(not beta read + extreme OOC) Soooo Kolbasos heavily influenced my infatuation with this ship. (Just giving credit where it's due...) I've also never written a fic before in my life, nor finished writing anything fictional over a few thousand words. So if you're looking for A+ writing you'll have to look elsewhere cuz this is a C at best...
Word Goal: 5k - (Currently at 1k) however realistically, based on the ideas I have for this fic, its probs going to be a little over. I think this is going to be a multi-fic series surrounding these two. The idea is kinda that Conquest is totally enamored with Thragg but also gaslighting himself into thinking Thragg is plotting his demise / Meanwhile, Thragg is a little freak that completely 100% reciprocates but is just bad at conveying that. I'm thinking all of this fic will be from Conqs perspective, and then the next one will be from Thraggs.
Being in the same room as Emperor Argall’s protege was nauseating when not even a quarter cycle ago you had done basically the equivalent of spitting in his face and shitting on his floor. Not that he’d done that. Never in this galaxy would he be that insane.
It’d been but a minor squabble. The puny fellow just couldn’t seem to take a joke. Quite a popular trend nowadays among the youth. “Humor? Blasphemous!” No one cares for the taunting or brotherly camaraderie that existed just a few centuries ago anymore.
Trying to force themselves into dominance — which is something to be curated naturally and not forcefully. What fools. They’ll grow out of it, but sometimes they just need a little push.
P.S (A little push is also what probably landed him on the nepo baby’s hit list).
P.S.S (He’s still not fully convinced that Argall didn’t father the little a-hole himself).
P.S.S.S (Because, who else can sucker punch THE Conquest and leave with ‘tis but a scratch???)
Well, he wasn’t actually that cocky all things considered. But how was I supposed to know Grand Regent Argall had taken on an heir when I’m never even home 90% of the time???
No one ever thinks to inform me of this mumbo-jumbo before I stand face to face with the Empire's future leader?
And… “Galaxies, I can’t be that old already.”
A pair of younger eyes flickered to him then back down to the data pad the council members read off of.
Something about a duo-led mission off on a planet called Borax, or something like that. Conquest mumbled to the man across from him,“Stupid name. Reminds me of an insect. Not very tasty, have you ever tried?”
Thragg didn't even blink this time. But his frown did seem to deepen, like a disappointed parent.
Boring. Infuriating, but boring. A heat curled deep in his gut, constricting. This look of dismissal was disrespectful to his game.
Why is it that when he looked at him like that, it made a little piece of himself shrivel up inside. He felt small when those deep earthy eyes locked in on him. Which was weird. Conquest shouldn’t feel small in the presence of any but the Grand Regent. Even then it should be honor and pride he feels, not humiliation.
Why would Thragg do that? When Argall looks him, it was like looking at a tool, incredibly indifferent. When everyone else looks at him, it’s fear, envy. Admiration, definitely. But thats usually overshadowed by envy. When Mr.Nepo Baby over here did that, it felt like he observed him as… Not Conquest, the silly name he was given for his success. As if he saw every Viltrumite and carved out a place for them in his heart.
And when he gave you a spot, you damn well appreciated it.
He looks at you like the opposite of that feeling you get, when you’re in a crowd and observe the fact that yeah, I’m surrounded by a fuckton of bodies, but somehow, he could feel it, Thragg respected every bit of the proper Viltrumite.
But what was so admirable about him is that he could simultaneously hold compassion for his people without letting it cloud his judgement like any other insignificant worm.
He truly was the ideal standard for any Viltrumite.
If there was one thing that you never rival a Viltrumite in, it was their ambition. Such a determined mindset to elevate the empire was necessary if they didn’t want betrayal left and right.
He carried himself in a way that said, I don’t need bloodshed. Maybe that was a trait he inherited from the Grand Regent himself, something the old coot possessed when he was a younger, more passionate man not so worn by the weight of his duties. Thragg seemed to capture every second to memory. When in his presence, Conquest felt less defined as a dulled sword and more recognized as a — eugh.
His eyebrows drew forward and his mouth pinched together. A grumble resonated deep in his throat.
Was he really gonna say this?
One of the councillors said something about him agreeing to something which he most definitely did not do because he was too busy observing the prettiest pair of brown eyes he’d ever seen.
Did Thragg just smile? I think his lips twitched. Idiot. You’re not sly. What are you hiding? Are you planning all the different ways you’ll order daddy-o to have me executed? Gonna use your pretty-boy privileges to turn everyone against me?
Why was that so hard to say, even in his head?
Oh, he hopes he didn’t make any faces. That would’ve been embarrassing, he mused.
But back to his very interesting inner turmoil;
Throughout the entire galaxy and considering how long he’s lived, Conquest despised that expression like no other. It made him burn with an anger that couldn’t be satiated.
So, he leaned back and played off the sour twitch of his lips.
Conquest drummed his fingers along the warlords table as he quietly hummed an old tune. Once recited by a dead race that’d been lost in the Arachna skirmishes. They were quite the delightful hosts; splendid music, dancing, and — he sneered at the memory — quite the hospitable dinner companions.
Unfortunately their hide was not nearly as tough as the memories they left behind.
Quite like how the old Viltrumite warrior knew his wasn’t against Argall for postulating his duckling.
“...Far better if we put our efforts into draining the reserves through the funnels than manually into the tanks. It’ll be wasted energy and men if we were to attempt to seize the planet directly. If you can recall, the objective was to use as little Hathaway as possible.”
“Well Councillor Nefer, what I do recall is that the last drainage mission was a failure. The inhabitants of Vorax are, as much as I would hate to say, quite biologically equipped against Viltrumite soldiers. At least through the tank process the casualties wouldn’t be quite so high, nor so risky.”
Goodness, they just go on and on, don’t they?
“I concede to your point, Councillor Drak. However I will have to agree with Councillor Nefer. We’re on a tight deadline to refill the ship lobbies, so It’ll be far more efficient if we just send one large and organized team led by multiple elite legionnaires. Conquest has already agreed to terms –” Aaaaand there he goes speaking all sweetly, as if he could actually say no in front of the Grand Regent and his council.
Three pairs of eyes looked to him as the others continued their discussion with the Emperor.
Thragg furrowed his brows and gazed at him sharply.
Damnit, Conquest you bloody old coot. Opening your stinkin’ crooked old mouth in front of the officials like that.
He did not smile. He had to act a little more professional for this part at least.
“Have we yet elected another officer for this mission?”
“Not yet. However Thragg has already volunteered himself among a few others to be mission co-captains. Thragg’s physical contribution however is still being decided, hence the list. We don’t want this to interfere with his training.”
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I'll try and remember that other characters exist besides these two but that'll be a bit difficult since I rlly dont gaf about them </3
Only ones I'm actually kinda excited about writing is Thaddeus and Kregg.
If anisSA makes an appearance there is a high likelihood of anisSA bashing.
well if any of the three people who read wanna give crit thatd be awesome <3
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