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Hello again everyone! Thank you all so much for the overwhelming support for the last part of the "Merlin accidentally conquers Camelot" au! I've had so much fun writing this au, and I'm so glad that you've all enjoyed it too! This will probably be the final part of this au (for now), since I have more au ideas to share with you all, but I'll probably revisit this au some day! For now, I'm approaching two pretty big tumblr milestones, so I'm working on an extra-special au to post in celebration of those (and I won't give anything away, but I think that this new au may be my best one yet, so stay tuned)!
Also, warning, this one is a long post! Be prepared!
Now, onto part four of this au! You can find part one here, part two here, and part three here!
As it turned out, planning a royal wedding was no easy feat.
Merlin had thought that simply adding a quick and (hopefully) painless wedding ceremony at the end of his coronation would make everything go smoothly. After all, the castle would already be decorated, they'd already have all of the important lords in attendance, and everything needed for a consort's coronation ceremony would already be there.
However, when Merlin announced to the lords and the steward in charge of preparing his coronation ceremony that he'd also need a quick wedding and coronation to take Arthur as his consort, they reacted with so much shock and horror that Merlin thought for a second that he'd accidentally announced that he was ordering their executions instead. The only person in the council room who didn't look like death itself had just appeared before him was Gwaine, who took advantage of he shocked silence following Merlin's proclamation to start laughing so uncontrollably that he doubled over and had to grab the wall for support.
Merlin had expected some shock and pushback from the council at his decision, not... this. All of the lords on the council had gone as pale as parchment, some trembling in their seats with fear. What on earth...
"Sire," the ever-unflappable Geoffrey called out, jolting Merlin from his confusion at the state of terror that had gripped the other council members, "while such a marriage would not be unlawful, it would certainly be unprecedented. I'm not questioning your judgement, I know that establishing yourself as a strong ruler this early in your reign is paramount, but are you sure that this is the best way to go about it? I'm certain that the citizens of Camelot will accept you as their rightful ruler as soon as they witness their true power for themselves, so taking the former king as your war prize isn't entirely necessary to show your dominance over the land."
The lords grew several shades paler at Geoffrey's words, and the trembling councilman sitting next to Geoffrey leaned in to fearfully hiss something into the librarian's ear. Merlin watched with growing confusion as Geoffrey's eyes went wide at whatever had just been whispered to him, and he rushed to speak once more.
"Of course, if this decision was made as some form of revenge or humiliation towards the Pendragon line, that is well within your right as a conqueror, Your Majesty. We would simply advise you to take the disgraced king as a concubine, perhaps, instead of your official consort. As a ruler, you must now also consider the issue of one day producing legitimate heirs, which can only be borne to you through your consort."
Merlin blinked, desperately trying to follow whatever logic Geoffrey was using. Take Arthur as a concubine?! Had the old man gone insane?! And Merlin certainly wasn't concerned about heirs, since if he got his way, then his reign wouldn't last longer than this week!
Still, with most of the council looking like they were being plagued by waking nightmares, they weren't likely to listen to Merlin's very reasonable objections to being king in the first place, so Merlin just had to get them off his back until the wedding.
After a deep sigh, which made most of the council members flinch back with a still confusing amount of fear, Merlin addressed Geoffrey's concerns.
"Thank you for your input, but I'm afraid that my decision has already been made on this... issue. I will be taking Arthur as my consort at my coronation, and my decision is final. And don't concern yourself with the topic of heirs, that will be sorted out shortly."
Several lords choked on the air at Merlin's last comment, with a couple outright fainting at his words. Merlin's brows furrowed even more with befuddlement. What... what had he said that garnered such a reaction?! He was just telling them not to worry about it!
(Meanwhile, unbeknownst to Merlin, the lords had a very different idea of what their new king- a powerful, brutal warlord and sorcerer- had planned. They interpreted Merlin's intent to marry Arthur as an act of revenge against the son of the man who killed off so many of his people during the purge. It apparently wasn't enough for the mighty Emrys to defeat his enemy and leave him with nothing to his name. No, this ruthless new king of theirs planned on forcing the former king into a life of humiliation and servitude in the court that was once his own. To a king, that must be a fate worse than death.
These lords, who were some of the most active and complicit members of Uther's purge, looked at the punishment that Emrys had planned for Arthur and thought if that's what happened to the king, what's he going to do to us?!)
The days went by quickly after that meeting, with Merlin's time being filled with a never-ending list of his new duties and things that needed to be done before his coronation, not to mention organizing the coronation itself and the subsequent wedding (which Arthur didn't know about yet, as Merlin had been deliberately avoiding the dungeons after his last conversation with Arthur).
It took the better part of a week for everything to finally be prepared for the official coronation ceremony. The ceremony itself would consist of Merlin being crowned in front of the court (a nauseating thought for Merlin himself), the vassal lords and knights willing to swear fealty to him taking the oath of loyalty, and finally Arthur being handfasted to Merlin and crowned consort.
Merlin was, for once, thankful for the amount of work that he had to do over the days leading up to the ceremony, as it kept his mind busy and his thoughts away from the pit of self-loathing that had taken up permanent residence in his head. After all, what kind of friend stole everything from the person they love the most in the world and then turns around and forces that same friend (and unrequited crush) to marry them?!
Merlin had attempted to rationalize his selfish decision to keep Arthur in the dark regarding his plan to reinstate him as king by telling himself that if Arthur didn't know about the wedding until the last minute, then he would spend less time worrying about it in the long run after he was king again! Besides, if Merlin's plan worked, they would only be married for a day or two, so there was no reason to get Arthur worked up over that by telling him earlier!
Truly, Merlin was not being a complete scumbag by doing this, he was just looking out for his friend's best interests and mental wellbeing! This would all blow over in a a matter of days anyways, Merlin was certain of it.
Still, Merlin found himself anxious and pacing the floor of his room on the morning of the ceremony. He had sent a team of servants and guards to retrieve Arthur from his cell and prepare him for the ceremony, so he likely wouldn't see Arthur until he was brought into the great hall for the handfasting ceremony. However, he still worried over Arthur's reaction when he learned what exactly when was being prepared for.
This worry lingered in Merlin's mind and consumed his thoughts throughout the entire day and into the coronation ceremony, so much so that his own coronation seemed like a blur to him. One moment he was standing in the great hall in front of the assembled crowd of lords and knights, and in the next, he was sitting on Arthur's throne with Arthur's crown on his head, with the crowd shouting "long live the king".
The sound of it almost made Merlin sick. Those words should never be directed at him, but he'd make this right soon enough. He just had to suffer through this ceremony to appease those disloyal lords who had turned their backs on their true king.
Perhaps the worst part of the coronation itself was the ceremony in which the lords and knights willing to pledge their fealty to him took an oath declaring such. It was no surprise to Merlin to see those weasels on the council of lords pledging themselves to save their own skin, but the knights who showed up to pledge their fealty were... very unexpected.
Look, Merlin had assumed that it would just be Gwaine and a small handful of guards and younger knights that he had roped into his mischievous scheme swearing loyalty so him. All of the other knights with their wits intact would surely still be down in the cells of the dungeon, holding true to their prior oaths of loyalty and keeping their true king company.
What Merlin did not expect, however, was for nearly a quarter of all of Camelot's knights to take a knee before him and pledge their loyalty, led by a highly amused Gwaine, who was no doubt enjoying every minute of this. Merlin quickly scanned the crowd of knights, trying to take count of who all had turned their backs on Arthur and could no longer be trusted.
Gwaine, of course, came at no surprise. Many of those assembled were commoner knights whom Arthur had taken in, including Percival, but the giant regularly got pulled into Gwaine's nonsense, so this wasn't truly that much of a shock if Merlin thought about it. There were a fair number of noble-born knights in the crowd, including all of those whom Merlin had noted had a softer outlook on magic. And then, of course, there were a decent number of pompous, high-born knights who had never given a lick about magic or loyalty, they just wanted to preserve their own wealth and power no matter the cost.
Merlin narrowed his eyes at the cluster of those knights. All the rest had logical reasons to side with Merlin, between Gwaine's persuasiveness, solidarity between the lower class, or a connection or sympathy towards magic, so they would be allowed to stay in court after Arthur had retaken his rightful throne. But these knights? These cowardly snakes had to be dealt with at the first opportunity. But how could he get rid of them without people becoming suspicious?
... Wait a minute, Merlin was king now! He might only have that title for a day or so, but in that time, he could certainly use it! (And he absolutely was not using this as a tactic to prolong this part of the ceremony so that he had a few more minutes of peace before the wedding began.)
Right, but how was he going to play this? He couldn't exactly just announce that he wanted those knights to leave because he wanted them gone before Arthur took over again.
Merlin narrowed his eyes at the group of treacherous knights and noted how they squirmed a bit under his gaze, with even some of the people around them shuddering. Right, he looked like a ruthless and powerful sorcerer to them now. He could use that to his advantage.
As the knights finished reciting their oaths, Merlin held up his hand, signaling for them to stay in place. The knights did so, but a confused and concerned murmuring started buzzing around at this strange departure from the normal ceremony. Slowly, Merlin lifted his hand and pointed at the assembled group of knights in the back.
"You lot. In the back."
The murmuring died down the instant Merlin opened his mouth and was instead replaced by an oppressive dread weighing down the ornately decorated hall. If Merlin wasn't trying so hard to keep a straight, intimidating face, he would have winced at causing such a wave of fear with nothing more than a few words.
Hesitantly, one of the called out knights stepped forward, addressing their new king.
"Yes, your majesty? Is there something you require of us?"
Merlin held back the urge to smirk as an idea, and a very satisfying one at that, formed in his head. He quietly cleared his throat and put on his most imperious "Emrys" voice that he could muster.
"I can sense insincerity in your hearts with my magic. Just as you abandoned the previous king, you would also turn your backs on me at the first opportunity to do so. Do not even attempt to deny it, you know just as well as I do that this true. I cannot trust any such men as knights of mine."
The group of knights went pale as Merlin called them out for their flimsy loyalty, and at once whispers began fly in the crowd. Perhaps they were intrigued by this show of his "powers"? Were they scandalized by this public shaming of a group of high-ranking knights?
Either way, the knights immediately began groveling, begging Merlin to let them keep their positions, their wealth, their power, but Merlin dismissed them with a wave of a hand and publicly revoked their knighthoods. The murmuring of the remaining people in the great hall grew louder as the disgraced former knights made their way out of the hall, no doubt intimidated and scandalized by how quickly their new ruler was purging his court of the disloyal.
However, with the loyal knights having taken their oaths and the untrustworthy ones having been cast out, the coronation ceremony was now officially complete, meaning that Merlin could no longer stall what would come next.
Merlin sat still on his stolen throne, trying his best not to fidget with nervousness as Geoffrey gave some traditional speech that had to be done before the doors of the great hall opened to let consort walk down the aisle to the throne.
After a couple minutes, Geoffrey's monotonous voice became nothing but a buzzing in Merlin's ears as he stared at the doors of the hall, desperately trying to imagine any scenario where those doors wouldn't open to an Arthur who was filled with nothing but rage and betrayal.
All too soon, Geoffrey's droning speech ended, and the trumpets in the hall announced the arrival of the soon-to-be-consort and signaled for everyone of lower rank to stand. Merlin's heart leapt to his throat as he jumped to his feet, even though he was the only person in the room who didn't need to. Ever so slowly, the doors to the hall swung open, revealing... Arthur.
Merlin damn near choked on his own saliva at the sight of him. He had seen Arthur in a wide range of states over the years as his manservant, ranging anywhere from sleep-rumbled to solemnly prepared for battle. But this... he had never seen anything like it.
Merlin couldn't decide if whoever had been in charge of dressing Arthur and preparing him for the ceremony ought to either be promoted to Arthur's personal tailor or immediately banished. In place of Arthur's usual surcoat and chainmail for official ceremonies, which was what Merlin had foolishly assumed the servants would dress Arthur in, there was... a monstrosity that would haunt Merlin's dreams for the rest of his life.
