The Freak Circus (AU Pirates) 🏴☠️
Princess MC (Alice): You are a princess from a small kingdom where maritime trade is growing in the South Sea of Paratis. As a member of the royal family, you were raised in luxury with no worries, and like every princess, you were taught ethics, ballroom dancing, music, grace, and more. But because of your rebellious nature (passed on from your father), you didn't like it and preferred to bully and pull pranks on your teachers, which is why your teachers, your older brother, and the royal adviser chastised you for every act (but you didn't do it once and continued to play pranks). Your parents doted on your soul, your father gave you gifts when he sailed from abroad (for royal affairs), your mother told stories about the sea and tales about amazing sea creatures before going to bed. Unfortunately, your parents died in a pirate attack when you were a child, so the kingdom is ruled by your older brother, who set the law because of his hatred of pirates.“Entry to Paratis is strictly prohibited for pirates.” But unlike your older brother, you like pirates and you dream of someday leaving the kingdom and conquering the sea, despite what happened to your parents. Therefore, for several years, in secret from the servants, you studied books about navigation, geography, biology, and stories about pirates. You secretly left the castle through the secret entrance to the royal catacombs and came to the city for thrills, pretending to be a commoner. On that very day, on your nineteenth birthday, pirates appeared in your kingdom and it seemed like a great chance for you to see them with your own eyes. Fortunately or not, you will accidentally encounter one of the pirates.
Mermaid MC (Maria): You are a seemingly simple girl who works at the Pearl Seahorse Tavern and lives an ordinary life, but in fact you are a shapeshifter mermaid who hides her nature from prying eyes. You don't know about your past, you don't know if there are other mermaids across the sea like you, or if you are the last mermaid. Many years ago, the owner of the tavern, a former sailor, found you as a child wrapped in a fishing net. He sheltered you, took care of you, and for several tense years kept a secret about your true nature. Despite the fact that you can transform into a human, you had feelings of paranoia and were afraid that someone would find out that you were a mermaid. You love to sing, and every evening, at the end of your shift, you come to a lonely beach and sing beautiful, but at the same time sad songs in the guise of a mermaid. The owner of the tavern once told you that the mermaid's song can charm, but at the same time drive sailors crazy or lure them to certain death. That's why you promised that you wouldn't sing in front of people and pretended to be mute. Once pirates appeared in Paratis and when you heard this news, you had a feeling of fear, because of the story of the tavern owner, you know that once upon a time pirates hunted mermaids and ate meat and drank blood to gain eternal life. Unfortunately for you, you will encounter some of them.
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Category: m/f, caleb/reader, caleb/mc, drabble
Reader-insert tags: Childhood friends to lovers, mutual pining, sexual tension, suppressed!caleb, yearning!caleb, insecure!caleb, forbidden/risky, tongue, kissing
Wordcount: 468
Synopsis: Caleb is a knight and the Captain of the Royal Guard. You are the princess, and you both grew up together as kids. Status and obligations keep you apart, until one day when Caleb finally breaks. Written for a 1hr Caleb fic challenge!
Caleb and the Princess moved closer to each other beneath the shadow of the Wisteria that witnessed their childhoods. He looked down at her longingly while he gently traced the lines of her jaw with his fingers.
Caleb muttered a soft "Princess…" into her ear, as if he was making a desperate prayer to the gods. His will to restrain himself with her was rapidly slipping through his fingers while his oath repeated continuously in his mind.
When Caleb became Captain of the Royal Guard, he vowed his own life to protect the Princess. He fought countless battles and assassins, shielding her from all the dangers that the kingdom could conjure. Countless times he survived the ashes of war rising victorious despite the odds. Yet not once had his victories prepared him for his overwhelming desire for the Princess. His internal struggles grew stronger inside of him every moment that passed between them. Caleb felt the familiar shame and guilt that wanted her only to be his creeping through his veins like wild vines around a tree choking any grain of hope that embedded itself into his heart. Caleb's intense love for the Princess felt like it threatened to consume him completely.
The closeness of the Princess, only moments away from his lips, gave him the realization that for the first time in his life, Caleb knew he was going to lose this fight today. His hand lingered on her skin, gazing into her eyes searching for answers to questions she could never give him.
