#happy spring ya'll

[and-corn]

#happy spring ya'll #I miss the seasons #writing #poetry #illustration #illustrated prose #illustrated poem #illustrated poetry #illustrated story #illustrative art #original poetry #original comic #original writing #prose poetry #comic art #prose poem #thoughtful #thoughtful writing #thoughtful comic #the world is beautiful

[fight0rfall]

here we go for the hundredth time

#my face #happy spring ya'll #green my beloved #moldavite

[shopwitchvamp]

I got off work to find that there was only one left of the skirt I really wanted from the spring collection, but lucky for me it was the right size. I am very excited :)

Haha, I'm glad you got the last one!! I hope you'll love it 🥰

#i really didn't think anything would sell out so soon #especially not in all sizes #I'm really glad the new collection is going over so well! #i put so much work into it like ya'll can't even know how much & under what circumstances haha #so thank you!!! #witch vamp #ask #happy customers #bittersweet spring aroma

[oneluckydragon]

We'd both been so excited for it-- to change, to grow stronger, to pass another life-changing milestone on our adventure together. But after I evolved, it took weeks before Sora could even bring herself to look me in the eyes. It went unsaid between us, poisoning our hearts like a cold, bitter curse and haunting every intake of breath. Although, the worst of it all... was that even without words, we both knew why it hurt so much.

Like some sick joke, I had become the spitting image of him.

Ya'll know that feeling when you [Hero] try to evolve into a Leafeon to be closer in spirit to the best friend you lost [Grovyle] because you miss him so much it physically aches, but instead you end up looking like the guy you trusted/adored that betrayed/tried to kill you and your girlfriend? Cause damn it hurts.

Anyways ever since I replayed EOS and evolved at Luminous Spring I've had thoughts about what Sora's reaction would be to Echo's evolution into Umbreon. And lemme tell you that it's an emotional roller coaster. To say that Sora has complicated feelings about Dusknoir is an understatement, and Echo isn't so happy about it either since she had put her faith in him. They've got a lot of trauma to heal.

But to add to that, I like to write about my girls in my spare time when I'm not drawing cause it's fun, so maybe I'll post some little blurbs sometime if anyone is interested?? Hm. Yeah might do that eventually, we'll have to see.

#i have LOTS of feelings about Team Wish's relationship with Dusknoir and the aftermath of the main story and i need to EXPRESS it #yes... some of Echo's markings match the pathetic man which makes it EVEN WORSE for them both to deal with #for the first few days Sora visibly recoils every time she glances at Echo-- which hurts them both equally even though it's an accident #and when grovyle/celebi/dusknoir return from the future post-game i'm sure you can imagine the shit that goes down #i like to think that they reconcile but dusknoir needs to know that he effed up big time and needs to do some serious apologizing #it's obvious which pic i was the most invested in but i'm not ashamed i like drawing glowy/sparkly stuff #this was also supposed to just be a quick doodle but i went a tiny bit farther than that... i added some color wow #pmd #pmd2 #pmd eos #echo/umbreon #sora/lucario #dusknoir #my art

[thecolorzone]

Happy late Easter, Ya'll!! Thought I'd draw a lil something inspired by the magic of spring that clown released not too long ago, And funny enough this is the second time I've drawn Barnaby XD But I do admit he looked cute wearing the bunny ears and bow tie 💙💙💙

#welcome home #wally darling #welcome home fanart #welcome home oc #welcome home barnaby #barnaby b beagle #welcome home wally

[oh-its-souichi]

Orochimaru x Reader

- I had this idea and typed it in a rush, its pretty vague but 😅 hope ya'll like it-

Losing you was agony.

Watching you die was torment

The way you bled out before him, you gentle eyes never once leaving his face. You were smiling at him, you werent happy, though. It wasn't a smile of joy but one of pity. Pity because you knew what was going to happen once you left him.

Orochimaru stared down at you with baited breaths and a searing pain in his chest. "What can I do!" He yelled for the first time since he was a child feeling true panic, true fear. "Y/N what do I do!" He screamed. You tenderly reached your hand to him, collecting what little strength you had left for the gesture. He turned his head and slammed his fist on the wall. "You were always weak, it disgusting how fucking weak you are!" He screamed involuntary tears flooding out of his eyes, he felt intoxicated, things around him becoming less and less real with each slow breath you took. He flipped around to look at you, to continue beraitment, but your hand was dropped and your eyes empty, inanimate.

He sighed, the breath shakey and unsure like the reality he now inhabited now that the frame of his life had gone. He collapsed down onto his kness and brought his hands to his head, twisting his fingers into his long black hair, gripping the strands tightly to somehow elevate the overwhelming pain washing over him.

He stared at your dead face and sobbed. He didn't want to love you. Never intended to lean on you so heavily, but he did. The two of you had met as children. At a spring festival, you were prancing around admiring all of the flowers. He came across you and was revolted by your happiness, disgusted by the pure smile you flashed him. He fell for it though, and you snaked your way closer to him, sinking your fangs into his neck. He loved you. He wanted to protect you. You were the fiber that made up the last string of his humanity.

Now you lie dead before him, your beautiful hair spilled out around you, and that gracious smile gone, replaced by the ugly stench of death. He started dragging himself towards you. "I'll fix you," he sniffled. "I'll fix you." Collecting your limp body into his arms he walked off deeper into the dark forest.

....

That was ten years ago. He was a grown adult now. A different person. Orochimaru walked calmly down the stone hallway to the room at the end of it, closing the door gently behind him.

This room, in comparison to the rest, was dauntingly beautiful. There were flowers and plants everywhere, the smell of life in the air. It was more vegetation than structure, and at the center of it all was you, floating gracefully in a preservation capsule.

He approached the tank and painfully smiled. "My love," he seethed. "It will work this time, i know it." There was hesitation in his voice, and he lowered his eyebrows in pain. "Will you still look at me as you did once you realize what I am?" he said, wondering for a second if he was making the right decision.

A knock sounded at the door, and he no longer held that thought. Kabuto opened the door carrying a girl into the room. "Where would you like her, my lord?" He asked, and Orochimaru gestured to the table at the far side of the room, and he complied, laying her gently down.

"I am going to merge them in the tank, a gusion of such." Orochimaru and Kabuto turned his head curious at his masters sudden willingness to share. "Oh?" Kabuto replied "This girl is still living, wont the fusion bring about a hybrid of the two?"

Orochimaru flashed his eyes at him, shaking his head. "No, to simplify, I'll remove the parts of that girls brain that involves emotions of personality, so it does not interact with hers." He said, looking again back to you. Kabuto nodded. "I suppose we should get started then, if I may, my lord." Kabuto slid open the drawers attached to the operating table, admiring the blade of the scalpel he removed. Orochimaru did not stop him, noticing an anxiousness blossoming in his chest.

....

After the operation, Orochimaru turned off the lights to your room and closed the door. Locking it behind him. He would not know how the fusion worked for a year. Your body needed time to regulate and get used to its own amenities. The months that proceeded left like a slow march through the desert. He busied himself with a side quest, finding news things and people to occupy his mind, but when the day came, he found himself running down the hallway and throwing open the door.

