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Prim's NaNoWriMo 2022
It's NaNoWriMo time, so I'm announcing it here too! Instead of just one, I'll be working on two WIPs I already have, Quiet in blue and Young Rivers (in your hands). What they are about?
You have seen me screaming over Quiet in Blue already– it's a grindeldore story, very precious and close to my heart because it tackles the hearing disability. And I try to keep it fluffy (I might have failed arleady tho) and with feeling-good-vibes, but we shall see how it goes. 💙
Link: click here
And Young Rivers (in your hands) is a recent project of mine, and some of you might have seen the snippets of it in the room where it happens – the story itself is basically a development of that small scene. Basically, I wrote it for Kinktober and uh decided that I'm going to turn it into a full WIP. So I did. Sue me. So, it's going to tell a story of Narcissa falling in love with Lucius and also being entangled into political scheming because it's partially inspired by Hamilton. Also, there's going to be smut and kink because yes.
Link: no link so far because it's not published. I will announce the story's arrival later tho. 🌿
I was thinking up a reader insert fic with royalty au elements and while in the end I kinda had to set it aside, one of the elements still stuck out to me. Now I’m no major in history and cultures so if this exists in real life please do tell.
Anywho,
What if royalty wasn’t gendered?
What if instead of blood and heritage the next ruler is selected by the ruling king/queen based on their skills—their strength for the kingdom.
What if the King rather than meaning “male leader” meant “leader who works upfront for the country, leading wars and creating laws”. We could have women standing a blade on her hip and axe on her back leading soldiers into war. She wouldn’t be a princess nor a queen but a King. Her reign celebrated by her subjects. We could have a king hold lavish parties and balls in their billowing skirts then wore capes and pants onto the battle field or perhaps even simply to trade affairs.
What if the Queen was the ruler of the shadows. What if the queen is the one who upheld the spy network. Was the first one to bring news of approaching armies or deviously plotting civilians to the King. Held royal tea parties to understand what gossip would reach royalty, then collect intel to hear the rest of the gossip stories. Queens could be seen wearing suits, a trick of the eye as some would assume it would be unable to hold as many weapons, but the queen’s deadliness lies in their skill to kill with a few, easy-to-hide, trusted weapons. Or a Jack of all spades queen in the puffy-est skirt imaginable hiding all manner of weapons in hidden pockets.
Princes and princesses would be selected successors taught under their respective ruler. Princess are taught by the queen. Princes taught by the king. Princesses would learn of poisons and gossip, Princes would learn how to plan attacks to conquer kingdoms or give speeches at royal ceremonies.
What more, the King and Queen wouldn’t have to be married. With successors chosen from the crowd the king and queen could simply be a duo of friends with immense power. They could be siblings, they could already have their own separate lovers, or they could hate each other immensely—only working together because they have to keep face and because their skills are evenly matched and they can’t kill each other. They could, of course, actually be in love, and we could have a male King and a male Queen, or a Female king and a Female Queen. We could have a Female king and a male Queen. Non binary kings and queens.
The people could know about this, or they could not. What if kids were just randomly picked up off the streets and given a chance at becoming King/Queen. An orphan could become the next king. A thief the next Queen. What if there were public trials where people would try to prove themselves worthy of succeeding the throne. What if selection didn’t start until they were older and the two that were selected already had their own relationships and were under the impression that they were going to have to marry someone else.
What if the king and queen did love each other and had a child who did not become a Prince or Princess because they don’t want their child to have to deal with all of the stuff they have to go though. What if that child becomes resentful of the Prince and Princess they could have been?
The possibilities are ✨endless✨. No more forced marriages into royalty. No more royal incest. No more “oh, I can’t marry you for you are a peasant”. No more gendered royalty!
Just an idea though :P
I’ve called this the BAMF royalty au in my notes so until someone comes up with a better name for it that’s all I’ve got.
dramione ff edit - the wicked thing about revenge by poppyclocks
cw - blood, explosions
available on ao3 & wattpad
GUYS GUYS C’MERE I GOT SOME GOOD SOUP
*showing you an emty bowl*
I LIED BUT CHECK THIS FIC OUT ITS SO GOOD AND RECENT AND NEW AND THE WRITING IS *CHEF KISS*
BAMF Tommy with his BAMF friends Purpled, Ranboo and Tubbo (LIKE FR these kids right here they are 10 years in the fic and just decked out in abilities, not like completely op but they are just so powerful and smart for their age)
https://archiveofourown.org/chapters/88691920?show_comments=true&view_full_work=false#comment_493504648
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
(of course the fic im recommending is SBI and Benchtrio and Tommy-centric 💅🏻)
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Mature
M/M
Kirk/Spock
14,043
Spock matriculates to Starfleet Academy with a mysterious past and an uncertain future. An unexpected roommate and a (somewhat) unprovoked bar fight are just the research opportunities needed for Spock, Kirk and even McCoy to learn the exact location of an alien heart.
Currently obsessed with this song. Reminds me of Aelin, Feyre, Mor, Mare, Katniss, or really any badass female character we all love ❤️
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Teen and Up
M/M
Kirk/Spock
16875 words; 11 chapters
Hey, you’re Spock right?” He hops out of the chair and comes over “Half human, half Vulcan?” Spock blinks, then swallows and nods. He just met this boy and already he’s-
“I’m Jim!” He holds up the ta’al and smiles “I’m three and I’m the world’s first half betazoid, half human.” He grins brightly “We have something in common.”
Spock stares, then holds up his own ta’al. “My name is Spock. I am approximately 6 terran years. It appears that we do.”