Tumgik
#Dark Royal AU
fangirlingpuggle · 2 years
Text
Yet another DP AU this time Dad Pariah mainly just AU of Reign Storm where when Danny tires to attack Pariah instead of attacking him Pariah is like ‘Whose child is this? I am not killing a literal ghost infant’
Danny is offended and keeps trying to attack Pariah who is just holding him by the scruff of his neck like ‘Where are your parents?’ and then sees Jack and Maddie with literally house full of ghost hunting weapons and is like ‘NOPE! Not happening’
Pariah: ATTENTION DOES THIS CHILD HAVE ANY GHOST PARENTS?
Vlad*Raising arm enthusiastically*
Danny:FUCK NO
Pariah:...Yeah no
Vlad*lowering arm cursing under his breath*
Ends up putting conquest on hold to go see his husband like ‘Hey so we have a kid now can you watch him while I go conquer the human world’...he also brought flowers as a ‘Sorry I kind of went crazy and tried to kill you... and missed multiple anniversaries stuck in a sarcophagus’...there are a lot of flowers.
Clockwork is just there like.... well didn’t see this timeline coming but i’m not complaining, thank you dear I’ll watch Daniel please try not to get shoved into sarcophagus again and be back in time for dinner.
Danny is just sitting there with a hot chocolate Clockwork gave him no idea what the fuck is going on.
Bonus Pariah:I am not trying to kill a literal ghost infant who the fuck would do that??
All the other ghosts *Awkwardly avoiding eye contact*
3K notes · View notes
astralember · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
290 notes · View notes
Text
Tumblr media
𝒐𝒕7
Bring The Fire : YanderePrinces!ot7 x female reader [series] (@bangfantanfic)
The Royal Scandal : YandereKings!ot7 x maid female reader [scenarios] (@angellgguk)
Unmei : ot7 x princess reader [series] (@peachywritess )
𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒔𝒆𝒐𝒌𝒋𝒊𝒏
Mercy : YandereKing!seokjin x female reader [oneshot] (@raggaraddy)
𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒏𝒂𝒎𝒋𝒐𝒐𝒏
Tastes Like Royalty : YandereServant!namjoon x princess reader [ part I ] (@sluttyandere )
Torn Emerald Stockings : YandereKing!namjoon x female reader [ part II ] (@sluttyandere)
𝒎𝒊𝒏 𝒚𝒐𝒐𝒏𝒈𝒊
Beloved : YandereKing!yoongi x fem reader [oneshot] (@bang-tan-bitches)
𝒌𝒊𝒎 𝒕𝒂𝒆𝒉𝒚𝒖𝒏𝒈
Potrait Of A Prince : DrugaddictPrince!taehyung x female reader [oneshot] (@flowerwrites06)
𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒌 𝒋𝒊𝒎𝒊𝒏
Tainted : YanderePrince!jimin x female reader [oneshot] (@girl8890)
𝒋𝒆𝒐𝒏𝒋𝒖𝒏𝒈𝒌𝒐𝒐𝒌
Bloody Love : YandereKing!jungkook x femreader [series] (@hongjoongscafe )
Love Is A Game : YanderePrince!jungkook x fem reader [series] (@lleldey)
Silver Blades : YanderePrince!jungkook x fem reader [oneshot] (@jooniyah)
The Dark Prince : YanderePrince!jungkook x fem reader [series] (@jkeuphoriadreamland)
To Obtain The Flower : YandereKing!jungkook x fem reader [ part I ] (@mingshits )
Primrose : YandereKing!jungkook x fem reader [ part II ] (@mingshits )
Slave 19990319 : YandereAlienprince!jungkook x human! reader [ part I ] (@explicit-tae)
Concubine 19990319 : YandereAlienprince!jungkook x human! reader [ part II ] (@explicit-tae)
You Are My Crown : YanderePrince!jungkook x fem reader [oneshot] (@redsaurrce )
A Prince With A Ugly Heart : Prince!jungkook x fem reader [series] (@daydreamindollie)
Bow To You : King!jungkook x Queen reader [series] (@flowerwrites06 )
Love Letters : Prince!jungkook x maid reader [oneshot] (@bonny-kookoo )
221 notes · View notes
natsukydraws · 6 months
Text
Tumblr media
The story could have been any
166 notes · View notes
Text
Royal AU Re-introduction
(help is that a word)
Old me was ass with introductions.
