#danny pantom au

[christaspirit]

Cutie-pies

I MADE A REFERENCE FOR MY CHILDREN!!!!!!!! look at them😭💕

part one   mini part two

[radiance1]

Danny and Vlad are now mythical creatures.

They don't know exactly how- their bets are on Desiree. Which mean someone in Amity Park had to wish for this to happen.

Except it extended to the whole of Amity park, and not just them. Danny became a dragon, while Vlad became a phoenix and not those small ones, but he's a very big one.

Like, bigger than a person big.

Everyone can switch between from a creature back to their human selves, with the catch being that some of their beastly instincts and traits carry over into their human side.

Anywho.

Danny is just minding his own business, resting in dragon form in the deepest part of the Far Frozen, until a phoenix busts through and interrupts his haze, fire blazing behind him and hits him with.

"Pariah Dark is missing."

And if that didn't wake Danny up faster than one of his parents inventions exploding then he doesn't know what would.

So they go to his abandoned castle, see the coffin missing, proceed to freak out for a few minutes, then remember that Clockwork exists and races over to his lair, leaving a trail of ice and fire in their wake.

Clockwork tells them that Pariah Dark was summoned to another dimension.

"Ghost King he is no more, but powerful ghost he still is."

So now they have to jump to different dimensions to try and find Pariah Dark before something goes down.

Meanwhile with Pariah Dark:

The 10 year old sitting at the edge of the summoning circle staring at the Sarcophagus that just appeared in stunned silence.

Also said child walking forward and poking at it curiously.

Also said child when he summoned something in his parents basement from a really old book he found not expecting it to work but it did: Neat.

The kid then opens the Sarcophagus, found it stupid easy, and then what is obviously a groggy giant man pulls himself out of it.

So he obviously dragged him upstairs and sat him down on the couch.

Meanwhile with Danny and Vlad:

Both of them are going through portals looking for the ex-ghost king, landed in some medieval dimensions, accidently became legends based on sightings alone, landed in some present day dimensions, alarmed their governments.

Yet none of them contained were wrecked and enslaved by Pariah Dark, nor was there even any signs of him.

they spent a few years looking in different dimensions, then they felt a tug about someone summoning them, not just one of them, but both.

Probably didn't get the memo about a new king.

Meanwhile with Pariah Dark:

Showing pictures of the kid who summoned him to other aunties and gossiping about the new gangs and drama in Gotham.

Meanwhile with Vlad and Danny:

Looking at the stunned faces of cultists as they stand menacingly in their mythical creature forms, just staring done at them as if they were mere ants.

In reality they just want this over and done with so they can go back to finding Pariah Dark and finally call it a day.

They're waiting for the cultists to finally speak and tell them what they want, only for them to be interrupted by people in colorful spandex who beat up the cultists.

Did they stay after that?

Nope.

They left the summoning circle to look for Pariah if he has any chance of being in this one.

They also went intangible to avoid them if they decided to chase after them, Vlad went one way and Danny the other.

[youyedesiyuyan]

bidirectional gate AU

Considering the appearance of the Ghost Vulture, we can conclude that the actual usable portal was most likely created by Vald first, so……

What if three people's expectation for the university portal was to open a portal to another dimension, but what they actually made was a ghostly two-way door that ignores spatial distance?

Twenty years later, the Fenton family actually made a portal connected to Vald's portal.

On that day, portals made by different personnel from both sides, in different locations, and for different reasons, came into play for the first time.

Namely: Danny really didn't expect that he accidentally pressed the wrong button installed inside to open the portal. And he never expected that he would be engulfed by a portal, half dead from electric shock, and fall into a tidy and creepy laboratory. Before completely fainting, he saw a man wearing a laboratory uniform paired with a suit.

