#suspicious thena

[softquietsteadylove]

Hello love! May i ask for a spicy one but this time Gil teases Thena and gets it back at her. 🩷

Thena glares at Gil as he picks up the phone.

"What?" he growls into it. "Right...yes."

Thena goes so far as to cross her arms at him, raising her brows. Is this really the time?

He chuckles, resuming what he was doing while still on the call. "No, I can talk."

Thena slaps her hand over her mouth as he resumes thrusting, literally completely inside of her as he takes the business call. This is revenge for earlier that morning.

"Right," he grunts, only sounding slightly out of breath as he continues to move his hips against hers, their skin slapping together as he fucks her on top of his desk. He looks down at her, "I'm not available right this second."

Thena glares at him more, but then he hits that sweet spot and she has to close her eyes because fuck! She tries to sit up and support herself with her elbows but that takes too much energy.

Gil moves his hands and pounds into her even harder, "hang on."

She puts both hands over her mouth as she lets out a loud mix of both a moan and a curse. Fuck this man. He moves with that same intensity until he knows damn well that she's getting close to coming. Then, in a flash, he's out of her.

"What was that?" he asks into the phone, completely absurdly with his suit jacket still on and his cock out and rock hard. "Yes, I see."

Thena slams her fists on his desk at the absence of him. She will get him for this. She sits up again, panting for breath and flushed scarlet rouge. "Get back here."

This man - this complete bastard - holds up a finger to shush her with a wink and the cockiest smirk she has ever seen. He is having far too much fun with this.

"Uh-huh, yes," he continues on in his conversation as he comes closer again. "Right."

Thena moans loudly as he kisses her, hoping that it will urge him to put the fucking phone down and resume fucking his impatient partner.

But Gil holds the phone away from them, dampening the sound of her pleasure for those who aren't privy. When he pulls away from her he brings the phone back, "walk me through that part again?"

Thena bares her teeth at him, ready to take matters into her own hands and tell whomever is on the other end of that call that they are keeping her from a very important orgasm.

Gil half turns away, only for his fingers to immediately resume what work he had been doing before. "Right."

Thena moans again, leaning back on his desk with her breasts settling in her new position. This is the kind of thing she used to dream about. Back when she hadn't been working for him for long, and then she would avoid him so her boss wouldn't somehow find out she was having positively filthy sex dreams about him.

"I think that's reasonable," he continues to speak so normally as he hooks his fingers inside of her, stroking that spot with ease. "It's a perfectly acceptable proposal."

"Fuck," she whimpers as, once again, he drags her all the way to the edge before stopping. She could scream, "Gil!"

"Sweetheart," he puts the phone to his shoulder and croons at her, "not much longer--promise."

Fuck this man.

Thena bites her lip. She's so close. She's been close since the moment he called her into his office and proceeded to kiss her until she couldn't think. When he first bent her over his desk and then helped her lie back on it, tits out, skirt hauled up to her waist.

"Hm," Gil pulls his hand back and licks his fingers one by one, "hmmmm."

Thena tries to kick at him, but he catches her ankle and hooks it into the crook of his elbow. He's enjoying the view; she flushes scarlet.

"Let me see," he chuckles into the phone again before turning to face her. He braces himself on the table again. "I'll get back to you."

Thena lets out a shriek as he drops the phone receiver down the same moment he pushes into her again. "Fuck!"

"When did you become so impatient, Naekkeo?"

"Fuck you," she snarls, and sounds just like him when she does. But she's so wound up, and she wants to come so bad. "You owe me."

"On the contrary, Yeobo," he pulls her hips so he can angle himself better. "This is payback for this morning. Now, we're even."

Oh, they would not be even for a long time for this.

"Fuck, Gil, please," she whimpers, positively feverish with need for him. She reaches for his hand, and not only does he hold it, he also uses it for leverage to fuck her even harder. "I wanna come!"

He all but roars as he pounds into her, their hips meeting in a hard and messy conjoining of bodies writhing together. "Fuck!"

Thena comes first, finally free after a very drawn out lead up to her crescendo. Warmth engulfs her completely and she finally lets go of everything that had been coiling within her. She flops back down to the leather deskmat beneath her, hair everywhere, completely exposed. She feels amazing.

Fuck--this man.

Gil comes barely seconds after, hunching over her and his hips giving a last few jerks as he lets his own ecstasy overtake him. He leans over her until he's close enough to kiss her, both of them kissing and gasping for air on different rhythms.

Thena moans as he slips out of her. His office is going to be a mess (and reek of sex for hours). She finally pries her eyes open just to stare at his ceiling. "Fuck."

"Yeah," he agrees, laughing faintly.

She huffs, slapping his shoulder. "It's not funny."

"It's a little funny."

"Gil!"

"Sorry baby," he chuckles, kissing her temple and then down her cheek and neck. "Couldn't resist--and hey, now you know what you put me through this morning."

Thena grumbles as he pulls her up (knowing her core doesn't have the strength in it for her to do it herself at the moment). She nuzzles into his shoulder, "I think you did far worse."

"I think we're even," he refutes, letting her lean on him as he first pulls her bra back on for her, then buttons up her cardigan again.

She grumbles, "I'm sweaty."

He fluffs her hair out for her and kisses her other cheek, "you're glowing and beautiful and perfect."

Fuck, this man; Thena rolls her eyes, pushing at his chest to try and sit up straight on her own. She wobbles a bit, but she does it. "The work day is not exactly over."

"Yeah, but at least I don't have any more meetings," he grins as he fixes his own appearance as well. "Or conference calls."

Thena pouts at him as she straightens herself out a little more, including getting her stockings hooked to her garter belt again. "I should hope not."

Gil helps her off his desk, her knees wobbling faintly as her heels hit the floor. He holds her gently, letting her stand up out of his grasp when she's ready. "Hey."

Thena smiles into his soft and sweet kiss, much more her househusband than her boss. She pats his chest, "you're not out of trouble yet."

"Save it for home, vixen," he both teases and agrees, pulling the hand up from his chest and to his lips. "And ask cleaning to do an extra thorough detailing in here tonight?"

She doesn't look forward to that. It's ridiculous, but she feels like cleaning has some way of knowing what they've been up to in here.

"And Thena?"

"Hm?" she looks over her shoulder a step and a half away from where they were just fucking like animals. She's combing her fingers through her hair and he's collecting his stray papers.

Gil crosses the distance to kiss her again with his sweet, househusband smile, "I love you."

She gives him another little kiss--a truly domestic exchange of affection after a very wild 'meeting' in the middle of the day. "I love you, too."

[redheadspark]

Can you write that Druig x Fem!eternal!reader have a fighting training moment, he tease her little bit during that so...😏 just fluff

A/N - Hey! Sorry for taking so long, I had to finish my prompt session! This was amazing to write, thanks for requesting this, anon!

Soft

Summary - Druig knows how to talk, but you know how to fight.

Warnings - Some teasing and some fluff :)

“Again.”

“Seriously?”

“Yes, do it again,”

You eyed him as he was making fists at his sides, his icy blue eyes were watching you like a predator who was eyeing his game.  To him, he probably thought this was a game, which made sense since he was the one who wanted to spar with you and learn how to fight.  Properly fight, in his words.  

But for him to ask you?  That threw you off since you knew you weren’t the best fighter amongst all the Eternals.  That was left to Thena, she made fighting look so easy and almost like a dance.  Even Gilgamesh was better at fighting than you were, with his brute strength he would knock a boulder back as if it were a flower petal.

Druig was no fighter, being the mind reader of you all he stayed out of the physical fights against the Deviants.  He could control a crowd of humans instantly with a simple gaze, so there was no real need for him to get his hands dirty.  

But he was intrigued and wanted to learn, which is what brought him to you one afternoon on the Domo before you were going to go on patrol with Gilgamesh.

“You just wanna….learn?” You asked him, seeing him fold his hands behind his back and simply give you his signature smirk and a shrug.

“Better to prepare myself in case it’s needed,” He replied smoothly, you giving him a suspicious look.  Druig was always mysterious to those around him, whether he tried to be or not.  There was always something hidden within him that no one could pinpoint, and this was one of those instances.  You looked from him to Gilgamesh, who simply shrugged and chuckled as you looked back at Druig.

“Why me?” You asked, seeing him smirk at you as his eyes drilled into yours.

“I heard you’re an excellent teacher,” he smoothly replied.  Gilgamesh snickered behind you, and you felt the tips of your ears burning.  Something in your mind was telling you that he was playing games with you, wanting to get a rise out of you and make you sweat.  He was always like this with the others, with you, when it came to his own amusement.  Snide remarks, and jokes under the breath, but they were all harmless in a way.  Yet this time, just in the way he said it and in how he was observing you for your reaction, you didn’t feel like giving him the light of day.

“Fine,” You replied shortly, seeing him grin widely in return.  

“Fine,” he echoed.  But you were already thinking of a great way to teach him how to fight.

By breaking him.

“Druig, I’m not gonna keep going if you’re on the verge of breaking an arm,” you advised him as he was souring off again, his feet planted on the ground and the adrenaline still seeping through his skin.  You could see it, his energy draining him with every round you two were doing.  It was making you want to ease and pull back a bit, but the other times you tried he was pushing you to not hold back with him.  From the very start, he wanted you to be hard with him, which surprised you when you both met up together in one of the smaller rooms in the Domo that was turned into a makeshift training room.

“I don’t want easy, understand?”

“You sure you wanna request that?”

“Yes. Don’t hold back with me,”

“I can do It,” he said to you, but even his voice sounded out of breath with his hair plastered to his head.  You rolled your shoulders, feeling some of the strain yourself since you both were sparring rather hard this day.  It was getting hard for you to find a good spot to pin him down, he was a faster learner and was picking up on questions and punches quickly.  Compared to the very beginning, you would be throwing him over your shoulder within two moves or knocking him off his feet with a swipe of your leg.  He wasn’t quick or light on his feet, he mostly had lead feet and slow hands.  

But if there was one thing Druig would never do, was quit.  

He took every beating and every defeat, his skin would be covered in bruises and his muscles would scream out in strain as the days rolled by.  But he would always show up, you think that he would fold after the first week or two.  Not that you had no faith in him, you did to a certain point.  But Druig was never a fighter by nature, and for him to go against his nature didn’t seem like him at all.  

“I’m not saying you can’t, I’m saying I won’t.” You changed your wording, though now he was giving you an inquisitive look while you placed your hands on your hips.

“Sounds like you’re going soft on me,” he teased to which you raised a brow.

“This coming from you who is about to collapse in exhaustion,” You countered back, though he cracked a big grin.  You knew this was part of his game, using his words as a weapon to try his opponent off.  He did it with Ikaris so many times, along with Sprite when those two would get in a spat.  But now he was trying it with you, and you were trying your best to not let it show.

“You would like to see that, wouldn’t you?” He hummed, maybe hoping that you would smile.  But it was only giving your more adrenaline, to wipe the smirk off his face and to make him eat his words.  He saw your fists at your sides getting tighter and tighter, your legs locking in, and your eyes training in on him.

“Fine, we’ll go one more round,” You replied shortly, Druig’s smirk getting a bit bigger.  Perhaps he thought he got the best rise out of you and was going to win this little game he liked to play. But then again, he must not have known the side of you that you rarely showed the others, only in the heat of battle.  

“You know, softness does look good on you,” He said lightly.  You felt the lick of adrenaline come back over you again from his words, which were trying to shoot you like darts and trying to penetrate you.  But all you wanted to do at this point was shut him up, to somewhat put him in his place with how he was treating you.  There was no doubt you two were friends, but he also knew how to use his words to make himself feel superior.  It worked on Ikaris, on Sprite, and now he was trying to work it on you.

No. Not gonna happen

You made it across the room in a few strides, dodging the first punch he threw out with ease, and threw one back.  The sparring was brutal now, both of you going swiftly and with ease as punches and kicks were being thrown left and right.  Neither one of you were holding back, some cheap shots to the jaw or to the ribs and you dodging everything he gave you.  You did the same with him, noticing how quick he was now and simply not just trying to avoid a punch. 

But he got you in a good enough hold with both of your arms, his own arms wrapped around yours tightly as he was pressed against your side.  You tried to shrug it off one or twice, but he had some strength against him now as he chuckled right against you, almost in your ear.  His body heat longing for yours, his sweat mingling with yours, and simply being this close was enough to make you almost forget the position you were in.  The kind of intimacy that you had with the others being on the ship for so long together, you all had a connection of family and of leaning on one another.  

