#mideval au!

[jessjad]

Rightfully deceived

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Summary: When a marriage promise forces Y/N to step up for her younger sister, she gets something she always wanted. But when the truth comes out, her new husband Dean is not so happy about the mix-up. Will she loose it all? Or will she be surprised in the end?

Pairing: AU!Dean Winchester x Reader

Warnings: arranged marriage, lying, abbondanment, forced proximity, jealousy, fluff, smut and a couple of other things.

A/N: Hello! 😊 On to the next one. I do have to say that "Outlander" and some of my fav books influenced me here. We'll be going to scotland in the 1800's somewhere. I actually had a similar dream and I could not get it out of my head. So, I hope you like it too.

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Prologue

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Epilogue

Series complete!

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Hello my friends!

[startheskelaton]

Are nightflyer and slipstream still adopted in the fantasy au or are they biologically starscreams? And like. Are they not robots anymore or just kinda robots? (Also did Optimus actually die in childbirth this time?)

I wanna say those two are biologically Starscream’s….. I like to think Starscream tried to baby trap Skyfire twice but Skyfire just straight up left before realizing both times because

1: his self esteem was so low he couldn’t believe that he’d actually be able to have a family with Starscream one day.

2: his true passion in life was to travel and study every corner of the earth, so being tied down wasn’t the life for him.

Also for the “are they robots”…. I don’t know, don’t worry about it

[spiderpupware]

[liiahearts]

I've been dying to yap/share about this!

[Drawing above is Togame's first years as a witch 🔮]

In a medieval setting where witchcraft is forbidden, Togame lives a double life. By day, he is a quiet, unassuming librarian in the village. However, once he leaves the village, he retreats to a secluded cabin deep within the woods, where his true nature as a witch remains hidden from the suspicious eyes of the townsfolk.

Togame’s path to witchcraft began long ago, during a dark time in his life. His studies led him to cross paths with a mysterious black cat, a demon seeking for a new witch to be their familiar. In a moment of desperation, Togame formed a pact with the creature, binding their fates.

Togame learned early on that discovery meant death. The villagers were deeply superstitious, and witch hunts were common. To maintain his secrecy, Togame mastered the art of deception. His library was not just a repository of knowledge, but a fortress of concealment. He curated mundane texts to keep the villagers placated, while hiding the darker, magical tomes in a secret compartment beneath the floorboards of his home.

The cat is Choji btw ヽ( 'ω' )ﾉ and there are other supernatural beings other than witches in this AU. Kame is just the centre of this story.

[staugustinebutnotreligious]

Here’s the link to a fic I just updated! This one is super slow updates because it isn’t my main wip, but I still love it very much and do have a plan on how to finish it.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61070581

A Touch Of The Divine

Fandom: Haikyuu

Warning Tags: Major Character Death, Graphic Depictions Of Violence

Relationships-

/: Kagehina

&: Iwaoi, Kageyama Iwaizumi and Oikawa

Non-character Tags: fantasy au, soulmate au, royalty au, historical, magic au, dyslexic Kageyama Tobio, misunderstandings, prophecy, fluff and angst, young love, action and adventure

Summary-

Kageyama Tobio had his life decided the moment he was born marked. With an entire kingdom depending on you there isn’t much choice. So as his destiny creeps ever closer, he resigns himself to fate. Then Hinata crashes into his life. So really, if that idiot can defy all logic and worm his way into a prophesied journey that doesn’t belong to him, was Tobio ever really as stuck as he felt?

[msdespairs-thoughts]

Contains: Kenjaku is not Geto, saintness reader, not proofread, written as notes, multiple characters x reader was in mind, Gender neutral reader but male reader was the original format so please kindly point out any he/him pronouns address the reader that I missed

Inspired by House Of Alphas by Sadistic-kiss

Imagine:

A Modern era mix with medieval themes. Major clans upgraded to kingdoms but the main focus will be Ryomen ruled by Sukuna, Zen’in ruled by Naobito, Gojo ruled by Satoru, Kamo ruled by a Kamo.

Neutral grounds that belong to Tengen as they are what’s preventing the cursed lands from spreading, protecting each kingdom from the mindless, and had paths built connect each kingdom to another.

Everyone is alive, curse techniques and the schools exist. Jujutsu is in Gojo kingdom, as the Kyoto is in the Kama kingdom. Riko Amanai and Yuki Tsukumo are Tengen’s disciples called the Star Plasma those who have similar abilities as Tengen. Toji hides in the Gojo kingdom and has a deal with Satoru to protect his kids in exchange he’ll act a Satoru’s lapdog. Suguru is Satoru’s husband. Yuji and Choso are Sukuna’s sons.

Kenjaku will be using the body of Getou’s ancestor. He’ll be the antagonist as he’s the embodiment of the Cursed lands. Maihto Jojo dagon and Hanami will be his creations. He blends in with society as long with his four children.

