#lost prince

[lukochi]

The prince and the candy beast

[dear-starboy-kiss]

Sir knight!! Done

I didn't finish it because I was lazy, but it's finally here!!

[ashstories]

Danse Macabre

Prince Kimi Antonelli has spent seventeen years locked in a castle, hidden away because of a prophecy. When he finally escapes, hoping for freedom, he is captured by the ruthless pirate captain Oliver Bearman and his crew of misfits.

Taken prisoner and expecting the worst, Kimi instead finds himself drawn into a strange, broken family. As he grows closer to the enigmatic Captain Bearman, he discovers the truth: he is the Child of the Crystal Lily, a living prophecy with a power that could save the world—or destroy it.

With the royal fleet hunting him, dark forces rising from the sea, and his heart caught between duty and desire, Kimi must learn to control his power before it consumes everyone he loves.

⪻ Remember that macabre is the dance of Death itself. Don't believe everything you see. And can we even trust anyone? ⪼ 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/82739321/chapters/217824586#workskin

[light-darkness-dragon]

Progress report on the height chart! I have finally (after many art blocked days) I have finished the sketches for all 11 listeners. How I managed to get 11 full body sketches done is beyond me...

But, I plan on making these into other parts. Meaning that there will be a height chart for causal clothes, work clothes and whatever other clothes I can think of. But first just undergarments, to show off scars and marks on them.

ALSO, HAPPY BUGVERSARY TO THE BUG ARMY. I didn't really plan a drawing like I did last year, so I hope this sketch that does include Nash counts. XP

Can't tell you how much I love this community and how friendly every single person is. I'm so glad to spend another year with everyone and here's to making even more memories! (Hopefully nothing too angsty happens...)

So, yeah that's the progress on the height chart so far! Hope you guys like it as I can't wait to get this finished ^^

All listeners and art belong to me!

Height chart I got from somewhere (I can't remember XP)

And the series they were made for belongs to Obi!

[samanddean76]

Love's Menagerie

Title: Love's Menagerie

Pairing: Castiel/Dean Winchester

Rating: Explicit | Word Count: 26,112

Major Archive Warnings: None Apply

Tags: Alternate Universe - Royalty, Lost Prince, Courtesan Castiel, Animal Shifter Dean, Protective Castiel, Emotionally Hurt Dean, Omegaverse, Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Angst, Hurt/Comfort, Alpha Castiel, Omega Dean, Alpha Sam, Omega Jimmy, Alpha Chuck, Omega Rowena, Top Castiel/Bottom Dean, Knotting, First Time, Dean Winchester In Heat, Implied Mpreg, Children Appear As If By Magic, Kidnapping, Or A Poorly Explained Rescue Attempt, Mating Bites, Animal Transformation, Good Parent John Winchester, Everyone Looks Damn Good For Their Age, Magic, Potions, Only Explicit Sex Is Between Castiel/Dean, Feisty Dean, Sam Is So Done, Castiel & Dean Are Jack's Parents, Clairvoyance, Curses, The Boys Pine So Hard, Detox, True Mates, Written for Dean/Cas Pinefest 2025, Original Art by Morokolli

Summary: Castiel was the most trusted Alpha courtesan in the royal court. He obeyed all the commands that were given him, including the order to service a mysterious Omega who showed up at the castle in the middle of the night. Castiel was entranced by the desperate Omega, and he was gentle when he helped the young man through his first heat. But the Omega was clearly upset to have needed any aid, and once done, he wields a surprising strength and sucker punches Castiel before he flees into the night.

Dean was an Omega in dire need, searching for his destined true mate, when his heat was triggered. He couldn’t believe his luck when Castiel was delivered to his chambers. In a panic, once he realized that they had conceived, Dean fled and pined for his lost mate while he raised the children their one night of passion had helped to create. But how was he going to remedy the dilemma of no mate, and being shunned within his own kingdom?

Sam wasn’t about to let the foolish pride of his brother and his brother’s future mate stand in the way of their destined love. With a bold plan, he kidnaps Castiel and reunites them. Only to discover that the biggest hurdles to their happily ever after are only just beginning.

Here we go again! The boys are back and pining harder than ever before! It is a tale of a lost prince, a bold Omega, and the secrets that linger. Everything is not as it appears, and once the truth is told, nothing will ever be the same again.

I wish to thank @morokollisyo for bringing my vision to life with so many gorgeous pieces! Thank you to @jld71 for being an amazing beta and keeping my tenses wrangled! And thank you most of all to the @deancaspinefest mods, Cass and Mittens! They have created a wonderful environment that fosters some amazing creativity.

I hope you all enjoy the story as much as I loved writing it!

Story on AO3 | Art on AO3

[deancaspinefest]

Love's Menagerie

Author: SamandDean76 | Artist: Mörökölli

Posting on Saturday March 15

Castiel was the most trusted Alpha courtesan in the royal court of Chuck and Rowena. He obeyed all the commands that were given him, including the order to service a mysterious Omega who showed up at the castle in the middle of the night. Castiel was entranced by the desperate Omega, and he was gentle when he helped the young man through his first heat. But the Omega was clearly upset to have needed any aid, and once done, he wields a surprising strength and sucker punches Castiel before he flees into the night. Dean was an Omega in dire need, searching for his destined true mate, when his heat was triggered. He couldn’t believe his luck when Castiel was delivered to his chambers. In a panic, once he realized that they had conceived, Dean fled and pined for his lost mate while he raised the children their one night of passion had helped to create. But how was he going to remedy the dilemma of no mate, and being shunned within his own kingdom? Sam wasn’t about to let the foolish pride of his brother and his brother’s future mate stand in the way of their destined love. With a bold plan, he kidnaps Castiel and reunites them. Only to discover that the biggest hurdles to their happily ever after are only just beginning.