Tumblr media Tumblr media
Oh yeah, here's all their ages
TSC - 16 (Turned 16 today)
TCO - 20
TDL - 20 (Bro became general at 18 😭 help pls do not correct)
Victim - 26
Alan - 47
( update on the whole age thing, i am very terrible at subtracting so i am sorry, i changed it bc someone pointed it out for me. (thank you Lavender!! ily 💕)
89 notes · View notes
emry-stars-art · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media
Doodles after learning the different meanings of different wax seals; according to this infographic using blue wax indicates romance or passion, the darker the blue, the stronger the feelings. Abram only has red wax (the default option) if any at all, but luckily he knows exactly who to ask when he finally learns there’s a separate proper way to seal certain sweet letters to his prince
Find the royal au masterpost here 💕
290 notes · View notes
katerdaddy · 2 years
Text
Tumblr media
Look I know I said I was doing a daring charming piece next,.. but briar and faybelle were on my mind and this just kinda fell out of my brain and onto the page. Enjoy angst
Ps. They’re totally in love
P.ps. Fae faybelle is the only way faybelle can be, no more of this cheerleader thing 💅
2K notes · View notes
bugsinspace · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
consider
370 notes · View notes
photofi · 11 months
Text
NAVY DOODLE [EXPRESSION PRACTICE]
hello! heres my second existence for the experimental, this one isnt anything bad more so its just me attempting the style, so theres no need to hide it behind a 'keep reading' thing, BUT itll still be tagged since itll still be put in the experimental pile, since it isnt in the same style as the others
Tumblr media
170 notes · View notes
krasytoonz · 9 months
Text
Tumblr media
I like to think that Howdy just fluffs up everytime Affection is shown kakajsjdn (it’s Funny!)
“Whatever CURSE you’re doing to me you better stop it Now!!” Is what he would say! “I don’t like this! You’re making me feel.. Butterflies!”
(And probably Barnaby would go “I dunno what you’re talking about, Buggy!” And continues to hold his hand AHHJSDBDDN)
115 notes · View notes
fangirlingpuggle · 2 years
Text
Once again a dad clockwork AU/fic prompt only where everyone else thinks CW is Danny’s dad.
Basically AU where in big fight in amity against some powerful ghosts (Maybe Dan?) everyone is watching Danny fight and then CW steps in to try and help but gets hit, Danny accidentally calls out Dad and goes to help CW. Danny doesn't even realize he’s called him Dad....but everyone else does.
GIW, Maddie and Jack are freaking out because ghosts have parents? "Phantom has a parent? does he mean actually or adoptive or....this changes so many theories. If it’s biologically then ghosts can have kids?? If adoptive then ghosts have enough empathy and emotion to bond and care about a child and we have so many questions!!!"
All of amity is also freaking out because it’s just reinforced that the ghost kid saving them IS JUST A KID!
Vlad is currently being swamped with amity residents wanting they’re mayor to address this and we have to stop attacking the kid! Vlad is both annoyed as hell that all his plans have gone to hell but also apparently Daniel has picked another parent and  it’s not him! and he is pissed mostly because it’s CW one of few ghosts he does not want to fuck with and so is plotting.
Ghosts are not faring much better either the ghost zone is in fucking chaos because Clockwork has apparently become the dad of the kid they have all tried to kill on multiple occasions. THEY ARE FREAKING OUT! Clockwork is a legend he is terrifying and they all apparently nearly killed his kid. In fact a large part of ghost zone are pretty convinced that Danny may like literally be Clockwork kids because yeah he’s half human but honestly Clockwork is the master of time, he controls time if any ghost was going to have a kid with weird powers and able to change to a human it would be him.
