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wedding-affair · 1 day
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Liz Martinez | Bridal Fall 2024
Collection: Madamé Martinez
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moonllita · 9 months
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Leaked image, trust me my uncle work for Atlus
no for real i wanted to try this artstyle lol
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keewy10 · 29 days
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Pour des raisons politiques (et plus si affinités) Yugo et Amalia se marient. Ainsi leurs peuples s’unissent et les Eliatropes peuvent vivre sur le monde des douze. Mais quelqu’un ne semble pas apprécier cela… Qui est la personne qui ose interrompre la cérémonie ?
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pikachoc2 · 5 months
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QSMPTOBER (by astrorade) - Day 21. Ceremony Bravo les gays
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angebleue2 · 2 months
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lafemany · 29 days
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L'ingénieur logiciel portait un Apple Vision Pro à son mariage.
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ikezuyawa · 9 months
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2023 Kusakabe goods to celebrate his birthday on July 6. (Greeting card, Clear file, Tin badge)
They will be sold at the mariage events happening throughout this year in Japan. Online orders will be available in December.
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dropboxofcuriosities · 4 months
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Noces en vélo, Brunoy, Essonne.
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En héritage ancestral, le cheval a été toujours omniprésent dans le mariage marocain. En effet le jour du tazoudha, un cortège prend le chemin depuis le foyer du marié vers celui de sa promise
February 24 2023
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wedding-affair · 2 months
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Ines di Santo Couture | Bridal Fall 2024
Gown: Dromos
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moonllita · 5 months
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What a good day to be a pegoryu fan
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standbymeee · 17 days
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Sebuah catatan dan Doa untuk pasangan ku nanti
Aku menulis ini pada momen dimana aku mungkin belum mengenalmu, lebih tepatnya aku tidak pernah mengira mungkin bahwa kamu orangnya. Tapi semoga tulisan ini kelak akan dibaca olehmu pada saat kita sudah sama-sama selesai dengan urusan diri kita sendiri, pada saat kita sudah sama-sama bukan lagi orang yang menuntut untuk dibahagiakan, tapi justru menjadi orang yang saling berusaha membahagiakan.
Sebelum akad selesai diucapkan, aku akan berusaha sekeras tenaga untuk tidak memberikan hatiku padamu. Bukan karena kamu tidak pantas untuk kucintai, tapi justru itu adalah sebaik-baiknya penjagaan diriku pada dirimu agar kelak ketika kita bersama Ridho Allah sudah kita genggam bersama. Semoga kelak cinta yang kita tumbuhkan bersama adalah cinta untuk mencari Ridho dan berkah-Nya, bukan cinta yang membawa kita pada hal-hal yang dibenci oleh-Nya (Semoga).
Aku tidak tahu apa yang lebih dulu menimpaku, apakah kematian atau pernikahan, tapi semoga apapun itu aku selalu berusaha menjadi orang yang mengutamakan mencari Ridho dan Cinta-Nya diatas segalanya.
Melalui tulisan ini, izinkan lah aku menyampaikan pesan untukmu yang mungkin akan membersamai ku nanti dalam proses beribadah dan mencari Cinta-Nya, serta sebuah catatan pengingat bagi diriku sendiri di masa depan nanti.
1. Pertama, aku berterima kasih, dari sekian juta bahkan milyar-milyar manusia di dunia ini, kamu telah memilihku seseorang yang banyak kurang, takut, dan ragunya ini.
Aku berharap, semoga kita sama-sama menjadi orang yang saling beruntung karena telah saling menemukan dan memiliki. Semoga 5 tahun, 10 tahun, 20 tahun, atau berapapun usia pernikahan kita nanti rasa tentram, kehangatan, dan syukur saling memiliki ini akan terus hadir dalam rumah tangga kita ke depannya. Tidak peduli betapa besar cobaan atau ujian yang Allah berikan dalam proses perjalanan hidup kita, kita akan menjadi orang yang sama-sama percaya bahwa itu adalah kejadian yang Allah berikan untuk kita sebagai bukti tanda Cinta-Nya kepada kita.
