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a dance with the enemy
summary: ikaris is recruting eternals in hiding but you're unwilling to take him without a fight
pairing: ikaris x male reader
word count: 1.4k
warnings: 18+ warning, oral and anal, reader is an eternal (non specified powers but they can absorb energy) ikaris is a villain here duh, hate sex?
a/n: the writer's block is killing me send help
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His hands on your wrists were tight, fingers digging deep into your skin, creating coils of red. You looked up at him with your varied height, his blue eyes now a bright gold. You tried to escape him, writhing underneath his grasp. His brown hair was tousled and wet, the lone streak of gray plastered on his forehead.
"Why do you have to make this so difficult," he said.
He was stronger and faster. You knew that escaping him would not be possible. The only way to get free of him was to use his own weakness, his pride. "Arishem's golden boy, have you come to finally kill me?"
"Not kill. I need you to join me," Ikaris said, his face so close you could feel his breath on your lips.
"And leave my life behind?" You pleaded. "No."
"I never wanted this for any of us," he said, pulling away. You massage your thumbs on your aching wrists. He stopped, panting while his eyes faded to a light blue. "But it needs to be done."
"Then show me why I should," you said. Ikaris swiftly cups your face, his lips crashing onto yours. His lips were warm and plump, his hands large and strong against your cheeks. You wanted to pour yourself onto him, let your mind and body betray you just for once.
But you pushed him away. His lips were swollen and shiny against the lights, his eyes bloodshot and welling with tears. Your heart pounded, almost painful. You tried to whisper a word, but unidentifiable syllables came out.
Let go, you thought. You crashed back into Ikaris' embrace, his arms around your waist while your lips met his. The stubble of his jaw pricked your skin as his kiss fell on your neck. Teasing and nibbling with his lips and tongue. The wetness on your neck, mixed with the air, made you shiver. Ikaris chuckled under his breath, a teasing laugh.
"We shouldn't," he whispered. He's right. Nothing about this is sincere. Nothing about it is birthed from affection. It's simply a temporary pleasure, a scratch to an itch. It shouldn't feel right.
You pushed him hard against the wall, cracks forming. You kiss him again, this time more rabid, lip-biting, nails digging into his shoulders. His hands were firm on your waist, pushing hard enough it could break human bones. "We really shouldn't."
Your lips kiss down his stubble neck, your flesh hit against his jugular. A hand guiding your way. You could bite him now, strangle him, take a knife to his veins, and finally end him. Instead, you suck on his skin, a moan leaves his lips, mouth agape from pleasure.
He takes off his jacket, leaving a tight blue shirt that shapes around his muscles. Your hands find the hems, seeking what is underneath. You smooth your palms against his taut abdomen, littered with soft hair. Your fingertips trace each ridge.
You go on your knees to give his skin a kiss and have a taste of his pale skin. Your tongue teases the hem of his jeans, the barrier between modesty and eroticism. You palm the growing bulge. He takes over and unbuckles his belt, unbuttoning and unzipping so he can take out his sex.
"Just take me in," he pleaded. He pulls your mouth in with much force. The walls of your mouth envelop his well-endowed sex. You gag from the sudden movement, eyes welling with tears. His hands smooth on your hair, gripping on it as he fucks your mouth.
Saliva coats his cock, which is aching hard. He would occasionally pull out, the head aching red and the tip leaking. There was no regard for your body. You were simply a means to pleasure.
You back out, coughing up saliva while the roof of your mouth aches. You stagger to find balance. Ikaris' eyes are dark, his lips taut.
"Where's your bed?" He asked.
You find yourselves naked on top of each other, limbs entangled, hair messy as your bodies are drenched with sweat. Ikaris' body casts a shadow on top of you, his broad shoulders perfectly flexed as his arms pinned yours. Your legs placed on his waist, his erection teasing your hole.
He spits on his hand, lubing his cock before pushing it in you. There was a sharp pain, eliciting a loud shriek from you, your hands wrapping around his neck. He takes a few moments to make you settle on his size. He is panting on top of you, his hairy chest rising and falling, his muscles contracting and relaxing.
He moves his hips, his head falling on the crook of your neck as he thrusts. "You're so tight," he moaned. You gasp from the pressure. You swore you could feel your body tremble. He pushes again, and this time, your body finally acclimated. He hit a spot inside you that drew out a moan of pleasure. Your sex ached hard on your abdomen, leaving a drop of pleasure.
He wrapped his arms around you, large biceps around your body, your fingers scratching at his broad back, leaving lines of red. For a second, you thought of the embrace as a result of love, something couples would do in sex. But then he forces a strong thrust, a gasp leaving your mouth. And suddenly, it was just sex.
It took a great deal of restraint on Ikaris' part. His strength could crush you. He felt his body lose control, his eyes becoming warm and lighting up in gold. Your body felt so fragile in his arms, so delicate and feeble.
You cursed under your breath, your eyes rolling back in euphoria. Intricate patterns of gold laced your hands. You could burn him if you wished. Cosmic energy laced your bodies and, if uncontained, could send ripples of destruction around you.
He pulled onto you so you could switch positions. He took time to straddle his muscular thighs as he slowly guided himself in you. You palmed his chest, a hand finding his throat. You pressed your fingers in, wrapping around his neck, constricting his breathing.
His hips ram into you at an accelerated pace, and your body does the same. You rode him until he was tearing through the sheets with his hands, the bed creaking, his form sinking into the mattress. He lets out exasperated groans, the veins on his neck more prominent, his face burning red.
You feel each other's climax coming. Ikaris pulls you back into a kiss, a greedy kiss, one that is meant only for the finality of the act. He pushes deeper as you ride him, his tip hitting the sweet spot inside you that only draws your pleasure to excess.
"I'm gonna cum in you," he demanded. "And you'll take it like the good boy you are."
"I'm not your good boy," you said, pulling on his brown locks. You were on high ground. The command is with you, not him. "I'll finish whenever I like."
His face contorted into a headless cry, his eyes shut, and his lips open. You were close, too close. Teetering into climax like an overflowing glass of water. "Fuck," Ikaris groans. "I'm so fucking close."
"Look into my eyes," you said.
"I can't," he said, the veins around his eyes a glimmering gold.
"Fine," you said. "I'll just leave you like this," Ikaris slowly opened his eyes, a hazy gold. You moved your hips in sync with his. His grip grew harder, his body more flexed. You could feel the energy burn through his eyes. If he let go, he could easily hurt you.
Ikaris cursed as he came inside you. Shining bright light through his eyes that burned through the ceiling. You shuddered as you came as well, your hands glowing with gold as you sucked in his power. Slowly, Ikaris' light faded, coursing through the veins of your hands. The increased energy surging through your body crashed into you like a potent drug.
Ikaris passed out long after. The strongest Eternal, asleep in your bed. The room was obviously a mess, sheets torn, bed broken, ceiling burnt. He looked peaceful, though. His long lashes lay softly on his cheeks, his lips barely pursing to let out air. A slight pang hit your chest when you took the call.
"I have him," you said. You finally have the enemy.
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"I'm gonna fuck you. I'm gonna fuck you all ... night, Y/N." Ikaris grins as Y/N entered the apartment. The young man glanced around the room and saw empty bottles of whiskey and bourbon.
"Not that I don't love hearing those words come from your mouth, but are you drunk?"
Ikaris pinched the air. "Little bit." He giggled to himself.
"Come on, let's get you to bed." Y/N said.
"Ooh, good idea. The beds where I'll fuck you." Ikaris fumbled and stumbled as he flew down the hallway, hitting everything on the way to the bedroom.
Y/N sighed. "Oh boy."
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Can I request reader being all gentle and soft while fucking Ikaris but Ikaris just wants it rough -🐼
Hell yeah! hope you doing good 🐼. Welcome to the bear club!
Waring! top male reader, SMUT,fingering, jerking off, Short but not to short.
IKARIS X TOP MALE READER
Ikaris and Y/n are at home in bed in each other's arms. The two were having a lazy day and just being with each other and spending quality boyfriend time.
Y/n begins to feel hungry and so he gently takes his boyfriend's body off his own and says "Be right back, gonna eat real quick". Ikaris watches Y/n as he leaves and waits before hes fully gone before springing his plan to action.
Ikaris stands up from the bed stripping out of his clothes. Ikaris gets lube from the dresser and hops back in bed. He spreads his body across the bed like hes a display and opens the lube bottle and applies the lube on his fingers.
