All on Olympus know the tale of a woman seen dancing on the sea. She flows with the wind, and bends to its will, skipping lightly across the watery desert beneath her.
She is a ghost, some say. Others say she does not exist. Still others believe she is a lost soul, cursed to wander the oceans searching for something no one knows, not even herself.
Only one knows the truth. That the ghost was once a girl, bright eyed and soft hearted. A girl who had the world at her feet, and a hand holding hers. A girl whose light was stolen by a man who had more than any could hope to receive. A girl now fated to wander the seas, dancing endlessly in hopes of one day being at rest.
Some nights, when the water is still, and the wind is silent, you can hear the ghost call out in song, calling to her lover, calling for her daughter, calling for comfort.
But none ever comes. And the girl keeps on dancing. And high above, on a throne of gold, sits the man who took her mind, leaving her forever to wander the only place she called home.
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Im probably gonna make like 80 of these because royal guard!jungkook with the kink and sneezy prince!taehyung has been plaguing me
This will contain historical inaccuracies and I do not care we're here to watch jungkook quiver and tremble because the prince is sick
Why does it have to be him?
Of the hundreds of guards on duty around the castle, Jungkook was chosen to guard the prince's bedroom that week. And to top it all off, the poor prince had come down with a miserable cold. Congested, shuddering sneezes have been erupting from the room every few minutes between honking nose blows, and each one sends a flash of arousal through Jungkook's body.
Jungkook braces himself as he hears another series of gasping hitches before the windows seem to shake as the Prince lets out a massive "HAH'SHHH'uh!" He hears a mumbled curse and a raspy throat clear.
"Private Jungkook?" Prince Taehyung's congested voice calls out. Jungkook steels himself before turning around and opening the door.
"Yes, your highness?" Jungkook avoids looking anywhere near Taehyung's nose, choosing a spot on his forehead instead.
"Would you fetch me another handkerchief? And kindly put this one in the wash." Taehyung delicately holds out the absolutely soaked lace handkerchief.
Jungkook doesn't trust his voice so he just nods, taking the handkerchief and turning around before Taehyung can see the flush on his cheeks.
"Oh, and, Jungkook?" Jungkook breathes deeply.
"Yes, your highness?" He manages to squeak out.
"Do wash your hands. I wouldn't want you catching this dreadful chill. And please go with haste, if it's not too much... too much..."
Jungkook speeds out of the room, knowing he won't be able to contain himself if he was to be in the same room as one of Prince Taehyung's beautiful sneezes. He hurries down to the laundry room, hanky gripped tightly in his hand. He chucks it into the nearest basket and braces himself against the counter where all the clean laundry is folded. He gulps loudly, wondering if he'll even be able to make it through the next hour of standing guard. His gaze turns to the stack of neatly ironed handkerchiefs and a truly devious thought runs through his mind.
The garden is just outside. I could coat the Prince's handkerchief in pollen and listen to-
Jungkook shakes his head and snatches a few handkerchiefs off the top of the stack. He bites the inside of his cheek and marches right back to the Prince's bedroom. He holds the stack out to him and watches as Taehyung's long, delicate fingers pluck one out of his hand.
"Th-thank you, private," Taehyung says, his breath hitching. Jungkook gives a curt nod before practically running back out of the room.
In his wake, Taehyung pouts, wanting the guard to stay. As Jungkook leaves, the Prince catches the hint of pink high on his cheeks, and he smirks, already loving the effect he has on this new recruit.
cuddles.. with a warm, fluffy blanket.. and like, i personally don't eat snacks (i just have a shit ton of drinks, idk why) but imagine those too if you'd like (and crumbs getting in the bed doesn't exist btw).. and it's raining outside.. i personally like gentle thunder but ik some people don't so that's optional, the weather can change for us idc..
Had a moment of 'You know what would be cool? A mecha series where the enemies are angels being sent by an unseen God to wipe out humanity,' and then I remembered that has existed since 1995 and it's actually a lot more boring than you'd think.
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i've said it once and i'll say it again i am a firm believer in transfem "tim" wright so basically once im done with finals i'll be free to write her in all her glory 🫶
