#runaway royalty au

[dragoncxv360]

@cosmicfleurs I was your dca secret santa!!!

(Remaking this ‘cause when I edited the original it posted instead of just saving for the scheduled time tomorrow??? 😭 Thankfully I privated the og post before it got reblogged)

I had so much fun drawing your Runaway Royalty Au! I wanted to do a book cover/movie poster style drawing for this ‘cause it felt perfect for your designs. It was def difficult to draw some parts but overall it was really fun

Checked and apparently I spent 28 hours on this lol that’s now the second time I’ve spent that long on a drawing (that wasn’t multiple drawings on one canvas). It def didn’t feel like it took that long. Checked my battery usage and most of it was done in 2-3 hour chunks over the past week or so XD, yesterday (the 23rd, I’m scheduling this post for tomorrow so it’ll be 2 days ago by the time this is posted) was 5 hours tho.

Anyways, I really love your character designs and am super happy you were assigned to me. I had so much fun making the dynamic poses and the background and shading everything. I even actually had fun with the lineart which doesn’t happen super often for me as I tend to find lineart very tedious and tiring to do (I love how it looks tho so I do it anyways). (Also I hope it was ok to add some weapons and magic and that it’s not like conflicting with what’s canon in the au). I was def inspired by like the Voc Machina tv show cover art for this, The Dragon Prince too probably since they have sorta similar artstyles?

(Also I’m glad I was able to get this done ‘cause I got hit with pretty bad seasonal depression at the beginning half of the month and had to make some med adjustments to get outta that rut)

Progress stuff and timelapse under the cut

Also here’s a 30 second timelapse (the full version is like 15-20 minutes long and I almost fell asleep watching it so I ain’t putting y’all through that lmao)

WARNING FOR FLASHING/FLICKERING

[willthespy]

My favorite hobby is probably spending my precious time rendering art for random AUs only for people to prefer dumb little doodles… anyway i think about (runaway) royalty!nico a lot

[funshinebf]

well. fantasy/court au for shits n giggles

[mariaofdoranelle]

Wedding Break

Masterlist

I really hope you’re in a modern royalty/runaway bride mood today

Warnings: only language I think

Word count: 2,1k

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“Which Whitethorn do you think is the hottest?” Aelin said a millisecond before shoving her phone on Aedion’s sight.

Her cousin playfully slapped her hand away. “Shouldn’t you be preparing for your speech?”

“It’s either this or hearing about carbon monoxide one more time for you.”

As beautiful as Queen Maeve’s castle was with its tiny streams and walls of pale stone, Aelin just wanted to fast-forward to when she actually got to do her first official task, or at least forget about it until it was time. For someone who have begged for a more active role in the government for years, she was feeling too much like a deer in the headlights.

Muttering something unintelligible to himself, Aedion zoomed in the picture with everyone from the House of Whitethorn and quickly assessed it.

“Tattooed Whitethorn.”

Aelin looked at the picture and bit her lip. “Agreed. I think his name is Ronan or something.”

“They could’ve picked this one for you to marry.”

Frowning, she asked, “What do you mean?” Aelin knew she’d have to marry someone eventually, but she didn’t even like to think about the nightmare it would be. Being crown princess, every formal step of her love life needed to be approved by her dad and the Royal Council, and she had enough battles of her own with them for now.

Aedion cackled, not sensing her distress or maybe because of it. “Didn’t you open Twitter today? The tabloids are saying you’re engaged with Prince Endymion.”

Gaping at her cousin, she was somewhere between laughing and frowning at this new piece of information. “Isn’t he gay? I know we both dated Dorian.”

“I’m pretty sure he is, too.” A beat. “God, I wonder how they came up with this one.”

They kept scrolling on their respective couches, sometimes chatting about things they saw online, but something about this rumor was bothering her. Aelin blocked her phone and rubbed the back of her neck, brows creased in thought. This wasn’t the first, neither would be the last false rumor about her love life. It was so common she didn’t mind anymore. What was irking Aelin was where their attention was. She was here to bring attention to carbon monoxide. Greenhouse effect. Global warming. Not to have her outfits and love life scrutinized by Doranelle’s tabloids.

Aelin cleared her throat, gathering Aedion’s attention.

“Don’t you think these rumors kinda undermine the real reason I’m here? It makes people forget the purpose of my trip and—“

“You know you’re only here because Rhoe’s boys’ club don’t give a fuck about the environment, right?”

Aelin flinched, hating how sometimes Aedion could see right through her. He straightened his posture and gave a long-suffering sigh.

“I’m sorry, Ace. It’s hard to get over this. You keep running around the castle, waiting for kernels like a damn pet—“

“I’m not a pet!” Aelin shouted, tired of having the same argument with Aedion for the millionth time.

He raised both hands in surrender and left, banging the ancient wooden door.

With a pounding heartbeat, Aelin got up and started pacing around the room. He would never get it. If she couldn’t get her voice heard in the council because of her position as crown princess, Aelin would work until she earned that spot. And it was already happening. Her dad put her in charge of Terrasen’s environmental policies as a 21st birthday gift, and there she was. Months later, only beginning to kick ass with her new task.

Aelin did a quick breathing exercise to calm herself down, too consumed by these thoughts, the gossip, her fight with Aedion and probably every single moment of the past months that led her to this. Aelin couldn’t post online without her PR’s approval, so she decided to ask Nox, the head of the team, to deny the rumors on social media. He saw her text almost immediately and left it on read, but Aelin’s shoulders still dropped in relief by the sight of it. He’d fix it soon.

~~

Doranelle’s weather was so hot Aelin took her first cold bath in months, and it was as refreshing as it could be. Honestly, she felt like a new woman, or at least in a new day. She had a tiny headache and her jaw felt sore, but it was fine. She was fine. If Aelin didn’t think about today’s previous events, she wouldn’t feel any kind of residual anger or bitterness. If she was still mad. Because she obviously wasn’t.

Choosing a pale blue dress for lunch, Aelin was finishing her makeup when her mom barged into the room.

“Why are you dressed up so early? Lunch is in more than an hour.”

Aelin sighed, feeling the weight of her shoulders quickly come back. “I needed the bath.”

Evalin smiled at her. “You look gorgeous, honey.”

Just like that, her mother’s words felt like sunshine making its way through dark clouds. Aelin beamed up at her mom, proud of herself because—

“But what happened to your hair? You can’t have lunch with the Whitethorns looking like this.”

Aelin’s cheeks burned, but she held her chin high to answer her mother. “I saw it on TikTok and decided to try. Everyone’s wearing it, it’s really no big deal.”

She gently caressed her daughter’s hair and held her chin for emphasis. “Not everyone is Terrasen’s heir, dear.” Evalin made a show of analyzing Aelin’s hairstyle before saying, “It looks interesting, just make sure the royal family doesn’t see you in it, okay?”

Nodding, she just let her mother talk her ears off until the endless reminders about that visit ended. When Evalin was about to leave, Aelin reminded of something.

“Mom?”

“Yes, dear?” Evalin asked from the threshold of Aelin’s assigned bedroom.

“Can you ask Nox to deny my engagement rumors? I asked him too long ago and maybe he forgot.” Both of them knew this was a nice way of putting that the PR team was busy, and Aelin’s requests weren’t a priority.

The sight of Evalin taking a deep breath and coming back in, closing the door, was enough to give Aelin heart palpitations. But nothing prepared her to what she’d hear next.

“Fireheart, I’m afraid your engagement rumors are true.”

Just like that, Aelin’s body, mind, her whole world came to a halt.

No, they weren’t. They couldn’t be. Aelin started feeling light-headed and leaned the palm against the wall. Her mom had promised that when the time came, they’d make the decision together. They’d let Aelin choose.

“You’re joking.”

“I know you’re upset now, but you know Terrasen’s going through a crisis, and Queen Maeve was kind enough to—“

“What about you letting me choose?” She shouted.

Evalin took a deep breath and plastered a forced smile on her face. “Like I was saying, we reached another countries too, to give you a choice, but Queen Maeve had a better offer, so—“

“So you sold me to the highest bidder! Is that it?”

Her mother’s silent confirmation made Aelin shut her eyes closed, a poor attempt to keep her tears at bay.

