#bless her heart but i knew the bride's mom was gonna tell me she was glad i looked feminine and i was right lollll

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Going to attempt to find a suit jacket in one day (teenage boy size because I am wee)

[wishuhadstayed]

Yours

Pairing: Aaron Hotchner x reader

Word Count: 2.9k 😳

Summary: Aaron and reader get married 🥺 Part 6 to Begin Again

Warnings: None, although I did make myself cry on several occasions

Author’s Note: it’s wedding time, folks. A thought both @yes-sir-hotchner and I had. (We share the same brain cell 😂) Inspired by a post from the wonderful @agenthotchner.

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It had been just a few short months since Aaron’s surprise proposal, after which the two of you had made a mutual decision to get married as soon as possible. The team had been delighted by the news, Penelope immediately jumping into full maid of honor mode. Rossi, being the most caring and generous friend out there, had insisted on taking care of everything and wouldn’t take no for an answer; even going so far as to offer his house for the venue.

Sitting in a luxurious upstairs room of the Rossi home, and being doted upon by your friends, you couldn’t help but feel a little like a princess for the first time since you couldn’t remember when. The day was finally here that you officially got to spend forever with the man of your dreams. Even after all this time, sometimes it still felt too good to be true.

Gazing out an open window, you could see backyard where the ceremony was to be held in just a few short hours and your heart began to race. You were snapped back to the present moment by the sound of your best friend’s voice.

“Earth to Y/N! Come in, Y/N!” She said, waving her hands in front of your face.

“I’m sorry, I got distracted. What was the question?”

“Your lipstick hon, what color?”

“Whatever color you think is best, Penny. I trust you to make me look beautiful.”

“You always look beautiful,” chimes in a voice from across the room.

“Thank you, Emily.”

Penelope finished off your makeup with waterproof mascara and JJ stepped in to put the final touches on your hair with delicate pearl hairpins.

As the hours passed and the final preparations were made, you could feel the nerves building.

Penelope, Emily, and JJ all helped you into your dress; a beautiful white gown with off the shoulder lace sleeves, a fitted lace covered bodice, and lace trim around the bottom of the full skirt. You were truly a sight to behold. Buttoning up the back of the gown, JJ asks, “You’ve been pretty quiet, Y/N. Is everything okay?”

“It’s just nerves, I think.” you reply. “I’d really like to see Aaron.”

“See Aaron before the wedding?” Penelope interjects, “You can’t! It’s bad luck!”

You knew there was no arguing with her and your spirits sank a little, disappointment written all over your face.

“What if we got Jack instead?” Offers JJ. “Would that help?”

Thinking it over, you give a small smile and a nod. “Yes, I think I’d like that. Thank you, JJ.”

“I’ll call Morgan and have them come up.”

Five minutes later, a knock at the door.

“I’ll get it,” you say, opening it before anyone can protest.

There stands Derek Morgan with the boy you’ve come to love as your own.

“You look amazing,” says Morgan taking in the sight of you with wide eyes. “Hotch is a lucky man.”

“Thank you, Derek.” You reply, giving him a tight hug. Pulling back and taking him by the hand, you make a request. “Will you tell him that I love him, and that I’ll see him soon?”

“Anything for you, lovely,” he says with a playful grin.

“You’re a good friend, Derek.”

With that, he retreats back downstairs to deliver your message, leaving Jack with you. Just having him there was already soothing your frayed nerves. Ushering him inside you ask, “How’s my handsome ring bearer? You’re not nervous are you?”

“No! I’m gonna do a great job, I promise! You look real pretty, just like a princess.”

“You are so sweet, little man. I know you’ll do amazing.”

“Y/N?”

“What is it, Jack?” You inquire, kneeling down to his level.

“Can I call you mom now?”

The question took you quite by surprise, causing tears to well up in your eyes.

“Do you want to?”

“Yeah, if it’s okay with you. I miss having a mom.”

Those few words are enough to break the dam and tears began to stream as you pulled the boy in for a hug. “Of course it’s okay with me.” you manage to choke out.

“Mom! Mom!” Jack squeaks.

“Yeah buddy?”

“You’re squeezing me too hard, I can’t breathe.”

Loosening your grip, you apologize.

“Don’t cry, everything’s gonna be okay,” Jack says reassuringly. Man, he is so much like his father.

“I’m crying because I’m happy, Jack. I just love you and your dad so much.”

“I love you too, Mama.”

“I hate to break up this sweet family moment,” Penelope cuts in, “But it’s almost time to get this show on the road. Jack I’ll take you back down to your dad.” Handing you a tissue, she makes her exit.

Emily and JJ sweep the room making sure nothing is left behind. “We’ve got to go,” says JJ, grabbing Emily by the arm and making her way to the door. “You look perfect, Rossi should be up soon. Love you.”

Sitting down for a moment, you gently pat your eyes dry. At least your mascara held up. In the quiet it finally began to sink in how all your wildest dreams were coming to life right before you eyes.

When the door opened again, there was Dave. Handing over your bouquet of pink roses he asks, “You ready for this, kid?”

“Absolutely,” you reply with a childlike grin.

He offers his arm and you rest your hand in the crook of his elbow, infinitely grateful for the fatherly presence.

“Then let’s get this party started.”

As the two of you arrived downstairs at the back door, you hear the processional music already playing. Luckily you had made it just in time for Rossi to give Jack his official ring-bearing instructions.

“Alright Jack. You know what to do. Just walk straight down to the end and give the rings to Derek. Then you can sit down with your Aunt Jess, okay?”

“Got it,” says Jack, giving a thumbs up.

“Go get ‘em kid,” Rossi encourages, opening the door.

Now it’s just the two of you left indoors. Rossi watches until Jack finishes his assigned duty and makes his way back to you as the music changes.

“That’s our cue,” he states, once again offering his arm.

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Aaron hadn’t been nervous at all until that moment. When the music changed and the guests stood in preparation for your entrance, his hands began to shake.

“You alright, man?” Morgan inquires.

“Yeah, I’m just ready to have Y/N by my side.”

Just as he turned back from the short conversation, the double doors swung open and you made your entrance.

With the first glimpse of your radiant smile, he was immediately overwhelmed with emotion and moved to tears. Only somewhat managing to regain his composure, he took in every detail as you approached. The delicate lace of your gown, the afternoon sun making a halo of light on his own personal angel. A bouquet of perfect pink roses, just like the ones he had given you after your rudely interrupted second date. Time seemed to slow down, the walk that was in reality only a couple of minutes stretched into ages as he longed to have you near.

Then when your eyes finally met his with a look of pure love, all was right with the world.

At the end of the aisle, Rossi turns to you with one simple request.

“Take good care of our man.”

“I will,” you promise, giving the older man a kiss on the cheek before joining Aaron at the altar. Producing a handkerchief, you gently dried the remaining tears from his ever handsome face.

“Hey You,” he intones softly, hand grazing the side of your face. “I’ve been waiting for you.”

The rest of the world seems to fade away as the minister begins the service and the two of you are lost in each other’s eyes.

“The couple have chosen to write their own vows,” the minister states, snapping you both back to attention. “Y/N?”

Softly clearing your throat and looking deep into Aaron’s warm brown eyes, you begin.

“Aaron, If someone had told me over a year ago that I would be marrying a man that I met on a blind date set up by my best friend, I would have said that they were crazy. I had all but given up on finding true love. I went anyway. And everyday since, I thank God that I did. If it hadn’t been for that blind date, I would have never met the love of my life. I would have never met the most amazing group of friends that turned into family, who are standing by our sides even now. I would have never gained the most wonderful, loving little boy who I now get the privilege of calling my son. I promise that I will love both of you always. I promise that I will always be there, no matter how difficult the road becomes. And if you must venture into the darkness, I promise to always bring you back to the light”

Sniffling back tears, and taking a moment to gather his thoughts, Aaron speaks.

“Y/N, the long road that led me to you was full of heartache. When I met you, all of that changed for the better. Everyone says that I’m lucky to have you, but to be honest, I don’t feel lucky. I feel blessed. Every day with you is a blessing and a gift. There’s not a day that I’m not thankful for every pain and every heartache that I’ve been through, because without that journey, I would never have made it here to you. I’m not sure how it’s possible, but I fall a little more in love with you every day. When I’m finished with a long case, your arms feel like home. You’re the comfort for my weary soul when the world gets rough. I promise to spend the rest of my days loving you and hoping that it amounts to even a fraction of what you’ve shown to me.”

When you both looked up, there wasn’t a dry eye in the house.

Morgan hands Aaron the velvet pillow and you quickly exchange rings, suddenly anxious for the upcoming part of the ceremony.

The voice of the minister rings out once again.

“By the power vested in me by the state of Virginia, I now pronounce you husband and wife! Aaron, you may kiss your bride.”

Cheers rang out from the crowd as he pulled you in for a long, warm kiss. Probably too long for a wedding, but with the heart-stopping heat that clouded your minds, neither of you cared much.

As you come up for air, Aaron literally sweeps you off your feet, carrying you to the reception area. As you wait for the guests to make their way over, it finally sinks in. You’re finally married to your one true love.

As soon as the guests are all seated, dinner is served. Then before you could even blink, it’s time for speeches. Penelope taps her glass with a fork, capturing the attention of the room.

“We are gathered here today to celebrate two of our favorite people on the joyous occasion of their marriage. I would like to remind everyone that this is all my doing. If I hadn’t taken the liberty of setting these two sweet little lovebirds up on a blind date, we probably wouldn’t be here today. You’re welcome,” she says turning to face the two of you. “But in all seriousness, I think I speak for everyone when I say that we wish you a lifetime of love and happiness.”

Handing the mic over to Rossi, Penelope is seated.

“Where do I start?” He laughs. “I’ve known Aaron probably longer than anyone here. He’s always been more than just a good man. He is a loyal friend, and a great dad for Jack. If anyone in the world deserves true happiness, it’s this guy,” he says, placing a hand your husband’s shoulder. “We’ve seen your relationship with Y/N flourish and come to love her as one of our own. I can confidently say that she will a loving mother, and a caring, patient wife. I wish every blessing for the both of you from this moment forward.”

Rising from your seats to hug your two friends, you’re reminded by Penelope that’s time for your first dance. Taking you gently by the hand, Aaron leads you to the middle of the empty dance floor. With everyone watching your heart begins to race until Aaron pulls you close. The nerves melt away as you rest your head on his chest and his arms circle your waist. The two of you sway softly as the music begins:

We could leave the Christmas lights up ‘til January

This is our place, we make the rules

And there’s a dazzling haze, a mysterious way about you, dear

Have I known you 20 seconds, or 20 years?

