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I had a certain thot I promised you, yes? 🥰 here we are ❤️
the juxtaposition between Lloyd and Six is quite obvious. They handle your situations a lot differently. One uses their head, the other goes for the gun instantly and doesn’t care who they have to hurt. They can never agree to something. The only thing they can get on the same page about is the love they seem to have for you.
But other things? Don’t even think about it. Especially, in the bedroom.
You’re in and out of consciousness with the way they both managed to tear you apart. Orgasm after orgasm and thinking clearly is something that’s difficult to do.
You’re caught up in two men, two past rivals, with really good dick. A harsh slap to your ass was enough to rattle you back into reality, the additional feeling of a pinky ring told you who it was.
“God, Six, I don’t know how you haven’t gotten to this ass before, it’s so fuckin’ good and she’s so fuckin’ soaked, just swallowin’ my dick. Fuck”
And Lloyd was ruthless, especially when the rhythm came after you got adjusted to his size. He fucked with vigor and a sense of hunger, he was obsessed already.
You whimpered, grasping onto the hand that had one asscheek harshly gripped. His nails dug into your skin, it pricked tears in the corner of your eyes.
“Daddy p-please-“ you cried out, “please it’s too much, I can’t—“
Lloyd released just to lay another smack to the same area, making you wail. And all he did was chuckle and continue to fuck into your ass.
“Think that’s gonna make me let up? You know I love it when you cry, baby, it keeps my dick hard and fucking you like I own you because I fucking do, now stop bein’ a fuckin’ brat before I do worse”
The tears streamed freshly from your eyes and down your cheeks. He was making you feel heavenly but Lloyd could be really mean.
“Shh, it’s okay, hey, look at daddy” a much more softer and comforting voice called from below you, the handsome yet straining from pleasure face of Six met yours. He was fucking your pussy but he was sweeter about it. So much sweeter.
He cupped your face and carefully brought you down to his, lips capturing yours easily as his hips continued to pump up into your warm canal. He groaned.
“Daddy’s got you, okay? Don’t let him make you cry. As hot as it is to see you cry from us ruining you, he’s just being an asshole”
You rested your forehead on his, eyes closed and nodding gently. “It f-feels so good though, daddy, he’s just not nice sometimes”
That made Lloyd chuckle once more, scooping you up by his forearm and bringing you into his chest. “Aww, did daddy upset his sunshine?” Lloyd asked in mock sympathy. And you nodded,“well he’s sorry, okay? He’ll be more gentle next time”
Turning your head to meet his, Lloyd kissed you slowly and filthily, your walls subtly clenching around Six, you heard the noise he made from below.
Then you felt Lloyd lay a sharp pinch to your nipple making you whine and thrash out of his hold, falling back into Six’s chest.
“But I said next time, next time isn’t now, suck it up and take what I give you, fuckin’ brat”
Six rolled his eyes and held you in his arms as he continued to fuck you, whispering sweet nothings and how he’ll make you feel better afterwards. His blues locked with Lloyd’s blues.
“You’re such a dick, you know that?”
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Bestie I’ve been feral over this the entire dayyyy!!! You’re so right 🥵 Lloyd and Six are such polar opposites in so many ways expect for their love and desire for you, methods differ but their end goal is always to please you
Literally on my knees for them both! Lloyd is definitely such an ass man, he always wants to fuck it because it’s especially tight around him and he enjoys just how much you love it and how much harder you cry when he pounds it and then my goddd the way Six comforts you and gives you that loving care….I want it so bad!
Six is definitely a soft daddy and Lloyd is a mean daddy and both of them give you whiplash with it but it’s so so good, it creates such a sweet balance and you always come so hard when they’re fucking you right
THIS IS GOLD OMG I LOVE YOU, I LOVE THIS!!! I cannot wait to finish writing my threesome fic of them because whew chile I need them!
#lloyd hansen x reader x court gentry#sierra six x reader#court gentry x reader#court gentry smut#lloyd hansen x reader#lloyd hansen smut#lloyd hansen headcanons#court gentry headcanons
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Six when you adopt a dog
Warnings: nightmares
Notes: omg omg not six but how fucking cute is that 😭 not me pretending I’m the dog 🤭🤭
this would only happen one of two ways; either he gets the dog as a gift for you, or you get it without telling him, probably the latter
look I'm not saying that you're an impulsive buyer but when you drove past the animal shelter you just had to go look. otherwise, you'd be a horrible person, right? ...right?
ok so maybe choosing one of the more hyper dogs wasn't the best decision, but you're like HERE ME OUT
car + puppy = $300 seat repair
you brought the puppy home along with the assortment of toys and supplies you just HAD to get
when six got back to your apartment and heard tiny little yowls and yelps he instantly pulled out his gun and swept room by room till he got to you
bursting in guns blazing to your bedroom, the last thing he expected was to walk in on you playing on the floor with a... puppy?
"can we please keep it? I had to-" "no." "six please we just-" "nope."
you ended up keeping the puppy
he was extremely hesitant at first. he already carries guilt around how much danger he puts you in because of his job, he doesn't want to put another innocent creature in harm's way
dog person but denies it
doesn't interact with your new puppy at first because he's scared of getting attached to it and losing it
has this irrational fear that the dog can sense what he's done
eventually begins to warm up to the puppy in secret. feeding it scraps under the table, giving it baths when you're out, taking it for walks before you wake up or when you're at work
when you're not there and he wakes up from a nightmare, kicking and screaming, the puppy jumped up onto the bed and into his lap. he didn't know what to do at first, but the puppy's cute barks and playful licks distracted him from the dark thoughts in his head
after that, it was like he warmed up to the puppy overnight, but you never could quite figure out why
#sierra six x reader#sierra six#court gentry#court gentry x reader#the gray man#the gray man headcanons#headcanon
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Claire Fitzroy & Six Headcanons bc I fixated on adult unofficially adopting children storylines bc of personal stuff I'm going through.
He kept the picture she took of him instead of destroying it.
He would never risk holding an actual picture of her in his person in fear he would get captured & they would find her so the picture she took of him is the next best thing.
Whenever he was away at work he would buy her a record wherever he was.
He never lets her see him chew gum at Donald's house.
He visits her whenever he's in town & takes her out to get ice cream.
She gets double scoops whenever she had a doctor's appointment.
Six tells Claire his real name but says he hates it so he prefers Six.
She decides to name him herself.
He loves it & uses it when they're on the run.
Claire picks out his clothes when they're on the run.
Their cover story at first was that they were brother & sister before Claire suggested Father & daughter.
Claire always says her mom is dead & thinks of different interesting ways to kill her off everytime she has to tell someone about it.
Six says he hates that & suggests she stop because the more wild the story the more likely someone will question them but doesn't actively stop her.
He secretly loves it.
Her favorite story is her mom died getting shot by a tee shirt canon at a sports game & fell off the bleacher.
Six's favorite story is her mom choked on a piece of gum because he was chewing gum in the background while she told the story & the receptionist's face was hilarious.
The have competitions over who can be the most sarcastic.
Claire wins 9 outa 10 times.
Six LETS her win most of those times.
She doesn't know his real age or birthday.
So whenever she wants sweets she claims its his birthday & buys a cake & has the baker put on more & more ridiculous ages.
She also gets him birthday cards for little girls.
Her favorite are the princess ones.
His favorite are the Barbie themed ones.
He keeps them all.
She pretends she doesn't know that.
He rarely sleeps & NEVER sleeps while she sleeps.
Claire has taken to slipping melatonin into his drinks when she wakes up in the morning so he could get some sleep while she keeps watch.
