

“Hey, it’s alright. It was only a dream.”

Druig was rubbing soothing circles on my back, trying to calm my erratic breathing.

But was it a dream? Or was I actually speaking with Arishem?

“I don’t know if it was,” I voiced my concern.

“What are you talking about?” Ikaris questioned.

With a shaky breath, I explained to them what I had just experienced. It felt too real to be a dream, but I knew that if I didn’t have the sphere, I couldn’t possess the powers to talk to Arishem.

“Are you sure it was real?” Kingo asked.

I shrugged. “I have no idea. It felt so real, the fear I felt standing in front of him.”

Sprite squinted her eyes at me. “How do we know that you’re not making it up?”

My own eyes sliced into her. “Why the fuck would I make something like this up?”

“I mean, you were never Ajak’s favorite. You and Druig went against her wishes many times so this could be a way at getting back at Sersi since Ajak chose her.”

I was quick on my feet, ready to attack. A tray that had previously held cups for our drinks flew towards Sprite but missed by an inch when Druig’s arms wrapped around my waist and lifted me into the air. He carried me to the back of the plane, pressing my body against the wall and with both hands on either side of my face, he forced me to look at him.

“Take a breath.”

“I’m going to kill her,” I seethed while struggling in his grasp.

He tightened his hold on my face. “Take. A. Breath.”

The voice in my head was quiet but enough to calm my anger immediately.

Druig searched my eyes and when I nodded, letting him know that I was calm, he turned to look over his shoulder to the others.

“We need to think of another plan,” he informed.

I tried to protest but he snapped back over to me, worry etched across the skin of his face. “I’m not letting you do something that could kill you, Y/N. This isn’t worth it.”

“We don’t have another plan,” Sersi said. “Not to mention the time to think of one.”

Druig took a step towards her but I grasped onto his hips, locking him in place. Tears welled in my eyes because I didn't want this to happen. We were unsure if it was true what Arishem had said but in the midst of uncertainty, my words began to create chaos among the Eternals.

Thena realized how upset I was becoming as I desperately tried to keep Druig calm so her quiet voice spoke up. “We’ll find another way.”

She nodded towards Druig to reassure him. “We will.”

“Ya better because I’m not allowing her to kill herself for Seri’s pleasure,” Druig spat while storming into the other part of the plane.

The door slammed behind him which caused me to jump and I let out a shaky breath. With hands stuffed into the back of my pocket, I sauntered back to my previous spot and sank low into the seat.

Everyone else steered clear from me for the rest of the flight except Thena who causally sat next to me, hand softly placed on my arm.

#druig and reader #druig #druig angst #druig oneshot #druig eternals #druig fic #marvel eternals #the eternals #druig x reader #druig smut #druig fanfiction #druig fluff #druig x you

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falcqns · 2 years

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Is there anyway you can do a fluff one shot on drukarri(druig and Makarri) x little! Reader.

𝐛𝐞𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐦𝐚𝐦𝐚

✰ 𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: daddy!Druig x little!Reader x mama!Makarri

✰ 𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: you make your mama a picture.

✰ 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: MDLG, DDLG, fluff.

✰ 𝐚/𝐧: thank you for the request, and i hope you enjoy!

you hummed to yourself as you heard your daddy, Druig, enter the play room where you were colouring a picture for your mama. he crouched down next to you, rubbed your back, and kissed the side of your head.

"hello, my beautiful princess." he said lowly, making you giggle. "what are you making?"

"a picture f' Mama." you said, showing him the picture you were colouring. Druig smiled, his hand tracing your spine.

"what a little artist you are." he commented as you signed your name on the bottom. "do you want to go and show Mama?" he asked, and you nodded.

he smiled, lifted you up, and carried you into the living room, where your Mama, Makarri, was sitting on the couch, reading a thick book that had definitely seen better days.

he sat you on the couch next to her, and the movement of the couch alerted Makkari to your presence. she placed the book down, and smiled at you.

'hello princess,' she signed, making you smile. 'what do you have there?' she asked, and you handed her the picture.