He takes a deep breath before using one finger to circle around his hole before pushing it in. Ikaris uses his free hand to cover his mouth tying to muffle his moans.
Once he got used to the first finger and added the second and began to actually finger himself properly. Ikaris flips himself over so his stomach is on the mattress and his ass in the air facing the doorway. Ikaris vision becomes hazy once his fingers graze his sensitive prostate. Ikaris moans and screams are muffled from the bed. He snatches one of your pillows from your side and brings it into his face inhaling your scent.
The smell of you while hes pleasuring himself almost makes him cum automatically. His tip is already leaking so much precum onto the sheets while Ikaris uses his fingers to keep hitting his prostate. "Y/n! Y/nnn~ f-fuck!~" Ikaris screams his boyfriend's name once he feels his orgasm nearing. Little did he know that Y/n were watching him standing at the doorway.
"Y/n y/n!!~Cummigh! cu--mminG~" Ikaris moans out thrusting his fingers as far they can reach as he cums.
Y/n takes off his clothes and kneels down by his husband. As soon as Ikaris felt the bed weight shift he turned around rather fast bringing his boyfriend to a heated makeout. Ikaris pulls away from the make-out and lays onto his back spreading open his legs as a invitation.
Y/n kindly takes the invitation and slowly pushes his cock in Ikaris hole. Ikaris brings his hands to Y/n shoulder holding onto them tight as Y/n enters him. Once Y/n was fully inside his thrust was slow and gentle. Y/n was kissing his jaw and neck softly like he was made of glass.
And that irritated him. Usually he wouldn't mind about being soft but his time he just wanted to be used like a toy. Ikaris crosses his legs on Y/n waist slightly moving them up and down. Y/n takes the hint and adds some speed into his thrust aiming for Ikaris prostate. But the thing about it he was still being gentle. "Y/nnn! P-please fuck me like im a slut~ just use me f--fuck!" Once those words came out of Ikaris mouth it was like a switch had come on in Y/n head and tightly grabs Ikaris hips and brutally fucks him.
That seems to really please Ikaris and his moans and screams have gotten louder as well his cock leaking precum already. The bed is shaking and the sound of skin claps against each other louder. The grip Y/n has on Ikaris waist is bruising and Ikaris knees and arms become wobbly. The two moans and groans are almost white noise because of the skin against each other and the bed creaking and shaking. Y/n cums without warning he comes deeply into Ikaris hole and leans his head down on his shoulder as support. Ikaris instantly cums after him once he felt the hot cum inside of him and overflowed outside of him leaking onto his thighs.
Once the two catch their breath, Y/n doesn't pull out instead he still moves his hips back and forth until his cock is hard again.
"Did you think I was done with you?"
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My Influence Is Only Bad For You | Ikaris x God Reader
Summary: One day in the early years of the world, Ikaris meets a man, not just any man, a man who will live as long as him. As Ikaris falls for this man, Ajak notices that he begins to distance himself from the Eternals and their mission.
Request: Yes / No
Warnings: implied sex, mentioned sexual assault, attempted sexual assault, disfiguring of someone who deserves it
Y/n's feet dangled off a cliff as he watched the people below him. His mother, Rhea, sent him to make sure the people of Greece were safe and well cared for. The mission was a bit boring at times, he mainly just watered crops and purified water. But he hoped for something exciting. He was about to climb down and return to Aktiki, when he saw a creature sprinting towards the city. He launched himself off the mountain, jumping everytime he hit the earth so he would land in front of the gates. When he reached his destination, he got a good look at the creature. It has leathery black skin and was the size of the cities temple and had large horns bigger than his arm. Grabbing the trident from his back, and flexing his shield arm he got into a defensive stance, prepared to protect his people. Then the creature face planted in front of him, a women in white pushing a golden spear into its back. Y/n lowered his trident and tilted his head, looking her over. "Hello." She said, pursing her lips, the spear in her hands disappearing. The creature went to stand up, but both of them plunged their weapons into its head, another spear appearing in her hands. "Hi, I'm Y/n, the people here call me Poseidon." He held his hand to her and helped her off the corpse. "I'm Thena." She said, and nodded to him before looking over her shoulder. He followed her gaze to where a group of other men and women fought other black creatures. One of them summoned a golden exoskeleton and punched them, another shot golden light from his hands, and one was so fast that Y/n could only see her when she stopped moving. When all the creatures were dead, another group walked towards Y/n, following behind a women in a blue and gold dress. The warriors all went to walk behind her, and that's when he saw one he didn't notice before. He floated down next to them and was wearing a skin tight blue and gold suit, and he was possibly the most handsome man y/n has ever seen.
When the group reached Y/n and Thena, the women in front nodded to Thena before bowing to Y/n. "Hello, I am Ajak. Is this your city?" Y/n moved his gaze from the flying hottie to her. "I am the cities protectors. But it is run by the senators. Come, I will take you to them, but only you and the two best fighters, the others must stay." Ajak nodded before following him along with Thena and the flying hottie. Y/n opened the gates, waving to the people who came to watch them. "This is Aktiki. Over there is the temple to the gods, which is where I live. And over there is the school, where the biys of the city learn the arts, as well as war. Here, we place importance on your intelligence, just as much as your skills in battle." Y/n motioned to the building, all of the boys inside it looking out towards them. "And the girls?" Thena asked, staring at Y/n suspiciously. "The senators dont believe girls should do anything but cool, clean, and weave. Which is why I teach them all myself inside the temple and at night, because in the temple, the only law is the law of the gods, which they say I am one. Speaking of weaving, this is the home of Aktiki's greatest weaver, Arachne!" Y/n opened the door to show the trio. The only furniture in the small home was a bed, a small cooking pot, a loom, a spindle, and pots filled with dyes. Sitting at the loom was a woman with inky black hair weaving a tapestry depicting Y/n standing on a rock holding his trident in the air as 4 horses made of water reared behind him. The tapestry got a few details wrong, like him being naked and having a six pack, but was nevertheless very complimenting. Y/n closed the door and the 4 of them walked to the building in the center of town. He walked inside, Ajak beside him and Thena and Flying Hottie behind them. "Senators! This is Ajak, she is the leader of the warriors who saved Aktiki." The men stared at Y/n with reverence, but when he motioned to Ajak, their faces turned into distaste. "Hello senators. I am Ajak, the leader of the Eternals, and we are here to...." Ajak stepped forward and began speaking beut was cut off when the senator in the middle stood up. "Lord Y/n, you know out customs and laws, women are not permitted to enter the courthouse." A low growl escaped from the throats of Y/n, Thena, and Flying Hottie, and Ajak let out a breath in disbelief. "Senators, I have told you multiple times that..." Y/n was cut off by a golden, glowing sword extended from Thena's hand and sliced the senators cheek. "Thena, we do not use violence agaimst humans, no matter how... Aggravating they may be. Good senator, I am sorry about her behavior, here let me." Ajak walked up and held her hand over the senators cheek, a golden glow emitting from her hand and healing the cut. When Ajak stepped back, all of the senators stood up and dropped to their knees. "We apologize my lady, we did not know we were in the presence of goddesses. Forgive us for our insolence." The head senator said, begging at Ajak's feet. She simply brushed her hand over his head and smiled. "We are not gods, we merly wish to be granted residence in your city." All of the senators agreed, as well as offered them multiple offerings ranging from food to gold to humans.
