#your child is some kind of king without a kingdom he's not okay

[defensivelee]

i really get william some days bc if I fumbled a bad bitch like mary i would never recover either

[op-dumpstertruck]

Okay bro. ...I HAVE A DAMN MANY QUESTIONS AND I'M GONNA ASK NOW! /

1) the events of your beautiful au take place after Luffy became the king of the pirates, or not?

2) why the hell isn’t Zoro looking for Sanji and his daughter, it seems to me that he wouldn’t care about everything and would give his soul just to save his family

3) what kind of idiot suddenly needed a cook for the Straw Hats pirates, and even more so. .. without a hand, and why did he force Sanji to have a child with him ?

4) is Sanji ever happy and does his “husband” show at least some warm feelings towards him, or are these purely feelings of possessiveness?

Forgive me for the questions bro, but I caught a hyperfixation on your au, and I’m damn interested in finding out everything I can about her, and by the way, I have a couple of suggestions about Sanji’s “husband”, and about the name of the second baby (if he has one no, and by the way, is this a boy?) (sorry, my native language is not English) (and I apologize in advance for the arrogant questions)

Anyway ! I really like your story, its concept and your drawing style, I really hope that everything will be revealed as quickly as possible and you won’t burn out, I wish you a pleasant time of day)

Ohhh, I love some questions about this, this makes it so much easier to organize my thoughts!

1) I have not decided yet, but in the later parts of the story? Probably yes! Like once Kuina is five or six.

2) oh yes, I already adressed that! (but only in the tags - I still use tumblr how it was in 2017, half the info usually hides there). Zoro absolutely would, the whole crew would! But they believe Sanji has been killed (when he was still pregnant). We'll get to that later 👀

3) it's absolutely not about Sanji being Sanji, it's all about his royal status. Judge doesn't care if he can cook or not, he never wanted him to cook in the first place - I also thought, for this AU at last, that with all of their mutations Sanjis siblings are probably not able to get children. And with all of Judges obession about lineage and ruling over the North Blue, I do imagine (especially for this scenario here) that Sora wasn't just someome, but an actual princess from one of the kingdoms of the north? So if Judge likes it or not (he doesn't) Sanjis kids, especially if he marries him off right, do have some use for him. (Leaving Kuina alive was probably both Rejius doing and to manipulate Sanji easier. In this scenario she is technically useless)

4) I haven't decided completely yet, but I lean towards bastard! I always imagined it not being Pudding, because the stawhats meet big mom and that would have come up, but I actually like that idea too! Even if it is just for the dynamic of Sanji wanting to blame his new mate (and having every reason to do so, either way this is gonna be an awful relationship) but feeling conflicted.

[cinderellaenjoyer]

God Games But Posideon Does It

Okay, so, Epic! Posideon wants Ody dead, right? And he can't really do that if Odysseus is stuck on Calypso's island.

So! I had the bright idea of Posideon doing God Games instead of Athena, only vouching for Odysseus to be realsead so Posideon can kill him.

Apologies if some of the Gods are OOC from their Myth counterparts, I tried to do their characters as best as I could

Enjoy

Poseidon:

Brother, God King

Rarely do I ask for favours

Now, I'm knocking on your door

With hopes to take revenge on the one who blinded the son of mine

Odysseus

Zeus:

Divine intervention, is that what you seek?

To have your sweet revenge on that silly reckless Greek?

You are playing with thunder, for something that you should have gotten over

But if he's worth the risk of going under, why not make it a game?

Convince each of them that he ought to be released, and I'll release him

Poseidon: Who's them?

Zeus:

Helios!

Aphrodite!

Persephone!

Demeter!

Hades!

Or me. What do you say?

Helios: Sure

Aphrodite: Eh

Demeter: Why not?

Persephone: Okay?

Hades: Sounds fun.

Poseidon: Bring it!

(Helios!)

Helios:

You all know to whom that cattle belonged

So with Eurylchous already gone, I think Ody can stay on Ogygia

Poseidon:

It’s because he did them worse

They mutinied after he betrayed them

Now they're stuck in the underworld

And he’s gotten off free for what he’s done!

Helios: If that's true, release him

(Aphrodite!)

Aphrodite:

Love is that man’s driving force

Why should I give you my support?

He’ll do anything for his wife and son

Poseidon:

Did you forget about his mother?

He let her die with her heartbroken

So if you make the right decision

I can make sure it was worth it for that poor woman

Aphrodite: Fine, release him

(Persephone)

Persephone:

You must think that I’m crazy

Hundreds of soldiers in the underworld

Thanks to your petty little stunt

Poseidon:

I was avenging my son!

Persphone:

More like having too much fun spiting Odysseus

Let him stay on that island, isn’t that already pain enough?

Poseidon:

Wait! Niece, just consider it!

Demeter:

Really Poseidon? Don’t try it

Poseidon: Demeter!

(Demeter…)

Demeter:

What kind of petty god of sea

Asks a man to be released

So he can sign his death warranty?

You’re the reason he’s far from Ithaca

The reason his family still misses him!

Pretended to be insane so he wouldn’t have to war!

So determined he tried to push through your storm!

Has a son that he never got to see grow!

Poseidon:

Hold your tongue now

This is about my son, not me!

And tell your daughter that he sacrificed the other 43

You talk about family?

Then listen to me!

He blinded Polyphemus, and I need to see him bleed

Demeter/Persephone: …Er, release him

Hades: Hey brother

(Hades!)

Hades:

Death Is inevitable

With or without bloodshed!

Give me one good reason why you should speed up the process

Poseidon:

He blinded the son of mine

Hades:

So I’ve heard

Poseidon:

He got all his men killed!

Hades: Why would I be upset about that?

Poseidon:

He’s kinda annoying?

Hades: So was Orpheus

Poseidon: Might as well complete the whole set with his crew

Hades: -Release him.

Poseidon: I've played your game and won, now let me at him!

Zeus: You dare make a fool of me? To make me feel shame? No one beats me, no one wins my game!

Thunder, bring him, thoroughly wring him!

Show him I'm the judgement call!

The one who makes his kingdom fall!

Apollo: Told you he would lose.

Athena:

Let him go, Father

Let him go

Zeus: Of course, my child

[buckets-and-trees]

Hoe’kay, I’ve had a thot 👀 Cedar Trees AU drabble + make it a/b/o 😏

This really just stems from this horny visual that won’t leave my whore mind: Steve scenting Reader’s throat for the very first time 😵‍💫🤌🏻🫡🫠

Oh! Siri!

If this man....

GOOD LORD

okay

So let's play with this.

If the Cedar Trees AU were an omegaverse...

So King Steven Rogers, strong and dutiful alpha... let's say he's come to his kingdom in kind of an Arthurian way, being chosen by destiny/winning the throne. He's beloved by his people. He spent ten or twelve years on the throne because he was devoted to serving his people, making peace for his kingdom, learning his duties, becoming the king he would want to serve if he weren't wearing the crown. He didn't turn the heads of anyone as a somewhat scrawny adolescent of unremarkable upbringing. Once the crown was thrust on his head, everyone was watching. He was always smart, and he stayed grounded. He also grew into his very remarkable adult alpha male body. (because duh)

Given all of this, he didn't let himself get distracted by the attention. He worked hard not to let himself get taken advantage of by anyone in or out of the kingdom while he was learning how to be king, either. He told everyone marriage was a long way off. Many people tried to argue that he needed to acquire his queen and establish his position with an heir for stability. He said there was nothing the existence of a child could do if there wasn't a stable kingdom for them be born into, and true stability would be achieved by him doing the work expected of him as a king.

Bucky, his number one, his right hand, is the one who assured him (and kept pushing him) that it was finally time to look to marriage - that at this point in his reign, there aren't any excuses of duty that he can make anymore. They discussed - because he trusts Bucky with everything and to keep his head right - that it needed to be a logical political alliance to strengthen two kingdoms, a smart woman who could even possibly be an asset in court and fostering royal relations. And she'd need to be an omega, but Steve both knew AND didn't mind in the slightest that he wouldn't end up with the much romanticized idea of a true mate. It was uncommon enough for someone without a crown, but laughable for a king.

But as alpha and omega dynamics do rely on primal chemistry at least to a point, after initial negotiations had been deemed suitable, there was a day planned for Steve and his delegation to meet you, your parents, and the rest of your advisors/delegation. This took place at a neutral location - another palace with friendly relations to both of you. Things began with a royal lunch, hosted by the king and queen of the land you were both visiting. A chance to break bread and everyone just share a meal and warm up the familiarity.

And then a royal walk around the gardens for the potential marital parties and a chaperone each. Does this sound formal? Yes. Because it was. It was you and Steve with Bucky and someone from your family following ten feet behind, and it took place outdoors because this kind of walk before final negotiations is solely for two partners to test whether or not there's hormonal compatibility, informal scenting, and if it's not going well, the parties are spared having that confined to a room, and anyone can make some excuse of a loose shoe, too much heat, being exhausted, etc, to shorten the walk.

But the walk with you is pleasant from beginning to end. The conversation is nothing deep, and neither of you went in for overly engaging, but it was the kind of conversation that he occasionally experienced with visiting dignitaries who didn't have business with him. Easy, natural.

It's only when he realizes that the two of you are almost back to the palace and he hasn't actually gotten the read on scent compatibility that he worries a little. He has to do something. Pleasant conversation was not the point of this walk.

