#Wedding mental health

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Model and Actor Richa Mehta Marries Debashish Kalita: A Private Ceremony Celebrating Love Beyond Societal Norms #RichaMehta #DebashishKalita

Model and Actor Richa Mehta Ties the Knot with Debashish Kalita in a Private Ceremony: A Celebration of Love Beyond Boundaries The renowned model and actor Richa Mehta, celebrated for her remarkable social media presence and notable performances, has entered a new chapter in her life by tying the knot with Debashish Kalita. In a world where lavish weddings dominate headlines and social media…

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Nature is Healing to the Soul

[rain-is-cool]

was it causal when q!Tina literally gave q!Bagi a piece of her heart?

was it casual when q!Bagi said she’d love q!Tina as she was no matter what??

was it casual when they said they’d do their bests to protect each other at all costs???

was it casual when they RAISED A CHILD TOGETHER????

WAS IT CASUAL WHEN THEY GOT ENGAGED⁉️⁉️⁉️

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wedding day

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Sophie-core.

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if you're still taking caitvi prompts: first time

do with that whatever you wish, i love seeing what you come up with

[caitvi wedding!! if there's one thing about me it's that i love outside pov so some ekko pov, some little hints of 207 :) ao3 if u want.]

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'and you're sure you have the rings?'

jinx groans from where she's sitting on the couch and flops back dramatically, no regard whatsoever for her dress; you roll your eyes but vi is so clearly nervous you pat your pocket and assure her, 'right here, just like they were five minutes ago.'

'okay,' she says, then looks in the mirror one more time. she fusses with her hair, her undercut neat and the rest swept back out of her face; she straightens her already perfectly tailored suit jacket. you share a smile with jinx when she lets out a big breath.

'let's go get you married then, yeah?'

vi blushes all over again, an expression you could only accurately describe as lovesick on her face. jinx groans again but she happily tucks her arm into the crook of your elbow when you offer, kisses you on the cheek.

/

vander is crying before he even starts walking vi down the aisle, while you wait in the wing of the reception hall attached to the truly gorgeous garden that they're getting married in. it's a much larger affair than vi had wanted but a much smaller one than caitlyn's mom had tried to insist on, and there are fairy lights and, predictably, violets everywhere, and vander hugs vi tight before you and jinx get your cue to walk down the aisle before them.

it's more pomp and circumstance than vi wanted — the rows of chairs, each side fairly equally attended, and the full course meal at the reception, and the string orchestra who starts to play. you helped plan most parts of it: jinx was officially vi's best man, a title she insisted on, but you'd helped out with a lot of the logistics she didn't really seem to have capacity to deal with on her own. it was fun, though, to work together with one another and with jayce, caitlyn's maid of honor — another title jinx insisted on, which had made jayce laugh while he easily agreed — to truly irritate cassandra, as she politely, after a few months, insisted you call her. for all her intensity that had driven jinx up the wall, you could tell she really does love caitlyn, and caitlyn loves vi, so the compromises became easier and easier as your planning moved along.

and now, it's perfect, you think as you stand next to jinx and watch vi get teary the second she sees caitlyn in her wedding gown, tobias smiling widely beside her. she's tall and regal and graceful and pretty, and when tobias kisses vi's cheek and then sets caitlyn's hand gently in vi's outstretched one, blushes on both of their cheeks, you let out a relieved breath because it's actually happening, and it's all turned out so wonderful.

the ceremony itself is short, and they say their vows through easy, happy tears, caitlyn using vi's full name at one point in a tone so reverent, in a way only she can manage, in a way only she has ever had permission to, even you feel like you might cry. you hand the officiant the rings when it's time, and vi smiles at you, and her hands shake but they're strong and purposed when she slides the diamond band onto caitlyn's finger, and then caitlyn kisses vi's palm before slipping the thick, simple gold band onto her finger. soon enough, they kiss — short and sweet but with enough passion to make jinx grimace, which makes you laugh as you squeeze her hand — and then they're introduced, for the first time, as the kirammans, together.