He still never sleeps more than 5 hours.
He teaches her self defense & how to use a gun.
He doesn't want her to be a killer like him just needs her to be able to defend herself.
But does everything to make sure she never has too.
He teaches her about greek mythology & when she starts reading more myths on her own they discuss them for hours.
He tells her he feels like Sisyphus & she then picks out more & more greek heroes that he's more like instead.
She tells him stories of Perseus and other heroes & points out how similar they are instead.
He starts to believe her.
He in turn tells her stories of female goddesses he sees her as.
He also gives her a list of famous people with pacemakers.
#claire fitzroy#six#netflix#court gentry#ryan gosling#julia butters#the gray man 2022#the gray man#russo brothers#headcanon#headcanons#the gray man headcanons#i love them ur honor#I'm just... going through a lot right now & its my new comfort duo
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yes i am participating (but idk if i’m doing it right):
🌸 (holland march or six <3)
Hi bestie, I’m so glad to see you participating! Of course you’re doing it right! I’ll give you a general headcanon I have for Holland AND Six. 🥰
Holland
I know we mostly see Holland drinking beer & whiskey, but I believe he would love fruity, girly, mixed drinks. Like he’d complain and pretend to be macho at first, but once you convince him to take a sip of yours, he’s hooked on them for the rest of the night. (And he’ll have a massive hangover tomorrow from all of the sugar, but he would’ve had one regardless of what he drank.)
Six
I am a firm believer that Six loves to cuddle or touch you. He may not be too big on PDA (could draw too much attention, distract him, or his biggest worry—put you in danger if someone finds out he cares about you) but when he’s behind closed doors? That man is all over you. He hasn’t had the luxury of giving or receiving affection for most of his life, but he craves it with every fiber in his being. His favorite thing to do is lay in bed with you, your head on his chiseled chest and his big, muscular, arms wrapped around you. 😍
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#elusive answers#follower celebration#holland march#Sierra six#court gentry#adoresbenho#my headcanons
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Court Gentry “Sierra Six” Master List
Kinktober 2022 Day 21: Size Kink -- Sierra Six/F!Reader
Kinktober 2022 Day 31: Hand job -- Sierra Six/F!Reader
header credit: @writercole
#Sierra Six masterlist#court gentry#the gray man#shelly writes#master list#drabbles#challenges#fanfic#headcanon#kinktober 2022
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Send 🎵 plus a muse and I will share a song from their playlist & some lyrics that stand out -- Z
OH MAN. Spotify blessed me on this day by deciding to randomise one of his main songs.
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I have a lot of thoughts on EXUVIUM and how this album influenced a lot of my headcanons around WoL Kor, Endwalker and the void/Z in general. Justin explained this album in part is supposed to be a reference to an apocalypse, which is very fitting when you consider the themes of the game. I DIGRESS, however. I'll link the most applicable lyrics.
Wrap me tight in these swaddling clothes
The newly born savior
King and lord of the void
Before his fall to darkness and ascension as a voidsent, Z was a fairly ordinary man. He was pianist in the Fel Court of Trioa; a middle-class, forgettable figure within the gentry. What he lacked in status he made up for in confidence and charm - traits that would meld into egotism and arrogance when the darkness came.
However, Z as he is now has no memory of the Z he was. That man - his name, his face, everything about him - was lost to time. He was born in the same way many voidsent are born.
Alone.
He opened his eyes to a blackened sky and the screams of the living... and he loved it. He hungered for their aether; how they writhed in his hands, how they begged for their lives and how easily he could take them. He carved for himself inside those hallowed halls a kingdom he could never have in life, pantomiming the things he dared not allow himself before, with no memory of why they were important. Ary could goad him and say she preferred him when he was a pianist, the same way he'd come back to that same piano and play it over and over again, but he didn't have the memory to know why. The hunger overrode the sense.
He became the lord of his own void, consigned to the castle until he was freed to Eorzea. A literal king and lord of nothing.
And though we’re touching skin to skin
Laying in threads of gold
You softly whisper in my ear,
“Darling you’re still alone.”
This is in direct reference to his lover, Ary. Just because Z's mind doesn't remember Troia does not mean his soul does not. He will dream of a court wreathed in purple and gold, where a lordling's daughter loved him. Perhaps he loved her, too.
In the weakness of the soul, in those small flecks of humanity, whatever is left of her - kindness, cruelty, sense or despair - reminds him that he still alone. No matter how much he is sated, no matter how much he takes, he has nothing. When he wakes from his walking nightmare, he will be alone.
No matter what he does, he is still alone.
#｡･ﾟﾟ･ — 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 : z#｡･ﾟﾟ･ — 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 : aryele#what did u expect u asked about z and ary i have many THOUGHTS#about these two and their lives and how they're intertwined#HELP
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Headcanons: Phel and Romance
While we're all sharing romance/sexuality headcanons, Duedephelon hasn't needed to consider the topic much at all. He was trained as a steward, nobility by formality but ultimately meant to be an assistant to someone more important in whatever field they place him. From a lineage standpoint, he's a disposable asset for when you still need the gentry in charge of something no one else can otherwise be bothered with but can't be trusted to the common folk. He was never meant to be considered for political advancement and thus was raised to not concern himself with romance besides advising others in the games of court.
On a personal front, Phel is asexual. While he can easily register that someone as attractive it doesn't really mean anything to him. He is otherwise heteroromantic toward fem-presenting partners, but it takes a lot to get him to genuinely develop an attraction and that focuses largely on personality and his level of comfort around them. This is partly due to all the walls he brought up, and partly because he often takes a long time to decide to act on it. He will also bring up hangups regarding status and taboos in both directions. Most attempts to ship with him will probably require the partner make the first move and with the will to get past all his excuses and rationalizations for why he can't bother with a relationship.
When he does finally act, it's often small deeply personal gestures like bespoke gifts and getting actively involved in his beloved's hobbies no matter his actual enjoyment of them.
He's also entirely monogamous (owls tend to be and Phel is no different) and very loyal and protective if he ever were to have a partner. He may see himself as super busy and sworn to several vital duties he may never be able to resolve, but deep down he does desire a romance one day- wedding and all.
That said there is a verse where he's in an arranged marriage and trying to navigate that with his existing issue of having no memory of his betrothed. Thank @thehazbins for that one. It's been a lot of fun so far. XD
#keeperofquestions#lore time#may as well jump in even if it's late#Because I can't write anything SHORT#thehazbins
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cant shake this shitty headcanon in my brain of percy accidentally seducing the others in vox machina by teaching them how to do court dances
something the gentry and nobility are schooled in from a young age bc half their interactions with other noble houses are at balls where all dancing is regimented and very public, the most physical contact with someone outside your own household, usually
But it's all 'hands pressed as you step in counterpoint' and maybe a few flourishes or dips to show you have some mastery
its all fun and games until you realise how close you both are, and that you have the instructors full attention as he shows you how to dance (and not make an ass of yourself at the next formal dinner/ball / charity royal or-gee or whatever the money havers get up to in their free time)
Scanlan would be fun, though, imagine the strict discipline of dance trying to quell a bard whose entire way of motion to music involves hip thrusts and disco moves???
just saying, could be hilarious, could be very cute too
having trouble picturing a few of them, but as a spectator sport it would be very entertaining
#tlvm#percy#percival fredrickstein von musel klossowski de rolo iii#vox machina#headcanon#i might write a fic about this one day if i ever find my creativity again lmaooo
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Sleepover Saturday!
