#the wedding made me cry so much

[sorryicantquitequeeryou]

Pretty enby in a wedding romper~

[mintypsii]

just started whole cake and i think its gonna become my favorite arc just cuz of the sanji content. anyways favorite scene so far <33 pudding and luffy gushing over sanji was soo (can u tell that this is completely self indulgent by how incoherent and messy it is)

i love pudding so much she's so sweet I sure hope nothing bad happens in relation to her! !! (last words before disaster)

[somedayillbepeterpan]

For Bonus Polinweek Day 3 | Favourite dance + mutual pining The wedding dance | S3E7: Joining of hands

I look across the room for you. 

Countless times, countless days, countless moments. I’ve always looked for you.

Drawn to the sky in your eyes. Drawn to the shine of your dress. Drawn to the kindness of your presence. 

Drawn to the familiar ease of our banter. Drawn to the heartfelt laughter. Drawn to the brightness of your mind.

I wrote and wrote of hollow intimacy, of an incomplete picture of comfort and happiness as I float around the world, eager to discover my purpose. Eager to understand places unfamiliar and yet eager to come home to write letters about it to you.

Funny…in every city, I find myself looking for you. Looking for the familiar blue of your eyes in strangers. Looking for your smile in difference faces. Looking for your bright red hair in a crowd.

Your words kept me company. I blanketed your letters each night, much like the yellow sheets I have at home. 

Always looking for you. Always drawn to you. 

They lifted the veil and all I could see was your worried face. My trembling hands and feet would have run to you, placating your fears. 

I’m here, Pen. I’m here with you. 

I nod across the room and find my heart soar as you timidly smile, nodding in slow confidence as you walked towards me. I wonder if time stood still as I remember the night that you asked for a kiss. The night where everything changed. 

Have I told you the moment when I realised the way my heart beats for you? Why in a crowded ballroom, it’s your yellow dress that I often easily find? How in moments of our childhood and adolescence, I realised that my favourite thing was making you laugh or smile?

I look across the room for you— you who are now shining so beautifully in a bridal gown. Stunningly made only for me. And yet the ache in my heart war against the woman in front of me and the enigma that broke my heart all those years ago. 

I see you and I see her. And yet you are one person. And yet you are both wearing the same dress, the same wedding ring, the same smile that lifts and breaks my heart at the same time. 

I look across the room for you for I long for you. Always you. Like a moth drawn to a fire, I have always looked for you. 

I see you cross the room for me. I know you’re walking towards me for my heart has been calling for you fervently all this time. 

For the first time in my life, I see an unfamiliar spark in your eyes— so full of confidence, so full of fire. The girl who I knew as timid and shy has grown into a woman so bright, clever, and beautiful that I am afraid of the fire that will consume me. 

And yet, I long for you. As you open your heart, looking, asking me to join you in this dance of freedom, I lock eyes with you, held out my hand, and lead you to the centre of room.

As we start to dance, I am unable to look away from you. Feel the length of you moving in sync with me. As we both get lost in the dance, the whole world falls away and all I could see is the woman I’ve always loved and fallen in love with.

Your auburn hair, cascading down your back. Your face adorned as if Aphrodite herself stepped on earth. Your dress hugging your body so perfectly. 

You who will always bring me back to myself. You who always saw the scars in my heart. You who knew me inside and out. 

Could I give you up for the sake of protecting my heart? Of clinging to the hurt in the past? Could I keep faulting you for something that you made in your youth and naïveté? Of the circumstance of your pain and broken heart?

Could I let go of this hand who has faithfully loved me all these years? Who has accepted me just as I am even when I tricked myself in changing myself to fit in?

I’ve always longed for you. For the warm and clever person that you are. For the kind and bright person that you are.

But you are more than that. And I need to keep up. I want to keep up. 

Because how can I live this life without your light?

