#kingdom imagines | Explore Tumblr Posts and Blogs

chanis-banani · 1 year

Text

king of cherry blossoms

So I've been thinking about cute scenarios to kick off this short fluff campaign. And since spring is here, what would be cuter than having a cherry blossom picnic with the king himself? :)

genre: cute, lighthearted fluff

word count: ±600

"I think that would be a nice spot," you said to Mujin while pointing to one of the cherry trees ahead of you. It was a lovely day with a perfectly blue sky and an ideal temperature. Needless to say, almost everyone in town decided to go outside to enjoy the weather and thus the park was rather crowded. But luckily, you had spotted a beautiful little open space right beneath one of the many cherry trees. Mujin let out an excited squeal. "Yes! It's perfect! Come on, quickly! Let's go before somebody else sits there!" He immediately started running, clumsily carrying the big basket of food with him. "Hey, wait for me!" you yelled at him and you quickly followed him with the picnic blanket in your arms.

A large part of the grass beneath the tree was already covered in little blossom leaves, creating a beautiful sea of green and pastel pink. After you laid out the blanket, you helped Mujin set up the picnic. Since the two of you had decided to make it a French-themed picnic, you had mostly brought different kinds of fruits and cheeses, along with a big baguette and some cherry jam.

"Here, you should try this," you said while tearing a piece from the baguette and spreading some of the jam on it. Mujin wanted to take it from you, but you nodded your head with a big grin. "Just open your mouth and say aaa." With a little pout on his lips, he reluctantly opened his mouth so you could feed it to him. Once he tasted the delicious jam, he quickly began to smile again. "Wait wait, now you say aaa as well," he said excitedly with his mouth still full. He took one of the strawberries and brought it to your mouth, but just when you wanted to bite down on it, he quickly ate it instead. "Ppfffff, you're so childish," you murmured, but he just continued to laugh happily.

"Okay okay, for real this time," he grinned and he took another strawberry. Of course you didn't believe him anymore and this time you made sure to keep your mouth closed. Mujin pressed the strawberry firmly against your lips and gave you that puppy-eye look, insisting that you should take the it. Eventually you gave in and he smirked happily while he fed the strawberry to you. As you bit down on it, a drop of juice rolled down the corner of your mouth. Mujin gently grabbed your chin and he used his thumb to wipe the juice from your lip, causing your cheeks to flush. The nervous look on your face made him giggle. "Oh? Are you embarrassed?" he mocked. "I am not!" you sputtered and you quickly pushed his hand away from your face.

He laughed at you and pressed a quick kiss on your cheek, which still felt hot from embarrassment. When he pulled away, you noticed that he had a piece of cherry blossom stuck in his hair. "Wait, hold still," you said and you cupped his face in your hands. The clueless look on his face made him look absolutely adorable with the pink little flower in his hair. "What is it?" he asked cutely while you plucked the blossom from his head and showed it to him, making his eyes grow big.

"You really are the king of cherry blossoms," you grinned. He took the flower from you, examining it more closely. Suddenly a huge smirk appeared on his face and he turned to you again. He gently put the flower in your hair, still with a massive smirk on his lips and said: "Then you can be my little jester."

♡ ♡ ♡

32 notes · View notes

kyungjuner · 8 months

Note

making out w dom!dann but its all v messy and there's sm drool and ur both desperate and needy and

ANON DELETE THIS WHAT AB MY MENTAL HEALTH.

making out with dann oh. oh.

fully convinced dann is the meanest in kingdom all the shit he puts up with he takes out on you at night 😞 the second he walks through the door after a day with kdm he comes home and before you can even greet him he corners you into a wall and looks down at you with such lust in his eyes… connecting your lips like it was destiny </3 he would hold you by the waist so close, he just wants to be close to you and shove his tongue down ur throat!! when he pulls away to take a breath you find yourself chasing after his lips, he laughs a bit but gives you want you want because after all, you’re his.

#kyungjuner writes #dann #kingdom #kingdom smut #kingdom dann #kingdom imagines #i love that man

19 notes · View notes

choerrysjubiles · 1 year

Text

Love in Moscow

King Ivan x reader

Warnings: written with the intention of gn reader but one detail slipped and mentioned afab :(, mentions of animal hide (only once!), mentions of food

word count: 2.4k

Author’s note: inspired by one's songs 'Moscow Moscow' and 'we must love' but there's no correlation in the lyrics, just vibes.

The Kingdom of Snow was cold. That was obvious, if a place snows it's cold. But no one told how cold the Kingdom of Snow was. It’s easy to dismiss miles upon miles of ice and constant snow as cold but to travel through it and feel how cold this tundra was is a completely different thing.

Because of the weather, carriages are hard to come across. The harsh winds can blow everything you carry away, the ice can wither down the wood easily, the long stretches of land between cities can leave you to succumb to the elements. To travel in this kingdom was for the wealthier: to own a carriage with steel wheels, to bulk up your horses for the long and cold journey, to supply a large stock of resources during the long voyage through the cold.

Once you pass the cold meadows you then travel into the forests. This part seems easier. Instead of harsh snowy winds, you saw tall fir and pine trees. Here you could warm better from the insulation from the thick woods surrounding you. You saw glimpses of wildlife, foxes and snow rabbits, when peering out of the carriages windows. Seeing the vast landscapes of this kingdom reminds you of your role to play. Your role in your new marriage.

After the passing of his father, Prince Ivan was crowned the new king. There was little interaction with the public during that time, you could only guess that there was talk of coronation, betrothal, new positions in government.

And here you are, a noble daughter from the outer parts of the Rain Kingdom, traveling north. A long journey from where you’ve spent all of your life. Where you were from had some bad winters but it's nothing compared to this. And you're not even there yet. You’ve been traveling for almost a week, a few days trip taking so long because of the harsh snow. You’re not mad, it’s just very shocking to see places so vastly different, and especially cold. You're so deep into thought about the weight of everything you jump a little when your lady in waiting talks.

"Are you nervous?"

You take a second to collect yourself, trying to remember what your friend, Rosalie, just asked.

"U-umm," Your face flushed, "Maybe." You couldn’t help but laugh. "I'm not scared-nervous, but I'm kind of nervous?"

"That doesn't make sense Y/N."

Hushing her, you said "Maaaybee, but it's not like sweating-nervous but a hmm-what-should-i-expect-nervous" you tapped your chin to animate your thought.

You both start laughing. This moment helped you, you’ve been so caught up in what could happen you’re finally able to take a breath and live in the now.

Rosalie starts grabbing at something she kept in her pocket.

“Now,” She brings out a little portrait of someone and holds it by the side of your face, “I do dare say you two would make a handsome couple.”

Your face burns hot, “You did not take that.”

“And who to say I did? Maybe a certain princess, soon-to-be queen, may have.”

You grab the portrait laughing, “Where did you find this?”

The portrait came in the mail with a package of animal pelts, fashioned into cloaks and jackets, alongside a paper talking over a betrothal arrangement. A huge opportunity, especially from a lower noble of a foreign kingdom. Your parents talked it over with the court of the Rain Kingdom and it was decided to set the betrothal for the two of you. Later on, your kingdom’s court painter did your portrait to send over to the Snow Kingdom’s court.

