#velvet von ragnar

[sppacedoutman]

Random unprompted art drop

[basketcasedrawings]

My beautiful wife

[gh0stfl0ra]

Have a quick Velvet von Ragnar. I should start watermarking these drawings soon.

[spacedoutman]

Fanart for @namelessbutters-doodles 'The park' or 'Adventures of Vonstar'!

For me it was seriously an unexpected ship, but it really took the cake for one of my absolute favorites! I adore them as a couple and their chemistry is FANTASTIC. Also the plot and lore are so fucking solid! It gave me dark bold colors vibes so I went with it :))

I am so excited for this fanfic AHH-

(Also I have suc a hard time drawing two people in one picture I hope it turned out well :,( )

[namelessbutters-doodles]

The Morning After.

small smut under the cut along with nudity and blood, there's a link Tumblr flagged it...

Link to the smut

And I'm wondering...

Crying right now, the lighting and everything feels so good....(Tumblr fucked it up a little but that's ok for now...)

i'm getting better and that shows it very well.

Anyway, the morning after takes place after fic the park. if you've read it, you know that this is the night where Paul confesses his feelings to Velvet and the night where She takes his virginity, make him feel truly loved and safe for the first time in forever and he's wondering if...

She can do it all over again, Make him feel safe like she did last night until he knows it for real and not a...

Dream.

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i've debated for a while, and came to a conclusion. I've decided this will be a draw this in your style thing, meaning you can redraw it in your own way and do it from different perspectives. From Paul or Velvet's or both, if you redraw this. Tag me in it or message me, I'm interested how it would look from different point of views and styles.

it's not a contest, it's open and for fun ^^

If you enjoyed and read this, Thank you! You and everyone made my day! ^V^

i'm going to go cry in the corner.

Love, Butters 🩷

[2000-man1]

Everyone’s favorite hermaphrodite ♥️

[genesstankycodpiece]

"she's got me by the balls"

[clownystars]

holy shit i love velvet von ragnar shes so slay

hes both man and woman

shes better then me✨✨

[sppacedoutman]

Nope, we can watch Velvet Von Ragnar at home.

… Velvet Van Ragnar at home:

Velvet Von Ragnar again, I’ve been Obsessed with a caption O lately. She is so fucking hot. The way she moves is chef’s kiss AND ITS PRECISE AFFF. Like WHAT (the movie is great watch it except for what happens to Velvet I actually screamed in HORROR and DISMAY)

For some reason when it comes to drawing more complex images, I fall straight off the face of a cliff and then go boom because chronic overthinking.

Convinced myself I was drawing for one of those stupid parody novels I scraped together and published a few months ago and I finally made my thoughts shut up 😎

[raedroid2004]

Never Too Young To Die

Prologue: Ragnar’s Renegades

Ok I’m doing this now because a lot of my kiss discord friends want this and I have been obsessed with this movie lately so I might do this for a while. Hopefully you all will enjoy this continuation/rewrite of Never Too Young To Die

Also in my rewrite, I don’t really know what pronouns Velvet used so I’m gonna make them go by all pronouns. I feel like it suits them

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Night is usually a peaceful time. The lights are down, everyone is asleep and dreaming away. But not here in California. The night is still young and the city is still alive and of course, the rebels are on the rise. Fort MacArthur, once a large military base, is where the devoted renegades of the city are running wild. They all devote themselves to a powerful mastermind. They are flamboyant and fierce but merciless and devilish and looked down at her rebels sitting in a pit down below of their secret camp. She smirked and looked, revelling in the praise of her followers as they chanted her name, a dastardly plan in her eyes

“My little slugs, how are we tonight?” He shouted, receiving shouts of praise once again. “Very good. Let me think, we’ve got access to their computers, how to channel radioactive waste and all of it will go from Diablo Canyon into those unfortunate souls drinking water. We’ve got everything we need to set our plan into motion!” She declared proudly. Her followers cried out in joy over their victory

“However, there is a slight glitch. Someone had stolen our little disk. The last piece of the puzzle.” She stated gloomily and the others below her groaned in disbelief and anger, ranting to one another and were ready to destroy something nearby in rage.

“Velvet! I’ve got something for you!” A voice called out, gaining everyone’s attention “Bring her in!” She ordered some of her crew members, carrying a woman down the path. Velvet looked down to see a slender woman with black hair and cold gray eyes and gave her a smirk. This was Rayla, Velvets right hand lady and the most dangerous of her renegades. Well, except for herself of course.

