these dresses almost make me want to get married

Dressed in White

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Your leg bounced nervously as you sat in a chair in front of the mirror while the stylist brushed through your hair. You had been waiting for this day for a year now, but it seemed as if it had come quicker than expected. All the planning and stress of the wedding was closing to an end, but the closer it got to the ceremony, the more anxious you became. 

“Stop bouncing your leg like that. You’re going to make me burn your face with the iron and no one wants that on their wedding day,” chuckled the stylist as she gently curled your hair. 

“Sorry, I’m just nervous. I don’t know why. I love Shawn and I definitely don’t have cold feet. This is all I’ve been waiting for for a year but I-” You rambled on until your best friend next to you finally shut you up.

“(Y/N)! Stop! You’re going to freak yourself out. This is all going to work out perfectly and it will be over soon, so just enjoy it,” your friend said as a smile grew on her face.

You nodded your head quickly, but her speech did not stop your heart from racing. You truly had no idea why you were so anxious. It felt like a mix of excitement, nervousness, and impatience all built into one knot growing in the pit of your stomach. Everyone had always told you that you will get jittery on your wedding day, but you had no idea it would feel like this. 

You had drifted into your own thoughts as the stylist finished up your hair and drowned the loose curls in hair spray. The feeling of your phone vibrating in your pocket had pulled you away from your deep thoughts, making your hand rush to your pocket and pull it out. Your first thought was to turn your phone on do not disturb as to not disturb you on your wedding day, but as you read the name on the screen, you smiled when it was Shawn’s.

“So I know it isn’t allowed to see the bride on the day of the wedding, but I figured it isn’t against the rules to call?” His voice rang through your phone, making your face light up more if it was even possible. 

“I don’t know, you might still be causing bad luck. But then again, I didn’t check the wedding rule book before we started this whole process,” you joked back, earning a laugh from Shawn. 

“As long as I get to see you dressed in white walking down the aisle, I’d consider myself lucky no matter what,” Shawn said sweetly, making a blush rise on your cheeks. Your blush quickly disappeared as you opened your mouth to ask Shawn a question, but immediately shut it, deciding against it.

“Babe, you okay? You’re not planning on running out now are you?” Shawn laughed lightly almost as if he was afraid the answer would be yes.

“No, no, I’m okay. It’s just, do you like me?” You asked shyly, realizing how stupid it sounded when you said it out loud.

“You’re alright I guess,” Shawn replied sarcastically making you giggle quietly.

“No I mean… do you like like me?” you asked again, realizing how you sounded like a middle schooler. Shawn laughed at the other end and you could almost picture his smile as he responded to you.

“Well I asked you to marry me didn’t I? I wouldn’t want to spend the rest of my life with you if I didn’t. So yeah, I would say I like like you,” Shawn replied. The blush rose on your cheeks again as your friend called your name.

“I have to go get my make up done, but thank you for telling me that,” you thanked him.

“Any time, babe. I’ll see you tonight?” He asked like he needed a confirmation.

“All dressed in white.” 

Poor Little Rich Girl-Part 16

Your father Lucifer is the Alpha of your pack and he rules your town with an iron fist.  He is forcing you to marry the son and heir of a rival pack.  It is 3 weeks before your wedding when you find out Sam Winchester is back.   Sam was your first love at 17, and when your father found out, he forced his family to leave town.  You haven’t spoken to him since.  What will happen when you see him again?

Characters: Alpha! Sam Winchester, Beta! Dean Winchester, Beta! Castiel Novak, Omega! Mary Winchester, Reader, Alpha! (Nick) Lucifer, Beta! Michael, Beta! Gabriel, Beta! Stephanie (OC), Alpha Eric (OC) Beta! Kerry (OC) Omega! Tess (OC) Alpha! Malcolm (OC)

Master List

Introduction (all parts are linked)

Text messages are listed in Bold

Dean and Steph headed back to their place to pack their bags while we headed back to Sam’s.  “You’re very quiet,”  Sam observed.  “Something on your mind?”

“I’m having a little trouble wrapping my brain around all of this,”  I admitted.  “A few hours ago we were eloping.  Now your Mom is dead and we’re having a shotgun wedding tomorrow for my “protection.” Uncle Gabe died to get me out of that house, Sam.  It seems like going back is an insult to his memory.”

  “Trusting your father goes against every instinct I have, Y/N.  But I will do whatever I have to to protect my Omega.  Even if it means making a deal with the devil himself.”