You remember showing your friends at court, though your mother told you not to, this portrait of Prince Ivan. So much fun, picking out clothing for your portrait, them analyzing his face to guess his personality. Though it was only a few weeks ago, so many fun memories arose from this portrait.

When you awoke the coach announced that they would be arriving soon. That soon was apparently in an hour. You quickly woke up Rosalie and Jane telling them the news. Oh my god, you’re going to be meeting your husband. Your heart rate is going through the roof. Will he like you? Do you look good enough to meet the court? Who’s at the court? Will someone make enemies with you? A million things are going through your mind.

“Hey, Y/N! Stop making that face, it’s fine.” Says Jane.

“How do you know?”

“Because he’s probably doing the same thing, running around his palace acting a fool. He’s probably changed his clothes three times to make sure he looks good for you.” She’s rubbing your back in circular motions.

“Yeah, yeah. H-he was the one who sent his portrait, not me.” You rationalize.

“Exactly,” chimed Rosalie, “You must remain calm and collected to out-cool him.”

You laugh, “Yeah, out cool him. I’m new, I’m cool.

Before you know it, you’re already in the city.

Jane claps her hands together saying “Okay, we’re almost there! Let’s get you to your best presentability.”

You rake your fingers through your hair, brushing and smoothing it out, your friends smooth out your clothes. When you arrive at the gates of the court you only peak through the little bit you can see from the closed curtain. From what little you do see, you saw ornate brick and a huge palace with details of gold and beautiful shrubs. It was classy without showing off. A perfect balance between simple yet intricate.

The carriage stopped in front of a tall staircase leading up to the palace, giving a beautiful view of the building. Everyone got out and the luggage was taken to various apartments. With very step you looked everywhere, from the floor to the light shining on the palace, the height of the palace to the gardens in the background, this was such a beautiful place. Your breath was taken even more when you entered the palace. Warm wood flooring with gold embellishments everywhere. Walls were adorned with a cerulean blue wallpaper, perfectly accenting the gold furniture.

You were shown to the apartment where you would be staying. It was very spacious, having the size of two rooms, it looked like they removed a large door to open up this front room to the back room. The front part of the room was adorned with a mini piano, some chairs,a couch, a table, and a bookshelf. While the back half of the room, beyond the arch, was the bedroom. Here was a bed, a wardrobe, a vanity, a privacy screen beside the wardrobe, a writing desk, a small fireplace, another bookshelf, and a set of nightstands.

You were dazzled by the details in every furniture piece, the deep brown colors contrasting the gold hardware. The wallpaper in your room was a soft gray blue, there were some picture frames on the walls, some of the women who were nobles here.

A chambermaid walks in with your trunk and curtsey at you, “Hello, ma’am, I’m Ivanna. I’ll be your servant.”

You curtsey back at her, “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Ivanna.”

Turning towards a certain painting, “Could you tell me who she is?”

“That’s the King’s mother, ma’am.”

“Oh, thank you.” You walk towards the trunk she carried in and started going through it. You see her leave the room, probably to grab at the rest of them. As you lay out the contents you start putting things away in their respective area.

When Ivanna reappears she tells you that this is your clothing trunk.

“Ah, thank you. I’ll put these up immediately.”

“Ah, ma’am, should I help you get ready for dinner tonight? It may start in two hours.”

“I don’t want to hassle you, you’re doing enough for me already.”

You walk over to the vanity, by the window, and start fixing your hair. You smooth it out and style it accordingly. When done, you walk over to your trunk and look through the clothing to pick out your dinner clothes.

“Could you help me, Ivanna?” You flushed a little, “I don’t want to wear the wrong thing on the first dinner here.”

She walks over and looks at the clothes laid out. Scanning over them, she picks out the light blue outfit. “This one.”

“Thank you!” You grab it and take it to the other side of the wardrobe screen. It was a gray tone baby blue cotton outfit, adorned with white flowers along the seam lines and neckline. After dressing you paired it with some silver and clear crystal jewelry. You walk towards the bed seeing a small oval picture frame next to some books, examining it you realize it’s the portrait of Prince Ivan. Blushing you grab it and store it away into one of the nightstands.

You hear a light knock on your door, turning around, you see your mother walk into the room. She smiles at you, “You look so well.”

“Thank you, mother.” You smile at her.

“The dinner will start soon,” She locks her arms with yours, “I’ll miss you.”

“We still have time together, mother, we still have today and tomorrow morning.”

“We do, I’m just stuck in my head.” She chuckles.

The two of you walk down the hallways to find the rest of the party. The servants escort everyone to the dining hall, during the walk down you notice how different everything looks in candlelight. Before the palace had a yellow softness from the sunlight and now everything has an orange tinge to it. Not bad but it’s very different, almost feels like a whole new palace.

When you arrive at the dining hall King Ivan, his mother, and someone new was there to greet you. Everyone did their curtsey to the new king and found their place at the dinner table. King Ivan looked quite similar to the portrait given to you, but the painting couldn’t show how tall he was going to be. He’s almost towering over people, had he not brought his, even taller, friend, Ivan would be the tallest in the room.

Before everyone was finished exchanging names, Ivan made his way over to you. “Thank you for making tonight, or, um. Thank you for agreeing to this arrangement.”

You try to stay collected when answering, hearing his fumble over his words calms your nerves.

“Of course, thank you for the invitation and everything.”

He smiles at you, “How was the trip up here, other than cold, of course.”

“It was fun, the countryside is very beautiful.”

“That’s a relief, most can’t stand the solitude of the countryside.” He laughs.

“Do you prefer the city or the countryside?” You ask.

“O-oh, um, both are good. I like the city, but I think I like the countryside more. There is when I don’t have to worry, you know? I can be me, not king or prince. U-um what about you?” Ivan asks.

“I also like the countryside. I do agree with you on the, hmm, liking to take a break to the countryside. The city is nice but everyone deserves a break, every now and then.” You explain.

You can see the sigh of relief Ivan let out. As soon as he thought of something to say everyone was ushered to sit at their spots.

The table was made of three long tables pushed together creating a squarish ‘U’ shape, with King Ivan and yourself at the front alongside your parents and his side had his mother and his friend. The longer sides were filled with his court guests and your party.

“This palace is very beautiful.” You compliment him.

“Thank you, it’s a relief to hear how much you enjoy this kingdom. I was worried you’d hate everything.”

The servants come out and put down many dishes at every table. Roasted chicken, a stew, steamed fish, and two desserts, a cake dessert as well as a chocolate dessert. They served glasses of orange water as well as wine.

Before everyone started eating, Ivan rose to give a toast.

“Thank you, everyone, for coming here. I appreciate those from the Rain Kingdom for making the journey to us, I do hope we treat you hospitably. May this union be happy and fruitful.”

As he sat down your mother caressed your hand, turning to face her, you see her smiling face.

“He’s very promising.”

You laugh, “He is."

When everyone finished eating and conversing, people slowly started retiring to their apartments. You had conversed with Ivan most of the night, whether it was small talk or a deep question. You were completely immersed into the world of the two of you. At one point, you yawned and, worrying he tired you out, Ivan wanted you to go to bed. Going so far as to walk you to your room.

“You really didn’t have to walk me, but thank you.” You smiled.

“If I didn’t walk you here how could I be sure you don’t get lost?” He questions.

You laugh, “Maybe.”