Semoga kita menjadi orang yang mampu saling menguatkan dan melembutkan bagaimanapun kondisi atau fase hidup apapun yang kita jalani. Aku percaya, selama Allah menjadi tujuan hidup kita, selama itu juga kita akan mampu menghadapi apapun.
2. Kedua, sebelum aku bertemu denganmu aku adalah individu yang punya banyak mimpi dan keinginan, begitupun juga denganmu. Sehingga aku berharap semoga kita tidak hanya bertindak sebagai pasangan, tetapi juga teman, orang tua, adik ataupun kaka yang akan selalu berusaha sama-sama mendukung proses perkembangan setiap individu yang ada dalam pernikahan ini.
Aku berharap semoga kamu mampu menjadi temanku dalam memperjuangkan impian-impian yang aku miliki, dan semoga aku juga mampu menjadi teman yang akan selalu mendukung mimpi-mimpi baikmu.
Aku percaya bahwa pernikahan seharusnya menjadi tempat yang paling aman untuk mendukung mimpi-mimpi tiap individu yang ada di dalamnya. Pernikahan seharusnya tidak membatasi ruang gerak diri kita untuk berkembang dan bermimpi.
Tapi aku juga percaya, bahwa ketika kita memutuskan menjadi satu dalam sebuah ikatan pernikahan, mimpi-mimpi yang kita punya bukan hanya milik kita sendiri. Sehingga sebesar apapun keinginan atau impian yang kita miliki, semoga kita mampu mengambil keputusan-keputusan yang tidak hanya mementingkan ego pribadi tetapi juga keputusan yang baik dan tidak memberatkan salah satu pihak.
Semoga kelak kamu mampu menjadi temanku dan aku juga menjadi temanmu dalam bertumbuh dan belajar untuk bisa menjadi sebaik-baiknya Hamba yang Allah hadirkan di bumi ini.
3. Ketiga, sebesar apapun masalah yang kita hadapi, semoga kita bisa sama-sama menjadi orang yang saling menutupi aib pasangannya sendiri. (Sebuah nasehat untuk aku sendiri)
Beberapa bulan ke belakang, banyak sekali aib pernikahan orang lain yang tersebar di internet, dibaca oleh banyak orang, dan diaminkan atau bahkan dihujat ramai-ramai oleh netizen, yang mungkin kebenarannya pun masih dipertanyakan.
Sehingga salah satu doa yang aku punya untuk aku pribadi adalah semoga aku mampu menjadi orang yang menahan diri untuk tidak bercerita ke banyak pihak apalagi sosial media ketika sebuah ujian menimpa pernikahan kita. Semoga kita sama-sama mampu berpikir dengan baik dan menyelesaikannya berdua ketika suatu masalah menimpa hidup kita.
Kalaupun pada akhirnya kita membutuhkan pertolongan orang lain, semoga cerita-cerita kita cukup diketahui oleh orang terdekat yang kita percaya ataupun oleh profesional jika hal tersebut memang dibutuhkan.
4. Keempat, aku tahu bahwa di dunia ini tidak ada orang yang sempurna. Aku tumbuh dengan beragam kegagalan, kekurangan, dan luka-luka yang aku miliki. Begitupun juga denganmu.
Sehingga mungkin dalam beberapa waktu atau perjalanan kita terkadang aku marah, menggerutu, ataupun menyesal telah memilihmu hahaha (Mungkin juga kamu begitu wkwkw).Tapi aku berharap, semoga kita berdua adalah dua orang yang sama-sama mau mendengarkan dan memperbaiki.
Aku berharap kamu akan jadi orang yang pertama yang menasehatiku ketika aku sudah salah jalan, ketika aku sudah kehilangan arah dan tidak lagi fokus mencari Ridho-Nya, dan aku juga berharap aku juga orang pertama yang akan selalu mengingatkanmu.
Aku tidak mencari seseorang yang sempurna, karena sungguh manusia itu sejatinya penuh kekurangan. Aku hanya mencari orang yang mau saling mendengar dan belajar, seseorang yang tidak selalu merasa benar sendiri, seseorang yang mau mengakui kesalahan dan kekurangannya. Karena aku percaya, bahwa proses mengakui ketidaksempurnaan adalah jalan menuju kesempurnaan itu sendiri. Sehingga semoga kita menjadi orang yang mau saling mendengar, memperbaiki, dan saling melengkapi satu sama lain.