“When are we going back? I need to speak with dad,” Aelin said in a strained tone.

“We’re staying until the wedding, which will be in less than three months. He’ll come to the ceremony, though.” Evalin’s voice sounded more gentle now, but Aelin couldn’t see her expression because of the tears blurring her vision. She just heard her mother’s heeled footsteps and the sound of the door closing.

Aelin’s muscles went limp, so she collapsed on the floor, leaning against the wall, and didn’t bother doing any exercises to control her quick breathing.

It was hard to feel time moving when she was overwhelmed with so many questions running through her head. How could her family do this behind her back? Since when was this going on? Was her first assignment just a ruse to bring her to Doranelle?

With a caved-in chest, Aelin probably looked miserable crumbled on the floor like this. She felt too tired to do anything, but what got her up was the thought of what would her mother say if she saw Aelin’s tear-stained make up. Still, cleaning herself up sent a spark of something through her veins.

Maybe, if she talked to her father, they could figure out another way together. Aelin knew part of being queen was abdicating, but maybe they could meet halfway in this. Finishing her new makeup, Aelin held her chin high as she made her choice.

She was going back to Terrasen to talk with her father.

Leaving her bedroom, it was easy to get lost in this castle’s long halls. She had no idea how one place could be so open and look so much like a labyrinth at the same time. However, Aelin released a small breath in relief by the sight of what looked like a small gate.

The guard curtsied. “Your Highness. Good afternoon.”

And did nothing more.

After a few stretches of silence, she said, “Can you open this for me, please?”

His hand hovered over his earpiece as he asked, “Where to?”

“Out.” Aelin said through gritted teeth.

“I’m afraid you can’t leave this wing of the castle without an escort, ma’am.”

What the fuck? “Are you serious?”

Aelin didn’t bother hearing what he had to say, her ears were ringing as she stomped her way back to her bedroom. This had Evalin written all over it. So typical of her mother to treat Aelin like a ticking bomb whenever she got angry, like her own daughter was a situation that needed to be handled. She was so tired of this bullshit.

Aelin couldn’t cross a gate? Awesome. She’d make her own fucking gate to cross.

After getting back and slamming her bedroom’s door, Aelin quickly noted that her easiest way to the outside was a tree that was too short to jump from her balcony. She looked down, studying the sight. But if Aelin could get to the balcony underneath hers... She’d have perfect leverage to get to the tree.

Not thinking twice, Aelin ripped the mattress from her dull guest bedroom and wrapped it around her balcony’s ornate iron railing. Holding on the handrail for dear life, she crossed to the outer side of the barrier, and managed to find balance with half of her feet touching the rest of the balcony’s floor she had. She could feel the wind hitting her back and hear some hawks screeching far from her, but she couldn’t let fear paralyze her. Aelin took one last deep breath.

And then she jumped.

Aelin felt like her heart was free-falling, or maybe that was because she was free-falling herself. However, the gust of wind felt good for just one second, until her forehead hit the building, making her curse this city one more time. Why was this castle made of stone?

Noticing she was still depending on that short mattress to live, Aelin angled her body and swayed it enough to land inside the downstairs balcony.

Feeling every bone in her body ache from that crash, she only gave herself a few seconds to rest while analyzing that tree. She just needed to figure out the best angle to climb on that branch and—

“What the hell are you doing?”

A tall, green-eyed man was staring at her with furrowed eyebrows. He was dressed casually, with sweatpants and a black t-shirt that emphasized the ink that ran down his left arm. The same muscled, tattooed arm that gave her very improper thoughts earlier today. Somehow, the photos didn’t do Roman Whitethorn justice. Or something. God, why couldn’t she get his name right?

“Aren’t you going to say anything?” He insisted, and Aelin just realized she was staring blankly at him. Her scheming abilities let her come up with a plan in the seconds that took her to get up and straighten her posture.

She curtsied. “I’m so sorry for the disturbance, Your Highness. I’m working, and I need to retrieve something from this tree. Now if you’ll excuse me—“

“Wait. What’s your name?” As serious as he tried to school his expression, the prince’s eyes were twinkling with amusement, and Aelin wondered why.

“Celaena,” she let the lie slip through her lips not for the first time, but this situation specifically left her feeling her pulse go a mile a minute.

He hummed. “Whatever you say, Princess.”

A/N: I have some sequel ideas, let me know what you think!

Edit: Now I’m definitely continuing this and here’s a snippet of what’s to come

HERE’S PART 2 and I’ll make a masterlist soon I promise

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[saintashes]

thinking ab runaway c!tntduo in a royalty au,,,, king / prince quackity and some sort of wilbur (could be traveller, could be poet, could be advisor, could be prisoner, etc etc),,,,, my God is the brainrot REAL.

[softquietsteadylove]

Hi! Would you do another one with lumberjack Gil and princess Thena? It was very wholesome and I would love to read another one with this AU!❤️❤️

"Surprise!"

Gil blinked as he closed the door to the cabin behind him. He set down his log pack by the door, scraping his boots on the mat Thena had woven specifically to keep him from tracking dirt everywhere. "What's all this?"

Thena fidgeted with the edges of her apron a little as he walked towards the table. "I still can't cook anything. You already know that."

Gil just smiled. He did know that. She had a borderline magical ability to under-heat tea and over-heat pans. But he didn't mind cooking for them, and he still ate any attempts she ever made. They tasted awful, but they were good for warming the soul, he claimed.

"But," Thena drew in a nervous breath as he sat down in front of the fruity, crumbly, messy dish waiting for him. "I was looking through some of the books you brought back from town, and one of them said this dessert only needed three things!"

Gil seated himself at the table, staring at the bubbling dish of blueberry with some kind of crust on top of it. He grinned at her, "is this what you were so excited about this morning?"

Thena offered only a sheepish smile as she sat adjacent to him. She had indeed been eager to get him out of bed and out of the house this morning for his work. "I've been testing the elements little by little. But today I finally managed to put them all together."

He took a deep inhale of the dessert, smelling the blueberries and the tartness that she had brought out by boiling them. She had remembered to add sugar instead of salt, it seemed. Looking at it closer, it appeared to be a butter-sugar-flour crumble baked on top of it. He peeked at her beside/across from him.

Thena held her breath as he picked up his spoon and took a bite. She always eagerly awaited his feedback on whatever she made for him. It was so trivial seeming, sometimes--such a small thing she could do for him in exchange for taking her in those months ago. But he seemed so openly appreciative of them, and he always encouraged her to keep trying and learn more with every failure.

"It's good."

Thena tilted her head at him as he chewed, "for the soul, you mean?"

"No," he shook his head, shovelling in another bite. "I mean yes, but--no, I mean, it's good. It's really good!"

Thena dragged in a breath as he shovelled in half the molten hot dessert in two bites, sighing as he chewed. She had never seen him eat anything she made with such gusto. Tears sprang to her eyes.

Gil licked his lips, beaming at her with little traces of purple in his teeth. "Sweetheart, it's delicious!"

Thena blinked, wiping away her tears of joy. It made every nicked finger and burned wrist worth it.

"Hey," he chuckled, leaning forward to kiss her forehead. He pushed the dish towards her, "try some."

She did so, taking a small, cautious bite of it. She had taste tested the elements individually as she went, but she hadn't had any of the finished product, wanting Gil to be the first to try it. Her eyes lit, "you're right."

"It's great!" Gil continued to grin like a madman, even laughing in his excitement. Thena laughed at his exuberance, but he leapt from his chair and scooped her up out of hers.

Thena laughed as he spun her around in his arms. Holding her was no challenge at all to the lumberjack used to hauling actual timber. Her hands found his shoulders as she looked down at him, "finally."

Gil set her down gently, letting her bare feet touch the polished wood of the cabin floor delicately. He kept telling her he'd go and buy her some slippers for wearing at home, but she insisted she liked the feeling of the wood under her feet.

He was pretty sure she just liked her nice warm foot baths every evening.

Thena's breath hitched as he bent his head down, pressing a soft kiss to her cheek. She felt the sharp peaks of his upper lip, with some hair tickling her skin.

"Thank you, Thena," he whispered, his head still hovering close to hers and his arms around her. "This was...amazing."

