#i’m a prinx after all

[caregivingchrysalises]

as your darling butterfly prinx rest assured there will be no shortage of adventures in the air, you’d rather we fly than walk, no problem, you’re feeling overwhelmed and need to be off the ground for a while “up and away we go precious”, you just want uppies “as you wish little one”- these wings were made to take us wherever our hearts want to go, and they’ll fly farther than you could ever know just to see you smile ♡

pssst asks are open if you’d like to fly to them and send something you’re more than welcome to lovebug

[whimsyprinx]

I am also aware that for my crafts I tend to be overly ambitious but with the power of me and my two irls who are also planning to attend ren fair after I very suddenly announced that I think we should go I think I can at least put together a 6/10 outfit okay

[bone-honey]

This is me being like soooo biased but I saw fatso was added to the masterlist and was wondering what your nsfw hcs for him are😇

This dude is fucking s h a m e l e s s. We all saw how he snatched a whole ass married woman, like c’mon. He knows what he wants and he’ll make sure you know he wants it.

Don’t think it’s a ‘thank you’ or anything like that, he’s not gonna thank you for sex, that’d be crazy. But he definitely gets you cute little things he sees on invasions and gifts them to you after a really intense fucking. Fuck em like a whore, treat em like a prince/princess/prinx? kinda guy.

8”, 2.5” diameter

His literal FAVORITE thing to do is eat you out/suck you dry. He will actually beg you, hands and knees, I’m not kidding. You will be cornered and he will grovel to have you sit on his face.

May or may not partake in your blood while doing the deed 👀 it all depends on how you feel about that kinda thing… (but we all know why you’re here, lets be honest 😏)

[mythicaldemigoddess-of-deltarune]

Deltarune: Two Ralsei Princes & Prinx Archa (2022)

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Credit for Deltarune & Undertale goes to Toby Fox

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like it shows in this drawing, I do plan to post this over at Deviantart.

so the drawing will be both here and over there.

Archa is the sibling of Prince Ralsei (the version from Chapter 1.)

they are very protective of Ralsei, who they affectionately call “Rally”

kind of like how Asriel is called “Azzy”, so many of you might of guessed

that Archa’s name is a anagram of Chara.

they keep themself hidden the whole time when Ralsei meets Kris & Susie at Castle Town, but follows them (at first just Kris and Ralsei) outside to the Other Dark World/Card Kingdom, to keep a eye on them and step in if needed.

Archa wears the same outfit as their brother, only they have a spade instead of a heart on their cloak, the color of their cloak and hat is Aqua and so are their Glasses. their scarf is dark purple.

their eyes are light blue, their skin is dark blue, their rosy cheeks are blue.

and their hair color is a light aqua.

if the Ralsei that appears in Chapter 2 when Susie and Kris go back to the Dark World, isn’t the same one that we first meet in Castle Town in Chapter 1.

then I think Archa (who is still a OC of a Fanon Timeline/AU...)

would see the differences between that one and their brother,

for one they have known each other since they had adopted each other as siblings, and Archa knows that THEIR brother is the same height as both them and Kris, and their horns are smaller, while The Other Ralsei seems to be a few inches taller than Kris and has slightly longer horns.

another thing that Archa would notice, is that their brother’s feet are smaller than the Other Ralsei’s feet.

Archa might be a little like Chara, but with Other Darkners...

the only Darkner they see as a precious twilight of innocence that has to be protected at all cost, would be their adoptive brother Ralsei.

well both him, and Prince Lancer, who they start to secretly start to find to be another precious twilight of innocence that needs to be protected.

 over time, Archa would slowly not be so Misanthrope with Other Darkners.

but they will fight any Lightner or Darkner who might try to harm their brother.

I’m not sure if Ralsei has any Parents and if he doesn’t, this would mean only one thing.....he might be a Orphan and the same can be said for Archa.

if they met by maybe the Delta Rune Door, Archa could of used to live on the other side or had lived at another Dark World that is Unknown....

maybe a Doll Kingdom, I don’t know....maybe that could work...?

I just wanted to draw a sibling for Ralsei who is also a type of Darkner Counterpart of Chara from Undertale.

even if Kris is a counterpart of both Chara & Frisk...

Archa can be a type of counterpart as well, and they live in the Dark World with their adoptive brother.

Archa’s Royal Title being “Prinx” makes sense because of obvious reasons.

and well if they are a Nonbinary Girl, then they could go by both Prinx & Princess, as well as They/Them & She/Her.

and maybe go by Enby & Girl....I mean some versions of them would.

Archa might know that when Kris falls asleep, the Hollow-Soul in their body takes over and rips out their Red Soul out.

I think a Hollow-Soul doing that at the end of both Chapter 1 and 2 so far,

makes sense....a Hollow-Soul is like a Soulless Heart type thing, but it has no filling in the middle and it’s like a heart shaped hole in the middle.

also even though I will be posting this same drawing on the other place I post art (and I know I still have to do the same with a few others...)

but I don’t want this to be reblog on here without my okay with it...

that is why the tag “do not reblog without permission” is on this.

anyway hope some of you like the idea about Ralsei having a sibling named Archa, who is kind of named after Chara.

and if Ralsei is the same age as Kris and Susie, then it would make sense for Archa to be the same age as those three as well.

Archa could use different types of weapons to fight, when Mercy isn’t a option right away.

like they could use either a fencing sword, boxing gloves or a Hammer.

like a type of Hammer like Amy Rose or The Mario Bros use.

the Hammer could be their favorite thing to use out of the other two.

maybe I will draw Archa again sometime, even if they might not become very famous, I’m fine with that.

they are a OC and I will still like them even if they don’t become famous or end up being drawn by others, even if some might want to draw them, I be fine with it so long as I am given Credit.

anyway I’m going to check out some art on here before I post up FNAF theory.

and when I am able to, I will draw Prinx Archa The Sibling Of Ralsei again.

this is my first drawing of Archa, so I will do a second drawing of them.                    

[writtingrose]

30 Days of Kinks; Day 9

Day SUMMARY;  Exhibition with Finn

WARNINGS; sexual content

REQUESTED BY; @sophiewolfheart-blog

BETA’D/ CO WRITTEN BY; @takeemtoclaymorecountry

WORD COUNT; 1,065

Y/N kept her eyes on his as she rolled her body against Mandys. They’d been playing their little game for weeks. A touch here, a glance there, never going further than some heated words. You could cut the tension between them with a knife, but neither had yet to make a move. Y/N dipped her eyes lower as she ground into Mandy the slightest bit. She liked this game. She could see in Finn’s eyes, how close he was to breaking. She fucking loved it. 

Finn gripped his beer glass tighter as he watched her, a fire starting in his eyes. She was toying with him and that’s not something he tolerated. She’d learn though. Yet, he wanted to enjoy this a little longer. 

