#boat wedding

[ulkaralakbarova]

Five years after their summer together in Barcelona, Xavier, William, Wendy, Martine and Isabelle reunite. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Xavier Rousseau: Romain Duris Wendy: Kelly Reilly Martine: Audrey Tautou Isabelle: Cécile de France William: Kevin Bishop Gérard: Olivier Saladin M. Boubaker: Zinedine Soualem Natacha: Evguenya Obraztsova Neus: Irene Montalà Grand-père: Pierre Gérald Barbara: Frédérique Bel L’homme qui veut aller aux toilettes dans le train (uncredited): Cédric Klapisch Kassia: Aïssa Maïga Edward: Gary Love Celia Shelburn: Lucy Gordon Mère Xavier: Martine Demaret Platane: Pierre Cassignard Madame Vanpeteguem: Hélène Médigue Productrice TV: Carole Franck Auteur Série: Robert Plagnol Directeur Série: Nicolas Briançon Michel Hermann – Editeur: Bernard Haller Soledad: Cristina Brondo Alessandro: Federico D’Anna Tobias: Barnaby Metschurat Lars: Christian Pagh Snowboarder: Lannick Gautry Jean-Édouard: Julien Guéris Odile: Laura Weissbecker Caroline – Copine Isa 1: Sophie Barbe Juliette – Copine Isa 2: Julie Durand Copine ‘Cogneuse’: Catherine Lebegue Copine Fête Isabelle: Florence d’Azémar Nounou Grand-père: Fatiha Cheriguene Concierge Xavier: Marie-Renée George Père Natacha: Igor Gusev Mère Natacha: Yelena Solovyova Frère Natacha: Aleksandr Karpukhov Père William: Nicholas Day Mère William: Amanda Boxer Copain Celia Moscou: Julien Hans di Capua Miguel: Jake Canuso Traductrice Russe: Senia Devine Chorégraphe Russe: Katrina Vasilieva Mac Master: Julien Pabion Journaliste ‘Prune’: Agathe Robilliard Journaliste Cosmo: Annette Faure Copine Xavier 1: Anne Steffens Copine Xavier 2: Stéphanie Ricco Copine Xavier 3: Isabelle Joly Lucas: Amin Djakliou Danceuse de ballet (uncredited): Amanda Jane Manning Danceuse de ballet (uncredited): Stéphanie Montreux Livreur (uncredited): Philippe Soucy La Fille de la Gare (uncredited): Eléonore Stern Film Crew: Screenplay: Cédric Klapisch Producer: Bruno Levy Producer: Matthew Justice Executive Producer: Elena Yatsura Music: Loïc Dury Editor: Francine Sandberg Orchestrator: Laurent Levesque Musician: Christophe Minck Key Makeup Artist: Judith Gayo Unit Production Manager: Anne Férignac First Assistant Director: Kira Sinelshikova Assistant Costume Designer: Julia Patkos Digital Colorist: Christine Szymkowiak Musician: Simon Andrieux Script Supervisor: Barbara Constantine Catering: Georges Gautier Production Accountant: David Kerney Extras Casting: Jeanne Millet Makeup Artist: Véronique Nguyen Set Dresser: Stephanie Guitard Key Grip: Colin Strachan Location Manager: Frédéric Vialle Location Manager: Martin Wady Assistant Unit Manager: Benjamin Dewaele Assistant Director Trainee: Samantha Mialet Second Unit Director: Bertrand Normand First Assistant Art Direction: Florian Sanson Art Direction: Tim Stevenson Assistant Camera: Mounia Lamrani Musician: Guillaume Dutrieux Administration: Géraldine Toitot Second Assistant Art Director: Chloe Leguay Key Grip: Michel Dechaud Assistant Camera: Kathy Sebbah Location Manager: Tony Hood Musician: Felix Niel Music: Bruno Epron Mahmoudi Production Manager: Caroline Levy Second Assistant Director: Ophélie Gelber Assistant Director Trainee: Gabriel Levy Assistant Sound Editor: Sophie Durand Sound Assistant: Sergey Ekinow First Assistant Camera: Julian Bucknall Lighting Technician: Philippe Wegiel Set Decoration: Shirley Robinson Compositing Supervisor: Sylvian Fabre Still Photographer: Jérôme Plon First Assistant Camera: Galatae Politis Director of Photography: Dominique Colin Assistant Unit Manager: Laurent Blu Unit Production Manager: Antoine Théron Third Assistant Director: Paul Bennett Sound: Xavier Prêtre Digital Intermediate Producer: Sophie Denize Production Secretary: Séverine Guignard Costume Design: Anne Schotte Props: Daniel Ainslie Sound Recordist: Vincent Laurence Boom Operator: Jean-François Schenegg Digital Compositor: Sebastien Dupuis Casting Assistant: Hermine Poitou Executive Music Producer: Monte Christo Painter: Thierry Poulet Sound Re-Recording Mixer: ...