Merlin didn't even know how to begin to describe it. The garment that the servants had no doubt forced Arthur into, as Merlin knew that he would never wear such a thing of his own accord, was somewhere between a set of intricately intertwined robes and a dress, which hugged Arthur's shoulders, upper arms, and thighs, highlighting the muscles there. Most of the outfit appeared to be made out of a rich velvet, dyed in a majestic royal blue that both looked entirely out of place on Arthur and brought out his eyes like nothing Merlin had ever seen before. And dear gods, was that lace on there?! And why the hell did the outfit need elbow-length lace gloves?!
(The servants who had been in charge of dressing Arthur for the ceremony had assumed that their brutal new warlord would probably want his war prize to look as far from a warrior as possible, in order to further prove that he had beaten the previous rulers. So, they selected a delicate and elegant outfit for Arthur in the hopes of appeasing their new king.)
Merlin swallowed dryly as Arthur slowly began making his way down the aisle with measured footsteps. The movement snapped Merlin out of whatever temporary madness the outfit had sent him spiraling into, and Merlin finally locked eyes with Arthur.
Merlin winced at the sheer amount of rage that Arthur managed to fit into one glare as he took another step towards the throne that was rightfully his. Merlin tried to give Arthur his most reassuring smile, but he was almost certain it only came across as a nervous grimace.
Just go along with this, Merlin tried to beg of Arthur with only his eyes. Their bond had always been one that allowed them to communicate without words, and Merlin prayed that their connection would hold strong once more and get his message across to Arthur.
Neither Arthur's impressive glare nor his furious scowl let up though, but he kept his pace towards the throne steady, which Merlin decided to take as a good sign. After all, if Arthur truly did not any merit to this impromptu plan, why would he still be walking of his own accord towards the altar?
Still, as Arthur grew closer and closer to the altar prepared for the handfasting, his eyes became darker with rage as Merlin winced. Yes, this would certainly be harder than it needed to be, but this had to be done to get Arthur back on the throne! Surely Arthur would understand that!
After what must have been an eternity, Arthur finally reached the altar and, ever so slowly, walked around to stand at a fidgeting Merlin's side.
As Geoffrey began yet another speech that had to be done before the handfasting took place, Merlin quietly turned to Arthur and gave him a small smile, trying to a least let Arthur know that everything was alright, that everything would turn out fine.
That little smile, it seemed, turned out to be the final straw for Arthur. Merlin wasn't even entirely sure how it happened.
One moment, he was standing next to Arthur in front of the altar, with the only sound in the room being Geoffrey's boring voice. And in the next, there was a savage war cry coming from Arthur, who was now armed with a sword, and a decent amount of screaming coming from the crowd.
It spoke volumes about Merlin's state of mind that his first thought upon seeing Arthur run at him with a blade in hand wasn't get back, dodge! but was rather that dress is tight, where on earth did he hide that sword?
However, Merlin's sense of self-preservation wasn't nearly as terrible as Gaius accused it of being, as his second thought was I should probably try to avoid getting stabbed at my own wedding.
Reluctantly, Merlin gathered his magic, ready to disarm Arthur and hold him still if need be. Arthur could stab Merlin later if he really felt like it, but Merlin needed to at least officially make Arthur his consort and heir before Arthur did that!
However, to Merlin's surprise, rather than trying to run Merlin through, Arthur instead stabbed at the wooden handfasting altar, sinking his blade deep into it. Merlin carefully kept his eyes on Arthur as the other man viciously pulled off one of the dainty lace gloves and threw it on the ground at Merlin's feet.
Dumbfounded, Merlin stared at the thrown glove on the floor and then looked back up to stare at Arthur, not quite getting what Arthur was trying to tell him here. Did he just really hate the outfit? Or was it this whole marriage plan that he objected to?
"Pick it up."
"Huh?"
Arthur nearly started growling, his rage apparently rising with Merlin's confusion.
"It may not be a proper gauntlet, since you have denied me such a dignity, but it will suffice for this. Pick it up, King Emrys. I challenge you to a duel in single combat for the throne of Camelot. You may have defeated my sister, but you did not defeat me! I am no prize for you to claim!"
Merlin simply blinked, completely thrown off by this turn of events, while loud shouts started erupting from the crowd. By the time his mind caught up to what Arthur had said, Arthur had taken up his sword from where he had struck it into the altar and was pointing it threateningly at Merlin again.
As Merlin's shock wore off and he finally understood what exactly Arthur had just done, he had to fight back the urge to scream into the sky with frustration as yet another one of his plans to reinstate Arthur as king had just been ruined by the obstinate clotpole himself. Couldn't the prat just let Merlin help?!
With his frustration rising, Merlin glared down at the thrown glove. While a duel would certainly allow Arthur to retake the throne, Merlin wasn't entirely sure how his magic would react to such a fight. Merlin would never consciously hurt Arthur of course, but who knows if his magic would strike out in self-defense?!
And, besides, formally accepting and preparing the duel would take days. And, in Merlin's opinion, this whole farce has gone on for long enough.
"No. I will not accept your challenge."
Arthur's face went red with anger at Merlin's refusal.
"You are just as much of a coward as the rest of your kind, sorcerer! You would not even grant me the opportunity to take back what's mine!"
Merlin bit back a frustrated scream at that. Arthur would be getting his throne back if he just followed through with any of Merlin's plans instead of ruining threm!
Merlin took a deep breath and sighed on the exhale, trying the rein in his own anger. He just needed to go through with this ceremony, and then everything would be fine.
With a quick flash of gold in his eyes, which had Arthur flinching back (and didn't that just sting?), Merlin turned Arthur's blade into dust had Arthur's glove fly back onto his hand, setting everything right as it had been before Arthur had pulled out a sword and all hell had broken loose.
"That's enough! I've been trying to restore you to your rightful position as king this entire time, and yet you push back at every opportunity! I am not about to let you sabotage your own destiny! So, here's what's going to happen!"
Distantly, Merlin heard the wind outside whipping around, like his own frustration and stirred nature itself into a frenzy.
"You are going to stand here, complete this ceremony, be named my heir, and then retake your throne when I abdicate! Are we clear?"
Arthur, who still looked rather shaken at Merlin's display of magic, scowled, but still nodded his head. Merlin, satisfied by this, turned back around to face the shocked crowd.
"And do I make myself clear to all of you?! There will be no more interruptions of this ceremony, and Arthur will take back his throne!"
The frightened crowd went silent at Merlin's outburst, seemingly relenting to Merlin's demands.
Merlin then turned to Geoffrey, who was still standing in front of the handfasting altar with the rope in his hands.
"Now, Geoffrey, I would greatly appreciate it if you would get a move on here. I don't want to wear this stupid crown for any longer than I have to."
The only indication that Geoffrey gave that he was surprised by Merlin's outburst was a mere uptake of his eyebrows, rather reminiscent of Gaius's signature look. Without further ado, Geoffrey tied Merlin and Arthur's hands together, declaring them to be now married in the eyes of the gods of the Old Religion.
(Merlin tried to ignore the hurt and longing that built up in his heart in that moment. How many times had he dreamed of something like this? But he never wanted it to happen like this. This was Merlin's dream come true, but it was all wrong. In that moment, Merlin didn't dare look at Arthur, too afraid of what his dearest friend thought about this grievous overstep of boundaries.)
Immediately after Geoffrey untied the handfasting knot, Arthur's coronation as consort began. The ceremony itself went smoothly, but Merlin's heart broke both at the sight of Arthur kneeling before him, waiting to be crowned, and at the furious glare Arthur gave him as he gently put the consort's crown upon Arthur's head, officially naming Arthur as his heir.
As soon as Arthur stood from where he was kneeling, applause broke out from the crowd. Someone (Merlin heavily suspected Gwaine) started a chant of "long live the kings!", which caught on quickly. Merlin winced again at the chant, not daring to turn and look at Arthur's face.
Still, Merlin reminded himself as he took a deep, calming breath, everything was coming along. Arthur was now officially his consort and heir, and all that was left to do... was the copious amounts of paperwork finalizing his abdication.
Yeah, no. Merlin wasn't going through that process when he could just take care of it here and now.
"Citizens of Camelot, on this most joyous day, I, King Emrys, abdicate the throne!"
Even though he had made his intentions clear only a few minutes earlier, shocked whispers flew around the crowd, like they hadn't truly believed that he would go through with it.
Merlin couldn't help the grin that was forming on his face. Finally, everything would be set right again!
"I am no longer your king, and as per the laws of the kingdom, the throne now rightfully belongs to your true king, Arthur Pendragon!"
With that, Merlin reached up and yanked the crown off of his own head, marched over to a dumbfounded Arthur and, without any hesitation, replaced the consort's crown on Arthur's head with the true crown.
"There, that's much better," Merlin whispered to himself as he gazed upon Arthur, finally looking like himself again, but he was certain that Arthur must have heard it too, as Arthur's eyes went wide at his words.
But that was a conversation for another day, as Merlin was now done here. This entire calamity was over, and now Merlin was going to savor its end.
Merlin turned back to face the crowd once more with an undoubtedly crazed grin.
"Goodnight everyone! Be sure to obey your true king! In the meanwhile, I'm off to bed for my first full night's rest since this nightmare started!"
And with that, Merlin merrily skipped out of the great hall, made his way to his cramped room in Gaius's chambers, and slept soundly.
Bonus Scene!
THE NEXT DAY:
Arthur: Busts into Merlin's room
Merlin, unwillingly woken up from the best sleep he's gotten in years: Ugh, what do you want you prat?! You're king again, aren't you?! Don't you have kingly duty to be attending to?
Arthur: Merlin you idiot, you abdicated the throne.
Merlin: Yes, and now you're king again. You're welcome!
Arthur: But you never dissolved our union!
Merlin: Huh?
Arthur: A divorce can only be granted by the same ruler who authorized the marriage! You know what this means, right?!
Merlin: Yeah, that you can just declare us to be not married anymore and we can all be on our way.
Arthur: No, YOU were the ruler who authorized the marriage, and now that you've abdicated, you can't dissolve the marriage! Legally, no one can!
Merlin, turning pale: What?
Arthur, looking weary: Yes, apparently it's some legal technicality that Geoffrey cited from Bruta's code. I've spent all morning arguing with him, but there seems to be no way around it.
Merlin: So... what you're saying is that we're stuck being married to each other.
Arthur: Yes, you buffoon, that's exactly what I'm saying! Now, get up!
Merlin, feeling incredibly guilty over this entire situation: Arthur, I'm so sorry, I take full responsibility for this, I never should have forced you into-
Arthur, cutting him off: Let's go. We don't have much time before the rest of the castle is up and about, and I'd rather us not be seen here.
Merlin, confused but complying: Arthur, where are we going? Why don't you want us to be seen here?
Arthur, blushing: It would reflect poorly on the king if word got out that he let his consort sleep in this dirty broom closet on their wedding night, wouldn't it?
Merlin, blushing: Ah, I suppose it would.
And that's a wrap for this au for now! I hope you've all enjoyed this story!