She watched his eyes flare after her little move. She decided to see just how much it took to break him. Right fuckin there. She bit her lip and leaned her head back into Mandy’s shoulder as  Mandy wrapped her arms around Y/N middle. Y/N guided Mandy’s hands just a little further up her body before rapidly steering them to face away from Finn. 

Finn slammed his beer glass down on the table as he got up. It was time for him to teach that little minx just who she was messing with. He made his way over to her and wrapped his arms around her middle, Mandy getting the hint to leave, as he pressed his erection into her ass.

“Don’t start something you can’t finish, sweetheart.” He chuckled darkly and nipped her earlobe as his hands cupped her breasts. “I’m not above taking you right here,”

“Like you fucking would, Balor” She smirked, grinding back into his hard on. 

He chuckled as his hands slid down the soft material of her dress. 

“You’re already wearing something so short, princess, and I can practically smell your arousal.”

Y/N blushed and bucked her hips back. She cursed herself for showing weakness. She quickly reached her hands back into his hair and tugged hard. 

“You don’t scare me, B-Balor” She stuttered and bit her lip. She was weak with arousal and had to squeeze her thighs to keep her knees from buckling. 

Finn smirks as he kisses her shoulder and groans. 

“Oh, no? So I wouldn’t feel your panties soaking wet if I just,” He slid his hand under the seam of her dress. “Touched a little higher? And I didn’t just feel your legs quiver?”

He rolls his hips against her harder as his hand cups her pussy.

“Face it, you want me to fuck you right here. Just pull those pretty little panties to the side and give you the rough fuck you know you crave.:

Y/N but her lip as Finn touched her. Not daring to let her moans be heard, more from Finn than the club crowd. 

“You know we can’t in this crowd, Finn. No matter how much I want it” She had given up trying to be tough, She didn’t think he’d actually do it, but if he dared, she would take it. He made her weak, but the reward of being a brat was almost worth keeping the act up. Almost. 

Without thinking she spread her legs to Finn’s touch and quickly squeezed them around his hand. 

Finn smirked against her skin as his thumb slowly rolled over her clit.

“You’ll have to be quiet, princess,  but the prinxe is going to give you what we both know you need.”

She bit her lip and whimpered at his fingers motions. She nodded frantically and spread her legs again. Hopelessly giving into her need. 

.

Finn’s eyes surveyed the crowd around them as his free hand moved to the fly of his trousers, unzipping them. He’ never done this before but the mere excitement of it was enough to make him harder than he’ ever been.

Once his cock was free he gave it a few strokes and moaned against her skin.

“You’ve got me rock solid, princess. Now lift the back of your dress for me.”

Y/N wiggled her dress up slowly. She placed her hands on his hips to steady herself. 

“Please Prinxe,” she whimpered. “Need your cock” She was begging for him. 

“You’ll get it little one.” 

Finn places his hand on her back and bends her forward ever so slightly before sliding his cock into her slick pussy. He groans gently a his hands move back up to cup her breasts, hips rocking against hers.

“You feel that?” He growls out against her ear. “You were made to take my cock Y/N.”

She gasped as he filled her perfectly. Her walls squeezed around his fat cock. She rocked back into his cock, squeezing his hips to keep from buckling in pleasure. 

He licked his lips as he angled his hips and thrust faster. His hand came to cover her mouth, keeping her quiet.

“God, you're soaked, princess. I bet you have been since we got here haven’t you? Tell me, were you out here thinking about this? I bet the idea of someone seeing turns you on doesn’t it? One little touch of your clit and I bet I can have you gushing.”

She moaned under his hand. She nodded frantically and bucked her hips. She moved Finn’s hand to her throat, a silent plea to make her cum. 

Finn’s cock jerked inside her as he squeezed her throat just enough for the pressure to be there. 

“Cum for me, Y/N. Cum like the good little slut I know you are then drop to your knees for me.”

She gave in to her orgasm and her climax weakened her knees. She dropped to her knees in front of Finn, not caring who saw. She hoped they did. 

He wasted  no time as he slid into her mouth, hand knotting in her hair as he gave a few sloppy thrusts. He bit into his lip as rope after rope of cum exploded from his cock and down her throat, panting as she swallowed every last drop. 

He helped her to her feet after and smiled as his thumb ran across the side of her mouth. 

“Let’s go princess. We aren’t done yet.”

Grabbing her hand he led her from the club, already planning ways to please them both when they made it to the hotel.

Day 9 is a scorcher for sure. *Insert evil laugh here.* I hope you all enjoy!

Much love, Rose xx

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[icequeenoriginal]

Dante felling lady about the time as a kid he broke into the tiger enclosure to pet it.

Author’s Note: Thanks for the prompt!

Warning: drinking mentioned, beer mentioned, breaking and entering, arrest mentioned

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Night after they met, Dante and Lady shared a beer as it was the only thing Dante had in his fridge at that time. They were both too tired and mentally exhausted to want to get anything else. So they drank in silence for a bit before having a long heart-to-heart talk. 

It was the sweetest thing anyone has done for either of them. 

It became their thing. Each week, they would spend one night just talking. Usually, they would talk about what had happened the past week, whether it about the recent job one went or the jerk in line at the grocery store. Rarely, they would let the other in on their past, though they would blame the alcohol after. 

~

Dante walks into the shop to see that Lady is already setting up for vent night, as Dante labeled it. He watches as she puts the beers and chips onto the coffee table. He smiles and sits on the couch.

Lady joins him and says, “You will not believe what I saw today.”

“A bold statement, considering most of the things I have seen in my life.”

Lady laughs but didn’t disagree. On one mission, she fought a fish demon with legs and it was weird. She doesn’t like to talk about it.

“So what did you see, Lady?” Dante asks as he grabs a beer and opens it.

“So you know the zoo in the next town over?” Dante nods. “Well, I was walking through it after my last job, just to have a nice break and I saw a guy getting arrest. Nothing too strange until I found out why he was arrested. Get this? Apparently, he jumped into the area where the penguins where. He yelled that he was king of the penguins, and all the penguins of the world would follow him as he takes over the world. Well, the penguins in the exhibit started pecking at him until the police arrive.”Dante laughs, almost dropping his beer in the process. “Seriously? His own people betrayed him?”

Lady giggles and picks up some chips, “Yup, and he was sobbing like a baby when they dragged him away because he was ‘so heartbroken about it.” 

Dante shakes his head, “Crying over penguins. That’s not even the most dangerous exhibit to break into.”

Lady eats some chips before asking, “Oh? And what exhibit would that be?”

“Easy, tiger. It’s also so much more exciting.”

Lady raises an eyebrow, “Do you have any experience with this?”

“Well…”

Lady gaped at him, “No way, you didn’t.” Dante just smirks at her. “You broke into a tiger exhibit?!”