5. Kelima, aku berharap kita sudah sama-sama menjadi orang yang selesai dengan masa lalu kita masing-masing, dan mensyukuri untuk setiap hal yang kita miliki pada hari ini.
Aku tumbuh dan berkembang dengan ragam pengalaman dan pertemuan dengan banyak orang yang membentuk aku saat ini, begitupun juga denganmu. Sehingga, semoga ketika kita sudah memutuskan untuk saling bersama, kita sudah selesai dengan urusan masa lalu kita masing-masing.
Semoga aku selalu bersyukur karena telah memilihmu yang menjadi titik akhir dari perjalanan ini, dan semoga kamu juga bersyukur karena telah memilihku yang menjadi akhir dari titik perjalananmu. Semoga rasa syukur itu terus kita hadirkan dan upayakan sebesar apapun kekurangan dan kesalahan yang kita miliki.
Selama kamu tidak membawa ku pada hal-hal yang menjauhi ku dari proses mencari Ridho-Nya, selama itu juga aku akan terus membersamaimu dan mensyukuri kehadiranmu.
6. Keenam, dan terakhir, semoga aku dipertemukan dengan seseorang yang Allah lah menjadi tujuan akhirnya. Semoga tujuan pernikahan yang kita upayakan adalah tujuan untuk mencari Ridho-Nya. Semoga kamu adalah orang yang mampu mendekatkanku pada-Nya, semoga Ridho Allah selalu menjadi tujuanmu dan tujuanku.
Kita pasti punya banyak mimpi duniawi, kita punya banyak hal yang ingin kita capai sebagai individu ataupun keluarga. Tapi semoga apapun mimpi dan tujuan hidup yang kita miliki, tidak sebesar mimpi dan tujuan kita untuk menjadi sebaik-baiknya Hamba di dunia.
Semoga keluarga yang kita bangun, mampu menjadi wasilah kebaikan bagi banyak orang, semoga kita tidak hanya memikirkan perut atau ego pribadi, tetapi juga mampu bersama-sama membangun keluarga yang mampu bermanfaat bagi umat. Semoga kamu mampu menjadi temanku dalam mewujudkan kebaikan-kebaikan di dunia baik bagi diri sendiri, keluarga kita, maupun alam semesta hahaha. Wkwkwk berat bgt amanahnya bund 🤣
Tentunya masih banyak catatan dan doa-doa yang akan aku panjatkan nanti, tapi kayanya udah kepanjangan hahaha. Mari kita cukupkan sampai disini, semoga doa-doa dan catatan ini mampu menjadi pengingat untuk aku pribadi ketika sudah kehilangan arah. Semoga ini adalah doa yang di dengar oleh Allah sehingga aku mampu dibersamai dengan orang yang tepat, yang denganya segala keresahan dan ketakutan dunia akan mampu ku hadapi. Sekarang juga mampu si wkwkwk tapi semoga lebih mampu lagi wkwk.
Dimanapun kamu saat ini, bagaimana pun kamu sekarang, ataupun siapapun kamu. Semoga Allah selalu membersamaimu. Semoga kebaikan selalu menyertai hidupmu dan tentu juga hidupku, hingga pada saatnya Allah mempertemukan kita pada waktu terbaik menurut-Nya.
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diejager · 2 years
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Greed
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Tw: angst, cheating, prostitution, heartbreak, breaking vows, drinking, drunk, rant.
Warnings: not proofread
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Born from the deepest, darkest parts of the human being, existing in every being, dormant but not dead: greed. Greed was the core of humanity's monstrosities, the center of all negativity that oozed from the human soul, the precursor of evil in life.
Greed can lead people to commit unimaginable things.
And as Mondstadt's wine industry's tycoon, he knew this very well, he knew greed the best.
