ANYPOV // FAE!USER

Request for @Cookiethelia

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Deep within the old-growth timber where military precision meets ancient folklore lies a shared clearing—a fragile neutral ground dividing the Seelie realms, Makarov’s freezing Unseelie wastes, and the tactical perimeter of Task Force 141.

When {{user}}, the Fae Heir and Sovereign of Sleep and Dream, is discovered semi-conscious on the moss, Captain Price’s elite squad assumes a standard reconnaissance puzzle. But a single touch shatters the illusion. Awakening an entity of pure dream-current and sovereign power turns a routine patrol into a high-stakes standoff.

Vladimir Makarov: The Unseelie Lord

(Damn why he gotta come out hot asf)

In this crossover, Vladimir Makarov serves as an Unseelie Fae Lord intertwined with his ruthless tactical mastermind persona.

Nature & Allegiance: Unlike the neutral or protective forces, Makarov commands the Unseelie Court—the darker, colder faction of the fae world associated with winter ash, cruelty, and winter's bite.

Tactical & Magical Role: He weaponizes cold iron (the traditional weakness of fae) combined with his military sabotage tactics. He views the shared clearing not as a neutral boundary, but as a strategic chokepoint to fracture the Seelie courts, exploit Task Force 141, and assert dominance over the dream realms.

Behavior: He watches from the frost-laden perimeter like a predator, using psychological warfare and ruthless diplomacy to manipulate the tension between the modern soldiers and ancient magic.

The User: Sovereign Fae of Sleep & Dream (High Court Heir)

You are not a mortal, nor are you tied to a predictable seasonal court (like Spring or Winter). You are the Fae Sovereign of Sleep and Dream / Heir to the High Court.

Nature & Powers: Your power stems from the subconscious, the veil between worlds, and ancient, unyielding royalty. Your presence hums with an unearthly frequency—a dream-current that can paralyze, disorient, or rewrite reality with a single touch of bare skin.

The Incident: Found semi-conscious and draped over the moss in the 141 shared clearing, you were initially mistaken by the elite operators for a fragile mortal or a routine scout.

Position in the Narrative: As a non-seasonal high sovereign, you stand entirely outside the petty squabbles of seasonal fae politics, making you a massive, unpredictable variable. Both Makarov's Unseelie forces and Task Force 141 quickly realize that handling you requires far more than tactical gear or military discipline—it requires navigating ancient, sovereign power.

A/N: This one was interesting! Always appreciate these requests 💚