the bells on our wedding day

Thank You All

We have now been married for just over 3 days (and let me tell you – marriage is pretty awesome.)

I just wanted to stop in and say thank you to all of you who have been following along. I know planning a wedding and buying a house and moving took up a huge chunk of my time in the last 6-8 months and there has been irregular (largely absent) blogging on my part.

With our house all moved into and our wedding now captured in photographs and memories, I’m hoping to get back to blogging again.

I miss y'all.

But thank you to everyone who has been here. For those of you who remember the early days of Sweetheart’s appearance in my life to those of you who just jumped on at the end to hear the wedding bells. Thank you for your support and congratulations.

I’m so excited to be Mrs. Dr. LadyKay. ❤️

CS FF: Man Flu

Summary: It’s Killian and Emma’s first wedding anniversary, but Killian is sick and has no clue what day it is.  To make matters worse, he is driving Emma crazy as she takes care of him.

Rating: PG

Note: So many men are big babies when they get sick (apologies to any men who may be reading this), so I thought the same could be true for our former pirate.  This goes back and forth between Emma and Killian’s POV.  Hope you enjoy it!  ~Steph

…Man Flu: Part 1/1…

~Emma’s POV~

Today is our first wedding anniversary.  This first year of marriage to Killian has been the happiest of my life.  

Minus the last three days, that is.  When I said the vows in sickness and health, I never imagined this.  

I squeeze my eyes closed as the ringing once again fills my ears. Why did I give Killian that damn bell?!  He’s been ringing it incessantly for the last two days.  I thought it would be an improvement over him bellowing my name every five minutes, but I was sorely mistaken.  

Three days ago, Killian came down with a cold. The usual: scratchy throat, cough, runny/stuffy nose.  But you would have thought the man had contracted the plague.  He hasn’t left our bed and complains about every little symptom.  Here’s a man who has lost his hand, been hit by a car, been stabbed, nearly drowned, been tortured, and actually died.  I’m sure in his more than 200 years he’s endured even more than that.  But somehow the common cold brings him to his knees.  

There’s a name for this.  Man flu.  Basically, men act like babies when they become even slightly sick.  Apparently, my brave, strong, resilient pirate isn’t immune to such an affliction.  And now I must also suffer.

The bell rings again, followed by a pitiful moan of “Emma”.

“Coming,” I grumble, as I head up the stairs.

I find him in our bed, the comforter pulled up around his neck.  Tissues are strewn everywhere. His hair is sticking up in all directions and his nose is red.  His blue eyes are watery.

I come to stand before him, hands on my hips.  "You rang?“

"Love, do you think perhaps you could close the curtains?  I’m afraid the sunlight is hurting my sensitive eyes.”

I bite my lip, but nod.  "Sure.“

I walk over to the window and pull the curtains closed.

"Not quite that much.  I enjoy a bit of light.”

I feel my fists clench as I pull the curtains open a little, nearly pulling them off the rod with my vice-like grip.  

“Better?” I ask.

“Perfect,” he says, offering me a weak smile.  "Thank you.“

"Can I get you anything else before I go?” I ask.

“You’re leaving?” he croaks.  

I sigh. “Killian, I’ve been waiting on you for three days. I have a job, you know.  I’m surprised this town hasn’t been destroyed by monsters yet.”

“My apologies for being so much trouble,” he mumbles.

I roll my eyes.  I know what he’s doing and it won’t work.  

“Look, you have your cell phone right there.  If you need me, just call and I’ll be back in no time at all.”

“I don’t want to be a bother,” he mutters. “I’m sure I can fend for myself in my weakened state. After all, I’ve cared for myself most of my life.”

I roll my eyes again and walk over to him, placing a kiss on his lips against my better judgment.  I don’t really want to risk getting sick, but a kiss usually placates him for a bit.

“You’ll be fine.  I told you.  It’s just a cold.”

“I beg to differ.  I feel as if I am on my deathbed.  It must be scurvy.”

“For the thousandth time, it is not scurvy.”

“With all due respect, love, you aren’t a doctor.”

“True, but I do know how to google.”


“Look stuff up on the, as you would say, computer box.”

“Oh. Proceed.”

“And you have none of the symptoms of scurvy.  It’s also very rare in modern times, mostly occurring in poor countries due to malnutrition.  What you have is the common cold.”

“There’s hardly anything common about it.  I don’t see why I can’t be given some medicine to cure this infernal disease.”

“Because there’s no cure for the common cold, which, by the way, is not a disease.  You just have to ride it out.  You can relieve the symptoms like we have been doing with over-the-counter drugs, but there’s not much else you can do.”

