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Writing prompts, October edition ✨

1. Dream… ft. Silver

Silver smiled. He smiled a smile so bright, that his partner had to question his health

“Are you okay?” They asked, giving him a look of concern from their side of the table, halting their previous action of stuffing their face with cake like a hamster

“Why wouldn’t I be?” His soft smile and his breathtaking looks drew more animals than usual in, all surrounding their table outside a quaint little cafe on the more peaceful side of town “I’m spending the day with you”

His partner flushed, nearly choking on a chunk of the buttercream

“That’s… good to hear” they returned his smile, albeit shyly, not knowing where to look, a deer nudging their side with a pleased look

He stood up, the critters moving with him, taking their hands in his and knelt beside them, not once breaking eye contact

“I love you, redacted” he squeezed their hand, almost cooing at how their eyes stayed on his in awe, completely dazed “Would you be willing to stay by my side, forever more?”

“Oh….” they were bright as a cherry, the words he confessed repeating itself in their brain “Silver…”

They smiled, nodding feverishly, and he let out a breath of relief, the animals seemingly cheering for the two, flowers raining down, the sun reflected of their faces in such a beautiful way

He leaned in, closing his eyes, gently cupping their cheek, and right before their lips touched, they spoke again

“Silver…” and suddenly the face he was about to give a loving kiss to stared morphing, contorting to one of… his father?

“Silver!” Lilia smiled, upside down, as usual “You we’re having a good dream, weren’t you?”

The old fae giggled like a schoolgirl, walking away like he was nothing but a child

“Sorry to wake you up, but we have school to get to, and I can’t let your fantasies disturb your work~” he stuck his head back into the room door, a mischievous smirk on his face “you should try courting them sometime”

“Father!” He was uncharacteristically shy, falling back into his pillow to hide his pinkish face

The laughs of glee echoed as the fae left, leaving Silver to his thoughts

That was a good dream…

Writing prompts, October edition ✨

Cw: mentions of imprisonment, gn reader, mentions of bruising (not described, just said), Leona actually taking a shower for once in his life

2. First date+Delusional… ft. Leona Kingscholar

Today was the big day, one he has looked forward to far too long for someone of his “great importance”, as he’d say. You could never really tell just what your relationship with the head of Savanaclaw was, but he couldn’t share those questioning thoughts with you.

After all, what is there to be confused of when you’ve already accepted his proposal eons ago? It matters not that you don’t remember—he’s got a rather good memory, enough for the two of you—because how can such a weak human ever be able to survive in this foreign world without their loyal beastman? Oh, what would you ever do without him…

Leona had been touchy these past few days, and you weren’t sure what to make of it. Not only was he nuzzling his nose into your neck more often, all his touches were softer, more intentional than his usual, lazily wandering hands on your shoulders before he’d pass out with you in his arms. He’d sit you down for hours, picking away at your hair, the rough texture of his tongue momentarily touching the side of your head before he stopped himself, much like how you’ve seen cats do to themselves—he was grooming you. For what, you would soon find out. It’s not like he’d let you out, anyway.

“Redacted.” He had an almost dazed smile adorning his face, the sight of his canines sending chills throughout your body. He could really do some damage with those if he wanted, huh? He held your hand in his, giving it a gentle squeeze, pulling you up from the bed you’ve taken to calling your room

He kept your hand in his, using his other to fish out a key from his back pocket, carefully unlocking the shackles that confined you to the side of his bedroom, dropping them with a thud. He didn’t speak, instead, rubbing circles on your bruised wrists and littering them with kisses, making eye contact momentarily to see your shocked face. Why was he acting so strangely? It was just like that time, the day you obviously laid with him in the botanical gardens after a long day of classes. The day your life took an even more drastic turn than arriving in this god forsaken school in a coffin did.

He took his time, letting you adjust to walking after not getting up for however long you’ve been there, it was kind of hard to keep track of time when you’re in the same situation each and every day. After a few more twists and turns behind the waterfall and into a room no one knew existed other than Leona himself, you arrived. There was a small, circular table, draped with a simple but fitting white cloth, a tall vase with a single red rose nestle in it perfectly, two gold-lined plates and cutlery seated neatly on either side, and beautifully crafted mahogany chairs. The most defining features, however, were two bags, each placed on either chair, and one had your name printed out nicely on a tag. He took both bags, ushering you to a more secluded part of the space you were in, gently telling you to get changed before leaving to change as well.

