#queen!au

[herald-divine-hell]

Queen Alexandra Caera Trevelyan.

[deakyspace]

moodboard : fem!queen or king

got a bit inspired by @stayinqpower 's au but i did the girls in my perspective!! 💕

[mirkwoodshewolf]

Aladdin Queen fic John Deacon x reader chap. 4; The Cave of wonders

*Author’s note*

And here we go with the next part, I hope you all are enjoying this story so far cause the next part is gonna be REALLY fun, I assure you you won’t regret it. Until then, here we begin the adventure into the Cave of Wonders WOOOOOO. So we’re about half way through the binge read so I’ll stop talking and allow you guys to continue onward with the fic :) Enjoy my lovelies :)

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@psychosupernatural​

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@waddles03​

@ixchel-9275​

@georgesgentlyweepingguitar​

@queendeakyy​

@simonedk​

@geek-and-proud​

@kairosfreddie​

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All night up until the morning, I felt like I was riding on top of something and due to the awful smell I knew it was a camel. With the sun now high in the sky, we finally stopped somewhere and I was placed on the ground before the bag was released from my head.  There I saw Abu who hugged me and I pet him back.  I looked around to see that we were basically in the middle of nowhere.

“Where am I?”

“In a world of trouble lass.” I turned to see an old man sitting beside me.  His hair was receded and the only facial hair he had was a mustache on his upper lip.

“The ring? Is that what this is all about? Because I didn’t steal it, the servant…..”

“What would a servant be doing wearing a ring gifted to him by the Queen of Leicester?” the man asked.

“The Queen? No, no. he said it was from—”

“His mother?” he said as he looked at me.  He shrugged and said, “Well at least he didn’t lie about that.”

“A—are you saying that he was…I’ve been talking to Prince John Deacon?”

“He was toying with you. Unlike Prince Roger who fools around with every young girl, and Prince Brian who generally follows the rules and kindly declines a woman’s advances, Prince John likes to toy people that amuse him. The King of the one liner’s they refer to him back in England. Could hurt someone with just a single sentence from his poisonous tongue.”

I took the ring out from my pocket and looked down at it.

“Did you really think he liked you?” he chuckled softly before looking back outwards to the desert. “What do they call you?” I put the ring back in my pocket and said.

“(Y/n).”

“(Y/n). You and I are not so different. People like us must be realistic if…..”

“Us?” I said as I turned to him. “What do you mean by us? And just who are you anyway?”

“All you need to know is that I was once like you,” it was then he held up his hand and there on his pinkie finger was Prince John’s ring.  I quickly looked through my pocket and saw that it truly was gone. “a common thief.” I took back the ring as he continued, “Only I thought bigger. Steal an apple, and you’re a thief, steal a kingdom and you’re a statesman. Only the weak stop there. You’re either the most powerful person in the room, or you’re nothing. But you, you my dear have stumbled upon an opportunity. I can make you rich.” He said as he looked at me.

Rich? Just how rich?

“Rich enough to impress even Prince John himself. But nothing comes for free.” He turned away from me and I looked down at the ring.  So if Prince John saw me with riches, he would be impressed then? I am just a commoner to him after all, and royalty never want to be seen with the commoners.

“What do I have to do?”

“There’s a cave nearby, and in it, a simple oil lamp. Retrieve it for me and I will make you wealthy enough to stand alongside Prince John. You’re nothing to him now, but once he sees you after your task is done, he will be yours.” He told me.  I thought it over and agreed.

And so for the rest of the day and into the night, we rode through the desert on camel back towards this cave where I would have to find the old man his oil lamp.

*3rd Person POV*

Back at the palace, John was standing there waiting for (y/n) to return with his ring.  So far it’s been over an hour according to the position of the moon and she still hadn’t shown up.  Coming from behind him was his friend Brian.

“Still waiting?” he asked as he stood beside his Leicester brother.

