(reader is referred to as a princess, can easily be a swooning prince/swooning royal archetype. Only a little more princess centric because in the books princesses are known to swoon/faint easily)
Been thinking about this a lot recently. You know all those weird symptoms you have that make you various degrees of miserable and make basic functions way harder than they need to?? Maybe it’s eczema, psoriasis, generally having overly sensitive or acne prone skin. Or you have chronic pain. Or maybe your connective tissue is basically jelly. Maybe you feel like you were born with glass bones and paper skin. Or you get dizzy EVERY single time you stand up. Debilitating allergies. Immunocompromised. Digestive issues. Any and/or all of those. Throw in all the specific shit YOU experience that I forgot to even mention.
Yeah all that, the stuff you hate????
It makes it significantly easier for Tedros to find you in your world.
After struggling for months to find his true love, after combing through half the kingdom, searching far and wide for that one person who will just make it click, only for each maiden to be more shallow and pedantic than the last, he gets desperate.
He turns to Merlin. And he demands a quest to find his true love, wherever they may be, no matter how far or dangerous. And after weeks of forging through the unknown, defeating monsters and evil witches and blazing a trail through the most dangerous places no other heroes dare to travel through, he finds what he’s looking for. An ancient rune that can open a portal to his heart’s desire. So with his one blessed arrow, he draws his bowstring, and shoots. (Guess he’s literally… shooting his shot. I’ll see myself out lmao)
Which is how he ends up in YOUR world!!!! Probably right in front of you in your bedroom, weary from his journey but crackling with energy and adrenaline. He kneels, kisses your hand, there’s probably a little tongue in there too tbh.
Anyway you’re trying DESPERATELY to convince him that you’re not the princess or prince or royal or WHATEVER the hell it is he’s looking for, but he clocks your shit IMMEDIATELY.
“Not suitable for a prince? What on earth are you saying?” He chuckles, taking a step toward you, his armor glinting in the dull light of your room.
“You’re as beautiful as a swan, delicate as a rose… it’s clear as day that you belong adorned in silk, beloved by the people.”
His eyes are so raw, so honest when he says it (and also absolutely smitten) that you… hesitate. And then you start to get dizzy. But before you can even say ruh-roh, he’s already moving on instinct, pulling you into his muscular toned arms. His golden hair falls perfectly out of place as he catches you, picking you up bridal style with ease.
“You swoon like this, and expect anyone to believe you’re some sort of common folk?”
Amidst Time and Scorching Fire (Tedros x Fem!Reader) - Chapter 1
Chapter 1 - Loathing
Summary - Stranded in the unpredictable strands of time, you, a member of the time travelling counsel in your planet, Jelaria, found yourself faced with the beguiling temptress of a mystical land of adventures and princes from an era long bygone at the School for Good and Evil. The problem? Your powers are slowly fading away, along with your chances of returning home. A particular cocky prince certainly did not help your dilemma.
a/n: Warning, English is not my first language so apologies if there are any mistakes
The ballroom reeked of gunpowder and burnt satin. You smirked and waved your hand around to dispel the smoke clouding your vision. "Oh fair lady! Where have you run off to in the smoke now?" You called out mockingly, prowling around the area as your shoes clacked against the marble floors. "Come on, I did not disrupt a royal ballroom to not catch a pesky bugger like you. You've got the entire Counsel of Timekeepers on the hunt for you."
The faint warmth of a hand ghosted past your back and you swiveled around, coming face to face with the primary public enemy of Jelaria: the leader of the anti regime Black Rose, Maulina De Clare. Her red hair, ablaze like a thousand suns, glimmered beneath the light of the chandeliers as she rose her arms. "And yet I evade you each and every time, little mouse. So either I am a truly fortunate sorceress or..." Maulina grinned as thousands of venomous spikes materialized in the air which she sent hurtling towards you. "Or you are an atrocious timekeeper indeed."
You tossed your rifle into the air and yelled "Telerius Incanto!" The air around you swirled as the haphazard cogs of the rifle spun frantically and transformed into a sword. Your pocket watch ticked and with a flick of your finger, the spikes slowed to a halt. You leapt, catching the sword into your hands and sliced through the air. The spikes clattered against the ground, one of them finding it's mark in a pot of lilies. The lilies wilted and slumped to the ground, as black as the husk of a corpse.
Maulina laughed, throwing her head back. "Good reflexes, Hound of Jelaria."
You shrugged, running straight towards the emerald-eyed sorceress. "Eh, I prefer my soon to be title of Sorceress Slayer."
The ballroom grew warmer and a bolt of lighting burst through the roof, searing the roof right off the palace. The marble clattered to the ground while the spot where you had been moments ago was left a charred crater.
You cocked your head to the side, tipping your feathered top hat. "Too slow. Really, you ought to be faster. I was about to snooze from your paltry weather shams."
Maulina snarled and charged at you, a hand that crackled with the arcane outstretched to your face. You whizzed around her, a blur of flesh and clothes, and dodged. "Try again!" You drawled in a sing-song voice. "Time is my domain after all, so I have a ton to spare."
The sorceress cackled. "Foolish girl. You should learn to look around yourself more."
"What-" You glanced up and down, finally noticing the faint rune markings that littered the vast columns. Your eyes narrowed at the familiar lines scrawled in a gossamer-esque manner. Curse runes shimmered around you and you were right in the middle of their circle. Shit-
Using your surprise to her advantage, Maulina pounced upon you. She engulfed your hand with hers and brought her face close to yours. Her breath ghosted over your face as she whispered gleefully. "Try reversing time now."
You scoffed and kicked her stomach, hoping to loosen her grip but Maulina remained as formidable as ever. You gritted your teeth and summoned your powers. Just a fraction of a second and you'd send this cocky insubordinate flying....
The familiar pang of electricity in your hands, the pure unbridled rush of adrenaline and the sensation of your soul floating out its constraint of flesh that that had become second nature to you over all your years as a timekeeper were gone.
"....what did you do?" A shiver ran down your spine. Your power was no where to be found.
Maulina dug her nails into your palm and you hissed, throwing your head back against the floor. Loud ringing rang in your head when you saw sun-gold tendrils of magic sprout between the entwined hands of you and your enemy. "You will be a lone wanderer, never at home, neither lost nor found, neither a victor nor the defeated. You will wander amidst the web of time, another creature swallowed by the mysterious workings of the universe." The witch hissed in your ear.
"Let go of me you bitch!" You tilted your head and bit at her arm. "You do not get to curse me-"
She remained unfazed. "Too late."
The marble beneath you gave way to a swirling portal as you thrashed. "H-how did you do that!? Only timekeepers can open portals-"
"Suppose you'll have all the time in the world to figure that out. If you ever manage to make it back, give the counsel my regards. The Black Rose shall reign again." Were the last words you heard before the portal swallowed you whole. Eras whizzed past you in a blur of colors induced by Maulina's magic. The jolly music of the 1970s, the roars of medieval knights spurred on by thoughts of valor, the ships of vikings clamoring against vicious storms: all sights you had borne witness to. You spluttered and clawed at your throat, desperate to get the air leaving your lungs back inside. "Help p-please-" You choked out before the darkness enveloped you in its harsh grip of an embrace.
