#Frieren X y/n

[teatreeoilll]

Tender (Sein X Reader)

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w/c - 1.1k content - look at that- my first frieren fic; there's really nothing like an alcohol-loving traveling priest, f!reader, mentions of smoking and drinking. For the wonderful @peepeepopoooo, hope you like it.

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When it rains, it pours. And when it poured, all the older men of the village, and occasionally some sneaky young boys, would gather in the tavern, downing drinks like the barrels would run dry the day after.

"Slow down, old man; there's plenty left." You chastise the mayor with a smile, putting down three new mugs of beer on the table with a thud, "Wouldn't want your wife dragging your unconscious body through the village in the morning again, now would we?"

"I thought barmaids were supposed to encourage drinking." A voice cuts in, and you turn to witness a man in a clergy robe, a cigarette hanging loosely from the corner of his mouth, shuffling playing cards thoroughly in his hands.

"I thought priests weren't supposed to drink."

"It helps us stay close to the goddess." He puts down the card deck to take a swig of his beer, leaving a trail of white foam on his upper lip.

"Does it really?" You pick up the empty mug from his table.

"No," He wipes his mouth with his sleeve, "But it's a great conversation starter with pretty barmaids." And you blush, almost forgetting yourself in his green eyes.

"I wouldn't say it's great."

He chuckles, soft and low, with a hint of redness on his cheeks which you weren't sure if came from the drinks or your words, and it's enough for you to think about him even after the tavern closes, with the rain still knocking on your window as you try to fall asleep.

-

"A drunk traveling priest?" Your friend locks eyes with you as you recollect the memories from the other night, "What good would that do? You should find a nice guy from the village. Better a hunter or an owner of some shop; they always have something to bring back home." You stand and nod at the sensible comments, cleaning yesterday's mugs as you throw looks at the table the priest sat at only hours ago, wondering if he'll come again today.

And he does. He walks in with a cigarette already lit and avoids your gaze as he finds the furthest seat from the bar counter.

"Would you like something to drink?"

"What do you have?" And he watches you laugh, the thought crossing your mind that he's probably already used to the big-city taverns.

"Well, you see.." You say, making a deliberate pause, which he catches on to, "Sein." He adds, and you grin, already pouring a drink. "Well, you see, Sein. This is a unique tavern, unlike those you've probably been to a thousand times. We serve beer on weekdays, but on weekends, it's beer - and sometimes - but only on very special occasions, there's this drink that we serve. I mean, I could tell you, but it's kind of a secret."

"Is it beer?" Sein asks, the ashes falling off his cigarette as he chuckles.

"How'd you know?" You pull a surprised expression while you make your way with the drink to his table.

"Just a hunch."

-

"Sein!" You exclaim, running towards him on the path leading out of the village, "Leaving already?"

"Just going to get some medicinal herbs," he smirks, "why, think you'd miss me?"

"I would miss the money left on your open tab." And he blushes, a hand reaching out to rub the back of his neck.

"Oh, I - uh, It's fine, I'll pay it tonight." He stutters, watching the grin disappear from your face.

"Oh goddess, no, it's a joke!" Your face flushes red as you're reduced to babbling incoherence to excuse yourself from the situation.

-

"Let me help," he extends a hand to lift a few mugs from the now-emptied table, the tavern's dim light reflecting in his eyes.

"I couldn't possibly let a customer help," you reach to grab the mugs from his arms, "besides, I heard you're leaving tomorrow; you should go get some sleep before it's too late."

"I don't mind." he takes the mugs up to the bar counter, watching the last intoxicated villagers leave the place, their drunken laughter still audible through the door.

You clean up silently, watching him wipe the tables as you sweep the dirt left on the floors. A slight unease grows when you think of his imminent departure, your eyes drifting toward his face, lingering for a little too long as you try to memorize his features.

"I heard the mayor almost lost his finger." You finally say.

"Hmm?" He picks up his gaze, "Ah, well, a healing spell mended it rather quickly. He was ecstatic, you see," He curled his pointer finger in front of his face, "It's the one thing that makes his wife happy."

And you blush at his words, "It's the what?"

"I mean, if he couldn't pull the string on his hunting bow, it would have made for a terrible winter." He stops in his tracks, "Why, what'd you think?"

"N-nothing," you stammer, and he burst into laughter, almost dropping the cloth from his hand. You feel a tug in your heart, a passing notion that you would miss that laughter more than you should, "You vulgar priest," you mutter under your breath.

"I think it's rather clean now, don't you?" He watches you swipe the broom over the spotless floors over and over again, and you sigh, knowing that you can't prolong the moment any longer.

"Yes, I think it is." You put the broom down by the counter, leaning on a table next to Sein, "Well, I think it's goodbye now, isn't it?"

But he doesn't move from the seat he took by the table, his leg bouncing on the wooden floor. "I guess it is."

"Ah, don't look so sad, priest. There are many towns and many taverns on the way to your destination, aren't there?" You find the courage to smile.

"It's the barmaid I'd miss." He confesses.

"You'll make the barmaid blush if you keep talking like that," you mumble, "and you never even asked for her name."

"(Y/N)." he utters, getting up from his seat, "You really think I wouldn't ask around for the beautiful barmaiden's name?"

And you taste the tobacco on his lips as he presses them onto yours, and the fading flavor of beer on his tongue when he slips it into your mouth. He draws your body closer to his, and a shiver crawls up your spine at the warm touch of his palm on the back of your neck before he lets his hand get lost in your hair.

"I thought priests weren't supposed to kiss," you smile when you break away from the kiss for a moment.

"They really aren't," he leans in closer again, "but it's the best kind of vice."

-

"I still have to leave tomorrow," he says, his voice hushed from the guilt.

"I never asked you to stay," you remarked, and he furrowed his brows, "but if you ever grow tired of traveling, there's this place that serves beer that I think you might like."

[vraisetzen]

i've been scrolling through the frieren tag here and it's come to my attention that sein is criminally under-loved, so have a gander at a slightly suggestive reader insert WIP i wrote this morning 💋

[amphibiahawks321]

Hello there! Can we get some Frieren x male reader, please?

[Frieren looking at a flower Y/N picked up from the ground with a curious expression]

Frieren : Why would humans give each other a plant?.... Is it supposed to mean something?

[Y/N let out a chuckles and starts grinning]

M!Reader : it's just a flower, Frieren! It's a way of saying "I love you" or showing someone that they loved them!

[Frieren takes the flower from Y/N's hand and starts observing the flower]

Frieren : Hmm.... Is that right? Humans have some unique rituals when it comes to expressing affection, why not say it plainly

M!Reader : Chuckles... Okay, love you frieren

Frieren :

[Y/N let out a soft laugh]

M!Reader : Guess it does work better!

