#tss fantasy au

[typically-untypical]

Falling For You

AU: Fantasy

CW: Injury

WC: 1,595

Date: 12/16/2023

"Stay by my side," Janus called to Patton and Roman, completely dropping the titles he should have been using. This was so typical of him, waiting until the moment there were no onlookers and dropping any respect he was supposed to show the two kings. Honestly Roman didn't mind. For the past decade, Janus had been Roman's guard, protecting him whether he was on the ground or in flight. Even before he was a guard, he had been the kid that snuck in to see Roman. They had always been by each other's side, and why Roman was younger, he had naively believed he and Janus were fated to be together. He dreamed of Janus sweeping him off his feet, making a snide remark and whisking him away to the unknown, away to a place where they weren't separated by their class and they could be together without sideways glances.

However, that wasn't the role of a guard, and it certainly wasn't the place for a royal. Roman had the responsibility to carry on his family lineage, to hold his head high and be above reproach when it came to society. That didn't mean he stopped craving Janus' deep voice whispering in his ear. It just meant he got much better at hiding it.

Patton, Roman's husband, wasn't nearly as experienced in the ways of denying his emotions. Patton wore his heart on his sleeve and it was beautiful, but dangerous. He attempted to hide his sadness and pain but it was easy enough to see it, almost as easy to see the blooming curiosity his husband had for their guard. Janus had a way with words, a way of peaking people's interest and twisting them around him. That was how Roman had fallen, so completely enamored with the coiling twists of Janus' tongue that he hadn't realized he was ensnared until it was too late.

"My kings!" Janus' voice was loud, screaming through the wind as he threw himself and his alicorn in front of Patton and Roman. The blast came soon after, rocking Janus back. It felt like a slow spell had been cast as Janus slowly tipped off his mount, empty eyes connecting with Roman's before time sped up and Janus was free falling. 

"No!" Patton shouted just after, pushing himself from the safety of Roman's arms and diving into the sky to grab Janus. The were wrapped together, billowing cloaks in the wind as Patton struggled to grab his wand. 

There wasn't enough time.

 There wasn't enough time! 

Roman grabbed the reins hard, steering towards the two rushing to the ground. 

There wasn't time to think. 

He had to act. 

Matching his descent with theirs he scooped both into his arms, almost missing Patton's hand. They were safe. He was holding them. 

Roman leveled out but there was still a threat. Bolts of magic fired at the three of them while he tried to steer away. His chest was tight, running on pure adrenaline until he landed. 

"Patton get him somewhere safe." Roman jumped off the alicorn, pulling his own wand out of his pocket.

"But Roman, what are you-"

"I've got this handled." Landing might not have been the best strategy. He had less area to maneuver around this way, but he couldn't risk falling. He wasn't going to die here. He wouldn't leave either of them behind. Roman turned to look at Patton, showing him the softest smile he could manage. Was he frightened? Sure. Was he concerned about winning this fight? Possibly. However, nothing would be worse than him losing the two people he loved. For a brief moment Roman entertained the idea of being a gallant hero, of letting his name go down in history for saving Patton and Janus. The two of them would get together and Janus would be taken care of.

No, now wasn't the time for that. He shot Patton another look, and the man swallowed before nodding. He took the reins of the alicorn and flew away into the forest. They would be hard to follow there. Thankfully, the men after them went for the easy prey, flying toward Roman instead of going after Patton and Janus. There were four riders, two with wands and two with swords. His hand itched to reach for his own sword but he had to be strategic about this. The ones with the wands posed the most problems but if the two with the swords got any closer that could change. Roman waved his wand above his head, casting it down and creating a wall of ice between the two groups hoping to buy Patton and Janus more time. He then whistled for Janus' mount who had been aimlessly flying in circles without a rider to guide him. The Alicorns were very intelligent creatures, they knew when it was time to work and when it was time to play. Roman was lucky the bridal hadn't been knocked off as well or he might not have had a mount at all. 

"I'm surprise the four of you managed to knock my guard off his mount." They didn't speak the two with magic shooting at him but Roman was able to dodge with minor injures, shivering at the cold that latched onto his leg. "Your skills pale in comparison." Maybe taunting them wasn't the best idea. It was important he keep their attention. He could see the way they grew angrier with his jabs and the ice wall shattered. Thankfully just in time for Roman to throw himself onto the Alicorn and take to the skies. Patton and Janus were decently far away now. They should be safe. It was time to fight for real. 

He wished he could spare the griffins, the chosen mounts for his pursuers, but it was always dangerous to attempt to take in creatures that had been tamed by the enemy. Roman had to act without mercy. He slung spells at his pursuers, felling those who would try to hurt him, and when his mana was drained, he pulled out his sword, ready to attack with the horn of his alicorn and also with the fury of his own blade. The sun was setting by the time he was able to land. He allowed the alicorn to lead, knowing they were often drawn to others of their species. They walked instead of flying, making their way through the forests that protected the city, stumbling through the dark with only each other. As the last lights of day faded, Roman saw a light, a small campfire off in the distance. 

"Patton you have to let me go!" Janus was shouting, his voice pitched higher then it normally was a sound he only made when consumed by panic. "He could be in danger."

"You don't think I know that?" Patton sounded like he had been crying. "But he didn't want you to get hurt."

"And he also doesn't have many brain cells."

"That's not an appropriate thing to say about your king," Roman said as he walked into the clearing, smiling softly when he saw both of them were alright. Patton was already rushing toward him and Janus was straightening himself out, shoulders back, hands pressing down his guard uniform. It was like watching someone put on a carefully curated mask. Janus had always been good at that, but that only worried Roman more.

