#Wedding Affair

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Wedding Affair Approved: Bridal Fashion Trends 2024

Ruling Reds

Minimalistic Mehendi

Truly Traditional

Pretty Pearl Makeup & Trending Tresses

Eternally Embellished

Jewellery Galore

Bougie Blouses

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Homewrecker Halloween

[theshitpostcalligrapher]

Photos of Man.... Wedding Guest edition!

shoutouts to @terrafey for being deputized photographer, ft. @vorpalrabbit whose living room I crouched in, gremlinlike, for a week in order to dodge motel fees

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Doomed Princess of Monaco

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Galia Lahav | Bridal Spring 2025

Collection: Symphony Gown: Lyric

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GL Series Update (24/9/24)

Currently Airing

Reverse 4 You

Unlock Your Love

Chaser Game W 2

Affair

The Two of Us

The Loyal Pin

Due To Air

Apple My Love (October 12th)

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My Ex’s Wedding Movie (November 14th)

Petrichor (November 23rd)

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Reverse With Me

I’m Your Moon

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Us

Announced

Only You (teaser trailer is out)

The Last Case (teaser trailer is out)

Sunshine In The Wind (teaser trailer is out)

Let’s Kick This Love (announced)

Clairebell (announced)

The Dragon, The Tiger, The Swan (rights acquired)

Poisonous Love (rights acquired)

Cranium (rights acquired)

[alonetogether]

here is the announcement on gmb of robron winning "most iconic dingle moment" (18 OCT 2024)

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GL ♾️

if i ever go to thailand best believe

[chirpsythismorning]

The Duffers every time Millie says Stranger Things will end with Mike and El getting married:

[mamawasatesttube]

first, I just wanna say the Kon agonies are making me lose my freaking mind!!!! oh my GOD I’m devouring your writing every single time!!!

second, for my actual ask!! I was wondering how you think timkon’s proposal would be like? If you haven’t already told us, I feel like you have but I’m not sure!

thank you thank you!! i love kon and his issues. he has so many of them. (shameless plug for the kon agonies here again <3)

i love to think abt timkon proposal ideas. many possible ways it could go but i FIRMLY believe the one way it Can't go is "traditionally perfect and cliché and romantic". it has to go sideways at least a little. they're both weirdos with an insane general lifestyle. i have several ideas that i think are all really fun, but the baseline is just that there's no way it goes off without a hitch. therefore, i present:

how DO tim and kon get engaged? (one possibility!)

on a very casual chill date night in, while sharing a pizza while hanging out on the couch in their pajamas and watching star trek, they agree they want to get married. they also both agree it'll still be fun to do a proposal.

yeah each of them is now going "hehehe. i'm gonna surprise him with a nice date and i'll romance him as he deserves and then ask him to marry me and he will be swept off his feet!!!"

so. you know. now it's a race.

one weekend, kon takes tim on a lovely romantic date. by the point kon's got him sitting in his lap way up in the sky, twirling wispy clouds around them both into hearts while he points up at stars way overhead, tim is INCREDIBLY suspicious of what's coming (a proposal) and is SO mad because he was going to propose NEXT WEEKEND.

kon's sappy speech gets interrupted by toyman attacking metropolis and tim is like. oh thank god. i mean uhh... wow... FUCK toyman! i'm SO mad about this! meanwhile kon pouts the entire time he's decimating a small army of toy soldiers with real guns. tim finds this adorable.

kon almost still pops the question anyway, but his vanity stops him. his hair got a little singed by a giant firebomb and he's upset about it. he can't propose like this.

next weekend, tim takes kon on a lovely romantic date. when he goes down on one knee in front of a park fountain under a canopy of string lights (very romantic, kon deserves it), kon starts HOLLERING and pulls his ring box out like NO!!! I DID SO GOOD LAST WEEK IM PROPOSING TO YOU!!!!!

tim: NOT IF I GET THERE FIRST. CONNER KENT YOURE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE—

kon: YOU SHUT THE FUCK UP!!!! TIMOTHY JACKSON DRAKE YOURE THE LOVE OF MY LIFE AND IM GONNA PUNT YOU INTO THIS FOUNTAIN IF YOU DONT LET ME PROPOSE TO YOU FIRST—

tim, yelling over him: —AND I'D BE HONORED TO SPEND THE REST OF MY LIFE WITH YOU—

kon tackles him.

