The Only Man…

Pairing: Druig x Fem!Reader

Word count: 1.9K

NSFW!!! 18+

You and Druig have been friends…well forever. Now you’re something just a little more. You just want a fun night with your friends. And you almost get one, until Druig gets jealous.

“Why d’you insist on going out with them like this?” Druig’s heavily accented voice breaks through the silence of your room.

You look up from putting on your favorite heels, and find him leaning against your doorway.

You roll your eyes, fully prepared to ignore him.

“It’s below us, below you…” he continues.

“Druig if you want to come out with us, just say that” you tease, and it’s his turn to roll his eyes.

“That’s the las’ thing I want” he says, standing up straight and walking towards where you were sitting on the bed. Your eyes are glued to him as he makes his way over to you in only a few confident strides.

You stare up at him, blue eyes meeting yours.

“What I really want…” he begins, grabbing your chin with his long fingers.

“Is for you to stay here so we can have some fun of our own….instead you want go get gawked at by pathetic humans” he growls, grip getting tighter.

“I’m going out to have fun with my friends, if ‘pathetic humans’ wanna stare, what can I do?” You say with a smile and shrug, standing to push past him. An abrupt end to the previously intense moment.

You had to walk away, his invitation almost had you ready to peel off your skin tight dress and climb him right then. But you’d never let him know that.

He sighs dramatically, and you press your lips together to hide a smirk.

“Well, I guess I am going” he says, and you truly hadn’t expected him too.

-

You don’t know why you feel so anxious about going out with Druig. He knew how interact with humans; most of the time.

There was just something about him seeing another yet another side of you. He’d seen you as a partner and fellow Eternal for years. Then from friends to best friends, and now something just a little more.

It didn’t feel right for Druig to see you grinding with your friends, tipsy and giggly. But it excited you all the same. He watched you with a cool look almost the entire night. His demeanor is entirely different from the internal discourse happening in his head.

-

Druig was mesmerized. Seeing you let loose and dance your heart out with your friends. It reminded him again how much the small moments matter.

He often found himself struggling. He hated getting close to humans. For what? Half a century of friendship and then centuries of remembering them with sadness.

It couldn’t be worth it, he thought.

But you? You made him question everything.

The only thing he was certain about was that his eyes weren’t the only ones on you. You were stunning, Druig saw it and so did everyone else.

Druig is pulled from his thoughts when you over to him, a drunken grin plastered on your face.

“One more round of shots, and then we can go. I promise” you slur a bit and he can’t help but chuckle.

“I don’t know if you need another darlin’ but go on” he laughs. You giggle, leaning forward to place a quick kiss on his cheek.

“Be right back!” You call over your shoulder, heading to the bar. His eyes watch you the whole way, somehow managing to gracefully maneuver your way through the crowd.

He stares at the way your legs glisten as you cross them over each other when sit on the tall stool. How the bartender flocks to you, ignoring his other patrons to tend to you. Druig scoffs to himself at the desperate attempt, reminding himself that he was the one who got to take you home tonight.

He watches him go to make your drink, the way he keeps sending flirtatious looks. Still Druig stands collected from across the room.

Until he brings over your drink. The way the bold bartender leans to whisper in your ear. Giving you a wink as he sets the glass down in front of you.

Druig is beside you before the idea of moving even fully forms in his mind.

“Let’s go” he says sternly but quietly.

You give him a confused look, your intoxicated brain unaware as to why he wanted to leave so suddenly.

“You said one more drink!” You whine, catching the bartenders attention.

Druig feeling his patience running out quickly as the man inserts himself into your conversation.

“Hey, this guy bothering you?” He asks,

“Mind your own fucking business” but Druig cuts him off, turning to you again.

“I’m fine thanks, he’s my boyfriend” you say calmly, “Sorry about that, he has a bit of a temper. But we’re leaving now. Thanks!” You get up quickly, seeing the other man getting ready to say something.

No matter how drunk you were, you knew an angry Druig would not be pretty. Actually he’d be really pretty, but still; not good.

You grab his hand, pulling him towards a desolate corner.

He lets you drag him along, still shocked that you had called him your boyfriend.

“Druig! You can’t just go around cursing people out whenever you so please!” You reprimand him. All the while trying to hide how turned on having him boss you around had made you, and him trying to hide the way blood rushed to cock at the title; “boyfriend”

“I can actually” he smirks and you shake your head exasperatedly.

“Why’d you want to leave! I just got my drink” you ask, taking a step closer to him.

“So, you’re telling me; you didn’t notice the way the bartender was drooling all over you?” He hums, grabbing your waist and pulling you against him.

“You’re the only man I ever pay attention too Druig, you should know that by now” you whisper.

He feels any unease leave his body at your words. Now fully encompassed by his desire for you. He’s the only man you paid attention to? And fuck, he knew you meant it. Even without his powers.

“You want me to be your boyfriend? And fuck you like you really deserve?” He inquires with a cocky tilt of his head. Voice laced with the promise of something wild.

You mewl, pressing yourself harder against his solid chest in submission.

