the crazy state

4

He gave me 19 caps and then ascended to heaven. 

Yeah sure, I get it, without CC there would be no Shadowhunters and there would be no Malec (a ship I’m so incredibly invested in).

BUT, I want this women to stop while she’s ahead. I’m so relieved that many people noticed how problematic she is. The show is handling her work so much better than she has and I know her fans get crazy when it’s stated but the work done on Shadowhunters is much more commendable than the work done in the books.

She made all of the characters fucking immature and overly dramatic when it comes to serious issues. In the books, Alec is biphobic as hell which is a damn shame because she did give the character some potential. The show took the forgotten potential and made it come to life, dropping all of the overly played out and unnecessary biphobic comments. They’re building Malec up so beautifully and making them come across as so healthy it’s breathe-taking. Just look at that mature conversation they had in 2x06 about Magnus’ past. Sure it was awkward but they were LISTENING TO EACH OTHER. I didn’t once see Alec jump down Magnus’ throat about who he used to date. See CC, It’s not that fucking challenging to build up a healthy, growing relationship.

The whole incest fetish she has is repulsive. She knew how fucked up people would think she is if she included a legitimate intentional sibling relationship, so she made people and the characters believe they were related to each other for a long ass time just to include the idea of relation love. How fucked up?

Then there’s the whole “You’re prettier than me so I’m going to make hateful comments towards you and disrespect you as a person” thing. Is this a fucking joke? Is this seriously what you want teenagers to be grasping from this storyline? A petty-ass unneeded dramatic play out of two smart, intelligent, beautiful girls? I’m so glad the show brushed that off and made Izzy/Clary into the characters they were always meant to be because that issue was never necessary in any plausible way.

Then we have her portraying Simon as a cheater. Which happens a lot in books in movies, but it’s different with this because she’s bluntly encouraging this act. She recently got defensive on twitter with Todd, the Shadowhunters showrunner, simply because he wanted to keep Simon a good guy - which is who he was until CC destroyed his potential as she did with many of the characters in the books.

This women has more problems outside of her books though. She has jumped down countless fans throats for asking questions or sharing logical concerns that they have with the books. Someone literally asked her what Raphael’s sexuality was and she blocked them. That person had been a huge fan of the books and her until they did some research and realized how truly awful she can be. I have never seen a women more shameful towards others it’s sickening. She thinks she’s above everybody because she made a books that have branched out. Then she feels as if she has the right to degrade the other productions based off of her books that are LEGALLY allowed to take their own path.

I understand that she made my favorite show/ship possible, but she wasn’t the one who created what I enjoy. No, she was a rough draft that Shadowhunters picked up and made into a final fucking copy.

Black tumblr (cause it's mostly black tumblr and y'all know it)

So ima tell y'all where I stand on this. Idc that I don’t like white people. what you will not do is make fun of any person, regardless of race, for their mental illness! (Unless they just a shitty person cause tbh mental illnesses are not an excuse for you to be racist, sexist, misogynistic, or just shitty in general)

I keep seeing videos and posts where black people and other poc are making fun of white people for doing things they view as “crazy” when it is stated that the person has a mental illness.

Unless the bitch actually crazy I need y'all to stop.

Summer Camp Part 1 // Shawn Mendes

Request:  I love how you write my fluff ideas so I have one!! 😂😂 You and Shawn went to the same school and hated each other so much. you two never got along (of course you were into each other) and in a school trip, your were forced to share bedrooms because of a problem. Both always shouting at each other, throwing things but one day you were fighting and Shawn shuts you up with a kiss so rough so hard but so passionate, you literally melt in his arms…❤️😊

Authors note: so there’s going to be 2 parts cos there is so much I have to write- please tell me what you think because I’m legit on the fence and contemplating deleting


“I have to WHAT?” My jaw drops open in surprise. I stare into the room from the door, two single beds taking up most of the room.

“I’m truly sorry about this Y/n, but because you signed up so late for the summer camp, Shawn’s room was the only one left with a spare bed available”. Michelle, the camp leader, tells me, sending a sympathetic smile my way. 

