#i finally figured out why my posts werent showing up. fixed it guys

[cherrytea556]

How she ra couldve developed its characters: Mermista

When we first met mermista, she was sarcastic, blunt and carefree/laidback and ended the show the exact same but is dating seahawk now and has a mention of being a leader which never gets brought up again. But with the leader thing, that couldve been the idea for her character arc: Her learning to become a leader. In her first episode, we see her kingdom already struggling:

Given how we dont see her with any parents/parent figure, she may either have to lead later down in her life for reasons like parental death or earlier with help like the staff she use to have but now, she doesnt have any left. It escalated further when salineas was invaded in s4:

This couldve been why she was determined to being a leader in launch and how she felt when she almost failed as she wasnt able to save salineas, her home and kingdom. However, I do wish her impact of the invasion was explored more such as in boys night out where given how shes reacting, it seems like she just went through a bad day or breakup than experiencing her home kingdom being invaded through her own eyes

Maybe if we see her hiding under hot tub refusing to leave because she couldnt face salineas invasion and is guilty for what happened until she hears the seagull of seahawk and bow getting caughted by the pirates (For my rewrite, the pirates werent part of the plan, rather would be the boys would try to help salineas while building back respect for mermista as many people in salineas relationship with mermista would defintely shatter after the invasion) Getting her motivated to go out and fix what happened, it wouldve been much better and fit more with what happened with mer mysteries. We couldve also see her be more of a leader such as in perls of peekablue:

I couldve had her find out peekablue was dt but I think seeing her be more of a leader like maybe giving scorpia some advice to find out about double trouble or make the guys that her an seahawk captured of when they could talk to peekablue or if they know peekablues new conspiracies (since in this rewrite, I would take mjtanners idea of peekablue being a conspiracist that turned out right in the end, hence this party celebrating their brilliance and the alliance here plan to have peekablue either join them or give them more info on horde primes plan to stop him) would work as well. I also would not have her be chipped along with scorpia (seahawk and perfuma would be replaced instead. Mermistas confession to seahawk in the finale wouldve worked better for their romance imo which I'll go in more depth in another post) Mermista and catra being on the same team wouldve been good for both characters, specifically mermista for closure, obviously being angry and distrustful of catra as she was with entrapta but both in the end may be in mutually distant terms with each other even when catra would have to recieve consequences for the salineas invasion such as maybe being banned from the kingdom, to contribute to fixing salineas with guards for the people in the kingdom to feel more safer.

Also we were seriously robbed of a sisterly mermista and frosta relationship. Think of it, mermista would help frosta embrace more of her kid self while frosta would help mermista lead her kingdom, we would also see more of mermistas and frostas character, it wouldve made so much sense.

And thats how she ra couldve develop mermista. Any other ideas for mermistas character would be greatly appreciated

[nijimarii]

Cyberchase season 13 premiere thoughts:

The duck episode just solidifies my thought that regular ass animals can and do exist in cyberspace and it really fucks me up sometimes. I like the wing machine designs for the kids. The little duck is cute and so is baby Digit. I like how Matt had to literally lasso the light back down. Farm boy moment. Delete needs to seriously decide whose side he’s on though. 

The great outdoors was..... great. (BA DUM TSHHHH)  I love the camping/outdoors episodes. Missed opportunity to have Matt and Jackie go together but that’s a personal preference. Hacker is still a crybaby and I hate it but the “un-pretzel me” bit was funny. Cool to see Gigabyte again! 

Coral grief. Yeah our reefs are dying and if you’re brave enough to confront the big huge companies about pollution then you at least better have some cool shades. Inez mentioning that she’d bring something to her aunt was weird. Writer’s oversight? I like the tough crab lady. I wish she would have fought Hacker for real but it’s a kids show so they reasonably cannot show that. 

Sustainable by design - YES I LOVE JACKIE DOING HER THING YOU GO GIRL!!!!! She has big ideas and wonderful designs. I hope she grows up to be a fashion star. The next Gucci.  Hacker threatening that “this isn’t over” and then taking over the show was fantastic (but could have been written better). I love the flashy ass feathers. I also hope that Jackie is getting paid for her designs and her time. 

