#groomslady

[somniphobicfox]

Some TSOA headcanons because I can't sleep!

(it's 1:15 AM -_-)

Achilles, Patroclus, Automedon, Briseis, Odysseus and Diomedes are all one big friend group (Yes, no one dies).

During the wedding, Briseis was Patroclus's groomslady and Automedon was Achilles's best man.

Sometimes they would visit Odysseus in Ithaca, and Penelope would tell them stories by the fireplace while Odysseus beamed at his wife with love in his eyes.

Thetis visits Achilles like usual, and sometimes asks for Patroclus, and tries hard to hide the fact that she'd begun to care for her son's husband too.

Briseis offered to be the surrogate for Achilles and Patroclus, but they denied, because they want to adopt children.

Diomedes hosts drinking parties in his palace and invites them all — Achilles gets hella drunk and Patroclus has to hold him up; Briseis is a crazy dancer while drunk, Automedon refuses to drink and Odysseus drinks a modest amount, having light banter with Diomedes.

Achilles trained their child to aim by teaching the child to throw spears at a picture of Agammemnon (extra points if the child gets his throat).

Odysseus has Penelope's name tattooed over his heart — he would boast about it to anyone who listens.

Patroclus suffers from depression.

Penelope is a mother figure for Achilles, Patroclus, Automedon and Briseis.

Automedon has PTSD from when he saw Hector stab Patroclus (he survived, obviously).

Automedon is asexual.

Patroclus sometimes calls Achilles Pyrrha, just to see the embarassment on his face.

Achilles would take any opportunity to flex his muscles to Patroclus — he just loves seeing his husband blush.

Patroclus continues referring to himself as Chironides. He doesn't tell Chiron, but little does he know that Chiron knows it too, and secretly loves it.

Chiron sends spears to Achilles every year on his birthday.

Patroclus continued working in the field of surgery, teaching basic care to his child as well. Achilles refuses to learn though. "It's boring", "Why do I have to learn it when you are here."

And that's it! Feel free to add more headcanons :)

[sloppypears-ash-sg]

SMG34 Wedding Meme

base by donamorteboo (DA)!

Decided to do one of these again, but with the 2 grooms base (already did a 2 brides base)

Characters (Who's Where?)

Groom #1: SMG3

Groom #2: SMG4

Priest: SupaMegaGangsta1

Groomsmen: X, FM, SMG1, and Shroomy

Groomsladies: Minion (og render by RicoGamerBoi), SMG2 (female SMG2 HC), and Tari

Man of Honor: Luigi

Best Man: Mario

Flower Boys: Fishy Boopkins, Jub-Jub, and Rob (latter two have fanmade redesign renders)

Ring Bearer: Kaizo

Chef: Marty (Fanmade redesign)

Photographer: Karen

Organ Player: Meggy

Singer: Saiko

The DJ: Bob Bobowski

I will post the lesbian version of this "meme" here!

(NOTE: It isn't SMG4 related.)

[totalthug-blog]

#butterflyshoes #ladiesstilletoshoes #Groomslady at. Totalthug.com https://www.instagram.com/p/Bsadx_vBsB2/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=3w8yby8aeh32

[loveintechnicolor]

We are so close to my brother's wedding, and I am just so excited to finally ditch dresses for a button up, slacks, and a tie.

[jakkoftreyde]

Watch "The Gorgeous Groomslady with Swags and killer moves" on YouTube

[vintage-squid]

The Fruits of Love

Summary: "When we first met, you thought I was a pompous airhead and I thought you were nothing short of insufferable. If anyone had told me then I would one day spend my mornings waking up in your arms and kissing your illegally handsome face, I’d have told them to take a long walk off a short pier." Logan can't believe the wedding is finally happening, but even his nerves can't stop him from marrying the prince of his dreams.