/

the reception is, quite genuinely, the best party you've ever been to, thank you very much. there's dinner, and tons of finger food, and you're relieved that both vi and caitlyn actually do manage to eat because they both constantly have a glass of champagne in their hands, accepting many toasts. they share a first dance, vi very seriously concentrating on the steps from the classes she took and the moves she practiced with you and jinx until caitlyn grins and kisses her cheek and whispers something in her ear; vi laughs and her posture relaxes while she tucks her head into the crook of caitlyn's neck and they just sway, easy, happy, an intimacy earned over years of steadfastness.

there's the father-daughter dance, vander and vi making quite the pair next to the easy elegance, born and bred, of caitlyn and tobias, but they end up laughing together by the end. vander and tobias sit together afterward; they're family, now, but they have been for years already too.

'hey, cass,' jinx says, leaning back in her chair when she notices caitlyn's mom walking up to your table. she has a pinched expression on her face at the nickname, and you have to fight the urge not to laugh — but she's family too. for all of cassandra's annoyance, you think she actually does have a soft spot for jinx.

you're proven right when she sits down, poised as ever, and says, 'i just wanted to thank you both.' she looks over at caitlyn and vi, who are wrapped up in each other. vi's hair has lost some of its careful styling, starting to fall into her eyes, and she's ditched her suit jacket, draping it over caitlyn's shoulders instead. caitlyn's eyes are a little unfocused, an unknown number of champagne glasses in, her cheeks flushed, a gentle hand on vi's jaw before they kiss. 'i've never seen caitlyn so happy.'

'you can say it,' jinx responds. 'we were right.'

cassandra sighs, displeased, but then, after a beat, they both laugh. 'perhaps we owe ekko, our peacemaker.'

'you definitely do. i accept venmo, paypal, zelle, or also you can just pay our rent.'

cassandra raises a brow, but it's fond and amused, so much like caitlyn. 'i was under the impression that, perhaps, my daughter might already be doing a fair amount of that.'

caitlyn does help with the rent on the apartment you and jinx share, it's true, and she randomly has groceries delivered sometimes; she and vi have taken you and jinx on some pretty epic climbing trips, and neither you nor jinx are going to finish your graduate programs with any debt. but, still, 'new car, then?'

cassandra laughs and jinx leans forward, intrigued. 'great suggestion, babe.' she slings an arm around your shoulder. 'cassandra, we'll get back to you on the make and model. hybrid, though, for sure.'

cassandra rolls her eyes but, when she stands, she does wrap jinx in a soft hug, and then squeezes your shoulder.

jinx clears her throat, and you decide to spare her from any teasing, just this once. a song comes on that you both love, and she perks up. you grin, and then offer your hand. 'may i have this dance?'

she rolls her eyes but she takes your hand tenderly and leads you to the dance floor.

/

thankfully, even though you'd been best man part 2 — jinx's official title for you — you don't have to give a toast. jinx does, though, or at least she'd badgered her way into caitlyn and vi letting her; she's still, always will be, a loose canon, but she's deeply cared about this wedding, so you know she wouldn't be too crazy.

she tells a funny, sweet story about how vi would always scare her monsters away when they were little and then continues. 'caitlyn, i'm very grateful that i get to annoy you officially now, forever.' caitlyn laughs, so content. 'and vi, thank you for saving my life, so many times and in so many ways. and thank you for being my big sister. i love you.' vi wipes under her eyes and smiles so big jinx can only smile back just the same. she lifts her glass. 'to the happy couple.'

/

the party is dwindling down, caitlyn and vi already having left to go to their hotel room before they leave on their honeymoon in the morning. jinx swipes a bottle of champagne and takes your hand, then leads you out to a terrace that overlooks the city and sits on the edge, her dress carefully tucked beneath her.

'some night,' she says, wistful.

it's hard to look at her, now, without getting overwhelmed, so you keep staring at the buildings, far off in the distance, their shine and shimmer. 'it's beautiful.'

'where'd you learn those moves?' she asks, teasing.

you've danced together for years, all through college and grad school, but, still, tonight was special. 'oh, i was just following your lead.'

jinx laughs. 'he's got lines.'

you laugh, and you sit in the quiet with her for a bit.

'thank you,' she says, eventually, quietly, so sincere your heart breaks a little bit.

'for what?'

she gestures in the air vaguely, and you understand that sometimes things are just too big for words. it had been a hard few months, far beyond wedding planning: one of jinx's most important medications had started to have worse and eventually untenable physical side effects, so she'd had to be hospitalized to figure out a new combination that would help keep her psychologically stable much more comfortably and safely, and with fewer other medications to manage side effects. it was easier than it was in the past — partially because caitlyn had gotten her, immediately, into the best program in the nicest facility with experts she herself had recruited, but mostly because jinx was so determined to get better again, on board for all of it. even on the days she wasn't as lucid as you'd grown so used to, her psychosis was different: gentler, less tortured. she was kind to you, through it all.

