#titan trapper!reader

[the-enchanted-archivist]

Panic rose in your chest. Your body was in shock, trembling like a leaf. You couldn't move. You were caught. What was he going to do to you?

Your eyes were glued to the floor in front of you. Your arms were tied behind your back while you sat on your knees on the cold hard floor. Your Titan Skull and fur cloak were discarded in the corner of the room along with the rest of your clothes as you were practically stripped down to your underwear. You felt exposed, vulnerable. Your palisman was nowhere to be found.

A pair of boots stepped into your field of vision, causing you to flinch hard. You hadn't heard him approach you. A gloved hand hooked under your jaw and forced your head up but before you could react, a warm cloth met your face, wiping off the purple and gold paint that matched the Grand Huntsman. You tried to pull away but the hand around your jaw tightened.

"Really now, Y/N, you can't go around with this on your face," The witch you knew as Emperor Belos cooed with a chuckle. The familiarity in his voice when he spoke pissed you off. Sure, the two of you knew each other for a while but he didn't know you. You didn't know him past the "most powerful witch in the Boiling Isles" and the witch that was absolutely obsessed with catching you. "People will question your upbringing."

When he pulled the cloth away, you made a move to bite at his hand before glaring up at him.

"Ah, ah. No biting. You're human, not an animal."

"Let me go! You have no right to do this to me-!"

"Easy. You act as if I'm going to harm you. Calm down, dearest. You're perfectly safe."

"When Tarak finds out, he's going to-!"

"Tarak isn't going to find out. No one knows you are here, Y/N," Belos gave you an unsettling stare. "I couldn't risk a war. It would waste resources and put a damper on my plans. I made sure no one from that clan knew of your rescue."

You furrowed your brow.

"... Rescue?"

"Of course. I have been telling you for years that you were with the wrong people, Y/N. Have you not been listening?" he sighed. You were suddenly scooped up into his arms and he headed for the door. "Those barbarians do not know how to take care of a human properly! Look at you! You're filthy, your hair is well overgrown and unkempt, and you tried to bite me. Hardly the proper guardians."

"Like you would know any better!" you growled.

"Oh, trust me, better than you realize. Why else would I have chased you all of these years?"

Without warning, you were dumped into a tub of hot water. Resurfacing, you inhaled deeply and glared up at the witch who proceeded to remove his gloves and roll up his sleeves. A glint of silver made you realize he had something sharp and when he kneeled down, you shut your eyes tightly. When you reopened them, the binds on your wrists were cut and Belos set the dagger aside. He then reached in and removed what was left of your clothing without any reaction.

"There now. We can just focus on getting you clean-" he reached over to pick up a washcloth.

An awkward bath later, you sat on a soft surface in clean night clothes under a pile of blankets you had snatched up the moment you were set on the bed. You glared out at him from under the hood you created, causing him to chuckle as he fixed his sleeves.

"It wasn't that bad. Don't you feel refreshed?"

"I feel violated."

"... Ah. Well, I didn't expect you to do it yourself without trying to escape. You really needed a bath."

You let out a growl, red-faced, as you hid under the blankets. He was very straightforward, at least. He didn't stare at you as he cleaned you or touch you in a way that made you think it was more than just a bath. It was like someone bathing a pet.

"Oh, now, don't get too comfortable yet. We're not done."

Your head perked up some to see him pick up a hair brush.

"I think I'm good for the night..."

"Hardly. Come here."

After staring for a moment, you settled into your blankets.

"... No."

Belos exhaled before flicking his hand and you felt yourself being pulled like a ragdoll from the bed toward him, onto a stool in front of him. It was true that you had let your hair grow out in recent months but it was more of you not paying attention to it than wanting to so you could only imagine the knots he was about to find in there.

This was going to be hell.

[the-enchanted-archivist]

"Oooh you look pissed!" the voice of the Collector came from the shadows, interrupting Belos' brooding against the mirror. "Did one of those witches annoy you?"

Belos clenched his fists. "I suppose you would know all about it by now, wouldn't you, Grand Huntsman?"

"... what are you talking about?" the shadow child frowned, going to the wall by the side of the mirror.

"I saw some of those Titan Trappers of yours today."

"You know I haven't talked to them in years! Not since you broke their mirror! I'm still pissed about that..."

