it is now canon that Baze ‘35000 rounds of firepower’ Malbus not only uses a gun that is explicitly made to be mounted on a vehicle not a human, but also STOLE said gun from the Imperial troops stationed on Jedha.
Summary: Due to the premature death of the King of your clan, his son, the alpha James Barnes, must assume his destiny and lead his people. As the tradition commands, he must choose some worthy omegas to make their his wives and with which he will ensure the subsistence of your clan. All the omega women are obliged to appear before their king, including you. Luckily for you, you would never be chosen… right?
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A/N: I’m really sorry for the delay but sometimes life happens and I didn’t had so much time thos past days, hoppefully I’ll update sooner the next chapter. Thank you so much everyone! :)
Your steps and Steve’s are the only sound breaking the solemn silence of the royal hall. He has tried to stablish a cordial conversation with you but you are just focused on his previous words.
“We have to prepare you for your wedding”
Well, damn, you had totally forgotten about your part of the deal. You are about to get married, and with a stranger.
- Are you okay? - Steve asks you softly
- Yes… - he doesn’t believe it, you neither
Before he can keep persuading you a tall young woman crosses paths with you and Steve, her eyes blown open when she looks at you
- Sila, what a happy coincidence - Steve greets her
- Sir - with a serene smile she bows at him
- We were searching for you
- Hi - you salute the, now you can sense, omega
- Hello - she then looks at you, and you feel like she knows you from somewhere else, and she doesn’t like you
- Well, Sila, this is Y/N, Y/N, Sila - Steve introduces you - She will be the one who will help you with the wedding arrangemetns and to understand the traditions
- Oh thank you - you breathe relieved knowing that you will be acompanied by a woman in those times of unrest, and even better if she is an omega
- Sure, Sir - she nods at Steve - Please follow me
Without even looking at you she starts walking undoing the path she just made, you wave at Steve and follow the graceful woman. The air between you doesn’t incite a conversation so you dedicate the time to observe the majestic rooms by which the woman leads you. When you cross one specially decorated with large windows you can’t help but staring at the sunny day outside and at the beautiful clear lake that peeks among the trees near the palace, you make a mental note to visit that beautiful place sometime.
Donna doesn’t know why she and Jackie are friends for no apparent reason.
And keeps getting better by not actually caring about her or anyone but herself. And Randy.
Hyde’s villain mustache.
It’s been just a month since season 7 finale, why on Earth Kelso looks like if he hit the gym 24/7 for three years?
Jackie pining for Fez. I’m going to say it again: Jackie PINING for FEZ.
No Eric, no Kelso.
What on Earth is Hyde doing married to a stranger and how he got to accept it so easily?
For some reason, Hyde suddenly doesn’t care of his friends either.
How’s that we were never told both, Jackie and Hyde, had half brothers? How is that this didn’t made them bond even more? What the fuck?
Jackie doesn’t fight Hyde about his bullshit, doesn’t even slap the asshole.
Hyde leaving drugs is a bad thing and his friends make an intervention so he will start consuming drugs again. It’s not funny. IT’S NOT FUNNY.
“Whorus maximus”, says ex-feminist Hyde.
The fuck is wrong with Fez’s super greasy hair, I–
Donna/Randy, Eric breaking up with her via letter for the most stupid reason ever after we got entire episodes in season 7 about how the distanse was not going to be an obstacle for them.
New guy suddenly is “the best”, is Hyde in love with him or what?
Hyde slaps Donna’s ass.
Red and Kitty are ok with a stripper living in their basement instead of, I don’t know, kicking their now fucking married son out of their house.
There was nothing wrong with Kitty’s hair, you suck, writers.
Jackie lets her romantic life be dictated by a fucking list.
Ridiculous dream about the beauty and the beast staring Jackie and Fez, when their “love story” is NOTHING like that one. It’s worse.
Is Kitty an alcoholic now? Ok.
Bob decides to leave town.
Donna doesn’t go to college and does actually kind of nothing with her life but wait for Eric, doesn’t go to college even after he breaks up with her and instead starts dating a guy she has met for about a month and keeps doing nothing.
Hyde yells at Samantha like his parents used to yell at each other to then have sex, because that’s healthy, alright. And the show makes it look like if that’s fine and good for their already unbelievable relationship.
Jackie constantly gets injured, humilliated in public, stepped on and fucked over. She literally gets green hair from her one true love, Fez.
Out of nowhere, Jackie thinks she IS a bad person and constantly says so and the laugh track is put because, for some reason, a girl hating herself is funny.
Hyde is married and nothing changes for him, he is still the same asshole living in his adoptive parent’s basement to the point the show kinda forgets about Sam for entire episodes.
Donna decides her new best friend is the stripper, because she wasn’t a bad friend already.
Zero chemistry between Donna and Randy. Fez and Jackie? LMAO, ridiculous.
Hyde’s beer belly.
That guy that took Hyde’s place and face.
Jackie’s sudden shallowness and other backwards steps, even wrose than her season 1 self.
Fez macho and playboy self, like, eww.
Caroline’s mental illness is still a joke, even more so now.