“How does this, I can’t.. What?” I don’t understand how I ended up in this situation. I had to spend 2 weeks at a camp that I had no interest in being at. My Mother had signed me up because she didn’t want me- I quote -‘to be on my dang phone the whole summer’. I took the last spot available, two days before camp began. Because of how late notice it was- I was forced to share a room with a boy. Not just a boy but a boy I hated with my entire being. Shawn Mendes.

“We trust that putting both you and Shawn in a room won’t cause any, uh, hassles…” Michelle fiddles awkwardly, the young camp leader equally uncomfortable at telling two 17 year old’s not to get with each other over the two weeks of sharing a room. The thought made me laugh. Like I would ever want to get with Shawn.

“I didn’t think that this would be allowed- isn’t there camp policies?” I ask, gesturing between Shawn and I. My gaze flicks over to Shawn for the first time since I got here. I can’t help but admit that he did look good in the black nike shorts he was wearing, and the t-shirt adorning his figure enhanced his muscular chest. 

I shake my head, I was supposed to be hating this guy- not picturing what he’d look like without a shirt.

“It isn’t.” Michelle giggles- her fair complexion suited the airy laugh she had. “But your Mum was so insistent on having you at camp that we agreed- as long as you both agreed not to do anything inappropriate”. 

“Like I’d ever do anything like that with Y/n”. Shawn rolls his eyes and I send him an icy glare.

“Shut up Shawn, like you’d get any if you even tried.” I hiss, walking past him and dumping my bag on the bed yet to be covered with linen. 

“Well I’m just going to head off now- check on other campers, lunch is served at 1 in the dining hall!” Michelle cheers, smiling at us before shutting the door quickly. It was like she could sense a fight which of course, was inevitably coming. Shawn and I had been going to school together since we were 15 and over the past 3 years we had never gotten along. Not once. 

I grab out my bed sheets from the bag and begin the laborious process of making my bed. I feel Shawn’s eyes on me and I look at him to see him smirking.

“What?” I snap, moving around to the other side of the bed to tuck the sheet in.

“Nothing, well, I just find it funny that you think if I tried anything that you thought you would be able to resist me.” 

I scoff, grabbing out my doona. “You’re insane, Shawn.” 

“Says you,” he scowls, beginning to unpack his own bag. 

“What are you trying to say Shawn?” I glare at him, chucking the quilt over my bed.

“Just that I don’t know how I got stuck with you.” He shrugs his shoulders.

“You think I asked to get put in a room with you? News flash Shawn- I don’t even want to be here!” He stares at me for a moment, the silencing engulfing the room.

I sigh, leaving my bag open on the floor and grabbing my camper’s pass. “I’m leaving, it’s nearly one.”

“I don’t care.” Shawn mutters, his back to me.

“Shut up Shawn,” I call to him over my shoulder before slamming the door shut to our cabin. 

Its going to be a long 2 weeks.


The only good thing about camp so far was that my friend Ally had been forced to go along as well by her parents- her parents having the same reason as my Mum, that we needed to get ‘fresh air’. 

Now I was sitting on a table with five other girls who we had been making conversation with.

“Hey Y/n, Shawn 2 o’clock,” Ally elbows me and I groan softly, digging my fork into my baked potato angrily.

“Whoa, girl, that baked potato doesn’t deserve your anger,” Naomi, Ally’s room mate, teases me. Even though I had only met her around 20 minutes ago, Naomi and I were developing a fast friendship.

“Its Shawn that’s got her so worked up.” Ally giggles and that one comment catches the whole table’s attention.

“Is Shawn your boyfriend Y/n?” Jordan, a short strawberry blonde sitting across the table, asks me. 

“No!” I say quickly and Ally laughs.

“Shawn and Y/n are room mates for camp,” Ally tells the group, a lock of shock across most of their faces.

“Who’s Shawn?” Lacey asks, twirling her brown hair around her fingers- a habit I discovered that she did a lot.

“The one in the black shorts and t-shirt, dark brown hair.” Ally points him out.

“Damn girl, why aren’t you dating him?” Naomi asks, her eyes twinkling with humor.  

“Don’t try me right now.” I point my fork at them all, Sarah and Jordan laughing at my reaction.

“They’re sworn enemies.” Ally continue to fill the group in.

“Damn right we are,” I comment, taking a bite of my baked potato.

