#makkari fic

[apparentlytheproblem]

if was your boyfriend, never let you go keep you on my arm girl, you'd never be alone

druig recomendations

perfectly busy - @tokkiotears

lemme just say, HUSBAND DRUID OML. and I'm just a sucker for a confident and king Druid behavior. absolutley adoring this to no ends, smn send help, I forgot how to function. the not really complete without you got me. oh god. just o h g o d. i just feel like i should comment on the narrative, it was so well done and just hit the spot i didn't even know I had.

warnings-

not proofread, annoying men, druig in a button-up with the sleeves rolled up

"this isn't over" - @peterparkersnose

bro this slapped in so many different levels, like excuse me. And druig who shares books and annotates? and smug druig? godamn. the sexual tension- smn keep him away from me before i fall in love.

warnings-

angst, privacy invasion, accidental nudity, sexual tension, falling in love with something you could never have-?

sunshine - @itsapeterthing

firstly, i fell in love with the writing, its so stunning. it has such a fun and flowery vibe surrounding it which makes me just gush oml. it was just so sweet. AND how he gets flustered- literally hit all my marks and exceeded them. i hope you never stop writing these, they make my soul lighter.

warnings: eternals insulting druig as always, fluff

how could they not know? - @saintlike78

to start of, i love a vocal man who can tell you that he missed you. the scene itself was so soft. just love sick druig running back to your arms and you're wearing his shirt mwahh. i find it hilarious how no else has even noticed this happening before, my oblivious fools. its so adorablee.

warnings-

nothing but fluff really, dialog heavy.

hold - @redheadspark

bro, my love, angel, the gif itself got me a blushing mess, you have no idea what the fic did to me sheesh. i love a man who was so acceptable about her fear and so re-assuring, that's so perfectly written. i also love how the author has written these thoughts in her head as well as the internal debate. it just left me in awe i swear.

warnings-

Just a hint of angst but mostly fluff

warmth - @stranger-nightmare

these are one of my favorite's that I've encountered. the end was just lovley. Just the plot of this drabble has me on my knees. it was wonderfully thought and wonderfully written. the author has left no crumbs.

warnings-

one case of swearing, a lil bit of fluff, a whole lotta angst, nakedness but it’s not in a sexual way

boyfriend headcannons - @luventi

just a bunch of head cannons which i thought were amazing. overall its just so cute and has me screaming, crying and throwing up. honestly very underated.

warnings-

druig x gn eternal!reader, au where everyone is alive and happy and together, there will be dashes of suggestive content admits all the fluff so be warned!

shy lover - @writing-wh0re

[ it didn't have a title so I gave it this, I hope the author doesn't mind]

felt that this was just a must included, i don't wanna really have to summarize this cause there wasn't a single line that did not fail to have me hypnotized. just lovley work

warnings-

Smut18+, Unprotected Vaginal Sex, Male Performing Oral, Praise Kink (both), Begging Kink (?), Slight Cocky Druig, Cum kink (?)

[goldeneyedgirl]

Sonya! (Imagine, for a moment, that Tumblr Staff actually fixed the bug that means I have to screenshot and tag you @sonyawix for replies.) I missed you!

Jasper's just there realising that a couple of decades of training and practice with the Cullens was no match for a tiny teenage girl who looks at him like he's the second coming. She did more for his self-esteem in one night than anyone has done for him since he was human.

Jasper's softer in STL and his trauma has already been sorted, organised, and filed in his mental storage unit so he just has to simp over worry about Mary-Alice. Mary-Alice has the trauma conga-line but it gets pretty soft for both of them starting next chapter.

But it's why Jasper chapters are usually easier to write.

And listen, we all switch hyperfixations. I read a whole bunch of MCU fics that had Correct Vibes but Incorrect Takes, and beautililies had to stop me from writing MCU fic before I worked on Jalice fics. Also the idea I am carrying 70% of your Jalice experience is fucking wild. What do you want? I feel like I need to give you something because 2024 was not my most active year ever.

My little Mabel has recovered from the infections she had well, but decided to keep things interesting and acquired an ear infection which has since been upgraded to a double ear infection because what's more fun than a lot of credit card debt? Even more credit card debt! She is why I can only stare longing at Coach bags and not own fun stuff like that.

And honestly, I join you in solidarity that my sister and father are also Shitty Fucking People. Sometimes, people are rancid, and we just need to salute their bullshit and carry on our merry way.

It is law that if you bring up Anathema, I post something. I picked this scene WIP because Alice being a dramatic teenage girl is somehow so funny in my head? I can't wait to get to a scene where she's dramatic in front of Jasper and he's just "...you're adorable, you know that right?" And she's like, "absolutely not."

But for now, Alice makes a small scene.

“This is to never get back to the Clearwaters,” I could hear Freddie saying to Charlie Swan in a low voice. “Any of them. I trust you, Charlie.”

Charlie sighed. “Fred, I’ve known you a long time, and I don’t like this at all. What is so important you have to meet with them alone, without Sue and Billy knowing?"

Silence, and I was tempted to creep up the hallway to be able to hear better.

“… This is about Alice and her well-being. If… I have reason to believe that if Sue, Harry, and Billy knew more about Alice’s … health and genetic make-up, they would be deeply unhappy."

That was most likely an understatement. I had a feeling that if Sue found out that I was biologically half-vampire, I would be persona-non-grata in the Clearwater household. There was a fifty-percent chance that Harry would hunt me for sport, honestly. His aim with a shotgun was second-to-none.

//

Dr Cullen had brought his wife, and there was something almost funny seeing them in our home - they were both dressed in very stiff, fancy clothing, standing in the entrance looking awkward. I was in the kitchen finishing the washing up in pyjama bottoms and a t-shirt; both Freddie and Charlie were still wearing work clothing.

The apartment was still mostly in the late 60s style from when it was built. Lots of brown and yellow. Freddie always intended to renovate, but we never seemed to get around to it - moving all the books would take us days, and we’d have to stay downstairs. It was cozy up here, and if we made any changes, it would be to clean out the third floor.

“Hello Alice.” Mrs Cullen smiled so warmly at me, but I felt oddly shy, offering a little wave as I put plates back into the cupboard.

“Turn on the coffee maker, love, before you go,” Freddie said, and I got the message that this wasn’t going to be a meeting I was included in. I wasn’t upset about that; somehow Dr and Mrs Cullen were far and away more intimidating than Jasper was. Somehow the golden eyes and the pale skin that looked so right on him made me nervous around them.

Thankfully, Dulcie was having dinner with her brother’s family tonight. It meant we could have this meeting at home and she’d probably bring home left-over dessert. Hopefully that really good blueberry donut thing that Mrs Stanley usually made for Dulcie’s birthday.

It also meant that whilst I had been told I wouldn’t be joining in on the meeting today, there was no one in the house that would check to make sure I was wearing headphones and watching movies on my laptop instead of eavesdropping for all I was worth. And in my defence, I had to know what Freddie was telling everyone so I didn’t mess up the story later on. It was just planning ahead.

//

“He can read minds?” I shrieked, giving myself away instantly.

Charlie Swan swore, sloshing his coffee in surprise, as the rest of them spun around to look at me in the hallway.

“Alice,” Freddie groaned but I didn’t care that I would be doing extra cleaning this week or whatever as punishment.

A girl’s mind is private. There are things happening up there that die with me, okay?

Things like me contemplating the logistics of having sex on a gurney now that I’d met Jasper and realised he was a foot and a half taller than me, and probably 100lb heavier.

Or the fact that whilst my visions hadn’t been instructional, so to speak, they had given me a certain amount of reference material to reflect on. I might never have been a Girl Scout, but I do like to be prepared.

And the idea that one of the Cullens could mind-read and had probably told the entire family that a good fifty-percent of my brain power was solely dedicated to what I had seen of Jasper’s body in my vision at any time was… not ideal. Not at all how I planned to integrate myself into their lives. I was aiming for lovable future daughter-in-law, not mouth-breathing creeper.

“Edward considers the contents of everyone’s mind private, unless harm would result in keeping it secret,” Mrs Cullen quickly reassured me. Please. I had seen Leah and Seth together; I knew what siblings were like. There was no way in hell that Jasper hadn't been informed that I had absolutely noticed he was ripped when he helped me up.