Overall - the animation took a step up I think. It isn’t anything compared to pre-flash, but it looks a lot more varied and less bland. They’re still obviously using puppets but a lot of stuff also looks hand drawn. Decent enough for the budget. Writing still is kinda iffy but that’s how it’s been for years, so I don’t think that will change. Motherboard’s 3D model shading looks very off and very dark for some reason, I hope they change that in future eps.

[peterpumpkinparker]

Shatter Me- Peter Parker x Starks Daughter! Reader

After the death of your father by the hands of Thanos, you are more than determined to risk everything to get the life you had before the Snap

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Hey lovelies! I’m so sorry it’s been so long since a story-I’ve just been so busy and hecktic with life! But hopefully I’ll be able to post more with summer vacation ☺️

Genre: Angst

Warning: mild cussing, some mentions of depression (not much, just some actions/ symptoms describe depression)

AU: Infinity War (but instead of Peter dying, Stark does)

Word Count: 2300

Also-sorry if this has wierd spacing, the mobile app of Tumblr is NOT enjoyable to use when trying to post a fic

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“Almost got it,” you mumbled, your mind completely overtaken on the task at hand. Your hands were sore and raw from working with the rough metal, the wires scratching your fingers, but you didn't cared.You didn’t care that you hadn’t eaten since yesterday. You didn’t care that you hadn’t talked to your friends, or your boyfriend Peter, in a month. You didn't care that you felt empty inside. That you had no life after what happened. That almost everything you loved was gone. Just getting it all back was what mattered to you.

You worked tirelessly in your dad’s old workshop, the Iron Man suits and parts laid around like he had last left it. It was yours now- well, until you got him back. All of them back.

The metal arm you were working on was almost complete, the exoskeleton reflecting your tired face. The dark circles around your eyes made you turn away, hating the world for giving you this momentous pain that you had to fix. The remaining Avengers had told you countless times that if you ever needed help, that they were there for you, that if you needed anything all you had to do was give them a call and they would show up. But what you really needed was your father-nobody could give you that except the monster that took it away from you.

And you knew they wouldn't help you with your plan try to defeat Thanos- you knew it was suicide to go on your own to defeat him- but you had to to at least try.

You continued to tinker on, not noticing the worried boy in the doorway. Peter stared at your arched back, your exhausted face, and wondered how he was going to even talk to you. Even though you and Peter were dating, you haven't called or seen him in weeks, and he just thought that maybe you were dealing with stuff beyond his control. Everyone mourns differently, he was dealing with it himself, but- he didnt realize it was this bad when Cap called him in. Now as he looked at you, he felt like he was staring at stranger; the snarky, smiling girl he once knew was seemingly lost in the ocean of grief she was quietly drowning in.

He knocked on the glass door, leaning on his shoulder to make it seem he was relaxed, but the clench in his jaw said otherwise.

Your head shot up, annoyance first riddled in you- but instantly disappearing once you realized Peter was the one that broke your concentration.

You brushed your hair out of the way, realizing you haven't washed it in a while.

“Hey,” you greeted aloud, your voice crackling a little from not using it in a while.

“Hey,” Peter repeated back. An awkward silence filled the room as you fumbled to tie up your hair in a quick bun. “Mind if I sit?” he asked, wondering how long you had been in here.

You shrugged your shoulders, and tried avoiding his gaze by inspecting a little bolt next to you.

Peter pulled up a chair next to you. “How are you holding up?” he asked, his voice laced with concern.

You shrugged again. Saying too much would make him scared- too little would do the same thing. “Not amazing,” you sighed, “but nobody really is after what happened.”

Peter stared down at his hands. “That's true.”

