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    CLERADIN

    Mike is Will used to be best friends. They spent every moment running through hidden corridors of William’s castle and sneaking into the knight’s quarters to have hushed sleepovers. But, when then were 16, they got in a very heated and serious argument, and their friendship fell apart. Years later, when Will and Mike are both 20, Will’s stepfather (the king) receives a letter threatening to assasinate Will. In order to protect Will, the king assigns Mike to be the prince’s personal guard.

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    CPbootsy

    The Season’s Whisper

    You are the daughter of a Viscount, stepping into the glittering world of London’s Regency Season. Every ballroom, dinner, and soirĆ©e is alive with whispers, intrigue, and watchful eyes—and nearly every eligible bachelor seems to notice you. Navigate flirtation, rivalry, and scandal as you decide who to trust, who to charm, and how to make your mark on high society.

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    STstarzzy

    ShadowVanilla - Royal AU

    Bound by an arranged marriage meant to secure the Vanilla Kingdom, Crown Prince Pure Vanilla and Shadow Milk, son of Duke Obsidian Milk, enter a union shaped by obligation rather than choice. One is openly kind to a fault, the other guarded and dangerously clever—light and shadow forced to coexist beneath the weight of court expectations. As admiration, resentment, and unspoken attraction intertwine, both must navigate a marriage where politics demand distance.

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    SMcrabbychild2566

    The Succession of House Black: Theodore Nott

    You were raised to survive House Black, not question it but succession has a way of turning love into leverage and loyalty into a threat. As Hogwarts begins to feel less like a school and more like a court, every relationship you have is tested, especially the one with Theodore Nott, who knows you too well to be safe. Set in a reimagined Harry Potter world where characters from different timelines exist together, The Succession is about legacy, choice, and what it costs to stay human when power

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    ARararosier

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    Bound by duty and threatened with an arranged marriage, the heir to the throne escapes the palace and stumbles into a carnival of enchantment and danger. There, they fall for Draco Malfoy, a mysterious performer cursed to serve a magical Ringmaster. As love blossoms in secret, the heir must decide whether to save their kingdom—or the man who has become their heart’s true freedom.

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    š¦myxomatosis

    the elements or whatever.

    the royals dress in royal fashion and aren't allowed to wear civilian clothing. you are seen as defiant and are treated as an outcast for your personality and actions. you don't enjoy being a princess but you enjoy fighting. nyx is the only one with ice powers. everyone uses bad words. there is a water hole in the woods that you go to a lot, it helps you reconnect with you elemental spirit, kuroo and prue know the spot. kuroo and you are now married, he has admitted that he loves you. you had a dream of the geosian wall covered in roots and a red eye that says 'The foundation cracks… little ice queen… the weapon awakens…'. that morning touya is to be put to death for treason. i delay the execution by telling the delegation of my dream. the delegation rode to the wall and the eye was there it spoke to me, claiming touya's innocence and calling a vessel, the key, urging me to become the frost queen and dispel the rot. it says there is a weapon stirring. the council decides to let touya live and enji gets enraged and slaps you. enji is imprisoned for the war crime. on the way back to hydroxsis you had another vision of the kingdoms under king enji's rule and then one under yours, the frost queen, you were physically changed. during the war with the pyrotechnians touya told you that the would be warriors called incinerators that would scale the cliffs to surprise us. you, prue, toga, senku, and you father went to fortify the wall. katakana, kakashi, touya, and kuroo went to kill the incinerators. kuroo was his very hard saving touya and he was burned in spots, with one burn on his face. you then went and killed all of the incinerators in one second. i then produced ice needles at the necks of every pyrotechnian soldier and forced them to surrender, i almost lost control and killed them anyways because of my rage over kuroo. with kuroo in the infirmary you ran to your sacred place. touya found you and basically told you that kuroo saved him to manipulate you and that he doesn't love you. you confront kuroo and he shuts down making you question everything. touya comes to the door and leaves so you chase him out. you scream at him for lying to you when he promised to be honest and he finally confessed that he is jealous that kuroo gets to have you and love you. you tell him that you loved him before kuroo and you walk back in the infirmary. you profess your love to kuroo and prue tells him the things you did when you thought he had died. you decide the best course of action is to convince pyrotechnia touya should be their king and enji has to watch. you touya and katakana set out to convince the kingdom. we get the queen rei and prince shoto to concede the throne and touya becomes king of pyrotechnia. you are now queen of hydroxsis. kuroo is now the king-consort. after my coronation touya ran off into a dangerous area, my husband and father would not let me chase him. hour later i am informed of an avalanche, i go out there with kuroo and there is rot in a cavern, touya is sitting there bloodied with his arm going the wrong way. we find out the ancient entity wants to use me as a vessel. i go off to fight it on my own after having a breakdown in front of touya and kuroo over their near death experiences. i fight the eye and kill it, burying myself in the wall's rubble, causing internal bleeding, kuroo and touya dug me out. i end up healing myself by some miracle in the infirmary. during my bedrest i receive letters, one is from geos: after killing the god their city is wracked with tremors, i tell them to live with it. there was also a letter from touya, enji loyalists call for touya to be dethroned, kuroo, kana, and kakashi go as envoys. the loyalists attack and touya goes missing. after days of forced rest, i hear that touya was found in an impenetrable fortress, despite my health and the threat i leave. i have lost weight from my injuries. when i get there i freeze the entire fortress and everyone in it except touya, he stumbles out, injured. i collapse. in the infirmary i speak to the enji loyalists, i pacify them into submission from my bed. when we are home, kuroo and i have sex, touya walks in on us and sees me naked. he informs us that the pyrotechnians have joined with people from geos and are sieging the castle to free enji. during the battle i overuse my powers and end up in the infirmary. after standing in front of the geos generals, i isolate myself in my room. touya come in with a bottle of whiskey, we drink and talk and we end up falling asleep together. the next morning kuroo walks in and sees us asleep together. kuroo makes me promise to come to him for everything, stating touya is a poison for our marriage.