“Technically, it’s called a tiger enclosure.”“What? How? Why?” Lady asks, clearly fascinated.

Dante smirk softens into a genuine smile, “Now that is a fun story. I was about 14 years old.”

~Dante was a very adventurous teenager. With no parents and no school to control him, he could do whatever he wanted. Within reason, of course, so that orphanage he was staying out wouldn’t kick him out. 

That didn’t mean he wouldn’t push the limit whenever possible. 

One day, the orphanage brought everyone to the zoo as a mandatory outdoor activity. He had a pretty okay time. It was nice to see all the animals and just have something to do that day. 

After lunch, the group went to watch the tiger show. Dante was fascinated by the trick the tiger did, jumping, climbing, and even swimming. The humans involved were okay, but they did block his view a few times. 

Near the end of the show, the tiger makes its way over to Dante. It stares at him with a look of curiosity, and Dante does the same. He reaches for it, but the glass separating them prevents him from petting the tiger. Dante sees that there is a small amount of space between the glass and tries to stick his finger through, but it is too small even for his thin fingers.

Dante frowns, this would not do. That tiger needs to be pet.

As the rest of the orphanage spends the bus ride talking about their experience to one another, Dante starts plotting his plan. 

~Once he gets back to his room in the orphanage, he packs his bag. He knows that this will probably get him kicked out if he got caught. Dante didn’t care, he was getting bored of this town anyway.

“Where are you headed, Tony?” his roommate asks.

“Somewhere, tell the lady at the desk that my bed is free,” Dante replies. He grabs his dad’s sword and runs out of the orphanage. 

He heads out, trying not to be seen by any police officer. He is lucky to have the cover of the night protecting him. 

As soon as he gets to the zoo, he ties his bag to his sword. He throws the sword over the gate and climbs over, his demon agility coming in quick handy. 

He lands near his bag and smiles at the scene. The sight of animals sleeping in the dim moonlight was fascinated. 

He makes his way over to the tiger enclosure and sees that the tigers are asleep. He slashes the lock with Rebellion. Dante pauses to take a moment to appreciate how nicely he cut the lock. 

The tigers wake up as he opens the door but this doesn’t stop Dante from going in. The tigers watch him as he stands in the middle of the cage with a huge grin on his face. The tiger from the show makes its way over. It stands in front of him, continuing to stare at it.

Dante reaches out and the tiger growls at him. Dante doesn’t flinch though and puts his hand on the tiger. He pets it gently and the tiger stops growling. After a few minutes, it begins to let out a purr. The other tigers notice this and move closer to Dante. They circle him but do not do anything else. 

Dante pets as many as he can, this is the best moment of his life.

“HEY! GET OUT OF THERE!”

The moment’s over.

Dante turns to see a security guard pointing a flashlight at him. One of the tigers growls and tackles the security guard to the ground and the guy screams. Dante uses this as a chance to escape but stops to wave goodbye to the tigers. He runs and barely makes it passed two security guards who come after him. He jumps over the fence and heads for the train station. He laughs when he looks over his shoulder and sees the guard struggling to unlock the gate.

Dante doesn’t stop running until he gets to the train station. He jumps the turnstile, timing it perfectly so when he lands he rolls onto the train just as the doors are closing. 

He flops into a seat in the empty late-night subway car and laughs some more. he gets comfortable and waits for the train to take him to the next city. 

~

“And that’s the whole story,” Dante says as he puts his now empty beer bottle on the table.  

“Wow, I have to say, I am impressed,” Lady adds before standing up and stretching, “I’m going to head to bed, I have an early job tomorrow. Goodnight, Tiger Boy.”Dante smiles as he watches her go; a small blush appears on his face. 

Maybe he should take Lady to the zoo someday.  

~

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[weaselinaburrow]

Say My Name

CW: Bullying, Kid on kid violence

Most of the time, he is meant to be the Prinx's companion. To play with, study with, entertain - and, of course, to be near often enough that he's readily available should they misbehave. On occasion, however, the Prinx has royal lessons that Keet is not allowed to be privy to. They usually take up most of the day, and it isn't unusual for Keet not to see them at all.

Of course, regardless of his usual duties, Keet is a servant. And as such, on days like those, he is set to work on other chores. Simple things, usually - helping to clean the Prinx's quarters, or set to help with running food from the kitchen, or on some occasions even helping in the barn. The adults don't send him there much, as the Heir's special playmate he has a certain cleanliness expected of him - but Keet likes that one the most. Likes getting dirty, likes the animals, and most of all likes how there isn't someone barking orders at him, there.

The days spent away from the Prinx get a little more difficult each time, though, because Keet realizes something that starts to bother him more and more. Prinx Fable is the only one who calls him by his name with any regularity. Black does, sometimes, and they at least seem to lean towards not addressing him directly at all otherwise. The noble children who often spend time with the Prinx do the same, but if they must addesss him, they call him by name when Prinx Fable is around.

When they aren't, though? Even the other children take a leaf from the adults' book. And to every single adult in Keet's life, he is just 'Boy.'

Almost always used in command - take this, do this, go away - and he doesn't miss the sharp and distasteful way most say it, either. For awhile, he doesn't care - it's not as if he has any love lost for them either, and he doesn't know most of their names in turn. Eventually, though, he starts to notice it more and more - and their refusal to address him by name gnaws under his skin.

It feels especially rampant, today - he has been used primarily as a messenger boy, and the long treks back and forth across the castle grounds in combination with harshly barked orders and that dreaded title have left him feeling agitated and angry. He bites his lip around the adults, of course, because they will not take his defiance well - but by the end of the afternoon, his lip is bleeding and sore, and there is no outlet for his frustration.

At least, not until one of the noble children trips him as he jogs past a small group. Caught off guard, he spills to the ground hard enough to scrape his face and arms, and it's with a groan that he pushes himself up onto his hands and glares over his shoulder at the culprit.

There is a heavy smirk on their face as they look down towards their shoe and over to him. In the face of Keet's anger, the smirk only deepens.

"Now look what you've done, boy," the taunt, and they lift their foot and wiggle it slightly in place. "You've scuffed my good shoes. Why don't you come kiss them better?"

"Leave me alone," Keet says, and the words come out a low, warning grumble. He climbs to his feet with a slight wince, but as he leans down to pick up the envelope he'd been carrying, hands shove him hard in the back and send him sprawling once more to the ground.

"Didn't you hear what I said?" The noble child asks, closer now, "come here and kiss my shoe, boy!"

The anger all at once breaks some kind of dam Keet didn't even know existed, and with a surge of fury he launches himself off the ground and straight at his assailant. With a cry, he takes the other child to the ground, and manages a few clean strikes to their face before they finally get enough of their wits about them to fight back.

They're bigger than him, but he is far angrier, and the result is a violent tussel that has them rolling along the ground and exchanging hits and slaps and scratches. When one particularly painful hit smacks Keet right beside his eye, his vision dulls to red and without thinking he lunges down and bites as deep as he can into the other child's shoulder.

