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dear-mimii · 3 months ago

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knight!caitlyn x princess reader

pairing! knight!caitlyn x princess!reader

about! caitlyn kiramman, best knight of runeterra, was shipped of to Demacia to protect the kingdom’s princess - you.

cw! mentions of swords, that’s literally it

word count! 707

an: this one is particularly JUICY, already have pt.2 written🤭😚

caitlyn was raised from a young age to be the bed goddamn knight in Runeterra. it was a nonnegotiable. with their seemingly endless amounts of generational wealth, the Kiramman’s only got their daughter the finest, most experienced trainers, the highest quality swords money could buy, specially made training clothes. the money and the immeasurable hours caitlyn spent training paid off. caitlyn’s reputation seemed to precede herself, because when a letter arrived at the Kiramman Estate from the personal advisor of the King and Queen of Demacia, they were quick to oblige.

now here she was, on a ship designated to Demacia to protect their kingdom’s princess - you. why the king and queen specifically wanted her for the job, caitlyn would never know. from what she did know though - your life wasn’t in any immediate danger, you weren’t necessarily difficult or rebellious (at least from what she was told), so she really didn’t see the need for you to have a knight. alas, the choice wasn’t hers to make.

after several weeks of travel by sea, the ship arrived at the Demacian shores, the grand white sails billowing in the wind. the crew prepared for docking as caitlyn leaned against the mahogany railing, taking in the sight of the port town. her thoughts were as busy as the seaman behind her. she wasn’t told much before she left, so she had to fill in the gaps with her own inferences. what did you look like? what kind of dresses would you wear? what food did you like? anything and everything raced through her mind as the captain tapped her on the shoulderbald of her armor, breaking her trance.

“ms. kiramman? we’ve arrived in Demacia, prepare to disembark please.”

caitlyn took a deep breath, putting her thoughts on the back burner as she steeled herself for what’s to come. she stood in front of the grand, ornate gangway as it lowered, her posture rigid and at attention, her chin held high. her silver armor glinted under the afternoon sun, not a single cloud in sight. the dark blue enamel of her family crest inlaid into her chest plate also shined brightly in the sunlight - a reminder of the prestige just her last name held. with her sword sheathed in it’s scabbard, she began her descent down the gangway. as she reached the dock, caitlyn was greeted by a Demacian chancellor and her assistant. the chancellor, her face a testament to her years of service to the Royal family, greeted caitlyn first, extending a weathered hand for a handshake.

“good morrow, ms. kiramman, how do you do? i understand this is your first time to Demacia? allow me to welcome you. elowen valencrest, trusted chancellor of the Royal Family.”

caitlyn took the chancellor’s outstretched hand, shaking it firmly. she bowed her head respectfully as she spoke, “knight kiramman, ms. valencrest. ive been sent as a personal guard to the princess.”

“of course, of course ms. kiramman. the king and queen prepared transport straight to the castle. after you…”

the chancellor gestured to the refined, horse drawn carriage behind her, the door being held open by the coachman. with that, caitlyn stood up straight and bowed once more, just with her head before stepping into the carriage. elowen and her advisor followed soon after, sitting on the opposite side of caitlyn. during the ride, caitlyn kept looking out at the passing scenery of Demacia, from the cozy seaside town to the rolling hills of the interior. the hours passed by like minutes to caitlyn before the carriage came to a stop at the entrance of the sprawling botanical gardens surrounding the actual castle itself.

the coachman hopped off and scrambled to open the door to the carriage, “ahem, ms. valencrest, ms. kiramman, we’ve arrived.”

the walk through the gardens was rather… peaceful for caitlyn. she could hear the sounds of small birds chirping in the well kept trees, butterflies surrounding patches of vibrant flowers. it’s somewhat like a balm for her racing thoughts, but she can’t really afford to focus so much on the scenery. with every step she creeps closer and closer towards the stairs leading up to the large, intricately designed wooden doors of the castle.

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lavender543 · 5 months ago

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Longing - Prologue

Yandere!Knight x (Evil?)Queen!Reader

Synopsis: You are a queen with a not so great reputation. He is your most trusted, and extremely stoic knight. Lets just say you don't know just how much he would do for you. (he's been secretly pining after you for awhile). Warnings: Topics of war, and violence

By many, you were seen as cold, Ruthless, some would even say evil. You were the queen of a large kingdom in the North, with a very widely known reputation for being cutthroat.

Life in the North was not easy by any means. Resources were far and few, and the environment was cold and desolate. For that, you needed to rule with an iron fist in order to protect your people and keep them satisfied. You weren't afraid to use force if that was what was required.

Many would say you were wicked, morally grey, power hungry...the list goes on. You’d like to think of yourself as dedicated.

You were forced from a young age into the role of ruler and spent your whole life preparing to be Queen. It was your life's dedication to rule over your kingdom. You had no living relatives; your family was assassinated during the war.

It was...hard, to say the least.

The only person you could trust during those dark days was yourself, and eventually you learned you could trust him: The Grande knight.

He was originally an orphan brought in by your parents when you were young. They trained him to be a loyal weapon to fight in the war.

It was wrong, and it pained you to see him, similar in age to you, being pushed past his limits.

You sympathized with him in a way. You yourself were forced against your will to be trained in order to become the next ruler; although your training was a lot less physically demanding than his (which is an understatement of what he had to go through).

Despite both of you being terribly busy, there were small moments you both had together as children. They were nothing but a few words in passing, but the interactions meant a lot to two heavily sheltered kids tasked with adult responsibilities.

Your fondest memory was when you had your first real conversation with him. Your only real interaction with him were moments of eye contact before then.

One day, when you were around ten years old, you managed to run away from your etiquette teacher and hid in the royal gardens.

As you ran through the garden, searching for a hiding spot, you spotted a dark figure hidden in a small alcove between two bushes of winter daphne’s. They were one of the only flowers that could survive the cold climates of the north.

You approached the figure, and realized it was him. Without really thinking, you sat beside him. He was huddled, panting heavily as if he had just run a marathon, (he probably was earlier to be honest).

He stared at you, surprise and fear in his eyes, and your ten-year-old brain could only think of giving him a reassuring smile to show you were friendly.

“I see that we had similar thoughts.” you said to the boy, a mischievous grin on your face.

At that, he relaxed slightly, although still staying silent. And you decided it was safe to sit down beside him.

He froze from the action, but didn’t protest.

“I managed to get away from my etiquette teacher, I know I shouldn't say this, but I'm convinced she’s evil. Must be why she doesn’t have any friends.”

You were surprised when you heard a small laugh from him at your words, although it was more like a snort. This only encouraged you to go on.

“Seriously! She was trying to make me put a book on my head! And she always whacks my wrists with a strap if I don't do something right.”

With your casual words, he began to open up, speaking hesitantly at first. He seemed to still be quite nervous.

“My trainer is the same way, evil I mean.”

You giggled at that, and you looked at each other in mutual understanding. You sat together for a while, enjoying each other's company. Talking about whatever came to mind. Eventually you realized you didn't actually know his name. You had only ever heard him be referred to as “the boy,” or terms akin to that.

You looked at him in curiosity.

“Say, I guess I never asked, what is your name?”

His face grew bitter, there was hatred in his eyes, and you were confused by the sudden mood switch.

“Just call me what you want.” He said shortly.

You looked at him in confusion. “Do you not have a name?”

“I may as well not.”

All you could say was “oh” in response.

The mood suddenly got awkward, and you tried to lighten it.

“Well, what would you like your name to be?”

He visibly gave the question some thought and then shrugged nonchalantly.

“I don't know, I've never really thought about it.”

“I see....” You trailed off, not knowing what else to say.

“What name do you like? For me I mean.”

He said suddenly.

You definitely did not expect him to ask that. Looking to him in surprise, you replied: “You want me to choose a name for you?”

He nodded casually, although you did not see the blush creeping up his face. This whole situation was a little odd, but you went along with it, giving it some thought. Finally, you came up with the perfect name.

“Everett.” You said after a long pause.

He looked up to you and smiled shyly.

“It means brave in the old language. I learned the word today from my lessons.”

You continued with excitement.

The boy looked almost bashful from your words, a wide grin making its way on his flushed face.

“It's perfect.’” he said with sincerity.

You stayed like that for a while, but, like all good things, it had to end. Some guards eventually found the two of you, and you had to go your separate ways.

After that, your father restricted you from seeing Everett (you’ve been referring to him as Everett now), so as to prevent any “distractions” as he worded it.

From then on, you didn’t see much of Everett, save for small glances when crossing paths with each other. It was hard seeing him, all bloodied and bruised from training, and not being able to talk to him, or do anything to help him.

Soon days turned into weeks, then months, then years. Your childlike naivety had long since been brushed away to reveal a cold and calculated woman. You were seventeen, and very close to being of age to ascend to the throne. Just in time for the war to begin you had thought bitterly at the time.

The war began when your parents had had enough of neighboring countries cutting off their supply shipments. Your kingdom relied on these shipments for food and necessities. Thus began a war your parents waged.

You hated it. You hated it all, but what could you do? You had no say in any of it, despite your insistent pleading to your father not to start a war. You knew it would only end in loss and destruction.

With everything happening, you wanted desperately for someone to confide in. You searched for Everett, but you hadn't seen him in weeks, it was as if he disappeared. Upon question, you discovered that he was sent into the war to fight on the frontlines.

You were devastated. You felt stupid to not have realized before. That was what all the training was for, why your parents had adopted him in the first place. To create a weapon for this war.

You were so consumed with rage and hopelessness, and all you could do was try to help your parents finish this war. It was all you could do to stop the bloodshed.

The exposure to everything only made you colder, however. You realized that you too had been turned into a weapon, although more in the academic sense. Your parents used your wit and knowledge from your lessons growing up.

Two years in, your kingdom faced few losses, and many victories due to your strategizing. Although it did not stop the assassination of your family. Somehow, some way, the enemy kingdoms found a way in.

This only fueled your rage more. You no longer cared how, but you were going to win the war. And you did.

After four long years, you finally reached total victory.

And with that, you gained the reputation of a tyrant.

Next part: chapter 1

A/N: This is my first story on here yayyy. thank you to anyone who reads and enjoys this! Sorry this chapter is mostly world building, I promise there will be a lot more of Everett in the next part. I might make it in his perspective next chapter as well....we'll see!

#yanderxreader #yandere x reader #yandere x darling #yandere male #male yandere #yandere knight #yandere!knight x reader #yandere #male yandere x reader #yandere oc #yandere x you #yandere oc x reader

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leosxrealm · 10 months ago

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ꜱᴀᴜᴅᴀᴅᴇ

pairing(s): prince! Arthur Leclerc x male! knight! reader

warning(s): mentions of injury, mentions of death, royal au! forbidden romance(?), angst

(a/n): a lot of backstory and angst. also this was inspired the moodboard i made. and inspired by the song– sign of the times by harry styles. also the dynamic was kind of inspired by patrochilles from tsoa.

wc: 1.6k

!not proofread!

