hey! i know you have rec’ed royalty au fics before but they’re my FAVORITE dnf tripe so i was wondering if you or any followers had any new ones to recommend? preferably complete bc i’m an instant gratification kinda gal 🥲💞 fantasy au’s kinda go hand in hand w royalty imo so feel free to include those as well! THANK U IN ADVANCE !!!❤️🤍💜💙
its been nearly a year since the last list so here you go !
royalty aus
— throne of gold by effervescentwolf (teen | comp. | 11k)
“My bed is cold,” he adds, unable to stop himself, and Dream glances at it.
“Shall I warm it for you?” he asks, like it’s normal, even as George’s face heats, even as George feels guilty and embarrassed but more than that wants so badly to say yes.
“Your shift has ended,” George notes quietly.
“Do you want me to warm your bed for you, Your Majesty?” Dream repeats, and George is just a man.
“George,” he says, hushed. They stare at each other. “Call me George.”
— Devotion by Bagelrites (expl. | comp. | 4k)
After George's coronation, Dream can tell George is feeling tense. He offers to help him relax with a massage, as well as whatever else his majesty desires. His King deserves to be worshiped, after all.
— Ever a surprise by dangergranger, shadeofblue (gen | comp. | 6k)
George’s first dance with his knight.
— royals by validvali (expl. | comp. | 8k)
dream's attempt to live a normal college life is turned around when his roommate is revealed to be the crown prince, george.
— regnum nostrum by silversandstone (teen | comp. | 7k)
In the wake of the king's death, Dream and George make space for tenderness, finding their place in the kingdom and at each other's side.
— Born to the Purple by yungluv (teen | comp. | 60k)
an arranged marriage between polar opposite personalities leaves little room for the freedom that Dream so desperately longs for. Until it doesn't.
i miss back when george was king. all he did was build cute house, be pretty, and make his knight bf start a war over a little mushroom cottage. petition for george to start including himself in the lore again
i am on a dnf HIGH rn so here’s this. sorry if it sucks i wrote it over the span of like 10 minutes while listening to heat waves on repeat. this is kinda weird cause i went with the knight!dream and king!george au but made it younger cjxksk
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“Can I go now?”
“George, you know that is not how you speak to your father.” George rolled his eyes.
“May I be excused, your majesty?” He asked sarcastically.
“Yes, you may be excused.” George stood up and left the room, anxious to get out of there. He had to have meetings with his parents every week, and every week they got increasingly boring. He still was years away from being king, so there was no reason to have to study everything about it constantly.
“Hey, how was the meeting?” George stopped in his tracks, seconds away from running into his best friend.
“You scared the crap out of me, Clay,” he said, but he was laughing. “It was boring, as always. You know how it is.” Clay nodded.
“You wanna go for a walk? It’s pretty late now, we could see the stars.” George glanced up at the taller boy, and smiled.
“Great, let’s go.” The two headed in the direction of the nearest exit, joking around the whole way. Clay was the son of a knight at the palace, destined to be one when he was an adult. George being the prince, the two had grown up together, best friends since practically birth. George did everything with him, he was the closest friend he had.
They reached the exit, and began their trek through the garden to the field on the hill about half a mile away. There was a tree positioned almost perfectly, allowing shade during the day but still space to see the night sky.
“Tell me why I agreed to come out here with you again?” George teased, growing tired even though the walk wasn’t that far.
“George," Clay pretended to be offended. “It’s because you love me,” he joked, playfully shoving George aside.
“Oh ha ha, you wish I did,” George responded, earning a laugh from Clay. George loved his laugh, even though it kind of sounded like a tea kettle. George loved a lot of things about Clay, like his sandy hair in the moonlight and the way his eyes sparkled in the sun. Wait, what? George thought. Why am I thinking about my best friends eyes?
“Georgie, come on, you’re so slow,” Clay said, pulling George from his thoughts.
“Shut up, you’re an idiot,” George replied eloquently.
“Very creative, George. I must say, your insults have really come a long way.” George lightly punched Clay on the shoulder, and there his laugh was again. It was a comforting sound, it always had been.
At last, they reached the top of the hill, and the two laid down in the grass side by side, gazing at the sky.
