Uncle Rick casually did not say it but they’re dating
Maybe it’s cuz (as we all know) Magnus is an oblivious little dork and probs didn’t see it
But they’re dating
They’ve been dating since they met each other
Well, not really
They’ve been acting like bfs ever since they met each other
Hearth is always cold and Blitzen always gives him his jacket
Even in the middle of freakin summer
(sorry I love Cold!Hearthstone)
It’s gotten to the point where Blitzen doesn’t even need the jacket. He just brings it cuz he knows Hearth might need it
Alex and Sam know
They’ve known ever since they met Blitz and Hearth
And they don’t even need to ask them if they’re together
Cuz they know
Everyone in the whole frickin universe knows
The gods know
Frickin Percy Jackson knows
Random strangers know
Magnus still doesn’t know
He knows that Blitz and Hearth consider him as their child but he doesn’t know
He’s too oblivious
Then they say “Yo Magnus we getting married” or something like that idk
And Magnus is just like
“Whhhhhaaaaaaaa???” And sitting there like an idiot his mouth hanging open
“Should we tell him?” Sam asks Alex.
“Nah. let him suffer,” Alex says. They giggle (okay Sam and Alex would be the best sibling friends ever. fight me)
So ye Magnus is blubbering and then finally he’s like
“This is a joke, right?”
And then Blitzen just kisses Hearth, which makes him blush a lot
And Magnus is still sitting there rlly confused
Now lets take the rest of the gang out of the picture for a sec
Hearth makes waffles all the time
He loves waffles
Like a lot
He eats too many waffles
(”You can never have enough waffles,” he tells Blitzen when he complains.)
Blitzen thinks it’s cuz he doesn’t know how to cook (he can’t cook himself tbh)
But boy is he wrong
Their first official fancy date (meaning they didn’t just order pizza and yell at the characters in their tv show) (they probably watch like, America’s Top Model or something and Blitzen comments on their horrible fashion choice idk)
But Hearth makes dinner on their first date
It is legit the food u get at fancy restaurants and stuff
“And to think I thought u could only make waffles,” Blitzen says, stuffing his face full. Everything is delicious. Hearth blushes.
“I like waffles,” Hearth signs. To this day he stull makes a butload of waffles and makes cookies a lot
Like he loves making cookies
Their house smells like chocolate chip cookies
All the frickin time
Magnus loves it bc he likes to stuff his face with cookies
He’s probably like me and will shove twenty cookies in his mouth
He’s like that toddler that will steal cookies off the tray as soon as they come out and shove them in his mouth before Hearth catches him
Like Hearth will turn to put another batch in after he takes a tray out and when he turns back the cookies are gone
He always blames Blitzen
And Blitzen always blames Alex
And Alex is saying that they’re all a bunch of idiots bc Magnus isn’t sneaky at all and he literally has cookies in his mouth and their in his pockets like c’mon guys he has chocolate smeared on his face
Oh ye Magnus and Alex visit a lot
Like a lot
Like all the time
Like they have their own rooms there
Both of them
(they just there for the free cookies and waffles)
Alex likes to steal Blitz and Hearth’s wifi
“It’s not stealing Alex if they give you the wifi password”
“Shut up Maggie!”
Hearth is always curling up on Blitzen and just randomly falling asleep
He’s like a cat that just will fall asleep and ur scared to move it cuz u don’t want to wake it up
He falls asleep on Blitzen and Blitzen doesn’t dare move
Alex and Magnus end up having to be his personal servants for the day
You can get married at 16 in most parts of the world if you have parental/guardian permission. You don’t even need it in Scotland. Most of my friends had babies before they turned 18. Quite a few of them got married before we graduated. Things happen, yo.
High key think that if makoto proposed it wld b as a spur in the moment kind of thing like theyd be walking or watching a film n he'd just b like yo we shld get married and then try to take back what he said but boi too late lmao
i have so many requests i should be writing instead but o shit made this a teeny scenario as well wh00pz
“Fucking married couples,” Hanamiya cursed as the rest of the restaurant were clapping for the newly weds, “we’ll be way less annoying.”