As the song goes continues and you look into his eyes so full of love, you can’t help but sing along.

Can I go where you go?

Can we always be this close

Forever and ever?

Take me out, and take me home.

You’re my, my, my, my.... Lover.

Listening to the words you’re singing, he can’t help but fall in love all over.

My heart’s been borrowed and your has been blue

All’s well that ends well to end up with you

Swear to be overdramtic and true to my.... Lover

You pour you heart out in song, desperately hoping that Aaron knows how much you mean every word. He does. The sincerity is written all over your lovely face.

As the music slowly winds down, the guest begin to join the two of you on the dance floor.

Tapping Aaron on the shoulder, Rossi cuts in for his turn. You manage to dance with everyone, even Reid, reluctant though he may be. The whole team was having a great time, laughing and dancing when Penelope had to slip back into maid of honor mode. Grabbing both you and Aaron by the wrist she all but drags you to the table.

Approaching the cake, you grab the slicer with your right hand. Pressing closely against your back and giving you a soft kiss on the cheek, Aaron covers your hand with his. After cutting two small slices, you turn to face each other. Taking a piece in hand you raise it to Aaron and he opens his mouth just before you smear it across his unsuspecting face.

Closing his eyes and trying hard not to laugh, he responds.

“Oh so that’s how it’s gonna be, huh?”

“Yep!” you tease gleefully. “What are you gonna do about it, Mister?”

“This!” He exclaims, returning the favor and smashing the cake in your face.

“Really should have seen that one coming,” you muse.

“Yeah you should have.”

At that moment he pulls you close, pressing his soft lips to yours for the sweetest kiss ever known to mankind and the room burts into a fresh round of cheers.

The two of you scurried off to get cleaned up, and when you make your return, Penelope is waiting with your next task. A car is waiting to take you to the airport for your honeymoon. It’s time to go.

You make your rounds saying goodbye as everyone makes their way out for your final exit. One last song comes on as you make your way out and Aaron holds you close, singing in his perfect deep voice as you stroll through thrown confetti:

I was a boat stuck in a bottle

That never got the chance to touch the sea

But I came to life when I first kissed you

The best me has his arms around you

You make me better than I was before

Thank God I’m yours

The worst me is just a long gone memory

You put a new heartbeat inside of me

You make me better than I was before

Thank God I’m yours

By the time you made it to car and sat down you were in tears for probably the tenth time that night, you’d lost count.

The car was just about to pull away when Emily sprinted up to the door. Leaning down, she spoke to both of you.

“Hey you crazy kids, have fun! And remember, don’t do anything I wouldn’t do!”

“Emily there’s nothing you wouldn’t do,” returns Aaron, catching you by surprise.

“Exactly,” she replies, slamming the door and slapping the roof of the car. You could have sworn you saw a wink.

As the car pulls away, the two of you get your first truly private moment of the night to process what just happened.

Snuggled close to Aaron’s left side, your head rests on his chest and his left arm drapes around your shoulder.

“We’re married,” you state, reaching to touch the gold band on his left ring finger.

“Yes we are,” he whispers, softly pressing a kiss to your temple.

“You’re my husband,”

“Uh huh,” he agrees, gently stroking your hair.

Looking up into his gorgeous face you confess once more, “I love you, Aaron Hotchner.”

After a slight pause, he replies with a smirk,

“I love you more.... Mrs. Hotchner.”

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Peace Like A River - Epilogue

A Gwilym Lee x Reader Story

Summary: Reader has found her peace in Gwilym. Violet shares how much it means to her on a special day.

Word Count: 1.6K

Tag List: @psychosupernatural @someone-get-a-medic, @bensrhapsody, @deakyclicks, @crazylittlethingcalledobsession, @minigranger, @simmisblog, @assembledherethevolunteers, @lookuptotheskiesandsee, @readinghorn, @riddikuluslypotter, @doingalrightt, @misslolasworld, @lemurian-starship, @ravenedges-lies, @painkiller80, @imgonnabeyourslave, @crazyweirdocalledfriday, @ixchel-9275, @sincerelygmg, @lv7867, @unicorn-princess-1999, @delilahmay39, @chlobo6, @dragon-out-of-water, @radio-hoo-ha, @agentmalfoy24601, @thigh-your-mother-down

A/N: Here is the super sappy promised epilogue! Y’all it is GUSHY but after such a wild ride, I thought they all deserved some pure love lol. Thank you all so much for the love you’ve shown this story. I had so much fun writing it and seeing how all of you reacted to the twists and turns. Please enjoy the last part of Peace Like a River :)

Part I  Part II  Part III  Part IV  Part V  Part VI  Part VII  Part VIII  Part IX  Part X  Part XI

Epilogue here we go!!!

You twisted one last curl around Violet’s face and pinned it carefully to the back of her head. She smiled at her reflection in the mirror. She was so beautiful, and you could see the excitement in her eyes. You leaned over her shoulder and kissed her cheek.

“Are you nervous at all?” you wondered.

She shook her head. “No. Jamie is it for me. I know it.”

You grinned. “I’m so happy for you, baby. I just can’t believe you’re getting married.”

“Mom,” she groaned with a roll of her eyes, but she was still smiling. “I know I’ll always be your baby.”

“Yes, you will,” you assured her, giving her another small squeeze.

“Mom, I need to tell you something,” she said seriously. “Before the others get here.”

“The others” you knew referred to her younger siblings - Sybil, Olivia, and Tom. Your brow furrowed. What could she not say to them?

“What is it?” you asked.

“I was in New York for that conference - about a month ago - and I...well, I met up with Henry.”

You blinked and stepped back. “How did it go?”

She looked at her hands folded neatly on her lap. “Not great. Especially not after I told him about Dad.”

After you and Gwilym were married, he adopted Violet officially. Only then did you give her her father’s last name, Lee. You could imagine Henry hadn’t taken that well.

You knelt down in front of her and took her hands.

“Did he hurt you?” you asked, heart rate quickening with worry.

“No,” she said, trying to smile but it came out as more of a grimace. “No, not physically. He just yelled at me for a bit. It was frightening, for sure, but I just walked away.”

“Do you regret going?”

“No,” she repeated. “I was always curious about him. Now I know.”

“Do you want to tell your dad?” you wondered.

“Not today,” she said. “But at some point, I will. It made me realize how grateful I am for him. I’ve always loved him, but that whole encounter just...made it abundantly clear why.”

“The best thing to do now is forget him,” you said. “You have a wonderful father who loves you very much.”

“I know,” she returned, smiling in earnest now. “I know I do.”

Just then, Gwilym appeared in the doorway with Sybil and Olivia. They both gasped when they saw Violet and immediately began gushing about how great she looked. She beamed at her little sisters and embraced them excitedly. Gwilym stood frozen, eyes wide and mouth slightly parted. You chuckled and slipped an arm around his waist.

“Shocked?” you questioned.

He nodded stiffly. “I can’t believe that’s our little girl.”

“I know,” you agreed. 

“I mean, I still remember her with whipped cream on her face and saying Merry Breakfast,” he said. “That feels like it was yesterday.”

“To me too,” you said. “But she’s not a little girl anymore.”

“No, she’s not,” he said. “She’s about to make Jamie the luckiest man in the world. Second to me, anyway.”

You giggled and kissed him on the cheek. Violet finally shook off her sisters and approached you and Gwilym. As she looked at him, you saw her eyes shining with tears. He wrapped her up in his arms.

“Scared, love?” he asked.

She shook her head. “No, I just love you so much.”

“Aw, I love you too, sweet girl,” he returned. “Are you ready? Jamie’s waiting for you.”

She took a deep breath and grinned. “I’m ready.”

Tom was a groomsman, so he was with Jamie. He was waiting to walk Sybil and Olivia down the aisle first. Then you and Gwilym would follow with Violet. She had insisted on you both giving her away for equality’s sake. You waited with her at the front of the aisle and you saw her squeeze Gwilym’s arm. The music changed and it was time for the bride to make her way to the groom.

The ceremony was beautiful. You cried through their vows - which Jamie and Violet had written themselves. Gwilym actually held up very well. You could see how happy he was for them. But he didn’t cry. He did put his arm around you to comfort you.

As the happy couple made their way back down the aisle as husband and wife, you leaned into Gwilym. He pressed his lips to your temple and whispered how much he loved you, exactly as he had done on your own wedding day. You closed your eyes and just let him hold you for a moment, taking you back to that time.

The reception hall was lovely. It was simple, with just a few lights scattered around to create a soft, warm glow. After pictures were over, you all settled at the head table with the bride and groom. Violet was absolutely glowing. She gave Jamie a sweet kiss and then she stood up, clinking a fork against her champagne glass. The room quieted and turned eyes on her.

“Thank you, everyone, for being here on this special day,” she began. “I feel so blessed to have so many friends and family who care for me and Jamie. We are truly grateful.”

She paused and took a deep breath.

“I wanted to say a few things before we get too far into the reception,” she said. “Some things that have been weighing on my heart in the days before my wedding.” She turned toward you and Gwilym. “Mom, Dad, as I thought about marriage, I realized I was ready because of the example you set. Watching you two instilled in me tools for navigating a partnership that have been fundamental in my relationship with Jamie, and will continue as the pillars of our marriage. Things like respect, understanding, open-mindedness, and most importantly unconditional love. I knew Jamie was the one for me because I recognized these qualities in him. Qualities I’d seen from the two people I admire most in the world.”

She took a sip of champagne.

“Gotta drink before this part because it’s about to get emotional,” she joked, and everyone chuckled.

“Mom,” she said, meeting your eyes. “To me, you’ve always been strength. You have survived so much, and you went through a literal hell for me. And yet, you never made me feel unwanted or like a burden. You have taught me to demand respect for myself and to work hard for the things I want. You’ve taught me more about loving myself than I could even conceive of. And you’ve shown me the value of taking chances. You are my biggest cheerleader, confidant, and friend. You are my inspiration. I love you so much.”

She finished with a smile. Through watery eyes, you blew her a kiss. She met Gwilym’s gaze then, and you saw tears spring to her eyes.

“Dad,” she said shakily, and she had to swallow the lump in her throat. “This is gonna be hard, but I promise I’m really happy.”

He laughed and smiled warmly at her. She cleared her throat.

