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“And if you win, you get the keys to your own castle, and a marriage proposal from the prince!”
#she’s just like me fr#fuck the prince gimme that castle#my gifs*#my edits*#taylor swift#bejeweled#userleah#userlarri#tsusermeggie#tsuserclaire#userglorious#tusersilvia#userelena#tsuserbee#tsuserbella#usersar#1k
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(A/N): Aaaaand mama's back! First of all, let me say how grateful I was and am to get so many messages from people sharing their stories and wishing me all the best - made me tear up multiple times not gonna lie.
Thank you all so much and let's dive right back in. <3
IkePri NSFW Headcanons x GN! Reader - Part 2
Warnings: Smut | minors DNI, would this really be a Nova original if there wasn't at least a lil bit crack?, Licht's getting a little sad
Characters: Chevalier, Luke, Yves, Jin, Licht, Leon, Ikemen Prince
Word count: 690
Chevalier Michel
yk i had a thought for this one
obviously hes a top
but but, hear me out - what if he wasn't?
:)
imagine his cold, blue eyes that normally resemble a frozen lake
well that thick ice is now shattered as he's pressing his head into his pillow, trying not to wake up his annoying brothers (Clavis) while you suck him off
hes a lil bit embarrassed about the way his fists and thighs are clenched together because hes Chevalier Michel, no one makes him this weak
well, exept for you of course
but no one is allowed to find out
i think that hes a little bit bratty as a bottom
like, you want to make him beg? well beg for it.
its kind of a back and forth
but just threaten him to stop and its like a different man lies before you
just imagine him beg for you to get him off in that deep voice
Luke Randolph
i'm a huge suporter of the 'luke only cuddlefucks' theory that a great researcher (me) brought to life
i mean that man sleeps the entire day so why not, right?
he gets horny really fast, just like Gilbert
hes also big, and i dont only mean his body
big boy, gimme a big booooy-
strong hands hold you in place - in front of him, holding you against his chest while slowly fucking you from behind
100% whispers sleepy shit into your ear
honestly so sweet
idk why this is so funny to me but imagine him just falling asleep mid-sex
you're just laying there like '...uh''
lucky for you, this man is into sleep play, so just finish the job yourself~
Yves Kloss
honestly? i think hes one of those really cute and soft tops
soft tops are the best, are they not
but i don't think hes really focused on the sex part
hes a big aftercare guy
he honestly just wants to spoil you and make sure you're all pretty for him
150 step korean skincare routine after every single session without fail
bathing together with him is the most normal thing in the world
hums into your ear while massaging your shoulders
praise praise praise
i honestly think that Yves would be so fucking obsessed with you - in a non-weird way tho
if youre comfortable then he is too <3
Jin Grandet
alright, heres my completely objective take on him
daddydaddydaddydaddydaddydaddy
god i love this man so much
crush me with those honke- okay, sorry
i think hes the kind of guy who doesn't want to have one big session but like short ones scattered across the day
lil quickies yk
hes also shameless
so he just pulls you away whenever he wants to and you know what he wants
he has these 'please im so horny its not cool anymore' eyes
and if youre like me then fuck it, leggo
gives zero fucks about how loud you are
castle staff hates it when he does that but as i said
shameless (hot) asshole
Licht Klein
grumpy ass bottom
not even bratty, just grumpy as fuck
but i think thats what makes the entire thing so thrilling for him
yeah so what if he doesnt care what you do? what are you gonna do about it?
okay maybe hes a little bratty
not the guy that makes a lot of sounds while having sex
he kinda just lays there enjoying the attention hes getting from you - the sex is just a lil bonus
tries to take control on very impatient days
but nuh- uh, his moody ass is staying down
100% sure that he has these 'pls humiliate me' days
theyre rare, yeah, but getting told hes the 'bad sibling' his entire life fucked a little with his brain
pls give him aftercare
Leon Dompteur
i swear i need three tries to get his last name right every single fucking time
anyways, this mans obviously a top
he treats you like youre the deity hes praying to every single day
literally worthsips you so much
i think hes a big vanilla boi
no choking or bondage, just sweet sweet vanilla sex
his hands are huge and everywhere, like a blanket that just never ends
big praise guy too
loves to give it and absolutely thrives off of getting some back
please tell him that hes doing a good job, tell him how good his cock is making you feel
hes a big cuddler too, so get ready for some cozy aftercare <3
#ikemen cybird#cybird ikemen#ikemen series#ikemen prince#ikepri#leon dompteur#licht klein#jin grandet#yves kloss#luke randolph#chevalier michel#ikepri headcanons#ikemen x reader#gn! reader
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Three Cups Of Tea
A03 Version 》 Buy me a coffee?
Pairing: Barbatos x Mammon x Diavolo
Shall We Date? Obey Me Fic
Word Count: 2.9k
Tags: double penetration, oral sex, anal sex, spanking, whipping, use of toys, slight praise kink, threesome
Summary: Mammon gets caught in the castle and Diavolo and Barbatos decide to humor him.
* this has been in my drafts for months. Never done a threesome till now.
Once more Mammon decided to sneak into the castle to steal something priceless and sell it on Akuzon. And of course, Barbatos caught him red-handed. Nervously he tried to make up some excuse but Barbatos wasn't having it.
"Oh, we have a guest?" Mammon jumps up in shock at the deep voice and slowly turns around to see Diavolo smiling down at him.
"Yes my lord. It seems Mammon has decided to take an interest in your father's crown." Barbatos said in his usual calm demeanor.
Nervously, Mammon runs a hand through his hair "Hahaha!" He looks from Diavolo to Barbatos who both blocked any possibility of him escaping. "Well now t-that I've seen it up close...ima just gonna head on home. Bye!" He rushed the last part of his sentence to turn heel only for a large warm hand to rest on his shoulder, freezing him in his tracks.
"Now now Mammon I'm sure you can stay a bit longer. After all, you did take the time to visit us right?" The hand slowly trails down to Mammon's hip and for a moment his brain short circuits.
"Lord Diav-"
Barbatos pique in, "I would suggest you take your lord's kind offer Mammon," a small smile gracing his face. But Mammon knew better than to believe that for a second.
Mammon was beginning to regret coming here.
As Barbatos left to pour some tea for the three of them Mammon sat in his seat with embarrassment. Sure he's been caught more than once on a quick grab and run theft but never has he'd been caught red-handed by Diavolo. Speaking of which Mammon could feel Diavolo's gaze piercing through him. Tentatively the avaricious demon raised his head to see Diavolo smiling lightly at him. It shamed him to admit the prince was indeed handsome and he ended up looking away, sucking his teeth.
"What're you lookin' at?" He mumbled in an agitated tone. He wanted to go home. Any punishment from Lucifer would be better than this.
Probably.
Diavolo chuckled at the thief's attitude, making Mammon give a confused look. Diavolo merely sighs in content. "I am simply looking at you Mammon,” he purrs in a very low tone. "I can see why your modeling career has done so well." The door to Diavolo's room opens and Barbatos walks in with three cups of tea on a platter. "It makes me wonder why you would have to steal from me." Mammon gulps at the sudden change in the atmosphere and coughs to distract himself.
Barbatos picks up a cup and hands it to him while Mammon is accepted. Diavolo picked up his cup of tea last and silence fell upon them. The flavor of the liquid felt warm against Mammon's tongue and he swallowed it with no problem. He was unsurprising with the sweet taste it left in his mouth.
Barbatos takes a sip. "Shall we discuss your punishment?" The question came so naturally to the butler that it brought a shiver down Mammon's spine. "Y-You're joking, right? I rather not...uh." He shakes his head even though he typically had no say in the matter. "Besides, I gotta go anyway!"
Before he could even move a large warm hand touched his clothed knee which made the avatar jerk up.
Diavolo smiles gently, his golden eyes barely illuminating what was in store.
"I implore you to stay."
Diavolo's attention strayed to his D.D.D as he typed something before sliding it back into his pocket. He sat in a grand chair across from the bed where Mammon sat squirming around in Barbatos' hold. A riding crop and lube sat down forgotten on the sheets. The hum of the vibrator and Mammon's labored moans were the only sounds that echoed in the private chamber. Golden eyes showered over Mammon's glistening form. Barbatos' nimble fingers travel to the front of his chest to tug on the nipple clamps harshly enforcing a scream from the thief as the pain sends sparks through his body.
How long had they teased him? Mammon had lost track after the first three hours. Between the spankings, Barbatos had given him and the pretty cries that fell from his now kiss blistered lips he was sure he had ascended to the Celestial Realm.
Barbatos carefully bends Mammon down, the whip marks from earlier activities still throbbing red and anew on the demon's melanin skin, now visible to the prince. His white hair was an entire mess, straying in odd directions from being gripped on too long.
"Please direct your attention to Lord Diavolo, Mammon," Barbatos commanded and Mammon being a bit sluggish in movement, took time to raise his head to meet Diavolo's eyes. His eyes were watering and fluids dribbled from both his nose and mouth. He was trying to say something but only a whimper left his lips when Barbatos' bare hands ran over the shell of his ear. He wanted to be fuck. It didn't matter which cock it was, any would do.
Diavolo's grip on the chair arm tightens to the point it nearly cracks. He had held himself down for hours, suppressing his sexual urges as he watched his loyal servant break the Avatar of Greed down to a basic concubine.
"B-Barbatos-" he finally managed to stutter, bucking his hip against the butler.
"G-Gimme...p-p-please." A chuckle escapes Barbatos and he comments how he was still greedy even in bed but it went over the demon's head. All he wanted was release and it seemed like Barbatos was finally going to comply. His sapphire eyes roll into the back of his head when the pressure of the vibrator in his ass increases. A high guttural noise that sounded more like a growl was released from his throat as he came on the expensive silky sheets. He arched his back against Barbatos, the deep slope of his backside curving downward in bliss.
Mammon looked gorgeous.
Barbatos eyed Diavolo with a twinkle in the gesture. Once he had his lord's undivided attention he began raising a hand. The sharp blow on Mammon's cheek came down with no warning and Barbatos took full enjoyment in the scream and the way Mammon's ass jiggled in front of him. Hushing the other softly he caresses the reddening cheek with false kindness, waiting for Mammon's whimpers to die down before immediately continuing with his ministrations.
"Ouch!" Mammon screamed out and squirmed a bit as the manslaughter against his ass continued. No part of him was safe. The tears were returning and Mammon could feel himself hardening once more, even moaning a bit when Barbatos' hand moved just above his balls.
"You truly are a sadist" Diavolo comments in a playful tone, his words making the demon more ashamed of his situation.
"This is part of your punishment", Barbatos explains through each spanking. "But if you manage to behave you'll be rewarded significantly." His hands switched to the other cheek and Mammon was starting to cry again, small moans mixing in with his pain.
"Now apologize."
"N-No..." He grunts when he is suddenly flipped on his back getting a view of Barbatos' bare chest. The butler somehow still kept his formal appearance, a small smile on his pretty face. but his face was different from its neutral expression. His smile was crueler and his brows furrowed.
"No?"
"Y-yeah. Yeah, you heard me!" He hated the stutter in his voice. Did Mammon make a mistake? He probably did but for some reason just seeing Barbatos become unraveled felt worth it.
He is kinda pretty too, he thought to himself, eyes minding the fit but petite body.
Mammon watched as the nude butler raised his hand in a backhand position. Before Mammon could even think, the slap that collided with his cheek was enough to make his head turn in the direction.
Another slap was down on his face again. And again. And again. He was gasping at pain blossoming in his face and it was long before he was crying out for Barbatos to stop. It only made the butler's pupils dilate.
When another bruising slap lands on him, this time on his sensitive nipples, his back arched in pleasure.
"M'sorry...for stealing..." he slurs out but even Mammon wasn't sure he meant it.
"To think you would get off on this." Diavolo's voice brought Mammon back to reality. Barbatos watched silently as the two locked eyes, Mammon's attention shifting down to the huge tent straining against the prince's pants. His eyes widened and unconsciously he ran his tongue over his lips, the final warning before Diavolo broke his restraints.
"Enough." The demon stood from his chair, hands already unbuttoning his jacket and Mammon watches with embarrassment as the prince stripped himself before him. He grunts when he feels the vibrator finally being pulled from his ass, leaving a large gaping hole. He hears a small hum from behind and the shuffling of more clothes falling.
"I should warn you that Lord Diavolo tends to go overboard." Warm hands pull Mammon up into a sitting position and the demon manages to give the butler a puzzling look which he merely smiles at. Wasn't he just beating the shit out of him just now?
"Do not be surprised if you blackout." Was the only warning he received before the bed sunk from the extra pressure of a body finally joining their extracurricular activities. Mammon gulps at the sight before him. All of him was screaming to run but he knew it was useless, the majority of his body was exhausted. He flinches a bit when a finger pushes a few strands of hair away from his face.
There Diavolo stood naked in his royal glory, the lights from above defining all his muscles and his face in all the right ways. If Mammon wasn't blushing before he certainly was. For once a quiet spell came over him as Diavolo took to studying every nook and cranny of Mammon's handsome face. His fingers graze the side of his jaw, trailing down to his lips. Unsure of what to do Mammon opened his mouth a bit and gently bit down on the prince's thumb. His body still sensitive felt hyper-aware of Barbatos wrapping his arms around him, placing a small kiss on his neck.
"You truly are gorgeous." Mammon stutters at the sudden compliment from the prince who smiled. "Don't you agree Barbatos?"
"I do." The butler places another wet kiss on Mammon cheek, taking joy in the way the other flushed. "Your moans are very pretty. And you are rather needy in bed..."
"Yes. He is isn't he?" Mammon averts his gaze from the towering prince suddenly feeling uncomfortable from the compliments. It seems Diavolo was onto him and firmly grips Mammon's face directing to his gaze only.
"You don't believe me?"
He starts to stutter. "I-I never said-"
"The prince's word is law Mammon." A hand travels down to the thief's gaping hole. Barbatos used a single finger to outline the circle of it, occasionally pushing a finger in. He places a kiss on his ear before whispering in a taut manner. "You should show some manners and thank him."
Mammon looks at Diavolo unsure but it didn't matter when the prince captured his lips. He lets out a soft moan, not used to soft gestures. He feels Diavolo's tongue run over his lips demanding entrance. He parts them and moans into the kiss when Barbatos' tongue slips into his ear, probing at the inside. It should've made him feel disgusted but instead, he ended up moaning in the kiss with Diavolo. His body searing hot and he couldn't keep up with his tongue was exploring the inside of his mouth.