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djeniryuu · 11 months ago
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Lee Minho Fic Recs (2021)
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P.S.: Please let me know if any of the links aren’t working
a - angst, f - fluff, s - smut, ✔- completed
♡ - personal favourite
* - newly added
Stories by Year:
2019, 2020, 2021, 2022, 2023, 2024
Oneshots:
⇢ 7 Days (3.7k) - (f) » university!au, best friends to lovers
⇢ 23:16 (1.2k) - (s) 
⇢ 24 Hours After Your Death (1.8k) - (a) ♡  » tw: death
⇢ Appetizer (2.4k) - (s)
⇢ Between the Lines (9.7k) - (f) » librarian!minho, student!au
⇢ By Now (17.6k) - (a, f, s) » friends with benefits to strangers to lovers
⇢ Crimson Rose (3k) - (a) » highschool!au
⇢ Dad!Minho (2.4k) - (a, f, s) » dad!minho, nanny!reader
⇢ Dilf!Minho (1.4k) - (s) » single dad!minho
⇢ Dumb and Ridiculous! (10k) - (f) » university!au, frenemies to lovers
⇢ Face Your Feelings (7.1k) - (f) » best friends to lovers, prosopagnosia
⇢ From Home (3.4k) - (a) » neighbours!au
⇢ Hymn of the Winds (5.5k) - (f) » arabian mythology, royal!au, husband!minho
⇢ If I Hated You… (0.4k) - (a, f)
⇢ Inexperienced (6.2k) - (s) » virgin!reader
⇢ Kingdom Come (3.4k) - (f, s) » royalty!au, prince!minho
⇢ Leave the Door Open (12.3k) - (a, f, s) ♡  » sugarbaby!au, friends with benefits to lovers
⇢ Life Support (0.6k) - (a)
⇢ Mischief & Mistletoe (8.1k) - (f) » friends to lovers
⇢ Of Poison Love & Never Agains (6k) - (a, f)  » royalty!au, prince!minho, princess!reader
⇢ Queen of the Night (9.7k) - (a, f) » royalty!au, king!minho, queen!reader
⇢ The Enemies to Lovers Project (18k) - (f) ♡  » enemies to lovers, university!au
⇢ The One That Got Away (2.4k) - (a)  » exes!au
⇢ The Other Girl (4.3k) - (a, f)  » university!au
⇢ They Cheat On You and Regret It (0.5k) - (a) 
⇢ Your Heart & Your Headache, Too (9.6k) - (f)  » strangers to lovers, god!minho
Series:
⇢ Meant to Be - (a, f, sm!au) ✔  » exes to lovers, social media!au
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5,  Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10,  Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15,  Part 16 (Final) 
⇢ Rival (12.9k) - (f, s) ✔  » office!au
Part 1, Part 2 (Final) 
⇢ Sanguis Limerence ft. Bang Chan (180k) - (a, f, s) ✔ ♡ » poly!au, vampire!au, action
Sanguis Limerence: Awakening (150k)
Sanguis Limerence: Origins (Individual Characters’ Backstory)
⇢ Trust Fall (107.6k) - (action, a, f) ✔  » spy!au, action
Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5  Part 6, Part 7, Part 8, Part 9, Part 10  Part 11, Part 12, Part 13, Part 14, Part 15  Part 16, Part 17 (Final) 
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fickleminder · 4 months ago
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How I Met The Human Exchange Student (1/7)
DWBD AU. Your first time meeting (and befriending) the lesser demons.
DWBD AU masterlist here. Brief intro to the lesser demons here.
Dracius (lesser Pride demon)
To say Dracius was surprised to see you taking shifts at the royal library would be an understatement.
He knew who you were of course, and you were actually quite nice for someone who was under the protection and sponsorship of the Avatars themselves. What he couldn’t wrap his head around was why you would be juggling a part-time job on top of your studies. Cultural exposure, perhaps?
Dracius was admittedly curious, but also felt it rude to pry, so he ultimately decided to keep his mouth shut.
That is, until you approached him one day to ask where you could find a laundromat, if there was even such a thing in the Devildom.
"…What?" Dracius blinked, the dictionary in his hand frozen halfway to the shelf.
You cleared your throat and looked away. "Sorry, I know it’s a weird question but I didn’t know who else to ask. You seem like a decent guy, so…"
That was a first. Most demons didn’t even want to approach him to begin with, and he had only ever interacted with you once to show you the ropes when the head librarian brought you onboard. Dracius didn’t think he’d gone out of his way to be extra nice to you or anything, but clearly just being polite was enough.
"If the washer at your dorm is broken, I’m sure Lord Lucifer will call someone to get it fixed in no time," he pointed out.
"The one at the House works just fine. I'm just being charged an exorbitant fee to use it."
Ah, that explained things. Everyone knew Lord Mammon had no shame, even under his own roof. "And you didn't report this to Lord Lucifer because...?"
"Last time I said anything, I found myself dangling from the chandelier."
Dracius had heard rumors of what the Avatars' home life was like, and he definitely didn't envy you for having to stay with them. It was probably why you had to take up a part-time job as well. The humiliation was clearly eating you alive, so he decided to cut you some slack. "There's a pretty cheap and reliable laundromat not too far from Cafe Lament. If you're willing to pay extra, the ghosts there also provide folding services."
"Thanks, I owe you one." You sighed in relief, glad that you finally had a solution to your laundry problem. "If it's not too much trouble, can you show me how to open a bank account here too?"
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art-beyond-the-stars · 2 months ago
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A cute little OC of mine that I've made since getting into Wreck-it-Ralph! (Thanks to a little video I watched a couple days ago.)
He was the Royal Librarian under King Candy's rule!
Nowadays, however... his position has certainly changed.
He's not sure if this is a promotion or a punishment.
This is an AU where Cybug!King Candy is captured instead of killed, and, well, someone had to look after him. Looks like poor Graham got the short end of the stick!
Help me escape an unsafe household!
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liminalpebble · 6 months ago
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Between the Lines, Chapter 1 (An AU Loki Story)
Masterlist
AO3 link
Pairing: Femme reader x Loki Pre-Thor 1 AU
CW: Allusions to sexual slavery dubcon/noncon within the society. Power imbalance. Eventual smut with questionable consent. Minors DNI.
AN: This will be a multi-parter but not a particularly long one, so if I leave you hanging between chapters, I promise it won't be particularly long before it all comes together.
Between the Lines
Summary: The exchange of concubines amongst the noble houses of Asgard is nothing new to the royal family, however, it is to Asgard's solitary younger prince. Since Loki had always openly declared the tradition barbaric and loathsome, he shocks the court to its core when he changes his mind.
The trickster had yet another surprise in store when he selected you, a librarian from a noble house to occupy his bed.
You're stunned, intimidated, even afraid, of the sly second prince, but you know as well as anyone that to deny a royal decree is to court death.
And so you go, only to find that this mysterious man is not at all what you expected.
Chapter 1
The stiff satiny material of the fine gown chafed at the tender skin of your throat, your neck, your collarbones. It itched, it tore, it pricked, all for the sake of being attractive. The absurdity of it irritated you just as much as the starched bodice locking you in. It was a far cry from the comfortable cotton clothes and soft sweaters you'd wear to work in the archives each day...your beloved sanctuary of books and dark wood shelves. You already missed the sweet, musky smell of pages and wood polish embracing you as you cataloged and discovered...every day you discovered, learned, waltzed with beautiful words on illuminated manuscripts and lovingly preserved them. But not anymore. Those joyful days were apparently behind you.
You swallowed at the boulder of sorrow in your throat, but failed to erode it. A chilly draft swept through the cavernous, gilded hallway; grazed over your generous amount of exposed skin; a horrible, unwanted, vulnerability. Yet, even as you shivered you could feel nervous sweat blossoming. Your hands shook.
You'd heard stories...everyone had. Stories about the pleasure slaves the older prince surrounded himself with; the beautiful young women he subjected to his whims like play-things, and he was notoriously rough with his toys, like a spoiled brat. The thought made you shudder. Still, a quiet hope fizzled in your chest saying, maybe he's not like his brother. Everyone certainly says he isn't.
Each flickering torch sat fast in its sconce along the expanse at perfect intervals, each clicking footstep marked the uniform persistence of every second, measuring your progress towards his chambers like the tick of a clock.
As you faced the threshold to his chambers, Loki watched the last of grains of sand settle at the base of an hourglass on his desk. You clapped the heavy doorknocker and it rang like the deep chime of an hourly bell. It had the same grim finality. Time's up, it said.
“Enter,” ordered a silky, baritone voice from the other side.
At least the girl is punctual, Loki mused as he set a ribbon between the pages and closed his book.
You braced yourself, struggling to remember the precise instructions. You tried to look regal as you opened the heavy door, tried to sound confident, unwavering, but you knew your voice would falter...you hands would shake.
You knelt, averting your eyes so you could only mark his tall form gliding closer in your periphery, an elegant dark line interrupting the golden glow around him.
“Your Majesty, I come to serve.”
You twitch as long, cool fingers coax your chin upwards. His eyes meet yours, staring down through long dark lashes. Two aquamarine searchlights; unnervingly placid and frigid like a winter sea, and every bit as deadly and beautiful...every bit as likely to drown you in his undertow.
“Hmm. You are so so frightened, aren't you darling?”
“Uh...no...Sire...I just...”
He smirks...a singular, humorless curl at the corner of his thin lips. “Now, now. No lying. I can always tell.”
His long hand cages your cheek, moves in a serpentine arc to comb into your hair, then grip firmly. It's a sharp gesture, like fangs snapping shut. It stings, but if feels so alarmingly good that it punches the air out of your lungs in a helpless little gasp.
He smiles with teeth now as he watches your lips part; a gentle expression but unmistakably carnivorous. Blood wouldn't look out of place in a mouth like that, you think, and he's going to eat me alive.
You finally dare to look fully. He's all jet black hair, sharp angles, and tightly woven garments; precise and lethal and calculated. Fear boils up, hot and insistent, but with something alien simmering beneath it...something pleasurable, and you could swear he knows. He sees it. You wouldn't be surprised if his sharp ears could even hear your pulse quicken, maybe even hear you thoughts. The old saying volleyed around your memory.
Where there are wolf's ears, wolf's teeth are near.
The bone-color fingers release and glide over your cheek, your supple lips, down the path of your chin, and the valley of your throat. Two fingers travel at a leisurely pace over the cusps of your breasts, a ghost of a touch over your plump, corset-tightened flesh, quickly retracted.
He clears his throat, then takes your hand carefully and guides you to stand. Those bright eyes stab even deeper from such a close distance, like a good dagger. But you're chocked when his expression turns soft, the lines around his eyes creasing as his tight-lipped smile turns genuine...real.
“Come. It will be a long night, and we have so much to learn,” he purrs out as he guides you further into his world.
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winterchimez · 9 months ago
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A Fairytale Encounter | Jacob Bae
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SUMMARY: becoming an herbalist in Clarines wasn't all fun and games when you always knew at the back of your mind that you had a huge debt to pay to the prince of Tanbarun. But who would have thought that a fateful encounter with the prince of Clarines would turn the tables around, potentially rewriting the future that you had been prepared to accept for the past decade?
PAIRING: prince!Jacob x f!reader (feat. bodyguard!Kevin)
GENRE: akagami no shirayukihime au, royal au, fluff, angst, suspense, slight thriller
WARNINGS: pg-13, Jacob is adorable and the sweetest prince ever yes that is a warning, minor injuries, mentions about yn becoming a concubine, kissing, slight fighting scenes, petnames (sweetheart, pumpkin, girlie), Jacob is scary when he's serious / on the battlefield (and also hawt whew 😮‍💨), Minhyuk is such a jerk here (sorry ophelia) 😃
WORD COUNT: 6,569
A/N: this was written for k-vanity's not your shoujo love story event! and ofc, also written specially & dedicated to @snowflakewhispers 🩵 happiest birthday boo 🥳 you're like a long-lost sister to me, the sunwoo to my eric, and despite all of the bickering and you making me lose my shit on a daily basis, I still love you loads regardless. accept this little birthday gift from moi & i hope you like it 😚🩷 thankiew my pookies @itsbeeble @momhwa-agenda for reading this through for me too ❤️
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“Miss Y/N! We have another order for you!” 
Your assistant, Kiara, came running into the pharmacy with a note in hand, hastily making her way towards you with an enthusiastic smile plastered all across her face. 
“What’s with the rush, Kiara?” You chuckled, grinding the herbs in your mortar with your pestle while looking up to examine her appearance, clearly indicating that she had been somewhere—the dusty and slightly muddied skirt, the soot on her face, as well as her ponytail being all loose and messed up. 
The smile on your face instantly disappears. “Please tell me you didn’t get into trouble, young lady.” 
Immediately, your assistant pouted before crossing her arms and staring back at you. “Now that’s just rude, Miss Y/N! I was helping you to spread the news about our little humble business.”
“And that includes getting all dirtied and looking like a homeless person?” 
Kiara huffed. “You’ll be sorry if you keep it up like this because you’ll lose a valued customer.” 
Teasing your little assistant has always been something you’ve come to enjoy; she always gave the best reactions after all. It was a miracle to have been able to find a humble yet enthusiastic young lady like her. It hasn’t been easy for you ever since both your grandparents passed and you had to take over their well-known pub business in town. You have tried your best to keep up with the tradition and run the business for several years until it significantly died down. 