“Dad,” she began again, stronger this time. “I don’t remember it, but I’ve been told the story of how I chose you my whole life. One day, I called you ‘Daddy’ and since then, you just were. I love that story, and I think it’s so incredible that I selected you out of all the men in the world to be that for me. But, um…” she trailed off, her bottom lip quivering. “But you chose me too. Lots of men would have run screaming from everything that Mom and I meant. But you stayed, when you had every reason to step back. No one would have blamed you. But you didn’t. So yes, I chose you once. But you chose me and my mother over and over and over again. And you gave us all of you every single day.”

She sniffled and paused again. A tear slid down her cheek.

“You’ve shown me what a good man looks like,” she choked out. “You’ve shown me what a good father looks like. You’ve shown me what love looks like. Thank you for choosing us.”

You looked over at Gwilym and saw tears flowing down his face. He was trying to wipe them away, but quickly decided it wasn’t worth it. He got up and reached his daughter in two strides, completely engulfing her in his embrace. You saw her shoulders shake with a sob as she beamed up at him, no longer bothering to hold back her tears either. You watched them together and felt like your heart was breaking and also dancing around inside your chest. 

Gwilym held Violet tight. He was overwhelmed with affection for her in this moment, though he never thought it possible to love her any more than he already did.

“I love you, my girl,” he whispered. “I will always choose you.”

She laughed through another sob and kissed his wet cheek. “I love you too, Dad.”

They made it through and finally, Jamie took Violet’s hand and led her out to the dance floor for their first dance. They’d actually gotten lessons to dance a foxtrot to Queen’s “You’re My Best Friend.” You looked at Gwilym, still dabbing your eyes.

“I can’t believe she did that,” he sighed. 

“I know, she got us good, huh?” you teased.

He laughed. “Look how happy she is.”

“We did okay with her,” you said, leaning on his shoulder.

“More than okay,” he replied. “She’s perfect.”

“Well done,” you told him. With a smile, you added, “Dear Friend.”

He kissed your forehead and smirked. “You as well, Dear Friend.”

Together, you watched your other children join Violet and Jamie on the floor. Your family was growing, and would continue to grow as each of them found their way in the world. You and Gwilym would always be there for them, providing a home, and showing them love. You were their peace, and they were yours.

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||Voice of Treason|| Chapter 8

[DABI X OC]

Summary: Hanako Yamada is tired of living in her brother’s shadow, so when an old friend comes back into her life, she can’t help but take a chance and make a new name for herself alongside the League of Villains.

Chapter: | Masterlist |

A/N: Hello friends! Here is another chapter. I’m gonna be honest l didnt even know where this was going to go when I started this chapter but this seemed like the only possible ending. Don’t hate me please! I promise that things will get bette just bear with me! I honestly don’t know if anyone is reading this but I have dreams lol

Please please please like and comment because I would really enjoy some feedback on this.

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It was silent on what was supposed to be a battlefield. The only thing heard was the crunch of rubble under the boots of failed heroes. Concerned glances were shared between comrades as they struggled to figure out what had just happened. All Might was the first to break the silence.

“Woods, Mt. Lady. Search the building. Bring me anything you think would assist in finding their new location.” The young Pros nodded and headed off to gather intel.

“Endeavor. Do you have any idea who that boy was who stood with Hana? He seemed to know you and Hana mimicked you. Is there anything you want to share?” All Might crossed his arms infront of his chest. Endeavor was still in shock and was completely zoned out into the distance as every memory from that cursed day hit him at once.

“Hey dad, I need to talk to you about something. I need your advice.” A baby faced, fresh out of UA Touya Todoroki stood infront of his fathers desk. He was busy filling out papers from that days incident and he was already irritated. He glanced up at his son and gave him a look that said ‘go on’.

“Okay well you see, um, I have been dating Hana for a while now and I think, um, I think I want to-“

“Break up with her? Good idea son. I fully support it.” Enji cut his son off without even looking up. He had never really supported Touya and Hana because he would have preferred his son to marry a girl with a powerful quirk. Make the Todoroki name proud with strong grandchildren that could surpass him one day.

“Oh my god again with this bullshit?! No I am not breaking up with her dad. You know what never mind. I was gonna get your blessing but never fucking mind.” Touya pinched the bridge of his nose before throwing his hand away and shoving it in his pocket to match his other hand.

Enji looked up from his papers to see a very frustrated Touya. “That harlot doesn’t deserve you son. You could do so much better! Her quirk is weak and your children would be useless. You need to focus on the important task at hand. Becoming the number one hero.” He stood from his desk and slowly made his way around the edge of it. When he reached the center of it he leaned back to sit on it and crossed his arms over his chest in an attempt to intimidate his son.

Touya’s face became so flushed with anger that his face was almost the same shade of red as his hair. Endeavor was right infront of him now and he was pissed. How dare he talk about his beloved that way? He didn’t give a shit about becoming number one, he just wanted to be with the woman he loved.

“Fuck you. I’m not ending anything with Hana. I love her and you’re just gonna have to deal with it.” Touya pulled his hands out of his pockets to prevent his pants from catching fire. He was extremely close to setting off his quirk and he was gonna lose it if another asshole remark came out of his father’s mouth.

“Have you really not learned a single thing from me? You’re an idiot Touya. You don’t love her she’s just a distraction and you need to end it.” Enji stood his ground and he wasn’t going to let this relationship slide any longer. He had already found a suitable bride for his son he just need to get him to end it with Hana.

“No she isn’t! You wouldn’t know shit about love. I don’t think you love mom, or literally any of your children! You’re just a fucking sperm donor to this family. I’m gonna ask Hana to marry me and nothing’s gonna stop me.” Touyas hand lit aflame he pointed an accusatory finger at his father. He was practically boiling with anger and he was sick of this bullshit.

“No son of mine will ever marry trash like Hanako Yamada! You’re forbidden.” Enji scoffed at his sons ignorance and that just made Touya angrier. This conversation was over and he was leaving.

“You can’t stop me from doing shit. I’m marrying her. I knew getting your blessing was bullshit. Goodbye.” Touya turned and went to leave but he didn’t even make it two steps before a ball of hellflame blasted him into the large oak door. He feel to his knees and rushed to his feet and raised his arms in an X to attempt to block the blow he knew was coming.

Endeavor didn’t throw a punch like he usually did, instead he grabbed both of Touya’s forearms. Hellfire licked its way up Touya’s jacket sleeves, burning the clothing and the flesh underneath. Touya screamed out in pain as his flesh surely scarred, he threw his head to the side so he wouldn’t have to look at his father while silent tears slipped down his cheeks.

“Don’t you DARE walk away from me ever again. I won’t tolerate behavior like this and you’ll be punsished for it. By the time I’m done with you, you’ll be trash just like her and then she won’t even want you. Look at me! Do you hear me?!” Endeavor let go of one of Touya’s arms to grab his chin and forced him to look at him. The flesh of his cheeks burned under the heat of his dim hellflame. More tears poured down Touya’s cheeks as he tried to swallow his sobs.

“Hero’s don’t cry. You’re pathetic. Just like her.” Enji removed his hand from Touya’s chin so that he could place his pointer and pinky fingers directly under Touya’s eyes, burning away the tears and flesh. Touya was brutally scarred both mentally and physically. Touya blasted Endeavor back with the arm he let go of and he ran from the office, and he ran from the house and then he ran a little further from the town he used to call home. He ran from Hana, and he ran from his past self because now he was scarred, and ugly, and he was a monster.

Enji was the reason his son looked like that and he was the reason why they had a funeral because he didn’t think Touya would survive those injuries. He was the reason why his son dissappeared for two years. He was the reason why his son became a villain because he didn’t want him to marry the girl he loved. This was all his fault.

“Endeavor? Endeavor? Enji!” All Might’s voice shook him from his memory. He was dazed and confused and now extremely upset with himself. He shook his head in an an attempt to shake away the thoughts.

“I’m sorry what?” Endeavor turned to look at a very concerned All Might.

“I asked you a question. Do you know the boy who was with Hana? We need to confirm his identity but no one is sure.” All Might still stood with his arms crossed against his chest. Before Enji could respond, Kamui Woods and Mt. Lady approached them with two peices of paper in hand.

“They didn’t leave anything behind. But we did find these on one of the beds up stairs.” My. Lady handed over the papers to All Might.

“All Might! Did you find anything in the building?” Eraserhead seemed to have appeared out of nowhere and behind him trailed a very numb Present Mic. His face was flushed from crying and he honestly looked like shit but who can blame him, his sister was gone. He was extremely zoned out and wasn’t paying attention at all.

“Woods and Mt. Lady found these letters. I was about to read them.” Eraserhead nodded to the man and he began to read the first letter.

“Sorry not sorry,

If you’re reading this you now know that I am no longer Hanako Yamada, but I am the Sound Villain Decible. Which is really cool and you can’t say it’s not because it is. Anyway, sorry for the scare but honestly I have been so much happier in the last year than I ever was. Surprise but it turns out that Touya isn’t dead! I’m literally so fucking happy with him and I just wanted you guys to know that I am safe and sound. And Bakugou is too. He’s not as bad as everyone thinks he is but he will be a very valuable asset to the League.

Bye forever, talk to you never 🖤

Decible”

“Well at least there’s something for family, and if we know anything about Hana, she’s gonna keep Bakugou safe.” Mt. Lady sighed deeply knowing that Mic was struggling to keep his composure.

“You’re right. And now we know that this ‘Dabi’ character’s name might be Touya. Here’s the next note.”

“Fuck you Endeavor,

Long time no talk. I heard you declared me dead but hey guess what, I’m still alive. I’m coming for you old man and guess what, I’m gonna fucking do it. I’m gonna do the thing you hated most. I’m finally gonna ask her and it’s gonna be amazing. I love her with all my heart. I hope you have a shitty life and that you vividly remember the pain you caused me. You’re the reason I look like this and I can’t wait to see the news report on “Pro-Hero Endeavor is abusive according to family and he brutally scarred his son so badly he became a villain.” I can’t wait to see you dig yourself out of this hole. Say hi to mom for me and tell my siblings I’m living my best life.

Once again fuck you,

Dabi”

Endeavor sighed and ran both of his hands down his face before putting them on his hips. He turned on his heel to face away from the other pros. He had hoped that he had covered up his mistake by declaring him dead but that would have been too easy. Now this was just the beginning of shit show that Enji was going to have to go through because of his mistake. Everything was at stake and he was going to have to pay the consequences.

“Endeavor, I wasn’t going to say anything but this letter confirms it. Dabi is Touya Todoroki isn’t he?” Kamui Woods spoke up from behind him. Kamui had his suspicions from the first letter but now he knew the truth. He had know Touya from school and now that he knew his father was the reason for his disappearance, he wanted justice for Touya. He was the reason why Touya became the Villain Dabi.

