#druig x woc!reader

[wickeddruig]

love watching druig knock sprite’s annoying ass over the head with a rock in 4k again

[jasontoddswhitestreak]

gold rush | 5

GRIEVING FOR THE LIVING

pairing: druig x eternal!reader

summary: in which druig found himself falling for the gentle soul who was also known as the goddess of human love and flowers.

warnings: this series will include major spoilers for eternals. angst, descriptions of blood and injuries, slight fluff.

word count: 3.6k

a/n: sorry for going afk for a month :( I’ve had writers block and have been struggling with a lot lately </3 I’ll try get chapters out whenever I can! not spell checked so I’ll probably rewrite this later on

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Flames enveloped their homes.

She could practically feel heat flicker against her skin almost as if she stood next to the flames. It was torture. To hear the screams of pain, to hear the people she promised to protect die in pain, die fighting with one another.

It wasn’t her battle, she reminded herself about Ajax's words.

It was years later since she had returned to her family, once again defeating deviants side by side with those she loved.

Phastos with his powerful wit and even stronger dedication to help others.

Thena and her fierce determination, the only Eternal to truly listen to her thoughts and self doubt when no one else would.

Gilgamesh who was created to defend and protect, the same person she’d go to when she wanted a shoulder to lay on.

Sprite with her energetic personality that could fill a room with laughter.

Kingo and his strong sense of self confidence, who helped her find something similar within herself.

Ajax, the only eternal to have the ability to not only heal the body, but heal the mind with her soothing words and comforting embrace.

Sweet Makkari, who can run faster than the speed of sound but would slow down to be with the people she loves.

Ikaris, who although made it difficult to get to know him, made up for it with his unwavering faith and loyalty towards those he cared for.

Sersi who managed to turn Ikaris’ heart from stone into gold without her powers of matter manipulation.

And Druig.

Heavens, she could talk about him for hours.

He was like a storm, unexpected, loud. Falling for him was as if falling from the skies until your bones crushed and she hated it. The aching need in her soul to feel his touch, clutching onto the feeling she felt of their fingers intertwined on that starry night hundreds of years ago.

How she hesitated to let go, to pull away from him. She was drawn to him and couldn’t do anything to stop it.

“Where are the others?” Ajax questioned the few Eternals that surrounded her whilst Makkari and Thena made their way to the group.

A handful of Eternals were scattered across the globe, in an attempt to wipe out the remaining deviants that prowled the earth. The forest they currently stood in was illuminated by the flickering flames of the buildings nearby, muffled sounds of pain and death as she attempted to focus on the people in front of her.

It’s just a forest, she thought.

It should be the place she’d feel the most herself given her abilities with nature but she couldn’t help the need to go to the villagers and help them, it was as if she had an itch she couldn’t scratch, it took everything in her power to stop her from helping those who needed her help.

She watched helplessly as they massacred one another, sounds of bullets cutting through the air before piercing someone’s flesh. The smell of death continued to strengthen as flesh was torn, blood splattered onto the ground and was soaked up by the dirt. She swore she felt the forest around her cry out helplessly begging for her to stop the damage that had been done as if the forest itself had been wounded.

She had built a bond with the very Earth she stood on, becoming one with the oceans, skies, and the roots in the ground that held onto the trees tightly, keeping them grounded. She’d continue to longingly look at the crowd, unable to heal the feeling of her heart being torn into two, the goddess of human love reduced to nothing.

She had failed them.

She had failed the little girl she’d sworn to protect the first time she stood on this very earth.

She hadn’t realised she wasn’t the only eternal to feel the same way.

“This isn’t war, it’s genocide!” Druig spat out in anger, fingers curled into a fist as he attempted to contain his emotions.

“Their weapons have become too deadly.” Druig paused, glancing at Phastos before continuing his rant, shrugging off Ajax’s grip on his arm. “Maybe it wasn’t such a good idea helping them advance.” Druig suggested, wanting to pinpoint the blame on someone. He glanced at every Eternal that listened to his words, cautiously avoiding her gaze.

He had to blame something, someone. Because it wasn’t fair, it wasn’t fair to him to have the abilities to stop the brutal murders from occurring, only to be instructed to sit back and watch mankind kill themselves.

He mourned, he mourned those who had already been killed and those who soon will be, simply because he couldn’t save them. Druig’s grief weighed down on his shoulders, within a blink of an eye he could have all these people under his will, there would be no more fighting, no more war.

No more killing.

It trapped him, he hated feeling helpless. He despised knowing he had the power to solve everything but couldn’t, why would Arishem force him to experience such torture?

She stayed silent as the two bickered, incapable of staring at anything but the massacre in front of her.

When will all the killing end? She thought.

“It’s too late.” Thena interrupted, voice lacking emotion.

“Thena?” She reached out to grab Thena’s hand to gain her attention, standing beside the Eternal.

“You okay?” She asked, softly.

“Everyone is going to die.” Thena’s monotonous voice stated.

Thena’s eyes flickered a shade of gold before turning white, she could barely acknowledge the weapon Thena conjured until it was aimed at her. Blade piercing into her skin without warning, she gasped in shock, clutching her open wound as she felt her clothes soak up the blood that began to seep through.

Thena twisted the weapon in her hand, once again aiming for the Eternal. Within seconds the injured Eternal found herself laying on the ground, far away from the group. Makkari gently laid her down in a way to avoid the wound before speeding away back to stop Thena from hurting the rest of the group. She winced as she put pressure on the bloodied wound, attempting to sit up as she heard hurried footsteps make their way towards her, Sersi had rushed her way towards the Eternal and helped her up as Ajax attempted to stop Thena.

It was sudden. The blade that went through Ajax before Gilgamesh appeared.

He was the only one that would be able to put up a fight with her. If Thena was created to destroy, then Gilgamesh was created to protect. They kept each other in balance, matching the other’s moves perfectly, always in harmony.

If people were truly destined to be with another person, names written in the stars before you were ever born. Then Thena and Gilgamesh must’ve been the product of that, soulmates.

Made for one another.

Ajax hurriedly made her way towards the injured Eternals, attempting to heal them before more became injured. She graciously thanked Ajax as she felt her wound heal itself. If it wasn’t for the blood on her clothes, no one would’ve known she had just been stabbed.

“Are they okay?” Kingo breathed out, exhausted from the running as he made his way to the trio. Ajax nodded in response before their attention made its way back to the couple.

“Thena please, come back to us.” Gilgamesh begged. She could just about hear, before the fight continued once again, the glow of Thena’s weapons illuminated the small section of the forest that they stood in.

A loud thud was heard before Thena fell to the ground.

It was a while later, the Eternals found themselves surrounded by a table that Thena laid on, staring at the Eternal in grief.

Almost as if they were mourning, grieving for someone who is still here.

They waited anxiously for her to regain consciousness.

“I thought Mahd Wy’ry was a myth.” Sersi whispered after Ajax explained what had happened to Thena.

She was leaning against the wall, next to Druig who stood with his arms crossed, a stoic impression on his face as he listened to the conversation. She knew that although he hadn’t said anything, his mind must be racing. Ajax continued to heal the rest of the Eternals from the injuries that were just obtained.

“There is no cure, so no one really talks about it.” Phastos explained, glancing back at Thena despairingly.

Seconds later, Thena awoke.

“What happened?” She croaked.

“Thena, you attacked everyone.” Ajax began, cautiously approaching Thena.

The quieter Eternal spoke up from beside Druig.

“You wounded Phastos and I, and nearly killed Makkari.” She explained softly before Ajax continued to speak, looking at Thena apologetically.

Thena looked around, panicked. Her eyes fell to the way Phastos clutched the side of his torso where the injury was, she could see the blood on his clothes as well as Makkaris, shaking her head in disbelief.

“I don’t- I don’t remember.”

“You have Mahd Wy’ry, your mind is fracturing under the weight of your memories.” Ajax paused briefly, laying a hand on Thena’s shoulder in an attempt to comfort her.

“All I can do is erase them so that you can start over. I will have to inform Arishem and take you back to the ship where we have the technology to help you.” She continued, voice softening as she explained the process.

Makkari interrupted, stating that Thena wouldn’t be herself anymore if that happened.

“What if it happens again? She could’ve killed you, she could’ve killed all of us.” Kingo argued, recalling how just an hour ago a majority of the Eternals were injured and bleeding at the hands of Thena.

“Please.” Thena begged.

“Please, I- I want to remember, I want to remember my life.” She pleaded, eyes glistening with the tears that began to fall.

As Ajax continued to comfort Thena, she couldn’t help but let her eyes gaze outside, the flames that still burned, hours later. It was difficult for her to tune out the cries for help from the villagers below.

She recalled Ajax’s words from years ago.

“Their fate is now in your hands.”

How can they let the humans continue to kill each other? they were brought to Earth to protect them. She suddenly recalled the conversation she had with Druig weeks ago.

“According to Sprite, they’ve now begun to call me the Goddess of human love and flowers.” She let out a laugh. Druig stood beside her, amusement written on his face as she created flower crowns without using her abilities. She sat against the window of the Domo on the ledge beside it.

He watched as her fingers fumbled with the flowers before taking one out of her grasp, she jokingly rolled her eyes in return, shaking her head.

“They’ve begun to call you Antheia, you know.” He chuckled softly, ocean blue eyes staring out of the window, admiring the view below the domo whilst gently twirling the stem in between his calloused fingers.

She was in awe of his every move, breathing him in as if she’d blink and he’d suddenly disappear. Her eyes fell to his hands remembering the way his hand moulded into hers when their fingers intertwined on that unforgettable night.

She yearned to reach out and hold his hand once more, rushing to move her gaze to somewhere else as she realized he had said something.

“What?” She questioned “But that’s not even close to my true name?” Gazing at him in confusion, eyebrows furrowed as she watched his fingers brush against the individual petals.

