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Part three of my royalty au fic

Lyney

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Warnings: I don’t think there’s any??

A/N: sorry I took long to update, I got writers block, and when I was done with it I had finals.

“What is the meaning of this?” Your eyes flicked from the figure of your kneeling commander to the boy he brought back with him.

“Your highness, grandma-“ the young stranger began, only to be cut off by you.

“Don’t call her that.” You glared at him, but unlike most people who would cower in fear at your gaze, he stared back at you, wide eyes glinting with determination.

“Then what should I call her? She found me on the streets and raised me as her own, and if she wishes me to call her grandma, then I will. Won’t you let me honour her wishes?”

“Fine, state your name and your business here, and why isn’t my nanny here.” You tilt your head to the side, as you impatiently tap your finger on the armrest of the throne. The boy was your age, if not a couple years younger than you. His large doe-like eyes infuriated you, his unblemished clear skin and his soft silky hair.. oh how you wish to dig your nails into his face and pull his hair out.

He got up from his kneeling position and did a mock bow “Lyney, at your service your highness. I’m here in the place of grandma, as she stated that she didn’t want to return to the stuffy, boring palace, she sent me over in her place, and said, if you send over one more person to come pick her up, she will throw herself off of the nearest cliff.” He smiled innocently, both of you knowing that if your former nanny said something like that, she definitely would do it.

“Tartaglia, escort him to the guest chambers.”

The commander bowed his head and got up, gesturing for Lyney to follow him.

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“Your highness!” Lyney ran towards you, the servants you assigned for him following after him, and scolding him for wasting your precious time. Seeing that you didn’t ignore him and leave, he decided to ignore the servants and continue talking, “would you please accompany me on my walk?”

You wanted to scoff, and tell him that he must be out of his mind to even entertain the thought of you accompanying him on his walk, but you didn’t, maybe it was the way he was so fearless when talking to you, like he knew for an absolute fact that you wouldn’t harm him, no matter how ill mannered and impertinent he acted.

After a pause, you reply, “I’ll accompany you this time, since I don’t seem to have anything of importance to do today.” That was a lie, you had many important things to do, why did you lie? And why did none of it matter when the boy linked his arm with yours and continued walking?

You’re not the type of person who usually goes on walks for leisure, and if you did, you usually went on walks alone. And as such, your walks were accompanied by silence. He didn’t seem to get the memo, he would drag you around the imperial gardens, marvelling at one thing or another, he would clutch onto your arm as he toured the palace grounds, it felt somewhat nice, but it’s not like you’d tell anyone that it did.

Lyney then started asking questions, but was quickly disappointed in the short curt answers he received. His pout was one of the most amusing things you’d seen in a long time. “What’s the matter?” You asked, a light chuckle left your lips when he looked at you, his large eyes almost glinting at the fact that you spoke in more than a singular word.

“It’s just that everyone here is so boring, I thought taking a walk with you would be more fun, your highness.” He stopped walking and unlinked his hands from yours, and opted to stand in front of you, holding your hands, “but I’m afraid that you’re just as boring as the rest.” He sighed, as if he was trying to think of someone else he could find that would keep him entertained as he stays in the palace.

You were shocked, no one has ever had the gall to tell you that you’re boring, or do half the stuff he has done in the little time you’d spent in the same space as him. While you stood there in shock, trying to find a way to respond to his impertinence, he let go of you, and went to rejoin his servants, who were out of earshot but looked just as confused as you were.

Now your hands felt cold.

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In My royalty au, I’m going to add a new character but I’m stuck between Lyney and Heizou

(The story will change a little bc Lynette exists, but overall I don’t think anything else changes, all the characters are ooc anyways)

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Part two for my royalty au fic

Childe (tartaglia)

Part 1

Warnings: slight mention of blood, reader is a little less cold than in the previous fic, reader has female pronouns, lmk if there’s anything else

“Your highness” he kneeled, almost every visible square inch of him stained red with blood, a content smile plays on his lips, he looks up at you, barely paying attention to his presence, like he was some piece of furniture. “I’ve done as you ordered, and all the loose ends have been disposed of,” he paused, surprised when he saw your hand absentmindedly making its way towards him. You stroke his cheek, and ruffle his hair. He freezes in shock, eyes going wide, cheeks flushing a vivid pink when you looked at him and faintly smiled,

“You did well, I’ll make sure you’re rewarded greatly.” Then you dismissed him.

