#water fairy flower oh my god i love it

[unforth]

For the three sentence fic: wangxian or hualian, setting: in a garden!

Ah, thank you for sending a prompt! I might ultimately do both of these but all my Wangxian ideas were sex pollen so instead...

(Hualian, post-canon, fluff)

(definitely not three sentences. unedited.)

"Open your eyes." Hua Cheng's deep voice rumbled so close to Xie Lian's ear that Xie Lian could feel it as a tremble down his spine. For the barest moment, Xie Lian still didn't obey; his other senses were on high alert and even without vision he recognize how unusual this place - wherever it was - must be, for the smell was strong, beautiful, and achingly familiar. Xie Lian couldn't put his finger on what about it he knew, but in his bones, he knew this scent.

Xie Lian opened his eyes.

A field of pristine white flowers and bright spring-green leaves stretched out before them. The light breeze stirred the blossoms as they turned their faces toward the sun. There was an instant when Xie Lian didn't understand the significance of the field, but then the flowers' rich aroma combined with what he saw, and he gasped.

Once, centuries ago, these flowers had carpeted the fields of Xianle every spring.

Once, centuries ago, a small boy had left a single, picked bloom as a modest offering to the flower-crowned god.

Once...

…but…

He didn't know what these blossoms were called; when he'd been crown prince of Xianle, such a small matter had been beneath his interest. And after Xianle fell, these flowers had fallen with the kingdom: Xie Lian hadn't seen a single one.

This flower had died with Xianle.

"How...?" Twisting in Hua Cheng's arms, Xie Lian turned to see his face, meeting Hua Cheng's smug look what I accomplished, gege expression with one of wonder. "Where...?" Thoughts crowded to the fore in Xie Lian, but he could hardly bare to examine most of them, much less express them. "You should be careful gifting me property," Xie Lian finally managed, trying to keep his tone light. "Aren't you afraid I'll set it on fire again?"

Xianle burned in the spring, flames climbing into the sky, smoke obscuring the stars and moon as they engulfed the city, the farms, the fields and forests.

The lovely floral scent turned rancid as the flowers burned.

Trying to suppress a shudder, Xie Lian forced his expression into a smile despite his instinct to grimace.

"Stop," murmured Hua Cheng. Smile and grimace both were subsumed by confusion that Xie Lian expressed with a head tilt. "If they make you unhappy, you can express that. I don't mind."

"No," Xie Lian exclaimed more forcefully than he meant to. Allowing a tremble to course through him, he shook his head and repeated, "no, that's not it. They're beautiful."

"But...?"

"Why aren't you afraid that I'll set them on fire again?" Xie Lian mumbled.

"Because if it burns, it burns." Hua Cheng shrugged. Xie Lian blinked at him. "And after they've burned, I'll plant them again - again and again, every time. As long as a single bulb remains, the flowers can always be regrown."

"San Lang..."

"Isn't that life, gege?" Pulling Xie Lian closer, Hua Cheng wrapped his arms around Xie Lian's waist, tucked his chin onto Xie Lian's shoulder, laid a hand flat and steady and supportive on Xie Lian's belly. "Everything burns. It's what we do after the flames have subsided that shows our character."

"By that measure, I've performed pretty dismally," said Xie Lian with an awkward chuckle.

"By that measure, by any measure, you've survived, you've endured, you've rebuilt and rebuilt over and over again," Hua Cheng countered. "And you've always done it alone. You're amazing, gege. And whatever happens, whatever burns next, I swear to you: you'll never have to sift through the ashes alone ever again."

"Oh, San Lang." Xie Lian turned just enough to smear a kiss over Hua Cheng's cheek. "I love you."

"So much, always." Hua Cheng shifted to meet a second kiss with their lips; warmth and comfort and support glowed through Xie Lian.

A breeze stirred the flowers, their rich aroma filling the air.

If it burns, it burns.

The stalks rustled against each other, making a light, pleasing, soothing sound.

What can't San Lang and I rebuild?

Sunshine dazzled over the field, rendering the white blooms incandescent, the green leaves translucent, their shared embrace hot.

As long as he's by my side, what can't we do?

And together, they bloomed.

(send me an ask with a ship and a setting/trope/kink/genre and I'll write a ficlet that will definitely not be only three sentences but will hopefully be under 1k words)

[luvyeni]

❛DONT GO INTO THE WOODS❜ ( l. felix )

p. fairy!felix x human!reader w. 1.9k+

warnings? yandere themes, oral ( f. receiving ), unprotected sex, mind control

— 𖦹 ( your mom always told you never to go into the woods) !

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the first time you were told to never go into the woods you were 5 – that was the first time you saw him. he was the same age as you , but you could tell he was different from you , you didn’t have pointy ears and iridescent wings.

he was playing around and you being the curious little kid you were , you approached him. “hi.” he stopped what he was doing standing up. “you can’t be in these woods.” you frowned. “you’re a human.” he said handing you a flower. “people get lost when they come in here.” now that should’ve scared you , but as a kid you had no fears.

he took you by the hand , guiding you out of the woods safely. “keep this flower , i’ll see you when we’re older , my name is felix.” you didn’t know what that mean , but before you could ask him , he just disappeared. you couldn’t even process what was going on because soon enough you had been pulled into a tight hug by your mother who was crying.

“listen to me , never go into those woods okay , don’t go into those woods.” she said through tears. “why are you crying mommy?” your little self was confused. “i’m just happy you’re home.” you didn’t know what that meant at the time , but when you got older your mother told something that shocked you. you weren’t in the woods for a few minutes like you thought – you had been missing in those woods for 3 days.

that was years ago , you’re now an adult , you moved away from your home , graduated school , got a good paying job , and a lovely boyfriend – life was good , but you for some reason you always felt tied back to your childhood home – to those woods , to felix.

“hi mom.” you walked into the house , your mom wrapped her arms around you , she never really got over those horrible 3 days , never really letting you out her sight , she was devastated when you moved away for college , so you tried to come and visit her whenever you could. “ah! my daughter , you’re home.” you smiled. “and you bought your wonderful boyfriend , come in and get settled , i’m gonna start cooking.”

“your mother loves you so much.” you nodded unpacking your bags. “she’s a little overprotective , but that’s just because of what happened when i was 5.” you said. “what happened?” your boyfriend asked. “see those woods outside my bedroom? i was lost for three days in those woods.” you said. “oh my god , how can you be so calm.” you shrugged. “because to me it only felt like a couple minutes.” your boyfriend look bewildered. “what?”

“yeah , people say that the woods are magic , as a kid i believed it , i even imagined a fairy boy around my age , he even gave me a flower , his name was felix.” you laughed. “you have a wild imagination.” he wrapped arms around your waist. ‘you will be mine’ you furrowed your eyebrows. “you okay baby?” you shook the thought away , smiling. “yup , i’m fine , let’s go help mom.”

the night went on , and soon it was nightfall and everyone said their good nights , going to their respective rooms. you one the other hand – you sat up in bed , you couldn’t sleep , your mind still on the woods , and that fairy boy from all those years ago. ‘come to me’

there was that voice again , you looked around and saw nothing. ‘come to me my love’ you got up , slipping on your slippers , covering yourself with your robe. “baby?” you heard your boyfriends sleepy voice. “just gonna get some water baby , go back to bed.” you smiled , he nodded muttering a i love you before opening up the bedroom door – something catching your attention on the floor , a flower , a bunch of flowers , the same one that imagined the fairy giving you. ‘follow the flowers my love.’ you picked up the flowers , that made their way all the way to the front door. ‘open the door my love.’

you don’t know why you were listening to this voice , it was like you couldn’t stop yourself – you kept walking and walking until you reached that forbidden place , the place where you first saw him. ‘let me lead you’ it was like you had no control over your body , like your feet were moving on its own , deeper into the woods – your house slowly getting smaller until you could no longer see it.

Your feet carried you further and further until you reached a house , but not just any house , a tree house , the door was slightly open , you pushed it open , walking in. “hello?” you finally felt like you had control over your body and your voice. “is anybody there?” you heard something coming from a room , following the noise , you found yourself outside a bedroom. “come in my love.” you heard a deep voice. “i’ve been waiting for you.”

“who are you?” he turned around , and you were stunned. his angel like face , freckles scattered all over his face , his blue hair adding on to his magical look. but what tied his magical look together was the iridescent wings – you remember those wings from anywhere , those wings had never left your mind. “you’re him , you’re the little fairy boy , felix!”

he smiled , making his was over to you. “i knew you’d remember me , i knew my angel would find me.” he said , his hand coming up to caress your face , you should’ve stopped him , but you couldn’t , his touch just felt normal. “did you like your gift?” you held the flowers. “they’re really beautiful , i kept the one you gave me when were kids until it died , i was so sad when it died.” you said. “i know i saw and felt how sad you were.” he said. “y-you felt it.” you stuttered , he nodded taking the flowers from you , sitting them in a empty vase , like he’s been waiting. “i’ve been tied to you since that day , no matter how far you went , i could always feel everything you were feeling , see everything you were doing.”

“e-everything?” he slowly turned to you. “yes angel , everything – i could feel when you were sad , i saw when you cried.” he slowly walked over to you , backing you into a wall. “i felt when you were angry.” his hand coming up to your robe tie , pulling at it. “i could feel when you were horny , and when you would fuck your little fingers into your dripping hole.” his deep voice soaking your panties. “i could see it all.”

your breathing was so heaving , his fingers tracing your body. “m-my boyfriend.” his eyes turned dark. “he doesn’t matter anymore , none of them do , you’ll never see them again.” he pushed the robe off your shoulders , letting it hit the floor , leaving you in your short night gown. “you even dressed so pretty for me.”

he pushed you down on his bed , hovering over your body. “the day you came into my woods i knew i had to make you mine.” he kissed the inside of your thighs. “y-your woods?” you were so confused , you couldn’t understand a thing he was saying. “these woods baby , they’re mine.” he pulled your panties down your legs. “the creatures and other beings in these woods , they’re under me , and soon you too.” he kissed your pussy. “my queen.”

“felix!” you shrieked feeling his tongue dragging up and down your folds. “taste so fucking sweet baby.” he groaned against your cunt , the vibrations making you moan. “such a tasty pussy.” the fairy ate you like a starved man , his wings flapping behind him , grinding against the bed as he shoved his tongue deeper into your hole. “fuck , fuck felix i’m gonna cum.” you screamed.

he pulled away , shoving two of his fingers into your hole. “wanna stretch you out before you take my cock.” he thrusted his fingers in and out of your hole. “gonna take it like a good girl right , let me fuck your pussy open?” you nodded , moaning. “then cum for me.” he kissed your clit , taking in your all your juices as you came. “shit!”

he lifted your night gown over your body , taking his pants off , he looked ethereal his naked body hovering over yours. “gonna fuck you now.” He rubbed his cock on your folds. “you feel so warm.” you moaned , as he grabbed the base of his cock , sliding into your dripping hole. “fuck you feel like heaven angel.” he groaned , his cock stretching you out as he seethed himself inside you. “just perfect.”

he moved his hips , grabbing your jaw. “look at me princess , keep your eyes on me.” he moaned , his eyes pulling you deeper into his trance. “as of tonight , you’re mine.” he grunted. “forget about your old life , spend the rest of your days as my queen right? you nodded , basically signing your life away , but you could care less with the way he was fucking you. “y-yes.”

upon hearing the small yes they fell from your lips , he sped his movements up , rutting into much faster. “f-felix.” you felt your orgasm bubbling up. “gonna cum angel , let me feel you cum all over my cock.” he rubbed your clit , you , your cunt squeezing tightly as you came.

“fu-fuck , i wanted to wait until we were wed to fuck you full of my kids , but you’re squeezing me so tight.” he cursed. “gonna cum inside you -fuck- tonight.” he groaned. “give me a heir to the throne.” he thrust faltering , thrusting one , two , three times before cumming inside your cunt. “fuck!”

you laid in his bed while he heated up the bath , getting inside with you , washing your skin. “so pretty.” he whispered , kissing your delicate skin , he finally got you , after years of waiting for your return , he finally got you. “you can’t escape me baby , these woods they’re different , they listen to me.” he kissed your temple.

“you’re all mines and all mines , forever.”

©LUVYENI

[hysteria-things]

༄ PROLOGUE ☼

ʚ♡ɞ 𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐓 | 𝐌𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐘𝐋𝐈𝐒𝐓 | 𝐍𝐄𝐗𝐓 ʚ♡ɞ

𝐩𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠: matt x reader

𝐬𝐮𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐲: greece is your family’s number one vacation destination. you meet a boy there, being oblivious to what your future holds with him.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: TOOTH ROTTING FLUFF, crying

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 631

𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫'𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: GUYS I’M SO EXCITED FOR THIS SERIES YOU HAVE NO IDEA

the heat from the sun beams down on your skin. your family goes on a vacation to greece every year in the summer, and you must say, it’s your favorite time of year.

to be more specific, the island is called skopelos.

the three of you stay in the same hotel each year. it looks a bit run down, but in reality, it’s beautiful.

it’s owned by an older woman, who your parents befriended for how many times you’ve been to this place.

hotel villa donna is made full of white brick, with a blue roof and green vines with more gorgeous flowers decorating the walls.

it has a big courtyard and a handful of rooms surrounding it. despite it being smaller than an average hotel, it’s perfect.

the view of the beach and the main dock is breathtaking, the water traveling far and wide. at night, the fairy lights make it look dimly lit and calm.

currently, you’re laying on that same beach in your bathing suit with your eyes closed, getting a nice tan.

the waves and the conversations of other people flood your ears, the squawking of seagulls above you.