Endeavor turned halfway to look at the young pro before let out a deep breath. “Sadly, yes...” Endeavor pinched the bridge of his nose in frustration. He still couldn’t believe what had just unfolded infront of him. His son Touya was still alive, he was a villain, and he was still going to marry Hana. Honestly, it was the worst news he had ever received.

“In this letter he claims you were the one to brutally scar him, is that true? He also said he was finally gonna do it, the thing you hated most? What is that?” All Might folded the letter up for safe keeping in case Endeavor tried to get it.

“The scars were... an accident. He wouldn’t listen to me! He- he was just soooo persistent on asking that disgrace to marry him and I was completely against it. He didn’t care and claimed it was love. I thought it was foolish and a distraction.” Endeavor was slowing getting frustrated as he thought of the past memory. His flame got hotter and brighter in response.

“You can’t brutally scar someone on accident. How do we know you didn’t do it on purpose.” Shoto Aizawa spoke up. Something wasn’t sitting right with him and he wanted to know the real truth.

“I was doing what was best for him! If he married her he would never become number one!” Endeavor glared at the pro who had started crossing a line.

“How would you know? He never even got the chance. You can’t punish a child for loving something, that’s just cruel.” Aizawa was glaring at Enji with a burning hatred. He knew that if he pushed his buttons hard enough, he would confess.

“He didn’t love her! It was lust. It was a distraction that lasted too long. I should have ended it from the beginning but he was persistent and refused. It was infuriating.” The heat of Endeavor’s flame continued to rise. Anger was boiling in his stomach.

“Why did you want him to end it so badly? Were you going to force him into a loveless quirk marriage like you did? When you told him and he refused, he disobeyed your orders so you punished him for standing up for his own happiness, didn’t you?” Aizawa struck a cord and he knew it. His quirk was activated in a flash and dodged to the side catching Enji’s fist in his scarf.

“Did I get it right?” Aizawa had gotten his proof. It was a confession but it was enough. He had witnesses and letters as evidence.

Endeavor was about to explode he was so angry. “I did what was best for him! I am his father and I know what’s best for him and marrying that bitch was not what was best! This is all her fucking fault! She corrupted my son and she’s gonna pay!!!”

“Enji Todoroki, you’re under arrest for domestic abuse, child abuse, and attempted murder. Anything you say can and will be held against you.”

[all-sortsa-stuff]

A new start, part 16

Pairing: Chris Evans x Reader

Word Count: 3350

Warning: Language, fluff

 Part 15

Chris got down on one knee, pulling a red velvet box from the pocket of his jacket.  “[Y/F/N] [Y/M/N] [Y/L/N], will you marry me?”

The sight of your boyfriend down on one knee with ring in hand had shocked you into silence while your mind was a flurry of thoughts.  One of which was utter screaming of excitement.  Chris was growing more nervous as the seconds ticked by and you stood there completely silent with your mouth hanging partially open.  His heart was pounding and his stomach was nearing the point of wanting to revisit all the good food he had just eaten.

“[Y/N]… baby?”  

“Oh my God, yes. Yes.  I’m sorry I just…”  You threw yourself at him, wrapping your arms around his neck, hugging him tightly.  Thankfully, he had braced for the impact or else you both would have tumbled to the floor.  Chris rose slowly wrapping his arms around you, lifting you to your feet with him.

“I was getting scared there for a moment.  You didn’t say a word…  I thought you were going to say no.”  When you pulled back to look him in the face, he could see the tears glistening in your eyes and the brightest smile he had ever seen on your face.

“I’m sorry!  I was just so… shocked.”  You kissed him passionately before kissing his cheeks and back to his lips.  It was impossible to contain your excitement.  “Chris I want to spend the rest of my life with you.  Of course it’s yes.”

“You have just made me the happiest man on earth.  Do you know that?”  His own eyes filled with tears as he held you.

“I guess I do now.  Oh my God, Chris we are getting married!” Laughing he nodded as you were unable to stop kissing him after you said it.

“Yes, baby we are.  I can’t wait.  Do you want to see your ring or should I just put it back in my pocket?” You were a total meatball, completely forgetting about the ring.  Truly, it did not even matter about the ring.  The promise is what meant the most to you, but you were rather curious now that he brought it up.

“Oh yes, the ring.  I was just so happy…”

“I know [Y/N], me too.” Pulling the box from behind you, Chris reopened it showing you the ring he had specially made for you months ago. Gasping you took the box from his hand. Inside sat one of the most beautiful rings you had ever seen.  It was an oval solitaire that sat in an antique rose gold setting.  It was not gaudy looking or too large, it was perfect.

“Chris it’s… perfect. I… it’s beautiful.”  He took the ring from the box and slipped it on your ring finger before kissing you softly.

“I’m so happy you liked it. It took me a while to decide what I wanted to give you.  I’ve had it for months working towards a perfect time to give it to you.”  Your eyes went wide in surprise as the word ‘months.’

“You have had it for how long?”  Chris laughed kissing your nose before leading you back to the table to sit.

“Yes months.  [Y/N], I have wanted to marry you probably longer than I should ever admit.  I may have told my mother that I was going to marry you someday, before we actually started dating.”  How were you supposed to respond to something like that?!?!  Glancing down at your finger, the ring sparkled in the candlelight.

“This doesn’t feel real. Is this real?  Or am I having some fantastic dream?”  His laugh was soft and rich.

“It’s real.  I have been stressing out for a while since I talked to your parents about it.”  It seemed tonight Chris was going to continue to drop all these lovely bombs of information on you.

“My parents?  You talked to my parents?”  

“I wanted to ask your father’s permission.  It felt right but he wanted them both to be there.  So I flew in for a day when you were in Canada.  Actually, the day before I came to see you.  I talked about it with your parents and then Jake.  I thought your brother should have a say too. Even though you say his opinion wouldn’t matter, I know deep down it would.”  He was right on that.  Jake was your annoying older brother, whom you had a typical sibling rivalry growing up, but as adults, you were close.  If Jake did not approve it would hurt.

“Wait… oh all this makes so much sense now.”  Chris raised a brow with a questioning look.  “My dad said he had your phone number and when I asked him how he changed the subject.  And that night we made up… my mom barged in demanding to see ‘it’.  She thought you came to propose.  Oh God my family is horrible at keeping secrets.  Remember that next time.”  The pair of you laughed as you sipped on your wine.

“I will try to remember that.”

The rest of dinner passed with excited talk of the future.  Sometime in the afternoon tomorrow, you were going to call both families to tell them.  Tonight you wanted to keep for the two of you and the promise of what the future would be as a married couple.  Dessert was delicious and completed the wonderful meal.  With the events of the evening, you were very much awake, feeling fabulous so it was not difficult to talk Chris into a walk around the city for a while. That only last around thirty minutes before paparazzi discovered you.  The sight of two Hollywood stars on a romantic stroll through Rome was not an opportunity they could refuse.  

By the time you ran back to the hotel and upstairs to your room you realized you your ring was in plain sight the whole time.  If any photographs were taken and it was noticed, no doubt there would be rumors of an engagement plastered on the font of magazines and all over the internet by morning.  “Shit… we need to tell everyone before they see it tomorrow.  My mother would never forgive me if she found out that way.”

Chris frowned as he sat on the edge of the bed.  “True. Same with my family.  I mean they all knew I was going to propose.  But it would be better coming from us that you actually said yes.”

Pulling your phone from your purse, you sat next to Chris and sent a FaceTime call through to your parents.  Your mother picked up after ten seconds or so.  “Well don’t you two look all fancy.  Such a pretty couple.  Yes Chris you are pretty you are just gonna have to deal with me sayin so.”

Your mother was a mess but Chris knew he would just have to agree with whatever she said now.  “Yes ma’am.”  

“Hey momma.  Is daddy around somewhere?”  Gini pursed her lips looking around.  

“Eli you here?  Baby girl is on the phone.”  Somewhere in the background your heard your father’s voice calling out.

“Yeah I’mma comin.”  A few moments later his face joined next to his wife’s in the screen.

“Heya sugar don’t you look pretty.  What’s going on?”  Your smile could not be contained.

“Not that you both don’t already have some idea, but Chris and I are getting married.”  The end of that statement had your voice raising an octave or two in your excitement.

Your parents’ faces lit up in their own excitement.  “Congratulations baby girl.  We are so happy.  It’s about time.”  

Your dad was not big on words but what he said would usually mean a lot.  Your mother on the other hand was nearly jumping out of her skin. “Oh my goodness, this is a blessed day! My girl is getting married.  You are going to be the most beautiful bride. And oh my, the babies!  Eli just think of all the pretty grandbabies we are going to have.”

“Mom… let’s get a wedding planned before you start talking about babies.”  Your cheeks were pink but you loved her excitement.

“Oh fine.  Weddin first.  Y’all thought about when you want to have it?  I mean a pretty spring weddin in May or so…”  There was no doubt in your mind that she would have the whole thing planned in a week if you let her.  Gini had probably been planning this since the day you born.

“Mom calm down, we have been engaged for all of an hour and a half.  We wanted to tell you before it comes out in media tomorrow.  Had a run in earlier with a few photographers, we just wanted to make sure everyone we love knows before the world knows.”

“Well fine.  When you get home we are gonna start plannin something.” Hearing your dad sigh, you knew he was just rolling his eyes.

“Gini leave them be for now. Let them go tell his family now. Can’t be takin up all their time.” Your mother started to pout but nodded before blowing you two a kiss.

“Fine, fine.  Go tell Chris’s family too.  So happy for you two.  Love you both.”  As you disconnected the call, you fell back on the bed.

“That woman can be tiring even from a different continent.”  The call to Chris’s family went a little easier.  They all expressed same sentiments.  Everyone was excited about the engagement and could not wait for the wedding.  The most important people were informed of the day’s events, and then it was just time for you and Chris.  It was late in Rome, for the rest of the night phones were turned to silent and the ‘do not disturb’ sign was hung on the door.  

   Chris promised you the day before he would not wake you up early for any reason.  It would be the first day you had the chance to sleep late in the last few weeks.  After the previous day’s events and with how late you stayed up afterwards you were exhausted.  He had kept his promise but an annoying buzzing sound that started somewhere across the room.  It would start for a minute or so before falling silent.  Then it would sound from the other side of the room moments later. Then it happened at the same time. It was enough that it pulled you from your sleep.  The curtains had been left partially open the night before so as you opened your eyes the bright light of the morning sun blinded you.  The buzzing noises continued as you rolled to look at the clock. It was almost ten in the morning though you felt like it should be closer to six in the morning with how tired you felt.