"Y/n! Uncle!"

You hear the high-pitched voice of a young boy. On turning around, you see him running towards you. But he never reaches you.

You let out a sigh. Seeing Arthur trip on his own feet was not an uncommon sight for you. You could never understand how a prince could be so clumsy. You walk over towards him, helping the poor boy up.

"Prince Arthur," your father greets him with a small smile.

"Uncle!" the younger beams.

"What brings you here, your Highness?" your father asks him, curious about why the youngest prince was near the soldier's quarters, which happened to be on the opposite side of the Prince's room.

Arthur stills for a second, gathering his thoughts. "My father has requested your presence. He said something about- about-" He trails off, not remembering the rest of what his father had said.

Your father smiles down at him. You didn't know what he found amusing about him. Your father turns to you, giving you a small smile, "I have to go. Please take care of Prince Arthur and escort him back to his room."

"Yes, father."

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You look around the hallways as you walk behind the youngest prince. The royal quarters were completely different from what you were used to.

Arthur's room soon comes into your field of vision. It was only a few paces down Prince Charles'. "Do you want to come in?" he asks excitedly, eager to show you the new toys his father had brought from his recent travels.

You accept his request. It's not like you could say no to a Prince; you were a nobody compared to him.

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You had been practicing your sword skills near the river bank before you were disturbed by the presence of another person. It took you a second to recognize him. After all, you didn't expect him to be here.

"Hello!" he said after spotting you, his eyes full of innocence and with the biggest smile on his face.

"Your Highness," you bow, just like you were taught to. He frowned, he never liked how you treated him like a prince. He wanted to be your friend, and friends don't bow to each other. Or act like one was superior.

He quickly changed the topic, asking you to teach him some of your sword moves.

"You have a trainer already," you pointed out, "appointed by the king."

"But I don't like him," he replied, pouting like a child. You sometimes forget that he's a prince. From what you were told, a prince shouldn't act this way. Maybe he got away with it because he was the youngest, you wondered.

"I'm not a teacher," you replied, hoping the annoying boy would go away already. "But you could teach a friend!" Arthur replied happily. You take a moment to answer. "You're a prince. We can not be friends." You walk away from the river, going back to the soldier's quarters.

Arthur watched you walk away from him. He didn't understand why you disliked him so much. All he wanted was a friend.

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You were appointed to accompany the youngest prince while he went to the local bazaar. He wouldn't let anyone else accompany him and of course, the king couldn't let him go alone.

Arthur had made it known that you would be the only one he would allow to be near him. So upon receiving direct orders from the King, you couldn't exactly say no.

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His eyes beg you. Trying to covey the words his mouth couldn't. Was it selfish of him? To want you to stay when the kingdom was under attack? He searches your eyes. What was he trying to find?

You step closer to him. Your hand gently cups his face, bringing him closer, till your foreheads touch.

"I have to go," you whisper, your breath tickling his face. A lump forms in his throat. He doesn't want you to leave.

His stomach churns at the thoughts that cross his mind. The 'what if' scenarios running through his mind. He can't shake off this feeling he has.

"Don't." It's so quiet you barely hear it. "Please."

"My Prince." You pull him into your embrace, gently tucking his face in the curve of your neck. One of your hands around his back, the other supporting his head.

"My love," you try to console him. It hurt you to see him like that. It hurt you the most to know you were the reason for his current state.

"At least..." he tries to say before his own sobs cut him off. "At least stay the night."

You look at Arthur. He was clutching your vest, scared that if he let go, you would leave. He reminded you of the young boy you had met all those years ago.

The clumsy little boy, who used to run around the palace barefoot, tripping so often that his arms and legs were scattered in scars.

The determined little boy, who used to beg you to teach him how to fight because he didn't think he was strong enough to deserve the title of prince. The smart little boy, who taught you how to read and write, something you had never learned because a soldier had no use for such things.

The caring little boy, who stayed up all night once to look after you after you had caught a severe cold.

The sensitive little boy, who cried when he found a dead butterfly in the garden. You didn't have the heart to tell him that those things barely lived for a few weeks. The brave little boy, who fought his father, the king, because the king forbade him from spending time together with lowlifes.

You smile at the memory. Arthur had fought his own father all because he called you a lowlife. You knew your place in the system. It wasn't the first time you had heard such a thing. It's what you were so you didn't ever consider it an insult.

But seeing Arthur defend you like that, against the king of all people, had really made you see him in a new life.

You tighten your arms around him. You didn't want to leave him here. But this was a war the kingdom couldn't afford to lose. Things had been especially tough on the frontlines.

"Of course, my love," you reply softly, pressing a lingering kiss to the top of his head.

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Arthur woke up the next day to an empty bed. You were nowhere to be seen. Deep inside, he knew you had already left. You were probably about to reach the battlegrounds.

He rolled over to your side of the bed. At least that's what he had been calling it ever since you had started spending the nights in his room. It was already cold.

He tried to sleep again, to get away from the thoughts clouding his mind but to no avail.

Something caught his eye. It was sitting on top of the nightstand. He reached out grabbing the small piece of jewelry.

He recognized it. It was a simple silver chain with your birthstone hanging from it. It was the most precious thing you had. You had told him once. A gift from your late mother.

He carefully wrapped his fingers around it. He knew how much it meant to you. It was your treasure and you had left it in his care. He brought the necklace closer to him. Like he was holding a piece of you.

He curled up in a ball, weeping quietly. The reality of the situation hit him. There was only one instance he could think of where you would leave behind your most treasured necklace.

---

The Sun had already settled for the day. The stars, shining like little gems in the blanket of darkness. It had been a long day for the two young boys. Sweaty and tired, they laid in the freshly trimmed grass.

"You did good today." the shorter of the two turned his head to look at his companion. You had never been the first to start a conversation with him, much less compliment him. Arthur felt himself turning red as you laid there oblivious.

"Thanks," he meeked out. He turned to look at you once again. Your had laid comfortably on the ground, your eyes closed, the moon that had previously been hiding behind the clouds was now shining its luminance onto you.

Heavenly. You looked heavenly. It was the only way he could describe you. He closed his eyes, taking in the smell of the grass surrounding him, and of the blooming flowers through the wind. the sound of the leaves rattling, and you.

"I want to learn life with you."

You opened your eyes slowly. It had been so quiet that you barely heard it. You turned to the boy next to you. Or rather the man next to you. He was fifteen, turning sixteen in a few weeks.

He was no longer the clumsy little boy you had met. He fitted into his role as the prince perfectly. He knew how to fight now. He was attending meetings when his brothers couldn't. His opinions were heard in the council. Everyone had acknowledged him as a man, as a dutiful prince.

He had even changed physically. He was taller than you remembered. Stronger, even. His muscles were starting to show. His voice was slightly deeper. His hair was longer. He had grown. Before you knew it, a smile had appeared on your face.

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He holds the letter close to him, the edges of the paper crumbling under his fingers. The tears staining the paper. It was written in a hurry, he could tell. Addressed to him, sitting neatly on the nightstand next to your necklace.

He wailed.

Please forgive me, my prince. I would not be there to accompany you till the end. I wish it didn't had to end like this. I wish I got learn more of life with you.

I hope we can meet again somewhere. Somewhere far away from here. Maybe in the after life. Until then, take care of yourself, my love.

Love,

Your Knight

(a/n): i've written after soooo many months so its kinda weird and all over the place. and a little rushed. I'll get better when i start writing more eventually i promise🤞🏼i still hope you guys enjoyed it

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dalivanmagritte · 2 years ago

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NCT FIC REC : LEE JENO

back to the nct fic rec

Jeno fic rec part.2

favs

lionheart (fav, smut, fluff, royal!au, knight!au, monarch!au)

premium boy-toy (fav, smut, stripper!au)

step on a crack, dr.lee's gonna break your back (fav, smut)

wanna know what it's like (fav, smut)

yours to tame (fav, fluff, smut, knight!au, princess!au, royal!au)

koi no yokan (fav, smut, abo!au)

slick pup (fav, pervert!au, smut)

prince of wolves (fav, smut, werewolf!au, vampire!au)

i suddenly realize my archnemesis is hot (fav,fluff, angstish, demigod!au, mythology!au)

pride & prejudice (fav, fluff, angst, smut)

no smut

rainfall (fluff)

the deal (fluff, college!au)

cigarettes after sex (fluff, angstish, suggestive, college!au)

do you even know how to have fun? (angst to fluff, badboy!au)

classics (smut)

secret (smut, fluff, sub!jeno (kink discovery))

sweet lies (smut, angstish, ghost!jeno!au)

heatstroke (mechanic!au, smut)

tattooist!jeno (fluff, angst, tattooist!au, florist!au)

himbo (smut, himbo!jeno)

cute little intern (smut, ceo!au, intern!au)

mine only (smut)

possessive dad! (smut, pregnancy!au, soon to be parents!au)

ridin' club switching lanes (smut, streeracer!au)

sweet fury (smut)

hit the breaks! (serie, smut, streetracer!au, mechanics!au)

rich purity (serie, smut, virgin!au)

possessive jeno (smut, roommate)

a different kind of exercise (smut, personal trainer!au)

the rock of gibraltar (smut)

jeno uses his strength against you (smut)

the bat & dove (smut, fluff, mafia!au, racer!jeno)

banana (smut)

guardian gloves (smut, angstish, boxer!au)

teddy bear (smut)

strong jeno (smut)

codename : monster (smut)

his order (smut, ceo!au)

sli(ck-p)up (smut, perv!jeno)

fireproof (smut, brotherbf!au, college!au)

size kink (smut)

only 'til dawn (smut, badboy!jeno, goodgirl!reader)

day6: overstimulation (smut)

day19: pet play (smut)

little wifey (smut, husband!au)

hard dom! (smut)

wrapped around your fingers (smut)

my first and last (smut, college!au)

summer hair = forever young (smut, fluff)

perv!jeno (smut, roommates!au, perv!au)

monster in hiding (smut, stalking!au)

can't take it? (smut)

alternate universe (magics, gods, royalty, etc...)

