Azura: Pluviophile, “It’s okay to love me. Please, love me.”,
Camilla: Hot spring confession,
Corrin: Tea time Confession,
Forrest: mtf trans reader; real gender reaffirmation hours,
Leo: I have no future if it’s not with you,
Niles: Bloodied and Beautiful, Season’s Delight,
Odin: Uncanny, “God, you really have no idea how amazing you are.”,
Reina: “Is it okay to want you all to myself?”, “I just want to show you how much I love you.”, “I’ll kiss away the pain, doll.”,
Ryoma: self insert vent piece, Hoshido’s new queen, Ryoma kidnaps the summoner Because He Can,
Shigure: Soulmates; red string of fate, Euphonious,
Shiro: “When do you want these back?”,
Takumi: Fallen Takumi “If you leave me, I’ll die!”, I love you “said not to me.”, “I don’t mind sharing, as long as I’m with you.”, remember to remind Takumi how much you love him!, Sydney tries to write away her bad habits (and fails) part 1, Comforting him after a particularly bad nightmare, Brittle,
Xander: “I want to touch you so much I can hardly hold myself back,” “If I don’t protect you, who will? You can only rely on me!”, Xander comforting his commoner s/o,
Okay I got a request through dms so here is the full context:
I'm so in love with this prompt ❤️
Forrest response to a confession letter
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Dear Y/N
Words cannot describe how happy your letter made me. I'm extremely flattered by your words and you don't need to apologize- for feelings aren't something you should feel ashamed of. I'm actually happy that you decided to share them with me.
So, although I'm not sure how my father will react, I hope we can become lovers rather than remain as friends. Truth be told I always admired you, ever since we first met I still remember how strong you were. Of course over that time you've only become stronger and I always look forward to our meetings, even if just so I can see your progress as a person. It almost feels weird to think it's been just a year, because I feel like I've known you for years. We grew so close I can't imagine my life without you by my side.
hi!! I'm sam! I use she/they pronouns and im an mcyt writer!
rules:
when sending in requests specify preferred pronouns, if they're not specified gn!pronouns will be used :)
I don't write for anyone who's uncomfy with things being written about them
i won't write heavy angst just bc i don't really know how to write that
i won't right nsfw for minors
i won't write full nsfw at the moment, I'll take suggestive requests but not full on smuts
i don't write for the minors romantically most of the time, it depends on the situation and the ask
who i write for:
dream
george
sapnap
karl
quackity
punz
poly!ships x reader (as long as they're okay with ff being written about them)
SBI (platonic unless stated otherwise)
tommy (platonic only)
Tubbo (platonic only)
ranboo (platonic only)
smaller streamers i write for:
forrest_exe (go check him out on twitch!! he's super funny :D and cute)
I'll extend this list soon! if there's a smaller streamer you'd like me write for send their user in and I'll try and get a grasp on their persona, granted that they're okay with fanfic being written about them :D
masterlist and stuff will be tagged under: #samsnavigation
random stuff/drabbles will be tagged under: #samsaysstuff
Author’s Note: Writing a Forrest story was such a goal for me. So happy to finally be able to think of one. I really enjoyed writing this. Plus my love for Forrest has resurfaced...HELP!!! Heh! Hope you all enjoy!
Your heartbeat didn’t fail to increase in speed when he entered the store, slowly approaching you at the counter. You were definitely not ready for this. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
“I can’t tell you how happy I am that you’re here Y/N!”
Maxine, your cousin happily shouted as she drove you to town. You were more than happy to manage yourself, but she insisted she’d pick you up from the train station.
“Well I’m glad to be here with my favorite cousin after ages, so the feeling’s mutual” you replied smiling, brushing the hair off your face. Halfway through the journey, Maxine noticed the gas was running low. And that made you worry.
“Perfectly alright...I believe we are saved” she assured you, indicating the gas station that was ahead of them.
Cricket Pate emerged from the restaurant to find Maxine get off her car, along with an unfamiliar face.
“We’re in need of gas, handsome “ Maxine called out to him.
“You’re not even gonna introduce me to your friend Maxie?” Cricket asked, with an adorable smile.
“Actually it’s my cousin...” Maxine replied, turning to you, “Y/N...Cricket...Cricket...Y/N!” She said, as you and Cricket shook hands. “Y/N is a wonderful Seamstress,” she continued, while Cricket helped out in filling the gas.
