#i've been staring lovingly at this picture and his beautiful beautiful hand for the past two days

[just-miru]

btw.

his hand in this panel. if you even care

[return-of-a-space-cowboy]

🧚‍♀️ Anon

I love both your ideas for Thumbelina! (I can’t pick between Risotto and Diavolo, as it always ends as an internal struggle)

So what if Doppio brings Darling with him to meet his King, only for them to end up attacked by a huge and scary human (Risotto) only for Darling to push Doppio out of the way and gets captured to prevent the sweet and kind Doppio

Risotto is a Monster Hunter who hunts Monsters to sell them to the highest bidder, either dead or alive (Alive is a higher profit) with Fairies in very high demand, especially for their beautiful and exotic wings

Doppio promises Darling that he’ll come back for her with his majesty to save her! (And Diavolo is pleased with the results as it’s always been difficult for his poor Doppio to be treated kindly, so of course he’ll go and save Darling)

I can also picture Diavolo planning to having Darling marry him as payment since it’s dangerous for their kind to confront Humans (But not for him, but Darling doesn’t need to know that)

I also think it would be interesting if Diavolo and Bruno have the power to turn into the size of a Human (Because of their Royal Blood, as their significantly more powerful than their fellow kind) so they can just hold Darling in their palms

I kinda went a little crazy with this, but tell me what you think?

Yes I love the idea, also love the krumpus idea you sent today but I'll save that for Christmas for obvious reasons.

Small girl in a big world (yandere Bruno, Diavolo, Risotto X female reader)

Warnings: mentioned cannibalism

You stood by the ruler as your mother measured you.

“17, you've grown 3 centimeters since I last measured you. It feels like only yesterday when you were the size of my thumb” she exclaimed as she marked your height on the ruler.

You weren't like other humans, you were so much smaller even though you'd never met anyone besides your mother. You still remember waking up inside a flower with her staring lovingly at you. She'd always longed to have another child since her previous children were now all grown up with families of their own.

“(Y/n) would you like some tea?” She asked.

“Yes please” you replied before yawning. It had been a long day helping her. She was a toy maker, she'd even made you a little house of your own by the windowsill. You enjoyed helping her out by bringing her the small pieces she needed.

She came back with a small tea cup for you and you accepted it. Quickly taking a sip. After this you would certainly sleep well, you could already feel yourself dozing off.

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You slept peacefully until you were shaken awake causing you to scream. A hand slapped over your mouth swiftly to silence you.

“Shhh, I'm here to rescue you” the perpetrator said in a soothing voice. You pulled his hand away.

“I don't need rescuing” you told them as you gained some distance. They were another person like you, only they were a tad taller and had a pair of wings that glistened in the light like those of the insects you'd see fly past the window. His skin was fair with hair as dark as the night and eyes as blue as the day.

“Then why are you here? especially without wings. You're an easy target for humans” he asked you, confused as to why you'd not leave such a dangerous place.

“This is my home, I've been here since my mother found me” you told him.

“You live here?” He questioned, still very confused.

“Yes” 

“Then where is your mother?” He asked.

“Around the corner, asleep in her room” you told him. He flew off quickly in that direction and came back shortly after.

“Your mother's human?” He asked.

“Yes, why is that important?” You asked.

“Tell me, how did she find you?” He said.

“She was gifted a flower, and I happened to be in it,” you told him.

“you are a fae like me” he told you as he took your hands in his.

“Fae? But I don't have wings like you” you replied, shocked by what he told you. You'd only ever heard of fae in fairy tales, stories that held no truth to them. Yet him being right in front of was true.

“Wings are not something you're born with, there is a ritual that one must partake in to gain their wings” he explained.

“If you come back with me you can earn a pair for yourself” he told you.

The promise of wings lit up your imagination. All things you could do with them, you'd be able to help your mother out so much more.

“How long does the ritual take? I'd really like to be back as soon as possible to help my mother” you asked that earnt a sigh from him.

“It only takes a few hours, unfortunately I can't let you back afterwards… it would put my people in great danger if humans were to know where we were” he told you. 