“I suppose I’ll just suffer then.”

I wait for him to acknowledge our anniversary, but he’s so delirious from the meds and distracted by his constant whining, that I am pretty sure he doesn’t have any idea what day it is.  

I try to hide my disappointment, as I hook my thumb in the direction of the door.  "Ok, I’m going to go now.  Call me if you need me.“

"Goodbye, love,” he says as I exit the room.

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Wedding Bells? || Josh

Josh masterpost found here

Word count - 1,598

Summary - The one with James Corden.

Josh’s POV

Tonight was the night (Y/N) was to be on The Late Late Show with James Corden. She traveled all the way to the states for part of her tour and when James asked her to appear and perform on the show, she couldn’t turn it down. I was crazy proud of her, and so were the other boys. They all came over to my flat to watch her on the show. We ordered some pizza and broke out the drinks just in time to see her performance. “She’s smashing it!” Mikey said excitedly, taking another bite of his pizza.

“And she looks bloody incredible,” Jack added.

“She sent me like, three different outfits,” I said. “She couldn’t decide. I picked this one.”

“Her ass looks great,” Joe said, sipping his beer. I rolled my eyes and turned my attention back to the TV.

Once she finished singing her song, James joined her on stage, gave her a hug, and said to the audience, “(Y/N) (Y/L/N) ladies and gentleman! We’ll be back to talk to her after the break!”

“Better get another round of drinks ready,” Conor laughed.

“Is she nervous?” Oli asked while Conor went to go grab another beer from the kitchen.

“I don’t think so,” I told him. “She was only telling me she was excited. I think she’s pretty used to interviews by now.”

The commercial break seemed to fly by. When (Y/N) appeared back on the screen with James, I shushed everyone in the room and turned up the volume. “Welcome to the show (Y/N),” James said with a smile.

“Thanks for having me,” she said back. “I’m a big fan.”

“Well thank you,” James said. “And we’re a big fan of yours. Your album is absolutely smashing the charts right now.” The audience cheered and I couldn’t help but mirror the smile (Y/N) was wearing.

“I know it’s been crazy,” she said. “I think it hit number one in the UK only a few hours after it was dropped which is mental.”

“And number one here as of yesterday, so congratulations,” James said.

“Wait, really?” she said, her jaw dropping. “Are you serious?”

“You didn’t know?” James almost laughed.

“I had no idea!” she said, smiling widely. “That’s crazy. Oh my god. Thank you guys so much. Wow. Okay. Wow. Sorry. I got a bit excited. Sorry. Wow.”

“Blimey!” Joe exclaimed. “Number one in the states!”

“And after only 48 hours,” I replied, absolutely beaming with pride. We all turned our attention back to the TV after the applause from the audience had died down.

“You sound so surprised,” James said.

“I am!” (Y/N) replied. “When I started making music I never ever in my wildest dreams would’ve thought I’d be heard in America, let alone hit number one. Hell, I never thought anyone outside of my local pub was going to hear me.”

“That’s right, you started by playing in pubs,” James said. “Tell us a little more about that.”

“Well, I had a bit of a bumpy childhood,” she said. “A lot of bullying which lead to an eating disorder which lead to self harm which lead to more bullying which lead to me dropping out of sixth form. That’s I think considered about 12th grade in high school here in the states. Well anyway, so I didn’t graduate, I dropped out and locked myself in my house for ages. My parents, bless them, were so concerned and poured so much love out to me. After a while I started getting into music. It was the only thing that like, didn’t make me feel so sad all the time. So my parents bought me a guitar and I learned to play and started to sing and started playing for local pubs. Around 2012 I started posting videos on YouTube. I was about 19 at the time. That’s where I met a load of my friends and got the courage to start posting more regularly and playing for bigger crowds. I would get to play at YouTube conventions and eventually Sony heard me and signed me and now I’m here.”

The audience applauded (Y/N) and I couldn’t wipe the smile from my face to save my life. Even the boys were silent with proud smiles plastered on their faces. “That’s incredible,” James said once the crowd died down. “And now you are a spokeswoman for Beat.”

“I am,” she nodded. “Beat is the UK’s leading charity supporting people with eating disorders. Like I said, after I met my friends through YouTube, they all really encouraged me to speak up about my disorder. At first I didn’t want to because I thought it would lead to more bullying online in the comments section of my videos and on a much larger scale than I was used to. Deep down though I knew that my voice mattered and that I was so fortunate to be on a platform where I could save somebody. So in between posting covers of songs and original pieces, I would post videos about my disorder and answer questions and give advice to anyone who asked for it. Now I’m a proud spokeswomen for Beat so I get to speak to larger crowds about it which has just been an incredible blessing.”