As soon as his husband was in his arms, Roman hugged Patton tightly. His eyes never really left Janus who cleared his throat upon realizing the intensity of his king's gaze.

"I am thankful you're alright," he hesitated, voice hanging in the air before Janus bowed, whispering, "your highness." That simply wouldn't do. It was only the three of them and Roman preferred the man who argued and challenged him to one that quietly followed orders. Gently putting his hands on Patton's shoulders, Roman pushed him away, kissing his cheek lightly. He was about to do something they had talked about for a while and outside the confines of the castle and society, Roman was willing to take a risk. He had almost lost Janus today. He wasn't risking this again. Roman marched over, twigs snapping under his feet.

He was face to face with Janus, in a manner of speaking, but the other man was still bowing, head dipped in reverence. That really wouldn't do. Roman lifted up Janus' chin, tilting him toward the sky.

"Come now Roman, I know you won't behead me for such a simple faux pas," he was trying to smile, but there was a hint of doubt in his eyes, a hint of something else. How could Janus doubt him? After so long?

"Will you shut up for once in your life?" He leaned forward, kissing Janus with as much heat as care, pulling the man in closer as he second hand went to explore Janus' body. Roman wanted to touch him as much as he wanted to verify the knight was okay.

When they finally separated for air, Janus was smirking, a look of love sickness in his eyes. "That wasn't an appropriate thing for a king to do," He whispered and Patton giggled, causing Janus to blush just a hint. 

"I don't care, you aren't allowed to leave."

"Can I have a turn?" Patton asked, resting one hand on Roman's arm and the other on Janus'. He had a pout on his lips that barely hide a smile. They would figure this out together, society be damned. Roman wasn't going to lose him.

@tsspromptmonth

[bluuscreen]

dark and stormy knight

[fandombead]

👑 Happy Logince Week~! 💫

Prompt: Poetry

Our love shall bind me

And allow you to find me

In your world someday

TFW your soulmate is from another realm and gets cursed trying to break the rules to be with you, amiright??

~❤️💙❤️💙~

Tiny bit belated to the Logince Week Party, but I got inspired yesterday and my fic was slow going!! So here we are! I worked like I was possessed until this was done hahaha!

@loginceweek2024 !

[dotemakesthings]

Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Sanders Sides (Web Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders & Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders & Morality | Patton Sanders Characters: Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Morality | Patton Sanders Additional Tags: Blood and Violence, Werewolves, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Warning: Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders Being Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Vampires, Forest God Patton, Vampire Remus, Human Roman, Blood and Injury, Near Death Experiences, Body horror? whatever you call having roots growing into your skin Series: Part 1 of The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep Summary:

Roman didn’t show up on his normal patrol around the village. Remus was looking forward to following him around and grilling him about the young lad he was interested in, but now he has a much larger concern: the fact that the human he’s taken a liking to might be in danger.

[potato-goose-tornado]

Okay, were doin this shit again, bc I've decided it's fun

Time for one am rp prompt, and I have an oldie but still hilarious goodie

Obviously, it's going to be a human au (when do I *not* do human aus), and it can either be a modern au or fantasy, and it would be pretty cool in both tbh

Anyhow

Side A and B are both princes for other lands, and either one of them is a spare, or both are spares for their kingdom, so what's better to do than to marry them off to another kingdom to preserve ties without any pesky generational lines bc they're both... gay....

(If one is indeed the crown prince, than it could just be a more relaxed monarchy that decides that children are chosen and Yada Yada, details that are slightly difficult to decide right and now in the very moment)

Anyhow

So, their marriage has been decided since *birth*, and they--obviously--heavily dislike (if not hate) eachother. Obviously.

Story would probably be a few scenes of them growing up with seething resentment towards eachother, and then their wedding! It can either be played as everything (maybe not *everything*, there can be a disaster) going right, and then they have to live life as a married couple and slowly fall in love, OR!!! Something disastrous can happen. Like a Kidnapping, or... something...

Alternatively, they *don't* get married yet (probably in a modern au instead of fantasy), and they have to pull a Red White and Royal Blue bc of a disaster at a public event. (I'm thinking.... champagne tower falling...) and they--again--fall in love based off of forced proximity

'Cause it would be funny

As always, I truly think Intrulogical might be best for this one, but what do I know? It's one am, I am slightly out of my fucking mind

No Patton ships if you are interested in doing this with me, I just don't like ships with him

I have..

Rules... things... on my pinned thingie

I gotta sleep, I am going to have so many errors ro fix when I wake up

Enjoy the prompt, use it for evil and you have my blessing <33

[nandysparadox]

A Wish Your Heart Makes - Masterpost ♡

Photo by frank mckenna via Unsplash / Edited by me

A dream is a wish your heart makes / When you're fast asleep

Patton Holloway is no stranger to fairy tales, as a human who’s lived in Fairyland for the past seven years, bound to the whims of the faerie who whisked him away, with only the mice and his memories for company. Roman is the Rose Prince of Spring, and the youngest of the heirs – his coronation is foretold by the spirits of the earth far earlier than he or his family expected. In a chance meeting, they find each other, and it might be just what they need. After all, change is coming. Everybody says so. or: a royality cinderella au, with a faerie twist 🩵

rating: T

pairing: romantic royality; background queerplatonic dukexiety

word count: 45k+

cw: past parental death, implied/referenced past child abuse, fantasy discrimination, physical/emotional abuse & neglect, abduction (of the ‘whisked away’ kind), controlling behavior, manipulation, magical compulsions and deals, angst with a happy ending

