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When in Rome... {CH-Seokmin}

~part 3~

Lee Seokmin x Reader

Romance, Royal!AU

1.2k words

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You took your bag from the overhead storage hurriedly. What was it about airplanes and feeling rushed? The small hallway was jammed with people wanting to get out and you did not want to be the one to keep them all. 

The airport in Wraya was small compared to the one in Dres Van, where you used to live and work. Dres Van was known for its fashion, so it was the place to be as an upcoming fashion designer. 

You waited for your 2 suitcases at the baggage carousel and followed the signs to the exit. You were slightly surprised to see a gorgeous black car waiting with someone holding up a sign with your name on it. The man introduced himself as Reginald, the princes’ driver. Prince Seokmin had sent him specifically to pick you up because: “only the best for my new designer” Reginald supposedly quoted. 

He took all your bags from you and loaded them into the trunk, he seemed to get slightly offended when you offered to help. You wouldn't know what it was like to be a princess, but you felt like one right now. A driver, a beautiful car, everything being done for you. 

The drive wasn't very long. You'd almost argue that the longest part of the drive was the driveway to the castle, which was a gorgeous, ancient looking building. Even though Wraya was one of the smallest countries of Pledis, it was also one of the oldest, and its royal castle reflected that. You drove past the front entrance to the side of the building. From here you could see the newest part of this historic building, which looked a little strange. Such an old building connected to a very modern building. But it felt right, in a weird way. 

Reginald stopped close to the staff entrance, taking your bags out of the trunk. He told you to wait for someone to pick you up and then drove away. 

You looked at the sun drained garden, trying to drown your nerves in wonder.

“Hello,” someone said softly.

It startled you slightly, making you turn around swiftly. To your surprise you stood face to face with the brightly smiling prince Seokmin.

You remembered to curtsy, then doubted yourself. Were you supposed to curtsy? How did you greet a prince?

“Your highness,” You greeted. Was that a proper greeting? “Hello.” you followed up, just to be sure. Suddenly you felt self conscious. You were aware of everything about yourself. If you had known the prince would have been here to greet you, you would have worn something different, maybe re-done your makeup in the airport bathroom.

“I almost introduced myself to you just now, that would have been awkward considering we've already been introduced before!” The prince laughed and smiled a bright smile.

You couldn't help but chuckle.

“If I has known your highness was going to greet me at the car, I would have worn something more appropriate.” You decided that as his new clothing designer, you should address your baggy, wrinkled pants and oversized t-shirt.

He waved with his hand, “No worries. You look perfect. And you weren't the only one who wasn't aware I would be escorting you, so let's hurry slightly before James gets here.” He winked, but you were fairly sure he wasn't actually joking. 

Before you could do or say anything, the prince had taken both your suitcases, and walked off at high speed. He baffled you, you stood there, frozen in place, for a few seconds before charging after him.

"Your highness! Your highness, please! Are you sure you should be taking my bags?” As you caught up with him you could see he was smirking.

“Of course! It's rude to not offer your guests help with their suitcases.” He looked at you with an expression you couldn't quite place, “And, anyway, here in Wraya you don't let a lady carry heavy things if you are able to help her. So here I am, customs and such.” 

At this point you had entered the building, you were too busy with the chaos prince Seokmin admitted to really take in your surroundings though.

“I am hardly a lady, your highness. With all due respect, I really think I should carry my own bags.” You really hoped that wasn't disrespectful in any way, you just didn't want anyone to see you with the prince carrying your things. You didn't want them to get a negative first impression of you.

He stopped abruptly, looking at you with a serious expression, “You want to disrespect our customs?”

You had never seen him serious, on pictures, during interviews, he was always just smiley and full of sunshine, his sudden moodswing startled you visibly. That's when you noticed he seemed to barely be able to hold in his laughter.

“I'm joking. But they're really not heavy or anything.” He said, while handing one of the two suitcases over to you. 

You took that win, one was better than nothing and there was no way you were going to argue with a prince. Carrying one of your own suitcases calmed you a little, enough to look at the amazing building you found yourself in. 

Even though you entered through the old part of the castle, it was clear you were now in the newer part. Clean lines and such. It looked like a house built in the 70’s, but way bigger. There was a blue carpet floor-liner with intricate details, it seemed to go through the whole building. On the walls were some gorgeous lights, about 5 meters apart from each other. They looked like flowers.

You tried to pay close attention to where the prince was leading you, so you wouldn’t get lost in the future, but you already knew it was hopeless. You told yourself to ask if they had a map of this place you could use in the future. 

“I really hope you’ll enjoy your time here.” Prince Seokmin said, he was walking beside you, the few staff members you ran into bolted aside when the two of you walked past, he smiled at every single one.

“Thank you, I’m sure I will, your highness.” 

He seemed to slightly cringe at your politeness, something you had noticed him doing before. You wondered if ‘Your highness’ wasn’t proper, maybe you had to address him with something else. But he didn’t say anything.

“I mean, you know, working for mister Popelin must have been fun… I just hope you can find joy here as well.” He shrugged and kept looking ahead. 

