How about platonic yandere Collector who wants the reader to be his parent; similar to Peter Pan and Wendy?
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"It's you, it's really you! Oh finally! Finally!" Turning you paused as a blue and yellow boy stared at you, his glowing orange eyes peering into yours.
The Day of Unity had just occurred and your head was spinning from the pain of it. You knew what was coming from your time with Belos and yet you never could have prepared for it. As you looked at this kid confused trying to decide if he's real or not you suddenly hissed. Grabbing your wrist, your entire arm burned from your magic being drained out of you moments ago. Standing in your tattered uniform left ruined after the scuffle you were in with the abomitons you took deep breaths trying to steady your vision and rapidly beating heart.
You were a mess from helping the rebels but otherwise you were alive. Alive and grateful. Belos hadn't won, your friends were safe, you hoped. Gasping for air, your coven mask makes it difficult to breathe. You just hoped this awful pain would go away soon. Everything burned, it still felt like you were on fire, like you were still being killed off.
Feeling your coven mask get tossed to the side revealing your face you find your able to breath better. You reach up confused touching your face.
"Better?" They ask you. The star boy was several feet away which means magic must have been used to throw the mask but you didn't see him summon a spell circle. Heaving in air not questioning it as you regained your full consciousness you looked around confused. You hadn't been here moments ago. How did you get here? Where was here?
Your head was spinning and you couldn't gain your bearings. But this star child... they helped you. Why?
"... Hello?" You respond softly staring up at the floating child. He beams at you and lands on the ground, the bells on his shoes jangling as he quickly walks over.
"Stay away from them! NO WEH!" As the child flicked his hand King was sent tumbling backwards. Vision cleared but still in immense pain from the after effects of the draining spell you hold your arm out for King, reaching for him.
"King...?" Getting up to go after him and make sure he's okay you stumble for a few steps before you fall to your knees again. Your breathing was uneven as your hands kept you upright, your vision was swimming again but you had to check on King. On the other kids. On your friends and family. You had to make sure everyone was okay. They had to be okay.
Wheezing as you try to push yourself up again you close your eyes unable to do it.
The blue and yellow child suddenly grabs your arm stopping you from trying. You look down at where his hand was touching you before you grabbed at your forehead trying not to scream. Everything was burning. It all burned.
"New friend! New friend!" He cries out and you cover your ears as they begin to ring. His voice makes your skull thrum and you groan uncomfortable.
"Please..." You beg but you're not even sure what you're asking for. You reach out for King but you're not even sure if you're reaching the right way. Nothing makes sense.
"You're going to be my new Baba!" The kid states happy. "Belos promised and he broke his other pinkie swear so this one he has to keep!" Baba? Belos? Pinkie swear? What was this kid talking about?
"... Baba...?" You ask squinting your eyes confused. They nod before pulling on your arm. About to protest you pause as the pain goes away with their touch. They have a smile on their face as they pull you to your feet and hug you around your waist. Weakly you smile back before instinctually your hand comes up to play with their white and fluffy hair.
"Mmmmhmmm! You're going to be my Baba! You're going to take care of me like you take care of everyone else, but only me?" He states and you simply pat the child's back still processing what was happening.
Eyes glossing over you keep playing with Collectors hair nodding at his suggestion. Baba? His baba? You'd like to be his Baba you think. As all other thoughts fade away except your love for the being infront of you, you get a hazy smile. Collector, your child's name was the Collector. Briefly you can hear King and the kids calling for you but your focus was on the your child who was hugging you tightly.
"I love you my Star child..." You mumble as a tear escapes your eye.
"I love you too Baba!!!"
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