Kuzco/Miguel, awkward courtship
anonymous
September 8 2011, 05:01:15 UTC
Kuzco/Miguel. Kuzco has an eye on a foreigner, Miguel--who's still (secretly?) sullen about Tulio and Chel growing close--and tries to woo him. With hilarious results.
How Hard Could It Be? Chapter 1, part 1/2
anonymous
February 5 2017, 13:59:12 UTC
Kuzco had decided something.
Something important. Something that could alter the course of his life. Something that he had never admitted to himself before. Something that blew his mind.
He, Emperor Kuzco of the Incan Empire…was in love.
But he wasn't in love with just anyone. Oh, no. He was in love with someone different from the usual varieties. To start, his love was a man. Granted, that came as no surprise to…anyone, but still. He was in love with a man. And not just any normal man. Normal men did not have hair of pure spun gold or skin of the softest white silk that his love had. Normal men did not have that thirst for adventure, that hunger for discovery, or that longing for simply more that his love had. Normal men did not have a soft, gentle way with all the hoofed animals that his love had
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RE: How Hard Could It Be? Chapter 1, part 1/2
anonymous
February 5 2017, 14:02:16 UTC
The creaky rope and wooden bridge where Pacha and Kuzco had nearly killed each other had long since been replaced by a sturdier bridge made of stone. The idea had been Tulio's, and it meant that it only took about a day for him to reach Pacha's village. Conveniently, Miguel lived there for the moment, which meant that he was right there working outside his house as Kuzco walked past in his peasant clothes
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Optional/bonus: Kronk giving Kuzco advice.
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Something important. Something that could alter the course of his life. Something that he had never admitted to himself before. Something that blew his mind.
He, Emperor Kuzco of the Incan Empire…was in love.
But he wasn't in love with just anyone. Oh, no. He was in love with someone different from the usual varieties. To start, his love was a man. Granted, that came as no surprise to…anyone, but still. He was in love with a man. And not just any normal man. Normal men did not have hair of pure spun gold or skin of the softest white silk that his love had. Normal men did not have that thirst for adventure, that hunger for discovery, or that longing for simply more that his love had. Normal men did not have a soft, gentle way with all the hoofed animals that his love had ( ... )
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