[zelkam]

— the untamed (2019), episode 46

[dollsome-does-tumblr]

the horrible thing about if ted lasso eventually comes back for a surprise fourth season is that i'm going to bounce right back to believing that tedbecca is the endgame plan despite the show creators literally saying multiple times that tedbecca was never the endgame plan 🤣🤣🤣😭😭😭

[thelirofnorthlands]

A little appreciation for the most lovely couple in Vikings 🥰

Helga and Floki ❤️

(photos or edits on them do not belong to me)

[thegreatyin]

hm. upon further inspection, it appears i can't invite people to the scioundrel wedding without first being acquainted with them in-game. which means everyone who wants to attend will first need to send a calling card to either the scoundrel or the scientist. preferably the former, but the latter is more than welcome (and has more influence to throw around)

this. changes the wedding plans a bit. only slightly, but still a bit.

[treasureplcnet]

someone on the bodies production team you have to release more layout/bts pictures of charles whiteman's flat please. this is a great start but i need to know him better. particularly if it's got about as much mould as a second year uni house and if he owns as many chairs as it seems LOL

[every-sanji]

[one-time-i-dreamt]

I was at a wedding, where Robert California from The Office was hitting on me the entire time, telling me to, “stop denying the chemistry between his lizard and I”.

My gay friend managed to distract him, and I ended up on a boat playing with some dachshunds.

[sassyandclassy94]

The Boys congratulating The Boys!

[trolls-poppy-specialist]

First Trolls Tumblr Post!!!

not sure if this point has been made but…

Suddenly had a trolls brainwave

During tbt end credits scene when poppy and branch sang ‘no matter where you’re from, the apple don’t fall far from it’ is indirectly hinting a broppy baby. Actually hoping so tbh.

And also the line ‘it runs in the family.’ Maybe the branch and poppy family trees will finally be connected in a fourth movie…

Let this ship go places 😃

Might someday go on a rant about all the broppy scenes and analyse the song lyrics ;)

[rainbowonice]

was the cruise being 3 episodes even worth it cuz…

[bed-wed-behead-your-fave]

steamboat willie from steamboat willie

[your-turn-to-role]

so im rewatching dalen's closet bc uhhhhh. emotions (no it's actually that i'd been already working my way through the vox machina one shots and i happened to leave off at the end of search for bob before heading to work yesterday afternoon, it was just. such timing, on my part)

and i really do love that the second matt finishes his description of the wedding planning and the beautiful beach setting and gives his usual what do you want to do, we get this exchange

Percy (turning to Vex): We could still run. I'm just saying.

Vex: I think it's a little late for that

Percy: You say that, I have a ship chartered, ready to go, I have taken care of everything, we can be out of here in less than an hour

Vex: Just take our friends and go?

Percy: ......They can come too, sure.

like. the ENTIRE reason they are having this wedding is bc they didn't have it in front of anyone the first time, they just ran off together, and they realised they should correct that

they're also the two diplomats in the party, and the two people who like showing off the most with their appearance

and still

it is both of their instinct to just go uhhhhhhhhhhhhh but what if we just ran off together instead and didn't have to people? like i know we did that already, but like. what if tho. i mean do people really need to come to your wedding? all you need is the person you're marrying, right?

(vex at least has the excuse of having spent most of her teenage/young adult years as a runaway in the woods)

(but as usual, she and percy get along so well because they're so much more alike than most people realise)

[softquietsteadylove]

Proposal AU

Thena takes care of a very exhausted Gil!

