- Tamaki wanted to propose but wasn’t sure when - He waited for the perfect moment - At dinner when he went into a huge10-hour long speechon his love for you - “Y/N! Every day I spend away from you, my (princess/prince) is a painful day indeed!” -‘Tamaki everyone is staring!’ - “Of course they are staring! You are so beautiful they can not tear away their eyes!” - He whips out the ring - HUGE diamond - “Please never let me feel the pain of being away from you! Be mine forever and do me the honor of becoming my (wife/husband)!” - Of course, you accept - but like Tamaki next time you do something like this maybe it can be in private??
- Kyoya definitely knew he was going to propose - He plans everything, so this was no different - But he doesn’t fret about it - Would never do it public in fear of his reputation being tarnished - Calm and collected on the outside - Deep down he is quite nervous but would never admit it - You are eating dinner at his house when he brings it up -“Y/N we need to talk” - Is he going to break up with me? - “I believe it is in both of our interests to be engaged.” - wow kyoya, can you even try to be romantic? - The ring is expensive (I mean what else did you expect?) but stunning - Obviously, you say yes
-He tries really hard to make this the BEST proposal there has ever been -Wears that one super uncomfortable suit hidden at the back of his closet -He wore it once like a year ago? -He writes a speech out and mumbles it to himself throughout the date -“Kaoru did you say something?” -“WHAT?? No no of course not!” - Kaoru the heck is up with you? -He proposes when you guys are out at dinner -Completely forgets his entire speech -ends up blurting out -“WILLYOUMARRYME?” -The ring is super trendy and stylish -Immediately he hides behind his hair and blushes redder than a tomato -Just put him out of his misery and say yes
-DOES NOT PLAN WHATSOEVER -Totally low key about it -He proposes when you guys are hanging out at your house -like in your pj’s cuddling on the couch -Blushing stuttering mess -“Y/N I w-was t-thinking.” -that’s never a good thing -“And I wondering if you wanted to get married?” -simple diamond ring -He can NOT. STOP. BLUSHING. -but you’re touched because he’s never been so open with his feelings -When you say yes he pulls you into a crushing hug and lets out a relieved sigh
-Plans in advanced -Proposes on a quiet night when you’re walking through the park -Simplest of them all -Does the whole 'gets down on one knee’ and holds one of your hands -“Will you marry me?” -Classic diamond ring -He keeps a stoic face, but the tips of his ears are red -“Mori, of course, I’ll marry you!” -“Please, call me Takashi.” -SCREAMING
-Cutest proposal of all -He puts the ring in his cake -“Y/N-chan!! Eat some cake with me!” -You’re chewing the bite when you almost choke -wow honey, just kill me why don’t you? -“MARRY ME!!!” -The diamond in the ring is shaped like a heart -Of course, you have to say yes to this little boy lolita -He doesn’t stop cuddling you for the ENTIRE DAY -“Y/N-chan is going to be my (wife/husband)!”
Okay, can you tone down the fangirling? It's getting embarrassing. And I'm saying this as someone who used to be able to recite the entire Star Wars Original Trilogy from memory. Also, I'm not entirely sure it's legal for a straight woman to have that hair cut.
Well, since my baby brother can't be here, I am officially adopting you. Also, I agree with Vetra. Put on a god damned shirt.
Hello, my blue space wife? Do you love me yet, or should I wait until tomorrow to buy the engagement ring and wedding set?
Murder Happy Space Grandpa! Can I have a hug?
My best friend, and the sister of my heart. I will kill anyone who ever hurts you or anything you love.
Dude, you are amazing, but for the love of god, never walk around my ship naked again.
I want to hug you. I don't know why, but every time I set foot on the bridge, I am filled with the overwhelming urge to hug you.
You are sweet, and lovely and Scottish, and I would love to curl up on a couch and talk to you for hours. Also while I am going to wife Peebee, that pink lip gloss is driving me to distraction. Please, for the love of god, stop wearing it.
Space Mom. Which is slightly awkward because I hit on you the first time we met, but in my defense, you're insanely attractive.
Dude, I like you, but be nicer to Kallo, or I will put itching powder in your underwear.
I'm out here saving the cluster, and you're over there "in a medically induced coma." Lazy Asshole.
In the Arms of Justice Epilogue (Cop!Bucky x reader)
Characters: reader x Detective Barnes, Steve, Tony, Sharon, Natasha, OC Sarah and Maggie Rogers. (Most only mentioned)
Summary: Reader is a witness to a crime, tying her to the investigation as well as the police involved. She never would have guessed how that one night would continue to change her life years later.
Warnings: SO MUCH FLUFF YA’LL.
Word Count: 1924
Tags at the bottom. TAG LIST IS CLOSED, I’M SO SORRY.
A/N: This is it, you guys. The end. I loved the ending of Part 22 but I had a lot of fluffy thoughts about their future so here you go. :) Gimme all your thoughts about this last part if you’ve got ‘em!! I love you guys to the moon and back!! <3
“Please tell me this is the last of it,” you whined, huffing and puffing while climbing the stairs with a box in your arms. “Whose idea was it to live in a three-story walk-up anyway?”
“Yours,” Bucky answered from behind you, a teasing tone in his voice while equally winded.
“Excuse me? I do recall you were there for the whole apartment selection process, so you shoulder at least part of the blame,” you fired back jokingly, shifting the box to your left hip as you opened the apartment door that was left unlocked.
5 headcanons about Victor annoying Yuuri (or Yuuri annoying Victor)
(these are 100% inspired by chrissy teigen’s tweets, and also by our chats when we were talking about her lmao)
1. victor has taken to doing this thing where he sends yuuri nudes and then says, “sorry wrong person.” it’s funny, it’s really funny, it’s comedy gold—until it isn’t. until at one point yuuri texts back, “no worries, happens to me all the time :p” and then victor realizes. he realizes that he’s never, not once, gotten a nude from katsuki yuuri. “wait what?” he types back, fingers flying over the touch screen. “yuuri? yuuri. who’ve you been sending yours to??” but no response comes, and victor is frantically shoving the groceries into the recyclable bag. he ignores the looks he gets from the cashier and surrounding customers. then he’s stumbling out of the store, pulling his phone out again and hitting call.
“what does that mean?” he asks, no preamble. // “hmm?” yuuri’s voice is nonchalant on the other line, innocent. // “yuuri,” victor whines. // but yuuri only yawns: “sorry, which one are you? i have so many contacts saved under the name ‘boyfriend’ so you’re going to have to identify yourself.”
i just thought id share bc im gay and have no one to be excited with but!!! i just bought an engagement ring for my girlfriend (yes we're lesbians) and i picked the spot im gonna propose at and im so excited!!!! its called oneata gorge in oregon and its a beautiful hiking spot from my hometown! pls look up pics and tell me what you think thank u!
Oh my GOD
OH MY GOD
You’re going to blow her away, anon, this is the prettiest place I’ve ever seen! It looks like a place where mythical creatures live!
Best of luck, it’s going to go so beautifully, this is precious!
In honor of the100th episode of Supernatural Misha has worked on (He’s worked on 100, only acted in 99 though) - I decided to share with you guys, 100 reasons that I love @mishacollins as a sort of tribute/celebration to him. He’s done so much to change my life and I just wanted to put my love for him out into the universe. I also made this into a twitter thread which can be found HERE.
I’M SORRY I KNOW THE TITLE IS LAME BUT I COULDN’T THINK OF ANYTHING ELSE
Who knew that pretending to be in love could create such chaos?