He's really warm, Mammon thinks between the kisses. This went on for a few more minutes before the two separate, a trail of saliva trailing from their lips. Mammon hums a bit when Barbatos pulls from his ear looking proud of his handiwork. Carefully, without instruction, the demon pulls away from the butler to lower himself in a more lewd position and neither of the older two stopped him. His ass stood upright in Barbatos' lap, back arching into a lewd slope allowing his face to be dangerously close to Diavolo's erection. Mammon eyes it dutifully, noting the barbs that stood on both sides and how the girth as thick as his wrist. Diavolo was hung.
And Mammon wanted it. He hooks his arms around Diavolo's waist and places a small kiss on the side of the tip, looking up for permission. Instead, he was greeted with lustful eyes staring daggers into him. Diavolo laughs.
"I can see why you're Lucifer's favorite." Just the mention of his brother was enough to fluster the avatar.
"Don't bring him up during sex!" The Avatar of Greed could hear Barbatos chuckling from behind and opted to ignore it. His attention drifts back to his Majesty's cock. Licking his lips, he presses them against the budding red tip, flicking his tongue around. The taste of precum greets his taste buds and he does this a few more times before finally taking the tip in his mouth, suckling like a baby. He can hear Diavolo sighing from above, and he feels his chest heat up from the pleasure.
As he continued Mammon slowly started to take more of Diavolo in his mouth. It was a difficult task since Diavolo could barely fit, drool dribble down his mouth onto the bedsheets and even the prince himself found this in its own right adorable.
However, this was a punishment and his patience was wearing thin. Grabbing Mammon's head he chuckles slowly at the dazed expression on the demon's face. Mammon's eyebrows rise when he feels something warm probing at his ass. Fingers crawled up his spine in a sensual manner and Barbatos lined himself up.
"W-Wait-'' a warm hand pries his jaws open and it seemed the two were in sync when they shoved themselves into Mammon with perfect coordination. The thief screamed out from the sudden intrusion, his loose hole somehow tightening around Barbatos' girth and sending vibrations up Diavolo's shaft. He squirms around but the two start to move inside of him, their cocks sliding in and out of his holes at a brutal pace. It hurt so much but it felt good in all the right places. Each time the demons thrust in him the heavy nipple clamps tugged his skin. Barbatos has scarily accurate coordination and kept slamming into it with no mercy. And the soon to be king was even more relentless, using Mammon as nothing more than a simple tool for relief.
It felt so good. So incredibly much that even Mammon wasn't aware of his approaching orgasm. It crept upon him like a snake and the force made his body heave and clench around both demons before he came again, more aggressively before blacking out.
When he had woken up it was in a body of limbs. It was hot. Hazy from the sleep, Mammon slowly started to raise himself, wincing at the pain that traveled down his spine. The wounds and bruises from the whips and spanking might've healed already but his body was still tender.
The room was dark save for the little light from window and it took a moment before all his memories returned. Mammon was quick to turn only to see Diavolo fast asleep. Barbatos on the other hand was awake, although a bit tired.
"Come." He whispers in a surprisingly soft tone, tapping the space where Mammon slept a mere seconds ago. Of course, Mammon wanted to say, to run and bail but instead, he made a noise of irritation before flipping back down, cursing when pain shot up through the body.
He knew Barbatos was still awake. It made him feel a bit on edge but what he didn't expect was for the butler to slowly wrap a leg around the demon's waist, carefully moving with silent precision to not awake the sleeping prince.
Mammon immediately flushed, anger in his voice. He wanted to sleep for crying out loud. "Are you insane?! He'll wake up!"
"Not if you stay quiet." Was all he heard in reply before an arm wrapped around his neck. Something wet touched his collarbone and he realized Barbatos was kissing. Just the way he was acting now was a huge contrast to the sadist from earlier.
"Didn't know you were a freak" he grumbled but his tone held no bite when he moved his hand to grip his softened cock. He pretends not to notice the small jump in his chest when he hears the butler huff. Almost like a laugh.
Whatever. He didn't want to think anyway. By the time his erection hardened Barbatos had already lubed himself which made Mammon think how if he didn't even move?
He feels Barbatos stirring, warm skin gliding on his and the sheets moving down to reveal the butler's form. Carefully he crawled into Mammon's lap, a finger on his lip to be quiet. He looked over to see the prince sound asleep and smiled before clamoring on top of Mammon. Grabbing a hold of his erection he carefully sunk himself on the avatar, the two moaning softly. "Damn...it's like a pussy…" Mammon murmurs and watches idly as Barbatos rocked himself. The very little nightlight that cascaded through the room and onto his pale skin made him look more ethereal and erotic by the second. He said nothing as he rode himself with such ease to hold his moans.
This day made no sense. But it was a night Mammon wouldn't forget.
Buy me a coffee?
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masterlist of plots
this is my *wink wink nudge nudge* post.
featuring: christopher pike, catherine morland, flynn carsen, prince eric, daisy johnson, clara stahlbaum, the prince
like this and i’ll yell at you
1. christopher pike
season 3 but with christopher pike pls. gimme all the threads.
is your muse a teenager/young adult who needs a mentor/dad?? look no further, because christopher pike is the dad (tm) and would like to adopt all of the children. please give me all of the plots where he nurture someone.
honestly, gimme some discovery muses and we can add a little plot in the middle of the season, let them discover planets and be a science vessel (for once!). pike does not understand everything that is going on (he is a humanities major surrounded by a bunch of stem majors) but he is excited and willing to learn
2. catherine morland.
OK BUT WHO IS FINALLY GOING TO LET ME WRITE AGAINST A VILLAIN THAT CATHERINE FALLS IN LOVE WITH??? BECAUSE YOU ALL KNOW THE WOULD. AND IT WOULD BE FUCKING HILARIOUS BECAUSE CATHERINE IS ALL DREAMER AND COMMON SENSE, SO SHE AT FIRST WOULD BE LIKE oh you are evil its sexy to then be like: but why, that’s such a bad idea. villain: that’s my masterplan! catherine: that’s stupid
people should 100% be friends with catherine because she is a sweetheart but also very stupid -- so, you know, she is fun.
3. flynn carsen.
i also need flynn to fall in love with a villain asap. thanks.
also gimme more heavily plotted threads of flynn saving the world, we can create a magical object, a villain (we can have npcs in the threads pls!!) and an objective. we can just... create our own tiny movie. please, give me a heavily plotted adventure with flynn!
flynn carsen is a genius. i need someone to kidnap him to use his brain to do some scary stuff. i just... he would be a mess in this situation and there is untapped chaos here.
4. prince eric.
we all know the arranged marriage plot. but it doesn’t fit eric... you know what fits.... TRAPPED INTO MARRIAGE PLOT! let’s plot something out, either a family member that’s scheming, someone catches our muses in a compromising (completely accidental) position!!
gimme a matey. a crew member in eric’s ship that he is friends with!!! give this boy some friends!!!
someone make a sibling oc/a sibling verse for eric because he has the most chaotic big brother energy ever. let these two kids, who were raised by servants, be close friends. maybe she is an adventurer like him. maybe she thinks she would be a better queen than him (she would probably!).
5. daisy johnson
anything set in season 7 because it’s my fav (it’s time travel, y’all know I’m weak for that) -- so yes, gimme historical figures daisy can meet, gimme historical plots, gimme daisy getting stuck in the past for two months and having to invent a life for herself (gimme do.usy)
DAISY JOHNSON IS THE LEADER OF THE SECRET WARRIORS, A GROUP OF INHUMANS WHO WORK WITH SHIELD. thanks, the show forgets that but i don’t. Now, let’s see -- what if we play around with that? Who wnats to meet baddass superhero Daisy, who leads a skilled team and cracks jokes at every opportunity?
6. clara stahlbaum.
the four realms are connected to the rest of the disney world. give me clara opening her borders again, her kingdom is a land of wonder and she can get to know the other royals!! i’d love if some of the princesses’s got close to her??? clara is always looking for positive female influence in her life!
someone from the real world who follows clara into the four realms? preferred family connections or close friends (would need to plot as clara is not very outgoing!).
descendants stuff for her! the four realms still exist with magic but its closed off from auradon. it was technically supposed to be permanently closed off and emptied, but that would not be possible and her mother refused to. on a show of good faith, she sent her children to auradon. gimme the friendships, the rivalries, the loves!
7. the prince (the beast from beauty and the beast)
platonic.
basically the same as the romantic plot 1 but instead of falling in love they become very good friends instead. and this other person can leave the castle so they bring the prince things from the real world -- news, letters from his mother, a shirt that smells like the sea!
gimme like an older sister relationship with him??? someone who constantly mocks him, who makes fun of him but would kill someone if they hurt him? someone the prince can lean on for comfort and love?
give me stuff set in an hp universe where the prince has a gang? not like a criminal gang more like a squad of other rich boys who are terrible but lovable??? also possible set in modern times... though a criminal gang... someone talk to me about it... oh wow...
a plot with a fellow royal where they are 100% platonic but pretend to not be so they can get their royal parent’s off their backs.
romantic.
when the castle is cursed, all humans who were staying there are frozen in place, unable to leave (basing this off the villenueve version). the prince is all alone, or so he thinks. for reasons (a magical pendant, fairy blood, magic) someone else is able to escape the curse. they are both very happy to have found each other, thinking they would be forced to live inside that castle all alone until the curse was broken. until they fall in love, but that’s not enough to break the curse, because their love doesn’t meet the requirements set forth by the curse (he could only be rude and slow, the woman had to come willingly to the castle thinking she would be devoured). so yeah, angst.
a prior engagement. the prince was engaged to a princess from another kingdom and they were very much in love (probably a secret engagement). when the curse is broken, the princess rushes to see the prince again and finds him engaged to belle (if she got married during this time???? more angst?). years have passed, their lives changed, but when they see each other, its like they are eighteen again and plotting a secret engagement.
when the curse is broken in the villenueve version, his mother at first complains that Belle is not of royal blood and therefore should not be allowed to marry him. the fairy then reveals that belle is the secret child of another kingdom. BUT WHAT IF SHE WASN’T??? this applies to belle and any other muse of no royal blood that could fit -- the prince is forced to marry a princess (after all, the kingdom’s heir disappeared for years, they need to show strength now), but he keeps his relationship with the woman who broke the curse???
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T&T - Chapter 8: Copyright
Author’s Notes | It has been being ridiculously hard to keep my mind focused and being able to produce chapters and shots. My anxiety has been fucking me up hard. But I managed to produce this one and I really hope you guys like it. I'll keep fighting! This brain will come back to work!
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⁑ Warnings: None
After some days of living in that castle, Ivar's wounds were pretty better. With the right supplies and no limitations, Atli was able to show his whole talent as a healer, and Ivar's body was almost fully healed at this moment.
With his new breath, the fallen king took some time to walk around the castle, discovering the many halls that place was composed of while Iliana was taking her turn serving tables and cleaning the place.
His crutched steps took him through a hallway where he could hear Brynjar's voice along with some others, discussing.
The familiar sound of plans of battle and war called Ivar's attention and he gently approached, trying to hear without being noticed hanging around. His ears caught the subject in the middle but it wasn't hard to really understand what was happening inside that room.
"...must understand, my king, that the absence of an heir..."
"It's not something important, Udir! For Odin's beard, stop disturbing me about Brimir's death! I have no heirs, then what? I'm still this place's king and they still owe me respect!"
Ivar approached, observing the figures inside the room around a big and beautiful map carved in a trunk in the middle of the hall - probably the map of Brynjar's lands. Brynjar's index hit potently a part of that map marked with some wooden pieces painted in red as he spoke. Ivar presumed those were enemy armies marked for them to recognize.
"These lands are mine! Those men are Earls who swore over their arm rings oaths of loyalty they're not fulfilling! I am their king, Udir! And if they want to call themselves kings upon my lands, they can wait for me to die since there is no heir to succeed me anymore or they can fucking put their grown-men pants and come! And kill me for the place they want so badly!"
So, Brimir's death brought more problems to that king than Ivar could imagine. Maybe he could help the old king to solve his problems with the rebelled earls as a way to compensate for the loss he caused.
The bearded man beside Brynjar sighed, and Ivar started paying attention to him as well as he patted Brynjar's back - maybe a counselor...
"Calm yourself down, Brynjar. Things are harder than before and we must put our minds to work. Do we really need these lands this much?"
The man was thinking of giving up. Ivar sighed. He knew exactly what was that flame into Brynjar's eyes.
"These are MY LANDS, Udir! My people! My father's lands before being mine! I brought these bastards here and they swore to me they would be loyal to my father's legacy! Don't you dare to ask me to abandon the place he fought and bled to conquer!"
Those words touched Ivar's spirit and he felt his heart clenching inside his chest. Kattegat was his father's legacy. His father's lands he lost to a bitch and her consort... If there was someone inside that room that could understand Brynjar's feelings, this person was Ivar himself.
"Then if you won't accept any deal with them, then you should listen to what I told you: go through the breach with your best men as I keep them here with mine. It will gain you time and the surprise element, Brynjar. I'll hold them back and you'll be able to cross the breach and take them from behind. We kill these earls and finish this senseless war."
Ivar saw Brynjar sighing, tired. But his experienced eyes ran over the map observing Udir's fingers pointing the breach and location where he would be with the earls.
"Udir..." Brynjar tried.
And the counselor insisted, pointing the place once again.
"It would be stupidity to face them face to face, Brynjar! You know that! Don't you trust me? Go through the breach."
Ivar's face frowned. There were several other possibilities to execute that plan and attack the enemy earls from behind, from their sides, all of them not taking such a strict way. Why was that man insisting so bad with that breach in special? Ivar lost the conversation for a moment as the counselor was insisting with Brynjar about the plan. His blues attentively running the map, looking around, absorbing the information, and observing the enemy earldoms and red spots. That place...
Something clicked on Ivar's mind: the breach was a road to one of the enemy earldoms they were facing. A road...
... just like Repton's road...
Ivar's eyes got large for a moment: Udir was leading king Brynjar into a trap?
"You think about what I said, Brynjar. It will be the end of the war, once and for all. If you want to put an end to this conflict, then prepare your men and gimme the order. You go through that breach and we stop this conflict together." Udir finished, patting the king's back before leaving, passing through Ivar with a frown, following the corridor out of the castle.