—♡—

this is my @tss-storytime big bang fic and I couldn't have been more honored to participate in this event this year <3 I want to thank the mods for organizing such an incredible event. it was so much fun!

my partner was @bitterpoison and they drew some wonderful, stunning art for this fic (here!) - working with them was a such a joy, please go check out their work!

huge thanks to everyone who made this fic possible - @caruliaa, my dear friend and biggest cheerleader throughout this whole process, and @pandagobrr and @fandombead, who beta-read this fic and gave me some incredible insight (and lovely comments!) 😊

Chapter List - [AO3] - Character Sheets

Prologue

Chapter 1 | In dreams, you will lose your heartaches

Chapter 2 | Whatever you wish for, you keep

Chapter 3 | Have faith in your dreams and someday

Chapter 4 | Your rainbow will come smiling through

Chapter 5 | No matter how your heart is grieving

Chapter 6 | If you keep on believing

Chapter 7 | The dream that you wish will come true

♡ Playlist ♡

[thiaquiche]

Feedback Fest 2024

Since the @transformativeworks is holding a Feedback Fest in honour of International Fanworks Day, I figured I’d join in the fun and put together my own reclist for the occasion! So, in no particular order, here’s ten fics I love and why you should read them! I’ve got a wide spread of fandoms here, so hopefully you’ll find something interesting. I have all of these fics downloaded, so if you’re seeing this in the future and a link to something you’re interested in ends up broken, just let me know and I’ll gladly send you a pdf.

Something’s Wrong with Danny Fenton Vol. I by Perfectly_Inconspicuous

Danny Phantom. Mature, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Gen. 55 065 words.

Danny Fenton.

The enigma of Casper High.

It's the first day of the winter semester when she notices him.

She notices him for what feels like the first time. Maybe because at this point he's the only alternative kid other than her.

Or maybe because boom, there he is: the locker next to hers.

--

A No One Knows AU where Danny transfers from a different school to Casper during Junior year and ends up befriending Sam and Tucker. Written for Invisobang 2021!

Why you should read it: This fic packs a wonderfully creepy, unsettling atmosphere that really makes this horror!Danny premise come alive (ba dum tss), and makes the development of his friendship with Sam and Tucker feel all the warmer by comparison. It’s incredibly gripping.

Soldier, Poet, King by Stargaze_Sunflower

Ducktales 2017. Teen and Up Audiences, No Archive Warnings Apply, Gen. 104 510 words.

Dewey has always felt like something was missing from his life. Something big. And really, it's just like him to get caught up in a kidnapping plot and stumble across the puzzle of his life on complete accident, and now he's got more pieces than he knows what to do with. Luckily, he's got help in the form of new friends, his moderate skills with a sword, and the determination to believe in the impossible.

This gives a whole new meaning to 'Found Family'.

Why you should read it: This fic is an awesome medieval fantasy romp, and it’s just plain fun.

Friendship Games by WhiteBAG

Milo Murphy’s Law. Teen and Up Audiences, Creator Chose Not to Use Archive Warnings, Gen. 42 662 words.

Milo and his friends enter the Friendship Games. Dakota and Cavendish time travel to fight the monster.

Why you should read it: Without saying too much, the way the time travel plot winds back on itself is just so much fun. Even now that I’ve left the fandom, and haven’t read this fic in a long time, I still find myself thinking about it.

More Than Legacy by PanellaDePonce

Pokémon. General Audiences, No Archive Warnings Apply, Gen. 11 637 words.

It was time at last for the 150th Annual Convention of Pokémon Sciences to begin. Every year, the brightest minds in the field would gather together to present their findings to an eager audience of burgeoning scientists and casual enthusiasts alike. 150 years ago it started in Jubilife Village, and today, the conference is held in Jubilife City.

Before the conference begins, however, many of the leading researchers gather together to argue and debate, verbally slap fighting and throwing around their theories and ideas. Lucas found this tradition tiring, annoying, and most of all, incredibly boring.

Little does he know, something very interesting is set to happen at the meeting. Something he wouldn't want to miss.

Why you should read it: This thing made me BAWL. I was fucking SOBBING. Waaaaaughhhhhhhhhhh

Give Me Healthy Coping, or Give Me Death by Prince_Enby

OMORI. General Audiences, No Archive Warnings Apply, F/M (past Hero/Mari) and Gen. 5420 words.

There was something weird about how Kel was acting, Hero thought. Hero's thoughts were all over the place these days, though, so that observation probably didn't mean anything.

Still, though, he was curious about that glint in his brother's eyes. It was the look of a man on a warpath - and all over a bowl of soup.

Weird indeed.

Why you should read it: This fic is chicken soup when I’m sad, and I wanna share the comfort, plain and simple.

Mari Suzuki’s Overly Busy Afterlife by ShardOfHope

OMORI. Teen and Up Audiences, No Archive Warnings Apply, M/M (Basil/Kel/Sunny), F/F (Aubrey/Kim), and F/M (Hero/Mari). 127 480 words.

Mari never left Sunny after the accident. She forgave him and promised she would stay until he was ready to tell the truth. Until he was strong enough.

Four years of staying with her gremlin shut in brother has made her slightly regret that promise. Well, more then slightly.

A retelling with a ghost, and a brother with no survival instinct.

Why you should read it: This fic is riotously funny. Like, wheezing on the floor funny. Rolling around, falling down the stairs and breaking your neck funny. (Yes I did have to force a stairs joke in there. Sue me, but sue me after you read this fic.)

Coming to Light by Candyland1030 [DeviantArt]

Professor Layton and the Unwound Future. PG. 2819 words.

