#making little toasts and speeches about how they got together

[caraetdeul]

Checkmate, I Couldn't Lose

Jeon Wonwoo x fem!reader

You have a secret to tell and what's a better way to confess than through a toast during your wedding's reception?

TW: none other than Wonwoo's killer looks cuz that's a warning on itself.

A/n: this was supposed to be posted weeks ago but I never got to finishing it. And now that I have to cram on so many projects, my brain has decided that its time for the creative juices to push through my writer's block. This was also a sort of reprieve from the amount of angst that I wrote in Tolerate It so hopefully I did good. Anyways, enjoy reading caratdeul!

~Main Masterlist~

The cheers of your loved ones as they dance on the floor. The clinking of champagne glasses together as they congratulate you on a new life. The cold breeze on your white gown as you sway to a waltz rhythm with your husband close to your chest. Your arms around his shoulders and his hands settled on your hips.

It was the night of your lives and it was perfect.

You were well into the reception of your wedding. And honestly, you were having too much fun that you were sure you wouldn’t have a detailed recollection of everything that happened so far. It was a blur of happy faces and celebrations. But if there was one thing you will remember the most, it was the feeling of walking down the aisle, bouquet in hand, slowly inching towards the wonderful life that you will have with Wonwoo as your husband.

Now here you were, in each other’s arms as you swayed to the wedding playlist you both had a hand in creating (he knows that it was 1% his songs and the other 99% was yours but he also knows that you’ve been dreaming of a perfect wedding since you were a kid and he won’t be a hindrance to that). You can see the reflection of your wedding bands on the corner of your eye and you swear that you’ve never seen something shine as brightly as the ones you always see in your lover’s eyes up until now.

You would’ve danced the night away but alas, the event’s host has other plans. The music slowly faded to make way for the host to announce that it was time for some toasts.

Wonwoo huffed, “Do we really have to?”

“Oh honey,” you giggled, kissing the pout on his lips which made him smile, “We both know we won’t be leaving this place without hearing your drunk aunt’s speech about how you were so little when she first met you and how cute you looked in your little dia—”

“Okay, you can stop now,” he blushed, hiding his face in the crook of your neck, “Please tell me she actually won’t say any of that tonight.”

You just shrugged teasingly, earning another groan from him. Hand in hand, you led him back to your seats, laughing as he begged you for any reassurance that he wouldn’t be embarrassed any time soon. You then promptly shushed him when he tried bribing you with something about your honeymoon that you would rather not say in public.

That little shit, you thought as you narrowed your eyes at his smirk. You stopped yourself from slapping the smug look off of his face when he saw your face warming up, fully knowing where your mind had gone the moment he said it.

You were cut off from your thoughts when your sister went up on the stage, officially starting the toasts. You both settled in your chair with Wonwoo’s arm around your shoulder. Inhaling deeply, the two of you start to brace yourselves from the onslaught of inside jokes and nostalgic memories from your closest family and friends.

As each loved one went through their speech, you slowly started to feel your hands clam up with nerves. You didn’t even notice your leg bouncing until you felt Wonwoo’s hand on top of it. You glanced at him only to be met with his brows furrowed in concern. You shook your head with a smile, silently reassuring him that you were fine. He nodded in response before turning back to his father who was currently giving his own toast.

Ending with a lovely note to the wedded couple, your father-in-law gave the mic back to the host before going down the stage. You took multiple deep breaths to calm your nerves as you reached for the glass of water in front of you. Wonwoo watched in concern as you gulped down every last drop before putting the glass down.

“Hey,” he whispered, “Are you sure you’re okay?”

You nodded, “Yep. Just stage fright getting on my nerves.”

He raised an eyebrow, tilting his head in confusion, “What do you mean stage fright?”

You were about to answer him when you heard the host finally call you up on stage. You could feel Wonwoo’s eyes following you as you stood up and got on the stage. You thanked the host as they gave you the mic before finally facing everyone.

“Hi,” you started nervously, chuckling when everyone actually responded hello back to you. 

“First of all, I want to thank each and every one of you for giving us your precious time to come here and celebrate with us on this very special day. This ceremony wouldn’t have been as happy as it is right now if any one of you were not here tonight.” you smiled, doing your best to make eye contact with as many people as possible.

“To all of those people who know me best, it’s probably a huge shock for them to see me standing here on stage and actually talking in front of a huge crowd,” you laughed, “To be fair though, I’m trying my best not to actually jump off the stage and run out of here. One of the two reasons that’s stopping me from doing that right now is the fact that I can’t really run in these heels and I would rather die than actually let you all see me trip and fall.” 

A chorus of laughter echoed throughout the hall. As the laughter dies down, so do your nerves a little bit. You thanked the heavens above for still having humor as your coping mechanism before continuing with your speech.

“As for the other reason, well…” you said, your voice gradually softening. You faced Wonwoo properly as you announced, “It’s because I have a confession to make.”

You licked your lips nervously. You watched as Wonwoo glanced at your parents, puzzled over what was happening but he was only met with the same uncertainty from them. He looked back at you with worry written all over his face. You have to stop yourself from swooning over the fact that you knew he was more worried about your well-being than whatever you were about to say.

“Love, I haven’t really been honest with you,” you sighed, “In fact, I haven’t been truly honest with you ever since we first met.”

~~~~~

You were late.

Well technically, you weren’t but you only had about 10 minutes before the movie starts and you’re still 2 blocks away from the theatre. Now, you were running for your life just so you could arrive on time and frankly, you didn’t really want to die in the hands of your best friend if she ever caught you late again.

You were nearing the entrance to the theatre when you saw your best friend Lila standing with 2 guys in front, the three of them seemingly distracted with whatever they were talking about. Once you were close enough, Lila finally looked up from their conversation. Her face lit up upon recognizing you, greeting you with her iconic bear hug. You were about to return the hug when she suddenly smacked you on the arm.

“Ow! What the hell?” you exclaimed, rubbing your arm.

“You’re late,” Lila grumbled, crossing her arms.

“I know, I’m sorry,” you whined, “I accidentally fell asleep watching Netflix and by the time I woke up, I knew that I would have to run to actually get here on time.”

“Fine, but you’re paying for the popcorn,” she huffed.

You groaned, “Okay, fair enough.”

Taking out your wallet, you were suddenly reminded of the fact that you two weren’t alone when one of them cleared their throat, successfully catching both of your attention. You looked up from your bag to the taller guy among the two.

“Well, Lila?” he asked, “Aren’t you going to introduce us to your lovely friend over here?”

“Oh right,” Lila chuckled. She then introduced you to the two and vice versa. The guy that just spoke was Mingyu and the other one—

Oh my fucking god.

The other one was breathtaking.

Is it possible that you were just so out of it from running that you were hallucinating an angel? You’re probably just hallucinating things but you were sure that actual flowers and hearts were floating around him like some cliche rom-com anime scene. Maybe the lack of oxygen was finally getting to your brain. That’s definitely more plausible than whatever is actually standing right in front of you. Because goddamnit, that face is too immaculate to be a real human being.

Now, that’s just fucking unfair to the minority.

“What’s unfair to the minority?”

“What?”

“What?”

And that’s when you actually notice that Mr. Born To Kill Me With His Face—you think his name was Wonwoo as far as you can remember before you got too caught up with your thoughts—was already looking at you with a smirk. Your face warmed up with embarrassment when you realized that he caught you staring at him, amusement written all over his face. Thankfully you were saved by the bell when Lila tugged you towards the theatre complaining about the movie already starting without you and you still haven’t bought any popcorn yet, effectively stopping you from making more of a fool out of yourself.

Dazed, you let her pull you towards the snack bar but not before you glanced back at Wonwoo, walking behind you alongside Mingyu. Catching his eye, you immediately turn back to face the counter. If you didn’t know any better, you’d say you were the one who caught him staring at you just now and not the other way around. You smiled to yourself at the thought.

Once you got the food and drinks, you then made your way inside. Getting to your seats, you sat between Lila and Wonwoo. A mere coincidence to everyone but you. And as you gaze at him from the corner of your eye, his face being illuminated by the rainbow of colors from the screen, you have decided right then and there that you are getting this man one way or another and no one can stop you.

So if you accidentally brush hands with him as you reach for the popcorn you share, if you mistakenly take his drink instead of yours which was on your other side, if you subconsciously lean towards him as you laugh at a joke made by the actors in the movie, there’s nothing to say except it’s all just a mere coincidence.

~~~~~

“And that’s just the beginning of a long and tedious process of stealing your heart,” you grinned.

You started sharing memories of you two where you deliberately changed the course of your relationship. Throughout your speech, you tried your best to avoid looking directly at Wonwoo. The fear of seeing any trace of disappointment and disgust on his face from your actions kept you from making eye contact with him. But that didn’t stop you from confessing to every move you ever made. In fact, it only urged you to be honest more knowing that this is the only time you’ll have the guts to say all of these things. To be fair though, you probably should’ve said this in a more private manner but you can’t really do anything about it now that you’re almost done with sharing your stories.

Laughing as you shared a fond memory of you tricking your husband—then, boyfriend—into letting him think that his idea of your living room arrangement was all from him and not at all a perfectly timed series of suggestions from you, you raised your glass as you finish your toast, “Some of you may call me a genius and others may just think of me as some long con artist. But in all honesty, none of these would’ve ever happened if there wasn’t a single drop of love in between the both of us,. And with that, I want to toast to our married life. May this be a life that will serve as the epitome of our love for each other.”

A round of cheers and applause echoed across the hall as you stepped down from the stage and walked towards your seat beside Wonwoo. Biting your lip, you gazed at him, trying to gauge his reaction to your speech/confession. You didn’t know what to expect to hear from him after all of that but a wide smirk on his face as he whispered his own confession to you was definitely not one of them.

“I knew.”

“What? How?”

“You may be a mastermind but you definitely aren’t subtle enough.”

Wonwoo’s smirk widened even more as he witnessed your cheeks heating up from embarrassment, amused at the way you tried defending yourself. He chuckled before kissing you on the lips, effectively shutting you up.