“This isn’t the way I envisioned starting our life together,” I whispered sadly, trying not to cry.  All this loss is suddenly too much to bear.  Uncle Gabe. Tess. Mary. So many lives destroyed because of Eric and his crazy sister.

When we pulled into the driveway, Sam reached over and caressed my cheek gently.  “I thought I’d lost you, Omega.” He whispered.  I shivered at his touch.

“I will always come back to you if I am able, Sam.   I suggest we hurry this little project along.  My father isn’t a very patient man.  He’ll be sending his men to come get us before long.”

We were packed and back in the car in under an hour.  “Time to head back to lockdown,” I grumbled.

Neither of us noticed the woman hidden in the shadows across the street watching us, her clothes still stained with Mary’s blood.

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anonymous asked:

How would the skeleton bros react that little child reader would say "let's get married!" Or "When I grow up I'll Mary you" (if it's ok for you) Trying to be romantic, they're too young to Mary them XD (You can ignore it if you want to) (pleasedontgetthewrongidea!)

(You didn’t say which skeles, so I’m gonna do UT, cause they are my favs)

UT Sans: Pff, kid nooo! He is covering up his giggling the whole time you are trying to flirt with him, cause he doesn#t want to discourage you, but it’s just so cute and funny. He will always say, “your to young kid, maybe later”, or “naa, your to young for an old sack of bones like me anyway. but appreaciate the effort” After you find a crush closer to your age, he is sligthly relieved. It was pretty funny, but also getting sligthly weird. Especially when you planned a little pretend-wedding while he was away, and greeted him in a dress with one of your toys dressed up in a fancy makeshift suit.

UT Papyrus: “AWWWW HUMAN THAT’S ADORABLE! BUT I MUST TELL YOU THAT, EVEN THOUGH I APPRECIATE YOUR DETERMINATION IN TRYING TO MARRY THE GREAT PAPYRUS, I SADLY CAN’T ACCEPT! I’M AFRAID YOU ARE JUST TO YOUNG! BUT FEAR NOT, I WILL HELP YOU FIND SOMEBODY WHO IS ALMOST AS GREAT AS ME, AND AS YOUNG AS YOU!” He thinks it’s super cute, but it makes him sligthly awkward. he doesn’t want to dissappoint you, but he also can’t accept to marry you. After you get a crush on one of your same aged friends, he always has some advice for you. Mostly from the date manuall. But he censores the more…adulty parts of the book. Nop, not before your older. Wayyyyy older.

Proposal Imagine

A/N:: So this is just something that I have been daydreaming about. It is with Joe Sugg but it can be any boy you like. Tell me what you think? Should I make this into a series?

(Y/BFF/N)= Your best friends name

(Y/BFF/H/N)= Your best friends husbands name

Your best friend was getting married today. You and her have been best friends since you were in the womb. You couldn’t believe it. She looked absolutely stunning in her dress. It almost makes you cry, but you stop yourself not wanting to mess up your make up.

(Y/BFF/N), you look breathtaking. I cannot believe you are getting married in a few moments time.” You say to her, holding her hands.

“Yeah, it’s surreal. I can’t believe it either. You and Joe had better be next.” She laughs softly and winks at you. Joe Sugg was your boyfriend of 2 and a half years. He would always joke about asking you at random times, like in a coffee shop or in the middle of road, or even in an uber.

“Maybe. You never know.” You say. “Well, it’s time for me to go. Now no falling over okay?” You giggle because you both were clumsy in high school.

“Yeah you too! We don’t need another airport type of fiasco!” She was referring to the time you were picking Joe up from the airport one night and while in a rush to be in the arms of your lover, you had fallen over the air. How embarrassing! But funny, nonetheless.

You make your way down the aisle, and you spot Joseph. He was staring right at you, eyes filled with love and amazement. Your dress was a pink dress. It was sparkly and spaghetti strapped. Then your best friend made her way down the aisle. You wanted to cry because of how happy and proud you were of her. They exchanged their vows which cause a few tears to escape your eyes. The ceremony was so beautiful and you were so happy to be apart of it.

~Skip to photos being taken~

Joe’s POV

I had this all planned. I was going to propose to (Y/N) today. Her best friend and her husband were both on board. I was going to propose during the pictures. It was all going to be documented.

“Oi, Jack mate can you record this?” I had Jack Maynard my vlogging camera so he can film the whole thing. I walk up to (Y/N) and we do a few poses. Then we get these chalk boards. The photographer says to write things on them and to have our backs to each other. So I write: (Y/N) (Y/M/N) (Y/L/N), will you marry me? The photographer takes a picture of (Y/N)’s board first. Then mine. The photographer gives me a signal to turn around. I do that and get down on one knee with the ring in my hand and the board resting against my knee.

