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italian-pastry · 4 years

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Bnha Marriage Headcanons

KIRIBAKU

- KiriBaku got married first no I will not change my mind

-Baku wanted to get it done right after they graduated so 1, they can be married before they really get into hero work and risk death and 2, they can focus on their work since they married already

-the thing is; they had no celebration

-they just went to a courthouse one day and signed the papers and boom they're done

-(jirou and shinsou were the witnesses since they can keep secrets)

-and no-one really said anything about it

-Bakugou just said to Kiri after a date (while they were still third-years) and was like

- "Let's get married"

-and Kiri was so shocked he was just like "oh ok sure"

-bakugou did not appreciate that

-"WHO SAYS 'OK SURE' TO A PROPOSAL???"

-"THAT WAS BARELY A PROPOSAL KATSUKI YOU DIDN'T EVEN HAVE A RING"

-they were married for 12+ years before they had a ceremony

-it was pretty epic ngl

-lots of red and gold and dragon-esque imagery because that stuff is rad

-wedding armour? I say yes

-bakugou threw the bouquet straight into Deku's face

-"KACCHAN I'M ALREADY MARRIED"

-"I DON'T GIVE A FUUUUUUUUUCK"

-Eijirou and Katsuki hyphenated their last names (when they signed the papers after they graduated)

- Mr. And Mr. Bakugou-Kirishima

-Their kids got to be involved! It was great

TODODEKU

-they actually waited a bit after they graduated and got their careers in order to get married (like responsible adults)

-they waited a year or two

-Izuku proposed (Shouto cried)

-the wedding was suprisingly extra for an anxious broccoli and bitchy peppermint

-lots of silver and stars

-Inko would've gotten into a fist-fight with Shouto if he didn't let her help pay for anything

-and said fight almost happened

-they ended up compromising and she helped pay for Izuku's suit

-All Might mostly happy-cried the entire time (he was Izuku's best man)

-endeavor? Whose he? We don't know him. He don't get to show. This is an Emdeavor-free zone

-Shouto started crying during the vows, and his best man (Bakugou) had to read them for him

-it was funny

-since the #1 pro hero was getting married, it was a huge deal for the media

-think the royal wedding levels of huge

-the wedding was just for family and friends tho

-so the paparazzi can suck it

-Shouto took Izuku's last name (because SCREW Endeavor)

TSUYURAKA

- Tsu proposed a week or two after the TodoDeku wedding

-She'd been planning it for months her friends' wedding just so happen to have occured beforehand

-they were very efficient about planning the wedding tho so they were only engaged for like a few months (3-4)

-the wedding was magical

-nature Flowers FROGS

-you can bet your ass it was Princess and the Frog themed

-"they put chemicals in the water that turned the freaking frogs gay"

-they decided to not take each others' last names they just vibed with their own

-Urarake was DEFINITELY a bridezilla

-but like

-a badass bridezilla

-but she turned into a marshmallow during the actual ceremony

-she did better than Shouto tho

-she was able to actually say her vows

-the whole thing was super sweet

-the reception tho

-the reception was lit

-they totally had a preplanned first dance as wives

-and it was awesome

-Momo caught the bouquet

-Lesbian Luck if I may

-it was the ultimate Gal Pal ceremony

SHINKAMISERO

-it was an amazing mess from the beginning

-Sero proposed to his boyfs on their dating anneversary

-but it turns out

-Shinsou had the same exact idea

-(Kami hadn't really thought of it)

-so that was pretty fun for Kami, being proposed to by both of his boyfriends that day

-They got married before TodoDeku, but they weren't the first (not counting Kiribaku)

-Sero was just happy to be getting married, so he wasn't much help during planning

-Kaminari was the control-freak, surprisingly

-he just really wanted to have an amazing wedding don't judge this poor hopeless romantic

-shinsou just asked questions like "so when the priest guy says 'you may now kiss the grooms' how are we gonna kiss? There's three of us"

-Shinsou also almost forgot to get a suit

-he only got his suit like 2 weeks before the wedding date

-dont tell Kami, but the wedding was low-key kinda basic

-(oh except for the fireworks)

-but it was still amazing

-Eri was the flower girl and ring bearer

-I know she's like 11 at this point but hush she deserves this

-there were little pikachu cookies at the reception

-they were a hit

-since this is a poly wedding there were some complications

-there were 3 first dances as husbands

-3 sets of groomsmen (do they even have that many friends among the 3 of them?)

-there were some roadbumps

-but did they care?

-no

-they all joined the Sero club and were just happy to be married

-they decided to be ~unique~ and they made an amalgamation of their last names

- Shin-ar-o (Shin from Hitoshi, Ar from Denki, O from Hanta)

-So they all have the last name Shinaro now

-their first kid was born 9 months after their honeymoon

-sooooo 👀

AOMINA

-Second to be married with a ceremony (Mina was almost disappointed)

-Mina proposed since Aoyama is mr. No balls

-he did buy her a ring that matched his engagement ring

-the wedding itself was very extra

-mina almost got cancelled because "her dress was sparklier than her husband"

-theme? No. Just sparkle

-Aoyama had really long vows that was generously seasoned with healthy doses of French

-Mina expected this and so her vows were pretty short

-Their reception was wild

-no children allowed

-it was an epic rave and they had a pretty fantastic time

-Mina and Aoyama actually spent a crap load of time planning the wedding

-they were fiances for almost 8 months

-since Aoyama is a low-key attention slut, the media was allowed to be involved

-(mostly everyone else with their weddings didn't really want the media to be involved)

-so they did a lot of interviews about the planning process and who they were hiring and who was involved and the whole shebang

-they legit had fun with it

-legally, Mina took Yuuga's last name, but everyone still uses Ashido (she wanted them to)

-Yuuga got drunk at the reception and proceeded to cry the rest of the night and ramble about how happy he was

-(Mina also got drunk but instead she danced on a table then proceed to pass out)

HAGOJIROU

-they were the first to be married with a ceremony

-Ojirou proposed a few months after they graduated

-there were many botched proposal attempts before that

-but it worked out in the end

-PASTEL WEDDING PASTEL WEDDING

-Hagakure's dress made her look like a cupcake it was pretty fantastic

-Ojirou said 'Naw' to a black suit so he really rolled up in a baby blue suit

-slay king

-there was tons of cloud/sky imagery since that sounds super cute

-since Hagakure's dress was so poofy, she had a black swan moment during the reception and changed into a black dress more suited for dancing and general partying

-although they were the first wedding, they still had the biggest cake, to this day

-surprisingly, neither of them cried during the vows

-Ojirou did get pretty misty-eyed tho

-Hagakure will say she didn't cry but it's not like anyone can prove her wrong

-Tooru took Mashirao's last name

-Tooru Ojirou <3

-(Tooru was already pregnant when they got engaged but shhhhh don't tell nobody)

MOMOJIROU

-GAL PALS GAL PALS GAL PALS GAL PALS

-they were one of the last to get married in the first group (like, there was a large group of people who all got engaged at once, and Momojirou was one of the last ones)

-Momo proposed but you know what that means

-the most extra engagement ring ever

-it was black and purple and amazing

-Jirou was a tad overwhelmed by it (but she still loves it)

-She has a plainer ring she wears out and about, she only wears the super fancy one during events

-VICTORIAN WEDDING LET'S GOOOO

-it was also space themed and super pretty

-not nearly the most extra wedding, but certainly quite extra

-Jirou cried a lot

-Momo did a lot of pleased smiling

-it was real sweet

-their reception was elegant and amazing

-their first dance was AMAZING and heartwarming and just real sweet

-Momo just wanted to keep becoming more extra and more extra and even MORE extra

-Jirou had to reign her in a lot

-the venue and catering and all that stuff was lovely and expensive

-(which almost gave Jirou a stroke)

-Momo just wanted the best for her gal pal

-btw the gal pal joke was carried through the whole wedding

-it even said it on the invite

-"You have been formally invited to the Gal Pal wedding of Kyouka Jirou and Momo Yaoyarozu"

-Jirou took on the Yaoyarozu last name because idk she felt like it

#bnha #kiribaku #tododeku #momojirou #ojiro x hagakure #shinkamisero #kirishima x bakugou #todoroki x deku #momo x kyouka #shinsou x kaminari x sero #marriage hcs #bnha hcs #do i ship too many things?#well #i ship more #so look out for that

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enchantedsugden · 4 years

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crystal clear on a starlit night

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after their fight and lots of thinking, aaron goes to find robert.

or, aaron doesn't beat up kasim that night in january.

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He hears the shouting, recognizes Finn’s voice. He feels angry and lost and then he’s thinking about what Finn told him- how Kasim’s dad doesn’t accept the fact his son’s gay- and it makes him even angrier. He’s about to get up and march over to where the voices are coming from when he stops himself. He thinks about why he is angry, he thinks about this morning when he was so happy- Robert calling him bridezilla, picking up their suits, being excited about getting married.

He’s hardly seen Robert today, only this morning when things were still good and then again later when everything started falling apart.

He looks around, watching his breath in the cold air and listening to the still shouting voices. He doesn’t want to drink anymore, the alcohol still burning his throat. Vic’s left him and he thinks about what she said-

“You could always accept him for who he is.”

Vic’s right, he doesn’t want Mr. average- all he wants is Robert. But he can’t believe Robert wants him, he just can’t and that’s the problem. Not when the older man could have anyone he wanted-when Rebecca is right there. He believes Robert- he knows he was only at Home Farm for a meeting, he believes Robert thinks he wants Aaron- he believes-

He sighs- knows that if anything, he is pushing Robert exactly to where he’s already at in Aaron’s head.

There are tears on his face and he wipes them away, his fingers numb from the cold. He looks at the ring, thinks about Robert’s ring in the back room of the pub. Robert risked his life for those rings.

Is Robert still at the pub? Where else would he go, Vic’s?

“You could always accept him for who he is.”

It won’t stop echoing in Aaron’s head.

“I don’t know who he is Vic, that’s the problem.” But he does know doesn’t he? He knows Robert. He knows Robert is not Mr. average, that he is a flirt, that he is somebody who attracts attention- he knows all that. He once told Robert he thinks he is the only one who truly knows him, more than two years ago- and it’s even more true now. He knows him better than Vic does- because he knows about-

He gulps. His head feels woozy from the drink but there is also a sense of clarity there when he really thinks about what he’s said to Robert.

