#Champagne Castle

[milfsloverblog]

Omw home from my trip to Dublin and I just realised I hit 1000 followers this weekend?!?

This is so crazy to me because when I posted my first fic a few months ago, I wasn’t even expecting anyone to like it. I was just a gal obsessed with Gwendoline Christie, who enjoyed writing and thought “Why not?”.

Thank you to anyone who has ever read, liked and/or shared my stories, I adore reading every single one of your unhinged comments/tags.

I’m very glad I took the leap of faith and shared my work here, it lead me to making some incredible friendships (girls, you know who you are).

And to celebrate properly; part 3 of Secret Benefits coming this week!! 🩷

[stargirlrchive]

THEY TOLD ME ALL OF MY CAGES WERE MENTAL, SO I GOT WASTED LIKE ALL MY POTENTIAL

[nicoloowiarchz]

sirius "and here i sit alone behind walls of regret falling down like promises that i never kept" black

regulus "i never was ready so i watch you go" black

[stephaniegunnz]

PURPLE CHAMPAGNE ON ICE (my poem/lyrics from 2016)

My eyes are blinded by your majesty

Your royalty's all I can see

White laces and big diamond jewels

Would make every man look like a fool

Not you, you can dress like a cheap whore

Still it will make you shine more and more

Diamonds are cool but I love you also without them

Cause you're shining brighter than any other gem

Rain was falling and I stared into your dark eyes

They were cold like purple champagne on ice

And starry like headlights of vintage corvette

I'm your love machine, you can call me chevrolet

And I will be as happy as can be

Because my prince will be right next to me

When we sleep at night it's just a waste of time

Cause right when you fall asleep I miss look into your eyes

You're like boy from painting I saw somewhere on the wall

It must have been in heavenly Paris in Louvre hall

And this picture brought years into my eyes

All the years you made me drunk with your purple champagne on ice

[frank-o-meter]

Château de Chambord, Centre-Val de Loire, France

[victortalkingmachine]

i want to post screenshots from the palace of the wines segment of vivian grey but the whole chapter is so weird and ridiculous that i just can’t pick a small part of it

[heartlilith]

WHAT THE VENUS SIGNS REMIND ME OF

🩷Oddly specific things I think about when I hear ______ venus

Aries Venus: Summer, rubies, Mr. and Mrs. Smith, rollercoasters, fast cars, the color red, vampire fangs, Saturday nights, liquor stores and gas stations, fireworks, sour candy, cool bic lighters, “you’re mine”, Mario Kart, boys who wear nail polish, fuck it energy, oversized sweatshirts, middle finger emoji, cherries

Taurus Venus: Satin pillowcases, white candles, pearls, mirrors, hand holding, walking someone home at night, vinyls, red lipstick, full lips, fancy dinner dates, the wine and dine, old romantic movies, wallets and purses, hotels, French manicures, old money, “I won’t get on my knees for no man”

Gemini Venus: Driving around at night listening to music, reading to someone, comedy shows, mimosas, Samantha from Sex and the City, libraries, nerd kink, hot teachers/student kink, emerald green, laughter, swing sets, looking out of the window and just watching, untied shoelaces, dogs and puppies, dad jokes

Cancer Venus: Soft feather pillows, a bowl of warm soup, a bubble bath, tears and running mascara, babies and how babies laugh, poetry, “I’ll be whatever you want me to be”, hot tubs, hot coffee, teddy bears, heartbeats, soft hands & skin, lotion, bagels and cream cheese, doodling in your journal

Leo Venus: Lip gloss, mojitos, getting drunk at brunch, diamond tennis bracelets, drunk texts you regret sending later, the block button, lonely nights, shooting stars, blowing bubbles, piggy back rides, art museums, glittery eyeshadow, jumparoos, birthday parties

Virgo Venus: Taking a shower, Dove soap, smooth skin, symmetry, butterflies, the smell of books, getting a facial or going to the spa, chicken caesar salads, the good tasting water, chunky headphones, acoustic guitar, running errands, getting your eyebrows done, neat handwriting, neutral colors, sushi

Libra Venus: Blush, dimples, Y2K fashion, Hello Kitty, makeup skills, those little hand mirrors, princes and princesses, cupcakes, pedicures, Margaritas, taking pictures, art, castles, Disney movies, daisies, spin the bottle, cartwheels, soft hair, bubblegum, skincare, watermelon and pineapple

Scorpio Venus: Psychology, neck tattoos, “until death do us part”, Kings & Queens, snakes, sacred sex, chess, secrets, hickeys, the feeling after you stay up all night, the feeling of being at a concert, roses, knives, tequila shots, legs intertwined, dirty martinis, sparklers, Avril Lavigne, fantasy books, true crime and dark history

Sagittarius Venus: Clouds, rock climbing, rappers, Hip Hop and R&B, going on vacation, açaí bowls and fresh fruit, sun kissed/radiant skin, the color yellow, retreats, history, yoga and Pilates, spicy food, “it is what it is”, curly hair, the smell of weed, casinos, the last day of school, Las Vegas

Capricorn Venus: Leather, red wine, the cow pattern, cowgirl boots, the color brown, espresso, dark chocolate, briefcase of money like in the movies, the movie Scarface, whiskey on the rocks, bosses, owls, turtle necks, caramel, wearing suits, lingerie, business, New York City

Aquarius Venus: Lightbulbs, telescopes and microscopes, LED lights, hamsters, college parties, glitter, peace signs, 70s concerts, food trucks, skipping school, “fuck it”, diving in the pool, the beach at night, disco balls, getting detentions in school

Pisces Venus: Mermaids, kittens, cartoons and Disney princesses, champagne, Webkinz, little kid stories like Goldilocks, 3 Little Pigs, Hansel and Gretel, clear glittery lip gloss, holographic, snowmen and icicles, swimming in the pool, flower gardens, glow sticks , picnics, bumblebees, sand castles, elementary art class, 3D movies

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[aigle-suisse]

10 Rumilly-lès-Vaudes - Manoir des Tourelles XVI par Herve_R 03

[glittervame]

Valentines day

(Happy National Single Persons Appreciation Day!)