--
Tedros hummed jovially, walking along the moss-lined grounds of the School for Good. He watched as countless Ever girls, princesses with hair spun like the finest of silk and faces sculpted with the precise chisel of an artist, sprouted from the ground. They took in deep breaths and twirled their arms around as the scent of the vast field of blossoms wafted around them, filling the air with its soothing caresses.
Chadwick elbowed Tedros' side, wiggling his brows. "Any of them manage to catch your eye?"
The prince of Camelot chuckled. "We'll see at the ceremony, Chadwick." Tedros ruffled his golden hair, immensely aware of the perpetual stares and swoons from the girls gathered at the garden. He preened and flexed his arms as his shirt rippled with his muscles.
"Careful or they might start throwing themselves upon you at any second now." An Ever prince added. "Leave some for us!"
Tedros snickered and walked ahead, holding his head high. "I'll try. Afterall, not just any princess shall be enough for me. She'll have to be the fairest of them all-"
An ear piercing shriek cut through the air, a sound so horrid that even birds erupted from their nests. Some of the girls tittered and swiveled their heads around, features twisting in astonishment. Tedros winced and rubbed the back of his neck. "Was that a stymph? Who let out those things?"
Thump.
An undistinguishable mess of skirts, cogs, scabbards and belts tumbled from the sky before landing haphazardly in the twisted and gnarly branches of the willow tree.
Tedros gawked, rubbing his eyes. Instinctively, his hand found the hilt of his sword: Excalibur which glimmered triumphantly in the morning rays, forged diligently by the Lady of The Lake herself.
"Oh my prince, what is that??" Beatrice, one of the princesses, hurried over to Tedros with the rustle of her skirts accompanying her. Her elegant blonde ringlets fell down to her chest, framing her face and plump lips.
"Do not fret, I shall be able to vanquish any beast from any nook of The Endless Woods." He proclaimed valiantly and brandished his sword. "Show yourself, foul creature!"
You groaned and rubbed your eyes groggily. "...what?" You blinked, the sunlight filtering through the canopy of the leaves stinging your consciousness. "Who in the blasted realms are you?"
You attempted to sit up and ignored the throbbing in your head. Where were you? One minute you were fighting The Black Rose and now....some pretty boy was brandishing his weapon at you?
Snap!
The branch beneath your hips gave way with a sickening twist. Splinters rose into the air, drawing blood from the plush flesh of your thighs. You landed on your butt which sent your daggers and dignity flying out of your grasp and raised your hand, swatting at the leaves tangled in your locks of hair. Your feathered hat fell over your face, obscuring your view. "Ugh....answer my question."
Tedros's jaw went slack for an instant. In front him, there sat a slouched girl dressed in the most ludicrous clothes he had ever had the misfortune to witness. Mechanical parts spun in her hat, filling the air with their unseemly clatter and peacock feathers sprouted from the rim. Her skirt was a collection of haphazardly stitched together rags and an ivory blouse clung to her frame, white frills running down her chest. The prince flushed and felt heat rise to his ears and neck at the sight of a dagger-filled garter belt peeking from beneath her skirts. The black leather and straps swaddled her thigh, the metal of the daggers precariously close to her skin. To top it all of, owlish glasses made from spare bronze gears and bolts sat not even upon her head, but her hat. The princes behind Tedros stepped forward, all summoning their swords and shields. Tedros raised his head, signaling them to halt.
"I'm Prince Tedros, heir to Camelot, son of the great king Arthur. Who are you to dare to trespass onto the grounds??"
Beatrice shuddered and forced a smile. "You. Are you sure you're in the right school? I'm sure you lost your way. Do you have your Flowerground ticket?"
You blinked. Lost was the understatement of the millennia. Which time period had you even wound up in? Was this even your planet, Jelaria?
"No....I'm sure I'm in the right place..." You drawled and stood up, dusting off your clothes. No point in telling civilians about your crisis, especially if they were not citizens of Jelaria.
"Are you sure? Nevers are meant to go there." Beatrice clasped her hands to her chest and pointed a dainty finger to the looming structure. Stormy clouds swirled around the dilapidated obsidian castle, crackles of thunder accompanying the swirling acrid water of the moat. A rusted gate spelled the words 'School for Evil', portraying grotesque depictions of brutes and fair maidens being eaten alive.
You turned around and took in the sights of where you stood. Blades of grass rippled beneath your feet and rainbows sprawled across the skies. Whirling around, you were met with the statues of kings, knights and queens with the words 'The School for Good' in dazzling marble and gold. The polished, sleek white castle stood tall and proud with puke-inducing statues of love littered everywhere your eyes could reach.
School for Good? Nevers? School for Evil? What...?
Oh no.
Of course. You'd just had to wind up in Planet-67AB, as labelled by the Counsel of Timekeepers. Or, as you liked to call it, the planet of fairytale knuckleheads. When was the last time any respectable Timekeeper had even found themselves stranded in this place? Never, what a joke!
You sighed, rubbing your temples. During an ordinary day, a mere swish of your hands would be enough to vanquish yourself away into a portal and wipe out the memories of all these pests. Out of a pathetic desperation, you repeated the motion again. Swish and flick, just like the academy taught. Alas, it was to no avail, the cunning Maulina had somehow managed to seal your powers. "Quite sure." You said curtly.
Tedros' gaze snapped to the blood dripping off the folds of you skirt and the crevices of your shoes. It wasn't your blood.
"You witch!" Tedros growled and swung Excalibur. "How dare you attempt to pull your folly with us Evers? Go back to your school or whence you came!"
The resounding clang of steel against steel echoed through the years of the gathering students and the professors who hurried ahead to break up the fight. In a moment of reflex, you'd pulled out your own sword, slamming it against his weapon. "How dare you." You shot a smoldering glare at Tedros, stepping forward. "What sort of prince are you, raising your hand against a maiden?"
Hushed whispers broke out amidst the clamoring crowd. Had a girl just managed to parry against the Tedros?
The future king of Camelot lunged forward, missing her torso by a hairbreadth. "Oh but you are no maiden, witch. I know a princess when I see one."
You matched his pace, meeting his blade with your own. It was a whirlwind, a dance of the fervent clangor of battle that only two individuals who knew their swords like the back of their hands could recognize as you shoved him back and raised your arms to block his shield from connecting with your head.
You ducked down and aimed a kick at his shins. He rumpled to his ground, a flash of silver dashing past his eyes. A sharp sting burst across his cheek as a thin rivulet of blood ran down his face. He looked up at you, on his knees, red-hot rage brewing in the depths of his cerulean eyes. "Why you conniving, scheming-"
An airy, delict voice cut through the tense atmosphere like knife. "What on earth is happening here??" Professor Dovey, the dean of the School for Good gasped and hurried between you both.
Tedros exhaled a sharp breath, wiping the blood on the sleeve of his tunic. He pointed the hilt of his sword towards you. "We have a Never amidst us, professor!"
You straightened up, dusting off the leaves on your clothes. Your heart pounded, your brows furrowing as you met her gaze. "I...I'm not a Never." You scrutinized Professor Dovey, taking in the curls of silvery hair that were tied up into a meticulous bun and the wand clutched firmly in her hand. A woman of magic, huh? Maybe she would understand your predicament. If this was a school meant for the good, they had to help.
You opened your mouth, armed with the words ready to spill your crisis. A gargled choke escaped your lips, all your sentences stuck in your throat. What?
"No, sorry, what I meant is-" You tried again and hissed as rashes broke out on your hand, pus dripping onto the floor. You quickly tugged your hand back but before you can the words your soul craves to say, a strange sensation washes over you.
