Just Get Out of my Head!

Hi! You can call me Bee, 22, they/he pronouns, and this blog is for the haunted dreamers, storytellers, and over-thinkers of the world.

(Also anyone who enjoys short stories, in-development ideas, little rambles, etc.)

I am someone who consumes books, interactive fictions, stories, and any pieces of media with strong emotion tied to it in a way that borders unhealthy to my mind. For everything I consume, a piece of it stays with me and lingers...swirling through my head until I can't separate my own emotions and thoughts to those I've adopted. This, partnered with an unfortunate coping mechanism of daydreaming I've had since a child, can make things up there a bit messy.

These past few years, my daily pondering and daydreams have merged into my previously restful nights and turned my scattered dreams into weaving storylines that I can control at a whim. Basically, I am living the fitful sleep of a lucid-dreamer MC on the regular.

Recently, I've started writing down the best of the stories I've dreamt, as I am unable to get them off my mind the days following. This blog will feature those stories.

You can expect summaries of the original dreams (straight from my notes app), to half-baked plot-lines, random scenarios, characters I've begun to flesh out, and who knows what else???

Maybe, eventually, together with your input, we'll even make a proper story together! AKA maybe I'll actually write an interactive fiction for one of the ideas or a cohesive story with chapters and all that I'll post online.

So join me alongside this journey and help me get these stories just out of my head!

My Dreams:

Dream #1: Having the ability to experience ghosts and all other souls, MC pursues a life under Department Yggdrasil. Their department's mission is to help 'Supernatural' beings adjust and thrive as an "open secret" in an industrialized predominantly human society, advocate for additional Supernatural legal support & protections, subdue human and Supernatural altercations through knowledge & force (as necessary), and ultimately to create a society in which Supernatural beings have equal rights & recognitions as humans.

MC's designation as an active field agent is to help ghosts “move on” to what’s next, prevent & subdue human and ghost altercations, and for any ghost deemed an active threat - neutralize them. All for the betterment of both the living and undead. Wrapped into an unexpected adventure, MC will have to choose who and what exactly is most important to them even as their realities shatter.

Search Hashtags for Dream #1:

#dreamone - ALL POSTS related to Dream #1

#thenotboringcompendium - ALL POSTS related to A (Mostly) Not Boring Compendium of Earth's Supernatural Creatures, the Supernaturally Attuned, and their Circumstances AKA Massive Background Lore

#d1ros - ALL POSTS in relation to any ROMANTIC OPTIONS (RO's)

#hestia - ALL POSTS relating to RO Hestia

#sindre - ALL POSTS relating to RO Sindre

Dream #2: Prince has his entire life under the control of his parents, the King & Queen. His entire appearance is warped due to their grief, his freedom entrapped to the palace grounds, and his marriage & choice of partner controlled by their whims. Though he finds solace in the night of his escapades to the local tavern alongside his personal guard, he longs to have true freedom. To look however, to go wherever, to be whatever he wants. And he will get it, no matter what the cost.

Search Hashtags for Dream #2:

#dreamtwo - ALL POSTS related to Dream #2

Dream #3: To be polled on at a later date! Most likely, once I have further progress done with Dreams #1 & #2.

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RULES of Interaction:

No hate! This is a safe space for constructive feedback, discussion, and criticisms, but I will not accept any hateful comments towards myself or anybody else here.

This is not a safe space for any sort of phobic towards members of the LGBTQIA+ community, xenophobes, ableists, ETC. I am a disabled, nonbinary, queer creator AND AM NOT here to peddle any sort of hate towards other disadvantaged and minoritized communities.

Sindre Lecomte

Pronounced (sin-dreh) (luh-kawnt), uses he/him pronouns (AMAB), on the asexual spectrum, 32 years-old, and 6'2" tall. Previously known as the character, 'Hot Fashionable Man'.

He has fair skin that tans extremely easily. Except for in winter, his skin color tends to range between a rich warm golden bronze and a light tan. His eyes are a bright clear silver, like watching moonlight reflect off the water. They seem to become darker when he is pissed off, so, extremely often, deepening to a stormy gray. His hair is cut into a short shag, is naturally dirty blonde, and has ash blonde highlights spread throughout his fringe and framing his face. He wears light full-coverage makeup with heavily smudged dark brown liner, dark brown mascara, and a glossy nude lip. His body is tall and slim; almost starkly muscular from his days of ballet and continuing odd class or two plus yoga & weight training.

He smells like black coffee, leather, and a sweet yet subtle musk. Sandalwood, vanilla, salt, sugar...something you can't quite put your tongue on. Only becoming noticeable as you become closer to him.