“They also have insane sexual tension, trust me, you’ll feel it when they’re near each other-”

“Ally!” I yelp, slapping her arm which causes her to jump in surprise.

“Ow! Why would you do that?” She asks, frowning at me.

I ignore her question, looking at the girls who are all trying to hold back laughs.

“We don’t have any sexual tension guys, Ally’s just joking.” I say seriously.

“Don’t deny it Y/n, I mean Shawn is very good looking.” Naomi chuckles, winking at me. The girls nod, agreeing,

“Ugh, stop this is Shawn.” I shiver, my stomach flipping when I thought of Shawn’s curly hair and dark eyes. 

“Honey, look at him- actually great time to look at him ‘cos he’s walking this way.” Naomi says. Her short dark curly hair bounces as she laughs at my shocked expression as I quickly turn to look over my shoulder where, of course, Shawn was walking straight towards me. A smirk appears on his face when he catches my gaze.

“Look at the time, got to go.” I rush, trying to get up.

“Nope, sit back down, I want to see this sexual tension live and in action.” Naomi tells me sternly, pulling my arm to sit me back down. 

“Aw look at my little room mate, already made some friends,” Shawn ruffles my hair and I scowl at him, turning away from him to face forward, conveniently away from him.

“Don’t you have someone else to bother Shawn.” I growl at him, my body freezing as he leaned forward, one hand on the left side of me to grip onto the table to support his body as his chest pressed against my back. His other arm went over my right shoulder to grab a chunk of potato that I had previously cut off and chucking it into his mouth.

“You know I love to annoy you.” He smirks, licking his bottom lip.

“You know I love to hate you.” I smile sarcastically, tilting my head back to meet his eyes. “Now go away, you’ve had your fun.” 

“Aw no please?” Shawn pouts, leaning closer so that his face was a few inches from mine and the familiar glare that Shawn must be so accustomed to returns to my face.

“Shut up Shawn.” I tell him, pushing his face away from mine. 

“That’s her favorite thing to tell him.” I hear Ally whisper. I look back to see 6 pairs of eyes glued to Shawn and I. I give them all a warning look and everyone except Naomi and Ally return to their food.

“Ally was right, your sexual tension is crazy.” Naomi states bluntly and I feel my cheeks grow hot, Shawn’s body that was still pressed against my back was creating warning bells in my head. 

“Right?” Shawn jokes, and the warning bells get louder. “We should hook up, doesn’t that sound like something we should do?” He teases, leaning closer to me again and the smell of his cologne was intoxicating and something that I shouldn’t be wanting more of.

“In your dreams Shawn.” I shove his hand off my shoulder.

“I know you will be.” He winks and my cheeks feel hotter then the sun, “How about you meet me in my room- around 9?” He grins cheekily and I roll my eyes.

“We’re sharing a room you idiot.” I mutter, resting my elbow on the table and placing my head in my hand.

“That makes everything easier then,” He grins, and a few of the other girls on the table giggle in response. I feel my stomach twist in annoyance.

“Just leave me alone Shawn.” I push my chair back and he moves out of the way to avoid getting hit.

“No can do Sweetheart.” He grins again and I clench my hands into fists.

“I’m not going to say this again. Leave. Me. Alone. I don’t like you, you don’t like me so just can we ignore each other for lets say, the rest of these two weeks? Agreed? Perfect.” I don’t give him a chance to respond before turning away, saying a quick ‘see you later’ to the girls before leaving the dinning hall.

What a great start to summer camp.

Originally posted by illuminateshawn

anonymous asked:

I don't get it. She's been all "no explanation just reputation" and she pulls this bs? Like I've been DYING over her "idgaf about the media" attitude ever since reputation was announced because we're not getting /anything/ from her, but I respected it because i thought "damn, she got so much hate by the media over the years, no wonder she's done with them" but then she just...?? So much for the "new era". It's not only team klossy who can't seem to get their shit together after all lmao

Funnily enough @princessandsunshine and I were just discussing this while I was bored at work.

Note: the following is a truly reaching theory and you probably shouldn’t put much stock in it.

reputation has meant we’ve all been focusing on the media and Taylor’s relationship with them as she addresses the narrative assigned to the name Taylor Swift. Even as we watch Taylor address the headlines of the last decade through lyrics and video, we tend to overlook another critical relationship Taylor has and might be clapping back at: her relationship with her label.

