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giggly-squiggily · 1 month

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Weekly Basis (Fire Force)

Heyo! :D I missed my boys, and now here they are kjejakrkjearjkeaj I was fangirling with Nym (@intheticklecloset) recently over these two and Fire Force as a whole- one thing led to another and boom! This fic was born! I hope y'all like it! :D

Summary: Arthur and Shinra have weekly tickle fights. That's it- that's the fic

It was Arthur’s fault, naturally. He usually was the one to start these fights.

“Begone devil, or I’ll be forced to cut you down.” The blonde fumed, grabbing the hilt of his plasma blade. “I’m not one to bluff.”

“Gee, forget how to say ‘excuse me’?” Said devil rolled his eyes as he turned back to the counter, pouring cream into his coffee. He could move, but Shinra was feeling petty now. The self proclaimed knight king could wait. “Since you're standing there, hand me the sugar? I think Maki burned the pot.”

“Assisting a devil? And a stubborn one at that- you are truly bold to ask a Knight King for assistance after refusing my orders.” Arthur puffed up, the hand on his hilt tightening knuckle white. Still, he turned and grabbed the sugar off the nearby table.

Only to put it on the top of the fridge, just out of Shinra’s reach.

“Oh you son of a-” Shinra growled as he twisted towards him, reaching for the bowl. “You’re a real pain in the ass, you know that?”

“Had you yielded, you’d have your sugar- hey, back you!!” Arthur pushed at his shoulders as Shinra leaned into him, using the blonde as leverage. “Begone I said!”

“Shut up, you started it!” Shinra stretched his arm long, fingers just grazing his target. Arthur scrunched his nose up at the smell. “Hold still!”

He did not. Instead, Arthur shoved his hand into his armpits for a better shove, curling his fingers.

The reaction was near instantaneous.

“GAH!” Shinra yelped, all but falling on his ass as he spasmed backwards. Arthur reached out to grab him, a hand to Shinra’s t-shirt the only thing preventing him from hitting his head on the way down. There was a brief moment of stunned silence, then…

“Geahhaha! Doohohohn’t you dahhahahre!” Shinra cried out when Arthur let him go, following him down with two hands in his armpits. “Stahhahahap, sthahhap yooohohohu jehheheerk!”

“Oo, what’s wrong? Is the devil himself ticklish?” The blonde cooed, grinning from ear to ear as Shinra thrashed and squealed beneath him, curling up like a cockroach. “If I’ve known this sooner, I’d have defeated you already! Now I shall take my chance!”

“Yehahahhaha rihhihiihght! Gehahahhaha, yohohohou’re a mohohohorohohohon iihihif yohohohu thihiihnk thihihs will kihihihll mehehehehe!” Shinra quickly reached out, grabbing onto Arthur’s knee and squeezing. Almost immediately, Arthur spasmed, falling back and giving Shinra the opening he needed to run.

“Dehevil! Get back here!” Arthur cried out, but Shinra was already far too gone, laughing the entire way.

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Arthur was exhausted.

It was the beginning of the week, and the dreaded paperwork day. Normally such an event wouldn’t come around until later, but due to a few incidents over the weekend with infernals, the torture was moved sooner. The ogre pri-Maki; his head still hurt- insisted it wasn’t all that bad; just a small pile for each of them.

For her or the lieutenant, this was breezy. For the Knight King himself; it felt like decades.

“Oi, sit up- that’s how you fall asleep.” Shinra elbowed him gently, snapping him out of his sleepy trance. “Speaking of, did you sleep at all last night? I swear I heard you snoring for the most of it.”

“A Knight King gets plenty of stamina. This however- it’s poison. It drains my life force.” Arthur looked down miserably at the half finished paper, feeling his eyes start to droop just after reading the first few lines. “I’ve sat here for eons. Any longer and I won’t be able to go on…”

“It’s been five minutes. Most of them you spent asleep.” Shinra elbowed him again when Arthur started to droop, shaking him awake once more. “Do you want some coffee? An energy drink- water?”

“Coffee would be nice..” Arthur nodded through a yawn, watching Shinra get up to make it. “Make haste, devil- before this poison spreads to my he-aaaaart..”

“Sure, sure, whatever.” Shinra rolled his eyes as Arthur yawned again, stretching his arms out overhead. “Don’t be asleep when I get back or else.”

Arthur knew Shinra likely meant it. He leaned into his hand as he stared at the paper, the world growing blurrier and blurrier until…

“Eheh!” Something sharp and ticklish jabbed his sides. His vision was blind- when did that happen? Oh no- the poison spread to his eyes! “I can’t see-”

The paper he was working on fluttered off his face. Arthur stared. Oh.

Then the tickles came back and he didn’t have any time to feel silly.

“I told you to stay awake, didn’t I?” Shinra growled in his ear as he squeezed the life out of Arthur’s sides, making the blonde squeal and squirm in his clutches. “I told you, and you fell asleep anyway! This is what you get!”

“Aehahhhahahha! Rehehahahaleahahase me, dehheheehevil! Hohohow dahahahare yohohohu- gehahahhahahahhah!” The Knight King tried and failed to grab his hands, still groggy with sleep as Shinra danced his fingers up and down his torso. “Begohohohohone, dehhehehevil-HEhhehehehehehhahah!”

“You know- you’re awfully bold to ask for coffee from me and then tell me to ‘begone’. Actually- didn’t you say the same thing yesterday too?” Shinra’s efforts were doubled as Arthur snorted like a pig, trying and failing to guard his stomach from the devil’s prodding fingers. “Well too bad for you! I’m here with an antidote for your ‘poison’, and I’m not going anywhere until it’s in full effect!”

The coffee had grown cold by the time they were done, but Arthur wasn’t sleepy anymore.

A win is a win?

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“You’ve got to be kidding.”

“Shut up! It’s not like you’ve never been stuck before!” Shinra argued at the Knight King- his stance weakened significantly as he swayed to and from. “Get me down!”

“Usually I’d leave devils like yourself like this, but as a Knight King, I suppose I have to help you.” A puff of laughter escaped the blonde’s lips, momentarily breaking his monologue. Seeing Shinra hanging upside down in a tree with his leg caught within the branches was quite the sight! Part of him wanted to take a few pictures.

Well…

“Oi, put your phone away and help me!” Shinra cried, swiping at Arthur as the other snapped a few shots, ducking and weaving out of the brunette’s reach. “Arthur!”

“Pfft, okay okay.” Tossing his phone aside, he reached up and grabbed Shinra by the waist- or ribs. He was never good at devil anatomy. “I’m gonna pull you down- try not to squirm.”

“Hurry u-eehheahhaha, stahhahap!” Shinra cried, shivering all over at the feeling of tickles. “Don’t tihihickle me!”

