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.
Y/N: *gay panic*
druig x fem avenger! eternal! reader
hey everyone before i start this is my first ever post here on this acc!! so anys i had this on my mind lately ,,, and i just wanted to share it to ppl. this is just an imagine based on the credit scene and the eternals possibly working w the avengers in the future. reader is an eternal who fought w the avengers during endgame. reader is assigned to another world and not earth.
SUMMARY: As the Eternals respond to Bruce Banner's call for help, they meet a someone new but from the same side.
CONTENT WARNING: druig reading thoughts, mentions of losing a family, lowkey spicy at the end, ooc druig,
"Thank you for accepting the call." Bruce Banner smiles as Sersi shakes his hand. The other Eternals carefully climb out of the car as they admire the newly renovated Avengers compound. Sersi nods with a smile before releasing his hand.
"Of course, it's the least we could do." Sersi responds. "We're centuries late but we've always wanted to help. This time we're full hands on with helping out to protect this world."
Bruce smiles at her reply. "That's good to know."
Druig lets his eyes wander, taking in parts of the compound that are still evident from the battle. "This where it happened?"
Bruce glances at him before looking out at the field. "Yeah. Still remember every part of it."
Sersi sighs as she looks back at Bruce, gently placing a hand on his arm. The Avenger looks back at her as she smiles sadly at him. "We apologize for not helping out. I'm sure you needed more help but we were to blinded by our beliefs instead of helping."
Thena, Kingo and Phastos nod in agreement. Bruce shakes his head. "It's alright. Don't blame yourselves. You would've jumped at the chance but y'know you needed to be loyal to your purpose. We won and that's what matters."
"You knew about our purpose here on Earth?" Makkari signs while Kingo translates for Bruce.
"Uh, well, Strange filled me in generally on who you are but Y/N was the person who really told us the information." Bruce says as he adjusts the sling on his shoulder.
"Who? I'm sure we've never told anyone named Y/N before." Sprite crosses her arms across her chest. Her physical appearance now slightly grown compared to before. She turns around to look at her fellow Eternals who all shrug in confusion.
"I'm not really secretive about where I'm from but I know all the people I told." Kingo squints his eyes. "Who are they?"
Bruce tilts his head in confusion. "I assumed you'd know cause—"
A loud noise catches their attention. The group look at each other with caution before running towards where the sound came from. Thena summons her weapon while Kingo prepares the cosmic energy flowing through his finger tips. Sersi looks at Makkari before nodding as she allows her to take a peek of the area. The speedster zooms with gold flares leaving her trail. She comes back seconds later, hands signing the information she gained.
"3 people. One armed."
Thena nods before stepping forward to dive in the action. Bruce stops her with a raise of the hand. "W-Wait. What did you see?"
"There's 3 people and one of them is armed. I can handle it." Thena translates for Makkari before Phastos holds her back with a gentle grip on her wrist and a shake of his head.
"Who specifically? I'm pretty sure authorized personnel are the only ones allowed to come in the compound. If it were an enemy it could've alerted the other Avengers in the building." Bruce explains as he glances at the battle ready warriors in front of him. Makkari signs again to which Sprite translates for her.
"Metal arm. Gun. Shield." Sprite raises her eyebrow as she glances at Bruce who sighs in relief.
"That's sounds like Bucky and Sam." He mumbles as he walks over to the area, allowing himself to enter the suspected duo's field of vision. "Come! I think Y/N's there with them."
He waves the Eternals over who hesitantly follow him. Druig's eyes carefully analyzes the trio who look at them with caution before relaxing in recognizing the scientist.
"Bruce!" The woman calls as she gently hands the gun to Bucky. Bruce smiles before clearing to the side to introduce the new members.
Your eyes slightly widen as Bruce introduces them and you to them. Sam and Bucky nod in greeting. "What were you guys doing?" Bruce asks with a raised eyebrow.
