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#wedding held
passerines · 4 months
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One of those past life memory AUs but this time they both get the memories and they have an absolutely fantastic time.
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st4rking · 9 months
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tfw you, as a mind reader, have to team up with a man who thinks too much
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screwpinecaprice · 1 year
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For E350's patreon request: Connverse wedding!
Outfits based on this. Steven's skirt was drawn the way I did because trying to make it soft and ruffled like in the original got me confused.
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wolfgirlandfarmboy · 1 month
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SPEAKING OF MARRIAGE. have you ever drawn them at their wedding recently? what would their dresses look like.. what would be their song.. who would be invited.. would it be huge or lowkey.. would anything go wrong or would it go off without a hitch.. inquiring minds want to know!
I sadly haven't drawn them in their matching wedding dresses recently 😭 I think the last time I did was this Encanto Redraw
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I really need to update them though especially since I had wedding lore for Lore itself more fleshed out.
AS FOR THEIR WEDDING SONG...maaan I really need to put time aside to specifically put together their actual wedding playlist. There are both SO MANY choices for them yet none because all the songs I have picked for them are too fast pace for a more traditional wedding vibes...I DID cheat a little while answering this ask and look up a list of good R&B songs to play at weddings and found out Jamie Foxx and Beyonce's duet "When I First Saw You" is a REALLY good fit for these two.
When it comes to guests, they would def invite all their close friends (so everyone in Briar Patch basically). Pinokuni is def Jack's best man with Kai being one of his groomsmen while Ashe is for sure one of Nana's bridesmaids along with Xia being a bridesmate.
I see Jack and Nana getting married as the cliche fairytale ending for Beanstalked so Jack SOMEHOW accidentally invites all the cool folks they met throughout their journey together. He'd do it in the "I wanna be nice just so no one feels personally excluded because all these guys were really nice and helped us save the world" and not really expect anyone to truly show up save for 3 or 4 people...
...and then Jack and Nana find out "Oh everyone we sent an invite to actually showed up and now we actually have to figure out how to seat 50+ people in one location"
So it started off initially planned to be lowkey only for it to become VERY highkey at the last second.
It isn't much of a problem though because the spot they have their wedding is outside. SPECIFICALLY at Nana's dad's final resting place..which sounds wild BUT LEMME EXPLAIN--
When he died, he purposely made sure he was in his big ass wolf form so that he wouldn't be hauled off by hunters and taken from his family. So there is a giant wolf skeleton that is located in the Lupine Forest that is kind of one with nature now so it's covered in greenery. It's a little unsettling to those unaware of the lore behind it while also still being serene. Nana goes there often when things get too hard so she can talk to her dad.
She wanted to have her wedding there so she could make sure her dad was present. And Jack was more than willing to oblige her.
Miraculously, even with the giant guest list, everything goes off without a too much of a hitch. I wouldn't say entirely smoothly since that's a lot of people and there's some shenanigans afoot especially at the wedding reception since that's when everyone parties.
BUT it's a very fun experience for them both, even for Nana who is the #1 antisocial of the village.
The couple did take a very well deserved honeymoon in a much quieter place afterwards though. Poor things had to recharge and fully process they were husband and wife now.
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poorlittleyaoyao · 2 months
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Taking screencaps of the Unexpected Meng Yao Mention was going to take too long, so here's the scene in full! It encapsulates several changes that the drama makes to the chronology and the character dynamics! NMJ is the active force behind his and MY's separation in CQL; rather than MY incapacitating NMJ and fleeing to escape punishment for the captain's murder, NMJ straight-up exiles him with no trickery from MY involved whatsoever. While NMJ is upset about this, it was his choice/moral obligation, so he doesn't appear to bear MY any ill will over it.
Given that lack of ill will, it makes sense for him to inquire how MY is getting on with the Jin clan even at this juncture... EXCEPT! Except. He didn't send MY to the Jin with a nice recommendation letter here. He fired him and sent him packing with an actively bleeding stab wound! Drama NMJ really thought--or really told himself--that not only would an injured MY make it to Lanling in the first place, but that the man who personally kicked him down the stairs for existing would hire him even after he was banished from another sect. He really wants him to be alive and thriving!
JZX's bewildered reaction to his questions drives home just how ridiculous that prospect is, and you can see NMJ go through it. No, his father was never going to accept him; even his awkward half-brother who doesn't even know him can tell you that. Yeah, stab wounds kill people, like JC pointed out on the day of the exile! Drama NMJ is confronting the fact that MY might in fact be dead, and this hurts him.
