since its pride month, we and bf @scolopendra777 have decided to collaborate to celebrate it! im so lucky to have him in my life <3

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since its pride month, we and bf @scolopendra777 have decided to collaborate to celebrate it! im so lucky to have him in my life <3
5 MORE FUCKING DAYS PEEPS ITS 5 MORE DAYS TILL I SEE MY BOYFRIEND OMFGGGGG
hey i made another tick tock
the fact rhat zerako has fire powers makes this even funnier get his ass z
Boston
A few more clicks on my computer screen and the meeting is ready to go. My face blinks back at me from the box at the bottom of my screen. The green dye has washed out of my hair, so I look almost blonde from the bleach. A lock of hair falls out from behind my ear, and I tuck it carefully back into place. Perfect.
My meeting with Mr. and Mx. Krader doesn’t start for a few minutes. I’m planning their wedding, but it’s more like they’re paying me to be their assistant. It’s kind of irritating, being told what to do when I’ve studied art, design, and business extensively, but I don’t let it bother me. I know my worth, and the Kraders are paying well for my services, even if that’s just writing things down. I need the money because I’m going to propose to Anya next week.
Holy crap. I’m going to propose to Anya next week. Every time I think about it I’m overwhelmed with worry. That only ever happened before when Selena was missing.
I’ve planned plenty of weddings; I’ve heard plenty of happy stories. Someone did hire me to do their divorce party once to spite her ex, but he was a drunkard. Anya and I don’t drink.
And then there’s the question; will she like the whole marriage idea, even though we’re aromantic? She did ask me on a strictly platonic date, and then we went on several more, and now we’re living together and it’s hard to imagine loving anyone more than I love her, but what if the commitment seems too romantic? I just want to be with her forever. What if she doesn’t? What if that’s not what she meant when she said that she might be aromantic, but she could still love people and want to be with them and have kids with them-
I’m overreacting. There’s no reason to think that way. There’s actually a lot of reason to think the opposite. The way she looks at me when we’re at a wedding I’ve planned. The way I’ve walked in on her trying on her own wedding dresses more than once, and caught one in her sketchbook with a green sash and a layered skirt, with a sweetheart neckline and lace sleeves--the culmination of her favorite dresses. I have no reason to be worried. We’re a couple, just like everyone else, but without the romance. We’re partners. We’ve lived together for a year and a half now.
The Kaders appear on the screen in front of me. I greet them politely before they drone on about things I already know. Anya sits down across from me. She looks unnaturally serious dipping her carrots in ranch. Her black hair is tied into a bun, and she opens her green sketchbook to work.
I try to tune back in to the Kraders, but they’re just so boring. Anya looks up at me. I stifle a laugh. She’s got carrots sticking out of her mouth to look like a walrus, the ends dipped in ranch. She bites down and they drop onto their plate. This time I can’t help but laugh.
I try to glare at Anya, but I can’t bring myself to do it. She knows the Kraders get on my nerves.
I apologize to the couple. “Sorry, Mr. and Mx. Krader. My partner is a little immature.” Anya is very immature, but it’s one of the things I love about her.
Anya rolls her eyes at me and sticks her tongue out. I giggle.
“Again, I’m so sorry. I’m going to go to my office.” I turn off my video and wink at Anya. She waves, carrot cigar hanging from her mouth.
I can’t wait for the rest of my life with her.
thankfully, this one turned out to actually be fluff! the prompt was, “one of them has a boring zoom meeting, the other makes silly faces”
ah I love Boston and Anya so much. they love each other so much and theyre aroaces ahh