'you know you never have to thank me for stuff like that,' you say. 'getting to have all of this with you, it's more than i ever dreamed.'

'still,' she says, and she's so beautiful. 'i know i’m… a lot. so y hank you.'

'you know i'd never give up on you, right?' you tuck a strand of hair, grown out in the past year so that it sits at her shoulders now, bangs that you'd clumsily helped her cut one night like you were kids again, behind her ear gently. her eyes are so clear, so blue. she tucks her head into her chest and you wrap your arm around her. you've loved her your whole life; you've loved her like this for years. 'but it's such a happy night,' you say. 'want to just... pretend like it's the first time?'

it's hard, sometimes, to hold all the grief of your lives when you were younger, all the grief of a brain so troubled and so extraordinary, in the same hands that hold all the joy — your palms aren't big enough, or they're too rough, or they're not strong enough, or they shake and tremble and it all slips through your fingers. it's hard but it's worth it, when she feels it too, when you get to hold it together.

her hand is gentle on your jaw, cool and thin and brilliant, and it's easy to remember your first kiss, to remember all the first kisses that came after that as she healed too. it's easy to kiss her again, for the first time. there are vows here too, ones the two of you say all the time: you make sure she eats and she makes sure you get to bed on time; you lift the weight of the world off of each other's shoulders with silly inventions you make together, and belaying safely, and holding her when she can't quite make out what's real and what isn't. you're real, and your love is real, and the promises are holy, and unspoken, and there all the same.

she sniffles when you back up. 'who knew vi's stupid wedding would make me so emotional?'

you laugh, wipe under her eyes to catch her slightly smeared mascara. 'i could've guessed.'

'we're never doing this, right?'

'a kiramman wedding? god no.'

she grins.

'i'd elope for tax cuts, though, if you ever wanted.'

'incredibly romantic.'

you both laugh and you lace your fingers with hers and then shrug. 'it's you and me.' you bring your joined hands to your mouth and gently kiss the top of hers.

'you and me, forever,' she adds.

'that sounds pretty good.'

'yeah.' she looks out at the city, the light brought down like stars. 'it does.'

[aftgficrec]

hi i finally caught this open! first of all thanks for doing this :)

can i get fics with neil and wymack? maybe even jean with wymack? like wymack taking care of them?

Wymack just can’t help himself, he has to take care of those kids!  There’s plenty of Wymack & Neil fics to choose from, there’s not so much content focussed on Jean and Wymack though (not yet anyway).  Maybe the rest of the trilogy will inspire writers to show more interactions between Jean and Coach Rhemann. - S

Previous recs:

Wymack & Neil fics in this parental Wymack post here

‘Wish you were here’, ‘See you again’ and ‘Watchful Eyes’ here

‘You Try Until You Can't’ here

‘Badass coach prompt’, ‘#1 Dad David Wymack protecting his foxes’ and ‘Wymack carrying Neil after Evermore’ here

‘Wymack and his kids pt.1’ and ‘pt.2’ here

‘Consequences of Coaching’ here

‘Taking That Step’ here

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‘Yes, Coach’ here

Neil & Wymack

with gentle hands and a heavy heart by RainbowObsidian [Rated T, 1217 words, complete, 2024, locked]

Neil wakes up at the airport on New Year’s Eve and calls Wymack to come get him.

tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: injuries

hold on (you must be hurting) by ifitmeanslosingyou [Rated T, 1807 words, complete, 2024]

david was tired of his kids having to confess their darkest secrets for the entire world to judge and know and scrutinize first it was the twins during aaron's trial, now it was neil for nathan's it was fucking unfair to have his kids have to relieve their nightmares for the sake of proving they were only trying to save themselves day 15: childhood trauma | painful hug | “i did good right?”

tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced murder

though i am bruised, face of contusions (know I’ll keep movin') by ifitmeanslosingyou [Rated M, 1239 words, complete, 2024]

it was dark by the time neil stumbled to the familiar parking lot of wymack's apartment building he wasn't ready to face andrew yet, and he couldn't deal with his teammates concern right now back in may he hadn’t imagined he would be able to walk into a middle aged man's apartment willingly, a place he associated with safety today had been rough enough he needed safety day 22: bleeding through bandages | reopening wounds | “oh, that’s not good”