“I understand, then in that case I'll stay” you told him, you weren't going to abandon your mother just for a pair of wings.

“But don't you get lonely here? Stuck inside this house with no one except your mother” he asked.

“Well… it is,” you hesitantly confess. It was true, part of you did want something more than this, to go outside and explore the world but you had resigned to your fate. You knew it'd be far too dangerous.

“Back where I'm from we have a big community, you'd fit right in” he assured you.

Having other people like you. That'd be great. It tore you. You didn't want your mother to be sad and alone but you also wanted freedom.

“I think I need some time to think that over,” you told him. He looked disappointed.

“I understand… I'll come back in a week, please have your decision made by then” He told you before he began to fly but you caught his hand.

“I… I need more time than that, could you come again and tell me more about your kind?” You asked him.

“I'd love to but I can't keep coming back, it'd put me at risk” he explained. Oh how he wished he had more time to tell you all he could. But he could not trust the tightness of a stranger's lips. If you told your mother too much it could easily put his and his subjects lives at risk.

“Could I at least know your name?” You asked him.

“I'm sorry but I can not, if a human were to know my name it would be disastrous” he told you. Before he flew away.

‘For a human to know his name would be disastrous? How could that be?’ You thought.

Little did you know another fae had watched the encounter from afar. You were his, ripe for the taking.

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You'd thought long and hard about what the fae had offered you during the five days since. You wondered what the fae lived like, would you fit in? But you couldn't just leave your mother, this was the only life you'd ever known.

You laid your head on your pillow, you should tell your mother about it. Tomorrow you'd tell her about what happened the other night.

Then you heard a light tapping on the window. You looked to see another fae, he looked distressed.

“I need your help ma'am” the fuchsia haired male pleaded. You pushed the window ajar for him.

“What's the matter?” You asked him.

“My master… he's been caught in a trap, I can't open it on my own” he explained.

“That's why I need help, I just need another person to open it” he continued as he grabbed your hand. You'd been told many times by your mother that the world was dangerous outside. But she'd also always stressed the importance of helping others in need.

“Hold on, how long will it take? If I'm gone too long my mother will worry” you told him.

“It won't take long, I promise I'll return you here as soon as we're done” he reassured you. Desperate to get you to help him.

“Ok” you said.

“Oh thank you so much” he lit up as he grabbed and hooked his arms under yours before lifting you up.

“Hold on tight” he told you as he flew off with you into the nearby forest.

You looked down in awe, so this is what it was like to fly. your hair flowing in the breeze as you watched everything fall behind as you both drew deeper into the forest.

He landed shortly after, his breathing labored.

“I'm sorry, we'll have to walk the rest of the way,” he told you through labored breaths. You nodded and followed behind him.

“So why were you inside that human house?” he asked.

“I was raised there,” you told him.

“That's strange… it must be terrifying having to constantly be hiding from humans” he commented.

“No, my mother is human,” you told him. He didn't know how to respond to that.

“So who's your master?” You asked.

“He's the fae king,” he told you. You stopped in shock.

“He's the king?” You exclaimed.

“Yes, that's why it's of utmost importance that we save him” he told you as he continued forward.

All of a sudden you felt something was off.

You caught a glimmer in the corner of your eye.

“Look out!” you yelled as you pushed the male out of the way. You felt yourself getting thrown around. Hitting a hard surface as you tumbled around. You laid on the floor feeling over the surface. It was smooth and cold and you felt a tremor you could only compare to human footsteps. You looked up to see large hands wrapped around what seemed like nothing. Even higher you saw transparent ridges holding a lid in place. You were inside a glass jar.

You rubbed your head, sure that a bump was forming. You tried to get a look at whoever had caught you but to no luck. It was gut wrenching as you sat in the jar, left to wonder what was going to happen.

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“Doppio, you lost my meal?” Doppio was met with the scowl of his master. Diavolo The dark fae king who consumed other fae to sustain his own power.

“She had no wings yet you still failed to-” he  hissed but quickly stopped himself. He usually spoke softer to his loyal servant, however as of recently he'd struggled to procure himself an amount of fae that would satiate his ever growing appetite. Sure he had the people he ruled over but nothing would be done for him if decided to just eat them all.