“That’s exactly what I want” you answer, and this time he’s dragging you along. Right to the women’s bathroom.

“What if someone need to pee!” You squeak as he closes the door behind you.

“Screw em’” he groans, pushing you up against the nearest wall.

His lips meet yours with a fervor you’d never felt in your thousands of years of life. Warmth spread through you as his tongue pressed between your lips.

He kissed you deeper, hands running up and down your sides and your feel dizzy. You hate that you have to come up for air, breathing deeply while Druig nipped at the side your neck, surely leaving love-bites.

You feel wobbly on your on two feet, maybe it was liquor. Or maybe it was Druig. The way his fingers felt squeezing your sides, hugging and stroking you like he couldn’t get enough.

Or his lips on the sensitive skin on your neck, the feeling of his lips teeth sinking in to bring the perfect mixture of pleasure and pain.

You push him back a little, and he stumbles, caught off guard.

Before he can question you, you’re dropping to your knees in front of him and the air leaves his lungs with a whoosh.

He has to calm himself down as he watches your fingers undo the button of pants. All Druig can do is stare when you slowly pull them down, swiftly followed by his boxers.

You take his length in your hand, glancing up at him from beneath your lashes as you waste no time taking him in your mouth.

“Fuck” he swears, hips jerking forwards a bit. You place a hand there to keep him still, and steady yourself as you bob your head along his thick cock.

You hollow your cheeks, sucking harder and one his hands comes down to guide the back of your head. His fingers tangle in your hair as you work him.

“You’re sucking me off so well, love” he groans, tossing his head back. His words only spur you on, and you pull back for a second to spit on his length before taking him all the way down your throat. You gag a bit at how big he is but you don’t stop.

“Jesus Christ, babe” he gasps, leaning forward as his cum spurts down your throat with no warning. You swallow him down, licking his cock clean while his chest heaves and he tries to gather himself.

“Shit, I’m sorry I didn’t warn you” he apologizes once he catches his breath, pulling you up to your feet.

“Don’t apologize” you giggled, straightening your dress and Druig raises an eyebrow.

“I hope you didn’t think you could suck me off like that and not let me repay you…” he questions, backing you into the sink.

“Druig, we’re in a public bathroom! We should go” you say.

His eyes look you up and down, hand trailing up your thigh before cupping your dripping pussy.

“We‘ll leave. After I fuck you” he asserts, grabbing you and turning you around so your facing the sink now.

He presses himself against your ass, grinding into you. And you can feel his dick hardening even through your dress.

“Bend over for me, Y/N” he instructs and you comply, eyes meeting his in the mirror as you do.

“You are the most gorgeous girl in the Universe” he hums, hands massaging your ass.

“I can’t believe you let me fuck you…” he continues and you know when he talks this much you’re in for it.

He pulls up your dress, landing a hard smack to your ass and you whimper.

Druig pushes your panties to the side, too eager to be inside you to bother with having you take them off.

One of his fingers pushes into your wetness without warning and your head drops forward at the sensation. He pulls his finger out slowly, enjoying the way you tried to keep the digit inside of you.

“So ready for me” he teases, slipping the finger covered in your juices into his mouth with a moan. “Tastes like heaven..” he compliments, lining his cock up with your entrance.

You feel his tip brush against your core and then he’s breaking you open on his cock. He doesn’t give you anytime to adjust before he’s pounding into you.

“Is this what you wanted?” He asks, leaning so his chest is pressed against your back. All you can do is hold onto to sides of sink as he slams into you over and over again.

You nod wearily as he reaches a hand down to rub your clit. His fingers work the sensitive nub expertly and your thighs shake at his careful ministrations, completely opposite the brutal pace of his cock.

Druig places his lips to your ear, licking and whispering. You pant as the pleasure builds up inside of you.

“You’re pussy’s so fucking tight, feels like silk” he groans, changing his angle so he could hit that one spot that always had you seeing stars.

“I’m gonna cum, Druig” you almost sob as your high washes over you. Your body spasms around him and he holds you impossibly closer through your orgasm.

You think your legs would give out if he wasn’t holding onto you so tightly as he filled you with his cum.

The two of you both try to recuperate, looking at each other with a laugh.

“Now we can go”

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hey babes, I’m sorry I meant to post this Friday but life got hectic!! anyways someone requested jealous!Druig and someone else asked for friends w benefits so here you goooo❤️ idk how I feel about this one but I have a lot stuff coming im really excited about! currently working on Bad Night part 2 & some sexpollen Druig cause why tf not.

Love you guys!! My inbox is always open :)

Bad Night

Pairing: Druig x Reader

Word count: 1.6k

amazing gif by @luke-skywalker

Summary: You come to Druig with a question. He’s curious. You guys find some answers. Not the ones you intended though.

NSFW!! smut okayyy

‘Oh fuck, Druig’

‘Druigggg’

“Druig!”

He hears your voice calling out to him breathily in his dream, and then clearer in reality.

He groans, lifting only his upper body from the bed in a stretch; and he has to hide his smile when he catches your eyes lingering on his shirtless form.

