Rosalie&Victoria/ fic and icon
Prompt: fairytale
word count: 100
Team: werewolf
No Warnings
They are vicious demons that’s who they see, breath not needed, cheeks are not a flush. Breeze is whipping blonde and red locks in the air, there is not smoke signal coming from this fire, they want no one to find them, but they know one will.
Cinderella and Ariel were lovers on the new land, in the end of the fairytale. They ended it before the princesses thought of their prince waiting in the castle of home. In the arms of a woman she breathed in love and magic words from lips who understood them.
The End, lover Dear.
Fin.
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