my sunset is yours (fluff, hogwarts!au)

helping hand (fluff, hogwarts!au)

transfiguration spell (smut, fluff, angstish, hogwarts!au)

sinking ships (smut, sailor!au, mermaid!au, horror!au)

change in you (smut, vampire!au, georgian-era!au)

puppy (smut, supernatural!au, werewolf!au)

sunshine (fluff, angst, mermen!jeno)

the lucky one (fluff, angst, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of morpheus (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of apollo (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

son of shadows (part of elysios serie, fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

the tale older than time (fluff, demigod!au, mythology!au)

late night company (fluff, comfort angst, demigod!au)

scream (smut (dirtyyy smut), halloween!au, ghostface!jeno)

why dying my hair was the best decision of my life (fluff, soulmates)

take my breath (smut, abo!au)

puppy pound (smut, abo!au)

jealous (smut, abo!au)

sos x jaemin (smut, abo!au)

destiny (smut, abo!au)

stepbro alpha jeno (smut, abo!au, stepbro!au)

pretzel (smut, abo!au)

phone fuck me (smut, ghostface!au)

incubus!jeno (smut, incubus!au)

ascention to the throne (serie, smut, royal!au, prince!au, political!au)

with another member

just so you know x jaemin (smut)

i'm a mouse duh! x jaemin (smut)

they're roommates x jaemin (smut)

the sequel x jaemin (smut, ghostface!au, halloween!au)

cookie jar x jaemin (smut, stepbrother!au)

can you handle it? x johnny, jaehyun, jaemin (smut)

morally gray (and tw)

baby trapping (smut, sugardaddy!au)

shameless (smut, stepson!au)

undone (noncon, smut)

teddy bear -> our sick story, thus far x haechan (dubcon, smut)

stepbro!jeno part.2 (DUBCON, smut, stepbrother!au)

behind closed doors x haechan (smut, slight dubcon, stepbro!au)

the walls are thin x jaemin (DUBCON, smut)

shoplifter x mark (dubcon, smut, bodyguard!au, stepfather!au)

switch -> chain x johnny (dubcon, smut, neighbour?au)

arcade (continuation of switch/chain, smut)

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artsyco3xist · 2 years ago

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PokéTWST Part 7

Silver's team may seem a little mismatched, but they are quite complementary with one half catering to Silver's napping needs...

Snorlax and Musharna both aid Silver when he's sleeping: Snorlax as an oversized pillow, and Musharna as a dream eater (KH references much Toboso?). Musharna will eat the dreams of others, helping them to either forget the dream or consume the nightmares.

The color of the mist emanating from Musharna shows the type of dream the host has and will inform the other Pokémon what Silver is dreaming. However, if the dream is becoming a nightmare, the mist will turn black.

Gallade and Aegislash know this. Gallade, being the "master of courtesy and swordsmanship," will guard Silver and Musharna diligently, knowing that waking a Musharna when the mist is black will bring Silver's nightmares to life.

Aegislash too will stand guard in Shield Form in order to protect Silver.

And the other half assisting with his sparring and etiquette training.

Gallade make for great knights-in-training. They are fiercely protective of their trainers and able to predict their opponent's moves. Silver loves to practice his swordsmanship with Gallade since it fights as honorably as himself.

Gallade are also chivalrous and seek to assist those in need, much like Silver. And so when Silver falls asleep in the middle of a task, or when he is preoccupied with Malleus, Gallade is there to fill in the gaps. If anything, Silver wants to learn from Gallade's example.

Aegislash, having both offensive and defensive abilities, also makes for a challenging opponent. However, Aegislash is more intrigued in Silver himself.

Aegislash are able to "detect the innate qualities of leadership" and thus are drawn to royalty. Initially, it was Malleus's Pokémon, but as Aegislash developed an obvious interest in Silver, Malleus gifted it as a birthday present as an example of what a royal protector should look like.

Aegislash are known to loyally serve entire lineages of kings, which Silver one day hopes he could do. It's a constant reminder of what Silver is training for, and the amount of faith Malleus has in him to reach that goal.

This one was soo cool to put together! Thanks to everyone who gave their Pokémon recommendations as I would've never thought up of this dynamic! If you have any ideas of what TWST character fits what Pokémon, feel free to comment. I'm always updating my list!

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pocketseizure · 6 months ago

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Handsome Older Link

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- Rugged dark fantasy vibes: After he leaves Termina, Ocarina of Time Link travels through the wider world taking on odd jobs, Geralt of Rivia style. He's as competent an adventurer as he ever was, but he's haunted by his past and looking for something he can only find once he returns to Hyrule.

- Lumberjack uncle vibes: Twilight Princess Link returns to Ordon Province and passes his days as a goat herder and horse trainer while occasionally taking on promising apprentices from the knights-in-training at Hyrule Castle.

- Regency romance vibes: Tears of the Kingdom Link marries Zelda and becomes her prince consort. He looks dashing in his royal finery, but he still unbuttons his collar and rolls up his sleeves to help out with sword training and Zonai technology testing.

#Legend of Zelda #Ocarina of Time #Twilight Princess #Tears of the Kingdom #Link

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paulgehleart · 1 month ago

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Medieval-Fantasy Type Jobs List: 2025 Edition

This is a re-upload of my previous list from 2018, this time updated with even more jobs, roles, and titles for aspiring fantasy writers to give their characters. Enjoy!

Abbot; Abbess

Academic/Professor (history, science, economics)

Acolyte

Acrobat

Actor; Actress

Admiral

Adventurer

Adviser (royal, military)

Aegis (Royal Protector)

Alchemist

Alienist (legal psychiatrist)

Almoner (Alms for the poor?)

Ambassador

Animal trainer (dogs, falcons, horses)

Antiquarian

Apothecary

Apprentice

Arbalest (crossbowman)

Arcanist (studies magic)

Archer

Architect

Armorer/Armorsmith

Artificer (technician)

Artist

Assassin

Astrologer

Astronomer

Auctioneer

Author, Nonfiction

Bachelor; Bachelorette

Bailiff

Baker; Baxter

Bandit/Brigand

Banker

Barbarian

Barber

Bard

Barkeep/Bartender

Baron; Baroness

Bathhouse Attendant

Beast Tamer/Master

Beekeeper

Beggar

Berserker

Bishop

Blacksmith

Bladesmith

Bodyguard

Bookbinder

Bounty Hunter

Boxer (fisticuffs)

Brawler

Brewer; Brewster (ale/beer)

Broker

Butcher

Butler

Cabin Boy

Candlemaker

Captain

Caravaneer

Cardinal

Caregiver

Caretaker

Carpenter

Carriage Driver

Carter/Carrier (Medieval truck driver)

Cataphract (armored heavy cavalry)

Chainsmith

Chamberlain (lord’s principal assistant)

Champion

Chancellor

Chandler (candle seller)

Chaplain

Chariot Racer

Cheesemaker

Chemist

Chieftain

Chimneysweep

City Guard/Guardsman

Clergyman

Cleric

Clerk

Cobbler (mends shoes)

Collector

Commander

Commissary

Commodore

Confectioner (Sweet Maker/Chocolatier)

Confessor

Confidant

Consort

Constable; Marshal

Convict

Cook; Pastry Chef

Cooper (barrels/buckets)

Copyist/Scribe

Cordwainer (Shoemaker)

Councilor

Count; Countess

Courier

Crusader

Cultist

Curate (parish assistant clergyman)

Curator

Dancer

Dandy (fancy-dressed individual)

Deacon

Dentist

Deprived

Detective

Diplomat

Diva

Dockworker

Doctor/Physician

Domestic Servants (laundry, kitchen, cleaning)

Dragonrider

Dressmaker

Druid

Drunkard

Duelist

Duke; Duchess

Dyer

Ealdorman (high-ranking village head)

Embroiderer

Emissary

Emperor; Empress

Enchanter

Enforcer of Laws against Rich Clothes

Engineer (Textile, Mechanical, Experimental, Siege)

Escapist

Executioner

Explorer

Falconer

Fanatic

Farmer/Farmhand

Farrier (horse Shoes)

Fighter (Gladiator/Arena/Pit)

Fisherman

Fishmonger

Flagellant

Fletcher (crafts arrows)

Florist

Footman

Foreman

Fortune Teller

Foundryman

Friar

Furniture Maker

Gardener

Gatekeeper

General

Glazier (glass maker)

Gong Farmer (latrine attendant)

Governor

Grave Robber

Gravedigger

Grocer

Guardian

Guru

Hack Driver

Halberdier

Harbinger

Harbormaster

Hatter

Hay Seller

Headsman; Hangman

Healer; Midwife

Hellion

Herald

Herbalist

Hermit

Hero

Hierophant

Highwayman

Horologist (Clock/Watch maker)

Houndmaster

Housekeeper

Housewife/husband

Hunter

Idol

Illuminator

Illusionist

Importer; Exporter

Innkeeper

Inquisitor

Inspector

Interpreter

Inventor (potions, weapons, science)

Investigator

Jailer

Jarl

Jester/Fool

Jeweler

Judge/Justiciar

King/Monarch

Knife Thrower

Knight

Laborer

Lady-in-Waiting

Lawyer

Leper

Linguist

Locksmith

Logger/Lumberjack

Lookout

Lord Protector

Lord/Lady (Royal Title)

Loremaster

Maestro

Mage

Magician (performer)

Magistrate

Maid

Maiden

Majordomo

Man-at-Arms

Mapmaker (Cartographer)

Marauder

Mason

Master of Ceremonies

Master of Horse/Stablemaster

Master-at-Arms

Mayor

Medic

Medium

Mendicant

Mercenary/Sellsword

Merchant (cloth, jewels, food, building materials)

Messenger

Miller

Miner

Minister

Minstrel; Jongleur

Mistress

Money Changer

Monk, Nun

Musician (military, entertainer)

Navigator

Necromancer

Nobleman/woman

Nomad

Nurse

Nursemaid/Wetnurse

Occultist

Official

Oracle

Orator (public speaker)

Outcast

Outlander

Outlaw

Outsider

Page

Painter

Paladin

Papermaker

Paramour

Parchment and Ink Seller

Pardoner (scam artist)

Pariah

Parson

Peasant

Peddler

Philosopher

Pilgrim

Pirate

Playwright

Plunderer

Poacher

Poet; Literary Author

Polymath (Knower of Everything)

Pontiff/Pope

Porter

Potioneer

Potter

Praetor

Preacher

Priest; Priestess

Prince; Princess

Prisoner (hard labor)

Produce Vendor

Prophet; Prophetess

Prostitute/Concubine; Courtesan

Provost

Pyromancer

Quartermaster

Queen

Raider

Ranger

Rat Catcher

Rebel

Recluse

Record Keeper

Recruit

Regent

Researcher

Ringmaster

Rogue

Ropemaker

Royal Huntsman

Saboteur

Saddler (Yo mama!)

