#serssii

[ikaristm]

“ they will always be worth fighting for. ”

        SERSI STANDS BY HIS SIDE, where Ikaris enjoys her presence best. Out of all of them, he feels closest to her. Perhaps, she brings out the best in him, in a way. He turned to look at her, the look in his eyes softening. Her heart was the size of two hearts together. It made up for the lack of compassion Ikaris has shown towards the inhabitants of this world.

        "But it's not our fight, Sersi."

[ikaristm]

“ haven’t we lost enough? ”

          "THEY'RE MAKING YOU SOFT." Ikaris glanced back at her over his shoulder. Moments before, he'd turned his back towards Sersi. They were a little like a family, all of them together. Constantly exposed to history writing and repeating itself as humanity continues to evolve. What feels like the blink of an eye to them, lasts for decades for humanity.

         "We can't stay here. I know you like it here, but it's not feasible. We ought to move, unless we want to raise suspicion. We don't grow old like they do."

[13thx]

❛  i already knew about that.  ❜ (for the doctor?)

@serssii || meme || accepting!

"I know that about yah too. Y’not human either. What’s y’name? What are you, and what’re yah doin’ on Earth?”

[thewxnderer]

@serssii​   x

This  isn’t  real.  That’s  what  Sersi  said  when  she  walked  into  her  apartment  to  find  Ikaris  standing  there.  She  didn’t  need  his  response  to  know  he  was  really  there.    

It  feels  like  she  can’t  breathe,  as  if  the  air  has  been  knocked  out  of  her  lungs  entirely,  and  no  matter  how  hard  she  tries,  she  can’t  get  a  breath  in  to  replace  it.  Her  heart  was  hammering  against  her  chest  harder  than  it  ever  had  before,  a  wave  of  emotions  washing  over  her,  making  her  feel  like  she  might  drown  under  the  weight  of  them.

Ikaris  had  left  her  with  no  explanation,  and  centuries  had  passed  since  the  last  time  Sersi  laid  eyes  on  him.  Now  he  was  standing  in  the  apartment  that  she  shared  with  Sprite,  and  she  could  barely  form  a  coherent  thought.  She’d  never  moved  on,  not  in  all  of  those  years  that  turned  into  decades  and  centuries,  telling  herself  it  was  because  it  was  unfair  for  her  to  find  someone  new  when  she  wasn’t  capable  of  loving  them  in  the  way  they  deserved  when  in  reality,  she  was  still  riddled  with  hurt  and  betrayal.  Her  ability  to  trust  anyone  enough  to  even  open  up  to  them  about  herself,  let  alone  love  them,  shattered  into  so  many  pieces  Sersi  wasn’t  sure  she  would  ever  be  able  to  put  them  all  back  together.  

The  wound  Ikaris  left  was  still  deep  and  bleeding.  She’d  given  him  everything,  loved  him  with  everything  she  had,  handed  him  her  heart,  married  him,  only  for  him  to  leave  her  like  none  of  it  mattered.  It  had  Sersi  questioning  why  she  suddenly  wasn’t  enough  for  him,  what  had  happened  to  make  him  go.  She’d  even  tried  convincing  herself  something  terrible  had  happened,  and  that’s  why  he  never  came  back,  mourned  him  while  he  was  still  alive.  Now  he  was  standing  there,  in  the  place  that  she  had  made  home,  in  the  place  and  the  life  she  had  made  for  herself  in  his  absence,  and  she  couldn’t  even  bring  herself  to  be  angry,  forcing  that  front  to  protect  herself  from  what  looked  like  the  potential  for  another  devastating  heartbreak.  She  couldn’t  let  that  happen,  not  again,  not  when  she  had  barely  survived  the  first  one.

❛  Did  Sprite  tell  you  where  to  find  me?  ❜  She  questions,  forcing  her  tone  to  be  something  much  colder  than  her  normally  warm  and  soothing  voice,  moving  past  him  to  set  her  bag  on  one  of  the  dining  table  chairs.  

This  isn’t  real.  That’s  what  Sersi  said  when  she  walked  into  her  apartment  to  find  Ikaris  standing  there.  She  didn’t  need  his  response  to  know  he  was  really  there.    

Real. Any moment the Mahd W'yry could take them, but Ikaris tried not to give away any doubts. Any faults and dints in the amour of Ashirem’s perfect soldier. A life of duty traded for a life of bliss with Sersi, but secrets made him twisted and sick at the idea of what would come and having to lie about it with the empath. But grief and regret struck him. His heart and the clenching feeling he had from his guilt only grew to fill tighter. 

The soldier had asked to do his duty and hold onto his love, but the best way to protect her was to do his duty. They were meant to destroy deviants and protect the Earth, but they were ultimately answerable to the Celestials. He wasn’t sure how to say it was a mistake that he wished he stayed that he wished he hadn’t begged Ajak to tell him that damn truth. But. like Pandora’s box once the truth was out he could not come to terms with sharing Sersi. How many cycles had they done this? Were they in love everytime? Had to be. He had to be certain that they got off planet, but the planet had grown on everyone. Selfish freight and unable to let go of himself, but things were going to change and he dared not lose another moment with her. Duty was cold and he was tired. 

THE GOLDEN SON. The loyal man set on the path to protect the Celestials, shifting to include the Eternals in that too. But how could he protect one when it might go against the other? Ajak told him to choose love and he thought to have both, but both was a consequence and now seeing the woman, the one who once had the most pretty of smiles for him, now only look on like he did not matter to her, it hurt. He hurt her. Taking whatever mission whatever threat hoping for a beating for  punishment's for a distraction no amount of pain hounded him as hard as the isolation in walking away from her and being apart from the Eternals made him even more the outsider. Something made all to clear being in her home, it could have ben their home, it could have housed plenty of memories and instead the cold reality was, he had no home. 

“ I’ve known where you were --- known you were safe.” An admission he’d make , “ Ajak said it -----” He stopped mid iteration of orders, “ I left to protect you.” contrition cracking his voice, “ I left because I’m ---- broken. I know why we are really here.”

[thewxnderer]

@serssii    “ i don’t think i can do this anymore. ”

      “ so do all who see such times.” Ikaris said, though where h was going remained to be seen. The man stood behind her, here in the valley of Bablyon when he first made a fool of himself in the local dilect; a fool she once loved. “ but that is not for them to decide. All we have to decide is what to do with the time that is given us. I am your man Sersi and ---- I don't mean that as a husband unless you wished but ----- I follow you because I know Ajak was right --- you are the one who keeps this family together.”