#Ikaris Drabble

[ancientevangelions]

You know how Hikari cooks too, right? Asuka comes back home from having girl time with some pastries Hikair had made. Shinji sees them and he's like "wait hold on a minute, someone else is cooking for you?". And then the next day he's making a bunch of pastries for breakfast

Shinji expresses his fear to Toji. "Asuka keeps coming home with bundles of sweets and I have no idea who is making them for her. Toji I think she's seeing someone."

"Good, maybe she'll leave us alone." Toji replies, while popping a cookie in his mouth. Shinji notices this cookie looks just like the one Asuka had this morning.

"Toji... You don't bake right?" Shinji asks.

"Hikari has been spoiling him with sweets and bento lately." Kensuke smirks, "She's been working non-stop to make Toji all his favourites, must be nice to have a girl like that."

Toji's face turns red. "Shut up Kensuke!"

Shinji breathes a sigh of relief. It's Hikari making food with Asuka, he's safe for now.

[cdragons]

From the Beginning - A Persephone!Eternal Reader & Hecate!Eternal Reader Drabble

Pairings: Persephone!Eternal Reader & Hecate!Eternal Reader, ft. Sephia x Ikaris, and Kaetlyn x Druig Word Count: 1.1k Summary: A lil' drabble idea to show how it all started for our favorite thinker and fighter, and how they would soon change everything for everyone. Warning(s): none it's so fluffy Notes: Once again, thank you to the most wonderful beta reader a new fanfic writer can ask for in the history of everything, @valeskafics! She is an incredibly kind and patient human and one of the best and most incredible fanfic writers for HOTD, GOT, and the Ewanverse on Tumblr! If you love any of Ewan Mitchell's works or are a fan of GOT/HOTD, I highly recommend checking her blog out! You will not regret it! Also, the BIGGEST thank you and shout of love to @ethereal-athalia, my good man in the storm, I have never clicked so well with someone on this platform when it came to crazy ideas, and thanks to her, I can write out my ideas and share them on this site! If you want to read more from this AU, please click on this masterlist!

“It is time,” were the first words uttered that would mark the beginning of a mission that would change their lives forever. Long gone were their lives on their home planet, Olympia. Now, their only priority was their mission on the planet Earth.  

Twelve individuals stood from their seats and made their way to their positions that marked their roles in humanity’s growth. Six on one side, and six on the other.  

Six Eternals would serve as “fighters,” protecting humanity from the hideous creatures that threatened their feeble existence known as “Deviants.”  

The other six would take on their roles as “thinkers,” guiding humanity to evolve in their intelligence so that they would be able to create wonders without assistance.  

But regardless, “thinker” or “fighter,” each Eternal was blessed with abilities that would play an integral role for their mission. Each Eternal stood in their place, golden streams of celestial energy encompassed their bodies as they could now wear the armor that marked their Olympian origins and culture.  

With their bodies equipped, and minds ready, each Eternal made their way to gaze out from the many windows that their starship, the Domo, was built with in preparation for their travel.  

As each Eternal introduced themselves to one another, hoping to gain common ground with the team to settle rattled nerves, only two individuals had no need for introduction. 

As one Eternal gazed out the Domo - bereft at the sight of the planet where her new life would begin – she wondered if Earth would ever be home the way Olympia had been to her despite her having no true memory of it. She wondered if her abilities would prove useful, and she was worried that she would be incapable of making any friends. Luckily, that fear would be one that would pass very, very soon. 

“Sephia!” 

Her name was all she heard before arms encased by iridescently dark blue with pearly ivory entwining into celestial bodies that wrapped around her nimble but powerful form. A wide smile grew as she registered the familiarity of the voice.  

It was Kaetlyn, her very best friend.  

Instant relief filled her body as she shifted her body to return the hug. Sephia’s joy knew no bounds as she realized that she would at least be in the company of one of the greatest warriors Olympia had ever produced. But even without her arrows, Kaetlyn was the best person Sephia could think of for as long as she remembered. The fact that she left her home and was aboard with too many strangers no longer mattered to her. So long as her beloved Kaet was by her side, Sephia would get through anything that came her way. It was if their bond was testified and bound by the stars themselves. 

“Aren’t you so excited? Look at it! It’s so beautiful! I wonder what sites we’ll see!”  

As Kaetlyn’s curiosity grew, so did her excitement. Her voice could hardly contain the sheer ecstaticity that was flowing throughout her entire body. The next words that escape her would mark the shadow archer’s true intentions.  

“Think of all the adventures we’ll have,” she whispered out so that only Sephia would be able to hear her, “The stories we’ll be able to tell!”  

If Kaetlyn was known for anything besides her skills in combat, it was her insatiable curiosity. For as long as Sephia had known her, Kaetlyn was never ever satisfied with only knowing whatever she currently knew. She always wanted to know MORE. Sephia smiled at a memory of Kaet once explaining to her that it was her solemn oath that she would never EVER be satisfied with only what anyone gave her, and that she’d always find her way to learn more. That oath felt like it was from a lifetime ago. 

These words were from another lifetime, in more ways than one. But that will come to light at another time. 

But despite Kaetlyn’s contagious excitement, dread began to course through Sephia’s veins. As her nerves began to eat at her, Sephia couldn’t help but pick at her fingers. A horrible habit that would always result in inflamed tissue, bleeding, and ugly scars.  

“I’m scared,” she timidly replied, eyes turned away so that she wouldn’t let her friend see her cowardice. “What if the life forms on this planet are horrible? What if they are beyond help?” As Sephia continued to list her concerns, Kaetlyn understood that it wasn’t the fear of others that terrified Sephia, it was the idea that she would be of no use to Arishem’s grand design. 

“It will be alright Seph,” Kaet declared in a tone that filled herself with confidence and Sephia with reassurance, “After all, as long as we’re together, nothing will be too terrible.” 

“…I suppose that’s true,” Sephia let herself agree to her most trusted companion’s advice, but her heart was still heavy with anxiety. 

Very softly, she dared ask the most stupid question that ever left her mouth. 

“Will we always be together?” 

Kaetlyn looked at her most cherished friend with so much warmth in her eyes that it was as if all the most beautiful things in the universe were born into the very person in front of her.  