The older ghosts and other ancients are all internally screaming because they know who Clockworks partner is. Now all the most powerful ghosts in the ghost zone have cork boards like Always Sunny meme drawing similarities between CW pariah and Danny. They are at this point convinced of a conspiracy in which they had a kid then Pariah went crazy and CW did some time shit to send the kid to the future and somehow make him human? They don’t know they’re freaking out.
Clockwork is trying to explain that no Daniel is not his child, there is no official adoption and no he is not his Pariah’s secret child... No one believes him.
Other ancients: We have connected the dots
CW:NO you haven’t there are no dots to even connect
Other ancients:We have connected them!
Danny is dying of embarrassment in the human world, this is so much worse than accidentally calling a a teacher dad. Tucker and Sam are still dying of laughter... less so when Fright Knight appears calling him ‘my prince’....and isn’t that a weird way to find out the CLOCKWORK IS MARRIED TO PARIAH.
Bonus: Pariah somehow busts out of the sarcophagus and busts into the tower
Pariah: WE HAVE A SON??
CW*head in hands* Ugh fine you know what just gonna roll with this
3K notes · View notes
astralember · 8 months
Text
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
229 notes · View notes
Note
I've been wondering about something about Wally's "Warlock staff"....
Tumblr media
What the heck is that? A crystal of some kind?? (I've been wondering for so long with the project I'm working on)
that would be a crystal - and a conduit for Home's power! Wally uses it to channel and utilize the magic Home gives him. technically he can cast without it, but casting without a "lightning rod" makes the magic undiluted when used - which is rarely a good thing when your power comes from a demon!
49 notes · View notes
jellyfosh · 6 months
Text
Redemption Squad Character Sheet, Getting to know them and Introduction.
Hello, Im JellyFosh. Jelly can work. I’m 19 years old and this here contains AVA/M content and maybe other stuff. I also have an Ask blog/Ask of this AU called Redemption Squad.
ANON MAGIC Rules
Anons/Asks are allowed to use Anon magic but not to all V
You are not allowed to fully insert yourself to their lives, like those Y/n x Wattpad stories. No.
If you plan to follow up the Glitch text anon, Please put the translation so i can understand what you trying to say, i will not answer it if theres no translation below it.
You are not allowed to attack them or be Villain Anons to the Redemption Squad. I already plan to make a main story of them with a villain or a group of them.
Ask Redemption Squad
Noticed how some of the asks I received ended up going guess of the squad due to lack of background and lore. To fix it, I made a character sheet regarding The Redemption Squad. I will pin this so it will be more easier. I try to limit the lore since i still want to give it a wow.
I might update this pin in later future.
Plot: All once villains or bad guys are living together in a road of redemption to better themselves. Each of them has stories left to be unfold, experiences and adventures while CG and Purple are on with theirs.
We’ll learn more about them as we progress.
MAIN STORY REDEMPTION SQUAD
As I said earlier at the Anon Magic. I plan to make a main story of the Redemption Squad. As Ask Redemption Squad is different. I plan to call it Road To Redemption. And putting villains so on.
INTRODUCING THE SQUAD V
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
ADDED ASK (Until i figure out how tf can i make a secondary blog for it) The Living Heir AU
Description: Gold now goes by as Goliath, living in the Nether and rules as it’s Prince. Along with his companion witch/wizard Merlin and his Mentor who is off from time to time.
71 notes · View notes
hiimtheproblem87times · 2 months
Text
AvA/M - Royal AU - introduction
Before i changed my Appearance (talking about my profile) i wanted to introduce this AU i made a back in a while.
Here are Their Introductions!! (Warning: very terrible Grammar)
TCO - Chosen is the Royal Crownguard (i did not like the armor, i'm gonna have to change that) he Protect his people and his rights for the kingdom. He is the second oldest son.
TDL - Dark is the High General and Sometimes does a little chaos. He is the middle son.
TSC - Second is the future Heir to the Throne! But he has alot to Learn about his Kingdom, Along with his friends on the way! But.. Ever since he was Born. The queen passed away, Alan has been Very protective Around him, Brothers Split up. There Will be a Comic i'm making about their Past and there Reunion.
