#Wedded Bliss

[seraph5]

LachoWeek Day 1: Honeymoon S*x

This is basically the promised post-credit scene from my wedding fic: https://archiveofourown.org/works/46552420/chapters/125698675

(Full not-chill-for-work image in the source link)

[jayvikbrainrot]

Uh oh, you caught them!

[xofeno]

UPSTEAD + undressing each other

[galadhir]

WIP meme

I was tagged by @evilhasnever to find paragraphs in my WIPs with the words gaze, neck, step in them. What a delight to be asked! Thank you :)

Unfortunately I do not have a WIP at the moment, so I'm choosing the last thing I wrote, because I was still going through it and making minor improvements even this morning.

gaze

Nie Mingjue’s gaze finds him, then slides off, which is an improvement on the glares he used to level, when Ziyao’s father was still alive. Beside him, Nie Huaisang gives Ziyao an eyeroll of commiseration, before they both bow to Jiang Wanyin and to all the assembled nobility.

neck

They come out together, hand in hand. The first is tall and slender with a neck like a swan. She wears an emerald green round collared robe and shoes covered with embroidered flowers. Her hair is the dark brown-black of good soil and wound around a bianfang stick in the Manchurian style.

step - the best I can do for this is 'steps'

The horse clatters up the steps of Koi tower with its caparison jingling, and Zixuan realizes when it is only feet from the top that the rider is Zewu-Jun’s wife. She is beautiful in a mannish way but goodness, what a barbarian!

Tagging @little-meowyao @tomatette @ehyde @wyomingnot and @gamebird with the words escape, beard, train If you fancy it :)

[samanddean76]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Supernatural (TV 2005) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Gabriel/Sam Winchester Characters: Sam Winchester, Gabriel (Supernatural), Dean Winchester, Castiel (Supernatural) Additional Tags: Established Gabriel/Sam Winchester, Kinktober Prompt: Wedding Night, Wedding Night, Sam in lingerie, Gabriel Enjoys The View, Fluff, Happy Ending, The Pagans Come Bearing Gifts, Wedded bliss Series: Part 29 of SPN Kinktober 2023 Summary:

Sam and Gabriel have finally gotten hitched. Now Sam just has to keep his new husband happy on their wedding night. Gabriel has ideas on just how Sam can accomplish such a task...

@spnkinkevents  SPNKinktober2023  @spnrareships  @spnslashweek2023

[cowpokefuckingdied]

My wife is mining and crafting rn and every time she finds the new suspicious sand/gravel she yells SUS

[gibsonwitch]

my wife is singing along with hadestown while she washes dishes and my heart is full

[hanmajoerin]

Hai there, Love your blog, it’s the kind of content my Rumic loving heart craves! ♥️

So anyways, here’s my question: What’s your top 5 favorite Rumic One-Shots?

Hope you’ll answer X3

Thank you so much 💐!

I adore your question because what Rumic Theater story isn't my favorite? It's incredibly hard to narrow down, but if I had to choose I'd say my absolute favorites are "The Merchant of Romance", "Hidden in the Pottery", "When My Eyes Got Wings", "Fire Tripper", and "Maris the Chojo".

Bonus Honorable Mentions are "Wedded Bliss" and Dust Sprut/Wasted Minds (it's not a one-chapter story, but I fell in love with it from page one.)

[whats-in-a-sentence]

Had Elizabeth's opinion been all drawn from her own family, she could not have formed a very pleasing opinion of conjugal felicity or domestic comfort.

"Pride and Prejudice" - Jane Austen

[ladylaviniya]

Wails of Wedded Bliss Masterlist

Story Summary: In an arranged marriage with Detective Sherlock Holmes you learn of his perversities. Together you must solve the disappearance of Baron Pennicott and the mystery of your own lustful appetites. Will the new world of womanhood and matrimony fulfill or destroy you? Will Sherlock and you finally accept the circumstances of emotional feelings?

Pairing: Sherlock Homes x wife!reader

Story Warnings: 18+ Dead Dove Do Not Eat, Dubious Consent, Domestic Rape, Internalised Misogyny, Sexism, Vaginal sex, Humiliation, Forced/Arranged Marriage, Loss of Virginity, Loss of Innocence, Spanking.

Author Notes:

★I would like to express the knowledge that I do not approve or perform of any of the actions the characters of this fanficition demonstrate.

★This story is not fit for every viewers eyes and it will be glorifying acts of trauma and characters that shouldn't be in reality.