“She saved me,” Doppio confessed, which earned a raised eyebrow from Diavolo. Doppio had a very special place in Diavolo's eye, not all were very kind to the weak boy but Diavolo made the exception. So hearing another had helped him with nothing to gain intrigued him.

“She saved you from what?” He asked.

“A hunter, she pushed me out of his way and got caught,” he explained.

In truth he hadn't fully made his mind up on eating you just yet, perhaps you'd be a fun little plaything since you'd caught the eye of the neighboring fae prince, a little thing to dangle at the prince to get his attention.

In any other case this would have simply been an unfortunate loss. Something he'd just let go. This however was different, you saved his beloved servant and held the key to him not only gaining a great amount of power but another kingdom too.

“Well go back out and find where the hunter resides, I'll have to reward her graciousness” he told Doppio.

[writer-loogi2]

♡︎𝙰𝚒𝚣𝚊𝚠𝚊 𝚝𝚛𝚢𝚒𝚗𝚐 𝚝𝚘 𝚒𝚖𝚙𝚛𝚎𝚜𝚜 𝙲𝚑𝚞𝚋𝚋𝚢!𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛 ( 𝙶𝙽 )♡︎

A/N: Aahh hi!! Thank you so much @poseprettyposies for requesting this! I'm so so sorry that it took me a while to post this! I swear I didn't forget about it, I was having some trouble writing it but here it is!

I hope you enjoy it!

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♡︎𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝: Aizawa trying to impress a GN!Chubby!Reader ( the posts doesn't specify that the reader is chubby but they are! )

♡︎𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐!! None! Just corny fluff, and Aizawa being his introverted self! ( prolly a bit cringe- )

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( ♡︎𝙲𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚞𝚝!♡︎ )

• I'mma be real with you here, Aizawa doesn't really care about his S/O's appearance, well, that's if he even had a S/O of course.

• I like to think that he's had trouble dating people in the past or just never found the right person so he just kinda gave up on that shit. And now he views dating as a total waste of his time ( especially since he's a Pro Hero and a teacher ).

• ( Sadly he also thinks he's unworthy of love too- )

• But when he laid eyes on you for the first time his heart went "BrRrRrRr💗💘"

• He never thought he'd fall for someone, but boy was he wrong- my dude fell hard-

• He'd never seen anyone so beautiful/handsome in his life- ( honestly he thought you were an angel or something- )

• Anyway, jokes aside, let's just say that you meet Aizawa because he either saved you or idk you probably work at a cat café he visits often. ( Just imagine something cliché 'cause why not? )

• And ever since then, you two became pretty close friends.

• For some time now, he had been really wanting to ask you out, since he feels like he has another chance at dating someone, but he's kinda afraid he'll mess up and have you reject him. Plus he's afraid of losing the friendship you two have.

• ( I can totally picture him practicing talking to his cat(s pretending it's you so he can feel more prepared 🥺😭 )

• But after a few weeks of practicing what he wanted to say, he decided it was time to make a move on you.

• One day he had invited you to drink coffee with him ( or tea, whatever the hell you drink ) at a cat café ( very typical.. ).

• You were sitting in front of him, with your drink in hand. He was seated on the other side of the table, petting a few cats.

• Neither one of you said anything, it was a comfortable silence, except for the meowing of some cats.

• But you could clearly tell, he had a lot on his mind, as he stared at you intensly. Normally you'd shrug it off as him being intense like he usually was but this time it felt.. different.. Like he was trying to tell you something, hoping you'd take the hint.

"Shouta? Are you alright? You've been staring at me for a while.."

• His eyes widened a bit, then he looks away from you, slightly embarrassed. "..I'm sorry.." he mumbles. "That must've been rude of me.."

"Oh no! It's really not! But it seems like you want to tell me something, isn't it?" you teased.

• His face was a bright shade of pink. He had been caught red-headed.

"I- I uhh.. I do, I want to.."