Tumblr media
Next up is Victim and Alan!
Victim - Victim is an Assassin! Very Skilled with his Mercs by his Side, his right hand man is Agent! (obv) He is the First Son.
Alan becker - Alan is the King! He loves his Kingdom and his Sons Forever! But Since the Queen Passed away, His family Had been messed up.
Tumblr media
Some more information!:
Since the queen Passed away, Stickfigures from other Kingdoms Found out about Second's Power, So strong...Powerful..Hungry... They Tried to Steal His Power, Alan Knew about this, he was Helpless Bc his other Sons Split up, but now that they heard that their Brother is in Danger... They're Coming Home. A Family Reunion Comic is Coming!!
Here's a Sneak peak Comic i'm Making :)
"16 Years Ago...."
Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media Tumblr media
Hope you Kinda Enjoy this AU :D
74 notes · View notes
jeanbie · 1 year
Text
Tumblr media
WAYS TO SAY I LOVE YOU #5 ★ masterlist.
pairing: levi x reader
genre: royal guard au | warnings: mature language, fantasy worlds, violence, blood, character death, battle violence, decapitation, game of thrones inspired violence | wc: 3.4k
note: one of my fave works ever :')
⏤ Imagine the way they say I love you. Imagine the words shouted at top volume, in the middle of an argument, never meant to come out that way.
Tumblr media
Growing up, Levi had rarely thought of anybody other than himself. He was selfish, arrogant, cold and standoffish to his friends and family, brooding in his chambers and isolated from children his age. And so, really, he can’t complain about the fact that his father got fed up by his antics and sent him to a facility outside of his village, grooming boys into men, men into Gods who would later serve Lords and Ladies. Levi had never expected to go up in the world, but he did; quite possibly, Levi had the biggest task on hand after his graduation- like every great Kingdom, there was a monarchy. And, as it so happened, their princess was in need of a protector.
He’d been doing that since he was nineteen, standing like a shadow behind the young princess and watching without judgement as she cried, as she obeyed, as she writhed under the stares of suitors and yells from the monarchy behind closed doors. Levi was still selfish, despising the King and Queen and at the same time, needing every moment of his life to be by your side, making sure nobody hurt you or even thought of touching you. Princess Y/N, the only daughter and heir to this Kingdom; his Princess and his life, who he’d do anything for.
Should the city fall, Levi had a conditioned procedure and a network of exits to take, including a well-known passage out of the city towards the Sacred Temple of the Anders, where he had trained meticulously for eight years of his life. Naturally, Levi had never felt the need to practise this with you- this Kingdom was safe and secure, and would never fall under siege. 
Of course, now, he curses himself; outside the window, Levi can see turrets of thick grey smoke rising to the sky and glimpses of flames inside shop windows, the screams of the people- by extension, his people- as they fled on foot, on horse, on all fours, escaping the flames and the gunshots and the arrows that were being shot from trees and dugouts, men on horseback.
“Your Grace, it is of paramount importance that we leave right this instant.”
Behind him, Levi can hear the grand maester shouting at you from the door to your keep, his chains clinking nervously as a thud sends bricks from a nearby avenue crashing through the castle walls. He gasps with horror and has the nerve to grab at your arm, as Levi sees when he turns around. Before he can intervene, you yank yourself out of his grasp with a scowl.
“I will leave when I please, and I will leave when Levi says so. If you have anything against my judgement, I would enjoy hearing it at a trial for your head. Now, if you don’t mind,” you huff, finally looking at Levi and as you turn, your expression falls. 
There’s no word from the King or Queen, or any other royal council member for that matter. As the world comes crumbling down, there’s only you and him, and the withering old maester who eventually loses nerve, treasonously scoffing in your direction before finally fleeing down the swirling staircase towards, presumably, the next best exit.
Levi follows his body as he leaves before looking back at you, feeling his heart wrench at your fallen expression, eyes filling with tears and skin glassy. He takes several steps forward, because Levi is the only person authorised to be within inches of you without asking beforehand, and takes your forearms in his hands gently.
