#knight darling

[coincasual]

oh brave knight!! 🍎🗡✨

[angel-shaw]

Alright! Here’s chapter 2 of Prince!Sam/Knight!Darlin!

It’s not to long but I am working on chapter theee already! I just wanted to post this real quick! I hope you enjoy!!!!!

@darlin-collins

Tank walked into the common area of the space they shared with  the other knights. It was well past dark so most of the others were sleeping by now, save those who had the night watch and slept during the day. As they made their way to their quarters someone cleared their throat, alluring Tank to their pressiense.

When they turned they saw another knight, David. They worked with David as well as grew up with him and a few others in the guard or serventry. 

“What are you still doing awake David?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing, I know you had a meeting with the royals but I also know when it ended.”

Tank took a deep breath, annoyed that David went out of his way to snoop, “Well as it's a personal matter it doesn't concern you, but seeing how stubborn you are…I went to pay Prince Samual a visit. To explain what my new job was and to try and start off on the right foot.”

“Well?” David said pushing himself off the wall he was leaning on to walk with tank back to their shared bunker space.

“Well what?”

“How'd it go? You get off on the right foot?”

“.....no…he hates me.” 

Before David could answer they reached their door and it was swung open by yet another guard.

“Oh my goshhh you guys are finally back. I was starting to wonder if you were shifted to the night watch gezzeeee,” Asher said as the two of them were tugged into the room. 

The room wasn’t huge, but it was big enough for the sleeping arrangements, Bunk beds, a couch, as well as a comfy chair and a TV. It sure wasn't home but it was nice, a lot nicer then where they used to live. 

Ash dragged the two of them over to his bunk, plopping down on it, dragging David down with him but failing to drag tank down. 

“Ash!” David scolded the still laughing asher.

Tank rolled their eyes and jumped up to climb onto their upper bunk, legs of the bed swinging slightly. Ash finally stopped laughing and David was able to sit up. 

“Soooo, how was your guys' day? I know Tank you were assigned to something, you were pulled off your post with me for what i'm guessing was a meeting with the royals.”

Tank sighed, “Ya I got assigned to babysit. King William is getting really worried about all the attacks near the town, even though none from our kingdom has been hurt yet that's most likely only because they have been lucky, or not stupid enough to not travel an unlit road at night.”

“Unlit road? I thought all the roads were lit up? After the,” Asher paused trying to figure out how to word it, “Attack, Willam, “

“King William, ash,” David interrupted.

Ash rolled his eyes but didn't stop his sentence, “made sure that all of the roads were properly lit and maintained so there was no way something like it could be gotten away with again.”

“He did but apparently he doesn't have full control of the road because it leads to that one kingdom,”

“The ones we’re at odds with because of the one creep?”

“Ya, what was his name again? Kide or something,” Ash asked after David interrupted.

“I try not to think about the creep, Code or something similar, Oh Kody thats the fucks name!” 

Tank looked pleased with themselves for figuring it out, but Kody did not come with good memories. They all still remembered the things Kody did and it still sent a flash of anger and disgust between them. The three of the plus milo had all agreed that if Kody stepped back into the kingdom without a damn good reason and one of them found him, they would leave a bit of him for the rest of them to take care of.

The three of them sat there for a few seconds in the memory of the creep until Tank continued their explanation.

“But ya, because the king is still being pissy with us because of it all he's dragging his feet with allowing lights to go up, but the second we try to do it ourselves he sends a billion complaints and very thinly veiled threats. A warning was sent out so none of our people have been hurt but travelers as well as visitors who don't know have been. If I'm being honest, if we aren't able to get the lights up soon and start to monitor it, I bet that whatever is attacking will move further and it will start attacking people in the town. I think Will th-,”

“King William.”  

“-inks that too, which is how I've come to my new baby sitting job.”

“Who are you babysitting? Not…” Ash trailed off.

“No not alexis, thank god for that, they are going to be guarding Prince Sam,” David said 

Ash sighed, “Well that's good, I haven't really talked to him but I know he's nowhere as bad as the others. Why, though? He has the protection of every knight in the castle. Why are you his personal one?”

“Because he just got permission to go out into town, you know how his parents are, even though will-,” They held up their hand to stop David from interrupting again, “King william,” They corrected, “is fine with his kids going out into town with guards, his parents are just now allowing him to go out with a guard but only if i'm his personal Knight.

Ash growned and threw his arm over his eyes, “damnn talk about annoying! That means you're probably gonna be wayyy more busy!”

“Probably. I can't believe I actually agreed to it. I should at least try to sleep or at least rest because I have to go wake him up in the morning because according to his parents if someone doesnt wake him up he doesn't wake up till after lunch.”

“Maybe he does wake and just doesn't come out till he has to,” David said as he got up from Asher's bed, “ But ya, either way we all should be getting a decent amount of rest.”

           : The next morning :

When Tank woke up to their internal alarm clock at the ass crack of dawn they knew they had some time before they had to go and wake the prince. So they decided to quickly shower and get ready for the day. Their armor wasn't a full suit, it was mostly thicker cloths that they could move fast in that provided a decent amount of protection. That's not saying they didn't have any metal on them in certain places but they could at least partially look normal if they needed. That was until they added their sword seeth and the other various weapons that they figured they needed. 

If needed they would change into heavier armor later but for now it was good enough. They made their way outside, deciding to spend their little free time training. A little before the sun rose they made their way into the castle. They know their way around the castle by now, having been working in and around it for so long, they know which staircases to go around and how to get around to certain places the fastest, even when avoiding specific halls,people, and places. 

They reach the hall and go to the prince's door. Taking a deep breath they knocked on the door, not expecting an answer quite yet but to their surprise the door is ripped open to reveal an annoyed looking prince. 

“What do you want al- Oh…it's you,” The annoyed look on the prince's face disappeared the second he saw it was them, though a different one quickly took his face over instead. 

“Good morning Prince, I wasn't expecting for you to be awake yet,” They said.

“What did my parents tell you that I'm not capable of waking myself up? Actually, don't answer that, I know the answer already. I'm guessing now that you know I'm up I'm sure your ‘orders’,” The prince held up in fingers and used finger quotes, “ are going to make you stay here anyway so come on in. I would rather you stay in my room rather than just standing outside my door.”