They screech in pain, and thrash and hit at him to try and dislodge him, but Keet only bites harder, his heartbeat pulsing violently behind his eyes.

"Keet! Keet, let him go!" A voice calls out in alarm, and suddenly, hands are wrapping around him. Not just any hands, but claws - and they dig none-too-gently into Keet's chest and abdomen as Black tries to pull him off of the other child. Keet fights against them, but they are stronger, and he has no choice but to let go as Black hauls him back. He thrashes still, pushes at their hands and claws as his gaze stays pinned on the noble - who climbs quickly to their feet, one hand going to the weeping bite wound Keet has left in their shoulder.

"That's enough, calm down!" Black snaps, the clack of their beak loud enough in Keet's ear to make him jolt. All at once, he stops struggling against them, but he continues to pant and glare ahead as he grabs on to Black's arms.

"Freak!" The noble child spits, "you oughta be put down, you lunatic!"

"Don't you speak to him like that!" and it's only then that Keet realizes that Prinx Fable is there - that they had been the one to call his name. Keet finally tears his eyes away from his tormentor, and looks over at the Heir instead. To his surprise, they aren't looking at him - instead, they are glaring at the other child, their arms crossed and shoulders pulled back into a show of authority.

"Prinx Fable, he bit me! He attacked me! I was just trying to help him after he tripped, but he -"

"Liar!" Keet shouts, and he's surprised to hear the word echoed more calmly twice over - not only from Prinx Fable, but from Black as well.

"Your Highness -"

"Keet wouldn't do that," Prinx Fable says, cutting them off, "you were being mean to him again, I know it. You deserved it!"

"I - I -" The other child stammers, and they look between the trio before all at once pulling themselves up, shoulders going back as they glare. "You wait until I tell my father about this. He'll make sure that boy is locked away -"

"I'll tell them the truth," Prinx Fable once more interrupts, and the withering look they give the other child makes even Keet draw back. "Who do you think they'll believe?"

"They'll back me up -" The other child says, gesturing back at the group of children they'd been with.

"Who do you think they'll believe?" Prinx Fable asks again, their tone cold, steady, pointed. It makes the other child pause, stutter, and eventually with a soft growl and a stomp of their foot, they turn and leave. The other children linger for a few seconds longer, eyes darting between the trio - and then they turn and hurry after.

Keet watches them go, keeps watching even as he hears Prinx Fable step towards him and Black. As the adrenaline of the moment seeps away, shame settles in its place, and he can't make himself meet their eyes.

They take the choice away from him as they put their hands on either side of his face, and turn his gaze towards them. Even still, he only looks at them for a brief second before his eyes dart away again.

"Sorry," He mutters, but all they do in response is press their lips to his forehead for a few long seconds.

"C'mon, let's go get you cleaned up," they say, and Keet doesn't bother to argue.

-

When Prinx Fable comes to him with a wet cloth, Keet tries to insist that he can take care of it. It isn't proper for the Heir to be doing such work, after all, and no doubt anyone would have questions if they find them like this. Prinx Fable insists, though, and Keet can't put up too much argument as they start to gently pat at the scrapes on his face.

"What happened?" They ask a little while later, while they have his hand in theirs and are carefully tending to the cuts there. Keet opens his mouth to recount the situation, to tell them how the fight started, but instead what comes out is -

"They won't use my name."

Prinx Fable's movements slow, but they don't stop as they give a soft hum.

"Everyone, all of them - it's always 'boy,'" Keet continues, the words flowing out of his control, "that's all they see me as. They don't even try. Boy this, boy that, boy, boy, boy. I have a name!" He takes a hard breath, and tries his best to push back the tears in his eyes. "I have a name. Why won't they use it?"

Carefully, Prinx Fable sets his hand down on his lap, and then sets their washcloth aside as well. Keet takes another shuddering breath when he feels them lay their hand on top of his head.

"Keet," they say, and they stroke their hand gently down along his hair. "It doesn't matter what they think of you, Keet. They don't know what they're missing out on." They repeat the motion, over and over, and Keet looks down at his hands.

"I know who you are," Prinx Fable continues, "you're Keet, and you're my best friend. And someday, everyone will know how important you are. I'll make sure of it. I promise, Keet. Everyone will know your name - and everyone will use it."

"What if they won't?" Keet asks, and he finally glances towards them.

"Then I'll make it a law, and they'll have to," they answer. The self-assured way they say it, and the way they push their chest out a little, goes a long way to making Keet finally relax. After a heartbeat, he even manages to smile slightly at them.

"I don't think you're supposed to use your powers for that," He says, and the smile Prinx Fable gives him in return sparkles into their eyes.

"When I'm ruler, I can do whatever I want," they tell him. They continue to speak as they pick up the washcloth and return their attention to his cuts. "I have lots of laws I want to make. At least one holiday every week, for everyone. And I want to make it so -"

They continue on, and Keet listens to the list of laws that get a little more ridiculous as they go. As they speak, his tension bleeds away entirely, and eventually he finds himself drawn fully into the conversation. He agrees, or argues, or teases in all of the right moments - and by the time they part for the evening, Keet feels much lighter than he has in a long while.

[sheblah]

Since we're discussing the princess DT theory, what's the preferred gender-neutral term that's equivalent to prince/princess? I'm looking on Nonbinary.wiki and they have a few options listed there.

Princette - or maybe princet?

Princexx/princex/prinx

Prime??? Derived from Latin apparently

Or do we just stick with princess? Maybe in Etheria it's not a gendered term. We haven't heard of any princes, after all.

Would love to hear insight from nb fans!

[caregivingchrysalises]

hi! I'm having some terrible sleeping, it's hard to fall asleep and when i do, i usually wake up after an hour or two so it's hard to get any rest. I was wondering if i could ask for some reassurance about it? it would help a lot to hear that it's going to be ok, specially when I'm tiny and your posts help me feel little. you don't have to rush or anything to reply so don't worry about it. thanks for the cool posts, they are very comforting ^^

hi baby, awe my little star it’s alright, shh shh it’s alright to be small lovebug of course it is. you’re so precious honey, i’ve got you. buba’s got you love, you’re safe here. buba promises i’ll do everything i can to help us fly smoothly into dreamland sweetheart. you’re doing such a good job precious, it’s all going to be alright i promise… here can i have your pinky baby, there we go, a royal pinky promise… now it’s official! the chrysalis and i will always take care of you and keep you safe sweet thing, everything is going to be alright my little star, you have your prinx’s word.

oh honey, hey it’s okay, we’re okay darling i’m here. buba’s right here… shh shh i know baby, i know, it was a dream dewdrop, i’m with you, i’ll always be with you honey. you’re so brave sweetheart, there’s no need to worry precious, i’ve got you~ do you think you can go back to sleep for me angel? i know it’s hard, but we’re going to get through this together sprout don’t you worry… if you’d like i can make you a bottle the way you like it? or sing you those songs you love… there’s plenty of stories laying about if you’d like me to go fetch one? of course we can stay here little one, there’s no need to make any decisions baby, i’d be more than happy to hold you as we fall back asleep, of course love, anything for you sweetheart

if you’d like a little mini blurb, consider laying on my chest as my wings cradle us, keeping us both safe from harm ʚ♡ɞ

thank you so much for the ask love bug, you deserve your rest and i’m so very proud of you~ i’m grateful i get to greet another day with you!

