#like ohh will there be flowers during her wedding

[gomzdrawfr]

ASKED THE WRONG PERSON BEFORE OOPS BUT.

Genuine question because I'm fascinated with phobias,

Does Raven struggle to eat fruit or vegetables sometimes because of her anthophobia? because they come from flowers and I was wondering what your perspective on her phobia is and it’s interesting from a psychological standpoint.

((I saw @s3rrrpentine tagged me on the original post too so))

The short answer is no to most of them, because while fruits and vegetables originates from flower, they lack the visual that would trigger her phobia.

Rambles below!

See the fear towards flowers stems from her experience of being in confinement in the face of sunflower wallpapers surrounding her, so sunflowers, in particular, creates a strong negative association for her. Over time because her fear went unaddressed, it generalized to all kinds of flowers, particularly bright yellow or vividly coloured ones. It's something like stimulus generalization where the brain begins to link fears towards similar stimuli.

The visual characteristics of flowers are the source of anxiety, followed by textures and smells. She is, sort of under some form of therapy (exposure, behaviour etc) to mitigate the stress associated with flowers. Last updated she was able to handle small shrubs and flower imagery (png etc).

The level of stress and discomfort from flowers depends on the context, if the floral scent is faint and overshadowed by other senses she can tolerate it. So fruits and vegetables are less likely to evoke reactions. Plus, given fruits and veges are usually combined with her everyday role in meals, there's a psychological separation from the concept of flowers.

Interestingly, this is why she is quite sensitive around tea! Some tea with strong floral scent might trigger her in one way or another. So she avoids tea like jasmine tea. Perfume as well! (the mask helps in blocking most scents)

[sakurachan7734]

Happy little family

Chapter 7: cancer free

Linda: so what do you plan to do if you are declared cancer free?

Tobor: play in the park with so ice cream! And mama says that the beginning of summer will go to a fancy place to look for outfits for her and mama’s wedding!

Linda: that seems like fun! Now let’s get your medicine

Meanwhile with Kim and John 

John: so what month do you plan on getting married?

Kim: July 18 if tobor is cancer free we have an been planning for months

John: are you guys going to have a traditional Jewish wedding?

Kim: I don’t know I will talk to Sally about it 

John: ok hopefully tobor is cancer free

A few hours later Sally, talus and Kim are at the hospital

Linda: ok his treatment was successful and tobor is cancer free!!

Kim:* picks up tobor and hugs him* congratulations my strong little boy!!

Sally:* hugs tobor also* now you get to run around and play again!

A few hours later

Tobor: I thought that we would go have a fun day when I get out?

Sally: oh we are waiting for you to get your strength back to run around because I’m sure you want to run around without getting tired of the first five minutes don’t you?

Tobor: yes I do 

Sally: then you should make sure that you are eating enough and drinking plenty so you can get strong again

Tobor: ok mama

A month later Kim, John, talus and tobor go suit shopping

John: are you sure you don’t want to wear my suit? 

Kim: yes I don’t think it will fit me 

John: ok

Talus: ohh look at that one mommy!

Kim: oh that one looks good it would look cute on you and your brother

Talus: can we try them on?

Kim: yes we are looking for outfits for you too also

Tobor: ok mama!

Talus and tobor grab the suits and go to the dressing room

Kim:* picks up a white suit with part of a skirt in the back* this is cute

John: do they have it in your size?

Kim: yes this one is perfect

John: ok good why didn’t Sally come with us?

Kim: she is going to wear her mother’s wedding dress

John: ok awww you both look great

Talus: thanks grandpa!

Kim: awww do those feel comfortable?

Tobor: yes

A few hours they finish shopping and go back to the apartment

Sally: how was shopping?

Kim: it was good we found some suits for me and the boys did you find the dress?

Sally: yes I did and make sure the boys put the suits in a safe place

Kim: I know I may put them in the hall closet

Sally: good idea

A month later a week before the wedding

Sally* putting down chairs* ok so we will put the tables and chairs here

Marceline:* setting up the arch* ok how many people are coming?

Sally: Linda, John, you and marceline I don’t want a crazy big wedding

Marceline: ok as long as you both are happy are your boys going to be groomsmen? Or the ring barrier?

Sally: talus is going to carry the ring and tobor is going to be the flower boy 

Marceline: ok do you guys plan on going to a honeymoon spot?

Sally: probably in that nice beach house in the beach near the end of town

Marcelin: ok do you want us to watch your boys while you go?

Sally: no no it’s fine It will only be like a week or two anyway the wedding will only be a few hours long

Marceline: yeah that makes sense since your son just got out the hospital 

Sally: yea hopefully everything will go well

Marceline: don’t worry everything will go smoothly

Meanwhile with Kim and John 

John:* puts something in the oven* I’m so happy for you both

Kim: I know you tell me every day

John: I know I’m just very proud of you because you never really came out of your shell and you were scared that any relationship you would have would die like your first girlfriend did

Kim: I know I already explained that to Sally during one of my ptsd episodes

John: I know but let’s not get into your bad memories when the happiest day of your life tomorrow

Kim: yea I was gonna say that

The next day dreamer brings Angelina from heaven to help Sally see if her wedding dress fits

Angelina: you are looking beautiful dear

Sally: thank you mom I’m surprised this dress survived

Angelina: oh it was it in the house that night it was at your aunts she promised to keep it safe if you wanted to ever get married 

Sally: oh that’s good and it’s surprisingly comfortable

Angelina: did you expected it to be itchy?

Sally: kind of because the sleeves are lace

Angelina: oh no I got this dress custom-made I wanted it to be as comfortable as possible

Sally: ok mom

Angelina: I’m sad me and your father won’t be able to see you get married but I am happy that you found someone that takes good care of you and your boys

Sally: thank you mom I’m glad I found Kim to she is the most wonderful person I met even though we had kids before marriage and I know that is considered a no no in the world

Angelina: that’s good and it’s ok that you had kids before marriage you and your wife were old enough and it seems like the boys were not planed

Sally: yes the weren’t planed but we are happy we have them

Angelina: good why don’t you get out the dress you will be wearing it tomorrow

Sally: ok

Meanwhile with tobor, talus and Blair

Blair: do you want to run around the wood when they are saying their wedding vows?

Talus: maybe not in the woods but around the castle so our mommy’s won’t be worried about us

Blair: yea I guess you’re right

Tobor: tomorrow is going to be fun!!

End of chapter





[uncpanda]

The Ties that Bind: Wedding Planning

AN1: I can’t believe I got this out. It’s been a rough few weeks y’all. This is a little one shot that shows wedding planning! It takes place in season 6 after the proposal. 

AN2 : Huge SHOUT OUT to the following people who helped brainstorm and edit this chapter @hotforhotchner11 @originalsoulduck @hotchinkevlar

Warnings: None that I can think of other than JOEL.

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x fem!reader

Master List 

It’s odd. There’s no other way to describe it. It’s just odd. He has never, not once in his entire life, had the entire team over to the apartment. JJ came over pretty regularly because of Henry and Will. Garcia would occasionally come over to pick you and Jess up. Spencer was a fairly permanent fixture thanks to you, and Dave and Morgan occasionally came over for a game. But they had never all come over at once. They usually did that at Dave’s place because it was bigger. 

They’d been ten minutes away from landing when Garcia had sent out the text instructing everyone to come over to his place. And now . . . here he was. 

He can feel them at his back as he opens the door. They all crowd around him to peer in. It’s only years of training that keeps his jaw from going slack. 

His living room is covered in color swatches, his table is covered in various types of plate settings, and there’s a board covered in flower options. At the center of the madness is Jack and Henry. They’re standing on the coffee table in different suits while JJ and Jess study them. 

Will stomps out a second later in a tan suit with a bow tie that Aaron wants to burn on sight. You like to tease him about being a fashionista and in this moment it’s true. “JJ. There is no way in hell I am wearing this! Not a chance!” 

JJ’s lips tip up, “Why not? It screams southern.  Hotch was born and raised in the south. So were you. And Jack and Henry are being raised here. It’s perfect.” 

Aaron knows JJ well enough to know when she’s not serious, and though she’s hiding it pretty well, she’s fairly close to laughter. Will lets out a groan, “You really think she’d like this?” 

That’s when Aaron realizes you’re not there. He moves further into the apartment and the team follows, silent. Garcia comes out of the back room a moment later with printouts of what Aaron is pretty sure is a list of songs. 

“Ohh good! You’re back! We have piles of suits in Hotch’s room. Each one is labeled with your names, you guys need to start trying them on. Hotch, your lovely future bride insisted that you get final decision on the suits. Her exact words were, when I tried to insist on the tan suit, that if she got to pick out her own clothes for the wedding so did you. The men’s people’s clothing is also your choice.” 

Will, rather loudly declares, “Oh thank God.” 

Aaron sets down his brief case and go bag, “Where is my fiancé? I thought she’d be at the helm of this.” 

Jack pipes in, “Mom is still at work! There were late busses, she picked me up and I got to stay with her in the auditorium until Uncle Will and Aunt JJ came to get me!” Jack hasn’t spent much time at the school with you, but he loves it there. You’ve always told Aaron that it’s the thought of being a big kid that intrigues him. 

Will slides him a look, “It’s been that way all week. She said the flu has been making the rounds through the bus drivers and the teachers. She’s been covering classes during her planning and then been attempting to get work done after Jack is in bed.” 

Aaron nods; he hadn’t been able to talk to you much on this case. It had been hectic. There had been a few texts, but nothing worrying. “Well then, as the groom, I say we put this on hold, order some pizza, and wait for the bride to get home.” 

Penny visibly pouts, “Can I at least show you some of my ideas? I haven’t been able to show her anything yet.” 

Before he can say anything Dave is interrupting, “There is no way they’re having carnations in the bouquets! They’re tacky!” 

Penny’s eyes narrow, and she heads over to defend her choices. Dave shoots him a wink. He looks back at Spencer who is studying the tan suit Will is wearing. Spencer looks up, and before he can even say anything Aaron shuts it down, “No.” 

“But I like it.” 

“No.” 

“I’m not even on your side in this! I’m the Man of Honor!” 

“And we both know there’s no way in hell your sister is agreeing to a tan suit with a bow tie. She wants traditional. Remember?” 

Spencer visibly pouts, and Aaron steers Henry and Jack into Jack’s room to change back into play clothes. He takes a quick minute to call you.

You pick up on the fifth ring, and he can hear the exhaustion in your voice, “Hey.” 

“Hey yourself. Any news on a bus?” 

You snort, “They keep telling us a bus is coming, but they’ve been saying that for over an hour.” 

He glances at his watch. Your school let out for the day two hours ago. He winces when he hears a kids scream. It doesn’t seem to phase you. “Is everything okay?” 

“Nope. These kids have been waiting to go home for two hours. They’re hungry and tired, and ready to be home. They’re frustrated. I feel the same way. I’ll call you when I’m finally able to get out of here. I love you.” 

“Ooooohhhhh.” The exclamation comes from your side, and he smiles. You don’t say anything. 

“Love you too.” 

He hangs up, as Morgan sticks his head into the room, “So . . . Penny and Dave want to start the guest list. There’s two white boards involved, and three colors of markers, and I’ve been asked to get you. Apparently, there are a lot of people from work who have heard you’re getting married and want to come. You get to make final cut decisions.” 

Aaron can’t help himself, “You think I can escape through the window?” 

Morgan shakes his head, “She’d just find you again. She can tap into the cameras.”  Aaron sighs and goes out to face his doom. 

You’re exhausted. Bone tired. And you’d totally be willing to call out tomorrow if you didn’t know for a fact that half the teachers in your grade are out sick. All you want to do is go home, change into something comfy, kiss Aaron, hug Jack, eat pizza, and have a glass of wine. You already know that isn’t going to happen. 

You can hear the commotion from the other side of the door, and despite being tired it makes you smile. You open it to find chaos. 

There are three white boards set up in the living room, the team is scattered all over the couches and the floor, and Aaron and Penny and Dave are facing off at the whiteboards. You sigh in relief when you realize he has Jess as backup. She’s not afraid to bite or pull hair when she needs to.

You quickly realize it’s a guest list. You toe your shoes off, place your backpack and purse where they go, and walk further into the apartment. You bend over near Spencer; he smiles and kisses your cheek. “We’re working on the guest list. Garcia and Dave say that needs to be done first so we can pick out an appropriate venue and know when and what is available.

“I got Mrs. Jacobs on the list, her husband is still iffy.” 

You glance at the whiteboard, “The director of the FBI?” 

Spencer nods, “He’s been wanting Hotch to move up the ladder for years. They play golf every few months.” You study the list and recognize quite a few politicians, lawyers, and other people. 

“I’ve known Aaron for years, how did I not know he was this well connected?” 

Spencer shrugs, “No clue.” 

“Also how much money does Garcia think we have?” 

He shrugs again, “I don’t think she cares since Dave is paying.” 

You frown, “Dave is most certainly NOT paying!” 

That gets people’s attention, and Dave glares, “I most certainly am!” 

Your eyes narrow, “You don’t want to fight me, Dave.” 

He crosses his arms, “I chase serial killers for a living, you don’t scare me.” 

At the same time Aaron and Spencer say, “She should.” 

You move around the couch, “Dave, for the past week I’ve been working non-stop. The school is down half of it’s staff. I’ve been covering math classes, PE and everything in-between. I’ve been pulling bus duty too, which means dealing with grumpy teenagers, who have every reason to be grumpy! At this point I’m HOPING the flu takes me out of commission because it might mean more than a few hours rest!” 

Dave takes a step back. You point at the board, “That is ridiculous. The only people who should be on that board are people we genuinely like and care about. If they don’t meet that criteria then erase them.” 

Morgan jumps across the room and erases Strauss’ name from the board. He gets a few looks but shrugs, “No one wanted her there, and you know it.” 

You roll your eyes and turn to Penny, “When I said I wanted a traditional wedding, I meant the ceremony and reception. I did not mean something befitting Princess Diana and Prince Charles.” 

Penny slumps and you walk it back, “We don’t need big and over the top. Aaron and I have talked about it." He moves to wrap an arm around you and you swat his hand away, “Wait until I’ve showered, I still have school germs on me.” He lets out a small huff of a laugh, and lets you continue, “We want traditional with our own personalities thrown in. We want to have fun, too.” 

Penny nods, “Okay. I will make everything else disappear and we can take this step by step. Tonight we get the guest list done and start thinking about venues.” 

You smile, “Of course.” 

“Good. Now . . . go wash the school germs off, and I’ll have everything gone by the time you get back out.” 

You don’t have to be told twice. You sprint to the bathroom, and shuck your clothes as you go. The hot water feels amazing. You spend more time in there than you need, and then head back into the bedroom. Aaron is waiting there. 

“Can I hug you now?” 

You smile and open your arms. He sweeps you into a hug and then a kiss. He kisses you several more times, and then whispers, “I laid out your yoga pants and my GW tee-shirt that you like.” 

You kiss him again just for that, “I knew I was marrying you for a reason. Other than the whole loving you thing.” 

He smiles. You change quickly and follow him back out to the den. Jack and Henry, who had been playing in Jack’s room, are back out and your boy climbs into your lap for a snuggle. You spend the rest of the night debating the guest list. 

Strauss gets added back on, and so do several of the politicians and other DC bigwigs. Strauss only makes it back on the list thanks to Dave, who finally admits he’s dating her. Anderson also makes the list. Kevin, Garcia’s ex, is thoughtfully tossed off. Mrs. Jacob's husband also makes the list, and you add in your friends from work. It’s still a fairly large list and Dave once again begs to pay. 

“I’ve paid for three weddings that ended in divorce. Just once, I’d like to pay for a marriage that’s going to last.”

You compromise when Aaron shrugs. You decide to let Dave pay for the reception while you and Aaron pay for the ceremony. You feel that’s more than fair and it makes Dave happy. You eventually get your glass of wine and a piece of pizza. And with the numbers finalized everyone heads home. Everything is great, until you wake up sick to your stomach in the middle of the night. Apparently, you had finally gotten the flu. 

[miss-smutty]

A/N - I've literally been gone for months 😱😭 I've been so busy with my business I lost my writing mojo again. I'm sorry @swaggysposts you've waited so long for your request but here it is, I hope you like it.

Request- "How about Thor x reader wedding night....Having a wedding in the Avengers Facility with the Avengers.....And Tony letting them use his Malibu home for their wedding night....

The reader is a virgin and nervous about the whole sex thing.....Thor feels her nervousness.... Thor eases her nervousness by playing and dancing around in the Malibu Mansion and they do tequila body shots between each other and they have skinny dipping in the pool And they both get turned on and they have a intimate first time by Thor's sweet gesture 😍😍

Word count- 4,651 (sorry it's so long 🙊)

Warnings- Swearing, smut, unprotected sex

Taglist-: @innerpaperexpertcloud @pandaxnienke @chickensarentcheap

Posted: 29th April 2021

18+ only!!

Blushing Bride

"3… 2… 1!" Everyone in the room shouted gleefully.  You reached down and threw your beautiful sunflower bouquet back into the crowd. Turning around to watch where it lands, smiling from ear to ear as you watch your girlfriends scramble to catch the falling flowers.

Nat clambers over people unapologetically, elbowing your cousin in the face as she reaches into the air and catches the bouquet with one hand. There's cheers as she arrogantly side-eyes the other girls shamelessly, you notice as she catches Bucky's eye from across the room, confirming the suspicions you've had for a while. Hopefully you'll get chance to question her about that later on.

You scan the room until your eyes lay on the person you were looking for - your handsome husband.

Thor can't take his eyes off of you, his beautiful bride, you blush under his stare and laugh when you realise the cliche of now being his beautiful blushing bride.

You've never seen him in a suit before and he looks completely ravishing, his broad frame filling out the navy blue, fitted suit, impeccably. He's talking to Tony and Pepper and by the way they all keep looking over at you, you realise you're the subject of their conversation.

"So, you're finally Queen Odinson" Tony greets you as you make your way over to join them, hitching up the long train of your dress. You feel like a queen in your exquisite wedding gown, the way it drapes on your curves perfectly. It's a little difficult to walk in especially with how clumsy you are but it makes you feel amazing.

"Wow, it feels so strange when you say that." You smile widely, reaching up on your tiptoes to kiss Thor's cheek.

"You've always been my Queen." His grin is equally as wide as yours as he wraps his arm around you, gazing down at you proudly.

"Don't mind us" Tony says sarcastically, rolling his eyes and then laughing when Pepper playfully hits his arm.

"Oh don't worry, we won't. I've been waiting for this day since… Forever" 

"I know, Thor what took you so long?" Tony jokes.

"I have wanted to make Y/N my Queen since the first moment I set eyes on her" Thor says seriously, Tony's rhetorical joke going straight over his head. 

"Yeah, we get it Point Break. Now I have a wedding gift for you both." 

"Ohh yes, you're going to love it" Pepper adds excitedly, clapping her hands together enthusiastically.

"We want to invite you to spend your honeymoon in our Malibu mansion, so what d'ya think?" Tony asks.

"Oh my god! No way! We'd love to." You exclaim, looking at Thor for his approval and squeeling excitedly when he nods in agreement.

"Good, now you better go mingle. I can see your mom shooting me daggers for hogging you both for too long" he smiled warmly. You reach up to kiss his cheek and wrap your arms around pepper tightly.

"Thank you so much you two, you're the best" you say excitedly.

"Yes we are and don't forget it" Tony laughs.

Thor takes your hand in his and leads you to the dancefloor to join your friends. As he wraps his arms around your waist he leans down to whisper in your ear.

"You look radiant, my love. I can't wait until we're alone" He says sincerely.

You feel a tightness in your throat at his words and quickly try to swallow it away, gulping nervously. You were a virgin and the thought of Thor having literally hundreds of years more experience than you, terrifies the life out of you. 

"Your brother looks like he's having a good time" you say sarcastically, changing the subject strategically when you spot Loki over Thor's shoulder. Of course he didn't look happy at all, stood in the corner on his own with a face like thunder.

Thor spins you around so he can see for himself, a smile tickling the corner of his mouth when he realises you were joking.

"You know Loki, he can't stand anybody else being happy. Especially me. This must be torture for him" He laughs, the smile on his face crinkling the corners of his eyes as he gazes down at you. Your own cheeks aching from the smile that hasn't left your face for the whole day.

"Are you sad that the rest of your family and friends aren't here?" You ask, resting your head on his chest and feeling his heart beating.

"Of course not, my love. We will see them soon." he smooths his hand down the back of your head.

Thor had promised to give you your perfect wedding, everything you'd ever dreamed of and then later you would go to Asgard and have a traditional Asgardian ceremony too. The thought of it made you extremely nervous, you had no idea what to expect but imagined you would be surrounded by beautiful Gods and Goddesses and the idea of it made your stomach sink.

You danced the night away with your friends and Thor until your feet could no longer hold you up and you collapsed, exhausted into Thor's arms.

"I think it's time to get you home, my love" Thor whispers into your ear.

"I don't want it to end yet" you whine, clasping your hand to your mouth to stifle a yawn. The tiredness suddenly washing over you all at once.

"Don't worry, the night has only just begun" Thor said his eyes glistening with excitement. Butterflies flutter in your stomach with anticipation, nerves and excitement mixing together until you didn't quite know which was the most dominant feeling. 

                        *********************

You can't contain your excitement as you finally see  Tony's mansion set upon the cliffside, over-looking Malibu beach. The futuristic looking building with the glass walls is absolutely breathtaking, definitely everything you imagined Tony's house to be.

As you step inside the house the first thing you notice is how open and clean everything is. The glass wall runs the entire length of the room, it's like you could practically walk out into the sea.

"Welcome to your honeymoon home, Mr and Mrs Odinson. I am J.A.R.V.I.S and I am here to assist you with anything you may need during your stay." J.A.R.V.I.S says through the integrated speakers. 

