true king and queen

Royalty AU sentence starters!

A big mix of them, so have fun with them! Intrigue, revolts, and fairytales~

  • “Your majesty, the invaders have breached the castle walls – you must flee!”
  • “I pledge my fealty to you.”
  • “One day, you will become a fine ruler of this land.”
  • “I need no king/queen.”
  • “You should do something about those revolts.”
  • “And on this day forth, you shall hold crown and scepter in the name of the people as its fair and just emperor/empress.”
  • “My king/queen, do not fret for there will be no one else I would rather die for.”
  • “Kings/queens do not weep so weakly.”
  • “I am not the true king/queen – I am merely their body double.”
  • “Oh, sweet Prince/Princess, would you care to be mine?”
  • “The king and queen have arranged it – you will be married to the child of the opposing nation so that peace may come to both our kingdoms.”
  • “In a few hours your head will roll through the town square – what say you, deposed one?”
  • “You are the king’s illegitimate child and I have come to collect you.”
  • “My name is unimportant – you, tyrant, will die today by my blade.”
  • “Oh, cruel majesty…for your selfishness and evil ways, I place a curse upon you and your house…”
  • “Royal balls are such a bore, aren’t they?”
  • “I wonder what it’s like beyond the palace walls?”
  • “You are hereby condemned, exiled from this kingdom, stripped of your title for crimes against the kingdom.”
  • “Oh, highness, do not shed anymore tears – I am here to rescue you.”
  • “As per the rules of the tourney, I am granted one wish: I wish to marry your son/daughter.”
  • “Let’s overthrow the king together, shall we?”

anonymous asked:

How about the guys' babies saying their first word? Bonus if it's addressing their father! :D

This turned out a lot cuter than anticipated. I am low key dying. 

Noctis

Lucis’s King trudged into his chambers, pulling the double doors shut behind him.

Paperwork.  Mountains and mountains of paperwork. The workload increased day by day. 

Noctis’s exhausted eyes searched through the darkness of his bedroom to find his wife sound asleep curled up in their bed. He huffed out a sigh of disappointment. A nonpolitical conversation the King held was his Queen was becoming a true rarity. Noctis hated it.

What he hated more was being separated from his newborn son, Corrin. He only nearing the age of 10 month and Noctis felt as if he never was allowed enough time with the young prince. It destroyed him. 

As tired as he was, Noctis mustered enough energy to press on with a soft tiptoe toward Corrin’s crib situated only a few feet away from his mother’s side of their double bed. 

The child laid safety in his crib, but laid wide awake. His bright blue eyes remained open as he searched over the chocobo themed mobile that leisurely spun above him.

Noctis peered loving down at his son. 

The instant his father came into view Corrin let out an elated coo. 

“Hey, Cor,” Noctis whispered, a smiling slowly crawling on his face. “How are you doing? Why are you awake so late?” He lowered his left hand into the crib. Corrin instinctively reached out and wrapped his tiny fingers around Noctis’s thumb. A chuckle passed through Noctis’s lips. “I missed you today.”

“D-d-d” Corrin began to stutter. 

“Yeah?” Noctis muttered encouragingly. The baby had been threatening to utter his first words for the past few days, but never was able to sputter a full word.  Only the simple sounds of letters. 

“Dada!” Corrin exclaimed with a happy shriek. 

“Hm?” The Queen grumbled at the sound of her child. 

“Dada!” Corrin repeated again as if he was more sure of himself. Noctis’s lips parted. “

“Yes, Corrin,” he praised, unable to wipe the proud grin off his face. 

The future King of Lucis had finally muttered his first words…


Prompto

Ever since gaining their pediatricians approval, Prompto took 10 month old Ilaria to Wiz’s Chocobo Post nearly four times a week. It offered the perfect photo opportunities as it gave a wonderful reason for Ilaria to show off her nearly toothless smile while she giggled endlessly at the great birds. 

“There y’all are! It was gettin’ late. I was wondering if something came up,” Wiz greeted Prompto and Ilaria, who sat safely in Prompto’s arms as they approached the post. 

“Sorry for making you worry, Wiz. Ilaria is getting a new tooth and she’s been hurting a lot today. We were thinking about not coming and letting her rest, but I decided she needed some cheering up,” Prompto explaining, not even flinching as his daughter began to pull at his blonde locks.