Another awkward pause filled the air. You hated this. All of this. Everything was going great before- you and Peter had just started dating, and you guys had the best relationship ever. Stark was completely fine with it, even though he acted like he was super protective, you being his daughter. You guys were inseparable, always together, always able to tell each other anything and everything. Now, you couldn't even look at each other without feeling awkward, without feeling like you were back to Square 1. Everything just seemed so backward and messed up now, it was hard to wrap your head around fixing it. But you had to.

You turned away from Peter, putting in the last few bits and pieces into the metal arm. It was a crude weapon, built off of one of the unfinished inventions of your dad’s.

Peter began to look around the room, the awkwardness making him worry more. You used to be so bubbly and full of life, but now you had drawn into yourself, a shell of who you were. Peter didn't know how to bring you back out.

He looked around the workshop, noticing the disarray. There were objects everywhere, broken parts scattered on the floor, a makeshift bed in the corner, notes and paper strewn on different tables. He passed a desk, noticing the writing on the paper as yours. He picked it up, glancing up to see if you were watching. You were so intent in your thoughts, you didn't even notice Peter’s body leaving your side. He tentatively looked back at paper and at the words, the gibberious making him confused- all it talked about was about some weapon and the parts it needed. He turned the page, watching again to see if you were paying attention to him sneaking in your belongings before he looked. Once Peter finally looked down, he felt his heart sink- you had drafted up a replica of an Iron Man suit, with notes on the side for space travel. He looked at the notes in confusion, wondering why you would be go into space, until it hit him- your quiet moodiness, your concentration for building, your absence in any type of life outside you dad’s workshop. He realized you wanted revenge on your dad’s death.

He looked around, his heart beating frantically. Being Stark’s daughter, you were incredibly smart, so he didn't put it past you to make an Iron Man Suit, no less finish it in a month. He set down the paper as if it were a bomb about to ignite, and turned around, trying to see if you had finished the suit and left it somewhere. He had to see it for himself-he couldn’t believe that you would risk yourself so dangerously like this.

He began to walk again, looking for anything that resembled your drawing, until he came upon a tall object draped over with a brown tarp in a dimly light part of the workshop.

You looked up, the sound of Peter’s footsteps beginning to echo, which made your nerves tingle in annoyance. You loved Peter, you truly did, but right now, he was ruining valuable progress and wasting precious time. You watched him walk around the lab. You hoped that he didn’t realize what you were planning, and you lied to yourself that he didn’t. But deep down, you knew your deep connection with him was still there-he figured it all out before you even said a word.

You kept watching him, sadness turning into horror as you helplessly sat and watched as he raised a corner of the tarp-the tarp that hide your massive plan-and began to yell at him to stop. Instead, he ripped it off to reveal what you had been working on- a crude version of a Iron Man suit.

“Holy crap,” Peter breathed out in shock, his eyes wide as he looked at your guilty face.

He looked between you and the suit. “Did you…?” he asked hesitantly, pointing at it.

“I didn't exactly build it,” you said, answering his question sheeplessly. “They’re pieces of my Dad’s suits that he never really finished. I just pieced them together to make,” you raised your hand at your creation, “this.” Your hand came down, slapping your outer thigh,the sound ringing in the silence as Peter gawked and you sat back wearily,waiting for his reaction.

He swallowed, looking back at your creation. “So does it really work like an Iron Man suit?” He didn't want to ask you straight out your plans, because he didn't want you getting angry at him for snooping in your things. But leading you to saying it sounded a little better than being blunt at that moment.

“I dont know for sure,” you explained, your hands shaking, “but it should. I've learned enough from my dad just watching him make his suits. It took me forever though, and it's definitely not like his suits- its not as sturdy, but it should be okay if the power source is not tampered with. If thats broken,” you laughed sarcastically, “all hell breaks loose in it.”

“How do you know that?” he asked curiously, his arms folding in front of them stiffly.

“Well,” you smiled a little, “ I tried to readjust the router through the chest on time- thats were it at- and I got shot across the room like a rag doll.”

You two laughed, it being a little forced, but the air felt so strange that any type of dry humor was appreciated. You guys felt like total strangers, yet you knew each other’s secrets- Peter being a superhero, you at the moment, building a massively technological machine under cover for the past month.