Lingering at the door of your room, you don’t want to go in. Not just yet.

“Thank you,” you begin, “Not just for walking me here, but for everything. You’ve shown me such kindness.”

You can feel your hands shake from how nervous you are, the both of you instinctually move closer to each other. You wonder if your heartbeat is audible from how hard it’s beating in your chest.

“Your highness-”

The both of you jump from the sudden sound, moving away from each other as if caught in a bad position. A simple chambermaid was doing her usual duties and walked up to the two of you, both unaware of your surroundings.

“Are you okay, your highnesses?” the maid asks.

“Y-yes, I was just going to my room.” You explain, still jumpy.

“I-I walked her here, d-don’t worry!” Ivan is flushed a deep pink.

“I’m sorry if I disturbed you.” She curtseys and starts walking away.

“Don’t worry, we’ll get going.” Ivan says before he power walks away to his apartment.

You also go away and walk into your room. Closing the door behind you, you can feel your heart beat what feels like a hundred miles an hour. You walk over and fall onto your bed, exhaustion finally settling in. Looking up at the ceiling all you can think about was the dinner. Thinking of how this would be in a year from now, thinking of what the wedding was going to be like.

You get up and change into your sleeping clothes. Before you climb into bed you open the nightstand where you threw that portrait. Smiling, you close the drawer back up.

#kingdom imagines #kingdom scenarios #park yoosung x reader #ivan x reader #kingdom ivan #I finished this a few days ago and I havent read the last part of it since I wrote it #I dont really care rn I'll just post it huuuu #pls send me an ask if I need to fix the warning section/forgot to put something <3

9 notes · View notes

princesliveinhere · 1 year

Note

Hmmm since you asked for Kingdom requests; what about a cute domestic fluff with Arthur?😇 It can be just regular soft fluff with an established relationship trope, whatever comes to mind🤍 Thanks in advance!

I absolutely love this prompt! Also you're my first ask and you literally asked me to write about my bias, I'm so excited 💖

He has said he has a very fiery temper when gaming, and that he is very competitive. Therefore I give you...

🎮 Gaming with Yunho

:readmore:

'Almost there', you thought, as you started your final lap in Moo Moo Meadows. You were about to win your third Mario Kart race against Yunho, and couldn't wait to absolutely rub it in his face. You grimaced in concentration, anxiety fluttering across your chest as you noted Yunho following close behind you. As you started to slide, gaining speed around a sharp turn, he pushed you with his shoulder trying to distract you.

"Stooooop!" You whined, nudging him back with your elbow.

You heard his low giggle next to your ear, taunting you, so you concentrated even harder. So close. Almost there.

He threw a green shell, and missed. A derisive laugh escaped your lips, knowing he had no chance to best you. It was basically over at this point, the last stretch approaching.

Suddenly his fingers jabbed into the side of your waist, making you involuntarily squirm. You were so ticklish, so this nearly incapacitated you, driving you off the track suddenly. Yunho pulled ahead of you and crossed the finish line in first at the last second.

"Ha!" He yelled, throwing his hands to the side to taunt you in your loss.

"Not fair!!" You growled in frustration.

"It's not my fault, you're," his fingers found your waist again, lightly pinching you, "so ticklish." His other hand wrapped around to the other side of your waist, doing the same. You wrestled your arms against him, but he overpowered you, pinning you down to the couch beside him. You lost your breath laughing uncontrollably as he hovered over you, his hands tickling every part of your body.

"Wait, stop, STOP. I can't-" you said through fits of laughter. "-can't breathe." You gasped trying to feign your most serious face. He stopped, concern fleeting across his face for only a moment before his plump lips twisted into a smirk. He saw right through your act, and his hands plunged into action once again, sending you into another cacophony of laughter. You noticed his adorable giggle as he watched you squirm, thoroughly enjoying his torture of you.

"Cute..." He cooed, when he suddenly stopped the onslaught and cupped your cheeks with his hands. His big eyes admired you, his face flushed with excitement. 'He looks like an angel,' you thought to yourself. You and Yunho had been almost dating for weeks now. Almost, meaning you had been spending every day together, but you hadn't talked about dating yet. You were pretty sure he liked you back, but you were waiting for confirmation before you were going to make a move. And you wanted to know so bad.

You glanced at his full, pink lips for a moment before looking back into his eyes.

His head tilted to the side, his eyebrow quirking up in surprise.

Oh crap, he caught you. He knew you were just imagining kissing him.

"Um..." You muttered, noticing his eyes scanning your face in return. He looked back into your eyes.

"Is it okay if i..." He began, his face beginning to flush again.

"Yes." You said, your breath catching in your throat.

His hand curled around the back of your neck and he gently pressed his lips into yours. He was so warm and inviting, and you wrapped your arms around his neck, tangling your fingers in his soft hair. You shivered, and let out a sigh. He pulled away and your lips burned with warmth from the kiss.

"I want a rematch." You said, with a small pout.

"If I win, I get to do that again." He said, trying to hold back a smile. His eyes gave away his excitement.

"We'll see," you teased. "I'm kind of really good at Mario Kart."

"Yaaah!" He whined in frustration, getting off the couch and grabbing the controller. "We're doing Tick Tock Clock next." He demanded.

"I hate that one..." You moaned. He ignored you and started the next race.

#kingdom imagines #kingdom arthur #kingdom yunho #kpop fluff #em writes kingdom

17 notes · View notes

lmxkr · 7 months

Text

OH MY GIRL! | 장윤호 – P2. New dude ୨୧

summary` – Noh Hyejin has an image for being popular among boys in their school. Not until, Yunho and Hyejin crossed paths.

genre` – fluff and crack, add a little spice of angst

pairing` – jang yunho x named!reader

warning` – mild cursing, mentions of cheating, toxic relationship (🚫), i think that's all :D

note` – this is based on a thai movie OMG! Oh my girl (highly recommend for you to watch it!) please reblog or like if you love it! you can also tell me your opinion abt this fic in the ask box! 🗳️

"I'm sorry," Seungjun apologized, handing Hyejin flowers. Yunho, on the other side, watches them with an expression of despair.

Seungjun spotted him and approached him, grabbing his phone from his pocket and typing something on it. Yunho then got the message and took out his phone.

💬 (Seungjun) : Do you like Hyejin?

💬 (Seungjun) : How could you do this to me?

Seungjun began to walk away from him, leaving Yunho behind.

Suddenly, Dongsik appeared from nowhere, running from behind Yunho, shouting his name, "Yunho!" When he finally reached him, he excitedly declared, "Seungjun already broke up with Hyejin." He happily looked at Yunho, "That stupefied. Plain stunned."

Dongsik then shifted his gaze to where Yunho was looking, "Damn it, Fake news" he grumbled as he looked at the couple in front of them.

୨୧

Yunho was sitting on a bar stool, enjoying a beer, when Dongsik contacted him. Yunho took his phone from his pocket and placed it near his ear. "What's up, Dongsik?" Yunho asked. "Yunho, I met Seungjun." Dongsik replied, "Seungjun and Hyejin-" Yunho interrupted him off by pushing the red button and placing his phone back in his pocket.

