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The Guardian | A Self Indulgent Oc Fic
Posted early because @vashmybbg posted "please" in all caps, and y'know what, we ballin. <3
Overview: Korsa had always been so closed off when it came to her inner world, especially when it came to showing affection. She sets that all aside after seeing her travel partner in such a weak state.
Content Warnings: Mentions of injury and plant death, maybe mild spoilers, survivors guilt.
Pairings: OC x Wolfwood (more platonic than romantic)
Note: I've barely written Wolfwood, so he might be a bit ooc. I apologize in advance.-
Either way, the poll I put out is overwhelmingly in support of this fic, so hold on to your asses, it's self-indulgent hurt/comfort time.
Hotel rooms were always stuffy and miserable. Luxury wasn't something that people like them could afford, and so, why bother toiling over what they couldn't have. Having company filled the void a little bit anyway, even if Nicholas' choice of companionship was perhaps a particularly strange one. He knew so little about someone who knew so much about him, but he figured painful memories best not come uncovered. Not in an empty hotel room, at least— that was likely best saved for the bar.
Quite frankly, Nicholas wasn't feeling up for it anyway. Dropping his Punisher by the door, along with his bags, he hadn't even taken his shoes off before throwing himself over the edge of one of the beds. He took his glasses off, tossing them to the counter with reckless abandon. A low groan of defeat escaped him, his shoulder shaking as he drew in an uneven breath that caught deep within his throat.
Korsa followed not too far behind, though her dissatisfaction was far less clear. She took the time to put her things away, stowing all her blades in the bedside drawer. Her mask hid much of her emotions, making it near impossible for Wolfwood to read her, but even she had her tells. Her shoulders were tense, and her jaw was clenched as she sat down with her back towards him, taking off her mask to rub the bridge of her nose.
"How are you holding up?" She asked quietly, staring down at her hands as she spoke to the man behind her, who averted his gaze out of respect.
Grunting, he sat up, finally kicking off his loafers. "Could be better."
"Mm... no kidding." Putting her mask back on, she turned her gaze to the man, watching as his shoulders heaved, his breaths deeper and slower than they should have been. Was he...trying not to cry? Without a second thought, she used her gifts on him, as if only to confirm his suspicions.
"You're thinking about Livio, aren't you...? Do you feel guilty, Wolfwood?" She finally asked, her tone only just barely seeming to care. It was perhaps the most emotion she'd shown since they met.
"Who wouldn't?... I should've gotten him out of there, or this strength means nothing."
Getting up, the woman sat on the foot of his bed, a soft sigh escaping her lips. "You know that isn't true. Your strength allows you to fight another day, so you can try again, and again, and again. So you can be stubborn until the day you finally succeed."
Wolfwood's eyes widened, his brow quirking up at her softness. "What did you do with Korsa?"
"Oh, shut it, Punisher. I mean it."
"Yeah, sure you do." He hadn't meant to sound so cruel, or so harsh. The words came out without thought or any sort of intention.
"Of course I do." She clapped back, her tone meeting his harshness with firmness. "You know damn well I can see your past. Besides..." Her body tensed. "I know the feeling more than you think. Only, I wasn't so lucky, you still have a chance to save them. I don't."
"Korsa?"
"You know the ghost town where we met? The plant there was shot. I tried to take the bullet, but it pierced clean through my shoulder, through the glass, and into her heart. And worst of all, they still call me the fucking Guardian." She scoffed, taking off her mask. Wolfwood tried to look away, but her gaze met his and practically trapped him there. "So trust me when I say you have a chance. And don't you waste it, either. I'm not going to let you screw up like I did, got it, Nicholas?"
"Y... Yeah." He stammered out, shocked, and quite possibly even baffled. Korsa's actions rendered him nearly speechless. Was this really the woman he'd traveled with for the past four months? And, of all names she'd ever called him, she chose his true name. In a way he couldn't quite expect, he felt touched. "So you'll be my Guardian, is what you're saying?"
Her eyes widened before finally softening, the sternness of her gaze replaced with amusement. "Y'know what. Sure. I can do that. I'll be your guardian until you can be his."
"Even if it takes a long time?"
Her shoulders shook as she held back a laugh, her hand gently placed over his. "Screw it. I'll be here till the end."
"I like the sound of that."
"Cool it, Punisher."
"Ha! Whatever."
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"You're traveling, right...?" The masked stranger would hum. "Here, I have a feeling you'll need these. If my assumptions are correct, you'll have a harder time getting your hands on some than I will." With a curt nod, the woman fumbled through her bag, handing him a couple of packages of gauze bandages.
((Howdy!! Sfhjddh I've had tumblr for maybe five days, I have no idea what I'm doing, I apologize in advance
Most of the time, when he had to interact with masked strangers, things usually got ugly pretty quickly but this one was offering him some bandages? This was a first.
"Oh, um, thank you! but are you sure you wanna give these to me? They'd probably do you a lot better than they would me." He says offering a small smile the others way as the bandages were passed into his hands.
#ic ; love and peace#answered ;#main verse ;#korsatheguardian#( no worries uwu you're doing ok so far )
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It's official, Korsa has a roleplay account now! I've reblogged a prompt post to get started, if anyone would like to swing by!
The @ is @korsatheguardian
See y'all there!
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Working on a huge Korsa post here soon 👀
I'll probably send it both here and on @korsatheguardian
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