#invitees

[prolawctor]

Occupier's Liability under Torts| Law of Torts Notes|

Occupier's Liability under Torts| Law of Torts Notes|

Occupier’s Liability under Torts|Notes on Law of Torts |   Occupier’s Liability:The duty of the occupier in tort depends on whether the plaintiff is an invitee, or a licencee or a trespasser. Invitee is a person who comes on the premises on business, with the consent of the occupier having some “common interest” with him. A person who enters a shop with a view to doing business is an invitee. A…

[postcard-from-the-past]

Princess Françoise Marie Amélie of Orléans, Duchess of Chartres and her invitees on a hunt in the Chantilly Forest, Picardy region of France

French vintage postcard, mailed in 1909 to Le Tréport

[thegreatyin]

honestly at this point i think my dream ES is just a story that does for mr iron what adornment and cricket did for mr stones and mr wines (respectively). give me another bat backstory flashback in the middle of my perfectly good seemingly unrelated misadventure (that is, of course, Actually Extremely Related to the bat at hand)

[shitpostingkats]

I do find it find it really funny that they uh. Invited two lawyers and made statues of them facing off and all the promo material is of their two guest speakers against each other, and the guest speakers in question are *checks notes*

Two lawyers who the only time they ever faced eachother, someone got disbarred???

[wildemaven]

…

I have to say, I’m kind of glad P didn’t show up to the met this year. There’s a small part of me that thinks he might have turned down the invite for glaring obvious reasons and I commend him for that. And obviously I don’t know why know why and it could have just been a scheduling conflict or maybe he wasn’t actually invited (which i highly doubt he wasn’t), but being the activist that he is, I have the slightest hunch….

[snazzi-strawberri]

If anyone out here is a fellow invitee or just anyone whos participating in The August Challenge by @the-one-you-thought-of-forever, ive made a discord server where all of us can discuss theories or just generally be with other invitees. Just dm me if you would like an invite :)

[your-darling-gaze]

The Wedding Day

St.Patrick's Cathedral, 5th Ave, Brooklyn, NYC.

I exhaled, whispering silent nothings to myself. Feeling sick in my gut, I sat, in front of the mirror, taking deep breaths. It's okay, just a little anxiety. It will go away once I see him, wouldn't it? I gaze at my reflection, the slight feeling of a swell, a bloat, rather, until I was sure I was very ready. I could hear the music coming from downstairs, it was nerve-racking already.

"Cherry..!" Rowan's call snapped me out of my endless stare.

Tony was downstairs, waiting as the ringbearer, the bridesmaids were waiting, the flower girls too, were all ready. I nodded, my hand shaky as I held the lilacs and amaryllis in hand, I swallowed. It was time.

I slowly slipped my hand into Papaa's, giving him a silent 'thank you.' My gaze was soft towards him. I breathed out, slowly, as we descended the aisle, the flower girls ahead of us, small handfulls of petals scattering around as they passed further, I took slow steps down, the people coming into view. The bridesmaids waiting at the sides of the path for a welcome. My gaze was unwavering, I had come to present. I had come for what I wanted to claim this day. I was happy. Not a smile, but I held something rather calm. The music resonating every wall of the cathedral, all eyes holding still at the sight. The golden of the light was radiant, much more visible at day in the tall structure. I could recognise the faces, of course, Rowan was walking right behind me. I could see Tony, I could see Priest Loki, I could see Steve, I could see my dear bridesmaids. I could see all of them.

But then again, there was that feeling of vector resistance; the feeling of him, pulling at the strings of time, again, it was slowing down when his gaze met mine. There he was, my pretty boy. Mister. It was almost as if a feather punctured my lungs that moment, he could see me; I could see him. That strange intimacy of the moment when we caught each other in the fibres of time and no one else existed for that strange instant.

'James Barnes. My Bucky.'

He was proud, I could tell. That head tilt gave away much of what he was thinking, and what better than having a well observant fiance..no, wife. Wife. Surreal to even think of It, I sighed. I reached before him and neither uttered a sentence. An underlying tension to the flurries of emotions burying it deep inside.

On reaching, Papaa stepped back, nudging me forward. I stepped ahead, my gaze almost...frantically flicking between Loki and James. With assertion, he began.

“Dearly beloved, we are gathered here today in the sight of God and in the presence of this company, to witness and bless the union of Darling Carmel Felicity Grace and James Buchanan Barnes in holy matrimony. Marriage is a gift from God, a sacred bond, a commitment not to be entered into lightly but reverently and with deep love. Today, we celebrate the love that has brought them together, and the journey they will continue hand in hand.”

My breath hitches. It was happening.

“Let us pray. Heavenly Father, we invite Your presence into this sacred moment. Bless this union of Darling and James as they pledge their lives to one another. May their hearts always be full of compassion, understanding, and forgiveness. We ask that You guide their steps, and may their love be a reflection of Your love for all. Amen.”

He turns to us both.

“Darling and James, today you will make your vows to each other. These promises will be the foundation upon which you build your life together. Please turn to each other, and as you hold hands, speak the words from your heart.”

I look through the provided page, my hands shakily reaching to hold his.

I clear my throat.

