copied from:https://desuarchive.org/mlp/thread/16764698/#q16769598
*original author is Anon*
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>Another night in the gardens of Canterlot.
>Alabaster walls tower over you, humming with a soft glow, reflecting the light of the rising moon.
>You take aseocn dot notice the flowers dancing in the early night air.
>They've done their part in giving you a decent backdrop. All that's left is for you to gather the nerve for what comes next.
>Time passes with no hurry. But before long, you're met with a welcome sight.
>Her figure is as majestic as always.
>Svelt figure guided to ground by radiant wings.
>Beautiful. It's the only word floating in your head right now. You clench the item in your pocket with everything you have. No turning back now.
>She touches down with infinite grace, juxtaposing her grim demeanor, another thing you've grown all too familiar with.
>She makes her way toward the bench you're sitting at with a timid gate.
>You decide to meet her halfway. You weren't about to let things start off like this.
>You make your way towards her, causing her to pause mid step, looking to you with confusion.
>Taking a knee, you reach out to hold her face, offering a warm smile.
“Another rough day?”
>She pulls back in embarrasment, noticing that she must have let on more than she wanted to.
>”It's...”
>She pauses again. Prompting you to bring the other hand to cup the other cheek, forcing her to look back at you.
>Her gaze meets yours, softening into a somber expression.
>”I'm sorry Anon...”
>She pulls away from you.
>”I didn't mean to worry you. My duties have just become... rather demanding...”
>You reach out once more, and with a gentle touch, handle her chin and point it towards your own.
“No one else could make it look so easy, Celly.”

>She pulls back in, resting her long, soft neck against your own, prompting you to wrap her in a warm embrace.
>Her soft fur gives under your tightening grip as you feel one of her long legs come to rest over your shoulder.
>You pull out of the hug, meeting her expectant gave once more.
>Her longing eyes pull you into a deep and passionate kiss.
>The blow her breathe against your face washes you in sweet exstacy as you pull her closer and closer.
>With only a hoof between you, She breaks the kiss.
>”Anon... A bit bolder than usual for the garden...”
>Her sultry gaze invites you to continue, and damned if you don't want to.
>You bring the contents of your pocket out with deft precision, masking it in the wrap of another warm embrace, pulling her smiling face in close to your own.
>You take notice of her beautiful eyes, shining brightly in the midnight sky behind her.
“I'm just getting started, Celly.”
>On cue, you bring the small box into her line of sight, causing a moment of confusion.
>Almost immediately followed by even more intense panic.
>She vigorously pulls away from you, taking a number of steps backwards in recoil.
>You stand back up, walking towards her.
>As you make your way to her, she continues to step back but at a slower pace.
“I know I'm not royalty, Celly, but I don't need to be to love you like I do.”
>She stops on her back foot.
>Closing the gap, you reach out once again.
”I love you so much, Celestia, more than you could ever know.”
>Tears begin to well in her eyes as she stands frozen in place.
>You lean down, taking a knee.
>She stands stone silent, shock still washed over her face.
“This is what we do back on Earth when we want to tell someone that they'll never be alone again.”

>The tears start to take over as her face crunches into emotional confusion.
“Celestia. I want you to marry me.”
>On that note, the floodgates open as wide as they could.
>Rolling tears sparkle in the light of the moon as she pulls back further and further.
>A twinge of doubt grasps your heart in barbed wire. Why wasn't she looking at you?
>“I...”
>Her mouth hangs open, quivering, trying to make sense of the emotions in her head, but to no avail.
>It hurts to see her in pain like this. From work is one thing, but not from you. Not anymore.
“I'm here, Celly. No matter what. It's Okay...”
>Fuck sake, where did these tears come from. Fucking man up, Anon.
“I'm...”
>You voice begins to quiver. Damnit...
>You're supposed to be strong for her and you're fucking blowing it.
>Right now, Anon. Steel your nerves. Make this an easy choice for her.
>You come out of your funk, eyes still moist but face strong in conviction.
“I want you to marry me.”
>Time pauses.
>The seconds tick by. You firm in resolve and her stuck in shock.
>An incredible instant. Time never moving, until her hoof finally steps forward.
>Her face still exhibits shock, but again, she moves closer.
>And closer still. Only faster now.
>Your arms decide on their own that now would be a good time to offer a greeting.
>Proper choice as she goes into a full leap. Plowing into you with the full force of the Princess of the sun.
>The kiss she offers damn near burns you alive.
>Her wings wrap you in brilliant light, pulling you close into her tender grasp.
>She pulls away for a split second. Staring longingly with moist eyes.
“I'm counting on you, Anon...”
>You say nothing.
>You weren't going to let her down.
>Never. Not anymore.

Done