#I HOPE THESE SUFFICE? I'LL YELL AT YOU ABOUT OTHER ONES ANYWAY

[prince-rowan-of-the-forest]

The Choosing Ball (4/?)

Virgil and Janus talk through some important feelings.

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Warnings:

a mention of LGBTQIA+-phobia, a singular sex joke.

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Whoo the chapter where they talk things out!

The poll voted for Siren Boy, but I've been able to do basically no writing this week, I'm really sorry xP, I hope this shall suffice!

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It turned out that finding Virgil had hardly been the gargantuan task he had been expecting. When he located the building that must have housed the guards’ sleeping quarters, he immediately picked up the sound of hushed conversation on one of the balconies. He went closer, hoping to pick up on some of whatever they were saying.

“Yeah like, I can’t believe you got to leave,” One of them said, Janus didn’t recognise the voice, “It’s so boring here- no good gossip! You gotta tell me everything, did you meet anyone? Any of the princes rude to you? Ooh- were any of them good looking?”

"Well- I-" The other guard started, before being interrupted again.

"Did you get to see any of the castle? Is it as big inside as it looks from here? What's-" 

"Remy I can't answer your questions if you keep asking me more," Janus' eyes widened, that was Virgil! And- wasn't Remy the name of the guard Roman had mentioned earlier?

"Oh, right, sorry babes," 

"Don't call me that," Virgil sighed.

"Sorry, sorry, damn you Nathirians are so uptight, anyways, my questions?" 

Janus sighed as Virgil attempted to work his way through the questions he remembered. He'd never get Virgil's attention from down here, which meant he'd have to climb up. He glanced around, thankfully noticing a plant with sturdy looking vines that had grown up the side of the wall. 

As Janus had told Virgil, he was indeed notoriously good at sneaking, so much so that his handmaids and the seamstresses back in his own palace had started outfitting him with bells and jingly bits on his clothes in a way they thought was subtle so that he couldn't sneak up on people. Somehow he still managed to sneak up on the castle staff (by accident, mostly) even then.

The fact that he managed to make it up onto the balcony without either guard noticing him should really be testimony to his lack of presence. 

Remy noticed him first, though Janus couldn't actually see his reaction behind the dark tinted glasses he was for some reason wearing despite it being entirely dark out. He ignored the guy for now, instead stepping forward to stand right behind Virgil.

"Guess who," Janus said, before slipping his hands over his guard's eyes. Virgil jumped in surprise, though he'd deny it if asked, making Janus laugh.

"Jan, you have got to stop doing that!" Virgil yelped, reaching to remove his hands from his face, "What're you doing up here?" 

"Ooooh babes, who's the sneaky guy?" Remy asked, leaning forwards, "Who are you and what's your business here?" 

Virgil groaned, "Remy this is Jan, Jan, Remy, this is the guy I told you about earlier, with the coffee," 

"I see," Janus said as though he hadn't just been eavesdropping, "It is.. er, nice meeting you?" 

"Riiiight," Remy said, staring him down, "Ok sure, y'know what, obviously you two don't want me here, I'll see you inside, Virgil! I better get all the juicy gossip about your juicy man when you're done!"

Remy headed into the room connected to the balcony and Janus turned to begin speaking with Virgil before the door flew back open and Remy leant back out.

"And no sex on the balcony!" He yelled, making an 'I’m watching you' gesture with his fingers, "Or I'll know," 

"....I can tell how he's Prince Remus' guard," Janus said, watching as Remy retreated down the hallway. Virgil huffed out a breath that could have been a laugh as they turned to each other.

"He won't leave me alone," Virgil said, half laughing, "He seems to think me interesting."

Janus hummed, looking away and Virgil seemed to sense that something was wrong, considering he leaned further into his side.

“Hey,” Virgil said, slipping a hand into Janus', “What’s up? Is something wrong?”

“I wanted to see you before going to sleep,” Janus answered, half truthfully, he wouldn’t admit how worried he had been, he already knew that Virgil already knew.

“I see,” Virgil said with a smile, leading them over to the balcony railing and leaning his elbows on it, Janus copied him, “Did- um- did anything interesting happen during the banquet?”

An invitation to talk about what he really wanted to talk about, without having to bring it up himself.

“I talked with Roman again,” Janus said slowly, “After the banquet, we went to the library and…. I took your advice,”

“You showed him?” Virgil asked, looking at him with a slight tilt to his head, “Was he… okay with it?”

