Friend Marriage Explained
so for those who don’t know, Friend Marriage is something I came up with alongside @derangedanomaly! They were getting asks for marriage and didn’t know how to respond, So! I though; Friend Marriage
it’s like a extravagant way of saying you care about a person!
Unlike real marriage, Friend Marriages are purely platonic, and essentially just a declaration of “THIS PERSON IS REALLY IMPORTANT TO ME!!!!!!!!”
(The Friend Proposal post is below, and has a bit of the first explanation! This one just goes in depth!)
you can have many Friend Spouses! It’s just a friend group, after all! The blank for a Friend Marriage Bracelet is below; feel free to use it to create your own!
And here’s a guide of what I did for me and derangedanomaly’ bracelet
Of course, you don’t have to follow this at all! It’s just an idea you can use!
the only thing that has to stay the same is the yellow rose! It shows that it is a Friend Marriage Bracelet and is the equivalent of the diamond on a wedding ring! (Yellow roses are symbols of friendship!)
I tried to make Friend Marriage in a way that it will not be deterred by religion, ethnicity, country, culture, gender, sexuality, ECT!
Because Friend Marriage is just saying this person is cool in a platonic way! The tag for Friend Marriage is ‘Friend Marriage Bracelet’ so that it is on its own thing! So go wild with it, this is Tumblr, and I hope that maybe someday I’ll see many people with Friend Spouses!
(vocabulary things and what to call stuff with this;)
Friend Marriage; just being really good friends, so you want a silly little thing to tell the other person how much they mean to you!
Friend Marriage Bracelet; it’s the yellow rose adorned friendship bracelet shared between you and your friend!
Friend Proposal; when you ‘propose’ Friend Marriage to your friend with the Friend Marriage Bracelet!
Friend Spouse; if your friend says Yes, They are now your Friend Spouse! You can have as many Friend Spouses as you want!
Friend Spouse In Law; if your Friend Spouse has a Friend Spouse that is not also your Friend Spouse, they are your Friend Spouse In Law!
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Ok here goes!! I’m new to the 911 LS fandom and thus this is my first addition to Seven Sentence Sunday (let us all ignore that it’s already Monday in my timezone) I’ll be asleep when this posts due to that! Please enjoy this graphic I cooked up on a whim because I totally forgot that was a thing until 5 minutes ago!
Extremely nervous to post this as it’s really the first foray back into writing in years. This is part of a as yet unnamed colleagues AU that I’ve been working on
Thanking some pre-tags from earlier this week @rmd-writes @welcometololaland @celeritas2997 @inkweedandlizards 💗
This is also definitely more than seven sentences but I digress
“You know you should totally fuck me against that nice big window,” TK announces as he roams around Carlos’ new office, fingers dancing along the windowsill, sparing a glance outside, raindrops pelting heavily against the glass, the storm clouds shielding most of the cityscape below.
Carlos fixes him with an unimpressed glare. “TK we’re at work,” he groans, “could you at least try not to be crude.” TK turns from the window, circling back to strand in front of Carlos, before leaning against the desk behind him, shrugging plainly, “I’m just saying,” he whines, reaching out a hand to poke his pointer finger into Carlos’ abdomen.
“Is it the promotion making you so uptight?,” he asks, absentmindedly tugging on the lower buttons of Carlos’ shirt.
“I am not uptight,” Carlos refutes, shoving TKs hand away.
“Are you sure? Because I seem to recall a time when we did very naughty things, very often, in this very building,” he smirks, his hand once again ghosting across Carlos’ abdomen, his pinky finger dipping beneath the waistband of his slacks.
Carlos bites back a moan at TKs tone and innuendo, the touch of his hand against his body, “and now I can’t even make a suggestion without you scolding me, that doesn’t seem fair baby.”
Carlos bring a hand up to rest between the gap where TKs neck meets his clavicle. “I’m just saying don’t get your hopes up for any repeat performances, I’d actually like to keep my job.” TK huffs a breath, retracting his own hand from Carlos’ body.
“Killjoy,” he mutters under his breath, a pout forming on his lips. “Also you just proved my point,” he exclaims. “By saying I wouldn’t sleep with you on the premises,” Carlos asks, quirking an eyebrow at him. “Yes,” TK replies in an instant.
“You’re seriously telling me you have your own private office now, that also has a lock might I add, and you’re not going to fuck me in it.” His pout deepening. “Last month you had me on my knees in one of the unlocked restroom stalls, and now you-,” he doesn’t get to finish his sentence.
Carlos tugs him forward, grasping his wrists, twisting both behind his back. He presses himself as close as he can with the intrusion of their joined hands between them, biting down on TKs earlobe, breath hot against his ear. “You’re being a terror.” TK inhales sharply, still trying to keep his cool, “Am I?,” he asks, sounding only mildly pathetic.
“You need to behave baby, or you won’t be getting fucked anywhere,” Carlos warns, voice rough, his grip on TKs wrists tightening.
“What,” TK cries out in disbelief. “Do I need to repeat myself,” Carlos asks, though he knows the answer already. “No,” TK lets out quietly. “Good boy,” Carlos praises, and it takes all of TKs willpower not to grind back against Carlos at the endearment.
I have no idea who to tag but I’m just going to add some people whose work I admire @strandnreyes @three-drink-amy @orchidscript @reyesstrand @carlos-in-glasses @birdclowns and anyone else who’d like to join 💗
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