Yes, his fiancé might not be completely comfortable with liking men yet but he knows all about that doesn’t he? Aaron thinks about how not being entirely comfortable about something and not accepting it, are two different things. Robert accepts that part of himself, he does and Aaron knows that. They are together, live together, they are about to get married. Robert has proven his love for Aaron over and over again.

Aaron knows him best out of everybody because he knows about Jack- he knows.

“I want to be myself now, with you.”

God, Aaron feels sick.

Aaron doesn’t understand it- he doesn’t. He likes men and that is that. But Robert, Robert likes both and he told Aaron. And he got to tell Aaron that on his own terms in his own time, well sort of anyway.

What Robert shouted at Aaron back at Home Farm wasn’t right and Aaron knows that- he also knows that it comes from something buried deep within Robert, something that he’s only just started to sort though. But even though Aaron doesn’t quite get it- he knows that what he’s shouted at Robert isn’t right either.

“If we hadn’t been through this a thousand times.”

“I can’t make you happy mate, I mean literally I can’t do it.”

This sick feeling doesn’t die down, it just gets worse.

Even though he is upset, angry and drunk- he knows he’s hurt Robert too, just like Robert has hurt him.

Robert told him something months ago, something so important and personal. Something that was buried deep beneath the surface and Aaron had just dismissed all of that in one day, or multiple days really- his jealousy having reared its ugly head in the past month. He can’t really think of another reason for this other than fear. Fear of losing Robert. Fear of not being good enough. Fear of Robert realising he can have anyone he wants.

Not for the first time that evening Aaron realises that his reaction to these fears will most likely be the cause of these fears coming true- if he carries on like this.

“You’re scared of being happy.”

Maybe just maybe Robert wasn’t wrong when he said that.

“If we hadn’t been through this a thousand times.” Aaron remembers the way Robert’s voice broke at this. His heart aches.

He wants to curl up in a ball and forget the world for a bit but that isn’t going to help anyone. He wants Robert, more than anything. And he has him- he knows that. They just need to sort stuff out, get the basics right. Aaron does trust Robert but his brain lets him think he shouldn’t. Because he can’t imagine that anyone would want him, let alone someone like Robert.

They need to sort stuff out. Maybe they need to go through it all just one more time.

He touches his face- also numb from the cold and feels how his tears have dried up, making his skin feel tight.

He needs to find Robert.

“Vic, where is he? Is he at yours?”

Aaron ignores the way Kerry is staring at him.

“What?” Vic says, looking him up and down clearly concerned.

“I thought he might still be here, but he’s not. He isn’t upstairs either.”

“Yeah uh-“ she hesitates before reaching into her pocket and handing him over her keys. “You’re not going to fight again are ya?”

“No I just want to talk to him. We need to talk.” She nods and Aaron takes her keys.

“I know you’re upset and I know he shouldn’t have lied but Aaron- he seemed really upset, defeated almost.” Aaron feels his heart sink even though it’s not news to him. He had seen it himself. Maybe that was what had shocked him the most. His usual determined, optimistic, strong fiancé giving up, accepting defeat.

“What’s the point”

“There isn’t one.”

There is and Aaron is going to show him. He’s not giving up on them, he can’t. Not after everything they have been through, not after all those months of Robert being there for him, waiting for him. Not after Robert proving his commitment and love for him.

“Thanks Vic- honest” Aaron says realising how much he loves and appreciates her. It can’t be easy for her to deal with idiots like him and Robert. The way she is able to be there for the both of them without picking a side, it’s admirable.

He runs to the backroom, grabs Robert’s ring and heads out.

Keepers Cottage is in total darkness as Aaron slips inside and heads upstairs almost straight away. He glances at Victoria’s couch but he can’t make out a figure so he supposes Robert has gone to his old room. The room where he shouldn’t have to be anymore. He knocks and waits a second before he opens the door.

“Rob? It’s me.” His voice is just above a whisper as he takes in the room, it’s also in total darkness but he can clearly see a figure laying on the bed, a bag next to it.

“Aaron?” Robert says and Aaron nods before realising he should probably turn on the lights.

“Left” Robert says clearly getting what Aaron’s looking for.

Robert blinks against the light and Aaron takes him in. He looks small and when Robert stares back at him he can see that Robert’s eyes are red. Aaron’s heart lurches.

“What are you doing here Aaron?”

“I came to talk to you- I think we need to don’t you?”

Robert looks doubtful but gives him a vague nod.

“Talk- no yelling” Aaron adds.

He looks at the bag on Robert’s bed and feels the older man watching him.

“I didn’t want to leave- I don’t want to leave, or take my ring off. I just didn’t know what else to do anymore.”

“I know” Aaron finally moves from his spot and goes to sit on the bed. Robert manoeuvres a bit so that they are sitting next to each other, not quite touching but they’re close enough.

“I’m sorry” they both say it and look at each other in confusion before they’re grinning, it breaks the tension and Aaron grabs Robert’s hand.

He can’t look at Robert so he just stares at his hand, strokes a thumb over his knuckles and starts talking.

“Robert I don’t ever want you to feel like I don’t accept you. And I know that that is exactly what I’ve done. I know you- I really know you and I just want you. I don’t want us to break up, I want us to get married and be happy.”

“You don’t trust me.”

“I know it doesn’t seem that way but I do. It’s just hard to believe you want me and yeah that makes me do things that will push ya away in a way that almost makes me able to justify all these thoughts. But it’s my brain- telling me that this can’t be real. That I can’t be enough for ya.”

Robert gulps, hesitating “what about- counselling?”

Aaron nods and sees relief flash across Robert’s face, he squeezes his hand. He’s not mad at Robert for bringing it up, knows it will help.

“I am thinking of going again yeah. Because we deserve to be happy don’t we? After everything.”

Robert nods, thinking of what Vic said. “After everything- we can’t just give up. I am sorry that I nearly did. I didn’t mean to it was just the only thing I could think of.”

“Because I pushed you away.”

“I want you, just you, only you.”

“I know that- and one day I will fully believe that, and I am going to work towards that yeah?”

“I will do it with you- if you want me to, whatever you need Aaron.”

Tears are pooling in Aaron’s eyes. He loves Robert, so much. His fiancé once again proving his love for him.

“Robert?”

“Yeah?”

“I am so sorry for the things I said. It makes me feel sick thinking that I made you feel- unaccepted, after everything you’ve told me.”

Robert looks alarmed and Aaron clarifies “about you being bisexual. I can’t say I understand it completely but I know I shouldn’t have said the things I did. I know everyone can cheat. I do think all of that paranoia comes from the fact that I just can’t believe you’re with me but I know I made it about your sexuality and that was wrong. I accept you and love you for who you are. I’m sorry, I’m so sorry.” His voice breaks and he’s not sure what’s making him this upset, it’s probably a combination of things. He’s tired, still drunk and he knows he’s hurt Robert.

“I- it’s okay.” Robert says, clearly lost for words.

“It’s not. It’s really not.”

“I know things would be easier if I was like you but-“

“No” Aaron’s horrified and this sick feeling is back in full force.

“Please don’t say that- don’t ever say that. This is on me Robert. You are you and I love you ok? You’re more than good enough.” It’s hard to explain, Aaron feeling the things he does because he doesn’t feel like he’s good enough but Robert, Robert is good enough. Aaron knows that wholeheartedly.

Robert nods, bewildered.

Aaron wipes at his face and tries not to think about Jack and what he did to Robert, how he made him feel. “Do you forgive me?”

“For what?”

Aaron would probably laugh if it wasn’t all so devastating.

“For what I said.”

“Of course I do.”

Aaron nods and after a few seconds of silence Robert starts to shift, looking uncomfortable and Aaron knows there’s something he wants to say.

“Go on.” They are still holding hands and Aaron squeezes his fiancé’s once again.

“I am always going to find other people attractive- men and women, I can’t help that. I am bisexual. But I won’t act on it because I want you. Just like you will be attracted to other men, but won’t act on it, hopefully.”

Aaron smiles a little, “of course not. And I know, I’m sorry. I am going to try and be better about it all.” They’ve had this conversation before. He hates how deep down he holds these stereotypes because Robert is right- there is no difference. Aaron will be attracted to other people, he has eyes after all and so will Robert but they are together. That’s all there is to it, no matter who they fancy.

“And I am sorry too.” Robert continues. “I should have told you about my meeting with Rebecca- I am sorry that I didn’t.”

Aaron nods, he feels tired- just wants to sleep in Robert’s arms.

“Aaron?”

“Hm?”

“Everything I do- it’s for us. It’s for our future. I want us forever.”

Aaron untangles their hands but only to cup Robert’s face.

“I know- I know that. I see it every day.”

Robert smiles brightly before he’s frowning again- Aaron doesn’t want that. But before he can say anything Robert opens his mouth again.

“I should have never taken it off, the ring I-“

“I have it here” Aaron says quickly. He takes Robert’s hand and slides it back on.

“I was being stupid-“

“We both were. You risked your life getting these back- scrap that. You risked your life to save mine. I know you love me I do.”

“I really do.”

Aaron yawns and Robert smiles at him, a soft expression on his face.

“What do we do now?” Robert says after a few more minutes of silence.

“We go to Las Vegas?” Aaron suggests, watching Robert’s reaction.

“But-“

“Robert it was your birthday present to me. Your wonderful and thoughtful present. I don’t want to ruin that.” Aaron doesn’t think he will ever be over the guilt he feels over ruining Robert’s present all because he felt paranoid again and accepted that Robert was up to no good seconds after Chas showed him that video. Robert didn’t deserve that.

“Okay- I want that too, but are you sure? What about the wedding?”

Aaron sighs. “I am sure. I want to be with you, I think getting away from here for a bit could do us both good. But maybe we should postpone our wedding plans?”

Robert nods “I thinks so too.”

“Yeah? I want to get married to you Robert, as soon as possible. But I’d like to do so when I’ve sorted things out in my head.”

“And I want that too, for both of us. I promise I’ll give you the best day- whenever, wherever.”

