Ikaris x Artemis’s daughter!eternal!reader Eternals x fem!reader
Warnings: angst, swearing, bad english, mature themes, mention of death, 18+ scene
Words:3.5k+
Hey guys! So, I don’t see many Ikaris x reader fanfics and I decided to write a series. Unfortunately, English isn’t my native language!! Forgive me for grammatical errors and probably wrong use of some words. I liked the idea of this fic and I tried my best to write it. Hope you like it .
“Excuse me,” I began as I approached the clerk of my favorite tiny hole-in-the-wall bookstore I’d discovered one rainy day, the lithe elderly man smiling up at me. I felt bad about not remembering his name, given my weekly visits to the shop, but his friendliness quickly shooed all worry out of my mind. “Could you help me find something? I’m looking for a good book on ancient Babylon, but i have no idea where to start.”
“Hmm, Babylon…are you a student?” He asked with a smile, curious about my inquest. I shook my head and shrugged with a smile.
“Nope, just curious is all.” He huffed out a chuckle and fixed his glasses that slid too far down his nose, leaving his seat at the counter to guide me to the proper section.
Hello Loves!! Here is chapter six of Willow! The series master list is my pinned post if you would like to catch up with the series!
Ikaris x female!reader
Minors do not interact!!!
Warnings: Battle, fighting, mentions of blood, genocide, and pregnancy.
WC: 1956
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In an instant, Ikaris’ body is shielding yours from the collapsing walls.
As the dust began to settle, several figures began to emerge, bringing with them a sense of unsettable dread.
As Ikaris helps you up, one of the invaders walks forwards.
“Hear me and rejoice,” he says, “You are about to die at the hands of the Children of Thanos. Be thankful, that your meaningless lives are now contributing to-“
“I’m sorry, Earth is closed today, maybe you should come back tomorrow?” Tony suggests.
The invader looks at Tony, before flicking his hand, sending Tony crashing into a wall.
“Rude.” Tony wheezes as he stumbles onto his feet. Tapping the middle of his chest, Tony is suddenly in the Iron Man armor.
“Do you really want to do this? We have like fifteen guys, you have like four? It’s a little uneven don’t you think?”
Not even sparing Tony a look, the Squidward looking dude snapped his fingers at one of the Thanos supporters and pointed his finger at Strange.
“Get the stone Obsidian.”
Swinging his bat, Obsidian starts to make his way towards Strange. Suddenly a vine shots forward, wraps around it, before pulling it from his grasp.
Ikaris turns towards you, you shrug before taking the bat and tossing it towards Dane, “Will this work?”
Dane grins, “Close enough.”
During the battle, Ikaris tries his best to keep an eye on you, but it seemed you had a good grip on things. Entrapping Thanos’ followers in vines, caging them in wooden prisons.
The battle had been going in their favor, until Obsidian had managed to knock out Ajak and Tony. With them down, and the others becoming battle weary, Thanos’ followers managed to get an upper hand on the Avengers.
Ikaris knew there was no way you would let Maw get the stone, but he didn’t think that you would throw yourself in front of Dr. Strange, after Maw had broken out of his wooden prison.
Maw tossed you away like a rag doll.
Ikaris rushed to your side, but not before blasting Maw as he tried to take the Eye of Agamotto.
Kneeling beside you, Ikaris, examined the cut on your forehead.
Disorated, you tried to sit up, but Ikaris held you down.
“It’s okay, you’re okay.” Although it feels like he was reassuring himself instead of you.
Glancing up, it looks as though the Avengers were almost defeated but Dane takes Obsidian’s bat and knocks out Maw.
Sprite let out a low whistle “looks like you knocked him out cold.”
Dane shrugs, “ Like I said, a complicated family history.”
“Which would you care to explain?” Sersi fixes Dane with a look, one that Ikaris knew all too well. The look he had seen many times from you both, the one that meant he was in trouble. “Darling, can I sit up now please?” You squeeze Ikaris’ hand. Ikaris grumbles but allows you to sit up with his help.
“Well you see,” Dane begins “dating all the way back to the Knight of the Round Table, for generations my family has held up the mantle of the Black Knight.”
Sprite looks at Sersi, “I told you he was keeping secrets.”
“You thought he had a secret wife and children!?”
“Same difference.” Sprite says nonchalantly.