But after the little bit of light heartedness it went back to tension and awkwardness.

Peter stuffed his hands into his pockets. “This is really- intuitive- and amazing y/n,” he smiled with concern, “but why?”

You sighed, dreading the question you knew he would ask. You looked down into your lap, rubbing the red mark on your thigh.

“My father died Peter. And almost everyone he knew, and I knew, are gone.Nobody has tried to do anything. Everyone's giving up. And nobody wants to try to fix this mess except me. So this is how I'm going to fix it”

Peter listened to you, scared at what you said. He was hoping that maybe this was a joke, that you werent really planning to go out and get revenge, but you were. Peter stared at you, trying to read your emotions. He had never seen you like this- so low yet so determined at the same time- and he was worried for you. terrified.

“What are you planning y/n?” he asked, his brown eyes boring into yours.

You looked back at your work table. “Nothing, Peter.”

‘Its doesnt look like nothing, though.”

“It's nothing.” you said with force, frustration spilling out.

“If you don't tell me y/n, Im going to tell the Avengers.”

“Like they care!” you spat angrily at him. “Like they ever cared! Ive been down here for God knows how long, trying to get back the life I had, trying to fix everything, and they havent done jack shit”

You knew everything you were saying was false and wrong. Natasha had been the one bringing you food and made you the make shift bed you sleep and eat in. Steve came to ask if you needed to talk every Friday without fail. Rhodey gave you the news that your father died, and gave Peoper and you his mask-and hugged you as you cried from the shock of losing your father. They did care and they were trying-it just felt good to yell at something, anything. You were angry that you didn’t have your father, and you were impatient for everything to be back as it was.

You shook your head, anger raditating off your body.

“Absolutely nothing! they haven't figured out a damn plan either. And if they had, they haven't let me in the loop.”

“Y/n their going to fix this,” Peter tried to reason.

“No. I'm going to fix this.”

Peter stared at you in disbelief, not really knowing you anymore. You were never this lost in your own head. He understood you were going through a lot of pain, but going after Thanos was usicide.

Peter stared at the contraption, contemplating what to do.

“Nobody has thought of a new plan,” you continued, “it's time for a change. Im sick of waking up every morning, and realizing everyone is gone. Im sick of waking up and feeling guilty- Like I couldve done something.”

“ I shouldve done something.” you said, almost saying it to yourself.

Peter felt empathy swarming his body. How could he tell you he felt the same way?

“But, y/n- you couldn't have done anything that day. None of us could- we all tried our best.”

“Really?” you countered angrily. “I did shit- I literally stayed home and watch my dad fly onto that weird spaceship. I watched you leave. Did I leave? No. You know why?

Tears began to brim in your eyes, your lids binking rapidly to hold them back.

“You know why?” you repeated, your tone getting smaller as your voice cracked, “because I was scared. You breathed out heavily, letting that new realization hit you like a ton of bricks. You didn’t want to admit this to yourself, but it was true to you. The day Thanos and his warriors came, you stayed back. The one time your dad yelled at you to stay back, you listened. You never listened to your dad-you always were the first to fly in and help save the day. But the one time your dad truly needed you, the one time the whole universe needed help, you didn’t do that. Seeing those aliens and that ships freaked you out- you were terrified you’d actually lose your life that time. And because of that, you didn’t die-but your dad was gone. You worked tirelessly every day to keep that evil secret away from your mind because it was too hard to come face to face with-now you had to work to fix that fatal mistake.

“I was scared because I had no idea what to do. I wanted to help, but I was too selfish about my own safety. I could have grabbed one of my Dads suits. I couldve flew up there with you guys. I could've helped. But I didn't.”

You looked up shaking your head, your lips pursed as you tred to will your body to hold back the tears.