“I don’t doubt that for one second.”

They’re staring at each other, eyes soft when Aaron has to stifle another yawn. Robert laughs “how about we just sleep?”

“Here?”

Robert shrugs “why not?”

“You’re exhausted and I want to be near you. It doesn’t matter whether we go back to the pub or stay here. We wouldn’t be doing any packing anyway. We have time to sort out our luggage tomorrow.”

“Okay.” Aaron says, Robert’s right he is exhausted.

“I’ve had a drink-“

“Or five-“ Robert fills in.

“Yeah, something like that.”

Robert drops his bag on the floor before going to lie down on the bed. It’s clear they are not going to bother with clothes or anything, Aaron doesn’t mind. He takes off his shoes and jacket and drops it on the floor before moving up close to Robert. His fiancé wraps his arms around him and Aaron sighs at the familiarity of it all. He’s so happy to have ended up like this, can’t bear the thought of how this evening could have ended- with them broken up, separated.

Aaron vows to himself that he will always fight for them. He’s proud of himself. He’s used to Robert fighting for them and deep down he knows that Robert will have come to him again even if he’d seemed defeated. But this time Aaron got there first, realised just how much they were worth fighting for.

“Goodnight, fiancé” he hears Robert whisper and Aaron loves him.

“Goodnight Rob.”

#robron fics #mary writes fic

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angelicthor · 5 years

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billion dollar man - part 13

pairing: tony stark x reader

summary: after mounting bills and debt cause you to look at alternative means of making money, you’re thrown into a whole different kind of life when one of the most famous billionaires on the block offers to be your sugar daddy, of course in exchange for a different from of payment. non-superhero au.

warnings/genre: +18 only, sugarbaby/daddy relationship, fluff, slight angst, nat & wanda centric chapter

masterlist | billion dollar man masterlist

a/n: am i recasting the entire mcu? why yes. yes i am. as always, please let me know what you think!

The bar you were in was a slight change to the establishments you had recently been frequenting, but it was an old favourite of yours and Wanda and honestly, it was nice to be back, to exchange the extravagant dresses for a pair of worn in jeans and expensive champagne for a bottle of beer.

You were somewhat nervous at bringing Nat here, not knowing how she’d find it but she surprised you when she said she used to come to bars like this all the time before she started her brand and that she had rather missed the atmosphere they provided.

What stunned you more was the fact that her knee wouldn’t stop bouncing with nerves, foot tapping on the floor as she pecked at the label on her bottle whilst you both waited for Wanda to join you.

“Nat would please relax, trust me Wanda’s gonna love you,” You tried to reassure her.

“Sorry, sorry; It’s just – I’m not exactly a people person, and I don’t usually make a great first impression, I mean remember how I acted around you? It wasn’t exactly the height of hospitality.”

“Don’t worry about that, Wanda’s got this…energy – it’s like she can get into people’s minds and put them at ease or something, I swear the girl’s magic. The number of difficult situations she has got us out of is unreal.”

Before Nat had a chance to pry on what kind of difficult situations you two had to wiggle your way out of, your name was shouted from across the bar, your eyes meeting those of Wanda walking through the door with her arms spread wide as everyone gaped at her.

Wanda’s hair fell in thick dark curls over her shoulders, dark eyes sparkling with glee as a devious smirk played on her crimson painted lips, she was adorned in a maroon velvet shawl, a long flowy black dress underneath, her fingers decorated in a multitude of rings and a collection of bangles decked her wrist, tinkling with every movement of her arm. Around her neck was a long silver chain with a Star of David charm dangling from the centre that you had gifted her on her last birthday and she had worn nearly every day since.

“Hey sweetie!” Wanda hollered, Serbian accent still slightly coating her words as she plopped into the seat next to yours, throwing her arms around you as she pressed a kiss to your cheek, no doubt leaving a red stain of her lips on your skin. “You must be Natasha - Y/N told me a lot about you, it’s nice to finally put a face to the name,” Wanda extended her arm for Nat to shake which the redhead readily accepted.

“God what a day, tell me why I’m stuck dealing with the bridezilla from hell? I’ve done nothing in my life to deserve this, ever.”

Wanda complained as you snorted at her dramatics, Nat asking what she did for a living which started Wanda on explaining that she owned her own florist shop in Brooklyn with you interjecting at random points to compliment her work – she did the most amazing floral displays you had ever seen, which unfortunately left her rather in demand.

You let Wanda and Nat become accustomed to each other, asking things you already knew about them both as the three of you sipped on your beers, grinning as you noticed the way Nat’s shoulders lowered and her leg stop bouncing under the table as her nerves left her.

Soon enough, the beer turned to shots of tequila at Wanda’s excited demands, you and Nat laughing at her instance, watching as she precariously balanced a tray laden with shot glasses as she staggered towards the small table you were sat at. You tipped your head back as you swallowed the liquor in one gulp, face twisting in disgust at the burn as you quickly grabbed one of the lime wedges, the sour juices easing the bitter aftertaste of the tequila.

A slight fog settled over your mind as the alcohol took effect, your thoughts becoming hazy and movements lethargic as you stumbled out of your chair and crossed the bar, stumbling slightly as you made your way towards the jukebox in the corner, struggling to insert the coins before you searched through the hundreds of songs available, a grin tugging at your lips as found what you were looking for.

Nat and Wanda both cheered as Nancy Wilson’s opening rift filled the bar, Ann Wilson’s killer vocals following soon after as Crazy on You began to play, the pair beginning to belt out the lyrics as if it were karaoke, forcing you to join in as you sat back down, ignoring the peculiar looks from the other patrons.

“Let me go crazy on you,” Nat cut off her performance, giggling drunkenly as she eyed you mischievously, “So Y/N, I’ve always been curious, do you go crazy on Tony or does he go crazy on you? I’ve never been able to figure it out, he’s definitely into it either way.”

You choked on your drink, spluttering as you stared at Nat with wide eyes waiting for the inevitable storm coming your way.

“You’re sleeping with him?” Wanda erupted, eyes blazing with rage as you offered her a guilty smile. “You told me it was just for appearances, you never said anything about sex.”

You recoiled as Wanda hissed at you, the fury radiating from her being reminding you just how scary the seemingly docile woman could be.

“Wan, please don’t yell,” You spoke calmly, casting your eyes about the bar to make sure no one was staring at you, “I swear, there’s nothing to worry about. It’s just a friends-with-benefits type situation, just with more benefits than usual.”

The underlying worry in her eyes didn’t waver at your words and Natasha, who until then looked sheepish for letting something slip that she shouldn’t have, also joined her in her concern.

“Are you sure? I’ve known Tony a long time Y/N and I’ve never seen him act like the way he is when he’s around you, the way he looks at you – is it really just friendship?”

You gawked as you searched for an answer, mouthing words but no sound coming out as you tried to wrap your mind around what Nat had just told you. You tried to be logical: Tony only acted that way around you because he needed to, he was grateful for what you were doing for him, you two had become friends over the course of your fake relationship and it was fake. But there was a part of you, that stupid rotten romantic heart of yours, that warmed at the thought of Tony wanting more, of feeling more.

“Y/N,” Wanda spoke softly, reaching across the table to place her hand on top of yours, “I just don’t want to see you hurt again, Tony - he just reminds me too much of-”

“He’s nothing like him,” You spat, voice laced with venom at the mention of you ex.

Or perhaps it was the fact that Wanda apparently thought that he and Tony were equals.

You didn’t wish to dissect these thoughts, instead you excused yourself to the toilets, avoiding the anxious stares of Nat and Wanda as you did. Locking the door behind you, you splashed cold water on your face in an attempt to calm your racing heart, resting against the countertop as you bid your thoughts to slow themselves down and allow you to collect yourself.

Back at the table Wanda and Nat were waiting for your return, guilt gnawing at them both for pushing you for an answer you clearly didn’t want to give, but their pressure stemmed from a good place, their love for you their top priority.

“You said you knew Tony well, right?” Wanda asked, Nat nodding her head in affirmation, “Be honest with me, do you think he’d hurt her?”

Nat mulled over the question, trying to find the answer, but it was difficult; she’d never seen Tony in a situation like this before, his dates lasted the night and there was a new one on his arm when she next saw him.

“No, I don’t think so,” Nat answered her after much consideration, “Not on purpose at least; Tony cares about her, more than he realises, but he’s never had a serious relationship before - he may not know how to handle it.”

“If he does hurt her, I’ll tear him limb from limb,” Wanda threatened, voice dropping to a near growl.

“If he does, then I offer you my assistance,” Nat remarked, a dark smirk pulling at her lips before her and Wanda burst into a fit of giggles.

They were still laughing when you came back, the corner of your lip quirking up at the sight of them together, you knew before the night even began that they would get along like a house on fire and regardless of the slight hitch in the nights festivities you were glad of it.

“Hey, did you ever tell Nat about the Billy Russo incident?” Wanda asked with a mischievous glint in her eye.

You threw your head back with an embarrassed groan, burying your face in your hands as Wanda recounted the tale to an eager Nat of the time you saw your then crush on a night out, nerves and alcohol getting the better of you as you ended up retching your stomach contents all down his pant leg much to your horror.

It had taken you weeks to recover from the mortification, refusing to go out with Wanda much to her annoyance and you could feel your cheeks heat up as Nat and Wanda boisterously laughed at the story, fighting off your own smile as you remembered the shock on poor Billy’s face.

More tales were told; most by Wanda, the woman loved a good story, some by you, and some by Nat. You had an inclining that Nat choose her stories with the purpose of warming Wanda up to the idea of Tony, each one she said left you with a soft smile on your face as you vividly imagined your little group of friends and the shenanigans they got up to.

Before you knew it, the night was drawing to an end, Happy pulling up to the curb outside the bar where you were all waiting. Nat’s own driver came for her and she bid you goodnight with a hug before moving to do the same to Wanda, promising you both that you’d get together again soon.

You offered to take Wanda home and she reluctantly agreed, marveling at the interior of the luxury car as you introduced her to Happy. The ride to her apartment was quick and as she was stepping out of the car she asked if you were staying at yours tonight but you decided against it, wanting to go home to Tony’s and check up on him - you had texted him earlier on in the night and he still hadn’t replied, a dark feeling of dread building up in you as your mind conjured a number of unpleasant scenarios.