Yunho takes a sip of his beer and continues to consume it. While drinking, he observed a female figure. "Can I have a cigarette?" Yunho asked the guy behind the counter, then the guy handed him a cigarette, "Jerk! Buy it yourself next time." Yunho took the cigarette, "Thanks." and went to where the girl was earlier heading.

"Excuse me, Can I borrow your lighter?"

Nah. The conversation will run out quick.

"Inside is kinda loud, huh? What are you doing out here all alone?"

Nah. She'll wonder what's with the question.

"Smoking, of course."

If the answers are locked like that, then I'll have to attack.

"Careful, you'll get cancer."

"Don't forget to remind yourself as well."

But what if it's a dud?

"Sorry if that was lame. But can you give me your opinion? If you were to rate that pick-up line, what would you give it?"

Okay, that's possible.

Yunho approached the girl slowly, his jaws clenched over the cigarette.

Hyejin observed Yunho and started to wave at him to say hello, but she saw what he was doing and her lips curled into a smile.

"Inside is kinda loud, huh?" Yunho observed as the girl turned to face him. "What are you doing out here all alone?" Yunho asked, "Farting." The girl responded, making Yunho's countenance drop, and Hyejin covered her mouth with her palm to stop her from laughing out loud.

Yunho chuckles awkardly "Can I borrow your lighter?" Yunho said, "I'm not really smoking. I'm just here to fart." The girl confirmed. "Excuse me," she continued, carefully departing the scene. "Sorry. Sorry for laughing, but damn, that was really something, Jang Yunho," Hyejin joked.

Yunho then covered his face with his hand, realizing what just happend.

Yunho swiftly returned downstairs, followed by Hyejin from behind, and Yunho gathering his belongings at the barstool, ready to leave.

"Hey, I'm sorry. I'll treat you a round of beer."

"That's enough, universe. If I can escape from this, tomorrow I'll go to the temple for you."

Yunho had only walked outside the door when it began to pour heavily. He simply stood there, not moving one inch. Then his friend, Dongsik, appeared out of nowhere, wet in the rain and clutching his bag.

"Hey! You cut me off!" Dongsik said as he entered, pointing his index finger at his face.

୨୧

"Hey, I like this song." Hyejin said while smiling. "Were you born in time?" Dongsik asked while drying his hair with his towel. Hyejin looked at him and said, "Youtube, Spotify, Apple Music." Dongsik then nodded awkwardly, "Yeah. You have a good taste." Hyejin then looked at suspiciously, "What's with the compliment?" Hyejin asked him, Dongsik then started to roll his towel, "I like your friend, Ryujin." and strike it on the floor after, "A lot." Hyejin tried to hold her laugh, "Help me out, will you? Ryujin might be a bit shy, but that's how women are, right?" Dongsik continued, Hyejin then glance at Yunho, who is looking at something. Hyejin slowly appeared into his vision, losing his focus on something, making him snapped back to reality.

"What's on your mind? Do you need to fart?" joked Hyejin, who was then scowled at by Yunho. "Hyejin," Dongsik said. "What?" Hyejin inquired. "What do you mean by fart?" Dongsik inquired, staring at his companion. Then Hyejin leaned in to tell him what had happened before. "Well, just a while ago-" Yunho interrupted Hyejin's speech, "Well, at least I took my shot. What do those who have to wait around know? Have you ever taken a shot?"

Dongsik quickly notices where the situation is going, and Hyejin scoffed in response, "Hold it. What are you mad about?" Hyejin asked him, "Stop blowing your horn. If you knew what to do, you wouldn't have chosen Seungjun." "Why wouldn't I know how? Do you want me to show you?" Hyejin questioned Yunho, who then began to glance around the area until he noticed someone from a distance. "If you're the big shot, get the number of that guy. I'll bet ₩3000, you can't get it," he said, pointing to the individual who is fixing their own stuff.

Hyejin nodded in answer, "Make it ₩5000," Yunho added, as Hyejin stood up and approached the person gently. Dongsik moved in closer to Yunho.

"Can't you piece it together, while Hyejin's here by herself." Dongsik replied. "Huh?" Yunho inquired. "I called you to tell you Seungjun and Hyejin have broken up, like they're really done," Yunho scoffed at his friend's words. "They'll just get back together again-" Dongsik then threw his phone in Yunho's face, it was in Hyejin's ig acc and the bio states 'single'. Yunho's eyes widened as he stared at his friend. "And when you called, why the hell did you start with when “I met Seungjun”? You should've jumped straight into the main topic, that Seungjun and Hyejin are already over, you idiot!"

Dongsik then placed his left palm in front of Yunho's face, causing Yunho to stop speaking. "Dude, listen to me. It's called introducing the topic, mostly people do this to start the conversation off the bat like "Hello, Seungjun has broken up with Hyejin"? No! I would have started with "Hello, I met Seungjun." And then I asked him where Hyejin was. Seungjun looked really hurt, and that's when I tell you Seungjun told me, he and Hyejin have broken up, right? That's what normal people would do." As Yunho listened to what Dongsik was saying, it all made sense, "Such an idiot," Dongsik added, weeping.

They both looked at Hyejin, who was already asking the guy he pointed to, Yunho drinking the beer as his hand trembled, Hyejin went back and seated, Dongsik looking at her with a worried expression. Hyejin taken out something from her tote bag and handed it over to Yunho, saying, "He didn't give it to me."

Hyejin placed the money on the table, and Yunho slowly took it, saying, "I was joking. Just for laughs." and offering the money back.

୨୧

"Bye, Yunho! Bye, Hyejin!" Dongsik shouted as he waved goodbye to Yunho and Hyejin. Meanwhile.. Yunho and Hyejin removed their shoes to avoid getting wet as the area they were in began to flood due to the heavy rain. Fortunately, the flood is barely beyond their feet, not even up to their knees.

Hyejin and Yunho faced the same direction as they entered the flood. Hyejin notice it and assumed Yunho would accompany her home. "You don't have to walk me home. I can go home by myself."

"My dorm is on that way," Yunho remarked, pointing with his shoes in that direction.

Yunho was walking behind Hyejin when he noticed cockroaches and rats on his left side. He tried to forget about it until something touched his legs, causing him to panic, "Damn!" and accidentally dropping his shoe in the flood, "Damn it, my shoe!" he exclaimed, pointing to where he dropped it.

Hyejin swiftly stared at him and began to walk towards where he lost it, hoping to assist him in finding his shoe; she said, "Where?" Yunho abruptly replied, "Wait, you don't have-" "No, it's fine," Hyejin answered, continuing to look for his sneaker. "Oh! I think I've found it!" Hyejin exclaimed, moving her hand to the spot where she used to find his shoe, only to find a blue sandal.

"Nope," Hyejin said, putting the sandal in between her left upper arm so it wouldn't fall, and she continued on seeking the shoe, "Hey, it's fine. I'll just take that one. There's no way we'll find it," Yunho said, consoling her. "Are you sure?" Hyejin questioned, hesitantly handing him the sandal. "Thank you," Yunho said as he took it from her hand.

Yunho glanced at the sandal in his fingers before returning his gaze to Hyejin and beginning to follow her from behind. "Return safely," Hyejin said. Yunho was about to walk away when Hyejin said, "Oh, wait." Yunho was forced to return to his previous position. "Never mind.. I forgot.." Hyejin replied with a nod. "Thank you for walking me home... um... bye," Hyejin murmured, lifting her right hand to bid him goodnight. Yunho followed suit, raising his right hand with the sandal on them. They both began to walk away, and Yunho gave her one more look before returning to his hostel.