So just as you re-enter the foyer and are about to part, he takes your hand to politely bestow a kiss over the back of it, it should allow him to scent your wrist appropriately but not overtly.

Only when he does catch your scent, he discovers that it was something floral that he though had been the garden, something so enticing that he holds his breath in that moment, and his hand holds yours a little more tightly, and a second or two longer than expected.

He looks up to your face again, and your lips are pressed together with just a hint of timidity behind the soft curving smile. You are trained - as he has been - to keep an open face, but one that doesn't tell everything. But he can see in your eyes just a hint of a spark.

This will work.

He wants to turn your hand over and truly scent the inside of your wrist, press a kiss to that spot of tender flesh and feel your pulse beneath his lips, that's how much your scent compels him.

But of course he won't do that.

The two of you part, and when Bucky asks if it's a favorable assessment for the final arrangements for the marriage to go forth that afternoon, Steve nods and affirms it.

He sorts his thoughts logically - it's just a very fortunate compatibility. The coupling will be compatible.

He has no idea the two of your are meant for growing together and sincerely enriching each others lives - that you are his true mate.

He still won't even believe it over the honeymoon.

It will be that period after when he realizes he's in love with you, and even being in love, it will still take more time - a few heat cycles and ruts together, and just being together for him to ultimately realize it. And then when he looks back, it will be as plain as day.

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[thoughtfullyrainynightmare]

Jealousy

Summary: You're secretly dating, and about to spend time at a festival, because it works as a good cover story. But as he sees you with someone else, he has to "intervene". Pairing: Yuno x gn!reader Length: ~0,6k Fanfic type: Oneshot Contains: Themes of jealousy

Yuno Grinberryal, the only child of King and Queen Grinberryal, the crown prince of the Kingdom of Spade, was a stoic man. He wasn’t easily phased by his surroundings, by the people, their words or actions, at least not externally. Though he was a passionate, driven person deep inside, much of it never bubbled to the surface. He merely was a mystery to most.

But he was also private. And felt it wasn’t any business of anyone else to know about your relationship. Especially since he knew that he had a rather large fanclub, which was a nuisance on a good day, let alone on a bad one. For more reasons than one. Which just complicated things. Plus, he deemed that should your relationship be made public early on, there could be backlash from some of the fans, which… would be another nuisance to deal with, on top of there being a chance of some harm coming onto you.

Or people just invading your dates, together time, to get scoops.

Even the mere thought of that aggravated him to no end. Which was why it was best if you two could just … be. Exist. As the two of you, without the hassle.

So, for now, you had agreed to keep your dating secret.

But secretly dating didn’t mean that you two couldn’t spend time together during a festival, right? A lot of friends were coming and going, spending time together without it, necessarily, meaning anything more. So why couldn’t you?

Why couldn’t you go out, dressed nice, have some festival treats and just… walk around, laugh, dance… Do things that couples were supposed to do, without drawing too much attention to yourselves.

Unfortunately he had been caught up with some knight duties, so you were going to meet him at the festival. But… as he got there, he noticed some guy standing awfully close to you. Chatting with you.

Placed his hand onto your shoulder…

Yuno’s fist clenched.

The audacity. The nerve. Of that guy. Whoever he was.

Yuno would not stand for it. Would not tolerate it. If he had to play it on the downlow, that guy did not have the right to be so friendly in public. Oh no. That was not going to fly.

He marched over to you, and wrapped his arm around your shoulder without a second thought. “We are going now,” he simply stated while starting to pull you away from the interaction.

“Huh?” You managed while going along with Yuno’s pull.

“H-hey!” The guy exclaimed.

“It’s okay!” You turned your head back with a kind of a wave of your hand, as Yuno just kept marching away with you in his arms.

He didn’t as much as look back towards the guy. He was simply dead set in whisking you away from the guy.

“Yuno,” you giggled a small distance away. “What are you doing?”

“The guy was bothering you, so I had to intervene.”

“That guy wasn’t ‘bothering me’,” you mused. “He’s my brother.”

He stopped. You stopped.

“Brother?”

“Mhm,” you smiled. “And… he knows that I am seeing someone, by the way.” You spoke with a hushed tone. “I guess you just told him who,” you added with another giggle.

His cheeks became tinted with a shade of red, and his eyes fell to the side.

“Oh…” he uttered while closing his eyes in a slow blink.

“Were you jealous?” You had to ask with a bit of a tease in your tone.

But he stayed silent. Which was a sign of agreement to you, in this instance at least. And… more importantly, it was a sign that he cared. He really did care. Just as you did. Exactly like it was supposed to be

[pumpkinpietimb]

Two sides of the same coin

Philza was an old soul. He has lived through many eras, made many friends, and lost just as much.

He has seen many things, from kingdoms rising and empires falling, to humans ascending and gods reforming. The world was a strange thing. But perhaps the weirdest thing he's ever seen was the Demon King and the God of Life's relationship.

When the God of Life was still the God of Death and the Demon King was content to stay in his domain, everything was okay. They coexisted, in a way. The god ruled over the dead while the demon ruled over the demons. Two rulers of the Underworld, but never interacting.

Then, the demon decided to explore the Overworld. He was shunned for leaving his throne, but he never stopped caring for his subjects. He became kind, and everything his name was not. He was good.

The Underworld went into chaos without the demons' king. The god was enraged. He went up to the world to snap some sense into the other ruler, only to be enraptured by the life that surrounded him.

It was suddenly so colorful. So bright. So so beautiful. The god decided to stay and create and make life in a domain that belonged to no one. He made it his. It was wonderful.

Without the two rulers, the Underworld was left asunder. But that was a story for another day. One with fallen angels and humans ascending to godhood.

The two rulers lived their lives, completely forgetting the existence of the other. Until they were reminded that they do, in fact, live in the same world.

At first they paid each other no mind, respecting and understanding their decisions to stay and leave their domains behind. Once again, they coexisted. The demon stayed near the humans, making many friends and many allies. The god stayed away, isolated as he built grand fortresses and creatures of old.

They were content with how they were. But it seemed that Fate had different plans. They kept running into each other. Getting forced into situations where they would need to communicate or even work together.

It would have been fine, if it weren't for the fact that their personalities weren't completely opposite.

The demon was mischievous, deceitful, and undeniably kindhearted. He liked playing pranks and saying things he didn't mean. He liked giving gifts and stealing things. He laughs at your misfortune but helps you recover. He contradicted himself so much that it made him unbearable to be around for someone like the god.

On the other hand, the god was a workaholic, a perfectionist, and he liked to be straightforward. He had no time for the demon's antics. He had no time for fun. He just had no time for friends. He had so much to do. Which made him the perfect target for the demon, who only wanted to be helpful to everyone. And clearly, the god needed help to relax.

It was funny at first. To see the god constantly trying to shake the demon out of his tail while it clung on stubbornly.

Then it became concerning, when the god started to actively try to kill the demon. Philza was convinced the God of Life hated the Demon King. And why wouldn't he be? When it was almost a manthra for the god to mutter how much he hated the demon whenever they saw each other.

But then it became weird, when the god allowed the demon to help with his precious builds. It became weirder when the demon stopped being mischievous whenever the god tells him to (as temporary as those moments may be).

The final nail was hammered when the god let his child– the first genuine connection he's ever made with a mortal– be left alone with the demon he swore he hated with his life. To say that Philza was confused was an understatement.

The screams of hate and the loud bickering never stopped. The endless string of pranks and retaliation remained the same. But they seemed to… trust each other, somehow? And Philza wasn't even sure if they were aware of it. At least not the god.

So Philza started to look closer. To see what changed over the years. That's when he saw what he missed. Because what are two people who had known each other for literal eons other than friends?

They were two sides of the same coin. Completely different, yet they are also the same. They complement each other, they wouldn't be themselves if they were not with each other. Yet they can never face the same way.

The God of Life was never truly alone with the Demon King around, and the Demon King was never truly lonely for he was not the only immortal in the world.

It was a strange symbiotic relationship. Far too complicated for Philza to explain. And that didn't even include the part where the god had a friend who–

"Just so we're clear, we're talking about Uncle Bad and Uncle Foolish, right?"

Philza stopped his rambling to blink at Chayanne, he honestly thought he was asleep by now. "Uh– I don't know where you got that idea from, but we're not. This is not about them. Not at all." He answered, cursing his inability to lie effectively.

Tallulah giggled from her bed. "Abuelito is so silly, of course we're talking about Tio Bad and Tio Foolish!"

"Okay… can you tell Aubuelito why that is, then?" He asked, a small smile making its way to his mouth.

"Because they act exactly the same!" Chayanne exclaimed, looking a lot less sleepy than when the story started.

Tallulah nodded in agreement. "Yeah! I was with them the other day with Papi Wilbur and they were arguing because–"

"Okay!" Philza clapped his hands with a chuckle. "I think that's enough stories for tonight. Bedtime now, close your eyes and go to sleep."

Chayanne and Tallulah whined.

"But Dadddd!"

"The story's not done yet, Abuelito!"

Philza shook his head as he bent over to blow off the candles. He then kissed the kids goodnight, ignoring their protests and walked over to the door.

"Alright, goodnight, little ones. And hey, if you're good eggs tomorrow, I might tell you the rest of it." He said with a wink as he closed it gently, smiling as he heard the answering 'Okay! We'll be good, we promise!"

[enden-agolor]

what's your jesskas prince/hero au about? 👀

P.S. ur like one of my fave artist on here! u and ur art are so cool frfr B)

Thank you omg!!! 🥺❤️ That's such a delight to hear honestly.