Having captured Maw, Tony glances back at the ship that Thanos’ followers had come from.
“Wanna hijack a ship?” He shrugs.
“Yes!?!” Peter exclaims.
“I bet they were on their way to meet Thanos after getting the time stone.” Nat said softly. “But where?”
“It doesn’t matter,” Maw snarled, “You’ll never win.”
“Where is Thanos going?” Ikaris snapped.
“Where it all started.” Maw starred at Ajak.
Ajak’s expression grew somber. “He’s going to Titan, he’s going to the planet Titan.
“Then what are we waiting for? Let’s take their ship and take Thanos out.” Tony exclaimed.
“What about Wakanda? Steve’s expecting us to be there and we can’t leave Vision vulnerable.” You finally speak up.
“Vormir still has the soul stone,” Bruce said quietly.
“We also can’t leave the Scantum unoccupied.” Wong stated.
“Okay, okay. We can split up.” Tony waved his hand.
“Strange, you’re with me, the kid, Ajak, and you three .” Tony said while pointing at Kingo, Sprite, and Sersi. “Bruce, you can go to Vormir. The rest can go to Wakanda.”
“Wong can stay and guard the Sanctorum.” Strange nodded.
“So can Y/N.” Ikaris spoke up.
“What?! No, I want to stay with you.” You say.
“Y/N,” Ikaris pulled you aside, “I can’t have you out there on the front, it’s too dangerous. I won’t be able to focus, I’ll be too distracted trying to figure out what’s happening with you.”
“But-“
Ikaris shushes you before pulling you into a hug, crushing you against his chest, he whispers to you “Please stay here with Wong, please Love.”
“Okay,” you whisper, “I’ll stay here.”
“Thank you” Ikaris brushed his lips against yours before leading you back to the group.
When you two had made it back to the group, Sprite informed him that Dane had decided to stay with you and Wong.
Tony’s group was the first to depart, taking Maw with him. Ikaris’ group was the last to depart, watching to make sure that you, Dane, and Wong had gotten to the Sanctorum safely through one of Wong’s portals.
The journey to Wakanda didn’t take long. Once Ikaris and the others had arrived, Nat led them to Steve Rogers and Sam Wilson.
“Captain Rogers” Phastos stepped forward to greet him. Steve grasped his hand, “Nat said she had friends joining us. Although She didn’t mention how many there would be.”
“This is only half of them.” Nat grinned.
“Well we need all the help we can get, thank you for being here.” Steve replied.
“Introductions will have to wait,” Sam stepped forward. “Thanos’ army is already en route to Wakanda.”
“Sam is right, the goal is to protect the Golden City and Vision. We cannot let Thanos get the Mind Stone.”
“Steve,” Nat nodded her head towards Phastos “That’s Phastos, he’s inventer, I’m sure he can help Shuri.”
“This true?”
“I would be honored.”
“Members of the Dora Milaje can lead you there then.” A new voice interrupted the group.
“King T’Challa.” Steve performed the wakandan salute, and the rest followed.
“Hello,” T’Challa turned to the members of the Dora Milaje behind him. “ Take Mr. Phastos to my sister’s lab and have him help in any way he can. Then meet us on the field, outside of the city.”
T’Challa turned towards Steve, “The Golden City and the rest of Wakanda has already been evacuated, and all of her defenses engaged. When they get here, we’ll be ready.”
“Let’s go then.”
“Someone get this man a shield, “ T’Challa shouts.
Later if you asked him about the battle, Ikaris would mostly draw blanks.
Rogers and his team held the upper hand for precisely the first hour of the battle. Ikaris flew through the air, blasting Outriders before they could reach the inner defenses. Thena proved herself worthy of the title “Goddess of War”, once again, taking down multitudes of the creatures before they could blink.
Then the tide of the battle changed, and the final storm had rolled in. Gilgamesh, Makkari, and most of Rogers’ team had been grounded. Ikaris could feel himself growing weary. Once the Outriders had breached the outer border, it became top priority to stop them before they could invade the city walls. Ikaris began to fear that Earth had fallen to the same ill-fate as Ikaris’ home planet. But then a brilliant light beamed down from the sky, scattering the Outriders. To Ikaris’ delight, Thor, a raccoon(?), and a tree creature (??) stepped out of the light. Single handley, Thor destroyed a large number of the Outriders with a single beam of lightning from his weapon, before joining Rogers’ army and the others.
