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My darling fiancée, my cousin would like to speak to you. I think it's one of those talks, but he didn't say.

@richie-enfield

Ah...right I'll...go to him then?

[never-hyde]

My beautiful Lady Seraphine <3333

This is a Picrew, I'll draw her at some point ^^,

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A gothic literature hyperfixation has possessed me so I made this

(This took way longer to make than it reasonably should have)

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This reminds me of someone.

@richie-enfield

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I 💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜💜 it/its users especially those that r my friends/mutuals

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When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."

[never-hyde]

>:[

the humble worm

[never-hyde]

Edward cups Richie's face, before gently pressing his lips to theirs

love you too, little mouse..

When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."

[never-hyde]

...do you watch me when I sleep or somethin'

the humble worm

[never-hyde]

This is literally Edward's exact vibe....

I don't quite know how to describe it, but it is.....

[never-hyde]

He's still for a moment,then without another word, Hyde hugs him. It's a little awkward from the angle but it gets the point across

After a moment he pulls away, looking straight at Richie, voice unusually soft

You deserve so much, and if that fucker didn't show that to you then I will spend the rest of my life provin' it to ya.

When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."

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Finishing with the potato salad bowl, he's grinning

Thats because I ain't like no one-

Hyde looks up and immediately freezes, heart plummeting

Shit..Shit Richie what's wrong-?

Hyde automatically leaves his chair, coming straight over to Enfield's side, crouching down

When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."

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There were some old cookbooks up in Jekyll's place that I may have stolen...and maybe possibly from the bakers down the street since those macarons are so fuckin' difficult to get right, but apart from those...hmm yeah most of it I made myself.

He actually looks proud of himself, helping himself as well

Ya know, you'd never expect fairylights of all things to be so...fiddly

When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."

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Why can't I get this...darn..line of fuckin' poetry right.

Hyde almost tears the paper in two by how hard he's scribbling lines into it - frustrated and clearly about to snap

He stills and shoves the paper away before bursting out of the balcony doors and flipping out a lighter, fumbling with the clasp. When he does eventually manage to get the cigarette lit, he leans over the railing, watching as pieces of paper and ash fall to the ground ever so slowly

Police sirens are heard in the distance, but he's not even worried. The Merchant had been found -still alive- in his shop, and probably had to go into surgery for his wounds. Not that he would have gotten his eyesight back but that's a price he had to pay. Eye for a metaphoric one he supposed.

A bird hops onto the railing, Harbinger, staring at him with a mixture of trepidation and amusement

What do ya want, Harbinger.

They stare pointedly at the cig

Nah. Nah you're not having one.

The stare goes on

...what?

Harbinger lunges then, beak aimed for the cigarette stub and rather than taking it, flicks it to the ground-Hyde trying to grab it but watches as it lands on the floor below

...fuckin'...ya really have to do that?

Hyde tries to get another one out but Harbinger comes over and quite literally sits on his other hand, staring at him noiselessly. They stare at each other for a moment before Hyde sighs, growling

Okay fine. Fucks sake I won't have one.

Harbinger has the audacity to look smug.

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To us.

Hyde tips his glass toward the sky before drinking some of it, seemingly satisfied with the quality

Dig in, have anything you want

When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."

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Hyde sits down, holding his glass out to chink with a soft smile on his face

When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."

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Hyde pulls out a chair for Richie, waiting until he's sat before moving over to the other chair, not before filling both their glasses with a red wine that looks to be vintage in itself

When Richie gets home, the house seems...quieter and darker than usual, the haunting notes of an old vinyl threading through the place. The usual lights are off, and the warm glow of candles light a path that leads to the back of the house - to the rose gardens.

Enfield follows the trail, and as he gets closer to the garden, the floor is eventually covered in blossoms of all kinds, like a living carpet.

The apple tree out in the centre of the garden has fairylights hanging off it, precariously tangled across the branches. The candles don't stop however, leading Enfield up to the tree, where the mixture of flower petals, fairylights and candlesticks form a circle around a letter on a pedestal - also vintage in style.

"Richard,

The most wonderful of souls... Happy birthday my dear. Its been a few days but I have not forgotten any moments with you, your smile painted across my memory. Today however, is the day I wish to see that smile again, and make you the happiest yet. So answer me this..."

The letter isn't signed, and ends abruptly-and it's eventually made clear why when a hand spins Enfield around.

Edward Hyde is on the floor, kneeling, holding out a box towards Richie. Inside is a rhodolite garnet engagement ring, candlelight dimly mirrored in its polished surface.

"Richard Enfield....Will you marry me?"

@never-hyde

"I....Edward this is..."

Enfield is momentarily speechless, tears of joy pricked at the corners of his hazel eyes.

"Yes...Yes, I will, yes, yes, yes.."

He rushed forward, embracing Edward as tight as he could. They fell backward against the ground as Enfield laughed and cried with absolute delight.

He peppered Edward's face with kisses, repeating the same three words over and over : "I love you."