I’ve been working on this story for so long, and I really hope that it
is as good as I think it is ^^’ I literally rewrote half this story
(it’s long, I already have 52,000 words written for it and I’m still not
done) so I’m really happy to FINALLY start posting it. Ironically, I
think it’s been 6 months since I started writing this xD) Also, Jungkook is actually not a CEO in the story, he’s just the son of one and next in line to be the CEO.
“I don’t think so,” Jungkook laughed in disbelief, “what kind of rule is that?”
“You don’t have a choice, Jungkook.” his father’s voice rang through the corridor, shaking his head in annoyance.
Jimin and Hoseok stood behind Jungkook and looked at each other for a few seconds before Hoseok spoke up, “Sir, isn’t that deadline a little unrealistic?”
“Six months?” his father’s eyebrows raised, “I think that’s more than enough time. With his looks he could pick up any woman on the streets and she’d fall for him.”
“But any woman won’t be good enough,” Jungkook shook his head and took a deep breath, “You can’t put a time limit on finding the perfect woman.”
“You don’t need the perfect woman, you just need a wife,” his father shot, getting tired of the conversation, “Why do you think I married your mother?”
Jungkook’s patience was wearing thin and his glare was intensifying by the second, “I don’t want a marriage like yours. You two don’t love each other. She only married you for the money.”
“You have six months, Jungkook,” his father repeated, ending the conversation with no further discussion
“Can you believe that guy?” Jungkook mumbled as he threw his empty coke bottle in a trash can that they were passing by, “He expects me to find someone worth being with me in such a little amount of time?”
“Well…” Seokjin bit his lip for a second, “There are seven of us, so if we all go wife hunting, I’m sure we could find someone.”
Jungkook groaned, but most of the guys were agreeing with Seokjin, “I would rather just hire someone to marry me and then just divorce them when I find the right girl.”
Taehyung scrunched up his nose, “That sounds like a terrible plan. What if she denies getting divorced unless she’s paid a million or something? Or worse, your father won’t let you divorce her because it would hurt the company’s image.”
“But I don’t want to get married right now!” Jungkook was starting to get frustrated with his friends. He doesn’t want to be set up… and he certainly doesn’t really want to find a girl that just wants money. He couldn’t live with a woman that was like his mom. All she cares about is money.
“You could always go for an old friend or even one of our sisters or cousins if you had to.” Jimin suggested, but Yoongi’s eyebrows raised.
“My sister is off limits, though. I don’t want her to be the wife of a CEO.” he shook his head, taking a drink of his coke. The guys paused their conversation to walk inside the local coffee shop. It wasn’t a common hang out place, but it was the most private one that they knew of.
“I know that my cousin would marry you,” Namjoon offered, “She’s kinda liked you for a while. Don’t tell her I told you, though.”
Jungkook shook his head, “I’d rather not marry into anyone’s family. It would make things more complicated than it should be.”
Taehyung plopped down into a booth first as the others followed, “Well you’re low on time. You might be marrying into one of our families or just marrying a complete stranger.”
“Well,” Hoseok spoke up, “There’s always the internet.”
“No,” Jungkook shot that idea down, “I refuse to take to a sad dating website for a mate. I would rather marry Yoongi’s sister and have him kill me for doing so.”
Yoongi gave Jungkook a murderous look, “I’m glad you know your limits.”
Fluff overload yo. This is only sweet because I ate an huge amount of love hearts whilst writing this.
Let me know if you have requests, feedback or want to be added to the tag list!
ALSO Huge thanks to the absolutely amazing @steverogershield for beta-ing this. (is that what you call it?) I’m eternally grateful to Enna! Follow her for amazing imagines! AND thank you’s are in order to @denialanderror who had a read beforehand and convinced me to post this!
Characters - Peter Maximoff x reader and Charles Xavier
Warnings - itsy bitsy gory
That was one word to describe Peter Maximoff and also one of the only fitting ones, besides fast bitch and pain in the ass. You didn’t really know how you fell in love with him. It might’ve been his charming looks. Or, if those failed him, which they absolutely didn’t, it could certainly be his amazing silver hair or taste in the best music to ever exist. All you really knew was that you fell hard and fast (HA!).
After a few years of dating, Peter proposed to you with a gummy ring (the Haribo one), while you were eating Twinkie’s under the stars. No joke. Well, that ring didn’t last very long because you ate it within three minutes of his proposal because you were hungry. Peter did, however, get you a proper engagement ring, which he had actually bought. It was probably the only thing Peter hadn’t stolen, besides you. Or had he stolen you and your heart? You really didn’t know.
Time had now sped like lightening and before you knew it, you were married to him. You always laughed when you replayed the memory of him speeding around the venue and scaring the shit out of the guests, even the people who were used to his antics. But for once, everyone bore with him, because after all, he was marrying the love of life and he couldn’t control his excitement. Peter might be a man, but inside, he was the most childish kid you ever had the fortune of meeting.
Everyone knew Peter could be a handful, but to him, you were worse.
Because you could stop time. That’s it.
He never stopped moving, not until you came around. You were his weakness. Time manipulation stopped the speeding boy in his tracks on more than one occasion. You cherished an entire album full of photos, all of them endearing and slightly embarrassing pictures of Peter completely frozen while the rest of the world moved around him. Word spread, and eventually even the youngest of the students were posing him with props and giggling at the faces he made.
It was without doubt that you two were the power couple of the mansion (sorry Charles and Erik). You two were also the worst company to be around. No one would think Peter and you were in your early thirties, the way you guys behaved, pranking everybody and everything under the sun.
But what you loved most was that you could get Peter to slow down. He wanted to savour every single minute of his life he spent with you and that led to him always hitting the brakes. Peter loved you more than video games and that was actually saying something. To your dismay or delight, you didn’t know which, the whole mansion started calling you a speed bump, because you always made Peter come to a halt and want to spend as much time in the, in his opinion, slow world.
“(Y/N)….” Peter pleaded as you shook your head no. Your husband of three years wanted to go to the funfair that had just opened a few miles away. Usually, you would’ve jumped at the chance to go, but right now you didn’t really feel like it. A few weeks ago, you found out that you were pregnant and you didn’t want to risk anything by going on the rides. You wanted to surprise Peter, but you weren’t that creative, so you didn’t really have any ideas how.
Up until now.
You remembered that you’d been there before, getting to know the place and making a few friends in the process. Peter loved it, following a rigid schedule, trying to fit as many activities in as possible. You knew he’d be there, at the end of the night, like always. It would be the perfect place to surprise him.
“Okay, I’ll go, but don’t make me go on any rides or I’ll leave without you.” Of course you didn’t mean that threat. Well, maybe a little, as Peter could get back to the mansion within seconds. Peter was absolutely overjoyed that you decided to come, because even though he could’ve gone without you, he didn’t want to. He wanted his precious wife by his side.
“C'mon sweetheart. You get the car ready and I’ll see you down in 10 minutes alright?” Peter came to a halt before you as you said these words and softly pressed his lips against yours. He placed his hands on the sides of your waist and smiled at you fondly when he pulled away, his forehead against yours as you wrapped your arms around his neck.
At that moment, the professor wheeled into the room and looked at you both. He smiled slightly, before clearing his throat, which caused you and Peter to break apart from your embrace.
“(Y/N), I need to ask you something. In private.” He added, glancing towards Peter with what could only be described as the most mischievous smile you had ever seen. You nodded and told your husband you would be down in 10 minutes. Peter quickly kissed you on the forehead and sped off.
