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Pride Month Day 22 - Wedding

More Alyanette fluff. This is sickeningly sweet. 

Marinette laughed with joy as she walked into the reception venue, arm in arm with her wife.

Alya was her wife!

The guests hugged and kissed both of them as they entered, cheering and laughing and congratulating them.

“My new daughter!” Alya’s father exclaimed as he hugged Marinette and spun her around.

Alya laughed and rolled her eyes. “Dad, stop!”

Marinette extracted herself from her new father-in-law and into the waiting arms of Adrien.

“I’m so happy for you, my Lady!” He hugged her tightly. Then she was hugging Nino, and then her mom, and then her aunt, and then Alya’s cousin.

“Hey, hey, hey!” Alya pushed herself through the crowd of people surrounding both of them. “Give me my wife back.”

Marinette laughed as Alya wrapped her arms around her and kissed her. The crowd around them let out a collective aww.

“Give us space and get us some food.” Alya commanded the crowd. They laughed and agreed. The two newlyweds sat down with a pair of tired and happy sighs.

“Hey.” Marinette said, taking Alya’s hand.

“Hey yourself.” Alya said, grinning. She was so beautiful. Her curls were piled on top of her head and had flowers woven in. Her form fitting dress was covered in intricate lace. It highlighted her soft curves and the white was a lovely contrast against her skin. And her smile held so much joy that it made Marinette want to cry and kiss her and laugh and hold her so tight that she would never let go.

“We’re married!” Marinette said giddily, barely believing it was true. They were sitting close, Alya’s legs almost covered up by the skirt of her poofy ball gown.

“I know!” Alya said, laughing. She leaned in and they kissed again, smiling against each other’s mouths.

CAN  U  BELIEVE  I  AM  SO  IN  LOVE         with  the   his  dark  materials  series.     i  wish  i  could  express  it  to  u  all  bc  it  actually  makes  my  heart  burst  and  i  feel  like  i  could  cry.    FUN  FACT  ;    it  was  the  first  fictional  series  i  ever  read.    my  parents  had  huge  problems  getting  me  interested  in  anything  that  was  not  non - fiction  reading    (   look  @  me  now  mum  lmao   )    and  a  family  friend  lent  me  the  series  in  one  huge  book  form  and  i  carried  it  around  primary  school  with  me  and  i  Loved  it.    i  loved  lyra.    she  was  my  favourite  character.    mrs  coulter  is  still  my  favourite  villain  /  kinda  redeemed  villain.    can  u  believe  books  like  percy  jackson  or  harry  potter  get  shit  from  religious  communities  for  their  content  when  there  are  books  out  there  like  hdm  where  a  beautiful  twelve - year  old  boy  with  two  missing  fingers  kills  god  with  a  sharp  knife  while  his  kickass  friend  and  light  of  my  life  manipulates  and  lies  her  way  through  to  finding  the  value  of  truth  and  Overthrowing  the  empire.    there  are  Gay  Angels  and  an  ex - nun  who  lives  as  a  scientist  and  the  magisterium   (  cough ,    the  church  )    rule  with  terrifying  absolution  and  mutilate  children  in  their  search  for  original  sin.    there’s  a  Huge  class  divide  and  the  gyptians    (   deep  Breaths   )    are  an  incredible  ethnic  group  that  lives  in  a  v  racist  and  radically  religious  world.    whose  children  are  being  stolen  by  the  authorities  and  nobody  cares.    just  disappear  off  the  face  of  the  earth  and  white  ppl  dont  care.    they  take  matters  into  their  own  hands  and  organise  a  fucking  arctic  rescue  force  even  tho  they  they  live  on  boats.    there’s  a  monumental  moment  where  someone  stands  up  and  asks  if  they’re  going  to  save  the  white  kids  as  well  and  the  speech  is  Amazing  and  they’re  just  an  incredible  people  who  take  in  lyra  the  skinny  runaway  white  kid  who  puts  them  in  danger  and  is  the  daughter  of  their  enemies  like  i  just  Love  this  series.

LONG  STORY  SHORT  :     i  may  have  slipped  and  brought  my  lyra  muse  back.

I STILL DON’T KNOW WHO MY SON SHOULD ROMANCE D:

instead of fat hunk jokes how about a running gag that no matter what planet or galaxy they go to, some alien will always fall irreversibly in love with hunk for his kindness and open personality and the team has to come up with plans and procedures for what to do when hunk inevitably gets proposed to on a planet they’re trying to form an alliance with

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do you ever just get hit with a truckload of inspiration from reading a fic because????? i have

this is a gift for @adreamingsongbird!! THANK YOU FOR WRITING SUCH A BEAUTIFUL AND AMAZING FIC!! and for answering my questions about their clothes lmaoo  

(you could read this beautiful fic here!! that’s right read it >>here<< and you should definitely read it right now at this moment because it’s great and i’m in love and did i mention that it’s beautiful???

  • What she says: I'm fine.
  • What she means: I was the one who had it all. I was the master of my fate. I never needed anybody in my life. I learned the truth too late. I'll never shake away the pain.
  • I close my eyes but she's still there. I let her steal into my melancholy heart. It's more than I can bear. Now I know she'll never leave me. Even as she runs away. She will still torment me, calm me, hurt me. Move me, come what may.
  • Wasting in my lonely tower. Waiting by an open door. I'll fool myself she'll walk right in. And be with me for evermore.
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“The moment we sat down and talked to each other, we had like a natural connection right away. He said to me afterwards that the most important thing for him was to feel comfortable. He had to be comfortable with me and I had to be comfortable with him to do all the stuff that we did this season. I think we just clicked and he felt as much as I did.” (x)

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