"James, from the moment we met, you have been my strength, my laughter, and my greatest joy...I vow to love you...through all of life's seasons, to stand by your side in moments of joy and challenge...I promise to be your faithful partner, to support your dreams as if they were my own...and to cherish every moment we share. With all that I am, I give you my heart, today and always."

My eyes twitched with tiny tears prickling at their corners. It was welling up in my chest.

He reached for his own, gaze meeting mine, before I sensed the vulnerability in his voice.

"Darling, you have shown me what true love looks like—patient, enduring, and kind. Today, I stand here, promising to be your rock, your safe place, and your greatest supporter. I vow to honor you, respect you, and be faithful to you in every way. Together, I know we can face anything, and I will walk with you through every challenge and every joy. You are my heart, my hope, and my forever."

A pause, when Tony comes forward, our ring-bearer. He gives us both a little smile, I knew that smug rascal had gotten the engravings on the ring just as I wanted them. I give him a little knowing look, a thankful nod. He stands behind James, knowing that he was needed here.

“These rings are a symbol of the unbroken circle of love. Just as the ring has no end, so shall your love be without end. James, take Darling's hand and place this ring on her finger as a symbol of your commitment."

“With this ring, I give you my heart, my soul, and all that I am. Wear this ring as a reminder of my eternal love.” He spoke.

“Darling, take James’s hand and place this ring on his finger as a symbol of your commitment.”

“With this ring, I give you my love, my trust, and all that I will ever be. Wear this ring as a symbol of our unending journey together.” I said, my voice nearly sounding like it was breaking.

He looks to us again, starting with a few final declarations.

"Darling Carmel Felicity Grace, do you take James Buchanan Barnes to be your lawfully wedded husband? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

"I do." I shudder, a shiver of thrill down my spine.

"James Buchanan Barnes, do you take Darling Carmel Felicity Grace to be your lawfully wedded wife? To have and to hold, from this day forward, for better, for worse, for richer, for poorer, in sickness and in health, to love and to cherish, till death do you part?"

"I do." he speaks, a waver in his voice.

"Let love be genuine; hate what is evil, hold fast to what is good; Love one another with mutual affection; outdo one another in showing honor." (Romans 12:9-10) “May the Lord bless you and keep you. May His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. May His presence be with you always, and may He give you peace. As you embark on this new chapter, may your love continue to grow and flourish, and may you always seek the divine in each other.”

My eyes flickered rapidly, Rowan wasn't here behind me...who would tell me that my mascara was expensive...that I shouldn't be overwhelmed like this...

“By the power vested in me by God and the state, I now pronounce you husband and wife. What God has joined together, let no one separate. James, you may now kiss your bride.''

The cathedral echoes of orchestral renditions, applause, cheers, and so much more that happened, and yet it all was kept out of my mind, when his lips captured mine, gentle, only due to etiquette. A few tears slip down my cheek, his thumb collecting them all, sliding them away between the kiss. When we pull away for a breath, is when I realize, the stain of my lipstick that I had left onto his lips.

We break out into a quiet giggle. As we thank Loki for the ceremony, we make our way down the cathedral, wishes raining down on us with the petals, and yet it all seemed so drastically unreal.

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Sitting around a table, were all of us, for the post-marriage dinner, I exhale, as Steve, Our best Man, stood up, clinking his glass for his speech and a toast.

[ @the-capsicle Please insert your speech when you reblog. ]

The speech wells up emotions. Steve has always been a man of the softer words, yes. He had his way around gravitating emotionally towards people, also yes. I too, was holding back the small ache in my throat, as James pulled the punk in for a hug.

And then so, followed by a night of music and dance, wine and a lot of spilled secrets at late night, and a little kiss goodnight, is how it all concluded. The Big Day.

27.09.2024. The Wedding.

Yours Officially, Mr. and Mrs. Barnes.

_______________________________________________

[dandelionsandderivatives]

Continuing the trend of introducing my roommate to movies: she's never seen Star Wars, so tonight we're holding a watch party!

Any suggestions on things I should mention, or good snacks to eat while watching star wars for the first time?

[real-galaxy-ranger]

“Hey-Hey! Acheron, I wanted to say thanks for saving me from Aventurine earlier. I’m so lost in Penacony, but I suppose you’ve seen the dreamscape already?”

"Ah. Trailerblazer, correct? It was no problem. I suppose apologies are not needed for entering your room on accident, then, if you see it as a rescue. Consider it....me just fulfilling my role as a Galaxy Ranger."

"I have seen the Dreamscape, yes. Regretfully, I don't think I would be a satisfactory tour guide to you. I am...not the best with directions. It would be better if you were to ask someone else to be your tour guide."

@galacticbaseballbatter

[oetter]

just threw the worst wedding in sims 4 history i think

[fox-mulder-gets-pegged]

3 am mods are asleep post ¿Quieres? House MD.

[marsixm]

the first annual dawning of the age of aquarius joint birthday bash was a fucking success and im so relieved (':

[thegreatyin]

exciting update on the state of the scoundrel and the scientist's marriage/engagement/complicated roommate situationship:

It Sure Is Going!

[mikumutual]

if you're interested in project sekai, could you download it and use my invite code? i'd really appreciate it! gx5h7DnbN2xxL8P

[fdelopera]

gotta say, no one hates and is more disrespectful to fans of the work they’ve created and produced than ALW and Cammack.