Last night I married the love of my life. It was last minute, my mom married us in the living room with my sisters as witness, my dog ran amok and we walked down the aisle to Soko, and it was perfect.

Almost a year ago I met this beautiful pink haired girl on Tumblr, and we bonded over our love of mcr and all things emo and dorky. She lived in Brazil and I lived in Portland so I never really thought it was possible that we’d get a real chance to be together. But nine months after asking her to be my girlfriend, here we are. Living together and married with a cute dog.

I know together we can do anything and I can’t wait to wander through life with her.

(Ps the song we walked down the aisle to was I Thought I Was An Alien by Soko)

Imagine you’re a bastard daughter of a king of a far off realm, the product of his drunken loneliness at battle. His guilt of cheating on his wife drove him to send you to live on Midgard, but due to the fact that his other children (and his wife) adore you, you’re often invited to visit.

The time comes for Thor and Loki to find their brides and they come to your home realm to invite your sister, who is only a couple months younger than you, to come to the castle with other princesses from other realms to help them decide. One of the younger of your siblings blurts out and asks if you are coming as well. Odin finds out from a very guilty sounding king that you are his bastard daughter, and Frigga invites you as well, much to your dismay.

You know almost nothing about the court life, and living at the castle is difficult. However, you seem to be the only woman there that doesn’t repulse Loki with constant attention, and the two of you spend hours in the library talking about the two different worlds you come from. Soon he is falling in love, and when the time comes for the princes to choose their brides, he immediately chooses you and confesses his undying love to you.