#uhhhh marriage yeet

[eleven441]

The Story 2❤️💙🤍

Cody Rhodes x Eleven story.

Seth and Jey finally came back with our food. Just some waffles coffee, bacon, hash browns,beans and shit (i don't live in America , so i wouldn't know).

"ha that cashier be talking to us like she came from aborting her child!"All we did was stare at him in anger. We ate and laughed and to our surprise Cody actually joined in the conversation.

We were talking about that Snickers commercial that the Miz did. "Maybe you need a Snickers!" Cody and i said at the same time. Jey stared at me with a Stern look on his face then shifted his stare to Cody. He slowly turned his serious face into a small smile. Then he chuckled.

"What's so funny?" I asked rolling my eyes. "Oh nothin, just thinkin bout somethin serious."he said looking down with that mischievous smile still plastered on his face. "Like what?"I asked. "Marriage..." Seth mumbled.

"what?" I asked again. "Oh nothing , nothing" he said as he looked to the side, out the window."Riiiigggghhht"i said staring at him.

Time skip we got home.

Jey was up Gyming, Seth went to see Becky's family because her grandmother just passed. And who knows where Cody could be. So i was left alone... I was wearing my black sweat pants and black crop top.

I got a packet of cheese chips and started eating. That's when Cody came down. Shirtless with a towel around his waist. He looked at me with a smile. "Hi!" He said softly but cheerfully. "Hey! Cody" i responded. He went over to the fridge. "Hmm what do i want to eat?" He asked himself. "Fruit salad, yeah". I walked over to him.

" Cody?"i said softly. "Yeah what's up?" He responded looking up at me from the fridge. "So you talked to H about the whole script and i won't be joining Naomi and crew right?" I asked. "Yeah yeah yeah, well .. he said you can do your segment first , then I'll be with you at the main event.

"Cool cool......" There was an awkward silence , then i finally said "Wh-why do you want me there anyway." I watched him take a bite out of a real juicy grape fruit. Some of the juice started dripping and went over to his abs and chest. I was just starting at his lovely torso, im sure he noticed.

" oh Cody you have a cut on your arm!" The cut started bleeding."oh , y-yeah, right umm-" i pulled out a first aid box from under a couch cushion. "Wha- was that always there?" Cody asked. " I don't know?" I shrugged followed by a soft laugh. I took out what i needed, he hissed in pain because of the medication i put on it. This time we were closer than close.

While I trearted him and i felt chills, from my head (since he was taller than me) all the way to my spine. I could feel , loving eyes on me , loving and also a bit lustful. "You asked why I want you there, right?" He said with a low raspy voice.

I looked up at him through my ponytail, i saw he blue eyes gaze into mine. "Y-yeah?" I responded shyly. "Because i want you near me. I want you to stay with the American Nightmare." I was shocked, tbh. I felt hands make their way to my waist and we grew closer.

But then he stopped. "S-sorry , I'm sorry I did that it's just" he said. "It's -its okay ... All better now. " I said putting the bandage on him. "Uhhhh thank you " he said "Don't mention it " i said blushing. I started my way off to get everything ready . "The plane leaves in an hour , we'll meet Jey and Seth there.

"Yeet!" I yelled back as i continued my way outside.

SMACKDOWN...🟦

"It was only a month before wrestlmania (royal rumble was coming up soon). We all got ready for the show. "Hey Bianca!" I shouted. "Hi! Gurrl!!!"she said. "You look good!"

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If you saw Eleven's previous photo, it was red right. Well now it was blue and she wore this but the yelli is blue and the track bottom says yeet at the side... ( Sorry for making the story too fictional , Im used to Wattpad)

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Yeah...

Our segment was about teaming up and defeating damage control sooner or later. Trust me we slayed. We did get ambushed but Bianca and i scared them of especially me with some of my brother's moves...

Soon it was Cody's segment , the main event. I entered with him and the crowd went wild. Ofcourse as usual the Bloodline interfered. They surrounded us , but thankfully Jey and Seth came. Jey and I fought off Jimmy and Solo. And you know how it is every week.

Now that SmackDown was over Cody and i went back. It was lastly a match between Jimmy and Seth.

"i have some important work to attend to with Triple H , meet me back here okay?" He said making sure i understood clearly.

"yes i will..." I said like that he gave me one last smile and walked off.

TIME SKIP...

Cody POV

I finally finished what i was doing with Triple H and the rest. I was looking forward to telling Elé how i felt. But when i got to where i told her to wait she wasn't there. This wasn't like her. I was a bit angry , disappointed and confused.

I called her phone 📱 multiple times it wasn't getting through i thought it was bad reception so i went to were there better connection. Still not going through... I tried for several minutes until i heard Jey.

"Yo uce, Where's my sister?!!!" He said angrily. "I don't know im trying to call her!" He looked at me even angrier. " Yo uce , she was last whichu , WHERE IS MY SISTER!!!" he gripped me by my vest. "Jey , calm down. I don't know where she is?" Jey let me go.

"I tried calling her too , it ain't going through" he said. We asked Seth , he didn't see her , he tried calling so did Becky , nothing. We asked everyone Bianca , Bobby , Austin and the street profits. NOTHING

We asked Triple H and the officials , nothing. Seth called Paul Haymen and he said they didn't see anyone.

Bloodline POV

"umm my tribal chief , Seth Rollins came with a message."he said. "Seth Rollins??" He said raising his eyebrow. "Why Seth, i mean , he can't handle the pressure?" Paul Haymen sat down. " No...my tribal chief it's your cousin." He looked and chuckled. "Who...Jey?" Paul shaked his head.

"No Eleven, she has gone missing. They called everyone and I mean everyone." Jimmy stood up in shock so did Solo. "My lil sis is missing?" He said in his raspy voice. "Yeah stop playin , Wiseman" solo said.

"N-no im serious..." He said shaking. "Noooo, that's my lil sister!!!! Hell no " Jimmy yelled. Roman looked down at his feet. "Eleven, she's my cousin and has nothing to do with any of this... Well let's go try to look for her!" He exclaimed.

Cody POV

I was stressed out and saw nothing but red. I was furios , i could yell at anyone. I just wanted to find her.

I bardged into the judgement day's locker room. No one saw them. Sure they threw threats at me but i didn't care. Well Truth was there and told me something shocking.

" nope i didn't see your girlfriend, all i saw was An angry Karion Kross and angry Final testament leaving real early like around the time y'all said she went missing like a feeeew minutes after."

Truth might be Stupid but that was the only information i wanted from him... I told Jey and we were brain storming.

Where could she be?

Story continues

#Cody Rhodes #cody rhodes #wwe faniction #wrestling smut #wwe #wrestlmania 40 #wrestlmania #faniction #jey uso smut #jey uso #jey uso fanfic #Joshua Fatu #joshua fatu #Seth Rollins #roman reigns #Jimmy Uso #Jonathan Fatu #the bloodline #Spotify #SoundCloud

[nixnmatch]

9 people you'd like to get to know better

I've been tagged, what- bles u @grineerios i give you a bowl of milk as compensation

Last song: Firecracker by Cami-Cat (has been on repeat for 2 days) and Jericho by Celldweller, Brave New World by Kalandra (for ART purposes….)

Favorite color: mUST i choose ONE?! I like blues, all the blues, but ask me later and I'll say reds/oranges. or greens. or-

Currently Watching: nothing because my netflix privileges were revoked :< but i was watching Zom 100 Bucket List of the Dead, and My Happy Marriage. Might go rewatch some Code Lyoko.

Last Movie: fuck if I remember the last movie I watched. .....wait, i remember, it was Barbie Fairytopia Mermaidia

Currently Reading: mostly fanfic when my brain wants to read, but I did just finish The Last Unicorn, and Eon by Allison Goodman is next in my reading queue

Sweet/Spicy/Savory: Sweet and savory are interchangeable by my mood. I absolutely Cannot do spicy stuff tho bnleh

Relationship Status: in the void, i'm too scared of people for shit like that

Current Obsession: my own stupid OCs. also the game spiritfarer, I guess.

Last Thing I Googled: *checks* spiritfarer villa, stella spiritfarer, spiritfarer pork, jester poses, spiritfarer icebreaker, court jester vocaloid, spiritfarer-

Currently Working On: mostly the grind to get rent monies, wrangling my brain to pick a project, rp responses (the…very few…i have going…), slowly chipping at warframe quests veeerrry slooowlyyyy, a couple amvs and animatics when my computer hardware decides to cooperate (which is never, so mostly storyboarding animatics on paper)

Tagging: uhhhh I don't know people! uhhhh- I have mutuals! (I think?? object permanence go yeet) yall-! do the thing!

#not warframe #personal shite #rig rambles

[catzoomies]

Give him his ring bitch

#phanart #shane dawson #daniel howell #amazingphil #dan and phil #uhhhh marriage yeet #jules art tag

[metalnmagick]

Alright nobody asked for them but here are some of my random Hammertooth headcanons:

-Magnus keeps a blanket in his car specifically for Toki in the winter Bc his car is old and doesn’t heat up very fast

-Magnus calls Toki “Bunny” as a nickname. The other guys heard him do it once and they will not let Magnus live it down.

-Toki really likes playing video games with Magnus. He loves FNAF but Magnus hates it because he’s old and can’t handle jumpscares. Toki can’t either but he has fun teasing Magnus. Magnus absolutely loves anything with genuine atmosphere though. Silent Hill is his favorite. Toki gets so skittish during it because Magnus insists on playing it at night with the lights off. Is it so Toki will snuggle up to him? Who’s to say

-When they get married (I feel like Toki would nag Magnus into it despite his definite “marriage is an institution” attitude I’m sure he has) they change their last name to Warhammer because they both have sick as hell last names but hate their families.

