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verenahx · 9 months

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I'd like to request a Sihtric x reader where they marry each other in secret. The rest is all up to you! 🥰

This is such a lovely and cute request. Here it is, hope you like it 🤭

The Gods between us

Requested by: @sihtricfedaraaahvicius a wonderful blogger and writer <3

Pairing: Sihtric x reader

Summary: see request

Warnings?: fluff, mentions of violence, extra cute Sihtric

Side note: English it’s my third language so I apologize for all the grammar mistakes

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Your hands ached, you were digging your nails into your skin as your father yelled at you for the millionth time. According to him, you did not behave like a real lady, since you loved to go out with your friends to the taverns to dance at night. It wasn't bad at all, your spirit was free and he loved the emotion, after all you were just another young woman from Wessex.

'I forbid you, do you hear me? You are neither a man nor a whore to be going out to taverns at night!' your father yells at you as he raises his hand in the air

'But father I-' you try to defend yourself but you are cut by his hand on your cheek, he had hit you, again.

If it wasn't your father you would say he was an abuser, but you had respect and fear for him just to have those thoughts.

'Don't you dare speak miss! Just shut up and listen, or else I'll send you to a convent to be educated under God's watchful eye, do you understand me?...Now go and cook dinner' he yells at you before I can go and cook dinner.

You hated him, you just hated the fact that he treated you that way, yes, he was your father and you loved him, but he couldn't hit you or treat you like that. You knew of his sudden change in behavior after your mother's death two years ago. You didn't blame him at all, he was hurt, just like you, but it wasn't a reason to hit you every day.

So you did, you cooked your father dinner and served it to him, but before it you put some herbs to make him fall asleep faster and deeper. after so, you proceeded to wait until he had fallen asleep, when he did, you changed yourself into a nice dress and headed out to the tavern with your friends.

You danced, laughed and drunk until you couldn’t anymore. Your feet hurt, but you couldn’t complain at all, after all it had been your choice to escape your father and go have fun with your friends at the tavern. Before it was too late, you decided to head back home. You run through the streets of Wessex until you arrived to your house, once in you changed your clothes again and headed to bed, at least to sleep some hours before you had to wake up and start your daily chores.

Days went by, and your father didn’t seem to notice the fact that you had been drugging him every night to go out with your friends. Yes, it could sound horribly, but you preferred a sleepy father over a beating father.

Everything seemed to be going perfectly, until tonight, you had given your dad the tea to get him fall asleep, but he didn’t drink it, but of course, you didn’t notice because you were too invested about todays night.

As you were leaving your room and heading to your main door, your dad stepped out and took you by your hair.

‘Where are you going little slut?’ he yelled as he held your hair tighter and pulling it.

‘Father…I-it is not what you think’ you tried to excuse yourself but you couldn’t finish because you felt your fathers hand across your face. He had hit you, again.

‘I’m done with you, that’s it…tomorrow you are leaving this house. I don’t care what you want or believe, but god does not approve of you, you are a failure under his eyes. You will leave’ your dad finished before biting your head against the door frame, which made you faint.

The morning came, and when you wake up, still laying on the floor, your head was hurting and you had been bleeding for a while. You got up holding into what you could and tried to walk, it was difficult, as you felt dizzy. Suddenly, your father stepped into the room.

‘Dress and behave, meet me outside in five minutes. I’ll take you to your husband’ he said while leaving the house.

Husband? You were about to be wed to a man you’ve never met before? No, you thought. That couldn’t be possible. You preferred over a thousand times to be sent to a monastery to become a nun. You weren’t going to marry that man. You would do whatever it took to avoid it.

You dressed up, as your dad said, but you weren’t going to behave, all the way around, you were going to become the worst version of yourself.

Once you were ready you went outside and met your father.

‘Good, now let’s go. He doesn’t like to wait’ he says while tailing you by the arm and making his way across the streets of Wessex. This was your moment, this was your perfect opportunity.

‘I’m not leaving father!’ You yelled leading all the attention towards you. You saw how many people was starting to look at you and your dad, so you continued to scream.

‘You can’t force me! I didn’t know about this marriage!’ you kept yelling through the streets until you caught the eye of certain group of men. Uhtred of Bebbanburg and his boys. You looked at people, begging them for help through your eyes, expressing your fear and urge to scape, but no one seemed to move a finger. Not until your eyes landed on the most beautiful man you had ever seen.

He was tall, his hair was shaved on the sides but longer in the middle, and his eyes, those beautiful two coloured eyes, shining with the sun, but there was an issue, he was a Dane, which meant that his beliefs and your were completely different. There was no way he could help you. But he did. He approached your dad and stopped him.

‘Excuse me sir, I think that’s not the way to treat a lady. You are hurting her’ he spoke with a melodic voice. You were enchanted by it.

‘I can treat my daughter however I please, so move, you are blocking my way’ your father said madly while taking you by the arm more roughly, making you sight in pain.

‘That’s it sir, no one harms a woman’ the Dane said before punching your father in the face, which made him free your arm and fall to the ground. ‘You are free now lady, do as you please. No man should tell you who to marry and what to do’ he said while checking your arm. You had a bruise, nothing that you hadn’t had before.

‘Thanks…if it wasn’t for you I don’t know what I would have done’ you said with a small smile. You really were mesmerized by him. ‘But my father’ you began to say ‘Your father will no longer harm you, if you wish, you can come with us to our village. You’ll be free there, and no one will tell you what to do’ he said while offering you his hand.

You took his hand and accepted the offer, you didn’t think about it, you just did it, you wanted an opportunity to leave your life behind and start a new one. While walking away, you could hear your father yelling from behind, but you didn’t turn around, you kept walking with the Dane to his horse. After so, you ride with him and with the other man to Coccham. You learned their mames and the story of how they met and became what they now were.

Months had passed, and now you were fully installed in Coccham and living with Sihtric. He was kind when you first arrived there to let you live with him. You both accorded that once you could own a house you would move, but you didn’t. Sihtric and you found comfort in each other, and eventually, he started courting you.

‘My lady’ Sihtric says while closing the house door. ‘I’ve got you something…but close your eyes my Goddes’ he says while taking your hands and giving you some flowers.

‘My love, they are beautiful! Thank you…but what is the occasion?’ You ask while giving him a kiss on his cheek.

‘Every day is an occasion with you my lady, and I want this to continue forever…that’s why I want to wed you my goddess’ he says while taking you by the waist and facing you.

‘Wed me? You want to marry me Sihtric? But what about the Gods between us? Will God approve? Because in my beliefs it is a sin my love’ you say while looking down to the flowers.

‘Of course I want to marry you my goddess, and I don’t care if your god refuses of you, my gods will accept you with me…the gods between us wasn’t never a barrier that could tear us apart. It was a challenge to prove our love. So what do you say? Can I marry you?’ Sihtric says while kneeling down and taking your hands.

‘Yes! Yes my love, of course you can marry me. I love you so much’ you say while taking his face and kissing him.