“I’m taking a lot of emotional damage learning this,” I said slightly hysterically. “Can he hear everything?”

“Only when he’s present.” Was Dr Cullen laughing at me? He looked amused.

“Alice,” Freddie sounded tired. “There are brownies in the downstairs freezer if you want some dessert.”

Huh. It was bad if Freddie was bribing me with the catering supplies.

“That would help,” I said, trying to walk through the kitchen to get a knife with some kind of dignity. “You understand why I would be uncomfortable with a teenage boy reading my mind, right?”

“I think we’re all on the same page about that,” Charlie said. He didn’t look amused.

"Alice, I really don't think there's anything in your head that Edward Cullen would worry about," Freddie said, obviously trying to sound comforting and mostly made me want to slam my head against a wall.

"I've had unmonitored access to the internet since I was eleven and no boyfriend! Or girlfriend! There's plenty up there I don't want Jasper's brother knowing!" I snatched up the cake knife and looked over to see Freddie looking like he needed a drink, Charlie Swan looking the most uncomfortable I had ever seen him - and that included the ass-injury incident - and Mrs Cullen trying very unsuccessfully not to laugh at me.

"And now I've made it worse. I'm calling Cynthia!"

It's not the fact that my father was a vampire that makes me a freak. I manage to do that all by myself.

[simplymakkari]

[sig-nifier]

Signifier's Fic Masterlist

A list of all the fandoms I've written for - incase u stumbled here and might be interested - with the fics and their summaries listed below.

challengers

masters of the air

our flag means death

buzzfeed unsolved/watcher

star wars: the acolyte

marvel's eternals

marvel's deadpool

arcane

challengers

the art of consumption - patrick x art (NSFW)

The one where Art reveals he's never had a blowjob before, and Patrick jumps at the chance to change that.

There’s silence. A period of mourning for what the night could have been. And then, Patrick says simply, “I’d do it.” Art frowns, not following, and turns his head to look at him. Patrick looks back, the picture of innocence, and slowly shifts his gaze from Art’s face to his hips and back again. Oh. Art chokes on air, splutters out a disbelieving laugh. “You’d suck my dick?” He asks, incredulous. Patrick shrugs. “Already had your tongue down my throat, how different could your dick be?”

masters of the air

make you feel alive - bucky x buck

The one where Bucky is temporarily MIA, and Gale loses his mind.

Through the smoke, and the noise, and the grief, there’s Bucky. There’s blood all down the right side of his face, but his eyes are bright, and when he sees Gale his smile is even brighter. There are so many things he wants to say, so many things he wants to do, but there’s a crowd, and Gale doesn’t think he can find the right words anyway. Not here, not now. What he settles on is eloquent, and he hopes it portrays all of the feeling he puts behind it: “What took you so long?” Bucky’s grin widens. He shrugs his shoulders up to his ears and gestures back towards the poor excuse of a plane. “We took a detour,” he says simply.

summer rain - bucky x buck

The one where Bucky doesn’t cope very well with being a prisoner of war, and Gale is there to keep him grounded.

“Don’t you ever, ever, do something that stupid again.” John thinks if he concentrates he can feel the sharp of Gale’s nails through his jacket. “Our time’s gonna come.” When still, Bucky says nothing, Gale loosens his grip and places his hands softly on either side of John’s head. He places a delicate kiss on his cheek, his forehead, the bridge of his nose. “You gotta stay with me,” he says, pleading. I can feel this, Bucky thinks. Let this be the only thing I feel.

obsessions, and other things - bucky x buck

The one where the war ends, and the aftermath comes with both its good, and its bad.

“They’d have to catch us first,” Gale counters. “They’d catch you.” “Ain’t no bikes around for you to cheat with, Bucky.” Bucky turns to look at him then, a wide grin slowly slinks its way onto his face. He comes close, leans down, and places a long kiss on Gale’s mouth. When he pulls back he says, “I don’t need a bike,” and then he takes off running. It takes a moment for Buck’s brain to catch up, still in the moment ten seconds ago, and then he’s tearing out of the alleyway after him.

wild things - bucky x buck western au (NSFW)

The one where stablehand Gale finds outlaw John “Bucky” Egan bleeding out in his stables.

He takes the final step, lifts the lantern to flood the empty station with light, and sees a man laying on his stable floor. He’s brunette, sweating, breathing unsteadily. There’s blood wiped messily on his forehead, down his neck. Half laying, half sitting up against the stack of haybales Buck keeps at the bottom of this station, he’s got one bloody hand pressed to his right thigh, which is caked with crimson. His other hand rests wearily on the Colt that’s tucked into the waistband of his pants. Gale’s heart jumps, he wishes suddenly that he really did have a rifle, but when the man sees that Buck’s unarmed he raises the hand slowly, in a shaky surrender. - “You got a name?” Buck asks, in an attempt to distract. The stranger swallows and takes a deep breath. “Bucky.” Buck almost pauses in his work. He scoffs and shakes his head. “I’ll be damned.” “Why’s that?” “People call me Buck.” Bucky huffs out a pained laugh, which quickly devolves into a groan. When he’s finished, he says, “Goddamn fate.”

washed clean - bucky x buck

The one where Gale obsesses over cleanliness in the Stalag camp and Bucky does his best to understand.

John watched him work for a while, watched the way the dirt fell off his boot, satisfying-like, onto the steps below. Slender fingers worked the brush back and forth, a constant rhythm. Bucky would have quite liked to shut his eyes and listened to the sound, felt the way Gale’s body shifted with each stroke. He could pretend they were somewhere else – the porch of their own house, a summer day, their dog running around the front yard. He’d tip his head onto Gale’s shoulder, and the blonde would put his arm around him, and nothing would ever haunt them again. Not the war, not the memories, not themselves.

a magic touch - bucky x buck fantasy au

The one where Witch Hunter Gale Cleven is tasked with pursuing John Egan, a dangerous Sorcerer.

The cobblestone floor was melded around his left ankle, pinning him to the ground. He reaches back, tries to peel the stone away with his fingernails, but it’s like trying to pry up the Earth itself; a futile waste of time. Footsteps approach. Gale slowly, slowly, looks up. Above him, Egan is panting. He’s sweating, curly hair starting to stick to his forehead, and there’s an infuriating, amused smile on his pretty face. Gale looks up into that enchantress grin and hates him immensely. “Stuck, are we?” The witch quips lightly, and Gale grinds his teeth. He braces his hands against his thigh, begins to push himself up to standing, but as he gets half-way an unseen power forces him back to his knees. “Let me go,” Gale says through clenched teeth, all the calm of a sandstorm. Egan preens. “Say please.” I am going to tear you apart, Gale thinks. He says: “coward.” It does nothing to wipe the smile from Egan’s face. He crouches down, balances on the balls of his feet in front of him, and tips his head, regarding. “I find you witch hunters much more agreeable on your knees.”

seven miles out of freedom town - bucky x buck western au (NSFW)

The one where Deputy John Egan doesn’t come home for a few days, and Gale sets out to find him.

It had been four years since Gale Cleven had found one “Bucky” Egan almost bleeding to death in his stables, and life had been far better for it. The town of Lemmon welcomed their new Deputy sincerely, a pleasant change to the lawman who had come before him, and Bucky had responded to their acceptance with pleasing smiles and endearing quips. Even brothers, Crosby and Bubbles, had started to fear him less, and like him more. John had slipped into Gale’s world and knocked it out of orbit, into a kinder, softer galaxy. - Rosie’s holding a letter in his hand. “Bucky home yet?” He asks carefully. “I ain’t seen him.” All Gale can do is shake his head, dread building in his lungs. In his peripheral, Curt stands up. “He okay?” Curt asks. “Course he is,” Gale snaps, and then regrets it. He says, softer, “when you known him not to be okay?”

our flag means death

a study from a lighthouse - ed x stede

The one where Stede is a lighthouse and Ed is not immune to its beacon.

They could make plans to leave the life together, Ed would so enjoy the pleasure of running away, and when they see him standing at the dock they would not be frightened but loved and welcomed and expected. In a reversing of roles it is they who would be drawn to him.

your blinding light - ed x stede

The one where Ed meets the man who owns the lighthouse, and they both find everything they've ever wanted.