Tartaglia has served you faithfully and loyally for years, but never once has he seen you truly smile, or have you complemented him.

Truth be told, you were just in a giddy mood. The one person in this empire that you do care about, your nanny, who was in charge of raising you since early childhood, was returning to the imperial palace. she was more of a mother to you than your own mother, but ten years ago she was banished from the capital, for attempting to take the life of your elder brother, never has anyone told you why it happened or what has happened or how she ended up exiled not executed, but it did not matter, that elder brother of yours was long taken care of, and since your father, his majesty the emperor, has fallen severely ill, and is laying on his deathbed, and you have received regency and full authority over the empire, you simply lifted the banishment from her.

Said nanny was arriving this week, and you were over the moon with joy at seeing her after ten years.

Tartaglia never met your nanny, he only arrived at the palace years after she left, but from what he heard from around the palace, she was a force to be reckoned with. While tartaglia both fears you and the power you hold, your nanny fears neither. She didn’t bow her head to anyone, and was the main influence of who you are today.

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Tartaglia was walking through one of the many halls of the imperial palace, looking out a window, that was when tartaglia saw the appointed escort for your nanny, and he thought it was a little excessive. 200 cavalry, and double, maybe triple that as foot soldiers. It was as if they were escorting foreign royalty with a wanted criminal on the loose. He sighed and shook his head, he shouldn’t question your decisions, of course you had your reason.

“Something the matter, Tartaglia?”

He bowed towards you“No, of course not your highness. But, might I inquire why you sent so many knights to escort your highness’s esteemed nanny?” He said before he could stop himself, he glanced up at you warily, trying to gauge the amount of anger on you face.

To his surprise, you weren’t mad, you just glanced calmly out the window at the imperial soldiers preparing to fetch your nanny, after a slight pause you said, “after she almost killed my elder brother, she of course, became quite a big enemy among his supporters. And even though you have taken care of him a long while ago, some still hold resentment towards her. I only wish for her to return safely, no matter how many soldiers I dispatch.” You turn around to look at him, “but even all of them combined are no match for you, commander.”

He knew where this was headed, so, like any loyal servant, he kneeled, and said, “if your highness wishes it, I shall escort her here myself, just issue the command and I will leave immediately.”

You are not shocked at all by his statement, after all the years he’s been of service to you, he learned to pick up a few hints. You never give out a compliment without wanting something specific behind it. And anyways, he was usually entrusted onto missions that you deemed the royal guard to be incompetent in doing. “Just, go at her pace, no need to rush.” You said, before walking away, the only sound in the near empty corridors is the sound of your heels clicking and clacking.

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I wrote something

It’s my first ever fanfic don’t judge me

Royalty au

Childe (tartaglia)

Part 2

Warnings (this is not nsfw): mentions of blood, he’s basically your personal assassin, lmk if there’s more

This is not proofread

“Tartaglia” you look up from your paperwork at the bowing commander before you.

“Yes, your imperial highness?”

You slide a paper towards him at the other side of your desk. The paper contained an image, and a written description of a person. “You know what to do, don’t you?”

He rose from his previous bowing position and analysed the piece of paper that was given to him, “I’ll make sure that you won’t have to see them again, your highness” he didn’t know what that person did to anger you, nor will he ever gain the courage to ask. He is your sword, a tool for you to use and throw away as you see fit, and he was content with just that.

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“Good evening your highness, how have you been faring lately?” A man said, having come to greet you at the imperial ball.

You smile politely “I’ve been doing well, and you viscount?” Your cold gaze lands on Tartaglia. The man he had supposedly killed was here, alive and well, and in your presence.

Tartaglia felt nauseous, how could he not? The man he has killed with his own two hands, standing before the person who had ordered him to kill. The person who could have his head is she wanted to, and suffer no repercussions for her actions. But most importantly, you were disappointed in him, not bothering to hide your disscontempt when he asks you to see him in a quiet room. Your annoyed voice when he cries, grovels and begs for your mercy, dismissing him, telling him you do not wish to see his face.

