My little Versailles | Druig × gn!reader
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When I tell you I SOBBED writing this I love this song sm. I'm honestly proud of how it came out.
Song inspo: Fourth Of July
Synopsis: After the events in Tenochitilan (the eternals growing apart), you decide to stand by Druig on his decisions, although it hurt you deep to leave your family, and things didn't work out exactly how you planned.
A/N: I changed the place where Druig went after leaving the eternals so the fic would make sense with the song lyrics! I know the whole point of Amazon is that is isolated and all but let's ignore this for a sec.
Warning: angst (as you may notice from now on, I do, in fact, enjoy a lot writing sad things), this one is smaller than I wished for, but it was very emocional for me to write because this song TEARS ME APART.
Word count: 1237 (5.6k characters)
(not my gif)
"Did you get enough love, my little dove
Why do you cry?
And I'm sorry I left, but it was for the best
Though it never felt right
My little Versailles."
📍Tenochitilan • 1521 d.C.
A heated argument between your colleagues happened before your eyes. You felt like your world was falling apart and you couldn't do anything about it. Why couldn't everyone stick together for god sakes?
'But she won't be Thena anymore' as you saw Makkari sign at the others.
"What if it happens again? She could've killed you. She could've killed all of us" Kingo says, with probably the most serious tone you ever saw him speak before.
"Please..." begged Thena "Please, I want to remember. I want to remember my life" you were standing by Druig's side. When you saw the pain in her eyes you couldn't hold your tears. When you leaned to hold his hand you felt him tense up once he heard Ajak's words.
"It's not important if you remember or not. Your spirit will remain. You'll always be Thena deep inside". He held your hand tightening the grip, as if he was giving you a silent message that he wasn't controling himself anymore. "Trust me" you heard Ajak whisper. With that. You saw your boyfriend's jaw close strongly. He was about to blow.
"Why should she trust you?" you heard the accent you love so much say. There was a hurt tone on his voice that you could tell he was trying to hide. You feel his hand leaving yours as he takes a step to the side, being now right at the top of the Pyramid stairs. "You're asking her to let you erase who she is." He completed with anger, but still holding up.
"Druig, I know you're upset"
"Upset?" Druig yells. His tone surprising everyone. He looks at Ajak. At that moment you could swear that if looks could kill. She wouldn't be standing there. "We've trusted you for seven thousand years and look where you've gotten us." Your eyes were blurred by the tears while he let out everything he held up for so long, you being the only one who knew every single one of these deep thoughts of his. "I've watched humans destroy eachother, when I could stop it all on a heartbeat. Do you know what that does to someone after centuries? Could our mission have been a mistake? Are we really helping this people build a better world, huh?"
Once he says that you take step to his side and putting a hand on his shoulder as you whisper to him "Dru...". His eyes softened as he looked at you and let out a "Sorry, but I have to do this, my love." He grips your hand back, giving it a gentle squeeze. A reminder that any of that anger he was holding had to do with you, whatsoever. Doing it he let go of you, but you didn't leave his side while he turned to the door right beside him and walked towards the stairs.
You hear his voice again. "We're just like the soldiers out there. Pawns to their leaders. Blinded by loyalty." He takes a pause to glance at you. You nod at him, not quite sure about what were you agreeing with, much less knowing what the hell he was going to do, but it's not like that mattered anyways. You'd follow him wherever.
"It ends now" he says while his eyes shine in a scary golden light. And watch as the soldiers leave their weapons and the desperate screams for help finally stop. You couldn't say you felt a certain relief by the sudden silence, allowing yourself to finally take a deep breath by hearing nothing but the sound of the fire.
On the side of your sight you could glance at Ikaris aiming to touch Druig's shoulder to make him stop what he was doing. You were quick on grabbing his forearm and pushing him to the wall by your side as fast as you could. Although you hated turn on your family like this. Druig was your everything. As much as you were everything to him.
Still with teary eyes you stare angrily at Ikaris while he turns his look at Druig's direction and spits out "let them go." before the mind controller could answer to it, you stared at Ikaris deep in the eyes "If you want to stop this. You're gonna have to kill me."
And with that. You both went your unknown way without the Eternals. Togheter.
You knew you were safe with him. And different from the rest of the team, you agreed with his thoughts about humans. But that didn't mean it didn't hurt you leaving your family like this, specially leaving Thena while she was struggling against the Mad Wy'ry and doing nothing about it. Still. You followed him.
"Well you do enough talk
My little halk, why do you cry?
Tell me what did you learn from the Tillamook burn?
Or the Fourth of July?
We're all gonna die"
📍Oregon Coast Range, 1933
"The Great Fire hadn’t destroyed the trees. It had merely killed them, leaving them standing as massive snags that, each summer, got drier and more flammable."
After the both of you left. You went to the Tillamook forest, a place that for some reason, Druig seemed to be found with. And you we're pretty much okay with it. Since you had him. Where you were living wasn't exactly a matter to you.