“No I was just…..” John sighed solemnly and continued as he faces the eldest Prince, “She promised me.” Brian nodded sympathetically and said.

“Roger and I will remain awake till you decide to come back. Goodnight Deacy.”

“Night Brian.” Brian then walked back towards their room while John sighed heavily again and looked down at his naked finger gently rubbing it.

*My POV*

Finally we arrived at what the old man called, “The Cave of Wonders”.  It was right where the desert and the mountain range met.  But what made the cave so unique was the entrance of the cave was a tiger’s head and in order to enter, you had to go into its open mouth.

“Once you’re inside, you will see more treasure than you could ever dream of. Bring me only the lamp and you shall have your reward. But take no other treasure no matter how sorely tempted you are. And believe me, you will be tempted.” He turned to me and I looked at him and he nodded at me, telling me to go.  I slowly walked towards the Cave of Wonder’s when suddenly it’s eyes glowed and a deep, thunderous voice spoke.

“Who disturbs my slumber?” Abu chattered frightenedly and hid behind me.  I turned towards the old man but he didn’t speak as he softly nodded again. I turned back towards the cave and said.

“It is I, (y/n).” the cave hissed and said.

“Proceed. Touch nothing but the lamp.”

“Stay close Abu.” I whispered as I slowly entered into the tiger’s mouth.  It quickly got darker and darker till I heard a cracking sound.  At first I thought the cave was gonna collapse, but I was dead wrong went the ground beneath me broke away and I was sent sliding down along the sand.

I screamed and held onto Abu as the two of us slid down before we were falling downward till finally we landed on solid rock. When the rumbling ceased and the sand finally stopped flying in the air, I coughed as I stood myself up.

“Whoa, what a mean slide.” Abu chattered as he shook himself of the sand.  Then the two of us jumped or walked down the rock pillars that resembled stairs.  All around us there were some jewels and treasures. Abu couldn’t help to want to touch silver blue rhinestone necklace. “Abu! Don’t touch, remember?” I picked him up and placed him on top of my shoulder.

I continued to walk along down the stairs and just before we reached the end of the stairway, I found more litter of necklaces and gold.  One necklace that glistened like John’s eyes was just calling out to me.

Slowly I felt myself reaching out for it, like I was being drawn to it.  I had to have it, I needed to have it.  Maybe this would impress John, if I had something that resembled him.

I felt a slap to my face and I gasped out as Abu chattered at me.  I shook my head snapping myself out of it and said.

“Thanks pal.” We continued on through until just barely three feet, we finally arrived at the bottom of the cave.  There standing before us were mountains of treasure. More treasure than all the kings and queens of the world could ever hope to have.  “Okay, now just where is that lamp?”

We walked through the treasure horde and Abu hopped off my back and hopped on top of some gold.  Then he landed on top of some more gold and jewels that stood in a gold platter, but it slowly began to tip over.  He leaped right for me just as the platter tipped over and landed with a loud slam, but the surprise jump Abu made at my chest, sent me backwards.

However instead of landing on rock, I ended up landing on something—smooth. Like woven fabric smooth.  I jumped back with a yelp and there hovering half of it’s body was a magic carpet.  The tassels and edges of it were gold while the rest of the carpet was an intricate pattern of thrones and tiger heads.  Purple, gold, a bit of green and a slight hint of red were the colors this magic carpet was made from.

It was then I noticed that it’s lower half was stuck underneath a large stone and it was trying to free itself.

“Abu, do you know what this is? This, is a magic carpet. So they really do exist.” Carpet tilted it’s front half at me like a curious animal as I knelt down in front of it.  I stood back up and I held out my hand to it and said, “Hello carpet.” With it’s tassel it shook my hand before turning towards Abu and tickling underneath his chin with it’s tassel which made Abu chatter and try to shove its tassel hands away. “Here, let’s see if I can’t get you out of there.”