He moves back from the door allowing for the knight to enter his room. He closes the door behind them and walks to one of the chairs in the spaceshes room, plopping down in one of the two chairs. 

The Knight just stands there as the Prince looks at them, they both look at each other as the minutes pass, the tensen in the room could have been cut with a knife. 

Prince Sam sighed and looked away first, “I'm sorry.” 

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the shock run though the Knights body, their stance stiffening and breath hitching as they looked at him as if he told them was going to light the room on fire and jump out the window but ass nude. 

“You don't need to look so shocked. I…I know when i fuck up and ill take responsibility for it. So, i'm sorry for how i talked to you last night. It wasn't fair for me to direct my anger about the situation onto you. I'm guessing you didn't have much choice in the matter either and you're not exactly thrilled about having to babysit one of the princes. You didn't deserve how i talked to you, your just doin’ your job and i was bein’ cruel to you because of it. I'm sorry.” 

When he looked back at the Kight standing in his room their eyes were trained on the floor, seemingly trying to figure out how to respond to his apology. He wouldn't blame them for calling him an asshole and moving on but he got the sense that them being upset at him wasn't the reason for their silence and uncomfortably stiff stance. 

“I understand that me being a prince and you being a knight might mean you have to show me respect and all that,” He started, shifting his body to face them in the chair, “but me being a prince doesn't mean when i ask out of line i just get away with it, the exact opposite actually. I need to acknowledge when I make a mistake and apologize for it. You don't deserve to be uncomfortable in my presence, especially because now you are going to be in it alot. I will always acknowledge when I am wrong. I understand that coming from your perspective this can be alot, seeing as how alot of royals and people in power tend to use the power to ignore their wrong doings and push it onto the people below them. I would like to work with you, not against you. So from now on I want you to call me out on when I'm out of line.”

The Knight looked shocked, but slowly as the two of them looked at each other he could see their shoulders start to relax a little bit. 

“Thank you, Prince Sam,” They said simply.

He could tell they had more to say but were hesitant to say it. 

“Please, sit down. You don't have to stand all the time, and we aren't being watched by anyone so it doesn't matter,’’ He said, gesturing to the open seat. 

They nod hesitantly before walking over and taking a seat. 

“You can be honest, I'm not going to get upset. I want you to speak freely around me,” Sam could see how they were debating with themselves. 

“Thank you Prince Sam, you are correct. I am not used to being apologized to especially by those in higher power than me. I appreciate it,” They said, their words being chosen carefully. 

The Prince smiled and the Knight smiled back. 

The two fell back into the quiet, this time it being more comfortable. As the two sat there the prince reached for a book sitting on a small table next to the chair, and the knight started to look around the room.   

“Excuse me, Prince Sam?”

Sam looked up at the Knight, “mm? What's up?”

“I was wondering if you wanted to do anything today, I don't know about any meeting so all of today should be free. If i'm correct there is an event happening in one of the towns not too far away from the castle grounds, it might be a good way to introduce you to the towns,” They said. 

Once again the prince could see the uncertainty of their words, still nervous about talking to him. He hoped that would change soon. 

“Really? That would be amazing! Do you know what event! What kind of cloths would i need to wear! Who will be there!”

When the prince leaned forward and started questioning the Knight they were caught off guard with the sudden shift in energy. The book the prince was holding fell onto the floor as he jumped up, quickly closing the gap between him and his knight. 

“Whow whow, chill out. It's just a gathering party that the town holds. Booths get set up for sails and there are different activities to participate in. Umm, just clothes, I guess, and just the townsfolk,” They said, still put off by the sudden excitement. 

The Prince had stars in his eyes as they talked, gathering every word. 

“I would love to go! When can we!?” 

“Well we can go whenever, we should probably wait until-”

“Can we go now?!”

[angelltheninth]

Yandere Knight Devotes Himself to You

Pairing: Male!Knight x Princess!Reader

Tags: fluff, yandere behavior, hand kisses, protectiveness, injury mention, royalty, pining

A/N: Watched a bit of Merlin today. I won't explain myself.

He was a newer knight, skilled and handsome, nothing outstanding about him really

You'd seen many like him before, or so you thought

It wasn't strange for a knight to fall for you, it's happened many times before, the affection would be fleeting, over as suddenly as it began

All but the affections of this knight

Every tournament he would dedicate his victory to you, none of the other's that cheeted his name, he didn't even look their way

At every dance you noticed him dressing in finer and finer clothes, always asking you for a dance first

If any other man approached he'd find something to say about him

Faking politeness was easy for him, it was scary to watch

But he was never fake with you

Started inviting you on horseback rides when he got some status as a respectable knight

His mood would shift depending on your reply

Yes, and he was sunshine incarnate for the rest of the week, no and he'd grow colder even towards you, giving you one word anwsers and polite bows when adressing you

It was no secret that he was in love with you, you heard whispers and rumors of it through the castle

The longer you took to return his feelings the more reckless he became

More dangerous routes, taking on more tasks, more tournament fights

Fights where he would get hurt and keep going until he collapsed under the weight of his armor

He knew you worried for him, that's why he had to keep going, he had to show you the depth of his devotion and love

Quite possibly the most adrenaline driven knight in the castle, although he will claim it's his love for you that keeps him going

Will prove himself worthy of marrying you, no matter what, this he swears to you

The promise is sealed the only way he knows how, with a kiss on your hand

If he wins the King's favor then he's sure he can win yours too

You will be happy with him ruling by your side

[emmafrostyyy]

y'all sleeping on Astarion/Lae'zel bc this moment is so...the way the flippant demeanor drops and he doesn't hesitate to call her out for sticking with her version of Cazador like their relationship is so underrated fr...

sitting down writing this bullshit like let me peel it like an onion a bit and elaborate why this pairing is fascinating to me

It's really interesting how during the most cathartic, life-altering moment in Astarion's questline, the reactions of the other companions are more about the moral wrongness/guilt of sacrificing innocent lives. Lae'zel doesn't do that and instead relates to his hurt.

She knows what's he's feeling, the lack of control, the unfairness of being powerless for too long. This is a woman who just found out her entire life purpose was built on lies, discarded and hunted by her own people after outliving her usefulness, and groomed to basically die for an insane power-hungry lich queen. She knows all too well that power isn't always real freedom. Her first instinct is to empathize with Astarion to steer him away from his hate and resentment.