"We were testing grandma's vision here and used my old bots for target practice." Sam teases which earns him a hard nudge on the rib. Bucky quietly laughs. Sam groans as he rubs his side. "T-turns out grandma here has a better vision than popsicle and me."
"Told you." You smile at him before nudging your head to the headquarters. "Go inside. I have something to talk about with the newbies and Bruce."
"Yes ma'am." Bucky rolls his eyes before dragging Sam inside who protests loudly. You laugh softly at the pair before looking back at the group.
"I suspect Bruce has told you about me?" You tilt your head, eyes glancing at him.
"Only that you know about our purpose here on Earth." Phastos responds for the group as they look at you with unreadable expressions. You look back at Bruce who shrugs.
"Considering the amount of time spent between the rumored superhumans battling a monster in the streets of London showing up on the news, a Celestial appearing out of nowhere in the sky to you responding to Bruce's call, I assume you've met Eros then?" Your arms cross over your chest as their eyes widened. You connect eyes with one person in particular as he smirks at you.
"You're just like us." Druig's stare intensity increases by the moment as he tilts his head with interest. " You're an Eternal."
The group looks at him before looking back at you. Sersi blinks in confusion. "B-but we we're the only ones sent here on Ear—"
"Was assigned to a different world." You cut her off. "We were months away from an emergence before our leader told us the truth. He couldn't take it anymore and we decided to destroy the Celestial before it even emerged. Some of our members we're taken for judgement but a few of us managed to escape. I was able to meet Eros because of that. You were all lucky enough to have been spared."
The group look at you with sad expressions. Sprite steps forward with another question. "Then? How'd you come to Earth?"
"Well first of all, I wasn't really able to settle anywhere but I was lucky enough to meet Bruce here and his little group back in Sakaar." You glance at Bruce who smiles sheepishly before continuing. "Helped them escape, met Thanos, got transported to Earth, fought Thanos, lost, then the rest is history." You smile, clasping your hands behind you. "Why don't we discuss more inside? I'm sure you're all tired from the trip."
"Y'know what reminds me of you?" Kingo laughs as he looks at you from his side of the couch. "Artemis. Goddess of hunt."
Sprite rolls her eyes beside him. "You have to stop him before he starts associating you with every little thing he can find."
"Shut up Sprite." Kingo pushes her playfully as the group erupts in another set of laughter. Bruce had left you with the group in the living area to familiarize with one another. You were surprised to see yourself getting along quite well with this group of Eternals. You thought your family of Eternals were the only people you'll feel at home with and while the Avengers were quite dear to your heart, the emotions brought by the price of immortality and the ever changing scenery was always going to put a barrier on your relationships with humans. After seeing them on the news, you knew you had to find them and you're glad you did.
Druig glances at you smiling with content as you watch the others converse with laughter and smiles. He furrows his eyebrows as he notices you seeming to be quite distracted. He leans close. "Penny for your thoughts?"
You glance at him with a smirk. "Huh. Mind reader?"
Druig nods as he takes a bite of another chip. "Can do more than that too. Can't seem to read yours properly though.... It's all ... jumbled."
You smirk, amused. "I suppose my mind multitasks a lot." He chuckles as he turns his body towards you, eyes examining your figure.
"Are you checking me out?"
"On what?" You let out a small laugh.
"Mentally or physically." His eyes then locks with your own before winking. "Multitasking."
"Hm, funny." Your arm reaches out and taps his cheek playfully. Before you could pull it back, his hand immediately stops it from leaving his cheek. Your eyes look at him, confused.
"Thoughts like that don't help you sleep at night, Luna." He gently lowers your hand, fingers still intertwined with yours. "I can help you forget."
You look down at your hands before looking back at him. "And what thoughts exactly?"
"Thoughts of guilt, pain, loneliness, being lost." He lists off, eyes still trained on you. It seems as if the chatter from the other Eternals begins to blur as the both of you can only focus on one another. "You think too much. I can alter things for you. Give you the rest you deserve."
To forget. Would that really help you solve your problems?