After centuries of building a life at this place. A misterious fire grew out of the trees. Taking everything you had in the blink of an eye. Not even you could stop it. It was too much.
Now, you both saw yourselves on a dead end. Again side by side. Watching as the fire took away long years of history. The scene seemed to be bringing back memories.
You sat besides your partner in complete silence, watching as the the loud fire took the place of the trees, that were long dried and nearly lifeless. Just standing in there. Waiting for the right moment to fall. You put your head on his shoulder, still silent.
You could hear Druig's light sobs while now touching him, and that made your heart break into a million pieces. The world was now like this, just as he was now, hopeless. While nations struggled with the Great Depression and he saw humans as they sunk themselves on a pile of crisis and death. The first world war had just happened. And specially considering the time you both lived, it was all pretty recent to you, too much new weapons, too much cruelty. All too much. You were now forced to see your beloved humans live the consequences of it. Of their own creations and ambition. And there was nothing you could do about it. Not anymore.
The nature was crumbling, falling apart. And now, just like many other spots around the globe it was happening to your home. The place both of you struggled to protect, were promises were made and dreams were built. It was all down on flames. Tillamook was burning.
"We'll start over" you said to him, wanting to sound as hopeful as you could, but not really sure if you made it. "Togheter" you saw him trying to smile to you as he nodded. You heard a quiet, yet so sweet "Yes, my love" come out of his lips. Making you smile. "Togheter".
At least you had each other.
And that would never change.
"Shall we look at the moon, my little loon
Why do you cry?
Make the most of your life, while it is rife
While it is light"
YN: is he a dick?
Druig: yes but he prefers to be called Ikaris.
Why didn't you? pt. 4
Angst with a teeny bit of happiness, really small tho
Summary: You're heartbroken back to your family home who are consoling you.
TW: Red Room, sadness, human trafficking
Your hair dripped in little strings over your face.
The rain poored from the sky, but you didn't knew if it was tears on your cheeks or the rain.
Staring at the wooden door for ages, you slowly lifted your hand and knocked on the door.
One minute and thirty seconds.
Why won't the door open?
Is she ignoring you?
Is everyone ignoring you?
No, that can't be.
The door swung open.
"Y/N?" She lowered her pistol.
"Mama," you whispered. Voice barely noticeable among the sturdy rain.
"What are you doing here, мой сладкий?" (my sweet), she pulled you into a soft embrace.
Your face scrunched up in pain and a hurted whimper escaped your lips. You didn't respond, only hugging her tighter. Cheek smashed against her wollen sweater.
"C'mon, c'mon get inside or else you're going to be sick."
Reluctantly you let go, you stepped into the hallway and kicked of your gear. Melina draped the coat on the heater in the livingroom.
"From who is that?" a deep accented voice said, papa.
You opened the door and sheepish you stood in the livingroom.
"Hi papa," you looked to the ground, not wanting that dad saw you like this.
"Y/N!" His voice was surprised and he stood up out of his chair. You wanted him to give a hug but Alexei ushered you to change upstairs.
Yelena's face turned into confusion then into happiness and then into worry, but she stayed silent.
In your comfy wear, you sat in the livingroom with a warm cup of tea and some cake.
"Eat! Eat!" Mama said, noticing the lack of hunger. Other than that, it stayed quiet. Only the sound of burning wood could you hear.
"So," Yelena said folding her hands. "What even happend? You're coming here al snotty with a sad face, what's wrong?"
You gripped your teacup and you closed your eyes, not wanting to cry.
"They-they told me I was a monster," your voice cracked. "I thought- I thought," you put your hand in your hair tugging slightly at it. "I though they were responsible for Natalia's death."
Eyes wide open, muscles tensed.
"They were ofcourse not responsible," you shushed quickly.
They are, admit it to yourself.
"They ignored the Snap, but that's whole another story," you waved away.
The muscles visibly relaxed and a quiet hum from Melina reached your ears. You took a deap breath and explained your side of the story.
"What! They did what?" Yelena stood abruptly out of the sofa. "ублюдки!" (motherfuckers!). Her eyebrows furrowed in anger, "they can't- they can't just assume you did it for fun! They are so dumb for not asking for clarification, о Боже." (oh my god.) She sighed the last part in irritation.
Melina's face was clear from any emotions, while Alexei was the completly opposite.
He was seething.
How could they hurt his precious daugther?
"If they ever show their faces here, they will be lucky if they escaped with broken bones," she deadpanned.
Alexei and Yelena agreed.
Bed time fell and you laid in bed, the door creaked slightly open showing papa.
"You're still awake?" he whispered.
He can't see that.
"Yeah," you mumbled.
The relationship with your father was complicated, betrayal still fresh in your heart. He betrayed you and you still felt guilty to walk away from him. Not literally tho, but mentally. The mattress dipped and he avoided your look.
"You know I will always protect you right?"
