FRIDAY: MARRIAGE PROPOSALS
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hpfangirl71 and this is my last day as your host this week. I've had loads of fun and will be sure to do it again. To round out our week, I've gone with a bit of romantic fluff that I hope will be fun for you all. The theme I've chosen for today is Marriage Proposals. You can post any prompts as long as one of the characters is asking the other to marry them. Make it romantic, sexy, sweet, or just plain funny. All pairings of HET, Slash, or Femmeslash are allowed... all genre's and fandoms as well.
As always, here are the rules:
-No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again!
-No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
-No spoilers in prompts!
-If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
-Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Here are some examples to get you started:
Harry Potter, Harry/Draco, Harry is excited to propose to his boyfriend until he realizes per pureblood traditions he must ask him in front of Lucius Malfoy.
Glee, Brittany/Santana, She knows their barely out of high school but she can't wait to start their new life together.
Teen Wolf, Stiles/Derek, It was one thing to fall in love with and then demand that Stiles become his mate... its a whole other thing to make it official.
Teen Wolf, Jackson/Danny, Danny proposes to his boyfriend but is Jackson ready for such a commitment after just barely coming out of the closet to his familly?
Harry Potter, Pansy/Ron, He has nothing to offer her but himself and for once he hopes that's enough.
As Always, Have Fun with this theme and again Happy Writing!!
tag=marriage proposals
hpfangirl71 and this is my last day as your host this week. I've had loads of fun and will be sure to do it again. To round out our week, I've gone with a bit of romantic fluff that I hope will be fun for you all. The theme I've chosen for today is Marriage Proposals. You can post any prompts as long as one of the characters is asking the other to marry them. Make it romantic, sexy, sweet, or just plain funny. All pairings of HET, Slash, or Femmeslash are allowed... all genre's and fandoms as well.As always, here are the rules:
-No more than five prompts in a row. If someone fills one of your prompts, you are then free to prompt again!
-No more than three prompts in the same fandom.
-No spoilers in prompts!
-If your fill contains spoilers, warn and leave plenty of space.
Prompts should be formatted as follows:
-Fandom, Character+/Character, Prompt
Here are some examples to get you started:
Harry Potter, Harry/Draco, Harry is excited to propose to his boyfriend until he realizes per pureblood traditions he must ask him in front of Lucius Malfoy.
Glee, Brittany/Santana, She knows their barely out of high school but she can't wait to start their new life together.
Teen Wolf, Stiles/Derek, It was one thing to fall in love with and then demand that Stiles become his mate... its a whole other thing to make it official.
Teen Wolf, Jackson/Danny, Danny proposes to his boyfriend but is Jackson ready for such a commitment after just barely coming out of the closet to his familly?
Harry Potter, Pansy/Ron, He has nothing to offer her but himself and for once he hopes that's enough.
As Always, Have Fun with this theme and again Happy Writing!!
tag=marriage proposals
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Date: 2012-05-25 07:22 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-05-25 07:23 am (UTC)Fill: Links (X-Men First Class, Charles/Erik)
Date: 2012-05-27 05:19 am (UTC)Erik Lehnsherr considers himself a very orderly, put together young man, unlike his fiance Charles Xavier. If he - or anyone really - had placed bets on who would make the most ridiculous wedding blunder, everyone would have put their money on Charles. As an engineer, Erik specialized on making sure that every aspect of his life was the epitome of perfection. Why is why, when the presiding minister says, "Erik, the rings, if you please," Erik reaches into his pocket expecting to feel two platinum bands.
What he actually finds is air. He looks up at Charles with eyes round as saucers, screaming mental alarm bells.
“Erik,” Charles says with no emotion in his voice. “Tell me you didn’t.”
But it’s too late. Charles can already read the truth in his thoughts and the guests are starting to get antsy. However, no matter how dire the situation, Erik Lehnsherr most certainly does NOT panic. Instead, he takes off his cufflinks, turning them over and over again between his fingers. It takes seconds before the links turn into rings.