“I’m not trying too- damn, how’d you get so stuck?” Arthur gave another tug, squeezing Shinra more and more as he pulled. The entire time, the brunette was giggling and curling up, punching at the air and holding his face as he tried and failed to escape. “I told you to stop squirming!”

“Ahahahand I tohohold yoohohou tohoho stahhap tihihihckli-EHEHE!” Hands to his hips did him in. He arched so harshly he went backwards into Arthur, his leg deciding that was the time to come loose. The two boys went flailing into the dirt below- groaning in mutual pain as leaves scattered around them.

“Ugh..Devil, are you hurt?” Arthur asked, feeling Shinra shake his head. “Good. You can carry me back.”

“Oh shit- did you get hurt?” Shinra shot up, staring down at Arthur’s torso.

“No, but I’m far too tired. It’s the least you can do for knocking the air out of me.”

Shira swore, digging into the blonde’s sides and making him jump and cackle.

He did end up carrying Arthur home though.

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Ghgggggggggggghhh.

Shinra felt his eye twitch. He pressed them closed tighter, practically squinting.

Ghgggggg-hhhhhhhhhhhhhhhch.

He pulled the pillow tighter around his ears, trying to block out the sound.

Khggggggh-ghhhghgh-zhhhhhhhhhhgh

Now that last one sounded personal. Shinra twisted in his bed to glare down at the blonde sleeping away. Arthur wasn’t usually the type to snore; most nights the most you’d hear out of him is sleep talking through a dream-made acceptance speech. It was only when he got sick he snored.

And good lord he could snore!

“Oi, Knight King!” Shinra whispered sharply down at him, waving to get his attention. Usually he’d be more sympathetic for his roommate in times like this, but Arthur was on the very last leg of his cold. After what felt like decades listening to him snore, he finally had enough. “Wake up!”

“Zzh-heh?” Snorting awake, Arthur blinked blurrily up at him, wiping at his face with a tired hand. “What? The princess wishes me to marry her? I’m flattered, but I am far too committed to my duties.”

“No, dumbass! Wake up! You’re snoring like crazy!” Shinra growled, climbing down the latter of their bunk before heading to the bathroom. “Hang on, let me get the decongestants.”

“I don’t need your potions, Devil. I’m fine. Besides its-” Arthur looked at the clock, wincing. “Good lord- 1 am?- I can survive the night.”

“Well, I can’t.” Shinra came back with a glass of water and two pills, offering them to the blonde. “Take them. That’ll clear your up.”

Arthur stared. Then he scrunched up his nose in distaste, shaking his head. “Those are poison.”

“They’re medicine!”

“They taste horrible.”

“You sound like ass- take the freaking pills!” Too tired for patience, Shinra put down the water and climbed onto Arthur’s bed, grabbing at his sides as he brought the pills to his mouth. “Come on- come on, Knight King- the princess wants you to take them!”

“The priiihihncess is a dehehhevil! A dehihihvil in dihhihisguiihihse!” Arthur giggled out, one hand slapped over his mouth as the other shoved at Shinra, trying and failing to keep it down. “Stahhahap, it tihihihickles!”

“Take. The. Meds. Now!” Shinra growled, worming his fingers higher up as Arthur fell back into the bed, squeaking and giggling all the way. He was about to shove a hand into the blonde’s gut to really get him going when the door suddenly opened. “L-Lieutenant!”

Hinawa looked beyond exhausted, hair slightly messy and glasses missing. He also looked really, really pissed. He walked over, taking in the sight as his eyes landed on the pills in Shinra’s hand.

Without any words, he held out his hand for them. Shinra gave them without question. Hinawa turned to Arthur.

“These will make you into a grand knight king. Take them or you’ll die to the witch's poison.” He spoke so seriously even Shinra believed him. Arthur blanched before snatching the pills, gulping them down with every last drop of water.

“Good. Bed. Now.” Hinawa gave Shinra a look that sent chills up his spine. Quickly, the brunette did so, watching the older man leave. Before the door shut, he heard a soft “Goodnight boys.”

“Scary…” Shinra moaned. Below him, Arthur was fast asleep already.

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“That’s it! This charade has gone on LONG ENOUGH!” Shinra declared one afternoon- tossing down his coat and pointing at the blonde before him. “You and me- outside; right now!”

“Bring it on, Devil. I’ve been waiting for this day.” Arthur nodded, following the brunette out the door. Tamaki- who had been sitting by watching the entire fiasco- turned to the others with wide eyes.

“Should we stop them?” She asked- still new to Company 8’s dynamics.

“They’ll be fine. They do this at least once a week.” Maki reassured her, sorting through the remains of her paperwork. “If you want, why don’t you go out and see for yourself? I can take care of things here.”

Tamaki nodded, standing up and heading towards the door. With a small huff, she pushed it open to find…

“COME HERE!” Shinra yelled out, diving into Arthur’s middle as the blonde grabbed onto his shirt. Sparks flew and flames ignited as Shinra took flight, soaring him and Arthur through the air. Despite such a move, they only skimmed the rooftop, no different than a fly buzzing around a sugar cube.

“Think you’ve one? Ha! Take this!” Arthur wasn't deterred. The second they reached the center of the roof once more he brought the hilt of his sword into Shinra’s back, making him stumble to his feet. Tamaki sucked in a small hiss- that couldn’t have felt good.

Neither did the suplex Shinra performed on Arthur. With the blonde on his back, Shirna was quick to sit on his hips, one hand grabbing at his wrists while the other…

“AH! Shihihihihihihit!” Arthur yelped, arching when Shinra’s fingers attacked his stomach, sending waves of ticklishness up his core. “Dehehehhevil!”

“Whahaht?” Shinra mimicked, giggling like a goon as he carried on gently tickling the other. He was smiling that devilish grin of his- the kind that never failed to make Tamaki’s heart do little flutters whenever it came around. “Come on- fight back, Knight King? What is it- too much for you to handle?”

“Yohohoohu shuhuhuhut yoooohur fahahhahce! Gehahhaha, I’m juhuhust gehehhehetting stahahhahartred!” With a burst of strength, Arthur broke free from Shinra’s grip, attacking the other’s ribs with full force. The brunette yelped as he doubled over, giggling like a child almost immediately. “Tahhahahke thahahahaht!”

“Wow- and here I thought they’d spar more before getting into the tickles.” Maki’s amused tone make Tamaki jump out her skin, finding the older girl watching alongside her. “Last week it took them a few more attacks before they got going.”

“They’ve been on edge all week. This is their stress relief.” Hinawa added, making Maki nod in agreement.

“Latom.” Iris added, tenting hands. Tamaki copied her almost automatically.