Donna decides to not tell anyone, not even Jackie or Hyde, that Eric broke up with her but tells new guy that is obviously going to get into her pants.
Samantha is actually married to an old man that could be her father.
Romantization of old guy-young sexy woman relationship right there.
Hyde is ok with everyone saying his wife is a whore and even says they can watch her take off her clothes but have to pay him, actually uses the phrase “Sam? What I told you? They have to pay ME first.” when insinuated she was going to strip for his friends.
Hyde calls Jackie a whore, a bitch, and other names after he couldn’t stan some random guy calling her that.
These people aren’t kids anymore and for the sake of jokes decide to do shit like stealing, proclaim drugs are ok, doing nothing all day but talk bad about the other and hold their life on pause because the show forgot they aren’t teenagers anymore.
Actually, all characters are worse than when they were teens.
Marie Antoinette was 14 years old when she was forced to marry a stranger. She stood up to people who mocked her and degraded her and looked down at her and she protected her children with a fierce heart and held onto her courage while being standing on trial on trumped up charges and then being executed and marked in an unmarked grave and you only know about her by a quote she didn’t say
Just when I thought it wasn’t possible to love Lauren and Halsey anymore than I already do, they collab and drop the GAYEST FUCKING SONG ON MY ASS!!!!! FUCK SNATCHING MY WIG THEM BITCHES SNATCHED MY SOUL!!!
Request: Hello! Can I first of all say that your writing is incredible and I loved it so much. I was wondering if I could request an imagine where the reader and Newt Scamander have an arranged marriage, but the reader despises Newt while he adores her.
The mirror didn’t do anything wrong, yet you found yourself glaring at it. You couldn’t bear to look at your reflection, but, due to people doing your hair and makeup, you were unable to move away from the mirror.
As the finishing touches were completed, you immediately stood up to walk away from the mirror. Your mother quickly grabbed your hand to keep you from moving and gazed at the reflection of you and her. You stiffened at her touch. In the end, you looked at yourself in the mirror.
Your hair was elegant, like your makeup. The ones who did both were quite spectacular. You would have praised them both if it were not for the situation you found yourself in. Below your chin was white lace from your wedding dress. It was a beautiful dress by all means, but you felt as if it was chains, bonding you to something unwillingly.
Your mother, who was silently against the marriage, only nodded at you, hoping to give you some comfort. You wanted to scoff at her hopes. You wouldn’t be comfortable for the rest of your life. She saw the lack of effect that her nod provided and said, like every mother does at her daughter’s wedding, “You look so beautiful, darling.”
Only problem? She was not like every mother at her daughter’s wedding. This wasn’t your wedding by any account. This was your father marrying you to a stranger, a brother of a war hero. You looked at your reflection with no emotions and replied, “Thank you, Mother.”
You had tried to resist the wedding to no avail, so you decided to pretend that it was a normal wedding for Mother’s sake. Soon, you were being led to where your father was meeting you to walk you to Newt Scamander, your soon to be husband.
He didn’t offer any sympathetic glance or apology for giving your life away, but he did offer his arm stoically. You simply took it and waited for the music to play.
A wedding is supposed to be a woman’s happiest day. Yours was far from that. As you held Newt’s hands, you tried to not look pained. The vows were exchanged, yet they meant nothing to you. Newt had a dazed expression on his face throughout the ceremony.
The first kiss, which is supposed to be the first kiss as man and wife, was actually the first kiss between you and Newt. You kissed him as a person in love would and walked down the aisle with his arm linked with yours.
The reception was dull and fake. You never left Newt’s side even though you wouldn’t mind never seeing him again. You had to pretend as if you weren’t screaming on the inside. The wedding night and honeymoon were uneventful, as you expected.
Since Newt had just finished his book about magical beasts, he was in a long process of editing and rewriting. You didn’t really know how he felt about the marriage, but you assume that he didn’t really mind whether or not you were his wife. Newt would seemingly forget about you, like when he looks up with a confused expression as you walk in the room.
Since you had no one else left to blame at that point, you began blaming Newt. Perhaps if he had declined the arranged marriage, you would never be in this mess. Also, the man was practically helpless. You were the only one that made sure that he was eating at least two meals a day. It’s a wonder how he didn’t waste away in his briefcase.
Oh, the infamous briefcase. Newt never left it anywhere since it was where all his beasts were. He offered to show you inside, but you declined politely. Your days were very lonely. Even though you didn’t really want to see him, Newt was never around. He would go to bed late and wake up after you, but every moment he was awake, he would be in his briefcase.
About three months into the marriage, Newt was coming out of his briefcase and walking to bed. When he saw you, he froze in the doorway. Newt knew you found the situation to be less than ideal, but you managed to show no real emotions to him.
You were curled in on yourself while laying on the bed. There didn’t appear to be any signs of you actually crying, yet Newt felt a surge of protectiveness. Your position reminded him of an injured Bowtruckle.
Newt decided that you needed to be alone and walked to the living room so he could sleep on the couch. In the morning, you woke up to an empty bed and the smell of breakfast in the air. Newt was in the kitchen, enchanting the kitchen ware to make them breakfast.