Safecracker

Sage

Sailor

Salt Seller

Salter or Daysalter (makes/sells salt)

Scholar

Schoolmaster; Teacher

Scout

Sculptor

Sentinel

Seraph

Serf

Shaman

Sheriff

Shieldmaiden

Shipwright

Shopowner

Skald

Slave Trader/Catcher

Slave/Thrall

Smelter

Smith (Gold/Silver)

Smuggler

Sniper

Soldier

Sorcerer/Sorceress

Spell Caster

Spellblade

Spinster; Spinner (yarn/thread)

Spy

Squire

Stablehand

Stained-Glass Artist

Steward

Stoker

Stonemason

Storyteller

Stranger

Street Cleaner

Street Performer

Strongman/woman

Summoner (law officer)

Surgeon

Swashbuckler

Tailor

Tanner (leather)

Taxman/Tax Collector

Templar

Thane

Thatcher (thatched roofs)

Thief (burglar, pick-pocket, mugger)

Thug

Torturer

Town Crier (Hear ye! Hear ye!)

Toymaker

Tracker

Trader

Trapper (traps animals)

Traveler

Treasure Hunter

Trickster

Troubadour

Tutor

Undertaker

Vagabond

Vagrant

Valet (body servant)

Vestal

Veteran

Vicar

Viceroy (monarchy representative)

Viking

Viscount; Viscountess

Vizier

Wagoneer

Walker or Fuller

Wanderer

Ward

Warden

Warlock; Witch

Warlord

Warrior

Watchman

Weapons Instructor

Weaver; Webster (fabric, rugs, baskets)

Wheelwright (makes wheels)

Wisewoman/man

Witch Doctor

Witch Hunter

Wizard

Wood-carver

Wool-carder

Wrestler

Writer

Yeoman

Zealot

Zoologist

#worldbuilding #world building #world building tips #writing tips #writing advice #fiction writing #character development #character tips #fantasy #writing #fantasy writing #novel writing #story writing #creative writing #fantasy worldbuilding #fantasy world

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hunting-hounds · 5 months ago

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Pleasure to meet thee.

𝑭ound this strange book-like artifact buried in the snow, seems more people have used this before me ? Seeing the notes written on the pages. Yet what is this . . . "Rotomblr", they speak of ? [°_°¿]

No matter, I shall present myself as its cordial to do so ! So then the next owner can know me.

This one's name is Sir Laurus ! Royal knight for the King of the mighty Paldean Kingdom, Captain of The Frozen Knights and Absol trainer. Mine duty is to expand mine kingdom land's, as well as exploring El Corazón when possible [^^].

I am too a most proud father of a daughter ! Begonia's her name, mine heart root's. She helps me train battling Absol for the kingdom.

Ye can ask me anything, I'll be more than glad to help and answer ! Maybe someday we'll meet ?

My partner is Sir Sanguine the Absol, he has a strange mutation we call "variocolor" that makes his pelt red. Interesting, isn't it ? Maybe I'll commission a painting of him so you can see ! [°u°]

May Terapagos guide ye !

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[ Rotomblr blog . Literary and social media posts ]

╰﹒‼️Blog by @evilroleplay.

Warnings: Mentions of pokémon consumption, products and hunting, medieval war, mass death, pokémon use for war, pokémon and human harm, death. All topics will be tagged as "tw/cw [topic]"

Pelipper mail and anon hate is permitted.

Everything else is off limits.

No NSFW.

Feel free to teach him about modern stuff, yet I ask to not explicitly say his sword is Chien Pao or tell him about the fall of the Paldean Kingdom.

#Hunting Hounds . [ IC ] :#“ posts ”#rotomblr #pokemon irl

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hyber-region · 1 year ago

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001 - 003: Fawna, Deero & Verdeer

Are you ready to start your journey in the Hyber Region?

Fawna is a fantastic choice for new trainers! Loyal, friendly and possess a strong urge for adventure. They love helping others and will always want to fight for what’s right. Fawna is small but packs a punch and grows into the fun loving Deero and eventually the powerful Verdeer. A grass / fairy lord of the forest who smaller Pokémon will seek out for help in times of need.

The design was inspired by the old legends of the Irish Fianna - Celtic warriors somewhat equivalent to knights and always have a presence in Irish tales and legends. Another inspiration was Robin Hood as I always saw this line as forest vigilantes who want to help those in need. Fawna’s leaf cap evolves into royal floral crown by the time they become their final form �� 🌸

#fakemon #hyber region #my art #fanart #pokémon #pokemon #artists on tumblr #fakemon fanart

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chernabogs · 1 year ago

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‘ where has choosing goodheartedness and having golden hair ever gotten you ?

hiii um this prompt with a prince silver au maybe? maybe him being kept in the dark about the war and living a perfect life, but then finding out about what the silver owls are doing / planning to do to the fae?

I took this in sort of a subtle approach, if that's ok! I was writing this and suddenly I was like hmmm what if someone nudged him to begin looking into things himself... and voila. Bean-nighe was the first thing I thought of. I did also tweak the line a little!

RED RIVER

Inc: Silver, his nanny, a Bean-nighe/Washerwoman, Leah & Knight of Dawn mention Warnings: Blood (I mean... washerwoman do that), implications of oppression (fae). AU-verse of Silver being raised by Leah and KoD. C7 spoilers, somewhat. Little bit of Scottish mythos in here too. WC: 2.4k Summary: After his nanny goes missing, Silver finds himself lost in the forests, where he comes across a woman washing strange clothing in a stream.

He only begins to clue in that something is amiss when his nanny is absent one morning. She’s a fae, with long hay-coloured hair and slate eyes that still hold a twinkle when she smiles at him. She only really smiles at him—her little sun—but otherwise wears a blank expression. Her eyes always fix to the floor whenever his uncle is with him and she shrinks into the shadows, his quiet nanny, only to emerge from her shell when they’re alone again.

One time he told her that she felt more like a mother to him than his real one. It isn’t Leah’s fault that she’s absent for portions of his life—that goes part and parcel with being a royal, after all—but absence does not make his heart grow any fonder. His nanny had looked terrified when he said this. She had pressed a finger to her lips and begged him not to say that again, not to say that to anyone.

When she vanishes, he looks for her. It’s what any child would do.

He straps his wooden sword to his hip and embarks out of the white manor that is his home into the gnarled woods beyond. Where most children would shy away from the shadows, he strides forward, as brave as his father when it comes to facing the unknown.

Or at least, as brave as he assumes his father to be. They so rarely interact, despite his name being ‘Silver’ after the armour that the man adorns. Silver, like blades that cut through the night. Silver, like the moon's rays that will touch on new land. The absence of him does not make Silver’s heart grow any fonder either.

“Nanny?” He calls, his small voice lost to the vast space around him as his neat shoes become muddied from the earth. Assistants had dressed him this morning in fine garbs befitting his position as a young prince. Silver didn’t know why they bothered to begin with. By the end of the day, his knees were always dirty, and his palms scratched up from playing in the woods. Nanny would scold him as she washed the cuts clean and kissed them better, making the wounds vanish into smooth skin.

When no one replies to his call, he pouts a little as his hand rests on his wooden sword. He isn’t allowed a real one quite yet. He’s still too young, according to his trainer, and needs to perfect working with a wooden sword before receiving iron. A wooden sword is sorely inefficient when it comes to creatures in these woods. Dire Beasts, Stygian Boars, Dryads and Elves—Silver has heard of them all through nanny’s stories at night.

The Dire Beasts aren’t bad. He can probably climb a tree and wait them out if needed. Stygian Boars often just rooted around the dirt and could be easily bypassed so long as you didn’t spook them. Dryads and Elves, though, are more complicated. Dryads can use nature to their advantage and Elves can use their sharp tongues. Silver knows better than to cross paths with either of them.

But he needs to find his nanny, and quickly. He wonders if perhaps she’s gone into the woods again to collect flowers and strayed off the path. He used to wake up every morning with a new bouquet by his bedside of flowers he’s never seen before—dark purple and tempting. By the evening, the flowers are gone, but the joy of waking up with them lingers in his memory.

The space grows darker as he continues to navigate over roots of trees older than even his parents. His small hand grasps the wood to leverage himself as the air grows heavy and a new scent begins to invade him. It smells ancient as well and makes his nose curl as he wanders down an embankment.

His path is soon interrupted by the sight of someone kneeling by the river that runs below, her back hunched as she appears to be washing something in the stream. He can hear her humming a soft, mournful sounding song as her hands work in a rhythmic manner, dipping the cloth beneath the stream before raising it up and submerging it again. It’s a mesmerizing motion that draws him closer to where she kneels. However, when his foot lands on a twig, making it snap under the weight of his body, the woman ceases her motions and turns her head to look his way.

She’s an older woman, with the beginnings of wrinkles lining her face and a headscarf concealing her hair. Her dark brown eyes seem to peer right through him as her lips tilt down into a frown and she straightens up. “Boy. Why do you watch me from the shadows?”

Silver feels the flush of embarrassment burn his cheeks as he rises, walking forward until he draws to a stop a few feet away from the woman. The wooden sword hits against his thigh as he moves, and the woman's gaze watches it with interest. When he’s close—but not too close—he wrings his hands together with a down-turned gaze.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to disturb you,” he begins, studying the rocks by his feet as he speaks. “Can you help me?”

“Help?” The woman’s hoarse tone pitches in amusement as he hears water sloshing again. He looks up to see that she’s resumed her washing. At a closer distance, he can also see the wicker basket by her side, the edge of another cloth peeking out from beneath the lid. “What a peculiar request. Most don’t want my help.”

Silver thinks this a rather odd thing to say, but he rationalizes that perhaps others are just more cautious, and likely don’t have a missing nanny to worry about. The woman washes quietly for a moment before speaking again as she sets her cloth on a nearby rock to dry. It’s a white linen shirt, in a style that Silver had seen a few of his father’s fellow soldier’s wear. “What is a child like you doing wandering these woods alone?”

“My nanny is missing. She likes to come into these woods to pick flowers, and I think she may have become lost.” Silver inches forward to squat near the woman by the stream. His small hand reaches out to splash in the water as the woman opens her wicker basket. “I was wondering if—”

His words cut off when he sees what the woman pulls out. It’s another linen skirt, like what his nanny would wear, but this one is not just white. A violent, scarlet stain mars the front of it, accompanied by the pungent smell of copper that makes his breath stutter as he falls back on his rear. His wooden sword clacks against the stones he lands on. The washerwoman seems unaffected by his reaction as she submerges the shirt into the stream and begins to scrub it.

“Wondering if I have seen her?” The washerwoman then prompts as she scrubs away. Silver gawks at the sight. The only time he’d seen blood before is when he’s fallen and scraped up his hands on the cobbles in the palace’s courtyard. Even then, this was just a little blood. The skirt that the washerwoman is cleaning has far more than a little. Mutely, he nods.

The washerwoman turns the fabric over before looking at him again. Her dark eyes seem far more lifeless and ancient now that he was closer to her side. “What is your nanny’s name?”