“Sephie,” she began with love in her voice and stars in her eyes as she leaned forward to press their foreheads together, “As if you even need to ask.” 

Unbeknownst to either of the girls, two men from opposite sides of the room gazed at the loving embrace with curious eyes.  

One came from Ikaris, a fighter gifted with the ability to fly and emit optic beams of celestial energy, as well as a commanding figure and attitude. His watch was fixed on the beautiful Eternal, with flowing blush fabric draped across her lovely figure as strategically placed brass armor hinted at the curves of her physique. He could not stop staring at her, despite the impossibly lovely Sersi that stood beside him at that very moment. 

The other came from Druig, a thinker who was known across Olympia for his telepathic abilities, along with his quick wit and surly demeanor. But all somber thoughts came to a halt at the sight of the slim figure, who after donning her armor, disappeared into the shadows of the room. Only to reappear to embrace her friend with so much delight, it surprised him.  

Two very different individuals, but both somehow staring at the sight before them for so long, that it would set in motion the events that would be all four individuals’ joy, as well as their end. 

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[karizard-ao3]

PROM AU SLAPS

How do you even come up with all this? 😭 Seriously it's so good! *Slamming my first on the table!*

Can I suggest that: all boys try their luck asking her to prom, but she rejects them. She wants to be prom queen and, despite being realistic enough to know Shinji's not the perfect candidate for king, she at least wants him to ask her? Tries to charm him (That pool scene comes to mind). Shinji seems very ambivalent because he wants to go but is afraid of connecting with people that way, you know? (The cinema scene comes to mind). Shinji thinks she's not really interested in him, she thinks he's not interested in her, teenage misunderstandings.

Oh! Should we have a touching moment old Misato teaching Shinji how to dance, or could this be some much needed opening with Asuka?

Oh, so maybe she can be complaining about how there's no one good enough to go with, and she's going to need to craft the perfect prom date, and that's when Hikari is like, "Hee hee hee what about Shinji? He's such a loser, I bet you can't." That doesn't actually seem like Hikari, so I think we'd want to soften that up, but it would be along those lines.

So perhaps are we thinking that instead of out and out inviting Shinji to prom, Asuka simply tells him she's going to get him looking good enough to get a date for prom, then realizes she wants him to take her, and goes about trying to win him over? He wants to ask her but is too shy? WHAT IF THEY ALMOST GO WITH OTHER PEOPLE?

Perhaps! Misato teaches them both to dance like you suggested! And then! She steps out for a minute and that is when Shinji asks Asuka to prom? Like, she's kind of let her guard down for a moment and that's when Shinji suddenly feels brave enough to swoop in!!!!

BEGIN SCENE!

"For someone who loves music, you have no rhythm!" Asuka snapped, grinding her teeth together as Shinji stepped on her foot yet again.

"Sorry!" he winced.

Sorry, sorry, sorry. He was always sorry, but he never changed. Asuka couldn't take it anymore. "Stop apologizing and stop stepping on my feet!" she ordered.

"Okay, sorry," said Shinji.

Asuka stared stonily over his shoulder. "You're so hopeless," she said. "I don't know why I agreed to make you over so you could get a prom date."

Shinji stopped dancing. "I didn't ask and you didn't really give me a choice!" he said. "You walked up, called me a charity case, and said you were going to cure me of my loseritis by getting me a date to prom."

Asuka's nostrils flared. "Well, you could have said no!"

Shinji shook his head, beginning to spin her around to the music again. Asuka bristled. Why was he so passive? Why wouldn't he look at her? She had taken extra care with her makeup this afternoon, hoping to get some kind of reaction out of him when he came over for the dance lesson Misato had offered to give them, but all he had said was, "You look nice, Asuka!" in that mild, pleasant way he had. He didn't care. Not like she did.

He was looking down at their feet, frowning to himself and counting the beats under his breath. Misato had stepped out to take a phone call, and they were all alone. Just the two of them. A boy and girl, standing mere inches apart. He had one hand on her waist and the other folded around hers, dwarfing it. He had surprisingly big hands, callused on the left fingertips from his cello strings. She had become painfully aware of him in the past weeks, an ache made all the more excruciating by how oblivious he was to her.

Ask me to prom, she pleaded silently, closing her eyes as if sightlessness would amplify her wish. Please don't go with someone else.

When she opened her eyes, Shinji was watching her.

"Are you okay, Asuka?" he asked. "Does your head hurt?"

"Why would my head hurt?" she scoffed.

"I don't know," said Shinji, his gaze skittering away from her. "You looked... I don't know."

The brief conversation died and Asuka wanted to die, too. Why couldn't she be more like Hikari? Would he like her better if she were sweet and uncomplicated?

"Hey, Asuka?" said Shinji.

"Yeah?"

"So... Who am I supposed to go to prom with?" he asked, looking at her like a puppy with his head ducked down. "You're doing all this stuff to my hair and my clothes, but I don't really know what I'm supposed to do about it."

This was probably her best chance. She could tell him to ask her and he would do it. He always did what he was told.

"Just ask who you want, idiot," she sighed. But want me.

Shinji was quiet for a moment. "Can I go with you?" he asked.

Asuka snorted. "Doesn't that seem like taking the easy way out? Asking me instead of a girl you're interested in?"

Shinji reddened, his hand tightening around hers. "This isn't easy," he said. "And I am asking a girl I'm interested in."

Asuka froze.

"If you don't want to go with me, just say so," said Shinji, glaring down at the ground, adding in a softer voice, "I shouldn't have asked." He let go of her, stepping back. "Sorry."

Asuka grabbed his wrist. "Stop apologizing," she ordered.

Shinji shrugged. "Sor-"

"I'll go with you," said Asuka, breathlessly, before he could change his mind. "I'll be your date."

END SCENE

And then of course their poor communication, opposite personalities, and self-doubt will continue to wreak havoc on their prom journey, but for now things are good.

It was really different writing their characters when I'm so used to doing Eremika and other AOT characters, so this was a fun little exercise. Didn't proofread. Spent way too much time on it. I think it turned out okay, though.