[takusan-no-ai]

Anytime Anywhere

PAIRING: Frieren x Male Reader (Romantic) (Fluff)

SUMMARY: Frieren and (Y/N) are an old married couple.

The sound of sizzling early in the morning as a smell of sweetness filled the air wasn’t nearly enough to awaken the slumbering elf. Two plates decorated the table whilst being piled on with food. (Y/N) huffed when he looked at the clock; She still wasn’t up yet.

He walked into their shared bedroom of over a hundred years and stared down at the sight before him. Frieren still fast asleep with her bed head creating a huge knot of hair. (Y/N) sat down next to her, admiring her sleeping beauty.

“At this rate you’ll sleep in so long that we won’t have anytime to collect those grimoires…,” he mumbled. Frieren’s eyes slowly opened up. She yawned and stretched before sitting up sluggish.

“…grimoires?…,” she made out in a barely audible whisper. (Y/N) grabbed the brush from inside the vanity desk and began brushing through his wife’s hair. “Eggs…bacon…sausages…toast…coffee. You made breakfast?” Frieren asked, finally waking up.

“As much as I’d love to go through the song and dance of chiding you for sleeping in so late, after a few centuries it becomes second nature to just make you breakfast; no matter the time of day.” Frieren huffed and pouted at his teasings.

She stood up and went into the bathroom to finish getting ready. Once she was out, Frieren walked into the dining room to see (Y/N) already reading his book. Just like they always do, she sat down and ate her brunch while he silently studied his magic.

Frieren smiled to herself, a small chuckle escaping her. “Is something amusing, elfy?” He asked. She leaned forward, staring directly at (Y/N).

“We have a routine that’s been the same for so long, and yet I feel like I’ll never grow tired of it; Of all the relationships I’ve made in my life, I’m glad the one I get to have for an extended period is ours.”

(Y/N) placed down his book and remained frozen, a distant look in his eyes. Then he smiled, finally back to earth, and said, “If I were born again, Frieren, I wouldn’t change a thing; I’d choose this place, I’d choose you, and our future all over again.”

- Fin

[the-original-skipps]

Frieren reader x Himmel Suo??? 🗣️🔥🔥🔥

omgg I’m so sorry for the lateness me and my pea brain I hope you’re still here!! goshh I love frieren and himmel 😭💗

❥ So so I imagine it would a party of four just like in Frieren. Where Sakura is Eisen and Nirei is Heiter, together you are the party that will slay the demon king!

❥ Sakura is blushing really hard every time Suo tries to show affection to (Y/N), sometimes Nirei has to physically make Sakura turn around before he combusts into flames. However, with the rate of how many times Suo tries, Sakura says he's getting used to it. He's still not used to it.

❥ Suo absolutely loves to tease you at various moments, whether you're fighting monsters or sitting idly by the campfire. It's his life's mission to get you to blush at his words at least once. However, he's the one who ends up inwardly flustered because you're just too unconsciously cute. He swears his heart leapt out of his chest when you blew a flying kiss towards him.

❥ Speaking of dungeons, Suo knows you are fully capable of protecting yourself but he can't help but keep an eye out for you. Especially because you tend to fall into mimic traps too easily. In which he has to pull you out of the monster's mouth and sometimes your skirt dangerously rises and he has to look away, cause he's a gentleman like that.

❥ Every time you use your magic, Suo and the whole team are in awe. They can't believe they managed to convince you (it was Suo who convinced you) to join their party. You make magic look so effortless and he absolutely adores the way you always try to look for more spells to learn even if it's not the coolest spell. Suo even fought a dragon just so you get the spell book that contains the spell that automatically irons your clothes.

❥ When visiting a town, you and Suo were walking around the market place until your eye catches a ring at the jewelry stall. Suo immediately noticed and pulled you to the stall despite your insistence of not being interested. It was a ring with the flower of the mirrored lotus. He bought the ring of course.

❥ You completely forgot about the ring until one day as your party was in a field of flowers. Suddenly, Suo calls you over to him. You walk towards him unknowingly only for him to get down on one knee in front of you, taking your hand in his as he slips the ring he bought to your ring finger. Unbeknownst to you that the ring - the flower on it symbolizes his eternal love towards you. He knows you'll outlive him and he hopes that the ring could serve as a reminder to you of him and the unchanging love he has for you.

[zoshkawrites]

Hiyaa there! Can i make a req of hc the dynamic between sakura, umemiya, and suo crushing on reader who is introvert but have some funny remarks (like frieren if you know?)

hello!!! if i understand correctly all three guys love y/n at the same time, right? Lets goo, i hope that you will like them!<3

sakura, umemiya, suo x introvert reader

tw: none, english is not my native language

↪ sometimes suo out of nowhere will say things like "ah, that bracelet reminds me of what y/n told me yesterday!" sakura won't stop wondering what happened. umemiya will ask kotoha if she knows anything (btw: you didn't tell suo anything yesterday because you didn't even meet, he just likes to annoy others)

↪ suo likes you a lot since the first time you've met each other "yeah, i am y/n, but you can call me tomorrow!" he loves your jokes and remakrs;

↪ suo is the type who will constantly message you in their group chat without worrying about the reaction of others;

↪ when sakura, suo, and nirei pass through your street, sakura will blush and suo won't stop asking the reason with a smile on his face, even though he knows very well why sakura is suddenly blushing;

↪ umemiya will surely tell everyone with a bright smile that he spent time with you yesterday. suo will be irritated a little, but will cover it with a smile and continue to act as if nothing happened (but in the evening he will ask you for details);

↪ you will often explain to umemiya and suo that you enjoy spending time with yourself. sakura will not stop to yell "leave her alone" (and suo will be like: "huh, sakura-san wants l/n-san just for himself~");

↪ when you are rude to rude people "my tallest finger suddenly loves you", sakura will cheer you up so much secretly;

↪ whenever sakura complains about the food, umemiya laughts at your remarks "sakura-san, at this point you are going to complain when a donut has a hole", you sighed.

↪ but umemiya and suo always love, laugh and tell other people some strange/funny things you've said before (competing about who is going to say first?)

[aelius29]

Journey's End

Pairings: Elf Wednesday x Hero Fem reader

Part 2/???

If you didn't read the first story. This is the link of Part 1

Reminders: This is an A.U. A version from anime called Frieren: Beyond Journey's End. So their personalities will be mix up and including their appearance.

For example: Like Wednesday, she has a white hair and green eyes while Fem reader has blue eyes and h/c.