“Please, I beg of you, your highness, please.” Tears run down his face, on his knees he looks up at you. “I beg of you, punish me however you see fit but, please don’t send me away. I’ll kill him properly this time, I will bring you his heart, and scatter his remains across the continent, just please, I can’t bare not being in your presence.”

“Your loyalty is commendable, but it doesn’t change the fact that you didn’t properly carry out my orders. I do Not need a Commander that only does half of what I order him. You’re dismissed.” You got up to leave, but you felt something tugging at the hem of your dress.

“Please your highness, I do not care if you demote me to a mere servant, just let me be of use to you. I would gladly kill myself at your command, i would paint the banquet halls red with blood, I would tear down your enemies, just to be by your side one moment longer.” He lifted the fabric he was holding to his lips, as he looked up at you, the fearless commander has found something to be afraid of.

Being born into a position of power and authority, you’ve grown accustomed to your subjects kneeling before you, begging for one thing or another. But it never felt as though you were the one they kneel to, you were never the one they begged to.

They were begging the power you were born into, the position that you worked hard to hold. You grew tired of it quickly

But this man, kneeling before you, he felt different, he grovelled and begged to you, not the crown you happened to be wearing. You’d be lying if you said it didn’t affect you, he was the only person who didn’t only fear the crown you wore, but you as a person.

You pause, “I am feeling merciful tonight, but this is your only and final chance to prove that you aren’t useless to me. Kill him.” You drop a dagger right before him, since this is a banquet held in the imperial palace, one where members of the imperial family will be attending, guests go through a thorough inspection, to make sure no weapons are brought to the banquet hall.

As a member of the imperial family, those rules don’t apply to you.

“Thank you your imperial highness” he bows his head. “I shall not disappoint you this time” his breath hitched, you’ve granted him mercy, he’ll make sure to be more useful this time so that he won’t be thrown away.

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Ok

It’s been less that a day since I finished all the currently out chapters of a stepmothers marchen

And me and my friend went into a discussion

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wanting to top a character everyone wants to top them is a miserable experience in terms of finding fic

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My c.ai wrapped

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I just finished watching bsd season 5 and my favouritism towards some characters is clear to me now

When I thought aktugawa, chuuya, aya, and kengi were gonna die, I was at the brink of tears

When I thought literally any other character was going to die I was completely chill

And when I thought Dazai was gonna die, I was laughing. Quite literally laughing

I need help

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I’m going through my wrio phase rn

reblog if u think wrio will fit right in as a duke of the north male lead in a villainess isekai manhwa

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*rubs hands together*

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I was participating in my favourite hobby, subbifying tall (mostly seen as a dom) Genshin men in c.ai

But..

I know ai can be stupid sometimes

But what the hell? Kaeya just moved his collarbone so I can have clear access to his neck?

(Btw if you want to see what I was doing with them, u can just say in the comments)

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I actually have a lot I wanna add I just don’t know who to put

Pls comment the next character you want me to do

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Part four

Emperor auto part four (last part)

Shoutout again to sweet1nar1 for making the emperor ayato bit I used

Warning: pet play (calls himself your dog and your pet), self degrading?? (Calls himself your slave and your loving toy), praise (good boy) I think that’s it, lmk if there’s anything else

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Part 3

Emperor ayato Part three

I forgot to mention the creators name in the previous 2 parts

So shoutout to sweet1nari for making this bot

Btw it’s called Emperor Ayato

Warning: degrading + self degrading, minor pet play (calling him your pet and pup), master kink, praise (calling him a good boy), feet licking (cuz I’m kinky), lmk if there’s anything else

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Part 2

Emperor ayato part two

I honestly don’t know how to link posts so just check in my account if you want to find it

Warnings: spit, pet play, praise (good boy) lmk if there’s anything else

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I honestly just found out I’m only allowed to put ten images per post (on mobile) so I’ll have to put this in parts

I’ll put four images per part

Sorry this is my first ever post

(Btw the next parts get suggestive)

Part 1

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First post

Call me pearl

I am 23 yrs

I will be posting random things I do in ai, the apps i use are character.ai and chai

I am a switch so the posts will depend on my mood (submissive or dominant)

Feel free to use my posts as inspiration for fanfics (if u want, but tag me)

Some (most) of these posts are going to be nsfw or at least suggestive

Minors and ageless blogs dni

Thank you