Y/N: Did You Two Eat My Emergency Chocolate?

how quickly do u put ur stuff on Ao3

Depends. A lot of the one shots I do on here won’t be on AO3.

I have quite a few AO3 and fandom series, but with recent events like University break ending, and a bit of a personal event going on, my schedule has slowed down.

But it bothers me to not finish things so they’ll eventually be finished!

At the moment, I’ve just been doing Tumblr requests, but I’ve got a few AO3 pieces on the run so I’d say every 1-2 weeks a new chapter of something comes out! 😊

reader serenades Emily on a restaurant rooftop in paris it's bought out for the night 

there's a piano

reader decides to go and play a song for Em

maybe even sings

Emily is so in love actually start tearing up(her version of sobbing)

Reader propose to Emily on a secluded rooftop in Paris!!!!

Enjoy Sunflower 🌻

The Proposal 💍

The sky over Paris had just started to soften into dusky lavender when Emily stepped into the candlelight glow of the restaurant's terrace, her black dress hugging her silhouette perfectly with a shawl to match.

Y/N stood waiting in a perfectly tailored midnight-blue suit, open collar just enough to be casual, but polished with her signature edge. She didn't take her eyes off Emily until she reached the table.

Y/N pulled Emily's chair out, brushed a kiss to her knuckles and sat opposite with a look that said she still couldn't believe her luck.

The place was exquisite, crystal chandeliers, gold accents, a view of the Eiffel Tower from the windows, and the sound of clinking glasses blending with the soft jazz coming from the small quartet.

In the middle of them sat an unattended glossy black baby grand piano. They shared champagne and soft laughter through dinner, filet mignon for Emily, duck à l’orange for Y/N.

Dessert was nearly finished when Y/N stood up suddenly, “Where are you going?” Emily asked, brows lifted in amused suspicion. Y/N just smirked, “Trust me, sweetheart.”

They walked across the restaurant to the piano, catching the attention of the musicians as she gently gestured toward the keys. After a quiet exchange in French, they nodded and adjusted their tempo.

Y/N unbuttoned her jacket and sat at the piano, rolling her sleeves just a touch as she placed her fingers on the keys. The first few bars of “La Vie en Rose” drifted out from beneath her hands.

Soft, elegant, perfectly paced. Emily froze, eyes wide, hand gently fluttering to her lips. Then Y/N sang. In flawless French, her rich, low voice rolled through the restaurant like velvet.

" Quand il me prend dans ses bras Il me parle tout bas Je vois la vie en rose… "

Emily’s heart clenched.

" Il me dit des mots d’amour Des mots de tous les jours Et ça me fait quelque chose… "

The band joined in one by one, violin, upright bass, saxophone, like the city itself had conspired with Y/N. Every guest turned toward her, but Y/N only had eyes for love.

When the final note echoed out, the restaurant burst into gentle applause, but Emily didn’t clap. She stood, breathless, teary, and walked straight to Y/N, grabbing her cheeks with both hands to kiss her.

“You are unbelievable,” she whispered against her lips. Y/N gave her a secretive grin. “You haven’t seen anything yet.” They laced their fingers together and led her upstairs, past waitstaff who opened the doors with knowing smiles.

The rooftop was magic.

Hundreds of tiny candles flickered in hurricane jars arranged in winding paths across the stone floor. A scattering of petals curved around a table with two glasses of champagne already waiting.

In the far corner, the Eiffel Tower glittered just above the city skyline. Y/N turned to face Emily, hands slightly trembling now.

“I set this up… weeks ago,” they admitted softly. “I knew I wanted to do it here. In the city of lights, in the city of love. Because you... you make everything brighter. Everything warmer. You make me feel like I’m seeing life in color for the first time.”

Emily’s eyes brimmed with tears. Y/N dropped to one knee and opened the velvet box. “Emily Prentiss... will you marry me?” Emily let out a breathless laugh, crying now, nodding frantically.

“Yes,” she whispered, then louder. “Yes, yes, yes.”

Y/N slid the ring onto her finger, stood, and Emily kissed her so hard they nearly knocked over the closest candle. Paris glowed beneath them, and above them, and all around them.

The brightest part of the city right in front of Y/N's eyes, Emily.

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Sorry!

Maybe, if you'd like, you could DM me and I could share it privately after getting to know you?

The final chapter is out! Emily’s Anger, Chapter 15!!

Thank you all for following along!! Thank you for all the comments and kudos!

Chapter 5 of Emily’s Anger out now! Enjoy!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61419313/chapters/158634865

It’s getting juicy…

Chapter 1 of The Big Question, out now!

Thank you readers for the love on my last fic, I’m glad you both cried to it and loved it!

thank you for writing the ihop fic

it was amazing 🤩

Glad you liked it! Feel free to request more of what you’d like to see if you like! I take most requests! 😊🙂

do you write about real people eg jenna ortega/billie eillish

I sadly don’t at the moment. Sorry! 😞

Quick post, chapter 12 of Emily’s Anger is out! Enjoy!

https://archiveofourown.org/works/61419313/chapters/159342865