Eventually, you discover a stash of books in the attic where your mother used to keep them away when she was still alive. She was a librarian and kept many books away in the untouched room.
As you were helping your grandparents clean up the attic when you were younger, you stumbled upon various books about using traditional methods and herbs to help the sick. Mainly, you picked it up because you wanted to try your best to support your mother in overcoming her illness. 
It went well for some time, and you tried your very best to learn about all of the different herbal methods to treat her incurable sickness—it was usually a game like tug of war where she would sometimes feel better on certain days and then back to being under the weather on the rest. 
Despite your efforts and using the hard-earned money you have gotten from working at the pub, your mother eventually passed on, leaving you in your grandparents' care ever since you were thirteen. Years passed, and you tried your very best to help them out as much as possible while continuing your interest in herbology.
Eventually, they passed on when you were seventeen, and you decided to change up the humble pub into a local pharmacy instead, giving care and help to the poor by treating their wounds and sickness with traditional herbs. 
Business was slow to begin with, and it wasn’t till a few years back that your pharmacy gained a steady momentum, all thanks to your biggest enemy yet wealthiest customer to date—the prince of Tanbarun, Lee Minhyuk. 
Just when you thought that you wouldn’t have to see him again after all of the efforts your family has made for you to escape Tanbarun itself, the prince casually walked into your store one fine day, shocked that you were still alive and well. His demeanour immediately changed, and he wouldn’t stop meddling with you, as he kept reminding you about the promise made years ago. 
Be my concubine. 
You have never liked him in the slightest—you never really knew how he became prince when his older brother, Eunkwang, could have been the much respected and better prince than Minhyuk ever was. It was all because of how he decided to choose his lover over the throne that he decided to leave the kingdom of Tanbarun, leaving their father with no choice but to pass on the heir to the younger male. 
Minhyuk was definitely the so-called dream-like prince in the public’s eye as he was everything the people wanted—charming, handsome, and hell, even a womaniser. Undoubtedly, he immediately gained the public’s attention and convinced them that the kingdom was in good hands. 
If only the people knew how wrecked this guy actually was. 
Ever since that day, he has always made a note about your little humble store and made sure that the people knew precisely how such a place existed and made sure to complete your little store a huge matter in both kingdoms—your former home, Tanbarun; your current home, Clarines. 
Part of you was somehow grateful that Minhyuk found your little humble store; you wouldn’t have been where you are today without that. But another part was how you despised that you needed your biggest enemy’s help for your current success. It still makes you feel sick to the stomach to even associate with a guy like him.
Thankfully, he never returned or made any contact with you since that last visit, even though he made a deal to visit your store, or rather, you, once every couple of months. You figured that he was probably busy dealing with his royal duties, and you were grateful for that as you were holding back from taking a syringe to pierce through his forearm the next time he ever made a move on you again. 
Or so you thought. 
“The letter reads that we are to prepare a large batch of medicinal herbs that are suitable for warriors as they travel across the border to war, and the prince of Tanbarun himself would be coming in precisely three days to review the materials himself,” Kiara read out the little piece of note that was within her grasp. 
“You have got to be kidding me.”
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It was one day before the agreed meeting with your so-called “client”, and you were just stumbling around the woods trying to add potentially new medicinal herbs to your inventory. Everything was going surprisingly well—good weather, no distractions as if the woods were completely empty, and the sounds of the birds chirping were what calmed you down, too. 
It wasn’t unusual for you to leave the store to Kiara for a couple of hours; you have done it a couple of times in the past, but now that Minhyuk would reunite with you again, you couldn’t help but feel all anxious. You swore that if he ever brought Kiara into the mess you both have had in the past, you would definitely skin this man alive. 
Hence, you tried your very best to avoid dragging too long and head back to the store as soon as you finished your business. 
Just when you picked up the last medical herb at the very end of the woods, close to the streaming lake, you felt a gush of wind coming in your direction. As soon as you lifted your head to see what it was, a massive white animal passed right through you, and it finally came to a halt.
It wasn’t unusual to see horse riders pass through the woods; it was pretty much normal. But something felt off with this individual than the usual ones you come across daily. The individual hopped off their horse and slowly turned back to look at you. It took you quite a bit of time to get yourself back to reality despite you clearly noticing how the individual’s mouth had been moving, indicating that he was trying his best to speak to you. 
The male was taller than the ones you were used to, given that you have encountered most males in Tanbarun and the outskirts of Clarines. Naturally, you have assumed that he was part of the wealthy families from the city, judging from his outfits and how he presented himself. You have pretty much met most of the individuals from the little town you resided in, but never from wealthy individuals from the city itself. Hence, your jaw dropped with the way this male somehow showed you more than enough for you to determine what the people who resided in the city looked like.
And with just how attractive he was. 
“Umm, hello? Earth to whoever I’m speaking with?” 
You finally came to your senses when the male was just mere inches away from you, waving his hands over your face and causing you to take a few steps back. “Oh my god, I-I’m so sorry! I-It’s just that I’ve never seen someone like you…”
The male cocked his head to one side and stared at you strangely before bursting out loud into laughter. “Well, I’m one of a kind around here, so—”
Right before he could finish his sentence, another horse rider came galloping towards your direction before coming to a halt abruptly. Another tall, well-built male leaps off his horse and walks straight up to the male before giving him a smack on his shoulders. 
“Ow! What was that for, Kevin!” The male pouted. 
“Who the hell told you that you were to head off all on your own, Jacob? You clearly know that you always have plenty of enemies up against you—”
“Calm down, kiddo. We’re just out in the woods for a little ride; there’s no need to panic or be uptight.” 
You were just standing there holding your little bag filled with herbal leaves and taking a few steps back before you eventually stepped on one of the branches, which elicited a snap, making both males redirect their attention to you. 
“I umm…I think it’s time for me to leave. Sorry for interrupting!” You bowed frantically before turning and walking away towards the other direction, only for your hood to be pulled back by the male.
“Nuh-uh, wait a second, girlie. We weren’t done talking yet.” 
“Let me go! I’ve done nothing—”
Before you could finish your sentence, it seemed as if the male had tugged on your hood a little too rough, causing him to pull it away, eventually revealing the part of you that you were most well-known for in town.
Your long crimson-red hair. 
Both males were stunned as they stared at you for a good minute, none moving an inch. You didn’t really know what to say then, so you decided that it was best to keep quiet for the time being. 
“You have really strange hair,” the male you assumed was Jacob, replied. 
Nervously, you start twirling your hair with your fingers, trying to hide the awkward tension in the air. “Y-Yeah! People often tell me that, actually,” you chuckled. 
Just then, you noticed how there was a slit right across Jacob’s arms, and blood was slowly starting to seep through the fabric of his clothes. Naturally, your doctor instincts immediately came, and you quickly dug through your bag to find the perfect remedy to treat the wound. 
“You’re bleeding! You can’t leave the wound like that for too long; you’ll get an infection—”
“Stop right there, young lady. What makes you think I’d trust you to put whatever is on my wound?”
You were stunned. “What?”
“You never know; it could be poisonous, and perhaps you’re trying to kill me.”
“W-What? Of course not! I’m an herbalist; I treat patients all the time,” you tried your best to reassure the male, but it seemed as if neither of them was convinced by what you had just told them. You immediately dug through your bag again, looking for something to change their minds.
A scalpel. 
Immediately, you made a little slit right on your forearm, earning a slight hiss from you and a shocked look from both males. As the blood began oozing out, you quickly took a clean cloth to wipe the blood away before applying the very same ointment you had just shown the two males earlier before finishing it off with a bandage. With that, you lifted your forearm and showed it to their faces. 
“See? I’m not a liar now, am I?” 
You were met by silence, and it returned until Jacob started giggling and taking a few steps towards you again. He stops right in front of you and shoves his injured forearm straight into your face. 
“Well then, let me reintroduce myself properly. The name is Jacob, and it’s a pleasure to meet you.”
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“I’m sorry about how I presented myself back there, Y/N. That must’ve been an awful first impression,” Jacob rubbed the back of his neck with his other arm while his injured one was in the care of your hands, applying the very same ointment you used earlier and wrapping it up neatly. 
“It’s fine; it was my fault too for not speaking up more,” you smiled back, trying your best to tell him that it was something that you didn’t really mind at all. 
It just so happened that Jacob had a little hut out here in the woods where he often came as a child. Thankfully, the place was still intact, and all of you could take a little break while you tended to his wounds. As you slowly started to patch the bandage up, you couldn’t help but feel as if a pair of burning eyes were staring at you, making you feel a little uncomfortable. Sure enough, as you lifted your head, you noticed that Jacob was much closer than before, leaning in while resting his chin on the palm of his hand.
“W-What?” You squeaked. 
“I have never met a girl like you, Y/N. You just seem very different from all the girls in the kingdom.”
“Kingdom?” 
Before Jacob could answer, he was earned with a hard slap on his shoulder, and it was none other than Kevin, who was staring down at his friend rather intensely. 
“Hey! Can’t you see that I’m a wounded patient trying his best to get treated?” He argued back. 
“With all due respect, Jacob. That’s something that you shouldn’t be disclosing easily.” 
God, another awkward moment. 
Just like before, Jacob reassured the male and gently put his friend’s hand down from his shoulder, giving them a little rub to reassure him that everything was alright. “It’s fine, Kevin. It would be rude to leave a lady in the dark like that. Besides, she helped me, and I think she deserves to know.” 
Kevin wasn’t convinced in the slightest, that’s for sure. However, it seemed he would always listen to Jacob’s orders, despite how often you have seen him hit the guy. As Kevin started to back away, Jacob redirected his attention towards you before lowering his voice slightly. 
“Say, Y/N. Do you know who I am?”  
“Umm…should I?” 
With that response, Kevin couldn’t help but snort at that comment you made, causing Jacob to give him a little elbow punch right into his abdomen, indirectly telling him that it wasn’t a laughing matter. 
“You do seem and act like an outcast; you’re probably not a local. Are you?”
“Well.” You cleared your throat as you finished patching his injury up, gently nodding your head to tell him that it was fine to retract his arm away from you before you decided to rest both of your palms on your lap, playing with the hems of your skirt to somehow ease your uneasiness away. “I have a good guess that you must belong to the upper class around here, perhaps an aristocrat or a higher-ranking official.” 
Jacob smiled at your answer, but he gently shook his head before posing another question right back at you. “Have you ever heard of the prince of Clarines?” 
It took a few moments for you to absorb what he just said completely, and you blankly stared back at him for a good ten seconds before you eventually started to connect the dots in your mind. 
“No way.” 
“Oh, yes way, sweetheart. I’m him, and he is I.” 
Unbeknownst to you, you naturally started backing off a bit, slowly moving your hip back until your back hit the end of the couch. Your eyes widened, and your hands were visibly shaking now, and it was obvious to the two that your uneasiness just shot from a fifty to a hundred. 
“I-I umm…I’m not in trouble, am I?”
“What makes you say that, Miss Y/N?”
“I-I mean…I just talked to you casually as if you’re an explorer—”
He chuckled before resting one of his hands on your head. “Y/N. Not all royals talk in royal language. We’re all human beings, too, and we basically live our lives just like any other individual in the kingdom.” 
You had no idea what in God’s mind made you wonder that royals are a completely different breed than the rest of the people in the kingdom, including your former home, Tanbarun. You have always assumed that these higher-ranking privileged individuals have a completely different taste of life and that they will never understand nor experience the normal daily lives that the public is used to. They are brought up with tight security, good education, as well as different mannerisms compared to the others. They must be on a whole different level than you were. 
Another reason why you have panicked and blanked out was that never in a million years would you have expected to come across an actual individual from the royal family, let alone the prince of Clarines. You have heard tales about the male, his achievements and how he was well-loved by the people; way better than the prince of Tanbarun, that is. But you have never seen nor heard about what he looked like, nor have you read any details or information about the royal family of Clarines. 
He was actually such a fine, good-looking male. 
Before you could continue with your little deduction session about the prince who was sitting right in front of you, the male himself redirected your attention back to reality, asking you a question while he gently rested his fingers on your chin as he lifted your head to look straight into his eyes. 