Mattheo

Mattheo would not even make a big deal about it it seems like he forgot about it altogether

In the days leading up to it he continues like normal while everyone else is rushing around the castle, girls worrying about their makeup and outfits, boys worrying about their tuxes and gifts

 You, hinting at wanting him to ask you to be his Valentine are extremely frustrated

Subtly dropping hints in class saying really obvious things like, “Man I saw this really pretty necklace with hearts on it down in Hogsmead, I wish I got it”

Comments like this seemingly blowing over his head as he just nods along to whatever you’re saying

When asked what he’s doing for Valentine's Day he shrugs and brushes it off, not giving it another thought

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•  ｡ﾟ

On said day he sits down next to you at breakfast, kisses you on the cheek, wishes you a happy valentines Day, and starts to eat the heart-shaped pancakes in front of him

Sometime during the morning after breakfast, he sends you a gift, The box containing the pretty necklace you had asked for

Throughout the day you’ll find little love notes in your bags and books, your favorite pieces of candy attached

The last note says ‘Diners at six’

You kind of wanted to go to the dance but dinner sounds better anyway

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•  ｡ﾟ

Dinner’s lovely, it’s a nice fancy restaurant, the lights are dimmed and classy music plays in the background

Fancy champagne is poured and those annoyingly tiny little servings of food are served

You guys chat about your lives and the different kinds of gossip from different houses

When you leave and admit you’re still hungry he takes you to another food place to get you fed

“Anything you want Mi querida”

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•  ｡ﾟ

When you get back he brings you back to a room all decorated in pink and red, candles lining all of the solid surfaces in the room

Strips you down off all your clothes and ties you up in pretty red ribbons 

Mattheo focused entirely on you, spending at least an hour between your legs (Mostly for his pleasure because he loves the way you taste) making you squirm and beg him to stop

He only stops when he slips his fingers between your legs real nice and slow, kissing light feathery kisses along your shoulders and forehead

With tears rolling down your face he pulls his fingers away and licks them up

“You taste good pretty girl”

Theodore

Theo sends little gifts and love notes all week, he constantly makes sure that there is a smile on your face no matter what

He’s the type to get creative about it, from the bracelet that you had looked at a little too long in a fancy little box sitting next to your pillow when you woke up, to the book that you had commented on saving up for a couple of months ago somehow finding its way into your bag during lunch

On the way to your classes, he holds your hand extra tight as if you’d disappear if he lost contact

During the week he takes you on mini dates, To the new cat cafe that popped up in Hogs Mead, together in the three broomsticks sipping on hot chocolate, even setting up a movie night in his dorm; taking snacks from the school’s kitchen

“Anything for you bella”

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•  ｡ﾟ

On Valentine's Day, you wake up to find a pretty new bracelet next to a ring that matches the dress you’re going to wear

In a cheery mood, you make your way to the great hall which is decorated in red tencel and floating red hearts instead of the regularly floating candles

Sitting next to your friends you chat about their valentines Day plans, theo comes up to you with your favorite chocolate arranged in a heart and gives it to you with a small smile

With a kiss on your lips, he’s wishing you a happy valentines Day before going and meeting up with his friends

Your friends squeal about how cute that was and how they wish their own boyfriends were as sweet as Theo or how they wish they had a Theo themselves. He’s one of a kind tho so too bad for them :(

“Have a good day love”

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•  ｡ﾟ

That evening he greats you with a big bouquet of glitter roses in your favorite color  with a few gift cards to your favorite places attached to them (He likes to keep up with the trends)

He takes you on a stroll through an extravagant garden holding onto your hand the whole time excitingly telling you which ones can be found in Italy and how they grow

After the garden stroll, he brings you to a cafe that’s a little bit classier but it has cute little cats running around. You guys have genuine conversations, you talk about how you want to travel to different places over the summer and he suggests that you go to Italy with him for a couple of weeks.

Overall it was a pretty great having

“Are you having a good time?”

｡ﾟ•┈꒰ა ♡ ໒꒱┈•  ｡ﾟ

He holds you in a tight hug on the way back to his dorm protecting you from Hogwarts' wacky-ass school weather, you’re chatting and giggling about some stupid thing that you guys saw on the way

When you do get into the castle he takes you to the kitchen to get more hot cocoa and a few snacks before dragging you back to his dorm

He’s set up a small fort in his bed and a movie screen that's cast onto a wall making the screen bigger, one last gift for you sitting on it; a lobster squishmallow with a small crown sitting on top of it’s head.