"Oh my god!" You squeel.

"Who said that?" Thor asks looking around the room, confused. The look on his face is comedic but you stop yourself from laughing to save Thor from embarrassment.

"It's J.A.R.V.I.S" You answer shrugging your shoulders nonchalantly.

"But who is Jarvis? Are we not alone?" Thor asks, eyes wide, still scanning the room for an unseen person.

You giggle at Thors innocence. "I think it's one of Tony's intelligent system thingies, am I right J.A.R.V.I.S?" You laugh when Thor looks at you like you're mad.

"You are right Mrs Odinson, I am Just A Rather Very Intelligent System but you may call me J.A.R.V.I.S. Is there anything else I can help you with?" 

"Not right now, thank you J.A.R.V.I.S" 

"I don't like the thought of somebody watching us, especially on our wedding night" Thor gets that glint in his eyes again.

"He's a computer babe, I think we're safe." You chuckle light heartedly, gliding along the smooth marble floor to stand in front of the enormous window.

"Wow! I bet that view is beautiful in the daylight." You say, changing the subject. 

"Not even half as beautiful as you" Thor says as he comes up behind you and pushes your hair to one side so he can press his lips softly to your neck. Your hairs stand on end as he sends shivers through your entire body. You feel electrically charged by his touch, your body tingling with energy.

Thor feels your body go ridgid against him, he can sense your nervousness and does his best to calm you.

"Are you ok, my love?" He whispers softly as he strokes the goosebumps that have appeared on your arms.

You turn around to face him, placing your hands on his chest to reassure him but avoiding those piercing blue eyes.

"I'm ok." You lie.

"You are not ok, please tell me your worries" he lifts your face to look at him and you cave when you see that gentle, pressing look on his face.

"Fine." You sigh "This is my first time, but you… You've been with hundreds. No, probably thousands of women. How could I not be worried?"

"They will never compare to you" He smiles genuinely. You're not going to lie, the thought of him with even one other woman makes you feel slightly sick.

"You don't know that." Looking away again, unable to concentrate when you look into his deep blue eyes.

You didn't want to believe that he was being sincere, how could he be? Thousands of women, there's absolutely no way you could even slightly compare. Thinking about it was making you even more nervous, you had experience with other sexual things but you were still a virgin. Growing up with religious parents that had drilled it into you that you mustn't have sex until you were married. You knew it was possibly all bullshit, just another thing made up to control women but still there's always a chance it wasn't and you didn't want to take the risk of spending your afterlife in hell. So you'd been a good little girl and restrained yourself through the absolute torment of college and the multiple boyfriend's who had never been able to last longer than a couple of months before they dumped you or cheated on you. Then you met Thor, he was different to anyone you'd ever met and not just the fact he was an actual god - but he was a gentleman.

"I do because I have never loved anyone the way I love you." You look up at him slowly, smiling shyly when you catch his eye. The things he said definitely helped ease your mind a little.

"Just don't worry about it, ok my love? We'll take things slow." He adds, kissing your forehead.

"Ok… Now can we try and find some alcohol to loosen up a little?" 

"Do you not think you've had enough?" He asks, cocking his head to the side to examine your level of drunkenness.

"I think my nerves have sobered me up." You pout playfully, looking up at him through your lashes.

"Well then what are you waiting for? Let's find this alcohol." He grabs your hand and hurries through the room, dragging you along, laughing behind him. You have to run to keep up to him, his long legs making him much faster than you. 

"Oh my god, Thor. You almost pulled my arm out." You laugh stopping to catch your breath, the house so big that it took a lot longer than expected to make it to the kitchen.

You spied a hamper that had been left on the kitchen counter, behind Thor. A bottle of champagne with two flutes, some bottles of spirits and a huge crate of Thors favourite ale - Peppers idea you guessed.

"Wait! Stop!" Thors tone makes you freeze on the spot, the bottle of champagne ready to be popped in one hand.

"What's wrong?" You say, concerned. Is there a spider? Oh my god. You shake your hair and pat your body in a frantic manner. "Thor what is it?" he was just stood there looking amused.

"Nothing. I just realised this is the first time that I've had you to myself all day. I need a kiss" he moves over to you with his lips pursed in an exaggerated way.

"You idiot, I thought there was a spider" you say, giggling when he grabs hold of you and wraps his arms tightly around your waist. He rubs his rough beard against your cheek playfully, making you giggle and squirm as his bristles tickle your skin. His hands are clasped around your stomach, lifting your feet from the ground, while you try and fail to get away from him and his tickling.

"Thor, stop. I can't breath." You laugh breathlessly. 

Lifting you up effortlessly, he sits you down on the kitchen counter and nestle's himself in-between your legs. Looking at him closely, you realise just how beautiful he is and how lucky you are that he's your husband. 

"What are you thinking?" Thor asks, making you realise you were day dreaming and lost in a trance when Thor spoke.

"I'm not telling you." You tease, closing your mouth tightly.

"You do know now we're married, you have to tell me everything" 

"Everything?" You probe.

"Yes, absolutely everything."

"Fine, I was thinking about how lucky I am to be married to you." You roll your eyes at how soppy you sound, you're not usually one for romantic gestures and Thor knows that. You find it hard to take a compliment and even harder to give one. 

Thor on the other hand, found it completely natural to take and give compliments. He did however have a lifetime to perfect it, so had a slight advantage. 

"I am the lucky one" Looking in your eyes confidently as he speaks, there was definitely no denying the way he felt about you "Now stop rolling your eyes and give me a kiss." 

Thor pulls your face towards him, his lips parting when they connect with yours. The alpha in him taking control of the kiss. You follow his lead heartily, your lips moving together in perfect synchronisation. 

The way you kiss easing your mind a little, your bodies moved together fluently like they were made for each other. The excitement began to rise in you, everything was so effortless when you were together. You know now you were silly to feel worried, that as long as you let your body do the work and don't over-think things, your love for each other will lead the way. Your bodies spoke to each other like old friends, it was just your damn mind that was the problem. Which is why you planned on shutting it up with alcohol, lots of alcohol. 

"Can we go see the pool?" You break away from the kiss too quickly, leaving Thor with his lips still pursed and eyes still closed. The adrenaline was taking over and there was no time to waste.

'Anything for you, my love." He makes his way towards the stairs that lead to the garden.

"Wait, let's take this." You say holding up a bottle of tequila, limes and a couple of shot glasses, then rummaging around the cupboards to find the salt.

"Tony certainly has good taste in liquor, how did he know tequila is my favourite? Or did you have something to do with this?" You ask Thor, the mischievous grin on his face already answering your question.

"Nothing to do with me" he lies, trying to look as innocent as possible.

"Are you trying to get me drunk Mr Odinson?" You say sultrily, smiling when you see excitement flashing in his eyes.

"Of course not Mrs Odinson, now come on let's drink." He takes your hand and leads you to the stairs, you have no idea which way to go but Thor's instincts seem to know the way. The house was so big you thought it would be pretty easy to get lost in it, you wonder how many rooms there are? How many bathrooms? You couldn't wait to explore tomorrow but tonight was all about you and your husband.

                              **************

As you turn the corner, the enormous infinity pool comes into view. From where you're standing the pool appears to stretch out into the ocean, you can't wait to see the view of the ocean in the daylight. The pool is illuminated with underwater spotlights and dimly lit, warm solar lights surround the edge of it. 

"Oh my god, this is amazing!" You stand with your mouth agape looking around you while Thor comes up behind you and places his hands on your hips.

"Shall we try it out?" He asks, whispering against your neck and making you shudder in the warm breeze.

"Yes! But first…" You dangle the bottle of tequila in front of Thor.

Thor pulls a couple of sun loungers out, lifting them into the air effortlessly, like he was moving a feather and not two big, heavy, wooden sun loungers. You swoon at the sight of him, his biceps bulging against the tight fabric of his suit. The thought of running your hands all over his naked body making you feel hot and bothered. How could this beautiful man be your husband?

You realised you still had your wedding dress on when you tried to bend to sit down on the low sun lounger. The tight fabric of your dress restraining against you, threatening to tear.

"Thor, will you unzip the back of my dress please? I need to take it off" you ask nonchalantly, stretching your arms behind you and trying to reach the zip. 

"What? Here?" He asks, his mouth agape as he watches you trying to undress.

"Yes, there's no one around for miles and I can't move in this thing" 

You can hear him gulp from where you were sitting, his Adams apple bobbing in his throat as he swallows back air. You take note of the way he tugs on the collar of his shirt, loosening it slightly. Were you making him nervous? You had to admit, it made you feel good to watch your big, tough man with years of experience become nervous at your words.

"And as hot as you do look in that suit, I think it's time to take it off." 

"What do you mean?" Thor looks shocked at your forwardness. The suprise on his face almost comical.

"Have you ever done a body shot?" You ask while he unzips your dress, teasing him and enjoying it more than you should.

"What is that?" He asks, his eyes drawn to you while you step out of your heavy dress, folding it carefully and putting it on the back of the sun lounger.

"Take off your clothes and I'll show you." You smile, standing confidently in the lingerie you bought especially for this moment - a lacy, ivory all in one.

The way his eyes lingered on your body made you feel like a goddess and that hungry look in his eyes made you want to rip his clothes off.

Thor took off his jacket hastily and paused while unbuttoning his shirt, looking up at you.

"I thought you were a virgin?" He looks hurt, like you'd been lying about being a virgin for all this time.

"I said I was a virgin, you know I have experience with other things." You lift your eyebrows at him and roll your eyes.

"You just don't seem very nervous anymore?" 

"Only because I'm comfortable with you Thor, I know I can be myself with you and there's no one better for me to have my first time with." You watch Thor's tension ease, the tightness of his arms relaxing. "Now lay back." You demand, unscrewing the lid on the bottle of tequila.

Thor lays back on the lounger with his arms resting behind his head, holding his neck up so he could watch what you were doing fascinatingly. The sight of his bare chest made you feel weak, the chiselled abs sent tingles through your body. You tried to push your thoughts aside while you concentrated on pouring a shot of tequila, your hands visably shaking and spilling some of the liquid on the floor. 

You place the cut lime into Thor's mouth, the juicy part facing out and pause to giggle at how silly he looks.

"Just hold it there, ok?" Thor nods his head, his eyes lighting up with excitement.

Grabbing the salt from the side of you, you carefully pour a trial down his torso, stopping when you get to the hem of his boxers but secretly wishing you could go lower. Your pussy clenches as Thor's abs tense, restraining against the tickling of the grains of salt against his bare stomach.

Your eyes remain fixed on his as you lean over Thor to lick the trail of salt from his torso, making your way down to the hem of his boxers slowly. You quickly pour the burning liquid down your throat before snaking your way up his body, making sure to grind yourself against him as you take the lime from his mouth, he groans and pushes himself into you desperately.

"Mmm…  Well that was..  arousing. Is it my turn now?" He's already getting up from the lounger, hastily waiting for you to take his place and lay down.

Thor straddles over you, barely waiting for you to lay back and get comfy before he's pouring the salt along the swell of your breasts. You're thinking about his improvisation when you're distracted by the sultry smile and glint in his eyes as he licks his full lips with the tip of his tongue. 

You don't have time to think before he's leaning over and licking the salt from your cleavage, he downs the shot and takes the lime from your mouth. You stare wide eyed at the almost other worldly speed of your husband - why the rush?

Thor sucks on the flesh of the fruit before throwing the skin to the side and leaning in to give you a sticky, citrusy kiss. Leaving your mouth parted and wanting more when he stands up, yanks down his boxers and jumps straight into the pool. The whole thing passed by in a blur and it took you a moment for your brain to catch up and process what was happening.

You smile down at your husband in the water as he comes up to the surface and smooths his wet hair back from his face. He looks like a damn model, the water dripping from his face.

"Come on, the waters lovely." He urged.

All of a sudden you feel shy again, you know you're not going to be able to resist each other for much longer. Understanding now why Thor was so hasty, his adrenaline was in overdrive and come to think of it, so was yours. 

Your hands begin to shake and you don't know if it's from the cool breeze or the nerves. You're feeling a little reserved now, all your big girl talk fading now the moment is almost here. You pour yourself a couple more shots and down them both one after the other, hardly whincing as the liquor burns your throat.

Finally you bite the bullet and shimmy out of your lingerie, you try to do it sexily but the tight fabric clings to your skin making you clumsy. Still, when you look up shyly through your lashes, Thor is completely oblivious to your fumbling. The way his eyes have lit up when he watched you undress fills you with pride. One last shot for good luck before you jump into the pool to join him.

The cold water sends shocks through you, making you rise to the surface gasping for air. How the hell did Thor make it look so sexy? When you look like a spluttering fish out of water.

"Let me warm you up." He glides over to you, smoothly, moving through the water like it was his natural domain. Maybe you were trying too hard? Thinking about things too deeply, you need to calm down.

The feel of his strong arms around you instantly calm you, you wrap your legs tightly around his stomach. You can feel his cock growing against you and by the way he's biting his lip you know he's struggling to restrain himself.

Thor can feel the heat of your pussy so close to his aching cock, he wants to dive inside but knows he needs to go at your pace. His feet touch the bottom of the pool and he moves over to the edge, pushing your back gently against it.

You can feel his heart racing almost as fast as yours. He kisses you deeply, pushing himself against you. Your fingers brush against his cock making him moan in your ear. The size of him makes you even more nervous.

He kisses down your neck , your bodies grinding together. This is it.

"I want you now, Thor." You say breathlessly, panting his name while his lips press to the sensitive spot on your collar bone.

"Here?" He pulls away slightly to look at you, waiting for your approval.

"Yes" you moan, feeling the tip of his cock pressing against your opening eagerly. Your pussy ready to suck him in.

He eases in slowly. The size stretching your walls in an agonisingly pleasurable way. A breathless squeel escapes your lips making Thor stop suddenly.

"Are you ok? I'm not hurting you am I?" He stops, searching your face for an answer.

"Thor it feels amazing." You whine deeply, looking into his eyes with strong, burning love. It hurt slightly as his cock stretched you open - going where no man had been before. You were so glad you'd waited and that Thor was your first but you wish you hadn't waited this long to make love to Thor.

All that time wasted, when you could have been doing this all along.This is a whole new level of love, your bodies finally coming together as one. You feel emotional with the euphoric sensations of built up tensions. 

Thor is so gentle with you, stopping to make sure your ok as he gently thrusts himself into you. The slow pace making the pleasure even more intense as his length repeatedly hits your spot. You feel your face screwing uncontrollably as a unknown sensation rises through you, making your head feel dizzy. This new feeling feels amazing but it's something you've never experienced before. Is this normal? 

You try to push your thoughts away, reminding yourself to stay in the moment.

"Are you comfortable, do you want to go inside?" Thor asks, obviously seeing the turmoil going on inside your head.

"Please. Don't stop" You urge, hoping to feel that gripping sensation once more, desperate to explore it more.

Thor bites his lip as he carries on with his slow love making, trying more than ever to keep up the slow pace even though it is torturous for him. The way your tight walls cling to his length with ferocity, making it harder for him to contain himself.

"You feel so good" he says through gritted teeth, concentrating on the way your pussy grips onto his cock.

You're taking his cock so well, the pain has disappeared and all you feel is ecstasy. You're feeling confident that you can take more, you can let him take you freely.

"Thor, fuck me faster." You say shyly. You can see his eyes light up at your words, he was waiting so patiently for you to take the lead. Your eyes roll back as he gives you his full length, groaning into you as he grips onto your ass with both hands. The sensation takes over you once more and you ride it out, giving in to it as he continues thrusting into you faster.

"Fuck." He moans, you can feel his cock twitching inside of you as you release your orgasm, screaming out his name while his cock pumps into you.

You're both left panting, while you rest your head on his shoulder. You feel like giggling, is that normal? You're overcome with emotions all at once. This was without a doubt the most amazing feeling you have ever felt, you don't want it to stop. Lucky for you, your husband has the stamina of a god.

[cannot-kill-the-sun]

i just - pokemon!Encanto AU/Fusion. Mostly because I need Bruno to have an Absol so freaking badly (both seen as bad luck because they warn of upcoming disasters I MEAN COME ON) and i don’t know when exactly the family gets a pokemon - probably just after the door ceremony? maybe along with their gift the miracle also gives them a pokemon? idk what we actually care about is who gets what

Abuela Alma = is the queen and I was thinking Milotic? because ohh so cold and beautiful, pump a feebas full of beauty poffins and make it happen BUT here’s where I kick you in the heart! the Feabas was Pedro’s, hastily passed on to Alma with a prism scale (intended as a nice gift? one of the things they managed to save from their home? whatever hurts the most is what we’ll go with) at the river. Now all you have left of your husband and your life are your children (who you love so much, who will have a better more stable life than you) and that ugly fish he loved so much. Except that fish in now a giant snake, just another piece of your husband taken from you.

Bruno = Absol obviously and clearly. Litterally half Absol’s dex entries are “Because of this Pokémon’s ability to detect danger, people mistook Absol as a bringer of doom.“ and like, that’s it, that’s Bruno.

Pepa = Castform, poor thing changes form so often but also because Pepa is pushed to keep a neutral to happy emotion the two of them don’t really know how to use the hail and rain forms? possibly adding to the wedding day chaos because they tried to fix it and made it worse?

Julieta = Happiny, but definitely a Blissy by the time the movie happens. Probably the only one of the triplets without some twisted emotions about their pokemon partner.

Luisa = Riolu, poor anxiety sharing pup. imagine them breaking rocks together please imagine the evolution because they’re so happy helping please imagine the stress sharing and helping becomes more and more and more

Isabela = Oddish, which evolved into Gloom pre-movie and she’s feeling pressured to evolve it into Bellossom to match the perfect flower aesthetic but instead evolves into Vileplume during her song (extra umph on the “what did you do” thing mm yes)

Mirabel = Caseta doesn’t give her one cause of what happens to the gift ceremony but she gets given a Smeargle by her parents. Smeargle has been selected largely because of the anime ep where they paint on everything and cause a mess - basically trying to be helpful and getting in the way. what a pair. Also a dog!pokemon shows how she feels closer to Luisa than Isabela

Doloes = Whismur! I was torn between this and Audino (sensitive hearing buddies!) but Whismur has a soft voice ideal for a kid getting used to being able to hear Absolutely Everything and THEN it can evolve into Loudred for foreshadow her crush on loud-voiced Mariano

Camilo = Ditto is the obvious choice and while I would like to argue Zorua i can’t. This kid gets a Ditto and so no one is safe person or pokemon you will be copied and used to get seconds

Antonio = Pikipek, did I pick this because it eventually evolves into something that looks like a toucan yes am I ashamed of this no. it has the energy, it has the vibes, it doesn’t actually matter what pokemon came with his gift because there’s always a dozen hanging around him at any point. half the town probably forgot which was actually his before the party ended

[headoverheelsforramsey]

Hello, hello! This week, we are going on a little:

Home Tour!

Notes: Answer the following with pictures (dialogue from your characters is optional!). Collages are highly encouraged if you want to answer a question with multiple pictures because tumblr mobile only allows 10 total pics. Otherwise, tumblr on a desktop lets you add multiple pictures (non-beta)!

For both:

What does the outside of the home look like? (Front/back yard, garden, pool, etc)

Living room and home office (if any)?

Kitchen and dining room?

Bedrooms? (Master, guest, others)

Other rooms?

Do you own your dream home? If not, what does that dream home look like?

What is your favorite room to spend time in with each other?

Super super late to this, because of my stupid exam but now we are here so let's go! 💃🏽🏠

A/N : I am placing this two years and seven months after the wedding, because I HC Ethan and Meera staying at Ethan's apartment for two years after the wedding and they only start house hunting when they have the baby talk and start trying for a baby. So technically not newlyweds anymore. Now let's get started! ✨

Meera opens the door and greets Bree.

Meera : Hii Bree, welcome to our humble abode.

Bree (chuckles) : This place is anything but humble. I hope I am not causing much trouble.

Meera : Absolutely not. Who else is going to make me feel like a youtuber?

Both laugh, Ethan joins and greets Bree.

Bree : Congratulations on the good news Dr. Ramsey. How far are y'all?

Ethan : Thank you Bree. It's been 3 months already.

Meera (cradling her small bump) : Yup one trimester down two more to go.

Ethan (kissing her forehead) : And then there will be a mini version of you running around these halls.

Meera : Nope it's gonna be a mini you.

The couple shares a look as if challenging each other.

Meera : Fine, Bree, whose team are you on? Do you think it'll be a boy or a girl?

Bree : I am happy with either because at the end I'll be interviewing him or her too.

The three of them share a laugh.

Bree : Let's get started, shall we?

Ethan : Sure.

What does the outside of the home look like? (Front/back yard, garden, pool, etc)

Front :

Meera : We were looking for something modern yet chic, something that is totally us. I fell in love with the design whereas Ethan was in total awe of the open space and glass doors. Needless to say our heart was stuck on this no matter how many more houses we visited.

Backyard :

Ethan : The backyard also doubles up as the garden but it's not quite completed yet.

Meera : Yes it's been two months since we moved, and we haven't been able to work on the garden because of work and the pregnancy. Ethan : But we want to build a garden with a tree house and maybe some swings.

Meera (too excited) : Ohh swings! Yes please add it onto the list. Why didn't I think of it before?

Pool :

Meera : Definitely my favorite part!

Ethan : She is a water baby through and through so that's no surprise.

Meera : Don't act like you don't appreciate me in a swimsuit, Ramsey (winks)

Ethan : There is no denying that.

Living room and home office (if any)?

Living room :

Ethan : Meera was hell bent on having an L-shaped couch.

Meera : Those things are so bougie I had to have one because now I can finally afford one. But yeah the living room is so relaxing with a beautiful view of the outside.