Pairings: Logan/Roman, brotherly Virgil/Logan, background Virgil/Deceit/Patton

Rating: G Warnings: a whole heckin lotta fluff  On AO3

I realized I never posted this to tumblr lol, so here yall go 

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Logan exhaled deep and slow as he took one final look at himself in the full-length mirror. He smoothed his hands over the skirt of his dress, trying to focus on the sensation of smooth silk and textured ruffle rather than the clammy chill that had settled into his palms. The layers over his hips accented his low curves, holding him in an embrace as comforting as his fiance did each night. There was not a crinkle to be found in the fabric, nor a hair out of place from his wavy curls, and yet he felt as disheveled as the dressing room around him, which had been cleared of his half of their wedding party only moments before as they scrambled to get the finishing touches of their outfits in order before the ceremony.

Now, the groom-to-be was alone with his thoughts and a raising heart rate. He could do this, there was no reason for the flush of nervousness that sent a cool tingly sensation to the tips of his manicured fingers and toes (styled like miniature galaxies, of course, his brother was an exceptional artist, even with nail polish). There were less people out there than in any of his lectures, and all of the audience would be close friends and family, and yet...and yet…

He startled when someone softly knocked on the door, looking over his shoulder to see his brother, and best man, peeking in.

“You almost ready?” Virgil asked, stepping inside and closing the door behind him. With what was likely a pitiful expression, Logan turned and reached for his older brother. Virgil didn’t hesitate to step closer, gathering him close. He cupped Logan’s face, smoothing his thumbs over his brother’s cheeks and drawing him close to touch their foreheads together. “Hey, it’s gonna be okay, LB. The love of your life is waiting for you out there, annoying as ever, but looking damn good too. Just don’t tell him I said that, or I’ll never hear the end of it.”

Logan huffed a small laugh, both at Virgil’s never-ending rivalry with his fiance, and the childhood nickname he would never shake - not that he wanted to. LB. Logan Baras. Little Brother. Logan Berries. Lotsa Binch. Really, it was getting ridiculous at this point, but it was an in-joke that had been evolving since they were in grade school. It was also part of the reason why Logan had asked to keep his last name, or hyphenate the two, after the wedding; he couldn’t bear to part with such an ingrained part of himself. Thankfully, Baras-Sanders rolled off the tongue quite nicely, in his opinion.

He raised his hands, mirroring his elder brother’s position to cradle Virgil’s face in turn. “I swear that will remain between you and I, else I will never hear the end of his gloating over your compliment either.” The pair chuckled before Logan trailed off with a sigh. “I .. I am…” A second shaky exhale. “I’m anxious, VB.” Virgil Baras. Very (Big) Brother. Vigilant Bro-tector. Vain Bastard. An eye for an eye, as they say. “I know our friends and family support our relationship, but many of them are unaware that I will be wearing a dress and make-up! Not to mention how unorthodox our choice of venue is - I can’t believe I let him talk me into hosting our wedding at his theater, and -”

“Hey!” Virgil’s low voice cut him off with a small shake of his head. “Hey... it’s my job to be the worry-wart here, remember? Deep breaths, okay? And stop chewing on your lip! Do you know how long it took me to get that ombre just right?”

Logan rolled his eyes, but obliged; he really didn’t want to sit through another session of his brother’s perfectionist fussing.

“Now, you look fucking amazing. Like damn gurl, slay it.” Virgil’s deadpanned drawl in a mockery of their mutual friend, Remy, had Logan snorting a giggle. “But seriously, LB, I can promise you that everyone out there is going to be stunned at how gorgeous this dress is, and how radiant you are… and no one more than that idiot you fell in love with. You’re gonna walk out there, and Za is gonna be with you to walk you down the aisle, and mom will be crying, and I’m gonna waiting on stage too, but you’re only gonna have eyes for the man you are marrying today.”

With a shaky smile and watery eyes, Logan lunged forward to wrap is older brother in a tight hug, burying his face into the crook of the other’s shoulder. “The proper pronunciation is ‘going to’, and I love you so goddamn much, VB.” Pulling back, he cycled a deep breath, and squeezed Virgil’s upper arms gently. “Thank you. Now, I believe we have a wedding to attend.”