'it is you, Mama.' you signed back, and she smiled, tears coming to her eyes as she took in the picture, Druig sitting down next to you.

'thank you, my sweet girl. i love it.' she responded, and you giggled. she moved the book to the coffee table, and tugged you onto her lap. you laid your head on her chest, and listened to her heart beat, and Druig sandwiched you between him and Makkari.

you sighed, wiggling slightly, before you felt your Mama's hands running through your hair.

#druig x reader #druig x little!reader #makkari x druig #makkari x you #makkari x reader #drakkari #drakkari x you #drakkari x y/n #drakkari x little!Reader

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inklore · 2 years

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Please write a smut thing with druig, makarri, and reader I beg you

oh it’s coming my dear friend, it’s coming!

i have some wonderful face riding filth that the amazing @greenorangevioletgrass has given me inspo for, basically makkari and the reader use druig for their pleasure 😌

and then i have this apartment au/roomies series planned with them where it’s going to be high sexual tension, with a dozen cute and chaotic moments, like y’all are going to be eating well on the drukkari x reader train!

#i just have to finish this damn ikaris x druig thing lmaosjsj #druig #druig x reader x makkari #makkari #drukkari #▸ laur answers

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chiefdirector · 2 years

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Can you do a makkari x reader? Fluff and and humourous 9 ty❤︎

Intoxicated | Makkari | MCU

I wasn't sure which fluff you wanted so I did just humour 9 (you have a really pretty face)

Humans had developed throughout the ages, learning and creating as they go. They found pleasures in life's simplest moments and when they couldn't, they found their own aids to make life more enjoyable.

These pleasures, as grand as they may be, can have adverse effects, especially of you don't indulge often and grow somewhat intolerant towards them.

Makkari rarely consumed alcohol, her metabolism had brunt through it awfully quick and the taste wasn't something she was overly fond off. The other Eternals often teased her for it, so when (Y/N) approached Phastos with a plan to create a substance which could fight Makkari's metabolism for a few hours, he leapt at the opportunity. (Y/N) wishes he didn't

You have to go to bed love, (Y/N) signed, rolling her eyes at her girlfriend.

You have a really pretty face, Makarri signed back, as she flopped into a chair, Do you find my face pretty?

Yes, but not pretty enough to sway me. Bed. Now.

Makkari huffed, Why?

Because you need to sleep this off, whilst I make sure Phastos never makes any more. Ever.

Fine, Makarri stumbled up, beginning to walk off to bed before she turned back to face (Y/N). I love you.

I love you too, (Y/N) signed back, hiding her smile before heading off to pour the rest of Makkari's drink away.

Masterlist | Buy me a coffee?

REQUESTS ARE OPEN

#the eternals #eternals #makkari x reader #makkari #makkari imagine #makkari oneshot #chiefdirector #marvel #request #marvel cinematic universe #mcu #mudiiroset

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bloodwrittenballad · 2 years

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On The Outside Looking Through |Drukarri x Gn!Reader

Summary: Reader is in love with both Makkari and Druig, but they don’t know it.

Warnings: Angst, all i know is heartache, Drukarri is together but R isn’t with them. Not proofread or edited. Read part two here

Requested: No. I’m just sad. Requests open tho.

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You sat alone, in the kitchen of Phastos’ beautiful home, a cup of tea nestled in your hands. The heat of the ceramic warmed your body up, but it certainly didn’t do much for your spirits. Your eyes, tired and heavy, moved over to where you saw into the living room perfectly, your gaze immediately on the group of lovers. You felt so out of place there, in a house so full of happiness.

Phastos and his husband, along with Druig and Makkari, all sat together on the couch, watching a movie as they held gently to their respective partner. Your heart ached the longer you looked at them, at the beautiful woman and the man who even though you’ve known for thousands of years, was still a somewhat of a mystery to, despite being best of friends.

Friends… That’s all you were. Just friends. They were your two best friends, the people who were always there for you, the people who you trusted more than anything, the people you were in complete in love with. They were just your friends, all while they were so much more to each other. They were in love, and you were just on the outside looking through, hoping you’d find a doorway to where you so desperately wanted to be. In their hearts.