“What were you actually doing out here, Y/N?” 
“Like I’ve told you before, I’m here to collect some herbs for the store—”
“You can try to lie all you want, but I’m pretty good at reading body language, miss Y/N. Something tells me that the herbs you are collecting are something much more than just treating your patients back in town.”
“W-What? What makes you say that?”
“Sweetheart, I am often deployed out to the battlefield. Those large amounts of centella asiatica leaves you’ve got there,” he then points directly at your opened pouch that was left on the floor before continuing with his sentence. “-tells me that you’re preparing a large batch of potentially wound healing ointments, particularly for soldiers.” 
So he was as intelligent as you have heard from the rumours. 
“W-Well yeah…it’s kind of complicated.” 
Just when you thought this conversation was going nowhere, Jacob slowly leaned back to the couch before crossing his arms together as he plastered a smile. “You do know that you could always ask for help, right?”
“What do you mean?” you chuckled.
“Something tells me that whatever has been bothering you is no small matter, and my instincts tell me that this isn’t going to end up well,” he replied bluntly; the jovial and happy-go-lucky Jacob was far gone, now replaced with a stern look, perhaps this was truly what the prince of Clarines was really like on the battlefield. 
“With all due respect, sir, well… Prince Jacob. There’s no way that I am going to let a royal like you get caught up with my issues.”
“Unfortunately, I insist. I am and will help you resolve whatever is on your mind, whether you like it or not.” 
You have never thought a kind-hearted and soft-spoken person could be this persistent, and how he changed his whole demeanour within seconds somehow terrified you, but you also found it attractive at the same time. If he was not giving up on his proposal, then there was no turning back now, and your only option was to comply if you wanted to walk out of this hut freely and alive. 
“It’s about Minhyuk— I mean, the prince of Tanbarun.” 
With one sentence about the prince from the neighbouring kingdom, Jacob immediately scowled and hugged his arms tightly around himself. By the looks of his demeanour, it seemed as if the local prince wasn’t the best of friends with the neighbouring prince. 
“Jacob, you’re frowning,” Kevin replied. 
“He pisses me off,” the latter responded.
“You have wrinkles on your forehead.” 
“I was about to feed him to the palace dogs the last time I saw him.” 
Kevin sighed. He knew exactly the conflict that both princes had with one another, and Jacob always turned into a five-year-old grumpy kid who just had his favourite toy taken away from him whenever that name was mentioned straight to his face. While his friend tried his best to suppress his emotions, Kevin turned towards you and decided to press on for more details. 
“What about him? And how does a commoner like you have any sort of relationship with the male himself?” 
Taking a deep breath, you tried your best to explain the situation you always dreaded to recall whenever needed. “You see, I was originally from Tanbarun. It was all thanks to my mother’s effort that she got me out of the hellhole that Minhyuk placed me in. Because of my father’s debt in the past, I was offered to become his concubine when I was finally of age.”
Neither of the two males spoke a word after that—it was either they were trying to sympathise with your situation, or they were trying to figure out what exactly your father had done to offer his very own daughter as a repayment. 
“You must’ve been a pretty privileged individual to be able to be caught up with Prince Minhyuk’s affairs,” Kevin replied; you could tell that he was trying his best to ease the situation, and he intended to comment on it fairly jokingly. 
“I get that a lot. The fact that he had personally requested that I make a big batch of healing ointments for his soldiers was suspicious enough; I’m pretty sure he has his team of herbalists in the palace. However, he announced that he would personally come to collect the medicines rather than the soldiers…that is something I’m dreading to face tomorrow.” 
Jacob immediately stood up from the couch in a furious and annoyed manner, and he began pacing around the room before finally opening his mouth to say something. “Based on my deduction, I’m a hundred percent sure that he would probably make an extravagant event of some sort when he comes to collect your medicines tomorrow in honour of forcing you to come with him finally, that is.” 
“Yes, I am fully aware of that, Prince Jacob.” 
“So I’ll tell you what, Kevin and I are going to help you out, and again, no more buts. We’re going to stake out the hut tonight,” Jacob began rubbing his chin with his fingers, a smile suddenly forming. 
“Jacob, please tell me that you’re in your right mind with whatever you plan to do to that prince,” Kevin pleaded. 
“Oh, trust me. It’ll be loads of fun.”
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There were about ten minutes left before Minhyuk was going to arrive at the designated spot in the woods. You and Jacob arrived thirty minutes prior, scouring through the woods to see if anything was out of the ordinary, just in case. 
As you held the bag filled with ointments you had just made the night before (with the help of both Jacob and Kevin), you couldn’t help but begin trembling as you held onto the handle. It has been a while since you last saw Minhyuk, and you certainly didn’t want to face him ever again, given that each encounter you have had with him has always ended up horribly. 
And this time, he would come to force you to become his very own concubine. 
You shut your eyes tightly, trying your best to calm yourself down and think of any potential excuses or escape, hoping this will be the last time you will have to face Minhyuk. But at the same time, a deal was a deal, and it was because of your father’s debt that you were in this situation; you needed to repay whatever it was somehow. 
Just when you were slowly getting lost in your thoughts, you felt a warm pair of hands rest on yours, and you opened your eyes to turn right towards the male onto your left. It belonged to Jacob’s. 
“Hey, we’ve got this, Y/N. You are not alone in this messed up agreement anymore; I promise you that I’ll get rid of Minhyuk easily for you.” 
You chuckled slightly when you noticed how his ears were slowly turning red. “Something tells me this isn’t completely about me.” 
“N-No! It’s for you and just you,” he huffed before turning his head straight into the direction you both expected him to come from. You smiled at that, seeing how the prince of Clarines was this little humble and, might you add, adorable brunette individual. It must’ve been fate to have met him in the woods. 
Just then, you both heard a rustling sound coming from the distance, slowly growing louder each second. Immediately, Jacob retracted his hands from yours and positioned them on his sword, which rested perfectly on the buckle of his hips. His grip on the hilt tightened, and he positioned himself in a manner that showed he was prepared for battle. 
After what seemed like minutes turned into seconds, the familiar figure emerged out of the woods, plastering that sickening smile that you have grown used to but also loathe loads. 
Minhyuk. 
“Why my dear, Y/N, it has been a while; you surely have gotten a lot more beautiful than the last time I’ve seen you,” he smirks as he walks towards you with a smug manner. 
Just when he was merely a few feet away, his steps came to an immediate halt when he saw that you weren’t alone as you were told to do so in the letter. “I see that you have come with a guest. Didn’t you know how to read properly, pumpkin?”
Before you could respond to the male with your fist all balled up, Jacob cut himself in and responded with his head up. “It’s none of your business who she decides to bring along. Besides, the woods can be dangerous for a young female like her.” 
“Huh. I guess some guys like you just can’t hold himself back,” he spat. 
You were used to Minhyuk making these sarcastic remarks towards you, but you surely will not have it when he dumps them upon other people. Your blood immediately boils, and you are going to stomp towards him before Jacob puts his arm around your shoulders, stopping you in your tracks. 
That’s right. Know your place and the right timing, Y/N. 
It always brings a smile or laughter to Minhyuk whenever he sees you getting all riled up like that, and he begins swaying his body before walking in circles in front of you. “Well, I can see that you have made your promise and gotten my order ready. You truly are meant to be with me,” he said while pointing at the bag of ointments you were holding. 
“In return, I have a little gift for you,” he added before pulling out something that he had clearly been hiding since the very beginning. 
A basket filled with red apples.
However, you weren’t convinced in the slightest and did not appreciate the gesture in the slightest. “What do you want, Minhyuk?” 
“Come on, Y/N. It’s just a basket filled with fruits, that’s all. I’m pretty sure you were a fan of apples, and I hand-picked them myself from the botanical gardens at the palace. I can guarantee you that they are the finest, sweetest and most freshly sourced goods all the way from Tambaram. Surely, you wouldn’t want to miss such an opportunity, right?” 
Sure, it was just apples. It could be that the prince himself finally came to his senses and decided to have some morals and repay for what he has done in the past. However, with all of the uneventful experiences you have had with him, you weren’t too sure if you should even accept the gifts at all, even if it came genuinely from the prince himself. 
“You can keep them. I’m just here to make the delivery, and then I’ll be on my way.” 
“Oh no, Y/N. I came all the way to see you, and you want to leave just like that already? That’s not a very nice way to treat a guest from afar.” 
“You have plenty of concubines waiting in the palace for you; there’s no need for you to meddle with someone as lowly as I am—”
It seemed as if you had gotten on his nerves as the look on his face changed immediately. His face darkened, and he reached into the basket to pick out one of the freshest apples among the bunch.
“Look at how beautifully shiny red this one is, Y/N. Surely you would want to take a bite?” 
“N-No thanks, I’m good.”
“Not the right answer, Y/N,” Minhyuk holds the apple in one hand while slowly taking a few steps towards you, causing you to back off. 
“Don’t do this, Minhyuk.” 
“Just a little bite won’t hurt, isn’t it?” 
“If she doesn’t want to, I’ll take it.” 
In an instance, both you and Minhyuk stopped in your tracks, and your eyes widened as you saw Jacob casually walking straight towards him to snatch the apple out of his hands and examine it to the best of his ability. “It is definitely much shinier than any apple I’ve seen before, and it looks scrumptious if you ask me.” 
Just then, Minhyuk began sweating profusely out of the blue, and his speech began to slur as he saw that Jacob was slowly bringing the apple close towards his mouth. “N-No, I don’t think you would want to eat that. Only Y/N would think it’s sweet since this apple would suit her taste buds more,” he chuckled. 
You could tell that Minhyuk was trying his very best to convince Jacob not to take a bite of the apple—more specifically, he insisted that it had to be you who would eat it, nobody else. It was the first time you had seen Minhyuk like this, panicking and in a frantic manner. It was new, and it was obvious that something wasn’t right here. 
Before you could intervene, Jacob eventually took a huge bite of the fruit, chewing it steadily as he began smiling. “Woah, you’re right! This apple surely is something else. It must be an authentic local produce; your farmers deserve a rise.” 
“O-Oh! Does it taste normal for you?” Minhyuk asked nervously as he rubbed his hands together.
“Absolutely! This is insane; you won’t get this anywhere in Clarines—”
Before Jacob could finish his sentence, he immediately collapsed to the ground, clutching his stomach for dear life as he began sweating profusely. Your eyes widened, and quickly ran towards Jacob, holding him up to check on him as best you could. 
“Jacob! Jacob! What’s wrong? Tell me what’s wrong!” 
Right there and then, you heard Minhyuk start to pace around and ruffle his hair messily before he began screaming at the top of his lungs at you. “It all would have gone so smoothly if you had just accepted the goddamn apple, Y/N! Why do you always make things a lot harder than they actually are?” 
With that, the little knots began forming in your brain, and you finally realised what he was trying to do. “You’re a scumbag.” 
“Not my fault that you have turned down my offers so many times, Y/N! Even after I’ve asked you nicely over and over again.” 
“I’m not becoming your concubine, ever.” 
“Unlucky for you, a debt is a debt, and it still has to be paid. So you’re coming with me, whether you like it or not.” 
Immediately, Minhyuk marched towards you and yanked you right out from Jacob, putting way more pressure on your arm that you were certain it would definitely leave a mark once he removed his grip from yours. You tried your best to squirm your way out from him, but he was far stronger than you were, and you were now slowly being dragged further away from Jacob. 
“No! Leave me alone! Let go of me— Jacob!!!” You screamed. 
Before Minhyuk could drag you back to his carriage, he was stopped immediately when he felt a sharp metal tip on the back of his neck. Slowly, he turned and was met with the one who had always been here witnessing the whole ordeal in hiding. 
Kevin. 
“W-What now? You brought more friends to the meetup, Y/N?” 
“Correction. I was the one who insisted on joining her.”
That voice!
All of you redirected your attention back towards Jacob, who was now slowly getting himself up with the support of his sword pierced through the ground. 
“B-But how!? That poison in the apple would take at least a few days to recover without an actual antidote!” 