Even if he had caught you ogling a bit, you still had the upper hand. He was the one half hard just from fucking dreaming about your voice.

“Y/N, what could of possibly made it necessary for you to wake me up this early?” He drawls, glancing out his bedroom window and noticing the sky was still dark. “Or is it late?” He questions, eyes studying your face.

It was dim in his room, a candle lit on his nightstand. You must have lit it before you woke him. He felt drunk on the sight of you. You looked stunning in the candlelight. Your hair was a bit messy, and you were clad in nothing but a short silk night gown. Which surprised him, because you didn’t afford yourself many luxuries. Though you deserved them.

Now, despite how tired he was; he was intrigued.

What had brought you to his room, clearly straight from your own slumber.

“I needed to ask you something” your quiet voice answers, eyes meeting his. The two of you hold eye contact as he sits up against the pillows, your eyes drifting downwards for a moment when the sheet falls to gather around his waist.

When you break eye contact he takes the chance to study your frame as well, and fuck, he could do it all day. If perfection took form, it’d be you he thinks.

The way your pretty fingers reached to grab the strap of your night gown when it slipped down your smooth arm.

The air catches in his throat as his gaze travels down the nape of your neck. And his semi hard cock twitches against the sheets when he sees the swell of your breasts, rising and falling with each breathe you took. Nipples hard, pressed tightly against the thin fabric.

He closes his eyes and clears his throat before opening them again. This time to look at your face.

Your arms were now crossed over your body and fear ran through Druig, certain that you’d caught him.

Instead you give him a small smile, brushing your hands over your forearms.

“Why do you keep it so cold in here, Druig?” You ask with a fake pout and he can’t help but to sigh in relief.

“Do you want to get under the covers?” He offers, and you jump at the invitation.

Obviously after 7,000 years of companionship the two of you, and all of you, were extremely close. But why had you come to see him tonight? Why were you so eager to join him, literally in bed?

“I had a bad night, I was waiting for you to invite me for a cuddle” you giggle, making yourself comfortable beside him.

Druig grins as he looks at you, both of you now propped on your sides to face each other. He feels a twinge of guilt for his filthy thoughts, you just wanted to spend quality time with a good friend.

“So, tell me about your night? What was so bad love?” He asks and the nickname catches you off-guard. You body heats up, and not just from being under the blanket now.

“I don’t know, I just couldn’t sleep. I felt restless. And you…you always make me feel calm; at peace” you shrug and Druig is stunned into momentary silence at your sweet confession.

You are my peace. He wants to say back.

“I’m glad you came…” he trails off, hand reaching to push a few stray strands of hair out of your face. He lets his fingers graze over your cheeks, and the skin there feels like he lit a fire under his touch.

“Druig…” his name falls from your lips in a whisper, just like his dream.

“My beautiful, beautiful y/n. Will you let me have you?” He asks in a voice so heavy with want it sends a red hot pleasure straight to your core.

“Take me, I’m yours” you hum. And then he’s kissing you.

His lips press against yours gently at first, the first taste of him is intoxicating.

You wrap your arms around his neck and pull him to you. His hands gripping your waist as he does the same.

Druig feels his blood boil when you moan against his mouth as your bodies meet. The feeling of you clinging to him, and the soft, sweet touch of your lips on his…it was almost overwhelming.

But in the same instant he wants more.

He pushes you down, so you’re flat on on his bed. His blue eyes raking down your squirming form. You looked flawless splayed out on his mattress. And a feeling of unease washes over him.

“Are you sure this is what you want? That I’m what you want?” He asks. His voice steady, but expression saying everything.

“Druig, you’re all I’ve ever wanted…” you admit, He’s back on you in seconds, leaving wet kisses down the column of your throat.

You let your hands tangle in his dark hair as he nips at the peaks of your breasts. He takes one in his hand, kneading. Mouth still leaving playful bites across your skin. He pulls down the top of your night gown, and you shimmy the rest of the way out of it.

“You’re perfect…” he pulls away to admire you for moment and before you can thank him, his mouth is wrapped around your nipple. You gasp as his tongue swirls around the sensitive bud. His fingers coming up to tweak the other one.

“I love your tits” he growls, switching and giving the other breast the same attention with his tongue.

If Druig’s cock wasn’t fully hard before, it was now.

His fingers dance down your front, tracing over your hips.

Then lower;

Your eyes flutter shut when his knuckle brushes over your sensitive clit. A soft sigh leaving your lips.

He rubs up and and down your thighs. Tongue leaving a wet trail down down your abdomen until he’s face to face with your dripping pussy.

“All this for me, Y/N?” He asks with a smirk, but inside he felt incredulous.

He runs a finger down your folds till he finds your entrance. He looks up you through his lashes for permission.

“Yes, Druig” you beg, sitting up on your elbows. You were panting already and he had barely touched you.

You can feel his slender fingers begin to push into you tentatively and your mouth parts into a small ‘o’ as you watch him.

“So wet, I wanna taste it” he whispers against your mound before he’s lapping at your clit like it’s his job. You fall back into the bed, back arching as he works your pussy.