“Come for a trip?” Stede’s heart is a jackrabbit in his chest and he so badly wants to say yes, god, please yes, because is this not everything he has ever wanted? A kind pirate, who likes his handkerchief and handles his books so gently, with a lovely ship and access to the entire ocean. Someone to laugh with, and speak with who will listen and appreciate. He wants so deeply he fears he may die from the ache. But he is a lighthouse. Lighthouses do not sail the seas, they command them, and Stede’s not sure if he’s ready to make that change just yet. Not while there is work to be done. Not when he knows he will never want to go back.

the day that i met you, i started dreaming - ed x stede

The one where Ed fulfils his promise.

He stumbles down the lighthouse steps, feet and soul equally as eager, and when Stede wrenches the door open he sees Ed, soaking wet with a lamp in one hand, and the other outstretched towards him.

buzzfeed unsolved/watcher

hitchhikers - shane x ryan

The one where Shane and Ryan both stumble across a strange man with strange secrets.

Hitchhiking is dangerous, from both ends of the deal. There's a chance the person who picks you up is a killer. There's a chance you get picked up by a killer. Either way, it doesn't look good. What happens if one killer picks up another? - "Do you have a name?" He asked. “It's C.C.", the man said. And then, like an afterthought, "Tinsley. What's yours?” “Goldsworth." The lie came as easy as breathing. "Ricky Goldsworth.”

the axeman of new orleans - shane x ryan (NSFW)

The one where a certain axe weilding murderer takes a special interest in Ryan Begara.

It was funny, to him, the things he could stand, and the things he couldn’t. He could slit someones throat ear to ear, but he couldn’t touch old food that had been left on a plate overnight. He was fine with the splatter of blood on his face when he’d struck an artery, but he had to hold his breath when taking the trash out. He could take an axe to someones head, deform their skull, and leave them dying, but he couldn’t stand coffee. * Ryan’s out at a bar one night, "jazzing it up", to avoid the axemans wrath. The cute guy sat next to him might know a little more about the axeman than he lets on.

star wars: the acolyte

there's something about power - osha x qimir (NSFW)

The one where Qimir returns to the cave, injured, and Osha plays caretaker.

With the lightest pressure, she hooks her finger underneath his chin, and tips his head up. He goes incredibly easily, and that does nothing to help the power that threatens to course through her veins. Qimir’s lips part, she can feel his soft breath on her wrist, and there’s a look in his eyes that she doesn’t know the shape of yet. Osha leans slightly closer, wants to ensure the cut won’t begin bleeding again, and from there her gaze travels over the rest of his face, past the curve of his cheekbones, along his skin until her look lands on the soft pink of his mouth. Morals be damned. It would be so easy.

darkness ascending - osha x qimir hades and persephone au (NSFW)

The one where Osha is Persephone and Qimir is the God of the Underworld.

There is a man in her garden. Dressed in a long, black cloak; his hair is equally as dark. Slicked back away from his face, a few strands have betrayed him, and fallen into his midnight eyes. Tanned skin, dark stubble atop his upper lip. He’d made no sound as he approached, as if he too had grown from the Earth. He is, Osha thinks, offensively pretty.

marvel's eternals

i like the way your words taste - druig x makkari

The one where Druig makes a habit of kissing the back of Makkari's hand over the years.

My beautiful, beautiful Makkari. Did you miss me? The tip of her chin had been answer enough.

marvel's deadpool

put your money where your mouth is - logan x wade (NSFW)

The one where Logan and Wade go for a little drive in a Honda Odyessy, and then maybe get it on in the driver's seat.

The merc gasps suddenly, scrambling in his seat to sit on his knees. He reaches out with a single finger to poke and pinch at Logan’s neck. “Are you blushing?” “It’s irritation,” Logan bites back, trying to twitch his neck out of Deadpool’s grasp. “There’s nothing wrong with a bit of gentle canoodling, peanut. People like when the meanie goes soft.” Wade turns, and appears to address someone Logan can’t see. “I hear it’s very popular in fanfiction.” “Who are you talking to?” Logan asks, and Deadpool whips his head back round. Gloved fingers still on Logan’s neck, Wade drags them slowly down his shoulder, down past his arm and over his hip. “You,” he says seductively, “later, in your dreams.”

i want you i need you oh god - logan x wade (NSFW)

The one where Logan doesn't cope very well with living in Wade's world, and friendly neighbourhood Deadpool is there to help.

Logan can’t fucking escape the stupid little group Wade keeps calling X-Force – except they’re not stupid at all. They’re nice. They’re nice to him and it hurts so damn bad that each day he steps closer to leaning his forehead on his fist and hole punching his brain. They won’t leave him the fuck alone. - “You’re crazy,” he laughs, and Wade just blinks at him. “Wow. Cutting words. Not sure I’ll make it.” “Fucking…lunatic.” Wilson’s gaze flicks to a spot behind Logan’s head. “This has to be the worst degrading porn you’ve ever seen.” Then he’s placing his hands on Logan’s chest and guiding him to lay down. “Nighty night, gramps, we’ll find your viagra in the morning.”

the bathroom stall blues - logan x wade (NSFW)

The one where Logan leans his forehead against Wade's gun, and Wade puts his plan to save the world on hold.

Okay. So, new plan. Find a nice romantic bathroom stall and get his head popped off by Hugh Jackman’s biceps, then save the universe. He had a pocket-sized time machine stuffed in the side of his boot. He could afford to do a little sight-seeing. Wade clicks the safety back on his pistol before holstering the gun. He says sweetly, “just kidding. Maybe I could come with you? Preferably more than once, in all kinds of positions.”

song for the sleepless - logan x wade

The one where Logan and Wade both suffer from nightmares and do their best to help the other through it.

“What was it this time?” He asks, and Wade groans softly, tipping his head back. “Can’t we just have loud sex on the kitchen counter?” He tries. “And wake Blind Al?” Logan mocks. “Do you have a death wish?” “Oh I could finish twice before she even gets her nightie on. Three times when I see her in it.”

heist heist baby - logan x wade

The one where Logan and Wade go undercover as a married couple, and do whatever it takes to avoid detection.

How they were going to find a single USB stick half the size of Logan’s nutsack he had no fucking idea, but first they had to avoid detection, and that might prove more difficult because Wade was not made for high society. He cuts into conversations, eats so many Hors d’Oeuvres Logan thinks he might be sick, actually laughs when he sees a little bowl of caviar with a little spoon to serve with. He slurps the tiny balls off the spoon before putting the spoon back, and Logan’s going to pop a fucking aneurysm. - “I saw this in a movie once,” Wade whispers, before grabbing the front of Logan’s suit and slamming their mouths together.

tomorrow and tomorrow and tomorrow - wade x logan (NSFW)

The one where Wade gets stuck in a time loop, and he's determined to get Logan out of it alive.

“How many times have we had this conversation?” Logan asks, rubbing a hand over his eyes. Too fucking many, Wade thinks. The table is cool against his skin, and the fork embedded in his hand throbs with a pulsing heat. He thinks he might just stay here for a while, see how the universe kills him like this. Knowing his luck, someone would walk right up and take Logan’s head off, and then he’d have to watch him die, again. Wade loves movies that fuck with time – Days of Future Past is genuinely his favourite X-Men film – but God did it fucking suck to live through one.

that one bruno mars song - logan x wade

The one where Wade asks five times for Logan to marry him, and the one time Logan says yes.

Wade ducks his head into the crook of Logan’s neck, breaths long and deep. It’s warm in the space here, and his nightmare riddled, sleep-plagued mind thinks he’d quite like to move in. “Marry me?” He murmurs, lips pressed to the skin. Logan sighs. “Ask me properly.”

team-ups, and other inconveniences - logan x wade

The one where Logan goes on missions for the X-Men, and some mutant in a red suit keeps showing up and stealing his kills.

“Unlock the chains,” Logan says slowly, barely containing his annoyance. “What’s the magic word?” The merc singsongs. “Blow me.” “That’s not even close.” “Deadpool–“ “Say my name.” Logan blinks. “What?” Deadpool shrugs, throws the key into the air, catches it. He repeats, “say my name.”

arcane

oil slick and bathwater - vi x caitlyn

The one where Caitlyn attempts to wash the darkness from Vi's hair, and from their past.