As your eyes met, he smiled slightly before pulling the seat back for you. You were confused of how to act. What he had done was very nice. Even so, the arranged marriage was perhaps the worst thing that could have ever happened to you. When he looked at you for some sort of sign, you only nodded half heartedly. Despite the lack of enthusiasm, Newt smiled brightly at you and began eating the food that had just levitated on the plates.
Hesitantly, you picked up your fork and tried a bit of the food he had “made”. It was very good so you tried another bite. Newt sheepishly looked at his hands clutching his napkin. He had mistaken your hesitancy for a disgust of the food. “I’m terribly sorry if it’s not very good,” he apologized, “I rarely use this spell. Well, you know that and I wanted to thank you for the meals lately with this.”
You felt embarrassed that he thought you didn’t like the food when he was just trying to thank you. “No! I mean, no. This is very good, Newt. Thank you.” The dinner was silent. Even so, Newt was smiling to himself throughout the meal.
For the next month, Newt, instead of retreating to his case for the whole day, would only spend an hour or two in there and the rest of the day with you. He couldn’t help but feel guilty for the situation you were in. Neither of you really got the choice to go through with the marriage, but your life changed drastically.
You were annoyed at Newt for the month for wanting to spend most of the day with you. It only reminded you of the marriage that made you deeply unhappy. So when Newt had to spend most of the day in his case because his book required one last full day editing, you thought it would be exactly what you needed, but you couldn’t help missing his quirky personality that you were used to. Being alone was worse than being with Newt, you decided as you walked to the case.
As you walked into the case, you worried if you were intruding. He had invited you into his case, but that was months ago. Maybe the invitation had expired. You ignored the fact and continued climbing down.
The first room was cluttered and you could the miscellaneous calls of magical beasts. You decided to find Newt so he would know that you were there. You found him hunched over a table, examining something. “Newt?” you said cautiously.
He looked up and smiled when he heard you. “Y/N,” he said with a happy tone, “What a pleasant surprise.”
“I was always curious of what this was really like,” you admitted.
“Well, I could give you a tour if you would like one.”
Shocking yourself, you felt a smile on your face. “I’d like that.” You waited, but he was almost in a trance. His eyes were wide and a small smile adorned his lips. You gestured and called, “Newt?”
He snapped out of it. “Right…right!” With that, he led you through his spectacular case full of fantastic creatures. Your life would never be like it was and you weren’t sure if it was that much of a bad thing anymore.
You sat in your bedroom letting your mind wander to the woman that you had seen in the kitchen. Seo Jihye. The name sounded somewhat familiar, but you couldn’t tell where you had heard it before. There was so much temptation to try and hear what the conversation was about, it really took all your strength to not try and spy. So you used a book to keep yourself distracted.
You had made it through one chapter when your door flung open. You didn’t even have time to react before you found your book thrown across the room and a crying Jangmi in your lap. The alarm bells in your head went off, something had to be terribly wrong. You engulfed the girl into your arms and began stroking her hair in an attempt to comfort her. “Jangmi,” you whispered in her ear. “What’s wrong? Why are you crying?”
“It’s,” she sniffed as she struggling to get words out. “My daddy and that woman.”
MARRY MY BEST FRIEND HE’S GREAT!!! Clarke set down her beer and snorted. A friday night spent with a six pack and Best of Craigslist wasn’t exactly living her best life, but it was all she felt like doing after the week she’d had at the hospital. She clicked the link and moved her laptop to balance more comfortably on her knees.
MY BEST FRIEND IS AWESOME AND DESERVES TO BE MARRIED!!
He’s crazy smart and kind of a grump but that’s only because he loves his friends and we’re a bunch of idiots. He’s pan and really hot, but he’d kill me if I posted a picture of his face so here’s a picture of his chest instead:
Clarke tipped her head to the side and considered the proffered torso while she took a long swig of beer. He was wearing a grey Arkadia University t-shirt that looked soft and worn, and he did have nice, broad shoulders that stretched the shirt pleasantly. It looked like he had one arm around someone— a male someone— and the other one held a bottle of the same beer she was drinking.
She scrolled on.
I’m getting married to my fiance soon and I figured we should just make it a double wedding because he deserves to be as happy as we are and he hasn’t had a boyfriend or girlfriend in too long. All you gotta do is show up and marry my best friend!!!
Guy, gal, or nonbinary pal
Patience with long, rambling historical anecdotes
Sense of humor because you’re really underestimating how many long, rambling historical anecdotes you’re gonna hear
I cannot emphasize enough how many long, rambling historical anecdotes he has
He hates going out so either you should be a shut-in too or maybe you should be the sort of person who can get him out of the house (I think the first one but my fiance says the second one is best idk use your best judgment there)
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Steve absolutely loves Lady Gaga so when he gets
upset, Jonathan and Nancy try to mimic the choreography from some of
his favorite songs to cheer him up. They’re not even close but Steve loves that they
care enough to go to the effort and smirks as he shows them how it’s
done by dancing himself.