Peter walked to you, his arms open and welcoming, but his expression full of pain. Every day he felt the same pain- that he could’ve done something more to save everyone he loved. It was the worst pain he ever felt in his life- it ate his insides, anytime it was quiet, anytime he allowed himself to relax; that guilt and sorrow and hate for his actions at that time ate his insides until he felt like screaming. Some days were better than others, and he'd been learning to cope with it. But he just never realized you were dealing with the same thing. And so much of it.

You looked at Peter, your lips quivering as a single tear spilled onto your cheeks. You looked down at your hands, terrified that talking more to Peter would make you break down. You had broken down so much in the last month that you thought that one more would destroy you.

Peter knelt down, eye level to you, sweeping the hair out of your face that was curtaining off your tear stained cheeks.

“Its okay, y/n,” peter said softly, “Youre okay.”

You looked up, your eyes full of pain. You shook your head, chuckling sarcastically as your smile quivered.

“Im not,” you whispered out of your throat, your voice tight with the effort of keeping yourself together. To not cry. To not show that life was really messing you up right now.

Peter wrapped his arms around you, the purity of the embrace and the warmth of his body making your shoulders shudder harder, your hiccups louder, your heart hurt more and less at the same time as you wrapped your arms around him. The waves of tears wracked your body,one after aother, the pain making you hurt. You grabbed the back of his shirt, the fabric balled up into your fist as you let all your emotions leave your body.

‘Its okay y/n,” Peter whispered, his voice low and soothing, “eveyrthing’s going to be okay. I know you wont believe me right now, but- youre going to be okay.”

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Happy a great night (or day) lovelies! I’ll see you in the next fic ❤️

[saintkimora]

well i finally found time to type this all up so! here is the story of how last last friday and saturday night went (not the ones from this weekend but the weekend before so like a week and a half ago). it isnt really a nice story but it is significant. first part is tristan then joel then tristan again, the tristan parts are good but the joel part is pretty bad. this is only part 1 btw! sorry @ that one anon a few days ago bc this might make you even more mad lmao

first part: tristan! so on friday i was in the library holding an online eboard meeting for gsa and tristan (the first guy i talked to for a while then hooked up with like 2 years ago and last christmas eve) was apparently studying in nexus which is the building next door to the library. and he sent me a snap (it was clearly the type you send to a lot of people it wasnt like an individual one) of him captioned i hate studying so i sent him one saying i hate planning events bc thats what i was doing. so we snapped back and forth for a while and then the library closed so i was leaving and he was like “come say hi to me in nexus” so i was like ok! 

so i went and sat across the table from him and we talked for like an hour and a half and it was so nice! hes v good to talk to but our conversation dynamic was kinda similar to me and joel’s dynamic so that was interesting. he called me my voice cute at the beginning bc i was like “sorry if i sound weird im a little congested today” and he was like “no you sound like you always do, its cute” so i was like hm so then we talked and caught up and it was very good conversation! then at one point after asking how i was in general he was like “so how are you doing....romantically” and i told him how i was with someone rn but i was kinda having some issues and he was like oh ok and i asked him and he said hes looking but its hard bc people keep ghosting him so i was like aw :/ (but on the inside i was like well thats what you get for ghosting me all those years ago lmao) 

also at one point i told him i go to the gym now so i have a little bit of muscle and he was like “yeah haha sure” and i was NOT about to take that so i was like “i can show you right now if you want” (i was wearing a tank and a zip up hoodie) so i took off one hoodie sleeve revealing my arm and i flexed and he was shook he was like “oh wow you werent kidding, thats actual progress” and i was like ha

after an hour and a half he had to go meet his friends or something so i went home. overall it was super nice! i loved talking to him so later that night i just sent him a nice text thanking him for spending time w me and saying how much i enjoyed it and then he thanked me for keeping him company and said he really enjoyed catching up so that was nice! then later that night things took a turn for the worst.....