“You’re half made of oil.” “It adds character.” “It adds dirt.” “I didn’t realise you were a germaphobe.” “We're sharing a bath.” Vi’s response to that is to slide down into the water until she’s fully submerged. Caitlyn laughs. She laughs. After a moment, Vi comes up for air. The shampoo has left her hair, and whilst the black hasn’t completely washed out, scarlet peaks through the void like sunrise, and Vi seems all the brighter for it. She slicks her hair back out of her eyes, and Caitlyn hates how much the make-up smudged around the powder blue really does add character. - Vi cranes her neck to look at her once more. It’s just at the same moment that Caitlyn is pulling the cloth down her neck and over her collarbone. She watches Vi’s gaze catch on the movement, watches her lips slip open. Caitlyn’s hand stills. And then she takes a chance.

[softquietsteadylove]

there can't be enough thenamesh reunion fics!

may i ask for more?

Gilgamesh yanked the Warrior back by the shoulder. She tried to regain her balance but he slammed his fist against her head, creating a gust strong enough to rattle the ship windows. She went down softly.

"Oi!" The Mind Reader was quick to respond to his fallen comrade. They all had a sense of togetherness that Gilgamesh admitted he found absent within his own team (himself, the Soaring Eternal and their Prime).

Ikaris took advantage of the team's sense of protectiveness. He grasped the Speedster's armour collar with his hand, using her as a shield against the puppeteer. He fired his eyes into the dark haired one's armour, sending him through the wall. Then, the Speedster was nothing but a burden.

Gilgamesh winced as she was thrown headfirst to the ground. Ikaris wasn't stronger than him - he knew that for a fact - but he certainly acted more brutally.

"Come on," he muttered in his accent, dragging the body of the Speedster behind him as he floated over to retrieve the Mind Reader as well.

Gilgamesh stared down at the Warrior Eternal. Her body was also limp, but he could feel the Cosmic Energy thrumming within her veins. He could practically feel the rhythm of her heart, if he let himself imagine it. He didn't know what made them so different, according to Arishem.

"You want a hand with 'er or what?" Ikaris snarled at him, piling both of his catches under his arms to bring back to Ajak at the helm of the ship. He was probably just going to sling her over his shoulder, or worse, drag her.

"Go ahead," Gilgamesh grumbled, kneeling down to her. She was his defeat, and his responsibility. Ikaris floated ahead, even banging the Mind Reader's head against the door frame in his lack of care.

Her face looked so peaceful.

Gilgamesh caught himself trying to move her hair away from her face before sighing. He slipped one hand under her arm and shoulders, and the other under her knees. She folded into his grasp so easily he wasn't sure if she weighed anything at all.

"Gil."

He stared down at her, ready for another fight if she was waking again. But as he drew his arms in, all she did was relax against him--him, the enemy. He couldn't imagine why.

But her head rolled to the side, and her tiara even met the cold, hard shell of his chest plate. And yet she had a little smile on her face, as if there were no place she would rather be. He adjusted her a little before making the trip to the head of the ship as well. He did have the courtesy not to smack her head against the door, at least.

She kept calling him Gil.

No one called him that. He didn't even think of himself like that. His name was Gilgamesh, and he was the Strongest Eternal, sent by Arishem to retrieve rogue Eternals who had been tainted by the Deviants of Earth. He had never met this woman before.

But his heart ached in his chest as he carried her.

He felt conflicted fighting her. He had felt awful knocking her out. And he had felt so protective at the thought of Ikaris laying a single hand on her.

"There he is."

Gilgamesh walked in with the Warrior Eternal in his arms. He held her gently, just briefly looking at the other two piled on the floor like litter.

"Well done," Ajak said, observing the difference in technique between him and Ikaris. She waved her glowing hands.

Gilgamesh stepped back slightly as the woman in his arms floated up out of his embrace and upright. The lines of her energy signature formed around her, creating a golden cage in a sense around her.

"These will hold them until we arrive at the World Forge," Ajak clarified as the three bodies floated to their places around the statue of Arishem.

Ikaris joined Ajak again at the front window, discussing their strategy. Those two seemed close but also at odds, in a weird way. Gilgamesh turned away from them, back to the blonde.

She was beautiful.

He wasn't a traitor just for thinking so. He walked closer, looking up at her floating just off the ground. The signature of her Cosmic Energy was weaker, but he could swear he still felt it calling out to him. It was like they were cut from the same cloth.

He reached up, tucking some hair behind her ear and out of his way. It felt familiar, in a terrifying way. Her eyes didn't even flutter. Not that he wanted her to wake up.

Gilgamesh looked back at his teammates, but they were whispering among themselves. They weren't any more concerned with him than he was about them. And that was just fine. They were a team, not some cobbled together family unit.

He looked up at her again. Thena. That name had been pulsing in his head since he saw her. He wasn't sure how; she was the Warrior Eternal, deadly and traitorous. That was all he knew about her. Except her name. And that she had a sweet sounding laugh. It echoed through memories he didn't have.

He hadn't even realised he was reaching up until his fingertips met her cheek. He didn't know what he was doing. He had no explanation for it to himself, much less to his team, let alone the woman herself. Her skin was soft.

It seemed impossible, but he could have sworn to all the stars in the sky that she leaned into his touch, however much she could. He didn't press his palm to her skin. That felt...wrong--like he had no right. Just looking at her felt like a betrayal of some kind. "Thena."

The Warrior's sandy coloured eyelashes fluttered. Maybe she was stronger than Ajak had assumed. She couldn't open her eyes, but he knew they were green (somehow). "Gil."

That name again. It made his whole body burn, like his chest was on fire. He stood back from the Warrior calling for him--someone. He didn't know who she was calling out to, but it wasn't really him.

"Gilgamesh."

He turned towards his Prime, and his fellow Eternal at the window. It seemed so cold over there. He nodded, walking over silently. Only when he was further away did he realise he had been holding the Warrior Eternal's hand.

"Are you prepared to hand them over?" Ajak asked.

He frowned, "why wouldn't I be?"

Ajak was silent, but Ikaris freely scoffed at him, "y'seem awfully soft on the traitor. There's no need for the gentleman routine with faulty scum."

Gilgamesh clenched his fists at his side, but he forced himself to remember his place. "I'm curious, but I'm not confused about the mission."

"Good," Ajak concluded, ending the conversation for both of them.

Ikaris let out one last laugh at him before floating off again. Did he have to fly everywhere just for the sake of it? He could walk just fine.

Gilgamesh tried not to seem like he was watching keenly as Ikaris walked by the prisoners again. Ikaris also looked up at the Warrior Eternal, and Gilgamesh tried not to yell at his teammate to keep his distance from her.

But Ikaris kept moving, and Gilgamesh wasn't eager to admit that his chest loosened. His eyes left the figure of Thena floating limply. He blinked, finding Ajak staring at him. "What?"

She looked back at the Warrior Eternal and then back to him. "You know her."

He shook his head. "We were briefed on all of them. She was a better fighter than I could have imagined. I think that deserves some respect."

Yes, he had respect for his fellow Fighter. She seemed very much his equal, all agility where he was sturdiness. He wanted her to be treated with respect and honour, just like any good warrior.

He wanted her to be handled so delicately a flower would weep with envy.

"I agree," Ajak sufficed to say. She gave him one last look before leaning closer, "keep your mission in mind, Gilgamesh. Whatever the traitors try to whisper in your ear...remember their deception."

"I will," he assured his team leader before she too departed. He stayed at the window, looking into the vast nothingness where eventually the World Forge would come into view. He looked over his shoulder.

It wouldn't be long until he could ask her why she called him Gil.

[upon-a-starry-night]

Never Lost Pt1

~Ongoing~

Drukkari x female reader

College Au

Summary: You meet your new roommate Makkari and her friends at college. Something begins developing between you, Druig, and Makkari, but will insecurities and sorority girls get in the way of your blooming romance?