-Magnus likes to be affectionate to Toki in front of the others specifically to aggravate them. Especially Charles. Charles hates Magnus so so much. He hates how bad Toki’s taste in men is.

-Magnus initially sleeps in the guest room but Toki comes in to hang out and sleep in there with him pretty much every night anyway. Over time it slowly becomes their room instead of just Magnus’. He doesn’t mind. Toki’s room is inconvenient anyway because there is no way Magnus’ lanky ass is fitting on Toki’s twin sized bed with him.

-Toki gets very easily flustered by affection. He’ll blush very hard and go “stops it~!!!” If Magnus is affectionate to him in front of the others. He absolutely does not want him to stop though.

-They are both such touch starved bastards. They are just constantly touching in some way. Holding hands, hugging, sitting super close, one of their heads on the other’s lap, playing with each other’s hair, and kissing of course.

-Magnus likes to come up behind Toki and kiss his neck because Toki makes a very cute squeaky noise when he does.

-Toki is an absolute nightmare sometimes. He will trick Magnus by kissing down to his stomach like he’s gonna do......... something nice for him 👀........ and then just raspberry him instead. Horrible boy. Brat man.

-They can both pick each other up. Did you see how Magnus yeeted that kid in Dethcamp? He’s deceptively strong. Therefore he can pick Toki up. And Toki can pick him up. Symbiosis.

-Magnus cannot fucking party like he used to. If the boys bring him out he wants to go home as soon as it hits 11:30 PM. They have found him under tables at bars asleep. Toki sometimes has to carry him out to their car so he can sleep there. Sometimes if Magnus is awake but kind of not feeling very social, Toki will sit with him and they’ll drink together instead of getting sloppy with the others. This doesn’t mean Magnus will not still have a massive hangover in the morning but it makes it more worth it.

Uhhhh that’s all I got for now but if you want more just ask! Inbox is open and I love talking abt these dorks so much.

#dethklok #metalocalypse #toki wartooth #magnus hammersmith #hammertooth #magtok #headcanons

[tropicalfreckles]

Beej?

Anon you’ve opened the floodgates you absolute fool(i’m kidding) OKAY, let me tell you all about what I like about the smelly trash man cause if it wasn’t obvious before with me not being so subtle I have a big crush and enjoy this stupid demon a lot (crush on musical beej specifically of course LAWL)

Why I Like them: OKAY IN ORDER, first movie Beetlejuice. I enjoy he’s a big sleazy asshole that has funny one-liners every time he actually just show up in the movie. He’s a fast-talking con man that acts like a used car salesman and he has a sleazy charm to him. I also enjoy watching Barbara school his ass every time I rewatch the movie, stan movie Barbara y’all she’s a babe and will take you down. I also like to thank Michael Keaton for his performance it was a great one and we all have movie Beej to thank for the other Beetlejuices we got!

Toon Beej! Adorable, a brat, a jerk, a man that would do anything to make a quick buck and he’s gross and such a petty shithead I love him lmao. He can be pure and adorable and nice when he wants to be even if he doesn’t like to show that he has a soft side. Also holy shit all his puns??? YES?? I LOVE PUNS. His jokes, his powers, everything about this middle aged dead ghoul is A+ and ya know what when karma does slap him that’s good too cause he does deserve to get taken down a peg some times lmao. Toon Beej is someone I’d happily be friends with.

now we get to my big ass crush on a stupid, smelly BASTARD OF A BUGMAN

Musical Juice. What don’t I like about him? Besides his dumb ass plan of a green card marriage lmao (I mean movie beej also sleazy af for doing that too). ANYWAYS. What I like. His stupid smile (both blum and brightman just WHY ARE THEY BOTH SO ATTRACTIVE AHHH), his unhinged pansexual disaster energy, who tf is letting this man do coke that is a terrible idea but it gives such hilarious results, the fact that he uses his humor with his trauma he needs to NOT call me out like that lol. I weirdly relate to Musicaljuice like a lot (as someone who struggles with trying not to be petty or get jealous and stuff like that), plus him feeling invisible and lonely also hit home really hard when people in middle school and high school would randomly just drop/ghost me out of the blue. He’s such a chaotic sleaze and I just enjoy his energy and his jokes so much. His dirty humor? Sign me up I keep it clean here folks cause I got another blog for dirty stuff but I like dirty humor when it’s done right lmao. Also dadbod. Dadbod is CHEF KISS. The little things I also enjoy. How he does have an affectionate side (him being just affection/touch starved also coming for the throat cause me too), the fact that he jumped to protect Lydia after she rightfully killed him and he even gave her his cowboy hat as a goodbye present. I thought it was nice of him to yeet out of there cause he did do a lot of bads lmao. I also love how excited he got and the chaotic sibling energy he had with Lydia when scaring. I just really, really enjoy musical Beetlejuice a lot guys.

Sorry I’m such a simp for him lmao

He is my emotional support bastard

Why I don’t: I honestly do not hate his character at all, but, I can criticize his actions. To a degree. I can’t exactly say (ex. Musicaljuice)“Oh no! a demon trying to kill Lydia’s friends and family?? How unexpected!!” he’s a demon he’s gonna do evil-ish things. Which is why I applaud Lydia taking matters into her own hands good kid 10/10. and like movie Juice is a bastard sleazy man of course he’s gonna have a shitty idea as to marry a teenage girl so he can freely do whatever he wants in the world of the living. He never in the final script showed any creepy shit towards her which god I am grateful for I don’t need someone perving on this teenager that’s already having a wild time in her new house. He’s a conman just trying to have a good time but goes about it by crappy means. The petty/jealousy thing can go too far some times (but I chalk that up to musicaljuice’s sad upringing along with not having an positive relationships that we know of in his life to support him) for musical and toon juice (toon juice once again I don’t think had any friends that really understood him when he was alive and when he died so he just does whatever he wants since people already think so little of him before he meets Lydia), however with the proper talking to I think both could improve from it. Like in an analysis way I know these guys are fictional just like character development thoughts. All three have said and or done some things ranging from like small shitty things to problematic obviously. Beetlejuice is a very complex character as a whole. Movie juice obviously not as developed since he’s barely in the film to kind of shroud him in more mystery but that doesn’t mean his motives aren’t intriguing. I don’t want to make this post longer than it already is so that’s just all of my thoughts summarized.

Favorite Episode (scene if Movie): Fav movie beej scene is hard.

His first time meeting the Maitlands, his charades with Lydia, then the ending scene are all so good.

Toon Beej I’m trying to think. Once again I’ve only rewatched like 20+ episodes for the cartoon so it’s hard to pick with limited options. Uhhhh I like the haunted attraction episode lmao also the creepy tree and how he went out of his way to help Lydia move her favorite tree and in the end tried saying something nice to the tree even though eh was annoyed with it the whole episode.

Musical juice that is HARD, Blum and Brightman just own every scene they’re in shit lawl. I really like the evil plan reveal during the séance. The whole being dead pt 1&2 (the guide reprise), say my name, his scenes with the maitlands.

Favorite season/movie: Skip

Favorite Line: NICE FUCKING MODEL!! *honkhonk* (pfft)

also like... everything beetlejuice says in the musical lmao “new phone who dis”

Favorite Outfit: HONESTLY I love every single outfit all three beetlejuices wear. I want the fucking guide hat so badly!!!

OTP: 

hahahaAAAHH ah. Well. Ya see here. Let’s go with the first options. Cause of a number of artists on here I’ve been pretty keen on the BeetlejuicexMiss Argentina ship for moviejuice tbh lmao. I like the idea they had an office fling. Musicaljuice and Miss Argentina sounds cute too.

I don’t actively go into the Beetlands tag but I do think the art and idea for it (after a lot of building up trust/consent/and talking) think it can be a super cute poly ship! I like.

I don’t really ship Toon Beej with anyone tbh.

so now into the self indulgent shit lmaaoo

I love people’s ocs/self inserts with the Bugman a lot and I myself super hardcore ship my oc Leilani and musicaljuice. I... maye have drawn self insert art I have no posted here out of being shy but it’s on another blog that will stay hidden lmao. I don’t normally post self insert stuff of myself cause man I can draw it easily for other people but when it comes to myself I am shy.

I mean I’m writing a fic for beej and lani as we speak and you all know by now if you’ve been following me for the past couple of months I’ve drawn a handful of doodles plus commissioned numbnutspo to draw my self indulgent ship lawl

BROTP: The obvious for toon and musicaljuice is Lydia Deetz of course. Chaos siblings. Also I have a BROTP of my demon oc Antares with musicaljuice too. Dumb demon bros.

Unpopular Opinion: TBH Idk if I have one. I like to think there’s a resounding hiss @ the ship that shall not be named lmao.

A Wish: Same wish I had for Lydia’s ask, I wanna see the musical live REAL BADLY. I also wish I could tell the cast/crew of the musical how much it has helped me get through this shitty year and how it legit just revived my passion for drawing again. I got to meet a lot of people through the musical and made some new friends. Plus I’m actually making money off my art now???