Your lips move on their own, your own voice uttering remorsefully even as your mind howled in disarray. "I'm from Gavaldon, I...what's this place?"
No, no, no. I'm from Jelaria, I'm a timekeeper, what even is Gavaldon???? The hell am I even saying!? No, I'm not from here!
Panic bubbled in the cauldron of your chest, overwhelming your senses. Maulina had bewitched your tongue too, twirled your identity into whatever misshapen shape she pleased. No matter how you twisted your neck or strained your throat, your mouth remained firmly sealed from telling the truth.
Professor Dovey smiled knowingly. "Ah, we have a reader in our midst."
A reader? Do people here not read?
You bit back the urge to gape. But if somehow the words forced from your unwilling self could aid you with blending in, it couldn't hurt to go along with it right?
Sensing the tides slowly turning your favor, you sniffled, forcing tears to well up along your lashes. "I..I got attacked by some beast, I didn't mean to frighten anyone, I'm so sorry Professor-" You blubbered, your bottom lip trembling.
Tedros balked, quirking a brow. He didn't care what you said, no reader looked like she'd been traversing through adventures with a sword in hand. But he bit his tongue.
"Oh no dearie, it's okay!" Professor Dovey shook her head vehemently and cupped your cheeks, wiping your tears. "Why don't you head inside the castle? We have begun distributing uniforms and books. You'll understand everything after the assembly."
You hurried away, clenching your fists and deftly hid your sword away. You needed a way to contact your superiors at Jelaria. And fast. Before any of these twats figured out. Tedros squinted, he could have sworn your tears had suddenly gone dry....
"As for you, Tedros," Professor Dovey turned to face him. "It would serve you well to remind yourself of the princely etiquette of chivalry before jumping to conclusions, child." She chided in a motherly tone before walking to the splendorous archway of the ivory castle, summoning the rest of the staff behind her with a gentle flick of her hand to help with distributing materials among the students.
Tedros got off the grass, his hair and ego ruffled in equal measure. "Tedros!" Beatrix cooed and clung to his arm like a leech. "How could she do that to you?? You were just trying to keep us all safe, she was the one who attacked like a wounded animal! And did you see that hideous rash breakout on her hand? She doesn't even seem like a princess!"
He nodded along to her words stiffly, the gears in his head turning a mile each second. His father's words echoed in his head. Be careful of the women who disguise themselves as good or they shall ensnare you in their claws. Pick a woman who is truly good, boy. "Yeah, yeah..."
Chadwick howled in laughter, slinging an arm around Tedros' shoulder. "How did you let a girl send you tripping?"
Tedros scoffed defensively as he carefully extracted himself from Beatrix's surprisingly strong grip, shaking his head. "I just went easy on her, there's no valor in winning against a girl. Besides, let's see who bests all of you in swordplay next, hm?"
Tedros stared ahead, noticing your glaringly obvious form desecrating his view of the grounds. Feeling a pair of eyes glaring daggers into the back of your head, you cast a wary glance behind.
Tedros' jaw clenched when he spotted your face. While he was stuck with crusted blood on his face and mud staining his knees, there you stood with a resolute tilt of your cheek. Gone were your crocodile tears, instead replaced with a pensive glint that foretold a scheming mind.
He dug his nails into his palm. Something was wrong about you. He was sure of it now. There had been a grave mistake, you weren't supposed to be in this school, you had to be a Never. It was as clear as the stars that illuminated the skies each night.
On the other hand, you fumed and nearly considered banging your head against the wall. Where had everything gone wrong? For god's sake, you were an esteemed member of a government for crying out loud! How the hell had you let a witch triumph over you like this? At this rate, you'd be the laughing stock of Jelaria. Along with that, this phoney loverboy just had to try to stir the pot of your misery.
For a split second, your eyes met. A pang of the same emotion rose in both of your hearts, as strong as the strings of the curse that now left your hands bound behind your back, powerless as a stray kitten.
It was loathing.
Pure, unadulterated loathing.
As undeterred as a flame.
--
Amidst the swirling clouds and blinding fog, with a lone tower, a gold pen floated above a stone table. An empty book floated atop the surface and landed down with a resounding smack, kicking up clouds of dust. The pages fluttered open seemingly moved by the invisible hand of the gods themselves. The pen, as sharp as the tip as a dagger, stabbed into the page bleeding ink resembling crimson blood onto the paper.
Once upon a time, an intruder snuck into the School for Good, her heart fluttering like a hummingbird within her. She gathered her skirts and scurried into the sprawling hallways that sent her nerves into a fit.
Y/N wanted to return home and burrow herself back into the warmth of the life she knew. Foolish girl, no one could leave once these esteemed halls welcomed them!
A man emerged from the shadows, his intricate mask only revealing a shred of his hauntingly ice-blue eyes, bellying the glaciers upon mountains themselves.
He watched over the words elegantly being scripted, his mouth curling upwards slightly.
The Storian writing the tale of an outsider the instant she barged in? Curious indeed.
I saw the hcs of hort falling for someone from the good school, but what about not just hcs of them being a princess from that school, but they are different from the others. They don’t like pastel colors like the rest and prefers darker colors (Let’s say they somehow found a black dress or took one colorful dress and just modified it. Plus don’t really care what the rest think), not afraid to stand up for others no matter what school they are from, kind, and empathetic (You could add Tedros too if you’d like)
THE SCHOOL FOR GOOD AND EVIL GUYS FALLING FOR A NEVER LIKE EVER !
• Characters Included: Hort and Tedros
• a|n: tbh, i didn’t know how to do this one super well. I was mostly thinking of like — typical Disney ‘ I’m not like the other girls ‘ kinda gal. don’t beat me up for saying that 😂. idk if this fits with the tittle but I remember when the ‘ever’ girls called Agatha a ‘never’ because of how she first looked and I kinda wanna work with that ? Uh — yeah
• ps. sorry for taking months to do this, y’all know that at this point I generate fics at the pace of a slug in a 5 yard run. rewatched the movie for y’all. i’ve also been trying to write for some different fandoms im into as well, the amount of drafts I have — cough … this was from 2022 btw 💀
• warnings: based on movie, obsessive Hort ( bro needs to chill a lil ), kinda wack Tedros, rusty writing, short.
✫ Hort
Obsessed Immediately
It’s not everyday when Hort gets to see such a … different kind of princess.
Typically, they are all like — sheep in fancy clothes and makeup, always following what the most popular shepherd’s words were as if it were like their last drop of water in a dry and hot desert.
So when you were thrown in and showed up in such dark ‘never’ colors in the entrance ceremony of those lame-o ‘ever’s he just — he stared way too hard at you from afar.
What were you trying to accomplish when you chose that outfit? What were you thinking when choosing such darkness of colors that almost had you thrown to the side of the ‘never’s by the humanized wolf guards the very first day?
He was honestly just confused as soon as he first saw you, you were so much different than what he was used to seeing or hearing. So when he continuously saw you wear such clothings for more than a day, he decided to well — stalk you to learn more about your intentions.
And he wasn’t gonna lie and say he didn’t start liking you as soon as you started to show up the next few days after the second one still wearing dark clothing — further pushing the continuations of his stalking towards you in where he’d just stare at you with his arm perched on the cafeteria table with his head leaned against his closed fist.