She watched as he carefully traced the edges of the petals, so gentle that one wouldn’t assume that he is the same Eternal that can control the minds of thousands.

“It means flower, my love. Personally I think it’s quite fitting.” He paused, handing the flower to her, fingers grazing against her own, an unreadable expression on his face.

“Wouldn’t you agree?”

Druig suddenly spoke, snapping her out of her thoughts.

“Why should she trust you?” He questioned, beginning to make this way to the doorway. “You’re asking her to let you erase who she is.”

“Druig, I know you’re upset but-” Ajax was cut off.

“Upset?” He spat out in disbelief, she glanced at the two, wondering whether she should intervene.

“We’ve trusted you for 7,000 years and look where you’ve gotten us.” He exclaimed.

The Eternals watched in silence, wondering what was about to occur.

“I’ve watched humans destroy each other when I could stop it all in a heartbeat. Do you know what that does to someone after centuries?”

Yes, she wanted to answer.

“Could our mission have been a mistake? Are we really helping these people build a better world?” Druig questioned.

She saw tears escape from his eyes before he quickly turned away to face the outside, the flames continued to burn as humans continued to kill each other. The distant sounds of helpless screaming became deafening as the room fell into silence.

“We’re just like the soldiers down there.” Druig scoffed, back facing the rest of the Eternals.

“Pawns to their leaders, blinded by loyalty.”

“It ends now.” Druig demanded.

Within seconds the screaming stopped, she could just about hear the sound of metal dropping onto the ground as the soldiers silenced.

Then Druig was forcefully pushed against the wall by Ikaris, not phased by his Ikaris’ anger.

“Let them go.” Ikaris demanded.

“You’re going to have to make me.” Druig cockily responded.

“Druig’s right.” She whispered, causing all eyes to fall on her.

“What?” Ikaris questioned in disbelief.

She made her way towards the doorway, glancing at Ajax.

“The day we arrived here you told me something I never forgot. That their fate is in our hands now.” She pointed at the people below in emphasis.

“Since then I’ve wondered, if their fate is in our hands why are we told to sit still and watch as they kill one another?” She questioned, voice wavering as she swallowed her emotions, she couldn’t allow herself to cry now.

“How can you instruct us to be idle as humanity destroys itself? Maybe we aren’t the heroes we’ve been painted out to be.” She concluded, anxiously glancing around the room to see her family look at her in disbelief, in disappointment.

The tears began to fall.

Ikaris towered over Druig, hands balled into a fist before Ajax interrupted.

“Stop.” Ajax demanded, pulling Ikaris’ hand off Druig, Ikaris backed off, walking away from Druig.

“If you want to stop me, you’re going to have to kill me.” Druig announced stoically, before turning his back on the Eternals and walking down the steps and away from the rest of the Eternals. The villagers waited for him at the end of the steps, parting for him as he made his way through the crowd, before following him into the depths of the forest.

She held her breath as she watched him walk away, unable to pull her eyes away until his figure disappeared in the distance, glancing back at the rest of the Eternals she let out a shaky breath, hands trembling as she realised what had happened.

Druig is gone.

He left.

She couldn’t bring herself to move her body, she wanted to leave, to follow him, her body stuck in the place near the doorway. Half inside the room and the other outside of the doorway her arm brushing against Ajax’s as Ajax made her way to the centre of the room.

“I’ll watch over Thena, let her keep her memories.” Gilgamesh decided.

“One day when she attacks you, you might have to kill her.” Ajax simply stated. Gilgamesh glanced over at Thena, eyes gazing into her own, smiling softly before looking back at Ajax.

“We’ll take that chance.”

There was a somber pause in the room, the sounds of the flames from outside could be heard as the room stood in silence.

“You may all go.” Ajax pronounced, causing all eyes to look at her in disbelief.

“The deviants are gone, there is no reason for you to stay with me.”

“Shouldn’t you ask Arishem first?” Ikaris intervened.

“I didn’t ask you for your advice, Ikaris.” Ajax interrupted.

Ajax glanced around the room solemnly.

“This is where we say goodbye, you are free to go and live a life for yourselves, not as soldiers.”

“One day, when we see each other again, I want you to tell me what you’ve found.” Ajax admitted softly.

She couldn’t tell how long she’s been treading for.

It must’ve been a while, she assumed, due to the ache in her legs, but she couldn’t stop.

As soon as the rest of the Eternals parted ways she found herself aimlessly walking, stuck in the thoughts in her head as she made her way through the forest.

Her family was split up.

She was free to live her own life, no longer a soldier who’s self-worth depended on her special abilities.

She replayed the moments in her head, forcing herself to relive the moment the Eternals split up and Druig left.

Forcing herself to remember the disappointment written on their faces as she agreed to what Druig had said, she had only said how she felt yet they were disappointed in her.

She hadn’t realized she’d stumble upon the same villagers Druig walked away with, glancing up in confusion as she had bumped into someone. In front of her was a crowd, a crowd that were eerily silent, navigating their way through the forest in the dark with ease.

“Druig…” she muttered in realisation, attempting to force herself through the crowd to get to the front, she had to see him. She grunted as she pushed past the crowds, wanting to apologise for shoving past only to realise they wouldn’t hear as she recognised the gold glow of their eyes.

“Druig!” She called out as she saw his figure in the sea of bodies, he froze, which allowed her to make her way to him. Druig turned as he heard her footsteps rushing towards him, he could recognise her just by the way she walked towards him.

She was exhausted, wanting nothing more but to lay down, but she forced herself to sped up as Druig made his way towards her.

She fell into his arms, body giving up due to exhaustion, body pressed against his own as he held her up.

Druig sighed in relief as his arms wrapped around her torso, eyes closed, resting his chin at the top of her head. She felt his arms tighten around her as he let out another shaky breath. She opened her mouth to speak only for the words to get stuck in her throat, he hesitantly pulled away from her to take a look at her, waiting for her to say what’s on her mind.

He couldn’t believe she was with him, she made her way to him, even after what had happened.

“You can't just- it wasn’t fair for you-” she stumbled upon her words, he nodded, unable to stop the smile appearing on his face as she stumbled over her words, pulling her back in for another embrace.

“I know.” He responded, nodding his head in response to what she had tried to say.

“I don’t think there’s anywhere I’d rather be, other than by your side.” She confessed.

Druig felt his heart stutter in his chest, wondering whether she could’ve heard his heart skip a beat as she pressed her cheek against his chest.

He wondered whether her lips tasted as sweet as the words she had just spoken to him were. He felt dizzy as he leaned away from her, watching the frown form on her face before he gently held her face in the palms of his hands, pulling her face closer towards his. Her eyes fluttered shut in realisation, he could just about see the skin beneath his fingers turn a shade of pink.

She felt his lips hesitantly hover over her own causing her patience to disappear, leaning up, hands on his shoulders for balance, before pressing her lips against his own.

Druig felt a weight lifted off his shoulders, he felt drunk, intoxicated by the taste of her. The feeling of her body pressed up against his, and god did he want more, he wanted it all, he wanted her. Every touch, every kiss healed him, he felt as though she healed every broken part of him, every part that had weighed him down, made him doubt himself.

Her lips were soft against his own, Druig lost himself in the taste of her, wanting more and more until he got sick of it. But as he felt her arms wrap around her neck to pull him he knew he never would.

He poured everything he wanted to say in the kiss, all the words that got lost in translation, everything he wanted to say but couldn’t, he poured his soul into the kiss, wanting her to know how enamored he is by her.

She’s waited centuries for this, for him.

The man she had spent hundreds of years in love with, finally in her arms. She felt as though it was a dream, she’d wake up and be in the Domo, still pining over the Eternal she believed didn’t love her back.

“Wait-“ she paused, pulling away from him.

His brows furrowed in confusion as she stepped out of his arms, following her gaze that was pointed towards the villagers that stood around them. To her relief she could see the gold in their irises.

“C’mon, let’s go home.” He offered her his hand to which she took gratefully, the two making their way through the forest together, hand in hand, as the villagers followed them into the depths of the amazon forest.

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[pogueswrld]

*•.¸♡ 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.

[witchychanel]

Dating Druig Would Include...

Since we all know Druig hates everyone but YOU…

He would be a very soft boyfriend, maybe softer than Steve

He would always call you gorgeous, beautiful, darling, sweetheart

He will always tell you that he loves you

Obviously “my beautiful, beautiful Y/N” 

You both comfort each other when you or him have nightmares

I think he would love to hug you the most from behind

I think that he would love to kiss you on the neck as he is hugging you from behind

He also loves to kiss your forehead and stare deeply into your eyes and just smile at you

You guys would have some serious make out sessions 

He loves to mf cuddle especially during the night

Druig loves to give you massages...he loves to feel the goosebumps on your skin as he gets lower down your back 

While you both lay in bed he loves to tell you stories

He loves dancing with you, he loves singing with you, he loves cooking with you, he loves giving you things

He always gives you flowers and makes you breakfast

If you want a pet you give him the puppy eyes and and keeping asking him until he finally says because he always gives in

Playing pranks on ikaris

Finding him being sassy towards others attractive for some reason

Whether you’re an eternal or an avenger he is never going to use his mind control on you *even though you used it on him… self defense of course(book)*

He loves you and he doesn't care who knows or who  hears...

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I'm doing a part 2 but with a little SMUTT 🥵🥵🥵🥵🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️🧎🏾‍♀️

Even a part 3 with my book AU

There are things that I wanted to mention but I am going to save them for other Druig headcannos

[lovelybishop]

pregnant || druig x eternal!reader

summary: you and druig finally bring a miracle to life

word count: 308

prompt(s): “What should we name him/her/them?”

warnings: not proofread, y/s/n = your son’s name, pregnancy (not really detailed), throwing up, let me know if there’s more

requested by @jupitersmoon167

you and drug had been pining over each other for millenniums. so when druig asked you out you were ecstatic. then a few centuries later, you both got married. you both didn’t think life could get any better. until you woke up one day feeling nauseous.