Home.

You froze when you realised that you considered Tony’s apartment to be more your home than your own did now. You blamed it on the fact that you spent most of your time there, that staying in your own apartment was foreign to you now.

That was all it was.

“Hey Hap, have you heard off Tony tonight? I text him earlier, but he never answered me,” You asked, hoping your voice sounded as casual as you willed it to be, teeth gnawing at your lower lip as your stomach began to twist into knots.

“No, haven’t heard from him. I’m sure he’s fine though, probably blasting AC/DC in his lab way too loud to hear his phone.”

You forced a chuckle at his jibe, knowing that he was probably doing exactly that, but his logic was a poor remedy to your paranoia and it did nothing to calm your growing nerves. The second the car came to a stop outside of the Baxter Building, you bolted from the backseat, throwing Happy a ‘thank you’ and ‘goodnight’ over your shoulder as you rushed towards the entrance.

The in the elevator seemed to take forever, foot tapping on the metal floor in impatience as you waited for the doors to open into Tony’s penthouse, wondering why everything seemed to move so much more slower when all you wanted was for it to hasten.

The doors finally opened into the apartment and you hurried inside, dumping your bag in the hallway as you called out Tony’s name, the lack of response causing your panic to rise before you froze in the doorway to the living room, mouth snapping shut as you silently crept forward.

Across the couch lay Tony, one arm dangling on the floor next to a discarded cushion, the TV still playing in the background, his mouth hanging open as a soft snore resonated from his chest with every exhale. Your heart fluttered at the sight, a soft smile playing at your lips as you watched him get the sleep he so desperately needed, Tony was normally the last to sleep and the first to rise and so this was a rare sight for you and you couldn’t help but think how far he had come from when you had first met him.

You moved to kneel beside him, fingers gently stroking through his short tresses, watching as his eyes flickered beneath closed lids. His phone lighting up on the coffee table next to you drew your attention away, the device reminding him of your text that remained unopened and you picked it up in curiosity, swiping the text away and pausing when you saw what was under it.

A picture of the two of you filled the screen, his arm wrapped around you, lips pressed into your hair as your eyes shut in bliss, basking at the attention. You can’t remember seeing the photo before and you didn’t know which you found more startling: the fact that you were his lockscreen or the way he was looking at you.

Nat’s words came circling in your head like a record on repeat.

I’ve never seen him act like this.

He’s never looked at anyone the way he looks at you.

The way he looks at you.

You glanced back at the photo on the phone, how both of you seemed so wrapped up in each other, the adoration, the tenderness. The, dare you say it, love.

Your well-rehearsed excuse, the idea that it was all a front, a trick to fool the world felt so weak now. You wondered if maybe it had worked to well, that maybe you had managed to trick yourselves into thinking this relationship was on a platonic basis only when it couldn’t be further from the truth.

You didn’t like these thoughts, they invited unwanted feelings into your heart that weighed it down like a rock in a river. What if Nat was wrong and Tony didn’t feel the same? He was an infamous womanizer and the only reason he had supposedly changed his ways was to keep his company, you’d be foolish to think that you alone could accomplish that.

The darkness clouding your mind evaporated as you glanced back down at Tony’s sleeping form, stroking your fingers over his face as you softly urged him to wake up, bleary eyes staring up at you before a lazy smile tugged at his lips.

“Hey,” he rasped, voice thick with sleep.

“Hey baby, wanna head to bed?”

Tony nodded in answer, swinging his legs over the edge of the sofa as he sluggishly sat up, the both of you stumbling up the stairs towards his bedroom. You readied yourselves for bed in silence, Tony because he was still on the verge of sleep, barely conscious enough to brush his teeth, and you because you were afraid of what you would say if you did try to speak.

You sighed when you finally settled into the bed, the fresh sheets wrapping you in a blanket of serenity, the feeling of Tony’s arms around your waist providing you with a level of comfort you couldn’t quite explain.

Tony pressed a kiss to your forehead, wishing a good sleep before he fell back into the realm of dreams once again. You burrowed your face into his chest, pressing a chaste kiss to the scar that ran down his sternum, pushing your unwanted thoughts to the side as you joined Tony in slumber.

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doc-pickles · 4 years

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it’s nothing funny just to talk (p.2)

What happens when you text that random number graffitied on a bathroom stall in your favorite bar? Jo Wilson is about to find out. - In which Bar Princess and Doctor Evil Spawn meet via text.

Saturday 12:09 PM

you know what might be worse than pyramid schemes?

bridal showers

this is horrendous

Same woman you were drinking in solidarity to?

obviously, I have like four friends

I thought teachers were like outgoing and bubbly?

oh hell no, socializing is not my cup of tea

one of the other bridesmaids just asked who i was texting so I told her jack the ripper

Oh you couldn’t even give me a good one

i’m gonna pretend you didn’t say that

My day off and the weekend finally coincide, which means I’m not leaving my couch all day.

I wish I were you this shower is gonna kill me

teachers on the weekend are a fun sight to see

You’re not partaking this time?

no i’m DD

it’s for the best, I did throw up on my shoes last weekend

How crazy is a bridal shower that you need a DD?

there’s a mimosa bar and they’re already playing never have I ever

the mother of the groom is starting something with the mother of the bride

I gotta deal with this

Saturday 3:11 PM

I deserve bottle of wine for all of the shit I dealt with today

I never wanna be a maid of honor ever again

Maybe we should rename you Maid of Dishonor?

wooooooow

I throw up on my shoes ONE TIME

How’d the battle of the mothers go?

oh it was horrendous

groom is from a rich family and bride grew up on a farm… you know how it goes

Doesn’t sound fun. Glad you made it out.

barely

how’s your day off going

Amazing. I get to watch baseball and sit on the couch with a bag of chips and a beer. I’m living the dream.

I envy you

they’re making us go out again

Do you get to drink during this escapade?

yes thank god

manhattan or moscow mule?

A whiskey drinker? You might be the perfect woman.

don’t try to butter me up, i’ve never even met you in person

We can change that.

Saturday 6:14 PM

Do you think birds have dreams?

I thought I was supposed to get drunk

You were talking too long. And I’m not drunk.

I can’t think of another reason why you’d ask me about bird dreams

You’re a teacher. I was curios.

i’m not a bird specialist

personally I do not think that birds can dream

I’m telling them you said that.

the birds?

Yes. They deserve to know the truth.

have you just been sitting on the couch drinking beer all day?

did you even eat

Yeah I had pizza for lunch

what about dinner?

It’s not dinner time yet.

dude it’s 6

Oh shit really?

Hahaha that explains it

psh and you said I was bad when I was drunk

you’re freaking Snow White

Is this ebcause I asked about the birds

yes it is

I gotta go, Maggie says i’m not netting the quota for fun

Maggie sounds like a buzzkill

she’s the assistant principal, i’m scared she’ll fire me if I don’t listen

jk… kinda

Saturday 12:32 AM

Incoming Voice Call

“Jo! Put the phone down! You should not be calling anyone right now!”

“Hello?”

“Doctor Evil Spawn! I’m so glad you picked up.”

“Are you drunk now?”

“Noooo….. maybe. I just wanted to say hi.”

“Hi princess.”

“Your voice is nice. It’s a good voice, it’s sexy and I like it.”

“You’re kinda crazy, you know that?”

“Josephine Wilson! Give me the phone!”

“Woah who full named you? They sound angry.”

“That’s Maggie, she’s trying to get me to go home. I can’t go home Maggie, I’m talking to a hot doctor! And he has a sexy voice!”

“You’ve never even seen me, you don’t know if I’m hot.”

“I’m judging off your sexy voice and what few characteristics I know about you. I’d be shocked if you weren’t hot.”

“You have too much faith in me.”

“I have to go, Maggie is dragging me out of the bar. Byeeee hot doctor!”

“Goodnight princess, don’t throw up on your shoes this time.”

Sunday 9:58 AM

How’re your shoes looking?

Sunday 11:22 AM

You’re still dead? I mean you did call me half past midnight… but I thought you’d be up by now.

Sunday 1:46 PM

Are you embarrassed because of what you said on the phone? Frankly I found it endearing.

Sunday 3:18 PM

As a doctor, I’m advising you to drink more fluids and get food in your system. Maybe a banana. It’ll make you feel less shitty, trust me.

Sunday 6:17 PM

Hope you’re not dead in a ditch somewhere.

Monday 7:23 AM

oh my god I am so sorry

I dropped my phone in Maggie’s car and I just got it back

wait you were worried about me weren’t you

Well you fell off the face of the earth… so yeah.

awwww well it’s nice to know that someone would notice if I was kidnapped and murdered

Didn’t you say I was the one that would kidnap and murder you?

yes but i’m having a change of heart

Is it because of my sexy voice?

I was kinda hoping I didn’t say that out loud

whoops

I told you I found it endearing.

flattery will get you everywhere

gotta go, class is lining up and they’re already screaming

I’ll pray for you.

Monday 8:08 PM

dude the thai place on 7th across from old navy?

amazing

i’m in heaven

Oh so we’ve reached the stage of giving each other food recommendations?

obviously

this is a serious relationship

Chinese place across from Joe’s Bar has the best egg rolls. Perfect drunchies.

i’ve never been to joe’s

I live right around the corner from there

So we’re neighbors then? I’m off of Fullerton.

I guess we are

that’s exciting, i bet i’ve seen you at the grocery store

Bold of you to assume I make it to the grocery store.

honestly same

I usually guilt steph or izzie into it

You’re the chaotic good of the group aren’t you?

obviously

I keep things balanced

what’re you doing?

On a break, almost done for the night. I have to round on post ops and then I’m done.

nice!!! did you get anything fun today?

Not really just surgeries I could do in my sleep.

typical monday’s

I have to go, we have a field trip tomorrow and i’m not emotionally prepared

Oof. Have fun, don’t die.

who the hell ends texts like that?