A lump formed in your throat and you pulled your bed cover over you. With a muffled voice you said: "Then why did you sell us?"
He looked at the heap of duvet that was you.
"It was for you own good."
You stayed silent, a few tears leaking.
Guilt washed over Alexei and he mumbled a quiet: "Wait that came out wrong."
"I shouldn't have done that."
Other than the irregular breathing underneath the duvet, it was still.
"I am," he turned away his gaze and rubbed his face. "I am sorry."
You cried and gripped the cover with dear life.
Alexei pulled the cover of your face and he gave you a hug. You pushed him away but he wouldn't budge. Deeb sobs came out of your mouth while you hitted him on the back. Desperation hits you, the longing of a family.
You rested your head in his shoulder, the spot where your cried was completely wet. You felt a few tear spots on your shirt too.
The two of you said nothing to eachother, the unsaid words were said. Alexei stayed until you were calm and tucked you in, singing a Russian lullaby.
"In the declining years.
More tenderly we love.
Shine a farewell light,
That light of the last love.
Shadow of the evening dawn.
Embraced half the sky.
Just there, in the west.
Keep your honor, keep your honor.
Look, friend, the great strength.
Was growing up ahead, look.
Look, friend, the great strength awakens
Fidelity in the heart.
Help me measure the strengths.
Strength, grief or your voice.
Slow down, slow down.
Slow down the evening day.
Stay longer, charm.
Let the blood get thinner in the veins,
But not in the heart get thinner.
My tenderness for you.
Oh, you, charm,
The last love."
"From who knew you this song?" You stared at him.
"My mother sang this to me when I was around your age in Ohio, do you think you can sleep now?"
"I will try, thanks papa."
"спи сладко, Y/N." (sweet dreams)
"спи сладко, papa." (sweet dreams)
Your relationship still fragile like fine china.
This time after making sure he couldn't hear you, you cried again. This time from exhaustion, happiness and pain and you fell in a deep sleep.
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and when i say forehead touches are more intimate than any kiss?
can we talk about the fact that the Eternals were 100% going to evacuate the entirety of humanity off of earth. they were all in, just the five of them were absolutely going to figure out how to get billions of people off a planet and somewhere safe before earth blew up. I aspire to that level of self-confidence.
Finally watched Eternals!!!! And damn it was amazing
But it also made me cry, not because of death tho.
It was Phastos husband that made me cry. As soon as I heard him speak Arabic I couldn’t stop the tears. Years of Arabs being t3rrorits or Middle East in war, and Marvel finally did something right.
Ben, Phastos husband, was just that, a loving husband and a father. He didn’t fight, he didn’t work for some secret organization, he was just living his life like any other person.
Then when the Eternals was in Iraq, I was so happy I told all my friends about it. There wasn’t a war in Iraq!!! They just showed archeologists finding something important from the past and that’s it. No one was hurt or scared.
Just showing an Arab, being an Arab and speaking Arabic, can mean so much. It also is more to Middle East than war. It’s not an everyday thing there. Culture, food, people, history. There is so much people outside the Middle East they don’t know about.
It’s not hard having a diverse cast, representation really matters.
Update: Even my mama was surprised! She also said that there is no war in Iraq, so like I mentioned, it’s not an everyday thing.
YN: I only have two moods
YN: *turns to Ikaris*
YN: Fuck you
YN: *turns to Druig*
YN: Fuck me
Eternals Pt. 1 Tenochtitlan
Hey! this is my first post so I hope this goes well, let me know if I should post more parts or any backstory of the timeline before this part takes place:)
Just a little bit about my character, Her name is Jordas or Jord (the earth goddess in scandinavian mythology, I thought it’d be a nice touch to name her after a goddess that she portrays)
Her powers consist of matter maipulation like Sersi but instead of changing matter she controls it (so basically elemental powers and such) I also thought that it would make sense for her to be able to teleport because she can move matter and conjure up matter and she is matter yenno?
Also, this “little” blurb hasn’t really been edited yet so sorry for spelling mistakes or goofy grammar!
I hope you enjoy!
Tenochtitlan - 1521 AD
Fires roared in the distance, a shiver ran up the eternals back at the sounds of metal slicing through fearful screams. Sersi gently grabbed Jordas’s hand and pulled her forward from where she had teleported Phastos, Sersi, and herself. Dry leaves and twigs crunched under the trio's feet as they walked towards the meeting spot just outside of the city. Jordas could feel the presence of the rest of the group get stronger the closer they got. How had Tenochtitlan come to this? Why did the humans have to conquer everything they could? The group of eternals had barely put roots down in the city.
The black tunic Jordas wore had several holes ripped into it, blood seeped through a large cut on her upper arm that she had sustained during the fight. She had been the one to take down the deviant that Ajak had assigned her team as her powers made her an offensive fighter while Sersi and Phastos were on the defensive. Voices could be heard and Jordas felt her heart speed up, Sersi grinned over at her fellow eternal before tightening her grip on the eternal's hand. A small smile worked its way onto Jordas's face as they emerged from the thick treeline, her eyes landing on Ajax, Sprite, and Druig all waiting at the large stone that marked their meeting spot. Her heart started to race as her eyes landed on the dark haired eternal. Sersi squeezed her hand before dropping it and pushing Jordas forward.