The audience applauded again and James announced another commercial break. “I forget how much (Y/N) has been through,” Caspar said, taking a piece of now cold pizza from the box.

“Same,” Joe nodded. “She’s just changed so much. I remember when I first met her, she’s so different now. It’s hard to believe she was ever quiet or scared or hurting. She’s always so positive.”

“You sure do have a good one, Josh,” Jack said, clapping me on the back. The boys all agreed and I smiled again.

“She’s so inspiring,” I said honestly. “Like, I know you’ll all just take the piss out of me but I genuinely am just so proud of her everyday. She inspires me to be a better person. And she’s always used her platforms to do incredible things. Whether she was on YouTube or now on the bigger scale, she’s just always been trying to help people. She always told me it’s because she never wanted anyone to feel as alone as she did. Everyday I just find a new reason to love her.”

The boys were quiet for a minute. Conor then said, “As badly as I want to take the piss out of you, I just can’t.” The boys all mumbled agreements.

“Do you think you’ll marry her?”

I turned my attention fully to Caspar when he spoke. “Come on,” Caspar laughed lightly. “I’ve known you for almost our whole lives. Three years on and you still look at her like it’s the first day you met her. I’ve never seen anyone impact you the way she has.”

Before I could answer, James came back on the TV with (Y/N) again. “So before the break you talked a little bit about your YouTube life,” James said. “You still post covers online.”

“I do,” (Y/N) smiled. “I can’t abandon my YouTube roots.”

“Most of your friends are YouTubers,” James said. “And your boyfriend?” At this, I blushed and so did (Y/N).

“Yeah, Josh and I have been dating for three years now,” she said. A picture of me and (Y/N) came up on the screen as the audience “aww’d.” It was a picture from Instagram of us on the beach in Knysna. Another one came up that Oli had taken without our knowledge of us sitting outside one day on a trip to LA. We had woken up early and ate breakfast on the porch as we watched the sunrise. Oli captured us with her head on my shoulder.

“Do I hear wedding bells ringing?” James teased as he and (Y/N) came back on screen.

“That’s what I just asked!” Caspar yelled to the TV. We all shushed him as (Y/N) spoke.

“No ring on my finger!” she laughed lightly.

“Come on,” James pressed. “You can’t tell me you haven’t thought about it.”

“Of course I have,” she said. “What girl hasn’t? Not sure the timing is right right now.”

“Please,” James scoffed playfully.

“Josh and I both still have some growing up to do,” she said with a smile. “He’s got a lot going on with his channel right now and I’ve got a lot with the album and the tour. We’re both still young. We’ve got all the time in the world. For now I think we’re both very happy with how things are.”

“Fair enough,” James nodded, holding his hands up in surrender. “Just tell me one thing.”

“Anything, James,” she teased.

“If he proposed to you tomorrow, what would your answer be?”

“James!” she laughed, covering her face with her hands.

“You said anything!” James said back, laughing as well.

“You’re going to get me into deep water here, James,” she said.

“It’s just a question!” he said back.

“Alright, alright,” she laughed. “To be honest, I would’ve married Josh after a month of dating him if that wasn’t so crazy. So I suppose if he proposed to me tomorrow, I’d say yes.”

The audience cheered, James smiled, and signed off for another commercial break after thanking (Y/N) for being on the show. The boys then went off, making jokes about how I better go out and buy a ring. I ignored them, far too focused on the text that just appeared on my phone.

(Y/N): No rush, my love. I’ll be ready whenever you are xx

anonymous asked:

can you write a james blurb around the 'someday my prince will come' scene from snow white??? aaaa i love your writing so much omg

Thank you! Hope you like it!


Some day my prince will come
Some day we’ll meet again
And away to his castle we’ll go
To be happy forever I know
Some day when spring is here
We’ll find our love anew
And the birds will sing
And wedding bells will ring
Some day when my dreams come true

It was the little things he did. The way he’d pick up your book when it slipped from your hands. The way his hearty laugh would fill up the common room when you made a joke. The way his hand would brush yours innocently as he walked down the corridor by your side. 

It was his eyes. Mischievous and light. It was his hair. Messy and dark. It was his grin. Cheeky and dazzling. It was his arms. Sturdy and warm. It was everything about him.

He left you breathless in a way no one else ever could. His voice was constantly running through your head. His face the only thing you could see when you closed your eyes at night. If only you had the courage to tell him. To admit that he was the prince you had always dreamed of meeting. The prince you’d always hoped would sweep you off your feet.