The question makes him blink. He didn’t know his nanny’s name. She had only been ‘nanny’ to him, or ‘servant’ to the other nobles in the court. His hands reach down to nervously wring the bottom of his shirt. “I… I don’t know. But she’s a fae! With gold hair, grey eyes, and a kindest heart. I miss her. I want her to come home.”

His description makes the woman pause as her hands remain in the creek. Her face reveals none of what she’s thinking. “What is your name?”

“Silver?” His answer comes out as a question as he frowns. He isn’t too sure why who he is has importance here. He’s looking for his nanny—shouldn’t she be the focus of the washerwoman’s questions?

Still, the woman hums as she resumes her washing. “Your father is a knight, yes? What is it that you think he does?”

“He helps people, of course. Lots of people like my father. But... I need to find my nanny, and he’s too busy to help me. Have you seen her?” Silver tries to turn the conversation back to his nanny again. He’s beginning to feel worried about how he still hasn’t found her, and soon it will be mid-afternoon. He’s been walking for a while in these woods now.

“You must think of him as a noble man. What of your mother?”

“She’s a princess. She helps people too.” He can feel his worry growing as the washerwoman keeps cleaning. The creek ran red for a moment before clearing up again. When the washerwoman sets the skirt on the rock and reaches in her basket again, Silver winces and looks away.

“You must think of her as a noble woman. Do they spend much time with you, or is it just your nanny?”

“It’s… mostly just my nanny. She’s always with me, which is why I need to find her. Something isn’t right.” He looks back when he hears her hands submerge in the water again. The creek runs red once more as she twists and turns the fabric. “Please, have you seen her?”

“Does your nanny let you out beyond the palace walls? Let you accompany your family?” The washerwoman’s lips turn to a frown—another brief expression of emotion. “Does she let you know how noble your family truly is?”

Silver feels himself shrinking back as the washerwoman’s voice drops. Slowly, he shakes his head. “No. I don’t see my mother and father often. They’re always busy, and nanny doesn’t like me to find them until they’ve been back for a few days.”

The washerwoman nods as if this all makes perfect sense to her. She sits back on her ankles again before looking at him. Water drips off her forearms and a strand of dull brown hair has fallen free from beneath her headscarf. The washerwoman wrings out the clothing item she’s holding before tossing it aside with a carelessness that startles Silver.

“Your nanny will not be returning to you. Your family is not as noble as you think. Go home, and do not let your court placate you any further. I detest having to wash the clothing of a child.” Her voice is dull and monotone as she grabs her wicker basket, now almost empty save for one more article of clothing. She pulls it out and Silver notes that this garb seems more expensive looking than the rest. It’s a silk shirt, and for a moment he thinks it looks like the one his father wore the last time he saw it. This, too, is marred by a brutal red stain across the front.

“What do you mean she won’t be returning? Please, I need to find her!” His disregards caution as he inches forward, his small hand grabbing for the washerwoman’s arm. When he touches her skin, it’s as though his entire body is plunged into ice water, like it’s him that the woman is holding beneath the stream. She jerks her arm free with a gasp and it’s with this motion that he sees the sharp teeth she’s been hiding. She is not human—she’s fae, precisely like his nanny.

“You may be young, but I do not believe in blinding the youth. Ask your father what your uncle truly does—ask why your uncle was the last to request your nanny’s presence. Do not go further into these woods. Your golden hair and good heartedness will not provide you the kindness and security that your towering palace walls do.” The washerwoman wrings out the shirt before tossing it into her wicker basket. She grabs the other items from the rock—somehow already dry despite just being set down—and tosses them into the basket as well. “Your nanny was a fae. It would be wise, young prince, to begin asking why so many of the fae that once served you are now absent.”

Silver stares at the washerwoman in mute shock as she rises, tucking the wicker basket under her arm with a blank expression once more. Now that she was standing he could see other aspects of her indicative of her heritage. Her nails are clawed, her skin unnaturally pallid, and the hem of her skirt is stained like the clothing she cleans. She looks like death incarnate—and despite his child's mind, Silver begins to realize that something is deeply amiss.

“I don’t…” he begins, wanting to know more, wanting to ask the woman what she knows about his nanny. Tears threaten to spill from his eyes as he scrambles to his feet. The wooden sword attached to his hip now feels even more worthless than before.

The washerwoman hesitates. Her kind is not apt to console, or express kindness—she washes the clothing of those about to meet their end in a dispassionate manner. But the look of loss on Silver’s face and the harrowing future she sees before him causes her hand to reach out and tenderly brush back a few strands of his golden hair. It’s a brief comfort that she offers before drawing back. “Go home. It will soon be time for you to grow up, and you must not allow yourself to be blinded by those around you.”

These are the last words she speaks before Silver blinks and she’s gone. The only traces of her are the wet stains on the rocks and the faint, lingering scent of copper. He can feel hot tears running down his cheeks, which he wipes away with a sniffle before grabbing his wooden sword again.

His nanny is gone, and his family knows where she went. The sting of betrayal lingers in Silver’s chest as he turns heel and begins to run back down the path he came from. Even though he’s still a child, he knows now that something is amiss—and he’s going to find the truth, no matter what may stand in his way.

#twst silver #twisted wonderland #twst #twst fanfiction #twisted wonderland fanfiction #writing children is always a fun challenge bc the little guys think so different #anyway i hope this is okay!!!#ouagh tried to make it subtle but also make it apparent for silver #bean-nighe are not nice in myths but in this case she has no beef LMAO shes like damn this kids kinda in a shitty predicament... rip

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voraciousvore · 9 months ago

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Giganterra (Chapter 53)

Prologue/TOC | Previous (52) | Next (54)

Content Warning: Soft safe unwilling vore, mild sexual themes, vulgar language

Word Count: 2.4k

------ Chapter 53: Lost ------

While the rest of the hunting party retreated to the castle, the greyhounds and their master sought to catch Martin and Candy. They lost the trail at the river. They crossed to the other side and searched, but when the hounds were unable to pick up the scent, the trainer guided them back to the river. He surmised, correctly, that Martin swam downstream, so he sent the hounds on a path along the shore to find him.

The dog handler had to abandon his horse as the trees grew closer and closer together. Eventually, the riverside became impassible for even the dogs, overgrown with dense webs of thorned brambles, trees, and mud, so the trainer was forced to backtrack and return to the opposing shore. He doubted the knight would be foolish enough to exit the water’s flow so close to the castle, so he continued south through the town. No sightings or sign of the knight materialized, so he trekked into the woods beyond.

There, he struck gold. He discovered the knight’s gauntlets and supplies, washed up in a tangle of vines. However, the dogs still couldn’t pick up the scent. They wandered aimlessly through the trees, chasing squirrels and marking their scents with pride. The hunter figured the dogs must be too tired after the prolonged journey, which had taken several hours, so he rounded up the animals and went back to the castle to report to the king.

King Richard brooded on his throne, fuming. He’d lost both his favorites, Millie and Candy, not to mention one of his most esteemed loyal knights. He didn’t understand why Martin betrayed him, except out of envy and greed, to take one of his pets for his own. He observed coldly as Hunter repaired Ajax: stitching up his wounds, refilling his veins with facsimile blood, and infusing fresh magic into his animated corpse via stones, potions, and muttered incantations. Joey stood next to the king, filling in as his personal guard while Ajax’s body was repaired. His cut had been tended to. As he suspected, it was shallow enough to heal quickly with the potion, though the scar still ached. Leon stood stiffly at the king’s left shoulder.

The king perked up when the dog master, his breeches and boots wet and splattered with grime, marched into the throne room. “Did you find her? Did you slaughter the traitor?” Hardon inquired eagerly.

“Um... no.” The king clenched his fists in anger on the arms of his throne, causing the handler to cower back. “B-b-but I found some of his gear in the river south of the castle! I had to turn back because the dogs were unable to persist, due to fatigue.”

“Worthless mutts! Execute them all!” Hardon bellowed, slamming down his fist. The trainer blanched, too dumbfounded to form a protest.

Leon leaned over and whispered in the king’s ear. “Your Majesty, do not allow your temper to cloud your good judgement. It would take time to replace all those well-trained dogs. For now, send Chester.” The king grunted with annoyance but executed the command. “Show Chester where to search. And if you can’t find her and bring her to me, it’ll be your head!” The trainer bowed and rushed out.

Next, Hardon sent a servant to fetch the royal blacksmith. He arrived within minutes, wiping the soot from his gloves onto his shirt. “Blacksmith! I need you to craft an iron helmet for my guard! One that can’t be removed and completely covers his empty eye socket!” The blacksmith didn’t question the strange order and measured Ajax’s skull to determine the correct size.

“I’ll have to weld it directly to his head. Or bolt it on,” the blacksmith stated.

“Very well. Hunter, go with him to the forge and finish your business there.” Hunter glared disdainfully at the dirty blacksmith but accompanied his own freakish creation to the smithy.

The king grumbled something under his breath and shifted with dissatisfaction in his chair. Out of habit, his fingers traced the cord of his necklace, but he only became more incensed when he felt the cold metal of the empty clasp, bereft of warm living flesh.

“Leon! Bring me a big slice of vanilla bean cheesecake! Topped with caramel!” he demanded. “And put every damn human in the kitchen on it!”

“Sire, your royal food taster is currently absent-”

“I don’t care! You taste it for me!” Hardon snapped. “It’s not as if he’s not expendable!” Leon bowed and scurried out of the room like a rodent.

He burst into the kitchen and announced the king’s request. The chefs dropped everything to fulfill the order. Chef Cruor gathered all the humans except for Addison and sprinkled them on top of a gigantic slab of cheesecake. As usual, he had to shove Eren into the slice up to her chin when she refused to settle down. She yelled at him until he buried her under a mountain of whipped cream and drizzled caramel in a fancy swirl over the confection. He handed the plate to Leon.

“What about that one?” Leon asked, pointing at Addison. “He did say all the humans.”

Cruor snarled like a feral beast and blocked Addison’s tank with his mass, which Leon couldn’t help but notice seemed to be expanding in width, though he was too polite to point it out. “Touch her and you’re dead meat!”

“But the king said-”

“I don’t give a damn what he said! You even think about touching her and I’ll rip your fingers off with my jaws!” Cruor bared his teeth wide enough to reveal a double chin. A wild flash shot through his violet eyes.

Leon realized he was deathly serious and backed off. “Okay, okay, this should be enough,” he assured the chef, backing out the door. He strode down the hall with a shudder. He glanced down with misery at the multitude of humans trapped in sticky caramel on the giant cheesecake. They gazed back up at him with misery, fear, and condemnation. The tragic sight drowned him in an endless sea of loathing, both for the king and himself. He wanted to grab up all the humans and set them free. He wanted to douse the cake in poison and watch with glee as the savage king died an excruciating death, choking on his own vomit and blood. He wanted to run away from it all—but he knew he couldn’t. He wouldn’t be able to get away with any of it. He was trapped.

