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[starlostseungmin]

EMPYREAN PRINCE CASCADES, KSM.

✰ summary: “i am yours even if this is meant to be a loveless marriage between us. no feelings involved, just politics.” — it started with a diplomatic agreement between two kingdoms to stop a war but ended up cascading to a love-driven affinity.

✰ pairing: prince!seungmin x afab!reader (princess)

✰ genre: slow burn, strangers-to-lovers, fixed marriage, mediocre angst, romance.

✰ warnings: profanity, mentions of war, wounds, kissing, not proofread, let me know if i missed something.

✰ word count: 10.2k

✰ playlist — war of hearts (until kingdom come) masterlist collab. ♡

✰ notes: thank you so much @hyunverse for making this collab possible! i enjoyed writing for seungmo’s entry and i hope everyone will love reading each member’s endjng. as much as i want to write this longer than 10k, it is what it is for me tho T-T but i’m really happy that i am part of it! once again, thank you so much. and to the readers, i hope you’ll enjoy the rollercoaster ride! don’t forget to leave feedbacks and reblog! <333

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Seungmin stood at the altar, hands clasped below his waist as he watched you walk down the aisle. The Empyrean cathedral was packed with the elites and other royals from the neighboring kingdoms to witness the Princess of Noctifer betrothed to the Prince of Empyreanーeven the townsmen. A sigh escaped your lips as your hands tightened their grip on your bouquet. This marriage was too soon and both kingdoms wanted to rush the celebration. And for what? Treaties of peace, stronger alliance, preventing wars, and improving bilateral agreementsーjust for the sake of politics perhaps?

You were sick of it but at the same time, you were left with no choice but to stand for your kingdom’s well-being. And the smiles your parents are drawing on their faces hold the triumph and success while letting their daughter falls into the hands of someone they don’t know. 

The wedding march just comes in and out of your ears. A traditional sound you always hear when you were invited to all the wedding events that happened in the past. They were all arranged marriages, nothing has done it out of love. Royals would say love is an inconvenience to your duties, yours even, but you’ve never been in love. You were just another bookworm who loved to bury their nose between the pages of romance novels hoping for those stories to become your reality. But now that you are stuck with Seungmin for life, your fate started to change the moment you took a step toward the altar. 

You don’t know Seungmin, you don’t know a lot of things about him, you may have heard rumors that he is a snob and doesn’t-give-a-fuck type of prince but he is less or more than that. This marriage was made to strengthen the two kingdoms' alliances and fight together in matters of war. These reasons are not new anymore, they are always the excuse to gather wealth and a repulsive sense of power. But you were too independent to be the wife of someone you barely know. Two months wasn’t enough to get to know each other, but you know Seungmin isn’t as bad as what you heard from baseless rumors yet you could feel how cold he is. 

“It takes time,” They said. “The Prince is kind,” They said. “The Queen wanted him to marry to have grandchildren,” It made no sense at all. 

You don’t hate him, you don’t like him either and nothing is going on even if the priest asked him to kiss the bride. No spark and passion. That kiss you shared on the altar was just for show. A way to fool everyone that you were good and Seungmin felt the same. Nothing. Both of you admit that it was hard to pretend and force yourself to follow the things you were and weren’t supposed to do. He couldn’t even flash a smile or hold your hand unless necessary. It hurts your pride and ego to stand beside him, but who are you to complain? Both of you agreed to do this in the first place anyway. 

The candles burned as the black smoke escalated in the air—quiet. Sounds of crickets from the open garden outside and the wind casually enter your shared bedroom. You sat quietly as Seungmin was reading a letter from the parliament. He should be paying attention to you as a husband and wife, but there he is, covered with focus and thoughts as the words echo inside his head from the paper. It was hard to pretend that you are not hurt when you are not heard. You believed that ignoring each other would be easy in the sense that you’ve got no romantic feelings involved, but the fact that he is supposed to be a loving husband who pays attention to his wife. At least getting to know each other more. 

“It’s already bedtime, Your Highness,” You spoke as Seungmin sighed, rolling the paper. 

“Let’s not do this,” He said, sitting beside you on your shared bed for the first night. “I know you are not comfortable,” He added. 

“It doesn’t matter how I feel,” You said, looking at him but Seungmin couldn’t even spare you a look. “Can you at least lay with me?” You asked. 

“No need,” He sighed. “We’ll get a divorce after 2 years anyway, you won’t have to pretend that you care.” 

“Because we’re in this situation? I’m still your wife, I have the very right to care.” You retorted but your husband just shook his head in response. 

“Good night Y/N,” 

Seungmin left the room leaving you dumbfounded. It was supposed to be your honeymoon right after the wedding celebration. The royal servants have prepared a place of your privacy and expected a night full of passion and love, yet both of you loved to disappoint everyone else and listen to your feelings. But still, you were going to try, for the sake of this agreement. And there he disappeared. He doesn’t care and you just heard the doors of the room shut as his footsteps faded in the hallway. Only a sigh escaped from your lips and took the candlestick from the table, blowing the flame away. 

Being distant from each other cascaded almost every day. You are often found in the library reading books, sometimes in the garden taking strolls with your maids tailing you, and rarely at the study. Seungmin doesn’t pay attention, maybe he trusts you a bit with intelligence and is dependent when it comes to politics. But who cares about politics when your husband wanted a divorce after 2 years? This marriage is also political from whatever angle you may want to look at. 

Many people believe that falling in love in this type of situation is accurate but dealing with this is the opposite of being written in a fairytale. You believe that they only exist in books and are never written in real life. People consider themselves lucky when they get to experience what falling in love feels like in a genuine manner. But risking your freedom for a loveless and political marriage is a whole different story. 

It holds the agreement: “I am yours even if this is meant to be a loveless marriage between us. No feelings involved, just politics.” You admit that it hurts your ego to jump into the well. The possibility of falling in love is crucial in this type of scenario especially when Seungmin doesn’t give a shit and you just try to be what you are supposed to be—the new Princess of the Empyrean kingdom and the wife of the only heir to the throne. But sometimes, you wish it was more than that. 

It was the usual Thursday afternoon where you are sitting on the couch inside the library disregarding the fact that you have to study the negotiations of Seungmin’s kingdom. Reading novels is a force of habit and you are always entertained which is disregarding the fact that you need to study. 

The big windows allowed the afternoon sunlight to touch the marble floor as they reflected on the glass making rainbows and shapes. It was pretty to look at and it added to the mood of your imagination. You know Seungmin loves to read, but his interest in books is highly different from yours, from the genre to the authors and use of vocabulary. He’s a little bit picky about it. But then again, why would you care about the smallest detail about him when you don’t even matter from his perspective? 

Only a sigh escaped your lips as the thought of him crossed your mind. Living inside the Empyrean Chateau—where you decided to stay after the honeymoon—for the last couple of weeks seems heavy and dull. The routine keeps on repeating itself every day and you rarely see Seungmin around. He doesn’t share the same room with you anymore and at the same time, his duty is in the palace of the King and Queen. It’s peaceful, somehow but you would still feel the loneliness inside despite the presence of your maids and the other workers around. You weren’t supposed to think about Seungmin when he’s not around but as a wife, you need to mind your commitment. 

Flipping a page on the book, you heard a knock outside of the library which had caught your attention. It doesn’t happen every day, but then you sensed a familiar presence that envelopes the Chateau.

“Come in!” You said, placing the bookmark in between the pages and standing up to place it back on its respective shelf. 

“Your Highness,” Your maid greeted with a respectful bow. “The Prince has arrived,” 

“He’s home?” You asked. “For what reason?” 

“He wants to see you,” The maid answered. It is probably about business. You thought because that’s the only thing that runs this affinity. 

Dismissing the maid with a polite thank you, you headed outside to meet your husband at the hall. His hair is disheveled from the strong wind, gushing outside but his outfit remains neat. You stood a few meters away from him as his eyes darted on the big portrait of you and him wearing your wedding attires being displayed at the center part of the wall—it would be the first one to see the moment you enter inside the Chateau. He is dashing and debonair, the type of Prince who is pristine and has a good reputation, minus the attitude or maybe that’s how he is treating you differently than anyone else. 

“Your Highness,” You called and executed a bow as Seungmin turned to face you. 

“Y/n,” He said, monotonously. 

“How was your visit to town?” You asked, flashing the most patient smile you have. 

“Good,” He started. “How is everything in the Chateau?” He asked out of nowhere which is not his manner when it comes to you. 

“Good,” You answered vaguely as he gave a nod in response. But to be very honest, Seungmin doesn’t know what else to say. Maybe he decided to come home to inform you about the news he had heard this morning from the court or not. He probably wanted to see you out of nowhere, well, he doesn’t know. 

“Would you spare me a minute? I have something to say,” He said. 

“I am listening, Your Highness,” You said. 

“Stop with the formalities, just call me Seungmin,” He answered as you smiled gently. 

“If that is fine with you?” You asked as he shake his head. 

“I insist,” He answered again. “It will be a little odd for a wife to call their husband so formally. This will stay for quite a while, Y/n,” It was weird.  

“Alright,” You smiled as you go along with it. “What are you going to tell me?” 

“Shall we take a stroll by the garden first?” It was new. 

For the past two weeks of almost ignoring each other, Seungmin’s attitude today seems different. The next thing you knew, you were both walking on the aisle watching the flowers bloom in the middle of summer. Roses are red, the lavender swayed with the air, sunflowers are standing tall and others made it healthy and lively. Seungmin fell silent as his hands were placed behind his back as he walked with you. No words were exchanged as you waited for him to speak up. 

You tried to observe him more as you indulge the silence you’d shared. His side profile is so beautiful, and how much more if you get to see the wholeness of his beautiful face? You don’t want to fall for his physical beauty yet you can’t help but admire him. It is dangerous to fall for looks but you admit you like the fact that he is a bookworm too. And as you had thought a while ago, getting to know Seungmin for the past two months wasn’t enough. 

“There’s chaos happening at the Western border of Empyrean. Terrorists from the Seraphina Empire wanted to cross our borders and raided a part of the town.” He started. “My father wanted me to go with him to settle a negotiation but I think I will be fighting for the war.” 

“Didn’t Noctifer deployed enough soldiers to assist?” You asked. You knew the chaos in the Western border but Seungmin coming with the King to fight for peace is should be not surprising but you felt the opposite. There is a part of you that you don’t want him to leave even if you barely see him around. 

“Your kingdom has deployed enough,” He answered. “But I still need to go. I have to provide aid and temporary homes for the victims. Might as well learn something to expand my knowledge and combatting skills.” He sighs in between. “It’s a hustle,” 

Your eyes didn’t leave his face. The expression he’s been giving is a serious one which made you hooked while listening. 

“When are you leaving?” You asked, studying his features. 

“In four days,” He sighed again. “I need to stay here to think. Will you be alright?” He asked, looking at you. It was your chance to look away and distract yourself from looking at the flowers. Yes, I will be fine, I am used to being alone in this place without your presence and why are you suddenly worried? You didn’t answer for a while, you don’t know what to say. Seungmin, leaving for a war? You don’t know when he will be back. 

“I will,” You smiled. 

“I mean, will you be fine having me around or when I’m gone?” He asked again, halting to look at you. 

“I mean, you don’t even care about me so what’s with the question?” That was rude. It was a straightforward question, but you were just being honest. How on earth would Seungmin ask about it? He never cared in the first place. You could clearly remember what he said the night after your wedding. Getting a divorce in 2 years after everything is just stupid nonsense. But Seungmin stood there in silence. 