“Druig,” Jordas murmured as she strode forward, her messy braid swinging side to side as she ran into her lover's arms. Druig sighed in relief as he wrapped his arms around Jordas's smaller frame and nuzzled his face into her wiley sand coloured hair. She pulled away from his warm embrace and reached up to cup his face in her palms, thoroughly inspecting him for injuries. Druig couldn’t help the crooked smile that plastered itself onto his face, but it quickly dropped as he saw the bloody spot on her dark tunic and the large gash that lay underneath the torn fabric. He pulled his face from her hands and gently grasped her arm, pulling it closer so he could look at the wound. Jordas couldn’t help but wince as he applied a soft pressure to completely staunch the slow bleeding.
“Ajak, Jordas is bleeding,” Druig said loudly as he looked up to their leader. Ajak quickly spun around from where she was scanning the forest and quickly made her way over to where Druig was standing protectively close to Jordas's side.
“I’m fine really, it’s just a cut,” Jordas chuckled as she looked up to Druig who sent a weak glare her way. Ajak chuckled as she placed her small hand over the wound. Jordas groaned slightly as she felt the gash close, the skin on her arm melding back together.
“I think she’ll survive,” Ajak teased as she looked over the couple and patted Druig on the shoulder. Druig grumbled under his breath before taking his beloved back into his arms. Ajak gave the seemingly younger woman a knowing smile before turning and walking back over to where Sersi and Phastos stood searching the treeline for the rest of their companions.
“I don’t like when she separates us,” the telepath grumbled. Jordas smiled up at him before placing a firm kiss to his lips.
“I came back to you as I always will,” she murmured back. Druig hummed softly in response as he brought his hand up to her face, gently brushing his thumb over a scabbed over cut on Jordas's freckled cheek. Jordas gently pulled away from Druig, placing a soft kiss on his jaw before walking to where Sersi and Phastos stood. Druig couldn’t help but smile as he watched Jordas, seeing her seemed to make a giant weight slide off of his shoulders. He felt whole again and he knew she felt the same.
“Ew, you’re staring,” Sprite fake gagged as she moved to stand beside him, her arms crossed disapprovingly. Druig’s smile grew wider before looking down to where Sprite stood.
“Oh shut up,” he grumbled as he gently shoved the smaller eternal.
The screams from inside the city grew louder as the fire grew brighter. Jordas frowned deeply as she came to stand in between Sersi and Phastos. Thena strode towards the small group of eternals, in a sudden flash Makarri was walking beside her.
“Where are the others?” Ajak asked in a concerned tone as the two women approached.
“We had to split up,” Makarri quickly signed, a deep frown etched onto her face.
“There were more deviants than you said,” Thena spoke up in her usual dull tone, her head held proudly in the air.
“Well, I’m sure that was a lot of fun for you,” Phastos snorted.
“It was,” the goddess said in a playful tone, a grin plastering itself onto her beautiful face. Jordas smiled at Makkari before walking back to where Druig and Sprite stood on Phastos’s other side. Jordas gently grabbed Druig’s hand in her own as Phastos pulled one of his contraptions from his pocket. Jord slightly played with the golden wedding band that Druig wore, as the screams grew louder she became anxious. Druig gently intertwined his fingers with hers, giving her hand a firm squeeze. Phastos waved his hand over top of the metal disk causing a small glowing globe to pop into view.
“Once the others kill these last deviants we will have eliminated them all from the planet,” Phastos said as he showed the group the small glowing orb in his palm, one blue dot still staining its surface. Sudden gunshots caused Jordas to jump slightly, Druig’s grip on her hand tightened as he turned towards the commotion. Villagers were desperately trying to run, to escape from their home only to be gunned down by their fellow man. Torches illuminated the forest along with the bright flashes of gunpowder being ignited. Bile rose in the back of Jordas’s throat, she quickly raised a hand and all of the torches suddenly suffocated sending the forest back into darkness.
“Jordas,” Ajak said in a warning tone. The young woman spun to look at their superior, a look of pure terror ectched onto her dirty face.
“They’re being slaughtered!” Jordas desperately laughed in an exasperated tone, she could feel tears starting to burn the back of her eyes. Ajak glared at the young woman, her eyes were compassionate yet hard. Jordas’s lip quivered slightly as she turned back to where a mass of shouting had taken over instead of the sound of gunfire. She raised a shaky hand and fire once again ignited the torches. Druig pulled her into his chest but she couldn’t tear her eyes away from the fire light, she prayed that she had given some of the fleeing villagers a good head start. She closed her eyes tightly and buried her face into Druig’s chest. She could hear his heart hammering as he held her tightly. A low pitched hum made its way to her ears, she could feel Druig using his powers.
