lite candle

Quicker Hamilton Facts

Y’all STILL ALSO need to realize:

Lafayette go soooo drunk once that his brother-in-law had to drag him home

Hamilton’s ship caught on fire coming over to America

Jefferson had a mockingbird named Dick

He also owned a goat that killed someone

After being told about Hamilton’s death, Jefferson became quiet and aloof as he quickly found Burr to arrest him.


Which is why Hamilton didn’t want to get close to Washington in fear he would be a father figure and let him down.

Washington refused to respond letters from the British because they didn’t address him correctly.

Hamilton was announced dead after destroying British supply and trying to cross a river with British gun fire only to show up soaking wet later while everyone was drinking to his memory 

When Lafayette came back to America before his death, he and Jefferson hugged and cried with each other 

They said God Bless to each other

AND Jefferson and Lafayette did a lot of weed and a lot of alcohol

Washington liked to pretend his knife and forks were drumsticks and play music on tables

Despite common belief, Hamilton would often make time for his family and would write home to Eliza about how homesick he was

Martha Washington outlived four children and two husbands and said the worst day of her life was went Jefferson came to visit.

Laurens was getting out of bed when he hit his head on the ceiling

Hamilton was supposed to go on Washington’s boat while crossing the Delaware but he wasn’t used to this thing called “winter” and often got sick a lot.

Thomas Jefferson told his grandchildren to flirt with everyone despite their gender so everyone would like them

Jefferson had an expensive bust of Hamilton in his house for no other reason than he wanted one.

Burr set himself on fire trying to lite a candle on fire with gunpowder.


Hamilton was not only gay for Laurens, but also for the spy John Andre.

He said Andre was too pretty to be hung

Franklin and Adams shared a bed and fought over whether a window open was good for your health while you slept.

Franklin won because he ranted so much that Adams fell asleep.

Lafayette often joked about his name, saying “It’s not my fault, I was baptized like a Spaniard, with the name of every conceivable saint who might offer me more protection in battle”

When George Washington was 17, a girl stole his clothes just to see him looking for them while naked.

Eliza had a mourning ring which she had on a ribbon around her neck which contained a strand of Hamilton’s hair

Engraved inside the ring was the day he died and how old he was

Lafayette was buried under soil from Bunker Hill in France

During World War 1, General Pershing and a parade went to Lafayette’s grave and said “Lafayette, we’re here!”

Sooo…America help Lafayette in a war, just a little toooo late.

After Hamilton’s death, Eliza referred to her late husband as “my Hamilton” and “my Alexander” 

When giving tour of her home, she would stare at a bust of Hamilton for a few seconds and would whisper “my Hamilton”

Burr bought a coconut for about $40 today because why not.

Hamilton was called “The Little Lion” because of his mouth and small stature.

Burr would often refer to Hamilton as “my dear friend Hamilton, whom I shot”

Burr was attacked by bedbugs and then proceeded to sleep on the floor for 6 hours

Burr’s daughter, Theodosia, was lost at sea.

Burr had sex with A LOT of ladies in Europe…after he killed Hamilton

Relax (Gabriel Reyes x Reader)


Warnings: eerr, none really except mention of nudity, nothing really happens though.


When Gabriel slammed the front door to the apartment, you couldn’t help but jump in the slightest. You could already tell that he was fumming after you assumed was a stressful day with the new recruits. Blackwatch was really taking a toll on him both mentally, and physically.

You could hear him stripping the armor off his hoodie and shins, some loud thuds following as they hit the wooden floor. Sighing, you stood up from the desk, making your way over the the hallway when you bumped into a hard yet soft surface. Strong arms quickly made their way along your frame holding you against Gabriel’s chest. You were quick to cling onto his hoodie, trying to catch a glimpse of the commander who looked absolutely drained. Dark circles formed under his closed eyes, a frown adorning his features.

“Tough day?” You asked, barely in a whisper.

“You have no idea. The damn ingrate keeps flirting with the other agents.”

You sighed.

“He’ll straighten up soon, you’ll see” Gabriel scoffed muttering it was not likely.

Stepping back at arms length, you caught his gaze, giving him a thoughtful look before smiling faintly.

“How about I draw you a bath? You look like you could relieve some tension.”