But the memories, the laughter, the happiness you felt with your family and the pain you endured when you had to fight against your purpose to preserve life. Even if it means losing your family. But despite it all, forgetting means you'd lose the meaning brought by it to your life. You'd forget the reason as to why you were alive.
It wasn't that you were mad for Druig reading your mind but it was the offer of making you forget the things you felt due to your experiences. These thoughts, feelings, emotions was what kept you in line. It kept you grounded. You lost almost all of your family and the rest, well you didn't even know where they are. You needed a reason to move forward and these experiences helped you become stronger. It made you meet the people that helped you on your journey. Bruce, Sam, Bucky, the Avengers, Humans, Earth. You didn't want to forget. It's close enough to ripping a huge part of your identity.
"You know." You gently pull your hand away from him as you offer him a smile. "You're powers are impressive but quite annoying to have around."
You stood up from the couch, bidding the others goodbye as Druig can only stare at your figure disappearing into one of the hallways.
"Those arrows are a pain in the ass." Sam mumbles as he glares at the cosmic arrow stuck on the wall. Y/N laughs as her hands generate a golden arrow within her palm. "It fucking went through Bucky. That's cheating."
"My arrows go the way I want them to go." You smile as your hand releases your bow, allowing it to disintegrate into thin air. "Also I could hear and see Bucky a mile away. That sneak trick won't work on me."
Bucky groans from his place on the floor. "It's not my fault you have the ears and eyes of a fucking dog or something."
You roll your eyes as you extend your hand, helping Bucky to stand up. The three of you were sparring in the practice room during the early hours in the morning, the duo was trying to find ways to deflect your arrows and improve on their stealth and accuracy. Being blessed with heightened senses, precise accuracy and arrows that bend and go to your command really had its perks.
The duo bicker as they went to get some food while you stayed and admired the view from the large windows displaying the vast area of the compound. You're about to turn and leave when a knock halts your plans.
"Hey." Druig nods as he leans against the door frame. You smile at him before greeting back.
"What brings you here, Druig?" Your palm summons another arrow, twirling it within your fingertips as you look at him with interest.
He makes his way inside before stopping in front of you. "Just thinking."
"You." He answers with no hesitation. "I find you interesting."
You let out an amused chuckle. "You flirting with me? After trying to get into my head?"
Druig bites his lip before stepping closer. "I'm sorry for that. It was rude of me to do it so casually. I didn't mean to offend you."
The arrows disappears with a twirl of your hand before crossing your arms over your chest. "You were right. I do have sleepless nights but if getting enough sleep means forgetting what I felt even if its just for few seconds then I'd rather not sleep at all."
Druig nods. "I know how those emotions mean to you. I felt it. It was wrong of me for suggesting to use my powers on erasing something important to you."
You could only look at him, eyes analyzing the expression on his face. His stare unwavering and completely sincere.
"How can I make it up to you?" He mumbles hands gently grabbing your arms. The warmth you felt from his touch begins to make your skin tingle.
"Well," You squint your eyes, thinking of an answer to his question before smiling. You lean in close, Druig's eyes glancing down at your lips. "I suppose you can think of another way to make me forget for awhile."
Druig laughs as he grabs your waist closer. "Other ways hm? Aren't we skipping a few steps, Luna?"
You could only grin as you press a soft kiss on his cheek. "Then take me out to dinner, love." You smile teasingly before pulling from his embrace and dashing out of the room.
Druig pokes his tongue against the inside of his cheek before chuckling in amusement.
"What a sneaky little hunter you are, dear Artemis."
THIS SUCKS GOD THE ENDING SUCKS ANYS i hope yall enjoyed this its 4 am for me. gnight.