Once he felt you relax under him, he pulled back a bit from you, far enough for him to watch as you tried to chase after his lips but not too far for you to not hear what he had to say next.

“I love you, my little machiavellian.”

You grinned widely, pecking his lips once more before replying, “I love you too.”

Taglist: @moonwonuu @belladaises @porridgesblog @sasaapportela @allys-reads @clownprincehoeshi @yoonzzziino @gyuguys

[mythserene]

Mark Lewisohn: Drug Buddy (Part Deux) - Mark explains heroin

The longer clip—which is very long and so does have some cuts of his many digressions—is so stupid in so many ways that I cannot address them now because I have to finish my real work. But I am still going to post it below the short clip. The main point is Lewisohn's certainty that John and Yoko were never addicted to heroin. And in his analysis, besides being very impressed with John's experimental ways—which I very much relate to—he opines that John possibly didn't know what withdrawal really was like when he wrote Cold Turkey and also says that John and Yoko once got off heroin by having a driver drive them across America in the back of a car and at the end “they were over it. Which must've been a trip. And a half.”

Like, literally read one single thing on heroin withdrawal, fan boi. A universal side-effect of opiate withdrawal is the alimentary canal waking up and beginning to work again, and it's messy. Always. You don't want to be in the back of a car with no bathroom or clean underwear. It's also incredibly uncomfortable, even including on the eyes, and so I hope they had some curtains on those car windows. The adjustment from the opiate-induced pinhole pupils back to full, shocked, reactivity can feel like getting your pupils dilated at the optometrist. Either way, withdrawal is the opposite of sexy and Lewisohn's breathy awe makes me want to vomit.

In this little clip he talks about the Two Junkies interview and how he has figured the Get Back heroin situation out by the chronology of Spanish Tony (Sanchez) being on set 13 January, then John throwing up in the Canadian Broadcasting Corp's interview on 14 January, and then, says Lewisohn, from John being okay after he throws up. From these clues Lewisohn has deduced that John and Yoko got some from Spanish Tony the day before, did it that night after work, had a hangover the next day, and then were fine. So he has made the jaw-droppingly idiotic (and even more confident) deduction that that's how it went and that there's no evidence that they ever did it again that month.

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LEWISOHN: I think it's very easy to assume that John was strung out on heroin the whole time [of the Get Back sessions]. It's very evident that he was not. He's far too creative and lucid to- to-- doesn't exhibit any signs whatsoever of being strung out. In fact, in Twickenham—I think it's the 14th of January, it's the last day at Twickenham—John begins the day with an interview set up the day before with Canadian Broadcasting Corporation, and John is kind of green in this interview. And he's- he's clearly unwell, and in fact he goes off to throw up. And we know that he's thrown up because he comes back and says, ‘I've just thrown up.’ There's no secrets with these guys. They told us everything. Um, and then he's a bit more together. His speech becomes a little bit unglued, and he just becomes a little bit more together. ... And if you look, the day before there's a picture of ... some guys around the Beatles, and one of them is Tony Sanchez. Now, he was- he was heroin supplier to the Stones. And he turns up on the 13th of January, and that night they do heroin, and the next morning John is green, and then he throws up. So there's a clear chronology there. That they've got it from Tony, and they've taken it, and he's not well. And- but there's no indication that he takes it again.

I threw together a few clips of John (and Yoko) from the Two Junkies interview. John before throwing up, John saying he's sick and the cut afterwards—that definitely does not show him saying that he's thrown up—and of him still being toasted afterwards. But if Mark Lewisohn had watched the video—actually watched it with a desire to understand it instead of projecting onto it—let alone had read anything or asked one single expert—he would be unable to talk such nonsense. Not that he's ever challenged on any of it.

Here's the longer clip where Lewisohn sprints into an embrace of full-on, mind-blowing, cringeworthily embarrassing ignorance. “And in fact I'm not sure how many times he took it...”

How does he have the confidence to say such idiotic things without ever even bothering to do a Google search? I would fear the exposure of looking like such a fool. But I know the answer. Because people listen to him and take his words on faith.

[lawsvalentine]

Here’s To Forever • Law x Fem!reader• (Fluff/slightly suggestive)

Cee’s Note: This is part two to this hc so if you haven’t read it, I would recommend for context. This part is the reception and next part will be the steamy honeymoon 😉

CW: mentions of sex, fluff, slight teasing

Tagging: @noawithlove @roronoaswifey @afrillisdark @csnovas @nympheclipse @uchihabbynic @pinkcrystal-rose

“Attention everyone! Attention!!”

The chatters amongst the heart pirates softened as they all turned their attention to the groomsmen Sacchi, Bepo and Penguin standing at the end of the dining table.

“We would like to say a few words and make a toast to our amazing captain and his lovely bride Y/N.”Sacchi gestured towards you and Law at the opposite side of the table.

The crew erupted in cheers at the mention of your names. You sheepishly grin at the sudden attention on you. You felt Law’s soft hand rub your thigh under the table, soothing your anxiousness.

Sacchi cleared his throat as the crew’s cheers started to die down before continuing.

“Well first, we would like to point out that we take full credit in those two getting together. Our captain, as fearless as he is, almost chickened out of asking Y/N out” some chuckles came from the crew followed by Law playfully flicking Saachi off.

“Well technically I was the one who came up with the-“ Bepo started but was cut off by both Penguin and Saachi shushing him which was followed by the polar bear’s signature “I’m sorry” catchphrase.

You giggled at your silly crew mates. It was true that they encouraged Law to make a move on you when they suspected how hard their captain was crushing on you. You were grateful for those three and their support for your relationship with Law and truly valued them as friends.

“But all jokes aside..” Penguin interjected, taking over the speech, “we deeply love you both and can see how happy you make each other. Captain, we have known you for so long, and I think everyone can see how much light you have in your eyes since you have been with Y/N”

You interlocked your fingers with your lover, gazing into his eyes. They weren’t wrong about his eyes. Law looked at you with so much warmth and love, it made you melt every single time regardless how many times you’ve seen them.

“So let’s hear it for the newly wed couple!”, Bepo shouts, raising his glass. Everyone follows behind him and start to cheer and clink glasses.

Law holds his glass towards yours, “here’s to forever”, before clinking his glass with yours.

You love this man so damn much.

.

Later in the reception, you two were sharing your first dance together as newly weds. You insisted your stubborn husband would give you at least one dance. Your head rested against his chest, as you both swayed.

“Are you enjoying yourself, Y/N-ya?” Law’s soft words grabbed your attention making you lift your head to be met with his handsome features.

“Hmmm let’s see…”, you say, pretending to contemplate to which Law chuckled and rolled his eyes playfully at you. “this wedding was beautiful, this reception has been amazing, and now I can finally call you my husband. So yes, I am enjoying myself very well”

“If you loved this, wait til you see what I’ve got planned for our honeymoon”, he smirked.

“Orrrr you can tell me now” you bat your eyelashes, hoping your puppy dog eyes and pout would work.

“Oh don’t pull that cute shit with me” Law’s smirk deepened at your exasperated expression.

“Can you at least give me a hint?”

“Fine, only because you’re so damn cute” Law winked. “It’s going to be somewhere nice and secluded. Just the two of us”

You rolled your eyes. “Could you be anymore vague”

“You said only a hint” Law teased.

Sometimes he can be such a little shit. But you loved his ass nonetheless.

“Any activities?”, You pried.

“Hmmm let’s see”, Law mimicked what you said earlier, causing you to pout and whine his name.

“There will be sex, sex, and more sex” Law chuckled, when you playfully shoved his arm.

If he wanted to play the teasing game, you could play it too.

“Why don’t we sneak off and you give me a preview of what to expect.”, You purred, causing Law’s breathe to hitch.

“Patience, Y/N-ya,” Law voice remained the same smooth and calm, but you knew your words slightly riled him up, “There will be plenty of that I promise. But I cannot lie, it is taking everything in me not to pounce you right now”

“Attack attack” you playfully plea, causing Law to chuckle at your eagerness.

All you knew is you couldn’t wait to get your fine husband alone and fuck the shit out of him.

You just couldn’t wait for your honeymoon.

.

Cee’s note: the last part will be the honeymoon smut. Stay tuned 😉

[an-aroaces-harem]

Ellis Twilight Chapter 4 Premium Story

DISCLAIMER: I just deepl and google translated my way through this because I wanted to know what’s going on, so there are definitely mistakes but I believe I managed the general gist of the story. Anyway, it’s just a fan-made translation solely for entertainment purposes. Ikemen Villains belongs to Cybird.

Another note: I know Ikemen Villains is set in victorian London, but I will use the japanese suffixes because I prefer them.

Ellis: How happy are you right now?

I answered the question posed to me in the twilight with a big smile on my face.

Kate: So much I could end my life right now!

Ellis: … I see.

Ellis: Then how about I finish it?

(Huh …?)

Suddenly, a chilling ripple spread through my dreamy heart, as if a drop of darkness had fallen.

(Finishing it …)

(My life? … Itʼs a joke, right?)

I couldnʼt tell by the tone of his voice whether he was joking or serious, so I focused my gaze on Ellis-kunʼs expression.

However, his face was hidden from view by the bright setting sun.

The strange feeling I had felt that night when we met came back to me.

There was a strange feeling in my chest, as if the man I was laughing with just moments ago was a different man now in front of me.

Kate: Ellis-kun …?

At that moment, the sun completely set behind the building, and the light suddenly disappeared.

Ellis: Hm?

Ellis-kun and I were swallowed up in the same shadow.

Then, I could finally see his expression.

Ellis: … Kate-san? Whatʼs wrong?

(Ah … itʼs the usual Ellis-kun.)

Ellis-kun had a smile on his face I knew.

Kate: Hehe … please donʼt joke like that all of a sudden, it freaked me out.

Kate: Right now, Iʼm so happy that I donʼt care if my life ends …

Kate: But I might be happier tomorrow, so itʼs okay.

Ellis: … I see.

Kate: I have to return to the castle properly and report on my first mission.

Kate: I also have to thank Ellis-kun for making me so happy.