Walking out of the dressing room arm-in-arm, the brothers snuck around the side doors so they could enter the theatre from the foyer with the rest of the wedding party. The assorted group of groomsmen, groomsladies, and friends of honour turned as they approached, the other best man breaking away to sweep Logan into a hug.

“Oh Lolo! You look stunning!” Patton pulled back, stars in his eyes as he looked over the whorls of colour covering the ballgown-style dress. “Wow…. This dress is absolutely perfect on you! And it matches your pretty make-up! Oh!! This is so wonderful!!” He fanned his face, trying to hold back the tears that were already threatening to fall. “I can’t believe you two are finally getting married!”

A blush graced Logan’s cheeks with a soft smile. “I cannot either; it feels like a dream come true.”

“Speaking of the wedding - we really need to get that started here, people!” A voice cut in, drawing the group’s attention to the ring-and-flower bearer of the ceremony. Denali approached the trio, slipping their hands into both Virgil and Patton’s. Their outfit was a delightful mix of both their genders: the tighter bodice giving way to a flared coattail-skirt with striped pants matched well with their colourful make-up - done on only one half of their face. The ensemble was completed with a wide-brimmed hat topped with an extravagantly flowing feather. “I love that you’re all being cutesy over here, I really do, but I don’t want to have to listen to Roman whine later that we left him standing at the altar. So-” They raised their voice, addressing the wedding party as a whole. “I need everyone to buddy up and line up! We have some gay nerds who need to get married!”

With a wave to cue the sound operator, the music began. A chuckle rippled through the crowd as they recognized the entrance music as a slowed version of the Lord of the Rings’ iconic theme. Virgil and Patton grinned at one another and planted a kiss on both of Denali’s cheeks simultaneously before linking arms and striding into the theater. Two by two, the rest of the wedding party followed, walking down the center aisle through the audience, and parting at the stage to walk up the stairs on each side. Their lines met once more to either side of Roman and the officiant, an array of suits and dresses in colours accenting the grooms’. Denali completed the proceeding on his own, tossing flower petals with a flourish so grand one would almost believe this was their wedding.

Then, the room faded into silence, and, as the opening notes of the original 1963 Doctor Who opening theme (stylized for a wedding procession, of course) played out, Logan rounded the corner. Arm linked with his Za, and a bouquet accented with peacock feathers held in his other hand, the groom looked ethereal in the spotlight. The blues and greys of his dress and make-up sparkled as he made his way past the most important people in his and Roman’s life, and if he had been able to look away from Roman’s eyes for a moment, he would have seen only love and awe radiating back from them.

Logan hugged his Za tightly as they stopped in front of the stage, smiling with tears in his eyes as his beloved parent tipped his head down to kiss his forehead. When Roman stepped down the stairs at center stage, his burgundy suit and silver filigree circlet lending him the regal air of royalty he had always hoped to achieve, his soon-to-be Za-in-law pulled him into a hug too. Ze guided the grooms’ hands together, squeezing them gently with a smile, and stepped back to sit with zir wife to watch as they officially welcomed another son into their lives.

Ever the gentleman, Roman helped his beloved up the steps, ensuring the skirt of his dress didn’t get caught under the practical blue flats Logan had chosen to wear. Thankfully, there was no train to wrangle, as it was an excess of fabric that Logan had no desire to waste or trip over. As they took their places, Virgil stepped forward to take the bouquet, letting the grooms hold both hands with matching smiles.

Clearing his throat, the officiant - and theater owner, and close friend of Roman’s - Thomas, began the ceremony.

“Mawage.” A smirk was tugging at his lips as both grooms’ jaws dropped. “Mawage is wot bwings us togeder today. Mawage, that bwessed awangement, that dweam wifin a dweam…” Slowly, Logan began to grin, Roman already biting his lip to muffle his giggles. “And wuv, tru wuv, will fowow you foweva..” Of course Thomas had chosen to quote the movie they had watched together on their first date. “So tweasure your wuv.”