“We? Are you proposing to me?” You smiled cheekily at him, a teasing glint in your eye that disappeared with urgency when Hanamiya responded,
“Yeah- what the hell- marry me.”
also though i feel like he could also propose in a huge, potentially violent, argument with his s/o
“You don’t love me! I’ve always been a toy!” you hissed in anger, backing away from the man with clenched fists and a frame that towered over you.
“[Y/N]- don’t be a paranoid bitch,” his words were cold as he looked down at you with an emotion very similar to contempt.
“Oh, I’m paranoid? I’m paranoid?” Getting higher and higher, your voice outlined what would be progressively extreme hysteria.
“You’re fucking paranoid because I fucking love you so marry me, damn it.”
So are you saying Lucius or Narcissa NEVER walked in on Drastoria?
Are you kidding, I highly doubt Lucissa even caught Drastoria hand holding until Draco was like ‘Yo this is my gf, we’re getting married one day, be warned she said yes already’. Any shennanigans Drastoria did were NOT under the roof of Death eater couple supreme, these kids were raised during the second Wizarding war in the SLYTHERIN nest of vipers, secrets had to be kept secrets when paranoia could save your skin in their time. If anything Draco was super careful of his parents even knowing he was dating a rumored blood traitor, let alone having sex with her. And Astoria had an older sister, if Daphne didn’t teach Astoria how to ward her room the moment clothes started coming off then she wasn’t a Slytherin.
Astoria was all about people not finding out she was even sexually active before marriage, she was already dating an ex death eater, no need to add slut shaming to the bad press, her PR needed to be kept clean. Drastoria has always been vigilant about the way people talk about them and how it affects how they are treated so they are super extra careful about exposing any dirty laundry that could be used as blackmail. Even Scorpius thinks his parents have a totally vanilla sex life because their room is soundproofed and their kinky closet is warded under blood magic. Sure Lucissa knew Draco was having sex with Astoria but they never caught anything so nobody can prove that Astoria wasn’t a virgin in her wedding day (can’t prove she was a virgin either) but that’s neither here nor there
And I saw a post about this blonde girl with another man and realized it was beenzino’s girlfriend.
So I said “yo zino’s girlfriend is married!”
And we dug into the tags of beenzino, jay park, and stefanie michova.
THE KHH TEA WAS SPILT ALL OVER SOCIAL MEDIA
BASICALLY what had happened was…
Stefanie was married to some guy back in Germany (idk if they still are.) And she had a thing with Dumbfoundead and Danny from LA a while ago. Danny from LA cheated on his wife is/was pregnant with her and other girls. She tried to get with Jay but he said nah son imma make a song about it instead. So JAY wrote 2NDTHOTS (play on words) calling her out on her hoeness. (read the lyrics)
Jay said on twitter and ig that it’s not about anyone specific… but this song is too conveniently recent to not be about her.
Jay and Zino had beef, but nothing too major, in the past. (that’s what I heard and read.)
Beenzino released a song called Up All Night- talking about a break up
CHA CHA MALONE IS A FREAKING SAVAGE AND MVP: he tweeted “Next Song Title: #Exposed”
So Beenzino hasn’t made any statements or comments on the situation, I don’t know if they’re still together after this mess, but Zino deserves better and Jay Park will be forever the Drake of KHH.
Point of the story is that Stefanie was using KHH rappers for fame and I think there’s so much more to the story that a lot of us aren’t piece together.
If you want to read what others are saying then check out the tags of beenzino, jay park, and stefanie michova.
Sitting in the breakfast area with your bags in hand, you and Spencer gulp
down glasses of water, neither of you having a particularly present
appetite at the moment.