But okay so for the Prince/Hero au.

This is not a medieval timeline or anything. It is still 100% Minecraft. The monsters and animals are Minecraft mobs still.

Lukas is the prince in this au. Jesse is the local town hero.

Basically Lukas has lived his entire life shut away in the castle with his family. Reason being due to an accident when he was a youth, he received a scar on his chin, and his family, the royals. His parents haaaate it. They think it ruins their perfect regal look as a collective family when he's there, so they basically keep him away at gatherings. He also has a sister who I decided will be Nell (cuz she's blond and blue eyes like Lukas) BUT LISTEN she isn't like a girly princess or anything she absolutely loathes the king and queen, 1. For how they treat Lukas, and 2. Because they are unfathomably strict, and force all their ideals onto their children. Nell still has her laidback chill personality from the games, maybe without the dudebro speech pattern, but she has to keep it hidden around their parents. She doesn't wear a dress or anything. That is the one thing she doesn't let her parents force her to do. She's super kind to Lukas and everything. She's also younger than him so their parents play favorite on her hard and she hates it. Also the characters from the episode 8 in mcsm are her besties that she competes in like archery with or other 'royal' games.

Anyways so yeah uh Lukas never ever goes out of the castle. Not since he was a child. The kingdom basically forgot about the prince because he's never mentioned or seen so it's basically as though he doesn't really exist. All over a scar?? It's ridiculous, I know. He doesn't have any friends, just a massive library, and his gifted ocelot, Dewey.

Onto Jesse, he's the town hero/errand boy. His best friend Petra is leader of the towns guards. Axel is a blacksmith, and Olivia is an inventor. Jesse himself does all the good deeds in town. Everyone loves him. He's a buff little ray of sunshine. And because he's strong, he's noticed by some recruit team from the castle to enlist in his assistance up there for a big event (there was an accident so they're out a bunch of men so they go to the nearest towns and pick the strongest people they can find, Beacon being one of them.

So that day Jesse is up there, he's told he's not allowed to touch ANYTHING other than what he's assigned to (because he's a peasant to the royals) and guess who he accidentally bumps into??? Prince Lukas 😳 But here's the catch. Lukas isn't exactly allowed to be out of his room when there's an event so he has to wear a hood to keep himself hidden. He was on the way back from collecting a recent delivery of new books to read from a gentleman (this man only comes to the castle when there's something big happening, it's his only way in) who Lukas gives money just to bring new books back for him whenever he visits.

So yeah Jesse and Lukas bump into each other and Jesse doesn't at all recognize him as a prince or anything because he can't see his regal blond hair under his hood, nor does Jesse know that Lukas' existence as prince is even possible because... well Lukas is never talked bout. So instead of apologizing profusely to Lukas like Lukas is used to, Jesse's just like "oh sorry man, let me help you with those." Helps Lukas pick up all the books that scattered. Lukas himself is immediately attuned to the fact that Jesse didn't treat him like some priceless object when they bumped, so Lukas is immediately interested in who this man is. He's never seen him here at the castle. Jesse offers to help Lukas carry his books which Lukas hesitantly allows (he's not used to talking to strangers). They bring the books back to the library and Lukas basically asks Jesse who he is. They tell each other their names and Jesse explains who he is and what he does. The town hero. Does errands for the town. Mines the ores that go to the castle and town. Has this cool pet pig named Reuben (who doesn't die in this au btw) and so on.

Lukas is... enthralled with Jesse. He's immediately asking him questions about what its like to live in town and how it is living amongst nature. Jesse's like 🤨 Bro do you ever go out? (mentally) But he doesn't question it he just assumes castle staff don't need to leave since they already have it all. But Jesse explains what its like, all the stuff he does and Lukas is just in awe over all of it. He spent most of his life staring down at the town from his rooms balcony, longing to adventure down there but now he has someone from town itself to tell him all about it! Not only that, but Jesse also during this conversation offers to introduce Lukas to Reuben, because Lukas just assumed that pigs were dangerous where as Jesse just laughs like "what?? no way, he's my best friend."

So guess who starts sneaking out in his little cloak and commoner outfits to go hang out with the hero every other night? Oh em gee its Lukas! 😍 Jesse shows him what the world is like, introduces him to so, so much. Takes him mining. Shows him the town and the animals. It's an entirely new learning experience for Lukas. Lukas loves the humanity Jesse shows in his personality. And Jesse adores Lukas' innocence and inexperience with the world he himself has memorized all his years of living. It's like Jesse gets to fall in love with the world around him all over again, but in an entirely new way just by sharing it with Lukas.

It's... ahem. Very gay. Aaaand kind of slow burn too. I plan on writing a fic for this au in the future because I have SOOO many ideas. Just yesterday I decided Aiden is going to be the cocky, arrogant knight with a superiority complex who likes to just go into town and terrorize 'peasants' and to challenge Jesse's heroism. Lukas knows Aiden and absolutely despises him with a burning passion. Even more so when he stands beside Jesse in his commoner clothes and hood, a prince hidden amongst the lower class just to watch this so called 'noble knight' be a major dick to everyone and everything. Also some HEAVY heavy angst happens with him. I won't talk about it because spoilers because I do wanna write a fic, but yeah. Aiden enjoyers don't look I'm about to fucking obliterate a man (I hate him genuinely).

All in all this au is really fucking sweet and I love it SOOOO much. Did I mention Jesse and Lukas send letters to each other via pigeon? 🥹 Yeah. That's real. Lukas is gonna fall for Jesse and Jesse's gonna fall even harder. It will be so cool.

[princess-of-the-corner]

Would love to see a Zelda game where the triforce are rotated. Zelda has courage and is a humble peasant girl, Ganon has Wisdom and is a Guerudo prince who's kingdom has been taken over by Link, and Link is a knight from the castle guard who saw the abuse of power the Hyrule family is doing and decided to stop them. Then went way the heck overboard.

Okay okay okay so like. /Within the Lore/ this can't quite happen BUT I CAN FIGURE OUT A WAY TO MAKE IT HAPPEN

There'd have to be something shuffling which of the other three Goddesses give their Blessing. Maybe the Goddesses just decide to switch it up for some reason? Maybe they feel this version they need different pushes? Fuck man they're Goddesses maybe they did it for shits and giggles. Idk.

Anyway!

Gan is actually easiest because like. There is canonical characterization on his motivations being similar to that. Like in OOT/WW it's because prior to OOT the kingdoms had been ravaged by war and the desert is harsh enough without not only a war but losing said war and having to swear allegiance to another King to have any kind of support for your people. So bringing that back to have the Hylian Royals start some shit, he'd once again have a more personal reason to fight them other than 'reincarnated evil'.

Zelda is trickier because part of her lore is that she has to reincarnate into the Royal Family. So there's two options for how she ended up as a humble peasant: 1.) She accidentally got switched with a lookalike when she was real young (maybe a midwife set her down next to another baby, maybe a toddler!Zelda ran off from her guards and ran into another blonde toddler and her guard grabbed the wrong one) or 2.) bastard child! The bloodline still counts, so her father had an affair with some castle maid and whoops that one ended up as the reincarnation!

Link swings back to easy once we add in the 'false Zelda'(either the peasant that Zelda accidentally switched with, or the King's legitimate child that he believes to be the real reincarnation!Zelda). He is the Goddess's Chosen Hero. it is wired into his heart and soul to help people by carrying out Zelda's wishes. But if he's tricked by a false Zelda who doesn't want to help people, and he no longer has the Courage to stand against her on his own.....

[sun-aries]

Ready or Not

Hey everyone!

I had this in the arsenal for some time! But I thought it was funny so here ya go! This takes place about a year after the finale, when Sol is still just a baby :')

Feel free to leave a request!

Enjoy!

Shad didn't expect to make the offer.

When he'd first met Link years ago, the green clad fellow was just another adventurer, quiet and oddly dressed and always appearing at just the right moment. He'd been indifferent to him at first, if not a tad curious, and yet as Link slowly but surely wormed himself into their group, Shad actually grew quite fond of him. They'd gotten along well enough, especially in the coming years, and more so since he'd started working in the palace.

When Shad first heard the news that his friend was engaged to the sovereign of their kingdom, it already had him second guessing himself and his manners around the then-prince. But it was Link's coronation to king that threw Shad for a loop. To become a prince was one thing, sure, but a king? That was a completely different story.

To be fair, the title hadn't changed Link much at all. He was still the kind and modest fellow he was when they first encountered him in Telma's bar all those years ago, and he was awfully kind about Shad's inherent nervousness when a worse man might've mocked or ridiculed him. But it was a hard line to draw between acting formal with a king and being casual with an old companion.

Now, more often than not, the devoted scholar found himself blubbering in his presence.

One early morning, when Link came along to his study for help with some research, they'd managed to have a relatively casual conversation and he'd done something he'd only later realize was quite stupid. He actually found himself making the offer to babysit his and Queen Zelda's child – the crowned prince of Hyrule - with no expertise nor prior experience.

What's more, Link actually agreed to it. He couldn't decide who was more foolish.

All of that led to that very afternoon in the library. Thankfully, he was able to drag Ashei along so that he wouldn't be completely alone with the prince, though he doubted his partner had any more experience with children than he did.