“Don’t,” Ajak warned Druig in a low tone, “we don’t interfere in their wars.” Jordas felt her beloved's shoulders slump as the energy he had conjured dissipated, he tightened his grip around Jordas before slowly letting go of her. Her earth coloured eyes were now tinged with red from the tears she wouldn’t allow to fall. He felt his heart drop at the sight of her grief, Jordas had always loved the humans. Ajak took another step closer to him. Druig passed Jordas off to Makarri who quickly moved to her friend's side, Jordas swallowed thickly as she stepped back to stand beside Makarri who wrapped an arm around the slightly taller woman's waist.
“This isn’t war, it’s genocide,” Druig growled back. His accent growing thicker as his temper rose, “their weapons have become too deadly.” Makarri was quick to move both herself and Jordas to stand beside Sersi behind Phastos as Druig’s anger bloomed. The telepath spun around to face the group, “maybe it wasn’t such a good idea helping them to advance, Phastos.” Jordas could feel tensions rising past the limits as Druig stalked closer to Phastos, she was quick to move in front of Druig and place a gentle hand on his chest to keep him from coming any closer to his fellow eternal.
“Technology is a part of their evolutionary process, Druig.” Phastos shot back, “It’s not exactly something I can stop.” Jordas could hear Makarri step forward to place a hand on Phastos’s shoulder.
“No, you can’t. But I can,” Druig shot back, his voice raising. In a flash Makkri moved to Jordas’s side, concern swirling in her dark eyes.
“Stay strong,” Makkari signed to Druig, a tight lipped smile on her face. Druig looked down to his friend with a sorrowful expression.
“I’m sorry my love,” Jordas said wordlessly. Her hazel eyes meeting his blue ones. Druig pursed his lips together as he looked to her pleading face.
“It’s too late,” Thena murmured softly from behind where everyone stood. Jordas turned to face her, keeping a hand firmly on Druig to keep him from losing his temper but to also calm herself.
“Thena?” Sersi asked softly as she took a step towards Thena.
“Everyone is going to die,” Thena muttered.
“Are you okay?” Sersi questioned as she slowly continued towards Thena.
“Sersi, stop!” Jordas yelled already knowing what was going to happen. Thena summoned her spear and stared blankly past everyone, suddenly her eyes glossed over and she lunged at Sersi. Jordas was quick to react despite Druig’s attempt to grab her. With a snap of her fingers she had teleported in between Sersi and Thena. Jordas was greeted with a sharp pain in her side as she shoved Sersi out of Thena’s warpath. Jordas stumbled to the ground in pain, her hands shooting to the searing sensation engulfing the entire right side of her ribcage. In a flash she was moved from in front of Thena’s death blow to behind were Thena stood as her blade smashed into the ground where Jordas’s neck had been a second earlier.
“Jordas!” Druig screamed as he ran towards where she was now laying on the ground. Makkari was gone a split second later, grabbing hold of Thena and pushing her away from where the group was gathered. Jordas gritted her teeth as her side seemed to ignite, blood seeped through her fingers staining her own gold wedding band. A pungent metallic taste filled her mouth. Both Sersi and Druig were at her side, she looked up at both of their worried faces. Jordas couldn’t contain a cry of pain as Druig pushed down heavily onto the gushing wound, blood quickly beginning to seep through his fingers. Jordas raised her hand over where he was pushing down on the bloody gash in an attempt to manipulate the bleeding to at least curb it until Ajak could come to her aid. Blood dribbled from the corner of her mouth as she strained to use her powers. While Sersi could change the form of matter Jordas could control all matter, even her own body.
“No, no, no stop Jordas,” Sersi gasped as she placed her friend's head on her lap. Jordas’s head spun from the attempted exertion, she gritted her teeth as a small whine escaped from her throat as she let her arm fall limp to the ground. Her eyelids felt heavy and her head swayed side to side in an attempt to stay awake.
“Don’t close your eyes,” Druig growled down at her.
“I’m trying,” Jordas mumbled as she looked up to Druig. His dark eyebrows were scrunched together as he looked down at her. His eyes ignited into a dark golden hue, Jordas’s eyes quickly matching. Her tense body suddenly relaxed and her laboured breaths evened out, Druig leaned down to press his forehead to hers and sighed.
“You really need to stop trying to get yourself killed,” he grumbled. Jordas grinned weakly as her eyes returned to their natural colour, a small chuckle wracking through her body causing her to wince.
“Yeah that’s probably a good idea,” Jordas whispered raspily. Her eyes fluttered shut and her head rested against Sersi.
A warm sensation suddenly flowed through Jordas’s body, her eyes snapped open. Both Druig, Ajak, and Kingo were crouching in front of Jordas, worried expressions plastered to their faces, warm hands were placed on either side of her head. Her green flecked eyes peered up to see Sersi smiling down at her. Ajak quickly stood from where she was crouching and walked towards where Gilgamesh was gingerly carrying Thena.
