#madeline of fydoria

[ebony-bird]

Cordonia/Eurovision Headcanons:

- Cordonia has a weird win streak at Eurovision that most people can’t explain. They are just amazing.

- The first year they played it safe and sent Hana. She got on the piano, everyone cried and threw flowers at her and she won by a country mile.

- Second year Liam/Drake/Maxwell did their quartet. Everyone loved it. The grandmas cooed over Liam, the cougars eyed up Drake and the teens fangirled over Maxwell.

- Third year they sent Queen Riley. She announced her pregnancy on stage as the corgi’s ran around. Immediately everyone broke into applause and the win streak carried on.

- Fourth year Madeline and Olivia teamed up for a reluctant duet. This was the ‘controversial’ year for Cordonia as the two ended up constantly trying to one up one another, it did not seem planned. The sexual tension was insane. They won because most countries did not want to piss off two powerful ladies.

- Fifth year Maxwell went on his own and to this day the taping of that show is not available, they may or may not have had to rescue several live squids that were flopping across the swimming tank Maxwell brought with him, and it is possible that part of the arena was set on fire by some flame tricks that went awry. No one really knows what brought an end to Cordonia’s win streak and their disqualification that year but apparently it was epic.

[tornbetween2loves]

My Heart Torn Apart, 5 Years Later

Wavering Loyalty

This is the next part in my series My Heart Torn Apart, 5 Years Later. You can catch up on previous parts here.

Warnings: Riley, Liam and Drake are in a polyamorous relationship in this series. Most parts are at least a little NS*W If this sort of relationship offends you, please don’t read it. This particular part is definitely NS*W and contains Driam smut. If that’s not your thing, please don’t read.

Word Count: 1,081

Liam turned abruptly at the sound of Drake’s voice. “Did I wake you, my love? I’m so very sorry,” He approached Drake and wrapped his arms around him. Drake sighed and closed his eyes as he pressed his forehead to Liam’s. He could smell the scotch on his breath. “You’ve been drinking,” he murmured softly. Liam dropped his arms to his side and took a step back. “Yes, Drake, I had a couple drinks,” he said flatly. He turned away and removed his jacket and started undressing so he could change for bed.

Drake frowned as he watched Liam. He knew how much stress he was under. He just didn’t like how he was coping. “Come on, I didn’t mean it like that,” he said softly. Liam turned to face him, his face flashed red with anger. “Please, explain to me how you meant it then,” he said loudly. Too loudly. “Shhhhhh, you’ll wake Riley and she needs her rest,” Drake said sternly but quietly. Liam sighed as he rubbed his eyes. “You’re right, I’m sorry. I don’t know what’s wrong with me lately.” Drake stepped behind Liam and rubbed his bare shoulders. “I know exactly what’s wrong with you. You’re stressed out. And you’re handling it badly, as always.” Liam turned his head and narrowed his eyes at Drake, but didn’t say anything. “You know I’m right,” Drake murmured sympathetically right by his ear. “You need to lean on me. Let me help you carry these burdens. We are married now. For better or worse.”

Liam sighed and smiled at Drake as he reached up and placed his hand over his that was resting on his shoulder. “You’re right as always, my love,” he whispered as he turned to face him, wrapping his arms around Drake’s waist. Drake kissed him softly, then Liam deepened the kiss as he grabbed his ass and pulled him closer. After several minutes, they pulled apart, breathless. Liam looked into Drake’s eyes, his pupils lust-blown. “Do you want me to show you how to relieve my stress?” Drake nodded as he smiled slowly. “Yes, my king. Tell me what to do.”

Their mouths crashed together again as Liam fumbled with his belt buckle with one hand, his other hand groping Drake through his pajama pants. He pulled back and commanded, “Get on your knees.” Drake obliged as Liam hurriedly removed his pants and underwear. Before Liam could say another word, Drake’s mouth wrapped around his cock as he leaned back against the wall to brace himself. Liam’s breath hitched as he looked down at Drake. Their eyes met as his mouth slowly moved all the way down to the base of his cock. Liam gasped as he felt the back of Drake’s throat over and over as he began to bob his head. He grasped the back of Drake’s neck firmly and thrust his hips, shoving his cock even deeper. Drake didn’t even flinch, he kept his eyes locked on Liam’s, darkened with desire.