(disclaimer! This series is unedited and will have errors- I apologize)

You smiled as you felt the fresh warm air hit your face, stepping out of the car you admired to view in front of you.The dorm buildings were huge and lavish, you could only imagine what the inside looked like. 

You were snapped out of your thoughts by your mom nudging your shoulder

“Come on Y/n, we don’t have all day and I have a flight to catch” She grabbed some of your bags from the backseat and began walking towards the dorm doors, you playfully rolled your eyes- it was 8 AM you both had plenty of time to get your stuff unpacked.

Your mother had gratefully made the drive up to California with you in your car, but she was catching a flight back home this evening in order to get back in time for work.

You grabbed one of the duffel bags and slung it around your shoulder before grabbing a box and following after your mom, you found her talking with the receptionist at the front desk of the building, they both looked at you as you approached

“Hi! You must be Y/n?” the woman questioned and you groaned

“Mom, what have you told her?” your mom just shook her head with a small smile

“I’m just trying to find out where your room is y/n” She stated, you squinted your eyes at her in suspicion

“Right, I just need you to sign a few papers and then i can give you your keycard- it’s used to get in your dorm, foodhall, and lounge rooms” 

“Ok cool” You set down your stuff and grabbed the pen handed to you, briefly reading over everything before signing

“So she has a roommate right?” Your mom inquired

“Yes, she arrived yesterday so all of her stuff will be in the room already, i’m not sure if she’s there currently but i guess you’ll find out” The receptionist said

“She?” Your mother turned to you with an inquisitive smirk on her face and you had to physically restrain yourself from rolling your eyes again. 

It was no secret that you were bisexual, and you were lucky to have a mother that was accepting but it also meant that she was buying you anything and everything that had a rainbow and assumed you were going to fall in love with every girl you met. You were lucky you did most of the shopping for your dorm by yourself or you’re almost entirely sure your bedspread and school supplies would all be rainbow.

You waved a polite goodbye to the front desk lady as you picked up your bags and new keycard and began walking to your dorm, you had to take the elevator because your room was on the second floor but you didn’t mind as you didn’t have anything too heavy to unpack anyway.

You scanned the keycard until the lock flashed green and entered the room, you looked over to the other side that was practically already fully decorated and noticed a few track trophies and posters of older bands of music, they had good taste you decided. 

You set your stuff down on your side, throwing the duffle bag onto the bed before following it and laying down. 

Huh, the bed wasn’t as bad as you thought it’d be. 

Your mother huffed “no no no Y/n there is no time for resting, we’ve got to unpack the rest of the car come on” She left no room for arguments as she exited the room, she was always one to worry about time crunches.

You ran after your mom as she nearly speed walked out of the building, stopping in the lobby to catch your breath when you noticed by far the prettiest girl you’d ever seen walk into the building, she was dressed in a crop top and leggings showing off her beautiful caramel skin and good physique as she wiped sweat off her neck with a towel, obviously coming back from some sort of run.

She looked over at you, catching you staring and giving you the most beautiful smile you’d ever seen before waving and walking away. Oh yeah, you liked this college already. 

You and your mom grabbed the rest of your stuff and you locked your car before making your way back, this time when you opened your door there was someone inside and you thanked the heavens for whoever assigned the roommates. The same girl you’d run into downstairs was sitting on her bed and scrolling on her phone, looking up when you and your mother entered

“Oh look Y/n! Hi, I’m y/n’s mother it’s nice to meet you” You mother set down the boxes she was holding and walked over to the pretty girl who sat up to shake your moms hand 

“What’s your name darling?” your mother questioned, you could see the girl paying avid attention to your mom’s mouth, you were about to question it before your eyes were drawn down to her hands as she signed her name M-a-k-k-a-r-i. Ah, now you understood, she was reading her lips.

You smiled to yourself as you put down your boxes and walked over, introducing yourself in return, the girl looked mildly surprised but more pleased than anything.

“You speak sign language?” She signed

You nodded “My nephew is deaf so i learned it so I could communicate with him-, you explained

“That’s very sweet of you” 

“Thank you”

“Well i’m glad to see you two getting along already” you mother interjected “but we need to get you set up Hon” she turned to you and you sighed

“Alright”

Makkari offered to help and despite you telling her you didn’t want to inconvenience her, she still helped you set up a few things, the three of you working together got the unpacking done a lot faster than you’d excepted and by the time noon came around you were practically finished 

“Shit that was fast” you expressed, Makkari smiling and your mother swatting you on the shoulder

You sat down on your bed as your mother announced she was going to the bathroom, Makkari sat across from you on her bed

“So,” you began signing “You do track?” you nodded your head in the direction of her trophies

She beamed “Yes! I love running, it’s always been very therapeutic for me”

You snorted “couldn’t be me, exercise is not my thing, the most I can do is like 2 push-ups and a hike to the nearest ice cream shop”

She shook her head, pretending to scold you “exercise is very important, helps to keep you healthy”

“Amongst other things” you muttered to yourself, trying hard not to look at the abs showing slightly under the crop top she was wearing, when you looked back up she was smirking. Shit, had she read your lips?

Your mother burst back in right at that moment, complaining that you hadn’t moved since she left and forcing you to get off your bed to continue setting everything up, there were still some things you needed, like food for the next week at least and a few textbooks so after finishing your room you waved goodbye to Makkari and went off with your mom.

You had a feeling this school year was going to be interesting, to say the least

Yay Chapter 1! As always, Please leave a comment to tell me what you thought!- Starry

Pt2.

[zaenight]

Silent promises chapter 3

Rosaleigh smiled as she sat by bobo's grave leaving some flowers for him, before staring at the sky.

She should stop by the library to see if April needs anything, letting out a smile she patted bobo's little memorial stone, before running off halfway into town.

Rosaleigh spotted a very familiar man get off his motorcycle as she ran past the barbershop, as he looked at her with a small smile she waved.

"What the fuck was that smile for, you got yourself a girl or what." Angel said spotting the girl as she ran past.

"Just being friendly bro, you should try it sometime, maybe then girls would like you more." Ez stated as they walked into the barbershop.

"Fuck you Ezekiel." Angel said muttering how girls did like him, and they liked assholes better than goody goodies.

"Whatever you say bro." Ez said rolling his eyes.

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Rosaleigh huffed, turns out April was out sick, and Serenity had taken Omari on a weekend trip to charming to visit an uncle of hers that had re-connected with her.

And so, Rosaleigh made her way into town, heading towards the local food truck owned by Big Benny who had dropped off tacos and drinks earlier in the morning.

She observed the numerous 'Los Olvidados' flyers scattered across the walls and the ground, shaking her head.

 A man and woman bumped into her as she was knelt down picking up a Flyer, they apologized before rushing off.

Rosaleigh shook off the weird encounter as she went to Benny thanking him for earlier, rushing off to visit Felipe.

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After a stare down between her and Felipe, he finally let her help out, this girl was stubborn.

Ez entered the shop, not noticing Rosaleigh who was wiping down counters.

"I got that, Pop." Ez said helping Felipe out with the box.

"Thanks." Felipe said as Ez caught sight of Rosaleigh.

"Tu novia es muy terca" Felipe stated heading to the back to give them some alone time.

[Your girlfriend is very stubborn]

Rosaleigh stared at Ez Raising a brow.

Ez cleared his throat, before pulling out a notebook and pen.

"How have you been?" Ez spoke as he wrote, Rosaleigh could read his lips just fine, but she loved how considerate he was.

GOOD

Rosaleigh wrote as she signed, giving him a soft smile.

"Hey maybe later on you could stop by, teach me sign language." Ez said noticing her reading his lips.

Rosaleigh nodded happily, he wanted to learn, it was surprising, and very exciting to her.

Ez chuckled as her expression was filled with joy, he doesn't know why she made him feel this way, it was different than what he felt for Emily.

"Look pops might act like he doesn't like people, but I can tell he enjoys your company."  Ez said as he wrote it down.

IS THIS YOUR WAY OF TELLING ME TO HANG OUT WITH YOUR FATHER? 

Ez chuckled as Rosaleigh wrote in her notebook, he shook his head before writing.

Maybe I just want to know if your safe out there, if you hang with pops I could stop by and see you too.

