I’m so excited to share this!!! ✨^w^ Out of the three days i participated in, this one is my favorite. It was really fun putting this one together and I hope you all enjoy it. ^^ <33
same as the rain prompt, it took me a moment to realize I already had an idea that fit in the week prompts only this time it hit me while listening to the song during a drive. The silent realization on my face was kinda funny 😁😅
speaking of it….
the song used in this fic is La vie en Rose. Specifically the version by Michael Bublé & Cécile McLorin Savant
highly highly recommend listening to it before reading my fic
im very proud of this one ✨🥰
Btw. La vie en rose or life in pink means (from what google told me) “to see life through rose-colored glasses" or “seeing the world through a positive, optimistic, and even romantic lens.”
I love that 😭💞
A French cinnamon braid (La vie en Rose)
Where there was once an empty porch, Sonic the hedgehog stood as a small gust of wind accompanied him. He was at Amy Rose’s house and with a deep breath he could smell the faint scent of bread baking. Feeling his mouth start to water, he knocked on the door and waited for the team’s infamous cook to appear.
Earlier that day, Amy sent a text to the group chat saying that she was trying some baking recipes today—of the pastry kind no less—and anyone was welcomed to stop by and have a bite.
Not one to refuse free food, Sonic came by with a book in hand. He was a bit early, but in his defense the day was already pretty boring.
The door opened and revealed the pink hedgehog he was waiting for; dressed in her red apron that was almost identical to her signature dress, if not for the white heart and abundant frills that adorned it.
She was admittingly surprised to see him so early, but she was happy nonetheless. “Sonic!” cocking her head slightly to the side, still smiling, “what are you doing here?”
“Well when you said there’d be food, I thought I dropped by” Sonic replied with a lazy shrug. She raised an eyebrow as she asked, “boring day?” It sometimes slipped Sonic’s mind how well his friends knew him.
He chuckled nervously as a finger came to scratch his cheek, “heh… that obvious?” Amy shook her head and stepped to the side so he could walk in, “a little too obvious if you ask me” she closed the door behind him—the others were sure to come so she left it unlocked.
Turning towards him she let him know “the food isn’t ready yet, so you’ll have to wait awhile.” Sonic turned towards her and smiled while holding up his adventure book “that’s alright. I’m covered”
Amy rolled her eyes. ‘Of course…’ she thought to herself. She made her way to the kitchen, “you could help me y’know.” Sonic looked back at her as he got comfortable on the couch, “yeah but it’s more fun watching the master at work” he said while adding a wink.
A small, pink blush spread across Amy’s cheeks lightly, but she kept quiet about it, turning away from him as she got back to work. If Sonic noticed, then he didn’t say anything—which she was grateful for either way. If he really understood the lengths of his effect on her, she wouldn’t hear the end of it. The last thing she needed was his ego inflating more than it was already.
Sonic was making himself completely at home, lounging on the couch entirely: his feet propped up on one armrest and his head resting on the other, accompanied by some throw pillows of course. It was good view of the kitchen and dining room, and sonic had to admit: he digged Amy’s open floor plan.
She was attending her braided cinnamon roll when the intro to a familiar song started to play, the French symphony of strings easing gracefully into the space.
“Hold me close and hold me fair,,, the magic spell you cast,,, this is la vie en rose~”
Allowing herself to enjoy the music, Amy lightly swayed back and forth as she worked, almost whispering to herself the lyrics as the male lead sang:
“~when,,, you kiss me heaven sighs,,,, and though I close my eyes,,,,, I see la vie en rose,,,,,~”
When the harmony came in, Amy sang right on time with the female lead; matching her word for word as they added gentle drops to the melody the male provided.
“~Quand il me prend dans ses bras,,, Je vois en rose,,,,,~”
Sonic looked up from his book when he noticed the change, how not only Amy started to sing, but to also ease into the presence of the song. How content she looked as she sang while adding the cinnamon blend to the dough and braiding it together.
“~And when you speak,,, angels sing from above,,,,, everyday words seem to turn into love songs,,,~”
They made it sound as if it was easy, the male starting “~give your heart and soul to me~” and the woman finished as Amy sang along to the echo “~and life will always be,,, la vie en rose,,,~”
Sonic wondered if Amy knew what she was singing about. Constantly seeing new places, Sonic picked up new languages quick and could engage in a conversation if he needed to. But he wondered if Amyknew what the lyrics said.
