#goblin x reaper

[wtfaniii]

The Other Woman

Summary: The personification of the dream in love with the angel of death, it sounds lovely until a new girl appears in the Grim Reaper's life, forcing the beautiful dream to turn into a nightmare.

Warnings: Obsession, some things are not canon, I will only use the main characters, angst, drama.

N/A: Why is there so little of Grim Reaper??? I wanted to read something about him but in the end I wanted to write something to get rid of this dream I have about him, I haven't checked this yet so sorry for any spelling mistakes

The Grim Reaper x fem reader Cosmic entity

The soft sound of the wind blowing the leaves of the trees was like a lullaby for the deep sleep in which the city was immersed.

In the midst of the silence of a room, you were standing at the foot of a bed with a soft smile adorning your lips.

—¿You know? —Kim Shin's sudden voice almost made you jump in fright —Some people find it creepy to be watched at night while they sleep.

You brought a finger to your lips indicating for him to remain silent, you looked towards the grim reaper's bed and let out a sigh when you saw that he hadn't moved at all.

That man slept like a rock, completely covered by the sheet and the position in which he slept almost looked like a corpse and that generated genuine interest in you.

—¿What are you doing awake? You should be enjoying the dream I made for you —You said with a mischievous smile.

As the creator of dreams, you were in charge of making each and every one of the fantasies that anyone has while sleeping, sometimes were beautiful, other times were horrible, that depended on your mood and in this case, how much affection you had for them.

You liked the goblin, but sometimes he drove you crazy, that's why now him woke up from nightmares in which he fell into the void over and over again.

The complete opposite of the angel who slept peacefully in the bed in front of you, you prepared beautiful dreams for him every day for centuries.

—I don't know why you're trying so hard, he'll forget about it as soon as he wakes up anyway —Kim Shin said before returning to his room.

Maybe he was right, your beautiful angel sometimes forgot about your work as soon as he woke up but for you it was enough to feel him happiness and peace every night.

You laughed internally at the thought that God had been wrong about your supposed punishment.

This was not a punishment for you.

It was a perfect immortal life, you didn't know how but ever since you can remember you were captivated by him, it was impossible to stop smiling like a fool every time he was in front of you.

You smiled once more before turning into golden dust and fluttering above him head, entering his dream.

It was a beautiful meadow full of flowers, the soft sunlight passed through the trees leaving a beautiful scene.

But your eyes fell on the man standing a few steps ahead of you, feeding a deer with a soft smile.

—I thank you for this dream... —He said sincerely turning to look at you.

—It's not a big deal —You said making a carefree gesture with your hand but he approached you and took it —I like making these dreams for you...

—And that's why I thank you —he added, leaving a soft kiss on the back of your hand.

That act almost made your legs weak.

He knew everything you did for him and he adored it, only you were able to transmit to him the peace he longed for without needing to go to heaven, your dreams were a gift every night and no, he never forgot them.

The feeling between you was almost mutual.

The angel of death appreciated you, more than he would like to admit, sometimes he thought about how it would feel to kiss you but he still didn't know when or how to do it.

For him, dreams were even more beautiful when you were in them, the night was the only time when the two of you could talk without being bothered by Kim Shin or Deok Hwa.

It was perfect, even the grim reaper thought he was ready to take the next step and kiss you, tell you everything he felt.

But she appeared.

—¿What's wrong? —You asked curiously when the angel stood up from the table irritated after having frozen until he broke the plate of his food.

Deok Hwa was startled when you suddenly appeared next to him.

—¿Why don't you walk? ¡That would be much better than just appearing and disappearing!

—¿What's wrong? —You asked once again ignoring him complaint.

—He is confused because he cried in front of a woman for no apparent reason.

—¿Did he cry? ¿Why did he cry? ¿Did she do something to him? ¿Who is she?

Your questions came out one after another, you didn't want him to feel that way, you had put so much effort into making him immortality more beautiful for someone to come and make him cry for no apparent reason.