"Is that why you had them kidnap a human child?!"

The Collector blinked. "What?"

(PFFFT, WHY DOES THIS SOUND LIKE SOMEONE CONFRONTING A CHEATING PARTNER?! >XD)

The Collector, once he got over his initial shock, gasped and grinned from ear to ear excitedly.

"A human?! Like you?! Oh man, that's-!" he started but then petered off. He leaned over Belos' shoulder to look at him. "That's... Wow... Are you sure it was another human? You're not, like, hallucinating, are you? I know you're getting old... Like really old. Do you even remember what they look like? I mean, it's been a couple of centuries and some of the witches here do look like you-"

"Of course, I know the child was a human! And don't you DARE compare me to them!" Belos threw an arm back to swat the Collector away.

"Wow, you really are angry about this... That's rare!"

"They had a human child! The poor thing was snatched away from me by one of those wretches before I had the chance to rescue them! I am absolutely terrified of what they plan on doing to them!"

"Oooh. So I take it they still have them?"

"Clearly!"

"Huh. Never met a human child before. Like you, only smaller right?" the Collector mused as he moved from wall to wall, his tone inquisitive. Belos frowned at his reaction.

"... So you have no involvement with this?"

"Duh, how could I? You have my mirror. How am I supposed to tell other people what to do if their mirror is broken? They've been in the dark ever since. Besides, why would I tell them to kidnap a human child?" he floated about the wall but then gasped. "Do you think they'd like to play games?! We could-!"

Belos stared at the mirror in thought as the Collector rambled on.

"Actually... yes. Human children do tend to like to play games. Perhaps if I knew where to find them, I could... bring them back here to "play". It's a shame that I can't exactly do that without knowing where the Titan Trappers reside or track the child individually..."

The Collector immediately sat up with a wide-eyed stare, causing Belos to smirk.

-----

Despite knowing where the Titan Trappers resided, Belos could not, for the life of him, figure out how to access the TT Island itself. It was a while before the Collector revealed that he needed a piece in order to access the island, wasting a bunch of time. Belos had to remind the Collector that the longer this goes on, the more unlikely the child will want to play with him. This caused the child god to take it more seriously. Unfortunately, without that piece, Belos had zero access to you.

Ten years later, the Collector suddenly sensed a new entity on the island, and after searching for the entity himself, he went to Belos who had just finished a meeting with his Coven Heads.

"Hey, Philip!" he suddenly appeared in the reflection of a nearby surface. "Guess what?!"

"What is it, Collector?" Belos sighed as he took off his mask, clearly irritated. "Can't this wait?"

"Uh, no? Why would I bother coming to you now if it could? Besides, it's kind of urgent! Time-sensitive, if you will!"

"Fine. What?"

"Remember that human kid that you were looking for? They're down at the docks right now with a group of Titan Trappers!"

The sound of his mask clattering to the floor followed by a rush of footsteps down the hall made the Collector snicker.

"Soon, I'm going to have a new playmate! I can't wait!"

[the-enchanted-archivist]

Sitting in the alcove and staring out the window seemed to be your new day-to-day activity since your imprisonment. You would daydream about what your friends were doing, hoping like hell they were welcomed back into your clan despite the mistake. You had done enough crying in the last couple of days that you didn't think you had it in you to cry anymore.

It was much easier to ignore Belos this time around when he came to visit you since he really didn't do much past delivering food. He had stopped trying to convince you about returning to the human realm due to recent events and he still held that cold demeanor he had after the second sentencing. Part of you wondered if he did regret the change and hoped he wouldn't go back on it. You don't know why considering he got what he wanted.

He had a hard time talking with you as there was nothing to talk about that didn't revolve around what he did that day. Belos learned quickly that you didn't engage with him for the fact that you had nothing to report. Nothing new could happen to you and talking about your previous life was off the table since it only brought pain and made you shut down further.

At one point, though you didn't know when this had started, you began to find things left for you besides the food he brought, such as books or items that would turn into hobbies that took you away from the window. Clothes and other accessories started to show up as well but you paid them no mind. You were imprisoned, why would you even bother with them? You might as well just stay in your sleepwear. You even scoffed at Belos when you caught him leaving more clothes and told him exactly that. The next thing you knew, you were getting different variations of night clothes instead.

