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Dollar Store Wedding Decor Hacks to Decorate Your Reception for Less
Throwing a wedding ceremony and reception can be an expensive proposition due to the long list of expenses. There are so many items to buy, from the attire to the catering to the decorations, of course!
Your decorations are one of the main expenses that can add up quickly because there are so many ways you can decorate a wedding venue. From flowers, a backdrop, lights, balloons, ceiling decor, and moreâ the list of potential wedding decoration ideas is endless!
Regardless of your budget, you can start saving money by creating some of your wedding decorations yourself. And to save even more, you should try DIYing your decorations with products from the Dollar Store! Why spend all your money on decorations when you can easily buy and make them yourself?
When you make your own wedding decorations, you get to show your guests your creativity and talent. Your decor will be original, unique, and extra personal since you made it with your own two hands. Plus, all the money you save can be spent on the things you care more about, like a talented photographer, elevated catering, or even an extra fab honeymoon!
Dollar Store Wedding Decor Projects: DIY Hacks for Budget-Friendly Decorations
If youâre on board with creating your own wedding decorations using Dollar Store products, youâll definitely want to peruse this list of ideas. Below are some dollar store wedding hacks you can use to cut your wedding expenses!

Vases with Submerged Flowers or Floating Candles
If youâve been to a few weddings, youâve probably seen many flower decorations. Submerged flowers might be one style youâve seen before. They make a wedding look more luxurious and grand. Creating submerged flower centerpieces is a super easy DIY project you can make yourself with these Dollar Store items!
You donât need many materials when making your submerged flower centerpieces. The main pieces you need are vases and flowers. Depending on your desired look, you can add glass stones, rocks, or glass beads to the bottom. Include floating candles on the top if you want to make it look fancier. Different types of flowers will help to further personalize the effect. The great thing about this project is that itâs super simple and doesnât require much time.
Supplies:
Tall vase or bubble bowl
Faux flowers or fresh flowers
Beads, pebbles, rocks, or glass stones
Floating candles (optional)
Wire cutter
Directions:
Arrange your flowers in your vase to see if you need to trim the stems. Use a wire cutter to snip the stems to a length that allows them to display fully in the vase without sticking out of the top.
Once you measure and cut the flowers to fit, you can pour the beads or rocks into the vase.
Place the flowers in and arrange them to your liking.
Fill the vase with water.
If you want, add a floating candle to the top to give off a luxurious effect.
Last but not least, clean the vase to remove any fingerprints on the glass.
Mason Jar Luminaries
How about turning your reception into a starlight theme by lighting up the wedding venue with some mason jar lights? It makes any setting feel more romantic and magical. These Dollar Store mason jars can be set up on tables or decorated on the dance floor. Your guests will love the atmosphere created by these sweet little luminaries.
Supplies:
Mason jars
Fairy wire lights
Flowers, glass beads, or anything else you want to put inside
Directions:
Remove the mason jar lid and place the fairy wire lights into the jar.
Turn on the lights and reseal the lid.
Optional: you can fill the bottom of the jar with pebbles or flowers to make it look more festive.
Voila! Super simple fairy light luminaries that cost around $2.50 each!
Beautiful DIY Floral Wreaths
Floral wreaths are quite the trend. You can use a wreath as a wall decoration or even as a centerpiece. A DIY wreath is easy to make with only a few materials, yet it makes a noticeable impact in any room.
In pictures, floral wreaths might look complicated to create, but in reality, they are quite simple. You can find tons of tutorials on Youtube to assist you in making these stunning decorations, or check out the floral wreath tutorial from Alison of Bloom Culture Flowers. Using faux flowers allows you to make as many of these as you need ahead of time. Plus, they can easily be stored until you need to use them for the big day!
Supplies:
Faux flowers
Foam ring or metal hoop
Twine and ribbons
Wire cutter
Hot glue
Directions:
Arrange the flowers on the metal hoop or foam ring.
Trim the flowers with a wire cutter if needed.
If you are using a metal hoop, use a ribbon, raffia, or twine to tie the flowers to the hoop.
If you use a foam ring, you can use a hot glue gun to attach them to the ring.
Once done, you can add ribbons as tassels to give it more details.
DIY Picture Frame Lanterns
Did you know you can make a lantern out of picture frames? You just need picture frames to glue together. Four frames can be used to make a simple box which you can use to add flowers or candles inside.
When it comes to dollar store wedding decor, this is one example of something that can yield a high end look on a budget! Itâs an innovative piece that you and your partner can personalize. With beautiful centerpieces like this, youâll surely get many compliments for these extravagant, picture-perfect lanterns.
Supplies:
4 picture frames
Spray paint or paint (optional)
Hot glue
Candles, moss, flowers, lights, or any decor you want to put inside (optional)
Directions:
Take the backing off each frame
Optional: paint or spray paint the frames
Glue each side of the frame to create a cube with the four frames
Place any decorative elements inside!
Chalkboard Signs
Who needs a fancy sign when you can make a simple DIY sign? Whether displaying a message, using it as a table number or food signs, you can use a chalkboard sign instead of an elaborately printed one. The best part about a chalkboard sign is that when you mess up a word, you can erase and rewrite it. Itâs also minimal and goes with every type of surface.
Supplies:
Chalkboard signs
Chalk or Chalk Pens
Directions:
Decide what signs you need, and then personalize your signs by writing a message or label in Chalk or Chalk Pen! Easy peasy.

Floral Covered Paper Lanterns
If you want to wow your guests, these flower lanterns might do the trick! You can make them as centerpieces or hang them from the ceiling to give the space a magical atmosphere. This project can be completely personalized to suit any wedding theme, color scheme, or vibe. Select the flowers or accents that work with your vision and personalize your lanterns to your heartâs content!
Supplies:
Paper lanterns
Faux flowers
Hot glue gun and glue
Tassels or ribbons (optional)
Directions:
Glue the flowers on the lantern using a hot glue gun.
Place your lanterns on tables as centerpieces, or hang them for a floating look.
Optional: if you plan on hanging the lanterns, you can add tassels or ribbons to the bottom of the lanterns for further embellishment!
Color Dipped Flower Vase
You donât need a big extravagant flower vase to set the mood for your wedding. Instead of a huge vase, why not make multiple small ones that take your wedding to the next level? Simply purchase small glass vases and spray paint or dip the bottoms of the vases into the paint color of your choice.
Add glitter to the paint while wet for a dash of sparkle! Place single stems of your favorite flower into the finished vases for a decoration that is super simple and looks great. The is one dollar store wedding decor project thatâs low effort but high impact!
Supplies:
Glass vases
Paint (color of choice)
Glitter (optional)
Gemstones (optional)
Painter tape
Directions:
Decide where to add paint and use the painterâs tape to section off the part you want to paint.
Paint the part that you section off and wait for it to dry     Â
Add other decorative elements you want to add to the vase, such as glitter or gemstones.
Table Numbers
If you have many guests, you might need to have table numbers for all of them. You donât need to make fancy table numbers to help your guests navigate the space. You can make a lovely table number within minutes with only a few things.
Supplies:
Picture frames
Paper to print
Directions:
Print all your table numbers to the size of the picture frame
Cut them out and place the sheet into the picture frames
DIY Fringe Balloons
Backdrops for photo shoots often include flowers or balloons, but having a backdrop custom-made can be extremely expensive. Ballons with tassel fringe are super easy to make with supplies that are inexpensive to buy. All you have to do is blow up the balloons and tie strings and tassels to them. Itâs as easy as counting 1, 2, 3! Once you have multiple balloons done, you can arrange them to fit your aesthetic.
Supplies:
Balloons
Tissue paper
Ribbon
Scissors
Directions:
Blow up the balloons and attach them with a string. Anchor them so they donât float away.
Fold the tissue paper in half and into an accordion fold. Then cut the tissue paper, but not all the way. About halfway through!
Open up, and youâll see the fringe you created.
Roll the fringe up and tie it with a ribbon at the end. Add fringe all the way down the string of the balloon.
Tissue Paper Flowers
If getting real flowers is out of your budget, you can substitute them for fake flowers or make them out of tissue paper. Tissue paper flowers are very easy to make and add a touch of color or visual detail to any space. The best part is you can get tissue paper very affordably and in a wide variety of colors, so you can easily customize this project to fit your wedding theme!
Make tissue paper flowers for a photobooth backdrop, as pomanders to use as aisle decor, or even to create a wreath or centerpiece! The options are truly endless, and since tissue paper flowers are so affordable to make, you can really create a big impact without a big expense.
Supplies:
Tissue paper
Scissors
Floral Wire
Hot Glue
Styrofoam balls
Ribbon
Directions:
Stack multiple sheets of tissue paper in front of you and accordion fold 1-inch sections of the tissue paper.
Secure the center with floral wire.
Use your scissors to cut a round edge at the ends
Fan out the folds and start separating the layers until it looks gorgeous!