To Caleb, it seemed as though he was merely another celestial body trapped in her gravitational pull, bound to orbit around her light forever without ever touching her completely. It was so natural for him to love her, but to have her was impossible. She was the star he used to navigate his life. The Princess to him was radiant, untouchable, and destined to illuminate the world around her. Sadly, even if she loved him as fiercely as he loved her, they could never be together. Fate had written their places in the heavens long before either of them were born.
"Y-You know that I cannot grant your wish without consequence," Caleb moved forward until the feeling of her breath ghosted across his lips and nearly stopped his heart.
He waited for her to pull away, to stop him before he went too far caught inbetween his feelings and the obligations of his oath. Instead she leaned in closer. Tentatively, his lips brushed hers questioning his own interpretations of her feelings, only to be met with the same longing. His fingers ran up her back, pressing her against him firmly while the other wrapped around her hair. A soft whimper escaped him as she ran her tongue along the seam of his lips.
Nothing is in chronological order, just what I feel like writing. This one is specially made for Soup <3 I kinda weaved in ideas you've mentioned with my own so I hope you like it <333
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Many years ago.
“Were you ever going to tell me you were a dragonkin?”
“Aren’t I doing that now?”
“I don’t think it counts if you’re forced to tell me because you bleeding all over the egg caused it to hatch.”
Sylus sighed. She had a point, of course. He’d only taken the job to recover the stolen dragon eggs due to his heritage.
There were two ancestral human tribes intimately linked with dragons. There where the humans who served as guardians to nascent eggs yet to hatch, imbued with magics meant to reach and coax would be dragonlings into coming out of their shells and otherwise serve as a form of nursery.
Then there were the dragonkin. The humans who willingly took on the potent blood of a dragon and the powers that came with it- and the wilder side effects that comes with it. These dragonkin could forge lifelong bonds with nascent eggs and go on to soar the skies atop their dragon. It was a dual life-bond. Should one fall, the other will follow.
Sylus hadn’t necessarily been after such an opportunity, but rather a duty he felt in his very being when the royal family sought out his services. He was the kingpin of their underworld, keeping the worst of the country’s kind under his thumb while all the noble citizens could live lives free of the delinquency of lawless lands.
Color him surprised when the princess herself joined on the hunt, intent on getting back eggs stolen from the family’s care.
A tribe of humans eventually became a ruling family and once a generation the gifts would emerge in someone. A woman. So it was with the princess. The eggs were her charge. Her care. Dragons were nearly extinct with these eggs being some of the last.
And now the pair had a singular ebony dragonling between the two of them after Sylus had taken several arrows into his back, hunched over the princess and her retrieved eggs. His blood had seeped into the topmost egg and the tiny dragon within took to the unintentionally offered bond eagerly.
“You really had no idea when you came knocking at my door for help, princess? Really? Have I overestimated your intellect in this regard?” Sylus settled on after facing the pointed stare of a royal brat.
“Well, I only had suspicions and no proof.”
“Was it your intent then to have this happen?”
“And if it was?”
Sylus eyed the princess as she feigned poised perfection. Even with the dragonling swooping between the two of them. She turned her head away with a prim huff. Sylus only smirked and leaned over to flick her forehead, making her gasp in false outrage.
“What use of a dragon rider would you have? A dragon rider that currently has the highest bounty in all the lands?” Sylus pressed.
The princess looked off towards the distant sunset. When the little dragon landed in her arms this time, she cuddled it close as golden light radiated from her arms.
“The neighboring kingdom is becoming… aggressive. The king has gone through three wives- all dead. Now he’s asking for my hand or he will invade these peaceful lands I love. These lands where so few dragons still see as safety to leave their eggs with us.”
The tiny dragon in her arms blinked its red eyes at Sylus. The bond already settled between them let the man know that this dragon would honor the human mother that has looked out for his own egg and those of his siblings. Alone, dragons were forces of nature, but bonded with a dragonkin they become something else entirely. A single pair could lay waste to an entire kingdom.
Sylus chuckled, ruffling the girl’s hair.
