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Day 1: Meet Cute
Characters: Seren and Neviam (Seren is 9 in this story and Neviam is 7).
Neviam lifted her face, letting the light and shadow dance across her pink skin. Bees hummed in and out of the pennyroyal. She inhaled its minty smell and continued on, delighting in the sound of her bare feet sliding through the leaves. A butterfly hovered over a cluster of white daisies, its wings shimmering like coins in the sun.
“Nev?”
Neviam jerked her head back, her black hair swishing past as she lifted her eyes to see a running figure coming down the path.
“Seren! I’m right here!”
Seren jogged up to Neviam, a grin spread across his lips, “I was looking for you. You said that you’d come down to the creek with me, remember?”
Neviam folded her arms across her chest, “I remember, Seren. I was just looking at the flowers.” Neviam sighed, turning her eyes back to the meadow. “I wish…oh, never mind.”Seren grabbed Neviam’s hand, letting his small fingers intertwine with hers, “Oh, come on Nev. You can tell me.”
Neviam looked up at Seren, eyes brimming with tears, “I miss my mommy. I wish she was here. I wish she hadn’t left me.” Neviam felt her chest tighten, her heart was so young…so tender…so easily broken.“Neviam, look at me.”
“No. I don’t want to.”
Neviam felt Seren’s smooth hand run down her jawline and lift her chin so their eyes met.
“I will never leave you, Neviam. I will never forsake you.”
“But how do I know? What if we grow up and you leave? What if you leave as mommy did?”
Seren shook his head, “No. I will never let you go.” Seren reached down and brushed a lock of his best friend’s hair to the side. “I will be here for you. Forever and always. I promise. And as a sign to show my promise…” Seren knelt down and picked a daisy from the ground, gently tucking it in Neviam’s hair, “Every time you see a daisy, you will remember how much I care for you. I’m not letting go.”
Neviam’s cheeks blushed, “Thanks, Seren.”
“Anything for my best friend. Now, are we going to the creek or what?”
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@smiley @whalekeeper @freedomwriter76 @euodia-vision @esther-cDay 5: Heartbeat
Ship: PeachFluff
MCs: Ara and November
Side Charries: Luna
“First Heartbeat” (In which the heart leaps for the first time.)
Ara’s fingers trembled against her lips as Luna continued her exam. She looked to the left, taking in her reflection in the nearby wardrobe mirror; pale, shaky…an utter mess.
She bit her lip, sucking in a deep breath as Luna finished, slowly sitting up, covering her head once again with her favorite veil. The younger woman looked up, forcing a smile, but Ara could see the pained, worried look etched into her face.
“So…? What did you find?” November’s voice sung through Ara’s ears, relieving a bit of the tension in her shoulders. He approached Luna from behind. He’d been pacing near the door for a while, eyes weary, though Ara knew he’d been trying to look strong for her.
Ara braced herself for Luna’s answer as the young woman stood, helping Ara to lower the top of her bodice.
“Well…everything seems to be normal. I don’t sense anything abnormal…”
“But…?” Ara whispered, unable to control the shuddering in her voice.
Luna swallowed, frowning a bit. She looked down, clasping her hands in front of her. She shook her head. Ara let out a small, strained sob, grabbing her temple.
“Listen…it doesn’t technically mean anything, Ara. Many babies don’t show a heartbeat right at the 6 week mark…”
“Then it could be normal right?” November asked, eyes brightening a bit.
“In theory, yes,” Luna smiled.
“But…there’s also a chance…” Ara said, eyes a bit dull. Luna met her gaze, smile fading. Her brows furrowed and she sighed.
“Ara…listen…there’s always a chance. But we have to trust that the Light One knows what He’s doing. We’ve been through so much. He wouldn’t fail us now.”
Ara squeezed her eyes shut, a few tears escaping. She nodded. Luna placed a gentle hand on her shoulder.
“Light be with you…let me know if you need me, alright?” Luna turned, saying goodbye to November. He smiled, though his face looked worn. He gave the younger lady a small hug.
“Please…feel free to come get me. Anytime,” Luna whispered.
“I will. Thanks.” Luna waved, exiting the room, leaving the two alone.
November sighed, turning to where his wife sat on the edge of the bed, trembling. He frowned, slowly approaching. He sat beside her, a gentle arm wrapping around her.
“Sweetheart?”
Ara stayed quiet, hands placed over the small bump on her stomach. It was finally becoming visible after around 2 months.
