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Fantasy Guide to Royal Households and How they Work

When I say Households, I mean the entourage that follows around the royal family. The household went everywhere with them to care for their needs from the people who would empty their chamber pots to their noble companions. Most royal households are basically the same as noble ones, only on grander scale. Every royal had a household and an entourage as well as every noble at court.

Palace Personnel ~ The Commons

The commons were an intregal part of every household. They made up perhaps 80% of the work force. Royal courts were often on the road and never spent more than a few months at every palace. The court was constantly moving. Some positions were not permanent, meaning certain servants did not travel with the court because they were employed at the palace only. They would be paid by the Monarch's paymaster.

Scullion: The scullion was a relatively easy position to fill so they were often changed as the court went from palace to palace. They would be responsible for scrubbing and cleaning the servants quarters and the kitchens. They would scrub floors with lye, scour pots with sand, sweep put the fireplace and clean up after the other servants. They were the first to rise in a castle and tasked to light all the fires in the kitchens. Scullions would just be employed to the palace and serve a multitude of chambers

Laundress: The laundress was responsible for the cleaning of anything made of fabric in the household. Since they are handling unmentionables, they knew what happened behind closed bedchamber doors. They knew when the King visited the Queen or hadn't, they knew when marriages were consummated or not and they knew when the Queen and royal women were not pregnant. They often sold secrets to pad their pockets. Laundresses might be permanent staff but sometimes not.

Minstrels: The minstrel was a commoner hired to play an instrument or sing for the entertainment of the royal. A royal might staff a few at a time but they would always have one on hand. The minstrel would likely come with their masters as they travelled. The minstrel might serve the main royal household but a royal might retain their own.

Cook: The cook was one of the most important servants in the household. They would have the task of overseeing the running of the kitchens and keeping supplies in order. They would likely be on call at all times. Henry VIII's cook was often woken in the night because his royal master wanted a midnight snack. The cook was a valued member of the household and would have been highly sought after if they were a very skilled cook. They would have travelled with the joint. Cooks were apart of the greater royal household but often royals retained private cooks for their own use.

Maidservant: The maidservant cleans the castle. She would sweep the floors, scrub them, empty the chamberpots, get rid of the ashes from the fire and ready the fire for later. She would make up the bed or strip it for the laundresses. She would wash anything that needed washing including furniture and ornaments. She was likely not a travelling servant and would be strictly employed at a single palace.

Jester: The jester was the hired entertainer. Working under the master of revels, the jester had the daunting task of making the monarch and their family laugh. They would tell jokes, tell stories, cause havoc in the court for laughs and lighten the mood. The most successful jester of all time was Will Somers, jester to Henry VIII. Will broke bad news to the infamously bad tempered monarch and got away with things that would have sent others to the block. Will survived most of Henry's reign, his head intact. Jesters would be apart of the main household though each royal might have one of their own.

Positions within the Royal Household ~ Noble

Nobility were always welcomed at court. They eat at court, slept at court and were cared for by the monarch. Some nobles had to sing for their supper and most were hired as royal servants. They weren't exactly scrubbing floors and would be paid handsomely with land that would generate wealth for them

The Steward/Seneschal: This person was the head of the royal's staff. They would have the task of running the lands and servants their master or mistress. The steward served as a backup and assistant in all the tasks even representing their master or mistress when they were unavailable. Would be a high ranking noble. Each royal household would have them.

Treasurer of the Household: The treasurer was the accountant and pay master. They would be in charge of ensuring debts were settled, wages were paid and the household was running within the budget. This was a coveted position because it gave the treasurer insight into the financial situations of the royals. Such info was wroth its weight in gold. Each royal would have one.

Usher: The Gentleman Usher would be in charge of escorting guests into the royal chambers and into the royal presence. They would act as a go between their royal master/mistress and the guest often going back and forth with messages. It was just as coveted as the position of chamberlain but with less responsibilities.

Master of Horse: The Master of Horse was in charge of seeing to the horses of their master. They would oversee the grooms or the stableboy/hands who were employed at the stables to actually care for the horses. The master of horse would ensure that the stables were in order and the horses were up to parr in order to bear royalty across the kingdom. Each royal would have one but there would a main one who acted as overseer.