He hummed in response, while you gave him a quick kiss, dragging him back into your room. While Gabriel stayed in the room, you let the tub fill with hot water, liting a scented candle; that being the only light source in the room. It had a soothing feel to it.

Once everything was prepped, he quickly made work to rid the rest of his clothes with no warning, making you blush. Setting himself down, you headed towards the door, though were stopped when a tan hand grabbed your wrist.

“Get in.” said Gabriel firmly, gazing at you.


You left your clothes flop messily onto the floor next to his, before stepping into the tub. You settled yourself behind him, leaning his back against your chest, legs on either side of him. You chuckled when he leaned his head on your shoulder, hat still in place. Tugging it off, you ran your fingers along his dark curls, nails lightly scraping his scalp.


Gabriel hummed, closing his eyes at the notion.

“I’m not crushing you am I?” he asked.

“Relax, I’m a big girl. I can handle it.”

He chuckled at your response, placing a kiss on your neck.

“I’d like to test that out, cariño.”

“Not tonight, commander.” You responded teasingly.

“Hm, you should call me that more often.”

At this, you gave his arm a playful smack stuttering your negative response. Soon the room settled into a comfortable silence, your hands running along his chest.

“Thank you, Y/N.”

Smiling, you wrapped your arms around his middle before kissing the top of his head.

“You’re welcome, mi cielo.”

With this candle lite burning bright

May it bless you all through the night.

Manifesting wishful dreams come true

Let them full form just for you.

With your eyes and lips fully shut

Your spell shall be sealed is a must.

Upon opening your eyes and breathing in the morning air

Know that your wish was answered with this prayer.

The Blue Stick Part 8

Pairing: Steve x reader  

Warning: Swearing. Pregnancy.

(Remember to always have protected sex people!!)    

A/N: (Y/N) your name
(Y/H/C) your hair color  
(Y/F/F) your favorite flowers

**Russian Terms:
Nemnogo lyubvi (Little Love)
Rebenok (The baby)
devushka (Girl)

@skeletoresinthebasement  @allyp1023 @castellandiangelo @meatballevan   @castielohcastiel  @thejameebond  @writingruna

Things with Steve and The Avengers are great till you think you have the flu. When the stick turns blue everything changes, how are you going to tell Steve. Nothings going to be the same anymore and you’re not sure how you’re going to break it to Steve what if he isn’t ready, what if you’re not ready to give your life as part of the Avengers. Everything changes when something goes bad and the team including Steve is waiting for answers. 

Sitting in a chair in your room packing things into a bag your door open, the monitor ‘Beeping’ beside you letting you know the twins were doing fine as if you couldn’t feel them beating each other up though they were running out of room to wiggle as much. Someone was in your doorway but you didn’t bother to turn around to see who.

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Jakob Chychrun-Strip Clubs

27 Jakob chychrun please

Originally posted by ryanhartman

A/N - Because I have 5 on queue right now and you guys have been awesome have another post tonight !!!!!! ❤️

“So where are we going?” you questioned your boyfriend of a year, Jakob Chychrun, or Jake as you called him. 

“Downtown” came the distracted reply as he merged onto the highway. 

Never one to give up the chance to give him a little shit you decided to have a bit of fun with him. “There’s a strip club downtown.” You responded casually.  “is that where we are headed” you added, knowing exactly the images that would put in his head.  Right on cue you felt the car jerk slightly.  

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Lite a candle watch it glow, the rest of the day passes away, tomorrow is an unknown. A single source of the essence of life found in the lights shimmer, the hope that anything can happen is found in the thought of a new mornings glimmer. Good Night Inter World 🌌🌙🌠✨ .

anonymous asked:

What are some random dating headcanons for the bros?


  • He has cold feet and he’s not afraid to use them on you.
  • He’ll drag you out fishing or to the arcade if you drag him somewhere.
  • Naps together or else you get the cold feet.
  • You two are gonna be the laziest people ever if there is a rainy day.
  • Prepare for all-nighters where you two play video games together.


  • Selfies are the way to go with Prompto.
  • Also chocobo rides are mandatory.
  • Freckle kisses all the time, especially if you have freckles/beauty marks.
  • Constant cuddling.
  • He’s gonna follow you around with his camera if you ever feel down about yourself.


