#royalty au!mon

[purrpickle]

I had a dream earlier while I was napping that Mon went to England to visit her father in GAP the Series canon and found out that she was actually part of the British royal family. The rest of the dream before it splintered me off to something new was Mon trying to find Sam as she kept having to hide from the paparazzi/news and Lady Grandmother (who now wanted to marry her to Kirk I think!?) so she could explain to Sam that this changed nothing between them.

What. A. Ride.

[tsotf-fic]

♚ chapter 1 - when stars collide ♛

ii. birds of paradise

The Royal Family departed Cantham House for the Imperial Palace right as the Coruscant sun began to set. Within the speeder, nobody dared to speak under the looming shadow of Imperial surveillance.

Y/N leaned up against the transparisteel window, wistfully looking upon the planetwide city. Coruscant was unlike any other metropolis planet; as far as the eye could see, there were absolutely no traces of life that weren't artificially transplanted from somewhere else. To many, including the Organas, it served as a cold reminder of the effect humans had on the galaxy.

If planets were considered living beings, she pondered, Coruscant would certainly be considered a droid.

"Be careful not to smudge your makeup, dear," Breha said, breaking the silence and snapping Y/N out of her daydream.

To the untrained eye, Breha maintained an air of queenly confidence and serenity, but her family could tell she absolutely radiated with anxiety.

Bail gave her hand a gentle squeeze and smiled. "She'll be fine, my love. We all will."

Feathers rustled as Leia shifted uncomfortably in her dress. "I still have a bad feeling about this," she muttered under her breath.

The speeder landed on the platform just outside of the Imperial Palace, where a crowd of dignitaries, politicians, and socialites from all corners of the galaxy rushed to enter the party first. Each person seemed desperate to outperform the other with their custom-made costumes commissioned from the best designers in the galaxy. The costumes themselves included animals, historical and legendary figures, and various other symbols of planetary cultures.

Leia scoffed. "I bet the materials used to make those are worth more than entire planets in the Outer Rim!"

"I doubt anyone else here cares," Y/N replied, subtly gesturing towards a gaggle of visibly intoxicated politicians.

"Girls, please do not stare at your colleagues," Breha said under her breath with a fake smile plastered on her face.

Bail stifled a laugh as he watched none other than Representative Binks trip over the tail of his blarth costume. "How he manages to stay in power is certainly one of the galaxy's greatest mysteries," he whispered to Y/N and Leia, earning a glare from his wife.

"Perrin! This is a formal celebration, not an excuse for you to get drunk!"

Mon Mothma's husband stumbled out of the crowd. Sparkling, crystalline triangles jutted out from his outfit at all angles, and one could only assume it was meant to mimic the crystal cliffs north of Hanna city, albeit a very gaudy version.

"I jus' wanted to have a li’l fun before the party starts," he slurred, completely oblivious to his wife's anger at the spectacle he was causing. "It's a celebration! I'm celebrating!"

"Not like that," Mon retorted, practically dragging him by his collar. Whether intentional or not, her costume directly contrasted his with its organic, blossom-covered branches twisting elegantly around the lush green fabric of her dress. "If you plan on acting this way the whole night, don't even bother returning to the embassy!"

Most bystanders turned away in embarrassment as the Chandrilan senator berated her husband. Mon did her best to maintain her composure, but she was clearly on the edge of tears; it didn't help that Perrin's inebriated friends loudly tried to egg them on.

Breha and Bail exchanged sympathetic, knowing glances, almost as though they had an unspoken secret language–they were practically Lorrdians when compared to their Chandrilan counterparts.

Perrin wriggled out of his wife's grip and turned around to point an accusing finger at her. "And you wonder why your daughter hates you!" He hobbled off, leaving Mon standing there, flustered and humiliated. However, something about the way she quickly regained her composure told Y/N that she was happy to be rid of him.

Mon’s tear-pricked eyes lit up when she saw the apprehensive Alderaanian girl.

"Y/N, dear, how are you? My, you look so beautiful," she said, placing a hand on the side of Y/N's cheek, her face glowing with pride.

"It's so nice to see you, Auntie Mon! But I guess the situation requires that I refer to you as Senator Mothma," Y/N laughed.

"Oh, please, there's no need for that. People are already judging me for that little fiasco, so what harm would it do for us to drop a little formality?"

With that, the senator immediately drew in the younger woman for a tight embrace, albeit yielding enough to prevent their costumes from being crushed together. Y/N didn't know if it came from the flowers on her aunt's dress or a perfume on her skin, but something about the warm, delicate scent made her feel so calm, so at home. Perhaps it was just a reflection of its wearer's personality: gentle and elegant, with hidden strength beneath the surface, everything Y/N aspired to be. It pained her so much to see someone she held in such high regard be treated so poorly.

"We're here, too, you know," Bail's voice rang, interrupting their embrace.

"I figured as much, Your Highness," Mon playfully retorted. She pulled away from Y/N, giving her one last smile as she wiped the remnants of tears from the corners of her eyes, and went to greet her colleague. "It's always a pleasure to see the Royal Family."

After exchanging bows with the Viceroy and Queen of Alderaan, she turned to the young princess and her eyes lit up again, although not as bright as they were for Y/N.

"Ah! Matching costumes, how charming! I wonder whose idea that was." She turned to look at Breha, who let out an uncharacteristically loud laugh.

"What better way to compensate for our lack of costumes than by showcasing Alderaan's loveliest young ladies?" The queen responded, resting her hands on both girls' shoulders.

"I still think a costume would have suited you well, mother. You and father would have made for quite the pair of swans," Leia said with a tinge of sarcasm behind her voice as she patted her mother's hand.

"Well, perhaps you're right, but I'm afraid there are more pressing matters than us arriving at the ball as a flock of birds."

"I would have liked to be a bird," Bail chimed in, earning a chorus of laughter in response.

Y/N laughed along with the group, but something about the whole conversation felt stilted, awkward, especially considering how well they all knew each other. Perhaps it had to do with the discomfort of her being a mere noble in the presence of planetary leaders; as much as they tried to include her, she never truly fit in among them. They couldn't help that, though, none of them could. It was just the way things were. So, she continued to smile as she always did.

fanfiction by @kaleidoscope1967eyes

[vaugarde]

Made some Hunter x Hunter Pokemon teams cause I gotta do that whenever I get into a new thing. Some of these are based on vibes and some are based on their abilities.

Couple of notes on Kurapika: I did him last but if I didn't, then I would've done all these on the modern card maker because the old one hasn't been updated with the gen 9 dlc. My choices for him are actually the Bloodmoon Ursaluna specifically, and Pecharunt cause of Toxic Chain

[pucksandpower]

can u please do an instagram au where the reader is the daughter of a legend in a sport other than f1 and she starts dating an f1 driver after attending a gp with her famous parent? tysm 💗🫶🏼

Pierre Gasly x Beckham!Reader - Instagram AU

f1news

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f1news David Beckham made his rounds across the grid at the Miami Grand Prix

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f1fan4 you would almost think the drivers were there for him and not the other way around. that’s how you know he’s a legend

f1fan3 man’s aged like fine wine

f1fan7 and he was with his daughter! they look so alike when they’re next to each other

y/nbeckham

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y/nbeckham f1 has got itself a new fan

📍miami international autodrome

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victoriabeckham amazing! love you ❤️

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gridgossip i’d know the back of that head anywhere 🤭

f1fan5 nah stop it. you literally can’t tell who’s on the cart with her

pierregasly

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pierregasly life lately

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y/nbeckham you chose the one photo my eyes are closed in? you’re lucky you’re cute

pierregasly i think you look incredible like always, mon cœur

y/nbeckham flattery will get you everywhere

gridgossip i knew it!

pairofpierres he really hooked the ultimate nepo baby. mad rizz

gaslyfan5 she’s obviously using pierre

f1wagupdates be so for real. her parents are basically royalty. what does she need pierre for that they can’t give her? they look happy together

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f1wagupdates Y/N Beckham joins boyfriend Pierre Gasly on race day for the first time after officially announcing their relationship

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gaslymeup ahhhhh!!! they look so good together

f1fan3 they’re matching and everything 😭

pierreandy/nfan the way i ran to make this account

pierrefan1 i just know we’re going to get so much good content from them now

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y/nbeckham if you wanna be my lover … you gotta let my dad spend the afternoon judging your football skills

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pierregasly i don’t think i’ve ever been more nervous in my life and i race for a living

y/nbeckham you were great, darling!

yourfan6 the caption game is strong

y/nbeckham i am my parents’ daughter

yourfan6 omg hi queen

[sesskag-week]

SessKag Week 2024 Prompts

SessKag Week Mon 29th July to Sun 4th August 2024!

