Jun. 3rd, 2016 at 10:40 PM
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[ This is a disaster. A 'fucking disaster', Will would say, except then Hulkenberg would have his ear for it.
He resists the urge to reach up and touch the false horns on his head, not willing to draw attention to them as he stands at the altar, hands clasped in front of him. His father's death was not entirely unexpected, but the manner of it was - an assassination. Much like the one that had been attempted on Will some years back, this one actually succeeded, leaving Euchronia with only Will as the heir.
He's barely eighteen, and there were already whispers about how suitable he was going to be as a king. There'd be more, if not for his father's magic whisking the royal palace into the sky and declaring a popularity contest to be the next king.
So, his claim to the throne is, essentially, forfeit, if he can't manage to beat the more popular contestants. It was a Clemar knight in his service, Strohl da Haliaetus, who had hesitantly suggested the idea of marriage.
Trusting Will to rule was apparently out of the question, but throwing his weight behind one of the front runners would give them a boost in popularity; a tacit if not outright endorsement via marriage. Unfortunately, that had only left him with two truly viable options - Louis Guiabern and Sanctifex Forden.
He didn't like either of them. Louis, because he suspected he had a hand in his father's death, and the man's ruthless creed had always sat uncomfortably with the prince when he spoke of it.
Forden, though - Forden would be more of the same. More of the same rule that had slowly sapped his father's joy and will to live. Equally as likely to have assassinated his father, there was something about the man that made Will's skin crawl in his presence, more than Louis ever had.
In the end, he sent the offer to Guiabern.
To his partial surprise, he'd accepted. Maybe he wanted the easy boost to his popularity, not that he really needed it. Maybe he thought he could use Will to circumvent the Royal Magic. Regardless of his motives, it lead to this moment in time:
Will standing at the altar of the Grand Trad Sanctist church, clad in royal white for the wedding, Hulkenberg at his side to act in place of his father giving him away.
Coming down the other end of the aisle was the broad form of Louis Guiabern himself, similarly dressed, and his entourage at his heels. Even as he approached, Will met his gaze, unable to cede to the role of scared prince at his own damn wedding.
Instead, when Louis got close enough, he offered him his hand wordlessly. ]
Oct. 14th, 2020 at 11:32 PM
one idiot hero, hot and ready.
"but is he fresh?"
he's HOT. and he's READY.
Sep. 28th, 2020 at 2:51 PM
shock me with your electric feel
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Jan. 22nd, 2019 at 5:13 PM
[ on the list of weird places ann had been? this place was definitely at the top and quickly becoming her most disliked.
being whisked away to some weird, undisclosed location, and being told they needed to have sex or there'd be consequences? it was bad. it sounded like an adult's weird porno. she'd spent the first half of her time here trying to get out, to figure out who was behind all this, or to at least get a message out to her friends.
when all of these options failed, well. she didn't exactly give up, but she told the band that was counting down days on her arm that she wasn't going to do what it wanted her to. there would be consequences? then bring on the consequences. she wasn't afraid of anything they could throw at her.
(she was, of course, afraid of what they could throw at her, but she wasn't about to give up. akira and ryuji would have never let her down, so she couldn't either).
so, when she woke up in a fancy hotel room, she at first had the thought that maybe she'd been sent home or something.
then she realized the band was still on her arm, flashing, and she was dressed in some weird lingerie - a fancy bra and panties, and a red slip of a dress that was barely a dress. ]Oh, you've
got to be kidding me.
[ she groaned, crossing her arms across the low cut shirt and looking around. ]
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