They found Link on the floor of the library, cross-legged and book in hand with Sol in his lap. When the two approached, his eyes flashed up to theirs and his kind greeting was accompanied by a breezy smile. At least he was far more laidback in comparison to all the other nobility Shad worked with. The reminder of Link's kind and gentle ways was a great relief.

"He's just eaten lunch, so he won't need much," Link explained, pushing himself to his feet with Sol still in his arms. "I told the nursemaids to stick around the halls just in case you need anything. And if something happens, send someone to get me."

"Oi, we'll be fine. He's just a baby," Ashei grumbled. "How much trouble could he be?"

Link exchanged a look with Shad, seemingly unconvinced, and the scholar smartly shook his head. "We will absolutely ask for help if we need it. But we'll take good care of him; of that you can be certain."

"Okay, if you're sure. I've gotta go back to work now: Zelda's expecting me." With utmost care, he held the child out to Shad, who just as carefully took him into his arms. The hero's piercing blue eyes lingered on his son, hesitating for another moment. "If you need me-"

"We know, we know," Ashei said, though there was a hint of amusement in her voice. "Go help your wife already, yeah?"

Link scratched the back of his neck, laughing breathily in spite of himself, and nodded. "Right." He stroked his son's head once more for good measure before leaving the library, and the large door closed behind him with a resounding thud.

The couple turned to each other. "Perhaps we should…sit?"

Ashei rolled her eyes. Without hesitation, she lumbered to the space that the king had previously occupied and made herself comfortable. "Come on." A mess of toys and books were splayed around the plush carpet and she'd camped out in the middle of it. Shad followed her lead, sinking to the ground especially slow next to the warrior.

Amidst all the toys, Shad found the book that Link had been reading to him - of course he'd gravitate to the book - and took it into his free hand. The thick wooden cover was illustrated with simple but adorable barn animals. "It looks like your papa read you a story, didn't he?"

Throwing his little arm up, Sol smacked the cover with his hand and a joyful smile on his face. "Ah, it appears the prince is an avid scholar such as I. What other books do you have, Sol?" He went digging around the pile for more of the children's books. Of course there were many; as big as the library was, there was bound to be a thousand for children at least.

Shad would have gladly gone through them all, and after some time had passed and they'd closed yet another book, it felt like he did. They'd probably read a dozen or so stories about shapes and colors and whatnot before Ashei threw her head back with a groan. "Ugh, this is so boring. What else can we do?"

Shad flashed her a look above his lenses. "If I'm remembering correctly, Sol is only a year old. He's just learning about the things around him. Isn't that right, Sol?"

"There's more to life than just reading and books, yeah?" Grabbing a ball from the assortment of toys, she chucked it down the aisle and it bounced across the carpet with nearly muted thuds. "C'mon Sol, go get the ball."

The scholar grimaced. "You cannot be serious. He's a child, Ashei, not a dog! He won't just-" But then, swiftly interrupting the scholar, Sol perked up. The pair watched as the little prince pushed himself off Shad's lap and toddled across the aisle with impressive speed.

"What'd I tell ya? He wants to play."

"Well, I stand corrected," he assented. "I suppose some exercise couldn't hurt. It'd be good if we could get him to burn some energy so that he might sleep better."

"Or maybe just for fun, y'know? Not everythin' has to be so thought out."

He held her gaze for a moment. "Perhaps."

At the end of the aisle, Sol dropped to his bottom and scooped up the ball with both hands. "Good job, Sol," Ashei encouraged. "Now let's play. Roll it back."

Sol looked up at the two, eying them up and down, and for a moment, it almost appeared as though he understood. And yet, the little prince raised the squishy ball to his mouth. "Oh Sol - no, don't eat it! You have to play! Roll it!" With exaggerated gestures, they waved their arms to try and get his attention, but the child certainly wasn't impressed. He held their gaze with wide-eyed judgment, as if they'd flown off the handle.

Dropping her hands to her lap, Ashei huffed. "I don't think he knows how to play this game."

Shad scratched the side of his face. "No, I suppose not. But it was a good idea." He fixed his spectacles over the bridge of his nose and turned to Ashei. "You're not so bad this."

"What? You thought I would be or somethin'?"

"No! No, it's just…for someone who doesn't want children, you certainly have a way with them."

They'd had this conversation before. Their relationship had progressed rather nicely for two unlikely friends, and one day, when he'd gotten around to asking, she'd absolutely rejected the idea of ever having children. Which was fine for him, considering he hadn't particularly wanted any either; he hadn't even pictured himself with a lady, much less a family. But Ashei had won his heart, someway somehow, with that brutish charm of hers and he rather enjoyed spending his days with her.

They'd decided together to continue adventuring for as long as they could, just as Auru did. There was still so much of the world to see, and it wouldn't really be safe nor easy toting a child around abandoned or uncharted territories.

"They're kinda fun, yeah? All they want is to eat and run around. I respect that." His eyes crinkled with a laugh and he shook his head in amusement. Then, all of sudden, her face fell. "Oh no."

"What?" But he didn't need an answer. Following her line of sight, he quickly saw what spooked her: the place where Sol had been sitting was empty. "Oh no."

The two jumped to their feet. The library was enormous, spanning for dozens of feet on either direction, with countless aisles and thousands of books, and they already saw how surprisingly fast the child could run. At least the door to the library was shut, thankfully, and it was rarely occupied, so he was safe.

Without discussion, they split up, each searching the closest aisles for the royal child. Ashei was throwing up books in an array while Shad was running through the aisles.

A short while later, they clashed halfway through an hall. "Any luck?" Ashei asked. But Shad was doubled over, panting, and he could only shake his head. "Remind me again why you offered to do this?"

"I don't know! I was clearly not in the right state of mind!" He huffed, bringing a fist to his lips to chew his nails. "Link's going to decapitate us, isn't he? I always figured I'd die on our adventures. I never thought a library would betray me!"

Of course, they knew that Link was a kind king, especially towards his friends. Fortunately for them, they'd never really gotten into any quarrels with him, but they'd certainly heard the tales of his battles and even seen how he acted when someone made the mistake of insulting his wife, and neither of them were quite ready to be on the other side of that.

What's worse, it was well known amongst the people that Link was a bit of an overprotective parent. If anything would tick him off, it would be losing his child.

"No, he won't...probably." Shad's eyes bugged out. "But don't wanna piss him off, yeah? So let's find him - fast."

"Okay, okay. You go west; I go east?" She nodded and they split up once more.

From the uncertain call of the scholar and the steady shout of the swordswoman, Sol's name echoed through the library. They peeked through aisles, scattered the books, and overturned cushions. Either the child was lightning fast or had somehow learnt how to turn invisible because he was nowhere to be found.

Eventually, Shad and Ashei plopped to the floor, utterly exhausted, their hair in disarray and breaths heavy and panting. "I'm sure he won't kill us…right?"

As if on cue, the door to the library opened with a tired groan and the king stepped onto the carpeted floor. They tensed, immediately preparing to deliver the blow.

"Papa!"

Wide-eyed, the two adventurers exchanged a look. Small, uneven thuds followed as Sol waddled across the carpet from some unknown corner of the library. He stopped at the toes of his father's worn but polished leather boots.

"Sol!" He bent at the knees before scooping his son up into his arms and resting him against his hip. "What're you up to, buddy?"

Both Shad and Ashei pushed themselves to their feet, and the scholar nervously dusted off his pants while Ashei placed her hands on her hip. Before they could come up with a good enough excuse, Sol chimed in. "Play!"

"Oh?" Link rose his eyes to his friends. "'Play?'"

Ashei's eyes widened. Perhaps she'd been repeating that word enough that he caught on. "Yeah, we were playin'. Y'know, hiding and seeking?"

The moment stood still, his face blank and unreadable, and Shad was near passing out from the anxiety. But after another second, a smile cracked his lips and he looked down at his baby. "You learned to play hide and seek? Already?" He chuckled, noting the way the two babysitters looked positively pooped. "And it looks like you're good at it too." He flashed them an apologetic smile. "Sorry about that. He's got a lot of energy."

"'Sorry?'" Shad repeated breathlessly, in disbelief. The king was sorry that they'd lost his child?

But Ashei was quick to elbow him and interjected, "Yeah, it's no problem. We had fun."

"You hear that, Sol?" He bounced the baby in his arms. "They had fun. Maybe you guys can hangout again sometime soon."

"No!"

[maddieg0531]

Our Little Secret Pt. 1

Prince! Oikawa x fem! reader

Fluuuuuuuff, some angst but not in this chapter

Warnings: Idk if there are any. Lemme know if I'm wrong.

Synopsis: You're a noble, he's a prince. What will happen when your lives become more intertwined than you ever thought possible?

A/N: I FINALLY FINISHED IT! Y'all this mess took me months to do because I have no motivation 🤪😭 anywaaaay, please enjoy. I haven't been active in a hot sec (again no motivation), but I am going to post a bit more (hopefully). Thank you for all the love and support. It means a lot.

Masterlist pt.2 pt.3 pt.4 epilogue

Prince Oikawa Tooru: you either love him or hate him. Prince Oikawa is flamboyant, a flirt, mischievous, some might even say immature. All of the girls in the kingdom swoon over him. The villagers love him. Nobles who are friends of the royal family tolerate him. However, most nobles hate him. Your father being one of them. Anytime a story circulates about Oikawa you get an earful from your father about how he is “immature” and “not fit for the throne.” And you? How do you feel about him? Honestly, you aren’t sure. From afar it seems like your father is right. That he is immature and childish, but you also know that it is not the whole story. People distort stories to fit their own narrative. You want to humiliate the prince? Tell everyone that you saw him goofing off with some girls. You want to bolster his ego? Tell everyone that he donated his life savings to the poor. Around here, rumors spread like wildfire. So while Oikawa may seem childish, you aren’t quite sure that’s the truth. 