“So you birth a rider pair for your own gain? Clever. You knew he’d want to protect you and his unhatched siblings and drag me with him.” Sylus took up the little dragon himself, rubbing under the small beasts jaw until a steady purr was warbling out.
“If you expect me to just burn it all to the ground though, you’re sadly mistaken.” Sylus started to grin. It was almost wicked in how it made the Princess wring her hands in worry.
“Dragons are greedy creatures, princess. It isn’t enough to just remove the threat. No… the payment for such a… favor… I think Stayrus and I will take the whole country for ourselves.”
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"You have your kingdom. What will you do now, King Sylus?" The Princess said the title like it was insult as the pair stood atop a mountain that overlooked the recently conqeured castle.
In the distance a massive body was illuminated by a setting sun reminiscent of the day he hatched from an egg. Stayrus has just leapt from the very mountain they stood on to assess his new territory claimed in tandem with the land's new king.
"He already found a cave he likes in this mountain, so I suspect he's ready to build his nest in it. We'll stay here, it seems." Sylus mused.
It has already been several years since he's met the Princess and she played her cards to ensure her own gain. She's since proven shrewd in her planning even with that dog of a guard always at her heel. The Dog even bares his tiny teeth at Sylus still, but has long accepted his permanent appearance in the Princess's life.
"Do you even know what comes with being a ruler to a country? It's not like the underworld-" The Princess started, grimacing while giving Sylus and his bloodied clothes and armor a once over.
"It can be whatever I want it to be, can't it? Isn't that the absolute power of a king?" Sylus was grinning again. The Princess knew that grin. He was plotting, and she hated it.
"No! You're meant to protect your people! You are their sword and shield. A king is nothing without his people." She stressed, poking a finger into Sylus's chest.
"Oh? Since you're so concerned over this and my certain-to-be horrible ruling, I suppose you'll just have to take an active role to keep me in line, hm?" He leaned into her finger, the smugness rolling off of him in waves that made the Princess's cheeks go red in utter exasperation.
"What?! What is that supposed to mean?! You can't-"
"You're a smart princess, I'm sure you know what I mean." In that moment, Sylus softened a fraction, reaching to ruffle her perfect hair.
"You won't be under threat of any other untoward advances... And I- we need you close by." Just as he spoke, Stayrus flew over head with a heavy, bellowing roar. He'd land nearby with a weight that shook the ground beneath their feet.
"He gets grumpy when his 'momma' isn't around enough."
The Princess huffed, batting Sylus's hand away from her hair. She rolled her eyes while planting a hand on her cocked hip.
"He's already enormous. He doesn't need my care anymore." Even as she was saying that, when Stayrus was lumbering towards the pair, she was striding over to rub his snout and press kisses between his horns.
"It's not my fault you spoiled him like you are." Sylus shrugged. "Consider it, princess. I think it's clear the benefits of such an arrangement."
The Princess stared into the red eyes that truly matched those of his rider. She sighed, holding the massive jaw of the dragon in front of her.
"I hate it when you're right." She mutted.
"What's that? I don't think I quite heard you."
She scowled, quickly climbing onto the back of Stayrus.
"I said you can climb down this mountain yourself! Let's go Stayrus."
With a heavy rumble that sounded much too close to a mocking laugh, the dragon launched into the air to leave the newfound king alone on his mountain. Despite being left behind, Sylus could only smile faintly at the fading pair.
I just lost a fic where MC was a princess from the Kingdom of Linkon and Sylus was a king from another kingdom who was at War with MC's father. GOD IT WAS SO GOOD AND I LOST IIIIT!!
Please someone help me find it!! The plot was that MC liked escaping the castle and did it often but this time she got captured by the twins and held hostage by Sylus and he was planning to make negotiations with her father but the dad was like "nu uh take her, she's a whore" and shit and and and- AAAARRGHH!! IM SO PISSED THAT I FLIPPIN LOST IT!!
Plz help meee lads community!! You're my only hope rn!! o(T□T)o
Stuck between forbidden love and duty to the kingdom, decisions under the moonlight may change everything
→ Pairing: Yanan x Female Reader
→ Genre: Smut
→ Words: 2.8K
→ Contains: Smut; Princess MC; Royalty AU; whole lot of romance
→ A/n: So, we tried a different kind of language for this story, and writing this beautiful romance was really fun! We hope you guys like it as much as we do!