You guys watched movies ranging from The Princess Bride to The Incredibles; laying tangled in each other, you stayed like that for the rest of the night until you fell asleep

All of you guys are my valentines <3

[frankieburieshisdead]

ℬ𝓇𝓊𝒸ℯ 𝒲𝒶𝓎𝓃ℯ 𝓍 ℳ𝒶𝓁ℯ ℳℴ𝒹ℯ𝓁 ℛℯ𝒶𝒹ℯ𝓇

cw: NSFW

~ You liked modeling enough. It was exciting, and new, and you got to meet a bunch of people you otherwise wouldn't. For instance, if you could go back to the skinny, slightly effeminate brace face in rural Smallsville and tell him he would be hanging off the Bruce Wayne's arm at a promotional after party in Gotham he would laugh in your face. But here you were, and here he was, all 6ft (6'7? 6'8? God he was intimidating) wrapped around your shoulders, two of the girls from the shoot on his other side. You didn't know either of them very well, but they we're kind to you whenever you crossed paths, and it was always nice to see more black models in the industry.

~ So why did you feel so much vitriol towards them? This ugly feeling curling in your stomach every time Wayne leaned slightly towards them, slightly away from you. You chopped it up to star power, pure unadulterated charm that came with being one of the richest men in the Americas, but as long as it had been, you still remembered what it was like it have a crush.

~ It was hard to not have a crush on Bruce Wayne. He was confident, ridiculously so, but not the kind of confidence that made you feel small. When you arrived, he asked you "Do you like dark chocolate? I can't stand the stuff but for some reason people keep giving it to me." You could see he was lying, and that maybe he had just wanted to give you an expensive box of chocolate without making you feel like you owed him anything. It made you feel special.

~ It didn't take him long to invite the whole party back to his manor. His home was beautiful. Like a castle in one of the picture books your gran used to let you borrow from her job at the library. You told Bruce that, and he had smiled so genuinely you hadn't stopped blushing for the rest of the night.

~ You ended up asking yourself up to his bedroom. One of the bottle girls had popped the cork right over you, drenching your pants in sparkling cider. She had been so apologetic, and you hadn't wanted to make a scene, so you stumbled up the stairs in into the nearest unlocked door you could find. You closed the door behind you, stripping out of your soaked jeans to dab them clean in the joining bathroom.

~ "Not that I'm complaining, but I have to say it's not everyday I find pretty boys stripping out their clothes unprompted in my bedroom." You must have jumped about a foot in the air, hiding behind your thread bare trousers. "Oh god Mr. Wayne I'm so sorry, I just needed- there was this champagne girl- and well-"

"Relax, I'm just teasing." You looked at him properly now, his weary tone bleeding past your initial embarrassment. He was propped up against the bedpost, shirtless with one hand clamped firmly over his ribs. There was a mean purple blotch under his fingers, and his chest rose and fell in stutters. He was in pain.

"What happened?" You were across the room the next second, pants forgotten on the floor as you scooted next to him in your briefs. There was a slight blush across his chest and cheeks. Maybe he was drunk. Maybe you were.

"Got into... a brawl. Nothing serious don't worry." You got the feeling he liked that you were worried. You wondered how many people worried about Bruce Wayne. You had seen an older man in butler attire fussing over him when the party first got here. You hoped he was looked after.

"Well... I best get going." You were inches apart now, you could feel his harsh breath against your top lip.

"Best." He replied, curling his lip to mirror your Midwestern accent.

You fell into him first, crashing your lips against his as his arms came to grip your biceps. He lifted you with an insane show of strength, you squealed into his mouth, ending off in a giggle. He gave that genuine smile again.

~ You were straddling him now, grinding down on a ever hardening length. He gasped into your mouth, squeezing almost painfully as he pressed you firmer against him. He was massaging the v on your waist, teasing just above where you wanted him.

"Can I?"

You nodded manically against his shoulder, the both of you generating a frantic energy. He dipped down, palming you through your underwear.

"Protection?" You managed to pant out, remembering every talk your granny had drilled into you since you came out.

"Bedside drawer."

~ 3 hours. You kept going for 3 hours after that. He had taken you, knees pressed up against your shoulders, hitting all the right spots until you had come dry and untouched. He was still hard inside you, panting and you squeezed your way through your orgasm. He was kind, clearly straining to not thrust forward while you were so sensitive. You hooked your legs behind the dip in his waist and tugged him forward. A dare. The result of which had you on your hands and knees panting and keening after your third, fourth? climax. He was good afterwards as well. Sweet. He held your head up as he poured water from a sealed bottle down your throat, petting through your slim locs. You woke up tucked against his side, unsure if he had even slept a wink as he stared down at you. He had to go, but he had arranged one of the cars for you as soon as you wanted to leave. The butler, Alfred, had cleaned and dried your jeans while you were asleep, although Bruce had made it clear you were welcome to his extensive wardrobe. You giggled, imagining getting back to your apartment in a pair of 1000$ tracksuit pants with the ankles rolled up to your calves.

~ When you finally made it back to your apartment, you patted down your jeans, pleading to whoever was listening that you hadn't lost your keys in the chaos of the previous night. Instead, you pulled out a neatly folded parchment paper, thumbing it open to find barely legible handwriting reading:

555-0199

Call me if you liked the chocolate.

END

[luvlyhee]

M𝓞𝓞NLIGHT ROM𝛢NC𝑒 — 月亮代表我的心

crown prince heeseung x fem. reader

listen to this while reading <3 just a silly drabble for hee

genre: fluff, strangers to lovers ♥︎ wc: 1.2k

the voluminous skirt hides away your legs and your bodice gives way for imagination, creating a v line from the base of your neck to right above your chest. the purple fabric tugs onto your body loosely as you sip on a glass of champagne.

your fingers spun the glass around out of boredom. the purple mask adorned with feathers, flower petals and crystals shielded your face from others. it was a masquerade ball after all.

you didn’t even notice someone approaching you until he stood right in front of you. it was a man, royal or not you didn’t know.

he wore a fine cream coloured suit, gold embroidery embedded into the fabric. a white lace ruffled collar hid his neck away, but it made him look even more enchanting. his mask was dark blue, yellow and gold jewels outlining the perimeter.