“Close call?” Jordas rasped as she turned her head back to look up at Sersi. Sersi pursed her lips together in a tight smile and nodded, Jordas couldn’t help but grin up at her. She reached for Druig who now stood over top of her, his rough hands quickly wrapped around her own and pulled her up to her feet.
“You’re an idiot,” Druig muttered as he flicked a dry leaf from Jordas’s hair.
“I tend to be accident prone,” she softly replied as she shrugged her shoulders. She couldn’t help but sway back and forth, nearly tumbling back to the ground. Druig wrapped his arms around her tightly to stabilise her, his blue eye boring into hers. She smiled and placed a hand on his cheek. Druig let out a shuddering sigh and buried his face in the crook of her neck, pulling her to lean completely onto him.
“I hate seeing you hurt, you were dying and I couldn’t do anything but watch,” Druig’s voice echoed through her head. Jordas’s heart sunk, she gently lifted his head so she could look him in the eyes.
“I’ll always be right here. It’s been thousands of years, it’ll be harder to get away from me than that.” Druig couldn’t help but smile. A loud gagging noise caught Jordas’s attention, she peered over Druig’s shoulder only to see Kingo grinning at her.
The eternals all surrounded the stone table that Gilgamesh had placed Thena on.
“I thought Mahd Wr’ry was a myth,” Sersi mumbled as she pushed some blonde hair from Thena’s face.
“There is no cure, so no one really talks about it,” Phastos said softly as Ajak healed a small wound on his shoulder. A gasp caused Jordas to jump slightly in surprise, Makkari placed a gentle hand on her shoulder from where she stood beside her. Kingo was quick to step in front of the two women protectively. Everyone except Druig was quick to step forward to the table as Thena looked around, obviously confused. Jordas peered silently around Kingo’s shoulder.
“What happened?” Thena asked as she scanned the stone room of the temple with her eyes.
“Thena,” Ajak started, “you attacked everyone. Wounded Phastos, you nearly killed Makkari and Jordas.”
“I don’t remember,” Thena mumbled as she slowly sat up, tears welling in her eyes.
“You have Mahd Wy’ry,” Ajak whispered to Thena, “your mind is fracturing under the weight of your memories. And all I can do is erase them so that you can start over.” Thena’s bottom lip quivered as she stared at Ajak, she shook her head. Jordas felt her heart drop, quickly she stepped around Kingo and grasped Thena’s hand. The blonde woman’s head snapped towards her, Thena’s green eyes filled with fear. “I will have to inform Arishem and take you back to the ship where we have the technology to help you,” Ajak calmly explained. Thena’s hand began to shake in Jordas’s.
“But she won’t be Thena anymore,” Makkari signed as she also stepped out from behind Kingo.
“What if it happens again?” Kingo asked from where he now stood in between the two women, “she could have killed you. She had Jordas on the brink of death. She could have killed all of us.”
“Please,” Thena begged as she snapped her head back towards Jordas, “please I-I want to remember.” Tears ran down the goddesses face, Jordas’s eyes began to burn as she pulled Thena into her chest. “I want to remember my life,” Thena cried as she grabbed onto Jordas tightly.
“Thena, I love you but listen to me,” Ajak murmured as she pulled Thena from Jordas's embrace, “it’s not important if you remember or not. Your spirit will remain. You will always be Thena deep inside, trust me.” Jordas swiftly made her way to where Druig leaned against the frame of the temple's giant stone door, her heart felt sluggish as it continued to sink. He was quick to pull his beloved into a one armed embrace, holding her tightly against his side as he glared down at the floor. Jordas laid her head on his shoulder, enjoying the comfort and familiarity that his presence gave her.
“Why should she trust you?” Druig growled as he looked up to his leader. Jordas lifted her head from his shoulder in surprise as he slowly let his grip on her loosen. Druig took a step away from the wall as he continued, “you’re asking her to let you erase who she is.”
“Druig I know you’re upset-” Ajak’s eyes flickered to where Jordas stood and then back to Druig who quickly cut her off.
“Upset!?” he shouted as he took a step forward, “we’ve trusted you for seven thousand years and look where you’ve gotten us.” Jordas took a quick step forward and grabbed his hand, it wasn’t noticeable to the others but she could feel him shaking wildly. His thoughts racing, his emotions bursting at the seams. “I’ve watched humans destroy each other when I could stop it all in a heartbeat. Do you know what that does to someone after centuries?” Druig’s voice lowered to a murmur as he stared into Ajak’s eyes. A silent tear rolled down his cheek, his grip on Jordas’s hand tightened, “Could our mission be a mistake?” he shouted as he looked around the room at his fellow eternals, “Are we really helping these people build a better world, huh?” Druig’s voice wavered as he broke eye contact with Ajak and spun around to face the burning city at his feet, he gently pulled Jordas with him as he stepped outside of the room and onto the steps of the temple. The fires that burned the city illuminated the night sky, hiding the stars with its bright wrath.