Once JZX exits, the scene cuts to JC sadly holding Suibian as he and JYL cry about missing WWX. That transition seems deliberate!
And then in the scene after that opens with WLJ, frightened of the WWX in her nightmares, overhearing WC complain:
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Don't worry, da-ge, he's fine. :)
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mye-chi · 8 months
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imo i feel like michi is one of the most characters who desperately deserves to be rewritten.
she's a very clearly dark-skinned woman and the second meif'wa we're introduced to in an arc tackling meif'wa discrimination. despite this, there's a baffling dialogue choice where aphmau could've ignored michi's confession that she was a victim of attempted slave trafficking and instead snark about the death of her mother. yeah, aph that's the thing you should be hung up on and not that there's apparently a market for slavery.
(and michi's backstory is given no meaningful significance after this and the only meif'wa who face onscreen discrimination are the humans.)
and then—plot twist!—the dark-skinned character who doubles as species minority in-universe and a victim of attempted slave trafficking is revealed to be a slave trader. i feel like i shouldn't have to explain why that's just blatantly awful in so many ways.
everytime someone complains about michi i have to bury my face in my arms because no you don't get it my girl is such a clear victim of bad writing. there's so many better directions her character could've went than "nya~ i want to ruin laurmau and sell kids~"
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If Tom and Bonnie ever got married, what would the wedding look like?
I think they wouldn't bother with a wedding. I headcanon them trying to adopt kids for most of their early adulthood — stuff in Eleutherophobia that's way in the future of that AU, if I ever get around to posting it. And everything I've read online says that getting married ASAP is an important first step to adopting. Throw in the fact that they'd be blending cultures (so they're never going to please everyone) and their collective practical streak, and I think a $500K ballyhoo just wouldn't be them.
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kirythestitchwitch · 3 months
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Klaroline WIP Wed - Freaky Friday Time Travel AU - Klaus is a Master Baiter
It's been a while since put some of this out but i've been working on my plot issues and writing so here is some FFTT! as always @galvanizedfriend your tag!
Part One here Part Two here Part Three here Part Four here Part Five here
Pulling down a pink jacket, she wondered as she slipped it on if she’d be breaking any time laws if she brought it home with her. Shoes on, she went in search of Klaus.
The bedroom opened on a hallway lined with paintings with two closed doors and a staircase at the end, which curved around down to the landing. A living room was through one doorway, a kitchen and dining room through another. Klaus’ voice, sharp in tone, came from behind a door to the left that was cracked a smidge, and she padded quietly to the door to listen.
She needn’t have bothered, first off, he was speaking a language she wasn’t familiar with, and secondly, the moment she got within range of the door, he called out to her. “Caroline, do come in, love.”
Only slightly annoyed, she pushed the door open. The room was some kind of study or office, with a desk in the middle of the room and a couch over by the window and a corner fireplace, currently lit and casting patterns of light on the built-ins filled with books and small trinkets. A tumbler of some amber liquid in one hand, Klaus gave her a small smile, a phone held to one ear. It sounded like he was speaking maybe Icelandic or oh! probably Old Norse. She caught Kol's name flung out with irritation before he switched to English.
“I aim to enjoy time with my wife after that mess with the ifrit in Tehran that you elected not to join us for.” Klaus gestured to her to make herself comfortable, and trying not to think about how many times her future self had probably fucked Klaus on it, she sat down on the couch. Really tried not to think about it.
Looking at the firelight playing across Klaus' body, the jumble of necklaces tumbling over the neck of his shirt, Caroline very privately had to guess it was a lot of times for the couch. 'Stop that,' she told herself, 'You're with Tyler, and none of this has happened yet. You could make it all not happen.'
Kol's voice, heard by Caroline only once or twice before this, came through the phone clear to her hearing. "I knew you had it in hand, Nik. What's one teeny little fire spirit to the Original Hybrid?" His tone was mocking of Klaus' self-aggrandized title, and Caroline had to admit she was starting to see a future where maybe they could be friends, she and this nutjob brother of Klaus'.
"I don't suppose any of the Bennett witch's books happened to mention they're eight feet tall? Hmm?“ Klaus' voice was the epitome of murderous intent; he calmly took a drink, the corner of his mouth curling mischievously into a dimple that spoke volumes about how much he was enjoying leading his brother on.