It nodded and turned around to try and lift itself out but with no luck.  I turned my back towards the stone and gripped it with my hands.  I crouched down and proceeded to lift with my knees as hard as I could, straining and groaning till finally I saw carpet fly right out from under the stone.

Gracefully through the tips of the treasure, carpet flew majestically like a bird in the sky before coming down towards me and wrapping itself around me.  I giggled and said.

“Don’t mention it.” It patted my shoulder with its tassel and I said, “Hey Carpet, do you know where to find an oil lamp?” it nodded and levitated itself before doing the ‘follow me’ motion.  I followed behind him and the three of us took off deeper into the cave of wonders.

We walked and walked till finally just ahead of us stood a large rock formation that stood in the middle of a lake of sorts, and the only way to cross it was to hop across the small stepping stone formations that stood in the water.  Carpet pointed up towards the rock formation and I nodded.  I took Abu off my shoulder and told him.

“Alright Abu, wait here. And don’t. Move.” I walked on ahead and began jumping across the stones till I finally reached the end and stood before the rock formation.  I saw that there were very narrow steps to climb up on, so carefully I got down on all fours and walked upwards like a cat climbing the steps.

It was a strain, especially when one moment I thought I had totally lost my footing, but thankfully I kept a firm grip on the rocks and continued upwards.  I kept my eyes only at the lamp ahead instead of down to the ground (cause truthfully I didn’t want to know how high I really was).  

Finally after what felt like forever, I reached the top and managed to stand up.  Slowly I reached for the lamp and picked it up.  Thankfully nothing happened which gave me time to admire the lamp.  But like the old man said, it was a simple oil lamp so what was really special about it?

“This better be worth it old man, cause if this is just a simple oil lamp then—”

“INFIDELS!!!!” the cave of wonders proclaimed.  I quickly looked down to see that Abu had ended up touching something he shouldn’t have.

“ABU NO!!!”

“YOU HAVE TOUCH. THE FORBIDDEN TREASURE!! NOW YOU WILL NEVER AGAIN. SEE THE LIGHT OF DAY!!!!”

Suddenly lava shot out from the walls and began to swarm around the entire floor of the cave.  I quickly bagged the lamp to my pocket and raced down the stairs as best I could.  But soon the stairs crumbled and formed into a slide before a crack in it sent me flying high in the sky.

“Carpet!” I cried out and that’s when I saw him come by and he saved me from falling into the lava.  We flew high above the lava as it was starting to rise. “ABU! ABU WHERE ARE YOU!?” I cried out and that’s when I saw him jump around on a piece of rubble from the falling rocks.

I directed carpet towards him and I managed to grab him just before the lava sunk the rubble down into its fiery clutches. The lava was rising high and high until it was starting to form a wave.

“Carpet let’s move!” I cried out and he took off flying faster through the tight corners of the cave where we were just traveling through in finding the lamp.  Dodging falling boulders and rubble, along with crashing lava waves, carpet guided us through everything till we came back to the treasure room.

But we were not out of harms way just yet, for soon fire now shooting out from the floor below like geysers.  Carpet managed to dodge and swerve around most of them till we finally saw the exit.

“Come on we can make it! Faster carpet!” I urged him on and he flew faster.  Suddenly a boulder came down at us from nowhere and sent Abu and I flying towards the exit but carpet was falling right down towards the ground.  Abu managed to climb back up, I however was dangling for my life.  I looked up to see the old man kneeling down with his hand extended. “Help me up!”

“Throw me the lamp!” he proclaimed. Is he serious?! I’m dangling hundreds of feet to my death, the lamp can wait after he pulls me up.

“I can’t hold on. Give me your hand!” I pleaded.

“First give me the lamp!” he cried out once more. I reached down into my pocket and grabbed the lamp and held it out to him and he reached for it.  Finally he grabbed it and eyed it like it was a prized possession.  He chuckled and proclaimed. “YES!! AT LAST!!”

It was then Abu came into my view and tried to help me up but he was kicked away by the old man.  He then gripped my wrist harshly and pulled me up.