Is there a character you’d like to write for that you haven’t yet? 💚
This is a great question, anon. Thank you!
Mainly:
Bucky Barnes (*Technically*, I've written for him before. But that was almost 10 years ago, and the fic was not great™. So we're going to pretend it doesn't exist. I'm vowing to redeem myself on that front soon, because he's one of my favourite characters ever!)
Marc Spector/Steven Grant (actually just remedied this with a little headcanon tonight, but I want to write something SUBSTANTIAL for them now)
Sierra Six/Court Gentry
But also potentially:
Lu Fox (I feel like nobody's going to read this if I write it, but I just love him so much UGH)
Eddie Brock
Billy Butcher
SLEEPOVER SATURDAY
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just wanted to say, mr. sierra six spent like majority of the movie grunting and groaning like a whore which leads me to believe he’s a grunter/groaner when fucking u
- grunting when he roughly pushes your knees up to your chest whilst devouring ur pussy
- letting out a long low groan when he bottoms out whilst trying to quietly fuck u, a hand muffling ur moans
- fucking u from behind and grunting as he grabs ur hair and pulls ur head back
tell me ur picking up what i’m putting down🥹
You’re so rightttt, Six is very vocal despite not being the type of guy to talk much and I love that. When he’s not saying something sultry or sweet to you he’s showing his pleasure and appreciation with the sounds he makes, those grunts and low groans and growls coming from a rather primal place inside him
I’m gonna melt thinking about him getting right next to your ear or his face buried in your neck, or his forehead against yours and just hearing all those yummy sounds that close? Six would go so crazy for how much you respond to it, the more he gives, the more sounds he pulls from you too
The hand over your mouth to muffle your moans, bestie I simply can’t handle the image of that whew!! And every time he pushes into you fully for the first time he makes such a content sounding groan, the way his grunts match with the way he pounds into you from any position he puts you in
His sharp gasp that practically turns into a snarl when you tighten up around his cock and he loses any train of thought he had along with the words to say just how fucking good you feel…yeah!
On my hands and knees jfc! Love this!
#sierra six smut#sierra six x reader#court gentry x reader#court gentry smut#the gray man smut#sierra six headcanons#court gentry headcanons
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HCs: A Series of Gentle Touches with Six Part 1
Summary: an hc with Sierra Six involving various situations where you guys touch. takes place after the events of the film. Posting in two parts because it's too long for one post: Part Two
Rating: General
Warnings: some blood, some swearing. besides that pure fluff
Note :I sat down for my free writing time and this came to be. Feel free to submit any hc request for Sierra Six I hope you enjoy!
Music (Listened to/Inspired By): 1. Until I Found You (Piano Version) by Stephen Sanchez 2. Fallin' All In You by Shawn Mendes 3. Fall Again by Glenn Lewis (This one is an underrated GEM from Maid in Manhattan)
after knowing Six for about four months he touches you for the first time.
it happens when you are out with him and Claire, you guys decided to go to an old thrift store in town
you wanted some new books and movies, and Claire was in it for the records obviously
you guys are on the sidewalk and Claire is chatting away with you about what she was hoping to find with Six walking along listening to the conversation
only jumping in to answer questions Claire asked or offer a sarcastic, light hearted joke at something you had said
this caused your mouth to twitch up into a small smile from time to time
and while you hoped it went unnoticed, Six noted every time it happened
when you guys are almost to the store, you pass by a group of people
seemingly on cue, Claire brings herself closer to Six, who instinctively rests a hand on her shoulder
you’re left as the closest one to the group, so, Six gently wraps a hand around your waist and reels you in closer to him
his hand flexes as he prepares to let you go, but then it relaxes and he firmly plants it there
the warmth of his calloused hand is all that can be felt in that moment
before this, he had been at arms length, never so much as touching her
always standing with a table, a counter, something keeping a distance
but not today
your cheeks heat up, as you look up at Six, who gives you the faintest wink from those ocean blue eyes right when you guys make it to the thrift store
the second time was when you were helping him clean up after dinner
Claire wanted to do dinner and a movie at home, but about halfway through the movie she’s tired and tires to hide a long yawn as she leans into you (secretly hoping Six won’t notice)
Six does. “You should go to bed, Claire”
she leans away from you, “We’re only halfway-” before a yawn cuts her off
your gaze is on her as you smile, knowing how much this meant to her and how much she loved your movie nights
you turn your attention to speak to Six, when you look at him, he quickly averts his gaze before looking back at you
“I’m sure we can finish the movie another night, Claire”
she looks at you, and says, “Fine, but help me clean up?” you nod in agreement, and wordlessly you all peel yourselves off the couch and start cleaning up
you and Claire fold the blankets and stack the pillows on top of them, and she leads you to the storage closet in their apartment
while walking she turns to make sure Six is out of earshot, “you’re going to stay to help clean, right?”
they did welcome your company, and you weren’t one to leave hosts with a mess. “of course, I’ll help, but to bed with you first”
you don’t see, but Claire smirks at your response
unlike you, she had a good idea of Six’s growing affection towards you. so, she hurries along, stacking the pillows and blankets in the storage closet. then carrying a few to her room
“there are plenty of dishes, so you might want to help Six,” she says sweetly. you raise an eyebrow at her, she’s acting weird (while you’re not picking up the hints)
“hmmm, good night, Claire”
she wraps her arms around you, “night y/n”
once she has gone to bed, you go back to the kitchen, where Six is starting to wash the dishes
“Six, you want some help with that?”
he nods, but doesn’t look your way
you silently join him and help dry the dishes and put them away
the silence is warm and comforting, until your putting away the utensils
a knife drops, slicing the palm of your hand
“mmm, shit,” you exclaim
Six rushes over and presses a clean rag against your hand, “keep pressure on that, let’s get you to the bathroom”
he wraps an arm around you and guides you to the bathroom
once you’re inside, he opens the cabinet looking for the first aid kit
once he finds it, he sets it on the counter, along with hydrogen peroxide
he goes to touch you again, and stops himself
he looks you in the eyes and asks, “can i help you up on the counter?”
nervously, you nod and he grabs your hips and gently sets you on the counter
you watch him methodically as he takes your hand and removes the rag
brushing his fingers over the cut, and flicking his eyes up at you to get a sense of how you feel
he takes his thumb and applies a bit of pressure
jokingly you exclaim, “ouch”
he looks up concerned, but you smirk and you notice the corner of his mouth turn up
“something funny, y/n?” he asks, as he soak a cotton pad with peroxide
“yeah, the level of seriousness in the room” you giggle
“i can be a bit intense at times,” he admits. you know it’s true, but after a while, it’s easy to know what to expect
“well doc, how am i looking?”
he applys a bandage to it and asks, “can you give me your hand and squeeze?”
you lay your hand in his and your fingertips run across his calloused palm
you can feel his eyes watching over you as you finally grasp his hand and squeeze
you grin and look up at him, “no pain at all, you sure you weren’t a doctor in a past life?”
he chuckles, “no, i’m sure i wasn’t”
you go to hop off the counter, and Six holds a hand to your hip to help you down
once you are, you look up at Six and he looks down at you, his hand still on your hip
he sighs and says, “it’s getting late, how about i walk you back to your apartment?”