• You only smile in response, waiting for him to continue. ( He swears that you're gonna kill him one day with how cute you are! )

"..It's just.. These past few moments that I've spent with you have been amazing.. And I'm truly greatful for the.. friendship we have.." He pauses for a moment.

"..But I think I'd like it if we.. took a step further.."

"..Look, what I'm trying to say is.. I want to be more than just friends.. Because, I'm in love with you.. I love you, (Y/N).."

"Shouta..-"

• Before you could finish your sentence, he gently cups your face with both hands. Staring deeply into your eyes, as if something had switched inside him, he smashes his lips into yours; making you gasp in surprise. The kiss was passionate but it didn't last very long, yet it spoke volumes.

• He then pulls away, and stares at you lovingly.

• But then it falters when you don't say anything, you just remain staring at him in awe.

"Oh dear.. Was that too much..? I overdid it didn't I..?"

"No! No- I liked it.. It was nice.."

"Can we do it again?"

"Of course.."

A/N: Waah I'm sorry for taking so long- I hope you like this! It's not the best but just know that I really tried 🥺💜 ( I'm also sorry if this post isn't what you had in mind- I'm not really good at writing confessions but here's my attempt )

Anyway, thank you so much for requesting and for patiently waiting for me my dumbass to finish this!

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♡︎𝙼𝚊𝚜𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚕𝚒𝚜𝚝♡︎

[lokifantasies]

Let Me Love You (Loki/Reader)

You and Loki finally begin to move past your issues.

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The sky is dark – stars twinkling in front of you and Loki while the two of you sit in his car – parked on the top of a hill in the rural part of the city – crickets chirping and silence filling the car as Loki looks to the sky while you stare at the ultrasound photo in your lap. The only sounds audible are your and Loki's breathing, the car's engine running, and your sniffling as you try to pull your eyes away from the precious picture. Without a word, Loki opens his door and walks to the front of his Mercedes – leaning against the hood with his hands in his pockets. Once you finally manage to set the photo down, you copy Loki and get out of the car. When you go to stand next to him, you see the tears rolling down his right cheek – illuminated under the stars. Needing to be close to him in whatever way possible, you hook your arm through his – his hand never leaving his pocket. The god looks over to you at the action, and he gives you a sad smile.

"Why did you bring us here?" you finally ask – keeping your tone quiet.

Loki breathes in. "We need to move past this," he reminds you. "Clearly, talking with one another in a calm manner isn't working. So, let's get everything out...scream, fight...just – just get everything out so we can deal with it."

"I don't want to fight with you," you softly respond.

"But you want to fight with someone," he says. "You realize you called Emmy and Ivy stupid, right? Do you have any idea how much you hurt them?"

You close your eyes and realize how harsh you had been with the twins – tears starting to roll down your face. "I...I don't know why...I just...snapped."

"Then snap at me," Loki offers. "Don't snap at our kids. Y/N...what is hurting you so much – causing you so much pain that you need to lash out to anyone near?"

"I'm a terrible mother," you finally admit – gasping to try to fight the tears back. Loki turns to look at you – his eyes searching your face for some explanation. "I'm a horrible girlfriend...fiancé...I don't know why you want to be with me so badly."

"Where are you getting this from?" Loki asks you – his brows furrowed in worry. "Have I done anything to make you think any of that?"

You shake your head – denying that he had done anything. "I'm such a horrible mother that I couldn't even keep one of our babies alive."

"The miscarriage wasn't your fault," he lovingly reminds you. "You and I both know that they just...happen sometimes."

You scoff and shake your head. "You don't even wanna have another with me."

"That's not true," Loki stresses – his voice becoming more filled with hurt. "I wanted you to be pregnant...you have no idea how broken I felt when we were told it was a false-positive." You close your eyes – trying to get his words through your head, but you find it difficult. Loki goes quiet for a few seconds before turning his entire body to face you. "Have I...have I not loved you enough?"

You tearfully shake your head. "No," you answer. "I haven't loved you like you deserve."

