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nightswithkookmin · 3 years ago

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A quick lesson on ships

Because why not??😌

No but seriously, bare with me, I'm trying to answer your questions. Sit if you have to. Hehe

Uban Dictionary defines shipping as this:

A term used to describe fan fictions that take previously created characters and put them as a pair. It usually refers to romantic relationships, but it can refer platonic [sic] ones as well. (Just think of “shipping” as short for “relationSHIP”.) 9 Apr 2015

Ships can be platonic or romantic or both.

There's fictional ships and non fictional ships too. You ship two people you want to be in a relationship or who already are in a relationship or who you suspect to be in a relationship- perhaps due to queer baiting, ship baiting, romance baiting etc.

In the shipping fandom, there are two sects of people. Those who are Proships those who are Antiships- antis are ironically considered part of the shipping community because for some reason they are always in shippers business💀

Antishippers are those who oppose a particular ship or shipping in general (more on that later.)

Proshippers are well- Pro ships.

Pro-Ship

A term mostly used in fandoms, but can stretch outside of this to include original characters. The core belief is that shipping two fictional characters, no matter if they are family, share ages gaps, considered to be unhealthy, or show blatant signs of being abusive or other generally unsavory behaviours, are valid in a fictional setting.

Pro-Shippers or "anti-antis" are also known as "rainbow meaties" and will use 🌈 + 🍖 emojis together often in their bio on twitter or other social media platforms- usually within fictional settings.

These shippers reinforce the idea fiction is separate from reality and shouldn't be confused with the other.

‘Anti’ is short for ‘anti-shipper’ or ‘anti-[ship]’.

Kindly read through this thread to get the gist of it.

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Shipping non-fictional individuals is a subset of Proshipping, in my opinion, known also as alternative shipping- as far as my knowledge on it goes.

As with fictional shipping, alt ships have their antis too. People who disagree with shipping real couples in a romantic way for whatever arbitrary moral reasons they have and who feel entitled to go out of their way to correct, stop, police and punish such shippers.

Then there are those who although may be pro real people shipping think they have the right to tell others how they should ship and to what extent they can ship.

Others too prefer to ship real people platonically because they view romantic shipping of real people as problematic.

So to answer your question on Anon's post- there is no such thing as a Proshipper who is also Anti shipping. Thats oxymoronic. Perhaps they might be platonic shippers who are anti romantic ships but not necessarily romantic shippers themselves.

I don't think there's anything wrong with preferring to ship platonically. It is when they assume by virtue of their false sense of moderacy that they are better than others that shit starts to get funny.

Those shippers are delusionally confused beings with a supremacist imperialist complex rooted in ignorance and absurdities.

I usually walk by those quietly. keep it pushing. Gotta mind my business somehow even though most times I just want to pull their hair and bite them and shit😭

I try to keep it classy.

Lord knows I try.

You are either pro ship or anti ship. There's no in between. Those shippers who are shippers but claim they are not are nothing but fraudulent, fake us, simps trying to bamboozle their way through life- pardon my Swahili.

There are a lot of anti shippers moonlighting as shippers in this fandom. It's fascinating.

Personally I think those people are either confused or their desires to appeal to other Anti shippers must have morphed their brains into ass dick hybrids.

Anti shippers in general are notorious gatekeepers, gaslighters, bigots, high key sanctimonious and often have a cis white westernized sense of morality and ethics through which they fliter others and expect everyone and everything to conform to.

They impose their values on others, their ethics on others, resort to manipulation, policing, intimidation and bullying to impose their will etc.

Within shipping, there are those who are Proshipping yet anti certain ships. Most Tuktukkers are anti Jikook. And assume anyone who isn't a tuktukker is equally anti Tae Kook and so go ahead and exhibit anti behaviours towards them.

Think of such groups of shippers as Proshippers with a preference for particular ships if you will.

There are Pro shippers who also feel some kind of way about Shipping real life people or alt shipping.

Here's further resource to help you understand what proshipping is

If you are intolerant with other shippers choice of ships or style of shipping and you traumatize them for it that's Anti shipping. Especially if you feel entitled and justified to traumatize others because you take a higher moral status over them.

You can be proship and not like how certain people, how they go about

Simply walk away, click off, mind your business. You are not the only adult in these streets and leave people to do what interests them.

I think for as long as I can remember, I've always been a proshipper and I ship both platonically and romantically, fictionally and alternatively💀

Some themes in fiction are a hard limit for me such as the R word, pedophilia, incest, child abuse- I just can never find the entertainment in those topics and will struggle through such themes.

But others believe it's just FICTION and those fictional characters aren't really dealing with the imaginary struggles we read about.

Yall do you sis.

I don't really know why people make a big deal of it or try to demonize the concept of shipping as if it were something strange or mysterious- just keep your moral values to yourself. I am not your mother's daughter. we were not raised in the same households.

Then again I think it all depends on the different cultures and social backgrounds we all come from and how entitled, supremacist or imperialist they are.

For Yoonmin, I shipped them romantically but didn't think they were a real couple at all. I just romanticized their interactions and found humor in it. At the back of my head I was expecting them each to one day find husbands or wives and go their merry ways and even harbored the thought they each could very much be in serious romantic relationships with others.

In similar ways, I shipped Minimoni and Vmin.

You can ship a pair romantically and not think at all that they are actually REAL.

A lot of jokers ship Jikook romantically and don't assume they are real. Just as a lot of people shipped say Elena and Stefan romantically even though Paul was married.

Some shipped Elena and Damon too due to their unscreen chemistry and even felt they could be a thing- that was before later it was revealed they had started dating in real life. Even that I was holding on to my Bonnie x Damon fantasies because Bonnie was my bias and I shipped her with everyone romantically- of course I didn't expect any of those ships to manifest into something because it was the character I was shipping not Kat herself. To this day I still love her onscreen chemistry and friendship with Damon and don't see how people could wish for it to be more than that😭

It was beautiful as is. Not everything should climax into sexual intercourse.

But if I felt at some point any of her ships had crossed into alternative ships I would have jumped on those and supported it whole heartedly.

If you assume a pair are a real couple and dating in real life that's alt shipping- a lot of alt shippers suspect a ship is real and that's why they ship them.

There is no such thing as platonic alt shipping.

And for me personally, because I believe Jikook are a real couple and have made that cross over I don't ship any of that pair romantically with other members anymore.

It's bizzare to me to ship someone I know has a partner romantically with anybody else- I make exceptions for Vmin of course💀

I know JK is side eyeing me but I don't care.

I want Tae to be happy too😭😭😭

Tae just wants his bestfriend and soulmate😭

It's too much😭😭😭😭😭😭

He stays shooting his shots🤣

Jimin Harem is real🤭

I must admit, I catch myself slipping on Vmin and Minimoni every now and then- old habits die hard and they don't make it easy 😫

But that don't mean I think Vmin is dating. THAT WOULD BE WILD.

Summary

Proshippers can be Platonic or Romantic shippers and you can ship a pair romantically and not assume they are real at all.

Anti shippers are just assholes trying to beat their values down people's throats.

Alt shippers don't ship their OTP with other players romantically.

I don't know what you mean by Jinkooker...

Do you ship Jinkook romantically or think they are real?? Sis...

Maybe you just ship them platonically or casually.

I ship all the ships platonically.

Especially all Jimin"s Tae's ships. I'd let my self flirt with the idea of romance every now and then.

JK's ships don't make sense to me as ships.

As nonplatonic ships I mean.

I'm fascinated each time I see a hardcore JK x any member ship besides Jikook swearing up and down JK is screwing Namjoon🤣🤣

I hope this helps??

GOLDY

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akampana · 4 years ago

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Would loooove to see the ozytoria art you made, and also your thoughts on them for the ask game !

Hello Anon, thank you for the ask! I made this a few months back for a draft I scrapped. It must have worked as a catalyst since Ozy came home during the white day event.

Hahahaha hope you like it anyway. :)

What made you ship it?

You know what, I really do hate to say this but it's GilArt's fault.

By now, I think you all know about my boundless love for Saber. Ozy, however, I was first interested in because of Prototype and then when I saw the art I was like. Oh. Oh no.

So, little old me researched literally every crumb there was to Ozy, found out he's quite similar to Gil, but tan different enough, especially concerning his boundless love for his wife Nefertari (and his other wives, good on you for being generous, Ozy!). And then I got interested.

I ended up drafting a really old like years old smut-ish angst fic involving Arturia and Ozy, in which they were both using each other as replacements. You know, for Gil and Nefertari. I'll put an excerpt right below the cut. (The excerpt is not NSFW it just made the ask long. )

And that's where it started. More below.

“You broke our agreement,” she hissed from under him, words cold and accusing.

“How dare you?” she whispered, “When I am not her...”

She turned to face him, wiping away his kiss with the back of her hand. “...And you are not him?”

In her mind, superimposed on Ozymandias, was a different face. One with fairer skin and hair. One with piercing blood eyes, and an arrogant curve of lip. One less gentle. One less kind. And she supposed right now, her lover saw her as his wife. With darker hair, with olive skin, with chocolate eyes and a soft smile. Arturia was everything but.

“You are not mine, King of Kings...and I am not yours.”

Ozymandias caressed her cheek with a heavy hand, exhaustion settling over him.

He found he no longer craved the tanned skin of his wife, nor the gentler gaze of her eyes. He still loved Nefertari. He always would. That was one thing that would never change. But every night he spent with this blonde woman, he was beginning to see her for her own beauty, not the qualities she shared with Nefertari.

He was falling for Arturia.

And he was tired of pretending.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

That they've both been married before. I've alluded to this briefly on the last ask, but I frequently hc them together acknowledging their marriage with other people. Nefertari is a huge part of Ozy's life and character after all, and though Guin isn't very much mentioned in Fate, she did play a significant role in Arturia's life. One of Saber's happiest days was their wedding day.

So if we put Ozyturia in conjunction with OzyxNefertari and Arturia/Guinevere or even Arturia/Gil, the dynamic we get is Widower x Widow/Divorcee, with the former missing love and the latter dismissing it.

Plus, it's not like they won't catch each other's interest in Chaldea, for example:

He's met Arthur and Lartoria both. Meeting Arturia, he supposes the gods must be trying to tell him something.

By his dialogue Ozymandias has a thing for people who have the disposition of a king, like, oh you know, the King of Knights. :D

On Arturia's part, his general aura would initially drive her to stay away, due to certain similarities with another king. Slowly, however, she'd learn he's different.

Ozymandias has...a certain wistful aura about him, and unlike the other Servants who usually hang around her post-Rayshift, Ozymandias just...disappears.

She thought herself to be rather reserved, but she then realizes she never sees the pharaoh with the other Servants, and only rarely with Nitocris. At least she has her Table and the company of her former Grail War enemies. In comparison, she and even Gilgamesh are more social.

Then, one day, he's finally coaxed out of his hole due to Master's efforts (interlude 1), and Arturia's curious enough to ask him about it.

Delighted to have a new audience, and a kingly one, no less, he retells the poems about his wife that he's only graced Master and Nitocris with.

"HM! That you have listened to my wondrous tale of my queen for these plentiful hours intrigues me, King of Knights. While I am cognizant of my own talent, that your attention hasn't lapsed once is commendable in itself."

Arturia doesn't even realize that so much time has passed, she just found herself so lost in how much love this Egyptian King had for his wife. She laments two things: that she doesn't know if she can say the same of Guinevere, and that she knows no one is ever going to say such wonderful things of herself.

I will again be bringing up that Arturia's a competitive, sore loser, and Ozy has an ego bigger than Jupiter, and I love that dynamic. While that sounds like another ship, there is a difference:

Despite his massive ego, Ozy is far more generous with his appreciation and hasn't too sharp a tongue. What that means is, Arturia is going to be persistently annoyed by his hubris, and yet also commended on her best qualities.

She can definitely learn from him to be prouder of her achievements, even if that lesson must be frequently beaten into her head by hearing "Look on my works, ye Mighty, and despair!" over and over.

Their tangle with equality. Ozy does see himself as above everyone else as the pharoah, the god king, but in his eyes, everyone else is equal in service to him. This is why Arturia's Round Table intrigues him so much, because it applies the same principle. A circular table, so none sits at a position inferior or superior to the other, not even the king. While he certainly wouldn't equate himself to his people, that she can do so and still be revered by her followers is astounding to him.