“Charles Francis Xavier,” he says relief calming is features. “With this ring, I thee wed. May it link us together for life.”
From the way the audience laughs, Erik can almost pretend that he meant for this to happen.
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Date: 2012-05-25 07:24 am (UTC)Fill (Naruto, Shikamaru/Ino)
Date: 2012-05-25 08:07 pm (UTC)"What did you just say to me?"
"What a drag" he sighed. "I said, stop taking this so seriously. Just relax."
"No, I heard you. I meant, what the hell do you mean by that?" barked Ino. "Are you even listening to me? I will be married."
Shikamaru seemed more willing to take a nap than think about the situation, but internally he was sorting it out. He didn't even need his 'thinking position' to figure a way out of this.
"The Yamanaka clan wants to marry me with Neji, for crying out loud!" she practically screamed. "We need to find some way to stop this now!"
Shikamaru sighed and sat up straight. He looked up at her questioningly, then settled his mind.
"This will be terribly troublesome, but..."
"What?"
"Marry me."
Ino blinked and for a moment forgot how to breathe. Shikamaru didn't seem to be joking or anything too, he was deadpan serious. Just how could he be so... so... so insensitive?
"You insensitive jerk!" she cried. "That's how you propose to a woman?"
"Huh?"
Ino kicked his former companion from team ten out of her room with all the strenght she had.
"And when you come back, make sure to bring with you a ring and a speech, lazy ass!"
And with those words, she shut the door firmly. After she did, Shikamaru got up and left, hands in his pocket, commenting on how troublesome this all was. Truth be told, however, Ino was smiling now that she couldn't be seen. She was going to marry the man she loved, not the man her clan arranged her with, since the Yamanakas didn't accept divorce.
"You truly are a genius, Shikamaru..."
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Date: 2012-05-25 07:24 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 07:25 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 07:25 am (UTC)Hole in the World - original fiction, angst
Date: 2012-05-25 08:40 am (UTC)Hole in the World
He holds the thin fabric in his hands, yards and yards of silk tulle that catches on the calluses of his work-hardened hands. The snow-white veil shimmers and catches the light, white like pearls, white like milk, white like her porcelain skin.
She’d left him. She’d left him at the altar, but not in the way he’d ever imagined (and he had had awful what-ifs of her saying no, of her running off with some unknown suitor, of her not even showing up - all unfounded fears sprung from the knowledge that he doesn’t deserve her, has never deserved her, and will never deserve her).
A finger catches on a small tear in the veil, small enough, barely noticeable under the dark crimson stain - the same color as her lipstick, carefully applied that morning, the morning of their wedding day.
They should have been in each other’s arms right about now, the rest of the world fading away as they danced to their song, their wedding song.
A broken sob rises up in his chest and bursts from his lips.
How could she? How could she do this to him? Today, of all days? How could she?
Tears fall onto the gauze with the red stain and tiny rip marring the perfect whiteness of the veil.
So small, so small. But so very big.
“Sir?”
Someone’s saying his name, over and over again, shaking his shoulder, but all he wants is to be left alone.
He says something to that effect, doesn’t know what exactly, but they move away to talk to his friend. His best man. At his should-have-been wedding
“We have the shooter in custody. Do you know who she is?”
“Ex-girlfriend. They broke up years ago, long before he met...met her. She was jealous. Unstable. But I never thought...Oh god.”
“I’m sorry, sir. Were you close to the bride?”
They keep talking, about her and the other one (“We were friends. We all hung out together, y’know? Us guys and our girls. I’m getting married myself later this year.” “Congratulations. Do you have any idea where she could have gotten hold of a gun?”), but he just tunes them out.
It’s his fault. That’s all he can think. That it’s all his fault. If he hadn’t been stupid, if he hadn’t kept secrets, if he hadn’t marred the pure clean whiteness of her with his dirt, his lies, his life, then she’d still be alive. She (his bride, his love, his reason for living) would still be breathing, still be laughing, alive, not dead, lying cold and pale and still and dead.