“y/n, beautiful, are you alright in there?” druig knocked on the door gently when he started hearing you throw up. you and druig had been trying for a baby for what felt like the longest time, and in truth, it most likely has.

“yeah, i’m okay.” you breath out, sitting next to the toilet.

“can i come in?” druig questions, softly.

you open the door with your powers, allowing him in. druig sees the tiredness in your eyes and sits next to you, rubbing your back.

“do you think you’re…?” druig trails off when you shrug your shoulders.

“i don’t know, but i really hope so,” tears start to well up in your eyes, “we’ve been trying for so long.”

“i know, love.” druig, then, kissed your temple. “i know.”

fast forward months later and you were in the hospital bed holding your sleeping baby boy on your chest with druig sitting next to you.

“he’s so beautiful.” druig whispers, looking at what you two had created.

“i know,” you smile, “he looks so much like you.”

druig smiles too, “he also looks like you.”

you chuckled at his statement then asks, “what should we name him?”

druig thinks for a moment before saying, “y/s/n”

you look up at druig as your eyes light up as a smile grows fast on your face, “it’s perfect.”

you look back down at your son, “hi y/s/n. we’re your parents and we’re gonna love you forever.” you kiss his little forehead as druig starts to speak.

“yes, we do. and we’re gonna protect you forever.”

[chxrrysangel]

Whatever You Want

My work is not to be reproduced, translated, or copied ANYWHERE that is not my account. If I find it, I’m coming for you. Plagiarism will not be taken lightly.

Masterlist

Relationship | soft dom!Druig x Eternal! Black femme reader /lowkey orginal character

Warnings | 18+ NSFW MINORS DNI, dom/sub relationship, teasing, orgasm control/denial, oral sex ( m + f receiving), fingering, degrading kink, praise kink, voyeurism, breeding kink, pet names, dubcon (not 100% sure on this one but I’m putting it anyways), unprotected sex, cum play (if you squint)

Words | idk yet.

Notes | I felt like this needed a name instead of y/n in some places, so your eternals name is Rhea. She’s the goddess of fertility, motherhood, and regeneration. She’s also Queen of the Titans and Mother of Olympus. Also this is very unedited for the time being. I’ve been working on it for like 3 wks and I need to get it out of my drafts before I lose my mind.

"God I wanna scoop my eyes out with a fucking spoon."

Druig's mood had quickly taken a sour turn as Ikaris and Sersei flirted obscenely with one another. It's not that he wasn't happy for them, not in the slightest. It had taken thousands of years for Ikaris to man up and finally tell Sersei his feelings. But they were incredibly annoying to watch. Druig watched with distaste as the couple whispered and giggled quietly just a few feet away. Sersei's hand grabbed her lover by the cheek, pressing her lips against his with great passion.

"Oh for fuck's sake! Not in front of my dinner, have you no shame?!"

Kingo simply cackled at his friend's grouch behavior, enjoying his suffering. He thought it was because the mind controller was eternally lonely, not ever finding someone to call his. He could not be more wrong. Absence makes the heart grow fonder, and Dru was in agony. He hadn't seen you for quite some time, off on you adventures with Gilgamesh and Thena. It got so bad at times that he’d accidentally find himself etching your name into paper and seeing your face in crowds.

Little did he know that you were back early from your trip. Thena was having a really bad week, so the three of you deciding going back home could help her return to normal. She tried to convince you otherwise, but you could see the suffering in her eyes.

Gil and Thena said their goodbyes in the foyer, retreating in the opposite direction to get some sleep. You passed by the dining hall and went to your room, hoping the do the same. Suddenly you heard giggling echo from the hallway, peaking your interest. It grew louder as you came closer to the dining hall, and you stepped inside to investigate.

"What's so funny?"

Conversation came to a halt as the warrior stepped into the room, everyone shocked by you appearance. The room seemed to grow less tense with your presence, fitting as the goddess of ease.

"Just going on about Druig's destiny to be forever alone. I'd be surprised if he ever gets a girlfriend with his attitude." You giggled at Kingo's joke, much to Druig's dismay.

Is that so? His eyebrows raised in your direction, surprised by your thoughts.

I don't know what you mean Dru. Problem?

He smirked mischievously, maintaining eye contact over the top of his drink.

No, no problem at all Rhea.

As to be expected, Ikaris said something annoying, prompting the attention to shift over to he and Kingo. This gave ample opportunity for Druig, dragging you by your arm out the corridor and towards his quarters. You didn't protest in the slightest, knowing deep down that you'd follow him anywhere.

The golden door slammed behind you, only to meet your back when he pressed you against the frame. His gorgeous green eyes stared into your, not saying a word.

"Wanna repeat that darling?"

Your heart beat erratically in your chest, nervous but excited for what could happen next.

"Whatever do you mean Dru?" You knew you were tested his buttons by acting coy, but that was half the fun.

"Oh don't act all shy now lovie. I wanna hear you say it again. Or do I have to force it out?" Mischief glimmered in his iris at the last sentence, sending a chill up your spine. The lack of words from you gave him all the response he needed, causing a smile.

Pillow soft lips captured yours, demonstrating all of the love he had for you. Every now and then, he lightly nipped at your lips, soothing the pain with his tongue. Your tongues played a game of cat and mouse, dancing in sync with one another yet fighting for dominance. You could kiss him all day if allowed. Dru quickly moved on, much to your dismay, peppering kisses across your cheek and down your neck.

He loved to mark your skin, forcing you to stress about hiding the bruises. He wanted everyone to know you had a person, even if they didn't know it was him. That was almost the best part: the fact that only the two of you shared the secret of those markings. He wore your love bites proudly, showing them off like some kind of trophy. He revelled in it.

His soft wet kisses led a trail down your neck and collarbone, almost like a necklace. Extra time was spent near your ear, Druig knowing what a mess he could make of you with just a little extra tlc. A moan escaped your lips and he stopped immediately.

"What was that my love? A confession?" You could feel the ghost of a grin pressed into your skin as you spoke. You bit back a smartass remark, knowing the consequences of such actions.

"Nothing. I said nothing."

"If you say so." He continued to mark you, hands travelling down your body ever so lightly. His touch nearly had you ready to beg, wanting so badly to be fulfilled. He took his time, slowly untying the strings of your dress to get you more riled up. Dru would follow every place he touched with a feather-light kiss, torturing you further.

"Druig," you whined desperately. A stern glare was sent your way, and you grew immediately silent.

"Behave my darling," he warned you as your hand grazed the zipper of his pants. Ignoring him, you palmed him over the velvet material. Druig grips your wrist, placing it back by your side.

"What did I just say?" You smiled innocently at him, trouble on your mind. Going further, you reached your hand into his pants, passing by the thickest obstacle of clothing. His cock strained against the fabric, letting you know he was just as needy.

"Are you sure this is the best choice, Rey?"

"I want you." You try your best to sound as sweet as possible, hoping to keep the punishment to a minimum.

"Should've thought about that beforehand, my love. Should've asked nicely because now--he paused for the dramatics--'m gonna have to punish you." Now only one of you was smiling. You pouted, angry with yourself for being so careless. He grabbed your chin, forcing you to stare into his cold eyes.

"Ah don't pout pet. I don't like punishing you, but you broke the rules. And you know what happens when we break rules." With a delicate hand, he pushed your underwear to the side, feeling how wet you were already. You waited with bated breath, watching as he brought his fingers to his lips for a taste.

"Mmm such a shame you were naughty my love. Now we both can't get what we want."

Your lover’s hand pressed down into your shoulder, pushing you until your knees hit the hardwood floor. Your eyes met his, watching him tower over you like a god. If you weren’t in trouble, you’d find it to be quite enticing. He pulled down his pants, watching your eyes shine with hope of something good. Freeing his erection from its confines, your mouth salivated. Never have you wanted him this desperately.

“You look so pretty on your knees baby.” His hand caressed your cheek, a stark contrast to the coldness a few minutes before.

“Now spit on it.” You did as you were told, watching as Druig fisted his cock in preparation. Although you thoroughly enjoyed letting Druig do whatever he wanted to you, making him feel good was even better. The way he’d be a whimpering, moaning mess begging to make him cum; it was like nothing else in this galaxy.

“You wanna suck me off Bunny?,” he asked in a seemingly sincere tone.

“Please.” He smiled, giving you hope for redemption.

“Well that’s too bad isn’t it?”. Your mouth dropped, watching him saunter over to a chair a few feet away from you. You wanted to do badly to wipe that sick smirk off his face.

“Sit quietly and watch. Got it?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl.”

Druig really knew how to torture a person. He sat across from you, legs spread with his fingers wrapped around his shaft. All you could do was watch as he spit on his cock, chasing his own orgasm while you suffered. He was torturing you, moaning and whimpering your name. He went on about how pretty you looked right now and how badly he wanted to ruin that pretty cunt of yours. If only you hadn’t been so naughty.

“Bet you really want my cock in your mouth, do you bunny?” You nodded absentmindedly, staring intently at his hand as he masturbated.

“Come here.” Wasting not a single moment, you practically ran the several feet, plopping down at his feet.

“Hands on your thighs, no touching. Got it?”

“Yes.”

“Good girl. Now open.” You did as you were told, opening your mouth and waiting for him to oblige in your desires.

The salty taste of precum coated your tongue, feeling the heavy weight of his cock in your mouth. He allowed you a few seconds to adjust, small thrusts making the head just barely hit the back of your throat. He grabbed your hair into a makeshift ponytail, using it as leverage to guide your mouth the way he pleased. Your eyes began to water as you gagged on his cock, watching your boyfriend through glassy eyes use you to get himself off.

Druig closed his eyes, enjoying the sound of you gagging around him. You looked beautiful always, especially when you were on your knees before him. The string of spit that would stretch every time he pulled out and the feelings on your throat constricting around the head of his cock pushed him closer to the edge.