“Rayla! Well done darling!” Velvet thanked, jumping down to join her and they looked at their prisoner. The poor woman has been chosen as the perfect source of the culprit. They lowered her into the pit and she looked at Ragnar in horror.

“Now tell me, who did it?” She ordered and the woman looked on in fear, but she stood her ground.

“I’ll never tell you! You can’t get me to talk!” She whimpered and Rayla dropped down and grabbed her by the collar of her shirt.

“We can! Do not dare test him!” She shouted to her face. As she held her up close to her face, Rayla noticed something dangling off of her ear. A circular emblem with a star pattern engraved in the token. Velvet took a notice as well and ripped it off her ear, receiving a shriek of pain from their prisoner.

“Stargrove huh? What’s her name?” She asked.

“Some bitchy name like Lily Jones? I don’t know, doesn’t matter right?” Rayla replied

“You’re right. It doesn’t.” He answered. The other followers smirked with satisfaction and Lily was shaking in fear, hoping she would be spared.

“Please don’t kill me! I promise I’ll do anything for you! But please leave me alone!” She cried in desperation. Velvet leaned down and caressed her cheek

“Listen darling. Be careful with who you trust because in this place, chances have to be earned.” She whispered gently, revealing her long fingernail and stabbed her prisoner with no hesitation. As her prisoner fell to ground, slowly losing consciousness and passing away, the others cheered for their mighty leader.

“Now everyone, change of plan. Get me Stargrove! I want Stargrove!” She announced angrily. Everyone scrambled together and started to run around in a frenzy while Velvet took the emblem and strutted off. Now it was time for the biggest fight of the decade.

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Velvet inspected the emblem stolen from her disappointing prisoner, checking every detail possible. Something about the pendent enrages her, hidden deep inside she is disturbed by it, something she never shared with anyone. Except for her.

“Everything alright?” Velvet looked up and saw Rayla, standing by the doorway of their master bedroom.

“With you here, everything is perfect.” Velvet purred, throwing the pendent behind him and getting up to take his partners hand. “Great job out there darling. Like always.” He complimented, kissing the hand of his most loyal partner

“Sorry the prisoner was disappointing again. These bastards can be so rude.” Rayla apologized but Velvet raised a hand to stop her

“You weren’t the problem my love. They had their chance and they didn’t take it so they brought it upon themselves.” Velvet explained, lying down on the couples large red bed. “Aside from dealing with that lunatic, how was your day?”

“Well not the greatest. I was talking to Pyramid and found out that Stargrove’s Faction has slaughtered about 8 of our crew. I tried to get them but they left in the nick of time.” She replied and Velvet spotted a bleeding area on Rayla’s arm.

“Come here. Your arm is bleeding. We can’t have that.” Rayla sat down and Velvet quickly but safely pulled off her long dark trench coat and started tending to his lovers wound.

“Again, sorry for wasting too much time on that issue. I was being careless again.”

“You don’t have to apologize about that babe. I just wished someone told me sooner. That way I would’ve been there to protect you.”

“You’ve done it before countless times. I just want to return the favour.”

“Darling, you already know that you are more than worthy of me and my love. You don’t need to hurt yourself to prove it.” Velvet took her hands and kissed each one of them delicately and Rayla smiled hard.

“You know for a criminal, you’re quite a charmer.”

“Everyone’s got their talents.” She smiled back and Rayla threw her jacket to the floor.

“Speaking of talents, the finger always amazes me. Where did you come up with that idea?” She asked, tugging off her boots

“I’m just that good I guess. I come up with some wacky things from time to time. But trust me, I’ll use it again in order to make Stargrove pay.” She swore and gripped the blankets of the bed, anger returning again

“Why does he keep coming back and getting us all killed? Doesn’t he have anything better to do with his time?” Rayla asked annoyed

“He and I have been… acquainted before. But I put the past behind me unlike him. But he’s not very bright. I know he’s gonna come and get us at our base but we’ll be ready for him.” Velvet explained, smirking once more

“How do you know that?”

“Riley knew a guy from his little faction and so he gets a lot out of him, even if he has to do some convincing. Riley surprises me with that kind of stuff.” He admitted and goes over to Rayla, hanging up her coat

“That’s wild. But then, you come up with the best schemes around here.” Rayla admitted, smirking as Velvet wrapped their arms around her. “Seriously, you blow me away.”

“And you will be the best killer for the job!” Velvet responded and they plopped back on their bed, laughing and enjoying themselves. “And side note, I’ve got a show coming up. April 21 and I need a good opening act. You will be perfect on that stage my dearest.”