“Is that so? Maybe you can fix me up a nice suit...” Cricket said, “Heheheh...maybe I will” you laughed while you stood next to him. Maxine walked around to look.
“The Bondurants ain’t around today?”
“Jack and Howard ain’t ...but I bet Forrest is ” you slowly moved back, while you looked at the restaurant, listening to Cricket’s reply,
“Ah!-“
You backed up too far, only to get your heel caught in the gas hose pipe, thus falling backwards.
But suddenly, a strong hand caught you by the shoulder, letting fall on a broad chest instead of the hard ground.
“Just in time, Forrest!” Cricket laughed.
For a split second you felt the safest you’ve ever felt, in the arms of a stranger you haven’t even laid eyes on. In that realization, you slowly turned to face him. He looked strong, but gentle. He seemed he could be tough, but the warm features in his face begged to differ. Enamored you were by him, that you were positively speechless.
“Y’ alright?” The southern drawl was quite visible in his deep voice.
You wanted to answer, but no voice came out.
“Oh Forrest, thank you so much” Maxine’s voice made his hand leave your shoulder as if it caught fire. He grunted in acknowledgement, and then walked into the restaurant. But as you both got back into the car, you saw him come out, standing there by the porch to watch you leave.
You let out a deep breath, as the car started to move, and his figure started to vanish from your sight.
“What the hell happened to you??”
You sighed, “I don’t know...” turning to face your cousin.
“Sweetie, I think it’s time you learn about the Bondurant brothers ...including the Legend that is Forrest” --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
A new town, a new workplace seemed quite ideal ever since your parents passed away. So your Aunt and Uncle were simply angels when they asked you to come live with them in Virginia. And helping out with their clothing store did not seem like a bad idea.
The next morning, you stood behind the counter, ready to take on anything, excited to put your previous years of dress making experience to good use. Customers came in, and it was business as usual. You were carrying a few boxes of ribbons when Maxine called you over.
"Y/N! I want you to meet Bertha Minnix" she said, putting her hand on Bertha's shoulder. The both of you exchanged greetings as soon as you managed to put the boxes down.
"Maxine, is there a way I could get a dress made?" Bertha asked.
"I'd be more than happy to make one for you" you heard yourself reply in enthusiasm. You immediately liked Bertha, who seemed like a sweet soul. She smiled in glee.
"Any special occasion, if I may ask?" you inquired, as you started taking in measurements with your tape. "I wanna wear this when I meet Jack" Bertha replied in a soft voice, looking over at Maxine with a smile, whose jaw dropped.
"Jack? As in Bondurant?" Bertha nodded proudly, "Actually, we were talking just now... the other brothers came with him to town as well..."
Thankfully Maxine was present to listen to the rest of her story, for you didn't hear anything after 'other brothers'. Sudden excitement filled you, hoping you could catch a glimpse of Forrest. You focused yourself, as you wrote the measurements down in your book. The bell rang as the shop’s door opened, and a young man in his late 20's entered the premises. He seemed to know what he needed exactly, for he walked straight over to the elderly woman, who was looking through some material.
Though you were far away, you did hear there was a slight commotion between them. You were not the one to pry, but you could tell the woman was in distress. In the corner of your eye, you caught the man forcefully taking a fistful of cash from her, and exit the shop.
"Is everyone alright ma'am?" you asked the woman as you approached her. She sighed,
"My son-in-law...Terrence...every time he's out of money for gambling…He’d come look for me. He-"
You angrily stormed out, finding young the man on the road.
"Excuse Sir! SIR! Terrence!" you called out loudly, stirring the attention of all those around him.
The man sighed, turning around. You slowly walked out of the shop. "I believe you forgot to return the money to your mother-in-law" you spoke calmly but with a hint of firmness. "She seemed to have worked hard for whatever she had earned, so as the younger folk, we outta to be more appreciative, don't cha think?"
Everyone's eyes were on Terrence, his eyebrows furrowed, as he clenched his jaw in anger. "Nobody asked you, lady!" he called out, as he started to walk towards you with fists ready. Your eyes widened in fear, regretting your actions completely.
A huge force pulled you by the hand, and you were moved to the side, ending up behind Forrest Bondurant. Terrence stopped dead in his tracks by the mere sight of him.
"Just give back the money Terrence, you know this ain't gonna end well" Forrest said casually, with his hands in his cardigan pockets. You stood so close to him; you felt his figure towering over you, as if he was a shield to guard you from all that was horrid. Terrence took a few breaths, before finally pulling out the money from his pocket, handing it over to you.