[thanatos-nightshade]

Im so sorry i played Our Life: beginnings and always and not only has it sucker punched me with bittersweet feelings of life and change and relationships but its also thrown me into brain rot hell of it. Im sorry if ocean boy cove floods your feed get it? Its a pun

[jewish-space-laser]

MY SISTER IS MARRIIIIEEEEEDDDDDDDDDD

[toestalucia]

got a friend request whos profile comment was just "belial..."

[saltyfilmmajor]

I wish my parents didn’t think it’s unfair of me to want them to accept me unconditionally

They say they do but it’s a very Christian way of love the sinner hate the sin

My dad said that to me tonight

[deadtime-stories]

[slowlyrusting]

I don't know about perfection but what i know is cutie pie series touched my soul no it didn't just touch it was a warm hug for my deprived queer soul. One thing i can say for sure is that cutie pie is the queer represtation we needed and as all represtation it WILL CHANGE LIVES AHHHH cuz i know it changed Mine

[eusuntgratie]

gonna post tomorrow’s kinktober in a bit bc my brother-in-law is crashing in our hotel room so i won’t have an opportunity to post before post-wedding festivities and catching our flight tomorrow.

[rosicheeks]

Rosie darling I have planned so many different ways our wedding could happen. I am kind of obsessed with you and honestly think about you all the time. You are so wonderful and beautiful and attractive that it makes me want to you be yours but I am shy so I stay hidden. ❤️😳 I love being sweet to you and will never be anything else. 😁 I have already talked to the woodland creatures and they would love to hold your train for you for our wedding. ❤️ This world is without a doubt better because you are on it. Sorry it took me awhile to respond. Life has been crazy but you never left my thoughts. ❤️ The wedding is whenever you want it cause you are worth waiting and fighting for. You deserve the best and nothing less darling Rosie. ❤️😍

[girlgen1us]

oh you guys this job is SO boring it’s insane

[isntthiswherewecamein]

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[couldnt-think-of-a-funny-name]

at dinner people were talking about how much they cried during their weddings and my one cousin said she was SO determined not to cry, made it through the entire ceremony, but then during the reception her husband leaned over and asked 'hey, do you want me to get together a plate of roast beef and hide it in our room so we can have Night Meats?' and she went 'night meats?' and started sobbing because that was so romantic to her

[starkwlkr]

happy life, happy wife | hugh jackman

an: “you attract what you fear” GUYS IM SO SCARED OF A 55 YEAR OLD AUSTRALIAN 😭 definitely thinking about making marvel actress!reader x hugh an actual series… i have ideas

marvel actress!reader

Deadpool & Wolverine Press tour - Hot Ones

Hugh felt like he was going to die. Each wing was getting hotter and hotter, but immediately when he heard his wife’s name he forgot all about the spice.

“Hugh, your wife is part of the Avengers, how does it feel having your wife be part of such a huge franchise? Have you two talked about a potential team up with the X-men and the Avengers?” Sean asked.

“My wife . . . Oh god, I think I’m crying-”

“I can’t tell if you’re legitimately dying or completely in love with your wife.” Ryan told Hugh.

“Wait . . I am completely in love with my wife and I would legitimately die for her.” Hugh gasped as he rearranged Ryan’s words.

“Is that in the contract she made you sign when you married her? ‘I vow to die for you’. My contract said I had to give all my money to my kids and wife.” Ryan said.

“No, she’s amazing, um, if I start talking about her I think I might go on for hours,” he laughed. “Our kids do want to see their parents fighting the bad guys together. We would love to team up, maybe it could happen.” Hugh smiled.

“The entire movie would be them making out and her beating the shit out of you. I’d pay to see that.” Ryan added.

•••

Comic Con 2024

Like RDJ, your last Marvel movie had been Avengers: Endgame. After being in ten mcu films, it was time to say goodbye to your character.

But that was in 2019.

At this years comic con, you were back. The cast of Deadpool & Wolverine had taken the stage and showed their appreciation for the fans. After their panel, it was time to announce Marvel’s upcoming projects. Kevin Feige announced the Fantastic Four, Thunderbolts, Captain America 4, and finally the new Avengers movies, which everyone was extremely excited about.

