Oh nothing just thinking about aus where Ponyboy dies at the fountain and Darry has to live with the guilt of his brother dying thinking he hated him and forever blaming himself
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It's the political arranged marriage AU but make it (ooooo) complicated~
Crown Prince Mydeimos of Castrum Kremnos was born under a dark star, with a prophecy of abject despair uttered at the moment of his birth: Mydeimos will be the last king of Kremnos. The city-state will fall, her people will be lost, and the glory of Strife entirely will fade into nameless oblivion. Year after year, the prophets repeat the same warnings: Mydeimos is cursed, and he will bring the downfall of their kingdom and all its inhabitants.
But no one in Kremnos knew just how cursed their prince was until the day the regent's war council convinced their king to do the unthinkable: If Mydeimos was sacrificed, perhaps their prophecy of destruction could be averted and Kremnos saved...
Only Mydei couldn't even die like he was supposed to. No matter how many times he was mortally wounded, the boy just kept standing up--not even Thanatos would take him. That glorious death in battle that all Kremnoan warriors were expected to achieve--even this most central aspect of Mydei's own culture rejected him.
This life of betrayal and total loneliness, with the promise of eventually destroying everything he knew and cared for, seemed inescapable--until one day, when Mydeimos had already passed the age of majority (and would have long since been allowed to challenge his father for the crown if it weren't for the despair prophesied to be his reign), a new vision was shared among all of their people's seers: There was a way to avert their kingdom's impending destruction and save their people. "Only the son of Aedes Elysiae can deliver Castrum Kremnos from the dark tide and restore the true king to her throne."
Aedes Elysiae is a tiny city-state with nowhere near enough military might to defend against a full onslaught from the Kremnoans. But the risk that the Elysian prince could be harmed--and all of Kremnos' future lost in the process--is too high to engage in a traditional war of conquest. Although it runs contrary to the Kremnoans' very natures, if it means securing their kingdom's future and hiding the truth of their foreseen fate forever, they will engage in any manner of subterfuge and political maneuvering necessary.
Namely, by using the threat of war to force Aedes Elysiae to surrender their crown prince to a permanent and binding political alliance. If the Elysians want to avoid obliteration by the military might of the Kremnoans, they will tie the destiny of their crown prince to the Strifewalkers' through blood and oath--a marriage to Kremnos' own Prince Mydeimos. In this way, perhaps the curse can finally be outweighed by the glory of a savior.
Enter Phainon: the pride and joy of Aedes Elysiae, the golden sun to his people, loved by everyone who knows him. Although his heart has always been soft and romantic, rebelling fiercely at the idea of marrying someone he's never met and doesn't love, there is nothing Phainon won't do to protect his people and his kingdom--even if it means sacrificing himself.
So Phainon agrees to leave his family and homeland behind, and makes the miserable journey to Castrum Kremnos to meet his destiny... as well as his new husband.
Too bad Mydei wants absolutely nothing to do with him.
Disgusted by his father's willingness to forsake Kremnos' sacred principles of pride and integrity by using underhanded tactics and falsehoods to force Aedes Elysiae's prince into compliance, Mydei refuses to even acknowledge his marriage to Phainon, let alone look in his fellow prince's direction.
Which wouldn't be a problem, honestly, if it weren't for the fact that poor Phainon is smitten within days.
When the Kremnoans were strong-arming Aedes Elysiae's king into giving up his beloved son, why had no one thought to just tell Phainon that Prince Mydeimos was so... so... upright and honest and brave and powerful and gorgeous and straightforward and humorous and quick-witted and honorable and also gorgeous? (Phainon thinks perhaps this last point should be repeated a few more times for good measure.) Truly, Phainon might have gone willingly if anyone had just thought to show him a portrait of his husband-to-be in advance!
While Phainon struggles to catch his own husband's attention and soften Mydei's seemingly unbreakable stone heart, Mydei struggles with his father's demands to keep his curse hidden, to not reveal the omen of destruction lurking behind this sham of a marriage. Though having to lie shreds every last tatter of pride Mydei has, if this prince of Aedes Elysiae discovers the truth, that he's been brought here solely to counteract Mydei's prophesied inability to reign, Kremnos' enemies will know it within the hour. A single weakness will be all the world needs to turn on the Kremnoans, to bring Mydei's terrible destiny to pass.
And... And if Phainon learns the truth about Mydeimos, about his curse, about how he is an abomination that not even death will accept, about the misery he is destined to bring, about the failures that are sure to come, about how he is hated by his country, his people, his own family--then Mydei will lose the first person who has ever smiled freely at him, ever wanted to walk beside him, ever spoke kind words in his direction...
There is no way Phainon would ever look at him the same again.
There is no way Phainon would stay.
And that would be cruelest fate of all.
(What Mydei and Castrum Kremnos don't know is that Phainon has a secret of his own: He's not royalty by blood in the slightest. He was a penniless orphan who just got lucky enough to be taken in by the castle and end up, through twists in his own destiny, to be raised by the childless rulers of Elysiae from nothing but the kindness of their hearts.
There is no son of Aedes Elysiae to save Castrum Kremnos from its fate--and the dark tide comes for all.
But visions bestowed by the gods must not be doubted. Perhaps the combined efforts of two lonely people--the one who forsook his own land for love and the one who could only be loved by someone from another land--will see the sun of Aedes Elysiae delivered to Kremnos once more...
And put a true and honest king upon her throne at last.)
Big fan of feral late teens-early twenties Will with a thing for older men and an absolutely smitten, slightly scandalized Hannibal in his late twenties-early thirties. 18+ Will obviously.
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Married Hollanov go on vacations but sometimes they deliberately get separate hotel rooms so they can roleplay sneaking in like they used to before they started dating
“Imagine if you wake up tomorrow and earth was gone forever, and only you were left. That’s how I feel every day when I wake up. My home is gone. My mom and dad are gone. My school is gone. My best friends are gone. The people that served our house are gone. The store where I got a dress for our mock council day is gone. The people I pasted on the street are gone. The park with my favorite kind of tree is gone. My bedroom is gone. My pet is gone. My music is gone. My food is gone. My games are gone. My language is gone. My eco system is gone. My entire life is gone! And you think I should just move forward every. single. day. I’m aloud to be sad! I’m aloud to be hurt! I will not get to join my family in rao!”
Clark:
“What?”
Kara:
“Kryptonian funeral rights are to guide the soul to rao and they are to preformed by a female relative. There is no one to lead me home! I will never get to go home. If I survive you, you will go home. To My home. With the people I love. But I will never get to go home.
I am allowed to grieve. I’m aloud to be sad. I’m aloud to be angry. But you are a human in every way that counts, so do not tell me that what you and I lost is the same. You lost a chance. I lost everything I love.”