Since a long time ago, Vald turned on the switch of the portal and found that the machine was useless, so he decided to temporarily stop caring about the portal. He turned to pursue the unknown power within himself, conducting more research related to himself and raising funds in the business world, deciding to explore where the portal problem lies later. And for the first time in his life, on an afternoon when he should have easily savored afternoon tea, he heard a strange yet familiar scream that would leave an indelible mark on his life and penetrate his soul.

√Let Vald know what kind of pain Danny's portal is going through (come on Valddy, you still have a lost heart)

√Let Vald and Danny spend the first half of their first encounter without any past grudges or grudges between them (really, I want to see a meeting where neither of them has any past grudges, seeing each other without being overly influenced by that experience)

√ Let poor Danny relax and not have to fight ghosts every day (well, there are no threatening ghosts here, and the passionate part will naturally replace interpersonal relationships and bitter reality)

√Let Vald pick up Danny and completely control him without any obstacles (he met his archenemy within a few minutes of birth and couldn't relax at all, Danny)

√ Notice: Both buttons must be activated on both sides for the portal to function. In theory and according to records, there are no human ghosts in the world, only spiritual substances, spotted ghosts, animal ghosts, and alien ghosts. (Only by setting it this way can Pantom and Plasmius' humanoid and talking features be discovered later, making the two ghosts more distinct and special. Scientists believe that ghosts are animals and specimens, and the bias that all ghosts have no emotions is not so blind.)

*The divergence and progress in the subsequent development are whether Danny will return home through the portal (considering the speed of entering the predicament, coupled with the delicious fear of entering the portal... on one hand, there is a desire to enter the portal and probably return home, and on the other hand, there is a fear of experiencing the excruciating pain again)

In order to stop the electric shock from continuing to ravage the poor child, Vald immediately turned off the portal switch on his side and stopped the conduction of electricity. However, Sam and Tucker, who knew nothing, watched Danny scream and disappear in a burst of strong light. They were momentarily scared and unable to move, while the portal immediately went out unprepared after a minute. With love for their friends, they swallowed their fear and frantically tried everything in the laboratory and inside the portal under the influence of adrenaline. In the end, they were unsuccessful. The two of them collapsed and believed that there could only be two conclusions: Danny died from electric shock and his body disappeared in another dimension... or he died from electric shock without leaving any ashes... After informing Danny's family of this news, Danny's parents believed that Danny was the former and continued to study the portal without giving up, at least wanting to take Danny's body with them. Come back; Jazz believes it's the latter. Her dear little brother passed away in an accident because he wanted to help her parents with their research. She wants her parents to see the consequences and stop, but upon learning that they continue to stubbornly pursue the research portal, she is completely disappointed and heartbroken towards them

On the other hand, Vald carried his new half, who had been unconscious since transforming in front of him, onto the bed in the guest room. While waiting for Danny to wake up, he shed a bitter tear unconsciously after 20 years of loneliness and helplessness

Enn，，， I have come up with an idea, but I really can't come up with a new plot. Anyone interested can freely learn from it (* crawl away)

[meowmeowriley]

Hi thank you for permission to rant (you will regret this :D)

First off it’s not a couples costume but I feel like Soap and Ghost could convince the rest of 141 + friends to cosplay the bat fam

Nightwing Soap (he wins by asking bribing Gaz who he has the best arse)

Read Hood Ghost (he would look good in the jacket)

Batman price (bat dad!!)

Red Robin Gaz (he freaks people out by finding them online during the con)

Alfred Laswel (purely for the irony)

Not to sure on the others though

Poison Ivy Soap + Harlequin Ghost

Someone suggested Ghost go as the joker and Soap yelled at them till they cried (I don’t like the joker)

Super man Soap + Lois Lane Ghost

Wonder Woman + Steve Trevor (they could pull of either one)

Spider-man Soap + Deadpool Ghost

I don’t even ship it but it fits them

That’s all I have for comic books sorry as I said I don’t know much but I have a couple more hc’s that I think are funny

Danny Phantom Ghost

Dish Soap Soap (for a costume party with friends)

Comic book artist Soap + Comic book Character Ghost ( like pop art makeup)

If they were to get married I think they’d make it a cosplay event considering that’s how they started dating and Soaps Nephew would make a speech.

