#god.......

when joan baez doesn't change the pronouns in love songs so she serenades you gayly

Wedding day vibes with Ran but I text him from the house saying I'm getting really overwhelmed because everyone's running around and fretting over me and I'm about to cry and ruin the makeup because I just want 15 minutes to breathe and get a drink so he storms over from the reception venue, and everyone's trying to keep him back saying he's not supposed to see me till we walk down the aisle, and he's pushing them all the way, fuming and yelling that if they don't "get the fuck out and give my soon to be wife some room, I'm going to end the day by putting a bullet in all of you" and they're filing out mumbling about how he's so unreasonable. Bur he comes over, the softest fondest smile splitting his face, gives me a hug and grabs a drink and asks if I'm okay. He says I look so beautiful, so pretty, even without the dress and makeup on, how he can't wait to see me down the aisle later, how I'm his wife already and a ceremony isn't going to change that, how he can't wait till he's my husband.

qimir touched hands w osha once and now he's gonna be constantly using the lightsaber as an excuse to touch hands again like... touch starved much?