“I just wanted to know,” He said after a few seconds. 

“It doesn’t matter Seungmin,” You said as he nodded in agreement. It was awkward for both of you. Getting married without feelings is already hard enough to deal with. The context is empty but with one purpose, politics. “We just have to deal with this and convince everyone we’re in love,” 

“It’s childish,” He smirked. “I’m not one for those,” 

“Me too,” You said. “But there’s nothing wrong with putting in some effort, right?” 

Seungmin looked at you as if you were a mad woman and you met his eyes. True he is not fond of the genre you love but he has a part to play for the sake of this marriage. But your husband shook his head at the statement and gave you a small smile, you didn’t know what for. He understands your point yet he doesn’t want to play pretend to fool everyone in the Kingdom, the fear of commitment is all he could think of. As a Prince, he has other commitments, but to you, it is different, the one that he is unsure of. Pretending to be in love. 

“You’re reading too much of that genre,” He said, shaking his head again. “There will be a gathering at the palace the night before I leave,” He said. “Everyone is expecting you to come,” 

“I will be there when you need me,” You smiled. 

“I guess you will have to deal with me in four days,” He smiled as you gave him a bow. 

“I wouldn’t mind,” You said. “So, what do you want to do?” 

Seungmin stood in front of his desk reading the reports of the chaos happening inside the Western border of the Empyrean kingdom. He remembered that this situation is quite familiar after rebel groups had messed up with the Kingdom’s sovereignty rights. Noctifer, however, has a large military capacity that the Empyrean needs to solidify their protection. Unfortunately, they were not on good terms. The King offered to marry his only son to the princess to make a peace treaty. The Prince thought it was unnecessary to build such a relationship when they only want an ally when war broke out. But it was basic tradition. Noctifer’s Princess needed a groom, as the higher-ups would say. 

It was confusing and hard at the same time. The plan flows for a year after several negotiations and proposals. The two newlyweds were given a couple of months to know each other, but as has been mentioned, it wasn’t enough. You denied it when they said you needed a groom to run Noctifer in the future but the parliament would always make questionable decisions for the sake of power and sovereign rights. It shouldn’t end up this way, but Seungmin agreed with no hesitation even if it was against his will. He didn’t think of any bad things about you. After having to choose Princesses from other Kingdoms to consider as the future queen of Empyrean, none of them tackled his interest. Maybe the thought of ‘need’ have made him impulsive to say ‘yes’ to you. 

Everything was awkward as he remembered your promise of loyalty; “I am yours even if this is meant to be a loveless marriage between us. No feelings involved, just politics.” There it goes again. He was amused at the same time, he doesn’t know you and he was curious as to why would you act as if you care about this marriage during the first night. Seungmin didn’t want to think about it but you keep on messing with his head. He learned that women are a distraction to his duties when he was young, he thought love doesn’t matter when it comes to politics, and he thought this marriage would be a waste of time just to preserve sovereign rights but you made an impact. 

“Your Highness, are you even listening?” Asked Jisung who happened to be inside his office, talking about the casualties that the invaders have made. 

“Pardon me,” He sighed. 

“You seemed distracted today,” Jisung added as Seungmin sat down behind his desk, frustrated about the King’s orders. “Is something wrong?” 

“Nothing,” Seungmin denied. “You are lucky you are not married,” Jisung smirked at the statement and chuckled. 

“Your Highness, if this is about the Princess, you two should talk it through,” He suggested as the Prince looked at him in disappointment. 

“Do you even know what I’m thinking about?” Seungmin said. “My father ordered me to stay here to spend some time with Y/n and asked if I could bring them to the gathering in three days. They also asked me what I wanted to do,” 

“So what did you do?” Jisung asked, intrigued. 

“I didn’t have something in mind yet,” Seungmin sighed. “But at the same time, I want to return the favor for saving my Kingdom’s demise,” 

“Love,” Jisung suggested as Seungmin gave him that look again. 

“Shut up,” Seungmin defended. 

“Oh please, it will eventually come your way,” Jisung smirked. “The Princess is brave enough to settle disagreements by marrying you,” 

“Y/n is your wife,” “You should spend some time with the Princess before you leave,” “Who knows when will the war ends,” It’s like a chore to follow orders, it has always been since the beginning. Maybe he is too distracted with his chores to forget about you, or maybe you were too busy to give him a chance to know you more. You don’t even treat him like a friend, both of you were just committed to doing your chores. “And who knows if you are going to come back alive?” Seungmin doesn’t want that. 

“It feels like I owe Y/n if we put it at that,” Seungmin said vaguely. 

“It’s actually you two owe each other for the sake of diplomacy,” Jisung answered. 

“You sound smart,” Seungmin said rolling his eyes as Jisung scoffed in disagreement. “Anyway, you are dismissed, say my regards to Hyunjin,” 

“Very well your Highness,” Jisung smiled as he stood up from his seat and executed a bow before leaving his office. After a few minutes, you saw Jisung walk past the hallway as you were seeing Seungmin to visit him. You as well received a report about the Noctiferian soldiers who deployed the other day to accommodate the inefficiency of Empyrean defenders. The war between Seraphinian terrorists and the Empyrean Kingdom has extended to the southwest border. Casualties expanded, lives were taken, and the scarcity of basic needsーit was getting worse by every minute. Victims of war have already fled to the South. 

You knocked at his door twice before you could hear a faint voice coming from inside. The door opened gently as you enter with grace. Seungmin seemed frustrated the moment you came in, probably because of the war going on or the thought that Jisung left. 

“Good morning, Your Highness,” You greeted. 

“Good morning, Y/n,” He greeted back. “Now what did I tell you about the formalities?” 

“I apologize,” You giggled. “But I’m here for the report,” 

“Jisung already told me,” Seungmin said. “Have a seat,” 

Nodding at him, you took the seat Jisung used earlier and examined his office as well as his condition. Worry is painted in his eyes and the troubled expression he carries made you wonder. 

“You seemed distressed,” You said as Seungmin ran his fingers through his hair. 

“You can tell?” He smirked. “I’m fine.” 

“Doesn’t seem to me,” You answered. “Are you okay?” 

“Yes,” Seungmin said firmly. 

“Alright,” You smiled. “Anyway, I was about to give you information about the situation at the Southwest border but I think Jisung beat me into it. Do you need some time alone? I happened to drop by quickly because I’m still preparing for the gathering in three days,” You continued as Seungmin looked at you. 

“You can ditch it today, enjoy yourself at least,” Seungmin said which made you tilt your head. 

“For someone who stands firm in his duty is giving me free time?” You smirked. 

“I don’t want to think about that right now,” He said. “Forget about it for a while,” 

“Seungmin, you need some time outside rather than staying in your office ever since yesterday and thinking about the casualties. I know it’s your duty but you’re leaving in three days, so you won’t be able to take a break starting from that,” You said as he sighs. 

“Why do you care so much?” Seungmin asked which made you stop in your tracks. But he does have a point. Why do you care so much to make this marriage valid? 

“I don’t know,” You answered. “Maybe I just care about you? I mean, you’re not home every day. You’re always thinking about business and politics and I feel so lonely in the study. You know why I’m here, I know why we’re doing this but I just can’t help it. You’re my husband, even if this is a loveless marriage, I’m loyal, and I don’t care about the divorce you were talking about the night after our wedding, just let me do my part. You just told me to ditch this topic so why can’t you? Go out with me.” If you ever did have feelings for Seungmin, it would be assumed that you were confessing your love for him. It will be weird and at the same time, you are trying to avoid the fact of falling for him. 

“Do you like me that much?” He asked as you scoffed in response. 

“How dare you say that?” You said rolling your eyes. “I just care okay? Do I need to fall for you just to care?” You defended. But fuck, I already did and I don’t know why or maybe I was just lovesick?

“Whatever Y/n,” He said shaking his head, and grabbed the scattered papers on his desk.  

“Is that a no?” You asked. 

“Yes, and you may leave,” He retorted as he sat on his chair, pretending to read the papers in his hand. 

“Fine,” You sighed in defeat. “But just tell the maids if you want my presence or whatever the fuck you want me,” You added rolling your eyes. 

“Words,” Seungmin warned. 

“Attitude,” You backfired and left his office making Seungmin smile to himself while shaking his head. 

The next day, you found yourself playing the harp in the middle of the hall. Seungmin is still hanging around his office while holding a meeting and you were out of the frame. But if you were being honest, you don’t want to mess up the small gathering even if you wanted to play a very important role in resolving this conflict. You already sent Jisung in to raise your concerns and suggestions, afraid of being disregarded. The parliament doesn’t usually listen but you were thankful that Jisung is always ready to take part in it. 

The sounds of the instrument traveled through the halls of the Chateau but remained inaudible in your husband’s office. But it was faint and gentle. The maids and other workers stopped by to listen. You were bored in this big household anyway and Seungmin doesn’t want to give any of his time to you even if you already said your purpose. Unsure about the conversation you had yesterday, it was true that you were lovesick and he’s leaving in two days. It would make you feel more lonely. You admit you’re not used to his presence for the past two days but it made the Chateau a little bit lively and made your heart pound for a bit. 

A sigh escaped your lips as you stopped playing and headed toward the garden. Seeing the flowers and the fountain in the middle made you feel relaxed other than thinking of your busy husband. You admit you were disappointed that he didn’t go out with you yesterday but you had to understand his situation. Seungmin has a priority and you are just hoping he won’t ruin your night at the gathering tomorrow. 

You sat on the flat surface surrounding the fountain as you indulge in the fresh breeze of the wind, admiring the view of the garden. It was wide enough for your brain to relax but the thought of Seungmin is locked inside. It’s not like he did something to make you fall for him, maybe caring about him too much has carried the feelings. You are not wrong basically or probably it’s because of his looks and how he portrays his expression and attitude to the point that you don’t even understand what you were thinking. 

Seungmin dismissed his company and asked the maids where have you gone. He just missed your musical performance. It was a hectic afternoon anyway and he needed the time to breathe. He had to fix his looks before taking a stroll to the wide garden and looking for you. Seungmin knew he have to be formal with the meeting, a white blazer, white polo inside, black pants, and belt around his waist, his bangs parted, and he looked dashing. But you didn’t see it after he was out looking for you. 

“Why is my wife alone?” You heard his voice. 

“Haha, funny,” You said rolling your eyes and turning around to face him. Dashing as always that it made your jaw drop. You didn’t want to be noticeable but that’s how Seungmin’s visuals affect you, other than his other qualities. He is smart you admit, yet the attitude is kind of snob and cold just like how he had treated you in his office yesterday. 

“What?” He asked, raising a brow. 

“Nothing,” You retorted. “You don’t have to be so formal in this household,” 

“I had a meeting with the parliament, Y/n,” He said as you shrugged your shoulders. 

“Why are you out here?” You asked. 

“To know if you were here, I asked the maids where you’ve been,” He said, taking a few steps and sitting beside you. “You should be inside the meeting instead of Jisung, your ideas would’ve been elaborated properly,” 

“I don’t like those gatherings and I already told Jisung what to do,” You defended. “How did you like them?” You asked, looking at him. Damn it, why is he so overwhelming? 

“Well since it’s about resolving the conflict, you suggested bilateral agreements and military support. I agree with the military support Y/n, but are you sure about the bilateral agreements? These are rebelsー” 

“Seungmin, you can always talk to the Seraphina Empire about that,” You said. “The rebels came from that kingdom and I’m sure they’re playing their part too, but for the sake of peace, you need diplomats to talk to them and make negotiations right?” Seungmin suddenly smiled as you gave him a puzzled look. “What?” 

