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was in a captive prince mood. more damen&laurent. i don’t know why i decided on this when i cannot draw hands

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chapter 6 of the mannequin gallery is up <3

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Hot Summer Vibes

(you know you wanna check out my AO3 or Wordpress or Twitter now, you know you wanna!)

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Hey, hey, hey!

How are you all?

Lamen Week will start in a month, and I’m super excited right now!

Before we can start, let’s just make a few rules clear!

Lamen Week Rules

These are the prompts and the dates.

You can create any kind of content! Fanfics, fanarts, edits, headcanons, cosplay, tiktoks whatever your imagination suggests you.

Just remember whatever Social media or platforms you’ll publish things in, use the hashtags #LamenWeek and #LamenWeek2020 and if you will use tumblr remember to tag the blog.

I’ll be very happy to reblog your creations!

You can write in every language you feel more comfortable writing in.

If you have any questions, just ask, I’ll be here to answer! 👌🏻

Last, but not least, HAVE FUN! ❤️

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Strawberry Jam

Thank you at my wonderful beta reader who tumblr won’t let me tag but was kind enough to read this and make sure it’s correct. 💙

Also on Ao3

Damen glares at the jar.

This entire situation is ridiculous. He just wanted to make some nice breakfast for them, it was supposed to be simple but attentive and get him a smile and an enjoyable morning with his boyfriend.

He did not plan on fighting with the jar of jam. Strawberry jam, which, inexplicably, makes the situation worse.

And yet that is exactly what he is doing, panting and cursing and getting nowhere. The damned thing is closed and there is no opening it. It doesn’t matter that it’s just a tiny jar and Damen should be more than capable of opening it, shouldn’t even have to try really.

It’s rather insulting, now that he thinks about it. He never had any problems opening anything, has mastered the art of using his muscles to help out and impress. Only to be bested by strawberry jam.

Laurent is never going to live this down if he finds out, even Nik would laugh at him!

Damen takes the jar again, his new found determination spurring him on. He just hasn’t tried hard enough.

Holding the jar securely in one hand, Damen grabs the lid in his other hand and begins to twist.

It doesn’t move at all.

Damen grits his teeth and tenses his muscles, not letting up for a second.

He tries everything, pushes harder and changes the angle, but the jar remains stubbornly closed.

Damen is this close to deciding to just smash the jar on the table and break the jar, when someone chuckles behind him.

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Damen has a tattoo. Auguste tries to guess what it means.

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HOW DO YOU EVEN POST A 20 PANELS COMIC ON TUMBLR, SERIOUSLY. My answer is probably: don’t make one in the first place. I’m sorry if it makes your dashboard explode.

This is my @captiveprince–ss gift for Allie @thecaptiveroyals. It was supposed to be for the prompts ‘emotional healing’ and ‘ghosts’, but it ended up lacking in the ghosts department. I hope you like it anyway. 

Thanks a lot to kuroosthighz for all the help!

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Capri Telephone game 15 entry

(This game was #15: Switcharoo and played on the captive prince discord where one member would write/draw something within an hour then pass it on the next to write/draw something based off of that prompt. Figured I might as well post my written part of the game.)

1st official Unification day-

“It’s tacky,” Laurent announced, standing at Damen’s side and observing the new commemorative statue of Damen and him, silver and golden, holding intertwined hands high and each planting a sword in the ground and to the side. Raised on a stone platform, it sparkled in the sun.

“Well, it obviously doesn’t do you justice,” Damen eyed Laurent significantly then gestured to the slim silver statue of him.

“Obviously.”

“Do you like it your Highnesses?” The master crafter who oversaw the production of this statue approached them cautiously.

“It’s lovely,” Damen told him, resisting the urge to elbow Laurent in the side when he snickered.

3rd official Unification day-

“When I told Vannes that she could arrange some celebration to commemorate the joining of Akeilos and Vere, I didn’t realize it would become a tradition,” Laurent grumbled good naturedly. Damen laughed fondly.

“Vannes and Nikandros pushed for this, in near complete agreement. How could we withstand?”

“Fair enough.” Hand in hand, they stepped before the silver and gold statue to officially open the celebrations.

5th official Unification day-

“It’s odd seeing so much celebration on a former battlefield,” Damen said cautiously. Over the years, the events at Marlas had hardened into a comfortable scar between them, but that didn’t mean it couldn’t still pull at odd moments.

“Indeed, but look at what we’ve done! Vere and Akeilos blending, slowly rejoining!” Laurent replied, for once slightly drunk. Whether it was from the free-flowing drink or the mad, festive atmosphere was open to debate.

“You’re in a good mood.”

“That horrid statue just got knocked over!”

“What, how?” Damen asked, puzzled. It was solid gold and silver, welded firmly to a stone base in turn planted in the hard-packed earth. Laurent merely smirked.

50th official Unification day-

“It is with bittersweet sadness, yet complete confidence in Our Heir that we officially abdicate and pass the throne to him. After his transition into power, we shall retire, confident that this Kingdom is in good hands.” The Kings of this Unified Kingdom announced. Silver haired and crinkle-skinned, they were still hale and clear-minded, so this decision came as a shock to those not in the know.