You slowly reached out to grab it, still standing behind Forrest as Terrence left cursing.
You opened your mouth as Forrest turned to face you, but the moment your eyes caught his, you were suddenly speechless again. Your cheeks started burning, thus forcing you to close your mouth, looking down shyly.
Confused, Forrest cleared his throat to say something.
"Forrest! Come on, we gotta go!"
The man, who could possibly be Howard Bondurant, called out to him. Forrest nodded at you, before leaving you to oneself as he headed to his brothers.
"Seems like that cousin of Maxine’s has some guts huh?" Howard chuckled, as he walked along with Forrest, who merely grunted at that remark. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
You felt idiotic to even hope you'd see Forrest around the area the next day. You felt more idiotic when you realized what an embarrassment you were, every time you tried to talk to him. As you stretched yourself at the counter in the afternoon, you looked over at Maxine,
"Would you mind if I step out for a minute?"
"Sure thing doll..."
With your hands behind your back, you casually strolled around town. Suddenly you felt a tug on your dress. You looked over to find a little boy next to you.
"Mrs. Nelson wanted to thank ya for yesterday, so she was wondering if you'd like to come over for tea" you suddenly remembered the elderly woman from yesterday.
A few minutes later, you were walking yourself out of town, off for tea. Touched by her invitation, you accepted and promised to be there within an hour.
As you walked, Forrest stood a few feet away, watching you from afar. Motioning that little boy over, he asked:
" Ya know where she off to?" --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Instead of human chatter and stuffiness, the sound of crickets and the cool shelter of the trees kept you company as you walked along the path in the woods. You've walked for quite a while, but so far no sign of any house or any place inhabitable.
Just when you began to question all this, you were startled by the sigh of Terrence, suddenly emerging out from the trees in front of you.
"Terrence..." you said, "What are you doing here?"
You almost lost your breath when Terrence pointed a gun at you, with his finger on the trigger.
"You're such a pain in the ass, ya know that?" he said, through gritted teeth, "New girl in town...and going around tellin’ us what's right and wrong..."
"I don’t blame how you feel..." you replied, putting your hands up, "But you shouldn't take advantage of people like Mrs. Nelson. I-"
"SHUT UP!" he roared. You closed your eyes in fear.
"Terrence!"
Opening your eyes, you found Forrest standing next to you, with a gun pointed at Terrence. But the stubborn young man did not seem to back down by Forrest, as he continued to point the gun at you.
With a sound of a huge bang! You found yourself covering your ears as the gun flew off from Terrence's hands when Forrest expertly shot it off of him. The sound was so loud, resonating in your ears, you found yourself running into Forrest's arms, and he held you by the shoulder.
Hands shaking, Terrence looked down at his damaged gun, then over to Forrest.
"Don't you ever lay a hand on her again, ya hear?" Forrest addressed him.
Whimpering, Terrence quickly ran away, disappearing into the woods.
You continued to take deep breaths to calm yourself, as his giant frame protected you. The soft cardigan of his that brushed against your cheeks, made you feel calmer. An indescribable feeling lingered in you, as if being near him brought you the best feeling imaginable.
Forrest grunted in surprise as he felt you wrap your arms around his back, embracing him tightly.
“I-I’m sorry...” you began, finally able to speak, “Thank you...” you continued softly, voice slight muffled as you spoke into his chest. You felt his body move a bit as he put the gun in his back pocket.
“Ah...it’s alright” you heard him reply softly. Chuckling, you slowly looked at him, accidentally brushing your nose against his heavy stubble chin. Aware of your gaze, he quickly looked back at you with a wide-eyed expression.
Some Moments in life can be quite mysterious and unexplained, for at that point, you were feeling deep feelings of affection and attraction for a man you’ve only met 3 days ago. A man who has given you the best feeling of safety and comfort, with just his presence alone, a man who also happened to be quite easy on the eyes.
Standing on your tiptoes, you balanced yourself by placing your hands on his chest. Forrest looked as confused as expected. Pushing yourself up, you closed your eyes, as you kissed him softly on the lips. His lips found it surprising in the beginning, but didn’t take that long till they responded in kind, by gently latching on to yours. A rush of euphoria went through you as his hand rested on your back. You moved your hands up, fingertips getting contact with his cheek in light touches, which made him dip his head lower, in hopes of getting a better access to your mouth. The hat slowly slipped off his head, causing both of you to break off the kiss.
