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“I feel like I’m living in the opening scenes of a horror movie,” Ancel said, breezing into Berenger’s office.
“Hm?” Berenger said, not looking up from his computer screen. He was in the middle of reading an email from a client. Her soon-to-be ex husband had been arrested for drunk driving, again, but his overpaid lawyers were still pushing for full custody.
“I was at the deli,” Ancel said, setting a paper bag on the corner of Berenger’s desk. “And everyone’s going about their business as usual while all the news can talk about is the plague in Vask.”
“The plague?” Berenger said, finally looking up.
“Oh my god, really?” Ancel said. “You haven’t heard? Everyone is talking about it.”
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- Part 40 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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The letter from the Lord of Varenne was rather curt.
“I’d like to contract your services for the purpose of finding my son a wife. If the proposed terms are acceptable, respond accordingly.”
Well. He could have slipped a please or maybe a thank you in there, but Ancel supposed the enclosed sum more than made up for it.
(Or: Ancel helps Berenger find a wife)
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- Part 38 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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“What if Berenger doesn’t have a daemon,” Ancel said, brushing his hair as he sat at the vanity.
Adelaide looked up from preening to stare at him incredulously. “Don’t be ridiculous. Of course he has a daemon.”
“Well I’ve never seen it, have you?”
“He’s not the only lord who hides it,” Adelaide said, going back to grooming the feathers of her bright green tail.
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- Part 39 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Ancel's terrible, no good, very bad autumn by barbitone
Fandoms: Captive Prince - C. S. Pacat
13 Jan 2026
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A burst of laughter caught Ancel’s attention and he looked back into the hall, where the Patran bastard was laughing again, his hand resting casually on Berenger’s shoulder while Berenger did nothing to stop him.
“Lord Ancel, is something the matter?” Tessa asked.
“Yes,” he snarled. “I mean- no,” he amended when he chanced a glance at her to see she’d paled. “I don’t- I mean.” He took a breath. “Who is that-“ fucker “-man sitting next to my husband?”
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- Part 37 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Ancel’s mother had been a liar and a whore, but she’d still taught him a few things worth knowing before running off with a merchant’s son and leaving Ancel to fend for himself.
Always get your money up front.
No amount of gold is worth risking the pox.
And most importantly- a soul bond can be faked.
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- Part 36 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Art for kinktober 2025
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“Ancel, what…?” Berenger starts only to trail off.
Ancel wonders if he looks as insane as he feels. He’s barefoot and barely dressed, the dressing gown gaping open over his bare chest. His face is unpainted and his hair is wild. Is there still a mark on his neck from the knife? Or has that faded like the moment itself has faded. His death- because he knows now, he died- there and gone, and now, inexplicably, he’s back. Back to Varenne, back to Berenger, and none of it has happened.
Yet.
(Or: Ancel gets stuck in a time loop)
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- Part 35 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Only two lounge chairs were occupied. Berenger recognized Laurent immediately and raised his hand in greeting as he got closer. He didn’t look so different after five years. He’d always had an otherworldly beauty about him, but he seemed to have grown into it now, grown more masculine. He was lounging on a chair with a blue towel under him, reading a book in the shade. He looked up and gave Berenger a quick smile.
Beside him was a red haired bombshell, holding a fashion magazine in one hand and a glass of iced lemonade in the other. His nails were painted emerald green. He looked up too, watching Berenger through a pair of too-large pink-tinted sunglasses.
Berenger frowned. Auguste had said Ancel was here, but he didn’t see him.
“Where is…?” Berenger started, looking around. And then the red haired youth raised his sunglasses, pushing his hair back from his face, and smirked. His eyes were a startling shade of emerald.
Berenger stopped in his tracks.
“Hello, Berenger,” Ancel purred.
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- Part 34 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Ancel and Berenger’s sins and virtues.
14 vignettes of a happily ever after.
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- Part 33 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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“Oh,” Torveld said as he read his correspondence in the morning.
“Oh?” Erasmus echoed, busy with tidying. He was putting Torveld’s clothes away neatly, folding up his tunics and trousers after they’d come back from the laundry.
“There’s a visitor coming,” Torveld said. “An Akielon. He’s the son of a Kyros. Minos- have you heard of him?”
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- Part 32 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Ancel’s terrible, no good, very bad summer by barbitone
Fandoms: Captive Prince - C. S. Pacat
13 Jan 2025
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The letter arrived in an envelope of rich blue linen, sealed with white wax with gold leaf stamped into it along with the starburst seal. The letter itself was written on parchment so fine it was smoother than butter, the writing upon it crisp and precise.