“Alright, now turn around darling!” The photographer says., and (Y/N) turns around. Her face was priceless. She was smiling then her expression went to surprised and shocked. Her hand flew to her mouth and you could see the tears forming in her eyes. There were a few gasps and aw’s coming from the crowd. A few photos were taken and she still hadn’t said anything.

“Will you marry me and make me the happiest man in the world? Besides (Y/BFF/H/N)?” I chuckle slightly. Combination of nervous, excited and amused.

“Yes.” She whispered. I wanted her to say it louder.

“What baby? I can’t hear you.” I smile wide knowing the answer.

“YES! YES! A million times YES!” She says, with happy tears falling down her face. I slip the ring on her finger. It looks so perfect on her finger. I then stand up and hug her close. There were so many cheers and claps. I kissed her with so much love and passion. I love this woman. And I get to marry her.

PS: I may be overthinking this but I know its your best friends day but i thought it was a cute way to propose.

The Ex

“Almost ready?” You hear Dan yell from the other room.

‘No.’ You think to yourself, sitting on the bed still in your underwear.

“Love? Are you almost- oh.” He stops in the bedroom doorway. “What? What’s wrong?” He walks over to the bed and sits beside you; “Why aren’t you getting dressed?”

“I’m not going.” You mumble underneath your breath.

“What do to mean you’re not going?” He looks at you, puzzled. “It’s your best friend’s wedding.”

“She’s marrying my ex, Dan. It’s my ex’s wedding.” You glare at him, revealing your smudged make up from your ugly sobbing.

“Oh. I get it. I’m so stupid. You still love him! You don’t want him to see you with me, to see us, is that it?” He sounds genuinely offended, “I’m just not good enough for you?”

“Dan, that’s not what I meant.” You yell back. “You know that that’s not what I meant.”

“Yeah, I know that’s not what you meant, but now do you see? Do you understand how completely ridiculous you sound?”

“Excuse me?”

“Isn’t it obvious that you’ve both moved on, I mean he’s getting married for fuck’s sake.” He scoffs, “You really think that he’s still holding out for you? That this is all a ploy for him to win you back? This isn’t a romantic comedy, Love.”

You roll your eyes at him, “How? How do you always get to be right? Why can’t I be right just once?”

“Fine. You’re right, let’s just stay here, get wasted, and send their gifts in the mail. We’ll see all their photos on Facebook anyways.” He starts taking off his suit, stopping abruptly as you lean over to kiss him.

“You’re way too good for me, you know that, Dan Howell?” You see his face fill with a rosey flush, “And it’s okay that you’re always right. God knows what kind of shit hole we’d be in if I was the smart, responsible one.” You laugh and peck his cheek. “Now shoo! Shoo! I need to finish getting ready.”

“Alright, but promise to call me if you have another mental break, yeah?”

“Yeah.” You retort; causing him to grin and blush even more. You can’t help but smile back, realizing that you love Dan and that no stupid ex could ever get in the way of that.

anonymous asked:

Hello can I request the “Can I wear black to a wedding?” with minkey under the wedding theme thing? Oh and I love your blog ^^

thank you! <3 (i’m sorry this took so long ;;)

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“Seriously, Minho, do we need to so this the traditional way?” Gwiboon sighs into the phone, as she stands in front of a rack of a dozen wedding gowns, none of which seem tempting to her. “I don’t care if you see me before we’re at the altar, really. I just don’t want to go through another few hours of futile searching alone!”

At the other end of the line, Minho sighs. “Why don’t you call Junghee if Eunsook can’t make it? Or Taemin? I know he’s practically useless when it comes to clothes, you tell me often enough, but he’s better than nothing?”

“Junghee isn’t even in town, she got some emergency meeting halfway across the country,” Gwiboon sighs again, more dramatically. She tucks the phone between her shoulder and her ear, to be able to pick one of the dresses from the row. “And Taemin isn’t better than nothing. He’d just pick the most horrifying gowns to make fun of me.”

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anonymous asked:

After college I ran into one of my old professors at a bank. We talked for almost an hour to catch up. I asked him about his marriage and he said he was no longer married(his wife cheated). I asked for his number(he thought I was joking around but I wasn't). Moving on...He told me that he wanted to make me dinner,he did and we had wine also. We had sex the same night! He looks like Boris Kodjoe and dresses like Hill Harper every single day. Each time I go home to visit,we spend time together.

sexy time with a sexy professor?

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