Ivar came into the room, looking at the map now close enough to confirm what he was thinking: it was a road just like Repton's road, with the form of a valley.
Perfect for archers to swallow an army entirely before its king could scream the retreat...
It was a trap. A trap he once used against prince Aethewulf. A plan of his that someone was trying to use against Brynjar.
The old king was deeply breathing, trying to get his head colder when Ivar's voice woke him up to the new presence inside the room.
"Since when do you know this friend of yours... Udir?" Ivar asked, looking at the king who sighed once again, taking a seat near the table, trying to relax.
"He's the son of a friend my father had for his whole life. I know him since I was a young man. He's around ten years younger than me but I got him as a counselor because of his conquers. A good strategist, good warrior. Not that honored as I wanted him to be, but good anyway," Brynjar answered, with a tired voice.
"I can see he's not that honored," Ivar said, walking around the table towards the part of that beautiful map where the breach was carved.
"What do you mean?" Brynjar asked, ready to defend his counselor from the strange who just arrived in his castle and was daring to move the pieces of his map.
"I've heard it once from an enemy I had. One that I defeated. Yet one that will always have my respect," Ivar started as the eyes of the old king were following his fingers slowly moving the red pieces through the way as if he was playing with toy soldiers, moving the enemy armies towards the breach.
"What battles did you won?" Ivar repeated the old words, moving the pieces, spreading them all over the representation of the hills around the road, as if they were archers, ready to attack whatever could cross that road with a privileged position.
"What battles did you lose?" his eyes found Brynjar's large eyes as everything started to make sense in his old mind while Ivar moved the blue pieces through the road, showing the plan in execution right in front of his experienced eyes.
Ivar stopped the pieces right in the middle of that road - the whole army would be lost at that point. Brynjar's eyes found his, shocked with the terrible revelation in front of his eyes, but Ivar kept speaking, clarifying to that man that the crippled man in front of him wasn't just a simple wanderer.
"In victory, you earn a lot, my friend. But it is in defeat that you learn the most. Whoever is this man you have by your side; he's leading you to a trap. He'll put an end to this conflict indeed. But the earls won't be the ones falling in this day."
"Who are you?" Brynjar asked, seeing such a wise man standing in front of him as if Odin himself had come into Ivar's body to warn him about that meticulous and cruel plan against this life.
"I'm a man who lost everything. I was once a king, like you, my friend. A king who ruled over beautiful lands beyond the sea. Lands that were my father's legacy. Lands I fought my brothers to rule over. Lands that I lost to someone I trusted with my life. I've learned with my defeat and now, I humbly bring this knowledge to a friend I owe my life to. Listen to me, king Brynjar: this man you call your friend will bring you nothing but doom. I saw this happening before," Ivar said, pointing the breach. "This road in the middle of the valley will be a beautiful channel of blood and dead bodies, all of them holding arrows in every part of their armors an archer could hit. And these bodies will be your best men, taken down without the chance of a fight if you listen to what Udir says this time."
Brynjar looked down at that valley once again. The valley that Udir was insisting so much could cover his army's passage. It was so close to the enemy territories! Brynjar noticed he was so absorbed trying to deal with the dishonor of attacking the earls from behind that he didn't take notice of how close that valley was of the lands he was trying to take back: the earls would take his army down without even having to travel with their men! He would be carrying his best men - as Udir was insisting so much for him to do - straight to death.
"Exactly, my friend," Ivar said, with a smile in his face, as if he could read the king's thoughts through his enraged eyes. "Your best men would be taken down without effort. All the men that could prevent them from reaching your kingdom and taking your crown. The strongest ones would be with you here, to die by the arrows, as the weaker ones or the ones who could easily be converted would be their second target to be taken after you couldn't prevent them to move forward into your town anymore. A smart plan that counts with the idea that you would be unaware of their actions... However, it can be a good moment for you, my friend."
Brynjar was lost. How in the nine realms to have such a close figure betraying him that horrible way could be turned into a good momentum for him? Ivar could see the disappointment and disorientation dancing into the old king's eyes - feelings he knew very well in his heart.
"Focus," he called up, making Brynjar look straight into his eyes once again. "It doesn't matter how hard it is, there will be time for you to mourn once this situation is over. Now, it's time to keep your mind focused, my friend. Doom is knocking on your door and Lord Odin prepares your seat in Valhalla. I think we can make him wait a little longer."
"How?" Brynjar's voice sounded full of determination once again and Ivar couldn't help himself from smiling.
The old man was full of life and there was still a lot to be done for his kingdom. Approaching, Ivar took his decision: he failed his father's lands, but he wouldn't fail Brynjar's. And if he could help that king to save his people and his crown with his knowledge, then maybe it was a sign from the gods that his own kingdom was still recoverable for him.
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another yeorry ask! yerim is convinced that if she kisses a frog she’ll find her prince! in an effort to do this, runs off path from a nature walk with her parents, lipsoul, after a frog! when she finally catches it, she kisses the top of its little frog head. yeojin, who had similarly escaped viseul, falls from a tree in that moment, right in front of yerim. obviously, yerim reasons that yeojin is her fated prince! -🌸
Every little kid likes fairy tales, but by the time they're in high school that love of children's stories is usually swapped out for television dramas. Yerim is a little different though, she never quite grew out of her fondness for classic bedtime stories. The idea of being swept off her feet into a magical adventure by a prince or knight was enchanting to her. However, kids can be cruel and because of her seemingly childish interests, Yerim was a bit of a social outcast in middle school. Still wanting to see the best in everyone she would simply brush off any mean comments and continue with her day. Her mothers, on the other hand, were no as okay with how Yerim was being treated so when she was set to start high school they decided to homeschool her. Of course, Yerim didn't mind she loved the idea of her mom teaching her interesting facts about marine biology and math. And so Yerim happily stayed in her lovely world of kindness and fairy tales. Something Jinsoul and Jungeun found odd about their daughter however was her fascination with frogs. Of course, they knew it stemmed from her immense love of Princess and the Frog. But the couple worried because their daughter would chase after any frog or toad she saw wanting to kiss it. They didn't want Yerim to get sick so they would get her frog plushies in an attempt to stop her from kissing real frogs. And for the most part that was an effective method. Today, Jinsoul had planned a nice nature walk to teach Yerim about different kinds of plants and luckily Junguen had the day off work so she decided to join them. The family happily followed the hiking path as Jinsoul pointed out neat looing plants and gave lengthy explanations of their names. Even though this was technically a school trip Jinsoul was mostly talking to her wife, who simply nodded along. The ever-curious Yerim slowly began to tune out her mother's rambling as her eyes landed on another path. She skipped over and followed it. She continued going that way humming contently to herself for a minute or two before she heard some rustling. Inquisitive as always she decided to figure out what made the noise. Yerim's mind raced with possibilities. She could find anything really; a fox, a fairy, maybe even a unicorn. When she does get to the tree she heard the rustling coming from her excitement turns to pure elation. There, right in front of her, was the most adorable frog she had ever seen. Yerim shrieks and sprints over to the little reptile and scoops it up into her hands. She stared at the little creature in awe for a moment before gently petting it. "Don't worry little frog," she whispered, "I know that there is a prince trapped inside you, and fear not for my kiss will save you!" She says dramatically leaning and closing her eyes. She paused just before kissing the frog to squeal one last time. Then Yerim softly pecks the frog on its head. The very moment she does Yerim hears a loud cracking sound and an even louder scream. Startled she drops the frog, who hops away immediately, and opens one eye. Then the other one and when she looked at the foot she saw a cute blond girl rubbing the back of her head. And of course, her jaw drops.
Yeojin, unlike Yerim, was a somewhat troublesome child. No matter what her parents tried they could just never keep her out of schemes. On her last day of middle school Yeojin managed to light the school's pool on fire. This got her expelled and banned from any of the district's high schools. The only option left for her mothers was homeschooling. Yeojin didn't care much for homeschooling. She loved her moms sure, but whenever she pranked them Vivi would just end up making her feel guilty. But when she suggested the family go on a hike Yeojin was instantly excited. So the next day off they went. Vivi almost instantly regretted suggesting this as her daughter wouldn't stop teasing her and Haseul for being 'fruity'. Eventually, Haseul got fed up too and suggested they play hide and seek. Yeojin instantly agrees and runs off into the woods, leaving her mothers with some lovely peace and quiet. So there she sat, perched on a tree branch evilly rubbing her hands together. Then she heard footsteps coming in her direction and was worried about being caught. Yeojin then moved up on the branch to cover herself with leaves. She couldn't really see who was below her so Yeojin did her best to maneuver the branched so she could see. Then she heard it
CRACK
All Yeojin thought when she heard that was "Fuck" and before she knew it she was lying flat on her back winded.
After Yerim managed to close her mouth she simply screams "HOLY HECK!!! IT WORKS!" While jumping around. For someone who was very much in pain that scream was not a welcome sound. "Oh my GOD be QUIET" Yeojin groans. Immediately Yerim's hands fly to cover her mouth "Oh I'm sorry. I was just excited that it worked." She apologizes in a much softer tone bending down. "Ugh, it's fine my head just sorts hurts," Yeojin says rubbing her temples, "Wait. What did you mean by 'it worked'?" The shorter girl questioned. "Oh! Well, your majesty, I saved you from living an eternity as a frog with my kiss." Yerim says springing up again and bowing dramatically. It was Yeojin's turn to have her jaw drop. Yerim is beaming when she goes to wrap Yeojin into a warm hug, then helps the shorter girl up off the floor. "Well, you're certainly a pretty princess! I'm so sorry you had to be a frog for so long." Yerim says, gently taking leaves out of Yeojin's blonde hair. "O-oh, um thanks" She replies hesitantly " You're not too bad yourself" She returns while dusting herself off. "Wow, it's so nice to be complemented by a princess," Yerim says dreamily as she spins around. "OH!" Yerim exclaims causing Yeojin to jump "What's your name princess?" She asks grabbing Yeojin's hands "Um, well, my name is Yeojin" The shorter girl mumbles out blushing a little from Yerim's bluntness. "Oh, that's a beautiful name" She sighs in the middle of her sentence "Princess Yeojin." Yerim pauses again "I LOVE it! My name is Yerim!" She exclaims jumping happily "Ok cool nice to meet you Yerim." Yeojin says with some more confidence. "Do you live in a castle princess?" Yerim asks with shining eyes. Something about that nickname makes the shorter girl feel incredibly shy but she shakes her head no as a response. "Oh, then where you live?" Yeojin decides at that moment that she likes Yerim. "Well I live town," She replies simply. Yerim nods excitedly "Princess come with me you should meet my lovely mothers!" There is was again the dang nickname that made Yeojin's stomach do a flip. 'Just indigestion I guess' Yeojin concludes. "Alrighty sure, why not. Lead the way Yerim." She says gesturing forward. Immediately Yeojin is dragged through the woods by the taller girl. After maybe ten minutes of walking the pair approach to women with their arms linked casually strolling. "MOMS LOOK!!!!" Yerim practically screeches causing both Yeojin and the other women to cover their ears. "Yerim sweety what?" Jungeun asked turning around. "Mom look I kissed a frog and there was a Princess!" She says pushing Yeojin towards her parents "Uh nice to meet you?" Yeojin says offering a hesitant hand. Jinsoul does a double-take and Junguen nearly faints. "I'm sorry Yerim darling but what?!?" Jinsoul says shocked. "Well, this is Princess Yeojin! and she was trapped in a frog's body and I freed her with a kiss!" Once they hear the short girls name both parents to look at each other then back at Yeojin who simply shrugs and waves. "Well, this isn't how I wanted to meet Vivi and Haseul's kid Soulie." Jungeun says laughing inwardly "Agreed," Jinsoul says with a nod. "Woah you know my moms?!?'' Exclaims eyes wide. "Yes, Yeojin we do. All of us are good friends." Jinsoul explains and the shortest girl simply nods. "Mom! It's Princess Yeojin. Don't be rude." Yerim scolds her mother shaking her head in disappointment. "Um well sweetheart, how do I say this," Jungeun says cautiously looking at her wife who simply nods at her "Yeojin..isn't really a princess and I'm sure that she was never a frog darling." Yerim's jaw drops again "WHAT!?! Princess?" Yerim shrieks turning to Yeojin "Is that true?" She questions softly. Yeojin looks down "Yeah I'm afraid it is Yerimmie. I just happened to fall out of the tree after you kissed that frog I guess." Yeojin says as kindly as she can. Yerim simply nods and lets the information sink in for a moment before simply smiling and pulling Yeojin into a hug "That ok Yeojinnie don't worry about it. You can still be a Princess though. I'll just call you princess sometimes oki?" Yerim says surprising happily. "U-uh yeah cool with me," Yeojin says with a blush. Then the group heard a loud "YEOJIN YOU LITTLE SHIT! WHERE THE HELL ARE YOU!!" The girl in question rolled her eyes "Gimme a sec" She said taking a deep breath "OVER HERE!!!" She yells back. A minute or so later Haseul and Vivi come jogging up to the group. "Oh well looks like you guys finally met Yeojin," Haseul says to Jinsoul and Jungeun, who just nod. "Oh, you must be my little princess's parents! I'm Yerim it's wonderful to meet you!" Yerim exclaims extending her hand. Vivi and Haseul both turn and stare at Yeojin "Princess?" Vivi questions her daughter. "Long story" She replies with a shrug. "Alright then, whatever you say." Vivi says teasingly. So the families return from their walks together each pair hand in hand happily chatting on their way home.
AAAAAAlrighty so this one is a LONG one lol. Anyways I hope with is good and I hope you all enjoy reading it :] also plz excuse any errors, I did proofread but it's late and my brain is a little fried so i may have missed one here or there. Anyways until next time - Rose 💜
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The Hunter by L.J. Shen
Once upon a time there was a magic castle in which everything wilted but the soul of one boy.
Disclaimer: I didn’t realize when I added this book to my TBR that it was Hunter from the All Saints High series partly because Hunter was such a background character in the other books and partly because this is the first in a new series.