★If you do not wish to see this content please block #WOWB (scroll and you'll find it is the first tag.)

★This story has been published in the past on Tumblr on my old account @milknhonies-old-account since I have created a newer account I am reposting this story here.

★This story might be alarming and severely upsetting for people who have had experiences with domestic rape and abuse, miscarriages and infant loss.

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[cassianandfenrysaremyboyos]

The way Anthony 'male wife' Bridgerton was like WHAT do you mean our marriage isn't perfect??!!?? Literally no one is nailing marriage as well as us!

[doortotomorrow]

memori - on their honeymoon

[spooky-pop]

I just finished writing the script + outline for my new multi-part comic and I'm in shambles. I'm never making something this sappy and vulnerable ever again. I am melting into my cringe era. I'm way too old to be writing stories about colorful Trolls becoming parents. GOD. AGH!!!! SAVE ME BROPPY SAVE ME!!!!!

(FR though I'm excited about it and I can't wait to move onto drawing this out. Drawing Trolls is my therapy LMFAO)

I'm gonna make this my weekend project. Probably.

Ignore me I'm feeling self conscious about my creations lol

[orangeispice]

Happy Anniversary to my favourite couple 💖

[ladykissingfish]

Sasuke: Oi, it’s freezing outside. Can you make me some coffee before I go out to shovel?

Naruto: Er, I would, but … the coffee pot is busy.

Sasuke: … busy? What do you — *goes into kitchen to see*

Sasuke: NARUTO!!

Naruto: Yes, dear?

Sasuke: *holds up the coffee pot* What the hell is this?!

Naruto: Ramen!

Sasuke: Why are you making ramen in the coffee pot?!

Naruto: Because the tea kettle broke and I can’t boil water, dattebayo. I figured if I just put the noodles in the bottom of the pot, the dripping hot water would eventually cook ‘em.

Sasuke: You idiot … now my morning coffee is probably going to forever taste like miso!

Naruto: You know what else tastes like miso? *puts his arms around Sasuke’s shoulders* My kisses. And I’ve never once heard you complain about those ~

Sasuke: … why did I marry you again?

Naruto: Because you knew that in all the world, nobody would love or take care of you the way I would.

Sasuke: Or I’m a glutton for punishment.

Naruto: That, too.

[hearts-hunger]

can i keep coming back to you? || danny wagner x reader

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Summary: Danny comes home to you after a long day, and you show him the decorating you've been doing. | Standalone in the Four Weddings universe

Pairings: Danny x Reader | Genre: domestic fluff | Word Count: 2k | Warnings: none!

A/N: Besties, I admit this fic is 100% gratuitous self-indulgent fluff. I just want to decorate my house for Halloween in August, and I want to do it with Danny. Enjoy! ♡

“Don’t get scared, sunny.”

You turned, careful to put one hand on the bookshelf to keep your balance, and saw Danny coming in the door.

“What do you mean?” you asked. From your vantage point perched atop one of your dining room chairs, you looked around for something he might be hiding. “Scared of what?”

He smiled. “I just meant don’t get scared of me coming in,” he said. “I didn’t want to startle you and make you lose your balance.”

“Oh,” you said with a laugh. “Thanks.” You turned back to the shelf you were decorating, straightening a picture frame once you had the little pumpkin lights arranged just so. “Don’t you love this picture?”

He crossed to stand by your chair, looking for a long moment at the picture of the two of you from your trip to the beach in the spring. His hair was longer in the picture, tangled by the breeze, and his smile was big and bright as you kissed his cheek.

“Yeah,” he said fondly. “I do love that picture.” He put his arm around your waist and looked up at you. “Doing some redecorating, sweet sunny?”

You gave him a bashful smile and draped your arms over his shoulders. “Yeah, well, I know it’s not even September, but... I went a little crazy in the Halloween section at TJ Maxx.”

He chuckled. “I kinda figured from all the pictures you sent me. Did you end up getting the sheets with the skeletons and pumpkins and whatnot?”

“Yes!” you gushed. “And I got a blanket to match. You’re gonna love it.”

“I'm sure I will, sweetheart.”

“Do you want to see all the other stuff I got?” you asked, already knowing the answer. You were very grateful for the way Danny so generously indulged your love of decorating; no matter the holiday, you were given free rein to decorate anything and everything in your house, and Danny always complimented the changes you’d made with genuine interest and sincerity.

He smiled. “Of course I do.” He looked up at you with a tired sort of patience and affection, and you put your hands on either side of his face.

