rest under the stars

[purevanillacookie]

Who: Peepaw + You cause lbr he's inviting everyone
What: Sleepover! In an outside blanket fort!
When: Time is wobbly
Where: Outside Peepaw's Place
Warnings: It's gonna be cute and loving

[ Life's been rough, come hang out at Pure Vanilla's in a blanket fort, which is what the little jot in the journal says. The quest was for loved ones, but Pure Vanilla loves all of them? So, blanket offering.

Literally. ]

Please come visit tonight and spend a moment of rest and relaxation with me, my dears! This month has been rough, and I feel we can all use it.

[ Those who show up will find one side of his Cookie Cottage absolutely turned into the largest blanket fort he can make it. Most of it is made up of wool blankets, but when he ran out of those, he's stolen extra blankets from the Inn, as well as stripped his house of them. Pillows and furs line the ground, and small shards of light that seem almost ethereal litter around the area. Some float in the air like small gleaming prisms, some are attached to the ceiling of the blankets like their own stars, while others sparkle gentle amongst the furs. Touching one for any length of time will make it fade into the person who touched it, and give them a sense of warmth and peace.

And there's food. Lots of it. Drinks too, carefully marked that they will aid you into sleep. Peepaw spent the entire day busy. And a bunch of various things to do to unwind with. Books to read, marshmallows to roast over carefully shielded fire pits (there's little magic circles around them to keep the fires magically going and safe), a record player with various records he borrowed. If you really want to fall asleep, he even had his things to make yarn dragged out, just be sure not to fall asleep mid-spin. And a little telescope or two set up from the School.

It really does look like a school camping trip...

There's also a larger shield around it all, near invisible in the moon and starlight, but it shimmers occasionally. People gathering in one spot is always a prime target, and he's not going to let his loved ones be hurt.

Vanilla will greet every one with a wide, happy smile and a hug. Get loved. ]

Thank you for coming!

Comments

[purevanillacookie]

That's cheating.

[ It also makes him forgetting what they- oh right, who naps first. HUFF! He will wrap his arms back around Cacao's waist though and snuggle in, resting his forehead there. ]

[winterfrosting]

[And he pulls him in even further with his one arm, in a loose hug]

Perhaps. But I suppose I can put my honor aside this once.

[purevanillacookie]

[ That makes him laugh gently and tilt his head up. ]

I love you.

[winterfrosting]

[And Cacao looks down, his gaze full of so much naked affection and adoration]

And I, you.

[purevanillacookie]

[ Ugh, this man. The way he looks at him always makes him giddy. Pure Vanilla may be love and affection, but so is Cacao, and he's so fierce in it. So tender with it.

It makes Vanilla giggle softly and smush his face in to hide, face red. ]

Ah, how do you always make me feel like a young healer all over again!?

[winterfrosting]

[He laughs softly at that]

You are young hearted, that's why. You are always that bright eyed and idealistic cookie to me.

[purevanillacookie]

You can't just say that and expect me not to swoon! If I am that way, it's because you keep me that way. You remind me, over and over, the reasons why I kept on my path.

[winterfrosting]

We both know it is not just me. All these children that look to you do that and more.

[He steps out his grip, offering his hand. Someone is changing the current record playing]

But I will happily accept my place in that path. May I? It has been too long since we last danced.

[Not since they were engaged, he thinks]

[purevanillacookie]

Oh, my love, before I had everyone here, I had you.

[ He lets him step back and smiles to the offered hand, easily taking it to step forward again, his other hand coming up to Cacao's shoulder. ]

About a year.

[ Speaking of they should plan an actual wedding soon... Hm, he will think about that, beaming up at Cacao with a happy squint to his eyes. ]

My Moonlight...

[winterfrosting]

My brilliant Sun. Has it really been that long? It doesn't feel like it. But what is a year to old cookies like us?

[He can't put a hand on his waist anymore. But that's fine, they know the dance so well now that there is no need to lead]

[purevanillacookie]

[ There indeed is no need to lead. Vanilla moves step by step with Cacao, falling in harmony with him easily. He knows how he moves, he knows the tells of his body. ]

Only a year. And I expect an eternity.