Master of the Wardrobe/Mistress of the Robes: These are the nobility who are employed to look after the clothes of the royal they serve. This would mainly involve a managerial position, overseeing the inventory of the royal wardrobe (a warehouse like building that housed the clothing) and placing orders for new clothes. It was a tidy job that rarely involved getting the hands dirty. Each royal would have one.

Chamberlain/Valet: The chamberlain is employed to look after the Lord's bedchamber. This was the most sought out position as they effectively were the gateway into the royal presence. Their main task was making sure their boss was comfortable and happy. Could be a well born commoner or a noble. Each royal would have one.

The Page: All royal households had pages. They would be a young noble boy about seven years old sent to their royal master. He would be in charge of tidying up after the lord, carrying messages to other servants and occupants of the castle and serving him at meals. Unlike others on the list, the page would not be paid. His experience was his payment as he would learn the running of a court and how to be courtier. Each royal would have one.

Squires: Squires were like pages though they only served the men. They would accompany their royal master to battle, look after his armour and mail, ensure that his lord's horse was saddled, caring for their master's weapons. The squire would always be a young nobleman on the cusp of becoming a knight.

Governess: The governess is a noblewoman woman employed to oversee the Monarch's children's household. She would be the first teacher a royal child would have and would oversee the nursemaids who would have care of the physical person of the child. She would be appointed when the child was four or five. Notable governesses include Katherine Swynford (wife of John of Gaunt and mother to the Beaufort line), Margaret Pole (wife of Tudor Loyal Sir Richard Pole, sister of the last York heir Edward of Warwick, daughter of George Duke of Clarence and niece to King Edward VI and Richard III), Kat Ashley, Margaret Bryan, Madame de Maintenon and Baroness Lehzen. Most unmarried Princesses retained their governesses while Princes generally outgrew their governesses after they were breeched.

Gentlemen of the Privy Chamber: They were the male companions of a King or Prince, sort of like ladies in waiting but manly. They would accompany the King or Prince everywhere they would go and shared duties with Groom of the Stool (royal toilet paper dispenser) and the Chief Gentleman of the Chamber (overseeing the staff and maintaining the chamber). They would help their master get ready, serve him at the table and organize hunting and games to keep him entertained. Gentlemen and companions where often chosen for their connections as well as their master's own opinion. Henry VIII's gentlemen included: Sir William Compton (ward of Henry VII and heir to rich lands), Sir Henry Norris (the grandson of William Norris who fought with Henry's father at Stroke and a relation to the Yorkists Lovells), Sir Anthony Denny (son of Sir Edmund Denny Baron of the Exchequer) Sir Michael Stanhope (brother in law to Edward Seymour, Duke of Somerset), Charles Brandon (ward of Henry VII and son of Tudor Loyalists)

Ladies in Waiting and Maids in Waiting or Maids of Honour: These are the female attendants to the Queen or Princess. Ladies in Waiting were married while the Maids were unmarried. They would have to attend their mistress wherever she went, help her get ready, keep her chambers in order, write letters for the Queen and maintaining her honour. They were chosen for their connections. Using Katherine of Aragon as an example, her Ladies in Waiting included: Maria de Salinas (daughter of Juan Sancriz de Salinas secretary to Isabella, Princess of Portugal and a Spanish courtier in the service to Katherine's parents, wife of Baron Willoughby de Ersby), Elizabeth Howard (the daughter of Thomas Howard, 2nd Duke of Norfolk, sister to Thomas Howard, 3rd Duke of Norfolk and wife to Thomas Boleyn, ambassador to France), Anne Hastings (daughter of William Hastings, 1st Baron Hastings, wife to George Talbot, Earl of Shrewsbury and Lord Steward.), Agnes Tilney (wife to Thomas Howard, Earl of and 2nd Duke of Norfolk.), Elizabeth Scrope (wife of John de Vere, Earl of Oxford, a loyal Tudor lord), Margaret Scrope (wife of Sir Edmund de la Pole, Earl of Suffolk cousin to the King), Anne Stafford (sister of the Duke of Buckingham, married Sir George Hastings, Earl of Huntington and daughter of Henry Stafford, 2nd Duke of Buckingham (cousin to the King) and Lady Katherine Woodville (sister of King Henry VIII's grandmother and his great aunt by her marriage), Elizabeth Stafford (sister to Anne Stafford wife Robert Radcliffe, Lord Fitzwalter and Earl of Sussex around). Their connections are what got them their places and you can see why they were chosen.

