#this is a very queer wedding

[technically-human]

okay now please doodle Charles and Edwin’s wedding. Also love your art it’s so cute and loveable in a way

Sherwani for Charles and morning dress for Edwin, yay

ko-fi

And you get a little headcanon/concept

At some point during their friendship, way before Port Townsend, Charles mentioned the tradition of wearing gold at weddings. He did so in a sad sort of way, as he had seen the pictures from his parents wedding, and knew her mum had not been allowed to wear a lehenga nor many gold accessories.

Maybe, as these things are meant to bring happiness to the couple, he mentions that as a child he believed his parents marriage would have been happier if she wore those things.

Edwin starts to collect gold items. He doesn't analyze the reason, but if a case offers gold as payment? Edwin is taking it. Charles thinks nothing of it, it's just one of Edwin's quirks.

After his revelations in Port Townsend, Edwin will eventually realize a few things regarding his gold rush.

And they will have a lot of gold jewlery for their wedding day!

[triple-pupil]

OMG IT'S HAPPENING

EVERYBODY CALM

Link to the post

Edit: He's posting all parts as we speak, watch for his updates, as I don't think I'll be able to post all the screenshots.

And the screenshots of the first post for whoever can't access below

[edalynn-ink]

Growing up I really loved fashion, but it would SERIOUSLY bother me whenever the bride wore anything other than a white dress, because in my mind there was no reason to get married other than wearing a wedding dress... and it STILL took me years to realize I was aro/ace 😅

[phoenixyfriend]

Thinking about trans men who still treasure their wedding photos, where they're wearing the big white dress from before they realized they were trans, and still feel only love and happiness looking at them, because of what the day and the dress meant in the moment, rather than discomfort or dysphoria.

And I cannot decide on a perfect character to apply this to because it's such a specific relationship to one's gender, but. Anakin is usually a decent bet.

[hum-tittle]

I've decided if I ever get married I'm not having a first dance but a first fight which will be a

Sword fight

It will be a cheeky, fun, mildly risqué choreographed sword fight that will end in a ridiculous kiss.

And obviously we will have to quote Road to El Dorado.

[merriclo]

losing my mind over every tiny scrap of yuri HELP ME!?!?!?! SJSBSKSNSKS????

HELP YES I WATCHED THAT ONE THIS MORNING AND WAS LIKE “oh I’ll have to tell aria to revisit this one specifically they’ll go crazy.”

i just know Mai went home and followed a few Takeda stan accounts on Twitter..

[isa-ah]

seeing everyone else tell horror stories about what the holidays are going to be like w their family and feeling the joy only ever growing that i dont speak to my mom anymore LOL

[cornedbeefhashtags]

📻

[preciouslove]

you know i'm all for slow burn and eddie having time to figure himself out and buck having a happy relationship with tommy for the whole season 7 and beyond but. how are going to explain the family feud thing then, huh?

[hepatosaurus]

Plex The shore of the lake is gradual and drawn With rivers threading into land Then suddenly it’s all land Now the land is dark And you can’t distinguish it from the water And the hot orange sun Turns everything dark purple Like a painting by Joan Mitchell It is unknowable It is knowable It is a sum of these It is not without birds and animals He is very elegant and kind Her intellectual complexion It is a beautiful word The flank of their poem goes to the lake To enter sweet new time Trees express the sky energetically So do they With all the rarity of tenderness Like the place where the base of the vase touches earth To speak into time deeply All the animals lie down together This is what they prefer It is explicitly their preference New roses happen Their Latin pleats Together they harbor the intimate excess of philosophy Which loves gardens Now admire their breadth Every flower is inverted And what the flower produces Is unknown You call this beauty As a way to express care Now call it wildrose Wildrose is resourceful Its geophysiology is vast It threw runners To make landbridge It threw pollen With voracious joy Underground network of wildrose Linking all the political lovers And infinite breathing flesh In each temporality experienced Is resurgent insurrection The form of life of wildrose Is experiment in relationship Also named Plex Earth the tousled rosebed! From which the brocaded and tarnishing yardgoods unfurl Some of the bronze threads blackening So that the ornate pattern is obscured Like dusk in a borderless tableau It glows from beneath Now time ripples from beneath Now they enter dusk’s happiness Rosebed is the lovepoem Belly and horizon! Wildrose suckers freely from underground stems and roots Forming dense colonies that run wild This wedding names everyone wildrose. —Lisa Robertson

[arosebyan0thername]

Not speculating on a real person, but what if, yknow?

[acreepywholockian]

A poem I wrote for my wife

Say what you will about my wife

Was it my fault she went this way in life?

Was my queerness too much for a boy to bear

So she had no choice but to grow her hair?

Or did I accept them as they were then

Encouraging choice for my best friend?

Letting her be who she wanted to be

By showing her who I was, fully me?

Did that stir a change, a rapid onset

To grow her hair as well as breast

That let her turn into a gorgeous butterfly,

Given half a chance to grow and thrive?

Did I turn her into something I liked

Or was she always the one for whom I'd give my life?

Whether called he, she, they, or anything else

I'd never have her as less than her true self.

Did I know, back then, who she would be?

No, but there's no other face I'd rather wake to see.

So you took me, so I take you

To be my wedded partner, too.

[mooshkat]

lmao

[lafseanchai]

Listen, I don't have a problem being called she/her and being perceived as a woman by my queer people. But when I get called she/her, assumed to be a woman by the public? No, bad, wrong!

I want to be an unknowable creature! I want to make people question their assumptions! Perceived but unknowable!!

[pumpkinsouppe]

Queer weddings are so iconic like the one I just went to had a guest who did their testosterone injection in front everyone

[schrijverr]

the utter disconnect of me posting the sad protest pages of 'A Collection of Queer Photography by Jonathan Byers' while I am actively writing a wedding is so funny to me xp