Did your OTP have an entire Alice in Wonderland alternate dimension shipping them so hard it manifested in literal magic platforms and the sky changing into their signature colors and gardens full of white lilies- which represent rebirth- blooming as they kissed? No? Thought so.
Series Premise: Hidden in the shadows, poised to challenge the status quo are enemies of the state. The loyalties and honesty of family and of friends will be tested. ‘Keep your friends close, your enemies closer.’
Catch up: Smoke and Mirrors Masterlist
Main Pairing: Liam Rys x F!MC Riley Brooks-Rys, OTP ‘LiRi’
2nd Pairings: Leo Rys x Amalas, Drake Walker x F!OC Delaney Leigh
All characters belong to Pixelberry, except Delaney Leigh and Officer Cossoy
Rating: M🔞*Series Warnings: NSFW material, sexual innuendo, adult language/swearing/drinking
Chapter Summary: Celebrating Valentine’s Day of lovers, family, and/or friends. The search for Lena continues in Monterisso. Not Beta'd-please excuse all errors.
A/N1: @choices-february2023 @lucy-268 #choicesfebruary2023 #choices monthly challenge Day18- Romance|Seafood|Hanging by a Moment by Lifehouse – Music Inspiration
A/N2: @choicesficwriterscreations #cfwc valentine 2023 Prompt, Here and Now – OTP celebrates with their kids
A/N3: @choicesflashfics Week #20, Prompt #3 - “Are you flirting or starting a fight?”
A/N4: @peonierose – Thank you for the picture/prompt
Royal Chambers, Cordonian Palace
It was an early Tuesday morning and Riley was taking full advantage of the terrace overlooking the gardens. Sipping her coffee, she relished her quiet time.
It’s Valentine’s Day.
...and today, her focus will be on her family.
Starting with baking home-made chocolate chip cookies that were now cooling on the counter. Promising to help Ellie with her Valentine gift for her father, she made one of the cookies into a giant heart for her to create and decorate her gift for Liam. The royal kitchen prepared 3 colors of royal icing for the princess to help her complete her decorating project.
For Liam, Riley has a surprise romantic dinner planned on the royal yacht tonight. A surf and turf feast with all his favorite dishes, prepared by the chef, cruising under the moonlight.
They had been planning a trip to Monterisso since finding out about the possible missing sister/fugitive, ‘Lena.’ The timing could not be more perfect for sailing, rather than flying to the island. Leo was already there with Amalas; Leo being the King’s representative involved with the search led by Interpol.
“Mm mm... what have we got here?” The sound of Liam’s deep groan caught her attention.
Riley turned to look inside the kitchen and saw him take a bite into a cookie.
“Hey, you,” she walked into the kitchen, smiling.
“Is this for me?” He grinned, staring at the huge heart she made.
“Yes! Yes, it is.” Riley smiled wide at his expression. Shaking her head, “it is part of Ellie’s Valentine gift for you. Do not touch, not yet!”
“Ellie wants to surprise you at lunch after your meeting by personally delivering it to you in your study.”
“This is my favorite kind of cookie," he said, reaching to grab another before turning back to her. “I’ll take care of these. You go finish your breakfast.”
“Ha, ha, your majesty,” Riley chuckled. Don’t take too many cookies back to your study with you.”
“Oh, and love.... bonne saint valentin a l’amour de ma vie.” Liam lifted her hand to kiss and then twirled her around. Riley reached up and wrapped her arms around his neck, and whispered, “buon san valentino all’amore della mia vita,” followed by a deep kiss.
***
Leigh Townhouse, Capital
“Happy Valentine’s Day, Drake!” Delaney rolled underneath the bed sheets to her side to face her boyfriend coming out of the bathroom after his shower. His eyes were closed, and she smiled at how cute he looked with his wet hair sticking up all over his head and a towel wrapped around his waist. He opened his eyes and gave her a grin.
Walking to the bed, he bent down to whisper, “hey baby,” wrapping his arms around her and kissing her lips. Delaney smiled up at him as she laid there feeling safe and secure with the man she loved.
“I love you,” she told him as he kissed her again.
Drake sighed happily, “I love you too. Happy Valentine’s Day.”
He pulled himself away from her and headed towards the closet.
“Wait, what are you doing?” Delaney asked playfully as she watched him pull out his boxers from the drawer.
“Getting dressed....”
“Well, I thought that since you came out of the shower wearing nothing but your towel,” Delaney replied teasingly.
Drake smiled back at her as he sat down on the bed next to her. He reached under the sheet to pull her bottom close to him. “And how do you know I wasn’t wearing anything?”
Delaney blushed. “Umm...well...” She looked away, embarrassed.
“Well, what?” he asked again, playing along with her.
“Well, you know I didn’t see much of you last night.”
Drake laughed. “I’m sure there was plenty to see.”
He looked down at Delaney's expression and she did not look happy. “Are you flirting or starting a fight?”
“A little bit of both?” Delaney replied frustrated.
“Drake, it's the best answer I can give you right now.
It is Valentine's Day! I thought you could stay home today with me, but instead you are going out.”
“Baby, after the council meeting, I am coming right back here with your Valentine gift.” Drake replied with a grin.
***
King’s Study, Cordonian Palace
“Are you ready, princess?” Riley asked Ellie as they walked hand in hand down the hallway to deliver Liam’s valentine gift.
As they approached his door, the royal guards bowed.
Ellie raised her hand and tapped. When she heard her father's voice say, “come in,” a royal guard opened the door for Ellie and Riley.
“Daddy!” Ellie rushed in and went around his desk. Liam picked her up and placed her on his knee.
“Well, hello princess,” he said, smiling at her.
“Oh Daddy, Happy Vawindines Day! I brought you a present.” Ellie handed him the giant heart-shaped cookie she had personally decorated.
Liam kissed her cheek, “Happy Valentine’s Day, my little love. Thank you so much, will you help me eat it?”
Ellie nodded excitedly as he placed the giant cookie on his desk.
Riley was watching the exchange between the two of them as she sat down on the sofa.
Liam looked over at Riley and winked.
“Princess, I have Valentine's Day presents for you and mommy, too.”
Her eyes lit up and she clapped her hands.
“Tonight, after your lesson, we are going on a boat. That is where I put them. And guess where we are going on that boat?”
Ellie furrowed her brows, and asked, “where, Daddy?”
“To visit Micaela in Monterisso.”
***
Royal Yacht, enroute to Monterisso
After getting Ellie settled into her bed for the night, Riley changed into her evening cocktail dress.
As the servers placed platters of crab legs, scallops, and calamari on the table, the chef set down individual plates of steak and lobster for each.
The music played softly in her ears as she walked out onto the deck after dinner. Standing there, she felt like she was floating on air. A smile spread across her face when she felt Liam’s hand gently stroke her bare back.
“You look so beautiful tonight, my Queen,” he whispered, as he leaned forward for a kiss.
“Thank you,” Riley deepened the kiss.
“Come dance with me,” he said, taking her hand.
As they moved effortlessly to the music, Delaney watched from the window, sitting at the dining table inside. It was the most romantic setting she had ever seen.
“What are you thinking about?” Drake asked her, but he was fairly sure he already knew.
“It must be hard being married to a King. But Riley makes it look so easy.”
“Well, Riley is an incredibly unique woman.” Drake said in reverence.