SUN AND MOON SUN AND MOON SUN AND MOON SUN AND MOON

Ozymandias has a thing for eyes. It's rather subtle but it's there, based on his dialogue and interlude. I wonder what he'd see, faced with her brilliant, haunting emeralds.

AHOGE BUDDIES!!!! :D

I hc that she likes his voice. Even the Dajaku Dajaku. Why? Idk it's cute. Has she mumbled it to herself in battle before? Yes. Gawain thought he was having a stroke.

The MODERN AU POTENTIAL OH MY GOD CAN YOU JUST IMAGINE?

We have Ozy, a brilliant loner architect who lost the love of his life and company heiress Arturia, a recent divorcee who needs to build a new house for herself after moving out of the place she used to share with her partner. She remembers the Egyptian from the construction of one of her most successful branches, and hires his talent to help her.

He has to talk to her to understand her concept for the new place, finding out things he didn't know about the rather serious president. She's a foodie, she cares not for extravagance, and she's easily riled up by teasing. Slowly, he begins to find comfort in her presence, even when he knows all their meetings are professional.

She is forced to remove herself from overwork to spend time with him, and at first, she can't understand how anyone could stand being around someone so boastful. But, he proves his skill time and time again, delivering exactly what she was envisioning. In listening to his stories during coffee breaks, she gets charmed by his life and wishes her marriage could have been as happy as his was. :">

When the constructions end, they...well I'll leave that to your imagination hehe

Is there an unpopular opinion you have about your ship?

I know that Ozy and Nefertari are the main ship for this guy or actually, it might be Gil lol and I love their relationship as well and ship them to the heavens, it's so wholesome, but I don't think that he was married in life should be a barrier for shipping. Even if Ozy's love is particularly highlighted compared to the others. A lot of Servants had past loves and a lot lived whole lives, that doesn't stop them from possibly finding new connections. all ships are valid wheeee

Again, thank you very much for the ask! Hope you enjoyed reading through this one. :)

#akampana asks #ozymandias #arturia pendragon #artoria pendragon #rider #saber #ozyturia #ozytoria #arturia #artoria #i think i have too many saber ships #but then again #will there truly ever be too many saber ships?#haahhahahaha #fate #fgo #fate grand order

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yukimoji · 5 years ago

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My World: Part 3 ( Tanjiro Kamado x Reader )

( a/n: hello! welcome to part 3 and the final part of the “my world” series! this became longer than i had initially expected, i apologize deeply for that. also, i'm sorry if it seemed like i shitted on kanao too much, im so sorry bby i still love u. take note there will be grammar errors and typos, bec im blind and i always seem to miss those errors rip. thank you all for following “my world”, and i hope you all enjoy! )

(also, how do u even write angst?? i tried my best and i hope ya’ll dont get too disappointed with my poor excuse of angst lololol)

Part 1 I 2 I 3

Total words: 6600+ words

Genre: Angst and Fluff

!!MAJOR, MAJOR MANGA SPOILERS! READ AT YOUR OWN RISK!!

Warnings: Mentions of blood

With each passing day, it felt like you were getting closer towards the edge of the line.

In a dark tunnel, you stood there, wandering aimlessly towards the light that could not be even seen for miles and miles. An endless loop of nothingness, as the feeling of dread, terror, and fear consumes you from the hidden depths of your mind.

You hoped and wished that one day you could see even a tiny glimpse of what lies ahead of you. Wondering if there's more to it than the endless bloodshed and horrors you've seen hundreds of times now.

But then, suddenly, a warm entity started to walk alongside you. A feeling as warm as the bright rays of the morning sun, and an inexplicable feeling of something accompanying you on your endless journey.

Even when immersed in darkness, the underlying warmth seemed to radiate from that figure. There was a tinge of happiness in your harsh world that made the road to the unseen light seem less lonely than before.

However, with every step, the distant light gets dimmer and darker.

And the warm feeling beside you blazes into a raging, roaring, sea of fire.

The morning after you received the heartfelt letter from Tanjiro, word broke out that Tanjiro, Inosuke, and Zenitsu had defeated Lower Moon One.

You were rejoiced to hear that your comrades had defeated another member of the Twelve Demon Moons. When you heard the news for the first time, you promptly darted to find the nearest pen and paper to congratulate the trio. However, you stopped dead in your tracks when your Kasugai Crow screeched out the status of the Hashira that the trio had accompanied.

Rengoku Kyojuro, the Flame Hashira, has died after an encounter with Upper Moon Three.

Your eyes were as big as saucers, as you stood there in shock. You couldn't believe what you were hearing. Upper Moon 3? Hashira? Dead?

You've never really had a proper conversation with the Flame Hashira, but you've had high respects for him. The way he would hold his sword with pride and his never-ending sense of justice would always bring hope to you and your fellow slayers. You could still remember the words of encouragement he would say every time he would have encountered the lower ranks like you.

"Always set your heart ablaze!"

Hearing about the death of such an important figure in the Demon Slayer Corps made you tighten your jaw. Your hand clenches at the thought of someone so kind and strong had died of such a painful death. You inhaled tiny and long breaths as you try to calm yourself down from the frustration rising in your veins.

He would've wanted his death to inspire the Demon Slayers to fight harder, and you will. His fate will not be in vain as long as the Demon Slayer Corps will continue fighting on.

If you feel angry, you could only imagine as to how Tanjiro felt. Knowing the boy, he would've befriended and had grown attached to the fallen Hashira. Your face contorted into one of sadness. He would be distraught, seeing the Flame Hashira die in front of his very eyes.

You glanced at the paper and the pen at the corner of your vision, and decided to write to the Hanafuda-clad slayer. You went to grab the items and sat down to start writing your letter.

You couldn't be there to physically comfort him, you were too far away. You prayed that this letter would suffice, as you could not do anything more to console the Burgundy-haired boy.

Tanjiro made his way back towards the Butterfly Estate, after visiting the Rengoku Estate to deliver Kyojuro-san's final wishes. He gazed at the katana guard that was given to him by Senjoru, Kyojuro-san's little brother. He sighs sadly at the thought of the Flame Hashira, his words echoing in his mind.

"Live on and set your heart ablaze!"

Breathing out softly, his Crimson-hues looks upwards to the sky, staring at the moving clouds high above.

"CAW! A MESSAGE! A MESSAGE FOR KAMADO TANJIRO!"

"Yaah!" Tanjiro yells out in surprise at his crow's loud screeching, but his expression brightened at the sight of a letter attached to it's legs. He then puts his arm out to let the crow land on it.

"Thank you!" He affectionately pats the head of the crow, and proceeds to take the letter placed delicately on it's legs. The crow screeches once more, and takes off.

Tanjiro looks at the crow flying away, and returns his gaze towards the letter in his hands. He reads the message written in it, and can't help a smile forming from his lips.

"What can be done, is for us to not let it define our days to come. We can choose to heal, whilst bearing the scars, whether alone or with someone precious.

For as long as you want me to, I will be here for you."

I read that somewhere, but I couldn't remember where, hehe.

I'm sorry for what happened. I can't imagine what you're feeling, but I will always be here for you. Rengoku-san will not be forgotten, and he will always live in our hearts and memories.

Be kind to yourself, Tanjiro. You mean the whole world to me.

- [ L / N ] [ Y / N ]

Tanjiro chuckles softly at the letter, and holds it close to his chest. He sniffles as he flutters his eyes close, the corners of his mouth turning up into a thankful grin.

"Thank you, [ Y / N.]"

Months pass, another mission comes by after the completion of another mission. As the weeks gone by, you could find yourself growing stronger each passing day.

During your time apart, you and Tanjiro would often exchange letters. Usually, it was him describing his missions in full detail and how Zenitsu and Inosuke were doing as they worked alongside with each other. Every now and then, little scratches and odd pen marks will decorate the surface of the paper, which you could only assume is Nezuko's doing.

You, on the other hand, would also write about your missions. Occasionally, you would tell him about random stuff, little things on your mind as you go about your day.

One thing remains constant, though. The two of you would always end a letter with a heartfelt sentence that became your little way of saying "I love you" for each other.

"You mean the whole world to me."

Today, me, Inosuke, and Zenitsu went to Yoshiwara with Uzui-san. He basically forced us to come with him, because he wouldn't stop harassing the poor girls back at the Butterfly Estate if we didn't go. He said he was looking for his three wives, as they stopped contacting him after going undercover to find a demon in the district. Can you believe it? Three wives?!

When we arrived, Uzui-san immediately dressed us up as girls and we were sent off to brothels where we could hopefully find the demon causing havoc in the area. Honestly, I'm kind of glad that you weren't here to see me. Not because I don't want you to be with me, no no no! I actually miss you so much and I just want see you again and I just-

It's because I looked absolutely ridiculous! Seriously, it was a miracle that I was able to pass up as a girl!

Anyway, it's my first night here, and so far, there's no sign of a demon. There's been rumors going around about young women suddenly committing suicide without explanation. There's something fishy going on around here, that's for sure.

I'm going to end my letter here. Tomorrow's another day, and we will do our best to make this mission a success.

Stay safe, [ Y / N ].

You mean the whole world to me.

- Kamado Tanjiro

Of course, there were moments where you were worried sick for the boy. When news broke out that the Sound Pillar and the trio defeated Upper Moon 6 in the Red Light District, you were absolutely ecstatic. Another Upper Moon had been slain, and you couldn't be more proud for the trio.

That is, until Tanjiro abruptly stopped sending letters.

During those moments, you could only send letters to the Butterfly Estate, asking about Tanjiro's health and condition. You tried not to get your emotions get the best you, but you couldn't help it. Not when Tanjiro was laying in a bed, unconscious, and out of your reach.

You found comfort of the letters that replied to you. Kanao, the Butterfly Pillar's Tsuguko, started writing back to you, and kept you up-to-date of Tanjiro's well-being that would soothe your anxious nerves. You were thankful for her, as she would always write back to you every night without fail.

Gradually, you began to get to know her, and eventually thought of her as a friend. Since she was a little shy, you gladly told her about your days and endless missions, and maybe a little bit of jokes and puns to lighten up her day.

It wasn't long too until she started talking about the things she liked, like how she enjoys blowing soap bubbles and considers it a hobby. She would also talk about how she likes sweets and accessories, squishing cat paws and helping with the cooking at the Butterfly Estate.

Who knew, that the girl who wrecked you mercilessly during your Rehabilitation training was actually such a lovely and adorable girl who enjoyed the little things in life?

When Tanjiro finally recovered, you never stopped sending letters to Kanao. She was a fun pen pal and a friend to have, because she would listen to each time you would either rant about your day or just say some dumb puns when you're too bored to function.

One day, Tanjiro told you that he was going to the Swordsmith Village to ask for a replacement for his sword. That night, he spoke of how the Love Pillar and the Mist Pillar were present in the village, and how he had the chance of speaking to Genya Shinazugawa, the Wind Pillar's younger brother.

For days on end, the Crimson-eyed slayer would tell you about a training doll that mimicked the strongest Demon Slayer who ever lived. He would rant endlessly, telling you about a swordsmith who trained him to the bone without food and water. He told you, one day, he accidentally smashed the doll into pieces, revealing a worn and old sword hidden inside of it.

You snickered, and you could already hear Tanjiro's voice, which was loaded with panic and anxiety, just by reading the contents of his letters.

You were pleasantly shocked the next day, when your Crow announced the news of the deaths of Upper Moon Five and Upper Moon Four.

Tanjiro was like a magnet for the Upper Moons, and you can't help but feel a heavy sensation in the depths of your stomach.

It felt like the calm before the storm, as after Tanjiro's experience in the Swordsmith Village, there was a rapid decline in Demon activity all across the country.

However, it seemed like the crow didn't exactly tell you everything regarding the Village's aftermath.

After what seemed like forever, you made your way back to the Butterfly Estate. Since demons have not been running all over the place, there weren't as much many missions as there was before. Your crow yelled at you to go back to the estate, but hey, you weren't complaining about that.

You couldn't contain the excitement, a giddy expression ever present on your face. Each step brought you closer to your destination, and as the Estate finally presented itself to your vision, you practically skipped your way in order to reach the area faster.

You heard shouting in the distance. There were cries of panic, seemingly asking someone to come back. You didn't stop your hurried pace, but your eyes widened in both joy and shock when you saw the familiar raven locks of your demon friend, who was now running towards you at full speed.

In broad daylight.

"[ Y/N ]! [ Y/N ]! [ Y/N ]!" Nezuko cries out in joy, jumping at you with all of her strength. You couldn't react on time as she lands on you, and the both of you tumbled to the ground. She was hugging you, a hand affixed on top of your head, patting it relentlessly.