“~ Quand il me prend dans ses bras,,,~”
La vie en rose meant life in pink. Roughly meaning “seeing the world through pink, or rose, tinted glasses,” which if he remembered correctly, could stand for seeing the world with optimism and joy.
Or love…..
Which was undoubtedly Amy…
“Il me parle tout bas,,,~”
Amy sang in almost perfect French alongside the woman. Her kind voice a beautiful soprano that fit the woman from the song perfectly, as she worked on the cinnamon braid after slightly messing it up.
“~Je vois la vie en rose,,,,,~”
The male lead came in every now and then with a harmony that seemed to wrap gently around the woman’s voice like a ribbon, and Sonic felt himself become more relaxed as a warm feeling spread throughout him and caused his eyes to droop slightly in ease.
“~Il me dit des mots d'amour (every time you kiss me heaven sighs),,, Des mots de tous les jours (I close my eyes),,, Et ça me fait quelque chose,,,,,~”
Amy’s own eyes were hooded gently, and the smile on her lips was kind as her fingers moved deftly to braid the pastry; “(if only you would-)” all the while, singing alongside the woman as the chorus was sang in English. “-give your heart and soul to me,,, and life will always be,,,, la vie en rose,,,,~”
The instrumental break started to play and Amy took light, graceful steps as she took the pan of braided dough and danced towards the dining table in the open room concept floor.
She placed the pan down and focused her attention on properly arranging the bread rolls on its own flat pan, her feet continuing in their light bouncing and swaying to the music.
As the ensemble of strings played she danced her way back to the oven, the pan of rolls in hand. She even bent her knees low and twirled as she got up during the spiral the strings made, stopping right as the timer blared.
“~Il est entré dans mon cœur,,, Une part de bonheur,,, Dont je connais la cause,,,,,~”
She grabbed the bread loaf out of the oven and placed it on the stove while the bread rolls went in. “~C'est toi pour moi,,, moi pour toi dans la vie,,,,,~“ Amy set up her strawberry shaped timer “~II (Elle) me l'a dit,,, l'a juré pour la vie,,,,,~”
Her voice was still as kind and beautiful as before, and this time, Sonic knew enough of the song to mouth the lyrics of the chorus as the song ended. “~Give your heart and soul to me,,, and life will always be,,,,,,, la vie en rose~”
As the strings played the closing to the song, Sonic couldn’t help but feel this growing warmth and familiarity that put him in such comfortable ease. The warm, golden sunlight in the kitchen, the way Amy danced so gracefully and with joy and content as the final notes rang out, he was at peace….
eeerrrr has anyone ever thought of writing a violin tutor!gojo au where he teaches reader’s kid…then they start fallinf inlove thru a slowburn bc of the kid……. IDK...._:(´ཀ`」 ∠):
I need you to know how much I love Mal and Alex 🥹🫶 I just finished ch. 15 and to say I’m in the TRENCHES of this ship would be an understatement. You do such a fantastic job of showing the little moments (whether it’s the small thoughts Mal or Alex have to themselves, or the supporting moments from other characters) rather than just telling the reader. The little and big anxieties from both of them, the doubt, the fear, all of it! Not to mention how you handle the more sensitive/heavy points of the story. It feels so real, and not just slapped in there for the sake of angst (if that makes sense??) It really shows how much love and thought you’ve put into this 💚
Anyway, I could quite literally gush for hours about this fic but I’ll save my breath and excitedly wait for the next chapter to come out! Lots of love 🫶🫶!!!
This makes me so happy aaaaaaaaa 😭😭😭 This is such a thoughtful comment, I appreciate you so much! 🥺💛💛 Writing this story has honestly been all that I've been thinking about for the last 8 or 9 months or so, and since it's my first multichapter fic I'm taking a lot of care with it!! I always like stuff where it feels like all the little things adds up to a big picture, and I also really like introspective stuff :3 So I'm really happy that's showing through, and that you like the ship so much!! 😭
I really appreciate you taking the time to send me a message about it, and for taking the time to read it too!! 🥺💛 Really, it means so much!!! I hope you have a wonderful day!!
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