princes gate

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Happy Birthday! (February 1st)

  • Mayuri Shiina (Steins;Gate)
  • Duke Watanabe (Prince of Tennis)
  • Doma (One Piece)
  • Mabui (Naruto)
  • Matt (Death Note)
  • Brogy (One Piece)
  • Irisviel von Einzbern (Fate/Zero)
  • Tohru Adachi (Persona 4)
  • Kouji Kouda (Boku no Hero Academia)
Forever Indebted

Relationship: Edmund x Reader, Caspian x Reader (platonic)

Warnings: violence

Author’s Note: Edmund is my absolute weakness, writing this was an absolute pleasure to.write, and I hope you enjoy it

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“For Narnia.” You whisper to yourself as you leap from a window and onto the back of a Telmarine soldier. The two small daggers attached to your forearms go into his neck quickly, making it easy for you to jump to a new target.

You roar out in anger and speed up your movements when you see a minotaur fall to his death.  Your particularly loud battle cry draws some attention, Prince Caspian being amongst the heads to quickly shift your way before going back to watching their attackers. Caspian though, doesn’t put all of his focus back on his assailant, he quickly does away with the guard before slashing his way to you. “Y/N, what are you doing? You have studies here, a job, they will surely not let you back in with good graces after seeing you fighting alongside me.”

His words almost make you stop completely, but the sword aiming for your throat keeps you in action, “Caspian, these people are no people of mine if they wish you dead. Who am I to not fight alongside you, when even the extinct Narnians will?" Smiling wistfully at you, Caspian places a hand gently on your shoulder.

The moment is quickly ruined when you spot a Telmarine soldier behind Caspian, and he’s cutting the chain holding up the gate. "We need to go. Caspian, you need to get your men and go!” You yell, shoving the prince towards the gate. You aren’t far behind him, your arms and legs both moving furiously as you slash at soldiers and run with speed you had never known capable from within your body.

From the corner of your eye, you spot a particularly small satyr getting attacked, so changing your course, you go to the satyr’s aid, “Go! We have to get out now!” You shout, gesturing to the minotaur holding the gate open. The man nods his thanks to you before ducking beneath the gate.

Just as you get to the gate, the minotaur falls and tears spring to your eyes, for both the poor creature, and for yourself. There are other people at the gate with you, Narnians, but none of them have your focus. Your eyes are on Caspian, who is yelling for you, trying to go back.

Shaking your head, you lift one of your blades into the air, “FOR NARNIA!” The other Narnians join in your battle cry, all of you charging once more.

You know you’re outnumbered, and out-weaponed. What you don’t know, is that the griffin above your heads is holding King Edmund. Looking down at the scene below him, Edmund spots you, and though he doesn’t even know of your name, he does know that he can not bear to leave you down there to die.

“Do you think you would be able to get her without getting hurt?” He asks his steed. The griffin squawks out a reply, diving towards you on the ground. The hybrid manages to grab to just after you receive an arrow to the upper arm. You don’t have the energy to say or do anything on the flight to wherever the Narnians are staying, so you just stay as still as possible and focus on not crying.

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You grit your teeth harshly as you pull the arrow from your arm. After having arrived, you immediately looked for a bit of privacy to stitch yourself. “You were very brave back there. Fighting your people for us.”

Looking up, you see the boy talking to you is the same one that plucked you from the fight. “Thank you.” You smile painfully. Putting your attention to the needle in your hands, you start to sew your wound shut, “Caspian told me that you’re a son of Adam. King Edmund the Just. Is that true?” You ask, glancing at him quickly at the end of your question.

Edmund clears his throat, before answering, afraid his voice will crack or squeak when he goes to speak to you, “Yes.” Is all he can manage before crossing the floor to be standing a little closer to you. “Well, King Edmund the Just, I am forever in your debt.”

This makes the young king furrow his brow, “What? What would make you say that?” He asks you with a scoff. With a quirked eyebrow, you hold the needle in it’s place so you can look the king in his face, “You saved my life. There were tons of Narnians, fighting a hopeless battle down there, just as I was, and you saved me, the one person fighting not even born into your people. Where I am from, something like that is worthy of eternal debt.”

Watching as you finish closing up your once gaping wound, Edmund shakes his head, “Well, you’re with us now, that won’t be necessary, and just Edmund is fine.” This makes you laugh - a sound Edmund never thought he’d love so much - before breaking the stitch string with your teeth and wiping your bloody hands on the men’s trousers you’re wearing, “Well then, Just Edmund the Just King, consider it a favor, instead of a debt. If ever you need anything, let me know.”

At that moment, Edmund could think of a thousand things he wanted from you, a kiss being amongst them - a sensation very new to him - but he settled on just one for now. “I’d like to know your name.”

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>Literally Literal: The Literation

I fucking lost it at Trigun for some reason.

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The Winter Simulcast Shows are now streaming in English!

We’re stepping up the amount of English Broadcast Dubs this season with all types of genres like the action and comedy of Assassination Classroom Season 2, the fantasy and drama of Grimgar of Fantasy and Ash, the sports and slice of life with Prince of Stride: Alternative, and more!

dearest princess prologue | kth

Originally posted by jjks

pairing: taehyung x reader
genre: angst, mentions of abuse
word count: 300+ (it’s only a prologue, chapters shall be longer I promise!)
description: false hopes are more dangerous than fears. what happens when a broken girl meets and equally broken prince?