Something sweet and soft 🤭

Gil groaned, trying to turn his face away from the light.

"It's almost over."

He blinked, finding his nose buried in a head of blonde brighter than sunshine. He could have just nestled in further, which was damn tempting of course. But he groaned, adjusting in the...hammock?

"You know, you're actually quite lucky," Thena continued in a whisper. Her fingers ran through his hair. "Had I not joined you here, I'm sure your mother or sisters would have no trouble awakening you for what is actually our own party. But with me in here as well, everyone thinks we're too wrapped up in pre-marital snuggling to bother you."

"You're doing an awful lot of talking for someone determined to let me sleep."

She gave his cheek a poke. "I know very well you're awake. You stopped snoring."

"I do not snore," he grumbled, moving his head so she could pull away and look at him. He pouted.

"You snore a little," she broke it to him gently at least, poking his lip back into place. "But I'll forgive you because you're so exhausted."

He yawned completely reflexively, but he at least pressed it into the shoulder of her cardigan. "How long?"

"A couple of hours."

That scared him. He jolted, not that it did much in their hanging basket arrangement. "No."

Thena nodded, though, confirming the statement that had sent fear shooting through him. "Just over two hours, assuming I found you relatively close to when you fell asleep."

"Thena, no," he groaned again, attempting to drown himself in the fabric suspending them off the ground. "No, no, no--my mom worked her ass off for this party, I can't have been asleep for that long."

"Sh," Thena hushed him from those soft lips again. She was being awfully tender with him. "I told her that I was the one who lulled you into sleep. If anyone is to blame, it's me."

He whimpered, though. "I'm a bad son."

"On the contrary," she had the nerve to laugh at him when he was upset. "You are the son who cooked every morsel of food at this party. If you happened to spend most of it in a hammock with your own fiance, I can't imagine she would have anything to say about it."

Well, she had a point. He did cook all of the food. And Ajak was always telling him to try and relax - with Thena - more. He sighed again, unfolding his arms from around himself and resting one over the curve of Thena's waist. "Guess I can't argue with that."

"You haven't missed much," she informed him. "Ajak announced how pleased she was for us."

Gil snorted, pulling Thena closer to him as a breeze rocked the hammock faintly. "That wasn't what she said when I first told her. Nearly took my ear off demanding to know why I hadn't said anything until now."

"You have a lovely family, Gil."

He opened his eyes again to look at the woman in the hammock with him. Some of their relatives had arrived early for this party. They were distant, some more family friends than anything. But it was certainly an escalation to their little lie. They were having to do couple-y things more often. A 'love you' here, a 'missed you' there. A brush of his hand over her shoulder--that kind of thing. He smiled, "are you actually in here avoiding them?"

Thena didn't deny it, which was basically a confirmation. She slid her hands up his chest and nestled her head closer again, approaching a position to tuck it under his chin. "Your mother knows a staggering number of people."

Gil chuckled, tucking her against him so she wouldn't have to close the gap herself. She happily accepted his invitation, practically settling into him like a cat in a sunbeam. "Sorry I left you to handle them all yourself."

"I gave up rather quickly," she lamented. "Said I had to find you to ask you something for the wedding. It worked to help me avoid anyone for nigh on half an hour."

"We're both bad hosts."

"Indeed," Thena agreed, not seeming all that upset about it. She sighed, her hot breath hitting his throat. "I'll apologise to your mother later."

"I'm pretty sure you can do no wrong in her eyes," he assured her. He had just had a pretty solid nap, but it was way too comfortable to continue lying there with Thena to even think about trying to roll out of the swaying hammock. "You'll be her first daughter-in-law. To her only son, no less. An eldest son I'm pretty sure she was getting worried wouldn't be settling down at all."

"Hm."

"Hey," he called to her before she could slide down that slippery slope of regret. He rubbed small circles in her back, "don't worry about it."

She didn't say anything else, but one of her hands slipped around his side and to his back, clutching a fistful of his shirt. She pressed her face into his shoulder.

He sighed, ready to settle into sleep again, feeling the familiar position of Thena cuddled up to him. He was nearly there when he heard a grating voice getting closer and closer.