Deok Hwa didn't notice your concern so he continued telling you about the little he knew, he even made that movement with his lips that the grim reaper had made before referring to that girl.

A kiss.

That girl had shamelessly sent him a kiss.

You pressed your lips into a straight line and disappeared into the golden sparkles.

From that day on you felt something different between you and the angel, you didn't know what it was, but you knew who was causing it, you were quite sensitive and before knew it, you were already tormenting that poor girl with nightmares.

It wasn't on purpose, you just let yourself be blinded by your own jealousy, you had worked hard to win him over and now another woman came along to catch him attention.

You felt it was unfair.

And every night it only got worse, for her the nights of nightmares and insomnia were eternal, for him were nights in which he took pills to sleep deeply and not dream and for you, for you it was as if your heart was breaking every moment.

You stopped talking to him and occasionally you would appear in his room to try to make him dream but it was impossible, with the pills he was taking it was very difficult to introduce your beautiful dreams that you had made for him.

Until one day your heart broke completely.

You didn't know why but you decided to follow him, rarely did it but this time your instinct told you to do it.

However, you deeply wished you hadn't, he had been looking for that girl and then taking her out for coffee.

She was beautiful, you had to admit that, ¿what did she have that you didn't?

When you saw him smile genuinely at that girl's laughter, you knew immediately that the only one left out there was you.

So without saying a word you let out a tear that ran down your cheek and then you disappeared.

He sensed your presence and turned his head towards the cafe window, only managing to see small golden flashes fading away.

—¿And how have you been? —Sunny asked curiously —I hope better than me, I haven't been able to sleep lately, I always have nightmares.

Her words caught him attention.

—¿Nightmares?

—Of all kinds —Her complained regretfully.

He swallowed and looked back at the window, he knew it was you and he also knew the reason but refused to accept it.

[...]

Korea was chaos.

The sleeping pills in all the pharmacies were out of stock, and all because the nightmares were more recurrent than usual; no one could sleep without waking up screaming or crying in the middle of the night.

—You must do something to stop her —Kim Shin spoke complaining for the third time as he took his drink away from the grim reaper —Get up, go and tell your little girlfriend to solve her problems.

—She's not my girlfriend —He said seriously, sighing.

—¡Whatever! Just talk to her —the Goblin insisted, almost pleading for not having had a good dream as he should have.

—¡Please! Hallway uncle, I want to sleep —Deok Hwa said now, dramatizing his crying.

Finally he gave in and stood up to go find you.

It wasn't difficult for him, he knew you well enough to know your favorite place where you made dreams.

Arriving at that small abandoned library, he saw you sitting on the floor with a crystal sphere in front of you.

—¿What are you doing here? —You asked without taking your eyes off that sphere.

The grim reaper evaded your question and approached you cautiously, he knew the reason for your current mood and felt somewhat bad about it but he was also confused about his feelings and hoped that you could understand him.

—The nightmares must stop —He said seriously, looking down at that sphere that so tempted you to be trapped —You are causing disappointments, accidents and problems among mortals.

—Well... they have to understand that not everything will be rainbows and good news.

He watched you silently as you lifted the crystal sphere and placed it on one of the shelves.

—¿What is this?

—A dream about my past life... —You whispered.

—¿Can you know who you were before this time? —The Grim Reaper asked in surprise and disbelief —¿As?

The angel was more than impressed, he wanted to know about his past life, his name, his date of birth, everything and seeing you having a possible answer to his doubts was incredible.

—I just did it... but I don't want to see it —When you turned on your heels he was already right behind you, making you jump a little in fright —¡¿What's wrong with you?! ¡You should wear a bell!

—¿Aren't you curious to know who you were before this?

—¡No! ¡I don't want to know anything about that!, ¡or this! ¡or you!

He kept quiet and let you yell at him until you got tired, he truly hated himself for doing this to you and that was why he felt so frustrated, maybe if he knew more about his past he would know why that girl named Sunny had a big effect on him just like you.

