Prompt/Request by: Angsty_Teen2
TW: CHILD ABU$E AND PANICK ATTACKS
King knocked on the pearlescent, purple door before him "Collector! Can I come in?" He called out, holding a sweater he found. Hoping Collector would love it, Collector allowed King to enter despite still getting dressed. After all they just had to put his shirt on. King walked in and almost immediately dropped the sweater; seeing a large light purple scar covering almost all of The Collector's back. "What happened to your back!!?" King exclaimed, rushing over to check on Collector. The young God jumped; looking at King "w-well..it happened years ago..it doesn't matter" they said, putting on their shirt to hide the scar. King sighed "please tell me...this is really concerning.." he said softly, holding Collector's hand in his paws. Collector looked at their friend and let out a quiet huff "fine.." he said softly.
The small child was shaking while trying to practice the spells their father was teaching him. "Papa..I'm tired..please can I have a break..?" Collector asked meekly, receiving a harsh slap to the face from the older God. "You brat! Keep practicing those spells I don't care if you collapse!" The father yelled, glaring down at his child. Collector looked at the floor, continuing to practice the spell. Each time they failed his father would slash the small star's wrists with a whip
The memory stung like a stab wound as it flooded into Collector's mind, his eyes framed with tears.
"Mama! Please can you read me a story?" The small star asked excitedly, running to his mother carrying a storybook about Titans. "Collector, please turn around, I think there's something on your back" the mother said softly, feigning kindness. Collector turned around, thinking their mother was being honest. That was until she shot him with a blast of energy, making the Godling cried loudly from pain, collapsing to the floor in front of his mother.
After Collector had finished telling King their childhood he hugged his knees. "I just hope my siblings are being treated nicer..." he mumbled. King went to hug Collector but chose to let the god calm down a little bit first. Collector began to hyperventilate as the bad memories flooded their mind, tears streaming down his face. King softly hugged his friend, trying his best to comfort them. The two stayed in each other's arms for a few minutes until Collector had calmed down fully. The two beings deciding to just cuddle and nap together instead of play games
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Scars of a star
Fanfictionthis is a collection of mini-fics about The Collector, requests are allowed but most of the ones I come up with might be angst so be warned.
