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who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Maribel - 08-17-2016
It's short but yes, she misses her Rom RE: who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Romek - 08-17-2016 ROMEK
Everything had happened so fast, and he felt ill adjusted to it all. At times he felt overwhelmed, with the sudden responsibilitites, the insta-family, the friends… It was a shock to the system. And sometimes he had to escape it all. He found refuge in the forest, the meadow, as his children grew and desired their independence. He missed his sunshine, though. They hadn’t spoken for a little while, and while that wasn’t too concerning because they were both rather busy horses (or rather, she was busy, and he was busy looking busy), she was always on his mind, or at least on the back of it, radiant in her sun-gold and her splendour. He hears his name being spoken, and he recognises that voice almost instantly. He scans the crowd of horses for her face, and, finally alighting upon her familiar features, he smiles and heads towards her, to wrap her in a warm, strong hug. ”Maribel.” he says softly, more to himself than anything. ”I have missed you.” because the time for shyness and hidden feelings was past now, her little shining star of a heart had melted him and his ice. Had she missed him, though? fuck all your dreams, they’re not all they seem ROMIBELROMIBELROMIBEL<3 RE: who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Maribel - 08-18-2016
OMGOMGOMG <3 the feels! RE: who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Romek - 08-22-2016 ROMEK
~*~*~humpytimes~*~*~*~ and then… He draws the beautiful girl closer towards him, burying his nose into her mane gently. Of course, he had never thought he would be in this kind of position, didn’t believe that he could ever be so lucky. But he liked it. It was weird, but he liked it, he decided. He could get used to it. In that moment he decides he can never lose her and her light, her warmth, her radiating self that seemed to be an opposite of him, and she balanced him out, filled the corners with her luminosity. He will let no harm come to her, or let her light be dimmed by anything. ”Mari,” he says, drawing back to look her in the eye. ”Shall we be each others’?” fuck all your dreams, they’re not all they seem sorry 4 bad grammar i am SO TIRED. RE: who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Maribel - 08-23-2016
yaaaaaay for love <3<3 RE: who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Romek - 08-29-2016 ROMEK
Romek had never thought himself one for romance. In fact, quite the opposite. All of his life he had thought about how he was so unworthy of anything, how he didn’t deserve this-that-the other, and how much of a failure he was, a failure and a loser. And it seemed, now, the stars had aligned perfectly to create a happy little constellation: him, and his Maribel, their three children, the Tundra, his position, coming to terms with his past, pushing for the future. He’d never thought to look at the stars before, until Mari had brought them down for him, and wore them still brightly shining on her skin. ”Always, then.” he says, pressing himself closer to her, his beating heart, his night sky, and warm dawn. He feels sleepy, wrapped tightly in her embrace, his every sense full of her. ”We should do a sleep,” he suggests, with a small smile. No doubt their act of exertion had taken it out of both of them, and he wanted nothing more than to fall asleep beside his woman, and then wake up beside her, every day for all of the future. fuck all your dreams, they’re not all they seem RE: who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Romek - 08-31-2016 ROMEK
Maribel is ginormous. Of course, he has very limited experience with pregnant mares, so he doesn’t know exactly how it should go, but it seems that the other mares of the Tundra who are also expecting are just a smidge smaller. Well, a lot smaller. He worries that maybe something is wrong, or that she is expecting so many babies her body can’t deal with it. He’s done everything he can to help her, although he doesn’t really know what to do in particular. It’s something he’s never experienced. But it is not a nice feeling to see her struggle and not really be able to help her with it all. He has been enjoying waking up next to her, their children and her warm, growing belly every morning. His protectiveness has kicked up a gear, too, and he finds himself doing more-than-regular patrols of the Tundra, and has even considered whether he should escort Mari outside of it, although he knows that she needs her space, and time to herself. This morning, they are cuddled together, as usual, alone – the kids off playing, being independent, growing up. ”It can’t be too long now, can it?” he was looking forward to meeting his newest child (or children). fuck all your dreams, they’re not all they seem craptacular post, i am sorry RE: who cares if hell awaits? Romek - Maribel - 08-31-2016
you're words are beautiful. Romibel for prom king and queen 2016. |