The Yule Ball arrived suddenly. You had opted to go with a group of friends rather than a date. Though, that didn’t stop you from fantasizing about a night with James. 

As you entered the great hall, you were met with clusters of students roaming the room. Some dancing, others seated at tables. 

You brushed a stray hair behind your ear as your friend clutched at your arm eagerly, clearly having spotted the boy she’d been hoping to impress. 

“I’ll see you in a bit!” she ran off before you could even answer. 

You made your way over to the refreshments table, suddenly parched. Perhaps from nerves, or maybe simply because you were feeling very awkward on your own. 

“(Y/N),” came a familiar voice from behind you.

Turning swiftly, you nearly collided with James. 

“Easy,” he chuckled, steadying you. “You look amazing.”

“Oh,” you blushed, “thank you.” 

“Are you alone?” he asked, his smooth voice soothing your worries. 

“Well, I was with some friends, but they seem to have disappeared,” you admitted, your eyes meeting everything but his own. 

“Doesn’t seem fair,” James remarked. 

“What doesn’t?”

“A beautiful girl all alone on a night like tonight,” he smiled. “Care to dance?”

Your cheeks were bright crimson after his comment, and you could only manage a nod. 


James and you were a sweaty mess after many dances. He treated you like a princess and kept you laughing all the while. 

Eventually, the two of you found yourselves outside in a garden illuminated by fairy lights. 

Noticing a shiver, he quickly shrugged off his own jacket and covered your shoulders with it. 

“Thanks,” you breathed. 

He gave you a crooked grin before running a hand through his hair, “Listen, (Y/N), I’d really like to kiss you.”

You tilted your head, your mouth opening and closing like a fish. 

“If you’d let me, of course,” he added quickly. 

“Yes,” you breathed.

He smiled softly and brought his lips to yours, the two of you moving in synch. 

“To tell you the truth, I’ve been wanting to do that for a long time,” he laughed, his cheeks a little flushed.

“Me too,” you whispered. 

It seemed you had indeed found your prince after all. 

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Sing You to Sleep

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Never Let An Enchantress Give You A Wedding Present - Prose_By_Rose - Beauty and the Beast (2017) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Beauty and the Beast (2017), Beauty and the Beast - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Gaston/LeFou (Disney), Adam/Belle (Disney)
Characters: Agathe (Disney)
Additional Tags: Humor

“Gaston!” the enchantress says, “For your cruelty and your conceit, I place upon you a curse that may only be broken by true love. From this day forth, you will take the shape of a terrible beast, until the time that—”

LeFou burst into the room.

“Gaston, I love you!” LeFou says.

“Oh for — I haven’t even turned him into a beast yet,” the enchantress complains.

I was trying to put into actual words how amazing the wedding episodes were without either waxing poetic or just banging my hands on my keyboard in a frenzy. Then I thought that I SHOULD wax poetic, because hell’s bloody bells, our boys are married!

There’s that moment, isn’t there, when something really special has happened and you know that you’ll remember it for a long time. Some of those moments are just average day to day, mundane things which just so happen to leave an impact; some again are huge events which makes your breath catch and your heart race. Emmerdale is a soap on British television, and at least seven eighths of the world’s population has never heard of it; it’s a day to day thing, which—every so often—does something magical and incredible, and makes my breath catch and my heart race.

On Tuesday, Robert and Aaron got married, and things seemed to shift just a little bit. Of course the world is still spinning on the same axis, and hell I’m still single and sporting a cough like I smoke 50 a day. The world is still this side of messed up, and sometimes we need a bit of light. For one eighth of us, that came in the form of a marriage between two fictional men, who expressed their love and devotion to each other in some of the most beautiful scenes I’ve ever had the privilege of watching.

From Aaron being shoved out the door by Robert in the morning, to being held by him that night as the literal and metaphorical darkness encroached, their wedding was perfect. Even the imperfections were perfect. Even Faith Dingle’s attempts to help by throwing together a miss-match of decorations and themes made me chuckle, and when Robert and Aaron walked to their make shift altar accompanied by Bear’s Den ‘The Love We Stole’, I think we realised that even in the most chaotic mess there is beauty and awe which can be found. Of course things didn’t go to plan, and for Robron it would be too strange if it did. Their relationship is as solid as they come, but it doesn’t mean that it isn’t subject to the odd strong gust of wind or upset. But they get through it, and that is what matters. Through it all, they have each other. They got married alone, in the garage (the place that it all started, the place that Robert found Aaron and his stolen car, the place that Robert asked if they could be mates, the place where they had their first time), and it was just so perfectly them. Free to express themselves, they promised themselves to each other through everything, promising to be better for each other, to be the best husbands they could be.

