#amarriageoftulipsanddaisies

[radiomayak]

At the Wedding

He was sunburned, covered in foundation, dressed in a brand-new suit, dehydrated, hungry, and drinking at 10 AM at a wedding. But it was a beautiful wedding... so beautiful he almost felt like hiding. They loved each other so much and every fiber of him who was so happy and thought they both looked so perfectly in love was mourning at the same time in some selfish, nasty way he couldn’t define.

But, he’d made it to the wedding, and he was grateful to see it. One of the beds just had to be sanded, stained, coated, and polished... they’d have their gifts soon enough. He set to trying to enjoy himself, tasting everything and people-watching... everyone was here. Every nation he could think of or would want to talk to had come to see. It was truly a feat. Lilli’s hospitality and grace was unparalleled... he credited the crowd to her despite knowing Jan’s magnetism was still as powerful as any.

He tried his best to shrink away as long as he could. Staying in the relatively dim-lit corners helped to hide his sunburn radiating through his makeup, and allowed him the peace and lack of stimulation to push his selfish misery away one more day.

[koffiehuis-love]

In his tuxedo, Jan is currently hiding in the stairwell, watching the other guests, seeing that they have a good time, worthwhile at the very least. All he would like to do right now is just steal a bottle of champagne along with Lilli and run off to that island. She is so incredibly angelic, so precious in her absolutely gorgeous wedding gown and he is forever so selfish. Not many things in this world take his breath away and stop his foolishly mortal heart the way she did this day. And is he at all surprised?

Hell no.

[napuleh]

“There you are, I’ve been looking all over for- ah.” He’s trying to not look disappointed, really, but don’t give him too much flack for the face he’s pulled. Vincenzo at least recognizes that he could try harder for the sake of being polite, and tries to un-scrunch his nose, itching behind his ear as if embarrassed.

“Sorry. I thought you were someone else,” he says, stepping out onto the balcony, a cigarette pulled out of some mystery pocket of his suit. Suave. “What are you doing out here, anyhow?”

[codexandcompendium]

Weddings were lovely, and this one was no exception to that. Love was overflowing from the congregation and the bridal party, and it seemed to never end. It was hard to find a negative about any of this.

Except, if one found themselves alone at said event for one reason or another, without the person they too, loved. That's why Ludwig, nicely dressed in a light grey suit, was making his way outside with a drink in hand. The couples were all dancing, and it just stung a touch.

He wasn’t really expecting to see Hugh standing around outside, but it was nice to see a familiar face.

“Hey,” he called easily, a whiskey glass in hand as he let the door shut behind him. “Taking a break from all of the... Teeth-aching sweetness, too?”

@thistlewhiskey

[irish-emerald]

@sorte-de-vida

Ena had been wandering through the party for a while now. She had jumped around between groups and conversations enough that she felt like she had seen everyone in this building.

Of course as soon as she said that she noticed a familiar face sitting at a table that she hasn't talked to yet. With a grin she took a sip of the wine in her glass and walked over to the table.

"hey there, is this seat taken?"

[radiomayak]

paperworkanddogs​:

Winning the 10EUR was pretty sweet. Here’s Ludwig, looking almost as pale as he had started, with only a couple patches of red which he didn’t bother to try and hide. “Ah, you’re flattering me. Do you want to dance?”

“Oh, really? I’d love to, if it’s alright-” He wasn’t sure of the etiquette of dancing at formals in the 21st century, especially not with two men... he couldn’t help but be on-guard for any of his relatives, or any of Ludwig’s... God, or Matt... Yet despite his nerves, he loved to dance, and tried to take Ludwig’s hand.

"You were right about the suit. I'm glad you helped me figure that out." (for the wedding)

“You’re welcome.” He’s nursing a glass of whiskey, at the border of tipsy and drunk, and he’s trying not to sway back and forth as he watches the other guests. “You look very nice.”

[napuleh]

@paperworkanddogs

[Whether he ended up wearing the bowtie or the necktie Vincenzo is pulling Ludwig aside to fix it] For once, I’m not tempted to strangle you. Is it the suit speaking to me or did someone put something in the champagne? [ok, there, officially perfect] [..he sniffs him, just in case]

[napuleh]

Vincenzo @ the after party after a shot and a half

[napuleh]

Vin, Sadik decided, is an exception to the rule of not interacting with many outside of the Bride and Groom and so, he sent a message seeing as he has yet to meet the wonderful little child that Vin brought along. There was a quick glance--absolutely adorable--but his gaze was mostly upon Vin himself. [SMS:] Looking good tonight.

Vin is used to being the exception (it’s called pretty privilege, look it up) but he didn’t fully expect the message from Sadik. Not without a drink or five first.

Vin will look around before responding, trying to figure out where the hell he’s looking at him from—

[SMS]: I know, thank you. Did you see my live, or are you playing stalker tonight? I haven’t seen much of you.

[napuleh]

[SMS]: I am assuming that you and my nipote will be there for my wedding because you are not one to miss the events of the season. I require you both in my dressing room before the ceremony to help me get ready.

[SMS]: Events of the season?

[SMS]: Lilli!!! This is your wedding!!! Of course I’m going to be there! For you

[SMS]: I chose my pocket square before I even had Nefele. Wouldn’t miss this for my favorite part of the world

[napuleh]

You look great, and hello dear Nefele, you're such a darling tonight. I hope the reception has been ..you know enjoyable enough for you. I can't say that they didn't go all out on making the place lovely.

[Vin perks up as S approaches, working at blotting away tears (when is he not, especially at a wedding) without rubbing his bare face raw. For the most part he is successful, but his cheeks are still red when he observes Saima and their... immaculate fit]

Thank you. S, you look— [he’s cut off by the smacking of Nefele’s rattle against his chin, which while completely expected still throws him off. He can’t have her smacking him in the teeth, the rattle is heavier than it looks] You are... stunning. And at this point, I think it’s safe to say that everything about this is perfect.

[Vin grins, smoothing down the layers of Nefele’s silk chiffon dress] Including the guest list. [wink.]

[irish-emerald]

The slight smile she had watching everyone brightened when she saw her dearest friend making his way to her. She quickly put down her glass and stood up to give Jan the tightest hug she could without wrinkling his suit.

"Jan! I wasn't going to miss my best friend getting married! As soon as I heard it was coming up I got the first flight I could here," She laughed. "I've been good, been traveling around and getting myself a new look as you can see."

Ena was so happy for Jan and Lilli. The ceremony was beautiful and she was happy for the newlyweds. Now sitting at the reception Ena was sitting at an open table and watching everyone dancing and drinking. She had her own drink in her hands and was planning on mingling more in a bit but was just going to take a break from walking on heels for a bit before rejoining the festivities.

[irish-emerald]

[Text: A Thasgaidh] Does my arse look good from the back? Glad you managed to make it to the wedding in the end. I love you Darling. I'll catch up with you at the reception, after my speech. xx

[Text] best arse in the church next to mine

[Text] glad I could make it

[Text] and don't fret about the speech! You'll do fine!