• cotl / reader •

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SHAMURA X ARTEMIS ( OC )

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A rustling sound was heard as a silver moth crawled out of a bush, shaking off any of the leaves that got caught in her silky fluff. With a few swipes, the leaves were gone and she focused on the path ahead, looking around, in search of something, or perhaps, someone. Artemis came across a clearing in the forest where a large stone sat, and she set herself down on it, wings flattening and resting on the cold stone. The silver moth's legs dangled, waiting for the arrival of a particular, very special, spider that she found herself thinking about to an unnatural degree.

Soon enough, a large spider trampled over some of the nature in their way and made their way toward her. When they made it to her side, looking at them with an unreadable expression. The air was tense around the two, and it took a moment for one of them to speak up.

"Weather's pleasant today." Shamura, the spider, spoke up, their voice cracking. "A fine day for this magnificent occasion."

They looked down at the moth with a calm gaze. "Hurry now, the gardens are awaiting us." Artemis quickly picked herself up from the rock and followed Shamura into the vast forest, careful not to trip and fall over any of the fallen branches, loose stones, or twigs that got in the way. It's be awkward to lose your foothold during a date. A date with a bishop, no less. They'd expect perfection and flawlessness. However, Artemis, was not without flaws, and it didn't help that she felt super scared that she might mess the date up. But she didn't overthink the situation. Artemis would find a way to push on as she always had.

The couple carried on until they found their way to a garden full of all sorts of flowers. Daisies, camellia, roses, tulips, sunflowers.. and that was just about the only ones Artemis could identify at the moment. Shamura stopped in their tracks and offered a claw to the moth and Artemis took it in her own, a smile on her face. They guided her over to gaze at the many flowers in the elegant field.

"Woah." Artemis looked over to a long, green, plant with a few white flowers blooming at the bottom. "Looks pretty."

"It's a gladiolus." Shamura replied in a silky voice. "They symbolize strength and integrity."

"Reminds me of you." The spider picked a gladiolus from the many and tucked it right next to Artemis's right antennae. She gave a little laugh, adjusting it with a warm blush on her face. Shamura tilted their head in response and continued strolling through the gardens, holding her hand gently. The moth stopped them, letting go of their claw to bend over and pick a red rose, fidgeting it in her hands. She stood back up and turned to face the spider, who gave her a confused — yet intrigued — little smile appeared on their face. Artemis held the rose out for Shamura to grab, and they did.

"For you, my bishop." She said confidently, lending them the rose, watching the spider take a whiff of the plant with a chuckle.

"I give my sincerest gratitudes." Shamura thanked, grabbing Artemis's hand and moving further into the gardens. The two gazed at the pretty flowers together and held each other close, making flower crowns, sharing flowers, little fun facts about any of the flowers the moth caught interest in, and after hours of talking and admiring they left to Shamura's temple for a rest.

Opening the entrance to the temple, Shamura walked over to a grand door and it slammed open. Shamura held the door open for Artemis, bowing their head. "Ladies first."

She laughed and walked into the room, Shamura entered and shut the door on the way in. Artemis sat herself on Shamura's large bed. The spider laid down on the bed, laying their head on the fluffy pillow. The moth slowly but surely laid beside the bishop, putting more weight onto the mattress. Shamura opened their arms and gestured for Artemis to come closer.

They wrapped their arms around Artemis, running a claw through their slightly tangled fluff and cuddling into them. She was caught off guard, but leaned into the touch shortly after. Shamura's head was laying on her's while she was hugging them close, snuggling into each other. Artemis had not a single care in the world but Shamura and how wonderfully their date had went that lovely day.