“I should just cum in your mouth. Treat you like the cumdumpster you are. But no, you’d enjoy it wouldn’t you?” The way he whimpered in between every word made your pussy clench. He was so desperate to cum, you could tell.

“You’d enjoy swallowing my load, even if it means you wouldn’t get fucked. Wouldn’t you baby?”

You nodded obediently, knowing how much truth was in his words.

“But you wanna be fucked like a slut.” It was a statement, not a question. But you nodded anyways in confirmation.

“Bed. On your back, legs open. Now.”

You wiped the spit from your mouth and did as you were told. Whatever he would give you, you’d take. Desperation might as well be your middle name. The bed dipped as he drew closer, laying on his stomach with hands gripping your thighs.

The two of you maintained eye contact while he peppered kisses down you stomach and across your thighs. He purposely skipped where you needed him, smiling deviously every time you whined.

His tongue danced around the hood of your clit, refusing to divulge in your desires. His fingertips brushed lightly over your core and you tried to grind against them for relief.

“Want me fingers baby?”

“Please.”

His fingers stretched you out so nicely, but it wasn’t nearly enough. You mewled as his digits scissored inside of you, providing some kind of relief. Druig lightly sucked on your clit, making you squirm under his touch. If he kept going, you’d orgasm soon enough. And then he slowed down.

“Dru, please.” His pink lips sported a seemingly innocent smile.

“Please, what?” He continued to finger you at an agonizingly slow pace, rubbing lazy circles on your button.

“I need you.”

“Need me to what bunny? Tell me what you want.” His playful attitude amidst your suffering made your blood boil.

“Stop teasing and fuck me!”

���Oh? You don’t like my teasing? Then why are you so wet and moaning my name?” He got you there and he knew it. You couldn’t argue.

“Druig, please. I’m begging you. Fuck me, I’ll be a good girl I promise.”

“Will you now? Oh darling you must want me bad huh?”

“So fucking badly.” You nodded eagerly, hoping to convince him.

“You want my cock to stretch your pretty cunt out so good, don’t you bunny?” As he spoke, he pushed another finger into your pussy, making you moan as a response.

“Mhmm.”

“Cum before I tell you to and I stop. Got it?”

“Yes sir.” Your lover sucked your juices off his fingers, burning his gaze in yours. How could a man be so attractive, you still wondered how.

His hands pulled your legs farther apart, holding them down by force. He pushed your knees into your chest, bending you like a pretzel. You watched with baited breath as he lined himself up with your hole, feeling the head swipe between your lips. He was teasing you, again. His cock slid between your folds, stimulating your clit but not enough to make you cum.

“You know…I could just do this. Use your dripping cunt to get me off.” You were to the point of tears now, wanting to be fucked more than anything.

“Dru, please. Stop being mean. I need yo—”

Your words were cut off by your own whimpers as he bottomed out, leaving you filled to the brim. Druig thrust in and out of your curb slowly, watching the way his cock disappear inside of you. It was his favorite thing to see, the way your cunt was throbbing and so needy. His thrusts became faster, the sound of skin slapping echoing around the room.

Your thoughts turned to jelly, the pleasure overwhelming. All you could think about was the feeling off his cock stretching you out so perfectly.

“Look at you, such an obedient slut for your daddy. Just a minute you were crying about my cock and now you can’t even speak. Too cockdrunk to be a smartass.”

Anything he said made your pussy throb. His thrusts increased again, the bed creaking more from the speed. Druig bent over you, burying his face deep in your neck to provide more stimulation. He kissed up and down your neck, placing hickies too high to be hidden.

“You like being fucked like a slut my desperate girl? Do you baby? Like being used as my personal cocksleeve?” You couldn’t really respond with words, so you moaned and nodded your head.

With his mouth buried into your neck, your body vibrated with every moan and whimpered that escaped his lips. Druig rambled, telling you how fucking good you were, how tight your walls felt wrapped around him, and how sexy you sound when you whimpered his name.

Eventually his mouth made its ways down to your breast. His sucked on your nipples with great pleasure, watching you watch him. He could spend all day buried between your tits. The stimulation from his mouth, a finger on your clit, and every hit against your gspot was too much. Your stomach was turning, you could feel it in your lower belly.

“Druig im gonna cum,” you managed between whimpers.

“Not yet baby.”

“But I can’t—”

“You can and you will.” Druig didn’t ease up on you, pounding into your cunt so hard that the bed shifted with every thrust. He knew you wouldn’t last, he was hoping for it. Your pussy squeezed his cock so nicely, trying to stay off your orgasm. It was difficult, almost reducing you to tears from how badly you wanted it.

Your lover began to lose the rhythm of his thrust, signaling he was very close. Your hips met his thrusts, knowing the sooner he reached orgasm you would too.

“So fucking desperate. You wanna cum? Want daddy to fill your aching cunt?”

“Oh, yes. Fuck yes.” You could barely utter words as you finally let go, finally given permission. Druig pumped you full of his seed, watching his cum gush with every thrust.

“Your pushy look so pretty filled my cum baby. So fucking pretty,” he whispered, more to himself than to you.

A gentle finger grazed over your used pussy, pushing the cum back inside. He brushed past your sensitive clit, making your whimper.

“Even though you were a complete brat earlier, you became such a good girl. My good girl. And good girls get rewarded.”

You picked your head up at the word reward, suddenly quite intrigued.

“And what’s my reward?”

“Whatever you want.”

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[softhourswithru]

Eyes

Mob! Dark! Druig X Reader

Summary: After a messy one night stand, a familiar face pops up again in your life.

A/N: So druig yh? 😏 i see yall. This my frist time writing for this mf so i hope you guys like it! Also this one shot has no spoilers or wtvr to the movie. So pls enjoy.

ONE / TWO /

ALSO PLS THIS HAS VIOLENCE SO IF UR SENSITIVE TO THAT PLS DONT READ.

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Fun. A very diverse word. You loved to have fun, even if it was something out of your comfort zone you will still try to push yourself, even if it was little.

Yet this.

This was different.

You sat on the bed naked and confused looking the man next to you, too many things was rushing in your mind. Did you use a condom? who is this man? where are you? this why your stupid ass don't get drunk. Even though you could sit here for days and look at the fine man sleeping next to you, you felt something off and you didn't want to risk it. You put all your clothes back on and took your belongings. Or so you thought.

You quickly dashed out of the fancy looking apartment and got an uber straight home. Not giving a second look back of where you are, or who it was calling after you.

The ride back home, was worse the thoughts danced in your head. What if I'm pregnant? you face palmed. At least ill have a good looking baby. You couldn't remember much from last night but he stuck with you. His eyes. Lips. The way he spoke. Damn.

You got out the cab and went in your place, dropping everything in your room and going straight to shower.

A couple of weeks later..

You and your bsf sat on the bench eating your lunch.

"You sureeee you pregnant?" you gave her a dead look.

"I can always throw you down the stairs" you playfully slapped her on her shoulder.

"Yes I'm definitely sure I'm not pregnant. I'm just a moody bitch. Plus this lunch needs an extra hour. I'm not ready to go back to work and see our boss ugly face." Your bsf laughed.

"That I can agree with you." your bsf smile dropped and kept looking at you then behind you. You looked at her confused and looked back.

oh its him. you looked back calmly then realised. OH SHIT ITS HIM. You looked back with wide eyes He smirked at you and start walking towards your direction. You put your food away and stood up.

"Nice to see you again" his voice was smooth.

"Yeah it is, sorry for leaving you in the morning i had a few things to deal with."

"Yeah you should be sorry." Huh? his comment took you by surprise.

"Now lets go sweetheart we got a doctors appointment." He took hold of your arm and start to drag you along to his car. You tried to pull your hand away but he was too strong.

"Hey let me go, what the fuck." But by that time you he had already pushed you into the back car seat. You looked back at your bsf seeing her being towered by a couple of bodyguards.

"Don't worry your littler friend will be fine." You started banging on the windows and trying to open the door.

"whatever you are doing. It wont do shit." He took hold of your hand and face and made you look at him.

"Stop fucking messing about and be a good girl. We have an appointment to get to." You tried to moved.

"Who the fuck are you? You don't own me or some shit. You barely know who the fuck i am? You don't throw a random stranger in your car." You shouted back.

Next thing you know your facing down with a burning cheek.

"Don't raise your fucking voice at me." Tears started to form and you sat back up and moved yourself close to the car door not wanting to be near him and just faced the window.

His gaze stuck on you for a while, the smirk on his face giving you shivers.

The car ride was quiet to the hospital. You two didn't say anything till you met the doctor.

They was telling you who they was going to prepare you for the scan and accidently called you by a familiar surname. It wasn't yours. But his.

Where have I heard that surname from.

During the scan you kept looking down. Trying to figure out what the fuck was going on.

"Seems like you two are having a baby!" Your head shot up and looked the scan. Still confused at how this doctor can see a baby. And looked back at Druig. His face was stoic. Nice.

The doctor left you both alone in the room.

"I'm not keeping it. We barely know each other. Its a night stand. Just forget about me" Druig started laughing.

"Imagine." You looked at him.

"Your cute but your also stupid. You left your ID back at mine, so I used to that to my advantage."

"That slap also didn't teach you very much. This isn't a yes or no situation babe. From now on you are under me, as the mother of my child you are going to stick by me. If you are a good girl then I might be easy on you. But from what its looking like right now... I don't think so babe." He dropped the scans on your lap

He stood up and walked towards the door.

"Its going to be fun knowing you y/n." He opened the door.

"and don't be an idiot trying to escape I have eyes everywhere."

He winked at you and left.

You looked back down at the scans.

Shit.

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A/N: CAN YOU BELIEVE I HAD TO EDIT THIS THREE TIMES CAUSE IT WOULDNT SAVE FFS YK.

Anyways if you guys liked this! please comment on what you would like to see me write next i’ll be making more. Not just for Druig but for other characters

like don’t get me wrong Ikaris sexy but when i saw Druig..