so at this point it was friday night and joel and i were texting as usual, we were having a nice convo and were making jokes and what not. then after i asked about his day he texted me this “its fine but i just got another fucking email from slut A and im over it” and i was like “slut A......” and he was like “fucking tinamarie” (the girl who always causes trouble for his theatre club that gets him really pissed off even though it really isnt that serious) and i was like “yeah i figured but did you really need to call her that” and he was like “if youre literally gonna criticize every single word i say then im just gonna stop talking” so then i apologized like 3 times but he left me on read and didnt talk to me for the rest of the night

so! the second i read that final text i had like......a panic attack? or something? idk but it was a mess i got soooooooo cold instantly like i put on sweats socks a hoodie and 2 blankets and i was still trembling and my teeth were chattering so hard i couldnt even talk bc it just came out as gibberish and my toes were numb and my heart was beating fast and you know all that good stuff. i texted several hunties but none of them answered so i decided to text tristan! he was v nice and he comforted me and talked me through it which i appreciated. but like getting that text reminded me so much of the texts i would get from caleb so it just made all those feelings come rushing back and it was v overwhelming but i wasnt about to call joel about it bc he was already mad at me and i was scared i was gonna make it worse

about an hour later i sent him a long text saying how sorry i was bc he wanted to vent to me and i shut him down when i shouldve just taken his side and stuff bc i wanted to try to fix the situation. half of it was lies though like i was not sorry for what i did at all bc he should not be calling this tinamarie girl that! he didnt read that text until the next morning but even after he didnt respond. he was def still awake when i sent it though bc i saw him active on fb messenger slightly afterwards. anyways the next day tristan texted me again to check on me and see if i heard from joel which i hadnt by that point but i really appreciated that he went through the effort of doing that! joel and i had plans to go to the mall that day so i texted him around 4pm (this is saturday now) saying i hope his auditions went well and asking if he wouldve still liked to go to the mall w me. he said he wasnt feeling up for it bc hes tired and i was like not up for the mall or not up for me and he was like just the mall, you can come over instead. so i went over and brought him popeyes bc he was hungry and we hung out and watched dragula and talked and it was like a completely normal day so i was a little surprised he didnt bring up the events of last night. so like 3 eps into dragula s1 i asked him if he could pause it so we could talk so he did and this is where things got worse

so i was like “so....how are you feeling about what happened last night?” and he was like “well it was fucking annoying because i wanted to vent to you and you tried to school me, im already socially conscious, i know its wrong but it was the first thing that came to mind at the time” and i was like “well if you are mad at a woman and your first instinct is to call her that then that might be a problem” and he was like “can i be a fucking human?” like ???????????????? the STUPIDEST excuse like that makes no sense! you can be human without saying misogynistic things like.....annoying. he just had soooo many excuses he was like “oh its ok bc i would never actually say that to her face” like...ok great to know that being socially conscious is just a performative thing for you! if you only do it in public but are still problematic in private then like...whats the point

he was also like “it may seem like a small issue that isnt important to you but her emails are actually a huge problem. YOU wouldnt know since your organization isnt as involved, but her actions affect every area of the organization so its stressful to deal with her” like heeeeeeeeeeeeeeeereeeee we go again idk why he always tries to drag my gsa for no reason. i didnt even say he couldnt be stressed or angry with her i just said he shouldnt call her what he did! 

so now for when it got personal. so i told him i was like “i know you were mad and wanted to cool off so i wasnt gonna force you to talk to me, but it wouldve been nice if you just sent me a text like ‘oh perry im mad and dont wanna talk rn, i need some space ill talk to you later’ instead of just ignoring me for the rest of the night” and he was like “well i didnt have time i had too much going on with the organization” and i was like “i mean it takes 10 seconds to send a text” and he was like “well i didnt want to” OH so now the truth comes out! and then he was like “i was already stressed out with the email so then its like ‘oh now i have to deal with perry too’” and like..............that was really hurtful bc literally the main reason i rarely ever bring up any issues i have to him is bc hes already so stressed with everything else and i want to be a source of happiness in his life not another source of stress so im afraid to bring things up bc i dont want to add to his stress and be another thing that he has to “deal with” so like, he literally vocalized the exact reason im afraid to talk to him about these things so its just confirmed my suspicions and now i feel even worse about bringing up any issues i have with him 