"Oof! Hi, Nezuko!" You laughed at her antics, and hugged her back without hesitation.

You were confused, that's for sure. Even though you were absolutely overjoyed to see your friend, your mind was screaming confused thoughts on how on earth she was able to hug you underneath the blazing sun. Not only that, she was not wearing her usual bamboo muzzle and she spoke your name! She actually spoke! Her voice was absolutely adorable!

"Welcome back!" She cheered happily, and you already feel yourself melt into a puddle at how cute she was acting. She continued to nuzzle onto you, and you felt a sense of pride knowing that an incredibly cute and sweet girl was aggressively showering you with love and affection.

"EH?! [ Y / N ]'S BACK! SHE'S BACK!" You snapped your head to the source, and beamed at the sight of Zenitsu calling out to the residents of the estate, signalling your arrival.

"It's nice to see you again, Zenitsu!" You called out and waved at him, a bright smile present on your face. You couldn't really move, not when Nezuko wasn't done hugging you and spoiling you rotten with her affection.

Zenitsu's eyes widened for a second, until he began jumping around and screaming out a series of chants like the madman he is.

"REALLY? IT'S REALLY NICE TO SEE ME AGAIN?! AW! DON'T FLATTER ME, [ Y / N ]! YOU SHOULD'VE TOLD ME BEFORE THAT YOU HELD ME IN SUCH A HIGH REGARD! YOU KNOW, IT'S NOT TOO LATE TO ASK FOR MY HAND IN MARRIAGE!"

Your smile began to fade, and you could look at him with utter dismay as he proceeded to yell out nonsense.

But then, a familiar voice calls out. The voice that you've yearned to hear for months, as it makes your heart skip a beat as it gets louder and closer.

Tanjiro comes out from the estate, looking around frantically, a desperate expression evident in his gentle features. He looks at your direction and he goes stiff as a statue the moment he locks eyes with you. His eyes began to water, his lower lip quivering from the sight of you.

He races up to you, rivaling with the pace Nezuko had when she assaulted you. Instantaneously, he engulfs you in his loving embrace, and you couldn't hold back your giggles and laughter as he proceeded to wreak havoc on your face with little kisses.

Nezuko lets out a sound of pleasure and releases her hold on you. She watched her brother as he coddled you with so much attention, and she clapped happily at the sight.

After what seemed like ages, Tanjiro stopped attacking your face with kisses and raised a hand to softly caress your cheek. His crimson-hues looked at you with so much passion and adoration, and you gazed at him lovingly in reciprocation.

Slowly he leans in to you, his forehead brushing yours. The corners of his mouth are pulled up, a ridiculously goofy expression adoring his features. You could feel the blood rushing to your cheeks because of the close proximity to his face, but still, you gave him the biggest grin you could muster up.

He chuckles and closes his eyes, nuzzling on you as he holds you in his arms protectively.

"I missed you. So, so much." He breathes out, and you giggle as his warm breath fans your flushed face.

"I missed you too, you big baby." You fluttered your [ E / C ] close, holding him tight and not wanting to let go.

After months of hardship, stress, and pain, you find yourself once again welcomed by your home and your world.

You spent the next few days roaming around the estate, with Tanjiro beside you, holding your hand at every moment. Not just that, you've got to spend time in the garden with Nezuko again! Only this time, you were accompanied by the presence of Zenitsu, Inosuke, and even Kanao!

Each day was filled with laughter and joy. Even when the Hashiras decided to train every slayer in harsh training routines, your happiness never faded. Given the sweat and soreness of your muscles as you shift from one Hashira to another, you would always be rewarded with the sight of the bright stars shining brightly over all of you.

But one day, that happiness seemed to fade away. The devastation and cruelty that you had faced before came back from the ashes of the past, as each second escalated into the catastrophic hell that you were now forced to face.

One night, every Hashira unexpectedly went on a high alert. You couldn't understand what was going on, and you were even more perplexed when Tanjiro suddenly asked you to stay alert and left in a haste. You stood beside the campfire, confused, and you couldn't control the familiar feeling of dread swallowing you up again.

Your instinct was telling you that something terrible and unprecedented was about to happen. Your heart was thumping uncontrollably on your chest, as you started to sweat and tremble from the overwhelming feeling of uncertainty that made shivers run up to your spine.

Unfortunately, your fears were confirmed when a loud explosion was heard in the distance.

You gasped, as you felt the ground suddenly disappear. You couldn't respond quickly, your mind spinning out of control as you fell down to a fortress filled with demons that seemed to stretch out forever.

You breath hitched as you came back to your senses. You looked around, trying to find something or somewhere that could end your endless free fall. You felt a sense of hope as an area where you could land safely came into view. Your eyebrows were knit together, mouth clenching as you performed a breathing technique and landed swiftly at the edge of the structure.

The moment you landed, demons started to flock towards you. Your blood began to boil, rage rapidly overcoming you. You unsheathed out your sword, tightened your grip on the handle, and immediately slashed your way through the hordes of demons. It was then you realized, that it was the beginning of the end, and that it was going to be a long night.

In a blink of an eye, smiles turned into anger, laughter turned into screams, as what was once happiness was now destroyed and replaced by rage and anguish.

And whenever happiness is destroyed,

There's always the smell of blood.

Hours of endless bloodshed. Thousands upon thousands of casualties had rained upon the ranks of the Demon Slayer Corps. You had seen the brutal fighting with your very own eyes, and the rage only intensified with each life taken by the hands of those ruthless demons.

The Twelve Demon Moons had perished. But at the cost of their heads, were the lives of your mentors, comrades, and friends.

However, it finally seemed like their sacrifices were not in vain.

The sun had risen, and Muzan Kibutsuji howled out in pain as the sun's fiery rays started to burn him. He had taken the form of a large, hideous baby, as he desperately tries to hide away from the sun's burning gaze.

Almost everybody was severely injured; there were severed limbs, large gashes, and heavily bleeding wounds.

Despite the overwhelming pain, the remaining slayers continued to fight on, too high on adrenaline and determination in order to bring Muzan to his demise. Everybody held on, performing everything they could do to make the Demon King roast under the sunlight and suffer for his crimes.

Right now, you were driving a bus, speeding towards the crawling abomination. You slammed on the pedals, accelerating at full speed as you rammed into the enormous, yet horrific excuse of a baby.

"Stay down, you bastard!" You yelled out, a dangerous glint twinkling in your eyes as you couldn't help the sides lips tugging up into smug smirk.

You jumped out of the vehicle right before a big hand smashed the front portion, as a voice commands you and nearby Kakushi to push the back portion to block Muzan from moving further. You all gathered together and pushed with all your remaining strength, yells of determination echoing out to stop Muzan from going further.

Your eyes widen as a large hand rises, but before he could smash you all into pieces, the Wind Pillar successfully cut off it's hand on time. You all continued to push, but Muzan was starting to overpower you all and was slowly going over the vehicle.

Then, you heard the loud clank of chains, and saw the monster stumble back as a large chain had wrapped itself on the demon's neck, forcing him to stay in place. You all moved out, and went to the Stone Pillar, aiding him by holding him in place as he uses all his power to grip unto the chains in order to pin the beast down. Muzan hollered out, as he continued to burn under the sun.

Determined to find shade and escape death, the huge monstrosity resorted to dig himself into the earth. The Hashiras then took turns attacking the abomination, attempting to wear off its stamina. All hope seemed lost, as the chains, and all of your energy rapidly depleted as Muzan continued his struggle.

Then, against all odds, the demon throws his head back in a final, ear piercing scream. Gigantic tears fell down from it's hideous face, and after what seemed like eternity, it's body finally crumbled into nothingness.

There was a pause. You all held your breath, the heavy tension in the air suffocating you all. Disbelief was evident on your faces, as you could not properly process what had just gone down.

Then, you all erupted into loud yells of victory.

Muzan is dead. The Demon Slayers had won.

You all cried out in happiness. Centuries of battle, bloodshed, and death finally bearing its fruit. Everyone embraced each other, beaming smiles present in every slayer's face as the shouts of triumph echoed across the battlefield.

"It's not over yet!" A Kakushi yells out, "Stand up! Treat the wounded! Don't cry, you fools, stay focused! We can save them!" You all looked around, and saw the bodies of several Hashira and Demon Slayers slumped up all around. The celebration ceased as everybody started to scatter; newly found strength flooding them as they sought out to save the heavily injured.

In your peripheral vision, you saw Kanao hunched up and unconscious, and she was being tended by several Kakushi. You ran up to her, and your jaw clenched as you observed the injuries and blows she had taken. You kneeled down, and asked for one of them for bandages so you could help patch up your friend.

As you started to wrap up some of Kanao's injuries, lilac hues started to flutter open. She takes a moment to look at her surroundings, and when she sees you and a few Kakushi patching her up, her lips formed a small yet grateful smile.

"...Thank you."

Your eyes darted to look up to the voice, you gasped in relief and your expression brightened as Kanao weakly gives you a wry smile.

You stared at her, the corners of your mouth tugging up and your eyes flickering with gratitude. After wrapping her wounds, you gently took her hand and encased it with your own.

"We won, Kanao." You whispered. Shutting your eyes close, you recalled the memories of how hard she fought against Muzan, along with Zenitsu, Inosuke, and the Hashiras. The ravenette just paused, and her mouth falling open as she was reflecting on what you had just told to her. Then, she breathes out in delight, and slowly raised her other hand to caress your own. Kanao's whole face lit up, and she beams at you, nodding her head in appreciation.

But then, suddenly, in the corner of her vision, something captures Kanao's attention. She stiffened, and her hand started to tremble under your gentle hold. Her forehead furrowed and she struggled to find her voice.

" [ Y - Y / N ]-chan..!"

You opened your [ E / C ] eyes, and glanced at your friend's facial features. You grew concerned, trying to make sense as to why she was shaking and sweating so much. Then, loud shouts began to echo and you felt a heavy sensation start to enclose your chest. You started to tremble, the loud yells becoming more frantic by each second. The feeling of dread returned, seemingly to taunt you as goosebumps rapidly washed over you. The girl returned her attention to your bewildered expression, her lilac orbs filled with worry and regret.

You hesitantly turned around and looked to where Kanao had her gaze on to figure out the source of her behavior. Instantaneously, your eyebrows elevated, a hand immediately clasping your mouth. Your eyes welled up in tears and the cries of distress escaped away as you stomached in the scene before you.

You stared ahead to meet the figure of your beloved Tanjiro.

But he didn't look like your Tanjiro.

A beast roared out, screaming and assaulting any being that was attempting to get close to him. You saw a glimpse of Zenitsu and Inosuke trying to hold back your transformed lover, the Water Pillar frantically yelling orders not get close to the boy, but to no avail.

It felt like the whole world had shattered right before your very eyes. You struggled to swallow back the bile rising to your throat, your breathes becoming more erratic as the hot tears endlessly fall from your eyes. You become absolutely racked with sobs, the heavy feeling on your chest intensifying to the point of suffocating you.

"Stop crying!" You mentally scold yourself. "Now is not the time to cry! You have to help! You have to save him!"

But you couldn't move. You couldn't speak. You couldn't do anything but wail out in absolute heartbreak as Tanjiro further succumbed into hysteria.

No matter how hard you tried, your feet were glued to the ground. Your mind hurled insults, screaming at you to step forward, to run, and try to save your beloved. You could only look up to the heavens, reciting a silent prayer pleading to every Deity who was listening to stop this madness.

In the midst of your emotional turmoil, you have flashes of what once was. You recall how Tanjiro would hold you in moments of peace, how his eyes would fill up with tenderness and love whenever you locked eyes with him, and how his beaming smile seemed to brighten up even your darkest days.

Your heart continues to pound painfully in your chest as you gasp out endless incoherent breathes. You could hear his loving voice resonate in your head, your cries becoming more erratic at the thought that you could never hear his warmth-filled sound again.

"You mean the whole world to me, [ Y / N ]."

You could only look helplessly as the now human Nezuko began to cry out to her corrupted brother, holding him in place so that he could no longer hurt more people. Tanjiro continued to screech and thrash in the sister's grasp, his screams releasing powerful waves of energy that would blowed away anyone who had even dared to come near him.

Zenitsu and Inosuke were swept away by the strong shockwaves, but Nezuko never weakened her grasp, as she continues to hold on to her brother desperately. Tanjiro dropped down, the sound of the tearing cloth ringing around as massive and sharp tentacles exploded out of his back. Zenitsu cries out, terror overtaking his face as he desperately reaches out to save Nezuko.