"Hm," Thena uttered softly, hovering between laying her head on his chest and tucking it under his chin. She worried that if she laid herself against him he would feel how heart her heart was pounding. "Th-There's more, if-"

"Great!" Gil chirped, kissing her temple again before pulling himself to the kitchen counter. He happily dug out more for himself, and a portion for her as well.

Thena pulled her apron off and bunched it up in her hands. "Well?--how was work?"

Gil let her use the question as a diversion from her efforts. He set down the plates for them as she sat more delicately - more regally - in her chair. He didn't comment on her blushing, happy instead to just take in the immaculate beauty there, and the wonderful dessert she had made for him.

[florsial]

Royalty au where James is the heir to a kingdom that sneaks out in the middle of the night often to just chill around with his people. One day he runs into a traveling performer who goes under the name, "Leonis" and develops a crush. The two do end up becoming close friends. "Leonis" becomes aware of James' crush and rejects him due to his status as a traveling performer. Leaving James heartbroken.

However, during a visit with the king of another kingdom, the young king Sirius. James learns that Sirius had a younger brother who loved to perform in taverns when he was young and who had run away when Sirius was studying aboard. This leads to James bringing up "Leonis" and Sirius begins asking questions about this "Leonis" person before it immediately clicks in Sirius' head that "Leonis", is Regulus, his runaway brother.

So Sirius strikes a deal with James, if James could convince Regulus to come back to Sirius' side, James could court Regulus, and get a kingdom alliance out of it.

[xrealmofmanymusesx]

There was a massive storm raging outside the castle. It had been pouring down all day and it showed no signs of stopping. A servant came to King Hades and Queen Persephone as they were eating dinner, bowing deeply. ”Your majesties, there’s a young woman at the door asking to stay the night.”

(Royalty AU with runaway/secret princess Mel)

Hades and Persephone were eating their dinner as the servant. Hades looked at his wife. "Let her in and get her some food and dry clothes."the queen ordered

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Stray Kids

Bang Chan

Series:

Safe Haven: 127k [SpaceRebel!Chan | Fantasy AU | Sci-Fi AU | Royalty AU | Soulmate AU | Slow Burn | Mutual Pining | Angst | Smut | Fluff]

Being a rebel fighting against a galactic oppressor was no easy feat, but it was something Chan took great pride in. As they took part in a stealth mission, Chan and his friends found themselves on an unknown planet, meeting a mysterious ally; an ally that, over the course of five long months, will help Chan regain hope. [this series has been reworked as of 16/08/2023]

One Shots:

Runaway Princess: 16k [RoyalKnight!Chan | Strangers to Lovers | Angst | Smut | Fluff  | AU - Mediaeval Setting]

Your best friend has sent her most trusted knight to help you escape your abusive home, an intriguing man with many facets you can’t wait to uncover.

The Room: 3k [Alternative Universe | Smut | Established Relationship | Angsty]

Some nights, you wanted nothing more than to spend them with Chris in your room. Thankfully, once you came home tonight, you were able to do just that.

Two Shots:

The King of the Forest: 3k [WerewolfKing!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Mild Angst | Royalty | Mediaeval Setting]

As a Princess, all you’d ever been deemed good for was doing what you were told and keeping to your role, something that frustrated you beyond belief. It wasn’t until you met that young wolf in the forest that you finally realised there was more out there for you.

The King of the Forest 02: 2k [WerewolfKing!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Royalty | Mediaeval Setting]

You had one goal: get your husband’s expert opinion. It should’ve been a quick visit to his study… In hindsight, you should’ve known better.

Herbie: 10k [Mechanic!Chan | Smut | Some Fluff | Strangers to Friends to Lovers]

Chris was the best mechanic you’d ever met. He was good at his craft, capable of bringing your dingy car back to life time and time again. He was, also, excellent at riling you up just by existing, which wasn’t the best when you were absolutely convinced he just wanted to be friends with you. But maybe, just maybe, he’d prove you wrong.

Herbie 02: 5k [Smut | Fluff | Friends to Lovers (kind of)]

As it turned out, your hot mechanic friend also had a crush on you. After rocking your world in his repair shop’s office, you wake up the next day on his bed in his clothes, ready to spend a lazy morning together.

Five-Point Star: 6k [Bodyguard/Assassin!Chan | Smut | bit of Fluff | Angst | Strangers to lovers to enemies but lovers?]

With a career like yours, you knew you shouldn’t let yourself fall in love. But honestly, in retrospect, there was no way you wouldn’t have fallen in love with Chris. After meeting him, you couldn’t help but hope that he’d be the last person you fell this deeply for–maybe foolishly so…

Five-Point Star: The Aftermath: 17k [Bodyguard/Assassin!Chan | Smut | bit of Fluff | Angst]

After months of hindering a mercenary’s attempts to get to the person Chris was hired to protect, after months of many fights, injuries, and plotting, he had expected for the resolution to be much more satisfactory than this.

Drabbles/Timestamps:

[23:26]: 1k [Roommate!Chan | Roomies to ???? | Fluff]

You couldn’t sleep, and desperate times require desperate measures.

[02:11]: 1k [Boyfriend!Chan | Established Relationship | Smut | Fluff]

After waking up in the wee hours of the night, your boyfriend simply needed you to warm him up.

MiniSeries - A Mutually Beneficial Agreement

A Mutually Beneficial Agreement - pt 1: 3k [Demon!Chan | Supernatural AU | Smut]

How ironic... to have found yourself entangled with a demon called Christopher, of all things. Some people would’ve made you believe he was taking advantage of you. But you knew better.

A Mutually Beneficial Agreement - pt 2: 14k [Demon!Chan | Supernatural AU | Angst | Smut | Some fluff]

Your favourite demon seemed to be full of surprises, some you could more than get used to, but others that… you weren’t sure you could get used to at all.

MiniSeries - The Realm of Nyaldra:

Purple Flame: 6k [Dokkaebi!Chan | Fantasy AU | Royalty AU | Established Relationship | Smut]

The Firelands’ Gifted Tribes hated each other, especially the Goblin Children and the Dragon Children, but they were willing to work together against a common enemy. Thanks to the war, a pair of star-crossed lovers find the opportunity to end the decade-long feud between the two Gifted Tribes, a goal they’ll strive for whether the Goblin King and the Dragon Queen like it or not.

The Beginning of the End: 2k [Dokkaebi!Chan | Fantasy AU | Royalty AU | Established Relationship | Star-crossed Lovers | Smut | bit Angsty]

Whenever Chan held you in his arms again after spending long periods of time apart, he couldn’t help but feel selfish–and even a bit foolishly hopeful. [A sort of pt. 2 to Purple Flame].

Series of One Shots/Drabbles - WereRoommies:

It’s Cold Out: 8k [Werewolf!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Roomies to Lovers | Smut]

Your roommate had been acting weird lately, weirder than usual. It was because of his condition, you thought; and in a way, you had been right, just not in the way you had expected.

Rut: 4k [Werewolf!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Roomies to Lovers | Smut | Fluff]

Your roommate’s rut is coming to an end.

Alpha Dog: 17k [Werewolf!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Roomies to Lovers | Smut | Fluff | Soulmate AU? 👀]

Chris had a dream since he was very young. He wanted to have a pack of his own, to build a safe space for people with views just like his. Once he managed to accomplish that, he would’ve never imagined that his next dream would arrive at his doorstep in a pretty sundress.

It’s Warm In: 4k [Werewolf!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Established Relationship]

You try to spend an intimate, relaxing evening with your boyfriend a handful of months after his rut.

Love is Easy: 10k [Werewolf!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Established Relationship]

After two years of living among werewolves, of being an important member of their pack, you finally get to partake in one of their most important activities: their ‘monthly camping trip’.

Surprise: 2k [Werewolf!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Established Relationship]

Your boyfriend had been stressed with work lately, so you got yourself a pretty lingerie set to surprise him, hoping to cheer him up.

Afraid to Lose You: 9k [Werewolf!Chan | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | bit Angsty | Established Relationship | Soulmate AU]

The aftermath of an argument with a supernatural being was something no one ever prepared you for, much less if that supernatural being was someone you were romantically involved with. You figured it’d happen eventually, you just weren’t aware of how much it could hurt.