Oikawa is tired. Tired of being stuck in the castle. Tired of not being able to leave without being recognized. Tired of stupid rumors that continue to spread about him. But most of all, Oikawa is tired of his father, the king. Oikawa can’t go one day without hearing something about how he needs to find a wife or he needs to be more serious. He is serious. He wants what is best for his country. He wants to be the kind of king who can relate to his people. Not one who stays shut up in his castle, making decisions about things he knows nothing about. That is why Oikawa travels out to the villages so much: to meet his people. But he has to stop because of all the stupid rumors. It’s not his fault girls cling to him left and right. So now, he is stuck in the castle being forced to follow his father around. Aka. sit around in the throne room most of the day. 

As Oikawa sits in the throne room, like he has been for the past hour, his patience starts to fade. He decides he has had enough. He gets up to leave but his father interrupts him, “Where do you think you’re going?” His voice booms through the large room.

“I’m going back to my chambers.” Oikawa continues to walk away, not giving his father much of a choice.

“You are to stay here and learn the duties of a king.” His father stamps his foot. 

“Wow, sitting in the throne room for hours on end. Yeah, that’s really hard to learn.” 

“Do not use that tone with me!”

“Yeah okay.” Oikawa gives his father a wave from behind as he exits the room. 

“Iwaizumi, follow him and make sure he does not leave the castle!” Oikawa’s personal body guard, Iwaizumi, follows Oikawa back to his chambers. 

Oikawa trudges down the hallway, his heavy footsteps echoing behind him. His bodyguard and friend follows close behind, “Can you believe him Iwa-chan. He is so annoying!” Iwaizumi does not respond. One wrong word and he’s done for. When the pair makes it back to Oikawa’s room, Oikawa slams the door like a child throwing a tantrum. He jumps face first onto his bed and groans. “Why did I have to be born a prince?!” Again, no response from Iwaizumi. “Is it so much to ask to want to go to the village? To have some fun?” 

“When you ask, yes.” The first words Iwaizumi speaks in this conversation.

“What is that supposed to mean?!” Oikawa rolls over on his back.

“As much as you hate it, you do have duties as a prince. Besides, by going out in the village it only causes rumors to spread.” 

Oikawa springs up from his moping position, “Not if people don’t know who I am.”

“What are you saying?” 

“If I disguise myself, then no one will know who I am.” A mischievous glint sparkles in Oikawa’s eyes.

“Unless you plan on changing your stupid face, it won’t work.” Iwaizumi is the only person who can call the prince stupid. 

“Iwa-chan, you’re so mean! I can cover my face.” 

“And how do you plan on doing that.”

“Well, I don’t know. You could help give ideas, you know.”

“Help you break the rules? No thank you.”

Oikawa gets up and starts rummaging through his clothes. Why do all of them have to be so bright and fancy? As he throws his nice clothes on to the floor, he comes across some old clothes. They are the clothes he used to wear to sleep. They are borrowed from an old servant who used to be in charge of him. Perfect! “Ah ha! I’ll wear these!” He stands tall, very proud of himself.

“Seriously?”

“Yes. I’ll wear these and use a cloak to cover my face.” Oikawa immediately starts changing. 

“You do realize I can’t let you do this right?” Iwaizumi stands in front of the door. 

“Come on Iwa. You can just say that I got the better of you. No one will know.”

“Yeah, because people will believe that.” “Please Iwa!”

“What happens if someone does recognize you and no one is there to protect you?”

“Simple, you come with me.”

“I don’t think so.” 

“Come on. You can just wear some normal clothes and come with me. Then you can protect me.” 

“No.” “Please” Oikawa brings out the biggest puppy dog eyes he can muster. 

“That’s not going to work on me.” Iwaizumi crosses his arms and looks away.

“You are my best friend who has been there with me through thick and thin. I just want to go out for a bit. You wouldn’t abandon me would you?”

Iwaizumi sighs, “You are going whether or not I come, aren’t you?”

Oikawa winks, “Bingo!”

“Fine. But if even the slightest thing happens, we are coming back. AND you don’t leave my sight.”

“Come on Iwa-chan. What are you? My mother?” 

Iwaizumi glares daggers at him, “I can go and tell your father about this little scheme you know?”

Oikawa shrinks back, “No no, I’m sorry. I’ll stay in your sight and behave. I promise.”

With that, Oikawa and Iwaizumi get ready to set off into the village. 

Noble families have servants for a reason. They buy the food, cook the meals, clean the house, tend the garden, and so on. But you always insist on doing it for them. It’s gotten to a point where they don’t even argue anymore. Once a day, you get to chose one thing you want to do around the manor. Today, you choose to go to the market. Going to the market is your favorite thing to do. All the people, smells, and sights. It makes you feel alive. You and your personal maid, Ren, are tasked with buying food for the house. You recently had people over, so you are running a little low on supplies. You and Ren decide to split up in order tackle the long list of supplies. As you walk along the bustling streets, you can smell all of the different vendors: the freshly baked bread from various patisseries, the sweet scent of freshly picked flowers, and the vibrant smell of various spices. The crowd swirls around you with vivid color and lively noise. If you weren’t so familiar with the market, you would surely get lost. Your basket slowly fills up with the required supplies and you feel the weight taking a toll on your arm. You make your way to a vegetable stand to attempt to find ripe tomatoes (which are proving to be a challenge today) when you run head first into someone. “Oh I am so sorry.” You look up to address the hooded figure and end up making eye contact with none other than the prince himself. You gasp, “Your highness!” He immediately covers your mouth and pulls you into a small, unoccupied alleyway. You struggle against his grasp.

“Shhhhh” He attempts to fight back against your thrashing. Once out of sight, he releases his hand off of your mouth.

“What do you think you are doing!” You yell, causing him to slap his hand back over your face. 

“Would you quiet down. I’m not going to hurt you, jeez.” You lessen your struggle against him. “Are you gonna quiet down now?”

You give a small nod and he releases his hand again. “What is the meaning of this?” You whisper.

He sighs, “I’m trying to stay hidden, but you are making that increasingly more difficult.”

“What?” You question, straightening out your dress and picking up your dropped potatoes, “Why would the prince need to stay hidden?”

“Because if people recognize me then I will be forced to go back to the castle.” He bends down to help pick up your lost food. 

You look over at him, “The great prince Oikawa stooping down to help a mere citizen like me? How scandalous.” 

He smirks, “You are pretty bold to talk to a prince like that.” “Something tells me that you don’t mind.” 

He lets out a small laugh at that, “Very perceptive.”

“Why is a prince such as yourself afraid of going back to the palace?” You stand up, having picked up the remnants of your food. 

“So curious.” He stands, stretching his back like an old man, “If you must know, my father doesn’t want me going out into the village.”

“I wonder why.”

He peers at you, “What is that supposed to mean?”

“Well, it isn’t a secret that you enjoy messing around. That can be damaging for any princes image.” 

He heaves a sigh, “Those are just rumors. They are actually the main reason I have to hide. Anytime someone see’s me outside of the castle, some new rumor circulates. ‘Prince Oikawa caught flirting with all the girls.’ Or ‘Prince Oikawa gambling away his fortune.’ It’s stupid. I’ve never done any of that.” 

You cock an eyebrow, “You are telling me you have never flirted with a woman?”

“I didn’t say that. It’s just that people make me out to be some playboy who has been with countless woman, which is not true. I haven’t ever been with a woman!” He says that last part a little too loud.

You giggle at his silliness. Oikawa feels his cheeks blush and warmth fills his body at your laugh, “Well then, we better not let anyone see you. Wouldn’t want them to find out your secret.” 

“We?” He teases in attempt to make you blush as well. 

“Of course, you owe me replacement potatoes for the ones you dropped.” 

“Oh, right.” He rubs the back of his neck awkwardly, “Sorry about that.” 

He secures his hood and you both sneak back into the crowd. Oikawa offers to carry your basket. You hand it over and look away, attempting to hide the slight blush on your cheeks. You know people say that the prince is charming, but you didn’t expect it to be true. You clear your throat, “So, what is your highness doing all alone, shouldn’t you have guards or something?”

“Quiet down. Call me Tooru. I don’t need anyone recognizing me.” He looks around to make sure no one heard you.

“I’m sorry but I can’t do that. It wouldn’t be right.” 

“Come on, don’t be so formal. You already insulted me, remember?”

You feel a twinge of embarrassment from that, “Okay, Tooru, what are you doing alone?”

“Well, I had a guard with me somewhere, but we seem to have gotten separated. He won’t be happy with me so we better keep our distance.” He winks as if he didn’t just imply that a royal guard is hunting you two down, “What is a noble like you doing buying her own food?” 

“How did you know I was a noble?” 

“It’s obvious. The way you carry yourself, your boldness. A servant wouldn’t dare talk to a prince the way you did.”

“You don’t know that.” You cross your arms.

“Trust me, I have plenty of servants. I think I know. Plus your dress is way too nice to be anything but a noble.” 

“Oh.” You look down at your dress. You didn’t think it looked that fancy, “If you must know, I actually enjoy shopping. I go every week with my maid, Ren.”

“And your family lets you?” 