Ez wrote as Rosaleigh let out a soft laugh, and dios mio he fell in love with the sound, even if she couldn't hear it.

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Later on, Rosaleigh had gone to check up on April to see how she was feeling, the older woman had a slight fever but other than that she was doing ok.

She then went to check how Benny and his son where doing, however as people were frozen or running from the scene she froze.

 Infront of the food truck, two burned bodies laid with those los olvidados flyers in their mouths. 

Big Benny and Little Benny were no more, as they lay forever still on the concrete ground.

As Rosaleigh looked up, she caught sight of Ez who was already staring right back at her, he just wanted to comfort her as he saw the look in her eyes.

Angel, Coco, and Adelita, all saw him staring at the girl.

Angel glanced at his brother with a look in his eyes, this was the same woman who ran past them earlier, one thing Angel noticed was the lack of shoes on her feet, strange woman.

"I don't think this is the kind of smoke you were talking about." Angel said to Adelita looking at the burned bodies.

The chilling music filled the air as Rosaleigh headed towards Carnicería Reyes, she knew Ez was following right behind her.

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"Lo siento, no one should ever witness something like that." Ez said writing on a piece of paper before entering the shop.

When they were fully in the shop Ez turned around, pulling Rosaleigh into a hug, Rosaleigh was shocked at first before wrapping her arms around him.

She the grabbed his hands before messing with his fingers, he then realized she was showing him how to sign something.

He watched as she then did it with her own fingers and motioned for him to do the same.

As he did the same motion she had done, she then wrote on a piece of paper.

NOW YOU KNOW HOW TO SIGN 'IT'S OK'

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Now Rosaleigh was watching as Ez was fixing something for Felipe, handing him tools.

 "Don't tighten it too much, you'll bend the copper." Felipe said to Ez as Rosaleigh held the flashlight.

"I know." Ez said as a knock was heard.

Rosaleigh however felt the vibrations of a car pull up, as she looks at Ez confused.

Rosaleigh saw Felipe open the door, a beautiful blonde woman coming in, Emily Galindo, Wife of Miguel Galindo.

Now he's someone you didn't want to mess with, and as she looked at Ez she knew there was some history.

She nodded her head towards Emily before following Felipe.

"That's Rosaleigh, she's been coming around and helping pops out." Ez said noticing her stare.

"You care for her?" Emily asked, the woman seemed kind, and she swears she's seen her at the bakery where she gets cupcakes.

"...Yeah Em, I do." Ez said as the two then spoke about what happened to her son, she wanted his help.

And then with her Roast in hand she left, noticing how Ez stared softly at Rosaleigh.

She's glad that he found someone, even if he himself doesn't know it yet.

[allthngs]

i know it’s been more than a year and nobody’s talking about eternals anymore, but i’ve read so many drukkari fics over the course of the last 12 months that i’m just SAD i never got my college AU where they’re both college professors, makkari’s teaching archeology and druig’s teaching psychology / STEM and they just meet and flirt and fall in love OK ????? unfair

[ohmystaxk]

Golden Stars MASTERLIST

Part 1 | Part 2 | Part 3 | Part 4 | Part 5 | Part 6 (Coming Soon)

NOW ON AO3 (Chapters to be Updated)

Pairing: (Druig x OC!Zephyr)

Content/Tags: CONTENT WARNINGS AND MORE WILL BE ADDED WITH EACH PART. Friends to Lovers, Thousand of years of yearning, Angst, Sexual Harassment, SA Attempt, Major Character Death, Minor Character Death, Ajak being a Mother figure to Ikaris and Zephyr, Kingo and Zephyr being the absolute besties that they are, Ikaris and Zephyr are twins (more like they are made of the same cosmic energy [possible Adam and Eve parallel]), Ikaris and Zephyr are so similar that they hate each other.

Summary:

In 1491, Zephyr, one of the eleven Eternals; left them all behind. In the present she is found after the strange resurgent of deviants, and is reunites with Ikaris, Sersi and Sprite. A heartbreaking conversation leads her to learn about the tragic death of their once leader, Ajak.

Zephyr, feels much like stranger amongst her old friends, alone and isolated in the mist of their sudden reunion. And yet, she is not alone. Druig, who also left the Eternals 30 years after her, is the one that never forgot about her, the one that constantly wondered about her whereabouts and safety.

"I never believed in ghosts, but I might as well do now." Druig eyed her up and down, impressed by what his eyes were witnessing. "If it isn't Zephyr, Wielder of the Stars. My, how much have I miss seeing your face."

"Druig," she answered back as she looked up into his eyes, not looking away, not wanting, afraid she might not see them again.

"You look as beautiful as the day you left me."

[athenamarie]

✏️ FIRST AND LAST LINES ✏️

RULES: Go to your last 5 published fics and share the first and last line with no context!

A Kind Of Pretty Lethal Detective Duo:

FIRST: “Middle school. Talent show.”

LAST: “It’s a bit of a mystery to Wayne as to why, but he hugs the kid back nevertheless.”

Long Years Have Passed:

FIRST: “She often came to him like this.”

LAST: “Chrissy does not have anymore dreams that night.”

There You Are Sweetheart, Sorry I’m Late

FIRST: “In the land of Ingary, where such things as seven-league boots and cloaks of invisibility really exist, it is quite a misfortune to be born an only child.”

LAST: “‘That’s my girl,’ he says, and hops backwards off the balcony railing with a wiggled goodbye of his fingers.”

What If: Druig Went To Makkari:

FIRST: “Druig can hardly stay still.”

LAST: “He prays they can give Ikaris a long and painful death.”

I Thought I Had Wandered Into a Dream:

FIRST: “Chrissy had to be with her mother for the rest of the day, but they agreed to meet back at the clearing to take her to his Uncle’s.”

LAST: “And more.”

I was tagged by @1lostsoul0fishbowl and I’m tagging @beautifuldrukkari @simplymakkari ❤️

[kangaracha]

hey do that tag game and tag zom mom

Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you’ve written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love ♥️

sent: december 16th 2022. once again, i am the queen of finding old posts. and you all said i should tag things so i can find them later, ha.

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'NEVERMORE' we all knew would come out on top. this is THE brainworm. the piece de resistance. the swansong except i'm not quitting or dying when it's done. hopefully. i haven't told anyone but i'm very aware this could blow out to 200 or 300k if i finish it, and it's. i just love it. unfettered creativity etc. Nevermore is based on the stray kids cinematic universe, the music videos and performances that all connect to tell a story, but even if you don't know stray kids, i think you can read it - it's about a group of boys (a band? a group of musicians?) stumbling into another world that is made of music and controlled by a strict government, and their journey back home to their own time and place, and the things that are left in their wake. it's huge and it's long and it's the first time i've reached 70k and still felt like i have a hand on all the plot lines without leaving plot holes in my wake.

'The Gone And The Gathered' is a zombies fic set in an au where zombietown is treated as an internment camp by Seabrook, also based on ghettos/concentration camps from WW2. Zombies are used to run the power plant and supply electricity and water to Seabrook and have never left the town; werewolves are known wild entities, and some have been captured as they are Useful in maintenance in the power plant. The story follows teenaged Wanda and Zoey through a series of discoveries about their world and the ripple effect this has on Zombietown and the world beyond the walls that they have never seen - and it's about staying quiet and accepting your lot in life, or daring to strike out and create a better future for yourself and your people, even if it might mean sacrificing yourself.

'Turn Your Back On Mother Nature' is a MCU Eternals fic, focused on Druig and Makkari. It contains five canon compliant scenes that, given my own director's cut, I would have added to the movie - not meant to change anything, but just meant to complement the plot and the character's own individual storylines and give more depth and meaning. I feel like I really excel at working within the boundaries given by a certain media and it's one of the main things that keeps me coming back to the challenge of writing fanfiction, and I'm so proud of the job that I did on this - it's well written, my character work really stands out, and I thought the scenes really worked to capture each idea I was trying to express. mwah good job roo.