“I haven’t even said hi to you,” you scolded yourself. You gave him a kiss. “Hi, baby. I’m glad you’re home.”

He smiled against your mouth. “Me too.” He hugged you and rested his head on your chest as you gently ran your fingers through his hair.

“Long day?” you asked.

He hummed in agreement. “Your boys couldn’t quit fighting long enough to play through a whole song. We didn’t get anything done.”

You huffed a laugh, thinking of ‘your boys’ and how every once in a while, they’d get into a mood where they couldn’t seem to do anything but bicker.

“I’m sorry,” you said. “Hopefully everybody just needs a good night’s sleep. You guys have been burning the candle at both ends lately.”

You brushed your fingers over his necklace, the permanent chain that apparently would stay on until the day he died, or the day you went crazy for him and found a way to get it off.

“This still isn’t driving you up the wall, huh?”

He looked up at you with a grin. “No, but I think it might be driving you up the wall. You don’t like it?”

“I like it just fine on you,” you said. “But say the word and I’ll get a pair of bolt cutters and take it off for you.”

He laughed. “That seems excessive, but I appreciate it.”

You cradled his face and kissed his cheeks and over the bridge of his nose, enjoying the novelty of being taller than him for a moment.

“You look tired, sweetheart,” you said gently.

He nodded. “I am tired,” he admitted. “But I still want to see all your new Halloween trinkets.”

You gave him a beaming smile. “I love you.”

“I love you too, sunny.” He scooped you up to carry you, and you giggled as you put your arms around his neck. “Where to?”

“Depends,” you said. “Are you going straight to bed, or do you want some dinner first?”

“Dinner,” he agreed.

“To the kitchen, then.”

He carried you in and set you on the counter, right next to the candle holder with four little ghost candles perched atop it.

“Hey, those are cute,” he said.

You sighed. “Here’s my dilemma with them.” You picked one up and ran your thumb over the waxy surface. “They’re candles, obviously, but when I got them all set up — ”

“You didn’t want to burn them,” he said with a smile. “Isn’t that right?”

“Oh, I just couldn’t.” You held it out to him, and he held it for a moment in his big palm. “They’re just so cute! I couldn’t melt them.”

He chuckled and put the ghost back with its companions. “I understand, sweetheart.”

He patted your thigh before he went to the fridge and pulled out a Corona. “You want one?”

“Sure.” You hopped down from the counter and started to get things set out for dinner. “I tried a new crock-pot recipe, so I hope it’s not awful. It’s some kind of chicken taco casserole something or other.”

He lifted the lid of the crock-pot. “It smells good,” he said agreeably. “I’m sure it’ll be great, honey.”

You were too distracted to respond, trying to figure out how to get the plates you wanted from the top shelf. You knew you could just ask Danny and he’d happily get them for you, but you didn’t want to bother him, and you stood on tiptoes and tried to reach them.

He gave a soft laugh. “Sunny,” he scolded lightly. He handed you your beer and reached above you to take down the plates.

“You know you have a really tall boyfriend to get things off a high shelf for you,” he said. “You ought to put these long limbs to use.”

You smiled. “Thank you. I just didn’t want to bother you.”

“Helping you is never a bother, sunny.” He kissed your nose. “Now tell me what else I can do to help you, please.”

You enjoyed the bashful butterflies he still gave you as he followed your directions on setting up for dinner, and the two of you sat catty corner at the table for a long time after you finished eating and talked about how your days had been. After dinner, Danny washed and you dried, and you shared a bowl of ice cream at the counter.

“Are you at the studio all day tomorrow?” you asked.

“Yeah,” he said, and his tone was apologetic. “I know you had some errands you wanted to do together, but...” He absently toyed with one of the ghost candles, distracted and tired. “If those errands can wait until this weekend, I’ll just move my golf thing and we can do them then.”

He looked over at you. “Unless they can’t wait until the weekend. Then I’ll ask the guys if I can step out for a little while to get them done.”

You brushed a few curls from his face. “They can wait, but I don’t want you to have to cancel with your dad.” He and his dad had planned to golf together on Saturday, and you knew Danny had been looking forward to it.

“I’ll just go tomorrow by myself,” you said. You didn’t really need Danny to go with you, but both of you preferred to do boring errands with each other to make them less boring.

“Are you sure?” he asked. He washed your ice cream bowl and set it to dry. “I can talk to the guys, see if I can leave for an hour or so. Maybe we can get coffee or something.”