Ellis: Me?

Kate: Please tell me what you like, Ellis-kun. Then tomorrow I can make you happy.

Ellis: …

Ellis-kun widened his eyes a little in surprise, and then he laughed softly.

Ellis: … Yeah, thanks.

Ellis: But Kate-san, your formal speech has come back.

Kate: Eh? … Ah, Iʼm really sorry.

(Just now, I noticed that he seemed like a different person … I guess I just got defensive.)

(The reason I felt that way was because I was fooled by the twilight.)

Kate: Umm … Ellis-kun, can you tell me what you like?

Ellis: Finding a good place to eat … I guess.

Ellis: If you know a lot of different shops, you can introduce them to a lot of people and make them happy.

It was an answer expected from Ellis-kun after what I had learned about him the last two days.

(I guess you could say it seems like Ellis-kun, but …)

Kate: What can make you happy, Ellis-kun, regardless of other peopleʼs happiness?

Ellis: … Thereʼs nothing.

(Um …)

He didnʼt seem to think or worry about it for even a second.

Ellis: Because what I want to do is for somebody elseʼs benefit.

Kate: Right, I see …

He stated it clearly, and although I was confused, I accepted.

Considering his actions, it was a natural response.

(But I donʼt believe there canʼt be anything he wants to do for himself, not for anyone else …)

Maybe something happened in the past that made him want to help others so strongly.

(If we stay together like this, I wonder if heʼll tell me someday.)

(If that day comes, Iʼll be happy.)

Anyway, what I wanted to do now was to thank Ellis-kun for taking me to the play I wanted to see.

Kate: So, whatʼs your favourite food?

Ellis: I eat everything … but I especially like buttery toast and cranberry jam.

Kate: Hehe, I like that too. Iʼll note it down.

Ellis: Oh, and I also like the baguette from the shop recommended by Kate-san.

(Ellis-kun likes to eat buttery toast with cranberry jam.)

(And was that about the baguette from the shop I recommended?)

Kate: Ellis-kun … did you give me an easy answer to thank you?

Ellis: I didnʼt … Itʼs all true.

Ellis: It made me happy when you told me earlier that you want to make me happy.

Ellis-kun was smiling in a way that touched my heart.

The last light of the day is sucked into the horizon, and the light of the street lamps emerges from the gloom.

The remnants of the deceptive twilight had been completely swallowed by the darkness.

(For some reason, it suddenly got dark.)

Anxiety grew as the darkness approached, and I walked a little faster.

Ellis: …

Suddenly, a thin, supple fingertip touched my hand.

Kate: Ellis-kun …?

Ellis: Weʼre lovers who have proven our love, so letʼs hold hands and go home.

Kate: Lovers?

(Thatʼs …)

Kate: … Thatʼs the setting from Bill-sanʼs show, right?

Ellis: Right.

His fingers entangled my hand and wrapped around it, sheltering me from the darkness of the night.

Ellis: If you donʼt like it, let me know … If you donʼt mind it, Iʼd like to keep it like this.

Kate: … Why?

Ellis: So that Kate-san doesnʼt get anxious.

Ellis-kunʼs grip on my hand is soothingly gentle.

Just a bit ago, during the show, he had reassured me when I was feeling anxious.

Ellis: … No?

Kate: Um …

Thereʼs no way I wouldnʼt be happy about the kindness shown just for me.

(I canʼt imagine not liking something like this.)

Kate: I donʼt mind …

Ellis: Yeah, good.

The warmth of our connected hands felt so good that my heart was beating fast.

The sweet tone completely erased the uneasiness I had felt in the twilight and the fear of walking in the dark of the night.

Ellis: I thought about it during the day too, but Kate-sanʼs hands are so small.

Kate: Is that so? Ellis-kun has big hands.

Ellis: I see, mine are big.

The innocent conversation was somehow funny, and laughter naturally overflowed.

(… Itʼs strange.)

(My heartʼs pounding when Iʼm with Ellis-kun but I also feel relieved.)

Kate: I should have asked you a little earlier what you liked, Ellis-kun.

Ellis: Why?

Kate: That way, I could have gone to the store while itʼs open and I could thank you right away the next morning.

Ellis: … I quite like holding hands with Kate-san.

Kate: Eeh …?

Ellis: Thank you, this might be fine.

His grip tightened, and my heartbeat became a little faster.

Kate: Itʼs not enough to … thank you for the theater tickets …

Ellis: Is that so? I donʼt think thatʼs the case though.

Ellis: … You donʼt have to be in such a hurry.

Ellis: Thereʼs still some time before the month ends.

Ellis: I, too, will do my best to make you even happier.

The day was like sweet jam and the warmth of his palm.

With such things filling my head, we walked down the street at night.

Leaving behind the memories of twilight.

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[siderealscribblings]

"À ta santé!" Glasses and mugs clinked together over the worn, scratched up table in the corner of The Bell and Buckler. The local band was enjoying their complimentary mugs of Mondstadtian wine a little too much and as the warm buzz of alcohol tinged the back of Eponine's throat, she could hear them start to warble out of key. 

Gardes from all over the city favored The Bell and Buckler, not only because servicepeople coming off shift got one round on the house. It was a rustic, cozy tavern run by Loretta, a former musketeer that hung up her spurs after a vishap gnawed her leg off below the knee. Even now, she could be heard thunking behind the bar with her hardwood peg-leg, her old service musket hanging above the bar next to the skull of the vishap that ended her career. 

"A toast!" Marius wobbled to his feet, tugging his garde uniform down and raising his glass somewhat theatrically. "To Miss Eponine who somehow managed to survive her first week on patrol as a member of the esteemed Maison Gardiennage!"

"Hear hear!" A ruddy-faced musketeer named Fantine giggled, thumping her mug on the table. 

"Enough!" Eponine laughed, hiding her eyes behind her hand as Marius made the unsteady climb up on top of one of the barstools. Fortunately The Bell and Buckle was the sort of establishment where inebriated gardes climbing on furniture was nothing out of the ordinary. Barely anyone looked up from their cards or dart games as Marius launched into a speech that could barely be heard over the din of conversation. 

"Our beloved Lady Furina is safe from all manner of capitol terrors!" Marius proclaimed, spilling some foam into his bowl of stew as he raised his tankard. "Including runaway poodles, misguided tourists, and clingy little aristocrats!" 

"Off the chair!" Loretta shouted, turning a nozzle of cold tap water on Marius and knocking him flat on the floor. "Or I'll call the garde on you!" 

"The garde's already here!" A patron called, drawing a roar of laughter from the half-dressed Maison Gardiennage agents packed into booths and crowded around billiards tables. 

"I'll call the Iudex then!" Loretta countered, grinning as a dreaded ooh wafted through the crowd. "Miss, I hope you've an iron liver if you plan on drinking with these two." 

"I think my liver will be fine," Eponine chuckled, unable to be too embarrassed. Here she was, barely twenty-five and already appointed to the Maison Gardiennage. Poor girls from Possion could scarcely dream of more and with the money she was making, she would be able to send for her sisters before the year was out.  She had plenty to celebrate and if her new co-workers got a little rowdy celebrating, who was she to stop them? 

"So," Fantine said, leaning on her palm as she turned her attention to Eponine. "How do you find the Court so far?" 

"Oh, it's…big," Eponine said, causing Fantine to snort into her cider. The collection of well-worn wooden cottages that comprised her hometown was nothing compared to the towering spires of the Court of Fontaine. It was one of the last Great Cities that hadn't been obliterated in the Calamity or the ensuing chaos and history hung in the air like mist. She had never felt like more of a bumpkin in her entire life; surely she must've looked like an idiot gaping at everything. 

"You will get lost, but one of the little anklebiters will set you right if you ask them," Fantine said. "The melusine know their way around better than almost anyone these days." 

"A little too well," Marius muttered. "If you ask me-" 

"Oh here we go," Fantine sighed. 

"All I'm saying is that our little fuzzy 'friends' know a lot about a lot of things," Marius said, holding his hands up. "Enough to do damage if they wanted to." 

"The melusine?" Eponine asked. "What damage could they do?" 

"I dunno," Marius said, wrinkling his nose. "They're creepy though." 

"Marius also finds stuffed seahorses and teddy bears creepy ," Fantine sighed, flicking a wadded up napkin at Marius.

"Th-they've got weird eyes!" Marius hissed defensively. "And I swear sometimes I catch one just talking to someone I can't see. Who knows what information they could be carrying out of the-mmph ?" 

"Enough ," Fantine said, stuffing a bread-roll in Marius' mouth. "We didn't bring our new recruit out here to listen to your melusine conspiracy theories; we need to hear her ruling." 

"My ruling ?" Eponine said, watching Fantine and Marius exchange conspiratorial looks. 

"You've been patrolling the Palais and the Opera for a week now," Marius said through a mouth of crumbs. "And in that time, you've seen Lady Furina and the Iudex come and go. Have you had the opportunity to see them…together?" 

Together? Eponine shrugged. "Lady Furina and the Iudex had lunch together yesterday; I can't say I spent too much time with them, but I guess I saw them chatting a little bit." 

Eponine had nearly fainted as she looked up one day to find her nation's god passing by her on the way into the Iudex's office to take her mid-day meal on the terrace overlooking the lake outside his office. She had spent the rest of the day wide eyed and almost vibrating with excitement, so close to divinity that she could still remember the smell of Lady Furina’s perfume. 

"They're always chatting," Marius said with a meaningful nod. 

"Always," Fantine nodded. 

"...yyyyyyyes, I would think the head of our country and her number two would stay in close touch," Eponine said, nodding a little uncertainly. 

"Verrrrrry close touch," Marius said, leaning in and dropping his voice. "So…do you think they're lovers?" 

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[thebeckster]

Ooo I would love to see some cute kiss scenes for trio of towns weekend! How about

Prompt #4 An accidental brush of lips followed by a pause and going back for another on purpose, with Wayne and Hinata?

Another prompt for the Trio of Towns weekend!

This one was fun! I've never written Hinata/Wayne, but they could compel me as a ship. Might have to explore this one a little more.