It’s not like you had a choice, so you opened the bag, revealing something straight out of a fairytale—or, Twisted Wonderland. All white, little bits and bobs with gold accents and shoes that complemented them, tailored to fit you perfectly.

The feeling of soft silk on your skin and the way it rested on your tattered body was quite ironic, waiting for Leona to come and explain what in the Sevens you were here for anyway? And there he was, Leona Kingscholar, dressed in a sticking black suit, bangs pushed back, his hair more voluptuous as he curtsied before you, offering you his hand, his intense eyes giving you no room to decline.

He walked you to the table, and being the gentleman he apparently was, pulled your chair back for you to sit before he did, the cheekiest of smirks on his lips as he stared at them with… love? Adoration? Surely, he wasn’t… he didn’t lock you away in his room for such a reason… right?

“Today is the day, love” he starts, the first time you’ve ever seen him even the slightest bit of embarrassed “My family finally approved of you, they’re on board with our marriage, now”

Marriage? When had he ever proposed? When did you say yes?

“I…” your voice was hoarse from not speaking all this time “Why are we… getting married?”

His eyes reflected hurt, if only for a moment, bouncing back to a colder expression, a low sound coming from him, though you couldn’t tell is it was a growl or not

“Because I proposed, and you agreed” he caressed your jawline, tracing the shape of your face “What could a human possibly do?”

…oh.

Writing prompts, October edition ✨

Cw: implied drugging, plot twist ig, Deuce is. Very. Pathetic here. Enjoy??? Gn reader

3. Drool+Holding Hands ft. Deuce Spade

Deuce didn’t know how to handle himself when it came to you.

It was as if his body had worked on its own, moving closer to snuggle into yourself, taking in the scent of comfort that seemed to pour out of you with each passing moment. Entwining his fingers with yours, marvelling at how well they fit with his. The sheer amount of euphoria this experience granted him pushed him over the edge, shakily falling onto your lap, dizzy

“Redacted… do you love me?” He whispered out, shuddering at the feeling of your cold fingers tracing his neck

“I will always love you, Deuce.” The sweet smile on your face held every drop of adoration you had in store for this… puppy of a man you had wrapped around your arms

Sure, it took a little… nudging, for him to finally get over how shy he was, but you were patient. You’d wait for years if it meant that Deuce would be yours. Slipping small, unimportant doses of love potions into the lunches you worked so hard on for him was simply a precaution. Dealing with all those overblots sure gave you at least some sense as to how this world worked, and having a cute and loyal partner to help go through tough times together was certainly the least you deserved.

Deuce didn’t know how to handle himself when it came to you. And you were well aware.

Writing prompts, October edition ✨

Cw: reader’s kind of a creep ngl 💀

4. Obsession+Cuddling… ft. Rook Hunt

This wasn’t how it was supposed to go.

He had it all carefully planned out, how he was going to greet you, how your face should’ve contorted in confusion and fear, how he was supposed to disappear with a flourish without a word. He was a hunter, after all. His plans don’t fail, not when he’d spent all week lamenting over each and every possible scenario.

Except for one, much to his dismay.

“Rook…” there came your lovesick voice, his name dripping out your mouth like acid to the back of his neck “Rook… my pretty hunter…”

Could you truly call him a hunter? When he himself was the one cornered, back against the wall that just so happened to be yourself? When he couldn’t escape your unnervingly tight grasp around his waist?

You nuzzled your face into his hair, inhaling the scent of him, storing it in your memory blissfully. This was the life.

He was thankful, at the very least, that you spared him the shame of showing his face to you in such a reputation damaging position.

You couldn’t see the way his face morphed into one of pure terror.

You couldn’t see the way he shut his eyes closed to not see the mangled evidence of what used to be his dorm mate, now reduced to bits of shredded cloth on the floor of his room.

You couldn’t feel the way he trembled each time you opened your mouth to whisper something into his ear ever so tenderly, like how he was planning on doing to you.

His hairs stood on end when you ran your hands over his body, like he wasn’t even a living being, like he was simply a doll for your own personal entertainment.

Only the Seven will know how you managed to take away his magic, how you turned his perfect fantasy on him just like that. How you hunted the hunter.

He couldn’t, even in his wildest dreams, predict that you’d like being hunted, that you’d like his practiced taunts, to the point of studying them and using them on him.

And now he was stuck, in your embrace, never to see the light of day again. Living as your pretty little boy for the rest of his now pointless life.