“yeah, sure. my purse and jacket are on the couch,” you say
he nods, and motions for you to go first
you walk to the living room and grab your things, while Six puts on a pair of shoes so he can walk you out
when you’re ready he’s waiting by the door and follows you out
your apartment is only at the end of the hall, but it’s clear that Six wasn’t going to chance it
as your walking he looks over at you and says, “thank you for tonight, it was fun having someone over and i know claire loves spending time with you”
you smile and look at him, “it’s no problem. i enjoy spending time with both of you, makes things more lively”
you don’t see it, but he’s smiling and glancing at you lovingly as you open the door
almost relieved you don’t find him uninteresting
you step inside and shuck off your shoes, then look back at him, “goodnight, Six”
he doesn’t smile, but his eyes say what he feels as he says, “night, y/n”
#sierra six x reader#headcanon#the gray man#court gentry x reader#court gentry x you#sierra six x you#the gray man fanfiction#claire fitzroy#sierra six imagine#court gentry imagine#bishopgirl98#court gentry x female reader#courtland gentry#court gentry#sierra six x y/n#sierra six
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**CHARACTER NAME:** lord roiben of the court of termites
**CHARACTER FACECLAIM:** luke eisner
**CHARACTER AGE/DOB (if relevant/they're not old af):** may 15th | theoretically a few hundred years old.
**CHARACTER PRONOUNS/GENDER IDENTITY/SEXUALITY ETC:** he/him | he guesses cis male? the mortal concept of gender is next to meaningless to him. he’s… knight gender? is probably what he would say if pressed. | pansexual but mostly just kaye-sexual.
**CHARACTER FANDOM (if relevant):** the modern faerie tales series
**OC OR CANON:** canon
**CHARACTER TYPE (for example: werewolf, shadowhunter, warlock, demon etc):** fae
**HOW LONG HAVE THEY BEEN IN NEW YORK/WHY ARE THEY THERE ETC:**
**IMPORTANT CHARACTER INFORMATION TO NOTE AND SHARE (this could be important headcanons for initial plotting, mini bios etc, supporting docs):**
born into the seelie court, roiben was close with his younger sister ethine and didn’t want for much or bear much unhappiness outside of the typical fae chaos found in any court.
all he ever wanted was to be a knight, particularly to silarial as she came to the throne after her mother murdered her father. he shaped himself into a weapon she might wish to wield.
deeply romanticizing courtly love and the classic Ye Olde version of chivalry, he was over the moon when she bestowed him with her favor and he was allowed to become her knight.
eventually she takes him to her bed too and he’s like ‘i’m in love i’ll never feel this devotion for anyone else i would literally take the stars out of the sky for you’ and silarial’s like ‘you just keep doing what you’re good at champ’
so silarial has a sister who took the unseelie throne, nicnevin. to end hostilities between the seelie and unseelie courts, they decide to do a lil knight swap as a show of good faith. roiben is sent to the night court, and nicnevin’s knight nephamael is sent to the light court (that man’s a real freak but it’s Fine we don’t have to talk abt it)
this isn’t supposed to last forever (theoretically) or at least that’s the impression that roiben is under. or at least hoping for, waiting for the day his true lady might recall him to her side.
nicnevin’s like ‘mmm, a fresh pretty little knight with Morals and an unbroken spirit who would rather be anywhere else. tasty.’
with the use of his real full name (which allows anyone, fae or mortal to control the name bearer, the reason fae don’t give their full names or real names) she proceeds to have him do horrible horrible things like a big sad meat puppet. both carrying out her ‘justice’ or retaining her honor, or just for her amusement and whims.
this guy has killed or tortured… so many fey against his will. he gained a rep for being unpredictable (“as likely to kill you as to spare you”) to non-gentry fae because internally he was always trying to look for loopholes in the wording of the direct orders nicnevin might give him, so he could be gentler than he was ordered to be. or at least try to be more merciful and end someone’s life more quickly, rather than allow them to suffer.
(nicnevin loved this btw. it’s her Thing that she enjoys watching him attempt to be defiant and unhappily do her bidding against his will. she’s kind of a freak too tbh she liked debasing and humiliating him any way she could)
this continued for a few months until roiben was attacked by who he thought was seelie aligned fae in unseelie territory (new jersey), and kaye, who he Thought was a human girl who happened to have The Sight (ability to see the fae and through their enchantments and glamors), happened upon him in the woods and pulled out an arrow from his chest that was bespelled in such a way that he couldn’t pull it out himself.
in the course of all that, she gets his full real name from him as part of the ‘three questions’ he awarded her for saving him.
lots of stuff happens for kaye here, but for roiben he goes back to court and nicnevin is like ‘aha i heard there’s a cute lil mortal girl who helped you… what a shame if something happened to her :) actually :) go get her for the Tithe she’d be a good sacrifice :) :)’
(The Tithe is an every-seven-years “willing” mortal sacrifice by the unseelie court, the court does the sacrifice and the non-gentry unaffiliated fey within the court’s boundaries pledge themselves to the court for seven more years. the seelie court has one of these too but it involves less blood and murder.)
kaye is brought to the court for the tithe! she’s under the impression this is an elaborate ruse (and it is but also She Got Lied To About Who The Ruse Was Ruse-ing) and she’s not actually going to die but surprise they actually mean to kill her! oops!
she uses his full name to order him to get her out of there after he basically begged her to and roiben essentially raw killing machine’s their way outta there, it’s Brutal, he kills nicnevin to kick it all off
oops kaye is actually one of the fae! roiben does some Assuming that she knew she was fae and a changeling this entire time (she did not, she found out LIKE FOUR DAYS AGO) and he’s all hurt and huffy about that
roiben has to hide out at kaye’s mortal grandma’s house and they find out that the tithe not going through has Consequences (mortals getting fucking Eaten or dancing to death because there’s no one to make the solitary fae…. Not play with humans too much)
they go back down into the unseelie court after kaye’s friend dies by kelpie drowning to get things back in order (kaye’s other mortal friend is still stuck down there being enchanted and dommed by nephamael, who took over when nicnevin died)
in true gay villain fashion, nephamael is like ‘ahahehehe i hoped you’d come back’ and reveals that he heard kaye use roiben’s name but he sucks at giving orders in the Just Correctly Worded Way nicnevin had and kaye gets away
iron and most metals in general are poison to fae, she pries the lil shoe tacks out of her doc martins (resourceful queen) and sleight of hand drops them into his wine. nephamael is Dead as shit but here comes the seelie court “just in time” to take over.
instead, roiben is very over all of this bullshit and feels like silarial used him as much as nicnevin did so he’s like “actually i’ll be in charge. solitary fae what’s up pledge to me instead and you can do all the mortal eating you want forever from sundown to sun up on samhain”
roiben and kaye smooching here. he loves her, she literally gave him his life back and he’s just Some Guy to her, not Unseelie King or A Knight and he’s all about that. who knew that the courtly feudal system might be something one might want to find love outside of! WHO KNEW!
okay so they have to wait to coronate him officially until the winter solstice, and of course, silarial doesn’t want that because she had plans to rule both courts that got ruined by the other stuff, she’s like ‘aw baby just come back home i know you miss me, kisses :(‘
also his sister is mad at him for not just coming back to the seelie court :(
he’s falling deeper into the ‘fuck i have to become this harsher person to rule this court but has this cruelty been inside me this whole time… am i a terrible person….is there even a home for me to go home to anymore because i’m Ruined and twisted now’ you know. ptsd and trauma shit.
after his coronation, some asshole fae manipulates kaye into trying to formally declare herself to roiben, which he did NOT want her to do because it puts her in more danger.
he’s a Moron so instead of explaining this he sends her on an impossible quest that she must complete before being accepted, which is to find a fae who lies. which… they physically can’t.