Astarion/Lae'zel is so interesting to me because they're such a classic "can we make each other worse or make a better person out of the other?".

They both have genuine appreciation for violence and respect each other's ruthlessness. Astarion was used as a weapon of seduction while Lae'zel was of warfare. Sex with people is meaningless and not real intimacy for them, and while both have little understanding/experience of interpersonal relationships beyond the physical, they still feel and love very deeply. They have no frame of reference for things like friendship and warmth, but they badly want all of that and more, even if they don't know it yet.

In-game they can sleep with each other, which is basically the foundation of the normal Tav/Astarion romance. Lae'zel saw him during combat and got horny, who knows. Astarion who's used to luring people with his charms, takes up Lae'zel's blunt offer because she's a strong hardened warrior that can provide protection and be a worthy ally, and he doesn't know how to say no. Navigating the complications between one who wants to be seen beyond as a sex object, and one who comes from a totally alien culture with no concept of love/family/connections and only sex is honestly really compelling to me. It's a transactional, mutually beneficial thing with no emotional expectations. Once you get past the skeevy rockiness of their early relationship, I really like the idea of them slowly seeing something past the exterior and realizing they may have harshly misjudged the other, an unspoken friendship blooms, and in comes the realization that they are essentially loners longing for kindness and a comforting touch in the most desperate of situations.

Lae'zel is prideful, direct, has no sense of courtship talk, and doesn't hold back her thoughts the slightest--she's not sweet/agreeable and what you see is really what you get, which I imagine would be disarming for Astarion who's used to vacuous flattery and has difficulty trusting others. But she's also insanely protective, passionate, loyal, and an initiator-- every romance scene is triggered by her first and she's always showing effort towards her relationships, which would mesh well with Astarion who does need someone to nudge him.

She doesn't purposely suppress her feelings, she's just simply at loss at how to express them sometimes due to her wildly different upbringing. She stops the sparring match you agree to and an easy vulnerability slips instantly out of her: "I don't want to hurt you. I want to protect you, and for you to protect me." and "Thus far I've taunted you, devoured you, battled you. Now I want more than anything to soothe you." are romantic as fuck and Astarion of all people really needs to hear that tbh.

Astarion is also someone who struggles with reinforcing his boundaries, and a key theme in Lae'zel's romance is that she encourages and wants you to challenge her and learn to stand your ground. It's not gentlest method, but hey, relationships are about having to make an effort to learn each other's language.

I think he also would take pleasure "educating her on the matters of Fay-run" (I believe there's a whole banter with him teasing her and teaching her pet names) and would get a kick out of coaxing Lae'zel out of her shell with her shyness at showing public affection, and making her blush. Also it simply would be fucking funny to see Astarion who's used to easy seduction, trying to pass a persuasion check just to get a smooch and generally having to work to earn regular kisses from Lae'zel lmfaooo

Lae'zel also initially struggles to see her chains as chains. When she learns about Vlaakith's betrayal, she copes instantly through denial and shuts it down. Astarion is NOT having it and calls her out, he knows her well enough to recognize that she would value blunt honesty above all.

I imagine he also despises her lack of self-preservation, the way her entire identity is tied to duty and being in service of others, and doesn't understand her desire to still help/liberate the people that want her dead and are hunting her down. He wants to make this duty-bound soldier realize that looking out for herself, and putting herself first may not be the worst thing in the world.

They're so similar to each other but are also polar opposites in some ways that make a more equal, balanced romance I think. It's not a simple, one-sided, feel-good "she/he can fix her/him" fantasy because both of them have to earn each other's love, actually cut through the other's flaws, and actively motivate each other to be better versions of themselves.

They're not at all the other's ideal guiding hand. It's rough, jagged, and imperfect, but that's how healing goes. It's so far from being the healthiest relationship -- but even if their belief systems differ, their moral compass does often align. I imagine it's a slight relief for them to have a partner where there would be less shame and judgment when they expectedly, occasionally slip up and fall into their bad habits.

Also, man, the "You showed me the betweens and beyonds. Beyond war and peace, beyond passion and obsession, most importantly, you showed me freedom.", "First you were my wound, now you were my cure.", "But you saw something else in me - someone else I could be. Someone who could break the cycle of power and terror that started centuries ago.." lines really hit hard when applied to them.

Of course, they can also make each other worse, feed into the other's negative traits that will bring out the worst part of themselves. It's this duality of their pairing that is very interesting to explore, the way it can steer in either direction because it's an intense, fraught relationship at its core.

[tales-of-the-ghost-zone]

DP X DC crossover prompt

Sam and Tucker, thanks to living in Amity Park and being overshadowed and controlled by ghosts so many time, had become very liminal. Until an accident while trying to stop the newest ghost enemy led to the two of them becoming halfa’s. Sam’s ghost form looks like what she looked like during the whole Undergrowth thing. And Tucker’s ghost form looks like his King Tuck design.

After a reveal gone wrong, Danny, Sam, and Tucker flee Amity Park. The trio run away to Gotham, and using money Sam managed to snag from her account before they left, they buy a nice sized building right in the middle of Crime Alley. They decide to turn it into a bookshop and cafe. There’s a garden/greenhouse attached to the back end of the building where Sam grows all her plants and herbs. Tucker has his own tech room in the basement alongside Danny’s tiny lab space. They live together in the apartment above the bookshop/cafe.

One day while out on a walk, Danny stumbles across two tiny twin half formed baby ghost cores. They’re nothing more than tiny little balls of glowing light at the moment. Baby ghosts that are just starting to form but are nothing more than cores at the moment. But they seem to be slowly fading. Danny refuses to let them fade away into nothing. He scoops them up, infuses them with some of his ectoplasm to get them going, and then shoved them into his chest for safe keeping and so that they can be close to his own core which starts slowly feeding them energy.

Danny rushes back to the shop and drags Sam and Tucker to the upstairs apartment and shows him the baby ghost cores he’s found. The three all agree that they’re going to help these cores develop into actual ghosts. They switch off on who carry’s the ghost cores around. Some days it’s Danny. Some days it’s Tucker. And some days it’s Sam. Each of them feeding the cores a little bit of their ectoplasm to help them grow.