"You gave me five children," he smiles at you. "You've stuck with me through everything -,"

"I broke your heart," you interrupt. "I...I hate myself for leaving like I did...I ended our engagement...threw the beautiful ring – the symbol of the love you have for me – at you. I took Mia from you just to hurt you. I've treated you like garbage because of a mistake you made. Instead of having a normal conversation with you, I broke your heart...stepped on the pieces and refused to reassure you about our relationship. Now, you want me back for some reason, but I...I don't deserve you." You look to the God of Mischief, and he has tears streaming down each cheek. "I hate myself for everything I've put you through."

Loki chuckles in disbelief – angry with himself for not realizing how you've been hurting recently, but without a word, he grabs each side of your face and passionately pulls your lips to his. Once the surprise subsides, you wrap your arms around his waist – leaning into his hungry kiss – opening your mouth to let his tongue explore your mouth as he does the same for you.

"As I said," Loki says when the two of you finally pull away from each other – holding his forehead against yours. "I haven't loved you enough."

Once more, he devours your lips – kissing you as he tries to makeup for the days you avoided each other – satisfying the craving of your lips and skin that he's had to ignore until now. You try to remember how he feels – how he kisses, how his hair feels tangled in your fingers, the feel of his skin, smell of his breath, and the sounds of pleasure he makes for only your ears.

"Let me love you," the God of Mischief says quietly – his hands on your hips while he waits for a response. You give him a tearful nod, and he quickly turns the two of you around so that you're lying on the hood of the car – his mouth going to your neck to leave new marks. However, you need his lips on yours, so you pull his hair to get him to return to your lips – his hands memorizing the feel of your curves once more. You take your hands from his hair and go to remove your shirt – moaning when his mouth goes to your still-covered breasts. You guide his hand behind your back, and he chuckles against your skin as he removes your bra – his mouth instantly going to your left nipple while his right hand goes to your right one – his left one holding your curves.

"I've missed you so much," he whispers against your skin. "Never forget...no matter what happens...I'll always love you."

"I love you," you manage to say before your breath becomes short as you try not to cry. "I'm so sorry..."

"I forgive you," Loki says softly with love in his eyes – wiping the tears from your face before kissing you once more. "Let me help you forgive yourself, my love." You tearfully nod your head, and you feel the God of Mischief begin to slide something onto your left ring finger. "Will you marry me?" Again you tearfully nod – looking to the same, beautiful engagement ring you had thrown at Loki before wrapping your arms around his neck – pulling his lips back down onto yours.

Slowly, Loki's hands begin to slide your leggings off – smiling against your lips when they come off, and his hand goes inside your panties to your drenched core. "Mmm, baby girl," Loki teases. "You're little pussy has been neglected for so long."

Your hands reach to take his shirt off followed by his belt – smiling as you unbutton his jeans and take his cock out of his underwear. While you stroke his length, Loki returns to reclaiming your neck and chest – biting, sucking, and kissing your sensitive skin. You try to guide him into your heat, and to your surprise, he lets you take control. You gasp when you feel him begin to stretch your tightened tunnel. Loki chuckles darkly at your reaction, and he takes back control – sliding his cock completely into your body – wrapping you in his arms and holding you to his chest as his hips start to move, and he thrusts himself in and out of you slowly – worshipping you like the goddess he knows you to be – whispering dirty things in your ear and pushing you towards your climax.

"I missed you...," you whisper – throwing your head back and letting Loki attack your neck. "I missed you so much," you say. "Missed your dick, your kisses, your hands, your bites, marks...everything." You lift your legs and wrap them around Loki's hips – locking your ankles to keep him buried inside your cunt. "God, I love you," you breathe – burying your face into Loki's neck – his hair feels soft against your face, and you tangle your fingers in his hair – leaning his head back a bit so you can mark him as yours.

"I love you, my goddess," Loki responds – holding you as tight to him as possible.

Your breathing begins to speed up – the walls of your cunt beginning to strangle the god's cock. The moans from his throat urge you closer to your climax – your nails clawing his biceps. "That's it, baby," he praises. "Yes, cum on my cock – cover me – let your cream coat me." You throw your head back in ecstasy, crying out his name while he pushes you into the blinding pleasure. As you cum around his cock, Loki chuckles when he feels you squirt against him – causing him to reach his own climax after he looks down to see himself pounding in and out of your pussy. His movements speed up, and the feeling of his warm seed filling your womb sends you into another orgasm. You grab Loki's face and kiss him sloppily as he rides out his orgasm – stopping to catch his breath before you feel him hardening again inside your cunt. He doesn't move, however – smiling against your lips as you come down from your own high – his lips devouring yours once more before he begins to move again.