“Ehehehehheheh! Dohoohohohn’t juhuhuhuuhst stahhahahnd thehehehere- hehehehelp meheheh!” Shinra called out to them, half fighting off Arthur’s attacks and half digging into the nearest soft spot he could find. “Geheheheht his neehheheck-EHEHEHEH!”

“Dohohohon’t goohohoho gihihihving awahhahy my sehehehecrets! Hihihis feheheht! Gehehhet his feheheheh-EHEEHEHK!” Arthur yelped just as loudly when Shinra dug into his highest ribs, the hands in Shinra’s armpits starting to weaken. “GEHEHEHT OOHOHOHUT!”

“DIHIHIIHIHITTOOHOHOHOHO!”

“They’ll work it out eventually.” Hinawa returned to his desk, Maki following not too long after. Iris stayed with Tamaki, giggling in her hand as she watched the boys play.

“They’re always like this- you don’t have to worry.” She reassured her, squeezing Tamaki’s hand. “Come- lets go get some tea before they realize we’re still here.”

Away they went, leaving the boys screaming and cackling on the rooftop in their tickle fight. Soon the noise died down, the boys returning to the office disheveled and giggly.

“Iihihll..I’ll win nehehext time!” Shinra called out, pointing at a sleepy Arthur as the blonde sank into his seat.

“Suhuhure, shuuhhure..dehhehevil.” Arthur rolled his eyes, head hitting the desk as he began to snore. Only Maki shaking him kept him from completely passing out.

“I didn’t know you were ticklish.” Tamaki mused as she passed him a mug, watching his ears go red. “Who knew the hero had such a weakness?”

There was a brief pause in his eyes, something she couldn’t quite read passing over them before he began to laugh, taking the mug with that trademark smile of his. “Well- all the best heroes have one. Sometimes two.”

“What’s the other one?” She asked automatically, tilting her head when he only smiled around his mug.

“That’s a secret”

Thanks for reading!

#Fire Force #shinra kusakabe #arthur boyle #company 8 #fluff #tickle #tickle fic #implied Tamashinra cause yes #Tamashin?#Tamashin #They are PRECIOUS!

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alfabusa · 1 month

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Why is the a mural where Ruben from Quest For Camelot butchering Sior Lionel is portrayed as some good saint guy? I don't know anything about Arthurian lore where either Lionel or Arthur did something so hainous that Ruben trying to kill them, even with everything he did, would be depicted as heroic. Also, are the Quest For Camelots events canon in the HTP timeline?

Yeah okay so basically in HTP, Quest of Camelot is real but only this is what happened!

#hunter: the parenting #ruber #quest for camelot

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petals2fish · 3 months

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Summary: All Lily has ever wanted is to be a knight, like her father, Sir Lionel. After Camelot is attacked and the magical sword Excalibur is stolen, she finds herself teaming up with James, a young blind hermit, as they embark on a quest to find the lost sword. Together, they face the threat of the evil Ruber, navigate challenges with a two-headed dragon and an ogre, and discover that they're more alike than they initially thought. Will they manage to return the sword to Arthur in time, or will they lose not only each other but also their dreams and the precious Excalibur? Based on the 1998 movie Quest for Camelot, but more plot and less singing.

Chapter 1: Blindsided (James’ POV)

James was just three years old when King Arthur drew the sword from the stone and created the beautiful Camelot, bringing peace to the realm. With cobblestone streets echoing the footsteps of knights and commoners alike, Camelot expanded from a castle and small village to the largest city in the world. James grew alongside the city, gazing up at the castle in awe every night before bed, praying that one day he would become a knight of the Round Table.

Read on A03

#jily #lily evans #jily fanfiction #james potter #jily fic #quest for camelot #marauders au

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charmsandtealeaves · 3 months

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I had a big reading week this week trying to clear some of my email inbox because the sheer volume was stressing me the fuck out every time I opened it 😅 Posting this a day early as I'm honestly a little worried Tumblr is gonna be funny about all the links.

Read this week:

Reset by @ncoincidences

WIP, Jily micro-oops, Temporary amnesia, Rated G

A mishap with a drunken dark wizard leaves Lily an amnesiac. The last ten months of her life has been completely wiped, which includes her breakup with James eight months before. To aid in her speedy recovery, James has to keep Lily under the pretence that her life has been the same as it was.

When It Counted by @cascader

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She didn’t tell him when it counted. She’s daydreaming of a redo.

Something Foolish by @merlinsbudgiesmugglers

Complete (1.9k), Tedromeda, canon compliant, Rated E

Struggling against the expectations of her family, and her forced separation from Ted. Andromeda is pleased to discover a note left in her room.

Sunrise, Sunset by @practicecourts

Complete (2.9k) Blackevans BFF Week, Rated G

One time Sirius Black finds Lily Evans, just as she’s about to do something she might regret. One time Lily Potter finds Sirius Black after he’s received some upsetting news.

A Different Kind of Love Story by @mppmaraudergirl

Complete (5.8k), Blackevans BFF Week, Rated G

The best of friendships sometimes grow in the most unlikely of places.

The Vow by @missgryffin

Complete (9.6k), Hogwarts! Jily , Rated E

When he was thirteen-going-on-fourteen, James Potter did something truly, unbelievably stupid. Now that he’s seventeen-going-on-eighteen, he has to deal with the consequences.

Quest for Camelot by @petalsinwoodvale (Ch. 1-2)

WIP, jily Quest For Camelot AU, Rated T

All Lily has ever wanted is to be a knight, like her father, Sir Lionel. After Camelot is attacked and the magical sword Excalibur is stolen, she finds herself teaming up with James, a young blind hermit, as they embark on a quest to find the lost sword. Together, they face the threat of the evil Ruber, navigate challenges with a two-headed dragon and an ogre, and discover that they're more alike than they initially thought. Will they manage to return the sword to Arthur in time, or will they lose not only each other but also their dreams and the precious Excalibur?

Grounded by @frustratedpoetwrites

WIP, Jily Modern (Magic) AU, Winter Olympics, Not Rated

When James Potter's successful Quidditch career comes to an abrupt end he struggles to find a new direction. Coaching seems to be an answer and a pair of green eyes.

Vindicated by missgryffin

Complete (20k), Order!Jily AU, Rated E

Five years ago, Lily Evans did the hardest thing she’d ever done, and broke up with James Potter so she could stay alive by secretly going undercover in America. Now, she’s been tasked with something even harder: doing a transatlantic mission with him.

Captivated by missgryffin

Complete (6.7k), Hogwarts!Jily, Rated E

"I think we should sweep the library. Make sure it's empty." "And why's that?" "Because I need to be alone with you."

Silent Night by practicecourts (ch.1-4)

WIP, Hope Lupin, Remus Lupin, Rated T

Moments in the life of Hope Lupin.