Lee Know

One Shots:

Alone Together: 8k [SpacePirate!Lino | Sci-Fi AU | Smut | Established Relationship (kind of) | Lovers (idiots) to Even More Lovers (affectionate)]

Minho was a man on the run, an outlaw. He was always getting himself into trouble, thieving and fighting against the people that perpetuated an unfair system that did nothing but bring pain to those the system considered lowly and unworthy. For his next mission, he decided to ask for help from the person he trusted most in this world, you.

The Taste of Love: 3k [Vampire!Lino | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Some Fluff | Mediaeval Setting]

Every handful of centuries, Minho found himself someone that was willing to let him feed off of them. It usually wasn’t planned, it sort of just happened. This time, that person was you, the baker that had just moved into town. He wanted nothing more than to have a taste of you, in more ways than one.

Drabbles/Timestamps:

Cherry eyes, cherry lips: 1k [Vampire!Lino | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Fluff]

A stroll to the beach with your recently turned friend leads to a couple compromising situations.

Backseat: 1k [BestFriend!Lino | Smut | Best Friends to Lovers]

Unable to wait a single second longer, you found yourself laying in the back of your best friend’s car.

Series of One Shots - WereRoommies:

Camping with Wolves: 11k [Werewolf!Lino | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | bit of Angst | Best Friends to Lovers]

Minho was your rock, he was your anchor, your best friend, which was why you just couldn’t stop yourself from falling for him, even when he was, essentially, a supernatural being. One ‘camping trip’ might be the last push you needed to finally confess. Or maybe not… 

Dog Unleashed: 11k [Werewolf!Lino | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Mild Angst? | Established Relationship]

Starting a relationship with the man that had been your best friend since you were a kid was and wasn’t easy in equal parts. It was, because there wasn’t anyone in this world you trusted more than Minho, there wasn’t anyone that made you feel this safe. But sometimes, it just wasn’t. Not only because of the physical distance, but also because of the challenges that posed having a supernatural boyfriend who didn’t like to talk about his equally supernatural problems.

Are You There, Wolf?: 8k [Werewolf!Lino | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Best Friends to Lovers]

Minho had always deemed himself a bit of a weirdo. In his humble opinion, he’d only become even weirder with time, especially after he acquired his supernatural… condition. He’d never cared much about it, not when you’d always been there for him, and hopefully you would always be.

Changbin

One Shots:

Get Used to It: 3k [non-Idol!AU | Slice of Life | Fluff | Mild Smut]

A pig plushie becomes Changbin’s best wing-man - or alternatively - the one where two idiots finally confess.

In the Labyrinth: 14k [Minotaur!Changbin | Mythical/Fantasy AU | Angst | Smut | Fluff]

The Labyrinth was an enigma for most people. Its existence was known, but what exactly happened within it was a complete mystery. When you entered the Labyrinth, you weren’t really sure what you’d have to come face to face with… Not even in a million years would you have guessed just exactly what you’d find in here.

Series of One Shots - WereRoommies:

Finding Comfort in Autumn: 16k [Werewolf!Changbin | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Rivals? to Lovers | Roomies to Lovers | Fluff | Smut | Angst | Slow Burn]

Changbin was an alpha. He had always been an alpha, but he had a secret. A secret he had only ever shared with the alpha of his pack, a secret he had kept buried as deep within him as he could, a secret he had decided to ignore, until the presence of that annoying omega coworker of his wouldn’t let him ignore it anymore. 

Heat: 6k [Werewolf!Changbin | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Established Relationship]

With you, Changbin was able to explore areas of himself he’d never even imagined existed. With you, Changbin found himself feeling at home more than ever, which was why he wanted nothing more than to experience your heat with you, too. 

The Love I Always Dreamt Of: 5k [Werewolf!Changbin | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Established Relationship]

As you and Changbin got to fulfil one of your shared fantasies, he couldn’t help but be reminded that you were the one and only wolf for him.

The Wedding Planners: 3k [Werewolf!Changbin | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Fluff | Established Relationship]

Planning a wedding was way more stressful than Changbin could’ve ever expected. It seemed so easy at first, like all that was needed was to fulfil a checklist and call it a day, but he realised very quickly that there was a reason for the concept of bride and groomzilla to have been created.

Hyunjin

One Shots:

Blessed: 4k [Incubus!Hyunjin | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Suggestive | Mild Smut]

Being intimate with someone was something you had trouble understanding. When you steal an alluring, unexpected item, you finally get a taste of what being with someone was actually like.

Of Apples and Moss Beds: 15k [Werewolf!Felix ft. Werewolf!Hyunjin | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Angst | Fluff | Strangers to Lovers | Soulmate AU?]

Felix’s crude reality made it so he hardly dwelled on the fact that he was alone. He never would’ve imagined he’d find a loving family of his own, or that he would be capable of imprinting and finding a soulmate, let alone two. [This story is an instalment of my WereRoomies series. you don’t need to read the other instalments to understand this piece].

Han Jisung

Drabbles/Timestamps:

[00:08]: 1k [Suggestive | Fluff | Best Friends to Lovers]

When you agreed to come to this party, you would’ve never imagined you’d end up making out with your best friend, but you were certainly not going to complain. Not when you’d wanted this for the longest time.

Felix

One Shots:

Of Apples and Moss Beds: 15k [Werewolf!Felix ft. Werewolf!Hyunjin | Supernatural/Fantasy AU | Smut | Angst | Fluff | Strangers to Lovers | Soulmate AU?]

Felix’s crude reality made it so he hardly dwelled on the fact that he was alone. He never would’ve imagined he’d find a loving family of his own, or that he would be capable of imprinting and finding a soulmate, let alone two. [This story is an instalment of my WereRoomies series. you don’t need to read the other instalments to understand this piece].

Seungmin

One Shots:

A Helping Hand: 4k [LabHybrid!Seungmin | Smut | Fluff | Best Friends to Lovers | Roommates to Lovers]

After one too many shots of vodka, your best friend confided in you a little problem he’d been dealing with for a couple of months now. Tipsy-you figured that you were more than suitable to give him a helping hand.

I.N | Jeongin

One Shots:

Odd Eyes: 5k [Demon!Jeongin | Period setting | Mild Angst | Fluff if you squint?]

Being cursed was not something you ever planned for your life–clearly–but now that you were, your demon will help you make the most of it.

© therhythmafterthesummer 2022-2023. all rights reserved. do not repost or translate my stories.

[skz-fanfic-recs]

My friend is trying to get into stray kids and her favorite type of trope for any piece of media is Royalty AU. Any recs for any pairings?

The closest I came close to reading that trope was Oceanbound by dulcetchan, but it’s not really royalty

you'll have to let me know how oceanbound by dulcetchan is. it's a very well known fic, but i haven't gotten a chance to finish it yet :(

for royalty fics, there are quite a few! my favorites have stars next to them ☆ .

☆ suncity by vminsungies (minho's the prince)

16,156 words and 1 chapter

exile by hanville (this deals more w/ vampires, but eh :/)

79,086 words and 2 chapters

☆ come on mess me up by hanville (arranged marriage)

45,723 words and 1 chapter

heaven by hanville (minho, the crown prince, x jisung, a skilled thief)

96,478 words and 6 chapters

☆ music & dancing by seungchxn (cinderella chanlix)

22,838 words and 6 chapters

ember glows by velooscuro (arranged marriage, ft. idiots to lovers)

22,718 words and 1 chapter

☆ starring role by linoify (runaway prince jisung)

57,236 words and 9 chapters

i might have gone a little overboard, but i love this trope just as much as your friend :)

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runaway - bucky barnes au! (one shot! series)

warnings: angst!!!!!; little backstory and a little surprise??

parti i and ii: out of time; as it was

I remember the day it happened as if it were yesterday, the years not having drifted by and drained every emotion from my heart.

How foolish of me to think I ever stood a chance against the most powerful woman in the Kingdom. To go against the Queen meant meeting your doom. My love for her son, for Bucky, had blindsided me. It made me believe that she would understand, maybe not at first, but surely, if she saw how happy we were, she would do her best to respect her son’s wishes.

I was wrong.

Royalty loves their power and their choices more than they could ever love someone else. There’s no space for understanding, for caring. Everyone is a pawn in their game, and if you become a threat, you’ll be dealt with.