“I told you, you should have gone inside instead of Jisung. I get your point, I’ll send diplomats tomorrow morning to Seraphina,” 

“You didn’t think of that earlier did you?” You smirked at him as Seungmin laughed. 

“I did. I’m not stupid,” He said. 

“I didn’t say you are,” You retorted. 

“Of course, you didn’t,” He answered. “Do you want to go somewhere? I don’t have schedules for the rest of the day so I thought we could spend some time together?” 

You looked at him once again smiling at the statement, “I thought you will never ask,” 

Seungmin smiled at you in return, “I gave it a thought of what you have said to me yesー” But before he could say something, you pulled right out of the garden and dragged him out of the Chateau. 

“I have something to show you,” You said. “It’s not much but it’s beautiful as if you are inside a book. It’s so calm in there,” Seungmin stayed quiet but he is amused by how adventurous this was even if it was just inside the kingdom. It was a bit far from the town and you, holding his hand felt so special. He admits it was the very first time you agreed on something, the time where he gets to spend with you that it’s not about politics and marriage. It felt easier to breathe this time and maybe all you need is to get close to disregard the tension caused by this arrangement. 

Walking with you away from the crowd and headed towards the hills had him thinking. Seungmin knows every place around the kingdom but never the secluded ones. He may have missed the beauty of what’s beyond the mountains. You stopped walking when you reached the grass field with small purple and yellow flowers growing in wide spaces. Tall trees cascaded to the slope. The view of the mountains is visible from afar and he could identify the north and eastern borders. It was beautiful scenery and the sun setting adds to its beauty. Seungmin was fascinated. 

“How did you find a place like this?” He asked. “I thought you like to stay inside the Chateau,” 

“Just because I don’t go out that much I have a limited knowledge of these kinds of places,” You retorted. “Besides, I found it even before our wedding, I just didn’t get the time to come back,” 

“It’s beautiful,” He smiled. 

“You haven’t been here before?” You asked, looking at him not realizing you were still holding his hand. 

“Maybe I did, I just don’t remember,” He said. “And now that you showed it to me, I guess I have a reason to come back here often,” 

“I’ll take that as a thank you,” You scoffed. “You’re welcome by the way. Do you want to take a walk?” 

“Yes, but please let go of my hand now,” Seungmin smirked as you panicked, quickly shoving his hand back to him and leaving to a blushing mess. 

“I’m sorry!” You said, turning away because of the embarrassment but Seungmin just giggled in return. How on earth did this cold and snob prince become warm? He wasn’t the prince you were talking to about the divorce. Maybe he’s slowly opening up to become friends? He doesn’t have the choice to be mean to you because of this marriage but that doesn’t mean he’s forced when he likes you. And as what has been mentioned, it is easier to breathe now. 

“It’s okay,” He said as he sat down on the grass. “Sit with me Y/n,” 

You took a deep breath before facing him again and smiled, taking the space beside him. It was warm and bright, the fresh breeze of the wind came gushing around as they played with your hair and swayed with the light materials of your clothes. Both of you sat in silence and admire the beauty of nature. Seungmin must’ve fallen into his deep thoughts while you wonder about him. You shouldn’t think about him too much but his presence and connection with you have pushed it in. 

“You’re leaving the day after tomorrow,” You said without looking at him. 

“What, are you going to miss me?” He smirked as you snorted in response. 

“Of course not,” You defended. “Well, maybe? I don’t know,” Seungmin just smiled and didn’t say anything after that. “I don’t want to decide selfishly but yes, I’ll probably miss you. I mean, we don’t see each other that much around the Kingdom because you are always busy, how much more if you are not here,” 

“Are you confessing to me?” Seungmin asked as you smacked his arm lightly. 

“Don’t be ridiculous!” But the prince just laughed as you jolted away, leaving the field. 

“Cute,” He smiled and stayed there for a while thinking about his fate. You took a stroll down, leaving him but the thought of what you just said to him made an impact. It was stupid, no, maybe it was or maybe not, what the actual fuckー. Shaking your head, you just went back to where he was and sat in silence, letting him have his moment. You know Seungmin has already a lot on his plate, you don’t want to mess him up more. 

“I thought you left?” He asked. 

“It was an impulsive reaction,” You answered. “Just don’t mind me here, I know you need some time to breathe,” 

“Thanks,” He smiled. “Thank you for caring,” You didn’t know what to say after that but it made your heart warm. 

The night of the gathering arrived, and only the elites and royals were invited for the send-off. Seungmin was already there, waiting for his wife to arrive. They were enjoying the buffet and champagne, the music was played by an orchestra and the place has an elegant decorations for the occasion. You decided to wear a beige ball puffy gown that shows your bare shoulders, the hems of the silk cloth fall gently on the floor as the person enveloped with it carries grace. It had flowers and spiral patterns designed on it and gems that glow when it captures the light from the chandelier. Everyone was left in awe and mesmerized the moment you arrived at the entrance. 

Seungmin's jaw dropped. 

He never felt this way during the wedding and never appreciated anything from you except that your efforts of marrying him are relevant to the purpose of why. The Queen had to push his son to approach you after being stunned and wasn’t able to function for a minute. You have welcomed with warm greetings as a waiter offered a glass of champagne. 

“Y/n, my dear, good evening!” The Queen greeted you as you bowed at her. 

“Good evening Your Highness,” You smiled and looked at Seungmin who was behind her. 

“Beautiful as always, my Dear,” Seungmin said, taking your hand before kissing it. It was new to both of you, but it was heart-fluttering and painted blush on your cheeks. You wanted to drink every glass of champagne to lower the panic. He’s been giving mixed signals or maybe it is part of the act of pretending to be in love. 

“Dashing as always, Your Highness,” You greeted back. 

“Let me steal your wife for a while, I missed their presence in the palace,” The Queen said hooking her arm around yours as she take you away. Seungmin was hesitating but his mother and you already emerged through the crowd. The King is even busier with his allies at the moment and the Prince is left with no one but Jisung, his assistant who also became your close friend. 

“Stop staring at Y/n, they’re going to melt in no time,” Jisung scoffed as he took a sip of his glass of champagne. 

“I am not staring,” Seungmin defended.

“Liar,” Jisung retorted as Seungmin glared at him. 

“Words,” The Prince said as the latter raised his hands in surrender. But it was a fact, he is indeed staring at you. Any Prince will stare at you at how you showed up this evening. Seungmin already acknowledged your beauty but never paid attention to the details until now. You are beautiful. 

“Attitude,” Jisung said rolling his eyes. 

“What’s with my attitude?” Seungmin scoffed as Jisung sighed in response. 

“An asshole,”

“Get out of my sight, stupid,” Seungmin said as Jisung just shrugged his shoulders. 

“I bet my position that you are falling in love, but if not, you can fire me,” 

“You need to convince me first,” Seungmin deadpanned as Jisung shake his head. 

“Whatever, Your Highness,” This was his cue to leave and Seungmin stood there with a glass of champagne in one hand. 

You were distracted with his mother and didn’t realize how many glasses of that strong drink you had taken. Maybe five or six? You are willing to have another one or more for sure even if you are already starting to get dizzy at the moment. The conversation is all about Seungmin and how she is going to miss him when he leaves tomorrow, not knowing when he will be back. You wanted to say that you would feel the same with his absence but you hesitated. Even learned that he is having a hard time expressing himself so you had to deal with it for a while. Maybe everyone assumed that this is a love-driven affinity but you two are still trying to build something. Maybe friendship first? 

You stood there with the seventh empty glass of champagne and placed it gently on the tray to the waiter who walk passed. “Seungmin is a responsible kid, he is smart, kind, and loving,” “Sometimes you can’t read him and he doesn’t know how to express himself,” “Understand him more,” But you are, he knows that you care and now look at him staring at you from across the hall. His black suit shines with the silver epaulettes adorning his broad shoulders and a white sash that adds to the elegance. He stood tall and firm with that gorgeous face of his. You want to blame the champagne for having weird thoughts and dizziness ーyou shouldn’t have drank too much. 

“I’m going to check on my husband first,” The Queen said excusing herself as you smiled in response. 

The busy crowd of royals and elites was filled with conversation about politics and relationships. Even the occurring war in the South and Western borders of Empyrean. It is quite weird to impose a gathering about sending off when his men are struggling to fight for the kingdom’s sovereignty. But of course, that is none of your business to mess up with this party. This is for a cause anyway. 

You stare at him as you slowly walk in his direction. He couldn’t stop looking at you either and he didn’t know why. Maybe because of how you look or was it the glass of champagne he had or was it Jisung’s words that struck him? He must’ve been drunk, no, he wasn’t, it was just you. You didn’t know what came all over you that you suddenly wrapped your arms around his neck as he pulled you closer by the waist in response as your lips met his. It was impulsive but eventually, he kissed you back. A lot has happened, over two months and the past three days, maybe he will miss you. 

Yes, he will. His lips tasted the same as yours. The champagne took all over your mouths as you deepened the kiss. It doesn’t matter who saw it, you didn’t care but Seungmin suddenly pulled away as he grabbed your hand, took you out from the hall, and headed upstairs to the balcony where no one could see you. He closed the curtains and the door before turning back and kissing you again. It felt so exclusive when everyone knew about the affair. You pulled him closer as he hugged you tightly to kiss you properly. His head is tilted to the side, indulging the gentleness of your soft lips while tasting the lingering flavor of champagne. Seungmin bit your lower lip, slowly sucking it. A soft sound escaped your lips as he smirked in between taking your lips as a whole. Of course, it is different from the kiss you shared at the altar and this is on another level. 

“You had too much champagne, my Love,” Seungmin said, giving you a peck on the lips before pulling away. 

“No,” You smiled sheepishly, feeling the dizziness that causes you to lose balance. “I don’t know but—” You paused, almost fainting in Seungmin’s arms but he was quick to catch you. “I think I’m going to miss you,” The prince smiled, pulling you for a hug and burying his face in the crook of your neck. It’s probably because of the champagne. “Can I sleep with you tonight?” 

“Yes,” He said, looking at you before placing a kiss on your forehead. 

It’s probably because of the champagne… 

“You should be careful with your alcohol intake,” You heard him say as he assisted you on his bed, carrying you in bridal style. 

“For your information, Your Highness, champagne has only 12% alcohol—” 

“How many glasses did you have?” He asked, placing you gently on his bed. 

“I forgot,” You answered, feeling drowsy. “The bubbles had me drunk,” But Seungmin couldn’t stop smiling. “You look so cute, I’m going to miss that pretty face of yours,” He just sat beside you as he continued to listen to your babbling. It was cute, he admits. Your hands cupped his cheeks and smiled cheekily as he felt the redness of his face. “I’m starting to feel sleepy,” 

“You should go to sleep,” Seungmin said. “You have to send me off tomorrow morning,” 

“I don’t want to,” You pouted. 

“You’re drunk, Y/n,” Seungmin insisted as you chuckled in response. “Get some sleep,” 

“Give me a kiss first,” You said. He did not hesitate to lean closer and gave you a long kiss, making you play with his hair, but it didn’t last long. 

“Good night,” He said, pulling away and that’s when you fell asleep. Seungmin stayed awake for a while. The thought of leaving you tomorrow will make him miss you even if your bond only lasted for a few days. It is impulsive, everything happened in a rush, did you happen to fall in love already? Or you were just under the influence of that drink? Seungmin doesn’t know. 

He kissed your forehead for the last time before laying on the other side of the bed, anticipating what will happen tomorrow. 