[catypus]

Okay I hope this isn't bothering you but I've been obsessed with this for a while now- akaashi x reader but she's dying young and she's never seen the snow and wanted to see the world and Akaashi being the compassionate person he is, he plans to take her traveling and to show her all the seasons in other places before she can't anymore-🥺😭 idk ive been obsessed with this idea since FOREVER 🥺👉👈

a | n : aww it’ll never be a bother!! thank you for sending in your request and waiting, we were really busy at that time but hope you like it <3

pairings: akaashi x dying!reader

genre: angsty huhu :”)))

warnings: implied death

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the four phases of grief (through the seasons)

when it’s you and me, it feels like nothing can tear us down; nothing can tear us apart

  - phase I; shock and numbness -

Time becomes a finite measure only when your days are set.

Others at your age are going out, exploring their futures, just setting foot into an unknown world and you? Get the better half of 1 year thrown at your feet and told, “here make what you will of it”

But how can you?

The words of the doctor echoes in your head, rattling your thoughts and making them dance about until nothing is coherent anymore.

It feels empty.

Like everything has lost its colour, its flavour.

But when he hugs you,

when he lets you cry it out on his shoulder,

when he cups your face and leaves a sweet kiss on your lips and whispers to you,

“my love, I'm here, I'll give you the best life”,

you can’t help but feel a miniscule tinge better.

That the love of your life, will remain a constant until the very end.

akaashi keiji, you’re one hell of a guy

The next day, he springs a surprise trip to Greece.

You could hardly believe the words as they left his lips.

“pack what you need, we leave at the end of the week”

“I’ve already called ahead to your work, you don’t have to worry about that”

And that’s how a week later you found yourselves on the windswept limestone cliffs of Santorini, gazing upon the tops of the notable blue and white architecture.

In the midst of the white-washed buildings, casted golden by the setting sun, Keiji tightens his grip on your hand.

A silent promise.

One that you treasure closest to your heart as the sun disappears beneath the horizon, bringing the day to a close.

 at the end, doesn’t everyone just want closure ?

 - phase ii; yearning and searching -

It's that time of the year where everything starts shriveling up and dying as the temperature takes a dip for the lower end of the thermostat.

And before you know it, you too will shrivel up and die

it’s a never leaving trail of negativity; one that only festers and broils as the autumn leaves scatter at the touch of the cold breeze.

That day, Keiji brings home a new beanie and shoves it snugly over your head, tightly bundling your hair until it frays out. He lets out a low chuckle.

You pout at him, attempting to uncover your eyes so you can see him properly and get your hair in place, when all you see are two plane tickets to Ontario.

He smiles softly at you, watching at your expression.

You meet his gaze quietly, staring into his eyes.

His eyes that hold hope for you.

You both know by now that the prospect of extending your deadline is out of the question. You’ve taken more sick days and the monthly reviews have slowly transitioned into fortnightly ones.

Yet he holds so much emotion for you, so many wishes that you will be happy, with him. Even until the very end.

You grasp his hand, in which he holds the tickets.

“when do we leave?”

The mist rising from the falls breaks the sunlight and forms a slender arc of a rainbow above the crest of the waterfall.

Against the backdrop of the hues of orange, red and yellow, the colours of autumn have never looked more stunning.

The two of you stand there, at the outlook over the edge of the falls, watching the miniscule silhouettes of other tourists on board the boats as they view Niagara Falls from a different perspective.

Maybe it’s about the perspective.

Maybe it’s not that you have less than a year left.

Maybe it’s that you have the rest of the year to love Keiji.

That you have the rest of the year to get your forever with him.

As you link hands and slowly tread through the park, leaves crunching at your feet, he suddenly stops.