Hyejin was now standing in front of the door, searching through her tote bag for the dorm keys, but they weren't there? Hyejin searched again, hoping that it was merely buried in there, but it wasn't. Hyejin sat on the stairwell in front of the door, trying to remember where she had put it.

Yunho was joyfully walking when his phone suddenly rang, signalling that someone was contacting him; he took his phone from his pocket and answered the call. "Dongsik, what's up?" Yunho inquired. "It's cupid, bro. Did you see my present in your bag?" Dongsik said, and Yunho hastily fished through his tote bag, only to find the keys he had been staring at. Yunho retrieved it from his tote bag and looked at it for a moment before dashing back in.

Hyejin was no longer present when he arrived. He took out his phone and texted Hyejin.

Hey, I found your keys : (Yunho) 💬

💬 (Hyejin) : Really?! Thanks! Someone already let me in.

💬 (Hyejin) : I'll just get them tomorrow at the University.

Yunho grinned at the message before putting his phone back in his pocket and returning to his dorm.

"Uh.. Thanks again." Hyejin said looking at the tall man who let her in and bowed at him after. "No worries." The tall man said, Hyejin bowed again and went upstairs to her dorm. "Uhm.. Please regret my intrusion, but were you able to make your friend jealous?" The tall man questioned, causing Hyejin to halt walking and spin around to face him.

"I like guys, sweetie," the previous man said, holding a cigarette. "Oh, really?" Hyejin asked, "Yes." The man nodded, "Well.." Hyejin said as she got closer to him, "You don't have to give me your real number, give me a fake. I just want to make my friend jealous. My friend is sitting over there." Hyejin quietly said it to him, the tall man heard everything and looked at where she was pointing her friend. The tall man grimaced at the sight and swiftly returned her gaze. "This isn't my kind of thing. Go play at home, kiddie," the man said, making Hyejin laugh.

Hyejin snorted at the question, "No, I guessed wrong. He wasn't jealous at all." Hyejin smiled back. "You shouldn't feel bad about it because... your friend appears to be a pervert," the tall man said, chuckling. "Uh... My name is Youngjoon," the tall introduces himself. "Actually, we've met before; you accidentally stabbed me with the billiard's stick that time." Youngjoon said. Hyejin forms an 'o' with her mouth and points her index finger towards him. "I remember now," Hyejin said, "Yeah, see you around," Youngjoon added before going about his business. Hyejin returned to her room as well.

୨୧

"For this song, start with the snare. Okay?" Youngjoon said, talking with his bandmate before speaking to the mic, "I might not sing this song well, but can I ask the person who requested it. Please come up and sing with me?" Youngjoon said, looking and gesturing Hyejin to come up on stage, "Okay." Youngjoon chuckled as Hyejin swiftly waved her hand, "No need to wave, come on up."

"Hey, just go with it. Hyejin is good at picking losers; she'll break up with him soon, trust me," Dongsik reassured Yunho. "I'm just annoyed; doesn't he know Hyejin doesn't like this kind of stuff?" Hyejin made a choice and dashed to the stage, holding the microphone, and began to sing.

Yunho gazed at her, surprised; he hadn't expected her to be present on stage. Yunho sighed and leaned against the wall behind him. Dongsik shakes his head and leans in for the beer. Youngjoon smirked at Dongsik, causing him to stop drinking and stare at him in confusion. Dongsik carefully placed his beer on the table and turned behind him, then his eyes widened. He tapped Yunho's arm quickly. "Yunho, I have a good news. But please know one thing.. I think Youngjoon is gay."

୨୧

"Youngjoon's that guy, right?" (Dongsik)

"I stalked him. Fine-looking. Loaded." (Yoosung)

"Oh? Then why's he living at the student dorm?" (Jihun)

"Jihun, the dorms belong to his mom." (Yoosung)

"Owning the dorms making him rich?" (Dongsik)

"But there's another 30... He does night gigs as a hobby. He uses his own money to do his music. He doesn't use any of his family's money. He's starting to set himself up." (Yoosung)

"His profile is great." (Jihun)

"Just give up, Yunho." Dongsik said looking at hopeless-yunho. "The right person at the wrong time is the wrong person." Dongsik continued.

"Try listening to a podcast or medidate. You might become calmer." Jihun gave Yunho an advice.

"Why are we interested in this middle class guy? Who is infatuated with a girl isn't even his?" Yoosung asked Yunho.

"You don't have to get over being sad. Use your hurt to do something else like work and become well-known. A girl will come your way." Jihun said. "Jihun, that's how to get over someone, if you've been dumped." Yoosung stated. "Oh yeah, he wasn't even chosen." Jihun joked making the other two laughed except for Yunho. "Everyone.. stop talking for a sec, will you? I want you to comfort me, do I really have to ask?" Yunho mumbled making the three boys come to sit beside and comfort him.

TO BE CONTINUED | next – P3. Day 1,450 → Day 0

#kingdom #kingdom kpop #kingdom fanfic #kingdom fanfiction #kingdom oneshot #kingdom imagines #kingdom arthur #jang yunho #jang yunho fanfic #jang yunho fanfiction #jang yunho oneshot #jang yunho imagines #kpop fanfic series

1 note · View note

oraclekleo · 2 years

Text

Jung Seungbo (KINGDOM) - Shadow of the Moon Couple Reading [Kleo]

Hello and welcome!

I’m Kleo and I’m here to present some k-pop related tarot readings to you.

Disclaimer:

I would like to state that all these readings have a purely entertainment nature and their purpose is to bring some fun into my and hopefully yours lives. I have never ever met any of the idols / actors / celebrities in my readings, I don’t know them personally. Tarot reading isn’t an exact science and I can never guarantee any of it. Most of it is my intuition mixed with fantasy. Don’t take these readings seriously and don’t base any important decisions on tarot readings only, use your common sense.

If you wish to request a tarot reading, please read the pinned post on my profile first to see the instructions on how to request. I only do readings for idols / actors / celebrities of 18 years of age or older. Requests for readings including younger people will be automatically dismissed. If you feel uncomfortable with these tarot readings, do not engage in reading my posts. Thank you for understanding.

Reading Info:

Reading Type: Single - Couple

Requested: Yes - No

Deck: Runic Tarot

Spread: Shadow of the Moon

Questions:

Darkness (Their worst quality)

Shadow (Their secret)

Reflection (Their loyalty)

Smoke (Their deepest desire)

Mirror (Effects on me)

Full Name: Jung Seungbo

Stage Name: Dann

Group: KINGDOM

Jung Seungbo

Dann (KINGDOM)

Deck: Runic Tarot

Spread: Shadow of the Moon

Darkness (Their worst quality) - 10 of Wands

Dann seems to be unable to give up some of the control. He likes to hold upon his responsibilities and duties and he’s reluctant to delegate. It’s a dangerous obsession as he might face burn out.

Shadow (Their secret) - XXI The World

He might never admit, but Dann is likely mourning for something he had to lose in order to be where he is now. There’s something he regrets still and it’s haunting him.

