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ahoneygarden · 6 months

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I get to marry the love of my life. 🌈🩷

We fell in love at the faire, true magic and fairy dust, now it will truly be forever, in the very same way. You are the love of my life and my North Star. I wouldn’t trade anything for the love we have. Forever and then some, my beloved.

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goldenamaranthe-blog · 7 months

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Yang: Alright, Yang. You got this. It might be early, but you can do this. You're just.... planning for the future. (Takes a deep breath and enters Shade Academy's library where Ghira is reading over reports) Afternoon, Sir.

Ghira: Yang, this is a pleasant surprise. What brings you in? And, again, it's Ghira.

Yang: Right... (clears her throat) Ghira, if I might be blunt?

Ghira: (blinks) Of course. But, what is this all about?

Yang: (blushing and solidifies her resolve) I want to ask Blake to marry me.

Ghira: (blinks silently)

Yang: N-Not now! Obviously, things are still new and... well, we're in a war.... But once everything calms down and we find a new normal, I want to propose.

Ghira: .......And why are you bringing this up to me?

Yang: I... uh... kind of feel like I need to ask for your blessing. I get that the relationship between humans and faunus isn't exactly stellar. But it is getting better, and I want to prove that I mean business when I say I love Blake and would never in my wildest nightmares do anything to hurt her.

Ghira: (arches an eyebrow) This isn't just because I'm the Chieftain of the largest settlement of Faunus in Remnant and you want a badge of approval to hide behind?

Yang: (confused stare) What? That's a thing? Absolutely not! You're her father, for dust's sake! I want to let you know my intentions with your daughter and ask for your blessing! Blake might be the first person I've ever loved, but I'm a woman who knows what she wants. And I want to love her for the rest of our lives and make her happy. And once I'm done here, I'm gonna go do this whole thing with Mrs. B too!

Ghira: (blinks for the fifth time) Then why come to me first?

Yang: .....Honestly, you're the first one I found.

Ghira: (Chuckles softly) Well, I wouldn't worry about my wife. If anything, I'd avoid telling her your intentions because she can't keep a secret. Granted, I don't think that's going to matter.

Yang: What... do you mean?

Ghira: (motions towards the door)

Yang: (glances at the door)

Blake: (standing shell-shocked in the doorway with a tray of tea)

Yang: (awkwardly) H-Hey, Blakey! Uh, how much of that did you hear???

Blake: (glances at Ghira)

Ghira: (nods in approval)

Blake: (practically throws the tray down on a table and nearly tackles Yang to the floor) I love you, and when the time comes. I will absolutely marry you.

Yang: (volume 9 post tackle look and softens as she hugs Blake back) I love you too.

#bumbleby #yang xiao long #blake belladonna #rwby #marriage proposal #vacuo #disaster lesbian yang #she's in love your honor #ghira belladonna

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junikicker · 9 months

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The Proposal - Rebecca Welton x fem!reader (Part 1)

The Proposal Part 1 - Rebecca Welton x fem!reader

note: you want it, you get it. rebecca welton x reader au based on the movie the Proposal with Ryan Reynolds and Sandra Bullock. also, this is pre ted arriving at Richmond.

warnings: language

The sun was shining through the curtains of your Richmond flat, coaxing you awake gently. Instinctively, you turned around to shut off the alarm that usually woke you at five every morning. “Fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck, fuck!” You groaned as you scrambled to get out of bed, the alarm reading 6:22 a.m.

After quickly getting dressed, you came rushing out into the streets with your tie loosely around your neck and toothbrush still in your mouth. You started running down King Street and Old Palace Place, discarding your toothbrush into the closest bin as the trees around you were blurry due to your fast pace.

It had barely been two months since Rebecca Welton took over AFC Richmond after her rather nasty divorce from Rupert. You had been Mr. Mannion’s assistant for three years and Ms. Welton seemed to like you at least to the point where she felt bad about firing you, so she let you keep your job. She also felt like she owed you for telling her about her, now, ex-husband’s affairs with other employees.

You reached Nelson Road just moments before Rebecca’s arrival, fixing your appearance in the first mirror you found. “Oh, Y/n. Great to see you!” Higgins greeted you as you rushed your way up the stairs to the office you were sharing with Rebecca until accommodations were made. “G’morin’ Leslie!” You greeted back with a smile. “Someone’s in a rush.” He stated matter-of-factly. “Consider waking up twenty-three minutes ago in a rush.” You agreed easily, trying to catch your breath.