💋💋💋💋

They had been looking for a reason to get together for a bonfire. The season was perfect for it. Summer was beginning to turn to autumn and while the days were warm, the nights held a slight nip in the air. Nothing uncomfortable, but perfect for getting chased away by a warm drink, or a crackling fire.

When Hinata had been cast as leading man in his next play, Wayne suddenly found the perfect excuse fallen into his lap. A small celebration to congratulate a friend was a good enough excuse to get their friends together for an evening.

He prepared everything, gathering the firewood, preparing snacks and drinks, passing around invitations to their friends. It wasn’t a formal party, people could come and go as they pleased, or as their schedules demanded. All in all it was a successful evening. Plenty of laughter and song. The food never ran low, the drinks were always cold, and the company was most excellent. There were even some congratulatory toasts to Hinata, which the aspiring actor accepted with the grace (and speech) of one winning a Tony. Spurring some thrown popcorn and joking heckling from his audience.

Now, the bonfire was almost burnt down to embers. Nearly everyone was gone, the early risers heading off for a reasonable bed time. Wayne and Hinata were the last two left, neither having to work the next day so they could stay out later than usual. They sat on opposite sides of the fire, lapsed into comfortable silence.

Hinata stretched and leaned back. “Great party, Wayne. Thanks for putting it all together.”

Wayne smiled, poking at the fire. “Thanks for giving me an excuse to have folks over. Been wanting to do this for a while now.” He looked skyward and his smile broadened. “Gorgeous night for it too. Not a cloud in the sky. Perfect night for stargazing.”

“Yeah?” Hinata looked up, staring at the sky. “Never got into stargazing, much. My brothers used to tease me all the time about having my head in the clouds. Didn’t need to go chasing the stars too.” He chuckled. “Turns out I decided to chase stardom instead.”

Wayne sighed contentedly. “One of my favorite parts of livin’ out here is how clear our night sky is. No light pollution to speak of.”

“I think I remember a couple major stars… that’s the North Star, right?” Hinata pointed into the sky.

“You’re pointing south, bud.” Wayn laughed. “Polaris is up behind you.”

Hinata turned, trying to see which of the many stars overhead Wayne was pointing at. They went back and forth for a minute, Wayne trying to tell him how to find the Big Dipper and then find the North Star from it, but Hinata just could not see it.

“Hang on, scooch over. I need to see from your perspective.” He walked over and sat down next to Wayne, scooting as close up against him as possible, propping his chin on Wayne’s shoulder and looking straight up his pointing arm. “Show me again.”

Wayne tilted his head to try and match Hinata’s angle, and then pointed out the stars again. “See those four stars, you can draw lines and make them into a box. Now from this corner, follow the line of stars up, there’s the handle. See? That’s the Big Dipper.”

“Oh! I see it now!” Hinata breathed out in excitement.

“Great! Now, from the opposite corner of the top of the dipper, draw a line straight out to that bright star. That’s Polaris. It makes the end of the handle for the Little Dipper.”

Hinata gasped. “I see it! Oh man, that’s so cool! I’ve never been able to –”

He had turned his head at the same time Wayne had turned to look at him. Given their closeness, the fact that they were practically cheek-to-cheek, close enough they could feel the scratch of each other’s stubble and the warmth of their breath on their skin. And when they’d turned their heads, their lips brushed. Just a touch, just enough contact for them both to realize what had happened, and then jerk away.

“S-sorry,” Wayne muttered. In the low light of the fire, he knew the blush creeping across his cheeks wasn’t visible, but his face felt hot all the same.

“No, it’s okay,” Hinata quickly insisted with a small smile and laugh. “Not the first guy I’ve kissed. Even on accident.”

And a thought occurred to Hinata in that moment, as he watched Wayne deal with the flustered moment. There was no denying Wayne was a handsome man. Women flocked to him, and even resolutely straight men couldn’t help but admit there was just something about the postman’s charm they found hard to resist. Hinata had thought more than once about how he’d take the opportunity to kiss Wayne, if the opportunity presented itself, but it had never really been more than a passing fancy. As far as he knew, Wayne was not inclined to kissing men, though truthfully, he seemed disinclined to kissing anyone. He didn’t mind the female attention he garnered, but he never reciprocated the attention beyond what good manners required.

But goodness, now that the opportunity had presented itself, Hinata could think of nothing else but leaning in again and cupping his hands around Wayne’s face and pulling him in for another kiss.

And in that split-second pause of thought, that moment between breaths when time stood still while the mind raced, Hinata saw something change behind Wayne’s eyes. A shift from surprise to curiosity to desire, and if he was a betting man, he would have put money on Wayne having almost the same train of through Hinata was having.

And he would have been correct. Wayne was having his own rapid flashes of thought, of how he’d always admired Hinata, how they were good friends, how he made Wayne laugh, how his boundless optimism constantly endeared Hinata to Wayne. And how very suddenly, he realized that he might quite like to actually kiss him for real this time.

And at the same time, they both spoke.

“D’you?”

“Can we?”

And they smiled as they realized what they were both asking, and the answer was an enthusiastic ‘yes!’ And they leaned into each other. Hands bumping awkwardly as they both reached for the other, pausing just a hair’s breadth away. And they kissed. Once more with feeling.

[sirianasims]

Chapter 16

Second Chances

Cora and Zane waste no time in getting married. The wedding is planned in a matter of weeks.

It seems to Don that it isn’t that long ago he stood in this church with Alex. It’s hard to believe that both his little girls are married now.

“Don’t you dare grow up too quickly”, he whispers and hugs Daniel tight.

Brie is also emotional. Both of her parents are now gone, with Johnny dying only a few months ago. At least Alex got to see Cora return, even if she won’t see her married.

In the back of the church, on Zane’s side of the isle, Layla and Aidan are showing their support. Layla is expecting their second child and is happily chatting to their old university friend Conor, who was on Cora’s football team. Conor is seated next to Zane’s sister Isabelle.

Zane’s father, Wolfgang, is struggling with some mixed emotions. He wants his son to be happy, but marrying into Don’s family wouldn’t have been his first choice for Zane.

As the ceremony finishes, Daniel squirms out of his seat and runs to his parents.

Zane and Cora scoop him into a hug.

Even grumpy Wolfgang can’t help but smile at the happiness radiating from the trio.

Outside the church, Morgan finds Don.

“Don, have you ever met my daughter, Isabelle?”

“Isabelle. You are certainly the spitting image of your mother. Just as beautiful”, Don replies, and gallantly kisses her hand.

“Mom, you didn’t tell me Don was such a gentleman.”

“There are many things I have’t told you, dear.”

“Mom, Isa, I see you have managed to corner my new father-in-law but I need you all to join us for a few speeches.”

During the speeches and toasts, Isabelle gets tipsy and starts trying to grill Don about his personal life. Morgan barely manages to steer the conversation away from her and Don’s past.

As Wolfgang passes the table where Don is talking to his wife and daughter, he shoots Don an angry glare.

Zane also joins the table. Wolfgang is so focused on Don that he even ignores Payton’s attempts at congratulating him on his son’s wedding. After a while, Don retreats to a quiet corner to get away from the awkward situation.

It doesn’t take long before Isabelle finds him.

“Heeeey Don… mom didn’t tell me how handsome you were, you know…”

“Isabelle, please. I think you’ve had enough champagne.”

“No no, I’m fine. C’mon, gimme a kiss…”

“DON!”

A furious Wolfgang storms up to them as Isabelle quickly climbs off Don’s lap.

“I knew it! Keep your hands off her, you sleazy bastard!”

“Wolfgang, I haven’t done anything to Isabelle, and I’m not going to…”

“Do you think I’m blind? I know your tricks! I know what kind of man you are!”

“And what kind of man am I, Wolfgang?”

“Dad – no!”

The punch barely fazes Don. Wolfgang himself actually seems surprised at what he just did.

“Don… I didn’t mean… I just…”

Luckily for Wolfgang, Don, former world champion bodybuilder, simply walks away.

Zane pulls his father aside.

“Dad… how could you? I asked you not to make a scene.”

“Son, you don’t understand. That man has no morals. I know him. Something happened years ago… your mother…”

“Dad, if I recall correctly, you had walked out on us. According to mom, Don was the one encouraging her to give you another chance when you came back.”

“She was still my wife! I… he… he had no right…”

“Dad, you need to get it together. I know you don’t like Don, but he’s my father-in-law and you can’t just go around punching people in the face.”

“Take mom and Isa home. And find a way to deal with your issues that doesn’t involve hitting anyone.”

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[jegulily-stuff]

Ficlet time: Lily covering for jegulus but make it jegulily (regulily? the jily aspect is more ambiguous).

....

"I knew you'd been sneaking off to see someone!"

Lily bit into her raspberry jam toast with a crunch.

"I called it - and you lied to me about it." Sirius swung himself onto the bench beside her, knocking into her shoulder. He didn't turn away from James to acknowledge it, even when she elbowed him in retaliation.

"You're making something out of nothing." James said weakly.

"Oh, nothing, totally." Marlene said, sitting down across from them. She was still wearing her Quidditch kit from training. "Give it up - we all saw."

"Saw what?" Peter asked.

Marlene smirked. "Jamie-boy's been getting some."

"Someone's got nail marks all over his back." Sirius teased, miming scratching lines down James' back for Peter to see.

Peter grimaced, then tried to turn it into a grin.

The bench vibrated where James was anxiously bouncing his leg under the table.

Lily looked at the crust of her toast contemplating if she wanted to eat it, then her brain caught up to the situation.

Oh fuck.

She dropped the crust onto her plate. Her sleepiness vanished with a jolt.

"Come on Prongs," Sirius was saying "Who is it - you have to tell us who-"

"Maybe it's none of your business." Lily said sharply.

She felt the whole group snap round to look at her.

She had to play this right.

Deliberately not meeting any of their eyes, she reached out to pick through the fruit in the fruit bowl.

Forced casualness, as if she were hiding embarassment.

"No fucking way!" Sirius buzzed. "Actually no way."