Theme: Canon vs AU

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Prompts

Day 1 - Canon Compliant vs Modern AU

Word prompt: Inheritance Scenario: First meeting Dialogue: "I'm sorry... It just slipped out."

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Day 2 - Canon divergence vs Historical AU

Word prompt: Accident Scenario: Unexpected allies Dialogue: "Please put the sword away."

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Day 3 - Missing Episode vs Fusion AU

Word prompt: Clandestine Scenario: Falling in love Dialogue: "You take my breath away."

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Day 4 - Pre-Canon vs Fantasy/Scifi AU

Word prompt: Adventure Scenario: Time travel Dialogue: "A wish is built of hope and yearning."

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Day 5 - Canon Reunion vs All human AU

Word prompt: Coincidences Scenario: A masquerade ball Dialogue: "You wear it well."

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Word prompt: Ritual Scenario: Happily Ever After Dialogue: "When did you become so bossy?"

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Anything goes! ❤

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[sailorspica]

boosting this event hosted on twitter! i messaged the organizers and they might be making a tumblr in the coming months, so i am just passing the info along 🧡🤍🩷

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[artxsticsuper]

[AU] 4☆Town: BirdTown & Headcanons

The long awaited 4*Town AU is finally here! I honestly forgot I had this in my drafts. Although I’m not so active in the fanbase anymore, I do want to share this in case if I don’t return any time soon. But the designs of each member may still be in development. So enjoy!

Also, if I do return to the 4*Town fanbase and expand on this AU, I might add more headcanons to this post in the future.

About BirdTown is an AU where each 4Town member is a bird species linked with their spiritual and symbolic meaning based on personality. All members are able to shapeshift into their bird and they have their own outfits based off of them which will be posted later in the future. I’m still working on their designs!

The personality traits are part of my headcanons for all members but they are specifically linked with the bird itself.

NOTE: This AU is only made for fun just to get an idea of what bird each member would be related to. A good portion of the headcanons are a bit random but they are created to closely fit with the members.

Robaire - Indian Peacock

Personality: outgoing, confident, friendly, dramatic, expressive

Symbolism: royalty, confidence, strength, power, divinity, respect, honor, beauty

Headcanons

✰ Robaire is an absolute show-off; like the peacock, he’s the type to constantly put on a show by expressing himself with what he does. One thing Robaire and peacocks have in common is being able to attract others.

✰ His outfit and feathers match his signature color but still has similar colors to the Indian peacock.

✰ 100% a Charmer

✰ He’s somehow able to fly with his big ass tail and he loves carrying people bridal style when he does.

✰ Robaire is romantic and an absolute flirt. He can become a tease by brushing you with his own tail feathers or revealing his entire chest if you do manage to become his soulmate.

✰ He sometimes even bounces his pecs 😳

(it’s rare for him to do that publicly because his fans go absolutely apeshit when he does that)

✰ If you do tend to stare at Robaire (specifically his chest, abs, feathers, etc.) for too long, he would say things like “My eyes are up here mon amour.” or “See something you like?” This man likes to tease you moments before you snap out of it [if you get flustered, he finds it cute so don’t worry about apologizing].

✰ Robaire can be extra, but he means well. He doesn’t do this in an arrogant manner.

✰ He can sometimes be dramatic, sometimes in order to gain the band their attention; if any of the other members pluck at least one of his feathers, he will either act like he’s in pain or release a full out moan [Robaire mostly does this jokingly]

✰ But the chances of him moaning are low since he only does that when the feathers are pulled too hard.

[T would probably yank the feathers on purpose just to get him to moan 😭]

*in a whiny voice* “Broooo, be careful with the feathers!”

“Dude, I didn’t even pluck them that hard!”

✰ Robaire can be overprotective with his tail but he doesn’t mind if anyone wants one of his feathers as long as they don’t overdo it. He will tell them to be careful because he is sensitive.

✰ Speaking of his tail, he has a big one 👀

✰ The tail length is around 6’2” if you count his full body (I think he would be around 5’9”). Because Robaire is still a human, his tail is longer than the average length of a peacock.

✰ When touching his tail, it usually feels soft. This man takes care of himself 👍

✰ When Robaire opens his tail feathers, he will do a “mating call” (specifically just starts singing) to grab people’s attention, especially if he finds someone he likes or his future soulmate. If his target is uninterested or annoyed, he will eventually stop.

✰ Robaire can still somehow dance whether his tail is opened or not, but it becomes more challenging due to the extra weight.

Jesse - Mountain Bluebird

Personality: Intelligent, territorial, patient, gentle

Symbolism: Joy, fertility, loyalty, fulfillment, hope, prosperity, serenity

Headcanons

✰ Jesse is a gentle, but slightly overprotective soul. Bluebirds almost enjoy people’s company as long as they’re not a threat to their territory.

✰ His outfit is covered in different shades of blue, mixed with white and a little bit of cream.

✰ Usually, Jesse would wear light teal sapphire jewelry.

✰ His forearms would usually be covered in paint but they have small little patterns that resemble a mini version of his feathers.

✰ His kids absolutely LOVE playing with his wings. They sometimes even use them as blankets whenever Jesse lets them sleep in his room.

✰ Jesse would sometimes carve little drawings into trees. Besides being able to do pottery, he is an artist.

✰ Jesse’s feathers are definitely soft, especially after he takes a shower and dries himself.

✰ He’ll let you touch his wings but he might start blushing if you end up touching around his marginal covert feathers. He gets caught off-guard by it and he may be a bit ticklish in that region.

✰ The size of Jesse’s wings are large enough to cover up most of his whole body.

✰ His feathers can puff up when he’s in a flustered, alert, or embarrassed state.

✰ If you were to be his soulmate, he finds it adorable when you bury your face in his chest or his wings 😭💕 It makes him feel safe and it urges him to protect you at all costs.

✰ He would sometimes make gifts for you! (Decorated cups, mugs, some of his feathers, etc.)

✰ While he’s alone, he loves singing with other birds.

✰ He has the ability to mimic some bird species, usually by his whistling.

✰ Jesse can also be as extra as Robaire, but only to a degree. He can be neutral about what fits with his style and tries not to do too little or too much.

✰ He loves the rain! If he finds out you also love the rain, he’ll offer you to dance with him 👀 Jesse can dance without the rain but he has a thing for it (unless it’s heavy rain cuz he’ll get fussy)

✰ We all know Jesse smells like literal milk chocolate and wet rocks right? His scent is all over his body, including his feathers. It rarely leaves him.

✰ Speaking of rocks, he has a habit of skipping them in lakes while he’s either bored or watching the view.

Tae Young - White Dove

Personality: Friendly, loyal, empathetic, gentle

Symbolism: Love, peace, freedom, renewal, transformation, hope

Headcanons

✰ Tae Young’s a sweetheart, no exceptions… UNLESS you piss him off; he can spit out a handful. Doves are usually gentle and friendly as they represent a symbol of love, peace, renewal, and spirituality.

✰ This is a bit of an obvious pick since Tae fosters injured doves. But he definitely gets along with them and other birds. He also gets along with other animals 💕

✰ Tae’s whole outfit mainly consists of white and pastel shades of pink.

✰ Similar to Jesse and doves, Tae is also gentle for the most part.

✰ He is usually quiet but doesn’t mind a quick chat with a few people.

✰ As much as he is usually not the type to be aggressive, he can get irritated easily when people test him, including those who treat him like a child.