[ay0nha]

Venus in Blue Jeans

(Shitty) Summary: After the events of stopping the Emergence, Druig decides to take some time for himself like the others allowed themselves to do only to find Venus. The only exciting thing about Venus was her name, otherwise she was just another waitress in a diner somewhere that was really in the middle of nowhere. Yet, everything she does is mesmerizing in the eyes of the eye-glowing eternal (whether he realizes it or not).

(This is ignoring the actual end of the movie)

Pairing: Druig x POC!femme oc

Word Count: 1.9k?

A/N: I had this idea the MINUTE I saw Druig in a leather jacket, like 50s/60s Greaser vibes, but not actually (moder au? idk man, I ran with it). It was supposed to stay in the drafts, but oop here it is because there aren’t enough Druig x POC characters out. But check out @wickeddruig ‘s master list for some Druig x POC!

(First time writing in third person, be kind plz)

Part II

"Irish, right?"

"Hm?" The blue-eyed boy hummed as his waitress topped off his coffee, a few drops falling on her shoes as she pulled the pot back towards her chest.

In all honesty in all of his years alive Druig's only been to Ireland a handful of times and never for pleasure. He wasn't sure why he'd come out talking the way he had, but all could be credited to the celestial that had made him the way he was. He never gave much thought to it as his family all had their own intonations. It was just the way it was. He was also never questioned about it. Looking at the person in front of him, he let his thoughts take place of his answer, leaving her only a blank expression as a response.

"Sorry, I've never been good with accents," She smiled softly, not embarrassed at the assumption, but confused at her own blurt-out. Her shift was never-ending, dull, and predictable. The diner was full of truckers from all over the states as their mandatory breaks led them here just as the sun was beginning to rise, "We don't get a lot of diversity around here."

"Born and bred, actually" Druig answered politely.

She was never one for small talk with the people who came in, she left that for the others. So now, awkwardly, she added, "You're a far way from home..."

"You don't know the half of it," He laughed lightly, bringing the black cup of coffee to his lips.

"What are you doing here?" She couldn't help but question. He stuck out like a sore thumb. He had a smart-looking haircut and a leather jacket to match. It contrasted the burly men with barn jackets who watched him carefully. But before she could hear his answer, her boss pulled her back to work, reprimanding her for the lingering chit-chat.

Druig hadn't meant to be here, but he couldn't bring himself to go back to his compound if there was even a compound left. Trying to avoid the question in its entirety, he decided to travel north. He thought about settling somewhere new, but nothing felt right and he kept moving. He was going to move until something felt right. And now he was looking for this so-called 'right' in El Paso, Texas. Or well, some small, forgotten town with its closest city being El Paso.

He didn't know what drew him to the dingy diner with the broken neon lights. But he knew he needed a moment to think, a moment where his thoughts could be his own,  a moment to figure out his next steps, a moment to finally breathe. However, he hadn't expected it to be busy as dawn broke. Druig thought about using his powers to clear the unusually busy diner, but the men that occupied it looked like they needed a break of their own.

"For when you're ready," the waitress came back, placing the handwritten receipt in front of him and flittering off to the next person who needed her attention.

Druig watched her for a moment. She too looked out of place. Too deserving to be in a place like this. Yet, she moved elegantly around the place. While he sipped on his burnt coffee, he couldn’t help but notice how she added breath to the stagnant seeming environment. It was like she was floating. Her hair was in locs that were tied expertly into a bun. But it was clear she intentionally left two out to frame her face. Something that only added to the charm the other men gravitated towards.

He looked down at her handwriting, the numbers very round looking, a rushed scribble showing a quantity he didn't have on him. He had no money, he had no home, he had no life created like the others. Nothing to offer to the waitress. He was next on her rounds of collection, circling around the place swiftly. He was the last obstacle between her and the end of her shift.

When did coffee become so expensive, Druig thought to himself. He didn't want to use his powers at the moment, he needed a break from that too. But he didn't have much of a choice as she looked down at him expectantly.

Druig could feel the natural surge of his energy flow through his eyes as he tried to tap into her mind and have her work to his advantage. But she only blinked her dark eyes, her eyebrows furrowing as she watched him look back at her with confusion. Never before had his power not-

"Please don't tell me you're about to dine and dash over terrible coffee," She joked with nervous laughter, hopeful she was wrong. He didn't look like someone who didn't have money, especially with the expensive-looking leather jacket he had on.

He was too stunned to even lie to her and try to get out of it, "I'm...sorry, I just-

"You know what," She said, pulling from the small number of tips she collected in her apron and counted out enough for a coffee, "Think of it as a welcome to town."

—-

It was day three of Druig staying in a ratty motel with itchy sheets and damp ceilings. He contemplated moving on to his next destination, but his mind was plagued with guilt.

He thought maybe it had to do with the fact that this would be his second self-exiling experience or the fact that for centuries he had held people captive. He thought hard and long on the subjects, and others, only to realize they felt like a weight was lifted off his shoulders. But it was the damned coffee that weighed him down. It was pocket change, it was nothing, but it was everything that kept him up at night. So much so, it forced him to return to that dingy diner.

"I'll be right with you," Her voice rang softly as she heard the door chime, "Sit wherever you'd like."

Druig watched as her finger followed the words of the text she was reading as if finishing the last line. Her nails were different than last time. They were longer and more colorful. There was a design on them, but he wasn't close enough to make it out quite yet, but from where he stood he could see how each color paired beautifully with her rich umber skin.

It took him a minute to pull his eyes away to follow her initial instructions and find a seat. It was the same as last time, the booth in the smallest corner of the place that was slightly hidden and secluded. Once she looked up, it took her a moment to find Druig's newly familiar face.

"Nice to see you again, Irish,” She smiled pulling her pen and pad out routinely to take his order, "What can I get you?"

He hadn't thought he'd get himself this far. He wasn't supposed to be here, he was interfering, again.

"What do you recommend?"

She didn't. Each plate was hard to distinguish from the next from all the grease.  The same grease that's smell was almost impossible to wash out of her hair and clothes after each shift. She thought about telling him how most of it was frozen and microwaved or how the desserts were bought premade. But she plastered on the service smile and said, "Can't go wrong with a burger, right?"

He nodded his head in agreement and waited for her to take his order to the back before letting out a deep breath. He had gotten his initial wish of being one of the only people in the diner. There were two other men on the complete opposite end who were close to finishing their mean, chattering about human politics, something that wouldn't touch Druig the way it would them.

He took small bites of the food the waitress dropped off fluidly, eyes focused out the window looking out at the plain scenery. It was various shades of browns and tans for miles. The stereotypical tumbleweeds that could barely be made out in the distance were the most exciting things happening.

Druig's focus was shot and his energy felt different. The was something off. He wanted to find out what it was, maybe that would be the thing he was desperately looking for.  He knew it would be a boding excuse for a distraction from what was truly bothering him. But he struggled to even think about that as his eyes shifted back to the increasingly rowdy men that were interrupting his brooding.

They were up from their booth and talking with the waitress, getting more combative by the moment. Druig wanted to roll his eyes at the older men and their utter incompetence. He tuned into the argument now. The men resorted to primitive insults all because they couldn't do simple math. He was watching it all unfold right in front of him. He didn't need to step in, he didn't need to intervene.

Instead, he pulled the crumpled money he had been able to scrounge up and placed it on his table. He had gotten as far as his newly acquired car before he stopped. He could still see her struggling with the two men through the window panes. He could see her getting more upset by the second. Druig's had one hand on the steering wheel and the other on the key that was one turn away from his freedom.

"Excuse me," Druig's voice was loud as he pulled the door open, placing as much attention as he could get onto himself, "Do either of you men have jumper cables, my car doesn’t seem to want to start.”

Easily taken from their previous conversation, the two men were more than happy to talk shop and follow the Eternal outside. Druig didn't care what they had to say and he didn't give it a second thought before his eyes glowed, making the men forget the diner, leave, and never come back. The same thing he thought he'd be doing. He wanted to do more damage, wanted his control back again, but he knew better.

Druig could leave now, get back in his car, and never look back. Again, something that would be the obviously smarter choice. Yet again, his body was drawn back inside the ever-so-dingy diner. There was no one but him and the waitress now, something that sparked an almost imperceptible sliver of excitement in him.  

"I had that handled," She said in hushed tones as she pulled open the cash register, clearly frustrated by the entire situation, "I didn't need your help."

"I was helping them," Druig started, which made her eyes flash up in utter annoyance. But Druig hadn't finished as he added smartly, but kindly “If I waited any longer, you would have ripped them to shreds."

Her expression diffused slightly at his comment, but it wasn't enough to shake all of her upset, "Well you're all set."

Druig thought she wanted him to leave too, adding to the original guilt he had come in with. He could only deal with one source of guilt at a time. Once again digging through his jacket's pocket, he pulled out enough change and then some to hand to her. He counted out his money carefully, not really caring about the value, but taking every second he could to prolong the interaction.

"For the coffee..." Druig explained as she eyed him suspiciously, "Thank you...," He added as his eyes glanced at her plastic name tag, "Venus."

[wickeddruig]

No Limits

pairing: bfb!druig x fem!reader

summary: you and your best friends brother are secretly dating, she’s trying to set you up on dates because she thinks your lonely and your secret boyfriend doesn’t like that

warning: unedited, jealousy, fingering, angst, sex from behind, praise kink, unprotected sex

word count: 1.5k

it’s been months since your vacation with your two best friends and druig’s vacation. you wanted to keep things a secret for a while because you didn’t know how his sister, Elena would react.

Druig had a feeling she would react good and maybe he was right because that’s his sister so he knows her better. but you were her best friend and you just didn’t want to make her uncomfortable. Druig also liked the idea of being secret because he wasn’t used to having a girlfriend so he wanted to take his time to get used to it.

he was always taking pictures of you and leaving you secret love notes. you could tell he was ready to go public with your relationship but you just weren’t ready to risk your friendship or relationship, what if Elena made you chose?

