thefrostyshepard:

(this little piece is for @charomiami – her latest Liam/Ryder pic set ideas in my head, and she’s just the most awesome friend, so I hope my words do her art justice!)

Retirement felt good.  While the kett
still loomed on the fringes of the cluster, the Resistance and the
Militia made short work of their raiding attempts.  The colonies
thrived, with Prodromos expanding into a bustling settlement.  A
monorail, lovingly maintained by Engineer Fawkes, traced a path from
the heart of the original outpost hub, around the memorials of
Promise and Resilience, all the way to newly-reconciled Advent.
Occasional storms brought cool rain, erupting Cora’s garden into a
multitude of blossoms years ahead of schedule. At long last, Eos was
the golden world promised by the Initiative.

Cecilia Ryder and Liam Kosta made their
permanent home on the outskirts of Prodromos, in the shadow of the
stone arch where they made their leap together.  SAM, while still
linked deep within her brain, spent most days quietly learning how
young relationships matured over time, how the initial fears of
having any sort of future softened with each new dawn.  Their days
fell into a normal-ish routine. Liam kept in touch with Verand and
her team as they insured the welfare and safety of the other
colonies, especially Taerve Uni, which still struggled despite
Voeld’s warming.  Cecilia traveled to Port Meridian regularly, making
arrangements for Scott to come to Eos once he was cleared for space
travel again.  Though recovered physically, Scott still suffered
bouts of memory loss and confusion, so the Ryder Reunion remained on
hold.

Every night they spent together, Liam
and Cecilia watched the sun set over their arch, his head pillowed on
her knees, the better for her to play with his hair as the light
spilled in purples and reds across the landscape.  The rumble of the
water processors mingled with the laughter of children, wrapping
around them in a familiar warmth.  With a crooked smile, Liam gazed
up at Cecilia, reaching up to catch the fringes of her hair,

“I love you…”

Leaning down, Cecilia breathed her
answer over his lips,

“I know it.”

I cant breath.  I love it. I’ll melt right here! I’m flattered, honoured, and enamoured! I love it! I love you! Thank you @thefrostyshepard so so so much! 

I know what I’m dreaming out tonight!