The day it happened, Bucky and I stole moments together in hidden corners, weaving dreams of a future where love conquered all. Little did we know that our happiness hung by the thinnest thread, a thread that would soon be violently severed.

It was during a lavish royal banquet that the Queen's displeasure was unveiled. The grand hall echoed with laughter and music; the air filled with the aroma of delicacies. Bucky and I exchanged stolen glances across the room, oblivious to the storm that was brewing. 

How did I not see it?

As the night wore on, the Queen's icy gaze found its way to me. Her piercing eyes bore into my soul, stripping away the illusion of safety I had built.

She knew.

My heart sank as I realized I was no longer a dirty secret kept between the walls of the castle.

���Tell me, girl,” her voice haunts me to this day, even after her passing, “How long have you known?”

My eyes darted quickly in her direction, seeking to escape whatever punishment I knew she was about to bestow on me. “I’m—My sincerest apologies, my queen, I don’t know—”

“Surely, you’ve realized you’re with child?”

Her words hung in the air like a heavy fog, thick with a mix of shock and terror. The revelation struck me like a thunderbolt, leaving me momentarily paralyzed. My hand instinctively moved to my stomach, as if to shield the secret growing within me. The truth was laid bare, and the Queen's sharp eyes seemed to pierce through the layers of my being.

“I understand your education is…appalling. But surely, you’ve noticed your lack of monthly bleedings.”

I stammered, trying to find the right words that could soften the blow of this revelation, “I don’t understand—”

With a deliberate step, the Queen descended from the elevated platform and approached me, her royal gown trailing behind her like a river of silk. The weight of her disapproval bore down on me.

"Your naivety is astonishing," she hissed, her voice a low, venomous whisper. "You will deny that child belongs to my son as well?”

I could feel tears welling up in my eyes, but I refused to let them fall. The Queen circled around me like a predator closing in on its prey.

I summoned whatever courage I could muster, standing tall despite the storm of emotions raging within me. "Your Majesty, my love is genuine. I never intended to disgrace the kingdom or your family. Bucky and I—we simply wanted to be together."

The Queen's cold laughter filled the hall, sending shivers down my spine. "Love?! You dare speak of love? You believe you’re special.”

“I don’t—”

“But you do! Look at yourself, girl, you dare to think my son would ever love a commoner such as yourself? You can barely write your name, let alone rule a Kingdom.”

The Queen's words were like a harsh wind that threatened to extinguish the flickering flame of hope within me. I felt the weight of her scrutiny, a heavy burden that threatened to crush me under its enormity.

“Any man is easily fooled by a pretty face and a pair of legs. James, as smart as he is, is still a man at the end of the day, is he not?”

I felt the hot sting behind my eyes, my breath caught in my chest. My shoulders trembled slightly, a subtle sign of the emotional turmoil within. Determination etched across my face, I fought valiantly to hold back the tears threatening to spill. My jaw tightened, and I blinked rapidly as if trying to push the emotions away. “Your son is a good man.”

“Yes, but he is only just a man. Not very smart creatures, are they? So easily played, so gullible, yet so… treacherous. You cannot possibly think you were the only girl in his bed.”

I knew his heart better than anyone; Bucky would have never hurt me. If there was one simple thing I was certain of, it was him.

"Your Majesty, please," I implored, desperation seeping into my voice. "If it's punishment you seek, punish me. Banish me from the kingdom, but spare the child.”

A cold smile played on the Queen's lips as she continued her circling, the predatory dance of a predator toying with its prey.

 "Innocence is a rare commodity in the realm of politics. You, my dear, chose to dance with wolves, and now you must face the consequences."

My mind raced, desperately searching for a way to salvage the remnants of my shattered world. “I beg of you, please don’t do this!”

She halted in front of me, her gaze piercing through my defenses. "You will leave this kingdom at sunrise, never to return. Your presence will be erased from our history, and my son will be free to fulfill his destiny without the shackles of your deceit."

Leave? I’d barely left the castle, let alone the kingdom; it was all I ever knew. There was nothing for me outside these walls, no one to guide me or to come to my rescue.

“I have nowhere to go."

“And that is your doing. Your kind is not meant to challenge the order we've established. You’re a stain, a stain I will erase for the sake of the kingdom. If your child meets its death, it will be a deserving ending, better than what I would allow."

A profound sense of isolation engulfed me. The weight of impending exile pressed upon my chest, making it hard to breathe. “Bucky won’t allow this.”

“James will abide by his duty to the kingdom. He’ll have someone warming his chambers by tomorrow night.”

A surge of disbelief and betrayal coursed through me. The Queen's words cut deeper than any blade, and I struggled to comprehend the enormity of the situation. The love we had shared, the dreams we had woven together – all seemed to crumble into dust before my eyes.

"You underestimate the bond between a mother and her son," she continued, her voice dripping with malice. "He will move on, just as the kingdom will, once you are but a distant memory."

The reality of my impending exile and the Queen's ruthless intentions gripped my heart with a vice-like force. “He loves me.”

“He might, but he will certainly not once he learns you gave him up for a better life.”

“You would lie to him?”

A realization struck me like a lightning bolt – my love for Bucky had become a pawn in the Queen's game of power and control. She wielded it like a weapon, ready to sacrifice it for the sake of the kingdom's stability. 

My fight wasn't just against her disapproval; it was against the very foundations of a society that deemed love a threat.

“I’d be doing him a favor. He’s currently out on a mission? By the time he comes back, you’ll be long gone.”

Her cruel indifference stung like a thousand needles. I stood there, my world unraveling, as the reality of her manipulation settled in. 

A numbness crept over me, replacing the desperate fight with a resigned acceptance of my fate.

"Your Majesty," I spoke, my voice barely above a whisper, "I will leave at sunrise, as you command. But please, spare him the lie. Tell Bucky the truth about why I must go."

The Queen's cold gaze bore into mine, and for a moment, I glimpsed a flicker of satisfaction in her eyes. "You underestimate the power of a well-crafted narrative, my dear. Sometimes, a lie is more potent than the truth. It protects not just the kingdom but also the fragile hearts of those who must bear its burdens."

The truth, it seemed, was a luxury not meant for the likes of me.

She took everything from me that night. And although surviving in the cold, harsh world lying outside those walls almost killed me, it allowed me to protect the most important thing in my life.

My beautiful Becca.

[lettersfromaphrodite]

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― pairing : Minho x fem! reader ― content warnings : fluff, implied smut, royals au, runaway royalty, idiots to lovers, medieval settings ― word count : 4.413

― notes : this fic looks familiar?it is! I’m reposting ALL my works on this brand new blog and therefore please, bear with me! as always, askbox is always open and feedbacks are always welcome 💌

👑 ROYALS! STRAY KIDS SERIES

Chris // Changbin // Jisung // Hyunjin // Seungmin // Minho // Felix part one | part two // Jeongin

«Has anybody even remotely thought about asking me?» you inquired, looking into your father’s - the King, eyes. Despite the sorrow you saw in them at the new he just threw on you, he sighed, knowing that he had to think about his Kingdom before his - or his family’s, desires.

«There was no reason to do that,» he stood up from his throne, and you followed his movements with a dejected expression. «You will marry Prince Minho, whether you like it or not.»

Even if you wanted to scream your disappointment and the fact that you were utterly opposed to this decision, you knew that your hands were metaphorically tied; you were receiving an order directly from the King and in front of the Council, the only thing you could do was obey.

With hastened steps, you exited the Council room and headed to your private chambers, immediately referring to your lady in waiting what just happened.

«Everyone says Prince Minho is a charming gentleman,» she tried, watching as you were pacing around the room while trying to secretly come up with a plan that would have taken you out of that situation, «I’m sure you’ll be happy!» she said, and an idea popped into your mind at the speed of light.

«You know what would make me happier?» you quickly turned towards her, your fingers politely intertwined in front of your stomach, «Going to my private mansion for few months.» your lady in waiting hummed, furrowing her eyebrows, pondering the option, unaware that the troublemaker side of your personality already came up with the plan of running away.

«I suppose it’s an option,» she sighed, «The marriage will take place in six months.» With that, you didn’t bother to justify why you put in your luggage an insane amount of definitely not needed clothes.