You forced yourself to tear your eyes away from the scene when you saw Druig press a sweet kiss to the side of Makkari’s face, the cup in your hands no longer appealing to you as dread filled your stomach. It felt so pathetic, being jealous of their relationship, all because you weren’t able to be apart of it. Apart of the stolen kisses and early morning smiles, to the late night conversations and cuddles.

The longer you sat there in your self loathing and pitiful state, the more you felt guilty and ashamed. You shouldn’t be thinking that way, shouldnt look at them like that. They were your best friends, nothing more. They were in a relationship together, and you were not apart of it, even if you longed to be.

As you set the now rinsed mug in the sink, you tried to fight the tears that pounded at the door. Now was probably the time to retire to bed for the night, before you broke down in the kitchen over something as ridiculous as your unrequited love for your two best friends.

“I’m heading to bed now,” you spoke softly to the four that sat in the living room, faces illuminated by the blue glow of the tv. All looked up to where you stood, and right away both Druig and Makkari could sense something wasnt right.

“Are you sure, y/n dear?” Druig asked, “your favorite movie is on, why don’t you stay a little and watch it with us!” Makkari signed. “We can make room for you by us,” they both said. As tempting as the offer was, you wouldn’t be able to last sitting next to them, feeling their warmth radiating and not be able to snuggle them in the way you so wish you could.

“Uh maybe another time,” your voice was light and high, a telltale sign to the two people closest to you that something was upsetting you. “Thank you for the invitation, though,” you gave the group a small smile that passed of as genuine to Phastos and his husband, but Druig and Makkari saw right through.

Seconds later you bid your final goodnight and headed up the stairs, leaving behind two very concerned Eternals, who looked at each other with expressions that let the other knew they were on the exact same page.

They would get to the bottom of whatever was bothering you tonight and all the other days you’d been so off, and they weren’t gonna stop until it was figured out. Because that’s what you do when you love someone. And they did. They loved you. In more ways than you or anyone else ever knew.

#drukarri imagine #drukarri x reader #eternals x reader #eternals imagine #druig imagine #druig x reader #makarri imagine #makarri x reader #x reader #reader insert #fanfic

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bloodwrittenballad · 2 years

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We’ve Got You | Drukarri x Gn!Reader

Summary: Reader is hurt during battle, leading to very worried partners and cuddles afterwards

Warnings: Slight violence and angst, blood and injuries but nothing serious, cute and protective drukarri, lots of fluff <3 not proofread.

Requested: No, just something cute I thought of :) But, requests are open if you’d like to submit one!!

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It all happened so fast. One minute you were busy helping the village folk with their gardening, using your powers to help manipulative the growth of the many different types of vegetation. Ajak had scolded you multiple times for it before, saying that humans needed to do it on their own in order to maintain their progression, but you couldn’t help it! You loved the smiles and happy giggles of the children as greenery grew right under your fingertips. You didn’t disobey often, but in moments like this you couldn’t resist.

The village and your fellow Eternals had all gathered outside today to attend the many different needs, some doing chores and others taking strolls with their lovers as they basked in the beautiful sunny day. Speaking of lovers, yours had decided to stop by and check on you as you tilled dirt with your hands “Y/n, our beautiful flower.” Druig greeted you, crouching down gently and carefully to avoid ruining any of your hardwork. “How are you,” Makkari signed with a smile on her face.

You looked happily at your lovers, brushing the dirt off your hands as Druig lent you his to help you stand up and properly embrace the two who had captured your heart. “Been busy, but it’s a beautiful day so who am I to ever complain.” You spoke softly as the three of you walked alongside each other now, making small talk and catching each other up on how the day was going for all of you. It was nice, being with your lovers on such a calm and beautiful day.

You wished it could stay like that forever, just you and your lovers immersed in each other. However, within a matter of seconds, the peaceful day turned into yet another brawl as Deviants began their vicious attack on the village people. Screams of horror soon filled the air, the once happy atmosphere now dreadful as the other Eternals launched into the intense battle.