✰ Definitely an animal guy 🐾 He has the ability to charm other animals. He’s kind of like the Pied Piper of New York who was able to summon raccoons with a flute.

✰ His wings are mostly white but the feather tips are pink!

✰ Some of the feathers on his wings look so fluffy, they almost resemble fur rather than actual feathers.

✰ Tae has a thing for hanging out in trees. One time, he tried rescuing someone’s cat from a tree. It took a few tries but he eventually got in the hang of his own grip.

✰ If you tend to spot him in places like parks, do expect him to sometimes feed birds he comes across.

✰ Just like Jesse, he loves singing with birds alone. He may have a few of them sitting on his shoulders or his head.

✰ Bro somehow manages to be friends with the whole entire forest regardless of how much effort he does.

[He might secretly be Snow White 😳]

✰ Tae can get startled easily; when in this state, his feathers puff up similar to Jesse’s.

✰ He has a thing for lotus flowers! If he manages to give you one, TAKE IT.

✰ Literally the only reasons why he has doves on his head is because 1. His hair is so damn soft and 2. He would occasionally put seeds up there while feeding them.

✰ Similar to Jesse, Tae makes gifts for you! However, he would occasionally send little messages, especially if he’s willing to hang out with you.

Aaron T. - Scarlet Macaw

Personality: Playful, active, outgoing, energetic, affectionate

Symbolism: Power, visibility, good fortune, grace, ease, peace, trust

Headcanons

✰ Aaron T. is an absolute goofball and very extroverted. Scarlet macaws are known to be energetic and can get affectionate when being with loved ones.

✰ Bro’s outfit and wings are FILLED with bright colors. Very colorful and stylish ✨ he’s like a walking rainbow.

✰ It is uncommon for this man to be quiet for at least a day. If you see him being more than quiet than usual, then something is wrong. Unless, he is alone or just bored.

✰ T can be loud at times, but he can pipe down a bit after annoying the shit out of people, especially if he is annoying any of the other band members.

✰ Just like Robaire, he can be a show-off with those bright ass colors on his wings. They pop out a lot better during the day.

✰ He Doesn’t mind getting messy, but still takes care of himself.

✰ Speaking of messy, HE CAN PAINT. I can picture him doing paintings for and with his siblings.

✰ He loves taking people out on flights! Keep in mind, he can and will go fast. That’s his usual speed but T can go slower or faster when asked.

✰ T may go overboard at times while flying but he makes sure anyone he takes out is safe.

[This man is not up for lawsuits or jail time 😭]

✰ I can picture him flying with all of his siblings. Just like Jesse’s kids, they love playing with his wings! Except, they’re a lot more energetic. They would be constantly begging T to fly with him until he accepts it. But trust me, it is rare for him to say no.

✰ He can be a bit of an attention seeker; everyone can be minding their own business and then T would try something like balancing himself on a skateboard with only his hands or try out anything he finds on the internet. He does this publicly, but mostly with the band group because he already knows how his fans behave.

✰ Expect him to be a drama king like Mr. Robaire over here; a drink or something he’s enjoying spills on him or the ground, he’s devastated. He’ll be dead inside.

✰ He sometimes takes his siblings on flights! Not anything too extreme though.

✰ Like Tae, T has a thing for trees. Like he has no problem going up a tall tree and then proceeding to hang upside down or do several positions on the branches.

✰ T can be very impressionable when trolling the fuck out of people. He won’t be saying shit like the n word though because that’s an immediate death wish 💀

[His race isn’t specified but I think him being hispanic works best]

Aaron Z. - Victoria Crowned Pigeon

Personality: Shy, territorial, docile, intelligent

Symbolism: Prosperity, fertility, transformation, peace, faith

Headcanons

[This was a bit of a hard pick since there is not a lot of bird species I could find with the personality that matches him. So to any Aaron Z fans, sorry if you don’t like this bird or if you don’t think it fits him.]

✰ Aaron Z. can be a bit shy and territorial at times, but can still handle socializing with people. Victoria crowned pigeons are usually docile by nature and can be gregarious (sociable).

✰ He has a crown! Each side contains a set of crest feathers.

✰ Z’s outfit is covered in shades of dark blue to purple and hints of burgundy.

✰ His feathers are shiny, especially at night ✨

✰ When they’re soaked, they look even more beautiful. Luckily, the feathers aren’t shiny enough to blind you if he’s ever surrounded by light.

✰ Z would be the type to be annoyed sometimes when Robaire gets extra with his looks, even in situations where it is unnecessary.

✰ HE LETS YOU GIVE HIM HEADPATS 💕 btw, if you ever give him head pats or play with his dreadlocks, he’ll lose his shit (in a good way). Now that’s when you bring out the sweet side of him. He’s almost like a cat because don’t get me started on the kind of noises he makes 😭

✰ The tips of Z’s dreadlocks are dyed white and purple to match his feathers.

✰ I can see Z and Robaire combining their feathers and swapping their outfits. They’re both similar but Robaire shows a little more skin than Z.

✰ Similar to Robaire, Z is also a charmer.

✰ His voice; borderline, ANGELIC. I can see him doing a little serenade with you, kind of like that one scene from The Book Of Life

✰ He definitely takes care of his own feathers [All of the members do usually take care of their feathers]

[ekafics]

THE WAVERING HEART

wanderer x reader x lyney

a thing i made for my communication class but why not post it? >:3

royalty au ; sfw [ i named scara kazeshi here >< ]

In a faraway kingdom, lived a young princess named [ y/n ]. A beauty in both mind and body, she was known far and wide for her kindness, charm, and intellect. Princess [ y/n ] possessed all great qualities for a queen and is destined to one day take her father's place on the throne. But there was a catch, [ y/n ] was still single. She needed a king to wed, to rule by her side and stand with her as she led the kingdom.

Does the princess not have anyone she fancies? Oh, that is very far off as the beautiful maiden finds herself in a position of great conflict— her affections have been drawn towards not one.. but two gentlemen!

Her heart is torn, her mind is at odds. She yearns for one man, yet her heart also beats for the other. Indeed, it is a situation that has left her in much distress. To add insult to injury, none of the two men who caught her interest met her family's strict expectations. One was a great and beloved magician, while the other was a wise wanderer. Princesses could only wed a prince or someone of noble descent.

[ y/n ]'s thoughts raced as she tossed and turned in bed, unable to fall asleep. Sighing, she sat up and rubbed her weary eyes. Her gaze fell on the window as the night sky was illuminated by a sparkling display of stars and a shining full moon. She lit her bedside candle and as the flame gave light to her room, her eyes landed on the beautiful vase containing a bundle of rainbow roses. Her cheeks reddened, recalling the giver of the gift— the one and only magician, Lyney.

The princess got up and walked towards the pretty flowers. Her eyes softened as she recalled the first time she had met the charming magician.

"How fortunate am I to have encountered such a remarkable flower out here in these meadowlands?"

Startled by the sound of the sudden voice, Princess [ y/n ] abruptly stood up from the bench and turned to face the mystery man. She swiftly brushed away tears and straightened her dress before meeting the kind gaze of the stranger. The stranger looked at her with awe, noticing her damp cheeks. Princess [ y/n ] lowered head trying to hide her face as the figure got closer to her.

The stranger was now mere inches from her, his stylish attire immediately capturing her attention. A top hat and an outfit adorned with intricate details, exaggerated his magician persona. However, it was the vibrant lavender of his eyes that held her gaze the most.

Before she even had time to react, the stranger's hands formed into a snapping gesture and a beautiful rose materialized between his fingers.The princess' eyes widened in surprise, her breath caught in her throat as she gazed at the beautiful flower. She was unsure whether to accept it or not. Sensing her hesitance, the stranger chuckled and gently took hold of her delicate hands.

"For you, mon cheri." The princess’ cheeks flushed but still managed to stammer a faint ‘thank you..’

"I am Lyney, Lyney the magician. It is truly a pleasure to meet you. I must say, you are even more beautiful up close.” He said, "Though I did not expect to meet you here outside all alone, especially since there's a banquet open to everyone hosted by the king.”