[graphx]

random Evangelion meta on how Shinji’s relationships affect the narrative

wowie look at me overthinking things again at midnight. Now i know what your all thinking: Evangelion is a clusterfuck we can’t ever hope to understand

valid. Anyway

yes it’s obvious the entire show focuses on Shinji’s mental state and by the climax every other cool thing kinda gets shoved to the side (at least in the original series and end of Evangelion movie). It’s a very disconnected love letter to shitty mental states and they added cool robots, useless love triangles and amazing worldbuilding to distract from that.

im going to be analyzing the moment where shinji laments that no one understands him and the other versions of the people he has deep connections respond with this(srry I don’t have pics):

Asuka:Nobody can ever understand you

Misato: the only one who can understand yourself is you

Rei: so you must take care of yourself

Each of these responses plays back into the core parts of their characters. Rei (is responding almost motherly since she is a clone of his mom without a soul separate from the EVA?)

After shinji expresses that he can’t love what he can’t under(himself) they then go on to say:

Misato: this is the present you

This live represents her striving to live in the present rather than past when her father that she hated saved her(which has determined all her actions so far in the series)

Asuka:People around the present you

The people around asuka is how she determines value in herself (she pushes them away and seeks validation from them at the same time)

Rei: Environment of present you

(Rei was created because the environment had need of her, need of a tool for the evas, an extension of naturally occuring creatures(that could change the world more than humans?)

Then they go on to stress the importance that Everything changes

Shinji is all of these characters and his interactions with them reflects what he represents

shinji is change itself throughout the series

Asuka is how he automatically assumes other people view him(worthless, mean to him)

He changed rei, helping her accept her emotions by getting her to smile, and she went against gendo and changed the world

He changed misato by being brave, and someone that she needed to change herself for(her care for shinji changed her hate against the angels above all else)

alll right that’s it srry for making u read all that. The hyperfixation took hold of me for minute there huh

[saccmaass-reads]

Ikaris recommended fics

Here’s a list of all my favorite Ikaris fics I’ve read lately, I hope you’ll enjoy them as much as I did!   if you have any fic recs of your own don’t hesitate to send me❤

Note: please pay attention to the warnings

Thank you @firefly-graphics for the dividers:)

No, wherever you go, I go by @lex-the-flex​

Being with Ikaris throughout the ages... by @chiefdirector

[wastingmylifesecondatatime]

Eternals Materlist - One Shots/Drabbles (2019-2024)

Updated: March 27th, 2025 🔞 = mature Other masterlists: mother masterlist; avengers masterlist

Druig

Envious by @siempre-bucky

↳ “Sprite accuses of you flirting with Ikaris despite knowing her feelings for him. But that's not who he likes at all.“

No Title 1 by @get-your-fics

↳ “where the reader is in love with Druig- it’s one-sided/unrequited love (or so she thinks) and Druig hurts her feelings by being an asshole!! Makes her leave while crying and Druig tries to get her back or something like that?“

 No Title 2 by @seancekitsch

↳ “Reader is an eternal and during the time they were all separated visited Druig in the Amazon frequently even though they weren't that close. but the reader stopped it a few centuries ago bc realized her feelings for him were too strong and got scared. when they meet again in the Amazon Druig demands an explanation and the other Eternals are very confused“

No Title 3 by @fireinmoonshot (added: 07.06.2024)​

↳ “Aww, jealous?”

[themculibrary]

Gilgamesh Masterlist

25 days of thena and gilgamesh (ao3) - Bright_Boisterous_Bananas gilgamesh/thena M, 5k

Summary: A collection of Drabbles for Thena and Gilgamesh!

Countdown to Christmas with 25 little snippets of pure love, pure fluff, pure pining and more!

academy babylon (ao3) - wiigs gilgamesh/thena N/R, 42k

Summary: welcome to academy babylon where everything is very alternate universe, but essentially ajak is headmaster, all the eternals are professors/teachers, and thena has ptsd but gilgamesh is there for her.

even when it all becomes too much (ao3) - funnefatale gilgamesh/thena G, 7k

Summary: “Are you a Valkyrie?” the child – Thor, she recalls someone saying – asks. He doesn’t wait for her response before he proudly informs her, “When I grow up I’m going to be a Valkyrie.”

.

alternatively: Thena and Gilgamesh accidentally pseudo-adopt a little god child.

five times everyone assumed thena and gilgamesh were a couple (ao3) - INMH gilgamesh/thena T, 2k

Summary: And one time they definitely were.

Gilgamesh and Makkari's no good, very bad week (ao3) - IIIIFANDOMiii druig/makkari G, 13k

Summary: "Please don't drop me" Gil hadn't really put two and two together when he asked Makkari to take him to the Bazaar. Yes, she's the fastest being in the universe, yes she can definitely carry him no problem but no, he's not sure if he can survive being carried around while she casually breaks the sound barrier.

or A three day shopping trip turned into a race against time for Gilgamesh, after a Deviant attack left Makkari deathly injured miles away from home.

A quick fic I wrote for my own needs since I wanted to write a relationship between Gilgamesh and Makkari since they barely interacted during the movie :')

i’ll spend forever wonderin’ if you knew (i was enchanted to meet you) (ao3) - notquitegucci (AllieKitaguchi) druig/makkari, gilgamesh/thena, ikaris/sersi N/R, 7k

Summary: How the Eternals discovered that Druig and Makkari were in love.

Some of them were a little slower than others.

i remember (ao3) - nitrogenoxygen T, 9k

Summary: She will remember to keep calm and stay put when the Mahd Wy'ry claims her, yes, but she will also remember him. Gilgamesh, her Gilgamesh, who was strong and fierce in battle but a gentle giant outside of it, who wielded his golden-armoured fist like a batting ram but held her hand like she was something precious, who was loud in his booming laughter and cheerful exclamations but spoke quiet words of worship to her in the dead of night when no one else was there to hear them.

Gilgamesh, who had loved her on every planet, in every life.

life in the margins (ao3) - Jupiter77 druig/makkari, gilgamesh/thena, ikaris/sersi T, 98k

Summary: In one of the reviews of Eternals, the film critic commented that Makkari and Druig had a romance in the margins of the movie. This story explores the margins.

on a wednesday, in a cafe (ao3) - TaraLy gilgamesh/thena T, 111k

Summary: Thenamesh Coffee Shop AU. No angst, no plot, only love (and food).

shattered (ao3) - dramaticfangirl1881 gilgamesh/thena G, 2k

Summary: “I’m sorry,” she whispers, the words thick in her throat.

