#king x knight

[ftm-fox-prince]

Young dumb twink king and his protective, smart advisor

The king is perched on the lap of his advisor, on the throne, showering kisses onto his neck. Anyone who questions the display gets a view of the advisor’s cock disappearing into the king’s ass.

While the advisor does all the thinking, and is the one who truly runs the country, the king spends all his time as an object of worship. Not only for his people, who see him as a god figure, but for his advisor. The advisor who takes apart the king’s robes every night, and kisses his way down the young royal’s body.

The king sees his advisor as a father figure, a guiding light that helps him, takes care of him, and plows his ass until he screams daddy so loud that the whole palace can hear him.

This post is about mlm. Please don’t interact is you are strictly wlw. Don’t add any sapphic additions to my posts.

#mlm nsft #ftm nsft #trans nsft #ftm kink #mlm kink #trans kink #mlnb nsft #ftm ns/fw #t4t nsft #t4t mlm #t4t ns/fw #t4t kink #mlm royalty kink #royalty kink #king x knight #ftm royalty kink #mine

[lunar-writes-things]

My Knight in Shining Armor

Pairing: Rendog x Reader

Summary: In which your oath is broken but not by your own measures

Genre: Romance, fluff

Extra notes: Kinda sad in the beginning, 

Content warnings (If any): Y/n thinking scars are ugly (THEYRE NOT BTW)

WC: 2.4k

You were born to be a guard to a Royal. 

Your Mother and Father were Guards and they needed someone to continue the bloodline. Guarding the monarch is not an easy job, you knew that. Vigorous training prepared you for any and all situations. 

The ruler was more important than your life

That was the thing you were told for most of your life. 

But no one told you how exhausting it would be. You're entire life dedicated to one person, to someone who doesn't even treat you as a human. It hurt but it was your reality. Your kingdom wasn't very nice either. The king who you grew up around was easily exiled right before war and was replaced with an incompetent lover of the essential god. 

This ruler was not kind. Using his men as shields. However, you were his personal guard and you took most of the hits for the king. From the short time that he took over, Your three scars turned to hundreds from blocking the attacks on his life and the non-existent poison tolerance that you had soon became a hefty skill that was needed to protect the king. 

Many nights you cried to sleep or were sick with a raging fever that had to be ignored in favor of protecting your current royal leader. 

Many nights you wished you had never been born for this life. 

No one told you how empty you would feel after leaving. 

You left for another realm when you were on your last life, somewhere calm and nice. Somewhere to relieve you of all stress and somewhere that will allow your true passion to shine through. 

Hermitcraft 

The server was not small by any means but when you stepped through the portal still in your Armor, you expected the scars underneath to vanish.

They didn't

You would have to live with this marking of evil for the rest of your life. 

Sighing you sucked up your emotions and made sure your helm was on tight and had no chance of ever getting off. The People greeted you with warm smiles so you greeted them the best way you knew how by dropping to a knee, putting your fisted left hand over your heart, and bowing your head. 

"A pleasure to be here," You said and looked up "Thank you for having me." 

"Thank you for joining us," A man in front of you said, he was dressed in a red shirt, suspenders, and jeans with what seemed to be wolf ears and a tail "We can't wait to see what you cook up this season." 

You gave him a smile they couldn't see and said "I hope its up to your expectations." 

With that the group split up and for the first time in all of your life... You were alone. 

No one to follow, no one to protect, it felt... 

empty

You appreciated the peace but in the back of your mind, something ached for you to protect. Something told you be wary of everything and everyone when you knew you had no reason to. Still, after punching down a tree the first thing you made was a makeshift wooden sword. An ode to something that was born to be killed. 

You weren't far into the season making friends and cracking jokes and never taking off your helm when Ren himself had decided he would be king. Hearing the declaration you dropped to a kneel, right leg at a 90 degree angle and right arm resting upon it. 

The others were either confused or just kinda agreed. Thus ended the meeting and most people left. 

Most

You, Bdubs and Ren stayed in the room. You never moved from your position, staying as still as a statue. You would until the king dismissed you. 

“Y/n?” Ren asked 

“Yes, my king?” You replied softly 

“Look at me,” He said curiously and watched in surprise as your head snapped up “Stand?” 

You stood so quickly it made you dizzy

“Why do you do that?” Ren asked 

“I am a knight, it is my duty to protect the king. Shall there be a monarch around, I shall play into the role I was born to do.” You replied, voice never wavering despite the tears welling up in your eyes. You never wanted to be in this position again yet here you were 

“At ease,” Bdubs said but you did nothing 

“At ease?” Ren sounded unsure but you relaxed and he sighed “Feel free to speak freely. What was that about?” 

“Old habits die hard,” You shrugged 

"By the way," Bdubs piped up "What do you mean 'play into the role I was born to do?' That was... interesting. Does it have to do with the armor you're always wearing and why we cant see your face under your helmet?" 

"Yes," You said "That's a long story however, and I'm not quite sure how long we have." 

"Right now we have all the time in the world." Ren said with a playful smile "and Dogs are very good listeners." 

"Okay..." You started slowly "Might wanna have a seat though, Your legs may get tired." 

When they sat, Ren in his throne and Bdubs in the chair beside and you on the floor, You began your story. A tale of a baby born to be a guard, a tale of human sacrifice that never died, a tale of a person in complete and utter misery and a tale of someone who is healing and practicing healthy boundaries. 

"Y/n..." Ren whispered and knelt before them "You don't have to do this." 

"I know, but It feels nice having a purpose again." Y/n admitted "Although i do hate myself for knowing I may have to sacrifice so many lives for you." 