Attach multiple flowers to styrofoam balls to make pomanders, adhere them to a wall as a backdrop, or any other creative use you can think of!
Hurricane Candle Holders
Decorations like candle holders can be more expensive than you think. You could scour thrift stores for various styles if youâre after an eclectic look. Or, if youâre looking for something more uniform, the easiest way to save money is to make them yourself. You not only get to save money, but you get to personalize the way you like it to match your wedding theme.
Using affordable glass candle sticks from the Dollar Tree, you can make elevated hurricane vases like the ones pictured above, or even faux flower topiaries! Leave them clear glass, or finish with paint, or attach ribbons or gemstones with hot glue to further customize.
Supplies:
Glass candleholders
E600 glue or hot glue
Glass vases
Ribbons or gems (optional)
Paint (optional)
Directions:
Optional: paint or spray paint your glass candleholder if you donât like the clear glass look
Stack your glass candleholders (alternate them) and glue them with the E600
Optional: you can tie a ribbon or glue some gemstones if you want to glam it up a bit.
More DIY Dollar Store Wedding Decor Projects
Getting crafty and making DIY wedding decor from dollar store products can significantly lower the cost of your wedding! Save money, express yourself creatively, and personalize your wedding by creating some of your decorations yourself.
A wedding doesnât have to be expensive if you know how to be resourceful and put together a luxe look, even on a budget. Sometimes you need to be creative and think outside the box to cut back on your wedding expenses. By using the dollar store hacks above, youâll surely save tons of money that can be put somewhere else, like your honeymoon!
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Meet Ratticus Roe and Mascratpone Dent, they are to be married as husbands tomorrow


#they plan to hyphenate their last names#via a long series of shenanigans#I have been tasked with chauffeuring two painted dollar store squeaky rats#to my art elective class#where they will be added to the still life as a little rat wedding#nyx rambles#rats#thank you to ace attorney for inspiring me to do terrible name puns
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Puffbun Progress report:
- I get why professionals have help with their projects doing everything takes forever omg. Good thing I don't have a deadline.
-But speaking of deadlines, I only have a few pages left to finish so if all goes well there will be a chapter next week!
#sweet hero puffbun!#original comic#aashi doodles#art#the alice scarlett wedding skit ive been working on is slow coming just cuz ive been focusing on finishing this chapter#but I've been writing stuff to go with my mini comics on a03 so that's something to check out if it piques your interestâ#pripo trying to be a magical girl is throwback to my little sister when she was in grade school and would grab random gaudy dollar store#items and tie them on to pretend to be a superhero or the likes haha
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DIY Dollar Store Wedding Decoration Ideas - DIY Cuteness
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DIY Dollar Store Wedding Decoration Ideas - DIY Cuteness
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Okay so I met this guy at a homeschool prom in 2021 and we hit it off really well (we won the slow dance and I was barefoot). Anyways we got to texting bad pickup lines back and forth then my parents found out and it was put to an end.
I had a dream last night that shocked the fuck outta me.
We got married. It wasnât a traditional ceremony but we didnât elope. We sorta eloped with our families there? (+my best friend). And Iâm just gonna post a few pictures I found on Pinterest to try and explain it.




#honestly it was a really sweet dream#yknow when you are getting ready for a family gathering and you have to make 200 trips to the dollar store#and have to fix decorations last minute?#thatâs what it felt like#it was weird#coffee speaks#wedding#dreams
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hear me out on this, delusional bsf but itâs a whole other level, like heâs planning a wedding, has a ring hidden in his room and youâre introducing him to everyone as your friend but heâs so confused, like wdym friend? he buys you flowers every other day, youâve kissed (like twice), isnât that what what ppl do in a relationship?
happy valentineâs day! hereâs some obsessed bff soobin as my gift to u <3
(wc: 2.6k / warnings: soobin is down tremendously bad and heâs kind of a perv, smut (mdni), oral (f rec), cumming untouched đ€, idk if this counts as somno but ill tag it just in case)
Soobin thinks you must be misunderstanding your relationship. You keep telling people that heâs your friend, but thatâs not how he feels at all. Soobin has taken care of you ever since he met you, heâs bought you thousands of dollars of gifts, he takes you out to nice restaurants, and heâs even tasted your lips once or twice. Youâre pretty much dating at this point!
Heâs left pouting beside you as he watches you ramble on and on to your friend about drinks and future plans and whatever else that gets filtered from his ears. Here he is, hand in hand with you, standing across from someone whoâs supposed to think youâre just friends. The word suddenly feels like an insult, like itâs undermining the true nature of whatâs happening between you two.
If you were to ask him, Soobin wouldnât hesitate to call you his girlfriend. He spends his days counting down the time that has to pass before he sees you again. He dreams about what the family you build together one day might look like, how your daughter will have his eyes and your smile. He gets so caught up in the fantasy sometimes that he goes to jewelry stores just to browse through engagement rings that youâd like. He already bought two separate rings for you, keeping the little boxes tucked away in his nightstand until heâs finally ready to ask you.
He wants to sweep you off your feet and steal your heart from any other man. He hates it when you laugh at some other guyâs jokes, or if you even smile a little too brightly for someone else to see. Itâs with a sense of shame that he swallows his jealousy down; he knows he shouldnât be so upset when you still just see him as a friend. He also knows that he wonât speak up and stop you from introducing him as your friendâheâll have to be content with his feelings being one-sided for now.
When he takes you back to your place, his eyes land on the vase of flowers you placed on your counter. Soobin notes that theyâve probably still got a few days of vibrancy left before he should buy you new ones. He stands with his hands held behind his back, still lingering by your door, waiting for you to tell him goodbye or ask him to stay.
His heart skips a beat when your hand lands on his shoulder. You have to tilt your head up when you're standing this close to him in order to look him in the eye, and something about that makes Soobin feel dizzy. Heâs a gentleman, though, and he doesnât let it cloud his mind too much. He has to remember that youâre like a fragile doll, and he canât be such a wolf like all the other men are.
âDid you wanna stay with me tonight?â you ask, voice soft and sweet like it always is. His lips tilt up as he nods excitedly. He was hoping that you wouldnât want him to leave.
He follows you into your bedroom, thanking you when you hand him some clothes to change into. Heâs learned to leave some of his clothes at your place for nights like this. He heads to your bathroom so that you have enough privacy when you change out of your dress, always trying to be respectful and considerate of you.
He tries not to think too much about you slipping your dress off, how the material would pool at your feet and leave you in some cute lingerie set. He gulps as he takes off his jeans, looking up at the ceiling so he doesnât imagine you kneeling on the floor in front of him. He changes into his sweatpants as quickly as he can, then throws on his shirt and shakes away the images haunting his brain. How dare he think such impure things of you? Youâre so pretty and delicate, and heâs awful and disgusting to want to defile you.
He stares at himself in the mirror, standing in place for an extra minute just in case you need more time to get fully dressed. He wouldnât want to walk in on you changingâthe thought sends a shiver down his spine. Youâd surely think he was a creep if you saw the things he thinks of.
When he finally comes back to your room, youâre already laying in bed, tucked comfortably underneath your blanket. He gets in bed beside you, waiting for you to cozy up to him. He looks at you expectantly, which makes you grin and throw yourself into his side. He laughs as you do so, letting his hand run through your hair.
You hum and lean into his chest. He prays you donât feel how hard his heart is beating. He catches a glimpse of your hand, and his eyes linger on your ring finger. He wants so badly to fill the empty space there.
âAre you tired?â you ask him. He can hear the sleepiness in your voice. Like everything you do, that too makes him swoon.
âIâm not,â he says, keeping his voice quiet so as to not disturb your peace.
âWell Iâm going to sleep,â you announce with a yawn. Soobin continues running his hand through your hair and down your back at a slow, steady pace, repeating the action to help lull you to sleep. He places the tiniest peck on the crown of your head and wishes you a good night.
Nothing makes Soobin happier than this. He has you all to himself, a moment that no one else gets to see or know about. It feels so domestic, like heâs already living in that faraway dream where youâre his wife and you love him dearly.
You stir in your sleep and let out a little hum. Soobin tries to be still and not wake you, but he also tries to not let your noises reach his cock. You emit another tiny moan, and he takes a deep breath to keep it from affecting him. Heâs mentally scolding himself for being such a pervert, for being so turned on by things you have no clue youâre doing.
When you start moving around more, Soobin considers putting some space between you. Youâre a light sleeper though, and he wouldnât want to wake you up. Thatâs the only reason. Otherwise, heâs sure he would have nudged your leg off of him and given you some room. Heâs a gentleman, and youâre a delicate flower.
Soobin gasps when he feels your hips cant against him. His face is burning, and he registers with an immense amount of shame that heâs getting hard now. Should he wake you up? Should he at least push your leg down a little? Thereâs a scarily small amount of space between his bulge and your thigh.