Ancel perched on the arm of Berenger’s chair as he read it- an invitation from King Laurent to come to court in Ios, written in his own hand.
“What an honor,” Berenger said.
“Fuck,” Ancel said.
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- Part 31 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Ancel saw the smoke in the distance a full hour before the cart slowed to a stop. It was a dark cloud in an otherwise clear winter day. He wondered how many fires there must have been to result in so much of it and shivered, huddling into his warm cloak.
“The prince killer’s army is on the other side of the ridge, boy,” the farmer said. “If you want to get closer, you’ll have to go by foot."
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- Part 30 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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“Well?” Ancel demanded from the bed. “Are you going to come fuck me or not?” He wrinkled his nose, gaze dropping to Berenger's cane. “I’ll do all the work. You can just lie there. I’ll be careful. I can make it good for you.”
“You’re not here for that,” Berenger said, finally stepping into the room so he could sink to the sofa with a quiet groan of relief. “You’re here because you said I was cursed, and you’ll be leaving as soon as they realize you were lying.”
“What?” Ancel asked sharply, indignant. “I wasn’t lying! And I- I’m not a healer. I have a touch of the Sight but not even True Sight!” At least he finally covered up, pulling the blanket over himself. “I do sex magic, for fucks sake,” he hissed. “I can make you cum fifteen times before breakfast, not-“ he waved his arm in a vague but distinctly huffy gesture, “fix whatever’s wrong with you!”
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- Part 29 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Ancel tries to lock down a contract with the most powerful man at court- King Auguste. Despite his best efforts, Ancel ends up spending most of his time with the King’s boring servant who always wears the same ugly brown jacket.
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- Part 28 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Ancel is a college student living with a shitty boyfriend and working nights at the strip club downtown. Professor Berenger is a sadistic bastard and his 8am lit class is ruining Ancel’s entire life.
(Or at least that’s how it starts)
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- Part 27 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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Find a Little Company by barbitone
Fandoms: Fire Emblem: Fuukasetsugetsu | Fire Emblem: Three Houses
17 Jul 2020
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Hubert feels like he’s watching himself from outside his body as his gloved hand reaches out, as he drags two fingers down the elegant column Ferdinand’s throat and pulls back his collar, revealing the love bite in full. It stands out as a livid bloom of red. There is another fading mark just underneath. It’s smaller, clearly not made by the same mouth as the first.
“So it’s true,” Hubert says, because surely someone must say something. “I thought it must have only been prurient rumors. But it’s true. You’re really out there- acting like a wanton slut.”
(remix of Coping Mechanism from Hubert POV)
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- Part 2 of FE3H Fanfiction
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“My lord, may I speak plainly?” Parsins asked from the driver’s seat of the town car.
“Please do,” Berenger said, looking up into the rear-view mirror to see the black sedan that had been following them since they’d left his penthouse half an hour ago.
“This is a terrible plan.”
“Thank you,” Berenger said as Parsins pulled up in front of the gentlemen's club The Pet Parlor. “Your protests have been noted.”
(Ancel’s a stripper. Berenger needs him to put on a show, but not the one he expects.)
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- Part 26 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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“Don’t give me up,” Ancel said. “Don’t. You want me.”
“Ancel-” Berenger said, his expression pained.
“When we kissed, you-”
“Ancel,” Berenger said sharply. When Ancel flinched back, his eyes softened. “I’m sorry. It’s dangerous for you to be with me and you know it. This is for your own good.”
(At the end of Pet, Berenger ends their contract. It only goes downhill from there.)
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- Part 24 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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As the Vaskians came closer to examine their prizes, Jean knew exactly how this would go. Ancel was the prettiest and the most ambitious, so he’d go for the leader. Mathe was more shrewd, he’d keep his options open while he figured out which man would be the best to seduce.
Jean didn’t care so much for the politics of it all. He only had eyes for the man he'd noticed before, tall and muscled, marked by a deep scar over his face. He had kind eyes.
(Companion story to The Road Not Taken, Jean and Dorak's first night together)
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- Part 25 of Captive Prince Fanfiction
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They say there’s a beast in the mountains. They say it’s fearsome and wild, feral and wicked. They say it’s too powerful to be killed, that it can only be appeased by a sacrifice and once the sacrifice is made it will leave the people be. They say a lot of things, but Prince Lotor knows there must be more bluster than truth to the stories.
Anything can be killed, if you only try hard enough.
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- Part 57 of Voltron Fanfiction