Keep reading for a sneak preview!

Chuck met his gaze as he placed a thin hand on his shoulder and drew him closer. “Castiel, this is a very delicate matter. The young man had only just presented, and it had been assumed that he would be an Alpha. He was betrothed to an Omega princess, but now. Well, that’s not the important part.” Castiel remained passively calm while he listened to the king, knowing that it sometimes required him several long minutes before he came close to making whatever point he was driving towards.

“This boy was to be a king, and now. I know that you are aware that not all nations are as tolerant as we are.” Castiel nodded, for that was a simple fact. Valaria was a kingdom that had fully embraced both sides of their nature. They had taken the time to acknowledge that one half could not survive and thrive without the full support and cooperation of the other. Omegas lifted up their Alphas while the Alphas did everything in their power to cherish those who gave them their all. While some prejudices may still exist, as evidenced by the guard that Castiel still couldn’t drudge up any sympathy for, other nations were not so kind or fair to all of their people.

“He was left to suffer unattended for almost two days now. And this is his first time. I need you to be gentle with him and give him all that he requires.” Castiel couldn’t stop his eyelids from falling shut as the wretched news hit him full force. An Omega that was in such dire need, having been denied so long already, their body would be in a desperate state. They would require that Castiel give everything he had to offer.

Including his seed.

On any other occasion, Castiel would drink the serum, and he would be rendered sterile for the duration of the coupling. The Omega would still gain what they required – an infusion of pheromones and his release, but Castiel wouldn’t risk leaving a child alone in the world. For he was not of royal lineage and any child he sired would be cast off. Given to others to be raised as a servant who might one day follow in his father’s footsteps.

While Castiel had indeed made the best of his lot in life, he would never dream of wishing it upon another. Especially one who was completely innocent and would only be seen as an unwanted byproduct of a necessary evil. One that should have been royalty otherwise and would have been allowed to lead a life of leisure. Instead, that dream would be cruelly snatched away, and the child would know drudgery and unless incredibly fortunate, a short and hard life followed by an unremarkable death. Mourned by no one when their existence should have been heralded.

Keep reading on Ao3 after Saturday March 15 🌲Find more 2025 Pinefest previews here 🌲

[diamondzoey]

Some questions for the Knight squad!

1. What kind of horse do they have

2. Favorite food or drink

3. So imagine when the knight squad goes to the wizard place and when he opens the door he sees 9 people in armor XD

4. What kind of skill do they have

5. Favorite hobby

6. What’s something that calms them down?

7. How did they meet William and what was their first impression of him?

@rozeliyawashereyall @piffany666 @aspenm00n @lightdragon789 @tiefling-chaos @strayharmony943 @stxph-artist @astralbulldragon13 @not-5-rats

A/n: I hope I tagged everyone and if I didn’t than let me know and you can answer if you have a knight listener

[damedechance]

The Sea Has Many Voices

The Sea Has Many Voices

Read on AO3 | Pillars, Part 1

Pairing: Gwynriel

Rating: Explicit (for violence, sexual themes, and eventual smut)

Summary: One fateful Night in the Kingdom of Illyria, assassins break into the castle, effectively eliminating the entire monarchy. Gwyneth Berdara, newly appointed knight, is tasked by the General to find the Lost Prince, of whom she's only heard in stories. While Cassian attempts to hold the monarchy together in the power vacuum created by the attack, Gwyn enlists the help of her friend, Nesta Archeron, in finding this Prince, who just might be their only hope. If only Prince Azriel had any interest at all in occupying the throne.

Everyone, say hello to Prince Az! I'm excited to finally post this introduction. I did write a little sneak peak, alternate ending a long time ago: Pillars from the Sea, if you'd like to read more. But for now, here's a snippet of Chapter 1 (see below).

Standing with her hand on the door handle, Gwyn had already come face to face with hesitation and swallowed it whole. Her pulse was still frantic, and her breathing had never quite calmed, but that feeling of imminent doom was beginning to fade, as she turned the handle, and swung the door open.

Moonlight streamed in through the King’s bedroom window in a brilliant white beam that shot across the room and landed perfectly upon his opulent bed. It made the sapphire blue of his blankets impossibly deep–like a crystalline sea. The whites of his sheets made crisp. It revealed the fine grain of the wood of his headboard, and cast the intricate carvings in stark relief. An entire hunting scene, of men with bows and stags with impressive antlers. A fur laid across the foot of the bed, gray and soft, and the gauzy curtains around the bed rustled across it in the errant breeze coming in through the window.

Gwyn would have paused anyway, at that gentle sight alone. But at the center of the bed, laying on his back, was King Armaros.

He wore his night clothes, white and translucent, and decidedly common looking. His long, peppered hair was unbound, in disarray across his pillow, and matted on one side of his head. His face was turned towards her, and his mouth was wide open, slack and unhinged. His eyes bore into her, vacant and already clouded over with something milky white.

On the side of his head, right at the soft spot of his temple, was a gaping hole. Thick, black clots of blood collected around the edge of the wound, with pieces of white poking out. Bone. Someone had hit him with so much force that his skull had caved in, that blood leaked down from the wound in streams towards his eyes, his nose. The injury must have been fresh, because he was still bleeding, soaking through the pillow and blankets.

And because standing over him was a dark figure, a silhouette leaning across his body with a knife held in the air. The moonlight glinted across the steel, caught on the beading blood that must have still been hot. This intruder had plunged the knife into the side of the King’s head, mere moments before she had walked into the room.