Delaney raised an eyebrow, waiting for Drake to continue.
Riley noticed Delaney watching them, as the song ended.
“Let us join Drake and Delaney inside, we still have dessert to eat.” Riley smiled as Liam kissed her hand.
“After you, love,” Liam gently turned Riley to go inside.
As Liam went inside to sit down at the dining table, Riley met with the chef to begin dessert service.
“Delaney, I hope you are enjoying yourself.” Liam enquired.
“I am. I have never been on a yacht before.”
“Li, this is a 5-star resort on water. Thank you for including Delaney and I on this cruise.”
“Oh yes, especially on Valentine’s Day,” Delaney exclaims.
Riley smiled. “No problem, we are happy you could join us.”
As the servers set their desserts in front of them, Liam squeezed Riley’s hand. “My love, you always indulge me.”
Delaney took her first bite of the baklava, “this is delicious.”
Drake grins at Liam and lifts his glass to propose a toast.
“To great food and good friends.”
***
As the evening progressed, Liam and Drake moved to the outside deck to discuss the game plan on the search for Lena.
While Riley and Delaney went to the lounge area of the yacht.
Both women being American, shared that commonality, but moreover, Riley wanted Delaney to feel comfortable in Cordonia. Since Liam and Drake are best friends, Delaney will be included with Royal court functions that Drake attends.
“So, how did you meet Drake?” Riley asked, as she sipped her infused sparkling water.
“We were in college together, about 10 years ago, at the University of Houston. I really liked him, so when he left to come back here, I tried to stay in contact, but I lost touch with him.” Delaney explained.
“That must have been difficult for you. How did you eventually find him?” Riley asked.
“I went to student services and found his forwarding address information. I kept trying to get in contact with him hoping he would remember me. He finally called me one day and it turned out that we reconnected after all those years.” Delaney sighed.
“Yes, you were here at Halloween last Fall.” Riley smiled.
Delaney grinned, “yes.... he was so sweet!”
“Now, let’s talk about you. Drake told me that you had some very bad experiences when you came to Cordonia.
Riley laughed, “where do I begin?”
Drake murmured to Liam, “should I be worried?” Liam replied, “man, you are so screwed.” His laugh bellowed and Riley looked up to him with a smirk, hearing his comment.
As Liam and Drake walked inside the yacht, they both took notice of the blossoming friendship of Riley and Delaney.
***
Translations: “bonne saint valentin a l’amour de ma vie.”
~ Happy Valentine’s Day to the love of my life en francais
“buon san valentino all’amore della mia vita”
~ Happy Valentine’s Day to the love of my life, in Italiano
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AN-Dude is so fine.His eyeliner do be on fleek!The relationship is already established. ❤︎
Y/N Pov:
I wake to a boring dull casket that people will look at and think of me if only they new me as the strong independent women I am instead of the whimpering idiot I was in history books, playbills ,and biographies. Damn, I really love the depression color white on the tomb I was buried in it really shows how much my people care about me. As I slowly awake from my tomb and leave the marble slab that covered my body on the floor. i slowly think of ways to kill myself and wonder if i die would I come back to life the next morning or would it be the ultimate death. Then I realize i have the ~4th King of the 4th king of the Egyptians~ as a husband. Life is good. As i slowly walk out of my cinnamon colored room that is filled with incense ,depression ,and jars that were full of humanly organs. When i leave through the door~I get abruptly yelled at by Lancelot~ My dear lady be careful for the rabid beast called a monkey is beneath your feet.I slowly looked down and a saw the monkey who’s name was dexter spin and twist around my feet. ohh shit~ i slowly feel myself start to fall but feel a two warm hands catch me. I look up and see Ahkmenrah are you okay he asked with a pleasant smile. emotionally or physically because both are deteriorating i say with a weak smile. He slowly lifts me up and brings me up to standing height. He stares in my eyes and slowly moves the hair that fell in my face behind my ear. I slowly blink back to reality when i hear Lancelot scream in the distance as he chases Dexter saying that is not a way you treat a lady and he should have been more gentle with a frail women like Y/N. I just stand there looking at Lancelot with a ~ Bitch how dare you stare~. My love Ahkmenrah said with positivity shall we go on a walk. I mumble yes as his arm takes my hand. My Love tho I truly enjoy your personality why have you been even more depressing than usual Ahkmenrah said. I slowly take my hand from his and stare both my hand with such disappointment. I guess i realized that there will be no callback or second chance that all my mistakes are ground with me .That i will forever have to feel the anguish of all my mistakes and unruly choices. That even though i try my hardest there will be those who don’t have to to try at all and still accomplish more that when the tablet is gone i will fade from existence and all meaning. I said as the light faded from my eyes. I hear a mumble of word coming from Ahkmenrah as he slowly says you speak the truth as he slowly pulls you into a hug. As You both are drowning in each others embrace He whispers in your ear But at least we are OTP. You both pull out of the embrace giggling. Ahkmenrah slowly leads you two towards Teddy, Larry, and Lancelot since you see that they are talking probably about dexter. You slowly enter the perimeter of the three to here whispering and mumbling. You enter the conversation with a ~Are you guys talking about Pocahontas~? They all slowly shake there heads no .Immediately you loose intrest in this none Pochantas conversation as Ahkmenrah joins in with the whispering and mumbling. Larry noticing you haven’t talked our stare at any of them them asks Why do you care so much about Pocahntas? And how do you know who Pocahonast is? I make detract eye contacted with Larry and say I saw the picture show with your son and why don’t you care about the slaughter of the native Americans? Knowing you made everyone feel uncomfortable and the air feel awkward you smile. you feel a weight on your back and a whisper from Ahkmenrah saying ~know do you feel better? accompanied with a light kiss on the cheek. As you slowly answer yes. -🌱✂️
A/n: went on a otp prompt generator and got Person A and Person B as the scene from The Owl House where Amity kisses Luz on the cheek and freaks out after it. and i thought of tech for some reason,enjoy!!
"Tech,you're smart, what do you know about life?" Your voice interrupts tech as he works on repairing a part of the ship that had been slightly broken,
“Life day? Well it is a day rooted in Wookie tradition in which the wookies celebrate family and peace. As well, decorate their houses and use a young Wroshyr tree as adult sized trees are tall in size.” Tech explains as he drills in a screw and glances over and you nodded in thought.
“And what do they decorate with?the tree i mean” you ask as hand tech a tool, seeing that he was about to reach for it.
“The wookies used orbs in various colors,but before that they used crystalline orbs which were also the same orb that jedi used for their lightsabers.”
“Really??so…where to get this tree?” excited you placed your hands on gonky who entered the room making itself known with its signature sound.
“You want to go get a wroshyr tree?” He’s caught off guard as he turns towards you.
“Why not?We can set up a little tree here. We don't need a big one” you chuckle looking back at tech.
“I suppose..” Tech turns back as he continues
“There is also a hologram edition.if its space you're worried about.”
“Hologram tree?hmm” you trailed off in thought “Can we decorate it?” you ask as Tech pushes up his glasses
“That I am unsure of.” he states finishing up he wipes his gloves and puts away the tools.
“Well..i feel like we should go for the real version just in case.” you state “So omega put up some of the orbs!I think she’ll like that.”
“I suppose she will” tech says crouching and closing the tool box.