“I love these things about you. You love chaos and destruction but you still have a soft spot for me.” Rayla remarked and Velvet strokes her cheek.

“It’s true but my love for you is stronger than any explosive. Just know that you are the most precious thing I can ever love.” They smiled at each other and kissed passionately on the lips.

“You got it babe. Opening act on April 21, I’ll be there.” She answered

“Knew I could count on you. Now, how about a little bit of fun tonight. What do you say?” Velvet asked, gently pushing her down on the bed.

“I’d love to but I’m feeling tired after all the shit that happened today.” Rayla admitted and slowly pulled the blankets over herself.

“Fair enough. But don’t forget that you promised for fun the other night.” He teased and Rayla threw a pillow at him, causing the two of them to erupt in laughter. “Just rest up ok darling?” He leaned down and gently kissed her and Rayla played with his hair until they let go to breathe

“Goodnight Vel. Love you.” She said softly and blew them a kiss as they started to leave the room. “Will you be back soon?”

“Yes. Just need some air. Goodnight darling. I’m so lucky to have such a wonderful companion like you.” They whispered, blowing a kiss back at her before shutting the door. As they did, they immediately started to panic over the pendent, feeling a cold pressure on themself.

“He can do whatever he wants with me. But he’s not getting anywhere near my girl. I’ll make sure of it.” They muttered slowly levelling their breathing before opening the door to reunite with their lover, forging more plans to stop Stargrove

[basketcasedrawings]

Another edit of her because Gene in drag has stolen my heart

[spacedoutman]

if you do requests, could write a one shot where Gene or Velvet put's a tired ridden and stressed out Paul to bed by either cleaning up the place, talking to him plus doing the things he didn't or putting him to bed by making love to him eventually soothing and destress him causing him to fall asleep in there arms, please?

You have no idea how excited I was to get this~~<3

I hope you enjoy the fanfiction as much as I did writing it! Thank you so much for making a request!

⚜Kiss X Never too young to die ֶָ֢ ♥ Velvet von ragnar x Paul Stanley ֶָ֢ No warnings for this fic⚜

“How come I never see you without makeup?”

It took a lifetime of strength to choke the words from his throat. She turned around like it was a dance. A wide grin spread across her hot pink lips.. oh how bright they were. The darkness around them died. Paul took a long, deep breath. He clutched his elbow. Her piercing gaze sent his to the floor.

“Dear.” Velvet sauntered over, her blood red corset shining like silver in the moonlight. “No need to ask such questions.”

Her light, sugar-coated voice sent chills spiraling down his spine. He grasped his spinning head and smiled brightly. Her fingers slithered around his face. She lifted his chin. Her touch shot fireworks through his veins. His heart sparked. His eyes shot down and away quickly.

“Velvet-”

“It isn’t Velvet, sweetheart.” She said in a playfully mocking voice. Like he was a baby. Paul frowned. “It’s mistress.”

His lips pinched. How could she say that? Even her voice grated him a bit. “.. Why aren’t you around more often?” He backed up.

“We all have to work-”

“But you could at least give me a call.” He forced firmness into his voice. “.. Please?”

A wide grin curled across her lips. Her dull eyes stuck to his like a magnet. “Why, sure. Sweetie. I’ll give you a call.” She pat his shoulder. Her feathery jet coat swung behind her as she pranced into the darkness. Paul sat down. He hugged himself tightly.

“What are you doing?”

Click! Clack—”Paul.. where would you want this?” He couldn’t help but smile. His name. It finally rolled off her sweet tongue like the world’s most expensive champagne. He got up, rushing over.

“What?” He held her arm.

“Could you go switch on the light?”

Paul scurried over.

Click.

Paul grit his teeth. Knick-knacks, cords, open books and everything under the sun hung crammed in boxes. Open boxes. Stacked, open boxes. Paul sighed. The boulders on his shoulders doubled. He slouched.

It was better than leaving it out when she came—right?

“I’m sorry. Work.. it’s really been messing with my head-”

“Why would you need to apologize?” She asked, her eyebrows shooting up in a hint of surprise. “No problem.--No problem at all, dear.”

She wrapped her fingers delicately around.. something. “Is it alright?”

“Alright?” Paul blinked twice. “Pardon?”

“Alright if I clean up a bit?”

“.. Sure?”

