“he would prefer you shaved” “he prefers you not to shave” “he prefers big boobs” “he prefers snatched waists” “he prefers long hair” “he likes cute people” your favorite character is hopelessly devoted to you. he is borderline obsessive. you could be a tiny moth, and he’d always light the way for you. you could be an ant and he’d built an entire castle made of mud. if people knew the extent of his love for you, he’d be locked away. if you died in every life, he would find you in the next just so he could look upon your existence one more time. he is mature and he doesn’t have shallow preferences.
hello! i really love your works and i'd like to request a royalty rivals to lovers type of short story perhaps? like between 2 kingdom leaders or something :3
Ofc! There are three things I love in characters- princes, pirates, and villains. I’ll never say no to the chance to write any of them! I can’t quite do the full rivals to lovers in a snippet, so I’ll write them juuuust on the cuff >:)
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Character A glared at Character B as they entered the banquet hall with a flourish. Sat on their throne, they had an excellent view of the several hundred people in attendance, the herald announcing their (annoyingly late) arrival, and every inch of Character B.
They really shouldn’t, couldn’t be this annoyed. They’d invited Character B after all, in a shallow attempt to ease relations. They’d expected a kind rejection and a return offer that Character A would reject just as easily. They hadn’t expected for them to actually show up.
It was exhausting.
Character B smirked at them, walking easily up the aisle the crowd had made to take their seat next to Character A. Character A noted, with an annoyed hint, that they’d sat on their right. The place that would’ve been reserved for their spouse, had they been married.
“Lovely party, dear. I can almost see why you aren’t enjoying it in the slightest.” Character B mused, setting a hand on their wrist lightly.
They jerked it away. “You’re late. You’re making a scene.”
“And now your courtiers have something better to talk about than your latest scandal. You’re welcome.”
Had that really- “You heard about that?!” They whispered urgently. “Did it-“
“Relax, darling. My court’s heard nothing of it. Did you think I don’t have ears here?”
Character A forced themself to settle their expression. They couldn’t let Character B see that they were a fish out of water.
“Ah, of course. You’ve never had an instinct for deception, have you? Don’t worry. I’ll pretend not to notice when you send yours in two weeks. It’s only fair.”
Character A’s annoyance burned. “Can you go anywhere without being obnoxious?”
Character B gave them a look. “Everyone but you seems to find me charming, darling.” Their expression turned weary for just a moment. “It’s exhausting.”
“Is that why you’re so obsessed with me? Because I’m the only one who isn’t fawning over you?”
Character B kept their gaze forward. “Yes.”
“What?”
“You’re the only one who behaves like a normal person around me. I said it was exhausting, didn’t I?”
Well. That changed things.
*Translator’s note : MC’s name shall remain as my normal (水嶋ラン) *Gakuen K Masterlist / Gakuen K Mobile Masterlist *Spoiler FREE : Translations under cut !
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DON’T WANT YOU LIKE A BEST FRIEND
tags: post timeskip!megumi, best friends to lovers, fake dating, wedding AU, drinking & mentions of alcohol, lots of pining and yearning, me writing this and including a lot of megumi dialogue bc writers on here love to make him mute and indifferent >:( he is very passionate to me >:( | wc: 5.4k+
He’s made a mistake.
Oh, Megumi has made a huge mistake.
He knew he should’ve listened to that tiny, pessimistic voice in the back of his mind when you’d asked him to attend a wedding with you.
Granted, it’s not a terribly strange ask of you—you are best friends, after all. But Megumi should’ve denied your advance the second he discovered the twist to it.
He wasn’t there to be just any old regular wedding plus one. He was there to be your date, your faux boyfriend for the night. To put on a show so your relatives could get off your case for being single.
With hesitance, he agrees. He can’t not agree to helping you out. Not when you’re his best friend, not when he feels his heart skip a beat every time you so much as sigh in mild disappointment or irritation.
But, god, was he wrong when he thought he could handle this.
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How Alluring…
That subtle shift in expression (widening eyes, brows lifting, slacking jaw, hands raising) when they realize they’re about to get hurt. Their muscles tense, and their posture curls away defensively, as if by looking away they could somehow shield themself.
Maybe they’re in the calm few seconds before an explosion. Maybe they’re staring down the barrel of a gun. Maybe supernatural forces are involved. Regardless, they’re about to face excrutiating pain, and they know it.
Bonus: Standing their ground anyway, to protect a loved one.