With the sudden arrival of Thor and his companions, the tide of the battle began to recede. Wakanda and the avengers slowly regained their advantages over the Outriders.
Ikaris’ hope that this finally might end, was quickly squashed when he saw that Obsidian himself joined the battle, and the Outsider dropships had released Threshers.
It was then the arrival of Bruce Banner, that Ikaris felt that there was completely no way to win.
Shouting to him, “Where’s the stone?” Bruce only replied with “I wasn’t enough.”
The Threshers were getting closer and closer to the city, the Outriders were multiplying before Ikaris’ eyes. Wanda had abandoned her position long ago, trying to protect Nat and a member of the Dora Milaje. She lifted the Threshers and threw them towards the Outriders, crushing thousands of them.
“Vision is compromised.” Ikaris heard Sam scream, following his instructions Ikaris flew towards the woods.
It was then Ikaris’ blood filled with ice, he turned around and there he was. Wearing a glittering gauntlet with beautiful stones.
It was with both of their glances towards Vision, Ikaris knew exactly what he was thinking.
With silent prayer that his wife would always be safe and protected, no matter what his fate in the outcome of the battle would be, Ikaris threw himself at Thanos.
Fighting Thanos was much more difficult than fighting a deviant, Ikaris figured fighting him would be what it was like to fight a fellow Eternal. But Ikaris could hold his own well enough. Thanos delivered several punches to Ikaris face. Nose dripping, Ikaris flew into the air, hauling Thanos up with him. Throwing Thanos towards the ground, he blasted him with his eyes. Thanos didn’t have time to process before Ikaris hauled him again, punching him squarely in the face.
“You fight well, I respect that. What are you, maybe you’re from Asgard?”
“I am an Eternal.”
Thanos knew what an Eternal was, how couldn’t he? He had probably grown up hearing tales about Olympia and Titan.
“You know I destroyed your planet? Your people didn’t stand a chance. They fought bravely, of course. But even they, even my cousins who should be as powerful as me, barely made it an hour into battle.”
“It’s a good thing, I’m here then, eh?”
“Maybe so.”
Thanos grinned, “But not today.” And he stabbed Ikaris with a curved dagger, and drew the blade upward. Throwing his body aside, Thanos began to make his way towards Wanda, who had destroyed the Mind Stone. Staggering to his feet, Ikaris attempted to fight Thanos once more, blasting him once again. Thanos only tsked and batted him aside like a butterfly.
Hauling himself up again, Ikaris slowly inched forward, his left hand holding his insides in, as his blood dripped into the dirt. With the last of his will, Ikaris threw himself onto Thanos’ back, his free hand digging into Thanos’ eye, his eyes blasting Thanos’ wrist, attempting to separate the gauntlet from the arm. Thanos’ howled in pain. Jerking around, Thanos attempted to throw Ikaris from his back, but Ikaris only held on tighter. Screaming with frustration Thanos ripped Ikaris from his back and threw him into the ground.
“You’ll pay for that.” Thanos seethed. And then he picked Ikaris up and slammed his head into the nearest rock.
Ikaris blacked out.
Ikaris awoke hours later, his torso bandaged heavily. Nat was there, with tears in her eyes.
“What happened?” He asked groggily.
“We lost.” Nat whimpered.
Ikaris’ heart sunk.
Then he noticed that it was not you in the room, but instead Nat.
“Nat, where’s Y/N?”
Nat could only sob.
“Natalia, where is my wife?” Ikaris urgently asked again.
“She’s gone. Peter’s gone. Sam’s gone. Half the Eternals. They’re all just gone. They just disappeared.”
Hello loves! I have a sneak peak for the next chapter of Willow for you! I know it’s been a while but this chapter is done, it just needs edited! Thank you! Enjoy! Catch up with Willow, it’s my pinned post!
Minors do not interact, Ikaris x female!reader, no reader description.
Warnings: Battle lol, not edited rip
In an instant, Ikaris’ body is shielding yours from the wall collapsing inwards.
As the dust begins to settle, several figures emerge from the ship that had crashed into the compound.
As Ikaris helps you up, one of the invaders walks forwards.