10 Things I Hate About You by @wearingaberetinparis (Ch1.)

WIP, Jily Romcom, Rated M

Petunia Evans cannot start dating the man she considers to have true love potential – a certain Vernon Dursley – until her anti-social younger sister, Lily, finds herself a partner too, which leads Petunia to take drastic measures. For surely, Head Boy James Potter – suffering from a knee injury he does not want anyone but himself and his physiotherapist to know about – should be able to charm her younger sibling, shouldn’t he? If the only thing standing between her perfect love match is blackmail, who is she not to resort to it? Are not, after all, all means justified when the end she has in mind is so very sweet?

Would you run away with me? By @ncoincidences

Complete (1.3k), jily, Rated G

In which Lily barges in on a white veil occasion.

Happy Place by Wearingaberetinparis (Ch.1-6)

WIP, jily modern AU, Rated M

James and Lily have always been the perfect couple that everyone aspires to be: from Head Boy and Girl at Hogwarts School to university students in a loving long distance relationship to – eventually – a happily engaged duo, destined to go the distance. They go together like cream and tea, pride and prejudice, fish and chips. That is, until – for reasons they refuse to discuss for fear of making everything so much worse – they really, truly don’t. For one week, however, they have to act as if all is well for they have yet to tell their friends that what had always seemed perfect, is now very much broken.

You have no idea how long I’ve been wanting to do that by @jamesunderwater

Complete (1k), prongsfoot in a nightclub, Rated E

prongsfoot + a locked door public bathroom on my knees trying to make you scream vibe

Truth is I’m so damn in love with you I don’t know what to do with myself by jamesunderwater

Complete (800), Prongsfoot, Rated T

prongsfoot + near death experiences + trapped with only one bed + gay pining

Over Spilt Coffee by @annabtg

Complete (1k), Tonks first person POV, Rated T

Tonks's musings on the night she picked up smoking... the night Remus Lupin broke her heart.

Breaking by annabtg

Complete (1.4k), Remus Lupin, Missing Moments, Rated T

Remus has his reasons for staying away from Tonks. Even if it breaks his heart as much as it breaks hers.

From the very first day by @kay-elle-cee

Complete (500), Muggle AU Jily, Rated T

An unexpected night leaves two coworkers trying to sort out their feelings.

Loved you three summers by Kay-Elle-Cee

Complete (600), Pregnant Jily, Rated G

A pregnant Lily has a not-so-sudden realization.

Don’t say yes by Kay-Elle-Cee

Complete (800), no Voldemort AU Jily, Rated G

Two old flames reconnect, wondering if the other is happy.

This is me swallowing my pride by Kay-Elle-Cece

Complete (466), Harry’s God parents, Rated G

The appointment of Harry's Godfather was never up for discussion, but his Godmother? That took some convincing.

Keeping secrets just to keep you by Kay-Elle-Cee

Complete (453), Secret Relationship Jily, Rated T

James and Lily's friends have a bet, and the two of them are determined to win.

Silence and patience, pining in anticipation by Kay-Elle-Cee

Complete (1.2k), Post-Hogwarts Jily, Rated T

Lily’s been hung up on James for years; a tipsy conversation might be the push she needs to do something about it.

You kiss me in a way that’s gonna screw me up forever by Kay-Elle-Cee

Complete (1k), Pregnant Order!Jily, Rated T

When Lily and James got pregnant, they made a plan for how they'd participate in the Order going forward. Plans change.

Back to the Pavilion by @abihastastybeans

Complete (1.3k), Minerva McGonagall, Rated G

A day in the life of Minerva McGonagall. Written for the Ladies of HP Fest's Monthly Minis: 1st December 2023 - Minerva McGonagall!

The Naughty List by abihastastybeans

Complete (690), jily secret Santa, Rated T

Written for the December Jily Advent Calendar 2023!Prompt: A & B are colleagues and for the secret santa one of them gives the other something inappropriate as a gag gift

Added to the ever expanding TBR:

The Next Step by merlinsbudgiesmugglers

Complete (1.5k), post-canon Andromeda Tonks, Rated G

After the war Andromeda has been wholly focused on raising her grandson. But when he goes to Hogwarts, she finds she might need something more. Kingsley and Harry have an idea for what that could be.

Speak Now by @firefeufuego Complete (1.4k), Jily love declarations, Rated T

The fuse has been lit. Lily can almost hear the crackling hiss of it, feel the building burn of it in the air as Sirius takes the reins of the conversation, as drinks are bought and poured down newly dry throats, and eventually as last orders are called and the four of them are standing outside and saying farewell with kisses on cheeks. Sam and Sirius apparate away. Lily and James do not. They stand, eyes fixed firmly on each other, ready to ignite. ‘Not forever, you said?’ James asks, his voice deep and quiet in a way that’s never been hers to hear before now. Follow-up to the lovely kay-elle-cee's 'silence and patience, pining in anticipation'.

#charms read round up #week 4 #fic rec

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bigfan-fanfic · 1 year

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Pay My Price (Mage!Reader x Henry Mills)

Requested by anonymous for Once upon a time fic? Henry and his magic flirty bf being a chaotic duo causing lots of problems ( Henry wanting adventures which go wrong) his bf then helping him clean up his mess but also flirting with Henry every chance he gets like during fights he sees Henry kicking butt and his bf would whistle then say something flirty with a smirk and wink

"Hey, Mills! Nice butt."

"Wait, what? Aargh!" Henry yelps, having been distracted enough by your compliment to get thrown through the air by the troll.

You laugh and incinerate the beast with a fireball before leaping down to help Henry stand.

"You're a total jerk, you know that?"

"You love me." you wink at him, and he kisses you, arms wrapping around your waist.

You hadn't been particularly enthused by Henry's cockamamie idea to start up a new Knights of the Round Table to patrol the Enchanted Forest, but who better than you to be the new Merlin to his King Arthur? Henry had never been great at magic and you, meanwhile, were quickly growing in power as a mage.

You two had been traveling between worlds, using Henry's new abilities as the Author, trying to connect each Enchanted Forest to each other, and using Storybrooke as a nexus.

It had been... going. Not as great as Henry wished, but still progress was being made.

And the two of you had been progressing too. You had been Henry's boyfriend since the two of you were sixteen. Now you're twenty-three, and Henry has become tall, and even cuter than before.

And getting to see him in the tight breeches popular in the Enchanted Forest has been quite a treat.

Unfortunately, being a pair of attractive boyfriends away from home without supervision has made you both easily... distracted.

Magic has its price, and apparently that price has been both of your ability to focus on the task and not each other.

Henry loves watching you work spells and brew potions. Even more when it's something you get to use on him. In turn, his swordplay drives you to distraction, and he's learned that going shirtless always helps get a reaction, so he does it as much as he can.