But this, this was different, this felt like a different kind of intimacy that you never felt before. The kind to make your heart beat a bit faster, to make your head a bit lighter, and that sense of safety being close to him.  But it was odd since he was always there, from the moment you all came to Earth.  Yet now, it felt like a shift.

“I like seeing this side of you, you know,” he said against your ear, making you almost shiver as you were still trapped in his hold, “And to think I got you all soft too,”

You glared.  That did it.

Pivoting with your leg, you pushed it up to be parallel to your body, then pushed Druig a bit to have your foot hit him square in the head as a distract him.  It worked, his grip on your arms loosening slightly but enough to have you move.  Throwing your leg back down as he stumbled from being kicked between the eyes, you know him back with your body and turn to back him.  You knocked him off his feet with your leg within a millisecond, seeing him fall on his back and you perched over him.  Grabbing his arm to pin it down with one hand and the other hand on his neck, right on a pulse point where you knew was his weak spot.

It all happened so quickly, one minute he had you pinned against him and the next he was pinned beneath you on the ground.  But something inside of you snapped, something animalistic and that wanted to prove that you weren’t going to be swayed by him.  You knew your own strength, your own worth when it came to being in a fight, and your ability.  But the way Druig was looking up at you, pinned to the ground and having no way of getting out of it, you saw something in his eyes.  There wasn’t hate, nor was there rage that you won at his own game.

Shock?  Astonishment?  What was it?

“Am I soft now?” You asked, your hand on his neck still soft enough to let him breathe but there was still a grip to keep him in control.  He gulped, you feeling it along your fingers as his blue eyes were searching yours.  Now he was hard to read, which was bothering you now since you felt like you went too far in both kicking him in the head and slamming him to the ground.  But then again, he was keeping his eyes on you.  No longer was he looking at you like some prize, there was another way he was looking at you.  Yet you couldn’t pinpoint it.

“No,” He gasped, not in pain, but out of breath.  Slowly, you were moving your hand away from his neck, right where you were feeling his pulse dancing against his skin and along your fingers.  This was a new sense of intimacy neither of you ever experienced with one another before, and it was fresh and raw and new.  Something inside of you was frightened by this, but it also felt….right. 

You released his arm and his neck, moving quickly to go back up on your feet and holding your hand out for him to grasp.  He was still sprawled on the floor, frozen like he was stuck against the ground, and had his eyes still on you in amazement.  You surprised him plenty of times in sparring sessions, yet this didn’t look like a surprise.  It looked like he was….having an out-of-body movement.

“We’re done for the today, okay?” You asked gently, seeing him finally move his arm up to grasp your hand.  You hoisted him up, seeing him nod his head and still silent as you smiled.  The mood was still tense amongst the pair of you, but it was better than how it was a moment before when you two were tangled in each other’s arms.  

“Come on, let’s get some food,” You said to him, seeing him smile in return for the first time.  It made you feel better to see him smile, not to see him scowl or seem angry with how you handled him. But then again he did ask for you not to hold back, to not reserve your strength to him.  You walked on, thinking he was behind you as you were feeling rather flushed from what just occurred.

You didn’t realize that you left Druig there, speechless with one of his hands reaching up to touch his neck where your fingers were.  You didn’t realize that his mind was turning and wandering to new thoughts, and new feelings.  

You especially didn’t realize that he was suddenly enraptured with you.

The End.

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[specialagentlokitty]

Athena x Daughter!reader - your support

Heya please could I request a Athena x daughter reader where Thena finds about her self harm and helps her clean them and comfort them ? -Anon💜

TW: mentions of self harm

You had been trying to hide these for months, doing anything you could to avoid showing any sign of what was going on.

You wore longer sleeves, more hoodies and jackets, slowly introducing them so it didn’t seem weird or suspicious.

You would only do it when your mom wasn’t home, when you knew you wouldn’t get caught, and this was one of those nights.

She had gone out with some friends, and you were sat in the bathroom, tears running down your face as you looked at the mess you had made.

You hate this, you hated that you felt like you needed to do this but you couldn’t stop either.

You sighed, looking at the doorway and you immediately froze when your eyes connected with the familiar brown ones you knew all to well.

“Mom…”

“Baby what have you done…?” She whispered.

Athena slowly came in, crouching down in front of you as tears streamed down your face.

“What have you done..?” She asked again.

“It’s not.. it’s not threatening..”

You whispered.

She looked around you at the mess, the blood on the floor, the towel, the medical supplies and the object you had done this with.

She picked it up, getting up she wordlessly flushed it down the toilet and you couldn’t bring yourself to look at her.

Athena crouched back down, looked at you avoiding her gaze.

“Why.. I don’t.. why would you feel like you have to do this..?”

You didn’t reply.

“Give me your arm.”

You shook your head, holding it closer to your body.

“(Y/N) grant I swear to god you better show me your arm now or so help me…” she warned.

Athena wasn’t angry at you, she knew how that came across but she wasn’t made at you.

She was scared, and she needed to see if you needed medical help or not and she couldn’t risk you hiding your arm from her.

You reached out your arm and she carefully took it, inspecting it before she started to clean the wounds and tending to them.

“Mom I can do it..” you whispered.

“I’ll do it.” She said.

You nodded weakly and you looked up at her, tears running down her face as she help you.

Once Athena was done she stood up and held her hand out to you.

“I’ll clean this up later, come on baby.” She said softly.

You let her help you up, and take you to her room and she sat you on her bed, and she began to pace up and down.

“Are you angry?” You asked quietly.

Your mom stopped pacing and she walked over, sitting next you she placed her hand on the side of your face, making you looked at her.

“I’m not angry, of course not. I’m just … I’m upset and scared.. why would you do this to yourself..? My sweet babygirl why would you scar your skin?”

You rested up again and you threw you arms around you mum and she quickly hugged you back, her tears soaking your shoulder.

“I’m so sorry mom! I.. I wanted to stop..!” You sobbed.

Athena ran her hand up and down your back, kissing the top of your head.

“I don’t want to loose you (Y/N)…”

You kept crying, apologising again and again and again to her.

Because you didn’t know what else to you, you couldn’t take back what you had done, you knew that.

Athena held you in her arms.

“Tell me why you did this.”

You nodded and pulled back as you began to explain everything to her and she sat there patiently listening to you explain it all.

Once you were done she took your face in her hands and titled your head up to look at her.

“You are beautiful. You are strong. You are smart. Yo are so loved. So, so much. I’m gonna help you okay? We’re gonna get through this together, me and you, got it?”

You nodded your head and she leant forward, kissing your forehead.

“Get some sleep, I’ll be back in a few minutes alright?”

“I love you mom.”

“I love you so much.” She smiled softly.

You crawled under the covers of her bed and watched her leave.

Athena leant against the wall as she let her tears fall down her face again, and she tried to compose herself once more for you.

You needed her to be strong right now, you needed her support

[tumblingghosts]

hey backpacks!

so, i've had this thought for a while about the Time Travelling Kiddos™ and thought you'd be interested in it!

in the other scenario where instead of the original 4 (aelia, achilles, athena, and plutarch), it's seneca, marcella, sol, and antonia, i suddenly had the imagery where sol (or anyone really, but sol is the most fitting for me!) has a sort of superpower.

like, she can show a memory that's hers or someone else's.

she shows the original 4's memories, from when they were fourteen when their parents just died, to them in their original timeline.

there's a memory where the fourteen year olds original 4 are talking about their newly dead parents.

it goes like this:

plutarch: who do you think killed them?

athena: kill? the cops said all of their deaths were accidents.

aelia: don't be stupid, thena. it was murder. there's no way all our parents die consecutively.

achilles: so, they were all murdered by the same person.

plutarch: yeah. who do you think did it? june ruby's dad? he always seemed suspicious..

athena: come on, plutarch. he would never do that. he's our parents' best friend.

aelia: wait, he's onto something here. there must be a reason why my parents stopped hanging around him a few weeks before their death.

livy and pippa definitely shed a few tears at the memories. the others almost did too, but they held back :)

hi gigi! sorry it took so long to respond to this- but i've finally written out my time travelling kiddos thoughts! also love the idea of solasta having a power to show memories!

so i know that solasta's power wasn't the main point of your thoughts, but it got me thinking- what if their time travelling machine was the cause of those powers? like if she can show memories, that has to be events from the past, and i could see a scenario when they are first building the time machine where things go 'wrong' and the machine malfunctions, except not quite.

as the kiddos are trying to rewrite their plans to build a new time machine & work out what exactly went wrong, sol is thinking about the exact moment that the time machine imploded and accidentally ends up displaying that memory. cue a freak out over where the heck did that hologram come from, were we being recorded, oh that's not a projection, what is happening??

it takes a bit to realize that not only is solasta the one doing it, but she's able to do it her other memories if she focuses on the event enough. it takes more trial and error to work out that she can also show memories from other people, but it usually requires the person to be actively thinking of the memory before sol can show it. safe to say that the kiddos realize that this new power can help them with their og plan.

there is a bit of talk about building the original machine again to see if they can all get powers, but it is ultimately decided that it's too dangerous. after all, none of them know what exactly caused the powers in the first place. maybe it was how they built the machine, maybe it was something else entirely. solasta was just one of the people in the room when the machine backfired, and she wasn't even the one standing closest to it, so who knows what happened?

anyway, seneca, marcella, sol, and antonia ultimately get a working time machine going and off to the past they go! it's much easier to convince their parents of what's going on when sol has a power than can quickly explain their story- who needs physical proof in the face of projected memories of their older selves, married and with a family? they're pretty devastated that their kids had to lose them at fourteen, and spent the last four years as orphans, especially when there was no war to cruelly take them away- no, it was just a power-hungry classmate. and now facing their children who are the same age as them with stories of their school years that future them never got a chance to live and support them through.

or potential alt scenario is coriolanus being nosy about the new transfer students & solasta learning that her power has more to it than they first thought. sol is showing the convo of the kiddos discussing their parents' deaths, when coriolanus (snooping) comes near enough for her power to trigger, showing some future (past for the kiddos, but future for the mentors) memories of snow being very responsible for their parents deaths. if the memories of the kiddos speculating that snow killed their parents was devastating, then actually seeing how he committed the act (either by poison or by hiring people to murder) is angering. coriolanus can't bolt bc by that point the kiddos' parents have realized he's there & also everyone involved is pretty horrified that their classmate/friend could so callously decide that they were a liability that has to die.

fix its all around bc solasta has shown memories of the future, and the kiddos' parents have decided that if their future starts to looks like it is starting to head towards that future, then they are going to be 'handling' coriolanus themselves. they will be growing up with their children, thank you very much. the kiddos are very worried about june ruby, but their parents assure them that they will make sure everything works out, and they make sure it does! with the addition of sol's power, it makes it pretty easy to dig up dirt on gaul & get her ousted from her position by recording sol's projected memory, pretending that it was 'hidden camera footage' from the event, and sharing it with the right people. highbottom is able to end the hunger games without gaul pushing so hard for its continuation.

so no tenth hunger games (or any ones past that) & the kiddos parents are keeping a close eye on coriolanus. the social pressure causes his grades to slip a bit, not much, but enough for clemensia to take the lead in academics. he doesn't get the plinth prize, and has to sign up as a peacekeeper to make the ends meet. coriolanus is seething all the while, but it's where he meets lucy gray & falls for her hard. pretty shortly after, sejanus goes 'wtf coryo, why didn't you just ask for help' (since he was not informed about the time travelling kiddos or the news they brought) & provides some assistance so he isn't trapped in the twenty years of service. but other mentors are still high-alert around him though, so coriolanus isn't going to be going around murdering anybody.

anyway, snowbaird is together, sejanus lives, nobody dies in the arena bombing that never happened in this timeline, and all the would-be tenth games tributes are off living their lives in their respective districts bc the games have been cancelled :)

thanks for the ask! appreciate you lots gigi <3

(also, any ideas for how the mentors might meet the kids that would have been their tributes had the timeline not changed? the thought of persephone never getting to meet mizzen is making me sad, but i couldn't think of a way they'd get to meet unless pippa travelled to the districts or mizzen came to study in the capitol...)