Yoko was a half dwarf and Enid was a human being Priestess.

A/n: I hope you guys enjoy this story.✨

Third P.O.V.

"Mage Wednesday Adamus."

"Hero Y/n Celest."

"Priestess Enid Amilair."

"Warrior Yoko Tana."

The king's words echo through the square, the crowd of citizens listening intently to his pronouncement. The king proclaimed in turn, before continuing.

"You've done well defeating the demon king. A peaceful era will know dawn upon this world."

The citizens let out cries of joy upon hearing the king's words, clearly ecstatic at the realization that the age of strife had finally come to an end.

Wednesday P.O.V.

We are now walking in the plaza, having just departed from the castle.

"It appears that the King intends to commission statues of us for display in this very plaza," Y/n states.

I acknowledge with a nod, my face betraying no hint of the tumult of emotions swirling within me.

"Indeed, the King did mention such a plan," I respond, my voice maintaining an even and imperturbable tone. "Such a way of recognizing one's contributions is rather strange, I must remark."

"well, I have strong doubts on whether or not they'll be able to faithfully reproduce a handsome woman like me though. HAHAHAHA." y/n reply as she laugh.

Indeed, Y/N's beauty was undeniable. Her striking blue eyes and her (messy short hair/hijab/her long hair/curly hair, etc.) somehow combined to form an captivating image that drew me in more than I cared to admit.

"Yes, it would indeed be quite a challenge for any sculptor to do justice to a visage of such captivating charm and perfection," I concede.

Y/n laughs heartily, clearly enjoying my dry humor.

"Oh, absolutely," she says, her voice dripping with false modesty. "I have no doubt they'll manage to capture my humble perfection flawlessly. It'll be like looking in a mirror."

"Oh, of course," I reply dryly. "How could any mere mortal sculptor possibly hope to capture the absolute flawless beauty that you possess? It's a futile endeavor, really."

I roll my eyes, but I can't help a small smirk from forming on my lip. Her exaggerated modesty is irritating, yet weirdly endearing at the same time.

Y/n gives an exaggerated curtsy, her eyes sparkling with amusement.

"Why, thank you," she says, feigning a look of mock surprise. "I had no idea you thought so highly of my appearance."

I huff out a small huff of amusement, but I quickly regain my composure.

"I doubt anyone has ever thought lowly of your appearance," I retort. "Your beauty is quite... noticeable."

As we banter back and forth, I can't help but wonder yet again why this woman, with her irritatingly charismatic demeanor, has such an inexplicable effect on me. It's maddening.

Suddenly, enid interrupt us.

"Now now. Wednesday. We can drink alcohol for free now, so is that more than enough?" Enid spoke this time as she's holding a mug of beer. Ironically she's a priestess.

I glance at Enid, raising an eyebrow at her suggestion.

"You just can't resist a free drink, can you, Enid?" I say in a dry tone, already knowing the answer.

Enid grins unrepentantly, shrugging with feigned innocence.

"What can I say? It's a perk of the job," she replies, her tone light. "Plus, it would be a crime not to take advantage of the King's generosity."

"You corrupt priestess." I replied dryly.

Enid just laughs at my comment, unbothered by my bluntness.

"Guilty as charged!" Enid replies with a shrug and a cheeky grin. "But can you blame me? Free drinks and a priestess salary? I'm practically living the dream."

I roll my eyes once again at her carefree demeanor, but there's a hint of amusement in my expression.

"You know, one day your habit of drinking and carefree attitude might get you into trouble," I can't help but add, a hint of warning in my voice.

Enid just waves off my comment with a dismissive gesture.

"Oh, please. Where's the fun in being a priestess if I have to worry about getting into trouble?" she replies cheekily. "Besides, I know how to handle myself. I'll be fine."

I shake my head, knowing that arguing with her is futile. Enid has always been carefree and wild, even when we first meet.

"Whatever you say," I say with a hint of resignation. "But don't come crying to me when something inevitably goes wrong."

As we continue walking, yoko spoke this time. "It's all over, huh?"

"Yes it is. This marks the end of our journey." Y/n said.

"Ten years, hmm? A lot of happened in that time has it not?" Enid said in thoughtful while she's holding a jag of beer.

I give a contemplative nod, acknowledging the gravity of our shared experience. Despite the fact that our adventure feels like it has lasted only a few weeks, I am keenly aware that it has been a significant span of time given the vast differences in the lifespans of elves, dwarf and humans.

"Even on the day if departure, Y/n and yoko going to be executed for being impertinent to the King." Enid think before she giggled.

I roll my eyes at Enid's remark, but there is a hint of exhaustion in the gesture.

"Please, let's not start with that again," I say, my tone carrying a hint of weariness. "There's no need to bring up the fact that we all would have been executed by the King on the day of our departure. I'd rather not dwell on that unpleasant memory."

Y/n gave an amused chuckle, clearly not bothered by the reminder.

"Oh, come on, Wednesday," she says with a smirk. "Where's your sense of drama? I think being executed for impertinence kind of fits our story, don't you think?"

I shoot her a disapproving glare, but can't help but feel a pang of amusement at her unflappable attitude.

Then Y/n added in amused in her tone, "There were also times when Enid would be totally useless after getting a hangover, hm?"

"And that would happen to her once every week." Yoko added.

I can't help but let out a weary sigh at the mention of Enid's tendency to overindulge in alcohol. It's a habit of hers that I have grown accustomed to over the years.

"I swear, that girl has the liver of a dragon," I comment dryly. "It boggles the mind how she manages to function in the morning after such excesses."

Enid merely gave a sheepish grin, seemingly unrepentant.

"What can I say? A girl has her vices," she replied, sipping her beer unflapped.

Yoko shakes her head with a fond smile. "You truly are incorrigible, Enid."

It becomes apparent that I possess a greater level of proficiency in our current moment, so I respond as such.

"On that note, I was outstanding —" suddenly I was cut off.

"Wednesday. We considered leaving you behind when you got gobbled by a mimic." Yoko remind it.

I let out a small scoff at Yoko's reminder, recalling the less than favorable incident in question.

"Yes, that was...unfortunate," I admit, my tone grudging. "But it was a momentary lapse in judgment, and I rectified the situation quite efficiently, if I do say so myself."

Enid couldn't help but laugh at the comment.

"Don't sugarcoat it, Wednesday. You got completely owned by a mimic," she teased, a mischievous glint in her eyes. "And I seem to recall you screaming like a little girl when it swallowed you whole."