"You will never have to sacrifice yourself for me," Ren grabbed your hands and looked at you earnestly "You are a person and you deserve to be treated as such." 

Your heart skipped a beat and suddenly you were glad no one could see your face as you were blushing a bright pink and you felt your helm get ten times warmer.  "I- I thank you My king," You whispered "I deeply appreciate your words and I pledge to stay by your side no matter what will happen and shall I fail you may take my head." 

for it would be easier if you take my head rather than my heart

 

Y/n was Ren's guard almost immediately and thus began their good deeds around the server. 

As Y/n followed Ren around with a watchful eye and previous paranoia creeping up but as you spent more time with him... you couldn't help but start to feel... Something. An unfamiliar emotion you've never encountered before in your life but when you asked Pearl and Gem about it, they giggled and said that you were in love. 

This had you blushing hard beneath your helm. You had seen love, Every so often when you were allowed to have a free day, you visited the city within the castle walls. There you saw all kinds of love. It was eye opening and had you yearning to leave the kingdom you were born to protect but you never thought you would fall for the person you were serving.

 Ren on the other hand knew exactly what this emotion was, because he was experiencing it with you. It was impossible to leave your watchful eye but he didn't even think he wanted to. Being around you was so... invigorating yet so calming. It made his tail wag at speeds he didn't know of. 

He was so enamored by your presence and your fierce personality. Despite it being a little off-putting at first, Ren began to fall in love with your loyalty, the fact that when he was around he knew he would be safe no matter what but he soon fell for your kindness. 

You were always helping someone. When Grian was spooked out of his mind, you calmed him down and let him rest on your shoulders while you walked and talked about everything and everything that you knew about being a knight. When Xisuma was having a hard time with his base you helped him and gave suggestions and even helped him build. Now, You were helping Jellie out of a tree because she was spooked by some thunder and now you were soaking wet while he and Bdubs stood dry under the umbrella that you made. 

When you finally got Jelly down, You protected the cat all the way to Scarland and even build a small shelter for the kitten in the pouring rain. When you rejoined Ren, you still stood under the rain, letting him and Bdubs have the umbrella so he insisted to head back to the crastle. 

"I think that will be all for today Y/n." Ren said as you entered the crastle "Please take a break and a shower. I don't need my faithful guard getting sick."

"Of course My king," You said and made your way into the Crastle and into the room that was designated to be yours

Ren sighed as he watched you leave, tail and ears drooping." 

"You are down bad," Bdubs said once you were out of ear shot and Ren's ears perked up as he flushed a bright red 

"Yeah- I am." He said "But I don't think Y/n would ever go for someone like me. Didn't they say that it could get them intruble if they fell for the king they served?" 

"That was in their old realm," Bdubs pointed out "This is their new realm and you're king. If you really wanted you could change that for them." 

"You're right..." Ren said, his tail beginning to was ferociously "I'll go tell them right now!" 

You had sighed in relief when you took the warm shower. The rain chilled you to your bones and even through most of your armor deflected the rain it still seeped through the gaps of where you have to move your joints. 

Now within the safety of your room, all your armor was off including your helm. It felt wonderful to not be in that enclosed space but there was still a wary part of you that felt the need to keep it close but you figured you didn't need it as you were half naked after getting out of your shower thinking no one would burst in. 

You thought wrong 

Ren burst in spouting some new decree that slowly sputtered out when he noticed you, half dressed and armor off. When Ren walks in on them changing, he falls in love all over again. Their flushed face is a sight to behold with eyes glittering like the gems below the earth's crust and a mouth so plush he has to physically restrain himself from kissing them. 

"My king?" they ask, shaking from nervousness and the fact that they felt (and was basically) naked in front of the king 

Their crush.

"Y/n?" He asked softly and watched as Panic flooded through you 

"Don't look at me!" You exclaimed and used your hand to try and hide your face, try to hide all the scars that had marred you and made you unattractive 

"Y/n... Your face..." He said softly and stepped forward "You're absolutely gorgeous." 

"Wait- What?" Y/n asked and Ren grabbed your arm and brought it down so he could see your face "What do you mean. I'm hideous. These scars of evil remind me everyday why I wear my helm. Why I stopped protecting kings that didn't treat people correctly. Scars that remind me that I should be dead." 

"Those scars are proof of your victories." Ren spoke up and cupped your face, thumb tracing some of the smaller scars on your cheek "They are proof that You should be alive because if you were really meant to be dead then you would be gone already. You are not hideous, In fact I think you're more beautiful this way." 

A chill went down your spine as he called you beautiful and traced the scars. You closed your eyes and slowly leaned into his touch, cautious in case he ever decided he was joking. 

"Are you sure?" You asked softly "Many of the men in my old kingdom shamed me for my scars. Calling me hideous, a monster, and some other cruel words. After a few times I just never took off my armor in front of other people again." 

"They are liars," Ren said softly and leaned forward to press his forehead against yours "And they were just intimidated by your beauty. They did not see your kindness, your loyalty, your humor, and all the things that make you shine brighter than any diamond." 

You were rendered speechless and before you could stop yourself the words tumbled from your lips 

"I love you so much Ren." The words were said in such a rush eve you could barely catch them but you said them and you slapped your hands over your mouth and turned a beautiful cherry red but ren? 

Ren looked so relieved to hear those words

"I Love you too Y/n," He said "May I kiss you?" 

"Yes," You sighed 

Ren was slow with his kiss, Pressing his lips to yours slowly as if to not scare you. He pulled away after a second and he twitched, as if he was restraining himself. His tail was wagging behind him wildly and he pulled you in for another kiss, this one with more passion and it took your breath away. 

"Be mine Y/n," He whispered, his voice breathy when he pulled away "I may not be king forever but I will do everythin in my power to make sre you are always treated like royalty." 