[persephoneprice]

don't worry lily-

i'm always here to send you an ask!

so, i've had this thought for a while about the Time Travelling Kiddos™

in the other scenario where instead of the original 4 (aelia, achilles, athena, and plutarch), it's seneca, marcella, sol, and antonia, i suddenly had the imagery where sol (or anyone really, but sol is the most fitting for me!) has a sort of superpower.

like, she can show a memory that's hers or someone else's.

she shows the original 4's memories, from when they were fourteen when their parents just died, to them in their original timeline.

there's a memory where the fourteen year olds original 4 are talking about their newly dead parents.

it goes like this:

plutarch: who do you think killed them?

athena: kill? the cops said all of their deaths were accidents.

aelia: don't be stupid, thena. it was murder. there's no way all our parents die consecutively.

achilles: so, they were all murdered by the same person.

plutarch: yeah. who do you think did it? june ruby's dad? he always seemed suspicious..

athena: come on, plutarch. he would never do that. he's our parents' best friend.

aelia: wait, he's onto something here. there must be a reason why my parents stopped hanging around him a few weeks before their death.

livy and pippa definitely shed a few tears at the memories. the others almost did too, but they held back :)

eee gigi is here!!! btw, loved ur mini ravinstill moodboard post!!

i adore the time-traveling kiddos!! so i’m always so excited when you share your thoughts / ideas about them!!!

omg i love the added superpower aspect! (any ideas on what the other kids would have as superpowers? could totally see athena with some sort of mind reading or something like that!)

i’m so interested in how sol’s power works!! does she have to know about someone else’s memory to share it? or can see just see people’s memories?

i love that plutarch knew right off the bat who to blame 👀 (also i love june ruby!! miss seeing her <3)

poor athena still trying to see the best in people…she’s just like pippa fr 😭

livy and pippa would be a mess seeing this!! esp pippa, seeing her daughter still trying to see the best in coryo and refusing to believe it!! i just know her heart is broken :(

[deelovesbooks]

911 s7 finale liveblog!

the amount of anxiety im feeling cannot be healthy rn

omg omg omg ok ow i just stimmed too hard and hurt my hand

oh man chris :(((((((

oh shit oh shit okay yeah chris called the grandparents

mara :(((((

lmao i called that the shocked diaz parents was seeing kim

ohhhh Athena

ooooooooooooooooh Athena maam thats a bad idea thena put the gun away

i dont like this lady im suspicious fr

Maddie Han 😍

yeah in danger from you

oh is that the Prayer book eddies holding?

ok its very tense but im loving the teamwork connecting the dots. also love how up in eachothers buisness the 118+ fam is. Sketchy call from athena? better call chim

oh buck and eddie sitting in bobbys room :(

lmao that 911 nba commercial startled me i was so confused

Athena miss maam leave this man alone

i still cannot believe that we get Angela fuckin basset on our weewoo show

Aw Amir

if thats not bobby fucking waking up and fighting the intubation im gonna lose it

the fact that buck is in the same shirt for the bucktommy date as he is in the hospital rn is the only thing holding me together bc if bobby died they wouldnt have the date right?

[also jesus christ why are there so many fuckin medication commercials? america are u ok?]

lmao Athena bout to start her own fire

lmao amir and athena about even now? sorry i threatened u here let me save ur life pls dont press charges lol

BOBBY!!!

OH THANK GOD ok i can untense now lol

"god i hope so" THOMAS

[ok was that just my stream or was there a weird cut edit during their conversation?]

ok yeah hes 13 he should have some choice but also hes 13. have him stay with like hen and karen or even buck for little bit if he needs space not in another state!!

Awwwwwww grant-nash family :')

please excuse me while i go cry :(((

I CALLED IT!!!! MADEY THE COUPLE YOU ARE!!

amir :')

yes bobby accept ur a hero

oh thank god we were wrong its bobby n

NO FUCKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKK

IN THE MIDDLE OF MY SENTENCE SAYING IT WASNT HIM

FUCK FUCK FUCK SHIT GOT DAMN

i legit threw my glasses off my face onto my desk the viceral reaction i had to that motherfuckers face

i- fuck. thats the only thing i got. fuck.

there was only a minute left i assumed the angst and bittersweet part would be chris leaving and ya know he grant-nashs not having a house but then

we knew. we all as a fandom knew that it wasnt just a coincidence that gerrard was at the medal ceremony. i had hoped that it would be one of those instances where fandom read to much into it and thought about it way harder than the actual writers like what usually happens but no.

fuck

[sunset-peril]

The Sound of Our Silence - Chapter One - Athena Cykes?

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December 19th, 2027

4:05pm 

Wright Anything Agency 

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"...What do you mean, you're not Athena?"

It was Trucy's voice that piped up first. "Where's 'Thena??"

She couldn't answer. Children always make things difficult, even if they are large and almost fully grown. Her mind was stolen long before she was Trucy’s size, which made conversing appropriately difficult. 

"Where did you put 'Thena?!"

"When you were told 'Athena' was coming to your agency, that was in fact, me." She smiled. "The girl with the legal name Athena Cykes is long dead. A missing child whose body was never found."

"Wait-" Phoenix shook out his head. "You misrepresented yourself to the Bar? That's grounds for disbarment!"

Trucy clung to her hat. "You should know, Daddy."

The ginger sighed. "I don't give orders. I never have. I just follow whoever waves the biggest stick in my face."

Phoenix gave her the same look that he gave Apollo when the latter announced his leave. "So who told you to misrepresent yourself as a deceased child?" 

"Well, Boss, poker king, master of the slight of hand…" She flashed a sideways peace sign at him, a smirk on face. "Congratulations. Your closest companion just pulled a fast one on you." 

"Edgeworth?!" 

"The one and only."

"Who even are you? Was anything you told us true?"

She sighed, pausing and looking away. She knew the beast needed to die, but was she willing to resurrect another in its place?

"Who are you?"

"Name's Venus." Her voice was flat and cold when she finally blurted it out. "Venus Gyax. I'm from a valley outside Paris, France. I'm eighteen, a formerly licensed therapist…" She scrubbed the back of her neck like Apollo used to. "...and an escaped death row inmate."

Trucy nearly backflipped. "You're on death row too?! What did you do?!" 

"That doesn't matter." She spit that out almost venomously, before her harsh voice began to splinter. "Please…. Just…. Please don't tell them I said anything…. They'll send me back… I don't wanna go back…" A tiny confession seeped out of her. "I don't wanna die…" 

"Hey… hey, don't cry." Phoenix was never good when people started crying. "Please don't cry… just… tell us why Edgeworth choose you… why he did this." 

Edgeworth was supposed to be an upstanding prosecutor. Why bend laws and have a French convict impersonate a dead child? 

She forced her tears back down her throat, hardening her voice again. "Something about needing to force an old homicide open, the UR-1 case. Since that little girl who died was the only other possible suspect, there was no way to force an investigation or retrial." She began aggressively playing with her earring. "To be honest, I'm not sure if he actually came up with the idea or not, but he was the one who sprung me out of the clink. He also paid my medical bills when they discovered I needed a surgery. He saved me from execution, so I've always been real grateful. I was told it was because I would look like the poor girl with a bit of cosmetology work done, and was around the right age. So they had me trained to be an 18-year-old Athena Cykes. Although, it was more like a reprogramming. There were a ton of things I had to unlearn. They gave me the bar test at the end and I passed, but they refused to return my therapy license. They did have my Doctorate and Master's reprinted with the new name though." 

"Why didn't they give your license back? Was it too suspicious?"

"No…" Venus sighed. "I lost it in Germany, not France. Since the revocation of my license wasn't related to my imprisonment, they wouldn't give it back. It's a little silly, a doctor without her license, huh?"

"So, Venus," Phoenix wasn't sure he liked saying that. "Do you really know psychology? Or was that just a really big bluff."

"That part's legit. Got my Ph.D in Analytical Psychology. Dr. Venus Gyax at your service… mostly." She began playing with her earring again. "Like I said, they took my license away. I can be consulted and do research, but I'm legally not allowed to perform therapy or write prescriptions."

"What did you even do? Disbarred lawyer to disbarred therapist, you have to do something terrible."

Venus glared at Phoenix. "One day you will force my hand and mouth, but today is not that day. Be glad I'm risking my throat as it is."

"I do have one more question, then I'll let you off… for now at least." 

"Make it snappy."

"You were admitted to the ER under the name 'Athena Cykes.' If Athena's been dead for years now, why weren't you flagged?"

Venus looked at him in fear. "I… that I do not know, sir." 

"I see." Phoenix stood up and looked down at the fearful Venus. "I'm disappointed, but I won't turn you in. You clearly are willing to fight for truth; even if you're keeping vital secrets."

"Please refer to me as Athena. I didn't get permission before I told you all this."

"Of course." He smiled again. "You and I are very similar, Athena. No wonder I just knew you were right for the firm. You keep helping me with my missions, and I'll make sure you're safe." 

"Yes, sir. Of course, Boss." 

[supaserajupiter]

In justice we truuuust~

I recently finished ‘Turnabout Academy’ and omggg it is one of my favorite third cases!!! I loved all the characters and I’m gonna scream about it under this cut because there will be ✨spoilers✨

So, first of all, the cast and story for this case is S rank! I love all the twists and the comedy in this one is great~!

I was so shooketh to see Junie as a student here!!! She wanted to be a judge?! But she was so shy in Turnabout Countdown! And look at her here, so confident and…distant?! Girl, why are you giving Thena the cold shoulder? 🥺 and I was totally suspicious of Hugh and Robin from the jump. I initially thought they killed Constance and roped Junie into helping them hide the body. The way I was waaaaay off 😂😂😂

Aristotle Means is my favorite villain! One look at him and him being a little too nice and I knew he was in on the murder! But more on him later.

Ok, so when they said a famous prosecutor was going to give a lecture, I had assumed they were talking about Edgeworth! I forgot all about Klavier 😅 but listennnn, Edgeworth wears fuchsia just like Klavier and Phoenix was the other lecturer, so I just assumed it had to be Edgeworth! But it was so nice to see Klavier again! And it’s so nice that he’s still flirting with Apollo 🤧

Day 1 of the trial was crazy!!!! Once again, I was completely off with where I thought they were going with Robin. I thought we were getting a transgender character! But now Robin is free to be the girly girl she really is 😭 *smashes a vase*

I thought I really believed Hugh was the killer (and his attitude wasn’t helping) the whole time tho..he was such a jerk, but by the time of the second day of the trial rolled around, turns out he was just an idiot 😂 an idiot with a pure heart! Can’t believe they had me rooting for him in the end! And all the secrets that were exposed about him! A 25 year old genius 🤭

You know what took me out? Fulbright waving and screaming out the window “In justice we trust!” and Athena waving back and replying, “In justice we trust!” and Klavier is just like, “….wtf. Is that a greeting between you two weirdos?” I loved that 😂😭 Y’know, I had my doubts about Fulbright because I miss Gumshoe, but Fulbright is awesome! I love this guy! In justice we trust~

Omg, back to Aristotle Means!!! Him losing it in court and going full-on professor mode was so awesome!!!! I loved how he had us all fooled about the location of the crime scene! And then him causing Athena to have a crisis in court was 😄👌🏾 perfection! I felt so bad for Athena, but Robin, Hugh, Junie, and shockingly Blackquill giving her encouragement was such a beautiful moment! It made taking down Means even better!!!

I cackled when Athena was proving how a corpse could be a statue and she asked Apollo to tie her up and said, “Wait. You’re not into this, are you?” ATHENA PLSSSS 😂😂😂 Poor Apollo!

And then we get Means’ breakdown which was so GOOD!!!!! I loved his suggested punishments and him getting booed and rocks thrown at him!

Also, me and Athena anytime Apollo mentioned his friend: Oh Apollo, you can’t just go around making up people 🤭

And I’m glad the three besties (plus Myriam) got a happy ending! It would be cool if they were setting up Junie to be a judge in the future and take the role from our old judge, but I doubt that’ll happen especially since Junie said she wants to stay home in Turnabout Countdown.

Anymoo, I really had a good time with this case! Case 4 and 5 have a lot to live up to 😌 I’m excited to find out why Apollo is being all emo and junk! You belong at the agency, damn it!

Y’know, I was worried this game wouldn’t be as good because Takumi didn’t work on it, but I was wrong~! I’m loving this game ^^

[virtuousouls]

continued from here | @lcnelylcves

"meditating," thena repeated. she knew straight away that was a lie. from how suspicious she was being. maybe suspicious wasn't the word. no, not suspicious. but wary. which thena guessed was understandable given a stranger had just walked up on them. "and did it?" she enquired. "it's certainly removed enough from the bustle of the city. i also find it calming out here." she rarely ventured into the city if she could help it.

[softquietsteadylove]

Hello lovely!

I'd love to read more of the prison AU ✨🖤

A group of inmates is trying to push Thena around and a guard with bad intentions is helping her. He grabs her afterwards and pushes her into a corner, wanting something spicy in return for his help. Thena declines and is trying to get away, without success. Sweet Gilgamesh is coming to rescue her.