There’s a difference between Curse spirits that roam the world and the ones that live in the kingdoms. Sentient Curses are basically like Yōkai and they mainly from Sukuna’s kingdom. As for Mindless Curses are unknown spirits that will kill humans and Sentient Curses for their negative cursed energy.

Mindless Curses get stronger for killing someone with cursed energy even if someone contains little of it. Mindless Curses aren't created by humans but by a another factor. In the cursed lands that remain untouched due to the overwhelming numbers of Mindless Curses and by a strange force that will turn anyone who step onto the lands into a mindless curse.

The leaders of each kingdom go to Tengen’s place to have a meeting about the mindless and what to do. Yuki brings up some old prophecy she found of a Saintess that will have the power to combat the mindless and enter the cursed lands taking down the barrier that prevents anyone from entering further, Gojo is the only one who can enter the cursed lands due to his infinity but cannot destroy the barrier, Tengen refuses and reveals that to summon a Saintness requires a heavy sacrifice but if done incorrectly will have dire consequences as it was done once a long time ago and they had witnessed the catastrophic events. By the end, they had made a vote and it ended up as the majority voted to attempt summoning the Saintess. Unknown that Kenjaku was disguised during the meeting.

The summoning required a vacant virgin body of someone who died that very day for the Saintess to host. It must take place at night with a full moon and clear skies with no clouds in sight.

Kenjaku sabotaged the summoning towards the end but he was too late as You are transported into another body of someone who died that same day.

Tengen expected the night stars to fall towards them just like what they witnessed but nothing happened. They realized that the summon must have work and that the Saintess must be in another body.

You are confused when opened your eyes seeing that you are in a wooden box, realizing it is a closed coffin. Of course, this prompts you to start screaming and banging on the coffin until someone opened. It was during the original host(OG) funeral, OG’s family, friends, plus others are overjoyed to see you up. This starts a rumor about You being blessed by the gods

You questions who they are and where you are causing OG’s family to freaking out when the pastor(?) calmly explains that it possible for him to have amnesia as he was dead for hours.

[pastelmuppet]

Anyone want some ROYALTY MAYHEM??? One of my favorite fandoms of the Electric Mayhem I’ve ever drawn since I became an official Mayhead..:3

Bow down to the 6 main majesties who own and rule the Hip ‘n Groovy Kingdom! Where peace and love is the only rule and no wars shall commence!!

[grainsofexcellence]

Middle of the Night is COMPLETE!

Notes:

Okay friends -- I heard you. A lot of you wanted the whole thing posted before reading it. You have your wish -- here is the final chapter!

Thank you so much to all of you for helping me reach 20k views! I will for sure be pursing publishing this eventually whether with a publisher or on my own due to the response. I appreciate every single person who engaged with this story. If you think you might ever want a physical copy make sure to follow my socials to stay in the loop with everything that I do and updates about new stories.

https://archiveofourown.org/.../43619782/chapters/154991674

NEW Pinkpillow19 Stories:

Safe Place (Gamer Related)

Artificial Dreams (AI Theme)

The Devil To Your Right

[n0nam3fand0mch1ld]

Warning: Depicts a puppet being hanged even if it is drawn, so not see if you do not want to.

Hang the puppet.

Without the tint.

Takes place when Pinocchio was hanged by thieves.

The puppeteer gave Pinocchio new clothes after the child had torn theirs, an excuse for me to try a different color palette on him and try to mimic those midevil clothes.)

A au of mine called “The tales of a puppet” (do not question why I made one).

[fishyvamp]

Thinking about Court Jester!Ghostface standing on stage at a festival. the queen is sat beside the King with two brave knights by their sides. The man who dares to scream and taunt on stage for all to see;

"Ladies and slimes and everyone who dares to climb, come quick, come quick!" Bells ringing as he prances around the stage his hat flopping about as children giggle at the scene. "I have a tale to share in honor of our newly crowned queen!" He bowed twirling his hat off his head revealing a mop of shaggy disheveled black hair. His eyes glancing up lingering on each one standing in the royal stand. Smirking as he felt the Captain stare him down. "I have tale, most fictional! But it tis grand and it tis smart and it tis only mine to tell. So listen closely..." He voice dropping softly watching as the crowd leaned in only to shout, "but not too close! For I shall scream my tale for it must be seen!"

Arms raised to the sky the bells of his feet jingling as he moved about, "tis a dark tale of deception, murder, and most importantly—" his wrist flicking out to reveal a rose holding it out to you to take, "Love most forbidden." A smile bright on his painted face.

He stood up straight covering his face, "but oh contrare my most debonair for I hath seen it's beauty plain in the eye of my mind it drives me insane I might die!" He placed above his head rocking on his feet as if to faint, falling back before stomping forward startling the crowd. "But I shall live and release this pain for all to hear so I may gain some semblance of..." His breath stalling the sentence trailing off his gaze cast downward seemingly locked on you. Before snapping away.