i didnt tell him about the panic attack yet but i did say “well i mean im sure you can tell i was upset, since i sent you a long ass apology text an hour after the convo ended. and if it was the other way around and i knew you were upset about something i said i wouldve dropped everything and called you right away to fix the issue” and he said.............. “well im not gonna prioritize you” like.... !!!!!!!!!!!!! ok!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! great! we already knew i was at the bottom of his priority list but at least now he basically admitted it :/ i was just like well ok

that is the end of part 1 bc im splitting up this post lol

[audreyjenseninthatredsweeter]

The Wedding

Paring: Audrey Jensen x Reader Part two of three Plot/note: Basically like the ceremony sorry i wasn’t too specific on like the scenery or anything and obvi it had to be a Lutheran wedding because Audrey’s dad and jazz and I know typically part two wouldn’t be posted the same day as part one but I just had to finish writing this series like I’m really enjoying writing this also sorry for like not making it fluffy and for focusing on the crazy side of the readers character I just can’t help it. I really tried with the vows but they just sucked in my opinion. Anyways I hope you enjoy.

Part one https://audreyjenseninthatredsweeter.tumblr.com/post/162619304866/the-proposal Part 2: https://audreyjenseninthatredsweeter.tumblr.com/post/164316918196/the-killer-honeymoon