I was a bit apprehensive about this book because even though I loved the All Saints High series I wasn’t completely sold on the premise of the sex tape leading to family insituted house arrest/babysitting and the way the story starts didn’t ease my apprehension about Hunter’s likability. But I quickly got invested because as gross as Hunter was at the beginning (and he was honestly pretty skeevy) it was clear that he acted the way he did because of his family which was all sorts of fucked up (which was to be expected with Shen).
I honestly got a little teary at the end because his character growth was so amazing and honestly unprecedented in the scope of the All Saints High series because Penn and Knight were already good guys going through family drama/trauma and I’m still not convinced that Vaughn isn’t just a psychopath who fell in love (can you tell I’m still shook by Angry God??) but Hunter went from a guy who I sincerely had trouble seeing settling down to a guy who was willing to give up everything for the girl he loves.
The “Song of the Day” moments were a little weird, but worth it for the perfectly chosen references that made me laugh.
I am already sold on the novels to come in this series because I want to know who will get Kill to fall in love and the thought of Sailor’s mobster brother Sam with Hunter’s wholesome little sister Aisling just sounds like a good time.
Keep reading for some of my favorite quotes (forewarning I made over 100 highlights on my kindle for this book and had a hard time cutting it down)!
"A white, male billionaire in the middle of a whale-sized sex scandal is not, in fact, the most empathetic creature known to mankind.”
I had this game I played with myself, since I was my only steady companion in life. I changed places and crews so often, I had to find something to anchor me. The game consisted of choosing a daily song that defined my mood. Today, it was clearly “Gimme Shelter” by The Rolling Stones. Because shit, I could use a hideaway right about now.
Hunter Fitzpatrick was unfairly, undeniably, irrefutably stunning. Shockingly so. In a way that made me resent him simply because men that handsome aren’t trustworthy. Let me amend—men in general aren’t trustworthy. The pretty ones were extra mean, though. That was a lesson I’d learned in high school that wasn’t in the syllabus.
“Listen to me carefully, Hunter Fitzpatrick. I may seem like an insecure, average-looking geek to you. And you know what? That’s who I am. I own it. But make no mistake, this insecure geek comes from a long line of people you do not want to screw with, and their savagery rubbed off on me as well. I will not hesitate to pierce your pretty, spoiled-prince heart with one of my pointy arrows.”
“Bet? Yo?” Kill looked at me like I was a horrific car accident. “Who talks like that? What do you have against the English language? You seem to butcher it whenever the opportunity presents itself. Did English hurt you when you were young? Show me where on the doll.”
The little she-devil knew how to work a deadly weapon with Olympic skill. If anyone needed protection in that goddamn apartment, it was me.
“Any other people you want to talk to about our conversation, or can you just grow a pair and be a decent fucking human?” When they put it like that, I guess I really didn’t have much choice. Also, was I being judged by a couple of murderers? I really should take a long, hard look at my life.
“The only person Hunter Fitzpatrick is capable of loving is himself. Even then, he does a shitty job. Look at all the mess he got himself into.”
It was funny how Hunter believed he was dumb, and I believed I was unattractive—and that these opposite sources of insecurity made us enemies. I despised him for his looks, and he thought I was an unattractive bore.
Sailor confirmed that finding good food spots was her talent. Which, side note, made her marriage material, if I was into monogamy.
If I were a king going to war, I’d want her to lead my army. Bitch would destroy anything in her path to get what she wanted.
Hunter blinked, making a show of treating Junsu like a world-class idiot. He was good at it—a hurricane you wanted to chase, jam-crammed with charisma, humor, and self-assurance.
The implausible tininess of her person in contrast to the impact she had on my life made me want to tear this place to its bones and watch it collapse, brick by brick.
He was a lonely prince—untouchable, yet in need of a hug. Brilliant, yet deeply misunderstood. Sitting on a throne of broken expectations and disappointment. I wondered if he’d ever know he was smart and brave and goodhearted. I wondered if I’d be the foolish girl to let him in on that secret. I realized he was right. I was the archer, but he was the true hunter.
Watching him watch me felt like being buried alive. Before his eyes landed on me, I’d felt like I was wearing the wrong skin, the wrong face. Because of his gaze, I felt beautiful, and that was seriously addictive.
Number of hearts that perished in the Hunter-storm wake. Number of times he’d heard the word no and effortlessly turned it into a yes. Number of tears shed because of this gorgeous creature, who couldn’t help being who he was.
“Cross my heart and hope to die, when I first saw you in that parking lot, I knew your blood type was gold. I think we’ll be a good lesson for each other, Sailor. You don’t know how to live, and I don’t know how to do anything but live hedonistically.” As he said that, I realized I’d never felt more mortal. But being mortal was being alive. I had so much to lose. So much to gain. So much to feel.
He was fearless, and a rebel, and a sinner, and a saint. A prince who’d never wanted his title. A pure-hearted rake. He was everything a woman should run away from, personified. And yet here I was, falling deeper.
"Do you give a damn about anything?” I jested. My parents had fucked both of us up thoroughly, but in different ways. I cared too much and acted up. He didn’t care about anything at all. “I’m sure I do, but I’ve yet to find it,” he said. “Liar.” “The truth is overrated—an uncreative, uninspired way of seeing things.”
The truth was, for the past few months, there was nowhere I’d rather be than with Hunter Fitzpatrick. He was my home, the little corner in the universe that understood me.
“I called you Sailor because I wanted you to see the world, to visit continents, to cross oceans and seas. In ancient times, sailors used to tattoo sparrows on their skin before leaving the docks. It brought them luck, you see. And since my name is Sparrow, I want to bring you luck. I want you to carry me everywhere in spirit. I’ll be there for you always. Only I think I failed, my brave girl. I think I failed you miserably. I hope he succeeds. I hope he knows you are so much more than beautiful. You are real.”
He was mine, even when he wasn’t.
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honey, you should see me in a crown [modern royalty AU]
CHAPTER 3 || ao3 link
Lucas Lallemant, crown prince and heir to the throne, never needed someone to protect him. He never needed someone to protect him until the day he nearly got stabbed by an assassin.
Now he has to deal with an annoying bodyguard named Eliott Demaury who is, to the chagrin of Lucas, fucking handsome too.
As if his life isn’t difficult enough already.
lucallemant: guys, I swear, I felt like being in a fucking movie
y4z4s: this is straight out of a romantic film
basile_simple: I cannot believe that he literally followed you from the club and saved your ass
monvoisintuturo: the following thing could also be considered as stalking???? Just saying
lucallement: shut up arthur & @basile_simple yeah, me neither. I thought I would never see him again
monvoisintuturo: setting the stalking plot aside: yeah ofc, you guys made out over the whole dance floor and you think it was unbelievable that he didn’t follow you?
lucallement: well, my flirts usually do not save me from the police
basile_simple: he has a point arthur
Lucas was still laying in his bed, shirtless, smirking up at his phone which he held above his face. He told his friends the whole story as soon as he got into his room again. The guards hadn’t caught him that night and when his parents came breathless into his room, searching for him everywhere, he was pretending to be asleep, shocked that his parents disturbed him this late at night. But this was not the first time he snuck out and his parents finding him in this situation as if nothing happened. And regarding the events and the near-death of Lucas, he had to endure a long, long speech about how dangerous his nightly adventures are and how the bodyguard will finally keep him in check. Cece, who was also awake to that time, had only chuckled.
It was morning now and in some hours, he would meet his new bodyguard for the first time. His parents told him that his bodyguard actually wouldn’t arrive until the end of the week, but considering Lucas being way to careless, they ordered him into the castle and into duty already today.
Lucas looked back onto his phone and their chat. The stranger, Eliott, hadn’t left his mind since their encounter in the night. And he desperately wanted to find him again, only to see, if the vibes he felt between them were also real in a sober state of mind.
lucallemant: you guys have to do me a favor
basile_simple: 100% yes
y4z4s: 100% not
monvoisintuturo: could you please stop with your bantering and let the man speak?
Lucas quietly chuckled to himself about the dumbness of his friends.
lucallemant: since the nightly adventures have to stop now…
basile_simple: rip nightly adventures :((((
lucallemant: you guys have to find Eliott for me
There were no new messages for some moments and Lucas asked himself if he did something wrong. But suddenly, his phone didn’t stop to vibrate from all the incoming messages all at once.
y4z4s: as if we will find him again under thousands of people
basile_simple: omg we’re playing cupid YESSS
monvoisintuturo: gimme a description of him and I will find him in less than 24h
Lucas loved the enthusiasm of his friends. They acted like Lucas was going to marry tomorrow.
lucallemant: he was tall, messy hair, bright eyes with a… idk how to describe their color, it seemed to change all the time and yeah, he wore black clothes and he looked like a guy who liked to wear black clothes? And his name is Eliott… And he likes to dance… kinda dorky…
Lucas stared at this message and just realized now that all of these things were true for every second young man on the street.
basile_simple: well…
monvoisintuturo: gotcha. we will just visit every club in this town and find every man with the dorkiest dance move, hoping to find your man that way.
y4z4s: this will be the worst mission of my life.
lucallemant: I appreciate every effort, love you guys <3
basile_simple: nawwwwwwww
y4z4s: we love you too, mec
Suddenly, there was a knock on his door. Time to get ready and meet his new rusty and old grandpa bodyguard. But at least he knew that someone was looking for his disco boy now, that he would eventually find him and endure this special feeling inside of him again whenever he glanced his way.
lucallemant: time to meet grandpa bodyguard now
basile_simple: let him know who the real boss is here
lucallemant: that would be my dad……….
y4z4s: just show him that you’re no kid who needs protection or something else, maybe he’ll disappear magically from the surface somehow then
monvoisintuturo: “magically” *pulls out mask, ready to kidnap lulu’s bodyguard*
lucallemant: you guys are unbelievable, I’ll miss you all
y4z4s: we’re not out of the world, mec. tell us how the meet up went
basile_simple: yeah, we wanna know everything
monvoisintuturo: go slay ‘em Lulu!
lucallemant: will do, arthur
Lucas smiled and locked his phone. He was glad to still have the support of his friends, also when things seemed to go southward way too fast. But maybe this whole bodyguard thing wasn’t as bad as he thought right now.
Lucas got out of the bed and laughed out loud at his own thoughts.
As if. This will be hell on earth.
.
His mum wanted Lucas to wear the best clothes he had. As if any of his clothes weren’t the best things in the country. Lucas found himself in front of the mirror, wearing a black suit with a white shirt underneath and a black trouser which matched his suit jacket. He looked good, he had to admit to himself – like a prince. He drove a hand through his messy hair and he asked himself if there would be ever a day where his hair decided to cooperate with him. Today was definitely not that day.
When he emerged from his room, Cece already waited for him, sitting on a bench opposite from his room, her little legs dangling. Her eyes lit up and she ran towards Lucas as if the both of them hadn’t seen each other for years.
At least his little sister would always be on his side.
“Princess, you’re looking stunning this morning”, said Lucas with a grin as he lifted Cece up and sat her down on his hip. She was wearing a pastel blue dress with matching hairbows which made her blonde hair look golden. He was walking down the hallway with her now, the guards slightly bowing their head whenever he passed one of them. Cece giggled and kissed Lucas’ cheek, Lucas’ mood lifting up a tiny bit in this moment of affection from his sister.
“You’re also looking good, Lulu.”
“Mum would’ve killed me if I didn’t.”
“That’s true.”
She giggled again and as long as Cece would live in this castle, there would always be light and joy.
“Have you already seen my bodyguard?”, asked Lucas, curious about what was awaiting him at the end of the hallway and behind that big wooden door. Cece only grinned, making a motion as if she was locking her mouth with an unseen key and tossed it away, behind her.
“So, you’re not going to say anything?”, asked Lucas, amusement playing in his eyes. And Cece’s grin only deepened while she nodded and her blonde curls where jumping up and down at this motion.
“Oh, come on”, sighed Lucas and leaned back his head in a theatrical gesture, “Well, then I maybe have to torture you…”, said Lucas now and started to tickle his little sister. Her bubbling laughter filled the otherwise empty hallways and Cece begged him to stop, but he wouldn’t until she said something.
“Okay, okay! I will tell you everything I know if you stop”, said Cece breathless while trying to wind herself out of his arms. Lucas stopped, his eyes sparkling with laughter and he looked expectantly at his sister.
“Well?”
“I—”
“Cecille.”
Lucas and Cece turned their heads at this firm and strong voice. His father was standing in the doorway to the throne room now, looking at them with raised eyebrows. Lucas set down Cece and kissed her head.
“Our guest is already waiting”, said his father with a serious voice and inclined his head towards the room behind him. Lucas had enjoyed the bantering between him and his little sister which had distracted him from the end of his freedom.
But also a prince must face reality in the end.
“Go”, whispered Lucas towards his little sister and she ran towards their father and into the room behind him. Lucas took a deep breath and followed his sister with slow and steady steps, walking past his father, trying to ready himself for what, or better, who, he would find now. Who would be responsible for the end of his already limited freedom.
The first thing he thought when he saw him standing with his back to him in front of his mother was:
Definitely not old and rusty.
He only saw his back for now, he was apparently in a conversation with his mum. His mum hadn’t seen him either and when he walked towards the both of them, he took in the other one’s appearance: he had to be around Lucas’ age (are people so young even allowed to be a bodyguard?) dressed in a black suit, messy hair, tall and—
Wait.
Lucas stopped in his tracks.
No fucking—
“Lucas! My darling”, said his mum now as her gaze landed on him over the shoulder of his new bodyguard. She was walking towards him but Lucas kept staring at the man who now turned around.
Lucas’ jaw dropped.
Someone is definitely mocking me here.
And the other one’s jaw dropped also as he finally faced Lucas.
This is a joke. A fucking joke.
“Honey, this is your new bodyguard”, said his mum now, pointing to the young man whose eyes Lucas would never forget.
This was some kind of dream.
In front of him stood the boy who hadn’t left Lucas’ mind since the past night. He looked refreshed and still more beautiful in the sunlight than under the night sky.
“Him?”, asked Lucas with a high-pitched voice as if this question would solve all the problems on this planet. Lucas was very glad that not only he seemed to be shocked, his opposite looked equally pale now.
If Yann, Arthur and Basile would have been here now, they would already lay on the floor, laughing so hard that they ended up having breathing issues.
But this was real.
Eliott, the beautiful boy who he magically felt so connected to, was his bodyguard.
And Lucas felt some kind of anger surfacing.