"Even if you are not king, I will protect you with my life." You replied "For you will always be my king." 

Ren grinned and pressed kisses all over your face. 

"Thank you." He whispered against your skin 

#hermitcraft smp #hermitcraft #hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft rendog #rendog #rentheking #renthedog #ren x reader #rendog x reader #luna has written #king x knight

[alliartist]

Tee hee

This is a specific moment in one of my stories, where the scales tip from “idk if it’s just me” to “oh, we’re both in it.”

This story is fully written and I still can’t think of a name for it!

#art #illustration #king #knight #king x knight #romance #my art #Nere x Lorell

[jacks-dark-oc-stuff]

Family Portrait Redrawn With Color

2024 and 2023

I got worse I know

#rowan #adonis #mila #rowan x adonis #oc art #jacks ocs #oc #argenti story line #king x knight #prince x knight #regency romance

[aroacedevilcake]

Wait, are Mafia boss and bodyguard romances just the ModernAU™ of king and knight romances???

#King x knight #mafia boss #Mafia boss romance #Modern au

[hopelessromanticfantasies]

hi!! your blog is AMAZING and your writing style is AWESOME and your vibes are so POETIC and I'm a hopeless romantic knight too and this is COOL

can I have some sfw prince x knight love confessions? any time, any place, I just need beautiful, romantic, dramatic love confessions

Oh my gosh! Oh my gosh! First ask ever! Thank you so very much! Hopeless romantic knights club forever. And yes, I can most certainly give you some prince x knight love confessions.

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My prince has finally been crowned. Well, I'm supposed to call him my king now, I suppose. I'm happy for my love, I'm happy that his father is finally gone and dead. It is good for our people, and it is good for him. My only trouble with his coronation, is that I fear he will no longer have need of me. Right now he is conversing with other kings and nobility - they are all trying to gain his favour - while I sit alone in the rose gardens twiddling my thumbs. "Oh, I'm so glad I could finally get away from them!" Speak of the devil and he shall appear. "So, my knight, how do I look in my new suit?" My pr- king turns around, smirking, showing of his new white and silver suit. In the moonlight he glows and sparkles like a star that heaven favours over all the others. "You are beautiful, my king." I answer. "My king? I'll never get used to that, stick with my love." He runs a hand through my hair, ruffling it slightly. "Shouldn't you go back inside?" "What? Do you not care for my company anymore darling?" He jokes, but I always take him too seriously. "No, of course not, I just don't want to steal you away from all of your new friends." "Bah! You will always be better than any of my new friends." I cannot help smiling at his words. "Thank you." He stares down at me for a little bit, taking me in. Then he says something I thought I would never hear from another soul. "I love you." I am taken aback for a moment, processing what he just said to me, confessed to me. I was afraid he would forget about me but instead he made my wildest dreams come true. "Well, aren't you going to say anything back? Scream at me, Tell me you hate m-" I cut him off by tackling him to the ground in a hug- "Whoa, you're going to turn my white suit brown! Knight!" "I love you." I whisper. I begin rising, so I may help him off the ground and possibly save his suit from being stained with dirt, but he pulls me back down, kissing my lips and then in embracing me. "My king-" "Ah." "My love," I correct myself. "I thought you didn't want to stain your suit." "Who cares about my suit when you love me! Who on earth cares!" He finally stops rolling us around and we lay on our sides facing each other. After a long silence I speak. "Say it again." "I love you, my darling." He repeats. "Your turn." "I love you, my lord." We then turn into a mess of 'I love you's and kisses.

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I'll probably make some more love confessions, I've already got an angsty one in mind, so keep an eye out if you're interested.

Thank you so much for the ask anon, I screamed in excitement for a good long while when I saw I got my first asks. So, if anyone, including you have any more prompts or anything, please go ahead and ask. I would love to do some writing for y'all.

#prince x knight #achilean #romance #mlm #hopeless romantic fantasy #asks #prompts #love confession #romantic #king x knight #hope you liked it anon!

[deadsetobsessions]

Danny Fenton is so damn sick of rich fruit loops. It’s worse now, since he’s one of them.

It’s not Vlad that he’s with, thank the Ancients, but Danny isn’t sure that this is better.

Because he’s Timothy Drake, a baby, and he’s been reincarnated after the Ancient of Reincarnation accidentally drank too much wine.

He’s going to kick their ass so hard when he gets back.

Danny huffs. He rolls over, ignoring the silent manor. Sure, he’s read the comics. Sure, he laughed and imagined being adopted by Batman- come on, Danny had black hair and blue eyes even back then, he was totally adoption bait- when his parents gave him reason to lose trust in their love. But that’s it, that’s all he thought it was. A day dream, a wish for a universe that didn’t exist.

Danny hadn’t understood the reality of the whole Infinite Realms thing, a place he was now the King of. Batman? Real. Danny? Reincarnated. Hotel? Trivago.

Like, this wasn’t what he meant, dammit.

And now he’s stuck as Timothy Drake, and Ancients, he was starting to see parallels.

——

Danny tried photography. He really did. He wanted to at least stick to the source material. But that’s not who he is. Even with the shiny new brain that memorized, catalogued, and put together clues at the snap of his fingers, but Danny’s never been one to take photos. It’s a respectable art, for sure, but Danny preferred to live in the moment instead of capturing it to remember forever. It’s just-

He watched the Graysons fall. He watched Dick Grayson turn into Robin. And Danny can’t and won’t ever betray his Obsession like that, ever again. He can’t let Jason die for his “story” to begin. That’s not how Danny works.

He’s there to protect.