An oh-god-please-dont-ever-happen: I wanna forget that clean beetlejuice from that one episode of the cartoon exists lmao it scares me (I mean I wouldn’t object to musical juice to taking a fucking bath or brushing his teeth but let’s be real that ain’t happening)

5 words to best describe them: Bastard, Unhinged, Handsome, 1-Brain Cell, Huggable

My nickname for Them: I mean when I refer to him or write fics it’s always Beej, BJ, Bugman, Bug, Bastard Man, Smelly Trashman, Garbage Man, Lawrence, the list goes on lawl

and now I have aired out more of my stupid obsession with this dumb demon

edit: I FORGOT HEADCANONS

OKAY HEADCANONS. Musical juice is definitely the oldest of the three, (in dead terms too, in alive terms he was ony alive for like less than 3 minutes or something), I love musicaljuice pansexual/genderfluid so much. I have a bunch but my mind is like blank rn for the rest shit sorry but I added those in at least

also I like the funny headcanon toon juice is taller than keatlejuice and musicaljuice

I also like the headcanon for autistic beetlejuice (as someone who is also autistic)

#asks #long post #anon #beetlejuice #musical beetlejuice #asks game #Anonymous

[sofhyuck]

Whisper of the Heart

Genre: fluff and then angst hehe, prince!Jaemin, maid!reader

Word count: 7.2k (yah YEET yah)

Excerpt: “Everything is going to get better soon, I promise.” You whispered.

“You keep saying that, Y/n, but how do you know? It’s been so long, it’s hopeless at this point!” She cried, pulling herself away from your embrace.

“I can’t explain why, I just feel that something good is coming.”

“I just hope you’re right.” She said, skepticism clear on her face.

“I promise, ok?” You replied, holding your pinky out to her.

“You better not break your promise.” She grumbled, linking her finger with yours.

“You know I never would.”

Masterlist

A/N: I got the idea for this while watching The Princess Diaries 2 (ye idk either) and it wasn’t supposed to be angst but uhhhh surprise! Also sorry for doing mark and jeno a lil dirty LOL

The castle had never been so quiet before. It was unclear what had caused you to wake up so early, but you had little room to complain. The world seemed so at peace at that moment; the sun had barely begun to rise while the birds woke from their nights sleep, preparing to sing their melancholy tunes. Swinging your legs out of bed, your feet hit the cold ground, sending a small jolt up your spine. Not bothering to put on slippers you shuffled out of the bedroom, heading through the kitchen to grab an apple, before reaching the gardens. The damp grass tickled your bare feet as you moved towards the large cherry tree nestled in the middle of the expansive land. You sat down, apple still in hand, and closed your eyes, drawing in a deep breath. For a moment you could feel everything; every little insect, every plant, every breath of air. It felt as though you were one with the world.

Reopening your eyes, you bit into the apple, its sweetness flooding your tastebuds. In all your years at the castle you had never felt so at peace. You watched the sunrise as you finished your apple, a soft smile resting on your lips. Throwing the core into the flower beds, you stood from your spot beneath the tree and stretched before heading back indoors. A crash from the kitchen broke your peace, signalling the beginning of your day. The small clock in the hallway told you that you had fifteen minutes to get cleaned up before waking the princess. Picking up your pace, you jogged back to your room to prepare for the day ahead of you.

Some might expect you to dislike your job as the princesses handmaiden. People often expected someone with a royal title to be snooty and rude, however, Princess Jioo was anything but. In fact, you had grown extremely close with the princess. Knowing the princess since you were thirteen, the two of you had quickly grown to be the closest of friends. There was no one else on the royal staff that the princess could turn to, and the same went for you as well. Luckily, the king and queen thought it good for Jioo to befriend someone who was of a lower title, and encouraged your friendship to bloom.

A sliver of light peeked through the heavy curtains, falling across the princesses bed. Quietly, you pushed the door open and moved towards the curtains. Drawing in a deep breath, you threw open the curtains, permitting the sun to glare directly upon the sleeping princesses figure.

“It’s time to wake up, your highness.” You sang, voice light and airy.

“Y/n, I’m going to kill you.” Jioo’s voice came out muffled under the sheet she had pulled over her head in a feeble attempt at blocking out the sun’s rays.

“Oh, but your highness! What would you ever do without me?”

“Get a good nights sleep.” She grumbled, finally sitting up while rubbing her eyes.

“I would have let you sleep in more but Prince Jeno is set to be here in less than an hour.”

“Didn’t Prince Mark leave, like, less than a week ago?” Jioo groaned, falling back into her pillow.

“More like a week and a half ago, but you know your parents are just trying to find who’s best for you. I mean, you didn’t have to send Prince Mark away so soon, what was so bad about him anyways?”

A slight pause filled the room before you both broke out into a fit of laughter at your feigned ignorance. While Prince Mark was extremely handsome and kind, he proved to be a bit of an idiot. On the first day alone, the prince had broken one of the dining room chairs, knocked over a platter of cakes, and nearly broke his neck falling down the main staircase. While some might have found it endearing, Jioo and you had both found his clumsiness a bit too much. His lack of knowledge about the kingdom did little to help his case.

Recovering from your laughter, Jioo got out of bed and you began to help her dress for Prince Jeno’s arrival. Ever since Jioo had turned eighteen, every month meant a new prince staying in the castle. While a bit strange, it was customary in the kingdom for any suitor to live in the castle for at least four weeks. If the princess liked the prince, then he was invited to stay longer and, hopefully, it would lead to marriage. So far, Jioo had sent out every prince as soon as the four weeks were up. Each had their own charms, but also faults that proved unfitting for Jioo. For the most part, the four weeks were spent with the two of you gossiping about the suitors and laughing over how ridiculous they were.

“I’ve heard Prince Jeno is a total bore.” Jioo sighed, wincing while you combed the knots from her hair.

“At least try to give him a chance, we don’t want a repeat of Prince Yukhei.” Prince Yukhei was the first and only prince to be sent home on the first day. Jioo’s premonitions of the poor boy had led her to snubbing him the whole day. So upset by this treatment, the prince had requested to leave the castle at once. The king and queen had not been particularly pleased with Jioo’s actions. They forced her to take two straight weeks of etiquette classes, and, subsequently, you had to put up with two weeks of her complaints. Needless to say, neither of you wanted to go through such torment ever again.

“I suppose you’re right. I just wish this torture would end already,” Jioo turned to face you, holding your hands in hers. “You’re so lucky, Y/n, you can marry whomever you want whenever you want with no outside pressure.”

This wasn’t the first time the two of you had such a conversation. In fact, the subject came up nearly every time a new suitor was set to arrive. There was little you could say in response considering all she said was true. Most of the time you sat in silence, allowing Jioo to vent her grievances to you. You had no reason to complain, instead you were glad that she felt comfortable enough with you to talk about her inner thoughts. And it wasn’t like she didn’t help you in return, nearly every night the two of you sat on her floor, sharing stories and venting to each other while drinking tea and eating small sandwiches. It was a ritual that started when you were young and you had no intention to end.

“I know it must be so hard for you, Jioo. But I promise that, one day soon, you will find someone who sweeps you off your feet.” You reassured her, squeezing her hands lightly before pulling her up. “Now go eat breakfast, you have fifteen minutes before he arrives!”

Ushering her out of the room, you followed her down the stairs and lined up with the rest of the staff, waiting to greet the prince. After waiting ten minutes, a man came inside and announced that Prince Jeno had arrived. Jioo ran into the room less than a minute later and the king and queen fussed over her before the main doors swung open. Prince Jeno was definitely handsome, that much could be said for sure. You could see Jioo perk up and you made eye contact with her, sharing a sly smirk and a wink. Introductions were made and the staff was dismissed, allowing the prince and princess to bond.

The first day was always the most stressful for you; you were always on call just in case Jioo needed an escape or some advice. Some days you were called for every five minutes, others there was no need for you at all. That day fit under the category of the former. Shortly after lunch, you were summoned to Jioo’s room. With a heavy sigh, you put down your book and padded towards her room. With a light knock, you entered her room only to be faced with Jioo’s back as she lay face first on her bed.

“I’m guessing it hasn’t been going too well.” You pried, moving to sit beside her on the bed.

“The rumors were true,” she groaned rolling over onto her back, “He’s so incredibly boring. One can only go so long staring at a handsome face before the drivel coming from it drives you absolutely insane.”

“Oh, come on now,” you laughed, “he can’t possibly be that bad.”

“Oh, but he is. I don’t even know how I lasted so long talking with him, I can hardly remember what he said, I was so bored!” She exclaimed, waving her arms in the air.

“Well, you only have twenty-seven more days to go!” You teased, patting her head only to be met with a pillow to the face.

“I wonder if I can convince him to leave early.”

“You know that never works, they’re all always too tied to tradition to even dream of leaving early.”

“I’m never going to find a husband at this rate.” Jioo groaned, burying her head into your lap.

“I promise you will find true love,” you whispered, stroking her hair, “and I promise it will happen soon.

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You had to hand it to her, even when completely disinterested Jioo certainly knew how to charm a man. Her soft smile and engaging conversations won the hearts of nearly all the prince’s who had visited. Unfortunately, none had been able to win hers. After four agonizing weeks, Jeno finally left the castle with no invitation to return. You could see the disappointment on Prince Jeno’s face when he heard he was to leave, but he left in a cordial manner nonetheless. The relief was visible on Jioo’s face and she gestured for you to follow her back to her room. You knew what was coming, every failed suitor threw her into a deeper slump. Nearly two years had passed since the first prince had arrived, and the prospects were slimming. The king and queen had yet to say anything, but it was clear that, unless Jioo could find a husband in the next few months, she would have to marry at random. Having dreamed of marrying out of true love since the two of you were young, you knew an arranged marriage was Jioo’s worst nightmare.