And so to the parts which made my chest constrict. Robert has never really felt that he belonged. For too many years he tried to be something he isn’t, and tried to flaunt an image of himself that never quite fit, like a suit made for the wrong person. But now, with Aaron, he has a family. Not just Aaron and Liv, but the Dingles. The Dingles have claimed Robert as one of their own, and I am just so unbelievably happy. Robert has married into a family which seem PROUD to call Robert their own, who seem HAPPY to do so. I think that is what struck me the most about the wedding: everyone was just so genuinely, sincerely happy. Discounting Paddy—and even he had to admit that he could see Robert loves Aaron—there wasn’t a single moment of cynicism during the episodes. Not one person considered for a moment that marriage between Robert and Aaron wouldn’t work, or couldn’t work. There was a smile on every single face when they shared their first dance and the kiss in the pub. Everyone has accepted them, and are HAPPY to do so.

Emmerdale really knocked it out of the park on Tuesday. Almost everything that was said, every choice of lighting, every placement of a hand or a tilt of a head will be remembered by us Robron fans for years. Emmerdale proved, once again, that when they get it right there is literally no one else who does it better.

Robert and Aaron found each other through each hardship. Through each hardship and difficulty to come, they have each other. Every decision they made, every step they took, led them to this moment, and to each other.

prismatic-bell  asked:

I want you to know I am now officially challenging you to write "Maha'ad joins the modern world for a couple of days to celebrate Kaiba's and Atem's wedding, shenanigans ensue" because after that fic YOU OWE ME A NEW HEART. YOU BROKE MINE.

Title: Our Fairly Modest Just A Few Close Friends Ancient Egyptian Wedding
Rating: G

Pairing: Seto Kaiba x Atem (Prideshipping)
Tags: Wedding, Minor Historical/Mythological References, Fluff, As Requested Here Is Your Order Of Warm Paste

In which Kaiba and Atem finally get married.

That’s it.

That’s the fic.

May 1st 1707  brought together Scotland and England under a united Parliament at Westminster.

In January a poorly attended Scottish Parliament voted to agree the Union of Scotland and England and on 16 January 1707 the Act of Union was signed. The Act came into effect on May 1st 1707; the Scottish Parliament was dissolved and England and Scotland became one country. 

From the Union of the Crowns in 1603, England and Scotland had one monarch but two Parliaments. While this worked most of the time, there were occasions when the two institutions parted company - such as when England Executed King Charles I (to the distress of many in Scotland) and became a republic, while at the same time Scotland’s governing body resolved to appoint King Charles II as their monarch. From the perspective of the leaders in London, such a situation had to be avoided in the future and the removal of the Scottish Parliament was seen as a way of achieving this.

Following the abdication of King James VII and the accession of William and Mary, the Scottish Parliament were in agreement and declared a few months later that James VII had forfeited the Scottish throne. But there were many in Scotland who still supported the deposed monarch. There were even uprisings in Scotland in support of James and the Jacobite cause was still bubbling away at the turn of the century.

There was still a large measure of religious intolerance in both England and Scotland and those in power were determined that there should never again be a Catholic monarch. But the deposed Stuart line (with their Catholic sympathies) really had a stronger claim on the throne and again there were more in Scotland who felt that this should count. When the English Parliament decided, without consultation with their Scottish counterparts, that the crown should go via the Electress of Hanover, the German granddaughter of King James VI and through her to her son (the future King George I), the Scots Parliament made plain their resentment.

There were a number of poor harvests in Scotland in the 1690s and Scotland’s economic position was then drastically worsened by the ill-fated Darien Scheme to create a Scottish colony in Panama. Scotland lost 25% of its liquid assets. The Act of Union undertook to pay 400,000 pounds in compensation to those who had incurred these losses. This was of course blatant bribery as the people who were to benefit from this compensation were amongst those who voted in favour of the Union.

Scotland relied on 50% of its exports going to England. In an act of blackmail in 1705, the English Parliament closed their market to Scottish cattle, coal and linen and declared that all Scots would be treated a aliens. It showed the vulnerability of Scotland to a trade war. In addition, Scotland was excluded from England’s colonial territories - indeed early moves towards a union of the parliaments stumbled in England as they were reluctant to allow open access. But the Act of Union in 1707 created the greatest free trade area in the world at that time.

Of course the ordinary people of Scotland were not happy with this, the church bells of St Giles in Edinburgh are said to have played the tune “Why am I so Sad on my Wedding Day” and there were riots in Edinburgh and Glasgow. 