kaye is off Doing Shit and roiben and silarial come to some sort of agreement- instead of fighting a full-out war with lots of casualties, they’ll just have a straightforward 1V1 duel. he beats the champion she chooses, she’ll let it go and they can have seven years of peace, and roiben’s sister on the seelie throne.
during this lil meeting at the seelie court roiben spots kaye glamoured among the queen’s attendants (she’s doing something let her be she’s valid) and is like What The Fuck
silarial is like USE HIS REAL NAME KAYE AND MAKE HIM DO WHAT I WANT and kaye’s a clever girl and uses a Fake name but it only buys them time to get the fuck outta there. or like, for kaye to get out of there with roiben’s sister as a hostage. listen, she’s got good reasons to be kinda pissy with roiben right now
stuff sure is Happening with kaye but roiben shows up for the duel on hart’s island (real place!) knowing none of that and she completes her quest (SHE is the fae who can lie) so she can tell roiben the Deets, namely that silarial is going to name roiben’s sister as her champion, so roiben won’t duel her and silarial will win
instead he still duels her, but instead of killing her upon winning he’s like ‘since you’d die and you were supposed to get the crown, who do you name as your successor?’
silarial’s like UH THAT’S NOT HOW THAT WORKS and roiben’s like i mean. we agreed if i won she’d get the crown but if she dies then… she has to name someone…
silarial is like okay fuck this duel the seelie court’s fighters would win in an actual war anyway and roiben is like i was hoping you’d say that! :) i brought all the exiled fae from nyc with me! :) interesting! :)
then she’s like FINE I’M GONNA KILL YOUR STUPID LITTLE GIRLFRIEND and roiben’s sister is like actually. i’m done with every aspect of this bullshit. and kills silarial herself with her dueling sword.
she gives roiben the seelie crown, like ‘take this I Guess, i kinda hate your ass now for making all of this come to pass when you could have just come home and everything would be normal’
so now he’s playing a balancing act of ruling both courts, which together become the termite court. it’s a pain in the ass but he’s not too bad at it, even if he kinda has a distaste for the courtier style of wheeling and dealing that being fae royalty and dealing with the royalty of other fae courts tends to entail.
he’s a stand-up guy though, and when you give him good reason to trust you at your word he’s got your fucking back.
**THREE AESTHETICS THAT REMIND YOU OF YOUR CHARACTER:** honey drizzling out of a honeycomb, freshly tilled earth from a newly dug grave, the slow but inexorable trickle of an underground river.
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**MUN NAME/ALIAS:** jesse
**MUN AGE:** 30
**MUN TRIGGERS:** n/a
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sexuality & gender diversity headcanons.
Sexuality amongst the Fae is a pretty loose term considering they're immortal and therefore can experiment and lay with whoever they want, the example being Eldred ( Cardan's father ) having both male and female consorts. And, since Eldred is the High King of Elfhame and therefore the prime example of what people idolize and whatnot, I think Cardan has learned from a young age that his sexuality doesn't really matter, at least, not in the way it matters to humans. There's no coming out, and there is no shaming for who you're with ( unless that person happens to be a mortal, alright, then it raises some eyebrows and whispers ) so, keeping that in mind, Cardan was quite free in regards to whom he kissed or had sex with. In fact, I think Balekin could care less about who Cardan brought to his bed, as long as they didn't check the human box, and, for Balekin, that's as free as Cardan's gonna get.
Personally, I think the first time Cardan has experimented with his sexuality, was during a revel. As a Prince of Elfhame, he's known to attend them and as Holly Black informed us in The Stolen Heir, when you're a Prince, you're kinda obligated to flirt and court with other people with regards to a possible future alliance. Not that Cardan ever carried about getting married to anyone to solidify an alliance ( he even admitted in The Wicked King that he believed he was in fact, not marriage material ) but he did enjoy the flirting bit. He is known to bring a lot of Faeries to his bed, whether it be Pixies or Fae of the Gentry, or Unseelie and Seelie Folk alike, so I think he'd care little about the gender of who gets into his bed as long as he gets to have a good time. If it gets him hard, he likes it.
Conclusion: In revels, he flirted with male and female Folk alike and I think that establishes him as the Whore Superior. You can call him a lot of things, but inexperienced is not one of those by a long shot ;)
#floripire#( 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐝𝐞 𝐦𝐲𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐭𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 ┊ character study )#( 𝐈 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐦𝐲 𝐚𝐫𝐦𝐨𝐫 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 ┊ answered )#( i don't even think he labels himself#( he just... sleeps with whoever he likes really#( he considers labelling and coming out to be a human thing and he can't quite understand why mortals throw a pissy fit about it#( and besides balekin had a lot of mortal servants in his estate so you bet your ass cardan tapped both genders of those as well#( but in secret because balekin would get pissy
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JAMES BUCHANAN BARNES ; BUCKY
neighbors | the reader misses the handsome face next door.
not my captain | america has a new captain, but he’s not yours.
lonely people | in which two introverts find love in their loneliness
good for you | you’re a veteran neglected by your country, so is bucky. they say friendship comes through pain.
beautiful and breathtaking | you and bucky, both damaged by the control of hydra, find love amongst your chaos. *
my hero | the reader tells bucky what he needs to hear and what he never expected.
j b b | bucky’s lover has a constant reminder of their love for him
hands | bucky is obsessed with his lovers hands. *+
need you | bucky just needs to feel his lover.
finish the story | reader encourages bucky to tell a story and he doesn’t get to finish.
bucky barnes being in love with you +
things bucky barnes would do to say ‘i love you’ without actually saying it. *
first date with bucky barnes
keep ‘em safe | bucky trusts his lover with his dog tags.
call me | bucky lets you know you can call him when you need him. *
always | it’s you and bucky. always.
prom | bucky asks you to go to prom with you
SAMUEL THOMAS WILSON ; SAM
bed? bed. | sam wilson won’t sleep until he knows his best girl is going to bed beside him.
make up | headcanon *
STEVEN GRANT ROGERS ; STEVE
breaking point | even the strongest of men meet their breaking point.
picture of you | you remind steve just how much he means to you through art.
lion boy, broken boy | steve never thought he’d have to face the trauma of his past, but he did. with you right beside him. *
walk w me? | quality time with his lover. steve loves moments like that.
missin’ you | rogers just misses his lover.
all i got | steve is more than enough for you.
the most beautiful work of art | you offer to be steve’s canvas for a day. *
so this is love | rogers keeps his promises.*
happiest of birthdays to you | you get steve a thoughtful gift for his birthday. *
THOR ODINSON ; THOR
from the sky | the god of thunder falls from the sky and ends up in arizona?
tattoos | thor is in awe of his lovers tattoos.
ANTHONY EDWARD STARK ; TONY
school nights | tony’s lover lends him a helping hand. *
JOAQUIN TORRES ; TORRES
anniversary love | joaquin would never dream of missing this moment with you.
DRUIG
not you | druig may hate everyone else, but he could never hate you +
just for a kiss | druig forgot to kiss you good night. +
whatever you want | dru is your knight in a dark leather jacket.
CLINTON FRANCIS BARTON ; CLINT
too soon? | a pretty math teacher interrupts clint’s night alone. *
D R A B B L E S & H E A D C A N O N S
beautiful boy | w/ steve rogers
i’m falling for you | w/ bucky barnes
you’re cute | misc.
i love you | misc.