“Y/n, Druig, stay safe.” Makkari had signed hurriedly before she ran to help. You looked at Druig, who had already been looking at you. “Be careful out there, my heart.” Druig dropped your hand, which he had been holding gently, before readying himself to defend the humans against the Deviants once more. You looked around you at the chaos, the screams and shouts of villagers as they and and your teammates as they fought hard.

You wasted no more time standing there, diving head first into the fight. Deviants prowled the village, their monstrous figures stalking around you as you helped a mother and her daughter get to safety. “Go, go!” You waved them off, frantically. They looked back at you, thankfulness in their eyes, as they took to their place of shelter. Your eyes stuck on them until they disappeared from your sight, and breathed out a big sigh of relief that they’d be safe.

Unfortunately for you, you hadn’t noticed one of the last few Deviants left as it pounced. A gasp of pain left your lips as blood soon seeped from the tear in your abdomen, but there wasn’t much time to dwell in the hurt you felt before you got into fighting mode. The creature was far more difficult to fend off in your injured state, but you held up your own well enough.

Sooner rather than later though, the blood loss had increased, and so had the count of injuries. Swipe after swipe of the Deviants claw left you well marked, sure to leave scars later on. Your body grew tired and weak as it went on, and the want for rest starting to weigh down on you as your defense slacked. Luckily for you, two certain someone’s popped in just in time

“Y/n!” Druig yelled, voice full of worry as Makarri held you. The Deviant had been finished off, thanks to him, but considering you did most of the work against it it didn’t take long for the beast to go down. “Ajak, help!” Druig shouted, his hand resting on your cheek gently. “You’re gonna be okay,” Makkari told you, tears in her eyes. “We’ve got you. We’ve got you.” Your lovers cooed to you, as Ajak worked on healing your injuries.

“There you are, y/n, all better now.” Ajak spoke softly to you, and motioned for Druig and Makarri to help you up. “Get them inside now, they to need rest.” Ordered the Prime Eternal. Your lovers wasted no time in doing so, taking you back to the living quarters you three shared together. You yawned immediately upon entering the bedroom, Druig and Makkari gently placing you on the bed as they looked at you softly.

You knew you scared them today, when they found your injured form in the midst of attack. It felt awful, knowing that the two you loved more than anything must’ve been worried out of their minds over you. Guilt at the thought almost ate you alive, but Druig and his damn mind reading was quick to reassure you. “We’re just relieved you’re okay, dear. You did give us quite the scare, but you’re okay now and that’s all that matters.” He told you gently, taking your hand in his and kissing it, knowing the gesture would help you feel better. “Just rest now, y/n.” Makkari said, “you need it after everything.”

You nodded and smiled gratefully at your loving and attentive partners. “I think some cuddles would definitely do me some good too,” you spoke cheekily, giving the two your infamous puppy eyes. “Well then, who are we to deny you something so important to your recovery,” teased Druig as he and Makkari settled in bed, you in between them as they held you gently. The three of you soon fell asleep in a tangle of limbs, warmth and love surrounding you and keeping you protected.

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Sunday Mornings | Drukarri x Gn!Reader

Summary: Sunday mornings are spent making breakfast with your lovers

Warnings: Fluff, happy domestic life, just nice n soft. I got some real angst coming up in the next few days, so enjoy this while you can bc the pain train is comin.

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Sunday mornings were your favorite.

Filled with domestic bliss and happiness, as they always started the same. With you and your lovers in bed, a tangle of limbs. If it wasn’t the brightly shining sun or the chirping of birds that woke you up, it was Druig. He was always the first to rise in the morning.

He’d wake you and Makkari up gently, his voice was light and soft as he’d coo to you both and leave a kiss on both of your cheeks. Some days the action is met by sleepy grumbles, other times it was quiet giggles. No matter the reaction, he’d keep pecking you both with kisses and greet you with very charming “good morning, my doves.” It always gave you butterflies.