Elena had just talked you and Megan into going out to a club tonight. you stood in her room in the tightest dress you’ve ever worn in your life. it hugged your curves tightly and it also was very short, to the point that if you bent over someone was going to catch a gimpse of some ass. Elena also suggested no panties which you agreed to because there was no point of wearing it with this dress anyways.

“you look delicious” elena said

“yes!!” megan cheered “do a spin”

you smiled and did a spin, during your turn you saw a gimpse at the door. you stopped and saw Druig standing there, with his arm above his head, resting against the door.

“where are you ladies headed” Druig asked, he was asking Elena but his eyes never left yours

“We’re going to the club to help y/n get out there, we feel like she needs a hookup or a boyfriend.. something” his sister said responding as she looked through her heels. Megan was looking on her phone.

“oh does she?” he asked raising his eyebrows as he kept eye contact with you, looking down at your dress “don’t you think the dress is a little.. short”

“that’s the point druig” she said huffing “can you give us a ride? we’re almost ready”

“why? you know how to drive” he said, snapping

“we need a driver cus we’re going to get fucked up, duh” she rolled her eyes.

“fine, be downstairs in 10 or im going to bed” druig said, leaving and closing the door.

you all finished getting ready and rushed downstairs. druig was waiting, swinging his keys. you all walked out to his car. you were going to sit in the back when druig gave you a look that you knew meant to sit in the front.

also both the other girls sat in the back anyways and he wasn’t an uber so there’d be no point in sitting the back. the drive there was silent, there was music playing you wished the other two weren’t in the backseat. you wanted his hand on your thigh so badly.

he pulled up to the club and you all got out, thanking him as you left. he watched your ass as you walked away, feeling jealous as he knew how many men would love to feel your ass against them, how they would feel inside of that tight wet pussy.

he knew that he had to tell his sister about your relationship but he knew that you wouldn’t be going for that. he came up with a plan so devious. he wasn’t going to go through with it at first until he saw you standing in line, he saw you dropped your phone and when you bent over he could nearly see your pussy, he saw some guys in line watching you, gawking at you. he had to go through with this plan.

you were finally inside the club after spending a long as time in the line. once you got in you immediately went for drinks. you were on the dance floor, trying not to dance with any guys but also look like you weren’t interested in any of them so Elena wouldn’t get suspicious. you were in a relationship so you couldn’t just dance with guys, that would be cheating and you weren’t about that life.

you were finally tired of dancing and pretending to be interested in men so you left the dance floor and sat down at the bar. while you waited for the bartender you received a text from your boyfriend.

come outside

you read it and immediately left the bar. you found Elena and Megan, telling them you were going to the bathroom. they were so into the dance that they didn’t even notice you leaving out the front door. you stood out front and druig pulled up. you reached the handle to get in the front seat but he rolled the window down.

“get in the backseat” he said and you listened, getting into the backseat. he drove to a random parking lot that was closed and then got out of the car, getting into the backseat with you.

he immediately kissed you, you kissed him too, missing the feeling of his lips against yours. he had his hands on your thigh as he bit your bottom lip, sliding his hands up higher until they were inches away from your pussy. he swiped his hands between your folds

“always so fucking wet” he mumbled against your lips “i couldn’t handle thinking about all those men that got to see that ass in this dress”

you didn’t know what to say, you just kissed from his lips down his chin down to his neck as he slipped his his middle finger and ring finger inside of you, pumping. you moaned in front of that dress.

“just remember who’s making you cum when you’re shaking your ass on other men” druig said angrily as he rubbed your clit with the thumb of his other hand. the thought of your ass, the ass that belong to him on other men made him angry. he was going to make you and his sister pay for this.

“i’m not- i’m not dancing with other men” you moaned

“you’re such a good girl” he pulled his fingers from inside of you “for that, you get a reward”

“get on all fours” he ordered and you listened, it was kind of hard because you were in the backseat but luckily he had a truck so it was kind of spacious.

he positioned himself behind you and grabbed your ass as he slid inside of you. he immediately started thrusting inside of you and he grabbed your hair pulling you back to him.

“all fucking mine” he said “so tight and so wet” he reached his hand under you and rubbed your clit.

your moans filled the car and you closed your eyes placing your hand on the window to steady yourself. the windows were foggy so that was definitely going to leave a print. druig moaned out your name, you loved it when he moaned for you especially when he said your name.

“fuck i’m going to cum” he said

“cum in me baby” you moaned out, you loved feeling him release inside of you

“i thought you’d never ask” and just like that he released inside of you, he continued thrusting until you came along with him

“now you can go back to dancing with those guys while my cum is in you” he mumbled in your ear smacking your ass.

“what the fuck” the car door was opened and you turned your head to see Elena standing at the door.

“oh my god” you groaned from embarrassment, it was so obvious you two had just gotten done fucking.

“what are you doing here” you asked

“druig texted me and told me i forgot my purse”

“druig texted you” you said, it was a set up. a fucking set up

“she needed to know y/n” druig butted in

“how long has this been going on” Elena asked

“we’ve been dating for a few months” you answered

“DATING” Elena yelled

“you’re mad?” you sighed

“of course i’m mad my best friend is dating my fucking brother and hid it from me, im not mad that you guys are dating you’re actually kind of cute i definitely see it but you lied to me” Elena said, she grabbed her purse and closed the car door. you sat in the car not knowing what to do

“she had to know y/n” druig said “i love you and i can’t take hiding anymore, the thought of her trying to set you up with another guy when your my girl drives me to murder”

you didn’t know what to do or how to fix this. on one had you were happy that she finally knew but would see ever forgive you? she wasn’t mad you two were dating so she possible could. you weren’t mad at druig you understand why he wanted her to know

“i just wish you would’ve just told me you wanted to tell her” you signed

“i did and said no so i had to do what i had to do”

[jasontoddswhitestreak]

gold rush | 4

CLANDESTINE MEETINGS AND STOLEN STARES

pairing: druig x eternal!reader

summary: in which druig found himself falling for the gentle soul who was also known as the goddess of human love and flowers.

warnings: this series will include major spoilers for eternals. angst i guess? and fluff????

word count: 2.6k

a/n: took a bit of a break because I’m back at university and at work! I’m not sure what my updating schedule will look like but expect a chapter at least once a week

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Gentle fingers grazed against the bark of the looming tree, it stood right beside the intimate cottage offering shade and protection to those who choose to reside there.

It’s been hundreds of years since she decided to move there away from humanity and those she considered her family, wanting nothing more than to be better for the people she loved and for herself.

She memorized the curves and dips of the bark, fingers softly tracing the edge of the skin, almost as if the open forest itself had a life of its own, breathing and living to protect her from the outside world.

Although some may say that living in solitary for centuries may feel lonely and isolating, she never once felt alone.

“Druig, Ikaris. Stop fighting one another.”

She huffed as the noise continued, unwillingly moving away from the forest to where the animals reside. A group of alpacas rested next to the patch of sun that met the ground, embracing the warmth, which led to two of them deciding to fight for space in the sunlight.

As she stepped into the sun she felt her body relax, welcoming the heat onto her body. She sighed, stretching her arms and softly closing her eyes for a few beats before being disturbed once again.

“Just like in real life.” She claimed, shaking her head in mock disbelief whilst laughing to herself as she allowed her eyes to glow a shade of gold, a golden aura enveloping her like a warm blanket while the foliage covering the sun from the ground began to open, leaves and branches that were once intertwined now separating from one another while sunlight began to pour over the entire ground like liquid gold.

She couldn’t help but allow a smile to form on her face as she watched the group of animals begin to roll on the grass to bask in the sunlight.

Days like these she’d love to step over the rocks that were strategically placed in the flowing river and pick berries from the bush, a woven basket looped in her arm as she held up her dress with the other to ensure she didn't slip. She felt as though today was a perfect day to make something she hadn’t made in a while, something Gilgamesh taught her, years ago.

Once at home she began to lay out all the ingredients needed.

“Blueberry or Raspberry?” She questioned, glancing at the stray cat that laid on her window sill basking in the warmth of the sunlight, the ginger fur turning a shade of golden as it welcomed the sun, meowing in response to her question.

“Yeah you’re right, I should've thought of that.” She responded, unable to stop herself from giggling as the feline hopped off the window sill to make its way to the Eternal, nuzzling its face in her dress. She picked her companion up, gently stroking the fur before feeding one berry to the animal.

“I won’t tell if you won’t.”

Hours later the Eternal found herself sitting in exhaustion, the freshly baked dessert sat on the table in front of her. She turned to look out the window to admire how the sunset peaked through the windows and danced across the room, covering it in an orange hue. Her eyes were closed for a few moments, resting for a couple minutes before she had to make her way outside once again to practise her abilities before nightfall.

There was a stampede of footsteps heard running in the distance, she hurriedly stood up, wondering what the fuss was all about. Making her way outside she walked towards the patch of land the Alpacas adored to play in, only to find nothing, glancing around in bewilderment and concern she attempted to follow where she believed the sounds came from.

As she neared the depth of the forest where the sunlight never met the grass, the view of her home shrunk, the sun slowly beginning to settle behind the moon.

The crack of a branch was heard causing the Eternal to raise her arms in defense, eyes slowly turning from her natural shade to the gold. The aura lightened up her surroundings, she opened her arms slightly, the manufactured light widened around her allowing her to see further into the depth of the forest.

She heard another step, although faint, she knew the animals that lived around her were trained to tread around fallen branches to prevent injuries to them and the nature surrounding them. And because of her abilities there were never fallen branches, she cared for the nature around her more than she did herself.

She snapped her arms up, pulling them away from each other and in return the trees parted for her, as if she was Moses and the forest was the Red Sea.