Another sob shakes his shoulders, as he crumples the silk net in his hands. The thin material stretches and begins to tear. The long hole (in the veil, in his life) starts at the small blood-stained rip caused by the tiny 17-caliber bullet shot point-blank into his bride’s face on their wedding day.
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AN: The prompt said, “A tiny rip in the veil” - I never could resist double meanings...
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Date: 2012-05-25 07:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 07:26 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 07:27 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-05-25 07:32 am (UTC)Fill, Dexter, Maria/Angel
Date: 2012-05-26 02:25 am (UTC)It wasn't something she regretted, exactly. She should have been a lot more careful, yes, but even though her career was now on the line, she realized that she didn't want to give up Angel Batista.
Perhaps there was a way to have both?
She started making coffee, more as a distraction than anything else. As it brewed, her eyes fell on a cork board stuck on her kitchen wall.
I really need to clean this thing off. I mean, I still have the save-the-date card from Dexter's wedding! She reached out to remove the paper. Wedding! That's it! Sure, people can object to a fling, but they can't object to marriage, at least not without being completely heartless. She grabbed her cell phone off the counter and started dialing Angel's number.
"Angel? I have a proposal that will save our careers."
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Date: 2012-05-25 08:17 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 08:18 am (UTC)Filled - Gee, I Really Love You
Date: 2012-05-25 02:31 pm (UTC)- - -
“I’m gonna marry Murph!”
Annabelle MacManus looked up sharply from the laundry she was folding. Five year-old Connor was standing in front of her, one hand thrust out to display a green plastic ring from a crackerjack box resting on his palm.
“You’re invited to the wedding, Ma!”
“Don’t be daft, boy,” she snorted, returning her attention to the shirts. “He’s your brother.”
His little hand clutched into a defensive fist around the ring, his eyes narrowing in challenge.
“So what?”
“So you can’t marry your brother.”
“Why?”
“It’s against the rules.”
“But I love him.”
“Of course you do, lad. But that’s just not how it’s done.”
The challenging glare melted away, replaced by an expression of honest confusion.
“You said that when two people love each other and want to be together forever, they get married.”
Annabelle’s hands became still, the laundry forgotten. She’d given the boys a talk about the meaning of matrimony only a few days before, and while Murphy had nodded and smiled patiently, she now realized that the gleam in Connor’s eyes had not been understanding, but inspiration.
“Aye,” she sighed. “That I did.”
“And I love Murph.”
“I know, Connor.”
“I love him more than anyone.”
“I know you do.”
“I’m gonna marry him.”
He was near enough for her to reach out and take his hands in her own. She felt his fist tighten, as though he feared she was planning to take the ring away from him, but instead she gave him a reassuring squeeze.
“Now you listen to me,” she said fiercely. “The love you have for your brother, that’s different from any other kind of love in the world. It’s better. You don’t need no rings or fancy words to make it real. Just keep on loving him just the same, and that’ll be more than enough. All right?”
“All right,” Connor mumbled, though she suspected that he was not convinced.
Sure enough, she was putting the laundry away not a quarter of an hour later when she spotted him going down on one knee in their shared bedroom, offering the green plastic ring to his clearly-delighted brother.
“Murph,” he said proudly. “Will you marry me?”
“Yeah I will!” Murphy grinned, grabbing the ring and considering it for a moment before jamming it onto his thumb. “Does this mean we’re gonna be together forever?”
“Yep,” Connor got to his feet. “And it means I love you.”
Murphy answered without hesitation. “I love you too, Connor.”
And he leaned in to give his brother a kiss on the cheek.
Annabelle shook her head. She supposed, in the grand scheme of things, that there were far worse things they could be getting up to.