The princess fidgeted nervously with the rose's stem trying to think of a response. But her head was swimming with thoughts, and her heart was racing with excitement. Though the once sorrowful expression plastered on her face had disappeared the moment the magician appeared.

"Ah, I’m not a big fan… of big gatherings.." Princess [ y/n ] murmured softly and lowered herself onto the bench with a sigh. “My father is also trying to find me a suitable husband now that I am 21..” As she sat, Lyney took the moment to slide in beside her, sensing her unease.

"Would you allow me to stay here with you until you feel ready to return, my princess?" Lyney asked, his voice gentle. At his question, the princess' face lit up with enthusiasm and she eagerly nodded, getting closer to the magician. Lyney chuckled, finding himself flustered at their proximity.

"So, you're a magician, Mr. Lyney? I have never seen a magic show before." She sulked at the thought, remembering back when she was a kid how she saw a magic show poster and begged her father to take her, only to be turned away. “In fact, I don’t think he’d ever allowed me to go out and do fun stuff..”

Lyney's expression softened as he heard the princess' story, feeling a pang of sadness for her experiences. Seeing the frown on her face just breaks the magician’s heart, he was determined to give her the happiness she deserves.

"You don't have to wait for any show, my dearest princess." Lyney said, his tone low and husky. He took a deck of cards out of his jacket and began shuffling them in his hands.

He looked up at her, a small smile playing on his lips. “I’ll give you one. Right here, right now, I am the great magician Lyney after all!”

Princess [ y/n ]'s eyes widened in excitement at the idea, and she leaned in, her cheeks flushing with anticipation. Lyney was going to put on a magic show just for her. She couldn't believe how lucky she was to have met him, and her heart was racing with the thought of what magic tricks he might pull out of thin air. She sat, eager and ready, waiting for him to begin.

“Your own private and exclusive magic show, my princess.”

Ever since that day, the magician and the princes would see each other at least once a week in the meadow. They would stroll and admire the breathtaking flowers that surrounded them. Laughter was always shared in every circumstance they encountered. Every time they had to part ways, Lyney made sure to give the princess a rose as a symbol of his affection and love for her. The princess always blushed and smiled at this sweet gesture, unable to hold back her feelings for him.

The princess' eyes lingered on the precious flowers from Lyney, her fingers caressing the vibrant petals of the beautiful roses, she made sure to preserve them long and take good care of them. Not long afterwards, her gaze landed on an equally sentimental object - a finely crafted doll. The princess giggled and recalled the memories of the day when a certain wanderer had presented it to her.

Holding the doll close to her heart. Despite its small size, it felt as if it captured the warmth and affection of a certain wanderer in its soft embrace. A sense of nostalgia washed over her as she reminisced on that fateful day they had met.

“Princesses are supposed to have knights accompanying them.”

A voice said, making the 15-year-old Princess [ y/n ] look up from her crouching position to see a boy close to her age staring down at her. His indigo eyes put the rarest amethyst gems to shame. He had a palette of blue and white mixed together, a striking similarity to the blue sky. She sniffled and wiped away the tears that had fallen from her eyes, suddenly hearing her empty stomach rumble.

“I… I was following a rabbit but I didn’t think I’d end up this far from my kingdom..” She stammered, her voice hoarse from crying. “You can’t blame me! Everything looks the same out here in the forest… anyone would be confused and lost.”

The boy sighed and slightly rolled his eyes, but his hands quickly reached out to help her up. “I can accompany you back, but it might take a while.” Princess [ y/n ] let out a breath of relief as she grabbed the boy’s hand and let him help her to her feet.

“I’m Princess [ y/n ]! Delighted to meet you!” She curtsied, trying her best to appear royal even in her sorry state.

The boy chuckled and shook his head. “Yeah, yeah. I know who you are.” He said, waving a hand dismissively. “Let’s get going.”

“May I have your name?”

“…. No..”

Princess [ y/n ]’s heart sank at his dismissive attitude. The boy next to her had the audacity not to introduce himself, and she couldn’t understand why. She had always been surrounded by people who treated her with utmost respect and this boy’s attitude made her feel like she was nothing more than a pest to him. She stopped walking and started to sulk, feeling more tears well up.

The boy noticed the princess wasn’t beside him already. He looked back and saw her with crossed arms and furrowed eyebrows. He groaned, wondering if all princesses were this stubborn. Why did his name matter to her anyway?

“It’s Kazeshi. Are you happy now?”

The princess clapped her hands in victory as she was able to get the boy’s name. She gave him a grin and started walking besides him again, feeling proud of herself. Kazeshi let out a defeated sigh.

"Do you think my father has forgotten about me? Or worse... abandoned me?" She asked the boy beside her. He sighed, pinched the bridge of his nose, and replied, "No. I don't think so. I'm pretty sure they've started a search group already. Like you said, this forest is pretty big." Kazeshi pulled out a snack from his travel bag and handed it to the princess. "Here, eat these for now."

Princess [ y/n ]'s worried expression changed to relief as the boy's words registered in her mind. She was grateful for the Kazeshi’s help and kindness, even though he seemed a bit harsh at first. She gave him a thankful smile and ate the snack from his travel bag. Throughout their walk, Princess [ y/n ] could only think about how lucky she was to find the boy in the forest.

The duo had finally reached the entrance of the kingdom, having taken almost a day and a half to return. Princess [ y/n ] greeted her fellow subjects, relieved to be back in her home. She turned to face Kazeshi and gave him a grateful hug. Kazeshi returned the gesture, feeling awkward as he tried to navigate the moment.

"Thank you, Kazeshi! I will speak to my father and let him know about your help. I'm sure he'll reward you for getting me back home safely!" Princess [ y/n ] said excitedly. She held onto Kazeshi's hand and led him towards her home, the royal castle.

Kazeshi’s cheeks slightly tingled as she felt [ y/n ]’s soft and warm hands grab his, though he quickly dismissed the feeling. “There’s no need, I’ll be on my way soon. I am a wanderer afterall”

Princess [ y/n ] stopped her tracks at Kazeshi's words, her expression changed to one of confusion followed by sadness. "Wait.. you're leaving?" She asked, a frown forming on her face.

Kazeshi tried to say something, but his words caught in his throat. He had no idea why he felt a pang of sadness in his chest when he saw the sad look on Princess [ y/n ]'s face. They had only known each other for a day, and yet, he couldn't help but feel a sense of attachment to the princess. He hates to admit it but he enjoyed every bit of their journey together and he loved her company.

"Well...this is very upsetting but—"

"I'll visit." He cut her off, surprising himself with his own words. The princess' eyes widened in surprise as she tilted her head, unsure of what to make of his statement.

"'I... I'II visit you often," Kazeshi continued, feeling a sense of nervousness wash over him. "If you'd let me of course.”

The princess smiled, the biggest she had ever smiled. She let go of his hand and gave him a tight hug, her laughter filling the air. "Of course I'll let you visit often!" She exclaimed, delight etched onto her face.

"You'd better!" She added as a playful threat, her eyes twinkling with joy.

As promised, Kazeshi frequently visited the princess and together they walked around the kingdom, explored new places, tried new experiences. The princess always looked forward to their outings, and she even started sneaking out of the kingdom to accompany Kazeshi on his short travels. After these said travels, Kazeshi would always bring her back home safe and sound.

Years went by and the princess celebrated her 18th birthday. Kazeshi presented her a doll that had an uncanny resemblance to him, made with love and dedication. The doll had all of Kazeshi's features, from his purple hair down to the colors of his clothes. It was like she had a mini version of the wanderer beside her, and she found herself looking at it with admiration and affection.

“Aww this is so cute! It’s like a mini you!” Princess [ y/n ] giggled. She held the doll up and spun it around holding its small arms with her fingers. She hugged the doll tight against her chest, feeling a warmth that she never felt before.

As the princess spun the doll around, Kazeshi couldn't help but admire her figure. The gown she was wearing hugged her body nicely, accentuating her curves and her hair was styled perfectly to accentuate her features. Kazeshi coughed and turned his gaze to the side, a bright pink dusting his cheeks as he caught himself staring at the princess.

