#𝜗𝜚 — rosemary｡

[abh-r]

♱ bubblegum lesbian｡

— a flag for lesbians who enjoy bubblegum, or have a bubbly personality.

[madschiavelique]

If your request is still open and if you're comfortable with it can I ask for Halsin, Gale, Astarion, Gortash and Raphael on thier wedding night with thier fem S/O?

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ characters : halsin, gale, astarion, gortash, raphael

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ content warning : mostly fluff, implied nsfw but nothing explicit, no use of y/n, fem!reader

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ words : 1,2k (235~ for each characters)

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ author's note : love i'm so sorry this took so long but school is eating me tf out (and not in the way i'd rather it to be done)

( not proofread, english is not my first language ☆)

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ halsin :

Your wedding takes place in the Grove, decorations adorning the pillars and the fountain. The fireflies waltzed gently through the air, the weather was mild, Spring had arrived and the trees were in bloom. Of course the wedding would take place during the season of love.

Halsin wears a set of traditional Druid robes, his hair loose and braided with rosemary and lavender, his brown locks seeming to be the real earth that grows them.

His bare feet dig their heels into the fresh earth as his eyes landed on you.

Your hair was loose and held in beautiful waves with little flowers set into it. You were wearing a traditional druidic dress, the shades matching Halsin's outfit perfectly.

Silvanus had more than blessed him; he felt touched by his personal grace to have you as his eternal partner.

After exchanging your vows, you were drowned in a shower of petals from various flowers, all smiling as you kissed.

Everyone was dancing and an all-you-can-eat buffet was on display. Your chairs were the ground, the rocks and the steps leading up to the grove from the fountain.

When you and Halsin escaped the festivities, you found no bridal bed of feathers and straws, but headed for the forest.

In a clearing sheltered from view, a witch's circle covered in moss and flowers awaited you.

Man or Bear, this night was set to be unforgettable for you both.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ gale :

Gale had embellished an entire room, the powers of the Weave bringing an atmosphere and aesthetic beyond imagination.

Wisteria rained down from the endless ceiling, particles of violet, blue and golden light twirled in the air, bringing smiles to every body they touched.

Gale wore superb violet robes, had on his most beautiful earrings, his beard coated with sweet, spicy-scented oils.

The guests didn't need to be many, but all Gale's acquaintances and yours were there, and that was enough for you.

When you arrived, your dress was light, silk and crystal organza mingling like flower petals to trail your steps.

Your vows were exchanged, and with a smile he kissed you to the cheers of all around.

The surrounding area was transformed into a glade, the stars shining like diamonds on a blanket of blue velvet. Fairies flitted here and there, and you and Gale were lying on a set of soft rugs, chatting about everything and nothing over bunches of grapes and other fruit.

The atmosphere was a perfect reminder of your first night, in the forest, the milky way crossing the night like a multicoloured ribbon. Just the two of you.

Just the two of you? You turned your eyes, and the guests were gone, and the surroundings had changed again. A little teleportation, and you'd found yourselves in a bed, smiling and warm-skinned.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ astarion :

If there was one point of honour Astarion was counting on, it was that your wedding took place before sunset and continued through the night until he took you to bed at sunrise.

Everything was surrounded by jewels, gold and silver at the request of Astarion, who hoped that this extravagant organisation would make the sun shine all around him and the guests.

Cazador manor had abandoned its coldness to welcome the warmth of the many guests, wine in their bellies, and laughter exploding in every corridor.

Astarion was elegantly dressed, having personally chosen the fabrics for his black, white and red attire.

The crowd fell silent as you descended the steps leading to the main hall, your dress and veil a gradation of white to red to black. If Astarion still had a heartbeat, he was sure it would have stopped in its tracks.

Your vows were exchanged as the sun crossed the horizon, and the party resumed in earnest.

The whole night was spent waltzing around, laughing as Astarion told you jokes about every guest present, and downing flutes of champagne bubbling with excitement.

When dawn came, he didn't waste a single second taking you in his arms, carrying you like a princess to the door of your quarters.

Your heart beat in unison as the sun peeked through your curtains and flooded Astarion's face in a warm caress between your thighs.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ gortash :

the event was inevitably gigantic. The whole town was to cease its day's activities, abandon its work and come to the castle to celebrate.

All the best pastry chefs and cooks had been requisitioned by his orders to offer as much variety as possible in the dishes. The event was so grand that it made you wonder whether Gortash would not take the opportunity to make this a public holiday, a day of celebration for all in honour of your union.

Of course, Gortash had paid who knows how many gold coins for the best stylists he could find to make his outfit and yours.

He smiled courteously at the guests in the throne room, always mindful of the need to forge links and do business.

But these thoughts soon faded from his mind as you entered the room, dressed all in white, the very incarnation of purity and perfection before his eyes.

Your vows were exchanged, and a thunderous applause filled the room as the bells rang outside. You both left the château, the crowd throwing rice and petals into the air as you entered your carriage.

He would have loved to let the whole castle know that night that you were his wife, but he had built a house away from everyone where you could properly consummate your love.

─ . 𝜗𝜚‧ raphael :

The House of Hope has never been so full of demons and guests of honour. I mean hell, the entirety of the Nines have been invited in here. You even wondered how the marble hadn't crumbled since then just by the sheer number of people here. But by some trick that has escaped you, just for this occasion, everything has been enlarged.