  • Playful wrestling where Gladio lets you win so you two can end up cuddling with you on top of his chest and stomach.
  • Binge watching Netflix, Hulu and a lot of other stuff on days off.
  • Romantic candle-lite Cup Noodle dinners.
  • Shower cuddles ;)
  • You making fun of him when he’s sick cause he sounds like a nerd.


  • He likes it when you steal his glasses to wear.
  • Pun wars.
  • You having to trying out his new recipehs.
  • Imitations of each other always make you two laugh.
  • Being wine drunk with him is an amazing experience as a whole.
I Got You

“Hey love hope you having wonderful day thus far.” Bae been on my mind all damn day.
“Hey Papi” Jasmine said with a deep sigh.
“What’s wrong with my favorite lady? Are you ok?”
“I’m ok it’s just been one of those days and the work volume is through the roof.”
“I understand mama, just know I’m here for you whether you need to vent or just need my voice to break the monotone of the day.”
“Jason, you know I love you right. You’re always there for me.”
“Baby that’s my job but, I’m gonna let you get back to it I know you'r busy baby.”
I made up my mind in that moment that Bae was taken care of. I grinded for the next two hourd and got caught up on all my looming work. I was walking out office at around 2:45. I sent Jas a text “hey babe just thinking of you hope your day got better.” It was damn nice to be out before rush hour. What would normally take me a solid hour during rush hour was trending around 30 minutes.
I decided to hit the florist shop in Decatur on my way home, they typically had really good deals on the freshest roses. I ended up getting the a dozen pink and red roses, plus a carton of petals. Marching on I headed to next stop. I hit wally world grabbed a few nick nacks. Lastly I had to hit Publix. My Lady loved seafood so tonight I was gonna make her a feast. I grabbed all I need and I was headed out the door.
I got home just a hair before 4. I sat my groceries down and straightened up the little that needed to be maintained. I called my sweetie to make sure all was ok. She confirmed that it was and surprisingly she would be leaving out in about thirty minutes. I was glad I decided to take off early given the news. We ended the call with a kiss through the phone as we often did. I went into a bit of an over drive to get shit right. I put a pot on for my angel hair, and began to peel and de-vein the shrimp. Afterwards I took the carton of pedals and made my way upstairs. I began sprinkling the pedals from the base of the stairs all the way to the tub. I had brought a few other items but I was quite ready for those yet. I doubled back put a few candles down throughout my rose petal red carpet .
Back downstairs my angel hair was boiling , I turned it off and strained them. I put a pan to begin sautéing my shrimp and scallops in garlic and butter. It was at this time I began to prep the lobster tail. In the middle of the maddness I was able to text Jas “I can’t wait to lay eyes on your beautiful brown skin.” I proceeded to dress the table for dinner allowing the bouquet to be the center piece. I rushed back to mix up my shrimp and scallops which we’re just about done. Moving them to the back burner I pulled up another pan to steam up the two tails. I put a little more than half a cup of water in the pan and began to heat it up. Meanwhile it was time to make the sauce for my pasta.
All was going according to plan, I was feeling good and I knew Jas would soon be feeling better. My pasta was complete and the lobster tails were turning bright orange as I heard the keys fumbling about the door. I turned heat low on the tails and went to meet bae with a kiss for the ages. I planted my lips upon hers as though I had just come home from Iraq. I could tell by her reaction that she caught a little off gaurd. One thing I loved about Jasmine though was she knew how to go with the flow. We embraced for a solid minute before she interjected.
“Baby what the hell smells do good” she gave a puzzled look.
“Love, just know I got you.”
“What you done did” she questioned with her quirky little smile she often did. She had no clue it was one of the many little things I loved about her. I led her through the kitchen to the dinning room table. She said nothing but her smile was everything. I removed her coat a purse a pulled out her chair. She marveled at the roses before her, I loved how the little things brought so much joy to her, when big things come I know she will be floored.
“Relax babygirl I got you.” I kissed her forehead gently and walked back in the kitchen. I made her plate and poured her a glass of Moscato. “Enjoy mama” I said as I sat her plate before her along with he wine. I returned to the kitchen to fix my plate. When I came back to the table I noticed she hadn’t touched her plate. “What’s wrong baby?” I questioned.
“Nothing daddy, I was just waiting on you.” This woman really knew how to make me feel special, even when on a night where it was all about her. We ate and laughed and didn’t even bring up her workday, all by design. My motto is leave work at work, when you’re home you’re home. We were wrapping up and I blew out the candles and grabbed the dishes. As I grabbed herd, she grabbed me by my member pulling me downward, I went with the flow and she whispered in my ear “thank you so much” she caressed me through my pants.
I darted up to the bathroom after dropping the dishes in the sink. I had complete the final portion of my plan. I started the tub and put the liquid in for a bubble bath. I grabbed the other item I purchased which was a box of Calgon, it was the milk and honey one. That Calgon was gonna have her body feeling so smooth. After adding the Calgon and sprinkling a few rose petals on the forming bubbles; I lite the candles along my red carpet on my way out.
“Why did you run off, you scared of this pussy boy?” I was questioned soon as I came back downstairs.
“No ma'am, not tonight at least.” I grabbed Jas by her hand and led the way upstairs. I noticed her grip tighten when she saw the petals and candles about the floor. We made it to the bathroom and before I could begin to remove her clothing she looked at me deeply.
“Jason I love you with all my heart and soul.” I put my finger to her lips and to shush her. I replaced my finger with my lips. Gently I kissed her and ran my fingers through her naturally pressed hair.
“I know you do love, as I do you.” I began removing her clothes article by article. I had to marvel at how the glow of the candle light ratiated off of her beautiful brown skin. She looked so delectable, I couldn’t help but stare. I led her in to the water and watched her relax as she submerged herself. Once she settled , I took a few petals in hand and began to run my hands over her body, stroking her ever so delicately. I slid down to the bottom of the tub afterwards and massaged her feet as I watched her body grow heavy in my hands. We didn’t even talk much verbally, but her body told me all I needed to know.