𝘀𝘂𝗺𝗺𝗮𝗿𝘆: after a particularly bad argument with Druig, you had run off no where to be seen. while looking for you your boyfriend bumps into a helpful friend
𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀: she/her pronouns used, fluff, soft moments, reader sucks at cooking and dancing, quite a bit of dialogue, underlying angst, reader has telekinesis as her power, mentions of the bridge of the Domo which is the room with the statue where they all gather (i had to look it up to find out its name so in case you didn’t know)
everything in italic i got from a pinterest post a while ago and it is not mine but if you know who it is from please let me know and i’ll credit them <3
‘fine then, just leave!’ his voice echoed down the empty hall of the Domo, you being the only noticeable thing there. he turned around in annoyance, too pissed off to face you; you tried to give him a look of love but anger coursed through you taking over and making you give him a glare before twisting and walking down the bare hall. by the time Druig had turned back around, you were gone.
hours passed and you still had yet to return. at first he thought you had left to cool down for a minute then you would come back to him and talk it out but even after he got Makkari to check around the surrounding area, you were still gone. Druig set off on a mission of his own to find you.
he’d checked every room, every hallway, he had even checked the flat roof but you were still missing. rage still fuelled him from the prior argument yet he was more scared than anything. what if a deviant had gotten to you? what if you didn’t come back at all? he’d spent thousands of years with you, he couldn’t lose you just because you were too blind to see danger.
stumbling into the bridge of the Domo, Druig walked into something hard. opening his eyes he was met with the feisty warrior. ‘have you seen Y/N? she left after...’ he trailed off leaving his sentence unfinished. ‘i know what happened. the rooms may be sound proof but the open areas are not.’ ah. she had heard it all. ‘sit.’ she commanded the centuries old man who hesitated before immediately sitting round the statue after a raise of the fierce woman's eyebrow. Thena had that power over people.
sat around the Arishem statue Thena began to speak. ‘she could commit murder and you’d still love her.’ she spoke as softly as she could however there was still a small bit of venom in her voice from disagreeing with Druig’s argument. he was being too emotional and she knew it. their jobs were to protect the earth and exterminate all Deviants yet your boyfriend had let his feelings get in the way and now you might be gone for good. he only wanted to protect you but demanding you stop fighting Deviants for good was the final trigger for you.
‘that is the problem. if she wanted to dance, i would let her wreck the furniture.’
a small memory popped into Druig’s head. Phastos had created a stereo, a more advanced version of the small music box the humans currently had. he was bored of having to make simple things so you encouraged him to make the most eccentric things he could think of and decorate the Domo with them.
that’s how you ended up pulling Druig by the hand to the common area where loud piano played from the tall speakers. ‘what is this?’ he shouted over the deafening music. ‘fantasia in D minor K... Phastos what number is it?’ he couldn’t hear you so you signed it, something you all knew for Makkari.
turning down the music he spoke, ‘397! it’s all they have at the moment!’. placing Druig’s hand on your waist while still holding the other one you began to move around swaying with the dark haired man. even though you had danced hundreds even thousands of times it still felt like the first.
taking control, Druig pulled you closer. chest to chest he ghosted over your lips, his ocean blue eyes entrancing you. his movements lit your body ablaze; it was magic how only his presence had you crumbling for him. ignoring your surroundings you continued to dance around the room. you lost your smile as Druig pulled away only for it to return as he turned your hand and span you under his arm knocking over a set of gladiator armour Ajak had decorated with. pulling you back into him, your back to his chest with his arm around your waist while the other still held your hand, he rested his head on your shoulder placing a gentle kiss upon it and moving to your neck. he laughed into your neck as he noticed the fallen armour. ‘you’re not very careful are you?’
‘if she wanted to cook, i’d let her burn down the house.’
yet another memory appeared in his mind. ‘Dru! look i'm helping Gilgamesh!’ you showed him the bowl of lumpy mash potato you held in your hands. he looked past you towards the strong fighter who had no idea you would be this bad at cooking otherwise he wouldn’t have let you help. Gilgamesh stared at him with a helpless look in his eyes making Druig smile.