One of the cores feels distinctly female and has a purplish blue glow to it. The three start jokingly calling her violet. The other core has a distinctly male feel to it. It’s an orangish red and has a small crack along one side of it. Danny jokingly said one time how he (the baby core) kind of looked like Nemo’s egg at the beginning of Finding Nemo and ever since they’ve been calling him Nemo.

The two cores have been developing very slowly, both seemingly unable to absorb the needed ectoplasm, to form into full ghosts, quickly. The trio is fine with this, they can be patient, and wait to meet their twins.

Then one day there’s some kind of massive ghost attack. Maybe a cult or something attempted to summon the ghost king but messed up the summoning and accidentally summoned something else. The Justice League try and fight the thing, but they’re no match for this ghost monstrosity. And the JLD aren’t available to help for whatever reason. The trio decides to step in and help. They kick the crap out of the ghost pretty easily and send it back to the ghost zone. Then Danny, in his King Phantom garb (crown of fire, whispy white fire like hair, a regal looking version of his hazmat suit, the ring of rage on one finger, and a cape around his shoulders, the outside being pure white but the inside looking like the vastness of space) approaches the cult and rebukes them, telling them how even if they had managed to summon him he never would have helped them take over the world.

After that the trio become members of the Justice League. Thanks to some of Danny’s previous time travel shenanigans, and Danny being the ghost king, and Sam and Tucker his consorts/mates(?) the Justice League all think that the trio are ancient eldritch ghost gods.

And then one day when the trio are in the Watch Tower with the rest of the League their twin baby ghost cores come up. Maybe it was time to switch out who was carrying them, and mid meeting or lunch or whatever, Danny just reaches into his chest, pulls out two small glowing orbs. He cradles them close to his chest for a moment, looking at them lovingly, and whispering something soft to them in ghost speak. Then hands them over to Sam, who does the whole cradle them close and whisper softly in ghost speak before shoving them right into her chest.

They look up from this to see the whole League staring at them wide eyed and confused. Danny just casually explains that those are their children but they’re still forming so the trio needs to keep them close to their cores to help them grow, but they like to switch up everyday who carry’s them. Every member of the Justice League becomes super protective of the trio after this. They see it as the three essentially being pregnant (sort of), and they don’t always know which one of them is carrying the baby ghost. So best to just be protective of all three. The trio finds this kind of amusing and a touch bit sweet.

When the twin baby cores finally develop into actual baby ghosts, the two kind of look like a mixture between Danny, Sam, and Tucker’s ghost forms. Though Violet has dark purple hair and eyes and Nemo has bright orangish red hair and eyes.

[yandere-writer-momo]

Yandere Short Stories:

Knight in Shining Armor

Yandere Monster Knight x Princess Reader

TW: delusional Yandere, Yandere behavior, kidnapping (mentioned), etc.

Ajax had always been princess (your name)’s confidant and source of solace… so why did he have her cornered on the bed of the inn? His large, muscular frame towered over her as his body trembled.

“I can’t do it… I can’t let you marry some other man.” Ajax whispered, his metal mask hiding his expression. There was no doubt in (your name)’s mind that he was shaken up about something. She had no clue why he’d be so upset about her getting married…

“Ajax, it was bound to happen eventually. It’s my duty as the kingdom’s princess-“ (your name) gasped when he closed the distance between them. Ajax’s large palms pulled her into a tight hug. The force of the hug caused them both to land on the small bed with a soft plop.

“Ajax-“ Ajax placed a finger on (your name)’s lips to pause her words.

“I won’t allow it… I won’t allow some other man to sully you.” Ajax’s deep voice made her body anxiously shake. “Not when I’ve wanted you for so many years…”

“Ajax-“ (your name)’s eyes widened when he finally removed the mask that’s concealed his face for over a decade. Ajax was half orc? (Your name) hadn’t a clue and she had been with him for so many years…

“I’m half monster, I thought you knew.” Ajax chuckled as his crimson eyes flitted over (Your name)’s frozen form. She was now a helpless lamb trapped in the maw of the wolf. “It’s why the other knights have been so cruel to me… why the maids avoid me like the plague and your father wanted to send me to war.”

(Your name)’s eyes can only take on his scarred and burned face in shock. Why was half the skin on his mouth missing and his tusks filed down? Who had hurt him so much that he didn’t confide in her, his best friend? What atrocities had he faced while she remained none the wiser?

(Your name) were shocked when he bent down to show you his teeth. His tusks were clumsily filed down to almost look like teeth but they were still rather sharp. “I did the tusk work, but they grow back rather quickly. The skin on my face is still healing from when there was an assassination attempt on you from your future husband’s concubines. Bastard was going to pour acid on your face.”

(Your name) reached up to trace the scars on his face while Ajax gave her a soft smile. “Ajax…”

“You’re the only one who’s never treated me like a monster… you’re so wonderful and kind.” Ajax moved his large, gloved hands to hold her hands. “That old king doesn’t deserve you. No one does!”

(Your name) blushed when Ajax brought her hands up to his lips to press tender kisses over each of her knuckles. Despite how badly Ajax wished to ravish her, he must keep his composure.

“You took this amount of damage for me?” (Your name)’s voice was barely above a whisper, yet it made Ajax melt into a puddle.

“Of course I did. I will do anything for you.” Ajax moved himself to crouch on the corner of the bed, his head in a slight bow. Yet (your name) could feel the burning obsessed behind his crimson gaze. “I am in love with you. Madly, deeply, entirely devoted to you and only you.”

Ajax grasped (your name)’s bare foot and brought it up to his mouth to press tender kisses across the top of it. “I will love you until my skin rots off my body and I am nothing but bones. Yet even death could not separate me from you for I will be in every corner of your life like a permanent shadow of protection. I will protect you with my entire being and soul. I will haunt and dismember your enemies if you so much as give them a glance of distaste.”

(Your name) felt her blood run cold when Jax gave her a bright grin that reopened a few of the stitches across his cheeks. The blood dripped down his face and onto her foot, but he merely lapped it up with his longer tongue. “Now tell me… is what I feel not love? I may not be a handsome prince but I swear I’m your knight in shining armor.”

[shrimparts-blog1890]

She s so so hard to draw y'all and i don't even know if i got the colours right 🥲

And don't get me started on apple white cuz i just had a small mental breakdown we'll see how it goes ✌🏻✌🏻✌🏻

[krasytoonz]

I wonder where Frank could be!