Danny hasn’t ever been just Tim. Danny was also Tim and the Ghost King without a haunt. But now? Gotham is his haunt. He, in lieu of an actual city spirit, is Gotham. He’s also a Drake. And Drakes were meant to hoard.

Batman and Robin? They are his.

He claimed them, as a Drake. But that claim is weak. So he claimed them as their city, and that is a claim that will never be able to be challenged.

Danny’ll be damned before he allows some lanky starved clown beat the life out of one of his Robins. So, for the first time in his nine years on this planet, Tim-Danny goes ghost and flies.

“Who- who. Are you?” Robin slurred from his place in Danny’s hold. He is broken, yes. But not dead. Danny infuses some of his vitality, his ecto, into Jason’s injuries to help them heal.

“Gotham.” Danny replied, layering his ghostly voice with those of the city.

“Goth’m?”

“Gotham. Sleep, little bird. Your city has got you.”

When Robin, Jason, settled with a sense of trust that tugs at Danny’s core, Danny carried him to Batman, whose eyes were wild and manic. He glared menacingly at the green and white ghost in front of him, who was holding his broken and beaten son-

Well, it’d be menacing if Danny hadn’t watched him eat bricks and mortar, crashing into a building while using his grappling gun.

“You-”

“I am Gotham.” Danny cut him off. Despite his wary nature and natural paranoia, Batman settled at his city’s gaze rested on him. Danny knew that Batman recognized his city. Batman’s head bowed, but his eyes stayed on Robin. “You were supposed to take care of Robin.”

“I- I know.” And that voice was all Bruce Wayne the Dad instead of Batman the Vigilante. Danny gently placed Robin in Batman’s arms, taking in the tremors as he held his son close.

“Go back, Bruce. And make sure Jason knows how much you love him.”

He laughed as Bruce whipped his head upwards. “I am your city. You are mine as much as I am yours. I’ve known of you before you were born.”

Technically? Not untrue. But Bruce will chalk it up to weird magic shit. It’s not like it’s a secret that Gotham’s kind of curse. Besides, this way, Danny will be able to help out more often. And Bruce won’t be able to connect Tim Drake to the “Spirit of Gotham.”

“Return, my knight. This is not your city. I can not protect you as well as I can in Gotham.”

“Thank you… Gotham.”

Danny sighed. He wondered when he’ll have to field questions from a John Constantine. He’s pretty sure Bruce will call in magical help, even if it was his own city he was investigating.

Batman’s lucky Danny liked him enough to allow it.

#Danny is Gotham #danny phantom #Jason Todd #Jason Todd as Robin #joker is about to get haunted #bruce wayne #Gotham’s knight #batman #bamf danny phantom #ghost king danny #dc x dp #Danny is Tim Drake #he’s like nine #Jason Todd lives #joker? probably not #the bats: hmmm suspicious #also the bats: Gotham loves me! I’m doing the right thing! #dp x dc

[bluerosefox]

Another Sibling Danny and Jason idea!!

"Are you Jason Peter Todd?!" demanded a deep and commanding tone from the strange glowing being in front of them.

All the Bats stiffened and tensed, no doubt gearing up for a fight against the being that somehow knew Red Hood's full name.

Jason, Red Hood, decided to put on a brave front despite no doubt cursing in his head and wondering how the heck did this thing know his full freaking name.

"Whose asking." he snarled out, his hands twitching for his gun when the huge glowing knight with purple flames coming out of his helmet and cape, who was riding on a nightmare looking horse while they all had been in the cave going over tonight's patrol.

The Knight didn't seemed bothered by his response nor did he even seem to care or flinch when Batman made his own demand on 'Why was he there and who was he' or when Damian unsheathed his sword and pointed it towards him. Instead the strange glowing Knight reached to it side and pulled out... A glowing scroll? Huh. (Also he completely unnerved everyone in the room when the Knight didn't even react when Batman had tossed a Baterang when he reached for his side)

The Knight opened the scroll and spoke clearly with purpose.

"Jason Peter Todd,

You are hereby invited as a special guest of honor to the crowning of our future King of the Infinite Realms.

Daniel Phantom, once Daniel Jackson Fenton, and once Daniel Austen Todd.

Prince of the Infinite Realms, the Keeper of Balance, The Peacekeeping Halfa, the Defeater of the Tyrant King Pariah Dark, The Great One, Youngest of the Ancients, Ancient of Space, The Bridge between Life and Death.

You, the half-brother of our King, have been given the highest of honors for your past actions and will be given housing and food in the Realms and Phantom's Keep, for the week long event. Personal servants and attendants will be at your disposable and a seamstress will be on hand to tailor make your attire for the Coronation.

Signed: Clockwork. Ancient of Time. Watcher of the Infinite Timeline. Kronos. Mentor and Adviser.

PS: I shall have Fright Knight ("Me" the Knight bluntly said for a second) leave this scroll along with a personal one for you from Daniel to read over and once you make up your mind sign the bottom of the scroll.

I do hope in time you will pick the right choice Jason Todd, we of the Infinite Realms would like to reward you for your actions. After all, if you hadn't gotten young Daniel away from your father that night all those years ago, we would never had gained our Prince nor be free from our once Tyrant King.

Ah, one more thing.

The Infinite Realms will always favor you Jason."

Jason felt like he couldn't breath as Fright Knight? Rolled up the scroll, pulled a letter from his side, and held out the two items for him to take.