All while he sighed so dreamily towards you.
Wow that was long.
But it’s true, he so rarely got to see you though because of your different ‘statuses’— so when he did see you again, he always used that time to stare at You.
It wasn’t far after the first few days that You were able to catch on that an never was staring and soon felt kind of uncomfortable.
And it wasn’t because the guy was an never, no — it was just — that weird guy seemed to have a staring problem since the first time You came in.
Well — everyone here had a staring problem when it came to Your clothing style — the difference was that while the others stared in disgust, envy or pity … he stared with something akin to a Dreamy Look.
And that always seemed to put you on a fluttering edge of — confusion, and extreme flattery —
Not you’d outrightly say it, not to this pretty stranger of a never, after all — what’s the fun in making things easy.
After gathering all your courage one day, you had decided that it was time to finally speak to this staring guy.
A smile grazed your colored lips, eyes squinting under the light of the sun rays as you were lightly caressed by the sun itself all while you stared down at the sitting wolf who looked like he was seeing an ethereal being right in front of him.
So this is how it started, the little romantic advances of a wolf man and dark clothing wearing riding hood.
✫ Tedros
Confused Yet Enamored
He was honestly so — confused as to what you were wearing when he first saw you walking on the grounds of the ever school.
Wondering why a Never was walking in the same grounds of the Evers, but after seeing you on the second to third day, it was solidified that you were an Ever … dressed in darkened items.
At first, he had been confused — extremely confused and not understanding as to why an Ever would ever wear such darkened clothings to the point of being confused to a Never.
Why an Ever would ever be kind to a Never when they were the enemies, the villains, of their future life long stories — even standing up for them from time and time again.
He was unsure, but he could not deny the rapid palpations of his golden heart at the sight of your beautiful figure.
Be it from Far, Far Away or Close By.
As a popular guy, he can’t deny that he was somewhat — arrogant when it came to a romantic advance with pretty ladies, but you had been indifferent to the sight of him.
This was one of the many reasons why he has been so enamored with you, why his eyes could not leave you for more than a second.
And sure, it might sound like a typical ‘this is the first time a lady has ever rejected me’ sort of romance, but this was different for Tedros.
This was way too different.
Especially when he started speaking with You, his eyes not leaving You as he had a spark of interest by the time he first spoke to You.
Your empathy, Your kindness, Your wit, Your intelligence — everything about You was different than the ordinary one minded ladies he has met before … not to be insulting.
But You were just different to everyone, to himself, You were — Yourself.
And by the stars above, you were one of a kind to him, You were the beautiful moon that shined the path of salvation to him, the setting sky that held the most beautiful of darkening colors — You ARE his One.
He knew it, he felt it.
From the sole of his feet, to the edge of his fingers and to the top of his hairs — You lit his heart ablaze like the flames on Hades head.
You are the One who held the key within his own Heart and Soul.
Which is why, as soon as he knew, he gently grasped at your darkened nail tainted hands, looking directly at your eyes as his heart trembled within himself while throat dried out for a moment
You looked at him with a light fever within your own, wonder cascading with yourself at this beautiful man that held a tender look within his own eyes.
Was this to be your happily Ever After?
Despite who you were, despite how you dressed — Tedros would not have you any different than right now.
After all, You are the One, truly the One he fell deeply — into the depths of the underworld and above — in love with you.
REQUEST: I was wondering if I could request a Tedros x afab reader headcannons for dating! It could go in any way you like!
WARNING(S): none. fluff.
PAIRING: Tedros Pendragon x afab!Reader
A/N: Hope you enjoy it! <3 Feedback is always welcomed!
MASTERLIST
At first, you had no interest in the future prince of Camelot. Too busy and too unbothered to pay the boy any mind. You mostly kept to your books, nose delved deep into an enchanting love story that seemed too good to be true. But these were your history. All the fairytales and love stories that your mother told you to help you sleep, were all written within the pages your eyes scanned, and fingers glided down. They were far more interesting than that of King Arthur’s son.
Tedros started to finally take notice of you one day, eyes shifting onto your figure that sat alone in a corner table during breakfast, lunch, and dinner. Each time you got up to leave the great hall. His eyes would trail after the swift movements of your gown swaying side to side with each step you took.
You intrigued him. You had him wondering why you appeared to be the only one who didn’t fawn over his looks, his title, or who his father was.
Why did he only just start to see you? He pondered whether you were new but you weren’t. You had been there just as long as the rest of the Evers were.
His guilty conscience made him feel bad for never knowing your name. Knowing who you are because you appeared to be a wonderful soul.
It made him question so many things. So he set out to befriend you.
It first began with the introduction of one another. He hoped you would shake his extended hand but you only set your book down and stared quizzically at him. An eyebrow raised at his odd behavior.
“Hello, I don’t think we’ve formally met-“
“We have.” You cut him off bluntly. Tedros winces and retracts his hands.
“W-We have?”
“Yes.” You blink expressionless at him.
“I don’t believe so. I would’ve remember a pretty face such as yours-“
“Well, you didn’t. Otherwise you would’ve remembered that you bumped into me on the first day, told me to watch where I was going. Quite the impression you’ve set…” You gave him a light tip smile.
His face falls. Mouth opening and closing, in hopes to make things right. “I-I’m so sorry. I didn’t-“
The hand you raise cuts him off. You save the poor boy from embarrassing himself. “No need to apologize. All is forgotten.”
“What about…forgiven?” He looks up through his eyelashes with hope.
“I suppose that depends on how you make this interaction.” You smirk. Then avert your eyes back onto your book. This causes him to smirk.
“May I sit?” He gestured to the chair beside you. You meet his gaze, pursing your lips in thought. Then turn to your book.
“No.” You want to laugh at his puzzled face.
“No?” He scoffs, but laughter follows after. “Are you reserving these chairs for someone then?” He teases, gesturing to the vacant table and chairs around you.
“No…” You chew your bottom lip. To keep from laughing.
“Well, then how come I can’t sit?”
“I didn’t think you’d want to spoil your image.” You shrug.
“Is that what you’re concerned about? My peers seeing me being social?” He claimed the chair to the left of you.
“I thought of it as more of you being concerned. We don’t exactly sway in the same social group.” Your eyes vacantly flicker to the table a few feet down from your shadowed one in the dark. They seemed to be casting snickers and judgemental glances towards you, or rather where Tedros’s attention was on.
“Then allow me to be the first to be in yours...” You grow flustered with a loss for words. You scoff out a laugh, then finally set your book faced down. You extend your hand and he gladly accepts it. Shaking yours with a firm but gentle grip.
“I don’t believe I got your name, my lady.”
“That’s because I never gave it.” You smirk. He mirrors it.
“You’re gonna make me work for it...I assume.” He lets his head fall.
“In due time...You’ll learn to love rewards.” You tease and rise to leave. He follows suit and stands up beside you.
So it began. A love story in the making. One slow, but rather enchanting, and endearing. You knew you were being unfair, gatekeeping your name, but your heart fluttered each time he put in the effort to get to learn one new fact about you. One new trait or scrunch or twitch of your nose or hands. The journey to get to know all of you was one challenge he was willing to face.
You didn’t exactly make it easy on him now either.
It took him a while but as soon as he found out where you liked to spend most of your free time. He had a hard time leaving you alone. Your peace was disrupted by his charming grin, and loud persona. Not that you minded though, the distraction was rather appealing to look at.