The door closed with a loud thud behind you as you watched Jioo walk towards her balcony, leaning against the railing. Following close behind, you saw her shoulders begin to shake, small sobs escaping past her lips. Quietly, you moved beside her and wrapped your arms around her, allowing her to cry into your embrace. The two of you stood in silence until it was time for dinner. Taking a step back, you brought your hands up to softly wipe away any stray tears remaining on her face.

“Everything is going to get better soon, I promise.” You whispered.

“You keep saying that, Y/n, but how do you know? It’s been so long, it’s hopeless at this point!” She cried, pulling herself away from your embrace.

“I can’t explain why, I just feel that something good is coming.”

“I just hope you’re right.” She said, skepticism clear on her face.

“I promise, ok?” You replied, holding your pinky out to her.

“You better not break your promise.” She grumbled, linking her finger with yours.

“You know I never would.”

❃❃❃❃

Jioo spent the following week with you, trying to enjoy as much of her free time before the next suitor arrived.  During the day the two of you would walk around the gardens, lounging by the lake and eating a packed lunch. At night you laid on the lawn, gazing at the stars and sharing your deepest thoughts and fears. As the day of the next prince’s arrival drew nearer, you could feel the anxiety radiating off of her. You tried your best to ease her fears and take her mind off of the suitor, but even you could do little to tame her mind. The dreaded day arrived and you slowly dragged your feet towards her door. Although you constantly tried to reassure her, you yourself feared that she may never be allowed to fall in love. With a soft knock, you pushed open her door only to find Jioo already sat right up in her bed, waiting expectantly for your arrival.

“Good morning.” She mumbled, picking at her sheets.

“Morning, Jioo. You should get ready, Prince Jaemin will be arriving—”

“I know, Y/n. I’ve been sat awake here for nearly five hours now.” She cut you off, moving out of the bed so that you could help her dress.

The two of you moved in silence. What was an hour felt more like twelve, the world seeming to slow around the two of you. You could feel the nerves radiating off of Jioo as you followed her downstairs. She went directly towards the main hall, ignoring your pesterings about eating breakfast.

“I’ll only throw it all back up, I’m far too nervous to do anything but stand here.” She shrugged, taking her place by her parents.

Another ten minutes passed by, the entrance filled with the lively chatter of the other staff members while you stood in silence beside the princess. Finally, Prince Jaemin’s arrival was announced and you felt Jioo stiffen beside you. You quickly gave her hand a tight squeeze before returning it to her side, folding your own in front of you. The doors opened to reveal the prince. He strode in, confidence radiating from his every pore and a dazzling smile on his face. You inhaled sharply, momentarily caught off guard by his enchanting appearance. The king and queen quickly greeted him while the staff rushed around to collect his things but you remained frozen in place next to Jioo. After speaking with the king and queen, the prince made his way over to where you and Jioo were standing.

“Hello, your highness. My name is Prince Jaemin, but please, just call me Jaemin. It’s a pleasure to meet you,” He grinned, bringing Jioo’s hand up to his lips. “And who might you be?” He tilted his head, turning to face you.

“O-oh! I’m Princess Jioo’s handmaiden, Y/n. It’s an honor to meet you, your highness.” You stuttered out quickly, giving a clumsy curtsy at the end.

“Please, you can call me Jaemin as well. All this formality stuff makes me uncomfortable,” He chuckled before turning back to Jioo and sticking out his arm. “I would love to see more of the castle, I’ve heard so many good things about the architecture. Would you mind showing me around?”

Jioo happily linked arms with him and the pair walked off, leaving you in shock. The other prince’s may have been attractive, but none of them could hold a candle to Prince Jaemin’s pure beauty. After a few minutes, your heartbeat slowed and you found the hall nearly empty. Lightly slapping your cheeks, you made your way towards the kitchens.

While your main job was to tend to the princess, you often found yourself messing around in the kitchen as well. Sometimes the cooks would help you learn new recipes, but most of the time they allowed you to experiment on your own. Once, and only once, Jioo had requested to help you. It had ended in near disaster and since then she was allowed no where near the place, not that she was complaining. It had taken nearly two hours to completely clean her body of flour. The bathroom became a mess as well since you couldn’t stop laughing at her state, causing her to splash you with water while pouting.

Rolling your sleeves up, you grabbed the pot of flour and a mixing bowl. The other day Jioo had been craving some blueberry muffins and you knew Jioo was sure to be hungry soon, especially since she had refused to eat at breakfast. You moved with purpose as you bustled around the kitchen, attempting to distract yourself from the memory of Prince Jaemin. No matter how hard you tried to forget, the image of his smiling face remained engraved in your mind. Never before had one of Jioo’s suitors struck you in such a manner, and you hadn’t even held a proper conversation with him. His presence was enough to capture and hold your attention.

You were mixing the batter, making sure it was void of lumps, when you felt a gentle tap on your shoulder. Startled, you dropped the mixing bowl onto the counter with a clatter, spinning around only to be met with the guilty face of Prince Jaemin.

“I didn’t mean to frighten you.” He mumbled, rubbing the back of his neck in embarrassment.

“What are you doing in here?” You interrogated before turning red, realising how rude you were being. “I-I’m sorry, your highness. I only meant, shouldn’t you be with the Princess?” For a moment your mind wandered; perhaps Jioo didn’t like Prince Jaemin and was sending him away. Maybe you would have the chance to capture his heart.

“Unfortunately the Princess was called away to attend a prior engagement. I was left on my own so I decided to explore a little. I was hoping I’d run into you as well.” He said with a wink.

“O-oh, well, here I am.” You stuttered out, inwardly cringing at how awkward you sounded.

“What are you making?” Prince Jaemin questioned, peering over your shoulder to glance inside the mixing bowl.

“Blueberry muffins! Jioo mentioned a craving for them a few days ago and now that I have free time I decided to whip some up!”

“May I help?” Prince Jaemin’s face lit up, already moving to grab the bowl.

“I’m practically finished at this point, but if it so pleases you, your highness, please do.”

“I thought I told you to call me Jaemin, Y/n. I’d like to be friends with you and all the forced formalities will only prove as a hindrance towards our friendship.”

If you hadn’t been shocked before, you certainly were now. Never had one of Jioo’s princes treated you in such a manner. Of course they were all cordial with you but, besides a few passing greetings, they never went out of their way to strike up conversation. Oblivious of your state, Prince Jaemin shifted around you towards the muffin tins laying on the counter. Happily, he began scooping spoonfuls of batter into the tins. He hummed to himself, the perfect picture of content. Still dumbfounded, you merely watched in awe as Prince Jaemin filled the tins. After a minute of silence, he turned to look at you expectantly.

“All done?” You asked, finally shaking yourself out of your shock.

“Yep! Where’s the oven?”

You led him over to the oven and he put the muffins inside, dusting his hands off once the doors closed. Unsure of what to do next, you stood off to the side, hands clutching your apron tightly. Prince Jaemin looked over to you, smile wavering once he saw your uncomfortable state.

“Am I making you nervous Y/n?” He smirked slightly, swaggering from his spot by the oven over to where you stood.

“I-I don’t mean to offend you, your highness. It’s just that, I’ve never been in the presence of one of Jioo’s suitors for so long before.” You stiffened as he stopped before you, a frown settling across his face.

“Well that’s awfully rude of them. Who could ignore someone so close to the princess, and so cute too?” A blush crept up your neck and onto your cheeks at his words, eyes flitting around the room in hopes of looking anywhere but his face.

“It’s fine your highness, really. I like being alone. And besides, most of them turn out to be hot headed pigs anyways.” You said with a shrug.

Jaemin’s lips once again formed a pout at your statement, leaning down so that you had no choice but to look him in the eyes.

“I want to be your friend, Y/n. I hardly meet anyone my age these days and it’s clear you’re a kind person since Jioo speaks so fondly of you. So please, call me Jaemin.”

Prince Jaemin’s words put your mind at ease and you felt your body relax. In the castle, it was very rare that you met new people, just as the prince had said. Maybe he had the right idea; making new friends instead of hiding in the background. Plus, he was kind and had a wonderful face to match.

“A-alright,” you stuttered out, “let’s be friends, Jaemin.”

A large smile spread across his face and he clapped his hands over your shoulders.

“Wonderful! Now, tell me more about the castle!”

❃❃❃❃

You and Jaemin had spent the rest of the afternoon sat on the counter, munching on muffins as you talked about anything and everything. After a while, the kitchen staff kicked you out and, upon Jioo’s return, Jaemin once again left you alone to your thoughts. Jaemin was, by far, the most suited prince to set foot into the castle. You had yet to find a single flaw in him, everything about him seemed incredibly perfect. In the hours you had spent together, you discovered that he often donated to charities and, when time permitted, traveled to various organizations to volunteer. His personality was incredibly bright and he always knew how to keep a conversation going. You really hoped that Jioo wouldn’t send him home early.

After dinner, you went straight to Jioo’s room for your nightly gossip session. You hardly had time to open her door before Jioo rushed forward to drag you towards her bed. All you could do was laugh at her excitement, flopping down onto the bed next to her.

“Soooo,” you drew out, “seems like someone had a good day.”

“Yes!” Jioo exclaimed, “The meeting went surprisingly well, the economy is really picking up, the farmers had an incredible harvest this year, and the villagers are feeling more comfortable with the royal council than ever!”

You nodded in understanding before a smirk grew on your face.

“And what about Prince Jaemin?” You teased, lightly nudging her side.

“Honestly, I didn’t see him that much between all the meetings today. But, I can already tell he’s very nice.”