After about 45 minutes she notioned she was ready to step out, I grabbed her towel and lifted her out of the tub all wrapped up like an infant. I turned on the shower so she could finish cleansing her body. She followed my actions by turning the shower right back off.
“Daddy it’s time for me to thank you” she said seductively.
“Baby tonight was about you.”
“No nigga, it’s always about us, now bring yo ass…. I GOT YOU.”

'I Love You' Mature

Originally posted by relationshipaims

A/N: This is my first mature imagine, so if it sucks ass hole I am sorry. Bare with me, as I try to make this good.


I walked into my room to see a dim lite room with candles and rose petals all over the floor, I place my bag on the floor next to the door. “Justin?” I called out, there wasn’t an answer, I clear my throat and take my shoes off.

After I searched for Justin in every possible place he could be hiding, I walk back into my room to see Justin laying on our bed in nothing but some shorts. I roll my eyes and cross my arm, he chuckles, “So, I see you saw my surprise. Come towards me beautiful!” He says, placing his feet on the floor.

I walk over to him and he grabs my hand, looking deeply into my eyes. His eyes could make you melt, that’s what he was doing to me, his eyes were full of lust, and love. That’s something I have always loved about Justin, his eyes spoke better than his words, “What is this? Why is there candles and rose petals everywhere?” I ask, taking my other hand and running it through his blonde locks.

“Stop questioning me, I know what I am doing,” He chuckles, grabbing the hand that I had tangled in his hair, and wrapping my arms around his large neck, he pulls me onto his lap. “You know I love you right? You know I need you right? You know you are the light at the end of my tunnel right?” He questions, running his thumb over my bottom lip, making me quiver.

I smile, and nod my head softly, “Yes Justin, I love you too! I love you with all my heart, but why all of this?“ I ask, tighten my arms around his neck. Justin pulls me into a kiss, and I firmly kiss back, he slowly wiggles his tongue into my mouth, making me moan alittle bit.

He leans back, pulling me on top of him not breaking the kiss. He slowly pulls off my jacket and breaks the kiss, I smile and quickly pull of my shirt. His eyes danced around my bare chest, I wasn’t as insecure about my body as I was when Justin and I first got together. I push my hair out of my face and lean down to kiss Justin some more, he flipped us so he was on top, "God you are so beautiful Y/N!” He mumbles into the kiss, I felt his length start to grow against my thigh, I push him off of me and pull my hair up into a sloppy ponytail.