The three of you would then soon all get out of bed, collectively stretching and yawning your way to the kitchen, where a delicious breakfast was waiting to be made. Coffee had already been put on, thanks to Druig’s early rising. Three mugs were placed by the pot, each one had the first initial of your names on them. Makkari got them at target, along with most of your kitchen gadget. Grabbing your own mug, you filled it with the bitter liquid and added some cream.

You smiled into the first sip, the warmth and the caffeine waking you up. Now, it was time for food, your favorite part of the day. Makkari had already started on the eggs, Druig prepping the bacon. An assortment of fruits waiting to be washed and cut up laid out on the counter, so you began doing those.

Soon the kitchen smelled heavenly, the smell of freshly done bacon filled the air, the sweet scene of waffles joining as Druig started making those as well. Music played in the background, courtesy of you and the record player you got years back. Druig hummed while you swayed on your feet, Makkari smiling at the two of you while she began piling the eggs on plates.

You finished with the last strawberry, placing it in the bowl of the rest of the cut up fruit. Wiping your now slightly sticky hands off, you grabbed the bowl and set it down on the table. Then you turned around and grabbed the butter, syrup, and whatever else spreads you’d want on your food. Druig used the last of the batter and now had a tower of warm waffles ready.

The three of you all helped each other set up the rest of the table, before taking your seats. You all wore happy smiles, grateful you got to have this time with each other. Domesticity was still something that the three of you were getting used to, all those years you spent away from each other meant there was a lot to relearn in your relationship. The agreement you had made for Sunday morning breakfast was one way to help ease you back into the familiarly of one another.

It worked well, as you all had the chance to sit around and fill each other in on the things you did during the time you three spent apart. Each of you had stories to tell, memories of things you’d seen and done. You had just gotten done telling a very animated tale of an adventure you went on back in the 1980s, which left your lovers laughing happily. While you looked back on those times with funny memories, you knew that they’d never amount to memories you shared with Druig and Makkari. The ones from before the split or after, it didn’t matter. Because anytime spent with them, especially like today, would always outshine whatever else you’d done in your long life.

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The Heart Wants What It Wants | Drukarri x Gn!Reader.

Summary: The heart wants what it wants, and perhaps it’ll finally get what it desires.

Warnings: Angst, crying, swearing, R has a lil meltdown, fluff at the end, soft!concerned!drukarri, it’s kinda long, not proofread. read part 1 here

Just wanted to say a big thank you to all the love and support on the first part, it made me so happy to see. All the kindness I’ve received has just been such a dream :) I hope you all enjoy this part and that it satisfies you / makes you for the angst in part one <3

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After returning to the guest room Phastos set up for you, you lay in the bed wide awake. Sleeping on a night like this was most likely going to be impossible, and you knew that you wouldn’t be able to face Druig after everything just to ask him to help put you to sleep. So instead you held on tightly to the now tear soaked pillow, desperately wishing and pretending it was the said mind controller.

Your heart ached the more you thought of it, of being held and loved, especially by them of all people. Relationships had never been your thing, never worked out due to you being so helplessly hung up on something you knew would never happen. You sighed heavily, feeling both pathetic and sorry for yourself.

There you were, an Eternal who had saved earth and humans multiple times, letting the feeling of loneliness and pain win. It was embarrassing, and yet, you couldn’t help it. The heart wants what it wants, however yours, yours felt like it was far too battered and broken to ever get what it wanted.

Flashes of both Druig and Makkari filtered through your mind as you thought of what you truly wanted most, of what your heart desired. It was painful, but the thought of them did bring a smile to your tear stained face, as the exhaustion of crying finally lulled you into the comforting embrace of sleep.

You didn’t know it, but two certain someone’s stood outside your door, so painfully close to knocking, but deciding to wait until morning. Sleep didn’t come to them as nearly as it somehow did for you, they both lay there in bed that night with their worry for you growing by the minuet. Whatever was wrong, they just wanted to help in any way they could. They wanted the old you back, the you they loved…

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You woke up that morning still exhausted but feeling somewhat better, though you knew it most likely was not going to last long, considering you’d eventually have to go out and face the others. Face them. You really wish you could stay in bed all day, tucked in and away from everything, but you couldn’t. It was your last day staying with Phastos and his family, you owed it to them to not hideaway when you weren’t sure of the next time you’d get to see them.