Home office :

Meera : Honestly speaking, I do not understand the utility of a home office, I didn't understand back at his apartment neither do I understand now. If I am supposed to work from home I can do that on the couch or on my bed or even better on the daybeds by the pool.

Ethan (shaking his head) : You'll get it darling. When you start your maternity leave I'll see how you make zoom calls with the pool as your background.

Meera shrugs.

Kitchen and dining room?

Meera : This part was all Ethan so I'll let him do the talking.

Ethan (proudly) : A Poggenpohl kitchen with a granite-topped island adds an ultramodern touch. Glass shelves display colorful glassware convenient to the wet bar. A translucent sliding glass door below the shelves hides the more utilitarian gadgets. And finally playful mod pendant lights seem to levitate over the dining table, which is meant to resemble a river running through the woods.

Meera : You sure you didn't miss your true calling as an interior designer babe?

Ethan (smirks) : Nope, just the fact that I tend to excel at everything I do, Rookie.

Meera : And that makes you 10 times hotter!

Bedrooms? (Master, guest, others)

Master bedroom :

Meera : The bedroom has a different color scheme and tone from the rest of the house because I wanted it to stand out and break the monotone.

Ethan : Again the chandelier was Meera's opinion.

Meera : Finding common ground between his minimalistic taste and mine was difficult but we made it through.

Master Bathroom :

Ethan : Meera I don't think it was necessary to bring Bree in here.

Meera : It was absolutely necessary! Just look at this tub Bree! The bubbles and champagne dates we have here are a total hit.

Guest rooms :

Ethan : We have two guest rooms and both are styled the same way, but unfortunately we haven't had any guests yet. 

Meera : Is it unfortunate Dr. Ramsey? Bryce is just a call away from crashing here. 

Ethan (pinching the bridge of his nose) : Anyone but Lahela.

Meera : We haven't thought about the baby's room yet. But we have the nursery now. 

Ethan : Yes, maybe we'll turn the nursery into a bedroom or one of the guest rooms in a few years. Let's see.

Nursery : 

Meera : This was completed just yesterday hence the delay in the interview, Bree. 

Ethan : We decided to keep the gender of the baby a surprise so we went with a gender neutral nursery that matches the colour scheme of the house. 

Meera : Also because Ethan Ramsey would rather die than paint the walls of his house pink and blue. 

Ethan (rolls eyes) 

Other rooms?

Home library :

Meera (takes in the smell of books) : Better known as my safe haven. 

Ethan : This was absolutely non-negotiable for Meera. 

Meera : We both own a lot of books and the collection keeps on increasing now with the baby incoming. And look at this reading space. It's from my dreams. 

Ethan : This is tucked away in a far corner of the house and is the most serene place around here. Once, I returned home from the hospital and called out to Meera a hundred times, she didn't answer, I started panicking and then found her silently sitting here in her own world. 

Meera : If I ever go missing please check here before running to the police, because once I am in here I forget the existence of the world.

Bree picks up "Peppa pig's super noisy Sound Book" which was kept on a thick medical journal with a smile. 

Ethan feels embarrassed but Meera laughs. 

Meera : Yes these are the new ones in our collection. Ethan was reading it to the baby before you arrived. 

Home Bar : 

Ethan : The wine cellar grew into a home mini bar because we had this unused space left. 

Meera : He loves showing this and his collection off. 

Ethan : Excuse me! If I remember correctly your friends were very impressed as well. 

Meera : True that. Bryce went bat shit crazy during the housewarming party. He said he felt he got back his bartending days.

Ethan (proudly) : And Jackie's exact words for that evening's toast was "to hell with Donahue's" 

Meera : Yeah yeah, you did a great job honey. Also the more surfaces the better for us. 

Ethan : Keep it PG for the love of God. 

Meera (shrugs) : Pregnancy hormones. 

Bree (points) : And that? 

Ethan (facepalms) : The only thing that doesn't match with the vibe here.

Meera : Nonsense! It was a housewarming gift from my friends and I absolutely love it. Ethan just feels it is a cheaper and juvenile version of his favourite game, soccer. But don't worry Bree, I'll get him to play someday. 

Ethan (smirk) : I would very much like to see you try Dr. Ramsey-Bose.

Meera : And I'll see how you say no when your son asks. 

Ethan : It's gonna be a daughter. 

Meera : We'll see. 

Do you own your dream home? If not, what does that dream home look like?

Ethan : For the majority of my life home for me was a structure of bricks and cement with a ceiling but Meera was the one who brought all the love and light and showed me what a real home felt like. So for me, my home is where my heart is and for this lifetime it's kept safe with this gorgeous woman whom I fortunately call my wife. 

Silence lasts for a couple of minutes then Meera snorts. 

Meera (drying her eye) : Damn you pregnancy hormones, I am not even wearing waterproof mascara. It was super cheesy Ethan, a non pregnant me would have definitely called you out on your cheese but this pregnant Meera has to agree with you. Even a stable is my dream home if I have my dream husband with me. (she kisses Ethan) but I wouldn't mind a Jacuzzi, a home theatre, a game room (laughing)

Ethan (an easy smile on his face) : Always knew you were in it because of the money Bose. 

What is your favorite room to spend time in with each other?

Meera : The library. Just him reading to our unborn child like he isn't already the most perfect man in the world. 

Ethan (a very satisfied smile on his face) : First I am very surprised that you kept it PG. So the obvious answer is the bedroom but other than that, the patio, which is not a room though.

Ethan : Meera has a slight deficiency in vitamin D so to avoid complications, we spend a lot of time here in the sun. We play board games, read and even discuss work here sometimes.  

Meera : Ooh yes! This was another great investment and a great way to utilise the humongous outdoor space we have.  

Ethan : I hope you had fun Bree. Thank you so much for doing this. 

A quick shoutout to @a-crepusculo and @jamespotterthefirst who came to my rescue when  I couldn't add more than 10 pics. Also thank you Bree for doing this you are a star and an angel. 💜

Tagging my usual : @starrystarrytrouble @mm2305 @charisworld @choicesfanaf @potionsprefect @genevievemd  @shanzay44 @little-flowers-on-heaven @schnitzelbutterfingers  @coffeeheartaddict  @gryffindordaughterofathena @chemist-ana @adiehardfan @custaroonie @ireneadlerisseggsy @takemyopenheart @natureblooms24 @mainstreetreader @izzyourresidentlawyer @a-crepusculo @quixoticdreamer16 @starryeyedrookie @barbean

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Please let me know if you want to be added or removed. And if you want to sit out only the answers to the ask games hit me up too. There won't be any hard feelings. I promise. 💜

[xeo-kunsatan]

Beast Choices Chapter#5 Sister Promise (Special Part 2)

★-†Before starting this chapter, I'll recommend you to have any snack with you because this chapter is going for long, without nothing more to say.. Enjoy the Chapter!†-★

The Next Day

Pacopolis Airport 6:00 am

All the Spheros family with the Plizetxki sisters taked a Plane to Pac Mexico

They, except by Rotunda.

During the travel Stratos had to sit next to Yeena where both meet eachother.

Stratos: So... You're Muriel's Older Sister?

Yeena: That's right, Yeena Plizetxki

Stratos: Stratos Spheros... Uhm for how Long time you didn't saw your sister?...

Yeena: i don't remember so well.. i kinda think 5 or 6 years but we were still in contact.

Stratos: Wow.. that's too long time.

Yeena: I Know we both had to focus in our own careers, we both have doctorates, me on medicine and she in psychology.

Stratos: so, you're a doctor in medicine?

Yeena: That's right.

Stratos: How many lifes did you saved?

Yeena: Hmm.. interesting question.. I saved 10 Pac persons in total, it's not much but I'm satisfied with that.

Stratos: You sound like a really Good Doctor.

Yeena: I'm not a perfect doctor because I didn't managed to save at least 5 Pac persons, I know it's less but I'm not happy for it because of how much the families of the deceased suffers for them.

Stratos: That most be frustrating and hard for you, did ya?

Yeena: It is, for it I'm always trying hard in doing my best in my work to save more lifes.

Stratos: That's really good.

Yeena: And tell me about you?

Stratos: Well I'm actually working as officiant in a company

Yeena; That sounds good, good luck with that, maybe you can be a good president for Pacopolis.

Some Hours of Travel Later..

Pac Mexico City/CDMX

12:02 PM

The Family have finally arrived in PacMexico city airport and then taked 2 Taxis (Stratos, Rotunda and Santana in one, Betrayus, Muriel and Yeena and other) to the hotel where they would stay, all of them were so tired of the travel.

Muriel: Dude I'm Hungry...

Betrayus: You too, Mury?

Yeena: Yeah.. I'm Hungry too...

Stratos: what if we go to dinner, the Hotel has an international food banquet at this hour.

Rotunda: Ohh~♪ in that case, for me it's fine, let's go Stratos.

Stratos: Yes Mom

*Both leave*

Betrayus:*mocks* Ohh~♪ Yes Mom I'll go with you~

Santana:*chuckles* Betrayus!

Muriel: Admit it.. it's funny hehehe..

Yeena: hehehe what we are laughing for?

B&M: Nothing~...

Yeena: uhh.. okay?

After the dinner the group went to rest to their respective rooms by couples: Rotunda and Stratos, Betrayus and Muriel and Yeena and Santana.

Pac Mexico City

8:25 pm

Room 69

Yeena: Are you Serious Muriel!? Oh my gosh I feel so honored!...

Muriel: Yep Girl, this is more special because you always where there for me and never gave me the back as my father and Yoona,so tell me.. would you accept to be my godmother?

Yeena: Y-Yes!! Thank you Muriel!

Muriel: No Yeena, Thank you very much for all you did for me.

Yeena; *sobs of Happiness* Muriel.. I love you.

Muriel:*hugs Yeena* and I love you too Yeena.

Santana:*sniff* you girls are so touching~

Muriel: Heheh what can I said? Yeena was always being the emotional one.

Yeena: and you the rude Muriel.

Santana: Awww...

The night passed out..

The next day, The group taked different Taxis to Xochimilco, The girls where in the same taxi with Roxy preparing Muriel for the wedding.

Roxy: and Done~, girl estás que ardes~.

Santana: I agree with you girl

Muriel: Thank you Roxy.

Yeena: What did she said?

Roxy: Oh sorry, I said girl you're in fire but in Spanish.

Yeena: Oh I see, sorry I just speak English and Korean.

Roxy: understandable.

Muriel: oh gosh.. Thank you girls.. I'm so excited but I'm nervous too.

Santana: Don't worry, just be yourself, my brother likes you as you are.

Muriel: I know.. it's just..

Suddenly Muriel's hand was trembling and becoming fluffy, Yeena noticed that and holed up her hand to comfort her as well covering her hand.

Muriel:*whispers* thanks Yeena..

Yeena:*whispers as well* you're welcome..

The taxi finally arrived to the place.

Roxy: And we arrived first than the boys!

M&S: Oh Yuss Girl!

Yeena: Excuse me.. Ms Taxi girl.

Roxy: Roxy, at your service.

Yeena: Ms Roxy, is there a restroom around here?

Roxy: it's in front here.

Yeena: Alright, thanks Roxy.

Santana: where are you going?

Yeena:.. I need to speak with my sister in private

Santana: Oh, okay

Muriel: Where are we goi-

Yeena Quickly taked Muriel to the restroom, she seemed so nervous and worried for her sister.

Muriel: Yeena.. what's wrong?..

Yeena: Muriel.. please take this.. *she said while she was holding a peace brazalet*

Muriel: a Peace Brazalet?, For what...

Yeena: too avoid that you can't transform into.. you know..you don't want to scare your future husband, did you?.

Muriel: Hehehe, what are you saying? My lover knows about my secret.

Yeena: W-What!? Oh no no this is bad?

Muriel: Bad for what? He accepts me with all and puppy, even so.. he has a secret like us but I can't tell you exactly what it is.

Yeena: Well... that's so good to hear but surely others would surely be afraid of you.

Muriel: Yeena, do you actually think that I can't lost control and transform into the puppy?...

Yeena: Well yes, I'm afraid that if they know about that would surely kill you as many did it with our race..

Muriel: Uhuh... And?

Yeena: And... And..I don't want to lose you, Muriel! You're the only thing I have of.. mother.. *sobs* Oh Muriel.. you're all her....

Muriel:*sighs* Yeena.. *Hugs her* you're all for me too, but you're underestimating me.. I know you want to.. take care of me and you have no idea about how much I appreciate that..but I can take care of myself without or with the puppy inside me... That's all thanks to my psychological career and most special.. you.

Yeena: Muriel.. but aren't you nervous?

Muriel: I Know I'm nervous but having you with me and knowing I choosed the best person for me comforts me a lot.. so don't worry I'll be okay

Yeena: Promise me you will be okay..

Muriel: I'll promise Yeena.

After that promise, Betrayus and his brother and mother have finally arrived, Betrayus saw Muriel went out the restroom completely brilliant with her black wedding dress and holding a lot of red roses.

Rotunda: Agh, black? You're wrong, this is your wedding not a Halloween party..

Yeena: Hey! How dare yo-

Muriel: Calm down Yeena, I'll take care of this,.. indeed is our wedding not yours, and as our wedding we can dress as we like if we want it.

Betrayus: OHHHHHHHH!!

Roxy: UUUUUUYYY!!!

Muriel: Oh my..

Rotunda: How Dare you!?

Stratos: Hey!!.

Santana: Admit it Brother.. Muriel is right, behave yourself Mom this is the wedding of one of your children so please I recommend you to be respectful.

Rotunda: Santana! I am your mother, you have no rights to speak with me in that tone.

Santana: and you have no rights to judge my Brother and his Bride in their wedding, or you stay with us and be respectful or you can go back to the hotel.

Rotunda:...hmp.. Fine.

Roxy: Alright Toxic Family, let's go!.

The Group went to the trajinera and Roxy started driving while she was Telling them legends about Xochimilco, to then after a long ride around the lake, they stopped in the Creepy Doll Island, There was a sorcerer waiting for them

Stratos; Wait a Minute... From what religion is this guy.

Sorcerer: A Satanist one

Rotunda: What!?.

Sorcerer: Just Kidding.. uhum

Betrayus and Muriel walked together in front the sorcerer waiting for the prayers.

Sorcerer: Ladies and gentlemen.. we are reunited here to unite this 2 souls in marriage... Before starting this is there anyone who wants to avoid the union of this souls, speak now or shut up forever.

Rotunda: Me!

Stratos: Mom!!

Y, S & R: Ugh.. Sit Down old Lady!!

Sorcerer: Well.. uhum Betrayus Spheros, do you accept Muriel Plizetxki as you wife and love her, in the health and the illness until the death.

Betrayus: with all my heart and for all she did for me... She is the woman who make me get up..for being there were almost no one was for me, For it.. I Do.

Sorcerer: Muriel Plizetxki, do you accept Betrayus Spheros as your Husband and love him, in the health and the illness until the death.

Muriel: My First and number 1 patient, for accepting me in your heart and make me get up too, because our imperfections make us unperfectedly perfect.. I do.

Sorcerer: perfect, with the blessing of the Moon.. I declare you Husband and Wife, you can kiss the bride now.

Betrayus and Muriel selled their union with a Kiss while the others (except Rotunda) where clapping completely happy for them, after that Muriel threw the flowers and surprisely it was catched... By a Squirrel.

Muriel: Well at least the squirrel will be happy.

Betrayus: That's something good~.

Santana: Dank Squirrel....

After many hours of party and that Yeena ended falling in the lake but she was fine because she can swim,

and a lot of drinks, the wedding finished and the group went back to the hotel, all of them completely drunk except for Rotunda which went to a room alone, Betrayus and Muriel went to their room to start the fun while the rest.. Uhh..

Well Stratos went to Santana and Yeena's Room, Yeena was the only one there, both were so drunk so they started their fun too.. Santana was still in the Taxi with Roxy, both where drunk.

Santana: Hehehe it was fun..

Roxy: Heheheh are you sure you don't want to go to your room?..

Santana: Heheheh no.. I want to stay with you~ *Kisses Roxy*

Roxy: Hmmm~ Good girl~

And yes they have their fun too, don't ask how.

2 Days later, Yeena went back to Pac Korea, Santana went to work in Pac Tokyo, Betrayus, Stratos, Rotunda and Muriel went back to Pac USA to Continue their lifes, Specially the couple which would continue their lifes as know a happily married couple.

3 Months Later...

Muriel: Hey Sunlight, i have a gift for you~

Betrayus: what kind of gift?~

Muriel:*gives Betrayus a tiny Box*

Betrayus: hmm i wonder what is it

Betrayus opened a box and take out his rabbit plush but repaired

Betrayus: Aww Muriel, you found it! And did you repaired it too?

Muriel: yes and take a look inside the box

Betrayus: Huh?

Betrayus looked inside the box, it was a note Wich says "Hey Daddy" next to a positive pregnancy test

Betrayus: Oh my!... Really?...

Muriel: Heheh Yes... Surprise Daddy!!

Betrayus: Mury! *Hugs her* I'm so so Happy!!

Muriel: we're going to be parents! And as celebration.. It's movie Time!!.

Betrayus: Yeah Girl!!.. uhm Mury can you still can transform into animals but without affecting the baby?.

Muriel: That's right, you want me to transform into a Rabbit?

Betrayus: Yes :3!

Muriel transformed herself into a pregnant and Fluffy Arctic Hare to then Betrayus taking her carefully and watch movies while he was petting her.

Betrayus: Aww just look at you, you're so small and fluffy~ *scratches behind her bunny ears*

Muriel: Hmm~♥ *Twitching paw* more there please~

Betrayus: *pets her bunny belly* Aww who is my fluwy gurl?, you are!~♪

Muriel: Heheheh Sunlight~♪ that tickles!~

Meanwhile..

Yeena had left the restroom of his work with a positive pregnancy test.

Yeena: Should I tell him?... Uhh Nah..

Too long travel and i was so drunk that day and if i can remember there where more guys around there so it can be from anyone else... Oh man what a dumb i am!

She said while she went to her car to drive off completely mad

Yeena:...*sighs*...Shit.

Yeena drived to a mall to buy some home stuff to then went to a building.

At Opening her apartment she was received by her only fluffy pal.

It was a Maine Coon Cat.

Min-Ki: Mreww~

Yeena: Aww Hello big girl *pets her*... Good news... We will have new pal here..

Yeena said to her cat while she was holding her stomach. She was nervous but as well she was excited for being mother.

To be Continued..

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The Widow and the Witcher Chapter 18

Summary: Well its a wedding :) 

Word Count: 2600

Warning: Fluff, Emotions, Acceptance 

A/N awwwwww

Chapter 18 – The Wedding

It was night, the sun had gone to bed and the sky was blanketed with stars. As was the custom in this village he was preparing to ride to claim his bride. Geralt stood dressed in his formal dress blacks, the only Jewellery the medallion hanging around his neck. His thick hair the whitest it had ever been after Jaskier insisted that it be washed with some special soap. He smelt of Chamomile and Honey. Funny, Julia had never commented on his smell except for when he had been around the horses too much. But tonight, he would have bathed in the petals of roses if he thought Julia would like it, and Jaskier did understand the female gender better than he did. The last thing he held was his bouquet of flowers to present to Julia. As Visenna and Yen had walked home with him he had remembered Tobias the day he went to get his bride, and how important it had been that he got it right. Well, this small bunch of wildflowers they had picked on the way back to the inn was not expensive or exotic but they represented him.

His Brothers, Father, Mother, Daughter, and closest friends behind him on their horses moved through town to the road leading to the estate. He was not sure what to expect as he had been waiting at the estate when Tobias and Renee were given to each other. All he was instructed to do was to ride to the house and kneel before Tobias asking for his blessing as the man of the house. As they reached the road leading to the estate, he saw an eery glow, as he got closer, he saw Villagers lining each side. The whole village must have turned out because It looked like the road to the estate was completely lined with Lanterns.

As he slowly pasted each lantern the villagers smiled at him and fell in behind the small band so that by the time, he got to the estate a large crowd was following. Geralt had never felt so accepted and loved. He dismounted at the entrance to the estate and the rest of his family followed suit. Jolna, Petra, and another servant took the horses as the progression walked the final distance to the house.

As he drew nearer, he stopped, the breath knocked from him at the sight of Julia holding her lamp the symbol of her love for him. She was breathtaking, her reddish-brown hair hung in curls around her shoulders and the top part was braided around her head to symbolize a crown. It was dotted with small white flowers and covered with a thin sheer vale. Her dress was made with the finest white silk edged with ivory and a bright royal purple sash accentuated her small waist. Around her neck was the finest lace wire that held the most beautiful mix of purple and ivory crystals. To Geralt she was perfect.

With moist eyes he made his final steps to the house, as instructed he went to Tobias who was standing with Renee. Kneeling before him, Geralt suddenly felt nervous, the whole village was watching, listening, and the words seemed to have gotten stuck in his throat. He looked up at Tobias who was smiling down at him. This gave him courage so he spoke with a clear baritone voice "Tobias Son of Julia of Wolnosci I have come here today to humbly ask for your blessing, I have fallen in love with your mother, and I wish to ask her to be my wife. I promise to cherish her all the days of her life and to honour this family all the days of my life."

Tobias replied to Geralt an unshed tear glistening in his eye "Geralt of Rivia, Renee, and I have watched from the beginning of your time here. We both saw the spark that lit between you during the days of your recovery. It has been an honour to watch as that spark became a flame. I have also observed your integrity, compassion, and gentleness as you worked with the horses, shared chores with the servants, and assisted the community. The greatest joy I had was watching you with Ciri and Julia, your love was evident for them both in every action, tenderness in touch and cherishing of spirit. It would be my honour to give you our blessing and welcome you into our family as a husband to Julia and Father to our house. But I can only give you my blessing, there is only one who can accept your offer."