“He’s really quite nice! I spoke with him for a while today. Even if things don’t work out, he certainly would make a wonderful friend!”

The two of you spent two hours simply talking with each other, relaxing in each other’s presence. Eventually, you were forced to leave as Jioo had to wake early the next morning, more meetings filling the majority of her week. Prince Jaemin had come at a slightly bad time. Jioo was going through a crucial part of her royal training, sitting in on royal meetings and touring the villages in preparation for when she took the throne. Still, the tradition of finding a suitor could not be broken and, thus, Prince Jaemin was invited to the castle. You didn’t mind, though, as Jaemin now had ample time to befriend you. After the first day, Jaemin somehow always found himself gravitating towards the kitchen when Jioo was out of the castle. You were always there, of course, as you had found a strange affinity with the room. The first few encounters had been completely on accident. By the end of the first week, however, it had become a sort of ritual to meet each other in the kitchen.

The Monday of the second week, Jaemin walked into the kitchen to find you wrestling with a stiff batter meant to emulate that of a cake. Your angered mutterings were interrupted by the low rumble of Jaemin’s laughter. A huff of frustration left your lips as you set down the mixing bowl, crossing your arms while turning to face the amused boy.

“What’s so funny?”

“Nothing,” he breathed through his laughter, “You just look really cute all worked up.”

‘“Well, how about instead of laughing at my struggling you try and help me instead?” You quipped, turning back towards the kitchen counter. A smile settled across your face as you heard Jaemin’s footsteps patter up behind you, his arms coming to rest on either side of your body.

“Now where would be the fun in that?” He teased, resting his head on your shoulder.

“So you think it’s more fun to watch me suffer rather than hang out with me and bake together? Who knew you were such a sadist.”

“Don’t be so mean,” he mumbled, nuzzling into the side of your neck, “I think I liked it better when you were too scared to even look me in the eye.”

“Now look who’s being mean.” You quipped back, nudging him in the stomach with your elbow, causing him to step back with a laugh.

“Fine, here, let’s start a new batter.”

“Ok, baking master, show me what you got.” You said, rolling your eyes at his behavior, completely used to his teasing manner by that point.

“Well, young grasshopper, first you grab the flo—” You cut him off with another jab to his abdomen. Your voices filled the empty room as the two of you danced around each other, successfully baking a cake. The two of you sat on the counter, eating the cake while the two of you chatted away until Jioo once again returned.

❃❃❃❃

A little more than a day later, you found yourself sat on the kitchen counter, another small and freshly baked cake sat between the two of you. Laughter rang through the room as you recounted the numerous stories you had lived through over the past few years.

“And then, after he had already broken the glass, he then completely flipped over his plate trying to clean up the mess!”

A guttural laugh rang through the room as you finished recounting the adventures of Prince Mark in the castle. Jaemin’s shoulders shook, his hands falling to hold his stomach as he bent over in a fit of laughter. Calming down, Jaemin took a deep breath before leaning back on his hands.

“God, I knew Mark was an idiot but I had no idea he was that bad. Have I told you about the time we went horseback riding? Or at least tried to.”

“Wait, hold up. Are you guys friends?” You sat up in shock.

“Yea, of course, our kingdoms are right next to each other. In fact, I’m friends with most of the princes you just mentioned.”

Your face immediately flushed as you brought your hands up to cover your cheeks.

“I can’t believe you just listened to me talk poorly about all of your friends, who are royalty might I add, and just sat there! Why didn’t you say anything?”

“Don’t worry, we all make fun of each other all the time. I love learning about all the dirt on them, more blackmail for the future.” He said with a wicked smirk. “And don’t worry, I won’t tell anyone where I got my information from. Consider my lips sealed.”

“Glad I can count on you to make sure I don’t get my head cut off.”

“Of course, I wouldn’t want to lose one of my only true friends.” He shifted closer to you, thigh touching thigh.

“Wow, I’m so honored that you consider me as a frie—” You were abruptly cut off by Jaemin’s finger coming up to swipe at your lip. Your eyes were focused on his as he stared at your mouth, bringing his finger back between the two of you.

“There was some frosting.” He explained, showing you his finger.

“O-oh, thanks.” You mumbled, face flushing once again.

“Yea no problem.” Jaemin grabbed a napkin, cleaning off the offending cream.

“So, ummm, what do you think about Jioo?” You quickly changed the subject, attempting to ease your beating heart.

“Oh.” Jaemin paused, suddenly uncomfortable with the situation. “I mean she’s absolutely lovely! I just don’t think I’ve been able to spend enough time to actually get to know her, you know? I’ve probably spent more than half of my time here with you, if I’m being honest.”

“Makes sense,” you mumbled, nodding in understanding. “But! I promise you’ll be able to hang out with her more soon and you’ll fall in love with her!” You perked up, clapping your hands together.

“Yea, sure,” he paused before continuing with a pout, “But then we won’t be able to hang out as much anymore.”

“Well you’re not here to befriend the staff, Jaemin. The whole reason you’re here is too woo the princess!”

“Oh, right. Doesn’t mean I can’t make friends along the way,” he shrugged, “Now come on, show me something outside of the castle.” Patting your leg, Jaemin hopped off of the counter, holding out his hand to help you down.

“I’ll take you out to the garden!” You exclaimed, grabbing Jaemin’s hand to drag him outside. He followed behind you, face flushing as he gripped your hand tightly in retaliation. Weaving through the foliage, you made your way to the large cherry tree you often found yourself sat under early in the morning. Sitting at the base of the trunk, you patted the spot next to you, signalling Jaemin to sit beside you. Once he sat down you instructed him to take a deep breath, relishing in the fresh air.

“This is probably my favorite spot in the whole castle. People rarely come out here so it’s always so serene and quiet. Whenever I sit here, I feel as though I’m one with the world. As if everything will be ok.” You said, a small smile lifting your lips. Jaemin merely stared at you in awe, his heart practically beating out of his chest. In that moment, you were the most ethereal being he had ever seen. Your smile never faltered as you turned to look at him, placing your hand over his.

“I’m really glad you’re here, Jaemin. That you’re having so much fun.”

“I’m glad to be here, Y/n. And that I got to meet you.”

❃❃❃❃

The weeks seemed to fly by as you and Jaemin spent more and more time together. After the third week, Jioo’s schedule had finally cleared up, allowing her to spend her days with Jaemin instead. Granted, your time spent with him dwindled but you were still able to meet at odd times of the day. As the last few days of Jaemin’s visit arrived, you grew anxious at the prospect of his leave. You had grown incredibly close with him, and you would only be lying if you said you weren’t growing feelings for him. The second to last night of his visit, you were sat under the cherry tree, back leaning against the trunk as you watched night fall. Eyes closed, you heard Jaemin approaching long before you saw him. His rushed footsteps came to a sudden stop before you and he plopped himself beside you, breathing uneven. You kept your eyes closed, waiting to see how long it would take until he broke.

“Look at meeee,” he whined, surviving only a few seconds without your attention, “I have something important to tell you!”

Giggling, you opened your eyes and turned to face him. An incredibly bright smile was stretched across his face and you looked at him expectantly.

“I got invited to stay longer!” He exclaimed, bouncing where he sat, unable to contain his excitement.

“Wait, really? Jaemin oh my god that’s great!” You sat up, moving closer to him to grasp at his arms.

“I know!” He grinned, bringing his hands up to grasp your face, “I was so scared I’d have to go home and never be able to speak to you again. God, I’m so happy right now, I don’t even know what to say!”

“Then don’t say anything.” You whispered, cheeks turning red.

“Hey, what do you mean by that?” Jaemin pouted, squeezing your cheeks together.

“I’m just saying, there are other things you could do…” Your voice trailed off, unaccustomed to being the one who initiated the flirting that went on between the two of you.

Jaemin froze, hands still resting on your cheeks. You didn’t know what to do, how to react to the sudden shift in mood. Before you were able to think too long, Jaemin leaned down and met his lips with yours. Although you had been expecting him to make a move, the kiss still came as a shock. A few seconds passed before you melted into his grasp, shuffling towards him until the two of you were pressed flush against one another. Eventually, you pulled away, breaths mingling as he leaned his forehead against yours. A smile crept across his face, his hands stroking lovingly over your arms.

“I’m really glad you’re staying.” You murmured before leaning back into his lips.

❃❃❃❃

You were living in a world of bliss. Never knowing when Jioo would send Jaemin home, the two of you attempted to spend as much time together as possible. Days were spent in the kitchen while nights were spent resting under the tree. Kisses were shared whenever possible, some nights were even spent lying in bed together, taking comfort in each other’s embrace. You still waited on Jioo, of course, it was your job. However, everyone was busy and your time was taken up by Jaemin for the most part.

You were sat on Jioo’s bed, helping her undo her braids as she chatted happily about her day. While you did your best to listen, you couldn’t help but let your mind wander to Jaemin. A smile found its way onto your lips as you combed through Jioo’s hair. After placing the brush on the bedside table, you allowed Jioo to turn and face you, a similar smile on her face.

“What’s got you so happy Y/n?” She prodded, poking your side.

“Nothing, I’ve just had a good day. What about you, Miss Jioo?” You teased, “I haven’t seen you this happy in awhile.”

A soft blush spread across her face and she glanced down at her lap before looking back at you.

“I-I think I’ve found him.”

Confusion spread across your face at her statement.

“What do you mean?” You inquired.

“Y/n, I really think Jaemin could be the one!” She whispered excitedly. Her hold on your arm felt like shackles, keeping you in place when all you wanted to do was run away and hide. How could you have been so blind? Of course she was falling in love with him. Why else would he be asked to stay longer? Why else would she gravitate towards his side whenever they were in the same room? But how could you blame her; Jaemin was charismatic, handsome, kind, everything one would hope for in a prince and a king.