Reflection (Their loyalty) - 9 of Wands

Dann is loyal to himself in the first place. He’s a perfectionist and puts great demands on himself. He has goals he wants to accomplish and he’s determined to reach his goals, no matter how many challenges he will have to face.

Smoke (Their deepest desire) - 5 of Horns

Dann seems to be yearning for something he lost a long time ago. Something that was precious to him, was giving him joy but he lost it or he had to let it go in order to achieve something. It seems like he still misses it. It can be a person, they parted their ways, or it can be his home, while living in the dorms. Or anything else he loved and is gone now.

Mirror (Effects on me) - Queen of Swords

He makes me intellectually curious. He’s a mysterious figure asking to be examined, observed, put through scrutiny and read like an open book. I feel no affection but I do want to get to know more about him.

Let me know how this sounds to you if you know KINGDOM. I don't know the group at all so I was curious how this reading will go. Give me some feedback!

Thank you for reading!

Hit the Like 💖

Comment! 💬

Reblog! 🔁

Follow for more! 💌

3 notes · View notes

mugchild · 9 days

Text

PT. III Louis/Dongsik: your brother's best friend

Dongsik x genderneutral!reader

3 chapters | 8k+ | fluff, comedy | general audiences

When you were young, your world existed of you, your parents, your brother…and his best friend, Dongsik. They had met each other on the first day of 3rd grade and had been inseparable since then. They were both loud, funny, stubborn and fuelled each other’s bad ideas resulting in many-a scoldings but were also two of the people you knew would always stand by you.

At first you didn’t really like Dongsik. There was only 1 year between you and your brother and before he’d met Dongsik he would play with you, like alllll the time. He had taught you how to play soccer, basketball and how to ride a bike but would also race with you around the neighbourhood (you on your tiny bike with a huge silly horn on it as a bell and colourful wheel decorations that made a rattling sound, and he on his green razor scooter), play hide and seek, tag and so on. The two of you were close and after Dongsik came into the picture that play time was cut in half. You often asked if you could join them and sometimes they would say yes, but more often than not they would run away before you could ask them. But he visited so often, he was almost like a second brother – one that was almost more annoying than your real brother if that was possible.

One time when the three of you were children, Dongsik had gone with you and your family on vacation and whilst you were checking the water temperature of the water, he had picked you up and had then thrown you in. You had kicked and screamed of course, but it hadn’t helped and as you resurfaced from the cold water, you could hear your brother and Dongsik laughing and clapping. In the end, the trip turned into a competition of who could manage to throw the others into the water the most. A competition you unfortunately, lost.

Or another time when you had dressed up a little bit, for no particular reason other than that you felt like it and you came downstairs to grab some drinks and snacks for you and your friend. Your brother had Dongsik over in his room and they were playing video games. As you went back to your own room, you ran into the latter in the hallway. Shamelessly, he looked you up and down and your face turned red. ‘What are you looking at?’ you snapped. ‘You look weird today,’ he said. You sighed and glared at him. Of course that’s what he was thinking. By now you were completely used to this. ‘Look in the mirror, weirdo,’ you retorted. He shrugged his shoulders and then rudely snatched a cookie from the plate you were carrying and ate it in one gulp. ‘Hey! Get your own snacks,’ you said, holding the plate out of reach of him (which was quite hard considering the height difference). He smirked. ‘You’re so possessive…won’t you share with me?’ he said, making a pleading face. ‘Weirdos don’t get cookies from me,’ you said and you stuck out your tongue and quickly moved past him before he could say anything else or steal another cookie.

Dongsik was almost as funny as he was annoying. Although you would never admit it to him, you also thought that he was quite cool. And though you were often on the receiving end of your brother’s and Dongsik’s pranks and their ‘loving’ verbal abuse (which you threw right back at them) you had also collaborated plenty of times with Dongsik to prank your brother.

You recalled one particular successful April Fool’s you’d experienced after Dongsik had become friends with your brother. Before Dongsik was in the picture, your brother would prank you often enough on April Fool’s. You’d found plenty of fake spiders, cockroaches, fake barf in your shoes, breakfast, hair and water bottle. You’d tried to prank him back of course but he always seemed to see right through you, and avoid the splash of water, taste of lemon or fake snack you’d prepared leaving you biting in the dust. Now that he would be teaming up with Dongsik, you didn’t know what would happen – and it drove you mad. You’d been on your guard for weeks after you’d overheard them giggling (yes, giggling) and looking at various videos about the best pranks for April Fool’s. A kind of dread and fear you didn’t know existed before settled into your stomach and a shiver ran down your back. But, you weren’t stupid and decided that you were going to give them a taste of their own medicine (even if you’d never succeeded before). You weren’t exactly sure what kind of prank they had prepared, but it involved something with paint, glue and flour. Then the day finally arrived. April Fool’s. You had set your alarm clock an hour earlier and as you heard it you shot up and quickly turned it off. Then you quietly snuck out of your room to get ready and eat breakfast. When you were done and had made sure that there were no traps set around the house you finally settled yourself on the couch and waited until your brother woke up. You heard him move around the house and eventually come downstairs. ‘Good morning,’ you said, and couldn’t hide a triumphant smile. He raised an eyebrow and looked you carefully up and down, scanning you for any hidden threats but decided there was nothing of note. ‘Good morning,’ he said back and then sat down to eat his breakfast after which you walked to school together. You were both suspicious of each other. Your bag was heavier than normal though but that was probably because of all the extra equipment you had taken with you, which included a water gun, a can of shaving cream, and the fine powdery glitter.

Class started and went by without anything unusual happening. Somebody had switched the caps from all the dry markers and sharpies but though that was mildly inconveniencing for the teacher it was nothing too wild or bad. No, the wild would happen during lunch – not that you were aware of that yet. So here’s what happened and how it landed you, your brother and Dongsik in the principals office, all of you covered in a mixture of flour and glitter and also shivering because the 3 of you were also wet.

CONT. on AO3

#kingdom kpop #yang dongsik #brother's best friend trope #kpop writing #kingdom imagines #kpop imagines #nugu #boygroup #writing #romance

0 notes

awildes · 21 days

Text

Jumped on the trend and painted my favorite townies! Krobus is such a little sweet thing I love him 🤧

#Stardew Valley #Stardew Valley wizard #Stardew Valley Krobus #Stardew Valley Leah #Stardew Valley Evelyn #Stardew Valley Shane #Stardew Valley Marlon #I know Marlon's got nothing going on for him in the game #but imagine if he was an old retired knight #finding a new purpose now that's he's done serving the kingdom #in training a farm kid in swords #Krobus #Shane #Evelyn #Marlon #Leah #Rasmodius

3K notes · View notes

jascurka · 6 months

Text

babygirl........