“What are you doing?”

“Giving you your reward my dear, your eternal reward.” It was then he pulled out from his garb, a long curved dagger.  Oh gods no! He wouldn’t!  He raised it up into the air but that’s when I saw Abu climb up his arm and bite the old man’s arm that held the dagger.  He cried out in pain and that’s when my grip was lost and I was sent falling down screaming.

I could hear Abu’s chatters just from above me, I fell down over rocks and rubble till I felt my head crash onto something and I blacked out, the last thing I felt was something catch me before my world went dark.

*3rd Person POV*

As the Cave of Wonders collapsed into rubble and dust, Iago flew off the old man’s shoulder cawing and squawking out.  The guards who accompanied the old man tried to reach out to help him, but he refused them and told them to get back and stay away from him.

“Dirty monkey. Second, second.” Before cackling. The old man’s appearance began to de-age and soon standing in the old man’s place was Paul Prenter.  Using some dark magic he was able to transform himself into an old man in order to trick (y/n) into going into the cave of wonders for him.

He quickly looked into his bag to see what he had been long searching for what he had longed for, the lamp.  But when he checked through his pack, and fully opened it.

It was gone.

He then let out an angry, defeated scream that echoed throughout the desert.

[pkmnsdarkqueen]

In the Darkness of the Throne Room (Queen au starter for...)

@hardboiledhandsome

Only an hour in and so far everything was running smoothly. It was boring, but smooth. She supposed that was something to be grateful for. Everything was normal with her dukes seated below her on the top of the first staircase. they had their partner pokemon beside them like her high knight did beside him. However he stood directly at her right ever vigilante and watching. Her own poem on were doing the same with the absolute and mightyena at the bottom of the steps, her greninja and bisharp above the dukes at the top of each staircase, and her mandibuzz perched above her throne. At least she had her umbreon on her lap to pet which kept her mildly entertained. 

Only last night she’d been having a lovely time with Riddler in the gardens talking about business for a bit before, well simply talking. It was so refreshing having someone who didn’t walk around egg shells with her. Where she didn’t have to say every right thing, or fake her personality. She wanted to be back there. In that freedom, one where she didn’t have to where a dress that reached to the floor, or get dressed to the tens to sit and listen to people bring in their baggage and woes. 

Honestly she had zoned out of the current conversation after finding out the whole issue was about the moving of a fence. Only a few more hours of this, she thought to herself masking her annoyance with an emotionless stare as always. The dukes were handling the issue just fine it seemed despite some bickering on the details which had been going on for twenty minutes now. Content with letting them figure this out she was able to notice once of the guards coming in signaling something to Nanu. That signal she knew, and her brow furrowed slightly wondering what was so important that they were wanting  the throne room cleared. 

“Your highness, I suggest you call the decision.”

Nanu whispered knowing as well as she did that this likely might go on a few more hours. Nodding to him Karen sat up, and cleared her throat. A moment later there was silence as the three sets of eyes looked up to her. 

“You will follow Duke Grimsley’s instructions, and I will make a note to have someone go over property guidelines. You’re dismissed.”

There was a grateful response from the woman before she was escorted out. Though only half paying attention she had picked up on Grimsley having the rationale response to the situation. Besides going with his ideas usually caused far less damage when she wasn’t listening. 

Once the woman was gone the queen’s attention was fully on the door as more guards stepped in to line the throne room. He already had a fair amount, so this seemed highly unnecessary. If she had a poor relations with her staff she might of had fear this was some kind of revolt. As her curiosity grew all of her questions were answered after seeing the person they were dragging in. 

The moment she did the woman had to bit the inside of her mouth to keep her reaction tame. While internally her heart began to pound the most her eyes did was furrow in curiosity as if she was only vaguely aware of who the person might be. Another part that she found difficult was not wincing as he was unceremoniously thrown on the floor. Despite her high seating she could tell he was wounded by stains of scarlet in his clothes, the odd bend of one arm as they were both tied behind him, and early signs of bruising on his skin. The only reaction she showed was gripping her umbreon’s fur when the guard who dragged him in set a blade to his throat. 