Accommodation

Accommodation can be a difficult thing to sort both as a writer and a steward. You might have a palace of 200+ bedchambers in which you must house a staff of 500-/+, a varying amount of nobles, the royal family (of a varying amount) and their own households. When assigning rooms it is best to think of a Russian nesting doll. Start from the inside and work your way to the outside.

The best rooms go to the monarch, their consort and their children/siblings/parent(s). These chambers would include the bedroom, a drawing room/ common area, a privy, a closet (a small chamber that can be used for prayer or work). They would be furnished with the best cloth, the best candles and whatever furniture brought by the resident since most royal courts travelled from palace to palace. They will also have chambers for their personal servants such as ladies in waiting and grooms.

The second best set of rooms would go to the highest ranking nobles/people in the court. These rooms would be less fancy and a little smaller. These would be given to from titled nobility descending from those of Ducal rank (Dukes/Duchesses) or even members of the council such as Thomas Cromwell in Tudor times.

The next set would be considerably smaller, perhaps minus a closet or a drawing room. Given to lower nobility.

The next level of chambers would be smaller perhaps only the bedroom and a common area given to minor nobles.

The last set of rooms would be small and only hold enough room for a bedroom. Servants would have to sleep on the ground on pallets beside their masters.

Any other guests at court would have to stay at off-site locations around the palace in the city. Some nobles at houses around major palaces just in case they arrived late or were kicked out of court.

i need you to acknowledge the stomach tongue a little more…please and thank you.

i got a whole mini stomach tongue drabble babes. but i know, i know! it's been forever since i wrote that...

how about this... thinking of sleeping in bed with trueform!sukuna and he pretends like he hates it cause when y'all cuddle you just don't want to curl up next to him you want to be ON TOP of him. and he's a stomach/side sleeper and you hate trying to cuddle with his back, it feels like a brick wall.

cuddling on the side is a no-go too because his four arms are smothering you like thick tree trunks when y'all spoon. so in order for you to stop bitching he's forced to sleep on his back. his least favorite position. while you, like a spoiled little princess, gets to sleep on your stomach on top of him.

trueform!sukuna is massive. so even sprawled on his chest, using his muscular yet squishy pecs as a pillow, your legs still only manage to straddle around his lower torso. this position isn't as comfortable to sukuna but still the grumpy curse king can't bring himself to move you. however, that doesn't mean he is just gonna lay there all night under you and not amuse himself.

a smirk on his face, Sukuna's upper arms hold you in place. his lower hands slide up your sleep shirt up and rip your panties clean off of you —he's sworn he's told you not to bother wearing the troublesome garments around him so the ruined garments are your problem not his. this leaves your pretty pussy exposed and in the perfect position for free access to his stomach tongue.

the mouth that forms on his abs grins evily, hot breath inhaling and exhaling the scent of your cunt through its mouth. you wiggle slightly due to the warm the moist air trapped in the blankets causing your skin to tingle. soon sukuna stomach tongue, unnaturally long, thick and dexterous, slithers in between your spread thighs to take a slow sloppy lick up your slit. curling over your swollen clit, the bumpy texture of his large tongue stimulates every nerve in your puffy bud. instinctively opening your legs even wider around his torso, you unknowingly allow sukuna further access to your leaky hole. tentatively dipping in the tip of his stomach tongue into your pussy sukuna swirls it around the entrance to gather up your slick.

fucking delicious.

he could taste how close you were alreading to cumming. his tongue large enough to flex its unified muscle against your clit while the tip continued to probe into your dampening pussy hole. Sukuna's claws drag streaks across your skin, the fat of your ass spilling over his fingers as he spreads you wider under the blankets.

absolutely quivering on top of him, sukuna had you right on the edge before pulling his tongue away completely.

now to play the devious game of how far sukuna could edge you, all night—until he got bored or finally fell asleep—without you cumming. you'd prevent him from getting enough sleep, so there's no way he'd allow you to just sleep peacefully... where would the fun be in that?