Flirting in battle is also a must. Although it's quite dangerous, it's kinda thrilling that you two are so enamored with each other it can literally override your self-preservation instinct.

Henry also is endlessly creative, seemingly unaware that magic just helps make situations more unpredictable.

He tried to fend off some bandit ogres by having you create a fiery ring around the village... not accounting for the wind that blew your flames onto the village as well as the ogres.

Most of your time is spent cleaning up his well-meaning messes, and he's been getting better... mostly due to your instruction.

You playfully curse him after every mishap. Things like making his clothes all fit way too tightly on him (you got to see so much blushing skin that week), or causing his skin to get overly sensitive so he was constantly tickled, or making his hair change color whenever he spoke, which elicited the cutest pout and silent treatment.

But once he gets over his pride, he'll admit his mistakes to you and offer a kiss, ending his curse with True Love.

And then he'll tickle you and manhandle you for daring to curse him.

And somehow, this has made you both into a better team. There's a lot less messing up and a whole lot more awesome butt kicking.

Henry does make a powerful Knight of the Forest.

He still feels a need to prove himself, which keeps leading to mishaps, but you're sure a few more creative sexy curses will help him along.

It's good to have magic.

Especially if the price you pay is being with the sweetest and most handsome boyfriend in the Enchanted Forest.

#henry mills x reader #henry mills x male reader #ouat x male reader #ouat x reader #ouat headcanons #headcanons

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themousefromfantasyland · 11 months

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Proposition: Chivalric romances and fairy tales are set in the same universe, but told by different perspectives.

Chivalric romances, especially the Arthurian ones, focus sorely on knightly princes fighting epic battles, going into quests and rescuing damsels in peril.

Fairy Tales in general focus more on the exploits of those damsels in peril, along with some working class representation in the figure of lucky tricksters and helpless children.

In other words, Chivalric romances are mainly about Prince Charmings, while fairy tales are about everyone else.

The reason I started thinking about this was because of how much these types of stories share similar settings:

Humans, fae-like beings, dwarfs, cannibal giants (Ogres), and dragons being the main races.

Enchantress like Morgan Le Fay and the Lady of the Lake being suspiciously similar to the Fairies from the french fairy tales.

Christian entities being super present and somehow living relatively peacefully with other magical brings.

Heck, the oldest recorded version of the Sleeping Beauty type of story was in Perceforest, a Chivalric romance mea t to be a prequel to the King Arthur mythos.

Remember Perrault's version of the story, where after waking the Sleeping Beauty the prince has to go to war, leaving her and their children with his ogre mother?

Totally would be the type of story that chivalric romances would explore in bloody details

@ariel-seagull-wings @princesssarisa @adarkrainbow

#fairy tales #chivalric romance #medieval times #medieval literature

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headingalaxys-spicy · 1 year

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Hetalia Mating Season: Demon King England

Alright how this series is going to go is that I will be making these short stories and not do multiple parts. Because if I did that I’d never be able to get to the Golden Nightingale this year. I know I’ll do all the mains plus Spain. You can also just yell at me in the comments for others if I get a high enough interest in it. Anyways, here we go.

Also this series will be done in Gender Neutral…..until the spicy part because I do have to get specific. So I separate the Male! and Fem! version of what goes on. I want all who want to read to be included and actually have fun.

So yeah, that’s my bit here we go.

Also I'm keenly aware of my skill in making male x reader content is lacking in the emotional and physical payoff. I'm working on that.

***********************N$FW AHEAD YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED************************

“All love songs have a hypnotic lure in them, you just need to pick the one that will make them want to take the bait.”

Arthur was down in his lair studying the last 100 songs that you’d listened to in the last 90 days. You had tendencies to have certain songs play more than others. Now that he’s got enough intelligence to know which tune will catch you off guard. The spell that he’s crafted hijacks the temporal lobe that can override the rest of your brain signals. All he has to do is get the melody within range of your ears.

“A simple enough task, to get my mate here with me. This is exciting and so much fun!” He begins to giggle like a schoolgirl that’s just recently seen their crush from afar. His short choppy hair had a charming frizz. His light, matte skin was lit by the light of his wand. He’d been moisturizing it so that he could look more enticing to his human lover. He was neatly writing down the incantation for the amorous melody with a feather quill. He admired the neat writing that decorated the paper. It had taken him hours to perfect his spell. He practiced on a few gnomes, ogres, and fairies to see if he’s had success in being able to rewire their brains to become reactive to the music he played that suited their personalities. It was successful for the most part with a few minor hiccups. His spell would become faulty if there was another melody in the distance playing or if he himself is not entirely concentrated while he performs the spell it could be broken depending on the victim's concentration.

It would be hard for you or any other human that could hear the enchanting melody to resist. Especially if England himself utters the melody and doesn’t simply use his fae familiars.

Arthurs mind wanders off onto the day you met. There was a light downpour. It’s drops made light plops against his black umbrella. The way that you walked like a ballet dancer effortlessly dodging other pedestrians. This is where his initial attraction lay. You were so light on your feet that you were managing to escape from his vision. He knew he had to catch up. He knew he couldn’t let you escape. He flicked his umbrella into the air and disappeared behind it transforming himself into his demon form. He jumped on one of the nearby buildings so he could have a better view of where you’d run off it. You acted as if you were the white rabbit that was very late for an important date.

Once he saw that familiar red beanie that you kept a top of your messy locks it was easy for him to keep track of you. He went to lower buildings so he could keep you in his vantage point. Once you went inside that gift shop that was situated on King’s Road. He shifted to his incognito mode so he could observe from afar for a while. He watched as you apologized for the delay and that you’d be ready to open in 10 minutes. The small crowd that was at the shop had a compact but cute entrance. He saw how swiftly you zoomed around the shop turning on the lights and quickly sprucing the palace up two of the people who were in the crowd were your associates.

The fairy lights and lamps lit up your fantastic brick-and-stone shop. All the cute knick nacks of union jack adorned goods, unique wood carvings shaped like men, monsters, and other dimensional beings. Streamers of luminescent pastel lights give the place more of a magical forest-like feel.

“Alright everyone! Thank you for your patience [Last Name] Timeless Gifts is open!”

Some of the crowd began to clap in excitement. Your store was extremely popular on Instagram and a few other platforms. It was one of the new reasons the latest flux of tourists came to London. They wanted to get some of the latest charming gifts that were from around the world and from all of the artists in the U.K. The queue drained into the store eager to get pictures and gifts.

Arthur shifted his shape to look less attractive; he didn't need attention. He’d need stealth. He wandered over to the famous little gift store. He loved the way that your energy was always on high when you spoke to your customers. You were evicted about the thing you go to do every day. You were in the middle of showcasing some of the crafts you’d made. You were beaming with pride at the results you were able to make for your efforts. Your energy was different from most humans that he’d ever encountered. The energy that floated off of you was like small sunbeams that were meant to heal any soul that was overcast with dark rain clouds.