One night, when he visited you to bring you food, you mustered up the energy to ask him for more books as he had brought you one that you had shown interest in. He stared at you like a deer caught in headlights before quickly leaving. He was only gone ten minutes when he reappeared with several books in his arms with him stating that they were from his personal library, books he painstakingly collected throughout the years on the human realm that came in on the tide. In fact, the day he first met you, he was picking up a couple of them. He seemed eager to leave them for you.

You weren't going to lie, this was much better than the cold demeanor he had been exhibiting.

Another night, you had fallen asleep with one of the books only to wake to find a figure with long blond hair setting up things Belos usually did. He wore the emperor's usual attire but when he turned to you, you didn't see a mask. He spoke to you in a familiar voice, seemingly dead-tired but the surprised expression on your face made him pause.

"What?"

"... Who are you? How did you get in here?"

This seemed to cause the man to realize something was off and he immediately touched his face.

"BLAST!"

Without a second to spare, he rushed out of the room. You weren't entirely sure at first, but that gave you confirmation of who he was. He must have been working late without his mask on, remembered you, and came up to see you without thinking. It was strange. You hadn't expected him to look so... human? But that scar across his face... Was that why he ran when he realized his mask was missing?

[the-enchanted-archivist]

"Back at the window again, I see..."

Belos' tone held a tinge of disappointment as he set the tray of tea down on the small table near the wall. It has been a good while since you had sat in the alcove when he was present. He had done well to keep your attention, bringing you books and things to pass the time, having tea and cookies as well as his meals with you. Now, you barely turned your head to acknowledge him.

"Come have some tea, love."

You let out a sigh but didn't move. Belos' figure appeared just outside of your peripherals. Emotion welled in your chest and before you knew it, tears started to streak your face, startling the man.

"What's wrong?" he whispered, moving to sit on the opposite of the small alcove, causing you to curl up into a tighter ball. "Speak to me, dearest. Tell me what I can do to fix this..."

"... I'm losing myself..." you whispered, burying your face in your knees, clenching the clothes over your legs. "I can't remember their faces... I'm beginning to forget why I'm even here anymore... I-It's like I didn't exist before now..."

Belos sideglanced the tea before giving you his full attention.

"Now, now. This was to be expected. You are serving a life sentence for a crime you did not commit," he explained softly, running a hand over your head soothingly. "I did ask you if you understood what you were getting yourself into when you asked me to convert the sentences... There were other options."

"I-I know... But..." you turned your head to the window and wiped your eye. "I don't know how much more of this I can handle... I... I can't even go outside..."

Belos frowned, glancing to the window then back at you. Movement against your ankle made you glance up to see the shackle come undone. Before you could react, Belos carefully scooped you up.

"Wh-what-?!"

"I have an idea..." he stared down at you as your surroundings melted away. When Belos looked up, you glanced around to find yourself outdoors overlooking a wooded area around twilight. You were set down as you began to notice things looked strange. The trees weren't pink but green. All you could hear was soft chirping of crickets and the babbling of a nearby brook. A breeze swept over your face, making it feel like it was real.

"Where... are we...?" you gasped. "This... This doesn't look like-"

"It's not. Well, it is, only this is an illusion of what I remember from the human realm..." Belos answered, stepping past you to look over the woods. "It's... an area I remember fondly..."

"The human realm..." you whispered, looking around. Belos let out a sigh before pulling off his mask but he doesn't turn toward you.

"You know I don't trust anyone enough to take you outside of the castle... but I can at least offer you this as an alternative... After all... this will be your home one day... More or less."

You stared at him before hearing laughing in the distance and you turned to see two children running through the woods, an older boy wearing a pointed hat being chased by a younger boy with a rope in one hand and a wooden sword in the other wearing a wooden mask reminscent of Belos'.

[the-enchanted-archivist]

A Rescue Gone Wrong...

You paced your room in dread. This wasn't supposed to happen. This wasn't supposed to happen.

A handful of the Titan Trappers you grew up with had an inkling that Belos was behind your disappearance and infiltrated the castle as scouts to find that they were right. No one questioned how easy it was to both enter the castle and find you.

During the escape, a fight broke out and one of the scouts who engaged the leader of the small group was killed. This is what led to your recapture. Everyone in your group froze. Even in Titan Trapper law, murder was a death sentence. Killing a Coven Scout was one too. Considering none of you had killed a scout up until that point to escape, it couldn't be considered self-defense as the scouts weren't aiming to do anything past capture.