“So….let's go!’ you exclaim nudging techs shoulder as he stood back up
“Both of us?” tech mumbles out looking directly at you
“Why not? the gangs hanging out at cids. Plus i want it to be a surprise” You say smiling sheepishly “W-well you don't have to..i just thought you cause…you're smart.” chuckling you brush the back of your neck
Feeling his cheeks turn warm tech coughs and picks up the tool box
“Alright then, when you are ready.” tech brushes pass you as you pump your fist besides him
“yes!!let me go tell hunter before he hangs us for taking the marauder..” walking to the exit of the ship you wave at tech who has his back towards you.
“So..where exactly do we find this wroshyr tree?” you trail off looking out the glass to watch the planet filled with trees larger than life,admiring them.“Considering it is a popular celebration,we should be able to find it in the markets in the nearby villages.” Tech replied, steering the ship.”Get ready,we are landing”
“Woah…it's so pretty here” you breathe out while admiring the large trees that seemed to go on for miles.
“Yes,just as you saw the planet of kashyyk is full of these large trees.” Looking at his device tech looks up and looks at the view (Reader wut anyways)
“Do you think the wookies will be okay with us getting a tree from them…?” you trail off a bit worried.
“I'm quite sure,”
“If i may,when i said small for space i didn't not mean this small” tech stared at the small tree he cut and you stared at it thinking.
“M-maybe…but it gets the job done no?” crossing your arms you look at tech, “its fine,plus most of the trees here will be to big for us to carry on our own.” you chuckle
“We just need the life orbs…” looking at your list as you check off the tree,”So we head into civilization!”
After running into wookies and tech using his amazing language skills you and tech managed to buy a few life orbs. “There so…pretty” you breathe out clearly mesmerized. Tech coughed and rubbed his throat.
“O-oh right..i heard shyriiwook was hard on the throat..” looking around you stand up “Hold on, i’ll get something for your throat” coming off a bit worried you hurry out of the cockpit
“There's no need,I'll be fine.” tech says as he starts up the marauder.
“You sure..?” you ask trailing off at the end
“Yes,what matters now is that we go back to the others.” Tech states as you nod
“Oh yea..” you mumble,a bit disappointed
“Was there anything else you wished to do?” tech asked, looking at you as you shook your head and looked down at your hands as you sat down the seat next to him.
“No no! It's just…”
I liked it here,with you.”
“Oh.” eyes widened tech looks back at the wheel as you look away silently cursing at yourself.
“If i am to be honest,this trip was beneficial.”tech states staring directly outside the glass lifting up the ship.
You turned to look at him surprised, as your heart started racing and you smiled.
As the ship landed you stood up and began to prepare placing the life orbs down next to the tree gently as you stood and tech walked to the entrance looking at his device (Mans rlly skedaddled out there smh)
“Wait tech!!” you call while running after him.
“Yes?” he turns around and looks at you
“just-Thank you. I never really got to celebrate life day with my family,I'm glad I got to spend it with you guys.” you smile
“Your welcome,” tech says looking away
“Now then,i'll head back to cid’s and notify the rest to come here.”
“Oh!right thanks again” you let out an airy chuckle and you fiddle with your hair.and tech turns back around ready to walk away.
“Wait one more thing!!” you exclaim
“What is it?” tech asks as you stand there seeming nervous
“Uhm,here” putting a hand on his shoulder and tech flinches a bit and you placed your hand on his cheek which was warm and soft and techs breathe hitched as you closed your eyes and placed your lips on his cheek,
To techs disappointment you pulled away fast as you looked at him, “y-yeah,uhm anyways i'm gonna go finish doing-that,see ya” you nervously fast and scurry away and tech is left there as his device is left midway from how he usually has it.His heart beating fast and his mind still on the kiss.
“Tech,are you two back with the ship already?”the voice form the communication device disrupts the aura and tech shakes his head lightly and he coughs
“Yes,im uh headed back to cids...”
A/n: No ya’ll dont understand....im ObsESSED with these borders there so cute omfl i think ill make some for the rest of the gang TTplus idk how to write kiss scenes dont atk me plsss
Favorite thing about them: I love how her design and personality are of a classic, unapologetic evil witch, who is both funny because of how easily she can full people like the Kings around, while also being genuinelly frightening. She comes very close to win the throne, and was a very challenging foe for the heros in both Tales of the Tinkerdee and Tales of Muppetland: The Frog Prince.
Least favorite thing about them: That due to how few appearances she made, she does not have enough fans.
Three things i have in common with them:
*Affinity for the color purple;
*Naturally curly hair ;
*Interest in sorcery and witchcraft;
Three things i don’t have in common with them:
*I would avoid underestimating my enemies and telling them how to break their curses;
*I don't desire to be a queen;
*I never pretended to be anyone's relative;
Favorite line: When she informs Sir Robin the Brave how to break the frog curse, believing he will never do it
"Don't look so worried, little frogy. There's still a way you can break the spell. I mean, you might just happen to meet a princess. And she might befriend you and take you to live in the palace, and someday she just might kiss you. Then you'll be a prince again."
brOTP: Her Ogre servant (that preceeded Sweetums) in Tales of the Tinkerdee.
OTP: Nobody
nOTP: Sweetums, King Goshposh, King Rupert, Princess Gwendolinda and Princess Melora.
Random Headcanon: She was the Primma Dona of the Muppet Theater until her diva behaviour got her fired. Now, she is somewhere hidden, planning revenge...
Unpopular Opinion: A character like Taminella Grinderfall should have been a door opening to more unabashed villanous Muppets, rather than mostly human actors being the villains in films and specials.
Cerberus: his face claim is Charlie Hunnam. His defining feature is his "ocean blue eyes".
Bea: She is short, around 5'2, has brown curly hair and big dark-brown eyes. Her defining feature is a small scar on her forearm from when she broke it in the fifth grade.
Val: She's about medium height, sun-kissed tan skin, light brown colored hair and "honey colored" eyes (as Coyote says). Her defining features are that tattoos that cover her arms, she has one full sleeve and a half sleeve.
fun fact: Cerberus is actually the only OTP character of mine, except for the Santiagos from Bad Medicine, who has a definite face claim
35. Naruto flips the whole table during dinner. Wanting to take Hinata to a fancy restaurant, Naruto puts on a suit that makes him uncomfortable, is tense in the fancy eatery and makes a complete ass of himself trying to read the menu, knocks his wine glass over somehow, then flips the table standing up too quick to catch it, lol.
36. Hugging! Naruto simply wrapping his arms around Hina and resting on her boobs for a while, lol. Or Naruto cuddling Hina and making her laugh with his antics.
37. Naruto picking Hina up and swinging her around. He's really affectionate like that and she's so short and cute, lol, how can he not?
38. Cute 2 story. One with a big yard for the kids and a garden, and more than one bathroom so mofos don't have to go outside, 😂like why in the world did they only have on bathroom? That's too many people for one toilet. Your the Hokage, I know you getting paid good, upgrade sir!
39. Magical! Up in the air, right in front of the big, beautiful full moon, soooooooo romantic and sweet, still squealing that Naruto initiated it, but that goes to show, he goes right for what he wants, no hesitation!