He was the richest man in Mondstadt, wanted by many and envied the same. Unfortunately for the single or widowed women in Mond, he was to be married, wearing a ring as a sign of his engagement with his fiancee - not that he'd talk about it often. He was a happy man, living with a loving fiancee that stayed home, waiting for him with a clean house, prepared dinner and bed ready, and he was as rich as he was loved. So, in retrospect, he should be satisfied, desire satiated and need fulfilled, no?
He should, he really should. Diluc Ragnvindr, living the best life imaginable, should be happy, right?
Sadly, it was not the case, it never was...
He was pressured by his winery, by his tavern, by his duty, the amount of paperwork he had and the amount of expectations he received from the public, it was too much for one man. However, he also had a caring and nurturing fiancee, one that placed his needs before theirs, one that would spend the night soothing him instead of sleeping, one that would die and sacrifice themselves for him, that was you.
Maybe he could feel satisfied with his life, just maybe he could. And he did, he did for a while, at least. Even though it wasn't lasting, he felt it for a short while.
Before, he'd take more days off, at least once a week, to spend the day with you. Diluc would take you out, would cuddle up with you and speak his mind freely, wondering about the world's struggles and wishes.
Now, he rarely took time from work, he'd almost work 24/7 at Angel's Share, serving drinks and somewhat exchanging words with customers - although rare. After midnight, he wouldn't even be in bed, next to you with his arms wrapped around you, even less did you see him. He was missing at night and was often out before sunrise. Whenever he was home, if you were lucky, to witness him, he would lock himself in his office, letting only Adelinde serve him for a few minutes and come back out with a ruffled and tired look.
It brought sorrow to your soft heart.
If you took your chance to leave the mansion, Diluc gave you the cold shoulder if you came to see him, coldly telling you to go home and wait for him.
Wait for you? I'd be dead asleep by the time you get home, Diluc, you wanted to tell him that.
It continued for days, for days that turned to weeks, and weeks that turned to months. Having enough, you left often too, rarely home during the day to spend time with friends. Telling Adelinde whenever you left, so that she wouldn't need to worry or prepare dinner.
"Why are you always out? You're always out during the day. Adelinde tells me that you leave in the morning and return late at night, mind telling me why, (Name)?"
There was an urge to reply snarkily, to tell him that it was hypocritical of him to ask you why when he did the same every day for the past months, but you held your tongue. He was your soon-to-be husband, so you had to keep a stable relationship. So you smiled and apologized, saying that you were out exploring the wildlife of Mondstadt or met up with the traveller or other friends.
"You don't need to go out for such a long period of time, it's safer if you stated home."
Nodding and smiling was what you did best, you cared for him, you truly did, even though your heart beat with pain, that was why you simply agreed to his statement and went out less than before. A good housewife was what Diluc needed.
And as any good housewife was, you knew he met other women. You'd seen how he'd let older and younger women touch his arms, bump shoulders with him and latch into him like a couple, you had seen it all when you saw him out on the streets, fingers laced with another female's - one that wasn't yours. You knew he paid women to sit on his lap, to spend time with him, to walk him in town, people other than you.
With a heavy heart, you looked away for the sake of your fiancee's sanity.
***
He knew he was wrong, that he wronged his fiancee and stabbed you in the back, taking your trust for granted and shattered it with his lack of subtleness; but he hoped you never knew, hoped you'd never find out, hoped you would stay his sweet and happy housewife.
He urged himself to stop this sudden habit, this desire he suddenly developed faster spending too much time in a mundane setting, searching for more and more, something he couldn't possibly imagine having. But he still continued. How could he stop when the girls he paid always came back to him, with new clothes, new perfume, new smirks and new dazed eyes. He couldn't bring himself to push his need away and greedily spent time with them instead of his living fiancee, who was probably waiting for him at home.
Could you blame him? He had fallen victim to his desires. It was normal, he was a human, a man.
However, when he heard from Adelinde that you often spent the day out, completely stopped doing what you used to do for him: his bed, his office, his food. He wasn't sure what to think of it. Although when he heard from Kaeya and Venti of your endeavours together, around the city and the wide plains and cliffs of the region. He couldn't help himself from feeling jealousy and sadness, at the fact that you dropped your vowed duty and that you spent more time with his brother and your friends. He felt it, the nagging weight in his heart, that's why he had to talk to you, ask for your reason - even though he knew why he had to hear it from you.