‘he’s going to let me cook the sauce!’ you fidgeted excitedly turning around to walk to the stove. although Phastos had urged Gilgamesh to let him make a new high tech stove and cooker, he denied saying that ‘the old one feels better’ and ‘it’s not broken so there’s no need’.
handing the bowl of potato to Gilgamesh who already had a tray in his hands, you proceeded to show your boyfriend the concoction you had made in the pan. the orange coloured substance bubbled as if it were trying to crawl out the pan away from your deathly sense of taste. turning to Druig as you explained what you put in it and how much chilli you had used to mess with Ikaris, you forgot to stir it and with Druig’s attention on you he failed to notice the small flames beginning to arise.
smelling burning, Gilgamesh threw the tray on the side counter and shoved past the two of you, turning the stove off. ‘get out.’ was the only thing he was able to say before Druig pulled you by the hand and lead you out of the room. ‘it looked deadly Y/N.’ you looked up at him offended, ‘i’m sure it would have tasted great but how about we leave the cooking to the pros, yeah?’
‘and if she wanted to scream, i would let her deafen me.’
more thoughts of you and your antics were flooding his brain only this one wasn’t so nice.
‘Druig i’m an Eternal just like you! it's my job, our job in fact, to fight Deviants and the fact you think i’ll stop simply because you told me to is outrageous!’ you were bubbling with rage, your words only pushing you further into the raw state of anger. your own boyfriend, who he himself was an Eternal, didn’t support you when you needed him. ‘i was holding the Deviant off! i asked you to move the civilians not push me out of the fight and make Ikaris takeover.’
‘Y/N you could have died! i’m protecting you and if you won’t respect that then we aren’t good together! i’ve spent thousands of years with you and you won’t even let me help to protect you.’ his accent became thicker the more angry he got. both of you had your arms beside you half way in the air in a questioning matter as each of you moved around the room not thinking of where to go or what actions to take; all you anted was for the other to understand you.
‘do you not think we’re good together, Druig?’ you took a step back from him as his words pranced around in your head. he didn’t say anything, he was too frustrated to think of the right words but to you his silence as your answer. raging, you spoke, ‘okay. since you want me to go away so bad i will!’ you shouted.
‘fine then, just leave!’
those words. they didn’t comfort you when that’s what he should have done. he remembers your scream as you walked away. he didn’t see you but when he turned around to face away from you he felt you let the anger out, your powers omitting a glow as you let out a frustrated scream, the type humans would do in their pillows.
i’ve never loved anyone enough to let them destroy me but, god, she could take me by the throat and my eyes would sparkle at the mere inches between us.
he was stupid to try and control you, how had he not seen that before now? ‘you cannot control something that was made to be free, Druig.’ he didn’t know if it was because he sentimental over you or if Thena simply had a way with words but he knew he had to find you and make it right. no more searching for you in hopes you had changed your mind, you are your own person and he had to accept it; now he just had to find you.
By the sea (2015) Directed by Angelina Jolie
Eternals: The 500 Year War Infinity Comic #7 (2022)
written by Dan Abnett
art by Geoffo & Matt Milla
THENA | ETERNALS (2021) | dir. CHLOÉ ZHAO
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?
At Ajak's house after the emergence
Phastos: Have any of you seen Thena, I have some repair questions regarding her room on the Domo
Druig: She's outside teaching Jack how to deal with bullies
Phastos: Oh, that's nice of her. In that case I'll let her be for a while. *sits down on a chair*
Phastos: *sudden realization* Wait no! *gets up* THENAA!!
YN: I only have two moods
YN: *turns to Ikaris*
YN: Fuck you
YN: *turns to Druig*
YN: Fuck me
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.
Thena: Y/N, darling, do you have a bag Makkari can borrow?
Y/N: The only bags I have are the ones under my eyes and they’re specifically designed to carry the burden of my existence.
Thena: Are you ok?
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.
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.
i’m honestly mad marvel didn’t make sprite non binary in eternals like
there is. so much potential here but the whole time they were calling them “she” and ugh it’s getting on my nerves