u know that episode in the office where pam has an art show and invites the entire office and half the people dont show up and the people who do are mean about her art and then michael comes and is so in awe and wants to buy the painting of the building they work in ????? i cry every fuckin time
At Jim and Spock’s wedding, Ben Sulu catches the bouquet and ignores everyone’s good-natured ‘you’re already married’ comments. He gives himself a moment to smell the flower arrangement his husband put together, then turns to him and asks, “Vow renewal?”
This is a One Shot about Harry being your best friend and falling asleep on top of you. Unfortunately, that’s the exact time your friend decides to talk about how obvious it is that you have feelings for each other.
I really am a lazy ass. I can’t believe I started this like on Friday. I am ashamed of myself. Now, maybe the fact that I only worked on this while watching Allesia’s stream may have something to do with my slowness.
I got the idea for this on the stream. We know that in Alessia’s “behind the scenes” AU, Sans and Alphys are not married, tho they still have a cute little baby. Anyway, I thought that Alphys would look really good in a wedding dress, so I drew her. This is TimeTale’s Alphys by @allesiathehedge but really it could be any Alphys you want.
Dunno if this really looks like a Wedding Dress, I mean, I got the idea for the dress from Leannkan and Drawingwithgreen (i really hope that this is how it was spelled). I don’t know if they have a tumblr so I can’t tag them.. I didn’t want to do the traditional white dress, but maybe i should have.
Y’know, I have the impression that this dress could be worn even if you aren’t a bride. Really, If it was black in place of white I would wear this.
Edit: I knew it. This really is @leannkan ‘s blog.
au where jimin is helping set up for namjoon and jin’s wedding reception, repositioning flower arrangements (the color scheme is light blue and grey), setting place cards, rehearsing his speech, laughing when taehyung casually bosses the venue staff around. and he’s feeling good because his best friends are getting married in forty-eight hours and for the first time since jin asked him to be his best man, he isn’t stressed over the wedding until a voice behind him says “you helped decide on the colors, didn’t you? you love that light blue”
and jimin turns to see his ex-boyfriend yoongi standing there. the same yoongi that broke up with him over a year ago, the one that told him “I can’t do this anymore, jimin,” and “I love you—but right now it’s not enough,” the same one that jimin thought he was going to spend the rest of his life with. and the breakup left him feeling helpless and left in the dark, unable to sleep in his bed because for the time in two years, he was sleeping alone. jimin blamed himself for the breakup mostly, looking at the ways he drove yoongi out, wondering how he could’ve made the love yoongi felt like it was enough, and now here yoongi is, wearing slacks and a white button down, hair dark black instead of blond from the last time jimin saw him, expression soft, and all jimin can feel is disbelief and anger, “what are you doing here?” and yoongi just looks at him and says “namjoon’s best man had to show up sometime”
angsty wedding moments ensue (they keep running into each other despite how big the beach venue is, past issues get brought up, jimin gets a little too drunk during jin’s bachelor party and ends up fighting back tears when yoongi helps him into his hotel room, things escalate the night of the reception and they find each other on the beach, jimin straddling yoongis lap in the sand and kissing him until he feels dizzy, yoongi murmuring into jimins mouth “I’ve thought about you every day,” and “I’m so sorry,” and “loving you is enough. it’s always been enough”)
Summary:The reader comes back from her friend’s wedding annoyed as all gets out because people don’t know how to mind their own business and Dean helps her calm down and remember that those people and their opinions don’t matter.
Word Count: 1189
Warnings: Mentions of weddings
A/N:I usually don’t write about specific events in my life, but dammit I just really needed to vent, and I also need Dean Winchester to comfort me, so here y’all go. Weddings suck. (And weddings in your hometown with all those people you grew up with and all of your parents’ friends suck even worse)
Dean looked up from the video he had been watching when the
front door of the bunker opened. Y/N came in, her shoes dangling from her
fingers and her hair a tangled mess from driving with the windows down.
“Hey, sweetheart,” Dean greeted. “How was
When she walked by him without so much as a nod, he trailed
off and furrowed his brow while watching her stalk towards her room. Well, something had happened at her friend’s
wedding reception and there was no way Dean was about to let her fester away in
whatever negative emotion was coursing through her body. So he shut his laptop
and strolled after her.
“What’s up, Y/N?” asked Dean when he leaned up
against the door jamb. She was angrily trying to unzip her dress, but was
having no luck.
Finally she huffed in defeat and turned her back to him.
“A little help?”