What goes around comes around. Sooner or later, everyone has to pay the piper.

Why you should read it: This is my favourite fic for seeing Bill Hawks get his comeuppance. A delicious dose of justice for a guy who got off far too easily in canon.

Theo’s Surreal Mountain-Climbing Adventure by CelestialHorizons (TerminalMiraculosis)

Celeste. Teen and Up Audiences, No Archive Warnings Apply, Gen. 5519 words.

Madeline has been able to dash her whole life. She thinks this is rather mundane. Theo disagrees.

Why you should read it: Extremely funny depiction of speedrunning, also Theo is simply best boy. You agree. Read it.

An Empire of Ice by TimeCloneMike

Frostpunk. Mature, Graphic Depictions of Violence, Gen. 4621 words.

The Great Frost has come and gone. That was the easy part. Rebuilding human civilization? That's when things start to get difficult, even with automatons to do all the heavy lifting.

Why you should read it: Both oneshots are great, but I especially recommend the second chapter. The story of Project Legacy saving New Manchester in the actual game has always been touching to me, and this fic’s depiction of the rescue of New Manchester’s last scout gives me warm fuzzies every time. Both parts of this fic add a human element to the game’s more zoomed-out storytelling that I deeply appreciate.

Marital Bed, by MadameReveuse

Professor Layton and the Miracle Mask. Mature, No Archive Warnings, Multi (Randall Ascot/Angela Ledore/Henry Ledore). 3526 words.

A comedy in two parts.

The Masked Gentleman imagines all the ways in which Henry and Angela Ledore might have backstabbed him. Later, Randall sees it all with clearer eyes. Maybe his fantasy can still come true - in an altogether better, lovelier way. With himself included.

Why you should read it: I don’t normally talk about, let alone recommend, sexually explicit fics, but I read this one recently and just fell in love with the characterization. Considering sex in the context of Randall’s misguided hatred and Angela and Henry’s deceptive marriage adds an interesting layer to their whole *gestures* everything, and I found all of the headcanon ideas presented very plausible. However, warning for Azran Legacy spoilers offhandedly mentioned right at the beginning.

Bonus:

This awesome Miracle Mask AMV that has been so stuck in my head lately, lol. Editing’s great, song’s great, all around great. (Don’t watch unless you’ve finished Miracle Mask though, it’s spoilers.)

[tss-storytime]

Here's one more standing ovation for all of the amazing works created in this year's event! Please show all of these creations all your love with reblogs and comments! The writers and artists worked hard on these creations and they deserve all the appreciation we can give them!!

Happily Ever After

Notes: Definitely the longest thing I've ever written. I'm very proud of it. Thank you so much to @tss-storytime Without this big bang I never would have written something this long. Thank you so much to ivaryn0 and aperezvalderrey for beta-ing for me. First time for that, so everything is written so much better. Definitely would be as polished without them. And of course huge thanks to @hyperfixated-homo for making such beautiful art for this fic. I love it so much. You will too. Be sure to check it out (here)

Characters: Roman, Virgil, Patton, Janus, Remus, and Logan, also orange side

Words: 26K all together

TW: Remus, major character death, fantasy violence, swearing, slight description of a panic attack

Summary: The narrator controls the story. That's how it's always been according to the many history books in Roman's kingdom. Just like his family before him, he has to go on a quest of his own for his happily ever after. Roman's story goes something like once upon a time, a prince saves a princess then gets married. Prince Roman decides this is absolutely ridiculous. He goes on a journey with his personal knight and meets some other people along the way. A witch, two thieves, and a dragon tamer. This story line does end with a happily ever after, but it turns out that happily ever after isn't all what it seems to be.

Links: Chapters 2, 3, 4, 5, also on A03

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Chapter 1: Destiny

Roman’s peripherals started to line with an orange glow as he began to wake. He sighed in a tired annoyance. “What is it this time?” he asked in his empty room. He made no move to get out of bed, only rubbing the sleep from his eyes

“Once upon a time, there lived a prince named Roman. He was to be going on what he would call an “epic adventure” today”. The narrator stated with a stern and clear voice.

“Nooooo! I don’t want to!” Roman whined. He turned on his side and put a pillow over his ears trying to drown out the narrator’s voice.

Usually, he had no problem getting out of bed and getting ready for the day. His appearance was very important to him and sometimes it would take him hours just to get his hair just right. A strand of brown hair in the back of his head would always stick up and ruin his whole appearance. It was such a problem that he gave it the name Linda. Anyway, today was different. How could he possibly focus on his appearance when today was the day he had to follow his destiny?

“Roman decided to get up anyway, for he knew this was his duty in the story. His parents went through this, and their parents, and their parent’s parents.” his narrator told him. 

Roman took the pillow off his head and threw it at the ceiling just for it to fall back down on his face. He glared at the pillow harshly with his brown eyes.

He knew the narrator wasn’t in the ceiling or walls, but after years of the narrator telling him what to do to get ready for his destiny, he got used to looking at the ceiling of whatever room he was in whenever the narrator decided to put his two cents in. Roman noticed that other people got into this habit as well.

“Roman threw a pillow at the ceiling but got out of bed anyway for there was a knock at the door. He had to answer it for it was of great importance.” Roman rolled his eyes at this, but there was a knock at the door and it might be important. The narrator liked to exaggerate things in order to get him to do what the narrator wanted, but it also might actually be plot important. Roman learned the hard way that it was better to waste time on unimportant things than to be in danger after ignoring a warning of some kind.