It All Starts with a Kiss

Femme! MetalHead ShigaDabi x Femme! Reader

[TW] - Mature Content Alert 18+ ONLY PLEASE! wlw action, femme presenting reader, cunnilingus, face sitting, pet names, alcohol mentioned, smoking mention, marijuana mentioned, completely not proofread , might delete later who knows...

You leaned over the counter in your tour bus bathroom, eyes half lidded while you carefully applied your lipstick. It didn’t have to be perfect, but you liked a little control when it came to your haphazard lifestyle. Besides, you’d already screwed up your eyeliner and that was already pissing you off. When you leaned back up to inspect, however, a sharp hand grabbed your face. 

The bassist, Touya. God she was a woman. Lips constantly turned into this pouty scowl that shook you to your core and cold blue eyes that threatened to eat you alive. It made your breath hitch as she studied your face, clearly shaken by the sudden grab. A smirk played on her lips painted a charcoal black. You didn’t even hear her come in.

“You’re really layering it on tonight, dollface.” She teased mercilessly, although she was right. You didn’t usually care too much of your appearance, but tonight you’d just wanted a little something different. Touya pursed her lips together, pondering something for a moment. “Oh you also missed a little something.” 

Before you could question her she pulled you in, her lips connecting with your cheek harshly before pulling back quickly. A gasp left your lips. You looked to the mirror to see her handiwork, a bold imprint of her lips plastered on your cheek. 

“Touya!” you exclaimed. She laughed almost maniacally while she sauntered away, no doubt going to light a cigarette before the show. It was her constant goal to mark you it seemed. Honestly, you should have seen it coming. Leaving these kisses on your body was her way of claiming you in front of everyone. Sometimes it was your neck, sometimes your arms. One time she’d managed to sneak one on your inner thigh, and you didn’t even notice it until photos came out from that particular concert. 

It couldn’t have been anyone else. You stuck to a dark, almost bloody lip tint, and your other partner-in-crime never bothered to wear any kind of makeup. She claimed it was irritating to wear and simply a waste of time for her. 

Speak of the devil and she shall arrive. Tomura. Lead guitarist and certified B.I.T.C.H. She was not afraid to speak her mind. Often leaving you and Touya in awkward situations apologizing to people who’d had to endure her wrath. Tomura was vile, evil if you wanted to push it. However, she had quite the soft spot for you, the lead vocalist for your band.

 She entered your bus, a sigh leaving her lips when she didn’t immediately see you. You heard her set something down in the living area before making her way into the bedroom. Her tongue clicked when, once again, she did not see you.  

“You in here?” she called out. Of course you knew it was for you. Only the three of you resided in this bus and she passed Touya on the way in, leaving a swift kiss to her smoky lips. 

“Yes, ‘mura” You responded, still trying to remove the lipstick stain from your face. Touya must have some industrial grade paint for lipstick because this shit never washed out. You groaned and kept scrubbing. The familiar steps of Tomura closed in on you in the bathroom and a small chuckle left her lips. 

“Oh darling,” she purred, stepping toward you. “She really went for it, huh?” You just groaned again, taking your washcloth and scrubbing as hard as you could. The rest of your skin was raw around the mark. Tomura sighed and pulled your hands from your face. “You’re gonna damage your skin, darling.” she hummed, wiping a thumb over the kiss mark.

“Besides why do you wanna wipe my kiss off anyway.” A voice interrupted. You looked away from Tomura to glare at Touya, who was leaning against the doorway of your tiny bathroom. Tomura hummed and glided her slender fingers through your hair, her attention never really leaving her. 

“You ruined her makeup,” she said, a bit coldly. Touya tutted and backed out of the doorway. This allowed the three of you to join together in the bedroom. It was a conscious decision to have a tour bus with one master bedroom for the three of you to share, as well as a bunk room in the back for anyone who dared to share with the three of you. 

You walked up to Touya and pushed at her shoulder. “Why would you do this to me?” You whined. Touya sighed and pulled you back, cupping your jaw in hers. 