[xxxkewkiesxxx]

A server I'm in was doing a sketch-a-thon, and we were using bases for references. :3

Knight Wally belongs to @cloudy-dreams

Vaquero Wally belongs to Charlotte_Rose on TikTok/Twitter/insta!

[heartfullofleeches]

Hoiiii :3 can i ask for yan! Prince where he became sick and instead of the maids taking care of him, he insist that he rather wants knight! Reader to take care of them 0:

You use the bedroom door as a shield as a bowl flies into it, shattering into a million pieces and exploding a burst of hot broth against the wall. The prince's hoarse voice drowns his screams as he violently throws his head away from the cupful of medicine.

"Let me go! I don't want it! I. Want. Y/n! Bringing them to me now!"

Your kingdom is doomed. The prince never took being sick well. In youth, having the boy sit still was like a death penalty. He'd slip out of the servant's care and infect half the castle during his daily routine of greeting everyone who worked under his father's command. The one thing that brought an end to his reign of terror was a knight in training exhausted from practice and taking refuge in his comfortable bed. The two would end up sick as dogs the following morning, but for one night they both knew peace.

You fix the blanket on your arm back to your shoulder and step inside the room. The prince tries to leap out of bed, but is stopped by the strongest of the maids tossing him into the mattress; pushing his head into the pillow like she was attempting to suffocate him the wrong way.

"Y/n!" He breaks into a coughing fit, the hands restraining him quickly darting away. "you came."

"I was taking care of more important tasks." You spread the blanket over the empty half of the bed. The prince sighs dreamily.

"Your sheet..."

He runs his cheek against its corner as you turn to the maids. "Apologies for the trouble. If one of you could bring me some more soup, you all are free to good."

The servants race for the door, tripping over each other as they shout for the elixir likes it's a blood sacrifice. You sit down on the bed, placing the back of your hand to the prince's forehead - recoiling like you've touched coals.

"You're burning up. Keep this stubbornness up and your father may outlive you."

"I'll live a thousand years longer than that living corpse long as I have you~"

"You are delirious. Drink." Lifting his chin, you shovel the lukewarm warm tea down his throat. He gags from the temperature and flavor, but forces it all down in hopes you'll comply to his commands for being good. He sticks out his tongue once you set the cup down.

"Ahhh. All gone."

"You're not a child, and it's a fluid."

The prince clings to the tail end of your armor, voice meek and pleading as he begs. "Y/n, lay with me like you did when we were kids. I've been good."

"I missed a week's worth of training because of that."

"But it was time that you spent with your favorite person in the kindgom. Please, Y/n? Everything hurts.."

He pokes out his bottom lips; quivering, as his eyes go wide. You roll your eyes and remove the binds of your chest plate, setting it aside as you swing your legs onto the bed. The prince throws his arms and one leg over you, pressing his nose and lips to your collar; falling asleep almost instantaneously. You swear to the gods if you get sick he'll be your training dummy for everyday you're off the force.

[everafterwhat]

Don’t post art later in the day they all said, but I didn’t listen bc Im not a fan of this piece anyway lol

Haven’t done any dramatic lighting in a long time due to art block and getting back into it is really hard.

Anyway, take Darling beating Chase effortlessly! 🩵🩵🩵

[tequiilasunriise]

Okay yall lemme cook‼️‼️‼️

I really, really like the parallels of ‘she fainted and now I’ll fan her’ here with White Raven:

Annabel caught Lenore when she almost fell and tried to remain in this untouched and happy facade while still subtly trying to fan Lenore because Annabel believed her to be upset and needed some air.

Lenore caught Annabel when girlypop straight up fainted and more obviously fans her in an attempt to care for Annabel, her face full of open concern for the fallen woman, there’s even a whole panel that draws attention to the fan specifically.

Why does this even matter, you ask me? Because I love the stark contrasts between Lenore and Annabel, even down to the most minute details they’re opposites.

Annabel is trying to be more discreet in her affections for Lenore, her pretty smile and chipper words a diversion from the way she holds onto Lenore’s arm to steady her, bright eyes a complete distraction from the way her fan is flapping away. Her carefree attitude makes it seem like she could easily play off these attempts to care fer Lenore, like she could flippantly brush it off as ‘nothing big’ and that she ‘doesn’t really care this is just a throwaway whatever action’ (but we all know the calculative Annabel Lee doesn’t just do whatever fer just anyone).

On the complete opposite side of the spectrum, Lenore cares about Annabel. She cares a whole lot, actually, and she’s extremely open about it. From angrily calling Annabel a dratted liar fer claiming what they had to be fake to very clearly worrying about Annabel as she fans her. The delicate care, the way Lenore does not hesitate to grab that fan and start gently fanning Annabel, how she doesn’t try to set up a facade that gives her an ‘out’ if questioned why she’s doing all these things for Annabel. Lenore gives no shit about mindgames and appearances dude!!! Yeah she cares about Annabel, so what??? Lenore is just SOOOO acts of service as a love language, each time she reaches out is open declaration of, “love you love you love you”.

That kinda contrast kills me, man!!! Bright moon x dim sun, the sun does care but she needs to show it in a way where people don’t think she’s that invested you know you know she’s Just A Friend™️, meanwhile the moon says, “fuck it we ballllllll” and snitches her bleeding heart across her entire sleeve right before diving in with affections on full display.

That being said, I also really like how Annabel’s fanning is the last kindness she gave Lenore right before she left and Lenore ‘died’ and by sharp contrast Lenore’s fanning is one of the first kindness she gave Annabel when she came back from the ‘dead’ all resurrected like a funky butch lesbian Jesus.

Kindness as a last resort, as a final parting gift when the time’s up, vs kindness as an instinct, as a greeting call, as your first move.

[angel-shaw]

Im working on chapter two for my Prince Sam/Knight Darlin fic and i need some ideas for how to continue

@darlin-collins Chapter Two - Babysitting 

Tank walked into the common area of the space they shared with  the other knights. It was well past dark so most of the others were sleeping by now, save those who had the night watch and slept during the day. As they made their way to their quarters someone cleared their throat, alluring Tank to their pressiense.

When they turned they saw another knight, David. They worked with David as well as grew up with him and a few others in the guard or serventry. 

“What are you still doing awake David?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing, I know you had a meeting with the royals but I also know when it ended.”