When you apologized, that pain flew out the window, he knew you would listen to him, even a bit because you were a devoted lover.
***
When the day came to solidify your vows, he was missing, he was archon knows where. Probably at the tavern. You sad in the parlour, alone under the white, flowery entry of the garden; alone sitting at the ornate table, pure in colour but sullied in past.
You knew what he'd done on it when you were out.
You solemnly stared at your hands, discontent filling your heart, sad and angry pangs. Today was meant to be special, a day for you and Diluc to spend together... but where was the man, now?
"Maybe I shouldn't have indulged him this long..." you sighed, fingers tightly gripping your pants.
"Why do you frown on such a day, (Name)?" the sudden gust of wind blew his sing-song voice in your ears, singing ballads and tales with his melodic voice.
Without a second beat, he found himself a seat before you, grasping your hands in his own to soothe the pain you felt.
"A sorrowful frown is undeserving of being on your lips," the black-haired bard exclaimed, a small grin on his lips. "Would you tell me what bothers you so?"
You stared longingly into his beautiful eyes, your own telling him all he needed to know.
The eyes were windows to a person's soul, no?
"Cry not, my friend. Let us rejoice instead! Wine from the best corner of Teyvat!"
Venti always seemed to cheer you up, he knew when and how. Being both anemo vision holders made this connection deeper than it could normally be, but that was fine for you, a friend is a good friend.
The bard held out a bottle from Diluc's storage, the one in the mansion's basement cellar. A few missing bottles were fine, you assured yourself, Diluc would be able to make ten times the amount you drank in a week.
Cups filled and bottles thrown aside, you cheered and drank until you passed out.
Stumbling through the streets, you made your way to your fiancee's tavern, it was around 7 pm, so it should still be crowded - not that you minded. You slurred your thanks to the patron who opened the door for you, a patron who probably knew you, from the pitiful gleam in his brown orbs. Mumbling as you waddle your way to the counter, where Charles worked tonight, you waved at the panicked man, oblivious to the spike in anxiety on his face.
You took a seat next to a slim figure, tall in stature and pale in complexion, their vibrant hair stood out the most, you had a hunch you knew who they were, but your vision was too blurry to clearly see their face. So you googled and tilted your head left and right until you could make out a familiar feature- vibrant magenta hair, or was it red?
The only magenta-haired person you knew was a friend of yours, one that came to the bar from time to time.
"Rosaria~" you slurred, laying your face on your open palm, goody smile and crescent eyes. "Nice to see you here, it's been a while huh?"
Your face was flushed, tinted red till the ears as you ignored the fact that 'Rosaria' hadn't answered you.
"You wouldn't believe the day I had! It was our marriage! You probably knew from your skills, but it was a secret marriage..." your smile fell, a sad drunk replaced the zealous drunk that happened to stumble I. "Diluc... I've... I've been too patient with him. I know what he does when he's at the tavern. I'm aware of the girls he pays on the days he says he works or is busy. I know what he's been doing with Adelinde-"
A sob ripped from your mouth, the first tears fell from your glossy eyes as your shoulders shook violently, choking down any loud cries so that you shouldn't bother the clients.
Even on the edge of a meltdown, you still held your regards to him.
"I know all that's been happening, I've been too nice, too trusting, to woeful with him. Don't you think so Rosaria? You probably know all he's done, you're that good!"
A bubble of laughter came out of your lips, head lolling back, smiling even though tears streamed down your face.
"Am I too nice? Too hopeful that he'll stop and finally return to me? I just want to return to the days we had, the days where we could lay in each other's arms all day! I'm... I'm probably stupid for thinking this, no?
Even Kaeya tells me that Diluc is a lost cause at this rate... he tells me what I can't see, what I haven't known yet. He's a really great brother- that is if I even do end up marrying Diluc..."