“I’m glad you like—“

“Like it? I LOVE IT!”

His face softened hearing that she loved his humble gift, and the fact that it was made entirely with love and crafted with his own hands added an extra layer of sweetness to the moment. He was pleased to see the princess excited and happy but he knew that their evening would soon come to an end. He took a moment to gather his thoughts, trying to find the right words to tell her the news. "I don't want to ruin your special night princess, but…”

The atmosphere suddenly changed as the princess clutched at the doll. “But…?”

"But I have been given a duty. Something that might disrupt our time seeing each other. I won't be totally gone, but I don't know when I'll be able to visit or stay with you again."

The princess’ mood shifted to a more bright emotion as she dismissed the now young man’s words. “Oh I don’t mind! The longest time you didn’t visit was like what? A month? I’m sure I can wait for 2 or even 3 months!”

Kazeshi’s breath hitched, feeling bittersweet from the princess’ enthusiasm. “This.. might even take me years.”

Princess [ y/n ]’s optimistic demeanor changed in an instant as she heard Kazeshi's words. “Y-years? Oh.”

Kazeshi let out a heavy sigh as he took a step closer to Princess [ y/n ]. He gently placed his hand on her wrist and pulled her closer to him. "Please don't be sad, I'll come back." Kazeshi said softly. "I always do, don't I?"

Princess [ y/n ] frowned, feeling Kazeshi wrap his hands around her body and a hand resting on the back of her head. She sighed, realizing that she was being childish. She knew that they weren't kids anymore, and this wasn't worth crying over. Or was it?

"I just never realized how much your presence meant to me until now." He had been a loyal friend and companion, and she couldn't imagine her life without him. [ y/n ] felt the warmth of Kazeshi's body against hers, and for a moment, she forgot about the impending reality.

Though, the thought of Kazeshi leaving her for a period of time stung a little. It was then she realized that she was just Kazeshi's dear friend— nothing more. Who was she to stop him?

Princess [ y/n ] clutched the doll tightly to her chest, feeling a sense of comfort wash over her. She missed Kazeshi's visits, it felt like an eternity since she last saw him. She couldn't help but wonder about their future. Where was he? When would he return? She didn't know since Kazeshi never mentioned anything to her but she hoped it would be soon.

Still, even if she longed for Kazeshi she couldn't deny the fact that Lyney had also captured her heart. His charms, his skills, and his kind nature were all traits she held in high regard. As she sat on her bed, lost in thought, a knock on the door interrupted her reverie. It was her personal maid, Melissa, who entered the room with a lamp and a tray of snacks. “I knew it, you’re up thinking about those two again huh?”

“Oh Melissa! What shall I do?” Princess [ y/n ]’s voice boomed as she laid her head on the maid’s lap. Melissa sweatdropped as she tried comforting the young lady. “Ah well, my mother always said that when you are torn between two men, you should choose the second one.” Princess [ y/n ] sat up and looked at Melissa with a puzzled look. “Why so?”

“If you truly loved the first man, your heart would never fall for the second one.”

END.

what you guys think!! feel free to comment! plus my requests are open but it might take a while for me to make them ><

stay safe, love you all !

[onichuuya-yokai]

𝓑𝓼𝓭 𝓜𝓪𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻𝓵𝓲𝓼𝓽 - 𝓐𝓾'𝓼 𝓪𝓷𝓭 𝓞𝓬'𝓼

comment/ send an ask if you have anymore I need to add!

this masterlist is broken up because of errors with all of the @'s I had

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Yokai au:

@kitsune-dazai

Fem au:

@osamudazaiisawoman

@female-mackerel-in-decline

@nakahara-fem

@femzaimybeloved

@dazais-biggest-hater

@fem-ranpo

@fem-poe

Red heart au:

@askredheartau

@diamondzai

@nakaharaspade

Musician au:

@rocker-chuuya

@haitoku-no-kodou

Vampire au:

@sweet-belladonna

@blood-soaked-amaryllis

@bandagesandblood

@vampiric-blood

PM au:

@deducemycrimes

Ability swap au:

@corrupted-bandages

Royalty au:

@royalbandages

Pre-canon au:

@arahabakiis

Preschool au:

@the-biggest-odasaku-man-fan

@bungo-preschool

Child au:

@babybyakko

@the-tiniest-of-tiny-famers

Cats/animals au:

@catzai-osameow

@chuunya-nyakahara

Younger au:

@escaped-clown

@little-matchless-poet

@littlerashoumon

@littleginaku

@tinychibichuuya

Ada au:

@justsigma-bsd

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Osamu Dazai - @yearningfortheend

Chuuya Nakahara - @snowydusk

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Yooko Ota - @yookoota

Otono Kalma - @rewriting-fate

Sakoto - @crabisnasty1234

Victor Hugo - @the-wretched-informant

Sato Nori - @echoesofyourvoice

Collette Èpine - @colettescorner

Ritsu Sato - @angels-trump3t

Claeg - @thescythe-pm

Paisley @paisleylovesdogs

Jester - @jester-darling

Azoi Pytka - @lycheesgowoooo

Bella Heinbeik - @azoiandbella

Lyna Actunotis - @moongrapeseed

Cherry Mon Belante - @drowiningcherryseed

Kinoko Helsinki - @kikisshrooms

[fancyfeathers]

Society of Protection (Yandere Bungo Stray Dogs x reader x original characters) (normalized yandere au)

Chapter Seventeen

Priceless Tears

Prologue and oc intro

Chapter one

Chapter two

Chapter three

Chapter four

Chapter five

Chapter six

Chapter seven, part one

Chapter seven, part two

Chapter eight

Chapter nine

Chapter ten

Chapter eleven

Chapter twelve

Chapter thirteen

Chapter fourteen

Chapter fifteen

Chapter sixteen

The days have passed since your meeting with the Port Mafia and more preparations for the charity ball have been made. You watched as the other society members made their preparations, Emma and Dr. Stevenson making appointments for the three of you for hair and makeup before the ball, many of the society members have called seamstresses and tailors to get fitted for their dresses and suits. You on the other hand haven’t had much time for fittings, you  have been trying to uncover the secrets of your father’s estate and clean up the place a bit. Most of it was unimportant now, old cases and evidence from when he worked here in Yokohama for awhile, but that itself was a question. Why Yokohama?

But now your time in the dusty old house was truly biting you in the ass, the ball was in two days and you still had no dress. So now here you are, scurrying to get your coat and gloves on and get out the door while you’re chauffeur to bring the car out front, the main entrance of the apartment building. Right as you stepped out the door you turned your head to see Gaston talking to another man in a hushed tone. The man he was talking to was handsome to say the least, porcelain like skin with the slightest hint of freckles that may be more prominent in the summertime, blond fluffy hair, neatly cut, bright blue eyes, and dressed in elegant clothes fitting that of royalty with an stunning and most likely expensive blue coat to match his eyes over it all. Was this the man Gaston had told you about the other day, the one who could combat Fyodor’s ability?

To your embarrassment you’re staring at the new man did not go unnoticed. Both Gaston and the man looked up to you, Gaston with a smile and the blond with a look of curiosity, almost child like curiosity. Gaston walked over to you, leaning over and kissing your cheek like he does with his friends, society members, as a greeting. “Ahh mon ange, pardon our seemingly secret conversation, we had just arrived from the airport.” Gaston steps aside so you can get a clear look at the new man infront of you, a gentle smile on his face. “(Name) this is Leo Tolstoy, an old friend of mine. Don’t worry he is a member of the society. He just arrived from Moscow an hour ago.”

The man now known as Leo nodded, almost gracefully, placing a hand over his heart and giving a slight bow. “It is a pleasure to meet you, my lady. I hope we are able to work together well.”

He voice was euphonic, gentle, and almost ethereal, but retained a strong Russian accent, it was like Fyodor but not at the same time, Fyodor’s was scheming and calculating, nothing like Leo’s voice. You nodded and smiled, automatically letting down your guard around him. “I hope we do as well, but I should say my ability isn’t suited for combat like many others here like Dr. Stevenson and William Shakespeare.”