Velvet sat down. Shuffling crowded Paul’s ears as he sat on the bed, throwing up his legs and taking a deep breath. His gaze hit the roof. Those weird spots in it.. the dark spots, blurred. He closed his eyes. Just having her around, just knowing she was there comforted him like a warm bed. Speaking of a bed—his eyes widened—this was the first time he’d seen her actually sitting somewhere else.

(He’d also seen her sit on chairs, of course.)

“What’s on your mind, darling?”

Paul’s eyes shot over. He drained the air from his lungs like letting loose a bird in a cage. He pieced his fingers together on his chest. “I just wish we could be a real couple.”

“A real couple? Oh.. like in the movies?”

Paul looked down at his feet. Everything behind was smothered by an ugly blur.

“Yeah.” He smiled halfheartedly, shrugging a little.

Velvet stood up. She chuckled her usual devious laugh. She made her way over. It was like the air even bowed in her presence. She sat daintily on the bed—Paul would be lying if he said his heart wasn’t thumping. She leaned close, cupping his face. He closed his eyes. His breaths quickened. His head lightened like he was skydiving.

“You’re perfect.” Her warm breaths tickled his ear lobe. “Absolutely perfect.”

She giggled. Her lips brushed against his cheek before they connected with his. It was like fitting the perfect puzzle pieces together, the last two in the set. He frowned at how quickly she pulled away.

“You want to be like a movie couple, don’t you?”

Paul’s eyes jolted open. He nodded, smiling.

“Then why don’t you crawl into my arms?”

Paul did what he was told quicker than a rabbit jumped. Cool silk hugged him as he cuddled into her chest. Her arms snaked around him. One hand caressed his jaw. He melted into her like butter, gently closing his eyes. Every worry he had soothed.

“You know, no matter what, I genuinely do love you.” Her tone was flamboyant as ever. Did she really mean it? Paul dusted the thought under the carpet.

“I love you.” The words jumped from his heart. “God.. I love you so much.--You’re perfect, we’re”

“Calm down. Shh..”

Paul’s heart slowed. His body loosened. Her chest rising and falling rocked him like a baby as she hummed softly. Paul couldn’t cuddle any more. A little smile ran across his lips. He swore she bent down at least once or twice, leaving little kisses on his head. Thank god his hair was black. His head spun at the thought of lipstick stains in his hair. (If that could even happen)

Whatever. That wasn’t for Paul to worry about.

Velvet knew the exact second Paul dozed off completely. Her grin melted. She knew it was dread. She held him a little tighter. Why did things have to go downhill so fast? Her vision smeared.

But they wouldn’t… as long as she could get to that dam tomorrow, right?

Oh well. Maybe he could do her makeup tomorrow.

[namelessbutters-doodles]

I'll Never Get Tired Of You, Never

Characters : Paul Stanley, Velvet Von ragnar.

Pairing : Stardemon/ Vonstar

Setting: Mid 80s

Au: Never Too Young to Die (Normal route)

Summary: ‘’What are you thinking about, Stanley?’’ 

“Many things…’’

‘’Like what?’’

‘’Life.’’ Paul breathed, looking up into the night sky where the stars shined around the full moon that showed its bright and gleaming presence all around while the clouds moved, Birds migrating somewhere with their kin. Flowers swayed side to side with the wind as they danced with harmony and rhythm, as swans swam in the glistening waters near the spot where Paul and Velvet laid together on a blanket. Laying side by side, close.....

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⚠️Warnings: Slice of life, deep conversations, lore, date night, insecurities, Symbolism, Metaphors, light Angsts, Fluff, Comfort, talks of pregnancy, Circle of light, Mentions of Abuse, kissing, touches, picnic implied, dreams, Foreshadowing. Ask to tag! (more on A03.)

Comments and Reblogs, are Deeply Appreciated!

Now On A03~

‘’What are you thinking about, Stanley?’’ 

“Many things…’’

‘’Like what?’’

‘’Life.’’ Paul breathed, looking up into the night sky where the stars shined around the full moon that showed its bright and gleaming presence all around while the clouds moved, Birds migrating somewhere with their kin. Flowers swayed side to side with the wind as they danced with harmony and rhythm, as swans swam in the glistening waters near the spot where Paul and Velvet laid together on a blanket. Laying side by side, close. Hands are intertwined, stomachs are full of snacks and food while minds are full of questions about anything they want to ask or talk about. Both of their hairs sprawled out together, as Paul turned to face Velvet while she did the same. ‘’Life, Vel. Life.’’ Paul proclaimed, squeezing her hand.