“I hurt you.”

~in which thena and gilgamesh both feel guilty for hurting each other and they just have a lot of feelings about it

Soulmates across time and space (ao3) - jcmilys gilgamesh/thena T, 5k

Summary: A study on the life of Thena and Gilgamesh: who they were, who they are, and what made them them.

teach me to love (ao3) - iamjustabird gilgamesh/thena, phastos/ben G, 49k

Summary: Thena has just moved next door to her old friend Phastos with her young son Druig in tow. She’s worried about how he’s going to adjust to the move and to his new school, but Phastos assures her that his friend and neighbour Gilgamesh is the best teacher a kid could ask for. She’ll see about that.

the blues and then purple pink skies (ao3) - TaraLy gilgamesh/thena G, 4k

Summary: It’s been a month since their first conversation on the bus, how are Thena and Gilgamesh doing?

Visiting Rites (ao3) - qodarkness gilgamesh/thena, ikaris/sersi, druig/makkari T, 4k

Summary: How Druig knows all the gossip about what's going on with the Eternals despite living in the Peruvian Amazon with no phone reception for five hundred years.

when i come home (i'm gonna be the man who comes back home to you) (ao3) - dornish_sphinx gilgamesh/thena G, 3k

Summary: When Thena sends Gilgamesh traveling around the world for a year, it is supposed to be a gift to express her gratitude towards him. Learning more about herself and their bond is not part of the deal.

[asushin-mermaid-au-ask-blog]

I am and will continue to be without my laptop and therefore my icons for awhile now so have a small drabble about older Asuka and Shinji. Inspired by some quotes from the official Anima novels I’ve heard. I really need to actually read my copies and no longer be a fake fan. I’ve read or seen almost every other piece of Eva media at this point.

Asuka Langley Soryu was by far the most famous student and Tokyo 3 Public High School. Not only was she a foreign redhead but she was tall fit and just breathed confidence even if it rubbed many the wrong way. If someone said she was an Olympic athlete come to Japan to train anyone who didn’t know better would have agreed in an instant. Even though every team dreamed of having her she was actually the pilot of a giant robot known as Evangelion Unit 2 and didn’t have the time to compete. What Asuka was almost as famous for was her romantic entanglement. Her longtime roommate was Shinji Ikari another Evangelion Pilot. Shinji had somehow been born with androgynous good looks which his ponytail made more apartment. He also was the songwriter, pianist and backup singer for the student band Defenders Of The Earth but despite this he was known to have zero ego even if Asuka had enough for them both. They should have been the school’s most popular power couple if their relationship wasn’t so downright weird to many. Their relationship seemed to alternate between loud fights and arguments over problems that no one else seemed to understand or flirting and spending every break together or with infamous third wheel friend bookworm Rei Ayanami. Sometimes all of this would happen during a single school day and then they would be called away by NERV for some serious work. The student body wasn’t entirely sure if they were official or not and had to wonder sometimes openly if they were brave what on earth the pair of them saw in each other that lead to any of this.

[heartbinders]

TAG DUMP: SHINJI IKARI

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[redheadspark]

Hello! First off, terrific job on the Drabble! I absolutely loved reading it so much! Second, I realize that I tagged you in a Drabble I did about Druig and this Hecate!Eternal Reader/Oc and a Persephone!Eternal Reader/Oc with Ikaris. I don’t know if you care for Ikaris’ character, because he does go through sort of a big redemption in this AU. I think I unconsciously tagged you because I loved reading your Druig x Clio series, and they served a HUGE inspiration for this idea of mine. If you don’t like the Drabble, please let me know, and I will untag you as soon as you tell me. I hope you have a wonderful day!

Aww thank you for the tag and the shout out! I will love to read it ! Sounds amazing! Thanks again my friend!

[ancientevangelions]

Thinking about Shinji and Asuka returning to the apartment after Shinji's birthday night out with their friends

"I'm so tired... Karaoke for 2 hours straight after ramen and then we walked home. I'm going straight to bed." Asuka loudly announces.

Shinji nods, he's exhausted after being dragged around all day by his friends. Toji and Kensuke made the introverted boy sing and dance. He's thinking about his bed.

"Finally home!" Asuka unlocks the door, "We're home!" She announces to Penpen. There's a note on the table.

Shinji picks it up and reads the note. "Sorry Shin-chan I had to go to work! I trust you and Asuka will behave ❤️" - Misato

"Could she be any less subtle..." Asuka mutters. In a louder voice she says, "Close your eyes."

Shinji obeys, too tired to argue. And he feels Asuka's soft lips press against his, gentle and lingering. He stands still as a statue, until ahe moves away.

"Asuka..." He opens his eyes, Asuka casts her eyes to her feet and holds out her hand.

"Just this once, okay! Don't get used to it." She grabs his hand and leads him to her room. Asuka and Shinji climb into her bed... And immediately fall asleep, clinging to each other and enjoying the warmth of each other.

[cdragons]

Fashion Mistakes

Pairings: Ikaris x Persephone!Eternal!Reader (Sephia) and Druig x Hecate!Eternal!Reader (Kaetlyn) Words: ~2.5 k Summary: Sephia needs a wardrobe upgrade, and Sersi is as much as a menace as Kaet sometimes Warning: Probably very inaccurate descriptions of historical fashion trends, Sersi is a 10/10 shipper, Kaety is dramatic AF, Druig is an unbothered king Notes: This drabble was inspired by a scene in 27 dresses, if you know you know. Please reblog and like and comment! Shoutout to @ethereal-athalia & @valeskafics for being the most supportive people on this platform!

You loved your sisters. But there were times where the two of them could be a bit…much, especially when they worked together. This was evident by how the two Eternals razed through her closet to sort out her clothes to decide which were to be kept, and which would be discarded. Every piece of furniture or tile on the floor was covered in an array of textiles and patterns as if a hurricane ran through a fabric store.

“Is this really necessary?” you groaned out.