If only he were asleep. He wouldnât be tortured by your jolting legs or your sleepy sounds of pleasure. You must be having a wet dream. God, Soobin might bust in his sweatpants right now. He needs some air, but he canât get up.
He shouldnât help you, right? Even if it would end the suffering for both of you⊠He canât help but indulge in the idea a little. He imagines rolling over so heâs hovering above you, waking you up with a hundred kisses against your face and neck. Youâd smile up at him so groggily when your eyes finally flutter open, wondering what your sweet best friend is doing.
Oh god, no, thatâs perverted; Soobin canât be thinking these kinds of things. Heâs so hard he canât stand it, and your soft moans leaving your lips arenât helping him. He doesnât want to embarrass you, but he canât not get up now, at least to run to the bathroom and take care of his problem.
As soon as he sits up, he can tell that youâre stirring awake. His eyes widen, looking down at his side to see your sleepy eyes looking up at him. Youâre so confused. It makes Soobinâs dick throb in his pants. Ugh. He hides his face in his hands.
âSoobinâŠâ you mutter out, hand clutching onto his arm to drag him back down beside you. He gives in easilyâhe always does. He gulps when he looks at you, faces so close. Youâre still tired, he can tell by your slow blinks. Youâll be falling asleep again fast.
You whine and tuck your face into his shoulder. Soobin shuts his eyes tight and uses all his might to not think with his dick.
âWhatâs wrong?â he asks, trying to keep his voice steady.
You donât respond through your sleepy haze. He notes how hard youâre breathing. His head spins, wondering if youâre still horny. He wants nothing more than to help you out, so much that it fogs his mind and makes it hard to think straight.
Your thighs press together, and thatâs when Soobin feels himself start to lose control. This is badâhe canât do this to you. Heâd be so sweet, though, he knows this. Heâd touch you so gently and make sure youâre satisfied. Heâd pull every noise he could out of you, cherishing each and every little twitch of your body. He needs you tremendously.
âA-are youâŠâ Soobin starts, but canât bring himself to finish the sentence. Heâs already shaking so much from his self-restraint, you must be able to feel it.
Your leg brushes against his erection then, and the world comes to a standstill. Soobin doesnât even breathe. Heâs beyond mortified. You must think heâs a filthy piece of shit, he shouldâve just taken himself to the bathroom, you probably hate him now.
âIâm sorry,â heâs rushing to say, sitting up again so he doesnât have to poison you with his presence. âIâm so sorry, I promise I wasnâtââ
âPlease touch me,â you say, cutting him off. Your eyes are so big and sparkly when you look up at him. His mouth is dropped open, not knowing if this is real or not.
âWhat?â he asks in a whisper, making sure he heard you right. If you said what he thinks you did, he might spill his load on the spot.
You bring a hand between your thighs, pathetically rutting against it. Soobin weakens at the sight, meeting your eyes and hoping to see some sort of desperation in them.
âPlease, I need you. Woke up so wet,â you whine. Soobin moves as fast as he can between your legs. Every hope he had of taking things slow is thrown out the windowâheâs far too needy to take his time with you. Heâll make sure to do it some other day.
âIâll take care of you, donât worry, Iâm right here,â he rambles as he rids you of your shorts and panties. He holds your legs open, staring at your leaky pussy with awe. He feels himself short-circuiting. Is he dreaming? Is this moment finally happening? He has to make the most of this. He needs to make this perfect for you.
He kisses your hip bone then licks a stripe up your cunt, moaning as soon as his tongue meets you. He almost feels like he could cry. Heâs waited so long, so patiently. Youâve finally broken, and you only want him to piece you back together. His cock is straining against his boxers, leaking profusely at the tip, but he ignores it completely to focus on you.
His tongue presses firm licks against your clit, then swipes quickly against it to get your legs trembling. He thinks itâs so cute how much youâre shaking already. You needed him to give you relief, he tells himself as he presses his face deeper into your cunt, so he has to make sure he delivers. Your cries motivate him to keep going, it has him obsessing over how much pleasure he can provide you.
His tongue moves down to your fluttering entrance, and his stomach clenches when he realizes how empty you must feel. His poor baby, heâll help you out. He stuffs his tongue inside you, making sure his nose stays pressed against your clit. He moans at your taste and the way you tighten around his tongue. He licks and laps at you as much as he can, determined to get his fill of your arousal.
Soobin canât help it when he starts fucking the mattress, hips moving on their own accord. Your own hips are grinding down on his face now, and he knows now what true desperation feels like. No other feeling has he experienced so strongly as the need to have you cumming on his tongue. You flood all of his thoughts and his senses, heâs completely devoted to getting you off and making you happy.
âSoobin! HnngâIâm..!â You donât have to finish your sentence, Soobin knows. He feels you tightening over his muscle, which he continues to fuck into your hole with as much vigor as he possesses. He pants against your cunt, so ready for you to fall over the edge, going insane to know what it feels like to have you fall apart because of him.
You cum with a whine, body twitching all over as your orgasm hits you. This is the moment Soobin has waited for, and itâs beyond anything he could have imagined. Heâs spilling in his sweatpants the moment your thighs close around his head. His hips stutter against the mattress as his seed bursts out of him. This is the best moment of his life.
He commits it all to memory: your breathy, whiny noises and the shake in your legs. The way your breath hitches and how your walls feel clamping down on his tongue. Youâre so tight, he canât imagine how heâll ever fit his cock inside you. Heâll never be the same after this.
Your hand tugs at his hair to pull him away, and he obliges. He looks at how wet you are now, a mixture of his saliva and your arousal pooling at your center and down your thighs. His eyes almost roll back, he canât believe you finally let him take care of you like this. Heâll touch himself for the rest of his life remembering this moment.
Your smile is just as gorgeous and heart-stopping as it always has been when you pull him up to you. He collapses on top of you as he regains his breath. He presses kisses against your collarbones, wanting to make sure you feel cared for.
âThank you, Soobin,â you say, wrapping your arms around him. He feels like he should be the one thanking you. Youâre amazing.
âPlease be my girlfriend,â he blurts out before he can even think of stopping himself. He canât imagine not being able to do this with you again. Heâs not sure what even gave you the courage to ask him to do this, but he needs you to keep letting him have you.
You giggle, and it nearly makes Soobinâs heart explode. âI was wondering when you were gonna ask me that,â you say, holding his face up so heâs looking you in the eye.
Soobinâs dumbfounded. He feels everything at once. Heâs ecstatic that you didnât reject him. Heâs dizzy from the love burning his body up. Heâs regretful that he didnât ask you sooner.
âIâm in love with you.â He decides that if itâs time for him to get everything off his chest, he might as well say that part too. You press a quick kiss to his lips, and he has to keep himself from passing out.
âI love you too,â you say, smiling so dreamily and brushing his hair back.
Oh god. Soobin might just cum untouched again.
#txt x reader#soobin x reader#soobin smut#txt smut#soobin hard hours#txt hard hours#delugyu drabbles
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i rlly wanna buy a . thrifted âweddingâ dress to fuck around with but i have so many other projects i havent even STARTED lol.
#wedding is in quotes bc i refuse to buy anything over $25 MAYBE over $50 if its genuine#so a lot of what shows up r like bridesmaids dresses n things that r just white and lacey#i saw a train on ebay tho#so like. a fake wedding dress. a wedding dress bc thats what it was listed as#at the thrift store they had a few out but obv they were still expensive#i get like the concept i understand why but if im shopping for a wedding dress at a thrift store youd think theyd go. Oh... :( well i want u#r day to be special and will give this to you for 10 dollars.#nothin sad abt thrifting but do u get what i mean?#the monetary value should not reflect the 'specialness' of the occasion the thing was made for#ykwim?#like it just leaves a yucky taste in my mouth#someone donated that to you and you decided to put a $200 price tag on it.#like im not gonna spend $200 at a thrift store when i could probably find something new for the same price#get it together#the only things that made sense at such a high price were like the furniture#like $140 for an ugly kitschy couch? fuck yeah man#(it was plaid)#(and beautiful)#anyways my idea is: instead of spikes i would put like irregular spiky pearls on it#the train would be attached with safety pins#not that i found any long cheap dresses that would suit a train but actually ykw that doesnt matter#turn the train into like a weird overskirt thing#call it a day#dye it dark purple and then splatter black on it so its all uneven#isnt it crazy theyre making safety pin earrings and people r buying them?#like if u rlly r scared abt puncturing ur ears u can like#fix the safety pin to make it less sharp right? like you know u can just make it blunt right?#i dont fit in my corset anymore for whatever stupid fucking rwason so my shirt project is on hold :( im rlly sad abt this like#its a cheap fucking corset but i rlly wanted to make a silly little fairytale princess lookin setup for renfaire#and now i cant even wear the centerpiece
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foolishness and all
summary: your boyfriend puts your love to the test when his heart is set on a certain unsightly purchase.
pairing: eddie munson x gn!reader
warnings: jar jar binks. not edited, i was laughing too hard.
wc: 1.8k+
a/n: this is the product of a very insane conversation that occurred in the middle of the night last night with @emmaisgonnacry, @lokis-army-77, and @emma-munson. forever sad we can't get the jar jar watch </3 (but at least emma got the darth maul one!) ((thank you for making me laugh until i cried last night, friends.))