“oomph!” you huff out when an object lands hard on your stomach.

“way to go, chris. you hit the poor girl.” a voice yells in the distance.

“oh, shut up, nick.” another voice, who you’re assuming is chris, argues back.

a shuffling of sand gets more intense as if it’s moving close to you.

you take off your sunglasses, squinting your eyes at the boy hovering above and grabbing the soccer ball.

“i am so sorry for my idiot brother. are you okay?” he asks worriedly, his blue orbs widening in concern.

his damp brunette hair blows in the wind, cheeks red from a little sunburn. he’s handsome.

“it’s all good.” you giggle, sitting up. “it didn’t hurt me or anything.”

he sighs of relief. “thank god. i’m matt, by the way.”

you smile. “y/n.”

“isn’t it crazy that we’ve been together for six years?” matt says, swinging your hand in his as you walk to… wherever.

matt said he had a surprise for you, but insisted you’d be blindfolded for it. you know you’re outside because the grass tickles your ankles.

“yeah, i know.” you start, following his guidance. “all because chris hit me with a soccer ball.”

he laughs, letting go of your hand. “matt? where’d you go?” you call out.

then, the sound of ‘i have a dream’ plays softly on a harp. what the hell?

you feel his fingers lift the fabric over your eyes, removing it. you gasp.

both of you are standing under a cherry blossom tree, the petals falling around you two. he knows how much you love the outdoors and nature.

you finally look at matt, who’s tearing up and grinning widely. “matt—”

“i love you so much.” he sniffles, putting his hands into his pockets. he doesn’t like to get all sappy, but for you, he has no problem doing it. “as i look into your eyes, i see a future brighter than i could have ever imagined. every day spent by your side feels like a gift, and i am endlessly grateful for your love and companionship.”

“shut up,” you say, your hands covering your mouth as tears start to spill from your eyes.

“y/n.” he gets on one knee, taking a velvet box out of his jacket. “will you do the incredible honor and be my wife?”

now, here you are, gushing widely at the remaining envelopes in your hands. you read off the names as you slide them into the slit of the mailbox. “chris, nick, nate, clem, and madi.”

this is it. you are officially going to get married to the love of your life.

𝐭𝐚𝐠 𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭!

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[fairyhaos]

seventeen and which mythical beings they are

requested by @mesanthropi ^^ physically held myself back from going on rants for shua's and hao's and jeonghan's pls (iykyk)

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seungcheol

vampire. formidable, mysterious vampire seungcheol from a powerful family name who lives in a huge, ominous castle and somehow manages to make sucking blood look sexy… shakes he's so fine oh my god. honestly vampire!cheol with glowing red eyes and an intimidating presence and the most smug fucking smirk in the world is such a vibe, and he also has the whole “i was born centuries and centuries ago” old hag thing down to an art

jeonghan

siren. specifically a mermaid-type siren that lives in the sea and has a pretty iridescent tail. water-dwelling being jeonghan just makes so much sense to me bc he has their fluidity and their peaceful and their mischief and also??? jeonghan with a shimmery mermaid tail and captivating siren voice???? i'd willingly drown myself for him actually, siren song be damned. he has the silvery voice of a siren and the ethereal looks to be one fr

joshua

wood nymph. bambi-eyed wood nymph joshua who communicates with the birds and tends to his forest and has flowers weaved in his hair and stars embedded around his eyes… the nymph!joshua obsession is Real guys and i am definitely a victim of it. curly haired joshua is just sooo wood nymph coded and i can see him as some soft-spoken, pretty being who lives in a birch tree and guides stray travellers when they get lost in his woods

junhui

witch junhui with his black cat familiar and his dented cauldron and his cottage in the middle of the forest!! witch junhui with his mini apothecary and his goofy-sounding spells and his eyebrow permanently half-singed bc his enchantments keep backfiring!! witch junhui with his soft spoken words and bright laugh and total kindness to everyone who happens upon his home!! witch junhui is so so dear to me and he really is just. a witchy little dude

hoshi

shapeshifter. does this idea feed into his furry agenda a bit too much? yeah, it kinda does, but oh my god just imagine tiger shapeshifter hoshi who's part human but can turn into a large, big-fanged and bold-striped tiger at a moment's notice. he really just genuinely gives shapeshifter vibes, and every year he schedules one week where he'll traipse off into the nearest mountains and blow off some steam in his tiger form for seven days

wonwoo

dragon. okay so this is kinda not a humanoid mythical being, but wonwoo is soooo big friendly dragon coded. i can imagine him as a large, red scaly dragon, snoozing atop his massive hoard of gold in a secluded cave in the forest, little wisps of smoke coming out of his nostrils as he snores contentedly. that doesn't mean he can't be scary if he wants to tho, and can burn down any puny humans who try to steal his hoard in the blink of an eye

woozi

demigod. part-god woozi is just such a vibe okay, and he rlly does give off a hercules-type feel, where he can do inhuman things and seems almost untouchable in his awesomeness, even though he's right there in front of you. and he has a hatred of the gods and a mild tolerance for humans but at the end of the day, he appreciates and loves both for all that they do. (also in a percy jackson demigod sense, he is totally an apollo's kid and no i don't make the rules) 

minghao

fae. y'all know how far my fairy minghao agenda runs by now and like ??? can you blame me ???? the idea of sassy smol hao with fairy wings and a squeaky voice is cute and all, but also i just think he fits the idea of the entire tall, mysterious fae folk really well too. with his pointy fae ears and his shrewd gaze and his ability to say half-truths and riddles and give sage advice about how to live your life all at once, he really is very much a fae-like person. 

mingyu

some sort of demon. he's so loud and bright and kind that, despite his huge presence and glowing eyes and the horns protruding out of his mess of fluffy hair, you don't even register that he's some dangerous, hellish creature before something happens and he just snaps, the air around him visibly darkening as he tears after the thing that caused him to lose control. he's so sweet and kind but so undeniably dangerous all at once. 

dokyeom

elf. i'm thinking lord of the rings elves, except i haven't actually watched lord of the rings but i have this idea of them being tall and rich and elegant beings, and it makes me think of dokyeom. he's just so pretty, and the elves rely on the natural elements to survive, right? dokyeom is just so sunbeams peeking through forest leaves, so little rabbits bounding through the undergrowth, so hand-whittled arrows and folk songs around a campfire and tall, tall, beautiful elves. 

seungkwan

will o’ the wisp or a sprite. he's endearing and mysterious, and once you gain his favour he's staying glued to ur shoulder for the entirety of your dangerous quest through the magical woods. he's very chatty and also very elusive, constantly flitting around in the air and disappearing in a wink of light before appearing on your nose once again. you can't tell if he's a help or a hindrance, but he's cute and bright and makes the journey a lot better

vernon

a smurf. smurfs count as mythical beings okay, and while ive never actually watched any smurf movie thing ever, i think vernon would make an absolutely brilliant smurf. they give off silly goofy weird adorable vibes, and that's basically vernon in a nutshell. also smol vernon with blue skin and lives in a mushroom looking house??? that's kinda cute and actually something that vernon might wanna do irl not gonna lie

chan

nine-tailed fox. he's so mysterious and sexy and kind of dangerous but like. his unbelievable handsomeness kinda outweighs the danger. honestly i don't really have an explanation for this other than that the Vibes r there for some reason and he'd look so cool with those glittery wisps of magic threading through the air around him as his eyes glow a mysterious colour before he launches into a kdrama-esque fight sequence against the latest monster

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[hyunsvngs]

heyyyyyyy

just thinking about monsterfucking and what type of monster skz would be and the dynamics of how things would work depending on what kind of creature they are

personally I feel like jeongin gives off some sort siren vibes and yeah :)))

i BELIEVE miss @cbini has answered something similar before so miss ems my lovely dear if you have anything to ADD let me know... but here are my onions as a BIG MONSTER FUCKER

chan: oh not to be stereotypical but werewolf chan has my HEART lmao. like full on werewolf chan who has to be chained up by the strongest industrial chains during a full moon.. yeah. especially if you have to be held back by the other boys because he's imprinted on you too

minho: iiii am once again discussing vampire minho and i WILL be mentioning @jl-micasea-fics story sanguis limerence as my FAVOURITE vampire skz fic. i have nothing else to say please read it

changbin: okay i rly struggled w binnie but then i thought... what abt banshee bin? like you hear the banshee scream when you're about to die, and what if you hear him scream and then you see him and you're like what the fuck he's hot. and then he ends up changing fate n saving u and u fuck :) thanks for listening

hyunjin: succubus. a demon who plagues your dreams with such amazing sex that you wish for the day that he finally enters your room, and when he does? god, you're going insane. takes u to the demon underworld and keeps u there as his cute lil sex slave

jisung: alien jisung. i KNOW there are lots of jisung alien fics and i wholeheartedly agree w him having a cute blue ribbed alien tentacle dick that's soooo jisung. taking u to his planet too where he drops his glamour and the cutie has little antennas!! oh my god

felix: a LITTLE FAIRY. fairy flowers should've told u all how much i love the concept of pixie lixie. cute pink wings that shimmer in the light!! flutters around u like a little tinkerbell and takes u to his little mushroom home :( <3

seungmin: slenderman seungmin with the tentacles and shit. no comment on it ANY further for personal reasons (meaning... u can wait for kinktober).

jeongin: siren 100%. sexy little shirtless siren who maybe has bright blue eyes and soft dark hair and waits for u on the rocks at the beach near ur home every night.. maybe even a beautiful black/dark blue tail that glimmers in the moonlight with the water from the ocean.. oh

♡ juno

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Birthday Gifts (Eddie Munson X Female Reader)

A short, cute and fluffy drabble written especially for the absolutely wonderful and beautiful @sunflowerdaydreamer 's birthday, I hope you have an amazing day, Sweetheart! 🩷 and I hope you enjoy this!

Word Count:1,009

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“Boy, where on god’s green earth have you been all day?” Wayne asks as Eddie makes his way through the trailer’s door.

“I was out shopping for my girl's birthday,” he smiled broadly, closing the door behind him, swinging the small gift bag in his hand with every step. 

Wayne nods his head, gesturing towards the bag in his nephew’s hand. “Am I allowed to see it, or are you keeping secrets from your old man as well as your girlfriend?” he teases in his gruff southern drawl.

Eddie steps towards his uncle, taking a small velvet box from the bag.

“Don’t worry ‘Pa, it's not a ring. Well, not yet anyway." Eddie smirks, gently nudging his elbow into his uncle. 

Opening the box, Eddie unveils a chain pendant necklace. It's a dainty little purple heart gem hanging from a golden chain that sparkled beautifully as the light shone down on the stone.

"I saw her eyeing it in the jewellery store a few months back, she'd never admit to wanting something like that, but I know that look. She liked it." Eddie smiled. "Been saving up to get it for her," he said proudly. 

"Son, I think she's going to love it," Wayne assures patting Eddie on his back.

The morning of your birthday Eddie made sure to call nice and early before you left for work to wish you a Happy Birthday, with a promise that he had something very special planned for you later on in the evening.

Eddie drove his van up to your house that evening and promptly handed you the biggest and brightest bouquet of flowers you've ever seen. A colourful arrangement of brilliant yellow and orange sunflowers, peachy-pink roses, and delicate white daisies.

He hands over the bouquet to you with a wide smile. 

"These are for you, sweetheart! Happy Birthday! He says, bringing you into a warm hug and kissing you sweetly on your cheek.

"Oh Eddie! These are beautiful! I love them! I'm just going to put them in some water then we can go!"

Eddie drives you down to Lover's Lake, pulling up to a secluded spot looking out onto the water, just as the sun is beginning to set. The hazy orange skies and glow of the evening’s golden sun sparkling off the lake.

"Wait here for one moment while I set up your surprise." Eddie smiles as he places a kiss to your cheek before opening his driver's side door and rushing around to the back of his van.

As you sit in your seat you can vaguely hear small clinking and fumbling noises and Eddie's voice talking to himself trying to best calm his nerves with a 'I hope she likes this' muttered under his breath.

It isn’t long before he’s appearing at the passenger’s side, opening up the door and holding his hand out to help you down from your seat.

“Your surprise awaits, birthday girl..” he says brightly as he begins to lead you to the back of his van where he has gone to a great effort to string fairy lights in the open space in the back. He’s also set down a soft blanket and generous amount of cushions to create a warm and comforting space for the two of you to relax in.