[malethirsty]

The Master & The Prinxe - Seth Rollins & Finn Balor

Summary: Seth Rollins has been the lightning rod of anger from the WWE Universe and it’s starting to affect him. After Kevin Owens insults him by bringing up The Shield, Seth is at his breaking point. However the arrival of a friend from another brand throws everything up in the air.

Warnings: M/M smut (21+), Violence

Authors Note: This was a fic I had posted on my personal account @thesimonkshow​, reposted here because this is where my M/M fics go. 

Seth Rollins was in a bad mood. He had just confronted Kevin Owens about his defection to NXT at War Games & he retaliated by bringing up Seth betraying The Shield, which had happened once, incomparable to the opposing RAW team members consistent level of betrayal, which seemed to happen every other day.

He didn’t notice the pacing of feet as someone sat down besides him “Well hey there Seth. Someone got you hot and bothered?” Seth turned to see Finn Bálor, his friend & also a member of the NXT team this evening. “And why would I tell you?, you’d only use it to further your team.” “Now why would I do something like that? I may be on their team, but you & I run deeper than this match.” Finn responded. Seth sighed, it seemed he would be safe. “Fucking Kevin Owens, I brought up War Games, cause I was worried about our team that I have pit my grieviances aside for, and that bitch brings up me betraying The Shield, when he’s on Betrayal number who fucking knows?” Finn chuckled “That little cunt wouldn’t know loyalty even if it decked him in the face.” Seth let out a gutteral laugh, somehow things felt better when he was with Finn. They had grown close when they first feuded, the connection deepening when they would face The Miz for the Intercontinental Championship, Seth even considered making him a Shield member, maybe something even more, but anytime he thought about it, his mind returned to Dean & he pushed the thought away.

“It seems like your putting your reputation on the line for people who couldn’t give a shit about you. They just throw you away like you’re nothing. I remember when I faced The Fiend, everyone wanted me to lose, I was so alone, so unhappy. And when I lost I heard the audience cheer & I felt so full of rage, like darkness just filled me. I waited for my moment to strike, and when it came, I ripped Johnny Gargano from limb to limb, I became The Prinxe.” Seth listened to Finn entranced by the Irishman’s words, he felt the same way, he’d tried to stand for the lockerroom, for Vince, for WWE, but found himself hated and despised. Legends had tried to stand up for Seth like Bret Hart, but their appreciation did the exact opposite of what was intended. Hell In A Cell was both a release of that tension but also rock bottom, the hatred became like acid, attacks on him became more frequent. After emerging from that damn hole after being attacked by The Fiend at the draft, he had felt humiliated, but that quickly turned to rage, he had felt that same anger Finn felt.

“Yeah, I know what you mean, after everything that has happened, when I beat Bray up & set fire to his house, I felt so good, like at WrestleMania where I won the Universal Championship. I felt like Seth Rollins again.” “When Hunter pulled me from the roster & got me back to his brand NXT, I felt like I had just won the Intercontinental title again. So on top of the world, even though I should have known I was all along, I just needed that push.” Seth paid attention to every word Finn said, it felt as if his friend knew his struggle & was giving his hand to help, the only person he cared about was giving him a way out. “Listen, I have to get back to my team, but I heard you weren’t gonna be wearing your RAW shirt, so if you choose, I got you something more your style. See you out there.” He pushed a package into Seth’s hand, grinned and set off. Seth opened the package, making sure no one was looking & grinned, he knew what he had to do.

The match was fury and fire as expected, Drew scored a big opening by knocking Dominik Dijakovic out in a few moments and to Seth’s delight, Kevin was quickly chucked by Tomasso Ciampa. After a lengthy match, he, Roman & Finn were the only surviviors. He knew Roman would form an alliance with him & sure enough “We take Finn, then you & me” he heard Roman whisper in his ear “Always man” Seth said back, Roman advanced forwards. Seth knew, now was the time.

He raced up behind Roman, low blowing him, putting Roman into a Pedigree & let Finn take him out. The crowd, already hostile enough on it’s own right, began booing at an alarming rate. Seth caught Finn’s eye & Finn knew what Seth wanted to do, he slipped out of the ring, marched to the announcer & tore the mic out of their hands. Returning to the ring he passed Seth the mic, the crowds now preceding to chant ‘CM Punk’ as loud as they possibly could. “SHUT UP!” Seth screamed with so much malice and venom exuding from his booming voice, that everyone actually listened and fell silent, even the commentary team. “For years I have been the one paving the way for WWE, creating The Shield, becoming the beacon for all of the heels when I joined The Authority, setting a precedent for Money In The Bank when I cashed in the Main Event of WrestleMania, a precedent yet to be topped! I became a Grand Slam Champion & even came to your aid when Brock Lesnar had this division by it’s balls and wouldn’t let go, TWICE!” Seth sucked in an angry breath & continued “And how did you repay me? You went beyond the booing expected by the WWE Universe. You spat on my reputation, you cursed my name when I disagreed with AEW, when I tried to stand up for everyone in the back, you hoped for The Fiend’s success, though he’ll soon run through the entire division, treat us like he was treated by Vince, until the entire division is buried. You wished for my death just for your own pettiness to be sated. You ran from me, just like your precious Roman Reigns ran.” He kicked Roman’s unconscious body emphasising his point. “He ran, all the way to SmackDown & besides our match at the Draft never once bothered to check up on me. Use me to achieve his selfishness of wanted his ‘Band of Brothers’ back together, and what did he do? Threw me away like I was disposable. Dean left because Vince used him, got the crowd to hate him through his turn that night, through those orders of saying he wanted Roman dead. Dean saw through it, much earlier than this time last year, he was right to leave.”

Seth looked at Finn, every word he said about the universe turning on him, he meant, not just for himself but for Finn as well “There was one man who truly cared, and that” he gestured over to Finn, watching on with his trademark smile, not filled with love, but with pure evilness, joyful at how Seth was brutalising everyone “was Finn Bálor. He was the only one who knew exactly what I was going through, cause he was there in my spot just months ago. He even knew I wasn’t myself, so he got me something that showed he knew me, what I’m all about, what I should have been about from Day One.” Seth ripped off his Red Chicago cover & the entire arena gasped. Below it, Seth wore Finn’s package, a half shirt, one side with Seth Freakin’ Rollins, another a side decorated in gold and black, the NXT logo emblazoned on the front.