'To Go Beyond Your Borders' is my pokemon comfort fic. It follows Angie, the champion of Sinnoh but also a disgraced public figure, and a journey of self-discovery as she runs away to Galar to compete in the Gym Challenge there. I started writing this in my depression/anxiety era, and in a lot of roundabout ways a lot of the themes/Angie's struggles are based on challenges I've faced in the last few years, so this fic is. Really cool, and something I keep coming back to as I really like the story I built for it. If more mature pokemon journeys is something you're interested in, this is the fic for you - and the composition of it, with social media interlaced with traditional storytelling, is so fun, I love doing it and coming up with the different bits and where they'll make the most impact. This is just so fun to work on and more people should read it so I make it more of a priority cause seeing this finished one day is going to make me so happy.

'if only we knew (the things we know)' and it's sequel, 'and the chasm grows', two of my long zombies stand-alones, are the fics i always think of first when asked what writing I'm most proud of. The themes are big - death, and knowing that you're going to die soon (cancer related themes, though this isn't about cancer), and facing down the idea of genocide of your entire race. They're very dark, as they have to be, and they're very hopeless, and whenever the odd reader comes along they tell me that they cried, and yet I think I managed to find a little bit of warmth in each, the strings of community and family and comfort that hold on until the very end. I specifically recommend the final scene of chasms, which i wrote in a blinding flash of inspiration and will never be able to recreate - it sticks with me even now, and while I can't remember certain other scenes from these fics, I will never forget that ending, and the way it made me as the writer feel when i finished and looked back on it.

[megamindsecretlair]

The way he talked to her and was an asshole to everyone else 😮‍💨 yeah, just yeah

ETERNALS (2021) dir. Chloe Zhao

[lady-of-the-spirit]

Makkari's most important relationship is not with Druig and vice versa like I know romance rots fan brains but Makkari spent most of her screentime with Kingo (besties!), not Druig. Druig's interactions with Sersi (which to me were some of his most significant moments) show that he was close with her, too.

[djarinova]

WHY is there so many fics in the eternals tag I just want gifs bro

[upon-a-starry-night]

Never Lost Pt2

Drukkari x female reader

College Au

Summary: You meet your new roommate Makkari and her friends at college. Something begins developing between you, Druig, and Makkari, but will insecurities and sorority girls get in the way of your blooming romance?

Pt1.

(disclaimer! This series is unedited and will have errors- I apologize)

After saying goodbye to your mom at the airport you drove back to the dorm, Makkari was nowhere to be seen when you opened the door so you opted for a shower to wash away the slight disappointment you were feeling. 

You couldn’t deny that she was absolutely gorgeous, and she seemed very talented and funny, you couldn’t wait to get to know her more, and if everyone on campus was as hot as her then you were going to have a really good year.

You stepped out of the shower and wrapped a towel around yourself, looking around and realizing you forgot to grab some clothes. You peaked out of the door of the bathroom, and seeing that Makkari was still out you swiftly walked out of the bathroom and to your duffel bag to search for an outfit, you were so busy shuffling through your clothes you didn’t hear the small ‘beep’ of the door unlocking and you froze when you heard it open.

 You turned to the door, clutching the towel tightly as you noticed Makkari in the doorway, eyes wracking over your towel-clad body before coming up to meet your own, a slight blush donning her cheeks. 

You dropped a hand to sign “Sorry” which ultimately drew her attention toward your chest and caused you to flush a little. 

She shook her head out of whatever she was thinking and brought a hand up to cover her eyes, a slight smile now being the only thing visible on her face, it was the perfect opportunity to look at her lips but unfortunately, you had to get dressed if you wanted to preserve at least a little bit of your dignity.

 You rushed to the bathroom to change into your pajamas before exiting to find Makkari had changed into hers as well, a guilty smile found it’s way to your lips

“Sorry” you signed again

“Don’t be” she dismissed and sat criss-crossed on her bed, you copied her position on your own. 

“what year are you?”  she questioned

“i’m a junior” you started “ I started my first few  years of college in my hometown because my family wanted me to stay close -and I was too scared to move away honestly, but then we took a vacation here last summer and I saw this college and I knew I wanted to transfer” you explained, she nodded in understanding

“I’m a junior too, a few of my friends and I transferred  here because our old college got shut down, the principle was kind of controlling and the college wasn’t getting enough students admitted so the state stopped funding”

“oh wow, I’m sorry”

“I’m not, I like this college a lot more already”  she gave you a mischievous smile and you blushed

“do you know if there’s anything on the itinerary  yet?”

“my friends said they’re doing a welcome bonfire tomorrow  night and a few more bonding things before classes start next week” she concluded

“that’s pretty cool” she nodded in agreement

“I can introduce you to my friends tomorrow if you want?” Makkari proposed

“I’d like that” the two of you exchanged numbers before getting under the covers and going to bed with a quick “goodnight”

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You woke up with a smile on your face and a text from Makkari

Makkari: Hey Y/n! I went on a morning run but I promise I’ll be back soon ;)

You quickly typed out a response 

                                       Y/n: Ok cool! See you in a bit, have fun torturing yourself

 You stretched before getting dressed and heading out the door, you asked the receptionist for a map before following it to the food hall. When you get there your jaw nearly drops and that plethora of foods they have available, you were about to get food when you stopped and pulled out your phone, shooting a quick text to Makkari

         Y/n: Have you eaten breakfast?

The reply was almost instant

Makkari: No?

        Y/n: are you allergic to anything?

Makkari: Ni

Makkari: No*

       Y/n: kay

Makkari: ??

You grabbed some fruit cups, orange juice bottles, and waffles with little syrup packets before making your way back up into the dorm, Makkari was already there by the time you got back and you found yourself faced with her abs again as you entered to room.

You couldn’t help but watch the way her throat moved as she drank the water from her water bottle, jesus she wasn't the only one who was thirsty- 

“You better not be a picky eater” you joked

She lit up as she spotted the food in your hands, coming over to grab half of the things you brought before giving you a hug, sandalwood and vanilla instantly flooded your senses, you would’ve stayed in her arms all day if you could. 

The two of you ate your breakfast in happy silence before you finally spoke up

“Do you have any plans for today?” you let her read your lips, you found you quite liked when her attention was on them, she shook her head no before getting up to throw her trash away

- Do you want to watch a movie or something?- you suggested

“Yes”

The two of you spent the rest of the morning/noon watching rom-coms and bickering over which was the best one before Makkari decided you two should probably start getting ready for the bonfire

“Do you know if we have to bring anything?” You turned from your closet to sign to Makkari

“I don’t think so, they should be providing food and drinks” She signed back from her closet

“ I can’t find anything good to wear” you huffed

“let me help” Makkari smiled, walking over and putting a hand on your waist as she moved you over slightly to get a better look at your wardrobe, it made you shiver and you’re more than sure she felt it but she gave no indication that she had. 

She pulled out a pair of white jean shorts and a black t-shirt and handed it to you, you changed in the bathroom before coming out and looking in the mirror, 

“It’s cute but I feel like it’s missing something” you confessed, she nodded her head in agreement, walking back over to your closet and looking for something before going back to her side and retrieving a jean jacket. She handed it over to you and a light blush crept onto your face as you slipped it on

“are you sure?” you knew it was going to be cold and you certainly weren’t opposed to wearing her jacket but you didn’t know if you two had reached that level comfortability yet. Apparently, you had as Makkari gives you a nod and motions for you to turn around and look in the mirror

“it looks good, Thank you” You gave her a smile that she returned before the two of you continued getting ready.

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By ☁︎☽ Cocoa ☁︎☽ @cocoamoonmalfoy @darksideofthecocoamoon

𖥔 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐇𝐈𝐌 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝟕 | god of spring!timothee chalamet

Part seven of the crown him series

✶ 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐇 𝐀 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐕𝐘 𝐇𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐈'𝐋𝐋 𝐆𝐔𝐈𝐃𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐃𝐀𝐆𝐆𝐄𝐑 | the beast

Imagine a twisted beauty and the beast. Reverse kidnapping: I’m in your house and I’m not leaving

𖥔 𝐃𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐃𝐄𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐌𝐈𝐍𝐄𝐃 | bard!timothee chalamet

An unlikely trio on an impossible quest pick up a stray along the way

𖥔 ✶ 𝐂𝐎𝐕𝐄𝐓 | soft!dark!king hal

Hal could sympathize with Hades, for after seeing the light of life, how could he not pin it close to his darkness

𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐊𝐄 | king hal

Hal finds that sitting for his portrait isn’t bad at all

𝐓𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐃 𝐀𝐑𝐌𝐎𝐑 | prince hal

Disowned or not, the son of the king needed to be protected

By ★ Jen ★ @jen-with-a-pen

𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐓𝐈𝐄𝐃 𝐔𝐏 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | art student!frat brother!steve rogers

Steve can’t remember what happened last night, but his body sure does. Regret is the worst hangover of all - even more so when you can’t remember what you regret

✶ 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒 𝐀𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘 𝐅𝐄𝐄𝐓 | bucky barnes

Being held captive and experimented on definitely wasn’t in your job description. After what seems like months in HYDRA captivity, rescue finally arrives - but what is rescue if not relief from suffering.