“Hey, that one kind of looks like you,” George said, pointing at a particular section of stars.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“It looks like a pile of shit,” George said, unable to contain his smile.
“You’re an absolute idiot,” Clay replied.
“I know, but you still love me.”
“Yeah, I do.” George glanced at Clay, his voice suddenly quiet.
“You alright?” he asked, worriedly. Clay took a second to respond.
“Uh, yeah, I’m alright.” He coughed, and George leaned back over to look at the stars. And then, after a moment, “George?”
“Yeah?”
“Do you ever just think about life? And how we really only get to live once?”
“Don’t start getting emotional about YOLO on me now,” George joked, but the look on Clay’s face shut him up. “What’s up, Clay?”
“I just can’t stop thinking about how this is it, I’ll never be this age again. We only get one chance to live, one chance to really make it count.” Clay turned to face George, and their eyes met. “I can’t stop thinking about us, George.”
“What about us?” George’s voice was impossibly quiet. It was then he noticed that their faces were close, really close.
“You know what I mean.” George could feel Clay’s breath on his face, he could taste it.
“I don’t,” he replied.
“Don’t tell me you haven’t noticed,” Clay said. George’s eyebrows scrunched together in confusion. What hadn’t he noticed? “Come on, George. You don’t notice it when I stare at you a little longer than normal, how I’m always closer to you, how I always have been-” As if finally realizing that George had no idea what he was talking about, Clay stopped. “You really don’t get it, do you?” George shook his head. Clay got up, breaking the moment, and began walking away.
“Clay, where are you going?” George called out, scrambling to get up.
“George, I’m sick of living a lie.” George didn’t have time to ask what on earth he meant before Clay was taking his face in his hands and slamming their lips together. George froze for a second before responding, pushing back against Clay’s. He didn’t even think about what this meant, only the fact that his lips were on Clay’s and oh my god this is amazing. After a moment, Clay pulled away.
“Do you get it now?” George nodded, unable to form a coherent thought after what just happened. “I’m in love with you, George. I always have been, all along. I wasn’t going to tell you because I didn’t want to ruin our friendship, but I couldn’t hold back anymore. I want to be yours, George, and I want you to be mine.” George’s heart was pounding. He didn’t know what was happening, why Clay was confessing, or how he felt about it. Sure, he had always had a special bond with Clay, but that didn’t mean he liked him, right? But the kiss, he thought. The kiss was definitely something he needed to think about.
“Uh. . .” George started, but he didn’t even know where he was going. Clay looked at him again, and then sighed.
“I’m sorry,” Clay said, before turning around and running back to the castle, leaving George on the hill under the moonlight.
~~
Two days later, George was still pretty shocked. He hadn’t done anything, barely paying attention to his classes and skipping meals. He also hadn’t talked to Clay, which was affecting him the most. George had never gone longer than a day without seeing him, let alone talking to him.
“George, are you and Clay okay? Normally you guys are joined at the hip.” As if reading his thoughts, George turned from his position on the bench in the gardens to see his friend, Nick, standing a couple feet away.
“Er, yeah, we’re fine.” Even George knew that wasn’t believable.
“Just tell me, George. This isn’t like you guys.” George sighed, as much as he didn’t want to, he knew Nick could help him.
“Clay confessed. . . to liking me. And he kissed me.” Nick didn’t even look fazed.
“So, what’s the issue?”
“What do you mean, what’s the issue? He kissed me!”
“Well yeah, you guys have been like fake dating for forever.” George’s jaw dropped. “Don’t tell me you haven’t realized it yet.” George just continued staring. “Oh my God, George!”
“Yeah, we’ve always been super close, and sure it’s crossed my mind, but I don’t like him, do I?” George was extremely confused.
“Did you like it when he kissed you?” George thought about it for a second.
“Yeah, I did. His lips were soft.” After he said it, George mentally slapped himself. “Oh my god! I love Clay!” Nick just rolled his eyes.
“I think he’s in his room, you guys need to talk.” George nodded, and sprinted off in the direction of Clay’s room. His mind was racing, what was he even going to say? Whatever, he would figure it out when he got there. He reached the door, and stood to catch his breath for a moment. He stood up straight to knock on the door, but it opened to Clay before he could.
