#cursed!crown prince

[shazos]

I wonder if by the end of the show Simon will become Ice Prince?

[karinagiada]

The baddest and the fiercest. ✨

[lindoesntwin]

THE LITTLE PRINCESS AND HER MONSTER PRINCE

A modern day woman reincarnated into the wife of the cursed crown prince of a R-18 novel but instead of dying (as the original character did) she decided to help and care for the prince.

Other title: I Became the Wife of the Monstrous Crown Prince

[onceuponajacks]

Do you guys think Evangeline’s leg hair is pink too?

[screechingcheesecakecheesecake]

I really hope Lambcat will do something about the unanswered questions given to us like what happened Nell’s family and how she’s able to go out in public. What happened to the lone Blaine fan girl and if Beckett is doing okay with his new assignment.

Though I do understand your concern about those, I do think that it's a bit minor that it doesn't have to be addressed.

For Nell's family, since she's married to Jollie now. She's part of the Lace kingdom also. Considering that her family hired thugs instead of sending out their soldiers in the Princels chapters, I assume that they're trying to keep secret about what they did to Nell.

Nell has now the protection of the Lace Kingdom as future Queen + Pastel Kingdom with Jack's increased security for them. I doubt they'd be willing to stir up trouble since Nell could expose their abuse towards her. Plus, as past of CPC and under Prez' protection, the Polygon Kingdom may also come to her aid.

In other words, Nell is very protected now and causing trouble is going to be bad for diplomacy for her family so I doubt they'll take the risk for her.

As for Beckett I think he's not really doing ok romantically and he needs to renew his approach especially that Maria is taking a break from romance now lol. It's not like Jack fired him or anything. Though as a soldier he may need to buckle up because if the Pastel military will have Lorena + Suzie as their leaders he would NEED combat training lmao.

As for the lone Blaine girl, welp, results of parasocial relationships won't ever end well and she did get what's coming for her desperation. I do think she deserves a side story chapter since it'll be interesting to have insight about Isolde's rule.

Overall though there will always be some questions that we would be curious about, I do think Lambcat already addressed those with pressing issues.

Like it's not really a complete loss to not know it but also it does leave room for interpretation and that's what makes it fun!

Also it's only a 6 month timeskip so it does leave room for open endings.

[naughtnixnothing]

i may be thinking too much into this but i kinda think that balekin, madoc, and the ghost killing the greenbriars during the coronation was a bit of foreshadowing to signify that they would later betray the high king, the last greenbriar. but unlike madoc and the ghost, balekin was killed because he murdered the former high king which is kind of a greater sin than murdering the heirs to the crown.

[fantasticalmysteryacademia]

I have this urge to start a lengthy fantasy series and i absolutely abhor the reality that i can't afford that sort of distraction and escapism right now as I have to appear for several determinant examinations in the next three to four months 😫

[noscio]

so i just got TGCF 6

[friendsamongstars]

"IM NO LONGER ASKING IM WARNING YOU! BEARD HAIR IS NOT A SUBSTITUTE FOR PEPPERMINT! I'LL OFFER YOU ALL SANITARY HOT CHOCOLATE THAT I CAN SPARE!" This was no longer a business issue, he'd sacrifice any candy he had to keep others away from drinking the man's awful recipe.

[cardboardfeet]

back on my tomfoolery. aha.

[thebleedingeffect]

@trangender-herooftime I wanted to tag you cause you expressed interest in my oot Link, or Time, being the prince of hyrule and being long-lost siblings with Sheik!! But if you want me to remove the tag or anything else it's all chill <33

anyway this is the first, mini part to Time's coronation! If I do end up writing out even more of Time I'll probably rewrite this a bit just to make it prettier! But this is the first sketch of Sheik and Time and I really like how the scene turned out :]] (also ps for anyone who has played oot and is wondering why Impa is here- in my headcanon the sages didn't die. think totk or ww vibes, they're here because I think they're all really cool <3 )

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The morning comes much too early, hardly a blink goes by and the dawn stretches over the pristine grasses of hyrule field and through the thin slit of darkness that envelops Time’s room. Anticipation crackles noisily in the air as Time sleepily awakens to the feeling, the odd energy buzzing to life underneath his skin and throughout the kingdom. The land is hardly awake, only the passing gleam of oranges and pinks colors the horizon, but Time knows more than well that the kingdom below him has hardly slept the entire night. 