40. Secrets-Chapter One. Monster-Chapter Eleven 😤I go into great detail.
41. Meh, nothing jumps out to me besides Kurama. I think he would take too kindly as being referred to as a pet though 😂
45. Fire for Naruto. Earth for Hinata. Trying this out in A Cure For Love. Love it so far!
46. I'll be honest, not a Pokemon fan. From the little I know, Charzard for Naruto. Mewtwo for Hinata. I like her having something strange and unique.
47. Can't answer this one, lol. I am definitely not a Harry Potter fan, I have not watched more than 15 minutes of one of the movies(don't know which) and have not read anything from the series.
48. Naruto: Super strength. Hinata: Invisibility at will.
49. Naruto: Fighter. Hinata: Necromancer.
50. Fox and bunny! That was easy!
All answered! @asriah! And don't worry, I don't hate ya! This was actually fun! Hope you get a kick out of some of these answers, lol.
4. Which one is more protective? Who needs to be ‘protected’?
Len is super protective of Daeran. Ever since s/he learned about the Other, s/he felt s/he needed to defend him, from his patron, from demons, and even from society to an extent. Daeran carries so much fear in him at all times that Len cannot help but always be there to comfort and protect him. Daeran trusts Len so much that there are many times that he's let some fears and insecurities slip, and Len wants to help him always.
19. How do they feel about PDA?
Once they started courting, Daeran was absolutely loathe to show any form of affection for Len in public...for about an hour. He got over his "can't have Lenarius or anyone else think that I'm actually invested in this relationship" hangup really quickly. It turns out he absolutely cannot resist holding Len's hand, wrapping an arm around his/her waist, laughing easily at his/her snarky comments, or stealing a kiss no matter where they are. He would have absolutely no problem making out in the middle of a crowded street if Len would let him.
Len is a bit more measured. S/he has absolutely no problem with hand-holding, cuddling, or kissing in public. It also depends on where they are. If the two of them are just "another face in the crowd" or otherwise won't pay much attention to them, then it's less of an issue. Being watched, or being somewhere where people are going to pay more attention to them makes him/her more uncomfortable with full on making out.
30. Your OTP gets to pick out each other's outfits; what is each wearing?
They both have an exquisite sense of clothes and fashion, and their tastes are pretty similar, so maybe not a whole lot of change. If they had to pick each other's outfits, they would do their absolute best to make the other look as stunning as possible. As a matter of fact, Len is so finicky about his/her outfits and presentation that Daeran and Salvadore are probably the only other people in all the worlds that s/he'd trust to pick something out for him/her.
One thing that Leonosa has convinced Daeran to do is to put more red in his wardrobe. One day Len discovered that Daeran would look amazing in red. Daeran had never thought about it before, as he doesn't wear red very often, but after Lenarius pointed it out, he has started to wear the color more often.
Some more touching moments that happened between them was when Daeran started gifting Leonosa with clothing and accessories with the Arendae crest on them. It was just one way that Daeran communicated to him/her that he really wanted him/her in his life and be part of his family.
You're safe with me,my love . You know I'd never hurt you .for any OTP of your choosing 👀👉👈
Oh ho! This is from the smut prompts! Who to choose, who to choose? 😆😆
Suggestive & 18+ content below the cut, minors respectfully go away!!!!
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Her hand slammed into his chest, the palm of her hand slapping into his bare skin like a clap.
As he promised, he froze.
“Too fast?” Digger whispered, “do you want to stop?”
Juliette stayed quiet, panting heavy like she was trying to catch her breath even though they’ve barely begun anything. In fact, he barely even undressed her from that beautiful dress she was in.
“Shouldn’t this be more romantic?” She said breathlessly, “it should be, right?”
Digger looked around her quarters, looking the same as always with her stars and flowers mural, messy desk covered in a rainbow of art supplies, and discarded clothes and armor thrown to the floor.
Romantic definitely wasn’t the word.
“I mean, it’s a safe place,” he rolled onto his side, “romantic places are pretty limited on this war vessel, Angel.”
She sighed, “I guess you’re right.”
“We don’t have to do anything,” he reminded her, “we can just cuddle and talk. I know you like stories, and I got plenty to share.”
She chewed on her thumbnail, looking ready to cry.
Digger sat up, reaching over her to grab the cold canteen bottle full of water. He took a chug, then began talking.
“My first time, it was on a roof. Sounds romantic, except I was in public so if I was caught I’d be in trouble. Plus, it was not a nice roof. The ground was like gravel and the pieces were loose, I was picking little bits out of my hands. Point is, looking back on it, maybe it wasn’t that romantic, but in the moment I was with someone who I thought loved me back, and that was enough.”
She stayed quiet, cheeks still flushed with color.
He leaned in, lightly brushing the tip of his nose along her cheek, “what’s wrong, Angel?”
“You’re going to laugh,” she murmured.
“Try me,” he kissed her jaw.
“I…” she covered her mouth, “I got a little freaked out when you brushed up against me like that…”
Digger snickered.
“It’s not funny,” she covered her face.
“You got freaked out by my boner,” he laughed. “Angel, you gotta’ forgive me for finding that a little funny.”
Juliette groaned behind her hands.
Digger smiled, moving a hand away, “hey, look at me for a minute. This is important.”
She lowered her hands, balling them up at her mouth so all he could see was her eyes.
“When I told you I’d wait for you, I meant for everything,” he brushed her hair back, “you’re safe with me, my love. You know I’d never hurt you. Do you understand?”
She nodded, lowering her hands down to her chest.
“Okay then,” he caressed her face, “now, should I put on my shirt and cuddle you or-“
“The shirt can stay off.” She quickly stated.
Digger smirked, “so, cuddle you with my shirt off, but pants staying on still?”
Juliette shook her head.
“Pants off? Kind of odd.”
She shook her head, “I… I want you to continue what you were originally doing.”
“You sure?” Digger moved closer, “we don’t have to.”
“I want to,” she was blushing as she guided his hand from her cheek down her body, “show me.”
His fingers grazed her thigh, just below the hem of her skirt causing her breath to hitch.
“I bet I could make you feel good,” he leaned into her ear, whispering lowly, “tell me, do you want that?”
#ˋ ♡ ❛ 𝐀𝐔 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄: 𝟏𝟗𝟗𝟎𝐬 ❫ : so nevermind the darkness we still can find a way.
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#5
❝ ladies and gentlemen, the captain has turned on the seatbelt sign as we make our final approach to the indianapolis airport. please, make sure your seat backs and tray-tables are in their full, upright position. your carry-on luggage must be stowed underneath the seat in front of you. the local time is nine thirteen in the morning, and the temperature is a chilly thirty-six degrees with light snow. thank you for flying united airlines and happy thanksgiving, ❞ one of the flight attendants heralds over the intercom as the plane begins to descend slowly out of the clouds. her gentle voice combined with the customary ding of the seatbelt sign illuminating quickly pulls erin’s attention from the colorful magazine that she’s been reading. she closes it almost instantly and slips it into the seat pocket in front of her, her eyes lighting up with happiness and excitement as she can barely wait to be home.
far below, there’s acres and acres of fields, lightly dusted with snow, and small dark dots and swirls that after a moment reveal themselves as houses and roads. it looks so beautiful, erin thinks to herself before turning her head to the side to smile at the older redhead. ❝ axl? ❞ she whispers, instinctively reaching for one of her husband’s hands as she wants to cling to him in one way or another when they touch down. she’s never truly managed to overcome her fear of flying, but now seated in the middle, between her boys, with axl on her right in the aisle seat and sebastian beside the window, erin does feel somewhat safe… or rather less nervous than usual. ❝ you have to put your seatbelt on, honey, ❞ she coos in a sing-song voice, unable to disguise her giddiness as her fingers squeeze his own. this is undoubtedly the happiest she’s ever been. a warm smile tugging at her lips as she glances at her son, sleeping soundly with his head in her lap. her scarf turned into a makeshift pillow. ❝ gosh, i hate to be the one to wake him up. he looks like a little angel. our baby boy. ❞ murmuring softly as she affectionately caresses her son’s cheek, she knows how much he dislikes being stirred awake so she makes sure to be extra loving during the process.