The entire wedding party was giggling now, as well as a fair number in the audience. Thomas, looking far too pleased with himself, continued in his normal, exuberant tone. “I truly believe the pair standing before us today not only each embody the beautiful magic that blossoms in the heart when one has found true love, but they choose each and every day to work together to care for those precious gardens. They shared carefully tended clippings made from their vulnerabilities and strengths, their fears and their trust, and lovingly incorporated these parts of their partner into their hearts. At times, yes, there were weeds which needed to be pulled. Some just needed to be identified to deal with, while others required both of them pulling with all their might to remove. Those deep roots could have left holes in their gardens, but instead, our handsome grooms chose to fill in the spaces so new seedlings could begin to grow. The literal fruits of their labour have culminated here today, as they promise themselves to one another for the rest of their lives.”

Smiling widely, Thomas retrieved a ring box from the pocket of his suit and held it out. “Roman, I can tell you are absolutely bursting with the need to profess your love right now. We’ll let you say your vows first then.” A laugh rippled through the crowd, Logan snickering too as his betrothed shrugged with a sheepish smile but did not deny the claim.

With his fingers cupped under Logan’s, cradling and supporting them, Roman held up their joined hands and kissed his knuckles. “Hey nerd,” he began, drawing another laugh from their friends and family, and a smiling eye-roll from his beloved. “I can’t believe I’m lucky enough to be the one standing up here with you today. When we first met, you thought I was a pompous airhead and I thought you were nothing short of insufferable. If anyone had told me then I would one day spend my mornings waking up in your arms and kissing your illegally handsome face, I’d have told them to take a long walk off a short pier. But, by Julie Andrews, here we are, and I couldn’t imagine my life without you by my side. You are my greatest joy, my strongest support, and my deepest love. I swear, with every fibre of my being, I will spend everyday striving to be the same for you. I swear to care for you through the good and the bad, to celebrate your victories like they were my own, and to provide for you safety from the noise of the world when all you need is someone on your side. I love you, Logan, this I swear to you.”

Delicately plucking a ring from its satin cushion in the box, Roman cradled Logan’s hand and slipped the band over his left finger. The silver band was inset with three small red stones set on a diagonal, mimicking Orion’s belt - the only constellation Roman could confidently identify for years, frequently and loudly, much to their joined amusement. Woven through the gemstones was a simple silver filigree, and all of which perfectly complemented the engagement ring already at home on Logan’s finger.

If at all possible, Thomas was smiling wider, eyes damp. “Logan? It’s your turn.”

With a sniffle, Logan looked from the wedding band up into the eyes of his love, determined to make it through the ceremony without ruining his make-up. Tenderly, he shifted Roman’s hands so both cradled Logan’s left, around his rings, around their promise. Right hand freed, Logan reached up to cradle Roman’s cheek and smooth his thumb over those sharp cheekbones, accented today with a glittering highlight.

“Roman,” he began, voice a little strained with emotion. “Gods above, Ro, only you and that ridiculously handsome smile of yours could make me forget every carefully planned out word I wanted to say.” The couple shared a chuckle, Roman’s hands tightening briefly around his. “You are every bit the royalty you claim to be. Even now, I cannot recall which one of us began to pursue the other, but I will surely never forget how patient you have been with me through every step of our relationship. Not once have you ever asked more from me than I was willing to share, and nor did you get angry or leave when I requested we slow down because I was scared of how quickly I found myself falling for you. I used to relish in my solitude, in the silence of my own company, but somehow you managed to worm your stubborn way over my walls. You have become a vital part of my life, and I find it unnervingly quiet when you are not around. I cannot even enjoy star-gazing alone anymore! Roman, I need you to know, I would never have it any other way. I swear to care for you through the good and the bad, to celebrate your victories like they were my own, and to provide for you safety from the noise of the world when all you need is someone on your side. I love you, Roman, you truly are the prince of my dreams.”

