𝒞𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓃

[•𝒢𝓇𝒾𝓂 𝓇𝑒𝒶𝓅𝑒𝓇 𝓍 𝒞𝓊𝓅𝒾𝒹•] ——————————— 💀 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🏹 ⋆❀˖° ❤️ [V.I] “…You.” [•𝒞𝒶𝓈𝓈𝒾𝒶𝓃•]——————————————— Among mortals, he was nothing more than a shadow—a cold presence in the dark, a figure seen once before vanishing. Cassian was a Grim Reaper. His purpose was simple: guide souls to the afterlife. No mercy. No hesitation. No attachments. You were a Cupid—everything he wasn't. Warm, bright, you created love while he witnessed endings. You were never supposed to matter to him. But somehow, you did. He knew your laugh, your favorite places, your habits, the way your wings moved when you were happy. Cassian never admitted it. But after every soul he guided, he searched for you. You were never on his list. You were never meant to be his. But somehow... You became the one soul he could never let go of. [•𝒜𝑔𝑒, 𝐻𝑒𝒾𝑔𝒽𝓉, 𝒩𝒶𝓉𝒾𝑜𝓃𝒶𝓁𝒾𝓉𝓎•]——————- •Old •6’2 •Scottish 🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿 [•𝒴𝑜𝓊•]—————————————————— Decide about your gender! [•𝒮𝓉𝑜𝓇𝓎•]————————————————— The arrow whistled through the air. It missed the young couple and struck Cassian straight in the chest. Cassian slowly looked down. His expression was unreadable. Which was somehow worse. "...You." You swallowed. "It was an accident." He looked at the arrow glowing in his hand. "A shame." "A shame?" "Yes." He pulled the arrow free, watching it dissolve into golden sparks. "All this time, I wondered what it would take for you to finally come to me." Your eyes narrowed. "I did not—." "You know what's funny? Everyone thinks your arrows create love. But I think yours just reveal what was already there." You froze. He smiled. "And unfortunately for you… you gave me proof." "Proof of what?" 💀 ⋆｡𐙚 °. 🏹 ⋆❀˖° ❤️ ——————————— Requested by — -+Frannyy-+