Much has been written since then, I like Roberts Burns observation that we were “bought and sold for English Gold, Such a Parcel of Rogues in a Nation.”

A character in Sir Walter Scott’s Heart of Midlothian said “ when we had a king, and a chancellor, and parliament-men o’ our ain, we could aye peeble them wi’ stanes when they werena gude bairns - But naebody’s nails can reach the length o’ Lunnon.” 

The union was unpopular with many of the Highland clans. They wanted the return of the Stuarts to the throne in the hope that they would make Scotland a separate kingdom again. Uprisings in 1715 and of course the more famous ‘45 both ended in failure. 

To this day many of us believe this union should not have happened, a referendum in 2014 resulted in around a 55% voting to remain as part of the United Kingdom but the debate rumbles on. I believe that one day Scotland will be an Independent nation again, perhaps I wont live to see this, I do though think it inevitable. 

Zatch Bell/Konjiki no Gash Bell Sentence Starters!
  • “What if, what if, what if my aunt had a mustache? She’d be my uncle.“
  • “Oh no! Does that mean you really don’t think I’m pretty?“
  • “How dare you mistake me for that sniveling little clown of a mamodo.“
  • “For someone supposedly so smart, you don’t listen very well.“
  • “What do you mean I’m too small and can’t go on the roller coaster!“
  • “You lily-livered little wuss! I warned you not to interfere and you did it anyway! So now you’re gonna get what you deserved you’re going down!!!“
  • “Sorry I didn’t tell you sooner ______, but I’ve been busy all day. My favorite soap opera ran a special wedding episode.“
  • “Hurting those who are weak, and destroying that which is beautiful…is so enjoyable.“
  • “We will walk until we find our way through the darkness. Together we’ll find a way to happiness. Come with me and we’ll find the light.“
  • “They’re merely pawns in this game. They have no control over what they are doing.“
  • “This is an enjoyable game - manipulating the human heart.”
What Life Is [4/4]

Hello here’s the final(ish) part to @littlebabeswan‘ s CSSS gift. As always, credit due to the CS Writers’ Hub ladies, without whom I would be the laziest of all potatoes. Tagging @cat-sophia @lenfaz @piratesails @blessed-but-distressed and @profoundlyfadedprincess with the hope that they enjoy this ending - of sorts.

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If only she could be so sure about the groom.

It’s not that they haven’t seen each other since she bolted into the night, both half-dressed and half dead from shame, but despite the lingering looks he’s thrown her over the conference room table, she’s managed to more or less avoid him. Or, at least, avoid being alone with him, even if Belle and Will always seem to talk in whispers until they realise she’s within earshot and then immediately start bellowing utter nonsense about yield and trade tariffs.

It’s two days before their wedding, though, and she can’t avoid him anymore.

She’s sitting on the uncomfortable velour chair in the corner of his hotel room, several books spread over the small glass table in front of her, while he lies on the bed, almost aggressively attractive in sweatpants and a greying t-shirt, watching her with narrowed eyes.

“Are you planning to ignore me for our entire marriage?”

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  • Rumple: You know I'd never hurt you, Belle...
  • Also Rumple: But I *will* lock you in my castle against your will, twice, beat your father to a pulp, lie and deceive you on our wedding day, stalk you online when you command me to leave you alone, touch and kiss you while you're passed out, plot to kill your friends, make you an accomplice in this plot, write an AU where you're forced to love me and be a housewife, physically trap you on a ship where you're almost murdered, place a magical tracking device on you like you're a dog, plot to alter our unborn child's destiny, chase you around your library, force you to give up our son because I don't know when to fucking leave you alone and stop being a douche.
May Master List

Thanks to everyone that posted in May. I hope you had fun with the prompts. Hopefully everyone should be able to find something they’ll enjoy reading from these amazing works. You can also find all previous works here. Happy reading!

Non-Smut: Movie Night

  • Movie Night - by @barpurplewrites: Most families had started a movie night after the Second Curse, there was a desire to actually see the films they had dim false memories of watching.
  • Be Our Guest - by @worryinglyinnocent: Belle parks up beside Gold and Bae at the drive-in movie theatre. When Bae invites her to share his popcorn, Belle and Gold end up paying a lot less attention to the film…
  • The Way Forward - by @woodelf68: Adult!Gideon fluff, and a way to fix the fact that (in this ‘verse) Rumbelle never got a chance to raise their own baby.
  • Scary Movie - by @worryinglyinnocent: Post-S1. Belle is eager to learn as much as she can about this new world, and watching horror films is all part and parcel of that. Rumpelstiltskin can’t help thinking, however, that her suggestion of a movie night has ulterior motives.
  • Meet Me in the Courtyard - by @mariequitecontrarie: Belle hosts a monthly movie night in Storybrooke, always leaving the seat next to her empty. Gold loathes movies, yet movie night at the library is the one community event even he can’t seem to resist.