You heaved a loud sigh, crossing your arms on the bar and laying your head depressively. Your shoulders shook harder now, sobs and breath hitching more loudly than it was a few minutes before. You gripped your forearm tightly, biting your lip to stop a loud cry to escape.
"I'm tired, Rosaria, I can't do this anymore... I can't stop myself from hearing the voices, their voices echoing in my mind whenever I think of him- I want it to stop-! I don't want to feel miserable anymore! I've waited far too long, Rosaria... I hate it..."
Before you could babble any longer, the door was opened rather violently. The blurry figure of a blue-haired man approached and carefully helped you up, picking you up to ease the travel back. There was a guarantee that you might not remember tonight.
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Shit! Shit! Shit! Diluc's thoughts were frantic, in messy shambles to do something.
He hadn't expected you to walk into his tavern on his supposed workday, especially drunk! He had a blonde girl on his lap, laughing and serving him his virgin cocktail, one of the usual ladies he paid.
Luckily for him, you were drunk out of your mind, stumbling and tripping on your feet while to sat next to him. It almost gave him a heart attack when you started scrutinizing him, examining him for his features. He counted himself blessed by the archons when you called his Rosaria, one of the common visitors here.
The woman on his lap looked at you peculiarly, confused but knew that if she stayed, she'd get some sort of drama.
When you started mumbling and shedding tears, his panic spiked once more, heart beating wildly as his grip on the table tightened. He listened to you rant over and over and over about how miserable you were, how tired and spent you felt at home if you could even call it that. He caught you mumble about how it felt so lonely even though it was filled with maids and butlers, plants and life, but you were lonely. He heard you tall about Kaeya- that snitch! Or maybe you had asked him about it, he'd have to talk to him about it. Then, when you started doubting your relationship ship, he almost doubled over, wanting to puke out the content of his stomach with how much his fear and panic peeked from this confession. You doubted this relationship, you wanted to end it, you wanted to feel loved again-
He could do that! He could love you like before, just as you wished. You couldn't leave him, he needed you, he needed you as much as he needed his tavern, maybe even more!
But he couldn't, not when Kaeya barged into his establishment, violently shaking the building with worry. His brother scooped you up and fled the scene, without forgetting to glare at him, sending his darkest and deepest glare at Diluc.
With both you and Kaeya out the door, he pushed the blonde off him, slapping the money in her hand and left, tailing behind Kaeya as they made their way to Dawn Winery.
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"Darling please!" Diluc grasped your wrist, trying to gently pull you back from leaving your shared bedroom - or should he say his bedroom. "Give me a chance, one last, (Name)-"
You shook your hand out of his, giving him the coldest look he's ever gotten from you. It left him heartbroken as you were, but behind those cold eyes, was a broken soul.
"I have given you many, too many over the months you spent in other women's embrace," you spit at him, voice no higher than a whisper. "I'm tired, Diluc. I'm tired of this and I'm tired of you."
Turning your back to him, you paused at the door, hold on the bag tightening before you let out a defeated sigh.
"Greedy men lose sight of what's most important to them."
Without a second glance, you left him alone, to collapse on the floor with a tear-stricken face. His once stoic expression, now turned emotional, eyes wide and lips pulled to a frown. How unbefitting of a man of his status.
Need to be turned to desire, and desire turned to greed. The festering desires to have more than he had, to hold more than he could. He eventually drowned under the weight of his sins.
As they say, greed is humanity's downfall.
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kistels · 11 months
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Je te promet…de te dominer….
de t encager encore et toujours…
De te chérir d orgasme ruiner….
De te teaser et te punir comme jamais !
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Nos alliances sont gravées initiales
MK maîtresse kristels
SG Slave Géraldine
❤️J adore ….ont adorent❤️
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angebleue2 · 3 months
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francepittoresque · 3 months
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7 janvier 1499 : signature du contrat de mariage de Louis XII avec Anne de Bretagne ➽ http://bit.ly/Mariage-Anne-Louis Femme de Charles VIII, roi de France, elle s’unit avec Louis XII après un divorce de ce prince avec Jeanne, sa première femme, le contrat de mariage prévoyant que la noblesse bretonne ne serait point obligée de servir le roi de France à la guerre hors de la province
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