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elrhiarhodans Prompt Fest located Here .
They don't belong together, but I thought it would be better than spamming all of you.
1)Prompt: Elizabeth - Waterfall/Peter - Forest
2)Prompt: Elizabeth - Morning Coffee
3)Prompt: Neal - Stars
4)Prompt: June - Sunset
Rating:PG
Pairing: Elizabeth/Peter
Trees & Waterfalls
Peter leads her to a small clearing in the jungle-like forest that belongs to the resort, and there’s not a single other person in sight.
The air is filled with the humming of crickets, and with the rushing of the waterfall that’s hidden from view by the trees and bushes; it's most beautiful in its peacefulness and Elizabeth can’t help but continuously smile.
She’s happy, and it’s a glorious feeling.
“Happy Anniversary.” Peter says from behind her, and kisses her neck.
Elizabeth turns around and presses her mouth to his cheek. “I love you,” she whispers, and it’s more beautiful than anything else nature could ever produce.
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Rating:PG
Pairing: Neal/Elizabeth/Peter
Morning Coffee
It was the first time that Neal had stayed over at their place, and Elizabeth had woken to the smell of Coffee enticingly wafting upstairs from the kitchen.
Following it, she had been surprised by Neal pouring coffee into cups -not from the coffee machine, but from the old french press that Peter’s mother had gifted them for their marriage - and greeting her with a happy smile on his face.
Confused, and still half asleep, she smiled back and wrapped her hands around the warm cup that Neal pressed into them, and let herself be led to the table.
The first sip of it was heaven, and the second one, with the aroma of dark bitterness softened by a dash of milk completely unfolding in her mouth, was even more wonderful.
“You are a god, Neal.” She said, looking at him from under half lidded eyes.
He looked startled for a moment, genuine compliments like those always threw him a little, Elizabeth knew, but then he grinned delightedly.
“So you’ll run away and elope with me?”
She grinned back, and threw her hair back in a gesture that was all flirt. “I would be careful what you say, Darling.”
He tilted his head, but didn’t lose the smile.
“My husband is right behind you, love.”
Neal turned around and came to face Peter, who was leaning in the doorway with an obviously fake frown on his face.
He couldn’t hold onto it for long though, and put an arm around Neal’s shoulders and pressed a kiss to his hair before stealing his coffee right from his hands and settling against the kitchen counter.
“If you pay for the flight," he laughed at Neal’s confused expression, “we can elope to wherever you want.”
Then he took a sip of the coffee, and closed his eyes for a moment.
“And you’ll have to keep on making the coffee, because this is glorious.”
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Rating: PG
Character: Neal
Cherish It Very Much (Everlasting Starlight)
When Neal is eight, his mom takes him to see a planetarium.
It is a bribe, Neal knows, to make him forget the alcohol induced screaming that fills his home, and to help him overcome the pain in his arm where it had been gripped too hard, but when he sees the stars projected onto the high ceiling he doesn’t care about all that, it’s as if his heart stops for a moment and he falls in love.
He looks out of his window every night after that,
And retraces in his mind the constellations that the planetarium guide had told him all about.
Neal is fascinated by the stories that the stars tell; stories about warriors and princesses, about dragons and magic. They are his salvation when his mom and dad fight, and they keep him company when the other children in school don’t want to have anything to do with him.
“I want to be an Astronaut!” He tells his class when the teacher asks them about their dreams. “I want to go into space and see the stars from close up.”
The stars are the most important thing to Neal when he’s eight, and they are still when he is fourteen and he runs away from home.
Merrily twinkling in the sky they light his way, and the only thing brighter than the stars, he finds out, is New York City at night.
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Rating: PG
Pairing: June/Byron
Rock'n'Roll Sunset
It’s 1959, and sixty or so teenagers are caught in the rhythm of the Jailhouse Rock.
It’s June’s first party. She’s only seventeen and she has snuck out of the house after dinner, because it’s Jillian’s, her best friend’s, eighteenth birthday.
The dancing and the general heat in the room make her sweat. “I’m going to go out and catch some air!” She calls out to her friends, even though they probably don’t understand a word over the loud voice of Elvis Presley.
June leans against the balcony railing, and looks down on New York, shaded in red and pink by the setting sun, and the most majestic thing she can ever imagine seeing.
Then suddenly, there’s a body pressing into her side. A man, maybe twenty or twenty-five, June thinks, smiles at her and turns his face to the skyline in front of them, simply joining her and not saying anything at all.
June can’t look away from him though, and she just keeps on staring at him; he wears a suit that clearly is the height of fashion right now, and his hair is perfectly styled, but it feels to her as if he doesn’t quite fit.
A peculiar thing, and she couldn’t pin down what exactly is wrong with him.
The record inside is changed, and when it’s Presley again, and ‘Trouble’ no less, June can’t help but burst out laughing.
Her cheeks flush in embarrassment, but he just grins at her and starts moving his body to the music. “If you’re looking for trouble,” he sings softly, and she is delighted by it, “then you’ve come to the right place.”
Then he pulls her to him, and together they dance in the sunset until there’s nothing left but the black of the night sky, and they only stop for the time it takes them to get inside.