“Druig,” Jordas whispered as she turned her body to face him, looking away from the slaughter down below. He looked over to her with a sickly look before turning back to the clamouring and screaming.
“We’re just like the soldiers down there,” he murmured to her in a raspy tone before raising his voice, “pawns to their leaders. Blinded by loyalty.” Druig’s tone dropped completely, he raised a hand, “It ends now.” Jordas could feel his power as his eyes glowed golden. The screaming and fighting below came to a quick stop, Jordas felt her breath hitch as she watched the people turn to face the temple, a sea of golden eyes appearing. Druig was suddenly ripped away from her and shoved into the nearby wall, her eyes grew wide as Ikaris closed in on Druig.
“Let them go,” the taller man commanded as he kept Druig pinned to the stone wall.
“You’re gonna have to make me,” Druig growled back with a clenched jaw. Jordas snapped her fingers and teleported so she was in between the two men, she placed her hands firmly on Ikaris’s chest and shoved him back. His eyes bore into her own as he moved to come closer.
“Stop,” Jordas warned softly as her heart started to pound, her vision bagan to swim from her recent blood loss. Ikaris clenched his jaw and took another step forward, Jordas waved her wrist gently and a stream of hot air wooshed past them as a warning. Ikaris was fast to move, his hand wrapped around Jordas’s throat and slammed her into the wall. Her elbow collided with his ribs causing him to falter enough for her to slip from his iron grip. She moved with purpose, ducking under his arm, placing her hand on the middle of his back and blasting him face first into the stone with a gush of air. Ikaris grunted on impact before whirling around to face her. Druig stepped in between the two, arguably strongest, eternals. He moved one arm behind his back to grab onto Jordas’s hand. Her head spun, she held onto Druig’s hand with one hand and placed the other on his back to keep herself from toppling over.
“Stop,” Ajak scolded as she marched towards where Ikaris stood. He looked into her eyes and nodded curtly before stepping back. Drug took a small step to his left so Jordas could stand at his side, their arms brushing together. A small touch to calm the both of them.
“If you wanna stop me, you’re gonna have to kill me,” Druig said softly to Ajak. He reached to grab Jordas's hand, his fingers intertwined with her own, she gripped him tightly as a non verbal sign of support. He turned back towards the steps, Jordas spared one last sad glance at her family before joining Druig, her eyes locked with Ajak’s for a second before she tore them away. While she didn’t want to leave them she knew that she had to, she couldn’t stay with them, not without Druig.
As her feet met the sandy ground Jordas raised a hand and the fires that littered the war torn city were smothered leaving them in the moonlight. Druig let go of her hand and wrapped a strong arm around her, placing a firm kiss on the side of her head.
This was a new start. One she never expected.
You know what I feel...I feel this is a song that would have been written about druig and Makkari back wheb they had songs written and sung and tales told of the eternals. I know druig doesn't represent hades and same for makkari with persephone and the aesthetics are different but I can still it and whenever I hear this song it always resonates with drukkari. And I tried to avoid ever putting Drukkari in that Hades AU box because I feel it happens so much with so many ships (don't get me wrong it's one of my fav AUs I just didn't want to throw another ship into that) but...I don't know I just feel them in the words and I am even considering doing a song fic/breakdown (another thing I swore I'd never do, I usually really don't like them yet here I am) for it because I just see it.
And the song sounds kinda older it's not very modern it has an older feel. And I know the characters are different and that druig is not harsh or cruel (actually neither was hades but rahts a different chat) or some dark overlord and Makkari is not persephone BUT I still feel them in the song and it's words. Am I just grasping atp?
And even the hardest of hearts unhardened, suddenly when he saw her there.
Sersi from the eternals
I wasn’t gonna post this on here originally but I just thought to go for it so here u go.
Ikaris: the Tragic Hero
Character Analysis Part 3
Protector vs Soldier: the flickering flame of a hero
By the events of the movie, Ikaris was a flickering flame on the verge of going out.
He puts on the familiar mask of the soldier that had kept him sane during the last century. The soldier is who meets up with Sersi and Sprite in London. It is the soldier that is able to remain calm in seeing the cold face of his former leader, able to stay focus on the course of his self-impose last leg of the mission.
Yet slowly, the mask is melted by Sersi and the other Eternals enough so that a semblance of the old team protector could peak through.
Protector was able to smile, and act normal when amongst his old family. In those moments, the protector is able to joke and banter with those he had spent millenia with. To Ikaris, it must have felt like coming home.
The illusion however, breaks when another of his family dies again. This death is different from Ajak's. Gilgamesh did not deserve to die and the guilt ate at him inside. Ikaris had unwittingly caused harm to those he once swore to protect.
He had only meant to distract them, not kill them. Ikaris is again thrown into despair and the only way he knew to cope was to put on the mask of the soldier.