“Yes, him. We thought that someone around your age would be more… accessible for you”, said his mum now, apparently not realizing what was going on between Eliott and Lucas here right now. And well, how could she? She didn’t know that the both of them nearly jumped on each other the past night.
And now Lucas was supposed to listen to him like he was a little child? That Eliott-dorky-dance-boy was supposed to keep him in check?
No fucking way.
All of the sexual tension he felt between them was overlayered by some feeling of anger. Out of all the men in this universe, it had to be him?
Great, universe. Thank you.
Eliott seemed to find his composure again after some seconds where just pure shook took over his face. He took some steps towards Lucas, bowing before him, like he was supposed to, looking Lucas’ straight in the eye. There was nothing left of the love-drunken look on his face, this blissed out expression from last night. His cheeks weren’t flushed anymore after their run through the dark and Lucas also didn’t saw any longing in the face of the other one anymore. There was just pure professionality and Lucas was now sure that yesterday night was a dream or a product of the both of them being drunk as fuck.
“I’m honored to be in your service, Prince Lucas”, said Eliott now and Lucas was this close to laughing out loud at this ridiculous situation. If it hadn’t been sad and infuriating to the same time, he would have lost it by now.
“My name’s Eliott Demaury.”
“Yeah, no shit, Sherlock”, mumbled Lucas under his breath although he didn’t want to. It just slipped past his tongue and his mum cleared her throat, reminding Lucas about his behavior.
And well, if Eliott didn’t want to continue where they left off last night, Lucas would also act like the prince he was supposed to be.
“Pleasure to meet you”, said Lucas with an ice-cold voice, never breaking eye contact with Eliott.
This is not hell. This is worse.
#hellooooo#the third chapter is here#and it‘s where lulu and his eliott meet#skam france#lucas lallemant#eliott demaury#skam france fanfic#skam france fanfiction#elu fic#elu fanfic#elucrownfanfiction
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On his 18th birthday, Prince Sidney, beloved blessing child and favorite son of the land, pricked his finger on a spinning wheel’s spindle and immediately fell into a deep and unending sleep - and thus was the spurned fairy of the deep wood’s curse fulfilled.
“… ‘Only true love’s kiss will wake his soul,’“ Jake reads, squinting at the writing on the walls. “Uh, G, I think we should call the cops. Someone’s been vandalizing the walls.”
“No, is suppose be there,” Geno says. He can hardly contain his excitement. “This is one ofbest-preserved castles from 14th century, I’m write part of my thesis on this before, in grad school. Writing is supposed to be there.”
“They just ripped off the story of Sleeping Beauty.”
“Sidney is this castle’s Sleeping Beauty.” Geno shrugs. “Is old legend for this castle. PrinceSidney is rumored to be so beautiful that jealous fairy cursed him to sleep for six hundred years, blah blah blah. Rule ended with the Crosby’s, and castle fell into disuse.”
Jake raised his eyebrow. “You think it’s bullshit.”
Geno scoffs. “Of course is bullshit. Think someone just poison Crosby family, like Game of Thrones style. Or maybe someone get plague. Somebody always getting plague in 14th century–Jake, stop lean on wall, you gonna break something.”
“It’s been standing all this time,” Jake says, “It’ll be fine–”
The wall suddenly gives a worrying crack, and Jake springs away with a frightened jump.
“I didn’t do that,” he says, holding his arms up.
“Try not destroy history,” Geno says, exasperated.
Fifteen minutes later, Geno’s taken three pages of notes and enough photos of the legend engraved on the walls when he hears Jake call his name from down the hall, sounding quite nervous.
“Uh, G, could you come here and check this out?”
“I better not see hole in wall.”
“It’s uh–it’s not exactly a hole.”
Jake’s staring at passageway, weathered down by time. It’s too dark to see the end of the tunnel, but a gust of wind blows throw, as if nudging Geno inwards.
“What? What I’m looking at.”
Jake wets his lips, anxious. “I think I hear something in there.”
“Probably rats, maybe a raccoon. This place so old.” Geno folds his arms, furrowing his brows in concern. “You feel okay?”
“You’re gonna think I’m crazy, but I think I hear someone in there.”
Geno barks out a laugh. “You think is ghosts?”
“I’m scared of dark tunnels in medieval castles, what about it?” Jake shoots back, then looks thoughtful. “I don’t remember this part of the castle when I was reading about it.”
Geno’s about to throw back another snarky remark, but he pauses because…he also doesn’t remember this archway being part of the floorplan and he’s studied the architecture of the castle inside and out.
He rummages in his bag for his flashlight and shines it down the hall. “So we explore.”
“Are you crazy? Do you think you’re fucking Indiana Jones? You teach history,” Jake says, eyes widening.
Geno rolls his eyes. “Not gonna find Holy Grail in there. Curses not real. And Indiana Jones also teach. What’s your point?”
“Ugh, fuck, I forgot. Fine. Let’s go. No, wait—you go first.”
-
They don’t find the Holy Grail.
They find a bedroom. With a very ornate bed, all expensive silks and heavy drapes over the canopy, untouched by time.
And a man lying in the bed, hands clasped together. He doesn’t look to be breathing.
“I’m panicking,” Jake wheezes, fumbling for his phone. “This is a murder scene. We walked into a murder scene. Are you getting any signal? I’m freaking out—“
“Wait.” Geno moves closer, shining the flashlight over the man’s face—round, full lips, thick lashes, and dark curls. He’s beautiful and very, very still, almost as if he were wax. Geno brushes his fingers against the man’s cheek, mesmerized, and flinches when he realizes that the man is warm.
He’s still alive.
“He’s not dead,” Geno whispers. His eyes focus on the crown weaved into the man’s hair. Rubies and pearls and sapphires inlayed in a delicate gold frame. In the center lies an image Geno has seen only in history books: a golden lion with an unmistakable blade in its mouth.
The Crosby family crest.
“Geno, gimme your phone, I’m gonna call the cops—Geno—Geno, what are you doing—no, don’t sit on the dead guy’s bed—”
He knows who this is, despite all rational though. And in spite of himself, he feels his own hand moving to cup the man’s cheek, tenderly, and the motion jolts something in him. It’s asif he’s performing the motion from memory.
“Geno—Geno, what the fuck are you—”
He bends down and just barely presses his lips against the man’s, very briefly.
He counts out five seconds.
Nothing happens.
“—have you lost your fucking mind—”
Then the man in the bed heaves a sigh, as if life had been breathed back into him. The color returns to his cheeks, and his eyes flutter open.
“Holy fucking shit,” Geno thinks Jake says. “Holy—“
“Sir Malkin,” the man whispers. His voice is loving, if not a little raspy. His hands reach up to hold Geno’s face, as if he’d done this a million times before. “I knew you’d come back.”
“You’re Sidney,” Geno croaks. “You’re Prince Sidney.”
The man smiles, puzzled. “Why are you looking at me like that? Where is Taylor? I’m sure she’ll be thrilled you’ve returned at last—oh, never mind, I’m sure she’ll find us soon enough. I’ve just been having the strangest dream—”His eyes fall on Jake, standing there with his jaws slack, and he jumps a little in Geno’s arms. “Oh! Who—who are you?”
“Geno,” Jake squeaks out. “Can I have a word with you? Preferably before I pass out?”
#ask bee#sleeping beauty AU#historical inaccuracies!!!#who cares lmao#i think jake is like an assistant or whatever to geno's history professor#i know the original quote was 18th birthday#but for my sake im aging sidney up to like 25-29ish lmao
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KIERNAN SHIPKA, DEMIGIRL, SHE/HER. — looks like BEATRICE “TRIXIE” BELLEROSE is attending AURADON PREP in auradon. they're the NINETEEN year old child of THE ENCHANTRESS, which means they're from THE ISLE. heard they're ENERGETIC & CREATIVE, but can also be OFFBEAT & NAÏVE ; we all have our bad days. people normally associate them with RED PETALS FALLING OFF A BLOOMING ROSE, A CRACKED HANDMIRROR BY YOUR BESIDE, RUBY RED LIPS AND BIG BROWN EYES, WORN STUFFED ANIMALS SALVAGED WITH A POOR SEWING JOB. — hylia.
❛ it’s only me who wants to wrap around your dreams
and... have you any dreams you’d like to sell ?? ❜
playlist. pinterest. to listen as you read.
tws : mental abuse ( by a parent )
so hi again i am hylia and this is Baby. idk how long this one’s gonna end up eITHER bc my allergies are kickin’ my ass today and I should be resting but I cannot stay away from this group for that long. So yes !! pls continue reading for more info abt trixie bby here. i lov her.
HISTORY
The daughter of the Enchantress - yes , the same Enchantress that turned Prince Adam into a beast - Trixie never really understood why her family was stuck on the Isle. Since of course , the Enchantress only taught Adam a lesson , yes ?? It was maybe through more harsh means than one would think , but . . . she wasn’t a bad guy.
...Right ??
All Trixie knew was that this was the life she was given , and she had to suck it up and deal with it. And never one to really sit around feeling sorry for herself , she took it. And her life was pretty normal for an Isle kid , save for her mother projecting her anger at being thrown on Isle onto her child.
There was always a talk of showing them. Telling Trixie , One day we’ll show them what a real lesson is since they didn’t learn from last time. Excessively tutoring her in all things magic and enchanting despite the fact that powers like that actually terrified the child to her core.
But there was always pressure - and it only increased when it was found out the Isle kids were getting a chance. In Trixie’s mind , this was a new way to explore , a new opportunity for a brand new life - UNTIL Trixie’s mother decided it would finally be able to kick their plans into motion. All of that tutoring , all of the training that made it so Trixie never had many friends , couldn’t leave the house much - it would have to pay off.
Gifted with an enchanted mirror and an enchanted rose by her mother - exact replicas to the beast’s , the Enchantress gave Trixie an ultimatum to make sure revenge was sated : give the Beast’s family the same fate he once bore ( essentially , transform them all into beasts like he used to be ) by the time the last petal falls , or be doomed to become a beast herself.
And . . . that’s where she is now.
FACTS / CHARACTER
SO YES THAT’S IT - Trixie’s mother basically wants her to turn Belle, Adam , and their kids into beasts to get revenge or else Trixie’s gonna be the one turning into a beast if she doesn’t do it. And yes it’s fucking terrifying.
Nobody knows of this secret except for the two people involved in the deal - Trixie , and her mom. And by God Trixie does not want to do this.
And realistically , for RP purposes , I’m gonna inform you now that there is no way that the revenge is gonna be carried out. The Florians are fine. We all know she’s not gonna do it. But right now , since Trixie just got here and has that ultimatum , she doesn’t know that yet. So she’s struggling with a lose-lose situation since if she does do that , she makes herself an Auradonian criminal , and if she defies her mother and doesn’t , she becomes a beast and she has no idea how to undo a spell like that.
So yeah , just to clarify - nobody else really knows about this. Trixie keeps this deal hidden , and also hides the two items related to it in her closet ( the handmirror and rose ) so nobody finds them. Even though she routinely carries the mirror around with her and checks on the rose frequently because yes , its petals are starting to fall.
Which brings me to my next point - Trixie has AMAZING power , and essentially , later on in her life it’s destined that she’ll become the next Enchantress. But because Trixie’s magical prowess isn’t manifesting fully yet , aka - it’s not showing on the outside , she doesn’t think she has much of a talent with it. She doesn’t know her own strength yet.
And of course , her mother knows of this. Her mother knows she’s going to excel - but there’s both difficulties in keeping that a secret and letting her become aware.
She keeps it a secret right now - it’s in an effort to keep Trixie under her thumb. But this is also proving difficult for Trixie to carry out the revenge scheme due to a lack of confidence paired with her morals.
If Trixie becomes aware of her power , then that means she’s going to find out she’s growing stronger as her mother’s magic is waning - kind of like the deal with the Supreme in American Horror Story. Trixie’s power grows stronger as her mother’s grows weaker , but that isn’t showing yet in the former of the two.
So right now , Trixie is forcing herself to practice her magic to get stronger to appease her mother - even though honestly ?? She does not like magic. It terrifies her , and she blames her ability to use it for why her life kind of sucks right now.
To sort of make sure nobody is suspicious of her , Trixie doesn’t even tell people who her mother is. She just says her mother was a fling of Gaston’s banished to the Isle by association - that’s it.
And this is sort of how she’s managed to get a part-time job working in Ben’s castle as a maid to get close.
...Even though she really , really , really doesn’t like that.
But also !! One thing she has going for her is that despite everything - she is very outwardly FRIENDLY and optimistic - always smiley , always chatting up somebody up. This is sort of an effort to make herself feel better rather than put on a facade , since Trixie’s more keen on focusing on things that don’t make her feel sad to distract herself from the actual situation.
“Trix you’re in denial”
“I know.”
Also this sort of influence her tendency to ignore or run away from situations as much as she can bc... mood.
Acting in her own world is very normal for her - and it’s a major coping mechanism. She’s very creative , obsessed with fairytales and stories and probably knows the whole story about your parents more than you do. She in fact writes some of her own in her spare time , always keeping a journal around with her for writing when she’s bored.
Also keeps a dream journal ( mR. ELECTRICDAD SEND HIM TO THE PRINCIPAL’S OFFICE AND HAVE HIM EXPELLED !!11!!1!!!!!! ) bc she is big into the belief our dreams have deeper meanings n stuff
She’s not the type to shy away from stuff tho in the sense of like... conversing about very out there topics or saying weirdass things that pop into her head. Sort of seen as a little weirdo for this but it all comes for the fact that Trixie is a HUGE thinker.
Also into the supernatural even on the slightly more malevolent side just bc she finds it interesting - she’s 100% the friend that proposes u guys try and summon demons during sleepovers
My lil weird baby
Looks rly good in green and red tbh and probably owns like forty-five different shades of lipstick since coming to Auradon
Also has a lot of rose-patterned/themed stuff just bc frankly it’s cute.
God as a character it’s so hard to describe her like... in words this sounds so pretentious but I do so much better showing and not telling bc her character is so complex in the sense that she’s. She’s like a dream. That’s the best way I can describe her - a dream as in the random , thought-induced , fantasy-like parts of dreams rather than the romantic parts of everything.
That probably makes no sense but. Yeah.