"To clarify, I am not exerting these high-pitched exclamations out of torment," I responded with my characteristic deadpan tone. "Rather, I am expressing my surprise at not encountering Grim Reaper." I added, injecting a touch of dry humor into my words.

Yoko chuckled, clearly amused by my explanation.

"Oh, of course. Because it's completely normal to scream in a non-agony way when faced with the prospect of meeting Mr. Death, right?" she said, her tone dripping with sarcasm.

Enid snorted in agreement, her laughter growing heartier as she struggled to contain herself.

"Geez.. it seems we've only ever had ridiculous memories. But still it was fun. I'm glad I could adventure with you all." Y/n said as she grinning towards us.

"Yes.. it is." Enid smiles.

"It was short though." I simple said it.

"Short? What do you mean? It was ten years, you know?" Y/n reply as she shook her head. Then she goes beside to Enid.

"Look at Enid. She's totally reaching that age. Pitifully."

Enid gives Y/n a playful swat on the arm, a hint of mock indignation in her eyes.

"Hey, I'm not old yet, you know!" she protests, though she can't completely suppress a laugh.

Yoko joins in the teasing, her smirk widening.

"Oh come on, Enid. We all know you're reaching that ripe old age where you need regular naps and plenty of anti-aging creams."

"How rude." Enid reply as she roll her eyes.

"She's been like that since the beginning hasn't she?" I comment.

Y/n grins cheekily, clearly enjoying the banter.

"Oh, and don't forget the grey hairs. I can already see them sprouting on her head."

Enid huffs in mock irritation, her hands flying to her hair in a protective gesture.

"Hey! I still have plenty of years before I start getting grey hairs, you know! And also I'm practically younger than you in one year!"

Y/n and Yoko both laughed loudly at Enid's reaction, clearly enjoying getting a rise out of her.

"It won't be long now will it?" Yoko said

But then our conversation stop as we saw the sky. After all it was night time. The meteor shower.

We all fell silent as we lifted our gazes towards the night sky, utterly enthralled by the breathtaking sight unfolding above us. The heavens were clear, and the meteor shower was at its zenith, with streaks of light streaking across the sky like a celestial cascade.

A reverent hush enveloped our group, each of us too entranced by the mesmerizing display to utter a word.

"The 'Era Meteor' I believe they where called." Enid suddenly piped up in response.

"A meteor shower that happens once every 50 years." Y/n added.

"A perfect beginning of peaceful era." she concluded, her words suffused with a sense of wonder.

I caught the whispered words spilling from her lips as she continued to gaze fixedly at the sky. "How majestic..."

I continued to stare up at the sky, my thoughts wandering as I watched the meteors streak across the darkness.

"It's hard to see in this town, isn't it?" I asked them suddenly.

"There people having a moment. Try to reading a mood." Y/n rolled her eyes, amused by my bluntness.

Enid chuckled softly, shaking her head.

"Wednesday, your timing could use some work," she said, a hint of amusement in her tone.

Yoko gave a light-hearted giggle, clearly unsurprised by my bluntness.

"In that case," I address them, "Fifty years hence, I am certain of a locale where we shall witness an even more breathtaking spectacle. Therefore, I shall take it upon myself to guide you all there."

Enid's grin widens, a glimmer of excitement in her eyes.

"Oh? Planning ahead for our future get-togethers, are you?" she teases.

Yoko laughs softly, her gaze thoughtful. "Fifty years from now, huh? Sounds like an adventure worth looking forward to."

I discern the soft sound of Y/n's giggles, and my gaze meets with the fondness that dances across her features.

"What?" I query, my voice tinged with curiosity.

She responds with a tender smile, "Oh, it's nothing, Wednesday."

The way she looked at me, with that familiar gaze and the sparkle in her eyes, made me realize how captivating she truly was.

It was as if all her natural beauty suddenly intensified, her eyes resembling the mesmerizing blue hue of the elegant blue moon flower. It was almost enchanting.

I couldn't help but respond to her smile with a small, almost imperceptible one of my own. There was something about her that made me feel a mix of comfort and a sense of kinship, as if we shared a secret that only the two of us knew.

"And yes, let's watched together." she added, her eyes now fixated on the heavens above.

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"I too shall bid you all farewell for now." I responded, my gaze lingering upon each of my companions in turn.

"What are your plans upon parting ways?" Y/n inquired, although she was already aware of my intentions.

"I shall persist in my pursuit of arcane knowledge, with the aim of exploring the central provinces for the next century," I informed her calmly.

"Ah, the pursuit of knowledge. Always a worthy endeavor for you, isn’t it?" Y/n chuckled, her expression amused.

Enid snickered, clearly not surprised by my declaration. "Of course, of course. You and your love for knowledge."

Yoko's eyes flickered with understanding. "The Central Provinces, eh? That's a vast region to explore. But if anyone can handle it, it's definitely you, Wednesday."

I gave a slight nod, acknowledging Yoko's words. "Indeed, the Central Provinces offer a wealth of knowledge to be discovered. I look forward to delving into its libraries and manuscripts for as long as I can manage."

Upon uttering those words, I turn my back and begin to stride away, deliberately averting my gaze from my companions as I do so.

"Hey, you're not even going to say goodbye?" Enid called out in a half-hearted protest.

Yoko chuckled, used to my aloof demeanor. "You know that's just how Wednesday rolls."

I halted my footsteps but didn't look back, offering a simple response over my shoulder.

"There's no need for farewells. This isn’t a final goodbye. We will meet again." I was about to walk but...

"Wednesday..."

Hearing Y/N's voice calling out to me, I paused in my steps for a moment, though I did not turn around to face her.

"Your promise to come back to me, right?"

The weight of her question weighed heavily on me, and I knew that my response would hold great importance to her. I stood there silently for a few moments, not wanting to give a hollow assurance without truly understanding what she was asking of me.

After a long pause, I turned around to face her, my gaze steady and resolute.

"Yes," I said, my voice firm and unwavering. "I assure you, I will come back to you."

The certainty in my voice left no room for doubt or speculation, and I could see the relief and hope in Y/N's eyes, her shoulders relaxing as if a weight had been lifted from them.

I held Y/N's gaze for a few moments longer, silently conveying the seriousness and determination behind my words.

Then, without another word, I turned around and continued walking away, knowing that I had given her the assurance she had been seeking.

A part of me was reluctant to leave, the desire to stay by her side growing stronger as I put distance between us. But, I knew that I had a greater mission to fulfill, and I could not let my emotions interfere with my duty.

I could feel their eyes on my back, probably exchanging glances but I kept my gaze forward. There was no need for a grandiose farewell. We all knew our paths would cross again, and that was enough.

Third P.O.V.