There was not a dry eye in the theater as Logan retrieved the matching ring to his own from the box and slid it delicately onto Roman’s finger. The equally silver band sat alongside Roman’s engagement ring like it were expressly created to be there. The filigree crept around another trio of gemstones in the same position as Logan’s, though these were coloured a deep blue.

Clutching a hand to his heart, Thomas wiped the tears from his eye. “Roman James Sanders, do you take Logan to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

Unable to look away from his love, Roman nodded with a wide smile. “I do.”

“Logan Wilson Baras, do you take Roman to be your lawfully wedded husband?”

Logan nodded and squeezed their rejoined hands. “I do.”

“Then by the powers vested in me by the province of British Columbia, I now pronounce you husband and husband! You may kiss the groom!”

Logan had only a moment’s notice at Roman’s shit-eating grin, before he was swung around into a dip, his husband’s - husband!! - knee supporting his back and arms around his shoulder and neck. “You are positively ridiculous,” he muttered, before tugging Roman by the tie to share their first kiss as a wedded couple. Cheers and applause erupted around them, including a wolf-whistle that could have just as easily been from any member of their wedding party.

Straightening, the couple leaned together, Roman’s arm around Logan’s back, hand resting comfortingly on his opposite hip. They grinned, their friends and family standing as Thomas’ voice rang out once more. “Guys, gals, and nonbinary pals, for the first time ever, I present to you Mr. and Mr. Baras-Sanders!”

As a second cheer arose, Virgil stepped over to hand Logan his bouquet again, pulling his brother into a tight hug. “Congrats LB,” he whispered, before standing back and applauding the newly weds.

‘Love you’, Logan mouthed in return, smiling at his brother before turning back to Roman to join their hands and take their first steps into the next adventure of their lives together.

[alumort]

Yeah you're right the whole 40q is pretty long to write, so how about #2 and #7-8 (they're pretty similar so I let you choose)

Okay owowo

2 Is there a trope you’ve yet to try your hand at, but really want to?

Mmm... I can't really think of one. I'm working on a fic where a character is adopted? And that was the only trope I was looking to do, which I'm working at right now??(10 words a day but still) so no idea right now

7 Share a snippet from one of your favorite pieces of prose you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

'Nothing could be done, yet she cried and cried, whispering to him as if they were talking, as if he wasn't dying. It made things less painful, allowing herself to act like he was alright and awake and didn't got a brain aneurysm because of a stupid robot-'

This is from an old piece, but. All of it is so heavy as it's basically vent fic- Haven't been able to reread it until recently ^^"

I think it's the best thing I wrote so far, even if it's from November. Full of raw unfiltered sadness, very cool.

8 Share a snippet from one of your favorite dialogue scenes you’ve written and explain why you’re proud of it.

'"Nobody's saying that you have to get married as soon as you turn twenty one-"

"The council is."

"Oh, yeah, these guys are annoying", Hanabi muttered, looking at the ground for an instant. Then she looked at him again. "Well, I am not saying you have to get married. I'm just suggesting it, because being a groomslady sounds fun. Take your time."'

This is a chat between Hanabi and Neji and honestly it was SO fun to write XD It's one of my favorites.

[jelel7-blog]

Memories are photographs taken by the heart.. happy to be a witness @mr_juben_ . #groomssquad . . #chuben2018 #wedding #couple #groomsmen #tuxedo #class #weddingsaustralia #groomslady #bridalparty #weddingbells #groominspiration #groomsfashion #tailormade #weddingexpo #bellanaijaweddings #lindaikeji https://www.instagram.com/p/BpMGDMblYlj/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1o67f7xsh0hlf

[drjot]

When your Grooms Lady holds your precious Son down the aisle. #jotphotography #photographybyjot #londonwedding #londonweddings #wedding #internationalwedding #lady #groomslady #pageboy #daddy #church #weddingceremony #joy #happiness #love #joy #smiles #newborn #jotmoments # (at Chelmsford, Essex)

[lovelayladesigns]

Will you? To buy this card, search C21 via our website www.lovelayladesigns.co.uk #groomslady #groom #wedding #weddingcards #lovelayla #greetingscard #card #funny #funnycard

[thelazylovely-blog]

My best friends got married this weekend!!! #queenmary #wedding #pinupgirlclothing #imsotired #groomslady #groomsmaiden #yaaymarriage #mawageiswhatbringsustogethertoday (at The Queen Mary)

[anonymous-mary]

*standing up. one bridesman one groomslady. are these even real terms?