“Oh Eddie! This is amazing! Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!” You gush excitedly as you go to wrap your arms around him in a hug, kissing him once more. 

“And that’s not the only surprise I have up my sleeve, Sweetheart” he smirks, pulling out a lovingly prepared picnic basket full of your favourite foods, snacks and drinks. “I packed us a few goodies.” He smiled, trying his best to hide his fizzing nerves that under that picnic basket, carefully nestled amongst the array of snacks was your main surprise. A small velvet box where the necklace that you’d been eyeing in the jewellery store lay waiting just for you.

You both make yourself comfortable in the back of his van, sitting close to each other and enjoying the quiet hum of nature.

"Why don't you go ahead and open up that picnic basket for us, Sweetheart?" He smiles, watching you with eager eyes. 

You open up the basket to see a wide variety of all your favourite snacks, but that isn't what's catching your attention. It's the small velvet box that's got you turning your eyes to your boyfriend.

"Eddie? What's this?" You ask, an uncertain edge to your voice.

"Well why don't you open it and find out for yourself, hm?" 

You crack open the box, and are immediately met with the glinting sparkle of the most beautiful pendant necklace. Wait a moment, wasn't this the necklace you'd had your eye on in that jewellery store a few months ago?

The purple gem sits prettily in the cushioned box, the golden glow of the falling sun shining down on the jewel. 

“I saw the way you were looking at it in the store’s window, and I thought it was only right that someone as pretty as you should have a pretty piece of jewellery.” he  smiles, nodding towards you, his big brown eyes sparkling in the evening’s golden glow. “Can I put it on you?” 

You nod your head excitedly, turning around for him. 

Eddie takes the necklace out of the box and drapes it around your neck. The pendant laying cool against your skin. His nimble fingers make easy work of the clasp, letting the necklace hang around your neck beautifully.

“Oh Eddie! I love it! Thank you so much. I would’ve been happy with just spending my day with you, but I love this. It’s so beautiful!” you beam brightly.

“Only the best for my birthday girl” he says, bringing you in close for a kiss.

The rest of the evening was spent tucked under the warmth of cozy blankets, sharing snacks and drinks, watching the evening sun fade into the night and counting stars in the comforting hold of each other’s arms.

[azzuredragonstrikemain]

Hades /Poseidon x Reader who is in a coma for two years Pt1.

AN: Art doesn't belong to me I found on Pinterest. RoR/SnV doesn't belong to me either I just came up with the story.

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Hades sat in a chair his face forlorn as his lavender eyes traveled to the bed. The sun shone through the curtains yet it did not rouse the one he wanted to see most. On the bed there lay a beautiful woman, her (s/c) skin shimmered in the morning light. Her fairy like smile and features always seemed to brighten his most darkest of days. Gently taking hold of her frail hand he lifted it to his face gently rubbing it against his cheek. "My dear sweet (Y/N) please wake up soon." he murmured.

Lavender eyes closed as they envisioned his lovely spring rubbing her thumbs across his cheek. Opening them again, the King of Helheim brows sank in depression. (Y/n) laid there unmoving, just the sound of her soul breathing was his only response.

A soft whoosh alerted Hades that the two had a visitor. Deft footsteps made their way towards the two rulers. Hades without even looking already knew who it was. Green boots stopped just three steps behind the god. "She's the same the nurses say that her vitals are still stable." Hades told. The god behind him hummed in acknowledgement. "As there been any movement?"

The gods voice was cold yet it held a quiet undertone. Tilting his head back the God of the underworld gazed at his younger brother. "No their has not been any movement from her." notify his brother. The blonde haired god nodded as his blue eyes watched his brother turn back to his wife. While the two men sat in silence another stood in the hallway, her (bf e/c) hues gazed on in sadness. Oh my dear friend, please pull through we all need you here. Big brother still needs you. she prayed.

"Can you believe her?"

The woman' pointed ears pricked at the voice. "I know it's so disgusting." another stated. The woman without turning her head, narrowed her eyes at the two nymphs. "Faking an illness just so she can get attention. How typical." the first one laughed. "Yes, I quite agree. If only that silly flower nymph had added a little more poison then we would've had a chance of taking h-" before anyone of them could finish the deafening sound of the ocean raged outside. The two nymphs huddled together their fearful hues turning to the woman.

Wind blew around (h/l) (h/c) hair, making it appear as if the goddess was in her husband' domain. "You wretches." her voice seething with anger and hatred. The goddess was now fully facing them her fists clenched in a tight fist while the wind that swirled around her grew more violent. Looking behind the oceanic being they could see an armada of salt water crocodiles forming."Prepare to face the wrath of the ocean you mewling quimes!" she yelled.

The two nymphs screamed as they ran. The ocean goddess not far behind began yelling profanities and insults at them while the crocodiles snapped at their feet.

Both Gods turned to the commotion outside. "It seems your wife is as loving as ever to her dear sister in law, isn't she Poseidon." Hades joked. Poseidon made no comment on his brother' remark instead he followed the echoing sounds of chaos and rage.

The king of the underworld laughed in silence but his smile soon shifted into a frown. Veering his attention back to his wife, he softly squeezed her hand. Eyes holding sadness again.

Somewhere else in the halls of Valhalla, the queen of the oceans had cornered the two nymphs. The two dreaded what fate the Queen of the oceans would reign down upon them. The crocodiles inched forward "Cease this pointless squabble."

The great reptilians turned to see there king, "Poseidon why in Valhalla would you order theEE - HEY!" the god of the seas had grabbed (bf Y/n) by one of her shoulders and started dragging her back to the room. "Poseidon what are doing? You dummy!" they exclaimed. The god of gods ignored her as he made the crocodiles disappear back to their homes.

The two nymphs that had cowered in fear where now standing up and smiling in triumph. "My my did you see that?" one asked. The other nodded, "Yes I did. Hey maybe," before she could even finish the floor below them had opened. Screaming the two nymphs fell into the depths of the earth.

Back in his wife' room Hades had threaded his fingers with her own but the loud boom of the earth closing had caused him to look at his brother who had just re-entered the room. He was about to say something when a twitch made him freeze. Hades' lilac eyes held hope as he whipped his head in your direction.

(e/c) orbs gingerly opened as they took in their surroundings. She could hear the one sided argument of her brother and sister in law. Turning their head to the side, she smiled as she lightly gripped the hand in hers. "My love, why the tears?"

The king of the underworld was shedding tears as he gazed at you. Lifting the hand that held yours, he deftly kissed it. Sooner than he could speak he heard a voice behind him. "(Y/NNNN)!" his sister in law zoomed past him and was on the other side of you clutching, as gently as they could, your other hand. Gazing to look at them, you smiled. Big fat tears were rolling down their big (bf e/c) doe eyes.

Smiling even more, you slightly laughed at their behavior. Hades also chuckled at the action but his smile grew more as he leaned into your forehead and kissed it. "Welcome back my lovely (Y/N)."

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This is for the sunshine that I follow on this platform. They recently had surgery and Idk why but some people think that she faked it. Well I'm gonna put out my feelings bc I recently lost someone due to cancer. She hid it from us because she didn't want us to worry. I'm still mourning. Also sorry if I made Hades out of character, I mainly write for Poseidon or some other character like him. I hopped you liked it.

[hypocriticaltypwriter]

My Mary-Ace Merrill propaganda is working~💗💖💗💖

GOD PLEASE IF YOU EVER WANNA TALK MORE ABOUT THE GIRLIES BEING FRIENDS PLEAAAASE!! I love genderfluid Ace and it's something so strangely personal to me and so sweet and he's sooo fruity and I'm sure Nancy would adore her very strange, literal queer, of a boyfriend-girlfriend.🥺🥺

Ace: Shut up Nancy! Go water the garden with your cloudy eyes why don't you! Rain floods pouring in from NANCY!!"

Mary: Ohhh shh, shh!! It's Okey! I-i used to cry a lot to when I was little! I was real bad about biting my cheeks so I didn't make sounds...bleed right in my mouth! ....oh Nancy, Nancy, it's Okey dear, come on, shh...

Ace: ....Nancy, look...go...just...Nancy go away.

Mary: Oh Nancy, ma..maybe not today i-im sick with a cold- NO! ahah, n-no don't come over I don't need soup, spring floral cold is all...

Ace: here, don't, I repeat. Don't. You. Dare. Say a word miss water works, could power so much with your damn eyes...

Mary: ...Nancy? Can...here, for, being so...sweet and friendly to me all the time, you make me feel like a real girl! -o-oh you know, somtimes a girl just doesn't feel herself is all!!

Ace: fine you can come over but do NOT go into my bedroom, or the guest room, and if you do, ask me, and do NOT open the clothes hampers or my closet understand!?

Mary: Ace isn't home! Oh yeah, I take over the guest room! But he let's me keep stuff in his room too! Awwee he, he canceled date night? Ohh...oh- OH! i-i-i can call him! He didn't Janelle he just isn't here, oh i-im sorry I'm sure he forget, Ace is forgetful...why don't I take you out! I-im no, boy or Ace, but a girls dated i-i mean a a....well why not a show and soda?

Ace: .....Nancy, I....I'm gonna go out today, but... you can...wander around today if you'd like, the house, its...free now, do your girlie snooping.

Ace: .....Surprise?? ...i..got flowers incase you hate me- you don't? ....wlel kf xource I thought you'd hate me, I'm some queer fairy playing dress up! - YOU KNEW?! oh..date..night, y-yeah guess..and the fact you don't see us together, man your really smart remind me to never skip our anniversary or try and cheat on you💖💗💖 little miss garden detective...why that? Well...you cry and flowers need water, and flowers are jn gardens, and well...your like a detective with...connecting dots- it's bad I'm sorry...

Mary: ....morning pretty girl~ wanna go to the candy shop and swim later? Hmmm?? Yesss, this is the infamous routine I do as Mary~ yes of cource it's a wig I can't grow my hair out Nancy are you crazy!? ....now come on I need help with my zipper please.

YOU HAVE TO STOP ME!!!

I WILL DEADASS DO NOTHING TO STOP YOU KEEP IT COMIN

What if I just dreamt about them all night last night guys how deep am I in oh Lord-

All these scenarios made get on my floor in a fetal position crying HELPPPPP?? AUGHHH

Richard and Nancy would do anything for their gal in making her feel safe and happy- Nancy being sweet and hanging out with her and Eyeball literally ready to throw fists at any comment or catcall thrown Mary's way.

"remind me to never skip our anniversary or try and cheat on you💖💗💖" THE WAY I CACKLEDDD

The way Ace slowly starts letting his guard down around Nancy and getting more comfortable with her learning about when she's Mary just made me... JUST PLUCK AT MY HEARTSTRINGS LIKE A HARP WILL YOU 😫

Im not normal about this anymore and it's plaguing my mind 👁👁

[onsunnyside]

HEHE MYTHOLOGY THOT INCOMING

so there's that fairytale all over asia w the hunter/cowherd/woodsman stumbling across a bathing fairy/maiden and stealing her clothes. then he wont give it back until she marries him 👀👉🏼👈🏼

i mean!! i havent decided on someone, mebbe big gruff curtis or cocky steve 😖💕 but you're naked and small, trying to hide yourself in the water while this big mortal holds your dress out of reach and he's so mean!! he says you can have it back if you're a good little fairy for him 🥺

i've never heard of that oh my !! BRANDY I LOVE THIS !!

let's go with steve !! hunter!steve is big and burly, living in his cabin and the best in the business for tracking/hunting animals. he's got his long hair and beard, ultimate daddy era, and he's so dirty !! clad in fur and leather from his prey (perhaps even some from other mythological creatures).

You try to cover yourself, holding onto any sliver of modesty you have left. The hunter just raises a brow and holds out the thin cotton woven with skeleton leaves. A small gasp flutters from your lips as a flower falls to the ground, joining your vine and twig crown.

"You want this back, don't you?" His voice is deep and rumbling. he waits for a few moments, then his blue eyes narrow to slits. "Can you speak?"

You nod hesitantly, shivering as a cold gust brushes along your wet skin. The sun sets behind the trees, bathing the pond in a yellow glow. Your skin gleams naturally, sparkling brighter than the stars. Steve would give anything to touch it, to feel you.

"Would you rather be a good fairy, or freeze and die there instead?"

You stand quickly, the water sloshes and ripples spread throughout the calm. Your teeth chatter from the abrupt rush of air and your thighs clench tightly, inevitably drawing the hunter's gaze. You quickly shield yourself, ignoring your hardening nipples against your palms.

"Good girl, now c'mon. It's getting dark, and you don't wanna be here when the beasts come out." The blond tuts, swinging his rifle over his broad shoulder. "The gods know they'll devour you in the blink of an eye."

[stealthnoodle]

Friends in Low Places: Let's Play Tears of the Kingdom

No plot, only hole.