âIf you buy that thing, Iâm breaking up with you.â
âNo, you arenât.â
âYes, I am.âÂ
âIâm getting the watch.âÂ
âAnd Iâm getting a new boyfriend.â
You glare at your boyfriend for several beats of tense silence, narrowing your eyes as if itâll do anything to change his mind. His heart is already set â thereâs no stopping whatâs about to happen.Â
âEdward Munson,â you stress, hand shooting out to hold his wrist, but heâs already whipping it out of your reach, âThat thing is hideous. Weâre shopping for a nice watch for Steveâs wedding, not that.âÂ
âThis thing has a name, sweetheart,â Eddie smiles toothily, tilting his head tauntingly at you, âAnd I think it fits the theme perfectly.âÂ
âIn what fucking world?â
You're whispering harshly now, trying to keep from causing a commotion in the middle of the store and garnering any more unwanted attention. The workers had given you strange enough looks when Eddie had first laid eyes on his prize, his little yelp of excitement seemingly startling them.Â
The less people who witnessed the atrocity on Eddieâs wrist currently, the better.Â
Eddie goes against that wish entirely, holding his wrist high in the air for the entire mall to see at this point, âIn my world. He did say it was meant to be open for interpretation-â
âNot like this.â
âAnd my interpretation is buying this absolutely priceless Jar-Jar Binks watch.âÂ
The thing looks down at you, almost as if itâs laughing at you just as Eddie was right now.Â
Part of you wonders if itâs all a bit â something Eddie noticed set you off, and heâs now making it into an entire catastrophic situation solely for his own enjoyment at your irritation. But part of you also knows that even if it is a bit, Eddie Munson will commit wholeheartedly to it.Â
It doesnât matter if itâs a joke or not. Heâll be leaving this store as the owner of that watch, and the thought mortifies you.Â
âPlease,â you finally resort to begging, feeling a bit childish as you give a pitiful hop to reach his wrist. Itâs useless. He only stretches higher, shirt riding up to expose that strip of pale skin beneath the fabric. Your eyes catch on it momentarily, but you force yourself to not get distracted, âEddie, baby-â
âNuh uh,â heâs quick to shake his head, taking a full step back from you, âNope. That baby shit isnât working on me this time. Iâm buying it. End of discussion.âÂ
Fine. The sweet talk route didnât work. Thatâs fine.Â
You had more than one weapon in the arsenal.Â
Before he can even think to step any further away, you reach out and hook your finger through one of his belt loops, giving a tug that further exposes the band of his boxers all while forcing him closer to you.Â
Youâre back on your tip-toes, no longer reaching for the watch, but to let your lips barely graze over his as your whispers, âWhat if I ask you not to very, very nicely?âÂ
That has him faltering. Complete hesitation as he takes a deep breath and visible gulp, arm beginning to drop ever so slightly.Â
âI would⊠IâdâŠâ he trails off, clearly losing focus as your lips stay hovering just out of touch, âIâd probably⊠I-â
âProbably not buy it â right, handsome?âÂ
And just as quickly as heâd fallen victim to the game youâd started playing, heâs pulled from it.Â
He leans back as far as he can with your finger still clinging to his pants, scrunching up his nose, âI see what youâre doing. Not fucking fair. Itâs only thirteen dollars, anyway. I bet if Steve was here right now, heâd tell me to get it.âÂ
âHe wouldnât!â you whisper-yell, giving up and pulling back as well, âItâs his wedding, Eddie. He told us to get something nice to fit in with the black tie dress code,â you can see him ready the argument of interpretation once more, and nip it in the bud, âNo amount of interpretation can ever qualify the head of Jar-Jar Binks turned into a watch as something that fits into black tie attire.â
Heâs not convinced. Not of the point youâre trying to make â no, you know he agrees with you and is just being a little shit at this point â but of not buying the watch.Â
âWhat if I just bought it?â he barters, âMaybe I donât wear it to the weddin-â
âThereâs no maybes about it. You canât wear it to the wedding. Youâre one of the groomsmen.â
He lifts his other hand just as the one adorning the eyesore finally drops to be eye level once more, âFine! Fine. I wonât wear it to the wedding, but Iâm still getting it.âÂ
Itâs a compromise. Or as close to a compromise as you and Eddie were going to get to right now.Â
With his wrist finally lowered, you can finally get a proper look at the thing. Itâs Jar-Jarâs head with a band to mimic his skin, no clock in sight until itâs flipped open. The inside might be even worse though. Vivid font curling to spell out Jar-Jar, a light orange background with darker swirls, and the worldâs smallest sliver of a screen to display the digital time.Â
It absolutely blows your mind that anyone thought it was a good marketing idea. But then again, people like your boyfriend exist. He was the intended audience, not you.Â
âItâs not even that cool,â you weakly still try to fight the losing battle, gingerly grabbing for the wrist this time with your free hand. Your finger hasnât left Eddieâs belt loop, now resting comfortably in it, just growing fond of the closeness rather than weaponizing it against him.Â
And maybe as a way of keeping him from running up to the counter to complete the purchase. Maybe.Â
âItâs the coolest fucking thing Iâve ever seen,â he proudly proclaims, right there in the middle of the Radio Shack, never having looked more satisfied with himself, âIt can just be a conversational piece. I promise, I wonât break out the secretly evil little shit-â
âWhat?â
âUnless the occasion actually calls for it.âÂ
âIâm sorry, can we go back to where you just called Jar-Jar secretly evil?â you ask, more perplexed than concerned at this point.
He was getting it. You were hating it. You had bigger wars to win with the man before you at a later date, surely.Â
His grin makes you regret asking, âOh, you havenât heard the theory about Jar-Jar being a Sith lord, have you?âÂ
Your finger slips from his jeans, and your eyes nearly roll out of your head.Â
âGo buy that thing. Iâm waiting in the car.âÂ
âWait, babe, no!âÂ
âNope. Iâm not listening to this.âÂ
You turn from Eddie to walk away, making sure he canât see the corners of your mouth twitching with a smile youâre so desperately fighting, but itâs no use when he grabs onto your elbow to spin you back around.Â
âEddie, Iâm not-â
Youâre interrupted with his lips on yours, an unexpectedly genuine kiss ensuing. The kind that reminds you why youâd ever deal with someone who wants a Jar-Jar Binks watch, the kind that reminds you why the occasional embarrassment Eddie purposefully puts you through in public is all worth it.Â
All the butterflies, all the sweetness, all the tenderness. The way his thumb traces over your skin as his hand stays wrapped around your elbow, the way his other hand comes up to cradle your cheek. You can still taste whatever sour candy heâd bought moments before walking into the store all over his tongue and lips, hiding his last cigarette from hours ago.Â
Itâs a good enough kiss to forget the entire interaction that had just occurred.Â
When he pulls away, youâre a little breathless, all fluttering eyes glazed over as you look up at him, âWhat was that for?âÂ
His smile could melt your entire existence. Turn you right into a puddle of all the love you struggle to contain, just for him.Â
âJust because,â he shrugs, but then he continues on, âAnd for putting up with me. Thank you for that.âÂ
âI donât put up with you,â you say immediately, and mean it.
Even when heâs being insufferable. Even when heâs still wearing the goddamn Jar-Jar Binks watch. You donât put up with him â you love him. Foolishness and all.Â
Your finger returns to his belt loop, and this time, you tug him in for another kiss. Something short and sweet, something just because.Â
âYou know,â he mumbles against your lips, arm wrapping around you so you canât leave him just yet, âThey have a Darth Maul one, tooâŠâÂ
Your hand comes up between the two of you, only a slight struggle, just for you to smack him in the center of his chest, âYou can only have one, Munson.â
âWe could match!â
âI am not wearing that thing.âÂ
He throws his head back and cackles, a certain glee only born of being with the one you feel safest with flooding his features. All those wrinkles in the corners of his crinkled eyes, the stretch of his lips that bring on the appearance of dimples you could bury yourself in if given the chance. A boy made up of stardust and felicity. Your boy made up of every good thing that could have ever existed in this lifetime.Â
Youâd rather bicker over the useless things with him a hundred times over than ever live a life without him.Â
âItâs fine,â he finally sighs dramatically, âIâll just wear the Jar-Jar Binks watch to our wedding one day.â
Our wedding one day.Â
Your heart just about explodes, and the only thing you can do to not choke up is smack him even harder.Â
Our wedding.Â
It has a nice ring to it.Â
âIâm going to fucking kill you,â you tell him instead.