He’s messy and attentive, paying attention to the things that made you moan the loudest. His fingers speed up inside you, and his mouth focuses on your clit.

Your legs tighten around his head as your orgasm approaches, but he wasn’t stopping until his face was soaked with your juices. He grabs your legs, placing them over his shoulders before he starts licking you again.

Your whimpers echoed through his otherwise quiet room as he devoured you. His fingers return to your pussy, curling them upwards each time they pushed into you.

“Dru… I’m gonna cum!” You warm and he hums against you before sucking on your clit.

Your toes curl as the pleasure crests in your belly, body shaking in ecstasy.

And he licks you clean as you come down, savoring the taste of you.

“Please, Druig; I want to feel all of you” you tell him when he comes up to kiss you. He presses his forehead to yours with a nod.

“I’d do anything you ask Y/N” he says, kicking off his sleep shorts.

He lines up with your entrance, and you both hold you both hold your breath.

He pushes in, just the tip and the moans are already spilling out of you. Druig feels his dick get impossibly harder at the sound of you. He pulls back out, slapping his cock against your clit and then slipping just the head back inside of you.

Your body shudders in pleasure at his actions.

Enough teasing he thinks, he feels like he could explode just looking at you.

He eases in, pressing himself fully into you and your legs wrap around his waist.

“So fucking deep…” you murmur, eyes rolling back at the feel of his thick cock inside of you. Druig’s brow is damp with sweat as he concentrates on fucking you.

He watches you below him, face contorted in pure rapture. Because of him. He thrusts even harder at the thought. You wanted him.

Druig sets an unsparing pace, fucking you like it was the last thing he’d ever do. Fuck, he’d be fine if it was.

Your moans turn to screams as he rams into you over and over. You feel your second climax creeping up and your pussy clenches around him.

His hips stutter, fist slamming into the mattress at the sensation.

“Fuck, I’m not gonna last if you keep that up” he warns and you pull his head down to your mouth so can whisper in his ear.

“So don’t,cum inside me Druig…”

And fuck he wishes it wasn’t over so soon, but as soon as he hears your filthy suggestion his orgasm is ripping through him. His load paints your walls; triggering your own release.

“Wait! I never asked you my question!”

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ahhhh my first Eternals imagine, clearly unedited lol but I’m just so excited! I loved The Eternals so much, I feel so inspired lmao. Send requests and lmk what you guys thought of the movie! Sending love ❤️

Druig x Eternal!Reader

A/N:  Yule has started a few days ago! And I celebrate it with my first Druig fanfic! Just so you know I had the medieval era in mind while writing this, even though it’s not really represented in this fic. But, I don’t know I found it romantic to imagine it like that…

( Probably gonna do a small part to follow this, or just short blurb because the whole mood gave me a bunch of other ideas other ideas )

Yule has come around. The green needles of the pine trees were as vigorous as ever, some had fallen to the ground, contrasting with the crunchy white carpet covering the ground.

Around the village, the red mistletoe trees were in full bloom and the villagers had started to collect the branches to use and ornate their house. There were already a few wreathes hanging on doors and wooden or metal ornaments hanging everywhere.

The windows were foggy from the great contrast between the ice-cold outsides and the warmth of the house.

Looking around the living room, the overall mood was festive, from the atmosphere to the smallest detail in the room.

Yule was your favorite holiday and has been since the very first one to be celebrated in the history of time.

And so, it has become a tradition to give it your all and celebrate it with your fellow eternals.

A pine tree was throning in the corner of the room, most of its branches sporting a small candle, wrapped with thin metal chains, illuminating the dark form.

Ajak was putting on the final touches to the lights O so delicately sliding the ornaments on the branches, while Sprite used her illusions to create flames, lighting the black strand. The eldest eternal preferred this idea over real fire to prevent the tree to set itself on fire then turn the whole house to ashes.

Sersi was weaving a crown of hay under the fond gaze of Ikaris, perched on the armrest of the seat she was coddled into. And when she made the final knot to her creation, she used her transformation ability to change it into a pine wreath, which she held out to her lover with a proud smile, clearly happy with her masterpiece.

You’d already avert your gaze before seeing the man’s reaction.

Makkari was speeding all around the place to gain time on the ornament setting, helped by Kingo, at his own speed , while friendly scolding his friend when she made a point of tapping his shoulders while passing by just to annoy him.

In the kitchen, Thena and Gilgamesh were “lovey doveyly” working on the traditional turkey and a bunch of other delicacies for tonight’s feast. Some flirty words reached your ears and made you chuckle to yourself at their dripping love and sometimes ridiculous pet names.

The only one missing was Druig.

The common space of the house wasn’t big enough to hide anything from view, even less a grown men like your mind-reading friend.

After scanning the room, there was still trace of him, which was enough motivation to make you stand up from your cozy spot in an armchair, wrapping a blanket around yourself to keep you warm.

You wandered around, looking for something indicating his presence; and as subtle as it was, you caught a shadow behind the window from the corner of your eye. With narrowed eyes, you made your way to the front door and discreetly opened it, stepping out into the coldness of the night.