Sihtric had never told you this, but he had been watching you since the day you caught his eyes on the tavern when you were dancing with your friends. He was mesmerized by the way your body moved along with the music, and the way your hair moved…you seemed like a goddes for him, and he wondered if that was what Christians said angels looked like. Because in his eyes you were one. So every time he would visit Wessex he would secretly look at you every time, seeing your father abuse you in the day but seeing you become your true self at night. Wanting so desperately to save you from that place you would call hell.

‘Tomorrow, when the sun sets, we will marry in secret, so no one will question our beliefs and sins. I’ll marry you between the light of the sun what you call god and the light of the stars what I call gods’ Sihtric declares before kissing you again.

That night you felt asleep in his arms, and before you knew, the sun was shining high in the sky, which meant a new day. You dressed up and got ready for the day. Sihtric wasn’t home, which you supposed that he would be out with Uhtred and Finan.

You walked out of your house and decided to go to the market to buy some herbs. You wandered around until you heard some people gathering in the main area of the village. Triggered by the it, you walked over just to see your father riding a horse. He looked different, his clothes were more luxurious and he had guards behind him.

‘Who are you?’ Uhtred said suddenly while appearing from nowhere, followed by Finan and Sihtric.

‘I’m a member from the kings council and I’m here to take what one of your men took from me, my daughter’ he declared while looking around.

‘No one was stolen from you, she decided to follow her own path sir, we do not want any issues with you or with the crown, so if you are smart enough you’ll leave’ Uhtred continues talking.

Suddenly, your fathers eyes landed on yours and he hopped off the horse. ‘You little slut! You are coming back home with me. Your husband is still waiting for you, your new husband, a richer one’ he says while making his way to you, but before he could reach you, Sihtric stepped out and took him by the arm.

‘Don’t you dare to put a hand on her, or I’ll cut it. I’ll have no issue with doing so’ Sihtric says while pudding you gently behind him.

‘You are the one who took her from me, a Dane…a filthy killer. Give her to me or I’ll get you killed’ your father teases.

‘I dare you, try. And see who wins. But you won’t take her, she belongs here, she belongs with me now’ Sihtric spits out on a demanding tone.

‘Belongs to you? Have you disgraced her? Is she your woman now? That whore…‘ your father talks.

‘I’ve not sir, but I’ll do it right now under your eyes if you do not shut up your mouth’ the Dane says.

‘Sihtric, stop it’ Uhtred talks now ‘take her away…I’ll make charge of him’ he declares.

Sihtric left your father go and took you gently by your hand leading you back home. Once inside he hugged you and reassured you that no one, no matter who would take you away from his side, you were his woman, his goddess, his love, his life. You were his to praise and to defend.

The day went by, and your father was held in the main building guarded by Uhtred’s men. Sihtric had told him and Finan about marrying you. So just the two of them would know. Uhtred agreed on marrying the both of you this afternoon, when the sun was about to set.

You dressed up in a beautifully white dress with silver decorations and a fur cape. Your hair was half braided, showing both religions. Your devotion to god and the acceptance towards your fiance beliefs.

Once dressed, you met with Sihtric under a big tree a bit away from the village, where Uhtred and Finan were already waiting.

When making your way towards them, you saw Sihtric’s eyes water a bit and a smile grew on your face.

I’m his eyes, you were the most beautiful woman he had ever seen, with your beautiful white dress and your braided hair similar to the one of his culture he couldn’t contain his tears, he was completely and entirely in love with you.

‘We are reunited today, under the presence of God and the Gods to unite this two souls in marriage until death till them apart. Even in Heaven and Valhalla this two souls will make their way to each other. Now, take your hands and repeat your vows’ Uhtred says while giving Sihtric a nod to start.

‘I, Sihtric Kjartansson, take you, y/n, to my wedded wife, to have and to hold from this day forward, for better for worse, for richer for poorer, for fairer or fouler, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death us depart, according to my Gods holy ordinance; and thereunto I plight thee my troth’ Sihtric says for you to repeat after him.

As he does, you repeat your vows. Taking his hands firmly and giving him a big smile. You could not believe it, you were marrying this beautiful Dane man that soon you would be able to call husband.

‘You may kiss the bride’ Uhtred concludes with a smile while watching his friend marrying the woman of his life.

Sihtric took you by the waist and pulled you in for a kiss, this was the most passionate and filled with emotion one that he had ever give you. And of course, you kissed him back with the same intensity.

As you kissed you heard Finan hurray for the both of you, which made you both laugh. And smile back at them.

It couldn’t have been more perfect, even if you had married in secret and under the judging eyes of your God and the Gods, there was nothing that could tear you apart now, not even your father.

Once you were home, Sihtric took your hands again and kissed them. After that, he placed one hand on your cheek and the other one in your waist.

‘Trust me my love, I’ll love you forever, and don’t worry about the man you call father, he won’t steal you from me…and he will know tonight, when I make you mine. He will hear that you belong to me and just me as you scream my name’ he whispers on your ear while kissing your neck.

‘Come on my goddess, I promise you that you will now reach heaven’ Sihtric says while taking your hand and leading you to the bedroom.

And he did, he did what he promised, he made you reach heaven and made sure that your father and even the gods could hear you be his.

Because after all not even the gods between you could keep you apart, as you became one in your wedding night.

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#sihtric kjartansson x reader #sihtric x you #sihtric #fanfic #the last kingdom #secret marriage #daddy issues

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pollyna · 2 years

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Warlock designs them because the kids deserve something nice to remember the whole experience by. It's just a patch but it has two daggers meeting in the middle with a little F/A-18E to complete the scene. Hondo offers to iron them on the jackets and ends up giving a lesson on how to iron things to a group adults. It's pretty funny and the photos Solomon takes are even better. He asks Maverick if he needs his ironed too and he smiles before saying no thank you, I have someone waiting home before leaving the base for a month. His answer isn't really an answer but Hondo has worked with him long enough to know he isn't going to get a much better explanation.

They, collectively, see him at the briefing thirty one days after, all twelve with their patch on the jacket and Maverick's is proudly occupying a spot under the one of his first squadron. He seems relaxed, his skin a little darker and a ring is decorating his left hand, on his fourth finger. The strangest things is that he's smiling and he seems free and light as the wind itself while he walks around the Naval complex. Cyclone jocks that some poor soul finally agreed to marry him and Fitz looks at Rooster for answer he doesn't have. Maverick smiles at them and doesn't answer a single question they have related to his private life but, on the other hand, he has an idea too many on what to do with them now: he talks about a permanent base and of maintaining their formations as permanent. He talks about training them for something new and a little different without going in too many details and to let them teach some of the classes for the new TOP GUN round. He talks and talks for almost an hour straight and not even Cyclone knows what to say to him or how to stop him. Hondo finds it hilarious and the ideas are actually pretty good and they can make it happen for real this time, not as for the others hundreds of projects Mav always has around his mind. At the end they have to reschedule the whole meeting because the Admirals have to study all the new projects and they have to evaluate what is possible and what is not.