#you know how that one tumblr post goes.. i want that man in ways that would have me expelled from the kingdom of god #people who hate on his design im sorry you have no taste #hey wait now this brings back some memories of how I imagined adrien in metamorphosis it is more or less like this??? ohoohoo #miraculous ladybug #ml paris special #miraculous paris special #gabriel agreste #betterfly #sketches #ml #my art

4K notes · View notes

minjiwritesstuff · 5 months

Text

Holding Hands With Kingdom

dann

seungbo would love to hold hands. whenever he had the occasion, he'd always take your hand in his. he'd absolutely love to intertwine fingers and rub the top of your hand with his thumb. call him cheesy if you want, he'll tell you he's romantic. loves to hold your hand when you watch a movie

arthur

he's a little more subtle when it comes to holding your hand, he tries to make it so that no one can see. or at least, not all the time. he'll hold your hand as you walk tho, but if you're with the boys, he'll try to be sneaky about holding your hand. he feels safe when holding your hand, it helps him stay focused on the present and not let his mind wander off too much.

mujin

LOVES LOVES LOVES holding your hand, or honestly any form of pda. he's very cuddly and so he'll always want to hold you, or be close. he loves to play with your hands too, it makes him smile so much. he'll most of the time be the first to make the move and hold your hand but when you're the one to initiate hand holding sungho swoons and most likely squeals in excitement.

louis

another one that's big on pda, so of course he's big on hand holding. similarly to seungbo, dongsik would always be holding your hand. he'd always hold it so gently. he would love to hold your hand while having his arm around your waist when cuddling, it makes him feel like you two are even closer. he feels that holding your hand gives you two a special connection in some way.

ivan

he would love to hold your hand, he'd think your hand looks so cute and tiny in his giant one. he loves that he can close his entire hand around yours. definitely the type to hold your hand in his sleep without even noticing.

hwon

he would be shy to hold your hand at first so you'd need to initiate the move but one you do it, good luck trying to get your hand out of his. your hands would be stuck together as if there was super glue inbetween them. he would always have the most childish smile on his face whenever you hold hands, with blush all over his cheeks.

jahan

he loves to hold your hand but he prefers to do it when no one is watching. if others are there he'd play with your fingers or run his thumb over your hand. when you two are alone, he'd hold your hand tightly. without hurting you of course.

chiwoo

oh he would always hold your hand, it'd make him feel very safe. he'd often hold your hand first but always would melt if you're the one to initiate it. he would love to hold your hand while cuddling and even while sleeping. holding your hand is one of his favorite form of pda.

#kingdom #kingdom imagines #kingdom scenarios

11 notes · View notes

lunian · 11 months

Text

Rauru wouldn’t appreciate my commentaries 😔

#let’s imagine link didn’t know a whole picture yet akdhsjdhd #…. nah he would tap him anyway #ganlink #? implied #totk #totk spoilers #legend of zelda #tears of the kingdom #totk fanart #loz fanart #totk link #loz link #myart #did i tell ya my link is horrible #he is horrible #as well as me

7K notes · View notes

mueritos · 2 months

Text

prince sidon makes a discovery about height differences....

(my link is trans here but feel free to imagine him as cis!)

patreon | itch.io

#muertodraws #sidlink #tears of the kingdom #totk #prince sidon #link #legend of zelda #link x sidon #sidon x link #mlm #loz #all of my links are trans unless otherwise depicted btw #but im totally okay if u imagine him as cis in the art i make #i do not care just dont be weird about me making him trans #hes my muse....#and im allowed to have fun #also i know i havent posted actual fanart in a while but im alive #happily drawing lots of sidlink on my patreon!

1K notes · View notes

choerrysjubiles · 2 years

Text

Garden of the Gods

pairing: Louis x reader

tags: female reader (only because of the outfit, otherwise gn) / 2.3k words / it's pretty much just fluff

authors note: hok5 is killing me! after seeing the mv i HAD to write this! also i hope you can't tell i rushed the ending lol

The gardens of King Louis’ court, this is where the gods’ live. Where the smell of oranges is intoxicating, where the ground is soft beneath your sandals, and where the newest party is being thrown. The people at court are dressed in chitons and peplos’, wearing masks and crowns representing which god they’re dressed as. Alongside the flowers naturally grown here there are decor pieces of roses, crocuses, and other bright and fragrant flowers. At each centerpiece in the garden there is burning incense, some areas have frankincense and others have myrrh, giving either a sweet or sophisticated scent.

Walking with stride and purpose, King Louis and his fellow men are the only ones not wearing such attire, they are in normal button ups and jackets. As they can view life from the past, they are expressed as being of a higher status and continue living in the present. "Gentlemen, what do you think?" Louis asks.

"Charming." one of them says, "Very you, don't you think?" "Very me?" Louis turns to see his guests face, carrying a look of amusement.

"Yes, you've always been fond of your dear god, Apollo. Now, instead of keeping the imagery to yourself it's expressed to your court." The guest explains, taking in the details of all the work Louis and his staff put into this.

"I hope this isn't said as an insult." Louis laughs. "Of course not," the king joins in the playful talking, "You are a very unique character, everything you touch leaves an imprint." Hearing this comment makes Louis feel at ease and a little giddy.

They start walking towards the table with drinks, "Pick whichever you'd like, we have wine, orange water, anything you'd like!" Louis offers. "What's this?" The king, with a charming mole below his eye, asked.

"Let's call it ambrosia. It's a wine mixed with honey and some fruit juices, very good! It's to minick the drink of the gods." Louis gleams, he doesn't know if he's ever felt this level of happiness before. Just for a little bit, to stop being king and be himself, a poet.

"As you can see," Louis gestures to his other guests, "We are the gods, at least for tonight, so we must do as they do."

One of the kings wraps his arm around Louis' shoulders, "Poetic as always."

They make their way into the chateau, you watch them the whole interaction. A habit you've found yourself doing.

One might think of you as Echo, the nymph cursed to repeat what's been said, a poor girl in an unrequited love with Narcissus. But you are not her. You're someone special, a goddess who was the first of her kind: the Witch. Specifically, the witch Circe. Dressed in a cream chitone with a warm green shawl, a crown of leaves atop your head with undone hair. You're adorned with perfumes of earthy scents, to really emulate the free-ness of Circe.

Louis recommended it, you would have been dressed as a heroine of sorts. Maybe a Pleiade like Elektra or Maia, or even a character like Cassandra or Eurydice. You didn't think much of playing dress up, but this wasn't so bad. Circe is a fascinating character, hearing Louis talk of her family was very entertaining.

You keep track of time as they discuss whatever business the kings have. It is not your place to know what's being talked about, King Louis only asked you to keep guard and note who disobeyed orders. You remember that day very clearly, Louis just got back from his trip to meet with these kings, "I will be discussing sensitive matters, no one will be allowed near. The price for getting caught will be high treason. Anyone who dares misstep or shake my reputation among these kings will face consequences."

He was so mad even thinking of someone doing that. He gave you and some loyal servants the job of keeping watch of the chateau, noting every person who dares try to ruin this meeting for the king. So far there's been two, they showed up before the kings arrived and did something inside the chateau.

It's boring for now, but when the meeting is over that's when Louis promised the party to get more fun. He promised some Greek story improv, you're looking forward to the nobles dressed as satyrs.

About halfway through the meeting some lower noble starts messing around, the guards get called and carry him off. His name is written and will be dealt with within the week. 'I know it's important to Louis but, god, is this boring.' you think to yourself. 'He did give me the luxury to take breaks, unlike the poor servants. Oh well, I'll just get a drink.'

You make your way to the drinks and get some orange water, a Versailles speciality.

Walking to a new spot to gaze over the chateau, you look around the guests and see what they're up to. This person chugging as much wine as possible, those two getting a little handsy and running off to somewhere private, oh a table of Louis' right hand men, they're more entertained by watching everyone else rather than joining in.

