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therealmofamorus · 2 months
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Alpha Male Crossover Stud Medieval: Noble- Lord AU
What if Lord Shirou wanted Robin as a belly dancer? Would she be reluctant or would she be all for it? Would she be an amateur or as good as an expert?
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Robin was more than happy to be his belly dancer and dance for his amusement. And she’s skilled belly dancer.
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madmanwonder · 4 months
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Crossover Fusion: Medieval AU + Law and Crime: Criminal: Corrupt Detective AU
When Ivy tries to use her charm to get a known corruptive detective in Neptune to keep her stealing the king's jewels a secret ... does it work on him? Or does he fight against his urges and become an actual good detective?
Neptune: *To Ivy* Fuck the king. I'm going to fuck you instead~
Ivy: *Thinking* I've never seen an unapologetic corrupt and self-centered detective in my life....
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ghouljams · 25 days
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One little white lie, one tiny fib. When the King asks why you're so eager to get back to your own kingdom you give him the usual, "My family, I'm just eager to see them again."
"Family," He rolls the word over in his mouth, like it has a foul taste, "Husband?" You nod, though you've never been married, it's easier being a married woman on the road. This also seems to displease him. "Children?" Your hesitance betrays you, and you attempt to cover it with another hasty nod. Though you can tell by Price's smile he doesn't believe it.
You don't worry about it, push the questions far from your mind in favor of your work. It's only when you're laid out in the King's bed, his fat cock bullying its way into your aching cunt, that you remember your little fib. Price smiles, his lips curling over his teeth as he chuckles out a strained breath. He drags his fingers around the base of his cock, while you adjust to the burning stretch the overwhelming feeling of being filled completely. He pulls his hand away only to drag it down your stomach, let you see the blood and slick where it stains your soft skin.
"Little liar," He chides, pulling out and pushing back into you with a heady groan, "but don't worry, we'll have you bred and wed soon enough."
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pluck-heartstrings · 2 months
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thank you!! ❤️❤️❤️ i was thinking that the boys must be so fascinated by the movement of the vocalist’s adams apple and vibrations in their throat when they siiiiinngg (a little hand necklace never hurt right?)
also i support no pants
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Every part of your skin is just so….
Fascinating. Soft. Different.
No pants supremacy
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strawbubbysugar · 7 months
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Absolutely dying at moon "ohh nooo me and my brother are so different from eachother now!! How awful!" Some yellow rabbit: "I can fix that." Ghvghghv
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time-woods · 6 months
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How would you describe the kingdom in your medieval fantasy au? I'm so curious about its rules and society
ok i need to put this down somewhere so im gonna take this as the opportunity to do such bc this things been brewing in my cranium-
The kingdom is a fairly young one, destroyed a few hundred years ago by a falling asteroid, it created a crater in its place. Few survived but those who did instilled the fear of the sky and what dwells in it to those who remained. So anything from the sky is no good, this includes birds. Things that aren't grounded basically. They also blamed it on magic and that a evil magic moon god did this to them, sending one of its children down to tear down their home.
the interesting thing is- they didn't relocate. they cleared what remained of the asteroid, using the stone as their new foundation. They say this is like showing their power over what tried to destroy them or whatever. but yea they built their new kingdom in the crater. Now I hear you saying 'what abt when it rains? wouldn't everything flood?' your right. but you see, they hate what dwells above, they covered the top. its flat. the kingdom is flat up top. (besides those who don't live at the heart of the kingdom- like farmers who need land n such)) Everything is illuminated by thousands of lanterns that carry a flame said to be of the very asteroid that created this pit. This is yet again them taking power over what crushed their kingdom all those years ago. (flame that never dies? doesn't sound very grounded to me mr kingdom..) Those at the crown seemingly hate magic and any form of 'ungrounded' thinking. They are tolerant to those who are half human but if you are deemed too 'monstrous' they lose that tolerance very quickly. rumors are that the kingdom in recent years has started getting double standards for what they allow in their home. aka the head guard being 'half monster' (hes a bug. hes literally a whole bug. there's no human there at all) when the people thought entrusting that care to someone unlike them would be unthinkable, but surprisingly they've been safer these past years with him at the helm.
also yea most of the kingdom is this purply rock cause of this, as well as the flame in the lanterns. despite it being underground it manages to be fairly bright !
OH YEA one of their symbols is a stylized lotus/flame (lotus' can be seen as a symbol of rebirth and that put in place of the asteroid's flames makes for a good cycle like a phoenix sorta)) (this design is seen on Carmine's armor/ alt version on the bg guards))
this is just some stuff thats been in my head as of late that i havent gotten round to writing down.
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shamedumpster · 2 years
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Medieval AUs spark joy :)
In which Enj is a wandering knight of the people, and Grantaire is the bard that follows him around and writes songs about him whether he likes it or not.
(was this an excuse to draw Enjolras in armor? Absolutely.)
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Hi I just wanted to say I love your Pandora! She’s amazing
i love drawing pandora. like a lot. especially in my medieval au bc i fill her outfits with easter eggs!
for example, the first time she meets james she’s wearing round circle earrings that (according to wikipedia lmao) represent the sun in astrology, and i fill her arms with drawings of cool stuff she finds around the forest, so look out for them in my next drawings!