Lily chose a satsuma from the bowl and pressed her lips together.

"After all that time? All that 'protest too much' rubbish," Sirius waved a hand at Lily, then turned back to James, "And you said you'd given it up! 'Getting over it' my arse - I knew you didn't mean that!"

Going well, Lily thought, absolutely not letting his words get to her. I think I'm winning.

She risked a look around the table.

Marlene's nose was scrunched up just like when Lily'd tried to explain how traffic lights worked, a look of non-comprehension written across her face.

James also looked taken aback - she hoped he was going to pull it together soon. His cooperation was required.

Lily turned to Sirius, scowling. "This isn't your relationship - back the fuck off if you're gonna be annoying."

"There's no need to be prickly." He said. "This is great news - I mean, I've been writing my best man speech for years... Obviously there's got to be some ribbing..."

Lily stood up huffily, brushing past him and going over to James. She made a point of sitting down next to him and cuddling up to his side.

James put his arm around her shoulders lightly. She nudged his ankle with her foot under the table - hopefully he'd understood.

"Can we not make a fuss about this?" James pleaded. "I know you were all waiting to, but - well, that's why we wanted to keep it a secret! It's a new relationship - we don't want it to be under all that expectation."

The lie sounded reasonable, but his delivery was terrible.

Lily muffled a sigh.

Whatever soap he used smelt really good - something fresh and citrusy. It made it less of a chore to rest her head against his shoulder - really she just appreciated that he'd showered after practice, that was all.

Mary looked at Lily. "That's why you've been going missing." She said, like she was testing the idea.

Remus looked a little guilty. Peter looked like he wasn't sure if he was still supposed to congratulate them - well, James anyway - or not.

Sirius seemed unsatisfied by the climax to what must have been years of gossiping and plotting up in the boys' dorms, but he managed not to jump up on the table to make an announcement. Lily admired his restraint.

Really it was sweet that he treated James' successes as his too - if only the circumstances were different.

Marlene didn't look confused anymore, but there was hurt in her eyes when Lily met her gaze. She'd have to fix that later.

I must've been really embarassed to have changed my mind about him, Lily decided. It wasn't about trust.

That would have to be good enough.

James pulled her aside after breakfast, jittery and flustered. His glasses were askew and he kept trying to straighten them.

"Thank you," He said, "So much. I can explain - or, no, I can't actually. But I really appreciate-"

"I know." She cut in. "I know. I wouldn't have done it otherwise. This wasn't for you, so don't go thinking it was."

James looked a little hurt and Lily determinedly didn't let herself feel bad. She didn't like him after all.

She left before he could ask her how she knew, or why she cared. If Regulus hadn't told him, it wasn't his business.

....

"It might've been a bad idea to secretly date someone who's such a terrible liar." Lily said as she reached the top of the Astronomy Tower steps.

Regulus looked up from his book, the heavy cloak he was bundled up in slipping off his shoulders.

"Did something happen?" He asked. His voice was quiet but she'd learnt how to read his worry by now.

"It's all alright." She said quickly. Then she told him what had happened at breakfast.

A spot of pink made its way into his cheeks when she stopped dancing around what had clued everyone in and brought up the scratch marks.

"I didn't realise I'd-" He shook himself. "Thank you - for covering - I- just, thank you."

"It's only my dignity." Lily said, sitting down on the bench he was curled at the foot of. "You've got more to lose."

There were no lights on in the tower at this time of the evening. The shadows made everything look softer.

Regulus' eyes always looked brighter in the dark, the silvery grey catching what little light there was.

In the day, when she passed him in the corridors, they looked cooler - colder even. That didn't suit him. He wasn't cold, just quiet and desperate to act with proper decorum.

He looked like much more of a real person in the dark, up at their evening talks. Bright eyes and open feelings.

Lily was quite attached to this version of him.

It was probably the stupidest crush avaliable given the way everything was - but crushes were stupid. It wasn't her fault.

He was a good listener, and they'd found a lot of sympathy together in the troubles they shared - no matter how different their lives were otherwise.

"Did she write back?" Regulus asked, after the silence had lingered. He didn't look at her as it said it, instead flicking casually through his book.

"Not yet." Lily said. "But she's got to be busy - sounds like a pretty serious relationship from what Mum said, if they're thinking of moving in together. I just don't see - she could have told me, you know? Herself."

Regulus hummed sympathetically.

It was nothing she hadn't said last time they'd spoken, there was nothing more for him to say in return.

It feels like my own sister's deliberately building a life for herself that I'm not welcome in.

Neither of them would say that, but they could both see it. Every time Lily saw Petunia she knew less about her and her life. Her sister wasn't interested in acknowledging her anymore.

And every day she watched Sirius doing the same thing.

Was it fair for their siblings to do that? Lily didn't know. It didnt feel fair.

"I'm scared he'll make James chose." Regulus had said once, "If he finds out that we're - that he won't be able to share James with me. That he'll tell him he has to cut me off."

Now Lily wasn't sure that Sirius would actually do that - she wanted to say 'no, of course he wouldn't', but Sirius could get vicious when family stuff was brought up. The chance was more than zero.

She'd tried to put herself in the same position. What if it was Tuney? What would she do - force Lily out of her friend's life?

Lily didn't know.

But she did know that she didn't want to know. And that was what Regulus was trying so hard to avoid - having his fears confirmed.

It wasn't the reason he'd given James for needing secrecy - he had plenty to choose from after all. James would never have thought Sirius capable of that - something that to him would sound like completely unnecessary cruelty - to him there'd be no risk.

But Regulus had told her. He'd trusted her with that - with his fears.

Did that mean anything... that their closeness superceded the closeness he had with his boyfriend in this one context? Probably not.

One of her hands slipped into his hair, as he was sat by her feet. She ran her fingers gently through his soft curls.

Why does he let me do that? Isn't it too much?

Another minute later and Regulus closed his book.

He leant his head against her leg. "Are you sure it's all okay? That your friends all believe..."

"I might have to work a bit harder on some of them." She admitted. "But I will. And really the lie's easier to believe than the truth."

"I know that." Regulus murmured.

"James is the problem." Lily said. "He doesn't want to keep it from them, does he? Makes him feel really bad to lie to them. He'd rather tell them and then trust them not to tell anyone else." She sighed. "It's gonna get too much for him soon, and I don't know what he'll do then. He was so anxious this morning."

Regulus sat there for a few seconds before he answered.

"I know it won't last, me and him." He said.

"It doesn't have to-"

"It does. It will. I didn't go into this expecting otherwise." Regulus looked up at her. "He's wonderful though. Really, really wonderful. Sweet and thoughtful and... bright. So bright."

Lily hated that tone. She hated when he deferred to her about James.

He's wonderful, Lily (you'll love him when he's yours).

You aren't disposable, you idiot. She thought crossly. I don't want to replace you.

"Sounds like the kind of guy you should want to hold onto." Lily said. "Even if things get difficult."

Regulus closed his eyes and let his head drop back with a sigh. He wouldn't say anything to that, she knew.

There was a bruise at the base of his neck, reddish purple against his skin. She couldn't take her eyes off it, even when he opened his and saw her looking.

It wasn't right that she had to spend her evening being jealous of James Potter.

Regulus reached out, brushing her hand with his. "It means a lot to me, you know, that you come talk to me. That we have this."

She caught his hand, squeezing it lightly. "It means a lot to me too."

[ramblingdisaster73]

Rambling thoughts while rewatching Lone Star ep 4x11 – Double Trouble (Finishing Edging the Bet made it so that I am just now getting to a rewatch of the episode (only watched it live))

The pregnancy & dropping out were my two biggest suspicions for Wyatt’s news

Joining the FD was a little farther on my list – but I didn’t expect to see three announcements (although technically – you could combine the dropping out & FD thing together)

So how are along is she?

When did he decide to drop out of school? When were these midterms? Did he complete his first semester then, but quit ½ way through the 2nd?

Doesn’t TK remember hearing about Mateo’s cousin? He was there for the first time Mateo mentioned Marvin

So – he came from the side of the wall – not the door to the bunk room? – that blocking just seemed like a weird choice.

Someone suggested taking shots anytime Mateo or Marvin say “cuz” = 8 shots in like 2 minutes (3 for Mateo & 5 for Marvin)

The “I’d like to teach the world to sing” reminds me of the kid songs videos – it was on the “Teach the world to sing” (we had it on VHS – because I am old).

“I would really suggest that you try to calm down.” Carlos Reyes – to a woman that should be dead

Carlos thinking – “Thank fuck, you guys finally got here for this woman that should be dead, but is yelling at me about the demon spawn children.”

I am not a fan of going to the Dr. either lady

I want an orange tree in my back yard. Too bad it wouldn’t hold up well here.

That is a lot of kids balls/toys

Carlos “dad joke” Reyes

Winston Churchill gave a lot of good speeches – none of them are ones that I would think to watch to get ideas for my child’s wedding toast (and I am a history nerd like Owen) – but it does make sense for him – if he ever gets a pet that he gets to name – that is what I would guess that he would name them.

I am a fan of Tommy in her gym clothes.

This scene is probably the most I have EVER related to Judd. The self-doubt/loathing is so hard to look/see past. At least he has Tommy & Grace.

What does Judd even have in his hand in the firehouse kitchen scene that was alphabetized

“As long as these chimes don’t go off” give “Unless the bells go off” vibes – Owen talking to Gwyn in 2x04 (old) firehouse kitchen scene.

That Mateo is into pokemon – not surprising – BUT – where did all his cards come from? Did he rebuild his collection once he moved in with Owen or was his collection at the firehouse, miraculously saving it?

$24,100 is a lot of fucking money.

If I had been asking my husband to fix something for 4 years – I would have already figured out how to fix it. That is a long fucking time man.

I like clipboard Marj – but I am ready for firefighter Marj to come back

If you have an uninsured porshe (at least in the US) – you are an idiot. Or any high dollar car.

If he got $900 for the pokemon card, and $24,100 from Nancy – how is he tapped now? Wouldn’t it be that he was already tapped?