Julia watched as Geralt humbled himself before Tobias, this tall muscular warrior was on his knees for her. It made her heart swell when he made his pledge to cherish her all the days of her life and her family all the days of his. To know that even when she was gone he would still be there to protect and love her family filled her with joy to almost overflowing. Tobias was talking to her and a chuckle could be heard coming from the crowd making Julia realise she had missed something. Geralt's facelifted in a gentle smile as he looked at her holding out a beautiful bunch of wildflowers "Ohh" Julia spoke softly taking the simple and yet beautiful bunch which spoke of Geralt's heart for her. Turning to Tobias she said with a soft but mischiefs voice "sorry I was distracted by this handsome warrior before me, presenting me this sweet bouquet. Can you repeat the question?"

Laughter bubbled loudly from the crowd as Tobias said with a chuckle "Mother, Do you take this man to be your husband, to fight life's hardships together by his side. To cherish each day and hold the memory's close. As you walk life's journey together?" Julia looked up into Geralt's Yellow amber eyes moist with tears the most precious gift he could give her and said in a firm and loud voice "With every fiber of my being Yes I will"

A great cheer rose from the Village as Geralt lifted her vale and placed a chaste kiss on her lips. Together they turned to Geralt's family. Julia had practiced what she wanted to do next as unlike most weddings she would not be presented to Geralt's mother but before she could speak a woman with red hair stepped from the crowd of his brothers. She looked to Geralt who only nodded the unspoken request. She came close to Julia and held out her hand taking Geralt's and Julia's hands she said in a voice that carried across the valley "My name is Visenna I am Geralt's mother." Julia gasped in shock and surprise at this regal woman standing before her. Geralt's free hand drew Julia close to his side as Visenna continued to speak "I know this is a surprise for you but if you are willing I would like to say a blessing over you" Both Geralt and Julia tears now flowing silently down her cheeks nodded their consent.

Visenna began to sing a lilting melody that floated around Julia and Geralt "May the road rise to meet you, may the wind be always at your back, may the sun shine warm upon your face, the rains fall soft upon the fields. May the light of friendship guide your paths together. May the laughter of children grace the halls of your home. May the joy of living for one another trip a smile from your lips, a twinkle from your eye and today may the spirit of love find a dwelling place in your hearts" Lifting her eyes to the couple before her, Visenna declared, "I pray that life will be sweet for you both but above all that you will live a long full life together." With that Julia pulled the woman into a hug holding her tight. At first, she felt the resistance and fear but the longer she was in Julia's arms the more she relaxed and returned the hug.

Standing back from Visenna Julia looked to the rest of the family. Seeing Ciri she beckoned her to come forward and pulling her into her side 3then smiled at the rest. Julia spoke loudly enough that all the Village could hear "To you Vesemir, Eskel, Lambert and Coen, To you Visenna, Yennefer, Ciri, and Jaskier. This Home is now your home this Village is now your Village and whether you stay a day, month, or a lifetime we will always call you family." The Village once again gave a cheer, Tobias who stood closest to the door now turned and said with his loudest voice "Welcome Family it's now time to celebrate"

Geralt, Julia, and Ciri turned together and were ushered to the front of the line to enter the house. Excitement grew in Julia as they headed to the banquet hall, she had been itching to see what the girls had prepared for her and Geralt. Hannah, Ruth, and Nessie were waiting by the door to welcome them to the banquet. All three of them had bright smiles and unshed tears in their eyes. Pushing the doors open they let Geralt, Julia, and Ciri into the room.

Julia quickly put her hand to her mouth as a sob escaped, the room was almost like it had been all those years ago. But it was oh so much better. The Columns had ivy wrapped around them from floor to ceiling and randomly were hung Crystals of every colour. The tables were adorned with Ivory clothe, Ivory and Gold crockery, and Crystal glasses. The centerpieces were mixtures of wildflowers representing all the colours of spring and Candles surrounded by Prisms creating floating rainbows that danced over every wall. To say Julia was overwhelmed was an understatement. She felt Geralt's hand on her back as he slowly ushered her to the honoured seats of the bride and groom.

The room filled to overflowing and Julia found out later that they had set up chairs and tables in every spare room to accommodate the whole village. This was her family that Wilfred and Julia had cherished and now they were cherishing Geralt and his family. It warmed her heart and so did the warm body beside her. Geralt had tucked her against him as a sign that from today if he could make it happen, they would never be parted. At this, the night progressed with delicious food wonderful music, and the sounds of joy and laughter.

As Midnight approached Geralt leaned down to whisper into his beloved's ear, "My love I think it will be acceptable for us to be excused now." A soft smile lingering on his breath. Chuckling Julia looked up into his handsome face, she could see the candlelight dancing across his strong jaw and white hair which she had noticed had been washed and was right now awash with coloured rainbows. This caused her to giggle maybe she should call him her rainbow boy from now on. Still, it was the look in his eyes that caused her breath to hitch. They were soft and yet held a hunger that she knew they had worked hard to keep in check. Returning his gaze and hoping he could see the same desire in hers she breathed "Yes"

Geralt stood and helping Julia to her feet lifted her into his arms, smiling to the room he declared "Well folks keep eating drinking and making merry, Thank you for celebrating with us but we hope you don't mind we are ready to go do some celebrating on our own." Julia blushed at Geralt's brashness but smiled a farewell to the room. As they left the banquet Geralt walked swiftly down the hall to their chambers while Julia snuggled deeper into his arms. This strong warrior was her husband they no longer needed to steal kisses and keep battling with temptation. Tonight, was theirs to enjoy.

Julia smiled as they entered their chambers, the girls had been busy. The Fire had been lit, and a small table of fruit, cheeses, and bread along with two wine goblets and a flask of wine was now placed near her chair. Around the frame of the bed was threaded with fresh honeysuckle the fragrance lingering in the air. Geralt let Julia down but not relinquishing his hold of her lifted her face to his. His eyes were shining with warmth as he lowered his head to hers. They both were now breathing in each other's scents, enjoying the closeness.

Julia lifted her hand to his hair and fingered it lightly smelling something different she brought it closer to inhale "Chamomile and Honey?" she giggled the only smells she associated with Geralt was sweat, onions, and horse. Grunting a slight annoyance Geralt replied "Jaskier said you would like me better tonight if I didn't smell like a horse. He insisted I wash with this" Julia made a mental note and planned on thanking Jaskier later. She felt Geralt's hand reach around to her back as if searching which made Julia slightly nervous. They had taken pleasure from each other but it was all done in the dark, and without thought. Tonight she wanted to enjoy, to take him in slowly but she was also nervous what if he didn't like what she looked like in the light.

Geralt felt strange, here he was finally able to cherish his beloved, and yet unlike the last few months, he wasn't sure how to proceed. He wanted to see her, to enjoy what up till now had been kept hidden so had started to feel for a tie, ribbon, or buttons to remove her garment. As he did he felt Julia stiffen in his arms. He halted and looked at her closely for a moment. Was she alright? Was she nervous? Noticing the blush in her cheeks He leaned in and kissed her gently on the lips and pulling back whispered "would you like some wine?" he felt her body relax and then she smiled at him nodding.

While Geralt was pouring the wine Julia walked over to the bed and spotted a light blue bundle tied up with a pale green ribbon with a note on top. Julia picked up the note and read "Julia, we wanted to give you this special gift I hope that it will bring you much joy tonight. Love Renee, Ruth, Hannah, and Nessie." Placing the note to the side she started to pull at the ribbon. She felt Geralt come up behind her, placing his hands around her waist ,and resting his head on her shoulder looking at what she was doing. The bundle came apart and she looked in awe at a piece of sheer ivory fabric. Picking it up she fingered it finding it soft, delicate, and almost completely translucent. Blushing Julia heard Geralt's appreciative hum into her neck as he whispered close to her ear "I'd like to see you in that" a shiver ran down her spine as his breath grazed her neck. Nervously giggling Julia leaned back into Geralt's chest. "How about we have some of that wine first"

Geralt turned around and picked up the filled goblets handing one to Julia, he watched as she gently tipped the goblet to her lips taking a mouthful. Her tongue licking a small trickle that had escaped her lips. She smiled a small shy smile at him and picking up the bundle turned and went into the bathroom. Ohh that woman, he didn't know if she knew what she was doing or if she just naturally made his body burn for her.

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Onsra ─ Epilogue.

Ⅰ Ⅱ Ⅲ Ⅳ Ⅴ Epilogue

Pairing: Jungkook x reader | Jimin x reader | (hinted) Yoongi x reader Genre: fluff, (slight) angst Word count: 4.3k  Summary: It has been five years; your son is now five years old, you’re attending a wedding, and reunions are made.

Jimin, in his clean, cut suit, stands by the pillar next to the priest as everyone in the audience is caught up in the anticipation brought upon by the silence as many loved ones have their phones and cameras out on record.

Then, the piano plays.

The flower girls stroll through and a couple laughs could be heard here and there by how adorable and innocent they looked as they giggled along the aisle, grabbing uneven handfuls of petals from their small baskets and tossing them in every unknown direction.

The harp strings soon join in.

Maids and men of honor follow shortly after the children and you recognize some familiar faces, those of classmates and some of Jimin’s team members. One of the young women notices you and smiles, to which you return a small one with a short nod in her direction. She used to be rather shy and always avoided your gaze when you greeted her around campus. It seems the tables have turned now as she glowed with confidence and you were the one to remain quiet, avoiding anymore than a brief conversation when socializing with fellow attending acquaintances and guests.

It is when the gasps and shouts occur, that you realize she’s coming. Her arm linked around her father’s as he walked her across the white silk spread on the ground, now decorated, with the effort of the flower girls, with purple and pink petals which gave it a magical contrast of colors.

Bora looks absolutely stunning in her white gown, flashing and pure as you always remembered and still saw her as. She smiles with her row of pearly white teeth as flashes and cameras click, seemingly surrounding her from those sitting in the chairs on the sides. But among them you watch silently; a petite, but caring smile upon your face. You are so, so happy for them.

As she approaches the front towards the beautifully-decorated arch, you observe the way Jimin looks at her and for some reason you feel rather bittersweet. Yet, you find your eyes locked onto his expression, maybe hoping that he’d look your way? What if, today would be the day he realizes that you were his true love? 

...A soft sigh escapes your lips as you let your eyes do the laughing, your hopeless romantic fantasies almost got the best of you.

After they exchanged their vows and tied all their promises with a kiss, everyone began to stand up to gather into the wedding banquet nearby. It was time for lunch.

“Mama,” your now 5 year-old son tugged at your arm, “I’m thirsty.”

You smile and nod as you both stand up as well, “Alrig-

“Y/N?”

You turn around and your eyes widen at the person standing before you with their partner, but your face relaxes and you offer a friendly smile to the matching couple wearing black from the bottom up.

“Ah, Jungkook!” You bow politely to the woman whom you recognized as Soon-hee beside him and she returns the same gesture. “How have you been? It’s been so long...”

“It has! Everything’s been perfect, and goodness...He’s grown so big!” Jungkook exclaimed in awe as he knelt down to greet your son. “His name? How old is he now?”

“Chin-mae and he just turned five last week.” You replied calmly and all of you laughed when he began to shy away from Jungkook, hiding behind you and gripping to the hem of your light-blue dress for dear life.

“Is that so...He’ll grow up well,” He waves at your little boy before standing up and grinning at you, his smile hadn’t changed at all, it was still goofy with a touch of charm from the familiar rabbit-like teeth in the front, “Well, we’re going to start heading over to the banquet, Soon-hee’s starving!”

At that remark, she elbowed his side and he flinched in pain, struggling to keep his posture and this causes you to laugh, “Oh, we were just about to head over as well! Chin-mae’s pretty parched,” You smile softly at your small son, the poor boy’s face was red and irritated from the sun.

“Ohh perfect, then let’s go together?” Jungkook offers and you glance over to Soon-hee.

“I don’t mind,” She smiles, “I’m sure you and Jungkook have a lot to catch up on.”

And so, you joined the couple as you and Chin-mae entered, rushing to find a table before the rest of the crowd came pouring in. Soon-hee got up to bring some appetizers for us and took Chin-mae along to get some punch, allowing you and Jungkook to catch up a bit.

“Who knew these two were so popular?” Jungkook cautiously looked around, unfamiliar with most of the faces as you felt the same way. But you laughed, having realized that Bora and Jimin really did have lives of their own apart from the frolicking days where the only friends you ever had were them and them only. 

“Have you talked to Bora and Jimin yet? Do they know you’re here?” Jungkook asked you before reaching towards the center of the round table for the pitcher filled with pink lemonade and pouring it into his glass then gestures it towards you.

You and Jungkook always shared the same tastes and had many things in common. No wonder you two were so compatible, in the beginning. 

You nod and take the pitcher from him, filling your glass as well, “Ah, I came just to see their wedding, but yes they were aware I was coming,” You rub your neck shyly, “I didn’t want to make anything awkward so I haven’t spoken to either of them today. I bet they were surprised I had accepted their invitation at all as I was surprised they still wanted to send me one. As a matter of fact, Bora wanted to make me her bridesmaid actually, but I rejected.”

Jungkook raises his eyebrow while sipping from his glass, “How come? I thought there weren’t anymore hard feelings?”

“There aren’t any hard feelings,” you explained while twirling your finger along the rim of your glass, “I just didn’t feel like that was my position to take. In a way, I almost took away their happiness because of my own selfishness.”

You notice from the corner of your eye that Jungkook almost reach out to touch you, but he pauses and apologizes quickly as he retracts his hand, “Sorry, old habits die hard.”

I wouldn’t have minded. Jungkook has always been warm and comforting to you. That hasn’t changed.

But you shake your head, reassuring him. 

“Hey now,” Jungkook mutters, “You’re not selfish. Not to bring up war flashbacks from the past but it was both of them who betrayed you first. I’m surprised they even had the audacity to send you an invitation and they haven’t apologized to you for everything you had to go through.”

You watch as Jungkook irritatedly downs the last of his glass and smile at Soon-hee when you notice her making her way back to the table, carrying some dishes while Chin-mae holds onto her arm while stuffing his face with what seems to be a vanilla cupcake.

“My goodness!! They have such a variety of desserts, I can only imagine they hired the most expensive patisseurs to display such attractive pastries!” Soon-hee exclaims as she hands you a plate with a slice of what seems to be a round and glazed lemon cake, "Y/N, you simply must try this lemon cake! It’s out of this world!”

Personally, you aren’t the biggest fan of lemon cake but it would be rude to decline it after all the trouble Soon-hee went through to kindly gather as many dishes as she could from the chaos that was the dessert area. You gratefully take it from her and force yourself to a few small bites for her satisfaction, to which Soon-hee smiled appreciatively towards you.

“Good, right?” She asks with anticipation.

Your try your best to nod your head enthusiastically and based on her reaction, with a big smile spread across her face, she seems convinced enough for you to graciously busy your mouth on the other plates.

You reach out for the chocolate lava cake which works wonders on cleansing your pallet of that lemon cake that tasted of nauseating perfume fragrances.

You notice Jungkook staring at you and it didn’t take you long to read the message behind his expression before Soon-hee began shoving his face with all the desserts she claimed were his favorites.

What about Chin-mae?

What about him? He has been just fine in your care. As he lacks a father, it meant you had to play both roles. Nobody ever asked you about your struggles as a single mother, but it was hard enough work that words wouldn’t be enough to vent with. You were very much alone for the first five years of his life, with occasional support from your own parents.

After surviving on the money and food sent to you by your parents for the first couple years of Chin-mae’s life, you eventually worked two part-time jobs during the morning and the afternoon while leaving Chin-mae at day-care. You would then pick him up in the evening and prepare dinner for the both of you. That has been your daily routine until he will start attending kindergarten in a month.

Chin-mae had grown to be a rather quiet and shy child, very much similar to you as his mother because you also did not have much of a social life anymore. There just wasn’t enough time you could afford to spend for yourself and instead you dedicated it all to ensuring your son had a healthy childhood and grew up well. It took a lot of physical and mental effort for you to fill in both parent roles so that Chin-mae wouldn’t feel neglected in any way.

Naturally, Jimin had tried to reach out a couple times but you ignored him because if he were to enter your and Chin-mae’s new life, there was no telling how this would affect his and Bora’s relationship. Even when both had done you wrong, they were still people you had once called friends and the care and good fortune you wished upon them remained genuine.

You overhear Jungkook and Soon-hee’s convo which pulls you out of your thoughts.

“Here, you should eat more vegetables,” Jungkook persuades Soon-hee but she frowns at him, “Even though you hate them, you have to eat at least some! Don’t you want,” you notice Jungkook bring a hand down to her belly you just now saw as slightly enlarged, “Haru to be healthy when she’s born?”

Haru. Why does that sound so familiar?

Then it clicks.

Ohhh right, wasn’t that what Jungkook had wanted to name Chin-mae?

You then feel a nudge on your knee and notice little Chin-mae standing beside you, lifting up his frosting-covered hands so you could pick him. You lift him onto your lap and wipe his hands and face down with multiple napkins as you murmur with a giggle, “Seems my little man had his dose of sugar today!”

Your son giggles back with a big grin as he bounces himself excitedly on your lap while clapping his hands loudly, sugar high.

After a day full of eating and chatting, it eventually grew late which meant it was time for the first dance and you knew what came next from your share of weddings you had attended even when you failed to have your own. By the time the dance is over, everyone will be drunk and playing wild wedding games to extend the night. You planned to leave early before it got that point as it was fast approaching 10PM and you wanted to be home before midnight to tuck Chin-mae in, who was already dozing off in your arms.

You’re finishing your seventh glass of pink lemonade, sneaking in a couple small sips from a second glass of red wine here and there to avoid passing your tolerance, and have Jungkook and Soon-hee watch over the sleeping Chin-mae while you hurriedly head over to the restroom before the dance.

After relieving yourself, you wash your hands and feel a prescence coming up to wash her hands at the sink next to yours. You glance up to see her through the mirror and you freeze.

It was Bora.

Shortly after, she seems to notice you pause at your sink only to stop with shock as well upon seeing your familiar features.

“Y/N...is that really you...?” she whispers slowly, her eyes reflecting the same bewildered width of yours back, “So...you really did come after all.” Her voice cracked.

D@mn it.

All day you had been hoping to quietly attend their wedding to ensure everything went well and tried to avoid interacting with them at all costs. But nothing could have prepared you for this unlucky encounter.

Then, the unexpected happened. Bora immediately embraced you into her arms and began to sob.

Oddly enough, as if automatically, you also found yourself clinging to her in return just as tightly with a craving for human interaction. For so many years, the only being you had held close was Chin-mae, as your social life had severly gone down the drain the moment you became a single mother. That had always been a sacrifice you were willing to make for your son’s well-being. But nothing could stop you from being selfish right now.

You had forgotten how warm Bora was.

You then began to recall the times when hugs like this used to occur often because Bora had always been an affectionate being who could never keep herself off of you. It got to the point where you were annoyed and sick of all of her embraces. But right now, this desperate and silent hug spilling emotions of regret, guilt, care, and love was all you could ever ask for in this moment.

No words were exchanged and you both lost track of time for how long you stayed in each others’ arms. There was nothing to say. Apologies and forgiveness would never be enough to mend this broken friendship you two shared, but the love you had for each other was still there.

“Jimin must be waiting for me,” Bora laughs, you notice she has toned down quite a bit. She was a lot calmer and more composed from the energetic girl you used to remember her as. “H-how long will you be staying? I’m sure Jimin would like to meet you and you brought your so-”

“I will leave after I watch your first dance, so I can tuck Chin-mae into bed. He actually fell asleep not too long ago.” You interuppted her by sudden impulse, a reflex due to the discomfort you felt from Bora talking about your son and Jimin in the same context.

Bora nods understandingly, “I see...Thank you for coming and I hope you had fun. I hope we can talk again soon Y/N.” She bows to me as she excuses herself out of the bathroom first.

You take a long sigh and stare at yourself in the mirror. Hopefully Bora’s makeup wasn’t messed up. You ponder as you begin to clean your face up a bit as well before heading back out.

You make it back to the table just in time as Jungkook and Soon-hee insist to continue holding Chin-mae as he comfortably lays down across both of their laps, to which you nodded gratefully for your arms were a bit tired from holding him earlier.

Then, hushes could be heard as the lights began to dim and everyone went silent.

You see Jimin take Bora’s hand as he lightly brings her to her feet and walks with her towards the center of the banquet. Everyone has their phones out and you notice people wiping tears from their eyes as the couple begins their gentle choreography.

The song starts to slowly play and instantly, you can feel tears well up in your eyes.

♫ When your legs don't work like they used to before

And I can't sweep you off of your feet ♪

You close your eyes, “Thinking Out Loud” by Ed Sheeran, as you find yourself swaying with everyone else.

♪ And I'm thinking 'bout how people fall in love in mysterious ways

Maybe just the touch of a hand ♫

Not the most unique choice to slow dance to, but a charming song nonetheless. You open your eyes again to see Jimin spinning her and you can hear Bora’s giggle as her long white gown follows their matching steps, to which the rest of the guests laugh along too as the dance began to take a more carefree direction.

♫ I'll just keep on making the same mistakes

Hoping that you'll understand ♪

You feel that familiar nudge on your knee and see in the darkness that Chin-mae had woken up. Your eyes meet Jungkook’s and Soon-hee, both who shrugged with silly expressions reading, “He’s all yours again.” You smile with a small laugh to them as you take Chin-mae once again into your arms.

“I’m sleepy...” he whimpers and you lightly pat his back.

“We’ll go home soon, after this dance.” You assure him and surely enough, the song comes towards its end and the couple’s dance ends with them hugging each other.