He flicked the lights on and rushed to your tank. He placed his hands on the glass and looked anxiously to you. Your eyes were open, and you were looking around, your eyes finally meeting his after moments of searching.

A gentle smile came to your face, and you reached out to him. He found himself returning the expression. "Welcome back, my love," he hissed, typing the coordinates in to unlock you from your cage.

#orochimaru x reader #orochimaru #naruto fanfiction #naruto #anime fanfiction #naruto shippuden

[veronicasvanitycc]

[Veronica's Vanity] Sunnyside Trailer Park || RESIDENTIAL LOT

Lot Size: 40x30

Lot Location: Oasis Springs

Lot Type: Residential - Filthy lot trait enabled.

All of my lots use the TOOL Mod. Please note that all builds require this to look identical. Anything NOT placed on the lot will NOT be included in the build and was created for my game using the TOOL mod. You will NOT be receiving the deco sims in any of the lots. They are for PHOTOS only.

And as always, there are easter egg surprises in this lot as well! Happy Hunting :)

You MUST have these objects installed for this build to work correctly in your game.

Insimnia's Food [I recommend EVERYTHING. I use tf out of their content.]

Private Practice

WickedWhims

Basemental

Step 1. Download and extract the Tray Files into the "TRAY" folder. Extract the CC into your "MODS" folder.

Step 2. Open the Gallery and make sure "include custom content" is selected. Select the installed build.

Step 3. Please make sure these cheats are enabled BEFORE placing the lot in your world.  If you have TwistedMexi's BetterBuildBuy and moveobjects mods, skip this step.

bb.moveobjects on

bb.showhiddenobjects

bb.showliveeditobjects

*ALL MY LOTS USED TWISTED MEXI'S TOOL MOD. This mod is REQUIRED to look identical.

EARLY ACCESS AVAILABLE HERE: DOWNLOAD NOW

PUBLIC ACCESS: AUGUST 2ND 2023

These mods are CONSTANTLY in my game. I will always recommend them.

WickedWhims

Basemental Mods

RAVASHEEN (literally, everything.)

Keyy's Korner (Realistic CC)

The Gold Sim

Thank you so much to all the CC creators. Ya'll are literally amazing  and make this game worth playing. If you see your CC in any of my builds  and would like it removed, please DM and let me know and I will happily  remove and link it directly to you!  ❤

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Donations: $prettyandpisces

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[jungle-angel]

The One Where They Go To Florida: Part 2 (Frat!Rhett Abbott x Reader)

Summary: The Delta Taus take off for spring break in Florida and the shenanigans are only beginning

Warnings: Frat boy shenanigans etc.

Tagging: @floydsmuse @attapullman @callmemana

You groaned a little when you felt Rhett's warm lips kissing your cheek, his arm still wrapped around your waist, pawing a little bit at your boobs.

"You awake?" he mumbled, his voice deep and gravely from sleep.

You shook your head. "Don't wanna get up."

Rhett kissed you again, hoping that it would help you wake up a little bit. Outside it was still dark but already you could hear the rest of the Delta Tau house waking to life. You rolled over and looked at the screen on Rhett's phone......5:30 in the morning. You whimpered a little, still groggy and sleepy from having been woken earlier than normal.

"What time does the flight leave?" you asked him

"Eight-thirty," he whispered.

"Can I go back to sleep for a little bit?"

Rhett kissed your cheek again. "Half an hour," he told you. "Not a minute later."

He set the alarm for another half hour in the hopes that the extra sleep would help you wake up a little. It did and once the two of you were up and in the shower, you were both fully awake and smelling of Rhett's Irish Spring body wash that he let you use any time you stayed the night.

You took the back staircase that wound its way down into the kitchen where all the other Delta Taus were busy pouring their coffee in a styrofoam to-go cup. Kayce looked like a mess, his hair sticking up at a weird angle and his grey t-shirt possibly the same that he had worn the day before.

"Alright idjits," Kayce announced. "Grab your bags and toss'em down by the front door, bus will be here in twenty."

Rhett grabbed the pot from the coffee maker, pouring you a cup of the steaming liquid that smelled of cinnamon. "My lady, one for you," he chuckled.

You kissed him, letting his tongue dart out a little to catch the lingering taste of cinnamon on your lips. "Still sleepy?" he asked.

"I think we're gonna need to grab Dunkin when we're at the airport or something," you answered. "I've got the hungry shakes."

Rhett pulled you in, your bodies swaying a little as he kissed the side of your head. You both stayed like that, lost in each other and breathing in each other's scent until a loud *CLUNK!* reverberated off the floor at the bottom of the stairs in the front hall.

"The hell was that?" you asked.

"Fuckin Kelso's bag," Rhett yawned.

Oliver Scott was the last to come back down the kitchen stairs, setting his bag on the chair before grabbing a coffee. Rhett laughed a little when he saw the Delta Tau Sex Manual poking out from a pile of his neatly folded clothes.

"What?" Oliver asked.

"Bruh if ya'll haven't memorized it by now, I'm afraid you're a lost cause," Rhett laughed.

Oliver smiled and rolled his eyes. "I'm sorry, I thought I'd bring some reading material with me," he chuckled.

Finally it was time to roll out. The vans had pulled to the outside of the house, everyone clambering in with their bags stowed way in the back. You sat in between Rhett and Kayce, your rightful place as the First Lady of the frat, with Rhett's thumb gently rubbing circles on your thigh where his hand had come to rest.

"Alright shitheads," Rhett said to the gang. "We've got less than a fifteen minute ride to the airport, six hours on a plane and two weeks in the Florida Keys.......how shall we kick off?"

Bo laughed as he hauled out his phone, pulling up Spotify as the beginnings of "Colt 45" by Afroman filled the van, much to the delight of the others. The whole way there, they belted out the filthy lyrics, you yourself more than happy to join in with them until the small buildings of Bozeman International Airport came into view.

Everything went off without a hitch with everyone blowing through security clearance with ease. As soon as everyone had gotten to the gate, you, Cairo and a few of the others decided to go and scrounge up something to eat.

"Ugh, my God, iced coffee so tasty!" Cairo groaned.

"You'd think you hadn't had any since the Reagan Administration," you laughed.

"That's what it feels like," Cairo told you. "If we're gonna be on this monster of a flight, I'm gonna need all the rocket fuel I can get."

"You didn't get any sleep did you?" you asked him.

"Oh hell no honey," Cairo answered. "I came in from work, Foster was already dead in bed and let me tell you, nothing sucks worse than having to walk home in cha-cha heels, but it was worth the tips."

"What was it this time for the show?" you asked him.

"Ancient Egypt of course," Cairo said. "Can't tell you how many people thought I looked good in my Cleopatra wig."

You, Cairo and the rest of the group made your way back to the gate, passing out the Dunkin Donuts orders to the rest of the gang. You were pretty sure that such a large order would have gotten you banned, but the workers had greatly appreciated the business.

You and Rhett were relieved beyond words when you could finally board the plane, leaving everyone to get settled. Thank God you and the others had slipped extra bottles of Dramamine into everybody's bags or you would have all been screwed elsewise.

You and Rhett settled in to watch an 80s comedy movie while the others found other ways to keep themselves occupied. It wasn't long before you and Rhett were listing off all the shenanigans that would most likely ensue once you were all there.