She’s weird I love her
Probably would do well in Wonderland if she didn’t have her mother lOOMING OVER HER HEAD
WANTED CONNECTIONS / PLOTS
OKAY SO PLSSS GIVE ME FRIENDS TRIXIE USED TO HAVE ON THE ISLE BUT SHE LOST TOUCH W/ FOR BEING SO... CLOSED IN
In general I just want friends that Trixie has that she can’t rly tell what’s going on with her. At all. And it breaks her heart bc she finally has the chance to fit in and get along with people but either way she decides to take her mother’s deal makes it so she can’t keep them.
Lots of secrets are gonna be passed about.
I’d lov her to eventually bond with sb so she can actually EXPLAIN her problem to and cry about it bc baby lowkey feels like she’s on her own in this and can’t turn to anyone for it
PPL WHO TRIXIE HELPS WITH WRITING BC SHE LOVES IT
Ppl who Trixie rly likes in any sense to point where she bases some fairytale characters in her own stories off of them
I’d also love some enemies pls gimme gimme gimme
Some ppl who suspect Trixie bc she seems so... vague. Like she’s not giving the full story.
Isle kids who know EXACTLY who Trixie’s mother is and for some reason resent her for tht bc I don’t think the Enchantress is the nicest magic user out there rn
Friendships that went sour bc Trixie’s been keeping so many SECRETS
First love who went sour for the same reasons : /
The general uhhhhh exes, crushes, that sorta stuff
Any ship that’s gonna b like a full on sHIP SHIP will have to b seen how chemistry works out !! But Trixie’s a panromantic asexual bby who I adore.
I’d love some folks she aCCIDENTALLY exposes her magic to and they can either
A .) Blackmail her n threaten to expose her for it
or B.) Find it RLY RLY RLY cool n she just shows them a bunch of magic... trix
hahaha HAHAHAHAHA
please clap.
BT ALSO LETS DEFFO BRAINSTORM SOME !!! again i’ll be making an official connections page for her like i am w/ luke but in the meantime ! lets plot !
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( cody fern, demi male, he/him, fire emblem: three houses ) * &. i know it must be scary for you, dimitri alexandre blaiddyd, after not surviving the takeover. to turn into someone like dimitri a. baker, a twenty-four year-old housekeeper at cozy corner inn & cafe, right here in castle town. just remember that you are as chivalrous as you are misguided, and to be wary, be safe, be true to who you are : heroic through and through. ( back on my bullshit )
alright folks I hope y’all are ready to STRAP YOURSELVES IN bc hoooooooly hell do I have a lot to say abt this kid. he was the muse I originally planned to bring in alongside Zelda when CT first opened for apps bt then I,,, had seconds thots and picked up A Thot sooo. back to square one and I can tELL ALREADY I’ve made a good decision. More under the cut pls but beware of FE3H Blue Lions spoilers !!
— BEFORE CASTLE TOWN
Alright so I’m gonna say this now : Dimitri’s general backstory is no walk in the park , and for some , it may be triggering. I’m going to warn you that this bit will contain some content relating to mental illness ( not named specifically in-game but most prominently ptsd & depression ) , violence/war , and ( parental ) death.
So Dimitri is the crown prince of the Holy Kingdom of Faerghus - a wintry kingdom in Northern Fodlan. When you meet him , he’s a student at Garreg Mach Monastery’s Officers Academy & the head of his homeland’s respective house , the Blue Lions.
And at first glance - Dimitri is a fucking sweetheart and he’s diligent , kind , maybe a little cautious especially around fragile objects and there’s always some... allusions that there’s way more to him than this Disney Prince air he seems to carry.
Yeah... there is.
So Dimitri. His parents ( father & stepmother ) died in an incident known as the Tragedy of Duscur where Faerghus’ king and queen were killed , many people died ( including the elder brother of Dimitri’s childhood friend , Felix ) , and the people of Duscur were blamed for it. Ever since , Dimitri’s trauma & survivor’s guilt has only been left to fester and settle to the point where he believes he won’t be able to be at peace until he fulfills revenge for those who passed - to the point where he claims he can also see the ghosts of the dead , ushering him to avenge them.
This tends to manifest in a side of Dimitri that makes him a fierce warrior on the battlefield. But this doesn’t really show full force until the timeskip rolls around , Byleth disappears , and Dimitri’s lost his final crutch and it’s pretty much at this point where his life takes a major turn for the worse - yeah this kid can’t catch a break.
He becomes more and more obsessed with the idea of revenge now that there’s a clear enemy in sight and he constantly is scared of failing his lost loved ones if he can’t succeed in taking her down. He’s been on his own with no-one to hang onto since he thinks his best buddy - who he saved from Duscur - is dead and so many people think he’s dead and once he’s found he’s not the same as in the beginning. He’s now tenfold sucked into that one objective until someone else he loves is lost and normally you think that would only make it worse. But it doesn’t. Since now Byleth’s there.
Byleth’s assistance and compassion teaches him that he can also live for the living and himself rather than focus on only those he lost - and that is what they’d want for him, too. So throughout the rest of the game he reverts back to how he was similarly in the beginning of the game - less aggressive & impulsive and more careful & considerate ( and back to being your typical sweetie ) and he realizes his actions during that period were wrong and he’s willing to atone rather than wallow in his own negativity - and it’s through help him others that he begins to walk a better path and gets his own happy ending in the story ; he learns to forgive and to give chances, even though sometimes those chances are tossed back in his face.
DIMITRI, AS A CHARACTER,,, REALLY MEANS THE WORLD TO ME ( as sb who has ptsd & depression myself ) and his development in my opinion ( since now I’m closing in on all four routes ) is probably the most drastic & in depth of the three lords.
He does have some issues that he recognizes & comes to terms with seeking help with once he realizes that he’s deserving of it - since Dimitri’s whole thing is that he doesn’t think he’s deserving of anyone’s kindness or love or help or compassion thanks to his own grief & guilt.
He will give you the shirt off his back and he’s definitely not someone who enjoys being seen on a higher level than others and he’s so human in the sense that he’s one of the only people in Faerghus who refuses to believe Duscur was orchestrated by the Duscurian people. He saves Dedue - who devotes his entire life to him - but only wishes for Dedue to see him as a friend. He just wants a friend.
Some facts !
I forget what the exact word for it is but Dimitri can’t taste anything except... cheese?? Is that it?? Is that where the cheese thing come from?? Yeah basically he can’t taste anything.
He possesses the Crest of Blaiddyd which enhances his strength to superhuman levels to the point where, when he was only eight years old, he snapped a sword clean in half on accident.
Again I will say he’s a major sweetie & I highly recommend at least reading through some of his supports since my god all of them are... so good. I fucking love Dimitri.
Also he’s bi because I fucking said so and it’s a CRIME you can’t s-rank him as both masculine & feminine Byleth.
— BEFORE CASTLE TOWN
SOOOOO Mitya here is a housekeeper at Cozy Corner Inn. He didn’t survive the takeover - but his memories are returning at a quicker pace than that of my other character who didn’t survive, Zelda, as Dimitri’s already beginning to see glimpses of his past throughout dreams
...well, mainly nightmares unfortunately : ( but you get the drill
He has a lot of really awful nightmares but once in a while he dreams of this dark-haired person with a smile that no-one else has and it puts him... at ease whenever he wakes up
I also imagine he routinely volunteers at local shelters or centres or the like just because it’s very In-Character for him to do so
I DON’T HAVE,,, A LOT OF WHAT HIS LIFE IS LIKE IN CT AS OF RN but even tho his eye is never explained in-game he thinks in CT the scar he got over it was from a cat ahsushauhshs
love tht
ANYWAY YEAH IM GONNA WORK ON SAM’S INTRO SOOOOOOOOON but we’ll see if exhaustion doesn’t hit me first
pls gimme byleth i’ll cry
#castletown:intro#* . abt — ☆ ❛ ᴛʀᴇᴍʙʟᴇ ﹐ ʟɪᴛᴛʟᴇ ʟɪᴏɴ ᴍᴀɴ ❜#war tw#parental death tw#ptsd tw#depression tw#mental illness tw
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( ROCKY LYNCH, TWENTY-THREE, HE/THEY )┊SAMUEL “SAM” NOËLLE
is the child of ANGELIQUE and they have ONE YOUNGER SIBLING. they seem
to enjoy living in auradon. i’ve heard they’re known to be GENTLEMANLY +
A PERFECTIONIST. we’ll be keeping an eye on them to see how they’ll write
their own story. ( hylia ) // playlist , pinterest , to listen as you read.
welcome to bible study , we’re all children of JESUS ! hey howdy hey folks this is hylia back at again with another cinnamon roll , this time using the painfully underrated angel rocky lynch as an actual angel , sam. click to read more under the cut , and pls pls pls feel free to hit me up for plotting !!
BACKSTORY & BASICS
so this is gonna be relatively short bc frankly Sam’s a little boring so !!
Sam’s dad is an unknown man and Sam’s mom is Angelique, Prince Adam’s castle decorator. The little angel voiced by Bernadette Peters in the BATB Enchanted Christmas movie. And Sam was actually already born during the events of BATB - while his mom was changed into a Christmas angel, he was transformed into a cherub ornament. But he was a baby so he doesn’t remember anything related to it.
But he always had a love for the holidays since his mom’s position! And around the castle, where he grew up with her, he’d often help her and that stuff. Always would play with the other kids around the castle since - tiny squad, yk.
Yeah though he’d!! Grow up to serve Belle & Adam like his mother - especially in the context of being the next generation who’d follow Ben. He’d become a butler around the castle, but also due to his desire for helping people, he’d pursue medical schooling to act as the ‘nurse’ of the castle.
So yeah. Sam’s ur school nurse but. Castle nurse?? I guess???
He bounces back and forth between the castle and Auradon prep in terms of working - sort of doing the same thing around the prep school, acting as an assistant nurse but also a janitor if an extra one is needed. Bc he’s REALLY good at cleaning.
Also still helps out with decorating duties but that’s just a given I mean he’s ANGELIQUE’S BABY
PERSONALITY & FACTS
Basic facts - Sam is masculine non-binary but really doesn’t care what you call him, homoromantic homosexual, and 6′3 bc we love trees. He’s as angelic in personality as he is angelic appearance and I mean... look at him.
So essentially Sam is the perfect guy your average genuinely nice dude - he’s painfully polite and normally never seen to be angry, never complains if anyone asks him to do anything and also rarely turns down lending a hand to anyone.
....BUT, he has a bit of a perfectionist streak. Yes, Sam does not like to leave any flaws or any stone unturned in his work.
There is also his tendency to freak out of things don’t go his way. Not in the sense that he’s someone who throws a fit if you don’t do what he says - no, I mean that if there’s a plan and he agrees with it, he has to stick with it and if it doesn’t go exactly as planned he’ll lose his cool. He’ll stress himself out and think of EVERY WORST POSSIBLE OUTCOME if one thing is out of place. Like, if you’re going somewhere and you don’t follow the exact way to get there as it says on the map?? Sam can’t do it. No, he needs ORDER and structure.
So of course this means he’s a planner, extremely organized and great at doing things by the book. He just... needs to learn it’s okay to not do things by the book sometimes.]
But he is EXTREMELY kind and gentle and caring and enjoys taking care of other people!! He’s your mom friend, I said it. Mom friend. Always has gauze and band-aids in case someone gets hurt, sanitary appliances and stuff in case you need it, sewing needle and thread if you have an emergency rip, etc.
He grew up learning all the necessary homemaking essentials so he can cook, clean, sew, dress a wound - also knows how to play piano and violin but has an odd fear of pipe organs... wonder why.
One thing he does tho if he’s not busy and in the prep common areas, if there IS one he’ll play piano and it sounds. Heavenly.
Sometimes he sings too and lemme tell u... his voice...
yes that is rocky btw i fucking love that song to pIECES
He’s more than willing to give his heart away to anyone and this is both... a good thing and a bad thing.
Everyone says he might as well have actual angel wings and a halo and tbh that’s... so true.
WANTED CONNECTIONS
Gimme some folks Sam mom-friends over!! Ppl who repeatedly keep coming to him w/ their issues and he just. Gives them his help or a shoulder to cry on with zero hesitation. Bc frankly, he’s like that.
Would love if he did this over some VKs that initially wouldn’t trust him but they slowly learn that he won’t harm them and they get. Comfy around him.
Bad influences. Ppl who wanna see such a gentle, sweet soul crash and burn for whatever reason.
Also people who see his kindness and want to take advantage of it for their own personal gain since it’s so fucking easy to do
u can break his heart, trick him into doing something, etc. etc.
IF HE GETS TRICKED INTO DOING SMTH FOR THE VILLAINS THATD B SO FUCKING WILD....
other kiddos of the batb servants bc uh again servant kiddo squad
unrequited crushes bc yk that shit fucks me up to absolutely no degree aaaaand knowing sam growing up he probably had a whole fucking lot
exes too bc uh why the fuck not
ppl who think the whole nice guy thing is fake. i mean. it’s not. but there’s always gonna be sb who THINKS it is so please fucking give it to me.
give! me! his younger! sib!
also this would have to be assessed later on with chemistry but pls! give! sam! a boyfriend! he’s the perfect boyfriend i promise u that!!!
lov if he had a boyfriend who was like. from the exact opposite side of the tracks n was the typical ‘bad boy’ bc that’s my fav dynamic esp bc sam is the cinnamon roll to end all cinnamon rolls
i’d love if there were ppl who had a big deep dark secret around auradon and sam came across it and they’d trust him with it and he’d hide it for them and all that stuff bc frankly again homie can’t say no
again @ my antagonistic muses just pls fcking use him for whatever give me the ANGST give me the DRAMA ,
annnd essentially i’m lightning mcdumbdumb and can’t think of anything else so !!
chances are if u like this i’ll message u for plotting but pls feel free to dm me here or on discord ( rocky lynch lovebot / hylia.#0329 - does it make sense now ) if u have any ideas u can’t wait to show me bc i wanna hear anything and everything !! love u all dearly my homies and stream x by the driver era xoxo
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Sea Legs Part 6 - Connor Murphy Imagine
Rating: PG-13
Warnings: evil sea witch, cursing, self doubt
Summary: Part 6 to Sea Legs (Part 2/ Part 3/ Part 4/ Part 5). You have always been interested in how humans lived, walked, danced, and interacted with their strange inventions. When you spot a human too interesting to ignore, you decide that watching from afar wasn’t enough anymore.