A doctor. Obviously. Night princess.

goodnight Snow White

Tuesday 12:18 PM

whoever decided to bring 42 fourth graders to the science discovery museum should be fired

Isn’t that you?

maybe

maybe not

It was totally you. How about a deal?

deal with an internet stranger?

fine but if I die i’m gonna be pissed

How about I drop off a bottle of wine on your porch on my way to work? I work the night shift again.

hmmmm I don’t think i’m supposed to give my address to strangers

but i’m pretty sure if you were going to kill me you would’ve done it by now

See you’re getting the hang of it.

okay i’ll give you my address

but if there’s a bomb we’re going to have words

If there’s a bomb you’ll be dead.

Tuesday 4:54 PM

red wine AND egg rolls?

if I didn’t know better i’d think you’re trying to woo me

I think I need to meet you before we can say that.

thank you!!!

my roomies are teasing me about taking wine from a stranger

You’re welcome. And I’m not a stranger. I know your name and where you live.

aaaaand way to make things creepy

BTW your blonde roommate was checking out my ass.

hahahahaha that’s izzie for you

she has a boyfriend don’t worry

I wasn’t too concerned about her, just thought you might want to beat her up or something.

intentionally trying to start a cat fight? classy

she says you’re “super dreamy” so that’s a plus

Glad to know I passed the checkpoint. Does this mean I get to meet you now?

maybe maybe not

we have learned one good thing though

And what’s that?

even if you are a serial killer, you have a good taste in wine and your attractive

i’ll die happy

Tuesday 7:32 AM

If I never work another overnight again it’ll be too soon.

yeah you’ve been working a lot of those

wtf is up with that

I lost a bet with Arizona.

oof that doesn’t sound fun

at least I have nice stable working hours

summers off

i’m living the dream

Why do you do that?

do what?

Send forty texts. There’s a button to put in a period and start a new sentence. In the same text.

you really do text like a 60 year old

I’m sophisticated, obviously.

I know we’ve never met but I need a favor

Oof. After I dropped off wine for you?

the favor includes free food and alcohol

I’m listening…

that wedding i’m in is next weekend

and I don’t have a date :-)

I wish I could, I’m going out of town.

booooo

it’s okay, after i’m done being a brides bitch my weekend will open up

i’ll also be done with school for year

So I can take you out on a proper date? Instead of texting you all day?

you do realize that you’re texting a girl who found your number at 11 pm while shit faced in a bar right

That’s always how I pictured meeting the woman of my dreams.

oh shut up

I suppose i’ll go on a date with you, man I know nothing about

I’m Alex, I’m 27 and I don’t think pineapple belongs on pizza

deal breaker sorry

pineapple + pizza = deliciousness

Well at least you know more about me.

that I do

jo, 25, who’s favorite color is purple and eats cinnamon toast for breakfast everyday, has to go educate the tiny humans

talk to you later old man

Oh come on you’re two years younger!

Tuesday 1:26 PM

have you ever had to hot glue rhinestones to candle votives

because I am

and I hate it

WTF is a votive?

those tiny little glass things you put a candle into

Oh. Why are you bedazzling them?

wedding prep

today is a half day so bridezilla has us crafting for her

Are all of you brides bitches teachers?

yes

it’s hell

you try to talk about your class and all you hear about is peonies and roses and baby’s breath

I’m glad I’m a dude then.

ha! you better be

oh my god, she’s gone psycho

if I don’t text she took my phone

Don’t die, I’m looking forward to our date.

Tuesday 7:17 PM

RIP Jo, Avid Cinnamon Toast Eater

Killed by Her Insane Bride Friend

I made it out!!!!

barely

Nice, I’ve heard a rabid bridezilla is hard to escape.

it was the worst

but she let me go when I told her I had to finish putting in grades for the year

(I finished last night)

I for one am proud of you. That’s badass.

lol i’ll keep that in mind

thursday is our last day before freedom

I think I might get shit faced as soon as I leave work

I support it wholeheartedly.

good because you’ll probably get more bar princess texts

Or if I’m lucky a phone call where you call me sexy again.

hey hey I didn’t call you sexy

I called your voice sexy

there’s a difference

Oh sorry, I don’t know how I overlooked that.

mhm sure

tomorrow is crazy hair day

Does this mean I get to see a picture of you? Because I’m definitely interested in seeing what you do with this spirit day thing.

i’ll save it for when we meet

I’m determined not to see you until our date

Suit yourself. Gotta go remove stitches.

oooohh how exhilarating!!

Wednesday 9:42 AM

How goes the crazy hair?

oh just dandy

half my hair is pink

You seem like the type to be able to pull of pink hair. Plus it’s pretty rad.

you’re too kind

I bribed the kids with cookies and a movie

i’m totally winning today

I just took out an appendix, I think I win.

just saying I don’t think that our jobs are comparable

but taking out an appendix sounds cool

Not as cool as cookies though.

I have a bunch left over

should I drop them on your doorstep?

Only if you want to. I wouldn’t say no to a good cookie. I’m here till 5.

i’ll stop by after work!!

we have another half day

Sweet. I’m glad you’re the one that found my number.

Wednesday 12:56 PM

Dude. George says you look like an adorable preschooler.

I FORGOT I HAD MY HAIR LIKE THIS

he was very understanding

Rave reviews on your “kindness and beautiful eyes”

oh my god

I have to die now

He might’ve mentioned your ass too. I’m painting a beautiful mental picture.

oh lord

brb gotta wash out this stupid hair dye

maybe bang my head against the shower wall

Oooh tell me more. I love a dirty shower fantasy.

oh booo

you’re not even trying anymore

Wednesday 5:55 PM

remember the titans is on tv

and it’s really good

in case you didn’t know

That movie is 20 years old, of course I know it’s good.

well clearly I didn’t

i didn’t have cable growing up

Oh neither did I, I just stole it from the neighbors.

that’s pretty bad ass for a kid

Had to keep my siblings entertained. You know how it is.

nope i’m an only child

That sounds like a dream. I have two younger siblings and they’re both a pain in the ass.

if you knew the half of it you’d be begging to trade places with me

I’m looking forward to hearing all of it.

Thursday 11:53 AM

FREEDOM!!!!!!

I AM FREE!!!!

HALLELUJAH!!!!!

I’m assuming school is out?

Y E S

$20 says I can sneak out of here without bridezilla roping me into a stupid arts and crafts project

I hope so, I’m enjoying talking to you today.

aren’t you at work??

Nope. Today is my day off.

and you’re not watching baseball and drinking beer?

It’s not even noon yet.

time is an illusion

it’s shots o clock somewhere or whatever they say

I’m now learning that the only cultural education you have is the Backstreet Boys. I think our second date will have to be a movie marathon.

already planning our second date?

ambitious

I like it

My conversation is fairly limited if I can’t drop a pop culture reference or two during the day.

I can see your points and i’m willing to sit myself down and watch the classics

okay gotta sneak past bridezilla… wish me luck

Good luck

Thursday 4:35 PM

Pork shoulder, corn, and potatoes all on the grill.

i’m jealous

I can’t cook to save my life

thank god we’re going out tonight

To celebrate finally breaking free for the summer?

exactly!! steph and izzie decided we needed to go to a club after dinner

i’ve never been to one before

Overpriced drinks and random guys grinding up on you all night. Not the best experience.

oh so random guys grind on you when you go out?

Shut up.

hahahaha

I’ve never even been to a club before. Not my scene. I just live with women so I know these things.

well i’ll update you on the happenings

let you know if I have to pay $20 for a drink

who’s grinding on my ass

you know normal everyday things

Woah woah woah.

what??

are you jealous??

I’m just saying if you’re gonna be shaking your ass, you might as well get random guys to buy you overpriced drinks.

you’re making some very good points

Of course I am. By the way, George wants me to tell you that you have a very shakeable ass so you should be taking in free drinks.

great I have to go die again

brb gonna drOWN MYSELF IN THE SHOWER

Thursday 10:38 PM

good news

i’ve secured three free drinks and a round of shots for all six of us

this ass is making money baby

I’ve created a monster. Who else is there?

steph, izzie, april, maggie, and levi

You brought the whole staff out didn’t you?

yes and I’m quite skilled at getting them drunk

You’re three drinks in and still texting correctly?

I think I danced it all off

need more fireball

And that’s another thing. Who willingly shoots Fireball?

me bitch

Ohh I love it when you call me names.

mmm i’m sure you do

okay i’m gonna go get more drinks

wish me luck

Good luck, I’m sure your ass will take in more than enough.

Thursday 11:57 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Helloo?”

“Hi, it’s me.”

“I can afford caller ID, I knew it was you.”

“Were you sleeping?”

“No, I was about to head upstairs but I’m not tired.”

“Oh good. I just got home.”

“You sound tired. Did you have fun?”

“It was nice, Steph went home with some guy she met and Izzie went to her boyfriends so I’m home alone.”

“So you decided to call me?”

“I missed your voice, I told you that you have a nice voice.”

“You said that I have a sexy voice.”

“Oh shut up. I wanted to call before I went to sleep.”

“You’ve grown fond of me haven't you?”

“If you’re gonna say it like a weirdo then yes… I have grown fond of you, Snow White.”

“I guess I can say the same about you Bar Princess. Are you yawning over there?”

“Just a little bit, but I like talking to you.”

“It’s midnight, I wouldn’t blame you for falling asleep.”

“I don’t wanna fall asleep, I wanna keep talking to you.”

“How about I tell you the story of the time I was bridesman and I had to go to a bachelorette party?”

“Okay I’m listening…”

Friday 10:15 AM

I feel like a teenager

who the hell falls asleep on the phone

i’m in a bad rom com aren't I

Your snoring is really cute.

oh christ

well at least I didn’t take body shots off a male stripper

I was really hoping you’d be asleep before I got to that part.

oh nooo I remember that very clearly

i’ll be filing that away for blackmail

Rude. I guess I’ll save your snoring in that file too.

touché, I like the way you play the game

I’m an experienced player. Gotta go scrub in on a fundoplication.

have fun!!!

Friday 2:41 PM

I got bored and googled a fundoplication

that’s some crazy stuff, you’re kind of a badass

Easy peasy, all in a day's work.

nooo that’s amazing stuff!!

i’m in my classroom scraping gum and glitter off of the desks

Well you’re the reason people become doctors so I'd say you’re pretty important too.

awww you’re still trying to impress me

it’s a good look on you

I’m trying to be a gentleman. Maybe I’ll bring up your puke shoes just to be an asshole.

you know what even the mention of that can’t bring down my good mood

do you think I could get in trouble for drinking wine in my classroom?