You frowned, working for mister Popelin was your dream, it had been since you were young. But you were lucky enough to have worked for him for a few years, “It is a great opportunity to work for you, your highness. I am very much looking forward to it.”

That answer seemed to satisfy you. He looked at you with a big, cheeky smile on his face.

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[chiveraccs]

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[lil-vibes]

was sick this whole week so im beaming it straight to narinder

[neytui]

Been reading a fic where Hiccup is the prince of a kingdom and I wanted to give it a try to portrait him like one

Lol so I didn't know you can't reblog with a video so I'll just edit it, here u have a quick speedpaint of it

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Henry Weston Keen (1899-1935) - Skull Crowned with Snakes and Flowers, 1930

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[archerdepartures116]

saw cdrama winter clothes on pintrest and wanted to draw smth

[maxanor]

RHAENYRA TARGARYEN + her coronation outfit Season 1, Episode 10, "The Black Queen" Season 2, Episode 4, "The Red Dragon and the Gold"

[emacrow]

Constantine is noping this situation, you can't make hi-..ah fucking damn it

John was already paled when Kronos got revived, but seeing the eyes scalding blinding Fear of God staring into your very soul and judgment every inch power that was in that godlinng babe was enough for him to started drinking his emergency booze.

He is not dealing with Greek Gods bullshits, especially if that what he puzzling in the pieces together Then Kronos's story was becoming twisted all together. Nope, he isn't. Batman can bribe him all he wants. He is fucking leaving now!!

Fucking with THAT right there especially with the contract he still owed Kronos for, he rather suffered the complete obliteration of his soul being torn to shreds once he dies then have that god find him. He is escaping of here before She even noticed that he is Here with her ol time relic still in his pocket.

Before he can even get one step in the portal ready, he already felt his chest tightening as if his entire chest was being squeezed like a kid's teething toy.

Fucking dammit, he should've left right when Kronos was still having that psychic backlash, he knew he should've trusted his gut, fucking time Goddess and her all knowing of when and where.

Part 6 << >> Offical Quiz that Decision the Fate of this continuing fic >>> Fic Released

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The Fashion Show {Crowned Heads}

~part 1~

Lee Seokmin x Reader

Romance, Royal!AU

411 words

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Prince Seokmin put his sunglasses on the moment he got out of the airplane. Dres Van was always sunny, and Seokmin loved it. 

Waiting for him was a limo, courtesy of the state. A bodyguard held open the door so he could enter, his escort, head butler James, sitting beside him.

"It's not like you to go to a fashion show, highness." He noticed.

Prince Seokmin shrugged, "I'm going for the other princes. Minghao really wanted me to come and Soonyoung and Mingyu will be there too, I always love to see them." He did enjoy fashion, and was sure a fashion show could be fun, but he would have never really thought of going to one himself. If Minghao hadn't called him to ask, he wouldn't have even known about it.

"I heard young prince Chan will be attending too." 

"Oh! I didn't know that. I haven't seen him for so long, how exciting." 

Even after Minghao asked him to come, prince Seokmin hadn’t been sure he should. Sure, he liked fashion, if anything he loved the artform it is. He knew Minghao and Mingyu were always trying their best to wear something great. When he heard other princes were coming, including the busy prince Jeonghan, he decided it might be fun and educational. And now that prince Chan would be there, Seokmin really got excited. He loved spending time with the other princes, but when they all got older they all got busier and less available. especially because most of them were all crown princes. 

Not Seokmin though, his big brother was in line before him, granting Seokmin some more time to spend on things like this.

He had a way better time than he had imagined at first. There had been wonderful designs, he loved how prince Minghao and Mingyu had watched in ecstasy, loved seeing them enjoy themselves. Seokmin had been surprised, and beyond happy to see the princes that attended. Together they had laughed at silly outfits and gasped at pretty ones. 

But one of the designs stood out to him, not only was it very good, but also because at the beginning of the catwalk, from between the curtains, the pretty face of a girl was visible. The second he saw her he noticed she looked nervous, so he figured the amazing design this male model was wearing was made by her. 

He lay awake that night thinking about her and her design.

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Crowned Heads Launches Dual Blend 'Coroneta' Cigar Line - Cigar News

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[waitineedaname]

now that i've finished tgcf i can make memes about all three books! i was tempted to put binghe at the absolute center because he could easily go into any quadrant at different points in his life, and both lwj and hua cheng could swing jock, but i think the most important thing is that wei wuxian is all four at once. somehow.

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Crowned Heads – Le Pâtissier

Poco menos de dos años atrás, reseñé un cigarro llamado Le Pâtissier, de Crowned Heads. Cuál sería mi sorpresa al descubrir a finales del año pasado, que Crowned Heads estaba lanzando un nuevo producto llamado Le Pâtissier. La diferencia es que el que fumé en 2022 (lanzado en 2021) era una edición limitada, que ni anilla tenía y a raíz de su éxito la marca decidió hacerlo una producción regular,…

[fear-ne]

You all feel the breaking of something as you go your separate ways. But not everything is forever. Not every story gets ground down to a bitter end. Most of you left standing, scattered across the world, to start telling new stories.

[cutter-kirby]

come on simon