“My father doesn’t like it but I don’t really give him a choice.”

“I get that.” As you both walk through the market, finishing your list, you fall into easy conversation. Making jokes here and there, getting to know each other. Who knew the prince was so easy to talk to. Oikawa stops at every other stand, marveling at all the “cool things.” You laugh at his childish behavior. As you near the end of your shopping trip, you take a break to sit down on a bench off to the side. You had bought some strawberries for you two to share. “Who knew that the market would be so fun?” Oikawa says, mouth half full of strawberry, “And these taste exquisite.”

“She sells the best strawberries.” You giggle and Oikawa feels that warm sensation again

“So you know the vendor?” 

“Of course I do. I come here every week. It would be rude of me not to know the people that I interact with.” 

Oikawa is stunned by your answer. He has servants in his palace that he barely remembers the name of and you know all of these vendors names. You are remarkable. “This is nice.”

“What is?” You question.

“Spending time with you.” 

You almost choke on your strawberry, your cheeks matching its color, “I thought you said you don’t flirt with random girls?” 

“You aren’t random.” He says, turning towards you

“You don’t even know my name.” Oikawa’s eyes widen. He never asked your name! How could he forget. He hits himself on the head. “It’s okay. I don’t mind.” 

“Agh, I’m so stupid. How rude of me.” There he goes again with his child-like behavior, “Tell me, what is your name?” His voice does a 180, becoming sultry smooth. His beautiful brown eyes stare into yours. A small smirk lines his lips. 

“I’m Y/N Curtis, from the Curtis nobles.” You stammer.

“Y/N,” Your name rolls of his tongue, as if he has been saying it for years, “What a beautiful name.” 

You feel your body filling with heat, your lungs having a harder time breathing. The sound of a cart rolling by is heard and Oikawa breaks his gaze. You let out a breath you didn’t even know you were holding. Oikawa gets up to check on the noise. 

“Where are you going?” Your voice is filled with much more concern than you meant it to be.

He smirks, “Worried I’ll leave? Don’t worry, I’m just making a small purchase.” He walks off after the cart and you can’t help feeling worried. What if he doesn’t come back? It’s not like he has an obligation to. He is the prince for crying out loud. Your mind is put at ease as you see him walking back, his hands behind his back.

“What do you have?” You tease.

He pulls out a bouquet of flowers, “Something almost as beautiful as you.” 

You take the flowers and use them to hide your red face, “Thank you. They are lovely.” As you pull the flowers down to look back at him, you are met with nothing. The spot he was just in is empty. Where did he go? You turn to look for him but there is nothing. He vanished. You feel your shoulders drop at the lack of his presence. You go to put the flowers in your basket and see a note sitting in the arrangement. You unfold the paper to see a note; meet me at the central bell tower, same time tomorrow ;). You feel a blush creep up your cheeks once more. You can’t help the stupidly large smile that spreads across your face. You put the note in your pocket and go to meet Ren at your rendezvous point. 

As you approach the corner you meet her at every time, she notices your change in demeanor, “My lady, what has you so happy?” 

“Oh nothing,” Your grin clearly betraying you, “Just a good day at the market.”

“Why did you get flowers? We could have made an arrangement from the garden.” She points out, “Unless someone gave them to you?” 

“No, I just liked the look of these.” You aren’t sure why you don’t tell her about what happened. Maybe you are trying to protect Oikawa. Maybe you didn’t find it necessary information to share. 

Or maybe you want to keep it your little secret ;)

[intcritus]

🕯️🕯️- fushimiiii

a warm, tender expression eases over itachi's expression. there's something about his husband that brings out the more softer side of his heart; that emotional part that is completely suffused with unfiltered joy at how much he loves him. how much fushimi has grown with him. every part of their journey is always there, in his mind, first and foremost. playing back like a camera reel. all the ups and downs, but most of all, the pivotal moments. the elation, exchanging vows, their first ' i love yous'. no one could ever replace these things that fushimi had willingly and selflessly given him, time and time again.

there no words in any language that could properly articulate what he feels for his husband. ❝ ━ sometimes when i'm surrounded by our children, i'm reminded of how much he fills up my life. how both of us have come so far, how deeply our families have become entwined. but most of all, of how if he needed my heart, i'd give it up just to know he'd keep breathing for our family. ❞ not that fushimi would be okay with that, but even so it makes him smile.

itachi doesn't feel adequate enough to continue to talk about how much. ❝ ━ some say that loving yourself before loving someone else is needed, but fushimi made me realize just how wrong people are. the way i love him ? the way he loves me ? it's the stuff that poets write about. why people are willing to sacrifice their own happiness. and even five years into marriage ? it still steals my breath away. he's diligent, a wonderful father, always hard at work as oyabun and no one is competing against him in how protective he is with me. he's just.....i love him so much.❞

❝ ━....some kids will never be as lucky as we all are. he's invested in each of our futures, in our worries, in how we're feeling at any time. a lot of kids will never get to say the same. ❞ toya is not ibuki with how open she is with her emotions, or seiji who doesn't have a filter with his mouth. no, toya is the one who often sits back ruminates in his emotion, not as a kimon child, but the child of two people who are so in tune with their child. especially fushimi, his papa made sure they could defend themselves. he made sure they didn't just give into rage, to hone it, to learn everything there was to learn. spoiled with affection and attention but they learned patience, self-confidence and how important family was. ❝ ━ papa is one of a kind. he's attentive, and a great listener. possibly the best father and simply cannot be compared to. he would destroy the world for us, without hesitation and i speak for all my siblings when i say we'd do the same. ❞ papa is king, just as okaasan is queen and our kingdom is secure, even when darkness threatens to creep in.

send me 🕯️to hear my character's inner thoughts about your character. / @nvrcmplt

[qvissvmi]

I reincarnated as a side character in my favourite novel to prevent the villain’s death!

Chapter 1

Cicilia and I wandered through the busy streets. The lanterns were decorated with festive flowers, traders announced their goods every time we walked by and cheerful folks danced on the market place. It was the kingdom’s founder day when the king blessed this land with freedom and independence. This celebration lasted for a whole week.

„Stay close to me, sweetie.“

„Okay.“

We stopped at a small shop in a deserted back alley. Who would ever find this? The owner should seriously consider moving the location if he wants to make profit.

„I have some business here with the shop owner. Can you wait here for me?“

„No problem.“

„It won’t take long!“ Cicilia shouted from the back as she followed the owner.

I inspected the shop out of boredom. Some necklaces with colourful stones, several jars with preserved monster limbs and bones and lots of potions in display. It seemed like this shop sells magical items.

Suddenly I heard shouting from the outside.

„Leave me alone! I don’t have your belongings!“

„Don’t fucking lie, you little brat! I’ll make you pay with your body, when I get you!“

„Someone…please-!“

My blood pumped faster as I heard the panicked steps and angered stomps rushing by the door. I scanned the shop for anything helpful. In the end I grabbed some potion bottles and leave in a hurry. There was no time to think. My body moved on its own. I swore to myself that I will live this life without regrets so this is what I want to do right now.

„Give me back the diamond of omnipotence!“

„I tell you I don’t have it! Please listen to me!“

Diamond of omnipotence? I’ve heard that before.

„Kyah!“

„Finally caught you, thief!“

The girl tried to free herself from the man’s grip to no avail.

„I wonder if you hid it under your clothes…“

„Don’t touch me!“

Wait a minute, I recognize this scene. But this is not the time for that!

„Hey! Over here, catch!“

„What?“

As the man turned around, a potion bottle broke on impact with his face making him scream in pain and stumble back. I took the girl’s hand and run away with her.

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I was on the way to work until a reckless idiot rammed into my car. Surprisingly, it was a painless, quick death. I don’t remember much of it. To my surprise, it didn’t end there. I woke up in another woman’s arms. Even though I was already looking forward to finally rest from all the stress… is that how the afterlife works? Maybe this dream is a great opportunity for me to do all the things I never had time to in my life. But I’ll really miss my phone, hah…

I’ve been looking forward to read the manga version of my favourite romance novel. It’s about the cheerful heroine Hanna Sapphiere who caught the attention of the duke Marius Hartner with her peculiar but precious behaviour. However, it turns out that she is hiding her curse of her ancestors which prevents her from reciprocating the duke’s feelings. She will pursue love someday, but she and her partner will suffer a tragic end. The curse will continue with their child without fail.

The one who casted this curse was a powerful, resentful dragon who loved a human woman. The dragon was hunted for his blood and its healing abilities. The woman who was Hanna’s ancestor took care of that dragon because of her genuine kindness. But that dragon couldn’t accept the fact that she didn’t love him back. He punished her and her whole bloodline for that „betrayal“.

"If she ever dares to love anyone besides me, they will suffer the consequences!"

Hanna doesn’t want her child to suffer like she did. To break the spell, the heroine seeks out a famous mage named Orion and eventually becomes good friends with him. Until then, she will abstain from catching feelings for the duke. However, little did she know that Orion who was willing to help actually possesses the dragon’s blood and is also falling in love with her. The strong emotions of the dragon in his blood will slowly overtake him which forces Hanna and Marius to kill their best friend before he loses his control over his powers. I could never get over this ending and cried several nights.

„My poor babies didn’t deserve that! They were such a nice trio. Orion was even willing to give up his love for Hanna for the happiness of his beloved friends. It’s just too cruel, huhu…“

There were other plot points about the kingdom’s politics and more, but honestly I was only interested in the trio’s dynamic.