I have finally sucked all the marrow from the bones of Hateno Village's quest scene, so I guess I'll move on, reluctantly but very fashionably.

Not to the main quest, though. I found a funky little cave nearby that led me to the beach and some handy boats parts, so it's a pirate's life for me now.

I hope at least one NPC just watched Link smack his motor to a halt in the middle of the sea and throw himself into the water grab handfuls of colorful fish, then barely make it back to his vessel before drowning. The Hero of Hyrule, everyone

My strategy for clearing the monster strongholds on PIRATE ISLAND involves a lot of hiding and hurling bombs and confusion flowers, like the noble swordsman I am.

I can clear out a pirate cove but clearing the pirates out of the nearby fishing village keeps resulting in their using my ass to swab their metaphorical deck, so I'll wander elsewhere for a bit.

This thing will kick my ass, right? Just absolutely demolish me without breaking a sweat? Let's find out:

Called it!

Gonna throw myself into Charybdis over here instead of at Scylla again, on the grounds it can't possibly go worse for me.

…Huh, finally a stupid thing I've done is both survivable AND in fact a thing I was intended to do:

Speaking of stupid things, here I am solving a "we took all your equipment, good luck" combat challenge:

Anyway I just remembered I paid ten Poes for directions to an underground Poe-buying statue, so down I go!

This thing will not be my friend even if I ask it very nicely. See, I am capable of learning!

However, I remain incapable of learning that when I talk to random researchers in the chasms, they will turn into assassins and come after me. Every time I come up like, hello new friend! Lovely day here in the depths, isn't it? I say, what a remarkably swift change of clothes! Are you asking me to admire your sharp knives? I'd be more than happy to, but it's difficult for me to see them clearly when they're moving so quickly at my vital organs, my good chum!

OH my GOD I can magically autobuild from blueprints??? I am WEEPING with joy. Best power. BEST POWER.

AUTOBUILD MY BELOVED

Why, how lovely to make your acquaintance in this dark corner of the chasm, my good fellow! Please do regale me with tales of your research! Researching the sharpness of swords, are you? Splendid! I don't mind telling you that the one you're swinging about now is exceedingly sharp!

MISSION ABORT:

Hail and well met, my studious fellow! Why yes, I would be most eager to hear about your dissertation! On the topic of stabbing, is it? Of course I'd be delighted to participate in your research!

Call me Spider-Man's ill-fated Broadway debut because I sure am turning off the dark:

Okay let's remember the world above for a bit. I'm too beautiful to hide myself away forever:

I enjoyed getting the musicians across a river because they complain a lot about being jostled but I still got to swing them dangerously around quite a bit before they put their fancy feet down. Idk why I'm bothering with Great Fairies, though, because they never want to let me enhance the only clothing I care about.

Another thing I enjoy: abruptly realizing I have been misinterpreting the eye parts of the steward constructs. Pretty sure the game wants me to see the image on the left, rather what I've been seeing on the right:

[hotforharrysheart]

Forever

Harry drives you the short distance back into town and pulls into the long drive of the blue cottage. He hoists the bags out of the Rover and leaves them by the boot, grabs your hand and you both walk to the front door.  

Helen opens the door and greets you both, her smile as big as you’ve ever seen it. You furrow your brow because everyone seems a little off but when Thomasina rubs against your leg you forget all about it and pick her up, kissing her face and scratching behind her ears. Ron comes in and greets you both and whisks Harry away leaving Helen to show you the tomatoes she picked from the garden and the honey she got from the farmers market.

You kiss Thomasina one last time and set her down when Bennett comes bounding in and gruffly nuzzles his nose into your knee.  

“Bennett! I’ve missed you!”  

He licks your dress by way of response and you and Helen both laugh at his antics. “You’re a silly beast but we love you!” Helen teases him as he barks loudly, tongue wagging.  

Harry and Ron come in from the porch about that time and Ron assures you he’ll have the Rover back tomorrow.  

You walk back along the driveway and grab your bags and walk slowly back to the pink cottage.  

He can’t help but look over at you as you walk as his fingers slowly fiddle with the rings in his pants pocket.  

You catch him staring and smile. He’s happy here, you think and that makes you look down and blush.

He unlocks the door and steps in the foyer. He drops his bag and smiles. It’s perfect, he thinks. There are electric candles strewn down the hall and a path of rose petals.

You come in behind him and drop your bag and then look down the hallway and then at him. “What’s all this?”

He shakes his head. “I dunno. Shall we?” He asks, grabbing your hand.  

You nod and you walk down the hallway to the kitchen and follow the petals to the kitchen and then to the back door. You both gasp as you see the backyard. “Oh my god! It’s so beautiful!”  

“It really is,” he says, amazed at how masterfully Ron and Helen had decorated. There were electric candles everywhere and fairy lights strung on the trees and flowers everywhere.  

You look up at him. “Ron and Helen?”

“Has ta be. Probably wanted ta thank us for their weddin’. Ron’s been askin’ wha’ he can do ta make it up ta me.” He smiles. “Do ya like it?”

“I love it!”

“C’mon let’s go out an’ see it up close.”

He unlatches the door and you walk out and look around, mouth open. It’s like something out of a movie.  

You see the blanket with the electric candles set up at the same time and you walk slowly over to it. There’s sparkling water on ice, glasses and a small basket.  

You kneel down and pull back the napkin and smell lemon. “Mmmm…lemon drop cookies. Helen only makes these on special occasions.” You pull one out and sit down and he sits down next to you. You hand him the cookie and grab another one for yourself.  

He taps his cookie to yours. “Cheers!”

You giggle. “Cheers.” You take a bite and close your eyes. “Oh my god…these are amazing!”

He smiles and takes a bite. “Damn…these are good.”

You finish your cookies and he pours the sparkling water. “I want another one!”

He laughs his breathy little laugh. “Ok, but ya have ta move closer ta me,” he says spreading his legs and beckoning you over.

You wiggle back against him finding your comfortable place as he’s perched against the railing on the deck. He draws up his knees on either side of your body then wraps his arms around your shoulders and torso. He closes his eyes and takes a breath to think about this moment, the sounds, the scents, the feel of your body snuggled back against his. He noses against your ear. “Love ya, baby.  Mmm…smell like sugared lemons an’ the sea…could eat ya up,” he says play biting your neck. You smooth your hands down his arms around you and squeeze his forearms then turn your head toward his face, “oh yeah, bet I taste like lemons too,” you say pouting your lips out for a kiss.  

He happlily acquiesces and places an open-mouthed kiss on your lips making sure to lick his way inside. Holding a final bite of cookie in your hand you pull back from his lips and hold it to his mouth. He opens as you pop it onto his tongue making sure to swipe your finger on his wet lips as he sucks the sugary crumbs from you. You then pop the wet finger in your mouth and suck his sugary sweet saliva off it.

“Jesus, baby, ev’rythin’ ya do makes me hard, ya cripple me,” he says bucking his pelvis slightly for emphasis. Sure enough, he’s hard as steel against your soft bum.

“Harry…” you whisper softly and lean your forehead against his chin.

“Are ya ‘appy, ma love?”

“Yes, it’s so sweet to have something like this to come home to, I need ta bake something for them…do something to thank them.”

“I thin’ tha’s a sweet idea, baby.”

You slide your hands closer to his and his heartbeat picks up. He again leans his lips in to your ear leaving small kisses and inhales deeply trying his best to remain calm as your hands run over his. You softly stroke his hand and rest your head back on his shoulder talking mindlessly about getting back to work

next week and something about making sure you hang up your swim suit from the boat today so it’ll dry. Your hand finally begin fingering his rings and he gulps audibly.

“Did you like it?” You say and Harry remains quiet. “Harry? Did you hear me?” You say running your forefinger over the ring on his forefinger, then moving to his middle finger, and so on. You turn your head to capture his attention and he’s just staring at your hands.

You follow his sight, shrug and say, “Harry…honey, are you ok?”

“Uhh… yeah, ‘m…’m s’sorry, wha’ d’ya ask?” he says shaking his head slightly and plastering a smile on his lips.

“I was wonder what…,” you stop when your fingers get to his pinky, and you feel it. His eyes close for a moment and he inhales deeply. “…What’s this, is this new?” You ask as you turn your attention to his hand, tugging at his pinky finger so you can get a better look at the new ring there.  

You find a six carat round solitare set in a octagonal setting with a filigree band. The art deco design is stunning. “I didn’t know you got any new jewelry,” you murmur and squint your eyes trying to get a better look at it.

He smiles broadly and props his arms on his knees dangling his hands in front of you. “Well, baby, was wan’in’ ta talk ta ya abou’ tha’ ring? Like it?” He reaches up to brush your hair behind your ear. His eyes hold yours captive, both of you glassy with emotion. No words, no actions, just a communication of lover to lover…a realization, an audible inhale and exhale of each other. He leans his nose to yours and nuzzles, then places a soft kiss to your forehead holding his lips there. Your hair smells of the sea and coconut oil. “You…,” he says squeezing your cheeks and kissing down your nose to rest his forehead against yours. “Ya ma everythin’. Take everythin’ else away an’ it’ll always be…you an’ me.” You feel his eye lashes flutter against your brows, “‘S always been hard fo’ me ta jus’ communicate ma feelin’s other than in ma music, but wi’ you, I’m jus’ free…I breathe wi’ ya…ma heart knows its home is wi’ ya, I ‘no ya like I ‘no ma own body…ya smell, ya sounds, the way ya feel on ma fingers, the way ya taste on ma tongue…’S jus’…” He sniffles and rolls his forehead slightly against yours, “like we have tha same blood runnin’ in our bodies… an’ everythin’ ‘ll ever need fo’ the rest of ma life is right ‘ere in ma arms. God, I never wanna lose this mo’.” He closes his eyes, inhales deeply as a tear drops from his eye to your cheek. “An’ I wanna protect this – need ta hold it…hold ya, keep ya…an’ tha family we’re makin’ tagether, righ’ ‘ere, righ’ now away from anythin’ tha’ could ever hurt it,” he rasps with a low, thick accent. “Who ya are is who I am an’ all I ever wan’ be. Gonna be mine, no…fuck tha’, ya ARE mine.”

“Oh, Harry…,” you mutter with a soft whimper, hands grasping his on your cheeks.

He gently pulls your left hand down and wiggles the ring from his pinky, sliding it on your ring finger.

You look at it, tears of joy sliding down your cheeks. It’s beautiful and you can’t believe he did this.

The ring on your hand catches his eye, “Fuckin’ love tha’ ring on ya,” he says just before his tilts his head and opens his mouth to yours.  

You open for him and his tongue slowly traces your teeth and darts in to taste yours. His thumbs pull at the skin on your cheeks as his mouth closes to suck in your bottom lip. He tilts his head the other way to take your mouth from a different direction. “Mmm…,” he moans deeply savoring your taste. He draws a hand down your neck and strokes your pulse point with his thumb back and forth, back and forth as his mouth devours yours. He pulls away breathless, “I jus’…fuck, ‘m such a bastard…,” he says stopping to squeeze his eyes shut and chastise himself.  

You pull away slightly and squeeze his wrists. “Wait, what…what is it, H?”  

He opens his eyes and you see the fire that’s burning through him. “Fuckin’ wan’ ya…need ya in nothin’ bu’ my jewelry,” he kisses your lips softly and fingers his initials on your necklace, “on ya neck, an’ ya ankle, an’ ma ring on ya finger.” He moves in to kiss your ear and whisper, “Nothin’ else. Ev’ry inch of ya bare ta me.” Pulling away he nods up toward the second floor of the cottage, “In tha bed where I first took ya after months, fuck years, of wantin’ ya, watchin’ ya… Won’ matter how many times I hav’ ya…never be like it will be tanight when ya ‘ave tha’ ring on fo’ tha first time.”

You swallow the lump in your throat at the way he’s bearing his soul, “Harry, don’t you know that’s what I want too?”

“Come, babe…let’s celebrate,” he says placing a kiss to your nose and lacing his fingers in yours.

He’s silent as he leads you through the door. He stops to lock it behind him relying on muscle memory to place the latch as he can’t keep his eyes off of yours. No words, just eyes on each other, the air thick with anticipation and desire. Clasping your hand, he slowly leans in to kiss you just inside the doorway. “First kiss in our cottage wearin’ it,” he says running his thumb over your ring.

Your body is on fire for him. His sentimental way…the way he loves making a memory as much as you do. You cock your head to one side searching his eyes, wondering if he has any idea how much you love him…want him.

“Yeah, I know,” he says as if he read your mind in some supernatural way. Your eyes go wide at his mind read.  

“My god…,” you whisper. Perhaps you’ve never been so in tune with each other; it makes the hair on your arms stand and your nipples crinkle and harden. He raises his hand to cup your neck; his thumb feeling the steady thump of your heartbeat; his eyes skim down your neck to your shirt where you feel his glance on your breasts. He might as well have placed his hands on you because his eyes are having the same effect. Rather than shy away from the obvious arousal, you slightly bow your back pushing your chest out reaching for more of the stimulation only he can provide. “Want you, Harry,” you whisper.