❝ little love. wake up, little love, ❞ erin whispers, dark curls tickling his face as she leans in to plant a soft kiss on his shoulder. ❝ wake up and look where we are. ❞ the plane banks a little and continues its descent, the silhouettes of the buildings more define now, fields replaced by urban architecture, the lights of I-70 shimmering. after a moment, the landing gear comes to life with a low hum. ❝ and guess what? it’s snowing. ❞ she has a feeling today is going to be the best day of her son’s life, with two of his dreams coming true — celebrating thanksgiving with mamaw in his favorite place and learning he’s to be a big brother. she still can’t believe it’s happening to them, after such a long time of doubt and fear. sebastian is going to be over the moon. after all, he’s been asking for a baby sister for quite some time. ❝ wake up, bubby. you have to hold elmo real tight ‘cause we’re about to land. ❞
@rcsechild
28 notes - Posted November 20, 2022
#4
this boy. gosh, this boy will never not melt her heart, erin thinks as a hint of sheer wonderment reaches her bright blue eyes, making them twinkle with joy. a smile as warm as the sun outside tugs at the corners of her lips and lights up her entire face. motherhood can be overwhelming and incredibly stressful at times, all the tantrums and sleepless nights, the why’s and how’s, but it’s all worth it in the end. after all, she never thought, not even in her wildest dreams, that she’d receive such a sweet, heartfelt birthday present. instantly, she scoops her son up into her arms, refusing to acknowledge he’s already eight years old and soon she most likely won’t be able to pick him up, and sits him on her lap. arms curling around his body as she plants at least a dozen of kisses on his cheek, she squeezes him close to her and basks in the warmth of his skin. ❝ did you draw this all by yourself? ❞ she asks with a sweet smile, gently moving the chocolate away as she picks up the drawing to take a closer look at it.
❝ oh, wow! it’s me! you drew a picture of mommy! i even have blue eyes and brown hair and… i’m wearing the cutest pink dress in the world! this is so beautiful! the most beautiful picture in the whole wide world! ❞ she praises in a sing-song voice, resting her chin on her son’s shoulder as she marvels at the picture in her hands. the attention to detail is truly impressive. she wouldn’t trade this piece of art for any of da vinci or van gogh’s paintings, wouldn’t trade it for anything. this is way better, way more exquisite and gorgeous, way more meaningful. ❝ can mommy frame it and put it on the wall like they do in art galleries? ❞ she asks, tracing the pretty heart with her fingertip. her nose begins to tingle and eyes fill up with tears of happiness as she struggles to keep her emotions at bay. he’s too pure for this world, too precious. ❝ and you even made sure to give me my favorite candy?! what?! ❞ and suddenly it is. it really is her favorite candy. days old and with the wrapper slightly torn — it’s clearly been through a lot, but she doesn’t mind. nothing’s ever looked quite as delicious to her before. ❝ this is the best birthday present ever! thank you so, so, so much, sebastian rose, ❞ she murmurs, hugging her son while also showering his face with kisses. what did she do to deserve this sweet angel?
29 notes - Posted November 9, 2022
#3
ˋ ⛅️ ❛ 1990s ❫ : 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐞 𝐛𝐥𝐮𝐞, 𝐛𝐚𝐛𝐲, 𝐢 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮.
cherry pie is far from being the most difficult piece in erin’s recipe books, but she’s learned that it can be quite the challenge when most of the assistance comes from a pair of tiny hands, eager to help each and every step of the way, but even more eager to play with all the ingredients and raise havoc. so, as the tasks become more and more complicated and the soft wrinkles on sebastian’s forehead begin to deepen, his sweet features growing visibly bored, the curly-haired brunette comes up with the perfect solution that will allow her to finish baking while also keeping the little boy occupied and entertained. ❝ would you like to paint a picture for dada? huh? does that sound like fun? what do you think, picasso? gosh, look at yourself, that’s not lotion, bashy bear, ❞ she muses with a soft laugh, wiping her flour-covered hands on her apron before slipping them beneath the boy’s armpits to pick him up and carry him off the counter. he grunts and kicks his legs, visibly displeased as his mother keeps him from smearing the entire bowl of filling across his chest and arms. she takes him to the living room and spreads a large sheet of paper on the floor, surrounds the toddler with different paints and brushes. ❝ i’ll be right back, okay? i’ll just put our pie in the oven. mmm, our yummy pie. it’s gonna be so delicious because you helped me out. be good now, my little artist, ❞ she coos, stroking his strawberry-tinged hair as he dips both of his palms in paint and lets out a happy squeal.
it’s a typical saturday morning for them, especially now that axl’s touring with his band. erin wants their son to have a normal childhood, even if his father’s job is anything but ordinary. so, she stills puts madonna’s on the radio as soon as they wake up, bakes pies and muffins, hangs out with her friends and their babies, arranges play dates to keep sebastian’s mind stimulated and busy. she’s explained to him time and time again that they have to share daddy with his fans, that everybody loves him and wants to see him, that it would be unfair of them to keep him from doing what he’s always dreamed of doing, but at the end of the day her son is still just a toddler who needs and misses his father more than anything in this world. when they were younger, during axl’s very first tour, it was just the two of them and things got extremely messy. she spent weeks ignoring him, thinking he was sleeping in another woman’s bed, doing all kinds of shady things. this time, she can’t let it happen. she can’t let herself dive into that kind of mindset, she has to be more mature, but it’s only may and he’s supposed to come home in november. she has no idea how they’ll survive that long without each other, what will happen to their family… it’s all terrifying to think of. so, she discreetly wipes the small tear that’s rolling down her cheek and focuses on the pie, trying to keep herself busy. she’s humming to herself as she absently twirls around the kitchen, dark curls tumbling down her back, the light blue dress she’s wearing flaring out around her slender legs. ❝ true love, you’re the one i’m dreamin’ of. your heart fits me like a glove and i’m gonna be true blue, baby, i love you. ❞ she sings softly, using a wooden spoon as microphone as she dances around with flour on her hands and cheek. coaxing a fit of giggles out of her son.