Enid responds with a soft, amused tone, "It seems, Wednesday was really have a soft spot on you, y/n. Even that Elven emotions are somewhat elusive to us humans, doesn't it?"

Y/N chuckled softly, her eyes reflecting a mixture of warmth and playfulness.

"Well, Wednesday has always been a unique individual, to say the least," she said with a fond smile. "And you're right, her elven emotions are often difficult for us to decipher. But there are moments when her true feelings shine through, despite her cold exterior."

Enid gave a small smirk, her eyes gleaming with mischief.

"And I have a hunch that those moments are more frequent when she's around you," she teased, raising an eyebrow suggestively.

Yoko chuckled and chimed in, her grin widening.

"Oh, absolutely. I've seen it myself - the way Wednesday's eyes soften just a bit when she looks at you. It's almost imperceptible, but it's there."

"I agree," Y/n responds softly, a hint of amusement in her voice, "but it appears that Wednesday herself has yet to acknowledge her own feelings."

Unable to suppress a gentle giggle, she adds, "It will likely take her several years to fully comprehend."

Enid and Yoko nodded in agreement, their grins widening.

Enid chuckled and said, "Oh, I don't have any doubt about that. Wednesday is stubborn as hell. She'll probably deny it to the end of the world before admitting her true feelings."

Yoko chimed in with a smirk. "But we all know the truth, don't we? It's only a matter of time before she realizes it herself."

Y/N smiled softly, a hint of affection in her eyes.

"Yes, it will take time, but I'm confident she will come to acknowledge her feelings in her own time," she said. "After all, sometimes the most stubborn individuals only need a little push and patience to unlock their true emotions."

Enid and Yoko exchanged a knowing grin, both silently agreeing on the truth of Y/N's words.

"Well, I hope she comes to her senses soon," Enid said with a playful huff. "It's getting tiring watching her try to hide her feelings all the time."

"And hopefully, we'll be there to witness it when she finally does," Yoko said, her voice low and filled with amusement.

Y/n, her curiosity piqued, mutters quietly to herself, "Just how long has our dear Wednesday been alive, I wonder?"

"Even if fifty years or a hundred years pass, It's probably just another day to her." she added, a hint of wonder in her voice.

Next Soon... Part 3 ✨

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Angel birth monsthsary — 300th one!! If you're looking for a way to show your love and support on any of my 365 birthdays this year, this list might make a good reference!

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Polyhedral dice sets (recommending DiceSuki Dice)

Dungeons & Dragons miniatures (monsters, heroes, vehicles, etc.)

Map terrain (trees, elevations, etc.)

Modular battle maps

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Puzzle books

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Jackbox Party Pack 10 (Steam)

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Discord Nitro (one year)

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Helium balloons (pastel pink/purple) 🎈🦄

Budget and company for tattoos or for bleaching and coloring my hair 🌈 🖋️

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Syrienkrieg: Rebellen frieren Gespräche über Friedensverhandlungen ein

Syrienkrieg Rebellen frieren Gespräche über Friedensverhandlungen ein

Droht die Feuerpause in Syrien zu scheitern? Rebellen werfen dem Regime Verstöße gegen die Waffenruhe vor. Deshalb steigen die Aufständischen vorerst aus den Vorbereitungen für Friedensgespräche aus.

Dienstag, 03.01.2017   00:38 Uhr

Mehrere wichtige syrische Rebellengruppen haben die Vorbereitung der geplanten Friedensverhandlungen eingefroren. Damit protestieren sie gegen Verstöße gegen die Waffenruhe, die sie den Regierungstruppen vorwerfen. In der Erklärung rufen zwölf Gruppen der moderaten Freien Syrischen Armee (FSA) Russland und die Türkei außerdem dazu auf, die syrische Regierung von weiteren Verletzungen der Vereinbarung abzuhalten. Andernfalls werde die Feuerpause aufgekündigt.

Die von Russland und der Türkei vermittelte Waffenruhe war am Freitag in Kraft getreten. Sie gilt jedoch nicht für die Terrormiliz “Islamischer Stadt” (IS) und die Al-Qaida-nahe Miliz Fatah-al-Scham-Front (früher: Al-Nusra-Front). Letztere kämpft in mehreren Gebieten an der Seite moderaterer Rebellen.

Türkisch-russische Pläne sehen vor, dass sich Vertreter des Regimes von Präsident Baschar al-Assad und der Opposition Mitte Januar in der kasachischen Hauptstadt Astana zu neuen Friedensgesprächen treffen. Diese sollen ein wichtiger Schritt vor den ab dem 8. Februar in Genf geplanten Verhandlungen unter Uno-Vermittlung sein. Die Türkei unterstützt in Syrien sunnitische Rebellen, Russland dagegen die Assad-Regierung.

Nach Angaben von Aktivisten hatte die Waffenruhe in den vergangenen Tagen größtenteils gehalten. Die Syrische Beobachtungsstelle für Menschenrechte, die in London sitzt, meldete jedoch Brüche der Feuerpause in vereinzelten Gebieten.

In ihrer Erklärung werfen die Rebellengruppen der Armee und ihren Verbündeten Verstöße gegen die Waffenruhe insbesondere in der Region Wadi Barada nordwestlich der Hauptstadt Damaskus vor. Dort war es in den vergangenen Tagen immer wieder zu heftigen Kämpfen gekommen. Regimegegner hatten im Dezember in Wadi Barada die Kontrolle über Wasserquellen übernommen, durch die mehrere Millionen Bewohner in Damaskus mit Frischwasser versorgt werden.

Unter den Rebellengruppen sind nach Angaben der syrischen Beobachtungsstelle auch Kämpfer der radikalen Fatah-al-Scham-Front. Die oppositionellen Milizen in Wadi Barada erklärten hingegen, unter ihnen seien keine Extremisten, weder vom IS noch von Fatah-al-Scham.

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Syrienkrieg: Rebellen frieren Gespräche über Friedensverhandlungen ein

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𝑭𝒓𝒖̈𝒉𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈𝒔𝒍𝒊𝒆𝒅 – 𝑨 𝑺𝒆𝒊𝒏 𝒙 𝑹𝒆𝒂𝒅𝒆𝒓 𝑰𝒏𝒔𝒆𝒓𝒕

Status: Complete ��� (Oneshot)

Tags: NSFW, 18+, No use of Y/N

Author's Note: I know this fic is not gonna get much traction, but my horniness for a Hot Priest won, so here we are.

Read it here: https://archiveofourown.org/works/55021255 (The fic has been reuploaded after I accidentally deleted it!)