“Aw, poor girl. Well, there ain’t nothin’ a chocobo can’t fix. Come on over,” Wiz gestured for the father and daughter duo to follow.

“Come on, Ilaria. Let’s get you to some chocobos ASAP,” Prompto pushed himself forward following Wiz to the stables. Once the yellow birds came into view Ilaria cooed in excitement and clapped her hands together in pure joy.

“There’s that smile I love!” Prompto exclaimed happily. 

“Kweh!” The familiar cries of the chocobos filled their ears as the entered the stable.

“Chobo! Oco! Chobo!” Ilaria cried with a happy shriek. 

Prompto eye’s widened as he shot a surprised look at Wiz. 

“Well I’ll be,” Wiz chuckled lowly, scratching the back of his neck. 

“Her first word!” Prompto gasped excitedly, putting Ilaria down on the stable ground and reached for his camera that was strapped on his side. Ilaria clumsily began to waddle forward and then tumbled onto her butt. The fall didn’t phase her, she simply crawled forward on her hands and knees to the nearest chocobo. The yellow bird leaned his head down to nuzzle the child. 

“Chobo! Oco!” Ilaria repeated, hugging the birds beak.

Prompto swiftly snapped the picture of the adorable moment. “Not exactly ‘chocobo’ but… I’ll take it! Wait till her mom hears about this!”


Gladiolus 

It was not unusual for the two men of the Amicitia household to take a nap together. After a long work out, Gladio retrieve Aster from his crib and take him to the couch. There, Gladiolus would lay on his back while his son sprawled against his chest. Within minutes, the boys would be out like a light. 

Aster and Gladiolus had all too much in common. Their urge to snore was one similarity. While Gladio’s snore was harsh and roaring, Aster’s snore was sweet, and hushed… but clearly noticeable. Gladio’s harsh snore never phased his child from his sleep… unlike his wife…

“Hun,” his wife’s familiar, sweet voice stirred him from his nap. “Gladio, it’s almost time for dinner.” Her light fingers tracing the skin of his upper arm. 

With a yawn, Gladio’s amber eyes fluttered open. “Alright,” he complied sleepily. Aster began to stir as well. “C’mon little buddy, time to get you fed,” Gladio took his son into his arms and carried him into the kitchen. 

“Glad Dad!” 

The sound of sudden hysterical laughter escaped his wife’s lips. “Oh my goodness, did he just say what I though he said?” 

“Glad dad!” Aster repeated, proud of the reaction he elicited from his mother.

“Heh,” Gladio chortled. “Nice job, buddy,” a sense of warm pride filled Gladio’s heart as he pressed his lips against his son’s cheek.


Ignis

The only Ignis allowed a mess in his kitchen was when young Aleena wished to play by banging on the pots and pans. She always sat at the edge of the kitchen with numerous sets of metal bowls, pots, and plastic Tupperware lying out before her with a wooden spoon in hand.

Hearing his daughter making the strangest of music always made Ignis chuckle as he prepared dinner for the evening.

BANG!

CLANG!

CRASH!

“What a lovely song, Aleena,” Ignis complimented as he busied himself at the stove as he created stir fry for the evening’s meal.

Aleena giggled with joy at her fathers compliment and continued to hit the materials laid out before her with her spoon. 

With each and every sound that echoed through the kitchen, an excited squeal escaped the baby girl’s mouth. It was true music to Ignis’s ears. 

“Darling! I think we are raising an upcoming musician!” Ignis called to his wife who was busy in the laundry room across the apartment. 

“I hear!” His wife responded enthusiastically. 

“Daaaaaaddy!” Aleena began to sing loudly as she rhythmically hit a metal stirring bowl over and over. 

Ignis turned to face the sound of his daughter’s voice, his lips parting in utter surprise. “Did you hear that?” Ignis called out to his wife once more. 

“Yes, I did!” His wife sounded much closer than before. “How sweet, Aleena,” his wife muttered. He could only assume that she hoisted their child into her arms, as the loud banging halted. “Your first word is ‘daddy.’ That’s so cute,” his wife gushed. “Look at how big your father is smiling now.”

“Daddy!” She exclaimed with a sweet coo.

Ignis didn’t even realize the large grin on his face before his wife pointed it out to him.