Roman sighed loudly, and practically rolled himself out of his soft and cozy bed, glaring at the ceiling while he walked over to the door. He made sure the narrator knew Roman hated him every moment he got.

“Is it important?” Roman asked the person on the other side of the door. He put his ear up to the door and listened closely. There was a moment of silence before a response was given back to him. 

“I’m being told to tell you it’s extremely important.” Everyone had their own narrator for everyone was the main character in their story.

Roman recognized this voice as his personal knight, Virgil. He was one of Roman’s closest friends. They were supposed to be close because it was important to the plot or something. Roman wasn’t sure they would have become friends otherwise. They absolutely hated each other when they were first introduced. They used to make fun of each other and call each other names. They still do, but it’s less hurtful and more playful now.

“Alright. Just give me a second to get decent.” Roman called to Virgil through the wooden door.

“Don’t take too long. I’m not going to be waiting out here forever.” Virgil told him. 

“Oh and you call me the dramatic one,” Roman scoffed. “It doesn't take me forever to get ready.” 

“Biased opinion.” Virgil laughed. “If I wasn’t out here, you would take an hour just to decide what to wear.”

Roman pursed his lips as he looked at his large array of outfits for the day. He didn’t want to annoy Virgil or prove him right by taking too long, but he wanted to put at least a little thought into his appearance today. 

He chose his white princely outfit with golden tassels on the shoulders and on the front of the shirt was a bright red sash. The shirt also had his kingdom’s emblem on the right shoulder. This outfit was by far his most favorite. The colors complimented his brown skin. It was also the most comfortable along with the most fashionable outfit he owned.

He spent a few more minutes looking at his appearance in his vanity before his narrator got too annoyed with him. 

“Roman opened the door, for it was of great importance.” The narrator told him, starting to get louder and more impatient. Roman groaned. 

“Fine. I’m opening the door! Are you happy!?” Roman yelled at the ceiling while opening the door.

“Roman opened the door without shouting or complaining like he usually does.” 

“Too late. I’m shouting at you, and I have complained.” Roman chided while pointing at the ceiling accusatively.

Roman swung open the door with a bold smile, excited to see Virgil and whatever he had that was important.

Virgil was standing in front of the door, slouching and holding a tray of breakfast. His fair face peeked out at Roman through his bangs from the black cloak with purple patches he always wore. The knight was wearing all black as usual with the exception being the patches on the cloak. He didn’t normally wear a suit of armor like the other knights, because Virgil’s expertise was stealth and quick attacks. Neither could be done very well in a loud, heavy, clunky suit of armor, so he opted for all black and dark colored clothes with some black pigment under his eyes.

Roman wished he got to see his face more. His lovely brown eyes light up whenever he’s happy about something. Freckles that were just barely noticeable dusting his face… Virgil certainly was the fairest of them all. Fair meaning pale of course.

“Well, that’s not really important.” Roman huffed, as he put a scowl on his face. He looked down at the tray, hiding his face from Virgil’s view.

“Breakfast is the most important meal of the day?” Virgil offered, handing the tray of food to Roman.

Roman gave a dramatic sigh and took the tray. “I know you and I know you didn’t eat breakfast, so why try to get me to eat mine?”

“I did eat breakfast.” Virgil defended himself. Roman raised an eyebrow and crossed his arms at this. “A small breakfast.” 

“How small?” Virgil was quiet for a while, trying to think of a good answer or to stall long enough to have Roman change the subject.

“A handful of oats.” was what Virgil came up with eventually. Roman rolled his eyes and shook his head as he pulled Virgil into the room.

“I can’t be in the room. I have to be stationed outside. What if something happens?” Despite his anxieties, he allowed Roman to pull him inside the room. Virgil had been in his room plenty of times before without getting too anxious. Recently, however, he seemed nervous in Roman’s room, and around Roman in general.

“Someone could come inside through the window. Maybe this food is poisoned. You clearly have to try it.” Roman said, pushing the tray toward Virgil. 

“Someone can’t come in here through the window, this is the tallest room in the castle. They would have to scale the wall.” Virgil scoffed.

“Tell that to Rapunzel.” Roman shot back.

“If the food is poisoned the food taster would have noticed.” Virgil told him. 

“Maybe it’s a slow acting poison. Try some fish to make sure. ”

Virgil rolled his eyes, but he ate some of the fish. “Are you happy now, your highness?” 

“Very.” Roman told him.

“I’ll be right outside if you need me. Scream if someone’s trying to kill you.” Virgil stood up off the bed and walked across the room. Roman chuckled and began eating the food on his tray.

“When Knight Virgil closed the door, a letter seemed to fall from the ceiling.” The narrator stated. 

Roman watched a letter fall from a crack in the ceiling, then continued eating.

“Prince Roman stopped eating his breakfast and walked not even five feet away and picked up the mysterious letter.” 

Roman chuckled and shook his head. “How about the narrator started working on more realistic plot devices, and Roman kept eating his breakfast for this was of utmost importance.”

“Maybe the leftovers from breakfast will be extremely useful later. Also, you can’t just use my words against me. It’s very hard being a narrator, you know. ”

“Yes. It sounds very hard, telling me what to do every day.” Roman said, pushing his carrots into the corner of the tray. He swears every time he tells the chef he doesn’t like them, they put more on his plate.

“That’s the easy part! It’s hard getting you to do what I want. I am in charge of making sure you achieve your destiny and receive a happily ever after! I thought you wanted that. You used to listen to everything I told you to do when you were a child.” the narrator yelled. The orange in Roman’s eyesight got brighter and covered more of his peripherals. He was also starting to get a headache. Nothing too serious, just something that happened when Roman ignored the narrator for too long.