“Le’s go, love,” he says pulling you toward the stairs. Unlike any other time where he would have you walk in front of him, he takes the stairs slowly, one at a time, ahead of you while he has your hand tightly clasped in his. He’s taken control, he’s leading…and whether he intended the move or not, he’s showing his dominance by pulling you to your bedroom. And you couldn’t possibly be any more aroused by his actions. He’s an incredible lover - tender when necessary, dominate when the time is right…his ability to read your needs, to fuck your soul…that is the best foreplay.  

“Harry…,” you whisper as you reach the door to your bedroom.

“Yes, love?”

You flex your thighs together slightly, “I’m so wet.”

He pulls your hand up to his mouth and kisses your fingers, “I know, baby, I know. Got ma honey all over ya, huh, Jezebel?”

You simply nod, blushing and smiling softly. “Are you hard?” You ask sheepishly.

“As a rock,” he says pulling your hand down to press the back of your palm to the front of his crotch.

“Show me,” you say stepping past him…switching places and pulling him into the room to the bench at the foot of your bed. You sit down in front of him and pull up his shirt so you can kiss just below his bellybutton.

He crisscrosses his arms and grabs his shirt and strips it off. His golden skin over taunt abs is warm to the touch. He leans down to strip your dress from your body leaving you in a pale pink sheer strapless bra and matching sheer bikini panties. He runs his fingers through your hair as you work to unbutton and unzip his shorts. You slide your left hand down his tummy and his hand covers yours to stop you. You look up and he’s just staring at the ring on your finger. He opens his mouth as if to say something then closes it and shakes his head.

“I’m yours Harry,” you say reassuringly with a tear rolling down your cheek as he pulls you up to your feet.

You see him gulp and clench his jaw, “tha’s right, fo’ fo’ever.  

You lean forward to kiss his chest over his heart, “I love you so much.” You rid him of the rest of his clothes. He wasn’t kidding, he was hard as a rock…his thick cock so hard it’s straight against his tummy even as he stands. You can’t help but suck in your bottom lip as you trace the prominent vein on the underside up to the ridge around the edge of his leaking head. “So hard…” you murmur. He inhales loudly and places his hand over yours to stop you and holds your stare as he thumbs your engagement ring.  

Finally, he reaches around to undo your bra and licks his lips when your breasts fall out of the confines. “God damn, baby, this body…,” he says scanning your breasts. “Lifetime ta learn all tha ways ta please it,” he says running a finger down your sternum, abdomen, tummy to the waistband of your panties, “Map ev’ry freckle, kiss ev’ry inch over an’ over…still won’ be long enough. But, fuck, ‘f ‘m not gon’ try.”

He bends down to take your panties off. Once you’ve stepped out of them, he pulls them to his nose as he straightens and inhales deeply unashamed to close his eyes and savor your scent. You blush furiously and look away, embarrassed at how wet they are.

He hooks his finger under your chin and pulls your eyes to his, “I don’ wan’ ya ta ever be shy about ya body or the way I worship it, fuckin’ love tha way ya smell, how wet ya get fo’ me.”

“Okay,” you whisper.

He drops your panties on the bench and wraps his arms around your waist, pulling you up to his chest. “Can feel ya nipples pressed against me, we’re both hard for each other, hmm?” he says with a chuckle. “Crawl up on tha bed, baby, lay on ya back, please.”

You turn and start to crawl up the foot of the bed. “Wait,” he whispers as you stop on all fours. He leans forward and kisses the dimples at the base of your spine then lower to each bum cheek. You want more so you lay your head down on the bed and position your body so your pussy is on full display for him. “Wan’ ma kiss here?” He asks running his finger along the cleft between your legs.

“Yes, Harry kiss my body like I’m all yours.”

“Jesus, babe…” he mutters before he bends down to run his tongue through your wet pussy. “Touch y’self, show me ma ring on ya finger,” he demands.

You reach your left hand between your legs and run your middle and ring fingers through your slit, back to where the solitaire reflects the lamp light in his sight.

He groans and reaches forward to touch your fingers…to touch the ring, “Love tha way it looks on ya finger ‘gainst my cunt. Turn over, swee’heart.”

You turn over and he helps you plant your feet flat on the bench the rest of your body resting on the bed. You can’t help the way your hips swivel missing the stimulation. “Harry, touch me…please…”

“Wanna taste, baby… please I need a taste…,” he says as he kneels down. He begins with soft kisses on the inside of your knees and down the insides of your thighs. He places open mouth kisses on your pussy lips. He reaches up to place your left hand on your pelvis and runs his fingers along your ring as his tongue circles your sensitive bundle of nerves. He stops long enough to say, “Wan’ ya eyes baby, watch me….”

Your breathing picks up and your back arches off the bed, “Haahhh…Ahhh...Ahhh...Ahhh!” You grab a fist of his hair and grip it tightly.  

He pops off your clit and growls, “Christ! Harder, babe,”  

You grip the fistful of hair tighter as he pulls one long suck on your clit at the same time. Your head and shoulders come up off the mattress, “Oh my god! Harry!”

“Cum fo’ me, baby, come on…I’m right here…show me how good it feels!”

You whimper loudly as the contractions shake your body to your core and your legs try to close up, but his shoulders hold you open. You release his hair and replace it with a handful of the duvet, unconsciously pulling and twisting it.

“Awh, yeeaahhh…there’s my girl…keep goin’, baby…yeah don’ stop…s’fuckin’ beautiful…s’sexy when ya cum fo’ me…these orgasms are mine…”

Your breathing starts to slow and you turn over on your side and curl up trying to regain some control over your body as the shivering sets in.

He stands and crawls up behind you. “Baby? Ya ok? Ya all curled up on me…swee’heart?” he asks kissing your shoulder.

“Mmm…,” you respond on a shiver.

“Let’s get ya under tha blanket,” he says as he stands and tucks his hands under your knees and behind your shoulders to help scoot you up the bed and under the duvet.  

You nod, panting still, “Just don’t stop Harry, it’s not the same without you inside me…please, it’s good, but I need to feel you. Please tell me you want me still…are you hard?”

“Shh…shh…baby, feel me…,” he says grabbing your hand and pulling it behind you and placing it on his hard leaking cock. You shiver at the action and let out a long sigh as your eyes flutter back in your head. “Feel how much I need ya…jus’ wan’ ya ta calm d...Ooooo…baby, tha’ feels s’good,” he says as you massage his cock. You turn over so you can get both hands on him and your left hand wrapped around his cock and your right-hand massaging his balls. You slip your middle finger along his perineum, and he groans at the stimulation.  

“That feel good?” You ask as he bends one knee to give you better access.

“Feel’s fuckin’ fantastic, like nothin’ I ever felt be…hahh…fore,” he says with his brows furrowed and jaw slack. “But righ’ now I wan’ inside ma fiancé…I wanna put ma cock inside ma future wife, wanna fill her up.” You turn over on your back under the duvet, open your legs and pull your knees up. Harry slips into the cradle of your thighs. “Ready fo’ me?”

You push up to kiss him, “Yes, please.”

He grins, “So polite…”

You return his smile as he guides himself to your wetness. He slides his cock up and down through your wetness before he positions himself at your entrance and pushes in slowly.

Your back bows and your head digs into the pillow, “Unnnghh…” you groan as he pushes in.

“Ya gotta relax babe, s’tight on me. Look at me.” Tears in your eyes you stop and look into his eyes.

“Hi baby,” he says with a smile he reserves only for you, “Ya so wound up…shhh…can ya breathe fo’ me, love?”

You nod then take a deep breath and slowly release it, opening your body as much as you can so he can slip in the rest of the way and he holds still deep inside. He presses his forehead to yours, “How ya feelin’ my Jezebel?”

“So good…” you reply swiveling your hips.

“’M gon’ fill ya up like this ev’ryday fo’ the rest of our lives. Fuckin’ love bein’ this deep in ya, when ya so tight,” he kisses your lips, “warm,” he kisses your cheek, “an’ wet,” he whispers in your ear grinding his pelvis against your clit.  

You wrap your legs around his lower back and that pulls him in just that much farther. Wrapping your arms around his waist, your hand slides down to his bum. “I love you, H. I love you so much,” you say pulling him in close.

He pulls out and pushes back in slow and deep, setting a steady pace. “Ah…” you gasp and let out a small sigh.

“’S like comin’ home, innit?”  

“Yessss…I can feel your heartbeat inside me when you move this slow. it’s racing right now, just like mine,” you breathe out meeting his stare.

He shifts to slip a hand under your hips, “Jesus, baby…feel so good,” he says picking up the pace with a swivel and grind of his hips on every thrust.

“Mmmm…Harry, promise me…,” you squeeze him tighter as he pumps inside you, “don’t let me go, please don’t ever let me go…”

“Fuck baby, never…never…I love ya s’much,” he says feeling the tingle at the base of his spine.

“Haahh..Har-ry..Har-ry, I’m gon-na cum again…I’m so close,” you call out quietly.

“No, look at me, don’ ya hold back, no’ tanigh’, wanna hear ya…” he says on a particularly deep thrust.

“AH! AH! AaaHhhh!”

“Good girl…Fuck, fuck, fuck…cummmmming!! Love ya so fuckin’ much!!” he growls out before going still and holding deep. You can feel him pulse inside you as he empties himself on a held breath. Finally he collapses a panting heap that feels so incredible.  

“Babe, am I hurtin’ ya?” He whispers in your ear.

“No, please, don’t move, stay there. Wanna feel you as long as I can.” You smile up at him, your fingers playing with the damp curls on the nape of his neck.

He smiles back and kisses you, pressing soft open mouth kisses against your mouth. He rolls off you and reaches down to grab a T shirt and meets your eyes as he gently cleans you up.  

Your left hand subconsciously moves to finger your initial necklace and you bite your bottom lip. You can’t believe this is happening. It’s everything and more than you ever wanted and it’s overwhelming.  

He moves back to lay down next to you, watching mesmerized as your ring catches the light. “C’mere,” he says, pulling you closer to him. He grabs your hand and gently rubs his fingers over your ring.  

You can tell he’s thinking about something.  

“How do ya wanna tell everyone?”

You hold your finger over his mouth and says, "not tonight, honey. Can we please just live in the moment for tonight?"

He grabs your hand and kisses your fingers. “Give ya anythin’ ya wan’, Jezebel, know tha’.”

You smile. “I just want you, Harry. It’s always been you,” you say, snuggling into his chest.  

“G’night, Jezebel,” he says kissing the top of your head.  

“Goodnight.”  

He smiles and kisses your head again. She’s mine forever, he thinks as he closes his eyes.

The sun had just begun to peek over the horizon when you felt the niggle of morning calling you. Still relaxed from a sweet rest you could barely manage to lift your eyebrows much less crack your eyes. You took a deep breath and stretched your legs, pointing your toes under the sheet. As awareness began to dawn, you felt Harry’s back to you as he lay sleeping.  “Little spoon,” you whisper and smile as you drag your hand over his side from where you had wrapped yourself around his back. As you did, something caught on the sheet…you frowned and raised your head to look down, then you remembered…THE RING! You quickly prop up on your right elbow and hold your hand up in the air as you squint to get your eyes to focus. There it was. And it was gorgeous. And the man laying little spoon to your big spoon next to you had given it to you. Harry…your Harry had asked you to be his for the rest of your lives. And you had without a shadow of a doubt, joyously said you would be honored to be his partner for life. Dreams really do come true. They really, really do.

You lean forward and place a sweet kiss between his shoulder blades. He still smells of sunscreen and the sea. A quick review down his body at the rumpled bed reminds you of the way he’d made love to you after, how much you needed each other…celebrated your love. He might be a singer himself, but he also knew how to make you sing like beautiful exotic bird. You shiver at the memory…shiver from the roots of your hair down to the tips of your curled toes. You smooth his left shoulder and slide your arm down his to where it lays relaxed against his lower abdomen. He inhales deeply and lets out a soft groan. You couldn’t help but smile against the back of his neck.

“Honey?” You ask watching the little wisps of hair at the edge of his ear blow softly with your breath. “You won’t believe the dream I had?” you kiss his shoulder, “dreamed that this incredibility handsome, talented man asked me to be his wife,” you kiss between his shoulder blades.

“Ya did, hmmm?” he rasps in a low very husky morning voice.

“Mm-hmm. And look?” you say pushing your hand forward in front of his face, “Woke up and this stunning ring is on my finger?! Isn’t it beautiful?” you mutter against his skin just before you giggle.

He grabs your hand and pulls it toward his mouth and smiles against your palm. He turns his head just enough to say, “S’ tell me abou’ this lucky bastard…’m thinkin’ I may need ta ‘ave a ‘lil talk wi’ ‘em?” He mumbles sleepily.