The trees continued to part as it made its way towards the culprit, shock written on their face as they stared at the woman who parted a forest like nothing.

“Sersi? Ikaris?” She exclaimed in shock, almost unable to recognise her family due to the distance between them and the years that had passed.

The three met each other halfway, embracing one another before making their way to the cottage. She asked them questions as they made their way to shelter.

“How did you find me?” She asked in disbelief, assuming Ajax never told anyone about her whereabouts, Ajax occasionally visited to check up on the Eternal and to see her progress.

“I pestered Ajax until she told me.” Sersi admitted, overjoyed to be reunited with one of her favorites once again.

She snickered in response, remembering how adamant Sersi is when she wanted information.

The three sat at the table, Sersi and Ikaris glanced around in interest, wondering how their friend had lived in the last few centuries.

“So, why the visit? Is everything alright?” She questioned, concern written on her face as she remembers Ajax’s words,

‘When we need you, we’ll know where you are.’

Sersi looked at Ikaris nervously before glancing back at the other Eternal.

“Well, Ikaris and I decided that we want to wed and we’re here to invite you to come.” Sersi began. “not that you have to if you don’t want to.” She hurriedly added.

She congratulated the couple before agreeing to go, the two Eternals agreed that it’s the right time for her to come back due to how much her powers had advanced.

“He’s going to be so glad to see you.” Ikaris commented, causing the smile on her face to fall, she quickly tried to cover it up by turning around and changing the subject. She couldn’t allow herself to think about him, she can’t fall back into familiar patterns

Days had passed since their visit. After the Eternal bid them farewell she got to packing up her belongings to move back to the place she used to call home, it’d take a couple days before she’s able to leave and she had to ensure that the animals that took shelter near the cottage would be safe and regularly fed.

She spent years alone in that home and although knowing it was temporary, it didn’t make leaving any much easier. She fell in love with the rushing water, the sweet melody the birds would create at sunrise, the luxury of being able to practise her abilities with no one there to witness or judge them.

She learnt more about herself in those couple hundred years than she’s ever learnt in the last thousands of years.

She found herself standing in the Domo days later, looking exactly as it did when she left. Same narrow passageways, same icy chills that cause you to shudder as your skin briefly brushes against the dark walls. She was told that the other Eternals had no idea about her arrival, besides Ajax herself of course. After settling back in she attempted to mentally prepare herself. It was a surprise for all the Eternals except for the three that were involved.

After dressing up in the attire given by Sersi she gingerly began to make her way to the location, it was only a few miles away which pleased the Eternal, she was able to calm her nerves before feeding herself to the wolves.

Well, that is an exaggeration but the Eternal was frightened of the idea of seeing him. What if she looks at him and the feelings come flooding back? The wall that she used all her energy to build would tear down like it’s paper. The heart wrenching feeling of loving someone you can’t be in love with will come rushing back.

“No- I’m saying that if Phastos and I had to fight it’s clear that I would most definitely win.” Kingo claimed, arms folded as he tried to convince the rest of the Eternals.

Sprite began to speak, struggling to let her voice escape from her mouth while she stared at the Eternal. The rest of the group looked at Sprite in confusion before following her eyeline.

“Oh my-“

“You’re here!”

“Did you guys know about this?”

Voices were overlapping with one another as the Eternals grouped around her, enveloping her in a long overdue hug.

“All right, give her some space.” Ajax announced, chuckling as Kingo unwillingly let go of the Eternal he considered the person he was closest to.

She pretended to not notice the lack of a warm welcome from Druig, deciding it was best to focus on the celebration itself. All the Eternals wore special attire handpicked by the bride herself, each color of the fabric wrapped around an Eternal corresponded with the color of their armor.

God, he couldn’t take his eyes off of her.

But of course, she was oblivious to that, unlike others.

He hadn't seen her in centuries yet Druig was convinced she looked as beautiful as she did the day they first met.

Druig was completely enamored by her, even if she may hate him, even if he hasn’t seen her for years. She was glowing, genuinely. Her laugh was lighter, more carefree. His feelings for her never once faded, even after all these years she was the one to hold his heart in the palm of her hands, he didn’t care what she’d do with his heart because it’s always been hers, whether she’d step on it, tear it up or smash it into pieces it will still be hers.

For someone who is portrayed to have a heart of stone, a misguided villain. Druig loves her like he is the moon and she is the sun, she manages to bring the best out of him when he cannot do it himself.

If she was broken, bruised and damaged Druig would destroy himself into thousands of little pieces just to make her feel whole once more.

And years later historians would assume things about the members of the Eternals. Did Ikaris truly fly too close to the sun? Can Sersi turn men into swine?

But there’s one thing the historians cannot deny, Druig does indeed care for and love humanity, but not as much as he loves her.

Druig felt overwhelmed.

He was pressed up against a wall, eyes focusing on anything else but her, everytime he found himself staring at her he found it impossible to look away, but he had to, it’s not fair to her.

Didn’t she leave because she hated him? And because of Ikaris?

But as the destined lovers they were, the night somehow inched the two closer to one another, eventually making it impossible to avoid one another. Druig sat looking at the view outside, admiring the starry night above, the streets seemed hauntingly empty during the moonlit night, as the sun hid behind the moon the temperature dropped, although still bearable due to the climate the Eternals were in.

“Phastos where’d you go? That practical joke was funny, we were kidding!” He heard her call out as her footsteps made their way towards him, he heard the footsteps still as she took in a sharp intake of air before making her way towards Druig hesitantly.

She stood next to him, arms leaning against the stone balustrade looking out at the city displayed in front of the two, rather than at the person beside her.

They stood in silence, wondering who would be the first to break, the first person to give in and lose.

A frustrated sigh disrupted the silence, cutting through the tension like a sharpened knife, Druig turned to face her, an exasperated look on his face. She hesitantly turned.

And all of a sudden she fell back into familiar patterns, lost in the shades of blue in his eyes, the crinkles by his cheeks that became more prominent when he’d laugh. Just being in his presence brought her comfort yet terrified her completely, Druig was the only one to make her want to give up everything just for a chance for him to always be happy, whether that’s with her or not.

“Why did you leave?” He finally spoke, voice laced with emotion.

“You know why Druig.” She responded, voice low almost as if she was afraid to speak, afraid to accidentally say something she’d end up regretting.

He shook his head in response, not accepting that as an answer.

“Was’ it because of Ikaris?” He questioned, hesitating before asking.

“Ikaris? Why would it be because of him?” She questioned, eyes widened in surprise at the question.

“I thought- well don’t you like him?” Druig argued.

She was in disbelief, how could Druig get such an idea in his head?

“No! What?- How did you get such an idea?” She probed, stunned at the question.

“The week before you left, I saw you with him, you held his hand while sitting next to one another. A week later you were gone and he was with Sersi.”

“I don’t like Ikaris, Druig. I was helping him with Sersi.”

“Then what made you leave?”

“Nothing, I chose to leave myself, nothing made me.”

“Bullshit, you avoided me for more than a week before you abruptly left without a goodbye, no letter, nothing. Like you never gave a shit about us.” Druig scoffed in response, taking a few steps away from her.

“I’m shocked you were able to notice my absence, given the fact that you were too preoccupied to even look in my direction.”

“That’s not true and you know it, I was with-“

“Makkari, yeah I know.” She cut him off, voice distant as if relieving what happened in those weeks.

“What’s that supposed to mean?” He demanded, she froze in response, not realizing she spoke out loud. She glanced back at the night sky, admiring the glow of the moon to calm her from the intense argument.

Druig sighs, leaning his elbows on the balustrade. She mimicked his actions. The streets were quiet, peaceful.

Druig fumbled with something in his pocket before pulling it out and twirling the object in his fingers before passing it to her as her eyes glanced down, a sudden noisy breath escaped whilst she stared at the rose, it’s blush pink petals were unmistakable as it turned a shade of gold as his fingers curved around the edge of the petals.

He kept the rose.

After all these years.

No more words were spoken between the two, her fingers reached for his own hesitantly hovering over his hand before he interlocked their fingers together. It was a simple action yet it had spoken the words they cannot say, and that was enough for them.

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[nephilim-tears]

FLIGHTLESS BIRD

DRUIG X ANGEL! READER 

Warnings: F! Reader. Mentions of injury. 

↳ Comfort Fic ::  After the battle in Wakanda, Angel! Reader fell onto Druig’s door.

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As you rub the reminiscent kiss of sleep from your eyes, the steady stream of sunlight that saturated the room beguiled your environment into focus. 

The Amazon hums the tune of life with a coalition of birds and insects chirping and catering amongst themselves. 

Somewhere up north a babbling brook that never stops spilling secrets, some days, if you're quiet enough it was almost as if you can hear the morning due settle on the grass. 

Whoever said New York never slept had never experienced the ambiance of a rainforest. 

Turning your attention to the right, Druig - cocooned in your massive wings as he begins to stir awake. He looks almost harmless like this, directionless dark locks littered with soft Lilly white feathers that had come undone while the pair of you slept. The whirlpool of mischief his ocean blue eyes normally held hadn’t yet crept to the surface. 

“Did I wake you?” You say with a slight frown.

“None of that Dove,” He caresses your face and closes the distance between your lips.

You smile thinking of how found you had grown of him in the passing months. It seemed as if it were just yesterday the universe plucked you from Brooklyn and threw you at his feet. Literally. 

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In one fell swoop, the branches and trees crackle as you hit the earth with a loud thud. As you rose to meet his eyes the earth stopped moving briefly. 

In all her glory, an angel who will raise the sword and make a grown man cry. Pitch black silky hair that dripped past her waist like a river of ink wisped wildly in the wind. The permanent golden hour hue of her skin speckled with dry blood and fresh wounds; fierce and fire and something Druig cannot place swirled in her eyes. 

What he could place was that she was dangerous, he had seen enough to tell she could fight her way through the entire village if she needed to, he could also tell she was a wounded animal. 