You kept screaming and moving in circles in front of him, you were angry and sad, it was noticeable but he didn't hear anything you said until the words "I loved you" left your lips.

—¿Did you... love me? —What a stupid question, of course you did, it was always clear but he refused to see it.

—¡And I thought it was mutual! —You shouted at him one last time with tears held back in your eyes —But that pretty girl with light hair and a beautiful smile did what haven't been able to do in years except in my dreams.

—¿What?

—Make you smile.

It was torture, you made him smile several times in his dreams and with a lot of work but she, she could do it just by laughing.

—Just go away please —You asked in a low and broken voice, and before he could stop you, you had already vanished among golden sparkles.

[xoxomyseriesxoxo]

ULTIMATE SHIPS CHALLENGE → [05/10] Hugs ↳ “Like that, we parted in this life. It was much later... when I heard from her.”

[raphaellewinchester]

sadly, I'm still not over Sunny and Grim Reaper :))))

[minar-artwork]

starting today, it's our day one.

[bl-is-totes-my-jam]

I got a bit bored and thought of the concept of my last post and.... well..... This happened. Enjoy korean What Did You Eat Yesterday?

Now, I am well aware that Gong Yoo is older than Lee Dong-wook but from what I've seen, his energy and voice fits Kenji more than Shiro so hence the roles

[cannot-be-cyn]

this is the summary for the orv fic i am trying to write… huhuhu

[nidamae-approvedhpfanfics]

The Eighth Time is the Charm

Another Reptilia28's reaper challenge featuring Hermione who also remembers but isn't allowed to meet Harry till he's completed his main task or till their first train ride.

Harry sent back to 9 yrs old with Ignotus as guide in dreams giving him 2 yrs to get rid of horcruxes and basilisk, save unicorns, and woo Hermione with wandless magic.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46068682

Harry tried to remember the reason why he was sitting, apparently waiting his turn, at the longest line he had ever seen. The long headcount behind him made him realize something was amiss. Then he heard it, "Not you again!" The death angel yelled. "Oh, gods, please have mercy, I'm going to lose my job, Potter, this is the seventh time!" A fic for Reptilia28's reaper challenge.

Harry Potter, M, English, Romance & Supernatural, chapters: 15, words: 41k+, favs: 1k+, follows: 1k+, updated: Nov 20, 2018 published: Jul 24, 2018, Harry P., Hermione G., Sirius B.

[moreliketwelvehundred]

another day of ranting about how much more devastating and narratively satisfying tvn goblin would have been if they had just made goblin and grim reaper fell in love instead, because what is more painful than finding out the person you fell in love with for the first time in your centuries long life, the one you could see yourself spending your eternity of what was supposed to be a punishment with, was the one who actually betrayed and killed you and doomed you to this wrench existence in the first place. And what is more human and divine than finding it in yourself to forgive them and choosing to love them anyway, is that not something that could move even gods? is that not something that could change even fate? is that not the most human and holiest thing one can do? enough that it could free him from eternity of punishment?

[sylveaugust]

A few months ago I posted an idea for a Dead Boy Detectives X Hotel del Luna crossover and some people seemed to like it. But let me introduce you to something more or less good(maybe better):

Dead Boy Detectives X Goblin

I mean, I keep going in this rabbit hole for some reason;

Premise is that one day the agency gets a translation rune or something as payment(Charles: "That's aces! We can expand the business now!") and they go to Korea

And I keep thinking of these shenanigans where

a) Niko: I suspected goblins exist too, but I never knew goblins could be hot

Night Nurse: OF COURSE supernatural creatures exist in all shapes and sizes darling HOW DO YOU NOT KNOW-never mind.

b) Charles and Edwin avoiding the hot Grim Reaper even after the Night Nurse explains why they are not going to the afterlife(NN: I know, I hate them too)

The Grim Reaper in question be like: where are they going?

and other stuff

[thetravelingtyper]