Smut: Strip Club

  • Bouncers and Shakers - by @worryinglyinnocent: Whilst working behind the bar of the local strip club, cocktail waitress Belle reflects on her relationship with the club’s head of security, Mr Gold, and they share an intimate moment together after the club has closed.
  • Take It All - by @worryinglyinnocent: Working at Gold’s burlesque strip club in order to make rent, Belle is tired, and bitter, and she really wants to hate her employer. It would be easier if she didn’t find him so intriguing and attractive…
  • The Hen Party - by @worryinglyinnocent: Having seen a male strip show whilst on Ruby’s hen party, Belle wonders if she can get a repeat performance from her man at home…Part six of the Cave of Wonders series.
  • Bright Lights - by @still-searching47: (Please note there is no smut)  As clandestine meeting spots went, going undercover at a strip club was hardly Belle French’s preferred option. For a start where was she supposed to put her gun? The silver lining is that Alistair Gold is her contact. Belle has hidden her attraction to him for months and once she starts to dance, she isn’t sure if the provocative position is a blessing or a curse.
  • Laid Bare - by @little-inkstone: Agent Belle French’s employers believe that small town businessman Rumford Gold is more then he appears and is actually the notorious Spinning Wheel Thief a menace that’s caused trouble for years.  Belle is inclined to agree with them; until she slips into the cover of Lacey Avonlea, a stripper working at his club the Golden Thread.  Her mission demands she get close enough to prove his guilt, but her heart tells her he’s innocent.
(Don’t) Ring the Wedding Bells - cuttlemefish - Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime) [Archive of Our Own]
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
By Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 4/4
Fandom: Yuri!!! on Ice (Anime)
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Katsuki Yuuri/Victor Nikiforov
Characters: Katsuki Yuuri, Phichit Chulanont, Mila Babicheva, Yuri Plisetsky, Christophe Giacometti, Victor Nikiforov, Isabella Yang, Jean-Jacques Leroy
Additional Tags: wedding reception au, modern-day cinderella, Social Media, Crush at First Sight, Drunk Katsuki Yuuri, Pining Victor Nikiforov, Rich Victor Nikiforov, Dancer Katsuki Yuuri, dancer isabella yang, mentions of pop music, yuuri seducing viktor with dance, Comedy, Drunk Cinderella Yuuri Katsuki, Country Club Prince Viktor Nikiforov, Trustfund Baby Viktor Nikiforov
Series: Part 1 of Drunk Cinderella and Country Club Prince

As (loosely) inspired by real life, this is the wedding reception AU (you didn’t ask for, but will get) in which Yuuri Katsuki catches the bride’s bouquet and (shortly after) gets smashed at a wedding reception, then dirty dances with his best friend, (sort of) seduces a (hot) platinum-haired trust-fund baby named Viktor, and ends up being hounded for his identity (by said trust-fund baby and his friends and family) on social media.

And we’re done, lovelies…

You Want To Marry Me?

Requests: “Hey I love your blog I was wondering if it’s not too late if you could write another Bill and Fleurs wedding one but with the reader and George? Xxx”

“At Bill and Fleurs wedding (but death eaters dont attack & its a happy evening) and you and George have been dating since you were in third year and he was in fourth, and he offhandedly says he cant wait till your wedding or something like that you ask him what he means and does he really want to marry you one day and he says of course and you get all teary and he’s like ‘bloody hell woman calm down’ while laughing and hugging you and then just heaps of fluff (Ps reader is super gentle and cute and petite. She blushes really easily which George thinks is adorable and he always whispers to her that she sexy just o make her blush heaps. She’s really soft spoken and George always calls her baby and little one as pet names)

AN/: I’m posting three Imagines today since I won’t be on tomorrow because I’ve got cheer competitions coming up, so here’s 2 of 3 :)

The shanty started to play as Fleur and Bill danced in the middle of the huge tent. The guest all clapped in rhythm with the music and laughed and cheered as the newlyweds dance across the grass.

“Here’s your drink, m’lady” your boyfriend George said to you as he bowed with a silly grin on his face, holding a glass of champagne out to you,

“Why thank you kind sir” you replied with the same mock sophistication, curtsying as you did so.