Affection Ft. first year babies and Kyōki, my twst oc

This has been plaguing my mind for a while, so have this

Ace Trappola: He’s their little bitch boy

What gets him the kithies?

He himself is pretty physically affectionate, so it works out quite well with the two

Drapes himself over their back when they’re counting how much they earned this week, lays his head on their laps, hangs off their side

Yeah he’s like a kitten that simply won’t let you go, the asshole

It was glaringly obvious that Ace liked to be showered in love, so they did what any mother would do and absolutely smothered him in it

Hugs? Head pats? Getting his cheeks pinched? The worst baby names to ever exist????

Trust, they’ve got it all down

Calls him by their chosen name of Cenuora (means carrot, very affectionate)

He bites.

No, I will not be giving further comments on that.

He struggles a lot in school and getting passing grades, but he does try his best

And they know just how much effort he’s been putting in to get a good mark on his upcoming exam

Their study sessions are… something, that’s for sure :)

So when he came up to them with a hesitation he’s only shown on occasion, slowly handing them his paper with an 85% slapped on it (the highest he’s gotten so far)

They’re overjoyed

They take his face in their hands and give him little bunny kisses

You know that thing where you rub someone’s nose with yours??? That

Picking him up and spinning him around, they’re showering him with praises and forehead kisses too

“I knew you could do it! Awe look at my baby, growing up so quick~!”

He’s flustered, a pinkish glow on his cheeks, and a huge grin on his face as he hugged them back

He’s certainly gonna keep this up, and that’s a promise

Sometimes he doesn’t want any sort of touch, but wants to be near them, and they completely get it

They sit by him and read, while he stares off to space, revelling in how. Comfortable. This whole thing was

Deuce Spade: Resident mamas boy

Does he get kithies?

Sweet baby that has done no harm

Yes, he beat those students that were harassing him outside barely an hour ago, but that’s not the point here

One of the very first receivers of the mother’s affection (cuz he’s a good boy, obv)

He gets more kisses than Ace

He low-key brags about it to the other first years

Like look at him, he gets all giddy when they give him little pecks on his head, there’s no way he doesn’t sit there with THE brightest smile for DAYS

He’s usually there when they get back from work, so he gets dibs to sleep on the couch with them

They’re knocked tf out and he’s having the best time of his life

Grim is obviously gonna kick him in the face but that’s not the main focus

They’re. Large. To say the least. (Taller than Mal if you don’t count his horns)

So he feels a sense of security and overall comfort just being in their arms

He’s a sleep cuddler, ends up with his limbs tangled with theirs

As long as he doesn’t touch their hair in their sleep then they’re not complaining

He gets a lot of comfort kisses, in a way

Like he’s upset about not being a “good honour student” and they smack him upside the head and crush him in a hug

They’re not one for words, so he gets his face and head littered with kisses and his tears gently wiped away

And he’s staying in their embrace for who knows how long till he’s calmed down and ready to talk or just chill, it’s fully up to him what he wants

And if he ever needs help deciding? He’s got a “fuck it” kinda person right there to pick him up (literally) and drag him to their garage to take a ride around town on their bike (I forgot what motorcycles are in twst 💔)

Extra note that I deem important: They always style his hair when they get the chance. He’s got long hair, why wouldn’t they take the chance to play with it?

Jack Howl: Big boy, loveable boy, baby boy, fuckin’ simp

Ofc he gets kithies

Honestly, he took one look at them in the halls and determined that “oh yeah that’s my mom now.” And has been referring to them as such

Like bro showed up one night for dinner and they simply did not question it

How he got in, we’ll never fucking know

Earned the tittle good boy and he will never not smile like a baby each time they call him that

“Hm? Oh, there’s my good boy!”

Bro practically lives for that

Can and will throw hands if anyone says anything bad about them

Includes that crusty Housewarden of his :)

I do not like that smelly man.

Moving on.

He loves it when they clean his hair/fur, believe it or not

Will plonk himself down in-front of them with a brush in hand and stare at them with big hopeful puppy eyes till they drop whatever they’re doing to tend to his hair

Changes into his wolf form and all that just to jump on them when they’re sleeping

He does that in his beastman form too, just saying

He also likes putting his face in their hands

It just fits

Will sob if they scratch behind his hair

Has a habit of having his tail on them anytime he’s around

It’s just there

On their leg, arm, torso, anywhere

They don’t question that either

Him, Grim, and Sebek have arguments on who they should smell like for the day and they just

🙆🏾‍♀️ “chai what are there kids talking about” and leave

Has he gotten yelled at before? Yep.