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: injuries, tw: blood

Festivities by the Dozen by Mercey [Rated G, collection, complete, 2024]

Chapter 3: Scrooge - Neil & Wymack

Some Palmetto shenanigans hehe <3

How to help your mafia traumatized adopted son to heal : An incomplete guide by Lockedoor [Not Rated, 8817 words, incomplete, last updated Nov 2024, locked]

Neil is 16 years-old when his mother dies after being on the run with him for ten years. His father's men catch up to him not long after, and Neil turns to the FBI for help. He is placed on witness protection for the time needed to get the rest of his father's men off the streets. Neil is placed in an orphanage at Millport where he catches the attention of Abby, the orphanage's summer nurse. Proceeds to be adopted by Wymack and Abby. So, I'm writing this fic because my heart aches for Dadmack being the father figure that Neil needs.

tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: ptsd, tw: nightmares

You woke me up one night, Dripping crimson on the carpet by FoxgloveInSpace [Rated M, 547 words, complete, 2023]

This is a tiny one shot I wrote for @imperfectcourt over on tumblr for their post: Someone who is not depressed.... pls write about if Neil had been able to take that knife to his face..... what if Wymack was out of the room or apartment for some reason and could t stop him... And this is what I delivered. (Title from: Are you really ok? - Sleep Token)

tw: self harm, tw: injuries, tw: blood

for the hopes and the fears and the dreams by AmericanCanada [Rated T, 3199 words, 2023, locked]

Part 2 of (wit)jitp series

In the quiet before the others showed up, Andrew could hear their coach’s furious voice talking in his office. Though as the rest of the team filtered in, the noise eventually drowned him out.   Wymack discovers a Raven on his court before practice and isn't quite sure what to do about it.  - Set during chapter 8 of (why is there) joy in this poison, here is a look at what Wymack and Nathaniel talked about when he showed up at the Foxhole Court -

tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: injuries

say you will by mitigates [Rated T, 1145 words, complete, 2022]

Nathan gave him the color of his eyes and his name. While he had come to terms with the auburn hair and his blue eyes, those traits were just more things that Nathan gave him.  David Wymack, however, gave him a father. He stood as a father, he stayed as a father, he cared like a father would- like a father should.

Dog days are over by anonymua [Rated G, 836 words, complete, 2022]

When Neil returns from Evermore he’s in worse shape than canon. Good thing Wymack is experienced in patching his foxes up.

tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: injuries, tw: blood

Jean & Wymack:

please i've been on my knees, change the prophecy by perchancetosleep [Rated T, 23940 words, complete, 2024]

He can almost pretend, sitting in a warm house at the tiny kitchen table listening to Elodie talk about her dance lessons, that everything is normal. He can pretend that he can stay, that Elodie and him were never separated, and that everything is normal and he is good and he will get to keep this. But Jean had died in that fucking basement years ago, and he’s getting tired of forcing his body to keep going. Sure, Kevin had found a way out and made it to college and made a life, but he had a father waiting for him on the outside. All Jean has waiting for him at home is a set of guardians that are going to be pissed off that he’s failing chemistry and that he didn’t do his chores and that he’s alive.

tw: panic attacks, tw: ptsd, tw: suicidal thoughts, tw: implied/referenced abuse

i swear that i'm a good kid by perchancetosleep [Rated T, 11229 words, complete, 2024]

“Oh, and Jean?” The guidance counselor's voice has him pausing in the doorframe. “Kevin Day has restarted at this school while you were suspended. Both your guardian and his father have requested that you stay away from him. There will be consequences if you do not heed these wishes.” Jean can’t keep the shock off of his face as he stalks out of the office. The last time he had seen Kevin, he was depositing him on Wymack’s doorstep with a poorly bandaged hand, a note he had stolen from Tetsuji’s office, and enough benzos in him to stop him from fighting Jean the whole way there. For about a month after that, Jean held onto hope that Kevin would come back for him, or that he would tell someone about Evermore and they would all get out. That hope has long since died.

