#secret faery banging palace

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Buried in hinterlands long abandoned by high fae, shrouded in a magic so thick it had changed the land and stilled the day: what their foremother had called Mist for the fog, an estate large enough for an entire royal court, trapped forever in the same night and day of late harvest season. A lost, cursed, forgotten kingdom. It was as safe a place Lucien could imagine. If it hadn’t been within the boundaries of the Court of Night. “I could make even better wards out of Rhysands bones,” Lucien murmured, curved down to her temple, before pressing a kiss to her soft skin. “But it will feed and house a damned nation, given the chance.” They’d be a nation, too, if they survived long enough. Honeysuckle sweet, smoke stinging dangerous, Lucien breathed in the grounding, perfect scent of her right up until it changed. Gold and bone. Moss and blood. Eyes cracked open, there it was- the crown of Autumn, shining alongside twisting vermillion ribbons in her curling hair, like it had always been and always would be a part of her. “Elain.” She didn’t startle, but the bond burst like a door, Elain responding to Lucien’s panic like it was her own. He didn’t- couldn’t- Lucien simply picked up her hand and molded it, careful not to burn himself, over gilded bone, pollen teeming into the air. She shook her head. Met his gaze with more question that horror. “I didn’t call it.” Fire flared, a quick crackle of crimson light, the single leaf it carried falling on phantom wind directly in front of her. Smoldering, it burned nothing it touched, fire only further illustration to the single word punched through green. RUN A dozen, a hundred, tree fall itself a wrongness in Lucien’s heart, green leaves and red leaves and crunching oak, a forest filling the air, the entire empty hall, piling on benches, covering stone: RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN RUN-

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The Prince of Elfhame

Tittle: The Prince of Elfhame

Pairings: Nishimura Riki X F!Reader

Genre: Fantasy

Summary: Niki is the only son of Jude and Cardan Greenbriar, and he has a human maid, but his maid and he don't get along pretty well, and he has this secret crush on her that he's bitter about, he couldn't believe he's liking a human maid, it's just not on his ligue.

Warning: none

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INSPIRED BY "The Folk Of The Air" by Holly Black

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(The devil's contract isn't finished yet, that's why I wrote this so the wait is quite worth it...and it's been a lot of months since I posted the teaser and until now I haven't finished the story:'( I really really am sorry)

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Y/n have been walking upstairs of the palace where she would be serving his highness the prince, a cup of his afternoon chocolate tea with a strawberry on top. 

Ever since she'd been to Elfhame, all she ever felt was a surprise; and it's been four years since she'd been there. The first thing she was shocked with was her Majesty the Queen, she never thought a human would be ruling a kingdom of faeries; she often wondered if the Queen was ever been afraid, and the fact that humans can always be harmed by glamours, but she still stands so tall whenever they stumble upon each other; but what surprised her the most was that the prince- son of the king and queen- was always been kind with everyone except her.

They first met at the ball, the very first ball she ever attended on Elfhame. There was dancing and laughter with singing, and people who only care for free food. There was a loud bang in the hallway on the outside when the knights on the stand announced that the prince has come. Everyone cheered - the loudest was the king - and girls heave deep sighs as they hear the name 'prince' when the door opened and a tall young man, hair as black as the night, lips lump with rose tint, pointed ears, and a kind smile that convinced everyone that he should be loved; and Y/n was caught by it. She also heaves deep-long sigh and all she could ever think is that he looks more majestic than any other creature she has encountered here in Faerie.

That night didn't end up the way Y/n had dreamt of, the prince- Nikael Greenbriar - seems to not like her face so much. The first encounter was at the table of sweets when Y/n grabbed a strawberry tart with extra cream and microwaved(seem so) strawberry on top, and Nikael -mostly known as Prince Niki- grabbed her hand tight and shoots her a glare that almost poked through her eyes. They stayed staring at each other for a while then the price yanked away the tart from the girl's hand and walked away. And that's how everything ended at the ball.

One day, Minji, one of your faerie friends, told you that the palace needs one more worker for the laundry work, and that's the start of your getting promoted as the prince's maid. But everything just didn't work well, and it seems like the prince hold grudges since the night you stole his tart.

As you open the door, Niki is laying down on the couch while he's staring up at the ceiling.

"You spend two hours making tea?" He gave you bored looks and a sigh, unfortunately, your attention is on the tea; and when you finally put the teapot down, you straighten your back and answered him.

"Fourty-three minutes your highness. It was never an hour or more." He hated the way that you smile with so much sarcasm. He hated that you stares back at him with no slight bother. And he hated you the most because you always make him feel powerless, but of course, he'll never tell you that. Not anyone.

He answered you with a short eye roll and a groan. Three minutes had passed and you're standing still at his side as he consumes his tea very slowly, waiting for his next order.