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Date: 2012-05-25 08:22 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 08:37 am (UTC)no subject
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Date: 2012-05-25 09:00 am (UTC)*eyes
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Date: 2012-05-27 04:25 pm (UTC)(no subject)
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Date: 2012-05-25 09:37 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 09:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-25 09:59 am (UTC)PT 1
Date: 2012-05-27 04:26 am (UTC)Joe arrived next, to stunned by the sight to make a sound as he watched Rafe lifting JT’s abandoned bandanna from the ground and using it to try to stop the flow of blood. The sound of Rock’s scream seemed to ‘wake’ JT, causing the younger man to jerk and his eyes to try to focus on those around him. “ ‘afe.” JT moaned “I’ve been shot.”
“I see that kid.” Rafe said applying more pressure to the wound and feeling something hard under the material. Rafe had to bat away JT’s hand when the younger man tried weakly to stop Rafe from adding to his pain. “I don’t wanna die Rafe.” JT mumbled.
“I ain’t gonna let you die son, just relax.” Rafe assured JT. He didn’t say anything but in his mind Rafe was wondering how the kid was alive at all. Somehow he managed to open up JT’s shirt. It was then that he realized what he had felt earlier. The cross that JT wore had slowed the bullet, possible deflected it from its target.
Rock moved to dismount his horse wanting to be by JT’s side, but Rafe stopped him. “Stay where on your horse Rock, we got to get him to the doctor.”
“Rafe, is it safe to move him?” Joe asked in concern.
“We don’t have much choice.” Rafe said as he abandoned his efforts to stop the bleeding. As gently as possible, Rafe slid one arm under JT’s shoulders and the other arm behind the young man’s knees. JT yelped in pain when Rafe lifted him.
“I can take him on my horse.” Rock said, already shifting back in the saddle to make more room.
Rafe and Rock’s eyes met and although Rafe was reluctant to let the boy go something told him that it was important that he let Rock carry their friend. By the time they had managed to get JT settled onto the horse JT had passed out from the combination of blood lose and pain. Rock held JT firmly against him. The younger man’s back firmly against Rock. The Irishman held the reigns of his horse with his left hand, and crossed his right arm over JT’s chest holding the bandanna tightly against the wound near the younger man’s heart. Leaning down Rock whispered into JT’s ear. “Don’t you leave me JT, I came back for you so don’t you be leaving me now.” Setting his horse off in a steady gallop toward town Rafe prayed that the doctor would be in.
Rafe watched Rock ride off before turning back to Joe, the drying blood on his hands fueling a fire with in himself that he’d been trying to keep under control since this whole mess with Barkow started.
“What are we gonna do now?” Joe asked.
“First were gonna make sure JT is alright, then we are gonna take care of Barkow. He brought Dorn in here to kill me, instead the man choose to hurt me by trying to kill my friend. If it’s a fight they are looking for then that’s what they will get.
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Date: 2012-05-25 10:02 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2012-05-27 07:34 pm (UTC)“Am I drunk, or did you just ask me to marry you?” Bo said as he paused in fastening his gun belt around his waist.
Bruce propped himself up him bed. “The answer to both of those questions is yes… yes your drunk and yes I asked you to marry me. I’m Hoping you’ll be saying yes as well.”
“Just how will this work Bruce… I’m a hired killer… there are people after me, one day I’m sure they will catch up with me.”
“It doesn’t have to be today… we’ll plan it out. I’ve got enough money and brains… I can..I can head to Wyoming. Make my name there, and when the time is right I’ll send for you. We’ll marry and no one will have to know about your past.” Bruce climbed from bed and crossed the room taking Bo’s hand.
Bo felt himself giving in to the pleading in Bruce’s eyes. He knew Bruce, knew the man’s ambitions to be the Big Man of a town, to control everything without having to get his hands dirty. And because he knew this he realized that trusting Bruce with his heart could eventually lead to his own destruction but everyone needed something to believe in and he chose to believe in Bruce’s Love.
“Yes, I’ll Marry you.” Bo smiled and allowed Bruce to pull him in for a kiss.
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Date: 2012-05-25 10:14 am (UTC)