But something still puzzles you. Your stomach still twisted at the sight of Nezuko bleeding, but what was perplexing was that Tanjiro declined to bite his sister. Even though he had a taste of his sister's blood, he resisted and refused to attack her.

Maybe, just maybe, your Tanjiro was still there, fighting to break free from his eternal prison.

"[ Y / N ]-chan." Kanao calls out. You snap out of you emotional daze and faced the girl. She looked at you with a hopeful expression, and she takes out a small box from her belt.

"We can still save him..." She starts, opening the box to reveal an injection. "My master gave this to me, and she said that this is medicine made out of Wisteria flowers that could turn demons back into humans."

Kanao coughs up blood, her face scrunching up as she groans out in discomfort. She stumbles forward because of the pain, and you instantly hold her to prevent her from falling to the ground. She looks up to you, and gives you a sad smile.

"Tanjiro turned into a demon just now. Even if I could evade his attacks with one eye, my injuries could get the best of me." She coughs again, placing a hand to her re-opened wound on her waist. She takes your hand and places the injection on it.

"There's still time, [ Y / N ]. Tanjiro loves you too much to even raise a hand at you."

You looked down at the injection, your eyes filled with renewed determination. You nodded in agreement, then took long breaths to calm yourself down. You knew what you needed to do, and now, you could save him.

You wiped the trails of dried tears on your face, eyebrows drewn together as your expression hardened. Tightening your grip on the object, you stood up and turned around to confront Tanjiro.

"Thank you." You breathed out, forever grateful to Kanao for giving you this oppurtunity.

You inhaled deeply, oxygen rapidly flooding your veins. You could feel your muscles become stronger each second, as adrenaline fills you once more. Bursts of energy traveled all across your body, giving you the courage and power you needed to pull this off. You focused your strength on your legs, and in a flash, you dashed towards your lover.

"Tanjiro.."

The demon takes notice of a presence rapidly approaching him. He growls and turns his attention towards you. Scowling, he screeches loudly, tentacles aggressively whipping around at all angles to attack you.

"When this is all over, let's make our own world,"

You looked up to meet his eyes, and you were with scarlet ones, which were filled with hatred and rage. Your breathe hitches momentarily as a shiver ran up to your spine.

"A world where no one could tears us apart."

Tanjiro had never looked at you with such hostility before. However, you didn't let that faze you as you continuously dodged his never ending assaults against you.

"Enough is enough, Tanjiro."

You jumped and evaded the whips his tentacles threw at you. Then, an opening presents itself, your eyes dilating and you bolted even closer until you came face to face with the demon.

"You musn't make Nezuko cry."

Tanjiro howls out loudly, and he raises a hand with the intent to smash you. You quickly caught the glimpse of his clenched fist, and you leapt, avoiding his arm as it plunged downwards with such speed and strength.

"Come back to us, and you won't be ever lost again,"

You swore everything looked like it was in slow motion. In that moment, a bright light engulfed your surroundings. Your body flew above the demon, and when his back came into full view, you immediately pushed the cure into him. Tears shone in your [ E / C ] orbs, as a love-filled smile appeared on your features.

You didn't even feel the pain when a rouge tentacle managed to successfully pierce itself into you. Your tender gaze never left the boy, and you finally breathed out in relief. You fluttered your eyes close, and you tumbled helplessly against the surface.

"You are the whole world to me."

"[ Y / N]!" Nezuko calls out to you, her face contorted into one of pure horror as she watches your body make harsh contact with the ground.

Suddenly, Tanjiro stops moving. His tentacles ceased it's assaults, and slowly, but surely, it retreats back into his body. The boy to started to shake uncontrollably, exhaling out heavy breathes as his eyes trembled wildly as he stares at the sight of your injured body.

With all the remaining strength you could muster up, you looked up to the demon. Instead of the hatred and rage you had saw moments ago, Tanjiro's Scarlet-hues were filled with regret. Tears ran down his cheeks, sadness clouding over his demonic features.

You inhaled softly, and with each passing moment, you saw his eyes slowly turn back into the Crimson colored orbs that you loved so much. As seconds pass by, your vision began to darken. Exhaling out in exhaustion, you felt thankful that you get to see a glimpse of your Tanjiro once more. You heard loud shouts resound through the field, feeling something tending to your wounds before your sight was further consumed by darkness as you fell into unconsciousness.

" -Ma..?"

" -Ma!"

"Mama!"

You jolt up in surprise, trying to catch your breath as cold sweat falls down from the side of your face.

You take a moment to observe your surroundings, and you could find yourself sitting in a bench that was located at an open lake. Sakura trees were abundant, and their beauty was obviously not overlooked as pink blossoms flew around with the cool spring breeze. Flora was flourishing all over, and the sounds of the little animals living in the lake was prominent.

A nightmare? You thought. Sighing deeply, you let yourself fall back in the bench where you were sitting on. A small hand shakes on your own frantically, as you turned your head and smiled softly as a gigantic pair of eyes, clearly filled with worry, gazed into your own.

"I'm sorry, Takeo. Did Mama scare you?" You chuckled, as the child in front of you pouts and crosses his arms over his chest.

"Stop dozing off like that! I was really worried when you started to cry in your sleep again!" Takeo exclaims out, puffing out his cheeks as he stomped on his foot in annoyance.

You laughed at his antics, your melodic voice echoing across the peaceful lake. You leaned forward and raised a hand to gently pat your son's head. The boy looked almost the same as you, seeing as he inherited your complexion, your facial features, and even your [H / C] hair.

There was one thing, though, that distinguished him from looking like a complete carbon copy of you.

He had Crimson colored eyes that he inherited from his father.

Takeo continues to huff out in annoyance, but he couldn't fight the flush rising up to his face from your act of affection towards him. Whether he was going to deny it or not, it was an irrefutable fact that he loved getting his head pats. As you observed Takeo's features, you felt warmth and tenderness embracing your chest. You pulled your hand away from his head and just chuckled at his failed attempts of trying to look angry at you.

"Papa asked me to fetch you, ya know.." Takeo mumbles, his Crimson-orbs looking away from you in embarrassment. "He says that Aunt Nezuko and Uncle Zenitsu are coming over today, along with Uncle Inosuke and Aunt Kanao. He figured that you would be glad to see them again."

"I see." You whispered. Your mouth slowly into a grin, and you nodded gratefully. You felt excitement and joy bubble up in you, as you beamed brightly to your son. "Thank you, Takeo. I'm absolutely delighted to hear that they're coming to visit today."

Slowly, you stood up from the bench, one hand holding on your son's arm for support and the other caressing your swollen belly. You looked up to the heavens, eyes sparkling with gratitude as a thankful sigh escaped from your lips. You shifted your attention away from the blue sky, and softly held your son's hand as you began your way back home.

"Let's go home, shall we?"

Once upon a dream, you never thought the possibility of true love coming to you all your life.

Growing up in a demon infested world, life seemed to be fond of throwing you into hardships and struggle. Despite the horrors of the world, you always persevered. For every challenge that has been hurled towards you, the tribulations have only made you grow stronger and better.

Your life may had started out roughly, but that doesn't mean that it did not change for the better. The endless bloodshed had become relics of the past, moments of time that helped shape the world as it is now.

Recalling those moments of uncertainty, the rays of sunlight peeking through what was once the dark and gloomy clouds had now completely engulfed your life with warmth and tenderness. What you once wanted to experience all those years ago, has now become your reality. The little bits of happiness that you yearned for, now held onto you, never wanting to leave any time soon.

As you get closer to your home, you could hear the voices of children laughing and playing. Soon, you saw a glimpse of your humble abode, and little kids that looked similarly to you and your husband came into view. Takeo releases his hold on you, and he excitedly makes his way towards his siblings. Your expression brightened, a permanent smile present on your face as you took in the sight of your children frolicking around with happiness evident in their faces.

Then, a warm hand snakes over your waist, pulling you towards a broad chest that belonged to your lover. You couldn't contain your giggles as your face was immediately assaulted by small pecks and kisses. His hanafuda earrings seemed to ring each time he moved his head, his long ponytail swaying alongside with the cool breeze. His crimson-eyes gleamed in adoration as he gazes into your own, an adorable grin affixed in his lips as he continued to lock you in his protective embrace.

Sakura petals flew all around, encasing your surroundings with a sense of peace and serenity. After years of struggle, you can finally wake up in the morning without the likelihood of a horrible and painful death looming over you, as your cruel and dark world was now behind you.

Those dark days were long over. Now that you had finally avenged your family and the numerous deaths Muzan Kibutsuji has inflicted upon humanity, you could finally spend the rest of your life in peace.

Now, you had finally found a place to call your home. With him, you had created a whole new world. A world that was overflowing with love and happiness. Now that he would always stay by your side, you won't have to be lost anymore.

Tanjiro lifts up a hand to softly caress your cheek, gazing at you with so much love and adoration. The corners of his mouth quirked up as he fluttered his eyes close and slowly leaned forward. Your expression softened, and you chuckled softly as you put your arms around his shoulders. Your eyelids close shut as you felt your chest swell up with so much emotion, as his lips finally captured yours into a love-filled kiss.

"You are the whole world to me, [ Y / N]."

( a/n: thank you, thank you, thank you so much for following “my world”! it means so much to me that some of you had taken a liking on this series :’D im sorry if there were mistakes and ooc-ness along the way;;;

thank you for reading, and stay safe! you all mean the whole world to me <3)

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shychiwrites · 5 years ago

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hi chi 💕may i request a sequel to your uzui x demon reader piece where they confess and get together? i'm curious to see how it would happen considering their positions! idk if this is okay to request tho since your blog title is anime one-shots hehe >//

Hello! ❤️ Of course you can! I got a bit stuck on this one, but I finally figured out where to go with it. I hope you enjoy~

Also thank you for pointing out the repeating paragraphs in part 1! I have no clue how that happened. It was being kind of glitchy, but I think I managed to fix it!

Find part 1 here

Spoilers ahead!!

Word Count: 802

After Uzui approached you that night and offered a “reward”, you found that your self control had almost left you completely. It was harder to take your gaze away from him and even harder to resist him. He mostly left you alone, occasionally catching your gaze with his and winking, before turning and walking off. It was like he knew what he did to you. You weren’t sure if you could stand the teasing much longer.

To distract yourself, you tried to bury yourself in work. The demon hunters seemed to trust you a little more, well, some of them did. If you weren’t healing someone, you were helping make medicine. It was better to stock up before the big fight. You didn’t have as much knowledge as Lady Tamayo, but you helped them as much as you could.

You walked down the hall, a basket of herbs in your hands. You were in the middle of making medicine when you ran out. New scents filled your nose, as well as a familiar one. As you rounded the corner, you passed the training ground. Uzui sat in a tree, instructing the younger corps members. Despite needing to head back to work, you couldn’t help but gaze at him once more.

Once he sent the other corps members away, his gaze turned to you. He hoped down and closed the gap between you.

“Staring again? I thought you had work to do.” He placed his hand next to your head, leaning against the wall.

“I do, but I can’t seem to help myself. It’s too easy to lose my self control around you.” Your blunt answer took Uzui off guard. He had been teasing you as of late and it seemed you had finally decided to retaliate.

“You should see me when I train. I wonder how quickly you’d lose your composure.” Uzui’s voice dropped to a whisper, a smirk making its way onto his face. You couldn’t hold in a smile as you leaned up, stopping only an inch away from his face.

“I wouldn’t last very long. It’s hard to keep my cool when you make my heart throb.” You responded. Uzui’s grin widened, then dropped.

“How’s the cure going?” He questioned. Your smile dropped as well.

“So far so good. We’ve experienced a few problems, but we’re making progress. Lady Tamayo is confident that we’ll get it this time. When she finishes, she will test it on two demons.” You responded, glancing down at your feet. Uzui raised an eyebrow.

“What demons will it be tested on?” He questioned.

“A demon Tanjiro restrained a while ago….and me.” You looked back up at him, seeing his eyes widen in surprise.

“Uzui-sama. If this cure works, I have something I wish to tell you.” At your words, Uzui’s smile returned.

“Why wait?” He whispered once again, holding your chin in his hands. Your heart pounded in your chest.

“So impatient…” You whispered, averting your gaze to try and gain some confidence.