Y/n pushed open the doors to the temple, welcoming the Eternals inside. The building was the largest in the city and had multiple fountains inside. Decorating the walls were multiple tapestries made by Arachne, each one depicting a different deed done by Y/n. "This one is when I 'created' horses. I merely tamed some and bred them. Oh, and this one was when me and my brothers killed our father, its a little more acurate, but he was, lets just say my mother didn't want 6 kids." Y/n showed them each the different tapestries until they made it to the end of the hall, where the statue stood. "Its not very accurate since no one in the city has ever seen me in less than my armor, but it was a gift, so I keep it." Y/n explained as they looked up at the large and very naked statue. "I swear the people of this city have this thing with nudity and gods. Like, it's such a problem for gods to be wearing clothes." Y/n complained and motioned for them to follow him downstairs where the bedrooms were. "There were multiple rooms built, in case other gods showed up. Pick one and it's yours." Y/n waved his hands at all of the rooms and smiled at all of them. "Thanks, but we have rooms." The smallest of the room said, giving him a false sweet smile. A loud thud came from above the temple and Y/n ran to see what it was. A large triangular thing was now sitting on the temple, its black color was a stark contrast to the white marble. "What is that?!" Y/n yelled, looking at Ajak. "The Domo, our starship. It is how we got to earth." She explained, looking at the ship with a smile. Y/n looked at her before jumping up to it. He landed in front of what he assumed was the entance, which is where the Flying Hottie was leaning against the wall. "Hi." He said, holding up two fingers in a small wave. "Hello, so this is why you missed the tour." Y/n said, walking into the ship uninvited. "Someone had to make sure Phastos didn't crash." He said, trailing behind Y/n. "I never caught your name." He was now walking backwards, smiling at the Flying Hottie. "Its Ikaris." His smile was basically melting y/n, and his voice was basically music. Y/n bit his lip and smiled at him. "Well Ikaris, I'm Y/n. The people of Aktiki call me Poseidon, god of the sea." Y/n flexed a bit, causing Ikaris to chuckle lightly. "One place we lived called me the god of something once, I think the only place to give me a specific title. They called me Aengus Og, god of... What was it again?" Y/n felt his back touch a wall, but Ikaris was still walking towards him. "Oh thats right. I was the god of..." His mouth was right next to y/n's ear and his breath made him shudder. "Love." The two held eye contact, y/n had his hands on Ikaris's chest, and Ikaris had his hands on both sides of Y/n's head. Y/n was moving before he realized it, and he didn't realize it until he felt Ikaris biting at his lips. Y/n's eyes fluttered closed, and his hands slid up to wrap around Ikaris' neck. Ikaris's tongue slid into y/n's mouth, who let him take control. They were there for who knows how long before Ikaris moved from y/n's mouth to his neck. If he was human, y/n would be panting but instead he was just groaning and whining. Y/n grabbed Ikaris' head before he could go any lower. "Lets take this to one of our rooms."
Its been 5 months since the Eternals showed up, and it changed alot. First, the city took a great liking to Thena, even changing the cities name to Athens, and changing the temple from solely Y/n, to mostly Thena, but they always called her Athena, which annoyed her plenty. Amother change was Y/n's relationship with the city. As Thena grew more popular with them, and as Y/n spent more time with Ikaris than helping them, they began to make legends about Poseidon and Athena's rivalry, despite Thena and y/n's friendship and mutual respect for the other. And the worst change was Medusa. She was a new priestess in the temple of Thena, which required a vow of celibacy so as to not distract them from their duties. But Medusa had other plans.
Y/n was sitting in the main room of the temple, having recieved a note from someone asking him to meet them there. He assumed it was Ikaris, and only wore a loose toga and didn't carry any weapons. He was grumbling about the removal of most of the fountains, when he felt two hands on his shoulders. He turned around with a smile, but was met with the face of Medusa, instead of his lover. When he saw her, his face darkened. She had been harassing him for days now, sending him presents like statues she carved, or snakes she found. Y/n took a step back and shook his head. "Medusa, I have tried to ignore you and I've tried rejecting you nicely. But I am fed up. You have been told by me, you have been told by Ikaris, and you have been told by Thena. I am in a relationship, so leave me alone." Y/n turned to leave, but Medusa grabbed his arm and twirled him around, throwing him to the ground. She climbed on top of him, a crazy smile on her face. "I know what you've said, but you don't get it. I love you more than he ever will!" Medusa punched him in the face, which the situation left him dazed and shocked, too shocked to try and fight back. Medusa rubbed his chest and pulled her skirts up before sitting back on his lap. "I'll show you just how much i love you." She whispered, causing y/n to whimper. She was about to grab his toga when she was hit by what looked like a golden spear. Y/n turned his head to the side to see a furious Thena and Ikaris. Ikaris moved to Y/n, holding him while Thena walked toward Medusa, who sat on the floor, holding her now bleeding face. "You dare. In not just my temple, not just my home, but his as well? You have been warned human. You have been warned by me, and by him, and by Ikaris. Now, you will receive no warnings, just punishment." Thena said, a golden dagger glowing to life in her hand. She bent over Medusa, holding the blade to her face and y/n had to look away. His sobs and Ikaris's soothing words were almost enough to block out Medusas screams. Almost.
A week later, y/n stood on a rock, watching as the waves crashed onto the shore, the water never touching him as if it was too respectful to even think of it. His grip on his trident had been tighter than it ever was before the incident. Thena had carved thr image of a snake onto Medusas forhead, and what looked like scales on her cheeks and arms. The city had said it was because she caught him and Medusa making love in the temple, but she couldn't punish him for his actions, so she disfigured her. Other said it was basically what actually happened, but with a role reversal, with Y/n attacking her. No matter how the story was told, it always made him and Thena look bad.
He stared into the water, the foam and sea spray calming him. That was until he heard the crunch of sand behind him and he twirled around, trident pointing at the person who snuck up on him. Ajak stood there, unflinching as the longest blade rested on her chin. "Hello Y/n. Do you have a minute?" She asked, brushing the trident to the side and healing the small cut on her chin. He nodded putting the weapon on his back and sitting next to her on the rock. "As you know, we were sent to this planet by Arishem with very strict instructions and a very clear mission. And all of us have been very loyal and very dedicated to that mission. Until we came here. Phastos is teaching at the school and helping the smiths, Sersi is assisting the priestesses with teaching the girls and has begun dating on of them named Hekate, Thena and Ikaris are not only defending the city from non-Deviant threats, but they are also attacking humans." When Ajak stopped talking, y/n's jaw clenched and he looked at her, a storm brewing in his stomach, and the clouds swirling above him. "Arishem is aware of these, and he blames you. He has claimed that you are a bad influence on the Eternals, your loyalties to humanity are distracting them from their goals." The two were now standing and the ocean was churning as much as Y/n's stomach. "I have done nothing but show them the truth. I showed Phastos something he loves and brings him more joy than anything you have given him. That is the same with Sersi. She found not only something, but someone she loves and she is happy. And Thena protected me from Medusa, and maybe she wasn't a Deviant, and maybe Thena fought against the Spartan army when they attacked the city. But, this is her city. She loves it like how Phastos loves teaching, and like how Sersi loves Hekate, and like how Ikaris love me. I am not a bad influence. I have shown them what they are missing and I gave it to them. So the only persom my influence is bad for, is you and Arishem." Y/n growled, the sky now being pitch black and rain pouring around them, but not on them. The sea was now raging, the waves crashing against the rocks and shore so violently that they would kill a human. Y/n stormed away from Ajak, taking his circle of dry space with him, leaving her alone to think in the storm she caused.
Y/n played with Ikaris' chest hair, his fingers dancing through the brown curls. "Do you ever regret it? Leaving the Eternals in Athens?" Y/n looked up at Ikaris, who was staring at him in such a loving way that Y/n felt shiver through his whole body. "Sometimes I think of what life would be like if I stayed, if I remained with Ajak, and my loyalty to Arishem never wavered. But then I remember the past thousand years with you and it all goes away." Ikaris kissed y/n's forehead and wrapped and arm around him. "I love you." Y/n said as they stared at the ceiling, each other wrapped in the others arms. "I love you too."
This was based off a writin prompt I thought of, which was literally: "I'm not a bad influence. My influence is only bad for you." And this was the only pairing I could think of.
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Getting hurt isn't always bad — druig x male reader. ikaris x male reader (unrequited).
Teasing — adrian chase x male reader (smut ending)
#x male reader#x reader#moon knight#y/n#gay#marvel#marc spector x reader#mcu#marc spector x male reader#steven grant x reader#adrian chae x male reader#adrian chase x m!reader#adrian chase x reader#ikaris x male reader#ikaris x m!reader#ikaris#steven grant#marc spector#jake lockley#druig#druig x male reader#druig x reader#steven grant x male reader#andrew garfield x male reader#andrew garfield x reader#tasm#vigilante x male reader#vigilante x reader#jake lockley x reader#jake lockley x male reader
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Marvel
Avengers
Steve Rogers
Bucky Barnes
Tony Stark
Hulk
Thor
Clint Barton
Peter Parker
Pietro Maximoff
Eternals
Ikaris
Fuck You! (smut)
Druig
Spiderverse
Peter B Parker
Miguel O'Hara
Nerdo! Miguel x GN! Reader Headcannons
Miles Morales
Pavitr Prabhakar
Hobie Brown
#peter parker#tony stark#steve rogers#bucky barnes#thor odinson#clint barton#ikaris#druig#bruce banner#the avengers#eternals#marvel#mcu#x male reader#male reader#fluff#smut#angst#miguel o'hara#atsv#spiderman atsv#miles morales#hobie brown#pavitr prabhakar#peter b parker
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end of the year fic-rec!
