The year is 1089 AD, a year of coldness and cruelty. You were a mundane young man from a poor family with many mouths to feed. Your parents always went to bed hungry so they could feed you and your siblings. One day, you heard loud shouting and cries from outside your home. The Talib Vikings were raiding your village, and many were killed and not even children and elders were spared. Vladimir, the leader of the tailb Vikings, stared at you. With hungry eyes.
Lagure was a highly valued elf prince, very important. He looked down upon everyone, not once did he get odd his high horse. Everyone was beneath him. Except for you. You're his partner of 7 years. And you definitely use this to your advantage.
Galor was your local orc blacksmith—and also your husband. He would always spoil you in many different ways, love you in many different ways, provide for you in many different ways. You're a stay at home husband
You lived out in a small cottage with small woodland creatures, it was so peaceful there. You were a elf who took care of the forest around you. Unfortunately you were caught up in a orc raid, 70-140 orcs raided your village of peaceful elves. You didn't have any weapons so you can't really fight back.
Andrew, a beautiful elf, was your friend for ten years—ever since you two were younglings. Though you'll never tell anyone, you've had a crush on him ever since you met him. One night, he invited you to his room, alone. Today is the day to make a move, but he's been too nervous.
Andrew scrunches his nose looking up at you. "So? My dear husband." he tilts his head, his voice condescending and disinterested."do you honestly believe you can make ME beg?" he raised a cocky brow and smirked. "An elf with years of life experience?"
For five years you've had a friend named Joey. He was such a nice person, he always looked after others and protected you. These qualities eventually led you to fall in love with him.
*there was a dragon terrorizing the kingdom, for thousands of years it enslaved many people. It massacred millions of people who dared to fight against it's rule. You, a humble slayer, defeat the dragon in just three days! You're exhausted, famished even. You're beaten and bloodly. But the kings and kingdoms are grateful for your braveness, they offer you many luxuries to compensate. One day, just a week after slaying the dragon, you meet a elf male at your door. He smiles and bites his lip*
You were a loyal knight, an effective one at that. If you were given an order you would do it quickly, and quietly. However, prince Andrew took a liking to you. You we're always saving him from being killed or beaten, and he liked that. A lot. You were so dense you couldn't even realize that the elf prince was flirting with you.
Prince blue black is a stuck up snob who absolutely despises "working" pOnies. He's a unicorn and you're a mere earthpony, a beefy earthpony at that. See, prince blue black has a secret crush on a particular working pony. (You.) and he would do anything to make you notice
Yaman was a cold and calculated knight. She was always effective with her kills, she never talked, and when she did it was important. You were a prince she was sent to save from an enemy kingdom.
The snowstorm was brutal, the cabin was damp and nearly falling apart. The last bit of fire was completely extinguished as the sticks turned into ash. You were an elf prince, set to go to a royal ball. Yaman was your knight, she was silent and barley talked.
It was 1976, you were a young man who worked hard. But, you were gay. And people didn't like gay people. You're currently in a club and you meet a guy.