Thereâll be plenty of other moments to talk about that. Now, when he still wears the ugliest watch youâve ever laid eyes on, is not the time.Â
âGotta catch me first,â he teases as he slowly backs away, a twinkle in his eyes that makes you question if he knows how youâd secretly felt about that joke. That makes you question if he and Steve Harrington had really only been shopping for Steveâs rings for the last year.Â
He doesnât even run to the counter, knowing that you wonât be chasing him. Youâre content to stay back and wait. Youâll always wait on him, really.
Even if it meant waiting for the day he wore that goddamn watch on your wedding day, because at the end of it all, youâd probably let him. Youâd even wear the Darth Maul watch to match if he insisted.Â
Youâd let him wear whatever he wants, and youâd wear whatever he insists upon, because at the end of the day, it wouldnât matter â itâd be enough to simply marry the dork that just tripped on his way up on the counter while giggling over a watch on his wrist, and know that heâs yours, forever.
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#holy fucking shit i just love eddie munson so much#i'm actually eddie in this. i want the watch.#ghost's stories#eddie munson#eddie munson x reader#eddie munson x you#eddie munson one shot#joking one shots like this with him always end with me turning to mush at the end truly#it just reminds me why i love him#and why i love fandom at times#sorry to make you all have to endure the jar jar binks watch- actually im not sorry i WANT THE WATCH#also forever sad because i couldn't get the original photo i wanted of eddie to match. i wanted the deranged :D photo#just know that's the face he's making this entire one shot
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Summary: You thought planning your wedding was going to be a magical memory. You didn't realize that it might make you second guess everything.
Pairing: Fiancée Yoongi x Insecure F. Reader
Genre: Romance, Angst, Smut, Hurt-Comfort
Warnings: Explicit Sex, Toxic Family, Arguments, Sex Toys, Self Doubt, Over Thinking, Unprotected Sex, Yoongi Overworking, Reader Needs To Speak Up,
SMUT !
The smell that hit you as soon as you and Lisa walked into the flower shop earlier had hit you like a ton of bricks. It was a mix of sweet floral, citrus, a powdery smell that you couldn't identify, and damp earth that permeated through the main room that caused you to scrunch your nose in distaste. You think that flowers are pretty to look at, of course, but you prefer to do that from far away. You hate the smell of them, and all the different scents coming at you all at once are almost nauseating. You never understood why people always smell them or always give them as a gift. What better way to show someone you love them than buying them something that will eventually die. It just seems sad.
âHow much do people usually spend on flowers?â You ask the florist who was walking around with you showing you the large varieties of blooms that she had in the store.
âWell, that's hard to say,â she says, looking at you with kind eyes. âIt all depends on how many you want and what exactly you want to use them for. I would say a standard wedding will roughly cost about 3,000 dollars . If you want to add a grounded arch or have flowers that line your aisle. Are you going to have them as centerpieces at the reception? How many bouquets? Boutonnieres? All that will raise the price.â
You swallow thickly at her answer. For a 3,000 plus dollar estimate, they better last until your first anniversary and not be dead within the first week of buying them. The very few times that you have had flowers or plants for that matter, you have always forgotten to water them. They just ended up a brown wilted mess in a vase by a window that you would eventually throw away once you stopped being lazy.
Your stomach twists and turns anxiously as you look at the different bundles of flowers displayed in buckets and vases throughout the room as you contemplate the price that she told you. Walking around, you look at the roses in various colors, white orchids, pink peonies, rare flowers, and flowers flown in from different countries that you have never heard of. Why do they need flowers from different countries? They probably did it so they could charge more, and you also know people are more than willing to pay that price. It seems like such a waste, especially all for one day. All of this for just one day.
The pretty florist is staring at you with a patient smile, and you gently reach out to touch a hyacinth. It makes you tilt your head as you stare at them. Yeah, you donât know how to pronounce that. You turn your attention back to her and give her an awkward smile. You can't tell her that you hate flowers and you definitely don't want to spend that much money on them. You don't want to offend anyone. She seems really nice.
âYeah, so, thanks for your time. It was quite educational,â Lisa says cheerfully with a fake smile on her face. She plucks a card from the counter before waving goodbye. âWe will be in touch. We have a lot to think about with all these beautiful options. Have a beautiful day!â
Linking your arm into hers, Lisa walks you out of the floral shop. You take a deep breath of the cold, crisp, fresh air that hits your face in hopes of calming the nerves inside of you. You canât justify spending this much money on flowers. Do they know how many bills you can pay with 3000 dollars? How can people just throw away money like this? You dared not to even tell your mom about this trip. She probably would have wanted the flowers from a different country. She would have wanted them to be in crystal vases sitting at every table at the reception. She would have wanted whatever the ground arch was.
âYou know,â Lisa says as she stops walking and stares at you over the hood of her car. âWhen I get married, I want roses. Hundreds of beautiful, deep red roses on every surface available, including my honeymoon suite, but that's just meâŠnot you. You don't have to have flowers at all if you don't want them. Yoongi doesn't seem like a flower guy anyway.â
âWhat about the bouquets that we have to hold?â you ask. âWouldn't it look weird if we weren't holding onto anything?â
âSweets, we can make them with fake flowers. People probably wouldn't even be able to tell the difference,â Lisa answers. âWith Pinterest and a hot glue gun, I can be unstoppable. I won't let you down.â
You start to laugh at her, finally feeling at ease, and she joins in. Thanks to Lisa, you think you can officially cross flowers off your list.
The noodles in the togo container from Yoongi's favorite restaurant are starting to burn your hands as you hurry down the hall to his studio. One of the things that has been worrying you is that Yoongi is not eating when he works like he does. He thinks it's okay to run on two hours of sleep a night, and a cup of coffee is enough fuel to get him through the day. As passive as you are trying to be at the moment, you can not let him do this to himself. You will not let him starve himself for the sake of his work.
Upon entering the familiar studio and kicking off your shoes, you see that he is asleep on his back with his arm thrown over his eyes on the couch as music faintly drifts from the abandoned headphones on his desk. You shut the door as slowly and quietly as you can without waking him up. The room is a bit darker than normal, so you move extra carefully so you don't knock into any equipment that was strewn around the floor. You place the noodles quietly on his small table in front of the couch and wave your burning fingers in the air, trying to soothe the slight burn. Looking around, you quickly find a piece of unused paper on his desk to leave a quick note for him. Your butt barely hits his chair when his voice makes you jump slightly.
âBaby?â his tired voice was deep and raspy.
âSorry, I tried to be quiet. I brought you some food. It's noodles from your favorite restaurant,â you tell him with a sigh, putting the paper back where you found it. You no longer needed to leave him a note after failing your mission.
Yoongi doesn't answer. Instead, he holds his arms open, an invitation to join him. You climb over his body and onto the couch beside him. He situates himself onto his side, trapping you between his body and the back of the leather couch. Your face is buried in his chest with his arms wrapped around you, holding you close. You can feel the steady rhythmic rise and fall of his chest against your face. You wonder if he fell back to sleep, but you don't want to move to find out. Closing your eyes, you contemplate drifting off with him as you let your body relax.
âThank you,â he says suddenly, kissing the top of your head. âAny wedding updates? More million dollar venues?â he jokes.
âNo. Lisa and I went to a florist on my lunch break. I discovered that I really don't like the way flowers smell, and they are just as expensive as the venues,â you tell him, and you can feel his chest shake with laughter. âIt's all just a lot of money to spend on one day.â
âMost people like the way they smell,â he informs you. âI told you not to stress out over the cost.â
âThey stink, and I canât help it,â you complain. âAre you okay if we skip the flowers?â
âThat's perfectly fine,â he says as his hand runs through your hair. He opens one eye and looks down at you. âAre you doing okay?â
âYeah,â you say quietly. âIâŠI don't want a lot of guests there either.â
âMe neither,â he admits. âI don't have to invite industry people. Your mom doesn't know what she is talking about.â
âSo, maybe a venue that holds likeâŠ50?â You ask him hopefully. âI came across a small winery online. It looked really pretty and they have availability for our date.â
âPerfect,â he whispers, looking at you.
âHow do you know it's perfect? You haven't even seen it,â you ask with a small smile.
âIf you like it, then it's perfect,â he tells you.
Yoongi reaches under your chin, tilting your face up to him. Leaning down, he presses his mouth firmly to yours. You internally sigh at the feeling of his lips against your own. You miss the kisses like these. Those lingering kisses that you never want to end. The ones that are filled with so much emotion that they make you weak in the knees. The ones that make you feel safe. The ones that make you remember how much you love him. How much you missâŠ.him.
Yoongi changes position on his couch. Laying you back, he lays himself on top of you. His body presses you further into the cushions as he balances himself on his forearm. His free hand wanders down your leg that is clad in black tights that you wore under your skirt.