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“Dear Lady Dora,
How are you? Have you found any new creatures in the Forbidden Forest? Or perhaps discovered a potion to make one’s hair as blue as the sky?
I was meaning to personally deliver this little gift to you, but since you’re not home, i’ll leave it here with this short letter. I hope everything will still be intact by the time you get back.
You see, I told my Mother about our encounter the other day, and when she found out this incredible invention of yours heals my blindness, she insisted on baking her special pie for you as a thank you. We both hope you’ll enjoy it!
I’ll soon come back to you, so you can tell me more about your studies and research. Will you show me those colourful fires you talked about last time we met? I’m terribly curious.
Will the black haired boy be there again?
See you soon,
James F. Potter (the Blind Knight)
P.S. I also left a small paper with the recipe for the pie, in case you wanted to try making one yourself. It’s a family recipe, keep it with care :)”
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marimayscarlett · 6 months
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We need some scientific studies into claims that Richard Zee Kay might be a vampire. 👩‍🔬
Hi Hello 🦇
Well, let's see. For maximum professionalism let's put together a vampire-traits checklist for further research...
First of all, a trait which a lot of vampires possess in different literary or historical sources - unbelievable attractivness and knowing how to use it: check ✅
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wearing a long cape or coat, preferably in black: check ✅
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acting quite dramatic and pretty self confident: check ✅
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[gif on the right by richardzk]
hypnotic powers over his victims/the audience: check ✅
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Photo by © Christian J. Weber @ lifad_switzerland
Of course, Vampires are prone to biting and preferably go for the neck: check ✅
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for some vampires, long nails are a must: check ✅
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and finally, some vampires long for an eternal companion. They can be quite enticing and loving if they want to seduce someone or win someone over they're interested in: check ✅
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So, while the results are still pending, I think there's a good chance that Mr. Kruspe might be something more than just a handsome and successful guitarist 🤔
My references (always very important to quote these when it comes to scientific research): excessive binge watching of The Vampire Diaries, consuming every bit of Dracula media and lore, reading scientific non-fictiontal books about vampire lore in Europe, reading every damn vampire book I come across and daydreaming about Lestat de Lioncourt daily
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magnolia-sunrise · 6 months
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the halloween special, i mean, Medieval AU continues>> the arrival of the grievously wounded Kingsguard disrupts Bastien's very isolated, very drunk rural village life - but in much different way than he expected. somehow, miraculously, Wolfgang slowly recovers, and the two of them spend many evenings sharing wine and stories by the fireside, finding each other to be pleasant company.
but how long will the vampire be able to resist the call of the priest's blood >:3
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lost-soul-in-time · 5 months
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Hunger. Completely consuming him every moment he’s transformed. There hasn’t been a harvest of wolfsbane yet, leaving him completely to his own instincts. The sensibilities and reservations of a priest and sense of a man replaced entirely by the beasts wants. Wandering miles away from the temple and little village he knew, Ambrose spots his prey. A deer, antlers haloing the overarching moon that drove him here.
In an instant, his maw deep into its ribs, thick tongue lapping at the entrails and swallowing its liver whole. Blonde curly fur stained with entrails, he continues to root around the corpse. Continually stripping flesh from bone with precise flicks of its head, completely unaware of the world outside him and the prey. @waveringfaith
Oliver has memorized the names and faces of every living person that lived on his side of the forest. An apparently rabid wolf roaming the grounds was certainly not what he would’ve expected to be warned about upon one of his guards hurriedly rushing into his office. The day had dragged out uneventfully, and the prospect of something which could bring potential benefit makes him step out to investigate it himself.
The guards are ordered to stay in the castle. They’d be of no use. If the beast were to attack, Oliver had his own creatures who wouldn’t hesitate to do the same.
The smell of a fresh kill makes him slow to a halt, hand clutching the handle of his sword in precaution as he steps slowly, tentatively towards the beast. Even hunched over, Oliver could tell it easily towers over any normal human. It’s obviously incredibly destructive.
Perfect.
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therealmofamorus · 2 months
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Alpha Male Crossover Stud Medieval: Noble- Lord AU
Now that Shirou fucked Nami good... what would she say if Shirou tells her to wear a belly dancer outfit and shake her big tits for him?Would she do it and love it like her friend?
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Nami no longer care about her crew or pride, all she wanted right now is to worship and please her Lord and Master.
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madmanwonder · 1 month
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ask, royalty tyrant crossover
what did queen bulma, and what did princess bulla do that made you flustered as you work for them, chihiro? they did seem insisted in hiring you for a reason.
"I-I rather not say...." Chihiro said with red cheeks trying not to think about the evil tyrant queen Bulma and the cute yet mischievous princess Bulla who declared they are boyfriend and girlfriend now.
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ghouljams · 8 months
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Viking soap! Viking soap! Viking soap!
Grrrrrrrr Yes ok yes because I am feral for this idea and you're partially engaging a special interest of mine.