🖤✨Hugs and Love!!✨🖤

"What's going on in here?!"

Thena grunted as she was tossed against the wall again. They had already shoved her around plenty by this point of course. But fighting back against them was a surefire way to get herself penalised.

"Nothing," the other inmate who had done the most pushing and shoving turned with a smile.

Thena blinked as the guard came down the hall and barked at them to keep moving. There was no lingering in unsupervised areas. She stood, dusting off her uniform.

"You okay?"

"Fine," she muttered. She knew which guard this was. She didn't have to talk to each of them, but she knew each of their rotations, which were off weeks and which were on. It kept her mind occupied.

This guard was in his late 50s, recently divorced, had two kids who sounded very reluctant to have him in their lives, judging by how he was always saying he had games of theirs to go see and then would be working that night anyway.

"You sure?" he stepped closer, hands on his utility belt. "You look a little roughed up."

"I'm fine," she repeated. She tried to step around him but he moved into her path again.

"Y'know," he began, and she should have known. He leaned against the wall, his arm up against it, in the way of her head. "I can step in and protect you like this any time. Although I would wanna know that you're, uh, grateful, if you catch my drift."

She avoided his eyes as well. Looking people in the eyes only ever riled them up in here. "No, thank you."

He scoffed, "no thank you?--that what you said?"

"Yes," she muttered at the ground. She knew very well that he enjoyed the sense of humiliation he could get off some of the inmates in here. "Excuse me."

"You're excused when I excuse you."

Thena eyed the arm of his in her way. This hallways was already isolated enough for the other women to know it was good roughing up territory. A guard like him could get away with any number of things down here.

"So," the guard grinned at her, "you got a smile for me, gen-pop?"

Thena backed up against the wall again, but he followed her. His hand moved to her shirt, "don't."

She'd claw his face off if she really had to, longer sentence be damned.

"What the hell do you think you're doing?!"

Her eyes raised again, and they met his before she could help it. But she knew this guard, too. This was the one who made sandwiches at home and brought them in to work. It was Gilgamesh.

"Just making sure this one gets back to her pen."

Gilgamesh didn't even pretend to believe it. He marched over to them, wearing the same uniform as the other guard but taller, and twice as strong. "Don't give me that shit, I have eyes on it and everything."

The other guard just shrugged, "I kept a fight from breaking out is all. She offered to, uh, y'know."

Thena kept her expression passive. This creep could say whatever he wanted about her, she didn't care. And she didn't care if Gilgamesh believed him or not.

"Don't give me that bullshit either," Gilgamesh growled in the face of his fellow guard. "No one's offering to suck your broken old dick, especially not this one. So are you gonna walk away with a shred of dignity or do I need to bring this footage to the warden?"

Thena looked up as Gilgamesh gathered the front of the shirt of the other guard and tossed him aside. She remained where she was, but Gilgamesh's shoulder partially came between them just by its natural width.

"Fuck you," the other guard picked himself up and stalked off, surely to abuse his power elsewhere, "ass kisser."

"No one's offering you that either," Gilgamesh shouted after him to get one last dig in at him. "Old creep."

"Thanks," Thena muttered down at the ground.

"Hey." For such a big guy, in such a stressful work environment, he sure had a gentle voice. "You okay?"

"I'm fine."

"I was checking the cameras when I saw him leaning over you," Gilgamesh said gently, taking a step away from her until she had the amount of space to which she was accustomed. "What happened?"

She sighed, still looking down at her regulation nonslip shoes. "The three with the smuggling business left me my share of lunch today, but I think they were expecting something in return from me. I didn't have it, so they figured they would try and shake me down for it."

"Oh really," he frowned.

"He came along and," she shrugged, "what he wanted in exchange was more tangible, I suppose."

"I've reported him before but it never seems to go anywhere," Gil scowled in the direction their little friend had scurried. "Maybe if I have something like this, I can finally get him at least transferred to different work, or something."

"One could hope." She tried to drag herself back to her cell again but once again found herself blocked. She looked up, though, finding the deep brown eyes of Mister Gilgamesh. "What?"

He sighed, maybe getting the hint that even if he could do something about it - which he couldn't - it didn't mean she wanted him to. His shoulders wilted and he got this sad puppy look on his face, "nothing, I guess. Just...I'm around, you know. If anything..."

"Are you offering to come to my aid?" she asked him, letting him know how unimpressed she was with the offer.

"Yeah, I guess I am," he offered a jovial and sheepish smile. "I know I must sound like any old asshole. But I mean it--no strings attached."

She gave him a smirk as he began walking her back to her cell, "you don't want a little something?--not even a peek on shower day?"

He blushed. The massive bear of a guard blushed and averted his eyes from her, "okay, okay."

"Sorry," she snickered to herself, "this place has turned me deviant."

He shrugged, "you're tough, you adapted to survive. The ones who don't, don't tend to last. But you're smart enough to figure that out, huh?"

She most certainly was.

"Also, as far as those other three are concerned, if I see them withholding food I'm not gonna just leave it."

"Do as you please," she muttered. What he did while on the job wasn't any of her concern. All she had to do was keep her head down and not do anything to get her sentence lengthened.

"I know you said you had lunch, but," Gil rustled something in his pocket, "was it the burnt corner piece again?"

Thena looked down at the sandwich he flashed at her from his side cargo pocket, like they were exchanging the most dangerous of goods. Well, contraband was contraband. But he did make really good sandwiches. "What is it today?"

"Chicken katsu with curry mayo."

God, he really was a good cook. And just because she'd had lunch didn't mean it was really the freshest serving anyway. And Druig did comment that he was worried about how much weight she had lost (even claiming he didn't think she had any to spare, anyway).

When crossing the doorway Thena snatched the sandwich from him, slipping it under her uniform top and crossing her arms around it. "Thanks."

Gilgamesh smiled, his eyes meeting hers, "any time, really."

[cari-morningcrest]

Make sure to do it little bits at a time so they dont get suspicious.

Yeah, but lets keep blackmail as a last resort. I agree that Auntie Momboo probably will tell us but if she then we can ask Auntie ‘Thena!! They probably have a lot more

Okay, bad news- Dad found my closet snack stash so you might want to start moving any of your stashes in case Dad tells anyone about mine

-Cari

I think I'm safe, cause I found dad's coffee stash and he does not want papa or uncle cas or uncle Aax knowing about it. And I can tell you there's a button behind the books on portals and how they work, push that and it'll open a door behind his desk where there's a chest FILLED with coffee.

So. Do what you will with this info, Sunshine!

[sensitively-taken]

THAT NERD!SOOBIN POST OMFF great minds think alike bc i had an idea like that for him but i think i lost it 💔 LIKE I HAD IT WRITTEN DOWN SOMEWHERE BUT IDK WHERE IT IS💔💔💔

OMG honoured to share a mind w u xan 💆‍♀️💆‍♀️💆‍♀️ i would also suggest the greatest minds support the nerd!soobin agenda 😁😁 and me too 💀💀 explain to me why when i don't have any other wips suddenly i cannot find any of the plots i had planned...

[stranger-nightmare]

𝐂𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠

Pairing: Druig x (female) Eternal!Reader

Summary: unspoken feelings finally bubble over at the end of the world

Warnings: big time angst, finally admitting feelings, smut, penetrative sex (m+f), fingering, oral (f receiving), slight body worship/praise, slight marking/biting, minors DNI. Eternals spoilers.

A/N: happy Friday everyone! Finally I get round to posting this, I really hope you enjoy it! Please let me know your thoughts. Also the vibes I was going for for this oneshot is partly inspired by Barry Keoghan's sex scene in his film Mammal. Here's a gif set of what I was picturing. Basically just him really watching reader as he pleasures her, gauging her reactions. Anyway yeah, hope you like it! Enjoy the gif set and enjoy the fic😌

This is for people 18+ only. Minors do not read on. If you click ‘keep reading’ you are hereby agreeing that you are 18 or older.

You and Druig had a rich history together. A rich history that spanned over centuries. Ironically, much of said history mostly consisted of you two being apart. When the Eternals initially parted ways you and Druig were no different, each going off in your own direction. You had envied Sersi and Ikaris, they’re love on full display for everyone to see, going off together even when you all initially split.

There always felt like there was this unspoken thing between you and Druig. You were naturally drawn to each other, constantly brushing finger tips during meetings, the first to run to each other’s side during a fight, longing gazes lingering when the other wasn’t looking. You were his comfort when he was forced to watch the atrocities committed by humans but forbidden from interfering. You were the only one he would actually speak to, let his guard down with. And he was your sanctuary when the fight hadn't gone your way, human lives lost to the deviants and you couldn't help but blame yourself.

You spent centuries waiting for the next step in your relationship to be taken, for that lingering gaze to be acted upon, for the brushing of finger tips to turn into finger tips dragging over each other’s skin. And yet when the time came, the time for you go your separate ways, that unspoken thing remained as it always had: unspoken.

Your views on how to spend your eternal lives didn’t line up, meaning you couldn't spend eternity together, no matter the status of your relationship. You wanted to live your life to the fullest potential, traveling the world, learning, earning multiple degrees in multiple studies, dabbling in all kinds of different jobs. After all, you had the time. Druig, however, simply wanted to retreat, become a recluse, living a simple, uninterrupted life far away from the main hub of humanity. And so you went on, leaving him behind, travelling the world, trying your hardest not to look back upon him, and failing every time.

The heartbreak caused by your separation almost broke you. It took you literal decades before you could think of him without that brutal twang of pain shooting through your chest. Despite this pain, you brought yourself to check in on him every hundred years or so. You never got too close though, never made your presence known to him. You’d simply observe from a distance, make sure he was doing okay, and then leave. You continued to do this multiple times despite the way your chest threatened to cave in on itself, especially when you saw him perfectly content in the life he’d built for himself, living in peace in the Amazon, surround by plenty of beautiful men and woman to entertain him. Despite attempting to live your life to the fullest you’d never found anywhere to settle, or anyone to settle with. You were constantly on the move, ensuring you never stayed anywhere long enough for people to become suspicious of your unchanging, unaging appearance. 

This was why you weren’t particularly phased about having your current life upended when Sersi, Ikaris, Sprite, Kingo, Gilgamesh and Thena arrived on your doorstep telling you that the band needed to get back together, to save the entire planet no less. You’d of course agreed to help, having learned to love humanity despite being unable to settle completely amongst them. The next stop was Druig, the key to your current plan of putting Tiamut to sleep before he could wake and destroy the planet. Selfishly your only real fear was being face-to-face with him again.

Reuniting with him in the Amazonian forest had almost broke you all over again. Just seeing him hit you like a tonne of bricks, straight to the chest. Of course he acted as cool and nonchalant as ever. He greeted you as he greeted the rest of the Eternals, giving no indication of anything particularly special about you or your relationship to him. His indifference to you hurts more than you care to admit.

And yet you can't help but feel as though his gaze lingers on you longer than normal, that his eyes keep shifting over to you whilst Ikaris and Sersi explain the Timaut situation. Thankfully the gravity of the impending apocalypse overshadowed any personal drama that was or was not passing between you and Druig.

And so now here you all were, together on the Domo, the day before doomsday, preparing for what could potentially be the end of the world. You guys had established your plan, talked strategy, and anticipated almost every possible outcome for tomorrow’s emergence. So, with that, Sersi suggested that everyone go get a good night of rest before the following day. You head to your room, one last glance thrown back at Druig, who’s eyes are trained on the floor, as if deliberately trying to avoid looking at you.

You sit alone in your old room on the Domo. Left in complete silence with nothing but your thoughts for company your mind quickly starts to wonder. Tonight may well just be your last night alive, here, on this planet, with these memories, and these feelings...

Your breath starts to quicken, a panic setting in your chest. There was literally no time left, if you were going to tell Druig how you felt, it had to be now. You had to take that chance. You take a second to regain control of your breathing before spinning around to head out your room.

Except you find all breath stuck in your throat when you see Druig standing in your doorway.

He stands there silently, his hands clasped in front of him, his face absolutely unreadable. All you can do is stare at him, wide-eyed, frozen, like a deer in headlights. It seems as if an eternity passes, as though a thousand lifetimes go by, Tiamut could’ve been born several times over already for all you knew. All you knew right now was in this moment with Druig, nothing else seemed to exist outside this bubble of you two staring at each other as if the other might cease to exist if you tore your eyes away, even if just for a moment. 

As if that bubble around you was growing smaller, pushing you together, you both found yourselves moving forward, moving towards the other, until you finally stood face-to-face.