someone’s once said that becoming a parent is the ultimate shift from self-centered living to selfless living. erin believes that there’s no truer statement. for the past four months her life has revolved solely around her baby boy. and although motherhood is the one thing that she’s always dreamed about and there’s nothing she loves more than tending to sebastian’s every need, it’s definitely taking a toll on her mental health ( without her realizing ). she used to be such a fun, outgoing person and now she can’t remember the last time she got to leave the house or had a friend over, let alone went on a date with her husband. even their new year’s eve ended up being a complete disaster with her mood doing a full one-eighty upon learning that slash had invited them to join him and their other friends downtown and that axl was actually ready to just ditch their son and party the night away. what kind of parent leaves their newborn baby with a babysitter on a day as special as their very first new year’s eve? not the loving kind, for sure. so, she threw a fit, changed into her yoga pants and an oversized t-shirt and stayed home with sebastian. to say that they’ve been struggling ever since would be an understatement. even their baby, who was always such a great sleeper and the happiest little boy, now cries most of the time and only sleeps when one of his parents is holding him. sleep-deprived, impulsive and even more sensitive than before, erin has no idea how to pull her life together and almost no energy to fight for her marriage. sometimes, when things get intense, the only person keeping her from stealing one of axl’s guns and ending her suffering is sebastian.
of course, the one time she gives in and lets axl stay home with the baby all by himself, instead of packing everything up and taking the whiny newborn to the doctor’s office with her, everything goes wrong. her appointment is at 4 p.m., and she knows that she has to be home before 7 p.m. because axl’s playing a show later this evening, the very first one in 1991 if she remembers correctly, and she has to stay home with bastian. she doesn’t really want the entire city, or worse — the entire world, to learn that they’ve had a baby. for safety and privacy reasons. that’s what she’s telling herself, how she justifies her refusal to go to the show with the baby. but that’s only partially true. her son’s immune system is still so very weak that she sees the idea of spending even a second in a crowded room with him as something life-threatening. she leaves the doctor’s office late, heads home in late-afternoon, rush-hour traffic and soon finds herself stuck in a jam of honking cars and frustrated drivers. unfortunately, she doesn’t make it home on time, but it doesn’t really stress her out. she expects to find beta, the new babysitter that axl’s found in some newspaper, in their living room with sebastian in her arms, but what she finds instead is a note. a note that makes her heart lurch into her throat, pounding uncomfortably. her palms sweating. jesus christ.
the next thing she knows, her red jeep is back on the streets, maneuvering dangerously between other vehicles. it’s the longest ride of her entire life. minutes feel like hours as she can’t help but worry about her baby, wonder if he’s okay. he probably isn’t. after all, he has the dumbest, most selfish father in the world. maybe he’s locked in some nasty bathroom, scared and crying, with a diaper that most likely hasn’t been changed ever since she left. these thoughts make her want to tear up as she walks into the crowded bar. wearing a white turtle neck, tucked neatly into her skirt, tights and a pair of doc martens, with her long ringlets cascading down her back, she turns a few heads, but she’s too stressed out to even notice. her mind is fixated on one thing and one thing only — finding her baby and bringing him home. her heart is going a hundred miles an hour, and she’s sure the apples of her cheeks match the scarlet tinge of her short corduroy skirt. she’s furious and so very disappointed with axl. how can he possibly be so reckless? he’s done many dumb things in his life, so has she, but this exceeds her wildest expectations. this is undoubtedly the stupidest, most insane thing that the redhead has ever done. the air is thick with cigarette smoke. it’s enough to constrict her lungs and make her cough. she doesn’t even want to begin to imagine what it’s doing to her poor baby boy. a few months ago he had to fight for each breath and now his father just brought him to a place like this. gosh, how could she trust this man? how could she think he’d know how to take care of her baby? she used to love this bar, the food, the atmosphere, but still no four month old belongs in a place like this. frozen in place, she’s looking around nervously, bright eyes scanning every inch of the room.
╰ @rcsechild
145 notes - Posted January 2, 2022
My #1 post of 2022
@rcsechild said: *watching madonna’s movie in 1990 and the naked scene comes up when erin’s walking through the door*
juggling a bunch of shopping bags and a box of donuts in her arms, erin attempts to slip her key into the lock on the door of her condominium without dropping anything. it proves to be a difficult task, taking her way longer than it probably should. she blames her sudden clumsiness on both the hot, muggy weather outside and the fact that she is growing a little human, and it does drain her energy, making her more sluggish. however, when she finally does manage to twist open the door and step into the brightly lit foyer, a warm smile blooms on her lips almost immediately. happiness filling her sky-blue eyes as she forgets about all her worries and discomfort, and calls out, ❝ honey, i’m home! ❞ she doubts she’ll ever get tired of saying these words. her stomach fills with butterflies and her heart skips a beat every time she comes home to her husband. her husband. it sounds so beautiful. ❝ i got you something. did you feed the dogs? ❞ she uses her shoulder to shut the door behind her and powers forward with all the bags still somehow intact, making it up the short hall to the small kitchen on the right. she doesn’t like asking for help and tries to enjoy her independence while she still can. she carefully sets the groceries down on the counter and is about to start putting them away when a strange sound coming from the living room captures her attention. was that a moan she just heard?!
#for the piercings - i wish i had some artistic talent because i would die to see her with some extra piercings i can't see in the game
I sent 3 gifts in 2022
My Top Posts in 2022:
#5
my friend just sent me this video and I just -
those are some pretty crazy rock formations
51 notes - Posted September 12, 2022
#4
Random OTP Asks
I scraped a random assortment of questions from this mega post so that I could answer them in a very self-indulgent way. I didn't originally number them, and it turns out I ended up with an odd number. Sorry to all Increments of Five enjoyers out there.
Who is always horny and will have sex, at any place and at any time?
Who slides their arm around the other’s waist?
Who tops and who bottoms?
Who acts tough but actually is really submissive?
Who is louder in bed?
Who does some crazy stunt to try and impress the other and who ends up driving them to the ER after it backfires?
Who likes to give the other hugs from behind followed by a kiss?
Who causes the tomfoolery and who has to try and stop the tomfoolery?
Who’s ready for marriage first?
Who wants kids first?
Who’s the first to break down because they’re going to be parents?
Which one has more insecurities? Over what?
Would they hate-fuck if they were mad at one another? If they had a falling out?
Which one stubbornly tries to pretend they aren’t sick?
Who initiates PDA the most in public?
Who is your OTP’s unofficial/official child?
Who pulls the other closer while sleeping?
Who likes to sit in the other’s lap?
Who still blushes when their partner compliments them?
Who asks the other’s father/father figure to marry their son/daughter?
Who sleeps on which side of the bed?
Who would be a lovey dovey drunk?
Who do they ask to be their bridesmaid(s)/best man/men?
Who distracts the driver by being a bit too provocative in the car?
Favorite canon moment of them?
Least favorite canon moment of them?
Which one fixes up the other one’s outfit in the morning (adjusting a tie, putting hair in the right spot, etc)?
What theme would their wedding be, if they were going to get married?
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76 notes - Posted September 16, 2022
#3
A few months ago, I was l lucky enough to receive the most amazing commission of my girl from the lovely @lilithkb (LilithKBArt on Twitter) 💖
I have been absolutely obsessed with this since I got it back. The amount of detail that Lilith put into this blows my mind. I love the tweaks that they made to the armour to make it more Mihri, the colours that we worked together on to make it more meaningful*.
I'm never good at words when it comes to these things because I feel like words can't really convey the love I have for this. If you're on Twitter, please go give them and their amazing art some love!
*green is Mihri's favourite color! However, I tend to associate her with turquoise for some reason. The armour colors are a lovely blend of both of us.