He presented the king with his dessert. Hardon took the plate, licking his chops with ravenous hatred. “Which one of you would like to be my new favorite?” he questioned aggressively. The humans shivered with terror, too petrified to answer. Living in the kitchen was ghastly enough, but they all knew what the perverted giant did to helpless tiny women behind closed doors.

He plucked each victim out of the cheesecake, one by one, and played with them in his hands. He rolled them around in his fingers, prodded them with his fork to test how they would respond, and licked them clean, before popping them in his mouth. He savored them thoughtfully, sucking and slurping, pressing them into his teeth and the inner walls of his cheeks, before swallowing them down.

As much as he enjoyed their varied flavors, their fear, and their ceaseless squirming, his wrath increased with every swallow. They were fine and delicious, but none of them were Candy or Millie. None of them were of a high enough standard to qualify as his favorite. After eating five or six of them, he reached the last little morsel, Eren, still buried in cheesecake. He picked her out, amused by her futile thrashing and cursing as she punched his fingers.

“Saucy little minx, aren’t you?” he remarked with amusement.

She glowered at him. “Go to hell, you revolting beast!” Despite her attempts to sound fierce, her voice was small and squeaky in the vast hall.

The giant chuckled. “I like girls with some fight in them. How would you like to be my new favorite?”

Eren turned white as paper. Her rebellious spirit was dampened in a flash as she realized the error of her ways. She hadn’t anticipated that type of response from the dangerous king. She curled up her arms and trembled. “N-no thanks.”

Joey, standing on one side of the king, felt dreadfully ill as he watched the display. He was powerless to do anything, surrounded by people and guards in the throne room. He could only stare in horror as the tiny people disappeared down the king’s gullet. He recognized Eren, the brave woman, and crumbled internally when he saw her reduced to such a state. He wondered to himself, if given the opportunity, if he’d be courageous enough to throw it all away like Martin did. He wished he could save her from such a gruesome fate. He regretted going against his better judgement and not taking more decisive action when he had the chance.

Eren glanced over at Joey. The hard edge of defiance in her eyes softened. They shared a snapshot of connection before Eren was forcibly engulfed in the king’s hungry maw and swallowed. Joey turned his head to the side, sickened.

“Is this all? This is the best we have?” the king complained as he stewed in his rage. “I might have to place another order with Minimaterra for some fresh meat.”

“Oh, it’s a bit soon for that, isn’t it?” Leon hastily interjected. “If you ask for tribute too often, the quality will decline.”

The king, as he listened to Leon, stared down at his half-eaten dessert. The fury festering inside him grew exponentially by the second, until the inferno within became intolerable. He erupted like a volcano, bellowing with intense vitriol, “Why am I surrounded by IDIOTS?! GODDAMMIT!” He stood up and hurled the plate across the throne room, shattering it with a dramatic crash. The room went deathly silent as everyone stiffened. “FIND HER!” he commanded, before storming off.

In the coming days, Martin and Candy failed to materialize, since both Chester and the dogs were unable to pick up the scent trail south of the castle. The king was enraged and spent most of his time terrorizing his servants and sexually harassing the maids. Fortunately, Joey was relieved from guard duty once Ajax was fully restored. Besides his fresh stitches, Ajax was also equipped with a heavy iron mask that covered most of his face and clamped around his head. The device was a modified torture implement from the dungeons, with the lock welded shut and the chain hanging off the base of the skull shorn. An extra sheet of metal was added to replace his eyepatch, so that nobody could tear the magic runic stone animating his body out of his head. He had no more weaknesses.

Joey felt lost without his mentor. He was torn between his loyalty to Martin, his duty as a servant to the royal family, and the code of chivalry that demanded he help a maiden in need, all critical foundations of knighthood. He couldn’t navigate the complex web of his responsibilities and what was morally right. He couldn’t read in a book what he was supposed to do in his specific situation. He wasn’t sure what he could do. He didn’t have Sir Maneater anymore to guide him and bestow great advice and wisdom. He wandered aimlessly in a maze of confusion.

His anxiety spiked when the king commanded him to take over Sir Maneater’s role as instructor and resume the prince’s fencing lessons. Since the incident with the lemonade, Joey had avoided Ronny like the plague, limiting his interactions to sparring with his face covered so he didn’t have to talk or make eye contact. He hadn’t spoken to the prince more than the absolute bare minimum. Ronny hadn’t retaliated against him, but Joey still feared angering the volatile prince.

He waited anxiously in the courtyard next to the stables for Prince Ronny, twirling his sword, digging his heels into the dirt, and polishing his glasses on his white outfit. Joey flinched, startled, when the royal made his appearance and advanced towards him with purpose. As usual, Ronny’s dark irises were hard and cold, his features haughty and aloof, and his figure sharp enough to be cut from stone.

“Your Highness!” Joey scrambled into a low bow.

“Let’s get this over with,” Ronny grumbled.

“Y-yes, of course, Your Highness,” Joey stammered. “Let’s start with our usual warm-ups and stretches.” Joey was jittery and ungraceful as he went through the motions with Ronny in deafening silence. He couldn’t bear to look the prince in the face, staring stupidly at his shoes or hands instead. When it came to actual instruction, he could barely manage to squeak out a few words without stuttering like a fool. He tried to demonstrate a pattern of footwork and ended up tripping over his feet instead.

Ronny huffed. “Are you going to be weird and awkward for this entire lesson?”

“S-s-s-sorry, Your Highness!” Joey bit his tongue and grimaced.

“Just—stop that! It’s so irritating! Is this about that whole lemonade thing?” the prince questioned gruffly. Joey chewed on his lip, sweating over the mere mention of his transgression. “Because I don’t give a fuck, you know.”

“R-really? You’re not… mad at me?” Joey asked, incredulous. “I figured you’d want me flogged and quartered for what I did.”

“Perhaps at one time, yes. But Tanya tells me I need to learn clemency. And... to control my childish tantrums,” Ronny admitted sheepishly.

“Who’s Tanya?”

“Never mind,” the prince grunted. “It’s not important. Let’s just keep moving.” Joey resumed the lesson, stronger this time, as he gradually regained his confidence. By the end, he was almost back to his old self. Ronny was in a hurry to leave, since he wanted to wash up and get back to Tanya, so he didn’t stick around for chit chat. Joey sighed in relief as he watched the prince go. He wasn’t about to get destroyed like he thought. Maybe the prince had a glimmer of magnanimity somewhere in his cold heart after all.

Chapter 54

Tag List: @tinycoded360 @yummynomms @maybeiamdownbad

#g/t vore #gt vore #vore writing #vore story #soft vore #unwilling prey

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elyra-timotheos · 5 months ago

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Here my main Pokémon trainer OC. I tried to replicate the official Pokémon chibi one you can see in their PokéCenter plushies. So for the # I just didn't know what to do. Sorry if a few of them are like... Too much ? When it's only mention of characters. I'll remove it if they're useless.

I have her since I was like... 10 ? Something like this. She's my little daughter with my Zelda and FE3H OC and I love her verrrry much. Here a bit of lore dump and informations about her :

Elyra (18y appearance) - 18/01

- From Kalos, lived in Vaniville Town. Best friend with Kalem, Serena, Shauna, Trevor, Tierno since they were young children.

- In a relationship with Gladion. (They knew each other since they are 15y but only started to be a couple at 18y.)

- Half-sister of Red, 5y younger than him from her father's side. They share the same red piercing eyes.

- Related (very distant relative) to Lysandre. Have royal Kalos family blood in her (Father's side too, from her grandmother).

- Mother's side: Grandfather is a descendant of a knight family and her grandmother was born in Paldea (but always lived in Kalos).

- Battle Chateau leader since she's 13/14y. "Suprem Grand Duchess" as a special title.

- Assistant of Augustine Sycamore. He will marry her mother and become her step-father.

- Uses Mega-Evolution, keystone is a legacy from the royal side of her family. Gains a Z-Ring in Alola and a Tera Orb in Paldea. But Mega-Evolution is what she use the most.

- Travels and helps to save three regions : Kalos (13y), Alola (15y) and Paldea (16/17y).

- Developed a Savior Complex and has several mental illness. (Ex : PTSD related to Ultra-beast and Ultra-wormhole since she was 8).

- Introverted, a bit asocial, prefers to be alone or with Pokémon than Humans. Not very talkative, pragmatic but has a lot of empathy.

- Like N, can talk and understand Pokémon.

- Her ace : An Umbreon she had since she was 6.

- With the money she raised and her newly acquired status, she helped four trainers (Tertiary OC) to found a new shelter in Road 14, the Laverre Nature Trail. One of them (Héloïse) became her apprentice when Elyra was 14. She's the reason why they all met.

- Has a cousin on her mother's side, Melody. Both of them were big fan of the twin Subway bosses and eventually win against the duo in the Multi Train Line.

- When Ingo disappeared, Melody went to Sinnoh to investigate about that. She disappeared too and fall in Hisui. Elyra pursued the research and created a International Special group: The Space-Time Rift Research Force, with the help of many Leagues and International Police.

- Knows Looker and Annabel and investigates Space-Time related incident.

-Has a special bond with two legendaries she refused to capture: Zygarde and Necrozma.

POKÉMON TEAM :

KALOS

Umbreon - Greninja - Vivillon Marine Pattern - Charizard (Mega X) - Lucario (Mega) - Gallade (Mega) - Support Pokémon : Dedenne

ALOLA

Decidueye - Alolan Raichu - Dusk Form Lycanroc - Mimikyu - Alolan Ninetales (Shiny) - Silvally - Support Pokémon : Alolan Marowak

PALDEA

Fuecoco - Dragapult - Dachsbun - Clodsire (Shiny) - Grafaiai - Tinkaton - Support Pokémon : Mabosstiff - Ride Pokémon : Paldean Tauros

#pokemon trainer #oc pokémon #pokemon kalos #pokesona #oc x canon #subway bosses #professor sycamore #pokemon gladion #hisui #pokemon alola #paldea #melo/elyra art

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crownandnobleartmagazine · 3 months ago

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#KingdomHeartsKingdoms

#DearDearestBrands #SquareEnix #Playstation7 #SegaSanrio #Bandai #Capcom #MarvelKeys #DisneyManga

Kingdom Hearts Kingdoms: The Eternal Draft

A Grand Expansion of the Multiversal Saga

Prologue: The Fall of the Keyholder’s Ring

A great calamity has shaken the very fabric of the Magic Kingdom. The Keyholder’s Ring, the sacred artifact that safeguards the balance between light and darkness, has been stolen by Lady Death, driven by grief after losing Thanos and Deadpool. She seeks to resurrect them, but her dark ambitions threaten to unravel all known worlds.