“Thought I’d find you here.” You squint up, the sun half in your eyes. You lift your hand up to your face to cast a shadow over your eyes. Once you finally reel in on who approaches you, you roll your eyes. Though it was hard not to know who came trollying about. He was too loud to miss.
You shrug, gesturing to the tree you were leaning back against. A green flower embroidered blanket laid out underneath your gown. Your slippers slipped off to help you find comfort more easily. Though your desire for peace and quiet was long forgotten as the prince himself plopped down onto your blanket. He laid on his side, a cheesy smile casted your way. You tried hard to fight your own, but your teeth peeked out from your lips.
“It’s Saturday.” You go back to reading the page you were on.
“Yes I know.” He nods. “As opposed to yesterday being Friday, where you picnicked by the wishing pond. Though you never wish for anything.” He quietly mutters, like he was telling you a secret. It was true though. After learning the history behind the pond due to Agatha saving that poor girl and freeing her from her captivity. You refused to partake in any wish making. “Only sit and ponder-”
“And read my book.” You finish for him. “I see you’ve been paying attention, but what about tomorrow? Where might you find me then?”
“Well, it’d be Sunday. Some princesses might find themselves at the great hall looking out for a prince...” He trails off. His hands tracing over an embroidered pattern on the hem of your dress. He smiles as you tuck your feet in, letting your dress swallow their visibility.
“But?” You eye him over the top of your book. He meets your eyes for a fleeting second then looks away, his face flushes red.
“But not you. I’ll find you in the library. Tucked away in the farthest corner from eyesight...You think you’re well kept hidden from sight, but I spot you right away.”
Your face becomes visible as you lower the book down onto your lap. Your eyes soften. “You see me?”
“I do.”
You gain the trouble to suddenly breathe correctly. Tedros subconsciously reaches for your hand. A tingle runs up and down your spine upon his light touches. He smooths his fingertips over your own. You gasp as he sits up tall. Your book falls carelessly onto the blanket as you watch him inch closer. Closer than he’s ever been. You catch his eyes flickering down to your lips, then up to your eyes, begging for you to allow him to press a kiss onto your lips. A plea more like it as he turns into a puddled mess. He breathes out a laugh as he reaches up to cup your face. He pressed his head against yours.
“I’m gonna kiss you now.” A faint nod from you was all he needed to proceed. His lips felt soft against yours. Yet the way he held you. Cupping your face, thumbs caressing your skin delicately. Holding you gently like you were a flower in a meadow, hoping not to be stepped on and ruined.
When he asked you to be his princess. You had said yes.
As much as you enjoyed being Tedros’s friend. There was something about being his girlfriend that brought out a side to you, one you never imagined you’d have.
Call it jealousy, perhaps troubled doubts. They were all there, but as scared as you felt. You revel in the small things. The way he reaches for your hand when seated during assemblies. How his eyes search for yours in the great hall. How he brings your hand up to place a kiss upon them. How he tries to sneak you out for a stroll in the gardens.
You’re quite fond of the memories of your dates at the wish fish pond. You could still feel the gentle grip on your chin as he turned your face to kiss you gently, leaving you breathless each time.
Your timid giggles were enough to have him groan in delight. You made his heart soar. He was in awe of your beauty, your laugh, your affectionate smile. The way your kisses lingered as well that he’d chase your lips each time you pulled back with a smirk.
Though he too had his own troubled doubts. That he’d wake up from a dream, and you’d have only been a part of his imagination. He was scared shitless. Incredibly so that one night during your date by the pond, he dipped his finger into the water. You laughed at his antics, telling him from where you sat on your blanket, that the wishfish only showed you what you most desired, that the fish couldn’t really grant him the thing he wanted most. It was something he had to make happen himself.
So that’s what he had set his mind to afterwards.
He fully believed that you coming into his life was no coincidence. He had never felt as connected to someone as he had with you. It was almost like...
Like you were his true love. And he didn’t waste time to tell you either.
It had been the night of the Evers Snowball.
When you hadn’t arrived into the great hall. He left to find you watching the snow fall through the high raised arched windows. Though he stopped a few steps away from you. He hadn’t seen your pretty gown yet. A soft baby blue matching his own royal jacket. You had heard his familiar footsteps before you even turned to see that it was him.
“I understand why they called it the Evers Snowball now.” You giggled. You then turned to face him with a beaming grin. “Hard to believe since it was clear blue skies and puffy white clouds yesterday. Though this is a magical school. Nothing’s ever impossible.” You stepped forward. Offer your hands for him to grab. He smirked because you were in fact right. He curls his fingers into your palm. Your hands curl into each other. Your smile remains as you try to meet his eyes. Head tilting in confusion as to why he wouldn’t meet your gaze. He turns to eye the falling snow.
Quite the perfect evening. A magical aura wrapping itself around you both. This moment with you truly felt like one from a well known fairytale. Though Tedros knew as much this would be your own fairy tale to tell in the future.
“Tedros?”
“Mmm.” He turned his head to meet your eyes now. He chewed on his bottom lip as he hummed in thought.
You only laughed. “You okay?”
“I’m great!”
“Yeah?”
“Yes. It’s all perfect. Being right here with you.”
You only rolled your eyes thinking he was trying to be a sap again. You playfully slap his shoulder clad with blue epaulets.
“Yeah, yeah. Let’s head back to the great hall, no? I’m in the mood for a dance to be honest.” You breathe out a laugh. You pass him with a hand on his shoulder. You had taken a few steps forward only to look back to see his back turned to you. You halt and frown. “Tedros?”
“No.” He shakes his head. Your heart skips.
“No?”
“No. Let’s not head back just yet.” He turns around to face you.
“Okay...” You step closer. “We can stay here for a bit if you prefer.”
“No I do- I do want to head back, but I just. There’s something I’ve been wanting to do...” You raise a brow at him confused. You open your mouth to ask what he wants to show you, but your only left gaping as he lowers himself onto one knee. “Well...ask you really.” He laughs out nervously. He reaches into his jacket and pulls out a black velvet box. You were all too familiar with these kinds of scenarios. What surely was a ring beneath the closed lid didn’t pass you. You place your hand over your mouth in shock. Your other hand holds your stomach. You were thankful at that moment, you hadn’t eaten dinner yet.
“Tedros-” You begin but he cuts you off.
“B-Before you say anything. I just want you to know that you are sure not like anybody I’ve ever met before. Until I got to really know you. I had no faith in falling in love because of what happened with my father and mother. In fact the concept of love scares me. It still does...” He gives a faint smile, one you reciprocate lightly. “But if there’s one thing I’m positive about is that you’ve made me want to be better. Make me want to see the world for more than just black and white, for more than just evil and good. You’ve been a wonderful best friend, but you have been the best love I’ve ever had.” He pops open the small box. You cry out a laugh. Tears brimming your eyes. “My true love.”
“True love?” Your eyes widened.
“You are my one true love. I believe that this, right here. You and me. Us. It’s meant to be, that the universe brought us together, and if that’s not true then I don’t know what to believe in anymore because I can’t imagine my life without you. You, Y/n, are my one true love, and I’ll be damned if someone who’s writing our story thinks otherwise.”
You were a crying mess at this point. You tilt your head, a beaming smile on your lips as you look down at him on a knee before you.
“Is that all you wanted to tell me?” You breathe a laugh out. Tedros lets a tear slip down his cheek, his charming smile gracing you.