With your movements, Chris started to stir as well before mumbling.  “I thought we were sleeping in today.”  

“Yeah well I did too until whatever is buzzing started to go off.”  As if to prove your point, the buzzing started once more.

“Babe, that’s one of our phones.”  He lifted his head off the pillow to look at you with one eye open and his hair a mess. Groaning you slipped out of bed looking for one of your phones.  It was not an easy task as both of your clothes had been strewn everywhere in your haste to make love.  Your phone was found underneath the desk by the window.  As you picked it up it went off again with a call from your manager.

“Mike isn’t it like one AM there?  Why are you awake and calling me?”  Realizing you were standing in the window without clothes, you went to find your robe to slip into.

“Yes it is, but if you had told me you were engaged I would have been able to send some comment to Petra before I went to sleep.  Now I have been fielding calls for the better part of six hours.”  Of course, everyone would know now and you had forgotten to let Mike know, oops.  It must have been too much to ask to have this secret for even a little while.

“Mike, Chris asked me literally fourteen hours ago.  We wanted some time to ourselves before we had to tell the world.”  His heavy sigh was easily heard through the phone.  By this point Chris was sitting up in bed rubbing his face as he tried to wake up. Motioning quietly he asked if you wanted coffee.  Nodding as you tied your silk robe.

“Look I get it.  However, it was probably a bad idea then to go take a walk with that ring on your finger and the Italian paparazzi everywhere.  It’s all over the papers now.  Some are questioning if it is really an engagement.  Others are detailing how it happened. I just wish you could have shot me a text or something.  It would have made this a whole lot easier.  What do you want me to do?”  Knowing Mike right now, his blood pressure was up and his face all red from the stress and trying to keep this from truly exploding.

“Don’t worry about it. Let me and Chris deal with it tomorrow at the premiere.  We will lay low until then.  That sound alright?”  That sigh was heard again, as you could imagine him squeezing the bridge of his nose in frustration.

“Yeah do whatever you want. I will have Petra do up some vague press release just in case.  I swear you better tell me if you get pregnant.”  Laughing quietly you looked back to Chris.  

“Yes, Mike I will tell you if I get pregnant.  I promise.” Chris’s face lit up with the most beautiful smile.  The thought of his baby growing inside of you had him damn near giddy.  Ending the call, you smirked at him.  “What?”

“I like the idea of you having my baby.”  You crawled across the bed to steal a kiss.

“Good.  I like that idea too but AFTER the wedding.”  He laughed before holding you to him for another kiss.

“I know.  I still like the idea, though.”

 Originally, the plan had been that you were going to do more sightseeing and lunch with one of your former costars.  That plan was shot to hell, as there would be no way to get around the press at this point. You could see them from the window of the hotel room, looking like vultures ready to prey on whatever bit of information they could get.  Instead, you both planned a day in bed.  Room service and TV for the day until dinner that evening.  For dinner, you would see if you could sneak out for another romantic night or even just time to grab a pizza.  Both of you had to field phone calls and text messages for most of the day. Everyone wanted to know if it was true. Finally, you called Petra to have her issue a statement about it.  The story had blown up so quickly there was no way to slow it down until you either confirmed or denied it.

The statement was short and sweet, talking about how excited you both were to start the rest of your lives together and while you had wished it had waited to be announced to the world, you and Chris could not be happier. Dinner that night was you two hiding in the back of a restaurant that the hotel manager had recommended and said would allow you a quiet night.  The food was amazing and both of you stuffed yourselves silly.  You felt almost like a normal couple.

The second to last portion of the press tour started the next morning.  Many more of the same questions asked, as well as new ones about your engagement.  The whole world wanted to know details and see the beautiful ring Chris had chosen for you.  Towards the end of the day one of the reporters asked if the engagement was all for show and promotion of the film, considering it was announced just before the end of the tour.  As Chris sat beside you, you could feel his irritation rolling over him as he was about to speak you rested your hand on his.  He looked over at him and you smiled.

“If this was just for promoting the film, wouldn’t it have been smarter to announce it the first leg of the trip in L.A.?  I mean think of all the press that would have started then.”  The reporter gave a short nod before he was about to say something else, but you stopped him.  “If this was all for the promotion, I wouldn’t have a rather pissed off manager due to the fact that I had not shared the wonderful news with him first before the Italian paparazzi chased us down the street snapping pictures.  Plus, if I even thought of something like that my mother would make sure that I couldn’t sit down for a week, as she did not raise me to be someone who would try and drum up exposure and press by lying and deceit. Is that a good enough answer for you?”

Canting your head, you challenged him to try to press further with this line of questioning. Chris squeezed your hand with a grin on his face.  Not daring to ask anything further about that topic, the reporter stuttered out a few words before proceeding with his next line of questions.  The rest of the time in Rome was little different from the previous weeks.  It was the premiere, press junkets and more interviews.  In between, it was many more phone calls and text messages from what felt like every single person you knew.

London was no different. Though there the events were so pressed together there was barely time to eat or sleep let alone talk about anything else.  The night before you were supposed to fly back home Chris received a call from the producers of his upcoming film.  Due to a few unforeseen circumstances, they were going to have to push the start of filming until the middle of January.  Which left you two with almost three months of downtime together.  While Chris was disappointed that the film would have to be pushed back so far, you both were happy that you would have the time together.

On the plane ride from London to Boston, he had gotten quiet.  Quiet enough that you had asked him several times what was going on, but he blew it off as to thinking about the film.  However, to you it felt like more.  The fourth time you asked him he finally answered.

“I want to get married before filming starts in January.  Maybe like December 30th or something so we have a few weeks of honeymoon time some place alone and without the press breathing over our shoulders.”  It all fell out so quickly that it took a moment for your mind to register what he was actually saying.

“Chris… that is just over two months away…” He looked almost as nervous as he did when he proposed.

“I know, just hear me out.” He squeezed your hand before kissing the back of it.  “I don’t want to be without you.  I don’t want a drawn out engagement.  I love you and I want to be together.  Us making life decisions together and building our lives together as one. Choosing work based on our shared lives. I know it is a lot to plan… but we can do it.  It will be wonderful.  Your mom said she would help, I’m sure my mom would too.  [Y/N]… what do you think?”

You started to laugh which only made him more nervous.  It was kind of a hysterical type laughter as if you were losing your mind.  But you kissed him before leaning back in your seat. “I guess we are getting married in two months.  That sounds absolutely insane but, let’s do it!”

 (Part 17 to come)

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[thedepthsremember]

TRR 3.20 "A Warm Reception" what does that mean. does that mean FIRE i am on edge

I'm expecting it to go all nice and heartwarming, and then Anton shows up at the end. We shall see.

Officially longer than any other TRR book! We’re in uncharted territory now!

From what I saw from my roommate’s Liam playthrough, a lot of the carriage dialogue is mostly the same no matter who’s there, but, I do like this as a callback to awesome-storm Maxwell-Riley from the Homecoming ball, or Duke Whirlwind Dancemaster-Deluxe. With Maxwell, everyone keeps emphasizing how our lives together will be full of adventure and never be boring. ♥

You fools, take this chance to make out in the carriage! No! F O O L S 

Oh. Hello Ana! She’s got a new dress for us, of course. 

... Mehhhhh sorry not into that plasticy cutout look. Why do they keep doing that, it doesn't look like fabric. Sorry Ana, I’m gonna stick with what I've got. 

Maxwell says it doesn’t matter what Riley’s wearing, he and everyone else won’t be able to keep his eyes off her. :’) ♥ bro

Ana, a true friend (despite how I keep tossing out all her hard work) leaves us alone in the boutique. 

We are a storm... a hurricane… a mega punching robot... of love

sweet nervous boy. Riley literally said “I do” (well, ‘hell yeah’ in my case) and he’s still can’t help doubting a little. 

now makeouts?? nope, Madeline. Girl you are about to get stabbed. ANA, WHY DIDN’T YOU STOP HER, I’M SORRY, I’LL WEAR THE DAMN DRESS

(If we keep trying and then getting interrupted, only to finally succeed I will actually love that.)

Oooooo the reception hall is so pretty! Damn, they have really been outdoing themselves with the art lately. First the cathedral, now this. *__*

People coming up to tell us how we made them cry out our vows! Yessss tell us all about your tears! Our love is powerful, baby.

Took no screenshots of Hana’s parents so I can ignore that they came. 

NEVILLE?! WHAT THE F. RASHAD, DID YOU BRING HIM. DUDE. YOUR FRIEND IS SHITTY AND NO ONE LIKES HIM, STOP BRINGING HIM PLACES. 

You know, at the beginning of the tour we heard Neville wasn't even planning on coming to the wedding so I guess that's........ ssssomethingg..g..........…

like maybe he’ll get shot this time. aim better, assassins 

Anyway, better people now! Hello friends! 

Hana says we were like a fairytale! Even Drake is getting poetic. Liam sees how much we love each other. Maxwell has won the wife lottery. Excellent, so much love here. 

LMAO....... SAVANNAH EYEING BERTRAND LIKE, HUH.... MARRIAGE..... HOW BOUT..... THAT...…. :|

Me and Maxwell, poster children for impulsivity: YEAH, JUST DO IT JUST JUMP INTO MARRIAGE IT'S GREAT

Bertrand : *SWEATS BUCKETS* 

Hgnngggg I would stab a man for that wedding food right now. I picked Drake’s beef pork stew and oh my god...……. How do they always make it sound so good??? 

[pause to google feijoada recipe]

Time for toasts! Maxwell’s...….. awwww. ;___; 

He starts it as a Once Upon A Time story of how Riley was whisked away to love a prince, but her happy ending was swapped when she fell for the court jester instead. 

(Flashing back to the apple festival and Maxwell being excited to be jester. Good times.) 

My heart is bursting. I love our story too T_T 

Andddd he just blurts out about the hippo tattoo to everyone and covers it up with an awkward metaphor. That's a deeply Maxwell moment and I love it. ♥ 

Omg. Might regret it but I desperately want to hear Olivia's idea of a wedding toast.

EXCUSE YOU MADELINE, SCHEDULE SMEDULE. THE BRIDE DEMANDS TO HEAR EVERYONE RAPTURE ABOUT OUR LOVE

Olivia:  So soon after I met Riley I was like "I hate that bitch" Riley: a-awwww....thanks...…… 

I'M DEAD "LIFETIME ACHIEVEMENT" I WON OLIVIA’S RESPECT! :’D BEST DAY EVERRR

I mean we also got married but like. you get it. 