Tank took a deep breath, annoyed that David went out of his way to snoop, “Well as it's a personal matter it doesn't concern you, but seeing how stubborn you are…I went to pay Prince Samual a visit. To explain what my new job was and to try and start off on the right foot.”

“Well?” David said pushing himself off the wall he was leaning on to walk with tank back to their shared bunker space.

“Well what?”

“How'd it go? You get off on the right foot?”

“.....no…he hates me.” 

Before David could answer they reached their door and it was swung open by yet another guard.

“Oh my goshhh you guys are finally back. I was starting to wonder if you were shifted to the night watch gezzeeee,” Asher said as the two of them were tugged into the room. 

The room wasn’t huge, but it was big enough for the sleeping arrangements, Bunk beds, a couch, as well as a comfy chair and a TV. It sure wasn't home but it was nice, a lot nicer then where they used to live. 

Ash dragged the two of them over to his bunk, plopping down on it, dragging David down with him but failing to drag tank down. 

“Ash!” David scolded the still laughing asher.

Tank rolled their eyes and jumped up to climb onto their upper bunk, legs of the bed swinging slightly. Ash finally stopped laughing and David was able to sit up. 

“Soooo, how was your guys' day? I know Tank you were assigned to something, you were pulled off your post with me for what i'm guessing was a meeting with the royals.”

Tank sighed, “Ya I got assigned to babysit. King William is getting really worried about all the attacks near the town, even though none from our kingdom has been hurt yet that's most likely only because they have been lucky, or not stupid enough to not travel an unlit road at night.”

“Unlit road? I thought all the roads were lit up? After the,” Asher paused trying to figure out how to word it, “Attack, Willam, “

“King William, ash,” David interrupted.

Ash rolled his eyes but didn't stop his sentence, “made sure that all of the roads were properly lit and maintained so there was no way something like it could be gotten away with again.”

“He did but apparently he doesn't have full control of the road because it leads to that one kingdom,”

“The ones we’re at odds with because of the one creep?”

“Ya, what was his name again? Kide or something,” Ash asked after David interrupted.

“I try not to think about the creep, Code or something similar, Oh Kody thats the fucks name!” 

Tank looked pleased with themselves for figuring it out, but Kody did not come with good memories. They all still remembered the things Kody did and it still sent a flash of anger and disgust between them. The three of the plus milo had all agreed that if Kody stepped back into the kingdom without a damn good reason and one of them found him, they would leave a bit of him for the rest of them to take care of.

The three of them sat there for a few seconds in the memory of the creep until Tank continued their explanation.

“But ya, because the king is still being pissy with us because of it all he's dragging his feet with allowing lights to go up, but the second we try to do it ourselves he sends a billion complaints and very thinly veiled threats. A warning was sent out so none of our people have been hurt but travelers as well as visitors who don't know have been. If I'm being honest, if we aren't able to get the lights up soon and start to monitor it, I bet that whatever is attacking will move further and it will start attacking people in the town. I think Will th-,”

“King William.”  

“-inks that too, which is how I've come to my new baby sitting job.”

“Who are you babysitting? Not…” Ash trailed off.

“No not alexis, thank god for that, they are going to be guarding Prince Sam,” David said 

Ash sighed, “Well that's good, I haven't really talked to him but I know he's nowhere as bad as the others. Why, though? He has the protection of every knight in the castle. Why are you his personal one?”

“Because he just got permission to go out into town, you know how his parents are, even though will-,” They held up their hand to stop David from interrupting again, “King william,” They corrected, “is fine with his kids going out into town with guards, his parents are just now allowing him to go out with a guard but only if i'm his personal Knight.

Ash growned and threw his arm over his eyes, “damnn talk about annoying! That means you're probably gonna be wayyy more busy!”

“Probably. I can't believe I actually agreed to it. I should at least try to sleep or at least rest because I have to go wake him up in the morning because according to his parents if someone doesnt wake him up he doesn't wake up till after lunch.”

“Maybe he does wake and just doesn't come out till he has to,” David said as he got up from Asher's bed, “ But ya, either way we all should be getting a decent amount of rest.”

           : The next morning :

When Tank woke up to their internal alarm clock at the ass crack of dawn they knew they had some time before they had to go and wake the prince. So they decided to quickly shower and get ready for the day. Their armor wasn't a full suit, it was mostly thicker cloths that they could move fast in that provided a decent amount of protection. That's not saying they didn't have any metal on them in certain places but they could at least partially look normal if they needed. That was until they added their sword seeth and the other various weapons that they figured they needed. 

If needed they would change into heavier armor later but for now it was good enough. They made their way outside, deciding to spend their little free time training. A little before the sun rose they made their way into the castle. They know their way around the castle by now, having been working in and around it for so long, they know which staircases to go around and how to get around to certain places the fastest, even when avoiding specific halls,people, and places. 

They reach the hall and go to the prince's door. Taking a deep breath they knocked on the door, not expecting an answer quite yet but to their surprise the door is ripped open to reveal an annoyed looking prince. 

“What do you want al- Oh…it's you,” The annoyed look on the prince's face disappeared the second he saw it was them, though a different one quickly took his face over instead. 

“Good morning Prince, I wasn't expecting for you to be awake yet,” They said.

“What did my parents tell you that I'm not capable of waking myself up? Actually, don't answer that, I know the answer already. I'm guessing now that you know I'm up I'm sure your ‘orders’,” The prince held up in fingers and used finger quotes, “ are going to make you stay here anyway so come on in. I would rather you stay in my room rather than just standing outside my door.”

He moves back from the door allowing for the knight to enter his room. He closes the door behind them and walks to one of the chairs in the spaceshes room, plopping down in one of the two chairs. 

The Knight just stands there as the Prince looks at them, they both look at each other as the minutes pass, the tensen in the room could have been cut with a knife. 

Prince Sam sighed and looked away first, “I'm sorry.” 

Out of the corner of his eye he saw the shock run though the Knights body, their stance stiffening and breath hitching as they looked at him as if he told them was going to light the room on fire and jump out the window but ass nude. 

“You don't need to look so shocked. I…I know when i fuck up and ill take responsibility for it. So, i'm sorry for how i talked to you last night. It wasn't fair for me to direct my anger about the situation onto you. I'm guessing you didn't have much choice in the matter either and you're not exactly thrilled about having to babysit one of the princes. You didn't deserve how i talked to you, your just doin’ your job and i was bein’ cruel to you because of it. I'm sorry.” 