You forced a smile onto your face, trying and failing to match her excitement.

“I’m so happy for you, Jioo, I really am. He’s a wonderful prince, I’m sure you two will live together in happiness.” Jioo reached across the bed and tackled you to the bed in her embrace. You had suddenly lost all of your energy and merely laid beneath her giggling form, gaze glued to the ceiling above. That night you avoided meeting Jaemin under the cherry tree, choosing instead to head straight to your room for a restless night’s sleep.

❃❃❃❃

Suddenly, the castle had burst to life. Everywhere you looked staff could be seen rushing around. A surprise engagement party had been announced. However, it was disguised as a normal ball to all those outside of the staff, including Jaemin. You found yourself spending less time with Jaemin; whether it was because of the preparations or the actual nature of the ball, you couldn’t be too sure. The day after you had skipped out on your meeting with Jaemin, he had found you first thing in the morning, demanding an explanation. You had made up a weak excuse about feeling unwell, immediately causing him to fuss over your well being. You brushed it off as a simple head cold and, soon after, the party had been announced. Jaemin understood you would be busy with preparations and let you be. His absence made the pain on your heart lessen, although it proved persistent no matter how numb you felt.

The day of the ball arrived and you submerged yourself in getting every last detail perfect. There wasn’t much else for you to do at that point. By the end of the night, Jaemin was going to be engaged to Jioo and there was nothing you could do to prevent it from happening. Jioo had finally found her happiness, and there was no way you would take it away from her.

Being Jioo’s right hand woman, you were allowed to attend the ball. Jioo was ecstatic when she found out that you would be coming and made sure you’d have your own hand tailored gown. Despite your protests, you found yourself standing in the grand hall surrounded by royalty, wearing a brand new light pink dress. The same color as the blossoms dotting the cherry tree sat in the middle of the garden.

As soon as Jaemin arrived in the hall his eyes found yours, a wide smile spreading across his lips. He hurried over to your side, intending to make up for all the time the two of you had lost that week due to the ball preparations. You smiled weakly, moving to meet him when a hush fell over the crowd. The King had stood from his seat at the table situated near the back of the hall, calling for everyone’s attention. Jaemin halted in his spot, turning to look towards the king while you squeezed your eyes shut.

This is it, you thought.

Your mind went blank as you reopened your eyes. You saw the king’s mouth moving but a loud ringing in your ears prevented you from hearing anything. Suddenly, a loud cheer rang throughout the hall and you knew it was done. Your head whipped around to look at Jaemin who stood frozen in his spot, desperation filling his eyes as they met with yours. Guests began to crowd him, congratulating while urging him towards where Jioo sat. Unable to look at him anymore, you glanced at Jioo to see the pure joy on her face. You couldn’t handle it anymore.

Without a moment of hesitation you bolted outside, heading straight to the tree. Your whole body felt numb as you ran. You lost your shoes somewhere along the way, but you couldn’t care. The grass felt soft and damp beneath your feet, helping you feel grounded, as if your body wasn’t floating thousands of feet above the earth. Not caring about ruining the silk of your gown, you fell onto the ground beneath the tree, rolling onto your back. You gazed up at the slivers of sky that peeked through spindly branches. Everything was silent.

You didn’t know how long you laid there; time seemed to cease to exist as soon as the announcement was made. After what seemed like hours, soft footsteps padded up to you, and you didn’t have to lift your head in order to know who was approaching. Jaemin sat beside you, your discarded heels in his hand.

“I can’t do it, Y/n.” His clear voice broke through the stillness of the night.

“You have to.” You spoke for the first time in hours, abruptly sitting upright.

“I love you Y/n,” he spoke firmly. “I’ll go back inside and explain to them that I simply can’t-”

“No, Jaemin. You have to be with Jioo.”

“But I want to be with you, Y/n! Why can’t you see that!” Jaemin yelled in frustration, running a  hand through his hair.

“I know, Jaemin! And I want to be with you too but I just, I can’t! Jioo loves you for god’s sake! I’m not going to be the one to take away her last chance of happiness. Please, Jaemin. She needs you. I need you to be there for her.”

A shuddering sigh escaped through his lips, eyes downcast. The previously festive air was now stale, neither of you daring to make the next move. Suddenly, Jaemin’s voice broke through the silence.

“Fine. If that’s what you want. If making Jioo happy will make you happy, then I’ll do it.” With that, Jaemin placed a lingering kiss on your lips before leaving you on your own once more.

❃❃❃❃

You didn’t want to attend the wedding. In fact, you had every intention to feign illness for the week preceding the dreaded affair. However, Jioo seemed so happy. You couldn’t ruin her special day; the supposed happiest day of her life. Much to her chagrin and your relief, she couldn’t make you her bridesmaid. That spot was reserved for someone of higher importance and status. You hadn’t seen Jaemin again, not since the night of the ball. You wouldn’t have been able to handle it, and Jaemin wasn’t making any attempts to see you. It made the pain easier for the both of you.

After much agonizing, the day of the wedding arrived. You actually felt sick to your stomach that morning, but you still had to attend. Jioo looked beautiful in her gown, breathtaking, even. Gasps filled the chapel as she walked down the aisle, everyone marveling at her beauty. They made a good pair, Jioo and Jaemin. Two beautiful people both inside and out, destined to be with one another. That’s what you had been telling yourself, at least. It made the pain easier the more you convinced yourself that you and Jaemin weren’t meant to be.

You stood to the side of the pews with the rest of the staff, slightly hidden by the marble pillars. The pillar couldn’t cover you fully, however, and you felt his eyes on you. You refused to look, choosing instead to stare at the floral arrangement before you. You wouldn’t look. You couldn’t look. If you did, it would break the both of you. It felt as though time was slowed, each minute ticking by at an agonizing pace. In that moment, it seemed the whole universe was working against you just to see you suffer.

A gasp from the crowd caused your head to snap up. The ring bearer had dropped the ring and was scrambling to find it, but you paid him little attention. As soon as you had lifted your head, Jaemin’s gaze held you in place. Tears began to flow freely, painting rivers down your face and under your chin as a weak smile forced its way onto your lips. All the commotion had pulled the attention away from him and Jaemin took this time to slowly and deliberately mouth three words to you.

I love you.

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[oftripps]

“ –– wow. ”  it’s not so much a critique as it is a g-rated expletive. tripp forces a smile mid-chew and blinks. “ my tastebuds are screaming. gah–– uh, singing. singing. ”  he avoids swallowing and as ring-decorated fingers snag a napkin, wide eyes drifting to the tabletop as a small jingle breezes past tensed lips. “ ~ allergic to mushrooms ~ ”

or, alternatively: this is somethin’ new! the caspar slide pt. 2 !! & this time, it’s ‘bout to get funky !!  so i’m linc and this is tripp and he’s........ a trip, honestly, so let’s just... yeet on into this ––

( joe keery + 22 + muse 12 ) isn’t that phillip joel “tripp” goodman over there? i heard he joined faction: one after they got back to west ham. it’s funny, ‘cause they were only on the service trip because HIS BANDMATES DUPED HIM INTO THINKING THE SIGN-UP WAS FOR A WOODS-THEMED OPEN MIC GIG. hopefully they fit in there – they’re JAUNTY but also OUTRÉ. oh, i’m sure they’ll be fine.

out the door !  ( tripp goodman: a roadmap )

look up townie family in the dictionary and you’ll find a portrait of the goodmans directly beside. these folks have a looooong flippin’ legacy here in lil’ ole west ham, kansas. it all started with montgomery goodman, a good man, who helped west ham’s founders break ground on this midwestern charmer several centuries ago. and now, the goodmans still live on the same property –– a refurbished farmhouse ( now closer to mcmansion ) surrounded by five acres of roooooollin’ hills. once upon a time, they were farming folk. now, theresa and joel goodman run the town’s one and only veterinary clinic. 

honestly, growing up? tripp was a problematic kid. he’d take in frogs from the woods and start his own frog hotels. he’d sneak pets from the clinic to school who “ needed help learning their numbers ”. in class, he’d flick sunflower seeds at the backs of his peers’ heads and, when threatened with discipline, claim he simply “ wanted to see if they’d grow  ” .  so no, to answer your question–– tripp never really saw the real wrath warranted by his rulebreaking.

in fourth grade, he chose the saxophone as his required instrument. he caused such a commotion in his house, that his parents asked his teachers to suggest something quieter. the viola. the flute. the clarinet. the piano. instruments came and went,;instruments were quickly mastered and abandoned. because dear lord, how many times could they listen to the spongebob theme song played on woodwind ?!  on strings ?!  once middle school rolled around, little phillip joel knew his way around a whopping total of six instruments, a tally that would only grow in the coming years. eventually, his parents caved and allowed him to keep playing, so long as he respected instrument curfews. they gave song requests to avoid hearing the same pieces on repeat: the goodman household was probably the only one blessed with an oboe-and-beatbox rendition of under the sea. young phillip joel’s take on the issue was simple: not all heroes wore capes.