“Well, there’s the happy couple!” a jolly
man with a pot belly bellows over the breakfast room. “How was the,
uh…wedding night?” he asks, jostling Spencer with his elbow as he
wiggles his eyebrows. “I bet she’s a bucker, huh?” he muses, winking
at Spencer as his face flushes different shades of red.
Giggling at his uncomfortable
state, you take the man by the hand and smooth out your voice. “Sir, I
believe last night was, erm…was more conducted by our…altered
state…than our hearts.”
“Ah…I see,” he says, sighing
drastically, “We get a lot of those around here. Repressed people who
want to let loose and open up, and before you know it, they’re married
and asking for annulments.”
“T-then you can help us?” Spencer stutters, his face slowly returning back to its original color.
“Yes, I can…but it’s Saturday, kiddos,” he says, slapping Spencer’s shoulder. “No one can help you until Monday.”
your eyes and sighing, you lean back into your chair as Spencer takes
the reigns. “Sir? There was something about…uh…about a honeymoon
written on a piece of paper in our suite?”
“Ah, yes. I wanted to
write a little reminder for you guys! Sometimes couples get so caught
up in the romance of things that they forget about it. I set up a
wake-up call and everything!”
“Well.” Spencer says, adjusting himself in the chair, “That’s very kind of you…but, since we didn’t actually mean to get married…”
I know what you’re saying,” the pot-bellied man holds up his hands.
“And say no more, I can get you a refund for the honeymoon. Just give
me one second.”
Hearing him sigh in relief, you gulp down the last of your water.
“Coffee. I need coffee,” you say, pushing your chair back as you grab your still-throbbing head, hustling over to the percolating coffee machine.
Swallowing hard, the emotion welling in your throat again, you bang your forehead against the machine, knowing that
Spencer is watching but not caring about what he sees. You cannot
believe you had been so reckless. How could you have been so careless!?
You have been careful all of your life: careful not to get too drunk,
careful not to fail any classes, careful to correctly defend your decisions in life, careful to choose the right college,
careful not to make your parents upset, careful not to lose your
virginity to any man willy-nilly…
Well, that one was easy…it’s not like you were brimming with possibilities.
Finally fixing your coffee, you venture back to your seat to a disappointed-looking Spencer.
“Don’t tell me…the honeymoon isn’t refundable.”
“Not the one we chose, no,” he says, putting his head in his hands and rubbing his eyes with his palms.
Furrowing your brow, you couldn’t remember that part. “Did he happen to say which one it was?”
Nodding slowly, he says, “Yeah…something about a trip to a vineyard in California, a bed and breakfast on site, and-”
“-horse-drawn carriage rides every night until the sun sets?”
his brow, he looks up at you for the first time since that morning.
“You remember?” he says, sounding a little surprised, “That’s
incredible, I can’t even remember that.”
“No…not exactly,” you say, casting your eyes down at your coffee cup, feeling your stomach start to retch again.
alright, Y/N,” Spencer reaches out his hand and puts it on top of
yours. “We’ll get ourselves out of this. We can go…since we are on vacation…have a good time,
drink some wine, pamper ourselves a bit, and when we get back to work, we can remove our rings
and wait patiently for the paperwork to push thru. The man says we can
fill out all the stuff needed before we leave and stick it in the paralegal’s box to be
processed on Monday.”
Nodding slowly to yourself, you felt your entire body wanting to shake.
A California vineyard and a horse-drawn carriage.
Even at your drunkest, you still couldn’t let go of it.
Filling out your side of the paperwork, you seal it in a manila envelope, along with Spencer’s, and push it thru the slot into the paralegal’s office.
will call you Monday morning to let you know that the paperwork has been sent thru the right channels, and once you receive email confirmation that the process has
been started, it should take 6-8 weeks for the paperwork to finalize and annul the marriage.”
Nodding your head, the man helps you into the carriage, Spencer closely behind, as he continues to rattle off information.
