Corpse Brides (Corpse Bride X Fem Reader)

8v2. Y/N and Emily. OVA

{Y/N POV}

Y/N went after Emily.

'Emily you're the sweetest person I could've ever imagined. How can you always be so- COLORFUL. Like, good grief! Everything up till this point of reconciliation had been too bland, predictable, and in one color setting. You showed me your world, the land of the dead with your friends. Such wonderful people they are. You held my hand, and I never wanted to let go. I knew from the moment you rose from the ground we were meant. I saw eternity within your eyes. I couldn't have underestimated any opportunity to be here next to you. I guess one day I'll have to thank Victor. Even though.. we're all upset with him. I'll give my life if it means being by your side. I can catch up to you, then hold you for what feels like forever. Know what... for a dead woman she moves so fast.'  I almost trip over myself. " Emily, My blushing Bride! Do me a favor and slow your walking pace for me!?"

{3rd POV}

The Corpse Bride stopped in her tracks then turned to Y/N with a distraught look upon her face. "Oh, Y/N! How could Victor do this to me? Make me feel this way? Am I really that foolish to have believed in his words?" Y/N grabbed her hand and held the Bride close. Then Y/N kissed the Corpse Bride forehead. The woman before her broke down in tears. Y/N wiped away the sorrow on her face. The Bride's expression changed into a small smile. "At least you love me.. Don't you?" Y/N held the Bride's waist and kissed her full on, and backed her into the nearest wall not so harshly. As Y/N pinned the Bride to the wall her face dawned a darker but caring expression." Anyone who tells you they aren't worth it are full of themselves only wanting you for one thing. That's not me though! I will care for you until the end of time. Your cheerfulness, gratitude towards life, an- and the blinding personality. You're honestly an all around great person who's looking for someone to love. But- " Y/N started to tear up, but let go of the Bride and stood up straight. " I love you Emily! And I'll keep loving you. Not for you but for me. I, myself, and my entire being wants to love you. You don't need to love- well anyone. You have to want to be in this relationship because you want to. Let me get to know you, for you. That may have been the ring Victor was planning on giving Victoria, but that's not the one I planned on giving to you..." The Bride walked up to Y/N as she pulled out a ring. The ring was one of the promises she made with Dalin a long time ago, to one day find a love to share with someone.. that wasn't herself. A double laced ring with one of the bloodiest stones you'll ever see, with two embedded pearls on either side. (That's one hell of a ring.) Carefully Y/N placed the ring on top of Victors. The Bride smiled and she'd a few more tears. She wiped her tears away then grabbed one of Y/N hands. " Even if I don't have Victor.. I'll have you. I know I might be selfish at times, but I have a lot to work on within myself. I promise to get better with you at my side. " The Bride nudged Y/N, then they both started to walk around town. After a while Y/N raised an eyebrow, now she realized what she was up to. " Where are we going Emily? " The Bride smiled. She loved it when Y/N announced her by her first name. " My love, this was supposed to be a wedding gift." They came across a flower field with a slim pathway leading to a chapel. Y/N glanced at the Bride who had a small smirk across her face. Soon they arrived at the chapel to see a statue of a skeleton man. The Corpse Bride walked up to the statue to turn the tie and turned his tie. Out came balloons, party decorations that said 'Welcome!' And 'Congratulations!', and down fell a big present box. The Bride gave Y/N a small push towards the present. Y/N touched the box slightly, and was surprised.. butterflies flew out and something formed from underneath. An original 1820 field view camera.

(In the early 1800s, the camera obscura had become a portable, light-tight box that contained materials and chemicals that would momentarily record the image through the lens. Cameras created in the 1800s were often crafted for looks as well as functionality. For instance, fine woods were used with brass fixtures to showcase the equipment. Wood had the advantage over metal as it was lighter and the camera could be made larger, which would give the photographer more movement and extension. The wood was also exceptional for dampening vibration, which could affect a metal camera and blur the picture. On the other hand, the metal cameras had the advantage of less flexibility for long extensions. The metal cameras could be knocked over with little damage, while the wooden cameras could be shattered if they hit the floor.)

Y/N ran up to Emily, and hugged her tightly. "Thank you so much Emily! We should take a picture. '' Y/N moved to set up the camera, then rigged it so she can be in the picture with the Bride. She hurried and took her place beside the Corpse Bride. Y/N stood in front of the Bride while she had her arms wrapped around her waist." Say: I  kissed the Bride! " Emily giggled. " I kissed the Bride. "
The camera flashed taking pictures. The Corpse Bride went to take out the picture. With the photo in her hand she looked at it. Y/N with the goofiest smile, and herself grinning ear to ear. As Y/N put everything away for compactness the Bride walked up to her and grabbed one of her hands. " Don't worry about love. Let's go to the pub. " They strolled down the street, people noticed the Corpse Bride's sudden glow. She was happy, that's all for her.

Word count: 1065