He was eager to know more about you from that day forward. He summoned seven faries to keep watch over you and all of your daily activities. They were to have a nightly session to discuss any new developments. After a few months of surveillance and his occasional visits in his modified form he decided that it was finally time to approach you and use his intelligence to woo you. He had to calm himself beforehand his heart was racing like it was trying to make it’s way to the ball. How exciting that he can finally put his devious plan into action.

He will come in about a half hour before closing for ‘bridge’ time. He will take a gander at the sizable book collection that sat in the center of your store. It had more of the gag book gifts that one would give as a fun last minute stalking stuffer, or for a bachelor(ette), or for a light hearted office prank. Regardless it was a great way for him to think of a way to spark up a conversation with you. Since he knew that humor was one of your forte. You really knew how to illuminate a room with your charming charisma. It was one of the many things that he fell in love with in the months of observing you.

“Excuse me Y/N I love the ambiance that you have brewing here. Is that Earl Gray that is brewing for the scared hour?” He has a charming smile that graces his face and his emerald eyes sparkle with excitement but you could tell they were holding back some other emotions. But you paid it no mind after all. All of your customers who came in had different stories and opinions to offer all of which brought in new life to your store.

“Of course, up in the atrium I believe we have room for one more to join us for afternoon tea. Care to join for a small fee of £10.”

“Sign me up it sounds like a jolly good time.” Not even holding back the gigantic smile that now adorned his face. It was like he was living in a daydream. Through the course of tea time he sat right next to you and stole all of your attention from your other guests who only maybe got in a question or two about how long you’d had the shop or how you got into your craft. Arthur was always able to smoothly interject in something that he knew would pique your interest.

“Oh yes I remember that bakery that is just out of the way on Piccadilly Circus. It has the Sticky Toffee Pudding that is to die for. If you haven’t tired then maybe we can go sometime.” He made mental notes of where he’d ask you out on a date. He had plans A-J worked out in his head and he was ready to deploy his tactics. He took winning you over as seriously as he did when he wanted to conquer more lands within the underworld.

You give him a smile that touches his cold heart and ignites it with a match. When your response was:

“Sounds like fun maybe one a day when running this gift shop isn’t so crazy.” You give a thoughtful gaze to your planner that you had in front of you next to your delicate pale yellow tea cup. “Would next Thursday at three O’ Clock work for you?”

The match had been thrown into the nest of hay twigs and firewood that was nestled in the pit of Arthur’s heart. The tiny flickers of fire spread through the brush to create the flames of desire for you. The way that you spoke, the way that you wrote, and the air of summer that surrounded you constantly even in the depths of winter made him realize that you were the perfect one for him to claim as his mate.

“Sounds like a date.” You giggle and take a long swig of your tea, you had to attend to some of your other customers you requested your attention. You quickly jot down your number and give it to him. And as soon as you left to greet other customers, you for some reason felt a slender tail of sorts wrap around your lower leg. The feeling didn’t linger for long and you assumed it was your imagination after all. You had been up for 48 hours straight since the holiday season that started next month in November was about to begin . You were already beginning to become back up with national and international orders. You were bound to make big profits all around. Soon you’d be able to own your own home and start some of those other dreams you had in mind.

Arthur however was still not satisfied. He wanted to have your undifivied attention and be able to drive himself into you in peace. He wanted to capture his sunshine and hide you away for your attention was too pure for others anyway. He gritted his teeth and sucked in a breath.

“At least they said yes.”

“Alright you two, I'll check in with you tomorrow at 11am. Make sure you lock up properly and put the new inventory away.” You bid your small team good-bye for the day. You were eager to get to your date. The posh British man had an electrifying energy that drew you in like a moth to an open flame amidst the blackness of the midnight sky. One where there were there were no stars or moon to act as guides. You’d be susceptible to his trap.

“Hello, love. You look great!” He grabs your hand and places a gentle kiss on your bare hand. The kiss sends lighting bolts up your veins. It was like getting hit with 500 mg of caffeine at once. You were awake now and he had your undivided attention.

“Thank you. You as well.” Red appeared on your cheeks like bright fairy dust.

‘The face fitting for a demon royal. I just want to get in with it. It’s getting hard holding back my urges.’

“Let’s go and get ready for tea time at the Bluebell Pastry Palace. The scones should be getting ready to come out of the cobblestone oven and their tea has been shipped from Japan and India. The best chai and the best matcha too. It will be quite good time.” Not even attempting to hide his happiness. He can’t help but be charmed by you. Every lingering glance you gave him and gazed into his eyes added extra logs to the burning fire in his heart. You reach for his hand and your hands interlock. You wandered through the somewhat crowded streets. The union jack was laced throughout the streets while there was a light breeze with tufts of fog that whipped through your hair. You felt like you were entering into a hazy dream of sorts heavy with meaning. You felt like there were sparkles of red that hit your body. Was that a faint melody that you could hear? Familiar was how it felt, but it also held a great deal of mystery to it.

“Hey Y/N are you alright were here! You look as though you may have seen a troll or a fairy just wander just out of your view.” He teases with a toothy smile that makes your heart jump a little.

“Yeah, I’m all fine. I get lost amidst my thoughts on occasion.”

Once you were seated at a window table that was adorned with red roses, pastel pink tulips, ruby carnations, purple orchids, and vermilion peonies. The scene laid out before you looked like a fancy fairytale daydream. The greenery that surrounded the elegant flowers curled out like long strands of silky streamers that were sewn by a fairy godmother prepping for a ball. You felt like every moment that you spent with Arthur felt like you were being pulled deeper into a lucid dream one which you did not want to be awakened from.

When I saw you over there I wasn’t sure

Now I’m feeling something I haven’t before

Your (eye color) float back over to his forest green eyes. They put you in the center of his pupils that were like microportals.

“Your thoughts wander to where Y/N?” Did his voice sound a little more hypnotic and enticing?

“Toooo….” Your mind really couldn’t think of an answer.

Look at us so distant now skin to skin

Your concentration was disappearing and all you wanted to do was concsntrate on the song that was faintly playing in your ears. It sounded fun, it sounded lively, it was surreal. Arthur hadn’t let go of your hands since the two of you had wandered in from the misty London streets. That magical lighting shock that you first felt when first encountered him. There was something more to him that you couldn’t really pin down.

If you keep this up I’ll let you in.

You vision began to fade in and out. The spell that Arthur had perfected was beginning to take effect on you. Its talons had made its way into your mind. It felt like being a mix of high and drunk at the sametime with the melody of the song becoming clearer in your mind. You body felt fully relaxed. You were fine. You looked into Arthur’s pools of verdant green, becoming you to take a dive and take a swim.