Even the office seem different when the whole squad, and Hondo, arrives in front of it. It looks homier and there are so many new photos and books and things that weren't around before. There's a couch on the right side of the room and it's green with a pillow too many on it, but Maverick isn't there. Phoenix is looking at the window, the one she swears he always has closed, when she notice that someone is sitting on banch in a garden she didn't even know they had around. It's two someone's, one of them is Maverick and the other one is a tall blond man who is looking right in his eyes and smiling while he shares is lunch with the Captain. He has a golden ring on his left hand too and when he kisses Maverick their cheeks are a little red and their giggling like little girls and they seem so happy to the point that Phoenix finds herself laughing softly too. Oh, so he's back Rooster says softly and only now she realises they're all watching at the same thing. That's Mav's husband, they were a part for almost two years and before that they were the worst kept secret of the Navy. Everyone is looking back at the garden and Maverick has his husband's face between his hands and they're kissing, and kissing a little more.

A week from that moment on Mav's door and desk the new plates will announce you're in the presence of the Rare Admiral Pete Maverick Mitchell-Kazansky.

#hi today i basked in the sun a little and got a shot of sertonin i hadn't expected and we could see Switzerland from our side of the lake!#i was never been that closed to the border without actually passing it or w/o walking pats in mountain!#i got a lil sunburn but even that it's okay honestly 🌈#so here's a lil treat #pete maverick mitchell #solomon warlock bates #hondo coleman #the dagger squad #tom iceman kazansky (mentioned)#secret relationship #secret marriage #they go public in the quietest and less maverick's way possibile #tom beats cancer because is important to always remember FUCK CANCER #for once the kids don't recognise ice not at first at least #he's just mav's hubby for like 1 minute #icemav #top gun: maverick #post tpg: maverick #otp: i heard from the heavens that clouds have been grey

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putting-the-bi-in-bau · 4 months

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For @chaotic-librarian for the Criminal Minds 2023 Holiday Gift Exchange!

You asked for: HotchReid secretly married and have rings but only wear them at home But Rossi/Morgan/[insert BAU member] comes by as a surprise after a case left Hotch/Reid (as applicable) hurt only to not only find the other man there but there are rings on their fingers and so they awkwardly come out to the visitor

I hope I delivered everything you wanted <3

Thanks again @cmgiftexchange for organising this awesome event for us all

#Criminal Minds 2023 Holiday Gift Exchange #hotchreid #secret marriage #fanfiction #for @chaotic-librarian #aaron hotchner #spencer reid #criminal minds fanfiction #2023

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hoomandoescosplay · 2 months

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Mrs. Lawliet | L Lawliet x Reader

Chapters 1 and 2 are posted! Use this link to read it!

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lovemesomechenford · 1 year

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Starting Forever Now

Summary: Tim and Lucy got married. This is the story of how Mid Wilshire finds out they were dating in the first place.

Author’s note: This is the first fic I’ve ever written in my life. I got introduced and then addicted to exclusively reading Chenford AO3 and Tumblr blogs a year ago, and haven’t stopped reading since. I’ve had so many ideas and definitely offered up some prompts from time to time for other writers, but this is my firstborn. I thought of her (I guess it’s a her lol) in the shower early today and haven’t been able to put the idea down. I really hope y’all love reading the fic as much as I loved writing her. I decided not to beta her, so any advice on my writing is greatly appreciated. Kudos and comments are always welcomed as well.

Also posted on AO3: here!

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Lucy goes into Adam Watch Commander Sergeant Grey’s office to request for a bunch of forms, including change of address, notification of a inter-departmental relationship, update on dependents, and change of badge name. Sgt Grey is hesitant and downright confused because last he heard, Lucy had broken up with ADA Sanford. Not sure why she would need any of these forms, especially since she’s single? Just then, a knock on his glass office door breaks him away from his thoughts. Looking up, he sees that it’s his Roaming Field Sergeant and longtime friend, Tim Bradford. Waving him in, Wade asks Tim if he knows anything about Lucy’s name change.

“Sergeant Bradford, Officer Chen was just telling me about needing a name change. Know anything about that?” Grey asks with a raised brow.

Tim and Lucy turn their heads to look at each other and smile softly before turning back to the Watch Commander. “Yes, sir.”

“And???” The older man waits.

“We got married—” “It’s Bradford—” They offer simultaneously. “Sir.”

“Oh. ” Before Grey can continue, he is interrupted by Lucy who is eager to explain.

“Sir, I can assure you nothing happened while Tim, Sergeant Bradford, was training me. Or when I was his aide. This change in our relationship is… recent.” The younger officer offers with a blush on her face.

“Oh?” His intrigue is peaked. “How recent?”

“I asked Lucy out on a date while you were in New York with Luna two weeks ago.” Tim pauses before saying, “and we had our first date the night after her first shift as a Detective Trainee.”

“And the name change and address change is for… ?”

“We got married on Monday.” Tim declares as he turns to look at Lucy with a marshmallow smile on his face.

Sergeant Grey can’t help but look a little stunned.

“Wow.” Sergeant Grey clasps his hands and walks towards the newlyweds to shake their hands, “Congratulations are in order! Although I have to say, that is a very fast turnaround. You’ll both definitely need to fill out a bunch of disclosure forms. HR and IA will both be in contact to ensure nothing improper occurred, but it shouldn’t be too much of an issue seeing as how Detective Trainee Bradford is no longer under your command Sergeant Bradford.”

“Thank you, sir.” Both beam. Once Tim and Lucy have shaken Sgt Grey’s hand, their hands hands drop to their sides and find each other to intertwine.

“Lucy, you need to update your dependents?”

“Yes sir, I do.” Lucy replied.

“Me too, please.” Tim added.

“If I can ask, who are you both adding?”

“Tamara, sir.” Lucy says before continuing, “We legally adopted her on Monday. We want to add our daughter as a beneficiary and emergency contact. Just in case. That way she is protected should anything happen to either or both of us on the job.”

“I understand. Luna and I love her - she is such a smart bright young lady. Congrats you two on your first addition to the family.”

“Thank you, Wade.” Tim says bashfully. “We love her very much.”

Sergeant Grey pulls out a file from his top drawer and grabs a few other forms from his filing cabinet.

“Okay, just complete those forms and get them back to me by next shift. HR and IA will probably reach out by end of week.”

Tim takes the pile of papers from the Watch Commander and opens the file jacket to find that the disclosure form is nearly complete, only missing their signatures and some dates. “Sir?”

Grey chuckles and crosses his arms. “I’ve been waiting for two years now for you and Ch- Bradford to start dating and disclose. I saw it coming from miles away. The two of you seemed to have that spark from the get-go and Tim here has been smiling a lot since Lucy joined Mid-Wilshire. Never thought you would go get hitched so quickly though.”

Lucy bashfully tilts her head downward in slight embarrassment. Her left hand, however, remains grasping Tim’s right.

“When you know your forever is staring right at you, why wait another day?” Tim says, looking down at his blushing wife. Lucy raises her head to gaze lovingly at her husband.

“Alright then. Congrats again. Dismissed.”

~~ MEANWHILE ~~

“Hey Angela! Have you seen Momford?” Tamara asks cheerfully as she walks towards Detective Angela Lopez in the bull pen at Mid Wilshire.

“Momford?”