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Interspecies Relationships

PAIRING: Serie/Aura x Male Reader (Romantic) (Separate), Frieren x Male Reader (Platonic) (Fluff)

SUMMARY: They have a human for a lover, and Frieren has something to say about him.

Serie never was one to openly display her affection to others; even when it came to her precious apprentices. Though despite that hidden love, she always had a way of showing it without even realizing. The same can be said for you. How you met is still unexplainably random.

There Serie was, just reminiscing in a flower field; something she’ll deny doing to this very day. And then she looked up as a shadow gradually grew in size around her. What was supposed to be a painful fall after being flung into the air by a giant bird was instead a comforting patch of grass. Standing above you was a small elf. “Cute”. You called her.

She still smiles fondly at that day, quickly denying or laughing it off when you question her happy mood. Yet for as much as she smiles about it, a part of her is already dreading the bittersweet departure that is inevitable. You will die long before her, and for once Serie is forced to confront her near immortality with disdain.

But she isn’t some young elf with no life experience. Plenty of those she has loved are now lost. And so she intends to enjoy your mortality to the fullest. She won’t treat your life span like a passing thought; you’ll be her boyfriend, husband, and maybe even a father in a very short period of time. Elves don’t fall in love often, so it’s all a very strong, new, and exhilarating experience for Serie.

“Where are we going, Serie?” He asked for the ninth time. (Y/N) was being strung along as his elven girlfriend, Serie, marched ahead. Again, she ignored his question, opting for tugging his hand instead.

“Out.”

“Where?”

“Out.”

“WHERE?”

“Out.”

“…out.”

“Out.”

“Dammit.”

Finally giving up on the useless back-and-forth, (Y/N) resigned to just enjoying the pleasant scenery; bright sky, lush clouds, chirping birds, and a beautiful field of flowers. Suddenly, Serie plopped down on the grass and sat criss cross. (Y/N) fell down with her, now sprayed over her lap.

“Sit up, (Y/N).” She said, looking out in the distance. (Y/N) did as she instructed and followed her gaze. He was met with a beautiful sunrise.

Finally it all clicked in his head. “This is where we met! I thought I had died and gone to heaven when I saw a cute elf standing above me.” He said with no hesitation. Not even an ounce of embarrassment.

Serie blushed ever so slightly. “Ugh, you and your big mouth…you’re lucky I love you.”

Arrogant. Egotistical. Callous. These are the words that describe Aura, and all demon kind alike. She didn’t fall in love either, at least not in any normal sense of the word. Obsessed. Possessive. Entitled. These are the emotions she felt toward you, her supposed boyfriend. You were hers simply because she said so. And why? Simply because she can’t kill you.

Your strength came from none other than being mentored by the Serie, and to some extent, Frieren. The former took care of you throughout your youth, while the latter showed you a thing or two on occasion whenever you’d happen to cross paths. Your immense power, mana, and utter lack of fear wasn’t befitting a human. For once Aura felt terror. She couldn’t kill you.

She did the next best thing to survive, even if it was the most pride damaging thing: seduction. It didn’t work. You remained completely in control and kept her alive in case you ever needed a demon hostage. The power struggle against a mere human awoke something within Aura, and unceremoniously, she looked at you as a “king” of sorts. She wouldn’t kill you.

Aura quickly grew obsessed with your strength and saw to it that if she could convince you to “join” her side, then all humans would tremble before her with no hope. She’d mate with you, make you her husband, and rule over the world alongside you. Her fantasies are quickly shot down when you whack her on head. “Kill another human and I’ll kill you.” She could sense both the love and disdain in your gaze. She’d never kill you. Even if it was her wildest fantasy to do so.

Aura couldn’t move a muscle, her body stiff as a board. Why? Because of him. (Y/N) was fast asleep and held Aura in a tight grip with his arm, lying flat on his back. She wanted to get out. She could smell humans nearby.

If she could just escape and get a little bite. He never said she couldn’t eat from humans; he only said that she couldn’t kill them. Already she wasn’t taking (Y/N)’s threats seriously. Her arrogance truly knew no bounds.

Alas, his strength was still unimaginable even when he slept. Aura was this close to just biting into his neck. “Oh? Oh…oooooh.” Why didn’t she think of that before?!

She turned over as best as she could, now facing (Y/N). His breathing was steady, eyes closed, and face perfectly sculpted. This gorgeous view all for herself. No other woman, demon, elf, human, whatever, would be able to see this side of him. Aura could feel the massive ego boost just brimming.

No time to dilly dally though! She slowly leaned towards his neck, giving it a quick lick first, before biting down as hard as she could. Her jaws met rubber. A stress ball to be exact. “Huh?”

“If you’re going to attack, don’t be so arrogant and give your prey a warning strike.” (Y/N) said while pointing to the spot she had just licked. Aura’s face turned into an immense shade of red; from fury or embarrassment? She couldn’t tell.

“Bite on that every time you feel like relapsing. You’re going cold turkey for a reason.” He said with no apparent care and turned back around. In seconds he was fast asleep.

“Hmph! Nothings stopping me from leaving and feasting right now on those humans, darling!” Aura proudly declared as she got up and headed for the door. However, the moment she touched it her entire body shocked and she fell to her knees.

“Oh yeah. The door does automatic mana drain on all demons. That’s why I always open the door for you. Don’t bother trying the windows. The walls, floor, and roof too.”

She could just feel the smug attitude.

When you’re dating Serie, Frieren has to admit she was way more than just shocked. When being interviewed by Serie to become a first class mage, she WAS NOT expecting to see her siting in the lap of a young man. At first she thought maybe you were just a very overly affectionate apprentice. That was until she saw Serie smooch you on the lips with the most smug smile ever to exist in mankind.

Frieren actually almost passed out from shock. But throughout all that surprise, she’s genuinely happy to see Serie grow softer and value a human’s life more openly. She believes you’ll be a good change for Serie. And is grateful that her master’s master won’t end up like her and Himmel.

When you’re dating Aura, Frieren couldn’t be more disgusted. She was this close to just blasting you with zoltraak when she heard the news. Though thankfully Serie also taught you how to be calm enough to control the conversation even in a dangerous situation. You told her it was more so a king and servant relationship (with you as the king). Of course this was all according to Aura’s own words.

Words that Frieren took with the tiniest grain of salt imaginable. She begrudgingly let you go when you promised to execute Aura if she tried to harm another human being; that you keeping her alive was simply a fail safe in case of emergency. She doesn’t entirely believe you, and entertains the idea of you being mind controlled, but ultimately trusts you thanks to your abilities as a mage.