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elrhiarhodans Prompt Fest located Here .They don't belong together, but I thought it would be better than spamming all of you.
1)Prompt: Elizabeth - Waterfall/Peter - Forest
2)Prompt: Elizabeth - Morning Coffee
3)Prompt: Neal - Stars
4)Prompt: June - Sunset
Rating:PG
Pairing: Elizabeth/Peter
Trees & Waterfalls
Peter leads her to a small clearing in the jungle-like forest that belongs to the resort, and there’s not a single other person in sight.
The air is filled with the humming of crickets, and with the rushing of the waterfall that’s hidden from view by the trees and bushes; it's most beautiful in its peacefulness and Elizabeth can’t help but continuously smile.
She’s happy, and it’s a glorious feeling.
“Happy Anniversary.” Peter says from behind her, and kisses her neck.
Elizabeth turns around and presses her mouth to his cheek. “I love you,” she whispers, and it’s more beautiful than anything else nature could ever produce.
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Rating:PG
Pairing: Neal/Elizabeth/Peter
Morning Coffee
It was the first time that Neal had stayed over at their place, and Elizabeth had woken to the smell of Coffee enticingly wafting upstairs from the kitchen.
Following it, she had been surprised by Neal pouring coffee into cups -not from the coffee machine, but from the old french press that Peter’s mother had gifted them for their marriage - and greeting her with a happy smile on his face.
Confused, and still half asleep, she smiled back and wrapped her hands around the warm cup that Neal pressed into them, and let herself be led to the table.
The first sip of it was heaven, and the second one, with the aroma of dark bitterness softened by a dash of milk completely unfolding in her mouth, was even more wonderful.
“You are a god, Neal.” She said, looking at him from under half lidded eyes.
He looked startled for a moment, genuine compliments like those always threw him a little, Elizabeth knew, but then he grinned delightedly.
“So you’ll run away and elope with me?”
She grinned back, and threw her hair back in a gesture that was all flirt. “I would be careful what you say, Darling.”
He tilted his head, but didn’t lose the smile.
“My husband is right behind you, love.”
Neal turned around and came to face Peter, who was leaning in the doorway with an obviously fake frown on his face.
He couldn’t hold onto it for long though, and put an arm around Neal’s shoulders and pressed a kiss to his hair before stealing his coffee right from his hands and settling against the kitchen counter.
“If you pay for the flight," he laughed at Neal’s confused expression, “we can elope to wherever you want.”
Then he took a sip of the coffee, and closed his eyes for a moment.
“And you’ll have to keep on making the coffee, because this is glorious.”
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Rating: PG
Character: Neal
Cherish It Very Much (Everlasting Starlight)
When Neal is eight, his mom takes him to see a planetarium.
It is a bribe, Neal knows, to make him forget the alcohol induced screaming that fills his home, and to help him overcome the pain in his arm where it had been gripped too hard, but when he sees the stars projected onto the high ceiling he doesn’t care about all that, it’s as if his heart stops for a moment and he falls in love.
He looks out of his window every night after that,
And retraces in his mind the constellations that the planetarium guide had told him all about.
Neal is fascinated by the stories that the stars tell; stories about warriors and princesses, about dragons and magic. They are his salvation when his mom and dad fight, and they keep him company when the other children in school don’t want to have anything to do with him.
“I want to be an Astronaut!” He tells his class when the teacher asks them about their dreams. “I want to go into space and see the stars from close up.”
The stars are the most important thing to Neal when he’s eight, and they are still when he is fourteen and he runs away from home.
Merrily twinkling in the sky they light his way, and the only thing brighter than the stars, he finds out, is New York City at night.
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Rating: PG
Pairing: June/Byron
Rock'n'Roll Sunset
It’s 1959, and sixty or so teenagers are caught in the rhythm of the Jailhouse Rock.
It’s June’s first party. She’s only seventeen and she has snuck out of the house after dinner, because it’s Jillian’s, her best friend’s, eighteenth birthday.
The dancing and the general heat in the room make her sweat. “I’m going to go out and catch some air!” She calls out to her friends, even though they probably don’t understand a word over the loud voice of Elvis Presley.
June leans against the balcony railing, and looks down on New York, shaded in red and pink by the setting sun, and the most majestic thing she can ever imagine seeing.
Then suddenly, there’s a body pressing into her side. A man, maybe twenty or twenty-five, June thinks, smiles at her and turns his face to the skyline in front of them, simply joining her and not saying anything at all.
June can’t look away from him though, and she just keeps on staring at him; he wears a suit that clearly is the height of fashion right now, and his hair is perfectly styled, but it feels to her as if he doesn’t quite fit.
A peculiar thing, and she couldn’t pin down what exactly is wrong with him.
The record inside is changed, and when it’s Presley again, and ‘Trouble’ no less, June can’t help but burst out laughing.
Her cheeks flush in embarrassment, but he just grins at her and starts moving his body to the music. “If you’re looking for trouble,” he sings softly, and she is delighted by it, “then you’ve come to the right place.”
Then he pulls her to him, and together they dance in the sunset until there’s nothing left but the black of the night sky, and they only stop for the time it takes them to get inside.
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