“At some point in time during the process, someone will contact you both to make sure that you are still on track for the annulment. We aren’t expecting you to change your minds, but it helps us to double-check in case some romance has taken place,” he says as he leads you both out front.
carriage,” he continues, “…while not horse-drawn on account of one of the horses giving
birth…will take you to the airport, which will then fly you in to California, where a driver will be waiting with a sign that says “The Reids” to take you to the BnB that you will be residing in for the
Nodding slowly, you sink back into your carriage chair. You couldn’t believe this was happening. You were actually taking a honeymoon.
After getting married.
To the place where your heart had been broken.
How full-circle, you thought.
Hearing the door shut, the carriage jumps to life as the engine sputters, slowly carrying you off down the road.
won’t be that bad,” Spencer tries to reassure you. “Even if we only
have one room, I can sleep on the floor, or the couch, and we can go off
and do our own little things, and hey. Maybe they will have another
room open, and we won’t even have to share!” he says
hopefully, trying to lift your spirits.
“Yeah, sounds nice,” you
robotically reply, gazing out the window at the slow-going scenery
change as you approach the airport.
Getting out of the carriage, you shew Spencer’s hand away as he tries to help you out.
“I’m fine, Reid, I can get it myself,” you snip.
“Just trying to help,” he mutters, bending down and grabbing both of your bags.
sorry,” you say, turning towards him, tugging your bag away from him.
“This is just…an absolutely insane scenario!” you yelp, throwing your
free hand above your head as the emotion pools in your chest. “I never
expected to ever lose my virginity, much less get married, and here I
am…married to a man that can’t stand my presence, who was forced to try and bond with me under his boss’s orders…and we wind up married.”
As Spencer licks his bottom lip slowly, gazing down at his feet, you chuckle lightly as you shake your head, “And I’m still a virgin!”
As you turn to walk towards the airport kiosk, ready to obtain your plane tickets, Spencer catches your arm, urging you to turn around and look at him.
“Y-you…you think I can’t stand your presence?” he asks, furrowing his brow as you sense the hurt in his voice.
Cocking your head, you take another deep swallow as the emotion threatens to overcome you again. “Spencer…now is not the time to get all sentimental.
With all of the diva crap you threw back in the hotel room, I’m
surprised I’m not in tears by how disgusted you are at the prospect of even waking up in the same room with me, much less waking up in the same bed and finding out that we are married,” you state matter-of-factly.
“I wasn’t…I didn’t…yo-”
You hold up your hand, closing your eyes as you feel the tears start to prickle, willing him to stop before this situation becomes even worse.
Taking a deep breath, you slowly let your hand drop, sighing deeply as Spencer is rendered speechless. You two obtain your tickets and check your suitcases, silently meandering thru the airport until you wind up at the huge illuminated flight board, both of your eyes darting around for your flight gate.
“Gate E4…” you mumble, looking down at your ticket, making sure that it matches before you start off.
“Yeah…E4,” Spencer says, looking back over at you, your eyes glazed over as you continue to stare up at the hypnotizing board.
“Y/N?” he says.
“Yeah?” you say, looking over at him, your eyes red but your tears never falling.
“I never meant to make you feel that way,” he says, reaching for your shoulder. “I just…I was just as scared and taken aback as you were. I mean, you weren’t too enthused with my…well, you know…touching you and everything.”
Looking down at your feet, you slowly step away from Spencer’s body, feeling his heat radiate towards you.
“I’m sorry if I made you feel bad or…or not…desirable…in any way,” you say, stumbling over what words to use. “I mean, it would have been kind of weird if I would’ve said, ‘Oh, how nice. That feels nice newly-wedded brewery-husband of mine.’“
And as he lightly chuckles at your joke, the first smile since that morning slowly spread across your face as Spencer turns his body towards the hallway you two needed to navigate.
“Come on,” he says, his face slowly fading back to it’s original color, “The gate’s this way.”