WHAT'S THIS A MASTER LIST? about dang time

Updated 10-1 for Letters From Nowhere

MASTER LIST

enjoy - Ash

Simon Ghost Riley

Spitfire Series (GN tall American reader x SGR)

Spitfire: 1 Spitfire, 2 Reaper, 3 Feuerkopf, 4 Heated Shadow, 5 A supreme love, Nightmare Teaser

Spitfire Spinoff of Author Reader Comfort Character (RL! GN Reader x SGR)

Comfort Character Pt 1, Part 2, part 3

On The Same Page! (American, Author Reader x SGR)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10, Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15

Beasts of the Deep (SGR x Reader Au)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Wolf! Simon

One and The Same

Part 1

One Shots!

a moment

Misc Posts!

Library AU idea!

Compromising Position ft Soap!

Hypnogogic (Angst)

Saving Johnny! (Slight Angst) Look for parts 1 and 2!

Soft! Simon Headcannons

Johnny "Soap" Mactavish

Letters from Nowhere (CBF! Soap x reader x Simon)

Prologue, Part 1, Part 2

Poly 141!

Our Shattered Heart (GN! 'Heart' Reader x Taskforce 141)

Part 1, Part 2, Part 2.25, Part 2.50, Part 2.75, Part 3.00, Part 4, Part 5, Part 6, Part 7

Headcanons! (just extra content for the universe!)

Part 1,

Labyrinth (1986)

Jareth the Goblin King

Out From Twisting Pages

After finding a beautifully bound book titled “Journey into the Labyrinth” in your university library and being told to keep it, you take the uncatalogued book home over the seasonal break. However when school is suddenly shifted online, you start finding marbles everywhere you go, mysterious hijinks occur, and a large white owl suddenly decides to nest in the tree out your little house’s window, you begin to wonder if something may be up with the mysterious book…

[haveyoulistenedtothisalbum-poll]

Tracklist:

Mars For The Rich (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Hell (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Magenta Mountain (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Inner Cell (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Loyalty (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Horology (Live At Red Rocks '22) • O.N.E. (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Nuclear Fusion (Live At Red Rocks '22) • All Is Known (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Straws In The Wind (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Garden Goblin (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The River (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Magma (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Rattlesnake (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Automation (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Honey (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Sleep Drifter (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Ataraxia (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Evil Death Roll (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Ice V (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Reticent Raconteur (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Lord Of Lightning (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Balrog (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Trapdoor (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Hot Water (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Grim Reaper (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Planet B (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Dripping Tap (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Gaia (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Predator X (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Organ Farmer (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Pleura (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Oddlife (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Doom City (Live At Red Rocks '22) • K.G.L.W. (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Boogieman Sam (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Sleepwalker (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Sea Of Trees (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Bitter Boogie (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Perihelion (Live At Red Rocks '22) • I'm In Your Mind (Live At Red Rocks '22) • I'm Not In Your Mind (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Cellophane (Live At Red Rocks '22) • I'm In Your Mind Fuzz (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Tezeta (Live At Red Rocks '22) • A New World (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Altered Beast I (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Alter Me I (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Altered Beast II (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Alter Me II (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Altered Beast III (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Ambergris (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Muddy Water (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Iron Lung (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Robot Stop (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Gamma Knife (Live At Red Rocks '22) • People-Vultures (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Mr. Beat (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Digital Black (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Han-Tyumi, The Confused Cyborg (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Soy Protein Munt Machine (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Vomit Coffin (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Murder Of The Universe (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Blame It On The Weather (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Work This Time (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Lava (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Cut Throat Boogie (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Wah Wah (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Road Train (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Sadie Sorceress (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Self-Immolate (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Her And I (Slow Jam II) (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Hot Wax (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Crumbling Castle (Live At Red Rocks '22) • The Fourth Colour (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Head On/Pill (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Am I In Heaven? (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Venusian 1 (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Venusian 2 (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Billabong Valley (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Minimum Brain Size (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Static Electricity (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Let Me Mend The Past (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Alter Me III (Live At Red Rocks '22) • Altered Beast IV (Live At Red Rocks ’22) • Float Along - Fill Your Lungs (Live At Red Rocks '22)

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[bridgerteon]

"Colin Bridgerton is ruined! The show made him so unlikeable" or some negative 🐂💩 about poor Colin. NO!