💌 : hello, hello! i wanted to diversify my content a bit and share my love for the amazing male reader community with some fic recs! i should probably have a side blog for reblogging fics (but i'm too lazy), but let's start the year on a positive note.
i'm not sure if i'll make this a monthly thing or not, probably spontaneous, but here are a few of my faves from 2023!
side note: ofc, all stories are x male reader!
MARVEL / DC
till death do we part ways by decisiveheart
end of the world au | jason todd x male reader
⚣ Cocky Bastard 😡 by solar-wing
hal jordan has been an annoying little pest and a thorn in your side ever since you joined the justice league. his over-inflated ego pushes you to avoid him as much as possible, which in turn, only makes the superhero pester you more. so, how do you succeed in getting the cocky bastard to leave you alone? | hal jordan x male reader
a forbidden fruit by sideblogofhell
pietro eats something he shouldn't have. | pietro maximoff x male reader
a dance with the enemy by sideblogofhell
ikaris is recruting eternals in hiding but you're unwilling to take him without a fight. | ikaris x male reader
Love me, Betray me by its-ares
dom matt murdock x young bottom male reader
you get me so high by s3thwrit3sstuff
you've had a long day and need to unwind with your vigilante boyfriend - with the help of some recreational drugs. | jason todd x male!reader
STRANGER THINGS
doggy style by denim-devil
After a squabble with his best friend and GF, Nancy Wheeler, the fresh cuts and gashes he became equipped with pushes him to break the boundaries between you and his internalised anger… | steve harrington x male reader
i honestly didn't read much last year, so it's a short list. ;; i was so swamped, but i hope you guys give all these creators a read, as well as a follow! 💝
#✰ : nou.ficrecs#x male reader#male reader#dc x reader#marvel x you#marvel x male reader#dc x male reader#dc comics#dc imagine#dc fanfic#dc comics fanfiction#marvel x reader#marvel x y/n#marvel x m!reader#m!reader#fic rec#male reader fic rec
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MCU Masterlist | Last Updated: 8/13/23
Key
Fluff = 🥰 | Angst = 😢 | Smut = 🥵 | Hurt Comfort = 🩹
Platonic = 🤝
Headcanons = 📝 | ABC Headcanons = 👩🏫 | Oneshot = 📘 | Series = 📚
AU = 🌎 | Songfic = 🎵
Male Reader = 💙 | Gender Neutral Reader = 💜 | Female x Female = 💖
Story on hold = ✋| Character on hold = 🔒
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Augustus “Pug” Pugliese (Josh Segarra)
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Bucky Barnes (Sebastian Stan)
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Clint Barton (Jeremy Renner)
The New Guy 🥰(🥵) | 📘 | 💙
Dane Whitman (Kit Harington)
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Daniel Sousa (Enver Gjokaj)
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Druig (Barry Keoghan)
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Frank Castel (Jon Bernthal) | 🔒
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Grant Ward (Brett Dalton)
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Helmut Zemo (Daniel Brühl)
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Howard Stark (Dominic Cooper)
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Ikaris (Richard Madden)
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Jack Russell (Gael García Bernal)
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Joaquín Torres (Danny Ramirez)
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Kingo (Kumail Nanjiani)
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Leo Fitz (Iain De Caestecker)
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Marc Spector (Oscar Isaac)
He Won’t Have You 🥵🩹 | 📘 | 💙
Solace 🩹 | 📘 | 💙
Matt Murdock (Charlie Cox) | 🔒
Coming soon...
Namor (Tenoch Huerta Mejía)
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N’Jadaka (Killmonger) (Michael B. Jordan)
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Peter Parker (Tobey Maguire | Andrew Garfield | Tom Holland)
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Peter Quill (Chris Pratt)
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Pietro Maximoff (Aaron Taylor-Johnson)
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Quentin Beck (Jake Gyllenhaal)
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Sam Wilson (Anthony Mackie)
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Scott Lang (Paul Rudd)
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Stephen Strange (Benedict Cumberbatch)
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Steve Rogers (Chris Evans)
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Steven Grant (Oscar Isaac)
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T’Challa (Chadwick Boseman)
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Thor Odinson (Chris Hemsworth)
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Tony Stark (Robert Downey Jr.)
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Xu Shang-Chi (Simu Liu)
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the repentant's corner
seek penance or forever fall in darkness.
→ main masterlist
† a lesson in friction [dane whitman | frottage]
† a dip in the lake [sam wilson | outdoor sex]
† a body with two souls [druig | mind control]
† a forbidden fruit [pietro maximoff | sex pollen]
† a dance with the enemy [ikaris| hate sex]
#marvel smut#eternals smut#avenger smut#mcu smut#dane whitman smut#sam wilson smut#ikaris smut#joaquin torres smut#druig smut#pietro maximoff smut#x male reader smut#x male reader
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Steve: *Looks around the room and sees it's a mess* "Y/N? What happened?"
Y/N: "Before or after sex with Ikaris? Because I can give you a full detailed report on what happened. See first, Ikaris bended me over the desk, and then he went behind me and shoved his giant coc–"
Steve: "–That's enough. I don't need to hear the details. Just clean it up."
#x male reader#male reader insert#male x male#ikaris x reader#Ikaris x male reader#richard madden#Richard Madden x male reader#mcu eternals#eternals#captain america#steve rogers#chris evans
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Dear Mr.Bear,
Then I request Icarus being clingy after his night time with male reader, and he doesn't want reader to pull out, so reader stay inside him while cuddling and lul him to sleep
Warnings, Fluff, the morning after last night sex, Slightly power bottom Ikaris, couple of swears here and there
IKARIS X MALE READER
You woke up with a strong arm wrapped around you in a tight grip. You honestly felt like a rabbit in a snake's deadly grip.
You turn your head to the clock on the night stand. 12:34 you read. You cussed at yourself under your breath. You had promised one of your closest friends you'll take them somewhere to eat at 12:10. You took a deep sigh and turned to your lover looking at his features admiring him and just thinking how you pull a man like him.
You looked him up and down smiling at him with an in love look on your eyes. Wait. You snap your head back down and grumble out a "Oh fuck" when you noticed that you didn't pull out yet. "Ika wake up honey." You use your body to shake him to wake him up
"Hmm What?" He opens his eyes slightly looking at you way too tired to talk to you right now. "Would you let me go, so I can pull out?" You ask. "No." He says bluntly.
The blunt response took you back a little but you let out a sigh and took matters into your own hands. You roll your hips back slowly pulling away trying not to make it noticeable. But Ikaris noticed it as soon as your hips moved away from his hole. He quickly got a top of you pinning your hands above your head and using all of his body weight to keep you down. "Ikaaa. I have somewhere to be" you whine. "No. That's what I said didn't I? Your cock isn't leaving me until I say so. So shut up and cuddle me."
You sigh in defeat and wrap your arms around him bringing him down so you can cuddle him properly humming one of your favorite songs to him. Zoning out into sleep with him.
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– 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐍𝐃 𝐈𝐒 𝐍𝐄𝐀𝐑 || 𝐝𝐫𝐮𝐢𝐠
SUMMARY: The gift of foresight had served you well, until it doesn't. Rescuing you from an unpleasant vision, your love knows exactly what to do to bring you back to the present.
PAIRINGS: Druig x Eternals!Female!Reader
TAGS/WARNINGS: romance; angst
Since you could remember, you existed for one reason and one reason only:
SERVE ARISHEM. ELIMINATE ALL DEVIANTS.
It had been one of your earliest thoughts when you first woke in The Domo, second only to the name Arishem–celestial supreme–had bestowed unto you:
Y-O-U-R-N-A-M-E.
"I am [Y/N]," you tested aloud, awed by the smooth tone of your voice.
Across from you, a large figure entered your line of sight and as you raised your head to consider the new-comer, you were taken aback once you saw who it was.
Out of all the males you’d awoken with, the stranger was perhaps the youngest of them all.
He was tall, nearly a head taller than you, and while your uniform was dappered in metallic [favourite colour] with [complimentary colour] accents, his uniform consisted of blacks and reds.
The colours he wore were a stark contrast to his skin, pale as though kissed my moonlight and complimentary all the same against the sharp lines and contours of his face.