♥ And we found love right where we are. ♫

“Alright, I think it’s about time I take this little one to bed.” You say as you begin to gather your things. Soon-hee helps you pack some desserts and foods to take home and Jungkook offers to assist with bringing everything to your car seeing how Chin-mae was already adding weight to your back.

Jungkook excuses himself and you both end up talking again on the way to the exit of the banquet. You two had always been able to naturally hold a conversation wherever you guys were.

“I can’t help but ask but, does Soon-hee know we were a thing?” you ask in a way, as if you two hadn’t been dating behind her back in the past.

Jungkook nervously scratches his nose, “I...I thought it’d be easier just to tell her we go way back, like friends since college. It made the most sense considering you were friends with Bora and Jimin as well.”

You nod, not happy about Jungkook continuing to lie to his wife and her being oblivious about everything that truly happpened between all of you, but it wasn’t necessary for you to ruin a happy marriage you were no longer involved with the people of.

“Haru, huh?” you bring up and notice the way Jungkook perks up.

“Ohh that’s right, I haven’t told you yet but the news itself was pretty recent,” Jungkook says, you notice the excitement behind his eyes, “Soon-hee is pregnant! With a baby girl!”

“Aww, congratulations guys! I’m really happy to hear that.” You smile at him to which he returns warmly with a grin.

“Yeah, life’s been good. But hey, that means Chin-mae and Haru can be best buddies huh? Maybe Chin-mad could teach her a thing or two,” Jungkook teases and you both laugh. That did sound very nice to let the children be friends with each other.

As you both approach the exit, your heart stops when you see Jimin standing outside having a smoke. Jungkook notices him as well but it’s too late, Jimin’s head had turned to your direction and his eyes widened just as Bora’s had when she saw you.

“Y/N...that’s you, isn’t it?” He blinks multiple times with disbelief as he takes the cigarette out of his mouth to bury into the dust of a nearby ash tray.

Jungkook attempts to step forward, but you put your hand to his arm and shake your head.

“Wow, you look as amazing as always! Love your dress, you’ve always loved light blue huh?” Jimin compliments as he comes up to you with what resembles admiration?

But you didn’t look much different aside from the increased depth of darkness below your eyes from overworking and lack of sleep. But in comparison, Jimin, in his clean, cut suit, looked sharper than ever. His cocoa brown hair split to the side in a way where his bangs fell gracefully slightly above his eyes, his jawline noticeabley sharper upon his freshly shaved face, and from the width of his shoulders and muscular torso he was definitely more built.

You nod your head. He seemed to still remember some of your interests even after many years later since the last time you saw him.

You notice the way his eyes transfer to the little one with his arms wrapped around your neck as he sleeps upon your back and observe his expressions. This was, after all, the first time he had seen his biological son.

His eyes are unreadable, but his smile tells it all. A hurt smile, almost forced. He knows who this child is,

“Mind if I?” Jimin gestures, offering to hold onto everything you and Jungkook were carrying. “I’ll help you take the rest to your car.”

Before Jungkook could respond, you interuppted, “Yes, that’s fine.”

Why? I shouldn’t talk to him. So why, am I allowing it now?

Jungkook turns to you with worry, but you say, “It’s okay Jungkook, it was a bit inevitable that I’d have to talk to him someday right? Just as I did with you, I should catch up with Jimin as well.”

At that, Jungkook hands Jimin the things he was carrying, hesitantly, and tells you before he goes back into the banquet, “Call me if anything happens, okay?”

You nod and you begin to walk towards your car with Jimin. 

It was dark out, but the soft breeze was calming among the stars twinkling in the cloudless sky around the moon that sure to be full tomorrow. 

“So...” Jimin begins, “That’s my-”

“He’s my son, yes.” You say quickly. 

An awkward silence follows.

“Ah...” Jimin says slowly, being careful with his words, “Right, he’s very cute, looks just like you Y/N.” Jimin says slowly and you thank him. Although both of you were completely aware that Chin-mae actually looked practically identical to Jimin. 

Not too long after, your car is in sight and you find yourself hurrying to it. 

“Well, this is my car. Thank you for helping me, Jimin.” He nods back in response as you finish putting everything in the back seat after placing the sleeping Chin-mae in his booster seat.

“Hey Y/N, thanks for coming to our wedding. It means a lot.” Jimin starts awkwardly, but you can hear the sincerity. 

“Of course, I’m hoping only the best for you two. And I contributed $200 of my hard work so, make good use of that building your lives together okay?” You joke and Jimin’s eyes widen until you both are laughing hard together in the night.

“I appreciate it and I’m sure Bora does as well. And I want you to know, you can still count on us okay?” Jimin says, his eyes soft on yours, “I can only imagine all of your struggles so far, so if you need help with anything just reach out. But, I can tell you with certainty that your son is growing up just fine, he looks strong and healthy.” You can’t help but fall for the way his eyes gently watch over the relaxed features of Chin-mae, dare you say it was fatherly.  

“I understand, thank you and I love you both.” You manage to grin and with one strong hug, you both separated ways once more. It hurt much less than the first time.

                                      . ⋅ ˚̣- : ✧ : – ⭒ ⊹ ⭒ – : ✧ : -˚̣⋅ .

“Chin-mae! Hurry and put your shoes on, we’re gonna be late!” 

It was time for your son to start kindergarten. He had been nervous for the past week, last night especially. 

“It’ll be just like daycare, but now you’ll get to meet more friends and learn! Isn’t that exciting? And you love stories too so I’m sure they’ll read lots more to you and you can tell me all about it!”

As a mother, you were feeling really proud and excited for Chin-mae to get his first taste of school and education. You knew he was going to be just fine, just as Jungkook and Jimin had told you he would be.

Rushing to the school was very stressful, but you managed to make it just in time as the last couple parents were coming in to drop off their children. Following behind them, with Chin-mae anxiously clinging to the sleeve of your light blue sweater, you are greeted by a man. He wore a red polo shirt with a logo located slightly above the right breast, black pants, and a lanyard with a card hanging on it. He did not seem to be the friendliest, a bit intimidating and serious by his sharp eyes and rough facial features...or so you thought, until the man knelt down to meet Chin-mae’s eyes. 

“Hi there, what’s your name?” He asks softly, not kiddy language soft, but in a tone that felt trusting and reliable.

To your surprise, Chin-mae responds to the stranger, “Chin-mae.” 

The man brushes the curled, black bangs away from his eyes and smiles warmly, “Nice to meet you Chin-mae, go ahead and head in. I’m sure all of the kids would love to meet you as well.”

You could’ve sworn your son’s eyes twinkled and after giving you a hug, Chin-mae willingly hurries inside the classroom, filled with students more than happy to see him, feeling a little more braver than before.

“Wow,” You bashfully say, unable to hold in your amazement, “You were able to calm his nerves so quickly.” 

The man stood back up and let out a sigh, “The magic of a kindergarten teacher does wonders,” He shrugs and his eyes widen when you find yourself laughing slightly at his comment.

“Ahh so you must be my son’s teacher, nice to meet you. My name is Y/N L/N, please take care of him well.” You politely bow and he nods, returning the gesture.

“Leave it to me, I see a lot of potential in that kid.” The man smiles, “My name is Min Yoongi. Nice to meet you.”

Your heart skips a beat.

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Ahahah I have a LOT of explaining to do, don’t I? (^▽^;) //sweats// That’s amazing that it’s been tHReE years (//omg) since I had written and worked on this series! I never forgot about it, rather, I underwent the world’s longest writer’s block which stopped me from picking this up and finishing the epilogue I promised until now. For that, I apologize to my readers if they are still following me and my series <3 ;-;

But finally, this is the end of Onsra~!!! I hope those that have stuck around enjoyed this journey and that the long-awaited epilogue did some justice. Thank you all sooo much for reading and I’m very happy this story of mine became so successful by all your support <3 Have a lovely day everyone!! :’)))

                                                                          ~Boba  ☆ ʕ •ᴥ• ʔ ☆

[florafey]

Thoughts on QoN

I started reading The Queen of Nothing on 19 November, 2019, and finished it about fifteen minutes ago on 23 November, 2019. Much as I did with The Wicked King, here are my thoughts while reading.

Spoilers, of course, are under the cut

- Oak is EIGHT??? I’ve been writing him like a three year old this whole time lol whoops sorry Oak

- Idk how to feel about this whole Vivi/Heather thing it smells like manipulation to me

- Lmao Jude’s a freelancer gotta love it

- I have now named my Goblin Brain Grima Mog how dope is that name fr

- Jude is an adrenaline addict and that’s a fact

- “It feels good to be fighting someone other than myself” SWEETIE CARDAN LOVES YOU

- Oooooooh I like Grima Mog I have a feeling she and Jude are going to cross paths again, maybe in Faeire

- (Also not surprised by Grima’s prediction of Cardan being dethroned soon that boy hates his job more than retail workers during the holidays)

- Oh look, three books in and Jude is finally admitting her feelings for Cardan

- I love the juxtaposition between Taryn in her pretty dress and Jude literally being two steps from death and not seeming to care lol

- Hmmmm okay I want to believe that Taryn killed Locke but couldn’t this just be a way to get Jude back into Faerie??? Idk why they would want that but I don’t trust Taryn 

- (Also I hope Locke is dead it would be Taryn’s one redeeming quality)

- ooooooohhhhhh shit Taryn’s PREGNANT AASHHSJSDKJDKSSKLDSJDJSJ HAHAHHAHAH this is too good oh no

- There’s literally zero chance of this plan of Jude pretending to be Taryn is going to go well. Or even close to well

- “Squeeze hug” awww that’s gonna be in a fic I promise

- This feels like The Parent Trap

- I’m sweating

- ITS CAAAAAAARDAAAAAAAN 

- Oh and his tail is out wow good for him

- Fuck a duck I love his tail

- And gold eyeliner, stellar cosmetic choice if I may say so

- Yep I knew it see here she goes off to his chambers he’s gonna find out eeeeekkkkk

- He knowsssssss he been knew of COURSE he been knew how could I be so stupid to think he didn’t know it was Jude this whole time I’m a clown and a fool

- Wow I’m kind of soft right now I love my babies and they clearly love each other but they’re being so ANGSTY AAAAAA

- “Wisdom is for the meek” uhh??? Madoc what are you talking about bud

- Ahhhh see now Jude is getting protective over her throne and crown, she’s blooming into a Queen....good shit for sure

- Also Jude better be the spy she was born to be now that she’s in Madoc’s camp and he thinks she’s Taryn

- Oh, she’s going foraging in the woods? By herself? Yeah, this is gonna go great, Oriana, really

- Yeah def can’t trust Grimsen although I love how Holly Black describes his work and how they’re beautiful but also deadly and cursed

- I’d like to hear more about how he tried to kill Cardan with that ruby earring and failed lol

- tHE GHOST??? What the hell is he doing here???? Am I the only one who just thought homeboy was dead?? Yikes lol

- Ugh Locke was such a Man good thing he’s rotting now

- “You’re scheming” “I’m always scheming” yeah ain’t that the truth bby

- uh oh MOMMY KNOWS heheheheheh

- Well no wonder Cardan turned out like this look at how he was raised, poor boy

- I mean, to be fair, look at Jude while you’re at it

- Oh hey it’s the Roach

- OH HEY ITS CARDAN

- Awwww Vivi went to Cardan because she thought Jude was in trouble and not only did he go to the Roach to go get Jude but he came too !! wow for people who can’t stand each other they make quite the gang 

- I love how inconvenienced Cardan seems by Locke’s death but not actually sad lol what a mood

- Breaking into Grimsen’s forge does NOT sound like a good idea no sir

- Ugh king and queen wow

- I cannot WAIT for Madoc to realize the Jude is the High Queen I cannot

- AYYYY MY GIRL GRIMA MOG what did I tell y’all, hmmm?

- Wow Madoc really just stabbed Jude like that and is going to leave her ??? the disrespect

- Ohh my god oh wow her blood is making flowers grow she’s a QUEEN wow look at that, you go bby

- Ah fuck Jude, you got set up by the bumb ass father you have

- ABAHAHAHAHHHAH this isn’t funny but Jude falling from the rafters onto the banquet table is on par with the beauty of Kaz and Wylan falling through the ceiling onto Van Eck’s dining room table heheheh

- @hollyblack can I breathe??? Shit girl

- Cardan said THATS MY WIFE 

- Wow Cardan washing Jude’s hands herself??? This boy is in loooove

- Oak and Jude’s maid playing Uno ????? Iconic

- “You’re generally terrifying” oh same Cardan

- So Jude really could have pardoned herself this whole time!!!!!! Come ON sis how didn’t you pick up on that WE picked up on it (don’t worry tho we know you’ve been stressed it’s okay you’re here now)

- And Cardan really expected her to pardon herself I have no words for this boy 

- Jude and Cardan’s relationship is so strange but at least it’s healthy now, you know?

- Look at Cardan being vulnerable and Jude not being mean to him for it 

- He’s being KIIIIIND WHAATTT

- “This is my room, and that’s my wife” AAHAHAHHAHH

- Cardan touches her hair oh my gooooooood i’m dying send help

- Can y’all tell I’ve been deprived lol

- Hahahahah Jude trashed Lady Asha, as she should 

- So I think I like QoN Cardan the most, although I did find Cardan in the first two books terribly entertaining to read about (Srry Jude)

- So Taryn seems to be behaving better than she did in the first two books, kind of being a badass, knowing the Ghost’s true name and all

Cardan likes hearing about slushy machines are you kiDDING ME????

- “Our marriage is an alliance” okay but you sleeping in his shirts isn’t, now, is it? Or how about him petting your hair? Or you thinking he looks cute in gold eyeliner?? lol Jude get real

- Aw I like this Fand/Jude freindship us girls gotta look out for each other

- Grima Mog more like Grima MOM lol

- “Big horns, little dude” LMAO HEATHER STOPP

- I’m enjoying Heather, I have to say

- Finally they kiss it only took TWO HUNDRED PAGES 

- oh guys they really like each other im soft

- Casual hand holding? yes 

- I can’t believe these are the same idiots who were trying to drown each other in the first book 

- look they’re trying to be vulnerable and without armor I’m gonna cry

- I feel quite uneasy about this Queen Suren girl who’s parents have her leashed somehow

- Oh wow fuck Grimsen am I right

- Oh SHIT Cardan really broke the crown like it didn’t mean shit to him...the development...the wisdom

- Cardan really said I want my WIFE and my PEOPLE 

- Oh wait fuck fuck fuck oh no stop wait

- Lmao Jude collapsing on the floor is literally me whenever I have to be in charge

- Okay there’s gotta be a way out of this, I didn’t mean it literally when I said Cardan was a snake

- Hey, Jude’s like, smart as shit, no?

- Hahahaha she basically said “Cardan is like, 90% of my impulse control”

- I love how Taryn is hyping Jude up throughout this while shitshow, I love how the two of them have developed past their book one probems

- The Bomb teasing Jude about the dust on her skirts made my day

- Look at Jude really having healthy realtionships with the women around her, I’m so proud of my little murder gir

- Nicassia better come in clutch here, I don’t trust Jarel or Nore not one bit

- Uhhh that story Heather told about the snake that wanted to marry the princess made me howl with laughter and I don’t think it was supposed to

- Vivi got Cardan a snowglobe that says “Congratulations on your promotion” for his coronation gift and he kept did DID EVERYONE HEAR ME I SAID VIVI-

- Oh damn Kaye alright no need for all that

- Ohhhh I had totally forgot about the dress in book one that Jude ordered but received a different one instead... Cardan sent it?? wild 

- Okay I hope Jude knows what she’s doing but when has she ever not

- The UNDERSEA HEEEEEELLL YEAH

- Oh look and Cardan!!!!!!! Yeah Jude knew what she was doing that’s my girl

- Awwww look at that hug wow the development these two have been through is unreal I’ll keep saying it 

- “I knew little else, but I always knew you” KILL ME

- Oh wow mortals and mingling more with the folk this is good

- Robert of Jersey lmaoooo

- So the Ghost and Taryn ??? Kind of funny but I’m kind of here for it

- I’m literally so close to tears and I’m not kidding they’re having a fucking WEDDING CELEBRATION in the MORTAL WORLD with a banner that says “Congrats Newlyweds” yeah I’m crying now thanks a lot Holly

- Cardan adjusts his paper crown in the microwave reflection so it’s skewed......I don’t think I can react any more I really afjsflsdk

-Wow that was better than anything I could have imagined, hoped for, dreamed of

- The character development, the plot, the resolution, EVERTHING was astounding I’m blown away

This was long as shit If you made it this far, I appreciate you lol. Now go read all three Folk of the Air books again. Go now

[b-kitsune]

Many ways to say I love you: Day Twenty Four.

Kidge-a-palooza 2019 Prompt: Prophecy. Pairing: Kidge (VLD) Universe: Fantasy!AU. Status: Part 2/3

He made his way through the crowd of people who were at the Holt family's house, ordering the last details of the wedding to be held in a few more hours. People were running hurriedly while they waited for Matt who had headed deep into the forest during the early hours of the morning, looking for the ideal flower to complement his wedding gown, a millenary tradition by his race from which Pidge had Spoken a few weeks ago.

Everyone was eager and excited for the new union. Keith was too, his dearest friend was going to marry the man he had loved for most of his life, but everything seemed too strange and uncomfortable as he searched for a suitable place to rest properly. Natural beings used to be extremely bustling with family matters, except for the dark elves, that everything developed in the most reserved and discreet way possible. Living together with the Holt family had been an adventure for him. But Keith wasn't regretted in the least. He just needed a couple of minutes in silence.

When he left the house and began to walk through the large branches of the tree that held the residence, he watched carefully as everything connected wonderfully.

For many years, Keith heard from his parents about Olkarion as a mythical place where natural beings of different races lived in balance, united with nature in a tall city that was supported by large tree hundreds of years old. Keith thought his parents were exaggerating, but when he arrived many days ago in the city for the celebration of marriage between Shiro and Matt, he couldn't take his eyes off the entire structure. The houses were attached to the branches in such a way that it seemed that the same tree was responsible for protecting them, while everything was connected through the branches and pulley systems. The floor looked far beneath his feet like he walked to find somewhere to sit.

Certainly, the person who dared to visit the city of heights, as his mother told him when he told her about Olkarion, didn't have to suffer some kind of vertigo.

He walked away enough not to hear the cries of the house, and in the distance, he could see a hair he would recognize anywhere in the world. With an ornate hairstyle in several metal flowers that crossed over a braid to give the appearance of a crown, and an orange dress like the leaves of the city covered up her feet in an elegant fall, reminding him of autumn, while her wings were covered by lightweight material. Pidge looked to his way when see him approach her place with a wide smile. Keith thought that at any moment she would disappear from the world.

''What?'' Pidge asked once she saw that Keith was only by her side without saying a word. ''Do I look very different?''

''You look like a nymph.'' Keith said suddenly, Pidge laughed loudly releasing a loud throat that came from the bottom of her throat.

''I'm a nymph, Keith.'' He under distressing sight knew she was a nymph, but at that moment that reality had never hit him in the face. ''I guess I look very different without my armor and my helmet.''

''The armor hides your appearance to defend yourself, that's what is made for, Katie.'' Keith took one of the strands that fell on her face to take it behind her ear. ''You look good, really.''

''Well it was enough to leave you speechless for a moment, so I guess so.''

They entwined their hands as they sat together on the branch, the view was towards a meadow where the leaves fell when the wind blew, and houses were lost insight to the horizon where hundreds of colors mixed, it was certainly a wonderful sight.

''I hope Matt is not so nervous...'' Pidge said softly, Keith snorted when he remembered the house as complete chaos before leaving. ''Before he went to look for the flower it seemed that at any moment he would have a heart attack.''

''I can imagine it; I went to see Shiro a few hours ago and Lance could barely comb his hair.''

''Oh gods...'''' Pidge laughed trying to imagine. ''I hope they don't end up crying while reading their vows.''

''That will make Hunk start to cry.'' Keith added. ''And if Hunk cries, Lance will too.''

''This will be as terrible as when Hunk married with Shay three years ago.''

''Was here?'' Keith asked interestedly, it had been long before he joined his group. Pidge nodded animatedly releasing her hand to draw figures in the air when she spoke.

''They were so nervous that they stumbled when they left the chapel. Shay was stepping on Hunk's feet during the first dance, it was a spectacle.''

''I will pray to the gods for Matt to step on Shiro's feet during the dance.''

''Keith, how bad you are!'' They began to laugh imagining that situation in the next few hours.

''I want to have those memories with you too.'' Keith said taking her girlfriend's hand again. ''Besides, I've never been to a marriage.''

''Seriously?'' Pidge questioned incredulously; Keith nodded. ''Dark elves don't marry or what?''

''We do, it is just that it is a very personal ceremony, and no one can enter the room when two people are joined by the ancestors.'' Keith looked up when he heard the leaves move in a strong breeze, Pidge watched him patiently. ''What happens inside those walls, is one of the greatest mysteries of my people.''

''And you can't ask them when they leave?'' Keith laughed at Pidge's curious gaze, he didn't understand her interest in his people, but he loves it. In general, they were avoided by everyone because of the prejudices they had for being exiled beings from the kingdom of Alfheim.

''It's like disrespect to do that, it would be like asking someone to undress in front of you.''

''Ahh, I see, uncomfortable and everything.''

''Exactly.''

Keith sat up closer to Pidge when he brought her to his body to hug her and fit her face over her head, the ornaments of her hair felt cold on her skin and although for a moment thought he would dishevel her, but she settled into his chest to get closer to him. Soon the dream began to affect him, yawning hard while complaining. Although he had become slightly accustomed to staying awake when the sun was rising while traveling with his friends, Keith was still a dark elf, and being awake during the day was extremely difficult for him.

''You better rest a little more Keith.'' Pidge said moving away from a little more to look directly at him. ''The ceremony will be during the afternoon; you don't have to be up all day.''