As time goes, Louis and his friends walk out of the chateau, a smirk on his face showing he's gotten whatever he needed from them. He spots you and leads the kings to meet you.

"Gentlemen, this is a dear friend of mine, Y/N." you flush a little at the word 'dear' 'I'm a dear friend? How dear am I to be introduced that way?' "Ah, gentlemen, it is a pleasure to meet you." You give a small curtsey.

Louis grasps your arm, "Will you show them around, I need to do something," "Of course." The eye contact between the two of you was a little heavy, making you ponder more on the term 'Dear friend,' he said just a minute ago.

As he leaves, you show the 7 kings around the palace gardens, showing them the theater where classic Greek plays are being performed and where the temple to Apollo was, it's only a temple for tonight, usually this was a small dining room where the ladies at court enjoyed meals and parties in the gardens.

"He made a makeshift temple?" One king was humored by this, not humored exactly, surprised and noting how 'This is totally something Louis would do.'

"He's a dedicated follower." You amused them. "What's inside the temple?" This king was a little hesitant to walk inside, "Would you like to enter and find out?" Cue the eight of you entering the Temple d'Apollon.

Inside the temple, everything was adorned with gold and yellow. There were musicians playing the lyre, adorned with laurel wreaths. Every corner had a statue or bust of Apollo, and most importantly the doors had an image of a sun on them. There was an earthy smell of Hyacinth and frankincense. Being in here felt as though you'd step into antiquity Greece, or a romanticized version of Greece.

"Ah, so you've stumbled across Temple d'Apollon?" Louis was at the door with a cheerful smirk. He changed into a yellow off-white chitone, adorning a laurel wreath and a golden archery bow. "You outdo yourself." said a king, 'Woah how did I not notice how tall this guy is?' you were a little shocked staring up at him.

"Now if I am to guess correctly," The king in a ponytail said, "You are your patron, Apollo?"

"I couldn't find any better fit."

"And who are you?" A king turned to you, slowly they all turned to look at what you wore, trying to pin down what goddess you could be.

"I am Circe of Aiaia, goddess of witchcraft."

"There's even a witch goddess?"

"A few actually," You said with a smirk. Some eyes lingered on you. "Who else?"

You pondered, "Well all of Circe's siblings are witches, Perses, Pasiphae, and Aeetes. There's also Hekate, you could consider her more of a goddess of witchcraft, the others just happen to be witches."

Looking outside of the temple, Louis noticed the intermission between plays. "Oh! I think it's time for one of the plays to start, shall I guide your majesties?" Louis said, giving a dramatized bow.

"You go above and beyond, Louis," One laughed, "We'd love to."

The Nine of you walk towards the side of the garden where there are chairs for the theatre. It's a few posts with gold ropes and vines wrapped around it with sheer drapes to give the look of a theater.

The kings get the seats in the front, Louis making sure you and him sit next to each other. The play starts and, though it's improv and based purely on memory, it's well set up. 'It's a wonder how he always gets things done so swiftly.'

Louis leans slightly to you, "Do you think they're enjoying the party." It's hard to tell, but there's worry in his voice.

"Of course, for as long as I've seen them they've been smiling and laughing. I don't know how they wouldn't be having fun." You assured him.

Gazing over at his guests, Louis feels relieved to see them enjoying the play. "See," You say, "They're enjoying their time."

He lets out a breath he's been holding in, "Yeah, you're right." Turning towards you "Thank you, I don't know how much I could've done without your help."

Smiling, you tell him "Thank-you's can happen later, right now we need to tend to our guests."

As you turn to watch the rest of the play, Louis stays still. Still gazing at you, 'Our guests' he thinks, 'Why do I like the way it's said when you're speaking those words?'

When the play ends, Louis walks the guests over to the center of the gardens, a clear view of all the fun being had.

“Now, I think this is a better welcome to my palace of Versailles.” Louis announces.

“Truly a sight, every turn there is something to be seen.” One king says, but you can’t deduce whether this is a backhanded comment or not.

There’s a light pop, gazing upwards, the fireworks have started.

One of the taller kings, who looks like the leader of this group, laughs “Everytime I think you’ve outdone yourself, you pull out more theatrics.”

Louis gives a sheepish grin, “Something I just can’t help.”

As the night begins to end and servants start cleaning up some messes, Louis shows the kings to their apartments, “I would be a horrible host if I didn’t let you stay over!”

Each of their apartments were personalized to them, mixing elements of Versailles and their own kingdom. Letting them feel at home even in a foreign kingdom.

As everyone settles in, you and Louis are in his apartment. Both slouching onto the couch, you can finally unwind. The air was silent, but with your company Louis feels at ease. He always felt as though he could only be his true self when you are around. The two of you had an unspoken agreement that there was no judgement towards each other, the court of Versailles was filled with one-upping another. There was not a moment where someone wasn’t keeping an eye on you. But in the privacy of each other, those walls could be let down.

You can feel Louis’ eyes on your hand, like he’s contemplating whether it’s appropriate to hold you.

“Are you okay? It’s been a stressful day.” You ask.

“I’m fine, just exhausted.” he lets out a sigh.

“Should I tuck you into bed, your Majesty.” You joke. He bursts into a laugh, “Can I– can I say something? Something a little more serious?”

“Of course, what’s wrong?”

“N-nothings wrong, I just,” he starts. He starts looking around the room, a light pink growing on his cheeks.

“Maybe it was the other kings, maybe it was during the play, I, uh.” He can feel his heart beat out of his ribcage, he’s never been this nervous in his life. ‘I’m a king!’ He thought, ‘King’s don’t get nervous!’

“I’m very appreciative of you being with me.” He stammers, ‘This is sounding so wrong!’ he thinks.

“You’re apprecia-”

“I’m in love with you!”

‘Oh no’ Louis thinks, face turned entirely red. You sat there speechless, taking in as much as possible. The silence was very heavy and clouded the whole room.

“I- uh,” He starts.

“I think I may be in love with you, too.” You begin to blush, “We’ve always had some air of romance together,” you laugh.

“Really?” Louis can’t comprehend what he just heard.

“Yeah,” You smile at him.

He falls back onto the couch, “That was so stressful to do!” You burst out laughing. Standing up, you walk over and kiss his forehead, “Well now all the stress is over. Tomorrow should be a breeze.”

He grabs your hand, “Stay the night?”

“Of course,”

You sat onto the ground, directly facing Louis, for most of that night the two of you talked. When the morning came, you were asleep leaning onto the couch and Louis was sleeping on the floor.

“Your Majesty! Are you okay?” A head servant asked frantically.

Waking up, Louis stretched, “I’m fine, I’m fine. What’s the matter?”

The servant straightened up, “Breakfast is soon, what should be on the menu for your guests?”

“Whatever is our finest, go.”

With that, the servant leaves the room. Louis gets up and walks towards you, picking you up he gently lays you onto his bed. Tucking you in as he gets ready for the day.

You stir a little, “Don’t worry, get some more rest. I may have to talk about more boring issues with the other kings. Sleep now.”

#kingdom imagines #kingdom scenarios #kingdom x reader #dongsik x reader #louis kingdom x reader #i hate the title omg it was put last second i COULD NOT figure out a name eek #lets pray this doesn't flop #also: all critiques are useful! pls give feedback <3

10 notes · View notes