(Y/N) and Frieren met up in a nearby pub for their agreed hangout. It was less so a friendly meet up and more so a relaying of relationship progress.

“So, how is it going with her?” She asked.

(Y/N) took a bite out of his hamburg steak, smiling slightly. “Decently well.”

“Is she causing any problems? Headaches?”

“Less now. Though she talks a lot about you.” He teased.

Frieren sighed. “Of course she does.”

- Fin

[takusan-no-ai]

Inner Demons

PAIRING: Aura x Male Reader (Romantic) (Fluff)

SUMMARY: Aura loses to (Y/N), but later discovers why he won’t kill her.

A full blown battlefield. Corpses lied about on the grass, blood taking a permanent stain on the land. Screams cried out as weapons clashed and magic pierced eardrums. Demons wailed and gnashed as humans roared in anger. It was a war almost unlike any other. Almost.

The party of heroes had long since slain the demon king, thus his minions scattered about in a feeble attempt to reclaim lost territory. Those who were the strongest of the demons, like Aura the Guillotine, led their army by the front lines; unbeknownst to those demons, in their meager endeavors for reclaimed glory, they overlooked a dangerous anomaly: (Y/N).

Graduated at the top of his class, no missing days, a perfect track record, and a first class mage on his first try. (Y/N) was a powerful mage in all senses of the word. Even esteemed mages like Frieren and Serie looked at him with respect. His work was unlike any other, and no being of his generation came close to his skill. Sheer effort.

That effort favors the bold more than fortune ever could. And that’s something Aura wished she’d realized sooner.

Mistakenly, she assumed a human like (Y/N) could never amass more mana than her; especially when the mana he gave off was so utterly small and worthless. Mistakenly, she used her scales to control (Y/N). And now, her life was his to command.

All this effort. All this torment. All this death. And he had the same blank staring face. Eyes cold as ice. No emotion showing. For once, Aura was petrified.

“He’ll kill me instantly,” she thought. “There’s no doubt about it!”

He turned around, his back now facing the defeated demon army. He looked out amongst his fellow soldiers; they cheered in triumph over the victory. But all (Y/N) could do was scoff.

“This was but a small skirmish. The real war is on the horizon, we’ve got little to no resources left, and they have the nerve to think we won. What of the lives lost over this small victory?” He lamented.

The young man quickly spun around, staring down at Aura. She gulped despite her best efforts to remain in control. “Your kind displeases me—” he smiled, “…but I’m certain I can find a good use of you.” Aura now glared at him.

“I am enthralled by your power, but my loyalty remains the same.” Her snide reply didn’t go unnoticed.

“And I, enthralled by your power too. But unlike you, my loyalty isn’t with humanity. It is simply against demons. The fact that our goals align is simply convenient.”

He started to walk off, the rest of the soldiers looking at him quizzically. “Get up. Follow me.” He commanded her. She did as instructed against her will. The stares and snarling faces of every human pissing her off each ticking second.

…

…

…

It had been some months since Aura became (Y/N)’s servant, and through all of that time, she hasn’t figured him out at all.

He avoids her in public, and keeps going on and on about a plan to kill the demons by using her. Yet not once has he actually acted on it. At first it seemed like he truly was just plotting. But now Aura thinks he just wasn’t planning on doing it from the get go.

Together they leisured in his private office. Aura stared at him accusingly. She clearly wanted to say something. Unfortunately (Y/N) told her to “zip it” because of her constant whining. Thankfully Aura had a way of making even the most patient people uncomfortable.

“WHAT?!” He asked calmly(?), tired of her unwavering gaze.

“Why haven’t you used me? Or killed me?” Aura asked. (Y/N) turned back to whatever he was writing down, ignoring her question.

“Why haven’t I?”

“Why are you always with me? When we’re in public you treat me like trash. But you could easily just tell me to stay somewhere and I would.”

Again, he ignored her. “Why do I do that?”

“And while I’m at it…every time a human tries to attack or even makes a threatening comment about me, boom! You jump to my rescue.”

He slammed his hand on the desk. Aura wasn’t the least bit startled. She continued to stare at him, this time with a smirk.

“Just stop talking!”

“It’s almost as if you love—”

“I simply like to protect what is mine. I’ve never been good at sharing and have always been possessive. End of discussion.” He couldn’t have been anymore obvious.

Aura chuckled with a small blush.

“Sure.”

- Fin

[aelius29]

Journey 's End

Pairings: Elf Wednesday X Hero Fem reader

Part 1/??

Part 2 -updated

Reminders: This will be A.U. A version from anime called Frieren: Beyond Journey's End.

So their personalities will be mix up and including their appearance.

Wednesday as Frieren

Y/n as Himmel

Enid as Heiter

Yoko as Eisen

Another reminder: Since it was A.U. their last name will be changed into this.

Wednesday Adamus - the mage elf

Y/n Celest - the hero

Enid Amilair - the priestess

Yoko Tana - the half dwarf warrior

A/n: This story will be based on few episodes of Frieren: Beyond Journey's End. And also since I was kinda bored and little bit stress from study. I just made it story my own. 😂✨

Wednesday Adamus - age of 1000+

Y/n Celest - age of 26

Enid Amilair - age of 25

Yoko Tana - age of 227

Wednesday Adamus P.O.V.

It seems our journey has finally come to an end after we defeated the Demon King. Right now, Y/n and I are walking in the street as she plans to buy me a reward for defeating the Demon King.

Given that it was just the two of us, we continued our exploration of the stalls and merchants along the street. The thoroughfare was alive with activity, and the savoury smells of roasted meats and sugary confections filled the air. Children darted past us, their carefree laughter and playful tag games creating an air of merriment, transforming the scene into something reminiscent of a lively festival. Enid and Yoko, meanwhile, were engaged in their own pursuits.

I glanced towards Y/n, noticing her scanning the stalls with a thoughtful expression.

Y/n, being the sociable person she is, seemed right in her element as she browsed the stalls and chatted with the traders.

Her smile widened as she stopped in front of a particularly colorful stall, her eyes fixed on a array of trinkets and jewelry.

"Hey, Wednesday," she said, glancing over at me. "Come take a look at this. See anything you like?"

I moved to join Y/n at the stall, examining the assortment of trinkets, jewelry and miscellaneous items on display. The baubles on the table glistened in the sunlight, their hues as vibrant and diverse as a spectrum of colors.

I didn't need anything material to be happy, but Y/n was clearly enjoying the process of browsing for a gift for me. So I indulgently scanned the items with a neutral expression.

"No," I answered simply, not seeing anything of interest.

Y/n chuckled, not surprised by my response. "I figured as much," she said, her tone resigned. "You never were one for material things."