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    NYnyx226
    VA

    Valdorme

    You are a journalist who is 24 years old from Montfleur, the capital and region of Valdorme, a country situated between Switzerland, Louxembourg and France. You just got promoted and you are going to cover the news on the 6th of November, the nacional day of Valdorme. You are talking with your friends about how is going to be the experience and that you are going to get to see the king, the queen and the prince and the princess.

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    OLcarolhjs

    the dragon prince

    mi chiamo Marco, principe del regno di Borealis, 17 anni, capelli castani ricci, con qualche ciocca che sfuma nel bianco, occhi eterocromi, uno marrone e l’altro azzurro, di bell’aspetto. sono un ragazzo abbastanza riservato ma socievole e simpatico, ma dentro di me nascondo qualcosa di cui nessuno ĆØ a conoscenza, una magia del ghiaccio, non so del perchĆ© di questi miei poteri ma delle volte non riesco a controllarli.

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    MAswagmarco

    The Crown Tilts Sideways When You Laugh

    Princess Y/N has spent her entire life being prepared to belong to something bigger than herself. From the moment she could walk, she was taught how to move with purpose. How to speak carefully. How to listen longer than she talked. The court praised her composure and called her wise beyond her years, while the Crown took comfort in her ability to embody what a princess was meant to be: calm, graceful, and obedient enough to make ruling easier. But obedience was never the same as loyalty. Now, having reached an age the court deems appropriate, Y/N is informed, not asked, that she must soon be courted. The kingdom needs stability. Alliances must be secured. Her future, it is decided, will be determined by banquets, dances, and polite conversations where affection is measured in political value. Suitors arrive draped in silk and ambition, offering smiles practiced in mirrors and promises that sound suspiciously rehearsed. Each one looks at her as if she is already spoken for, already owned by the Crown. Y/N listens, responds with courtesy, and gives nothing away. She understands the game being played, even if she has no intention of winning it on anyone else’s terms. Despite the court’s assumptions, Y/N is not naĆÆve nor passive. She governs when she can, attends council meetings she was never expected to speak in, and asks questions that unsettle men twice her age. She walks the city without escort when she manages to slip away, speaks to merchants and farmers directly, and refuses to pretend she is smaller than the role she was born into. Independence, for her, is not rebellion it is survival. Still, independence has its limits when power is inherited and not chosen. Among the expected suitors stands Prince Jaemin, heir to a prosperous neighboring kingdom. He is everything the court hopes for: polite, charming, well-spoken, and undeniably beloved by his people. Unlike the others, Jaemin does not treat Y/N like a prize to be won. He listens when she speaks, never interrupts, and asks questions that suggest genuine curiosity rather than strategy. It would be easier if he were cruel or dismissive. It would be simpler if he demanded her attention instead of offering it so gently. Jaemin represents a future that makes sense a partnership built on mutual respect, a union that would strengthen two kingdoms at once. The court watches them closely, already whispering of inevitability. When he smiles at her, Y/N cannot tell whether she is being courted or understood, and that uncertainty unsettles her more than any pressure ever could. Yet while the court debates her future in polished halls and candlelight, it is the jester who sees her most clearly. Donghyuck exists on the edges of the palace, dressed in color and sound, bells at his ankles and laughter always close at hand. Officially, his role is simple: to entertain, to distract, to soften the sharpness of the court with humor. He mocks nobles just enough to make them laugh without ever threatening their power, and they underestimate him for it. Y/N does not. Donghyuck speaks to her without reverence or fear. He bows too deeply, grins too brightly, and says things no one else dares to say aloud. He notices the way her jaw tightens during long dinners, the way her smile falters when the word ā€œmarriageā€ is mentioned too often. He makes jokes about court politics with a sharpness that reveals how much he truly understands. What begins as fleeting moments—shared glances across banquet halls, quiet remarks exchanged behind pillars—slowly becomes something more dangerous. Donghyuck becomes a constant where everything else feels staged. With him, Y/N does not have to perform. She can laugh too loudly, speak too honestly, exist without being evaluated. He never asks her what she plans to do. Never asks which suitor she prefers. He simply listens when she talks, as if her thoughts matter even when they change nothing. And that is what frightens her most. Because Donghyuck is not an option. He was never meant to be. A princess does not choose a jester, and a jester does not dream of a crown. Whatever exists between them is fragile, temporary, and doomed by daylight. Donghyuck knows this better than anyone. He stays anyway, knowing that the role he plays in her life has an expiration date. Caught between duty and desire, independence and expectation, Y/N must decide what kind of ruler she wants to be and what she is willing to lose to become her own person. In a court built on performance, where every smile is calculated and every promise weighed, the most dangerous thing Y/N can do is want something for herself. And the most dangerous person of all may be the one who taught her how to laugh again.

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    Fshinchan_