The Collector x Male Reader (The Owl House)

(☀️) New beginnings (🌙)

    You can't really remember what happened, but you knew you were weak. Your family to you to go preserve the life on the boiling isles. soon you discovered the Basilisks, who were creatures who drained the life and magic of creatures around them to survive. Your siblings, the preservers told you to kill them, destroy them for what they were doing. But the little basilisks were so cute, when the preservers found out you where imprisoned. But where were you now?

    "Hello? Is anyone there~~? Please come out! Im sorry", a mysterious voice begged, he sounded around your age right? Wait. How old where you again? "Im sorry please don't leave! Please stay!" your thought was interrupted by the same voice, more desperate than last time, its obvious he thought you just got here. I mean you had just starting stirring awake after Titan knows how many years? "Hmmm?" You felt dizzy as if just talking took out energy from your already exhausted form, "Please tell me you won't leave!". 

   After a few minutes of reassurance you had finally managed to calm him down, after waking yourself up after what was probably over a thousand year sleep. "So whats your name? Mine's Observer." You calmly stated, "I'm the collector! Nice to meet you!" When he said that your memory was jogged, this was the kid that played with the Titans! You always wanted to join them, but you knew your siblings would freak out and punish you severely, because "it's our job to keep everything in line! Not to mess it all up!", at least that's about all that you could remember of their lectures. "How long has it been since we've been imprisoned?" You asked, "It's been suppppperrrrr~ boring, you would never wake up! So I couldn't play any games for at least like a thousand years! I mean, who do they even think they are trapping us here!? We deserve to be free!" He ranted, "Seriously, you can't destroy a whole race of innocent creatures and trap me when I can't! So much for family." 

   Both you and the collector ended up bonding and info dumping over being trapped for so long, guess it was just somewhat comforting listening to someone share their similar troubles while offering the same service to you. But the collector being cooped up for so long started to brain storm ideas of what games to play once you both "busted out of this joint", suddenly both of your bubble-y prisons started to glow, as both you and the collector started to worry, "Whats going on!?" You shrieked as your 'body' started to gravitate towards the ocean of black fluid, the collector started to giggle, "I think someones found us!"