Sorry that got long have a great day!

Anon you are onto something with these! Bat dad Price! I hadn't even considered them bringing the whole team into it.

Spidey-Pool for life. I adore that shit. Eat it up. I like to think Andy joins them for all their cons, and documents it on tiktok, and when they do a Spiderman and Deadpool duo is when the fans really start leaning into shipping the two of them in the comments.

And don't get me started on Danny Pantom Ghost, I have a whole ass AU in my head for that one. I love it so much. Probably won't write it though? Idk. But yeah, good shit.

Also, as someone with a glasgow scar who got called a Joker wannabe a fuck ton when I first got the damn cut, I also hate joker. So no Joker Ghost here, not from me. ❤

The cosplay marriage! Yessss so freaking cuteeeee!!! 😍 Andy would put the whole thing on a tiktok live.

Anyhoo, you're a mad genius! 😘 thank you Anon!

[tsubaki94]

Hangout

[minshinxx]

yooooo what is this??? i love it!!

A few weeks ago, i saw a post saying ‘crossover your First Fandom with your current one’, and well… lets just say i got a little carried away :’D

I might do some doodle comics in this AU, depending on how popular this post gets, so look out for those, maybe 

[ghost-in-between]

Danny Phantom AU

where the first ever public report on Phantom was written by someone who doesn't do a good spell check so everyone ends up knowing Amity Park's new hero as Danny Pantom.

Paulina: Check it out - I got the new pantoms! They're like pants, but Pantom style!

Star: Wow, they're so cool!

Paulina: I know right? The ghost boy may have a weird name, but at least I can wear my future husband's merch!!

[ghosttrolls]

Languages are hard sometimes...

Bonus:

[zombiemerlin]

How to subltly creep out your friends and family! 👀👀

And!

Vampire that doesn't leave the school? That sounds so fun I have to know more 👀

The italicized is me pasting in what I have in the documents, lol How to subtly creep out your friends and family! 

fenton friends compile a list of things he does that apparently freak people out

1. stare

2. not flinch at things

3. make ocasionally "serial killer-y" comments (i wonder how many toe bones it would take to build a bridge)

This story idea is one I took to the DP discord, and the rest of this doc is me having pasted in other people’s responses to the question “What are some creepy things that Danny does that would freak out people who doesn’t know he has powers?” 

Vampire that doesn’t leave the school

Concept: 

student that learns forever (inspired by the one tumblr post) 

either story is from the perspective of multiple people about the one student, or perhaps narrator has acquired a fascination with the immortal student 

Lmao you picked two pretty empty documents, friend. I will say the first one is a product of the my Danny Pantom YouTuber AU where he makes videos (and also cryptids are a thing in this universe because I said so). 

The second one takes place on a college setting I created where most of the student body is supernatural in some way. It’s a series of short stories rather than any overarching plot, and that particular story would focus on a vampire who just keeps reenrolling. It would probably feature themes of the character being very, very afraid to grow up - they became a vampire while they were a student and they’re using the excuse of never aging to avoid going out into the “real world” and getting a job. So, they just keep reenrolling at the university under different names and somehow getting away with it. :) It was inspired by a tumblr post I saw a long time ago.

[mysoulismelting]

DP AU:

Danny phantom,,, but he bites people

[herbatahleb]

okay concept. Paulina likes to make herself pretty nails however she adds a little contraband ectoplasm to the structure and now she can scratch ghosts like a furious cat

imagine that the lights are turned off in the classroom and this is what the children and teacher see

[radiance1]

So I have another idea that's kinda based off my other one.

More so in the way that Danny and Vlad are a dragon and phoenix. Danny being a dragon is kinda vital to this au AnYwAyS so.

Unlike in my other half king idea aus, Danny and Vlad do not have a truce, well kinda but also not. They won't go out of their way to fight each other if say, they're on the other side of the zone or out of it and such.