Roman rolled his eyes. It wasn’t the first time the narrator started yelling at him. It was all fine and good until he didn’t get his way. Then the narrator would just start yelling until Roman did what he wanted. He was used to it and it didn’t stop Roman from making snappy and witty comments. “Are you complaining and shouting right now? What a hypocrite.”

The narrator scoffed at him. A strong wind blew through his window and picked up the letter and blew it towards Roman. It fluttered around his head and landed on his tray.

“Real realistic wind.” Roman muttered as he pushed the letter on top of his carrots in a poor attempt to cover the horrible aroma.

“I’m trying to do my job here. Just read the damn letter! It’ll take only a few minutes of your time. I am begging you here.” The narrator said, breathing heavily as if he used up a lot of his strength.

“I am busy. This food is of utmost importance.” Roman told him while continuing to eat. 

The narrator was silent for a while and the orange glow and headache started to dissipate. 

As soon as Roman finished eating, another gust of wind blew the tray of carrots onto the floor and the letter fell gently onto his lap. 

Roman closed his eyes and crossed his arms. “You can’t make me open my eyes. I’m never gonna read that letter, I’ll never save a princess, and I’ll never get married. Ever.” Roman stated.

“You are acting like a child. This is your destiny. This is the story you have to follow. Everyone gets their happily ever after and you will too.” The narrator told him. 

“Are you alright?” Virgil asked him.

Roman jumped from the bed, opening his eyes. The letter fell to the floor. “I didn’t hear you come in.”

“I heard a loud noise… and I was told to.” Virgil mumbled. “You really should listen to your narrator. Isn’t it easier to just let them make the decisions for you?”

Virgil always listened to his narrator. He was in fact terrified to not listen to his narrator. To him, his narrator was a godsend. His narrator made all the hard decisions for him and he never had to think about it.

“Not for me. The idea of destiny is fun and all, but I don’t like the fact I don’t have a choice in how my life ends up. I hate following the orders of some voice in my head. Isn’t this whole narrator thing a bit bizarre? Have you ever even questioned it? Do you know how long this has been going on?” Roman was pacing as he talked. His hands spoke just as passionately as he did. 

Virgil let him rant, watching him pace around until his view was surrounded in an orange glow. He began to focus on his narrator’s voice instead. “Knight Virgil saw a letter on the ground. ‘What was that?’ he thought. ‘Could it be a warning?’” Virgil’s narrator said to him. His anxiety spiked and he rushed to pick up the letter going through all the worst case scenarios of what could be written on it.

Roman was too deep into his rant that he didn’t even notice that this was happening. His narrator was quiet as Virgil read the letter.

“Roman.” Virgil said. Roman was still pacing and talking, so he couldn’t hear Virgil trying to get his attention. “Roman!” Roman stopped suddenly and looked at Virgil. “Sorry,” he apologized. “For yelling.”

It was at this moment, Roman noticed the letter in Virgil’s hands. “Please don’t tell me you read that.” Roman pleaded. He watched as Virgil’s eyes were tinted with orange. He groaned, knowing Virgil would listen to his narrator over him. He pouted and crossed his arms, but accepted the fact that he would learn what was in this letter whether he liked it or not. Everything that was destined to happen, happened anyway.

“Knight Virgil started reading the letter out loud to him.” Roman’s narrator told him. Virgil read the letter quietly to Roman who slumped down on his bed, sighing loudly.

“There’s trouble in the Kingdom of Thera. Um, Some ink spilled on the paper here. It’s my fault… There's more ink smeared here. Get here as quickly as you can. I am putting my trust in the nonsensical narrators to get this letter to someone who is expected to help if anyone even is. Signed, L.”

Virgil put the letter down on Roman’s vanity. “Sorry.” he mumbled.

“I know. It’s fine. I just don’t want to do this.” Roman told him. Virgil nodded in understanding. There were plenty of times his narrator told him to do something that he didn’t want to do. He did it anyway of course, but he could understand the fear of the unknown. 

“What do we do now?” Virgil asked Roman. His narrator answered for him. “Knight Virgil accompanied Prince Roman on a long journey to the Kingdom of Thera on foot.”

“On foot!?” Virgil and Roman said together. They looked at each other. They knew their narrators had said the same thing.

Roman sighed. “Well Sunshine, we might as well get this over with. As soon as my story is over, the narrator will go away and I’ll never have to hear his annoying voice giving me instructions ever again.” Roman said, getting up. He grabbed Virgil’s hand and dragged him out of his room. 

“But I thought you didn’t want to follow your destiny. I mean I could go alone. That would mean I follow my narrator and you could go back to your life even if that would mean becoming a script-breaker.” Virgil told him. 

“I could.” Roman said. “But a whole kingdom is counting on me, so I have to for them. I’m destined to be their hero. Also, I’d have to deal with him yelling at me. He’s never been this pushy before.”

“That just means this journey will be important… and really long.” Virgil complained.

“Right, we’re going on foot. I own several extravagant carriages and I have to walk for two days to the neighboring kingdom.”

Roman traded his sash for a red leather vest to try and hide the emblem of his kingdom. You could never be too careful after all. The journey was long and therefore they would most likely run into a few gangs of bandits.

The two left the room and started on their way out of the castle. Virgil was listing off all the things they might need to take with them and Roman needed to let his parents know that he would be gone for a long time and he wasn’t kidnapped or dead. 

Roman’s parents were in the throne room taking suggestions from the citizens of their kingdom. They were scripted to be kind to their subjects. Of course, they’re also nice just to be nice. He was glad they didn’t decide to become evil like all the script-breakers he learned so much about.