“Yes,” came the two voices in unison.

“Don’t I at least get a say in what I get to keep?”

“No.”

“Can you the two of you at least look at me before you throw everything away?”

“Can’t.” “In the zone.”

“Druig?” you looked over to her brother-in-law for help, hoping that he could maybe talk his wife down. “Do you think you could maybe help me out here?”

The mind-controller Eternal was watching the same scene as his distressed sister, only with a much more amused gaze. He looked extremely out of place in the sea of colors in his ensemble of handmade cotton shirt layers with dark blue linen pants. The only accessories he donned were the ebony wood beaded bracelet Kaety commissioned for him over 500 years ago, along with the golden ring he wore on a chain from their private wedding.

“Unfortunately, Sephia,” he began, “I’m afraid that you’re unable to convince my angel, I won’t be much more help. But you are more than welcome to keep trying. Perhaps in your success, you may convince her to spare me a glance. As much as I adore time spent with our daughters, I feel a bit defenseless on my own.”

It was only when Kaety heard her husband’s little quip that she broke her concentration. She pouted her lips to show her displeasure, but only for a short moment before she crossed the room to embrace the man she’s loved for her entire lifetime. The pure love and adoration that shone in the pair’s eyes made it feel like you were the one intruding on a private moment than the other three in your own room. It baffled you sometimes to witness the pair’s love. It often left you wondering if you would ever be able to have a love and bond as strong as theirs in your future. But after living for over seven millennium, you knew that the odds were not in your favor.

“Feeling lonely, my love?” she asked so sweetly. “How cruel of me to neglect you in favor of someone else.” You rolled her eyes at her best friend’s facetious pity, Kaety loved teasing her husband almost as much as Druig loved teasing her. There truly weren’t two souls more meant for one another than the other.

Sometimes the site of their tender smiles and private laughs made your heart feel a bit heavy, since it hasn’t been long since you realized your own longings for love, especially towards a certain man with silver streaks and blue eyes.

“Sephia is right though,” commented Sersi, “we’re going to need more people to help out if we’re going to sort through this mess out. Are you sure Phastos can’t come?”

“It’s not so much he can’t, but more that he won’t.” Kaety explained whilst still locked in Druig’s embrace as he laid small kisses across her face. “He’s still insisting that the last time he was here, some of the ghosts latched on to him and took residence in his house when he got back.”

“And that claim would be completely out the question, why?” you quizzically asked with one eyebrow raised.

“Because they weren’t ghosts.” Kaetlyn stated in a matter-of-factly tone. “They were hobgoblins. And it’s not like they caused any trouble anyway! Ben and Jack didn’t even notice anything.”

“I still can’t believe that you managed to convince Phastos to let you babysit Jack. How do you explain it to Jack when he sees you do magic, or whenever the twins see something that he can’t?” Sersi asked as she continued to sort through the closet to see what else needed to be discarded.

“Oh come on! You make it sound like I’m incapable of not using magic for everything! I am more than able to not use it for a couple of hours, and the twins are still at an age when they point at something, we can just say it’s their imagination at work. Isn’t that right, my beloved?”

“Of course, my angel,” replied Druig, “but in the defense of our friend, our girls picked up on your tendency to pick up scary strays. Especially the kind who happen to have sharp teeth and a taste for humans.” His aquamarine eyes gleamed in mirth at his wife’s pout.

“How can you say that?!” Kaetlyn exclaimed indignantly as she lightly shoved his shoulder. “You make them sound as if they are no different from deviants, when they are far more adorable and lovable!”

“Only those with your blood will find such creatures ‘lovable,’” remarked your husband who would soothe your piecing gaze with a graze of his lips on your cheek, “my beautiful, beautiful Kaetlyn, Mother of Witches and Monsters indeed.” His last words whispered out so softly as he leaned in to kiss his beautiful wife, a kiss she eagerly reciprocated.

“Alright you two, let’s focus on the task at hand,” Sersi interjected the lovers’ quarrel, “so Phastos is out of the question in terms of helping?”

“Probably for the best anyway,” you confirmed, “Kaety still insists that his style is too much of a homebody.”

“Anyone who owns that many cardigans and sweater vests is already mentally prepared to be placed in a home.”

“But thankfully for us,” Sersi added on with a little gleam in her eyes, “I had enough foresight to predict our issue and already invited someone here to help us.”  

“Please tell me you didn’t invite Kingo,” pleaded Druig, “I don’t think I can handle another one of those ‘tea parties’ he and Laoise and Aisling insist on putting on every time he visits.”

“No, it’s not Kingo,” placated Sersi, “but he should be here at any moment.”

She had that look in her eye that matched Kaetlyn whenever she came up with another one of her “ingenious” ideas.

“Um, he?” asked Kaety. “Whomst is this ‘he’?”

And like a stroke of magic, a knock broke them out of their conversation. And four pairs of eyes locked at the sight of a single man with a silver streak in his hair and devastatingly beautiful blue eyes that stood with so much self-importance you could choke on it five miles out.

“Judging by the look in your eyes,” he stated to break the shocked silence, “I can assume that I wasn’t expected to be here?” Whatever he was about to say next died in his throat at the sight of Sephia. The overloading smugness in his eyes softened to awestruck adoration when he took in the love of his life.

Here you stood, healthy and beaming, so different from the pale and tired figure that he had to come to terms with for the past 400 years. Here was Sephia, his Sephia, lively and standing and in good health. You weren't wearing the drab and shapeless dark blue and light gray garments that hid her sinful figure from the crowd. You instead wore a pair of dark blue wash flared jeans, along with a square neckline white floral patterned peasant blouse, paired with antique statement rings and delicate necklace. It was as if you was brought straight from an issue of Vogue in the seventies.

“Ikaris,” you whispered.

“Stars,” he thought, “even her voice no longer sounds as strained.”

Thanos ruined plenty of lives, made a mockery of the Avengers, and wasted 7000 years of hard labor in postponing Tiamut’s emergence with just a single snap of his fingers. But in Ikaris’ mind, all of that was justified if it meant he got to see his flower blooming in all of her rarity, as opposed to withering away in a dark and damp jungle. Half of the universe was gone now, but Sephia was healthy and alive and strong – and that meant even more to Ikaris than failing his mission to Arishem.