„Now that I live inside my favourite novel’s universe, I should have paid more attention to it…“, I thought to myself after saving the girl from the creep. After we ran, my adoptive mother Cicilia already was looking for me.

„Renee!“

I live with her in a forest cottage outside the capital. She is incredibly knowledgeable in medicine and herbs which she has been teaching me since I was little. Literature and simple algebra were also a part of it. Although some things are outdated for me because I knew better from my previous life. She disliked it when I tried to correct her, but still listened when I did. Sometimes I forgot that a child can’t and isn’t supposed to do some things adults do, so Cicilia scolded me pretty often.

„Why didn’t you call for me?? You could have gotten hurt!“

As always, her scolding was pretty intense but she didn’t take as long as she usually does. Perhaps it’s because the girl shaking right beside me was still holding my hand tightly.

Cicilia sighs. „Anyway, I’m glad you’re both safe. Are you okay, sweetheart? What is your name?“

„My n-name is…Hanna. Hanna Sapphiere“

There was no doubt about it. In that moment the heroine of my most loved novel was at my side. In the original plot she would get assaulted by that man which would explain her fear of touch later. That scene was also a flashback introducing the „diamond of omnipotence“ that will be an important plot point for breaking Hanna‘s curse.

“T-thank you for saving me…”

Hanna then bursted out in tears, maybe from relief or shock. I smiled softly at her in hopes of calming down her nerves.

“I only did what I thought was right.”

I never liked that scene. It only made my blood boil so I feel proud preventing it. I wondered how much this would affect the future though…

“My rascal can be pretty reckless but I admit that she did well.”

Yes, please acknowledge my good deed!

“But no need to ride on your high horses now.”

I pouted.

“This was very dangerous. Please leave this to the adults next time, okay?”

“Okaaay.”

“How should I pay you back? Those potions seem expensive….”

Hanna who has calmed down a bit fiddled with her fingers looking at the ground.

“Don’t worry, sweetheart! I explained the situation to the shop owner already. Just let us escort you back home.”

“Oh…that’s not necessary, Lady Cicilia. I don’t want to inconvenience you any further.”

What Hanna actually meant was that her home was an orphanage and didn’t want to admit that to us. Her background story always hurt to read. Now that it became a reality it’s even more heartbreaking.

“If you want to return the favor…then why not be friends with my daughter Renee?”

“Eh?”, puzzled I look at Cicilia.

“We live in the woods away from the nearest town so she doesn’t have a lot of opportunities to make friends. It doesn’t help that she’s a bit different from her peers either.”

“I am fine the way I am, thank you very much.”

“Yes, yes. Anyway, what do you say, Hanna? Can you do this for us?”

“Um…I’m not sure if i’m good enough…”

Cicilia gave Hanna her best puppy eyes expression.

“…but if Renee is fine with it…”

“I don’t mind.”

“Huh? A-are you sure?”

“As long as you treat me right, you can be my friend.”

In truth, I knew that Hanna in the novel is the nicest person you could meet. Although I wasn't sure how much of the novel translates to this dream. It was better to observe the events unfold without bias. It’s possible that I might have changed the course of the plot already too. Besides, who wouldn’t want to be friends with the person you have always looked up to? I won’t let this opportunity pass!

“You can come to our cottage sometime! I could show you some cool things you can do in the woods!”

Amused and surprised by my enthusiasm she responded, “Hihi, okay then. I look forward to it.”

There it is; her warm smile just like the novel described. It could melt away all your worries at one glance. A desire to hug her dwelled up inside of me. But I barely managed to hold back. Ah, I hope I can keep her safe this time.

[snowbellecity]

OKAY to give context for the events leading up to Theseus' death, Theseus had a friend named Pirithous, who was king of the Lapiths. The way they meet is hilarious as hell. Basically a random guy stole Theseus' cows but when Theseus caught up to him they were both like "wow... He's SO cool" and instantly became besties

The friendship of Peirithoüs and Theseus is said to have come about in the following manner. Theseus had a very great reputation for strength and bravery, and Peirithoüs was desirous of making test and proof of it. Accordingly, he drove Theseus's cattle away from Marathon, and when he learned that their owner was pursuing him in arms, he did not fly, but turned back and met him. ...each beheld the other with astonishment at his beauty and admiration of his daring, they refrained from battle, and Peirithoüs, stretching out his hand the first, bade Theseus himself be judge of his robbery, for he would willingly submit to any penalty which the other might assign. Then Theseus not only remitted his penalty, but invited him to be a friend and brother in arms; whereupon they ratified their friendship with oaths. [ Plutarch's Lives ]

Pirithous and Theseus were... Very similar to one another in the worst way. Theseus at this time was very depressed due to the death of his wife and oldest child, so it was very easy for them to enable one another. Theseus eventually formed a bit of a crush on Piri; it was one-sided, but Piri noticed and sort of used it to his advantage at times. Their dynamic was messy for a variety of reasons, basically.

Pirithous himself eventually married to a girl named Deidameia, and stupidly invited centaurs to the wedding which lead to the Centaromachy but that's irrelevant. What IS relevant, though, is that Deidameia herself died soon after her child with Piri was born 😭 a grief struck Pirithous rushed to Athens to get in contact with his bestie. He begged Theseus to help him break into the underworld and retrieve Deidameia's soul, and Theseus agreed. He sent his two sons off to his mother Aethra in his hometown of Troezen, then was off.

... Unbeknownst to Theseus, his cousin, Menestheus, was stirring discontent amongst the Athenian people. Theseus is actually not blood related to the royal Athenian family; his father was adopted. Menestheus' side of the family has heritage going back to the very first king of early Athens, meanwhile. There were some within the kingdom who believed it should go back to these descendants of Erecthonius, and with Theseus elsewhere it was easy for this sentiment to spread.

With Pirithous, Theseus entered the underworld. They searched high and low for Deidameia, but it seemed no matter how far they searched they could not find her. Their trespassing, however, had been noted by the underworld's security 💔 when they reached Tartarus and were nearly to the underworld's depths, they were rounded by the Furies, and as punishment were bound to rocks 💔

As you can imagine. Getting trapped in the underworld with your somewhat toxic bestie was kind of a terrible experience 💖 time passes differently on the surface and within the underworld. At some point, Theseus' More Famous Cousin, Heracles, descends to the underworld himself. He's been tasked with stealing Cerebus, but Aethra also asked him to look for her son. And so he did, and found Theseus alongside Piri.

Heracles was able to rescue Theseus, but because Piri was the mastermind, he was made to remain for longer. Heracles has to leave without Piri. It turns out that years had passed between Theseus leaving and Theseus' return 💔 Menestheus was able to successfully establish himself as Athens' king, and banished Theseus from the city he'd ruled over for years after his return. Theseus of course tried to combat against this unjust ruling, but failed as the people of his city had been turned against him.

After his banishment, he traveled to the island of Skyros where he owned some land. And as I mentioned in my previous post, Skyros ended up being his final resting place 💔

Note: this is like a mix of mythological information And stuff I made up. But the events leading up to actual mythological Theseus' death are um... Nasty and involve kidnapping and child endangerment 💔 so I ignore them / refuse to apply those particular stories to Hades Theseus. I think my version of things fits the game much better anyways!

[plagues02]

Ridley and Uther Supports

Takes place in my Uther Lives AU

C Support

Ridley: Ahh, Uther. I’m glad to see you’re okay.

Uther: Ridley, It’s good you’re doing well. My brother hasn’t been too much of a bother, I hope.

Ridley: Haha, no worries about him. I doubt we would have made it this far without him,, or without you.

Uther: Oh?

Ridley: You saved me about a year ago if you forgot. Back in that forest and brought me back to Ostia. Without you doing that and sending me with Oswin, who knows how far they would have got.

Uther: Haha, despite your age, you’re one of the best tacticians I’ve met. I’m glad you agreed to help out.

Ridley: Hahaha, I’m happy to help, my friend!

B Support

Uther: Something’s on your mind. … Not related to the battle, I mean.

Ridley: Oh, I,,, I guess I’m a little homesick is all. Last time I went,, it was a war zone.

Uther: Oh right, you’re from Valor, are you not?

Ridley: In a sense, yes.

Uther: Oh?

Ridley: I was raised in Valor, yes, and I consider it my home. But,, you have heard of Carthage, correct? That small kingdom between Lycia and Bern. Well, what used to be a kingdom.

Uther: Yes, I was around fifteen, I believe, when it fell.

Ridley: My father was King Edmund. I was there when the castle burned down. Mother saved and took me to Valor to be raised.

Uther: You,,, are a prince?

Ridley: Ex-prince, yes. Heh, I’m not very princely, huh? My siblings act more royal than man, though,, I suppose they were more so raised as royalty. They were teens when we all fled Carthage.

Uther: … Some things make sense now.

Ridley: Huh? H-hey! Don’t just walk away after you say that! 

A Support

Ridley: Uther!

Uther: Huh?

Ridley: What did you mean? Some things make sense now? What is that supposed to mean?

Uther: Your,,, vibes. In a sense. You hold yourself like you have something to hide, something about your past.

Ridley: … I see,,, I guess I don’t like to talk about it. It’s,, my father has a bad reputation, but I remember him as a kind man. I,,, I was seven when it all happened. Maybe it’s my child mind clouding things, but I miss him.

Uther: Would you return to Bern?