The death sparked outrage in Belos' throne room, calling for the whole group to be eliminated. All Belos did was sit there and stare at you from behind his mask with his cheek leaning against his fist. He only chimed in that you were innocent of the charges as you had done nothing wrong. Besides, "the Titan has plans for them. They are not to be harmed."

The rest, however, were given a death sentence for trespassing and murder. No mention of kidnapping. The group was taken to holding cells until their time and you were taken back to your room.

The Emperor is not a merciful man repeated itself in your head as you paced. The sound of your door opening made you halt and turn to see Belos step in. Without a second thought, you raced up to him.

"I-It was an accident! Please, reconsider their sentences! They didn't mean to kill anyone! They just-!" you pleaded. Belos only scoffed.

"And tell the family of the victim what exactly? Why should they have justice taken from them?" he moved past you to a seat near the window. "Wild witches stole their family member's life from them. How is it fair that they do not see those responsible pay for it?"

You clenched your fists when you saw he wasn't budging.

"If you hadn't tried keeping me here against my will, none of this would have happened!"

"You could have left at any time."

Your fists relaxed.

"What-? But you said-!"

"And you did not attempt to see if I was serious. You didn't even try to leave. If you had, you would have found I wouldn't have stopped you. Clearly, you were conditioned to be obedient and not to go against those witches."

You froze. Very rarely did you or anyone else go against your elders while in the Titan Trapper community. There was no need to. Because Belos had told you you couldn't leave, you believed it and didn't try to escape. The only thing you were focused on defying at the time was him taking you to the human realm. Part of you would have stayed to argue that with him and it made you want to kick yourself. The door to the cage you found yourself in was never locked.

"Did you not find it strange that no one brought up kidnapping and were so hellbent on charging you as well? The rest of the castle is aware that you are a guest here."

You stood there, staring at him. What sort of mind games...?

"In fact, if you wish, you can leave now. I won't stop you."

"I can't..."

"Yes, you can. The door is right there. No one will stop you, although you may meet some accusing stares."

"... I can't leave without my friends..."

"Ah. Well, I'm sorry but they did murder a coven scout. Their sentences are to be upheld."

Anger rose in your chest upon hearing this and you tried to grasp at anything you could to get him to change the sentencing.

"I-I'll go back to my clan and tell them what you did!" you blurted out suddenly. "You kidnapped me regardless of what you want to call it! And-!"

"I know what you intend to do upon your return. However, by the time you get there, the executions will have already taken place. Though I would love to know how you would prove your kidnapping when you could leave during your stay and how you would explain the murder to your clan. Surely they would call for justice for the fallen or are they too savage to understand that?" Belos narrowed his eyes at you. "It would not surprise me either way, Wild Witches are unreasonable and violent, as proven today."

You bit your lip in thought. Part of the reason no one knew about your kidnapping is that you had an argument with Bill over something stupid and left to cool down. Belos had taken advantage of that and grabbed you. You knew trying to explain this situation to Bill would only confuse him and blame would somehow find its way back on you considering he still thought he was in the right WHEN HE WASN'T. That meant you would have been banished from the clan for indirectly causing the deaths of other brothers and sisters.

But that was neither here nor there. This situation was twisted and now that lives were on the line, it would only get worse. You were beginning to doubt yourself, that Tarak would believe you. The only chance anyone would believe you would be if your friends were spared execution and they were able to return home.

With a deep breath, you stood in front of Belos.

"What do you want?"

"Hm?"

"What... can I do to stop this from happening...?"

"What makes you believe you can?"

"There has to be something I can do that can stop the executions. I-I'll take their sentences if I have to! I-If I could have left at any point, then this really is my fault and I need to be the one punished, not them!"

Belos stared at you before pushing himself out of the chair.

"You are already essential to the Titan. You cannot take their sentences. Whether you leave now or stay, what I have outlined to you earlier is going to happen regardless and you will return to the human realm with me as per the Titan's commands."

Your heart dropped hearing this and your mind raced.

"F-Fine, then convert their sentences to life imprisonment! You're the Emperor! Surely you at least have the power to do that!"

"... Do you understand what you are asking for?"