“An awful lot of security for one person. Please do explain why you brought someone in to bleed all over the floor?”

She questioned in a dulled monotone voice. Maybe they didn’t know everything, she rationalized. To them he was simply someone crossing the border. Sure it’d cause ripples with his home kingdom, but if they didn’t know who he truly was then there was hope she-

“He’s ex-dragon kingdom, his original name is kept secret, but he goes by Riddler. We’ve been hearing of the rebellions increased activity in the kingdom, and have found this to be their leader. He was caught on the East streets.” Nevermind, they knew, and Karen felt her voice escape her.

[outrealm-gates]

I also forgot about my Queen!AU for Charlotte

-Married to Xandy boi

-Has Benny and Nyx as her retainers (Benny signed on happily albeit worried about what kind of threats a retainer has to deal with, Nyx practically had to be dragged believing such a position was a privilege she didn’t deserve after the things she’d done....but Charlotte wasn’t having it and even suggested to treat her service as further atonement if she really needed to)

-Haha how do you fkugnic run a KINGDOM

-Getting used to her 2-3 new sisters in law, Leo I imagine isn’t troublesome but Camilla and Elise probably take some getting used to being around more than once in a blue moon

-Having the “Lets fuck” talk with Xander at some point and probably needing to take the lead

-Getting her ma and pa a fucking Villa or some shit to get them back for the childhood of hers they spent busting ass to make her happy and safe (relatively for a fam in the poverty end of Nohr)

-She absolutely uses Garon’s axe bc who the fuck is gonna stop her

[miss-shojo]

Your Majesty (Closed RP)

three soldiers came into the throne room. two of them were dragging along a dark skin man in chains. The man was chained with his arms on his back and a gag in his mouth. he was struggling in the guards grip. If it wasn’t for the chains the man would have beaten some tooth out of someone’s mouth. The guards bowed their heads to queen Shojo. One of them kicked the back of the mans knee that he was forced to kneel. “we are sorry to disturb you your majesty but we captured this paired captain and his crew. they were plundering houses by the sea in our kingdom. the punishment of piracy is be hanged but we thought you could think of a better punishment  for their captain” the man looked at the queen with anger in his eyes and yet if you looked close a bit of fear.

The queen sat on her throne and her hands tensed when she heard what had become of her sea-faring people. She narrowed her eyes and stood up, as graceful and regal as any queen could be. She stepped down to inspect the captain closer, her rich purple dress trailing behind her.

"So. You are the captain of the crew that attacked my people," she said, her brown eyes glaring at him. "I would indeed like to see you pay for your crimes. Perhaps I should suffer you through days and months of torture or, even better, humiliate you and all filthy pirates like yourselves and make you my personal slave. Which would you prefer, captain?" Her voice was as icy and cold as the magnificent crown she wore on her braided brown hair.

[ofloveandbeauty]

Ghosts in the Shell — AU {Ned & Lyanna}

Winterfell. 

When Jon Arryn had died, and that Robert had told her they would go to Winterfell to see Ned, a smile had spread across her lips. A wide, joyful smile, a one that she hadn't had for a long time. Since that moment, she had spent her days in a haze, telling her maids what to take with her, and preparing the children for the long journey north. For the long journey towards her family. 

Eleven years had been awfully long, now that she came to think of it. At first, there had been loads of ravens between her and her brother. But as time went by, they grew scarcer and scarcer, and now, it was only to announce an important wedding, or the birth of another child. They had been four, but only two remained. The first one, a boy, had been stillborn, which had left her devastated, and had been the first step towards her transformation. The second one, a daughter, was now 9 years old, and looked very much like her mother, though she showed more interests in sewing and stitching that Lyanna had shown at the same age... The third one was a boy of 7, strong-builded like his father, and already so wild Robert had to take him hunting with him, despite his wife's protests. The last one had been a girl, killed by greyscale at the age of 2. That had finished to destroy the Stark queen. 