Sindre wears luxurious well-crafted items. Only the best can touch his skin. Also fabrics or textiles other than silk, leather, cotton, wool, and linen make his skin crawl. Especially, velvet and suede. Fuck that. His daily outfit is a collared button-up silk blouse with a bow, cuffs buttoned at the wrist, in dark Autumn toned colors like burgundy, olive green, and midnight purple. He pairs this with a high waisted neutral-toned flowy linen or cotton pant and T-strap leather heels with a wooden block heel that match the leather on his belt and analog watch. In addition, he carries his daily bag, which is a leather messenger bag with gold buckles. Again, matching with the leather of all his other items.

When he has accidentally overslept (or is too tired from the night before) he will take a quick shower and attend his first shoot with his hair parted down the middle and his fringe clipped to each side of his head with shiny golden barrettes. Dazzling in just his slightly rumpled burgundy silk pajama set with burgundy wool charentaise slippers with a leather sole. Wearing only a nude lip gloss in addition and carrying his leather work tote bag, matching the mahogany leather found on the soles of his shows. In his work tote, he carries a travel mini luxury toiletries set (shampoo, conditioner, body wash, body moisturizer), a mini set of his favorite skin care, and a set of spare clothes.

In both his daily and work bags, he always carries sprayable hand sanitizer, makeup wipes, sanitizing wipes, his tablet & stylus, a travel makeup kit, a travel first aid kit, tissues, a small bottle of French SPF 50 sunscreen spray, a set of magenta Sharpies, a sample of his current favorite fragrance, deodorant spray, a red-colored mini electric fan, and two foldable re-useable Baggu bags. One, in the pattern of multicolored skin-tone ballet shoes and the other, a gods-awful sparkly dogs with bows print that looks like it's a kitschy elderly dog owner's wet dream that his younger sister Sif bought him. Also in his bag and sent by Sif (from their home in Norway) sit three rune-etched stones in a small midnight purple silk pouch. The runes inscribed are Dagr, Ár, and Tyr. Of which mean dawn & transformation, annual growth, and justice & direction, respectively.

He owns 4 leather tote bags and 5 different leather messenger bags to match his extensive collection of leather accessories and shoes. He also is a huge fan of silk. Other than his numerous silk clothing options, he has silk bedsheets, silk pillowcases, silk curtains, Chinese silk purses, silk hair ribbons, and even a variety of Chinese silk art paintings & embroideries he has collected over the years.

Sindre is Scandinavian & French. With his mother being a retired Étoile Principal Dancer from the Paris Opera in Paris, France and his father being a real estate businessman in Oslo, Norway. He originally lived in Norway with his family, but moved from Norway to Copenhagen, Denmark at age 8 alongside his older brother Brock, to pursue a more serious ballet & contemporary dance career. His mother wanted to join them, but having just had a baby, decided to stay in Oslo.

He began by immediately entering the Danish Dance Theatre's programs, focusing on creative freedom & movement, at the recommendation of his mother. At age 10, he received the attention of a renowned local choreographer and previous principal dancer at The Royal Danish Ballet. He accepted being under his tutelage to gain more experience in ballet, specifically for the Bournonville style. At age 13, per the recommendation of his instructor, he auditioned for The Royal Danish Ballet School and got in. He stayed under their instruction until age 18, when he competed in the Paris Opera Junior Ballet's external competition and got a spot within their Junior Ballet program in Paris, France. After a two-year training contract with them, he was accepted into the Paris Opera Ballet's Company as one of their Quadrilles. Sindre stayed with the Paris Opera Ballet until he was 31, having been a Premier Danseur there for 3 years, and finally, an Étoile for two. His mother cried when she saw he had been bestowed such, even though he was always an Étoile in her heart.

At 31, he immediately left his job, left Paris, bought a house for himself and his family in the forests of Quebec City, Canada to vacation in (after falling in love with the city during his tours), hired a personal talent agent under a boutique yet well-recommended agency, and moved into a luxurious studio apartment in Brooklyn, New York to pursue a modeling career. He had previously modeled for one of Nike's activewear lines in France, and had received offers from multiple other brands to model for their various wares. Even an offer to model for an upcoming fashion company highlighting silk as a textile on the New York Fashion Week runway! He also attends ballet class a couple times a week at a local ballet school and has received multiple offers to teach there, to which he politely (enough) yet vehemently declined. Now, he begins a new chapter in his life and hopes to finally feel content in it.

Just like his taste in foods, Sindre has a very bittersweet personality. He is sarcastic, easily jealous, impatient, yet thoughtful. Always noticing when someone is having a rough time, and either boldly pushing them through it or taking his time to comfort them. As previously mentioned, he loves bitter foods (like grapefruits, black coffee) and his favorite dessert is either an affogato or amaretti cookies.

Content warning: explicit/suggestive sexual language below!