( tw: domestic unrest, mentions of violence ) theresa and joel split when tripp was 9. just seven months later, tripp’s mother moved in with her girlfriend: tripp’s guitar teacher, ms. lillith. tripp didn’t mind ms. lillith. she was chill. he came to find out she could knock back a chocolate milk almost as fast as he could, and she liked her grilled cheeses with swiss only. his best friend became a thirty-six year old woman who happened to be his mother’s girlfriend. and that was fine. he could dig it. but joel goodman? oh no. his family name was tarnished. the scandal was too much to bear. joel sued for full custody and nearly made it, thanks to hometown politics and loyalties. but then he made one fatal mistake: he crossed his own son.

at 10 years old, fifth grade phillip joel returned home to his father’s after school with three fingernails painted effervescent blue. sidney frasier made me so cool, he gushed as he put his colored nails on proud display. dad, aren’t i so cool?  the next day, his dad enrolled him in the town’s peewee football program. he returned home from his first practice with a black eye and a split lip. from a ball, the coach insisted. hit the poor fella square in the face, real strong. phillip joel put up a fight against football; it wasn’t for him. it conflicted with music practice. couldn’t he just play music with ms. lillith instead?

the custody battle persisted. they settled on a parenting schedule. joel contested, consistently, months later. and so the cycle persisted up until phillip joel’s 12th year, when he was knocked out cold on the football field. the broken ribs came from hefty tackles. bruises from the fall. concussion from the impact. but theresa spun it to her advantage: joel had since started coaching the middle school team. this was an instance of parental neglect. and, when the courts didn’t comply, she instructed her son to jump down the stairs. one broken ankle later, and joel goodman was accused of child abuse. his word against his injured son’s. the maneuver won theresa full custody. phillip joel has yet to forgive himself.

after the custody battle’s conclusion, joel stayed in town: but phillip joel didn’t want a thing to do with sharing his name. his mother still scolds him as phillip joel, but to everyone else, he became tripp –– inspired by his knack for, you guessed it!, tumbling over his own two feet.

in high school, tripp was the class clown. always smirking, always grinning, always ready to catch someone off guard. he became a pivotal part of west ham high’s jazz band, and even formed a small group with a few buds: face. they played some school events: homecoming, pep rallies, prom. garage-baked young rock, their songs often preached meetings under bleachers and high school never ending. 

in senior year, the band saw a reboot: and after assuming a more indie, spacey sound and a nifty new name –– 1757. –– they saw a rise in local celebrity. coffee shops commissioned them for jam nights. they played on the local radio. so they collectively decided to stick around and see how far they could ride this west ham fame train. with tripp as their frontman, they always leave a memorable impression: he’s not exactly the most run-of-the-mill performer.

1757.’s sound is reminiscent of LANY: i’ve reblogged a few tunes onto tripp’s blog for reference. he’s v much a paul klein / matty healy vibe. big into music. big into losing himself in it.

so what was he up to before the service trip? playin’ tunes. working part-time as a waiter. and brainstorming ways to get out of going on this trip, as soon as he realized his stupid bandmates lied about the form he signed. an open mic in the woods ! pah !  he should have known. but the concept sounded pretty flippin’ cool.

wear our shades on our nose, 'cause we're cool like that ( tripp goodman: the man, the myth, the ledge )

oh god, he’s  w e i r d .  he believes in goblins and ghosts and aliens ( oh my )!

still VERY VERY close with his mother. v broken up about not being able to get through to her, because it was about to be his parents’ wedding anniversary and they were going to anti-celebrate it with big slices of oreo cheesecake and setting things on fire.

how he feels about coming home to west ham: post apocalyptic version.

uhhhh... can he please get a waffle? specifically a cinnamon raisin waffle with extra cinnamon and a shit ton of syrup? actually. syrup with a side of waffles?

why he was banned from his personal twitter.

“ do you even lift, bruv? ”  * proceeds to pick up a teacup & lift his pinkie like a true knock-off british monarch, shitty accent included *

listens to wham! and glam rock. unironically.bluetooth speaker mounted on his bike. no helmet! like an absolute boss. he knows!! wild!! shades on. it’s 2am. it’s dark. but true swag obeys no clock.

catch him biking everywhere stranger things style, actually. his bike’s name is milo because he can roll on for miles. mess with milo and he’ll fuck u up. aka find out if you’re lactose intolerant and slip heavy cream into your meal.

has a strong vendetta against blue doritos. which might take root in some horrific experiences involving cheez wiz, cool ranch, weed, and the new york subway system at 4am on a tuesday. spring break freshman year of college. oof.

he has a lil drawwwwl. tease him about it. he’ll probably blush.

stress-hums chili’s babyback ribs without realizing. catch him singin’ that about to be murdered.

weapon of choice: kindness.

actual weapon of choice: baseball bat.

he will write little jingles to keep morale up. “ so we’re trapped / cash us inside / how bou’ dat ? ”

has a passion for introspective literary quotes. but... has somehow managed to learn each and every one wrong.

friggin’ loves superheroes even though he can’t be bothered to watch the films? he just… always used to get made fun of for liking comic books even though he never read them? “ arachnid man is uh...  heh. he’s pretty dope, huh? ” he embraces the falsehood. someone call him on it.

9/10 times if he’s in the gym, it’s just to eat his donut and watch pay-per-view movies on the bike for free.

apple pie can absolutely be breakfast if you try hard enough. jeez. get with the times, man!

he had a legitimate pet rock before going on this service trip. but has no idea where that bugger’s gone. probably got fed up with tripp serenading him with “ we will rock you ” at all hours of the night.

lawful good. will wave other drivers on forever.

got into an accident on his bike once. bitch broke his arm and he just kept on smiling.  “ no you have a nice day! and uh.... hey. mind if we like... call an ambulance? ”

low key feels like he’s the reason his parents’ marriage crumbled. low key guilty about it. low key wonders if maybe he lived up to his father’s expectations, he might have saved them a lot of grief.

give benny goodman by saint motel a listen and tell me that’s not his soul in audio form.

known for slightly hyperbolic storytelling.

pansexual as heck. falls in love. hard. it’s a mess. he can’t hide it. hence the shades.

he has brilliant hair. and it’s immortalized in his high school yearbook.

is hellbent on being a source of positivity in this terrible situation. can he interest you in a meme in these trying times? how ‘bout a granola bar? maybe a good ole game of mash?

he’s convinced this is an elaborate prank. or a social experiment. maybe aliens. but let’s not question it too much, let’s just.... have a good time? hakuna matata? no worries? lol where the twizzlers at?!

leaves a voicemail for his mother every morning and every night. maybe he cries. maybe.

he has one ear pierced because like.......... senior year of high school, he wanted to feel more cool.

allergic to mushrooms, shellfish, eggs, and harbingers of doom.

he truly boggles minds. just.... v out there? v spacey. he closes his eyes and drifts about on stage, fingers dancing on the keys, body moving in eclectic ways. he says “groovy” and fuckin’ means it. he dresses in prints inspired by grandma’s carpet. lots of half-buttoned flowy shirts, boots, tailored statement pants, dangly necklaces. he’s got his hands full of rings –– they symbolize milestones. and some are just, like... pretty. and one’s his mother’s old wedding band.

where the hell are my friends !  ( wanted connectz. )

i was gonna do a whole section on this and got lazy but like.... anything. all the things. good, bad, ugly, beautiful. hurt him. make him suffer. but also support him a bit.

i imagine he’s got a solid squad goin’. he’s in faction one too, so... hmu for those.

i feel like he’d be pretty chill with the greeks? yeah bro, he parties. he’ll chill. he’ll crack open a cold one and pretend to understand what those letters on your jacket mean! pie-apple-fate-uh? cool stuff !

ride or dies. pls.

he needs someone to like....... melt his heart. maybe someone unexpected.

thisssss got long & disorganized but yes! let’s plot! let’s do this thang! #hype!!

#apogeeintro #✰ mother trucker dude; that hurt like a buttcheek on a stick ! isms. #if u cannot tell...... he is a gay ass MEME

[gayoongles]

50 questions tag

I was tagged by @mikrokosyoongs thank u bb🥺💘 1. What takes up too much of your time? currently studying + final projects😪 but usually my time is spent trying to keep up w all my kpop boys (mostly bts) hfudsihf 

2. What makes your day better? listening to music, playing my cello, talking to my friends, n rugby 3. What’s the best thing to happen to you today? BLACK HAIRED TAE IS BACK (im still not over it bye) AND I GOT BTS TIX

4. What fictional place would you like to go to? uhhhh idk? maybe the hp universe but ngl I havent watched/read much lately that takes place in a historical setting besides got and I know for sure I dont wanna b there hfdjhf 

5. Are you good at giving advice? I like to think I am but idk 

6. Do you have any mental illness? sadly yeah😣

7. Have you ever experienced sleep paralysis? no, thank fuck. id fr die 8. What musician inspired you the most? yoongi, min yoongi, suga, syub, the love of my life, and kim namjoon

9. Have you ever fallen in love? wish I cld say no hahah but

10. What’s your dream date? idk I dont rly have one hfudshf I like amusement parks a lot but also cuddling sounds like an AMAZING date idea

11. What do others notice about you? ppl always comment on my hair (bc I always have it dyed) and my height first so I guess those fhiusdfhi, personality wise tho, that im v quiet

12. What is an annoying habit you have? biting my nails. I try so hard every day to not but it ends up happening anyway

13. Do you still talk to your first love? no, thankfully

14. How many exes do you have? 5 and all of them ended up sucking yeet😛

15. How many songs are in your playlist? idk bc I have like 7483758 playlists 

16. What instruments can you play? cello! and a bit of ukulele but I havent picked it up in a while so im probably rusty

17. What do you have the most pictures of? bts, but out of all of them probably jm or yoongi

18. Where would you like to go before you die? everywhere, but mostly Europe Australia and Asia 

19. What is your zodiac? ima go deep bc why not so: leo sun cap moon aries rising. feel free to roast me in my asks abt that idk