“Not a problem at all my lady, for mine is not either despite what the name of it may say, War and Peace. It much more says to the idea that after war comes peace.” He spoke with a smile, a light laugh coming from his throat, that even sounded elegant. “I am sure with our certain circumstances you will be able to see it in action.”

You two stared at each other for a moment longer, his blue eyes almost trying to read you, seeing what you are about. Gaston’s voice then both cut you out of your thoughts, or lack of there of for you. “Now then, I am sure (Name) has things to attend to and so do we.”

“What are you two going off to?” You questioned, your voice brimming with curiosity. The two men looked at each other with looks you couldn’t quite place, concern perhaps.

“Well that’s just it, we don’t exactly know.” Gaston answered, the composer sounding unsure for once. “The Port Mafia reached out to me last night on one of my walks, by reached out I mean grabbed me and dragged me into an ally with a knife at my neck and told me this. Apparently one of their executives went dark last night, no words, nothing from him at all. This was the same one who had Fyodor caught by that bounty hunter…”

Oh no

“…Due to my history with Fyodor they asked me to look into it, and given Leo’s ability I’m bringing him along, if it’s not already too late.”

Your heart sank at Gaston’s explanation. You knew with whatever this was that it was not good news at all, you could only hope that the Society gets put in more danger from his. Leo saw the worried expression on your face and gave you a smile, setting his hand on your shoulder. “Do not worry самый дорогой, hopefully it is nothing and if it is something we have my ability.”

“We can only hope.” You replied, half whispering. Your mind was off elsewhere, back at Mukurotoride, the way Fyodor touched you, spoke to you, handled you. He may have not done anything inappropriate to you or Gaston, but it was horrifying none the less. You quickly shook that thought away, slipping your gloves on getting ready to leave out into the city streets. “I-I should go, my car is probably waiting for me. I’ll see you all later tonight… stay safe, please.”

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You set out into the city, going to the higher end of the city where you are more likely to come across a dress that would suit the occasion. You went from shop to shop, but finding nothing. You didn’t want to bother Dr. Stevenson or Emma with such a thing due to your ill planning. It felt like you were dragging your feet and going no where. You were walking back to the car after another failed attempt at a shop for looking for a dress when you felt your phone ring in your pocket. You checked it and say it was Dr. Stevenson, you answered and you heard her voice, tired from the day so far, you believed she had a meeting this morning with her official office back in Europe. “(Name)? Are you there?”

“Yes Dr. Stevenson.” You replied as you stopped to talk, leaning against the exterior of a building near the corner that led into an alleyway. “I’m just out looking for a dress for the ball, I have been so busy lately that I haven’t had a chance to go looking for one.”

You could hear a loud sigh from her on the other end of the phone. “You could have asked me or Emma for help, or even looked in Miss Jane’s closet, she would lend you anything without a second thought. Didn’t she tell you what mine is yours? She meant that fully.”

You were taken aback by her sudden comment, borrow something of Miss Jane’s? You couldn’t even ask her, she was god knows where. “W-well I didn’t think about that, what should I do now?”

“Just come back here, we’ll get you sorted out.” She replied, you could hear the clicking of heels in the background, she probably was just getting back to the apartment building now. “Have you even checked your closet first? I’m sure Miss Jane had something made for you when you first joined.”

“…N-no…” 

“(Name), what am I going to do with you?” The doctor spoke with a laugh, clearly not seriously scolding you. “Any way, I’ll have some tea made and we can figure dresses over tea and lunch.”

“Thank you, I’ll be heading back- wha- mmmh!” You were cut off by a hand being slapped over your mouth and an arm wrapping around your neck and dragging you back into the alleyway behind you. You had dropped your phone and you could hear the doctor’s panicked voice distantly over the line. 

You could barely process anything between your heart pounding in your ears and the lack of oxygen in your lungs from the hand on your mouth and the arm on your neck. You kicked and tried to bite the attacker’s hand , trying to get away, but you couldn’t, they were far stronger compared to you. In your struggle you could feel your kidnapper use their hand of their arm that was wrapped around your neck to grab the wrist of one of your flailing arms and you would feel the wrist and and a pop, you wanted to scream.

Your vision was starting to go black from the lack of oxygen, you felt your body being tossed in the back of a truck, human trafficking you could guess, it was fairly common in a port city like this. You laid there, hoping the society members would find you and mentally cursing yourself for not watching your surroundings. The last thing you could process was the light fading as your kidnapper went to close the door of the shipping truck, then the sound of yelling, silence, then light again as the door to the truck opened and a figure dressed in red approached you, and then your vision faded to nothingness.

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You awoke with a pounding in your head, it was awful. You opened your eyes to see white, your vision focused and you saw that you were in a hospital room. Your wrist felt numb and your lungs, heavy. Before your body could adjust to your new surroundings you could hear a voice from next to you. “Oh you’re awake.”

You glanced over to see a man, red military uniform that included a hat, cape, and… sword? Yes a sword. Your eyes drifted up to his face, fair skin, a smile, and white hair with red tips… the same man who saved you from the car crash a few days prior, just dressed differently. “I-It’s you… from the other day.”

Your throat felt terribly dry, you didn’t know how long you were out. You watched as the man stood up and took a water bottle from the side table and helped you drink. “The doctors say your windpipe is damaged and your left wrist was dislocated, you should be released in a few hours on the other hand.” He set the water bottle on the side table again, but not sitting down again. A sigh escaped his lips and a thin smile formed in his lips. “Funny how I ended up saving you again, only now I was on duty.”

“On duty? Who exactly are you?”

“Oh did I not introduce myself last we met?” You shook your head to his question. “Well then my name is Saigiku Jouno, I am a member of the military police unit known as the Hunting Dogs.”

Your mind raced back to the restaurant and your conversation with Emma

“There is one issue, and I wish to say this was a small problem but I’m reality this is the danger of the situation. How familiar are you with the Hunting Dogs? They’re a part of the Military Police.”

“Not much I’m afraid, but I would guess they’re not the people you want to get involved with.”

“That would be correct. They are an official special military division tasked by the government to hunt down and capture ability users with powerful dangerous abilities when they begin abusing them and using them for criminal or terrorist actions, making them one of the most powerful military units available to the government. I’ve been told by a friend of the Society’s in the government, Mr. Tonan, I trust you’re familiar, that the Society hasn’t gone unnoticed by them, especially after recent events. Both myself and Dr. Stevenson think they may show up to such a public event that the Society would be hosting.”

You could feel your heart racing in your chest, this man was a hunting dog, and you for a lack of a better word are apart of an illegal organization. Then it hit you, he could hear your heart beat and your breathing. You quickly snapped yourself out of your thoughts, trying to find something to use an excuse for your fast heartbeat, the shock of everything, yes that’s a good excuse. “Are you alright? Your heart rate and breathing have speed up after I mentioned that.”

“W-what? S-sorry, I-I’m just in shock of everything…” You made yourself pause and stutter on your words. “W-what exactly happened?”

“I see, well you were a victim of an attempted kidnapping by a human trafficking ring. I was sent out to stop them and I encountered them when I heard your muffled screams, struggled breathing, and sped up heart rate. You led me right to them, Miss (Name).” Your eyes widened in horror, you never told him your name. You watched as he reached into his pocket and pulled out your phone, the same one you had dropped on the ground. “You know I would be mad at you for lying to me me but it is only a half lie you told, you are in shock of what’s happened but you know that I know that you are a member of the Society of Protection, an illegal organization.”