Well there’s no kids around so… no. But I like the rebellious attitude you have towards the situation.

if i’m gonna sit in a classroom with no AC and scrape boogers off desks all day then I deserve some damn wine

You’re right and you should say it.

I DESERVE MY WINE I EARNED IT

oh shit maggie is outside i’m so fired

Hey you got her free shots last night, she should be thankful.

you know what you’re right

oh shit it’s bridezilla

Run.

whew

forgot we have our final dress fitting tomorrow

i’m not dead yet

Oh good. I kinda don’t want the first time I see you to be your funeral.

hahaha very funny

gotta go, we have to do this stupid year end meeting

I hate it here

Have fun, and remember don’t stab yourself with a pen!

Saturday 8:13 AM

WHAT A BEAUTIFUL MORNING

I wanna die

bridezilla is making us jog

and she took away my donuts

Saturday 9:53 AM

Jesus Christ. You need new friends.

honestly she’s not that bad when she’s not stressing over this wedding

she’s crying because she has a pimple

Oof that’s a tough run. Unfortunately, I have to spend the day out on a boat.

boohoo I don’t not feel bad for you

unless like… you have some childhood trauma from a boat

Nope. I get to relax and drink beer all day long.

yeah well then screw you

I have to try my stupid dress on and go to a stupid lunch and I CAN’T EVEN HAVE DONUTS

Aren’t you at home?

yes, steph invited everyone here since we have the space

why?

Check your porch.

YOU BROUGHT ME DONUTS?!

you’re my favorite

thank you thank you thank you

You’re welcome, I’m happy to be of service.

ohhhh I might just kiss you when we finally meet

I wouldn’t say no to that.

okay I gotta go hide in the closet and eat my donuts

thank you for thinking of me!!

It’s all I ever do.

Saturday 2:16 PM

How goes the dress trying on?

it was good!! mine fits and we have a beautiful bride on our hands

Good. I’m glad your day is getting better. I think I’m getting a sunburn.

you better not

that shit is dangerous

go find sunscreen

Now you’re concerned about me huh?

always

did you put the sunscreen on

Yes because I knew you’d spontaneously implode if I didn’t.

good

I didn’t want to you to burst into flames sitting in the sun

As a doctor, I can tell you that most likely would not be what happened.

now we have to sit through a boring ass lunch

it’s what the mother of the groom insists on

Is she paying for it though? …. yes

Well then stop complaining.

okay okay fine

hey quick question

which fork do i stab myself with

Go order a steak and drink an expensive glass of wine.

Saturday 10:39 PM

Incoming Voice Call

“Well well well, how the tables have turned.” “Bar Priiiiiincessss.” “Oh my god. This is so going in the blackmail file.”

“No don’t do that. If Jo finds out I was singing to another girl she’ll be mad.” “And why don’t you want Jo to be mad at you?” “Because I want to kiss her. And hug her. And see her face.”

“Well do I have a surprise for you.” “Oh I love surprises!”

“Jo and Bar Princess are the same person. I’m Jo.” “Holy crap! NO way!”

“Yes way, isn’t that crazy?”

“Can you tell Jo that she’s the nicest person I’ve ever met.” “I will relay the message. Jo is going to bed now though. Goodnight Alex.” “Good night Bar Princess, I miss you!”

#jolex #jolex fanfic #jolex fan fiction #jo karev #jo wilson #jo wilson karev #alex karev #alternate universe #jolex fic #jo x alex #greys anatomy #greys fanfic #INFJTT

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‘Straddling For A Rose’: The Bachelor Ep. 3 Recap

Hey, it’s me back with another last-minute Bachelor recap. This episode was about doing it doggy style in a trailer park....oh no wait, that was just the themes for the two group dates.

Here’s small anecdote for you: When I’m in the car with my dad and it’s too hot, I like to tell him to turn on the air conditioner just a tad. However, he is a man of extremes so he just blasts the A.C. until I turn into a fucking icicle. The same goes for when I tell him he’s driving too slow; he immediately starts speeding and I fear for my life.

What I’m trying to say here is that my dad is in charge of picking out dates for this season of The Bachelor. For several seasons now, we (or maybe just me) have been complaining that the show recycles the same old, boring dates.

Well guys, my dad (the show’s writers) are finally listening.

“Oh you want new group dates? We’ll give you fucking new group dates,” a producer yells manically, spit flying everywhere.

Anyway, I’m rambling more than Lauren S. on her 1-on-1 with Arie (spoiler?), so let’s get this recap started.

GLOB Group Date

The psychopath show writers (my dad) decided upon demolition derby (sorry not sorry about your concussion, Brittany) and now, they chose WWE wrestling, or the lesser known GLOW (Gorgeous Ladies of Wrestling), However, in this case, it’s GLOB (Gorgeous Ladies of the Bachelor). GOT PARENTHESIS?

The women on the date learned how to wrestle, or at least pretend to wrestle, like the pros, while these washed up women wrestlers with faces that look like melted candle wax talked shit to them, making my girls Bibiana and Tia cry.

This old hag asked Bibiana if her mom knew how to spell when she gave her that name. I would’ve snatched her wig SO QUICK.

“Bitch, you don’t even know my mom.” -Bibiana

Then another old lady pulled Tia’s hair, who probably had in her extensions, and homegirl was not having it. I would’ve been done too.

Bibiana and Tia get it together after a good cry and end up battling each other as Bridezilla and a Southern Belle. Bibiana’s costume was actually hysterical.

“I’m the Bridezilla and I’m about to eat these bitches for lunch.”

Lauren B. had a hard time getting the acting part down and kept laughing. Lauren, how are you going to convince me to buy overpriced skincare or a cheap curling wand on your Instagram story if you can’t even get your fake acting down? Do better.

I just want to talk about Maquel as a lunch lady. Poor Maquel deserved a rose just for having to wear this outfit. That mole was actually disgusting.

The fights went like this: Bekah the Sex Kitten vs Maquel the Lunch lady. Jacqueline the Beauty Queen vs Krystal the Cougar. Maquel the Gold Digger vs Lauren B. the Princess [this match was slightly pornographic but producers definitely put in some added audio in there.] Bibiana the Bridezilla vs Tia the Southern Belle.

Also, we can’t forget the cameo from a Bachelor favorite, Kenny King, an actual pro wrestler. He clearly let Arie win, but damn, I love Kenny. He’s so entertaining. I’m glad he was brought back.

I mean, someone needed to show off their abs on The Bachelor, and we all knew it wasn’t going to be Arie.

The cocktail portion of the group date took place in an RV park; just another redneck place to make Tia feel at home.

Arie told Krystal that it’s hard to have her in a room with a lot of other women and he has to “check himself.” Kind of like how I have to check the sound settings on my television to make sure Krystal’s voice isn’t actually that annoying. But alas, it is.

Krystal sucks so much. She thinks her time is more valuable than everyone else’s and that its okay if she takes that time away from other girls trying to get to know Arie to “decrease her competition.” Tia may feel at home in a trailer park, but Krystal, you’re actually white trash.

In other news, Bekah straddled Arie. I’ve also decided that his hand grabbing of the face move is weird.

I’m really happy I procrastinated this recap because Saturday Night Live did a Bachelor skit called “Car Hunk,” which referenced Bekah’s short hair.

Fake Bekah: I have short hair. Isn’t it the weirdest thing you’ve seen in your life?

Fake Arie: Yeah, but somehow I still like you.

Fake Bekah: That’s because I’m barely 21.

Fake Arie: Oh yeah, that’s what makes me horny.

Gross, but true.

TFW you think you have the strongest relationship with The Bachelor but the girl on your left (our right) just dry humped your man in a trailer, unbeknownst to you.

Arie gave the rose to Bekah because...”you were outstanding today and tonight you were amazing.” I swear to god those were his words. Juan Pablo was more articulate.

1-On-1 With Lauren S.

When Lauren S. is chosen for the 1-on-1, I’m convinced she is Arie’s favorite. I’m basing this on the fact that both Lauren Bushnell and Vanessa Grimaldi got 1-on-1s on the third episode.

Lauren S. is pretty, funny and I feel like she’s a bit too normal for the show. I really like her, even if her face permanently looks like this:

Lauren and Arie take a private Jet to Napa where they go wine tasting. They show a lot of their casual conversations, which I take as a good sign, even if they are about basic things like going to bed early and drinking wine; Arie isn’t the best conversationalist anyway.

But Lauren just keeps on talking, and talking and talking...and talking. Arie is so done with her that he starts eating the prop food.

Why nobody eats on dates: the contestants eat separately before the date so when they are televised, nobody is making gross chewing noises for the cameras and mics. The food is supposed to be untouched and probably has been sitting there for hours. However, Arie’s clearly bored AF with Lauren S., leading to this low-key hilarious segment.

Arie initially said Lauren is what he’s looking for in a future wife: beautiful, mature and with a great job.

At the end of the day, Arie ~thinks~ that’s what he wants, but in reality he wants 22-year-old manic pixie dream girl who straddles him in a trailer park instead.

Arie sends Lauren home and nobody knows where she is going; Will she just fly back home and meet her luggage at the airport? Nobody knows.

When the producer picks up Lauren’s suitcase from the mansion, everyone is shocked. Caroline starts crying and then Krystal starting giving this annoying speech.

“Get off your high horse and stop being so condescending to everybody because you met his dog,” says Caroline, regarding Krystal.

Caroline just seems incredibly likable so if she doesn’t like you, you’re probably on America’s shit list.

Dog Training Group Date

I’m not going to call this date “Doggy Style” like the perverted show writers. Instead, I’m going to say the girls had to train already trained show dogs and put on a performance. Everybody failed miserably, except Brittany, who deserves not one, but two Emmys for her amazing performances as a tree and lamp.

I swear Chelsea can see dog shit on the ground and somehow relate it to being a mom and how “serious” she is about being here. And that’s just what she did during her alone time with Arie. By the way, I still don’t like her face.