You took a drink from your glass,

“Great wedding, wasn’t it” George says, watching the two dance,

“Yeah, it was wonderful” you agree, looking at the two of them, “Fleur looks stunning”,

“But not as sexy as you my dear” George whispers in your ear, making you blush. He laughs at how flustered you were and  spins you around in a small circle, your dress fanning out into a bell shape around you.

The two of you laugh, “She’s going to make my brother a very happy man” he says with his arm wrapped around your waist.

“And he’s going to make her just as happy I’m sure, yo could see that they were meant to be right from day 1” you smile, remembering when they met a few years ago.

George chuckles, “oh Y/n, I can’t wait for our wedding”

Your eyes widen a little bit, trying to repeat what he said in your mind,

“You want to marry me someday?” you ask him, checking if you really did hear him right,

“Of course I do” he looks down and laughs a little, seeing the astonishment on your face, “why wouldn’t I want to marry you?”

“You want to marry me someday?” you ask again, getting a little bit emotional,

“Yes Y/n I— oh my god, are you about to cry?” George says looking at you funny.

Your eyes were beginning to redden and becoming glassy.

“Bloody hell woman calm down” he says as he reaches behind him to pick up a napkin on one of the tables and hands it to you,

“I never thought I’d hear you say that, Georgie” you laugh as you dab at your eyes with the napkin, trying not to ruin your makeup in the process,

“Y/n, there’s no reason in the world that I wouldn’t want to marry you someday,” George says with a smile, “I thought it was obvious,”

You giggle and your eyes start to become watery again, and you murmur things like ‘oh my god’ under your breath, when George rolls his eyes over exaggeratedly, wrapping his arm around you and laughing at your reaction to the news that he didn’t think was all that surprising,

“You crack me up, little one” he says, before placing a kiss on the top of your head.

You hug into his chest, when he starts to sway in tune with the music, and before you know it you’re both dancing to the slow music, along with the other couples.

Just a short one :)

Wedding Bells (Biadore ft. Shalaska) - by Sadie

A/N: I absolutely love this story (it’s my guilty pleasure story, since I live for Shalaska and IT IS BIADORE WEDDING FOR CHRIST SAKES) and I already have the Honeymoon chapter to go. But like I said before, this is supposed to be Roy and Danny’s life together after RPDR, and even though in ‘What Goes Bump In the Night’ they are already married and they already have a child, this is before the wedding day. I hope you like it as much as I did! Xx Sadie

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Interview w/ Chris Salewicz (Excerpt, They Were Very Strong Together, Which Left Me Out Of The Picture)
Paul McCartney

September, 1986 (MPL Communications, London): Paul tells journalist Chris Salewicz about how he enacted ‘She Loves You’ in real life with John and Yoko during the Lost Weekend. (Note: This audio follows directly after this part of the interview.)

PAUL: I was telling you about the marriage thing. When [John and Yoko] broke up, [Yoko] came through London and visited us, which was very nice – Linda and I had just got married a bit before, and we were living in this big old house in St. John’s Wood. And Yoko came by and we started talking, and obviously the important subject for us is, “What’s happened? You’ve broken up, then? You’re here, he’s there. What’s happened?” And she was very nice and confided in us [saying], “Yeah, we’re kind of broken up.” But she was being very strong about it, very – not feminist, but very strong, you know, a strong woman, rather than just submitting to it all. And she said, “No, he’s got to work his way back. If he’s to get back with me, I can’t go—” She couldn’t – which is good. I think she would have been mad to just have gone and prostrated herself at his feet, kind of thing. But she said, “No, he’s gonna have to work at it.”

And I said, “Well look, if I see him – what, are you still in love? Do you still love him?” She said, “Yeah.” I said, “Well, would you be – would you think it was an intrusion if I kind of said to him, ‘Look, man, she loves you and there’s a way to get back, and you can—’” [laughs] Sounds like Beatle songs. Sounds like those – “I send all my loving from me to you.” And I said this to Yoko. I said, “Would that be okay? Would you hate that? You know, we might see him around, and I’d like to be the mediator in this because the two of you have obviously got something pretty strong going.” And she said she didn’t mind. So that was that visit.

Then we went out to visit [John and Harry Nilsson in L.A.] and they were doing Pussy Cats, and it was weird kind of just meeting and everything. But I just said to John, who was in the house with Nilsson, Jesse [Ed Davis], Keith Moon, and a few other guys, and they were all… It was a pretty crazed house there, you know, you hear some of the stories that came out of that that house, and… it was pretty wild days. And I said to [John], “Come on. Come here. Come in the back room, I want to talk to you privately.”

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