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced abuse, tw: suicidal thoughts, tw: panic attacks 

I wanna heal by Anonymous [Rated M, 1815 words, complete, 2024]

Jean is healing at Abby's house when an unexpected result of his abuse at Evermore comes to light…

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: dissociation, tw: miscarriage, tw: blood

Jean & Coach Rhemann:

they all say that it gets better (but what if i don't) by perchancetosleep [Rated T, 8873 words, complete, 2024]

“Coach, what’s going on?” Jeremy asks, his voice shaking just a little. This is so out of character for Rhemann, who would never ask anyone to return to help the team. This is Rhemann acting like he has for Jeremy, and how he wants to act for Jean: like a parent that they don’t have. “Is Jean okay?” “He’s never going to ask for it, but I think he really could use a visit,” Coach admits. “He’s having a tough time this year.” Considering that Jean had showed up to USC with more stitches than intact skin, Jeremy fears learning what Rhemann means by “a tough time”. “I’m on the next flight out,” Jeremy says, and then he hangs up the phone.  (Or, Jean and the no good very bad fifth year).

tw: suicidal thoughts, tw: ptsd 

But Melt Your Headaches, Call It Home by FallOutFanfic101 [Rated M, 5179 words, incomplete, last updated June 2023]

Charlie Rhemann always figured having a one-child household was enough for him (especially in this California economy, thank you very much). Until one day, Jean Moreau stepped out of LAX Airport with a face as battered as his bag, and Charlie couldn’t help but take the kid under his wing. In which over his first year with the Trojans, Jean quickly becomes coach’s favorite.

tw: implied/referenced abuse

David Wymack, fierce protector by @wilhelminyard [tumblr, 2024]

david wymack is such a fierce protector. he loves so deeply and so unconditionally it makes me wanna cry.

Wymack is the one to call by @lesbiansfor-blackbeard [tumblr, 2024]

because wymack is the one you call when you're just lost and you don't know what else to do

Every damn day I wake up and wonder how Wymack must have felt by @inadvisablebutinevitable [tumblr, 2024]

Every day. Every damn day I wake up and wonder how Wymack must have felt hearing Jean say, “Kevin never once doubted you’d take him in …  I laughed at him. I’d never taken him for a dreamer.”

What if Wymack met the foxes before? by @sapphoherselz [tumblr, 2024]

hi do you ever wonder if wyamack EVER met the Foxes before their time? I'm talking any age, any time in their lives, especially the ones where they really needed a paternal figure to help them out or get them out of trouble?

Wymack easily lifts Jean by @hyperboleigh91 [tumblr, 2024]

Art

Dadmack with baby jean and baby kevin by @emerdoodls

for the dad who has everything… by @leroiestmortvivelareine

Imagine having to look for your bitch ass kid in an airport by @clementinecloudz

dadmack or smthn by @clementinecloudz

"help me." "let me." by @02511213942

what if they show up to practice in matching jorts art by @ziegenkind094

[p4nishers]

wouldn't it be SO funny if stede and ed got married in s2?? like wouldn't that be HILARIOUS? (i'm climbing the walls even just thinking about it)

[quartergremlin]

we're like the same person... if i had more religious trauma and a computer degree and also a beard.

[isa-ah]

making a fursona is fun but getting to retire an old traumatized time capsule of yourself and make a new, happy, grown version of yourself is so fuckin nice.

[brain-rot-central]

i really hate saying this but going on a daily walk for your mental health actually does work

[loveisnotfinite]

[delicioushottubpeanut]

I'm literally crying right now, I need and want a man like matthew mcconaughey in The Wedding Planner it makes me sick!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

I actually think im suffering from heartbreak for someone I never had

[hopeinthebox]

tagged by the fabulous @cordiallyfuturedwight and @jimin-gaon <33 here's the december list

apologies for being late again new year same me: @aprylynn @jiminsproof @pauls-mccharmly @thvinyl @visionsofgideontheninth @btsbs @kimchokejin @jihopesjoint @eoieopda @monismochi 💜 and anyone else who feels so inclined MWAH p.s. please do tag me anyway if you've already done it

[some-greatreward]

maybe i need meds???

[scribesofcalamity]

A quick small piece of vent art.

Avoid the tags,I am putting all the Blegh stuff there. Things are rough right now and have been for multiple weeks….but I am holding on. I’m going to try and do sketches for the rest of the people I want to hit for art fight. I’m going to catch up on my work and keep doing well. I’m going to have a good weekend with my partner. I’m going to be ok. It is going to be ok.