Bending down quickly, you picked up his hat, dusting it off embarrassingly.
“Uh...” clearing his throat, he went:
“Go on home”
You nodded without hesitation, handing him his hat. You felt his gaze on you as he stood there, keeping a watchful eye, as you headed back.
The magical encounter with Forrest Bondurant’s lips distracted you ever since you last saw him in the woods. And it distracted you still as you tended to customers at the shop the next day. The distraction was so strong, that some sentences that came out your lips didn't make any sense. Maxine simply blamed it on sleep deprivation in front of the customers. But the moment they turned away, you’d get a smack on the head with her asking,
“What the hell is wrong with ya today?”
Before you could answer, the door opened, revealing the one person you were aching to see.
Your heartbeat did not fail to increase in speed as Forrest Bondurant approached the counter. Taking a deep breath, your mouth formed a friendly smile.
“Good Morning, how can I help you?”
Contrary to his built, he appeared to look like lost puppy with dopey eyes, which you could not help but find adorable.
“I uh…” he began, “came to see…if ya were alright”
“Oh!” you quipped, “Oh…I’m fine” the more you spoke, the more confident you felt, “Actually, I wanted to say, you saved me so many times…and…. I never got the chance to properly thank you. Thank you” You added softly, with a warm smile.
Forrest nodded awkwardly, followed by a grunt. Nodding back, a part of you felt sad if this will be the only conversation you’ll ever have with him.
Suddenly he spoke:
“I don't think…we’ve been properly introduced”
You opened your mouth in realization; “Of course…” you extended your hand, “Y/N Y/L/N”
“Forrest Bondurant” he replied, taking in yours with his, giving a firm shake, “Miss Y/L/N…” he paused, taking in a breath:
“Would it be alright if I call on you sometime?”
The sun seemed to have hidden inside of you, for suddenly, it was dawn in your heart, and your face was adorned with the biggest smile in all your existence.
Can I have some cute Forrcress coffee shop au fluff? <3
(Mama Mary you’re too good to me! You know how much I love my husband! This prompt is just, amazing! I hope you enjoy!)
Forrest: Coffee Shop Barista who only got the job because he needed money for sewing materials a year ago but just never left
Cherry: Tired College student who doesn’t like coffee but keeps going back just to see Forrest who she has a gigantic crush on
THE CHARACTERS IN THIS STORY ARE DEPICTED AS 18+
BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
“Ughhhhhh…whyyyyyyy?”
BEEP! BEEP! BE-
Cherry hit the top of her alarm clock with her fist. Despite going off at the same time every morning, getting up for classes just left her exhausted. Thankfully her professor was generous enough to not count her late on account of the distance between her apartment and the lecture hall. At least if she got up now, she would have enough time to visit that little cafe on the corner before the campus.
Despite being half asleep, her cheeks flushed a light red as she thought of the Cafe, or more specifically, one of the baristas. Cherry recalled the first interaction she had with him. When she had first saw him, like with every other first interaction he had with strangers, she hadn’t noticed he was a man. He dressed quite femininely, with beautiful blonde curls, light, stunning skin, and his eyes….They were an intense gray, like a rainstorm without remorse, but they sparkled in the morning light with hope. Just looking into them, nothing else in the world mattered..she could stare into them all day long.
Unfortunately, she realized she hadn’t even moved up to the front of the line. After apologizing profusely, she tried to find something to order, but couldn’t decide for the life of her. Seeing her struggle, he spoke,
“Having troubles, darling? If I can give a recommendation, might I suggest the Caramel Cyrkensian Cappuccino? We get many students here in the morning looking for something to wake them from their slumber, and this has been a favorite among them.”
Normally, Cherry despised coffee. She only went there that morning because she was recommended by her good friend Corrin, who day after day sang the cafe’s praises until Cherry gave in and decided to give it a shot. But seeing as the barista made the effort to help her, she wasn’t going to let that opportunity slide.
Cherry spoke,“That sounds good, can I get a medium?”
The barista’s eyes lit up upon hearing her request, knowing in their heart that this poor student would get the energy she so desperately needed to survive her classes.
“Of course, darling, one medium Caramel Cyrkensian Cappuccino coming right up! Can I get your name for when it’s ready, love?”