''No.'' He looked away a little sorry for his words. ''I want to see where you come from, that's why I woke up earlier than I considered.''

''Ohh...'' This time it was Pidge's turn to look the other way, feeling her cheeks feel red with shame. ''Well if you want ... I could take you to an important place in Olkarion.''

''That would be good, let's go tomorrow.'' Pidge shook her head before rising abruptly and falling down the branch with force while using her wings to lean on without falling, with a look that asked him to follow her, his chest felt warm, he loved her energy. ''Pidge, I don't think we have time.''

''Don't worry about that, where we go there is no need to worry about time.''

 ...

 They walked for various minutes through the dense weeds that didn't allow passage easily, moving away from houses and the city. Pidge said nothing at any time and Keith began to get a little impatient about the very enigmatic way in which his girlfriend was acting.

His eyes could easily move down the road once sunlight was lost between the vines, although Pidge's wings clinked a faint light to indicate where he was. After a couple of minutes of walking in an unknown direction, Pidge stopped.

A moonlight was seen from the distance, there was a room in which several fireflies flew around while only the dripping water was heard somewhere along the way. He didn't realize that a silver-haired woman who contrasted sharply with her skin was in front of them until she moved from their way, like an elegant breeze that barely made a small noise.

Keith was impressed that she was able to find herself in that place without problems. Pidge, however, ran to hug her tightly.

''Good to see you again Allura.''

''Likewise, Pidge. I see you have grown quite a lot.''

''Not really, I remain exactly the same since the last time.'' Pidge approached along with Allura towards Keith with emotion. ''He is Keith, he has joined us for almost a year.''

''Oh! Lance came the other day to tell me about him, it's a pleasure.'' They held hands for a moment, but Keith was able to feel the overwhelming magic of her body. She was not a normal woman.

''A pleasure.''

''Allura is an apprentice to be Altea's oracle. She stays in this cave to learn to manage her powers and will integrate into the marriage during the night.''

''Does the sun affect your powers?''' Keith asked, she nodded politely.

''I can go out from time to time, but I am in a stage of my training in which I feel very sensitive sunlight, so I stay hidden in this room until I get a better balance.'' Keith nodded, watching Pidge talk to her about his last adventures. They seemed really close and he was happy that Pidge was so excited.

''Do you know Keith? This place is something very sacred to my people.''

''Seriously?'' He returned to her when he was pushed towards the center of the room.

''Here you can ask the gods about the future of an important decision in your life.''

''How a prediction?''

''No, the prediction usually conjectures that something is going to happen. This is much more accurate, considering that seeing the future of beings whose freedom makes decisions vary, this is pretty cool.'' Keith nodded when he watched her smile excitedly about what she was telling him.

''So, it's something like...''

''A prophecy.'' Allura interrupted as she moved closer to him, her eyes looked slightly cloudy, as if a spell had reached her. ''And I can feel that the gods have something to tell you, Keith...''

''Allura?''

Pidge tried to reach her to see if her friend was fine, but Allura held Keith's arm so tightly that the moonlight on the walls darkened for a few seconds while her boyfriend's eyes clouded in an instant. After a few seconds, they both separated with surprise.

''Sorry, I still don't know how to use my powers correctly.'' Allura apologized, but Keith brought her hands to his body, somewhat altered.

''It's okay.'' He said after a few seconds in silence, Pidge approached him fearfully.

''Did you see anything?''

''Yes, I ... I saw something that I thought would be impossible.'' He looked up at Allura, who still looked worried. ''Are you sure it's something that will happen?''

''Of course.'' Answered determined. ''I've never been wrong about what I've predicted.''

''How are you so sure?'' Keith questioned; this time more worried. ''The future can change with every decision; it is not possible to be so reliable.''

''Excuse me?'' Allura put her hand to her chest, clearly disgusted by Keith's words. ''That you have seen something that hasn't been to your liking does not mean that my skills are mediocre. I always succeed!''

''That doesn't mean that your powers may fail from time to time.''

''Keith.'' Pidge stopped him when she saw that both would begin a strong discussion. ''Allura tells the truth, she is always right.''

''How are you so sure?'' He asked annoyed, but she looked away at her friend, there was sadness in her eyes.

''Because my prophecy was fulfilled.''

''What?'' Keith asked confused. This time it was part of Allura to be scared, taking Pidge's hands, worried.

''Don't tell me that…''

''No.'' Pidge stopped her friend's train of thoughts. ''They didn't hurt me, Keith arrived before it happened.''

''What are you talking about Pidge?''

''Do you remember the night we met?''

Keith nodded slowly, scared about what his girlfriend was trying to make him understand. Many times, she woke up in the middle of the night, sweating and completely frightened when she remembered the time he had saved her from a mortal destiny.

Pidge smiled warmly.

''My prophecy was that, if I traveled the world, no matter how strong it made me, I would find my death in the hands of a group of goblins cause of my imprudence. And only a man of the night would be able to stop my destiny.''

''So…''

''Basically, it was my destiny to die that night.'' Pidge answered heavily; Keith's heart flipped in pain at the thought. ''But thanks to you being there, everything changed.''

''The prophecies always have outputs.'' Allura added a little quieter. ''And you know yours, Keith. When it's time, use it.''

''Yeah...'' He whispered awkwardly; Pidge took his hand hard to direct him to the exit.

''Time doesn't run here, but we better go home. The road will take a while.''

''Yes, you're right. ''He was still thinking about what he had seen. Before leaving, he looked at Allura with a soft look. ''Thanks, Allura.'' She smiled back while watching them leave.

''You're welcome, Keith. See you at night.'' And with a nod from both of them, they left the caves to go outside. Allura felt her mice perch on her shoulder, looking curiously at the couple as they recriminated her. ''I know that I also predicted that this man was going to be Pidge's soulmate, but I couldn't contradict her at that moment!

[nobodysuspectsthebutterfly]

I think I've read the passage of the House of the Undying an thousand times by now but I don't get what they are hinting at. Who are the mounts and the treacherous people and so on... Any thoughts?

Ohh boy. The thing to remember about the House of the Undying prophecies is that, well, they’re prophecies. Some of them haven’t happened yet, so we can only make guesses. It’s likely that after the books are complete, we’ll be able to go through all of Dany’s storyline and match up all the passages, but for now, we might be right or we might be wrong.

Anyway. These are my theories, based on the events of the books so far, TWOW preview chapters, other people’s thoughts, and other general speculation:

Dany first sees visions when she enters the House of the Undying, behind the doors of the hall. The beautiful woman being ravaged by little men is Westeros during the War of the Five Kings; the feast of corpses is the Red Wedding; the house with the red door in Braavos is what it is; the old man on the Iron Throne is Aerys commanding his pyromancers to light the wildfire when he hears Robert’s army has come to King’s Landing; and the last room shows Rhaegar with Elia and newborn Aegon, saying that Aegon is the Prince that was Promised but deciding he needs another child (in addition to Rhaenys) because “the dragon has three heads”.

Then Dany enters the chamber of the Undying, and they proclaim various prophetic statements:

…mother of dragons… child of three… […] three heads has the dragon…

Dany is the mother of dragons and one of the three heads of the dragon (part of the prophecy of the Prince that was Promised), that’s a given. What “child of three” means we’re not sure yet – it could be that she was one of Aerys and Rhaella’s three surviving children, it could mean that she’s one of the three heads of the dragon, it could be related to how these prophecies are given in sets of three, it could mean something else.

mother of dragons… child of storm…

Daenerys Stormborn, born during a great storm that hit Dragonstone and wrecked the Targaryen fleet.

three fires must you light… one for life and one for death and one to love…

One for life: Drogo’s pyre, which birthed her dragons

One for death: uncertain – may be the fire that burned down the House of the Undying, may be the “dracarys” that freed the slaves of Astapor, may be something related to her potential interactions with the Dothraki and the dosh khaleen in TWOW, might be related to the King’s Landing wildfire theory, or something else

One to love: what a fire to love means is extremely confusing. I personally think it will be a fire that will guide her to her love, but it could be something else.

three mounts must you ride… one to bed and one to dread and one to love…

One to bed: her silver mare, that carried her to her wedding night with Drogo

One to dread: Drogon, probably. (Since he’s Balerion the Black Dread reborn, or that he is dangerous even to his mother, or both.)

One to love: ??? unknown. May be a mount that will carry to her to her love, may be a mount to be loved (in which case “mount” for all three may be metaphorical), we just don’t know yet.

three treasons will you know… once for blood and once for gold and once for love…

Once for blood: Mirri Maz Duur, probably

Once for gold: might be Jorah’s betrayal, might be the Second Sons’ betrayal, might be something in the future (Daario perhaps)

Once for love: Very confusing right now. But I feel that a treason for love is different from a treason of love – that is, not a lover betraying her. Also, the fact that this is a treason she will know – it may be Dany herself is the executor of this treason for love. Some connect this to Azor Ahai and Nissa Nissa, I say we can’t be sure, it’s something complex without the full context we need to understand it yet.

Then the Undying show Dany three sets of visions, each related to a certain theme. First theme:

Viserys screamed as the molten gold ran down his cheeks and filled his mouth.

His golden crown.

A tall lord with copper skin and silver-gold hair stood beneath the banner of a fiery stallion, a burning city behind him.

Rhaego conquering Westeros, a might-have-been. (Note Dany wasn’t by his side; perhaps if Rhaego had been born, she might have died instead?)

Rubies flew like drops of blood from the chest of a dying prince, and he sank to his knees in the water and with his last breath murmured a woman’s name…

Rhaegar, at the Trident.

mother of dragons, daughter of death…

This refers to the last three visions – Viserys, Rhaegar, and Rhaego had to die so that Dany could be the mother of dragons, could be queen in her own right.

Second theme:

Glowing like sunset, a red sword was raised in the hand of a blue-eyed king who cast no shadow.

Stannis.

A cloth dragon swayed on poles amidst a cheering crowd.

Aegon, the mummer’s dragon.

From a smoking tower, a great stone beast took wing, breathing shadow fire…

Unknown, almost certainly hasn’t happened yet. May be something Melisandre creates, as she does want to birth dragons from stone, and she makes shadow illusions and actual shadow creatures. May be related to something Euron does at the Hightower. We’ll just have to see.

mother of dragons, slayer of lies…

Again, referring to the last three visions – Dany must slay the lies that Stannis is Azor Ahai (she is), that Aegon is the Targaryen ruler of Westeros (nope, that’s her, he’s a Blackfyre), and whatever the lie is regarding the shadow dragon. (If it’s Melisandre’s creation, it’s probably regarding the prophecy that Azor Ahai Reborn would wake dragons from stone, because again, that’s Dany.)

Third theme:

Her silver was trotting through the grass, to a darkling stream beneath a sea of stars.

Dany’s wedding night with Drogo.

A corpse stood at the prow of a ship, eyes bright in his dead face, grey lips smiling sadly.

Uncertain. May be Hizdahr zo Loraq, dead and made the figurehead of Victarion’s ship (as Euron does to Aeron in his first TWOW chapter). May be a punning reference to a “grey joy”, either Euron or Victarion. (With Euron’s living figurehead thing being a metaphor for him by proxy.) We need TWOW before we can be sure, unfortunately.

A blue flower grew from a chink in a wall of ice, and filled the air with sweetness…

Jon Snow, the son of Lyanna Stark (given a crown of blue roses by Rhaegar), at the Wall.

mother of dragons, bride of fire…

The theme for these last three visions is Dany as a bride, so almost certainly these visions show her husbands. (That’s why the uncertainty with the second vision, as she did marry Hizdahr, but Euron and Victarion have both declared their pursuit of her and the willingness to kill anyone in their way.) And of course, the third vision is a major reason for the existence of the Jon/Dany ship amongst book readers, especially because of the “sweetness”, the suggestion that this marriage, at least, will be for love.

Then there’s a last series of visions, showing Dany where she came from, what she will become:

Shadows whirled and danced inside a tent, boneless and terrible.

Mirri Maz Duur’s tent, where she performed the ritual that saved Drogo’s life (but not his soul and mind) and killed Rhaego.

A little girl ran barefoot toward a big house with a red door.

Almost certainly little Dany in Braavos, but some wonder if this is a vision of the future, Dany’s own daughter.

Mirri Maz Duur shrieked in the flames, a dragon bursting from her brow.

The birth of Dany’s dragons (metaphorically).

Behind a silver horse the bloody corpse of a naked man bounced and dragged.

The wineseller who tried to assassinate Dany at Vaes Dothrak. (And the reason why Drogo decided to support her conquering Westeros, the reason he ended up in the battle where he took his deathly wound.)

A white lion ran through grass taller than a man.

This may be the hrakkar Drogo slew in the Dothraki Sea, whose pelt Dany now wears. Or it may be a metaphorical vision, referring to Tyrion (a lion of Lannister with white-blond hair, and a dwarf). We’ll just have to see.

Beneath the Mother of Mountains, a line of naked crones crept from a great lake and knelt shivering before her, their grey heads bowed.

Hasn’t happened yet, but will – after Dany is brought to Vaes Dothrak by the khalasar that finds her in the wilderness at the end of ADWD, something will happen (perhaps the fire for death), and the dosh khaleen will accept that she is truly the promised prince, the khal of khals, the Stallion Who Mounts the World.

Ten thousand slaves lifted bloodstained hands as she raced by on her silver, riding like the wind. “Mother!” they cried. “Mother, mother!”

The mhysa scene, after Dany frees the slaves of Yunkai.

And that’s it. Hope that helps!

[donaldresslerfanfic]

Time Managment.

Rating: M

Warnings: Strong Language, Sexual Content.

Word Count: 3444

Donald Ressler X OC Maggie Waters.

Chapter: Forty Nine

Chapter Index

Story on Wattpad

Ressler.

Things were moving too slow for my taste, and I couldn't imagine how this wait to get Agnes back was for Liz.

Tom and Liz had come many times to me asking for help, a lead, anything they could exploit, and Liz told me Red was a little resented and wasn't exactly sharing Intel on how to get to Kirk.

However, every time I came home, crossed the door of my home and walked to Mags, everything was sunshine and rainbows on her end.

After we had to wait from the attache team in London to look over Reddington's next guy, they dismissed me until the found anything.

I got home, going up the stairs and looking for Mags on her office, she spent a lot of time here.

She was talking on the phone, writing things in a big calendar she had on one of her walls. She scribbled something down and then turned the pages, placing her hand in the box that had a big red heart.

"I'll get back to you as soon as I have some news, thank you" she hung up and took a deep breath. Then she went to her desk and scribbled down some more things in her agenda.

"Do you like that guy?" I heard another voice. I didn't know she had company, the other person was sitting in the corner out of my view.

"I think he's alright, I mean, he's got good references"

"I'll have him as a plan B if you don't like it" the other person came into view, it was Gina. "And what about this girl for interior design?" She handed her a piece of paper.

"Mmm" she scanned it quickly "ohh, this firm in PA, top notch, see if you can get a reference" she handed her back the paper and finally looked at me. I gave her a smile while Gina looked at me as well

"Don hey" she walked to me and gave me a little hug "I heard the news, congrats! I have a perfect make up artist and a hairdresser, we're going to make Maggie look dreamy for your big day"

"Won't take much, she's already dreamy" I said looking at her, she gave me a little smile while her cheeks redened.

"Aw, anyway, I'll use the phone downstairs" Gina said while walking around me downstairs. I looked back at Mags again while walking inside.

"You're home early" she said giving her watch a quick look.

"What's Gina doing here?" I asked. I smiled when Maggie hopped on her desk with a smile

"So get this, the director found out about my wedding and he said he wanted me to set up a second team in my care so they can take over while I plan this" she clapped happy and looked down to grab her agenda "Gina and I have been at this for maybe an hour, going through resumes and calling people. I've been answering messages from my family. My aunt said she wants to gift me something from the wedding, either the cake or the souvenirs, I don't know which one yet. And look at these!" She said handing me an envelope.

I opened it and checked our names, written in the cards along as 'save the date!' with a little calendar marking our wedding day.

"This came out pretty" I said, pushing the card back in.

"They're beautiful" she said while taking it back. "I'll probably be sending these this week, and we have to go cake tasting and I'm taking next week off to do the bridesmaids dresses, I have to go check out mine, my shoes" she listed, then took a deep breath "it's a lot. But here"

She turned to a stack of envelopes she had behind her and separated a few from the bunch.

"Those are for the guys at the blacksite, Samar, Aram, Cooper and Liz hopefully with baby and all"

"We're closing in, we're not going to be after this guy for four months"

"I hope" Maggie said, she was still holding an extra card in her hands "can I like... Well, not ask but consult something with you? Because-"

Ah, I knew were this one was going.

"I know that you hate Raymond and that his your arch enemy and you guys have bad blood between eachother but... Can I?" She shook the card a little "invite him to our wedding?"

I gave her a little twist of lips because no, knowing what happens when he goes to weddings I want him as far as he can from mine.

"I know that you guys don't match but... He's been good to me and he used to know my dad so, I don't want to say like it'll be as if my dad was there but I thought that-" she quieted down, and I realized that this whole thing was also kind of painful to Mags.

Her dad, the person she loved most, wasn't going to be with her to walk her down the aisle, to have her first dance, to make a toast for us.

I saw her look down, with the envelope still on her hand. I guess I'm going to have to suck this one up.

"The girl said she's perfect with the-" I head Gina interrupt from behind us. Maggie cleared her throat and hoped off the table "sorry, is this a bad time?"

"No" Maggie dismissed "I was just giving Don the save the dates and waiting for you to return, I still need to check on a project"

I leaned in and grabbed the envelope from her hand.

"I'll deliver these, call me if you need anything" I said. Mags looked at the envelopes in my hand and gave me a little smile while she grabbed her purse from the chair.

"Thank you" she whispered at me while leaning in to give me a fast kiss on the lips.

I saw Gina turn on her heels and walk down, Maggie following her. As soon as I heard the clicking sound of heels from Gina going down the stairs, Mags turned around and pulled me in for another longer kiss, my hands quickly finding her waist and pulling her for a hug.

"Seriously, thank you" she whispered against my lips, her hand slowly moving from my neck to my cheek "and I'm sorry I'm putting you in a difficult position and that you don't want him near but he's actually a good friend"

"You two knock that off until your wedding night!" Gina yelled from downstairs. Maggie gave me a smirk and kissed my lips again.

She was gone for the rest of the day, and that gave me time to check the things I had to check on my end, and that included keeping in touch with Ramona constantly, I'd come to an arrangement with her about the payment for the bookings we needed to do, knowing that Mags wasn't exactly thrilled with the idea of spending almost double of what she had in mind in just one night. But I was. Not only because I wanted to see her happy but because I was sitting on 7 years of bureau payment that I didn't wanted to spend anyway else.

Once back in the blacksite the next day, we finally had a lead about this guy that supposedly was working with Kirk. I saw my opportunity then to hand the team the save the dates.

"Can I steal you guys for a second?" I said looking at the team, then searched for the envelopes on my suit's inner pocket "even though the idea of an 'on the spot' wedding sounds really romantic, we're not going to drop an Elizabeth Keen and have our wedding the same day we let people know" I joked looking at Liz, then handed her one of the envelopes, then went around handing Samar, Aram and Cooper the remaining three "and even though it's highly inappropriate giving what you're going through Liz" I sympathize with her "things are moving fast and-"

"You're getting married?" She pitched in, looking at the card with a smile.

I ran my eyes through them, they were giving me an expectant and proud smile, and I matched them with my own.

"Yeah, I am" I said.

"Oh my God" she said while leaning in to give me a hug. Cooper gave me a proud smile and a pat on the shoulder while Samar also leaned in to hug me.

"I'm sorry to interrupt but" Aram said looking at his computer "one of our suspects? Local police found a body in a park that fits his description"

"Ressler, Navabi, get to the park, ID the body and if it us our suspect, I want to know who killed him"

Samar and I nodded and got on the move. As soon as the elevator doors closed I pulled out my phone.

"Mags told me to tell you that this weekend she's having the bridesmaids go out with her for the fittings of the dresses and such, and she wanted you to come"

"Flattered" she said while the elevator opened up. "I saw her after she came back from your vacation and I saw the ring but I didn't actually believe you'd asked her"

We climbed in the car and headed to the crime scene.

"Why wouldn't I? We're in love"

"Yes but... I know about your fiance, Audrey, and how she died. And I didn't think that after that you'd like to try again. Our line of work is a very lonely one."

"Only if you don't have someone to walk on your pace. If I have to stay all night searching for something she sets up the coffee machine in a timer for me to have coffee during the night, she wakes up at six to have breakfast with me even though her work is at 9 am, she even scrappes the blood of my shirts and if that isn't a keeper right there then I don't know what a keeper is"

"I didn't say it like that, I said it in the sense that people around us get hurt because of us"

"Yeah, well in this case, the threats aren't coming from me" I said parking the car and exiting, referring to her work with Reddington. He's been the only one putting her in danger when she was and now... Now that he was gone from her life I just hoped I had all my bases covered.

Turns out Tom Keen ended up being our inside man in the case, and we captured the blacklister before the day ended, not really knowing what Reddington's end game was.

When I walked into the house, I saw Mags pace back and forth talking on the phone, I walked to her and gave her one short kiss and let her continue.

"Oh well, that's a shame, I liked that one... No it's fine I can go browse for other kinds tomorrow..... I won't be going but if Don wants to he can be my guest, I'm deadly allergic to flowers.... Okay I'll let him know, thanks Ramona"

I heard the thud on the table as she dropped her phone and sat on the kitchen table with her laptop in front of her.

"What's wrong?" I said rolling up my sleeves.

"Just some... Hiccups" she said looking into the computer "her people didn't find the vase I wanted for the table decorations and she said she can have them be hand made but that's-"

"And why don't you have them be hand made?"