78 notes - Posted September 4, 2022
#2
I was lucky enough to snag a commission slot from the lovely @jentrevellan, so you know I had to get a bust of Mihri 💖 I can’t get over how she looks in her little dress, and the FLOWER CROWN! Thank you again, Jen! 💖💖
1. What are you wearing? Short jeans, pink blouse and a pink bow.
2. Ever been in love? Of course, even though I don’t want to do that anymore.
3. Ever had a terrible breakup? Yup.
4. How tall are you? 1,56cm (5ft3).
5. How much do you weigh? Around 54 kg.
6. Any tattoos you want? None. I don’t like them, but respect them.
7. Any piercings you want? Nope. Not my favorite thing.
8. OTP? A what? I'm🤡
9. Favourite show(s)? Anne with An E, Monster: The Jeffrey Dahmer Story, Malcolm in the Middle and Courage the Cowardly dog.
10. Favourite band? The Beatles 💕 then Queen
11. Something you miss? I miss my ballet and French classes, I miss the time where I didn’t have to worry about money.
12. Favourite song(s)? Well, there are many but the ones I have been listening to often for now are: Little Lamb Dragonfly, Maybe I’m Amazed, Hey Jude, Put your Records on by Corinne Bailey Rae, Starman by David Bowie, It’s all over now baby blue by Joan Baez, Romance in Durango and I Want you by Bob Dylan, Get it While you Can by Janis Joplin, Love you by Syd Barrett, Radio by Lana del Rey, All my loving by The Beatles, Führe Mich, Roter Sand and Dalai Lama by Rammstein, Ach so Gern and Platz Eins by Till Lindemann and Sola by Jorge Rigó.
13. How old are you? 31.
14. Zodiac Sign? Capricorn like Joan Baez, Janis Joplin, Elvis, Pattie Smith, Till Lindemann, David Bowie and Syd Barrett:)
15. Hair Colour? Dark Brown.
16. Favourite Quote? Many. “Kiss me, and you will see how important I am” ~Sylvia Plath
17. Favourite singer? Paul McCartney, Ringo Starr, Janis Joplin, Freddie Mercury, Lana del Rey, Corinne Bailey Rae, Leanne la Havas, Robert Plant, Jim Morrison, Syd Barrett, France Gall, Joan Baez, Till Lindemann and more.
18. Favorite color(s)? Pink, purple and black.
19. Loud music or soft music? Both actually, quiet music low and hard music louder.
20. Where do you go when you’re sad? I like to be in nature.
21. How long does it take you to shower? 30 minutes/one hour lmao, I have curly hair and it’s high maintenance.
22. How long does it take you to get ready in the morning? 20 or 30 minutes.
23. Ever been in a physical fight? Nope, I'm pretty calm. Back in 2006 I had to kick a guy because he was already bullying me too much and the principal didn’t want to take action because she said he did that because he had a crush on me, so I had to put a stop myself and grabbed him by the shirt and kicked him on the head and stomach. He stopped bullying me after that.
24. Turn on(s)? Effective communicator, emotionally responsible, empathetic, being kind to others, helping others, respectful towards others, someone who doesn’t like conflict and prefers peace, that isn’t too negative, compassion, monogamous, good sense of humour, groovy sense of style, good taste in music, non-verbal communication, respecting my tastes, open minded but has their own opinions, willing to love on me, being able to let go and be free with me, piercing eyes, nice smile, pale, big shaped, being able to understand me.
25. Turn off(s)? Manipulation or gaslighting, being disrespectful, selfish, inappropriate jokes, misogynistic, speciesist, homophobic, edgy, believing that you are better than everyone, doesn’t support abortion or hates any kind of human rights movement, not being grateful or not having class, not respecting my tastes, etc, etc.
26. The reason I joined Tumblr? I wanted to get into a place where I can share my nonsense and taste, share my thoughts and my love for life. Twitter and Facebook are too toxic, so full of hate and spiteful people. The community here is pretty good💖✨.
27. Fears? Many people are afraid of the death of oneself but I am more afraid of the death of my loved ones, height and chainsaws scare me to death and I’m scared of soldiers and policemen.
28. Last thing that made you cry? A video about a 1 month old puppy being rescued from the river but he died anyway.
29. Last time you cried? Yesterday :(
30. Meaning behind your URL? 1901 Ghost is because I looove everything Victorian and Edwardian Era, I also love the Roaring Twenties the 60’s and 70’s, but Victorian-Edwardian Era is so meaningful to me, so you will see more of that in my Tumblr wall.
31. Last book you read? Anne of the Green Gables.
32. Last song you listened to? Mamunia by Paul McCartney.
33. Last show you watched? Anne with an E.
34. Last person you talked to? My mom and my sister.
35. The relationship between you and the person you last texted? They my mom and sis and relationship is bunderful!
36. Favorite food? Tofu. If you want to win my heart, gimme some good tofu:)
37.Place you want to visit? I want to go to Brazil, Holland and Switzerland :’)
38. Last place you were? At my fave coffee shop.
39. Do you have a crush? Yup, a guy manager from DD :(
40. Last time you kissed someone? Haven’t kissed anyone yet. I know it’s weird that someone in their 30’s hasn’t experienced any of that, but I want to be kissed by the person that will be my life partner. I’m too conservative regarding that.
41. Last time you were insulted and what was it? It's weird that people insult me because I don't usually do bad things and mostly when I'm surrounded by people they rarely notice me, so I really don't remember when they last insulted me.
42. What color underwear are you wearing? Calm down darling
43. What colour shirt are you wearing? Pink.
44. What colour bottoms are you wearing? Light blue short jeans.
45. Wearing any bracelets? Yep, one that my little nephew gave me that has my name on it.
46. Last sport you played? I know it’s an art form but it’s also physical form, I did ballet.
47. Last song you sang? Radio by Lana del Rey
48. Last prank call you remember doing? Idk, maybe when I was younger and called someone to tell them I was the devil lol
49. Last time you hung out with someone? Loooooooooong time ago.
50. Favourite movie(s)? Sunrise 1927, One Week 1927, Aelita 1927, Wings 1927, Picnic at the Hanging Rock, Aimeé and Jaguar, Pearl 2022, anything silent film especially if it’s from Buster Keaton 💕
A/N: Wrote this a while ago for Amy and Etho. This happens after they get married, during the week long celebrations of the royal wedding
“When did you fall in love with me?”
The words left her lips before Amy could stop herself. Her pale cheeks grew red and warm, and she casted her gaze away to avoid his. Her fingers fiddled with the thin wedding ring— two small bands of copper and silver wound each other like a link with small onyx gems decorating the circle. Her husband wore a similar ring, but his had orange topaz gems as a reminder of the beautiful color of her magic. He always commented on the opposites of their magic; comparing his to thick, dark thunder clouds and hers to the beauty of the setting sun, a color he wanted to bathe in.
A soft chuckle escaped his chest and the sound of gentle footsteps filled the chamber that was their bedroom. Etho walked over to join her on the balcony, and he took her chin in his fingers, tilting her head up to look at him. Amy’s pale blue eyes locked onto his bright yellow ones, and all she could notice was the love and adoration in them. He leaned down to press a soft kiss to the bridge of her nose before trailing them down until he pressed one to the tip of her nose. Amy scrunched her nose up causing Etho to laugh once more and rub a gentle thumb against her cheek.