‘’What kind of life?’’ Velvet questioned, looking into Paul's eyes as he took a breath. Staring into her eyes as well, breathing slowly as rabbits run across them fast. Not paying them any mind or hassle, scurrying into the deepest darkest depths into the bushes nearby, never to be seen again until morning it seems as Velvet moved closer to him. Turning over onto her side, watching him. Awaiting his answer, as she caresses his cheeks tenderly. Rubbing her finger across his smooth skin, massaging him a little. ‘’What kind of life, if i may ask?’’ She whispered, her eyes becoming more rich from the moon above.

‘’Any life.’’

‘’But, what kind of life? Animal, aliens-’’ She chuckled, moving a strand of hair away from Paul’s face, putting it behind his ear. He smiled warmly, grabbing that gently. Pulling her almost on top of him, stroking her cheek as well while she held his face in her hand. Touching their foreheads together, eyes closing as she speaks. ‘’Or human?’’

‘’Human.’’ Paul said, laying his head on her shoulder. Looking up at her, as the swans became closer and the sounds of music from the darkness started to rise while he smoothed his hands on the side of her face more. His heart being steady yet a little fast, sitting on Velvet’s lap comfortably. The empty plates clattering against each other from his and hers movement on the blanket, scrunching the blanket up in the process. The drinks rolling off onto the side, as they roll in the grassy patch. Liquids sloshing around, the sound of night taking place. ‘’Definitely, human.’’

‘’What about them?’’ She asked, wrapping her arm around Paul’s waist. Curious on what Paul has to say about them, and what he’s been thinking about as of recently during these past months that’s been full of some of the best, sweet and awesome times she and him ever had since they started dating, as tonight was one of there dates where they go out and dressed in the finest clothing they had. Paul in white bell bottoms, lavender sweater that showed off his shoulder along with his curls done beautifully and efficiently making him look more like a angel each day as time pass while she wore a golden chest piece, a necklace, spiked wristbands and leather pants with some heels that could kill anything when stepped on and…

No makeup, this time.

Due to becoming more comfortable and Paul’s compliments, it made her think on why she has to wear makeup when she’s already beautiful as it is like a Queen that Paul always called her or said when they were together, like now. Only wearing makeup sometimes or none at all, from how everything been good and the fact Paul doesn’t care if she wore it or not made her feel more better about her looks than ever.

Which says something, but nonetheless felt good that she doesn’t need to wear makeup to impress or be more attractive cause he makes her feel more attractive, hot and even human that she has no reason to at all to put on the mask, only bits and pieces but not a mask…

Anymore. 

She's grateful and wouldn’t change anything about it, due to becoming more better and emotional thanks to meeting Paul in the park. Sitting on a bench, all alone in the summer of…

87.

A day she would always remember, just like this one night will become memorable like all before this one, but this…

Will be different.

‘’What about humans, Starlight?’’ 

‘’We live, work, and die. Right?’’

‘’Sometimes…’’ 

‘’Circle of life, throughout decades. Repeating the same whole things everyday until nothing is left and it’s just darkness until it starts all over again and it’s the same thing. The same choices, consequences, and rituals.’’

‘’Yeah…’’

‘’We get tired of them, but yet we do them every time but if we change or do something different will it get tiring or exhilarating like the first time? Or will it be more draining than before?’’ Paul questioned, going on as Velvet listened without answering his questions. Trying to get an understanding as he talked, hearing his lisp coming through at times or stuttering through words that make everyone question a lot about things in life, they often wondered about in times like these.

‘’If history changed or was altered, would everything have the same consequences like before or would it just be the same? If someone wanted to do something different, would they be tired or ecstatic? Would they want to be with someone and possibly do something that cause a rift between them?’’

‘’What kind of rift?’’

‘’One that’s positive or negative.’’ He confessed, bringing Velvet down with him as they laid together in each other’s embrace. Laying his head on her chest, listening to her soothing heartbeat as he kept on speaking while she stroked his hair. Running her hand through his massive amount of curls, looking down at him. Listening intensely. ‘’One that could…’’

‘’Make them tired of each other.’’

‘’Tired of each other? How so?’’

‘’Marriage, Sex, Lifestyles, or babies…’’ Paul whispered, mumbling that last part to himself as Velvet took a breath. The coldness of the air appeared when she breathed, resting her hand on Paul’s back. Keeping it there for the time being, as the crickets and music became louder. The flowers sprouting it’s petals, different in each of them as they danced around the couple. The sound of Velvet’s heart sending vibrations through Paul’s ear, his right ear in the center. Can’t hear it clearly, but it made him calm with what he’s saying. ‘’Those things, when the couple does one of them. They get tired and maybe annoyed from the changes they made to adjust in there life, which they thought could be a positive thing but it turns out….’’