WARNING: As the story develops, mature themes will be implemented. Some of the themes may be triggering, and some may not be suitable for younger readers.

prologue


She heard it. The sound of the grand clock reverberated through the main hall, hitting the walls and the ears of those enraptured in it. Her body froze, fear flowing through her veins as she let go of the hand she desperately wanted to hold onto. “I-I, I have to go,” she exclaimed, her eyes frantically searching for an exit. He did not know how to react, for he too was frozen in shock. The beautiful girl he had just encountered was now trying to escape his grasp, his one shot of something other than what was laid out for him was falling through his fingers as if it was sand. What he did not know was the fate she had to face once the night had ended, one that she tried so hard to escape. She had to return to a life filled with neglect, abandonment. A life she wanted out from for so long.

She continued to rush down the halls before finding the main entrance. She heard him call out for her, though he did not know her name. “Please come back!” was repeated in her mind as she dashed away, sadness laced in the voice of the Prince. She felt her left slipper slip off her foot, but turning around to retrieve it was too risky and her time too limited. The carriage that brought her to the castle soon appeared in front of her and it’s appearance implied a sense of urgency. Just as she heard the Prince called for the gates to close, she swiftly closed the door and she was off.

She tried to ignore the drop in her heart as each second passed by. Her mind ached, but the more she thought about it, the more she wanted to dream of a life different than the one she had to lead, the one she was returning to. But she knew how her dreams had crushed her very being. After all, false hopes are more dangerous than fears.

A/N: Welcome to my twist on an average fairytale. I hope you’ll stick around till the end!

Medieval prinxeity AU one shot

The prince moved forward on his horse, toward the foreboding fortress. He was only fifteen, but he had enough experience in fighting in the battle like the upcoming one that he no longer got chills. It had become familiar to both he and his stead. The aforementioned German forest horse strode up to the rote iron gates, the smell of burning and blood bringing no deterrence to him.  Dismounting swiftly, the prince walked up to the gates, looking for his target. One of the guards questioned why he’d come,  the later replying that he was there to see the princess. Both guards nodded to each other and let them in through a side door, pointing him down to the the princess’ court. With a nod and words of thanks, he walked on with his stead, until the side door closed. As soon as it was shut, he was going through a passage way to the court yard, sword out and eyes open. what lied before him was a poor excuse of a beast. The creature was chained with metal that burned their scales and decorated with festering wounds. Their mouth was clamped shut, wings nailed down with iron stakes. The boy would have snarled at the scene, but one look into the mud colored eyes, and the knowledge he couldnt risk loosing his composure slapped him. That could cost him. Flicking his head in one direction to him,  the horse went to work getting rid of some of the restraints. The prince trotted cautiously toward the nearest wing, sword sheathed and eye contact unbroken. Careful jiggle, pull, nail one out. Good. After the repetition of this meticulous process, one wing was free, two bound legs visible. An apollogetic look and the rivets were gently twisted out, the searing metal falling to the ground.

Just as the prince goes to release the other side of the dragon, a grunt interjects and a broad sword tries to make a statement out, but is blocked and countered with a scimitar. A push, and  broad sword had stepped back enough for a blow to kiss his calves, leaving him on the ground. An adjustment of the prince’s hand and the man began to choke on his own blood.  Moving on from the scuffle, he started on the other side. Time raced forward and stood still all at once, anxiously watching while trying to see what happened next sooner. Soon though, booth wings were free. Then, all their legs, tail free as well. all that was left was their maw.

Giving him a boost, prince and horse began to work on the blood rusted muzzle. those bolts took the longest. The horse nickered quite comfort. The prince hummed apollogies and encouragement. One bolt dropped. Then two more. five more.  After fifteen bolts dropped to the red flaked dirt, the dragon was fully unchain and unbound. The once glasses-over mud eyes began to blink into vibrant  orbs of flame. A choked roar came from the dragons throat, the prince grinning merrily. The three moved toward the gates sluggishly, the prince more concerned with the state of the dragon than quickly opening up the gates. But soon they were there, the horse kicking open the gates, the prince slashing through those that appose their exit, the dragon following behind.

At the days zenith, the small group was as far as possible from the once-cage, resting.

Running a hand through his hair, the teenager approached the dragons,“so, i’m Frederick and my friend and accomplice is Mora,” he gave a slight smile and wave. Mora gave a slight nod to the dragon and went back to grazing. The later, lifted their head shakily, flicked their tough and then within a blink, a ragged boy no older than Frederick was in the dragons place. With out warning he hurtled into Frederick, hugging him as best he can. “Th-thank you. So very much. i am Marcelous, and i am forever in your debt,”

Frederick hugged back, silently swearing to protect his new charge so long as he lived.

He may not have gotten chills from battle, but he did get butterflies from certain hugs.

Why is 2016 one of the best years for anime fans?

Well, many manga are finally being adapted into animes, and just to name a few are….Berserk, D.Gray Man, and  Boku No Hero Academia. While other anime’s are getting season 2′s.

But then, there are many anime that have been announced for even more seasons and some of the many hyped ones are Attack on Titan and Uta No Prince-Sama 4. But let’s not forget the fact that a lot of anime’s were announced of getting movies this year (and hopefully are released this year as well)!

Waiting for the inevitable mural/artwork of Charlie Murphy playing basketball with Prince in heaven (although Prince at the pearly gates offering pancakes is also a possibility).