speak or forever hold your peace

Jilted At The Altar (REQUEST)

person A getting married to person C. They are in the middle of the ceremony. When person B, person A’s ex steps out to intrude. Every one tries to make person B leave but they won’t budge. Person B keeps reminding person A of the times they spent together and how happy they were. You can decide if you want person A and B to run away or person A makes person B turn their heal

(Y/L/N) Your lover’s name

“If any of you has reasons why these two should not be married, speak now or forever hold your peace.”

I glanced around the picturesque garden venue, eyes meeting with relatives and soon to be family, none of which spoke up.

The day had arrived, the one you always dreamed about as a little girl. From the minute I understood the concept of marriage and weddings, I had the perfect picture in my head of my own. White and silver, flowing gown, the largest bouquet and a Prince Charming to sweep me off of my feet.

(Y/L/N) and I had been together for almost two years, and although some people were quick to judge, insisting that we were rushing things and not thinking things through properly, we knew this was what we wanted. We wanted to be together, and we wanted everyone to know.

I cried when I found the perfect dress, it’s true what they say, you know when you’ve found the one - the minute I tried it on, I wanted to live in it. The figure-flattering ruched bodice with diamante beading on its sweetheart neckline and hip, along with the a-line skirt oozed sophistication and gave me ample confidence.

I couldn’t believe that I was settling down. With (Y/L/N). My last relationship obscured my outlook on what love truly is, I thought he was the one I wanted, the one I wanted to marry, and then (Y/L/N) came into my life. Justin, his name.

Our relationship was short and sweet, but in that time to say that we went on a rollercoaster ride would be an understatement. We experienced the highs and lows a life-long marriage would go through in the space of 8 short months, it was suffocating.

“I do.”

Though, this wasn’t the “I do” I wanted to hear.

A simultaneous gasp left everybody’s mouths, and heads turned to spot the objector. My eyes screwed shut as I recognised the voice, I could call it a mile away. (Y/L/N)’s palms left my grasp and I couldn’t bring myself to face the appropriate direction.

I knew he was stood beside me, at the head of the altar, but I didn’t want it to become reality.

“Justin, don’t do this…” I whispered, eyes finally opening and connecting with his.

“You know you don’t want to do this, (Y/N).”

“Excuse me, I think (Y/N) is mature enough to make a decision for herself.”

“I wasn’t talking to you, asshole.” He spat, his jaw clenched, “You took away the one thing away that meant everything to me.”

I could’ve sworn my heart stopped for a split second at those words. In this moment, nobody else was here. Just the three of us, but mainly Justin and I. He took my hand and I hesitantly allowed him to hold it, a glimmer of hope in his eyes as he noticed.

“I love you. Heck, I know we weren’t together for a crazy amount of time, but what we had was real. Raw and real, right?” He asked, staring deep into my eyes. I nodded.

From the corner of my eye I could see (Y/L/N) becoming frustrated; infuriated, even - and still my eyes remained fixated on the hazel ones I’d grown to love.

“We wanted to see the world together, (Y/N). We wanted to settle down, have babies… be happy. W-what was it about him that blurred that vision? Hm? Tell me, baby…”

My head bowed, unable to look at either men without crumbling. In truth, it was the arguments that drove Justin and I apart, but we’re always told to fight for what we want and believe in. I believed in us, we believed in us… but at the time I guess our hearts just didn’t realise it.

“I-i um…”

I spotted my father about to stand from his seat in protest, but my mother tugged him back down by the arm. The entire congregation sat awaiting my response, (Y/L/N) too.

“I can’t do this…” I whispered, pulling my hand out of Justin’s.

“(Y/N),”

“No, I can’t do this. Not right now…” I turned to (Y/L/N), “I’m so sorry… I love you, I do.”

Justin looked hopeful, “And I love you… but for now, I-i, I need some space.”

Pushing past the both of them, I dropped (Y/L/N)’s ring that had been clutched tightly in my left palm and ran to my car. My breathing was shaky and I could feel the tears streaming down my face. Staring blankly at the just married car with no emotion or feeling attached to it, I put my key in the ignition and sped off, leaving everyone bewildered.

This was definitely not the perfect picture my six year old self had in their mind, but nothing is ever as simple in reality.

Do you guys think I could manage a kin positivity blog? I’m considering changing my Tsareena kin blog to a Tsareena-themed pokemon kin positivity blog considering that my main blog pretty much acts as a Tsareena kin blog already tbh.

I know there’s plenty of poke-kin positivity blogs already, but they all seem so busy, I bet they’d appreciate another blog to help out. 

The only complication is that I’m already trying to deal with 500 of my own problems, cheering other people up may not be a thing I can do. Though, it could make me feel better, as I actually enjoy helping people. 

[At Gou and Seijuro’s wedding]
Priest: Should anyone have a reason why these two should not be wed, speak now or forever hold your peace.
Rin Matsuoka: [looks around]
Rin Matsuoka: Really? We’re all just going to let this happen?

♥ SamFlam June Wedding Event

Did you know Masayoshi is a June bride? Of course you did! And guess what next month is!? That’s right: it’s the best month to get hitched.

According to my GoogleFu, June’s popularity as THE wedding month is due to its namesake which comes from the goddess of marriage - Juno. May she bless the happy couple with everlasting justice and love.

How to Participate

Create a wedding themed piece!

The lovely bride and groom are Masayoshi and Goto, respectively, but the piece doesn’t have to include them at all. What are their wedding guests up to? Who was invited anyway? I hope someone got a picture of the flower girl(s). Hey, get away from the cake!

Does anyone object to this union between superhero/model and cop? Speak now or forever hold your peace.

Tag your piece for the event with #samflam wedding and we’ll reblog it.

The event lasts til the end of June, so have fun~!

The Goodbye

*McGregor home, early morning.  The home seems empty.*

Minerva: Speak now or forever hold your peace. *dry chuckle*

Her hand shakes as she puts it in the window, envelope falling

Minerva: Well, I guess that means I’m keeping it.  No, no.  Don’t turn back now, Minerva.  You have gotten this far and you are not going to cave just to protect someone’s feelings.  Be brave.

Minerva: Wait. I don’t think Bran will chew on it, the poor dog is pretty old.  This way only…he can see it.

Minerva: If you knew, you’d understand that I’m doing both of us a favor.  I cannot bring you down this rabbit hole.  

*Flashback*

My darling…

You will never understand, Dougal, how I am protecting you.  I love you terribly, but I cannot marry you.  I hope you do not think ill of me.  I hope you find someone who will share a big home on your father’s farm and cherish it and you as much as I wish I could.  Because I love you, I must do what is best for you and me.  Enclosed in the envelope is your ring as well.  May it find the right hand.

Goodbye, Dougal.

“Early next morning, Minerva slipped from her parents’ house and went to tell Dougal that she had changed her mind, and could not marry him. Mindful of the fact that if she broke the International Statute of Secrecy she would lose the job at the Ministry for which she was giving him up, she could give him no good reason for her change of heart. She left him devastated, and set out for London three days later. (Pottermore)”

Mum, Da, London is no longer temporary.  It’s time I move on.

Goodbye.

FIN