But as soon as they see each other physically it's on sight.

(Like all my other half king ideas, Danny has the crown and Vlad the ring.)

It doesn't matter where or when, as soon as they so much has make eye contact they drop every damn thing they be doing- important or not, and go blow to blow. Either in words or physically.

Though most of the time, fighting in words is when they're in human form, physically is almost always going to be in mythical beast form.

Not that it's 100% but it is what it is.

The reason being that Dragons and Phoenix's are either mortal enemies, or have a harmonious relationship with each other.

And in this case there is literally no in between.

And guess which one Danny and Vlad got.

So in one of their very recent fights, they managed to mortally wound each other. Which wouldn't be possible for ghosts, but since they're also half human they managed it.

So when they decided to fuck it and disregarding their shared status of Ghost King they make the choice to go the extra mile and finish the other off.

Not that it would actually kill them, but it's literally not much in the face of their shared eternity.

After pulling off the last attack, they both get knocked out, ectoplasm and blood flowing from their wounds but instead of falling into a random part of the ghost zone they instead fall into a portal that opened under their falling bodies.

They didn't fall through time, nor to anywhere on their earth.

No, they instead fell into another dimension entirely.

Vlad fell onto a farm, a loud crash announcing his entrance from the portal. His flames were weak, barely an ember from his magnificence that once was, not even hot enough to burn anything around him.

His blood started pooling under him and he twitched, the only thing telling that he was alive. He could faintly hear the sounds of hurried footsteps, waking him from unconsciousness and he struggled to open on of his eyes.

Imagine his surprise to see a farm, and an old human couple in front of him.

On Danny's side of things, he fell into a giant pit of glowing green liquid. He woke up after he fell in, and at first he thought it was Ectoplasm, but it wasn't.

It was too filled with life, the pure opposite of the death energy he was intimately familiar with. He could feel it stitching up his wounds, he could feel it invading his body and being not at all friendly with the ectoplasm in his blood.

He managed to drag himself out of the pool, his body felt weak and feeble despite how physically it looked like it was in prime condition. He could feel himself condensing from his place on the floor, his body slowly becoming the form of a giant egg of glowing white and green with streaks of an icey blue within.

The last thing he heard was the hurried click clacks of heels nearing his location, before he blacked out, the only thing left was the edges of his consciousness.

On another note, the Kent family, even with their son being Superman. Did not expect a giant phoenix to be resting, no doubt slowly bleeding to death, outside of their house after they heard a crash.

Neither was one Barbara Kean expecting to see a dragon turn into a giant egg after dragging itself out of the Lazarus Pit.

[radiance1]

A King and his Knight

“My king, the people are not content with you.”

“I know, Nigh.” Pariah calmly flipped a page through his book, continuing to run his hand through his crown’s hair, no matter the high skill of his knight, he could never hope to hide himself from his senses.

Not that he actually tried, in many cases.

“Then you need to swiftly calm the tides, my king.” Fright Knight’s voice was calm, not like the all-knowing, self-assuredness of his crown’s, but a professional calm. “I worry you would be consumed by the waves, if they were to continue to stir.”

Pariah hummed.

“My king?” Fright Knight inquired, his green eyes piercing as they stared him down, the rest of his face hidden behind his helmet. His hands twitched, so he swiftly folded them behind his back, but by the amused look sent his way he could tell his act of nervousness wasn’t so easily hidden.

“Enough of that, friend.” Pariah briefly put down his book, his hand still combing through the hair of the koi in his lap. “Come, sit with us.” He patted the spot near him in a welcoming gesture.

“But, my king-”

Nigh.” He sent a light glare his knight’s way, enough to cause the other to sigh in defeat and beat his tail over his way, sitting on the cliff beside him, his shoulders still tense, however. “Relax yourself, friend. No one expects anything of you here.”

A moment of silence and Pariah picked up his book.