"I'd like to search for more" she dismissed me "and if I don't find another alternative I'll have them hand made. But that's not what I'm upset about. I went dress shopping with Gina and my childhood friend Sara who came from Rhode Island for a week to help me out with stuff, we went through five wedding fitting venues and didn't find the one that I liked, all of them told me that model isn't made anymore even though it hasn't been a year since it was released"

She tapped a few times in the pad to open up some folders.

"Here, you can look at it since I'm going to have to pick another one anyway" she turned the laptop to me. I could understand her anger, the dress was beautiful, and I didn't know a damn thing about dresses, I just knew she would've looked bomb in it.

"Are all going to be backless? I like that one, because I like your back a lot" I said running my hand on her spine, she let out the smallest smile "and why don't you have that one hand made?"

She snorted and rolled her eyes.

"First of all, no, absolutely not. Second of all, you already looked at it, so it's cursed now. Third, this is Vera Wang, anything that I can do hand made will never come close to the actual thing. The problem is" she tapped again in the screen opening up the browser and tipping fast "all backless dress are like this" she motioned at the screen and I could see the pattern "they're all skin tight and if I get one of these, I'll have to be in a diet for the rest of my life. Besides look at all these fucking chicks! they're models! I would never look like that in one of those dresses, it has to have layers upon layers of tulle"

"Well" I said shutting the laptop down and looking at her "I've seen you with skin tight dresses and you are fucking hot Margaret"

She scrunched her nose and then gave me a chuckle

"Ew, why do you call me that?" She said opening the laptop again. I stood up and walked to the fridge.

"Because you make me mad when you say you're not hot. That you don't look like a model just because your thighs touch an inch in the center?"

"Okay, you like my body, I get it. It doesn't mean I'll look good in this dress"

I walked back to her with a bottle of water and extended my hand to her.

"I'll bet you a thousand dollars you would" she gave me a smirk and slapped my hand away. "I mean it" I said pulling my hand back to her "when you go dress hunting you try one of those on and I guarantee you'll end up picking it"

"So you know me better than what I know myself?" I grabbed her by the jaw and pulled her head up while I leaned in to kiss her shortly.

"I'm saying I know that you'll love how you'll look in that dress when you try it out"

"But if I do, then you'll know when I give you the money of the bet"

"You can hold of to it until the big night" she smirked and I leaned to kiss her lips again. Maggie stood up from her seat, her lips never leaving mine. I rounded her waist and pulled her in. She finished the kiss and leaned her head on my chest.

"Things aren't going without a hitch like I would want them to, and even then just talking to you for five seconds calms me down, and I realize everything is fixable"

"Everything is, specially if you have me"

"Okay fairy godmother" she said with a chuckle, then looked back up to kiss me again.

She leaned back just a bit, pulling out her hand, I smirked and shooked it.

"Even if you win you'll have to use the money for our honeymoon, so it's a win-win"

"And if I don't, you'll still have to use that money for our honeymoon, so yes, it is a win-win" I took her hand up to my lips and kissed her knuckles "so, what do I need to check out?" I said, sitting back on the kitchen chair and pulling Maggie to sit on my lap.

"Flower arrangements, mainly he floral settings on the tables, the arch outside and I want my nieces to wear a flower crown, so you'll have to get a info about those, and make sure the bouquet I'm holding isn't actual flowers, if not you'll have to rush me to the ER with a throat closed and the closest ER is 2 miles away minimum, I could die"

I snorted and gave her a quick kiss on the lips, moving her aside to stand up.

"Do the save the dates have a plus one? I think Aram's got a new girlfriend"

She gasped and clapped happy.

"Yes! And also, boo, I thought I could finally hook him up with Samar in our party."

I chuckled while I headed upstairs to get out of my shirt and into a more comfortable one. When I walked down again, Maggie was looking in her computer for new vases for the table decorations.

"Can you look her up?"

"Who?" She said not taking her eyes off the screen.

"Aram's girlfriend. I think her name's Elise, heard them speaking on the phone."

"On it" she said opening another tab. "Wait, I'll be right back" she said speeding off upstairs. I opened the fridge while at it and found some leftover chicken parmesan, so I threw it in the oven. I heard Mags walk back to the kitchen. Then she cleared her throat.

I laughed when I saw her fastening an FBI cap on her head.

"Where'd you get that from?" I said turning the oven on and setting a timer.

"I stole it when I went to your office"

I chuckled again sitting next to her. I couldn't believe this woman.

"So, here she is, Elise and Aram in a date to a karaoke bar. We've never been to a karaoke bar" she said clicking on a photo and opening up wider.

"She's hot" I said waiting to see Maggie's reaction.

"I like her hair, it matches her skin color, kinda tan, I wish I had that color on me" she said looking on her arm. The sun tan she'd gotten in Maui was long gone.

"I said she was hot" I repeated.

"Yeah, I heard, she is." She confirmed, looking at another photo. "Want to dump me and steal Aram's girlfriend? Fine by me Ressler I'll call her to tell her how you like your meat cooked, that is assuming she knows how to cook, and by the looks of it she doesn't" she said showing me another photo from her Instagram where she was showcasing a batch of cupcakes a wouldn't eat even if I loved her too much.

I knew she wasn't mad, she was just taunting me because she knew I couldn't live one day without her.

"Don't call me Ressler" I said leaning in and stealing a kiss from her while standing back up and walking to check the oven.

"Payback, you called me Margaret"

As I took out the chicken and checked if it was done, I heard a gasp from Mags and she quickly walked to me, showing me the picture of a flower vase that had dangling stings of pearls on the sides.

"That's pretty" I said.

"They're beautiful! I don't know how I hadn't seen this before" she said looking at the screen again and placing it on the island.

"Order it" I pulled my wallet out and handed it to her, she quickly took it and searched for one of my credit cards.

I saw her stop and look at a little picture I had on the transparent pocket of the wallet. It was, of course, a picture of her. Big smile, shining eyes, just like I loved her like.

"You should take it off, get one of Elise" she said with a little smirk and a wink while taking the laptop back to the table.

I smiled and left the tray on top of the oven, quickly walking to Mags and holding her by the waist when she put the computer down.

"Are you jealous?" I said in her ear, leading my lips to her neck.

"Isn't that what you wanted? To make me jealous?" She turned around on my arms and I pulled her legs up to sit her down on the table.

I kissed her, moving my lips heavily over hers, then I grunted in frustration and pulled back a little.

"God I love you" I said, she smiled and grabbed the collar of my shirt, pulling me back to kiss her lips again.

[imaginedilestrade]

The Midnight Lovers.

Summary: After an argument you leave your boyfriend, Greg. Months later your friends ask you on a road trip, only Greg was invited too. What the two of you don’t know is your friends have planned this trip to try and get the pair of you to rekindle. But will it work?

Warnings: THE END IS NEARRR (But in all seriousness none, maybe the occasional swear?)

A/N: Welp this is it. With a heavy heart I have to say this is the LAST chapter of ‘The Midnight Lovers’ 😧 I honestly can’t believe it! It’s been such a pleasure to write this and my heart is in pain that this is the end!! I DON’T WANT IT TO END!! I’d like to thank everyone who’s liked/reblogged/commented/ almost ripped their hair out at certain points…because it honestly means so much! So, here we go…one last time. 😭❤️

The Midnight Lovers Playlist

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Chapter 22

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You looked up to Greg and crashed your head into his chest with a groan “Here we go…” you mumbled.

You heard a stampede of feet rushing to the door and saw the faces of your friends with huge smiles on their faces. “Does this mean…?” Mary trailed off and raised her brows in anticipation. You looked up to Greg and he sent you a smile.

You both tilted your heads to your group of friends who all had beaming grins of anticipation on their faces “Yes, it does.”

As soon as you stopped talking they all let out a huge cheer, you buried your face into Greg’s chest and he could feel the heat from it radiate through his top. “Okay! Okay!” Greg managed to settle them all down “Can we get a minute?”

“Only a minute? You don’t last very long do you?” Jim let out a snort of laughter and stopped abruptly when he felt a pillow pelt against his face.

The door shut over and you smirked “They’re going to be so smug about this!”

“Yeah…” Greg chortled and you laughed with him before yawning “Are you tired?” He asked soothingly tucking a piece of invisible hair behind your ear making you even more sleepy.

“A bit,” you admitted.

Greg grabbed your pyjamas and placed them in your arms before he started to strip off. You cleared your throat and slowly started to do the same, bashfully turning and hearing Greg giggle when you did “I’ve seen it all before…” he trailed off.

“I know, but I still get shy…” you could feel your cheeks burn.

Greg’s hands wrapped around your waist and he pressed his forehead against yours “I hope you know how beautiful you are.”

You smiled and pecked his lips “You’re very good at reminding me,” you yawned again “God I’m shattered.”

Greg motioned you to the bed and you dived under the covers “Try not to steal the covers tonight, Y/L/N.”

“Can’t make any promises, Lestrade.” You mumbled with shut eyes “Goodnight everyone!” You hollered out and got a choir of 'Goodnights’ in return.

The last thing you felt was Greg’s lips on your forehead before falling asleep.

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“You have a grey hair…” you ruffled Greg’s hair as you lazed in the bed the next morning while John drove.

“What?” Greg sounded disheartened.

“I think you’ll suit grey hair, I’ll love it,” you smiled and ruffled it one last time before standing.

“That’s reassuring,” Greg uttered and turned to face you “Where you going?”

“Heading for a shower,” you replied while gathering your things.

“Can I join you?” You could hear the suggestiveness laced in his words. You slowly turned and narrowed your eyes at him.

“No,” he pouted his lips “Not here, maybe when we get home.” Greg’s eyes snapped open and you let out a loud laugh before leaving the room. “Morning all!” You greeted those who were in the living quarters “Sherlock? What are you doing?”

You noticed him frustratingly trying to undo laces “Jim knotted my shoes together!”

“Well you could say that he’s very 'knotty’” you burst out laughing at your pun before Sherlock’s deadly look shut you up “I’m going in for a shower….” you quickly left and showered before Sherlock could rip your head off.

The day passed fairly quickly, especially since for the best part of it you were laying on Greg’s chest reading your book of poems. John made one final stop by the beach, it would be the final stop before London. “I can’t believe how fast this has flew in,” Molly said and you all hummed in agreement.

“I’ve had a great time!” Anderson chimed.

“Me too,” you smiled.

“If I can convince my parents to give me the van next year, do you all want to do it again?” John asked and everyone didn’t hesitate to agree.

“Why don’t we play a game to pass the time?” Mary suggested “The floor is lava?”

“Ohh a classic!” You clapped your hands together. You all stood on something that raised you off the sand, the beach was close to a woodland so there was old tree stumps and some rocks lying about.

“Sherlock, we’re playing the floor is lava…” Greg called out.

“I know that’s why I’m lying down, I’m dead, therefore not playing…” you rolled your eyes but smiled. Greg looked up to you just as you smiled, then a large gust of wind came, knocking off the flower petals on a nearby tree. The sight was enough to take his breath away and he was so convinced his one of his poems was coming true; 'The pink and white petals from the cherry blossom trees fell during a late spring afternoon onto your head. They fell in a fashion to create a band across your hair. As if nature itself was crowning you a Queen.’ His world slowed for a moment as the petals danced around you while you laughed and he felt privileged when you locked your eyes with his. He knew then that no other person in the world could take his breath like you did.

—

“Bye everyone! We need to catch up next week sometime!” You waved off everyone as they dropped you off outside the door to your apartment. Your arms were full with things, mainly Leslie the dragon and PI lestrade the penguin. Greg took the rest.

“Do you want me to wait for you, Greg?” John asked.

“Uh yeah but I’ll just come down and grab my stuff, you don’t need to drive me home…” he trailed off before lowering his voice “I’m staying with Y/N tonight. I’ve got something for her.”

“Bet it’s your dick,” Jim blurted out and Molly flicked his ear “What?! I was kidding!” Molly sent him an unconvinced look “Alright I was half kidding…” he grumbled and crossed his arms.

Greg rolled his eyes and took your stuff up before returning to get his own “See you all next week!” He waved goodbye and watched the van drive off before returning to you.

He saw you looking into your fridge. You heard him come in and let out a pursed your lips “I have…uh…one egg and…two yogurts. Oh and half a packet of stock cubes in the cupboard!”

You shut the fridge over and you could tell Greg was thinking the same as you “Takeaway?” You both said at the same time.

“I’ll phone it in,” Greg took out his mobile.

“I’ll run the bath…” you trailed off and walked passed him “Just like old times!”

Greg smiled to himself and ordered in the food. After dinner and a bath together you both curled up on the couch together. Greg kept shifting.

“Everything okay?” You asked.

Greg sat up and brought something out from around his back. A book. He handed it to you and your smile grew with each word you read on the front cover.

'Poems for Y/N by Greg Lestrade.’

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Epilogue

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Seven years later…

“Stop fidgeting with your bow tie,” you tapped Jim’s prying hands away from his black silk bow tie “That took me half an hour!”

“Sorry! Sorry!” Jim quietly spoke “I’m just nervous.”

You smiled widely at him and cupped his face in your hands “You don’t have anything to be nervous about.” Jim nodded with a small smile and placed his hands over yours, stroking the back of your hands with his thumbs.

“Thank you.” He whispered and you pecked a kiss to his forehead.

“You don’t have to thank me for anything, I’m so happy for you and Sherlock. I always knew the two of you would end up together. I can’t believe you’re getting married!” You squealed with excitement.

“I’m sure you’ll be next,” Jim winked and you rolled your eyes, peeling your hands away from his face with a groan. “Oh come on now, don’t be like that! Greg’s going to propose soon I just know it.”

“Like I’ve said before, time and time again, Greg are happy taking things slowly-”

“-more like a snails pace…” Jim cut you off and you narrowed your eyes at him “Y/N, you and Greg have been together for what? Seven years? Even longer if you count the years before you were dating.”

“We’re happy and that’s all that matters, so shut up.” You stuck your tongue out at him like a child and stood back to take a proper look at him “You look absolutely gorgeous, Jim.”

“Not as gorgeous as my maid of honour,” he winked and pecked you on the cheek “Who has always been like a sister to me…” he trailed off and you sincerely smiled at him. You held onto his hand and give it a squeeze, the door opened and Greg walked in.

“Are you two ready yet?” Greg asked, roaming his eyes up and down you with a gaping mouth. “We are,” Jim looked behind your shoulder to Greg “It’s this one! Y/N takes about five days to get ready!”

“Tell me about it…” Greg rolled his eyes and you gasped.

“I do not!” You protested “Anyway you should be with Sherlock, Greg so shoo! Bugger off!” You smiled and he came up to you pressing a kiss to your lips.

“For good luck, don’t want you tripping on the way up the alter,” he winked before leaving and you shook your head with a smile before interlocking your arm with Jim’s.

You steadily walked with him to the alter and you felt him squeeze onto your hand. You looked up to him, Jim’s gaze was solely on Sherlock “I love you, Y/N.”

Jim shifted his eyes and looked down to you with a wide smile “I love you too, Jim. I’m so happy for you. You and Sherlock are going to make each other happy for a very long time. Don’t get me wrong you’ll make each other feel like you want to rip the other persons hair out-” you laughed as Jim let out a snort of laughter “But you’ll love him and he’ll love you.” Jim pecked your temple as soon as the wedding march played you took slow steps with him down the aisle before giving him away to Sherlock.

The pair of them thought it was funny to kiss either cheek of yours before you stepped back and stood next to Jim as his maid of honour. Your eyes flickered up to Greg half the time, catching him staring at you from Sherlock’s side where he stood with John, Mycroft and Anderson as the groomsmen. You stood with Molly and Mary who were Jim’s bridesmaids. At one point Greg looked almost petrified and you wondered what was wrong with him. It was pushed to the side however as Jim and Sherlock kissed to finish the ceremony and start their new lives together.

—

You clinked your fork against your champagne glass whist standing up from your seat. The reception hall gradually got quieter and your nerves began to build as you clutched to your scribbled speech notes. Greg had reassured you that your speech was perfect, his exact words were; 'It’s just as perfect as the person reading it.’ You nervously bit down on your lip and looked at your notes once, then twice, then placed them down on the table. You looked down at Greg who sent you a small nod of approval before starting your speech. “I do have a speech prepared but I can’t talk about Jim, or Sherlock, or any of my friends from a piece of paper. I can only speak of them from my heart.”

You took in a deep breath with a smile “I met Jim on the 22nd of August. It was four weeks after the film 'Angus, thongs and perfect snogging’ was released and we were the only two in the cinema because we were the only ones weird enough to see it on the last day the cinema was showing it.” The crowd laughed and it eased your nerves “I never thought when I left my house that day I’d meet my best friend. Meet the person who’d turn into a brother.” You looked down to Jim and he was already crying, Sherlock was getting a bit emotional too.

“Jim and I grew up together, then we got into the same university. Honestly I think the admissions board were on drugs that day to accept the two of us together. We were very infamous for our pranks and a few months after we were accepted I think they realised that. I’ll never forget the day with the yellow spray paint.” You giggled and Jim nodded in agreement with a wide smile. “Then there was the day Jim met Sherlock.” The crowd leaned forward subconsciously in anticipation to learn about how the two grooms met.

“I was with them that day. I knew Sherlock through the rest of my friends here,” you motioned to everyone sitting alongside you “I remember seeing the two of them shake hands with a sparkle in their eyes. I had never seen it before but I had felt it myself…” you trailed off and looked to Greg who looked up to you with a smile forming on his lips “So I knew what Sherlock and Jim had, or would eventually have, was true love.” You glanced down to Greg again who smiled widely at you.

“Then there was the day I found out they kissed when we went on a road tip together seven years ago. I remember I hurt my ankle and when Jim told me that he and Sherlock kissed I was so happy I accidentally kicked the wall and made it worse!” Your friends laughed the loudest at that memory. Greg could remember you screaming simultaneously with delight and pain while he was driving.

You turned to Jim and Sherlock “I love you both so much and I wish you nothing but happiness. Sherlock if you annoy Jim you know we’ll put fake tan in your body wash again and blonde hair dye in your shampoo again-” the guests, aside from your friends, sent a confused looked to one another “And Jim if you annoy Sherlock we’ll ban you from watching antiques roadshow.” Everyone laughed, including Jim. You raised your glass and toasted to the two of them “To Jim and Sherlock!”

The crowd raised their glasses and echoed your words. Jim stood up and embraced you in a tight hug as tears streamed down his cheeks “That was bloody beautiful!” He whispered in your ear and kissed your cheek.

After the speech Sherlock and Jim shared their first dance together. You watched them with a large smile that grew even wider when you felt a hand slip into yours “That was a lovely speech…” Greg’s voice lingered around your ear.

“Thank you,” you turned your head to face him and pecked his lips “I love you, Greg.”

“I love you too, Y/N.” The crowd cheered as they finished dancing and you looked up seeing guests flooding the dance floor “Dance with me?” Greg asked and you pulled him up from his seat.

He positioned you both on the dance floor and placed his hands on his hips while yours locked together behind his neck, you both gently swayed in time with the beat. You placed your head on his shoulder and let out a content sigh with a smile on your face. That was until you felt a tap on your arm “Can I steal her?” Jim asked with a smile. Greg nodded with a smile and handed you over. He had somewhere to be anyway.

“I’ve made a request…” Jim trailed off with a knowing smirk and your face was riddled with confusion before realisation set in.

“Our song,” you smiled “We’re going to tear up this dance floor.” Jim nodded in agreement and the whole floor cleared for the two of you and you danced and sang away with huge smiles on your faces.

It reminded you of being in your room late at night with him and doing the exact same thing until your parents barged in the room and told you to both keep the noise down. And the time you danced with him in the pub on the road trip.

“Another dance!” Jim pleaded as the song finished. You glanced around to try and find Greg but with no luck “Alright Jim,” you held your hand out with a smile and he gladly took it, “One more dance.”

One more dance turned into another and then another, it lasted hours and Jim wouldn’t let you go “Jim go and dance with your husband!” You slipped out his grasp “One more song!” He ran after you and grasped onto your hand “Please! Please! Please!”

“You’ve had your turn! It’s ours now!” You turned and saw Molly and Mary standing there. Mary stole you away from Jim, you looked around for Greg but still couldn’t see him.

“Have you two seen Greg?” You asked while dancing alongside them.

“I saw him by the gents with John not that long ago!” Molly shouted above the music. You nodded with a small smile and still kept an eye out for him.

After sharing a dance with Molly and Mary you gulped down a glass of wine before trying to find Greg. You kept glancing down to your watch, it had been hours since you last saw Greg. You searched for him around the venue but with no luck, you saw John out the corner of your eye and asked him but John said he hadn’t seen Greg for a little while.

You let out a disappointed lungful of air. “Where are you?” You spoke to yourself while your eyes darted back and fourth.