“C-cherry..”
The young barista smiled before responding,
“Cherry? That’s such a cute name, it fits you well. Would you like anything else, dear?”
Barely managing to peep out a “no thank you”, The blond haired barista spun on their heel and set to work on the girl’s drink. As they worked, Cherry couldn’t help to notice that they didn’t even bother to measure the ingredients, clearly knowing how to make the drink by heart.
“Huh, I guess they were right about having a lot of customers order this.” Cherry thought to herself.
It was amazing to see how diligently her server worked. They didn’t hesitate for a moment, mixing ingredients and preparing the container without breaking a sweat. In no time at all, her medium cappuccino sat in front of her next to the register, the caramel drizzled onto the top making it look insanely appetizing.
“Here you go, one Caramel Cyrkensian Cappuccino! I hope you’ll enjoy it!”
After hearing their voice, Cherry snapped back to into reality and looked through her wallet as she spoke.
“How much is it?”
Distracted by her rummaging of her wallet, she almost missed when he spoke,
“Don’t worry about it, darling, it’s on the house.”
Cherry froze in her tracks and quickly looked up to the barista. There was a smile on their face that made her heart skip a beat.
“N-no, I couldn’t possibly not pay for this-”
The young adult shook their head at her response.
“Nonsense love, it’s my treat. A cutie like you has other things to worry about than a simple coffee.”
With a wink, they left Cherry dumbfounded. Why would they treat her this nicely? The two had never even met before, but they were kind enough to pay for her own coffee?
“T-thank you, that’s very kind, especially from s-such a beautiful lady as yourself…oh, it just occurred to me I never got your name…”
The server’s face turned to a smile and their head tilted to the side as they spoke,
“My name is Forrest. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance Cherry. Though I must say, as unlikely as it seems, I’m not a woman, but I thank you for the compliment.”
Cherry felt her heart drop before she could even reach for her drink. She felt tears beginning to prick at the corners of her eyes as she realized what she’d done and attempted to respond.
“O-oh my god…I’m so sorry, I didn’t mean to assume, ummm, I’m sorry…”
The young man simply wiped away her tear with a napkin before speaking,
“Please darling, don’t cry. I promise I’m not offended, people mistake me for a woman quite often. This isn’t the first time, and it certainly won’t be the last. So please, there’s no need to apologize. Someone as adorable as yourself shouldn’t be seen with tears in her eyes.”
Cherry took a moment to compose herself before picking up her drink. She gave an embarrassed thank you as she took her drink and turned to walk out before she heard Forrest call out,
“Have a nice day Cherry darling, I hope to see you again.”
Cherry turned towards him and said back,
“You too, I’ll come again soon, I promise.”
Little did they both know, Cherry would be back the next day, and the lovely Forrest was just as excited to see her as she was to see him.
Hello, yes, I would like the quality ForrCress fluff?
Some ForrCres fluff for the best mom in the world! Thank you for enabling my Forrest addiction love! I’m not really proud of the drawing, I could’ve done better, but I did my best with the drabble, hopefully you guys enjoy it! I haven’t written anything like this is soooo long :3
Cres sighed aloud, leaning back to back against the love of her life and the younger Prince of Nohr, Forrest, while he worked away at some project that she wasn’t allowed to peak at. It was nice to get away from the hustle and bustle of Castle Krakenburg and relax somewhere peaceful and quiet.
Forrest chuckled softly, “Getting restless over there, love?”
“Only a little,” Cres pouted. “Are you sure you know what you’re doing? You seem to be taking an awful long time…” she yawned, knowing what was coming.
“Oh hush,” Forrest cried out, lightly smacking the side of her thigh with his palm! “Art, just as sewing, cannot be rushed, it takes time. Would you rather wait an eternity for something extraordinary? Or would you simply rather hurry as quickly as possible to settle for something less than decent?”
Cres was on the verge of simply engaging in a small argument, but decided to hold her tongue, as much as she enjoyed teasing the young boy every once in a while.
“Fair point, keep going, I’m excited to see what you come up with,” she said, closing her eyes and enjoying the wind flow across her face.
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“Cres? Creesssss? Wake up, sleepyhead, I’m finished!”
Her eyes fluttered open, adjusting themselves to the light.
“Ah, how long was I out,” Cres yawned, noticing the sun was noticeably lower than what she remembered?
“Not too long darling, but I figured that you’d want me to wake you up once I finished your present,” Forrest said with a smile.