You consider yourself lucky. Being born part of royalty had something to do with that but also being able to live the life you wanted since a little kid was a dream come true. You have everything, a beautiful big royal housing, a lovely mother and a caring father, every luxury you could think of, and many more. Of course, it is not completely perfect, having strict duties and forced into marriage for alliance purposes was not at all part of your dream. But even though you were promised to a faraway prince, you had your own prince, so to speak.
Since learning you were to be married, your mother insisted on making you take classes on proper manners and house managing to suit your soon-to-be husband. She left the teaching role to the youngest and studied man in the kingdom. He was sure wise and proper like she expected you to be and it helped that he was a close friend of yours growing up. Yanan was a dream come true to all the royalty ladies you knew, and some commoners as well, and who was to blame…
Yanan took the role of your teacher against his will, claiming to be needed for studies elsewhere but never leaving nevertheless. He taught you many things as to how to please a man and honestly, it was all dull and you knew it. So did he. When he was certain you two were no longer watched closely by the Queen or any maid answering to her, he'd stop pretending he believed in female submission in marriage and simply enjoyed time with you.
That's when things went wrong. Or maybe incredibly right. You learned subtly that even though he was always leaving the kingdom for studies, his heart never parted with him, it always stayed in the royal housing, with you. To claim you loved him from the start is a lie, you didn't even know you were allowed to feel love for someone who was not to be your husband but his actions as the days went by, carefully moving his routine around you so to not force his feelings to the surface got you enchanted in mere weeks.
Once enchanted there were no turnbacks. Your cheeks would flame up as he smiled at you, his smooth and gentle manners captivating your heart more and more. Subtly, just as the wind caressed your faces by the housing lake, you confessed your confusing heart, even if it hurt knowing this lovable man was not to be yours. That day he was your first. Your first love, kiss, and first night awake in someone else's arms. It was also your first tears when you parted ways, scared of never living your love.
Since that day your chambers were always filled with flowers, coloring the royal house differently, filling your heart with more love and more longing. The maids designed to accompany you always thought it was the goodwill of yours to be husband and you nodded along, letting your mind dream that to be true. The downside of being a princess was the need to be surrounded by people all the time, your security and comfort coming first, so outside classes, it was incredibly hard to meet Yanan.
So when he showed up at the door of the main room as you had your daily tea with other noblewomen, your heart almost stopped. Their whispers angered you in envy and jealousy but your eyes were strained in the soft black-haired man standing in front of you. With an elegant bow, he addressed you.
"My princess", he kissed your hand as any other man would but the tenderness you felt there was special.
"What brings you here?"
"I was given this message. I was told to deliver it to you to deal with it privately, since I'm closer acquainted with you, my Princess".
You nodded, lost for words. You quickly unfolded the parchment and you almost dropped it from shaking.
As the moon sets higher, I'll be waiting by your beloved garden. Be so kind to meet me there after dinner.
"I- I completely understand, sir. Please take this away and seek to do what you judge best with it. Maybe burn it", the shocked gasps from the ladies brought you back to reality. "Oh, fret not, ladies. It was a mere message from the head maid over my request to more rose waters".
You prayed for it to be enough to calm them down and luckily it did. It was not good to have them gossip about what that note was about. They knew better to question you and even better to know you're not supposed to keep a message from a housekeeper. His elegant writing was impossible to not recognize and you smiled gently at him, bowing your head and watching him leave silently. Your heart was euphoric and you knew time was going to pass way more slowly than usual. Thankfully it was the end of the afternoon and soon enough you had to go have dinner with your family and nobles.
Dinner did no good to you, for it was spent exchanging secret looks between you and your lover, anxiety building up as the clock ticked away the long seconds remaining for your tryst.
“You look rather distracted, my dear” your mother stated, “is there something troubling you?”
“I’m just a little tired, mother, nothing a good rest can not fix,” you said, containing your leg under the table, which was shaking in anticipation.
