#fantasy au

[squidinu]

faux hero

[dilfinite]

fantasy au infinite would have an erotrap dungeon

[unapologeticallylorenz]

Sneak Peek at Chapter 3 of "If No Man is an Island..."

“Well, Icchan,” Okuto said softly, turning back to the bedroom with a sigh, “looks like I have a little work to do.” Okuto found his small traveling pack upon the footboard bench, likely left there by Hanta after he and Ami had come to collect Okuto and Kana for the marriage contract meeting. Although he was supposed to live here with the prince, Okuto found himself hesitant to begin unpacking. He had the distinct impression that the prince was determined to have nothing to do with Okuto, but that wasn’t surprising. Most people, upon realizing Okuto housed the potential for unchecked darkness magic, tended to steer clear of him, and Prince Aiki hadn’t been subtle about his feelings regarding the arrangement in general. No, it would be best if Okuto waited to ask permission to put away his things, but in the meantime… Okuto moved to the bed, his hand trailing along the silky sheets until he came to the sleep shirt the prince had left there. It was half buttoned up and made of a light blue material that felt soft in a well-used kind of way. Not thinking anything in particularly, Okuto picked up the shirt, raised it to his face and took a whiff of the slightly askew collar. Immediately his senses were overwhelmed with a heady mix of cotton, herbal shampoo, sweat, and something unmistakably masculine underneath it all. Okuto had to swallow back the sudden pooling saliva in his mouth. That refreshingly bright smile Prince Aiki had flashed him in the downtown area reappeared in Okuto’s mind. Oh, what he would give to have the prince look at him like that all the time. Like Okuto had value, not as a well of magic power, but as a person. Like he was someone worth knowing. Like… maybe… “Prince Aiki,” Okuto whispered, breathing in deeply once again, his nose pressed right up against the fabric, “my… fiancé.” Their relationship had been engineered by several well-meaning people, but Okuto wouldn’t delude himself with flights of fancy. Physical intimacy and romantic love were not mutually exclusive. Okuto had essentially been given a deed to claim territory over the prince’s body but no one could sell him the prince’s heart. That genuinely kind, helpful, and charming man Okuto had glimpsed downtown was never meant for someone like him. Okuto would need to remain content with his lot.

In a world where everyone has some level of magic prowess there are a rare few people who can tap into the magic plane and release it's energy like a flood. These people are called Fonts. Okuto Nakamura happens to be one of them.

Due to his inability to always contain this power it's imperative that Okuto have strong physical bonds to help ground him into the physical plane. Due to his rare strength in darkness magic, the king refuses to let Okuto fall through the cracks and arranges for him to marry someone with high compatibility that will keep him shackled to both the physical plane and to the Kingdom itself; his own son, Prince Aiki. Prince Aiki, resentful of the arrangement, has spent most of his youth rebelling against the idea of being tied down.

Okuto believes a great amount of debt is owed to the Kingdom and holds no ill will towards his cold fiance. But if Aiki is unwilling to strengthen their physical bond then Okuto cannot fully utilize his magic. At least, not without posing great danger to himself in the process. Can Okuto prove himself to be worthy of the title of Sage without access to his full magic potential?

Okuto is kind of a freak in the manga and I hopefully will be portraying that particular part of his personality well enough in chapter 3, which is when we earn that E rating! 👀 I hope you're all excited to see exactly how much Okuto has been waiting for this very moment.

That being said, I expect the content might make some people nope out of this fic, which is absolutely fair. Still, for those who are titillated by a little fun time… well. Let’s just hope I meet your expectations.

[nepobebe]

stole this from my twitter ! // superbat, fantasy au

bruce wayne, former prince of gotham, getting usurped and exiled by his subjects after his parents were murdered

years pass and he learns how to live off the land on the outskirts of a nearby city, only sneaking into town when he needs new horseshoes but quick to leave, always paranoid he'll be found out. there's a significant warrant out for him, and someone will get a hefty sum for him

dead or alive

so bruce lives in the forest, under a waterfall in a cave. its dark, damp, and defeaning, but its home. no one comes here.

except... one day, while he's washing his laundry by the banks, he glances up just in time to witness a man being stabbed and shoved over the crest of the waterfall, to plummet to his death

bruce runs for him, with no doubt that he wont make it in time, but trying anyway

the man lands, heavy, at the base of the waterfall and doesnt resurface. when bruce glances up, the perpetrators are gone and all thats left is the roar of the water and the heat of the sun simmering the back of his neck as he dives in after the man.

bruce finds the body and resurfaces somewhere down the river, the current too swift for him to swim against with such a large man acting as a dead weight.

but he is--blessedly--not dead. just unconscious. bleeding from a stomach wound that surely must be stinging, in definite need of first aid

but alive

bruce carries the man 'home'. he's dressed like a noble. brilliant white trimmed with gold, and a heavy ripped cape the color of rubies.

but right now he's just a man, one that needs help, so bruce helps.