Keep reading

popsugar.com
There Are So Many Transgender Stories to Tell — and I'm Hell-Bent on Telling Them
Michelle Hendley is an actress living and working in NYC
By Michelle Hendley

SOAPBOX SATURDAY CONNTINUES:

Before I moved to NYC, a good friend of mine lent me one final word of advice: “If there is anything — anything at all — you can do in this world besides acting, do that instead.” Film and television are industries notorious for churning out iconic silver-screen legends and spitting out the rest who couldn’t make the cut. Actors routinely face rejection and criticism in the audition room and are constantly compared to their contemporaries, from their skills to their looks. The stakes feel even higher when you find yourself grouped into a niche typecast. That is to say, you are easily lumped with other actors who fit a particular descriptor — blond, tattooed, old, or in my case, transgender. As a transgender actress, opportunity comes on a double-edged sword. If a film or show is seeking transgender talent, you have a considerably better chance of getting the audition than the majority of cis actors out there. However, the roles available to transgender artists, while certainly growing and improving, are often limited to archaic stereotypes and unsavory characters. It was not until my fourth or fifth audition as a downtrodden, junkie, crossdressing prostitute that I fully understood the gravity of my friend’s earlier advice. Typecasting, frustrating and limiting as it can be, has also allowed me to meet just about every other trans actress working on the East Coast, because we all end up at the same casting calls. There is comfort in being able to confide in other women who not just relate but empathize and experience the exact same struggles. It is a tight and fiercely supportive community to be a part of, because each of us knows that our only chance to make change in this competitive and cut-throat world is if we speak as a unified whole. Progress is an often slow and uphill battle, but just in the past year alone we have seen amazing trans-positive and trans-collaborated works like Her Story and Transparent rise to recognition. It is deeply affirming to see girls like myself making headway, but there is still so much work to be done. It was about this time last year I felt particularly defeated about my career and seriously considered abandoning acting, the city, and the dream I followed so far from Missouri. I questioned my strength to face another stereotype or demoralizing role and doubted my ability to bring face and change for my community. I was beside myself, but then, all golden bright and shiny, there was the 2016 Emmys. When Jeffrey Tambor was awarded for best actor in a comedy series for Transparent, he took his place on stage to say…

Hendley (who did some DRAG while in college), got famous in the trans media for being handpicked to star in an indie movie by Eric Schaeffer, Boy Meets Girl (not to be confused with the two British TV shows) based off watching her YouTube videos. Her “biggest” roles to date since then have been costarring in the short Soless and as Daisy in Rachel Bloom’s Crazy Ex-Girlfriend (I think that role was cis).

anonymous asked:

What was the crazyest thing that happened at fest ??

oh god lemme tell you

Kubo was there (a.k.a the creator of Yuri on Ice!!) and there was people waiting for her FOUR HOURS BEFORE THE SIGNING ON SATURDAY?? The line got so long that it flooded the artist alley and went towards the entrance. And then i heard that there was a safety issue with all those people so they had to stop the signings. But there was this one guy who got angry and started throwing shit at security guards?? ((I think it was because they had to pay to get a “chance” to sign with Kubo and they weren’t giving out refunds))

Other than that it was pretty chill! 

Just For Me (Part 1)

Bucky Barnes x Reader

Warnings: Slight cursing, some fluff, drinking, a little bit of angst and jealousy

Word Count: 3.9k+

A/N: This is probably one of my favorite fics I have written so far. I’m SO sorry it’s a little long. I’m really looking forward to writing a part two to this, maybe with some smut ;) Anyways hope you all enjoy this as much as I enjoyed writing it :) 

[REQUESTS ARE OPEN]