Her eyes opened a little wider as she turned around to face him, “My present?”
He chuckled a little to himself, slightly covering his mouth with the back of his hand.
“Of course, honey. I wouldn’t bring you all the way out here and make you wait for something that was unrelated to us.:
“R-right. Well, what is it,” Cres asked?
“I can’t just hand it to you, silly, it’s a surprise! Here, turn around for me, but stay down, okay?”
“Sure thing, hun,” she said, standing up to turn around only to sit back down. She felt slightly nervous, if she had known he was making something for her, she would’ve made an effort to get him something at the same time.
“Alrighty then, I hope you like it,” he exclaimed, lifting himself up so he was resting on his knees!
Forrest grabbed the mystery gift from behind him and placed it on Cres’ head, adjusting it slightly so it wouldn’t fall off.
“There we go,” exclaimed Forrest, rubbing her shoulders to reassure her that he had completed his mystery task.
Opening her eyes, she pressed her palms to the sides of her head, enjoying the smooth, velvety feeling of something against her fingertips.
“Are these…flowers,” Cres asked? While she couldn’t be absolutely certain until she saw, she did recognize the texture of the mysterious object that was placed upon her head.
“Why, of course” Forrest confirmed, reaching behind him out of view to pick up a small hand mirror! “On the way up here I spotted some beauties, and I figured what better way to remember such a gorgeous day than with…”
Suddenly, he leaned over her shoulders, wrapping his right arm lightly around her neck and extending his left arm out holding the mirror so you could see that which he put on your head was-
“An absolutely lovely flower crown!”
Cres gasped audibly, enamored by both the intricate weaving of the stems, and the elegant colors of the flowers that he chose.
“Forrest,” Cres started, turning slightly pink in the cheeks as well as at a loss for words with such a gesture of romance, “It’s perfect! How did you manage to find such beautiful flowers? They’re all even in my favorite colors! Oh, I love it so much!”
“My pleasure, darling. Though I must say, these flowers are quite lovely, but not nearly as lovely as you” Forrest cooed, making her face turn even pinker.
“Ah!-” She couldn’t stop herself from squeaking at that remark. Cres had to look at the ground to try and stop from turning as red as a tomato, almost making her present fall off of her head. When it came to smooth talking, few people were as talented and genuine as Forrest.
Forrest stood up while she looked away, and sat down next to her that way he could see her rosy cheeks close up.
“You’re so cute when you blush, Cres. It makes me wonder what’ll happen when I do this…”
Before she had time to compose herself enough to question what he was doing, he set the hand mirror beside him and turned her head to face him. While she was still stunned, she felt his lips pressed against hers and just like that, here came the sparks. Moaning into his kiss, she was stuck in a lip lock with the man she loved most in the world, and she could tell from the intensity of his kiss that he felt the same. Eventually, he pulled away, and a small whine escaped from her before she could hold it back.
He chuckled aloud as he looked at her blushing face, hand still underneath her chin to keep her from looking away from him.
“Did you enjoy that, my dearest? It sure sounded like it,” Forrest stated, looking into her eyes while she looked away.
“Y-yeah, I did” she confirmed, nodding her head slightly, with what seemed so be a slight quiver in her voice. A remnant of the mind-blowing kiss she shared not a moment ago.
Finally looking into his eyes, she felt her heart skip a beat, her face unable to flush any more than what was already showing.
“I love you Forrest, thank you for an amazing day.”
He smiled at her, wanting nothing more but to pull her back into another kiss, to have her melt in his arms and stay there for hours. However, he resisted, just long enough to say…“I love you too Cres.”
🎀 “Hello, Forrest! I wanted to thank you for the lovely dress that you made me, the other day! So... I made you one, too! I know it’s not much, and this dress isn’t nearly as fancy as the one you made for me, since I’m not as experienced as you are, but... I hope you’ll still accept it! And if I can do anything else to thank you, please, let me know. I... I’d do anything to see your lovely smile...”
/p (Female Reader)
Ahh my first writing for fates I am so excited!!
If someone else who's reading this wants to request something like this Rules are here
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"I'm so glad you like the dress! I put my heart and soul into making it" he looks at what you made "As to this dress I love it! I-if you want I can show you few tips with sewing... Or we can practice together. I'm always happy to spend some time with you" he laughs softly "But first let me try this on!" he spins holding the dress you made.