But now wasn't the time where she wanted to speak of the past. She focused on the preparations for the week-long journey, choosing her gowns and presents for the Lady Stark and the children. She knew their names by heart, as she often repeated them to herself in the darkness of her bedroom, when Robert was still drinking with his bannermen and knights. There was Robb, the firstborn, the heir of Winterfell. Lyanna imagined him to be exactly like his father, and that made her smile. Then came Sansa, who had to be the fairest of all, in Lyanna's mind. There was Arya, and somehow, she thought there had to be something of her in Ned's daughter. Bran and Rickon were the last sons, still young and she thought they had to be full of life. She smiled at the thought of them, and that she would soon see them in the flesh. 

When news of births at Winterfell came to King's Landing, there had been a time where Lyanna had been utterly jealous of Catelyn Tully. She thought that it wasn't fair, that all her children were healthy, and that she had never experienced the death of a child. But then she would thought of all the consequences her runaway had brought the realm, and she would be resigned about her fate - it was the way of the gods to punish her for her behavior. The Starks family counted five, healthy kids, whereas the Baratheon only had two while it should have been four. 

"Moira !" Lyanna called for her daughter, as she entered her bedroom, to find her properly folding her dresses into her trunk. The mother sighed - if only she had been that way at the same age... Perhaps that would have spared her family much trouble and grief. "Everything's alright, Mother" the girl smiled, dark brown ringlets cascading along her back. She smiled back. "Don't forget to ask Alyn to do your hair, my love" she reminded her, before going out. 

It was another story for her son, Marek. She found him fighting in the courtyard with Robert's squire, while he should have been packing like her sister. "Now is not the time to play, child" Lyanna had scolded him, while thinking she had been the exact same anytime they had to leave Winterfell. The boy had pouted and tried to lure her into playing a little more, but she had grown intransigeant during all those years. "Now." she had said, and that had been her final word. 

Finally, she had looked for Robert, only to learn that His Grace had gone hunting in the Kingswood, and she sighed. Lyanna couldn't even be sad anymore. The first year, it had been a great pain to know he had chosen to go with his knights, instead of being with her when she had given birth to their first child. She had suffered alone, only surrounded by the midwife and one of her maids to hold her hand, and to take her in her arms when the sad news had fallen upon them. The King only returned a week later, and he didn't weep for his firstborn. That was when Lyanna understood that nothing would ever be the same. 

Upon departing, she had a slight fit of madness. She went up to Robert, who rode at the front with his bannermen, to ask him if she could ride with them. He looked down at her, and laughed. "My sweet wife, a horse is not a place for a Queen. Stay with the children and do not disturb me about it again." She didn't even fight about it - she had grown tired of it throughout the years. At first, it had been everyday, then it was less and less, until she had given up and resigned herself to be the lady he expected her to be. 

The journey went slower than expected, or perhaps that was because she was far too excited to reach the castle of her childhood. She fed her children with amazing tales of Winterfell, of the Wall, and all of those frightening ones she would always ask of Old Nan. Moira didn't like them, at all, but Marek had been delighted by them, and seemed eager to meet his cousins. When the round towers of Winterfell had been in sight, Lyanna had to control herself not to climb on a horse to ride as fast as possible to meet her brother - she knew she would have outrun Robert, even after all those years. So she had simply waited, and soon they had found themselves in the courtyard of the castle. 

She couldn't hold herself any longer, and when she saw the Lord Eddard Stark, standing there besides his wife and children, she thought to herself that she didn't care a bit for the protocol, and went running for him, jumping at his neck. She could only imagine the horrified glances of the knights behind her, and perhaps Robert's, too. "Oh, Ned !" she exclaimed, burying her face in his furs and hugging him tightly. "I have missed you so much "!