#society wedding

[thepastisalreadywritten]

First official shots of Duchess of Westminster in wedding dress

Bride captured in gardens of Eaton Hall wearing ivory silk gown with two-metre train designed by Emma Victoria Payne

8 June 2024

[bumblingbabooshka]

Thinking about marriage/women's rights on Vulcan Some may think that T'Pring not being allowed to divorce Spock was because he was going through the pon farr but if she were allowed to divorce him at all she probably would have done that a long time ago, confirmed by T'Pol when she's speaking with Koss, who isn't suffering from the pon farr. She says that he can choose another mate (without invoking a fight it seems: note the difference between a 'mate' and a 'challenger') and after he makes it clear that nothing she says will change his mind about marrying her, she finally threatens to declare a kal-if-fee. It's clear that Vulcan women cannot divorce/refuse to marry a man they've been betrothed to under any circumstances if A) He himself doesn't consent to ending their marriage or B) She doesn't have someone else waiting in the wings to be given to in his stead. Though, if the challenger she selects fails to win the fight, she'll have to marry her betrothed anyway unless (again) he decides he doesn't want her after the challenge. That seems like an incredibly unfair system, heavily biased towards men. SNW is an alternate universe in many obvious respects but most egregiously in that T'Pring has a lot of non-canonical agency over her relationship with Spock. It's interesting to me that Vulcan society has women in many positions of power and treats women as equal to men from what I've seen despite these laws. We don't really see Vulcans exhibiting a misogynistic attitude towards women in general but in TOS (perhaps because of its general writing style but it's still interesting to note) both Sarek and Spock take on patriarchal attitudes specifically regarding wives. Amanda says that 'of course' Sarek commands her because "he is a Vulcan and I am his wife." It's worthwhile in my eyes to note that she specifies 'wife' instead of attributing this attitude to women as a whole. Again, with TOS' writing style it wouldn't be out of place for her to say "he is a man and I am a woman." Spock, while in a pon farr induced irritation, states that it's "undignified for a woman to play servant to a man that isn't hers" - again implying that there's something specific about being a Wife in Vulcan society which is different from being a woman in general and demands subservience to a husband. This could perhaps stem from the extreme sense of ownership that Vulcan law has permitted men to have over women. A woman legally cannot point blank refuse marriage. There is no option which guarantees she won't have to marry her betrothed other than death. When T'Pau speaks of T'Pring she refers to her as being 'property' and Stonn, before being interrupted, states he's made 'the ancient claim' - we don't know what this is because he gets cut off but it's obvious they're both using the language of Vulcan law. Men are permitted true freedom to choose. If a woman wants to choose someone else to be with there is no option available to her other than the kal-if-fee which might result in the death of the one she wants to be with. And, if her lover fails, her husband can still just decide he wants to marry her and she'll be forced to. T'Pring gives two scenarios: One where Spock 'frees' her and one where he doesn't - it's still ultimately his decision which is clear when he ends the conversation with "Stonn, she is yours." This again isn't just because of the pon farr as T'Pol also goes through this. Koss can choose another mate and when the option is talked about there's no implication that this would result in any sort of fight (both by the casualness of its mention and by the fact that there's no formal word for it unlike the kal-if-fee.) Also, the fact that Koss does eventually grant T'Pol a divorce and it's all fine means that T'Pol isn't lawfully required to have another man waiting if her HUSBAND doesn't want her. It's ONLY required if SHE doesn't want her husband. Tradition must take precedence over individual desire UNLESS!!! You're a man. Then it's fine. Like, your parents might not be happy but legally you're golden.

[linka-from-captain-planet]

"[Celene accepting Duke Remache's proposal of marriage, which would likely eliminate Gaspard's challenge to her rule] is worth considering," Briala said, interrupting Celene's thoughts. Celene glanced over to see that Briala was refilling her teacup, her eyes still downcast. "It is not." Celene took the elven woman by the shoulder and gently tilted up Briala's chin until those beautiful eyes met hers. "If I tie myself to some lord, it will be for more than good hunting grounds in the Deauvin Flats." Perhaps it was selfish. Perhaps it was a mistake in the Game, even. But Celene had lost enough of her own life to the Empire of Orlais already... as had Briala. Briala's gaze softened. "Majesty."

A favorite moment from The Masked Empire, encapsulating a lot of what I find so compelling about them, particularly the drive-by interruption by Celene's guilty conscience and how much of a colossal understatement "perhaps it was a mistake in the Game" turns out to be

[recurring-polynya]

It has been 14 hours since I found out that, according to Kubo, Byakuya calls Renji by his given name "because Rukia does" and I am obsessed with this information.

This is both the best and worst possible answer to this question. I feel like if you asked Byakuya, this is exactly the reason he would give. However, if Rukia were present, she would lose her damn mind. While I do think Rukia's assertion that Byakuya didn't look at her even once in 40 years is hyperbole, over that time I can imagine Renji's name coming up in conversation once, maybe twice tops.

Like, two weeks before she goes on her fateful mission to the Living World, B's been shortlisting Vice-Captain candidates, and over dinner, real casual:

B: Rukia. You know your friend?

Rukia: My who now?

B: That friend of yours who shouts too much. The boorishly tall one. With the red hair. Is he in Squad Eleven now?

Rukia (wracking her brain frantically for people Byakuya would consider 'her friend'): You mean Renji?

B: Yes, him.

Rukia: What about him?

B: Is he in Squad Eleven? The Sixth Seat?

Rukia: ...maybe? ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

The next day, Byakuya's office, Renji shows up for his job interview.

B: You must be Renji.

Renji: uhhhhhhhh sure why not?

[doyou000me]

"I realised that the time I thought would last forever had come to an end."