You woke up with a headache the next morning and were curious as to why you are in an unfamiliar bedroom. Maybe you have been here before but a hangover struck you like lightning. Seungmin is nowhere to be found, he probably just left and flashbacks started to flood from last night the moment you sat up. You forgot the sunlight that peeks through the thin curtains that drape the tall windows to the floor. All you could think about was the thing that happened last night. I shouldn’t have several glasses of champagne, I don’t have a high tolerance, fuck!

“Your Highness?” You heard a maid knock as she enters the room. 

“Good morning?” You greeted. 

“Good morning,” She bowed. “The Prince is expecting you in an hour, we need to get you ready,” Then it suddenly sinks in… Seungmin’s leaving this morning. 

“Fuck,” You murmured. 

“Shall we fix you up?” She asked as you stood up. 

“Do what you must,” You said. 

An hour passed, and you rushed outside the room and headed towards the hall where the gathering was being held last night. Carrying your dress, you saw Seungmin talking with the Queen as the King stood beside him. All eyes turned to you as they heard your footsteps tapping the steps of the stairs and a smile formed on the Prince’s lips. He remembered what happened last night and probably it was nothing to you. But the impact it left made him feel weird. 

“You’re awake,” Seungmin beamed. 

“Am I late?” You asked. 

“I was about to leave,” He said taking a few steps and offering his hand to assist you. 

“Did you sleep together?” The Queen asked. 

“Mother, don’t,” Seungmin defended. 

“Just slept?” The King smirked. “My son doesn’t want to leave without saying goodbye,” 

“Father,” Seungmin called as the King shrugged his shoulders. 

“I must go to the carriage first,” The King said as he excused himself and bowed before exiting the hall, followed by the Queen. 

“Excuse my parents,” Seungmin sighed. “Were you in a rush?” 

“I was afraid you’d leave without seeing me,” You smiled. 

“Was this because of last night?” Seungmin chuckled. 

“What?” 

“Nothing,” He smiled. “Will you be okay?” 

“I guess,” You frowned. “But I will wait for your return,” 

“As you should,” He smiled again and kissed your forehead. “I will be back in no time,” 

The sounds of the horses from the carriage whine at the sight of the King and Queen made Seungmin look outside as you stared at the floor. A sign of hurry and immediate time. The King already settled inside as the Queen talked to him about a few reminders and the royal guards on standby on their horses both front and back of the carriage for security. Meanwhile, Seungmin examined the scenery outside as you took a deep breath before earning his attention again. You shouldn’t be feeling this way. But then again, the scenarios from last night have changed the shared feelings among each other. From loveless to a slow burn. You may have fallen first for your impulsiveness and the lack of thinking about your actions first. And yet Seungmin can’t blame you. Even if this was a loveless marriage, you had to agree about Jisung’s opinions about falling in love in between. Eventually. 

Everyone was waiting for the Prince to hop inside the carriage. He smiled at you and bowed. Neither said a word as he left the hall. You followed him to his vehicle and stood a few meters behind the Queen, unknown of how you should feel on his departure. Seungmin smiled one last time and greeted his mother goodbye but you couldn’t just stand there and watch him leave without giving affection. You ran towards him and gave the most endearing hug, a sign that you would miss his presence around the palace and the Chateau. His promise to come back immediately will remain and you promised to wait for him even if it would take months. The war already reached its worse. Murder and arson, invasion of the town in the West and South, it is dangerous. May God protect your people and the King and most especially the Prince. 

“Don’t miss me too much, Y/n,” Seungmin said. 

“I already do,” You smiled bitterly as he let out a small chuckle. 

“I will write to you, I promise,” He said. “And please handle the parliament for me?” 

You could only give him a nod in response before giving a peck on his lips. This is not about a loveless marriage anymore. It may have changed over a few days and you are willing to help him go through this war and wait for him to come back, no matter how long. 

“Keep safe,” You smiled and that was the last time you saw him before he disappeared from your sight. 

And for the first week, you never heard of him and never stayed in the Chateau often as you used to. You learned to ride a horse during his absence and raise to the field alone, studying more about diplomacy and war. The Queen ruled in her husband’s place and has gotten busier by his efforts. Novels and other fairytales were forgotten in your interest but the thoughts of your husband remained when you arrive home. The emptiness of your place is the same as you walk inside their palace. Distraction never helps, archery doesn’t do either, and studying makes it worse. 

You heard from a messenger that Seungmin is doing well in his duty. His intelligent mind is used efficiently on how to stop this chaos, unarmed or with the presence of weapons. He took your advice diligently and sent diplomats to Seraphina to further discuss the matter. The second week has been the same, no letter arrived that conceived your sadness. You miss him. You think of him. The bond that you created just then is enough to feel this way but you don’t know about Seungmin. Does he ever feel the same? Or has he forgotten everything about you? 

It’s every afternoon you visit the field with your horse to think about him, despite the responsibilities he left to you alongside Jisung. The latter seems to be more annoying than usual. But the comfort of his words that are devoted to the love of His Royal Highness to you gives you hope. You wanted to hear more than an expected letter to arrive. Yet you still miss him, dearly. Especially when he sent some poppies to your Chateau’s garden as a symbol of remembrance and hope. How could you not fall for such a man? His letter arrived three weeks later and it painted a smile on your face. It made you feel alive for once in the past few weeks, and time flies fast ever since he left for war. A month and a week and counting. 

You sat on the flat surface of the fountain in the middle of the garden as you opened the very first letter he sent. Hyunjin arrived just this afternoon, fresh from the five-hour horse ride from the Western border of Empyrean. The man was exhausted as he rested in your chamber and the maids left you alone. Jisung was nowhere to be found since this morning but you are thankful not to listen to his babbling and gossip from town. But it doesn’t matter for now. 

My beloved Princess,

It’s been a while since I left home and I miss you dearly. I think about you every day and never miss taking at least an hour to think about what to write. I apologize for taking my time to compose myself and send you a message of my love. A lot has happened in the borders of war but I guarantee my safe return home. 

How are the poppies that I have sent? I am sure they bloomed beautifully just like you. The garden probably looks more pleasing with you around. And I cannot wait to see them grow and take care of them with you. 

The sunset is lovely today but it will be much better to see it in the field that you showed me the last time and I wish to not worry you as I am doing fine. The Seraphinian rebels have made huge casualties in the Empyrean borders and my men and I are doing our best to protect our home. The war has taken many lives of our people including our man and has abused the sovereignty of our state. It might take a while before I can go home and hug you. I hope you are doing much better than me, my Love and I cannot wait to see you. 

Please wait for me. 

Sincerely yours, Prince Seungmin

Tears left your eyes upon closing the stationary on your hands. The envelope smells like him and it made you miss him even more and how much more on his side when you are the only one he could think of. Your husband made efforts and fought with his men and his father. He thought that you will be furious when you finds out he brought bruises and cuts to his beautiful face as well as the injuries for being brave. But he knows you are proud. And you always are. 

The second letter arrived after almost a month and your hair got longer, got busier and wiser. But the habit of coming to the field every afternoon still remains as well as the war. You worry about Seungmin every day and you wish him to come home. The letters he sent are the only ones who kept your faith stronger than ever. This loveless marriage has already climbed to a love-driven affinity and you wanted to feel more about it once the war is over. Hyunjin has been your messenger and he is always delighted to bring good news that the terrorists from Seraphina are slowly raising the white flag. The Prince might come home soon. 

The third letter came two weeks after the second one. You thought he is finally coming home but an ambush happened when they finally invaded the camping site of the terrorists on the Seraphinian border. It will hold him there for a little while. Jisung must’ve sensed your disappointment that he stopped sending a few reports for you to settle with the parliament for a few days. Instead, you went back to reading the novels of your interest in the library but Seungmin keeps messing with your head. You tossed the book on your desk and went out to the stables to fetch your horse. A little afternoon stroll would help you calm down. 

It has been days since you read the letter that brought your disappointment and you miss your husband dearly. Nothing beats this feeling of worry when he decided to stay back for another while. And to count the time he’s not around, it has already reached months. The full moon has passed, some of the flowers in the garden have wilted, the sunset that you witness in the field has changed, and the skies suddenly turned gloomy than those days that you are with him. The two months of pre-marriage weren’t enough and even the few weeks after that, the few days before he left and the night when you got drunk and kissed him for the sake of your impulsive feelings. 

You sat on the grass as your horse stood a few meters away to feed himself. It made you fall into your deep thoughts and how you miss him so much. The cold breeze of the afternoon had added to the solemn feeling that you felt at the moment. And just like every other afternoon you had spent in the field, Seungmin’s presence never came. You stared at the horizon and admired the mountains as the sun started to set slowly but it is still bright to go back to the Chateau and drown yourself in the study again. Never in a day do you miss him. 

A sigh escaped your lips as you straighten the lower part of your sage green gown on the cool grass to sit properly as your hair swayed with the moderate gushing of wind. The flowers that grew around bowed and some of the petals flew south. It was beautiful that you wish that Seungmin could see this. The view had stopped you from reading between the pages of a thick book that tells a story about a widowed queen who lost her husband in a war. You didn’t want that to happen to you too. The angsty vibe it gave made you sullen and hopeless. You know Seungmin will come home any day now and you hope that the war will end at dawn. Patience and prayers are all you have now. It was his promise. The Queen has been as restless as you but she encourages you to be strong. It happened once before you came to be his son’s wife and she is firm that her husband and the Prince will come home safe and sound. 

You closed the book and placed it gently on the side as your eyes focused on the view again. It didn’t matter how beautiful it was and all you did is lay on the grass in boredom. You looked at the blue sky as the clouds passed by in a rush. It is probably because of the wind. You grew tired of blaming other things for what is happening in everything and wish to the heavens for your husband to come home. Tired of studying, tired of reading, tired of archery and fencing, tired of expecting his presence, tired of showing fake smiles, tired of being alone, one more bit of this will make you go crazy and stuff. 

I will be home soon. 

That’s what he said in the last letter you got from Hyunjin. 

“Fuck, when will the war ends?” You asked the heavens. 

“It just did,” You flinched at the familiar voice coming from behind that made you sit up immediately and look. “Empyrean and Noctifer won the war Sweetheart, I’m home,” 

“Seungmin!” You cried as you stood up and dragged your gown, running towards him. His hair grew longer and his wounds are already healed but it didn’t downgrade his beauty. He was wearing his white satin polo and black pants with his belt that carries his sword. Seungmin is breathtaking as always. Your arms wrapped around his neck as he pulled you by the waist to press on his body. His scent is built with fresh flowers and cinnamon. Tears formed in your eyes as they cascaded to your cheeks, the same with Seungmin who missed you so much. His lips captured yours to show how eager he is to be with you again and he couldn’t wait to spend his days with you. The war finally ended. He’s home now and you are happy. “I was worried that it will take you a while to go home,” You cried, pulling away. 

“I had dealt with Seraphina to execute the terrorists, we took over the ambush and captured themー” But Seungmin didn’t get to finish his sentence when you kissed him again. Your lips molded together as he deepened the kiss, desperate for more until you were out of breath. “Fuck, I missed you so much,” 

“Me too,” You answered in between your sobs. Seungmin’s hands reached your cheeks and wiped your tears away, with his forehead connected with yours. “Don’t leave me again,” 

“No, no, I won’t,” He said, kissing your forehead before holding your hands as he intertwined your fingers together. “I’m here now,” 

“How did you know I was here?” You asked. 

“Jisung told me but I always knew you come here,” He smirked. “You always think of me don’t you?” He asked, fixing your hair. 

“I always do. Every day, every morning until I sleep,” You confessed. “I don’t know, I think I have fallen in love with you, even before the night we kissed, Iー” He didn’t let you finish that now and captured your lips again, desperate, again, after the longingness he felt when he was at war. 

“I love you,” He said in between the kiss. 

“I love you too,” You smiled as he gave you a peck on the lips before pulling away and coming for an embrace, caressing your hair. 

“I can’t wait to spend my time with you, Y/n,” Hugging him felt so comforting as you close your eyes, hugging him tightly not wanting to let him go again. Seungmin felt the same. Maybe it is time to make another start where two people fall in love. The end of the war has sent them to their homes and find comfort. Desperate and excited to spend the rest of their lives together is something to look forward to. The Princess has fallen first, but the Prince has fallen more deeply. 

Seungmin placed a poppy in your hair before giving you another peck on the lips and smiled. “You’re so beautiful,” He said. 

“You’re beautiful too, so breathtaking,” You answered. 

“You’re only mine, right?” Seungmin asked before hugging you again. You wrapped your arms around his neck and smiled. 

“I’m yours,” You said and kissed him again. 

Maybe it was because of a drunken kiss that happened the night before left or the way he loves your attitude toward him. There are a lot of reasons to fall in love. Some may happen impulsively but they take time to form into something serious just like how your situation is with Seungmin. But sometimes there are unknown reasons. Maybe you two belong there. It may be confusing, but one thing’s for sure with Seungmin; the Empyrean prince cascades. 

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i quite literally screamed when i saw ur 150 post. i’d say i wanna be the james to ur betty but betty is too good for the world, let alone any guy 😞

ANYWAY, congrats on 150 🤍 you deserve that and so much more 🪽 SAD PROSE 🖋️ touya tdrk + “with my calamitous love and insurmountable grief”

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ahhh sorry it took this long! this was a challenge! i really hope you like this. I guess, be the betty to my betty? anyway, love u mady!

✒️"SAD PROSE" - send a character + your favorite folklore lyric, and I'll write a short blurb

"MY CALAMITOUS LOVE AND INSURMOUNTABLE GRIEF" - TOUYA TODOROKI x reader

Touya and you were childhood friends. You had known him since you were a toddler, because you were neighbours.

The first time you met Touya, was when you were around three years old. Your had just moved in to the neighbourhood, so your mother decided that you should greet and introduce yourselves to the family next door.

You didn't remember that moment with a lot of detail, but you recalled your mother knocking on the door, a beautiful white haired woman opening, and a little Touya peeking from behind.

From that moment on, Touya became part of your life, and you his. You practically ate, slept and breathed together. It was so common for you to be at his house, that you weren't even amazed anymore by the fact that his father was one of the biggest heroes.

To you, he was just the man who usually made your best friend cry.

Touya was homeschooled, so he always asked you what it was like to study with other people. His reality was very different to yours; he was taught by private tutors, and as he grew up, most of his free time was spent on quirk trainning with his father.

Still, you did everything that was possible so you could see him everyday. Of course, you started to spend time with his sibblings as well. Fuyumi was just a few months younger than you, whereas Natsuo and Shoto were still very little.

As the years passed, you started to comprehend better a lot of things, you started to see things that you hadn't seen before.

You saw how Touya's father had a lot of expectations on him, you saw how your best friend was getting injured because of this, you saw the way Rei was as preoccupied as you were, and you understood how impotent you were in this situation.

The only thing you could do for Touya, was hold him while he cried, help him clean his wounds, and hear him vent about his father.

Throughout the decade you had known Touya, you had seen him change. He seemed to have lost his happineess, and replaced it with a motivation to please his father's wishes.

But you always remained as his constant.

Since you met, Touya told you that he would keep you by his side forever, that when you grew up, you'd be together for the rest of your lives.

But destiny played its cards, and on a windy day in winter something happened...

"Y/N, today is the day! I'm going to show my father how a great hero I can become!" Touya said, seemingly excited.

"Are you sure Tou? I'm sure you'll be a great hero, but I'm still worried about you..." You said to your best friend. Touya scoffed and rolled his eyes.

"You sound like my mother, Y/N. I have told you not to worry, I'm stronger than my father, he has to see that!"

"I really hope he does. Just be careful, Tou!" You knew better than to push Touya. He needed to feel supported, so you gave him that.

"Yeah, whatever..." Touya shrugged, and you both stayed silent for a few seconds, before he spoke again.

"You know, Y/N? I want you to be by my side forever. I'll marry you when we're older."

"Huh!? Don't talk nonesense Tou, you're too young to decide that!" You felt your cheecks burn.

"That's why I said when we're older. I'll be the greatest hero, and I'll have the greatest best friend as my partner" Touya gave you a small smirk, so you shoved his shoulder.

"Shut up, idiot!" You said, but couldn't help the smile you had.

You both started laughing and shoving each other. In that moment, your heart burnt with intensity, but the incident that happened later that evening made it burst into a thousand ashes.

That was the last time you had seen Touya; he had made you a promise he wasn't able to fulfill. Your forever dissapeared hand in hand with him.

The years that followed didn't make it any easier, you kept telling yourself "It takes time", but deep down you knew that it was only making you ache more and more.

So, when you watched the news and saw your childhood best friend confessing to be part of the League of Villains, you entered a state of shock. You felt a mix of happiness, nostalgia, hope and depression.

You weren't sure whether he remembered you, if you could contact him or if you should just let everything stay buried. But a few days after the transmission, you found a letter in your doorstep.

It was inside of an envelope, that had "Touya" written in it. You sat down on your couch and opened it, with a hole in your stomach.

"Dear Y/N, It's been a long time, so I'm not sure if you will read this. I haven't had classes in a long of time, so don't get petty with my spelling, okay dumbass? I'm sure you're confused with all the mediatic stunts I pulled, and you may have a lot of questions, so I'll try to answer some of them. That day, after we talked, I went to the place where I had asked my father to meet me. He never showed up. I can't remember much after that; I was surrounded by fire and the next thing I knew, was that I woke up in a hospital three years after. The next years, I worked on developing my quirk. I couldn't go back home, and I couldn't go back to you. I may sound like a stalker, but I've been keeping an eye on you though. Just checking from time to time that you were okay... You know? I sometimes wonder if you would feel dissapointed for the way I turned out. I hope that deep inside you, you understand that this was my only way to get my revenge at the old bastard. You're collateral damage. I'm sorry I didn't keep my promise, our field of dreams ended up engulfed in fire. Anyway, you may have been right back then. We were just kids, what we thought was for all time, was momentary. I don't have much more to say. This might be the last goodbye, please use this as closure Y/N, and don't try to contact me. I loved you, you were the loss of my life. - Touya "

With your watery eyes, you were forced to let go of Touya for the second time. Your heart filled with an emotion that you could only describe as calamitous love and insurmountable grief.

a/n: so... I know this was supposed to be only inspired by folklore, but i had to add a little ttpd for the suffering! btw this is not proof read, again! so sorry if there are any mistakes

[chasingpj]

Hi! Congrats on the 1k! Your deserve it! Can I ask for a blurb ✒️of prompt 12 with Nico w/ a reader bff child of Hermes? Please!

𝐒𝐭𝐚𝐲

“Can you remember how you died?”

pairing: nico di angelo x plantonic! reader

warnings: death, literally nico is traumatized enough he doesn't deserve this

category: angst, blurb

Nico felt like he was choking. His despair settled amongst his adam’s apple, heavy like a stone he couldn’t swallow down. 

Panicked, you take everything in, unsure how you even arrived in Charon’s rowboat. Part of you knew what this meant but you didn’t want to believe it. How could it be? With squinted eyes, you stare at the floor of the boat. 

How did I even get here? 

There’s a giant block in your memory, a giant firewall hiding the details of events. You were just on a quest, trudging through the forest of the Appalachian Mountains with your friends and then, you weren’t. 

Nico overlooks the Rive Styx’s by the shore, patiently waiting for your boat’s arrival. You haven’t noticed him yet and he was glad. Still, he was preparing for what he was going to tell you and to witness your reaction to it all. There’s a clench somewhere in his chest as he takes in the plentiful emotions rippling across your features. First, it was confusion, then frustration, and slowly, amidst the sadness, there was horror. 

Right as he looked away, unable to take in the sight any longer, you finally noticed his prescense. The sight of your closest friend, never did it fill you with dread as it did at the moment. Your approach wasn’t playful, there was no urge to tease the boy, pinch his cheeks as you usually would. 

This time there’s only sorrow. His being only reminded you of who he is, what he represents. The very thing you never thought twice about or judged him for, is what you’re faced with. 

You stared, waiting for him to look. Even as Charon docks his boat, Nico hesitates to come face to face with you.

“Nico, I-” Something flashes in his eyes and it clots up your throat. Despite the loss of words, your feet take you to him. You were eager for an answer, clinging to some hope the situation isn’t what it seems. 

Grasping on his forearms, your fingers stamp themselves into his skin. Your wide eyes, the hiccup in your breathing, he raises his forearms, grasping yours from underneath. He grips tightly to keep you stable on your feet and thanks his parentage he could still touch you like this. 

“Can you remember how you died?” Nico asks, voice breaking through the sureness of his initial delivery. 

“Is it really true? I’m dead?” 

Nico nods, the action shaking up the tears that settled stubbornly on his lower lid. The drops run down fast, the two of you standing there with matching damp cheeks, and the reality clicks in your brains at once. 

“Stay with me?” Nico nods before you could finish your request. “Stay with me until they send me somewhere, please. I don’t want to go alone.” 

Nico couldn’t imagine denying your request. He nods, almost frantic, through your desperate pleas. 

He was going to stay. You didn’t doubt it and yet, it only brought so little comfort. 

The boy slips out of your grasp and raises his arm to the side, a silent request to hook your arm with his. You do and he leads you with short, slow steps, uneager to arrive at your inevitable destination. 

[whorediaries-09]

music got you lost;

hello my darlings <3 !

i have been m.i.a for the last few weeks but i'm trying to get back by hosting this fall and my birthday event! 🍂

this even starts on 15.09.24 and ends on 23.09.24

i will be listing down a few links for prompts to inspire you.

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[agentmarvel]

the absolutely wonderful @trashmouth-richie has been kind enough to allow me to borrow this idea to help me wake up the worms and clean out the writer's block brain rubble!

🔞 mdni - 18+; minors and ageless blogs will be blocked 🔞

step 1 - choose a theme:

smut ❤️‍🔥

fluff 🩷

angst 💔

dark 🖤

step 2 - choose a character:

John Price 💰

Simon "Ghost" Riley 👻

Johnny "Soap" MacTavish 🧼

Kyle "Gaz" Garrick 🧢

König 👑

Keegan Russ 💀

Valeria Garza 🎱

Kate Laswell 🔦

Alejandro Vargas 🐎

Rodolfo "Rudy" Parra 🤠

Alex Keller 🪒

Farah Karim ⛓️‍💥

Nikto 🔪

step 3 - choose 2-3 words, phrases, or images to base the story around ✒️📚 (i.e.: broken glass, "come home", candlelight, etc.)

step 4 - drop your combos in my inbox for a blurb! 💌

[melodygatesauthor]

This is a collection of all asks, blurbs and headcanons from my 2k follower celebration!

Legend

Blurbs/Headcanons -📝 Games -🎮 Misc. Asks -❓NSFW -❤️‍🔥

WIP -✒️ - Reader is f! unless otherwise indicated

Moon Boys and Aftercare - ❤️‍🔥📝

Yandere Miguel Headcanons - ❤️‍🔥📝

Marc Spector Non/Dub-con Headcanons - ❤️‍🔥📝

Favorite Details to Write - ❓

Favorite Oscar Moments - ❓

Moon Boys & Miguel When You're Sick HC - 📝

Moon Boys w/ Male Reader Headcanons - 📝❤️‍🔥

Miguel O'hara and Jake Lockley Threesome - 📝❤️‍🔥

Novel Writing Process - ❓

Would You Rather Kissing Steven or Sex w/ Jake - 🎮

Would You Rather Mafia Jake or Reg Jake - 🎮

Misc Questions - ❓

Pics of Oscar Looking Like Jake - ❓

Would You Rather Steven or Jake - 🎮❤️‍🔥

Top 3 Fave Jake Fics I've Written - ❓

Dbf!Marc Blurb - 📝❤️‍🔥

Miguel O'hara Headcanons - 📝

Secret Spy FO Poe Blurb - 📝❤️‍🔥

ABD Moon Boys Headcanons - 📝✒️

FO Poe Headcanons - 📝❤️‍🔥

Top 3 Fave Movies + MK Favorite Movies - 📝❓

Would You Rather - dbf!Marc or dbf!Jake? - 🎮

Would You Rather - Anselm or Richard - 🎮

Regular Santi HC + Would You Rather + Top 3 Romantic Comedies - 📝🎮❓

Miguel O'hara X Steven Grant Headcanons - 📝❤️‍🔥

Would You Rather - Mafia Jake or DBF Jake - 🎮

Santi w/ Reader Who Wants to Wait - 📝❤️‍🔥

Marc w/ Curly Hair Reader - 📝

Steven with a Yandere Reader - 📝❤️‍🔥

TFM Part 4 WIP Line - ✒️

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Mafia Jake Blurb - 📝❤️‍🔥

Professor Levy or Professor Grant? - ❓

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[bobfloydsbabe]

✒️🥰

My beloved Fe, for you I wrote a sentence from the blurb you requested for blurb night. Jake and Jas, but he's the one playing doctor. Kind of. Not like that, though. Enjoy!

this might sting a little

“I can do it myself,” she argues, reaching for the wipe, but he pulls it away before she can grab it. “Jake!”

send a ✒️ and i'll write a sentence for a WIP

[ell0ra-br3kk3r]

1.3k followers

thank you guys so so much! love you all to pieces! so here's a little something for us all to have a bit of fun :)

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the fandoms are both harry potter and grishaverse though, so send anything and everything in :) as always, please specify the fandom, gender, and pronoun prefrence otherwise i'll default to she/her !!!

anyone and everyone is able to participate and you can send in more than one event! just one event per ask please

closes : july 12th

navi. masterlist

✒️ - blurb requests! y'all know how this works, send me a prompt along with a character and i'll write you a small blurb (blurbs will be posted on my writing blog (@/ell0ra-br3kk3r-writes))

🖤 - ships! send me your ideal summer themed date and i'll ship you with a character (please specify gender and fandom prefrence)

💭 - mood boards! send me this with a character, ship, or character and activity and i'll make you a mood board

🥀 - send me a few photos of your clothing style/dream clothing style and i'll tell you what fandom you belong in (from the fandoms/books i've read)

🐚 - send me this along with some of your favorite summer activities and i'll make you a mood board (moots only)

🤍 - send me this and i'll make you a mini mood board based of the vibes i get from you and a small playlist (close moots only)

tagging some mutuals:

@draepire @jahayla-parker @alexis-angelsss @regulusb14ck @stars-havefallen @nikfigueiredo @thebestieyoureinlovewith @futurecorps3 @boba707 @wolfstardaughter-jj @basicallyjustmuggleremuslupin @siriusownsmyheart

[starlostseungmin]

do you think seungmin would be the big spoon or the little spoon?

— cuddles with seungmin.

hey guys! i'm back (not really) with a short drabble for seungmin (again, yes, i love him and thank you for this anon who sent this!) i'll be lurking here for a while and i also have another upcoming seungmin fic! you probably know what it is about since i have reblogged a masterlist of a collab. i'm currently working on it despite my hiatus so stay tuned! i hope you're having a great day. enjoy reading! (don't forget to reblog and leave comments) thank you everyone! ♡

to be honest, i could see him as both because sometimes he wants to be babied and cuddled to sleep but on the other hand, he’d be all generous and clingy that he tends to spoon you out of nowhere. but to imagine it in detail, here’s a headcanon for that. 

big spoon. 

seungmin is not clingy, but to think of it, he wants cuddles when he’s in the mood. 

he would wrap his arms around you when your back is facing him and bury his face in the crook of your neck, leaving kisses. it always happens when you two are in the comfort of your bed after an exhausting day. 

if he sees you cooking in the kitchen when he comes home from practice, expect a pair of strong arms around your waist, kissing you on the cheek. it is a way of saying “i’m home.” 

it could be like sitting on the couch as you watch a movie with his arms around you while rubbing circles on your stomach. you’d be sitting between his legs with your back leaning on his chest. 

or when you’re upset over something, he’d come up for a back hug and ask what was wrong while kissing your shoulder, squeezing your arms for comfort. maybe it would happen when he decides to surprise you at work, laughing at your priceless reaction. 

he’d sing you a lullaby or one of his songs while caressing your hair as his other arm wrapped around you when you can’t fall asleep. 

seungmin is not fond of skinship but when he does, it is the most comforting thing in the world. 

small spoon

being the puppy he is, you couldn’t deny he’s adorable and he will ask for cuddles because, of course, he deserves it. 

he would sneak between your arms when he finds you reading on your bed. your agenda is suddenly interrupted by a golden retriever but you don’t mind. instead, you are always willing to cuddle him. 

seungmin would lay his head on your chest as he listens to the calm heartbeat which helps him fall asleep. or when he lays on your lap and reached out for your hand to play with his hair. 

he doesn’t need to say anything when all the cuddles came from you. 

and just like him, you’d walk over to the kitchen when he’s cooking just to wrap your arms around his waist, feeling the broadness of his back and shoulders. you love his body frame. it is like he is perfectly made to be the one you love to cling onto. 

“it’s good,” he’d mumble when he gets comfortable being inside your arms while you run your fingers through his brown sugar hair. 

and he never forgets to say “i love you” whenever he is thankful. 

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[silverstonesainz-archive]

[ c l o s e d ]

from the bottom of my heart, thank you for everything. can't believe 3000 of you have decided to join me in my delusion.

im a lil too busy to rly open up requests, to write blurbs/make ig edits, so i though we could celebrate by playing some games... maybe stir the pot a little haha. so ya below the cut is some stuff u can send in.

thanks a bunch lovers, sending smooches to each and every one of you.

🏷️ dani hits 3k

leave a message ━━ come chat, come play.

♟️ fuck, marry, kill send me some names! (does not have to be f1)

🍨 this or that? give me two things, two names, two of anything & i'll tell u want i prefer

🥠 most likely to... a little spin off on shitpost studies. give me a scenario and ill tell you which driver would most likely to.....

☕️ what's the tea? send me a name, a topic, and i'll tell you what i think | if u need ideas! (1) (2) (3)

🤎 coffee date from brainrotting to getting to know each other, let's just talk!!

love notes ━━ a quick shower of love

@ricc3rodeo ✒️ my first f1 tumblr bestie turned irl best friend. lord only knows what id do without my favorite wench.

@vamossainz55 ✒️ my favorite carlos girlie and my best friend fr. i treasure every convo we've ever had, even beyond the convos about stealing carlos's nose.

@thebearchives ✒️ everyday im happy she slid into my dms to tell me i was shadowbanned. its been downhill from there but i wouldn't have it any other way

@schuvries ✒️ my fellow pinay queen. i live for our daily brainrots, screaming over the audacity of some of these drivers.

@absolutelynotmate ✒️ my wife!! thank god for you & all the hours spent brainrotting all while i ask you why you're still up.

@leclsrc ✒️ my second wife!! i love u & your brain, and i cherish u fr. and i miss u bc we havent talked in a min but ily ily ily!!!!

my lovely besties/lovers/wives and the new mutuals im making now: thank you most. you deserve the biggest shoutout for having to personally listen to my delusions. thank you for the countless hours of brainrotting, of screaming, crying, throwing up, and for general wench behavior. you're all my favorite people ever and so glad this stupid site brought us together. smooches.

[whenanafallsinlove]

HI ANA !!

lmk if your celly is closed and if so just ignore me !!

i had another idea for

✒️"SAD PROSE" - send a character + your favorite folklore lyric, and I'll write a short blurb

hitoshi + “cause you never gave a warning sign (i gave so many signs” from exile 🗣️ in the mood for a lil angsty angst

aahhh i loved writing this so much! i hope you like it elle! <3

✒️"SAD PROSE" - send a character + your favorite folklore lyric, and I'll write a short blurb

"I GAVE SO MANY SIGNS" - HITOSHI SHINSO x reader

You liked Hitoshi, you had liked him for a long time. Ever since you became friends, he always showed care and kindness to you. But you always felt the very thin line in your relationship where your feelings fluctuated between friendship and something else.

Since the beginning of the frienship, you had felt a special connection with him. Neito was your best friend, and he had introduced you to Hitoshi after a few weeks into U.A; but Hitoshi was just different to everything you knew.

It was very easy to talk to him; he wasn't shy or quiet like he seemed to be. Actually, he was the complete opposite; he always told stories about his classmates in general studies, his life before U.A, and he always tried to get a smile or a laugh out of you. You quickly became comfortable with each other, slowly getting more touchy in a playful manner.

You were as close to Shinso as you were with Monoma; but there was an evident difference in the way you acted around each of them; and an even bigger one in the way you felt about them.

Hitoshi slowly became the main reason why you enjoyed school. He was something you looked up to see everyday.

After the sport's festival, you had gathered enough courage to confess to him. Maybe it was the emotion of the moment, but as soon as you blurted out your feelings to Hitoshi, he kissed you. It was slow, but with a lot of emotion. You were sure that now that you knew how his embrace felt, you would not be able to live without it.

Hitoshi had decided a few days later to tell you that he would need to focus on his hero training. That Aizawa would be very strict with him if he wanted to get transfered into the hero course.

Of course, you understood that. It was slightly disappointing to be asked to wait, specially after something so important happened between the two of you. But you knew that it was Shinso's dream, his future, and if waiting for a few weeks would make you part of it, then it was worth it.

Although, days became weeks, weeks became months, and months quickly became a year.

Neito always told you that as much as he liked Hitoshi, you were a fool. Because, it had been a year and Hitoshi had not asked you on a single date, and he would not adress the situation unless you did. Not much had changed between the two of you, and he always used to tell you to just wait for him.

"You just don't look as happy anymore. I'm worried." Neito said everytime Shinso was brought up.

And it was partially true; it was a little emotionally draining to wait for him, but everytime you showed some impatience, he would just shrug it off.

It was safe to say that after a year, your heart was already worn out; specially since he had already managed to make it into the hero course.

His eyes when he asked you for patience, just added insult to your aching heart. So one day, you finally managed to speak with him.

"Toshi, I'm not going to wait for you anymore."

You caught Shinso by surprise, so he wasn't sure what you were reffering to.

"What? What are you talking about pretty?" He asked, and placed his hand on your cheeck, which you shook off.

"Please don't call me that. I'm saying that I am done waiting for you to decide whether or not you want to be with me."

Your tone was firm, but you could feel the tremble in between words. Shinso took a deep breath before speaking.

"I told you I would need you to be patient, you said you were okay with that."

You scoffed, and your vision started to become blurry.

"But it's been a year, Hitoshi! You said it was until you got transfered to the hero course!"

"I don't get where this is coming from. Please calm down."

"Calm down? Hitoshi, this shows that you didn't even hear me out everytime I brought up the subject!"

"So what do you want me to do now, huh? You were my friend, and then you confessed and we kissed. I told you I liked you too, isn't that enough?"

"You should really put all those months of training into practice and at least learn to read my mind!"

"If you were so upset you should have told me! I swear you never gave a warning sign, Y/N!"

"Shinso, I gave so many signs! You just decided not to see them!"

Your eyes finally gave up, and your tears started to flow down your face. You both stood there in silence, knowing that everything had ended.

"Well I guess there is nothing I can do to turn things around." Shinso finally spoke. You didn't know if this made you more sad or upset; you wished that he had at least made an effort to not lose you in the end, but he didn't.

So you just nodded and made your way through the door, not looking back.

a/n: I had no time to proof read this! excuse any mistakes!

[chasingpj]

Hi! Congratulations on the 1k! Your deserve it! Your stories in tumblr and Ao3 are my favorites! Can I ask for a blurb ✒️of prompt 4 with Percy? I hope you don’t mind. No pressure though! Thank you so much! 😊

[𝟑:𝟏𝟐𝐚𝐦]

"We can't take care of a baby."

pairing: percy jackson x reader

warning: abandoned baby

category: slice of life

a/n: thank you so much for your support! i hope you like it!

Soft limbs flail in the fluffy purple blanket, the baby's cries of distress did a fine job at making sure they were heard. Even as you coo at the fussy child in your arms, you cringe at the sharp sound. “Percy!” Your voice echoes along with his cries. Green eyes meet yours in an instant, your boyfriend out of breath from the battle he just won. “You scared him!” 

The son of Poseidon gives you a look that makes your throat bubble in laughter. He literally couldn’t have slayed that monster any quieter. Shaking his head at your teasing he approaches you and the baby.

A helpless baby in a desolate alleyway wasn’t a part of your plans. From the dream you had last night, you only saw the location, not what you were sent there for. No doubt the dream was given to you by someone. Who that someone could be? You didn’t know yet but this child wasn’t any regular one. The harpies clawing at the basket, trying to get ahold of him through the narrow wedge between the dumpster and the brick wall told you enough. 

Percy’s hand rests at the small of your back, peering over your shoulder at the boy. “Who do you think his parents are?” He asks, index finger carefully pulling the blanket away to see his small face. The baby takes a few deep breaths after its startled cries and Percy chuckles softly, “Sorry buddy, didn’t mean to scare you.”

A smile graces your lips. Half because Percy’s just so cute and the other half is from the soft whines leaving the baby as if he was responding.

“Do you think we can keep him?” Looking over your shoulder, you give Percy a pout. You even bring the baby’s cute face next to yours for extra effect.

Your boyfriend raises an eyebrow at you, slightly amused at your attempt to persuade him. “We can’t take care of a baby.” 

He shakes his head but your pout persists. “We can put a crib in your cabin,” you add. 

The suggestion makes his laugh. “You’re gonna put a crib in MY cabin when YOU want to keep him?” 

“Yes, you have more space and less siblings, it’s only right!” 

Percy hums but you know it’s not a hum of consideration. As he walks past you in the direction back to camp, you’re quick to catch up. “Well, who else will take care of him?” You challenge. “Chiron isn’t gonna do it! I can’t even imagine Mr. D having any interest or knowledge.” “I think the nymphs and satyrs will do just fine at raising him,” Percy points out and you pause in your tracks. You forgot about them. Reminded that there were plenty of people who could take care of him just made you sad.

You really wanted to keep him.  Percy smirks at your dramatic hmph and he peers down at the baby one more. “I mean… he is cute…”

[sam-glade]

WIP Intro: The Truth Teller

Genre: dystopian urban fantasy with hard magic system

Format: original fiction, 3-part series

Themes and tropes:

✒️ criminal underworld

✒️ found family of revolutionaries

✒️ overthrowing the government

✒️ authoritarian government

✒️aspec protagonist

✒️morality kitchen sink

✒️ things get much worse before they get any better

Setting: the Sunblessed Realm, about three millennia after Days of Dusk. Current state of the setting is vaguely inspired by the Eastern Bloc in the 1950s and 60s.

Blurb:

Rilna doesn't want any trouble with the authorities. She keeps her head down, doesn't complain about her dead end job at the Department of History, and dutifully attends her monthly visits at a government facility to ensure that her Knack is locked away.

When an accidental discovery puts her on the government's radar and makes her unable to lie, she is forced to make hard choices. Desperate to survive, she seeks out Lady Night, who is rumoured to offer safe haven to the Knacked, while ruling the criminal underworld with an iron fist.

Rilna's only other option is revealing the whole truth about her Knack to the authorities.

Current status: discovery draft done, writing first draft.

Taglist and prologue under the cut.

The Truth Teller tag list (please message me to +/-): @faelanvance @iced-ginger-tea

“You joining in, Yevan?” the new guy asked, jerking his chin towards the dartboard.

Yavron waved him off, deliberately using his left hand, although he doubted that the bulk of the fake locking bracelet was noticeable under the sleeve of his cardigan.

“Wouldn’t be fair,” Benner said in a hushed voice.

“Huh? Why not?” So the new guy wasn’t told yet.

“He’s Knacked.”

“Oh.” He gave Yavron an awkward glance and pointedly focused on the darts in his hand.

Yavron hunched his shoulders and buried his face in the thick pint glass. He didn’t miss the Professor lean on the weathered bar, leaving two tall stools between them. The bartender noticed him and nodded from the taps in the universal sign of ‘be with you shortly’. Yavron turned on his stool to the academic.

He was short and stout, with a perpetually flushed round face and a nest of black hair that surrounded the shining egg of his baldness. If Yavron had to guess, he was approaching two hundred years. He was past his prime and not threatening, physically or otherwise.

He looked around the busy pub absentmindedly and dabbed his forehead with a kerchief.

“How’s the digging going?” Yavron called from his seat.

The Professor turned to him and looked at the nearest stool in a silent question. Yavron nodded, and he clambered onto it with a distinct lack of grace.

“It’s all right. I can’t complain.” Yavron couldn’t imagine a more non-committal answer.

“Found anything interesting?” he asked after a pause — just long enough for the bartender to finish with her last customers and turn to the Professor. He opened his mouth for a reply just as she bellowed:

“What can I get you?”

“A pint of bitter will do just fine, thank you,” the Professor said with a sideways glance at Yavron. Good. He wasn’t going to let the question slip unanswered.

He got his pint, thanked the bartender kindly, and eyed him.

“My name’s Hien. Hien Karevin,” he said, reaching out his hand. The gesture was slow, deliberate, making Yavron wonder if he heard the exchange earlier.

Yavron looked from his genuine expression to the plump hand. His surprise wasn’t entirely faked. He shook the Professor’s hand tentatively.

“I’m Yevan.”

“Have I seen you around?”

Yavron bit his tongue, before pointing out how hard it was to not see someone in a town this small.

“I work at the post office,” he said in a neutral tone.

“Ah, yes.” Hien sipped his ale. “So, do you really want to hear about our project?”

Yavron shrugged.

“Yeah. Not much else is happening around here.”

“I suppose not. We’ve certainly found something, let me tell you that. We’re not sure what it is yet.”

“How come?” What he really wanted to ask was: what was taking them so long? The ruins weren’t exactly buried, and the longer the team of archaeologists faffed around, the longer he was stuck in this back end of nowhere.

“I’ve been at the Department of Archaeology for two centuries now,” he said quieter. All right, so Yavron was out in his estimates by at least fifty years. “I’ve never seen a fortress this well-preserved. See, fortifications weren’t built around the Sunblessed Realm — except for the shore of the Inner Sea and Prassa Mountains — in the last five millennia. Now, this place is built in the style of the old fortifications, but it’s all solid. The walls haven’t eroded, the roof hasn’t collapsed, only the dome’s shattered. Hell, it could have been built after the Revolution, going by the state of it.” He downed a third of his ale and continued: “The walls have a single crack in them. They shouldn’t even be standing, with the glaciers shifting around them.”

“So what you gonna do about it?”

“We’ll find someone who can make heads or tails of it. I’ve got a friend who likes puzzles like this. I’ll send her some pictures, see what she says.”

Yavron nodded and hid his smug grin in his glass.

[famina]

As the fan blurb writer of the ask box, I guess that I can be referred to as the ✒️ Anon (Pen Anon). And as with this title, I give you another blurb, though be warned that this is more serious than the last one.

Laying on the floor and staring at the underside of the desk, Irakus struggled to fall into a dreamless sleep. He winced as another sharp and hot tug pulled at the walls of his belly, demanding the attention he could not give it. The blood that his kind classmate, Y/N, had given him had long since been processed by his system. A high-pitched whine finally made him realize that sleep would not be coming anytime soon, so he left the shaded underbelly of the desks and sat in the moonlights gentle aura. Hands resting on his stomach he fought to keep the tears from falling from his eyes. It hurt, immensely. But there wasn’t anything he could do, lest he hurt and scare an innocent human. He could not do that, he refused to! Though, his resolve waned just a touch when a strong growl shook his stomach. Taking a deep breath, he focused on thinking of what tomorrow would hold. There wasn't much else he could do, unfortunately.

And that's that! Sorrowful and dark, the best way I write. I apologize if this crosses a boundary, I'm not sure what's too much for you. I hope that you enjoy this, though! -✒️ Anon

Aaah ! I love it ! >////< You even respected the fact that he sleeps under desks ! I mean, I don't think anything can be added ! It's a pretty well contained little story ! Thank you Pen Anon (I don't know how to do that emoji. sorry..)

[ram-de]

[read] all of us villains thoughts vomit

I know, I know I haven't finished Good Omens and Evelyn. Um. Um... You know, reading slump. Except it's not a reading slump it's I kinda paused and forgot and now are a bit, idk, feel like it's a bother to continue. I will one day.

BUT FOR NOW...

I didn't read the blurb. Except the first sentence where it mentions Hunger Games and whatever. SO... I HAVE ZERO EXPECTATIONS whatsoever. Whatever I'm reading... Well... I also didnt know this book is a "Tiktok Sensation", but here we go.

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Okay just to get this outta here first. The prose is a bit pompous and edgy (maybe applied to Alistair guy), though I'm liking it 2 pages so far. "Alistair Löwe played a perfect villain. Not because..." hsgshshhs like yea write that DOWN ✒️🔥

Alright, alright.

------------- ~P54

So far, the premise is, for every 20 years, there's this seven families and they send a kid to fight to death so that the victor's family can collect this supreme power of high magick (different than common magick, as every spell casted with this, doubled in their levels.)

Ignoring the fact that this premise is a bit insane because there's like mom and dads sending their kid, prepping them for a deathly killing game in which only one can be stated victorious. Then again, they also kinda refer to themselves as villains. Maybe Alistair only, for now.