Stretching and mentally preparing yourself for what the day would lay into your path once you opened the door, you grabbed the handle and took a deep breath. You hardly got the chance to step a foot outside, when two bodies pushed you back in and re shut the door behind them. There was a small click, and the realization of the scene unfolding between you set it.

You were locked in a room with the two people you weren’t sure you were going to be able to face. Now, you forced to.

You went to speak, to ask them what this was, when Druig stopped you. “What’s going on, y/n.” He asked, voice sharp and firm, but still warm. Like he always was with you. Feigning confusion, you asked dumbly, “what do you mean?” Gaining a scoff from the mind controller, and a pointed look from Makkari. “We aren’t stupid, y/n.” Makkari signed.

“You can tell us, y/n. You can tell us anything. He sounded so worried, and you hated that you caused it, but you couldn’t tell them the truth. “It’s nothing,” you said again, but unfortunately for you, the facade you had on began to crumble as your voice cracked. The two looked at you in sadness, “Y/n, dear, you’re our best friend, you don’t have to lie to us. Please, don’t lie to us.”

You wanted to. You so badly wanted to. However, his use of the word “dear” only to be followed by him calling you their best friend made your stomach drop, and suddenly you just couldn’t contain it anymore. “Enough!” You broke, “d-don’t f-fucking call me that.” You choked out in a cry. They looked at you in confusion, “call you what, dear?” Makkari said, trying to comfort you, which only made you cry harder.

“T-that! Y-you call me things like dear a-and then end it by me only being your best friend! And I-I just can’t anymore! I cant! It- It’s too much…”

Druig and Makkari both felt lost, not knowing or understanding why all of a sudden the affectionate names were now a problem. “We- we thought you liked it when we called you that, y/n.” Druig spoke, “we didn’t know it made you uncomfortable, we’re so sorry.” Makkari told you genuinely.

You hiccuped, “i-it doesn’t make me uncomfortable… it just… it..” you stopped yourself. “It what, y/n?” they both prompted you to continue. Fuck, were you really gonna say it? Inhaling the deepest breathe and exhaling, you went for it. Better to get it off your chest now and face the rejection instead of letting it fester.

“It hurts! It fucking hurts, okay!” They both went to speak, but you didn’t let them. You continued. “It rips me to pieces every time you’re both nice to me. every time you call me those sweet little names, every time you make me feel cared for! Because I know it’s not in the way I want it to be in and it hurts like hell!” You threw your arms up in the air, madly, exasperatedly, as both Makkari and Druig stood there stunned at the outburst.

The three of you stood in the room, no one saying anything as you stared at the ground and they started at you. Eventually it was Druig who broke the silence when he asked, “in what way?” You tore your tear filled gaze from your boots to look at him. “You said it hurts because we don’t care for you in the way you want us to, so tell us, what way is that?” His voice was soft, calm, not mocking like you had started to anticipate them both being after all this.

You took a deep breath, your eyes falling back to stare at the floor as you mumbled, “I want you to care for me as more than a best friend. I want you both to love me…” it was spoken so quietly that they almost didn’t understand what you said. And for a moment, you thought they didn’t. So when you went to repeat yourself, this time louder, only for two pairs of hands to gently tip your chin up to look at them both in the eyes, you knew. They heard.

Makkari and Druig looked at you with soft and loving gazes, as they gently stroked your cheeks. “Oh, y/n,” Makkari cooed, “we already do love you, we always have.” Druig said, which made your eyes light up. “Really?” you asked, you were so happy, yet you couldn’t help the small bit of doubt that lingered in you. They both must’ve sensed it, because the next thing you knew was one pair of lips was on yours, followed by another pair. “How’s that for some convincing?” Druig asked cheekily, earning a playful little push from you and Makkari, before you three leaned in once more for an embrace.