"How much do ya'll wanna bet somebody fucks a flagpole again?" Rhett chuckled.

"I'm not betting anything," you told him, snuggling further into his chest. "You KNOW that's bound to happen."

Rhett made a face knowing it was bound to be the apple pie incident all over again. "Just promise one thing darlin?"

"Hmm?"

"If we're all hungover you'll drag us to the nearest diner for a hangover special and Bloody Marys?"

You leaned up to kiss his lips. "For you?" you said. "Anything."

Rhett smiled into the kiss. It was times like this that he was lucky to have you as his First Lady.

#rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #frat!rhett #frat!rhett abbott #frat!rhett abbott x reader #outer range

[fight0rfall]

🌱

#my face #happy spring ya'll

[wlhelp]

Ya'll I finally have an event that I HAVE to lose w3!ght for (other then for spring break)

So I just heard that we 8th graders are having a dance, I don't know when yet but I'm excited! Not only for the dance but the motivation this is giving my to lose!

And it's just gonna be 8th graders to, and I'm so happy about that because some of them 6th and 7th graders are odd. But it might change because the idea of the dance was brought up like 2 or so days ago from what I've heard.

And another cool and exciting thing is that I'm in student council so during our next meeting we'll probably be able to suggest ideas for the theme!!

#ed not sheeren #ana tricks #@n0r3xia #i want to ⭐️ve #tw ana diary #@na motivation #@na #ana bllog #ana rant #an@ #an@rexi@ #anatumblr #@nor3xia #@nor3×14 #ed not ed sheeran #tw disordered eating #tw restrictive ed #ed disorder #tw ed diet

[aikoiya]

LoZ Wild Masterlist

Lore:

The Dragons

My Thoughts on Napsack Koroks

Happy Sidona Marriage

International Relations

Lynel Question

Missing Ordona Province - Original Post

Missing Ordona Province - Convo 1

Missing Ordona Province - Convo 2

The Wild Series is in the Fallen Hero Timeline

Greater Hyrule & the Hyrule Alliance

The Symbolism Behind Link's Rings & Sage Handshakes

Link's Personal Diary

Sailing Around the World

Light Spirit Springs in TotK

The Secret Stones

The Gerudo Feel Responsible For Ganondorf

Wild Might Have Alexithymia

Figuring Out the Depths Script

Blacksmithing:

Blacksmiths

Zora Weaponry & Zoridium Steel

Namikaze no Odori Katana

Zora Weapons - Blood Warrior?

BotW VS TotK Weaponry

The Elemental Weapons

Zonai Mysteries:

Zonai Tech

Where TF is Rauru & Sonia's Child!?!?

Rito in the Sky With Constructs

Divided Sky Ruins

The Zonai Are Remlits

Ancient TotK Map

Food:

Goron Spice

Sky Island Fruits

Sundelion Oddity

Dragonsbane Flower

More Meat Variety

New Ingredient Ideas

Fashion:

Thoughts on the Cece Hat

Cece Brand Fungal Pirate Set

No Cece-Brand Wedding Gown?

My Thoughts on the Gerudo Vai Set

Desert Merchant Set

Random Fashion Thoughts - Gerudo Maternity Wear

My Opinions:

Link With Sheikah Tech Automail

More On Link With Sheikah Tech Automail

Discussing Zelda Hate

Link & Sidon as Bros

Reincarnated Goddess

Why There's No Vai Set in TotK

How is Hyrule Imperialistic??

PLEASE, Don't Sexualize the Gorons, Ya'll

Why I Think Zelda Couldn't Unlock Her Magic

Yiga!Link is a Riot

The Issue With Sheikah Tech

Injustice - Too few GanondorfxFem posts!

Rhoam Mischaracterization

More Depths Art, Please

Gameplay:

Things I'd Change

Wandering Merchants Map

Hyrule Settlement Restoration Map

Glitch in Hebra

Remnants of a Shrine in Hebra

Shitty Horse Wanted

Ideas for Future Wild Games

The Magic Rods

Master Beds & Hyrule's Possibly Declining Population

Beastiary Expansion

Rahdo the Endurance Master of Mount Granajh

Other Stuff:

Urbosa the Matchmaker

A Sorcerer in Hyrule

Thoughts On Link 1/2

Other People's Thoughts:

Spirit Wolves AU by @mmmn-thirsty-for-vinegar

Dark Link in the Depths by @vioshortforviolence

Zora Domain Lore

Other Zelda Masterlists:

LoZ General Masterlist

LoZ Wild Masterlist

LoZ Cultural Masterlist 1

LoZ Cultural Masterlist 2

LoZ My Fanfic Masterlist

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Other Useful Masterlists:

Aikoiya's Writing Tips Masterlist

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[dtupdates-archive]

♡—DREAM was active on DreamFanartAcc! He liked:

Happy new year!!!🎉🎉

Happy New Year!

Happy New Year ! 🧨🎉🎆

YIPPEE ITS DREAMNAP DAY

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i found this old drawing from 2021 and i actually like it a lot so im reposting it

one last piece of 2023 🥳

judgement.

💫✨💙Comfy night💙✨💫

earth duo doodles

summer will spring up on you again ☀️

“Sanders Sides? Wait no, Dream Sides?”

boobing along

Winter Dream! looks like he's waiting for someone in the cold ❄️ (wanted to draw the first design in non-chibi style)

they rocking those 2024 glasses 🎆

help he looks like a wizard

@.drmnaphugs's c!dream design in my style :DD

My part of the #dtkplusmultiverse collab!!! who’s up for a night in the woods ?

i forgot how to draw

my little sister made dream team cookies

The Dream team plushie ornaments

THE CHRISTMAS MAP IS COMPLETE !! Full MAP in thread !!!

Dream brushing us

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VII - Strength

shark vs. fish

that one silly guy lucid drew (I’ll finish these soon)

Merry Christmas ✨��❄️

Minecraft, but my friends are fish .o.

@.DreamFanartAcc waittt come back later too im drawing rn 😭🙏

that video was so cute 😭💕

HAPPY DREAMNAP DAY💚🧡

[1/2] BOTANIST 🫐

[1/3] CAPTAIN 🍏

[3/3] ENGINEER 🍊

DTEAM AS THE MAIN TRIO OF CHAINSAW MAN WOOOO‼️

8 STAB WOUNDS DUO fuck yeah, android revolution?

I didnt enter, but Lilo and Stitch was a GO TO for #dtkplusmultiverse

Another gift for dtblr secret santa! Some good ol' warm dnfies :]

drew @.pawonfire's cdream design! you should definitely check out his art

manhunt outfit idk

dreamie

i miss dreamxd tbh

Manhunt shenanigans

Ya'll ready for this?

Tried to salvage the sketch I rushed on the day😭💔

sole survivor

little george! sure hope he doesn’t get stomped on :)

hi idk here’s dream as a painting i found

Fine I'll try painting

Another year..and more to come.💚

✨2024 here we go✨

“It’s within that brings that lonely feeling”

It's 2024!

did i eated

[untitled]

happy new year!!

whats wrong with my fish

your dream bakery🥐🍰

times changing :')

#dt.update #dranart #dreamwastaken

[gods-graveyard]

DARRLLINGGG GUESS WHOS BACK FROM JAAILLLL (aka on spring break)

I bring ya'll the newest installment of "Book One- Navigating the Den of Snakes" (linked below for new readers, also if your stumbling upon this check out pinned post wizard will smith for info)

Offically past 50k words and 100 bookmarks!! Which is such a huge milestone im so happy so many people love my self indulgent fic

Ive been super inspired recently so stay tuned and I might manage a second chapter by next week!!!

(fingers crossed though)

*Minor Spoiler*-

We finally got The Royal Court (aka Slytherin Skittles) name drops!!

#ao3 harry potter #ao3 fanfic #slytherin #harry potter #slytherin harry #slytherin harry potter #please read #please please please #fix it fic #fix it au #slytherin skittles #evan rosier #barty crouch jr #regulus black #dorcas meadowes #theodore nott #blaise zabini #theo nott #daphne greengrass #Cassius warrington #percy weasley #flintwood #flintley #oliver x percy #polyamory #slytherin pride #pureblood culture #pureblood society #pureblood #marauders fanfic

[achaotichuman]

Tamlin/Eris Vanserra

Ya'll asked for it, so here it is. The wedding scene for this little one-shot that I wrote for Tamris! Hope you guys like it! @praetorqueenreyna

Six months passed by and they felt like nothing, at the same time, they dragged on forever and ever. Eris stayed the night he and Tamlin finally accepted the bond. When he left the next morning he almost vomited from the separation from his mate. 

It had been agony to leave him in the ruins of Rosehall, but they both knew the next moves for the Court had to be made by Tamlin alone. And they were. 

Finally, things picked up. It took a good while, but Tamlin found old connections from his father’s War Camps, and his brother’s old friends. The ones who hadn’t been in Spring during Amarantha were happy to return with haste. The ones that knew the inner horrors were hesitant. 

Eris had suggested Tamlin organise a hunting trip, just him and his old friends. Just restoring old friendships. It took Eris a bit of mental work to adjust his thinking to what should be done for the Spring Court, since Tamlin governed with such a different hand. He mingled amongst his people and earned their trust by being their friend rather than their ruler. 

It was the complete opposite to what Eris knew, but he worked to understand it. 

After the first three months Tamlin came to Autumn.

It had been a sight to see. 

Eris had been in his office, signing off on paperwork and reading the latest reports from the borders. He may have sent his second-eldest brother on a mission to the border between Spring and Autumn. He told Silas it was because he wanted to know if the security had strengthened over the past few months, but his brother knew him better than that. Silas didn’t say a word, just rolled his eyes and mumbled something about wasting Court resources on his ‘little boyfriend.’

Eris pretended he didn’t hear that. The reports were good, the people living on the borders seemed happy, a group of sentries saw them at the border whilst on their own patrol. 

The High lord of Autumn found himself suppressing a smile at the reports. Things were looking up, finally. 

Then there was a quick rapping against the dark wood of his office door. Without looking up from his papers, Eris called out, “Tell Silas and Brom I won’t be at dinner!” No doubt it was simply a servant reminding him his brothers were impatient. They could dine without him tonight.

“Alright then, you may need to point me in the direction of the dining hall though, I’m unsure of where it is.” A very familiar voice called back. 

Eris was on his feet faster than he could feel his body moving. The reports flew out of his hands to the floor and he quickly crossed the room in fast strides. 

The cold bite of the metal handle was warmed to a new burning temperature by Eris’ fiery hand. His excitement and disbelief causing the control on his powers to slip slightly. When he pulled back the door, Eris nearly stumbled back. 

Tamlin smiled at him from the otherside of the threshold. 

And… Good Mother above and Cauldron on Earth. 

He looked magnificent. 

His skin was brighter, a shade darker from the sun. His eyes had turned a deeper green, like they had flourished with the land. His golden hair had been untangled and fell down his back in golden curls, touching the back of his knees. Flowers and vines were weaved through his hair in tiny braids that fell along his shoulders. There was a smatter of freckles along his face and down his neck, no doubt another consequence of finally getting out in the sunshine. 

Compared to Eris, Tamlin was underdressed, where Eris wore a suit of deep browns, scarlet and gold. Tamlin wore a simply white shirt, green tunic with small gold details, and brown trousers. Though his ears were covered with cuffs and rings. Eris bit down on a smile when he saw the golden jewelry adorning his mates' pointed ears. 

Reaching out a finger, he brushed the tip of a golden stud, “Where did you get these?” “I’ve always had them, just haven't worn them in a while.” Tamlin murmured.

Eris lifted an eyebrow, “The holes didn’t close up?”

Tamlin levelled him with a blank stare, “I am a shapeshifter, Eris.”

The Lord of Autumn clicked his tongue, “Of course.”

Eris looked him up and down again, noting every tiny faded scar, every mark, every detail. Tamlin had thankfully begun to put on some weight, but not nearly enough to make up for what he had lost. That would come with time though, time and patience. 

“I thought I might surprise you.” Tamlin whispered, the tone of his voice made Eris look back to his eyes. He sounded… unsure. Uncertain for what reaction he might get.

Looking into his eyes, Eris saw the rapid blinking, the quickened breathing he was trying to hide, the nervousness in his mate. Nervous for being in a foreign Court so soon after his own fell? Or maybe… 

Nervous for seeing Eris again. 

The Fire Lord licked his lips. It would take time, a lot of time for their relationship to smooth back into what it once was. But he wanted it. He wanted it so, so badly. 

And Tamlin did too, had proved he did. Had promised to continue proving he did. 

It started three months ago, it would continue now. Eris reached out a hand, taking Tamlin’s in his own. He wordlessly led Tamlin further into his office, closing and locking the door behind them. Tamlin eyed it warrily, but he seemed to decide to trust Eris, allowing the Autumn Lord to take him to a lounge. Eris gently pushed him down. 

“Eris?” Tamlin questioned. 

Eris placed his hands on his mate’s shoulders, pushing him into the back of the soft lounge. The High lord of Autumn pressed his forehead against the High lord of Spring. 

“You are still so beautiful, and I don’t understand what I did to have such a perfect mate.” Eris whispered to him. 

Tamlin’s breathing hitched, his face turned a splotchy red. A smile threatened to come out on his lips. Finally the tensions began to ease from his shoulders, he wrapped his arms around Eris’ waist and pulled him down onto the lounge. Tamlin kissed his mate, and Eris kissed him back, tangling his hands into that long, silky blonde hair. 

“I don’t understand how I was ever able to let you go.” Tamlin whispered, “I don’t know how it didn’t kill me to be away from you.”

“I don’t know how it didn’t kill me when I heard you were marrying the Cursebreaker.” Eris told him in between kisses. Their voices turned raspy, gasping in air from the space between their lips. Tamlin bit down on Eris’ bottom lip and his control nearly slipped right through his fingers. 

Eris shoved him down, playfully rough, so Tamlin was lying beneath him. Crawling on top. Tamlin grabbed at his waist, hands moving up and down his back. Eris’ hands ventured over his chest, his lips on any and all exposed skin. Hot lips, hot hands, fire boiled in his veins. Eris pulled on Tamlin’s hair, Tamlin kissed down his neck. Their fingers left bruises in thier wake, but neither cared. Gentle minstrations turned to near violent touching, desperate for more, desperate to remember each part of the other. 

Tamlin’s hands pulled Eris’ shirt out from where it was tucked into his trousers, then his hands went under the fabric. When he felt along the deep scarring, the wounds that would never heal. His touch softened, gently tracing, Eris dropped his head down, breathing hard against the skin of Tamlin’s neck. Overwhemled not just from the touch, but the emotion in the air, the unsaid words, the years of seperation. The bond cried and begged for more, screamed for them to take each other until their bodies wouldn’t let them anymore. But neither Eris or Tamlin satied the need, not as Tamlin felt along the scars that Beron had left behind. A fuck you to Eris, a marking of his that would never leave. Even if everyone else forgot him. Eris never would. 

The High lord of Autumn felt water in his eyes, he gritted his teeth. Nearly snarling. He had been the strongest, the best, the worst in more ways than one. He wouldn’t cry over his past now. Not when everything was going so perfectly. 

“I was a coward.” Tamlin said, “I should’ve torn him to fucking shreds the first day I saw these.”

Eris remembered that day. Remembered it all too well. That sunny afternoon when he and Tamlin had been sparring. Eris had let his guard down, had become far to comfortable. In the sticky heat, when his shirt had clung to his soaked skin, he watched Tamlin throw off his own shirt. In a haze of needing to feel cool air on his too hot skin, sun drunk and laughing, he shucked off his own shirt. 

The Tamlin had looked back over at him and frozen, and Eris had frozen as well. 

“You couldn’t have done anything.” Eris said, whispering against Tamlin’s skin, his voice like a breeze in cool Spring, near unnoticable, barely a sentence. Afriad he would break this spell of niceness. 

Afriad, scared. As if he were some innocent child and not covered in blood like the robes of a Priestess. Like the red that stained him didn’t stop at his hands like gloves, but soaked every inch of his body as if it had rained down on him. 

He had no right to be scared. 

There was a silence, a stillness in the air. It made Eris look back up into his mate’s eyes. 

And oh how they seethed. His lips were still, his eyebrows furrowed ever so slightly. But his eyes, Eris had never seen anything so terrifying in his life. 

So terrifying to anyone else. 

Exciting to him. 

The danger made his heart beat out of his chest; his flames responded to the fire in his mate’s eyes. The smell of too sweet pollen filled the room. A thunder cracked in the air. But Eris was too forgone to hear it as any more than like the clash of a dish in the kitchens far away. 

Eris opened his mouth to ask Tamlin what was wrong, what was happening. He never got to, because Tamlin placed his hands on the backs of Eris’ thighs and picked him up. Eris nearly gasped, but kept the sound locked in his throat. 

Eris wrapped his arms around Tamlin’s neck. They were the same size, maybe Eris was an inch or two taller, but Tamlin had alwasy been stronger, even like this, even with the malnurishment of the past year. The beast that hid under Tamlin’s skin showed. 

“Tamlin what-” Tamlin shut him up with his mouth, kissing Eris like he was a drowning man and his mate’s mouth was air. 

Eris was too preoccupied to notice what his mate was doing until he was pressed against a wall and Tamlin’s mouth was moving down his neck, whispering something, something he couldn’t hear. 

His eyes had fallen shut, but the sound of rain, the tinge of electricity in the air, and the smell of smoke mixing with pollen made Eris force his eyes open. 

If his mate wasn’t holding him Eris may have stumbled. 

The maids were not going to like them. 

The flames from the fireplace had spread through the room, in the haze of emotion and lack of control Eris’ power had latched onto the first source of fire it found. Flames of red and orange danced over the ground, they didn’t burn a thing, Eris had at least that much control. But they raged in the fireplace, turning the wood that had been there to black cinders. 

And plants crawled everywhere. Eris had a small cactus on one of his shelves, a gift from his second youngest brother Albus. It had overgrown. Taking over the room, dancing with the flames. Vines now wrapped around everything they could touch. Ivy covered the walls. Flowers bloomed from nearly every crevice. 

Every flower was red. 

Red like the blood on their hands. 

Red like the fire dancing in the room. 

Red like their own hearts pounding in their chests. 

The day had been clear before. Now a storm thundered outside, wind ripped through the forests. Lightening forked in the sky, lighting up the world with white electricity. Eris gaped at it all. 

Tamlin smiled against his skin. 

Eris’ surprise turned to a smirk. 

“You going to be my destruction, just look at what you cause me to do.” Eris murmured, but the words were laughing. 

“I do love being a bad influence.” Tamlin replied. 

Eris let out a barking laugh before he grabbed Tamlin’s face and kissed him deeply. When he pulled back he saw Tamlin’s eyes, sparking, alive, grinning. 

Eris returned the look. Embers sparked between them. A burning, raging feeling. 

This was a rage unlike anger. This was a deep need for chaos, for something unexpected and undeniably dangerous. 

Tamlin had been trapped in a cage of his own making. After losing too many, he had resolved to keep everything he had left safe, in doing so he put everyone including himself in a box in a futile attempt to keep it all safe and protected. 

Eris had been trapped by his father. Unable to escape the routine of the life he led, the constant eyes watching every movement, the fear of his own father’s wrath. Eris had kept himself trapped in those memories even after his father’s death. Had never let himself move on from them. 

But now… 

Now they had freedom in their hands. 

Eris was a wildfire that Tamlin didn’t need to protect, he burned everything he touched to cinders. Tamlin was a chaos that ripped him away from the never-ending cycle of the Court. 

“We’re going to burn.” Eris said. 

Tamlin grinned, it was wild, it was free, “We’re going to be the fire, Eris.”

The High lord of Spring kissed his neck, biting playfully, “We’ll burn anything that dares to stop us.”

“We’re going to be dangerous.” Eris gasped out as his head tipped back. 

“And how exciting is that?” Tamlin whispered. 

This was dangerous, this was a pairing that had been driven apart for a reason. Once they officially finilased this, they were going to be a fire that never burned out until they collapsed on themselves. 

It was exciting. Eris didn’t want it. He needed it. 

“If anyone’s going to be the death of me, it is going to be you.” Eris moaned. 

“Ditto,” was all Tamlin said as he took Eris down to the floor, to the bed of flames and roses. 

Another three months passed from that day. 

Now the day had come to announce to the world what Tamlin and Eris were. Announce that they had chosen each other. That they weren’t letting go. 

Just for extra precaution and because it made Tamlin laugh, Eris sent an incredibly snappy and sarcastic letter to Rhysand that neither he or his lackeys were allowed anywhere near Spring or Autumn the day of the weddding. If they were seen, they would not leave with their wings intact. 

Now it was here. 

Eris stood in the forest of Autumn, so close to the border. He knew Tamlin was on the otherside, in Spring. 

The border had been prepared. Decorations and lanterns hung from the trees. The world smelled like rain and smoke and pollen. His brothers had done most of the preperations. His mother had been ecstatic. When told of where the wedding would take place she clapped her hands and said ‘A wonderful joining of two courts!’

Eris agreed with her, this was wonderful. 

He himself was dressed in the equisite robes of Autumn. A suit with a floorlength robes made from Autumn leaves and decorated with swirls of gold. Rings covered his fingers and a crown of burnished gold was atop his hair. 

Eris faced the deep forests of Autumn, breathing in the woody scent, the spices in the air. 

“It’s time, brother.” Eris recognised that voice as Brom’s. The eldest Vanserra turned to see his family standing behind him. 

His brothers all looked at him with their heads bowed ever so slightly, all with slight smiles on their face. 

Only one brother missing. 

His mother stood beside them. She was dressed incredibly well, since heading for Day she had taken to their fashion, but today, today she wore Autumn colours. Eris had asked her an uncountable number of times if she was alright, each time she had told him Autumn had always been her home and that she refused to have ever let Beron take that from her. 

Her dress practically floated along the floor as she walked up to him. Taking his hands in hers, Eris looked down at his dear mother. 

Andrea squeezed his hands, “Eris, my darling boy.”

Eris blinked away the tears in his eyes, refusing to cry, refusing. He told Andrea and his brothers, “You all should go take your seats, the cermony is about to begin.”

Andrea looked over her shoulder to her other sons, all who finally grinned. 

She looked back at Eris and murmured with her grin, a grin that matched all her sons, “I was thinking you and I should take a walk.”

***

Tamlin was so nervous, he was shaking uncontrallably. He had woken up shaking and hadn’t stopped jittering all day. He hated it, but perhaps the serveral cups of coffee he had been exclusivly drinking hadn’t helped either.

“How do you feel?” Alis asked gently, Tamlin was sitting in front of a vanity whilst she braided his hair. It now reached his feet, he refused to cut it, letting it grow and grow. It felt nice having it so long. 

“Like I want to smile uncontrollably and vomit at the same time.” Tamlin told her honestly. 

Alis smiled at his reflection, she smoothed her hands over his shoulders, “He loves you, Tamlin. He loves you so much he waited for you for centuries.”

Tamlin cast his eyes down, guilt tearing through the anxiety and excitment, “I know, but I-”

Alis smacked his head with a brush. Tamlin smacked the brush back, “Ow!”

“Don’t even go there, today is your special day. You have been talking about this for the past six months, I will not let you stress or guilt yourself into backing out.”

Tamlin huffed but was silent. 

Alis had been one of the first to come back, he sent her a letter, an apology. He had rewrote it six times but eventually stuck to just saying everything honestly and with no formalities. Alis had always been there for him, whether it was bruises when he was six or broken bones from his brothers when he was sixteen. 

When she came back Tamlin nearly broke down crying. He told her about Eris, she had been the one and only to know about the bond the first time it snapped into place. She knew it all. When she came back Tamlin hugged her so tightly, he felt her tears that had stained his shirt. 

He would never say the words exchanged that day six months ago. He would never tell another soul, it was just between him and Alis. Alis who had been there more than his biological mother. 

“I’ve missed you, Tam.” She had said. 

“I missed you too, mom.” He told her through broken gasps. 

Alis finished placing flowers and vines into the braids in his hair. She had outdone herself, most of his blonde curls were in fluffy braids, but some curls were allowed to be out and wild. A crown of roses of all sorts of colours adored his head, sitting around the antlers he had shifted. Vines fell down along with his braids and curls like ribbons, tiny pink, orange and blue were weaved in with the braids. 

Tamlin stood up, observing himself in the mirror. A white suit with green and gold accents. Flowers and vines that matched the ones in his hair falling down the long cape behind him. 

He never wore such clothing most of the time, activly avoided it. But today, today was special. 

“One more thing,” Alis said. Then she left the room for a moment, when she returned in her hands was a gold locket with a small blue saphire in the centre. Tamlin furrowed his brow at it. 

“This is something my mother handed down to me and her father to her, and his father to her. Every child in my family is given one for each child they have, a new one is made from a lock of hair and a drop of water. My sister has one for each of my nephews. And I was given this when my mother passed on.”

Then Alis held the locket out to Tamlin, “I am now giving this to you.”

“Alis..” Tamlin breathed, “No, I cannot take that, I do not deserve-”

“You and I may not be blood-related, Tam. But you are still as much a son to me as I was a daughter to my mother. I want you to have this.”

Tamlin had tried his hardest all day not to let the tears that kept appearing in his eyes to not fall. Now they did, now they streamed silently down his face. 

Alis smiled at him, Tamlin sat back down in the chair, allowing the smaller female to clasp the necklace around his neck, after a moemnt of adjusting it. Tamlin looked at it in the mirror. His finger delicately running over the top of the saphire. 

Alis looked as though she wanted to say something but it was choked out with sobs that finally fell. Tamlin quickly took her in his arms, allowing her to cry. 

“Oh I’m going to ruin your beautiful suit.” She cried. 

“That’s fine, mom. It’s okay.” He told her. 

“Mother above.” She murmured, looking up at his face, “Look at how you’ve grown.”

Alis smoothed over his shirt once more, then she shooed him towards the door, wiping tears from her eyes, “Thats enough sentiments now. You’re going to be late! Go! Go! Go!”

He laughed, he laughed long and hard as he rushed out of the room. Heading quickly downstairs. The servants conversing and laughing with each other looked up, some eyes went wide, some jaws dropped, others smiled. Watching as the High Lord rushed outside, Alis not far behind him. 

He felt like a little kid. Tamlin rememberd days spent dreaming about his wedding, when he had no other hope, when his brothers and father made him feel like a wretched thing that they were forced to keep around, he dreamt about this day. 

There was a Spring entourage waiting for him outside. Mostly sentries that had seen him grow up. That he had hired after taking the throne. That he had befriended in the War Camps. They all smiled at him. 

One female, a dark-skinned woman with curly wild brown hair put a hand on his shoulder. Her name was Talia, he met her in the War Camps. She had been one of his best friends back then. 

“Ready, Scrawny?” She asked. 

Tamlin rolled his eyes at the nickname. Bron and Hart, who had come back for the wedding, who he had earned back the trust of, snickered nearby, but both smiled brightly. 

The High lord of Spring nodded, “I’m ready. 

“Wait!” Someone shouted. 

Everyone turned and Tamlin’s mouth dropped open. 

Lucien was sprinting for the group. By the time he reached them, he nearly dropped to his knees, gasping in hoarse breaths. He wheezed as he clutched his knees, attemtping to catch his breath. 

“Luc-” Tamlin started. 

“Just let me-” Lucien wheezed again, forcing himself to take in deep breath, “Just let me catch my breath.”

They all waited, there was a slight awkward silence in the air. Tamlin’s heart thundered in his chest. Finally Lucien stood up straight. Sweat was beading on his brow, but his hair was braided, small flowers were in his hair like they were in everyone elses. He wore a suit, not of Autumn or Day or Night, but of Spring. 

“Lucien.” Tamlin breathed.

Lucien swallowed, then said, “Did you really think I was going to let my best friend get married without me?”

Tamlin laughed but tears fell down his eyes. Gods he had cried too much today. 

“Lucien.” Tamlin cried, nearly jumping into his best friend’s arms. Lucien hugged him tightly. Tamlin said though broken breaths, “I’ve missed you so much.”

“I’ve missed you Tam, its been torture.” Lucien cried. 

They stayed there, locked in an embrace, feeling every emotion pilling on top of them. 

Then Bron cleared his throat, “You know, I hate the ruin the moment, but the cermony starts in like two minutes.”

“Shit.” Lucien said, pulling away, “Alright then, we better get moving, um, if I can join-”

“Lucien if you don’t come with us I will cry again and then this day will be ruined.” Tamlin told him. 

“Well then, lets get you married, Tam.” Lucien said with a grin. 

Tamlin stared into his friends eyes, a soft smile on his face. What did he do to ever deserve to see this day. 

“Alright! Enough sappy shit,” Hart said, “Lets go.”

Tamlin laughed, and before he knew, they were winnowing to the Spring and Autumn border. 

They winnowed to spot in the Spring forest where Tamlin couldn’t yet see the full venue, he would stay there until it was time to walk out and see his groom at the altar. Quickly most of his entourage scattered, orders being shouted and people going to their respective places. 

Lucien and Alis stayed beside him. Alis adjusted his collar and the train of flowers behind him, then she kissed his cheek and told him she would be out there watching. 

Tamlin smiled and thanked her, before saying a quick goodbye as she hurried off. 

The High lord of Spring turned to Lucien, laughing from his own anxiety. Lucien hugged him tightly once again, “You’re going to go out there and everything will be okay, Tam.” Lucien told him. 

“I know.” Tamlin whispered, then he pulled away, “You better go find your spot, I have to go out just about now.”

Lucien smiled, the he offered his arm, “I was thinking you and I should take a walk.”

***

A breeze flew through the world, spreading petals of all colours and leaves of Autumn. On the border of Autumn and Spring was an arch. The side sitting on Spring was covered with Autumn foliage, the side sitting on Autumn was covered with Spring flowers. 

Eris smiled as a blindfold of silk was tied around his eyes, only to be taken off when he stood before his to-be-wed. 

He laughed as Silas whispered a joke to ease his anxiety. He bit back tears as his mother took his arm. 

Faeries playing tambourines, drums and fiddles sung around him. Bells rang from the branches of the trees. Singing could be heard from all directions. 

His mother smoothed her hand over his arm. He found himself putting his free hand on her arm, holding onto her tightly, feeling like a small boy again. He felt the bright happy smile on her face when she whispered how much she loved him in his ear. 

He smelled the pollen in the air, and knew they had reached the border. 

He couldn’t wait. 

***

Lucien wrapped the silk blindfold around Tamlin’s eyes. Lucien said something teasing about blindfolds in the bedroom as he did and Tamlin howled with laughter. 

Then Tamlin took Lucien’s arm, and let him led the High lord out to the border. Spring and Autumn faeries alike played songs and sung into the air. Filling the world with their own kind of magic. Turning the world into a sing that played only for Tamlin and Eris. A melody that filled his veins with joy, excitment. 

Tamlin let his head rest on Lucien’s shoulder, “Thank you.”

“You’re my best friend, I love you.” Lucien told him. 

Tamlin was using nearly all his strength to not cry. Lucien would never ever know how much it meant that he was there. That he was the one to walk him down the aisle, when none of his family would have ever done that for him, not even his own mother. 

Tamlin knew they had reached the border when the woody, smokey scent of Autumn blew around his face. 

“Your Prince is here.” Lucien whispered. 

Tamlin chuckled quietly. 

Then Lucien took off the blindfold. 

***

His mother took off the blindfold. 

Eris’ eyes welled with tears.��

Tamlin’s green eyes stared back at him, in just as much awe as his mate. Lucien stood beside him, their arms locked mirroring Eris and Andrea. 

Lucien nodded to Eris, Eris nodded to him. There was something so gentle and kind in his eyes. 

Eris’ mother let go of his arm to hug Tamlin, and Lucien let go of Tamlin to hug Eris. 

Lucien whispered, “If you ever hurt him I will turn you into bubbling, rotting flesh. And if he ever hurts you, I will turn him into bubbling, rotting flesh.”

A laugh was startled from Eris’ throat, he hugged his brother tightly, “Thank you, littlest brother.”

“I love you, Eris.” The words were choked with sobs. 

“I love you, Lucien.” Eris voiced his voice to be quiet so he didn’t choke up with his own tears. He had made it this far without crying, he wasn’t going to start now. 

Lucien and Andrea let go of the two grooms, then quickly hugged the other. Andrea kissed her eldest son’s cheek, “Please the two of you, don’t reduce Prythian to rubble.”

Eris chuckled, “We will try valiently not to.”

***

Andrea’s arms had been warm and kind. Tamlin had nearly cried again, the older female had kissed his cheek and whispered softly, “Do visit Day sometime to see me.”

“Of course.” Tamlin promised his new mother-in-law. 

She had smiled brillantly at him then turned back to his son, and Lucien had hugged him again. 

Then he whispered, “If you hurt him I will turn you into bubbling, rotting flesh. And if he ever hurts you, I will turn him into bubbling, rotting flesh.”

Tamlin laughed into Lucien’s shoulder, “Thank you, Luce.”

Lucien cried silently, “You’re my best friend, Tam.”

“You’re my best friend, Luce.” Tamlin told him. 

The two then pulled away as Andrea and Eris did. Andrea and Lucien gave them one last smile before they moved to the wedding parties on each respective side. Andrea standing beside her other sons, and Lucien beside Alis, Bron and Hart. 

Eris and Tamlin then took each other’s hands. Eris leaned in and whispered, “You look so beautiful.”

Tamlin blushed red, “So do you.”

Eris smirked, but it was quite clear he was holding back tears. 

As the songs began to die out, an Autumn and Spring Priestess each appeared. The Autumn Priestess had green eyes and long brown hair that swept around her feet, she wore red robes. The Spring Priestess had short, super curly hair and brown-doe eyes. They both stood beside each other, a golden book appeared before them both, and their hands shone a golden colour. 

As silence began to take over the world, someone said in a whisper-shout, “Eris! Tamlin! Over here!”

Eris and Tamlin looked over at the sea of people seated. Helion, Vassa and Jurian waved from the crowd. Tamlin and Eris had to stifle the sudden laughs that rose up in their throats, they both discreetly waved.

Then the Priestesses began to speak, their voices loud and clear, ringing through the Faerie world. 

***

Eris didn’t a word the Priestesses said. He was too busy staring at the male that was to be his husband, his mate. 

Tamlin stared back, a loving look in his green eyes. Eris squeezed his hands, Tamlin rubbed his thumbs over the back of Eris’ palms. 

Finally the Autumn Priestess declared, “It is time for the to-be-wed to exchange vows.”

Eris sucked in a breath as Tamlin nodded to them and began, “Eris Vanserra. The day I met you, I thought you were the cockiest, most arrogant male I had ever set eyes upon.”

There was a slight ringing of laughter and Eris rolled his eyes, Tamlin continued, “I didn’t know what to say to you, because what do you say to the General of the Autumn Court armies and the expected Heir of the Court? I thought you would run me into the ground with vocal swords like every other courtier I had met had.”

Tamlin squeezed his hand, “But you didn’t. I don’t know what you saw in me, but you took me outside, you asked to spar. You taught me a trick to get my opponents sword of their hands. And you laughed when I fell into mud, then I kicked your legs and you fell down next to me. You didn’t stop laughing, you just rolled you eyes and flicked dirt on my face.”

Eris remembered that day, had never forgotten it, would never forget it. Tears began to well in his eyes again. No. He blinked them away. 

“What you didn’t know was that was the first time I had smiled in a year, truly smiled. It was the happiest I had felt in what seemed like forever. For a while I…” He paused like wondering if he should say what he was about to, then he did, “For a while I thought I wouldn’t be living in this world much longer, and it was the only thing I looked forward too.”

The world seemed to hold its breath. 

“Then you came along, you with your sarcastic witty retorts. You with your damning smirk and dangerous gaze. You made me feel alive, for the first time in forever, I felt alive next to you. Everything in the world no longer existed, all that mattered was you were there beside me. You never knew it, but Eris you became my reason to keep going, to keep fighting, because I watched as you fought like hell. As you were dealt awful cards but kept playing.”

Tears were in Eris’ eyes, he couldn’t find the will in him to force them away. 

“I loved you the second I laid eyes on you. I would give up all I am to see you smile. I would kill and steal to hold you in my arms. I love you, Eris Vanserra. And I have dreamed of the day I can finally call you mind.”

The Priestess of Spring had tears in her eyes as she looked at Eris, “Now, the High lord of Autumn.”

Eris didn’t look at her, at anyone else besides Tamlin as he said, “I have rewritten these damn vows twenty times because there is not enough time in the world to express how much you mean to me, Tamlin Fairburn.”

Another ring of laughter, tears were falling from the crowds. Eris didn’t hear any of them, he felt like he was just alone with Tamlin, just them. In a void with nothing but each other. That was all he needed. 

“Centuries ago, I remember the day you showed up at my balcony in the Forest House. You appeared on my balcony and knocked on the door. I didn’t hear the tapping, but I nearly jumped out of my skin when I heard you yell out, ‘Hey, its cold out here.’”

Snickering ensued, Tamlin bit his bottom lip to stifle his own laugh. 

“I opened the door and there you were. For some stupid reason you weren’t wearing a jacket, I berated you for it, before berating for you sneaking into my room. Then asked in disbelief how you even got through the wards. You told me it was magic, which I later found out meant you had Lucien smuggle you in.”

From behind Tamlin, Eris saw Lucien roll his eyes as he remembered that day as well. Eris continued, “I found out, Lucien expected that you and him would be doing something mischevious and completely against the rules as you both liked to do. Instead you thanked him for getting you past the wards then winnowed to my balcony, which he complained to me incessently about.”

Tamlin laughed, Lucien mumbled with a grin about still being bitter about being stood up like that. 

Eris then said, “What you didn’t know was I was feeling hopeless that day. The days seemed to be getting longer and harder. I couldn’t bare it. It was begining to lose myself to my own feelings of helplessness and grief.”

“I-” Eris had to cut himself off as a sob was ripped from his throat. Everything finally breaking out. 

Tamlin didn’t waste a second, didn’t care for protocal or the eyes watching them. He pulled Eris into a tight hug, rubbing his back and kissing his hair. 

Eris tried to force himself to get it together, but the tears wouldn’t stop. Tamlin whispered, “You’re allowed to cry, you’re allowed to feel.”

For some reason that soothed him, those kindly spoken words helped the sobs to slow. Tears still continued to spill uncontrollably from his eyes, but Eris was able to look bak into Tamlin’s eyes and finish, “You’re stupid little gesture that night helped me to remember there was still someone out there. That night you convinced me I was worth fighting for. That all was not lost, that the world wasn’t completely wayward.”

“I love you, Tamlin Fairburn. I love you and I have wanted this day since that night, since the night you snuck into my room and told me you loved me.”

Both had tears running down their faces, and it didn’t stop as the Priestess of Autumn asked for the rings to be brought out. Bron and Silas brought the respective rings, handing them to the grooms. 

A pair of matching golden rings, with an emerald and topaz in the centre of each. Engraved on the inside was Tamlin and Eris’ names. 

There was moment of stillness, of silence as Tamlin slid the ring onto Eris’ finger, and Eris’ onto Tamlin’s. 

It was the Spring Priestess who said, “We now prounce you both, Eris and Tamlin Vanserra. You may seal this matrimony in a k-”

Before she could even get the word ‘kiss’ out. Eris grabbed Tamlin and hauled him into a deep kiss. He let out a surprised noise before returning the passion both their eyes falling closed. 

Cheers and applause erupted through the crowds. Flowers were tossed in the air, the Fairies swarmed the grooms and wrapped them in vines, flowers and ribbons. 

“I love you, Eris Vanserra.” Tamlin told him. 

With tears streaming down his face, Eris said, “I love you, Tamlin Vanserra.”

If the consensus agrees I will write a honeymoon chapter for this.

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Everyone richonning it up, which is amazing. I love Richonne. But let's not forget that DENNIS AND JENNIFER GRAHAM gave their lives to give ya'll happiness @ CRM and citizens. YOU'RE WELCOME.

Let's not forget World Beyond literally spring-loading TOWL.

#out of finns; #richonne #twd ones who live #the ones who live

[jungle-angel]

hellooo could i please request prompt 41 from the domestic prompts with dad!rhett ?

Oh God, hon I've been waiting to do one of these!!!! Domestic!Dad!Rhett has me feeling things lately.

You and Rhett blissfully snored away as the sun filtered through the window, both of you curled up under the blankets and relieved that spring was at last here. You shivered when you felt Rhett's stubbly chin brushing against your skin and his hand reaching up your shirt to gently cup your breast, his fingers gently rubbing circles on your sensitive nipples.

"Wan' get up soon?" he mumbled sleepily.

"No way in hell," you yawned. "It's Saturday and my eighth graders wore me out during games the other day at school."

Rhett groaned and buried his face in the back of your neck, pulling the blanket a little tighter around you both.

You were both blissfully unaware of the sound of little hands scuffling along the floor to your room or the soft little coos that were following in their wake. It wasn't until you felt the covers tugging at the foot of the bed that you realized someone was awake.

"Um.....Rhett?"

Rhett grumbled and tossed aside the covers, laughing a little when he saw who it was. "How'd you get out?" he chuckled, picking Baby Amy up into his arms. "Huh? Diesel must've let you out."

Amy giggled, clapping her little hands together as Rhett tickled her belly, bringing her back into bed between you and him. He kissed her little cheeks, joking with her about how she was always causing mischief. You were forever grateful that you had adopted her. You two couldn't imagine life without her.

"Here," he said, kissing your forehead. "Ya'll go back to sleep. We've got three whole days to sleep."

You started to doze again as Rhett's voice quietly sang Amy back to sleep, his big hand gently rubbing circles along her tummy. It didn't matter that the three of you hadn't gotten up yet. You were more than happy to spend the morning beside the ones you loved most.

#outer range #rhett abbott #rhett abbott x reader #amy abbott #lewis pullman #lewis pullman x reader