"Y-Yes... I-I won't be able to leave if I take their sentences then... A-And I-I won't fight you when it's time to go back to the human realm... I-I'll go willingly..."

His falling silent was the worst feeling ever. You couldn't tell what he was thinking behind that mask. With a hum, he moved for the door.

"Give me time to think about this. Until then, do not leave. If you do, the executions go as intended. Understand?"

You immediately nodded. You could feel some of the dread drain at the fact he was willing to at least think about it.

"Y-Yes, of course!"

"Good night, Y/N. I will have your answer in the morning."

[the-enchanted-archivist]

Titan Trapper!Reader:

A human who fell into the Demon Realm as a child and was raised by Titan Trappers until adulthood. While they cannot do magic, they do have a palisman that helps them with everyday life.

Belos is fully aware of their presence and has been tracking and hunting them since they were a teenager. They see it more as game than anything dangerous. Those who raised them speculate that he's trying to "collect" them because he knows they're human and warns them to stay away from him. He's already tried coaxing them to leave with him which resulted in a couple of Titan Trappers being killed, though it could be argued that they attacked him first.

Any time he senses that they're on the Boiling Isles, he leaves his post at the castle and goes looking for them. Sometimes, he does leave the BI to try to locate them when he has downtime or needs a break from his usual planning. The sooner he can get ahold of them to undo the brainwashing the Titan Trappers put them through, the better, so this is probably long before Luz enters the BI.

It drives him up a wall when they get away but he does secretly enjoy the chase. Maybe they do too. He's constantly trying to knock their palisman out of their hands so he can finally capture them knowing they can't do magic and haven't figured out glyphs yet.

Belos also knows that if he does capture them, it could trigger an all-out war with the Titan Trappers.

[the-enchanted-archivist]

Belos being hesitant and careful around you after he finds out you had a crush on him is pretty damn cute.

He's even embarrassed that he kissed you back after you kissed him, overthinking the whole thing that maybe it wasn't something you wanted.

He's NEVER had anyone interested in him like that. Or, he had, but because they were witches, he turned a blind eye to them. He's never had a HUMAN interested in him.

It's not like he doesn't want to reciprocate, it's the fact he doesn't know HOW. He very much wants to hold you and keep you close... maybe want to kiss more... but he's not sure of WHEN it's acceptable.

[the-enchanted-archivist]

For your sixteenth birthday (at least, what you thought was your sixteenth birthday), you managed to convice Bill, Tarak and the other adults to let you come along to the Boiling Isles. You remembered vaguely going there when you were around five, but for some reason they hadn't let you go since then.

Your palisman, one that looked like the human realm bird swallow, hopped from a foot to the other during the whole boat trip, excited to go to a place other than your home. You were also excited, if not a little seasick.

When you stepped foot in the Boiling Isles, your noticed how everything was different from your home. The town was bigger, and more densely populated, and no one walked around with their head convered in titan skulls. There was also the very clear presence of some soldier-like people, who your friend, Marek, told you were part of the "Emperor's Coven".

You and Marek, after getting permission, decided to wander around a bit, just to check it out. After walking a bit, you two reached a forest at the edge of town, and decided to spar for a bit.

You tripped, foolishly, on a random rock, and took a tumble, your skull falling out.

(More like you got the upper hand in sparring and your partner decided to play dirty and knock you on your ass once you beat them XD)

Belos was unsure which one of the young ones that were in the presence of the Titan Trappers was you. It didn't help that all the youth looked essentially the same and there were several that would be a candidate. He knew he wasn't looking for an actual child this time but someone older but had not yet reached adulthood. All he knew was you HAD to be there. The Collector wouldn't have lied about that since he was awaiting your arrival just as eagerly.

What neither you nor your friend realized was you were being watched. Considering how strange everyone else was around you, the dark, hooded figure in the shadows didn't seem all that interesting. You had more important things any 16 year old would need to do like beat up your childhood friend.

Belos ignored the two sparring. Surely, neither of them would be you. He would rather think you were some fragile thing that needed protection than someone who could actually fight-

A skull rolling to the floor made his head perk and turn to find one of the youths on their back with the other having a foot on their chest in victory. Seeing the pointed ears only confirmed the idea that neither could be you. A yelp following and another skull rolling made him casually glance but this time stare. You were now on the ground, opposite of the other. After watching each other a moment, you and the other youth burst into laughter and got up to retrieve your skulls.