You and Bucky had kind of history you guess you could say. You had feelings for him but you couldn’t tell if he felt the same way. Bucky is a very hard person to read. A few weeks ago you and him had gotten drunk in the living room of the Avengers Tower whilst playing a drinking game. The game ended shortly after it was starting to get to the point where the two of you were just drinking. So after one too many drinks the two of you both got to talking, mainly about your guys’ childhood, how it was growing up, traditions, stuff like that. Not long after that you had reached a touchy subject in your childhood and there was a moment of silence/pity between you and Bucky. Bucky took advantage of the moment and leaned in and kissed you, it took you off guard at first but you started to kiss back. He was a little hesitant because of fear of hurting you, but you didn’t want it to stop. As the kiss started to deepen of course Bucky’s fear got the best of him and he pulled away. You looked up at him with confusion and longing on your face as he started to stand up. He looked back at you for a second with sad eyes and made his way out of the room without a word. Ever since then Bucky has been avoiding you. You thought that you guys might have had something, but now seeing the way he has been you’re not so sure. Whenever you would try to make conversation with him he would always respond with blunt answers. It was driving you crazy, you craved his attention, you missed him as a friend, even though you wanted to be more than just that. So the past two weeks you having doing things to get his attention, even a reaction out of him would suffice. Things like walking around in nothing but short booty shorts and a fitted tank top, and when you would go swimming in the Avengers pool you would wear the tiniest swimming suit that Natasha lent to you. You were hoping to get some sort of reaction from him but all you got were short blank stares. So you got talking to Sam and you talked him into making Bucky jealous, thinking that might get his attention. At first Sam was skeptical but then after begging him, he caved. It also might have helped that Nat promised to go on a date with him if he helped you out. 

Keep reading

May I Have This Dance?

Request: “Hey! I know your probably as swamped as I am with requests but I got this interesting request. Despite the movie (I keep laughing at that part 😂) The reader teases Pennywise about him being the “dancing clown” and the reader wants to learn to dance but she feels like she was born with two left feet made of stone. Yet Pennywise like ballroom dances with her in the middle of the forest and proves just how beautiful of a dancer she is? Please include a kiss at the end? Haters don’t matter >=/!”

Pairing: Pennywise x Reader

Warnings: None

A/N: You’re 18 in this imagine! And if you don’t want to read it don’t read it! I don’t want unnecessary drama and hate on my damn post like last time. Either stay tf off my account and imagines or read and enjoy both. Thank you that is all :) 

One last thing I posted 3 imagines ON A WEEKDAY when I had HOMEWORK FROM SCHOOL I’M SO PROUD OF MYSELF EVERYONE💁🙆 Lol okay I’ll stop now I’m sorry😂

“So Pennywise The Dancing Clown ya don’t say.” You smirked as you sat down on a tree trunk in the forest.

“I don’t really dance it’s just the identity of a clown that I picked up.” Pennywise defended as he shook his head.

“Mhmm sure there’s gotta be some truth to your name even though it’s not really your name.” 

“No no. No truth to it at all.” Pennywise chuckled nervously.

“Penny you’re lying you know I can tell right away when you are.” You informed as you crossed your arms and looked at him seriously.

“Okay fine I’m lying what do you want me to do about it?” He asked.

“Teach me how to dance.” You smiled as you stood up.

“You already know how to dance, I’ve seen you in school.” 

“That’s pop and hip hop dancing I’m not that good with ballroom dancing and anything that involves with dancing slowly. I feel like I was born with two left feet when it comes down to that.” You frowned. 

“That’s crazy!” Pennywise stated.

“Almost as crazy as you not eating me even though you’ve eaten half of the children in this town?” You asked.

“Even crazier.” Pennywise replied making you giggle.

“Well? Are you going to teach me or not?” You asked. 

“Why not. It wont hurt.” He shrugged. “But we need to make an adjustment.”

Before you could say anything Pennywise transformed into his tall, thin, handsome and slightly muscular human form. 

“Perfect.” He smiled as he looked at himself. 

“Indeed.” You thought. 

Pennywise wrapped one arm around your waist while you put your hand on his shoulder. Your right hand was on his left hand that was in the air extended to the side. 

“Ready?” He asked.

“As I’ll ever be.” You replied. 

“I will start with my left foot and you will start with your right foot. Now we will step, you step backwards and I’ll step forward.” Pennywise instructed.

You both looked down and you did exactly what he told you. 

“See there we go, not bad.” Pennywise complimented.

“Now we’ll be going back, side, together, forward, side, together. I know it’s a lot but I’ve got you just follow my lead.” He said and you smiled. 

After 5 minutes you and Pennywise were now dancing like professionals. You were being spun, dipped, carried and twirled. It was amazing you and Pennywise were having a lot of fun.  