Two days: that was the maximum amount of time you allowed yourself to remain into your mansion, before eventually changing your mind once again because you’ve always lived surrounded by luxury. It was indeed a risk, you’ve never lived by yourself and you knew very little about the tasks of everyday life, but you were clever, and in case of emergency, you knew how to use a sword; you could do it.

At this point, you firmly believed that anything would have been better than marrying someone you neither knew nor love.

«I can’t believe I’m doing this» you held a leather bag containing few change of clothes and a good amount of money to your chest; securing a short dagger inside your boot, you let your skirt fall over it, before wearing a dark cape which hid your identity from unwanted eyes.

The clothes you were wearing were much more humble than you were used to, but you didn’t have time to check yourself in the mirror to see whether they looked good on you or not. The only thing belonging to your Princess status you decided to take with you was your necklace, the one you always wore; it had the royal emblem on it, and it was the only thing which could make people recognize you as the Princess if you ever decided to come back home.

Without looking back, you carefully walked through the corridor of your mansion, taking advantage of the much lower number of guards surveying the area, and in the dead of the night, you disappeared.

One week into your new life and you realized that running faster than rumours was indeed impossible; you were peacefully sitting on a stool next to a counter in a local tavern when you managed to catch few words from the table sitting behind you.

From what they were saying, someone ran away from their castle; even if you didn’t hear their pronouns or the first part of the sentence you tensed up, deducing they were talking about you. What you didn’t know was that someone else was listening to the same conversation, his shoulders tense and his eyes attentive; someone which managed to sit on the stool next to you without you even noticing, due to how focused you were, trying to make out as many words as you could despite the loud chattering in the tavern.

«Listen to me!» someone urged from the table you focused your attention on, «The King is offering a lot of money if we ever find-»

«It’s not polite to eavesdrop.» someone said from next to you, and your head quickly turned on your left, acknowledging the young boy which was staring at you with a knowing grin, his cheek placed on the palm of his hand.

«I wasn’t eavesdropping.» you answered, adverting your gaze immediately, feeling your cheeks heating up due to the fact that not only you’ve been caught but also, the stranger who did that was incredibly handsome; he wore a simple dark green cotton shirt and a jacket of the same colour on it, his clothes didn’t look particularly expensive, but you immediately recognized that it was indeed a good quality fabric.

«Sure,» he chanted, before sipping from the glass he had in front of himself; since that moment, the stranger remained next to you, occasionally doing small talk to break the uncomfortable silence.

«Why are you even bothering to-» as you turned your head towards him, you noticed them; a small group of men was staring at you, occasionally mumbling things between themselves, you quickly figured out they were bandits, or worse.

«Bingo,» he sighed, relieved that you finally noticed them as well, «you probably shouldn’t wander around all alone, at night. Don’t you have a husband?» despite the nosy question, his tone was gentle, his brows delicately furrowed as he locked your gaze with yours.

«I don’t.» you simply answered; the stranger hummed in response, and you both fell silent. Eventually, you let him walk you towards the inn where you were spending the night.

When you woke up, it was barely before dawn; you knew you got far away enough from the Castle, but your destination was still far away, therefore, sleeping more than needed was useless. The innkeeper was an old woman, and she was more than willing to prepare a quick breakfast for you.

«I will not let my guests travel with an empty stomach!» she smiled, the wrinkles on her face framing a gentle and sincere expression; anytime she complimented your manners you couldn’t help but tense up, hoping that no strange thoughts ever popped into her mind about you being some sort of noble.

Sometimes, you let your mind wander to your days back in the Castle, undoubtedly missing them and thinking about what could have happened if you ever decided to come back; deep inside you, you thought that they would not accept your return, throwing you away for good and definitely removing you from your position.

With a sigh, you eventually got out from the inn, resigned with the fact that you were planning to reach at least the next town without having a horse; taking a deep breath, you started walking towards the empty streets of the village.

«We meet again,» you heard a familiar voice say; you glanced on your left, and the stranger you met yesterday night was now effortlessly walking on top of a low stone wall, his fingers intertwined behind his nape and occasionally looking at you with a sly smile.

«Yeah, I can’t believe, I’m so lucky.» you answered, your voice flat and trying to keep your voice as quiet as possible because it was still early in the morning and you didn’t want to wake anyone up.

«Where are you going so early in the morning?» he asked, and you wondered why you felt so annoyed at the boy, since you didn’t even know him.

«I’ll tell you only if you tell me where you are going.» you retorted, acknowledging the fact that he was carrying a bag as well, and therefore he was travelling to; no one would wake up at such an unholy hour just to take a walk.

«The City of Duvencrune.» he answered with a shrug, and you halted your steps. Duvencrune was a neutral city, and many people occasionally looked for shield in there, either because there was a bounty on their head or simply because they wanted to live far from the strict Kingdom’s rules. Through the years, Duvencrune’s popularity increased, and therefore the city became much bigger. It was not a safe place for a woman travelling on her own – even less for a Princess, but you didn’t know where else to go.

«Don’t tell me, you’re going there too?» the boy asked, jumping off the wall as a crossroad approached and standing in front of your frame; you nodded, adverting your eyes from his face, since the rising sun hitting on part of his features contributed on making him look even more handsome.

«And who are you supposed to be?» you asked, crossing your arms in front of your chest, admiring how the sunlight danced on his raven black hair.

«Lino,» he smiled, and you snorted, shaking your head.

«Sounds like a fake name to me.» you said, raising your eyebrow.

«Sounds like the only name you’ll get.» he winked at you, before turning away and resume his actions of walking while his hands were once again intertwined behind his nape.

«Come on, my horse is that way!» he called out, nodding towards the stable, and you immediately started walking.

«I don’t have a horse.» you admitted; honestly, you thought about taking a horse from the stable the night you ran away but you figured you’d be more recognizable.

«I guess someone’s going to walk, then.» Lino shrugged, and you narrowed your eyes; if this boy wanted to get under your skin, he was doing an excellent work. Turns out, someone really ended up walking: Lino.

Long story short, he made you sit on his horse instead of him because he was tired of your continuous complaining, and you spent half of the time looking at him from above. Contrarily to you, Lino didn’t complain about the fact that he was tired, not even once, but you were a Princess, and Princesses were meant to be gentle, humble and caring.

«Come up,» you simply said, re-adjusting your position to make some space on the saddle. «We don’t have all life to get to Duvencrune!» you immediately added as soon as you saw Lino’s smirk, trying to make it clear that you were only doing it because he was too slow.

Lino easily climbed on the horse and sat behind you, his arms caging your frame while holding the reigns of the horse; you didn’t want to admit it to yourself, but somehow, in that moment, you felt safe.

Unexpectedly enough, Lino was not as obnoxious as you originally thought. First of all, he could do a lot of things more than you – for example start a fire, and anytime you asked him why he was going to Duvencrune, he’d brush it off with a vague excuse. Since you weren’t being honest in the first place, you never tried to look too much into it; Lino never asked you why you were traveling, or when he did, he accepted your answers.

Even so, the boy had an exceptional talent: he managed to get under your skin as if it was his job. Lino himself admitted that by now, it was his favourite thing to do; to him, your flustered reactions or the fact that you didn’t think twice before answering him with a sarcastic retort was interesting to him, because he definitely was used to be treated in a whole different way.

The fact that you didn’t think twice to stood up for yourself was incredibly alluring for Lino, and the fact that you acted in such an elegant way with everything you did made him question whether you said the truth about who you were; however, even if you were lying, Lino was definitely not in the place to say anything about it.

«Don’t fall asleep,» Lino’s voice startled you, and you were thankful for his arms around your waist, or you probably would have fallen from the horse, «we’re almost there.» he added, his voice a little gentler than you were used to, and you focused not to doze off once again and settled for waiting to arrive at the next town, just to fall asleep on a real bed.

To say you were exhausted was a euphemism; today had been hectic. The day started with Lino waking you up at an unholy hour during the night, claiming that someone was getting close and therefore, you had to go; you complied, probably after sleeping for three hours at maximum, but blindly following Lino’s orders because sleep deprived you decided that he was worthy of your trust.