Annaliese is the only form of entertainment for the second half of this episode. Once again, she had another “traumatic” childhood experience that directly related to this group date. I’m not going to mock her for that, because almost losing your eye from a dog bite is a totally valid trauma. However, her neurotic personality is fun to watch.

Annaliese started felling a lot of pressure to kiss Arie since all of the other women did it already. Unfortunately for her, she’s 32 and too old for this 36-year-old grey-haired man.

His body language says, “I’m just not that into you.”

I literally don’t remember who got the group date rose. I think it was Chelsea. Because she’s a mom and deserves it more than anyone else, or some shit like that.

Rose Ceremony

Annaliese’s freakout over not kissing Arie carries over into the rose ceremony.

She asked Arie if he wants to kiss her and he says, “I don’t think we’re there yet.”

At this point, we all know Annaliese is probably going to go home, and she does too. She basically tells Arie to send her home and was pretty mature about it. I hope she has a good talk with her therapist and turns this new “traumatic” experience into a positive.

Bekah wasn’t the only woman to straddle Arie this episode, Jenna did too. Jenna reminds me of my roommate from college. They’re both unpredictable and insane but like, in an endearing way.

Since two women already went home before the rose ceremony, only one woman didn’t get a rose. That was unfortunately my girl Bibiana.

Were Arie and Bibiana a match? No. Could Arie ever handle a woman like Bibiana? No. Did I think she should’ve stayed around longer because she’s the most entertaining thing about this show? Yes.

The positive is she is going to appear on The Bachelor’s Winter Games. At least ABC knows a good thing when they see it.

I’m going to end this recap with....Arie sucks. And so does Krystal. Wait a second, maybe they are perfect for each other.

#The Bachelor #bibiana #arie the bachelor #arie luyendyk #thebachelordiaries #thebachdiaries #photo credit: ABC

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My Best Friend’s Wedding. (Part 4) (Pete Wentz x Reader)

~Wednesday, 21:00, 61 hours until the wedding~

“You should tell him.”

“See, this is exactly why I didn't want to tell you!”

“Technically, you didn't tell me, I figured it out,” Patrick pointed out from his seat on your hotel bed, watching you as you removed your make-up in the bathroom.

“Whatever,” you waved a hand dismissively in Patrick’s direction, “But now that you know, I’d really appreciate it if you didn't constantly try to coax me into telling Pete like (Y/B/F) does. Lord knows I have enough to deal with already,” you mumbled.

“(Y/N), you can’t just let him marry that fucking awful woman when he’d be way better off being with you instead!”

“He’s happy with her. That’s what’s important. Not how we feel about her.”

Patrick collapsed onto the bed and groaned in frustration. “You’re unbelievable!”

“So I’ve been told.”

~Thursday, 12:00, 46 hours until the wedding~

“That’s perfect. I’ll be there at around 6 to add all the trimmings. Okay. Alright, see you then. Thank you so much.” You hung up the call with the manager of the restaurant you’d booked for one of the locations for Meagan’s bachelorette party and plopped down onto one of the plush chairs.

“All good?” Patrick asked, setting a mojito down in front of you.

“So far,” you replied, reaching for your drink and holding it up, “Here’s hoping it stays like that.”

You clinked glasses with Patrick and took a sip, relishing in the coolness of the liquid.

“How’re your plans coming along?” you questioned.

“Great, actually. Everyone really pulled through to make sure it’ll be a awesome evening,” Patrick gushed excitedly.

“Must be nice,” you grumbled, “I had to do everything by myself.”

“I’m not surprised. In fact, I’m 99.9% sure that the bridesmaids aren’t even real people. They’re drones that Meagan had made in a lab for the sole purpose of following her around and cackling like a pack of hyenas.”

“That actually makes way too much sense for it not to be true,” you chuckled as your phone lit up, signalling that you had just received a text. Scanning over it, you started to rise from your seat. “Gotta go, babe. The t-shirts I ordered are ready.”

“You ordered t-shirts?” Patrick asked, awestruck.

“And goodie-bags, and I ordered a limo, and booked VIP tables at the best restaurant in the area as well as two different clubs.”

“I’m starting to think that you’ve been compromised.”

“Please,” you rolled your eyes, grabbing your purse and stuffing your cell inside, “Can you imagine what would happen if Meagan’s bachelorette party isn’t ‘totes ah-mazing’?”

“I see your point,” Patrick nodded, sipping his drink.

“Later, loser.”

~Thursday, 18:25, 39 hours and 35 minutes until the wedding~

“Everything looks wonderful, ma’am.”

“Thank you, Michael. Let’s just hope it’s to the bride’s liking.”

“I’m sure it will be.”

“Don’t be. You never know with this one,” you exhaled, running a hand through your hair.

“So, we have a bridezilla on our hands, hm?” Michael brought two fingers to his lips and whistled, immediately gaining the attention of the waiters scattered around the room. “We have a code 2 tonight, everyone. All hands on deck.”

Everyone instantly began to move at a pace that was five times faster than their usual one while you stood stunned by the level of organization and the manner in which every single waiter melted together to form one perfectly meshing machine.

“Code 2?” you questioned, turning to face Michael, “What’s code 1 and 3?”

“3 is a robbery and 1 is any other kind of life or death situation.”

“Wait, so a bridezilla is a higher up on the list than a robbery?”

“Women can be crazy, ma’am.”

“Believe me, I know,” you chuckled before averting your attention back to the amazing workers in front of you. “Michael?”

“Yes, ma’am?”

“Is there any chance of hiring them to take over the rest of my Maid of Honour duties?”

~Thursday, 21:00, 37 hours until the wedding~

Sitting at the hotel bar with your head rested on one hand, you thought about what horrible thing you must’ve done to deserve this much bad karma.

Even though you worked your ass off planning what you thought was an incredible bachelorette party, it hadn’t been good enough for Meagan.

She found fault with everything.

First, it was the limo. Apparently, it was too vintage and not modern enough. She also didn't like the font on the shirts you had made. Then, she got upset because the restaurant only had wine from 1970 onwards and not 1969, and hated the appetizers prepared by the world-renowned chef. When you got to the first club, she complained that the VIP table was in the corner of the club instead of the middle, which then resulted in her forcing the entire group to leave early and move on to the next club. But, your booking at the second club was only for 21:30, meaning you ended up back at the hotel bar. You, searching for your will to live at the bottom of a whiskey glass, and the Barbie squad on the couches in the middle room, well on their way to being wasted.

Just as you downed the last of the brown liquid in the glass, a noticeably anxious Patrick came running over to you.

“(Y/N)! Thank God!” he sighed, out of breath.

“’Trick, what’s wrong?” you questioned worriedly; concerned that something serious had happened.

“Can we combine the parties for the rest of the night?”

“What? Why? I thought you had everything planned.”

“We did! But then…,” he removed his glasses and rubbed his tired eyes before sitting down next to you. “Okay, so, we were supposed to start the night off at Marcus’s place, y’know, cause he lives close by. And obviously, you know about how – by poetic coincidence - he’s going through a divorce while being a groomsman at a wedding.”

“Uh huh.”

“Right, so, when we all arrived at his place, we found him sitting on the living room floor. On the floor, because, you see, there wasn’t any furniture. His wife had come while he was here at the hotel and cleaned out the house. Like, thoroughly out. No furniture. No glasses in the kitchen. No curtains. She left his clothes, still folded, in the place where the dresser used to be. In the closet, his clothes were on the floor because she’d taken the hangers. The booze he’d stocked up for the party? All gone. Except for one empty bottle that she left in the otherwise barren fridge. She took the mustard, even. So, for the next little while, he sat on the floor, shell-shocked and stunned. Occasionally, he’d answer a question in monotone grunts. Joe had brought a couple of six-packs with him, so we all sat on the floor with Marcus, drinking and tossing bottle caps at an empty bottle in the centre of the room. As you can imagine, it was extremely fun. Then, Pete found a deck of cards in a pile of random stuff she’d decided she didn’t want and had thrown into a corner. We threw those at the target for a while, until Andy made a discovery: she’d taken all the hearts, and left only the spades, clubs and diamonds. Marcus started crying. The next hour was spent largely trying to convince him that he was better off without her while he shook his head at Pete and wailed ‘Don’t do it, man. It isn’t worth it” over and over. So, yeah, good times.”

“Wow. I, uh… I don’t know how to respond to that.”

“You can start by saying that we can come with to the next club,” Patrick said, hopefully.

“Are we sure that’s a good idea?” you questioned uncertainly, glancing over at the Barbie squad who were giggling uncontrollably, “I mean, poor Pete needs some time away from that.”

Patrick sighed. “I know, I know. But we don’t have a plan B and we can’t just not do anything.”

“Fine,” you groaned, Patrick smiling, “But I have a strong feeling that we’re both seriously gonna regret this.”

~Thursday, 21:45, 36 hours and 15 minutes until the wedding~

“See, Patrick? There are reasons bachelor and bachelorette parties are usually held separately from each other, and this is one of them!” you fumed, gesturing at the scene unfolding in front of everyone.

The club you were at had separate sections for male and female strippers and entertainment, so when everyone arrived, you and Patrick split up the group up once again and each headed to the respective sections. The only problem was that Meagan, being Meagan, got extremely jealous of the strippers dancing around Pete and decided to march up onto the stage instead, dancing and removing her clothes, much to Pete’s dismay.

“How was I supposed to know that this would happen?” Patrick asked frantically, gesturing to Meagan, who was still going and showed no sign of stopping any time soon.

“This has to stop,” you said, making your way onto the stage too, dragging Meagan off of it and back to your designated table.

“(Y/N), get your hands off of me!” Meagan struggled against your iron grip. “I honestly can’t believe you! It’s like you get more and more jealous which each passing second!”

“I’m not jealous,” you said, “I’m just trying to save you from embarrassing yourself even further.”

“Embarrassing myself?” she scoffed, “Listen here-“ she leaned forward, and as she did so, the candle on the table lit her hair on fire, prompting a blood-curdling scream from her.

All the hairspray in her hair fed the flames, and so did the vodka tonic she threw on herself in an attempt to put out the flames. Luckily, a neighbouring table threw a bucket of ice on her hair, and it was only her extensions that suffered damage.