“Unlucky for you, prince of Tanbarun, I’m pretty much immune to most weak poisons like that, especially when I have experienced far worse than this.”
That was when Minhyuk finally saw the family crest that was embedded on the sword that Jacob was holding onto, and his speech began to slur, and his eyes widened upon the contact. 
“It can’t be…it just can’t…y-you…” he then points his finger directly at Jacob.
“I’m sure you are well aware of who I am now. Since you have been such a dear and actually confessed to the whole crime just now, it has definitely saved up a whole lot of trouble trying to force the answer out from you back in the trial courts in the palace,” Jacob replied sternly as he swiftly removed his sword and was now pointing it straight towards Minhyuk.
“P-Please let me live…I am the prince of Tanbarun!!” 
“Hmm, I don’t think you would still be able to hold on to that title after exposing your crimes to the public. You have done more than enough for the past couple of years, Prince Minhyuk. I have had fun keeping up with your mess and affairs. Especially now that I have witnessed a case like today in person myself, I have more than enough to bring you back to my palace for some questioning, don’t you think?” 
Minhyuk then dropped to the ground, and actual tears began streaming down his face, giving Jacob more than enough time to slowly make his way to rest the tip of his sword right below his chin. “Scumbags like you don’t deserve to be king.” 
As Jacob looked up to Kevin, the both of them gave each other a nod before Kevin signalled a few soldiers who were around in hiding to personally escort Minhyuk back to their carriage, where they would transport the criminal himself back to the palace. 
You stood there motionlessly, refusing to believe that your nightmare for the past decade was gone just like that. All it took was bumping into the prince of Clarines and his companion actually to lend a helping hand, and that was it. As a burden was finally lifted off your shoulders, you decided to lean back against one of the trees before slowly moving down to sit straight on the ground, taking in a deep breath while you closed your eyes to forget about the entire ordeal that had happened before. 
Before you could even have a little moment of peace, you immediately let out a hiss when you felt something cooling come into contact with your wound, and you were surprised to see that it was Jacob again, trying his best to patch up your wound. 
“I’m sorry that I let him lay a finger on you; it definitely took it a little longer for me to reciprocate from the poison,” he said gently as he applied the ointment onto your fresh bruise slowly. 
“W-Where did you get—”
“Oh, well. I may or may not have stolen some of the centella asiatica leaves you have gotten and made a little ointment myself last night,” he smiles as he now takes one of the bandages from your bag to wrap them around the wound. “...and there! That should do the trick, and you will heal in no time.” 
“Jacob…you…”
He chuckled. “Look, I read a lot and I myself am interested in botanicals too. I know my way around the battlefield,” he winks before lifting your arms up close to his mouth. 
Before you could ask what he was trying to do, he gently leaned down to place a kiss on the wound, resting his lips right there for a good ten seconds before he decided to pull away. 
Instantly, you felt the heat rising up to your face, and you tried your best to keep your cool as you asked what it was all about before you eventually failed miserably.
“It’s just a little something my mother taught me. If you give a lot of love and care to a wound, it will heal faster than usual.” 
With that, he slowly moved his hand down so that he was now holding both of your hands in his, swinging them gently while ensuring he wouldn’t cause you any discomfort with your wound.
“Say, Y/N. Would you be interested in coming to work as the royal botanist in the palace?”
You were stunned. “M-Me? In your palace? There’s absolutely no way.”
“Hey, never say never, isn’t it? You could always try to take the royal test, and if you do pass, you’ll be here in no time. Besides, I’m sure the palace would definitely need an extra pair of hands in the gardens.”
“I…I don’t know, Jacob…that’s a lot to take in for me…”
“I understand. But you'll know what to do if you ever change your mind.” 
In a split second, the young prince pulls you in closer so he can plant a little kiss on the side of your cheeks. Right as he let go of both of your hands, he immediately did a little courtesy bow towards you as he got himself ready to head back towards the carriage, especially when Kevin was about to throw a pebble to his friend’s head to signal him that it was time to go. 
“I’ll see you around, Y/N. I look forward to the day when we’ll meet again.” 
Just like that, the male sprinted back towards his carriage and gave you a final wave before he and his men took off into the distance. As you were left alone to recollect your thoughts and digest whatever happened throughout the past hour, you slowly lifted your wounded hand to touch the spot where he had just left a kiss. 
“Whatever fairytale mess is going on here?”
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A/N: may or may not have a pt2 👀
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scenicphoenix · 3 months ago
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A Legend of Zelda AU where Link ends up being in the Royal Family and Zelda a small farm family throughout the time line.
A boy raised by royalty, raised knowing his role in the great legend of their kingdom. He’s a born knight, a fighter and protector. He has eyes on him at all times, expectations of him to become the bearer of the sword. The thing is, females are still expected to become the main ruler of Hyrule. So if a Link doesn’t get married, their sister. Link doesn’t care. He wants to find someone who will care about him for him, not because of his status. And many Links do find them. Find her.
Zelda grows up in a farming community, always hearing rumors and legends of the one connected to the goddess often is born in there small village. Zelda does find the legends interesting, being a big fan of old tales, legends, and ancient history. Many Zelda’s become librarians at the royal castle due to their knowledge and experience. Many Zelda’s become archaeologists and go exploring for the history they adore, sometimes to the risk of their safety. They always end up running into the Prince called Link, who similarly has an interesting in history and exploring in general.
I think Zelda would obviously be the main character and be the one often saving Link. It’s a swap after all. She’s still the reincarnation of the goddess, and Link the chosen knight. I like the idea of things flipping around though and Link needing to be the one who gets rescued. Zelda I can see being more of an archer and magic user. So the bow of light and master sword can kinda switch places as well!
Maybe in the past instead of a knight Hylia met, it was a Prince or King? A goddess pretending to be a commoner and meets and falls in love with royalty. That Prince/king giving his life to save her, and then Skyward Sword happens.
I like the idea of their roles swapping, and the master sword and bow of light and master sword roles switching. But Zelda is still the reincarnation of Hylia and Link her chosen. Fi in the bow of light? The master sword more being a very ancient and powerful weapon that’s passed down in the royal family that only Hylias chosen can wield. Sword of the goddess/light and the master/champions bow? Maybe less protected by the royal family and only can be summoned by Hylias chosen? Like how canon Zelda can summon the bow of light.
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starkerfestivals · 8 months ago
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StarkerFestival's Extended AUpril!!
Hello everyone! Thank you to all the participants that joined us for our Valentine's Day exchange! We still have a few posts we're waiting on to close the event and once we have everything collected, we'll have a master post for the gifts.
Meanwhile– Us mods are extremely excited to announce our newest event! We are calling it Extended AUpril, and I believe we may have done something similar in the past.
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For AUpril, we have made 2 community 4x4 bingos. The bingos will last all three months, and are light and dark themed. (Note: The prompts are themed this way. You do not have to do angst for dark prompts and fluff for light prompts. Feel free to be as creative as you want!)
Duration: This event will start today and last until the end of May.
Reminder: There is no obligation for these community bingos. Do them all, do exactly one prompt--it's completely up to you! Just make sure to tag properly.
Other Events:
March - There will be a list of 7 prompts dedicated to Omegaverse week (info post will be tomorrow). While it is a 'week,' this event will last the entire month of March.
Edit: This event is now live Here!
May - Mer-May week to be posted in May! Again, although it is a week's worth of themed prompts, it will last the entire month of May.
Below the cut are the written versions of the prompts.
Extra rules:
In order to get it reblogged, please @ us here, and feel free to use these hashtags! #StarkerFestivalsEvents , #SFAUpril24.
Crossovers are allowed and welcome for all prompts! Some of the prompts themselves are cross over prompts, please feel free to do so!
Edit: 1 prompt per content created. Multichapter fics can claim 1 prompt/chapter. Ex: One shot and moodboard = may claim up to 2 prompts)
You only have to complete one card to get a 'bingo.' We only separated the light and dark prompts for people who prefer to avoid angst! A bingo is four in a row for this event, meaning horizontal, vertical, or diagonal.
Tag every trigger appropriately, as always.
Have fun with it! This is to encourage AUs, not any specific prompts. Feel free to take it in any direction you want to.
Happy AUpril everyone!
Light Bingo AUs:
Royal
No Powers/Modern
Coffee shop
Education (Teacher, High School, College, etc.)
Celebrity (Actor, Singer, Streamer, etc.)
Artist/Author
Fix-it
Librarian
Star Wars
Magic (HP, Realism, Fantasy etc.)
Aged Up/Down
Angel/Demon
Lesbian Starker
Decorator
Soulmates
Cottage/Countryside
Dark Bingo AUs:
War/Military
YA Distopia (Hunger Games, Divergent, etc.)
Criminal
Superior Iron Man  
Supernatural (Ghost, Vamp, Alien, Were, etc.)
Firefighter
Game of Thrones
Detective 
Apocalypse
Break Up/Make Up
Blood
Lovers to Enemies
Stockholm Syndrome/Kidnapping
Historical
Hospital (Staff, Setting, Sick, Diagnosis, CI, etc.)
Mafia
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shorttfuse · 8 months ago
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hellaverse is all my brain thinks about rn so here are some free mostly stolitz helluva boss aus for ur consideration
-role reversal blitz and stolas where blitz is a prince of hell and stolas is just some nerd. idk maybe blitz has to get some books for [plot reason here] and stolas is a librarian. (does hell have libraries do u think?)
-blitz as a sinner who ends up at the hazbin hotel (and somehow still lands a prince of hell and there’s angst about him possibly getting redeemed and stolas never seeing him again). probably at least one 3some with husk and angel dust or at least he tries. him and nifty 100% get along.
- fantasy au where stolas is like head of a wizard college, loona gets accepted on a scholarship and blitz is blitz and marches right into the office on the first WHIFF that a single person was not treating her right. in my head there are two nice long fics about this and one is from blitz’s POV and then another one is from Loona’s and it’s about her doing the wizard college thing and octavia is also in her classes and maybe she tutors loona and they kiss
-millie/moxxie/blitz ot3. just more of that.
-blitz and fizz never stop being friends au
-blitz is a performer and fizz is an assassin or thief or otherwise criminal au. i feel like maybe he gives up on clown stuff but perhaps it’s like a equestrian show thing or like more stunt work daredevil focused stuff? or stand up comedy lmfao.