On the other side of the room, you stood in silence as she took in the sudden appearance of your friend. Partially in mortification that he was seeing the state of her room in the mess it was in. But a larger part in joy in seeing your friend who long became the man you gave her heart to since the first time he decided to wait outside the commune’s borders because you wanted to show him your garden. But all in shock that he decided to willingly come so close to Druig and Kaet in their home where their children reside far from the rest of humanity.

“Ikaris!” Sersi exclaimed with a tone that convinced no one that she didn’t plan this happening. “Thank Arishem you’re here! Luckily, we’ve already decided to keep everything up to the late 19th century, but from here on out we need to sort through the past 10 decades to make room for a more modern ensemble. In fact, you really do have great timing because I need to go somewhere right now, and so do Kaety and Druig. SO, we will just leave you two alone!”

Silence still rang through the air as one pair could only stare in longing for the other, while another pair stood next to one another in disbelief as one other person was basically shoving out the door. But silence was not for long as Kaety took matters in her own hands as she turned to her beaming friend in trademark green once all three were all out of earshot.

“Sersi, what Lovecraftian fuckery are you pulling right now?”

You stood in one of your favorite Thea Porter’s dresses, trying very hard to calm the rapid beating of her heart, all to prepare herself to once more face the man on the other side of the changing screen. You never expected to see him in your room, still as ruggedly handsome as he would always remain. You never expected to have these feelings for Ikaris- for anyone really- but they grew to the point where by the time you recognized it, you was already in the middle. Feeling your face heat and fluster, you put your hair in a simple and loose braid in attempt to cool herself. Stepping into view, you tried your best to seem calm and collected, but everything inside you felt anything but that.

“This is one of my favorite dresses,” you stated, “what do you think?”

“I think you need to take off that dress and wrap those legs around me so I can take you on every surface of this house in a tree,” was the first thing that came to Ikaris’ mind. But he couldn’t say exactly that, and so all he stated was the second thought in his mind. “You’re beautiful Sephia, you’ve always been beautiful in everything you wear.”

The sincerity swimming in his eyes made you wish you could drown in them. Blushing mad with a shy smile, you did her best to not seem like you wasn’t bursting at the seams from joy at his words. “Ikaris, the only way I’ll be able to get rid of anything is if you be honest.”

“Sephia,” Ikaris replied, “there is truly no one on this planet who could ever compare to you, in radiance and in beauty. I honestly can’t think of anything that wouldn’t look perfect on you.”

“Well, I do have something that I think may change that opinion,” you remarked with a twinkle in your eyes before dashing inside your closet to grab something and once more hiding behind the change screen. “Wait for a little bit, it takes a while to put on!”

After a few minutes of audible struggling, Ikaris was tempted to ask you if you needed any help taking off putting on your outfit, when you announced that you was done and then stepped into view, and Ikaris’ eyes grew wide with horror.

“What the hell is that?”

“It’s a hobble skirt!” you exclaimed, far too amused by reaction. “It was a very short-lived trend in the US from 1908 to 1914. Its popularity declined during World War I.”

“I can see why,” Ikaris remarked, “are they at all comfortable?”

“Oh, not at all. But they did serve as inspiration for the sheath skirts in the 1950s.”

“Sheath skirts?”

“Pencil skirts, I suppose. But it does look awful, doesn’t it?”

“Ugh, terrible. Is this the worst one you have?”

“Oh no, this doesn’t even come close.” You went back to your vintage treasure trove to search for a particularly dreadful ensemble, and what you pulled out could only be described as an antebellum nightmare. “This is my favorite, by far.”

“Oh my-” Ikaris’ hand covered his mouth in horror, “what the hell is that? And please tell me that you didn’t actually commission this to be made for you.”

“You’ll be happy to find out that I did not ask for this to be made for me. It was a gift from the matriarch a very sweet family I was staying with during my travels in 1850s.”

“Gift? Sephia, that’s not a ‘gift.’ That’s a punishment in the form of flouncing yellows, oversized orange flowers, and what I assume to be 15 layers of petticoats.”

“10 layers, and this is only the dress. Wait till you see the bonnet that comes with it.”

“Oh gods – there’s a bonnet?”

“And a matching parasol.”

Momentary silence echoed between them before a huge grin spread across his face. “That’s it, you need to put that on, right now.”

For the next several hours, the two went through only the very worst contents of Sephia’s closet. From the green taffeta balloon dress from the 80s to the orange ballerina dress that looked it was designed by a ballet-obsessed 8-year-old, they spent the entire day laughing and smiling more than either had in the last five centuries. The sight of it all made Sersi so happy in knowing she had been the cause of this success.

“You know what you’re doing is really creepy, right?” Druig commented, bringing his friend out of her dreams of planning her friends’ future wedding as she continued to spy at the happy almost-couple with Kaety’s magic.

“If watching Ikaris cutely interact with the love of his life through your wife’s magic shadow thingy so that I can get enough pictures for the slideshow I’m making for their future wedding, then fine I’m creepy.”

A soft babble from the babe sitting on her father’s lap prevented Druig from remarking on that “fascinating” idea as he peered down to see his four-month-old daughter point a chubby finger to her mother who was lying face-down on the floor as her sister sat on top of their Mami.

“Sorry little dove, Mummy can’t play right now. She’s in mourning.”

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[brokenrealitylooper]

Returned

So in This Post I mentioned my first--at least that I recall-- series fic I wrote was an Evangelion fic where the kids and a few adults came back from Instrumentality. They weren’t the only ones, obviously, but the first and the focus.

Looking back and thinking a bit more, I think it wasn’t my first work, just my first series where I had completed each previous work before starting the next. I had other stories--which worked as the background for some of the characters’ behaviors--but this one, excluding the last installment, was worked on steadily.

And I just wanted to write a sort-of synopsis of it.

The first was Awakening, and I called the series Pilot’s Table, a nod to the round table and the sort of dynamic I was wanting. It didn’t exactly pan out that way, but I kept the series title.