"Do you hate me?" After three minutes long of silence, you were surprised by what he asked you. You barely know what to say.

"Why would I, your highness, my prince? I've no complaints even though I have more than a hundred, I still have no complaints, and I should never hate you. And that is because I don't-"

-like you? Was that it? you don't like me?" He shift his look to you, his brows meeting each other as you gave him another sweet smile.

"Your highness, I will be very honest. I hate you with every inch of my being." Your stare was intense, it made him put his teacup down and look at you fully. He was very much surprised you could say such things that never, not even one had ever told him.

"How about you, your highness, how much do you hate me?" He did not answer, but instead, he got up and walked out and shut the door loudly.

The next thing that happened is at the dining hall, when the king, queen, the queen's sister and her child, prince Oak, and prince Niki are eating dinner. You were standing at the side with the other maids when Niki keeps on looking at you, but when you make eye contact he abruptly changes his view, either to his food or to his uncle who keeps on talking. Niki is very loud whenever he talks with his uncle, but always quiet when the King is in view. So when the King talks and brought out a topic concerning Niki, he slams his utensils down and got up from his chair and walked out. And you guess he loves to walk out whenever he's mad. And nobody stopped him.

The next scene was in the garden when the Queen asked you to follow him and let him talk of what had offended him with his father's word. You see him by himself sitting on the well-cut grass, while you were standing close to his back.

"Why did you walk out again?"

"He said something about what a prince should do. But he never saw my efforts! that I always try to be a better prince and all he can see are the things I did not do. The things I couldn't do!" You were a little surprised he said those openly in front of you without hesitation.

You sit down beside him and you listen to his thoughts until it's nearly daytime.

"It's nearly time for bed...thank you Y/n, I never had someone to talk to either than my uncle. And it's been a while since I let someone hear my concerns." The morning sunlight that hits his face was yellowish red, his side view was the most beautiful view you've ever seen. He looks so majestic. The most beautiful faerie you think there is to live.

"Why do you hate me?" It was an inch distance between you two, and you were lost in his eyes that you think it was glamour that made you advance more and put your warm lips into his plumpy rose red lips and he gladly return the kiss.

His question was never answered, and after that night when the sun finally stands tall, you both got to bed, and the next day, everything seems to be normal again with your daily dose of bickering, but it seems different from the previous fights because he doesn't smile or laugh after the arguments before. But he'll never say he likes you, and so do you.

(I hope you liked it<3)

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Johnlock fic recs (1/?)

[AU edition 1/?]

As usual the fics I rec are complete except for one in this post and I try not to spoil the plot by keeping my comments to the minimum. I love how there’re so many AUs of Johnlock and they’re all so so good and hey they’re soulmates in every universe.

🔎 All We Ought To Ask by @achray. E, 56k. Victorian AU, John is a reverend.

“It’s a quiet parish,” Stamford added, beckoning to the maid to pour more.

“Apart from that heretic Holmes, of course,” said the Archdeacon. where the good things grow - anchors.

🔎 Mise en Place by @azriona. M, 161k. How can you make falling in love in 7 days believable? This is how. I adore this series as a whole and this in particular is a must-read.

John Watson had no intentions of taking over the family business, but when he returns from Afghanistan, battered and bruised, and discovers that his sister Harry has run their restaurant into the ground, he doesn’t have much choice. There’s only one thing that can save the Empire from closing for good – the celebrity star of the BBC series Restaurant Reconstructed, Chef Sherlock Holmes.

🔎 Bel Canto by @bendingsignpost. T, 127k. Phantomlock, secret identity, the times I’ve reread this.

After years of waiting for wealthy patrons to faint, Dr John Watson discovers a far more interesting patient in the opera house basement. (AU through a Phantom of the Opera lens.)

🔎 Cooperative Principle + Magnificent by bendingsignpost. E + T, 56k + 3k. Teacher!John, honestly I just adore every work of bendingsignpost.

As the newest instructor at St. Bart’s, John has been explicitly warned to never do Sherlock Holmes any favours. Too bad the sex is so good.

🔎 Watches ‘Verse by bendingsignpost. T to E, 66k. John in multiple realities  

First, he is shot in Afghanistan. Second, he wakes to a phone call in Chelmsford, Essex. Third is pain, fourth is normalcy, fifth is agony and sixth is confusion. By the eighth, he’s lost track.

🔎 Empathy by Blind_Author. T, 36k. Psychic!John. I love John-centric or John’s POV fics and this one is an oldie but goodie.  

John is an empath. Which isn’t nearly as much fun as it sounds. Most of the time, it’s not even useful.

🔎 Faerie-Touched by Blind_Author. T, 9k. They’re still the same but magical. Cute and would make you want more sequels.