You tried your best to remain present, but your mind did nothing but wander back to the last time your lips met, your romantic rendezvous rather chastely, but now you were craving his lips like you never had before, dreaming about the feeling of being in his strong arms again.
Took it long enough, but you were finally excused from the table and accompanied to your room by your loyal maidens.
“I shall not be disturbed tonight, for I must heal from this terrible headache” you dramatically touched your temples. “Wake me up only for my morning tea.”
They bowed obligingly, leaving to fulfill their other duties.
Wasting no time, you evaded your chambers as soon as there was no one in sight, not even bothering changing from your formal dress, carefully prepared for dinner with guests. You ran away, sneaking around hidden corners that only you knew, and finally, you made it to the gardens.
Your beloved awaited for you under the pale moonlight, which reflected on his skin beautifully like he was part of the collection of marble statues that adorned the bushes and flowers in the area. He was breathtakingly handsome, and you felt like the luckiest lady in all the kingdom.
He spared his words as he simply took your hand and, in between giggles, you two ran fast through the darkest spots, finally making it to the forest, where you two could live your romance without being bothered by the real world. Over there you two could be accomplices and lovers, living your fantasy and desires as you please, whilst everything else was dearly forgotten. Far enough from the castle, the moon was the only source of light, and it didn’t take long for his lips to urgently seek yours.
You blushed, embarrassed from the moan that escaped you as soon as you felt him all over you.
“I longed for a taste of you, my lady” he whispered between kisses.
“Me too, my charming lover” you confessed “being in your arms last time only made me yearn for more.”
He kissed you passionately, but his hand gently found in your, and in between pecs he said:
“I’ve prepared something for us.”
You followed him without any hesitation, trusting him with your life and heart.
A bedsheet spread across the prickly grass decorated with flower petals awaited you both on a glade. You removed your shoes, so did he, and you two stood in the middle of it, now kissing with patience. His hands now caressed your face, kindly guiding you with sweet dominance, and you were completely his.
"May I touch your beautiful skin, my princess?" He said, hand positioning on the small of your back, ready to untie your corset.
You nodded and so he did. Although he was undressing you, and you were now more vulnerable and exposed than you've ever been before, his eyes were locked on yours. Even as he slid your dress down your shoulders, dropping it at your feet, he still couldn't stop staring at your face, eyes burning with love, and yours reciprocating in the same intensity.
He then proceeded to delicately kiss your shoulders, as he was caring for every centimeter of skin he could see. You longed to feel him as well, so you took his jacket off, then unbuttoned his shirt. Your hands immediately went to his back, his wariness comforting against your palm.
"Make me yours, my sweet Yanan." You whispered in his ear "for tonight I'm no princess, nor any part of royalty. I am yours and yours only."
"What have I done to be gifted with such blessings? Or perhaps I'm being tainted with the most beautiful sin." He said, locking eyes with you again, resting his forehead against yours as he held you close.
"I am no devil as well, but if sinning is drinking from you, then nor a saint I am." Was your final words before pulling him into a passionate kiss.
Both of your exposed chests were now pressed together, and although this was your first time being undressed in front of a man, you felt no shame. The moment was magically flowing, and it was a bubble you never wanted to come out of.
Yanan was still a little bit cautious, afraid of crossing any limits, always treating you so gently. You decided to encourage him and guide his hand to your chest, making him gasp with the contact.
"Touch me, my love" you said in between kisses
"Let's lay down first, darling" he replied, holding you still, so you would do it comfortably.
You laid against the soft sheets and he positioned himself on top of you. Yanan still had his bottoms on, but somehow that made him more attractive. He put his hand back in your chest, this time more sure of it, and now massaging it lightly while his finger played with your nipples.
You felt wetness pooling in between your legs, and the bulge in his pants told you he was aroused too, and taking advantage of that, you buckled your hips against his, getting some relief from the friction, small moans escaping both of your lips.
"Those sounds are heavenly" Yanan whispered, nibbling your earlobe.
You let out another moan as a response, and to reward you Yanan caught your other nipple in his lips, swirling his tongue around it, making you throb in desire. Your finger intertwined in his soft hair, tugging it to show him that you were liking what he was doing, your moans becoming louder as you did so. He put his tight higher up, so now you were riding it, the jolts of pleasure pooling in your lower stomach.