“I love you, Uzui-sama. So much so that it distracts me. My gaze is drawn to you and so are my thoughts. I love you more than anything.” You confessed, slowly moving your eyes back to his. He had a straight face, then a light smile broke out.

“Usually, I prefer to have a more flamboyant confession. However, that will do.” Uzui leaned down, keeping his hold on your chin. You were more than surprised. Who knows how much longer the cure will take. Is he serious?

“Wait...what? I’m still...I’m still a demon.” You furrowed your eyebrows. Uzui nodded.

“Yes, I’m aware. I kept my word and have been keeping an eye on you. I find it almost hard to believe you’re a demon. Never once have I seen bloodlust in your eyes, even as you care for the injured. I see nothing but genuine kindness in your eyes. You’re a strange one.” Uzui explained, tracing your jawline.

“I decided to accept you as you are, but I was still hesitant. After hearing that you were willing to have the cure tested on you, I decided not to wait.” Uzui didn’t give you a chance to respond and gently brushed his lips against yours.

“I do hope you don’t mind waiting until you get the cure to go any further. Besides, you have to meet my wives first.” Uzui pulled away.

“I’ll come get you later today. I believe you have work you need to do.” Uzui nudged you towards the medical room. You could only nod, stunned into silence. As you walked down the hall, you halted.

With a bright smile, you turned towards Uzui. Butterflies filled your stomach and your heart pounded with excitement. You couldn’t remember the last time you felt like this.

“Thank you.”

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fifteenskies15 · 5 years ago

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Flamboyantly Worked it Out

(Tengen Uzui)

Summary: Your son is sick right in Kodomo no Hi festival, he wanted to spend it so badly with his family and friends, not wanting to make him unhappy you, Tengen, and the rest of his wives decided to make an "indoor festival" for him

Admin's Note: My first fic about Tengen and reader, this is all for you my dearest fellow Tengen stans, But I'm fully aware that you mostly spend time with his wives too

"I have renewed my clear and flamboyant priority..."

"First the four of you..."

"Then respectable humans"

"Then myself"

"Even if we're no longer in the corps, we're still going to protect the plain and carefree people, of course since we're still demon hunters till the end of the day"

"Hehehe! Papa!!"

...

"Ah.. How could I forget?"

"I mean the five of you..."

"and frankly speaking, you guys are all so precious to me, so remember..."

"... Don't die"

"ACCHOO!!!" a high pitched sneeze enacted out from your son's bedroom, lately he's been sneezing a lot "Mom/Dad...what happened? My nose feel stuffy" you compared your body temperature with his "Oh my, Ginjiro, you catch a cold"

"Is it bad? Can I still participate in children's day?" He say as he break into another sneeze, you had a sinking feeling inside your stomach, your son, Ginjiro had been looking forward to spend children's day with his moms and dad/dads, you gulped, trying to be as gentle as possible to say that he can't participate in the festival he's been looking forward to.

"Ginjiro, I'm sorry, but you had to rest... Can you please do that for us?"

Ginjiro's (E/C) eyes start to tear up, you feel guilty to see your seven year old son can't do much for now "B-but...I have been looking forward to this day... I even made my own Kabuto helmet..." You sighed and gently stroke his white hair "I'm so sorry, but chin up... there's always next year..."

Little Ginjiro just sighed and lay back down to his futon, dejectedly, "... It's okay mom/dad... You're just looking out for me...If that's the case, I'll just take a rest..., Love you Mom/dad..." You sighed and pat his head "We love you too, son..." Ginjiro smiled and close his eyes as you came out of his bedroom, sighing.

"I know that sigh quite well, (Name), is everything alright?" Hinatsuru asked you, visibly concerned "It's Ginjiro... he's got a fever and..." You sighed for the second time "...Do you remember that he wanted to go to children's day festival together with all of us this year? Well I'm afraid he can't..."

Hinatsuru then pouted sadly as she heard that her son is sick, with a sigh, she put a comforting hand on you "Oh, I'm so sorry, dear (name), I can't imagine how sad our son is" you sighed softly but smiled at her "It's okay, Hina... It's not even your fault" Hinatsuru hugged you and stroked your (H/C) hair to console you, you lean in to her motherly touch.

"Oh! But I just have a good idea!" Hinatsuru say beaming up, you looked up to her, slightly tilting your head "What is it, Hina?"

"What if we just "bring the festival in"?" She smiled at you, as you tilt your head again "How can we do that, Hina? She just smiled at you until you get what she meant by that.

"Oh, I see how it is" you say smiling at her "Well all and all, we're going to make a koinobori, each carp represent us as his parents, the biggest and black carp, Magoi, symbolize Tengen-sama/and me as his father(s), the red and smaller carp banner, higoi, represent us/all of you as his mothers, Ginjiro is our only son, and frankly speaking he's also our first son, so he's going to have blue carp banner"

Hinatsuru listened closely and nodded as she did, "I see, very well then, what about the food?"

"Hmm, if I recall correctly, we make sweets for him is chimaki (bamboo dumpling) along with Mochi and various array of rice cakes, I don't remember much, but we could always ask Suma, she and Ginjiro had a lot of fun on last year's festival, so she might knew"

"Ah, okay then! Suma and I will handle the sweets, you and Makio can make the carp banners, and that leave Tengen-sama to watch over Ginjiro, and... Maybe stall him for a bit so he won't know what surprise we store for him" you smiled at her and nodded "Great idea! Well then, chop chop! We can't waste the sunlight!"

Hinatsuru smiled as she see how hyped you are, she chuckled and kissed your cheek "Well let's get to work, dear wife/husband" you giggled and do the same gesture to her as you scurry off to find Makio.

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"You need me to help make a carp banner? Well, no problem, (name)! I have plenty of free time to make those!" Makio said, grinning at you "That's good to hear, Makio, well let's gather up the items we need!"

"Alright, what do we need?"

You recall what items are required to make the carp banner "Let's see, we need a ryudama, yaguruma, and fukiganashi, I'm sure the general store had those for us and we could make the carp banner ourselves" Makio nodded as she memorized the items you said "Well, what are we waiting for? Let's get them now!" She said as she headed out and you follow her.

You and her then bumped into Tengen "Whoa there, what brings my wives/my wife and husband today? You both look agitated"

"Ah, Tengen-sama! Well...we..."

"No, let me guess, you both are going to get item for the carp banners, right?"

"Actually, yes, has Hinatsuru told you what to do?"

He nodded with (unusually) gentle smile on his face "Yeah, she did, don't you worry, my girls/and boy, I will get him busy with my flamboyant tales" he said, slightly flipping his hair as you and Makio giggled at him "But on one condition"

"What is it, Tengen-sama?" You and Makio said in unison "You should let me help you both so this impromptu festival will goes flamboyantly" you and Makio share a look and then nods "Only when Ginjiro is asleep"

"Deal, well now godspeed, you two, time's a wastin'!" He said as he gave you both a "flamboyant" hug as you and Makio headed out from Uzui estate.

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"Well! Isn't it just nice! It's been quite a while since I came to the town aside from taking Ginjiro to children festival all those years ago" Makio said taking in the bustling town, people are passing by, vendors selling so many stuff and even food and array of unique shop, "Well since we're both are kunoichi/we're a shinobi we don't have much time to act like normal people"

Makio grinned and elbow your side, slightly chuckling "Hey, I take an offense, I can be normal too, you know?!" You giggled at her "I dunno, you looked angry and hungry 24/7 so basically you're hangry, get it?"

"Oh, I show you hangry!" She said laughing as she chases you as you run while giggling like a kid.

You and Makio had cat and dog chasing game around the town, you were at your advantage at least until Makio use her ninja trick and got you.

"Gotcha, you cute girl/guy!"

"Aaahh!! Noo!! Spare me mercy, Divine Makio!!"

You and Makio burst out laughing before you remember why you're in the town now "Oh dear, we better get those items now!"

"You're right, I'm having fun chasing you around though" she said giggling as you both headed to the general store, a kind old lady greet you both with a smile

"Well, hello, hello! What a pair of beauties/cute couples you are, is there anything I can help with?"

"Well, old lady, do you have...umm...what was it again, (name)?"

"A Ryudama, yaguruma and fukiganashi"

"Yeah, those things"

"Ahh, I see you're going to celebrate the children day, give me a moment, dearies, I'll be right back" the old lady said as she got the item you both required.

"You know, it's a good idea to have the festival in the estate so little Ginjiro can have a good time with all of us, last year we take him to the festival separately, you on his first year, then Hinatsuru, me, Tengen-sama then lastly with Suma"

"Hehe, well it's Hinatsuru's idea, I'm just doing what I need to do" Makio smiled warmly at you and put her hand on your shoulder "Still, it's good to know that you both find a way so we can cheer our son and let him enjoy the festival even though he's under the weather"

"Well, anything for our only kid, and maybe...if Tengen-sama agrees, our future kids too" you say wiggling your eyebrows as Makio laughed and playfully smacked your shoulder "(name)! You naughty girl/boy!" You both burst out laughing again as the old lady bring the required items "Here we go, dearies"

"Thank you, ma'am!" You took out a pouch of money, but the old lady stopped you "Oh, it's free for you, dearie, I may be old but I can't help hearing your conversation with this lady, I take it you made a koinobori for your sick son?"

"Yeah, we are, he's been looking forward to this and there's no way we make him sad just because he can't enjoy it with other kids" Makio said, huffing a bit "Well, you both are certainly are good parents for him! I wish that he'll get well soon so he can enjoy the festival"

You and Makio smiled at her and bowed your head a bit "Thank you very much, old lady! Sorry for the trouble!"

"Think nothing of it, dearies"

You thanked her once again before you and Makio headed home.

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"Hina, Suma, how's the food?" You said as you checked the other wives at the kitchen "Oh, (name)! We're doing great! We're just going to make the kashiwa mochi and the Kabuto namagashi, how's the carp banner doing?" Suma asked you as she made the pickled oak leaf for the mochi "Oh we're going to make it now, if you're finished why don't you join us on drawing the carp banner?"

"Oh! I don't know...I mean! I would love to but what if the carp banner turned out to be a mess because of me??"

Hinatsuru shakes her head at Suma "Oh, Suma, it's okay, you're going to do well, and (name) we will join you later, alright?"

"Alright! We're at the genkan if you looked for us!" You said as you headed to the entrance area to join Makio making the carp banner, and to see Tengen already sit next to her

"Oh, Tengen! You're here, I take it that Ginjiro is asleep?" You said as you sit down, joining them "Yup, I figured out I'm going to help you and Makio making this carp banner, we're going to make it, flamboyantly!"

You chuckled at him as you took the fabric "Well in that case, we better get going before our son is awake"

The three of you worked on the banners in peaceful silence, sometimes though, you're being cheeky by smearing the fabric paint on your wife and husband's face "Whoops, my hand slipped" you said nonchalantly while drawing the higoi, trying your best to hide your smirk, unfortunately, Tengen saw that and smeared some on your cheek "Oh, the God of Festivies didn't mean to smear a paint on his wife/husband's face" he said jokingly, as you retaliate him "You were saying?"

You and Tengen keep smearing each other faces with the paint, Makio who made the banner for Ginjiro just laughed and shake her head at her wife and husband/husbands antics, "Now, you guys are going to wake Ginjiro and the banner won't be finished!"

You and Tengen share looks before you both smirk at her and smeared a red paint on her face "Ohh, so this is how we're going to finish the banners huh! It's on!"

The three of you basically chasing around trying to "paint each other faces" while laughing

"Ha! In your face, Makio!"

"You're not getting away with that, (name)!"

"Eat my Flamboyant Surprise attack!!"

Tengen manage to get the paint on your and Makio's nose, you gasped with her "The audacity!" You both then tackled Tengen and smear paint all over his face "Aahh!! Betrayed by my wives/my wife and husband!! I have fallen!!"

The three of you burst out laughing, you hear a giggle and to see Hinatsuru and Suma on the doorway smiling at both of you "Well it looks like you both have fun with making the banners"

You, Tengen and Makio sheepishly get up "Hehe, umm...sorry, we got carried away" Hinatsuru just smiled and sit down "Well let's not waste our time"

Suma joined her with a napkin on her hand, wiping the paint off your face "Hehe, you're actually cute with paint on your face, (name)" you smiled at her and kissed her cheek as a thank you gesture "Thank you, Suma-chan" she smiled and clean Tengen's face then Makio as you all continue making the banners and it pole.

"How's the Magoi banner, Tengen-sama?" Hinatsuru said as she helped you paint the higoi banner "I have made the most flamboyant banner the people ever seen!" Tengen said as he flaunt the black carp banner with jewels that similar to his eye patch he had, you and the other wives smiled at him.

"That is a flamboyant banner, alright" you chuckled "Now then, Tengen, if you don't mind can you attach it on the pole along with the fukiganashi?"

He nodded and start to attach the banner and wind bag on the pole,

"Suma!! You got the color mixed up!!"

You and Hinatsuru look over Makio and Suma's banner, the white paint smeared on the blue paint

"Ahhh!! I'm so sorry, Makio-san!! I knew I would mess it up"

"Quit talking like a coward, Suma!"

You, Tengen and Hinatsuru can only sigh as you approach them "It's okay Suma-chan, I will salvage this, you help Hinatsuru on attaching the ring in the carp's mouth"

"O-okay..." She then went to help Hinatsuru as you help Makio salvage the banner, she sighed "We don't have much time to salvage this" you shook your head and smiled at her "We still can, just leave it to me"

You dip the brush in the bowl of water to clean it and cover the white smudges on the carp's body with blue paint and carefully draw it's scales "See, we're almost finished so don't worry about it, Makio"

Makio sighed and smiled at you "Well, I shouldn't doubt you then" you all continue make the banner together and only few hours later, it's finished.

"Well, looks like we flamboyantly worked it out!" Tengen said as all of you all see how the wind fluttered the carp banners "Not really, Tengen-sama, Ginjiro haven't seen this yet so it's not finished yet, besides I have another thing I got for him" Hinatsuru say smiling at him.

"Hmm, yeah you're right, I wonder if he's awake now"

"I'll go check on him then"

His wives smiled at both of you "We'll get the tea and sweets ready then"

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"Thanks for doing this, (name), it was a flamboyant idea to celebrate children's day like this" Tengen said as you both head to Ginjiro's bedroom, you smiled and shook your head "It was all Hinatsuru's idea, so you'll have to thank her instead"

Tengen smiled at you and ruffled your (H/C) hair "Hey don't sweat it, you both did amazingly and flamboyantly, Suma and Makio too, you don't know how lucky I am that I married to four amazing women/three amazing women and a flamboyant man and I have even more flamboyant son, too"

You chuckled and playfully punched his chest "save your sappy words for later, Tengen" he just smirked and slid open the shoji door and to see your son, huddled in blanket hugging his self made Kabuto helmet.

"Hey there kiddo" Tengen smiled and sit next to him "Hey Dad, sniff, and hey Mom/father" he say smiling weakly "what's up?"

"We know you're feeling under the weather, but do you want to get some fresh air for a bit? Spring wind is never that cold so don't worry" he thought of it for a while then smiled "Yeah, okay"

Tengen smiled and carried him on his shoulders as you both lead him outside "We're sorry that you couldn't celebrated the festival at the town, we knew how much you want to"

Ginjiro only smiled and shook his head "It's okay Mom/dad, I know you're worried about me..."

"Damn right we are so we decided to have a little festivies here and now" Tengen said as you both stepped out of the estate "Huh? What do you mean, da...-" he then looked up at the carp banner and his (E/C) eyes sparkled in happiness "Waahh!! A koinobori!! It looks so cool!! Did you guys made this??"

You and Tengen nodded as he pointed out at the banners "That black one is me/and your dad, the red ones are your moms, and the blue one on the bottom? It's you kid, you look awesomely flamboyant"

"Cool" the little boy marveled the carp banner and bounce up excitedly "This is the first time I saw this up close!! It's so cool!"

You and Tengen share a smile before back to Ginjiro "Hey kid, I know you're supposed to eat something warm like soup, but for today, it's an exception"

If it's possible, Ginjiro's eyes sparkled even more "Really?? What is it??"

"You'll see, your moms prepared something for you"

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"Ah! You're awake, Ginjiro! Come, come! Sit down and enjoy the food!" Suma said as she excitedly usher Ginjiro to sit, his eyes widen in surprise when he saw array of sweets in front of him

"Wow!! A Kashiwa Mochi!! I got this with Suma kaa-chan last year! Can I eat it? Can I eat it pleeaasee??"

Makio laughed and ruffled his white hair "help yourself! It's all yours!"

"Yay!!" He happily gobbled up the mochi as you, Tengen and the other wives watch him as you all are the rice cakes Hinatsuru made and sipping green tea, you notice once your sullen and sad son became happier as he gobbled up the mochi happily.

"Oh and I have one more thing" Hinatsuru then walked away get something and come back with Kabuto helmet "Here! This is an actual Kabuto helmet to commemorate this day" she said as she displayed it in the middle of the room, Ginjiro excitedly approach it and look at it in awe "Would that mean it's mine too now?" He said looking up at Hinatsuru with his wide and sparkling eyes, she smiled and gently stroked his hair "Yes Ginjiro, We had hope that you will grow into a strong and healthy man just like...-"

"Just like dad/and father!! I will grow up into a strong shinobi and save people..."

The boy strike a dramatic pose

"... Flamboyantly!"

You all laughed at him as if he forget that he's sick, apple really did not fall far from its tree...

"Well, how about it? What's your thoughts on this "in home festival"?" Suma asked him with a smile, Ginjiro smiled brightly that it melt all of everyone's heart.

"This is the best children's day festival EVER!!" he said jumping up and down and hugged all of you "You guys are the best!! I love you all!!"

You share smile with your husband and wives as you both huddled up in a warm hug

"We love you too, Uzui Ginjiro"

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Admin 15: Oh whoa, that's the longest story I have ever made, I'm actually quite proud of the outcome, I'm terribly sorry if this story made no sense

#kimetsu no yaiba #kimetsu no yaiba x reader #kimetsu no yaiba fanfiction #kimetsu no yaiba scenario #kimetsu no yaiba imagines #tengen uzui #tengen uzui x reader

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Spain x Reader Angst(?)

Okay, so I was asked by this lovely person - @soiexist to write a Spain x Reader Angsty fic and I did my best! I don’t think it came out very angsty . . . But I honestly tried! It was originally gonna be a ‘reader is in an arranged marriage but falls in love with someone else’ type thing but it kinda morphed into its own Kingdom! AU- ya know what, I’m just gonna let you read it, how about that? Also, apparently I’m incapable of writing anything less than 1,000 words, so . . . Here’s a 7,124-word story! Hehe . . .

Today had to be the most terrible day in the life of _____ _______. It marks the end of her life as she knows it.

"You can't do this to me, Dad! I'm not an object you can just sell off!" Her father sighs and places his head on his hands.

"I'm not selling you off! Can't you just do as I ask?"

"As if I have the choice!"

"_____," Her mother speaks kindly, attempting to calm her daughter. "Please, you know why we're doing this! It's for your family, can't you just do it for us? So we could have a better life?" _____ scoffs.

"Give you a better life while mine is over? Whatever happened to us sticking together through thick and thin? That no matter what, we'd get through things together?" The young woman asks, tears streaming down her face.

"That was before the king threatened to take our farm! Without this land, our family will starve; your brothers and sisters will die! Please, _____ . . . We're begging you!" Her father gets down on his knees, grasping the bottom of his daughter's dress and pleads for her cooperation. _____ rips her dress from his hands and runs out of the door and into the woods.

To think that her parents would even consider giving her away to save their farm! It's true that the girl's beauty had attracted many suitors, some offering more than just a healthy swine or a heard of bovine. Some offered money, buildings, and even other children for one of _____'s siblings, but every time her parents refused. They always said they would never sell the love of their daughter for the betterment of their lives.

But now that it's the king, their suddenly all too keen on giving away the hand of their daughter. True, the farm was threatened, but they have the means to leave! _____ knows her father has money stashed away for an emergency, and losing the farm and having to flee the kingdom seems like a perfect emergency to _____! But her parents are getting older . . . And her siblings are too young to travel that far . . .

Maybe she's being selfish? Leaning up against a tree, _____ stops to take a breath. Sobs rack through her body as she slides down to her knees and covers her eyes with her hands. She has no choice to comply with her parent's and king's wishes . . . Even if she were to go on the run, disobeying the king would make her a fugitive, and Lord knows what he'd do to her family while she was gone.

"Hola! Are you okay?" A cheerful and concerned male voice startles her.

"Uh-um, I . . . " The man before her is the most beautiful man she has ever seen. His short brown hair lays against his face perfectly, his olive-green eyes sparkle in the sunlight, and his smile somehow conveys both happiness and concern at the same time.

"It's okay, chica. I don't bite!" He chuckles and leans up against the tree next to her.

"I'm . . . I'm not sure if I can talk about it . . ."

"Well, that's okay then. How about you just tell me why it makes you upset?" _____ is in utter shock at how this man is talking to her. Most men around here usually couldn't care less about a woman's trivial feelings, but he is actually taking the time to talk to her . . . Then again, he doesn't seem to be from around here.

"I'm afraid . . . " She finally admits, making the strange man frown.

"I'm sorry to hear that! A beautiful woman such as yourself should never have to feel afraid." _____ blushes at the compliment, suddenly very shy. It's true that she's been called beautiful before, but never has she been so by a man like him. She may be the pretty girl of the village, but that isn't saying much. When compared to the royals and nobles, she is as ugly as dirt! This man is as beautiful as a summer sunrise and as bright and cheerful as one too.

"My circumstances are unfortunate. But I've been slowly coming to terms with it and have accepted that I . . . Have no choice." A pregnant silence falls between the two as the bird's chirp and the wind blows through the trees. Her tears have long since dried, and the redness has faded, but the depression of possibly never seeing her family again still weighs heavy on her heart.

"What is your name, chica?" She smiles slightly, happy to tell him. He may be the last man she gets to have a conversation with outside of the court.

"It's _____. _____ _______."

"A beautiful name for a beautiful girl! I am Antonio Fernández Carriedo, but you can call me Toni since we're friends now!" _____ laughs and nods her head.

"Okay, Toni. Thank you for being my friend." A shout in the distance alerts both of them and they stand up. Distant yells of _____'s name are heard, bringing a frown to her face. If only she had a little more time . . .

"It seems this is where we part, friend." She speaks solemnly, hands ringing together.

"It looks like it, chica. But I'll see you again, I'm sure of it!" With those parting words, he walks deeper into the forest, the green foliage swallowing him up.

A few days later, _____ finds herself in her chambers, sulking. It seems the reason the king wanted her was because of some sick goal to have the prettiest woman of each village at his disposal. There were some twenty of them, all forced or sold to the king with barely any hesitation. They range from 26 all the way down to 14, all that was considered to be the prettiest.

And it doesn't seem he wants them for reasons other than to be trophy wives to show off at formal events and to other kingdoms. Only one of the girls claims he made a pass at her while he was drunk one night, but after her instance of staying virtuous, he backed off. He has the reputation of a gentleman, but taking women from their families shows a little contradiction to that.

With a heavy sigh, _____ decides it's best to retire for the night. Each girl has their own room in the old maid quarters with a small lantern and a large window. She heard a rumor by one of the younger girls that the reason they stopped using these rooms for the maids was that the windows were too big and they would jump out to kill themselves . . . She shivers at the thought.

With the sunlight streaming in through the window, _____ closes her eyes and begins to drift off.

'Tap!'

She stirs, slowly slipping into her dreams.

'Tap!'

Opening her eyes, _____ glares at the ceiling. What is that blasted tapping?! She sits up, listening closely.

'Tap!'

Looking over to the window, _____ discovers the tapping is coming from little rocks hitting her window. Confused, she walks over and looks out. Standing on the grass below, a figure is barely visible in the darkness bending over for more pebbles.

"Excuse me, sir," _____ begins, opening the window. "Do you have any idea what time it is?"

"_____!" An accented voice speaks out.

"Antonio? What are you doing here?" He laughs joyously.

"I told you I'd see you again, chica! I came to talk to you!" Dumbfounded, _____ smiles.

"Well, I'm sorry to inform you that your wish to speak with me is impossible. The palace is heavily guarded; how you even managed to get this far is astonishing."

"I'm talking to you right now, aren't I?" He says with a smug smile. Its true he isn't wrong . . . But a conversation in these conditions is not practical.

"Can you honestly hold a conversation like this where you're from?" He laughs.

"Maybe if you'd let me up, we could talk like normal people, chica?"

"And how exactly would you like me to help you up here? The side entrances are locked after dark and the halls one this side are always guarded."

"I could climb?" _____ scoffs.

"Two stories? If you want to fall and die, then by all means." He rubs his hands together and begins scaling the wall.