"[Y/N], is it?" An equally low voice greeted in turn, a mischievous glint taking root in piercing blue eyes.
The young man had drawn close the moment he started speaking, your tongue growing laden as he paused in front of you. "Beautiful name for an equally beautiful girl."
If you were genetically engineered not to get sick, it certainly did not feel like it.
In his presence, it felt as though your breath had got caught in your chest and in spite of the regulated air pressure circulating through the ship, you couldn’t help but feel the air around you both had become almost electric. Dizzying in an almost familiar sort of way.
"–My name is Druig," the young man said, grasping your hand in his.
Smoothly, he pressed his mouth against your pulse, lips curled into a small, disarmingly warm, smile as he lifted his head.
"It's so lovely to meet you."
––The third and most encompassing thought you had on The Domo the day, was of him.
Druig.
In addition to celestial energy and your natural athleticism, the gift of precognition was perhaps your greatest asset in battle, one that often put you on par with Makkari.
Where she could outmanoeuvre herself out of any situation with her speed, your foresight gave the team the upper-hand to strike Deviant nests before the creatures would even decide to attack first.
Ironically, it seemed that for all you could see the future, seIdom could you recall the past.
You could not remember whether or not you had kin waiting for you back at Olympia, or if there was a special someone waiting for your return.
Instead, where you imagined the comforting embrace of a mother you had come to picture Ajak, with her kind eyes, soft touch and motherly affection. She had guided you many times, had offered you redolent views and insights so you could learn to understand the world around you.
When you thought of the proud smiles of the great Gilgamesh and mighty Thena after an intense training session, you thought of how mortals considered the kin before them and found yourself honored you had your very own Uncle and Aunt to learn from.
And when you thought of the rest–of Sersi and Ikaris, side-by-side and in their own little world; of Sprite and Kingo, often causing mischief amongst the mortals; and Phastos and Makkari, always sating their burning curiosity–you thought of how too few mortals could say they had this many siblings, and how colorless your mission would've been without them.
Of course, at the centre of what was slowly becoming your universe, was Druig.
From the very first time you had met, there was something about the brooding-Eternal that endeared him to you, and supposedly, you to him.
After your initial introduction he had become a constant presence in your life, always seeking you out in the quiet corners of The Domo, to moments of reprieve between battle and chaos. Teasing. Touching. Always falling back into orbit as though you were twin stars, destined to gravitate towards the other.
Beneath changing skies and through the rise and fall of multiple civilisations, falling in love with him felt like the most natural thing in the world.
In fact at times, it almost felt as though in some past life, you’d already loved him befor–
The sky was red, your skin feverish. Still, you tugged at him him, mapping each crevice and plane you’d explored many times before as he did the same.
Desperation made your touch ardent, made his lips linger on the crown of your head even when the contact burned.
“I’ll find you again, [Y/N]” he’d said fiercely, teeth red as blood dribbled down to his chin.
“I’ll find you,” he said more quietly, almost to himself as he settled around you. Your final refuge.
The ground shook again. The dirt splintered with a boom.
Distantly, you thought of Makkari–of how she’d always been quiet–and hoped that she’d manage to outrun it all before you peered up.
Sprite had stopped screaming; Sersi had only started.
The end of the world grew too loud, the chaos turned to white noise but oddly enough you could still hear him.
Druig.
Maybe it was because he was right in front of you, or maybe it’s because you’d always been attuned to his frequency, but as you zeroed in on his laboured breathing, you couldn’t help but rasp:
"And I, yo–
–Beautiful, beautiful, [Y/N], you’re missing the festivities,” his ochre voice said, breaking you out of your reverie as a maelstrom of emotions flooded you.
Maybe I’m ill, you thought, reeling.
Druig had come up behind you, wrapping broad arms around your frame as he nuzzled his face into the curve of your neck.
You could practically feel his sly smile against your skin.
His touch burned.
“Do we bore you that much that you’d rather return to your paints than me, oh great [pseudonym]?"
Shaking yourself from your daze, you lifted your gaze to meet his, swallowing the unease that had lodged itself at the base of your throat with a small smile.
“You could never bore me,” you said immediately, forcefully rolling your eyes as to quell whatever thundered in your chest.
What you had seen, it couldn’t have been the future.
Half-heartedly, you placed the paint brush you’d been holding back with the rest, turning fully to fold yourself properly into his embrace.
Druig, ever attentive, must’ve felt the tension in your frame and sensed the trouble plaguing your mind because gently, he pressed his lips to your head.
It was his way of grounding you, you knew, his way of comforting you when words failed him.
“I know,” he hummed after a moment, brushing his fingers along the curve of your back.
His touch, this time, tingled pleasantly.
“Let’s get back to the others then, shall we?” he continued, unwinding his arms as to hold out a hand.
You knew he wanted to ask what had happened, knew he wanted you to lay your burdens bare before him.
But Druig was Druig, and while he was often snarky, he was not unkind.
This was not the first time you had seen something unpleasant, something horrifying.
You would talk, later, when the festivities had ended and you could confess what you’d seen between fine sheets and in the comfort of your room.
But for now, all you wanted to do was forget what you’d seen. And because Druig loved you, he’d make it happen.
“Kingo’s promised a woman you’ll sculpt a statue in her like,” he baited, almost slyly. It was a no-doubt way to do exactly as you wanted.
Fondness swelled in your chest at his meddling and at him, and laughing, you slotted your hand within his.
On papyrus paper the size of a crate of wine, you had painted a red sky. A burning field. Two people, lost in the flames, at the very centre of it all.
And further,
further,
further in the back–
a hand emerging from the Earth.
#druig x reader#eternals#mcu eternals#mcu fanfiction#mcu#eternals!reader#makkari#ajak#thena#gilgamesh#sprite#sersi#ikaris#kingo#phastos#druig#eternals x reader#eternals x you#eternals x y/n#mcu x reader#eternals imagine#mcu x you#intothemultifandom
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SOME BLOG INFO (FAQ)
*Requests are open*
Argus, what fandoms do you write for?
Marvel
Star Wars
Supernatural
COD(specifically for the 141 boys and co.)
TVD/The Originals
The Last Of Us
Dragon Age Series
Game Of Thrones
Shameless
*These are just a handful of fandoms but I'm always willing to add more, Got a special request? just ask and I'll see what I can do!*
Argus, who are you writing for? What Can I Request?
I'm writing mainly for male readers and gender-neutral readers, my posts will cater to those two demographics unless I decide to take on something special.
I will take requests for the following:
smut
angst
fluff
headcanons
drabbles
series
comfort
AU's
And more!
Argus, how often will you be posting?
As often as I can hopefully, Writing has always been a hobby of mine so I'll do my best to be consistent but I may be tied up with work and school sometimes so I'll let y'all know when things may take a little longer to finish up.
Argus, is there anything off limits?
There sure is reader! Here's just a short list of some things I wont write about:
Real People
Incest
Underage Characters/Minors
Gore
Offensive/Harmful material
Pedophilia
*If you're unsure about a request you can always just ask, these are just a few things I am uncomfortable with writing and I'll always let you know what I'm willing to write.*
#male reader insert#gender neutral reader#ikaris x male reader#ghost x male reader#blog rules#thefizzyprince#mw2 x reader#konig x male reader#x male reader#lgbtq#blog info#Cullen x male!reader#lip gallagher x reader#cal kestis x reader#x gn reader#din djarin x male reader#agent whiskey x you#klaus mikaelson x reader#imagine#one shot#steve harrington x male reader#anakin skywalker x reader#jon snow x reader#joel miller x male reader#dean x you
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Our Love is Eternal-Chapter 2
Previous Chapter
Pairing(s): Ikaris x fem!Elemental!Reader; Sersi x Dane Whitman
Word Count: 5.0k words
Chapter Summary: Ikaris continues to reminisce of the love you two shared while Sersi is about to meet an old friend
Warning: slight angst, overload of fluff, Sersi mentally cursing, past natural violence, mention of abusive childhood, past violence
Author's Note: Once again, a special thank you to the one and only @valeskafics for kindly agreeing to being my beta despite her insanely busy schedule! I could not have continued this fic (or any of my fics) without your help! Also thank you to everyone who decided to keep reading my works, I cannot tell you enough how grateful I am for all the likes and reblogs! I sincerely apologize for how long this chapter took, it is shorter than the last one. I'm trying to see if making my chapters shorter, I can post more frequently. Hope you enjoy this chapter! Be kind and like, reblog, and/or comment if you want me to continue!