Turned out, Lino was right, you spent a part of your morning trying to outrun a small group of bandits, and when you thought you did; they eventually catched up. All the money the both of you possessed was carefully hidden under the horse’s saddle, so the bandits settled for stealing part of the clothing in your bags, before tying you up and walk away.

At least, this is what Lino told you because as soon as they catched up, you fainted. «Care to tell me why you have a busted lip?» you asked the boy next you as soon as you regained consciousness, momentarily narrowing your eyes due to your headache.

«I tried to defend you, they believed I was your lover,» he tilted his head towards you, few strands of hair falling in front of his eyes, «I look hotter, now.» Lino winked, confidently, and you scoffed.

«Thank you,» you admitted, the feeling of relief mixing up with the feeling of guilt because, despite you mutual growing feelings towards each other, you were lying to him.

Even if you found strange the fact that a small group of bandits settled for stealing clothes, you didn’t question it any further; your head was about to explode, and you wanted to sleep.

The inn was small and cosy, and you and Lino were resting in two different bedrooms, one in front of each other; you wished him goodbye as soon as you arrived, unaware about Lino staring at your retreating figure with worried eyes. As quickly as you could, you took your clothes off, only to wear your nightdress before laying on your bed, hoping to fall asleep as soon as possible.

With an annoyed groan, you opened your eyes, immediately recognizing the nature of the noises coming from the room next to yours. Undoubtedly, they were having much more fun than you, but you needed to sleep; glancing out of the window, the jet black and moonless sky met your eyes, and you walked out of bed and without thinking twice about what you were doing, quickly heading out of your door, not bothering to wear a cape over your nightdress.

Closing the door behind your back and locking it with your personal key, you walked towards the room in front of you, knocking few times and hoping that Lino wasn’t asleep.

“What if he’s with someone as well?” you thought, the feeling of unexplained jealousy creeping into your soul, before you heard the door unlock.

«What is it?» Lino asked, his eyes still closed and his voice still full of sleep.

“Of course he sleeps shirtless,” you thought, after taking a quick glance at his firm and toned chest – now that he was too asleep to realize it; instinctively, you reached out to ruffle his messy black hair, but you eventually stopped your hand in mid-air, refraining from doing so.

«The couple next to my room is having sex,» you explained, walking past him and leaving your room’s key on his nightstand before throwing yourself on his bed.

«Uh, do you want to turn it into a competition, or…?» he mumbled, closing the door and still too asleep and too confused on why you decided to walk into his room in the middle of the night. As you looked at Lino walking towards the bed while ruffling his hair even further with a soft yawn, you thought that you probably wouldn’t have minded.

«Maybe in your dreams,» you retorted instead, suppressing the wave of desire that hit you by rolling on your side so that he’d face your back.

«Where am I supposed to sleep?» the bed creaked under Lino’s weight, and you felt his fingers poking at your side, slightly tickling you.

«With me, but if you try something, I’ll kill you.» you answered, ignoring how your heart immediately picked up pace as you felt Lino lay down next to you; you’ve never slept with a man, nor sexually, nor in the most innocent way.

«I knew you were kinky.» you heard him joke; of course, you couldn’t know, but Lino’s heart was beating so fast it was almost matching the pace of yours.  

Somehow, during the night, the both of you shifted and unknowingly re-arranged your position; you were now laying on your side, partially laying on Lino’s chest and your head was in the crook of his neck, his arms securely wrapped around you.

Lino woke up earlier than you did, gently caressing your face and admiring your features when your necklace suddenly caught his attention; you were loosely holding onto it, and the familiar emblem made him act on instinct.

With extremely careful movement in order not to wake you up, he gently took the necklace from your head, before exhaling a breathless laugh, shaking his head, his head falling back on the cushion for few seconds that he spent staring at the ceiling.

«I can’t believe it,» Lino whispered, placing your necklace in your hand once again, before smiling softly at your asleep frame, «I guess you’re really my destiny, Princess.» gently rolling you on your side an in the position you fell asleep in, he never mentioned that he woke up with you cuddling close to his body, neither than he knew who you were; he decided it was his small secret.

Duvencrune was indeed as beautiful as people said, the city was partially built on the side of a mountain, using its stones so that the houses looked like they were erupting from nature itself; you and Lino opted for staying at one of the locals inn, not bothering to ask for separate rooms since by now, you’ve been travelling together for two months.

As much as you were happy about the fact that you finally managed to reach your destination and therefore, you could live your life starting from zero, you were also scared about facing your own feelings for Lino.

During your travel your relationship naturally changed into something you couldn’t really pinpoint; you’d still tease each other but instead of feeling your soul burn with the instinct of reach out and physically fight him, you’d feel a soft warmth slowly spreading in your chest, leaving you flustered and shy.

In your shared room, Lino had both his hands on the railing, trapping you between his body and the balcony behind your back; you had to admit that the rainstorm was providing a more than romantic atmosphere to your evening. Lino’s eyes repeatedly shifted from your eyes to your lips; his desire to kiss you was undeniable, and it managed to make you feel as if you were suffocating.

Of course, you had feelings for him and of course, you wanted to kiss him as well. However, how could you expect Lino to return your feelings when all you have done has been lying about your identity?

Lino inched closer to you, his lips few millimetres apart from yours; in that moment, you took your final decision. Even if you wanted to love him and wanted to be loved by him in return, he had the right to know the truth; whether to love a coward who ran from her own marriage would have been his choice.

You turned your head at the last moment, so that Lino’s lips met your cheek, and you closed your eyes, immediately holding onto his arm in order to keep him close to you.  

«Let me explain,» you mumbled, aware that he heard you loud and clear due to how close you were. Lino shook his head, clearly about to tell you that there was nothing you should explain, when you furtherly asked him to hear you out.

With that, you lead him back inside just to sit in front of each other at the small table in your shared room, and you kept glancing at him while nervously playing with your fingers.

«Look,» Lino sighed, running a hand through his hair. «I’m sorry if I made this awkward, I-»

«I lied.» you suddenly said, cutting him off; Lino tilted his head, looking at you, expectantly. With a quick move, you took off your necklace for the first time since you left the mansion, and placed it to the table, so that Lino could look examinate it closer if he wanted to.

«Remember back then, the men talking in the tavern? About- about the bounty... Well, I'm the Princess. I ran away as soon as my marriage with Prince Minho was announced.» Lino’s eyes bore into yours, trying not to give away the fact that he already knew who you were, «I like you – a lot, actually, but I can’t be with you knowing I’m lying and therefore, putting you in danger.»

Lino raised his eyebrows, running his hands through his hair while looking at you with a serious expression; you were about to ask his opinion on his matter when he simply scoffed, exhaling a brief breathless laugh. You furrowed your brows, watching Lino standing up from his chair in order to look for something in his leather bag.

«Do you remember when I told you my name, and you told me that it sounded fake?» he placed an almost identical necklace next to yours, with a different emblem embroided on it. «Well, you were right.» he said, as soon as he saw you holding his necklace just to examinate it closer. «I ran away as well, I’m Prince Minho.» now it was your turn to look at him with an incredulous expression.

What were the odds of coincidentally meeting the person you were supposed to marry, when both of you ran away from home?

Minho was now partially sitting on the table, and you abruptly stood up in realization.

«I have to get married to you?» you asked, still dumbfounded.

«Yes, Princess,» Minho chuckled, effortlessly pulling you to his body, «If we manage to get back in time.»

«We’ll leave tomorrow in the morning,» you nodded to yourself, running your hands on Minho’s chest, «I don’t care if it took us an eternity to get here.» your heart felt weightless at the realization that you were almost cheating on your future husband with, well, your future husband.

«Oh,» he raised an eyebrow with a sly grin, «so you want to get married to me?» Minho, which had both his arms around your waist, sneaked his right hand upwards along your arm, until it eventually reached your face, in order to brush few strands of hair behind your ear.

«Yes, I do… I like you,» you admitted, unsure, «You don’t?»

Minho gently cupped your cheek, mumbling a quiet and almost inaudible «Of course I do.» before closing the space between your lips; you sighed, immediately returning it, while holding him as close as you could.

