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Spoilers for 5.1 Archon Quest
yan!capi x soldier!reader who used to idolize/adore him? π
Specifically, you used to be a black serpent knight who worked under him. From the very first day you met him, you could not help but admire him; such a strong, powerful man- worthy of being a commander, worthy of being loved and respected. Your crush on him, your own commander, had been visible to any and all that cared to look. And that included even him, as well.Β
Though he never quite returned your feelings. all of your attempts at catching his attention fell flat. Your commander did not care for romance, and did not care for you beyond you being a knight under his command. Still, you persisted and tried your best again and again to earn his praise and affection- through always training, keeping spare food from your own rations for him, willing to do any and all tasks.Β
And then, Khaenri'ah falls, and you get injured and cursed to a painful immortality. It's devastating, it's cruel and painful and you end up separating from your group, including your commander- never knowing what happens to him.Β Β
Five hundred years pass in resentment and bitterness, then a bone-deep exhaustion and now...Β
The wind howls over the desolate, forgotten battlefield, carrying with it memories of long-lost battles and fallen comrades. You stand among the remnants, staring at the tattered banner of a past era. The centuries have been cruel, not just to the land, but to you. You don't know why you came back here, yet you can't bring yourself to leave just yet.Β
Your legs ache- a dull, persistent pain that has been your constant companion for centuries. The curse has worn you down, body and soul, until all that remains is a tired will to survive. You sigh and shift your weight, leaning heavily on the stone slab you were using to remain upright. Thereβs little left to fight for now. Just a hollow existence.
Then, you feel it- the heavy presence of someone behind you. Itβs not the first time youβve felt a presence like this, and for a brief moment, a flicker of recognition stirs in your chest. You turn slowly, your body heavy with exhaustion, and there he is. Once, he'd been your commander. Now, he is a Fatui Harbinger.
Capitano.
The man you once idolized, the commander you adored. But that was so long ago, so distant it feels like another lifetime. Now, the sight of him- tall, imposing, clad in the black armor- stirs nothing inside you but weariness. His mask is as dark and unreadable as the void, hiding every part of his face, giving no hint of the man beneath. The commander you knew is long gone, replaced by this Harbinger, cold and unrelenting. Even if certain traits still exist within him.
βYouβve come back,β you murmur, your voice barely louder than the wind.
His head tilts ever so slightly, the black mask making it impossible to see his eyes. Yet you can feel his gaze locked on you, weighing you down even more. Once, you would have given everything for such attention.
βIβve come to claim you.β he replies, his voice deep and resonating from behind the mask. The sound of it is steady, almost indifferent, yet it carries an unsettling weight of finality.Β
You donβt move, donβt resist. The fatigue that has plagued you for centuries sinks deeper into your bones. βClaim me?β you echo softly,Β chuckling. βWhatβs left to claim, Capitano? Thereβs nothing here anymore. I hold no adoration for you anymore."
The mask remains still, impenetrable, yet his presence grows more suffocating as he steps closer. βYou were always mine,β he says quiet yet resolute. βAnd you still are.β
You sigh, not out of fear, but of sheer exhaustion. The energy to fight him, to resist, just isnβt there anymore. βIβm not the same soldier I used to be, commander. That personβs long gone. You should leave me here, where I belong.β
But Capitano doesnβt leave. Instead, his gloved hand reaches out and grips your wrist, firm but not painful. You donβt pull away. You simply look at him, weary and resigned, watching as he brings out a ring, dark as his armor. You donβt ask whyβyour mind too clouded with fatigue to even care.
He slides the ring onto your finger, his voice low and steady. βThis is your place, with me. Youβve wandered for too long.β
You look down at the ring. It's cold. βItβs been centuries, Capitano,β you say, your voice a whisper. βDo you really still think I belong to you?β
He pulls you closer, until youβre pressed against his chestplate, the harsh cold of his armor making you shiver. His masked face hovers above yours, unreadable, but his grip is firm, unyielding. βI never stopped thinking it,β he murmurs, voice deep and possessive. βYou admired me once- more than anyone. That devotion is mine to keep.β
You donβt fight him. You canβt. The years have taken too much out of you. βThat was a lifetime ago,β you sigh, resting your head lightly against his armor. βIβm not sure I even know who you are anymore.β
βThen Iβll remind you,β he says, his voice soft but filled with dark certainty. βYou will stay with me. We will be wed, and you will never be alone again. Your suffering ends with me.β
For a moment, you close your eyes, letting the heavy weariness wash over you. Part of you wants to resist, to push him away. But the truth is, youβre tired- so tired. The centuries of pain and solitude have worn you down to the point where even the idea of fighting feels like too much. Capitanoβs grip is cold, but itβs steady, and in that moment, you almost feelβ¦ relieved. You donβt want to admit it, but the thought of someone else taking control, of someone else carrying the weight youβve been shouldering alone, is tempting. Especially if it's him.