You all stood there, wrapped up together, content and happy to start this new chapter off together, like you all wanted for so long. The pain and hurt from doubt you felt all those years had been strong, but the love you felt now, would always be stronger.

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Goodnight | Drukarri X Gn!Reader

Summary: you wish you had more time…

Warnings: Oh god… I have so many apologies in advanced. Death, blood, angst galore </3

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Time.

You had more than enough of it, being an Eternal and all. Alive since the beginning of time, you’ve already done and seen so much. You’ve witnessed the lives and deaths of so many, the rage and ceasing of wars. You’ve witnessed love, and experienced it yourself.

There never had been a second thought to any of it, never been a second guess to if it would one day come to an end. As an immortal, you had seen and done so much, and you would continue to do so.

Or so you thought.

It wasn’t until this moment that you realized you were so very wrong. Turns out, being an immortal didn’t really mean much, even when it came to death. If it had, you wouldn’t be where you were now. Bleeding out in the arms of your lovers wasnt something you ever envisioned.

Why would it be? There had never been a reason to think of such dark, horrible things. But now that it was your reality, you didn’t know what to think. Seeing your dearests cry for you, mourn for what was soon coming, them trying desperately to stop your death? Yeah, that wasn’t exactly what had ever been on your radar.

And now, even in all the years you had been alive, all the timd you’d spent here on earth for over seven thousand years… you still wish you had more…

“J-just hold on, my flower,” Druig cried, as his hands, which were slick due to being covered in your blood, shook heavily where they were placed on your torso. A broken, choking sob ripped through you, the pain you felt was so intense, you just wanted it to stop. “A-Ajak will be here s-soon,” he mumbled, “j-just hold on a-a little longer.”

Druig wished he could be stronger in this moment for you, the last thing he wanted was for you to see him like this. If this were to be your last moments, he wanted to be there for you, to tell you all the things he adores you for. However, as much as be tried, only broken sobs and stuttered words left him.

“Shhh,” your left hand, which was free, reached up to rest on his tear stained cheek. Makkari, who was holding desperately on to your other hand, hadn’t taken her eyes off of yours since she fell to her knees when she found you in this position. “I-It’s okay, m-my loves…” your voice was so soft, so quiet, as the gleam in your eyes dimmed by the second. “P-please, stay s-strong, keep e-each other s-safe.”

Just like Druig had been second ago when he was speaking, your words came out stuttered. Only, for entirely different reasons. While his was because of his tears, yours were because with each word you said, death loomed closer, and your eyes grew heavier. They both noticed it, the way you phased in and out.

“No, no, no, my heart, please!” Druig cried, “please, just- just a l-little longer!” He begged, begged you to open your eyes. You did, ever so slightly. It was blurry, but you could still see the pain on both of they’re faces. “I’m tired…” you sighed helplessly, their hearts breaking. Ajak was still no were near. They knew, they knew what was coming and yet… it didn’t make their next words to you any easier.

“It’s okay, sunshine…” Makkari signed, “it’s okay to go to sleep,” she smiled sadly. “Its okay, we’ve got you,” Druig heartbrokenly sighed. “Y-you can let go.” They both assured you. “You can- we’ll look after you. Rest now, our heart.” You smiled hazily, the bloody loss and being so close to the end was warping your mind.

“Will you b-be there when I-I wake up?” You coughed, the sound wet and weak. “Y-Yeah,” Druig said, “of course we will be.” Makkari finished. “Promise.” They both said it, and looked at each other with tears in your eyes, before their gaze drifted back down to you.

“Mm, okay…” you sighed tiredly, as your head nestled closer into Makkari’s warm lap. “G-goodnight,” you breathed out, forgetting it would be your last. And just like that, you were gone. “Goodnight, our heart.” Druig cried out, Makkari’s other hand clutching his hand now desperately as well. “We love you, beautiful. We always will. Rest easy…”

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No More Hiding | Drukarri x Gn!Reader

Summary: The relationship between the three of you has been a secret from the others for years now. Or… so you all thought.