Fright Knight released a sigh, his body going slack as, with a wave of fire his helmet disappeared from over his face. “Why are you so calm about such news, Par? You know what happened to the other kings and queens whose subjects rebelled against them.” Fright Knight fiddled with his fingers, his tail moving back and forth through the water to calm himself as he stared down at the abyss.

“I am aware.” Was the only thing that the great white mer answered with, before a somewhat comfortable silence drifted between the two. Only disturbed by the flicks of a page and Fright Knight peeked over at his friend, it was rare to see him like this, not a hint of armour upon his body, a soft smile upon his lips and a content look in his eyes.

He thought only a century prior that he would never see such a thing again. He glanced down at the mer laying his head in his friend’s lap with narrowed eyes. Everything changed when they came around, but well, he couldn’t say he was mad about such a change.

He sighed, leaning back on his arms. “So, what’re you reading this time, Par? Another book about those land animals you always liked?” 

Pariah chuckled. “You perceive me so well now, don’t you?” Fright Knight chuckled himself, nudging him playfully with his elbow. “Wouldn’t be a good friend if I didn’t, now would I?”

A comfortable silence settled between them from that moment onward, both content to simply remain in the presence of that other. But as Fright Knight looked back at the abyss, and from its fear did it return his gaze, he remembered why he was here in the first place.

“They’re forming a group against you, you know.” He kept his eyes firmly upon the bottomless abyss. “A group that would apparently be enough to get you out of commission in the best case scenario.”

“I am aware.” Fright Knight’s hand dug into the stone beneath him.

“Then why are you being so relaxed about this, Par?” His gaze narrowed, yet he still refused to look up from the abyss, for fear (how ironic) of what he may see. “This is a group of pure-blooded adults Par, even someone like you would be in trouble if they joined against you, even with your crown and ring.”

“I am well aware.” Pariah Dark’s voice was calm and steady, as if they were merely talking about the surface, rather than an impending fate.

“Is it because of him?” He let the question hang for a moment, before continuing. “Is it because of him, that you fail to feel fear?”  

“You already know the answer to that.”

Fright Knight clicked his tongue, releasing a hiss as he brought a hand up to run through his hair. “You’ll be the death of me someday, I just know it.” Fright Knight sighed. “I suppose I’ll be the one to clean up your mess again, aren’t I?”

Pariah didn’t respond, instead softly closing his book and hanging it over the edge before letting go. Fright Knight watched in mild confusion as the book descended down to join the multitude of creatures below in the dark, before looking back at his friend. “Par..?”

“Not this time, Nigh.”

“Wha-” Fright Knight stared at the great white mer incredulously, and the great white calmly returned the orca’s gaze. “What do you mean by that, Par?”

“You already know, Nigh.” Fright Knight’s hand paused, as a small, wry smile crossed his face as he stared at his friend in pure disbelief. “You- You do plan to come back from this, right Par?”

Pariah’s silence was telling.

“Par, please.” Fright Knight couldn’t tell you what expression he was making, but by the look in his friend’s eyes he could tell it wasn’t pretty. Despite being underwater, his mouth felt dry, and he swallowed, a weight tightening in his chest. “Par. Please.”

“I am sorry.” Fright Knight hissed, his claws digging into the stone of the cliff. “I don’t need your observant damned apology, Par. Just tell me you’re going to be okay, that-” The orca swallowed down a lump in his throat. “That you’ll come back, just, please.”

“I am sorry.”

“Shut up.” Fright Knight looked away and sucked in a breath as, with a wave of flame, his helmet reappeared over his head. Hiding his expression. “Don’t speak to me if you have nothing else than a leviathan damned apology.”

Pariah stayed quiet, and Fright Knight clenched his teeth. “I hate you. I fucking hate you, you know that.”

They sat there in silence, Pariah’s hands folded in his lap and Fright looking away from him. A glow from a brand on his belt caused Fright to look down, he took it off his belt and recognized it. “I need to leave.”