“Ikaris…Ikaris…”
It’s you. You were calling out to him.
Ikaris reaches out to hold you, to press your frame against his for a single moment of bliss to fight the ocean of misery that had been his life since you left him. He feels your body shaking, and he looks down to see tears streaming down your cheeks.
“Ikaris, I love you.” You swore to him.
Why are you crying?
“I love you so much.”
Do you?
“I’m sorry; I’m so, so sorry.”
Then stay – please just stay.
“Please, I’m begging you. Just forget me.”
My cruel darling, how could you ask such a thing from me? How could you even think of mocking my pain with such an impossible favor?
“Forget our vow, just be free of me.”
If forgetting you is freedom, then let me be damned by your haunting.
And then he woke up, and once more you were gone.
Opening his eyes only to see that the sun had not risen yet, Ikaris stretched his tired muscles before rubbing his face to loudly groan at the idea of going through another tedious day of pretending to be human. Looking at the clock on his left bedside, he sees that it was only 4:42 am. Despite not needing to meet Sersi until at least 10, he knew that there was little point in attempting to sleep again. Instead, he decided to take a quick run to hopefully get his mind off you. He would have flown, but he felt the need to purposely limit himself to distract himself. Quickly getting dressed in a navy-blue cotton compression tee with black running shorts, he decided to make a route that would start at his building in Hammersmith to around Hyde Park’s perimeter, before returning. Putting a dark-grey hoodie, he quickly put in his ear buds before listening to one of the playlists Sersi made for him when she dragged him to buy a new phone after learning he only carried a flip phone.
Being an Eternal – especially one that can literally fly – there was little point in exercising, as they cannot age, get sick, or physically change. But Ikaris found that it took a tremendous amount of both mental and physical concentration in limiting his physical capabilities to that of an average human male. He learned this when you made fun of his being unable to shoot an arrow from a bow like a human during one of your earlier outings together.
He was grateful that the sun hadn’t risen yet, otherwise he certainly would have gotten some unwanted stares from civilians. While he was running, he tried to keep his head from glancing around the world around him – but it was futile. All he could see was the changes made to the city since its founding. What was once a tiny settlement from the Roman Empire expanded to the bustling metropolis now. By the time his run is over, the sun is rising, his playlist has ended, and he is ripping off his clothes to wash away all the sweat on his body to prepare for the day. He doesn’t bother to wait for the water to heat up before letting it pour against his skin. As the water slowly starts to warm up, he closes his eyes and lets his mind drift off to the entirety of his life.
Ikaris remembered every moment of his seven-thousand-year lifespan on Earth. He remembered everything from the moment he awoke on the Domo, to the first time he spilled the blood of his first deviant, saving that young boy whose father was cruelly devoured by that same monstrosity. He couldn’t claim that he particularly enjoyed his existence, only that he knew he had a purpose to achieve, one bestowed upon him by Arishem. A purpose he intended to fulfill to the best of his abilities and expected the very same by his fellow Eternals. Although the mission had its obstacles, knowing that he was an integral component in carrying out Arishem’s plan for this planet was more than enough to him. According to Ajak, the Grand Celestial was very pleased by their progress and dedication in their faith towards him.
Everything was going smoothly, until a sudden windstorm annihilated one of the settlements, they had been watching over for over a decade. Thankfully none of the humans were harmed, but the destruction was unsettling. Ajak assured both the humans and her children that the storm resulted from the Earth’s evolving climatology. But the storms continued, and the powerful gales were accompanied by heavy rain, followed by constant thunder and lightning. Even worse, the constant downpour of rain caused a rise in water levels, resulting in any settlement close to any water body to be completely flooded beyond repair.
Ajak and Sersi had been completely beside themselves with panic for humanity’s tedious fragility, their tender and soft hearts breaking more and more with each loss of life.
The kind and noble Makkari had fallen into bouts of depression in knowing that her extraordinary speed could only save so many; along with the fact that more links of humanity’s past were lost forever.
Sprite was losing more of her spark and grew more aggravated as she could no longer use her illusions to lift their spirits, camouflaging herself into her surroundings to avoid any interaction.
The ever so cheerful Kingo no longer flaunted their home, and only grew more withdrawn and taciturn.
Thena only continued to train herself harder, growing more agitated by her unquenched thirst for battle, and her self-frustration at her inability to strike the cause of humans’ plight.
Gilgamesh took it upon himself to be her sparring partner and emotional tether when her frustration grew too much.
Phastos had nearly worked himself into a damn stupor in trying to figure out the cause of such calamity, only to discover that the natural disasters could not be considered “natural” at all.
No, to classify the cause as “not natural” was a gross understatement. The chaos that erupted in the Domo in discovering that the abnormal wind patterns were from an all-powerful wind goddess referred to as Zephyr, “Mistress of the Winds.” However, it was not she who was the mastermind of all this destruction. No, that honor belongs solely to you…the younger sister of her most prized protégé who she adored to dote on.
Despite what his other Eternals assumed of him; Ikaris was more than aware of his flaws. He knew that he could be at times overbearing and arrogant, that he can seem unkind and indifferent to humanity he had sworn to protect, that he at times had “tunnel vision” when it came to his mission and was uncompromising, and that he was too easily baited by his fellow eternal and rival Druig. But he could gladly accept all of his faults, if only so that he would be burdened by his greatest weakness, you.
You, who pillaged the land with endless floods and harrowing winds, inflicting more damage upon the humans than any deviant. You, who plagued his mind since the very first time he laid eyes on you over six-thousand years ago on the shores of what is now referred to as the Mediterranean Sea. Ikaris remembered that time well, as he was sent with Ajak and Druig to not only formally announce their presence on Earth, but hopefully form a sort of partnership between them and the offenders. For Ajak to lower herself to ask for permission to meet with you was insulting to say the least, even Druig agreed with him on this matter.
At first glance, Ikaris dismissed you as a spoiled goddess, drunk enough on her otherworldly power to delude her into thinking herself more important than his purpose to Arishem. How could he not, with your fine cerulean silk robes wrapped around your pliant body, further lavished in silver adornments and precious sea stones? It had not been until he looked into your eyes that he was taken back by their intensity and forced to reevaluate his original assessment. Those dazzling, glorious, beckoning (e/c) eyes that stared back at him with such blazing ferocity that he wondered if you were actually a fire demon disguised as a water goddess.
The introductions were fairly straightforward; it was the matter of the “negotiations” that led to the problem. Ajak tried to explain that their mission as the “Eternals” was to protect humanity from the “Deviants” in order to aid them to prosper and evolve. She tried to explain how the flooding is a risk to their mission, and how their creator “Arishem” would bring dire consequences on those who intend to disrupt their assignment to the people of Earth.
You then explained that you did actually care about the “surface walkers.” In your eyes, the moment they left the sea, you held no responsibility over them. What concerned you was the fact that since the “Eternals” arrived on Earth, the deviants had started to target those who relied on your protection. Not only that, but there have been multiple instances of territories being destroyed by strange energy beams. You and your brothers did not fight in a three-thousand-year war to banish your tyrant of a father and restore the sea’s delicate balance only for a band of pretty aliens in shiny tights to ruin it. Stating all of this, you demanded the head of the one who caused so much destruction in return for the flooding to cease.
This is where the discussion got a bit…overzealous on both ends. As Ikaris admitted himself to be the one who could create the energy beams from his eyes – even giving you and your aunt a demonstration by destroying the impressive rock formation behind you into a million tiny pebbles. He then outright demanded that your childish temper tantrum cease, as you and your “people” were not more important than the orders from the Great Celestial Arishem. He told you of how as an Eternal, nothing was more important than the fulfillment of his grand design.
This outraged you to no end, as you slammed the stone table as you quickly stood to meet your opponent’s gaze. You then countered Ikaris by stating that your family and kingdom had existed long before the surface walkers, let alone the Eternals. You went so far to blatantly called him a “puppet” to this Arishem character, for so willingly going along with his so called “grand design.” In your eyes, those who blindly followed a higher being were no different than pawns. And in your experience, pawns were the ones who were always the first to be sacrificed by the masters they followed.
The two of you argued back and forth at one another for what seemed to be hours. Ajak and Lady Zephyr both appeared to be extremely nervous at the heated exchange; while Druig seemed more amused than nervous at the heated discussion. He didn’t want to voice his opinion, but he was intrigued by your honest skepticism. You were clearly someone who believed in proof through action and evidence as opposed to blind faith.