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o u t e r b a n k s
RAFE CAMERON ; RAFE
lover, fighter | no one has ever fought for rafe cameron, not like you do.
m i n i s e r i e s
evenings masterlist | they’ve both suffered from a broken heart, but maybe heartbreak brings the best people together. *
D R A B B L E S & H E A D C A N O N S
the guys on obx and how they’d text you +
the guys on obx and how they’d text you (part two)
the guys on obx and how they’d text you (part three)
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v i k i n g s : v a l h a l l a
LEIF ERIKSSON ; LEIF
worry about you | you can’t help but worry about your favorite greenlander *
viking | you braid leif’s hair.*
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BRADLEY BRADSHAW ; ROOSTER
can i kiss you | lines are meant to be crossed, kissing you is one of them.
flustered and bothered | rooster can’t help being so attractive and you can’t help but to admire him. +
rooster being in love with you
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COURTLAND GENTRY ; SIERRA SIX
deserving | you think court deserves the world.
all in | you suspect court has been lying about his line of work. he finally tells you the truth.
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SEBASTIAN STAN ; SEB
forelsket | in which two co-stars fall in love with the world watching. (social media au)
JOSEPH DREW STARKEY ; DREW
hometown lover | drew comes home to his lover
jack frost | drew surprises you with his new hair color. *+
pleasant distractions | you’ve lost track of time and drew just wants to cuddle.
HARRY EDWARD STYLES ; HARRY
can i? | you want to paint harry’s nails.
all about you | h writes a song about you.
TIMOTHEE HAL CHALAMET ; TIM
my boy | you and tim on instagram live +
not your turn | 21 questions + first date = falling in love
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How the Clever Prince became the Wise King
@slightlyrebelliouswriter23 made this post about how Cardan is less of a himbo and more of a nerd
Yall… I’ve thought about this for AGES and have been wanting to make a post about it so I’m coming out of my school year hiatus to do this. (all of my school work is currently glaring at me for doing so but oh well...)
like every post i make this basically turned into a fic and im stressed about school now ahahaha worth it
clever cardan with a backstory
rated e for everyone with some light fluff
So we all know that Jude has called Cardan too clever for his own good and that is one of the reasons that she loves him (as she says at the end of QON). I seriously doubt Jude would fall for someone who wasn't clever (aka a himbo) bc she has stated multiple times that she isn't a fool for beauty in the series and that if she was she wouldn't have lasted a day in fairyland. We also know that a lot of people think that Cardan is a himbo bc of the whole banishment ordeal but I think this is the perfect example of him being too clever for his own good and I will go into detail as to why but first...
Some headcanons about his cleverness and bookwormness:
When Cardan was a child he was left to his own devices (cough severely neglected cough) and had to find ways to entertain himself. Imagine a little prince dressed in nothing but an oversized frayed shirt and a half-wilted flower crown rummaging through the royal library with no one to supervise him but the servants who could deny him nothing since he was royalty.
Cardan would spend time learning to play chess and reading books on it. He loved the strategy in the game and it could keep him entertained for hours even if he was only playing against himself. (we will come back to this)
I of course imagine him pouring over novels but more intriguingly I also see him stumbling upon spell books. Millenium old grimoires, the only copies of them that exist, tucked in the private royal collection where they are safe from prying eyes... except for young Prince Cardan who is no older than five reading through spells as ancient and powerful as the blood crown itself and unlocking their secrets. He of course thought of it as a game to learn and began practicing and playing around with these very complex spells to keep himself entertained (Jude did say that his glamor was more powerful than normal fairies). No one cared to see what he was up to at that age (as we so heartbreakingly learned in HTKOELTHS) so he had plenty of time to do so.
He would also read books full of magical riddles and books on bargain theories explaining how to best entrap another in a deal. He became very clever with his words and loved puzzling over the way his people talked. It too became a game for him and each evening as he rummaged under the tables looking for scraps of food to eat, he would listen to the most powerful folk of fairy as they conversed with one another. He listened to centuries old tricksters try to out-trick one another right at their feet as he scavenged for his meals; as he ate, he spent his time searching for truest truths hidden in their honeyed words.
Sometimes when the opportunity presented itself he would jump out from beneath the dining tables of the burg wearing nothing but a ruined gown and the food smeared on his face. This young prince, now only 7 years in age, would manage to entrap these ancient folk in bargains so riddled in their meaning that it left the gentry gasping in horror as this young child wove spells into his words that were so complex that fairies 100 years his senior couldn’t manage to replicate it if they tried and I assure you they tried.
Reputation of his cleverness spread like wildfire through the court and the people would whisper of his curse, saying that if he were given the power of the High King, it would surely be his cleverness that would bring forth their doom.
The High King Eldred heard these whispers and even had witnessed his son, barely more than a babe, outwit the brightest member of his court, yet the king still didn’t know how to feel about his curse, so he continued to ignore Cardan. But not even the King could not deny his young child's abilities, for if he tried the words would get caught on his truthful tongue.
The king wasn’t the only family who noticed Cardan’s cleverness however… Prince Dain too saw his potential and he saw it as a threat (I mean come on there had to be a larger reason at play for why Dain did what he did)
When Cardan was barred from the palace for a crime he did not commit he learned one of the most valuable lessons thus far, being clever makes you a threat, puts a target on your back, however being unassuming, his thoughts returning to the golden Prince Dain, is the perfect mask for cleverness and in turn makes your cunning that much sharper when you use it, for your victim never saw it coming to being with. From that day on Cardan decided to hide his cleverness from prying eyes so that he might protect himself and become that much more of a threat when the folk underestimated him because of his foolish facade (Jude did say he was dangerous because of how well he hide his cleverness by playing the fool)
Many things happened when Cardan moved in with his brother at Hollow Hall. He was at last introduced to Finery, Fashion and Culture and consumed it at ungodly rates. He fell in love with the arts and music, so much so that he took up playing the lute. He quickly became what the mortals would refer to as a renaissance man and mastered many topics. He was at the forefront of fashion and always knew what was in style for often he set the precedent for it himself. He gained an arrogance to him for he knew just how clever he was, and enjoyed fooling all those around him into thinking he wasn’t and then tricking them and cursing them for his own amusement.
But these were not the only things he was introduced to… after the beatings he faced at Baelkin’s command, Carden could often scarcely move from the pain being too great. This was his first introduction with drugs. He was given downers and would spend days in a drug haze, half asleep and half awake, his body floating far away from the pain and his mind whorling with dreams and hallucinations of magical ideas he could not wait to carry out. When the drugs finally wore off and his pain had faded enough for him to function again he would find himself sluggish and despite spending nearly 3 days entirely asleep. So Cardan was introduced to uppers, drugs that would keep him up for days on end so he could make up for lost time and experiment with the new magical spells that came to him in his drugged haze from when he took the downers. He would hold himself up in his room and experiment with magic, write music, poetry and literature, design new clothing, (and ponder over round ears and scribble out a name just to ride it from his head). He would then either crash from the drugs or face another beating and this cycle would repeat.
Before Jude became a spy she would often grumble about how Cardan acted like he was so smart and would waltz around as if he was the smartest person in the room, yet in class he was often hardly awake because he took some drug. She hated him for it because he was clearly a fool at best since when he wasn’t drugged out in class he wasn’t there at all, usually off cursing people or was nowhere to be seen. However, it was while she cradled Alice in Wonderland to her chest, hidden beneath a chair, that she finally learned the reason behind all of this. On her spy mission she learned that he took drugs for the beatings and was stoned in class to help with the pain, and when he ditched class to curse people he was practicing very complex magic of his own invention. In fact, Cardan was so smart he didn't need to attend class with the Children of the Gentry at all; he had learned all the information on his own by the time he was 10. He only stayed in school to avoid his abusive brother Bealkin.
