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Triton's smile fades and turns into confusion, then anger as his brother slithers between them and the doorway. “Ursul, what is the meaning of this?” Triton scowls and moves his wife behind him. “Is it not obvious? I’m dethroning you, you fool,” Ursul snaps. “I’m taking what rightfully belongs to me, and that’s the throne alongside the trident.” “You’re not foolish enough to attempt treason?” his brother growls. “Attempt is the wrong word to pin to me, Triton. My patience with your naivety has worn thin. Your death is inevitable; I will take the trident away from

The next few hours were a bit of a blur to you. You were so exhausted from the long drawn out trial and everything that had happened that it was hard just to keep your eyes open. All of your adrenaline had run out as soon Kwoth had gone. You were left sittng dumbfounded on that throne for an insurmountable amount of time while the rest of the members of the Faerie Courts collected themselves. The Queen had stormed out of the room in a furious rage a couple of minutes after Kwoth had. Her floor length golden hair had dragged behind her like a tangled mop as she began muttering unintelligable threatening things underneath her breath. She seemed

 You lean back in the car seat you were in, enjoying the pitter patter of rain on the car and windows.  Your eyes take in the moving landscape through the rain running down your window as you rest your head against the door.  Your hands fidget with the plastic doll in your hands, feeling the bumps and ridges of its shape.  You loved the car rides your parents took you on around town.  Your legs swung happily as you hum your favorite little tune.  You look up at your parents who were silently looking ahead.  Your mother’s hands were firmly grasping the steering wheel of the car while your father only watched.  Maybe he enjoyed watching t

Raw power flooded the air like a tidal wave of blistering wind and force. Unable to help it you opened your eyes to see just what was going to be your final end. Queen Rhiannon was holding her pale hand out, gathering energy from the air and building it up into a burning golden ball of death. It's sheer velocity made a deafening sound of rushing air similar to that of being caught in a tornado or typhoon. The spinning golden ball she held in her hands felt like a nuclear bomb that she was preparing to unleash on you as soon as it had charged up enough. Instinctively you knew without a doubt that once that thing hit you, you would be obliterat

~Author's Note: Surpriseee haha. Thanks so much for being great supporters :) ~Reminder that they're speaking ROMANIAN: Lyuba=love~ Warmth... That enveloping, lulling warmth. You revel every possible second within it you can, memorizing its spiced scent, what it tastes like with every sigh, how it feels of silken skin against your body. It’s your warmth—your life, your love, the very essence of your enamored heart. Swelling with infatuation at the mere thought, you awaken with a weary smile, your (e/c) eyes met with what has become an all too welcomed sight in the mornings. Your husband, his ever unruly hair curling about his

You pulled hard on the ropes and rang the bells with the help of your gargoyle friends as morning came. Frollo, as usual, was out early so you were left alone and that was until… “Good morning!” You yelped in surprise, not expecting somebody else’s presence to be there. You looked over your shoulder while hugging the ropes to your chest then saw Esmerald, leaning his side on the door frame of the big doors that led to the balcony. The sun was shining brightly behind him that you weren’t able to see his face clearly as he was against the light but his smile and his emerald eyes were still clear as day. You then

~Author's Note: Hi, again!! So glad to see you lovely people ;)~ ~Reminder: Lyuba=love/Pakvora=beautiful~ ~Enjoy!~ There was a point in time when you were wary about leaving the countryside for the city, mostly because of the warnings that it was filled with demons, monsters and succubi in human form. Yet as a wing-adorned devil places a wreath upon your head before going to dance with a lobster boiling a chef, you can’t help but laugh. Everything—everyone—around you is backwards—brass is treated as gold, kings are clowns, the pretty are mocked while the priests are charmed. It’s complete blasphemy, but you ad

Male♂Esmeralda/Reader - Purity Amongst Outcasts (Esmeralda - Esmeraldo) (This story may contain sensitive material in it. Just for the warning.) ♰--------------------♰ The world was wild, full of wicked sin and vice everywhere you turned, there were always liars, cheaters, debauchees, murderers, all of them hell-bound sinners all the same everywhere you looked. There on this Earth purity was missing and the world remained full of unruly vile evil corruption. Purity was nowhere to be seen within this tainted world as the hand of sin left nothing untouched, but he was desperate enough to cling onto to what he called purity