It was and is an AsuShin--Asuka and Shinji--story, but events in other stories which I used as “background” meant Asuka had once been with Touji--even had kids--and Shinji had once been with Hikari. This led to a heart-to-heart between Asuka and Hikari, as they talked about their...I suppose “previous marriages to their respective Exs” works. Asuka and Touji valued their time, being the only ones to get a near full life together before Instrumentality pulled them out. But it meant they lost their children--who had only existed as part of the illusion of Instrumentality. It was a bitter pilled for the pair to swallow, and both Shinji and Hikari helped them.

Misato and Kaji had also come back, and they got back together after their own talk.

But the pairing--aside from Asuka and Shinji--that I really liked in Pilot’s Table was Gendo and Ritsuko. They’d both had to face themselves and what they’d done before Instrumentality, and it broke Gendo. Finally, finally, he let go of Yui and allowed himself to truly fall for Ritsuko, who had long since fallen for him.

Later, after they’d settled, Kensuke arrived. He’d found a returned Angel--Arael--and protected her as they journeying to find Shinji. Arael was at first fearful of Asuka, remembering--and finally understanding after her own trip through Instrumentality--what she’d done to the Pilot. But Asuka had long since forgiven her, understanding herself that Arael hadn’t known what was happening.

Arael wasn’t the only Angel, as Kaworu had returned shortly after they had, and Rei somewhat counted as well. But where any other might be wasn’t known until later.

Eventually they were found by the remnants of NERV and returned; Gendo once again commanding, making sure information of SEELE was spread--easily done with those men quite dead--and attempting to convert NERV into a replacement for the crumbling UN. And with that return came new life; Ritsuko and Gendo had married--taking the name Rokubungi, his old surname--and welcomed into the world a baby girl they named Kei--in honor of Rei, who had let them adopt her--and Shinji was delighted to have a baby sister.

And then, over a year after the last Returned--those who chose to leave Instrumentality--a woman surfaced from the pool of LCL just outside Tokyo-3.

Yui Ikari.

This obviously caused Ritsuko some distressed, which Gendo did his best to ease. They had all, after all, moved on.

And now Yui, struggling with all the changes she hadn’t expected, must reconcile with her family. A family changed in shape, and distant from her after her nearly two decades of absence.

0o0o0

That was as far as I got, before life took me away and changed my focus. I switched to RWBY, and while I dabble in NGE I’ve not really been back.

I think I’d like to return to Pilot’s Table, maybe with a new name after all this time. We’ll see; I do, after all, need to finish Regrets and Love.

Also, my first work was on an old account--Devaro Ayanami on FFnet--but this was the Original Pilot’s Table drabbles that led to the series described above.

[buckyismybicycle]

First fic: My Prince (Loki/Thor) Oh god, I wrote this 11 years ago... I remember deleting it, and re-uploading because I didn't quite like it. WELL, either way, it's there now, too bad.

Last fic: I just posted Chapter 5 of i'm the furthest thing from heaven, but the closest to home (Bucky/Steve, angel fic)

Only once: a ship I only wrote once for - at the mercy of a mortal (Bucky/Ikaris [Immortals])

a fandom I only wrote once for - Atlas and Jasmine Night (Michael/Alex, Dominion)

Fav fic in the most popular fandom or ship: in Bucky/Steve, my favourite fic I've written is hey now, you're an all star (get your game on, go play) because it's the most personal one to me and I've met so many people through it. It's my comfort fic!

I wish more people would read: this was hard, I have complicated feelings about my writing and I could not figure out which one I felt confident in enough, but I think I'm going to go with it's not love (1940s!Bucky/Lee Bodecker)

I agonized over: I'd have to say teach me how to love (Bucky/Reader). I posted a quick one-shot not really expecting anything of it and then I had this overwhelming show of support for it/request to write more of it! So I did, and then a second chapter became a third.. a fourth... It turned into a 23 chapter story by the end of it over 78k words, and I only agonized because I wanted it to be perfect for my readers, for joining me on such a long journey and supporting me SO much!!! It was my first longer fic in the Bucky realm and I was so anxious, but I loved all the friends it has made me!

Showed up fully formed: 32557038 (Bucky/Steve) was a short one that just sort of fell onto the Word doc without me even really thinking about it. It's only 1.5k words.

I also wrote three fics for Bucky's Birthday Bash and finished them all within a few hours, one for each ship I was heavily writing at the time: (#1) candy, sugar, sweets — tell me everything that you need (Bucky/Steve) (#2) Good Boy (Bucky Barnes as Your Birthday Boy) (Bucky/Reader) (#3) 5 birthdays Bucky spends alone + 1 birthday he doesn’t  (Bucky/Same)

some taggy tags: @controlofwhatido @rookthorne @sgt-seabass @cable-knit-sweater @drabbles-mc @hannahshattuck & anyone who wants to join in! No pressure.

@noxnthea tagged me in this fic writers showcase game, so thank you!!

Rules: Go to your published works on AO3 and list the first fic you ever published there, the last fic you published, any fic that you wrote for a fandom/ship only once, your favorite fic you wrote in the fandom/ship that has the most works, the fic you wish more people read, the fic you agonized over the most, the fic that sprang fully formed from your mind without any effort, and a work you are proud of—for whatever reason. 💛

First fic: Gone But Not Forgotten (canon Steve/Tony) -- if anyone knows the artwork i'm talking about in the notes of this fic, please let me know!

Last fic: posted ch. 2/? of With Friends Like These (Bucky & Clint & Nat & Frank Castle, normal au) about 20mins ago

Only once: A Strange Encounter is my only Loki/Strange fic that I've written

Fav fic in the most popular fandom or ship: hands down has to be The Way You Look (Steve/Tony 1940s NYC mafia au) which I co-wrote with redhead_robin on AO3. I recently re-read it and still love it

I wish more people would read: The Fall (teenage runaways Bruce/Clint) partly bc it's a small ship but also bc this fic was inspired by personal experiences, songs near & dear to my heart, & the impact Just Listen by Sarah Dessen had on me as a teen and still does.