I can totally understand (and agree) that Season 3 is a mess and the lack of happy Polin that I never get the chance to feel giddy about.

But Colin is not "ruined". He's the same sensitive, caring and soft boi everyone knows and loves. It's just that he feels useless, unworthy and inferior. When he finds out Penelope Featherington is Lady Whistledown, he is heartbroken because he thinks "that's not the Pen I know. Who duh heo is she!?" He also feels intimidated that she's better than him, so he believes Penelope deserves someone better than this loser. But he still wants to marry and stay with her because he loves her so much and he and Pen have the connection that only they understand; he just needs to accept that she's LW, she's still the same person he loves - just more successful, heh - and that she loves him for who he is, not what he can provide.

But what I can absolutely declare with certainty is that Colin Bridgerton is a Drama Queen™. Look at this pissy, pouty, jelly Drama Queen™ sleeping on a chaise sofa because he subconsciously just wants to be near Pen, even though he's angry with her.

And he's not the only one. Let me show you my favourite Honourary Drama Queens™ who are all very similar to Colin.

Exhibit A (and my favourite Drama Queen™):

Prince Zuko from Avatar the Last Airbender (ATLA)

Exhibit B:

(Master) Katara from ATLA

Exhibit C:

Sokka from ATLA

Exhibit D:

Ri Jeong Hyeok (Hyun Bin) from Crash Landing On You.

Exhibit E:

Anya Forger from Spy X Family

Exhibit F:

Damian Desmond from Spy X Family

Exhibit G:

Lucifer Morningstar (Tom Ellis) from Lucifer

And finally Exhibit H:

The Goblin (Gong Yoo) and the Grim Reaper (Lee Dong Wook) from Guardian: the Lonely and Great God (or Goblin).

Ultimately, Colin Bridgerton is not ruined or changed significantly from the book or past seasons. He's a soft boi and The Drama Queen™. He's somewhat like that in the book, Romancing Mister Bridgerton, too. But is more tempamental and demanding than pissy and in a teen girl phase, heh. To be honest, I prefer show!Colin than book!Colin. So I don't wanna see any more Colin (or Luke Newton) slander! 😤 Rant over.

[emotionallychargedtowel]

Goblin is bromantic as heck and during their promotional stuff Gong Yoo did THIS!

Queerbait-y? Definitely. Also hot? Big yes.

Gong Yoo and Lee Dong Wook have reportedly had a pretty close friendship ever since the filming of Goblin. It seems sincere to me. If you’re interested in seeing them interact as themselves, LDW had (maybe could still have?) a talk show and for his first episode he interviewed GY and their chemistry was definitely present. It’s on youtube with English subtitles.

(This is an unsourced gif not made by me. I saved this on my phone not intending to post it anywhere, just because I loved this moment. Sorry for the lapse of etiquette, folks. I think it was just a google image search result that was not from tumblr, but I’m not 100% sure.)

I'm guessing there is a ton of Goblin/Grim Reaper fic out there.

[zeraaachan]

goblin k-drama but make it childe

♡ *ೃ༄ pairing: goblin! childe x reader.