Your conversation was then interrupted by the sound of heels echoing through the halls and then up the stairs. “Well, here she comes.” You said to yourself and Higgins shot you an understanding look.

“Good morning, Boss. You have a conference call in thirty minutes.” You informed her as she gracefully strode on into her office. “Yes, about the auctioning of the art Rupert, oh so graciously, left me. I know.” She replied and sat down at her desk as you rushed over to make her a cup of tea. “Staff meeting at nine.” You added.

“Did you call, uhm… what was her name again?” She asked you absent-mindedly, opening her laptop and typing away. “Janet?” You offered, placing the cup on her desk. “Yes, Janet.”

“Yes, I called her and I told her that if she doesn’t get her hands on the matter immediately, there will not be any matters for her to get her hands on in the future. Also, your lawyer called. The one you hired for the divorce. He said that it is imperative-” You informed her but she cut you off immediately.

“Cancel the call, push back the meeting to tomorrow, and keep the lawyer on the sheets. And also get a hold of PR and have them start drafting an interview with Coach Lasso as soon as he gets here.” Rebecca ordered. She had always been quite distanced, it was just what you thought she was like.

“Nicely done.” You replied in a monotone voice. “If I shall want your praise, I will ask for it.” She replied coldly, picking the cup up and taking a big sip out of the mug. Her phone rang. By now you knew that if she was occupied, it was your task to pick up for her. “Morning. Ms. Welton’s office.” You answered. “Hello, Bob.” You replied at the sound of a voice that you were, involuntarily, very familiar with and rolled your eyes.

At you mentioning the name, Rebecca just waved her hand, but you knew her well enough to know what she meant by the gesture. “Actually we’re headed to your office right now… Yeah.” You hung up the phone before turning to your boss with a confused expression. “Why are we headed to Bob’s office?” You asked as Rebecca came to stand again. It never failed to impress you how she always seemed to have her shit together, acting rational all the time. She gave you a look. The look. The look that meant someone was going to get fired.

As the two of you left her office, you once again noticed that you had a hard time keeping up with her pace. “Have you looked over the list of international players in interest I gave you?” You asked her, continuing your walk down the halls. “Uh, I read a few pages. I wasn’t that impressed.” Rebecca replied, keeping up her pace.

“Can I just say something?” You asked her. “No.” She replied instantly as you came closer to reach Bob’s office. “I’ve been looking over hundreds of lists of players and this is the only one I ever gave to you. There are some incredible players on there.” You explained.

“Remember, you’re just a prop in here.” Rebecca reminded you. Ah yes, there it was again. As if you didn’t hear that at least twice a day from her. You opened the door for her to step in without knocking.

“Ah, our fearless leader and her liege. Please, do come in.” Bob joked, his American accent coming through as he got up from his desk chair, glasses on his nose.

“Beautiful shelve you got here, Bob. Is it new?” Rebecca asked, turning around, her face in disgust at having to interact with the man. “It is English Regency Egyptian Revival, built in the 1800s but, yes, it is the newest addition to my office. Rupert gave it to me.” Rebecca’s face seemed to scrunch up in disgust even more but she shook it off before turning back around.

“Bob, I’m firing you.” She then stated, getting straight to the point. The tall, tanned man looked at her as if she was delusional. “Pardon?” He asked. Rebecca sighed.

“I asked you more than a million times to get Chelsea to transfer us Reece James and you didn’t do it. You’re fired.” She calmly explained and you closed the door. “I have told you that this is impossible. James is not transferring for the next years.” Bob tried.

“Now that’s interesting, you see because I just got off the phone with Chelsea and he’s in. You didn’t even call them, did you?” Rebecca asked, walking up closer to the mahogany desk. “But-b.” Bob tried to find his voice again. “I know, I know. They can be a little scary to deal with… For you. Now, I am willing to give you a month to find a new job. And then you can tell everyone you resigned. Fine?” Rebecca offered. Oh, how she always knew how to play her cards.

And with that, the two of you left his office just the way you had come in. Rebecca didn’t bother to look around. “What’s he doing now?” She asked you and you turned around for her. “He’s moving, He has crazy eyes.” You observed, continuing to walk. Rebecca came to a stop and sighed.

“You poisonous bitch!” Bob yelled and suddenly all eyes of the people around you are on the three of you. “You can’t fire me! You don’t think I see what you’re doing here? Sandbagging me into this Chelsea thing just so you can look good to the board? