AFFECTIONATE AND AFFIRMING PROMPTS

AFFECTIONATE  AND  AFFIRMING  PROMPTS 

❝  i’ll always want to listen to you.  ❞

❝  any time spent with you is time i treasure.  every second.  ❞

❝  my favorite color changes but it’s always the same,  whatever color you’re wearing.  ❞

❝  whatever matters to you matters to me,  you’re important to me.  ❞

❝  you’re so strong.  and brave—but i wish you knew you don’t always have to be.  i’m here,  if you’re ever willing to let me help shoulder those burdens.  ❞

❝  i’m not staring,  i’m admiring.  ❞

❝  i’ll always be yours,  in one way or another.  ❞

❝  you don’t ever have to worry with me.  i’m here for good.  ❞

❝  you are more beautiful than you know.  ❞

❝  you have a beautiful mind and a wonderful soul,  don’t ever let anyone make you think differently.  ❞

❝  i’m happier when you’re here.  ❞

❝  you’ve become my joy.  ❞

❝  whatever else happens,  if i have you,  i’m content.  ❞

❝  well,  i do feel a little better now that you’re here.  ❞

❝  you do make me happy,  it’s important you know that.  ❞

❝  you will always be my priority.  ❞

❝  i love you forever.  ❞

❝  you don’t know how glad i am to see you.  ❞

❝  you look wonderful.  ❞

❝  i want you to feel safe with me.  ❞

❝  i’m not letting you go until you say it out loud.  you’re beautiful and strong.  you deserve to believe it.  ❞

❝  sometimes you amaze me—i mean you always do.  but you have such intuition and real wisdom about things.  i like understanding the way you see the world.  ❞

❝  you carry yourself with such grace.  ❞

❝  you have a way of lighting up even the darkest moments.  ❞

❝  a tender heart is a courageous thing to preserve.  don’t ever be ashamed of having one.  ❞

❝   being around you makes me a better person.  ❞

❝  i hope you know just how full of worth you are.  ❞

❝  you always make me see things differently.  i appreciate your perspective. ❞

❝  i’m just enjoying you.  you look happy today and i like seeing that.  ❞

❝  you’re very valuable to me.  ❞

❝  you can come to me with anything.  anything at all.  ❞

❝  there is not a place in the world i would rather be than right here with you.  ❞

❝  come here,  come sit in my lap and tell me about your day.  ❞

❝  come put your head in my lap and tell me something new.  ❞

❝  i love it when you smile at me like that.  ❞

❝  i don’t think i can share you with anyone today.  ❞

❝  i’ll take you anywhere you want.  just tell me where.  ❞

❝  bored? of you?  impossible.  ❞

❝  if you like it i’ll get you one.  ❞

❝  your happiness matters greatly to me.  ❞

❝  you deserve to reach the goals you want in life.  you deserve to obtain anything you wish.  ❞

❝  you’re doing well.  you’re just discouraged and tired.  ❞

❝  you need to rest,  you don’t have to do it all today.  ❞

❝  the way i love you goes beyond description.  even those words don’t seem like enough.  ❞

❝  you come first.  you’re always my first choice.  ❞

❝  no,  if you’re upset that’s what matters right now.  talk to me.  ❞

❝  i want to share in your joy.  i want to be part of all things that make you happy.  ❞

❝  all of my best moments are the ones that have you in them.  ❞

❝  i would give you anything you ask of me. ❞

[ COMFORT ]  sender discovers receiver brooding and quietly approaches to carefully hug them from behind. 

[ SOOTHE ]  in the midst of a tense moment,  receiver turns away to conceal their emotions but sender wraps their arms around them and holds them from behind. 

[ CLOSE ]  sender reaches out and pulls receiver into their lap as they’re walking by. 

[  STOP  ]  sender reaches out and takes receiver’s face into their hands,  drawing them away from what they’re doing so they can just look at receiver for a moment.  

[ GIVE ]  sender greets with receiver with a gift. 

[ BRING ]  sender takes receiver out for the day to pamper them. 

[ ATTENTION ]  sender peppers a series of caresses over receiver’s face in an attempt to make them laugh or smile. 

[ COAX ]  sender knows receiver has had a lot on their mind,  so they hold them for a while to help them relax and hopefully open up. 

[ CARESS ]   sender sits by quietly while receiver works,  petting their hair and simply providing company. 

[ RELAX ]  sender gives receiver a massage. 

[ LOOK ]  for receiver to catch sender gazing adoringly at them.

[ MORNING ]  for sender to wake receiver with a kiss. 

time hasn't been on their side, a cruel reality rhysand has been trying to come to terms with. they will be separating from the others in the morning, it's been decided. the uncertainty of when they will all reunite again, or if they ever will, has loomed over him the entire evening. to finally have them back, just to be torn apart again ... he's done his best to conceal his concerns, to avoid them bleeding into the moment & ruin it for everyone else. but watching feyre, any of those worries get pushed into the back of his mind. bright, even amongst the streaks of celestial light. smiling, in a way that makes his heart sputter. he doesn't even pay any mind to the show in the sky, his unbroken gaze solely fixated onto her.

thank you: rhys wants to tell her the same, to thank her for breathing him back to life. for giving him something he has never had before, hope. but his words get stuck in his throat & all he can focus on is that smile. " ah. that's right, you did promise me a dance, didn't you? " a hand hesitantly reaches for her cheek, his touch gentle — timid. " but first ... smile again. "

@rhysie : ❝  you have to hold on to the little joys when you find them.  ❞

i could hardly rip my eyes away from his telescope, watching thousands of meteors shoot through the night sky. even without the assistance of his premium spyglass, the shower was dazzling — perhaps the most mesmerizing thing i’d ever seen, a perfect mosaic of crystalline jewels, sailing through an eternal sea of the deep unknown. the promise of infinite possibilities — something bigger than both of us, an incomprehensible string of fate. i knew i had to paint is as soon as i could. anything to capture this feeling of sparkling wonder and joy. to commemorate it with something that would outlast us both and the test of time. the smile that spread across my features was wide and bright and unfading — it was immediate and unhindered. free, just like i felt whenever rhys was near me. i tore my eyes away from the telescope, just to meet rhys’s gaze — those eyes, that somehow still rivaled the swirling depths of space and shined as bright as the shooting stars illuminating the world around us. “ thank you. ” my hand found his, but i never looked away — not even to admire the meteors again. “ what about that dance? ”

@feydarling : i want all of you. every piece of you.

a day to devoted just to each other, a moment to live in ignorant bliss. there are no thoughts of what still lies ahead of them, their impending doom, how they may be torn apart before they’ve even begun. he only has time to think of her, how lucky he is for every minute he has with her — how if this is how he were to spend his final days, he would be grateful. every second of longing, of wishing, has lead him to this night. ( it has all been worth it. )

it ends in a starlit room, limbs tangled in ebony sheets, with a half empty bottle of wine. rhysand’s fingertips counting each beat of feyre’s heart, his chin tucked upon the crown of her head. to be wanted, to be loved … after showing her each side of him, even the worst ones. the ones that are casted in the shadows, that would send anyone else running. she sees it all, and does not falter. he hardly notices the lump in his throat, as he sits up to hover over her, lips pressed to her cheek. “ i'm all yours. ” a string of kisses trail down feyre’s throat, stopping at her collarbone. “ my heart, my soul … they are yours to keep. ”

everything is put on pause. the clashing of metal drowned out, the smell of ash & blood fading, the adrenaline of battle coming to a calm — all as he takes her in. her scent, the feeling of her body pressed against his. it was everything he needed to confirm that she was alive, she's okay. yet he can't hold her close enough, can't let go, can't yet forget the dread of the unthinkable that overcame him just moments ago.

fingers trace shapes onto her back as she speaks, tucking the crown of her head under his chin, knowing exactly where her mind had gone during that hour of silence. just the same as his. & yet she fought through it, a battlefield that would send experienced fighters running the other way, just to get back to him. ( he wonders what he must have done for the cauldron to bring her to someone like him, how it must have been some mistake that he wouldn't dare argue against. ) " i almost feel bad for anyone who tried to get in your way. my savior. " a kiss is pressed to her hair, voice steadying into a quiet purr, a desperate attempt to bringing her some comfort.

but whatever moment of peace, of calm, disappears with the idea of them returning back to the fight. when he had nothing to lose, he welcomed death with open arms. fought until there were only bodies laying at his feet, until there was no one left. but this was not that battle — no, this was just a distraction for hybern, an attempt to scatter their men & sparse their numbers. he's made his peace with the outcome of this war, already willing to sacrifice everything in the end when it comes to. but this was just the beginning.

he leans back to take her face in his hands, head shaking. " feyre. if we went back out there like this, we would be of no use. we would just be distractions. " he omits the part where he can't lose her, not when he just got her back. " cassian and azriel have this under control, they've faced much worse. " the red & blue syphons blasting across the field give him all the assurance that he needs. " our best course of action right now is finding the healer. "

he was covered in blood, splattered across his face and chest — where his ended and others’ began, i couldn’t be sure. his torn illyrian leathers revealed a deep gash in his side, that he barely seemed to notice. anyone else would have been curled over from the wound, but my mate was strong. strong and alive. the panic in his eyes told me i didn’t look much better — hair matted with blood and mud, under eyes dark and heavy, fingers scabbed over from the rapid fire use of my bowstring, and shoulder gaping with the tip of a faebane laced ash arrow still lodged inside. my palms rested first on his neck, then gripped his shoulders, as his mere presence steadied me. reassured me that we were both still okay.

“ they knew we were coming — what we were looking for. it was a trap, ” shaking my head frantically, heart still pounding, my words came out in panted fragments. “ i could only hold my shields up for so long — and then one of their arrows broke through once i slipped. faebane. ” i bit back a wince as i suddenly became aware of the pain, recalling the sheer number of hybern soldiers coming our way. “ and then your wave of darkness across the field just disappeared. i thought something terrible had happened. ” my face paled as i remembered the utter dread that plagued me. “ so i ran. i knew you needed me. ” just as i needed him.

i thought i had lost him — i could finally admit it now that i knew i hadn’t. he was alive. still standing, as the heart i called mine continued beating. the short hour where i thought he had been taken from me was the worst of my life and felt like an eternity, as i stood on the precipice of oblivion, forced to consider the rest of my immortal life without him — if it ever came to that, i didn’t want it. i knew for certain there was nothing i wouldn’t give up for him. as i pressed my forehead against his, there was nothing i wanted more than to stay in his arms forever.

but we couldn’t — not until all of this was over and hybern’s invasion was fully thwarted. neither of us could sleep until we knew the people we loved were safe. that shared responsibility weighed us both down, our shoulders curled in towards each other with quiet, resigned desperation. there was only one option while our people continued to fall on the battlefield. “ we have to go back. ”

@meaercies : " for someone who was just dead, you seem remarkably relaxed. "

freshly risen from death, in the late hours of the night, rhysand finds solace in the sky. stars piercing the veil of black, flickering as if they were talking back to him, providing some sort of comfort he hadn't even known he needed. there's a list to be grateful for: the end of hybern, the hope of peace in prythian. a future, with his mate. truthfully, he never thought he'd make it this far. he knew his fate the moment the battle had begun, long before even then, that he would give every last bit of himself when it came down to it. so, death has been looming over him for quite some time. if he is living on borrowed time now, he plans on making the best of it.

rhysand notices azriel before he makes himself known. he could sense him masked in his shadows, in the destruction of war, and now he knows — even in death. a talent marked by centuries of friendship. " i'm unwinding, i suppose ... while i still can. i'm sure i will have a few hundred meetings in the upcoming days. " another glass of wine appears, as he shrugs, wings splaying out. " care to join me? "

@feydarling : " you do not trick the ones you love. "

metal soaks tongue, blood smeared across palms. her words sting more than the bullet wound, leaving him longing for the peace that his heavy eyelids promise. she was never meant to find out this way. not now, not after last night. he was naive to think they'd have longer than just a morning of bliss, should have known: happiness is a fleeting thing in this life.

" feyre — " her name comes out in a shaky breath, mustering what's left of his energy to sit up. an action he quickly regrets. any reasoning is halted with a sharp inhale, head tilting back against the wall. he breathes through the pain, before his neck rolls to look at her. gaze filled with such panic, widened & all too alert. " how did you find out? "