“The Prinxe saw me when I was feeling the strain & gave me a way out. So Monday’s will no longer be Monday Night Rollins, cause I am no longer here to please you or anyone else. I’m in it for myself like Finn, doing things because I want to. I’m The Master of NXT, and if anyone gets in my way I will BURN. THEM. DOWN.” Seth let out his familar heel cackle & threw the mic away, hitting Corey Graves in the face with it. As the crowds boos sounded, he no longer cared, he was liberated, himself again. He grabbed Finn’s hand, the two survivors, the two that would always survive & strode to the back of the arena, they turned & in unison, raised Finn’s trademark guns, and shot right at the centre, where Roman still laid broken.

NXT would go on to win the evening, and a party at the bar was where everyone went, even the Undisputed Era, still sore but exctatic that their brand won the night. Triple H was the only one whom noticed Seth & Finn were not there, he rang them both, letting them know where their victory party was. Unbeknownst to Triple H, Seth & Finn were partaking in their own victory party. In Finn’s apartment, the two had thrown off each others clothes, both men on the bed, Seth’s head thrown back in ecstasy as Finn’s mouth worked his cock. “Fuck Finn, I’ve wanted you for such a long time.” Seth moaned, Finn proceeded to suck Seth’s balls, Seth letting out a sharp groan “Fuck, I should have told you earlier, I put it to the side, scared of hurting Dean, no more, I do what I want from now on.” Finn moved up to Seth’s face, kissing him. “And what does The Master want?” He asked, flirtingly, Seth gripping onto Finn’s back, nails digging in “You, Finn Bálor.” He threw Finn onto the bed, sinking into his tight ass. Both men moaned as Seth began to fuck his Prinxe “Fuck, you feel so good around me Bálor. So good for your master.” Finn gave Seth a seering kiss “We work with each other, now and forever, the NXT division will tremble before both of us, together on our rightful thrones, the way we knew it was from day one, the way it should have been.” Motivated by Finn’s powerful words, the two began to thrust faster and faster, the clock on the wall, the pouring of the rain, the buzzing of their phones, all lost to their pleasure. “Seth, Master, I’m about to cum.” Finn moaned out loud as Seth grabbed his dick and began to jerk it, desperate to get Finn off, to get his Prinxe to orgasm. “Seth yes, keep going. SETH FUCK!” Finn screamed at the top of his lungs as he came, landing atop of Seth’s chest. He leant down and licked it off, causing Finn to moan. “God Finn, your ass is so tight, I’m going to cum!” Seth made to pull out but Finn shook his head, he wanted Seth’s load. Seth moved his hand onto Finn’s torso, gracing every single one of Finn’s amazing abs. “God, I love you Finn Bálor.” Seth’s face, eyes and whole body lit up with adoration as he thrusted with more strength than he’d ever had, leaning down to kiss Finn as he came, shot after shot filling Finn’s ass. Pulling out slowly, Seth collapsed next to Finn. Pulling him in for a kiss. “Wow babe.” Seth grinned at Finn “You’re welcome babe.” The Prinxe letting out a cold laugh, one that many would never thought they would hear out of the good hearted Finn Bálor, but one that was soothing to Seth as The Master laughed coldly as well “We’ve got each other now though, as we truly are: The Master & The Prinxe.” Finn moved up to Seth’s face, Seth leaning down, catching his soulmate’s lips in an Earth shattering kiss.

[snarkwriteswrasslin]

In honor of Finn winning the NXT Championship, may I request some NSFW Headcanons of the Prinxe?

Ahhhh thank you so so so so so much for asking! I haven’t actually visited Prinxe’s headspace before, but I was a bit of a fan at one point. Guy was the absolute best king shit asshole imo. So... yeah. I love the idea of trying this and I send you super sonic hugs. Also congrats!! YOUR BOY IS CHAMP!!

Warnings: uhh.. kids? anyone NOT 18+ needs to yeet thineself outta here. Because this is Prince we’re talking about, shit is probs about to get straight up filthy. Strong caution here. This man is one of those fuck / get involved with at your own risk kinda guys.. So.. yeah. Careful reading this bbies, please. I know I mentioned shibari, group sex, choking and cum swallowing but I kinda blacked out and got lost after that. All I’m saying is man is not bubblegum and rainbows. At least, not in my opinion.

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┎ Prinxe is not here for your good time. He’s here for his own. Everything is about him. Oh, you get off, trust. MULTIPLE TIMES. But. If he wants to fuck all night and half the next day, that’s what’s gonna happen. You’ve just gotta push through the overstimulation, borderline frustrated tears and keep going. He bites, he pulls hair, he slams that thick cock as deep into your womb as he can get it.

┎ If he tells you not to cum; you best not. He will punish accordingly. No, you won’t like it.. But you also will. This man has the talent of making torture seem so heavenly and sublime, I swear. It’s always amazing, but it’s always harsh. An experience. An addiction, for some even.

┎ He got into the art of shibari. He loves to see you all bound up in ropes, naked and begging. He’ll stand over you, jacking it, that fucking smirk on his face the entire time. Will paint your skin with his cum.Then he’ll drag his fingers through the sticky seed and tell you to open your mouth. He loves to watch you swallow it.

┎ This guy miiight possibly have a playroom that makes Christian Grey’s playroom look like a glorified joke. Only select few actually deal with the  guy’s complicated asshole demeanor get  to actually SEE the inside of it, however.

┎ Loves his handprints around your throat. His bites and bruises on your skin. And always makes them obnoxiously big. And often, he’ll wander up possessively if someone is getting too friendly and nip/sink his teeth into an already made mark and mutter against your skin quietly, “Do ye want ‘im t’ watch me fook y’? Because ah would love nothin more.” 

┎ If you’re into threesomes? orgies? So many cocks you don’t know who’s stuffing you and when and so many orgasms your brain stops functioning? Prinxe is your guy.

-- if you’re not into being fucked totally stupid, look at the more gentle of the personas, Finn. He’s a sweet and gentle guy. He’ll treat you right. Just... Yeah. I feel like I need to offer that disclaimer.

┎ has trailed a knife over your skin and then used it to cut away your panties.

┎ Anal.

┎  Likes to do roleplay scenarios. 

┎  Has gotten angry because he was trying to keep it slow and you tried to speed it up to get your own orgasm and he’s TOTALLY FUCKING STOPPED. Just stopped. Teasing you the entire time. Pushing you closer and closer to your own orgasm and flat refusing to let you get there. You were literally begging to cum.

┎ kind of has a bit of a humiliation kink situation going on. He gets off on embarrassing people sometimes and it’s not pleasant. 