After showing the title card for the upcoming Avengers film, Kevin turned to the audience.

“Something people have been asking, as of late, is who the heck is going to direct these two movies?” The audience clapped.

From the side of the stage, you were nervous. What if the fans didn’t like the idea of you directing the next two Avengers films? Your worrying caused Hugh to come to your rescue.

“Hey, they loved you as an Avenger, they will love you even more.” Hugh kissed your forehead. “If anyone says anything about this decision, they have me to deal with.”

You laughed at his words. “I really love you so much.”

“Love you too, bub.” Hugh was about to kiss you when Ryan cut in.

“I really love us too. I convinced half of the people here that we’re a throuple.” He said in the most serious tone ever.

Kevin announced you as the director. Your doubt of the fans not liking the announcement was proven wrong when you walked the stairs to the stage and stood next to Kevin. They cheered when they saw you were back.

As you said a few words, thanking Marvel, Kevin and the fans, you were being recorded by Hugh, who was being recorded by Ryan.

“That’s my wife!” Hugh cheered from backstage, holding his phone in his hand.

“She’s Marvel Jesus now, holy shit!”

•••

WIRED autocomplete interview

“Is Hugh Jackman married?”

“Yes, to me, Y/n, probably to half the population,” Ryan answered. “He’s Australia’s biggest slut.”

“All the times, I proposed.” Hugh laughed. “But yes, I am married and I love my wife very much. She’s stuck with me forever.” He lifted his hand to show off the wedding band.

“Funny, because she texted me right now. Her and Blake are in the courthouse getting married. So Deadpool three was actually made so our wives could divorce us and marry each other.”

[yawnderu]

Ex-husband Simon never truly goes away. 

Simon’s stomach twisted into a knot as he heard your muffled sobs, your warm tears seeping through the thin fabric of his shirt, holding onto him for dear life even if he’s the one responsible for your pain. 

“I hate you, Simon.” Empty words that still send an unfamiliar ache to his chest, his soul hurting for you. 

“I know, baby, I know.” He managed to croak out, his voice hoarse. The sight of the gold wedding band on his finger stabbed at something deep within him, reigniting the flicker of emotions he always tried to push aside for an amicable divorce. 

Ten years down the drain, your whole life reduced to nothing but ink and paper. Simon’s duty to the SAS and the 141 took up so much of his time, often only managing to be home for a few months out of the year. Missed holidays and celebrations, broken promises of trying to be more present. As understanding as you tried to be, everyone reaches their breaking point. 

“Give me some time, love. I’ll retire. Y’can get anythin’.” Perhaps it is selfish to ask you to wait, yet how is a broken man expected to give up on the only beacon of light he has amidst all the darkness and shadows? His highschool sweetheart, his beloved wife. 

“How long?” Your whispered question hit Simon like a blow to the gut, so much trust and fear held in only two simple words. He closed his eyes for a moment, his hands tightening around your waist as you still straddle him, nearly cuddling him up even if all you could do was cry. 

“After we scatter Johnny’s ashes. S’ gonna be a quick trip to Scotland, and then I’m all yours.” He paused for a moment, his rough fingers tracing over the band on his ring finger, his touch always gentle in your presence. Despite the ring being a constant reminder of your love and broken promises, it was always safely tucked under the thick material of his gloves. Simon’s way of keeping you with him, of having something that made him cling to his sanity no matter how much bloodshed those same hands spill. 

“Half a month.” He’s more explicit this time, his warm hand running up and down the length of your back, not daring to go lower despite how much his entire soul craves you. It’s a tender moment that gives him an inner sanctity, and he’s not looking into ruining it. 

His eyes flutter shut as your delicate arms encircle his shoulders, hugging his body closer to yours, the smell of tobacco invading your nose. Despite it all, you’re placing all your trust in Simon one last time.