they both fall into the fountain.

they both have to hunt for their ring boxes in the fountain.

passerby are staring.

they are in their nice fancy date clothes. on their hands and knees. crawling around in a big ol park fountain. it's cold. they're a mess. please send help

kon finds his ring box first (tim swears up and down that he cheated by ttking tim's box away every time he almost grabbed it) and tackles tim a second time, sits on him in the fountain, and grabs his face.

tim licks him. kon is, shockingly, undeterred.

"TIM," he says, and squishes tim's cheeks. "you're a STUBBORN ASSHOLE. WILL YOU MARRY ME?"

"I'M a stubborn asshole?!" tim demands. it's muffled because his cheeks are still very squished. "god, obviously yes, but you're the jackass, i planned tonight out so well and you hijacked it—"

kon kisses him. tim kisses him back.

tim's ring box mysteriously happens to brush his fingers then. very convenient, thank you, kon.

they exchange rings still sitting there in the cold water under all the lights. tim's teeth are starting to chatter.

passerby are still staring.

they don't care. they're engaged!

and that's the story of how tim drake gets mild hypothermia and kon fusses and frets over him for the rest of the weekend—uhhh I MEAN, the story of how tim and kon get engaged. yippee!!

[the-unconquered-queen]

If you think about it, the eras of PB’s obsessions form a pretty linear timeline of a shitty relationship. Hear me out: first came the barrage of wedding books, then it was the pregnancies and parenthood, but now they’re tired of the picturesque shit so we’re on to the affairs and homewrecking. At this rate we’ll be playing divorcees or widowers by next year.

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Tips to Look Slimmer Look in a Saree

[aechlys]

whenever you worry that you're maybe too cringe, just remember that after Atsushi Sakurai got married for the second time and dared to wear his wedding ring at a show for the first time, so many women flooded the band's mailboxes complaining about it that he never wore his wedding ring in public again. These....stupid selfish women, most of whom were likely married themselves at the time...stopped that man from living his own life for the sake of their own little fantasies. Atsushi gave up a lot for the fans, and the more I wonder about the reasons why, the sadder it all seems to get. But at the root of it all was that he sacrificed a lot, and frankly japanese fans should have done and treated that man better.

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character intro -- will

a bit of love for our favorite token florist, will moore from hurts, doesn't it? it's shelved right now but we still love our boy. @oh-no-another-idea this one goes out to you <3

The bell over the door rang and I turned to greet the customer. “Welcome to Lydia’s Fine Flowers, how can I help you?” The young woman smiled, running her fingers over the head of one of the flowers near the door. “Just looking, thank you,” she said. “Who’s Lydia?” “My mom,” I said, retreating behind the counter. “She grows all these flowers herself. Best florist in Jersey.” “Not that you’d ever brag,” the young woman said with a smirk. “That would be utterly unbe-leaf-able,” I replied, setting the broom back in its spot. “Bragging is very unbecoming.” “Plant puns must be part of the job,” she said. “The fun part.”

full name: william edward moore (tzemach ben eliyahu v'liylah)

occupation: florist :) until he goes to prison for something he didn't do, at which point he becomes a full-time prison seamstress. then kat breaks him out and he becomes a full-time criminal. and THEN they have to flee for the woods and join the resistance. who says you can't have a well-rounded resume before 25

known associates: katherine barrick, the runaway daughter of the executive. has been spotted with her around the black markets of d.c., usually armed with a bow and arrows. the public has been advised that the two of them are very dangerous and should be avoided. sources that prefer to remain anonymous for their own safety insist that the two of them were spotted rescuing a litter of abandoned kittens from the side of the road, but this story cannot be corroborated and should be disregarded as rebel propaganda.