“miss, are you alone?” he suddenly asked and bent down a little to look you in the eye, trying to see— trying to identify who you were since the mask was blocking all your facial features except your eyes and lips.

you nodded and placed your glass down on a nearby table. “yes, i am alone. why do you ask?” you answered his question and asked him a question. something in his eyes told you that he wasn’t just any guest in the hall. something about him felt expensive, felt royal.

a sly grin formed on his face and he straightened his back, extending his hand towards you before leaning in to whisper in your ear, “care to have this dance with me, love?”

the way he phrased his request made the hairs on your body stand and you shivered just a little. his voice was smooth, it was rich and it lured you in.

“i would love to,” you murmured and placed your hand in his. his other hand snaked around your waist and he pulled you closer to him. “do you know how to dance?” he inquired as he gently pulled you to the centre of the ballroom where everyone else was dancing.

you shook your head, “i took lessons but i didn’t learn much.” he could could only chuckle, the hand on your waist gently and soothingly rubbing your hip to assure you he’d teach you along the way.

“don’t even worry about it, it’s not that difficult, just flow with the music m’kay?” he whispered in your ear. you could feel his breath brush against your ear. it felt nice, oddly nice.

in response, you nodded your head and intertwined your fingers with his own. “just follow my lead,” he smiled and started moving his legs to the rhythm of the classical music.

if you were to be honest, you probably learnt more from this unknown guy than the lessons you had prior. every step he took, you followed, his hand on your waist assured you that you wouldn’t fall as long as you were in his grasp.

one step. two step. three step. and you were dancing.

“you’re a natural y’know?” he chuckled as he spun you around, catching you in his arms. you could only smile at his words, not knowing what to say except a “thank you.”

dancing with him felt like time stood still. the only noise you could hear were the sounds of the piano and violins harmonising and his breathing. you didn’t realise he was so close till you looked up at him.

he noticed you looking up at him and gave you a faint smile, rubbing his thumb against the back of your palm to ease any of your worries.

the night had to come to an end. the music stopped and everyone started to depart from the hall, leaving in their carriages.

you and him however didn’t leave

“do you trust me?” he asked as he gently dragged you out of the hall, opening a glass door and leading you out. you nodded, “yeah, i do.”

he could only give you a big grin as he brought you out to the castle gardens. why was he bringing you there? was he even allowed here?

once he brought you to the garden, he placed his palm on the small of your back, ushering you to enter.

flowers were blooming everywhere, the light from the moon illuminated and made them look even more whimsical. like something out of a fairy tale.

he thought you looked beautiful under moonlight, how the light bounced off your skin and the way the moon reflected in your eye. “why’d you bring me here?” you suddenly asked and turned around to meet his gaze, your skirt twirling in the process.

“no reason , i just thought you would look beautiful next to the flowers,” he explained and tucked a stray strand of hair behind your ear.

“you think i’m beautiful? you haven’t even seen my face,” you giggled and fiddled with your fingers out of embarrassment. ‘how cute’ he thought.

“i’m sure you’d look just as amazing without the mask.”

there was a pause. it wasn’t awkward— hell one might even say it was far from uncomfortable. it was comforting, like a warm hug from a loved one. odd.

“i’ll take my mask off if you take yours off,” you suggested and placed your hands behind your back, like a cheeky kid up to no good.

he smiled and nodded his head in agreement to your suggestion. “3.. 2.. 1..” and there he took off his mask, revealing himself as the crown prince of the kingdom.

you couldn’t believe your eyes. was it really lee heeseung standing in front of you? you stare at his features, his nose, his cheeks, his eyebrows, his lips— they were beautiful.

heeseung laughed softly before placing a hand on your waist, trying to garner your attention. “your turn now, love.”

you snapped back to reality before chuckling awkwardly and nodding your head. did you really just embarrass yourself in front of the prince?

removing your mask, you held it in your hand and looked up at him. you caught his gaze and you looked back down due to your shyness. “my eyes are up here, pretty,” he said and bent down to your level.

“r-right..” you mumbled and looked back up at him. does he think you’re ugly? hideous? you hope not.

“you’re so beautiful darling,” he whispered before cupping your cheek with one hand. he was fully aware of what he was doing, he wasn’t drunk, he wasn’t doing this in the spur of the moment. he was truly alive in that moment.

you blushed at his compliment. it was as if your hand had its own mind. your hand reached out to rest itself on his shoulder blade. he felt warm, in a cozy way.

time stopped for a moment as you got lost in each others eyes. you didn’t even realise you two got so much closer, close enough that your noses were brushing against each others.

and when his lips met yours, it felt like a wave of emotions came crashing into you. there was so much raw emotion in that kiss, so much love, so much affection. in his embrace is where it felt so right.

on that day you knew for a fact that lee heeseung was just as much as yours as you were his.

a/n: i was watching cinderella and suddenly got this idea 😵‍💫 hope u guys enjoy. also if anyone is wondering what the chinese text means it means “the moon represents my heart” and it’s a song title

@ luvlyhee 2024 thank you for the support <3

[pandorasworkshop]

💘Love is in the Air - Pick a Card

What's next for you in love? What about you charms the people around you?