“What is it Charles? Is something wrong?” Charles had never been upset with you and even though he looked anything but angry you were still worried. You didn’t want to get in the bad books of Professor X. He had been your mentor for so long and had helped you in so many ways.
Charles chuckled and shook his head. He motioned for you to sit down and took a deep breath, before saying: “Does Peter know yet?” You looked up at the telepath, who was grinning from ear to ear and a confused look came over your face.
“How did you know?” Charles had promised you never to look into your mind without permission, so you didn’t understand how the hell he knew you were expecting. “Well,” Charles began, looking at you rather guiltily, “I can already feel the baby’s mind in my head and you didn’t exactly say I can’t read it.”
You looked at Charles with a face that said one thing: I’ll get you back for this. However, Charles turned your (fake) frown into a smile by asking again when you were going to tell Peter about your pregnancy.
“I’m going to surprise him tonight at the funfair.” You told the professor this without giving him any extra details. He, in return, gave you a huge smile and a small pat on the back. With this, Charles exited the room.
Shaking your head and smiling slightly, you quickly changed into comfortable clothes and slipped on your flat shoes. You would, after all, be at the fair for at least three hours. You picked up your phone and dialled a number. Time to put the plan into action.
The sky was slowly turning dark as you and Peter walked through the funfair. The crowds were thinning and slowly, but surely, the funfair was closing. A few rides had already closed. Rides that Peter went on. Without you of course. He initially didn’t want to go on them without you, but you forced him to. Just because being pregnant kept you from going on the attractions, didn’t mean that you would stop Peter from having fun.
Here it was. The illuminated lights welcomed you, and a few strays, inside, standing tall as one of the last few places open. It was late, as most things were already packed up and left to sleep. The decorations here were strange, always changing, and this time a lot creepier than you remembered. Tugging on Peters sleeve, you walked through the entrance, turning your backs to the rest of the fair.
You had arrived at the Haunted House.
Kruegers Kraziness Horror House, or simply KKHH, wasn’t your typical haunted house. It wasn’t a bunch of skeletons jumping out and scaring people. Kruegers Kraziness was a perfect name for this attraction, because it was plain gory. There were dismembered and beheaded people lying around that looked oh so real. There were real bats used in this haunted house and this had caused people to run out screaming many a time. It was your favourite place to visit when the funfair came in town.
You and Peter walked through the winding halls, trying to find your way. KKHH definitely looked different from the last time. The dim lighting didn’t help and the two of you constantly stumbled over the (fake) limbs lying around. After a few scares from grotesque zombies and Peter screaming in a high pitched voice, you arrived at the best place of all.
The High Court of Injustice.
The High Court of Injustice was one of Kreugers greatest attractions. Bloodied and beheaded bodies compacted into a room, the innocent called to the stand for horrific crimes, sentenced to even worse punishments. Behind a curtain, a familiar face winked, easing the small worry that set in your chest. Not long now.
“You there!” Your significant other jumped up when he heard the banshee like voice of the judge who no one saw come in. The judge was pointing at Peter, who didn’t know whether he should look scared or happy. Peter had never been called out to sit in the tribune, but now he was having second thoughts. You nudged your husband and he looked at you before gulping and going up the rickety stairs. He went and sat down in a chair and awaited his punishment for god knows what.
The judge started accusing Peter of countless charges, some not too far off from the petty crimes he’d actually committed, though promised to leave in his past. The utter shock washing across his face was enough to make you laugh, luckily camouflaged under the judges voice.
“I declare you guilty for all these crimes and..” Peter was actually shaking now. How did the judge know that he’d actually stolen these things? He looked over at you, but you looked as shocked as him. Good thing you were a good actor.
“I sentence you to the eternal doom of fatherhood. Go through the tunnel where you shall await your punishment.” Peter was now more surprised as he slowly stood up and walked towards the tunnel, trying to process what the judge said. He glanced over to where you were supposed to be, but you were nowhere to be seen. A zombie pushed Peter into the tunnel, where he would get ‘punished’.
You stood at the end of the tunnel, waiting. “Punishments” varied, some going so far it almost felt real, all of them taking more than a few minutes. Those sentenced to beheading swore they felt a burning sensation on their neck. A head -their head- would fall from the ceiling, lights would flash, everything felt a little too real for comfort. The fear was what mattered most. The fear was what drew people here, and what made the creators turn them away. The gore was considered too much for anyone under eighteen.
In the meantime, Peter tiptoed through the tunnel, which was even more bloody than the actual haunted house itself. Organs were spilling out of the bodies scattered everywhere. He shuddered before spotting a faint light. He ran towards it, wanting to get out of the nightmarish place as soon as possible.
Peter didn’t know what he had been expecting at the end of the tunnel, but it wasn’t this. Yellow balloons were scattered around everywhere (with Pennywise standing behind them obviously) with the occasional baby bottles on the cupboards and in people’s hands, and there you were, standing in the middle of the commotion, with one of your friends, who was dressed as a vampire. The both of you laughed when you saw Peters flabbergasted expression which turned to an amused one within a minute or two.
“What’s all this (y/n)?” You were now sweating profusely and looked around for someone to help you tell Peter, but there was suddenly no one left except the two of you.
“Well, you see- ermm…” You mentally slapped yourself. You had rehearsed how to tell him so many times but now you we’re struggling to form full sentences. Peter noticed your tense expression and gently grabbed your arms and wrapped them around his torso, pulling you in for a hug.
“You can tell me anything (y/n), you know that.” Peter murmured into your hair, whilst gently rubbing his hands up and down your back. At this gesture, you leaned into his touch even more. This was bliss. Man, you were going to have a love/hate relationship with your not-yet swollen stomach, which would probably become a barrier whilst hugging Peter so closely like you were now.
You looked up at Peter and he held your gaze. His eyes were full of nothing but love for you and you felt at ease. You just had to gather up your courage to tell him slowly or you could tell him quickly and be done with it. Of course, because of your awkwardness, you did the latter.
“Wha-, what did you just say?” A small smile crept up on Peters lips. He barely caught the words, but he hoped to the heavens you said what he thought you said.
“I’m pregnant okay? We’re having a baby.” You let out a deep breath. It was out and the burden rolled off your shoulders. You looked at Peter carefully, awaiting his reaction. Your initial worries washed away as you saw the joy on his face. He pulled you in for a huge hug as you heard clapping all around you. All the people who worked at KKHH were cheering and coming up to congratulate you and Peter.
After around 15 minutes, you both were standing outside of the gates of the funfair, hand in hand. Peter turned to you and smiled. There weren’t words to describe how happy he was. So all he said was: “I love you.”
You smiled slightly and gently pressed your lips against his. Peter held you close to him and you only broke apart once you needed to breathe. Peter smiled at you fondly as you said: “You mean you love us both. The baby and me. Plural.” Your husband chuckled and wrapped his arms around you.
“Yup. I love you both. You’re my little speed bumps.”
“Peter!” You laughed as you both started walking into the darkness, towards a new life. You, Peter and the baby.
Need me a haunted house like KKHH. I love haunted houses. If you don’t like this blame Enna, not me :) no okay I can’t do that to Enna just blame me
“Hiii! Could you please do an Auston Matthews pregnancy imagine. Thaaaank you” - @jessicaa1994
Okay I got really into this and I hope you like it!
Word count: 1342
it’s basically all fluff.