#danny phantom #danny fenton #crossover #dp x dc #blue rambles #danny phantom dc #writing ideas #random idea #dpxdc #Danny and Jason are half brothers #Fright Knight #Clockwork mention #Jason saved baby Danny when Willis came home drunk one night and their mom was out of her mind at the moment #Danny had been crying for food and Willis was getting annoyed #Jason managed to run off with baby Danny to a few towns over and put him in a baby box before getting caught a few other towns over by cops #and was shipped back to Gotham #kept his mouth shut about where he put his brother and took any punishment that came afterwords #It set up the timeline where Danny is going to become the Infinite Realms new King #Hence why the kinda sentient Realms 'rewarded' Jason later on when he died aka bringing him back to life #I love the idea of a kinda sentient Realms tbh #it loves Danny because he's been helping rebuild and mend the Realms #Danny is its fav King thus favors those related to him #well everyone but Willis #he's in Walkers prison btw #I want Jason to go tbh and see how every ghost is getting everything ready for the coronation #its chaotic yet organized somehow #I want more Danny's coronation stories #Like I love already King or just finding out Prince Danny but we need more coronation ones tbh

[dr3c0mix]

OK HEAR ME OUT HEAR ME O-

Yandere knight thats all stoic and stuff but is very open about loving royal!reader

Like this bitch will scold you for leaving his side for 5 minutes, you need to stay near him! Not wander around carelessly!

Hes brutal and ruthless but you bring out that spark of kindness in him

Yan CEO is back on the table, either secretary darling who he denies all feelings for even though he shows a l o t of favoritism towards them or rival ceo darling who he wants to hate but THEYRE SOooOO hOt!!!

Yan emperor and concubine reader? Idk whether i should make him utterly bratty an whiny or zesty✨ like its either “please please please marry me i promise ill give you anything you want plea-“ or the embodiment of the word tease

Yan villain OH MY GOD HES SO SKBDWBJDSNJSB BUT LIKE idk if i want the reader to be a villain as well or a superhero

OHMYGOD ALSO yandere gang x reader where darling finds themself somehow saving a gang of thugs and they instantly fall for them and want to make them their boss, they are on their hands and knees to serve you! You can rule half of the city with them!! Theyre kinda dumb but theyre very very sweet

Also thinking of making a multi yan fic with a neko reader just because <3

#yandere #yandere x gn reader #yandere x reader #male yandere #oc yandere #yandere oc #yandere male #tw yandere #yandere x male reader #x reader #villain #villain x hero #villain x villain #villain x reader #emperor x reader #knight x reader #yandere imagines #yandere writing #yandere king #yandere ceo #yandere boss #boss x reader

[hughmanbean]

I Want a Divorce

When Danny is, reluctantly, crowned king, he's told of a marriage contract that Pariah Dark had decided to postpone and do the ghostly equivalent of passing it to the next poor sap in royal succession. Who just so happens to be Danny.

The Contract is to one Bruce Wayne, titles including the Protector the of Night, The Bat, and Father of Many Children. Of course, Danny's not one to force some poor guy to spend the rest of his afterlife to be married to someone he doesn't even know, so he requests a divorce form for Fright Knight to draw up and deliver.

Batman, on the other hand, has been noticing a large suit of disembodied armor following him around lately.

#dp x dc #dpxdc #dp x dc prompt #dc x dp #dp x dc crossover #dcxdp #dpxdc prompt #dpxdc crossover #fright knight #ghost king danny #danny phantom #bruce wayne #Marriage! #In reverse! #bruce wayne x danny fenton #It doesn't need to be if you don't it to #Up to you

[alliartist]

Now kiss

#art #sketches #king x knight #kiss #my art #Nere x Lorell

[jacks-dark-oc-stuff]

Dementia of the Soul Au

An au where Rowan's curse is able to progress, and his mind starts to deteriorate, meaning he requires constant care from Adonis. He becomes an entirely different person in the end. Sometimes, the old Rowan shine through, but for the most part, he's quiet and obviously not there. One thing that stays the same is his intense fear of Adonis leaving him.

Eventually, Mila is crowned queen, as Rowan can no longer handle the responsibilities of being king. After that, Rowan spends his days with Adonis, who is his caretaker. While Rowan can still walk, it is rather painful, and his muscles are weak. He's often in a wheelchairs due to this. He can't talk and his motor skills aren't very good anymore. Rowan experiences the world primarily through senses now.

Headcanons

Adonis would have such a hard time with it and Rowan would fight it for the longest time but he can't prevent it, so Adonis has to just watch Rowan lose more and more of himself while trying to act like its fine.

They go out to the gardens a lot. Where Rowan will sit next to his beloved white roses. Something he remembers is his roses, and he has to see them everyday otherwise he will get upset.

Adonis learned that Rowan really likes his hair care routine, so he takes care to keep up with it. Rowan loves to look at paintings with Adonis and even paints himself.

Adonis forced himself to learn violin so he could play Rowan's favorite songs. He has to hold back tears when Rowan does his best to waltz to his playing. Adonis cries a lot now. He feels so alone, and he misses the man he fell in love with.

#rowan #adonis #rowan x adonis #oc #oc chat #oc thoughts #oc headcanons #oc angst #jacks ocs #king x knight #prince x knight #dementia of the soul au #argenti story line

[call-me-strega]

Dc x Dp prompt #13: Hell to Pay

They say there are only two things certain in life: death and taxes. That’s why even the Joker doesn’t fuck with the IRS.

However, unfortunately for the Joker the other certainty is death and he has yet to pay his dues. Just like how he could only get away with tax evasion for so long, there are only so many times the Joker can dodge death.

Death is coming to collect, with interest.

And the Joker will have hell to pay.

~ A dark green cloud swirls over the city. From it, emerge three oppressive figures:

The one on the far left with flowing hair like white-hot fire. His vambraces made of (what appeared to be) molten glass stopped under his fingers, which then extend into into claws that seemed to drip lava. He had spiked obsidian pauldrons on his shoulders, fastening a luminous, stark-white cape to his shoulders. He wore a coronet of lightning and wielded a flail that appeared to be made of coal chains and a shrunken Red Giant star.