Pandorasworkshop

Pile 1 Pile 2 Pile 3

Pile 1

Cards: Ace of cups, Eight of wands, Ten of cups

Reading: New beginnings in love is coming in for you. Or a special message from a special message from a special somebody. Whatever the message may be whether you're in a relationship or very single it will make you very happy. Blossoming relationships and happy endings. If you are wondering whether or not you should text someone or make the first move this is your confirmation. Some of you may even have a secret admirer planning on confessing soon. Whoever this person is they find your personality infectious and your style is adorable. If any of you guys are artists they are inspired by your art. This person is definitely a family person and a community centered person. If you are in a relationship they may want to introduce you to their family as the next step.

Signs: 555, harps, love story by indila, howls moving castle, getting or giving gifts, lattes, bunnies, the feeling of something exciting about to happen, soft blankets , warm tea, the eagle emoji?, Autumn.

Pile 2

Cards: Empress, queen of wands , tower, fool

Reading: some of you may have recently departed a relationship or may be planning to. Some of you could have been single for very single time but with this tower card I feel like this may not be for long and you will NOT have to wait. Love is coming rushing in quicker than water. I feel you guys are stepping into your empress energy. Some of you guys may have been cheated on in the past and this is causing some insecurities. Just know you are divine, let go of doubts because you are enough and with this Empress card I'm getting this confirmation. Whoever this person who is coming in they are like a hurricane. Your life will be significantly changed by them. Whatever energy you have is like honey people stick to you. I feel like some of y'all may even smell very nice.

Signs: 777, 666, red roses, star wars, spiderman, caterpillar, born to die by Lana del rey, wanting to learn a new language, chocolate covered fruit, sandwich with tomatoes in it, the moon.

Pile 3

Cards: the devil, temperance, strength and king of cups.

Reading: I'm getting an unsure energy that will eventually resolve in the right decision whatever you may decide. Whoever this person is they are OBSESSED and sexual chemistry is off the charts. It may even overwhelm you. This person is going to come in boldly and maybe with gifts? This person finds you so attractive and everything about you pulls them in. If you are unsure about your decision to ask the universe for a definite sign like a red balloon or something. King of cups energy is an emotional mature loyal man but with the devil and strength card I can see they have a bit of a wild side. If you haven't met this person yet I feel like you'll meet them while with friends, through friends, at a party? Definitely in a group setting. When you guys first meet you shine so brightly they're unable to take their eyes off you. I feel like you guys charm people through your eyes and smile. Many people feel at ease around you and you are a hard worker.

Signs: 333, 222, watches, sneezing, picnics, chocolate croissant, champagne, itchy fabrics, tripping down steps, brand new person by tame impala, guitar, cats, moss, doing some deep cleaning, spring, seeing the stars.

[reallyromealone]

Title: young and beautiful

Fandom: Shrek

Pairing: prince charming x male reader

Warnings: tall strong reader, size difference

Notes: April fools (if you saw this by accident no you didn't ❤️)

☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️🐟☁️

(Name) sighed as he slipped his drink, another ball he was forced to attend as his sister ran off with her husband and played house in a swamp, everyone in far far away that mattered was here including the fairy godmother and her son, woman and men alike fawning over him as (name) just wanted to go back into the palace and avoid this mess.

"Why don't you go talk to the prince?" Queen Lilian tried to urge her son, (name) had no interest in talking to that blond twink as he downed the rest of his drink "oh no, I'm out of wine" he said robotically as he went to the table of wine glasses and ignored the servers with champagne and wine, fully planning on slipping away from it all and go anywhere else, though luck wasn't even remotely on his side as Prince charming locked eyes with him and ignored his fans, (name) knew his game and knew he was going to try and slut his way into a crown.

He wasn't going to allow him to do that, he wasn't going to fawn over this man.

"My~ aren't you handsome" charming said with a low chuckle as he gently touched (name)s bicep but the crown prince had no interest as he stared at him blankly "best you got?" (Name) said as he took another glass, champagne this time and stared at the blond "I am not swayed to pretty words and touches" he said before walking away and charming looked furious at the fact his flirting failed laughably, (name) barely paying him mind.

"You don't get to walk away from me!" He huffed and followed the prince as (name) walked into the palace "can and I will, my palace I can do what I want" (name) said simply and charming glared "why aren't you interested in me?!"

(Name) halted and looked at him "I have seen you a million times, a pretty face who wants a pretty castle and pretty things but no interest in me and use me for my fortune, tell me charming... Would you love me when I'm old? When I'm no longer young and beautiful? Or would you only marry me for wealth?" He asked as he loomed over the bond prince, staring down at him coldly before leaning into his ear and whispering "I'm not going to be swayed by a twink with nice hair, I marry for love not so my partner can treat me like a cash cow"

Charming wasn't sure what to do, no one spoke to him like that and frankly... It was kind of hot.

"And he called be a blond twink!" He seethed to his mother who went over her budget reports "he's always been a prickly prince, sweety" the fairy god mother said lovingly to her son who grumbled as he wandered back to his bedroom and thought about the altercation once more, he was so demanding and serious with him! Calling him demeaning names and looking at him like a common whore.

He wanted more.

(Name) sighed as he worked on his coronation, his parents getting up in years and wanting to retire so he had to make sure it was perfect as it would reflect on him, he needed to have the best start to his rule after all.