When he looked back at the Kight standing in his room their eyes were trained on the floor, seemingly trying to figure out how to respond to his apology. He wouldn't blame them for calling him an asshole and moving on but he got the sense that them being upset at him wasn't the reason for their silence and uncomfortably stiff stance. 

“I understand that me being a prince and you being a knight might mean you have to show me respect and all that,” He started, shifting his body to face them in the chair, “but me being a prince doesn't mean when i ask out of line i just get away with it, the exact opposite actually. I need to acknowledge when I make a mistake and apologize for it. You don't deserve to be uncomfortable in my presence, especially because now you are going to be in it alot. I will always acknowledge when I am wrong. I understand that coming from your perspective this can be alot, seeing as how alot of royals and people in power tend to use the power to ignore their wrong doings and push it onto the people below them. I would like to work with you, not against you. So from now on I want you to call me out on when I'm out of line.”

The Knight looked shocked, but slowly as the two of them looked at each other he could see their shoulders start to relax a little bit. 

“Thank you, Prince Sam,” They said simply.

He could tell they had more to say but were hesitant to say it. 

“Please, sit down. You don't have to stand all the time, and we aren't being watched by anyone so it doesn't matter,’’ He said, gesturing to the open seat. 

They nod hesitantly before walking over and taking a seat. 

“You can be honest, I'm not going to get upset. I want you to speak freely around me,” Sam could see how they were debating with themselves. 

“Thank you Prince Sam, you are correct. I am not used to being apologized to especially by those in higher power than me. I appreciate it,” They said, their words being chosen carefully. 

The Prince smiled and the Knight smiled back. 

The two fell back into the quiet, this time it being more comfortable. As the two sat there the prince reached for a book sitting on a small table next to the chair, and the knight started to look around the room.   

This is what i have so far, please drop suggestions! 

[cozymoko]

Let us test your patience now! How about ROMANTIC yandere headcannon or fic for our mutual fav kaname with a human day class darling? Cucu- 🌕 anon

YAN. KANAME KURAN WITH DAY CLASS S/O

Note: Lmaooo. PS: writers block is killing me. o(╥﹏╥)

Pairing: Kaname Kuran x GN! Human s/o

WARNING(S): Yandere themes, manipulation, bad writing

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Being his partner, you're destined to live a lavish lifestyle. Gifts have become an everyday occurrence between the two of you. It's his way of leaving his mark on you, gifting you with jewels and pricey trinkets, though he'd never tell you that. When noticing him with a matching one of his own, your relationship should be clear as day.

St. Xocolatl's Day was something he cared little about prior to his relationship with you. However, it was somewhat of an obligation to attend (to get to his classes). As he exited the gates, his eyes were quick to find you as they'd always been. You stood near the end of his line, patiently waiting your turn. Little did you know, that was enough to make his hear swoon.

You were a bit reluctant to throw out the chocolates. This day came only once a year and you wished to eat to your heart's content. The variety of chocolates wrapped in colorful, florescencent plastics that were just as eye-catching as you'd expected. But from the looks of it, you wouldn't get to try any.

“Do these hold some importance to you?”

If you had not been his lover, you would've found it to be a genuine question. But the hint of dismay swimming in his usually calm gaze was a dead give away. He looked like a kicked puppy, an expression that was strictly reserved for your eyes. You were quick to shake away his worries, pushing the wrapped goods into his open arms.