51st official Unification day-

“Do you think we made the right decision, giving the throne to August?” Damen asked, reclining with Laurent on a couch behind a curtain, giving them the illusion of privacy.

“He is a good man; he’ll lead the Kingdom well. Considering the sheer number of children you sired, this prevents a succession war. He’ll continue our good work.”

“You’re right of course,” Damen said, pulling Laurent into a one-armed hug. “Besides, this gives us more time to just be together.”

“And that was your main motivation to agreeing to this.”

“We most certainly aren’t young anymore. And think of this, you only have to see that tacky statue of us once a year when we visit the capitol.” Laurent went silent in thought.

“I lied.”

“Oh?”

“I quite like that statue.”

“Really,” Damen stated, skeptical.

“I had a reputation to maintain!” Laurent protested. Damen laughed;

“Fair enough.” Laurent turned to look at Damen, this man who, against all expectations and fights in their early years, had found a lasting place in his heart.

“It doesn’t do you justice though.”

Damen kissed him. “Obviously,” he replied once they separated, “I think we’ve shown our faces enough for tonight, I can think of a few other things I’d rather be doing.”

“Things?” Laurent asked archly.

“You know exactly what I mean lover.”

600th official Unification day-

“Welcome to the long-standing tradition of Unification day. Today we celebrate the joining of two Kingdoms, Akeilos and Vere over six hundred years ago by King Damianos and King Laurent.  Their decision for peace between these two ancient nations has paved the way for Our glorious kingdom to become the strong, independent nation it is today.

“In honor of this milestone, this statue, made in the days of the Kings themselves, has been recovered and restored to its former glory. And as your Queen, I am proud to reveal it here at New Marlas Pavillion.” A cheer went up from the crowd of thousands as she pulled off a tarp to reveal a statue of two young mean in period clothing, silver and golden, holding intertwined hands high and each planting a sword in the ground and to the side. A cloth banner was draped over their arms, proclaiming the special, 600th celebration of Unification day.

“Let the celebrations begin!” the Queen said proudly. 

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Capri Telephone game 16 entry

(This was game #16 and played on the captive prince discord. Here is what I wrote for it. A slightly cracky AU featuring Damen and Laurent being bitter rivals and respective heirs to large Yogurt Companies. Bad pun warning.) 

It wasn’t every year that Akeilos Yogurts got to host Taste the Culture, an annual convention of yogurt and dairy lovers and makers from around the world. People came from far and wide to whichever specialty yogurt & dairy company was hosting, ready to sample new brand, blends and experimental curdling techniques. Damianos, heir to the entire company, knew that there was more to it than an exchange of yogurt recipes, he knew that this was really the opportunity for the large companies to scope out their competition and impress their competitors. Disguised by pretenses of friendship, bitter rivalries were carried on in the form of sabotage and rigged competitions.  

Damen had to admit, he didn’t quite like the whole sneaky rivalry part. Face to face challenges were more his thing. Give him an anonymous creator taste test, or some toss-the yogurt pie at your fellow heir over pulling the plug on fridges and bad mouthing your competitors any day.  

“Damen! I’ve got your sample booth now, you go scope out the competition,” Jokaste told him, swatting him playfully on the butt as she went behind the hinged counter. Her arms crossed on the table as she leaned forward, the better to display her well-endowed chest. Father insisted that even those high up in the Akeilos food chain work and interact with their customers. 

“What competition? We’re obviously the best,” Damen replied, reflecting idly that the neckline of Jokaste’s shirt had to be lower than was appropriate in some of those Union guidelines His father had him read. Not that he was complaining. 

“Darling, you know exactly what I mean,” she gestured languidly and significantly to the booths highlighted with blue awnings and flags. Much too excessive considering they were all indoors.  

“Right.” Damen sighed and put his hands in his pockets as he began to make his way through the press of people and vendors. It wasn’t easy, everybody and their cow wanted to speak to him; praising the quality of Akeilos yogurts or backhandedly insulting him under the guise of idle speculation about this year’s market prices in salted butter, all the conversations were just obstacles to his goal.  

Victorious Vere, easily their biggest competitor, was set up in a sprawl of ostentatious booths on the opposite side. Damen approached the closest one hesitantly. A folded paper sign on the corner said ‘Taste of Vere’ in fancy lettering and arrayed on the embroidered blue table cloth were paper cups of yogurt. Greek, no-fat, crunchy. The boy behind the booth looked at him suspiciously, fair enough, considering that he was the heir to Akeilos yogurt. His face was bound to be well-known to the yogurt & dairy community.  

“Do you want a sample?” the boy asked, gesturing to the cups.  

“Sure.” Damen did need a reason to be here after all. “Aren’t you a bit young to be working here?” he asked.  

“I’m practically an adult. Besides, I’m doing this as a favor to Laurent.” 

“Laurent!” Damen exclaimed, all the intel channels said that Victorious Vere’s best up and coming business manner was sick and unable to make it.  