Yeah you, almost make me fall in love

Yeah yooooooou, got me hypnotized under your spell.

Arthur’s grin was much larger than that of the Cheshire cats by now. He was beginning to break out in a cold sweat of sorts. He wasn’t going to be able to hold back for much longer.

Your eyes are glazing over with smoky clouds of confusion and being in a heavy daze. No doubt the song had hooked you in and was dragging you out to the wider seas. Where there would be nothing to stand between you and him. You’d been met with the Leviathan of the seven seas, who sprung up from hell during the first mating call of spring.

“What sort of tea will you be ordering, love? I’m going to stick with my usual at this time: Earl Grey.”

For a moment you seemed to snap out of the trance you’d been under but you still felt the weight of something baring down on your soul. You were in the middle of the sea. Where the waves still rocked your tiny boat of consciousness recklessly. You pick [insert choice] along with your favorite dessert of the moment, Madeira Cake, which had been sweetened with sweet white wine and had hints of lavender. It seemed to be the tastiest treat.

Arthur’s hands had made themselves once again interlocked with yours once you gave your order to the waitress.

“I’ll be right back dears, with the tea!” She said cheerfully as she went on her way.

“A lavender cake of sorts that’s not a bad idea Y/N so. Tell me more about you and what brought you to London and about how you established your store.” He looked at you intently with a glint that had appeared in his eyes. Was… was that a look of hunger? You quietly mused to yourself.

‘It’s a first date. I’m overthinking this.’ You give him a girn and tell him about the origins of your store.

“Yes, I’d always wanted to not work myself to death at a boring office job and I loved to learn about new crafts like miniature wood works and making small musical boxes. There's just something so spectacular about being able to craft a miniature world to tell a story.” You yawn for some reason.

When I get you closer to my body.

Wanna feel your hands all over me!

For a moment you thought all that existed was just you and Arthur and his gloved hands that had a strong hold on yours. Your lips had just turned upwards. You were in a state of ignorant bliss. It felt like there was a thin tail that had made its way around your lower calf. You paid no real mind to it though because whatever Arthur was going on about you were into it right?

Gotta make ‘em jealous everybody

Cause you know we got it

Chemistry!

“Here are your tea, dears! Enjoy. I’ll be back in a few with the fresh scones and cake!” The cheerful waitress only momentarily disrupts the daze you were in. You didn’t care though; your mind was on another planet, relaxed by the floral scent of the tea and from the windowsill. You also began to see small orbs of light form around Arthur’s blemish-free face illuminating it like Christmas lights decorating a tree. The orbs all lingered around his ear and you were unaware that he was trying to ask you something until you hear his voice say your name like it was disembodied.

“Y/N , love, aren't you going to try your tea? You wouldn’t want it to get cold.” He flashes a toothy grin right before he takes a sip of his own cup. He shifts a little in his seat, it was becoming troublesome to keep his hardened cock at bay.

‘Just a minute or two more and I’ll be okay.’

You agree and momentarily stare at the cherry red porcelain cup that had apples adorn the face of it with a matching red saucer. You saw a pink orb linger on your cup for a few seconds before it playfully wandered away. The smell of lavender wafted off your selected tea, you found it somewhat odd and thought the aroma from the cake just had you mistaken. You simply smiled and let your eyes wander off to a bright pastel corner of the store where the orbs were no longer in your vision. But your awareness was decreasing rapidly. The only thing you were aware of was…

‘Did Arthur always have sharp teeth like that?’ Before the next thing you knew the feeling of the tail became much more real than ever before. The flowers and sunshine had vanished from your vision only to be engulfed by the blackness of hell and the song that played in your head was on full attack now. You could hear it ringing in your ears after new earbuds had been placed there.

The sensation of the tail playing with your nether regions. It felt good and that was all that mattered to you at that moment. Your mind has been muddled with a plethora of different concoctions to keep you calm. It wasn’t long before you didn’t really remember what happened on the rest of your date, but the next thing you were aware of is that you were on a soft duvet with missing shoes.

[Male Ending]

His tail wrapped around your clothed member tightly. You let out a gentle moan in surprise.

“Y/N, this won’t hurt too much, but you will need to behave for your King. Understand love?”

“Haaa okay, but like where is my tea and like where are we?”

Arthur’s smirk perks up and he allows his tail to pick up speed and cause greater friction on the fabric and your dick. You bite down on your lip and let out a pleasure groan. Your body simply falls back onto the bed and you try to make sense of where you are but couldn’t.

“We can also get some for the aftercare Y/N but for now let's have some fun~” He appears from his walk-in closet from the other side of the room. He decked out in his black lingerie . Most of his tall slender form is in place except for his protruding penis that stood straight out from his body.

He could only hear you giggle.

“What’s funny my love?”

“Heh. Everything.”

“Is that so?” He uses his large wings to glide right next to you lying limp on the bed. He ceased his movements on your member for now as he took a few more moments with the aid of the dimly lit fireplace. He grabbed the jacket off of you and ripped off your button-down shirt. The same went for your pants, leaving only your boxers and socks untouched.

“Yeah, it feels. Nice.” A blush has made it’s way to your face. ‘Wait, what’s going on am I having some sort of lucid dreaming right now….?’

“Oh I know.” He grabs your cock tightly. “But this is about to feel even better.” Arthur licked his lips. You could feel claws now, but it still did not trigger panic within your consciousness at all. Still docile, but growing heat was beginning to bud towards the place that he was massaging, and it won’t be long before it also disappeared from your body. Arthur finally planted a kiss on your lips with a bit of force that knocked you back onto the dark duvet. His tail pulled one of your legs to the side so he could straddle you properly.

In your vision, it felt like rose thorns forced your legs apart as more pressure to your third head continued to build. You felt as though your body had hit clear day clouds. You felt light touches of fairy wings grace your jawline for a few moments. A bite, however, snapped you from your daydream to bring you back to the present, where Arthur had bitten you. He left a gash from his sharp teeth. While you hear some incantation of sorts mixed in with him stating your name as if it was….

A searing pain filled to the brim with desire hit you like a boulder that had fallen from the highest mountaintop. You could only let out a confused shriek unaware of if you should be turned on or terrified. The heat continued to swell in your member until Arther wrapped his mouth around your cock, licking up your pre-cum. His head bobbed up and down steadily so that you could become more acclimated to beginning in the underworld and not nearly as spaced out on his potion. The rubbing of his slender but tough hands massaged your calves and the backs of your thighs while his tongue managed to stroke the base of your member. You knew you were reaching your edge.

“Ahhhh ~”

Arthur slides his agile tongue along the underside of your cock once more before his mouth releases your dick with an audible *pop*. Seconds before you were about to climax. He swiftly grabs your penis and places his thumb over the tip, with the command:

“Shout my name.”