“Yeah, Lucy? She texted saying she’s working in the precinct today and asked if we wanted to grab lunch at the food trucks. Have you seen her around?”

Lucy Chen was offered the Detective Trainee post by Detective Sergeant Caradine last week after providing valuable input on a bunch of open cases. She was stunned at first but eagerly accepted. It was a huge boost for her career. To no one’s surprise, she was thriving in the position. She brought a fresh air to the D’s Desk, and everyone loved and respected her - even veteran detectives listened when she spoke.

“Uhh I think she just went to see Sgt Grey.”

“Okay! Do you mind if I wait with you?”

“Not at all, kiddo” Angela responded, wrapping her in a side hug. “I do have a question though…”

Angela is so confused. Momford? Since when did Tamara call Lucy “mom”? She starts to ask the younger woman about it.

Tamara’s been calling Lucy “mom” to her friends for a long time now but only recently said it directly to Lucy herself. Lucy’s been someone she looked up to and felt protected and loved, especially after her so-called former friend killed their other friend. As Tamara continues to explain, it suddenly strikes Angela that the second half of the name is “-ford”. As in Brad-ford? TIM BRADFORD?!?!?! WHAT THE HECK?!

Angela’s clearly been in her head for a bit longer than she realizes because Tamara is looking at her like she’s suddenly grown two heads.

“Wait hold up, Tamara. The “mom” makes sense and is super sweet but why do you call her Momford? Why not Momchen or something? Lucy’s last name is Chen after all.” Angela inquired as she sipped her coffee.

“Um no it’s not.” Tamara answers exasperated.

Angela chokes on her drink and it comes sputtering out of her mouth. Tamara hands her the box of Kleenex on her desk.

“What?! What do you mean? Since when? What the hell is it?”

“Like two days ago? What’s the big deal? Did they not tell you guys?”

Two days ago… so Monday. Chen was off the last couple days and decided to change her last name. Huh weird. Angela thought.

“… they? Who’s they? And you didn’t answer my other question.”

“Yeah, Tim and Lucy.”

“Tim and Lucy.” Angela repeated. Tamara hesitantly nods her head a few times. “Why would Tim and Lucy need to tell me about Lucy’s name change?”

“Because they changed mine too?”

“To what?”

“Bradford!” Tamara says matter-of-factly. She’s beaming.

“Did they seriously not tell anyone yet? I honestly thought dad would’ve at least told you about it by now.”

“Dad.”

“Yeah, dad. Tim and Lucy finalized my adoption on Monday at the courthouse. It was super easy since I’m already 18 years old and they’re married.”

Angela blinks her eyes in rapid succession. Adoption. Married. It’s all a lot to process.

“Married?” Angela’s jaws are on the ground and Tamara just snickers.

Angela knew Tim had feelings for Lucy ever since the Vegas undercover operation. He danced around the question then but his behaviour told her all she needed to know. She’s not blind! She’s a detective and his best friend! Angela always knew there was something different with Tim and his former rookie Lucy. She had known it ever since Lucy was kidnapped and Tim had called for her help. "I need you." The grave tone in which he had said that sentence stuck with her. Angela suspected the frantic way Tim needed Lucy alive was not only due to guilt. Maybe he hadn’t realized it yet, and maybe it wasn’t romantically, but Lucy was important for him. She had watched them throughout the two last years and logged each little interaction but never approached either of them to address it. Angela had witnessed the faint brush of hands, the soft smiles and the general lack of personal space. She figured they just hadn’t pulled their heads out of their asses yet. Her best friend never told her they started dating, let alone got MARRIED? NO FREAKING WAY. HE IS SO DEAD.

Angela’s inner monologue is interrupted when Tamara spots her Momford and Dadford.

“Oh! Looks like they’re coming out of Grey’s office! I’ll see you later Angela, bye!” Tamara runs off towards the Watch Commander’s office.

Angela turns around and sure enough, Tim is opening the door for Lucy and following her out of it. Once they do, Tamara bulldozes the two into a hug. Tim and Lucy are laughing as they greet the girl. Sergeant Grey is in his office shaking his head and smiling.

Neither Tim or Lucy have noticed her so Angela continues to watch them as they slowly make their way towards the front doors. Tamara’s walking half-backwards and going off about something enthusiastically. Her hands are waving about the same way Lucy does when she gets excited. Tim’s grinning like Angela’s never seen him do and wraps his right arm around Lucy’s shoulder as they pass the stairs. It’s unexpected for Angela because Tim has never been the type to show physical affection at work. He’s always been very church and state about it. No personal talk in the shop or during work hours. Lucy gazes up at him, flashes her blinding smile and leans in as much as her duty belt will allow.

“YO BRADFORDS!” Angela yells across the bull pen, attracting the attention of the few cops around her and walking past.

Lucy and Tamara respond a little slower than Tim, but all three of them stop in their step to look towards the beckoning voice. Tim has one eyebrow raised with a knowing smirk, Lucy is blushing pink and Tamara is still beaming.

“Congrats on finally becoming a family! You idiots are coming over for dinner!”

Their audience bursts into hollers and applause as the newly appointed Bradfords simply nod their heads and continue towards the front doors.

#chenford #the rookie #tim bradford x lucy chen #Tim x Lucy x Tamara #family #first fic #read on ao3 #chenford fam is the best #chenfordedit #secret relationship #secret marriage #secret adoption #long time coming

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nunalastor · 9 hours

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OH MY GOD THERE ARE SO MANY DOOMED YAOI ASKS IN HERE?????

So... I'm just going to add onto my secret marriage au to lighten things up!

Charlie thought Alastor was strange. It was the way he immediately warmed up to her despite it being less than a day of meeting, how he knew quite a few of her habits that she'd somehow picked up from her father and the ring on his finger.

Well, the ring itself wasn't strange, but it obviously meant he either got married in the seven years he'd disappeared or he doesn't know what wearing a ring on that exact finger meant. Both of those options were very unlikely.

But those suspicions grew, especially when her father decided to visit the hotel for the first time in years and he spent a few seconds just staring at her and Alastor. They even seemed to communicate just by staring at each other – it was even similar to how she'd done with Vaggie multiple times.

She'd even caught that their rings looked similar too. And how her father would seem irritated when Angel would make half-hearted attempts to bed Alastor. Hell, both of them also disappeared at the same time near midnight for no reason!

It was unsettling, especially when she expected her father to be downcast, reminiscing about her mother while staring at a duck he'd made in her memory. She was happy that he didn't seem depressed, but why was he so happy?

She didn't like the way they'd both seem so familiar with each other in the mornings, tiredly going to the kitchen together where Alastor would cook both of them some pancakes, while making it the exact way her father liked. The way her father would make both of them coffee, and they didn't have any single petty spat during this. The way they were suspiciously... Domestic.

It was even worse when she'd hear them slip up, calling the other by a pet name which was too fond to call a mistake. When she'd see Alastor's shadow almost leaning in to kiss her father on the cheek – if not for it being caught by Alastor and scolded heavily in private.

She both wanted to stop this, and let it happen. She wanted her old family, but she liked the new one. And she knew what was happening, she just needed to confirm it. So one night, she looked for them.