Although, it wasn’t until you torpedoed sea water to Ikaris – no doubt resulting in a concussion and few dozen broken bones, added by you throwing your sandal to his battered face for good measure (leaving a clear red imprint of the shoe that would last for at least an hour) – that truly made you earn the mind controller’s respect. Ikaris would later flush in embarrassment every time Druig told this story to the team, describing in excessive detail how pathetic the Golden Son looked with his armor completely soaked, and how his body was ruined to the point he couldn’t even fly.
However, in learning that your main concern remained in your people’s protection. Ajak suggested that you would aid the Eternals in preventing the deviants from consuming the humans, so long that they provide help to prevent the same from being done to your people as well. Along with that, Ikaris would be much more careful in making sure that his energy beams do not damage any of the ocean reefs.
Despite knowing that this arrangement would be mutually beneficial to both parties, you still had to discuss it with your brothers before a final decision could be reached. However, you assured the Prime Eternal that you would immediately reach out to inform her when a final decision has been made and announce it in person. Ajak countered this by telling you that she would send both Druig and Ikaris as escorts as a symbol of good faith and respect between both families. Although he protested a great deal at the time, Ikaris knew that it was his duty as Ajak’s second-in-command to follow her orders. Looking back, he couldn’t help but feel very grateful for Ajak’s insistence of his company. If she had never done so, he would never have had the opportunity to get to know the beautiful complexity that was you.
Since that meeting, he had to learn to tolerate your quips and pranks. He would be forced to make conversation with you in order to diminish the overwhelming awkward and silent tension. You would be forced to pretend that his company was welcome. He would learn about your complicated relationship with your mother, and the scars you carried from your father. You would apologize for calling him a puppet and admit that you were jealous of his ability to have faith in ideas and places and people he had no recollection of ever meeting before his mission on Earth. He would buy your first loaf of bread and smile fondly at how large your cheeks would get in how much you stuffed them. You would show him how to eat sea grapes raw and laugh at his bewildered reaction and gagging. He would see that beneath all the scars and sarcasm, was a girl who was robbed of any sense of security as a child. You would see that behind the stoicism and preaching, laid a soldier whose faith was his only constant in his role of an observer to constant change.
In a way, you both were not so different from one another. You both were warriors with purpose forced upon them by higher beings with no choice in the matter. You both had to make sacrifices that painted yourselves as strong and hid away the cracks and broken pieces. But somehow, the broken parts of either of you made the most beautiful mosaic when put together. And that made all of the pain worth it.
Ikaris was then brought out of his wistful melancholy at the realization that the warm water had turned icy on his skin. Immediately shutting off faucet, he stepped onto the rug and quickly dried himself before tossing his running clothes into the laundry hamper next to the bidet. He briskly sauntered off to his wardrobe and pulled out his typical daytime casual wear of a black crew neck t-shirt with black jeans and a dark peacoat with black leather Oxfords.
Making an adequate breakfast of toast, eggs, and black coffee; he quickly ate as he watched the boats sail on the river from the view in his flat’s reception room. Glancing at his phone to note the time, he was shocked to find that he had less than fifteen minutes to get to the museum. Although his attendance was in no way expected and necessary today, he made a commitment to his friend and was determined to see it through. He swiftly washed his dishes and checked his home to make sure that nothing could burn, nor flood the apartment while he was away. Taking only his phone and his keys, he locked the door and exited his building. Greeting the daytime porter, Norman, who managed to expertly hail him a cab within seconds. As Ikaris handed Norman a generous tip for his service, he entered the cab before sinking into the seat as he looked at the river to his side.
No matter how pretty the view might have been, no amount of picturesque sunlight could hide the heaps of grime and waste that laid on the bottom of the river floor. While London was never the most hygienic of cities, it has only worsened to an irreversible extent since the dawn of the Industrial Revolution in the 18th century. If Ikaris was grateful for only one thing since your disappearance, it was that you were absent from the horrors he is forced to witness every day. While you were never a fan of England, you and he shared many fond memories of Europe; the time you two spent in the early 3000 BC Scandinavia held an especially special place in his mind.
You knew what snow was, and how it looked – your eldest brother’s domain was in the Artic Circle for Gods’ sake– but you had never been allowed to touch it, let alone play with it. And when you saw a small group of human children throwing snowballs at one another, you decided to make the biggest one you could make before chucking it directly to Ikaris’ face. Ikaris was so taken back by the assault, he barely registered what happened before you decided to throw another aimed at his solar plexus. Naturally, this led to a full-heated battle that lasted for the rest of the day. By the end of it, Ikaris couldn’t remember the last time he felt so young and laughed so hard. In fact, he couldn’t recall smiling so much before meeting you. But as the two of you laid on your backs, watching the stars and moon fill up the night sky, he heard you whisper something that he would never forget.
“These lands must have magic inside its bones.”
Confused, Ikaris wanted you to repeat yourself. But when he turned his head, there were no words. Because there you laid, soft smiles and flushed cheeks; but all he saw were your eyes. In that moment, there were more stars in your eyes than there were in the galaxy. Realizing you were expecting a response. Ikaris thought back to all the stories Sprite told to the humans at banquets and feasts. He would laugh at her made-up tales of magic and themselves as gods.
But if someone like him can laugh and play like a human; if you were by his side laughing with soft smiles, flushed cheeks, and eyes filled with stars; if the two of you can lie on the snow-covered ground as time flies by; then maybe magic truly did exist beyond stories and ideas.
“I think you��re right.”
And he found that he meant it with all his heart.
As Ikaris continued to reminisce about simpler times, he felt a soft mechanical buzzing. Knowing that it was most likely Sersi questioning him of his location, he reached into his pocket to silence the ring without even looking. Not even realizing that he was about to get everything he ever wanted for the last 600 years in the most unexpected way possible.
NATURAL HISTORY MUSEUM, LONDON – ABOUT 30 MINUTES EARLIER
Since Ajak had split the team, and each member had decided to venture off in their own lives, Sersi was determined to continue to live amongst humans. She had seen millions killed by their own hand, but her love for humanity remained steadfast. As she continued to roam, she would live a life with a new role. Sometimes she was a wandering healer who could transform a rock into medicine; other times she would pretend to be a midwife, witnessing first-hand the wonders and joys of life and creation. In this time however, working as a museum scientist to one of the most prestigious institutions in the modern world was thrilling in a different way. She was able to meet so many people from all around the world, not including sharing her knowledge from her early life to the next generation of potential scholars. She may have been terrible with punctuality, but her natural ability to teach had saved her many close calls. However, she made sure to leave her shared flat with Sprite about 30 minutes earlier than usual to meet Dane and finally meet the mysterious historian this morning. But as she prepared herself, she slightly regretted that decision.
Sersi couldn’t remember the last time she was so anxious to meet someone in a professional setting. She loved her job, and she was good at it too. Ever since her first day, she was always in her element. As she walked into her office, she was immediately relieved by the sight of a strong dark figure in a handsome white cover that was sitting on her papers.
“One iced americano with 2 espresso shots and an avocado on toast for you my lady, from yours truly.”
Oh, and Dane was there too!
Sersi chuckled fondly at the sight of her boyfriend as he made a grand sweeping arm gesture to the takeaway feast before her eyes.
“My hero,” she cooed as she held her hand over her chest as she pretended to swoon. “How did know?”
“Well, considering how long we’ve been together,” he started, “I figured that the only way you were going to get here early enough to make a decent impression on our special guest was if you skipped your usual morning meal routine. So, I thought that some caffeine and overpriced toast would be enough to get you through the morning.”
“Well, you thought correctly.” Sersi gave Dane a quick peck on the cheek before walking to her desk and setting her things down. “Isn’t this coffee shop really busy around this time?”
“Yeah, but don’t worry. I’ve got an old schoolmate who works there as the chef. He made sure to set my order aside when I asked him last night.”
“Oh no, was it any trouble?” No matter how sweet the gesture was, Sersi hated the idea of causing trouble for others, especially those she held close to her heart.
“Nah,” Dane quickly reassured her, “I just owe him a pint or two when I next see him for drinks.”
“Well, I’m very grateful for you and your friend.” She stated as she opened the takeaway box, only for her jaw to drop and her eyes to stare back at her human boyfriend.
“You ate it?” The lovely eternal exclaimed in shock and betrayal, but Dane only shrugged while sucking a breath through his teeth.