Among the snowy landscape torches were still burning on either side of the main path, illuminating the street in a subdued light, but seemed to be enough for the few villagers taking a night stroll.

And there, with his back leaning against the wall, right beside the door, was the man you were previously looking for.

Those familiar blue eyes were already set on you, his owner didn’t let them waver as he munched on what seemed to be one of Gil’s homemade cookies.

“There you are! I feared you decided to skip our family feast”

The blue orbs you adored so much disappeared between a few eyelash flutters and his deep gaze left your form, not looking at anything in particular among the nightly landscape.

He ate the last bit of his cookie, and with his mouth still full, turned back to you. A cheeky smile on his face, making him look like a squirrel, with one of his cheeks full of the treat.

“Wouldn’t even think about it. I just wanted to get a preview of the dessert, while enjoying this wonderful night”

He gestured out to your surroundings, eyes never leaving you.

“And now, the most beautiful being in this universe”

You mirrored his grin and slid closer to him, opening your makeshift blanket-coat.

“Here, slide in or you’ll freeze yourself to death.”

“I feel like that would bother you” he smirked, but joined you into your cocoon nonetheless. Holding onto one end of the blanket with one of his hands while the other wandered around your waist, pulling you closer to himself. His skin against yours made you shriek at the frozen contact, pushing off him a little bit.

“Hey! You’re cold!” you whined, chuckling at Druig’s slightly hurt face from your recoiling.

His adorable pouty face approached yours as he went to nuzzle your nose, making you giggle at the cold sensation.

“Then can you help me warm up a little? If you don’t, I’ll freeze myself to death like you said so yourself.”

Now your foreheads rested against each other’s, both grinning like idiots, in the winter night, sharing one another’s warmth and presence.

Discreet sweet nothings were whispered, only for the two of you to hear, while the breeze and the crackling of the torches served as a delicate music to your romance, as intense as the weather.

Experimenting something

A/n: Inspired by a tiktok I can’t find anymore

“We’re home!” Phastos called as he and got back to the Domo, when he didn’t get answer from you he walked over to your room “Sweetheart did you and Druig experiment on the prototype like I asked you to?”
“Fuck.” Druig looked at you with big eyes and quickly got off of you, trying to grab his clothes but tripping doing so.
Phastos and Gilgamesh exchanged a look when they heard the not so soft thump “Everything okay?”
“Don’t come in!” You quickly threw yourself at the door, hardly able to slam it shut before your father would be able to see something.
“What’s going on in there?”
You heard Gilgamesh laugh, causing you to curse under your breath knowing full well he realized what was going on. “Well Phastos they were definitely experimenting.” You let your head fall against the door.
“fuck.” You whispered this time
“Oh my god.” Phastos groaned before he started yelling “Y/n you have one minute to get out of there fully dressed! You too Druig!”

This is the part where I leave

A/n: Short fight reader x druig drabble, much like the scene in doctor strange. Small eternal spoiler

“Druig please, don’t go.” You tried to stop him after Ikaris threatened him.
“Let go of me y/n.” He tore his arm from your grasp.
“No please Druig, you don’t have to leave. We can get through this together.”
“Because you care so much about me.”
“You know I do.”
“If you cared for me one bit, you’d understand why I’m doing this.” It was almost as if you could see a moment of pain in his eyes, followed by another harden look “So either go with me or you go back to your pathetic life and go back to Ikaris.”
His words cut through you like a knife, your eyes filled with tears “Okay this is the part where you apologize.” You couldn’t suppress the small vibration in your voice
“No this is the part where I leave.” Druig hit back
“Fine, because I won’t watch you do this to yourself!” You hit back
“Too difficult for you, is it?”
”Yes, it is! It breaks my heart to see you this way! But if that’s what you want…“
"Goodbye y/n.” He walked a way and didn’t look back for a single second

Magnets | Druig x reader

Summary: They believed that you and Druig was soulmates, that you would marry him one day just like your brother and Sersi, but it all shattered one day when Druig left and you were alone in the darkness.

A/N: I love Druig and Sersi’s powers in this film. To be honest, this film wasn’t that great like the others marvel movies but the visualls was amazing. This is my first writing Druig and i hope that i wrote him correctly lmao.

Requested?:yes by @redheadspark

Warnings:angst??

You and Druig were like magnets.

You were attracted to each other and every time he was in the same room as you, you could feel yourself pulling towards him. Everyone believed that one day you and he would be together, almost being together in a relationship just like Sersi and Ikaris.

They believed that the two of you were soulmates, but when the day Druig decided to leave you and your family, it felt like a part of you was gone. Soon enough, you started to stop believing that the two of you were destined for each other.

Your brother, Ikaries didn’t get along with Druig and when he saw how he broke your heart, he wanted nothing but protect you and take the pain away. But he knew that a part of you will always be loving him.

But now, centuries later, you were walking through the Amazon along with the rest of your family. It was a family reunion since Ajak was dead and the deviants were back. You were extremely nervous and your breathing quickened as you tried to find Druig.