“Why do you hate it so much hm?” She questioned back. A blush crept up on your cheeks. You never hated it per say, but she’d never left the marks right in the middle of your face. “Do you just hate my kisses, dollface?” Touya pressed. You didn’t have a chance to defend your position before she crept kisses along your neck. She trailed over your throat when you leaned your head back submissively, and peppered them along your jaw. A hum left her lips as she closed the gap between you. She shared a breath with you, smokey and lustful, before a throat clearing turned your attention. 

“Am I just going to be left out to watch you two almost fuck each other” Tomura clicked harshly. Her attitude was much sharper than Tomuras, but her hands slid over your hips like velvet when she came behind you. She pressed herself into your back and left a gentle kiss on the back of your neck. You instinctively leaned back into her for support, feeling her bony hips wave against yours. 

“Tomura,” you whispered, already high with lust. It amused the two of them how easy you were to rile up. One moment you were whiny and yelling about your precious makeup and in seconds you were melting in their arms. 

Your head leaned back on Tomura’s shoulder, letting out a noise when Touya came back to pepper kisses along your throat. Touya latched onto your neck, determined to leave more marks on you while Tomura massaged your hips. She ran her hands back and forth over them, pressing you to grind into her. All the while she grazed her lips over your shoulder.

There was seemingly a telepathic connection between your bassist and guitarist because as Touya moved her hands to cup your breasts in her hands, Tomura slid her hands between your legs, giving a tentative rub against your clothed sex. You whined needily while they fondled you, quickly turning into a puddle for them. 

“Oh doll, that's quite a face you’re making,” Touya teased, sliding her hand under your shirt to grope you properly. Her eyebrows raised slightly in shock to find you not wearing a bra under your shirt. You opened your mouth to respond, but a breathy moan took over your words. Tomura had progressed to massaging her fingers over your protected clit. It was no mystery why your knees buckled, leaving you leaving against the guitarist for support. 

“Careful, darling,” Tomura purred, supporting your weight. “Would you like to lay down?” Her question was more of an instruction. The two of them moved to allow you to plummet onto the bed. You looked up at them and watched them lock eyes with each other. Touya smirked and grabbed Tomura’s jaw with a hand, pulling her into a kiss before you. You watched Tomura wrap her pale arms around Touya’s waist, quickly running her hands underneath her shirt. 

Touya was the first to release the kiss, only to grab a fistful of Tomura’s frosty white locks and yank them back. Tomura let out a low moan as her slender neck was exposed for Touya to take her time kissing, biting, and sucking. Touya also made sure to slip her other hand into the waistband of Tomura’s pants and grab her bottom roughly. 

You whined needily, slipping your pants off and quickly making work of your aching clit. How were you supposed to stay still with these two right in front of you? Touya noticed almost immediately, however, and hummed against Tomura’s neck. 

“Our doll is a bit lonely, wouldn’t you say?” Touya mumbled against Tomura’s neck. Tomura lolled her head to look at you, her ruby eyes almost closed with lust. 

“She sure is,” Tomura purred. “We really should help her out.” Touya let the woman go and let her walk to you, quickly positioning herself on top of you. 

Tomura pushed your hands away from yourself and, before you could complain, she pressed her lips to yours. Her tongue slid into your mouth and tangled itself with yours. She let her hands caress your body all the way down to your sex, and once she’d pushed her hand into your underwear, she pulled away from the kiss. 

“Oh my,” she mumbled, sliding two slender fingers into you. “You are so wet, love.” A moan tore its way from your throat, and she took that as a sign to start pumping her fingers into your core. Touya had since shed her clothes and made her way to the bed, making eyes contact with Tomura briefly. 

Touya crawled up onto the bed and caressed your flushed face. You don’t know when your eyes had slid shit, but they quickly opened to the contact. It was clear you were already a blubbering mess, but Touya had to ask you a question. 

“Doll,” she hummed, circling her thumb over your cheek. “How are you feeling?” It was almost a tease. She knew damn well how you were feeling, and your answer came out as a moan. Touya chuckled and bit her lip. “What do you want from me, doll?” It took you a second to answer, but Tomura slid her fingers out of you to remove your underwear, so you got a second’s reprieve. 