Also – That explains why he still lives with Owen

Apparently Mateo decided to do the “take a shot for each time Mateo or Marvin say cuz” game

I think that the sitcom thing fits Mateo’s character – but would have been weird for anyone else – with the exception of maybe Owen.

So, did Marvin keep his hair that pink color to keep a guilt trip on Mateo – since he used it to cover for him in the first place?

Also – these are some old looking 13-year-olds.

How did Mateo not know he was a DREAMER until he was 17?

So setting a school on fire made Mateo want to be a firefighter? I can buy that, makes a lot of sense – I like getting the whys of their job choices on these shows.

Who did he move to Texas with at 16? But still not know he was a DREAMER until he was 17?

He lived with his aunt & uncle from 6-16, then ?? from 16- at least adulthood?

Turpentine smells so bad

Did Mateo take over his cousins love of scientific facts?

Who cares about those other milk customers when there is french toast on the table?

I can’t with the mustache

This is the most Buck that TK has ever been. Accepting the french toast, then his ‘boss/partner’ saying ‘no’, then him saying the same, only sad.

“He might get shanked with a toothbrush.”

Milkman Judd just keeps eating his french toast

Guess it is good to have a paramedic in the family

[joylinda-hawks]

Once Tian Chuang extended its influence to Jiangnan and then we had a few fights with Scorpion. WOH, episode 12, part 11. ZZS and WKX are still sitting in the restaurant and talking. ZZS continues to talk about his situation recently and his defeats. WKX asks if he means Scorpion. He adds that it is true because it is hard to find his lair and asks ZZS how he got there before him. ZZS replies that it is not a lair but a small quarters. He explains that once Tian Chuang extended its influence to Jiangnan and then we had a few fights with Scorpion. He also says that now first there was a funeral home, then the events of last night. ZZS states that if they do not turn these defeats into victories then... ZZS interrupts his speech and addresses WKX as Brother Wen and says what he will say to visiting Scorpion's quarters and causing a little trouble there. WKX smiles broadly at this suggestion and calling ZZS Ah Xu asks if he knows what kind of person WKX is. ZZS looks at WKX without a word, and WKX replies that he is a person who likes to cause trouble. After a while, he adds to go with him because nothing gives as much joy as sticking a stick in an anthill. Both men make a toast, clinking their glasses against each other. Meanwhile, in Chongwu's palace, ZCL is lying in bed and resting, the boy is not sleeping, he instinctively touches the place where the wound is. He hears a woman's voice calling his name and rises to a sitting position. GXL runs into the room, and ZCL asks what she is doing here. The girl sits down next to ZCL on the bed and grabs his hand, asking if he is okay. ZCL asks the girl not to cry because nothing happened to him. GXL looking at the boy's waist asks if it hurts, ZCL replies that it doesn't hurt at all. He explains that it's just a superficial wound, GXL still looking at the same place states that it must have hurt. Then he adds that with Glazed Armor in the wound ZCL managed to move, even in such a state. The girl can hardly hold back her tears. Surprised by her reaction ZCL tells GXL not to worry because the wound healed quickly and he didn't feel any pain after that. The girl starts smiling and says that she wants to thank him on behalf of her father and sincerely. ZCL looks at her without a word, and GXL continues saying that her father is so stubborn and uncouth but she is his daughter and knows him well. He explains that her father thought about it very often and worked hard on it day and night to reunite all five brothers and preserve the glory of the Five Lakes Alliance. GXL thanks ZCL for trusting GC. ZCL wants to tell the girl something, but she interrupts him. She says that she knows and expected it. She adds that she prefers ZCL to be like a brother to her, because then she will always be able to protect him. She adds that the issue of her marriage is crucial to her father's plan to renew the Five Lakes Alliance. She asks how else he would convince the world of his determination. Annoyed, ZCL stands up and asks how a girl can think of marriage as moving a pawn in a game. The girl replies that there is no other way to help her father. ZZS in a conversation with WKX confirms that he once dealt with Scorpion, WKX suggests ZZS go to his hideout together, because he is investigating what knowledge of Scorpion ZZS has, who shares his knowledge without any problems. ZCL and GXL are to be the future of the Five Lakes Alliance. This is GC's plan and his daughter briefly presents it in a conversation with ZCL. He does not know that ZCL does not fully trust the other two brothers, and he gave them Glazed Armor only because ZZS told him to. ZCL doesn't like how GC treats his daughter, who is unable to oppose him. ZCL feels sorry for the girl, but he has already made a decision about his future. His future is connected with WKX and ZZS.

[honeipie]

THE TOAST

izuku midoryia x fem!reader

synopsis: a wedding toast to remember

one | two | three | four

you felt sick to your stomach.

this wasn't something that you'd volunteered to do, but izuku begged you too.

so you said yes. one, because you're a fucking pushover. two, you loved him more than anyone. taking your glass you rose to your feet standing next to the table. taking one of the forks you carefully tapped it against your glass. making sure it was loud enough for everyone to quiet down. heart hammering in your chest you placed the fork and glass down to grab the microphone being handed to you.

"thank you," you awkwardly made sure that it was the right distance from your mouth before continuing "sorry for interrupting your conversations everyone. it's just that the time for speeches has come upon us and i would like to start us off."

you took a look around the room with a smile on your face. it was a small group of people, but you had grown to know almost each and every one of them and were thankful they could come and support.

"it is amazing to see everyone. i am so glad that we could come together to support the newly married couple. izuku midoryia and ochako uraraka" you stepped aside to let everyone get a good view of the table beside you. sitting there was ochako uraraka, a pro-hero, an old acquaintance, and now a wife to your best friend.

izuku midoryia.

your best friend since day one. the guy who you came to with all your problems, and him coming to you in return. the guy who you've had a crush on for years, but never got the chance to express your feelings because he was always in and out with her. the guy who you'd now never have because he was a married man.

the applause in the room almost came close to the thundering of your heart in your chest. so much so that you almost didn't know when the apluse had finished or started. izuku had to snap just to get you out of your trance.

"y/n? you okay there?"

"uh, yeah sorry! just um- trying to remember what i wrote" you took a deep breath opening the paper you had been balling up in your fist "my name is y/n. i am izuku midoryia's best friend, sorry kacchan"

this made people laugh, and the blond moved his hand under the table just to flip you off. you couldn't help but chuckle "we've only known each other since the beginning of our first year, but we still clicked automatically. how we met is actually a funny story. one day i asked him about something all might related. i am looking back on how much of a mistake that was.." you mumbled into the mic making people chuckle. izuku put on mock offense with his hand over his chest.

"i take offense to that!"

"too bad! it isn't your speech. when izuku asked me if i wanted to be his best woman i said ‘what the hell? no. that cannot be a real thing’. but he mentioned it would mean a lot to him so i said yes, and i am so grateful i did. because everyone should be able to experience a love like these two”

you were slowly starting to get the hang of this. the people's laughter and enthusiasm alleviated your unease.

though it came back as quickly as it left.

you glanced over to notice that ochako had taken his hand over the table. the way she moved you could tell she was squeezing his in comfort. something you couldn’t do.

“when izuku first started to like ochako. it started out with small looks across the classroom. how he would blush so much when he talked to her. it was obvious to everyone, well, everyone but each other. it was one day in our third year that he really got serious about asking her out. so we set up a little proposal and he asked her out that week”

as you paused, ochako leaned to whisper “i never knew she helped you with that. i though it was just you izu”

he just shrugged whispering back “yeah, she helped me with most of my stuff back then. you know i was awkward”

“those weeks turned into months, which turned into years. when he told me he wanted to propose i could see that this was it. he had found the person he wanted to be with for the rest of his life”

izuku turned to ochako placing a gentle kiss on her cheek. a lump started to form in your throat. the memories from that day coming flooding back. the dread that washed over you when you heard ochako and marriage in the same sentence. at least when they were dating you at least had a chance. but marriage? game over.

"so he set up a beautiful proposal for a beautiful woman" you gave ochako a small smile which she returned.

both you and ochako had become.. cordial over the years. she would never exclude you from anything, but you simply didn’t fly in the same circles.

“to end off this speech, i just want to leave you with this quote that i spent weeks.. searching the internet for" the crowd laughed as you pulled up your phone "love is like wind, you can't see it but you can feel it. now being honest, these two prove the quote wrong. you can see how much they really love each other. how they sacrifice. how they would jump into open flames for the other, and have”

you didn’t even notice the tears running down your cheeks, nor the cracks in your voice as you continued. not until you heard the quiet ‘awe’s’ and ‘he’s so lucky to have a friend like her’.

you avoided eye contact with him at all costs. knowing that if you did look over and see the subtle scrunch of his eyebrow which you would understand to be a silent ‘what’s wrong’ that would send you over the edge.

so instead you took a deep breath, wiped your face, and took the champagne glass lifting it up.

“so let us raise a toast to the newlyweds. wishing them a lifetime and more celebrating the love they found in each other”

with everyone’s glass raised in agreement, they drank. to the newlyweds, and unbeknownst to them, your misfortune.

[atlantaartisticweddings]

Atlanta Wedding Photographers Discover You Can Find Love At Anytime In Your Life

As an Atlanta wedding photographer I am always meeting so many wonderful people.  This week’s wedding is Judith and Art.  They met late in life and found love.  I am not going to say how old Judith is (that is something a gentleman does) but Art is 68 and is the older of the two.  

They met each other through a mutual friend.  They started as friends and started talking more. Judy and Art started going out together first as friends and then they fell in love.  Judy’s friends started to notice she was a happier person after going out with Art.  She would smile and laugh more easily.  There was a sort of spring in her step again. After about a year or two Art asked Judy to marry him.

Judy and Arts wedding was at Whitestone Reserve in Austell, Georgia.  It was just down the road from Judy.  It is a new venue with a large ballroom, with a stunning large chandelier. There is also a large bridal suite with some great natural light with 5 make up tables for your bridesmaids. They have an outside covered area for your cocktail hour.  In the back of the facility there is a large outdoor area for your wedding ceremony that is surrounded by 10 acres of gardens and vineyards.  Most importantly the staff were so gracious and helpful throughout the day.