A thousand emotions pass between the two of you without a single word being spoken out-loud. You’re standing so close that your breath is mixing, your lips barely an inch apart as you continue to stare silently at each other. You feel your breathe hitch again and a tear slide down your cheek as centuries of feelings come flooding to the surface.

“Druig...” you squeak, your voice breaking.

“I know. I know, my love, I know” he whispers, his own eyes filling with tears. 

Your eyebrows knit together, unsure if he can really know precisely all the emotions flowing through you.

“Y/n. My beautiful, beautiful y/n” he breathes, raising his hand to tuck a strand of hair behind your ear. “I shouldn’t have left this so late, left it to the end of the world to finally tell you. All those times you came to check on me, I should've just grabbed you and kept you. But I was too afraid, I wanted you to live your life free of being burdened with me."

"What?" you whisper. "You knew about that? How? I made sure to never get too close."

"My love I can sense your presence, your mind, from miles away" a small smile graces his face. "And don't think that I didn't do the same."

He then gently grabs your face between his hands, his thumbs stroking your cheeks, wiping the tears as they continue to fall from your eyes. He pauses for a brief moment, as if planning his next words carefully. Druig, usually so quick and witty, stood here in silence, almost at a loss for words. Almost.

“Y/n" he finally speaks, his face still barely an inch away from yours. "I have loved you for centuries. Ever since we first set foot on this planet my heart has belonged to you and you alone. I am sorry I left you alone in this world. Every single day we were apart it pained me, tore me apart, and yet I knew I needed to let you live your life. To be free to do as you pleased in this world. But know that my heart travelled this world with you, it was always with you.”

A small sob leaves your throat as you take in all his words. 

Druig mutters a soft and reassuring ‘shhhh’ as he moves forward slightly to place his forehead on yours, his eyes closing. You keep your eyes trained on him, still fearing that he would somehow disappear if you shut your eyes, that this fantasy would fall apart if you weren’t careful.

“On what could be our last night on this planet, will you have me, my love? Will you let me have you?” Druig whispers, his voice wavering the slightest bit.

You answer simply by lifting your head slightly to finally, finally place your lips on his. The kiss is slow and passionate, tasting sweet and salty from the sting of your tears, bittersweet, as was the entire situation. You try to convey all your own emotions into the kiss, letting him know you felt exactly the same. That your heart was his as much as his was yours. You had travelled the world but your heart had never left the Amazonian forest, not really.

“I’m yours, Druig. I’ve always been yours” you whisper into his mouth. He moans softly in response, taking the opportunity to deepen the kiss, your tongues finally tasting each other for the first time. You take your hands to run through his hair, gripping tightly and pulling gently, afraid to let go of him even for a second. He moves his hands from your face to grip your waist, pulling you flush against him, your hips colliding. Your bodies lock together, fitting together like the perfect puzzle piece, almost as if you were both designed to simply exist in each others' arms.

Druig squeezes your hips gently and gives you a slight push back, signalling for you to walk backwards. Your lips never part as you allow Druig to guide you until you feel the back of your knees hit the edge of the bed.

Druig lifts his head, looking down at you. "Lie back, my love, let me show you just how much I love you. Let me worship you."

You feel almost embarrassed by his statement, but the intensity in his eyes, the lust, the love, makes you feel more empowered than you think you've ever felt.

You climb onto the bed and lie back, waiting for Druig’s next move. He keeps his eyes on you as he takes off his leather jacket and his black t-shirt. He's then swift to climb onto the bottom of the bed, climbing up and over your body until his mouth is finally back on yours. The kiss is slow and deep, the both of you savouring the taste of the other. Your head is still spinning, your heart overflowing. Disbelief clinging to you so strongly, to think that he had actually felt the same way about you, all this time. All this time wasted, and now you potentially only had night.

“Are, are you sure about this?” you breathe, the disbelief becoming almost overwhelming.

He looks down at you, almost incredulous that you would even ask such a thing.

“I’ve never been more sure of anything in all my years on this Earth” he reassures you. “My darling, this is has been centuries in the making” he says as he nuzzles your nose with his own gently before placing another kiss to your lips. This kiss is quick and simple as his lips then move across your jaw, down to your neck. When he reaches your neck his quick pecks turn into open-mouth kisses, interchanged with the gentle nibbling of your skin. You can feel the bruises he's sucking into your skin, and all you can do is moan in response, just revelling in the feelings of his lips, his touch on your skin. His mouth travels back up your neck to the shell of your ear. A shiver runs through your entire body as his lips tickle the outside of your ear.

"If we die tomorrow at least it will be with my mark on your skin" he breathes into your ear. Your hands involuntarily grip his back tighter, as if your hold on him can somehow stop the events of tomorrow.

Druig moves to hold himself up slightly, using his hands to gently remove your jumper, followed by your bra, leaving your upper body exposed to him. His eyes trail down your body, completely drinking in the sight of you. He doesn't need to say anything, you can see it all in his eyes: he looks at you as if you are the most precious and most beautiful work of art he has ever had the pleasure of laying eyes on. He leans down again and his lips melt into yours. Your mouths moving together as if they had known each other for years.

You feel Druig hands slide down your body, the light touch causing goosebumps to rise to the surface of your skin. His hands reach the band of your trousers and he dips just his thumps under the fabric, tracing light circles on your hip bones. You can feel how wet you are already, literal centuries of desire dripping from your aching cunt. You whimper into Druig's mouth, his hands so close and yet so far from where you want him. You buck your hips up into his hands, hoping he gets the hint. Which, of course, he does.

Druig grabs the hem of your trousers and underwear, pulling them both off in one motion, finally revealing your entire self to him.

"My gods, you truly are divine" he states slowly, emphasising each individual word as his gaze wonders up and down your body.

His words send a wave of emotions through your body that goes straight to your heart, and to your pussy. He leans down on one arm to kiss you again. You feel his other hand travel down your side again until he reaches your hip. From your hip his fingers trace inwards, towards the centre of your body. His hand then finally, finally, moves lower until you feel his fingers brush through your folds. You both moan as he makes contact with your aching centre. He swipes his fingers up and down your slit a few times, collecting the slick there, before you feel two of his fingers land on your clit. A short gasp leaves your mouth as he begins to circle your clit, applying just the lightest pressure. You toss your head back slightly as the pleasure slowly starts to build within your body. Druig simply remains above you, taking in the look of your face as you squirm beneath him. He watches you, gauging your reactions to his movements.

Your hips are rocking in time to his motions, your hips in sync with his circles. His fingers then move away from your clit, dropping lower, until you feel them pushing at your entrance. A deep sigh escapes you as he slowly sinks his two fingers inside you. A small smirk appears on his face as he acknowledges the pure bliss that spreads across your own face. After gently pumping you a few times Druig then shifts his fingers inside you so that he can position his thumb to rub back on your clit again.

You're a withering mess beneath him, your hips again bucking up into his hands, urging him to go as deep as he can, using your body to tell him harder, faster. To which he obliges. He speeds up his actions, all the while never taking his eyes off your face. His two fingers pump deeper into you, his thumb circling faster on your clit, applying slightly more pressure. The pleasure starts to build even more, the wave feeling as though it's coming from all over your body, centring itself in your core. It takes little time for that wave to finally crash and your orgasm to wash over you as Druig continues to pump his fingers into you, letting you ride out your orgasm in its entirety. As you cum Druig places his lips on your open mouth, swallowing the sounds you make.

Your body is shaking slightly when Druig finally removes his fingers, bringing his them up to his mouth. He locks eyes with you as he sucks his own fingers into his mouth, sucking the flavour of you off them.

"Mmm you even taste divine, my love" he groans. You're speechless as he slides down your body, kissing a trail from your collarbones down to your breasts. Druig takes the time to worship each of your breasts, kissing and sucking at the skin surrounding your nipple before pulling the bud into his mouth, nipping ever so gently.

"Druig!" you moan breathily. His name is a prayer on your lips, your moans a song to his ears. The sounds you make go straight to his cock as it sits painfully hard in his jeans. You run your hands through his hair as he continues his movements downwards until his mouth finally reaches your centre. He places a small kiss at the top of your folds. You lift your head to look down at him just in time to see him look back up at you in the same moment he places his tongue on your clit. He flattens his tongue, applying a small amount of pressure. Your head once again is thrown back, your eyes squeezed shut as all your focus goes to the man between your legs. You begin to rock your hips again, pushing against Druig's mouth. A guttural moan sounds from Druig, clearly taking satisfaction from the pure pleasure he was providing you. The moan vibrates through his mouth and onto your clit, eliciting another moan from you in response.

Druig then moves his tongue even lower, licking at your entrance. You feel his tongue push inside you. But it's not enough, you want, need, more friction. Druig responds by pushing forward so his nose is rubbing you clit. And so with that he continues to flick his tongue in and out of you all the while rubbing you with his nose. You can barley contain the sounds you make as he does so, almost sure everyone else on the Domo would be able to hear you. But you didn't care. This was your first and potentially final night with the man you had loved for centuries, you were going to savour it.

Druig once again switches tactics and moves himself to place his tongue against your clit, this time licking and sucking at it. You were already close and the new sensations rolling through your body bring you right back to the precipice of climax. Druig's name once again leaves your lips as you tighten your fists in his hair and cum for the second time, your body convulsing, arching upwards. Druig again ensures you ride out the entirety of your orgasm by continuing to lap at you.

You feel yourself becoming almost too sensitive and you involuntarily push Druig's head away slightly. He takes this opportunity to sit up, wipe his face on his inner bicep, and crawl up you once again. He gives you no time to catch your breath before his lips are crashing into yours, his tongue invading your mouth, giving you a taste of yourself. This kiss feels different all of a sudden. It's desperate and messy, as though neither of you could ever get enough of this. Your bodies start to move together, you can feel his aching cock straining through his jeans as he rocks against you. Your hands move from his hair, running down his torso, scratching with your nails as you do so. You wanted to leave your own mark on him. When your hands finally reach the hem of his jeans you waste no time popping the button and unzipping them. You can feel Druig groan against your lips as you slip your hands under his pants and finally free his painfully hard cock. You grab him in your hand, collecting the precum leaking from his tip. You begin to pump him in your hand, squeezing ever so slightly, and twisting your hand around him as you do. You feel his breathing get heavier as your lips continue to collide. Druig starts fucking himself into your hand, clearly desperate for more friction. You're about to oblige by speeding up your movements when he suddenly grabs your wrist, stopping your motions. He stops kissing you for moment, squeezing his eyes shut, his mouth hanging open.

"Wait" he pants heavily, struggling to maintain this level of control when he's so clearly desperate for his own release. "I want us to finish together" he breathes. "I want to finish inside you" his voice barely a whisper.

You place your forehead on his and nod your head gently. You place another kiss to his lips as you move your hands off his cock and cling onto his back instead. He grabs his dick in one hand and guides it down to your cunt, rubbing the tip up and down your folds a few times. Then, finally, you feel him push his tip into your entrance. Your fingers curl, your nails digging into his back as he slowly sinks inside you, all the way to the hilt. Simultaneous sighs leaves your lips as Druig starts to move, pulling almost all the way out before pushing back inside. He does these long languid thrusts for a short while before slowly beginning to pick up the pace. Your body rocks against him, meeting thrust for thrust. Again it seems as though your bodies were made for each other, slotting against each other perfectly, your arched back curving perfectly against his hunched chest, your breasts pressed flush against bare chest as you hold each other as close as physically possible.

Your foreheads still touching, your breath mixing, your eyes locked together, your bodies moving to the same rhythm. This moment feels infinite, like all that exists, all that ever will exist, is just you and Druig, here and now, together at last.

And yet in the back of your mind you know it isn't. You know tomorrow will come around. Your thoughts overwhelm you and you feel a lone tear roll down your cheek. Druig notices and leans down to softly kiss the tear away. A thousand unspoken words pass between you, a thousand opportunities missed. But none of that mattered now.

I love you, and I am grateful for this moment, no matter how brief you open your mind to him, showing him everything, every emotion as it passes through you mind, through your body, you hope he feels just how much you love him. You hear a soft moan mixed with a small sob leave Druig and you know he's heard you.

"I love you, I love you" he pants as he continues to thrust into you, faster now, his pace getting sloppy, the desperation for release building.

"You are my everything" he whispers. Another tear slips down your cheek at his words.

You can feel your climax once again building in the pit of your stomach, the pleasure pooling in your centre. You dig your nails deeper into his shoulders as your third orgasm racks through your body, your toes curling, a loud gasp leaving your open mouth as you do so. Your clenching pussy and convulsing body finally push Druig over the edge right there with you, his hips stuttering and stilling, spilling inside you as his grunts fill your ears. The two of remain there for a minute, regaining your breath, looking into each other's eyes, again savouring this precious moment.