"Wh-What?!" She shouts, surprised. She didn't think he was stupid enough to actually do it!

"Ah, be quiet, chica! You don't want to wake up the whole palace!"

"Antonio, are you insane?!" She whispers yells, attempting to not wake up the rest of the girls.

"Insane about you!" He smirks as a deep blush spreads across her face. He makes his way all the way up to her window and stops, hands holding on the windowsill, face inches from hers.

"You know, chica, your eyes are very pretty. I could stare into them for hours." Her blush deepens as she melts at his compliment.

"Th-Thank you, Toni. I never thought they were anything special." He reaches out and brushes some hair behind her ear, gazing into her eyes lovingly.

"Everything about you is special. I knew that from the moment I laid eyes on you." Completely mesmerized by the look in his eyes, _____ begins to slowly lean in, as does Toni.

"_____, I- Ah!" Toni's foot slips and he falls to the ground, landing on his back with a thump.

"Toni?!" With a cough and a laugh, Toni slowly raises his hand to give a thumbs up.

"I survived by your love, chica!"

"What?" She says laughing.

"That's the most ridiculous thing I've ever heard!" She bursts into laughter, Toni joining her from down below.

"I suppose the rumors aren't true, then." She giggles.

This goes on for months. Every night, Antonio shows up to her window, climbing up the wall and even entering her chambers. They sit and talk for hours, just simply enjoying each other's company until _____ falls asleep. Not that Antonio minds. It gives him an excuse to take in her blissful and stress-free features.

While awake, she's constantly plagued with thoughts of her family and what the king has planned for her and the girls. She tells him of her plans for escape if the time ever calls for it, and how she tries to take care of the younger girls that often break down. He admires her outspokenness and her caring personality.

During their talks, _____ found out that Antonio was from a neighboring kingdom that was on the brink of war with her own. His family came by horse through the woods and have been living there for the past year, surviving off nature and living in secret.

When she found that out, she tried convincing him to stop visiting her in fear that he could be killed, but he refused. He insists that a night without seeing her beautiful face is like a hundred years of torture. She finds it very romantic, but she still worries. He tells her about his family and how close they are despite their dysfunctionality.

And as the nights go by and Antonio continues to visit, _____ falls more and more in love with him.

Hearing the soft tapping at her window, a smile spreads to her face as she runs over and opes it.

"Toni?"

"Of course, chica! Who else would it be?" He climbs up, a smile spread ear to ear, and grabs both of her hands in his.

"_____, I can't stay for long tonight, so I'm going to have to say this quick."

"Okay?"

"My family and I have to leave tomorrow night to go back to our Kingdom." _____'s eyes go wide and her hands tighten around his.

"What? Why?" She begins to panic, but Antonio shushes her.

"It's okay! I want you to come with me!"

"Go with you . . . ? But, what about-"

"Your family will be fine. And so will the other girls! You just have to trust me! Have I ever failed you before?" It's true that he's kept every promise he's ever made to her, no matter how little. But this seems just a little too far fetched.

"I do trust you, Toni-"

"Then you'll come with me, right?" He looks at her with begging eyes; he always has so much emotion in those eyes . . . His deeps pools of olive green shine in the moonlight beaming through her window and pull her in, mind and soul.

"Yes." The answer falls from her lips before she can stop herself and Antonio pulls her into a tight hug.

"Thank you! I can't wait for you to meet my family! And I can't wait to meet your's! We're going to have a big wedding with lots of food and everybody will be there!" He pulls back, still holding her in his arms.

"And I will love you till the end of my days." A tap at the window startles both of them and he lets go.

"That's my brother," He opens the window and waves down, climbing out and holding on to the sill. "There's still more I have to help with, but be ready tomorrow at the same time as usual. I will be there to get you." He begins to climb down but _____ stops him.

"Promise?" He smiles softly and nods.

"I wouldn't leave you here for all the tomatoes in the world, chica."

The next morning comes and _____ is overly nervous. She goes about her day like normal; breakfast with the king, etiquette lessons with the girls, a walk around the palace gardens. But when she gets to lunch, the king doesn't seem to be there. It's normal for him to be gone by lunch some days, usually for business, but he always gives a heads up the day before. The other girls are quiet and the staff are trembling as she sits down at her usual spot.

"If you don't mind me asking,-"

"The whereabouts of the king are none of your business, child!" Mrs. Baker, the head of the palace staff, states harshly. She never was one to be nice to the girls, mainly _____ for speaking out, but her rude tone is certainly uncalled for. But even though _____ would normally talk back, she bites her tongue. Something about all of this is not sitting right with her.

After lunch, _____ and the rest of the girls are sent to their chambers early and are told not to leave. Her heart thumps in her chest as she packs up her bags for later when Antonio comes. She only takes little things, wanting to stay light on her feet in case they get caught by guards. But her mind keeps racing about what could be going on today.

She lays back on her bed and sighs. She worries about what the king will do to her family when he finds that she's gone. Will he torture them? Or will he kill them painlessly? Antonio did say not to worry about it, but it's hard not too. He's just one man, he can't protect his family and hers at the same time! She'll have to ask him about it when they leave and are safely off the palace grounds. And so, she waits.

And waits.

The clock strikes midnight and Antonio is still nowhere to be seen. Every little tap or ting at her window makes her jump up, expecting her love but only getting disappointment instead. She waits for hours, finally seeing the light of the morning sun break through the clouds, and there was no sign of Antonio.

Did he forget about her? That was simply impossible! He's come every night for the past four months! There's no way. Perhaps something happened and his brothers and he had to leave early? But he still would have tried something to tell her . . . Tears stream down her face as the worst-case scenarios float through her head.

She only manages to dry her tears, when a guard knocks on her door and informs her she and the rest of the girls are needed in the throne room. The only times she's ever been in the throne room has been for social gatherings with nobles or parties. Other than that, the girls aren't allowed anywhere near there.

_____ changes her dress and fixes her hair before being escorted by a guard. The other girls also come out of their rooms, one by one being taken to the throne room.

There, sitting in all his glory is King Arthur, legs crossed and thick eyebrows knitted together in a frown.

"You may be wondering why I've called you all here," He speaks, ringed fingers tapping against the gold armrest of his throne.

"And why I seem to be . . . Less than pleased." His emerald eyes scan across the girls, each one refusing to make eye contact.

"It has come to my attention that one of you is a traitor." The girls all gasp and look at each other, confused as to why one of the others would do something like that. It's true that they all hated being there, but to defy the king in such a way could lead to death.

"Yes, yes, it's all very shocking! But, unfortunately, it's true. One of your sisters has gone against the crown!" He smiles wickedly as he switches his crossed legs, signaling the guards to the door.

"But, I am a gentleman after all, and I'm willing to forgive you under one condition," The guards come in with a man. His hands are tied behind his back and a burlap sack is placed over his head. The guards make him fall to his knees in front of the king, hurting him in the process. "You come forward, pledge your mind . . . and body, to me, and make yourself useful by telling me of all the things you've done with this man,"

He gestures to the man on the floor in front of the girls. "Of course, if you don't, I have plenty of ways to make you talk." The sack is ripped from the man's head, making _____'s heart stop. Sat there on his knees is Antonio, bloodied and bruised, lip busted and hair splayed across his sweating face. He looks up at the king and smiles.

"Ahh, Arthur! Long-time, so see, eh?" Arthur frowns and rolls his eyes.

"Don't talk to me as if you know me, Antonio. You and that frog Francis can die in a pit of Hellfire!" Arthur grits his teeth as Toni just chuckles.

"You won't be laughing for long!" The king looks at the guard, and he hits Antonio in the face with his metal-covered hand making _____ cringe. She wants nothing more than to run over to him and stop his pain, but she knows that if she does, she could possibly die. The guard continues to beat on the Spaniard, blood from his wounds splattering on the floor. A few more hits and Arthur raises his hand making the guard halt his movements.

"So, you won't reveal yourself? What, does seeing this man here get beat because of you not make you feel sorry? You truly are a worthy spy." He lifts up his scepter in the air dramatically, before smirking like the devil and pointing it at the youngest girl, Marcy. Her eyes widen to the size of saucers as she's pulled towards the king by a guard. She tries to protest, but she's thrown onto the lap of Arthur and held there by the sick man. He runs his fingers through her golden blond curls and lays his head on top of hers as his other arm wraps around her waist to hold her still.

"Ah, young Marcy. You truly are the definition of innocence . . . " His fingers stroke the outline of her chin making her tremble in fear. Her young, cherub-like features are the reason she was seen as one of the prettiest and her golden hair and ocean blue eyes made her absolutely stunning. But she's just a kid. A scared kid that has become something of a little sister to _____. Arthur looks back at the rest of the girls and glares.

"Come forward now," In the blink of an eye, Arthur tilts her head back and holds a jewel-studded dagger to her neck. "Or she dies." He presses it harder as he looks across at all the girls making _____'s lip tremble. She could never live with herself of Marcy died because of her!

"One," Arthur begins the countdown, eyes staring hard at the girls.

"Two," _____'s eyes begin to water and her mouth goes dry seeing Marcy cry for help and beg for her life.

"Three-"

"Wait!" _____ yells out, stoping the king from slicing the young girl's neck open. He smirks, dropping Marcy to the ground and placing his dagger back into its holder. Marcy scrambles to her feet and runs into the arms of another girl, balling her eyes out.

"It's me! I'm the one that has been seeing Antonio!" Toni's head falls hearing _____'s voice speak out. The king sticks out his pointer finger and wiggles it in a 'come here' fashion.

"You are very brave to defy me, _____." She stands before him, face hard and eyes glaring.

"Take Ms. _______ here to my chambers. And take that blasted Spaniard out of my sight!" Both are grabbed by guards and taken away through different doors. _____ cringes at the tight grip the guard has on her upper arm and pulls away.

"Let go of me, you bastard!"

"You kiss your mother with that mouth, bella?" _____ scoffs and crosses her arms as the guard pushes her forward.

"Keep walking." She glares at the ground in front of her as she walks in the direction of the king's chambers, but her resolve is slowly crumbling. What is this man going to do to her? This sick and twisted individual who would buy women and scare a child just to get what he wants? Who would torture a man without any proof of him being a traitor?

But wait . . . She doesn't know that. What if he does have evidence? She knows Antonio and his family are from a kingdom on thin ice with her own, but he never told her why he was here. And if that's the case, does that mean he was just using her to get inside details of the palace? She pretty much told him everything about her day every night.

He knows her routine to a tee and therefore knows the kings aswell. He told her that he loves her . . . Was that just a lie? The large doors to Arthur's bedroom are opened in front of her and a stunning bed covered in green and gold sheets is displayed before her. If she wasn't so scared, she'd be in awe at the amazing and comfortable site.

"This is your stop, bella," He nudges her inside and begins to close the door. "And if you happen to want to see . . . The traitor . . . He's in the dungeon under the palace. I'm sure you know the way." With that, he closes the door and leaves _____ to wonder about the large room.

It's very luxurious and expensive-looking, with extravagantly painted walls and gold-lined curtains.

Royal robes for all occasions are lined up on mannequins along a back wall and a large portrait of the king hangs on the wall above a fireplace.

"You like what you see, love?" _____ jumps, quickly spinning around to be face to face with the king. She didn't even hear the ruler come in! He laughs at her surprise, and steps closer.

"I'm sorry to have startled you, _____, but you looked so in awe at my chambers. I couldn't bear taking that away from you!" _____ rolls her eyes.

"Get to the point. Why did you send me here and not the dungeons?" He smirks, leaning up against a wall.

"Fiesty. You never dared to talk to me like this before, _____. What has that traitor put in your head that would make you betray your own king?"

"Nothing. I never betrayed you or sold any information," Her eyes soften and she takes a few breaths to stop herself from tearing up. "I'm in love with him!" Arthur's eyes go wide.

"You love him? Well, isn't this a surprise," He walks forward, grabbing her arm and throwing her on the bed. "You love that man, but does he love you?" The king laughs at her confusion, taking off his crown and placing it on a bedside table.

"Antonio doesn't care about you! He saw that you were a gullible and naive little girl, and used you to get information so he could de-throne me," Tears begin to stream down the young woman's face as she backs up on Arthur's bed. "You fell for his charms, as they all do, and you actually believed him? What, did he tell you you were going to run away together? That all your problems would be solved and you could live happily ever after like some damn fairytale?" She nods, sobs escaping through her mouth.