"I need you inside me, Yanan" you managed to say, sliding your hand inside his pants and lightly stroking his member.
There was no time to lose as you felt desperation so strange yet so welcoming to have him. And thankfully his desire matched yours, his moan indicating his own lust. He pulled down his pants enough to get his member free and entered you slowly, eyes locked in yours, his hands finding yours to hold. It was such a special moment, your connection going beyond anything you ever felt, it was physical and emotional, you felt in your soul and when he shuddered from being inside of you, you knew both of you needed him to move.
"My love, please, I need you", you whispered, feeling the stretch burning so pleasantly.
"Any wish of yours is a command to me, my princess", he whispered back, hips moving slowly against you.
You both moaned at the feeling and you held his hand tighter, his member hitting the perfect spot for you to see stars with eyes closed. Yanan whispered praises at you nonstop, pouring his heart out for you as he picked up speed slightly with his thrusts, his own need clouding anything else. The night felt hotter as he made love to you in a gentle yet intense manner, his voice sending shivers down your spine and his member sending flames up your core. All too soon your hips moved harder against him, a silent plea to release the impending desire burning inside of you. He grunted at that, grinding harder and faster against you, feeling you clench around him.
"Let go, my love. Let it wash over you, that desire inside", he moaned, one hand caressing your nipple again.
It was all too much for you, eyes closing and mouth opening in ecstasy, moaning nonsense that only your heart knew. That white-hot burning feeling taking over your body and you knew no other man would ever make you explode like him. Yanan followed immediately, voicing his own love for you as he spent inside of you. Your body shook from the intensity of your orgasm and Yanan held you close as he finished with you, both of you a trembling mess. When you both came down from it, eyes staring curiously and adoringly at each other, you couldn't help but smile at him, your free hand moving a lock of his hair behind his ear, his own smile matching yours.
Yanan laid next to you and you turned to cuddle him, laying your head on his chest, hearing his heart beating as if to the sound of thunder. For a moment you worried for he spent inside of you and your hand shot to your belly, holding it as if your fear became true at the second you felt it.
"It would be a beautiful child if it had your eyes, my lady", he smiled down at you, knowing what your fear was.
"I beg to differ, my love. If the child was ever to be born, it'd be a delight to have one with your handsome features", you smiled back.
"Y/N, I sure feel I am not worthy of your affection, impossibly so of having your body next to mine as we are, but my lady, you have my undying devotion". Yanan's eyes were heavy and the sudden change worries you.
"What worries you, dear? Why are you telling me your heart once more?", you sat up, not even caring about your nakedness and he sat up as well.
"We are not fated together, my lady. We are challenging fate and the palace goodwill just by being close", he sighed, his hand caressing your cheek adoringly, "the King is pushing up the date to your marriage, my princess".
Your head began to spin and he could only hold you close as silent tears adorned your face. Holding him close, all you knew was that no matter what happened, you'd fight for your love, you'd stay by Yanan's side for the rest of your life, no matter how many years.
"If I were ever so brave to challenge fate, even more, my love…", he spoke so low you had to look up so you could understand, "I'd propose a new life for our love. A new start to our hearts, together, on a faraway land. Where no prince will steal my heart's muse from me again".
His smile matched yours and you knew it was the only way. You didn't answer when he brought up the marriage by being certain a sob would come out instead of words of how you felt like a different kind of explosion would burst in your chest.
"It is the only way to make our love happen, my sweet Yanan. And if I have to fight until the day of my death for your love, then so I will. You tell me when and I'll run away with you without any hesitation, my love".
"Tomorrow", his stern voice made you shiver in excitement. So he had plans for you, he was fighting for you and that made tears pool in your eyes. Your cheeks hurt from smiling so much but you didn't even care. "I took the liberty to think of a plan to start anew, my princess, for I knew your heart is a mirror to mine and so will be for all eternity. From tomorrow on, I'm forever yours, my beautiful Y/N".
"From tomorrow to all eternity, my beautiful Yanan".
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