âOf all days that you had to wear these,â he says, pinching the black material and pulling them away from your leg only for them to snap back in place. âCan I take them off?â
âYes,â you whisper, but your eyes glance to the door nervously. The embarrassment of last time still lingers in your mind. It would be just your luck. Jimin would walk in on you again or worseâŠ.Jungkook.
âNo one else knows the code,â he chuckles, placing his face into your neck and licking a wet stripe up to your ear, making your breath hitch before lightly biting at your lobe. âWe won't be interrupted.â
Sitting up on his knees between your legs, Yoongi's hands travel up under your skirt, grabbing the top of your tights. Lifting your hips, you help him out as he carefully pulls them over your ass and down your legs. He finishes by slipping them over your feet and tossing them on his table by the forgotten food container that you brought in for him. He turns his head back to look at you laid out before him and just drinks you in.
âYoongi?â you question quietly.
âI'm just looking at my beautiful fiancĂ©e,â he whispers. âMy future wife.â
He smiles at you and leans down, pressing his mouth against yours again. Your arms go around his shoulders, holding him close to you as his tongue slips into your mouth as it twists and twirls with your own. Pulling away from your mouth, Yoongi rests his head against your forehead. His eyes stare directly into yours.
âLet me just please you andâŠ.we will see what happens,â he says softly and looks away from you quickly. You think that he is embarrassed.
âWe don't have to do anything,â you say, trying to comfort him. âI know you're tired. Your sleep is more important than this.â
âNo, I miss this so much,â he says quietly and kisses you again desperately as his tongue delves in for another taste of your mouth. âI miss the way you feel,â he pulls away to plant a soft kiss on your cheek. âI miss the way you taste,â a kiss to your jaw. âGod, I miss the way you sound,â a kiss to your neck. âPlease, baby.â
You nod your head yes, and he finally slithers his way down, your body dropping to his knees on the floor with a light thump. Yoongi flips your skirt up and hooks his fingers into your underwear, pulling them down over your now bare legs, exposing you to his gaze. He stuffs the thin material into his back pocket and smirks at you. You don't even want to know what he will do with them if he doesn't give them back. The thought makes you blush a little bit.
âIt will have to be quick,â you inform him with a teasing voice as he kisses the inner side of your knee. âMy boss won't like me wasting company time.â
âI think he wonât careâŠ.at all,â he smirks at you and moves up to nip at your inner thigh. âIn fact, I think that he just might even encourage this. Mandatory once a week now.â
Diving between your legs, Yoongi doesn't waste any time. Using his hand to spread you open, his tongue starts licking at your opening hungrily. His hot breath fans over your exposed core, making you squirm around on his couch. Yoongi places your legs over his shoulders and then slowly moves his hands up your body. He reaches up and gently grabs at your covered chest. Palming at your breasts the best he could over your clothes. You arch your chest up into his touch as you grab the back of your knees, bringing them up and closer to your body. Opening yourself up more for him.
âOh, shit,â you whimper as his tongue finally pays attention to your bundle of nerves flicking it back and forth. âIt feels g..goâŠgood.â You stammer.
He moans around you as he sucks it into his mouth. You let go of your right knee to push his dark hair out of his eyes before pulling his head closer to your core despite the fact that he was already as close as he could get. You bite your bottom lip as he stares up at you. The look of undying love and adoration is still there in those lust blown brown orbs. Even though you want to question it at times, it's still there. Yoongi suddenly pulls away with a surprised and slightly dazed look on his face. You follow his line of sight as he looks down at himself. His sweatpants do nothing to hide the hardness that is there.
âFuck, yeah,â he says with a pump of his fist.
You would have laughed at him, but you are just as excited as he is. Yoongi doesn't even bother to undress, so you stay exactly how you are as well. Instead, he opts to just pull his pants down to his knees and hike up his white t-shirt before positioning himself back on the couch between your spread legs. Taking himself in his hand he slaps his cock against your pussy that's still coated in his saliva a couple of times before he dips the head of his cock into you shallowly before pulling back out.
âFuck, I have I neglected you that much?â he hisses at the tightness that he pulled away from. You don't bother answering because you both know the answer.
He licks his fingers before letting them gently enter you. Twisting and opening you up as he prepares you for his intrusion that you haven't had in so long. However, you needed him, and you didn't want to wait any longer. You reach for his hardness and gently pull him back to you. You push at his wrist and line him up as he removes his fingers. You stare up at him in anticipation, desperation in your eyes, chest moving up and down rapidly. He raises an eyebrow at you, and you nod your head at his silent question.
âIt's okay,â you whisper and run your hand up and down the front of his body.
âAre you sure?â He asks breathlessly.
You bite your lower lip and nod your head. Yoongi groans, taking himself back in his hand, and pushes back into you slowly. Even in his neediest moments, he is gentle with you. You hear him take a deep breath and exhale slowly when he bottoms out in you. His eyes are closed tight, and his body feels quite tense. You experimentally roll your hips against his, and he gasps out. You think you might enjoy seeing him like this. Like he will come undone any single moment.
âDon't move yet,â he whispers brokenly. âI need a moment. I can't ever wait this long again.â
âYoongi, it's okay,â you say again. Pulling him down, your lips meet his. Your tongue sneaks its way between his lips, making the kiss deeper, needier. You smile at him as you pull away. âFuck me.â you whisper.
With a sharp inhale, Yoongi finally starts moving his hips against your own. His thrusts were hard and fast, unforgiving, acting on the wants and needs of his body. You grab a hold of his biceps and hold on firmly, trying to anchor yourself to him. The thrusting of his hips makes you slide a little further up the leather couch with each contact his body makes with you, making him have to pull you back down to meet him repeatedly. It was almost too distracting for you. You tap his arms, and he is immediately off you with a look of worry etched in his features.
âAre you okay?â he asks worriedly, thinking he hurt you. Without a word, you turn over to your knees and look back at him over your shoulder. âFuck.â he whispers and gently pumps himself in his hand as he stares at you waiting for him. You teasingly sway your backside at him and he bites his lip, still watching you. âFuck,â he whispers again.
âYoongi,â you whimper.
âYeah, shit,â he said, finally snapping out of his trance.
Moving your fallen skirt back up, Yoongi whips his shirt off and over his head to get it out of the way. His hands return to you as he places one hand on your hip to hold you steady and inserts himself back into you with the other. Moaning at the angle, you push your hips back against him until your bottom meets his pelvis. You press your own face and chest further into the cushions, making your back arch more, bringing him deeper into your burning core. Yoongi gasps. He grabs the front of your hips and pulls your ass up to meet his every thrust as he begins to move within you again. The tip of his cock kissing your sweet spot with every push of his hips.
âYoongi,â you cry out in a broken sob as your body jostles around from his handling of you.
âThat's it,â he rasps as the sound his hips smack against your ass fills his studio. Tingles start to spread over your body as your muscles start to tense. You feel your body suddenly drop, and Yoongi moves to hover over you further. His breath hits your cheek as his face drops down to yours. âI love you. So, fucking much.â
Reaching behind you with both hands, you grab a hold of the back of his bare thighs. Your nails dig into his pale flesh as you desperately try to hold onto him. Yoongi's lips press against your cheek as his hand dips under your skirt. HIs fingers press on your clit, drawing quick circles along it.
âYOONGI!â You cry out and cover your mouth with your hand. You are scared to be too loud even though you know his studio is soundproof.
âLet me hear you,â he grunts against the side of your face.
Your walls start to contract around as you begin to brokenly sob out his name, causing his own hips to stutter in response. You hear him groan out a couple of âoh fucksâ in your ear as he stills as he emptied himself into you. His breathing is hard, warm breath puffing against your cheek as he tries to catch his breath. He turns his head and presses a gentle kiss to your cheek. Slowly, he pulls out of you after a moment and sits back laying his head against the back of the couch trying to calm down his fast beating heart. You close your legs tightly as you turn onto your back and try to catch his attention.
âUmm,â you say, your face starting to turn red. âIt's leaking.â
Yoongi looks at you, then between your legs, and starts to laugh at you. Standing up, he pulls up his pants and grabs some tissues by his desk. Cleaning you up, he hands you your underwear and tights before he puts his own shirt back on. You shyly get dressed in front of him as he sits back and watches you with a half lidded expression of pure satisfaction. Straightening your skirt and smoothing it down, he holds his hand out to you once again. You grab a hold of it, and he gently pulls you onto his lap.
âI miss you so much, baby. I'm trying my hardest to finish this damn album so I can help you,â he says, and you nod and rest your head against his shoulder. âI love you.â
âI love you too,â you whisper and hold onto him just a little tighter. You don't ever want to let go.
âWell if that wasn't the longest lunch break in history,â Seungkwan says, giving you a side-eye as soon as you open the door. He knew damn well what you were up to.â
"Very funny,â you say, walking into your office and sitting at your desk across the room.
âYour phone has been going off nonstop,â he tells you.