“Hear me and rejoice,” he says, “You are about to die at the hands of the Children of Thanos. Be thankful, that your meaningless lives are now contributing to-“
“I’m sorry, Earth is closed today, maybe come back tomorrow?” Tony suggests.
The invader simply looks at Tony, before flicking his hand, sending Tony crashing into a wall.
“Squidward, how rude.” Tony wheezes as he stumbles onto his feet. Tapping the middle of his chest, the Iron Man suit entraps his body.
“Do you really want to do this? We have like fifteen guys, you have like four?. It’s a little uneven don’t you think?”
Not even sparing Tony a look, the Squidward looking dude snapped his fingers at the other Thanos supporter and pointed his finger at Strange.
“Get the stone Obsidian.”
Swinging his bat, Obsidian starts to make his way towards Strange. Suddenly a vine shots forward,
wraps around it, before pulling it from his grasp.
Ikaris turns towards, you shrug before taking the bat and tossing it towards Dane, “Will this work?”
Dane grins, “Close enough.”
During the battle, Ikaris tries his best to keep an eye on you, but it seemed you had a good grip on things. Entrapping Thanos’ followers in vines, caging them in wooden prisons.
The battle had been going in their favor, until Obsidian had managed to knock out Ajak and Tony. With them down, and the others becoming battle weary, Thanos’ followers managed to get an upper hand on the Avengers.
Summary: After what happened during the Emergence, the reader finds it hard to sleep as the events haunt them. Druig finds them awake and provides comfort. Reader is an eternal and gender neutral.
Warnings: Grief and guilt, mostly comfort.
Word Count: 1450
A/N: I didn’t think I’d be able to crank one out this week since it’s been so hectic but I couldn’t stop thinking about a certain Eternal ;)
It’s the middle of the night and you’re wide awake. You’re lying in bed staring blankly at the darkened ceiling above you, hoping by some miracle that you’ll finally doze off. Your body is physically exhausted, but your brain won’t turn off. You try to close your eyes but haunted images of the past spring to mind and you open them again. You sigh, knowing tonight was another lost cause.
You turn your head to look at your sleeping boyfriend. Druig sleeps by your side undisturbed as he’s been asleep for a while now. You study his peaceful face and smile knowing it isn’t often he gets a moment of peace. You lean over and gently kiss his head before you decide to leave. You carefully remove Druig’s arm from around your waist and, making sure he’s still asleep, you slip out of your bedroom.
You walk through your apartment and turn on only a few lights to make your way to the kitchen. All the while your mind won’t stop racing with memories but you try to focus on the room around you and remind yourself of where you are.
To occupy your time, you decide to make some tea to attempt to calm yourself down. Sometimes it’s able to settle your nerves and right now you could really use it. Your movements are sluggish as you ready the kettle onto the stove. You’re reminded of the expression “a watched pot never boils” but since you have nothing else to do, you stare at it anyway.
That’s when you start to feel yourself slipping. Images of fire, destruction, and death play before you while the echoes of cries and fighting ring in your ears. You grip the countertop and just when you start to panic, you hear, “Y/N?”
You freeze and turn your head before relaxing as you see Druig. You watch him trudge into the living space. He rubs his eyes and the image is adorable. He blinks up at you and says in a groggy voice, “What are you doing?”
He looks just out of sleep, his eyes are half-lidded. You start to feel guilty knowing you probably woke him. “I’m sorry, love,” you say. “I didn’t mean to wake you.”
Druig trudges over to you and lazily wraps his arms around you as you continue to face the kettle. “I woke up and you weren’t there,” he murmurs against your neck before placing a soft kiss there.
“Sorry,” you mumble, remembering how peaceful he looked.
He shakes his head and you feel the movement on your neck and shoulder. “Don’t be,” he says and you turn your head to look at him. “I was dreaming of you anyway.” He winks at you and you laugh softly, looking back at the kettle as your expression melts back into a straight face. You see him frown out of the corner of your eye.
“So, why are you up?” he asks you. You shrug your shoulders, not wanting to concern him and not wanting to talk about it either.
“Couldn’t sleep,” you say, your eyes not meeting his.
“Again?” he whispers, softly. You bite your lip. Druig’s been aware of your sleeping problem for a while now, though you try your best not to wake him. You haven’t told him what the cause is. You don’t want to admit to it out of fear. You don’t want him to know how weak you are. You’re supposed to be an eternal, but you feel no different than a human, despite your gift. Druig leans back which brings your attention back to the present. He places his hands on your hips and tugs at you to face him. You relent.