Your heart sank and you looked away, half expecting for him to tell you that you’re under arrest… but he didn’t. You saw the smile come across his face as he spoke, almost unfitting the situation…

“I’m not going to hurt you. I just want to ask a few questions…”

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reader status- injured, will not be able to use weapons such as handguns and knives

[hanggarae]

★ ★ SEVENTEEN MASTERLIST

full length fics!

i want to spend this whole night with you

doctor!seungcheol x reader 4.3k words, fluff, minor angst, some jealousy, reader has a broken ankle

now i’m next to you

florist!jeonghan x f!surgeon!reader, 5.3k words fluff, angst, reader’s family sucks, hurt/comfort, slow burn (?), mentions of surgery obviously, a little suggestive right at the end

don’t look for me anymore

9.2k words yoon jeonghan x f!reader, harry potter au, lovers to enemies to strangers to friends to lovers (😭), angst, fluff, kind of dialogue heavy, misunderstandings

when you spoke to me

doctor!joshua x f!reader 4.1k words, readers ex keeps texting her to take him back, fake dating au, fluff, angst, one sided love (?)

take you by the hand

2.8k words, princess!reader, knight!dk, reader is soonyoung’s brother, established (secret) relationship, fluff, humour

time i asked you to be mine

1.9k words, sort’ve enemies to lovers, reader and minghao are stubborn, fluff, angst

maybe we can try if you let me

6.6k words, angst fluff hurt comfort pining jealousy royalty au prince! mingyu f!noble!reader one sided love, mentions of infidelity/cheating but neither mingyu nor reader cheat

drabbles!

12:13 (scoups x reader)

happy birthday seungcheol

fast pace (scoups x reader)

mon ange (jeonghan x reader)

jeonghan adoring your guys’ daughter

distracting (jeonghan x reader)

happy birthday jeonghan

clingy ! (joshua x reader)

here for you (joshua x reader)

happy birthday (wonwoo x reader)

stop working! (mingyu x reader)

russian roulette (mingyu x reader)

hold on tight (dino x reader)

movie night (vernon x reader)

smau’s !

get me outta here !! (smau series completed)

mingyu x f!reader smau

💬💭🗯️ THOUGHTS ???

ot13 one shot smau’s

too real to call it magic (hp!au collab masterlist w @kwantaro)

[purrpickle]

Here, have some more Royalty AU!Mon headcanons and thought dumps!

...Followed by another fanfic scene drop under the read more because of course. (...Can't really call it a ficlet anymore with the combined writing I've done so far.)

(Again, I can't post links without tumblr eating this, but you can search Royalty AU!Mon on my blog and find the other parts of this 'verse if you want context.)

First, more guest ideas that I agree with completely from @kiarcheo that I will incorporate into the 'verse. Thank you!

Now mine because of course I couldn't stop thinking about it either. These jump around a bit as they are highly indulgent of how my brain works.

While Mon has access to quite a bit of money, she's been living without it for years, held in an account that she can only get into for emergencies, probably needing to go through her father until she reaches a certain age (I'm thinking 25?). This was on purpose, and something Mon grew up with, so her feelings of being a sugar baby and being unable to get Sam a birthday present are real. It's only when she's in England and attending to her duties that she has money to spend because she pretty much has to to be presentable. So that scene in Ep 5 where she left the party because she felt so inferior is real. She's never had that kind of money in Thailand, so for her, that inability to provide for Sam like she thinks she should is her truth.

Mon's social media accounts are pretty well managed, due to Mon having to submit her posts to her father's own social media management team first (one of the things he asked her to do when she started getting into Facebook and Instagram and Twitter, etc.). Mon doesn't mind, really, knowing the probability of her accounts getting recognized because of something she accidentally posts or something that wouldn't be good to be blasted on news outlets years later goes down. Besides, when she turned 16, she negotiated to be the only one capable of signing in to her accounts for personal privacy sake, so none of Sam's 'Wanna suck mouth' or 'Bragging. I. Did. It. With Mon' gets seen by anyone other than her (or the friend group), anyway. It's practically second nature now, sending off her ideas, especially when she gets a response pretty quickly, but there are times where she wishes she could post that pic or this TikTok, except it makes her much too recognizable or not presentable.

The only picture she's managed to get approved of her and Sam is one where Mon's slightly behind her, her laughing face pressed against the side of her shoulder as Sam gives an unamused glare at Tee behind the camera. Mon hadn't really tried to submit too many, even though she wanted to celebrate her lover, because not only did Sam not really care for putting her own picture up online (versus the staged ones Tee, Kade, and Jim did), but Sam was recognizable herself, and potential diplomatic fallout was always a real worry as well. Instead, all her other pics are safely stored on her phone and backed up.

(Ironically, knowing that her own social media accounts were tempered and not a truly full illustration of who she was, Mon had still genuinely believed Sam's were because they matched up so perfectly with the teenager she had known and idolized.)

Speaking of photos, Mon knows she can't do anything about Tee, Kade, Jim, or Yuki (or sometimes Nop or her coworkers) taking pictures of her and posting them themselves, but she's managed to make it clear to all of them what kind of photos she doesn't want them to put up, and by and large her combination of earnest puppy dog eyes and firm requests pulling on their better natures (hah!) does the trick. Of course a few slip through and all Mon can do is hope they get buried and never see the light of day. (I'll let you use your imagination what those could be.)

Mon had wondered if Kade had recognized her when they first met, having known the actor had spent time in Europe, but what she didn't say during the interrogation had told her she hadn't. Which is nice. Kade is a dramatic sweetheart, and aside from telling everyone when she saw her and Sam kissing, she's been a very good friend. Mon had even mused to herself that if her secret ever got out, Kade would probably be the one who would understand it the most due to her lakorn work.

Mon always has to have her phone near in case it's a message or alert from her father or to her in capacity of a member of her royal family. She's so used to checking each alert or vibration as soon as they sound that it doesn't matter where she is or what she's doing. Very rarely does she turn her phone onto Do Not Disturb, but she has the important numbers set to ring anyway. She knows Sam thinks it's because of her being part of Gen Z, and to be honest, Mon plays it up a little. She has to when she does things like:

A vibration, and she's pulling her phone up in the middle of a presentation she's giving about Diversity Pop. A ding! and she's pulling back from Sam's arms to reach over to the bedside table to check Facebook. A ring, and she's excusing herself from the meeting between her, Sam, Kirk, and Noi to discuss her coming back to Diversity, reappearing twenty minutes later with a tight stressed look on her face that only changes into a new tight stressed look when she's informing Sam later that night that she has to fly to England the next day to take care of some things with her father.

*

((Under here is where the continuing fic is. Again, kinda rough because I'm trying to not let myself get too obsessed with making it perfect with these exploratory scenes.))

*

Sam stood up, crossing her arms as she turned to stare at Mon still sitting on the couch. "I thought you weren't going to England."

Mon looked up at her. "I'm not moving there, Lady Sam."

"Then why are you going?"

It was Sam's churlish tone, a step away from becoming angry as she obviously fought to keep from being accusatory, and Mon sighed, nodding. Leaning forward to reach out and slide her hand down Sam's rigid arm, she gently tugged her a little closer so she could use her in suggestion of needing to pull on her to stand up, Sam stubbornly lightly swaying with the motion as if in protest.

Once she was on her feet, Mon managed a smile at Sam, stroking her hands up to wrap around her tensed upper arms. "Lady Sam," she started gently, meeting her gaze, trying to put as much reassurance into her voice and expression as she could, "When I made plans to move there, my father set some things in motion for me and I need to visit him to help him undo them."

"Like what?" It was immediate. Petulant.

"I need to sign some documents, talk in person with a few people..." Studying Sam to make sure she was listening to her, Mon softened her voice even more. She knew Sam was struggling not to panic or jump to conclusions, but Mon needed to do this; needed to meet in person to explain why she wasn't fully assuming her royal status just yet like she had said she was. "My father really stuck his neck out for me, and I want to see him. Help in any way I can." Gently pulling on Sam's still crossed arms until she disentangled them to allow her to take her hands in hers, Mon squeezed them. "Even though I don't regret staying, I feel guilty. ...I have to make things right."

As much as Sam didn't want her to go, Mon didn't want to go either. Aside from seeing her father, there was nothing else in England that made her want to pull away from the lover she had just gotten back, and it hurt to think about being away from her at all. She had focused so intently on England in the past few months, even before deciding to move back, and part of her was just as afraid that if she left to go there, she would be never coming back.

Sam inhaled sharply, looking away. Her body still incredibly tense, she closed her eyes, squeezing them shut for a few moments before turning back. She stared at Mon. "And you're not staying there?"