Word Count: 2113
After looking at more books with Alana and the bookkeepers, you took some papers, quills, and ink down to the shore. You sat on a rock and skimmed the water with your fingers. After a few minutes, Jared popped out from the water. “Ey-”
You shushed him.
“Right, right. Merpeople don’t exist. I get it.” He swam around your rock. “Woah. Evan wasn’t kidding.” He poked your foot, and you immediately slapped his hand away. He held up in hands in surrender. “Gimme a break! I haven’t seen legs up close!”
“Jared.” Evan smiled at you. “How’s everything? I mean, I know it’s not amazing cause, you know, the voice situation, but-”
“He’s asking about his crush,” Jared clarified.
“N-No, I’m not! I’m worried about everyone, the prince, the g-girl, the crew members… and such.”
You laughed and gave Evan a thumbs up.
Evan blushed. “Th-That’s good. I was hoping, you know. Humans aren’t used to water. I’ve heard they can get diseases if they’re in it for too long. I mean, some can, but there’s pneumonia, swimmer’s ear, I mean they’re quite vulnerable to-”
“How’s the kiss coming?” Jared asked.
Evan nodded. “Yeah, are you close? No pressure. I mean, yes, there is pressure, because of the contract... and the magic... and the witch and chores. Then, my father-”
You reached out for Evan’s hand and squeezed it before pointing to the paper.
“Oh, writing. Writing’s good. Yeah, write out the whole story.”
Jared looked at your paper and quill. “Include cool things on one side, and Zoe stuff on the other.”
“Jared!”
You laughed and wrote out the important details. The village, the dancing, the books, the pipe. You included your conversation with Zoe and Alana, too.
“Some sort of contest to see who sounds like you?” Jared asked. “Damn, he really liked the girl who saved him.”
Evan’s eyes furrowed. “Bubbles on the brain? You really think so?”
You nodded and wrote more. He seems to be sad and not think much of himself and can’t seem to escape it. Jared nodded. “Yeah, definitely sounds like bubbles on the brain. He’d need a doctor who specializes in that.”
You nodded. When I get my voice back, I’ll insist upon it.
For the rest of the night, you told them about the curious things you’ve encountered while in the castle, from stairs to candles. They updated you on things back in the kingdom. Your family was worried, of course, but still many were claiming that you just ran away or got lost on some shipwreck. Both were plausible, to be honest.
The next morning before lunch, you went back out to the shore, and both of your friends were there before you. You held your hands up. What in the world-
“Congratulations!” Jared said. “I can’t believe you snagged the prince like that!” Jared snapped.
Evan fidgeted with his fingers. “Uh, I mean, it’s a bit impulsive in my opinion. I mean, I love you, (Y/n), but isn’t it a bit too soon?”
You stared at the two of them. What the fuck were they talking about?
Jared and Evan looked at each other. “Well, you know what, (Y/n),” Jared said, “why don’t you go out on the town, meet someone, you know? The prince is overrated.”
You shook your head. Snagging a prince? Too soon to do so? No, it couldn’t be.
Evan swam up to you. “(Y/n)!”
You sprinted back to the castle. It was impossible! Connor never said anything about betrothal. He just said he wanted to find the girl who saved him. Wait, if he got betrothed to the girl who saved him and it wasn’t you, then whoever it was lying to him. You had to stop this! If he found out it wasn’t her too far into whatever relationship they had, he’d be devastated. Whoever she was, she was going to pay for lying to Connor.
You flew past hallways and rooms until finally, you saw him in one of the rooms for dancing.
Your heart shattered in an instant. He was… dancing. WIth a stunningly beautiful woman. Connor, he looked happy. He was laughing and talking as if he had nothing in the world to worry about. He was even dancing better.
You leaned against a column and took deep breaths. Whoever this was, did she make him better? She must’ve cared for him.
“Oh, lovely, Prince Connor! And sweetheart, you dance brilliantly,” the instructor said.
You closed your eyes and let the tears burn past your cheeks.
Then, she spoke, “Thank you. Really, it was all Connor.”
You wiped your tears. That was your voice. Your actual voice! You scrutinized the woman and gasped. That necklace, it was the same one the sea witch used to take your voice. It couldn’t be.
“Well, you two are already ready for the wedding,” the instructor said.
Connor nodded. “Good then. The wedding will be later tonight.”
“Really, tonight? Your royal highness-”
“Tonight!” Connor boomed. “I-I, uh, need to marry her tonight.”
The fiancee giggled your giggle and looked over her shoulder, straight at you.
You glared at her. You were not going to let the sea witch trick Connor. She could make slights at you. You asked for it and signed for it. Connor didn’t need this.
“What about a wedding on the sea?” the fiancee suggested.
Connor’s eyes widened. “Uh, I’m not sure. I mean” -he shivered and straightened up again- “I would love to. Arrange for that immediately.”
The servants around the room stood perplexed.
“Well?!” Connor yelled.
The servants scattered, bumped into each other, and rushed to fulfill his request, or rather the sea witch’s request.
“We should board this ship immediately,” the fiancee suggested.
“Yes,” Connor said. “We should.”
You clutched your chest. Connor was still scared of water since the accident! She couldn’t. You wouldn’t let her!
You got up and ran right into two soldiers. You frantically tried to get pass them, but they just told you, “His royal highness has requested that you leave immediately.”
You shook your head and tried to tell them what was going on, but they couldn’t understand. Their prince was in danger! They needed to understand. Connor, your friend, he was in trouble!
“Miss, if you refuse to leave palace grounds-”
“Wait!” Alana ran to the guards. “Wait, you can’t force her to leave when the princess is asking for her presence.”
The guards stared at Alana, as if challenging her. The woman just put her fists on her hips and said, “I can tell the princess you don’t want to follow her orders, but-”
“Fine, but Prince Connor wants her gone.”
You stared at the ground. He was under a spell. He was under a spell. He didn’t mean what he said. You just had to save him. Without a voice. Without your friends. While he was out at sea on a ship. No, you had to save him. No matter what. It didn’t matter if the deal was up or not, you were going to save him.
Alana tugged at your arm. You raised an eyebrow at her. “Princess Zoe does want to see you. Just in case, we’re also packing you clothes and things if you get-”
You ripped your arm from her grasp and stomped your foot. You pointed at yourself then at the ground.
Alana sighed. “I know you want to stay, but with Connor acting like… that, I’m not sure how long his younger sister and I can keep him.” She continued to lead you through the halls. “I know, it’s uncharacteristic of him, but you don’t understand. You haven’t known him as long as the princess and I have.” Alana sighed. “He does crazy things sometimes.”
You shook your head.
She smiled. “It’s nice that you think of him like that.”
You closed your eyes. You were going to save him. With or without her help.
The princess was playing music on an instrument you didn’t recognize. She looked up and smiled. “(Y/n), hello, sorry. I play when I’m stressed. I just… have you talked to Connor lately?”
You waved your hand over your shoulder.
“Yesterday?”
You nodded.
“Did he say anything about a betrothal to the girl who saved him?”
You shook your head.
She groaned. “I know Connor’s stupid, but he’s not this stupid!”
“Have you tried talking to him?” Alana asked.
The princess nodded. “He just flipped me off and told me to mind my own fucking business. He hears her voice, and he’s down on one knee?” She sighed. “I mean, I don’t know what to do.” Zoe gulped and gestured to you. “That’s why I want you to talk to him. He was more… tolerable when he hung out with you. Maybe you can knock some common sense into his empty skull.”
Alana cleared her throat. “Uh, Princess, he has ordered her to leave the castle.”
“What?” she whispered. She screamed and lifted her skirts. “I’m going to-”
“Zoe!” Alana blocked her from the door. “Connor moved the wedding to this afternoon. A few hours from now. He’s preparing for his wedding as we speak.”
Zoe shook her head. “You’re kidding.”
“Unfortunately, I’m not.”
The princess sighed and stared at you. “Well, I’m at a loss.” She composed herself. “Fine. If Connor wants to ruin his life, he can do so. I’m done caring for my brother’s well-being.”
You shook your head and reached out for her. She cared for Connor, too. She could help him. Maybe more than you could.
“Leave me be.” Zoe sat on her chair and began to play again.
You wanted to scream. It wasn’t him! She just had to help you defeat the witch and save Connor. Before you could reach her, Alana pulled you away and took you outside the princess’s room. You tried to gesture the real situation but Alana didn’t understand. Instead, she straightened out your dress. “I don’t have much time.”
You tilted your head.
“Some servants are preparing your things as we speak. By the time you finish talking to him in the library, your things will be outside the library.”
You smiled a little.
Alana nodded. “Well, the prince is complicated, and he’s been better when he’s around you. Princess Zoe had told him to meet with her in the library. Since she’s not going anymore, I think you can go in her place.” She patted your shoulder. “Now, go talk to him.”
You smiled and rushed to the library.
Joy filled your heart, and you hugged Connor immediately.
“Woah! Sea legs?”
You nodded and looked up at him. You kissed him on the cheek.
Connor laughed, then stopped. His brown eyes turned green. He shivered, stiffened. Then, he pushed you off. “Shouldn’t you be leaving? I told the guards to escort you out of the palace.”
Your chest ached. It looked so real. His eyes were full of spite and disgust. Was that what Zoe was talking about before? No, this hurt, but it wasn’t Connor. You grabbed his hand and kissed his cheek.
“Fuck off! Why are you so clingy?” He pointed at you, as if accusing you. “Just because you can’t fucking talk doesn’t give you the right to latch onto the first person you see.”
Tears burned in your eyes. He didn’t mean it. He didn’t mean it. He didn’t mean it.
“What? You thought I actually cared about you? I pitied you, yeah, but I don’t give a shit about what happens to you. As long as you’re gone.”
He couldn’t mean that. It wasn’t him, but it hurt. It hurt too much. It was his voice that cut like glass and his eyes that burned through you. What if the sea witch was just making him tell the truth? What if all those conversations, laughter, dances were just fake, out of pity for the shipwrecked girl with no voice? You weren’t anything to him. Just some project that he was tired of.
He laughed, and everything hurt. “Just leave. What can you do when you’re here, huh? Fail at learning English? Remind me how much I hate the ocean? Lie to me about my self-worth?”
Everything was broken beyond repair. You couldn’t take it. You couldn’t stand it. You wanted to get out.
So you did.
You stumbled out of the room with tears in your eyes, and every time you took a step, it felt like your body caught on fire. You grabbed the suitcase outside of the library, and when the guards told you weren’t allowed in the castle, you followed them. You weren’t needed anymore.
Edit: Part 7 is finally up!
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Character Playlists!
10-15 songs per character, for each muse on this blog in order!
Sarah Manning - History
Buy You A Rose - AJR
Simple Song - Passenger
Girls/Girls/Boys - Panic! At The Disco
I Got You - Christopher Jackson
I Want To Write You A Song - One Direction
Dreamer - Aso
Song Of The Caged Bird - Lindsey Stirling
Nocturnal Waltz - Johannes Bornlöf
I Found Love - Owl City
Laugh Till I Cry - The Front Bottoms
James Cunnington - History
Brave Enough (Feat. Christina Perri) - Lindsey Stirling
Trust - Ásgeir
Devil Town - Cavetown
The Distance - Relient K
Wow, I Can Get Sexual Too - Say Anything
Gimme Coffee, Or Death - Mischief Brew
Lego House - Ed Sheeran
Tangled In The Great Escape - Pierce The Veil, Jason Butler
The Plan (Fuck Jobs) - The Front Bottoms
Misery - Maroon 5
William Manning, Jr - History
No Shade In The Shadow Of The Cross - Sufjan Stevens
Dear Maria, Count Me In - All Time Low
Making All Things New - Aaron Epse
The Carousel - Allysa Nelson
A Sky Full Of Flowers - Jeff Bright Jr
Two Birds - Regina Spektor
Survival AJJ - Ghost Mice
Warm Darkness - Mia Strass
10 Feet Tall - Cavetown
Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish
Bruce Wayne - Gotham
Ocean Eyes - Billie Eilish
Bloom - The Paper Kites
I’m Gay - Bowling For Soup
King - Lauren Aquilina
Little Pistol - Mother Mother
The Crow - Dessa
Annabelle - Dessa
Yellow - Coldplay
Your Soul - Gothic Tropic
Meteor Shower - Cavetown
This Is Why We Fight - The Decemberists
Everyone But You - The Decemberists
We Don’t Have To Dance - Andy Black
The Moon Song - Scarlett Johansson, Joaquin Phoenix
Never Get To Know - Paul Baribeau
Veronica Sawyer - Heathers
Never Get To Know - Paul Baribeau
Marceline - Willow
Smile - Lily Allen
Lemon Boy - Cavetown
He’s Hurting Me - Maria Mena
Secret For The Mad - Dodie
Vacation Town - The Front Bottoms
Oh Ms Believer - Twenty One Pilots
One Love - Marianas Trench
Hell No - Ingrid Michaelson
Misanthropic Drunken Loner - Days N Daze
Under The Bridge - Red Hot Chili Peppers
This Is Home - Cavetown
Superman - Rachel Platten
Sloppy Seconds - Watsky
Jacqueline Callaghan - OC
I Don’t Know My Name - Grace VanderWaal
Sober Up - AJR
High School Never Ends - Bowling For Soup
One Foot - Walk The Moon
Skinny Love - Bon Iver
I Like Me Better - Lauv
King And Lionheart - Of Monsters And Men
Must Have Done Something Right - Relient K
3AM - AJR
Nothing Ever Happens - Rachel Platten
Congratulations - Dessa
I’m Not Dead - Boyinaband
Ring Of Fire - Home Free, Avi Kaplan
Heart Of Stone - American Authors
I Found Love - Owl City
Javier Delacroix - OC
I Found Love - Owl City
Ring Of Fire - Home Free, Avi Kaplan
People Ii: The Reckoning - AJJ
New Beginnings - Kupla
HIM - Sam Smith
I Know You Too Well To Like You Anymore - Reel Big Fish
Little Game - Benny
Boom Clap - Charli XCX
Don’t Stay In School - Boyinaband
Master Of Tides - Lindsey Stirling
Breathe - Lauv
Twin Size Mattress - The Front Bottoms
If My Heart Was A House - Owl City
How To Never Stop Being Sad - Dandelion Hands
Weak - AJR
Philip Hamilton - Hamilton The Musical, History
Rays Of Hope - Oneke
Nocturnal Waltz - Johannes Bornlöf
Waltz For Dreamers - Matt Stewart-Evans
Mirror Lake - Angus MacRae
Delicate Transitions - Gavin Luke
Warm Darkness - Mia Strass
Remove The Complexities - Peter Sandberg
Waves From A Distance - Martin Skoog
The Carousel - Allysa Nelson
A Sky Full Of Flowers - Jeff Bright Jr
Fight Night Champion - Cyberbully Mom Club
Adam’s Song - Blink-182
Bird Song - Florence + The Machine
Heart Of Stone - American Authors
Replaced - American Authors
Saoirse Crowley - OC
Replaced - American Authors
Turning Out - AJR
Blue Lips - Regina Spektor
Critical Hit - Ghost Mice
Sugar, We’re Goin Down - Fall Out Boy
Air Balloon - Lily Allen
Beautiful Trauma - P!nk
King - Lauren Aquilina
I Don’t Know Who You Are - Garfunkel And Oates
Hate That You Know Me - Bleachers
Looking Like This - Lyre Le Temps
Bloom - The Paper Kites
Art School Wannabe - Sorority Noise
Little Pistol - Mother Mother
Hidden In The Sand - Tally Hall
Asra - The Arcana
Hidden In The Sand - Tally Hall
Kids In America - Kim Wilde
You Make My Dreams - Daryl Hall & John Oates
I’m So Excited - The Pointer Sisters
Super Trouper - ABBA
Don’t Stop Believing - Journey
Walk Of Life - Dire Straits
Walking On Sunshine - Katrina & The Waves
Eye Of The Tiger - Survivor
Everybody Wants To Rule The World - Tears For Fears
Raspberry Beret - Prince
Africa - Toto
Footloose - Kenny Loggins
Wake Me Up Before You Go-Go - Wham!
