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.
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
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 fichere!! 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 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.
“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)