“Y/N?” You turned on your heel let out a sigh of relief “There you are! Where have you been? It’s almost,” you checked your watch “Midnight.” “I know and I’m sorry but come with me,” Greg held out his hand and you hesitantly took it. “Where are we going?” You asked as he dragged you outside. Greg stopped and positioned you on the front steps of the reception venue “Wait here!” He quickly kissed you before dashing off. You impatiently clicked your heels off the concrete steps before a tap on your shoulder made you jump “God!” You turned around clutching your chest “Greg?! But you just-” you turned and pointed off into the distance before turning back around to face him “And I was just-” your brow crinkled with confusion “How did you get there? What’s happening?” Greg had his hands behind his back and he brought them forward clutching a thick book. He handed it over to you and your fingertips brushed against the words “A new poetry book?” You whispered with a widening smile. You looked up to Greg “Thank you,” you leaned forward to kiss him but he stopped you. “Open it!” He nervously smiled and you did as he asked. Your smile fell slightly when you noticed a compartment at the back, you tapped it with your finger and it sounded hollow. “I’m guessing I have to…”

“…open it?” Greg finished your sentence “Yup.” You pulled open the compartment and found a set of keys “What are these for?” You pulled them out completely and dangled them in front of your face. “Well I’ve got a set too,” Greg took out a set almost identical to yours “I don’t want to be driving the entire time!” You raised a brow with a quirked lip. A horn went off and you turned around, your free hand flew up to your mouth in shock seeing a retro camper van pull up with all your friends in it. “Greg!” You almost burst with delight “What are you-” you cut yourself off as you turned and saw him down on one knee, holding his hands up, showing you a ring attached to the set of keys. He looked up to you with a toothy grin “What do you say Y/N?” He breathed out “Are you up for another adventure?” You fell to your knees and placed the book down beside you “Yes…” you whispered as a smile grew on your face “Yes!” You spoke louder with a gleeful giggle. Greg took the ring off the keys and slipped it onto your finger. You could hear everyone cheering in the background. Greg pressed a kiss to your lips before everyone flooded you with congratulations. Greg started up the van and you found yourself being hugged by Jim “I’m so happy for you,” he whispered before pulling back to look at you with a proud smile “Have a great time and I’ll see you when you get back to start planning!” “Thanks Jim,” you kissed his cheek “I love you.” “I love you too, now go! Have a great trip!” He pushed you off and you joined Greg in the van. You both waved at everyone before they faded away into the horizon. “So…” Greg trailed off and slipped a hand into yours “Why don’t you read some poems to pass the time?” “Of course,” you smiled and opened the book he wrote you. It had the photo he took of you both at Edinburgh castle in it as a bookmark. So it did come in handy... “Chapter One, The Midnight Lovers…” THE END ——————— Tags: (Let me know if you’d like to be tagged/Untagged) I just want to say thank you all again! I have loved this story and so sad that’s it’s came to an end! 😭 But that doesn’t mean I don’t have anything lined up…😏😉

[arimayusa]

thoughts on the tokyo ghoul movie

so I saw it yesterday and woAH the movie was amazing, but I ended up knocking out before I finished typing up all my thoughts, but now that i'm done with all my work for today, it’s time to post my opinions about the live action tg movie!! :D

(this is really long and includes a bunch of spoilers about the movie so it will be under the cut)

Masataka Kubota is an awkward adorable dork, case closed & Hide was really well casted too! 

his cheerfulness and loud attitude really emphasized how opposite and introverted Kaneki is in comparison

I was happy to see that Kaneki’s desk was littered with books (like a crap ton of books), basically mplying he was a literature major without actually stating so + showing his love for books

SEN TAKATSUKI!!!! (sadly she wasn’t there but at least her name was mentioned)

omg Kaneki had such a stupid grin after looking at his calendar marked with "date with Rize"

only noticed it cause I saw it at the TG cafe, but Kaneki had a picture of him and Hide in elementary school taped on the top of his desk

the whole date with Rize was super awkward (especially the pasta part lol) but I think it created a strange (in a good way) tone leading up to the surprise of Rize’s reveal

omg the actress who played Rize was so good too :0 like the the shift in the pitch of her voice from shy and cute to the deeper, sensual one like in the anime when she revealed that she was a ghoul was so gooood

pretty sure the two people I went with were weirded out by how much I was giggling as Kaneki got flung around like a ragdoll by Rize

I thought the funeral scene was a nice touch, showing how Kaneki's been alone for so long (except for Hide of course)

Hide's drawing of a ghoul from the manga was still included even though it didn’t happen in Anteiku in the beginning (instead it was by on Kaneki's Campus notebook which was also on display at the TG cafe)

when Kaneki hallucinates Rize in his room, her shadow was a centipede on the ceiling!!! 

that was a neat reference thrown in for the fans since we don't make it to Aogiri arc in the movie

that was one of the many things that only manga readers would've understood (which made the movie even more fun for me since that means if was made with that intention and care)

askdflkef when Touka threw cake at Kaneki after getting pissed off I was just like "lmao he's gonna get you a cake for your wedding later you know"

once again, of course Nishiki was perfect casting

I laughed a little too hard when Kimi was embarrassed & Nishiki kept staring at her chest with a blank stare while Hide and Kaneki just kinda stood at the door to his room

the Kaneki licking Hide's face scene™ was so funny (there’s all the Hidekane we gonna get y’all)

one thing that was real cute (cause it happened several times throughout the movie) was Touka telling Kaneki that he was an idiot and to stop crying and after the 1st time (when he learned he could drink coffee), Touka started saying it in a teasing tone rather than an angry one

the scene where Mado and Amon were introduced was actually pretty intimidating, it was right after they killed Hinami’s dad and Mado had Amon smash the ghouls hands with a rock that got bloodier as he continued (luckily the hand was off screen) in order to open

Amon's actor whoo boy (even my mom thought he was hot lmao)

oh my the scene where Mado held up the donut and asked "can you fall in love with this,” Amon was just staring at the donut (but we all know he was nodding inside guys)

(ok now this is me writing the day after aka today and I'm already forgetting the order of certain scenes so this may be slightly out of order rip)

Yoriko was so cute!!!! her actress was really pretty I wish we saw more of her... 

I thought the food scene was kinda awkward though since it's wasn't at their school, but it was funny when Kaneki asked to have some too and Touka wouldn't let him have any

I was trying to look for Touka's bunny charm but I didn't notice it!! I did see something on Yoriko's bag though???

the “shuu” kanji scene was done a little differently but I liked it more

lol Hinami first asked Touka how to read the kanji but she didn’t know (because Touka-chan is bad at Japanese) so Kaneki explained

then Touka was just like "haha yeah that's it" pretending that she had just forgotten and Hinami straight savage calls her out, saying that Touka didn't know in the first place

Kaneki and Hinami both giggled at Touka and ahhh it was so cute, they felt like a family

the process in which Amon, Mado, and Kusaba determined who Ryouko and Hinami were made A LOT more sense in the movie than the animeit showed almost the entire process of them finding evidence starting from simply a string of fabric left behind on Hinami’s father’s clothes

*winks aggressively at Ishida and the director for the graffiti of a scythe and XIII in the background*

Hajime made his cameo the same way he did in the manga (and BOY DID I WANNA SLAP HIM RIGHT THERE that kid has a shady look on his face already I stg)

oh yeah the kagune! I thought they looked pretty decent actually

I liked how the scales shimmered and stuff, but of course some scenes kinda looked too CGI-y (especially the fight with Nishiki)

#blessed that they included the "I would be sad if you died Touka-chan scene"

the training montage with Kaneki and Touka / Amon was so cooooool (ok stfu Alyssa you just loved it cause you got to see strong Touka & shirtless Amon)

omg Kaneki apologizing after landing a hit on Touka for the first time was adorable ok

Touka's overalls when they went to HySy were really cute. I want to draw it when the movie comes out online later

idk why but I kept laughing at the little wrist watch radios that Amon and Mado had on their arms to contact each other???? it was just really weird and funny to see for some odd reason

ohh ok probably one of my favorite scenes was when Kaneki just started fucking speeding towards Amon's car which caused him to jam the brakes (bc some random hooded dude is just sprinting towards you in the middle of the street what else would you do)

then Kaneki just freakin jumps on it all slow mo and flips it over because he's dramatic like that

idk if this was in the manga but Doujima rotated and grinded Kaneki's kagune during the fight (which made more sense then a lollipop that Amon just swings around)???

besides some of the awkward shots in the movie, my only other criticism was that some of the fight scenes were drawn out way too long

Amon and Kaneki's was ok for the most part, but Touka and Mado's fight felt REALLY drawn out. they kept just standing and talking a lot

I tried it on when I was at the cafe but seeing Kaneki wearing the mask during his fight was way cooler and the shot of him unzipping it was noice 

when Kaneki started losing his sanity during the fight with Amon, Kubota had this really psychotic laugh that made me giggle a lot ahhh

yo guys there was a bloody tear from Kaneki's ghoul eye that dripped onto Amon's right eye (his future ghoul eye)... like much wow such foreshadowing director/ishida

near the end, Amon brings flowers to Mado’s grave, but sadly Akira doesn’t show up cryy

all in all I thought it was a very enjoyable, pretty accurate adaptation (definitely one of the best anime live actions & *cough* better than the anime)

I went with two people who knew very little about TG, except for it’s premise, and they thought the movie was really good themselves (although a little too much blood in one of their opinions). Throughout the movie there was a bunch of hidden stuff for fans & probably a bunch more symbolism that I missed so I can't wait to rewatch it in the future (I wish I could go see it again this week tbh) and find even more stuff!!

oh one more thing! the credits were really pretty with BANKA playing in the background and there was some cool art during the scroll

I got pictures of three of them: the Owl/Dog/Ape, Touka's kagune, and Hinami's kagune!

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final (nsfw!) part of this little modern manorian au

(also now on ao3)

Dorian scanned the room for Manon but he didn’t see her. The reception hall was a mass of people trying to find their seats, drop off gifts, ohh and ahh over the cake. Chaol clapped him on the back and pushed him towards their table.

He and Manon had spent the entire ceremony staring at each other like lovesick teenagers. He hoped she wasn’t catching hell for missing her cues to hold Asterin’s bouquet and arrange her dress. It wasn’t a big deal, and neither the bride nor groom seemed to care. But Asterin’s mom was a hardass, running this wedding like a movie production.

Finally. He caught sight of her heading quickly to the long bridal party table. Apparently she’d been busy after the photos had been taken. She still had the ugly dress on of course, but she’d removed the makeup and rearranged her hair into a simple braid. Although he liked this look better, he couldn’t hold in a laugh as he thought, She’s pushing the envelope. Monster of the bride is gonna be pissed.

He sat next to Chaol at the very end of the table, about as far from her as he could get. But she looked for him before sitting, flashing him an incredible smile when their eyes met.

He was done. There was no moving on from this.

All through the tedious dinner he sat quietly, thinking about what might come next. Assuming she even wanted a next. This is absurd, he thought. I’ve known her for two days.

Chaol nudged him and said, “So when are you moving here?”

Dorian’s brows creased in confusion. “What?”

“Don’t play dumb. I know exactly what you’re thinking. ‘How long do we have to wait before we move in together so people don’t think it’s weird.’ No less than a month. That might even be too soon.”

“Jesus Chaol! We haven’t even kissed.”

Chaol laughed and used his bro voice. “You better get on that dude!”

“I’m serious,” Dorian said. “We’ve known each other for a couple of days. You’re jumping the gun.”

“I don’t think I am,” he replied. “I know you. And I’ve never seen you like this. I’m betting Asterin has never seen Manon like this either.” He held up a hand to shut Dorian up before he could interrupt. “I’m not saying you need to run off tonight and elope. But don’t let stupid shit like where you live, or what your parents might think get in the way of this.”

Dorian hadn’t even thought about how his parents would react to her. A struggling artist. Living in Portland. Surrounded by a loud, chaotic family. He looked down the table to find Manon watching him. She gave him a you ok? look. He nodded, pointed to her, then himself, and mimed them dancing. She laughed and got pulled away by a cousin.

He realized that not considering his parents’ opinions was a pretty good sign that he didn’t give a shit what they thought.

“I’ll hold off on the ‘I told you so’ until you two get married,” Chaol said.

Dorian shook his head. But he couldn’t help thinking that would be the first time he’d love hearing those words.

“Oh shit Connall, I’m sorry!” She flung her heels off towards their table.

He laughed as she stepped on his feet again. “You’re distracted Manon. It’s ok. I would be too if Dorian was looking at me like that.”

Just like during the ceremony, their gazes were locked on each other. But as they were now being forced to dance with their bridal party partner, it made for some painful missteps.

Manon didn’t know where her aunt had found whatever hardcore wedding guide she was working from, but she hoped it was out of print. Moira had gone ballistic when she saw Manon with a clean face and unsprayed hair. She was probably pissed that the maid of honor was now barefoot.

She didn’t care though. The photos were done. If she ever became a well known artist, she’d regret having that crap on the internet. But she wasn’t going to worry about it now.

“This… song… is… allllmooost… There. It’s done. You’re free to go,” Connall said, flicking her long braid.

She smiled, stood on her tiptoes, and kissed his cheek. “You’re free too. Go find Sam.”

The instant he walked away, Dorian was there to sweep her into his arms.

“I haven’t had a chance to tell you how nice you look today Mercedes,” she teased.

As he led her around the edge of the dance floor, he feigned offense. “Nice? That’s all you’ve got? I’ll have you know Trooper, I’m wearing the hell out of this rented tux.”

Once their laughter died down, they both seemed to realize at the same time that they’d never been this close before. Heat sprang up between them, and Manon smiled. Before she could say anything, she stepped on his foot.

“Apparently, I can no longer dance,” she said.

“Here.” Dorian stopped, then pulled her close, guiding her bare feet onto his shoes. “Is this better?”

Manon wasn’t sure if she could breathe as they were now inches apart. She managed though, and his scent filled her. It reminded her of the mountains where she loved to hike. Fresh, chilled air. Verdant, green trees.

“Much better,” she whispered.

They danced like that for hours. His hand sliding up and down her back, hers moving from his chest to his arm and back again. Talking, laughing, ignoring whatever music was playing to make slow circles in their corner of the floor. They hadn’t even noticed the ring of kids who formed around them for the chicken dance until it was almost over.

As the room began to empty, Manon was finally pulled away to help gather some of Asterin’s things. She gestured for him to wait for her, though she didn’t think he was going anywhere.

Once everything was settled and Asterin and Fenrys had left for their apartment, Manon found her shoes and made her way to where Dorian was waiting. She’d never been one for the high class preppy look. But seeing him in his disheveled tux, jacket thrown over his shoulder, messy dark hair… And the way he was looking at her.

I am done, she thought. No. Decided. She’d decided.

Without a word, she took his hand and led him out to the parking lot. Her car was closer so they ended up there.

"So what do you have going on tomorrow,” Dorian asked? His face and voice had an edge of nerves, like he was worried that with the end of the reception would come a final goodbye.

Manon played with his loose bow tie. “After waking up next to you, I didn’t have anything planned.”

His mouth parted and she watched his brilliant blue eyes darken. Watched him close the space between them.

His thumb grazed her lower lip as he said, “So I could keep you in bed all day.”

She grasped his shirt and pulled until his mouth was almost touching hers. “Actually I don’t have any plans until Thurs-”

Before she could finish the word he was kissing her. Soft and easy, a flick of his tongue, a brush of her teeth. When their lips parted and she tasted him, her only thought was Finally.

Their hands ran over each other’s body, through each other’s hair. Slowly at first but becoming harder and more urgent as the kiss went on and on.

Minutes or hours later, Dorian pulled away and rested his forehead on hers. Breathlessly he said, “I’ve wanted to do that since I first saw you.”

“Why are you stopping then?”

His laugh was low and his voice rough as he said, “Because I’m not going to fuck you in a car.” Dipping his head, he not-so-gently bit her earlobe. “At least not yet.”

“Fuck,” Manon exhaled. She was about to argue with him when she heard car doors closing nearby. He was right. This wasn’t the place.

She dragged herself away from him and nodded towards her car. “Get in.”

Thank god Manon lived nearby. Even the ten minute drive felt like forever. She parked in front of a large warehouse and he followed her in, assuming she had a loft space and studio inside. He was right, and became momentarily distracted by her work.

“This is amazing,” he mumbled, only able to make out some of the shapes from the street lights filtering in from outside. Clay sculptures of stylized animals were scattered around the room. Some with flowers for fur or trees growing from them, others chimerical mixtures of different animals. All waiting to be cast and forged into metal.

Grabbing his hand and pulling him through the large, open room, Manon said, “You can see it tomorrow.” Then quickly added, “Or, the next day.”

Dorian let her lead the way.

The instant they were in her living space, she turned and had him pushed up against a wall. As badly as he wanted her, he held her away. He wanted them to take their time.

But she pushed through his hold to take his bottom lip between her teeth. Dorian groaned and his head fell into the wall. When she was done nibbling, she whispered, “We have time. All the time we want.”

Manon stepped away and walked him to her bedroom.

As she moved to tear the dress off, not so much in urgency as in hate for the damn thing, Dorian rushed to stop her.

“Wait! You can’t ruin such a wonderful reminder of this weekend,” he said with a grin. “We should get it preserved somehow.”

She narrowed her eyes at him but her expression changed when he walked around to stand behind her.

Moving her braid aside, he bent and ran kisses down her neck. She shivered, and he continued slowly down her spine while he unzipped the dress. It still clung to her shoulders as he kissed his way back up. His hands followed his lips then slid around under the fabric to cup her breasts. Manon moaned and arched into him, grinding her ass against him.

“God Manon,” he breathed. They’d barely started and he was already losing control.

As if sensing it, she turned and stepped back. She shrugged one shoulder, then the other, and just like that, the dress was pooled at her feet. Dorian’s eyes roamed all over her, lingering on how her full breasts spilled out from her bra. How her panties were slung low on her hips.

He mumbled something about the dress looking better on the floor. A dumb line, but it was true. And who the hell knew if he’d said it out loud or not.

Her smile was wicked as she moved towards him and said, “My turn.”

He just stood there watching her eyes, her hands, her lips as she pulled the bow tie free and began to unbutton his shirt. She kept her golden eyes on his until she was able to slide his shirt off. Then she took some time to admire him, running her hands over his chest, pausing at each nipple, making him gasp.

“You looked so fucking hot tonight,” she said. “You still do.”

Manon’s fingers reached his zipper. She crouched down slowly as she undid it and pulled his pants down. The whole time, her eyes never left his. Even when she rose, going slower, making sure to rub herself against all of him on her way back up.

He kicked the pants off, and that seemed to be the turning point for both of them. They collided in a kiss, Manon losing her hands in his hair, Dorian lifting her up by her ass. She wrapped her legs tightly around his waist, already moving her hips. He spun, hoping he was headed for the bed.

Finding it with his shin, he swore but managed to keep them upright. For about five seconds. Then, he was on his back and she was writhing on top of him. 

Underwear somehow removed and tossed aside, they rolled around, kissing, rubbing, licking, biting… until they were both driven mad.

Dorian broke first, groaning out a plea. “Fuck. I want to be inside you Manon. Please…”

“Such good manners,” she rasped into his ear. Her tongue followed her words, leaving him shuddering from the touch. The distraction let her roll them over so she was on top of him again and could reach over to the bedside table for a condom.

She straddled his legs and he sat up to kiss her as they worked to get it on. When they were ready, she smiled against his mouth and then raised herself up. Breaking the kiss, he held her face close, watching her as she slid onto him.

Dorian’s eyelids fluttered and he gasped in air as he filled her. But she kept her eyes on his and didn’t breathe, letting all the sensations wash over her.

She began to roll her hips atop him. “You feel so good,” Manon moaned.

He laid back down, hugging her close as she continued to move. “I can’t get enough of you,” he said.

“That’s good,” she breathed, lifting her head to catch his eyes. “Because I don’t ever want you to.”

His hands gripped her hips and he took over, thrusting into her, eliciting moans, cries of his name, cries of hers. Until too soon, Manon was reaching the edge. She wanted to stay suspended in that moment. But she needed this release. Craved it from him.

Rising part of the way up, she pulsed up and down, faster, until he was deep inside, then almost out, rubbing her just the right way, over and over and

“Oh god Dorian,” she cried. “Oh fuck yes…”

Heat flooded through her as she contracted around him. He kept thrusting, pressing his fingers against her clit as she moved, prolonging her orgasm into something more intense than she’d ever experienced.

He followed before she could gather her breath, squeezing her ass into him as he came, repeating her name until he too ran out of air.

Manon collapsed on top of him and he held her close. They stayed that way for a long time. Exchanging quiet words of love - without saying the L word. And soft kisses and caresses - which conveyed the L word anyway. 

The next morning, she woke to Dorian brushing her hair off her cheek. “Good morning Trooper.”

She smiled brightly, a rare event considering she hated mornings. “Car nicknames huh?”

"Yup. That’s how we met right?” He kissed the tip of her nose. “I’m not giving you a nickname associated with that dress.”

She watched him for several moments. “I’m totally falling in love with you,” she said in quiet amazement.

Manon’s eyes grew wide at the word that had just come out of her mouth. Worried she would scare him off, she tried to think of something, anything else to say. But before she could, Dorian was kissing her. When he pulled back, he said, “I’ve already fallen.” Then with a cheeky look he asked, “Any chance you might want a roommate? In a month or so?”

Manon’s laugh rang through the loft only to be cut off by another kiss.

They knew it was fast, knew what others might say, but they also just… knew.

Several months later…

Nesryn ignored her phone. They were in the middle of a Harry Potter marathon and she was not going to be interrupted. Even if it was paused for Chaol to get more food.

But then his phone buzzed. And then both phones went crazy.

“What the hell,” she muttered, giving in to see what was going on.

Her messages were flooded with numbers she didn’t know. Based on the few names that showed up, she figured it was something to do with Dorian and Manon’s Antarctic trip celebrating her installation at Olympic Sculpture Park and his first book deal. When she got to the original message and opened it, she had to enlarge the photo to understand what she was seeing.

“Chaol! Get in here! You’re not gonna believe this.”

Chaol was already on his way back in, arms loaded with bags of chips and popcorn, a jar of salsa, and a few beers. “What? Did you start it without me?!”

Nesryn was laughing, all smiles. “No. Look at this!” She held up her phone. “Wait, put that stuff down first.” When he did, she handed it to him.

It took a few moments for the the image to sink in - Dorian and Manon, in a tux and dress, standing near a group of penguins, holding champagne.

Chaol threw his hands in the air and yelled. “Yes!! I told him so! And they eloped! I don’t have to be in another wedding!”