“Taxi!”

~Thursday, 23:00, 35 hours until the wedding~

“I’m never gonna hear the fucking end of this,” you groaned, your head falling into your hands.

“It wasn’t your fault, (Y/N),” (Y/B/F) tried to comfort you, stroking your hair.

“Tell that to Meagan.”

“Everyone knows how insane she is,” Patrick spoke up, “No one takes anything she says literally. They all know how much she exaggerates everything.”

“Doesn’t stop it from being annoying as fuck, though. You know,” you got up and started pacing around your hotel room, “I’m so done. Honestly. I don't know how much more of it I can take.”

“(Y/N/N), talk to Pete,” (Y/B/F) said, “You need to tell him.”

The sound of the door closing sounded throughout the room.

“Tell me what?”

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Thank you for reading x

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justasmallbloginabigklainefandom · 7 years

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Glee 6x08 liveplurk

Yuè [glee 6x08] i still can't believe RIB thought it was a good idea to get Klaine back together and have them get married... in less than half an hour

Yuè don't get me wrong Yuè i've wanted these two kids to get married to each other since the minute the two of them made eye contact Yuè i've wanted this even before i realised it wasn't legal in America Yuè but not like this Yuè never like this Yuè man, since i was mostly on tumblr you might not know, but when the entire wedding storyline started in 4x21, i was totally against it and watching the proposal, as beautiful as that speech is, pains me Yuè and then all that useless crap happened, only to make them break up again Yuè really, why couldn't they just elope??? Yuè i watched this in the middle of the night, since it was still their wedding and i remember being overly conflicted, but a minute before the ep started, i told myself to push it all away for 45 minutes and just watch my boys and girls be happy, but i'm still somewhat bitter Yuè they deserved better Yuè all four of them Yuè you know what I do like? Yuè how much things have changed in such a small time Yuè because you know, this wedding takes place in 'November 2015' since glee decided to do a time jump, even though it aired in Feb 2015 and shot in 2014 Yuè and Santana tells her how gay marriage isn't legal in America, because back when they were shooting it, they didn;t dare to hope that in less than one year, gay marriage owuld be legal Yuè i am so emotinal Yuè hi Tina Yuè KURT IS WEARING RIPPED JEANS Yuè how are those parents okay with giving away their children to their teachers to go to a random wedding in another state Yuè BRIDEZILLA BRITTANY Yuè "well this isn't about me" oh honey Yuè "it's my dad" "it's his dad" Yuè THIS MAKES ME SO HAPPY LOOK AT MY GIRLS Yuè WONDERFUL Yuè Brittany's wedding dress might be one of the most beautiful dresses in the show Yuè you know I love how their Brittana dresses definitely fit their personalities Yuè Brittany's dress is light and airy and sweet Yuè Santana's dress is stylish and simple and modern Yuè Mercedes let it go Yuè this went from slaughtering a chicken to sadness Yuè really the way Santana sees Sue keeps changing rapidly it's stupid Yuè Oh no Walter Yuè btw again props to the costume department for a blue shirt and green pants Yuè the parallels between the scene that's about to happen and the one in McKinley from last episode are stunning and well thougjt Yuè THIS SCENE WITH THIS MUSIC IS GREAT Yuè OH JESUS Yuè LOOK I SURE AS FUCK LOVE THIS SCENE BUT Yuè "... everything is fine now" KURT ARE YOU KIDDING ME THAT'S BULLSHIT Yuè I AM SO SAD THEY NEVER GOT A REAL CONVERSATION Yuè since when is Puck one of Tina's boys Yuè Blaine you look cute but this is stupid Yuè Puck and Blaine... wtf Yuè Tina why the fuck did this happen Yuè ... Santana please Yuè Oh this place is beautiful Yuè "he's fragile be careful" Yuè HONESTLY PAM AND CAROLE MEETING FOR THE FIRST TIME IS BULLSHIT Yuè Kitty your dress!!! Yuè SUGAR Yuè KLAINE Yuè MIKE Yuè hey did I just stop Jenna's tattoo Yuè shit Carole is right they really look great in those white suits Yuè some people saw this as using Finn's death to manipulate Kurt into marrying but as someone whose family is kind of in a crisis right now, I get them and I think it's very normal Yuè Burt and Carole are hilarious Yuè "where the hell am I going to find a lizard" Yuè Brittany. .. sweetie Yuè "cannibalism" Yuè again their wedding outfits sure as fuck match their personalities I mean.. Brittany's diamond headband and Santana's earrings Yuè KISS KISS KISS Yuè NO BUT REALLY TWO KLAINE AND TWO BRITTANA KISSES IN ONE EPISODE #BLESSED Yuè "I can't marry you if I'm in jail for killing this bitch" Yuè you know I didn't cry during the ceremony but I was on the verge of tears during this reunion cause it made me and Santana so happy Yuè thanks Sue Yuè shit I'm about to cry again Yuè waot where is Brittany's sister at??? Yuè KLAINE Yuè really boys you suck at weddings Yuè Wemma wedding? Let's fuck Yuè Brittana's wedding? Let's also get married Yuè "I promise on Will Schuester's future grave" Yuè honestly Brittany this is very touching, but also really random Yuè "... okay I still don't get what you're talking about though" Yuè really glee Yuè this was bullshit Yuè they all deserved better Yuè sure I don't think they will regret this for one second but it's just stupid and like.. KURT AND SANTANA WOULD NEVER SHARE THEIR WEDDING DAYS Yuè Oh hod Yuè I can't call this romantic, Kurt Yuè "I. .. don't know... I don't know..." THIS IS EXACTLY HOW I FEEL ABOUT THIS ENTIRE STORYLINE BLAINE Yuè I'm happy you love each o th er but Blaine you're right this is crazy Yuè AND LOOK AT THAT, THEY SKIPPED ANOTHER IMPORTANT CONVERSATION. IT'S THE SECOND TIME THIS EPISODE Yuè really glee why Yuè glee why Yuè Remember how Kurt and Blaine were supposed to make out in the backseat of a car while this song was playing ah jesus praise Yuè same for Kurt and Blaine tho Yuè their wedding suits just absolutely fit them Yuè sure for Kurt I expected more accessories but it still fits Yuè EVERYONE'S FACES Yuè look at my boys... so handsome Yuè such a coincidence Blaine's mum happened to be in Indiana righr??? Yuè MY HUSBAND IS IN THE BATHROOM AND HE MISSED THE WHOLE AISLE THING Yuè Mason and Madison are wearing the same colour!!! Yuè thank you Burt for this speech Yuè GAY MARRIAGE IS MARRIAGE LOVE IS LOVE Yuè no but really where are Santana's dad and Brittany's sister?? Yuè AND COOPER Yuè MY HUSBAND IS IN THE BATHROOM AND HE'S MISSING ALL THE VOWS Yuè honestly just. like the Klaine proposal the vows are beautiful but it pains me to watch it Yuè Remember how they cut "Roll away with me!!!!" Yuè I'M A WORK IN PROGRESS Yuè SO. IMPORTANT. Yuè shit I think this is the first time this wedding actually hits me holy fuck what is thos Yuè "by the internet" Yuè THOSE KISSES HOLY SHIT Yuè i can't believe Celeste the Neckbrace Cheerio is there Yuè .. they're married Yuè just like tat Yuè They're married Yuè holy shit Yuè "I just called Target and they're closed" Yuè this speech is trash Yuè it's not even funny it's just trash Yuè NO ONE IS UGLIER THAN YOU WITH YOUR CLOTHES OFF Yuè this is so trash and yet I'm laughing cause it's so stupid Yuè I want that cap Yuè Y'ALL ARE MY OTPS Yuè shit son Kevin killed that song Yuè and shit son Hemo is going to kill it on DWTS Yuè I also didn't know Becca could dance like that Yuè I love how Mike just dances with the ladies Yuè BLAINE AND HIS WHITE MOMMA DANCING Yuè (sorry I will forever be bitter. Gina was a wonderful addition to the cast but uhm Lea Salonga? ??) Yuè Tina wtf Yuè "what kind of idiot does this???" "...you" Yuè I am also happy that they really are friends but yes Mike is right holy shit even Harry said how sometimes realistic stuff needs to happen in this show Yuè I'm happy Mike is such a chill guy Yuè okay a couple of things, because this song, as amazig as it is, is totally unreal Yuè Carole and Pam never met, and yet they've fully rehearsed a song together Yuè it must've been planned with 4 woman, because they all wear those matching awful dresses, even Carole nad Pam, even though they didn't know their sons were going to get married Yuè with other words: PLOT HOLE GLEE WTF? Yuè no but really I once redesigned all these dresses for the mums Yuè SUGAR Yuè I think filming went a bit wrong here tho Yuè I also love these Brittana wedding outfits Yuè CAROLE!!! Kurt S FACE Yuè WHITNEY Yuè MARIEL Yuè PAM Yuè Oh Blaine facepalming Yuè also I misspelled Santana's mum's name: Maribel Yuè HUSBAND Yuè TH EYRE HUSTBANDS Yuè OOOH Tina and Kitty and Rachel Yuè SUGAR DANCING WITH HERSELF AND PUCK DANCING WITH BLAINE'S MOMMA WHO'S WASTED AF Yuè honestly Klaine and Brittana deserved a first dance Yuè after 6 years we finally got a Gay Squad group number Yuè Jane you're beautiful Yuè Puck must thing Blaine's momma is amusing Yuè you know even before they started dating, Sam and Rachel were so close to the Hummel-Hudsons Yuè ah yes a random Tartie scene Yuè preach Artie Yuè I love how Kevin wanted them to be endgame Yuè guys this is so stupid and yet so them Yuè BACK UP FIANCE Yuè "Tartie" "Artina" well it's better than Chang-Chang Yuè KLAINE WHAT A HANDSOME COUPLE WITH KURT WEARING THAT KITTY SWEATER AND BLAINE LOOKING FANCY AF Yuè I am Sue Yuè you know as crazy as this wedding storyline was, this garanteed that Klaine and Brittana are connected for life and honestly that was all I ever wanted and never dared to dream about Yuè Look at them Yuè THEY'RE SO HAPPY

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