♡ *ೃ༄ summary: a war general escaped death only to become a goblin gifted with immortality. but immortality is not such a great gift after all, and now he seeks for the bride who'll be able to remove the sword that became a burden on his chest for 900 years.

he's immortalized by the blood on his hands and the smear of mortality on his sword. where in the battleground where all men fall, where the reapers roam and take their due, where all is blood and all is dead— he alone stand. a taker but not the taken. the living among the dead. an immortal in the battlefield.

childe, the empire's heroic war general, the feared monster in the battlefield, the mortal that seems far from one whenever in the battle ground. childe, the war general, he who won many wars. he who made many kingdoms bend on their knees. he who killed many. he who kills but never dies.

winning war after war and killing men after men, it seems that as more time goes by, the metaphor about the general being immortal doesn't seem like a fanciful comparison anymore. for he always come back bloody but never as a bloodied corpse. many soldiers tried and only met the tip of his sword. the grim reapers tried their scythe but failed to take his soul, if the war general even have one.

it seems that everyone dies but never him. never him, especially in wars.

childe, the war general, who always returned alive from the battlefield. who many asoldier tried to drag to the grave, who many swords tried to pierce, who many arrows tried to struck—

who died in the end.

not in the battlefield but inside the palace, where the empress he protected resides. where the empress he swore alliance to ordered his own sword to be driven to his chest.

the immortal in the battlefield died, pitifully, betrayed by his lord. childe, the empire's war general, the 'immortal' is still bound by the mortality of human after all.

but perhaps it is due to the many blood he drained and the red he soaked. perhaps it is the countless souls he took mericlessly. where he insulted many reapers and delivered souls, fresh from the battlefield, pitiful sacrfices for his sword. perhaps it is due to the many lives he took that instead of dying, childe lived.

and lived.

childe who didn't became a corpse, a dead man, but became something else. child who is no longer a human, a war general, someone bound to mortality.

childe who became something not human, a dokkaebi (goblin), someone cursed with immortality.

childe who escaped death and became a literal immortal.

at first, the curse doesn't feel like one. childe revels on the fact that while the empress and all that betrayed him became pitiful pawns of time and mortality, he alone lived. similar to the battlefield where all fell but not him.

time is not indifferent to him. he is indifferent to time.

mortality and death is not his shackle. he is free from it.

or so he thought during the first few centuries.

childe, the former-war general, a human once, realized that he is not so free after all and that his new chains are heavier. the shackles he drag are fanciful silver yet heavy on his being.

immortality is not a blessing. it is a curse. especially when one lives for more than 900 years.

childe who now lives an era different from where he is a war general, where he is feared, where he is a famed hero. childe who is now living his immortal life as a rich man with money to waste. childe who despite all the riches, the peace in the new era where he live in, will still trade anything to find the one who will remove the sword on his chest.

who will lift the curse from him.

whenever childe look down, he will see his own sword driven to his chest. a bloody black sword that now glows with the curse of immortality. a sword that only he and another person can see. a sword that will lift him from his curse when removed  from him. a sword that when pulled away will finally end his long life. a sword that only one person can pull away.

the goblin's bride.

childe who used to search for the goblin's bride for years. who would've given them anything they asked for if it means the sword on his chest will be removed. if it means he'll finally be free.

childe who failed to see them era after era. who never encountered the goblin's bride century after century.

childe whose eyes became dull blue, whose smiles became humorless, who finally committed himself with the fact that perhaps the goblin's bride is nothing but a feeble hope.

a dream, an illusion, to get him through his predicament but never save him from it.

childe who one day, heard a voice. who heard a wish. who heard a voice that is far too soft, with emotions, with hope, to be his.

the goblin became pulled by the voice against his will and met you for the first time face to face.

"damn, i wished to be rich not for a rich man. wait— did you teleported here?"

childe who always encountered you for some reason after that. whether it is in the library, on the road, in another country. it seems as if destiny is playing a game with the goblin in which he's always bound to meet this human who will not even understand the depth of his emptiness or the length of his life, his curse.

destiny played with the cursed goblin. it made him meet this human with with eyes that see what it shouldn't.

childe who became aware that you're somehow special. that you can see not only him, a goblin, but also all sorts of creations far from human. who realized that you are plagued by ghosts and chased by a purple-haired grim reaper.

childe whose blue eyes started to light up for only a little bit. the goblin started to noursih a little hope that perhaps the human before him wrapped with a thick red scarf will be the answer to his haunted soul. that maybe the person before him will see not only his existence but also the existence of a sword in his chest that no one else can see.

childe who hoped that you are the goblin's bride, the salvation to his endless abyss, and the one who will remove the sword on his chest.

surely you will be te bride to his cursed existence? all his riches, the golds from centuries ago, all that is his will be yours if you'll remove his curse. if only you'll see not only him but also the sword stucked in his chest. if you'll end his curse. if you'll pull the sword and end his life.