┎  if a woman( or man, for that matter)  can hold their own against him, he has to push. and push. and push. Only the strong survive here. But when they do, holy fuck are they rewarded with orgasmic nirvana on another level?

┎ the man is hella flexible. 

┎ some of the straight up best and filthiest sex you have ever engaged in with this man is during a fucking argument.

┎ He’s not a one person kind of guy. Don’t dare try it, it’ll only end in pain. For you, not him. Like I said above.. The guy is all about himself. Ruthless.

┎ King of fucking dirty talk. Holy shit. And he’s so smooth with it too. 

┎ Pulls hair. And it ain’t soft either. 

┎ He is the kind of man who will fuck you in front of people, he doesn’t even give a fuck. Hell, he’ll even ask them to join on occasion, if you’re down for that and he knows it. 

┎  will eat the pussy for HOURS. you’re literally pushing this man away from that area.

┎ Can pour on the charm like nobody’s business. Has fooling people / getting in their heads down to an art form. Is pretty damn good at reading people and realizing what angles he needs to work to get exactly what he wants. And he does it so well that nobody ever catches on. 

┎ spanking whew.

┎ is not ashamed to be overly sexual in public, not even a little. lewd gestures, dirty things whispered in your ear in that fucking sexy voice, grabbing himself, ugh fuck..

┎ basically, if you want to be with Prinxe, you’re in for one hell of a ride. Better fasten that seatbelt good and tight. Stay on your toes. Know your limits and tell him FIRMLY what they are. He will definitely heed to them, but you have to sit him down and have a serious conversation about boundaries because he quite literally, lacks them for the most part. 

[thehmsseabastard]

So! Another movie adaptation review. This time, I’m doing (*insert drumroll here*)...

PRINCE OF PERSIA: THE SANDS OF TIME!

(This movie was recently added to Disney+ btw. Guess they finally remembered that it existed...I opted to not pay like Speed Racer though. Yo ho yo ho, a pirate’s life for me...)

It’s based on the Prince of Persia series (the Sands of Time Trilogy, not the two originals or the 2008 remake). So Disney got the rights to make this movie way back in...

2004? The movie came out six years later!

Anyway, they got the rights at that point. The producer apparantly worked on Pirates of the Carribean, so they decided to try and make a PotC esque franchise by taking cool elements from the source and making a good movie from it (though this time it was a game instead of a theme park ride). They also changed some stuff for the release date in hopes of launching a such a franchise afterwards.

So did they succeed?

Haven’t seen development for a second movie...so...I guess not. Come to think of it, outside of a likely mediocre VR game, there’s been nothing new for Prinxe of Persia in Ren years since the release of this movie and forgotten sands...

But I’m not here to discuss the issues of loosing what could have possibly-maybe-not really been another great franchise like Pirates’. I’m here to discuss whether or not it’s actually a terrible movie as many say it is.

This time, I’m going to try to break it down to pieces for the purposes of being comprehensible and sounding like I know what the fuck I’m talking about rather than just giving a likely subjective opinion...

ANYWAY LET’S GET TO IT!

1. THE STORY (spoilers ahead)

If you went to this movie believeing it would try to exactly copy the story of the first game, then I’ve absolutely no idea what to tell you. So I guess I’ll make a list of similarities and differences about such things

Similarities:

Persian Prince attacks city, gets Dagger, saves princess, runs from bad guys, fights bad guy, gets sent back in time to the start of the game (or movie in this case) and prevents the villain’s plan from ever really getting off the ground to begin with.

Said Prince is good at parkour and swordfighting.

Unfortunately, Princess doesn’t do much outside of being eye candy, occasionally share exposition, and take the Dagger from the Prince at one point (could they seriously not make her, like, be at least able to fight well? C’mon Disney, if you wanted to make this movie discount pirates, at least make the female lead more like Elizabeth and less like Sleeping Beauty!)

The King dies and then un-dies when the timeline gets reset or whatever

And now Differences! First, I will say that I understand some of these had to be made to adjust to the new medium (video games and movies aren’t experienced the same way, after all), but I’m still going to list them

The Prince has a name: Dastan.

He has two brothers, Tus and Garsiv

His uncle is the revealed villain instead of some random no-name Vizer

The movie is mostly in the desert city of Alamut and some nearby desert-y areas of Persia while the game takes place in India

The Princess’s name is Tamina instead of Farah

A lot of the side peoples like the Hassansins, Seso, and Sheik Amar were added to the movie

The Prince doesn’t release the Sands of Time in the start of the story. Instead it only happens in the Third Act

So, I’d say overall there was an alright job at changing the story to fit a movie setting more. You can’t really have a character that has much more human interactions as opposed to just parkour and fighting sand monsters not have some sort of name. The side characters help to establish decent side parts to the story.

Overall, I think the story is...okay. It’s not amazing, but I think it gets the job done in a reasonable fashion.

2. THE CHARACTERS

Now for the other important part. Before I get into the performance, I will say I’m disappointed in yet another instance of whitewashing in Hollywood. I would’ve definitely liked it if they could’ve avoided this issue, but for now I’ll tick off points for that and discuss the performances.

Jake Gyllenhaal does a pretty great job as Dastan. He’s a dashing rogue with some good lines and generally sells his performance pretty well despite the mediocre plot and story.

Ben Kingsley does a good job as the traitor uncle Nizam. While he’s not always as threatening as, say, the Hassansins, he does certainly have his moments in the film and his motivations are hinted at early in and make sense.

Richard Coyle’s Tus (left) and Toby Kebbell’s Garsiv (right) are mediocre. They’re not as interesting as Dastan or some other characters I’ll mention later, but I will say Tus as a character seemed a lot better and more fleshed out for the most part than Garsiv.

Tamina. Already said she’s a missed opportunity for a badass female lead. However, Gemma Arterton makes most of her interactions with Dastan pretty believable and I’ll admit that her attempts at trying to get the Dagger of Time back from The Prince are pretty neat and she almost succeeds two out of four times (actually nearly killed him in one of them, but he gets saved by:

Yeah, I know it’s a dead meme, but you get the idea.

And lastly, one of my personal favorite performances in the movie, Alfred Molina as Sheik Amar and Steve Toussaint as Seso. They’re not in the movie very long, but I have to say that they’re both my favorites in their own way. Molina’s Amar is quite funny and bizarre and makes for an entertaining supporting character, and despite the unfortunately limited speaking and screen time for Seso, his skill and general badassary are portrayed well.

I’d say most of the characters were good despite the many missed opportunities for the characters and the whitewashing issue. So! I’ll wrap up with a discussion on the effects and action (but not music. The soundtrack was pretty generic imo.)

3. THE ACTION AND EFFECTS

This is definitely the highlight of the film. The action, from the free running to the fights, is all done very well. One of my low key favorite scenes is just before the invasion of Alamut, where Dastan climbs the outer wall. Also, the effects when he rewinds time with the Dagger are amazing. (links aren’t working for me right now so you’ll have to find them yourself.)