After months and months of wedding planning the day was finally here. You were going to marry Audrey Jensen despite the fact that you had been secretly killing people with Gina McLane, who you were also seeing on the side. You fixed your gown as Gina spoke in the background, “I can’t believe you’re actually going through with this, what about us? I can’t believe you would just marry someone you don’t love.” “Gina keep your voice down you shouldn’t even be here,” You argued. “Well neither should you,” she replied. “Did you at least do what we planned?” you asked. Gina nodded, “Of course! I may have also planted the old video of Audrey messing with that kid’s body back then in the slide show, Don’t worry crashing this wedding is what I was born to do.” Your eyes widened, “N-no were not crashing the wedding Gina we’re just scarring Audrey, and all the other survivors the wedding is still happening what all did you do?” Gina began to cry, “We’re never going to get to kill her if you’re in love her!” “Fuck Gina just go undo whatever you did if this wedding doesn’t happen in the slightest way Audrey and I have planned it to happen you will die before she does!” You yelled. She ran out the room to fix what she did. Gina feared you, although, you feared her more, well what she would do to Audrey if you werent there to stop it. You sat down and took a deep breath. “Gina must go,” you whispered.   A sudden knock on the door startled you. “Come in,” you answered. It was Noah foster. “Hey y/n, wedding starts in ten. You okay you’re not getting cold feet are you?” he asked. You shook your head, “No foster it’s not that.” Noah continued writing with Stavo and their comics were a hit everywhere. And sometimes he lended his expertise to help out on the case. “I tried to convince her to hold off on the wedding till the killer was caught believe me. It’s just, I feel so bad because while I’m here marrying the girl of my dreams the killer is out there probably killing his next victim,” you explained. “She,” was all he said. “Huh?” Noah explained, “The killer is probably a she you can tell by the way the body’s were found. They were clearly dragged showing that the killer doesn’t have a great amount of upper body strength which is more commonly found in females although I’m almost positive there is more than one killer because sometimes the body isn’t dragged showing that two people carried it there. But we can talk about this some other time y/n. Its your wedding day and I think you need to focus more on those vows. Lakewood’s second best is out there while the best is getting married. Don’t worry everything will be fine!” You smiled and hugged him, “Thanks Foster, you always know what to say huh?” He nodded, “Now go out there and have a great time.”   You and Audrey had talked a lot about how you would both walk down the aisle. With your father being absent you had both decided her father would walk you both down the aisle together at the same time. You looked over at her smiled and she did the same to you. Her father walked up behind the both of you and looped each arm around each of your arms. Audrey was on his left and you were on his right. The music started playing and the doors opened up. And everything became real. Was the revenge on Emma even worth losing Audrey anymore? You use to despise the both of them but now Emma had somewhat become your friend and Audrey, she was becoming your wife. You both met at the Alter and looked at each other. The priest went on with the normal wedding ceremony speech with his holy matrimony but you weren’t listening to any of it. You were trying to figure out how to kill Gina but also frame her for all the murders. But what Noah had said earlier was troubling you. How did he know you were not working alone. “And now the exchanging of Vows,” the priest said. Audrey cleared her throat trying to get you back down to earth. “Y/n You’re suppose to go first,” she whispered. “Shit!” you mumbled. The crowd behind you gasped. “Right. Audrey Jensen. The No longer bi curious, I love you in ways I’ve never loved anything in my life and that’s saying a lot because I’m known for my love of coffee,” You started out. “And it means so much to me that even though I’m hardly ever home because I’m working at the department that you don’t mind. I know you never wanted to stay here in Lakewood, I know your heart longed for film school and I can’t explain how it makes me feel in simple words that you chose me. Of course it makes me happy but also sad for you, Audrey. So that’s why after our Honeymoon I plan to join the L.A.P.D so you can live your dream because I would move mountains for you Audrey Jensen,” you said from the back of your mind. Gina who sat in the back row crossed her arms as anger burned inside of her. Audrey smiled, “Y/n you have become my dream. God I have longed for this day. I would have never dreamed as little girl that I would be standing here with you. My only wish is that I would have met you sooner so I could truly spend my life with you.” and with that the vows were over.   The Lutheran priest asked, “Y/f/n do you take Audrey Jensen to be your lawfully wedded wife?” “I do,” You spoke confidently. “And do you Audrey Jensen take Y/f/n to be your lawfully wedded wife?” She nodded, “I do.” “You brides may kiss,” He said and crowd laughed. You both leaned and kissed the laughter soon turned into awe as the ceremony was now over. You squirmed in your dress as you two walked back down the aisle. You saw the look of hatred on Gina’s face as you and your wife left the church. In the limo you’re thoughts were back on Gina and your new plan. You had to do it soon but didn’t want to put off the honey moon. “Everything alright?” Audrey asked. You smiled at her concern. “Yeah I’m just thinking about the case,” you lied. “Well you’re just going to have to the leave the case to the second best because our flight leaves tomorrow!” She said full of excitement. You kissed her cheek, “ I know Aud it’s just the murders aren’t going to stop while I’m gone y'know what if some knew information comes up?” “Then you’ll have to leave it to the ones on duty okay? y/n promise me you won’t try to work on honeymoon,” She demanded. “I promise Audrey,” You said. “Good. I mean I want this guy caught more than anything I do but you need a break you work all day and all night and I think this week away will really do you some good,” She said. You nodded, “You’re right. I just need to stop by my office.” After finally getting out of your dress you put on some casual cloths and met up with a hysterical Gina. “Why didn’t you go on with the plan?” You asked. “I didn’t want to ruin your perfect wedding,” She spat. “Come on Gina you know it’s not like that,” You lied. She scoffed, “Yeah right just admit it already you love her and you never loved me.” “Gina,” you whined. “But it’s okay because she’ll never truly love you Y/n. Want to know why?” She asked. “Sure why?” you sighed. Gina grew a big smile on her face, “Because she will always love Emma Duval and that’s why we have to kill them!” “We can’t kill them yet,” You told her. “So when? When you’ve grown way to attached to Audrey? Or when she realizes that you’re a murdering liar?” Gina argued back, “You don’t plan on killing her anymore do you?” “No it’s just as soon as I’m widow I’ll be kicked off the case and I can’t help us after that,” You explained. “So then what do I do while you’re off playing house on your honeymoon?” Gina asked. “Stick to the plan kill a few people terrorize Noah, I don’t know make them fear us,” You told her. “Fine but when you come back were ending her like we originally planned!” She yelled. You took a deep breath and wept on the inside for your beloved. “Okay,” You agreed before returning home to pack.