"is there anything special about me, comrade—"

"no."

"i mean— around here." childe said and resisted the urge to became offended. he indicated his chest where the sword that was driven on it years ago resides.

you hummed your contemplation for a long moment. taking a long look on the vicinity of his chest. childe held the excitement and foolish hope in him when he saw you narrow your eyes. you see ghosts, ghouls, reapers, a goblin. surely you will also see the sword on his chest.

"ah, yes. nice pecs."

you are not the goblin's bride.

when childe insisted for you to look hard enough, you only complimented the expanse of his chest once again and raised your thumbs up in approval.

the goblin's hope became killed, unlike him who cannot be.

the goblin's bride is a mere illusion, a hope for the fool. and childe is the fool who dared to hope that you will be the one, a human that he met in an era of peace and modernity, who will lift his curse.

who will remove the sword stabbed on his chest.

but how can you be the goblin's bride, his bride, if you cannot even see the sword that you're supposed to lift?

childe who still lingered around despite the futility of it. who still followed you like a puppy, or a hound, despite the realization that you are not the goblin's bride. that you will not be the one to lift his curse and that he should go away and find the one who'll actually free him from it.

but childe have all the time in the world to find the goblin's bride. for now he'll stick to you like a ginger-head puppy and hound the ghosts that bother you. for now he'll use the time he is abundant with in messing with you, in showering you with riches, and nagging you.

childe who slowly became attached to the human who'll only live for a speck of time. whose existence is only a blink compared to his. the goblin started to hold a little bit of affection to a mortal who haven't even lived a quarter of his entire life.

he became torn and hated himself for lingering around a mortal existence for too long. for becoming too close to a light that will extinguish before he can watch its flame dance.

the goblin should've searched for his rightful bride. for the means to his end. for the eyes that will see not ghosts but the sword stabbed on his chest.

childe, the goblin, one with a long history of betrayal, blood, loneliness, and void, should be searching for the goblin's bride. childe knows that he should be looking for the human who'll lift the sword from his chest instead of heeding the call of your voice again. instead of becoming pulled by your voice, like it did when you first met, and appearing beside you just in time before harm came to you.

childe who held you and all the regrets and hesitation he had became mere memory when he arrived just in time before danger befall you.

childe who berated you, scolded you, worried for the danger you wre previously in. who declared that he'll go away, who finally committed himself to it. who realized that the right decision now will be to leave before he becomes even more attached to a mortal existence.

childe who gave you parting words, who failed to notice the look in your eyes and how it rests not on his face but on his chest.

childe who was about to leave but became held back by a pull on his wrist. who met your eyes when he glanced back and realized that there's something else in your eyes.

childe, the goblin, the one cursed with immortality, the war general stabbed with his own sword 900 years ago, realized that his long life will never be the same again.

"will you not leave if i tell you that i can see... that." you said to him and pointed a finger in the direction of his chest. but childe can see that your eyes are on something else and that it's seeing the greatest evidence of his curse.

you can see the sword stabbed to his chest.

childe, the goblin, who finally found his bride after 900 years.

who now wants to live a life with the only human who have the power to end it.

goblin! childe headcanons

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My own response to Reptilia28's challenge. Harry died in the battle with Voldemort. What happens when he meets the Grim Reaper? Especially when the Reaper isn't happy with him. Rating changed to more appropriate one. HHr. Other pairings as they come.

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Also available on fanfiction.net - author: dunuelos

This is a quick fix story with major help from the goblins. Well written and fun - Voldy gets a unique form due to a change in ingredients.