"there once was lonely prince of far away whose desires of love were not what he should crave. A servant! A slave!" He shouted crouching low hands in front of him as if ready to lunge, "A slave? You might say, tis true. A prince who was blue who craves a slave. A slave who is bound with one rule, a rule only a fool would break. Protect the prince, let him not ache. For if he did, the king would quake."

The court jester looked upon the crowd eyeing each and everyone memorizing their looks. His movements wide and broad, "Little did the king of madness know of the prince of sadness that he already ached, his mind slaved away trying to purge his thoughts of gay." He clawed at his clothes as his cadence became desperate. Falling to his knees, before looking up with soulful look. "The king must never know." He whispered longingly reaching out to the captain of the guard. Head dropping as he turned to the crowd face going blank. "The slave must never know." Hands pawing at the stage as he crawled along the polished wood, bells clanging with each step. "The slave must never know," he repeated reaching out to you. Before pulling away abruptly rising to his feet hands held to his chest.

"but if madness know anything, it knows to hurt." The words almost melancholy, "it knows to look; to find the sadness and make it grow! It lashes! lashes out tearing into flesh and bone!" His words louder with each word as he pulls away from himself, "you could hear the cry and as the slave screamed, chained and bound; helpless to fight, for the prince he must protect, but the king he must serve."

The jesters hands falling to his sides as he bows his head, "the prince he must protect, but the king he must serve" his words echoing on the stage. His pacing slow as he carried on, "the slave wept mourning the prince. Mourning the softness he brought. The slave had been greedy, being so needy as to crave the prince himself... He too died that day a heart so shattered it could scarcely beat." A single tear sliding down his face as he lets a silence linger over the space. "Tis a shame that tattered lovers were torn apart, but fret not their corpses did rise. A secret they vowed to keep the slave purging himself of his vows as he plunged a blade deep in the chest of a beast who will forever now sleep!"

The jester now facing the new queen, "whatever do you think a bride feel to know her groom had lied? To think he lived a corpse that loved another, but will never love her?" The Queen's personal guard moving closer hand on the back of her chair. The jester already thinking of ways to tell that tale at the next festival. The King's inner circle knows the truth, but to you it is just a tragedy. A story told by a man you wish would pay you mind even off that wretched stage. The rose sharp in your hand blood staining the stone below you as you clutched that rose.

[jessjad]

Rightfully deceived

Prologue

Summary: When a marriage promise forces Y/N to step up for her younger sister, she gets something she always wanted. But when the truth comes out, her new husband Dean is not so happy about the mix-up. Will she loose it all? Or will she be surprised in the end?

Pairing: AU!Dean Winchester x Reader

Word Count: 782

Warnings: arranged marriage, lying and some tense nerves.

A/N: Welcome to the start of this au!series. It's still fanfiction, so I'm using the freedom of it here, too. 🤭 All mistakes are mine! Enjoy!

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Oh god. She was really doing it.

The long red and green veil was laying heavily over her head, hiding her face and entire body. Only the little lace details infront of her eyes allowed her to see somewhat of her surroundings, but still kept her facial features away from anyone around her. A tradition her family had kept going since she can remember. It was meant to imply the furture husband to see his future wife after the reveal late at night with new eyes before consummating the marriage. He should not see just a woman from then on, he should see his future.

The chairs on her left side in the small chapel were already full with her family and basically the entire clan living here in her home with them. Her father was the Lord, but over the years the clan became smaller and smaller. Not only to certain diseases, but also because a lot of them wanted to start a new life in America. The british empire started to gain power and for some it seemed as a threath. Still, she felt her heart swell a little with warmth upon seeing them all.

On the right side of the chapel were a lot of empty chairs. Only a few men were sitting there, waiting for the wedding to start. But their heads turned in Y/N's direction as soon as the music started to play. Everyone became quiet and looked over to her, but she tried to only focus her attention on her feet. With a deep breath in she turned her gaze to the man at the end of the aisle. Now, he was looking directly at her and a small smile graced his face. But that did not help.

The man she was about to marry was Dean Winchester, Earl of the Winchester Clan. Rich, a lot of money to his name. Famous for his stubborn and unyielding business acumen. And devilishly good looking. Tall, broad shoulders, a voice as deep as the ocean and eyes as green as a sea of jades.

Yeah, Y/N has been in love with him since the first time she had seen him. But unfortunatly to her, he only seemed to have eyes for her younger sister, Helena.

The first time Dean visited her fathers castle, Y/N had welcomed him in and offered food and drinks. With a warm smile that made her heart flutter he accepted it. Her father appeared only minutes later and the men started a friendly conversation, resulting in Dean offering her father that he could always ask for help if needed. Since Dean had bought the land next to theirs it was the right thing to do. Not knowing then that five years later, her father would take him up on that offer.