Y/n redirected her focus to the stall, her eyes skimming over the array of luminous trinkets on display. She examined each item meticulously, picking them up and then setting them aside with a shake of her head.

She then moved to another stall, and I dutifully followed.

For whatever reason, her unwavering resolve to find a suitable present for me was oddly endearing.

I watched as she persistently sought out the perfect gift, her dedication almost comical. Although I harbored a general indifference towards materialistic possessions, I found myself silently amused

Having observed her dismiss several items, I couldn't help but offer a remark. "You are aware that you are not obligated to purchase anything for me, correct?" I inquired, my voice betraying a trace of amusement.

Y/n glanced over at me and responded with a playful grin.

"I know that," she said, mock offense in her tone. "But I 'want' to get you something. You deserve it after all we've been through."

She redirected her attention to the stall, her eyes once again sweeping over the merchandise on display. This time, her expression was more earnest, as if she was fixated on finding something worthy enough to be bestowed upon me.

A slight eye roll escaped me, accompanied by an repressed smile. Y/n’s steadfast determination could be both endearing and infuriating.

As she persisted in her quest, her expression growing more and more concentrated, I pondered what it might be that she was searching for. Something practical? Something sentimental? Or perhaps something entirely random. With her, it could be any number of things.

We proceeded to another stall as she continued her search, sighing in frustration. “Wednesday,” she said, “You can choose whatever you like.”

I raised an eyebrow, surprised by her sudden offer. "Are you sure?"

Y/n nodded, clearly tired of searching. "Yes, go on. Choose anything you like."

I took a moment to consider her offer. It was unusual for me to choose a gift, but if Y/n wanted to end this futile hunt, I wasn’t about to argue.

I turned my gaze towards the stalls, looking for something but I just pick it up randomly.

"That was quick, you should put more thought into it." She replied with a pout.

I couldn't help but smirk at her pout, knowing how much she wanted me to pick something ‘perfect’. “I don’t need more thought,” I replied dryly. “This is fine.”

I held up the ring for her to see. It was a simple silver ring, plain and unadorned. It didn’t have any jewels, but it has a flower called lotus, but it was sturdy and well-made.

Y/n studied the ring, her pout transforming into a look of surprised look in her face before she smile.

I raised an eyebrow at her reaction. "What?" I asked, my voice slightly defensive.

Y/n just chuckled and shook her head. "Nothing," she said, a gentle smile purse in her lips while she stare at the ring as holding it.

We started to walk, after y/n's pay the ring towards the old lady.

As we walked, I couldn't help but glance at Y/n, still confused by her reaction to the ring. It was an ordinary thing to me, nothing special. But her smile suggested there was something more to it.

"Why do you look so pleased?" I asked, my voice betraying a little curiosity.

"It's nothing," she replied softly, her gaze fixed on the ring as we continued to walk.

"Wednesday," she called this time, causing me to expect her to hand it back.

"Thank you," I replied, but then, as if in slow motion, she stepped forward and knelt before me, gently taking my hand in hers as we stood Infront of the clock tower.

With a soft smile, she then proceeded to slide the ring onto my ring finger.

I watched, stunned into silence, as she slipped the ring onto my finger.

For a moment, I simply stared at the ring, now a part of me. I wasn’t one for sentimental gestures, but this felt...different.

I looked down at Y/n, still kneeling before me, her smile unwavering.

"What are you doing?" I asked finally, my voice barely above a whisper.

Y/n smiled up at me, her eyes glimmering. Her answer was simple, but it held a weight that echoed in my chest.

"This ring," she said, her voice soft but steady, "Is a symbol. A symbol of our journey together."

She took my hand in both of hers, her fingers gently tracing the band of the ring.

"It's a symbol," she continued, her gaze never breaking from mine, "of what we've been through and what we’ve achieved. But most of all, it's a symbol of my promise to you."

Her actions had left me befuddled and her words sent a flutter of unfamiliar emotions coursing through me.

"Do you promise?" I asked, my voice quivering slightly.

Y/n responded with a resolute nod, her smile swelling with sincerity.

"Yes," she confirmed, "A promise that no matter what trials the future holds, I will remain at your side."

"But our groups will disperse after we defeat the Demon King," I reminded her. "In fifty years, I will set out on a journey alone. Will you still be waiting for me here when I return?"

Y/n nodded, her expression serious. "I am aware," she murmured softly. "However, it simply means that we must savor the time we have together to the fullest."

She gently squeezed my hand, not releasing her grip just yet. "And when your journey is complete and you return, I will be right here, steadfastly waiting for you."

There was a twinge of unease in my heart as her words settled in my mind. Fifty years was a considerable span for humans, and the possibilities of what could transpire within that timeframe were vast. For me, however, 50 years was merely equivalent to a handful of months - a stark difference in our respective lifespans.

"What if...you change your mind?" I voiced the thought that had been lingering in the back of my mind since she knelt before me.

Y/n shook her head, her eyes filled with unwavering determination. "I won't," she replied, her voice firm.

She squeezed my hand more tightly. "I promise you, Wednesday," she said, her gaze burning into mine. "I will wait for you. No matter how long it takes. I will wait for you to come back to me."

I held her gaze, searching her eyes for any sign of doubt or hesitation.

There was none.

I realized then that Y/n's commitment to me was as real and true as the ring on my finger. She wasn't just making a promise in the heat of the moment. She truly meant it.

I opened my mouth, my mind whirling to find a response, but no words came. Instead, I just continued to grip her hand, her declaration echoing in my heart.

Y/n seemed to understand my silence. She didn't push for an immediate response. She just held my gaze, her expression patient and understanding.

We stood there in the shadow of the clock tower, surrounded by the bustle of the city, yet somehow it felt like we were in our own private world.

The ring on my finger, Y/n's promise, her declaration of love... All of it combined was almost too much for me to process. It was unlike anything I had ever experienced before.

Yet, as I stared into Y/n's eyes, I realized that I didn't want to experience it with anyone else.

"You have utterly surprised me," I finally managed to find my voice, my words escaping in a softer tone than I had intended.

Y/n merely smiled in return, a slightly crooked but still warm smile gracing her features. "That was my intention," she replied, "I derive pleasure from catching you off guard."

I found myself unable to suppress the small, involuntary smile that tugged at the corner of my lips. This woman was undoubtedly capable of being my undoing, and strangely enough, I found myself oddly drawn to that fact.

Next soon... Part 2

A/n: hope you guys did enjoy reading my story ✨

Bonus: lotus ring represent 'eternal love' 💕🥹 from Frieren: beyond journey's end.