“Princess, I believe it is time to go,” he says.
“My parents- the King, the Queen-”
“Should have already left, your Grace,” Levi finishes. Your bottom lip quivers with the threat of a cry, and Levi without thinking cups your face with his hands, his thumb smoothing a fallen tear away. “It’s okay. I’ve got you and I’m not going to let a single thing happen to you, okay?”
You nod around a sniffle, gently stepping away and placing your crown down onto the bed, on a pillow where you hope it will remain. If not, somebody else can wear it with pleasure; if there’s a chance your family are alive, they might even look for you once this is all over. Otherwise…
You look back at Levi, whilst he’s busy taking another glance out of the window as if analysing the outside damage. Levi was undeniably one of the strongest, bravest and most selfless people you thought you had ever met. He put you before anything, even if it meant danger for himself, and absolutely anybody in the world would be lucky to have him in their service. While he stares away, you catch your breath and slip your hand into his, wanting the safety of his touch, his presence, to physically feel him there with you.
When your hand slots into his, Levi snaps his head away from the damage and stares at them, intertwined. He sniffs and inhales the smell of dust and brings your hand to his mouth, kissing your knuckles and finally looking at you with a scared, yet composed breath of air: “Okay. Stay as close to me as you can, okay?”
“Yes,” you reply quietly, immediately doing as he says and gluing yourself to his body. He welcomes it, embracing it, as he hurriedly begins a descent down the staircase and onwards with his pre-planned escape route. 
It’s simple, and easy to navigate, made up of stairways and corridors that only he knows about, lefts and rights down walkways that hadn’t been dusted in years. With every grumble of damage above your head, you whimper, following Levi further down the castle before finally reaching the dungeon doors. It could be easy for Levi, if he were the type, to kill you in here, or hand you over to the invaders as a welcome present, but he doesn’t; he pushes the door open and pulls you inside, setting off towards the back entrance that just occurs to you is open and untouched, revealing out towards the back of the castle near the creek, and the open passage you both used on evenings to explore the city and the fields, catch frogs in the spring in the pools, watch fireflies and lanterns on summer evenings.
Levi has you halfway down the corridor when suddenly he pushes you into an alcove, the sound of spraying bullets echoing in the corridor. A torn cry of horror leaves your throat as Levi pushes his weight onto you and against the wall in a crouch. A series of voices in a foreign dialect laugh from further by the exit, footsteps slowly moving forward. They think they’ve got a hit.
“Are you hit? Are you hurt?” Levi asks hurriedly, his hands searching for injuries he won’t forgive himself for.
“No, no. Are you?” you reply and he shakes his head quickly, sighing with premature relief. “Levi-”
“I am going to go out there and I’m going to clear the way for us,” he explains, and the plan sounds diabolical and you shake your head as he speaks, “and when I say so, you will run down that corridor and outside. If I’m not behind you, then you must go without me. Go as far as you can, past the forest like we used to, towards the windmill and the lonely tree.”
“Levi-”
“There will be someone there for you,” Levi continues breathlessly, “and they will take you someplace safe, okay? Promise me, please. Promise me you will do as I say.”
You gape at him as he tries to hand you something in his fist. “What? No, absolutely not, I will not leave you behind! Who do you think I am?”
“You are the Princess and your safety is my number one concern.”
“Yes, I am the Princess, and I command you to stay by my side,” you stress indignantly. “I am not leaving here without you.”
Levi’s face darkens with frustration, the item in his hand now forced into yours. You realise that it is a necklace- his necklace, with his family ring attached like a pendant, the chain slightly dirty and skinny. As tears pool in your eyes, you glare at him.
“Don’t be so stupid,” Levi snaps. “Don’t you dare put my life before yours.”
“But you can put mine before yours?”
“That is my job!” Levi replies. The footsteps are approaching closer, hurried and searching. “Just do as I say!”
“No, I can’t-I can’t leave you, Levi.”
“You hold no obligation to save my life,” Levi points out. “So, why?”