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Being in a doctor’s office always made you nervous. Your period was very irregular and you wanted to see what you could do about it. The last thing you expected to hear was that you are already three months pregnant. It wasn’t unusual for you to go a couple months without your period so you didn’t think anything of it.
“We’re going to transfer you to a different room so we can do an ultrasound.” The doctor said.
“Can I call my boyfriend first? I think he should be here for this.” You say, still shocked at the events that have unfolded within this doctor’s visit.
The phone rang twice before he answered.
“Hey, babe. How did the check-up go?”
“Uhm, you need to come to the hospital. There’s news you need to be here for.”
“I’m on my way.”
He was there within 5 minutes. You were barely getting set up in your new room when he appeared in the doorway. The floor specialty and the equipment in the room was a dead giveaway of what the news could be.
“Hey,” he said, out of breath.
“Hey,” you smiled at him. He stood beside your bed and gave you a kiss.
Once the image of the baby appeared on the screen, Auston began to cry.
“We’re really having a baby.” He said, wiping away his tears. He was holding your hand and squeezing it.
The doctor left you two to talk.
“I had no idea or I would’ve taken a test sooner.” You tell him.
“It doesn’t even matter. I’m just so happy that it’s happening.” He smiled down at you.
You two had never actually talked about kids or having a family yet. There was always small talk about a house and marriage but, kids were never a highlight of any discussion. Back at his apartment, while cuddling with him on the couch, you began to wonder how much this was going to change everything.
“Do you want a boy or a girl?” You asked Auston. He looked concentrated on coming up with an answer. Then he began to rub your belly.
“I think I want a little girl. I loved having little sisters. I think I’d do pretty good having a baby girl.” He finally answered.
The day of her birth came and it was all sorts of hectic. Auston had a home game when your water broke at your apartment. Auston’s parents had been staying with you all week in anticipation of your baby’s arrival. His dad was at the game so they could easily be in contact with Auston as his mom took you to the hospital.
“Breathe, honey.” Ema told you, while trying to breathe at a pace you could keep up with.
You were being wheelchaired into the hospital that you were set up to deliver at. It was only a few blocks from the ACC.
“Where’s Auston?” You asked as you were given a room and they were setting you up for delivery.
“Brian and Auston are on their way.” Ema reassured you.
The doctor and nurses were encouraging you to push but you didn’t, you couldn’t, do it without Auston by your side. You began crying out of frustration.
“Ema, please wait in the hallway until Auston gets here. I need him here as soon as possible.” You cried out.
Ema was quick to leave the room while nurses continued to encourage you to push.
It felt like an eternity but you finally heard running down the hallways and Auston burst into the room still in most of his gear. It was like a weight lifted off your shoulders as soon as he entered the room.
“You got this babe.” Auston said, by your side, holding your hand and occasionally giving you kisses on the head for encouragement. Auston was all the encouragement you needed to make it through the rest of the labor.
Your daughter was born healthy and already with a head full of hair. You were the first to hold her and the nurses were quick to give Auston a robe and gloves to hold the baby. Since it wasn’t ideal that he was still in hockey gear covered in sweat.
Your little family was given an hour of alone time and it felt like a lifetime. Everything changed so fast. During your skin-to-skin session with your daughter, Auston got washed up and changed so he could hold her properly.
“She’s so tiny.” He said in awe. You couldn’t stop smiling at both of them.
“Do you want to hold her?” You asked him. His eyes filled with fear.
“How do I do it?” He asked. You scooted over on your bed so he could prop himself beside you. You gently handed her off to Auston.
“Hi, little baby. I’m your daddy.” He told her. She was squirming a little but her eyes were closed.
“I can’t believe we made a baby.” He said, resting his head on yours.
“I can’t believe we are parents.” You whispered. His eyes got wide again.
“I’m a Dad.” He whispered.
“You’re a daddy.” You chuckled.
Hours had past and family had come and gone. You were both getting more comfortable with holding your newborn as well as letting others. Finally, Willy and Mitch came to visit. They were the two teammates you wanted to see the most.
“we got a new little player?” Willy asked.
“She might need to learn to walk first before we put her out on the ice.” You laughed.
“Thank goodness she looks like you (y/n).” Mitch chimed in. Auston gave him a glare but then shrugged in agreement.
“Can I hold her?” Mitch asked sheepishly, “I know how to hold babies real well!”
You handed her off to him and he was so carefully rocking her back and forth.
“What’s her name?” Willy asked. You and Auston looked at each other, then, in unison, “Nylah Michelle Matthews.”
“Is that, is that after us?” Mitch pieced together. You nodded. Willy did a victory dance.
“This is the coolest thing ever!” Willy squealed. They both took turned being in awe over her.
“Hey, babe.” Auston scooted himself close to you in the bed.
“Mhm?” You asked.
“Since the baby is finally in someone else’s hands,” he said, grabbing your hands in his, “and since everything is absolutely perfect.” He paused and took a second to look deep into your eyes while stroking your face.
“Would you do me the honor, of sharing the same last name as me and Nylah?” He pulled a ring out of his pocket and held it in front of you. You thought you were all out of emotions for the day but you could feel tears starting to form. You couldn’t speak, just nod your head endlessly while he placed the ring on your finger. He smiled and a tears fell from his face as he kissed you. Little did both of you know that Willy took this intimate moment as an opportunity to take a selfie of all 5 of you in the room. Mitch was holding the baby with a big grin on his face, you and Auston were in the back kissing with your engagement ring fully visible, and Willy just looked like he won the lotto with how big of a smile he had.
“CONGRATULATIONS! And can I pleeaaaseee post this big happy family photo??” Willy begged.
You rolled your eyes and laughed, “go for it. Now people will stop bugging Auston about the status of his relationship with me.”
“Seriously, you guys gave her the best name ever.” Mitch said while still gently rocking her back and forth.
“Named her after our two favorite girls.” Auston chirped.
Everyone rolled their eyes. Mitch passed your daughter back to you and the boys eventually left.
“How does day one as the Matthews family feel?” Auston asked you, stroking your hair as you were resting with Nylah in your arms.
“It’s the best feeling in the world.” You smiled.
Okay so I’ve totally cheated and taken the latest chapter from my long fic ‘Two Years On’ (that I’ve juuust updated on FF.net) and used it for this prompt. It fitted so well!
The Bellas find out on WhatsApp:
Ready?” Beca asked.
Chloe took a deep breath and beamed at her fiancée excitably. The couple were squished on their little sofa, Chloe laid out with her legs over Beca’s thighs. Sprawled across the length of her outstretched legs was Alba, whose head was settled happily on Beca’s stomach and the brunette stroked her ears gently while the puppy snoozed. Beca pressed ‘send’ and exhaled, then looked over at Chloe with an ‘eek’ expression.
Chloe giggled then suddenly her phone ‘pinged’ the moment Beca’s message arrived in the Bella’s WhatsApp group. She unlocked her phone and looked at the photo Beca had sent. It was a photo that had been taken that morning, of Chloe sat on a wall down at the green near their apartment. Her back to the camera as she looked at the view ahead of her. To her left, sat on the bench, was Alba, her long tail hanging off the back of the wall. And Chloe had her left hand on the puppy’s back, her engagement ring in full view, but only noticeable if the viewer knew to look for it.
The caption Beca had sent with it had read “Not a bad view this morning”.