---

when kal-el, prince of the kingdom of krypton, wakes up he thinks he's being greeted by an angel. brilliantly black hair, stormy grey eyes, and gentle hands that lift him to help him drink water.

his heart throbs in time with the wound in his belly in an instant.

"careful," the angel hums. "i'll take care of you."

and kal believes him with all his heart

---

kal learns that thomas, the angel, made a home here after his family sadly perished from the plague. he can't stand to be around people, kal also learns, but he's always gentle when he speaks with kal, so maybe he's just shy.

above all else, he's as beautiful and brilliant, and kal wants to bring his saviour with him home, to krypton. thomas refuses.

the first dozen times kal-el waxes poetic to him, about how his home is beautiful and safe. about how thomas would fit right in, how kal would give him all the treasures and protection he could ever want

thomas always always refuses, citing that he's happy here, alone and forgotten in a forest.

after a month of being with thomas, kal tries something else. its a full moon when he steps out of the cave, his wound mostly healed if not for the dark veins sprouting from it-- poison, thomas had told him. he'd gotten most out, but kal will need a more advanced healer to recover the rest of the way.

on the full moon night, kal drops to one knee as soon as bruce emerges from a meadow, a basket full of vegetables for dinner at his side.

"... hasty, arent you?"

"dedicated," kal responds, softly. "allow me to prove myself to you. you saved my life and i want to repay you."

"with marriage."

"a partnership. more, later, if you allow. but protection nonetheless."

"and what makes you think i need protecting?" thomas says, brushing past

"because youre the lost prince of gotham," kal says, stopping bruce in his tracks.

"your kingdom is in shambles without you."

"... they didnt want me. nor need me." bruce keeps walking, and kal follows. theres a resigned cut to his shoulders, and a tremble in his hands

kal-el reaches out and lays his palm against bruce's back.

"i want you," kal whispers. "anything you have to offer."

"you dont /know/ me." bruce's voice goes sharp, but he doesnt pull away from kal's touch.

"i know your heart. thats enough. just... think about it?"

"mm."

---

ANYWAY this was supposed to be horny and they fuck in the cave and kal gets all lost in bruce's eyes before he realizes they look familiar and it turned out bruce was betrothed to him when they were both kids LOL but i got distracted with fantasy superbat tendernism....

something something kal is still an alien but its a well kept secret and the people who stabbed him are a secret society trying to plot the downfall of krypton

something something bruce detectives his way through the mystery and kicks ass + horseback cuddling, starlit sex, probably them flirting with eachother in a tavern and having semi-public, semi-drunk sex out back LOL

(bruce having a conniption being around so many people at once and its Too Loud and!! he hates it!!!! so kal, who accidentally got a lil too drunk off wine, just takes him and kisses him silly in a dark booth at the back of the inn until he calms down mmm mm m mmm)

ANYWAY im never writing this fully so if anyone wants to steal this idea go for it!!

[ellen-of-oz]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 11/11 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Castiel/Dean Winchester Characters: Sam Winchester, Bobby Singer (Supernatural), Ellen Harvelle, Jo Harvelle, Metatron (Supernatural), Garth Fitzgerald IV, Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural), Rowena MacLeod, Crowley (Supernatural), Mary Winchester Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Secret Identity, Memory Loss, Curses, Magic, Prophecy, Canon-Typical Violence, Manipulation, Prince Castiel (Supernatural), Found Family, hidden identity, Love vs Duty, POV Dean Winchester, Sellsword Dean Winchester, Protective Dean Winchester, Mercenaries, Sellsword, Mercenary Dean Winchester, Fantasy AU, Royalty AU, Protective Castiel, Bobby Singer is Dean and Sam Winchester's Parent, Hurt Dean Winchester, Angst with a Happy Ending, Angst, Royalty, Ellen Harvelle and Bobby Singer are Dean Winchester's Parents, Bobby Singer is Dean Winchester's Parent, Adopted Dean Winchester and Sam Winchester, Smart Dean Winchester, Alternate Universe - Medieval, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean Winchester, Top Castiel (Supernatural), Bottom Dean Winchester Summary:

Dean Winchester’s done a lot of stupid jobs, but escorting a pretty noble into the Forgotten Forest might be the worst. The pay is suspicious, but he needs to provide for his family. A pilgrimage into a cursed forest can’t be that dangerous… right?

Dean’s got a curse of his own, one that punishes those he gets close to, but he can’t stop wanting the man he’s supposed to protect. The deeper they travel, the more time goes wrong and memory slips. Can his training keep him (and his secrets) safe, or will an old prophecy tear everything apart?

[glitterverse-extras]

Magic Known

Shigure: Shadow

Yuki: Unknown

Kyo: Unknown

Hatori: Unknown

Haru: Unknown

Momiji: Unknown

Kaddar: Unknown

Kai: Unknown

Fang: Unknown

Kanau: Unknown

Khaelik: Unknown

Pink Hikari: Unknown

Sora: Unknown

[no-aax]

I saw an idea on Pinterest, and of course, these cute idiots came to mind. That's all I can say, because it was a painful week (⁠╥⁠﹏⁠╥⁠).

The characters belong to: @thunder-shadow