just a book of random imagines or oneshots based on simon and josh :)
will be smut and mature content throughout
yes it's all in lowercase fight me
**first published 19th oct 2021**
**completed**
a/n // here's your daily dose of a cliche royal au with a dash of toxic parents. this book so far is 54,281 words long (yes, i went through each chapter and added all the word counts together, i have way too much time on my hands) and i'm slowly starting to regret my compulsion to write longer chapters.
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simon's life seemed to be a never ending roundabout of plain old boring duties and press, something that inevitably came with coming from royalty.
sorry, i should have referred to him as prince simon - although he was third in line to the throne, there was nothing his parents cared about more than reputation.
the entirety of the kingdom's eyes were constantly resting on them, holding a conscience to always look their best, hence a massive push to get the press looking at them in their best light.
headlines, photographs, articles, whatever it took to get the public to look at them and see them as the forefront of their kingdom, the king and queen were far too worried about setting an example to their people, and thus they dedicated their children's lives into proving they were worthy leaders.
simon spent almost half of his life travelling around, visiting many different kingdoms, but all he wanted was to take the reigns off his parents and attempt to lead his own life.
he couldn't say that he was complaining - he'd experienced so many amazing things that no one else ever would, met so many amazing people and helped many others along the way - but alas, he was going to complain about it.
the parties, the conferences, the events - listening to all the ramblings of upper-class people boasting about their latest endeavours that simon had no interest whatsoever, those that were far too full of themselves - simon was exhausted to the bone.
not only that, but he'd picked up on many different attempts of his parents trying to set him up with various different women.
now he was in his twenties, simon was aware that his parents would always discuss beforehand with the other royalties that they would try to set him up with a princess from the respective family. or at the very least, the daughter of someone upper-class.
at almost every occasion, the night would reach it's halfway point and another snobby rich daddy's girl would waltz her way over and offer him a compliment, which he knew his parents had coaxed her into saying, and he would be forced into offering her a dance and taking her home.
only of course, the second they made it home, he would escort her out with some excuse so he could enjoy his time in peace without some girl clambering all over him. he didn't want to relive that again.
but he knew it was his parents attempt of finding him a potential wife, someone he would eventually settle down with, someone to bring with him to events so she could also suffer the same pain and torment that he had to endure on a weekly basis.