Ridley: I don’t think so. I will probably just return to Valor with Mother after all this. We have a clan to rebuild after all.

Uther: …

Ridley: Uther? Is something wrong?

Uther: Will,,, no, would you be interested in returning to Ostia with me?

Ridley: … Uther, what are you saying?

Uther: You’re one of the greatest tacticians I have met. Ostia would benefit greatly from having you work with us.

Ridley: … I see. That’s what you were asking. You,,, made it seem like something else… I will consider it.

Uther: Something else…

Ridley: …

Uther: … I would be happy to take you as my husband too.

Ridley: What?

Uther: Is that what you want?

Ridley: I,,, yes. A million times yes.

Uther: Then it’s settled, my dear.Ridley: Yes,,, let’s go home to Ostia together.

Ending

After Uther’s sickness was completely healed, he and Ridley wed. Together, they watched over Ostia, and they would later have a daughter.

[cassiopeiacorvus]

KLAW | DAY 1 - CHARACTER APPRECIATION/THROWBACK

tagging: @kingliamappreciationweek, @lizzybeth1986, @sazanes

WOO! KLAW 2023 LET'S GO!

I'm reblogging my fic from last year (with some fixed errors) for the throwback day, so let's answer some questions.

1. What about this character inspired you to create this piece?

Liam is often portrayed in the series as the perfect prince, charming and compassionate. While he's certainly those things, he is also a gigantic history dork. The man's childhood read was a fantasy retelling of the founding of his kingdom, c'mon. The history aspect of himself is usually displayed by him showing MC around historical monuments and while I do love that, I have a history degree and I wanted to see Liam interact with other aspects of historical research.

I also wanted to iron out his dynamic with Tzipporah and all of their kids. We only see him as a father to his first child in TRH, but I'm far more interested in how he interacts with his children when they grow into their personalities. Liam has always wanted a family and goddammit I gave it to him.

2. What was your process like?

It depends on the piece. Sometimes I have a detailed outline and sometimes I just have a basic premise and run with it. Funnily enough, the outline for this piece was structured like an essay because I had to come up with different types of material culture and then had to explain how it could or couldn't be evidence of Kenna marrying that person.

3. What part of creating this piece brought you the most joy?

Writing the kids! I've thought about them a lot, but this is the first time I've written them all in a scene together. They have such different personalities so it's fun to have them play off each other. Shout out to Corinne. She is chaos personified and I love writing her. Another fun part was having Liam's lesson essentially become a ship war between all the kids. It was a great way to poke fun at the fandom and slide in some of my headcanons about how The Crown & The Flame franchise functions in the Choices universe. Gabriel's thoughts on Tevan are all me, btw. Gotta be willing to make fun of myself too.

4. Are there differences between the way you envision this character, and the way they are depicted in canon/fan content? If so, why?

I think my Liam may come off as little more dorky than canon, but I'm perfectly okay with that. We mostly see Liam either in public events where he keeps his stoic mask on, or in romance scenes where he keeps all his focus on the MC. I want to see a Liam that's unapologetically himself. One that isn't afraid to be a little dorky or a little sad because he knows his friends and family understand and support him.

5. Did you have a playlist to get you into the mood for creating? If so, what kind of songs?

I have to write in silence lol. Even music without lyrics distracts me. Might explain why it takes me forever to write things.

And now I present: ✨ Worldbuilding Thoughts with Cassi! ✨

I definitely think King Varden got murdered because running off with the enemy queen is perhaps the stupidest thing you can do. In hindsight, I would like to apologize to Queen Kendra for making her life even harder. She takes the throne at sixteen, has to flush out the court, and ends up assassinated anyway. She deserved better.

There is an entire page on my Notion about TC&TF and it's TV show adaptation. To say that the in-universe fandom is divisive would be an understatement.

Sneaking in a funny headcanon about Liam: while Tzipporah can't cook to save her life, Liam can't keep any plant alive. Tzipporah once planted an herb garden in the kitchen to make up for her disastrous cooking experiments (she and Maxwell are never allowed in the kitchen at the same time). Liam, being the good husband that he is, decides to help his wife maintain the garden. Everything is dead by the next morning. The two of them like to say that together, the make a person who could one day be half as good at cooking as their palace chef Anais.

A Lesson in Sources

read on AO3

rating: G for general audiences

word count: 4,720

summary: Eleanor Rys, Crown Princess of Cordonia, needs her father’s assistance with an essay. King Liam is all too happy to oblige.

author’s note: written for day 3 of @kingliamappreciationweek hosted by @lizzybeth1986. Day 3’s theme is Liam the Historian so be prepared for a crash course in Cordonian history. In this story, Liam and Tzipporah are 45, Eleanor is 16, Gabriel and William are 12, and Corinne is 10. The line breaks in the story are from cutekaomoji.

What were the impacts of Queen Kenna’s victory at the end of the War of the Five Kingdoms? How did her marriage at the end of the conflict impact the relationships between the kingdoms, if at all? Be sure to include at least three primary sources.

Eleanor stares at the computer screen, hoping an essay will spring fully-formed from her head like Athene. Instead the cursor blinks, mocking her.

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[teenandbeyond]

I found you through frieza family hcs you made a while ago, may i ask something for them? Some angst because im evil

Essentially them with their s/o nearly dying in their arms due to injury? Oh how i love my favourites suffering ohoho

Frieza Family x Reader Angst HC's

I'm evil, too. Sure!

Want more from me? Masterlist 2

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🧊Hold On🧊 (DBZ or Dragonball Z)

Warning(s): Mentions of blood and violence

They can't live without you...

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Frieza

Frozen at first

Trying to process what in the world happened

Then he snaps out of it when you cough up some blood.

He’s rushing over to you, feeling a little helpless as he tries to stop the bleeding.

“Frieza, calm down…”

“Calm down?! You’re—You’re…”

“I’ll be okay…”

He nods to reassure himself, “Yes, yes, you’ll be fine, I just need…”

“I’m tired.”

“Hey, no! If you close your eyes, I’ll kill you!”

    “Lookin… forward to it,” you chuckle.

    “[Name], hey!”

    Your eyes flutter closed, and you fall limp in his hold.

   “No…[Name]?...[Name], you better not be ignoring me…”

     The enemy watches from the other side, “Well, your little pet shouldn’t have meddled in our affairs.”

Carefully sets you down, shaking in rage

And full-on rampages on them.

He made it back to the ship with you after, practically screaming for a healer.

Paces back and forth for the next week, and can’t sleep.

More than a few things are broken, like his heart.

Until you save it.

“Frieza…are you crying? I’ve never seen you cry before. What’s wrong?”

He falls into a crouch in relief, “[Name]’s alive.”

“Of course, I’m alive.”

He zooms over to you caressing your face, running his hands down your arms and shoulders.

“What are you doing?”

“Checking.”

He’d had hallucinations before, he wanted to know you were real.

“Hey, I’m okay. Still got stitches, but I’m—”

“Why the hell did you walk all the way to my chambers then?! The infirmary isn’t anywhere close to here!”

“Because I wanted to see you as soon as I woke up,” you hold his shaking hand.

“Please, I beg of you, with everything I have…Never jump in my battles again.”

Cooler

In an instant, you’re in his arms as you collapse into the dirt a distance away.

“Damn it, this wasn’t supposed to happen! They weren’t supposed to get to you…”

With care and urgency, he finds materials to try and slow the bleeding.

“[Name]. [Name] can you speak to me, my love? Can you hear me?”

“Mhm.”

“Where are we right now?”

“On a…planet..uh, Zahra?”

“Yes, yes, that’s right,” he swallows his tears away, “And…what happened?”

“I remember I…I left from camp…”

“Why? Didn’t I tell you not to leave?”

“I know, I know, but there was a child…he was scared. Said, lost something—needed help.”

He sighed, forehead gently taping against yours, “You and your kind heart.”

“I followed him…thought he was acting a little weird, wasn’t telling me anything…Then—Then…He…damn it, he set me up,” you chuckle.

“Who did this?” he asked behind a clenched jaw.

“The guards—King’s guards.”

“Well, that just means I’ll have to kill all of them…And then we’ll leave this wretched planet and fix you right up, alright?”

“Okay.”

He drowned the kingdom in blood and rage, while you sat safely in camp, properly protected.

He returns, panicking when you don’t react.

But luckily, he saves you.

You live and he stays sane.

King Cold

“Who knew King Cold had a weakness?”

“Let [Name] go,” he grits out.

Your expression was solid, not satisfying the traitors with any fear.

“You killed our buddy, our teammate! So, now…we’ll take something important from you. Don’t move, I’ll gut your precious [Name] right here!”

“What is it that you want?” he glared, “I’ll give you whatever you want. Just leave them out of this.”

“What do we want? You can’t buy your way out of this one. We want blood to be spilled.”

“Enough of this, die” the other traitor aggressively stabs you.

“[Name]!” Cold growls.

They pull away from you as blood pools, but tense when the King’s power level blasts out of the roof.

Now that they don’t have you as a threat…

He lets loose.

You manage to drag yourself to a wall, leaning on it best you can.

He rushes over to you when finished, “[Name]! –Nurse!”

“I don’t think I’m going to…”

“Don’t say that, you’ll be just fine,” he lifted you gently into his arms, kissing your head.

“I’m getting blood all over your floors, sorry…”

“Don’t be sorry, my dear. Focus on staying with me, please?”

“I’ll try.”

“I can’t live without you,” he did his best to ignore the blood trailing down his arm.