“I fell in love with you on the beach at Summer’s End.” His voice was soft, Elven accent thick as he whispered the words to her like sweet-nothings. “During our walk, you stopped to admire the scene: the glow fish swimming in the ocean; the stars that reflected in your eyes so beautifully I swore the heavens lived inside you. And the bonfire, Jahar help me, the way the flames illuminated your face, caressed every feature of you. It was as if you were sculpted by Tyjun himself. You were more than beautiful in that moment. You were— are —something beyond description: ryli’fi.”
Amy’s brows furrowed. “I’m not familiar with that word. Is–is it Elvish?”
He nodded. “It’s ancient Elvish, not something taught at your Academy nor is it taught in Holloheim. It’s only taught to those of royal blood.”
“What does it mean?”
“There is no word for it in your language, but the best translation is: eternal perfection.”
Amy started to look down, but before she could Etho kept her head in place. His other hand went to her waist as he dipped his head, capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, and Amy’s hands lifted up to his hair, her fingers tangled in his dark curls. After a moment they pulled away for air, his forehead pressed against hers. Their lips lingered as they caught their breath.
“I love you, Amelia.” He whispered against her lips.
She smiled softly. “I love you more, Etho.”
Pulling her against him, Etho pressed a kiss to the top of her head. “We should get some rest, my sweet. There’s a full week of celebrations ahead of us. The whole realm will be celebrating our union. And once the festivities are over, we’ll go to Summer’s End. Just the two of us.”
“I’d like that,” she mumbled, burying her face in his neck. “I’d like that a lot.”
Stiles has to attend a masquerade ball as the McCall representative despite the fact that he distrusts the Hales and certainly doesn't want to honor them. When he meets a handsome stranger in a private alcove, the evening starts looking up. Of course, it's just his luck that his plans for a one night stand don't turn out that way at all.
Day One: Festival/Kissing Booth
Happy billdipweek 2017 guysss!
- If they’ll try to kiss you i’ll make pay them far more than 5c
- Something like… life?
- Din Din! Right answer lil Sapling, your prize is a kiss!
AHHH I’M SO EXITED! IT’S STUPID BUT IT’S THE FIRST TIME I PARTECIPE AT AN EVENT LIKE THAT AND ADSBHSDBKCHKSHCABSKH I’M HAPPY AHHHHH *shut up Mochi.*
I don’t know if i can do all the day because this is the last week of school so it’s full of tests (yes………. the last week…………………………..) and then i will have a really important exam so i have to work hard and study, but I’LL TRY!
Have some Lukanette's first kiss shenanigans bc I'm curently in quarantine and I have nothing better to do
I have never in my life written fanfiction so this is a premier I guess
This doesn't have any context, it's just my otp smooching. Technically this can take place at any moment in the show. Apologies for grammar mistakes or typos, English isn't my first language
Anyway I hope you enjoy!
The sun had already began to set, coloring the sky in various shades of pink, orange and red, when Marinette and Luka walked over the bridge, leading them to the other side of the Seine.
Marinette stopped in the middle to take in the beautiful sunset.
"The sunset looks really pretty today," she said with a smile on her face. Luka noded. "Sure does."
The two teenagers stood next to each other for some time, admiring the beauty of nature and how it reflected on the surface of the water underneath them, while the sun kept descending slowly until it eventually disappeared behind some buildings in the distance.
From the corner of her eyes, Marinette saw Luka turning his attention to her.
"So, I don't know about you, but I for sure had an amazing day with you," he said. Marinette turned to look up at his face. He smiled at her and she felt butterflies in her stomach.
He continued: "I'd love to meet up again soon. If you're up for that, of course". There was something in his voice that made his last statement sound a little hesitant or uncertain. Marinette found it very cute.
"I love hanging with you, too," she replied, "and I'd absolutely like to go on another date-" when she realized what she had just said, she widened her eyes and covered her mouth with one hand. Well, she had thought that her day with Luka kinda felt like a date, but neither of them had actually refered to it as such. But the two of them together all day, sitting in the park, enjoying ice cream, talking about everything and nothing... that qualified as a date, right? It's not like Marinette was opposed to the idea.
The relaxed smile on Luka's face also disappeared and was replaced with a slight blush across his cheeks and a surprised look. Marinette was a little too overwhelmed to actually realize that Luka was just as flustered as her.
"Uh, I mean, uhm, you know," she stuttered, "uh... oh my god words, I know words! Well... uh"
Turned out her brain was not able to produce any useful words, but that wasn't necessary. Luka got over the shook a little quicker, so he gently took one of her hands and squeezed it. Marinette felt her heartbeat getting faster.
"I mean," he began, "I have nothing against calling today a 'date'. Actually to be honest, I was really hoping this was a date? Because, well," He took a deep breath and smiled again, his eyes full of love and admiration, "you still are the music that's stuck in my head."
Marinette just kept staring at him. The way he looked at her, with his eyes full of love and admiration, he looked exactly like the first time he had told her how he felt about her, when Kitty section won that contest and got to perform on live TV. Back then, he had walked away immediately after, but now he was still there, smiling like a love struck dork with a blush on his face (GOD it made him look awfully cute), not moving. Was he waiting for a response? Marinette knew he was always very patient with her, but she still felt like it would be a little inappropriate to say nothing at all.
In her head, she heard a tiny voice that whispered "don't hesitate". Right, no hesitation. Marinette didn't want to hesitate. She knew how she felt about Luka and she really wanted to communicate that to him. And if her voice refused to be useful at the moment...
Everything happened very fast. One moment Marinette was standing there like a statue and the next she had moved her hands to grab Luka's face, pulled him down and got on her tippy toes to press her lips against hers. The second she met his soft lips, she felt how her heart exploded and a feeling of warmth consumed her entire body. Luka let out a surprised "hmpf" at the sudden kiss and before he could properly react, Marinette's lips left his with a soft click. They stared at each other, lips only centimeters apart, Marinette's hands still holding Luka's face, both blushing.
Marinette looked down to her feet.
"Uhm... I really wanted to let you know that, uhm," she took a deep breath and tried to calm her beating heart down. Her voice turned into a whisper.
"... that you have also been stuck in my mind for some time now. And I would also like to call today a date and I also.... I also really wanted to... ah... kiss... you."
When Luka gave no answer at first, it made Marinette nervous. She did just kiss him without asking him for permission. What if he wasn't ready for that? Has she been too fast?
But when she felt a finger beneath her chin, tilting her head up to meet his eyes, which were full of love, all her wories were forgotten. It was just them, in this moment.
Luka smiled. "That makes me really happy," he whispered, "because to be honest, I also really wanted to kiss you. For a while now. And I can't imagine a more perfect first kiss."
Marinette smiled.
"Then... would it maybe be possible if we... did that again?", she asked, looking at Luka's lips.
"There's nothing I'd rather do," he replied and their lips met for the second time. Marinette wrapped her arms aroung his neck while he placed his hands on her hip. This kiss wasn't as hectic as the first one. It was gentle in the way both moved their lips against the other's, very slow and cautious, almost experimental. But it felt extremely nice.
Marinette found herself wanting to stay like this forever. Her in Luka's arms, on the bridge above the seine, under the colorful sunset sky that was slowly going to dark blue. Nothing else mattered in this moment, nothing else existed. it was just them and the fast rhythm of their hearts.