-stolas is a human royal and I.M.P. is a human security group hired to keep him safe during some conference abroad or whatever
-stolas is a human royal but I.M.P. are demons hired to kill him by sinner stella but then somehow blitzo kisses him about it instead
-regency auuuuuuuuuuuu gimmie stableboy blitzo and unhappily married stolas. or even better arranged marriage stolitz
-stolitz but it’s lesbians ur honor
- he was a skater boy she said see u later boy but stolas will not be making that same mistake. (lol high school/college au. maybe human maybe still demons idk i do wanna know what demon school is like)
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miasmaclockworks · 8 months ago
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Inhale (killk me)
kinito pet au ideas (all mine now)
Pirate au, swap/opposite au, frenzy au, beach vally au, valentines au, broken computer virus (BCV) au, house care au, real virus au, mimic au, best friend au, candyland au, light's out au, time traveler au, steam punk au, ghost au, phasmophobia au, dragon barrier au, librarian au, magical forest au, fruit au, fruit au, furry au, sailor moon au, pride au, obsessed au, ice cream au, midnight starlight au, AHIT au, star collector au, broken heart au, rejected friend au, accepted friend au, Poppy Playtime au, Five Nights At Freddys au, Warrior cats au, Midnight driver, killer au, prince of the night au, pool swimmer, Magical boy au, Critical au, Escape room au, god au, AU god au, Au hunter AU, scream au, Mii au, plane crash au, pilot au, mc donalds worker au, driver au, smile tapes au, nightmare au, night gamer au, artist au, over eater au, roblox au, creator au, caseoh au, wii au, wand au, childhood friend au, possessed au, apple core au, string worm au, drunkie au, caretaker au, love maniac au, drier au, washing machine au, Im a pretty princess au, venting au, among us au, gentle man au, Youtuber au, Actual axolotl au, you are what you eat au, mince meat butcher au, butcher au, doxxed au, sally the witch au, autistic au, ADHD au, Autistic and ADHD au, Motherborn au, alien au, Mother Mother au, soul au, dragon born au, vampire au, vampire hunter au, it was all just a dream? au, sunshine au, digital circus au, clockwork au, gymnastics au, rainbow factory au, twisted and turned au, patchworks au, unseen au, joker au, minimum wage worker au, skinwalker au, kinito darling au, forever and ever, everlasting pain, story teller au, time teller au, zoo keeper au, smiling critter au, truth be told au, rizzler au, farmer au, anthro au, Digital pop up au, backfired au, chef au, cuphead au, BABQFTIM au, carnival au, internet explorer au, kidnapper au, robber au, parental figure au, parent au, father au, apple picker au, trans au, siren au, mermaid au, cloud critters, monster energy au, emo au, goth au, alt goth, prince au, princess au, priest au, reality au, Epic the musical au, bass voice au, prince of the sea au, stranger au, never used au, stranger things au, abandoned au, hazbin hotel au, lemon and lime au, softie au, grunge au, sugar crush au, rainbow friends au, block break friends au, sugar crush au, sweet tooth au, undertale au, heartless au, toxic au, waist au, epic au, error au, fresh au, reaper au, horror au, other sans aus, medical au, high school au, ruby and max au, little horrors au, planter au, plant au, crystal au, glass crystal au, rockstar au, ancient Greek au, mario au, shroomba au, sonic the hedgehog au, snowday au, cave monster au, dinosaur au, game show hoster au, lunar moon au, bloodmoon au, eclipse au, sundrop au, moondrop au, dignity au, angels gaurd au, demons gaurd au, king of hell, king of the sea au, mother nature au, king of the land, landlord au, your boyfriend au, planetary au, leopard gecko au, leopard au, train conductor au, mountain lion au, polar bear au, Mad Scientist au, don't die au, raindrops au, seraph au, always watching au, teacher au, birthday party au, husk au, royal au, gummy bear au, cannibal au, discord au, My little pony au, bumblebee au, cat au, animal au, sweet treat au, warzone au, warframe au, roblox au, unicorn au, factory worker au, you au, dihedra au, pee au, every au I forget, Deleted forever au (not really), sleep tight au, Fire borne, dragon au, mythical animals au, goodbye friend, rise of the teenage mutant ninja turtles au, Replicate au, smartie pants au, femboy au, backrooms au, gurlie au, too silly au, silly au, TADC au, lovesick au, grand master au, crazy au, lab monster au, (insert every animal here) au, Monster under your bed au, sloozy au, nightmare monster au, aroace king au, your imagination au, salamander au, desktop pet au, ukagaka au, he knows what you are au, roller blades au, you can run but you can't hide au, poison rain au, dementia au, mr worldwide mr 305 au, anime au, welcome home au, Yume Nikki au, gacha life au, gacha club au, Battle blocks au,
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thyme-in-a-bubble · 9 months ago
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「 alternative universe masterlist 」
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here is a massive list of all of the AUs i've written for, as well as all of the different kinds of y/ns.
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ATHLETE
boxer!steve rogers
pro football team!avengers
mma!rafe cameron
BODYGUARD
bucky barnes
CULT
cult member!steve harrington
cult leader!jim hopper
DEMON
bucky barnes
FANTASY
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FARMER
farmer!steve harrington
farmhand!tyler owens
GAMER
gamer!steve harrington
GUARDIAN ANGEL & DEVIL
angel!steve harrington and devil!eddie munson
HISTORICAL
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LUMBERJACK
lumberjack!frank castle
MASSAGE THERAPIST
massage therapist!bucky barnes
massage therapist!steve harrington
MEDICAL
doctor!spencer reid
doctor!aleksander morozova
doctor!peter parker
MOB
mob!bucky barnes
OLD MONEY
modern!old money!sirius black
PIRATE
remus lupin
sirius black
miguel o'hara
PORN
sugar & spice AU
ROCKSTAR
eddie munson
sirius black
remus lupin
ROYAL
prince!james potter
king!steve rogers
STEP
stepbro!sirius black
stepbro!peter parker
stepbro!rafe cameron
UNIVERSITY
evergreen university AU 
sugar & spice AU
professor!ben solo
VAMPIRE
remus lupin
bucky barnes
steve rogers
WEREWOLF
bucky barnes
steve rogers
WILD WEST
cowboy!joel miller
ZOMBIE APOCALYPSE
steve harrington
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DIFFERENT FLAVOURS OF Y/N
artist!reader
baker!reader
ballerina!reader
bookstore!reader
camgirl!reader
cheerleader!reader
fairy!reader
farmer!reader
knight!reader
librarian!reader
mom!reader
nurse!reader
pornstar!reader
pregnant!reader
princess!reader
private school!reader
vampire!reader
witch!reader
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dalivanmagritte · 1 year ago
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Fic rec : jeon wonwoo (wonwoo)
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(back to the seventeen list)
link to part.2
favs
spin that record, baby (fav, fluff)
hypnotism (fav, smut, wizard!au, witch!au)
roommies part.1 part.2 part.3 (fav, pervert!au, roommate!au)
pervert neighbour (fav, smut, pervert!au)
the peephole (fav, smut, roommate!au, pervert!au)
desperate (fav, smut, husband!au)
a break x mingyu (fav, smut)
pretend it's someone that came from you (fav, ANGST, comfort, smut, fluff, office!au)
the bore next door (fav, smut, fluff)
getting closer (fav, smut, joker!au, inspector!au)
gam3 bo1 (fav, smut, gamer!au)
the pixie (fav, smut, pixie!au, fairy!au)
no smut
wonwoo: Neighbors to Lovers (fluff)
46: lingering kiss before a long trip apart (fluff)
that's mine (fluff)
bad aim part.1 part.2 (angst, fluff, highschool!au)
the shattered camera part.1 (serie finished, 11 parts, fluff, angst, paparazzi!au, celebrity!au)
sorry? (fluff, angst)
boyfriend!wonwoo (fluff)
insomniac (angst, fluff)
glow (fluff, suggestive, college!au)
nothing (fluff, angstish, roommates!au)
makout session & getting caught (fluff, suggestive)
home (fluff, fakerelationship!au)
bookworm (fluff, jock!au, highschool!au)
letter to you (fluff, bf!au)
please stay (angst, fluff)
one word at a time (fluff, dad!au)
nostalgia dinner (fluff, suggestive)
for worse or better (fluff, suggestive)
mailman (fluff, mailman!au)
feelings (fluff)
classics (smut)
worship you (smut)
a moon without stars (smut, angst, romance)
the copy machine is broken again (smut, fluff, office!au)
mine (smut, fluff, fratboy!au)
first time (smut, fluff)
like the movies (smut, fluff)
until it feels like you're in heaven (smut)
until i met you (smut, fratboy!au)
love me tender...or maybe not: happily ever after (fluff, smut)
amour-haine & co (ongoing serie, fluff, smut, angst, CEO!au)
begging (smut)
alter-ego (smut)
first time crying during sex (smut)
warm encounter part.1 part.2 (smut, gamer!au)
just ask (smut)
Licentious (smut, babysitter!au)
takes his anger on you (smut)
in the pants (smut)
sexy voice (smut)
momentum part.1 part.2 part.3 (serie finished, smut, angstish, fluff, racer!au, engineer!au)
personal trainer (smut, personal trainer!au)
titties lover (smut, fluff)
gym instructor (smut, gyminstructor!au)
off limits! (smut, brother bff!au)
i'll just get off all by myself (smut)
cat got your tongue? (smut)
roommates with benefits (smut, fluff, angstish, roommate!au, college!au)
alternate universe (magics, gods, royalty, etc...)
the trouble with dogs (unfinished?, fluff, hybrid!au)
wildflower part.1 part.2 (unfinished, smut, angst, royal!au)
instinct part.1 (unfinished?, fluff, angst, werewolf!au)
just relax part.1 (unfinishedd?, fluff, suggestive, therapist!au)
tales from the pack - masterlist - (finished, angst, fluff, smut, werewolf!au)
(getting closer) wonwoo: crimson eyes (serie finished, smut, angst, vampire!au)
the forest (fluff, witch!au)
shadowhunter (fluff, shadowhunter!au)
under the moonlight (angst, smut, prince!au, witch!au)
vampire!wonwoo (smut, angst, fluff, vampire!au)
stuck in a rut x werewolf!mingyu (smut, werewolf!au, vampire!au)
fearless part.1 (serie finished, smut, fluff, vampire!au)
sharing is caring but i don't care (smut, fluff, hybrid!au)
drawings (fluff, angst, tattooits!au, florist!au)
library assistant (fluff, librarian!au)
bite me (smut, vampire!au)
by the moon (fluff, angst, suggestive, werewolf!au, witch!au)
favorite (smut, camgirl!au, teacher!au, college!au)
royal advisor (fluff, royal!au, princess!au, royal advisor!au)
to the victor (go the spoils) part.1 (smut, camboy!au)
when you gave me my name (smut, fluff, angst, fae!au)
fallen angel (smut, angel!au, demon!au, fallenangel!au)
until my lips turn blue (smut, angst, mafia!au)
red lights (smut, incubus!au)
with another member
private part.1 part.2 (5some with mingyu, wonwoo, jun & the8)
fallen x jeonghan (smut)
masseur seungcheol vs masseur wonwoo (smut, suggestive, masseur!au)
class project x mingyu (smut, fratboy!au, uni!au)
getting closer part.1 part.2 part.3 x mingyu (unfinished, smut, roommate!au)
besties x mingyu (smut, college!au)
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yasashii-leaf · 8 months ago
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Things to know for the Au :
Wally and Barnaby have been friends since childhood, Barnaby's mother was the head chef of the castle.
They grew up together, and Barnaby knows Wally so well that he knows Wally's emotions, even if Wally displays a smile and a lazy look.
So how did Julie and Wally meet? First of all they were planned to get married so an arranged marriage, they were only 7/8 years old. But in the end the parents changed their minds.
Frank and Julie have been together since school, Frank is part of a prestigious family, but was very lonely, Julie somehow stuck to him like glue. Since they became friends, he also became advisor and royal librarian of the Troll Kingdom.
Julie's parents asked if Frank was interested in becoming Julie's husband. He immediately refused. He really likes her but not that much.
Julie is chaotic and very enthusiastic, Frank manages to calm her down but it's still not the case.
The number of suitors for Wally increased after he killed the king of the Dark Kingdom (now known as the Lost Kingdom).
Julie's suitors give up after the first date or meeting.
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liminalpebble · 6 months ago
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Between the Lines, Chapter 2
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Summary: The exchange of concubines amongst the noble houses of Asgard is nothing new to the royal family, however, it is to Asgard's solitary younger prince. Since Loki had always openly declared the tradition barbaric and loathsome, he shocks the court to its core when he changes his mind.
The trickster had yet another surprise in store when he selected you, a librarian from a noble house to occupy his bed.
You're stunned, intimidated, even afraid, of the sly second prince, but you know as well as anyone that to deny a royal decree is to court death.
And so you go, only to find that this mysterious man is not at all what you expected.
Pairing: Femme reader x Loki Pre-Thor 1 AU
CW: Allusions to sexual slavery dubcon/noncon within the society. Power imbalance. Eventual smut with questionable consent. Minors DNI.
AN: This will be a multi-parter but not a particularly long one, so if I leave you hanging between chapters, I promise it won't be particularly long before it all comes together.
Chapter 2
“Come. It will be a long night, and we have so much to learn.”
He takes your hand firmly, but delicately, as if leading you to a ballroom for a waltz. The tenderness of it catches you off guard. You expected to be yanked over to his bed and ravished, left with bruises, and disposed of. That's what everyone told you to expect.
Instead, he guides you through lavish double doors to what appears to be his personal library. You crane your neck up, straining to see the top of the high, dark shelves and rolling ladders, all intricately carved with braided motifs, interwoven with mysterious runes and imagery. You have the dizzying sense that this room is centuries older than you, possibly even older than the god beside you. A stained glass skylight (a mandala of daggers) drenches the large parlor with eerie, icy moonlight. It tangles with the warm glow of the candles below in swirls of subtle blue and gold.