“Augh. What?” Just not getting knocked out of your high.

“Shout my name, King Arthur ruler of Pride!”

“kinG Ar… KING Arthur!” You shouted at the top of your lungs as you were finally allowed to climax.

“Heh, that’s a good boy~” Now heres for the hard part. He spreads your legs wide and gives you no time to react to him shoving all of himself into you. Your mind was still blank and ravaged from releasing from Arthur’s harsh grip. All you could do was groan in pain. Your whole body is tense and grasp for the sheets for they were the only things that could stablize your reeling mind. All you could do was rock your hips along with his. The rhythm of Arthur’s cock moved your whole body like a punk song; fast tempo and distorted shifts with your legs in midair.

“Ugh. nnnn.” Sleep paralysis like grip was all over your body. The only control you has was the use of your hands. Arthur playfully dragged his tongue along your ear and gripped your hair. The King was beginning to edge towards a climax.

“Just a little more and you’ll be able to rest your head.” He puurs in your ear as he continues his rampage on your nether region. Arthur finally releases himself and rides out his orgasm.

[The Aftercare part is at the bottom after the Fem Ending]

[Fem! Ending]

You still felt the presence of his tail on you. His now glowing ember orbs were the only things your eyes were able to see. Everything else was lost in a sea of red, orange, or black. Your mind was still adjusting to the new reality without being blindsided by Arthur’s original incantation that lulled you to him. When you felt it slithers closer to your entrance. Your body shifts away about an inch or two, but you did not manage to get far.

“Oh, my dear that’s really cute. You can’t escape. It’s far too late.” A British voice calls from the warm black mass that called towards you.

You grunt in response. Wondering where your voice had gone. It must have been pilfered by Satan's spawn that was resting himself on top of you.

“Looks like my spell really did hinder you more than intended. Oh well, the first night will be easy… I just have to make my claim on you.” You felt a gentle kiss on your cheek. You whimper in response and not much else. You were still unsure about the reality that you were in were you having a lucid dream or was this some kind of nightmare. “I’ll make you feel okay Y/N, poppet.” You felt your clothes burn away leaving you with no other barrier to protect you from his hungry claws. He kisses you on your lips intently and wraps his tail fully around your waist. He’s waited for too long to have you.

“Nnnn. nnnnn.” You try to move your arms a bit, but they feel just like when you’re trying to wake up from Sleep Paralysis except no matter how hard you moved none of your limbs would listen. You could feel the breath of Arthur’s cruel laugh as he made his way into the crook of your neck.

“That won’t help. It’s best if you relax, poppet.” Seconds before he bites your right shoulder harshly and creates numerous hickeys all along your collarbone. Your breathing stayed heavy, and you simply let tears roll down your eyes.

‘Holy shit this is actually real this is actually happening.’

A few minutes into the hickey session Arthur’s dick is poised at your entrance. He’s posied in full demon form in the nude. It was as if he was trying to showcase himself at a stallion show. He scoops you up and brings your legs to the edge of the bed and places them over his shoulders. Arthur bits his lip in excitement and anticipation. His tail wrapped around your tender flesh tighter. You knew by how much pressure was on your abdomen that you’d definitely have marks in the morning. He slams himself in, taking no regard for the pained yelp that left your lips. Your hips had to accommodate the sudden change quickly.

“nnnAh!nnn.” You were trying to resist.

Arthur no longer responded to any of your reactions. He was concentrated on continuing his bloodline here in hell. You could feel his nails being to leave long scratches on you. They began to draw small trails of blood; your first markings as the new Queen of Pride. The bed began to squeak loudly against your eardrums as Arthur moved his chiseled abs closer to your stomach closing the distance between the two of you. The lust that was thick in the air was making it harder for you to breathe and get a grip on the new reality you’d been thrown into. You clutched the sheets for it was the only thing you had to safety in that moment.

Arthur went in deeper and pinned you closer to the bed. Confident that his cock was capable of keeping you in place. A dozen kisses were all across your chest. His hands interconnected with yours. It felt like fireflies had now nested in those places and began to fly out from your chest. You felt your heart felt it speeding up while trying to calm down.

‘No, NO!’

The bed was beginning shift from the sheer force coming from his hips. His head moved up once more to place one more hickey on your throat. He was savoring the moment. He was seconds away from the edge. His cock was ready to burst. His hands pratically make new gashes in your skin as he put his all into his final thrust. His lava like seed filling you to the brim until the sheets were soaked.

“Y/N!!!!” He’d reached heaven practically. It took him five minutes or so to ride out his orgasm while you were still and your body did not react. It only felt the copious amount of fluids that were all over and sticky.

[This is where the Endings Converge]

“Ahh!” You let out a log elongated moan, your head was spinning and you felt disconnected to your body. You could no longer feel your lower half. It felt like it had disappeared.

“Good job poppet.” He gently kisses you forehead not minding the sweat that rolled down your face as if you’d just hopped out of a hot shower. He loosened his tail and transformed into a lesser form that only showed his horns and his verdant green emeralds were back and shining brightly. They felt magical and warm like the orbs you’d seen back at the restaurant.

“Let’s get you all cleaned up.” He lifts your body from the bed and takes you to the ornate bathroom that had ornate golden thorns in fields of blood red and velvet black Fritillaria painted on the walls. Pure warm water had been drawn into the dark jade green tub that had been crafted from marbel. “This may sting a bit, poppet. I did leave a lot of marking all over your legs. I’ll make sure to clean and bandage them.” You get low to the water until the immersive warm soapy bath englufs your soul. Arthur clings to you and holds you from behind.

“Y/N?” Voice low and gruff it gripped your ears and your attention.

“Yes…?” Not knowing what to expect but not wanting to make him upset.

“Welcome to the Kingdom of Pride. I’ve chosen you as my new mate and my bride. But the first few nights will be rough for you because I will be filled with almost nothing but sex and I’m not going to be gentle.”

You were shocked by that statement and you were still trying to come out of your spiked tea and the musical haze that he’d put you in. The consequences of which were just now were beginning to show because it felt like there was a jackhammer bagging at the side of your head. You wince in pain and lower your head. Arthur notices that your muscled tensed and moved toward your head.

“Are you okay poppet?”

“My head it feels like someone slammed it to the ground.”

“It’s alright my love. I have a healing spell for that.” He kisses the back of your hand and you could feel his tail brush past your legs again. “I know it’s all a lot but it will be fine. Being a Queen will be easy.”

Arthur will summon his spellbook and find the right incantation. He will fix you right up. He’ll let you rest for the night but you will have a rought morning since it’s the first thing that is on his mind once he become conscious again. This begins your new life as the new (Queen or King) of Pride.

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