Much to Sindre's annoyance, yet, enjoyment & appreciation (he will never admit this) his fan club from his ballet days has supported him over to his modeling career. They created the popular and consistently meme'd tee shirt with the statement "Jeg vil gerne komme med Lecomte". Or, on it's most popular version, "I want to come with Lecomte". The French and Swedish versions are also seen too, if less punny than the Danish & English. Well, on the Swedish translation it was more of a fan choice to use the term "sperma" instead of "komma". A bit more graphic of an imagery, yet funny nonetheless. Another fan-favorite saying pasted on tee shirts and folding fans alike is "Cunt like Lecomte". Sindre owns a copy of each new merch tee and folding fan, buying them through his agent or Sif. One of his ballet friends even gifted him two keychains: one shaped like a penis that says "I come with Lecomte", and the other shaped like a vagina that says "I'm Cunt like Lecomte". He keeps all of the merch in a trunk in his closet.

Possible Romance Spoilers Below!

Hello everyone! I've been busy researching and typing away over here, and realized I should probably clarify the "Universe" in which this IF is set!

Since I am utilizing different current languages, cultural mythologies, cultural institutions, etc...I am placing the setting in basically an alternate version of current Earth. If a bit fudged on the exact year...what is time anyway?!

There will be heavy similarities (if it's not outright the same) between current political figures, political issues, countries, languages, institutions, etc. and the ones featured in the story.

The only big difference is the implementation of Department Yggdrasil. Their department's mission is to help 'Supernatural' beings adjust and thrive as an "open secret" in an industrialized predominantly human society, advocate for additional Supernatural legal support & protections, subdue human and Supernatural altercations through knowledge & force (as necessary), and ultimately to create a society in which Supernatural beings have equal rights & recognitions as humans.

Supernatural beings are basically an "open secret" between all countries listed under the United Agreement on Supernatural Matters, which is the vast majority of countries given the widespread acceptance/usage of the internet. Bit hard to keep too many secrets for long.

Being an "open secret" for Supernatural beings basically means they legally exist, have the right to publicly exist, but most of human society just decided to repress their emotions regarding the public acknowledgement of Supernatural beings and just move on with their lives. That person on the subway with cat ears and a tail? Just a Furry. A being dripping slime naked on the sidewalk, "Ah! What an odd art installation!" or "Sorry, is there anyone you want me to call for you?", Etc.

ALSO...next updated RO post coming soon! Sneak-peek down below!

Content warning: explicit/suggestive language

Hestia Brandt

Pronounced (heh-stee-ah) (brand-tuh), uses she/her pronouns (AFAB), bisexual, 24 years-old, and 5'5" tall. Previously known as the character, 'MC's Best Friend'.

She has dark brown skin and wide light brown rounded eyes. Long tightly-curled dark brown hair flows down her back to her waist. It is cut into a Hime cut with straightened side-locks and a fringe. Her eyebrows are shaved off. She wears heavy makeup to invoke a sense of innocence, wonder, and courage. She describes her makeup as if "A cheery clown met a Bratz doll backstage at a show doing makeup for an 18th century porcelain doll".

Hestia's Makeup: Using her natural dewy skin as the base, she applies bright pigments in either red, red-orange, or hot pink to her skin. Her blush is in tight circles on the apples of her cheeks, on the tip of her nose, and then messily swirled across her eyes & eyelids. Tight white eyeliner is swiped across her waterline, emphasizing the roundedness of her eyes. Underneath, black eyeliner works to draw an intricate design similar to that of an upside down triangle with a large dotted point. Thick black mascara follows in order to fan out her lashes in an exaggerated look. Black eyeliner is applied again, this time on the lips, to create a small line outwards horizontally on each side of her lips. Then, to line her lips and over-line her cupid's bow. Next, An opaque sparkly lip gloss matching her blush is applied and smudged together with the dark liner. Finally, sparkly highlighter matching the rest of the pigments across her face is applied to the tip of her nose, corner of her eyes, and her cupid's bow.

Hestia prefers to wear Punk Lolita styles. Combining fluffy petticoats & bloomers with daringly high platform boots and ripped fishnets.

Off-duty: she wears short a-line dresses, primarily in black, that reach to her lower thighs with various colors & patterns accenting the ruffles that adorn her. Underneath the dress lie a petticoat, a pair of ripped fishnet tights, and her pink leopard-print thigh holster with her favorite knife 'Sacrifice'. She also wears black silver-buckled platform boots that reach mid-calf, a pink leopard-print analog watch, a few kandi bracelets with skull beads, and her iconic black bat-shaped backpack.

On-duty: she often wears black ruffled bloomers with vibrant opaque skull-patterned tights in various colors, preferring red, purple, hot pink, or yellow. As her top, she is dressed in a plaid poofy button up with a ruffled collar and puffed short sleeves. The plaid typically matches the color of her tights. In addition, she wears black & white knee-high lace-up Converse with 'Sacrifice' holstered in the top of her right shoe. She accessorizes with a dangerously spiked silver & black wrist cuff on her left arm, a skull-patterned analog watch on her right, and a few brightly colored kandi bracelets with skull beads on both arms. She also keeps her hair up in dual buns tied with large black silky ribbons. Again, her iconic bat-shaped backpack makes an appearance. This time, filled with a water bottle, a gothic-style journal with a skull-topped pen, a laminated pamphlet of Department Yggdrasil's rules & procedures for their agents, various styles of kandi bracelets, a first-aid kit with smelling salts and sterile alcohol wipes, a spare battery pack to charge her phone, and her Dad's old walkman with a few of the CD's he burned along with it.