Warnings: Fluff, mentions of sneaking around, secret hiding, fear of an unsupportive/judgmental family, suggestive content, innuendos, mentions of sex, swear words, not proofread or edited.

*Note* okay but I really liked this one I think it’s so funny and cute, I hope you enjoy it too! Lemme if you do!! And feel free to send a request if you have one!!

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It was never like you wanted to keep your relationship a secret. In fact, if you three could all be out in the open, you would be. However, being a throuple, you all knew the possible backlash you could receive from the other Eternals. Thus leading to the decision to stay quiet about your relationship. It wasn’t ideal, not being able to express your love for them freely, but keeping your love safe from judgement was more important to you than holding their hands in public.

It got easier over time, keeping it secret. The three of you worked around those who didn’t know of your arrangement, as you only kept kissed and pet names for when you were all in complete and utter privacy. Even then though, there were still days were one of you would slip up and almost completely out what the three of you had.

Like the time you had accidentally said “baby” in front of the other Eternals, and both your lovers turned around expectingly. Or like the time Druig playfully slapped your butt around everyone else, and it was both a mixture of confused and disgusted facial expressions, as Makkari sat there trying not to burst out with a laugh.

You had all managed to come up with excuses for those types of moments, claiming they were either pranks to make the others uncomfortable or that it was just because you three were such close friends. For the most part it worked, convincing them that there was nothing else further than friendship between the three of you. At least… so you thought.

Turns out they all knew. They had for a while. Which now, in this exact moment, would’ve been great to know, considering you felt like you were about to die from embarrassment after being walked in on while all three of you were in the middle of a particularly compromising position. Oh, you were screwed, and not in the way you wanted.

“Wait a second,” Druig started, looking half close to bitch slapping someone. After being walked in on by Sprite - the poor, now traumatized kid - she quickly realized the scene that had begun unfolding in front of her and left the room. Minuets of pacing around your shared room, a knock sounded on the door and the sweet voice of Sersi called out to ask if you three could talk. You already knew what it was going to be about, but agreed regardless.

The mood you three had worked up on was ruined anyways, might as well just rip the bandaid off now and tell the truth. Leading you to this exact moment, where your boyfriend was speaking quite passively. “You knew all this time and yet, you didn’t let us know?” Druig concluded, obviously annoyed.

“Well, yes,” It was Serisi who spoke. “We respected you guys and didn’t want to pressure you to tell us until you were ready.” Phastos exclaimed. You shared a look around the room, and then at your partners. “Well,” you said chirpily, “at least we don’t have to keep sneaking around!” To that, your lovers nodded, though Druig still looked unhappy that it had been known and no one said anything. Though you also didn’t miss the other look on his face, the look of relief that everyone accepted what you three had.

“Yeah, I guess you’re right,” Druig spoke, “Now I get to kiss you both in public.” He said, giving you and Makkari cheeky winks. You and Makkari smiled big and bashfully, all while the others in the room had made faces. “Okay just because it’s known that we know and are cool with it, doesn’t mean we need to see your make out sessions,” Said Kingo. “Agreed. Just because we know you’ve been doing it in private for the last couple thousand years, doesn’t mean we wanna see it ourselves now that you’re going public.”Spoke Sprite, who still looked very grossed out by what she’d almost seen before this conversation.

“Sure, sure, whatever,” you three waved off. “Speaking of which,” you hopped off where you had been sitting on the counter and grabbed both your lovers hands, tugging them along. “Now that we’ve got this settled, shall we continue you where we left off?” Smirks grew on both of their faces as they let you lead the way back to your room, the chorus’s of “ew’s” following you all the way until you made it back to privacy.

This time, locking the door so there’d be no further interruptions. “Well,” Makkari signed and smiled slightly in leftover embarrassment, “that’s one way to come out.” Druig and yourself laughed and agreed. It might’ve not been the most conventional way, or the way you wanted your relationship to be fully out there, but at least now you could hold their hands without hiding, and that’s all that mattered.

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