‘’Are you alright?’’ Your thoughts snapped away as soon you heard Sersi’s voice. You turned your eyes, just to meet hers with a concerned expression on her face. Sersi was like a sister to you. Probably why you immediately accepted her when your brother married her in the first place.

‘’Fine, just nervous, that’s all.’’ You replied and tried to send her an assuring smile. However, she noticed your hesitation and didn’t ask any questions. You stopped in your tracks and you could feel the pull. The pull when he used to be near your body and you could feel it.

The doors suddenly opened and your eyes drifted towards the familiar brown eyes that you tried to forget. ‘’Hello, Y/n.’’ He greeted you, ignoring the rest of the others. You looked at him, trying to cover the overwhelming emotions. ‘’Druig.’’ You responded dryly before he looked at the others. You could feel your brother’s gaze on you as Druig looked at them with a smirk.

‘’Come on in, make yourself at home.’’ He commented. After all those years you’ve tried to forget him but yet you felt yourself pulling back to him.

REQUEST ARE OPEN!

A/N: finally i opened my inbox again because ya girl is wanting to write something for once this time! Down below are the list for the fandoms and the characters I’m currently writing for and please notify that you must be put description of your age if you are going to reqeust smut. I also write fluff and angst.

• Andrew Garfield! peter parker x reader
• Druig x reader (finally had the chance to watch the eternals)
• Tom Holland! Peter Parker x reader

Family Reunion | Druig x reader

Summary: you and Druig have always been close to each other and thought nothing but as a close friend. Having the powers that could drain life from your hands and being banished because you accidentally killed a human being, Ajak didn’t have a choice but make you leave the family. Years after when Ajak is dead and the deviants are back, you are the last one they needed.

Requested?: Yes by @sergntbarnes.

A/N: I decided to make the reader have a different powers instead of ice and or fire. I hope it was okay and i hope it is possible for the reader having the power of death??

Warnings: violence, trauma, mentions of death, angst.

You didn’t understand why Arishem created you like this. For years, you’ve tried to understand your powers. Tried to control them whenever you touched something, but they would always leave the scent of death.

That’s why you hated physical touch. When people would try to touch you by accident, you would flinch away from them. Druig would always understand how you would think.

That’s why you liked him in the first place. No matter if he could catch a glimpse of you, he would always know what you think. The two of you had a bond like no one had in the family. He would always try and make you laugh, comfort you when you would ask questions about why Arishem created you. You would always think of yourself as a monster that drained people from being alive, but Druig was always there to comfort you.

But not when you accidentally killed someone.

It was one rule that you had when all of you were surrounded by humans. You weren’t allowed to have bare hands since Ajak was afraid that you would use your powers. That they would turn against you because of your powers.

You thought they would understand because you didn’t want to hurt anyone. “Please, you have to understand, it wasn’t my fault,” You begged Ajak, her eyes drifted towards the poor innocent child in front of you, laying dead.

“I didn’t want to hurt her.” You begged her with tears in your eyes. Your eyes drifted towards your family behind her. You saw that they didn’t want to meet your eyes.

“I know, but I can’t let you do this anymore,” Ajak responded with sympathy. “It was a mistake-” You tried to reason, but you stopped when you saw her made the decision.

“Druig?” You pleaded. You looked at him as you saw his gaze on the floor like the rest of your family. For years, you thought they would be your family, they always supported you but not this time.

-

“Are you sure about this?” Ikaris questioned with uncertainly behind his voice. He stared at the small house on the hill that stood silently and watched them from afar.

“Last time we talked to her was when Ajak banished her…” Ikaris responded and looked at the rest of them gathering around them.

“Let me go first, maybe she will talk to me,” Sersi replied.

“Why do you think that she will go through you?” Druig questioned as she looked at him. “Because she trust me, it took a while to gain her trust back after everything,” She told him. Sersi walked towards the house as Kingo, Sprite, Ikaris, Druig, Thena, and Gilgamesh were down.

Sersi stared at the door before knocking on it. “Y/N? Are you home? It’s Sersi,” She called out. “I just want to talk,” She replied and tried to knock again but received no answer. She let out a sigh before she thought of a moment.

Walking behind the house, she saw a familiar figure in front of her. She smiled when she saw you cutting a three-branch and placing it in your basket.

“Y/N,” Sersi responded before looking at the cherry tree. “It’s beautiful, you always had a thing with plants,”

“I never understood why,” Sersi replied with a light chuckle. You looked at her, unfazed. “You brought them here,” You told her. She looked at you with guilt. “Listen-”

“And I told you not to,” You cut her off.

“I know,” Sersi responded. “But it is important,” You scoffed at her and placed the scissor down. “Last time I remember, I wasn’t involved with your superhero needs,” You scowled at her.

“Ajak is dead,” She blurted out. You stood frozen for a while before you looked at her with an unreadable expression. “The deviants are back and we need you, Y/N,”

“Your the only one who has the power enough to kill them,” Sersi replied. “I may have the power to kill them, but that doesn’t mean I’m going to use them on you if you’re not leaving,” You threatened her.

“Y/N, please…” Sersi begged. “Don’t do this,” She pleaded with you and began to step away. You tilted your head towards her and smirked.