“I’m getting to it!” He laughs.
“Sorry...go on.” You composed yourself. Nodding and gesturing to continue. You couldn’t stifle your laughter though.
“Will you marry me?” He takes the ring out of the box and gestures it to you. “Be my ever after?”
“Yes!” You beam. Gently cupping his face, and pressing a sweet kiss to his lips. He slips the ring onto your ring finger and stands to his full height. Cupping your face this time and pressing a hard but slow kiss on you.
“She said yes!” Multiple cheers and hollers startle you, causing you to pull away and look back towards the great hall entrance doors.
You scoff out a laugh seeing multiple Evers, a few buddies of Tedros, and surprisingly a few Ever girls. Applauding you and Tedros.
You look back to him, a cheesy smile on your face now, as your hands slide to cup the back of his neck. He leans forward to press your heads together, eyes closed, cherishing each other’s touch, and embraces.
You can’t help the laugh that emits past your lips as the cheering only grows louder. It’s not long before you’re drowned in confetti. You gasp, blinking up to the ceiling as little pieces of plastic fall all around you, but the bigger surprise is when they start to dissolve before they can even touch the ground. It only adds to the magical feeling that swells in your heart.
You lean in to give him another small peck. He chases after your lips. Then sighs in relief when you allow them to get caught up with his own. “I love you...” He mutters out gently, pressing a kiss to your temple.
You were sitting under a tree when you saw a girl falling from the sky. She wore an all black cloak, a white blouse, black trousers, and brown boots. Her hair was messy and filled with leaves. You saw Beatriz and her gang going close to the girl, making fun of her look.
You quickly made your way over to her and introduced yourself. "Hello, I'm Y/N White, daughter of the White Queen. Who might you be?"
"Agatha."
She looked you up and down. Your hair was white under the sun, your skin a lovely shade of s/c, your dress a silver adorned with white roses. Then she looked at your nails, "black nails?"
You smiled gently at her, looking down at your nails. "They are my mothers favorite, and they remind me of her too."
"Now, Agatha, let me take you to Professor Dovey so she could help you with your schedule and hopefully get you a pair of clean clothes."
The fairies surrounded her but you scolded them to be nicer. Being the daughter of the White Queen earned you everyone's love except Beatriz.
Beatriz used to be your friend until she found out Tedros had a massive crush on you. In his eyes, you were gentle, beautiful, nurturing, and a princess who could take care of herself.
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"Professor Dovey, this is Agatha, Agatha. This is Professor Dovey. Professor Dovey, could we please get Agatha a dress, maybe a simple one?" You said while you took a look at her when you heard a voice.
"Y/N!" You quickly turned around and looked at Tedros, who quickly made his way towards you. He hugged you, then picked you up and spun you around. You smiled at him and gave him a peck on his nose.
"Hello, Tedros. I was looking for you in the morning but you weren't there for breakfast. Where were you?" You looked at him with concern as you brushed his hair with your fingers.
"Oh, I was, umm, I was doing archery, yeah. You know Gregory needed help. We don't want him to fail, do we?" He looked at you with passionate eyes but a guilty smile on his face.
"Oh, of course, Tedros, we wouldn't want anything bad to happen to him. I'll talk to you later. I have to go back to my friend." You hurriedly made your way to Agatha and Professor Dovey, who were making their way to the dorms.
"Agatha, you will be staying here with Y/N. She will make sure your stay at this school is wonderful and memorable. Now, Y/N, why don't you help Agatha get into a new dress and help her get ready for tomorrow."
"Of course, Professor Dovey. Come Agatha let me show you where the bath is and where the shampoo and conditioner is." You said as Professor Dovey left.
"Y/N, you do not think of me as a witch?"
"Of course not. Why would I think of you as a witch if you have not done anything wrong. Actually, my mother is quite fond of potions, as is her sister, the Queen of Hearts."
"Why is it that everyone seems to think of me as a witch?"
"They are not used to seeing someone with dark hair with dark clothing around here. It's normally nevers who are seen with that type of clothing, but trust me, it's refreshing to see a change once in a while. Now why don't you take a bath and I'll pick out a dress for you."
"Thank you, Y/N, for your kindness."
"That's what a friend is for." You gave her a sweet smile and quickly turned her around and pushed her into the bathroom.
"I'm your friend already?" Agatha told you amused.
"Well, you are in my room right now. Or should I say our room?" You giggled towards her.
As Agatha finally went to take a bath, you went to the closet and looked through many dresses. The one that caught your eye, though, was a pink dress with an a-line skirt that had embroidered flowers and leaves. You then pulled out a pair of chunky heeled white heels that only had an inch on them. You heard the bathroom door open and made your way to Agatha.
"Your bath is really nice."
"Haha, thank you, but it's the school's bath. Now, do you have undergarments on?"
"Yes, why do you ask?"
"So, I won't see your lady bits. Now come so I can fit you into this dress for this evenings presentation."
"Oh, I don't really like dresses. Especially pink ones."
"Well darling, you really don't have a choice. It's all I currently have other than pajama pants. Hang tight. This might hurt a little." You said as you pulled on the corset.
"A LITTLE!"
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"What is this presentation about Y/N?"
"It's the beginning of the year assembly, and where the ever boys present their bravery to us princesses."
"I am no princess."
"Nonsense, we are all princesses in our own way. Plus, any friend of mine is considered one in my book." You said as you gave her a gentle smile.
As Professor Dovey and Lady Lesso finally presented the ever boys, you couldn't help but stare sadly at Tedros. As they threw the roses at the ever ladies, you saw Tedro's land in Beatriz's lap. She smiled widely and quickly became smug about it.
Agatha quickly took notice and looked between you and Tedros in confusion.
"Isn't Tedros like your boyfriend?"
"Yes, he is. We've been together for a year now."
"Then why isn't his rose with you right now?"
"My dear Agatha, can I trust you?"
"Of course, you can tell me anything." You smiled at her answer.
"Tedros has been cheating on me with Beatriz."
"Wait... WHAT?" She screamed loudly, gaining everyone's attention. "How could have Tedros cheated on you of all people?"
Both Evers and Nevers were shocked to hear that the ever so loyal, brave, and kind Tedros Pendragon had been unfaithful to Y/N.
Tedros froze in his spot and quickly looked at you. You locked eyes with him and smiled sweetly in his direction. He began walking closer to you slowly but urgently. When you lifted your hand, signaling for him to stop. Your smile never fated as you mouth the words, "It's okay let me go."
You gracefully got up and walked away, followed by Agatha not far behind.
"Y/N!"