He looks confused, I get up and get on my knees, Justin looks down at me with concern  in his eyes, “Y/N don’t!” He says, pushing me away. I raise an eyebrow, he pulls me to my feet and looks up at me. “Can I?” He asks, unbuttoning my buttons on my jeans, I nod.

Justin pulls down my jeans and pulls me into one last kiss, after he pulls away he puts me onto the bed and starts to kiss my neck, making me moan in pleasure. He starts to kiss down my neck, then my stomach until he reaches my panties, I felt myself getting wetter as his hot breath touches my heat. He looks up at me once more and pulls down my panties, leaving me exposed to his eyes. “You are so damn gorgeous!” He murmurs and wraps his arms around my thighs, pulling me closer to his face.

He softly kiss my center making me quiver, I close my eyes tightly as I felt Justin’s tongue and mouth press against the part of me that throbbed for him, my back starts to arch, my hands quickly find his hair as his tongue flicked against me, my moans start to get louder. The pleasure was incredible, he slowly adds a finger into me making me moan and scream in pleasure, “JUSTIN!"  He smirks against me, he curls his finger inside me, I couldn’t take it anymore, my orgasm hit me like a truck, completely draining my energy. 

Justin laps up my clit not leaving one spot unclean, as he finishes he wipes his mouth and softly kiss my sweaty forehead, "I love you so much!” Once my breath was back to normal I wiped the sweat from my forehead and pull Justin into a kiss, he pulls my body towards him. I pull away, he stands up and takes off his shorts, my eyes danced around his bulge. I bit my lip as he pulls down his ‘Calvin Klein’s’ my eyes popped out of my head, no matter how many times I have seen Justin’s dick it will always surprise me, it was so big!

I lick my lips, as Justin pushes me softly down onto the bed, he hovers over me, I feel his dick against my thighs making me even more wet then I already was, “I love you!"  He smiles.

He looks into my eyes as he slides into me, my eyes squeeze shut as he slowly thrust into me, "God you are so tight baby!” He says, baring his face into my neck. My moans get louder as he goes faster, the pleasure was awesome! He moans into my neck, I run my hands down his sweaty back. As he goes faster, I arch my back in pleasure, he starts to groan and takes a piece of my skin between his teeth,“Baby! I’m gonna cum!” He moans out, as he slams into me one last time, making me orgasm hit, I arch my back one last time and gasp.

His breaths were the only thing I could hear, as we caught our breaths, I slowly roll from under him and run my fingers through his sweaty hair. He rolls onto his back and looks over at me, “I love you Y/N!” I smile and place a kiss onto his wet lips.

“I love you too!”

Time upon Once, ch 1 (1/?)

CS AU Week
Day 5: Role Reversal

This was originally meant to be for CS Big Bang but I never got around to write it. I’m posting the first chapter as a sneak peek and I hope you like it!

Summary:  Killian Jones is a bailbonds man, living in Boston and doing his own thing. But on his 29th birthday, a kid knocks on his door and claims to be his son. What happens when Killian is forced to face his past along with a mystery prophecy about his own purpose in life?

Rating: M

A huge thank you to @tnlph for her beta duties and @shady-swan-jones for the banner!


Chapter I


Another day, another skip chased and caught, another meager dollar in his bank account. Killian Jones sighed as he ran his hand through his hair, fumbling slightly with his key before he finally unlocked the door and entered his apartment. He usually loved his place - or at least was quite content with what he’d been able to accomplish in the past decade - but tonight, it felt cold and lugubrious. The silence, the solitude, the generic furniture and lack of personal mementos weighed on him, making his flat resemble a pit stop and not actually a home.

His night hadn’t started on good terms  - he had to chase the asshole who was scamming his family and making online dates on the side - and not even the prospect of a glass of rum and a one night stand in a random stranger’s bed would help chase away the ghosts of his past tonight. So he’d given up on the idea of hitting the bar and headed back home, stopping at an open bakery on his way.

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Long days and bubble baths. ( TylerxReader )

Plot : Tyler knows you had a long day at work so he tries to relax you.