"Sweety why don't you take a rest" Queen Lilian tried to urge her son but Howard huffed "leave him be, my love" (name) was always the serious one compared to his sister which said something, the two very different in their attitudes in life and (name) just wanted the kingdom to go in a better direction "will you be... Inviting your sister to the wedding"

"Her and the family are invited yes, it will take them till the coronation to get here" he never met his nieces or nephews but he was curious about them... He never saw an ogre baby.

He didn't see charming till three and a half weeks after the ball, a dinner party this time, the two set right beside each other as Charming looked at the strong king to be, wanting to provoke him to get another one of this reactions again but the other just sighed "why do you insist on my attention? Haven't I already told you?" He grumbled and charming just seemed giddy at the glare "come now, you can't possibly not like me~" he flirted and (name) just looked at him blankly before returning to his meal, the other guests giggling quietly at them, to the others it sounded like an old married couple bickering.

It wasn't until the end of the night when (name) had enough, and dragged charming to a forgotten hallway where the blond grinned but his breath was knocked out when (name) had him pinned to the wall, nose inches from his own "can you kindly fuck off? I know your angle and frankly I'm not impressed by your insistence! You are fully aware I have no intentions of being with someone who is only after the crown and yet you p e r s i s t" his voice cold and deep and he would have pulled away if it weren't for the raging erection that pressed against (name)s thigh "oh dear..." Charming and (name) both looked down and (name) sighed "were you being annoying and such for a reaction due to your degradation kink?" He asked bored and Charming sputtered out some things and looked flustered much to the normally serious kings to be amusement "oh please! Like I would do something like that! What do you take me for?! Some harlot?!"

Things connected for (name), he probably wanted him for the crown at first then realized he was into how blunt and such (name) was and subconsciously seeked out insults once he figured out he liked being put in his place.

It made sense, seeing as he needed attention constantly.

"I just don't understand how she could do something so /tacky/! It's completely disgusting to be wearing such clashing color combinations and think it's fashion!" Charming grumbled as he had his face mask on, doing his nails as (name) read the paper and listened to his husband bitch about what Snow white did, his crown on a pillow on the bedside as was charmings on his side "can you believe it!"

"I can hardly believe it, my dear" (name) mumbled as Charming huffed but knew (name) was listening, he was always listening to the blonds words even if you (name) it was absolute nonsense as he slept on the others broad shoulder and (name) flicked off the lamp that hung on the wall.

"Goodnight my love"

[ghouljams]

Nobody asked for it but I'm thinking about medieval Gaz. Power dynamics go brrrrr

You're a castle maid, and you have the unfortunate pleasure of being one of the Ling's advisors' favorite. Or, it would be unfortunate if it were anyone but Gaz. He's young and smart, and handsome. You know plenty of maids swoon over him when he comes for meetings with the King. Most importantly he isn't grabby, at least not in the way that advisors usually are. He's kind. You can see it in his eyes when he watches you.

You'd hardly have known you were his favorite if you went by the traditional means --the previously mentioned grabbing. No, you know you're his favorite because he talks to you. He stops you when you're rushing around with laundry to hear the latest gossip inside the castle, even requests you to his personal attendants when he stays in the castle. Once you found him sitting outside and he asked you to sit with him for a while. He's terribly smart, but you suspect he works himself too hard. There are too many expectations placed on his shoulders for him to ignore, though sometimes you wish he would.

He's your favorite too. Fortunately, when he does get grabby, you've snuck enough champagne not to mind.

You're working a ball, some neighboring princess come to pay her uncle a visit. She's rather pretty, a little sad in her eyes, but completely (and obviously) enamored with her knight. You're not sure why so many men hang around her, except that they must be blind to everything but her crown. The whole affair is garnish and a tad boring. You're not allowed to have any fun at it anyway, but out of spite you're willing to say you wouldn't have fun even if you were allowed.

An arm wraps around your waist, warm fingers splaying wide over your stomach as you're pulled back against someone's chest. You stiffen and try to repress the urge to punch whatever nobleman has decided you're an easy prize for the evening. When you turn to politely tell then to fuck off you're faced with Gaz's warm russet stare. Some of the fight drains out of you, you know Gaz well enough to know he's not the type to try and hurt you.

"Are you having fun, doll?" He hums, taking your hand as he sways both of you in time to the music.

"Hardly," you roll your eyes before you think better of it, something about him makes your comfortable, too comfortable, "Are you having fun?"

"Oh," he turns both of you away from the rest of the dancers, "so much fun, never had this much fun in my life." He's being sarcastic, you snort, and let him pull you where he wishes.

You end up with your back against the wall in a cozy little dimly lit nook. The sort of place lovers might find themselves. You know as surely as you know the sun will rise that you and Gaz are not lovers. The way he situates himself against you could've fooled you though. His arms box you in, his body blocking you from view, he's close enough you can't take a full breath without your chest meeting his. Yet there's space between you, a certain respectful distance. If he's done this before you can see why he wouldn't have gotten clocked for it.

"I need you to do something for me," he whispers in your ear. You shiver, his voice resonating through you even with the low tone. When he asks like that you really can't refuse.

"What can I do for you, sir?" You ask. He hums, pleased, and tips your head to nestle closer against your neck. You know he likes it when you use his title, strange considering both your positions. You'd think he hears "sir" or "my lord" from all the maids.

"The sleeping draught you make, I'd like another one tonight," he sighs, his lips grazing your neck. You tilt your head for him, and feel him smile against your skin.