Seriously. Yes. You don't get out much do you? It has become much more common but even back thirty years ago it wasn't unheard of.

Jenna had Adam and Val had Nicole just a couple months ago.

[loveintechnicolor]

In an unexpected turn of events, my local bridal shop is more excited for me to be a groomslady and wear a button up and slacks in my brother's wedding than I am.

[childrenofslumber]

💍 { trick n artemis aka our married bbs }

*this is descendants verse based & ignoring the notion of a “royal” wedding*

where they get married: highkey i picture it on a rooftop (kinda like the icky wedding of ou.at) just bc defining moments of their relationship have taken place high above the rest of the world.

when they get married ( ie what time of day, what month and season etc. ) it was the late afternoon and these fools probably have a june wedding wow.

what traditions they include ( do they get married under a chuppah and crush a glass, garter toss, ‘something borrowed, something blue,’ etc. ) they follow the something old, something new, etc tradition bc artie just really likes it. trick is big on luck so they try to pay attention to the shit that causes bad luck but good luck trying to keep them apart before the wedding - at least she won’t be in her dress.

what their wedding cake looks like: i have literally no regrets about this being their cake.

….who smashes cake into whose face: trick def smashes a cake in her face first and she retaliates. then they kiss and ollie gags real loud.

who proposed to who first: he proposed. there was careful scheming & ollie and jaime helped with the theatrics.

who walks down the aisle and who waits at the altar ( or neither ): artie’s walking down the aisle & he’s waiting at the alter.

what their wedding dresses / suits / other look like: suit & dress.

what their wedding colour scheme is and what sort of decor they have: black & white. mainly because their normal color schemes (his being green & hers being red) look like christmas and looks tacky as a wedding color scheme. that being said, picture this kinda thing but black & white bc it’s extra af, could work on a rooftop and something ollie/jaime would arrange for them. and it fits them.

what flowers are in the bouquet ( if applicable. bonus: what do the flowers mean? ): pink peonies. they’re artie’s favorite flowers.

what their vows are ( eg poetry, traditional, improvised etc. ): a mix of traditional and improvised. they say their own things but still have the standard “till death do you part” bit which trick goes “awe its cute you think death can get you out of this.”

if anyone’s late to the wedding: her mom probably.

who’s in the bridal parties / groomsmen / other: artie’s bridal party is apollo as her man of honor, jaime, apple, caroline & audrey // the groomsmen are clay, sam, connor & adonis + nova as a groomslady.

what their bridal party / groomsmen / other are wearing: suit(s) / dresses

who gives speeches at the reception ( bonus: what do they say? recount a sweet memory or two between them? tell an embarrassing story? ) their friends  give speeches and it’s a mix of sweet, roasting, her dad’s speech is sweet and then ollie’s speech makes everyone cry. (it’s even sadder when you remember that artie and trick are BOTH his best friends but it’s mainly him talking about artie not being his best friend anymore. “this is to trick, artie’s husband and new best friend... take care of her okay?”)

who catches the bouquet( s ) jaime. she fought for it.

what their wedding photos are like ( are they sweet, with the couple holding hands or kissing or ~gazing into each others eyes~? are they silly, with a snapshot of the ‘cake-smash’ moment? or are they artistic, with one of them facing the sunset or holding their bouquets? ) it’s artistically candid. there’s a ton of sweet, silly and artistic shots. this and this are prob their faves.

what sort of food they have at the reception: probably everything.

who cries first during the ceremony: trick. then artie. then her dad. then ollie.