Exhaustion tinges the back of Time’s eyes for just a moment, enough for the half-hearted attempt to roll away from the light and bury deeper into the covers to push him back under the thin veil of sleep. The light crosses more vehemently across the spotless floor, but Time only buries himself deeper into the sheets, the urge to sleep more near overwhelming.

Hyrule seems to awake all at once as Time moves in bed, as if the world itself noticed him blurrily waking to the dawn and grabbed the sun by its hilt and pulled it over the horizon. The gentle murmur of hyrule, of the castle, and the chorus of hyrule's people waking up all up at once stirs Time from the retreating embrace of sleep, the once thin sliver of light now a dim, orange glow as he blinks tiredly at the sight.

The world blinks back at him and all at once, Time remembers.

It’s the day of the ceremony, the coronation.

The arrival of Hyrule's long lost prince.

The very air itself seems to suck itself out of Time’s chest and leaves an uncomfortable, near nauseous feeling in its place that banishes the very thought of even closing his eyes. Every blink makes the feeling even more overwhelming until Time feels his hands against the pristine sheets shake, the prickling sensation of anxiety coming with the bitter arrival of the unknown. Time pushes himself slowly off the bed, letting the seconds drag past him as he takes a step towards the window, pushing back the heavy curtain as the orange glow illuminates the lines of nervousness strung tightly across his whitened knuckles. 

The town breathes to life before his eyes, the momentary quiet of the night quickly giving way and succumbing to the almost feverish energy as the houses and world below seems to almost pulse with excitement. Gone is the night, instead the morning arrives with a fury that is only rivaled by the biting fear chewing at his insides. 

The quiet creak of wood isn’t a surprise, neither is the soft footsteps that accompany it, near soundless even in the silence and against Time’s frayed nerves. The soft click of the door echoes for a paralyzing moment, enough for Time to breathe a shaky gasp until that warmth pushes against his side and joins him under the orange glow.

Time doesn’t need to look to know exactly who it is, instead he surrenders to the crushing need to feel that warmth and leans onto Sheik’s side. 

“Did you sleep?” Time falls further into his side, the quiet comfort quieting a small piece of the fear that threatened to choke whatever stroke of bravery that had carried him through the countless years. 

“...Just a bit, didn’t want to wake up.” The soft rumbling laughter that shakes Sheik’s shoulders brings a smile to Time’s face, small and fragile, but Time covets the feeling all the same. 

“I convinced Impa to let you sleep a bit longer, we don’t need an exhausted prince falling asleep in front of all of hyrule, don’t we?” The teasing smile drags Time’s eyes up to meet Sheik’s, the oddly soft expression near eclipsed by the shades of the dawn now blanketed over the two of them. Time gives a small smile of his own, but it feels brittle even against his own skin, and the silent understanding passes soundlessly between them as Sheik’s eyes soften even further.

“But I won’t let that happen, I did promise you after all that I would be by your side the entire time. From beginning to end, until the day over, and not a moment before that.” The words feel heavy with several meanings, with ghosts and old scars, but are wrapped against so much affection that Time can’t help the slight tug at his lips.

“I remember, you’ve only told me countless times this whole week. And the month before that, can’t forget the couple of months that-”

“Oh shush, I had to make sure that it got through that thick head of yours. You wouldn’t have listened otherwise.” The small flush of embarrassment at the words drags a huff from Time’s chest, enough for Sheik to chuckle again before lapsing back into comfortable silence. Distantly, Time drinks in the warmth by his side and knows without a beat of hesitation.