She smells like the odd warm day in winter; sweetly smokey, with a hint of incense from prayer and a splash of a deep red merlot. And just faintly, the icy chill of peppermint swirls underneath.

She met MC whilst training under Department Yggdrasil, North America Designation, as field agents. She had always planned to join Department Yggdrasil growing up and did so as soon as she turned 18. Her Dad worked under Department Yggdrasil and she wanted to follow in his footsteps. Even more so since he had died.

She is currently coworkers with MC within the same designation. To help ghosts “move on” to what’s next, prevent human and ghost altercations, and for any ghost Department Yggdrasil has deemed an active threat - neutralize them. She has the power to physically & emotionally make people feel towards her like she is their ideal version of what a "home" should be. She can be the warmth of a fireplace on a snowy night. The twinkle of the stars as you look up to the night sky from your picnic blanket. The sweaty comfort of being surrounded by your friends on a nightclub's dance floor. Etc. She is drawn towards the ghosts left with the cold fear of being alone even in a crowded home. The ones left behind in your closet, under your bed, in the large suitcase you keep around because you always wanted to travel but felt even worse in the crowds out there than in here.

She is from Philadelphia, Pennsylvania and grew up near the Gayborhood. She's more of a Gritty fan than a Flyers fan, but she appreciates how sports culture can become a home for so many around her. Her personality is peppy, friendly, with a sarcastic humor. And if you catch her in an off-moment, you'll catch a glimpse of the deep sadness within her heart. She also has a fiery anger that comes out when in protection of herself & those around her.

She often hands out kandi bracelets to complete strangers who seem like they need a little happiness & whimsy in their day. Even with mixed results, she continues to do so based on the positive interactions she's experienced because of it. She also kins the Sanrio character Kuromi, and her favorite colors are hot pink, purple, orange, and black. Yes, she knows black technically isn't a color in some circles, but a shade, and no, she does not care.

Possible Romance Spoilers Below!

Content warning: moderately gruesome depictions regarding flesh & blood, mentions of bodily functions & fluids, mention of pedophilia (non-descriptive), mature language

SO MANY CHARACTERS Part 1

Prince's Siblings:

Prince's Twin Sister (deceased): 8 years-old, AFAB, used she/her pronouns before her death. 4'2", she was two inches taller than her twin brother Prince at the time of her death.

She had copper-red hair reaching the middle of her back which was parted down the middle (when she wore it down), curled, and tightly-wound. She preferred to wear it in a high bun (of sorts...let's call it an extremely messy bun) and often had to be chased by her servants and/or her mother in order to get her hair brushed & (somewhat) detangled. She tried to convince her mother into letting her cut it short like Prince's, but The Queen would not even pretend to consider it. Twinkling light brown eyes, an upturned nose, and freckles scattered across her pale body, she was the 'spitting image' of Prince. Or was Prince the 'spitting image' of her?

She wore simple white linen dresses with minimal undergarments, and in secret from their parents, would swap outfits with Prince during the night while playing 'dress-up' games. She had been forbidden to wear boy's clothes outside of the occasional horse-riding lesson, even though she had been screaming her dislike of dresses to her parents for the past three years. She also disliked having long hair, and would often steal Prince's toy soldiers instead of playing with her dolls as she found them creepy.

Ever since she was a baby, she had an odd fascination with blades. Her family found this out after her mother couldn't get her to stop crying one night a few months after she was first born, and went to see if her father could help calm her down. He was in the study going through their mail with a letter-opener, and as soon as she caught caught sight of it she stopped crying. Initially, her father thought it was due to him and was very pleased by such. However, the comical bobbing of her head and pendulum swing of her eyes as she watched the letter-opener flourish in the air as her father's arm punctuated his words to her mother quickly clarified the misconception. At 8, she had been trying to convince her parents to let her begin fencing lessons alongside Prince (who had just started), but she had not yet been successful.

Prince's Younger Brother: 8 years-old, he's the youngest sibling, AMAB, and uses he/him pronouns. He's the shyest one in the household. In a house full of strong personalities, he takes the most after his father, The King. Not to say The King is particularly shy, but he is much more subdued and easily flustered one-on-one. Only when acting as his father though. When he is portraying The King, he is gentle yet strict. Undercutting any rowdiness within The Court with a sharp glance and a patronizing smile.