“I’d love that,” you said. You laced your fingers with his as he came back over to you. “We’ll figure it out. I just feel like I haven’t seen you a lot this week.”

“Yeah, me too. I miss you, sunny.”

You smiled. “Aw, honey. I miss you too.” You tilted your face up for a kiss, and he leaned close and obliged you.

“Come in the shower with me,” he said, kissing the corner of your mouth.

You grinned. “Okay, but only so I can show you the new shower curtain I got.”

He chuckled. “Lead the way, sweetheart.”

He did end up liking the shower curtain with pumpkins and black cats on it, but you guessed he probably would have been happy with any kind of shower curtain just so long as you were behind it with him. He wasn’t interested in showering as much as he was interested in simply being close to you, and you happily indulged his desire for long, slow kisses and gentle touches. You washed his hair for him and enjoyed the way he relaxed under your hands as you washed the worries of his day away in a soft lather.

He was a little more energized after your shower, and when both of you were in your pajamas with your hair bushed and your skincare done, he sat on the bed and waited for you to show him all the things you’d bought. He put on some music, and you hummed along to First Aid Kit while you fished your trinkets and tchotchkes out of their bags.

“Look at this guy,” you said, holding up a little cauldron with moons and stars around the rim.

“Candy bowl,” he guessed.

You laughed. “Yeah, candy for one person, maybe.”

He looked thoughtful as he wrapped your new pink Halloween blanket around his shoulders. “Um... we could use it as a bowl to hold keys and stuff on the table by the door.”

“That’s actually a great idea,” you said. “Okay. Key bowl.”

You held up the next thing, a light up crystal ball held in gold skeleton hands.

“Okay, that’s cool,” he said. “We should just keep that out all year round.”

You hid a smile at his real interest in this particular decoration. You knew he didn’t mind all the things you’d picked out, but he was sort of indifferent to them; mostly, he was just happy to enjoy them if they made you happy. Every once in a while, though, you’d find something that really sparked his decorative interest, and it seemed like you’d hit the nail on the head with this one.

“Watch,” you said, and you flipped the switch at the bottom that made the crystal ball light up and swirl with glitter.

His eyes widened. “Dang, sunny. You should go to TJ Maxx more often.” He took it when you offered it to him, watching it like a kid with a shiny new toy. “This is some real wizard shit. We should get one for Jake. He’d love it.”

“Okay, but fair warning — if you let me go back, I’m gonna end up getting more decorations we don’t need.”

He smiled and handed the crystal ball back to you so you could put it on the dresser. “I like it when you go shopping for stuff like this.” He nodded to the bags you still had at your feet. “What else did you get?”

When you’d given him a show of the rest of your baubles, he convinced you to leave them strewn about your room in a state of disarray with the promise of helping you set them up later. When he opened up his blanket cape and invited you in for a hug, you gladly accepted, and he held you in his lap all cuddly and snug.

“You were right,” he said. “I do like this blanket. You’re a genius.”

You giggled as he hugged you tighter and made sure you were wrapped in the blanket with him.

“My sweet sunny,” he said, resting his head against yours. “You’re so good at making our house cosy and fun and beautiful. Thank you for making it a home.”

Your heart wobbled. “I’m glad you like it, Dan.” You pulled back just enough to see his face. “It’s all for you, honey.”

He smiled. “Thank you. And thank you for sharing it with me.” He kissed you and snuggled you close, rocking you gently to the music. 

“Did I ever show you this album?” he asked.

You smiled. “We listened to it the day it came out,” you reminded him. “We went on a drive and listened to it all the way through.”

“We sure did,” he agreed. “I remember.” He was quiet for a moment, thinking of that early-morning drive with the cool breeze and one hand on the steering wheel with the other hand in yours.

“That was a pretty good date,” he said. “Don’t you think?”

You smiled. “Yeah, I do. We should do it again sometime.”

He hummed along to the song for a moment. “This song makes me think of you.”

You didn’t know it well enough to know the lyrics, but you knew it was a compliment. “Oh yeah?”

He hummed in agreement. “I’m gonna love you ‘til the moon don’t shine,” he sang. “I’m gonna love you ‘til the waters run dry. Oh, you, can I keep coming back to you?”

His voice got a little muffled towards the end as you pulled him down for a kiss, and he smiled as he tried to keep singing and kissing you at the same time.

“Can I keep coming back to you, sunny?” he asked.

“You are simply not allowed to go anywhere else,” you replied.

He laughed and kissed you again. “Yes ma’am.”

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