You just came back from the longest day of work. You worked at the school as a teacher for kindergarten. They were usually well mannered but today was different for some reason. They were out of control and you couldn’t handle it. One kids pushed another. They were screaming. They just weren’t listening but you were back home ready to nap. Tyler had known about the situation because you texted him on your break. He seemed to calm you down. At lest for a little bit.

Readers P.O.V
Finally, back home where I belong. Today was a long day but I can rest now.

“Tyler?” I called out while opening the door.

“Over here baby.” He yelled from the bathroom. I walked towards him wondering what he was doing.

When I walked in I was surprised. Tyler was standing next to the filled bathtub holding a single rose.

“Awwwe, Tyler. Your so cute.” I chuckled.

“Only the best for my baby girl.” He smiled kissing your head holding you.

The room was dim. The only source of light was the lite candles that surrounded the room. Along with rose pedal scattered across the floor.

“You didn’t have to do this.” You hugged him.

“Well, you deserve this and not just because you had a stressful day. It’s because I love you.” He smiled showing his small dimple.“Well, that and you do have to put up with me.” He laughed.

“True, you are a hand full.” You joked.

“Yea, whatever. So I’ll leave you too it then. Oh, and after we’ll eat pizza and watch AHS and Supernatural” He said letting go and reaching towards the door handle.

“No, stay love.” You said while grabbing him.

How did you get so lucky?

Originally posted by 21pilotsgifs


Mark had spent the time getting the bathroom ready for a nice long bath.  He had lite candles around the bathroom, giving the bathroom a soft warm glow to it.  He had the day off and wanted to make the best of it.  He had put a wine bucket next to the bath tub along with two wine glasses.  He wanted this to be as cheesy as humanly possible, or as humanly as he could be.  The vampire grinned as he heard the door down stairs open and the sound of footsteps entering the house.  He knew that the werewolf would be able to smell where he was seeing as he had put rose petals in the bathtub.


“Following Cecily’s Advice” 

Can Bess go through with the advice and council  Cecily gives her, after learning about possible affection the new King holds for Maud Herbert?

*Okay so a short little sweet fic about Henry VII and Elizabeth of York. Also a little fuck you to certain authors who like to label Henry VII as a rapist with no evidence at all. 

November 1485

Bess had been fidgeting all afternoon, to the point where Cecily had noticed.

“Lady Stanley will think some is amiss if you continue like this.”

They were in Bess’s chambers getting ready to dine with the King. He had arrived early this morning, much to Bess’s surprise. While The King had visited Bess often since her arrival in his mother’s household he had not visit her for the past week or so.

“How can I not. What if what you told me was the real reason the King has not married me yet. What if it has nothing at all to do with the dispensation?” Bess exclaimed.

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Brittana: Small gifts

Happy 5th ‘Sexy’ anniversary everyone!

Santana felt herself start to panic as soon as she walked to the small apartment she shared with her wife. She peered around curiously looking for Brittany. Their small breakfast nook table had a single rose in a small vase. The lights were dimmed with lite candles around the room.  There was no way she forgot something. Valentine’s day was almost a month ago. Their anniversary was about a week after that. They decided to not celebrate their dating anniversary anymore now that they were married. Well, at least not in a big way.

“Babe,” She called out into the slightly dark apartment as she made her way into the living room. Santana shrugged her coat off. “Baby, where are you at?” The brunette nearly squealed when she felt arms wrap around her waist.

“Welcome home, beautiful.” Brittany said softly into Santana’s ear and kissed the side of her neck. “How was your day?”

Santana turned around in her wife’s arms, “It was actually pretty calm considering I had two mid-terms and a paper due.” She ran her hands slowly down the blonde’s forearms. “I know you are super sweet and so thoughtful,” She picked her words carefully and pointed to the table in the kitchen. “But what is all of these? Please tell me I didn’t forget something. I’ll feel like the worst wife.”

“You’re not. I promise you,” Brittany grabbed Santana’s hand and pulled her into the kitchen. She pulled the chair out of her and motioned for her to sit down, “I get over sentimental sometimes. Even more than you miss ‘I have every movie ticket, breadstix receipt, and mini golf ticket date ever.’