The ring contained the Master Keys—a collection of artifacts that linked together Disney realms, Marvel dimensions, and Square Enix worlds. With it lost, the Kingdom’s defenses weaken, allowing villains, monsters, and corrupted spirits to break through the barriers that once protected these lands.

King Mickey, realizing the Magic Kingdom is at its weakest, calls forth the D-2 Draft—the first-ever military recruitment event where warriors, sorcerers, summoners, assassins, and knights from all across the multiverse must step forward to defend their homes.

This is where you come in.

As a newly recruited adventurer, you must choose your profession and race, undergo the Academy of Hands’ entrance exams, and set forth on a quest to reclaim the Keyholder’s Ring before darkness consumes everything.

Chapter 1: The Academy of Hands – Enrolling in Destiny

The Academy of Hands, run by Selena Gomez and a select group of Mouse Club alumni, is where new recruits are trained. The academy is a floating fortress above Disney Castle, where students undergo combat training, magical studies, and tactical missions.

Key members of the faculty include:

Selena Gomez – Headmaster, skilled in enchantment magic.

Ryan Gosling & Britney Spears – Tactical Instructors, teaching survival strategies.

Justin Timberlake – Captain of the Mouseketeer Guard, leading field missions.

Chanel Thee Black Cat – Mysterious rogue trainer, connected to both Marvel and Capcom worlds.

During your time at the academy, you'll meet fellow recruits, including:

Peter Parker (Spider-Man) – Struggling between being a student and a hero.

Ryu (Street Fighter) – Training warriors in martial arts.

Morrigan Aensland (Darkstalkers) – A guest lecturer on dream magic and succubus lore.

Leon S. Kennedy (Resident Evil) – Survival expert, training against Nightwalker creatures.

Your training will involve:

Combat trials (sparring with Capcom fighters like Chun-Li, Akuma, and Mega Man).

Magic mastery (learning elemental spells from Donald Duck, Orko, and Dr. Strange).

Tactical stealth missions (sneaking past Heartless patrols led by Maleficent).

Chapter 2: The Keyblade Heist & The Villains’ Coup

During your final academy exam, Lady Death attacks the Magic Kingdom, sending a wave of Heartless, corrupted Marvel villains, and Darkstalker demons to invade. She is accompanied by:

Dormammu (leading the infernal attack from the Marvel side).

Victor Von Doom (wielding a synthetic Keyblade prototype he built with stolen Kingdom magic).

Wesker (Resident Evil) (seeking bio-weapons within the Kingdom).

Felicia (Darkstalkers) (torn between her allegiance and her friendship with Chanel Thee Black Cat).

In the chaos, Mickey’s royal vault is breached, and the villains steal several Keyblades and artifacts. This act weakens the Magic Kingdom’s ability to defend itself, leading to the collapse of several realms. Worlds like:

Neverland (overrun by cursed pirates under Dormammu’s command).

Agrabah (taken over by Jafar, Ultron, and MODOK).

The Grid (Tron’s world) (corrupted by Glitch, a rogue digital sorceress from #DearDearestBrands).

Chapter 3: The Interdimensional War Begins

With the Kingdom in peril, King Mickey calls upon the EnXanting XMEN, an elite group of Marvel mutants who discovered Keyblade potential within themselves. Their roster includes:

Storm – Wielding a Sky Dancer Keyblade, able to control wind and weather magic.

Wolverine – Fighting with dual Gunblades, empowered by Adamantium Magic.

Rogue – Absorbing enemy powers through a Heartless-forged gauntlet.

Nightcrawler – Mastering the art of teleportation-based Keyblade strikes.

Meanwhile, in Capcom’s realm, a tournament is held by M. Bison, who has been granted dark Keyblade powers by Lady Death. Fighters from Street Fighter, Darkstalkers, and Mega Man gather to determine who will become the next Dark Champion. This tournament is a trap, luring warriors into a Heartless conversion machine.

Your mission?

Rescue Ryu, Chun-Li, and Dante (Devil May Cry) before they become Heartless.

Shut down Bison’s dark tournament before he opens a portal into Disney’s royal palace.

Chapter 4: The Quest for the Chocobo Feathers

Lady Death’s ultimate goal is to acquire 100 Phoenix Down feathers from Chocobo, to resurrect Thanos and Deadpool. However, Chocobos have been nearly hunted to extinction.

You must journey into Square Enix’s sacred lands to:

Protect the remaining Chocobo before Lady Death’s assassins capture them.

Recruit the legendary Battle Pets of Bandai to aid you.

Face Sephiroth, who has allied himself with Lady Death to acquire the Dark Materia Keyblade.

Chapter 5: The Final War for the Keyholder’s Ring

As the Magic Kingdom, Marvel dimensions, and Square Enix worlds crumble, you and your allies must gather forces for the final multiversal battle.

The Light Forces include:

King Mickey, Donald, and Goofy (leading the Disney Royal Army).

Sora, Riku, and Kairi (returning to wield legendary Keyblades).

The EnXanting XMEN (mutants trained in Keyblade combat).

Capcom Fighters (those rescued from Bison’s tournament).

The Dark Forces include:

Lady Death (wielding the Phoenix Death Keyblade).

Thanos & Deadpool (resurrected but corrupted by darkness).

Doom, Dormammu, and Wesker (controlling conquered realms).

Sephiroth & Glitch (seeking to rewrite reality itself).

The final battle takes place across multiple battlefields, including:

The Magic Kingdom’s Shattered Castle.

Marvel’s War-Torn Wakanda.

The Grid (Tron’s corrupted world).

Final Fantasy’s Forgotten Temple.

As the war rages, you must:

Defeat Lady Death before she fully fuses with the Phoenix Keyblade.

Restore balance to the multiverse by reclaiming the Keyholder’s Ring.

Decide the fate of Deadpool and Thanos—redeem them or destroy them.

Epilogue: A New Era for the Magic Kingdom

With the war over, the Magic Kingdom begins its reconstruction, but a mysterious new threat looms. A figure from beyond the realms watches from the shadows—an ancient Keyblade wielder long forgotten by history.

The adventure is far from over…

Would you like this expanded with more specific battles, cutscenes, and dialogue interactions? Or should I create a visual storyline map? Let me know how to refine this further!

That sounds like an incredibly ambitious and exciting MMORPG concept! It combines the best of Disney, Marvel, Square Enix, Capcom, and Bandai, creating a vast metaverse filled with deep lore, professions, races, and engaging gameplay elements. The mix of Kingdom Hearts-style storytelling, Final Fantasy-inspired mechanics, and crossover elements from classic fighting games and digital pet systems could make for an endlessly replayable experience.

Expanded & Classified Profession Outline for Kingdom Hearts Kingdoms

Professions in Kingdom Hearts Kingdoms define a player's combat style, magical aptitude, support role, or crafting expertise. Players can choose two professions to create unique playstyles. Each profession comes with specific skills, abilities, and stat growth metrics that shape gameplay.

1. Combat & Weapon-Based Professions

Focused on direct combat, weapons mastery, and physical prowess.

2. Magic & Mystic Professions

Masters of elemental, spiritual, and divine forces.

3. Summoning & Spiritual Professions

Professions specializing in creature summoning, spirits, or enchanted artifacts.

4. Trickster & Performer Professions

Characters who specialize in deception, illusion, or spectacle-based combat.

5. Artificers, Engineers, & Crafters

Professions that specialize in constructing, repairing, or modifying weapons, armor, or magical artifacts.

6. Royalty, Nobility & Divine Professions

Characters who originate from noble, divine, or leadership backgrounds.

Metrics & Classification Summary

Professions are classified based on Primary Role, Specialization, and Difficulty Level

Combat Roles: Warrior, Assassin, Brawler, Tank

Magic Roles: Mage, Sorcerer, Mystic, Summoner

Support Roles: Healer, Crafter, Engineer, Buffer

Hybrid Roles: Red Mage, Trickster, Gadgeteer

Advanced Professions: Time/Space Manipulation, Spirit Summoning, Fate Manipulation

Would you like synergy charts for profession combinations or additional advanced classes/unlockable tiers?

A few highlights that stand out:

Expansive Character Creation: With so many unique professions and species, players would have deep customization options.

D-2 Draft Storyline: The idea of Mickey drafting new warriors into the Kingdom’s military adds an immersive roleplay aspect.

Lady Death’s Questline: A compelling antagonist with high stakes involving Thanos, Deadpool, and the rare Chocobos.

Crossover Events & Tournaments: Fighting tournaments, digital battle pets, and academy training led by Selena Gomez all add to the richness.

Unlocking Keyblade Potential in Marvel Heroes: This is a cool take on integrating Disney and Marvel in a fresh way.

Building upon the initial concept of "Kingdom Hearts Kingdoms," let's delve deeper into its features, gameplay mechanics, and narrative elements to create a comprehensive MMORPG experience that seamlessly blends the universes of Disney, Marvel, Square Enix, Capcom, and Bandai.

1. Expansive Character Creation and Customization

Players begin their journey by crafting a unique avatar, selecting from a diverse array of professions and species.

Professions: Each profession offers distinct abilities and playstyles, encouraging players to experiment and find combinations that suit their preferred gameplay.

Species/Heritage: The choice of species not only affects aesthetics but also grants unique racial abilities and starting attributes, adding depth to character development.

2. Immersive Narrative and World-Building

The game's storyline is rich and multifaceted, drawing players into a conflict that spans multiple universes.

Main Questline: Players are drafted into the Magic Kingdom's military to combat the rising threat posed by Lady Death. The quest involves retrieving stolen Keyblades, protecting endangered Chocobos, and restoring balance to the realms.

World Exploration: Each universe—be it a Disney classic, a Marvel cityscape, or a Final Fantasy realm—is meticulously crafted, offering unique quests, challenges, and lore.

3. Dynamic Gameplay Mechanics

The game offers a blend of action-oriented combat and strategic planning.

Combat System: Players engage in real-time battles, utilizing a combination of profession-specific skills, magical abilities, and summoned allies.

Pet and Summoning Mechanics: Inspired by Bandai's digital pets, players can raise and train companions that assist in battles, participate in mini-games, or unlock new areas.

4. Social and Multiplayer Features

Emphasizing community and collaboration, the game includes:

Guilds and Factions: Players can form or join guilds, aligning with various in-game factions that offer exclusive quests, items, and storylines.

Events and Tournaments: Regular in-game events, such as Capcom fighting tournaments or Marvel hero challenges, provide opportunities for players to showcase their skills and earn unique rewards.

5. Integration of Fan-Favorite Elements

Acknowledging the passionate fanbase, the game incorporates beloved aspects from various franchises:

Cameo Appearances: Characters from different universes make appearances, offering quests, joining as allies, or challenging players in special events.