Mon's heart cracked. She shook her head. "No, Lady Sam." She was going to do everything to make sure she came back. Leaning forward, she closed distance between them with a smile, Sam's gaze automatically dropping to flicker along her lips like they always did even if that was the furthest thing from her mind. "It should only be for a few days. A week at most." Pressing a kiss to the corner of Sam's mouth, Mon straightened back up. She wiggled Sam's hands in hers. "Once everything's settled, I'll be on the very next flight home." Mon knew she sounded more confident than she felt, and she gave Sam another smile. "I promise."

Sam looked at her intently, eyes darkening as she studied Mon's.

Mon gazed back up at her.

Please don't please don't please don't -

Sam did. She lifted her head. "No. I'm going with you."

Even though she had worried about Sam deciding that, Mon flinched, hoping she had misheard her. "What?"

Sam nodded firmly, her normal brash assertiveness suddenly filling her up again. She took over the handhold, fingers wrapping around Mon's slackened grip, tightening as she nodded again. "Yes! That's it. I'm going with you. We'll be together, and then we can even make a trip of it. Since you're already going to be flying, it will be perfect." She sounded excited, assured, certain that would solve the issues as her expression brightened.

No. No no no. Mon stared up at her in alarm. "You can't do that, Lady Sam."

Sam stopped, frowning at Mon. Her brow furrowed. "Why not?" This time, it was a little accusatory.

Mon drew in a breath. "Lady Grandmother still needs your help. I can't forgive myself if I take you away from her."

Blinking as if she hadn't thought about that, Sam dropped Mon's hands, and Mon curled them together in front of herself.

She continued. "And so does Diversity, with Yha and Chin and then myself coming back. The office needs you to keep everything running."

*

[[Fast forward to where Sam and Mon are sitting on the couch again after Sam argues that she doesn't need to stay while Mon sticks to convincing her she does need to stay, because I couldn't find the words and moved on]]

*

"I don't want you to go."

Mon knew it wasn't an order or request. It was a statement, Sam openly showing her her distress, trusting her with how she felt. Trusting her to be able to understand her.

"I just got you back. I don't want to lose you." Sam exhaled thickly, looking up to blink back tears before meeting Mon's gaze again. "Mon... Not again."

Reaching up, cupping Sam's face, Mon swallowed as tears gathered in her own eyes, her thumbs stroking along Sam's cheeks. "I know. If I could push it back any later, I would. We haven't had a lot of time together again, yet." She shook her head, sniffing. "But this is time sensitive. I have to go." Pulling Sam's unresisting head forward to press a soft, slow kiss to her lips, Sam kissing her back, Mon gave Sam the best smile she could muster before moving back in to kiss her again. "I'm not leaving you, Lady Sam." She stroked her fingers through Sam's hair, then dropped them to rest on her shoulders, Sam inhaling jerkily as she suddenly moved forward onto her lap, straddling her. Sliding her arms around Sam's shoulders and shivering as Sam's hands wrapped around her hips in turn, Mon leaned in to kiss her again. It was deeper, longer, Mon trying to press all her affection and love and feelings into it.

When Mon pulled back, Sam swallowed, expression disgruntled even as her hands slid along Mon's back, arms circling around her to pull her closer. "Mon. I know you're trying to distract me."

Mon gave her a small grin. "Is it working?" When Sam only sharpened her look at her, Mon sighed, nodding, and shifted to rest her chin on Sam's shoulder.

Going along with changing their embrace into a hug, Sam lay her head on Mon's.

Mon sat there, breathing against Sam, letting herself just be with her, something that still felt new again and special, something to hold onto with both hands in case this was just a temporary dream.

Finally, Sam swallowed, turning her chin to press a kiss into Mon's hair, her arms tightening momentarily around her. "You understood when I needed to go to Grandmother," she began, voice starting and stopping as if she was still gathering her thoughts as she spoke, "So it's only fair if I do the same for you. You spoke about love needing trust, so I need to trust you that you'll come back to me." Inhaling, Sam's voice broke when she finished in a rough whisper, "But Mon. I'm scared."

Mon's heart broke, and she moved back, taking in Sam's dark, vulnerable gaze. "Lady Sam..."

Sam shook her head, tears starting to build in her eyes again. "I'm scared," she repeated.

She didn't have to say what she was scared about, because Mon knew. It was too soon, still too raw that they had almost lost each other to the same place Mon now had to go to.

Opening her mouth, then thinking better of saying what she was going to, Mon sat up. Settling more of her weight back, towards Sam's lower thighs, she pulled Sam to her chest after a moment of her lover looking at her before closing her eyes and letting her, stroking her hair as she held her. As Sam leaned into her, wrapping around her as she allowed herself in turn to be held, it was strange, being the strong one for Sam, but Mon wanted to be that for her. Needed to show her that she could comfort her too.

"I love you, darling. So, so much. So I don't allow you to be scared," Mon murmured, calling back to the first time she slept over in what was now her and Sam's house. "Hmm? Do you hear me?" She squeezed Sam securely as she poured all her love into her voice, "We're not losing each other, Lady Sam. I'll be back here with you before you know it."

Sam exhaled, making Mon shiver as her warm breath passed through her blouse to caress along sensitive skin, and turned her head to press a lingering kiss to Mon's arm where it curled around her. "I love you too."

And for a little while, it was as simple as that.

[amethyst-halo]

Saw your pmd au and wll I did some things

Also made some teams for Poppy and Branch for fun

Viva has a shiny goodra I would have it that every tribe leader has a pseudo as part of their royalty status and pachirisu is branchs first mon from brozone they all have eeveelustions and pika clones

Jd with pikachu

Spruce with emolga

Clay with pawmot

Floyd with deddenne

omg that was so fast asjdhakjhjf

hell yes on the teams i like these!!! the pseudo thing is super cool

[best-bourbon-monarch]

Henri IV:

Ralliez vous à mon panache blanc, la poule au pot le dimanche, quelle est la couleur de son cheval blanc, etc. On ne le présente plus.

Marie de Medicis:

Mother of Louis XIII and widow of Henri IV, she ensured part of the regency, alongside Richelieu. She helped the devlopment of the arts and basically created the french culture of arts all by herself. Also she named her second son Gaston.

[okaihauexpress]

all my ben/sam jet lag fics

i have included fics where you can read it as platonic or shippy. i’ll also highlight what season the fic is set in, any special relationships or aus, and if there’s any triggers (though make sure you still check the tags for any fics you click on) i’ve also only included completed fics for ease

deal explicit | set in s3 | wc 2,901

tää jäinen ulkokuori on aika tuhota general | set in s5 | wc 2,700

dans mon jardin d’enfer, poussent des fleurs general | also includes adam/ben | set in s2 | wc 2,857

peach nectar & sake teen & up | set in s6 | wc 1,214

i can see you explicit | wc 2,051

i'll spend forever wondering if you knew (i was enchanted to meet you) teen & up | also includes sam & adam | royalty au | wc 4,788

the daily rush of delight general | wc 1,276

(your electric touch) could fill this ghost town up with life explicit | sam/ben/adam | wc 6,267

my castle's crumbling down general | adam/sam | unrequited | wc 2,030

cold pizza teen & up | set in s7 | wc 1,938

a new addition general | wc 1,451

i did something bad teen & up | sam/toby (unrequited) focused | ambiguous ending | wc 1,191

hr violations explicit | wc 1,480

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The Apple Tree

by mangotime

On her twenty-first birthday, Kara is given a locket to help her find her soulmate. The problem is that she is a mermaid and her soulmate seems to be a human. So the only logical solution to this is to make a bargain with an eccentric mermaid to help her get on land to find her soulmate.

Words: 2026, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Supergirl (TV 2015)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: F/F

Characters: Kara Danvers, Lena Luthor, J'onn J'onzz, Mon-El (Supergirl TV 2015), Winn Schott Jr., Alex Danvers, Lex Luthor

Relationships: Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor

Additional Tags: Soulmates, kara is a mermaid and lena is a human, Territorial Disputes, lena will be the queen soon but her brother is an evil conniving ass, Slow Burn, Royalty AU, The Little Mermaid AU

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