Eventually Druig silently pulls out of you, placing another chaste kiss on your lips. You whimper at his absence, the feeling of being suddenly empty. Druig walks to the bathroom and you hear the tap run quietly. He returns swiftly with a warm, damp cloth. Druig wipes you down gently, caressing and stroking your sensitive body softly, placing tender kisses on your skin as he goes. Once done with you he cleans himself off before throwing the cloth to the side. He climbs into the bed beside you, pulling you into his chest, enveloping you in his arms. No more words needed to be exchanged tonight. You simply needed to remain in his arms for the remainder of eternity, no matter how short that remainder may be.

And so the two of you eventually fell asleep in each other’s arms. Your naked bodies tangled in an impossible knot, skin touching wherever physically possible, no space left between you. Whatever tomorrow held, you would face it together. And should you die in the effort, you would do that together too.

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My Influence Is Only Bad For You | Ikaris x God Reader

Summary: One day in the early years of the world, Ikaris meets a man, not just any man, a man who will live as long as him. As Ikaris falls for this man, Ajak notices that he begins to distance himself from the Eternals and their mission.

Request: Yes / No

Warnings: implied sex, mentioned sexual assault, attempted sexual assault, disfiguring of someone who deserves it

Y/n's feet dangled off a cliff as he watched the people below him. His mother, Rhea, sent him to make sure the people of Greece were safe and well cared for. The mission was a bit boring at times, he mainly just watered crops and purified water. But he hoped for something exciting. He was about to climb down and return to Aktiki, when he saw a creature sprinting towards the city. He launched himself off the mountain, jumping everytime he hit the earth so he would land in front of the gates. When he reached his destination, he got a good look at the creature. It has leathery black skin and was the size of the cities temple and had large horns bigger than his arm. Grabbing the trident from his back, and flexing his shield arm he got into a defensive stance, prepared to protect his people. Then the creature face planted in front of him, a women in white pushing a golden spear into its back. Y/n lowered his trident and tilted his head, looking her over. "Hello." She said, pursing her lips, the spear in her hands disappearing. The creature went to stand up, but both of them plunged their weapons into its head, another spear appearing in her hands. "Hi, I'm Y/n, the people here call me Poseidon." He held his hand to her and helped her off the corpse. "I'm Thena." She said, and nodded to him before looking over her shoulder. He followed her gaze to where a group of other men and women fought other black creatures. One of them summoned a golden exoskeleton and punched them, another shot golden light from his hands, and one was so fast that Y/n could only see her when she stopped moving. When all the creatures were dead, another group walked towards Y/n, following behind a women in a blue and gold dress. The warriors all went to walk behind her, and that's when he saw one he didn't notice before. He floated down next to them and was wearing a skin tight blue and gold suit, and he was possibly the most handsome man y/n has ever seen.

When the group reached Y/n and Thena, the women in front nodded to Thena before bowing to Y/n. "Hello, I am Ajak. Is this your city?" Y/n moved his gaze from the flying hottie to her. "I am the cities protectors. But it is run by the senators. Come, I will take you to them, but only you and the two best fighters, the others must stay." Ajak nodded before following him along with Thena and the flying hottie. Y/n opened the gates, waving to the people who came to watch them. "This is Aktiki. Over there is the temple to the gods, which is where I live. And over there is the school, where the biys of the city learn the arts, as well as war. Here, we place importance on your intelligence, just as much as your skills in battle." Y/n motioned to the building, all of the boys inside it looking out towards them. "And the girls?" Thena asked, staring at Y/n suspiciously. "The senators dont believe girls should do anything but cool, clean, and weave. Which is why I teach them all myself inside the temple and at night, because in the temple, the only law is the law of the gods, which they say I am one. Speaking of weaving, this is the home of Aktiki's greatest weaver, Arachne!" Y/n opened the door to show the trio. The only furniture in the small home was a bed, a small cooking pot, a loom, a spindle, and pots filled with dyes. Sitting at the loom was a woman with inky black hair weaving a tapestry depicting Y/n standing on a rock holding his trident in the air as 4 horses made of water reared behind him. The tapestry got a few details wrong, like him being naked and having a six pack, but was nevertheless very complimenting. Y/n closed the door and the 4 of them walked to the building in the center of town. He walked inside, Ajak beside him and Thena and Flying Hottie behind them. "Senators! This is Ajak, she is the leader of the warriors who saved Aktiki." The men stared at Y/n with reverence, but when he motioned to Ajak, their faces turned into distaste. "Hello senators. I am Ajak, the leader of the Eternals, and we are here to...." Ajak stepped forward and began speaking beut was cut off when the senator in the middle stood up. "Lord Y/n, you know out customs and laws, women are not permitted to enter the courthouse." A low growl escaped from the throats of Y/n, Thena, and Flying Hottie, and Ajak let out a breath in disbelief. "Senators, I have told you multiple times that..." Y/n was cut off by a golden, glowing sword extended from Thena's hand and sliced the senators cheek. "Thena, we do not use violence agaimst humans, no matter how... Aggravating they may be. Good senator, I am sorry about her behavior, here let me." Ajak walked up and held her hand over the senators cheek, a golden glow emitting from her hand and healing the cut. When Ajak stepped back, all of the senators stood up and dropped to their knees. "We apologize my lady, we did not know we were in the presence of goddesses. Forgive us for our insolence." The head senator said, begging at Ajak's feet. She simply brushed her hand over his head and smiled. "We are not gods, we merly wish to be granted residence in your city." All of the senators agreed, as well as offered them multiple offerings ranging from food to gold to humans.

Y/n pushed open the doors to the temple, welcoming the Eternals inside. The building was the largest in the city and had multiple fountains inside. Decorating the walls were multiple tapestries made by Arachne, each one depicting a different deed done by Y/n. "This one is when I 'created' horses. I merely tamed some and bred them. Oh, and this one was when me and my brothers killed our father, its a little more acurate, but he was, lets just say my mother didn't want 6 kids." Y/n showed them each the different tapestries until they made it to the end of the hall, where the statue stood. "Its not very accurate since no one in the city has ever seen me in less than my armor, but it was a gift, so I keep it." Y/n explained as they looked up at the large and very naked statue. "I swear the people of this city have this thing with nudity and gods. Like, it's such a problem for gods to be wearing clothes." Y/n complained and motioned for them to follow him downstairs where the bedrooms were. "There were multiple rooms built, in case other gods showed up. Pick one and it's yours." Y/n waved his hands at all of the rooms and smiled at all of them. "Thanks, but we have rooms." The smallest of the room said, giving him a false sweet smile. A loud thud came from above the temple and Y/n ran to see what it was. A large triangular thing was now sitting on the temple, its black color was a stark contrast to the white marble. "What is that?!" Y/n yelled, looking at Ajak. "The Domo, our starship. It is how we got to earth." She explained, looking at the ship with a smile. Y/n looked at her before jumping up to it. He landed in front of what he assumed was the entance, which is where the Flying Hottie was leaning against the wall. "Hi." He said, holding up two fingers in a small wave. "Hello, so this is why you missed the tour." Y/n said, walking into the ship uninvited. "Someone had to make sure Phastos didn't crash." He said, trailing behind Y/n. "I never caught your name." He was now walking backwards, smiling at the Flying Hottie. "Its Ikaris." His smile was basically melting y/n, and his voice was basically music. Y/n bit his lip and smiled at him. "Well Ikaris, I'm Y/n. The people of Aktiki call me Poseidon, god of the sea." Y/n flexed a bit, causing Ikaris to chuckle lightly. "One place we lived called me the god of something once, I think the only place to give me a specific title. They called me Aengus Og, god of... What was it again?" Y/n felt his back touch a wall, but Ikaris was still walking towards him. "Oh thats right. I was the god of..." His mouth was right next to y/n's ear and his breath made him shudder. "Love." The two held eye contact, y/n had his hands on Ikaris's chest, and Ikaris had his hands on both sides of Y/n's head. Y/n was moving before he realized it, and he didn't realize it until he felt Ikaris biting at his lips. Y/n's eyes fluttered closed, and his hands slid up to wrap around Ikaris' neck. Ikaris's tongue slid into y/n's mouth, who let him take control. They were there for who knows how long before Ikaris moved from y/n's mouth to his neck. If he was human, y/n would be panting but instead he was just groaning and whining. Y/n grabbed Ikaris' head before he could go any lower. "Lets take this to one of our rooms."

Its been 5 months since the Eternals showed up, and it changed alot. First, the city took a great liking to Thena, even changing the cities name to Athens, and changing the temple from solely Y/n, to mostly Thena, but they always called her Athena, which annoyed her plenty. Amother change was Y/n's relationship with the city. As Thena grew more popular with them, and as Y/n spent more time with Ikaris than helping them, they began to make legends about Poseidon and Athena's rivalry, despite Thena and y/n's friendship and mutual respect for the other. And the worst change was Medusa. She was a new priestess in the temple of Thena, which required a vow of celibacy so as to not distract them from their duties. But Medusa had other plans.

Y/n was sitting in the main room of the temple, having recieved a note from someone asking him to meet them there. He assumed it was Ikaris, and only wore a loose toga and didn't carry any weapons. He was grumbling about the removal of most of the fountains, when he felt two hands on his shoulders. He turned around with a smile, but was met with the face of Medusa, instead of his lover. When he saw her, his face darkened. She had been harassing him for days now, sending him presents like statues she carved, or snakes she found. Y/n took a step back and shook his head. "Medusa, I have tried to ignore you and I've tried rejecting you nicely. But I am fed up. You have been told by me, you have been told by Ikaris, and you have been told by Thena. I am in a relationship, so leave me alone." Y/n turned to leave, but Medusa grabbed his arm and twirled him around, throwing him to the ground. She climbed on top of him, a crazy smile on her face. "I know what you've said, but you don't get it. I love you more than he ever will!" Medusa punched him in the face, which the situation left him dazed and shocked, too shocked to try and fight back. Medusa rubbed his chest and pulled her skirts up before sitting back on his lap. "I'll show you just how much i love you." She whispered, causing y/n to whimper. She was about to grab his toga when she was hit by what looked like a golden spear. Y/n turned his head to the side to see a furious Thena and Ikaris. Ikaris moved to Y/n, holding him while Thena walked toward Medusa, who sat on the floor, holding her now bleeding face. "You dare. In not just my temple, not just my home, but his as well? You have been warned human. You have been warned by me, and by him, and by Ikaris. Now, you will receive no warnings, just punishment." Thena said, a golden dagger glowing to life in her hand. She bent over Medusa, holding the blade to her face and y/n had to look away. His sobs and Ikaris's soothing words were almost enough to block out Medusas screams. Almost.

A week later, y/n stood on a rock, watching as the waves crashed onto the shore, the water never touching him as if it was too respectful to even think of it. His grip on his trident had been tighter than it ever was before the incident. Thena had carved thr image of a snake onto Medusas forhead, and what looked like scales on her cheeks and arms. The city had said it was because she caught him and Medusa making love in the temple, but she couldn't punish him for his actions, so she disfigured her. Other said it was basically what actually happened, but with a role reversal, with Y/n attacking her. No matter how the story was told, it always made him and Thena look bad.

He stared into the water, the foam and sea spray calming him. That was until he heard the crunch of sand behind him and he twirled around, trident pointing at the person who snuck up on him. Ajak stood there, unflinching as the longest blade rested on her chin. "Hello Y/n. Do you have a minute?" She asked, brushing the trident to the side and healing the small cut on her chin. He nodded putting the weapon on his back and sitting next to her on the rock. "As you know, we were sent to this planet by Arishem with very strict instructions and a very clear mission. And all of us have been very loyal and very dedicated to that mission. Until we came here. Phastos is teaching at the school and helping the smiths, Sersi is assisting the priestesses with teaching the girls and has begun dating on of them named Hekate, Thena and Ikaris are not only defending the city from non-Deviant threats, but they are also attacking humans." When Ajak stopped talking, y/n's jaw clenched and he looked at her, a storm brewing in his stomach, and the clouds swirling above him. "Arishem is aware of these, and he blames you. He has claimed that you are a bad influence on the Eternals, your loyalties to humanity are distracting them from their goals." The two were now standing and the ocean was churning as much as Y/n's stomach. "I have done nothing but show them the truth. I showed Phastos something he loves and brings him more joy than anything you have given him. That is the same with Sersi. She found not only something, but someone she loves and she is happy. And Thena protected me from Medusa, and maybe she wasn't a Deviant, and maybe Thena fought against the Spartan army when they attacked the city. But, this is her city. She loves it like how Phastos loves teaching, and like how Sersi loves Hekate, and like how Ikaris love me. I am not a bad influence. I have shown them what they are missing and I gave it to them. So the only persom my influence is bad for, is you and Arishem." Y/n growled, the sky now being pitch black and rain pouring around them, but not on them. The sea was now raging, the waves crashing against the rocks and shore so violently that they would kill a human. Y/n stormed away from Ajak, taking his circle of dry space with him, leaving her alone to think in the storm she caused.