There weren’t any records of someone scripted to be evil and choosing to be nice, but there were plenty of stories of people who became evil even though their narrator told them otherwise. Sometimes these stories were told to children to make sure they did what their narrator told them to do. Roman had definitely heard his fair share of stories like these. It was practically all that was read to him when he was a kid.

Roman’s parents noticed him and Virgil were waiting. They sent the citizen out of the room and called Roman forward. 

“What is it, my dear child?” his mother asked him, her eyes sparkling with orange flakes. 

“Prince Roman told his parents the frightening news of the Kingdom of Thera. He was excited to fight whatever threat ailed them, but of course, he was filled with nothing but sympathy and compassion for the people of Thera.”

Roman rolled his eyes and told his parents, “My narrator told me to go to the neighboring Kingdom of Thera walking on foot with Knight Virgil to follow my destiny or something like that. They’re in danger, but for plot reasons, they couldn’t tell me why they are in danger. Not to mention the person who wrote the letter claimed they caused it.”

His parents frowned, showing disappointment. His mother was the first to speak up. “Well of course you have to go.” she frowned at him. “You should be happy about this. It’s your destiny and your path to happily ever after.” she told him.

“Clearly we haven’t taught you well enough to be happy with your narrator’s decision. You should always listen to your narrator with no complaints and plenty of enthusiasm. It’s the only way to get your happy ending. ” his father told him, looking down at him sternly. Specks of orange also sparkling in his eyes.

Most people, like Roman’s father, didn’t agree with people that chose not to follow their destinies. Not only were they more likely to become evil according to the history books, but they interfered with other people’s destiny as well. They were all for chaos and destruction and can’t be bothered to think of others.

“I know, father.” Roman looked down. Virgil looked at him with sympathy. He knew that people with numerous generations in their family who followed a close storyline were likely to be hard on their children. One person could ruin an entire line of happy endings.

Virgil was lucky in that way. His parents were told by their narrator to leave him on the doorstep of an orphanage, so Virgil didn’t grow up with parents pressuring him. He often wondered if his parents regretted it or maybe they just didn’t want him for whatever reason and disobeyed their narrator. He couldn’t blame them for whatever reason they had. 

He was absolutely terrified of his narrator telling him that he has to make an irreversible life changing decision. He was told that old friends of his that he used to hang out with were bad influences, so he had to leave. It was something he thought back to a lot, but it was probably for the best. How many people were forced to do something like that just because their narrator told them to?

“Knight Virgil was overwhelmed with worries for he was so deep in thought that he didn’t listen to a word that was spoken to him, Roman, or the king and queen.” his narrator broke him out of his thoughts. He wasn’t paying attention. What did he miss? He was so busy spiraling that he was spiraling into an entirely different direction now. 

“You two can leave now.” The king stated plainly. Virgil bowed, then turned and left with Roman. 

“Once they were out of earshot of the king and queen, Virgil admitted that he wasn't paying attention.” Virgil’s narrator told him.

Virgil opened his mouth to follow orders, but Roman started speaking. “You weren’t paying attention? That’s not like you. Are you doing alright, scare-amour?” Roman asked him. Virgil jumped up and looked at him. Roman’s narrator must have told him. One of the many bad things about the narrators. Not very many secrets are safe.

“Yeah. I wasn’t paying attention because I was too busy worrying about something else. You were listening though, right?” Virgil asked him. Roman nodded.

“Yeah, they told us to be careful and scolded me for a long while about arguing with my stupid narrator…” Virgil watched as Roman’s eyes flashed orange for a few seconds. “Oh shut up. I didn’t ask you.” Roman huffed at the ceiling. 

Roman felt already prepared while Virgil was still fretting about things they don’t have but might need. “Do you think we’d ever need a saddle?” Virgil asked. 

“We’re going on foot. Why would we need a saddle? Roman countered.

“You’re right. You’re right.” Virgil took a deep breath and went through all of their belongings once more. “I think we’re ready.”

Since the two were ready, they left the castle, the guards lowering the gate when they saw the prince. The two walked out of the town with Roman stopping at nearly every person they saw to say farewell on the way. 

Virgil admired how confident and talkative Roman could be. There was so much passion in his voice, and the way Roman smiled made his stomach do flips. Maybe he was just a little jealous of his charisma.

The two looked at the dirt path with hills and a large forest in the distance. Roman sighed. 

“The two adventurers started walking forward, without knowing the dangers that lurked ahead.”

“Oh, shut up.” Roman told him, looking up at the sky. 

Next

[analoceits]

hi. business offer: you get a new rp partner and i get a new rp partner. tss fandom specific.

soo yeah. i am bored as fucking hell and both of the people i usually rp with are busy and i need to rp once a week or i die (/j)

STUFF I REALLY LIKE:

analogical, loceit, moceit, anxceit, logince, dukexiety, dark sides, light sides (these are all platonic or romantic; will do other ships, but these are just favs)

hurt/comfort

fantasy/sci-fi AUS (ESPECIALLY werewolfs/vamps/fae)

dramatic/dark plots and themes

multi-paragraph (i can also do short form tho, dw!!)

probably more stuff that i. forgor.

STUFF I WONT DO:

logicality (unless its in a poly ship)

non-tss rp.

if you are 18+ romance ships are off the board, obvi.

obvi, but: anything nsfw, inc*st, or p*dophilic.

karrot kings or thomas x side (nothing wrong with either i just. Do Not know what to do with that. HOWEVER platonic thomas x side is alright)

also, one last thing: if you dont know how to rp/are a bit rusty/are new i still am up for rping!! even if you dont know a thing, ill teach you if you want to learn. keep the trade alive and all, yknow?

anyway uhh dm me if this sounds cool pls.