“I’m going to stop if you’re not leaving,” You warned her as your eyes began to glow. Sersi looked at you before you and before you could attack her, you could hear someone scream your name. “Y/N, stop!” Druig used his powers as he pushed Sersi out of his way.

You stopped as you looked at Druig. You scoffed as you saw your family standing in front of you. “I said stop,” He replied and stepped closer. “This will be your final warning,” You told them as you looked at Gilgamesh, Thena, Sprite, Ikaris, and Sersi before walking away back to the house.

“So, what the hell are we doing now?” Sprite asked them. Druig let out a sigh as he watched you walk back towards the house. He understood you more than anyone could and he knew that he could fix the bond between you.

“I will go and talk to her,” He responded before following after you, leaving them with confused expressions.

After helping your fellow Eternals stop the Emergence, it’s time you let them in on a little secret you’ve been keeping for thousands of years.

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Author’s Note: It’s been a while, yeah? Real life sucks and writer’s block is at an all time high. I probably won’t have a regular posting schedule for a while because I can’t seem to focus on one thing. I’m lucky this was able to be posted, even if I don’t like it much. Druig is my new love. 

BEFORE 
Ikaris and Sersi had been the two to find you, the two of them ringing your doorbell in the middle of the day to explain what Sersi knew about Ajak, Eternals, Deviants, Celestials and the upcoming destruction of Earth. It was a rude awakening, for sure, and it changed everything you once believed in. They needed your help, they needed the help of every Eternal you had awakened with so long ago on the Domo, and they needed it now. You were terrified of what was to come, but you knew that you’d do anything to stop the destruction of this planet you’ve become so fond of.

“Give me a couple of hours to get some things in order. I’ll meet you at your next stop.”

“We’re going after Phastos next,” Ikaris had said.

“Great. Leave me an address and I’ll be there in a couple of hours.”

After getting your affairs in order and heading over to Phastos’, you were surprised to find him with a husband and a child. He had the perfect life going on for him and you felt terrible for dragging him away from it all. And it was as he was in the middle of making plans to have his family moved to Ajak’s farm house that you decided to let him in on the secret that only one other person had known.

You had a daughter of your own- a daughter who inherited powers, but had stopped aging when she hit her sixteenth year mark. To say Phastos was surprised would have been an understatement, but after assuring him that she could watch over his husband and son at Ajak’s, he agreed to have his husband go pick her up from where you had left her and take her with him to the farm house.

“So who’s the father?” He had asked when Sersi and Ikaris were too busy to pay attention to your conversation.

You had stared at him, expression void of any emotion and shook your head. “Not now, Phastos. Not now.”

Being reunited with your fellow Eternals brought forward emotions you had thought you buried so long ago- happiness, anger, sadness and longing. You forgot how much they bickered and though you found amusement in it all, you wish everyone could just get along.

Losing Gilgamesh was truly heartbreaking, especially Thena’s reaction to it all, and you knew you would do whatever it took to kill the Deviants responsible. But then secrets were unearthed and hidden agendas were brought forward into the light, and you’d never felt more betrayed than you had when it came out that Ikaris killed Ajak, Sprite was in love with Ikaris and would do whatever he asked, and Kingo walked away from you all.

In the end, Ikaris and Sprite gave themselves up to the Uni-Mind to give Sersi the power needed to kill the Celestial slowly emerging from Earth. Ikaris then flew off, heavy with guilt over all that he’d done, and Sprite allowed Sersi to make her human so she could grow up and live the life she’d always wanted.

AFTER 
Phastos had fixed the Domo far more quickly than you anticipated and all too soon you found yourself flying back to Ajak’s farm house. Everyone was exhausted and needed time to mourn, but you were on the verge of having an anxiety attack. And glancing at Druig across the Domo as he smiled at Makkari did you no favors.

“So is now the time to ask who the father is?” Phastos asks.

You startle at his sudden appearance, glancing at him briefly as you let out a soft sigh. “You’ll know immediately when you see my daughter. There’s no mistaking who her father is.”

It takes him a minute, but his eyes widen and you know he knows. “No way.” He glances across the Domo, gaze set on Druig. “When?”

“Before we all went our separate ways in Babylon.”

“And no one’s known this entire time?”

“I told Ajak. It took me months to realize something was off with my body. It was tricky getting her alone with Sprite sticking close to her, but Ajak made time for me and the so-called miracle baby I birthed.”

“He’s going to be angry, you know.”

“Will he?” You ask, looking up at Phastos before letting your gaze travel back across the Domo. “I handed him my heart, Phastos. I was in love with him, but he’s always had a thing for Makkari.”

“YN, he’s never-”

“But enough about the past,” you say, cutting him off. “I need to mentally prepare myself for the chaos Carina will cause when everyone else realizes who she is.”

You walk away from the conversation before Phastos can say anything else on the matter.

It isn’t long before the Domo is hovering over the empty fields closest to Ajak’s farm house and then landing. A door slides open and everyone exits, making their way towards the house. The screen door is thrown open, a man and a boy stepping out onto the porch. But it’s the third individual who throws herself off the porch that catches everyone’s attention.