Wings that seem to span for miles - far larger than her body raised, ready for a fight or for flight. 

She stood until she didn’t, she stood until she collapsed almost at Druig’s feet if he hadn’t caught her.

“You’re far from home little Dove,” he says as her eyes flutter open

“They’ll come for me, you know.”

“Let them.” He replies a little too complacent for her taste. 

 It had been months, none of the Avengers came looking for you; On days when you were particularly homesick and lonely, you wondered if they even noticed you were gone at all. 

With each passing day, you grew less concerned and more comfortable with Druig; It was easy, it was simple, he had taken a liking to you. 

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He left the bed to retrieve ointments and bandages to nurse your injured wing, and a cup of chamomile tea made especially for you. 

You absentmindedly mentioned missing the tea once and Druig in his completely reasonable and doting nature had an entire field of chamomile grown for you. 

He wanted you to never have a need and he needed you to never want to leave. 

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Once her wings were healed, she was ready to take to the skies again. 

Flirting with the distance between the heavens and the earth became commonplace; Druig did not take well to this love affair but he knows he cannot keep his Dove caged for much longer. He watched her disappear among the cotton candy clouds with a heart heavy with love; he will miss her terribly. 

The storm brewing in the distance reminded her of Thor. They hadn’t come looking for her after the battle in Wakanda and she isn’t quite sure why.

[gxdsfavgal]

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

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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.

[witchychanel]

Having Sex With Druig Would Include...

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I think I got carried away...

*not my gif...creds to the owner*

Warnings: smutttt, language, dirty shit lol, BDSM, soft dom

MINORS DNI!!! 🔞

Parring: Druig x Fem!Reader

Considering how long Druig has been alive, he is very very good at sex.

He can go many many rounds sense he’s not human, but he’ll go as long as you want. 

I think that Druig would for sure be a soft dom. Most of the time. He’ll definitely spank you. He’ll definitely praise you when you are doing good things. “My beautiful beautiful Y/N, you’re so wet baby… I love it when you’re wet”

“God baby you’re such a good girl, very good girl”

“Your so sweet baby, I love you”

He’s very gentle when taking off your clothes.

He doesn’t want to hurt you.

Now…Jealous Druig is a different story. After an argument Druig is a different story. 

He would mind control but only with your permission. He won’t make you do anything that you already don’t like. He wants you to be comfortable with everything. 

He loves to have sex with you on the ground in the middle of the Amazon.

He will definitely fuck you way more harder. 

He would want you to scream his name that way everyone will know who you belong to. 

I think Druig is very very dirty. But I don’t think  Druig would want to hurt you. Like making you cry hurt you. The only time he would want you to cry is when he’s overstimulating you. He would want you to cry and beg him to stop.

He loves to see you choke on his cock when he’s in a mood. To see your saliva rundown your mouth and down your neck. Makes him more hard.

He loves when you look him in the eyes as you do so. 

Druig will always love to say very nasty things to you. 

“You’re my little cockslut aren’t you”

”God your pussy feels so good baby”

“Fuck that feels so good baby, keep going just like that”

“God I love the way your ass jiggles from this angle” 

His accent and his voice will be so husky and so raspy.

He loves to say ‘fuck’ a lot during sex. 

He will slap your ass. He loves slapping your ass. He loves to see your ass jiggle. 

He loves the way you moan, when he does slap your ass. 

He also loves to leave hickeys all over your tits. He really really loves your tits.

Druig loves to eat your pussy. He loves to watch you squirm after eating you out and making you cum multiple times. 

I mean we’ve seen the Eternals that man is always eating something, might as well eat your pussy nonstop. 

You don’t need to tell him to stop most of the time, he would stop eating you out because he wants to be in you. He wants to feel you cum all around him

He’ll definitely sub as well. He loves it when you tie him up, he loves when you put something in his mouth to shut him up. 

He loves when you’re on top, but he definitely gets frustrated when you tease him. He definitely whimpers and whines for you to go faster and faster. 

He loves to have hot wax poured on him. He’ll pour wax on you if you want. He loves to see scratches on his back.

He loves to hold your hands during sex.

 He loves to kiss you when you both are about to cum.  It’s very intimate to him. 

He’s very sweet with after care. He loves to clean you up with a warm wet rag, he’ll definitely go to the kitchen and get you a snack and some water. You both tend to watch a few YouTube videos, or you both watch a movie or a TV show. (I’ll go on more in NSFW alphabet) 

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Let me know what you guys think or if you want me to do any other character.

I think that I also just Barry's dick...

[lovelybishop]

favorite food || druig x reader

summary: druig makes your favorite food.

word count: 282

prompt(s): “You made this for me?”

warnings: kind of proofread, just hurt/comfort. druig loves you.

requested by anon

druig knew you had a bad day before you even walked threw the door, or even talked to him. and no, he didn’t use his powers. taking your keys out of the ignition, you sit in your car, contemplating if you should tell druig what happened at work.

someone wiped everything off your computer. that also included very important documents. you didn’t know who did it or if it was an accident, but you didn’t care. it still upset you.

after a while of sitting, you get out of your car and grab your bags. when you open the door, you smell the deliciousness of your favorite food. 

“welcome home, love.” druig stands there with open arms. next to him is the table with two plates of your favorite food.

you felt tears starting to well up in your eyes. you drop your bags and run into his arms. he bear hugs you as you quietly sob.

“shh, shh, it’s okay, my love.” he gently runs his hands up and down your back, trying to soothe you. “it’s okay, let it out. i’m here.”

after a good minute, you let go of him. you turn your head to the table, then back to him.

“you made this for me?” you questioned, sniffling a little.

he nods his head as he gently wipes the tears falling down your cheeks.

“thank you.” you smile at him.

“anything for you, my love.” druig smiles before kissing you, he, then, guides you to your chair and pulls it out for you.

you sit down as he moves to sits across from you.

“let’s eat.” druig smiles at you as you immediately start to dig in.

[alexierotic]

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.

Pe��o 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.

[softhourswithru]

Eyes 2

Mob!Dark! Druig X Reader

Summary: After a messy one night stand a familiar face pops up again.

ONE / TWO /

Masterlist <3

Its been like 20 mins since the news broke out to you and Druig that you are pregnant. You were getting restless in the room and wanted some fresh air yet Druig words kept repeating in your head.

don't be an idiot and escape...

Your pregnant now so he can’t say shit nor lay a hand on you so you pushed your thoughts aside and got out of the room.

Hospitals always freaked you out so when you was faced with an empty hallway you started to feel uneasy. Man not today. It felt like a messy maze by the time you came out to the reception you was met by bodyguards.

"Boss told you not to leave" You gave the bodyguard a dead face and began to walk off. But he grabbed a hold on you.

"Let go off me."

“Boss said not. to. leave." He was about to grab your other arm yet.

You pushed him away but ended up hitting your backside against someone's chest when you looked up you was met with Druig cold eyes.

"I told you not to leave sweetheart."

"yeah i know what you said but i needed some fresh air and im kinda hungry since you did interrupt me from my lunch you know." Druig made a notion towards his bodyguard who stomped off somewhere else.

He wrapped his arm around you waist and started bringing you towards the exit. His touch felt nice. It made you feel safe. And calm.

"Lets have a chat while we talk.." you simply nodded in response. Once you both got out the hospital the walk around was quiet. It was a nice sunny day today. You could see some patients out with their nurses or family. Little kids running around. The warm air easing the tension between you both.

"I'm not good with comfort or expressing my emotions y/n so dont expect me to be nice and easy on you...even if you had gotten pregnant or not you still would have ended up the same situation more or less so."

"What do you mean.." Your voice came out quietly.

"The night we was together everyone saw us, from the moment we came in, spoke, dance wtvr and till the moment we left. There was some people in the club that don't like me or what i do. So whatever crumb i leave behind they use it."

"Yeah but nothing happened to me after a couple of weeks till now" You both came across and bench and sat down.

Druig stare on you was hard so you faced the small pond in front of you instead.

"Nothing happened because my men was around you.. you just never noticed. But now that you are bearing my child i cannot leave you alone."

"We can abort it you know. I don't want to be in a meaning less relationship with a child you don't want."

His hand softly moved your face to look at him. His eyes a soft shade of blue. A rough man with such soft features.

"Who said i didn't want our child y/n"

"We barely know each other though.. what if we aren't meant to be." Druig scoffed.

"We met for a reason... Remember that" He kissed you on the forehead.

"Now lets go i told my men to get you food." You smiled.

Maybe he isn't so bad…

You didn’t let that thought overtake everything. He might be nice now but who knows what he will do. You shook your thoughts away and focused back on what was happening.

The walk back was nice but you got distracted the moment the food was handed to you. The nurse who was your midwife shortly came after introducing herself and began taking down your details. However another one of Druigs bodyguards came to pick you up.

You didn't think much as it was the same uniform and attire. However when he started leading you out it was in a different path to the one you took in the morning.

"This is not the way we came in.."

"Boss said he didn't want anyone seeing" The bodyguard kept his focus on the way. Before you realised it two other men reappeared behind you. In the corner of your eyesight you could see a cloth being pulled.

What the fuck do i do...

Without thinking, you pushed the bodyguard away and starting running down the hallways. You could hear the other three men running behind you, shouting. You began taking turns in the hallway ending up at the dead end.

This was it..

You eyes quickly diverted to the alarm box and quickly hit it, setting the hospital alarm off. At the same time you knocked out from an unexpected hit from the head.

Everything went slow.. your vision blurring every time you took a look.

Your last sight seeing three figures.

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A/N: HERES PART TWOOOO FOR THOSE WHO ASKEDDD. I’m really glad you guys enjoyed the first part. If you have any opinion on what’s gonna happen pls do say i’d like to hear it. Also if you want to be on the tag list say so!

I’ll be writing for other characters shortly so a masterlist will be made!

Thank you for reading! Love Ru <3

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