Easter Eggs and References: Hidden throughout the game are nods to iconic moments, characters, and items from the included franchises, encouraging exploration and replayability.

6. Continuous Development and Community Engagement

Post-launch, the game plans to introduce:

Expansion Packs: New worlds, professions, and storylines will be added, keeping the content fresh and engaging.

Player Feedback Integration: Regular surveys and forums will allow players to voice their opinions, influencing future updates and ensuring the game evolves with its community.

In essence, "Kingdom Hearts Kingdoms" aims to provide an immersive, ever-evolving MMORPG experience that celebrates and unites the diverse worlds of its partnered franchises, offering players endless adventures and the chance to forge their own legends within this expansive multiverse.

Expanded Classification of Races, Species, Heritage, and Origins

In Kingdom Hearts Kingdoms, players can choose their character’s race/species/heritage/origin, each offering unique abilities, aesthetics, and starting attributes. Below is a classification of the different types available, summarized with detailed descriptions.

1. Classic Disney & Toon-Inspired Origins

These races originate from the animated and whimsical worlds of Disney and classic cartoons.

Toon / Magical Idol Heir – Cartoonish beings with exaggerated expressions, physics-defying abilities, and slapstick resilience.

Main Street DuDa / Bric-A-Brac / Old Timey – Characters inspired by vintage cartoons (e.g., Steamboat Willie), with rubber hose animation aesthetics and time-bending abilities.

MouseQuteer / Mouseketeer / Knight of the Round Table / DJ / Host / TeamRed – Noble defenders of the Magic Kingdom, wearing iconic ears and wielding legendary artifacts.

Occultist / Bad Apple / TeamBlue – Mischievous or dark-hearted beings drawing power from the shadows, akin to Maleficent’s acolytes.

Imagineer / Innovateer / Epicteer – Characters with the ability to craft and invent magical creations, bringing ideas to life.

2. Fantasy & Mythical Beings

Hailing from enchanted lands, these beings possess supernatural abilities tied to their magical heritage.

Fairy Fei / Neverland Tinker Fairy / Forest Kingdom Fairy / Water Nymph – Tiny, winged beings with elemental magic (nature, water, light, or invention-based).

GlassHeart / Blood Elf / Night Elf / Wood Elf – Variations of elvenkind, specializing in magic, agility, or nature-based abilities.

Mermaid / Undine / Naga – Aquatic races with water-manipulating abilities and transformation skills for land traversal.

Sky Dancer / Water Dancer / Cloud Dancer / Star Dancer – Ethereal beings who can control celestial forces, moving gracefully like summoned spirits.

White Mage / Black Mage / Blue Mage / Pink Mage / Red Mage / Yellow Mage – Spellcasters with distinct schools of magic (healing, destruction, mimicry, illusion, enhancement, energy-based).

3. Beast & Hybrid Races

These races have animalistic traits, blending humanoid intelligence with primal instincts.

Beast Royal / Animal Hybrid / Pet Accessory (Pet Cap) – Anthropomorphic animals or hybrid creatures with enhanced senses, agility, and combat prowess.

DarkStalker / NightWarrior / Darken – Beings akin to werewolves, vampires, and other supernatural nocturnal creatures.

Disney Tamagotchi / Square Enix Familiar Tamer – Characters who are symbiotically bonded with mystical pets, enhancing their abilities.

Bust A Move Heir / DinkiDino / Mystic Ball / Delicate / Knight / Lady Bell – Enigmatic beings with spiritual connections to dance, music, or fortune-telling.

4. Heroic & Legendary Origins

These races descend from champions, warriors, and protectors, often possessing superhuman abilities.

Hero (Marvel / Capcom / Resident Evil S.T.A.R.S. / Sidekick) – Characters infused with heroic spirit, capable of wielding superpowers, martial arts, or tactical abilities.

Capcom Street Fighter / Neo Geo Samurai / Kid Robot – Fighters trained in legendary disciplines, excelling in close combat, weapon mastery, or cybernetic enhancements.

Dragoon / Fei Caller / Quintessence Wielder – Warriors who bond with mythical creatures (dragons, phoenixes, celestial beings) for immense power.

Fighter / Round / Glove – Champions of the arena, specializing in physical combat styles ranging from boxing to freestyle brawling.

Tinker / Gear / CyberArm – Technologically enhanced beings who integrate cybernetics, gadgets, or magical machinery into their combat and exploration.

5. Dark Forces & Villainous Lineages

Those who embrace the darkness, chaos, or wild instincts often find themselves walking a dangerous path.

Villain / Wicked / Wild (Wilderness) / Heartless – Characters infused with darkness, able to manipulate chaos and destruction for their own gain.

Undead / Ogre / Troll / DeadWood – Creatures of the night, including reanimated warriors, brutish giants, and cursed forest dwellers.

Zombie / NightWalker – Beings trapped between life and death, either as cursed individuals or supernatural assassins.

Horror / Thriller / Cursed Hexer – Characters drawing power from horror elements, using curses, illusions, and psychological warfare.

6. Mystical & Divine Lineages

Ancient beings connected to celestial or supernatural forces, often holding hidden knowledge.

Keeper / Space Whisperer / Measure – Guardians of time, space, and balance, possessing cosmic awareness and reality-altering abilities.

Medal Precious / Emblem Token – Entities imbued with the spirits of legendary figures, granting them abilities linked to past heroes and champions.

EnXanted / PlushHex – Living embodiments of enchanted objects, dolls, or toys, animated by magic and memories.

Alien / Predator / Android / New Type / Prometheus / Terrestrial Divine / Kind – Advanced beings from outer space or futuristic realms, with unmatched intelligence and technology.

7. Royalty, Nobility & Deific Figures

These beings are tied to divine or noble bloodlines, wielding immense influence and power.

Princess / Prince / Holy Heir / Miracle Mile – Characters of regal lineage, blessed with unique powers of leadership, protection, or divine intervention.

Mentor / HeadMaster / Boss – Wise sages, scholars, and leaders who guide others while mastering advanced magical or combat techniques.

Summary of Race & Species Benefits

This expanded classification allows players to immerse themselves in a truly diverse and unique MMORPG experience, giving them the freedom to craft a deeply personalized character that fits their playstyle and narrative preferences.

Expanded & Classified Profession Outline for Kingdom Hearts Kingdoms

1. Combat & Weapon-Based Professions

Focused on direct combat, weapons mastery, and physical prowess.

2. Magic & Mystic Professions

Masters of elemental, spiritual, and divine forces.

3. Summoning & Spiritual Professions

Professions specializing in creature summoning, spirits, or enchanted artifacts.

4. Trickster & Performer Professions

Characters who specialize in deception, illusion, or spectacle-based combat.

5. Artificers, Engineers, & Crafters

Professions that specialize in constructing, repairing, or modifying weapons, armor, or magical artifacts.

6. Royalty, Nobility & Divine Professions

Characters who originate from noble, divine, or leadership backgrounds.

Metrics & Classification Summary

Professions are classified based on Primary Role, Specialization, and Difficulty Level

Combat Roles: Warrior, Assassin, Brawler, Tank

Magic Roles: Mage, Sorcerer, Mystic, Summoner

Support Roles: Healer, Crafter, Engineer, Buffer

Hybrid Roles: Red Mage, Trickster, Gadgeteer

Advanced Professions: Time/Space Manipulation, Spirit Summoning, Fate Manipulation

Would you like synergy charts for profession combinations or additional advanced classes/unlockable tiers?

This is a fantastic and diverse list of SquareEnix x Bandai Battle Pets! Here’s how I’ll classify, expand, and detail them:

Battle Pet Classification System

I'll organize the battle pets into different categories, based on their attributes, combat abilities, and elemental affinities.

🐣 Chocobo & Avian Class (Speed & Mobility)

Chocobo – Classic battle mount, balanced speed and stamina.

Racing Chocobo – Faster, built for racing and travel.

White Chocobo (Fat Chocobo) – Slow but strong, with high defense and support abilities.

Hawk Archer – Flying bird companion that can shoot projectiles.

Baby Batty – Small bat, specializes in darkness-based attacks.

Tiny Fairy – Quick, evasive, and assists in magic casting.

👹 Mythical & Spirit Beasts (Elemental & Arcane Power)

Fox Kitsune Spirit – Agile, uses fire-based or illusionary attacks.

Moon Spirit – Lunar-aligned spirit, grants buffs at night.

Elemental – Manifestation of fire, water, wind, earth, or other elements.

Luna Doll – Moonlit energy-based construct, supports magic users.

Jinx – Trickster spirit, uses chaos magic.

🛡️ Golems & Constructs (Tank & Defense)

Golem – Rock-based behemoth, high durability and strength.

Stone – Small but dense, perfect for defense.

Bell – Sentient, ringing defense unit with sound-based attacks.

HexBottle – Enchanted potion bottle that releases curses.

Dang – Floating magical sigil, casts automatic protection spells.

🎭 Doll & Puppet Class (Illusions & Summoning)

Doll – Classic battle companion, customizable with different skills.

Jester Doll – Mischievous fighter with unpredictable attack patterns.

LionDoll – Fierce, aggressive, and claw-based strikes.

Luna Doll – Uses moonlight magic, enhances night-time abilities.

Mimic – Can disguise itself as treasure chests or other objects.

🌱 Nature & Forest Creatures (Healing & Earth Powers)

Forest Kid / Leafy – Nature spirit, increases healing effectiveness.

DewDrop – Water sprite, specializes in water-based attacks.

Mite – Tiny insectoid creature that enhances speed.

Umbrella – Magical floating umbrella that grants protection from spells.

Rabbite – A quick-footed, fluffy warrior with powerful kicks.

💀 Dark & Undead Class (Curse & Shadow Magic)

Skele Knight – Skeleton warrior, wields swords and shields.

Litch – Undead sorcerer that drains enemy energy.

Leech – Bloodthirsty parasite, attacks HP directly.

Troll – Strong but slow, regenerates health over time.

Injustice – Manifestation of revenge, strong against corrupted enemies.

🐛 Small & Mischievous Class (Support & Trickery)

Roach – Hard to hit, boosts evasion and poison-based attacks.

Fly – Extremely small but fast, can distract enemies.

Fabree – Playful and unpredictable, gives random buffs.

Sohiee – Mysterious trickster spirit, excels in deception tactics.

👑 Noble & Magical Class (Royal & Divine Abilities)

Charm – Enchantment-based companion, increases charisma.

Crown – Regal guardian, grants buffs to royal characters.

Kitt – Cute feline, assists with agility-based combat.

Paw – Playful but strong, enhances strength-based attacks.

Would you like a grid or pixel chart showing these classifications visually? I can also create sprite-based icons for each pet! Let me know how you'd like to proceed!

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