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Here’s some things Barry knew about Lup.

Number one: She left pens everywhere and got frustrated when she couldn’t find them again. It was a habit developed over their time on the Starblaster, because when they first joined, she would never leave any of her shit anywhere. Barry made sure to carry an extra pen with him at all times, stuffed away in his pocket. She told him that he was her “Pen Pal” and he laughed.

Number two: She had the worst bedhead. Having curls and shifting around in bed every five minutes wasn’t the best combination. The borrowed sleep cap from Lucretia was somewhere on their floor, lost forever. When Barry woke up in the morning before Lup had even opened her eyes, he liked to stare and fiddle with the curls. He loved them. It was something that made Lup so... so Lup.

When he found a spell that got rid of bedhead entirely, he practiced endlessly so he could see the utter astonishment on Lup’s face when she woke up. He told Lucretia about the spell, too, and a little while later, they had to have mercy on Taako.

Number three: She was prone to recklessness in times of grief. The first time this came up is when Taako died on cycle twenty-six without her. Barry had seen her grief-stricken upon the passing of other crewmates, but with Taako, she had no one to reel her in again, no one to hold her back. It wasn’t that she was trying to head into dangerous situations and more that she didn’t know how to avoid them.

Number four: She was the most beautiful person in existence. No question, no argument. Lup was literally the most beautiful person Barry had ever seen in his life- in his multiple lives. There was a beast that roamed the woods of cycle thirty-four, that lured in victims with the most beautiful thing in their lives. Barry was half-glad no one could see him entranced, following Lup’s face blindly through the forest. 

Number five: Lup did everything to her fullest. She wore her heart on her sleeve, but not in the way that got her hurt. She fought the Hunger with everything she had. She laughed the loudest. She gave the best, most fulfilling hugs. Her grin was made of fire and her words were made of sliver and when she kissed him, he felt like he had a chance to live freely again, unburdened by the world.

Number six: He loved her. He loved her and for as long as she would have him, he would not be letting go.

Number seven: There’s no else he’d rather marry today.

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“Shit,” Lup said, her voice thick with tears. Barry blushed, ducking his head. The silent tension that had built up during his vows broke, the warm air filled with love and reverence. “Now my vows are gonna sound like shit!”

“Nah, they won’t,” Barry said, catching her hand. She squeezed tightly, looking up at him. “Whenever you’re ready, hon.”

“Better be soon ‘cause I’m sweating my ass off through this suit,” Merle said from where he stood in front of them. Barry let off a choked laugh and Lup threw her head back, grinning.

“Okay, okay,” she said, once they had all calmed back down said. She looked him in the eye, smile still tugging on their lips, and said,

“Babe, there’s no one else I’d rather four-twenty blaze it with for the rest of my life. Let’s go get that bread, huh?”

i hit 500 followers!! and so to award that i decided to do an art thing! here are the rules:

send me me a character (to my art blog, @sam-and-crystal)

send me the sexuality you headcanon for that character

and i will draw the character in those pride colors (sorta like a palette challenge)

i’ll reblog all arts on here!

i’ll only take about 10 or so requests, maybe more, but if i get 500 requests then I won’t do all of them. I’ll try my best, though!!

clean it up??? I’LL SWIM IN THIS CONFETTI UNTIL THE DAY I DIE!!!!