Layland Cy Drivas
@NotFitForACrown
Heavy is the head which wears the crown, which is why I refuse to wear mine. Nothing in this world is more important to me than my freedom. Rp+18
-- Pressing the one I needed, I called them up, tugging at my long hair as I waited. A sigh on my lips when the person answered on the second ring, sounding surprised but not angry to be hearing from me| Mother? I've missed you.
-- and my mother because knowing him, he wouldn't allow her to speak to me anymore. My defiance was a slap to the face for him no doubt, a betrayal of the worst kind. Biting down on my lower lip, I grabbed my phone from the night stand by my bed and looked through my contacts. --
-- true self into a box and throwing away the key. Pretending to be someone, something I wasn't for the sake of my people and I just couldn't do it. I shouldn't have to either. I could have told my father as much, instead I poked at him and got mad. Now, surely I had lost him --
-- into any Queen chosen for me. I had crossed the same line he had, we could have spoken about it like adults. I hadn't been willing to compromise, it had felt like he wanted me to be someone I wasn't. If I married a woman, I wouldn't be myself, I would be someone shoving his --
-- even really letting loose because every time I tried, I would fall back into the rabbit hole that told me I was a horrible son. My father was in the wrong for asking me to marry a woman, I knew that. But I was wrong too, for asking him if he would ask me to fuck an heir --
-- getting ready to take the throne, learning everything I needed to know, to properly rule over my home country. Yet, here I was, hiding out in Texas, trying to live a life that deep down I knew wasn't mine to live. Was losing my only family worth letting loose? I wasn't --
-- down hill fast. I wasn't even sure when the last time I had gotten laid had been. The only release I had gotten was by my hand and even then, it just wasn't enough. It felt off, and my mind would keep going back to what I should have been doing. I should be a good son, --
-- in any form, not even hooking up with guys I met around town was working. Not that there had been many guys. Really there had been two and we never got far, something always holding me back. I wasn't sure what it was but after some steamy make out sessions, things went --
-- snort escaped me and I shook my head, rolling my shoulders when they twinged thanks to the stress. My back was tight and my body ached, I had been so worried that someone would come drag me home that I hadn't stopped looking over my shoulder in months. I couldn't find relief--
-- he had openly hated me for my sexual preferences. Oh no, he was fine with it, as long as it didn't get in the way of what he wanted, just like with anything else in my life. My father was willing to accept it, as long as it didn't get in the way of his wishes. A disbelieving--
-- he tried to force me into finding a bride. Even knowing that his crowned prince was gay, he still wanted me to rule with a woman. A queen, because even if he was find with me being gay, he wouldn't have two kings ruling after he stepped aside. That was more telling than if --
-- down was gone. My father either finally got the hint, or was pissed that I refused to find a bride. I didn't care what he wanted in that respect, for a time I had been willing to eventually step up and wear the crown. I was willing to become king when I felt ready, up until --
-- face as I thought about the chance of being free. Well and truly free to be myself, to choose who I would end up with, for love, or lust. Didn't matter which, as long as it was my choice. No crown weighing down my head, the weight of what I was, who I had to be holding me --
-- king? Had a distant cousin taken my place, more than willing to lose himself for a crown and the rule of an entire kingdom? If in name only, more than anything. It wasn't as if we had control of the humans, vampires in our area, sure but not humans. A smile took over my --
|I wasn't sure how long I had expected to dodge the King's calls, but months was not it. I had expected for my father to send someone to come drag me back to Turkey. I was still waiting and the day had yet to come. Maybe he had taken the hint, and picked himself a new future --
|grumbles and agrees begrudgingly| Maybe a little cute.
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