“Because,” you cry out. “Because I love you, Levi! That’s why!”
The words come out without you wanting them to, and you can’t undo it; Levi hears it over the crashes of explosions above you and he’s rendered speechless, his eyes looking at every feature of your face with an unreadable expression. He looks pained, heartbroken, his head tilting up with a forced, “fuck,” and he blinks rapidly, to stop his eyes from filling up.
“Why,” he says quietly, looking back at you; his eyebrows are pinched, his face in agony, “why now? Why would you say that now?”
“I’m sorry, I don’t know if I’ll get to say it again,” you admit, and after you say them, Levi looks like he’s actually about to cry when he pulls your face towards his, capturing your lips in a firm and deep kiss. It’s short, because it has to be, and he holds your face for a little longer before sighing shakily and pulling away. “Levi- please-”
“I’ll be right back,” he promises, nodding as he speaks. He reaches for his sword- he knows how to use it around the hunting rifles, because they’re slow to reload, and heavy, and he’s not. “You know what to do. Okay? Hm? Yeah, okay?”
You force yourself to nod: “Okay.”
Levi doesn’t want to leave, but he knows that above anything else he wants in the world, he wants you to be able to live, and rest at the end of the day. Granting himself another few seconds to look at you and memorise your face, he smiles around his pain and turns into the hallway. Immediately as he steps out, hellfire; you clench your eyes closed and cover your ears with your hands, struggling to breathe around heavy sobs. From your mouth leaves frantic cries to God, asking him that if he’s there and if he loves you, will he save the one you need to keep living?
A few moments pass, and as you bury your head between your knees, a cold hand on your head makes you shoot up with alarm. Spotting Levi’s face in the blur of your tears makes you cry more, not at first recognising the wound in his leg, the blood pouring down his skin and his trousers torn around the knees. Levi says something- you can see his lips moving but nothing is coming out; he forces you up off the floor and holds you close to him as he limps back out into the corridor. As he hurries you down, you trip over the extended hands of bodies Levi has slain, their faces forever remembered as the ones who tried to take him away from you.
The sunshine of the creek is what you can see, and it occurs to you that Levi has smuggled you out. As expected, by the apple tree by the fountain is the white horse Levi raised from a foal, his mane matted and slightly bloody. He whinnies as Levi clambers forward, and before he raises himself up onto his back, he helps you up, a hand on your legs as he lifts you with a quiet grunt. He doesn’t have much time- the sound of battle cries back towards the castle indicates that more rebels have seen the slaughter, and they know you’ve escaped. 
Levi untangles his horse’s reins from the tree branch and heaves himself up; you're sitting in his lap, essentially, unsafely with your body facing his and legs swung around his waist. He does this for his own selfish needs to keep you safe, his arms around you to cage you in so you don’t fall. Wasting no time, Levi rattles the reigns and the horse gallops towards the entry.
For a few minutes, he thinks he’s safe.
Your head is on his shoulder, your ragged gasps of air in his ear and blowing on his neck. Levi just wants to cry- he wants to cry so badly and loudly, and lift you up in his arms and tell you that he loves you and that he’d do anything for you. Those three words are on his tongue ready to be spilled when the crack of a whip sends a shudder down his spine. Over his shoulder, you squeak with fear as a herd of rebels emerges from down the street, blobs that slowly gain shape as they hurry towards you with haste.
The scenery is a green and brown blur, the smoke from your kingdom clustering in the sky and filling the air with a choking and overwhelming smell of ash and fire. That same fire catches to the trees, flames spreading like water spilling and the wildlife protected by your family name scurry away to safety, deer on the road next to you, a squirrel catching a ride on the back of a wild wolf that pays no mind to Levi and his horse. It’s a game of life or death.
Further down the narrow path, Levi sees them; he sees the group of Anders boys standing around the lonely tree on top of the passing hill, where the end of the kingdom stands. He can make out three, on horseback and he doesn’t let himself get too excited- instead he sends his horse rushing towards them. Behind the three, there was more, he could see heads bobbing like fishing boats as the horse settled on the grass. Anders could help them- Anders could get rid of the rebels behind you.