Look. He’s cute nd all, but he walked into the house all muddy and they nearly died

He was just having fun, yes, but the damn rug they wrestled both Vil and Jade for???

He was not allowed in their home for a week.

Needless to say, he was devastated

Leona in all his stinky crusty glory had to drag a very sad Jack over to their dorm personally and ask what was going on and why his underclassman was at the dorm more often and crying now

Jack (and the rest of the first years) get a stern lecture on why the hell they shouldn’t step in their damn house with damned dirty selves and mess up the rug they ran two grown men’s fades for

Everyone gets a flick on the head after

And he’s been the cleanest mf since then

Not a speck of dust on his ass

Honestly kinda scary 💀

They’re kinda surprised but they give him his usual scratches behind the ear as usual

An extra kiss on the forehead if they’re tired and see the house fucking SHINING cuz Jack was there cleaning all day

Epel Felmier: The other bitch boy, just a tad bit more feral

Would he accept the kithies?

They’re both fuckin’ crazy.

Their his enabler, and he goes crazy

These two are a match made in hell for everyone but them

Vil cries himself to sleep every night knowing that Epel takes more lessons from them than his own Housewarden

Suck on my big fat man tiddies, Vil whatever your last name is

Epel loves when they do things together

Weather it be a walk or baking pie, he’s always down for some quality time

They’ve both got accents so it’s pretty comfy for them to just. Whip it out and fully understand what the other is saying despite how different they sound (Epel with his whole Yee-haw and Kyōki with their African mother talk)

He sees them as a role model

Like. They’re comfortable in their own skin, something he’s striving to achieve

And they’re more than happy to help

He likes going shopping with them as long as no one else joins in

Likes it when they carry him, and he’s gotten better at showing when he would like to be lifted from the floor and into their arms

He lowkey didn’t expect them to be anything more than some dude but ohohooo when they socked Vil out of his overblot? Views automatically changed

Will die if they feed him

He just likes little things, subtle ways of showing they care

And Kyō knows just how to handle situations like those

He also likes holding hands, surprisingly

If their hands aren’t occupied by either Grim or Ortho he’s sneaking in and grabbing them himself

Maybe it’s because of how big they are, or because of how unnaturally cold their hands are, ur he felt secure

Like no one could stop all this newfound happiness

Yknow the whole repunzel thing where she lets her hair down? Yeah these two parody it each time he has an etiquette lesson

He calls for his knight in shining armour and they stumble out the bushes with a dumb smile and use the worst voice acting possible to “persuade” him into taking a leap of faith out the window

They always catch him

Sebek Zigvolt: The family dog

Honestly, why does this mf get kithies?

Bro tried to yell at them first meeting

They gave him one look and this man shut down 💀

He's been following them ever since, thinks it's some sorta magic

They can't use magic.

There wasn't much warming up, he just kinda followed around and was like "oh wow this mf strong, better suck up to 'em"

Y'know, like how he did to Mal and Lilia

Look me in the eyes and tell me that's not how they met. You can't.

Say's THE weirdest shit. Ever.

I will not be listing examples.

Mix old ways of speaking with chronically online shit and add "Waka-sama" to it somewhere and I'm pretty sure you'll get it

At some point he just kinda. Started praising them the way he does to Mal

"MY KYŌKI IS THE SLAYEST"

blah blah blah, you get the picture

They're too tired to question it

He also bites.

Specifically their jaw and shoulder

How does this mf even GET there???

Guess we'll never know

He DEMANDS to be pet, and sometimes just takes their hand and puts it on his head

Needy lil bitch

I don't hate him, I swear

Sometimes he's a lil cute tho

Y'know when he's a little flustered and isn't his usual loud self?

That pretty much only happens if they give him a kiss on the nose

Or side-eye him, it works too

The former lasts longer, though

So when he's yelling a lil TOO much, they just pull him and give him a lil peck on the nose

And return to what they were doing previously because he's gonna be stunned for at least two hours :D

He probably starts being annoying on purpose 💀

Ortho Shroud: Little war criminal, baby <\3

ALL THE KITHIES IN THE WORLD

They love their robo son

Idia who? Nee-chan who?????

No that's his mom and mafia boss right there

Fuck his stinky, cheesy balled brother

I don't hate Idia either

They carry him a lot, despite him not needing to be lifted

Hugs hugs hugs

They found a way to style his hair and that's that

Very loveable omg

They're really calm with Him and Grim

Blatant Favoritism

What's there not to love about him???

He's a walking killing machine filled teddy bear of a child!

He enjoys turning his jets off and laying on them during the more quiet days

They deff commit arson

Idia cries himself to sleep every night knowing he's gotta bail his brother out of jail one day

Not really, these two have a streak of just not getting caught

Let's hope it lasts :)

He lovesss getting dolled up, so he raids their closet every now and then

Always with the tutu's

Can and will bust a bank with the prettiest pink dress on

I think their influence is a lil too strong

Grim: Best boy in the whole world, baby <\3

Kithies for DAYSSS

Baby.

Absolutely and completely

That's their first son

The first one they met before going on the carriage

Their one and only monster that shares his weird ass rocks with them to eat

He get's all their affection, hands down

Belly rubs, kisses, cuddles, anything, you name it

Get's so offended when they don't give him a hug

Like tf are you doing???

The one time they got too tired to pick him up when they got home, he cried and packed his little cartoon stick and handkerchief of a Tuna can and sadly walked out the house cuz he thought they disowned him

Abandonment issues go hard

Is ALWAYS on them

As long as they aren't at work, he's stuck on them like glue

In their hair, on their face, in their clothes, literally everywhere

They always have a little piece of grim in their braids and they don't know of they can even be mad

They're so gentle with him

He tried to bite their fingers off when they had to brush his teeth for the first time and they simply stared at him and left the bathroom

He came crying like those sad little babies

"D-do you not want me?"

NOOO BABY NOOOOO

HUUUUUUUGE soft spot for him

He bathes with them every once in a while, gotta not smell like shit somehow

He get's dressed up too (he loves it but still bitches about it)

Him and Ortho know they're the favourites and get away with so much shit

Extra note, Grim is about the length of their arm when he stands

Yes, Kyōki's massive

196.69 and quite muscular

Do with that information as you will

Dandelions

Intentions... With "Dandelions" by Ruth B.

Ft. Ruggie Bucchi and my OC, Kyōki Kaitekina

Where Ruggie want's to take the one he's fallen in love with someplace special, despite his weak knees

"So...?" they played with the rings on their fingers nervously, he had requested them to meet him alone and they had to make Jack watch him since he was the only other one available on such short notice, but the feline-like monster managed to slip away and join them anyway

"Y-You'll see" he wound up stammering, trying to keep his heartrate steady but the way they just existed less than 6 feet from him made him lightheaded 

They had slapped on a beautiful pair of lace-trimmed shorts and an o-ring crop top they originally wore a hoodie on top but had to leave it with Grim so he wouldn't be so anxious (which was then later left with Jack as he escaped, the poor wolf), and a nice pair of grey combat boots to finish it off, their goddess braids black but shining in the light, the blue-green highlights being accentuated 

And let's not forget their scent, Seven, they gave off such a mesmerizing scent he could sit there and bask in it forever 

They quirked their brow when he flushed red again out of nowhere, slightly concerned, but didn't say a word

Eventually, after about another five minutes of seemingly random turns, the two reached a wide open field of dandelions. 

They took on the view of white, green, and yellow, and carefully picked a few up, starting up flower crowns 

"Galleta" They looked up at his nervously standing self with a smile "come here, this one's for you"

"F-F-F...????" He couldn't say anything, just stared at the ground near their feet

"Of course!" They laughed, gently grabbing his hand and dragging him down to sit, placing the flower crown on his head with a proud grin on their face "I've never made a flower crown before, so I'm really happy to get to try it! Though I've never even seen anyone make one either... I think it turned out well?"

He felt the lopsided but sturdy crown of bright yellow dandelions resting on his head, carefully avoiding his ears even though it looked like it was close to falling apart 

"Yeah..." He blushed red, though he found himself shifting slightly closer despite his whole nervous system telling him to run away or they'd devour him

But, hey, what's so bad in being devoured by someone this hot?

After a few more flower crowns, they made some more for Ruggie and Grim, saving a few strong looking ones for Ortho to keep marked and placed a little point on them so they'd remember to pick

"Y'know, this reminds me of that song" Grim commented, and Ruggie couldn't help the nasty feeling of jealousy that fizzled up inside of him each time he saw Grim in their laps or resting in their chest 

How does it feel to be living my dream, damned Raccoon? Tch... he'd always think, biting his lip

"Oh yeah!" They smiled, quickly fishing out their modified phone and scrolling through some audio files 

Not long after, a few high piano keys were struck, and his ears perked up, listening to it intently

But he could not prepare his heart for the next things to happen

They started to sing. It was very deep, coming from the gut, but easily took a higher pitch when they wanted

"Maybe it's the way you say my name" They began, picking up another few dandelions "Maybe it's the way you play your game"

Game...? He stared at their calloused hands and how with every twist, they improved on the flower jewelry they were making Who are they talking about?

"But it's so good, I've never known anybody like you"  even though their words were still a whisper, he heard every one, and grew increasingly nervous at who they could possible be directing this song at "But it's so good, I've never dreamed of nobody like you"

Grim purred happily and rubbed his head against their chest, one he would give almost anything to lay on comfortably while they pet him like they did Grim

"And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime" his breath hitched, mind running millions of miles a second when he heard the L word leave their lips, and the whimsical but attractive look they gave him from under their undeniably hot lashes "And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine"

They smiled, placing their completed and tremendously improved flower crown and necklace around him, leaning back on the ground slightly as they looked at the white tufts around them 

" 'Cause I'm in a field of dandelions, Wishing on every one that you'll be mine, mine" they nodded to the beat, their lower and deeper vocals mixing well with the singers higher and airy tones "And I see forever in your eyes, I feel okay when I see you smile, smile"

I... Are they talking... about me? He gaped, hands trembling as he watched them pick one up and blow it in the air after a subtle pause 

"Wishing on dandelions all of the time, Praying to God that one day you'll be mine" they all watched as the seeds followed the path of the breeze and Grim hopped off, chasing after them "Wishing on dandelions all of the time, all of the time..."

They stood up, doing a little dance as they swayed, reminiscent of the tall grass and flowers, giggling to themselves as they turned to Ruggie, directing their lines to him

"I think that you are the one for me, 'Cause it gets so hard to breathe" they twirled, feet light but prominent as they moved "When you're looking at me, I've never felt so alive and free~ When you're looking at me, I've never felt so happy"

He stared, wide but loving eyes as they laughed at one of their missteps, holding their hand out to him as the song played lowly in the background

their next words made him feel like he was floating, in a blissful dream

"Ruggie...And I've heard of a love that comes once in a lifetime Dance with me...And I'm pretty sure that you are that love of mine " They smiled cheekily, patiently waiting for a reaction from him

and it was as if the universe was pushing this all to happen, as the music suddenly became louder, and a whole flurry of dandelion seeds exploded from behind him, the breeze pushing them towards their outstretched hand

He'd be a fool to reject.

And on they went for that evening, slow dancing as Grim messed around with the flowers and insects 

It was then that he made up his mind fully; He was utterly in-love with them and he wanted to spend the rest of his life with them

A. Thing. 🧍🏾

CW: Unhealthy relationship dynamics, implied drugging (a potion of some sorts), light mentions of death, Yan! reader x (character of your choice), l'm pretty sure I had someone in mind when I first wrote this, but it's been months and I have No Clue, lowkey disturbing. reader is manipulating mansplaining manwhoring this

Tell me if I miss anything :P

Heavy breathing.

The deafening sound of skin brushing against skin.

The shrill laughter coming from them made butterflies flare up in such a beautiful way in you.

"Haha! (redacted)!" They'd gleefully chuckle as you'd both roll around in the pillow fort you made together, tears forming in the corner of their eyes.

And you'd laugh right back, engulfing them in a loving hug they'd surely return.

They just loved you so, so much.

And you loved them too.

Enough to put them under a spell.

Enough to make sure all they thought about was you, you, you.

Because they loved you so much.

And you loved them too.

They'd cry and cry, but how could they be sad? When all they could feel was the tight pull on their heart when they saw you? When they heard your voice? When they tried to resist the spell you put them under?

Those were just tears of joy. What more could they be?

Their dead eyes meant nothing, so long as they gazed at you, and you alone.

They didn't mind when the people they were once close to vanished. One after the other

How could they?

They were too preoccupied with wedding plans to even think about their companions dropping like flies around them.

You'd speak, and they'd listen. Obey. Without question.

All because they loved you

And you loved them too.