The Prince's Younger Brother has long straight black hair that tints red in the sun. It is parted to the side and frequently causes him to be mistaken as a girl. However, he likes his hair, and his parents support. his decision. He is the only one to have inherited his father's exact eye color, a sparkling sapphire blue. He has pale, yet easily tanned, freckled skin and is 4' tall. His favorite color is yellow, and he is commonly seen wearing a linen white undershirt that reaches to his elbows with a frilly collar topped with a mustard yellow vest with dark brown breeches, white socks, and dark brown leather shoes. His nickname around the castle is 'Sunflower'. Not just for his outfit and love of yellow, but because he is always facing the charismatic "suns" around him.

His favorite food is honey cakes. Particularly the ones with honeyed oranges or lemons on top. He commonly "sneaks away" from his personal guard and servant to go down to the kitchens and sample the sweets between courses. If he could only eat sweets for the rest of his life, he would. The rest of his time is spent in the library reading all sorts of books. Currently, he is fascinated by entomology, the study of insects and arthropods (like spiders).

He is showing signs of having a similar condition to his mother. She has issues with fatigue, continuous pain without being touched, migraines, tremors, joint instability, and often uses a cane to her assist her in walking or a wheelchair depending on her pain. He has been complaining of pain in his body he can't explain, has chronic severe headaches, and sleeps often. Given such, instead of starting with fencing as his other siblings did, his lessons are beginning with hand-to-hand self defense at a slower pace to accommodate for his pain and fatigue. There has also been some talk about knife throwing lessons eventually...well, we shall see. He doesn't particularly enjoy fighting, but understands the necessity after seeing his older siblings go through the same thing. He especially admires Prince's Younger Sister.

Content Warning: This proceeding passage contains mild violence regarding the death of an animal

"A soul is the essence of consciousness combined with the vitality of life. It is the freedom to think and the freedom to live. It...also kind of looks like a giant lightning bug leashed to whatever being it's attached to.

Anything that once held consciousness has a soul. Dogs, ghosts, humans, bees, octopi, ghouls, etc. And yes, that includes dead humans in certain circumstances. More on that later.

In humans, the best way to access the soul is through the mind & heart, the central functioning organs of the human body. Usually this practice is done through any means that bring notice to one's full physical state. As when one is centered with their body or pushed physically, their spiritual state is strengthened enough for their soul-anchor to be noticed. Soul-anchors are visible to the eyes, have a melodic frequency similar to twinkling bells, and when tugged, can be a variety of weights - ranging from a feather to twenty pounds.

To induce an experienced soul-anchor, one can try exercise, meditation, drinking alcohol excessively, doing recreational drugs, and drawing on power from the daoine sith. Prescription drugs can also induce a soul-anchor to become experienced, and it is commonly due to a side effect from the medication. Such as increased serotonin or increased heart rate.

For anyone who believes they are able to see, hear, or feel ghosts, please look up Department Yggdrasil (they will be under the United Agreement on Earthly Matters) on any nearby internet device, select your country and location, and navigate to the 'Medical Care' tab. Under that tab you will find their directory, which will assist you in finding a nearby Agency medical care center or trained agents staffed in local medical networks. Whether you have money or not for their services, Yggdrasil-affiliates in this directory are required to assist you to the best of their capability, and should they be unable, refer you to another who is. Even if you are unsure, we urge you to do so as leaving the symptoms untreated can result in disastrous circumstances should you successfully induce a soul-anchor unknowingly.

Department Yggdrasil actively recruits static agents as doctors, nurses, and service staff to place at various non-Supernaturally aware hospitals in order to prevent circumstances such as patients "hallucinating" their soul-anchors and being medicated for possible psychosis. Which can continuously induce a soul-anchor and leave the individual at danger for extreme fatigue and pretty much put a bright neon sign on their head saying "Eat me!" for anyone looking to consume a pretty soul.

Soul-anchors are visible to the individual experiencing their increased spiritual state, as well as anyone around them who is able to experience souls. This includes certain demi-humans & full 'Supernaturals', humans that have been born without breath and live after having no oxygen for more than 10 minutes, and humans gifted by the daoine sith can experience souls.

Soul-anchors take their name from the usage of anchors, large metal hooks, to weigh down boats in the water in order to prevent the boat from moving due to active currents. In this, the being is the anchor, the soul-anchor the rope, and the soul is the boat. Cut the rope, and the soul flows away. Well, unless a ghoul tries to eat it that is! Just kidding. Sort of."

Content Warning: Contains sexually suggestive expletives/obscenities

Authors, Cupid's Arrow ଘ(੭ˊᵕˋ)੭ ੈ♡‧₊˚ and Noel Klaas.

Alright! Quick little edit here, well, quick in concept but certainly not in coding. I have made a decision on whether the ability to see ghosts comes from the MC being demi-human or from having been born human in a "special" way!