Chloe looked over at Beca affectionately. Back in college she would’ve never imagined her best friend to ever be this sweet. Maybe Aubrey had been wrong back when they’d been seniors and Beca had been a freshman. Perhaps she had been capable of changing the grumpy alt-girl. Or rather, not changed her exactly, but rather helped Beca become more comfortable with being openly nice. Of being more comfortable to openly be the amazing person Chloe had always known was there deep down. It had taken several years of patience throughout college, and Chloe had fallen deeper and deeper in love with Beca the more the brunette had revealed of her true self. But the woman who sat with her now was entirely the woman she’d fallen in love with in the first place, and more.
Suddenly both Chloe and Beca’s phones chimed and so the flurry of messages began:
Emily: Cutest. Puppy. Everrrrr xxx
Jessica: Woah she’s grown so much!
Jessica: Alba I mean ;)
Ashley: Who? Chloe or the dog? X
Ashley: Ha never mind x
Jessica: Just too quick for you Ash ;) x
Emily: How old is she now Chlo? Xxx
Ashley: Who? Beca or Alba?
Jessica: Who? Beca or Alba?
Jessica: Hahaaaaa you copycat! X
Ashley: Stop it!! Haha x
Emily: Oh my God I meant Alba! Xxx
Emily: Though…how old IS Chloe?? Xxx
Cynthia-Rose: Love-sick Beca weird’s me out. Please go back to being single.
Fat Amy: Bhloeeeeeeee.
Stacie: Beca Mitchell has it all. Cute girlfriend. Cute puppy. Cute life.
Aubrey: Girlfriend? Look again numbnuts ;) xx
Stacie: Eh? Xx
Stacie: HOLY SHIT!!!
Stacie: FINALLY BECA!!!
Flo: Eeeeeeyyyyaaaaaayyyyyy!! Xx
Emily: What?? What’s going on? Xxx
Cynthia-Rose: Damn Beca that’s SO Chloe! Well done!
Cynthia-Rose: And congratulations!
Flo: Yes congratulations to the best couple in the world! Xx
Emily: What are we congratulating?? Guuuuuys come on! Tell me!! Xxx
Stacie: Congrats you guys!! Who’s going to take whose name??
Aubrey: You know my sentiments Chloe :) congratulations you two x
Emily: Name?? Xxx
Fat Amy: YEEEEAAAASSSSSSS!!! Bhloe are getting married!! Congrats! Shawshank, so happy you finally got your girl!
Stacie: So come on then, are we talking to the future Mrs Mitchell’s or the future Mrs Beale’s or the future Mrs Mitchell-Beale’s or the future Mrs Beale-Mitchell’s??
Stacie: Ugh that took so long to write.
Aubrey: What makes you think they’ve decided? Xx
Stacie: Well I’d decided a while back I’d take the surname of the person I’d marry xx
Aubrey: You did?! Xx
Stacie: Yup :) xx
Aubrey: But Conrad is so badass xx
Stacie: Coming from someone whose surname is Posen?! Xx
Fat Amy: God! When you two have finished flirting can we please leave room for Bhloe to answer the God damn question!!
Beca and Chloe looked at one another and smirked. They were the only two Bellas who knew that Aubrey and Stacie were in a relationship together, so it was funny to not only read their brief conversation but to read Fat Amy’s response – the Australian unknowingly calling Aubrey and Stacie out.
Fat Amy: I mean it Aubrey! Don’t make me create a name for you and Stacie too!
Stacie: Ooh what would the name be?
Aubrey: Don’t encourage her Stacie! Xx
Fat Amy: Give me a mo..
Emily: So guys how did the proposal happen?? Xxx
Stacie: Eh? Aubrey and I aren’t engaged.
Aubrey: She meant Chloe and Beca! Xx
Stacie: We’re not even dating sooooo…
Cynthia-Rose: I knew it!! I knew Beca was going to propose!
Stacie: Fuck off did you know!
Cynthia-Rose: I did!! I have a sixth sense about these sorts of things!
Stacie: Riiight… if you were so sure why didn’t you bet on it?
Cynthia-Rose: Guess I forgot..
Stacie: How convenient..
Cynthia-Rose: Want to bet on when the wedding will be? I’ll give you 3-1 odds that it’s next year?
Aubrey: NO BETTING!!!
Cynthia-Rose: Your Mrs is getting mad ;)
Stacie: NOT my Mrs!
Flo: How did Beca propose? Was it on a boat? Under the moonlight? At sea? (I had a proposal like that once – very romantic) xx
Chloe: Beca’s label had signed a band recently
Beca: Not my label btw. Just Res.Heat’s new dept that I work in.
Chloe: and they did a flash mob type thing but with musical instruments.
Emily: Ohhhhh myyyyyyy God that sounds so SO romantic!! Xxx
Beca: Oh boy..
Chloe: It was! SO romantic! She’s amazing! Xx
Flo: Did Alba help? Xxx
Beca: If by help you mean she made Chloe late to meet me then yeah, she helped a heap..
Emily: Awwwww! She’s such a cute puppy! Xxx
Beca: Not awww! She’s a terror Em!
Chloe held her phone up and took a sneaky photo of Beca in her current position sat on the sofa, Chloe’s legs on her thighs and Alba’s head on her stomach. The brunette looked so calm and content. There was no way she was as mad with their puppy as she was making out to be on WhatsApp. So Chloe giggled as she sent the photo to the Bellas.
Chloe: Yeah a real terror…she snuggles up to Beca far too much..
Beca looked at Chloe and rolled her eyes as the ‘pinging’ continued, unimpressed by the stealth photo.
Stacie: Aww looooooooook!!
Aubrey: Ohhh I want one!!
Beca: Sorry Posen, there’s only one of me and I’m all Chloe’s so…
Aubrey: I meant the puppy!
Stacie: Why don’t you get one then? Xx
Aubrey: Seriously? Xx
Stacie: Sure. I think you’re ready xx
Fat Amy: STAUBREY!!
Fat Amy: That’s your name. Stacie+Aubrey=Staubrey
Emily: Eeeeeeee!! I love it!! So cute! Xxx
Cynthia-Rose: Hahaaa! This group is just too good! I miss you aca-bitches!
Fat Amy: Staubrey, just go shack up with your puppy and we’ll visit you when we’re not busy visiting Bella couple #1 and their pup
Fat Amy: Aubrey don’t think I don’t know. I read the news you know!
Emily: What news? Xxx
Aubrey: Amy I’m warning you!!
Fat Amy: Nothing Legacy. Don’t you worry your little heart over it.
Emily: I’m twenty two!! Xxx
Aubrey: And I’m almost twenty nine and say that you should listen to Amy, Emily x
Cynthia-Rose: Sheesh, must be good gossip if Aubrey’s advising we listen to Fat Amy..
Chloe felt it her duty as Aubrey’s best friend to try to distract her fellow Bellas from the inevitable reveal of Aubrey and Stacie’s relationship if the conversation continued.
Chloe: So we’re thinking of getting married next year!
Stacie: Yeaaaasss! Pay-up CR! I just won $30 on my 3-1 bet!
Aubrey: You didn’t bet anything.. xx
Cynthia-Rose: Busted! Haha!
Ashley: Seriously? Eek that’s so soon :)
Jessica: Try not to freak Beca out Ash xx
Ashley: Gosh! Yeah! Sorry!
Beca: No freaking here..yet..
Chloe: Alba won’t give her Mama the chance to get cold feet ;)
Emily: Mama?!?!?!?! Xxxxxxxx
Beca: Relax Legacy, the name’s for our puppy’s reference
Cynthia-Rose: Beca you’re so whipped..