“my love, can i get a picture of you?”

As much as he’d never forget your smile, he thought to himself, if he could capture even a shred of your beauty, he’d be forever thankful.

As you stood there, amidst the falling leaves, adjusting your beanie, he thinks you’ve never looked more gorgeous.

 and as we stand here together, in this instant, it’s as if time is standing still, bearing witness to our love

 - phase iii; disorganisation and despair -

 The beauty of a small island in the middle of winter, covered by blankets of glistening white snow.

A fleeting moment, where the frosty wind nips at your cheeks as the ferry slows to a halt, docking at the jetty.

Clasping your gloved hand in his, he gently leads the way, weaving through the crowd.

As you set foot on the ground and take in the view, you realise that no image on google can compare to seeing it in real life.

In days gone by, you fawned over the picturesque landscape and imagery of Nami Island in South Korea.

Especially in the heart of winter, where many others have taken their own recreations of photos out of a K-drama.

“keiji, baby look- “,

As you would show him a sample image of a wedding photoshoot, the couple staring lovingly in each other’s eyes with the tall Maple trees bearing witness to their love.

The same tall Maple trees that you and him now stand before.

In the subtle shadows, casted by the barren trees, he graces your lips with a kiss.

Which turned into another.

And another.

Before he pulls back slightly, leaning his forehead against yours, eyes closed, just basking in each other’s company.

Softly swaying with the cold wind, he pulls something out of his pocket.

That in which he links around your neck.

When you lean back and look down at your collar, there sits a simple but elegant rose gold chain, to which a pendant is attached to.

And on the pendant, is your anniversary date.

The day that you said yes to being his best friend, his confidante, the love of his life.

Suddenly, you feel very warm.

Your face heats up and tears fall from your eyes before you even notice it.

“keiji, I’m sorry.”

“what for, baby?”

“i’m sorry for whatever’s going to happen after.”

 fate fortold that we would meet, so now my love, what’s the rush?

 - phase iv; reorganisation and recovery -

 The cold winds have blown, now the warm days are returning.

Looking out the window, the green fields rush past as the Shinkansen speedily heads for Sapporo.

Clenching your fingers tighter, you look down at where Keiji’s fingers hold on to yours just as tightly.

One last time.

Slowly but surely, strolling down the pathway, watching as high school couples bask in the bright glow of the pink hues of this season.

It seemed like a lifetime ago that you and Keiji linked arms and sat under the cherry blossoms.

Youth.

As you both sat on the bench, his arms tightly wound across your shoulder, he recalls how all those years ago, as he wiped the corner of your mouth of cream from the daifuku you were eating, he first told you those three words.

“i love you.”

“until forever and the day after that”

He pulls out his phone, your ever-beautiful face smiling back at him from under those autumn leaves in Canada.

The bench beside him has never felt emptier as he places one hand over his chest, the cold metal of the pendant pressing painfully against his heart.

It’s been a year.

A flower bud drops on his shoulder.

He remembers your expressions, the amazement you gave the first time you saw him do a snow angel, the contentment when he had kissed you under the maple trees. The love in your eyes that never wavered a single time.

He closes his eyes and takes a deep breath in, before shakily letting it out.

I miss you.

 even when the seasons change, our love will forever remain the same.

[sombersaphirica]

Blood Lily

A soft summer breeze blows across the horizon as I stepped outside. Mother was out for errands with father, usually that meant they wanted to get away from me for a couple hours. If I was still young that would have made me upset, but now their errands work in my favor. How else would I get to see Ahxi in broad daylight? It took me a long time to get the courage to begin meeting him like this, but he insisted, wanted to see my " beautiful face in the light," he would say..

Ahxi and I have been together for almost 3 years now, and I still can't believe it. With everyone in town never wanting to even look at me, the moment he laid his eyes on me I knew he was different. We were very young since we've known each other and the thought of him having feelings for me never even crossed my mind. As attracted to him as I was, I was too afraid to admit anything was there. Afterall, I was a freak, an abomination, shunned by the whole town. It was him who approached me.