But still no heartbeat…
“Ara…?” November whispered, leaning his forehead into hers, lips brushing her skin.
“I just…” The brunette let out a small, shuddering breath, leaning against her husband’s frame. “I’m frightened…”
“Ara, you have to remember what Luna said…”
“But what if…?”
“You can’t think like that.”
A few seconds ticked by.
Ara leaned her head into the crook of November’s neck, pulling her lips taut. “My mother had complications, you know…I wasn’t even supposed to be born.” A wet laugh escaped her lips, “A miracle child, they called me.”
“You are a miracle,” November smiled, placing a kiss on her forehead.
“I just keep thinking…what if…what if somehow…it’s the same? If somehow whatever caused those complications was…passed down?”
“You can’t think like that…let me do the worrying,” November chuckled. “You know I can do enough for the both of us.”
Ara laughed a bit at that. She looked up into her husband’s shining eyes, her chest heaving with a sudden…guilt.
She choked back a sob.
November gasped a bit, reeling back slightly. “What…did I say something-Ara…?” November wrapped his arms around his wife, putting his chin against her neck, closing his eyes.
“What if I…what if I can’t…”
“Can’t what?”
“Can’t…give you children…? What if…what if I can’t make you happy?”
November’s heart dropped into his stomach, eyes widening. He turned, gripping Ara’s shoulder firmly, but not as to hurt her. With his other hand he turned her face to him, eyes more serious than ever before. He pulled his lips taut, blue eyes sparkling with unshed tears.
“Arabella Nadir…” He lifted her chin, gazing into her tear-streaked eyes. “I don’t ever want to hear you say something like that ever again. You could never. I repeat, never, make me unhappy. You…you are perfect. In every way.”
Ara heaved with uncontrollable tears, smiling a bit. “November…”
“No, you listen. You are beautiful. Wise. Heroic. And I wouldn’t be anything without you. I wouldn’t be here without you. Arabella Nadir, I love you. And nothing will change that.” November leaned close, until their foreheads touched.
Ara choked, a small laugh escaping. Before she could respond, November bent down, placing a kiss on his wife’s lips.
Electricity sparked between them, like it always seemed to do when they came together like this.
But this time…
They weren’t alone.
And only seconds after their lips touched, and soon after the sparks flew, Ara felt a jump in her stomach.
She gasped, pulling backwards, eyes wide. Her hand flew to her stomach, rubbing it gently.
“I-I…”
“Ara? What’s wrong?” November asked, worry creasing his face.
Ara’s mouth hung open slightly, and she covered it with her hand, a small smile appearing. She cried, looking up at her husband.
“What? What is it?”
“I…I feel it…November…”
“I feel the heartbeat…”
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#ProtectSebYeah I got the email and then I was going to compliment you on it but it then disappeared
But I love this story so much!! it’s so sweet
Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
-Thorne@smiley thank you!
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#ProtectSeb@godlyfantasy12 YUSSS!!! I haven’t seen the movie yet; want to, dying to see it, but when I saw the clip I nearly died of laughter!! Aww, I’ve been ‘stalking’ your charries for a while now and lemme just say, them’s the cutest couple ever!! ADORABLE XD XD!!!
Anyway, I wrote the next one:
Day 2: Daydream
Characters: Neviam and Seren
Trigger Warning: trauma
The room was dark. It reeked. Heavy odors coated the walls, the worn couch, the carpet. Even the small child that stood next to a towering woman was covered in grime and stains. Her tunic was nothing but rags, hair tangled in a mess of sweat and tears.
“You will never, ever be worth anything! You are a nobody! A stupid, worthless nobody! Do you know the time it took to birth you? Do you know the time it took to nurse you!? And for what? An extra mouth to feed? I’m done with you!”
“But mommy! Please, I promise to be better!” The little girl pleaded. A slap came towering down over her and across her cheek. Neviam whimpered, falling to the ground.
“You promised last time, stupid girl! This time I won’t tolerate it! This time I won’t give you another chance.” The woman stepped over Neviam, her shadow hiding her shivering daughter. “You are finished here. I am sick and tired of caring for you, feeding you, and waiting for your father to show up out of nowhere! I’m done! You are going to the basement, and you are staying there until I say you can come out!”
The woman grabbed Neviam’s hair and yanked her off the ground, dragging her. Neviam pushed and pulled.
“Please, mommy, no! Please…please…”
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“Please…please…”Neviam mumbled under her breath, eyes closed, heart beating.
“Nev? Are you okay?”
Neviam’s eyes shot open; white dots filled her vision before she became adjusted to the light again. “Yeah…yeah. I’m…I’m okayyy.” Her voice stuttered a bit. A chill ran up her spine. It felt so real.
Seren put his arms around Neviam and embraced her gently, his hands stroking her hair from behind.
“It was just a daydream. You are here. With me. Safe.”
Safe.
Safe.
Am I ever safe? From her?
Neviam let her body loosen, feeling the weight of her past lift. It was just…a daydream. This is reality. I’m here. With him. Safe. Loved. Together.hurt people, hurt others
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get saved, save someone else...you never know@whalekeeper lol!
I really enjoyed this one too. It was different and fun to write cuz I don’t get to write scenes with actual romance like this a lot cuz my charries are always beating around the bush or just flirting XD
it also shows how much I have grown
(in age and writing XD)
cuz I could NOT write a married couple correctly when I was younger XD. learning though!
Also, for those who maybe want to know more about Ara and Novembers struggles having kids, if anyone XD, Ara actually does have some complications with having children, and it is in relation to her mother’s condition, though they’re not entirely sure what that is. (Her mother was barren, so Ara IS a miracle)
Ara isn’t barren, but she does have a few complications.
Due to this, Bren is her last baby, as after him she is unable to have anymore (unless of course God stepped in) but they thought they were going to lose Bren. And as you read above, they weren’t sure in the beginning if Aaron was even alive/forming properly.
Aria was probably the easiest out of the three when it came to the baby’s overall health (why do boys have to be such problems? XD) but Ara was extremely weak/sick the entire pregnancy and even afterward (which scared November to death)
All three required c-sections
To put it gently, having kids was a struggle for my two darlings 😭 but…it’s one that they believe with all their hearts was WELL worth it, and while they would’ve loved it to have been easier, they wouldn’t trade the babies for anything.
And as for November…we’ll…you still can’t convince him that Ara isn’t perfect in every way 🥰
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#ProtectSeb@zemira aww!! Poor baby!! They seem so sweet together tho!
ALSO THANK YOU!!! GAH YESS MY NOVEMBER AND ARA (aka Novella and a variety of other ship names XD) ARE SOOOOOO CUTE!!!
I adore all the ships, but those two are the OGs and are just… *chef’s kiss*
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#ProtectSeb@godlyfantasy12 Yeah…I don’t think I’ve ever written a story without trauma in it XD That’s why Nev and Seren work so well together; Neviam with her trauma and Seren with his healing skills. I could rant so long about them!!!
And yus, I realized you loved ships a while back when I began stalking…I’ve been stalking for probably over a year now lol.
hurt people, hurt others
healed people, heal others
get saved, save someone else...you never knowDay 3: Feeling their pulse (yes, I totally am just binging these all in one night XD)
Characters: The same as the previous lol…
Seren sighed, raking his fingers through his damp hair. The waves from the ocean washing against the shore were a reminder of what was at stake here. Tears brimmed. His heart ached.
I let my guard down. I’m so sorry. Seren gripped his sides, bile rising to the surface of his mouth. Please don’t leave me! Hold on, I still need you. I swear, I will love you the rest of my life, Nev. Please, just…don’t leave!
The sirens circled overhead, and the ambulance’s lights flashed, casting an eerie glow on the water’s surface. Cops were watching him closely. But Seren didn’t care. All he cared about was her. Neviam.
I failed. I’m so, so, so sorry. I still need you…please…A sob broke free from his lips, and his body shook. Her body was laying on a medic table, about to be loaded. Blood on her forehead was the only evidence that the attacker left. It had knocked her unconscious, leaving her limp on the beach. Seren let the tears flow. He was supposed to be strong, but what could he do when his best friend was gone? It was a nightmare. Please. God, please…I need her. I still want her, I still need her. I was supposed to keep her safe. I was supposed to protect her.
“Sir?”
Seren looked up from his folded hands and acknowledged the officer above him, “Yes?”
The officer cleared his throat and drew a necklace from behind his back, “This was found on the victim…your wife?”
Seren shook his head, “She’s just…just a…close friend.”
“Well,” the officer shrugged his shoulders, “do you want this?”
Seren grabbed the necklace from the cop, “Thank you.”
“Of course. She…was very close to you, wasn’t she?”
Seren’s throat closed, “Yes, sir. I feel responsible for this whole mess. I was supposed to be…I was supposed to protect her. I promised her.” A tear slipped from his left eye; Seren quickly brushed it with the back of his hand. “I’m sorry, I know…it doesn’t appear I’m that strong or capable of protecting her, but I did make a vow…and a vow is a vow.”
“Son,” the officer placed a firm hand on Seren’s shoulder, “you are stronger than you believe. I know dozens of young men who would just move on from one girl onto another. Your commitment is something so strong, so unbreakable, I believe that that loyalty alone could revive her right now. You have a heart of gold, son. Don’t give up on her just yet. Go feel her pulse. And pray. Sometimes we just need to have a little bit of faith that love is the true healer of things.”
Seren wiped more tears from his face, “How is that possible?”
The officer didn’t answer, just pointed and said, “Go. She’s waiting.”
Seren swallowed the lump in his throat, looking down at the locket in his hands. I have to try. Hold on. I’m coming, darling.
—————————————————–Seren hovered over the unconscious body of his lover, watching, waiting for a sign of life. There was none. Being rushed to the hospital, she was put on IV’s, medicine being pumped into her blood system; now, Seren brushed back some of her hair from her face, staring at her beautiful face.
“Sometimes we just need to have a little bit of faith that love is the true healer of things.”Seren gulped, fear coursing through his lungs and almost cutting off his breath. I still need her, God. Please…Seren dropped to his knees on the hospital floor, his hands in hers.
“I’ll make it right, Nev. I swear, I will love you with everything I have…just, please, come back to me. I need you, Nev. Please. Come back to me”
Nothing.
Seren forced back more sobs, his chest heaving. Then, against the protocol of the nurses, Seren leaned over the bedside and gently wrapped his arms around his lover’s body. Heart to heart.
“Come back to me. Come back to me, Nev. Hold on, I still want you. Come back, I still need you.”His body shook. Shivering. He knew at any second a nurse could come in and kick him from the room because he was breaching protocol but he didn’t care. Heart to heart. His breathing slowed, and he let his head slowly fall so it touched her forehead. Then, he very gently placed his lips on hers. It was so silent in the room; just the two of them, one alive and one dying. This kiss was the last mark of peace he would leave with her. The last promise he would make to her. A silent promise.
Then…he felt it. His hands had moved up to her wrists, fingers entwined. It was so slight. Ever so slight. But it was…a pulse.hurt people, hurt others
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@godlyfantasy12 @zemira AHHH, Y’ALL’S SCENES ARE FANTABULOUS!!!!!!
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i love them so much!!!!! November&Ara and Seren&Nev!!!!! 🥰🥰🥰🥰
Oh, and
@EVERYONE
i’m currently trying to work on things for Days 2 and 3, since I missed them.
The daydream scene…Y’ALL…😭😭
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Soooooo, since I have some extra time on my hands and since I missed Day 2 and Day 3, I decided to go on ahead and write them!!!
So first, Day 2!!! (and I know it’s short, trust me, I know 😂)
This one, just….😭😭
Day 2: Daydream
MCs: Leon & Aadelheide
Footsteps echoed. She turned, hair billowing around her, smiling brightly. Her eyes widened at the sight of him. “Leon! Leon, darling, it’s me! I’m here!”
He ran to her. He pushed. He pumped. He ran as far and as fast as he possibly could.
She reached for him, still smiling, aching, reaching. “Leon, Leon, darling, only a little further!”
“Aadelheide!”
He jumped towards her. He jumped for his wife.
His fingers brushed against hers.
She faded into the sunlight.
Leon awoke with a start, sweat perspiring on his forehead. He groaned and slowly sat up, running his hands through the rough stubble on his cheeks and chin.
Silence filled the house.
The kids were asleep. Louisa was at her own home.
Leon was alone, and he was the only one awake.
He wished for what he’d seen in his dream. He ached for it. But it was never meant to be.
Greif slammed Leon in the chest, squeezing him from the inside.
She was dead. She was gone.
Their love was never meant to last forever.
His gaze strayed to the numbers forever tattooed on the inside of his left forearm; a symbol of everything he’d gone through…everything he’d lost.
Leon pulled his sleeve down, fast, angrily.
He didn’t want the reminders.
He didn’t need the reminders.
How could he forget what happened?
Why did he have to be tortured day in and day out with reminders of her?
Leon groaned and covered his face with his hands, sitting up in bed, quiet, abandoned.
And completely and entirely alone.
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