Y/n played with Ikaris' chest hair, his fingers dancing through the brown curls. "Do you ever regret it? Leaving the Eternals in Athens?" Y/n looked up at Ikaris, who was staring at him in such a loving way that Y/n felt shiver through his whole body. "Sometimes I think of what life would be like if I stayed, if I remained with Ajak, and my loyalty to Arishem never wavered. But then I remember the past thousand years with you and it all goes away." Ikaris kissed y/n's forehead and wrapped and arm around him. "I love you." Y/n said as they stared at the ceiling, each other wrapped in the others arms. "I love you too."

This was based off a writin prompt I thought of, which was literally: "I'm not a bad influence. My influence is only bad for you." And this was the only pairing I could think of.

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Temper (Dark! Druig Smut)

Request:  please another dark! druig smut 😍

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Warnings: Smut, noncon smut, kind of somnophilia, a bit of degrating, Druig has anger issues, breeding kink

Summary: Druig meets you at an event in the Stark Tower. He grows overly fond of you, almost to an obsession. 

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“I don’t understand why we’re here. These parties are pathetic” Druig complained as he walked with the rest of the eternals through the Stark tower. “You think everything is pathetic Druig. Suck it up it’s for a good cause” Ikaris retorted. Druig let out a sarcastic scoff, “Good cause..you know they get a fat tax break if they label anything as a charity event. This isn’t because it’s in the goodness of their hearts, all rich humans are greedy conniving pieces of-” “Enough Druig. Behave” Ajak ordered. “I know this isn’t your scene but I greatly appreciate you coming here with us. It’s just for today and then you are free to do as you please.” She reassured making Druig soften up, nodding his head, understanding.

As the night when on everyone met each other and dinner was soon to be served. Druig spent most of his time walking around trying to avoid everyone. He is used to being surrounded with people who make him feel comfortable and perfectly controlled. The lack of was making it hard for him to stay calm. He walked around mad, his aura making it difficult for people to approach him. Eventually that became the goal for him. Druig got tired of all this and decided to bail, not caring what the rest of his family would say. As he got up from his seat Thena grabbed his hand, “where to?”. Druig swallowed not wanting to seem suspicious, “I’m just going to the bathroom, wanna join? I’m sure you can touch up your makeup there too” He joked making her chuckle, “not a chance. Hurry and come back, Kingo is going to preform soon” she said letting him go. “I wouldn’t miss it for the world” he sarcastically retorted before heading out.

When he got down to the lobby he controlled some guy in the bathroom to give him his clothes. He took them and erased the encounter from the guys mind. He was now in a leather jacket, pants, boots, and some pretty cool glasses that he got from homeboy in the bathroom. As he was walking out he heard his name being called out. Not in a way to get his attention but it was spoken out in conversation.

Thats when he saw you. Talking fast into the phone, rushing to get somewhere. “I don’t care. I got this little part time gig so that I can see him, I’m not missing out this opportunity just to go to a lame ass party. If Druig ain’t there then IM NOT GOING. I gotta go I’m incredibly late” you barked ending the call and heading towards the elevators. When you crossed him, it was as if you were walking in slow motion. You were captivating. Beautiful would be an understatement, you just exuded it in his eyes. You had the most beautiful eyes, hair, lips. Absolute perfection from head to toe. And to top it all off, you were there for him? He thought to himself not really understanding why anyone would want to see him. He decided it would be best to make at least 1 person happy so he followed you. When you got to the elevator, the door was about to close but then a hand stopped it making you jump at the sound. “Sorry, im going up too” he said smiling. He was expecting for you to fan girl, scream, cry, literally anything girls did when meeting their idols but you just nodded and went back to your phone, not really looking at him. “Going up to the charity event?” He spoke after a couple seconds of silence. “Yes! I’m working it until midnight, how about you?” Asking him and then turning to face him.

There was something super familiar about him, but you couldn’t really tell. You stared at him in a concentrated state trying to remember where the hell you could have seen him. “I’m in it as well. Sort of” he smiled trying to see if you would catch on. “Hopefully we work together! I literally don’t know anyone I’m only here because I want to see all of the eternals in person. They’re so cool” you confessed letting go of your attempt to try and figure him out. Druig smiled making the lines around his eyes apparent, you were so incredibly cute and sweet too? Such a prize. “All of them?” He asked nudging you with his elbow. You giggled, playfully pushing him with your hand, “Okay fine..you got me I’m here for only one in particular. I don’t know he just gives off really nice vibes. Not to mention incredibly hot. Like damn, let me have your babies you know” you joked following it with a light laugh. Druigs eyes widened and his mouth opened to form an O. He was so shocked at what had just come out of your mouth. He quickly felt his body get hot and his jeans started to feel a little tight. “Don’t act so shocked! We’re all thinking it. I mean this man has to have like a million girlfriends” you said again. Druig couldn’t believe you STILL couldn’t figure out who he was. He took his glasses off, staring right into your eyes. “I don’t actually” smirking.

Now it was your turn to drop your mouth to an O. He couldn’t be. Could he? You asked yourself. Druig eyes flashed gold letting out a gentle chuckle, “It is me” he said holding out his hand, his palm facing up, waiting for you to place yours into it. It finally hit you…hard. You couldn’t believe what was happening. This was something that happened in dreams, but it felt so real. Then it dawned on you what you had said a bit ago, your face burning in embarrassment. “Oh…my..God…I am so so sorry. I’m so sorry…I didn’t know it was you! I didn’t mean to disrespect you like that I’m so sorry ugh” you babbled taking your hands and covering your face in embarrassment . Druig just laughed taking your hands in his, “please don’t be sorry, I thought it was really funny. You’re the first mortal to make me feel this flattered” he said taking your hand in his and giving the top of it a kiss as he originally intended. His soft lips were moist when they landed on your hand, and the way he looked at you while he did it…w0w..you were in heaven.

The elevator finally opened at the very top floor and it was time to go your separate ways, “Well Druig it was so nice to meet you. I guess my plans are now exposed so I’ll see you during the event! Hopefully we can talk again soon. I already signed up for this thing so now I have to go through with it. Anyways my name is y/n, it was so nice to finally meet you” you said extending your hand so that he could shake it. Druig smiled and took your hand, but pulled you into a hug instead. He squeezed you tightly, rubbing his hand up and down your back making you get goosebumps. “Pleasure is all mine, my sweet y/n” he whispered before letting you go and exiting the elevator.

With each step that he took he couldn’t stop thinking about you. He wanted to keep you by his side, learn about you , see inside your mind. He wanted to be yours and for you to be only his. When he regrouped with the others, Sersi quickly noticed his change of attire. “What happened to your clothes?” She questioned making everyone else turn. “I think he looks great” Kingo said making Druig laugh. “I felt more comfortable in this. I just gave my clothes to a fan and they left, happily.” He lied. “ quote on quote “fan” he probably forced them to” Gilgamesh said smiling. Ajak took a deep breath, “No more of your tricks Druig. Just behave!” She scolded again. Druig just nodded, but wondered how long he would be able to do so when you were roaming around here somewhere.

When it was time for desert you had to go to each table and ask if they were having any. Being that this event was for the Eternals you were sent to them first, your heart pounding in your chest as you made your way to them. You knew Druig was there, making you excited yet nervous. ��Good evening everyone, I hope you’re having a great time here at the Stark tower. Would anyone be interested in some dessert” you asked. You could feel Druigs eyes on you, your peripheral vision catching the slightest sight of him facing you. As you got everyone’s orders you passed by him smiling when both of you made eye contact. His flirty self decided to wink at you, making your face flare up, giggling as you passed. No one noticed as everyone was too busy and entertained in conversation, except for one. “Oh my god, I can’t believe you got a thing for the hostess” Kingo said making Druigs head snap toward him and ripping his eyes from you as you walked away. “I don’t. Mind your own business” he said taking a sip of his drink.

“Dude you know she’s taken right?” Kingo said in a dead serious tone, making Druigs face turn into stone. “She’s not” he stated firmly, feeling himself getting mad. “Yes she is! I literally saw her making out with captain America’s best friend..Bucky I think they call him” he explained. No this couldn’t be, could it? He felt dumb because he didn’t ask if you were taken or even see in your mind if you were. His anger got the best of him, gripping his hand too hard on the glass he shattered it making everyone turn around. Kingo mouthed a “what the fuck” giving his napkin over to Druig. “I was kidding! The hell is wrong with you” he whispered. Ajak saw the bloody cut on his hand and quickly healed him, “Go take a walk and clean yourself up. Don’t come back until you’re ready to act right” she instructed, reassuring everyone that it was just an accident. Kingo felt guilty, maybe messing with him like that wasn’t the best idea, “let me help” he said getting up to follow. “No..I want to be alone” Druig barked leaving the room while Kingo sat back down.

He tried to remember where he saw you disappear to and he remembered you were going towards the huge kitchens. He wiped his hands off before entering, eyes scanning for you. You were rushing trying to get everything nice and making sure the plating was perfect. “Are you busy?” A familiar voice called making you smile. “Never for you. How can I help” you asked turning on your heels. Druig melted at how loving and flirty you were. Just making it that much easier to fall for you. “Can I talk to you..in private” he asked motioning with his head that he wanted to take you outside. “Sure! But we have to hurry because these need to go out in 2 minutes” you explained. “I’m gonna need more time than that” he said motioning to the desert coordinator to come to him. “Take these out on time and excuse y/n for her absence the rest of the night. She’s taking care of some personal matters that have come up suddenly” he told him, his eyes turning to gold making the coordinator nod in agreement as he turned away. It was your first time seeing something like this, it was so fascinating. You’d only heard of his ability to control minds, you never thought that you would be the one seeing it this close up. Druig grabbed your hand and started pulling you out with him, swimming through the huge crowd of chefs, servers, and carts of food. “I can’t believe you just did that! It was so cool” you praised as he finally got you two out. “ we’ll believe it sweetheart, It’s my specialty” he said pulling you in to a room that seemed to be an office. “I noticed..now, what did you want to tell me” you asked impatiently, shaking his arm for him to tell you.

“I’m sorry of this is too blunt but are you seeing someone?” he asked softly, as he placed his hands on your cheek. You shook your head, your beautiful eyes looking up at his, a smile tugging at your lips. “That’s good” he said bringing you close to him, “Because now youre mine” He said, voice barely above a whisper. It’s sounded like he was joking but he also sounded a bit serious. “Druig..We just met. What if I’m not up to your standards?” You confessed hoping that he wouldn’t be turned off by this. “My beautiful y/n..I’m choosing you because you’re so captivating. I just can’t stop thinking about you. It’s been a very looong time since I’ve felt like this. It just feel so right ” he said bringing you into a soft kiss. His lips were so soft and plushy it made you want more. As he was pulling away you reconnected the kiss, this time Druig being caught by surprise. It didn’t take long for him to take the lead again, pushing you against a wall, he started to kiss you with hunger. He needed more of you, lifting your leg up as he ground himself into you, making you moan into him. It was all happening so fast so you broke away from the kiss, “Druig.. I think we should take it slow?” You asked looking at his needy state, his eyes laced with lust and noticeably darker. “I’m sorry y/n..I’m sorry.. youre just so intoxicating I want you so badly” he said pushing himself onto you again. “I want you to! But please I want you to get to know me better. I want to be worthy of you, a grand eternal. Please let’s us take it slow” you pleaded. Druig came back to his senses and remembered where the two of you were. He forgot how good it felt to want someone so deeply, he just lost a little control. Something he wasn’t very used to.