"You're beautiful, sweetheart. I can't take my eyes off you." Gentle kisses, endearing touches, caressing behavior, things I wasn't used to. An outcast just like me, he was a troublemaker, and I think that most of all is what brought us together.

Excited to see him, I walked at a brisk pace through the forest with only the rustling of leaves behind me. Headed to our usual spot, the fiery red fields of blood lilies. My hair bounced around behind me, I had it up to keep it nice and tidy. I felt a little vulnerable as it's easier to notice the absence of my tail but he always insists on having my hair up more often. What a nice surprise it'll be for him.

As I approached the beautiful field of blood lilies a strong breeze blew past me. There he was, sitting there patiently with a cigarette in his mouth. He perked up a little as I got closer and turned his head towards my direction. "Hey beautiful," he said to me with his usual grin. I stopped in my tracks and gave him a blushed smile. All I could muster back to him was a measly hi.

He sighed lightly, "Come now, I've been waiting for you." With that, I took my place next to him and sat down. We sat there in silence for a bit as he finished his cigarette.

 

Taking his last long drag, he turns to me, "Had any trouble coming here?" 

I smile towards him out of habit, "No, they left to go run some errands, y'know their usual excuse. They can't be honest."

Ahxi looks out into the forest before responding, "They're just considering your feelings. I don't blame them. You're kinda an emotional wreck." 

"Hey! I am not!" I blurted out.

"You cried when you gave me this lighter for my birthday," he chuckled while holding up a crimson red lighter with gold accents. 

"I already told you why! It was the first gift I've ever given to anybody.." I look down embarrassingly.

"I know, I know. Just pulling your leg, beautiful."

He lets out a loud deep sigh and falls to lay on his back, and he begins to pat the floor behind me as a gesture for me to join him. I take his invitation with pleasure and lay down next to him. I reach for his hand and lightly lay it above his. Almost immediately he intertwined his fingers in between mine. 

"S-so, hunt a-anything good?" I attempt to ask. 

"Eh, nah, but it seems like I got a good catch," he turns to me and winks. I playfully nudge him away. "If I'm such a catch, why haven't you taken me away?" 

Ahxi releases my hand and reaches for my cheek, "Is that..what you want?"

I sit up sort of suddenly and I ponder for a bit, "Well..why would I want to stay here? Y'know how everyone feels about me. I'm not exactly the most beloved citizen here." 

"I s'pose I just never thought of leaving." He whispers.

"Well you're not hated."

Unsure if he heard me, he sits up and begins to light up a new cigarette.

"Sorry..I didn't mean to upset you if I did.."

"I'm not upset, just thinking," he pauses as he takes a long drag, " I want what's best for us in the future." 

"Future? You've..thought about that?" I asked quizzically. 

"You haven't? Jeez, I thought you loved me.."

I frantically respond, "Of course I do! I just didn't want to get too ahead of myself." 

"Well start thinking about it." he chuckled.

I lay my head on his shoulder and ask him, "So..can you tell me what you..want with our future?" 

He looks down at me lovingly and then turns to stare at the forest again. "Happiness." 

I stare at him, "That's a little vague isn't it?" 

"Maybe to you, but I think it paints a broad picture." 

I huff, "Why can't you tell me more details?" 

"What more is there to say? I want happiness in our future, it's not a science." 

I puff out my cheeks and let out a long sigh, "Fine, if you don't want to tell me then I won't push you."

He throws away his cigarette and reaches over to kiss my forehead. "Good, cause that's everything. Now, why don't we walk back together. I'm sure your parents are almost on their way back now." 

"Right, yeah, that would be smart." I begin to get up and pat off my clothes, "I wish we could spend more time together, these dates always feel so short." 

"Better than nothing," he comforted me, "Meet me tomorrow?" 

"Of course," I gleefully responded

"Good, cause I've got a surprise for you," he wrapped his arm around my waist, and pulled me in close for tight hug.

I sigh softly and wrap my arms around him, "I can't wait," and I lightly kiss him. 

We both let go of each other and I reach for his hand. He intertwined his fingers with mine and gives me that dastardly grin of his.

How unaware was I of what was to come the following day. 

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