The second on the far right had a helm of dark iron wreathed in a plume of purple flame. His gauntlets and sword flamed with green hellfire. A pure black sheath seemingly made of void and a silver hunting horn were tied to his waist. He wore an armor forged of shadows and proofed with fear. He rode atop a mighty stead. An inky dark stallion with a curved horn and bat-like wings. His form was constantly slightly shifting depending on the angle which you viewed him making him appear larger and more slippery than he was, enhancing his disquieting nature.

The third stood in the middle, smaller but no less terrifying than her companions. Her hair was wild with movement, only just visible because it appeared as if someone had bound the winds to her head. She wore a tiara made of storm clouds and pearls. She carried with her a spear, the shaft crafted of amazonite and the tip of a clear quartz, almost reminiscent of sea salt. At her hip lay a whip made of a restrained gale and a sea glass knife. She wore armor that appeared to be Greco-Roman in origin: a chest plate made of some sort of coral-like material and a battle skirt decorated with metallic bronze feathers.

They slowly descent on the city, bringing down a sense of power and dread. They paused at the top of Wayne Tower, where the city's vigilantes had all gathered in an attempt to create and feasible plan of action to discern what these beings want. The young woman in the middle speaks and the wind carries her voice. She is not loud but it the whole of Gotham hears her words.

"Greetings, Heroes of Gotham. It is a pleasure to meet you. I am Spirit, Princess and Head Diplomat of the Infinite Realms. This is Samhain, the Fright Knight, loyal knight to the king,” she gestured to her right before switching to her left “and this is Prince Wraith, current General in Chief of the Realms. We come to you as the King’s Guard and entourage. We have official business in your city and wish to civilly notify you of our presence. The King will be arriving shortly and your cooperation would be great fully received.”

Batman moved forward to shake her hand and address the situation.

“I’m afraid that we prefer not to have unknowns operating within the city. Would you be able to tell us what business you have here? Perhaps we could reach an agreement?” Batman tried to negotiate as politely as he could. He did not want to risk offending the evidently powerful beings.

Princess Spirit’s smile sharpened as she thrummed her finger against her knife. She spoke again with an unnervingly pleasant tone.

“It appears you do not understand. We are not asking for your permission.” Her grip around his hand tightened. “ We are informing you.” She finished releasing his hand.

Batman withdrew his aching hand and regarded her with the beginnings of a protest on his lips. She didn’t allow him to speak.

“ This is out of your jurisdiction Batman. This is a matter of the Realms and the Afterlife. Whatever worldly rules or morals you wish to impose on those who enter this city do not apply to us. We will do our best to work within them, so as to appease you and to attempt to maintain a friendly relationship but in the macrocosm of the multiverse and afterlives you have no official power over us. Additionally, we have direct permission to operate here however we see fit from the City Spirit herself, Lady Gotham.”

Batman’s shadow seemed to fluctuated. His and his team's shadows moved from beneath them, closer to the Princess. Lady Gotham, though not manifesting, was making her presence and approval known. Batman could not deny what he was seeing. His team shifted uncomfortably behind him. He appealed to her once more.

“ I see that we can’t stop you. We don’t want to get in your way either. Could you at least tell us why you are here?”

She smiled as if telling a joke, “All will be revealed in time”

Suddenly, there was a loud noise that sounded like tearing fabric. The green clouds mixed with purples and blues and began to churn faster. The cyclone emitted a flashes of bright light. In unison all three of the King’s Guard lifted up from the roof and took place underneath the eye of the wind storm.

Spirit holds her spear aloft. With one swift, commanding move she slams the butt of her spear down, creating a platform out of solidified air.

Wraith bellows out smoke and ash onto the platform to discolor it. With ferocious and precise movements his claws to carve in a sigil, leaving a soft orange glow against the black and gray.

Samhain sheathes his sword and pulls his horn from his waist. He wills his dark stead to rear up as he blows the horn, letting out one loud prolonged cry.

The three warriors stand at attention and Princess Spirit calls the winds to project her voice once more.

“ Now introducing the Ruler of the Infinite Realms, High King of the In-Between, The Great One, The Benevolent King, The Peace Maker, The Guardian of Souls, The One with the Cloak of Stars and the Crown of Frozen Light, The Perfect Balance, Ancient of Space and Reality, The Infinite King: Phantom!”

With a flash of white light a figure appear in the center of the platform. Simultaneously, the three knights bow in reverence.

The King has arrived.

As the Heroes of Gotham regain clear vision they are met with a striking figure.

There stood a toned young man appearing both boyishly young, yet wisened and weathered. He had side swept hair the creeped to the bottom of his neck. His skin was pale with an icy blue tint. He opened his eyes to reveal they shone an electric green. Upon his head rest a crown made of a crystalline material, reminiscent of an aurora. He wore a navy blue cloak that had a rich purple hood lined with stark white fur. The underside displayed a shifting galaxy pattern. His under suit was the same midnight black as Samhain’s. He donned golden arm bands and a gold chest plate in style quite similar to Spirit’s. His hand were covered in snow white gauntlets that matched Wraith’s vambraces.

They all stood in awe, beholden to the almost divine figure.

The king sent them a gentle smile. It was warm and comforting yet sent a chill down their shoulders.

King Phantom began to fly down toward the center of the city, his entourage fell into step behind him. He hovered several hundred feet over Wayne tower and looked down at the city. He then spoke in a booming voice, his tone kind but commanding.