After careful consideration, I have decided to give you...🥁🥁🥁(drumrolls)...both! Plus one more additional way (as of now)! We love additional flavor text here!

Lore: Certain demi-humans & full 'Supernaturals', humans that have been born without breath and live after having no oxygen for more than 10 minutes, and humans gifted by the daoine sith can experience ghosts & all other souls.

I know, already! Life's inspirations strike whenever they want to. And I did decide any information posted that I decide to change will be given a lil' notification, as such. If it gets to be too much though let me know!

Inspired by a conversation I had with one of my moms, she is deaf and previously was training to become a detective when she was much younger, I decided to make Prince's Personal Guard deaf.

See, my mom, even though she passed all the training necessary to enter the police academy, wore hearing aids, and had one of the top scores in aim accuracy, was not allowed to pursue a career within the academy due to her deafness and being a supposed liability with a gun. Which is a required element of a lot of positions. The ADA allowed for her to go through training, but did not cover being accepted, even if she excelled. This was also the late 90s - early 2000's in the Midwest so keep that in mind. As ADA enforcement is questionable even now, but especially then & there.

Hello! Welcome to our first concept edit! Well, first concept edit that I'm doing after filtering the rough notes of course. I'm currently working through Dream #2's rough notes and after working on Prince's parents' characters, the King & Queen, I realized the ages of Prince and The Consort don't quite fit with the whole marriage thing.

The reason why the King & Queen are pushing for a marriage is to secure a future for Prince and, well, to exhibit some control over the years where one his age and status would typically explore their studies, go abroad, and perhaps be a bit rebellious. It also would be quite hypocritical & irresponsible of the King to marry his son off at 18 given that he didn't get married until he was 24; after he finished his studies at university and traveled abroad.

So! Prince and The Consort are now set to be fiancees, not immediately for marriage. With the agreement that following the completion of Prince's education, they shall be wed. Unfortunately, no wedding bells quite yet! However, Prince may or may not be expected at an Engagement Party soon!

Concept: Prince has his entire life under the control of his parents, the King & Queen. His entire appearance is warped due to their grief, his freedom entrapped to the palace grounds, and his marriage & choice of partner controlled by their whims. Though he finds solace in the night of his escapades to the local tavern alongside his personal guard, he longs to have true freedom. To look however, to go wherever, to be whatever he wants. And he will get it, no matter what the cost.

Main Characters:

Prince: The songbird trapped in a cage. But contrary to most tales, this songbird is going to fly free - on his terms. Not his captors'.

18, AMAB, uses he/him pronouns at the beginning of the story, bisexual. 5'6" but has to wear shoes with a heel in order to appear 5'8". Short, thick copper-red hair with tightly-wound curls that are impossible to fully detangle, with soft light brown eyes, a smattering of freckles across his entire face & body, and lightly tanned skin showing off someone who enjoys the sun, he is considered very handsome by common society (out of courtly attire).

Child of the King & Queen, his twin sister died when they were both 8 in a tragic affair. After such, he was never allowed to leave the castle grounds again and he was forced to start wearing his "courtly attire" at his early age always and could not be seen without such by anyone other than his three personal servants & personal guard. Prince never got this officially confirmed (soberly), but based on a couple of his parent's reactions that he caught following his sister's funeral, part of the reason always has to wear courtly attire is due to his uncanny resemblance to his twin.

Resourceful, charismatic, with deep-rooted insecurities regarding his appearance & personality, this Prince Charming is a (not so?) eligible bachelor and is an absolute drag during tea parties. He thinks the entire concept is boring and overplayed amongst visiting guests at the palace. If you want to drink tea, eat snacks, and gossip and/or discreetly threaten people just do it on the couch! No need to dress up or act under the pretense of "common society manners". Just talk, damn it, and let people slouch!

Prince's Personal Guard: Her duty is to protect herself, her family, and her best friend. But each time she chooses to protect one, she somehow ends up sacrificing the others. Will she ever be able to match her values to her livelihood? Or will she forever be stuck pulling at the strings of fate, never getting the future she deserves.

20, AFAB, uses she/her pronouns at the beginning of the story. But, I'm feeling strong agender vibes with this one. On the asexual spectrum.

She is deaf and uses both the regional sign language and coded hand movements to communicate. She gave Prince his sign name, and hers was given to her by her teacher when she was younger.

She has short dirty-blond hair haphazardly swept back, stormy blue-grey eyes, and lightly tanned skin with splotches of bright red sunburns across her nose, cheeks, and forearms. Crossing through her left eye, in the shape of a crescent moon, sits a dark red & purple birthmark. It is often mistaken as a burn wound and as a child she would come up with grandiose stories about how she received her "scar". At most, one person in the city still believes that. Her well-built frame and broad shoulders contrasts her short 5'5" frame. She is stoic, protective, kind, and awkward around children (but children love her). Also, somehow, non-intimidating off-duty but piss her off and it's a whole other story.