I agonized over: All Or Nothing At All (Clint/Bucky 1940s NYC mafia au) I have such a fear of getting called out for being anachronistic that I was watching documentaries, read loads of Wiki pages, biography excerpts & everything else to get 1948-50 NYC as accurate as I could as well as the mafia experience and yeah, there are still some things that are lacking bc I didn't wanna overwhelm the fic with unnecessary details but damn, this one really took a toll on me & I originally intended it to be a >10k oneshot and that did not happen 😃

Showed up fully formed: Punks & Poets (Bucky/Clint) was inspired by a tiktok and I knew exactly how the fic would go by the second play of the tiktok

I'm proud of: This Is Why I Don't Write Romance by R.B. Banner (Bruce/Clint) im proud of this one bc 1) it's a less-supported ship and a lot of people expressed their appreciation for it 2) it turned a lot of people on to the idea of this ship according to my comments 3) i just genuinely really love the world I created and how everyone fits into it. It could also be an agonized over fic with all the complete trashes and re-writes it went thru but for the most part i am just so damn proud of it

No presssure tagging: @carcrash429 @daemonbreath @ladyladylady1 @buckyismybicycle and anyone else who wants to do it, feel free to tag me !

[starshipsofstarlord]

Dead By Deviants

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Summary: Ikaris returns once collecting all the rest of the Eternals in hopes of y/n deciding to join them, however he is met by the most tragic sight, guilting him for leaving her for even a moment.

Fandom: Marvel (MCU)

Pairing: Ikaris x Reader

Warnings: major character death, death, mentions of death, major angst, mentions of murder

The Deviants had returned, just as planned, but they had eaten Ikaris’ heart whole. Due to their nature and the orders that they too had been instructed, it was their responsibility to hunt each Eternal; Ajak was already deceased with Ikaris’ aid, he wanted the end of the world to happen, in fact he had been solely awaiting the day.

He had expected however that those that survived would follow him and respect the balance of the Emergence, however he should have known that she wouldn’t - she was stubborn and a force to be reckoned with. Back in the old days, the Deviants hadn’t stood a chance, yet now they were evolving and she had been rusty with battling them, hence why her body was pale and distinguished from all light inside.

It was a sight painful to see, he should have came to recount her with the rest of the family sooner rather than leave her til last. Nothing could be done to save her wavering form, the monsters hadn’t left too long ago, and now they too were cloaked with her abilities to make their next fight against them that little bit more difficult.

“Y/n, open your eyes.” He shook her with desperation, requiring to see her eyes peel open one last time; they twitched in a struggle as he cradled her lifeless form up against her chest, leaving him with her last breath fanning across his disputed face, breaking him that much more.

It wasn’t fair, all he had wanted to do was follow orders, and by doing so he had expected that the one that he cared so much about was going to be okay. They had settled down together, away from the rest of their unique family on earth, and whilst y/n had been desperate to return to Olympia though she had no recollection of it in her memory other than the title itself, the male had been waited for this moment, however with a vastly different outcome.

And with all the power that he had it was not in his veins to be able to reverse time, nothing could solve this cavity that was rapidly expanding in his heart. She had died on earth and no doubt at the same time as thousands of humans on the planet, she had deserved so much better than that, though it was a relief that she did not have to face the truth of them a=having no home and thief origin only being to support destruction.

Tears rolled down Ikaris’ face like scattered pebbles, cowardly showing his weakness to those had known him from the beginning of time, Sprite wanted to comfort him, it was in her almost childlike nature to follow him around like a lost puppy, though Kingo restrained her by placing a hand on her shoulder, and Sersi their new leader that Ajak had chosen to replace her after her untimely murder made the effort of taking a few steps closer to the star crossed lovers.

Y/n had been her friend also, and seeing her skin turned to a muted grey staked her through the heart, although she remained strong for one of her most powerful companions whom was trembling from the premise of his recent loss. “I am sorry Ikaris.” She gently caressed him with her words and own sorrow as he tensed under the confrontation.

“Sorry won’t bring her back.” The Eternal retorted, taking a moment to look down at how peaceful his lover’s face looked. And whilst it may have been free from the stress that this lifestyle and their pasts had burdened them with, it was torture for Ikaris and only reminded him that he was doing the right thing. Life had to end so there was no more of this, there would be no more when the Emergence was complete, and a part of him hoped that through it y/n would be reborn.

I was a long shot, but it was the only sense of hope that he had, the path that he had been lead down was a dark and dreary one and the body that was currently in his arms only served as a reminder of that. There was still a ways to go until the end of everything, and thus he had to say goodbye to the empty vessel of his love, it was the closest that he could get to her.

And so he placed his shaky lips upon her still forehead, and breathed in her dimmed scent one last time, feeling the last bit of warmth slither out from within him so that it could remain with her as his options supposed that he could not. “I will love you forever.” He said aloud, and to think that if he had not been informed of the plans all along by Ajak, things could have resulted in events very differently.

[stranger-nightmare]

(I’m on a roll so sorry for clogging up the inbox but….)

Ikaris is very kinky, like that man loves to get freaky behind closed doors

Oh. My. Gods. YES.

Okay okay I’m gonna do a lil headcanon on Ikaris’ kinks depending on whether he’s subbing or domming bc let’s face it that man just radiates switch energy, enjoy😈

(A few minor Eternals spoilers incoming)

Okay so when he’s in sub! mode:

That scene when Phastos has him roped up and tied to the floor? When he’s on his crying for Sersi at the end?? Oooooh he’s such a sub when he wants to be!

He’s absolutely into bondage, but like shibari bondage specifically, he wants to be tied up in the most uncomfortable positions and just let him self he used, like he’ll fully just be your own fucking sex toy

He’d love to be gagged too

Definitely likes to be spanked

Uses mommy / daddy pet names depending on who’s fucking him

Definitely had a mommy kink, he got mommy issues for sure, likes to suck titties like a good lil boy

Loves to be praised

Really likes anal beads

Wants to be pegged all day every day

Okay and then when he’s in dom! mode:

Makes you call him daddy

Manhandling, will completely overpower your body with his

Is into dub-con / consensual non-con

Prefers fucking your ass over your pussy is he had to choose

Obsessed with using nipple clamps

Will definitely choke you

Will definitely degrade you so hard

Loves it when you cry and beg during sex

Has a mission to try out as many different positions as possible

Mmmmmm we’re kicking off night two of sleepover strong🥵😩😮‍💨

- Hope🐝

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