He takes a breath, Velvet rubs his back.

‘’It was more of a negative than a positive, that caused a rift or a break between them.’’

‘’How so, Stanley?’’ She asked, staring up at the stars.

‘’When they want to get married or move in, they think it’s going to be the best thing in the world for the two of them. Thinking they’ll do everything together, like go out to places they love dearly before they move in and get together. Like the movies, Restaurants, arcades, bookshops, etc. stuff they both liked doing until…’’

The wind blows by, as some leaves and flowers fly out in the open. Landing all around the couple in some sort of circle or heart, as a rose landed by Velvet’s head. A red rose, Paul’s favorite. Smelling very lovely like him, a smell Velvet loved smelling through her nostrils from the shampoo and soaps he uses. Her other hand nears it as she asks…

‘’Until what?’’

‘’They get tired of it, looking for new things for them to enjoy but in the end it’s all the same.’’

‘’The same ole thing?’’

‘’Yeah.’’ 

‘’And what do they do then?’’ She asked, curious.

‘’They split up or…’’ Paul goes, but becomes quiet. Both of them listening to the different sounds around them, the chimes of music becoming louder at some points but then quiet the next. The chirps of the crickets have gone quiet, the swans still swimming are flapping their wings. Getting water out of them, as they shook. Becoming dry, like Paul’s mouth. Words becoming hard as wood, as a jet flies across the sky. The moon shines once more on them, Velvet’s finger touches the stem softly as she looks down. 

‘’They split up or?’’

Paul lifts up his head, eyes glowing like caramel. Strands of curls in his face, dangling as he moves them away. Taking a breath, a few times before his lower lip trembles in fear or stress as he gulps. The wind making a slight noise, as a wolf howls loudly…

At the moon.

‘’They have a baby. One they both make, with there love and care they both have for each other so much they decided to make life resembling one or both of them. One they would love dearly for the rest of there life no matter how hard life is or the obstacles that would come down the line, either falling apart or strengthening there love they make it until they pass or…the love dies causing one to leave while the other tries to take care of the baby until it becomes a bother or a chore and they don’t love it anymore…’’

He sniffs, choking up a little. 

‘’Eventually getting tired of it too, regretting everything.’’

Tears peaked from his eyes, but he wiped them away. Breaking Velvet’s heart a little, placing her hand on Paul’s side. Holding him as he speaks, his voice shaking like a leaf but nonetheless talks clearly.

‘’Regretting meeting there lover, the choices, the consequences, things they’ve done and eventually having a child, they thought it would fix things and make everything better but it didn’t make things worse. S-So worse, they get tired and just leave there baby all alone in the dark with no but the baby itself in a lonely dark room forever or until they want to spend time with it for their own convenience until-’’

‘’They get tired.’’ Velvet said, finishing Paul’s words. Holding him tight against her, both of them making eye contact. ‘’And, it all repeats again? Doesn’t it?’’

‘’Yeah.’’ 

‘’The circle of life huh?’’

‘’Mhm.’’ 

‘’Paul.’’

No word, but he looks at her.

‘’Are you afraid of me, getting tired of you?’’ She asked, sitting up a little. Her hair flowing in the wind as her necklace shines from the moon like the water and her eyes becoming softened while looking at her lover. Reveling in the looks she’s getting from him and the question that she asked that made her heart and mind shake with emotion. Beating fast while her mind looks for more questions and answers. ‘’Are you Scared, of it happening?’’

He takes a breath, separating from Velvet as they both sat up. Moving the plates, drinks and everything around them as they both sat. one looking at the other while the other thinks about it for a while as Velvet touches Paul’s hand and holds them in her’s. Taking in a sight, that makes them both look like a Queen and a…

King, all around.

‘’Paul, Are you?’’

He looks at her hands, smoothing her knuckles with his fingers.

‘’Paul?’’

He looks up at her, eyes trembling. He speaks, as a light around them starts appearing slowly.

‘’Ho-.’’ 

‘’Yes, i’m afraid of it happening to us.’’

‘’Why?’’ 

‘’Because it happened to my parents, and look what happened to me…’’

‘’And you’re worried about repeating that cycle again?’’