20. Do you relate to it? my zodiac? lmao my sun no but my moon for sure

21. What is happiness to you? music. 

22. Are you going through anything right now? umm stress bc finals r in like a week but other than that no not particularly. I did just get out of a rly bad like month, almost 2 month long depressive episode tho so its been rough bouncing back from that bc I got behind on a LOT of work bc of it

23. What’s the worst decision you ever made? not a specific decision but I trusted too easily in the past and it always hurt me

24. What’s your favorite store? I dont rly shop that much in specific stores ngl, maybe line friends tho? it was a rly cute store when I visited last month :(

25. What’s your opinion on abortion? your body, your decision. no one elses

26. Do you keep a bucket list? nah, theres things I wanna do but idc enough to write them down or keep track or anything

27. Do you have a favorite album? persona, lys tear, and dark and wild r so so superior dont @ me I won't change my mind

28. What do you want for your birthday? hfidshfi not 2 b that bitch but I always only ask for money

29. What are most people’s first impression of you? that I’m really quiet and reserved. also that im fucking short

30. What age do you seem according to most people? I got mistaken as 12 once when I was 18 but recently idk, maybe 17? probably not much younger now since I go to college

31. Where do you keep your phone while you’re sleeping? next to me on my bed bc I always end up falling asleep while on it

32. What word do you say the most? yoongi or some curse word probably

33. What’s the oldest age you would date? 22 or 23? idk I havent rly thought of it much. except id date hyung line for sure if they fucking asked, screw age preferences in that case.

34. What’s the youngest age you would date? 18 since im only 19 lmao

35. What job/career do most people say would suit you? anything music related 

36. What’s your favorite music genre? any varying kind of rock except most metal (alt, indie, classic, etc.), pop (and that included kpop), and hip hop

37. If you could live in any country in the world, where would it be? um? tbh I like New York but uhh any country that it’s legal to be lgbtq+ in since my trans gay ass wldnt thrive anywhere that it’s illegal obvi

38. What is your current favorite song? dionysus and home and also bonfire by childish gambino

39. How long have you had this blog for? I dont know tbfh, maybe a year and a half? two years? bc it was a marvel blog before it was a bts blog so..

40. What are you excited for? METLIFE DAY 2 LETS GOOOO

41. Are you a better talker or listener? listener. talking takes a lot out of me mentally if im sober unless im w someone im rly comfy w

42. What is the last productive thing you did? uhh this weekend I finished 3 whole assignments dsifhi that's abt it

43. What do you want for christmas? idk? money? to get to spend time w my dad n step sisters? christmas is so far away man idk yet

44. What class do you get the best grades in? music related courses and english/writing

45. On a scale of 1-10, how are you feeling right now? 6, wld be more if I wasnt stressed out of my mine but ukno

46. What can you see yourself doing in ten years? mmm my hope is that ill b a relatively successful music producer/engineer by then but we’ll see how that goes lmaoo

47. When did you get your first heartbreak? threeee years ago I think? its been a hot second

48. What age do you want to get married? bro im only 19 I dont wanna think abt marriage

49. What career did you want to have as a child? a vet! and then I realized u had to put pets down sometimes so I said fuck that

50. What do you crave right now? physical affection lmaoo

m not gonna tag anyone bc I kinda took an break from work that I shouldn't have to do this so fhidsh anyone can do this if u want idk

#tag game #about me #not bts

[seraphvvm]

all the numbers, get 2 typing

ahdjfjjfnfnf okthe numbers wouldnt copy over so yeet

Sunrise or sunset?sunset

Are you mentally ill?yea

Are you physically ill?not really

What is the most expensive thing you have bought?hdhfjf idr tbh

Do you have a job?im tryna have one :/

Are you in school?yea

Are you a dropout?not yet

Are you in college?no

Introvert or extrovert?overall, introvert

What do you think when you look at your body?what kinda fat fuckin seal is that

What have others said when they look at your body?ive been told im pretty

Do you have a particular song that you feel deeply?oohg idk what specifically this ones askin but uhhhhhh viva la vida and the hyper light drifter ost make me cry

Talk about a time in your life where you have felt most alive?i dont remember

Are you confident wearing a bikini?not in the slightest

Can you look people in the eyes while talking?it depends on the person but usually not

Has anything terrible happened to you?guess so

Has anything wonderful happened to you?ive got some people whom i love n whom love me too

Favorite part of your personality?quiet

Least favorite part of your personality?angry

Favorite part of your body?don’t have one

Least favorite part of your body?dont like any of it

Favorite quote?Do you have friendships with all genders?there are so many genders dude i have like 6 friends

Do you have a good relationship with your father?eheheh

Do you have a good relationship with your mother?eheh

Do you have a good relationship with your siblings?dont have any

Have you ever been hurt physically or mentally by a family member?thats life babey

Have you ever had a near death experience?kinda

Do you know anyone who has taken their own life?yeah

Have you ever tried to take your own life?not seriously yet

Biggest lie you have told?i’m okay

Do you follow any conspiracies?Do you believe in a New World Order?bush did 9/11

Do you respect your government and the way your country is run?hardly

Is there currently any strife in your country?you betcha

Have you ever been displaced within your country?no

Are your friendships healthy?most

Are you currently fighting with a friend?no

Are you jealous of a friend? Why?not rly

Do you believe in the Illuminati?¯\_(ツ)_/¯

Do you think any celebrities are associated with the Illuminati? Who?¯\_(ツ)_/¯

How can people tell you are nervous?i just can dude idk. hyperempathy

How can people tell you are sad?when am i not

Do you ever express your true feelings?depends

Regrets in your life?some

Achievements in your life?im still alive

What did people say about you in school?eheh a lot of stuff

What did you say about people in school?not much

Is there something you have never told anyone?yeah

Have you committed an illegal act?yeah

If you had two days to spend one million dollars how would you spend it?all on my loved ones

What were your aspirations at age 5, 10, 15, 18?i dont remember

Describe your first kiss? Was it how you imagined?.

Growing up were you in a wealthy, average, or low income household?low income/average

Are you from a broken marriage?yeah

Have you been raised by a solo parent?yeah. horribly.

Do you know both your parents?yeah

What colour eyes, hair and skin do you have?hazel, blue, pale

Have you abused drugs or alcohol?not yet

What languages can you speak?english

Do you conform to your societies standards?hardly

Do you cry often?very

Do you tell people what you think of them?generally

Are you comfortable accepting compliments?eh

Are you comfortable giving compliments?hell yea

Is any mental illness hindering your life?depression, anxiety, executive dysfunction if that counts. self dx cptsd

Is any physical illness hindering your life?not really

Do you keep up with current events?kinda

What’s the latest news in the world you have heard/read?idr

What have you done today?not much important. i drew

Do you sleep well?dunno

Do you sleep badly?dunno

Have you ever hurt anyone because you were hurting?yeah

Has anyone ever hurt you because they were hurting?yeah

Have you ever had to end a friendship/relationship? Why?differences in ideas. or we grew apart

Have you ever stopped someone from hurting themselves?ive tried. i dont know if im successful

Has anyone ever stopped you from hurting yourself?no

Do you like your laugh?no

Are you preparing for an apocalypse? And what kind?nah

Do you have any funny family stories?not off the top of my head

Are you religious?vaguely

Do you like to watch true crime shows or movies?no

Are you interested in cults?hell yea

Would you like to raise a family in your country?no

List some things you wanted in your childhood but never got?uhhhh i dont remember

Is there a large age gap between you and a sibling?dont have siblings

Are you from a blended family?unsurprisingly no

Do you believe in marriage? Why/Why not?im not exactly monogamous but not exactly polyamorous either so i mean if its right for you, go for it

What is the nicest thing anyone has said to you?a stranger came up to me n my friend in the mall n told me they saw me and was like ‘i HAVE to tell them theyre pretty’

Do you keep a journal?if my sketchbook counts

Would anyone be hurt by reading it?he would

Do you have children?no

Have you been pregnant?i had a small scare once

List your favorite movies?spirited away, howl’s moving castle, uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh atlantis

List your favorite people?zach, sav, al, jareth, ash, vinny

Talk about the birthmarks and scars on your body?i have a few cuts in my thighs of my own doing and freckles in some odd places

Do you look after yourself?kinda

Do you put yourself or others first?usually

Are you happy today?.

#sans.txt #ask

[ashenemberrs]

To keep it simple, The Emperor and The Empress for the Tarot Card asks?

Yeet The Emperor: What are some names that you like?  God this ones a little tricky, but uhhhh, Des/Desdemona, Ray, Jeremy, Vinny, Dan/Daniel, Liz/Lizbeth(I’m mainly going off of people I watch/follow but technically I love all their names so hnnhhh)The Empress: Do you think you will ever get married?Fuck dude, at this point I don’t even know. At one point I was 100% for it but nowadays I just, like, wanna stick to me, myself, and I ‘til I get shit figured out. Plus I mean I’m a miserable pos so not like I’m gonna get the chance anyway :^)In all honesty, maybe. Marriage to me is obviously something special and important, but, I don’t want to put so much time, love and energy into something that’ll eventually crumble because something happened y’know? I see it happening with my folks, I’ve experienced something similar, so. Right now, it’s a grey area. That’s probably the best way to sum up how I feel ‘bout it tbh.

#ask meme #Anon #i realised after typing that one bout Marriage like #how tightly my jaw was clenched #that got slightly more real that I wanted it to whoops #my bad anon