“As we say in Lythikos, you’re still alive, so drink!” never change. 

Liam: Aww...…. He tries but falls back on being super formal, referring to me as "Cordonia’s newest dutchess” and me “being a friend to Cordonia and [him]”

It's ok buddy, sneak out whenever you're ready. Hana and Drake can cover for you.

Hana: Hana wins the toast both for having the most insightful things to say, and also being LITERALLY THE ONLY ONE (besides Bertrand) TO TALK ABOUT MAXWELL. She also made me cry, so like, triple points. 😢 😭 I love her so muuuuch.

Drake: “I knew you were trouble when you walked innnn~” 

Those were some real nice things you said about me but YOU ARE THE BEST MAN. 

I know I'm great and we're all in love with me, but come on. 

Alright here’s Bertrand, he’s gotta talk about Maxwell. 

new big bro you will be NICE to your BROTHER or I STG

starting out rocky what with the “wow Maxwell made like so many mistakes” business. let him rest, it’s his day, good lord 

*snaps fingers in front of his face* BABS, FOCUS

OH. OH OKAY. HE TURNED IT AROUND. HE SAID HE LOVES HIS BROTHER IN FRONT OF EVERYONE. THE DANCING COMMENT AND EVERYTHING AND HE ADMITTED MAXWELL DOESN'T NEED TO GROW UP. I'M. OVERWHELMED. 

In which I will take any choice that turns Riley into a woo girl. And Kiara’s family continues to be my favorite. They’re coming over to Valtoria Revanasi all the time. 

After all that, my toast was … whelming. I did get my vows already, so I guess it’s whatever. 

First dance time! Aww this track is giving me HSS prom flashbacks. Michael I hope you're happy out there.

Apparently Maxwell picked the song, which can only mean he is a secret HSS fan. 

“Partners” is such a lovely title for these two. I've always loved the term, you're partners in crime, partners for life, but they're also dance partners.  

Number of times Maxwell has done the dip kiss: 4. This boy SMOOTH AS HECK. 

Bertrand is scandalized by our nonsense but Drake understands they should take what they can get.

(where are my boy’s damn jello shots) 

..... I think I just married Emperor Kuzco. 

Maxwell challenges Drake to a dance off, and holy shit Drake can dance. Or at least spin kick. I'm still fairly certain he has no sense of rhythm. 

....Drake did not dispute the best friend comment and I'm counting that as a win for Maxwell. 

time. for. CAKE????! 

Real life me is a little sad I don’t have cake. I do have fancy rice crispies from my friend’s coworker’s wedding. It’s no passionfruit cake tho :’( 

(they successfully distracted me from wait where’s Olivia with cake. How dare you take advantage of my short attention span.)

Maxwell and Riley have matching swords. I might cry. That's the best.

..... Incredibly tempting to fuck up and cut the table. But OUR CAKE ok doing this right. 

WHOA Bastien hello, where'd you come from.

Aww Madeline has pleased her goblin father.

Maxwell is so happy about the Cheetah cake SUCCESSSSSS [sneakily high fives Gladys]

[I hope Gladys gets cake. At least 3 slices for Gladys.]

Ooooh so Savannah and Drake's mom still came! She’s off taking care of Bertie. Bring forth the Walker matriarch, I wish to meet her. [ spoilers: we do not :( ]

Uh oh Savannah is pissed and I bet I know why~

Bertrand's only just noticed oh dear.

Savannahhhhhh pleeassssse. These two need to work on commutation so bad. I TOLD YOU TO BE DIRECT WITH THIS DUMBASS. YOU'RE STILL HINTING. 

Bride awkwardly hovers outside her own reception trying to get her fool friends to communicate AGAIN.

Like I'm pretty patient and Bertrand is family but oh my god I can't be there for everything

Riley is tired too, bless her. We could totally have snuck off with Maxwell at this point but no, here we are. 

Ok Riley's prize for taking the diamond option to help Bertrand one more time is that she gets to cause shenanigans. You know my girl loves a good shenanigan! 

Oh my god are we getting the band back together YESSSSS

Stop one: Drake. He knows Riley by this point and senses shenanigans a mile away. 

Drake: You don't need my permission, Savannah’s her own woman and all that.  Bertrand: But I'd like it. Drake: ok then FUCK NO. Bertrand: :’O

Bertrand making the shocked face is always funny. Same with his mad face. Really just Bertrand emoting = comedy gold.  

Drake fully won Maxwell's respect with the breakdancing, and he's won Riley's by realizing he has the power to make Bertrand do whatever he wants right now. 

Drake immediately regrets his abuse of power. Aaahaha ok, ease into it.

Somehow we talked Drake into singing. I'm just saying, this would have been so much easier with him last, when peer pressure was on the table.

Maxwell has been waiting for a moment like this moment his entire life, he'd pay to be part of this.

Liam would both do anything I asked and is always down for bromance time.

There is an option to panic and throw the bouquet at Neville. I have to try that at least once. But later. 

Man Riley should have demanded the boys reunite their quartet anyway. BEST WEDDING PRESENT EVERRRRR (after all their other gifts because those were actually really sweet)

Savannah: holy crap you're smiling  Bertrand: Well you make me happy so fukkin get used to it 

^Those are totally direct quotes. 

While I’m making other people happy - TIME FOR GIFTS! 

The book for Liam is a nice follow up to all his talk about how he wants to bring Cordonia peace. You’ve got faith that he can achieve his dreams! Aww.

Everyone else does surprised sprites but Drake is wary as ever. Smart dude.

Hana's gift............... Ok yeah let’s just...… move along. sigh. 

At least Riley succeeded through the roof with Maxwell’s gift, he was about to pass out with all the layers this gift has. Aww, that was so worth it. 

Honestly these were all kind of short. Meh. Maxwell’s was worth it, Liam’s was a nice second. 

Finally can we sneak off--??

MADELINE.............. I WILL STAB YOU WITH MAXWELL’S FANCY ACTION FIGURE, DON'T THINK I WON'T 

Time to see other friends! We go to Kiara first, which is good. I continue to be proud of her forever. 

Penelope is me at every party. Where are the dogs. I can people watch just fine next to the dogs.

HOOOOLY SHIT

DANIEL

D A N I E L

DANIEL IS HERE, TAKING SHOTS WITH LEO

What do you know :D I have friends! Well. One friend. And no family. They’re really determined to leave that open, huh. You know, I’m okay with it. 

Daniel, I admire your thrift, especially considering what it must have cost to come here on a waiter’s salary, but someone is definitely going to think you're here to serve food.

..... Whelp that came true immediately. Hey Regina. 

Leo goes off with him. I guess they're bros now! 

or .... well. I've seen the posts going around. Make this a trip to remember, Leo! ;) 

Awwww nice moment with Regina. Look how far we’ve come!  I've always liked her. She's a practical lady. 

GLADYS

GLADYS IS HERE TO LET US GET ALONE TIME, FINALLY. BLESS YOU GLADYS, I COULD KISS YOU but that’s for Maxwell 

Wait...... I'm getting suspicious. We're just. wandering away......… mmm :|

oh noOOOOOOOOOOooo--[all goes dark]

Aw mannnnnnnn Gladys D: Riley is never trusting anyone in this broke-ass country again. Remember how we kept talking about how in New York you can trust people to be upfront with their intentions???? 

[throws Daniel and Hana into a suitcase] COME ON MAXWELL, WE’RE MOVING BACK TO NEW YORK. 

IS THAT SOMEONE ANTON, GLADYS

:’((((((((((((

I’m so sad, I liked her. I hope we can still win her back to our side. She seemed so surprised every time we treated her decently, I think there’s a chance. She probably got into this plot before she got to know us. 

Things we know: 

Liam is the only LI who doesn’t meet you in the hedge maze if you’re his LI. On the one hand, getting the king to sneak out is a whole nother level, but also he’s likely to have a big part in next week’s plot. 

The poor guy is also still definitely in love with you, even if you softened the blow with the closure option. And he’s especially taking it hard if you’re with Drake. We’ll see how those things go together. 

Olivia disappeared! Before cake. For their plot to work, they still need her around to make her queen. She’s loyal to Liam no matter what, but I’m still holding out hope that befriending her or not is going to play a part whether that loyalty extends completely to you. 

She was also our strongest defense, what with all her knives and proclivity for stabbing. So Olivia is likely to be okay, but who knows if they will be. 

Do they have our friends? We didn’t see them after gifts. concern.

what do you think? 2 more chapters? Wrap up evil plots and then have good things, hopefully? or just keep adding chapters and then it doesn’t have to end hahaaaa 

[mezhane]

JUST MARRIED (...kinda)

PART 3

We were now all sitting at the table . Yixing and I were both sitting in front of each other and both sitting between our parents. Honestly, this little « family gathering » was more of an occasion for our parents to settle the arrangements. Yixing and I didn’t really have a word on it . I was really trying as hard as I can not to meet the boy’s eyes , but I could feel him staring at me so hard he could burn holes through my skin . I tried to focus myself on something else to relax a little bit and in that situation, nothing could be better than food. I was scrolling through the menu when the waiter came over .

« Alright ladies and gentlemen, are you ready to order ? »

« Uh ... Yes, I’ll take the eggs Benedict,please! » I heard my dad speak, in the most cheerful tone ever . He really did pass me his love for food ...

As the waiter was taking everyone’s orders I sensed an awkward tinge of stress . I don’t now why but I always felt like people were judging me when I ordered food. This comes all the way back from when I was a teenager. I was quite chubby and to be really honest , I still was . I didn’t lose that much weight , but I just learned to accept myself how I was and to learn to develop positivity. However, no matter how hard I worked , people were always there to remind me that I could « lose a few » or that I might wanna « slow down and drop my fork for a minute . » I can eat , and I love to eat I really don’t see why everyone was making such a big deal out of it-

“Miss ?...”

“Uh?” I replied sounding dumbfounded .

“Are you ready to order ? What can I get you ?”

I swallowed hard and cleared my throat. I was obviously nervous.

“I’ll get the blueberry pancakes and the soft boiled egg also can I get a-“

I felt my mom slap my thigh . There was it. She stayed silent but her eyes spoke for her : “Slow down Mina for God’s sake ! What will they think of you ? “ I could read it all in the way her eyes widened at me, more as a threat than in shock. I chuckled darkly and gave her my most hypocritical smile .