“Yes, I believe so,” Janus said, “He told me I was beautiful and- well I suppose I may have ran off,”

Virgil had the audacity to laugh, so Janus pulled him into a kiss in order to shut him up, which only served to make Virgil laugh harder. 

“Virgil, darling, please,” Janus said, a little desperately and Virgil immediately stopped laughing, turning to actually look at him, before he reached forward and cupped Janus’ face in the same way Roman had done not even half an hour earlier.

“This… this is really bothering you, isn’t it?” Virgil whispered, Janus nodded, meeting Virgil’s eyes. 

“I’m not sure why, but… my interaction with Roman has got me feeling all tied up in knots,” Janus said with a sigh. Virgil smirked, leaning forwards and kissing his nose.

“Have you considered that perhaps, there may be some kind of feelings there?” Virgil asked, tilting his head a little, Janus stared for a second, face steadily growing more red as he realised what Virgil was implying.

“I- of course there's no feelings there, Virgil, I love you, and I doubt I'm going to stop loving you any time soon,” Janus said firmly, Virgil smiled, leaning forward and kissing him again.

“I know, and I love you too, but Jan, have you considered that you are able to love more than one person? That polyamory is a possibility?” Virgil asked, raising an eyebrow. The prince sputtered, “Because… If you have, I have,”

“I- I suppose that-” Janus cut himself off, ducking his head, “Isn’t that… inappropriate? Our kingdom would never sanction it, you know that, and besides, Roman would never agree anyway, it’s a waste to even bother thinking about it.”

“From what I’ve gathered from Remy,” Virgil told him, “Polyamory, and a lot of other stuff too, is much less restrictive in their kingdom than it is in ours.”

“Regardless, in our kingdom it is still the same, and I am an only child, if me and Roman did choose each other, we would go back to our kingdom.”

“Where it wouldn’t be seen as polyamory anyway because they don’t know that we’re already in a relationship,” Virgil told him, squeezing Janus’ hand, “It would be only Roman that would need to know.”

“And what if he doesn’t even like me?”

“Then he’ll say no and you will never have to see each other again,” Virgil sighed, “And you’ll still have me either way.”

“And… you’re okay with all of this?” Janus asked, “We would be breaking the law even more than we already are, you know, and- and I'd have to marry him, without you there, it would- it would all be so much harder- ”

“I know,” Virgil interrupted, leaning over to kiss his cheek, “Trust me I've already over-thought this ten times more than you have, and I- would like to talk with Roman more, yes, but- you know, he is… very pretty…”

“Is he now?” Janus asked, tone slipping into something more teasing, “I didn’t notice.”

“Don’t be an ass,” Virgil rolled his eyes, looking out from the balcony towards the castle, “The ball is tomorrow and- I think you should talk to him before that.”

“And say what?” Janus said with a huff, “That I- what? Like him? After- after I ran off at the first signs of anything happening earlier?”

“Just say whatever you feel like saying,” Virgil said, “But maybe try and keep the running away to a minimum, huh?”

“You’re a hypocrite,” Janus said, “Why don’t you talk to him if you think he’s so pretty?”

Virgil went red, “Well- I- you- hey!”

“Sorry, sorry,” Janus shook his head, “That was mean of me.”

“It was, I need to talk to him too, but it’s probably better that you do so first,” Virgil sighed, “Even if really I’m probably more worried than you seem to be.”

“Worried? Me? Never,” Janus said, shaking his head with a smile, before his face fell and he sighed, “I know I need to talk to him, we’re the ones that need to choose, after all.”

“Yes,” Virgil nodded, “And if you agree to choose each other then you’ll have all the time in the world to talk after as well.”

“I suppose we will,” Janus nodded, “Thank you, for this.”

“You’re welcome,” Virgil said, “I suppose it’s fair, considering I’m usually on the receiving end of these talks.”

Janus couldn’t help but laugh, then, lifting their intertwined hands to kiss Virgil’s knuckles, “I should be getting back…”

“I’ll see you after breakfast tomorrow then?” Virgil aske, tilting his head a little. 

“Of course,” Janus nodded, “I think I might die if I had to endure tomorrow without you, my darling.”

“Sap,” Virgil said, shaking his head with a huff, “Go away now, and sleep well.”

“Sleep well, love.” Janus replied, leaning forward to press a parting kiss to Virgil’s lips, “Goodnight.”

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[snufflesmajor]

PLOT PLEASE

[send ‘plot please!’ and I’ll give you a plot I want for our muses!]

i know you know about the very special super au i’d love to write with you, so i’m going to give you some new things instead. because this is a meme and a meme calls for new things.

