#foresthorror

Timber: When his datemate proposes to him, he's not really sure what they're doing? Like, what the heck? They would have to explain to him what proposing means, and once they do, he accepts because he's very happy! He would like the ring, but he doesn't really wear it? He would just go to put it into his little secret area(it's the place where his forest is still not burnt and it's pretty there(I wrote about it before, I dunno if you know lol)

Pinks: Another one that doesn't get it at first. Oh, yeah, pretty ring! What's that mean? Once they explain it to him, he perks up then smiles and starts to explain how his kind get married. His rambling makes him almost forget that they're proposing... until he agrees, of course! He would pull them into the water and nuzzle their faces together, letting out happy hums. He is very happy that his mate wants to stay with him forever.

Yanberry: He would stare at the ring with wide sockets, his eyeshines disappearing. It might seem like he's upset, but then they come back and they're so bright! He hugs you, pressing 'kisses' against your cheeks. "Yes! Of course I'll marry you. Ahh, how did you get this without me noticing? You're so cute!" of course he would also try to figure out how you snuck out to buy the ring, but right now, he didn't care enough about it to question it! You're his marriage partner now, more than just his datemate... maybe he could even talk you into doing a soul binding?

Well, funnily, as long as his forest is still around, he would still be around. If the last tree is still standing, so would he. He is not a being without his forest, and his forest is nothing without him.

If he dies, so does his forest, if his forest dies, so does he.

They tried to kill him when they set his forest on fire, but it just lit the anger that he held inside himself for so long. I mean, he could die, but it would take a lot of damage and he would probably cause the death to happen to himself, tbh.

If he forces his body too far, it'll start to breakdown.

Now! Let's get onto the ask. There is a thing that Timber could do, that all of my skeletons could do, called a soul bond.

If he wants to, and his datemate accepts, he could use his magic to seal their souls together to form an unbreakable bond.

He would listen to his datemate as they spoke, nodding along slowly, then he would reach out and gently take their hands into his own.

Over the years, their soft skin had grown wrinkles and became a bit tougher with age. Still, he saw them as beautiful as the very first day that they met.

He lowered himself to the ground, sitting on his knees, before he started to speak. In a voice that had scared so many in the past, it held only softness for the love this single human has given him.

"Either... either way, I would die with you, Y/n." He tightened his grip, just the smallest bit, as no matter how long they've been together, he still worried about hurting them, even a little. "My b-body would still be here, but my heart, my soul, would die with you. So, please, don't let me be alone again." The amount of begging in his voice almost felt like it echoed in his forest, even if he said it only above a whisper.

If Reader suggested that they do a soul bond, he would get way too many thoughts at once, and he would have to sit down to think about his answer. They wanted to do something like that with him? Even though they knew what it would do? He would ask them a few times to make sure that they were sure, then quickly agree.

He wants to have them with him for as long as he can, and he doesn’t want to see them grow old. He’s seen many people over the years—young, old, and middle—and they’re all the same. They die. But, at least with some of his soul, you wouldn’t! You would age so much slower, and then he could age with you. Together, they would be together until the end.

And that’s all he’s ever wanted.

His forest has been alive the longest out of many, and it’s hurting… He knows that it’s hurting, because so is he. His bones are old, they’re tired, and they’re aching, but with the happiness running through his soul as he held his datemate, flowers slowly forced their way out of the blackened earth, forming around them like a ring.

“Is it that hard to believe that I love you?”

It was the question that broke Timber. It broke him, broke his heart, broke his mind. Just BROKE him. He didn’t know how to respond to Y/n, he didn’t know what to say. They were a human that had been coming to leave him offerings. 

They started when they were so young, and now they were older, and… Timber didn’t know how to feel about them. 

They were human; he hated humans, yet he didn’t hate them. He didn’t dislike them at all… 

“Yes,” He responded, looking down at the small human. He could crush them if he wanted to. Take them into his hands, squeeze them until they pop. It would be so easy. 

Too easy.

“It is b…because I d-don’t… deserve it” he rests his hands against his chest. “Y…ou’re- you’re young. You should be with… y..your own kind” he was able to get out. He didn’t want them to regret staying with him, they loved him and he feared that he loved them too. “I’m… not good for you” He shakes his head, sadly. 

Y/n sighs out slowly and walks over, taking his hands into their own. “Timber… you’ve been through so much. I want to make it a bit easier on you by being here. I love you, and there’s nothing you can do that would stop me from loving you” They move their hands up to their mouth, pressing a kiss against his knuckles. They didn’t seem to care much about the way that his fingers were so sharp; he knew that if he wanted to he could hurt them. He could kill them.

He knew that he could.

He has many times before to many humans in the past. 

“You would never b…be able t-to tell anyone,” he says to them, slowly holding their hands in his own. They smile at him, nodding. They seemed to already know. He looks down at them, silent, then gets a small smile and he raises their hands, resting them against his forehead. He had to lean down quite a bit to do this. “Thank you…” he mumbles. 

Walking into these woods would be a death sentence for anyone but you. People go in, and they go missing.

Never to be seen again.

If they are, they have terrifyingly stories to share.

You have many that you keep to yourself. Why would you share your stories with the townspeople that hurt him all those years ago?

Walking into the woods; you felt the all familiar stare, and even if you knew who it was, you still felt nervous.

Staring feels weird!

It was snowing so you were cold, but not dressed for the weather, you knew why.

Finally you got farther in and vines curl around you, bringing you deeper into the forest.

You saw him.

He was just sitting in the grass, the only place in here where it grows... Trees around him.

If you didn't know better, you'd assume he was a strange statue. "Hey Timber, I'm here" you say, with a small laugh. You knew that he knew.

He brings you close, the vines letting you go and he nuzzles you, purring happily.

The closeness let you feel how hot he was, like a fire...

You cuddle into him, starting to rub your hand over his chest, "sorry I'm a bit late" you start, "I needed to take a shower and everything"

He nods, mostly to show he heard you and he nuzzles into your hair. He always held you like you weighed nothing to him and honestly, you most likely didn't.

While you sat and let him nuzzle and check you out, you noticed something above your head "did you grow that?" You ask him.

He looks up at the plant, letting out a huh sound then nods. Guess he did! He nods again looking back at you.

You smile and place your hands on his cheeks, pulling him forward and you press your lips against his teeth in a kiss.

His body tenses, his bones locking but he slowly relaxes and returns the kiss, purring happily. It was a deep and cracky sound but still there.