"You didn't take it last time," you remind him quietly.

"No, but you did, and you were so cute," he drags his lips over your jaw, enticingly. You don't know if you like the way he says that, cute. As if you're some small animal he's hunting. His teeth tease your skin in a way that make you think maybe you've both snuck more champagne than you should have.

When he pulls back from teasing you he taps your chin with his fingers, tips your head back into place. "I don't think anyone will miss us if we slip away, do you?" He smiles. You don't think anyone will miss you, King Price's right hand however, might be missed.

Still, you can't help giggling as Gaz leads you away. He is your favorite after all.

[remuslovebot]

thinking about elsbeth hosting a fancy ball at saltburn and you and felix dance all night long to classical music and waltz.

drinking champagne and looking at all the decadent clothing everyone is wearing.

felix would waltz you aside and kiss you in the large velvet curtains separating the ballroom from the rest of the castle.

lmk if you want a full fic of this idea xx

[yveaart]

chaconne

jungwon x reader

genre : smut, dark themes (?)

synopsis : attending a ball as a prestigious lady, you had caught the eye of the prince who had left you in a trance by his dance.

warnings : mdni !!

how were you supposed to go to such balls in this era, incredibly unsafe. an era where people found about creatures lurking the earth drunk in their blood-lust daze, and what's worse was they held a physique of a human.

you grunted as your maids helped you get dressed in your gown, unfortunately you were going through your most hated part— wearing the corset.

"i have no care for such tiny waists when men get to fit their bodies in any sized suits" you fumed.

"milady, it's important for you to wear this, it will hold you and your gown up elegantly" your maid mary replied

"i may just not attend at all, i might be even exposed to those hideous creatures, what do you call them? oh, vampires" you left your snarky remark.

your maid refused to reply as to holding up your gown, it looked immaculate on you, you couldn't deny. your skin looking much paler contrasting to its color, blood red.

your hair was put in a beautiful bun with curls and gold designs on it. your neck holding a beautiful gold necklace that definitely costed a fortune, you were dressed completely and immaculately.

"i must go mary, as much as i do not desire it, take care" you waved your maid as someone assisted you into your carriage.

"i will milady, have fun" she grinned at your frowning face.

the ride to the palace was quite quick, it was a real wonder to you as to why it took quickly for your carriage to be met up with the entrance, where you perhaps early?

you got down holding your mask to your face and tying it behind your head, it had a tall black feather facing the skies, complementing your mask.

a masquerade ball. how exciting.

you mustered up your stance as you were pacing to the front of the big twin doors, the palace guards blew into the trumpets as they followed by opening the doors for you.

the ballroom was full, and they were staring at you.

everyone's eyes were on you, yet you paid no mind to it receding on the stairs as you held your skirts. the people continued on to dance, chaconne. you stepped through the sides of the ballroom, you stared at these people as they danced.

you felt eyes on you, but you don't know where to look. you reached out your hand to the server holding the tray of champagne, you sipped. now what were you supposed to do for the next hours.

someones cape covered your eyes, but just as quickly left your face revealing it's owner's face. the prince. your eyes met with his, it was intense and feline.

"how are you tonight lady park, was the champagne to your liking?" he smiled at you.

"it is quite well my prince" he took your glass as he took a sip.

"it is quite well milady, but perhaps much immaculate when it is from your lips" he smirked as the glass he held passed again to servant who was roaming around clearing dishes.

you were stunned by his boldness, you decided to keep quiet as you weren't sure how to handle such bold statements from the upper-highest class.

a new tune played along the background made the prince smile as he recognized the melodies.

"milady, would you like to join me in a dance?" his eyes staring into you, the mystique of the mask making you want to dive more into knowing him. he held out his hand as his outfit shifted, muscle seen in his sleeve, and his shoulder looking much wider.

the atmosphere outside castle was nothing but bathed by darkness, but inside this palace it was filled with gold filtered illumination, reflecting anything and everything in its reign.

your eyes traced back to the prince's eyes, it was inviting you leaving you dazed as you reached your hand unto his. your skin felt burning as it was against his.

it was like a spell leaving you falling in a endless hole but your feet was left tapping on the marble floor that was indifferently sequencing to the song.

"dance for me, baby" he whispered to your ear when his head leaned into yours. he leaned back and his eyes altered to crimson, you weren't leaving, why were you held back to stay.

"i-i feel like im burning, so hot" you whispered to him, the feeling leaving a distracted but dazed look on your face.

"we can go for fresh air, milady" he suggested as he pulled you after the twirl, leaving the music and the prancing people behind. you both discreetly had left into the airy halls of the palace, the air hitting your skin making you hum.

you reached the open garden, the both of you strolling through the blunt hardness of the ground and shortly trimmed grass, you were left admiring the flowers and pleasingly shaped shrubs, the maintenance was high and kept up with.

the presence of the prince loomed over your body, you felt the heat of his body. the next thing you knew is he held your hand making you face him.

"i wanna show you something, my dear" you did not where the sudden endearment came from, but you were instead intrigued by what he had to show you.

he was a prince, anything could be possible, the fascination of what it could be held you by your neck.

you entered once again the beautiful palace, traced back to the familiar halls but soon led to the elevated floors that were restricted to common people, you entered a double-door room, his majesty's study.

what could he possibly show you? a discovery? an object?

none of those actually.

he showed you photos of the both of you, letters made by him that were for you but never intended to leave these very walls.

"what is this?" you said with pure curiosity, how could it be, he had photos, we had photos.