“Yeah,” he drawled out with his hands in his slacks’ pockets, “I didn’t actually expect you to show up early, and please hear me out before you get angry!” Putting his hands in front of him in an attempt to make peace, “I didn’t want it to go to waste, and I only really ate half of it.” As if pointing out that last bit would grant him any mercy.
But seeing that he crossed a line, Dr. Dane Whitman made sure to save his ultimate weapon for guaranteed forgiveness.
“Forgive me?” He begged, pouting slightly as he pulled out the most pitiful puppy-eyed expression he could manage. Fingers crossed behind his back in hopes that it would work.
“Damn it,” thought Sersi, “he knows I can’t NOT forgive him when he does that.” Whatever defenses Sersi had were always knocked completely down whenever Dane pulled out that expression. It didn’t help that she found his pout incredibly adorable. She sighed in mock defeat.
“Fine,” she conceded, “I suppose that I can forgive you this one time.” Walking over to her mortal lover as she wrapped her arms around his neck, she closed the distance until their lips were a breath apart.
“But don’t ever eat my toast again.” Sersi stated with an expression too serious to be taken seriously.
“Deal,” Dane nodded in mocking serious expression, the ends of his mouth lifting as Sersi leaned in for a kiss. It was almost pitiful how devastated she was when she pulled away to eat the rest of her feast.
“By the way,” she stated after taking a large sip of her coffee to wash down the toast, “Isaac is coming to visit today. To see the historian visiting today.”
“Since when was he interested in nautical folklore and oceanography?”
It was a fair question to ask. Ikaris may have been an ancient immortal being that watched over humanity’s evolution, but Isaac Harris was a man with PhD’s in both Classical and Historical Archeology.
“He just wants to make sure that our time and resources aren’t going to be wasted,” reassured Sersi, “that’s all. But I think he’s more curious to see if I can actually manage to come in before him in anything.”
“Well,” Dane chuckled, “good to know you beat him today at least. But seriously, how are you feeling today?”
“Yeah!” Sersi cheerfully replied, “This wouldn’t be my first rodeo, and knowing that she is closer to our age will help smooth any awkward tension!”
“At the very least, she’s closer to the age I put on my resume,” thought Sersi.
“Good to know at least one of us is confident,” chided Dane to the beautiful Eternal. But his next words were very sincere, “it’s impossible to not adore you though.”
Sersi did genuinely swoon that time. She was surprised that her knees managed to keep her steady. Luckily, the clock above her office’s entrance showed her that they were both dangerously close to being barely early in meeting their guest.
“Well, we better head down now,” she softly stated as she walked toward the door with her incredible boyfriend’s hand locked with hers. “After all, first impressions and punctuality are the things that mean a great deal to us Brits.”
Dane’s smile grew even larger at her terrible joke, “Most of us at least.” And he swore that his morning became ten times better at hearing her laugh on his own.
After what seemed like an eternity of impatient walking in the familiar halls and corridors to finally reach the grand lobby, both Dr. Sersi and Dr. Dane Whitman hurried down the ornate staircase. To their shock and amazement, their mystery guest was already there, standing with their backs turned toward them and staring at the colossal skeleton hanging above her. Reaching the bottom, Sersi felt there was something strange about this person, almost…familiar.
“Hello,” Dane called out, “I am so sorry for making you wait. Although, it’s a huge relief to know that someone of your caliber would find our institution’s Hope to be worthy of your attention. The full story is quite remarkable actually, see she-”
“She was found in 1891, along the Irish coastline,” a hauntingly familiar voice interjected, “judging from the sheer size of the skeleton, I’d say that the fisherman must have gained a fortune by auctioning the corpse. I can’t imagine how long it must have taken the buyer to butcher the meat and boil down the blubber.”
Sersi swore she stopped breathing. It couldn’t be…could it?
It wasn’t until their guest paused to turn and faced the couple that Sersi felt her heart beating more rapidly by the second.
Over 5000 years ago, Sersi met a young woman who came from the sea. The young woman was the product of two great beings, each containing powers that existed before time itself. She lived a hard life, but she grew strong. She learned to control the sea she came from, along with banishing a primordial evil. But with peace came solitude, and with solitude came loneliness. But she eventually found the Eternals, or rather they learned of her. An agreement was brokered between the two parties, and what was an alliance of necessity came a bond willingly forged of fond memories. But around 600 years ago, the young woman disappeared for unknown reasons, and was never seen again.
Until now apparently.
Sersi couldn’t believe her eyes. It was over 600 years ago in Mesoamerica. You had donned your battle armor and unsheathed the blade the finest sea smiths forged in honor of your first kill in the name of your eldest brother’s new empire. Sersi remembered how terrified Ikaris was in that battle; he could not remain by your side since the Deviants were scattered across the region, and you alone had to cover the coastline. It was a brutal battle that day. By the end, your pristine robes were shredded and whatever remained was drenched in tar-like blood. She could see new scars and bruises littered on the skin that peaked through the torn cloth. That steady stance that could only come from a seasoned warrior such as yourself was gone; in fact, you looked less like a warrior and more like a beggar. Your body had taken so much damage that you could only be healed by your second eldest brother. Sersi remembered being terrified of your well-being, but you reassured her that you would soon return. She wept for days after learning from Ajak that you could no longer return.
And yet, here you were! You were right in front of her! Except that it seems you traded your warrior aesthetic for modern business casual. She took in the sight in front of her. You were smartly dressed in a double-breasted blazer with gold buttons over a striped cotton zip sweater, and light-wash straight leg jeans paired with a pair of flat-heeled light brown loafers. The familiar braids you styled daily were replaced with a sleeker, more modern style. She took in your figure, pitifully attempting to find any resemblance between the image of the woman before her and the memory of her friend who she thought was gone. The only thing that confirmed your identity to her was the lapis lazuli charm attached to a gold chain around your neck.
“It matches his eyes.” You told her when showing her the gift Ikaris gave all those years ago.
As if sensing that Sersi finally confirmed your identity for herself, you gave out a warm smile.
“Hey Sersi,” you cheerfully stated, “it’s been a while huh?” You walked forward and wrapped your arms around her to give her a tight hug.
Reciprocating your embrace, Sersi had only one thought going through her head as she warmly greeted you back.
“You bitch.”
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head cannon for Roman demigod - Reggie Mantle x Male Reader
Say Love - Hailee Steinfeld X Male Reader
Under the dusk- Hailee Steinfeld x Male Reader (SMUT)
Big Roles - Hailee Steinfeld x Male Reader
Hailee Steinfeld fluff alphabet
Desperate for the night - Hailee Steinfeld x Male Reader
Keystone - Hailee Steinfeld x Male Reader
Let me sleep with the lights off - Hailee Steinfeld x Male Reader
headcannons for Emma Frost, Laura Kinney, Illyana Rasputin, and Kitty Pyrde being caught cheating by Reader
Being the New Spider-Man and dating Mayday Parker would include.
Laura Kinney, Emma Frost, and Jubilee jealous headcanon
Headconon for being the supreme sorcerer (who has a similar origins to Doctor Strange) and dating Zatanna
Natural Lights - Male Reader/Son X Poison Ivy & Harley Quinn
I will never confess my sins - Yandere Edward Cullen x Male reader
Shadow Flame - Male Reader x Hela
Head Cannon with yandere Hela and her S/O
Hela Yandere Alphabet.
The crown of thorns is heavy - Son! Reader x Hela
With throns to show - Hela x Female Reader G!P (SMUT)
Earth isn’t that bad - Hela x Male Reader
Love on its own - Rogers!Male Reader x Bucky Barnes
Circles - Bucky Barnes x Male Reader
Love Snow - Bucky Barnes x Male Reader
Playboys - Male Reader x Tony Stark x Bucky Barnes x Steve Rogers x Ikaris (SMUT)
Let the sun be lonely - Bucky Barnes x Reader
Newcastle - Merman!Bucky Barnes x Male Reader
Being Bucky Barnes’s boyfriend in the 1940s would include...
Lay back. - Dean Winchester x Male Reader (SMUT)
Faster - Dean Winchester X Male Reader (SMUT)
It begins somewhere - Midnight x Male Reader (SMUT & Mommy Kink)
Light on my ego - Denki Kaminari and Eijiro Kirishima & Male Reader x Naito Monoma x Hitoshi Shinso (SMUT)
Trance Love - Male Reader x Freya Allan
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