You spot him at the same moment he does you. A flash of blue eyes reflecting the shallow river, long hair shorn short on the sides, the fur the edges his clothes marks him as easily as the paint on his face. A viking. He stands as quickly as you step back, his eyes fixed on you. If he's here there must be more at your village. You know well enough that these men don't travel as solitary creatures.
You turn and run towards your home. You hear the crash of him through the forest behind you giving chase. Even knowing the land as well as you do the terrain is uneven, the roots are made to catch your feet, and the branches are low to obscure your vision. You don't have the deer's advantage of darting movement to keep you out of reach. Each step you can hear him getting closer, until you feel his hands grab you.
The man, the viking, catches you around your middle. You kick and scream and make every effort to batter him with your fists, to make yourself difficult prey. You've heard enough stories about what these men do to know you want no part of it. He lifts you, hauls you up off the ground as you fight and twist.
"Would you be still, I'm not going to hurt you," The man tells you in gaelic. You freeze at the familiar tongue.
"You're a liar," You push at him, claw at his grip, "why would you chase me if you weren't hunting me?"
"Why would you run?" He asks, grabbing your wrists to pin them against his chest. You glare at him, your chest heaving as you gather your breath back. He's handsome, for a viking. There's something sort of rakish about the stubble on his face and the set of his brow. "Did I do something to scare you, bonnie?" It's not an honest question, he knows full well why you'd run.
You keep quiet, keep your glare level with him. An easy task with him holding you up, his arm hooked around your thighs. His head tips back to look at you with a smile. "Aren't you pretty," He whispers, hardly phased by the run or your anger. When you don't respond he seems to find his head again, his smile dropping to something more serious.
"Fine, courting later, business now." He sets you back down, keeping a tight grip on your wrists now that you've proven yourself a runner. "I'm here to negotiate a trade, I need an escort," He explains, though you would think a man needing an escort would have a shorter handle on the ax at his hip.
"A bad liar," You amend your previous statement, tugging at his hold.
"Fine," He relents, "I want an escort. Escort me." He insists, tugging you against his chest again. You're really getting tired of bumping into him.
"Why? So you can lead a raiding party back as soon as I turn around?" You spit.
“To what end?” The viking asks, tips his head to the side, his eyes hard on you, “What use do we have for dead healers?” 
You stop your struggling, stunned. He’s not wrong, but he speaks to an understanding of your village you hadn’t expected. How much did this man and his company know about you? How many scouts had walked your paths, watched your neighbors work? He’s right, dead healers are useless, but so are port healers. Vikings are only as strong as their weakest man, wouldn’t they prefer to keep healers on hand?
“You said-” You swallow, “You said you were here to negotiate a trade. What- A trade for what?” He looks away from you, and you have your answer. You were right to run, he’s here for one of you.
“Let’s go,” He doesn’t pull you, but you follow him anyway. Your mind races, thinking through the people your elders would offer up. Who was the most skilled, the most expendable, weighing what you might get in return. What couldn’t these vikings offer you? Safety, rare goods, money, animals, friendship. Invaluable intangible things that would aid all of you, for whatever price they set. It’s still only the illusion of a choice.
Your wrist is still held tight in his grip as you walk beside him. An escort, what a joke. You’re not going to put in a good word for him or do anything more than act as a pass for him to walk your streets. You’re busy working on your escape plan when you smell it.
Smoke, just as you step clear of the forest.
"Gods," the man breathes, both of you standing on top of the hill at the edge of the forest, watching your home burn. Your eyes grow wide watching the fleeing shadows of raiders, the sacrifices of you kin. What are they doing? Why would they- A mass of fire belches from the center of your village, the man covers your eyes, shields you from the heat of it with his cloak. The tattered tartan catches your attention, makes your heart pound in your chest. You recognize it, Mactavish. He was one of you.
"We have to go," He tells you. You try to pull yourself free, scream for your family down the hill. He catches you around the middle again, hauls you back into the safety of the forest. 
"Tell them to stop," you beg. Your sobbing pleas fall on deaf ears.
“Those aren’t my men,” He doesn’t set you down, transfers your squirming to his shoulder with a grunt and keeps his pace. You can still see the lick of flame and smoke through the trees. The only home you’ve ever known, gone in an instant and all you can do is watch. The forest grows thicker around you as you lay against the familiar unfamiliar tartan and let yourself be carried off like a spoil.
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pluck-heartstrings · 2 months
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I believe in flirty bully Moon supremacy.
There should always be more of it.
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Once he sees them blush for the first time, it triggers a switch in his internal processor. He gets the urge to see it all the time, even during inconvenient instances while on shift. All personal space goes out the window, nothing else matters but seeing that pretty pink one more time.
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strawbubbysugar · 6 months
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OOOHHHH CIRCUS BABY AND READER HAVE THE SAME FATHER????
I'm wondering if she's being honest here, because in sister location she gained Michael's trust only to get him scooped.
So is she telling the full truth? There's definitely some honesty to her words, seeing she's trapped, but I'm suspicious. And the vague "you won't die" from the last response I got is super ominous. And a quote. But still ominous.
I hope letting her out is more help than harm.
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Who wouldn’t trust this face? 🥺
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