"this is the very physical copy of my adoration for you, and i want you to keep it" he replied.

"you adore me?" your tone in total disbelief

"i very much do, in you i found love" he said as he clearly tried not to make it sound too cheesy, too unreal, like a lie.

"i found it surprising that you knew me for so long yet you treated me as if you're my servant, even with my title aside, even we are alone" he started

"you never failed to show me who you are, how you lived through your principles, a servant who does not lie and use such honorifics only to fake their praising"

"you lured me at first, with your sweet scent, your blood." your eyes snapped at his figure, could it be?

he chuckled expecting your reaction.

"i am indeed a vampire, and i vow to never have a taste of blood as long as i will ever exist, if i were to live with your love" he said with his voice hushed but stern, seductively luring you with his aura.

you stood up from your seat, placing down the photo-book, pacing towards the prince, the heel of your shoes were heard, thud by thud.

your eyes were already talking as though the conversation was paused, you stopped in front of him, staring at his face, his features highlighted by the moonlight, his eyes carrying the light color of crimson.

"bite me" you whispered, your breath brushing against his face.

he suddenly stepped closer to you, your arms willingly welcoming him, your hands behind his neck, your foreheads touching.

"god, you're so perfect" he panted in need of you.

you spent no time to waste as you presses your lips against his, your faces pushing feeling more needy but the passion was held between the two of you. where the gaps were lessened.

his hands held your face lightly, but his kiss heavy with adoration causing you to step back, your back hitting a double door, you were encased by it because of jungwon trapping you in such space.

your eyes opened seeing his forehead holding a knot, he was greedy for you, of you. his lips pressing onto yours licking and sucking into it, he swore to himself that it was better than blood itself.

you heard a click as jungwon opened the door to his quarters, quickly catching you on your back. he stared at you, he looked hypnotized by kiss as if you sent him under a spell.

your lips can't help but be retracted to the latter, your lips gliding across theirs, the feeling of pressing harder and harder made you moan.

"already? we haven't started yet milady" his voice deep fanning across your face

he laid you on the king-sized bed and took his blazer off, dropping it unto the ground. he continued to undress until he was left with his white polo and trousers.

you couldn't help but stare at his body, his neck exposed his shoulders wide, his physique moist with a layer of sweat.

he then laid on top of you with his elbows up-right to support his weight. you could see his built up form from this view, you held his chest, as you stared into him.

god knows how the person you were when you left the house would react to this, but it didn't matter anymore.

"do you really wanna do this? i could stop now... i don't think i will be able to when we start"

"don't you ever stop love" you shot him the look of neediness.

"i'll be yours, forever" his eyes turned crimson his lips latching upon your neck as his fangs graze upon your skin sheltering the pumping veins you had under it.

his fangs sucked into your skin as lightly as he tried, your blood pouring out to his lips, encased in his plump lips.

he moaned loudly as he pulled away his blood-stained lips stick to yours as he undressed you ripping your confusing corset. you gasped as your blood ran cold, the need for pleasure washing over you.

you sucked the blood that feel on your lips, moaning at the thought that he loved your blood.

he stood up his eyes daring you to do whatever you pleased, you sat upright removing his pants, fully opening his deep maroon dress shirt, the silk soothing your skin.

you made him sit down on the bed, he patiently waited for you, as he always did his whole life.

you stood under the moonlight swiftly brushing your skin on your shoulders making all of your clothing drop. your lover could only gasp at how immaculate you look, and how he was the only one who could ever see you like that.

your lust filled eyes fixated on him as you sat on his lap, your legs placed on either side of him. he sighed at the contact, your warmth— his home.

his feline gaze set upon you, his mouth smirking lightly. he may has been assertive but on his bed you ruled him.

you moved your hips, creating friction with his length

"baby, you're so hard" he could only blush at the comment.

your lips latching on his neck leaving wet kisses and love bites as he moaned relentlessly into your ears. his hands caressing your back.

"i'll want you endlessly" you hushed into his ear as you inserted his length in you, he moaned loudly, his voice pure and deep, you were unsure if it was what you said or what you did, but it has driven your ego.

you sinked fully into it as you started bouncing on top of him, he could only hold and stare at you grunting, admiring you, if there was anything within his eyes it was more than lust, exceeding adoration.

"i love- ugh you, my love. be my wife" he whispered under his loud sighs

you were the only company he could ever need in his endless lifetime.

he was washed with pleasure, his hands gripping the sheets, his dress shirt sliding down his broad arms. he could only burry his head within your breasts. your rhythm making him submit to you.

he swiftly grabbed your body switching his position on top of you.

he thrusted deeper and deeper within you, kissing him once again as his grunts were quieted by its union. you caressed his hair, occasionally pulling on it when you had felt his length hitting a spot inside you that makes you wither from pleasure. you were both painted with sweat and the sound of the union of skin echoed through the room.

his thrusts went harder and harder as you bite on his loose hanging collar trying to suppress your moans. he pulled his upper body away so he could see you under him, writhing in pleasure.

" 'm gonna fill you up so good my love, so you could only be mine"

his pace was going faster and faster as you both reached your orgasm, as you went back to your original position, on top of him.

" no jungwon. you're only mine" you caressed your lips on his neck licking and sucking, this mere action pleasuring him ridiculously, he was only ever sensitive and needy for you. his moans could only agree to your statement.

your lips inseparable for the night. but you wanted to show him another thing that was sweeter than your blood.

the excitement could only make your fangs grow out.