Jude could withdraw from school to get private lessons and focus more on the sword if she wanted, but truly for Jude she couldn't. She had to go to classes so she could earn the Folks respect… and so she could avoid the house that she had been kidnapped and taken to after her parents murder. Cardan too could withdraw from school and focus on his experiments and passions. But just like Jude… he truly couldn’t. He had to go to avoid Belkin. So suddenly Jude found herself having sympathy for her most hated enemy.
Sympathy was weakness in Madocs eyes, Jude herself couldn’t see why until she found her knife at cardans throat with his lips on hers. She realized that her sympathy had created a weak spot in the armor that she kept locked around her heart; as time went on she found that the clever, cruel, and cursed Cardan was slowly soaking in between the cracks of that armor, and like poison in the bloodstream seeping his way between her rib cage, and finding his way to her heart. Jude was playing a dangerous game by entrapping someone as clever as Cardan to her command, for if he were to reach her heart, his poison would surely be a killing dose.
When she thought him nothing more than a drunken idiot, his poison was much easier for her to withstand, but now that she knows better it has become a very difficult task
But when she hears him speak eloquently on matters of culture, fashion, and all things fairy with the members of his court she can’t help but wish that he was talking to her and that it was her opinion that he was asking for. She told herself that no one could blame her for desiring to converse with someone who was actually clever enough to have something to say. So she craved intellectual conversation, who didn’t, and she blamed her desires on loneliness.
However, the task of lying to herself only continued to grow more trouble some as she watch Cardan give out fair and clever judgment on his people matters, as he riddled their enemies into bargains that seemed in their own favor but proved to be entirely in his, and as he used honeyed words to sway the opinions of those around him and gain the favor or his court and others.
His poison was a tricky one indead because even with the use of his cleverness he was always able to work against her commands. She should be furious about it but frustratingly she admired him for being able to outwit her.
She found her hold on him slipping even more when he got stumped by one of her commands one day. He proceeded to tell her with a sneer that she gave him a very clever one and that he wished he could begrudge her for it but he scarcely could bc of how ingenious it was.He then promptly left and did exactly as she commanded. It was an insult as much as it was a complement.
She couldn't help the beating of her heart or how much those words meant to her, Jude began to realize just how highly she found his approval. She found she admired his cleverness far too much, and even worse she desired him to think her clever too.
So much so that even as she worked herself ragged over books on how to to run the kingdom she also poured over the same books he read as a child on riddles and bargaining to give her a clue into his mind and genius.
She found him incredibly frustrating that he was so smart but refused to put his mind to running the kingdom but Cardan could not forget the whispers from when he was a child. He was convinced that any scheme he put together would be too clever for his own good and would bring down his prophecy so he simply refused to help Jude in matter of running the kingdom,( although he would give her very good advise on how to do it, especially on matters of trade that involved importing fabrics for the new designs that he sketched).
Jude did find good use for his mind however and put him to work with The Bomb and The Roach on educating the court of shadows on complex magic but even more fun than that,Cardan got to experiment with them and with their combined intellect, they managed to create incredible potions, cursed trinkets, and magical weapons. (Jude would confess this to no one but she would often come down there to train while they worked just so she could listen to him ramble on about magic theory even though it meant nothing to her because of her mortality. He sounded so happy when he talked about his books and his passions, a large difference from his usual demeanor and tho she hated herself for it she loved seeing him like that)
Cardan even personally designed a magical dagger for Jude and gave it to her in her office. The dagger would compel anyone she used it on to give her their truest truths. He told her it was for her interrogations, and asked that she try to avoid the urge to use it on him, but that if she must, she should do so with a kiss. He gave her a wink and glanced at another dagger that was still impaled in her desk from when she threw it there after their first kiss. “Since you haven't touched this one since…” he left his sentence unfinished but they both knew what moment he was referring to. After Cardan left Jude pierced her finger with her new dagger and tried to say that she left the old one there because she simply hadn't had need for it. Instead she found herself saying into her empty office that she left it there because she liked to look at it while she worked because it reminded her of Cardan and their kiss.
She felt his poison seep fully into her heart one evening when he convinced her to play him in a game of chess (I said I would come back to it). He was still struggling with his cycle of drug usage, he couldn’t stop taking anymore than she could her poison, his body revolted against it. Again she found sympathy weakening her guard since she could see he was struggling with a rather heavy come down. So Jude relented and conceded to play a match with him. She said if she won he would have to help her catch up on the work she was missing while she played. He asked for only a kiss if he won. She was shocked at first by how good he was, but the shock wore off fast because why wouldn’t he be. The game came out to a draw after 3 hrs. It was the best match of chess she had ever played. She told him as much though she felt betrayed by her lips for doing so. He looked at her through lidded eyelashes, the planes of his face accentuated by the candle light, its flicker causing the golden ring round his iris to seemingly glow. He grabbed her hand and kissed each of her knuckles and told her that he felt the same. For a moment she thought he meant he returned her feelings, only to remember that he was talking about their game of chess. Suddenly she realized that for her to desire him to return her feelings that she would have to have feelings for him to begin with. Like a fool she kissed him despite the draw, in return he helped with the work. They were wickedly efficient when they teamed up. She hated how right it felt to work side by side with him. And she hated him for his cleverness. Most of all she hated him for how she felt.
Okay… she didn't hate him. She couldn't lie to herself about it after thinking of him everyday during her capture in the undersea. She couldn't lie like that when he had slipped that ring onto her finger and made her his queen. She just wished she could hate him. She very much hated how clever he was. He made her love him, knew he could do it, bide his time and waited till the opportunity arose. He saw her at her weakest after being captured by the undersea, body and mind weak from malnourishment, heart heavy after another betrayal by her sister along with one by her adoptive father. So Cardan chose then to offer her a bargain that was too good to be true, a bargain of love, power, acceptance, a bargain that would give her a home. She took it like all the other greedy fools had taken bargains from him just to discover in the end that they were duped. She hated how clever he was, hated that he outsmarted her, hated that he had robbed her of her home and she hated herself for loving him with all her whole heart.
It was in the rose garden after he finally proclaimed her his queen that she truly understood. He had taken her hand after she slapped him and told her that he knew himself to be clever but that he always wanted her to think of him as such. In his own arrogance and greed for her approval he assumed she would understand the meaning of his words. Assumed she would think him smart for avoiding war with the undersea while still securing her place on the throne. He thought she would come charging into the throne room and that the two of them would laugh at the folk for their surprise when he explained the truth of his words as he place a crown on her brow (he designed a new one for her every single day that she was gone, had a whole room full of crowns just for her). He had thought only of himself, and his own desires, he hadn’t thought of Judes feelings or her needs at that time, after everything that she had just endured. He told her that even for all of his cleverness he was still a fool for hurting her. (this isnt how it actually went but like its what he meant we all know this)
Jude was shocked of course but she as she took him in she felt the wound begin to heal over. The Bomb had told her how he had managed to get clean while she was gone, that he doesn’t drink more than a glass of wine in the evens now. She saw that her clever prince had grown to become a wise king, though it took him some time to get there. Tail no longer tucked away, head clear from drugs; she could hardly recongise the boy who was once so mean to her.
When her king turned into the snake she tore apart his chamber convinced that in all his brilliance he must have some answers hidden somewhere on how to save him, but all she found was a hidden drawer full of all the letter drafts ofthe ones that he sent to her. The letters which she never got (i have a fic for this that i never posted so yall just lmk if ya want it).
She thought of what Cardan said in the garden about being a fool for thinking of only his feelings instead of hers as she approached the snake with the bridel. She took a lesson from the man she loved and she chopped the head off of the cursed snake.