how wild their reception gets ( who dances the best, who gets drunk first, etc. ) it’s a delacour bash. it gets hella wild. the first drunk is probably jaime.

what their rings are like: her ring + imagine it with a wedding band / his ring.

what sort of favours they have ( heart shaped sparklers, mini champagne bottles, personalised candy etc. ) these these these these

where they go for their honeymoon: let them roadtrip and relax and get raunchy.

something memorable that happens during the party / ceremony ( do they run out of ice and someone goes to get it in full formal wear on foot, does anyone fall asleep in the middle of the party, etc. ) a lanky boi got up the nerve to finally ask out the redhead bombshell he’s been crushing on since high school. everyone was shook and relieved.

who officiates the ceremony: shockingly, not her brother apollo. it’s ben bc kings can do that. cool right?

what song their first dance is to: this. you also can’t convince me that ollie & apple didn’t sing it for them which was part of their gift. the bride & groom teared up at the thoughtfulness of it. help.

who gives who away as they walk down the aisle: her dad gives her away.

 ☾✧.° ( @thieveskingdom | WEDDING HEADCANONS ) °.✧☼        

[sixbillicnsoulsarchive]

💍 { michael & marie im not sorry @ all }

    ◆ ◆ ( send me ships; it’s wedding time y’all )

where they get married: greece of course.

when they get married ( ie what time of day, what month and season etc. ) they get married in the afternoon and in the summer. they def have a june wedding.

what traditions they include ( do they get married under a chuppah and crush a glass, garter toss, ‘something borrowed, something blue,’ etc. ) the cheesy something borrowed, something blue. the garter toss. their siblings make them keep the tradition of not seeing each other before the wedding. 

what their wedding cake looks like: here ya go.

….who smashes cake into whose face: they both do.

who proposed to who first: he proposed to her. it was in the rain. and she didn’t let him finish the question before she said yes.

who walks down the aisle and who waits at the altar ( or neither ): traditionally, she walks down the aisle and he’s waiting for her at the alter.

what their wedding dresses / suits / other look like: her dress / his suit.

what their wedding colour scheme is and what sort of decor they have: the scheme is like pink/brown/green/white. also this this this

what flowers are in the bouquet ( if applicable. bonus: what do the flowers mean? ): pink & white roses like this. marie just loves pink & white roses.

what their vows are ( eg poetry, traditional, improvised etc. ): they say their own vows and the officiant says the traditional ones shortened at the end for the “i do’s”

if anyone’s late to the wedding: ollie was late.

who’s in the bridal parties / groomsmen / other: hans, shaun & may were the groomsmen & groomslady. her bridesmaids were her brothers.

what their bridal party / groomsmen / other are wearing: hers / his / may

who gives speeches at the reception ( bonus: what do they say? recount a sweet memory or two between them? tell an embarrassing story? ) all the family gives speeches.

who catches the bouquet( s ): hans.

what their wedding photos are like ( are they sweet, with the couple holding hands or kissing or ~gazing into each others eyes~? are they silly, with a snapshot of the ‘cake-smash’ moment? or are they artistic, with one of them facing the sunset or holding their bouquets? ) all of the above.

what sort of food they have at the reception: they have a buffet of southern food, french food and greek food.

who cries first during the ceremony: the bride & groom are both crying thanks.

how wild their reception gets ( who dances the best, who gets drunk first, etc. ) it gets pretty wild. you put the cranes and bonfamilles together and yikes.

what their rings are like: hers / his

what sort of favours they have ( heart shaped sparklers, mini champagne bottles, personalised candy etc. ) boom.

where they go for their honeymoon: she takes him to paris thanks.

something memorable that happens during the party / ceremony ( do they run out of ice and someone goes to get it in full formal wear on foot, does anyone fall asleep in the middle of the party, etc. ): it started raining towards the end of the reception. that didn’t stop the couple from dancing in the rain.

who officiates the ceremony: victor crane thank you.

what song their first dance is to: catch me crying in the club over this.

who gives who away as they walk down the aisle: duchess gives marie away.

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