[digitalfashionmuseum]

Gold lamé evening dress with jacket, 1955, American.

By Don Loper.

Worn by Frances Abrams McCall at her second wedding.

Chicago Historical Society

[aka-indulgence]

Man if monster-human mixers were a thing I'd attend every single one of them

[makorragal-312]

Okay.

So this might be an unpopular opinion (or maybe not), but as a bi woman, I would be fucking PISSED if Buck and Eddie ended up kissing or hooking up during the bachelor party.

[szyszkasosnowa]

Sometimes my take on a ship is just

[homoqueerjewhobbit]

Thinking about how many people Hannibal would have to kill to cater his and Will's wedding reception. Like, he'd take out a whole orchestra bc he thought they played Music for 18 Musicians too quickly. Or the entire staff of a grocery store that ran out of fresh tarragon. Or every single person who laughed at them in middle school.

[da-birb-writes-sometimes]

Event: Campfire antics: Floyd (of course): let's go romantic maybe?

Sorry if I messed 5his up my brain go vrr rn

Campfire Antics; Floyd Leech

Content; Fluff, gender-neutral reader, some soft Floyd

Word Count; 700+

AN; I hope you enjoy your eel (and congrats on the wedding). Decided to go a lil ham on the romance aspect (kissing, you smooch an eel). As a reminder, do not put my work — or others for that matter — into AI as it steals. Link to Masterlist

The crackling of wood burning and the crashing of the ocean waves filled the night air. The blue and purple flames of the salt-saturated wood lit the campsite in a gentle glow. You and Floyd sat near the fire, Floyd propping his long legs on your lap, stretching them out, all while stuffing his face with marshmallows.

“How many does that make,” you asked, laughing at how stuffed his cheeks had gotten. Honestly, how had he not choked yet?

He moved his mouth but all that came out of his mouth was incoherent mumbling. He instead flashed his hands twice; he had twenty marshmallows crammed into his mouth somehow. He waggled his eyebrows at you, spat out a few marshmallows and gave you a big toothy grin. “I win the bet, Shrimpy! You said that I couldn’t fit twenty of those marshmallows in my mouth, an’ that was twenty-one!~”

“Actually I believe it was ‘you’re a hazard to society and a coward, do twenty,” you quipped back, looking softly at Floyd. “But you’re my hazard to society. What do ya want your prize to be then?”

Floyd flicked a half-eaten marshmallow at you, snickering. “Hmm, how about you close your eyes and I’ll surprise you with something?~” There was some sort of emotion swimming in his eyes, but you couldn’t tell what it was.

You closed your eyes, waiting for this surprise. You felt Floyd remove his legs from your lap, and the shifting of sand.

“M’kay, Shrimpy, ya can open your eyes now!” Floyd called excitedly, coming from a bit from your right.

You opened your eyes and Floyd was gone from the fire, but you saw the faintest hints of light blue light coming from the rather large tide pool the two of you had decided to make your fire next to. And in the tide pool was Floyd in his merform, glowing due to his bioluminenscene. All of the blue light from both him and the fire made his yellow eye shine, and everything about him was captivating. He waved you over, beckoning for you to get closer.

You got to the edge of the tide pool and Floyd swimmed up and placed a kiss to your nose. “Surprise!~” He shot you a wink before placing another kiss to your lips. 

You laughed. “So that was your plan-”

He shot up and dragged you into the tide pool. “Gotcha! Hehehehe, that was my surprise!” He wrapped himself around you, gentle though.

You spat out water at him, “You’re lucky you’re cute.”

Floyd helped you get out of the water and leaned on the edge of the tide pool. “Hmm,” he hummed to himself thinking. His eyes lit up and he dragged himself out of the water, still in his merform, and plopped himself in your lap. “I’m lucky that ya like me, Shrimpy.” He leaned his head back and smiled up at you. “I’m lucky that I have you.”

All of the joking was gone, Floyd was serious. And he was looking up at your face, which was illuminated softly by the campfire. He sighed and rolled back over to the tide pool, since he didn’t want to dry out. But instead of drying off by the fire you scooted over the edge, and placed your legs in.

Floyd swam over and propped himself up on your lap again. “Shrimpy?”

It’s not like we haven’t kissed before… And you captured his lips with yours. But it wasn’t soft like the previous ones, it conveyed all of the love in both your hearts and everything left unsaid. You pulled back first, sucking in large lung fulls of air. “I love you,” you stare into his eyes, seeing the blue flame from the campfire dance in them. 

He looked at you with lovestruck eyes, and crushed you into a tight hug, curling his tail around your legs. “I love you more, Shrimpy.”

Getting dry can wait for later, for now, nothing but enjoying this brief summer getaway mattered more. This perfect moment in time. And to think, this evolved from him trying to beat his personal best at the Fluffy Bunny challenge and wanting to try some s'mores with you.

[your-stranger-halfblood-things]

At their wedding, at the alter:

Nuwanda *leaning in for a kiss*

Priest, clearing his throat: Your husband, sir

[0ghostwatcher]

I have a weakness for period piece men

[jsayyyye]

Happy Pride to these two dorks very specifically

[good-beans]

We always knew there'd be Haruka/Mahiru danger but HE KNOWS ABOUT US?

[realpersonfacts]

me on the internet: marriage is a failed and inherently misogynistic institution and we need to abolish it if we want true equality it’s crazy how in this day and age people are still spending tens of thousands of dollars on their weddings and there are still expectations of whose family pays for what. and gay people are not exempt from this criticism while i recognize that marriage is tied to a number of institutional rights like healthcare and tax benefits and it is important for us to be able to access these rights it’s crazy how we are expected to just fall in line with this cisheteronormative fantasy and many people the lgbtq community do indeed embrace this fantasy uncritically,

me when i get invited to a wedding: