he had been constantly bouncing between ideas when it came to their wedding  ,  they’d been engaged for over a year and there had certainly been set backs  ,  with the string of disasters that seemed to follow the family around like a damn plague.  venom cleared his throat  ,  hand moved to go under dark’s shirt  ,  and up to his chest  ,  warm fingertips traced the skin gently  ,  a tired smile across his lips.

❛ it’ll be a while before we know what that is.  but we’ve been engaged for a long time  ,  and i was just thinking about that when i was at work.  i know we’re waiting  ,  because we have adrien and aleksy  ,  but if we wait until adrien’s old enough  ,  it’ll be a few years before we get to the altar…  was thinking that we haven’t had much time to plan  ,  so how about sometime  ,  we ask someone to look after the kids  ,  just for a few days  ,  so we can have a little vacation  ?  just time alone  ,  we haven’t been able to be much of a couple lately…  and we could plan parts of the wedding out while we’re at it… ❜

Looking back in the past, there were a lot of speed bumps and obstacles which prevented them from getting married in the first place. especially lots of death. Even for a short period of time when he broke up with Venom, he never really gave up on him, still gave him a chance believing he could be a better person, which he proved he can and he was happy where they are now.

                                                                   it was rare that venom had time to appreciate dark  ,  given their youngest  ,  adrien was still so young and required so much of their attention ( especially when it came to night feeds )  ,  but since he had finally managed to settle him down for the night ( he’d heavily insisted on doing such thing )  ,  he simply couldn’t wait to be with his fiance for a while.  a yawn escaped him as he went through the hall  ,  and down to his and dark’s bedroom  ,  it hadn’t taken long before he’d crawled into bed next to the younger.  one arm lazily draped over dark’s stomach and his head rested on his shoulder  ,  a soft sigh escaping the snake hybrid as he settled himself.

❛ that’s him down for a few hours  ,  i’m sure you’d be glad to know…  but i really need the sleepies  ,  and i know i won’t be able too  ,  darkimoo…  also had a thought  ,  about our wedding… ❜

@darkseptiplier

     the kiss was a blessing, a soft smile pulling up the corners of his mouth in response. “it will be,” he echoed quietly. that reassurance was exactly what he needed – the promise that edward also had a good feeling.

         “i still can’t believe it some days,” he grinned, nuzzling against his fiance’s shoulder. “but no, i don’t want to bother you with it – it’s so silly.” a quiet huff of annoyance at himself. “i do want to incorporate red, though.”

Archie, always afraid of ‘bothering’ him, even after he offered. He let out a chuckle, placing another kiss on top of his head. He couldn’t believe it either. One day, he was a miserable man, believed he can never love but here he was about to get married.

     he bristled, though any surprise quickly melted away in favor of relief at the touch. for a moment he couldn’t bring himself to respond, focusing instead on his lover’s hands. finally he unfolded himself, rolling his neck slightly before turning his ink-smudged cheek. 

          “i’m sorry,” he frowned. “it’s just – it’s in four months. it’s coming so soon, eddie. i want it to be perfect.”

He placed a quick peck onto his fiance’s head, trying his best to relieve any stress that ached in his body, hopefully his mind as well. Maybe if he helped him out a little, he can take a bit of stress out of him, although he had a plan to make it the perfect wedding that he will more than likely will never forget.

❦ @darkseptiplier ❦

     deep down, archie knew that none of this particularly mattered. he knew that, at most, there would be three or four people at his wedding – including himself and his fiance. but still, he’d dreamed of it for so long – he couldn’t resist planning. only archie bloom could stress himself out planning for a four-person wedding, hunched over an invitation that he’d messed up for the THIRD time. a heavy sigh as he put his head down, unknowingly smudging ink on his cheek as he did.

Something about Dark’s tone instantly dropped the king’s mood, but still, he was pretty high spirited. He kept a bunch of food in a blanket in his nest, but he couldn’t use that. He needed good food, fresh food. He needed to impress Dark with the finest fruits in the jungle.

He ran off into the treetops, searching for well over ten minutes before he came back. He had a small batch of only three bananas. They were perfectly yellow and looked completely untouched. He gently set them in front of Dark with a giant grin and waited to see what he’d think.

The king’s face lit up light a Christmas tree. “Okay!” he yelled, his hands papping the nest with excitement like a dog would. “What foods? I have lots of nuts and fruits.” he said eagerly with a smile on his face. He already knew what foods Anti liked best but he had already forgotten the other’s order. He was too excited that Dark seemed to really need something from him for once.

The king looked up for just a moment before going back and nuzzling Dark. He frowned, trying his best to make some sort of eye contact.

“No, I like Dark.” he let out quickly before trying to squish more of himself onto the small area of just Dark’s lap. “What do you want? I have foods and waters and shinnies and toys and rocks…” he went on, hoping Dark would accept at least something that he had to offer. “I want to make you happy…”

@darkseptiplier called for the king

The king pouted at the other, rolling over to lay in his lap with his stomach facing the treetops. He couldn’t make Dark smile, not once. He couldn’t make him laugh, and he didn’t seem to like being held. Not the way Anti did. Anti loved all of those things. He and the king would go running and they would blow bubbles and laugh together everyday, but Dark was so quiet and, frankly, boring. Almost as if he was just too sad to do anything, and that thought killed the king. He wanted everyone to be happy.

He hummed and nuzzled into the other’s side, trying to get his attention or at least get Dark to pet him.