After Cardan returned he made time every day to teach Jude how to use her new found magic, and of course she picked it up fast.
It was her favorite time of day, her Clever Prince, turned Wise King teaching magic to the Queen of Everything.
#jurdan#tfota fanfic#jude duarte#cardan greenbriar#the cruel prince#the wicked king#the queen of nothing#how the king of elfhame learned to hate stories#jude x cardan
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if you’re still doing those: edward iv / elizabeth woodville for the ship bingo 🕊x
I’m so sorry, this whole past week has been one massive mental breakdown and I have been finding it incredibly hard to do anything besides uni assignments and writing. Also, I have a lot to say about these two so I didn’t want to half-ass it.
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I don’t know if I told you this but this used to be my OTP, like years ago when I first got into this era and did not think/know much about Clarence and the others. But now it’s no longer the case and that’s not necessarily because it got replaced by gisabel per se but because I’ve always found it extremely hard to reconcile myself with the infidelity aspect. Even when I was more childish I felt a bit dissapointed in the fact that he didn’t appoint her (or Anthony) regent, like obviously now I understand why it was to an extent untenable politically, but back then my younger mind just saw it as ‘he trusted his brother more’, which kind of threw a wrench. So much for the ‘it’s complicated’ square. The problem with long marriages is that the delicious aspect tends to wane, and that can’t be helped in a 20 year long marriage! But obviously the 1464-1470 years taken into isolation... well... it was the epitome of delicious, sexual and romantic. You might find me pointing this out wierd given that I didn’t make the same remarks on Catherine of Valois and Owen Tudor who were also a pretty long marriage, it’s just that... in my mind they kind of stagnate age-wise even as they advance past their twenties because the whole narrative (historical and fictional) around them focuses on the first years of their union and the tribulations, whereas Edward and Elizabeth have a presence way past that as they were after all monarchs and never at one point left to live a quiet life and were no longer chronicled - so in that way they age before our eyes. And with that age you see the infidelity issue get worse, together with Edward’s greater promotion of Gloucester, his drinking, eating etc issues and it starts painting a sad image into my mind of like idk a love that at one point stopped being what it once was and could never again be - like the embers burning out? This turns the what could have been a obbsessive unhealthiness borne from passion into another caused by disillusionment? I don’t put too much stock into this, personally I feel the change in Edward was caused by other external factors and not Elizabeth herself eg Warwick and Clarence’s betrayals and deaths, the massive burden of fixing the previous administration’s mess etc. Nevertheless, Elizabeth on her own did not seem to be enough to drag him out of it and prevent some of his unhealthy habits. I do realise it’s a bit too much to ask for though.
Nevertheless, I do see them as soulmates, she seemed like one of the only people who could keep up with him in will and wit (though Jane Shore seemed quite a competitor in this regard) I’m not the type of person who thinks Edward was dominated by his lust, and I think based on that venetian letter (you know the Ziglio one XD) and the fact that it said that Edward loved her for a long time before marrying her, it was clearly a decision from the heart not the *ahem* codpiece. Also a part of the soulmate/star-crossed trope is the whole ‘they defied all odds, they withstood opposition’, and Liz and Big Ed are famously that. I would totally read fic for this but surprisingly there aren’t many! I honestly don’t know how come?? Like yes they do appear in a lot of histfics and the like, but apart from TWQ they are never the central focus, and even there we don’t get enough of them (which really irritates me). Some write me some!! I am intrigued by the pairing but extremely picky when it comes to how they are written because I have particular headcanons which I am fairly wedded to but do not expect they will be abided by. More in the pragraph below.
The Ship:
I absolutely can not stand portrayals of Elizabeth Woodville as a golddigger, much less some Marilyn Monroe type of bimbo. We know the type of beauty she had... a chronicler called her an excellent but solemn (or sthing like that) beauty where York in his letters to her for the marriage of Sir Hugh complemented her deep sorrowful look or such. She was a pious, economical woman who took her queenship extremely seriously and led a cultivated court, patronised literature and may have also written a poem herself (you know the one about Venus we spoke about). She was years older than Edward and on top of that a widow with two children of her own. I want to see that dynamic! I want to especially see how she drew Edward away from Warwick’s influences in order to put him on the path he was angling for: the statute of livery 1463 and the new sumptuary laws (that most famously restricted the length of piked shoes to 3 inches hhh) are very indicative of a king who (even before meeting her) wanted to install a strong centralised monarchy with a monopoly on violence and its laws. Not because of some rapaciousness on her part but because her and her family believed in him, experienced the exequies of war and wanted to put a stop to it. I want her to love Edward for putting an end to people like Warwick who caused all her family’s (and the gentry class as a whole) misfortunes and struggles, and in a way feel like she provided him with not only a circle of people who would help him realise this but also with a sort of family to soften the personal blow that he felt when part of his birth family betrayed him. I love the father-in-law becomes surrogate father trope (as I think you can tell) and I like to see Earl Rivers as that for him, hell you can take it even further and make Jacquetta as some sort of mother-figure for him as opposed to Cecily who apparently scorned the marriage and at that time seemed to side more heavily with George. I like to think under her influence she empowered him to act more ruthlessly in pursuit of his goal, but at the same time I think that while certain things were good in the long-term eg Clarence’s execution, (maybe Desmond’s??) they may have had a toll on the relationship later on. I headcanon Elizabeth as tragically hardened by the loss of her brother and father at Edgecoat and I think that may also have thrown a bit of a wrench into their love, given how she was faced with the violent consequences of being queen and afterwards with how Warwick and co. went free and she lost her chance of vengeance. I don’t think they were ever out of love though, especially judging by how she continued to be pregnant up to 3 years short of his death and the absolute trust he put in her. But I headcanon his attachment to Jane Shore as him seeking the light-hearted wit and lively banter that Elizabeth slowly started losing as the years went on and she became less vivacious and a tad more calculating and icy. I headcanon them as having a rift when it came to dealing with problems: she would keep on with her ministrations whereas he would just want to engage in escapisms. But the thing with the infidelity is that one should keep in mind that during that period relations would have to stop once the woman started showing, so Edward having affairs should not be read into too much tbh, perhaps it was more a type of addiction on his part like drinking and eating was - like all part of an excessive Epicureanism which he adopted to relieve himself of his stresses and sorrows (and boy were there many!), so not something that necessarily indicated he grew tired of her or whatever. Maybe she understood that and that’s why she didn’t make a fuss? But then again, the fact that there wasn’t complete faithfulness remains a personal impediment for me with this ship :// that’s just me personally.
Also the discussion we had about Mélusine and the alchemical elements and Edward IV’s own interest in such (which was used as ammunition for George when he accused Edward of engaging in dark arts to corrupt his subjects XD... yes I know très ironique)... made me headcanon him and Elizabeth bonding over this, and perhaps seeing their union as somewhat quite mystical. It would be something so interesting to explore and I think it’s a real shame that people nowadays recoil everytime they hear the word ‘Woodville’ and ‘Mélusine’ put together which is a shame because when handled delicately it could turn into something beautiful and it was certainly not a PG invention!
Also... those two have some bitchin’ fannart!
So yes, this was quite the stream of consciousness... but I do have a lot of thoughts for this couple! They were my OTP for the longest time after all.
#🍷❤️#ship bingo#thank you for asking darling#sorry for the delay x#I do enjoy doing those sm tho haha#a welcome break from the strict world of academics#elizabeth woodville#edward iv#elizabeth woodville x edward iv#the wars of the roses
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