Despite the fact that you both spent two entire months desiring each other, Minho’s lips were gentle and caring, gentleness that dissipated in the same moment he heard a quiet whine escape your mouth and a tentative nibble on his lower lip; the kiss became more passionate as seconds went by, Minho holding your body close to his as if his life depended on it.

«I think we should anticipate our honeymoon,» Minho mumbled against your lips, sliding off the table and reverse your positions so that he had you pinned against it.

«I think that you can be smart when you want,» you retorted, and let Minho pick you up and lay you down on the bed.

That night, you and Minho made love for the first time – the first of a countless times, the heavy rainstorm providing as a background noise and Minho’s hair fell over your body as if it were gentle raindrops, anytime he left a trail of kisses on your skin.

Six months later, just like that night, there was a rainstorm outside of the Castle; you sighed, content with how many things managed to happen.

Both you and Minho decided to go back to your Castle, since it was the closest from Duvencrune, and as soon as the guards recognized you, well, it was quite a scandal, since the both of you managed to unleash absolute chaos in two different Reigns.

Minho was much better at lying than you were, and explained that the two of you had been exchanging letters in secrets and eventually gave in to the desire to meet; your parents believed that, and despite the fact that you managed to worry almost everyone in your Kingdom, your marriage was still safe.

You and Minho got married two months after your return, and you moved to his Castle, your new home; the cheesy realization that you managed to feel at home anywhere – also in front to a bonfire in the middle of nothing, as long as Minho was with you made you smile, and with a small giggle, you rolled on the bed, seeking for Minho’s cuddles. Or at least, you tried to.

«Can you please move your fat ass?» you groaned at Minho’s frame completely sprawled out on your shared bed and preventing you from rolling on your back.

«I don’t have a fat ass.» Minho groaned, rolling back on his side of bed and waiting for you to get comfortable so that you could cuddle.

«You do, and I love it.» you giggled, gently slapping on Minho’s butt a few times in rapid succession.

«Of course you do.» he chuckled, before kissing your head.

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@moonsaver has me thinking about a Royal au now…you mentioned something about working on a Royal au so not trying to steal the idea or anything just wanted to share my own take on it~

So reader is Royalty…

Argenti is a Knight, obviously…

Please hear me out on this one…

Dan Heng, runaway prince from another kingdom, under disguise as the gardener at your castle. No one suspects anything. He’s always just…been the mysterious, quiet gardener boy to you. Always keeping to himself, never really talking much…you like him but you wish you knew him a little better.

Jing Yuan I think translates easy enough to a General from the Kingdom Dan Heng ran from.

You thought it was so strange that on the day of the General’s visit, the gardener just mysteriously disappeared…

Aventurine…a peasant who worked his way up into becoming like… a royal advisor or something.

I wonder about Sunday…he just…seems so Top Dog on Penacony that I almost feel like he’d be a King or something.

Gepard is a knight as well, a given I feel.

Hear me out again.

Court jester Sampo who’s got his OWN agenda. That’s so funny. Nobody knows what it is, but he certainly is funny so he tends to get a pass when he causes trouble.

Idk what exactly this Royal au consists of but maybe if we throw in some fantasy…

Sparkle as some sort of…wicked fairy.

I don’t even have an idea for Luocha but whatever he is, it is NOT human.

The Stellaron hunters…some sort of mercenary band maybe?

Also absolutely obsessed with Gallagher who’d probably just be a regular ol tavern keeper in this version haha.

Ok I guess that’s what I’ve got so far haha…

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Alright bc the majority of you asked nicely here's the basic story plot for my byler pirate au :)

Will Byers is a privateer, captain of his ship SS Cleric, and well respected across the seas by his enemies and peers. He works under King Jim and Queen Joyce of the country of Haicela. Will is royalty, but his family was married in, so he never found his life in the palace, but on the sea. Wills crew on The Cleric are Princess Jane "Eleven" Hopper, Dustin Henderson, Steve Harrington, Robin Buckley, and many others in Haicela. Will has always encountered a prominent enemy, the infamous pirate Mike "Nightingale" Wheeler.

A runaway prince from the country of Eskaria, hiding underneath a fake identity. He sails the seas freely, scamming the greedy, raiding ships and docks, and exploring the world of its treasures on his ship The Cardiac. Mike's crew consists of Max Mayfield, Lucas and Erica Sinclair, Eddie Munson, and many others.

The Cardiac and SS Cleric clashed frequently, every crew member was well acquainted with eachother, especially Mike and Will, whose bickering over time had a gleaning hint of attraction, not that the two would admit to it. One day, darkness starts to spread across the seas as the kingdom of Eskaria is over thrown by the evil sea wizard Vecna, with the power of the powerful sea monster the Mind Flayer. They seek out to control the seas and all the countries of Hawkins and maybe even further. Queen Joyce decides that the only way to win this war is for SS Cleric to fight along with the army of Eskaria. Will knows they can't just do it on their own, so he reluctantly offers to make a deal with Mike that they work together to stop this evil, but for a price. Since they are pirates, they agreed.

The two boats set out to take over this evil with their bravery, and along the way, some special bonds are made, and Mike and Will learn they aren't so different after all.

That's the plot for it so far! It might change as I continue it, but that's the backbone of it for the mean time, I've also decided yes, I AM writing a fic for this😋

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It's been a while since I did anything for my Wildcard AU. But this took quite a while because of the decal and body shape. These two characters are Stacy's parents: King of Fools Seamus and Harliqueen Moira of the Joker Kingdom. Seamus is the current regent and a native of the Joker Kingdom. A friendly fellow who loves to grant his people joy. His natural talent as a Joker is theater. Particularly comedies. Seamus was always happy to give the gift of laughter, even at his own expense. But don't let that fool you into thinking that Seamus is a foolish king. He would use logic and reasoning to aid his kingdom but can be very frightful when pushed too far. Seamus' love for the kingdom was matched only by his love for his family. When he was a young man, he met a runaway noblewoman from the Hearts Kingdom. After granting her some shelter and some food, the woman, Moira, informs Seamus that she had fled her home because she was arranged to marry a wealthy, yet vile count on the outskirts of the kingdom. Her friend, who held a higher position, tried to get Moira out of it. But when her words fell on deaf ears, she urged Moira to run. Feeling sorry for the woman, Seamus allowed Moira to stay as long as she never spoke of the Joker Kingdom's existence to the outside world as per the law, even though he was the crown prince at the time. Moira accepted and pursued her passion for teaching. She was well-loved by her students for her creative ways to make education fun for them. She even had the aid of Seamus and a friend of his, Baron Francis, with some of her lessons. She, too, had a strong will when her temper flared and was quite stubborn at times. This and the two of them spending more and more time together caused Seamus and Moira to fall in love. Eventually, they married, were crown king and queen, and had a daughter, Stacy. It was a happy time for the couple. However, when Stacy was seven, Harliqueen Moira fell ill with an illness that slowly mummified her. King Seamus desperately searched for a cure both medical and magical, but none could be found. Though she suffered, Moira still held a smile on her face, not wanting her family and friends to worry. On the final night when she was alive, she told her family how much she loved them, and no matter what happened, she would always watch over them.

The next morning, Princess Stacy entered her parents' room to give her mother some water. She would be the one to find her mother has left the world of the living.

The loss of Moira was devastating to the kingdom, especially for Seamus and Stacy. Seamus was in complete despair that he nearly forgot that Moria wasn't truly gone. She was with him in his memories and in their daughter. He was reminded of that when he received word that the princess seemed to have lost the ability to smile. Realizing that his and Moira's child still needed him, Seamus climbed out of his depression and worked hard to mend their broken hearts by spending time together with his daughter.

Though he could never recover fully from the loss of Moira, Seamus' love for his daughter grew, watching with pride as she became a fine young lady who would one day succeed him as the Harliqueen of the Joker Kingdom. He also became a second father to Eddie Dear and took on Sally Starlet as an apprentice in the art of theater. After Stacy and her friends were chosen for the outer kingdoms' observation, Seamus begins to pray to Moira to keep their daughter safe. Especially since Stacy was ironically sent to her mother's birthplace: the Hearts Kingdom. ---------------------------------- I did a combo of Joker and Hearts fashion for Moira to represent her past and present homes. Seamus' birthstone is the sapphire while Moira's was the ruby.

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