If anyone was ever going to be his family, he’s happy that it was Sheik.

Was it simply a stroke of luck or at the hand of the goddesses? He’ll likely never know, but the thought washes away as the soft rumbling of the town below begins to bleed even through the stone of the castle. 

“...You promise?”

“I’ve meant it every time, and I mean it now.” 

All at once, a shuffling exhale punches itself through Time’s chest, bringing with it all of the anxiety that had coiled so tightly, so fiercely, around his lungs until he could barely breathe. The air is just the slightest bit lighter and the glow of dawn not so blinding as Time drags a final glance at the world before meeting Sheik’s eyes with a mischievous glimmer.

“Good, that means we’ll both suffer through Impa today.”

“Someone needs to keep you both in check, Hylia knows neither of you will do it.” 

Time will always vehemently refuse that he yelped in surprise and then in pain as Sheik spun around fast enough that he nearly fell onto said pristine glass instead of tripping onto the floor. He simply didn’t, never, even if the slight knowing look in Impa’s eyes said otherwise as she soundlessly passed through the door and strolled before them, glancing out the window before looking back.

“Hm, it seems like Hyrule is excited to meet their prince. But we have much to do before that.” Impa’s shoulders stay steady at the intimidating sight, the chorus of voices and sound itself clawing its way onto the unmovable set of her frame.

 “Are you ready?” The heavy weight of Impa’s gaze settles over him, but it’s a familiar weight, a welcomed one, and the brief glimpse of concern creasing the edges of her eyes is enough for Time to give a hesitant smile of his own. Sheik stands straighter at the question, his eyes losing the few thin shreds of exhaustion that lingered before giving a sharp nod of his own. 

Scars line Time’s hands as he takes a final look down at Hyrule below, free of gold, lavious clothes, or the eyes of a kingdom dragging themselves across the very sight of him. No sword etches itself into the palm of his hand, instead his knuckles tighten over the edge of stone and for a horrifying moment- Time almost misses the familiar weight.

Somehow, facing down countless monsters, lonely nights, and the demon king himself were all easier than the very thought of today. Fate breathes itself down Time’s neck, the feeling snapping over his nerves and crackling into sparks before he turns away with a final drag of air. 

Today, he won’t wield a sword, but an equally terrifying weapon of its own caliber. 

The crown of Hyrule itself will reside in his palms and he can already imagine the sensation of it burning itself into his temples.

“Yes, yes I am.” 

Time doesn’t have the opportunity to regret the words, not anymore, but part of him doesn’t if only to see the proud glimmer in Impa’s smirk and the way Sheik’s eyes brighten. With that, the world snaps back into place under their feet and the castle hums in anticipation, in excitement, and Time spares one last mournful glance at his empty bed.

But the world doesn’t wait, doesn’t hesitate, and Time feels how the orange glow of the dawn scorches along his back as the cool rush of the door closes behind him. 

[manhwatoreadofficial]

The Possesive Tyrant and His Sleepy Cat

In this enchanting fantasy romance, the protagonist unexpectedly awakens in a mysterious world as a cursed cat—a fate that spells doom, given a prophecy claiming her mere presence brings misfortune to the kingdom. For years, this prophecy has led to relentless hunts, dooming cats in every corner of the empire. When her presence is discovered by the future tyrant king, she becomes his constant, albeit reluctant, companion. This budding yet complicated bond grows as the tyrant-to-be, a man feared for his possessive and volatile nature, keeps her close. Trapped by fate and her new form, the protagonist navigates the precarious dynamics of court life, all while struggling to escape the fate that awaits both herself and the kingdom.

[dawnled]

tag post #4 ( au verses #1 ) !

[j-jared]

This is why you don't sleep with the Tyrant King - The consequence is children

Constantine avoids involvement with the Infinite Realms for two reasons.