Alright, I'm on my 5th chapter. The first five chapter rotates from each of the four (main?) cast. Alistair is from the family that grooms him to be the victorious rep, and they had a very healthy dynamics in which the kids are locked and trained exclusively for the sole purpose of the tournament. What are the adults doing? Villain stuff, I guess. Or standing in the background since it's tradition. Each chapter got this cool transition in how they introduce the next character for the next chapter. Alistair met Isobel at this bar, where they sorta clash. Isobel is the media darling and her family scrouge magicks off dead people like vultures. Gavin is one of the Grieves, which not so coincidentally is the name of the family that's also the lowest of the low since they're always losing and what I get is they was of the lower class so they get picked up a lot. Brion is from the family of Thornburry where she was the expected champion rep of her family only to be snubbed because of the government intervention. Is that four? Five? four alright.

So far, I think like the characters is set up to work with one another, I don't know. With how there's this subplot of the tradition being exposed to the general public, maybe it will end them with like rebelling the tradition by somehow friendship power, tada! I think my favorite character as of now is Gavin simply because he seems to be taking the risk of the whole murder tournament thing lightly. The other three seems confident but guys... DEATH!!!!! Briony seems like, oh if it's not for the tournament I would be doing like athletes competition and stuff LIKE GIRL... idk maybe the discrepancies between how they implied that even being the winner of this death game would be life-changingly destructive and depressing (like to the previous Lowe's victor)...

BUT ALL IN ALL... i'm reading it slow and i'm enjoying it so far. i nitpick but i know i missed a lot of clues and obvious things happening maybe💀

------------- P78

I'm crying the whole book that exposed the tradition is such a big deal for the whole world enough to attract media attention to this place but this girl couldn't care to read it what😭 You know what I'll be rooting for Gavin simply because he's the one that cares enough.

How do I bet the stake in the book is the other 3 champion rep that's not the main cast...

--------------- P102

Gavin death flags already.... Sigh...

So, the curse is implied to he some kind of a loop. With the tournament for each cycle, how Lowes (usually?) wins, how Thornburries usually taking one specific kind of the Landmarks, etc. So there can be more than one victors? Granted they survived, all 3-months tournament period? Why don't they agree beforehand to like make it a stalemate then? If that happens where do the high Magick goes? Can't the high magic be distributed equally? WORLD PEACE? Abolish the fucking curse and for the stupid parents of seven families WHY WOULD YOU SEND YOUR KIDS TO A MURDER GAME.... ARE YOU INSANE...

Also this girl Briony😭 first... Why would you date a guy from a rival family that would participate in a murder game with you... two... Did you just tell him you'd kill him in a heartbeat WHILE YOU'RE DATING HIM... And lastly. You broke up with this guy because he knows something from the renowned book of the tragedy and you just read that damned book now... You know what... Whatever... You do you. His ex is also a dumbass what did you expect, it's a murder game. People murder to win. Smh...

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I really don't like how some internal conflict is so easily resolved within like, two pages. Briony had her whole aspiration and expectations taken away, obviously shaken and on the verge of breaking down. There she met her sister, turns out she didn't like it as well. Sudden changes to "I need to suck it up because my sis is dealing it hard as well", there. İ

Isobel was doubting herself and for some reason 10 hours before the tournament her father was like... She was legit finally thinking of consequences of dying (which was something other champions barely mention or bother to care that there's chances they're gonna die. Like poof.) AND THEN CUE HIS FATHER acting all tough love and shit "Girl, you can do it. I believe in u, dearest daughter." like bro u barely saw her more than once a month before. Also ur sending ur kid to a murder game. AND THEN SHE ATE IT UP LIKE... "ok sure I guess lemme practice this super difficult level 100 spells I stole easily from a very suspicious important character of a spellmaker" LIKE... HMM... I'M NOT BUYING THIS... like whole development. Characters switch up real fast, like they're written on a whim and then the author kinda remembers their assigned traits. The build up is basically underwhelming.

Also the rules of the murder game tournament death itself. The more I read the more I'm like... Ok. Why does murdering each other needs 3 month max to finish. The rules seems so ordinary. I don't know, maybe I'll read more.

------ P113

What's up with them doing big decisions so close to the tournaments time lol the night before Gavin made a pact with the devil to turn him into a magick vessel in exchange for power (and succeeded) while Isobel girlie tried to craft a class 10 (very high) curse just 10 hours before it began. WHY NOW... YOU BOTH HAD LIKE TWO WEEKS LOL

-------- P142

First of all. Alistair is a menace. Second, Gavin and Alistair enemies to lovers when. Third, my girlie Isobel needs to make up her mind. Fourth... THE CITIZEN IS ACTUALLY THE SANE ONE HERE?? STOP SENDING KIDS TO SLAUGHTER... Fifth... Briony you have some severe case of hero complex... Like... Innes is right, you're making it all about you. Sixth... Alright... It's a cycle alright, let's break it boys and girls.

---------- P180

The whole Alistair and Isobel interaction is very entertaining simply for the reason I hc-ed Alistair as one head shorter than Isobel, and he tried to be this edgy chuuni villainy acts guy while Isobel just stared down at him during his taunts hsgahshsg

----------- P189

Not the "there's only one bed" trope😭 are they pairing up those two... You know what, I can get behind this. Alistair is a cutie. ISOBEL YOU TEASE....

----------- P191

Surely it's not implying that the monster in the dark is Hendery right... anyway Alistair needs a friend so this is highly adorable to read (ignoring the memories of abuse from his childhood)

Ar: So anyways... When I was a kid, the monsters plucked my organs out and plate it out as the skin was separated from my face in the meanwhile... And then...

Il: *blushed as the massive attraction ensues*

Wtf girl...

------------ P199

Why is Gavin's chapters usually the shorter one from the bunch. Also if anyone deserves to murder a human in this game it'd be this guy. I like underdogs. I mean, deemed weak, left out of alliances, like come on. It's warranted at this point. Though he's also dying in the process.

----------- P206

Clumsy Alistair.... He's precious😔

Conjuring a nightmare as a spell is SO COOL...!!! Imagination is peak ngl...

-------- P211

It's one week past the tournament WE NEED DEATH.... PICK IT UP BOYS AND GIRLS...

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Why do I feel like Gavin's the one who's going on a rampage and take out Elionor and Darrow... Hm... Also... Isobel's "What are we?" OH SHE'S SMITTEN ALREADY... UH... They're being vulnerable w/ eachother... I guess this is it then. I'm not as ready as I thought for another het stories asfsgshjskdkd but whatever I'll look up cute fanarts after this

---------- P237

I was thinking that the spellcrafting here works like in Minecraft😭 maybe idk I don't play minecraft. Basically, you need materials. You have to arrange them certain way. Click craft button, and poof! Spells in a jar!

Maybe it's me being stupid, but Briony said that pairing up each Relic (the ingredient) to the Landmark (the slot) would undo the spell... but isn't that's how you /do/ it instead?? Huh?? Like that's the opposite?

Okay. It doesn't make sense. If each slot needs sacrifice (each champions) then that'd require everyone to die. But one of the excerpt said one time all seven champions die it resulted in the high magick unusable instead. BUT THAT'S JUST GOOD THEN?? Just don't write any name... Smh...

Miss Elionor is kind of a girlboss ngl...

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Hmm... I am not liking the sudden switch up of Alistair being mildly ambitious to be the victor to giving it up after the fuel so that Isobel won. They spend like two weeks together and idk it felt too fast to me. O wel...

------- P244

Ye they kissing whatever😒

I'm not as excited to read this anymore ngl I WAS LIED TO...

WHERE'S GAVIN AMIDST ALL THIS...

------- P260

Gavin!!! AND OUR FIRST BLOOD OUUUUUU...... CARBRY I'M SORRY :( TO BOTH OF HIS EYES??? HELLO?? THIS IS GROTESQUE... BRIONY GIRL......... YOU NEED TO DO SOEMTHIMG ABOUT UR HERO COMPLEX.... U CAN'T SAVE EVERYONE... THIS IS A MURDER GAME............

Hm... They're really making the other 3 (Finley, Elionor and Carbry) the villains doomed to death lol while the rest of the four make a team.

With Briony wanting to break the Blood Veil curse altogether and Gavin technically being a magick vessel already an anomaly in itself (he broke one of the rule of no talking to towngoers, breaking out the high magick boundaries), I'm sure they can concoct something. Drag Alistair and Isobel (one given up and the other never wanted to win in the first place). There it is, our main cast. I'm still not buying the Alistair-Isobel romance tho😒 it's like they skimmed a lot of the forced proximity and skipped a lot of what could've been bonding moments. It's like... Sleep together. Alistair suddenly risked his life for a Relic for Isobel. Then the almost kiss😒 HSGSHHSHS I'M SO BITTER FOR THIS I'M SORRY

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Damn... THIS DYNAMICS IS SO... CHEF KISS...

I'm eating this up... LIKE REAL BAD... USHSHSVHZHS I ENJOYED THIS THOROUGHLY... the tension... the hostility UM.... YESS... OKAY... OU.... I WILL SAVOR EACH PHRASE DELICATELY THIS IS LIKE... GOURMET...

------ P278

Oh man... I know I wrote a lot about Briony but?? she's a rat too😭 why'd she snitch on Isobel like that she's kinda delusional even back then lmaoo

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Gavin lived up to his name, he helped Alistair to grief properly! My boys:(

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AAGHHH I'M NOT HERE TO READ SAPPY ROMANCE... GET ME OUT OF THIS SHIP....

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Isobel really gagged Briony like that ou.... It's true tho she's yapping all about doing good but really she's having a very bad case of hero complex. What kind good friends sends paparazzi to school ajsgjsksksk

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The ending scene. YESSSS REVENGE IS COOL (not to the point of crime for legal reason irl) . Because damn the old useless rotten hags needed to... Finally. Justice is served. Good riddance. I am so bitter. Good ending. I don't mind if it ends there. BUT THEN THERE'S A SECOND Part.

Augshsgsghs

One thing that's bothering me so much is that the author established a lot of rules only to bail it out and write whatever later on lol sure there's a reason (that being the cycle is disturbed, high magick yada yada) but still it's just an asspull after another asspull. There's a barrier but people can just cross over now with no actual consequences (Innes went in. But also no paps yet, why?). High magick can't be seen unless they're the victors, only for it to be retconned in the second book now that champions can see them fine. There's only seven champion reps, only for them to add one more later. Like... At this point it doesn't feel like a tournament game again. If there's only few I can look past it but it felt like a sandbox game that they can mend whatever rules as they like. No satisfying build up too.

I'll still read because I got spoiled few plot points and I'm interested for that alone lol

-------demise idk what page

Omg... GAVIN BEING ALIVE REAL...?? I don't care if they retconned him being on a limited life force I'm just glad there's chance he's alive... THAT'S MY PRECIOUS SON... (he tortured an elderly in his dungeon for his own life consumption)

HSGSHSGGGHSGSHSH he's so proud of himself... YEAA...

KICKING MY FEET SQUEALING GIGGLING I'M SO EASY TO PLEASE AAAH I love the banter I LOVE THE BANTERS

The media interview segment is so funny LOVE U BARB

Alistair my man... Who even thinks of ways to make someone die /impressed/😭

WHERE'S AGENT TOO AMIDST ALL OF THIS... AND THE GOVERNMENT??? "oh those kids broke off the blood veil boundaries... People can go into tournament grounds where they play murder game... That's fine..." HELLO??? -oh there she is hello agent yoo

Those families are a bunch of hypocrites gosh😭 not even three weeks ago they did a party where they aren't even sure their kid would return hsgshsj grooming them to play in a murder game and now that the kids back they act like they didn't take part in... the whole tradition thing. Good thing the Lowes dies already screw them. Also at least the Grieves aren't hypocrites though they did send a sheep for sacrifice. (Gavin is a fluffy sheep.)