Raphael's wings have been covered in jewels, fine golden chains set with precious stones running around the edges of his wings, bracelets gleaming on the horns of his skull as he adorned the most elegant robes the underworld had to offer.

All the decadence of the underworld ceased for just a few moments as you descended the stairs to the main hall, Raphael's dark eyes covering your entire body.

You were wearing his colours in one of the most sumptuous outfits he had ever seen, and for this he had put all the best stylists on the case.

It was without doubt the most expensive wedding in centuries, and Raphael would probably have been furious if it hadn't been.

The vows were exchanged, and it took every ounce of the demon's strength not to rip off every bit of fabric separating your skin from his hands.

Fortunately for him, he didn't have to respect any marriage rules, certainly not in the underworld or in his own home.

It didn't take him long to kiss the back of your neck and for you to disappear in a dark cloud to the roars of joy from the guests.

[agirlinteruppted]

⋆˚࿔ my cherries and, wine, rosemary and, thyme 𝜗𝜚˚⋆ 🍒🥤🍫

[lingpaopao]

╰₊🧂 𝘚𝘦𝘢𝘴𝘰𝘯𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘝𝘰𝘤𝘢𝘣𝘶𝘭𝘢𝘳𝘺 𝜗𝜚

Bay leaf ~ 香叶 (xiāng yè) BBQ seasoning ~ 烧烤调料 (shāokǎo tiáoliào) Basil ~ 罗勒 (luólè) Black vinegar ~ 黑醋 (hēi cù) Cane sugar ~ 甘蔗糖 (gānzhè táng) Caper ~ 开普 (kāipǔ) Cayenne pepper ~ 辣椒粉 (làjiāo fěn) Chives ~ 韭菜 (jiǔcài) Cilantro ~ 香菜 (xiāngcài) Clove ~ 丁香 (dīngxiāng) Coleslaw ~ 美式卷心菜沙拉 (měishì juǎn xīncài shālā) Cooking wine ~ 料酒 (liàojiǔ) Cumin ~ 孜然 (zīrán) Dark soy sauce ~ 老抽 (lǎo chōu) Dill ~ 莳萝 (shíluó) Fennel ~ 茴香 (huíxiāng) Fermented bean curd ~ 豆腐乳 (dòufu rǔ) Garlic ~ 大蒜 (dàsuàn) Gravy ~ 肉汁 (ròuzhī) Hoisin sauce ~ 海鲜酱 (hǎixiān jiàng) Hummus ~ 鹰嘴豆泥 (yīngzuǐ dòuní) Jalapeño ~ 墨西哥辣椒 (mòxīgē làjiāo) Ketchup ~ 番茄酱 (fānqié jiàng) Lavender ~ 薰衣草 (xūnyīcǎo) Lemongrass ~ 柠檬草 (níngméngcǎo) Light soy sauce ~ 生抽 (shēng chōu) Maple syrup ~ 枫糖浆 (fēng tángjiāng) Mayo ~ 蛋黄酱 (dànhuáng jiàng) Mint ~ 薄荷 (bòhé) Miso ~ 味噌 (wèizēng) Mugwort ~ 艾草 (àicǎo) Mustard ~ 芥末 (jièmò) Nutmeg ~ 肉豆蔻 (ròudòukòu) Oregano ~ 牛�� (niúzhì) Oyster sauce ~ ���油 (háoyóu) Paprika ~ 辣椒粉 (làjiāo fěn) Parsley ~ 欧芹 (ōuqín) Pepper ~ 胡椒 (hújiāo) Peppermint ~ 薄荷 (bòhé) Poppy seed ~ 罂粟籽 (yīngsù zǐ) Ranch dressing ~ 牧场沙拉酱 (mùchǎng shālā jiàng) Red pepper flakes ~ 红辣椒片 (hóng làjiāo piàn) Rosemary ~ 迷迭香 (mídiéxiāng) Saffron ~ 番红花 (fānhónghuā) Sage ~ 鼠尾草 (shǔwěicǎo) Salad dressing ~ 沙拉酱 (shālā jiàng) Salsa ~ 莎莎酱 (shāshā jiàng) Sesame oil ~ 麻油 (máyóu) Shallots ~ 青葱 (qīngcōng) Sichuan pepper ~ 花椒 (huājiāo) Spearmint ~ 荷兰薄荷 (hélán bòhé) Spices ~ 香料 (xiāngliào) Star anise ~ 八角 (bājiǎo) Sweet bean sauce ~ 甜面酱 (tiánmiàn jiàng) Sour cream ~ 酸奶油 (suānnǎi yóu) Syrup ~ 糖浆 (tángjiāng) Teriyaki sauce ~ 照烧酱 (zhàoshāo jiàng) Thyme ~ 百里香 (bǎilǐxiāng) Turmeric ~ 姜黄 (jiānghuáng) Wasabi ~ 山葵 (shānkui)

[bl00dy-m0rgue]

parsley sage rosemary and thyme

𝜗𝜚˚⋆ how joyful it is to see someone else understand the reference linked to my theme, or it could be the song as well since it’s existing. nonetheless, thank you ~

[abh-r]

tonight, the stage is yours.

♱ reqs ; open.