Then the most unexpected thing happened. When Pennywise spun you one last time he pulled you into his chest. He stared into your eyes and started leaning in closer. You both were so close to each other that you could see the small details in each other’s eyes.

Pennywise closed his eyes and so did you taking advantage of the moment . Finally your lips crashed into each other’s as they moved in perfect sync. The feeling was amazing you and Pennywise both felt the exact same feeling. Butterflies, fireworks, tingles. But you pulled away as guilt and realization came over you.

“I’ve got to go.” You said.

“What no. Y/N did I do something wrong? Was it too quick?” Pennywise asked.

But you ignored him and you ran as fast as you could and jumped onto your motorcycle. You put on your helmet and hit the accelerator at full speed. You only made it down the block when Pennywise appeared 20 feet away from you.

You slammed on the brakes. When your motorcycle stopped it had literally stopped right in front of Pennywise. He held onto your motorcycle and used his telekinesis to put the screen of your helmet up, revealing your eyes.

“I’m not letting you go until you tell me what happened.” He said seriously.

“It’s wrong. That was all wrong. You’re not from here Penny I am, I’m human. This could never work out! I’ll grow old and what? You’ll still look like this!” You exclaimed.

“Darling it’s going to be okay. We can figure out something.” Pennywise pleaded as he walked over to you and looked into your eyes.

“I don’t know.” You sighed. 

“Please, trust me.” He said as he grabbed your hand and held it.

“Okay. We’ll figure it out. Together.” You smiled lightly as Pennywise embraced you into a gentle hug. You buried your face into his warm chest.

“As long as we’re together we’ll be alright beautiful.” Pennywise reassured you as he planted a kiss onto your forehead.

dreammeposts  asked:

I so desperately wanted somthing good today so I decided re-read some of your old posts. They all are so great! But I found out that there is no Saeran and V in request about Wedding night with RFA:(. Can you please do them too when you have time? These two guys really deserve something so sweet!

Thank you, you’re really sweet <3 I’m so glad I’m bringing you this much happiness, and feel free to alwways talk to me if you feel like it, okay?

So here it is:

Wedding night: Saeran and V 


Saeran

  • “Okay, I heard about runaway brides and runaway grooms, but this is crazy.” Zen stated to Jaehee.
  • “And the best man is missing too.” Jumin said. “What? Saeyoung isn’t here either?”
  • “No, I checked twice, the three of them just… disappeared.” Yoosung said breathlessly, as he came in running.
  • Nobody wanted to say it loud, but they were all thinking the same: the twins’ father. Did he take you as hostage and forced the tins to come with him without resistance?
  • You and Saeran let your phones in the hotel, Saeyoung had his, apparently, but it kept going to voicemail, which was already filled with messages from Yoosung.
  • Jumin was getting ready to send a force task after the three of you. But Saeyoung finally picked up. “Saeyoung, what’s happening? Are you okay? Are MC and Saeran okay?” Yoosung sounded desperate, but he was so relieved
  • “Yeah, they’re great! Just chill, bro.” “How can I chill? The bride and the groom are missing!” “They’re not missing, they’re fine and in the way of their honeymoon.” “What? How can they have a honeymoon without the wedding?” Zen asked as Yoosung put the call on speaker.
  • “Yeah, here’s the thing… there won’t be a wedding…” “What?” all of them asked at the same time. “Well, you should hear this from them, but they decided they aren’t ready for a wedding right now.” “But are they ready for honeymoon, huh?” Jumin asked, his personal beliefs were very clear here.
  • “Well, I’m not in the position to judge and neither are you. Let them be happy as they want. Okay, gotta go! Something just came up! Ba-bye!” he hangs up “Where were we?”
  • “The part about me taking this man to be my lawfully wedded husband?” you say, smiling. “Seriously, what kind of minister answers his phone in the middle of the vows?” Saeran glared at his brother.
  •  “I’m not a real minister, bro, I’m just doing this because you two insisted in having a smaller ceremony.” Really smaller, as it were only the three of you, and a squirrel walking by in the park you two chose to have this symbolic ceremony. So what if it wasn’t official? What you two shared felt official for a while now…
  • “Yeah, whatever. And what’s with the honeymoon thing? Tmi, stupid!” “Well, that was the only way to make them feel uncomfortable about asking anything else, you’re welcome. And can I say you’re very cute saying ‘tmi’, brother? You’re cute, Saeran” Saeyoung teased him.
  • Saeran was ready to pick up a fight, but you cupped his face with your hands, forcing him to focus on you. “This is not a moment to fight, this is about love, remember?” How could he forget? You looked like you just stepped out of one of his dreams, the ones he never thought he could have a few years ago.
  • “Yeah, of course. I’m sorry.” He said, blushing. You wanted to squeeze his cheeks, but that would only make him more flustered, and he hated being flustered in front of his brother. “That’s fine, I know you’re just nervous. Proceed, Minister Choi”
  • “Yes, sure. So, uhm… MC, do you take this man to be your lawfully wedded husband, to have and to hold, in sickness and in… ah, that’s boring and I’m not a real Minister, let’s go to the fun part… If there be anyone present who may show just and lawful cause why this couple may not be legally wed, let him speak now or forever hold his peace.” “There’s nobody here but us, idiot!” “What about the squirrel?”
  • “I swear in the name of the squirrel I’ll punch you, Saeyoung!” you glare at him, Saeran chuckles at your sudden change of mood. “Ahhh, don’t! Your punches really hurt! Uhmm… with the powers vested in me by Longcat, I now pronounce you wife and husband…”
  • “Aren’t you missing something?” Saeran asks impatiently. “Ah sure… You may kiss the bri…” Saeran didn’t even wait for his brother to finish, he pulled you for a kiss, not even caring if his brother was watching.
  • “Let’s go, Mr. Squirrel, I think honeymoon just started!” Saeyoung says, almost running out of there.