You groan and throw your head back in exasperation. Picking your phone up, you see that your mom has, in fact, been nonstop calling you and has sent one text. Calling her back, you hold your breath. You have to be prepared for what could end up being a fight.
âY/N, where have you been? I've been calling you all afternoon,â your mother's voice came from the other end of the phone. âI called the venue with the mountains and gardens. I told them we were interested and I needed a date to tell her.â
âIâŠ.Iâm going to be booking my own venue. It's at a small winery just out of town on August 1st, a black and white color theme, with no flowers,â you tell her in one breath. You did it. You told her, and there was no going back after this.
âWHAT?â She exclaimed so loudly that you had to pull the phone away from your ear.
âI have to work goodbye,â you say quickly before she can continue and turn your phone immediately off.
âNo, flowers?â Seungkwan questioned you with a bewildered look. âYou don't want flowers?â
âNo, they are way too expensive, and I feel bad for spending that much,â you explain.
âMy sister is a florist. Let me talk to her, and I will give her your number,â he said. âI'm sure that she will give you a discount.â
âYou don't have to,â you say, shaking your head slightly. âI really don't care if I have flowers or not.â
âI want to, even if it's just your bouquet. That's what friends are for,â he says, giving you a soft smile before turning back to his computer and continuing his work.
You rest your head back against your seat, and your eyes look at the picture of you and Yoongi sitting on your desk by your computer monitor. It was a selfie that you took from the balcony of that beautiful Paris hotel room. You could see the Eiffel Tower lit up in the background as he held you in his arms while you stretched your arm out to take the picture. Thereâs a small pit in your stomach as you look at it, and you can't figure out what it is as you look at your smiling faces. You just hope that it goes away soon.
ăChapter Threeă
A/N: Well, I've finally started chapter 7 of Vows. Updates will still come about every two weeks or so. Also, I wasn't sure about my tagged readers from SECRETS and if I was supposed to tag you in this new story. I guess I don't know the protocol.
Tagged Readers:
@svnbangtansworld, @futuristicenemychaos
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How anti-Elriels expected everyone to interpret the bonus chapter:
So, basically Azriel was on the prowl. He was desperate to get laid. He wanted anyone - and I mean anyone - to be underneath him for the night. Then Weirdo Elain came downstairs and said she had a solstice present for him (stalker much?). She gave him two fabric earplugs that were gag gifts she picked up from the Velaris Dollar Store. Azriel accepted the gift with a weird smile (bc he definitely didn't laugh or find any joy or amusement from this boring plain Jane).
Then, his shadows hissed and screeched in protest as he - out of obligation and politeness ONLY - presented a gift he had not picked out for her at all - but a gift he just found somewhere on the streets or in Velaris Claire's. Then he waxed poetry in his head about this very beautiful magnificent necklace ONLY (that he found on the street btw, definitely not a metaphor for Elain). Then Elain said "please sir I don't know how to do a simple task such as putting this necklace on can you help me." (In a completely sterile, non-breathy way ... What a loser right??)
They stared at each other with mad lust and Lust only. Elain was thinking about fucking her mate Lucien 3 floors above ... she didn't go fuck him despite the zero obstacles in their path bc... idk it doesn't matter.
Then Azriel stared at her with extreme lust and decided he must get relief ASAP. He did not think of her mind or her extraordinary power - no - horndog Azriel was just standing there thinking about seeking his own pleasure - oh wait, he thought about giving HER pleasure? No - that's probably unreliable narration. He didn't mean it.
Then Rhys orders him away from Elain. Thank god. He was about to commit an eternal sin for which he would perish in the depths of hell. Then he proceeds to tell Rhys how he wanted to JUST fuck Elain and he didn't make any wedding plans for them because he doesn't care about her beyond the superficial and she's an easy mark apparently and he is entitled and mad that his brothers got mates and the third archeron sister was put in a gift bag for Lucien. Whom he hates. Not because Lucien has Elain tho- he hates Lucien because of idk... something about his family and he's a courtier and idk... but definitely not related to Elain.
Then when those 3 sentences that you can skip about Elain & Azriel are over, Azriel THANKFULLY comes to his senses, realizes Rhys is so right for intervening. He wasn't mad or whatever. He goes to seek Gwyn out at the training ring or his mate senses tingle and send him there.
There Azriel flirts with Gwyn heavily and Gwyn does the Argentine Tango with his shadows. Azriel is awed by her ability to not cut a ribbon. He admires her strength and resilience and also how she sasses him and challenges him by... sassing him.
Then Azriel definitely does not think about Elain when he sees she gave the necklace back. That's cool, he was gonna ask for it back anyway so he could give this one of a kind priceless jewelry to Gwyn. Oh did I say it was from Claire's? No actually just the THOUGHT of his mate senses for Gwyn suddenly turns this ordinary trash necklace into a harry winston masterpiece his shadows and instincts and subconscious picked out for Gwyn (not Elain).
Then he leaves the necklace for Gwyn. He tips Clotho $10000 to ensure Gwyn gets it and leaves a note with just a single kiss imprint on it that says "Shadowsinger". Then that action makes his entire chest go through cardiac arrest and fireworks pop behind his eyes at the thought of his mate wearing this necklace he never gave to Elain.
Then the next day at training he's still stony faced - but not because he's mad at Rhys about the Elain thing (who's that? He already forgot about her)- but he's stony faced because ... well idk who cares don't worry about that.
Anyways that's what you missed on glee !
#elriel#acotar#elain x azriel#elain archeron#azriel#pro elain#elain#pro elriel#antielucien#antigwynriel
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necessities . ìíìŽí . shopping with enha
warnings ¿ not proofread genre ¿ fluff © wonbie
lee heeseung
on your daily trip to the convenience store heeseung tags along. he says he just wants to accompany you but you know thats not the case. instead he doesnt want you to pay for your snacks. he wants to be a good boyfriend and pay for everything you buy. you even tell him you're okay you got it but he doesnt care. HE WANTS TO PAY!!
park jongseong
mister gentleman. he took you to the mall so you could buy a dress for a wedding you were gonna attend. you try everything on and do a mini fashion show for him. with each dress a smile is visible on jay's face. he says you look perfect in everything. HES ALWAYS COMPLIMENTING YOU!! anyways after your done he picks out the most expensive dress and pays for it. even tho you said you'd pitch in he doesn't want you to.
sim jaeyun
jake was running out of food in his fridge, oh no! so you decided to take him shopping. he gets everything he needs and even adds some sweets to the cart. but then he sees your favorite cookies and he sees you staring at them so he adds them to the cart. you take them out and put them back but jake shakes his head. "i dont mind paying just a few more dollars for you" and you're a blushing mess.
park sunghoon
sunghoon always comes back from the store with a surprise. whether you ask for one or not he's gonna bring one home. thats also the reason he never lets you go to the store with him. but today its unavoidable. after coming back from his parents house the store is on the way home so you both make a stop. you seperate from him and look for a surprise for him since ofc he's always buying you stuff. but when you come back he has TWO surprises waiting for you. you can never out do him.
kim sunoo
sunoo always begs you to buy him snacks and you do because you're the best girlfriend ever. but today was different. instead of asking you to buy them he decided to buy you your favorite snacks instead. he threw in one of his favorites too but he loved seeing the happiness displayed on your face.
yang jungwon
jungwon takes you clothes shopping. but he gets to pick out your clothes. why? well, its started out with a dare that you couldn't complete and now here you are. you think he's gonna pick some kind of hideous shirt for you to wear but instead he actually takes his time picking your clothes. he makes sure your comfortable wearing what he picked out and then he pays for them while you look around some more.
nishimura riki
every place riki saw candy he'd put it in the cart. he'd say its for you but in reality he just wanted some candy. so now you're in line to pay with a cart full of different types of candy. your cart literally looks like a bucket full of halloween candy. of course riki forgets his wallet so you end up paying for everything and when you get home you just wnat to tear into one of the candy bags but riki says you cant bc its his candy. you chasing him around the house until eventually he gives in to your desires.
paris' note . this was so fun to make!! i love the concept!! this is scheduled!
permt tl @jakeyzzz @luvistqrzzz @minholing send an ask or comment if you want to be added!!