Honestly, there’s a lot wrong with this movie between the whitewashing, the not-always-great characters and interactions, and the mediocre plot and soundtrack among other things. However, when this movie does something well, it does it pretty damn well. I think it’s a shame that this movie wasn’t completely able to break the “video game movie” mold, but for what it is, a swashbuckling action adventure movie, it’s good.

7.5/10

Honestly, if I had a decent mike, I could probably make a small YouTube series outta this instead of making a Tumblr essay...

[writtingrose]

*peaks head into the door*

Hello? I....I’m back? Just to tease you all with a paragraph for the Prinxe Finn fic I’m writing.

“He walked down the ramp, much as he did most nights, with a signature smirk on his face as his eyes scanned the crowd pressing against the barrier around the ring. He winked at a few of his younger fans, a sign he’d go over after the match, as he rounded the ring and started up the steps. It was the same thing he did before every match, really. Well, except for her.”

Please let me know what you think! It’s definitely a work in progress but I feel could be my best yet! I’m excited to return

Much love, Rose xx

[weaselinaburrow]

Interloper

Content: Violence

What starts as a quiet night quickly turns chaotic when Keet, unable to sleep and wandering the palace, spots a shadowed figure slinking through the courtyard. He doesn't hesitate to shout out an alarm, and when the interloper takes off, Keet follows.

The palace guards are good at their job, but Keet cannot take the chance that this threat manages to slip away.

He catches them quickly enough - shifted legs sending him over the ground faster than the shadowy figure can hope to best - and he takes them to the ground in a violent tackle. The struggle is quick, but it is not without its consequences. Keet already has the man pinned, has heavy bear paws pressed into his neck, when the assailant manages to stab his knife deep into Keet's hip.

He winces, growls - but he keeps holding, and it's only seconds later when the man's body goes limp. Keet is tempted to stay there, to keep holding until the man dies entirely - but he could have information, and it's in Fable's best interest for the man to live. So Keet climbs up and steps back, pulls the man's knife free with a grimace, and he waits.

The palace guards deal with the man - tie up limp arms and cart him away - and just like that it's over. A sweep of the grounds and the man's own admissions prove that there is no further threat, and by the next morning things are back to normal.

Keet keeps his injury to himself. He doesn't see the point in worrying the Prinx, when with a few swiped herbs and the ability to bathe he can manage just fine on his own. It hurts, sure, but he's confident it will heal. It takes some effort to keep the injury from Fable - it's painful to walk normally - but Keet manages.

At least, he thinks he does. And he's mostly right - but what he doesn't account for is Black.

Keet's alone when they accoust him. He can't even say where they come from, only that all at once Black is there, and without so much as a word they shove him back against a wall, grab at his waistband, and yank the corner of his pants down beneath his hip.

Keet forgets about the wound entirely in his shock. He gapes at Black for a long second, and when he finally gets his wits back around him he shoves at them, hard. When they take a measured step backwards, Keet is quick to grab his clothing and fix his pants properly back around his waist.

"What the hell, Black!?" He exclaims, and when he glares up at them he finds them looking back at him with a familiar, narrow-eyed gaze.

"Have you gotten that seen to?"

"What?" Keet growls, annoyed and lost to their meaning. Instead of responding, Black waits, and after a few long seconds - in which Keet realizes his face is flushed with heat - Keet figures out their question.

"I'm taking care of it," He grumbles, and he pointedly adjusts his shirt.

"So that's a no, then," Black replies, and Keet narrows his own eyes further.

"I'm taking care of it," He repeats, "I'm plenty capable - I've been doing so for years."

"And how many times have you ended up sick with fever?"

"Not as often as you apparently think," Keet hisses back, "it's fine. Would you back off?"

"It's deep," Black argues, "and if infection sets in you're liable to lose your leg. Or worse. Go to the infirmary and get it seen by a professional. Or, if nothing else, show it to Fable - I'm sure their magic will make quick work of it."

"No." Keet hasn't set foot in the infirmary since he's been back, and he doesn't intend to start now. The very thought of it sends a shiver down his spine - and in turn, he's cold when he answers Black. "I don't need the infirmary, there's no reason to worry Fable, and it is none of your goddamn business anyway. So, again, back the hell off." After a second of giving Black a particularly dirty look, Keet turns and starts walking away. He's gone a few steps before Black speaks again, but what they say makes him pause.

"You have two options here, Keet. Either we go to Fable or the infirmary right now - or I'll go and tell Fable myself." They pause and wait for Keet to turn to look at them again before they continue. "They'll come find you, I'm sure. Heal you right up. But consider how hurt they'll be, knowing you refused to come to them for help. That you hid this from them."

"That's low," Keet growls in answer, but all Black does is tilt their head and click their beak. They stare at him, and wait, and as the silence builds more and more tense, Keet curls his hands tight at his sides. Until, finally, he throws his hands up in agitated surrender, and starts all but stomping back towards Black.

"Fine," He spits, "I'll go bother Fable. I'm sure they'll just love that."

"I'm sure they'll be pleased to help you, yes," Black says, tone calm and almost amused as they turn to walk alongside him. For a moment, Keet ignores them - but as they move further down the hall he can't help but shoot them a fresh glare.

"Touch me like that again and I'll take your arm off," He warns, but Black's response is a brief and throaty chortle, and Keet gets the feeling they aren't intimidated - not even a little.

[mycelium-bf]

royal and guard AU for you and Loki

thank you!!!!!

royal and guard AU: who is the confined royal? who is their dutiful guard? give one headcanon about you and your f/o’s relationship in this AU!

so okay the obvious answer here is that loki is the royal and I'm the guard BUT what if,,,,,,it was the other way around,,,,,,, 👀👀 it IS an au after all,,,,,

I'm the prinxe who's meant to be finding a suitor whom I can take the throne with and loki always has some quiet quip about every person I meet and I always let it go but after a particularly harsh comment I confront him about it and he explains how it just seems that there is no one who is truly worth my affections and that perhaps I should look a bit closer at the people already around me,,,,,, oh I love this au oh my god

[caregivingchrysalises]

my little love you’ve been doing such a good job angel. i’m so proud of you hun, you’re doing so well dewdrop. you’re allowed to take a break precious, you deserve to take time to rest and recharge~ your buba doesn’t spend all zer time flying now does he? of course not angel, everyone needs to rest lovebug, prinxes and little doves alike. we have time to take a break honey, it’s okay to take time out of your day for yourself, it’s your day after all,, ♡

breaks are so important!! it’s lovely outside today~ the sun is out and the birds are singing so many songs i’m starting to feel like summer is nearly here!

rain or shine, i’m wishing you well and cheering you on!

~ hugs, ‘tala