Emily: Ohhhhh I thought you guys were pregnant or something xxx
Beca: God dude, let us get married and buy a house first!
Beca: And I’m not whipped! At least MY wife lets me work after 6pm
Emily: WIFE?! Xxxxx
Chloe: She’s kidding Emily xx
Emily: Oh..yeah..I can see that now. Oops hehe xxx
Beca: Legacy we JUST got engaged! We haven’t got married in the last ten minutes!!
Fat Amy: You alright there Staubrey? You’ve gone a bit quiet..
Stacie: Busy looking at puppies to buy
Chloe grinned at Beca. To those who didn’t know that ‘Staubrey’ were actually a thing, they would think Stacie was being sarcastic. The chances were, however, she was probably being completely honest. They probably were looking at puppies to buy. Or adopt. Chloe hoped they would adopt. Aubrey wouldn’t have time to train a puppy and run her retreat.
Beca: Good luck. I can’t see Aubrey having time to train a puppy so perhaps suggest adopting a slightly older dog?
betty & jughead get married in high school without telling anyone and they find out in school
Ooohhh this ones tricky!
“Bets? You ready to go?” Jughead called from the kitchenette, picking up his abandoned beanie and leaning against the bar with a smile as his wife came scrambling out of their tiny bedroom, righting her ponytail and tripping over her little pink flats.
“Never let me sleep in again! I’m pretty much the definition of frazzled right now!” She groaned, picking up her backpack and throwing Jughead the keys to his pickup. Other than his wife and his beanie, that truck was his prized possession, he had saved up money from working at the drive in and it had been his very first purchase, sure working for Fred Andrews definitely payed better but the drive in would always hold a special place in his heart.
Walking out of the trailer the two shared on the southside of town, Betty made sure to double lock the door, all of their neighbors loved the young Newlyweds but it was better to be safe than sorry. Taking her hand in his, she turned him to stare at their home, this was something she always did before they left for the day. Betty always said
“I never want to forget where we came from, you’re dad bought this for us. It’s the best present I could have ever asked for, a home of our very own.”
F.p Jones had delivered them the paperwork the day before they went and got married by the justice of the peace. He owned a few of the trailers, being leader of a prominent gang had its perks I suppose, and he went and picked out the one furthest away from the southside he could, not that Betty minded, she had befriended most of the gang, often inviting the wife’s and their children over for dinner. Jughead had been hesitant to accept the trailer, he wanted to build his own life, at first he didn’t even want his father to be a part of it, but after a long talk with his estranged father, he knew it was for the best and his dad genuinely just wanted to help. F.p and Jugheads relationship was slowly growing stronger and Betty was always right by his side, dubbing F.P her honorary fill in dad, wiggling her eyebrows and smirking. She had a weird crush on the older man
“I don’t have a crush on him Juggie, I just think he’s very attractive. It just means I have something to look forward to when you get older.” She would wink.
The tiny hand on his arm shook him out of his memories and she smiled, tugging him towards the truck, the tiny diamond on her ring finger sparkling. As soon as he got in he wrapped his free hand around his wifes, toying with the tiny ring, he knew she deserved bigger, sparklier, brighter but everytime he brought this up to her she simply shook her hand and grabbed her hand away clutching it to her chest and claimed it was perfect, exactly what she wanted. His wife was crazy. He caught himself smiling as he drove through Riverdale, Betty singing along to the radio and studying her history notes.
Maybe they were too young to be married, maybe they could have waited, but looking over at the love of his life he knew what they had was forever and their was no reason to delay the inevitable, she was everything to him and he never had to wonder if she was going to leave him, she was happy and together they made each other better. It was the definition of unity, sure they had fights, just like every couple but they knew how to solve them, knew how to talk, communicate, it was one of their biggest strong suits.
Pulling into the Riverdale parking lot, Betty sighed, staring at her ring before pocketing the piece of jewelry. She hated hiding something this big from her friends but she knew that once it got out it wouldn’t end well for either of the teens, this town was the epitome of
Judgemental and it was just easier not to talk about.
“You ready Mrs.Jones?” Jughead asked, running a hand over her soft blonde ponytail and kissing her forehead. Betty smiled “you got it Mr.Jones, so I’m working at the flower shop today right after school, you’ll pick me up? Ronnies working at the boutique right next door, she said Smithers would drop me off.” She hopped out of the tall truck and walked beside him as they headed into Riverdale.
“7:00?” He asked as they headed to their lockers.
“Yep.” She beamed at him, God how her smile still made his heart skip was beyond him.
“Well if it isn’t our favorite lovebirds.”
The melodic voice of Veronica Lodge came from behind them as they both turned around to find Kevin, Archie and Veronica headed towards them.
“Hi Ronnie, Kev, Arch” Betty giggled, closing her locker and elbowing Jughead who just grunted and nodded his head before punching fists with Archie.
“What a barbaric show of male masculinity” Kevin rolled his eyes smirking, “we need to borrow your girlfriend, new cheerleading uniforms are in and I want first peeks.” Kevin finished, pulling the pretty blonde from Jughead arm.
Betty rolled her eyes and waved at Jughead and Archie.
Jughead smiled goofily at her, turning to his left he saw Archie eyeing him suspiciously.
“What?” Jughead asked
Archie shrugged his shoulders
“I don’t know, you’re different, ever since you moved back in with your dad you’ve been.. different. Happier? Everything’s going okay?” He could sense the concern In his best friends voice so he clapped a hand to Archie’s shoulder
“Everything’s really good pal.”
The day went by without a hitch until second to last period, Veronica came running into the blue and gold office, her eyes frantic as she sought out Jughead who was fooling around, throwing pretzels at Archie, he sat up right
“Veronica? What’s the matter?”
“It’s Betty, she’s… she’s freaking out.. something about an engagement ring.” Veronica panted, her hands on her knees.
Jughead hopped up, sprinting out of the office and Into the girls locker room, ignoring the gasps of the other cheerleaders, he found his wife on her hands and knees, searching on the ground for what he assumed was her engagement ring.
“Betty…” he stared, bending down to sit beside her, placing a hand on her shoulder, she quickly whipped around, her eyes filled with tears
“It’s gone! Juggie I can’t find it.” She whimpered.
Veronica stepped forward with Archie who looked concerned as Kevin covered his eyes
“I can help” she started “ what are we looking for?”
“My engagement ring! We haven’t even gotten our wedding bands yet and I’ve already lost my ring, I was changing into the new uniform and it must have fallen out, why did you marry me juggie? I’m so irresponsible.” She cried onto his chest.
“Married? You’re married?!” Kevin said, his jaw practically on the floor as both Archie and Veronica stared speechless
Jughead pulled Betty against his chest
“It’s just a ring love, it’s okay. We’ll find it, and if we don’t, we’ll get a new one. I love you, that ring doesn’t make you my wife. You’re my wife nonetheless.” He pressed a kiss to the top of her head and rocked her gently, she sniffled and looked up at him with watery eyes
“I love you.” She whispered.
Suddenly Cheryl stepped forward and cleared her throat
“Is this what you’re looking for?” She held out the tiny ring in between her two fingers almost As if it had germs
“I put it in the lost and found earlier today, you really should have looked there first.” She said gently putting it in Betty’s hand and actually smiling gently before whispering
“Your secret is safe with me.”
Betty looked at gratefully, before standing up and brushing her skirt off, and pressing a kiss to Jughead lips, slowly turning to their friends as the three of them stared with their hands on their hips, the interrogation started before either of the newlyweds had a chance to speak
“For how long?”