i love my bisexual disaster boy he's one of my oldest children and has been with me for a decade now (wack). here's a very old character interview i did with him and kat together. here's a quick breakdown of some shenanigans our good jewish boy gets up to:

gets framed for art forgery despite failing every art class he ever took

gets beaten/put in solitary while he's in prison for sneaking a needle and thread into his cell to fix his cellmates' jumpsuit and then immediately does the same thing two weeks later anyway

makes a name for himself as a really scary dude at the d.c. black market, if only because everyone is freaked out by that weird fucking guy who shoots arrows over the other booths when he's bored

misses the olympic tryouts due to being in prison but still manages to make jokes about winning them anyway

hits his abusive dad over the head with a vase and then has a panic attack about it the whole drive home

tells everyone he knows that every part of a dandelion is edible, to the point that kat is able to use it as a way to check if it's really him

gets amnesia and uses it to tell kat all his terrible jokes to again experience her reactions for the first time

adopts kittens just like. for the hell of it. and gets really pouty and upset when kat insists that they're not their kids

a few more snippets because i love his bi dumbass:

“Peyton will be annoyed if we get mint because it's not on the list and Kat will be annoyed if we don't get mint because she's an addict.” Cassie shoved the list into her pocket and set off into the market at a brisk pace. “I'm going to blame it on you. Neither of them will get mad at you.” “Thanks, I think.” I kept stride. “Why won't they get mad at me?” “Because Kat's too busy with her guilt complex over you going to prison and Peyton thinks your butt is cute.” I blushed. “He does?”

“My dad used to joke that I would single-handedly stop the second coming with my bad singing,” Kat said. I could hear the smile in her voice but didn't dare to look at her for fear that she would hide it again. “The angels would be coming and hear me and figure that they had the wrong planet.” “I'm not much of a singer myself,” I admitted. “Nobody at shul ever complained, though. I definitely got the tune wrong when I was reading the Torah at my bar mitzvah, but nobody was going to correct me on that.” “Why not?” “Because the second I had finished, I threw up under the podium.” She cackled. “I'm not a great public speaker!”

Kat watched me pace for another two minutes before she hauled herself off the couch and limped over to one of the kitchen cabinets. She pulled out a bottle of whiskey and set it on the kitchen table. “Peyton's right. You're stressing me out. Shut up and come have a drink.” I stared at her. “A drink?” She poured herself two fingers of whiskey and threw it back without even a grimace. “Two if you'd like. I've got this, Peyton has some rum in the cabinet, or my mom has some coffee liqueur if you like that better.” I watched her pour another two fingers, but she didn't drink it this time. “You're underage.” “Legal drinking age is for nerds,” she said. I wondered, not for the first time that evening, how the Executive had raised a daughter with so little respect for the law. “What, you've never had a drink before?” I shook my head. “Only Kiddush wine.” She raised one eyebrow. “Not even bootlegged moonshine in prison?” I grinned. “I wouldn't touch the prison moonshine with a ten-foot pole; I've seen the kitchen.” She tilted her head, conceding the point. “Then this can be your first.” I eyed the whiskey. “I don't know if I want to start with something that strong.” “Oh my god.” She turned around and threw open the fridge door, rummaging around for a minute. I was impressed by how she managed it without spilling a drop of her drink. When she turned back to me, she was holding a bottle of wine. “Is this dilute enough for you?” I laughed, taking the bottle from her. “Sure. Fuck it.” She whistled. “Think that's the first time I've heard you swear since I broke you out of prison.” I shrugged and unscrewed the lid. It smelled cheap and sweet, like something a mildly drunk relative would have at the family reunion. “My dad hated swearing. He always said it made you sound less educated.” I took a tentative sip. It definitely tasted like the kind of thing you got drunk on at a family reunion. “Not bad. I guess it just became a habit.” “Hmm.” Kat hopped up onto the kitchen counter with her glass of whiskey and let her head fall back against the cabinets. “Fuck your dad.” I sighed, leaning against the kitchen table. “Yeah. Fuck him.”

that's will! i'm putting him in a jar and shaking it violently

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Eva Lendel | Bridal Fall 2024

Collection: Love Spell Gown: Dita

[licnheartedd]

someone should marry me i think. i am very good at wedding planning and would look really pretty in a wedding dress. oh and also i deserve to be loved unconditionally and forever