I LIED HERE’S THE VERY SPECIAL SUPER AU I’VE YELLED AT YOU ABOUT

    When Regulus is ten or so, he wakes up to the news of his parents deaths. No one really knows for certain how it happened (there’s rumours it could have been a poisoning, a cursing, a cursed poisoning, Orion owing money to the Centaur mafia which allegedly exists (it doesn’t), or part of some sort of initiation (unconfirmed)), and isn’t given very much time to process it before he’s whisked away to the Potter’s. 

    He’s heard about James from Sirius (mostly through owls), and suddenly they’re both living in this strange house where the stairs creak because they’re old (and not because something might be trying to escape the floorboards), the mother scolds instead of screeching, and, all in all, is the antithesis of the Black Household. When he joins Hogwarts the next year, he:

        > is sorted into Gryffindor, and Sirius cheers a lot. Regulus is thoroughly embarrassed by his and James’ “parenting” (yes, it’s parenting), but is appointed a guest-marauder.         > is sorted into Slytherin, and Sirius boos a lot and demands a redo (loudly, with James). Regulus is thoroughly embarrassed by his and James’ parenting (yes, it’s still parenting), and is appointed a guest-marauder.

    Now, there are a few different things that can happen here. If Regulus is in Gryffindor, he’s absorbed into the group (partially). But, if he’s in Slytherin…

    Could you, for a moment, close your eyes (just the one eye maybe, so you can still read), and imagine the large scale prank war that would erupt between Sirius and Regulus if they’re on good terms but in different houses? Because I have imagined it, extensively. And it is beautiful.

    Additionally, Regulus is often smuggled into Gryffindor Tower for plotting and meetings. This is important, because–as a marauder in a different year and house–this expands their reach. Pranks no longer last for a class–they last for at least two. Sirius and Regulus and James are brothers, rather than just James and Sirius, and Regulus is treated with as much (dis)respect as anyone else.

    Bonus points if it’s post-war, Regulus was secret keeper and “God-Uncle” (we have discussed this but it is an important title and there will be a ceremony), and Sirius takes 25-year-old Regulus to Godric’s Hollow for playdates with Harry (let him parent you. Let them read you bedtime stories. There’s no escape. He’ll put a Trace on you, break into your home, loom over your bed, and ask if you’ve been eating properly). 

    In all seriousness though, I love this au, and I have no problems with it going in any direction. You are aware of my strong feelings.

    MARAUDER ERA

    After duelling (brawling) in the halls, Sirius and Regulus are sent to Hagrid for joint detention. They end up in the forest (no, Hagrid didn’t want them in the forest. In fact, he specifically told them not to go into the forest) after one attempted bonding exercise gone wrong, and quickly get lost. 

    Sirius is already an animagus by this point, but does not want Regulus to know (for obvious reasons). Fortunately, this means that Sirius isn’t actually lost, but he rather likes seeing Regulus all uneasy. Everything is fine for a while, until they start to hear things. 

    Strange things. Funny noises.

    Laughter.

    Then, they hear Regulus’ voice repeating the last thing he said. It sounds off–mechanical somehow, and not really natural. They’re in an awfully dark part of the forest, and while Sirius still has an idea of where they are, they’ve gone a bit further than he and the Marauders usually do. 

    Then, from just up ahead, they see a flash of green and silver, followed by a flash of red and gold. 

    Hagrid hadn’t told them he was babysitting skinwalkers. Which is a bit terrible, really, because now they’ve been marked.

ORDER ERA

    After a fight between Order members and Death Eaters in an unused portion of the London Underground, there’s a cave in (which Sirius definitely didn’t cause). Thankfully, everyone is safe and on the right side of the cave in–except, predictably, one particular Death Eater and one particular Order member.

    I know this doesn’t seem very interesting, but if they’re both injured and there is a time limit, then what are they going to do? Continue the fight? Talk it out? Try to escape? Murder each other? Try to convince the other to switch? There’s a fight on the other side continuing, and whoever wins will dig them out. What are eachgoing to do, depending on which side finds them?

SECOND WAR ERA

    Now, I don’t know very much about your verse for this, but Sirius is already pretty sure he’s lost his shit after Azkaban. So what if… he was maybe found in a cave… by a Regulus who hadn’t aged? He’s going to think this is a dream or a hallucination, and there’s… this is a bad idea it’d hurt.