“George? What are you doing here?”
“I need to talk to you, Clay.” Clay nodded, and the two walked back into the room.
“I know what this is about, George, and I just wanted to say that I’m sorry, I shouldn’t have done that and I shouldn’t have told you, I’ve screwed everything up-”
“Clay, shut up.” The blonde looked at him, slightly surprised, before closing his mouth. “I should be the one apologizing. I hadn’t realized it then, but I love you Clay. Just like you said, I always have. Please, forgive me, I didn’t know what to do-” George was interrupted by the pure bliss of Clay’s lips on him, and instead of wasting a second like last time, George immediately melted into the kiss. It was soft, and it was perfect. George could get used to this.
More knight!Dream and king/prince!George fics? Perhaps? Mayhaps? Or even knight!George and royalty!Dream tbf.
Thankyouuuu!!!
here are a few knight!george fics but since there arent a lot ill do some knight!dream too
knight!george & royal!dream
— My Prince by travvymybeloved (teen | comp. | 6k)
Soulmate AU: When you look in the mirror, you can’t see your own reflection, just your soulmate. When Crown Prince Dream was told he was being assigned a personal guard who wasn't his best friend, Sapnap, he didn't have high expectations. That was before he realized his new knight was his soulmate; dedicated, supportive, and impossible to read George.
— Of Kings and Lionhearts by Greencheetahlover (teen | wip | 9k | graphic violence)
Dream is the King who doesnt want to be and George is the knight that gets roped into his shenanigans.
— But When You Open Up That Door by knotty_sequoia (expl. | comp. | 3k)
Knight Dream and Prince George work out their feelings.
— moon tides by othxllo (mature | comp. | 6k)
High off the cliffsides, a King and his knight face the world together. Like the moon commands the sea, Dream is commanded by the strength of regal gazes and dark eyes, and holds George together when the man finds weakness in silence.
— your touch, my comfort by marssmile (gen | comp. | 1k)
George is a deep sleeper, this is a well known fact to Dream. It’s not rare for the prince to talk and mumble in his sleep, nor is it strange for Dream to have to gently coax him back into bed after he catches the man trying to leave the bedroom for a midnight sleep-filled walk.
What isn’t normal, though, is George having nightmares. Let alone ones that leave him in tears.
— sweet prince by Anonymous (expl. | comp. | 8k)
After a rough few weeks, a tired knight finds himself seeking comfort in his prince.
I was wondering if you know any fics that are prince/king George and knight dream?
sorry for the wait !
honestly i dont read a lot of these type of fics much but heres what i found
royal george x knight dream
— Try by Not4typicalwriter | gen | complete | 6k
summary: The day in which King George has a line of suitors come and try to win him over.
The palace staff tries to help their king filter out the bad people,
But no one is a harsher judge that the king's own knight, Dream.
— my prince by luckylikeyou | teen | complete | 3k
summary: George wants to complain at how Dream is fussing over him; he has been outside before during the winter, he knows how to dress himself. But as Dream grabs a pair of gloves and gently slides them onto his hands, he bites his tongue. Dream is George’s knight, and it’s a knight’s job to take care of their prince.
— how love ought to be by moonsooms | teen | complete | 8k
summary: Four different times Prince George had snuck away, and his knight always followed.
— Long Live the King by orphan_account | explicit | complete | 18k
summary: He doesn’t know what the plan is, he’s really making this up as he goes, but when he sees Dream is staring at him, those green eyes already begging, he knows he has no reason to worry. He should’ve known. They’re always going to come back to one another.
In which, George is king, and he's just gotten a new knight.
— i can take it if it’s what i want to do by andthentheybow | mature | complete | 2k
summary: According to tradition, the newly-crowned king must hold a competition for suitors to attempt to win his heart. He may or may not rig it in favor of his knight.
— black rose by horizens | explicit | complete | 22k
summary: George has always had a soft spot for his personal knight Dream, but when a mysterious gift arrives at the prince’s chamber just a few hours before a ball is scheduled to begin, he starts to seriously rethink the boundaries of their relationship.