Loki feels his heart thaw ever so slightly at your glowing innocent wonder; the pure love and reverence in your eyes for those tomes, for the history of beings telling each other stories and truths, fantastical or factual...of people reading to know they are not alone. People, like you and him, who so often felt alone, who felt the painful singularity of your existence like a needle through the heart.
He smiles with furtive satisfaction. Oh yes. He has done very well to pluck this librarian from her life, like a flower from a secret garden of rarities. He watches as you walked in small uncertain steps, trance-like, towards the nearest shelves, raising your hand to graze the spines as you read them. Suddenly, you remember your situation, and turn to your prince asking, “I'm sorry. May I touch them?”
He chuckles, and sweeps his hands out from where he had them clasped behind his back; palms out in an open, gracious, gesture. “Of course. What good is a library, after all, if no one uses it?”
You nod, feeling a shy smile peek out from behind your nerves. He watches, radiant with longing. Those luminous eyes follow your careful fingers, brushing the spines so lovingly...the same way he ached for you to stroke along the iron pillar of his own, smelting him sweetly into something softer.
He swallows, blinks the thought away, and dons his inscrutable mask again.
“Would you like something more comfortable?”
“More...more comfortable?”
“Well, yes. As absolutely ravishing as you look in that gown, I don't imagine it's very pleasant to wear.”
The way his deep voice dripped like honey around that “r” sends a liquid, sugary, excitement coursing through your veins. An emotion you didn't yet have a name or category for; something teetering between fear and arousal.
He leaves the room in quick steps, returning with a robe of lush green velvet, placing it gently into your hands.
Loki gives a dangerous smile and a charming wink. “And don't worry, darling. I'll avert my eyes.”
He does as he says, turning his broad back to you. The prince leans against the door frame feigning a relaxed indifference that he couldn't feel further from.
It takes some time to free yourself of all the panels and boning of the intricate dress. You wonder how something so revealing could actually have so many layers. You curse under your breath as you fiddle with a latch for the fifth time, then sigh with relief as it finally gives way.
He...snickers. The terrifying tactician, master of blades and battle, the ambitious dark prince of Asgard snickers at you and you can't help but snicker back. It was funny. You probably would have laughed harder if you weren't still stiff and stifled by fear.
Finally, you shed the last of the layers. The gown falls around you like dead leaves, as you swaddle yourself in the verdant drape of his robe, reviving ever-so-slightly.
You take a deep inhale (your first since this stressful day began). The fabric holds his fragrance; earthy, snow-laden pine trees on the darkest night of the year, sharp clean mint, and something dark and hypnotic you can't place, like an ancient poisonous flower. It lulls you into a cool comfort, stills your breath, and soothes your chafed skin. You wonder if his touch would feel like this, but even better, and the thought makes the blood rush to your cheeks.
“Better?” he asks over his shoulder.
“Yes. Much. Thank you, Sire.”
As you tie the gold cord, you observe the shelves in front of you: Cummings, Eliot, Shakespeare, Milton, Whitman, and Blake...Midgardian literature. Forbidden Midgardian literature.
You turn and say, “You have Midgardian books?”
“Yes,” he answers, raising an eyebrow.
“I thought they were forbidden.”
He drifts closer, gradually dominating your space. As his shadow envelops you, he say, “Indeed they are for ordinary citizens. Not for a prince of the realms.”
You nod and feel your face grow hot with embarrassment. Of course. Silly question.
“But,” he purrs with a lilt of mischief, “that does beg the question...how are you familiar with them?”
You fidget, suddenly feeling that the oversized robe is overwhelming your naked body beneath it as it swallows you whole.
“I am...was...a royal librarian and archivist. We have special dispensations.”
“Ah. Yesss.” he says with a sneaky hiss. It's not the whole truth and he knows it, but he decides to play with his food a bit longer before going in for the kill. He loves to bite, but he much prefers to kiss beforehand; lips before tongue, tongue before teeth, taking his careful time to taste.
His broad hand slides around your waist. The other arm gestures to the expanse of shelves. He leans down, nose and lips nuzzling ever-so-slightly into your hairline as he whispers, “please, select a book, darling. Whatever your heart desires. I want you to read to me.”
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melodygatesauthor · 1 year ago
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The Princess and the Book Keeper
Steven Grant X f! Princess Reader - Medieval Royal AU
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Not Beta-read - Requested by Anon - Written in 3rd Person (reader is not coded and has no description)
Summary:
Steven is the royal book keeper, and he's fallen for the princess. He enjoys seeing her day after day enjoying her books, but doesn't realize that she likes him as well. When she comes to him in the night, he can hardly contain his excitement.
Tags/Warnings:
NSFW, 3rd person perspective (but still reader insert), reader is not coded, reader is a princess, Steven is a "librarian" (royal book keeper), royal AU, smut, p in v sex, cum swallowing, unprotected sex, forbidden relationship, power imbalance
Word Count: 1.6k
Steven knew it was impossible for them to be together. She was a princess after all and he was, well, the palace book keeper. It wasn’t a fanciful title, nor was it a noble one. He couldn’t protect her from danger, provide her with financial security, and his family name wasn’t of any great significance. It didn’t change the fact that the world stopped rotating when she would come to the library in the afternoons adorned in her beautiful dresses and jewelry with her ladies in tow.
He could only watch in awe as she would walk by him, flashing her dazzling smile as she passed. He swore his heart might pound out of his chest at the sight every single time. She always went to the same section, Steven’s favorite as well. Rows upon rows of books on Egyptology sat upon the shelves. She looked so pretty with her eyes scanning each page while she idly bit her bottom lip. He wondered if she even knew she was doing it.
One night she came to the library alone, much to Steven’s surprise. He didn’t often see visitors at that hour. She was wearing something different from the norm, but equally as breathtaking. A nightgown cut off at the knee, lace sewn at the hem, and nothing but thin straps draped delicately over her shoulders. He’d never seen her in anything other than her silken dresses with her hair done and face made-up.
“Princess, what are you doin’ here at this hour?” He asked, still surprised to see her there.
“Well, I could make up something about how I couldn’t sleep and wanted to come read but I’d rather get straight to the point if that’s alright with you?” She stepped closer to him, touching his chest with her middle finger gently.
Steven’s throat bobbed, “I…I…”
She brought her lips frighteningly close to his, so close that he could taste her. He felt her hand trail up the side of his neck and cup his jaw. Shock overcame him when she crashed her lips over his hastily, stealing moans from his mouth as she melted into him further. She reached down and grabbed his hands bringing them to her hips before tangling her fingers in with his dark locks, deepening the kiss.
“I always see you looking at me. Wondered when you’d make a pass at me.” She was grinding her hips into his roughly, enticing his growing erection, “imagine my disappointment day after day when you never did.”
“I would never make a pass at-“ she cut him off with a kiss, “you, princess, I’d be asking to get m’self hanged.”
“Only if we were caught.” She was breathless.
“Well we are standing right out in the middle of the library I don’t think that’s very-“
“Then move me.”
He did, lifting her up by her beautiful bottom and carrying her to a section in the library unfrequented by anyone. He lay her down on the tufted lounge chair where she squirmed in her silk nightgown as he climbed over her. She pulled his shirt out from the waist of his pants and slid it over his head. His messy curls dropped within his line of sight. She was faster than he, brushing them out of the way and keeping her palm on his stubbled cheek.
“W-what can I do, princess?” Steven asked, nearly choking on the words as they escaped him.
He had dreamt of this moment, imagining how it would happen, if ever it happened. He’d thought many times about what he’d do with her if the opportunity should arise. His mind was filled with how he wanted to feel her, taste her, and most of all, how terribly he wanted to hear her while she gave in to the pleasure he knew he could provide. Imagining the way she would sound made his body tremble with anticipation. He had to know how far he was allowed to tread though. Surely he wasn’t permitted to take everything he wanted, despite how badly he wished he could.
“Anything you please.” She gave him a soft smile.
“Well,” he let out a nervous chuckle, “not anything. Surely you’ve got to save yourself for-“
“You really think the royal ladies don’t have ways to get around something most men know so little about?” She pulled his head down and leaned in so his ear was brushed by her sultry lips, “I’m not a virgin anymore, so take whatever you want.”
Steven was wide-eyed when she lay back. She pulled her nightgown over her head and discarded it on the floor. He looked down at her breathtaking frame beneath him. He’d always thought her the most beautiful woman in the room, but now there was certainly no compare. Her giggling at his dumb-struck face made his head spin with excitement. Of all the times he’d fantasized about this moment, he never thought it would actually become a reality. Steven didn’t want to waste anymore time, so he tugged his trouser to his thighs, lowered himself between her legs.
“You’re sure princess? I don’t want to hurt you, and I don’t want either of us to-“
“Take. Me.”
A unified gasp echoed off the shelves stacked high with books. Steven reached a hand out to grab the arm of the lounge chair for leverage, veins protruding from the sheer strength at which he held on. The princess dragged her nails gently down his chest, forcing his body to shake. She rested her hands on either of his hips, commenting on how well-built he was for a royal book keeper. Steven thrusted faster, feeling her soft walls flutter around his girth in response.
“Didn’t know you felt so good.” She bit her lip and looked at him with a lusty gaze. “Who knew the meek book keeper had such a big-oh-oh-my!”
She was being too loud, so Steven covered her mouth quickly with his in an attempt to silence her shrill whines. She tasted so delicious with every pass of her tongue along his. He wanted to pull her closer, and if it were possible he would. Their chests were pressed together so tightly not even the thinnest piece of parchment could pass between them. He shuddered against her with every thrust; he’d never felt anything like this. Every sweet drag of his cock through her tight, wet cunt made him groan in his pleasure.
“Surely you can go harder can’t you?” She asked, digging her nails into the meat of his hips.
“Y-yeah, yep-sure-can-princess,” Steven managed to choke out in between the breaths that punched out of his lungs.
He was rolling his hips into her at an unforgiving pace. He worried his grip might break the arm of the chair he was squeezing it so hard. The veins in his hand were distinguished in the dim light of the moon. The princess arched herself into him, angling her cunt to take him deeper. His mouth fell agape over hers in a heavy groan before he closed over hers again. Steven still wondered when he might wake from this dream.
“I’m so close-oh God-where would you like me to finish?” He asked, looking into her eyes.
“I want to taste you…always wanted to taste you!”
Steven had to cover her mouth with his hand as her whimpering turned to screams. Her face was shrouded in ecstasy, lust ridden eyes rolling back in her orgasm. If her expression didn’t alert him to her climax, the way her velvet walls squeezed around his girth did. It was like every contraction was attempting to draw out his own release, and it was working.
“Princess, I-I can’t-I can’t-I-oh my-oh f-” Steven pulled himself out of her in a mad rush, gripped his length and angled himself up to her chin.
He’d barely made it.
Hot spurts shot into her mouth, a few stray bits dressing her lips and chin in a glossy sheen. Steven’s breathy and pleasure laced moans filled the library with every bit of his spend that spilled into the princess’s mouth. When he was finished, he pulled back and stared in awe at the breathtaking sight of her with her mouth painted white. She dragged her finger over the globs that missed their target, bringing it all her mouth as well. Steven watched with a dumb smile while she swallowed every bit of him down.
“Thank you,” he said, sitting back on the lounge chair and catching his breath, “thank you a thousand times, thank you.”
Her giggle was a whimsical melody to his ears, “the pleasure was mine.”
She walked over to her discarded nightgown and pulled it over herself. Steven couldn’t even bring himself to stand. His body had never felt so sated and numb. She brought his shirt over and handed it to him. When he tried to take it from her, she leaned in and kissed his lips softly before releasing the garment.
“I don’t even know your name, how silly is that?” She stepped back away from him.
“Steven, I’m Steven with a ‘V’.” He explained, still just sitting there as though his mind were empty.
“Isn’t that unique.” She gave him a coy smirk as she turned and started toward the library exit. “Well, Steven, if you fancy yourself a stroll around the far corner of the garden tomorrow at high noon, you might find something there worth your while.”
And then she exited the library, as if she’d never been there at all.
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