You heard from your ex lover. You stopped for a moment but then remembered that you deserve someone who wouldn't betray you. You heard Agatha's name being called. You knew it was her friend, so you let them be and continued your way to your room.
a/n: here’s the story! i still haven’t decided if this is gonna be a one-shot or a story with multiple chapters, so i guess you’ll just have to wait and see! the dress and hair that y/n wears when described is at the bottom, but it is totally optional, if you don’t like it then please just imagine something else! also please don’t judge too harshly lol, i know my writing isn’t quite top notch :/. also tedros might be ooc. anyways i hope you enjoy reading!!
her eyes shone with glee as the took in the story inside of her book, transporting her to another land. the bustling and chatter surrounding her did not capture the girl’s attention, not when the room went silent, nor when the obnoxious sound of swords clashing filled the air. what did succeed in rousing the girl from her focus was a single rose landing on her book, obstructing the exciting scene that was happening in the pages from her view. the soft tendrils of her hair framed her round face as her head rose, an adorably confused expression on her face. a pool of adoration and amazement swam in the deep sea of his eyes. his eyes. there was a twinkle in his striking blue eyes as he stared into her wide ones. a breath she was not aware of holding escaped her lips in a heavy exhale.
a loud noise startled her out of her daze as she looked to her side to find a beautiful girl with topaz eyes staring at her while a sickly sweet smile molded her lips. her eyes were undeniably gorgeous, like the rest of her, but in a way that was so different than the boy’s in front of her. while his held a warmth and care in it that she didn’t quite understand, her’s were cold and distant, a strange hostility in them.
a loud noise startled her out of her daze as she looked to her side to find a beautiful girl with topaz eyes staring at her while a sickly sweet smile molded her lips. her eyes were undeniably gorgeous, like the rest of her, but in a way that was so different than the boy’s in front of her. while his held a warmth and care in it that she didn’t quite understand, her’s were cold and distant, a strange hostility in them.
a loud noise startled her out of her daze as she looked to her side to find a beautiful girl with topaz eyes staring at her while a sickly sweet smile molded her lips. her eyes were undeniably gorgeous, like the rest of her, but in a way that was so different than the boy’s in front of her. while his held a warmth and care in it that she didn’t quite understand, her’s were cold and distant, a strange hostility in them.
“he intended that for me.” she flicked her eyes towards the boy in question, smile softening.
“do I get a say in this?” said boy asked rhetorically, a charming smirk lifting his lips as he rose a brow in tandem. his eyes shifted to the girl clutching her book with a iron grip, softening slightly at the sight of her before nodding his head in her direction, “the rose went where I intended it to go.”
he sent one more smile to the confused girl, before walking away and sitting with a group of people she assumed to be his friends. the girl behind her was frozen, not believing the events that had just happened. once she had managed to shake herself out of her shocked daze, she sent a judgmental look towards the wide-eyed girl before huffing and turning towards the two headed dog that had just entered the room.
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“good morning, darlings! Rise and shine!” the excited voice of professor dovey sang into the pa, tearing the sleepy girls from their dreams. a tired groan fell from one of the girl’s lips as she tightened her blanket around her, desperately trying to hold on to her sleep.
“c’mon y/n, wake up” the voice of her roommate came from above, along with a hand that softly rests on her shoulder. she ripped her fluffy blanket from her head, staring up at her roommate with sleepy eyes and a pout resting on her lips. her roommate, savannah, had beautiully smooth chestnut skin that perfectly complemented her crimson red hair that was pulled back in a wavy ponytail pinned with a big white bow. how long had she been awake? savannah’s perfectly glossed lips stretched into a soft smile, helping the other girl wake up. “c’mon.”
y/n smiled at the redhead and slowly got out of bed, yawning as she walked over to her own vanity. she brushed through her knotted hair, pulling some of the front strands into two full plaits and tying them together at the back of her head with a silk gold, black, and silver bandana. she colored her lips with a tinted balm and applied a coat of mascara. she changed into an airy baby pink dress with a tight-fitting corset and big poofy shoulders paired with elbow-length silk white gloves.
“you ready?” savannah asked from her spot on her bed, checking her bag to make sure she had all of the supplies she’ll need.
“yup.” y/n turned around to grab her own bag, before meeting up with the redhead at the door, “what class do you have first?”
“i have beautification, what about you?” the two girls started walking to the area with some of the classrooms together.
“i have animal communication, so i gotta split here. i’ll see you at lunch?” y/n asked with a smile, pausing in her steps near the door that leads to the gardens and lake.
“yeah, definitely. bye.” savannah replied, shooting the other girl a smile before walking towards her class.
y/n took in a deep breath as she opened the door, quickly making her way towards the lake where her first class will be held.
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her delicate fingers combed through the fur of the young bear currently resting on her lap. it was her first assignment for animal communication, taming a wild and irritable animal. all the sweet bear cub, that y/n had named bella, needed was some love and care. she took her hand from bella’s head to flip the page in her book, laughing softly when bella let out a soft whine when the petting ceased. y/n cooed as she quickly placed her hand back on the brown bear’s head, making sure to give her a little extra attention before turning back to her book, unaware of the eyes that stared at from the other side of the field.
some of the everboys were practicing with their swords, but one of them was distracted. tedros stared at the sweet girl, enraptured by her. she was the most beautiful girl he had ever seen. and with what he’s witnessed, he was sure that she was also the kindest. a nick on his upper arm pulled him out of his daze, sharply turning his head to see his friend, adam, staring at him with concern.
“hey, man, are you okay?” his fluffy brown hair shook slightly as he heaved, resting a hand on his friend’s shoulder.
“yeah, i’m fine. why?” tedros snuck a quick glace at the girl across the field before turning his full attention towards the brunette in front of him.
“you sure? cause you seemed kind of out of it for a second there.” he furrowed his brows in concern.
tedros glanced to the side again, adam following his gaze to find a girl leaning on a tree reading with a bear resting on her. understanding filled his eyes as he smirked, realizing what had captured his friend’s attention.
“c’mon,” adam nudged his blonde friend, shaking him from his daze once again. he led them to a patch of grass where they sat down, the girl that had captured the prince of camelot’s attention still in view. “so…” tedros turned to face the brunette, curious as to what would come from his mouth next, “you like her?” adam nodded towards the girl in question.
tedros’ cheeks blushed a bright pink when he saw where his friend had nodded, realizing he had been caught. a sigh fell from his lips as he turned towards adam, “yeah.”
“so, have you talked to her?” the brunette asked tedros.
another heavy sigh, “no.”
“well are you gonna talk to her? or just keep staring at her like a creep?” adam raised an inquisitive brow towards his friend.
tedros let out an defeated scoff, sinking into himself slightly, “i don’t know.”
a sympathetic look graced the brunette’s face as he stared at the saddened prince, “well, why don’t you go talk to her now? there’s no time like the present…right?”
“yeah,” tedros nodded to himself, face becoming determined, “yeah! there’s no time like right now! i’ll just walk right over there and….” his face became worried.
“…talk to her?” adam tried to prompt his friend.
the blonde’s shoulders slumped in disappointment, not understanding why his stomach filled with butterflies whenever he even thought of her, or why his palms got sweaty at the sight of her. she just made him feel so uneasy. but the strange part was, he didn’t mind it. he actually liked it. there had to be something seriously wrong with him.
“dude, what has gotten into you?” he asked, staring at his dejected friend, “why are you being so weird about this? i mean, you haven’t even talked to her? why are you so worked up about this one girl?”
“i don’t know, man. there’s just something different about her. i don’t know what. believe me, i wish i did.” tedros stared at the green grass below him, nervously picking at it with his veiny hands, destroying the perfectness of the field that was next to the school for good enlightenment and enchantment.