“Wan’ you…” you panted out, “to sit on my face?” It came out as a question, your mind quickly becoming delirious. Touya hummed, pushing your hair out of your face. 

“That what you want? Huh?” You nodded at her, pleadingly. Touya hummed again and straddled your shoulders, leaving you eye to eye with her cunt. Before she committed however, she pulled your chin up to look at her. “Three taps, doll. Three taps on my thigh if you can’t handle anymore, got it?” It was a demand. The last thing they needed was for you to suffocate, even though you’d gladly suffocate in between Touya’s thighs any day. You nodded obediently. 

Touya waited for your agreement before lowering herself over your face. You quickly latched onto her awaiting clit and lapped your tongue over her folds. She jerked and groaned out. While this was happening, Tomura had undressed as well, and positioned herself between your legs. 

Tomura threw your legs over your shoulders, her breath now stimulating your under-pleasured core. She licked her lips tentatively before swiping her tongue over your slit, causing you to moan into Touya’s cunt. Tomura parts her lips and starts to make out with your sopping folds. She sucks gently, allowing her tongue to explore the outline of your cunt. She devoured you like a woman starved. 

If it weren’t for the woman straddling your head, you might have been fucked out just from that, but you had important things to do. You suck on her clit with the desire to hear her yell out for you. You’re lapping at her furiously while holding her thighs down so she doesn’t move too much. 

You can’t see it but Touya has her head thrown back, eyes rolled shut and mouth agape as you lick and suck. Tomura would bully her if she wasn’t busy wiggling her tongue around your entrance, teasing the hole and listening to you mumble out moans. Tomura has also slid her fingers down to her own heat and started finger fucking herself just to the taste and sound of the two of you. 

Your core is already tightening, and you can feel Touya’s thighs squeezing at either side of your head. She’s grinding into your tongue as you squirm under Tomura. You suck on her sensitive clit, feeling her jerk and spasm over you. 

“Oh fuck,” Touya growls out, trying not to crush your head between her thighs. Her hips grind into you faster, wanting more friction from your tongue. You happily oblige. 

Tomura, still stationed between your thighs, also feels her impending orgasm and quickens her pace fingering herself. She takes this opportunity to shove her tongue into your quaking hole, causing you to moan loudly into Touya’s cunt. Tomura is ruthless, chasing her own orgasm while she tongue-fucks you. 

Touya is the first to finally cum, letting out a guttural moan when your tongue ministations push her over the edge. You feel her juices running down your chin and the sides of your mouth and happily lap up her cum as she rides out her orgasm on your tongue. 

Tomura is quickly behind her, curling her fingers into herself and finally feeling the tightening sensation in her belly. Of course she doesn’t use her orgasm as an excuse to not finish you. While she barrels herself into climax, she’s quickly tongueing you into your own. You end up cumming at the same time as her, your eyes rolling back into your head while your thighs shake and your core spasms. 

A pause is shared between the three of you. For just a moment you all stay completely still, letting the waves of pleasure bring you to an all time high. When you finally come to, the three of you all pull yourselves into bed. You nestle yourself in between the two of them, watching as they share a quick kiss before getting comfortable next to you, ready to shower you with all of the affection that you deserve.

@rueclfer - and part 2 <3

What he needs to understand, is that his class, especially him, is most likely the sole reason he has such a high tolerance 💀

"Is it weird?" Ochako asks one night. "Going out to after work drinks with Aizawa?"

The group of them erupts into giggles- Mina hunched over herself, Denki snorting into his own drink. They all expect Izuku to join it, but he just loosens his tie with this distant expression on his face.

"It's awful," he whispers. "The man can drink me under the table without even trying."

Oooohhhh 😲

So many options...so many positions...🤤

Reverse Isekai/Soulmates with Shigaraki, Overhaul, Dabi and Hawks x reader? 😍😉🤭 Sneak peak 👇 Am I Crazy?!

Who's ready for the shenanigans, I've got planned for our favs?

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some more sims shenanigans

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Another quiz for if you were a fictional character how would your fandom treat you (if you think your life is too boring to have a fandom just think of yourself as living the domestic!au of some sci-fi or fantasy)

reblog with your results