“ I humbly greet the Lady Gotham, her champions, and her citizens,” the shadows curled toward him appreciatively. “ I am grateful for your cooperation in our effort to rectify a great injustice. As High King of the Infinite Realms it is one of my duties to preside over the afterlife. To bring guidance, peace, and justice to the souls under my jurisdiction. Recently, it has been brought to my attention that there is a soul among you who has not only dodged death, but caused great strife to a vast number of souls who call for justice.”

On the roof of Wayne Enterprises Jason and Damian both stiffen, but remain firm in their gaze toward the king. The king looks out at the city and sparing them the quickest of glances. He continues onward.

“ The man formerly know as Jack Napier, now called The Joker. He has avoided death on many an occasion but his life should have ended moment he fell into a vat of chemicals. Since then he has sent hundreds more to the afterlife. He has long yet to pay his dues. That is why on the behalf of justice, restoring balance, and of my subjects I officially condemn Jack Napier.”

“Jack Napier, you have been allowed 24 hours turn yourself into our custody in order to be put on trial for your crimes in the Infinite Realms. Should you fail to turn youself in, we shall take that as an admission of guilt and acceptance to be punished for your actions. After the 24 hours are up, Samhain shall use his horn to summon The Hunt and we shall track you down.”

His gaze passed specifically over Red Hood, one of the Oracle’s drones, Nightwing, Signal, Red Robin, and Batman before he spoke his next words.

“All those souls who have been wronged by the Joker, both living and deceased, who wish to have a hand in their justice have been invited to join The Hunt if they so choose.”

The king lifted his hand, calling the swirling green clouds to his gather in his palm. The clouds swiftly rearranged themselves into a smokey timer hanging in the sky.

An impish smirk graced King Phantom’s face as he let out a malicious laugh and gave his final decree.

“ Your time begins now!”

#dc x dp #long post #danny fenton #danny phantom #ghost king danny #dani phantom #dan phantom #fright knight #jason todd #the joker #totally legal manhunt for the joker proclaimed by the king of the afterlife #The joker must pay his dues #Bruce fucking hates the joker he’s not gonna try to stop this #Strega’s dc x dp prompt

[radiance1]

The Ghost Prince does not, under any circumstances, answer a summoning after it was made aware he existed. None know why he doesn't, some are bitter and hateful of it while others are thankful that it's one less bloodthirsty manic to deal with.

The Ghost King meanwhile hasn't been seen in multiple eons, so the magical community who wanted to use his power just, stopped, trying to summon him for a long time.

Most magic users knew that the Ghost Prince never answered a summons, and that the Ghost King just dropped off the radar.

So could you really blame Constantine for not taking it that seriously when some wannabe hotshot cultists try to summon both of them in the middle of a city to wreak havoc?

He'll give them some credit though. Points for doing it in broad daylight and actually being somewhat of a threat with not relying on just summoning the Ghost royalty and figuring out what to do from there.

The area they were in was somewhat destroyed, then the cultists manage to complete the summoning circle to summon both of them and Constantine, well he just light up a smoke.

It isn't going to work anyways so what does it matter?

...

Is that a fucking Ice cream truck he hears? Who the fuck is driving an Ice cream truck while their city is being under attacked with cultists trying to summon eldritch ghost royalty?

He'll give them some points for dedication, though.

Then he looked at the cultists and nearly had a goddamn heart attack to see that the summoning circle is actually fucking lighting up and working.

The Bat is so gonna give him a headache over this.

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Danny Phantom, crown prince of the Infinite Realms. Does not answer summons.

For one, it is annoying as shit, whenever someone interrupts his day just to ask for infinite power (that he can't give), world domination (that he won't do) or infinite riches (which he also can't do).

It just got annoying being summoned all the time so. One day he just, well, no. And hey, it worked out well enough for him to not continue doing it.

Then he also learned that Pariah Dark is basically the same, after he got out the coffin and stopped trying to take over the world for whatever reason. He was actually a pretty swell guy!

He was just with him too, with him being not so swell at the time for making him go through lessons about Ghost etiquette, rules, stuff that's expected of him as the crown prince.

And don't even get him started on the engagement and marriage proposals.

Overall, he just wanted to find an excuse to leave. Then he felt the familiar suggestive pull of a summoning and, instead of rejection as he usually does in a second. He thought for a bit if he wanted to go with that or crown prince duties.

It was tempting, but dealing with cultists seemed worse than this so he was about to reject.

At least, before he heard an Ice cream truck playing in the background. He doesn't even know how the hell that popped up through the pull but by the gods has it been a while since he's had Ice cream.

So he answers and is gone with a pop.

Pariah Dark just stares for a good second or two, before breathing out and deciding to also answer. Fright Knight is just there, off to side, questioning what he should do now.

Danny wastes no time with the cultists on the other side and in fact, he pushes them out of the way and goes diving for that Ice cream truck he hears. Only to realize he doesn't, have any money on him.

Fuck.

Pariah Dark is less inclined to follow the rules imposed by humans like money, but he does know it can be important. Once in a while. Not that often, but it has its times.

So when he sees his adopted son being sad over being unable to pay for some kind of human delicacy, he digs around in his hair (yes, his hair.) and pulls out some money and puts it on the counter as payment.

The man inside the tiny vehicle had shrieked before getting what they wanted. Which is good. Fear is a good motivator, Pariah thinks.

Unknown to him, it wasn't out of fear (Well, mostly) but because the Ghost King placed down a coin made of pure, solid gold on his counter.

The two then go about their business in the human realm, completely forgetting about the fact that they were summoned here for something.

Constantine is both relieved and about to have an aneurysm at seeing Infinite Realm royalty only answering a summon because of Ice cream.