“then talk to her!” adam stressed, looking at his friend with an expression mixed with concern and frustration. upon seeing hesitance on the prince’s face, he sighed. “c’mon man, i’ve never seen you this wound up over someone, especially a girl you’ve never even talked to! just go talk to her! she looks like she’s nice, so why not?” when he didn’t get a response, he sighed once more. he placed a hand on the blonde’s shoulder as he stood up, “i’m gonna go practice some more, think about what i said, alright?” when he didn’t get a response again, he gave his friend’s shoulder a few taps before walking back over to the other everboys who were practicing their sword fighting a a few meters over.
tedros thought over what his friend said, knowing that he’s right. adam had always looked out for him and gave him advice when he needed it, or just gave him a shoulder to lean on when he needed that. he had stuck by tedros’s side no matter what happened or what he went through, adam was always there. he knew that he could trust his friend’s advice, and even if he didn’t, he could still agree that the brunette’s words were wise.
tedros took in a deep breath, mentally preparing himself for what he was about to do as he stood. a scoff left his full lips, he couldn’t believe himself. it was as if he were about to go to war with the prep he was doing. he shook his head at himself. this is ridiculous! she’s just a normal girl! nothing special about her. this’ll be easy! he was sure of it.
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he was wrong! so so so incredibly wrong! this is not easy! he had gotten across the field to a point where he was standing just a foot in front of her when he froze, staring at her with wide eyes when she looked up. her eyes. her eyes were so unbelievably beautiful. he had never seen anything like it. he had looked at her before sure, a highlight being when he gave her his rose, that was the closest he had been. but it was so different now. because now the sun was shinning on her in a way that perfectly highlighted her ethereal features, but also did not blind either of them. he would hate it if that happened, he feels a mixture of absolute unease and nerves with an undeniable feeling of peace and serenity. she confused him more than he could have ever imaged before meeting her.
he realized that he had been staring in silence with the weirdest expression on his face for a while when she awkwardly smiled at him, “hi?”
he was sure he could have died right then when he heard her voice. it was barely a whisper, her voice could have been mistaken for the wind. but he was so glad he caught it. her voice could have solved all of his issues. he was sure that if she had helped talk him down from his nightmares, he would have never had another one.
upon seeing her freaked out expression, he realized that, once again, he had not said anything, “uh-hi.”
tedros cursed himself in his mind. hi?! that’s the first thing he said to the goddess in front of him?! hiiiii?!?! he couldn’t believe himself. he wished the ground would just swallow him whole, save him front the situation he had put himself in.
“did you want anything?” her hypnotic voice broke him out his mental degrading. he slightly calmed when he saw her freaked out expression fade into one of ease, though there was a hint of nerves hiding behind her mask.
“no!- i-i-i mean yes! of course!” the blonde prince nodded, pursing his lips as he once again yelled at himself in his mind. if he were to stay around the girl in front of him, he was sure that his deprecating thoughts would get much worse.
the two stared at each other in silence. while one of them gaped, filled with confusion, the other admired the confused girl.
when she realized he wasn’t going to say anything, she gently smiled before prompting, “what did you want?”
tedros panicked, something he seemed to be doing much more recently. idiot! of course she would ask what he wanted! why did he have to say he wanted something? would it have been weird if he said he didn’t want anything? oh god, think fast! she’s staring at you like you’ve gone insane! just say something! “jumper cables!” oh god not that! now she’ll really think you’re crazy. tedros shook his head, “uh- your name?” he tried.
she smiled, still a tad freaked out, “oh, it’s y/n, what’s yours?”
y/n. such a beautiful name, it suited her perfectly. wait! she asked for your name. she asked for your name! chill out, dude, she asked for your name. yeah, yeah, be cool. be cool. a lazy scoff fell from his lips as he looked to the side, a bored expression gracing her face. “ it’s tedros.” looking back at her, he saw her face fall slightly. oh no! too cool! too cool! “um- it’s tedros! i’m tedros, tedros pendragon!” he smiled at her, hoping that she doesn’t think he’s uninterested. this is going horribly. seriously, he must be sick!
“well, it’s a pleasure to meet you, tedros!” her excitement shown through her breathy voice, the volume raising the smallest amount.
his heart melted. she was so sweet, even when he had been a complete nut-job for the majority of their interactions. and, god, the enthusiasm in her voice when she spoke to him just then, he had never heard anything like it. her emotions were displayed so freely from her face and voice. he envied her.
“it’s a pleasure to meet your acquaintance, ms. y/n.” tedros bowed, tipping his head up towards her with a smile when he heard her giggle. he made a promise right at that moment that he would do everything in his power to make sure she giggled and smiled all day long.
“do-” y/n paused, hesitation leaking into her voice, “would you want to sit by me?” she smiled nervously, anticipating his response.
“i would love to.” his smile was calm as he had besides her, “what are you reading?”
her face lit up, excited to tell him all of the details, “well the main character, mel, short for melinda, is a fairy! but she doesn’t know it at the beginning of the book, she thinks she’s just a normal human girl. and it all starts when riven, the love interest, comes to her town and-”
tedros listens with an extreme focus, eager to soak in every word she speaks. that was how they spent the rest of the day, talking back and forth about their most special interests as bella glares at the blonde prince for stealing y/n’s attention away from her, before she eventually fell asleep and the two parted ways.
A/N i am working on doing a full fic for tedros x reader as I have had multiple requests for this (including 1 specific plot point) but I thought while everyone was waiting I’d get this out to give you a little look into the kinds of things I’d include!! There are references to the book as I am trying to erase the movie from my mind. (For more details please do ask, I’d love to rant)
Tedros is a sap
he would always do whatever he could to make you feel loved.
but he doesn’t realise that’s what he’s doing
he’s just naturally affectionate
he’s also insecure
he’s always scared you’re going to see past the crown and hate what’s there
the truth?
that could never happen
whoever doesn’t love the real tedros has bad taste
he’s sweet, kind, caring, and sure insecure but who can blame him with how his childhood was?
(I really hope y’all have read the books otherwise you have no clue what I’m talking about)
he’s also passionate
when he loves you, you know it
flirtatious, especially before you guys get official
secretly terrified of rejection
he loves so hard, so don’t you dare break his heart, he may never fully recover
trust issues, so when you break through that he’s completely and utterly yours
no-one can dissuade him from you
you mean so much to him if he truly trusts you
talks to you
opens up about his parents and Lancelot
always listens to you too
wants to help you however he can
once this boy falls in love with you he’s not leaving until you tell him to
would 100% be respectful if you told him you didn’t want to be with him
would be completely heartbroken but respectful
but until you tell him that he would never leave you alone
wants you to always know how much he loves you and cares for you
i don’t know what else to say apart from tedros would go to the ends of the world if it meant you were happy
i just love this man ok? I could go on for years about how loving he is
this man needs a lot of love too
like I said he’s insecure so needs to be reminded that you love him as much as he loves you
cuddles!!!
this man loves cuddles
always the little spoon
wants to be held and protected by you
feels safest when he’s touching you in some way
physical affection is his number 1 love language
he’s not always the best at comfort, at least not how he’d like to be
so physically reassuring you to remind you he’s there and listening when you need is how he comforts
he wants that too
not necessarily looking for advice straight away
just comfort
so hug him, hold his hand, let him lie in your lap, play with his hair, just touch him
finds your presence comforting
more than happy to just sit in a room together doing your own thing without talking
like you could be reading a book while he practises his sword fighting stances
just wants to be with you all the time
sneaks into your room before you get married
eventually gets to a point where he can’t sleep without you
loves waking up with you holding him
first time he does, this man buffers
he thinks you’re the most pretty person he has ever seen
just stares at you until you wake up
then when you do, he peppers you with kisses and tells you how beautiful he thinks you are