"Yoohoo!--lovebirds?"

Gil kept his eyes closed, not in the mood for his showboat cousin who probably wanted to make some dramatic speech about them or drag him up in front of everyone.

"Gil, mom's lookin' for you!"

Thena stirred but he cradled the back of her head with his hand and held the small of her back. "It's a trap."

She puffed out some air at his joke before whispering, "diabolical."

"Very," he whispered back, eyes still closed.

"Here they-oh!"

Gil resisted the urge to tell his brother - in every way that mattered - to fuck off and not wake his fiance. He held Thena firmly, determined to appear asleep.

"It's so sweet!"

"Let them rest, you two--Makkari, put the stick down!"

His youngest sister was no doubt about to poke him in the face with it. His sweet and elegant mother had raised a bunch of animals.

He only cracked his eyes open when he heard them padding away, complaining why he got to skip out on the party duties, like entertaining guests and cleaning up as things started coming to a close.

"We can't sleep in here all night, you know."

"Why not?" he grinned, immediately pulled back into the little world that was the high sides of the hammock bending around his weight. "It's comfy."

"I would hardly call this lumbar support," she argued, although he was pretty sure she wasn't that far from dozing off herself. "And what if it rains?"

"We're in the trees, it's fine," he laughed. They weren't exactly in the depths of the wooded area surrounding the house, but they were away from everything else enough that they weren't the easiest to find in here.

"Gil," she scolded, but made no attempt to get up, or even separate herself from him.

"Mom wouldn't let that happen," he reassured, although it made her go quiet again. "Fine, just a few more minutes."

"Five, not a second more."

"Deal," he smiled. She sounded like she did when they were at work. It felt so far away, they'd been here so long. Not that they didn't deserve the break. And Thena had even more paid time off than he did. He was pretty sure she never took a day off.

Unless she was sick. In which case he would rush home from work and cook up his most healing chicken soup and noodles for her.

Thena didn't stir as he pressed a kiss to her cheek. If anything, she nestled closer to him, "five minutes."

"Five minutes," he repeated, moving his lips down her cheek, closer to her lips. He didn't close the distance quite yet, but Thena didn't pull herself away either. And he didn't need the next five minutes to make his decision.

It was chaste, just the barest brushing of lips against lips. It was like a peck. Thena didn't make any sudden moves or any sounds at all. Only she could lie perfectly still and straight postured in a hammock. "Was that your attempt at bartering?"

He grinned, their heads still too close to really see each other, breath mixing and lips twitching to meet again. "Depends if it worked."

"No."

"Fine," he conceded, moving his hands to her cheeks. He gave her another little peck before she tucked herself into the crook of his neck again. This was just another couple-y thing to add to the list, apparently. Not that he minded.

[mermaidsirennikita]

I'm not gonna recommend Judith Ivory's Beast because there's just too much problematic shit going on re: how it interacts with North Africa (on the fetishistic side, not the "we hate Muslims" side, like tbh I was surprised by a throwaway line... from a French guy... referring to the French as oppressors, but nonetheless it's just a liiiiil too late 90s re: the language for me to go "YOU SHOULD READ THIS" responsibly, though I am gonna try more from her because otherwise it's well-done) BUT

I do feel like historical romance has a sincere need for more plots like "pretty high-strung virgin who can't drive and knows she's hottest girl on the block is betrothed to a man everyone says is ugly and tbh he just sounds like he's got an Adam Driver vibe or something and is also blind in one eye and Extremely Sensitive About It but he wants to marry her anyway because he's obsessed with making perfumes and her dad owns SO MUCH AMBERGRIS meets said man on a ship but he's in disguise because he's Extremely Sensitive About His Appearance and wants to fuck with her but ends up FUCKING HER a lot but only in the dark or when she's blindfolded so that she doesn't know it's actually him and not a "pasha" but then when they actually meet for the wedding she's like FUCK I can't marry this guy and he's like bUT EVERYTHING WAS GOING SO WELL WHEN WE WERE FUCKING ON THE BOAT 5x A NIGHT AND YOU DIDN'T KNOW WHO I WAAAAAS"

just without the "he's disguised as a 'pasha' part"

[compacflt]

wip wednesday: ???