V

  • He didn’t show up to the bachelor party the night before the wedding, that itself felt a little suspicious.
  • Then he wasn’t in his room on the wedding day. Jumin, his best man, kept pacing back and forth, calling him every two minutes.
  • Nobody wanted to think of this, but they were all wondering if V disappeared because he realized he didn’t forget her completely… yes, this marriage thing was so sudden! Was he trying to force himself on forgetting her? Of course this wouldn’t end up well…
  • The RFA voted as Jaehee to talk to you, she was the only one that would sound alarming enough without getting you to panic. Also, the boys were too scared of seeing you cry.
  • You didn’t even flinch. Were you also expecting for something like this? “Don’t worry. We’ll find him.” You stated. Oh… not really, you just trusted him.
  • But as soon as she let you alone, you realized how scared you were. Would he be really capable of just abandoning you like this?
  • You needed some fresh air, so you sneaked out of the room. It was a beautiful late afternoon, the sky was a mix of orange, pink and purple…
  • That did a beautiful contrast to his turquoise hair. Yes, V was there, leaning by the porch in front of the beach. You weren’t sure if you should come close, he looked like he was in some kind of trance.
  •  “Jihyun?” you asked, and he turned suddenly, almost falling when he realized you were ready. You looked like a sea nymph, a goddess of the waters.
  • “MC, I… I’m sorry, I… you look stunning, my love.” “Thank you, I dressed like that for the wedding, you know? That one with the two of us?”
  • “Yes, of course. I apologize for losing track of time. Is everybody mad at me?” “No, they’re just worried, I suppose.”
  • “Are you worried?” “Well, I… there’s this part of me who tells me not to get worried. We love each other and we want to share a whole life!” “But…”
  • “But there’s this other part of me, the one that remembers that… she is somewhere in Alaska right now… getting better. What if she gets really better, V? Will you leave me for her?” BOOM! There it was…
  • “MC, the bullet I took for her… is out of my body, but I still feel the pain. Not physically, but it let a mark on me, a reminder that no matter what I did for her, all that was left for me when it comes to her is… pain.”
  • “And when it comes to me…?” “I feel like I’m under the most beautiful sky in the world. You remind me, that no matter how wide is the world, I can spread my horizons ever further when I’m with you.” Oh… wow.
  • “I love you, MC. I wish I can put in more proper words, but… I don’t know the words that express how much I love you.” He held your hand and hugged you tenderly.
  • “Now I believe a wedding should be in session, right?” “Can we stay like this just a little longer?” you asked and he chuckled. “Anything you want, my angel.”

This was an additon to this post~