#dc x dp #dp x dc #dp x dc crossover #pariah dark #john constantine #The Ghost King and Prince are known to not answer summons #both for different reasons #But Danny instantly answers one because he heard an Ice cream truck in the background #Pariah followed because he at first wanted to get Danny back to Crown Prince lessons #Only to be swayed by his puppies eyes and the absolute delicacy that is Ice cream #Pariah Dark is stuck in the medieval times in terms of money #He would literally pull out gold coins and pay for shit that way #He is rich rich #Like basically a neigh infinite supply of gold coins he keeps in his hair #Don't ask him how just ghost logic #They then spent the day going around to Ice cream shops and taste testing them #Poor Fright Knight is left alone wondering what he should do #Word spreads in the magical community about this and everyone tries it out #It does work #But if there isn't actually Ice cream you'll have an angry Ghost Prince to deal with #And an angry Ghost Prince leads to a less than cordial Ghost King

[hey-im-okay]

So do we just all agree that the knights absolute love Merlin the way cat owners love their cats?

Knights, holding up Merlin from under his arms: so this is Merlin and he’s so nice and we love him.

Merlin: *is actively breaking the law by existing* *has literally killed people* *drops branches on peoples heads* *and even tried to kill the king*

Knights: he’s just a funky little guy :)

I would even bet money he knocks glasses off tables when he wants to annoy someone (Arthur-)

#headcanon #bbc merlin #merlin #merlin emrys #merlin x arthur #arthur pendragon #bbc merthur #merthur #knights of the round table #king arthur #gwaine #lancelot #percival

[bluerosefox]

Over Tea

A sudden chill sweeps through Gotham, almost like Mr. Freeze had just attacked only thing was the man was currently locked away in Arkham, and was felt by all. And talked by all via word of mouth and on social media as well.

The clouds and smog that covered their dark city shifted and swirled, a rumble beginning deep inside them as the weather turned from smoggy to rain and thunder with no real warning. The strangest thing was the green glow that could be seen when thunder rumbled inside the gray clouds.

Then like a candle being blown out, the rumbling stopped, the rain ended, and the clouds parted all over Gotham.

For the first time in a while Gotham had a clear sky and it felt... it felt like something heavy had been lifted off the city.

It was this sudden shift and the all felt chill that had set off alerts for Batman and his family. Since early morning since the first change and shift happened he was in front of the Batcomputer trying to narrow down where it started.

After hours of searching with the help of Red Robin, Oracle and strangely enough Red Hood, they managed to narrow down where the odd power had been coming from.

Was still coming from, only very low.

The old and abandoned observatory tower.

-x-x-

"More ecto-tea Lady Gotham?" Danny asked, his hand waving towards the steaming pot nearby.

The woman smiled lightly, her dark painted lips curling up to show her sharp fangs for a moment before saying "No but thank you Young Kingling though I would like more cookies if you don't mind. Now where were we?"

Danny nodded towards her and signaled towards a maid skeleton ghost who walked forward with a tray of cookies. The maid swiftly placed a few more cookies on the spirit embodiment of Gotham plate before bowing and stepping away.

"We were just about to discuss the sentience of the Court of Owls." Danny said as he lightly tapped the large almost mountain of paperwork on the table they were sitting at, floating high above the floor as shooting stars and planets drifted around them. Many ghosts floated around as well, servants that had sworn their loyalty to the Young King, and were preparing things like snacks and drinks for two powerful beings in the room as they discussed business. Nearby doors and windows though were ghostly knights that stood tall and alert, making sure no interlopers interrupted the meeting taking place and ready to defend not only Lady Gotham but their King.

"Ah yes them." Lady Gotham grimaced as she took a drink of her ecto-tea. "That will take some time for us to discuss, they've been running around unchecked for to long and even with my limited abilities to hinder them has been less than ideal."

"You, Lady G, were deeply cursed for many, many years and I just broke most of it." Danny cut in quickly, he was not about to let this wonderful and powerful city spirit blame herself for something out of her hands "Due to said curse you couldn't do much so please don't go blaming yourself. Its mostly broken now, so you can freely start healing yourself and your city self now that jerk demon that cursed you is in Walker's prison for his crimes."

Lady Gotham grew silent for a moment, her dark eyes staring deeply at the young King but then warmly smiled, well as warm as she could seeing how she was Gotham itself. "You reminded me of my Knight, Young King, treating me like this. Not afraid to point out the truth and facts."

Danny gave a light laugh as he took a hold of one of the cookies on his plate and gave a bite "I'll take that as a compliment Lady Gotham. Now about those Court of Owls...."

#danny phantom #danny fenton #dp x dc #blue rambles #crossover #writing ideas #random idea #danny phantom dc #dpxdc #dcxdp #ghost king danny #Danny visited Gotham as part of his new kingly duties to discuss things #only to find the city spirit chained and cursed by a demon #he fought the demon and kicked its butt now that he's cleaning up Pariah Dark bad management #Lady Gotham been trying to save her city self for years but couldn't do much #Her Dark Knight and his bats and birds helped ease the pain #but the demon encouraged and influenced a lot of Batman's rogue's #The Joker is the one he's most proud of #Lady Gotham did her best to save her people from his influence #some listened others didn't #anyways Danny came to Gotham because he noticed a lot of papers for the city and well #again found the demon and fought him #it caused a huge shift in Gotham that couldn't be ignored #and we all know Batman wouldn't ignore it. #Honestly I just wanted Ghost King Danny and Lady Gotham discussing business and drinking tea as they float. #I like to think the Batfam do get to the Observatory and somehow sneak in even with all the guards. #what happens next I leave open for others to play with. #11 pm ideas and thoughts