“When did this happen? Why wasn’t I invited to the wedding?!”
“So this is why you moved out?!”
Jughead and Betty stayed quiet as their friends bombarded them with questions, finally tiring themselves out.
Jughead wrapped an arm around Betty’s waist and smiled down at her
“I know it’s surprising and we have a lot to explain, come to our place for dinner tonight and we’ll talk about it all.” Betty said gently placing the ring firmly on her finger as her husband brought his lips to her fingers and pressed a butterfly kiss.
Maybe they were too young, and maybe they could’ve waited, but holding his wife and looking at the shocked faces of his friends, he decided once again, why delay the inevitable?
Zelink AU where Zelda is a princess and Link is a guard who she’s trying to make laugh but can’t seem to crack. Part two of a larger fic of similar short bursts. Not attached to any particular game. Fluff af.
““Just admit it, Link. You’re taken with the Princess!”
It was true. Link was taken with the Princess. Absolutely besotted, in fact. She was clever and beautiful and lighthearted, and if that wasn’t enough, she spread joy everywhere she went. There wasn’t a person under the King’s service in the castle that didn’t adore her, and he much looked forward to the time she spent in his presence.
Prompt: The diamond in your engagment ring is fake.”
A/N: So I kinda oveloaded on the fluff and once I started writing this there was no stopping me :P Apologies for the length but I hope you enjoy ^_^ Also I used Seth’s real last name at the end of this incase anyone is confused :3
You and Seth had been best friends since NXT, you’d been there through everything, injuries, title wins and his breakups. You’d been in love with Seth ever since you first you met, other people had told you he felt the same and always had. Of course you never believed them, especially when he announced his engagment. You knew everying that was happening during that time and he was the first person he came to when things broke down between them.
That night when Seth came to your house it was raining and there was a light knock on your door. Getting up from the couch and making your way over to the door you look through the peephole and see Seth stood there drenched to bone holding an overnight bag. Flinging the door open you get a better look at him, his eyes looked red and exhausted, an almost emotionless expression was set firm on his face and his clothes looked like he’d worn them for about 3 days. Quickly pulling him into a hug you shut the door behind the two of you as he wraps his arms around your waist, burying his face in the crook of your neck. Neither of you caring that his wet clothes were also soaking you.
“I saw what went down on Twitter and everything, you wanna talk about it?” Seth didn’t say anything resorting to shaking his head no tightening his arms around you a little more. “Okay. How about you go shower and change while I order pizza, and then we can watch a movie? Your choice.” Pulling away you gently rub up and down Seth’s arms giving him a sweet smile.
“Thank you (Y/N). This means a lot to me.” Giving you a small smile he squeezes your waist gently before heading up to shower and change. Grabbing your phone you order Seth’s favourite pizza before heading to your laundry room to find some fresh clothes for you. After around 20 minutes the pizza arrives and you thank the delivery man taking the pizza upstairs. Heading into your bedroom you can still hear the shower running so you get comfy in bed and pull up Netflix ready for when Seth gets out. Around 5 minutes later the shower shuts off and you hear movement in the bathroom, scrolling through your phone you notice some of the comments being said about Seth. Yes you we dissapointed in what he had done but was there any need to be sending death threats and such? You look up when you hear the bathroom door open, Seth walked out with damp hair in a bun and sweatpants hugging his hips.
“Hey you.” smiling at him, putting your phone to the side and sit up crossing your legs. “Feeling better?”
“Much. Thank you.” Pulling back the covers of your bed Seth slides in grabbing a slice of pizza. He grabs your remote and selects a movie letting it play. You both sit in a comfortable silence muching on pizza ocationally laughing at the film, during the movie Seth had been inching closer to you untill your arms and legs were touching, wanting to feel some sort of comfort he always felt when with you, you couldn’t help but blush at the action and subconsiously your body shifts closer to his. Seth notices and smiles, his first genuine smile since he’d got to your house.
“(Y/N). I think I’m ready to talk about it.”
It had been six months since that night and it seemed to make you and Seth even closer. You started to travel together more on the road, before each others matches you’d meet up to wish each other luck, Seth even insisted that you start bunking together. That caused some remarks in the locker room, the girls asking you how he was in bed, you brushed them off telling them that you were friends and slept in seperate beds. However there was the odd occation where the hotel would “misunderstand” your relationship and book a double bed. You had to admit you secretly loved when they did that because it meant you could insist that Seth couldn’t sleep on the floor or the couch so it led to some mornings you’d wake up to Seth cuddling you. Little did you know that Seth loved it to, sometimes being the reason the hotel gave you a double room. Some nights he’d wake up in the middle of the night and turn over to see you sleeping peacfully beside him, he didn’t know why but that relaxed him, finally turning to face you he’d gently drape one of his arms over you, eventually getting comfortable enough to sleep.
One night the whole roster were heading out for drinks, you were dressed in a fairly tight black dress with little cut outs revealing small parts of your waist, your hair was in soft waves over your shoulder while your makeup was a soft smokey eye with a nude lipstick. Adjusting your hair you look at yourself with a pleased smirk across your face, you had to admit you looked hot. “Hey, are you rea…..” Seth walked out the bathroom stopping mid sentance when you turn around to face him. His mouth was slightly a jar making you chuckle. Grinning to yourself you decided to have a little fun, spinning slowly you push your ass out slightly putting on a show for Seth. “How do I look?” your voice dipped an octave lower as you noticed his eyes darken slightly, still gazing at you.
“Wow you look fucking amazing.” Seth says not taking his eyes off you, you’re not 100% sure if he meant to say that out loud.
“Thanks. You don’t look to bad yourself.” Noticing Seth had left his hair down for a change and was wearing a black button up with black skinny jeans. Seth looked at his feet blushing slightly and a smile crept his way over his lips. “Come on you, we better get going.” You head for the door feeling Seth’s eyes on you. This was definatly going to be an interesting night.
At the bar the drinks had been flowing for a while and you were more than a little tippsy, you were on the dance floor with Sasha and Alex chatting and laughing at each others dance moves.
“So when are you and Seth gonna get together?” Alexa shouted over the music, noticing Seth sat at the bar with a couple of the guys stealing glances at you.
“At this rate not till we are like 80!”
“Well why don’t you speed things up a bit.” Sasha winked at you. Shaking your head at her you glance over at Seth, catching his eye making him smirk at you before resuming his convorsation with Dean.
“And how do you propse I do that Miss Banks?”
“Get him up and dancing with you.” Smirking at you Alexa quickly caught on to what Sasha was saying both of them pushing you in the direction of Seth. Stumbling a bit in your heels you make you way over to Seth grabbing his arm.
“Seetthhhhhhh. Come dance with me!” You pout at him giving him your best puppy dog eyes. Not even giving him chance to answer you use all your strength to pull him up nearly causing you to falll over, Seth quickly wraps his arms around your waist to stop you from falling. The feeling of his breath on the back of your neck making you shiver at the closeness.
“If you wanna dance babygirl lets dance.” Pulling onto the dance foor he spins so he’s now in front of you, hands still on your waist. Gazing up at him you swallow hard, feeling your breathing stagger at how close you were to him. Seth was swaying you both slightly, a funny contrast to the fast paced music currently playing, if you weren’t so absorbed in Seth you’d have swore people were staring at you. You just couldn’t seem to tear your eyes away from Seth’s, the smell of alcohol on his breath and his cologne intoxicating to you. Reaching up Seth gently brushes some hair from out your face, his hand coming to rest gently on your face.