“They’re calling you back, so soon?” Pariah tilted his head slightly in his friend’s direction, causing Fright to nod. “Yea. Yea, they probably want me out of the way, since my relationship with you isn’t exactly a secret.”

“I see.”

A silence descended between them once again, before with a wave of his hand, Fright Knight clipped the brand back onto his belt and got up, beating his tail to push himself further over the abyss before he paused, wanting to say something, anything, more.

“Nigh.” Pariah beat him to the punch. “Do not try and stop them, don’t discard your position contender just for me.” Fright Knight clicked his tongue. “So what, you’re more important than that stupid test.”

Pariah hummed. “You’ve been training your whole cycle up to this point to be a knight, don’t discard all of your progress and ruin your chance.” Fright Knight clenched his fists and clenched his teeth. “I can always try a couple more centuries down the line.”

“Nigh.” Pariah’s voice was calm, yet hard. Bearing no room for further negotiation, and Fright Knight hissed, his fist tight enough to draw blood. “Fine.”

They stood there in silence once more, the brand on his belt still glowing from its place on his belt. Pariah stared down to the abyss, and then looked back at his friend’s back. “Nigh, I need you to do something for me.”

“Do it yourself.” 

“You know I cannot.” Fright Knight crossed his arms, refusing to turn and face his friend. “...What do you need me to do?”

“After all of this, can I trust you to look after my love, for me?” Fright Knight growled. “You can do that shit yourself, don’t throw it on me.” At Pariah’s silence, Fright’s claws scraped against his armour. “Fine.” He spat it, as if the very word was a deadly poison.

“Thank you, my friend.” Fright Knight chuckled humorlessly. “But I won’t do it forever, you hear me? So you better come back before then.”

Pariah stayed silent, and Fright Knight glanced back at his king, slight surprise running up his spine as he found Clockwork to be gone, before sighing as he turned away at his friend’s silence. The brand on his belt brightened, most likely in response to his stalling.

“Don’t die, ok.” At Pariah Dark’s hum of acknowledgement, Fright Knight swam away.

A King and his crown

I have just woken up, and have decided to post my fic here on Tumblr :3

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“Dearly beloved, will you heed my words?” 

Pariah grunted. It was always like this, his crown always coming in silently and he left floundering because he was unable to notice his presence until revealed. He could sit upon his throne for however long he wished, hoarding every scrap of power he could get his hands upon, calling himself the king as much he wanted.

But it still wasn’t enough, yet he was glad all the same.

His crown felt thousands of times its weight, and his ring far too tight from where it sat upon his finger. Such things granted him power to near that of godhood, and perhaps, somewhere along the line he could indeed have been regarded as a god, but he was not so blinded by his own hubris to claim himself of the divine.

He felt hands gently be placed on his cheeks, dragging him out from the depths of his thoughts. He blinked slowly, a sign of trust he would only show to one being, and one being alone, to show they had his attention.

A small, beautiful smile graced the other’s lips, a smile he treated as the greatest of treasure, something so insignificant and fleeting, yet bearing so much beauty when seen through his eyes. 

“Beloved, will you attend to me for one last time?” He said, his tone calm and self-assured, yet still portrayed as if a question.

A choice.

“For now and forever onward, my love.” As if he would give himself a choice to say anything but that, he would not allow for anything less. To devote himself in body, mind, and soul, is the only gift he could ever hope to give to one who glowed so gently. “Part thy thoughts, and allow me to take on its burden in your place.”

He placed his own hands over his crown’s, relishing in the warmth hiding beneath the smaller limbs. Such a thing was another that he treasured so, an insignificant thing to anyone else, but one he would only allow himself to partake in with one other.

“Heed my words, oh mighty Monarch of the Seas.” His crown gently pulled his head down, an action he allowed, and gently touched his forehead with his own. “Heed them and listen well, for this is a fate that will only end with tragedy for one such as you.”