They'd both disappeared as usual, so she began to scour the hotel and look for them. Her father's room was empty, spotless, too. And it was strange since his rooms always had some sort of... Messiness, to it. The sort that was impossible to clean.

So she looked at Alastor's room, and reluctantly opened the door. And she saw it.

No, it was not Alastor feasting on a dead father or anything gruesome. It was surprisingly cute.

She saw both of them asleep in a bed, hugging each other closely and their guards were down. And they hadn't even noticed her.

Alastor seemed to be dead, had it not been for the occasional rise of his chest and Lucifer was somewhat all over the place – he'd pull Alastor closer suddenly, or loosen his grip.

It took her some time to process it all, but she'd soon left them alone to their sleep. It wouldn't be good to interrupt their comfort.

(And yes, Alastor doesn't usually sleep. He'd just hug Lucifer the whole night while awake but sometimes he'd fall asleep. This was one of those sometimes.)

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Secret wedding

@etherealxgenie guess who's your secret santa again this year? So, I struggled a little coming up with an idea for wedding , and then this came out. This is an au where the miraculous don't exist, so apologies for the long explanation of the before. I hope you like it and happy new year!

Soft music played through her speakers, allowing her to focus. Hand sewing a design might be incredibly time consuming but she was fine with this. the crescent moons along the lapels of the suit would match perfectly with the suns on the matching jacket. She still wished it could be white, but she was thankful that the lapel design was even agreed to.

“Marinette?” her mother called, knocking on the door before it was pushed open slightly and her head poked in. “You have a visitor.”

“Is it Nathalie?” she asked, feeling tense. Her mother usually waited for her to invite her in, so her coming in without waiting felt nerve wracking.

“No, no. um,” her mother hesitated.

“Dupain Cheng, let me in. we have a problem!”

“Chloe?”

Not seeing much reason to stall, her mother opened the door and the blonde walked into her room, looking perfect as always. Her oversized sunglasses were blocking her eyes and she looked untouchable as always, even with this supposed problem.

“What are you doing here?”

She and Chloe weren’t friends. Well, sort of. They didn’t go out of their way to hang out, not unless their buffer of Adrien was also present. Life in middle school made it very hard to be around each other, but after learning a bit about Chloe, Marinette found it hard to hate her as much. She had her moments where she pushed her, that was for sure, but she learned to see past the immediate reaction of snark. She’d gotten better at seeing when she meant it versus when she was hiding behind it.

“Have you spoke with Adrien recently?”

“Um, sort of? We had a fitting a few days ago.”

“And he wore that?” it was hard to tell with her glasses, but Marinette assumed she was looking at the suit jacket she’d been working on. The black fabric with silver moons lining the edge was opposite of the white jacket and original blue moons she originally had Adrien request.

“His dad suggested it. Adrien agreed.”

“I’m sure he also agreed to the 50-course dinner at the reception.”

“50?” she noticed her mother hadn’t left and she looked as stunned as she felt. “The reception I had with your father only had 10 courses, and that’s because we had a hard time picking foods both he and I agreed on and matched each other so they had separate rounds.

“I’m so guessing Luka is fine with the 2000 guests who’ll be attending this wedding at the Notre Dame Church.”

“2000? Wait, Notre Dame? Isn’t it still technically closed for reinnervations? They’re still attempting to replace the stained glass.”

“Thus is the problem. The Lukadrien wedding isn’t about Lukadrien anymore.”

Marinette would credit herself with getting Adrien and Luka together. It wasn’t her plan, far from it. She had a crush on Adrien since he gave her his umbrella during his first few days. She’d only seen Chloe’s best friend, not the kind person he was until that moment. She could admit now she went way too far in how she felt, her crush an obsession at first. She felt entitled to his love because he went out of his way to be nice to her. God, it still made her cringe remembering how she acted whenever anyone gained a crush on him themselves. She had a full schedule to know where to find him! She didn’t realise in her attempts to get him to like her, even with her awkward ways and inability to speak a full sentence to him, she was just setting him up for someone else.

Juleka she’d known forever, since her first day of school, but she’d never known she had a sibling until they became better friends in their second year. She got to meet said sibling when invited for the debut of Kitty Section during the city-wide music festival. She’d been upset that Adrien had to cancel last minute and was instructed by Captain Anarka to go get Luka. She’d been impressed with his calm demeanour, how confident he was with how he teased her and back off when he felt like he went too far, his ability to calm her with such a simple song. She was sure if she wasn’t obsessed with Adrien, she would have given Luka a fair chance. After a large fight between the Captain and Agent Roger, Adrien had appeared, saying his dad changed his mind. She’d been so eager to see him she hadn’t thought to give him a warning of the piano right where he was walking. She watched him gush over it and Luka easily invite him to join their band. After their performance, Luka asked Adrien if he’d consider joining officially, even as a temporary member, to which he agreed. She should have noticed when she’d find Adrien texting Luka. But she believed Alya when she talked about how Luka must like her and how it would be a matter of time before Adrien figured out how he felt.

God, how was Kagami still friends with her? Her crush on Adrien made her do some insane things.

She and Alya had been blinded by the idea that their friend group would all be together, but others had started to see. Kagami tried to warn her, but she’d been too focused on trying to beat her. Kagami didn’t shy away from making it known she liked Adrien and she was more than happy to be his practise date. She managed to get herself invited and dragged Luka along with her. It was supposed to be ice skating, a ploy to get Adrien jealous.

God, Luka was so sweet, knowing exactly what was going on and still willing to be used. To this day it felt like she couldn’t apologise enough for what she’d do. She’d stare right at him and call him Adrien. How was he still friends with her, even now? Kagami picked it out very quickly that day, telling her her attempts at getting closer to Adrien was actually pushing him closer to Luka. The two had spent an hour of the practise date skating with each other, Adrien laughing and squealing as Luka lifted him easily. She said that if she wasn’t careful, Marinette would be pushing him straight to Luka. She thought it was some tactic to throw her off.

Things all came to a head when they participated in the Bob Roth video contest. Since Adrien wasn’t involved in public performances that wasn’t on the Liberty, the band wanted him in the video, which helped birth the idea of the masks and complimenting shoulder pads and braces to hide their identity. When they found out the contest was just a way for XY to get new material to copy, they’d all stormed over to the TVi studios. Adrien got him, Luka and herself inside and when Bob Roth threatened to have them framed as copycats and go after their families, it had been Adrien who stopped Luka from getting into a fight with him.

“Luka, don’t! If he wants to act like he can outsmart us, fine. We’ll just have to see which of us is more popular. Paris’ angel or a hack of a DJ.”

He’d gotten them back to the Liberty and gone live on his Instagram, revealing he was in the band before telling the whole of Paris what happened, how they signed up for Bob Roth’s contest, the video Marinette had filmed and edited, making sure to show the time stamp for then the file was created, how XY stole it. He even talked about how, yes, he could be lying, but asked them why he’d go through the effort of showing evidence instead of just asking for those to take his word on it. Turned out Adrien had more followers. Kitty Section got their song back and a contract to boot though Adrien got into trouble with his dad for being in the band. He had to officially withdraw from them but Luka told him he was more than welcome to join their jam sessions anytime.