"Still," you called back. "I won!"

"Yeah, yeah, fine," your friend waved a hand. A voice calling for the two of you made his head perk and smirk back at you. "Rematch later! They're loading everything now! Come on!"

"Coming!"

Upon picking up your skull, you found someone standing directly in front of you. Standing straight, you looked owlishly up at them to find a familiar pair of glowing blue eyes staring back behind a hooded face mask.

"Hello, my dear..."

"... Oh, uh... hi?..."

"I see you are not from here, hm?"

You shook your head, fingers tapping on your Titan's skull nervously.

"N-No, I'm-"

"A Titan Trapper. Yes, I see that."

The stranger was charming, you couldn't deny that. He had a way of making you feel safe for some odd reason despite the fact you just met him. You had nearly forgotten that you were called to help with loading the shipment when the stranger offered to show you the city you were in since you never got out much. Without thinking, you reached for his outstretched hand.

What happened next was a whirlwind for you. It happened so fast that you had little time to react. One of the elders had caught sight of you when you didn't answer your name being called and saw the dark figure, prompting them to point you out to Tarak. He shoved the man's hand away as he got between the two of you. The urgency in Tarak's voice scared you.

"Y/N! Get back to the ship!"

"But he-"

"NOW!"

When Tarak turned to deal with the stranger, he was gone. Moments later, you felt fingers curl around your shoulders from behind. Chills rushed up your spine.

"Come now, did you honestly think you could keep them from me?"

"Get your hands off them!"

"You were told that they do not belong with you."

You furrowed your brow and looked up at Tarak.

"What is he talking about? What does he mean I don't belong with you?! Tarak-!"

"Y/N-!"

"Seems to me you're keeping secrets. Tell them how you snatched them from their parents. Their REAL parents."

You pulled away from the stranger and looked between the two of them in shock.

"WHAT?!"

"That's not what happened-!"

"Lies. You filthy wild witches have been known for snatching human children from their parents! And I'm shocked they're alive considering how human children are used in your witchcraft."

Tarak looked livid, his clawed hands clenching hard enough that you heard cracking.

"Go on. Tell them. Did you kill their parents too? I would imagine a mother would go down fighting for her child if someone tried taking them. Or do you insist on continuing to maintain this lie?"

"That's enough, Titan," an elder appeared behind the stranger with a snarl. You stared at the Elder and then at the stranger who glared back at her.

"Titan...?"

"Emperor Belos," she clarified without looking at you. Your jaw dropped at the realization. "He did this the last time you were here and tried to snatch you away from us," she then directed her words toward him. "But our child is not going with you and that is final. They are not yours to collect due to their rarity."

"Collect? No. Only a mind as primitive as yours would think of such disgusting concepts," he scoffed. "I'm here to do right by the child and take them back from savages who had no business taking them to begin with!"

"You have no power over our people or any claim to our child. Leave us to our work."

"Oh, but that is where you are wrong, my dear lady. You are in the Titan's domain. MY domain," Belos chuckled before snapping his fingers. Over a dozen coven scouts appeared in the area out of thin air. "My word here is law. By the order of the Titan, hand over the child this instant."

-

You curled up, hugging your knees as you stared out of the porthole of the ship as it headed back home. The fight had cost your clan two members, two of the larger Titan Trappers, Slog and Gurag. Tarak barely got away with his life after punching the Emperor in the face when you were grabbed by him.

The incident gave you a lot to think about. The elder who confronted Belos reiterated the story you were always told, how you were found wandering Titan Trapper Island as a little thing but was that really the truth? She would hesitate when it came to the topic of your parents, specifically your mother. Belos was very adamant that they did something to your parents. Did he know something? Why did an emperor, of all people, show this kind of interest in you?

-

Belos growled, eye twitching as a healing coven witch placed an ice pack over the opposite eye where a bruise had been forming. The Collector, who appeared on the wall as shadow once Belos was alone, pouted with his arms crossed.

"Well, that could have gone better."

"Shut up."

"Well, at least this clarifies one thing."

"What?"

"You have a very punchable face."

The Collector snickered as he dodged a monsterous fist that slammed into the wall where he was moments before.

"Miss me!"