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are there any like
young Boston Brahmins anymore
I mostly know three categories of young people from Brahmin families:
descended from Not That Branch of a family with a Brahmin surname (it's me hi)
descended from Yes That Branch of a family but they moved out of Boston
descended from Yes That Branch of a family but they came from the brother who gambled away his cut of the fortune, so the brooch Isabella Stewart Gardner gave their great-great-grandmother as a wedding present was sold long ago and now they're normal
and I know two categories of Boston Brahmins, ie People from the Brahmin Families Who Still Live In the Boston Area and are Still Wealthy:
elderly and moved to a modern house on the Cape or something
elderly and still clinging to the ancestral townhome on Beacon Hill (YES GOOD FIGHT THE FLIPPERS. IT'S NOT GOING TO BECOME A MUSEUM OR AFFORDABLE HOUSING; THEY'RE JUST GOING TO WRECK THE INTERIOR AND SELL MILLION-DOLLAR CONDOS IN THERE)
they don't control the city anymore, which would be a good thing if not for the fact that now douchebag tech billionaire investors have stepped into fill the gap. but some of them still have money. I think the problem is that wealthy young people nowadays mostly aren't interested in the sort of noblesse oblige, Nothing Ever Changes Except They've Become Genteelly Progressive lifestyle that characterizes Boston Brahmindom
anyway this is why I would make such a good Amory, Lowell, or Warren and one of the families should have an eligible gay daughter who wants kids and will marry me. I would preserve the ancestral manse and redirect a portion of the fortune into investments in green energy. also I would advocate for demolishing Government Center to rebuild Scollay Square, with all store space and housing at the equivalent of the rents in the 1960s when it was gentrified.
additionally I would workshop a less 19th-century-Orientalist term than "Boston Brahmins" among all the other families. they're Genteelly Progressive, so this should go over well. my current proposal is The Sargent Squad
thank you for coming to my TED Talk
#boston#boston history#boston brahmins#why would any of them even be on Tumblr#are you there. do you ever think about the fact that you're here and your ancestors were off being secretly gay on the Grand Tour#at your age
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Sleepless nights
â°âą 9. Good shit
Warnings: just yuta being in denial again?? (no surprise tho)
note: THEREâS WRITING AFTER THE FIRST 10 IMAGES you donât wanna miss it :] also thank you for all the support?! i never thought there would be many people who would want to read this series. but iâm thankful for all of you <3










âAlright. So how about we all split up into pairs while we go around the mall?â Nobara took a sip of her drink as you all began leaving the food court.
âThat would probably be easier.â Yuta nodded.
âBut thereâs seven of us.â You added.
âYou guys will just have to be in a group of three.â Maki slung her arm over Nobaraâs shoulder, giving a sly grin to the black haired boy.
âI donât think-â Yuta tried to protest.
âPerfect! Inumaki, youâll come with us!â You interjected, taking a hold of the boyâs hand.
Maki watched with an amused look as Yuta glared at her. He knew exactly what she was trying to do, but itâs not like he could do anything about it.
âLetâs go then!â You began dragging the two boys away.
The three of you then began strolling through the mall, pointing at windows and looking inside the stores. You did most of the dragging, pulling Yuta and Inumaki into whatever store caught your eye.


âLook at this!â You smack Yutaâs arm to get his attention. The three of you were currently stationed at the front counter of an antique shop, looking at all the various trinkets that were displayed behind the glass barrier.
In this case, you were focused in on a simple silver ring. The obviously well-loved wedding band sat in a velvet box, practically begging for attention. You couldnât help but stare at it.
Small engravings ran through the material, creating intricate designs across the entire surface. A truly beautiful piece of jewelry. It almost drew you in, in some way. Like a magnet.
âIâm almost scared to ask how much that is.â Yuta chuckled.
âIt canât be as bad as you think.â You smile. âHow much is this ring?â You ask the old lady behind the counter, pointing at the silver ring.
âThat one? Itâs 50 dollars. But for a young one like yourself, Iâll let you have it for 40.â She smiled.
As much as you appreciated the kindness, you politely declined. Not because you felt bad, but because you simply couldnât afford it. It was times like this when you really wished you had a job.
âI can pay for it.â Yuta offered.
âNo way! Iâd actually feel bad if you payed for this. 40 bucks is a lot even for you!â You immediately shut him down.
Itâs true, 40 dollars is a lot for broke high school students, even if they have jobs. You couldnât allow Yuta to spend that kind of money on you.
âYou sure? Youâve been eyeing that ring for a solid 15 minutes while we looked around the store.â
âPositive.â You gave the ring one more glance before forcing yourself to leave the store. âLetâs go. Any more staring and Iâll regret not having enough money.â
âAlright, I just want to look at some of those old journals before we go, just wait outside for me.â Yuta shooed you away.
You roll your eyes with a smile, turning your attention to Inumaki as the two of you walked out. âI bet heâs gonna take a long time.â
The two of you found a bench to wait for Yuta, sitting down side by side, the two of you sat in silence. It wasnât long before Inumaki pulled out his phone, swiping to a game and started playing.
âWhat are you playing?â You lean over and watch the boy tap away on his screen. He angled his phone to you, displaying a familiar game layout. âOh! You play Genshin?â
The boy gives you a simple not. It was obvious he wasnât much of a talker, but that didnât bother you.
âThatâs cool. I donât really play but I really like watching this one streamer play.â You started going on about the game. âIf Iâm annoying you, just tell me, okay?â
âYouâre not bothering me. Keep going.â He mumbled.
It was the first time you ever heard him actually speak to you. His voice was low, lower than Yutaâs at least. A little husky from the lack of use. But soft at the same time.
You couldnât help but smile. It was like the next step in your already growing friendship. You continued to watch the boy play, leaning on his shoulder as time went on.



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fun facts:
â even though sheâs all for the chaos, maki does genuinely want yuta to be happy and confess his feelings
â inumaki has his phone always on do not disturb because of the amount of notifications he gets
â the original monster energy drink is yutaâs favourite because he rarely drinks them (you try to get him to try different flavours but he just doesnât like them)
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Bold means I for some reason canât tag you! I donât know why :[
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exes and ohs đ c.yj
character profiles
hybe survivor support




yeonjun the protagonist. he is the first born child and the fuck up of his family. he is a music producer, against his familyâs wishes of him being involved in their family business, fashion conglomerate maison choi. @/yawnzzn @/jjjjjjunie chaewon and beomgyu yeonjun's childhood best friend and college best friend. @/chae81 + @/bamgyuuu
shiz university dropouts




yn the literal girl next door. she is yeonjunâs neighbor and friend. she owns a failing up and coming record store. she has an addiction to buying rare vinyls (probably why her store isnât doing as good as she hoped.) @/777yn @/nothin2see manon and daniela yn's best friends @/manzbanz + @/danielaa
and others


soobin the brother. he is heir to the maison choi throne and the golden boy of the family â even after he stole his brotherâs girlfriend. @/c_soobin yeji the ex. sheâs perfect, well bred, and utterly and insanely beautiful. and sheâs marrying his little brother. @/hwangyeji
masterlist next ÊâĄâÉ his ex is getting married to his brother. heâs totally okay with it. heâs very happy for them. of course, heâs going to the wedding. and he definitely did not pay his next door neighbor two hundred dollars to be his plus one at their destination wedding.
taglist: @beomgyusluver
#from daphne à»ê±#txt x reader#tomorrow x together#txt#txt fluff#choi yeonjun#txt smau#yeonjun#yeonjun x reader#yeonjun smau#txt angst#yeonjun fluff#yeonjun smut#txt smut#kpop x reader#soobin txt#choi yeonjun x reader#yeji itzy#chaewon le sserafim#manon katseye#daniela katseye
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i think chicago is HOT during summers and miss dorothea was a summer baby, so i can just imagine you in sundresses the last few months of pregnancy and carmy jusy adores is
carmen would be absolutely looovviiing you in a sundress regardless but that far along??? heâs like frothing at the mouth. youâre waddling around, too pregnant to move and itâs the best thing to wear bc youâre hot and itâs easy to get on and off. carmen is just so here for it. especially when youâll hold your belly and mold the dress around it. it gets him WILD. too bad itâs a million degrees outside.
carmen will come over, hands sliding around your waist and you just go rigid. âabsolutely not, berzatto. get your hands off me.â
âyou look pretty, baby.â carmen muttered, pressing a kiss to your cheek. âjust like you in that dress.â
âyeah, i can feel it.â you roll your eyes, looking down at his crotch. âseriously?â
âwhat? can you blame me.â carmen shrugged, adjusting himself through his jeans. âyou look good, câmon.â
you rolled your eyes, too hot and irritated to care. your ankles were swollen, you were wearing cheap flip flops from the dollar store because your feet were so swollen they couldnât fit into anything else. your wedding ring on a carmenâs chain around your neck (youâd sobbed when they didnât fit, too swollen from the pregnancy and heat, so carmen put them on his chain and gave it to you). you felt like a furnace, sweaty and hot and bloated- and carmen still wanted to fuck. he wanted to even more now, if that was possible, and you werenât sure why. you supposed you should be grateful, some men didnât like their partners at all when they were pregnant, but carmen had the opposite effect entirely.
#thebearer#bearblahs#carmen berzatto x pregnant!reader#carmen berzatto#carmen berzatto x reader#carmy berzatto#carmy berzatto x reader#the bear#carmen berzatto fluff#carmen berzatto smut#dad!carmen berzatto#dad!carmen berzatto x mom!reader#dorothea âteddyâ berzatto
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