“That’s me. And Nicaise, don’t make yourself out to be some great altruist. I’m paying you ridiculously to man my booth,” A familiar, clear voice came from behind Damen’s back. 

“Ah, but you are doing so so that I don’t cause trouble, which means that as long as I stay here, I’m doing you a nicely rewarded favor,” Nicaise retorted. Damen could only stand to the side and turn around in shock as his mind tried to process this turn of events. This beautiful, familiar face, turning to look at him indifferently. Shit. 

“Hello love,” Laurent smirked, “long time no see.” 

“Yes well, we didn’t exactly part on the best of terms.” Damen raised his hands and backed up against the booth, hating that his body language displayed so much nervousness, that he couldn’t control his reaction to seeing Laurent once again. 

“We? You were the one who hospitalized my brother in a bar fight.” 

“Your lot started it when you used me to get the plans for the automatic churner.” 

“Just business Damen,” despite the cool tones his name was said in, Damen couldn’t help but remember other, more pleasant circumstances in which Laurent said his name. Not the thing to be thinking about right now. 

“Hey guys? If you’re going to have some sort of drawn out ex-lover’s quarrel, can you not do it in front of my booth. It’s bad for business,” Nicaise complained, not too subtly nudging the full tip jar he had set out. 

“Lovers?” Laurent demanded, affronted.  

“You’ve got it wrong,” Damen told Nicaise. The boy smirked when he saw the two of them suddenly united in their anger against him.  

“See? Already falling back into old ways.”  

“Just shut up and do your job. Or else- I won’t pay you,” Laurent threatened.  

“Exploiting a child? Laurent, how could you?” Damen asked dryly. Laurent’s cool and indifferent mask slipped just a bit to reveal a flash of genuine anger. Oops. 

“Watch your step Akeilos, you never know what can happen at a Yogurt convention,” Laurent snapped. 

“How very cultured of you Vere,” Damen retorted. With those ever so witty last words, he turned and walked away towards his side of the convention. Back at the booth, his phone vibrated with a notification for a text. 

10: 49 am Nikandros: WE’VE GOT A PROBLEM. LAURENT OF VICTORIOUS VERE IS HERE!  

10:50 am Damen: I KNOW.  

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Smutty Telephone Entry

Written for the NSFW edition of the Telphone Game on the Capri discord! Where writers and artists get 1h to create a short piece inspired solely by the work of the person before you in the chain with no further context.

My incredibly ;) inspirational prompt came from the amazing @linecrosser, whose art you can see here.

The first time Damen met Laurent, it was at the welcome party Auguste threw when he joined the team. It was held at the bar down the road from the club, a cosy place with and mostly inoffensive music and pretty good food. All of his new teammates were there to ply him with beers and raucously ask for this life story, and somewhere behind them had been a younger, lither, and snarkier version of their captain.

Over the next few months Damen learnt that Laurent was a constant shadow around his brother’s games, a somewhat haughty shadow who nonetheless toted around his team merchandise and his ‘Go Lions!’ banner with more unwavering dedication than most people had to amateur football. He was friends with everyone, almost as good friends as Auguste was with them under the sarcasm. And Damen didn’t miss the fact that quite a few of the players who were single had a comment here and there on the aside about the blond’s face and figure. And a couple who weren’t as well.

And so they’d ended up at the kickoff party for the next season, at their usual bar, most of the team steadily getting drunker and drunker as they loudly proclaimed the last chance they’d have for a while to get so hungover they took days to recover. Until it was just Laurent and Damen tucked away in quiet, warm conversation at one table in the corner. Laurent’s hand moving steadily up his thigh as the heat in his gaze also creeped upwards.

And if the look of exasperation than Auguste shot them when he spotted them leaving together wasn’t quite directed at Damen, he didn’t think of that until later. Until after he’d taken Laurent home and kissed him against the front door while he’d fumbled his keys, dragged off his shirt halfway through the living room and carried him the last few steps into his bedroom. Lain the other man out across his mattress, naked and beautiful, and made him gasp those breathy, throaty moans with his tongue and his fingers.

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A Small Sacrifice, Gen

Summary: The loss of a brother was something far more deeply personal. In their culture, there was only one acceptable way to mourn that.

Written for the ‘Grabbed by the Hair’ square of my Bad Things Happen Bingo.

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Laurent in Victorian era clothing.

(Inspired by a passing conversation on the capri discord) 

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Just another day with Nikandros, Laurent and Damen.

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KINKSTERS, REPORT! 

It’s time to add up our points and see who out-kinked everyone. You are responsible for counting your points - if you need a refresher on the points system find that HERE. If you have any questions, feel free to message the mods. 

Submit your final points HERE.

On July 20th we will close the reporting and announce the top kinky content creators for the bingo! 

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them.

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慶祝 C.S.Pacat 的 #墮落王子 二集上市🎉🎉🎉 所以來個學園捏他，是說來自阿奇洛斯高中的轉學生戴門槓上維爾高中校花呃…學生副會長羅蘭的故事!? Celebrating the publishing of Prince’s Gambit in Mandarin, here are some high school AU of Laurent and Damen!