When we got there we started in the bridal room with Judy and her maid of honor.  Judy was getting her makeup done and I was taking photos of the wedding dress and other bridal details such as rings and shoes.  I then went to the groom’s room where Art the groom and his son Art were getting ready.  Art was so thoughtful and I could see why Judy fell in love with such a caring man.  Once everyone was dressed it was time for the first look.  We placed Art in the back of the facility on the covered porch.  We then got Judy to walk up behind him and tap him on the shoulder.  He turned around to see the most beautiful woman in the world.  I could tell right then they were meant for each other. 

The ceremony was held outside where there was an arch and an aisle in the middle for the bride and groom.  Judy’s mom came down first then the rest of the bridal party.  Judy was escorted by her son.  The ceremony was very sweet.  The pastor did a great job and shared a few quotes from the bible and sprinkled a few pearls of wisdom from his life. Then Judy and Art exchanged rings and the pastor pronounced them husband and wife!

The best part of the day for me was the toasts.  Judy’s maid of honor whom she has known for years made a heartfelt speech on how much happier Judy is with Art in her life.  Then it was Art’s son’s turn. He explained to the guests that his mom died of cancer 10 years ago and how it affected him and his dad.  He did not think that his dad would find happiness again.  He told the guests how glad he was when Judy came into their lives.  He was thankful that Judy would be a great partner for his dad.  It was a touching moment that made this old wedding photographer tear up a little too. It was a beautiful wedding between two wonderful people and taught me that you are never too old to find love.  

[beldaroot]

did i hold off on watching the last episode of buddy daddies for a whole week because i was scared of how it was going to end? yes.

but……… did i finally force myself to watch it and then proceed to sob for a solid 10 minutes afterwards? ……. yes 😭

OH MY GOD !!!!! i don’t even know what to say,,, honestly i went into it expecting the worst & expecting a sad ending, and so when rei and kazuki were fighting the organization & creepy last words guy i was SO STRESSED OUT !!!! i was so relieved when they were okay after the fight because honestly i had no idea what direction they were gonna take for this ending!!!! also, after, when kazuki says to rei “i knew you’d be here, partner.” HELP T^T

AND REI’S CONFRONTATION WITH HIS DAD!!! AHH!! honestly i was expecting it to be a lot more brutal tbh i felt like it was sort of…. not a lot? i mean rei’s speech standing up to his dad was amazing (“miri, kazuki, and i share a bond stronger than blood. i want to become a real family.” OTL) but i was definitely expecting a bigger showdown…… BUT i mean im glad at in the end he and kazuki were able to get away unscathed (well apart from their bullet wounds lmao) and make it to miri’s show :’) when they walked in in their santa suits i SOBBED !!

AND !!!/?/))/&/)/ OUT OF ALL THINGS I ABSOLUTELY WAS NOT EXPECTING A TIMESKIP ????? OH MY GOD ??????? seeing miri all grown up and healthy and happy warmed my heart more than u can even imagine 😭 AND KAZUKI OPENING A DINER!! AND REI WORKING THERE!!! AND REI STILL COOKING HIS FRENCH TOAST!!!!!!!!!! AAAAHHHHH im literally sobbing into my pillow right now because of this perfect little family oh my god,,,,,, seeing them 10 years later happy and safe is just :’) such a sweet ending!!! absolutely not what i was expecting,,,, but im not mad about it!! as long as this family is together, i’ll take anything T^T except now i need an timeskip ova of the papas’ journey of dealing with a teenager daughter haha!

anyways thank you again anita for indirectly influencing me to watch this anime <3

omg no, sunny you're actually so strong for waiting a whole week to watch the episode bc i was literally refreshing my screen like a crazy person bc i wanted to avoid spoilers haha! but i totally understand where you are coming from! i had this weird anxiety over the final episode bc the previous episode felt so rushed so i wasn't sure if they would handle it properly, but i think it was a great finale considering everything!

the whole fight scene at the organization kinda blew my mind like the animation was soooo good and brutal and kept me at the edge of my seat bc it was that nerve-wreaking!! like i knew the creepy last word guy had to die but holy shit! stabbing him in the throat so he doesn't get a chance to say his last words was pure genius! and the whole "partner" thing had me smiling like an idiot lol they really are partners in every sense of the word and always got each other's back :')

yes, i was also expecting a bigger showdown between rei and his father and i did want rei to kill him too! but the more i thought about it (especially after reading this post), it definitely made more sense that rei wanted to stop the cycle of violence and allow vulnerability and care to enter his life! that's the change he was desperately asking kazuki about! that whole montage had me crying as well - the "warmth of sleeping three to a bed" was the one that got me the most emotional OTL

i actually was expecting a timeskip! though i never thought it would be 10 YEARS in the future! i assumed they would do like a year later at most... so getting such a far out future timeskip was a real surprise! i think they wanted to go out that far to imply that miri is old enough to actually know the truth about what happened to her mom. but regardless, it was soooo lovely to see how domestic they are together! running a diner was the perfect idea bc i definitely think food has always been the center of their relationship dynamic; the cake was literally what got miri into their life :') the way it ended showing that they've been a family for 10 years and that they'll be a family for many more years to come is honestly what made the ending so sweet and delicious!

i'm happy that i was able to influence you into watching this show hehe and thank YOU for talking to me about it! it made my whole watch experience even more enjoyable and delightful <3

[phrynewrites]

i’m not sure if you’ve talked about it yet but how does blind date au jasco get married? do they also elope or do they fully have a ceremony or something

This is one of my favorite topics actually!

So they end up eloping, which is based off of this prompt I did a little bit ago. They kind of figure that even though they’ve been planning this whole big wedding, it’s all too much and really Jasmine just wants Bosco to be hers right now. No input from others, no meddling friends, no unpredictable stuff. Just her and Bosco, Angie and Cam as witnesses, at the courthouse, making it official on their own time and on their own terms.

The end up having a smaller party later for friends and family to celebrate with them, and try to hide the fact that they’re legally married until then, but they do a loss poor job of it (really Bosco does; they literally say it in a magazine interview), and end up getting lightly clowned by their friends anyway. It was nice to have a month and a half of just the two of them knowing, being able to celebrate on their own, hiding their excitement around their idiot friends, pretending like they were still stressing over flower arrangements and picking a band. But overall, they’re just happy for these two to genuinely be together.

[obeymycok]

MC Turns Into Their Animal Motif

Just like most problems in the Devildom, Solomon was to blame. He and MC were just supposed to be doing their potions homework and be back before dinner. What the brothers didn’t know was that Solomon had gotten some new rare ingredients he wanted to try out. Supposedly, it would strengthen the bond in the pact between whichever demon they chose and what could possibly go wrong? Oh so many things can and did go wrong.

Prideful Peacock

Lucifer is not pleased, to say the very least when Solomon walks in carrying a peacock

He puts two and two together immediately

*tired single mom sigh*

He does think you are very pretty though and he is honored you chose him to strengthen your bond with

He will absolutely not say that though he is just so disappointed right now

His soul ascends back to the celestial realm when you cry out in the middle of the night because of Mammon sneaking in

Swells with pride when he realizes he’s now got a watch-peacock that tattles on his brother’s shenanigans every time without fail

When the spell wears off, he’s actually a little sad

Not because the regular chaos has returned, but he misses the excuse of being around you constantly

Cunning Crow

“Oi! What’s ya do to my human?!”

*defensive Mammon noises*

He turns all blushy when he finds out what the spell was supposed to do

“Of course you’d wanna get closer to The Great Mammon! It’s only natural being the second strongest!”

Totally carries you around on his shoulder all proud

Doesn’t stop talking about you to everyone who listens and introduces you to his murder or crows

You fly off his shoulder all of a sudden and his heart sinks

Starts sobbing when you return with a couple grimm in your beak

Devastated when the spell wears off, he lost a steady income of stolen grimm, but it’s easier to cuddle you when you’re back to normal so he guesses it’s ok

(please cuddle him he’s been deprived)

Spiteful Serpent

M-MOOOOEEEEE

“Where is MC I have to show them I’ve never seen such a pretty snake!”

Wants to bury himself in a hole when he realizes he just called you pretty IN FRONT OF YOU

Short circuits and starts steaming when he realizes how it happened

Absolutely puts you in the giant tank wall but keeps Henry 2.0 in the smaller one just in case

Definitely will swim with you if you’re sure you want to swim with a yucky otaku like him (absolutely)

Notices how upset you get when he doesn’t spend time with you and that convinces him

Introduces you to Henry 1.0 from a distance thinking maybe you can talk to each other

Also starts sobbing when you make him remember Levi *cue snake cuddle pile around sobbing Levi*

He’s glad he can play video games with you again, but his anxiety returns around you to a certain degree

He misses swimming with you and letting you fall asleep wrapped around his arm (please give him a crumb of affection)

Upset Unicorn

He thinks it’s pretty funny honestly, especially with how upset Lucifer is

Perhaps he should try this out himself

Actually ok with not knowing what’s happening for once

Does not really want to be the one to look after you though, I mean it’s be different as a small cat but a FULL SIZED UNICORN??

He just doesn’t have the room but gladly makes some when he finds out why you even made the potion

“I guess I can move some shelves out of here so there’s room, I’ll just take Lucifer’s space.”

Rescues you from makeovers with Asmo and makes sure Beel doesn’t try to toast marshmallows on your horn

Not because you can’t defend yourself, but because one time after Lucifer yelled at you for tracking mud into the house, you got so pissed off that the unbridled rage cost almost 250,000 grimm in damages to the House of Lamentation 

*cue Satan tearing up**sniff* “That’s my human! :)”

One night he gets super into the book he’s reading, forgetting he has a whole H O R S E in his room

He gets so embarrassed when he turns around dramatically mid speech about a ferocious battle, to see MC just staring at him seriously thinks about pulling a Belphie

That is until MC hoists him up and they charge out of his room into the battle of their minds, battle cries heard through the long, empty hallways

He is also very upset when MC returns to normal; he had so many pranks planned, the anti-Lucifer league’s time was near

But he’ll always have that first memory of their pretend battle (and the 4 hour lecture that followed for waking everyone up)

Scandalous Scorpion

He thinks you are just the cutest, you absolutely MUST let him decorate your stinger!