He opened his ears and listened. Listened to the future weaved by fate of his own subjects rebelling against him, a group of six sent forth from an era of his own making, who with power combined sought victory against him, how they subjugate his crown and ring that granted him such power and reduced his kingdom until it was naught but his castle and the surrounding stone and ocean.

His crown’s voice was calm, as if the future he was foretelling was merely a story of another, and not one belonging to his betrothed, and the king himself took it as such, for he had none of worry for himself.

Instead-

“And what of you, my love?”

“And what of me?” His crown’s voice was as calm as ever, yet now it held a slight hint of mirth. He gently lowered one of the hands upon his cheeks down to his lips, and departed a soft yet fleeting kiss upon their fingers.

“Will you stand strong against the future’s tide, if I were to no longer stand by your side?” Pariah opened his eyes as red met green, and silence took root in the throne room, so many thoughts left unsaid, many actions undone, every regret and desire lost yet shared within that single, fleeting look.

“I will manage.” Barely a whisper left his mouth, yet felt like the loudest of sounds when compared to the silence. Pariah hummed, his hands descending down until he could wrap his crown in a most gentle embrace and pulled him towards himself, resting his head upon his crown’s own. “You always do, my love. And yet, in all my selfishness, I had hoped you never had to.”

“You had, hadn’t you?” Arms returned his embrace, as he heard that ever-present calm waver the slightest bit, something he could never help but dislike, for it should never have to waver. He found himself running a clawed hand through his crown’s hair, gentle, as if the slightest pressure would break them beyond compare.

“Heh,” Clockwork chuckled, his form unable to hide the barest of shakes. “It’s so unfair, truly, that you would always be the one to stand so strong, and never waver, despite being the one bearing my burden.”

“It is a fate I have welcomed with open arms, my love. A fate I will guide you through until I am incapable of wading its waters no longer.” His crown’s embrace tightened, as his voice shook. “I know. I know, and I am so sorry.”

“Perish the thought, my love.” He pushed himself off his throne with a beat of his tail, a hand smoothly moving to replace his crown in a bridal carry as he left his throne room. “For it is a fate I would welcome with open arms once more, for whether past, present, or future. I will always stand by your side.”

A head was placed near his neck as an arm steadied itself over his shoulder. “Sometimes, I wish I foresaw futures where you decided to be selfish for once, and not live for me.”

“And I am glad no such future laid itself before your eyes.” He adjusted his hold to support with one arm, as the other moved to cover his crown’s eyes, as if to block out the sight of such futures. “Sleep, my love. For you will need it for trials ahead.”

“Will you be there when I awake?”

“Until I can no longer.”

The body in his hold relaxed, so much so that Pariah had to shift them around to better support his neck as he swam through his castle halls. It was filled with silence, as was the rest of his castle, there was no need for guards, as he was too powerful to need them, so there wasn’t.

Not a need for servants within his halls, for a simple magic cleaned what he used. 

The only sound that resounded within these castle walls before, was the sound of his beating heart, his thoughts, his breaths and nothing more. Until it became so, when joined by his crown, the sound of small chuckles, of laughter, of snark and sass, of conversation.

The feelings of love and acceptance that warmed the cold castle walls, the warm touches and soft kisses and gentle embraces. The small dinners that were enough for the two of them, the rare feast and dance when birthday’s pass, a thing he saw unneeded yet now brought him so much joy.

The cold, suffocating castle walls became warmer, and finally began to feel less like a self-imposed prison, and something more of a home.

He gently pushed open the door to their bedroom, and closed it just as softly once inside. Placing down his crown upon the bed and covering him with a sheet, the hand upon his eyes was finally removed to instead, brush a stray hair from their face.

“My only regret, my dear crown.” Pariah's eyesight grew blurry, and he finally allowed his weakness to fall silently. “Is that I was not strong enough to secure a future where we both were allowed peace.”

[herbatahleb]

the Princess and the King

[herbatahleb]

based on this post

I thought it was funny,,,