“Kitty Section won’t be the same without you.” Luka had said. “Even if we won the fight, losing you doesn’t seem worth what we got.”

If anything, that had to be the moment, the one that filled Adrien’s heart. Because on Adrien’s fifth name day, the day Marinette felt confident enough to give him her gift and tell him how she felt, Luka had been waiting for him at school. Adrien had talked about how he always wanted flower as a gift, like someone going out of their way to buy him flowers and give them to him just because, not because of who he was. With a massive bouquet that she found out from Juleka that he made himself, he told Adrien he liked him, a lot and if Adrien was up for it, he wanted to take him out on a date. Adrien agreed, happily. Her heart broken then, since she didn’t quite realise just how right for each other they were at the time. Her friends, minus Juleka and Alix, were surprised and Alya was mad. She refused to go to school, refused to answer his concerned calls or texts and just followed what he did during then on social media.

Adrien gave up a lot to do the things he wanted. He got to attend school but with the pressure of placing first always, being the best in fencing and doing what his father wanted no matter what, it kept him from having normal things he wanted. She hadn’t known it at the time, since he kept it a secret for so long, but in order for his father to not dismantle Kitty Section himself, Adrien offered to leave himself, giving the excuse of a busy schedule to any people who came to Kitty Section for him. Adrien’s schedule got busier when news about dating Luka got out, but that wasn’t the only thing. She later learn he accepted more jobs and orders to keep Luka, to not break up with him. His father wasn’t allowed to touch Luka, not change him to fit the brand and in return, Adrien looked near exhausted with all his jobs he’d been doing. Marinette finally talked to him after finding out he threatened Lila after she got her expelled with the stolen necklace trick, finally explaining why she’d been so quiet.

“I’m sorry Marinette. If I’d known…I wish I could say I’d feel different but I think I always had a crush on Luka, ever since I met him. I am sorry that I made you suffer though.”

And how was she supposed to be mad at him? She hadn’t talked to him for weeks and he still went out of his way to protect her because to him, she was his friend and that’s all that mattered. She’d looked at those dark circles, how he was laser focused on his phone anytime Luka would text and she knew what she had to do. Chloe had actually been the one to help her expose Lila, to embarrass Gabriel a little so he had to ease up on Adrien to save face. She eventually got over her crush, apologised more times than she could count and gave out her parents’ pastries like band-aids. She was there to see their relationship grow from casual boyfriends to something strong enough to withstand so much. Adrien’s dad in general, the knowledge of Luka’s dad, the public’s opinion, Bob Roth being Kitty Section’s manager, Adrien’s career and his fight to get Felix to be friends with him again and Luka’s anxiety with school coming to a head when offered a place in his dream university, but for in person only. Through it all, they supported each other, any fights were resolved with honest and real apologies and never wavered from each other.

So, when Luka came to her to ask for help with a proposal, she jumped at the chance. Somehow, they managed to hide it from the whole of France and the two had their private proposal inside one of the Le Hotel Paris event rooms, the one Chloe said Adrien would daydream about being proposed in as a child. It was when the announcement was made and planning started, that things took a turn.

With school and the influx of jobs Adrien had been shouldered with and Kitty Section about to go on their first tour around France – since the international tour was agreed upon for that summer between semesters – Gabriel and Nathalie took on most of the planning. Both grooms wanted small. Adrien even wanted it at his house, so the statue of his mother could represent his mother being there, even though he hadn’t been back to the mansion since he moved out to a shared place with Nino, Luka and Nathaniel. Adrien wanted to wear white, another nod to his mother who loved dressing him in white formal wear and also sneakers. Luka agreed that most formal shoes hurt after an hour. Luka didn’t want a big cake, as he didn’t really like it, or a strings quartet for the band. He wanted a local band the two liked and for their first dance to be the last thing they did before leaving as a moment between them to calm everything down. Marinette had been commissioned to make their suits and was working on the little details – crescent moons and suns on suit jackets – when Nathalie interrupted.

“Adrien would look much sleeker in black and they should match. So, you’ll need to change your design.”

Adrien had look flustered but he told Marinette to switch it, apologising. She had brushed it off as being busy but she should have known it was more. He gave up a lot of freedom to have what he wanted before, why would it change now? Everyone knew Gabriel didn’t like Luka, it wouldn’t be a stretch for Adrien to hand over control just to still be able to marry Luka in the first place.

“How bad is it?” she asked Chloe.

“Rocker boy called to say Adrien is hiding inside their closet after a meeting with his dad about the order of the ceremony. I don’t know what was said, but this is getting insane. The original list was 120, and that was with others plus ones. If we don’t do something, the wedding might be off and I have not given up on Adrien and trusted him with that rocker for that to happen. So, let’s go.” She turned heading to the door when the designer called after her.

“Go where?”

“To plan a secret wedding for them to elope. Can’t stop them after that.” She stated. “Hurry up!”

Marinette had no other choice but to pin the needle in the lapel, dumping her sewing equipment on the desk and grabbing her bag before she ran off after the blonde. If anything, she needed to make sure Chloe knew what secret event meant. She had a habit of going overboard with planning.

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“Hey kitty.” Luka said, softly knocking on the door of the amoire – Adrien begged for them to have it when Felix offered it, but Luka still thought it looked stupidly ostentatious next to their other items – hoping to get an answer. Calling Chloe had been a last-ditch attempt. Nino had no luck and a meeting to run off for, being a well-established DJ. He already knew he had zero luck and he’d hoped Chloe could do something. All she said was, “Oh fuck this. enough is enough.”

He was a little scared about what that meant. He still had a fiancée in the closet who refused to move after explaining the decisions his father made about their wedding. He didn’t argue about Gabriel being involved orginally, hoping he’d actually listen to what his son wanted, but seeing how he’d done this since Adrien was in collége, choosing what he wanted the brand to look like rather than his own son wanted, was clear things weren’t going to change and Adrien was bearing the brunt of it. He wish he argued against it more. He wanted to keep him safe from his dad and he was failing at that.

“Kitty, can I please come in?”

The door swung out, revealing Adrien sitting surrounded by their longer clothes. He shuffled to the side and Luka climbed in next to him, shoving the clothes over as much as he could. He stayed quiet as Adrien pulled the door closed, leaving them in the dark. He understood why Adrien was hiding here, it felt nice. When he went searching for Adrien’s hand, it gripped his tight as Adrien dropped his head onto his shoulder.

“I should have never accepted my father’s help. I should have seen the increase of schedule for what it was, his way of breaking me down so I had no choice. I mean, the Notre Dame?”

“It’s a beautiful church.” He said, knowing the silence meant Adrien was glaring at him. “I’m not happy about it either but Adrien? All I was is to get to say I do and call you, my husband. Do I wish we could do it our way? Yes, but I just want the day to end with us together.”

It was clumsy, but Adrien was able to pull him down to kiss him. He pressed an extra kiss against his forehead, holding tight to his hand.