Who wants to deal with all those Ancients in the first place?

He’s avoiding yet another unhinged ex of his.

Of course, hooking up with Pariah Dark wasn’t really an actual relationship, more like a one night stand via dream walking (Nocturn owed Pariah, but seeing as it would be insane to release the Tyrant King from his endless sleep, he’d give him a dream partner every couple centuries) - regardless, Constantine doesn’t want to deal with that.

So yeah - the fact that the Justice League is attempting to summon the High King into the Watchtower has him wanting to drink more than usual.

Of course he gave warnings, but they’re dead set on doing so. A green folder had appeared in the secure “cursed artifacts” vault with no trace of whoever left it there. How else were they gonna find out how it got there?

So Constantine’s stuck there to set up wards, and is trying to find his way out of this one.

When the summoning circle worked, no one expected the teenager to pop out of it. 

Instead of Pariah Dark, or even the sarcophagus showing up, there was a white haired ghost boy with glowing green eyes the same color as the flames of the Crown of Fire. Except he didn’t look exactly like the others ghosts. He had a human skin tone, his proportions were exactly like a human teenager’s, and he was wearing a black and white hoodie with black sweatpants, for God’s sake. 

… Were ghosts able to reproduce with humans?

Before any of the Justice League can get into questioning, Constantine speaks up:

“You’re not the Ghost King.”

Green eyes settle on him, lighting up with recognition - Danny knows exactly who this is, with the amount of complaints on his desk about the blonde. Clockwork also informed him (he didn’t want to know but now he does) of the man’s stint with Pariah. 

Daniel “Commit to the bit” Fenton chooses to do just that.

“Of course not,” The confusion crosses the face of the heroes present- “That’s just because I haven’t had my coronation yet! I’m the Crown Prince, it’s practically the same thing!”

Oh, and the dread and realization crossing Constantine’s face is almost enough to make his core purr in amusement. 

“Now I will gladly answer all your questions, but first!” His eyes swept over the heroes before raising his hand and pointing accusingly at the British warlock.

“John Constantine,” his voice boomed, the temperature of the meeting room dropping as his face stretched with a smile too big and too pointy, “You owe me fifteen years of child support.”

[bluerosefox]

Always Favors You

Another Sibling Danny and Jason idea!!

"Are you Jason Peter Todd?!" demanded a deep and commanding tone from the strange glowing being in front of them.

All the Bats stiffened and tensed, no doubt gearing up for a fight against the being that somehow knew Red Hood's full name.

Jason, Red Hood, decided to put on a brave front despite no doubt cursing in his head and wondering how the heck did this thing know his full freaking name.

"Whose asking." he snarled out, his hands twitching for his gun when the huge glowing knight with purple flames coming out of his helmet and cape, who was riding on a nightmare looking horse while they all had been in the cave going over tonight's patrol.

The Knight didn't seemed bothered by his response nor did he even seem to care or flinch when Batman made his own demand on 'Why was he there and who was he' or when Damian unsheathed his sword and pointed it towards him. Instead the strange glowing Knight reached to it side and pulled out... A glowing scroll? Huh. (Also he completely unnerved everyone in the room when the Knight didn't even react when Batman had tossed a Baterang when he reached for his side)

The Knight opened the scroll and spoke clearly with purpose.

"Jason Peter Todd,

You are hereby invited as a special guest of honor to the crowning of our future King of the Infinite Realms.

Daniel Phantom, once Daniel Jackson Fenton, and once Daniel Austen Todd.

Prince of the Infinite Realms, the Keeper of Balance, The Peacekeeping Halfa, the Defeater of the Tyrant King Pariah Dark, The Great One, Youngest of the Ancients, Ancient of Space, The Bridge between Life and Death.

You, the half-brother of our King, have been given the highest of honors for your past actions and will be given housing and food in the Realms and Phantom's Keep, for the week long event. Personal servants and attendants will be at your disposal and a seamstress will be on hand to tailor make your attire for the Coronation.