“I love you.” Seth mutters and you almost don’t hear him over the music.
“I love you too.” Seth’s smile stretches across his whole face causing you to smile back. “So are you going to kiss me or are we just gonna stand here forever?” Smirking at him your breath catches slightly when he leans in pressing his lips to yours trying to convey all the emotion he’d been holding back over the years.
“Did you hear what I said babe?” Seth came to stand by the side of you, one of his hands resting on the shopping cart, the other on your waist.
“No sorry…I was kinda in my own little world.” Smiling at him you bring your hand to rest on his side, rubbing circles with your thumb.
“What were you thinking about?”
“Just how we got together.” Chuckling Seth smiles at the memory.
“We still gotta thank them for pushing you to come over. Although the way you looked in that dress it wouldn’t have been long till I made move.” Smirking at you he leans in for a kiss, giving him a quick peck you pull away, not wanting to nearly make out in the middle of the supermarket, which if given the chance Seth would do. After dating for 4 years you’d grown used to his’s antics when out in publlic. Chuckling at his pout you quickly start to push the cart down another isle.
“I said what did you want for dinner.” Seth cuckles catching up to you, wrapping an arm around your waist refering to what he was saying earlier.
“Hmmmm how bout pizza?” You smile at him, feeling to lazy to cook.
“Sounds perfect.” Seth leans down kissing the side of your head as you make your way down various isles. Passing the toy isle Seth pauses.
“What’s up?” you question heading back to meet him. He looks deep in thought, a lazy smile on his lips.
“Just gimmie a sec.” He smiles sweetly heading off down the isle, stopping at a tray of $1 toys. Grabbing something he heads back to you, smiling wide, what on earth was he up to?
“I swear to god Seth if you have a spider in your hand I’ll kill you.” He chuckles shaking his head. Grabbing you hand he gets down on one knee and you gasp.
“Just hear me out. okay?” He waits for you to nod before continuing. “We both know we aren’t a serious couple and to be honest this whole idea was spur of the moment and I’m probably going to make a complete fool of myself. But I have been in love with you since we first met at NXT, I was so nervous to talk to you because I thought someone as beautiful, strong, caring and badass as you wouldn’t ever want to talk to me but you did and I’m so greatful you did because meeting you was the best thing that ever happened to me. I know I’ve had a lot of shit in my past but you’ve been there through it all, I have no idea why or how you stuck around through it because most people just up and left. I’m glad you didn’t leave though because dating you has been the best 4 years of my life and I wanna marry you. I want to be with you forever and never let you go. What made me want to propose like this and right now is proably me being crazy but I know it’ll be something we’ll remember for the rest of our lives.” By now a small crowd had gathered, some of the women in the group teared up as you had silent happy tears running down your face. “So for now I want to give you this ring and hope that you say yes so we can go out and pick you an actual ring together but until we do I atleast want you to have a ring.” Opening his hand you see he’d got a small plastic ring off the shelf. You chuckled, it looked similar to an engagment ring and from a distance you probably wouldn’t even notice it was a toy. “So call me crazy for wanting to do this right here right now but (Y/N) will you marry me?” Seth gazed up you looking so scared that you’d say no, but as he said you two weren’t serious about things like this and a serious romantic proposal didn’t seem like you. But to you this was as romantic as Seth could get, down on one knee with a $1 toy ring. You suddenly realised you hadn’t responded when Seth’s smile faultered a little.
“Yes….” You managed to breath out, tears finally streaming down your face. “Yes I’ll marry you.” The crowd cheered and clapped as Seth got up, siding the ring on your finger. Looking at it you chuckled and had to admit you kind of liked it. Smiling up at Seth you met those beautiful brown eyes filling up with tears of their own so you pulled him in for a passionate kiss. Your hands gently cupped his face while his came to rest on your hips, pulling apart your faces were both slightly flushed still plastered in smiles.
“I have one thing to tell you though babe.” Seth muttered against your lips.
“The diamond in your engagment ring is fake.” chuckkling you planted one last kiss you his lips before completley pulling away. Grabing hold of your cart you head for the checkout, turning to face Seth.
“Why don’t we go pay for this then we can go home and celebrate properly.” Winking at Seth you turn only to find he’s already caught up with you.
“I like the sound of that future Mrs. Lopez.” placing a kiss to your head Seth slapps your ass as he grabs the cart briskly walking to the checkouts.
Christian bale will always be my favorite batman. No matter who becomes the next “newest” batman, he will always be the best batman out there.
Enjoy these headcannons, I enjoyed writing them lol.
-Okay can I say that this is probably the best relationship ever??????
-10/10 treats you like a queen.
-No kidding, this man never lets you lift a finger, he practically does everything for you, and if he can’t do it, Alfred will be more than happy to.
-Speaking of Alfred, he treats you like the daughter he’s never had, he loves you to death, and loves seeing how happy you’ve made Bruce.
-Really wants to keep you out of the media, because that gives a risk he’s not willing to take.
-If the media does get a picture of you and Bruce together, he’d be so torn apart inside because he knows you’re now liable to be in danger.
-He’s probably going to try to pay the man off to delete the picture. But if worst comes to worst, he’ll break the camera.
-Be prepared to become the one who has to sew him up every night. He seems like the one to take care of himself, but deep down he knows that he can’t do everything by himself.
-Relaxing nights with him are a dream come true. It’s almost fairytale like on a night out with him. Just be sure not to look at anything nice (like jewelry) because he’s 10/10 going to buy it for you.
-Speaking of which, if he could he’d buy you the world. He loves to see you happy, so if it makes you happy, or it’s something you really want, he’s willing to buy it for you.
-Loves calling you sweetheart, love, darling.
-Everyone probably thinks you’re just in it for the money, which really hurts because no one knows what the relationship is like behind closed doors.
-If Bruce catches a whiff of these rumors be prepared for him to ask if he needs to take care of it for you.
-You’d tell him no, but he’s probably gonna do it anyways.
-He better prepare for a nice long night on the couch.
-He hardly sleeps because he’s too worried watching over Gotham, youre going to have to force him into bed, even if it means he still doesn’t get sleep.
-He totally falls asleep the moment his head hits the pillow.
-Ever since the incident with his son, he’s been too scared to even think about having another child.
-If you become pregnant, he’s feeling so hurt inside, he feels as if he’s failed you and that the child won’t have a fruitful life, tumbling down the same road as his last son.
-You have to reassure him that he’s the best soon to be father out there, that you’d never let anything happen to the child, let alone him.
-This probably helps him, but he still needs time to himself to think of what in the hell he’s going to do.
-Low key been planning to marry you for a while now but doesn’t know how to handle it.
-Alfred being Alfred tells him to grow a pair and just ask you.
-He’s probably going to give you his mothers ring as the engagement ring, so take extreme care for it.
Summary: Whatever happened to true love? To fairytale romance? Where was that magical spark, those lingering kisses, the butterflies in your stomach, the fireworks in your heart? Where was the romance and the honesty in a forced love? And, above all else, how did you and Jungkook even find yourself being forced into an arranged marriage simply for publicity?
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A/N: Here’s part 6, as promised! Hopefully it was good
So at Matsuricon my boyfriend debuted his Battle City Seto Kaiba cosplay while I wore my original character, Sapphire Kinomoto. AND HE PROPOSED TO ME! It was such a touching and happy moment! Matsuricon was amazing and this was just the best moment ever!!