“Of course y/n, let’s take our time. But I have one tiny condition” he said holding his fingers to signify something little. “Yes anything!” You exclaimed. “You have to be my girlfriend, and I your boyfriend. Starting today” he stated. Thinking of it you let out a soft hum, wondering if this would be good. “I promise we’ll go slow on everything, I just don’t want anyone else to have you but me. That’s understandable right?” He said lovingly a he fixed your hair. “Okay Druig we can! But don’t be going all nascar fast on me. Remember..slowww” you motioned with your hands, joking. He laughed and smiled, “anything you want love but you might have to remind me one more time or two..or three” he said pecking your lips.

~~~~a month later~~~~~~~

As you two got familiar with each other it was as if you two were a match made in heaven. He was just incredible to you. He supported you like no one else had done in the past and protected you from anything, and everyone. He was so flirty most of the time but the thing that made you fall deep for him was how caring he was. Everything you’d ever wanted was bottled up and packaged nicely in Druig. On the flip side Druig was consumed by you. He loved everything about you, not wanting to share you with no one. He eventually convinced you to spend most of your time with him , not that you needed a lot of convincing, but he made it feel so comfortable for you to choose him over others. He loved to have you with him always and borderline begged you to sleep over. You thought it was so cute of him to be so clingy but it was soon to change as his obsession got deeper.

You were contacted for another event at the Stark tower and you were going to be working all evening until late at night. Druig was not pleased with this as he didn’t like you being out alone, specially at night. Your cute and flirty personality would certainly draw in unnecessary attention to you, making Druig feel restless as he waited for you to come home. He decided to just head to his house as he was tired of waiting in yours, but he was upset. In his mind he thought it would be a good idea to check in. He wanted to see where you were and what you were up to you. You were clearly busy because you didn’t answer him after the all the calls and texts he sent. He summoned many minds at once to try and find you, not taking long to do so. He was able to reach a person that was near you and Druig was able to listen in on what you were telling your coworkers. “you should totally come with us to the bar after work. Im sure your man wont mind” she tried to convince. “I dont think thats such a good idea, hes already very protective. The last thing I want is for him to be upset with me. Hes wanting me to head home right after work” you explained with a disappointed tone. Why though? Did you actually want to go be a slut for free drinks? Druigs mind was already starting to unravel with negative thoughts.

 “Thats so lame y/n, you never go out anymore. Ever since you started dating him, hes got you so trapped. Im guessing sex must be out of this world if hes trying to keep you that badly” she joked making you look down , as you fixed up a plate. “Actually we havent even had sex yet. I told him when we first started dating that I wanted to take things slow. Yeah we get all horny and touchy but I stop it. I think im ready though, I just dont know how to go about it” you confessed, now looking up at your coworker. She had a very surprised expression on her face, “Damn sis, no sex yet and hes being like this? Reedd flag” she said shaking her head in disapproval. Druigs temper has never been the best but this conversation here made him see red. He thought youd be able to confide in him, not vent to some raggedy coworker. Specially about sex. Hes been waiting far too long for you. During those Late nights, he pleasures himself thinking of all the ways he would make you his. How you would moan when he was deep inside you, unravelling under him. “Fuck me Druig..fuck me hard Daddy” the lewd image was burned into his mind, just imagining how fucking submissive youd be for him. So perfect. He had to dig into your mind a couple times to learn how you wanted to be treated during sex, what kinks you were into. The best feeling was when he found out that your kinks mirrored his own. He let go of the person that was listening to you and shifted in his seat back home, trying to readjust his hardened member. There's only so much a person can take, but tonight he had enough. You were going to be his in every way possible. He planned to explain it to you that he could no longer wait, and that he would promise to make it unforgettable.

When your shift was over you headed home. You called Druig and it sent you straight to voicemail. This was not good, he was surely upset. You were so tired from the nights work so you just let him be and hoped that he would cool off in the morning. When you got home, you took a hot fast shower and got into bed. Not a minute after you fell asleep, finally feeling pleased that you were going to rest. Druig eventually made his way back to your house, quickly slipping in as he had a key to your front door that you hid under the welcome matt. He was going to wake you up but as he was about to wake you, he heard you moan his name, making him freeze. “mmm Druig babyy..” your soft low voice grumbled. “y/n?” he whispered not sure if you were awake or asleep. “Daddy pleaaasee” you mewled as your hips shifting up slightly. He could not believe it, you were thinking about him in your sleep. You were having a wet dream. All of Druigs morals disappeared, knowing damn well what he was about to do to you. His eyes soon glowed gold as he kept you deep in sleep, but let your conscious go enough to feel what was going to happen. He uncovered you from the blanket and to his surprise you were wearing nothing. He licked his lips at the site, you were so perfect. He undressed himself and climbed into bed with you, his lips connecting with yours. You felt his lips on yours, making them move ever so slightly. Druig smiled as your body gave in to him willingly, encouraging him to go further. 

His lips went to your jaw, down to your neck where he took his time marking you. Feeling the sensation made you shiver, letting out soft moans. “My dirty little girl...youre so wet for Daddy and I havent even touched you up all the way” he grunted into your neck. In your mind, this was a dream. The most realistic and erotic dream, you felt in paradise. “I want y-” you stammered not being able to form a full sentence. “darling im going to give it to you so good, but Daddy needs to feel your yummy little mouth on his cock” he said positioning himself up. He supported his body with a knee right beside your head, his other leg was up, giving himself the ability to dip down his cock into your mouth. He grabbed your face and made you part your lips, pushing himself past them. “Suck me princess” he said, making you hollow your cheeks slightly as your mouth attempted to take him. Druig moaned and shuttered at the feeling of your hot wet mouth. He knew you would be better at this if you were awake but he couldnt have that right now so he settled with what you were giving him. A few pumps in and his dick was wet from your saliva, “youre such a good slut for Daddy, even when youre sleeping” he praised. He got up and positioned himself at your entrance, rubbing his tip along your wet folds, making you squeal and move your hips away. Druig smirked as he held them down, “where you going love, im about to tear into your needy little cunt” he darkly chuckled pushing himself inside you. Your face contorted in pleasure, panting at the feeling of being so completely full. Druig hissed at your tightness, leaning down to wrap his arm around you. His nose and mouth twitched at the feeling, his hips rolling into you as he held you. “Daddyy” you moaned, encouraging him to go faster. 

“My kitten..youre taking Daddy so so good” he whispred into your ear. The sound of skin slapping filled the room, the wet sound of him ramming into you was music to his ears. You were making a mess and he loved it. He held you as he fucked into you, whispering sweet nothings into  the crook of your neck. The feeling was too much, specially when your sweet moans were right in his ear. He was pushing into your gspot with every thrust he did, it eventually pushed you to orgasm, grunting as your body trembled in pleasure. With your erotic moans, he just couldnt control himself, “fuck y/n..im going to cum inside you..my breedable pet” he growled before spilling himself inside you, staying still as he drained himself inside you.He kissed your soft lips as he rode out his high, pushing his seed deeper and deeper inside of you.  When he finally pulled out, he cleaned you and himself up before slipping back into bed and falling asleep cuddling you. 

The next morning your eyes fluttered open looking at the sun that was poking in from your window. When your consciousness came back you remembered your dream about Druig. It felt so good and real, would it be a good idea to even bring it up? I mean he could see inside your mind one day as see that in there. As you were debating with yourself you rolled over only to stop midway. You quickly sat up scared, not knowing who it was immediately, “oh my god! D-Druig is that you?” you asked looking at his body, his eyes still closed. Your eyes roamed his body, you noticed he was shirtless and that the outline of his dick was showing under the thin bed sheet. He was totally naked! “Goodmorning beautiful..yes its me.” he said with his voice husky and full of sleep. “How did you get in here? wait when did you even come?” Druigs eyes finally opened, side eyeing you before closing them again, “The key under the matt. Stop asking questions, lets sleep some more” he said grabbing you and pulling you on top of him. “let me go..you cant just sleep here without telling me” you said getting off of him now feeling angry. 

With your anger, his followed. Before you got off the bed, he pulled you back  by your hair and pushed you down underneath him, his hands pinning yours on either sides of your head. “you better fix your attitude before I fuck it out of you. You havent been behaving lately” he said making you confused. “What do you mean?” Druig rolled his eyes, “you talking shit about our relationship to your coworker” he snarled, his grip tightening. “Druig please..i wasn't talking shit, and how do you even know about that. Did you go inside my head?” you asked, alluding to the fact that he couldnt do it because he promised not to. “I didn't have to, I have eyes and ears everywhere, have you forgotten?” he smirked. “Just let me go, I want to be alone” you said that last part barely above a whisper. Druig scanned your face, smirking and shaking his head in disapproval. “Thats not what you wanted last night. I recall you begging for me, princess” he teased placing a kiss on your lips. You didnt know what to say. “It was just a dream” you managed to get out. “are you sure about that? You felt pretty real to me kitten” he moaned as his hips were grinding into yours. What was he talking about? You were literally asleep...unless, “You didnt..” you whispered trying hard to get up. 

Druig laughed at your sweet attempts, “Oh baby..but I did and it was amazing. But dont worry, youll be awake for this one” he said pushing your legs apart with his knee, giving him direct access to your pussy. “No!..how could you” you cried moving your face from side to side so that he couldnt kiss you. Next thing you saw were his eyes turn golden, your body stopped its fighting. “Dont act all decent. I know you want me baby..Daddy wants you so much. Now you better act right, I dont want to have to get aggressive..” he said kissing your neck “unless thats what you want” he whispered making you get goosebumps. As he released you, his eyes changed back to blue his hands roamed over your body and stopped at your breasts, he groped them making you whine when his fingers played with your nipples. “Let me ride you” you abruptly said, making his dick twitch in excitement. “Thats my girl” he praised letting you get up. You brought him to your lips kissing him passionately, his hands pulling you on top of him, before you pushed him down. As you were straddling him, you got the idea to run. You swung your leg over and started to run towards the door. As you went for the knob, Druig grabbed you by your hair and yanked you back, making you fall to the ground. 

At that point you were scared, not knowing what he would do next. Druig bent down to you and grabbed your neck, keeping your head still and touching the ground. “You almost got me y/n, but I will always overpower you darling. Theres no need to fight me. I told you since the beginning, youre mine and only mine. Just take it and accept it” he said squeezing your neck. Your mouth fell open as you tried to breath, but to no avail. “I dont care if I have to break you. Ive been so patient for you, but now its my turn to do things my way. Do you understand me?” he said letting you go, making you cough as you sucked in as much air as possible. “ill give you 2 seconds to respond” he threatened. “Yyes..I Understand” you replied weakly. Druig flipped you over and held your hands behind your back. “Good girl” he said as he propped your ass up, “Last night I fucked you nice and good baby, I intend to do the same every single day from here on out. The only difference is that you'll be awake to enjoy every second of it. Your greedy little pussy is already soaking for me, just how I want it” he added. 

When he slid inside you, it felt so familiar, so deliciously full. You couldn't help but moan, truly disappointed at the way your own body was betraying you. “Thats right baby...Daddy has you filled up to the brim” he voiced full of lust. He grabbed your hips and started ramming into you, making you grunt out as he stretched you. Your face was on the cold floor, moving up and down slightly as he pounded into you. “God youre so fucking tight, I knew your juicy little cunt would never disappoint... Tell me who you belong to y/n” he demanded smacking your ass. “You Druig..” you babbled, your drool starting to pool under your lips. His hand hit your soft cheek a harder, “Try again, you know what I want to hear” he said thrusting harder into you. “Aaah..DD-Dadddyyy I belong to you Daddy” you stuttered too deep in your own pleasure. “youre going stupid kitten. My poor dumb little kitty is so full of cock that she cant even speak right. Thats all youre good for love, to lay there all ready for me to fuck and use, like a toy. Isn't that right baby” he  demeaned you. You couldnt even speak, all that you were able to mutter out was a simple, “mmhm”. Your brain not wanting to let coherent words escape your mouth. All his words were too much, the way he talked to you made you cum. The pleasure was too much, and you squirted all over the floor. Druig pulled out of you, watching the way you collapsed on the floor, shaking. It was a sight he knew would never leave his mind. It made him want to do it again. 

He bent down to your ear and whispered, “Who said you could cum?” making your eyes shoot open. He picked you up and tossed you back up into the bed. “For being a naughty girl that doesnt ask before she cums, youll need to be punished.” he stated, a sinister smile plastered all over his face. The last thing you saw was his eyes turn gold, then everything went black. You could still hear him and feel around though, “I cant see” you panicked when realizing that your eyes were still open. “Oh I know baby, I blinded you. Now lay back and relax. Im going to have some more fun with you but remeber my rule. Do.Not.Cum, unless I say so ” 

[sayulvr]

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

━ pairings: eternals x reader

━ genre(s): fluff, random blurbs

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

━ words: 0.7

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

THENA

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

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

DRUIG

Local Menace™

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

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

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

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

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

SPRITE

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

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

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

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

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

MAKKARI

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

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

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

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

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

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

KINGO

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

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

“WHAT ARE YOU DOING?”

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

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

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

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