”Uh. Eight feet? Really, they uh. Made them seem kind of... tiny.” Kol finished lamely. “We're at the Greek house for the month, don't have all the grimoires, you see.”
“So you've mentioned. I'll be sure to inform Caroline of your incompetence, little brother.”
“Caroline?” Kol's voice turned a little sharp. “She's okay, right? Nothing... happened?”
“Caroline's fine.” Klaus' voice was terrible and final, and for once Caroline thought he was speaking from the heart, like he was saying she would be fine because he willed it so.
“Nik, now just—”
“Like I said.” Klaus did a good impression of gathering himself. “I'd like to indulge in my wife without the family making a nuisance of themselves. Stay out of Brazil for the next month if you know what's good for you.” He hung up the phone.
“We're going to Brazil?” Caroline asked. She wasn't sure if that was a good thing or not. The part of her that desperately wanted to see the world was thrilled. The other part of her that was already freaking out from being in Paris didn't know if going to a second location was a good idea.
Klaus smiled. “No, we're going to the library. Kol is going to Brazil.” Beckoning with one hand, he pulled her to her feet. Pinching the edge of the fabric between two fingers, he gave her jacket a small tug. “Excellent choice, will blend you in nicely, and you look lovely.”
Caroline beamed at him, and he licked his lips, sighed almost regretfully, and then turned away, draining his glass and setting it on the desk. Tapping a touchscreen in the corner of it, the fire went out, and Klaus waved at her to follow him. Feeling a little off-kilter, she did.
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pushing500 · 6 months
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It is day 26.
Twenty. Six.
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Immediately after the wedding, Vasso set off on a quest to find a persona monosword named Fracturedivine (a very cool name) with our newly purchased donkey, Shamrock. He was getting antsy about not travelling because of his wanderlust trait, and I thought a persona monosword was as good a reason as any to go on an adventure.
It looks like the newlyweds will have to wait a while for their honeymoon.
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As Vasso was travelling, Blackdragon and Duchess (who have known each other for a grand total of four days) decided to get engaged. Nobody on this planet knows how to take things slow.
I also imagine Socks is extremely frustrated having to share a cell with these ridiculous lovebirds.
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Vasso arrived, got ambushed by a lone naked woman wielding a shiv, killed her with a headshot, and left again with Fracturedivine. I don't think I'll have anyone bond with it yet, as nobody in this colony is particularly good at melee, so perhaps we'll wait until we recruit someone more suited to such a weapon.
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Also, I got this screenshot of Vasso pouting and being irate in this whimsical forest of giant flowers and thought it was funny/cute enough to share. Maybe he has hay fever, and that's why he's so grumpy. <3
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glitterghost · 4 months
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The way people you know, friends you were once close to, literally sometimes just dissipate from your life like an apparition, is absolutely bat shit insane.
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girafferoyalty · 1 year
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Had to do the Barbie & Ken meme from twitter with them, bc why not
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quietwingsinthesky · 2 months
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Drabble 79/366 - Doctor Who
Darillium is dark, and it’ll stay that way for years and years like a held breath. That doesn’t stop him from being afraid to wake up with the sun intruding through the closed blinds.
The light would melt across River’s sleeping face and turn her into gold—circuit boards and cold metal.
But not without knowing how much she is loved, and by no one more than him. He’ll make sure she knows.
That’s their past and future. Now, she breathes. She scrunches her nose in her sleep.
He won’t close his eyes until he believes he couldn’t forget her.
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kakusu-shipping · 1 year
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It’s my blog and I’ll post what I want to even if what I want to post is a Post Mario Movie Mario X Luigi mini fic because it’s my blog and I’ll post what I want to
So far away, and still together.
In which Mario and Luigi move in
“Last box!” Mario called, the loud thud of said cardboard box hitting the floor causing Luigi to flinch. “We’re officially moved in.”
Moved in... Moved in to Toad town, in a world so far away yet just a single pipe from Brooklyn. So far from that apartment they’d grown up in, from their food thief uncles, and mama’s fresh pasta. So far..
Mario’s hand brushed Luigi’s, and the younger flinched, pulling his hand quickly away on reflex.
They’d always been together, Mario and Luigi, as more than just brothers, as long as they could remember. When they were kids it was fine, no one batted an eye. Why was Luigi in Mario’s bed? He’s scared of the dark, and they shared a room anyway. Why does Mario kiss Luigi on the forehead so much? He’s affectionate, let the boy be affectionate.