Signed: Clockwork. Ancient of Time. Watcher of the Infinite Timeline. Kronos. Mentor and Adviser.

PS: I shall have Fright Knight ("Me" the Knight bluntly said for a second) leave this scroll along with a personal one for you from Daniel to read over and once you make up your mind sign the bottom of the scroll.

I do hope in time you will pick the right choice Jason Todd, we of the Infinite Realms would like to reward you for your actions. After all, if you hadn't gotten young Daniel away from your father that night all those years ago, we would never had gained our Prince nor be free from our once Tyrant King.

Ah, one more thing.

The Infinite Realms will always favor you Jason."

Jason felt like he couldn't breath as Fright Knight? Rolled up the scroll, pulled a letter from his side, and held out the two items for him to take.

[chuluoyi]

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐄𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐃 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 . . . 𝐑𝐄𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐒 ! — masterlist

you are the picture-perfect empress of eastern empire… until your husband the emperor, zen’in naoya, demands a divorce! but you won’t take this lying down . . .

genre: 18+ suggestive content—minors do not interact!—kinda ooc, slowburn, angst to eventual fluff, marriage of convenience, heavy pining, mentions of infidelity, infertility, misogyny, pregnancy, explicit smut, childbirth, curses

note: inspired by and taking some elements of manhwa remarried empress

more: emperor gojo | emperor naoya | official fanart | ko-fi

status: completed

:: 𝐌𝐀𝐈𝐍 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 ::

001 — 𝐀𝐋𝐋 𝐇𝐀𝐈𝐋 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐑𝐄𝐒𝐒 ! in which your husband suddenly casts you aside for his expecting mistress… but you won't be dethroned just like that, because the newly coronated western emperor, gojo satoru, sets his sights on you! and thus your revenge against your ex-husband begins...

002 — 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐂𝐑𝐎𝐖𝐍 𝐎𝐅 𝐃𝐈𝐀𝐌𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐒 ! in the wake of your scandalous divorce, you fall into the arms of emperor gojo satoru. for a while, you believe you have found love… until it becomes clear that your new husband is scheming behind your back! love, marriage, divorce… are you doomed to go through this path the second time?

003 — 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐋𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐄𝐌𝐏𝐈𝐑𝐄 ! the path of love is never easy for you, be it now or back then. love, pain, betrayal and tragedy — you have been through them all. after all is said and done, you just want one chance at happiness. so will your second marriage be what you always want it to be, or will it be one last heartbreak you have to go through?

:: 𝐂𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒 ::

you — empress of eastern empire. formerly a noble lady from an acclaimed clan and then made a crown princess of eastern empire to marry your childhood friend, naoya

gojo satoru — emperor of western empire. previously known as the "cursed prince" for being blind during a period of his childhood. for the longest time, he has been in love with you

zen'in naoya — emperor of eastern empire. your first love, crown prince naoya, wasn't the spiteful emperor who divorces you during the 5th year of your marriage, but the throne seems to shape his ambitions the longer he sits there. has he loved you all this time, you ask? dunno, only he knows

hanabi — naoya's mistress. your head maidservant ever since your marriage to naoya, she is actually compliant and doesn't seem to hold any malice against you. she bears his child, and elevated to the rank of royal consort

geto suguru — the duke. a neat and proper person, emperor gojo's peer, confidant and voice of reason. gojo claims he names his messenger cat (sugu-chan) after him out of love and respect

ieiri shoko — the countess. shoko, geto and gojo went to the imperial academy together, which is why she's so casual around both of them. after marrying gojo, she becomes your lady-in-waiting

:: 𝐄𝐗𝐓𝐑𝐀𝐒 ::

prequel: how sugu-chan the cat came to be

empress confronting hanabi (takes place in all hail the empress)

duke geto and the empress’ paintings: part 1 | part 2 | part 3

the empress’ dress visuals

behind the scenes: untold tales

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