“Can I order a drink, mother?Or do I need your permission? ” And with that, I completely ruined the mood. A very painful silence filled the room and I realized too late that I might have been a little aggressive... I looked down and frowned at myself in guilt .

“She’ll have a strawberry lemonade, don’t make it too sweet though. Lots of ice. “ I looked up as I heard Yixing order the drink for me . I couldn’t hold my smile back and though my eyes might have a little sadness in them . He winked back at me and mouthed a simple “I got you”. This was enough for me to feel comforted. But then I realized what had just happened. He ordered my favorite drink for me. So he remembered. After all those years, he didn’t forget. I bit the inside of my cheek so stop myself from grinning.

As the food arrived, the atmosphere lightened up a little bit . Everyone was enjoying themselves and thanks to my dad and his wonderful sense of humor, the air was quickly full of laughter. But I knew it wouldn’t last long .

“So , Mina , what do you think of Yixing? Do you think he would make a great husband? You know, he might be my son , but I’m not bias ! Tell me honestly, my dear !”

“Dad... Please , just don’t “ Yixing’s ears soon turned red and he was avoiding my gaze. Honestly, seeing him lose control was kind of funny.

“You don’t have to to answer that Mina, don’t feel pressured.”

“No , it’s fine , I’ll answer! Well, uncle , If I’m really honest with you , I feel like Yixing could be a really good husband. He seems very responsible and I know he’s very respectful, so there’s no way he’ll be a bad husband.” I was actually really proud of myself for not giving an answer that wasn’t giving out the fact that I have been crushing on the man since my middle school years. But Yixing seemed surprised . Like he wasn’t expecting this coming from me .

���You really think that,Babyface? “ I did nothing but nod my head fervently .

“What about you Yixing? What do you think of Mina ? You’ve seen her grow up after all ! Did she change a lot ? “ My mom urged on him . God, she can be so intrusive sometimes...

“Well, she did grow a lot , but I hope she still is the Mina I know inside, because I would change that for nothing in the world.”

My eyes widened at that . Damn . I wasn’t expecting this situation to take such a turn ! He gave me the cutest smile and went back to his drink .

“Okay, I think we have a deal then , if everyone is happy with each other ! “ Yixing’s mom said ,clapping her hands .

“Uh, I have one request though...” I found the courage to utter . I had to ask for it now , otherwise it was gonna be too late . “I would like Yixing and I to spend some time together, to...you know... get to know each other more deeply ... I thought it was a good idea to... um... to go on a couple of dates before the actual wedding, to get ... more ... comfortable? With each other ?... I don’t know, maybe that’s not a good idea, I was just proposi-

“No, that’s actually a really great idea, Mina ! I would love to take you on a couple dates, before we actually get married! Um...With your parents’ permission, of course . “

My dad’s laugh echoed in my ears and all of a sudden , my heart felt lighter .

“Son, you have my blessing ! “

Yixing just smiled at my dad , then at me . And I felt proud that I stood up for my ideas . After setting a date for the wedding, we were all ready to leave . The parents were walking on one side and Yixing and I were on another side . There were awkward smiles and giggles, but strangely enough, I didn’t feel like walking away from the situation.

“So, um... I’ll text you later today ? So we can set up a date for the first date ? I’ll have to go abroad for business next week so maybe we can see each other when I come back- He face palmed himself and shook his head . “No. I shouldn’t start things like this . Let’s see each other before I leave , yeah ? I’ll treat you dinner .

“Okay ! I’m down . How about after tomorrow? Sounds good to you ? “

“After tomorrow, So Friday? Yeah, sounds perfect!” I was watching his warm smile turn into a frown of embarrassment as he took his phone out of his pocket. “Um... I know this is gonna sound really cheesy, but can I get your number ? You know, to ... set up the date and everything... “ Seeing Yixing get so shy and scratch the back of his head as he was probably mentally cringing at himself was honestly a big boost to my self confidence.

“Uh... Well it’s... it’s still the same number, I... never changed my number ... But you probably don’t have it anymore, I mean why would you-“

“I still have it . My number is still the same too... so I hope you still have it .” He sounded so stern all of a sudden and I wasn’t sure if I liked it or not . The dark and strict look in his eyes caused the heat of my body to rush to my cheeks .

“O-okay then if we still have each other’s numbers , I guess I’ll wait for your text !” My throat was dry and I was desperately looking for something to escape the situation. I looked over at my parents to see them getting into the car. I looked back at Yixing smiling. “I guess I should go then ! “

He just nodded at me and opened his arms signaling me to come closer . He pulled me very close and lowered his face to whisper in my ear : “I honestly can’t wait for you to be my wife, Babyface.”

I felt really hot all of a sudden , and I pulled away from him, avoiding his gaze as much as possible. Yixing apparently noticed my embarrassment because he laughed loudly at my obviously flustered self.

“I’ll text you later alright ? “

“Ok !”

“Ok... Go Mina , your parents are waiting for you . “

“Yeah... “

And I left just like that . Too scared to turn back and see if he was actually looking at me , but secretly praying that he would ...

As we arrived home , I directly went into my room and crashed on my bed . So many things happened in just one morning. Recalling all the events that happened today, I suddenly felt hit by reality. So this was gonna be it . I’ll be somebody’s wife in a few months . New life, new home , new family and new responsibilities ... God , this all happened so fast ... How did I go from college kid to bride to be in a matter of weeks ? I sighed and rubbed my temples. All this thinking got me a headache. I decided to take a small nap to make the pain go away...

-1hour later-

I was awakened by my phone buzzing like crazy. I groaned and tapped my bed a few times before my hand finally came in contact with my phone . I gasped and sat down properly on my bed when I read Yixing’s name on my phone .

[Yixing 2:03 pm]

“Hi again Babyface”

[Yixing 2:05 pm]

“Did you arrive home safe ? “

[Yixing 2:10 pm]

“I did too. Thanks for asking.”

[Yixing 2.15 pm]

“Anyways , I saw this very nice Italian restaurant we could go to on Friday! You know I’m not that fond of Italian food , but if I remember correctly, you love Italian food , soooo... yeah “

[Yixing 2:23 pm]

“Aren’t I the cutest for my little wife ?”

[Yixing 2:45 pm]

“Really ? Wow , you’re not even reading my texts...”

Fuck . I hit myself on the head a couple of times before urging to unlock my phone to answer him .

[Me 3:00 pm]

“OMG I’m so sorry Yixing, I fell asleep !”

[Me 3:03]

“Italian is perfect! I know you don’t really like Italian, so I really appreciate the gesture”

[Me 3:03 pm]

“You’re the cutest husband !!”

I was nervously tapping my nails on my screen, waiting for him to answer and hoping that he wasn’t too upset .

[Yixing 3:05 pm]

“You almost pissed me off ,Mina . I was starting to think you were avoiding me “

[Me 3:05 pm]

“Nooo!!! Why would I avoid you? Don’t be ridiculous! And did you just call me Mina ? Am I not Babyface anymore ? “

[Yixing 3:07 pm]

“You’re Mina when you upset me ... And by the way, you used to call something else than Yixing too, you know ? What happened to that ? “

I smirked at this. He was so composed in every situation, but he could be so childish sometimes...

[Me 3:09 pm]

“What are you talking about , Yixing ? What nickname did I give you?” I teased, knowing exactly what he wanted.

[Yixing 3:12 pm]

“You know what I’m talking about, come on , don’t tell me you forgot ! I’m dying to hear you say it ... If you don’t call me by my nickname, I won’t call you by yours , Mina...”

I winced as I read the message. I hated to hear him calling me by my name .

[Me 3:15 pm]

“Okay Xingie , I was just messing around with you ...”

[Yixing 3:22 pm]

“Good girl.”

A whole shiver went through my spine when I saw his last text . I quickly locked my phone and tossed it away somewhere on my bed. I nervously smiled to myself and squealed like a thirteen year old girl . Pride and embarrassment washed over me as I realized he called my his “Good girl” . There was nothing new , he had always called me that . But I never understood the double meaning of it when I was younger. But now that I was older and that my hormones got on the way , I couldn’t lie and say that I didn’t fantasize about Yixing calling me a “good girl” in more ... steamy situations. I bit my lip and shook my head . I was getting hot just at the thought of Yixing and I getting intimate... My phone buzzed one more time and I jumped on my bed to get it , hoping it would be a text from Yixing. It wasn’t.

[Marina Babe 4:25 pm]

“Babe ! Haven’t heard of you in a whole week!! What’s up ? Did you meet the guy ? Who is it ? Is he hot ? Don’t tell me he’s an old uncle please !!! Tell me everythiiiiiiing !!!”

I smiled at this and brought my phone to my heart. Words cannot describe how much I love this girl . I knew the idea of me marrying her cousin would make her lose her shit , cause we will have an actual excuse for always being in each other’s lives as we would be family for real now . I unlocked my phone to answer her.

[Me 4:28 pm]

“I’m marrying Yixing.”

Yes, I was marrying Yixing. And to be quite honest, I couldn’t wait to be his ...

[tzudism]

Memory Lane: Maybe It’s Better

Final Bonus Chapter: The Wedding

“Don’t do it! I can’t sit here and let you go through with this! I love you too much to see you do this please, Tzuyu don’t!”

“Sana, what are you talking about?”

“Stop eating chocolate while wearing your dress! What if you drop some on it!?”

“You need to relax, I’m not gonna dro-“

Sana and I look at each in disbelief.

“SANA I DROPPED CHOCOLATE ON MY DRESS! HELP!”

“I TOLD YOU TO STOP! YOU DUMMY!”

“What’s going on in here!?” Dahyun yells as she enters through the door.

“Tzuyu dropped chocolate on her dress!” Sana yells.

“It’s because you keep yelling at me!”

“Because you won’t stop eating chocolate! Now look at you!”

“Both of you relax! I can grab some club soda from the bartender outside, relax, the stain is barely even noticeable anyway. But, yeah Tzuyu, stop eating chocolate.” Dahyun says in a stern tone.

“You sound like my mom, Dahyun.”

“Would like me to get her and show her what you did to your dress?”

“No…” I stop myself before I get into any more trouble.

“What would you do without me Chou Tzuyu?” Dahyun smiles and heads to the bar.

“Wait! I’ll go with you babe, I need to get a drink.” Sana rushes outside and grabs Dahyun’s arm as they walk away.

I take another look at the stain, and take a deep breath as I slouch on my chair. Today is the big day. I’m getting married with the love of my life. I wonder what Chaeyoung is doing right now? Is she just as nervous as I am? How funny would it be if she dropped chocolate on her outfit too? I laugh at the thought of it.