EVERYTHING IS FINE AZKABAN IS AN ILLUSION AND REGULUS WAS NEVER GETTING KILLED FOR THE AESTHETIC…but there’s still that pesky war-ERA

    JUST SAYING, IT MIGHT BE FUN TO HUNT HORCRUXES AS A DYNAMIC DUO (James can’t, he has a wife and kid, and Remus is too busy doing other things, and Regulus is right there! Reformedish! The Dark Lord is gone, but no one other than Regulus knows about the horcruxes. Sirius is right there, ready for action, pls Reg let him in on the secret. You can go on a big brotherly adventure)

[hopestallion]

heyoo((: idk if I can still request scenarios but i'll just try(: May I request a scenario where Jungkook has a girlfriend but they are both really really shy and insecure to make a first move so the other members must help them!?(: i

Hey! You’re never too late, to put in a request. It’s rather quite right now haha >D

Let’s get to the request *cracks knuckles*

“A little help”

Fluff, Jeongguk x Reader (interference by BTS)

It went a little different, but i hope you still like it ;) this is my first writing request.... oh oh oh

“They’re so awkward, even Tae feels awkward and he never feels that way ever....” said person tried to object with a “Hey”. But Seokjin was quick to silence any form of disarray, before it could occur. “So you mean to say, we should get involved? I’m not sure, how that might help them, Jimin” the eldest crossed his arms in front of his chest. He didn’t like to interfere with people’s personal business. Even if they were basically brothers, without shared blood. “Well i can see where Jimin is coming from... It’s bound to swing into frustration for both... We could give them a nudge...” voice of reason and like the leader of their group of friends, Namjoon knew what to say. It convinced Seokjin to actually listen to their plans and maybe pitch in. A nudge was alright. As long as it wasn’t more than just a nudge. 

Yoongi was pretty sure that the situation couldn’t be called a nudge, this was a shove. A big fucking shove, in which they were happy if the two wouldn’t end up toppling over a cliff. Maybe the second eldest was a little dramatic in his head. No one needed to know. But for now he was watching the two young ones with a cup of iced americano. His headphones were pressing against the back of his neck, the thick of it resting against his earlobes. Not even his music could catch his interest at that moment. Should tell anyone watching enough about the interest of his in this situation. At the moment Jeongguk was sitting next to his girlfriend. He was talking to her about something. At least another body could fit in between the space of theirs. It was like they were friends, not lovers who would want to spend time with one another. If not for the stealing glances to the other’s lips or his eyes trailing her body a few times, whenever she moved. Of course always, whenever the other wasn’t looking. Yoongi let out a deep sigh.

Taehyung knew they had to do something, the moment he burst into Jeongguk’s bathroom. Granted he should have knocked and he would have been spared the image of Jeongguk’s naked body. But the matter was of urgency and had to be talked about. The younger one screaming at the top of his lungs, for his hyung to fucking leave. Had the latter scrambling out of the bathroom at top speed. Sure he would tease Jeongguk once the other was back out of the bathroom. But the matter had to be discussed and Taehyung couldn’t be distracted. Not at all. Well aside from maybe Jeongguk’s brother Hoseok showing up with his puppy Mickey. Suffice to say he was distracted enough for Jeongguk to change into clothes and dry his hair. Finding his hyung stomach down in the living-room. He was playing with Mickey, who seemed to love the attention. Wanting to creep past his hyung and out the door, he couldn’t be fast enough for Taehyung’s hand to snatch his ankle back. Laying flat on his stomach himself now. Only his quick reflexes having prevented him from smacking his face open on the hardwood floor. “I heard you never went further than occasionally holding your girlfriend’s hand!”

Hoseok could count on his fingers the times he’d brought around a girl. And on the same hand was enough space for their sister’s boyfriend. They weren’t much of the dating generation. Preferred a solid relationship over several months and hopefully years. His last girlfriend had been a commitment of almost two and a half years. While their eldest sister was engaged to her long-term boyfriend. For Jeongguk to finally have his first girlfriend was a big deal. Especially since he’d been in love with her ever since first grade. Now he knew his brother well enough to know, that he wouldn’t be the forward type when it came to girls. He was big on challenges and needed to be the best. But he also was shy and sensitive and a little picky. All good if you asked Hoseok, However to hear that his brother was dating a girl for almost two months now and had done nothing than hold her hand twice. It kind of felt like he’d sucked a the big brother dating talk. And he’d had to find out from Taehyung of all people. “Wait i thought you’d kissed....” he asked lounging on the sofa, watching Taehyung and Jeongguk roll around the floor in fake fight. “We did!” Jeongguk defended himself, trying to kick Taehyung off of him. The other was like a koala. “It was a peck on the cheek and she gave it to him!” he added on. Hoseok had had no idea how sever the problem was.