“Oh, he’s pretty fuckin’ amazing, he’s talented, thoughtful and kind…” you say as your kiss along his shoulder and ear.

“Sounds fuckin’ borin’ ta me…” he teases.

You squeeze his hand, “God no, last thing he is is boring…he’s also, funny, and romantic, passionate and sexy,” you say threading and unthreading and admiring the way your ringed hand looks in his, “he an incredible…lover,” you kiss his tricep, “he plays my body, like he plays any one of a zillion instruments.”

He turns over and props his head on his hand as you lie back on the pillow, “He does, hmmm?” he smirks and leans forward to nuzzle his nose on yours. You nod your head. “Does he touch ya tha way ya wanna be touched?” he asks pulling the sheet down your breasts.

You nod and whisper, “Yes.”

He cups your cheek and continues to nuzzle his nose on yours but adds his lips to the equation, rubbing them across yours as he speaks, “Mmmm, an’ does he kiss ya in all tha righ’ places?”  

“Yessss,” you slur bringing your hand up to card through the curls on the side of his head.

“Can he make ya cum over an’ over again?” he asks as his finger circles your nipple.

Your body shivers and goosebumps rise all over your body. “God, yes,” you whisper biting your bottom lip.

“So beautiful,” he says as his eyes travel down to your breasts, “Does he know ya like ya this?” he asks before he nips at your nipples.

“Haahhh…hahhh…mmmm!”

“Does he know abou’ ya honey…hmm, love? Does he know how good ya taste?” he says against your breast while his eyes stare into yours. He moves his hand down to your tummy, “Can he make ya cum on his tongue?” he asks just before he sucks your nipple in to his mouth.

“AHHH…AH…AH…AH…A…”

His teeth nibble your nipple just like you like and you cry out, the fingers of your right hand digging into his curls. “Well, can he make ya cum on his tongue?” He asks, popping off of your breast.  

“Yes! His tongue is so so good!”

“Hmmm…” he says, kisses trailing down your stomach and situating himself between your thighs. “Let’s see if I can do better, yeah?”  

He licks a hard stripe up your slit and suctions his mouth to your clit. Normally he’d tease you for a bit but he just wants to make you cum.  

You’re panting above him, fingers twisting in his soft curls. “Oh! Fuck!”

He pops off, your honey glistening on his chin. “Gonna cum fo’ me?” He uses the point of his tongue to lick your clit quickly.  

“Ahhh! Oh god…please!”

He smiles. “Eyes on me, Jezebel,” he says, grabbing your left hand and intertwining your fingers.  

You look down at him and follow his eyes to your interlocked hands. Then he bends his head to you once again and sucks your clit back in his mouth, tongue working quickly.  

You’re writhing and squirming and he uses his other hand to hold you down. You arch your back as you feel your orgasm approaching. “Ohhhhh….ohhhh…ohhhh….Hahhh…fuck cumming!” You cry out as your hips jerk and you cum for him, tugging his hair hard causing him to groan against your sensitive nerves.  

His lips curve into a smirk against you but he keeps licking and licking until he feels you push his head back. He kisses back up your body until his lips are hovering over yours. “Can he do tha’, darling? Or is tha’ jus’ me?”

“You know it’s only you…it’s only ever been you and now it’ll only ever been me an’ you…forever,” you whisper raising your lips to meet his. “Make love to me, Harry, fill me up, like only you can…hold me forever and don’t ever let go.”

“I love you so much, swee’heart,” he says leaning on one elbow and grabbing your left hand. “S’much,” he says kissing the ring before he grasps it with his forefinger and thumb while it’s still on your finger. “’S a never-ending symbol, no beginning, no end,” he says emphasizing the circle with a furrowed brow and clenched jaw.  

You smooth your other hand on his cheek, “I love you so much, Harry.”

He presses your hand to his lips again then pulls it between you, “Put me inside you, babe…please,”

You hold him tight in your hand, savoring the feeling of his hardness.

He closes his eyes with the feel of your hand on him and exhales heavily then rests his forehead on yours.  

“Feel good?”

“So fuckin’ good.”

You swipe his hard cock through your wetness, back and forth, drunk on the feel of his velvet cockhead rubbing against your sensitive clit. “My god, H….”

“Can feel ya clit, s’like a lil pearl…ya so wet, leakin’ all ov’r ya, baby,” he whispers against your lips as he swivels his pelvis every so slightly. You can tell he trying not to rut. “Please, love…,” he groans.

You whimper as you position him at your entrance and catch his eye and you nod a silent encouragement to push in. You can feel his abdomen flex and his pelvis press in as he enters you just an inch. He stops and sucks in a deep breathe and closes his eyes briefly, “Fuccckkk….”

You hold your breath for just a couple of seconds as he pushes in further, his blown out, lusty eyes looking deeply into yours. “More,” you gasp as your hand grips his side.

He pushes in deeper and deeper still as you both move gently rock up on the mattress. Once he’s bottomed out, he reaches down to pull your left thigh up high on his waist. Grappling for your left hand he threads his fingers and holds it over your head. Propped on his elbows, he smiles down at you. “Love ya sounds, tha way ya relax when ’m deep.”

He rolls his hips causing him to pull out slightly and push in again, the ridge of his cock running against your g-spot. You furrow your brows and open your mouth slack with a breathy moan. “Tha’ good? Tha’ our spot…my spot?”

You lift your head slightly and bite your bottom lip, nodding yes. “Ahhh…yes, s-s-so good, do it again….yeah…like that..s-slow…Ahhh,” you drop your head and grin, “Ahhh…yeah, that’s it…just like…mmm…” you whimper fluttering your eyes and digging your head into the pillow.

He kisses down your jaw to your ear, “Fuck ya slow an’ deep…start ev’ryday buried deep inside ya. Ya like tha’, hmm? Wanna wake up wi’ me inside ya ev’ryday?”

“Yes, yes…mmmm…” you moan in his ear causing goosebumps to break out all over his body.

“Fuckin’ hell, baby…so warm an’ wet,” he says pumping in and out deeply in a slow, but deep steady pace. “Christ, I love fuckin’ ya like this…can feel ya squeezin’ me. Move wi’ me, babe….yeah, jus’…jus’ like tha’… ya gon’ cum fo’ me, hmm? Can feel ya flutter…Come on baby, wan’ ya ta cum first…”

“Harry, can’t last, I-I-I just…oh god,” you say on a particularly deep thrust that has his pelvic bone hitting your clit. “I’m…I’m! Hahh! Hahh!... Har-ry! Har-ry! Love you love you”

“Come on, love…cum for me, gonna cum with ya…gonna cum wi’……ya….!” He groans as his body stiffens deep inside you, his warm cum deep and leaking down the sides of your channel.

You both collapse, panting, “Don’ wanna hurt ya, but wanna feel ya finish…ya still flutterin’,” he says against your neck.

“No stay, stay… please don’t move, sorry if the bed’s wet…I’m just so wet and I can feel our cum leaking out.”

“Jesus, love, I don’t fuckin’ care abou’ a wet spot, think ‘s sexy when I fill ya up. Wan’ fill ya up as much as I can…” he says smiling and kissing your nose. “Got no business havin’ sex if I can’t handle a ‘lil wetness. Got ya cum all ov’r me…wan’ it all ov’r me. I love ya so much.”

“Mmmm…I love you too,” you tell him, pressing your lips to his. You close your eyes and bite your lip.  

“Know tha’ look. Bet if I moved jus’ righ’ ya’d cum again, wouldn’t ya?”

You smile and nod your head.  

“Reach ya hand between us an’ rub ya clit fo’ me.”  

You both watch as your hand moves down your throat and then down your body. You gasp as your fingers find your clit.  

“Rub it fo’ me.”

Your fingers circle your clit and your breathing picks up. “Mmmm…”

He bites his bottom lip. “Fuck, can feel ya flutterin’ ‘round me harder now. Ya close, righ’?”

You nod and move your fingers faster. “Ahhh!!! Mmmm…oh god…I’m cumming!”

He watches in awe as you throw your head back in pleasure and grimaces as he feels you pulsing around him. “Fuck! Ya body is incredible. The way ya can jus’ cum an’ cum. Amazin’,” he says pressing his lips to your lips.  

“Mmmm…it’s you. You do this to me. Jesus, H,” you pant out.  

“Lemme get ya cleaned up. Be righ’ back,” he says, getting up, grabbing a warm washcloth, and gently cleaning you both up. He crawls back in the bed next to you, bringing your left hand to his chest, fingering your ring.  

You sigh. “I’m so happy to be engaged to you but can we keep it between us for a while? I just…I want it to be our secret.”

He smiles. “Yeah…tha’s wha’ I think too.”  

You hear a knock on the door and Bennett barking and you both smile.  

“Guess we better get dressed.”

“At least we can celebrate with them!”

He smiles and kisses you quickly.  

“Can we call Anne later and tell her too? I…want to celebrate with her too.”

He kisses you quickly. “Tha’ means a lot. C’mon, let’s get dressed.”

You throw on clothes quickly and Harry runs down the stairs and opens the door to see Ron with his hand up ready to knock again.  

“Oh sorry Harry. We thought ya maybe didn’t hear us.”

Harry smiles shyly. “We were…uh…well, we weren’t up yet,” he says, cheeks pink.  

You bound down the stairs. “Good morning! H, why haven’t you invited them in?!”

He kisses your temple. “Jus opened tha door woman. Bu’ yeah, please come in.”

“No, no we can’t. We were jus’ droppin’ tha car off an’ brough’ ya some breakfast,” Ron says.

“Please come in. We want to thank you for the set up last night and celebrate!”

The Chapmans’ look at each other. “Well, if we’re no’ intrudin’, we’d love ta,” Helen says and Harry pulls the door open for them to come through.  

Harry takes their jackets and then there are hugs and kisses all around.  

Helen pulls back and grabs your left hand. Her hand flies to her mouth. “It’s beautiful. I’m so happy fo’ ya both,” she says, pulling both of you to her in a hug.  

Ron pats Harry on the back and pulls you in for a hug. “My sweet girl,” he says, hugging you tightly.  

Tears of joy are streaming down your face as he lets you go. “Let’s see the ring,” he says, wiping his eyes.  

You hold out your left hand and Harry places his hand underneath yours.  

Ron and Helen lean over and examine the ring again.  

“Thank you for everything you did for us last night. It was perfect,” you say, eyes meeting Harry’s before looking back to Ron and Helen.  

“We were happy ta do it,” Ron says. “Ya belong tagether.”  

“C’mon, let’s go have some breakfast,” Harry says, smiling his most radiant smile. “Love ya, my Jezebel,” he says, putting his arm around you and heading into the kitchen.

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Still thoughts about Tears of the Kingdom (SPOILERS)

The Great Fairies look like they want to eat the small man when they first emerge

Zonai Zelda is so cute

The memories bro the memories

THERE IS A SECOND GIANT HORSE

Why cant I put flowers in their mane

Please let me marry Zonai Zelda

Rauru is like lmao Zelda I wont die *dies*

Rauru dont give Zelda more trauma she has been through so much already

Rauru is like "we will put this all on Link"

HE'S BEEN THROUGH ENOUGH

I will write angry fanfic about this

Gleeoks are so terrifying what the fuck

You can upgrade your horses

What did they do to my beautiful dessert

They let me in as a man??? Noooo I was waiting to enjoy the complicated feelings of Link's gender again

Riju looks so good in this new look

Its so hot everywhere

Nooo my coins my coins!!!

Again doing shrines because I need hearts and stamina

I am a well enthusiast

I caught the golden horsie

Trying to find a perfect colored 5* speed horse is hard

Why are there gleeoks everywhere

IVE BEEN COLLECTING HORSE GEAR

Outfits my one true love

My horses are so cute

Let me customize the big horses pleaseee

I need to murder more deer for coins

Need to go deal with the Lurelin Village Pirates

DID I FREAK OUT ABOUT GIBDOS YET

I HATE THEM

Sorry I write these while Im not playing so I dont always remember to go in order

Im also writing fanfic because of course I am look at me

YOU CAN MAKE PICKAXES FROM THE MOBLIN HORNS

Im having so much fun

Shrines are becoming less awful

MY GOD I HATE GANONDORF

NOT SONIA

NOOOO

Wait how is Zelda the descendant of Sonia and Rauru if Sonia died without children

I saved this man's goats

Satori mountain is said to have endura carrots. I need them please

THE STICKY ARMOR LOOKS SO COOL

Im pro-all armors that show off Link's cool arm

I looked up how to get to Hestu and

I know what I need to do but I dont have the strength to do it

No joke theyre evil for this

How do I get gloom resistant armor

Playing the Zora main questline

The sky island has moon gravity!!