‘’Yeah, the cycle of…’’ Paul goes quiet, looking down. Doesn’t want to say the word, doesn’t want to remember his upbringing or past. Hurting himself more, as a tear slides down but Velvet wipes it away. Grabbing his chin tenderly, as they touched their foreheads together once again. Paul hitches a breath, trembling. 

‘’Of the inferno you’ve experienced…’’ Velvet said, rubbing Paul’s cheek softly.

He nods, speaking.

‘’And if we get tired of each other, bring a baby into this world. I’ll be like…them.’’

‘’No, you won’t.’’

‘’Vel, look at me. I’m the…product of them and the remnants of the things they’ve done to me, i’m nothing but a mess of there worlds.’’

‘’No, your not.’’ 

‘’Ve-’’

‘’Stanley, you're not a product. You're not nothing, and you're not a mess. You’re beautiful, a Man and the most wonderful person I've ever met in my life who makes me think about why I'm here or other’s are here in the first place. You’ve made me believe in love, hope and anything that makes me get out to see the finer things in life that maybe not are finer to others but are finer to me. To you and…’’

‘’To, us.’’ 

‘’Ve-’’ 

‘’You're the product of a family who didn’t care and mistreated you, I'm the product of some person who left me to die and suffer their consequences. Were both remnants of families and a generation who thought having a kid would be better for them, for their benefits and gain but in the end it wasn’t. Or didn’t think through enough about having them and ending up just…’’

She takes a breath.

‘’Tossing them in the trash or some orphanage to become leftovers.’’

She takes another breath, visible from the cold air.

‘’And in the end, they may be nothing or a mess but…’’

‘’But, what.’’

‘’They’re beautiful messes, who found each other through trials and obstacles. Surviving what life throws at them and never giving up like some people have, they get tired but it’s worth it. It’s worth seeing another day if it’s just the same thing over and over as long as they make it and have the right people around them when they need them the most at there bests or worsts. Breaking some of the cycles along the way. And what a way it is….’’

She slowly takes the rose in her hands, holding it between her and Paul. Blooming gorgeous from small lights and the eyes of browns reflecting it as she twirled it with her fingers, showing off the red and swirls. Smiling warmly, bringing Paul close as he watches her.

‘’Life mistakes, regrets, problems sometimes bring people closer together without them realizing them in times they should have realized. Realized they’ve done something and perhaps should’ve done something to fix them with simple solutions instead of the ones that bring responsibility and so much care. Think about themselves instead of what generations done before them or people around them have done before the downward spirals.’’

She brings it up to her nose, sniffing it. Filling her with scents, her lips curled.

‘’Before the big decisions.’’

She takes the thorns out, one by one.

‘’Before the complications.’’

Another piece.

‘’Before the problems, they didn’t address or fix.’’

Another piece.

‘’Before the regrets or mistakes.’’

The final piece, she looks at it.

‘’Before…’’

Her finger goes to the last one, Paul’s finger touches her. 

Both of them touching the thorn together, holding it before…

‘’Everything.’’ They both say, plucking…

The final piece off.

Going quiet, hairs flowing in the end as…

Fireflies come out around them, glowing brightly. Abundance of them around the couple, as they both take a breath and look at each other. Minds, hearts and eyes full of emotion as…

Velvet places the rose behind Paul’s ear, they both smiled.

‘’Before all those things. They forgot to take of the one thing that’ll make a difference.’’

‘’Like, what?’’ Paul asked, his eyes shining.

‘’Themselves.’’ 

‘’How?’’ 

‘’By working on them and being around the right people, like how you appeared and worked on me while i worked on you.’’

‘’Velvet…’’

‘’Paul…’’

They embraced, holding each other tightly. 

‘’We maybe a mess, but we are a beautiful mess. The both of us, making each other better and learning things about ourselves that doesn’t make me tired or annoyed, it’s life. Are you tired of me?’’

‘’Never.’’

‘’But you’re afraid of me, getting tired of you?’’

‘’Yeah…are you?’’

‘’Never.’’ She gasped, pulling away from Paul. looking him in the eye, putting his hand on her cheek. ‘’Never, i’ll never get tired of you Starlight.’’ She proclaimed, kissing him on the mouth passionately before pulling away. ‘’Never.’’ 

‘’How can I be so sure, and what if we bring a life into this world that’s unexpected or planned and things change between us?’’

‘’Then we make sure we talk about them before and after.’’

‘’But what if you get tired of the baby?’’

‘’I’ll never get tired of the baby, we'll make.’’

‘’We?’’ 

‘’Yes, honey. We.’’ 