Funky Town - Lipps Inc
Jughead Jones - Riverdale
We Won’t - Jaymes Young, Phoebe Ryan
Castle On A Hill - Ed Sheeran
Teenagers - My Chemical Romance
American Kids - Poppy
Burn The House Down - AJR
iD - Michael Patrick Kelly, Gentleman
Call My Dad - AJR
Do Better - Say Anything
Smoothie King - Bowling For Soup
Run - Vampire Weekend
I Hate Everything - Just Nick
I’m Born To Run - American Authors
Big Idea - AJR
Pitchfork Kids - AJR
I’ve Changed Too - Justin Kalk
Angelica Hamilton - Hamilton, History
You Look Like A Girl - Boyinaband
Green - Cavetown
Deathbed - Relient K
Back Home - Andy Grammer
Daylight - Maroon 5
Fuqboi - Hey Violet
The Last Of The Real Ones - Fall Out Boy
Feel Something - Jaymes Young
Lego House - Ed Sheeran
Lowlife - Poppy
Don’t Fill Up On Chips - The Front Bottoms
Daylily - Movements
Ghosting - Mother Mother
You Used To Say (Holy Fuck) - The Front Bottoms
Runs In The Family - Amanda Palmer
Harleen Quinzel - Batman, Comics
You Used To Say (Holy Fuck) - The Front Bottoms
Fuck Away The Pain - Divide The Day
Pride - American Authors
Set It All Free - Scarlett Johansson
Sweater Weather - The Neighbourhood
No Children - The Mountain Goats
Walkashame - Meghan Trainor
Bit By Bit - Mother Mother
Starring Role - Marina And The Diamonds
Ocean Eyes - Bilie Eilish
Honestly - Hot Chelle Rae
Like Lovers Do - Hey Violet
We Don’t Have To Dance - Andy Black
Champion - Fall Out Boy
Dear Maria, Count Me In - All Time Low
Mae Borowski - Night In The Woods
Skeleton - The Front Bottoms
Ghosting - Mother Mother
Little Talks - Of Monsters And Men
Love Love Love - Of Monsters And Men
Too Much Fun - Boyinaband
Hello Monsta - Boyinaband
No Children - The Mountain Goats
Body - Mother Mother
Spooky Ghosts - SNCKPCK
Devil Town - Cavetown
Putting The Dog To Sleep - The Antlers
Machine - MisterWives
The Last Of The Real Ones - Fall Out Boy
Runs In The Family - Amanda Palmer
Lowlife - Poppy
Lance McClain - Voltron
Runs In The Family - Amanda Palmer
Starring Role - Marina And The Diamonds
Early Morning Coffee Cups - Jaimi Faulkner
Laugh Till I Cry - The Front Bottoms
The Crow - Dessa
Stone - Jaymes Young
Break The Rules - Charli XCX
Song For Isabelle - Pierce The Veil
If I Tremble - Front Porch Step
Sick Of Losing Soulmates - Dodie
Tear In My Heart - Twenty One Pilots
Lemon Boy - Cavetown
Rose-Colored Boy - Paramore
I’m Good - The Mowgli’s
Stutter - Maroon 5
Mariana García - The Walking Dead: Season Three
I’m Good - The Mowgli’s
Stutter - Maroon 5
Three Thirty - AJR
Better When I’m Dancin’ - Meghan Trainor
Speechless - Rachel Platten
Congratulations - Rachel Platten
Two Birds - Regina Spektor
Brave - Sara Bareilles
Set It All Free - Scarlett Johansson
Something Wonderful - Seaway
Wolves - Selena Gomez, Marshmello
You Are Enough - Sleeping At Last
Infinity - AJR
Imagine - Pentatonix
Perfect - Ed Sheeran
Loki - Marvel Cinematic Universe
Fuck Away The Pain - Divide The Day
The Crow - Dessa
Lowlife - Poppy
Gasoline - Divide The Day
Train Wreck - Divide The Day
Fight Night Champion - Cyberbully Mom Club
The Last Of The Real Ones - Fall Out Boy
Bird Song - Florence + The Machine
Twin Size Mattress - The Front Bottoms
You Used To Say (Holy Fuck) - The Front Bottoms
The Boredom Is The Reason I Started Swimming. It’s Also The Reason I Started Sinking - The Front Bottoms
The Plan (Fuck Jobs) - The Front Bottoms
Laugh Till I Cry - The Front Bottoms
Friday Night - Lily Allen
Maps - Maroon 5
MJ / Michelle Jones - Marvel Cinematic Universe
Moves Like Jagger - Maroon 5
A Children’s Crusade On Acid - Margot & The Nuclear So And So’s
The Kids Don’t Stand A Chance - Vampire Weekend
Dairy Queen - PWR BTTM
Calamity Song - The Decemberists
All Of The Drugs - The Brobecks
Dead - Madison Beer
The Crow - Dessa
Brand New City - Mitski
Coast (It’s Gonna Get Better) - Patrick Stump
St. Patrick - Pvris
Down By The Water - The Decemberists
Repetition - Purity Ring
Unbelievers - Vampire Weekend
This Is Why We Fight - The Decemberists
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Gimme all the cities!
london: when you visit a city, do you take in the tourist points or the more unknown places? - first the tourist points but i also like wandering around the city and finding places by myself (or with the people i am traveling)paris: where did you last fall in love? - every day i spend with my gf i fall more and more in loveberlin: do you find history or geography to be more interesting? - definitely historyamsterdam: would you drink in a room full of strangers? - im not the trusting type but who knows, maybe i wouldprague: rivers or forests? - FUCKING BOTH NATURE IS THE BESTvienna: do you enjoy classic literature? - i do but i read classics only when i am in the mood tobarcelona: beaches or cities? - depends, i love both, but definitely beaches if i wanna relaxmadrid: who did you last attend a party with? - with my friends because one of them had her bday partybudapest: if you could do anything and not have to face the consequences, what would you do? - move in with my gf without having to face my parents’ wrath and disappointmentrome: ancient rome or ancient greece? - ancient greececopenhagen: how many languages can you speak? - bulgarian, english, norwegian and a bit of swedish and germandublin: where was the last castle you visited? - i visited many castles when i was in austria but i can’t remember the one i liked the most stockholm: angst or fluff? - depends on my moodlisbon: if you had the chance to become a prince/princess, would you? - uhm i don’t think soathens: favourite greek myth? - i was really into greek mythology when i was a bit younger but i can’t remember any myths rn, sorry milan: what matters more: fashion or comfort? - one should feel fashionably comfortable in their clothesmunich: why did you kiss the last person you did? - because i love them (that’s my gf)helsinki: when did you last visit a friend’s house? - actually i can’t remember, i think like a month agoreykjavik: do people usually have trouble pronouncing your name when you first meet? - my first name no, but my last name is pretty complicatededinburgh: would you visit a dog park without a dog? - yeah, dogs are always nice to look at, they make me happyoslo: what’s more important: work or love? - lovevenice: why did you last fall in love? - because i met my soulmateglasgow: where were you going during your latest bus journey? - i was in the bus home after going out with my friendsliverpool: do you follow any sports? - not really, but i try to be interested in football because my gf loves itcologne: why did you last visit your grandparents? - too see themmoscow: would you rather perform in a circus or an opera? - maybe circus but im not talentednaples: if you could visit anywhere in the world, where would you go and for how long? - i would go anywhere with my gf, rn i really wanna go to a scandinavian country, maybe just for a trip, maybe actually live there. also i really wanna go to iceland
thanks for the ask, it surely did keep me busy and it was fun :3
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best musical theatre songs playlist
13
opportunity
tell her
a little more homework
brand new you
25th annual putnam county spelling bee
magic foot
my unfortunate erection
woe is me
the i love you song
the addams family
pulled
just around the corner
crazier than you
aladdin
arabian nights
friend like me
prince ali
amélie
times are hard for dreamers
sister’s pickle
stay
annie
maybe
it’s the hard-knock life
tomorrow
anything goes
it’s de-lovely
anything goes
assassins
gun song
the ballad of czolgosz
another national anthem
avenue q
the internet is for porn
you can be as loud as the hell you want
beauty and the beast
home
be our guest
if i can’t love her
the book of mormon
hello!
you and me
turn it off
i believe
tomorrow is a latter day
the bridges of madison county
another life
always better
bring it on: the musical
what i was born to do
killer instinct
eva’s rant
cabaret
willkommen
maybe this time
so what?
cabaret
catch me if you can
live in living color
jet set
fly, fly away
cats
old deuteronomy
memory
chicago
all that jazz
cell block tango
we both reached for the gun
mister cellophane
razzle dazzle
company
you could drive a person crazy
the ladies who lunch
being alive
crazy for you
i can’t be bothered now
someone to watch over me
i got rhythm
they can’t take that away from me
dear evan hansen
waving through a window
if i could tell her
you will be found
to break in a glove
only us
dogfight
pretty funny
first date / last night
dreamgirls
and i am telling you i’m not going
ain’t no party
the fantasticks
soon it’s gonna rain
they were you
finding neverland
believe
when your feet don’t touch the ground
fun home
welcome to our house on maple avenue
come to the fun home
changing my major
ring of keys
flying away
funny girl
i’m the greatest star
don’t rain on my parade
grease
greased lightnin’
there are worse things i could do
you’re the one that i want
guys and dolls
a bushel and a peck
sit down, you’re rockin’ the boat
hairspray
good morning baltimore
the nicest kids in town
i can hear the bells
you can’t stop the beat
hamilton
you’ll be back
satisfied
guns and ships
burn
who lives, who dies, who tells your story
heathers: the musical
candy store
dead girl walking
seventeen
lifeboat
kindergarten boyfriend
hedwig and the angry inch
sugar daddy
angry inch
in the heights
in the heights
breathe
96,000
blackout
everything i know
into the woods
prologue: into the woods
it takes two
on the steps of the palace
witch’s lament
no one is alone
the king and i
main title
hello, young lovers
getting to know you
we kiss in a shadow
shall we dance?
kinky boots
the history of wrong guys
not my father’s son
everybody say yeah
hold me in your heart
the last five years
still hurting
a summer in ohio
legally blonde the musical
omigod you guys
what you want
positive
so much better
legally blonde
les misérables
i dreamed a dream
castle on a cloud
on my own
one day more
do you hear the people sing?
the lion king
circle of life
be prepared
can you feel the love tonight
the little mermaid
part of your world
poor unfortunate souls
beyond my wildest dreams
little shop of horrors
mushnik and son
finale ultimo
little women - the musical
five forever
astonishing
mamma mia
mamma mia
dancing queen
matilda the musical
naughty
telly
when i grow up
quiet
revolting children
monty python’s spamalot
find your grail
always look on the bright side of life
his name is lancelot
the music man
ya got trouble
seventy six trombones
sincere
my fair lady
wouldn’t it be loverly
i could have danced all night
i’ve grown accustomed to her face
natasha, pierre and the great comet of 1812
no one else
newsies
carrying the banner
that’s rich
seize the day
santa fe
king of new york
next to normal
everything else
perfect for you
i am the one
superboy and the invisible girl
light
oliver!
where is love?
consider yourself
once on this island
waiting for life
mama will provide
phantom of the opera
think of me
angel of music
the phantom of the opera
the music of the night
all i ask of you
pippin
no time at all
i guess i’ll miss the man
rent
seasons of love
light my candle
another day
la vie boheme
take me or leave me
rodgers + hammerstein’s cinderella
impossible
ten minutes ago
the secret garden
a girl in the valley
the girl i mean to be
wick
hold on
how could i ever know?
seussical
oh, the thinks you can think
notice me, horton
shrek the musical
i know it’s today
morning person
the ballad of farquaad
freak flag
something rotten!
god, i hate shakespeare
right hand man
a musical
the black death
hard to be the bard
songs for a new world
i’m not afraid of anything
stars and the moon
the sound of music
sixteen going on seventeen
my favorite things
the sound of music
south pacific
bloody mary
you’ve got to be carefully taught
spring awakening
mama who bore me
the bitch of living
totally fucked
the song of purple summer
thoroughly modern millie
thoroughly modern millie
the speed test
what do i need with love
gimme gimme
[title of show]
die vampire, die!
a way back to then
nine people’s favorite thing
waitress
opening up
when he sees me
bad idea
i didn’t plan it
she used to be mine
the wedding singer
it’s your wedding day
west side story
america
tonight
i feel pretty
wicked
the wizard and i
what is this feeling?
popular
defying gravity
no good deed
the wild party
maybe i like it this way
the life of the party
the will rogers follies
our favorite son
wonderland
the mad hatter
once more i can see
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