Ruthless, ambitious, and with a mind for expansion, it’s no wonder he always finds himself in positions of political power. But like all men, he has desires of the flesh, the longing for real connection. He comes onto you as an ordinary man, and you love him as one.
What you don’t know, is that he’s the king. When you learn the truth, you pull away fearing for your own safety. But he holds onto you all the tighter. With the nation obeying his every whim and every pair of eyes and ears working for him, he’s impossible to escape.
Wordcount: 3, 692
Rating: R18+ for sex and violence
The headcanons are on my Patreon for early access ❤️
It’s the totally not super late final day of pegoryu week 🥳
Hey. Hey look at me. Don’t look at the date stamp it’s fine, I definitely hustled to get this out on time. Don’t think about it too much.
Aaaaaanyways, lo and behold, I actually used the free day to take a little sneaky-peak into my ever-elusive emo au, inspired because Al my friend @agalnamedlunasea wanted to draw boys in outfits about it (go check out their post about it I’m not kidding it’s so good) so I concocted myself a little snippet that is essentially non canon to the stupidly long timeline I have in my head bc I think they should get to make out without derailing alla that ✌️😇
So there you have it, the final instalment of pegoryu week, and a real labour of love, so please enjoy what I have to give as much as I enjoyed writing it 🙏
He had been alone for so long, not knowing where he was or what he was or any of the why, yet all agony and questioning left his mind in favor of greeting the other creature.
The pose is taken from David James Armsby’s short film “A More Ancient Spring” from his Dinosauria series, which, fun fact, is what inspired me to create Asker and Embla in the first place
Synopsis: Mathias is set on sailing to a better home before the baby is born, a place with eternal Spring where his child will not know the cold of Winter. After a month adrift at sea, he finds the land of his dreams and a discovers a new continent. The North Americas. There, he meets a village of natives who have already claimed it, and eventually, the sagamaw’s son, Allen. You develop a close friendship with him, but Mathias tells him to stay away for his own good. They’re two worlds apart and equally as different, and end up challenging each other on every aspect in life. So as enlightening as it has been for both sides, there’s a reason why they’re separated by an ocean, and Mathias stays true to his path to being the King of Danes.
Word count: 8, 791
Rating: M for slight NSFW
“Arrows that blot out the sun. Seas of soldiers. That is real. War is real. You need to move forward, in our direction.”
🎃 The story is on my Patreon in the bolognaise tier
🎃 Or $5 on Ko-Fi
Because this story is not a part of the main trilogy, I’m not publishing it here, but it’s available as a spin-off.
I wanted to say a big thank you to my patrons for their patience and ongoing support. It means the world to me, truly. To know there are people out there who really enjoy my work and keep showing that helps me tremendously. Especially Tullah, who stuck around even after such a long period of inactivity. Thank you so much for keeping this spark alive. I hope you know how important you are to my inspiration and motivation. You were the one who suggested this story a few years ago, after all. I will also be eternally grateful to any new members on my Patreon, or new supporters on my Ko-Fi. Your generosity will not go unnoticed.