Just when Dean was about to leave again, Helena had come in from the outside. Some hay in her hair and on her dress, indicating that she came fresh from the staples. And that was the moment Y/N saw it. The change in Dean's face. His eyes had widened a little, his mouth a little slack. Helena had smiled at him and all of a sudden he was lost for words.

That's when Y/N's heart sank to the ground. From then on it seemed as if she became invisible. After that, everytime Dean came over, he tried to spent as much time with Helena as he could. Never alone of course, but to everyone around them it was obvious that he liked her a lot. And eventhough Helena was always friendly, Y/N knew that she did not like him the same way. Her heart was already taken. But her father did not care.

Now, five years later, her father struggled to keep making money. The harvests of his few tenants had not been productive. Also he was not the best businessman out there. So he had no choice but to ask Dean for help. However, he saw his chance and asked for Helena's hand in return for his help, to which her father happily agreed.

So now, Dean was thinking he was going to marry Helena when in truth it was Y/N. She stopped in her tracks. What was she doing here? How disappointed would he be upon realizing that he married the wrong woman? And how angry would he be? Not forgetting the consequences this would entail.

But she had loved this man for years, still did to this day and she was only mere steps away from become his wife. Something her heart was yearing for for so long. But could she be that selfish?

What was she supposed to do now?

A/N: Setting the scene for you guys. Hope you like the start. 😊

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The fools, I want to squish them <3

[generaltrashshecox]

FUCK FUCK FUCK I JUST HAD AN IDEA I'M SO- this will probably never come to fruition but I have to write it down aidj

Ian and Damien are brothers from a wealthy family who has status and prestige and one day they meet a handsome young knight, Sir Anthony, and both brothers are smitten. The thing is the knight has nothing to his name coming from a lower class family but he's trying to make a name for himself.

They meet at a ball and Ian sees him first. He's taken aback by his intelligence and kindness and he kinda sweeps him off his feet. Damien arrives a little late not one for big parties but he always has to make an appearance and Ian goes to greet him when his eyes land on Anthony and something shifts. He flushes and Anthony shoots a him a smile and he ducks his head before he can make more of a fool out of himself. Because there's no way. No way a man as handsome as that, a knight, would look at him like that. He was the lowly second brother, the strange one, the one people spoke about behind his back. It wasn't that the brothers were all that different it was just Ian hid it better, he had to. But he lifts his head and the knight is still looking at him with a soft smile and there's no doubt he's looking at him. He takes his brother's arm and asks the question.

"Who is that?" he asks and Ian turns to see who he's talking about and his heart drops. It hits him that it was never meant to be truly. He was the first son, the one to inherit their family name and give them an heir. And the way Damien looks, absolutely smitten, and alive in a way Ian had never seen before he can't help but want what was best for his brother.

"Sir Anthony. Let me introduce you," he says making his way towards him.

"No, wait!" But Ian's already moving.

Ian introduces them and Anthony takes his hand as he did Ian's and kisses it softly and Damien stumbles over his words. It's done after that. They court, with chaperones of course (though there are times they sneak away and share some soft kisses as Sir Anthony touches Damien in ways he's never been touched before hands clenching on the ridges of his armor) and after months he asks for his hand in marriage which their father happily accepts never thinking his second son would actually marry.

Ian watches this all with an aching heart but it's for the best. He'd rather hurt than his little brother but he can't help but share simmering looks with the knight he could never have.

[justabigoldnerd]

Thank you so much @cha-melodius for the tag!!!!

Bare with me, folks, I just worked the most hours I've ever worked (which isn't a lot for most people, but it is for me) on shit sleep two nights in a row and I'm completely drained so I do apologize if I've posted this snippet before ajdgjsjshsjsksk but here's a bit from "I Am Your Lover (I Am Your Jailor)"

After the cheers subsided, the Queen and Solo approached the gates, greeting peasants and landowners through the gate. Illya tried to push through the crushing crowd, but they were squeezed too tightly. The drum in his ears intensified and he pushed and pushed and pushed until a tiny, echoey, pleading, voice cried, “Illya!” He froze and looked down at Gaby, who was trying in vain to wrench her hand from his. “You're hurting me,” she sobbed. Sparks of panic jolted up Illya's arm and he dropped Gaby's hand like it was a hot coal. She cradled it to her chest and cast her eyes down. “I'm….I'm sorry. I didn't….,” Illya panted, glancing back at the castle gates. The Court had said their goodbyes and were disappearing back into the castle. Grief twisted in his gut again. They were too late. He tore his eyes away from the closing oaken doors and crouched in front of Gaby, his hands on her arms. “I didn't mean to. I'm sorry,” he eased.

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@too-young-to-fall-in-love and anyone else who wants to join!!!