‘’But what if-’’

‘’You and me will break the cycle, never repeat the same things those people done to us, never do the things to the child that doesn’t deserve to be locked up, mistreated, or thrown away. Never be like them, never repeat it, never look in the mirror and say i’m them instead…’’

Paul's heart pounds, his mouth widens slowly.

‘’Be better. Be the parents that stood up and took care of themselves, there children and the ones who would help them regardless without a care in the world, a little communication and guidance is better than nothing.’’

‘’You sure?’’

‘’I’m sure.’’

Paul eye’s glances around them for a sec, then looks at Velvet’s. 

‘’You promise, right? If we communicate and have guidance, take care of ourselves, the problems, the mistakes and regrets then…would you..me..take care of the baby…’’

‘’Together?’’ He Questions, face full of worry.

‘’Of, course. I promise…’’

‘’Me…?’’

‘’Us.’’ Velvet stated, stroking Paul’s curls. ‘’I promise us, if we bring a life into this world. We’ll be better, take care of them and give them the life we’ve never had. And if you get tired, i’ll take care of them and be reminded how beautiful there father is each day when i hold them in my arms and be thankful for the life we’ve created.’’

‘’And if you get tired.’’

‘’We all get tired.’’ they both chuckled, laughter echoing in the air. The flowers stopped dancing, fireflies still flying around with their bright glow as dark clouds covered the moon as they moved. Stars shining with their might but not as bright as the lover’s eyes and there…

Love for another.

‘’And do it all over again, like a family.’’

‘’A family we’ve created…’’

They both breathed, laying together once again.

‘’Imagined.’’ 

‘’Paul?’’

‘’Yes?’’ 

‘’Do you want a family with me, a little mini us?’’

‘’I do but...i don’t know if i can have or carry them with the stuff i was on or did to myself. I don’t know if i could.’’

‘’But if you did know.’’

‘’Then yes, but it would have to be someday when I am or we’re ready for it. I don’t want to have a child and be a mess everyday in front of them or you. I don’t want them to see that and be afraid of me…’’

‘’And help you, with their gifts and smile.’’ Velvet said, seeing a little smile form on Paul. ‘’they might be afraid for there father, but they will make your day full of enjoyment and life when they can and if your having a bad day then i’ll help you in the dark and light it up with things you love like them and me.’’

‘’It ain't always going to be good nor bad but that’s life and it’s frustrating and hard but one that everyone gets through, one day at a time. Slowly but surely, it’ll be fine and dandy like…’’

‘’Us.’’ 

‘’Like us, Starlight. Like us.’’

‘’And if you're having a bad day, then I'll sing all your worries and problems away. And who knows maybe…they’ll sing to you as well.’’ Paul giggled, teeth showing. ‘’With there babbles and anything they can say.’’

‘’Then i get two angels, two perfect angels singing to me with there voices from heaven and looks that can make hearts pound and faces light up with a simple gesture. Two angels, in my life i would always love and be with.’’

‘’As a family?’’

‘’Yeah…as a family.’’

‘’Where love, care, everything can exist in ways we can only hope for right?’’

‘’Right.’’ Velvet stated, holding Paul. hugging him, as they both stared up at the moon. The swans stared up at it with them, the rose stayed behind Paul’s ear. Filling them both with scents and emotions, as there shut there eyes in sync. Listening to the noises that were coming a bit too much now is comfortable and relaxing to them as there heart beats, minds are full of emotions but ones that are good and not being plagued with the negatives as Paul is calmed and happy with the answers plus the talk from Velvet. A talk that will help him remember if he was having a hard time or one that he’ll be reminded of in the future as he asked…

‘’One we can only hope for…together?’’

‘’Yeah…together.’’

‘’As..a family?’’

‘’Definitely, as a family.’’

‘’Vel, thank you.’’ 

‘’No worries, my Prince. No worries, at all.’’ She proclaimed, both of them staring at the moon as their eyes get heavy as they laid together. The blanket covering them as her hand pulls it on them, concealing them from the cold. For good measure, wrapping her leather jacket around Paul. Making him feel more warmer like her, as sleep takes them and they soon began to dream of different things that meant something they don’t know but in the end they will know as…

They both dream of walking together side by side holding….

A child’s hand, who was giggling with life while they smiled, played and laughed with them making them a….

Happy, loving, Playful…

Family.

I wanted to write something different for a while and this is what i've came up plus a thing between Paul and Velvet that kind of needed to happen. which in the end, Paul can feel at ease by either for a moment or forever knowing everything will be okay.

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