“I just wanted this to be perfect for us. I was going to step away from the Agreste brand after the wedding but its like nothing I do will get us away from him.”

Luka couldn’t disagree. Everything down to Adrien’s major in university was chosen by his father. Adrien wanted to be a teacher, either a music or physics, even fencing, but Adrien was majoring in business. It felt unfair he was able to work on his anxity to get his degree in music while attending school was all Adrien wanted but he wasn’t allowed to persue what he wanted. Fighting and arguing with Gabriel Agreste was a tempting thing but he knew as easily as he defended Adrien, his father would easily snatch Adrien away. He meant it about not caring how he married Adrien, just as long as he got to call him his husband at the end, but with how much Adrien has lost or given up in his life, he wanted Adrien to have the wedding of his dreams, not something that reflected the Agreste brand.

“I just kept saying yes. Why did I keep saying yes?” Adrien moaned, mad at himself.

“I said yes too. I knew you didn’t want it but I still agreed.” Luka reminded.

“Because I told you it would be easier to tell them what we want and for them to deal with everything. You’re just as busy too. Now this dream is becoming a nightmare and I don’t know how to wake up.”

As much as he could in the space, he hugged Adrien, pressing kisses into his hair. His phone rang, finally giving light to the closet.

“If it’s Nathalie or my father.” Adrien started.

“It’s Chloe. I’ll put it on speaker.”

“Luka?”

“Marinette?” had Chloe gone to Marinette? “You’re with Chloe?”

“More like she burst into my room but yes.”

“Oh, who cares Dupain Cheng? Couffaine, where’s Adrikins?”

“I’m right here Chloe.”

“Good. Less relaying of messages. Have you gotten your marriage lisence?”

In the dim light, the couple were able to share confused looks.

“Yeah? Everything’s been turned in. Nathalie took care of it weeks ago. I even checked.” Luka said.

“Perfect. Adrien, come over to my hotel room tonight and Couffaine, go see Dupain Cheng an hour after.”

“Why? Chloe, what are you planning?”

“You’ll see.”

“Are you sure this is gonna work?” Marinette asked. “Don’t they have to do this in city hall?

Chloe didn’t say much before she hung up, leaving the two to share confused looks.

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“Techincally it just has to be officiated by an elected official, such as Daddy.” Chloe said, watching the garden be set up. “I already had him check, technically this isn’t against the law. Besides don’t you want them to be happy?”

“Of course, I’m just worried. We’re going against Gabriel Agreste. Aren’t you worried?”

“Please, my mother loves Adrien, she’ll ruin his father to make him happy.”

Marinette still worried but decided to trust her. Adrien was Chloe’s best friend and she was risking Gabriel’s anger to do this. She already managed to book a private garden and get a team to set up a flower arch and a long farm table for the guests. If she managed to come up with this and leagelly execute it, she was going to have to trust her.

“Mari, they’re here!” Alya called from where she had Nino’s phone.

“Perfect. You’ve got it here?”

“Go Dupain Cheng.” Chloe ordered.

Felix met Adrien and Luka until she got there, looking unmoved by his cousin’s multiple questions, instead admiring Luka’s motorcycle.

“Finally. Marinette, he’s not telling us anything. What’s going on?”

“You’ll see. Adrien, go with Felix. Luka, with me.”

More begging for answers happened but eventually, they followed orders. Leading Luka to the trailer Jagged got – because he was all for annoying his father-in-law and making his son happy even if he couldn’t be at the wedding to keep the chances of being found out low – Luka was silent until they got there.

“Is this something that’ll make Adrien happy?” He asked.

“Has he guessed what it is?”

“With what Chloe asked, he has hopes but isn’t sure.”

Smiling, Marinette nodded. “Yes, it’ll make him happy.”

Luka stared at her, no doubt looking for a lie in her song. He eventually nodded. “Alright then.”

“When you’re done changing, follow the path where you’ll meet up with Adrien. From there, just trust us.”

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Adrien stilled in the doorway, staring at the suit on the hanger. His mom liked dressing him in white formal wear, saying he brought light to dim events. She was still around when he realised, he was bi and she took the news easily.

“Do you think one of us would have to be in white?” He asked, when talking about his dream wedding, this time to a guy.

“Why can’t you both be in white? Sweetie, remember, white doesn’t make the bride. Queen Elizabeth started that trend. I could care less what you wear, as long as the person you marry is someone who makes your heart sing and be full of love.”

When he found Luka and when he proposed to him, he knew then he would be in white, so his mom would know that man made his heart so full. The added blue moons were to represent Luka, blue being his favourite colour and the moon representing the times Adrien snuck out of his house at night so they could hang out. Luka’s suit would have suns on the cuffs since he called Adrien sunshine for so long. But then his dad wanted him to be fitting of the Agreste brand. They would be in sleek black with no colour. He just bearly got his father to agree to the silver moons, Luka’s suns having to disappear completely. He’d only gotten to try on the original jacket once but there the full suit was. Blue crestent moons clustered on the lapels on the top and the lining of somehow subtle black cats against the grey background. It was his suit, the suit he was going to get married in.

“Felix? Did Chloe plan a wedding for me? With Marinette’s help?”

“The most surprising thing is that they didn’t kill each other through this.” was all Felix said before ordering him to get changed and leaving him.

Adrien pulled on the suit carefully, taking his time to put on every piece and notice the details, like the stitched peacock, with his mother’s initials on the side that sat over his heart. Luka’s initials was on the cuffs, like he assumes Luka’s suns were, on the arm closest to his heart. Like all of her creations, like Marinette was able to hide her name, she was able to disguse the initials so they didn’t look heavy, but he knew they were there. A pair of neon green sneakers sat on the table, the letters AC painted onto the heel of them, the date painted on the side. He took in the whole look in the mirror, smiling at what looked back at him. This was everything he wanted to see on his wedding day.

Remembering Felix’s instructions, he left the trailer and walked up the path. Waiting in the middle was Luka. Adrien couldn’t help but smile at the navy suit, seeing the specks of yellow on the cuffs. His own sneakers were the same colour as the lettering on his, his own lettering matching Adrien’s sneaker colour. His fingers looked oddly empty without his normal rings but by the end of this, they’d have matching rings.

“Hi.” He called, smiling at Luka, who smiled back at him and easily took him in his arms.

“Hello. You look amazing.” He said, fingering the blue crescent moons. “figured out what’s going on?”

“If I knew you weren’t that amazing of a liar, I’d think you had something to do with this.” Adrien said, already spotting the initials of Juleka and their mother on his sleeve, just above the suns. “Who do you have on your heart?” Adrien asked, wondering if Marinette sewed it like his.

“Yours.”

“I have my mom’s. I hope that’s ok.”

“Trust me, she’s the only one I’d willing give my place too. I think she would have been in on this, if she were here. I already feel close to crying seeing you, so who knows how she’d cope.”

Adrien laughed, dropping his head on Luka’s shoulder. “Not well.” the two stayed silent, taking in the feeling of what they were about to do. “We’re doing this right?”

“Adrien, I meant what I said. I just want to be married to you. but I also want you to have the wedding you want.” Luka reiterated, hugging him close.