Where is Kass

The new dragon is a Light Dragon

Finally some good fucking food (All the apples on satori mountain)

Me: oh shit blood moon should be soon

Literally the next night: blood moon

Im a psychic

You are correct Roman there is so many apples here you do deserve some here you go baby boy

The checkmark you get for caves is if you killed the Bubbulfrog in there

I need to kill more

I want the full mystic armor

I have one friend who isnt into LOZ and I could tell all this to her but its no fun if she knows nothing about it

She does send me Zelda memes tho. 10/10 friend

Finally endura carrots

WAIT HOLD ON YIGA CLOTHES

OMG FINALLY

I love Malanya so much

Best god

I love Sidon but my god is he just in the way during the Water Temple

On the way, making me waste my bubbles, why do I have to be next to him to get the bubble

GET OUT OF THE WAY LET ME HIT THE CROCODILE

Useless

Hearing Zelda being referred to as the Sage of Time >>>>

Also I will not shut up about how pretty Zelda is

I have to draw her

Im a simple lesbian

My switch camera is full of screenshots of her

Every cutscene has her be so pretty

Sidon made me my own copy of him

And this man isnt marrying me

KING DOREPHAN DIDNT DIE

YAY

I dont think I could have handled that

WAIT SIDON'S BECOMING KING???

My camera roll is also full of screenshots of Sidon

NOO YONA BECAME QUEEN

DONT CALL HER BELOVED SIDON

SIDON STOP CALLING HER ENDEARING NAMES

SIDON

Yona is actually really sweet Im just having a moment

A sad day for Sidon lovers everywhere

King Sidon is handsome

He literally got on his knees to swear a vow to me and gave me a ring and married Yona

Yona is cute and I love her

Like her voice too

She's adorable

Maybe we can do a triad

Political(ish) marriage + one crackhead who attracts all the trouble

No because I still actively avoid spots where there used to be guardians

I was at a stable and went "no cant go that way there's guardians"

Nightmares wont give up ever apparently

ALSO HAVE YALL SEEN THE TIKTOKS OF LIKE

PEOPLE ABUSING THE BACKBAG KOROKS

There has been so many crucifications. The Korok Space Program. Fire is involved

I've also seen people build bombers and mechs

I love it

It seems so wild to me because I dont build in this game

If I can avoid it

I do use the dispensers but thats because its gambling

But all the material spots just get ignored

Nope

Dont care

Im going on Roman (my horsie)

But I love everyone is vibing

But still. I need easy mode

These posts are how I process the game btw. Been surprised that people have liked them. I will keep going because I have to process what I feel about things (doctor's orders)

[fireemblems24]

Fire Emblem Engage 15 - 17

Spoilers for FE Engage 15+. Though, this game is way better at gameplay than it is with story, but the characters are all likable so I'm good.

I really appreciate how different all the nations and their castles and interiors look in this game. I adore Three Houses, but one thing I really wish they did was have more variety in the weather, landscapes, etc . . . This game nailed it.

Solm, a desert country, having waterfalls in their palace is such a good touch. Not only does it show that water would be valued in a place like this, but it's also flaunting the royal family's wealth and power, like a palace should.

I'm not sure I'll ever warm up to Veyle. She's a walking moe cliche. Mind control. Innocent cute loli type otherwise. But, hey, I didn't like Hortensia at one point but her VA sold me in the last chapter.

Does anyone else find it a bit funny that we're a dragon worshipped as a god with influence over the land and this is a good thing. It's like a giant middle finger to those people who tried to rewrite the entire history of the franchise around a certain character's not-so-great view of dragons.

Also worth noting that Brodia invading Elusia is seen as a universal bad and something Diamant's supports resolve around stopping. Just putting that out there.

Ivy/Diamant feels cannon to me. It makes too much sense.

Kagetsu is so awkward. I love him.

I feel like I just took half of my units and got them with level 5 with Byleth. Mentorship is too good not to stick on a few people, and it's cheap too.

I love how literally no one takes Hortensia seriously. It makes an otherwise grating character kind of cute.

Holy shit, Merrin laid it on thick for Chloe. Honestly, don't blame her. But she is not subtle, gave Chloe flowers, called her beautiful, then asked her to dinner. Homegirl's even willing to try and stomach Chloe's . . . uh "food" choices. And Chloe thinks Merrin is like a cool knight out of a fairy tale. 100% new ship happening.

So far I like AlearxAlfred, IvyxDiamant, CelinexAlcryst, and now ChloexMerrin.

Alfred and Boucheron's support went exactly like I imagined it would. Poor dude. Alfred would lose his mind meeting Dimitri, someone who's abnormally strong despite not looking like a hulk, but is still shredded.

Alfred is probably the only person in the world who would've be offended or weirded out when someone asked to lick the flowers he's wearing and also offer to get licked later. Otherwise, Bunet is weird.

Seadall is VERY hot. He's like Sothe and Navarre had a baby. Or like Navarre put Sothe's clothes on.

F!Alear confronting Veyle again had really good voice acting. As long as we ignore that everyone just stood around instead of attacking her. Gratned, it was un-brainwashed Veyle who wasn't attacking so I'll let it go. Maybe.

Doing Ike's prologue is making me feel things. The nostalgia is real.

I love so, so much that one of Byleth's canned dialogue in Somniel is "Nothing to report!" and his paralogue is the Holy Tomb. And most of his dialogue was about Rhea, lol.

Eirika, my beloved, she's finally coming to me 😭😭😭😭😭😭 thank you, Rosado and Goldmary.

Rosado and Goldmary are both amazing. I want to use both, but I can't. There's just no room for both. But I think I'll use Goldmary because she's a bit better out of the box. She takes self-absorbed to hysterical new levels lol.

Anyone else think it's dumb that in Classic your units can die in the ring paralogues? It's like, oh bummer, Lyn/Corrin/etc just killed my healer who's the little sister of my mage, but our bonds are now stronger!

It feels extra sad seeing Firene get attacked. It's such a peaceful kingdom. It's nice to see Alfred back in the spotlight though. His lines about how these are just farmers and not soldiers reminds me a lot of Dimitri after Lonato.

I love how often the villains chit-chat with the heroes before and after battles, but like they never attack or threaten each other.

So mean that they're making Ivy and Hortensia fight their own dad :(

So I didn't start ch 17 after seeing the dialogue because it was too late and I didn't realize it, but I'm seeing the world map now and it's on fire :(

FYI, put Corrin on Alear. She/he can use all of the Dragon Vein terrain bonuses. I know most classes are locked to one type or another. I don't know if there's any other exceptions like Alear, but man I'm loving using this ring on Alear.

Alfred just did 5 criticals in a row. You think enemies would wise up and quit attacking him, but no. He is pissed off right now.

Alfred deserved that MVP. Boy put in the work.

Haha, they lost a ring. Wonder who I got back? And Veyle threw us another one? Nice! She got some points back despite being a character archtype I'm not about.

SIGURD! Fuck yes. Everyone's getting Canto. And Lief. Less exciting, but I'll take it. Jugdral boys are back.

[azura19]

Chapter 1.1 ↩

Chapter 1.2:

Oh boy, was life that ironic? Astral remembers countless times when he asked for two loving parents to hold him and pamper him on his hardest and coldest days. Yet...

—My child! —

That it's happening now, gives him the shivers. Isn't this tremendously shocking? All Astral wanted was to hold his lover in his arms, his beloved groom. That would be a comfort to him, but this...

This...

—I'm so glad you're all right. —

It was beyond him.

And even if he was enormously uncomfortable, he considered it rude to push away the man who held him so lovingly.

And yes, Astral remembered him well, if the description was true to what his eyes beheld. The man in front of him was none other than his mother.

A beautiful Doncel who had had the courtesy to give birth to him, with blond and pink hair so long that it only emphasized an unnatural beauty.

This man, who looked like something out of a fairy tale, was the current owner of the title “Don Thousand,” a tribute he earned by defending his home like the Grand Duchess he was meant to be.

The jewelry that naturally stood out as much as the dress worn, along with the pair of heels that made him look taller than he already was. It did nothing but emphasize to the fact that he was inside a novel.

In an unknown world, full of absurd beauties and unimaginable powers. So imagining how it was the right way to act, Astral just let himself go, and whispering, he knew immediately what was wrong.

—Mother... —He said, tantalizingly, and sensing how it was that a mine had exploded, he watched as the major turned away almost instantly to look at him as if he had grown two heads.

Had he done something wrong?

Astral began to panic, but contrary to his thoughts, the man only blinked more before crying harder and then tightening his grip on his son.

—Astral! My child calls me at last as what I am, his mother? Ah, my beautiful boy! Surely it was your fever that has helped you to speak to me like that once again.... —

Did the villain never call his parents by what they were? He cursed internally for that detail, but at the same time secretly roared at it.

“Stupid Villain, you're not even capable of praising your parents! If I had them, I would have done it since I was born!”

That mother stroked her son more before setting him free, giving room for her husband to take action. And whom Astral immediately observed. Heterochromatic gazes inspected each other in detail, and before Astral spoke again, that man quickly embraced him.

He is...

—F-Father... —Astral acknowledged, then listened as the other solemn-looking man wept silently.

—My boy! You have awakened. You have awakened. —The older man repeated, letting the tears flow openly, caring little for his image. Which, in Astral's words was beautiful, worthy of a Grand Duke.

The white hair of bluish tones, the strong posture, as well as the clothes, spoke for themselves. And what to say about the discreet jewelry or the fact that the couple's clothes matched each other? The love could be felt in both men, and even with the flaws that had been the tears, that did not detract from the magnificence or the pride they wore so dignifiedly.

Were these truly benevolent Gods?

Astral knew it for a fact, they were common men. But these simple gestures directed at his person, deceived him in such a sweet way, that he wished to lose himself in the sensation, however, that was impossible, more so now that he was still on a tightrope.

Especially with the sword that hung silently at someone else's waist, and that made him the silent bearer of some of the power in the Dion Empire. (Current setting of the novel “Flowers of Seasons”).

Of course it couldn't all be that simple, could it? And wishing to continue testing the waters, noticing how his parents sat on the edge of the bed around him.

Conversation arose, almost naturally.

And let's emphasize the almost, because Astral was still trembling barely perceptibly.

—Astral, I am so glad you have awakened. —Mentioned Aren, his beloved mother, sipping his last tears of happiness with a handkerchief embroidered with gold threads. —I was worried after you fell into bed because of a sudden fever.... —

—Ah... Yes. I... —

Astral didn't know what to say about it, and was about to rack his brain, but that didn't matter once he knew how to divert attention away from himself, he was an expert at that anyway. So many dull parties because of his job where he was overflowing with craned necks, it had to have done the trick.

—Thank you for coming to see me, father, mother.... Mm, how long ago was that? —

Both Eliphas, which was his father's name, and Aren looked at each other before looking uncomfortable. It was clear that they didn't want to answer that, but with a hurt look Elifas was the one who almost immediately took the floor, with a strange grimace.

—It's already two weeks... —

—What? —

Astral exclaimed, clearly overwhelmed, and feeling like his mind and body wanted to collapse, his parents managed to stop him halfway.

—Don't worry! You haven't missed much. Almost nothing has changed in your absence. —Aren said. Being quickly supported by Eliphas, who nodded awkwardly at what he said.

—I-I-It's true! Your fiancé even came to see you a couple of times.... —

Oh God, somebody help him, Astral wanted to die. And what had his now parents said in an attempt to comfort him? Fiancé? He only had his boyfriend, and even though he had proposed to his not long ago, they had decided to wait a little longer....

Then...

Something in his mind clicked again.

He was no longer in a “real” world, he was inside a novel.

The novel “Flowers of Seasons” and the fact that they had mentioned it, didn't that put him right in the first pages? the beginning of everything? If so, it meant that...

“Wait a minute! Fiancé?”

Astral seemed to react then, and sitting up properly in bed, admiring his parents, the plot of the novel relapsed into his mind.

Didn't that mean he was going to die?!

His face paled enough for a new fainting spell to come accordingly, and alerting both loving parents, who were trying to bring him back to consciousness. Everything flowed differently.

Ah, that could well be categorized as a successful reboot into another life. But Astral was considered to be cursed.

He just wanted to go back home to his beloved and his cat!

How he hated that life! Somebody gives him back his reincarnation ticket!

Damn author!

Damn novel!

It wasn't fair.

***

And even if someone said that time was not relentless, maybe for Astral it was. Especially after his “miraculous” recovery. Adapting to his new body, movements, manners and so on was so tedious that he tired easily.

Why didn't the transmigration novels tell how difficult the adaptation was? It was fortunate that he was still considered to be in recovery, otherwise, maybe everyone would look at him strangely. Holding even a cup of tea with elegance and neatness also had its degree of difficulty.

So, struggling with the habits ingrained in his new body, learning mannerisms and little more than stilted words, he also gained all the information he needed.

Firstly, he could read and write without any difficulty, secondly being the son of a Grand Duke automatically made him a minor Duke, which was no problem because it meant he had money. A lot of money, which left survival on an extremely easy level. His father was the one who handled everything, and he only took care of small tasks so that was also an advantage.

His reputation was on the floor, but simply possessing the Encinereb surname made him someone to be feared, so he didn't have to worry about intimidation. However, the fact that he was openly the main villain of the novel, well, that made him a problem.