“Oh darling, if you wanted to strengthen our bond all you needed to do was ask”

After he stops squealing he gets straight to work setting up a homey terrarium 

He tries to make it as cute as possible but remembers to put your comfort first

Copies your moves whenever you’re glass dancing (doesn’t realize it’s a mating dance)

Seriously becomes Levi for a few days staying in his room, live streaming everything you do, selfies and bows for days, you name it

All attention is on you 

When the spell wears off, he’s not too upset

He got his adorable pictures of you and you’re back to your original, beautiful, gorgeous self

Prepare for cuddles he’s had to be too careful these past few days

Famished Fly

“Are you ok🥺?” 

He’s just relieved you’re not hurt but he’s still a little worried

His smile brightens the room when he finds out it’s because you wanted to get closer with him

“Well why didn’t you just ask? I‘ll always make time for you MC. When you’re back to normal I’ll take you anywhere you want, I’ll pay.” *happy Beel noises*

Until then though he is so worried someone will accidentally smash you, he does remote learning so he can always keep an eye on you

Only lets Belphie, Satan, and Lucifer in the same room as you two because he trusts them to be careful

Beel also becomes kind of a shut in, not going to Fangol practice so he can make sure you’re safe

Before he starts a snack he always breaks off tiny crumbs so you not only have choices, but enough of whatever you choose AND it doesn’t even cost him much!

He’s just filled with relief when the spell wears off, poor boy was just so nervous

Absolutely fulfills his promise of taking you out and paying, all while he has that sweet puppy look on his face

God, you just make him so happy :)

Careless Cow

Oh this is fucking hilarious he is losing his shit

On the floor, holding his stomach, cackling, kicking his legs

He is wheezing it sounds like he’s suffocating 👀

Once he finally calms down he’s actually chill with watching after you as long as you don’t do anything stupid, he can sleep on you, and you don’t smell bad

Lucifer wasn’t even going to punish you, but he thinks it’s funny that you’ve become Belphie’s noble steed and will not help you

One day, Beel lost track of time at the gym and didn’t have time to get Belphie up in time for RAD

He did, however, wake up to a very loud ‘Moo’ followed by his body being launched off the bed and onto MC’s back as they raced him where he needed to be

Congrats MC, you’ve earned Belphie’s total respect

Actually becomes responsible and even brushes your hair so it looks shiny and smooth 

Misses his E X T R A  LARGE pillow when you turn back to normal but you’re easier to hold this way and now they can sleep on his bed again

He repays everything you did to him as a cow from being the big spoon and carrying you around, to slapping you awake with his tail (lovingly of course)

[illfoandillfie]

Kinktober Day 1: Just Married

Kinktober Masterlist | Regular Masterlist

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Reader

Words: 1517

Warnings: semi public sex, thats about it tbh lmao

A/N: It’s that time of the year again folks! I’m very excited about what I’ll be posting over the next month but we’re kicking off with something a little on the romantic side. It’s a bit cute I think. But ofc I had to pick Ben for this one since he’s the only man I would ever consider marrying.

It was a good thing that everyone expected you and Ben to be totally wrapped up in each other. Ben’s horny looks were easily mistaken for love struck glances at his new wife. He’d had his hand on your thigh pretty much all through the dinner and speeches, only pulling it away when it was time to cut the cake. You’d gently stroked the back of his hand to let him know he could keep it in place, although whenever it rose a little too high you had to stop him. But you couldn’t blame him for trying. You were just as horny as he was. Hard not to be after two weeks of celibacy.  

Originally, you’d planned to abstain from sex for a month leading up to the wedding. Surprisingly, it had been Ben’s idea. A friend of his had gone on about how the first-time-as-a-married-couple sex was so much more incredible when you’d not had sex around the time of the wedding and Ben had been taken with it. So you’d planned a whole month of not sleeping together. Except then there’d been a party and you’d both drunk a little and ended up having a tipsy fuck the moment you got home. So you’d decided two weeks of celibacy would be enough. And you’d been right. Two weeks was plenty of time to have both of you so worked up you were fighting the urge to give each other handjobs under the table while your maid of honour and best man made toasts.  

There were bound to be photos of you and Ben leaning in to whisper to each other, looking sickeningly smitten and smiling uncontrollably. Only you and he knew that more than half of the whispers were innuendo or outright admittance of wanting certain body parts. And then, when just saying how desperately you wanted each other wasn’t enough, planning for how to find some time alone. It was rapidly becoming clear that waiting until you were on your honeymoon was not going to work. You’d combust long before then. You needed something sooner than that, just a quickie to get you through.  

It was even worse when you stood up and started moving around. You could feel how wet you were just from his fingers brushing over your thigh. Ben kept his arm wrapped around your waist like you were his anchor, keeping him from drifting too far into fantasy. Or perhaps he already had a semi and was using you as a shield, it was hard to tell through your dress. You did an admirable job of pretending you weren’t constantly thinking about Ben’s cock, but his breathy laugh against your ear as you talked to loved ones, and the warmth of his hands as he pulled you in close to dance made you shiver with how badly you wanted him alone.  

It was while you were moving away from the dancefloor that Ben leaned in close, his voice only just loud enough for you to hear over the noise of the hall, “Men’s room?” You blinked and twisted your neck to try to see him better, not sure you’d heard him correctly.   He subtly tilted his head in the direction of the bathrooms, his hand slipping low on your back, just shy of an inappropriate touch.   “Ohhhhh,” you said in dawning realisation, “Yes, definitely.” He chuckled at how emphatic you were and then took your hand in his, leading you towards the edge of the room. He looked around a little as you tried to navigate the room without being seen, “Shit. Incoming.” Before you could ask what he meant you heard your names from someone standing to your left.   “Ben, Y/N,” the woman said, beaming as she reached to grab one of each of your hands, “What a beautiful ceremony. Congratulations.” “Aw, thanks Aunt Polly,” Ben said, “glad you could make it.” “Oh I wouldn’t have missed it. Been saying for years you two should get a move on and tie the knot.” Ben laughed sheepishly but before he could respond further she was continuing. “Been saying you’ll make such adorable babies – when you’re ready to have them of course. Not that you can always plan for them. My Helen was a honeymoon baby and we definitely didn’t expect her. Thought we’d have a few years before a baby came along. But c'est la vie. Now where was it you two were going for your honeymoon? Your mother was telling me the other day. Paris was it? Or was that my friend Brenda’s son?” “Sorry, Aunt Pol,” Ben said, quickly cutting across before her monologue could go any further, “There’s a bit of an issue we’ve got to deal with. Nothing big,” he assured at her sudden worried expression, “just the caterers are getting the tea and coffee and cake set up soon and needed to check something with us.” “Oh of course dear, go,” Polly made a shooing motion with her hands, “organising nights like this take a lot of work and coordination, I understand.” “Thanks,” you managed to get out before Ben was whisking you off, muttering under his breath about how his balls were turning blue.

Thankfully you made it to the bathroom without another interruption. Ben peeked inside to check the coast was clear before hurrying you through the door and then into a stall. “Cosy,” you quipped as he locked the door and turned to face you.   “Funny, he managed to get out just before his lips crashed into yours, his hands already busy trying to ruck up the layers of your white dress.   You giggled against his lips and began fumbling for his belt.   It was cramped within the stall and your dress was more in the way than you’d have liked but there was no time or space to undress. You ended up bracing your hands on the cistern while Ben slid into you from behind, both of you taking a moment to sigh with how good it felt. But you were very aware that someone could want to legitimately use the bathroom any moment so Ben quickly got to work, pulling out carefully and then thrusting forward quickly, finding a rhythm and worked for both of you.   You let out a small moan, pressing the back of your hand to your lips the moment it slipped out.   “Careful wife,” Ben said softly, leaning forward, “don’t wanna get busted.” “Sorry husband,” you half whispered, half laughed, “you just fill me so well.” Ben groaned at your words, burying his face into your neck to muffle himself.   You’d have returned his reprimand, reminded him he could be loud on the honeymoon, but he took that moment to wrap his arm tighter around your waist, pulling you backwards onto his cock. All you could do was whimper, readjusting your hands on the cistern to keep yourself steady. Which was made all the harder when Ben grabbed one of your wrists and moved your hand towards your cunt.   “Rub your clit, honey, want to feel you cum on my cock.” It took a moment to get your fingers under your skirts but when you did you stroked your fingers along your slit until they brushed over the last inch or so of Ben’s cock as he pulled out a little so he could sink back in. You could feel the curly hair around his base and your own slick on his length before it disappeared into your warm heat once more.   “Call me your wife again,” you murmured, finally dragging your fingers up to your clit. “Come for me, wife,” he almost growled, “show me how much your love your husbands cock.” That made you whine, though your fingers rubbing over your clit contributed too, as well as how Ben felt moving inside you.   It lasted a little longer, Ben urging you on as he tried to hold off his own impending orgasm. Finally you were there, whimpering into his palm as he covered your mouth in case a noise slipped out.   Moments later he groaned into your shoulder as he came himself, holding you tight as aftershocks shot through you with each slight shift of his hips.  

"Worth waiting for,” Ben said softly, pressing a kiss to your shoulder, “new wife.” You clenched in response, surprised by how the words excited you. “And very good to know I’ve got a new phrase to make you wet,” Ben laughed, carefully pulling out. “Don’t abuse your power,” you laughed, playfully reaching behind your to slap his side. Ben rearranged your underwear and then let your skirts drop, smoothing his hands over your hips as he turned you around to kiss you sweetly.   “Nice try, husband,” you said, exaggerating the last word, “but I’m not spending the rest of my reception worrying about cum soaking through my underwear.” you reached for some toilet paper, “hold my skirts up please.” “Allow me,” Ben laughed, dutifully taking the toilet paper from your hand and squatting down to help clean up his mess as you rucked up your skirts again.