It wasn’t until Middle school, when their father clonked their heads together, when they’d almost had their first real kiss, when their mother sat them down and talked in her worried, loving voice. She’d explained it like they didn’t know what they were doing, like they were confused, like she’d done wrong by not splitting them sooner.
They got separate rooms after that.
Sense then it got harder. They remained ever the same, but quieter. Secretive. Careful. They didn’t want to disappoint their mother, or get whacked over the head again by their father. They were lucky they were Italian, and affection was the normal between their family. Though somehow it never felt like enough.
“Lu. Luigi. Look at me.” Mario’s hand laced in Luigi’s, there in the living room. Their living room. Their home. Luigi turned to his brother, face red and eyes wet. Here in this house so far away from everything they’d ever know, in a locked house all their own, Mario laid a gentle hand on Luigi’s cheek and pressed his lips over his brother’s.
It wasn’t their first kiss, they’d snuck in a few, and it wasn’t like it’d been forever sense they’d kissed, just earlier today in fact while packing up Luigi’s room they’d exchanged a peck, yet this one. This one. It made Luigi’s leg’s shake.
Luigi wrapped his finger’s around Mario’s overall straps and pressed closer, closer, closer, never close enough. Mario held onto Luigi’s cheeks, bending back into the desk from his bedroom now propped here in their living room, it was all he could do to stop himself from toppling over.
Here in their home Luigi thought this kiss could go on forever and he wouldn’t care. He could run out of breath and keep going. He could starve and still stand there, his lips pressed against his brother’s.
When Mario moved his hands to Luigi’s shoulders and pushed him back, the younger resisted, using Mario’s overalls to pull himself back, pressing back into his lips harder, closer, deeper.
“Lu-” Mario spoke into his brother’s lips, pushing him back again. The older gasped for breath, practically sitting on his old wooden desk.
Luigi found himself snapped out of his trance, immediately retreating three large steps back and he spilled apologizes, wringing his hands together in front of his chest. His cheeks flushed, his eyes stung with tears. He’d gone overboard, he’d always gone overboard. He’s the reason they’d gotten caught in the first place, and nearly gotten caught so many times after. And now here he was, putting Mario at risk again in their brand new home. Why’s he gotta be such a screw up-
Mario’s lips once again pressed to Luigi’s, soft and quick and enough to shut him up. “Deep breath, bro.” He said gently, placing his hand on his brother’s waist, “In and out, nice and slow.”
Luigi took a few steadying breaths before laying his forehead on his brothers shoulder, “I’m sorry..” He shook softly, gripping onto the front of Mario’s overalls.
“For what? Kissin’ the love of you life openly and passionately for the first time in your life? Taking my breath away? Pinnin’ me to my desk like a horn dog?”
“I-I did not PIN you!” Luigi shot up, face deep red as he pushed away from his brother.
Mario chuckled, pulling Luigi back, “You didn’t bend me over the desk kissing at me like you’d never see me again?”
“Shut up!! Shut Up!!!” Luigi slapped his hand over Mario’s face, pushing at him again, “I did not bend you over!!!”
Mario continued to laugh, kissing at Luigi’s hand before scooping him up and spinning them both and toppling onto the couch with Luigi on his lap. The younger buried himself into his brother’s shoulder, ears burning red.
There were boxes to unpack, cleaning and sorting and probably some paper work to be done, but it all could wait.
For now, Mario and Luigi laid comfortably together on their little beat up loveseat they’d bought off some guy in Kings for $250, in their living room, their house, so far away from the little apartment they’d grown up in. So far away, and still together.
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fromtheseventhhell · 1 year
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I am almost there, Arya thought. She knew she ought to be excited, but her belly was all knotted up tight. Maybe that was just the fever she’d been fighting, but maybe not. Last night she’d had a bad dream, a terrible dream. She couldn’t remember what she’d dreamed of now, but the feeling had lingered all day. If anything, it had only gotten stronger. Fear cuts deeper than swords. She had to be strong now, the way her father told her. There was nothing between her and her mother but a castle gate, a river, and an army … but it was Robb’s army, so there was no real danger there. Was there? (Arya X, ASOS)
I'm feeling very unwell
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theamazingannie · 1 year
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The fact that Owen has literally gotten into physical fights and is so chaotic and impulsive that his own team members assume the HR visit is for him is really something that should’ve been talked about more in-show
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only-one-brain-cell · 9 months
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You know what I give JJ a lot of shit for The Comfession™️ but also the man who’s she’s declaring her love to looks like this.
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