"Well guess what? He played you like a guitar and what do you have to show for it? A broken heart and the label of a traitor? I've known Antonio for a very long time, love, and trust me when I tell you that you are nothing more to him than a source of information that fell right into his lap!" _____ completely breaks down. She can barely see through her tears as her body desperately tries to breathe in through the sobs.

She doesn't want to believe what Arthur is telling her, but the more she thinks about it, the more it makes sense. It couldn't have been just a coincidence they met that day in the forest. And how did he know where to find her that first night he visited? Puzzle pieces begin to get put together that _____ has pushed in the back of her mind for so long, that she just can't take it. Her heart is breaking . . . How could she have been so blind? Arthur sighs and pats her on the head.

"I understand, love. It's hard to take in. But I'll help you through these troubling times," Running his hands through her hair, he soothes her and uses his thumbs to clear away her tears.

"I will help you get your revenge."

_____ gently tip-toes through the dark halls of the palace using only the light of the moon to get through. That strange guard mentioned that Antonio was in the dungeon under the castle, so that is where she's headed. Fortunately for her, she knows exactly where the dungeon is due to some curious exploring one Saturday.

It wasn't very hard for her to sneak out of the king's chambers since his snoring was obnoxiously loud. She just had to time it with opening the door. The king insisted that she sleep in his room for the night to 'help ease her grieving soul' despite her insistence on sleeping in her own room. She's just glad he had a cot brought in.

Slowly turning the nob on the door, _____ creeps into the main hall of the dungeon, careful to not wake the sleeping guards against the wall. With a gulp and some light steps, she walks down the hall looking into each cell for a mop of brown waves. Finally, around the corner, she comes across a cell with a man sitting in the corner facing the wall.

"Antonio?" _____ whispers while grabbing the bars to the cell. His head lifts up and slowly looks towards her, a mixture of relief and sadness falling over his usually happy face.

"_____?!" He gets up as fast as he can and limps over to her. Tears begin falling over both of their cheeks.

"I thought he was going to kill you, ______! You have no idea how worried I've been!" _____ reaches through the bars and places her hand on his swollen and bruised cheek.

"What did they do to you, Toni?" He smiles, wincing, and laughs lightly.

"You think you could still love me after a few scars?"

"You could be the ugliest person in the world and I'd still love you, Toni."

"You're not giving me much confidence, chica." She laughs at his stupid joke, but frowns, pulling her hand back much to Toni's disappointment.

"I need you to be honest with me, Antonio." He nods, grabbing onto the bars next to her hands.

"Did you use me?" His eyes go wide at the acquisition.

"What? No! . . . Okay, maybe in the beginning." Her frown deepens to a glare.

"But here me out! Please, chica?" She sighs and nods, her heart thumping hard due to her anxiety. She desperately wants what Arthur said to not be true, but here Antonio is, basically confirming.

"When I first met you, I knew why you were crying."

"Is that the girl, Antonio?" I nod, confirming to my brother. I had overheard the other day what the king's royal advisor asked of them. How he could ever ask such a thing is beyond me! But this just confirms what our sources said about him. He's a sick individual. He's been threatening our kingdom for a long time now, and since we're smaller we've been too scared to do anything. But thanks to our sources, we were given leeway into the kingdom through the woods. This girl could be very valuable to us given her new position in the palace. I'm sure she must want some type of payback.

"Okay. I'll talk-"

"No, you shouldn't." I cut my brother off.

"What? And why the Hell not, huh? Do you think I'm incompetent?!" I shake my head and laugh at my little brother.

"No, no! I'd never think that, Lovi! You just have a bad habit of being scary to people. I think this chica needs a more gentle approach." He rolls his eyes at me. He's so adorable; he hasn't changed a bit since he was a kid!

"Fine. And don't call me that!" He whisper-yells to me as I walk over to her.

Talking with her was like listening to the wind rustle through the flowers. She talks so gently and sweet for a girl who's been crying . . .

After meeting her, I couldn't stop thinking about her. She was so nice and so pretty! I see her every day when we stake out the palace. She and the other girls look so miserable, all because of this twisted king! I want so bad to walk up to them and let them know that everything is going to be okay, but that would ruin the mission. _____ goes to bed every night at the same time. She just might be willing to talk to me. I did promise to see her again, after all!

Picking up some pebbles from the flower bed bellow her window, I toss them up until she eventually opens the window. She squints her eyes, yelling lowly to me from her window. She's absolutely gorgeous! I begin to climb up the wall, much to her surprise and laugh at her shock. She cares about me! And the blush on her face is adorable! My family is known for being flirty, so it always comes naturally to me. But what I'm saying to her isn't just flirting, and it's strange to me how a girl I barely know could have such an effect on me.

Face only a few inches from her, I gaze into her big, beautiful eyes in wonder. This girl is amazing.

After that night, I visit her every night and we talk till morning. I never even asked her to help me, but all the information she's told me has become useful. I feel terrible about doing this to her, but when everything is over, _____ and I won't ever have to see each other in secret again.

We've finally come to the end of the road. Everything is in place, and our plan is set to be executed tomorrow. But now I have to tell _____ to wait up for me one last night so I can take her away . . . I hate lying to her, but it's the only way to do things in order for our plan to work.

Walking back with my brother to our campsite in the woods, I'm alerted to a noise behind us. I stop my brother, focusing on where the noise could be coming from, but I am struck in the back of the head with something hard.

"The last thing I remember after that is waking up in this cell," Antonio looks _____ in the eyes as tears well up in his.

"I swear to you, _____, I love you. I never meant to hurt you in any way." She sniffles, letting go of the metal bars separating Antonio and herself.

"I believe you, Toni . . . Even though his words hurt me, I refused to accept them. Not until I could talk to you," She pulls out a folded piece of paper from her dress, holding back sobs as she hands it to him.

"But that man; he thinks I'm on his side . . . He told me that he wants to help me." Confused and concerned, Antonio takes the paper from her hands and reads it.

'At nine o'clock tomorrow morning, the traitor known as Antonio Fernández Carriedo will be beheaded in a private execution to pay for his crimes against King and Country. May God have mercy on his soul.'

"I tried to convince him otherwise, but he refused to listen to me. I'm sorry, Toni." He looks up at her and smiles confidently.

"There's no need for tears or apologies, chica. But I do need you to do something for me."

"Anything!" He pulls her close to whisper in her ear and her eyes widen.

The next day, _____ awakens with a sour taste in her mouth. All last night, she was up preparing her self for the execution of her beloved. What he asked her to do was insane! After all, it will only delay the inevitable and get them both killed in the process! Maybe she was just blinded by her love for the man, but even so, she had to do it. For Toni's sake.

Freshening up, she takes a deep breath and heads to the throne room where all of this will take place. She's heard stories of how evil this king is, taking the lives of men in the marble-floored throne room where his status and power were displayed in front of all. A big power move of anyone, and disrespectful to kings and queens past, but Arthur doesn't seem to care. After all, he's not the one having to clean it all up in the end.

Getting closer and closer to that dreaded room, _____ can hear the sound of hushed conversations and shaking voices from behind the golden door. A guard opens it for her and she enters, taking her place among the girls she's grown to call 'sisters.'

The voices stop, the rest of the girls and court confused having thought _____ was killed by the king for her betrayal. It's true, she and everybody else thought she was a goner the moment she came forward. But this man . . . He has a way of toying with people's lives . . .

"Hello, _____! Sleep well, love? When I woke up this morning, you weren't there . . ." He gives her a pouty face, laughing at the confusion on the faces of everyone. She refuses the urge to scowl and glare at him, putting on a forced smile.

"I simply felt out of place, my lord. I went back to my own chambers." He crosses his legs and 'tsks' at me.

"How rude of you, _____! Though I suppose it's alright, given the circumstances." Swinging his scepter around, he calls a guard over and whispers in their ear.

"Today, a long-time enemy of mine will finally meet his end," The guard comes back with Antonio, placing him on his knees in front of Arthur. The king smiles wickedly at the man in front of him and turns his attention to _____.

"Come here, love. Stand next to me."

"As you wish, my lord . . ." She gulps, slowly and cautiously walking up to the king, past Toni, and stands next to Arthur's seated form.

"It is truly sad to see someone so apposed to my rule that he'd go out of his way to break a young girl's heart. Unforgivable! What do you have to say for yourself, Antonio?" Toni looks up from the floor and into _____'s eyes.

"I'd do it all over again if it meant falling in love with _____ one more time." He smiles at her as tear well up in _____'s eyes. Arthur scoffs at Antonio's words and stands from his seated position.

"As if! You traitors only care about one thing and that's yourselves!" He grabs his sword from a nearby guard and turns toward _____.

"Don't listen to a word this evil man speaks, my love. It's nothing but lies!" Pulling his sword from its holder, Arthur steadies himself.

"Any last words, Antonio?" Toni smiles cheerfully at the man and winks at _____.

"I love you, _____." Arthur raises his lip in a scowl and raises his sword above Antonio's head to strike down with anger-filled eyes. As fast as she can, _____ slides a small kitchen knife from her sleeve and slices Arthur's hand, making him drop the blade and cry out in pain. The guards immediately move in towards _____ but are stopped as men in similar but differently colored armor force their way in and disarm them in a matter of seconds.

"What is the meaning of this?!" Arthur shouts as two guards wearing the normal uniform grab hold of him and take off their helmets.

"I knew we could do it!~" The lighter haired one speaks, practically beaming with pride.

"I can't believe we actually pulled this off." The tanner and darker-haired one states.

Antonio, untied, walks up to _____ and puts an arm around her shoulder, pointing to the two similar-looking guards holding the flailing king.

"These are my brothers, Lovino and Feliciano! Aren't they handsome? But don't go getting any ideas; you're my hermoso ángulo!" She laughs, though super confused.

"Aren't you the guard from last night? The one that told me where to find Toni?" Loving blushes and coughs into his hand.

"Yeah, so what? You also called me a bastard, which I haven't forgotten about, ragazza!"

A loud bang at the entrance of the room sounds as a man laughing loudly walks through the gold plated doors. His red hair spikes every which way as he and two other men walk through. They all look similar to Arthur due to their abnormally large eyebrows, but they all carry themselves in a more relaxed manner than the king.

"Ha! Would you look at yourself now, Artie? Seems like all that power went right to your wee pea brain!" The loud man walks over to the restrained Arthur and flicks him on the forehead.

"Mum and dad must be rolling in their graves at what you've made this kingdom become. You should be ashamed of yourself!" Antonio tightens his grip on _____'s shoulder to reassure her and ease her nerves.

"These are Arthur's brothers." The darker redhead in a blue uniform walks up to the two and grabs _____'s hand, shaking it heartily.

"You must be the lass Toni was telling me about! I've gotta say, without your help, we probably wouldn't have gotten the kingdom back!"

"Back?" He nods enthusiastically.

"Yes! I was next in line for the throne after out father died, but somehow the sneaky little bastard over there managed to take it right out from under me. Toni here has been helping us get it back!" _____ looks up at him.

"So, their the ones that gave you guys leeway into the kingdom!" He nods.

"Alistair and I have been friends for years! When Arthur became king, he made it very clear to me that my kingdom was hanging from a frayed knot! I needed to do what was right for my kingdom and that meant helping out my dear friend personally." Alistair pats Toni on the back with a huge smile.

"Now that I'm in charge, your people don't have to be worried anymore. And you can go back to sipping wine and playing guitar on that throne of yours! Nice meeting you, _____!" He walks back over to his brothers, waving at Arthur as he's carried away by guards, swinging his arms around and trying to break free. _____ takes a look around at all the people surrounding her. The men in the court are being taken away, probably to be questioned about their loyalty, and the girls are all smiling and happy as they talk to Alistair's men.

"Their all going to go home to their families, chica." He smiles down at her but it quickly changes to a sad frown.

"The only question I have for you is if you want to go back too." Tapping her chin in thought, _____ smiles up at him teasingly.

"I don't know. The goat farmer down the street from our farm did offer free cheese for life. What exactly can you offer for my hand?" Antonio laughs, wrapping his arms around her.

"A castle on a hill with a beautiful garden and plenty of animals."

"Hmmm. How about a kiss?" He pulls her closer, face inches from his as he slowly leans in.

"I would give you the world if I could." _____ laughs and pulls him closer, smashing their lips together and finally kissing the love of her life. It's not the most sophisticated or beautiful kiss, but its everything the two could ever imagine.

"I love you, _____."

"I love you too, Antonio."

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