Ikaris became desperate to get the team back together because he must have felt that if they were all together, he could protect them. This is the theory I have to explain why Ikaris insisted Phastos came with them whereas before with Druig, He was fine leaving him behind.
(And No, it is likely not just because "it is Druig and he is Ikaris. They hate it each." Bottom line, Ikaris still considered Druig as family. )
Ikaris would have been fine if they had all stayed in the Domo, a flying fortress. It was the best position for them to prepare for a deviant attack.
However, there was a problem. The others are still attempting to stop the emergence. Whether they succeeded or failed, it didn't matter to Ikaris.
What did matter to him were the consequences if the team succeeded and Tiamut does not emerge. Ikaris feared for celestial retribution on his family. He worried that if ever the Celestials ever tried to strike down the other Eternals, He would be powerless to protect them.
It was Ikaris' concern that in choosing Sersi as the next Prime, Ajak had put her in danger. That is my theory on why he tried to deny it at first.
Maybe in any other situation, Ikaris would have been proud of her 'cause he loved her and was proud of her independence (He trusted her enough that he knew she could survive on her own). but in these last days, the position only put a target on her back. As leader, the mission became her responsibility. As Prime, she would have had to answer to the celestials if the mission failed (and it did 🙃, see last part of the movie).
Ikaris feared the Celestials which he had every right to be when he is told they are their creators and the gods of the universe.
Ikaris uses this same fear tactic when he tried to intimidate the others and to scare them away from taking action against the emergence.
Given Ikaris' true personality, the killing them part was an empty threat as evidence when Ikaris still held back during the final battle (and how he refused to answer when Sprite ask if he was really going to kill them) despite having numerous opportunities to end the other eternals permanently (see when Ikaris grab Makkari by the neck).
See the difference of how Ikaris fought against the deviants (deadly efficient) compared to the eternals (kept trying to throw them off).
The final battle was obviously a delaying tactic for both parties involved. Ikaris had no intention of ever killing any of them. How could he - when no less that 5 centuries ago, he lived to protect them.
The final test (or final nail to the coffin) for Ikaris was when he finally came face to face with Sersi - his wife, his love and once upon a time, his everything.
This moment is when it was shown that despite the mask, despite the exterior of being the devoted soldier, despite his statements of "existing only for Arishem", deep inside, Ikaris was a man loyal to his family, loyal to his love, loyal to Sersi.
At his core, Ikaris was a protector - not a soldier.
Thus, despite his efforts (he tried to shoot her 3 times - THREE TIMES!!), Ikaris could never hurt Sersi.
When Ikaris bowed his head, he proved that he wasn't truly the cold-blooded criminal his betrayal must have shown. In giving in to Sersi, Ikaris redeemed himself and in one final act, showed himself to be a hero in the eyes of the viewers (aka Me!) and Sersi.
He lets her complete the Uni-mind. He lets her destroy the main purpose for how he had survived up to that point. He lets her stop the emergence.
When it was finish, Ikaris was left empty. He had no more purpose. No more reason to live. He was crunch down crying. Ikaris must have realise then that everything he had done, the lies said, the secrets kept, the loneliness suffered - it all amounted to nothing. What a life he had lived!
On the other hand, Sersi now had a life that no longer needed him - "She has a good life now." - and despite his powers, he cannot save her from the incoming judgement from the Celestials. Even if he could, Ikaris had no more energy left to give.(😭).
If Sersi had only understood the magnitude of what Ikaris had went through, if only she saw how he no longer cared about his life, if only she saw how broken the man she loved truly was, maybe she could have saved him from his tragic fate but the truth was, she didn't notice. (The least she could have done was hug him, dammit)
Too distracted by Ajak's death, Too focus on filling the shoes of a fallen leader, too busy dealing with an event that could wipe out the race she loved and cared about, too busy reeling from new knowledge that put into question the worth of her entire existance.
Their final scene, Sersi tells him "I know." It was her acknowledging he was hurt and that he hurt them. They both needed time to heal the wounds.
By those words though, Sersi conveyed that she didn't really understood this version of Ikaris - the man slowly broken down throughout the millenia. Its because she didn't have the context - Ikaris never told her. She didn't realise this version of Ikaris had no more time left. This gap that had formed between Sersi and Ikaris is probably why Sersi just let him go.
Sersi might have known Ikaris but she didn't understand him because this part of him was something he kept from her.
As it was, there was no one able to save Ikaris. Thus this chapter of his life ends in tragedy. The flickering flame dies and a hero meets his end.
"Icarus flies too high and burns in the sky."
Disclaimer: These are only my interpretations and impressions that attempted to explain the words and actions of the character "Ikaris" from the movie Eternal (2021).
You can hate Ikaris all you want but atleast try to understand his character before labeling him as evil.
For a marvel movie, Eternals manage to convey a very layered character which is impressive.
IKARIS, PLEASE COME BACK. You're story isn't over yet!