βIs this really what you want?β you ask, though you already know his answer.
His arms tighten around you, drawing you in even closer. βItβs not just what I want,β he says, voice low. Unbending. βItβs what will be.β
He lifts you into his arms with ease, your body too tired to struggle, too worn to protest. You glance up at the dark mask once more, seeing nothing but the void where his face should be. And yet, for the first time in what feels like ages, you donβt feel completely alone.
βWhere are you taking me?β you ask, your voice barely audible.
βSnezhnaya,β he answers, his tone firm and absolute. βMy home. Where you belong.β
You let out a soft sigh, leaning into his chest, your body going limp in his hold. βIβm too tired to fight you, Capitano. I donβt think I care anymore.β
His response is unwavering. βYou wonβt need to fight. Youβll be with me now. Iβll take care of you.β
As he begins to walk, each step echoing the finality of your fate, you close your eyes, surrendering to the exhaustion. The world around you fades, and all you can feel is his steady, unrelenting presence. The future, dark and uncertain, is no longer your burden to bear. So what if your freedom is to be taken away?
βI hope you know what youβre doing,β you murmur faintly.
βI do,β Capitano replies, his masked face tilting down toward you, his voice calm yet possessive. If he holds you any tighter, the claws of his armor would dig into your skin. βYouβre mine. That is all you need.β
And as the cold winds of the battlefield sweep behind you, you let go of whatever fight you had left.
(Dick coming to collect Jason after heβs been βwrongfullyβ captured by the justice league while Batman is off world:)
Dick: Listen, Hood might be a criminal, but heβs one of Gothamβs. And heβs my brother.
JL: he killed 80 people in two days.
Dick: β¦heβs adopted?
Jason, glaring while bound to a chair: SO ARE YOU???
"UNEXPECTED BUT NOT UNWELCOME, I SUPPOSE"
A small drabble where Kaiserschmarrn takes a step back from his duties, just and only for his master.
A/N: I really put this off and I feel so bad. I've finally brought myself to go on and finish it but I apologize for the short length. Hope you enjoy!
Reblogs are greatly appreciated!
The night was young when Kaiserschmarrn stepped into the ballroom, the space light and filled with crowds of people and an air of music. The venue was grand, and from others' perspective, a perfect setting for someone like him... But he's seen greater parties.
GIVE ME MORE FAE'S TWST AHHHHH
"Hmm... I dreamt of you, my lady. You were standing in the snow... You looked beautiful." Sanhua responded with a warm smile. Her journey ahead was no longer alone.
-Sanhua, Story; lingering coldness
BOOTHILL β COWBOY BUSINESS
This is a big deal, cowboy. Of course, it'll be dangerous. ... Dangerous? Well, fudge. Dangerous for who!? Bring it on, baby!
"Omg this character is so annoying and unlikable- oh wait they're just me"
High res. Platinum jacket Silver groovy
I love how anything in dislyte may warrant a free five star getting chucked at you at full speed
ΰΌβ§βΛ "Happy Birthday, Master Attendant!"
Synopsis: It's been a tough, long year and your birthday rolls around before you know it. To your surprise, your Food Souls all teamed up to host a surprise party for you! But who exactly started the idea to throw you a party? Huh? B... Brownie? Notes: 2k+ words; can be seen as platonic or romantic; gender neutral Master Attendant; painfully self indulgent
REBLOGS & COMMENTS APPRECIATED!
ALCHEMY STARS SPOILERS FOR CHAPTER 1-5 OF MAIN STORY
I love how the Navigator was literally trapped underground for 17 years and the moment he steps outside he is continuously hunted by Schummer and her goons, learned that his home was destroyed, watched an entire under city blow up because of his presence, and learned his entire race was wiped out but not actually cause he thought he found another survivor who dies in his arms within minutes of meeting him.
Let the poor boy breath he's probably been in the outside world for less than a month
I just started reading the Tokyo ghoul manga after watching the anime and
The foreshadowing in this is crazy
Sakura confessing to naruto isnt top 50 worst things that naruto characters have done stop acting like it is
Does anyone know the name of the Shikatema fanfic where Shika and Temari got exchanged at birth ? (Sikamaru, Gaara and Kankuro are brothers while Temari is trying her best to try using shadow jutsu with Shikaku and Yoshino)
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