“Mom!”

Every Eternal freezes and you mentally wince. Well it was now or never.

Your beautiful dark haired daughter runs towards you until her feet actually lift off the ground. She’s flying, speeding right for you, and you stand your ground as you open your arms wide for the impending embrace. You let out an oomph at the impact, your arms wrapping tightly around your daughter as her feet touch ground once more.

“Mom, you scared me so much. That thing is all over the news and I-”

“Hey. Hey, shhh,” you tell her. You lean back from her, your hands going up to cradle her face before smoothing down her hair. “It’s okay. It’s over.”

Carina sniffles. “Ben said that I can call him Uncle Ben and Jack my cousin since he’s married to Uncle Phastos.”

You huff a laugh. “Did he now?”

“Yeah.”

Someone clears their throat, startling you from your little bubble with your daughter. You glance over at the other Eternals, cringing when you see Druig clenching his jaw as he stares right at you. Sersi and Makkari can’t stop smiling, Sprite and Thena are frowning in confusion, and Phastos looks like he has a million questions.

Sighing, you tuck your daughter under your right arm and face the other Eternals. “So, uh, this is Carina. My biological daughter.”

“How?” Sersi asks in awe.

You shrug. “You tell me. I didn’t think we could reproduce. When I told Ajak, she was just as dumbfounded as you guys are right now.”

[And she has powers?] Makkari signs. She then looks at your daughter, smiling fondly. [You have powers?]

[I do.] Carina signs back, laughing softly when Makkari looks surprised to see her sign. She looks up at you quickly and you step aside, letting her show them what all she can do. Without much concentration, she lifts up into the air before hovering a few feet off the ground. Then when she lands, she lands in a crouched pose with long blades appearing in her hands made up of golden energy.

“She has Ikaris’ flight and Thena’s weapons,” you say. “She a shit fighter though.”

“Mom.” Carina’s exasperated tone makes the group, sans Druig, chuckle.

“Well I, for one, have many questions,” Phastos muses, “but I think YN needs to speak privately with someone.”

As one, everyone’s gaze lands on Druig and you mentally sigh. Leave it to your daughter to come out looking like the feminine version of her father. Carina looks at you, but you smile reassuringly at her and gesture with your head for her to go back to the house. She listens, but not before hooking her arm with Phastos’.

When the others make it to the house and enter through the front door one right after the other, Druig finally asks, “Were you ever going to tell me?”

“No.”

“Does she know who I am to her?”

“Yes.” You finally look back at him to meet his gaze. “She knows all about you and the others, and I was leaving it up to her to decide whether or not she went searching for you.”

Druig’s gaze darts all over your face. “Why didn’t you tell me when you found out?”

“Are you kidding me right now?” You scoff. He frowns at you. “Druig, that night we spent together meant everything to me. And then the following morning you were just gone.”

“YN, I-”

“No. I get it, okay? We all had jobs to do. I understood that. But then the next day and the day after that, you couldn’t even look at me.” All the hurt and anger from thousands of years ago comes rushing back, and your eyes fill with tears. You angrily swipe at them before they can fall. “I put my heart on a fuckin’ platter for you and you only had eyes for Makkari afterwards.”

“Makkari and I were never anything.”

“Well I didn’t know that!” You sniffle, the anger draining out of you a moment later when you see Druig isn’t angry at all. He just looks lost. “All I knew was that I let myself fall in love with you, but you only had smiles for Makkari. And I get that too. Makkari is a goddamn cinnamon roll. At least that’s what Carina would say. I’m not sure,” you mumble. “She’s the only one who knows all the modern lingo.”

Druig finally cracks a grin and your heart flutters. Even after all these years, you’ve missed him. You see his eyes flare gold for a moment and then he really grins. “Did you miss me?”

Your eyes roll. “Don’t ask questions you already know the answer to.”

A weight seems to lift from his shoulders then as if you just answered another question he had. Druig takes a step closer to you and you tense, but you force yourself to relax. Another step turns into three more until he closes the distance between the two of you and then he’s hesitant when reaching for your hands. When you let him take them within his own, he leans in to touch his forehead to yours and offers you one of his rare smiles. “So her name is Carina?”

“Yes.”

“And she’s like us?”

“Yeah. For the first sixteen years of her life I was terrified,” you admit. “She was growing every day and I didn’t know if I could survive only eighty or ninety years with her. But as her seventeenth, eighteenth and nineteenth birthday came and went, we realized she wasn’t aging anymore.”

“I have a lot of catching up to do, no?”

Before you can answer, there’s a shout from within the house and then your daughter and Sprite are rushing out the front door. You and Druig break apart, looking at the two girls who already look thick as thieves.

When you catch Carina’s gaze, her eyes widen and she stammers, “I-I didn’t do it! It was Aunt Thena.”

Druig huffs a laugh as you shake your head at her. Then feeling bold at the moment, you glance at Druig and chance reaching for his hand. He looks down at your joined hands, tangling your fingers together and making you exhale in relief. “Come on. Let’s officially introduce you to your daughter.”