“It’s starting to look pretty good so far.”

“Alright boys!” Alix, in a fitted suit and her hair pushed back, appeared behind them, gesturing to the rickshaw covered in flowers. “Your chariot awaits!”

The sight and knowledge of what was going to happen, caused them to burst into giddy giggles, before they climbed in. It got even funnier when Alix started tossing rose petals behind her as she pedalled them down the pathway.

“Alix! We’re getting covered here!”

“Go with it cinnamon roll.”

Luka dusted off as many petals as he could, tilting Adrien’s face up to press a kiss against his lips. “I love you.”

“I love you too. Ready to do this?”

“I’ve been ready since I knew I loved you.” Luka said, pressing their foreheads together, right before they both got a face full of petals.

“Whoops, sorry!”

Finally, petals stopped being flung as Alix slowed to a stop and the two got to see what Chloe had been working on. On one side was the decorated farm table, two almost throne like chairs sitting next to each other on one side, their friends all sitting in their seats at the table. On the opposite side, was a stage covered by a tent covered in flowers and ribbon, with the band the two wanted waiting by their instruments. Their alter was a flower arch, covered in peonies, Luka’s favourite flower, in every colour imaginable. M. Bourgeois Chloe standing underneath, Marinette and Juleka all waited for them at the top of their aisle as they got off and Alix ran to join the others in her seat.

“This is for you.” Juleka handed one bouquet of roses to Adrien, “and this is for you.” she said, handing the bouquet of peonies to her brother.

“Are we going together?” Adrien asked for clarification.

“Seems silly to make you go separately now. You two had to fight to be together, might as well stand with each other for the biggest moment of your lives.” Marinette said, making sure their suits were straight and everything was ready. “Did you notice your shoes?”

“What about them?” Luka asked, looking back at the ‘LC’ painted on his. Then he noticed Adrien’s. he looked at Marinette, who just smiled at him. A glance at Adrien with a sheepishly shy smile confirmed it. Adrien wanted his last name instead of Agreste. Without Gabriel breathing down their necks, Luka would happily give it all if Chloe’s dad could get the paperwork in quickly enough.

“Chloe?” he said, watching her arch a brow, “Thank you.”

“You’d better keep that promise even more now. I didn’t give him up for you to make him sad, do you understand me?”

“I won’t.” Luka said, letting Adrien lace their fingers together. “I promise.”

With the band playing ‘Endlessly’ by Amaranthine, their closest friends and chosen family watched them walk down their aisle, still holding hands when they arrived to Chloe’s father.

“Dearly beloved, we’re gathered here today for the union between Luka Couffaine and Adrien Agreste. We are witnesses to their love and to see the commitment and promise they’ll make to each other. Now, because I was told the actual ceremony I do takes too long,” the crowd laughed as Chloe shrugged, “And the planned wedding was also going to take too long, we’ll skip to the vows. Who would like to go first?”

“I will.” The two turned to each other, and Adrien took a deep breath. His father wanted him to write his vows ahead of time so they could be edited and he’d been putting it off for so long because of it. but looking up at Luka, he knew exactly what he wanted to say. “Luka, when we first met you, I had no clue how important you were going to become. You didn’t know me, past what all of Paris knew and your sister telling you I was pretty nice, but you welcomed me so easily, it felt like you weren’t real. You are an incredible listen and I always felt at ease with you. getting to know you everyday we texted or got to hang out made me wonder how a relationship would work. I didn’t know yet how I felt, though Kagami tried really hard to get me to see it. but I wouldn’t change what happened after. You always put others ahead of yourself and you were ready to fight Bob Roth for us and I wanted to be your shield for once. Having to officially leave Kitty Section sucked but what you said that day suddenly made it so clear to me. I wanted to scream it from the rooftops but I also wanted to keep it to myself. You knew the life I had, the things I had to give up, the troubles and you still decided you wanted me. I knew I was going to fight for you, but that made me fight harder. I’ll still fight for you, even if it meant dealing with wedding details, I didn’t want just so I’d still end up at an alter and marrying you. I love you Luka Couffaine and I am so glad you choose me.”

“I would choose you 1000 times over. I didn’t know the bright sunshine I’d get in my life when I met you. you were like a curious kitten, not knowing the world but wanting to know everything. It took a while to realise you knew how to use your claws. Skating with you that day, watching you have fun and smiling, I knew any other crushes I had weren’t going to compare to what I had for you. watching you rip into XY and Roth made it even more clear. Seeing you sad that you had to leave Kitty Section, I knew I wanted to do whatever possible to make you smile. it didn’t matter what your dad threw at me, I wasn’t going to give up after you said yes. You always give up things you want to get something in return and I’m making it my mission that you won’t ever have to do that again. Even if you answer with ‘I’m fine’. I’ll protect you with all I can.”

Adrien couldn’t help but kiss Luka, biting down a smile when the Mayor coughed to interrupt them.

“Can I have the rings please?”

The two shared panicked looks, as Nathalie was the one who held their wedding rings they choose, one of the few things they could pick. Nino, however, ran up and handed the Mayor a small string bag. Overturning it into his palm, the Mayor held out their rings.

“Let’s just say, Felix is really good at not getting caught.” Nino explained as he headed back to his seat.

Adrien shot a look to his cousin who just raised an eyebrow. Normally he’d scold him, but he wouldn’t this time.

“Luka, repeat after me.”

“With this ring, I thee wed, to have and to hold, through sickness and health, till death do us part, for all my days.”

“Adrien?”

“With this ring, I thee wed, to have and to hold, through sickness and health, till death do us part, for all my days.”

“By the power invested in me, by me and the city of Paris, I now pronounce you wed. you may kiss your partner.”

Everyone cheered, but Luka and Adrien were deaf to it as they lost themselves in the kiss that sealed them together for life. They pulled away, pressing their foreheads together, smiling at each other.

“We did it.”

“Good wedding?” Luka asked.

“I got you so I think we’re doing good so far.”

“And it’s only just the start.” Luka promised.

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Gabreil found out about his son’s engagement from social media, two days after the fact. Pictures of the actual proposal and a selfie of Adrien showing off his ring. Seemed only fitting he found about the marriage the same way. He’d tasked Nathalie with making sure no information about the wedding he planned was leaked, to make sure it was perfect. When she came running in and shoved her iPad in his face, he thought she lost her senses. A video of Adrien and his fiancée walking down the aisle, bouquets in their hands. A photo of them at an alter of a flower arch, Andre Bourgeois standing as officiant. Their first kiss as husbands. at a table cutting into a simple round cake, decorated to look like the setting sun. multiple candid shots and videos of them and their guests – all of their friends and no parents or adults around – dancing with that band he’d forbidden playing. A short clip of the married couple slow dancing to a Disney song as the others held sprinklers to surround them in sparkling light.

And to round the post off, a selfie of Adrien and Luka, holding up the wedding rings that had gone missing when Felix was last at the mansion.

Finally married to the love of my life. Can’t wait to spend the rest of my life as a Couffaine.

#lukadrien #secret marriage #elopement

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