Well, Dean knew better than to get on her bad side when she
was in a mood. So he quickly helped her unzip before walking over to her bed
while she undressed and pulled on her sweats and an oversized tee.
As soon as she was dressed down, she whirled around and
pointed an accusing finger at Dean. “You! Are not allowed to get married for at least a year.”
A/N: This is long but I’m so not even sorry because I think Harry is hella cute when he is all awkward and shy and yeah…hope you guys like it !
Harry had been acting remarkably out of character for the whole day. He was jittery and nervous and nothing like the carefree man you were dating. Every time you looked at him he was running his fingers through his curls or muttering something incoherent under his breath; whatever it was that was causing it however had you worried.
The only time you’d ever seen Harry so stressed was when management was breathing down the bands necks for the next single, album or tour date; it wasn’t often that anything else bothered him to this capacity. Moving to sit next to him on the couch you touched his shoulder lightly. “Haz, you okay?” “Huh? Oh yeah, I’m fine Kitten,” He replied, forcing a smile onto his face. “You can tell me if anything is wrong Harry, you know that right?” “Y/n,” Harry said, taking your hand in his and giving it a loose squeeze. “Don’t worry about me alright? I’m fine.”
You raised your eyebrows but left the subject alone. You trusted Harry and you weren’t about to go prying into anything he didn’t want you to know; sooner or later he’d talk to you. Getting back up off the couch you pressed a quick kiss to his forehead before moving into the kitchen, intent on making you both a cup of tea.
You were going about doing just that when you heard Harry’s voice, muffled from the living room. Curiosity got the better of you and you stepped closer to the arch way. “I can’t do it!” You heard Harry say and you gathered he was on the phone; he sounded so defeated. “I don’t think I can ask her.”
You were thoroughly confused, was he talking about you? You kept listening as Harry sighed heavily. “No, no your right,” He said. “Rip it off like a bandaid.”
You stepped back as you thought about his words, your mind immediately jumping to the worst case scenario, Harry breaking up with you. Sure he was away a lot and you didn’t always see eye to eye on that, but surely he wasn’t going to end things because of it. You had always stuck by him through the band’s career, ever since you started dating him; you put up with the rumors and the magazine articles and the paparazzi and almost everything else that came along with dating a celebrity and you’d never complained once, because you loved Harry more than you’d loved anybody. Now that there was a possibility that it was all going to come to an end you found you couldn’t quite breathe.
a/n: Hiiii. This is my second one, if anyone is reading this at all, please do give me feedback or note it. I would love it very much. And I do recommend putting in a last name in the submit thing if you want to. :) Also, my requests are open. :)
You cannot believe you’re standing in front of the man of your dreams, about to marry him. The man you’ve loved ever since you heard him on Vine, singing a six-second cover of As Long as you Love Me. Thereusedto be times where you would wake up beside him and the fact that you were dating the Shawn Mendes still didn’t sync in.
Shawn inhaled, insanely nervous. You can feel his clammy hands that was holding yours. Standing in front of crowds usually didn’t bother him, but right now, saying his vows in front of both of your family and closest friends made him very nervous. “I always thought that most artists try to be poetic and all, I really do think that we should just say what we mean. The same thing with my vows right now, I’m just gonna tell you how I feel and what I mean.” Everyone chuckled and Shawn broke his gaze on you to look at everyone. “I still remember opening your direct message with your phone number in it. I thought it was funny to FaceTime you.” With the mention of the FaceTime, everyone laughed.
Pairing: Bucky Barnes x Reader Warnings: Smut Summary: Bucky goes missing before the wedding. A/N: This is based off this post, after I read it I just couldn’t get it out of my head and had to write it. Come let me know what you think! Word count : 1,348
You nervously flatten the soft white fabric of your dress, taking a shaky breath. Looking at yourself in the mirror, you fix a stray hair and adjust your dress. “You look beautiful, Y/N” Natasha’s hands are cold on the warmed skin of your shoulders. You smile at her in the reflection of the mirror. “Barnes is a lucky guy” she says sincerely, her beautiful eyes locked on yours.
You cant help but shake your head and a small laugh escapes your mouth before you speak “pretty sure, I’m the lucky one Tasha”.
“You’re both lucky-” she moves a curl of your hair back in place “-to find such perfect love in this world” she smiles but you notice the sadness behind her words.
Turning around you take her into your arms, a strong loving embrace. Clearing your throat of the tears you murmur “I wonder how Bucky is doing” laughter dancing in your words.