“You know you can talk to me, right?” he says, his eyes filled with nothing but love. You open your mouth to answer when the kettle starts screaming. You turn around to take it off the stovetop.
“Do you want any?” you ask, avoiding the previous topic for now. You know he notices but he doesn’t push you on the subject.
Instead he replies, “Sure.”
You distract yourself by pouring you both some tea, ignoring Druig’s stare for now. “Do you want to sit on the couch?” Druig asks once the drinks are made. You nod. He takes your hand and gently pulls you along to the couch where you both sit down. You finally look at him and you see such a soft look in his eyes that you let go of your worries for a moment.
After a while of silence, Druig puts down his mug and asks, “What’s going on?” You feel so vulnerable in front of him and in the moment, you feel like you can open up. But when you try to speak, you feel tears prick at your eyes and your breath catches. You shake your head and cover your face in your hands.
“Hey, hey, it’s okay,” he says, pulling you into a hug. You grip onto him tightly and he places one hand on your head, the other rubbing your back. The sound of his heartbeat soothes and reassures you as tears roll down your face.
When your breathing calms down, you say, “I could have saved them.” Druig pulls apart from you and looks confused before understanding crosses his face. Ever since you lost three members of your family, so quickly after surviving together for years, everything’s felt different.
“I should have been able to save them, Druig,” you say. “I mean, what’s the point of these fucking powers if I can’t even save my family?” Your lip quivers. “I-I’m supposed to be able to see the future but I can’t even control my own visions. Maybe I’ve grown weaker.”
“You’re not weak,” Druig says, softly.
“Then why do I feel so helpless?” you whisper. “Ever since we lost them, first Ajak, then Gilgamesh e-even Ikaris, I haven’t felt the same. I feel so heavy all the time, and I can’t even sleep. I find myself losing control over my abilities, I keep slipping in and out of reality. I don’t know what’s happening to me, Druig.” You release a sob as you finally let out what’s been eating at you.
Druig tilts your chin up to look at him. “What you’re feeling is grief, love,” he says. “Everyone deals with it differently. That doesn’t make you any weaker.” You shake your head. “It’s true. And that grief is also making you feel guilty.”
“Because I could have–”
“Y/N,” he says so calmly that you stop to look at him. “It’s not your fault. It’s not.” A shaky breath escapes your lips as another tear falls past your cheek. He’s right. You know he’s right. And yet… “There’s nothing you could have done. You can’t blame yourself.”
You have never been able to see the future of an eternal. Just like Druig can’t mind control them. You both feel guilty having a power and not being able to use it to save someone. You look at Druig and realize that he might not just be talking to you at that moment. You lean your forehead against his and place your hand on his cheek.
“It’s not your fault either, you know,” you whisper. He looks at you, a little taken aback.
“I don’t–”
“Druig.” He pauses. He takes a few moments before nodding.
“Yeah. Yeah, you’re right,” he says. He takes your hand and for a moment, you just relish in the fact that you have someone who understands you and is there for you. You squeeze his hand and he squeezes back.
“But you shouldn’t bottle your feelings up like that,” Druig says. You sigh and nod.
“You’re right.”
“Next time, talk to me,” he says. “Don’t ever be afraid to tell me how you’re feeling. I’m here for a reason, you know.” You giggle at his teasing.
“Okay, I promise next time I’ll come to you,” you say.
“Good. I promise to do the same.”
“You better,” you say. You drape your arms around his neck. “Cause I know where you live. You can’t escape me.”
He laughs. “Wouldn’t dream of it,” he smirks and gives you a quick peck on the lips which gets a laugh out of you. He then stands up and holds out his hand. “Shall we go back to bed?”
“We shall,” you say with a smile on your face as you take his hand. You walk back to the bedroom and get yourselves back into bed. That night, you had the best night of sleep you’d had in a while.
a/n: I got a request in my inbox for an unrequited love fic for druig, it was the same request that @tokkiotears received. I made sure to discuss this with her to see if it was okay if I went through with the request even though our stories would obviously be different and she let me know it was okay so yeah! I know there’s a ton of unrequited love fics for druig out there but considering the requests were the exact same I wanted to cover my basis!
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