Known around the tavern as a beer and ale connoisseur. Her interest began when she was 16 and worked as a server alongside Prince at the Tavern and the Tavern Barkeep asked her to cover for him when he had to handle a fight inside. Prince's Personal Guard would soon become a bartender and assist The Tavern Owner and Barkeep in brewing their own beers & ales in the back.

Once drank everyone in the tavern under the table and changed all their preconceived notions about her. Fully flushed red whilst doing so, but it was impressive nonetheless. Prince found it kinda hot.

The Consort: A harebell in a garden filled with creeping bellflower.

18, uses she/her pronouns at the beginning of the story, bisexual, Intersex but presented as female by her family (she was never allowed to consider otherwise, her parents have always had her bathe separately from her sisters since a young age).

5'9" with dark brown skin (which lightens in the winter), tightly-curled light brown hair which falls to the middle of her back, and blue-hazel eyes with amber sunbursts surrounding her pupils. She has a plush figure with prominent hips, and loves wearing frillier dresses in light pinks, whites, yellows, and oranges. The least constricting the dress (and undergarments) the better. She does also wish she could wear men's breeches outside of her fencing lessons. And she does so love those frilly little collars that men sometimes wear.

Harboring a secret fondness for Prince since childhood when he "saved" her life, when her family decided to put her sister forward as a possible consort to Prince, she begged with them to let her go in her sister's stead. It was a much better option than what she expected her family would eventually do - sell her off to some elderly rich man. They did not allow that. However, given that should she go, the family's odds of furthering their reputation in high society increased, her mother & father let her go with the stipulation that she compliment her sister's efforts instead of trying to get the Prince to be her own. She verbally agreed with their stipulations, but had never intended to follow them.

Now, general stuff to make sense of story here-forward (yes there are gaps to fill): 

Prince's parents (King & Queen) sent out their Knights to find Prince + Personal Guard and has posted a reward for any information about them alongside a sketch of their likenesses (Prince's based on Prince's servants' descriptions) everywhere within the kingdom.

Prince and Personal Guard travel to university, find housing in area, and begin their new lives. News about the neighboring country's Prince having gone missing is spread around with rumors abundant.

Prince has a younger sibling still back at the palace who is dealing with the aftermath of Prince's decisions and how that affects their family.

Consort travels to university and sets up their life.

Consort, Prince, and Personal Guard all meet again in passing in class. Rumors/gossip surrounding Consort spread about the university given Prince's recent disappearance. Cue internal freak out for Prince and Personal Guard. Consort has no clue that they met Prince and Personal Guard, given that they both looked different (courtly attire + non-dyed hair + PG's mask / etc.) in Consort's presence. Cue freak out plus plans A, B, C, etc etc. One of which included them pretending to be nonverbal around others from here on out to avoid their voice being recognized by Consort + crew.

Consort is bereft but keeping it together at university and traveled there alongside their personal servant (same age as Consort, raised alongside Consort, shy in public but bold with those close to her) & personal guard (middle-aged gruff dad but positive figure to Consort).

Prince & Personal Guard meet a classmate who is a drag queen and performs at the local tavern. *Exactly how that all happens and how they figure out classmate is drag queen up to later* Prince, having been forced to hide behind a courtly mask all their life to appease their parent's grief, combined with their makeup knowledge from doing courtly attire + acting/sneaking knowledge from the past 5 years, asks their drag queen classmate to help them make a drag persona. Choosing to don a new mask and personality in order for them to figure out their place in this new society + to cope with the fear of them being found out by Consort. A new face, new hair, new voice, a whole new them who isn't bogged down by the restraints Prince still finds in their new life that they had hoped in which they would find freedom. 

Drag Queen Classmate agrees to help Prince, and introduces them to another local bar where the drag & queer communities commune. Prince starts performing and discovering/exploring their drag personality. Personal Guard gets hired by drag bar as security.

Consort + their servant & guard stumble across the drag bar one night. They go in and Consort immediately connects & finds solace in the singing performance of Prince's drag personality. Consort + gang stay to enjoy other performances, Consort becoming increasingly intoxicated, and once Prince in Drag comes out to audience, Consort immediately rushes over + announces herself a fan and overshares to Prince in Drag. Consort's Personal Guard rushes as well to protect Consort, eventually suggests they head back to booth during Consort's babbling. Consort, dragging Prince in Drag back to their booth, now enfolds Prince in Drag into their group. Now Prince in Drag finds themself the (mostly) unwilling confident of their own Consort (who keeps whining about them! - Much to the chagrine of Consort's Personal Guard - ) and Prince's Personal Guard is stuck nearby thinking "should I go over and help them escape? Would that be too noticeable? Could they recognize me? It's a little funny how Prince looks so panicked next to a seriously drunk Consort... No wait I should save them! Etc." And then the rest of the story...is to be written from here.