The only one that remainded was his own, marked with such intricate and neat calligraphy that only he was capable of.

~~~ To my dearest, {Name}, whom I miss terribly. ♡

Every. Aching. Moment

Kaname is not one to shy away from his feelings, especially the ones involving you. The relationship you share is ambiguous, to say the least. The adoration and infatuation in his gaze are evident, and yet he's willing to keep it a secret for the sake of your reputation. Frankly, he's quite the selfish man, and at times he can't help but act rashly when it involves you.

The Pureblood wants to possess you and everything you are. He can hardly keep his hands off you as is, and the scarce amount of time you spend together only fuels his cravings. But with a little interference, I'm sure he could pull some strings. He is a Kuran after all, what can't he do for you?

Whether he wants to admit it or not, humans are very fragile beings. If he so chose to, he could slaughter thousands with just a mere snap of his fingers. At times, he wishes to do just that. After all, you had always been surrounded by other morals who practically jumped at the opportunity to suck away your time — Leeches, that's all they are. Blood-sucking leeches (hypocrite).

It's a shame he can't stay with you for the entirety of the day. During your absence, he's grown rather irritable with those beneath him. “Sharing you,” or rather your time, is and shall remain one of his least favorite pastimes. Truthfully, the thought of turning you into a vampire has crossed his mind more times than he'd care to admit.

“It's been quite some time since our last interaction. Are you avoiding me, {Name}?” His words came out as a feeble whisper, with how close he was to you, that was more than enough. “You've been spending far too much time with those in the day class and frankly, I've grown a bit jealous.” His warm breath grazed the shell of your ear as he gently rested his hand along the small of your back.

“Can't I be a little selfish? Just this once.”

Your relationship is bound to spark the interest of the aristocrats roaming the night class. It's not everyday they see the Great Kaname Kuran grow so soft for a mere human. Only a fool wouldn't be able to see how tightly you have him wrapped around your finger. But the real question is why?

Oh what a shame, no one will truly understand why. Those who've tried weren't fortunate enough to make it back. Their death being by the hand of a Pureblood who are they to say anything? In their eyes, your situation remains an anamoly regarding the many faces of Kaname Kuran. Though it seems he's not too keen on playing nice when you're involved.

An immortal life can be a blessing and a curse. Even so, it happened to be one thing Kaname wouldn't wish to liveanything. You've spoiled him far too much, at this rate you'll be a vampire in no time!

[stupid-sloot-headcanons]

can I request sumn about arkham knight era jason catching a darling after they escape, and then going about punishment mayhaps :0

He really didn't know what she was thinking, trying to run out of the door to the compound like that. Maybe she wasn't thinking at all. Maybe she just wanted to get as far away from him as possible. His throat burned as he slammed his cowl on and ran after her. The sound of his modulated voice rang through the walls and made a few militia members in a nearby barrack room jump.

"____!"

____ continued to sprint, pushing her legs as hard as she could to lose him. She turned a corner and saw a few more soldiers chatting in the hall; the instant they heard her frantic footsteps, one reached for the comms button on their headpiece while the other headed towards her. "Beta Target's on the loose, in Wing A!"

____ grabbed the handle of the door closest to her and swung it open, slamming it into the boot of the soldier running towards her before shutting it, turning the lock, and grabbing whatever she could to barricade it. She only had seconds at most before one of them started kicking it down, and Jason was still coming for her. Her eyes darted around the large storage room. Storage containers: ammo, guns, smoke, some stun sticks, body armor...She scrambled for a weapons container and grabbed one of the smoke bombs and a stun stick--No time to load a gun, she decided. The soldiers outside had started bashing the door to weaken it, and she could hear the Arkham Knight's voice barking orders at them over the communicator. She leaped inside one of the half-empty boxes of body armor and lobbed the smoke bomb at the barricade, and pulled the lid of the crate shut over her.

Her thumb hovered shakily over the stun stick's trigger. The muffled sound of scraping metal gave way as the men's voices grew louder and clearer. "Door's been breached," one of the men barked. "Fan out and search for her--"

BOOM!

The smoke bomb rattled the outside of the tank and ____ heard the soldiers coughing. "God damnit, she got into the equipment," another militia member groaned. "She might be armed. Do we go safeties off while we hunt for her?"

"Fuck no, we don't," another snapped. "The Boss would kill us if we shot his girl on accident, even if she was armed!"

Before they could argue any further, a new set of footsteps marched into the room. The modulated voice coming from the figure did nothing to disguise his anger. "All of you, out. I'll find her myself." The militia left without a word, and ____ held her breath and shut her eyes as she prayed he wouldn't find her somehow. "The cowl's got thermal vision, you know that. I'll give you one chance to come out before I turn it on to find you."

Silence.

"____, come out."

More silence, aside from Jason's increasingly heavier breathing.

A sudden metal clang and clash made ____ jolt. She clamped a hand over her mouth to keep from crying out. Another one rang out as Jason slammed his fist against it. and then another as he threw it across the room and the contents clattered onto the floor.

"NOW!"

Tears streamed down ____'s face as she quietly sobbed into her hand. Why did things have to turn out this way? Why couldn't Jason stop this quest for revenge? Why did Joker have to ruin his--and your---life by poisoning him with hatred? Why couldn't he just let you go?

____ heard him standing over the crate she was hiding in, and she gripped the stun stick tightly. The electric sparks arced and illuminated the crate with a low buzz. "I can see you holding that," the Knight taunted. "If you're gonna try and incapacitate me, you better hit me in one of the armor's weak points and do it with a solid hit." He tapped his armor and placed both hands on the crate's lid. "Because as angry as I am right now, I don't want you to get hurt. Y'know why?"

He ripped the lid off of the crate and glared down at ____.

"Because I love you."

____'s body froze as the Knight looked down at her through his helmet. Her chest rose and fell rapidly, and her mouth ran dry. The Arkham Knight snatched the stick from her and threw it behind him, and scooped her up to toss over his shoulder. As he walked back to his quarters, the only thing breaking their silence was Darling's sniffling.

He slammed the door behind them, and finally said one word. "Lock." The RFID reader inserted into the metal pins of the doorframe locked in place once it sensed Jason's cowl and recognized his voice print. He threw ____ onto the bed they shared and pinned her arms and legs with his body. "Look at me." His voice was dangerously quiet.

____'s cries grew louder and she squeezed her eyes shut. "I'm sorry," she sobbed. "I just can't take it anymore, I--"

"LOOK at me."

She felt one of his hands on her cheek forcibly turn her to face him. Blinking back tears, she obeyed and slowly opened her eyes to look up at the man she loved too much, hidden by that damn cowl.

"Do you know what's going to happen to Gotham? The Cloudburst, all the most dangerous criminals wreaking havoc, my men's tanks rolling over every dead thug and crushing Batman? And when it does, when I destroy everything in it, you are going to be safe down here until it's over. Because I am never going to lose you again." His voice broke and his grip on her cheek softened.

"I know I'm not the Jason you fell in love with. I really tried to be that for you after I took you, but clearly that wasn't good enough for you. That's why you tried to abandon me, because I'm not what you wanted. Maybe you were happier when you thought I was dead."

"Jason, I--"

"Don't call me that!"

____ flinched and cowered at his voice as he held her in place.

"Clearly, being gentle with you and accommodating and trying to be that old Jason for you isn't enough. You need to see both sides to understand that I really am trying to be good for you." His hands wandered lower and he used his armored gauntlets to easily rip her pants down. "You need to see all the rage and poison Joker filled me with, see what I've been trying to hold back from you and protect you from; then you'll understand how much I've been trying to protect you."

____ desperately tried to escape the Knight's grip. "Please don't do this," she begged. "I know how much pain you're in--"

"No, you don't. Not yet." He gripped her thighs and pulled them apart, exposing her nether regions to the cold air.

"I'm sorry I tried to leave you, but you're better than this!" Her voice was higher as she hysterically tried to convince him to stop. "Don't hurt me, please, please take the cowl off and look at me--"

"Promise me you'll stay." ____ could hear him gritting his teeth as trying to hold back how close he was to tears. "No matter what. No matter how suffocating it is, no matter what you see me do, who you see me kill. Promise you'll never abandon me."

"I promise," ____ begged. "I will never try to leave you again, I swear!"

He kept his hands still as he looked down at her hyperventilating and squirming underneath him to desperately get away. His cowl showed just how fast her heart was racing and the tears spilling down her cheeks painted faint traces of blue on her warm body in the thermal vision camera. [Status: Terrified].

He took the cowl off with one hand and bent down to kiss her trembling lips. "I know you won't," he murmured. "I hate having to make you afraid of me to get you to stay. I just want us loving each other to be enough." He wrapped his arms around her gently and let her curl up and cry against him as he held her. He could hear Joker's voice slithering in the back of his head. See, kiddo? Uncle J was right: sometimes you've gotta be cruel to be kind...

[thetimelordbatgirl]

Seriously, you can't tell me these two aren't just ripping off Lizzie and Darling at this point with how Rise of Red is looking.