Santana just blushed a little bit and shrugged, “Turned out handy for our first wedding anniversary.” She grinned to herself a little. With all of those pieces of paper, she had color coded an ‘I love you’ message. First traditional wedding present was paper after all.

“You know how much I love that present,” Brittany just scrunched her nose up and smiled at her wife. “I know we talked about now that we are married, we wouldn’t celebrate out first date anniversary. But, I think without today, we wouldn’t have gotten this far.”

Santana was listening closely to Brittany’s words, as she wracked her brain to try and figure out what today was. They officially started dating senior year in October. They got back together in May. Their first kiss was in July at the young age of 15. The first time they had sex was 4 months later the same year, nothing in March rang a bell. “I’m drawing a blank, Honey. I’m sorry…”

“Today is the fifth anniversary of the first time you told me you loved me,” Brittana kneeled down in front of Santana resting her hands on the brunette’s thighs. “I’m sure the memories of today probably aren’t your favorite. But it was probably one of the best days of my life, even if it was painful for us.”

Santana remembered it all like it was yesterday. Even though they were married…Happily married. Sometimes that conversation with Brittany still haunted her. “Why? We were both so sad and broken.”

“It was the day I knew you truly loved me back,” Brittany had thought through this speech in her head over a hundred times in the last couple days. Trying to pick her words carefully so Santana would understand why it was so important to her, “I always knew deep down you loved me. But that was the first day you said it out loud. The first day you started to really accept it yourself. It was probably the first time you even admitted to yourself.”

They had been married over a year. They had been back together for almost three, but she still felt herself starting to get a little emotional. “It was the first day, I felt brave enough to show you…to show you myself for real. Not just the hard shell you got to peek inside of sometimes when I let my guard down.”

“Santana, I’ve loved you since before I knew what love was. I’ve known I wanted to marry you since the first moment I saw you,” The blonde leaned down and kissed her wife softly on the lips. “But that day in the hallway when you said you loved me, made me think it was all actually possible. You were starting to love yourself even if you weren’t sure you liked yourself. That was the first step toward us. Even if it took us a while to get there, it was the first of many steps. Sure, we stumbled along the way, but we made it.”

“I can’t believe you remember all of that to the day. I mean I remember it, but not the date,” Santana put her hands on the side of her wife’s cheeks. “I have accepted that I love you. More than I ever thought it was possible to love anyone. I just keep finding more reasons to fall more in love with you, Mrs. Lopez-Pierce.” The brunette kissed her wife softly on the lips.

“I know we said if we did celebrate our date anniversary we wouldn’t do presents,” She put her hands up in defense when she saw Santana’s eyebrow rise in question. They had decided at home only or two dollar Tuesday movie dates for a while, buying nothing but the necessities. They wanted to move to a nicer apartment next year. “It wasn’t more than five dollars, I promise. But it literally is the perfect gift for today.”

Santana just smiled at her wife, “I can’t tell you no anyway.” She grinned a little bit as she watched Brittany stand up and grab a bag of the counter. “I also do like presents.”

“The fifth anniversary gift traditionally is wood,” Brittany smirked a little bit when she saw Santana’s nose scrunch up. “I mean, wood isn’t something we need in this marriage.” The blonde couldn’t help but smile at her wife’s giggle at her terrible joke. “I know Landslide is really the foundation of today’s anniversary. But I found this and I didn’t think it could be any more perfect.”

Santana reached in the bag, pulling the contents out carefully. “Oh, Britt.” She felt her breath get caught her throat when she pulled out the small wooden carving. “Is this what I think it is?”

“Yes ma’am.” Brittany ran her thumb across Santana’s cheek bone, wiping the small tear away. “It’s a songbird. I found it in the antique shop where we found the star for our Christmas tree.”

“Why are you so perfect?” Santana stood up and kissed her wife softly on the lips, “How in the fuck did I get so lucky.”

“Happy I love you anniversary,” Brittany smiled softly, as she leaned her forehead down to Santana’s. “I don’t know how I got so lucky.”

“Happy Anniversary, mi amor.”  Santana ran her hands down Brittany’s back, sliding them around her waist. She kissed her wife softly on the neck, “You’re about to get even luckier, gorgeous.”