They continued this way until Liam came undone, his knees trembling as Drake swallowed his hot cum and slowly pulled his mouth up the length of his softening member. Liam smiled down at his love, the feeling of relief washing over him almost immediately. Drake stood up and wrapped his arms around him. They pressed their foreheads together, their bodies close as they took deep breaths until their breathing returned to normal. Drake pulled away after a few minutes and looked at Liam with a smile. “How do you always know just what I need?” Drake shrugged. “Because I know you, my king. Even when we were kids you would internalize everything.” Liam nodded and leaned his head back against the wall. Drake bent over and grabbed Liam’s boxer briefs and tossed them at him. He shot Drake a quizzical look. “Do you think we are finished, my love?” Drake smiled at him as he turned toward the door. “Are you feeling better?” Liam nodded. “Good. Then we are finished. For now. Let’s get some sleep.”

He led Liam to the bed and they climbed in carefully so as not to disturb Riley. Drake wrapped his arms around his husband and held him tight. After a few minutes Liam’s breathing became more heavy and steady. He very carefully unwrapped himself from around Liam and slipped out of bed. He threw on a sweatshirt and snuck out the door.

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Bastien stood under the steaming hot water, feeling it run over his shoulders and down his back. He placed both hands on the tile in front of him and groaned as he closed his eyes. He was under way too much stress lately. The thoughts he had been having were haunting him, he was having trouble sleeping. He never would’ve thought he would even consider doing something like this. But if that journal was correct, then he may be forced to take action. He wondered if Liam had made the connection when he read it. Of course, nobody paid as much attention to his ancestry. He was simply the head of the royal guard. And although his ancestors were nobility, they were not royalty. Technically. So they weren’t studied as ardently as Queens Kenna and Val. Or even as King Tevan Drammir of Fydoria.

His ancestor is mentioned in A Story Worth Telling, however. Raydan Lykel was very close to the queens and he played an integral role in defeating Azura. He faked a betrayal and used his charm to win the affection and trust of the evil queen. But his loyalty never wavered. After the war, he married Aurynn Drammir, sister of King Tevan, and they settled down and quietly raised a family in Fydoria.

Madeline wasn’t the only one with a possible claim to the throne. “Thank God for that,” Bastien mumbled to himself as he turned around, feeling the hot water pound on his chest. She would make a terrible queen. He remained under the hot water until it started to cool, thoughts of his ancestors swirling through his mind. He turned the shower off and reached for a towel, wrapping it around his waist. He opened the door to the bedroom to retrieve his pajamas off the bed. He stopped short at the edge of the bed when he saw someone sitting in the chair by the door.

Bastien’s brow furrowed as a questioning look came across his face. “Drake? What’s going on? Is everything ok?”

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[persephina]

agreed and also i’m pretty sure the reason for this is is that trr has always had slightly altered names and locations from tcatf. for example in tcatf the nevrakis are from lykos, but in trr olivia is from lythikos, tevan’s fydoria is madeline’s fydelia etc.

people big mad that they’ve been spelling it “Rhys” instead of “Rys” in trm; bro idk how to tell you that names and spelling tend to change over time that’s just how language works.

[ebony-bird]

Cordonia Headcanons in Europe:

- They participate in Eurovision every year but always lose. Except for the year they sent Maxwell - that year they were disqualified.

- King Liam is the delegate to the EU and always shows up in a fancy suit. He tries to relate to other nations by talking about apples but it doesn’t work.

- One time he has to send MC and everyone is equally charmed by her and outraged she lets her corgis run loose during an official meeting.

- Drake went once but said so little Cordonia was marked as absent.

- One year they sent Hana and since then she’s been the official representative because she’s too good.

- Kiara deals with more international trade as she speaks every language ever.

- Madeline deals with European press releases and has to constantly remind international press that yes Cordonia has more exports than just apples and no we don’t plan on transitioning to a democracy anytime soon.

- Most European countries see Cordonia as this quaint little country that probably belongs in the 18th century.

- But they don’t go to war or cause problems so they’re left too it.

- Except for that one time MC jokingly declared she wanted to wage war on Belgium for their chocolate supply, the press overheard her and it almost caused an international incident.

- Technically Cordonia and Iceland were at war for 2 months, because Maxwell taught himself Icelandic and accidentally declared war on Reykjavik. King Liam had to smooth things over but things remain frosty.

- Bertrand often has heads of state over to the Beaumont House to shmooze them but somehow it always turns into a wild party when the gang crash. Thankfully this seems to improve relations.

- Olivia refuses to entertain foreign diplomats, and once expelled them all from Lythkos when the diplomat from Bulgaria joked Bulgarian eggnog was better.