Jimin prided himself in a lot of things. Like he knew he could pull off the rings and the leather, without seeming like a thug. He could make almost anything fashionable, including his nicely shaped butt in skinny jeans. He had experience with girls and boys. Gender was just a concept of society, much like Namjoon and Yoongi had explained to him. And he was helpful to those in need. Yet much like his hyungs he had no idea what to do. Sure Taehyung liked to get involved in a lot of things, but getting involved in Jeongguk’s business was a bit much. Especially regarding him and his girlfriend. And still TaeTae found a way of pestering Jimin into helping him. He was good with words, maybe the reason why he was aspiring to become an actor later on. Or why he shined so much on stage. Making it inconvenient for his hyungs to ever say no to him or even try to refuse. The only one who’d ever had luck in that department had been Yoongi and only after three attempts of shaking off Taehyung.

“You sure this is gonna help?”. “Well if that doesn’t help, then i don’t know what. Jealousy always works in movies....” Namjoon replied and shrugged his shoulders. The entirety of the gang was hiding behind a corner, watching one of Namjoon’s distant friends approach you. They had talked to him and with some bribing he’d done it. Which involved Namjoon giving him his notes on Shakespeare. It didn’t matter, Namjoon had aced that class two years ago and the other could have them. If it could help Jeongguk Namjoon would have given him the notes of the current year as well. The guy was all kinds of KDrama material. He looked good, a little on the thug side thanks to Jimin’s quick styling hands. And with the stern warning from Seokjin to not do too much he’d approached you in the hallway. He was form a different school, so Jeongguk wouldn’t suspect his hyungs doings. You were trying to get away from the guy, telling him twice you had a boyfriend and weren’t interested. He did as Seokjin had told him and pushed you against the locker. A hand next to your head, the other across the locker and over your head. Trapped, your eyes began to water. It did confuse the guy a little, however he had not much time to think. Yanked back and to the ground he was startled and looking up at an angry Jeongguk. 

What no one expected now was for the maknae to angrily lunge for the poor hired student. To prevent anything from happening, the hyungs wanted to jump in and interrupt. But you’d put a hand on Jeongguk’s shoulder and pulled him a little towards you. His anger was gone in favor of taking care of you. Seeing his chance the poor guy scrambled away, vowing to never help that insane group of friends ever again. Shakespeare be damned. They sighed in defeat. Thinking their plan had backfired and ready to apologize later to the both of you. But Yoongi stopped them from moving any further and giving away their position. Right in front of them Jeongguk looked around and then leaned down to kiss you on your lips. Your arms wrapping around his neck, the both of you kissed for several seconds. Before you let go of each other and you rested your forehead against his chest. The tears were gone and dried, a small smile forming on your lips. It was perfect to make a silent retreat and never talk about this situation ever again. But Taehyung wouldn’t be Taehyung if he wouldn’t burst out from their hiding spot and scare the crap out of everyone. Shrieks and yells later, he pointed at the two with a big grin. “It worked!” he said proudly.

Jeongguk’s brows furrowed, until everything clicked. With a speed that was almost impossible, he was running after Taehyung. Barely managing to scramble to a run himself. He was now being chased by the maknae, while the others came out of hiding to apologize to his startled girlfriend. “It’s okay....” you let them know and smiled shyly at them. While they were Jeongguk’s friends and like family to him. It still took some time for you to be comfortable around them. “Jeongguk.... and I.... we have been kissing...” you were looking at Hoseok now. Your boyfriend had told you from the suspicions his friends and brother had about your relationship. ��It’s just....we’re both not really comfortable with PDA and.... we thought it’d be okay... not to?” a little helpless you didn’t know how to convey, that you did love their friend and brother very much. But that it was more of a private thing. Where you were comfortable when it was just the two of you. “That’s completely normal and fine.... Everyone handles things differently... I guess we were just a little too worried about our Jeonggukkie...” Namjoon smiled at you, deep dimples showing. Seokjin pulled right along, telling you that he didn’t believe in their plan anyway. While Jimin just shrugged his shoulders. After all it was Taehyung who had the idea and who was now being chased around school by a furious Jeongguk. “As long as both of you are comfortable with your relationship that’s all that matters” Yoongi added, pulled his headphones over his ears and immersed himself back into his music. The conversation was over for him now anyway. Hoseok putting an arm around your shoulders and telling you funny baby stories about your boyfriend. Who was still busy finding and killing Taehyung (not really killing but maybe throw him a few times)