Spoiler about the Romance Dynamics below! :

Per the title - these are my favorite upcoming IF's (in no particular order)! I'm super excited seeing their concepts come to life and as they announce their release dates/are released, I will update here. I highly recommend checking them all out, and enjoy! ♡〜٩( ˃▿˂ )۶〜♡

Glitz, Glam, & Gunpowder by @glitzglamgunpowder-if (Realistic/Historical Fiction)

At The End Of The Fucking World by @at-the-end-of-the-fucking-world (Horror/Magical Realism)

DORMANT STAR by @dormantstar-if (Magical Realism/Superhero)

Take Two, Action! by @taketwoaction-if (Realistic Fiction)

Flesh Revival by @fleshrevival (Magical Realism/Horror) (Last week of June!)

In Sickness, In Health, and in Espionage by @spies-if (Realistic Fiction/Action) (June 21st at 3pm BRT!)

This Time, It's Different. by @thistimeitsdifferent-if (Magical Realism/Horror) (June 23rd!)

Neverland by @neverland-if (Fantasy/Horror/Vampires) *this is a secondary project by @thelonelyshore-if and I highly recommend their other work The Lonely Shore*

Legerdemain by @legerdemain-if (Cyberpunk) (June 11th)

Sunbound by @rosygames (Realistic Fiction)

Afterimage by @afterimage-if (Crime/Thriller)

Dead Venus Reckoning by @cattleyawrites (Realistic Fiction)

Speechless: The Musical by @speechless-if (Realistic Fiction)

Insurrection: HAWKS by @insurrection-if (Magical Realism/Superhero/Thriller)

Severance by @severance-if (Dark Fantasy)

Celestial Legend by @celestiallegend-if (Fantasy/Magical Realism)

Smalltown, Nowhere by @smalltown-if (Slice-of-life)

The Flesh of Fruit by @bookishbeaz (Horror)

@interact-if

@ me showing off all these wonderful concepts:

In March 2026 as the world says "goodnight.", one dreamer comes across their next inspiration.....after reading a lot of BL...

Prince (? - gender unknown in story but royal next in line for crown) is forced by their parents to choose a consort to marry amongst X amount of individuals. Prince has never met any of them before this point. 

Prince also has to wear "courtly attire" (makeup + wig + etc. Basically unrecognizeable level from regular state) at all times since when they were young and their sister died, who looked exactly like them, so their parents forced them into wearing courtly attire earlier than usual within society because they couldn't handle seeing their face due to grief. Their sister died 10 years ago when they were 8, and their parents haven't seen them without the courtly attire since then. The only people who know what their face looks like currently are their 3 servants, Prince's younger sibling, one gate-minding knight (accidentally saw once alongside personal protector in their mask, pieced it together, and said absolutely nothing about it as he always pitied the Prince and thought they deserved to live as themselves a little), and Prince's personal protector/bodyguard knight who is always around them.

Prince chooses a consort, meets them (courtly attire for all), and their marriage is approved immediately. As part of pre-wedding usuals, Prince has to stay at their planned-to-be spouses house for X amount of time so both parties get used to each other. Unbeknownst to anyone else, Prince has been waiting for this day for a long time. 

Since they were 13, and their personal guard 15 (who always wore a mask while on duty to protect their identity - established norm for personal guards), Prince has been sneaking out of and around their palace grounds (with approval/accompaniment from personal guard after being caught near palace exit gate gardens a few weeks after first started sneaking around). With their personal guard's help (everyone in normalware ofc), what first began as just trips around town quickly became them becoming a part of the society outside their walls. They started going by a different name, their personal guard became "their best friend", they became friends with/recognized by locals, and at 14 started a job at the local tavern as a server alongside their "best friend". Prince earned money, hid it away in their room at the palace where no one would find it, and found a new "home" within that tavern. Meeting people from out of town, bonding with the town's people and becoming familiar with their wacky selves, and becoming close with the figure who owned the tavern as well as the barkeep (both middle-aged). This was the Prince's "true life" away from the stifling palace until the day they had to name their future spouse and leave to their consort's home. Prince quit their job, told the tavern-owners they were planning to go attend college, and left the tavern with a goodbye party. No one but the Prince and their personal guard knew the truth, Prince wasn't planning to stay at the estate long. They had packed their life's savings, all their clothes both courtly and not, all sentimental items, and was planning to run away. Specifically, they were planning to attend a college in the next country over alongside their personal guard, both under new names, and both of them now sporting fresh new hair cuts & hair dye.

The plan succeeded. They both left the consort's grounds after 10 days there and began their travels. Prince left a note for their parents in their room on the consort's grounds to be found by their servants saying they had left. And Prince's personal guard had a note sent to their parent's house stating "left with (insert their nickname for Prince). Sorry for the late notice. I promise it's worth it. XOXO - your son."