By 𖠰 Nat 𖠰 @the-iceni-bitch

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀𝐋𝐈𝐄'𝐒 𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐎𝐔𝐒 𝐌𝐀𝐘𝐇𝐄𝐌 | kinktober masterlist

Prepare yourselves for a month filled with wicked and scandalous delights, with vicious and freakish lovers for whatever type of monster you may fancy

By ❈ Beanie ❈ @shadeysprings

𖥔 ✶ 𝐅𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐅𝐄𝐒𝐓 | kinktober masterlist

Four stories with captivatingly dark themes

𖥔 ✶ 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 𝐎𝐑 𝐍𝐎 𝐃𝐄𝐀𝐋 | dark!pete brenner

You work hard to entice the biggest possible client for your company, but he has his own ideas for you to make you say yes

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐈𝐍 𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃𝐁𝐘𝐄𝐒 | dark!ransom drysdale

Ransom makes it known why breaking up with him is wrong.

𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 𝐎𝐍 𝐈𝐕𝐎𝐑𝐘 | priest!lee boedecker

The new priest of your church asks you to sing for him.

𖥔 ✶ 𝐍𝐎 𝐖𝐀𝐘 𝐎𝐔𝐓 | serial killer!lee boedecker

With the serial killer targeting boys, you thought you were safe. Until you weren’t.

By ❥ Courtney ❥ @chasingmidnights

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐀𝐌𝐏𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 | thirteen nights of halloween masterlist

13 Nights of Halloween and each night is going to be a different (what I'm calling) "campfire stories". Each story is going to be told by a different character ranging from Chris Evans characters to Sebastian Stan characters to Marvel Characters. Make sure to take a look at the Intro to meet the various characters! So, gather around the fire and try not to get too scared.

By ⚔︎ Suz ⚔︎ @targaryenvampireslayer

𖥔 𝐇𝐀𝐔𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐃 | ghost!bucky barnes

Bucky was taken from you by HYDRA a year ago. You mourn him and miss him, until you start dreaming of him… until he starts coming back to you

By ✵ Selene ✵ @fluffyprettykitty

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐌 𝐖𝐈𝐋𝐒𝐎𝐍 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | sugar daddy!sam wilson

Quick and dirty sugar daddy Sam Drabble.

By 𖤛 Roo 𖤛 @darkficsyouneveraskedfor

✶ 𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐆 𝐈𝐓 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐋𝐔𝐉𝐀𝐇 | yelena belova

You find a stranger at your door, a visitor you can’t make leave

✶ 𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐘 𝐖𝐎𝐑𝐃 𝐋𝐈𝐊𝐄 𝐒𝐌𝐎𝐊𝐄 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐀 𝐂𝐈𝐆𝐀𝐑𝐄𝐓𝐓𝐄 | kraven the hunter

You catch the eye of a mysterious man who shares an unexpected secret with you

By ☆ Stella ☆ @a-lumos-in-the-nox

✶ 𝐂𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐃

A group of friends decide to explore the haunted house on the shortcut back to campus. Ignoring the 'No Trespassing' signs. They ease drop in on a meeting between beings, mortals have never lived to tell tales about. And find out the consequences of ease dropping on the annual Hallows Eve meeting.

𖥔 𝐍𝐒𝐅𝐖 𝐀𝐋𝐏𝐇𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐓 | druig and makkari and female!oc

The kink alphabet for the threesome

𖥔 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐖 | druig and makkari and female!oc

Reader is horny but won’t do anything about it because she is busy doing other things. But her husband who can read minds can hear her inner struggle and does something about it.

𖥔 𝐃𝐄𝐕𝐎𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | druig and makkari and female!oc

Makkari has a surprise field trip for Juni and Druig. They don’t know where they are going. It is her turn to pick where they meet up this time.

By ☄︎ Ellie ☄︎ @mrsmischief209

𖥔 𝐒𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑 |

Introduction to Kinktober

𖥔 𝐒𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐍𝐃 | billy russo

Inspired by the song ‘Slow Hand’ by the Pointer Sisters

✶𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐂𝐑𝐈𝐅𝐈𝐂𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐋𝐄𝐓 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐀𝐓'𝐒 𝐋𝐄𝐅𝐓 | softdark!frank castle

Inspired by the song ‘Breath’ by Breaking Benjamin

By ☪︎ Gina ☪︎ @slvttyfied

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐄𝐖 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐂𝐒 - 𝐏𝐀𝐑𝐓 𝐎𝐍𝐄 | chef!ari levinson

Cause baby I can build a castle out of all the bricks they threw at me and every day is like a battle but every night with us is like a dream

By ✯ Vic ✯ @sunflowersteves

𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐃𝐀�� 𝐓𝐇𝐑𝐄𝐄 - 𝐅𝐈𝐑𝐒𝐓 𝐁𝐉 | carmen berzatto

Carmen knew you were a bit inexperienced, so what better way than to show you how?

By ⚘ Akane ⚘ @haravath0t

𖥔 𝐁𝐄𝐀𝐔𝐓𝐈𝐅𝐔𝐋 𝐒𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐑 | college au!alhaitham

College AU headcanon

By ⎈ Navy ⎈ @navybrat817

𖥔 ✶𝐓𝐑𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐓 𝐍𝐎𝐍𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐒𝐄 | various SS and CE characters

One shots and ficlets for the month of October

𖥔 𝐋𝐎𝐒𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐕𝐎𝐈𝐂𝐄 | bucky barnes

You want Bucky in your mouth. Simple as that.

By ✍︎ Em ✍︎ @writing-for-marvel

𖥔 𝐊𝐈𝐍𝐊𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐇𝐎𝐍𝐄𝐘𝐌𝐎𝐎𝐍 | mob!bucky barnes

Newlyweds Mob!Bucky and wife!reader explore Europe and each other during their honeymoon.

By ❀ Ali ❀ @flordeamatista

𖥔 ✶ 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐈𝐓𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | various SS and CE characters

Kinktober inspired by tarot cards and their auras

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐕𝐄 𝐘𝐎𝐔𝐑 𝐓𝐄𝐀𝐑𝐒 | lee boedecker

A tale of your wicked deeds.

𝐍𝐈𝐂𝐊 𝐅𝐎𝐖𝐋𝐄𝐑 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐒𝐄𝐓

By 𐀔 Alex 𐀔 @thecutestlittlebunbunfairy

𖥔 𝐁𝐔𝐍 𝐁𝐔𝐍'𝐒 𝐒𝐏𝐎𝐎𝐏𝐓𝐎𝐁𝐄𝐑 𝐂𝐎𝐋𝐋𝐄𝐂𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍 | masterlist

Spooky season stories heavily inspired by Hozier’s album, ‘Eat Your Young’

𖥔 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐘 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐍𝐈𝐆𝐇𝐓 | rockstar!sam/steve/bucky

When your friends invite you to a rock show and the drummer invites you back to his hotel room, you might get more than you bargained for yet…

By ✬ Astro ✬ @astrorogers

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐏𝐀𝐈𝐑 | wanda maximoff

The Scarlet Witch has arrived which means her familiar must finally reunite with her.

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐔𝐑𝐑𝐅𝐄𝐂𝐓 𝐇𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐎𝐖𝐄𝐄𝐍 | wanda maxinoff

Wanda teaches kitten about Halloween

𖥔 𝐒𝐀𝐃𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐂 𝐖𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐀 𝐀𝐒𝐊 | mistress!wanda maximoff

Mistress!Wanda x sub!kitten reader smut

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