That already made him a major problem with no escape.

So, trying to settle in to his new life, he tried to make a list of what was going to happen. If he was going to live there from now on, he needed insurance to survive, so, making a mental note of important points so as not to lose sight of them, he set his new goal.

He had to live and be someone happy! It didn't matter how, but he had to change the course of his own life, he knew the novel perfectly since he had read it a couple of times, so it should be simple.

Of course, though. Between the saying and the doing, there was a big enough gap to quickly set him in motion.

And that is...

The black clothes, even though he tried to adjust them to his own style, still looked impressive and imposing. The long black nails, which were impossible to cut, helped his ‘villain’ profile, and although he tried to change his own manner, either by inertia or by habit of his new body, it prevented him from being the gentle being he was before. So, changing himself became a titanic task.

It was as if something was forcing him to act and look like this, something beyond his comprehension. And although he tried to understand what was happening, in the end after several days he gave up.

What was the point of going against something he didn't understand? It was his excuse before ignoring the letters that arrived with congratulations on his miraculous recovery.

Hmp. weren't the senders their own vassals? Hypocrites! That's what they were. Astral knew that no one in that world appreciated him, so the nice words and flowers were just for appearances. Were they afraid of the repercussions?

They should be, every one of them. And what flooded his heart now was nothing but sadness that he couldn't go home, to his lover, to his kitten. No. He was forced to be there, in an unknown world, full of unknown people. Was it fair?

Astral felt desperate, yet the memory of his beloved brought him to his senses on a full moonlit night, just before he threw himself over the balcony. So, firmly grasping the railing that held him back, he murmured with conviction to himself.

—The novel ‘Flowers of Seasons’ is happening to me in the first person? Of course this is not to be. How did my character end? —

He questions the air before grabbing his neck in a worried gesture.

—I remember the villain ending up murdered at the hands of his own people. Who, having left him half alive, finished him off with the help of a Guillotine. —

A shudder ran through him.

—No, that must not happen! It is different now. I am the villain now. Which changes the balance... What should I do then? —

He seemed to think carefully before sighing.

—Obviously I survived, and even if I didn't, I'll at least try to die in a less cruel way. That's something, isn't it? —

He nodded his head trying to convince himself, before his gaze changed to a melancholy one.

—Yuma would have wanted me to do well... Yuma... —Astral whispered, clutching one of his hands to his chest. —If I had only known I would die, I would never have taken you with me.... Forgive me... —He asked the air. He let out a mute tear before feeling a fervour inside his.

The fire in his eyes returned like a phoenix, naturally glowing in the moonlight.

—No! Yuma would never have wanted to see me sad. I can't let myself fall like this. I'll survive while I can! It's not too late... The engagement with the protagonist is still in force... So, in order to live, I... —

Astral then raised his gaze to the night sky. Nodding with a determined smile on his face.

—Yes. That will be my first step.... I will not let the memory of my love come to an end without a fight. Yuma, this I will do for both of us.... I promise, I will live. I will live so long that even the protagonists will hate me for it.... —He swears, with a strange fire in his heart, feeling renewed and a little happier.

Yes, this is what it was meant to be.

💎

Chapter 1.3/Coming Soon

[clementine-side-blog]

Let The Light In - E.N

Summary: Y/n and Edward celebrate their 5 year anniversary. Edward has a little secret up his sleeve. (Song fic)

Content Warning: Tooth-rotting fluff, adorableness, lovey-dovey romance. This is honestly so beautiful. Short but sweet.

Word Count: 1.2k

Song for Inspo:

Let The Light In - Lana Del Rey and Father John Misty (we salute Lana I love my mother so much)

"Y/n, I have loved you since the very day I saw you..."

"Ed, why do I need to keep my eyes closed? I might run into something!" Y/n giggled.

"It's a surprise! Just a few more steps!" He said.

"We already went out to get dinner, went to a movie, and a stroll through the park! What else do you have planned?"

"Shhh! Ok, open your eyes!"

Y/n removed her hands from over her eyes, her mouth agape as she looked around. The full moon shone down on the pond before her, casting a reflection in the ripples that looked like it was straight from an oil painting. As she recognized more features, she turned around, her eyes widening as she saw the cabin behind her. Fairy lights were strung up on the porch, the roof overgrown with ivy and sprinkled with moss. Clovers and flowers littered the grass around them. She looked back towards Edward, covering her mouth with her hands.

"Oh my God, Edward! Our first anniversary?!" She exclaimed.

He nodded.

"I remember when we visited this cabin. You always loved being out in nature. You were so surprised when I bought the property, even though it was dirt cheap, but you saw value in it. And that made me see value in it."

She smiled.

"I never took you as the handyman type but, you got to work and fixed up the cabin so fast. You had so many splinters after that." She giggled.

"I figured we could visit the cabin again."

"It looks beautiful, Edward. It's...breathtaking. You even lit candles!"

He grabbed her hand, taking it in his as he looked into her eyes for a second. Leading her gently, he brought her up to the porch which was pretty large for a small cabin. He bent over, placing a record on the record player. Y/n raised an eyebrow.

"Edward, what are you pla-" She trailed off as the song began to play.

"It's our song, honey. Will you dance with me in the moonlight?" He asked, leading her back down the steps.

"Of course.." She sighed happily.

Edward wrapped his arm around her waist, his free hand holding onto her hand. He let her place her other hand on his hip before he swayed softly, her chest close to his. They both looked out on the pond, lily pads floating on the water, fireflies blinking in the air.

'Pick you up at home, quarter to three'

'Ask you if you want somethin' to eat'

'Drive around get drunk do it over again'

Edward planted a kiss on her head as he rubbed her hip with his thumb. His heart was racing, a small bead of sweat trickling down his forehead as he danced softly on the dewy grass.

'Wake you up at night, quarter to one'

'I can never stop, wanna have fun'

'Don't be actin' like I'm the kinda girl who can sleep'

Y/n sighed softly, looking up into Edward's eyes. He smiled at her, his dimples showing slightly. She smiled back, placing her head back on his chest.

'Cause every time you say you're gonna go'

'I just smile, 'cause babe, I already know'

'You know I got nothin' under this overcoat'

"Edward, this is so beautiful. I can't believe you did all of this for me."

"I'd do anything for you, y/n."

'Ooh, let the light in'

'At your back door yelling cause I wanna come in'

'Ooh, turn your light on'

'Look at us, you and I, back at it again'

"I don't deserve someone like you, Ed. You're too good to me." She smiled.

"You deserve everything good in this world, my love. Everything and more. Don't ever think otherwise."

'Pick you up around quarter to two'

'Usually we got nothin' to do'

'Screw it, maybe you should go and record some of your songs'

"Regardless, I'm lucky to be with you."

"As am I, darling."

'Got my dress on tight 'cause you know that I'

'Like shinin' in the light, there's so much ridin''

'On this life and how we write a love song'

The two of them hummed to the tune of the song together, the warmth from each other's bodies keeping them toasty in the cold spring air of the night.

'Ooh, let the light in'

'At your back door yelling 'cause I wanna come in'

'Ooh, turn your light on'

'Look at us, you and I, back at it again'

The night was beautiful, the moon not covered by a single cloud. The crickets and frogs created a beautiful symphony, serving as a background noise amidst the music that made it sound even more peaceful. Everything was gentle and calm.

''Cause I love to love, to love, to love you'

'I hate to hate, to hate, to hate you'

'Put the Beatles on, light the candles, go back to bed'

Edward stopped dancing, rubbing the knuckle of his thumb down y/n's cheek. Smiling, he took a deep breath and got down on his knee. Y/n's eyes widened, a small gasp escaping her lips.

"Y/n, I have loved since the very first day I saw you. You lit a spark in my heart that grew into a fire. And it hasn't gone out, nor will it ever. We've been dating for far too long. I can't go another year as your boyfriend. It doesn't feel right..."

He reached into his pocket, pulling out black velvet case. Opening it, he revealed a beautiful silver ring with a brilliant diamond. The band was shaped to look like vines intertwined, small leaves hanging off the ends. It was gorgeous. He let out a shaky breath, tears threatening to fall from his eyes. Y/n already had tears streaming down her face.

"I...oh god...I need you in my life forever. I want you in my life forever. I need you like the oxygen I breathe. I want you like I've never wanted anything nor anyone in my entire life. You are my entire world, y/n. You're the first thing I think about in the morning and the last thing I think about before I fall asleep. I love you so much." He blinked away a tear, letting it roll down his cheek.

''Cause I wanna, wanna, wanna want you'

'I need to, need to, need to need you'

'Put the TV on, the flowers in a vase, lie your head'

Edward took a deep yet unstable breath, adjusting his glasses quickly. He looked up at y/n, both of their eyes cloudy with tears.

"Y/n, the love of my life, my everything, will you make me the happiest man in the world? Will you marry me?" He choked on a sob at the end.

"Oh, Edward yes! Yes of course I will." She cried softly.

Edward's eyes widened, shooting up from the ground instantly. He grabbed the ring from the case, hands trembling as he slid the ring on his fiancés finger. He couldn't contain it anymore, tears of joy streaming down his face as he embraced her in a tight hug. He laughed through is sobs as he planted kisses on her forehead, neck, anywhere he could reach.

"I love you so much, y/n. More than words can express." He whispered, fingers entwined in her hair.

"I love you too, Edward. I love you so much..."

'Ooh, let the light in'

'At your back door yelling 'cause I wanna come in'

'Ooh, turn your light on'

'Look at us, you and me, back at it again...'

[fuzzyphantombluebird]

Contact Information

Paulene Grace Almorado

Blk65lot32San Isidro

Resettlement Magalang

Pampanga

Philippines

(+63)906 752 4863

Cast of characters

Their are five main character

Ariya (wife of Damon A Queen)

Damon (husband of Ariya and a King)

Claire(daughter of Damon and Ariya) elements of air

Francis(Son of Damon and ariya) elements of Land

Whisper(son of Damon and Ariya) elements of water

Old man

Fairy God mother

Time

Long time ago

Synopsis

there are five main character in this story led by Damon as the king and Ariya as the Queen. Due to the serious illness of their Queen, their Father, Damon, decided to give them a problem that when they find the magical flower, he will be the next ruler of the kingdom of San Alfonso, but that magical flower can be found in a hidden place and no one has yet discovered one. what will happen to the three brothers?

Settings

Kingdom of San Alfonso, mountain

Damon

I called all of you because your mother is seriously ill and I want you to find the magical flower that can cure your Mother

Claire

But dad, where do we found it? (In a curious look)

Whisper

according to my study about cure( book )it is located on the highest mountain, you will find here all the magical things

Francis

Dad What will be reward if we found it?

Damon

I love your mother so much, so whoever finds a cure will be the next ruler of the Kingdom of San Alfonso

(So Francis, Claire and whisper fixing their baggage for there travel)

Claire

I don't care about being the next queen I just want to save mom from her illness (in her mind)

Francis

I will do anything to find that magical flower to save my mom (in his mind)

Whisper

Do what ever you want,but I'll be the next king marks my word (he said to his two siblings,while grinning)

(They went to the highest mountains to look for the magical flower, while they were walking they saw an old man lying on the floor so Claire and Francis quickly ran and helped him.)

Whisper

We're in hurry, let's go don't mind that old man ( while I'm annoying look)

Claire

He needs our help brother (In a worried look)

Francis

In the power of land heal him shooshhh(sound of his power)

(The old man woke up because of Francis' help)

Francis

Here's you look hungry(offer his own food and water)

Old man

Thank you very much (smiling)

It Taste like warm water, freshly baked bread.

Claire

I'm so sorry but we're in hurry up so we need to go

Old man

Thankyou takecare All of you

(At the top of the mountain you can see that the wind sings and The garden bursts into a sea of color with elastic tulips, colorful roses, delicate lilies, all dancing under the bright summer sun- sun greeted them)

Claire

We're here (amazed look)

Fairy God mother

Who are you? Why are you here? (In a confused look)

Francis

I'm so sorry po if I disturb you, were really want to get the magical flower for our mom's sick.

Fairy God mother

In one condition, only those who can hold/get a magical flower have a pure heart willing to do everything. And when you touch it you will lose your power

Whisper

I'll get it first

(Whisper grabbed the magical flower but he let it go immediately and he was surprised that his power was slowly leaving his body. Here body slowly dying)

Claire

Oh my Goodness brother, those like us who have elemental power do not live without power. What will we do, fairy God mother?

Fairy God mother

He will live if you shere him with your power

( Claire and Francis Immediately shere their power to whisper)

............

At the kingdom

Damon

Who among you took the magical flower?

Francis/Claire/whisper

The three of us Dad

Whisper

But Dad there deserving being a leader of kingdom not me

Claire

I don't want to be a leader dad, I want a peaceful life without thinking what will I do being a leader

Damon

Francis you'll be the next king of kingdom of San Alfonso

The end...