*knock knock*

That was quick, I thought the bar was on the other side of the venue? I head over to the door and open it.

“Dahyun did they have any club so-“

*SLAM*

“Hey! Is that how you treat the person you’re about to marry!?”

“Chaeyoung what are you doing here!?” My heart is beating a thousand beats per minute.

“I just couldn’t wait any longer. I wanted to see you.” She laughs.

Ugh. Her laugh is so cute. I open the door just a little.

“I’m sorry.” I say softly.

“It’s ok.” She smiles, “Let me in I want to see you!” She exclaims.

“No!” I shout.

“What!? Why not?”

“Don’t you know it’s bad luck to see the bride in her wedding dress before the wedding?”

“You know, I’m the bride too right?” Chaeyoung laughs. “Besides, it’s not fair you can see me right now!”

I was so flustered at her being her I didn’t even realize that. Chaeyoung takes a step back and spins around. I can see every angle of her suit. She was stunning.

“Ok.”

“Ok what? Will you let me in now?” Chaeyoung asks excitedly.

“Ye-“ Suddenly I remember the chocolate stain. “Yeah, just give me a second!”

I close the door and sit down on the closest chair. I tuck the part of the dress with the stain under the chair and take a deep breath.

“Ok, come in.” I say nervously.

Chaeyoung opens the door slowly and comes through with her back to me. She closes the door and turns around. Her eyes light up and she bites her lip.

“Wow. Tzuyu you look absolutely beautiful.”

“You really think so?” I could feel the red in my cheeks as I smile like an idiot.

“Of course, I can’t believe I get to spend the rest of my life with you. You’re a blessing Chou Tzuyu.”

“You better not be saying your vows already.” I glare.

“No of course not!”

Chaeyoung and I laugh at each other and she sits next to me and holds my hand.

“Are you ready for today?” She asks.

“I think so, I just don’t hope I trip down the aisle. I mean look how long this dress is! I never really realized it until today!”

“You think so? It doesn’t look that long, let me see.”

I pull out the dress from under the chair to show Chaeyoung how massive it was, until I realized…

“Is that a stain?” Chaeyoung points and laughs.

“Ahh! Don’t look! It’s just chocolate, I swear!”

I stuff the dress back under the chair, as I hate myself for forgetting why I stuffed it there in the first place.

Chaeyoung, still laughing, grabs my hand.

“So this is why I overheard Dahyun and Sana talking about a chocolate stain on my way over here. Relax Tzuyu, I don’t care about the stain.”

“It’s just so embarrassing…”

“It’s fine, it’s not the dress I’m marrying today, it’s the beautiful person wearing it.”

Chaeyoung pulls me in with her forehead touching mine, but suddenly as she leans in, I hear people talking outside.

“Wait! I think that’s Dahyun and Sana coming back from the bar!”

“Where am I supposed to go!?”

“I don’t know! Be anywhere but here!”

Panicking, I get up and toss Chaeyoung outside the door.

“Really Tzuyu!? You throw me to the one place they’re going to!?”

“Chaeyoung? What are you doing here?” Dahyun asks.

“OH! Umm…I just wanted to see Tzuyu for a second, but…she wouldn’t let me in.”

“Don’t worry it’s not you, it’s probably because of the chocolate st-OW!”

Dahyun steps on Sana’s foot before she can say any more.

“Because of the chocolate! She ate some bad chocolate earlier! That’s all. She’ll be ready for the ceremony, don’t worry about her.” Dahyun says as she makes a face at Sana for almost giving away what Chaeyoung already knew.

“Ah ok, feel better Tzuyu! I love you!” She says loud with a big smile.

“I love you too!” I yell back.

Chaeyoung walks away and Sana and Dahyun run inside the room.

“What took you guys so long!?” I yell.

“I’m sorry! We saw Mina and Momo on the way and Sana started talking too much with the bartender.”

“Hey! You’re the one that tried to find all the cameras in every room!”

“I did that just in case someone could see the stain if we can’t get it out! So don’t give me that! You and your margarita puns, they weren’t even funny!”

“Don’t lie! You always find cameras everywhere you go! Besides you’re just…salty.” Sana tries to hide her laughter.

“UGHHH.” Dahyun groans.

“C’mon Dahyun…Lime-n up!...HAHA.”

“UGHHHHHH WHY ARE WE DATING!?”

“BECAUSE YOU LOVE ME SILLY! AND MY PUNS TOO!”

“GUYS! HELLO!? THE STAIN!?” I yell to get these two to focus.

“Oh right! Sorry!” They say in unison.

Dahyun manages to dab the stain right off of the dress as if it was never there.

“See, good as new!” Sana says with a smile.

“Thanks guys.” I say with relief.

“Where would you be without me Chou Tzuyu?” Dahyun and Sana say together.

“Hey! That’s my line!” Dahyun yells.

“I know, you say it all the time, I just wanted to try it.” Sana smiles.

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” Dahyun sighs.

*knock knock*

“Come in!”

Yeri opens the door and walks in.

“Wow Tzuyu, you look stunning!” She says.

“Thanks Yeri, how’s Chaeyoung?”

“She seems pretty good, she went for a walk and when she came back she seemed happier than when she left. You wouldn’t know anything about that would you?”

“Huh? Umm no?” I try to say with a straight face.

“Anyway, it’s almost time to start the ceremony, are you ready?”

“Yeah, we’re ready, let’s go guys. Thanks for coming Yeri.” I get up and we all start to walk together.

“Of course, as the Maid of Honor, it’s my duty.” She smiles.

“Umm excuse me?” Dahyun says with disgust. “We talked about this Yeri, I’M the Maid of Honor, not you.”

“Well isn’t Tzuyu the one that proposed? That makes Chaeyoung the bride, and me the Maid of Honor.”

“Noooo, even if she did propose, Tzuyu is the one wearing the dress, which makes her the bride and ME the Maid of Honor.”

“Guys, technically aren’t they both the bride?” Sana says.

“Sana please... wait that actually makes sense.” Dahyun says in disbelief.

“You guys can both be the Maid of Honor, you two need to relax.” I say with a smile.

“Yeah besides, if Chaeyoung were a groom, Yeri would be the Best Maid!”

“There’s the Sana I know.” Dahyun laughs.

“And love!” Sana grabs Dahyun’s arm and smiles.

“Yeah yeah I know.” Dahyun smiles back.

We stop in front of the doorway and Yeri opens the door, waves goodbye, and walks through. Then Sana walks through, then Dahyun. I take a deep breath for one last time.

The door opens and I take my first few steps. I see everyone look at me and I can hear their gasps and their whispers saying I look beautiful and how wonderful my dress is. My dad gets up from his seat and takes my arm as we walk the rest of the way. I look up at him and smile and he smiles back. I hear the music playing and I can see Dahyun playing the piano in the front. She smiles at me and mouths, “You’re doing great sweetie.” knowing that would make me smile, and of course it did. I look up and there she is. The love of my life. I can feel the tears coming up, but I tell myself to calm down. My dad stop at the end of the aisle and tells me he’s proud of me. He sits down next to my mom who’s already crying. I tell myself to take another deep breath as I walk up the steps to Chaeyoung who looks even more beautiful than when I saw her before and I’m stuck here wondering how is that even possible. The officiant goes on to say how Chaeyoung and I met and I get all these flashbacks to all the things we went through. Meeting in high school, being apart, getting together, everything has come to this point. I sit here reminiscing and before I know it, it’s time for our vows. I move in front of Chaeyoung who takes a deep breath and looks into my eyes.

“Tzuyu. We’ve had a lot of ups and downs. To this very day, I regret all the bad things I have ever done to you. And you always say you forgive me, and I know you do, but I’ll never rest until I can be able to forgive myself. I always wondered, how can I possibly do that? Then I realized that the answer was in front of me the whole time. You. You’re the only thing that matters. If I can make you happy for the rest of your life, then everything will be perfect. From this day forward, I promise to never hurt you again. From this day forward, I promise to hold you dearly in my heart till the end of time. I told you before that you’re a blessing. I tell you that because it’s true. You’re a gift. You’re priceless. And I promise that I will work, as hard as possible, to be worthy of such a beautiful person. As of today, you will become my everything. My lover, my confidant, my best friend, and now my wife. I love you, and I will spend every day proving that to you.”

I can feel Chaeyoung’s hands shaking as she puts the ring on my finger and I can see a single tear fall down her face and I wipe it off as she smiles. My heart beats so fast, I can’t think straight anymore, especially after what I just heard.

“Tzuyu, are you ready for you vows?” the officiant asks.

I nod my head and take a deep breath because I can’t get myself to speak just yet. I look into to Chaeyoung’s eyes and hold her hands.

“I knew you were going to mention not forgiving yourself, you always do that. I told you, everything is ok, otherwise we wouldn’t be here Chaengie.” I smile.

I can hear the crowd laugh a little and I see Chaeyoung nod her head.

“Chaeyoung. Ever since the first moment I saw you, I knew that you were the most beautiful person in the world. You may think otherwise, but I’ll never let you change my mind. And saying I am the most beautiful person, and not you will get you nowhere. I had my heart set out on you from the very beginning. You were and still are my very first love. I didn’t know how to react. I didn’t know how to make the first move, or do anything to get your attention. I just did whatever I thought would work, thanks from a little help from Dahyun, and somehow, it worked. I got your attention. The more we hung out, the more I looked into your eyes and the more I felt you fingers interlope with mine, I knew that there was more to this, more to us, than just teenagers being young and stupid. This was love. To this day, I feel the same way. No wait, I don’t. I feel even more sure about it now, than I ever have before. Son Chaeyoung, I’m in love with you. I tried my best to come up with a more creative way to say it without saying love, but I can’t, because that’s just how I feel about you. When you hold my hand, when you look into my eyes, when you yell at me for making a mess, when you snore whenever you fall asleep on my shoulder, when you get mad whenever I make fun of you for being short, whenever you kiss me. I feel the same way every time, no matter what happens to us that will never change. Son Chaeyoung, you are my world.”

I put the ring on her finger, and now my hands are starting to shake. Chaeyoung and I look at each other and laugh.

“Do you, Son Chaeyoung, take Chou Tzuyu to be your wife?”

“I do.” She smiles.

“And do you, Chou Tzuyu, take Son Chaeyoung to be your wife?”

“I do.” I smile.

“You may now, kiss the bride.”

Today was the day, that I will always look at as the best day of my life, whenever I walk down Memory Lane.

The End