#woooo~

The Dark Elf stared up at Jack, orange-tinted blood trickling down the side of his head. His iridescent eyes widened for a moment, and his hearts--pumping hard to keep him alive while his blood soaked through his armor--began to ache. It was only for a moment though; a bitter smile pulled at Malekith's lip and he looked away.

"Then what will you do with me, Captain," he rasped, and oh, how he hated to say those words. The Accursed Lord of the Dark Elves had once ruled this universe! His name alone was enough to evoke surrender. To demand power. Yet here he was now, stripped of the energy that promised him the End of this wretched Timeline, holding himself up on knees and shaking arms because his dignity refused to allow him to collapse. That's not the way his narrative went.

'What about the Doctor, then? What would 'e have to say about this?'

The Accursed's face dropped, and his gaze traveled to the dust and debris that had once been the center of Cardiff. The Doctor has no place here, he thought, wondering idly how many of his soldiers had survived Asgard's counter attack. Were they searching for him, now?

I was hoping to catch this at 1,111 so that it could be a lucky moment, but I missed it. RIP. STILL, WHAT A MOMENTOUS OCCASION!! ☆*:.｡.o(≧▽≦)o.｡.:*☆ Thanks to those who have been here forever and those just joining~

Now with this influx of people, I'm obligated to stress the importance of the tags/ratings. Please note any warnings before you start reading these doujin. Remember, this is a multi-fandom/multi-ship blog with works that range from non-rom/fluff to R18 BL. Let’s aim for a good time in this hellhole of a blog~ (b ᵔ▽ᵔ)b

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