[bluuscreen]

this has been sitting in my files for almost a month and i’ve kinda decided i’m just not finishing it so here’s a mostly-rendered knight virgil

[marcy-the-tentaspy]

"Ah... If you are sure, then.. I don't mind continuing our prior sleeping arrangements." In fact he was quite happy to. The feeling of another living person close to him, their warm skin and steady breathing, it was far more comforting than he had expected.

And of course there was the fact that Johanna saying she liked sleeping next to him, inexplicably caused his heartbeat to quicken. If he had not been already, he now would have been blushing for sure.

"I can understand that. I used to be alone a lot, it never bothered me then... But back at that lake I felt.. quite lonely." There was, as he had found, a world of difference between being alone by choice and being forced into solitude. Now finally following her over to where she had spread out her bedroll he sat down next to her, his blanket still around his shoulders. Marcel's naked chest would have looked perfectly human if not for the three thin lines in his skin located on either side, right between his ribs. Where the tentacles connected to the rest of his body blue skin faded into a more human color just below his navel.

appease the monster @the-hunter-of-teufort-rp

Send “appease the monster” for a starter where your muse has been left out as a human sacrifice for my muse.

@the-hunter-of-teufort-rp

He regarded the bound woman with an unreadable expression, his arms crossed infront of his bare chest and his tentacles twitching as if they had a life of their own.Finally he heaved a sigh. “Please tell me this is not what it looks like…”Whether he was talking to himself or addressing the woman was up for interpretation

[tsspromptmonth]

Thank y'all for your patience on the official updated list! I know we've been spreading around the two that one without an official post as I haven't had much time but here it is! The full list! I'm so very excited and I'm hoping we get some artists as well this year, oh, or some playlists?! Can you imagine a LAMP Mob AU playlist, that would be so much fun!!! Anyway some extra details as well!

If you are posting anything on Tumblr, make sure to add the tag #tss rare gift event 2023

If you are posting anything on Ao3 please make sure to add it to the collection "TSS_Rare_Gifts_Event"

See below for the prompt list

Lawyers AU - Virgil/Janus

Futuristic AU - Virgil/Remus/Janus

Arranged Marriage - Patton/Janus

Werewolf AU - Roman/Logan/Patton

Superpowers AU - Virgil/Remus/Janus/Patton

Post-Apocalyptic AU - Virgil/Roman/Janus/Logan

Soulmates AU - Janus/Remus/Logan/Virgil/Patton

Office AU - Remus/Logan

Dance AU - Logan/Remus/Janus

Merepeople AU - Virgil/Roman/Janus/Logan

Hospital AU - Virgil/Janus/Logan

Artist AU - Virgil/Roman/Janus

Tattoo AU - Logan/Janus

Vampire AU - Virgil/Janus/Patton

Flowershop AU - Remus/Janus

Fantasy AU - Roman/Janus/Patton

Circus AU - Roman/Janus/Logan/Patton

Coffee Shop AU - Virgil/Janus/Logan/Patton

Band AU - Virgil/Remus/Janus/Logan

Mob AU - Logan/Virgil/Patton/Roman

Writers AU - Patton/Remus

Monster Hunter AU - Virgil/Roman/Logan

Angels & Demons AU - Roman/Janus/Logan

Childhood Friends AU - DLAMP

Magic AU - Virgil/Remus/Logan/Patton

Bodyguard AU - Roman/Janus

Pirates AU - Patton/Janus/Remus

Crime AU - Virgil/Remus/Logan

Roommates AU - Virgil/Remus

Detective AU - Janus/Logan/Patton

Farm AU - Remus/Logan/Patton

[sunshineandteddybears]

Tagged by the darling @romantichopelessly Most of these are fanfic, some are originals. Some were for things but didn't finish in time.

Rules of the game: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then, tag as many people as you have WIPs Blaze the Edge (trc)

The Testaments of the Crow King (soc)

The Lion Won't Sleep Tonight (fe3h) [NSFW]

Greek Au (fe3h)

Ms. Eleyn's Orphanage of the Metaphysical (original)

Period Story of Transman (original)

Teenage Dad (tss)

Born Unlucky (original)

A Christmas Scheme (tss)

Virgil Week Dukexiety (tss) [NSFW]

Hella Gay High Fantasy (Original)

Micah Explains the Birds and the Bees (spop)

Logan's Got a Date With a Merman (tss)

Prodigy Late (tss)

I Hear a Symphony (tss)

What Lurks in the Fields (original)

Intruality Secret Admirer (tss)

Virgil Angst (tss)

Mermay Smut (tss) [NSFW]

Secret Admirer (tss)

My Necromancer Neighbor (Original)

AITGWS 2 (tss)

idk if I have enough ppl to tag xD so I'm just gonna keep it to one who I know wouldn't mind being tagged.

@lordkingsmith

[sometimes-love-is-enough]

Another fic! I rebooted that remix challenge the TSS Fanworks Collective did a few years ago - which means that over the next week or so you should see a bunch of very cool remixes popping up in the tag. You should definitely check out the collection - not many fics in there just yet, but more will be there soon.

ANYWAY. That is all to say that this is my contribution to this month's festivities: a remix of @lovelylogans's absolute killer CLASSIC of a fantasy AU, lavender for luck. But, you know, from the perspective of a certain someone. Who? You'll never guess.

[thecrowslullaby]

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