Around his waist, Levi feels you shuffle, your hands creeping up his back between his shoulder blades as you sit back to look at his face. He trusts his horse and looks at you with faith.
“We’re almost there,” he promises, his eyes looking deep into yours as they flicker to the rebels and back to them: “Don’t look at them, baby, look at me, okay? Look at me, Y/N.”
You do, focusing in on his gaze.
“I love you so much,” Levi says, his composure slipping. “I love you.”
“I know,” you reply softly. His horse gallops faster, nearing the hill. The grass is right ahead, “I know. I love you too-”
A horrified scream leaves Levi’s throat as the rebels send out their arrows; one flies through the back leg of his horse and the other shoots straight through your skull, a circle of red around the middle of your eyes as the arrow hits your brain and kills you instantly. As his horse falls, so do you; everything goes tumbling to the twigs and gravel in a matter of seconds and Levi cannot breathe.
Anders move from the hill downwards but he’s not even looking. Levi feels his whole body shaking and his heart hammering in his chest, bile in his throat; your head is split open with crimson, the blood shining in the sun and Levi cries out loud, shouting to the skies as he frantically holds your head with his hands, feeling his body go rigid with tremors as he inhales the smell of your skull, his hands covered with it. This was his fault- he had told you not to look; if you’d have looked, you could have seen them raising their arrows, he could have taken cover - he could have saved you.
Levi is not the only person paralysed; the shooter freezes on his horse. He wasn’t supposed to hit you. He was aiming for Levi, but his horse had jolted and he let go too soon; without you, there was no chance the other kingdoms would accept their King on the throne. He pulls his horse back, trying to flee, but Mike from Anders slices the leg of his horse off, watching the stallion move to the floor with pain and Mike ends its suffering before it can truly suffer, thrusting his sword into the chest of the shooter without a word.
Levi sits. 
Even when Erwin, another man from Anders, comes up behind him with his hands on his shoulders, trying to force him back, he doesn’t budge. He can barely hear Erwin screaming at him to move, everything feels like he’s underwater. When Erwin removes his hand quickly and Levi feels the floor vibrating beneath his knees, Levi looks up. Anders have tucked their tails and left, Mike now on his horse and retreating back to the tree. The rebels can’t touch them there- they’re on sacred ground.
In his head, flashing images of your smile replay, the static in his ears. This was his fault. This was all his fault.
Quietly, Levi whispers I’m sorry, his lips on your hands as he gently sets you down on the floor. Mike rides up to him, stopping for one moment and looking at him silently. Nothing is said but he knows what to do, he knows what Levi wants. 
In less than three seconds, Mike jumps off his horse and gathers you in his arms, mounting the horse once more and riding towards the plains. If Levi’s lucky, they might get his body too.
Rising to his feet, Levi feels a wave of anger washing over him; his body vibrates with hostility and his face is darkened with pain and sorrow and guilt. As the rebels surge towards him, singing battle cries, Levi unsheathes his sword and stands his ground, feeling the energy from the earth ride through his body. All he can think about is you- his Y/N, his Princess, his meaning and will to live.
And they’ve taken that away from him.
Levi fights for your honour until he feels the clean blade of a sword on his neck. When the blade cuts and slices Levi’s head off his neck and shoulders, Mike’s horse bristles and he turns away unexpectedly, bringing you closer to his chest and retreating down the plain and back towards the Temple of Anders.
If Erwin wanted, he and his men could shoot those rebels, who laugh and cheer tauntingly as they drag Levi’s body up and pull it towards one of their horses. On the side, in a sack on one of the stallions, Erwin spots the tufts of fur from a wolf from the sacred forests, blood dripping from the sawn-off head like a tap. The foreign rebels are famous for what they’ll do next, and what they’ll show to celebrate the death of the monarchy- the irony of a sacred creature sewn onto a sacred guard to the sacred monarchy.
Erwin turns away. What’s done is done, and the only thing he can do now, is save himself.
230 notes · View notes