In a world of sorcerers and magic, Sherlock is a Faerie-born and John, lacking any kind of magical talent, often seems a bit out of place. But he has a gift all his own…

🔎 To the Sticking Place by @blueink3. E, 122k. Theatre AU. Both of them are cast for Hamlet and the UST is just *-*

Renowned Shakespearean actor Sherlock Holmes has finally burned all of his bridges in the theatre industry save for his constant director, Greg Lestrade. John Watson has made a name for himself in the musical theatre circuit, but age and injury are working against him. Can they reinvent themselves for an all-male Macbeth without killing one another?

🔎 Mental by Boeshane42. E, 18k.

Sherlock Holmes is a patient in a closed psychiatric ward. John Watson is his new psychiatrist.

🔎 Dehumanise Me by deuxexmycroft. E, 27k.

John is sent down for life after accidentally murdering someone, and gets snatched up to play prison wife for a strange man named Sherlock Holmes.

🔎 The Loss of Flesh and Soul by deuxexmycroft. E, 70k. Hannibal AU. WIP, probably dropped but it’s so good I couldn’t resist.

Five years after John Watson puts the murderous Sherlock Holmes behind bars, a vicious copycat killer emerges. A reluctant John is pulled out of retirement to seek the expertise of the only man who can help, a man who has developed an unsettling obsession with John himself.

🔎 Misdialed by DLanaDHZ. T, 63k. It has everything I love: time travel, communication via phones, creative plot, meet-cute (?).

John needs a new phone, one that doesn’t bend time and have an amazing man on the other end who claims to be the world’s greatest detective, except that he can’t figure out how he called Dr. Watson instead of his brother. However, with a criminal mastermind on the loose, John’s phone connection may be the only thing that can save them both.

🔎 The Bang and the Clatter by @earlgreytea68. M, 137k. Baseball AU. For someone who hates sports I sure read a lot of sports au fics.

Sherlock Holmes is a pitcher and John Watson is a catcher.

🔎 John Watson’s Twelve Days of Christmas by @earlgreytea68. M, 53k. Christmas fic. Fake dating and meet-cute

It’s the holiday season. John Watson needs money. Sherlock Holmes needs something else.

🔎 On His Majesty’s Secret Service by eyeus. E, 12k. Spy!John.

It’s a question of limits, and a fine line that John treads in the struggle to balance his duties and his burgeoning affection for his flatmate. AU where John is a retired spy recruited for one final mission.

🔎 Across the Desert, Upon the Wind by hogwartswitch. E, 33k. I love Eros and Psyche and I feel there are elements of it in this.

While out on a routine sweep in the desert, John and one of his teammates get lost in a sandstorm and end up at the foot of an enormous palace. They meet - and anger - a cursed prince who spares their life in exchange for John staying behind. But the prince has a secret and John soon discovers it, plunging himself in a quest across the desert fraught with danger.

Loosely based on the fairy tales “Beauty and the Beast” and “East of the Sun, West of the Moon”.

🔎 The Measure of a Gentleman by @ishipanarmada. E, 67k. Pride and Prejudice AU but same sex marriage is legal

It is a truth universally acknowledged, that a single man in possession of a good fortune, must be in want of a partner.

Less universally acknowledged is that a single man in possession of very little in the way of fortune may be in want of a partner as well, but John Watson had little time or energy to devote to his own wants or needs…

Enter one Mr Holmes…

🔎 A Further Sea by i_ship_an_armada. E, 125k. It’s them but they’re pirates.

Here be a tale of adventure for both body and soul, but beware if ye be not of stout heart, for this be piratelock, ya savvy? Luckless ship’s surgeon John Watson takes a chance, and finds himself eye to eye with The Ghost, the scourge of the seven seas and a definite thorn in the side of the blaggard, James Moriarty. But when John finds there’s more to this most cunning pirate than be meetin’ the eye, he has to choose–is it a pirate’s life for him?

🔎 Old Friends by inspiration_assaulted. T, 2k. Texting and pre-s2.

In which John and Mycroft are old friends, and Mycroft texts.

🔎 You Go To My Head series by @jbaillier​ . M, 49k.

This series is an alternate universe one, featuring the exciting medical and romantic adventures of doctors Watson (senior neuroanaesthetist) and Holmes (neurosurgeon).

🔎 He’s Not Paid Enough to Deal with This Shit by janonny. T, 10k. John works for Mycroft and Sherlock tries to lure him to 221B as usual. Fun and cute read. I wish there was more.

One of the first things John did was to write up step-by-step instructions on how to conduct a proper job interview before handing it over to Mycroft for his perusal. There were no kidnapping, deserted car parks or stolen therapy notes anywhere on that list.

(Or the one where John returned from the war and ended up working for Mycroft as his personal assistant slash doctor on retainer. Everything was fine, until he was sent to post bail for one Sherlock Holmes.)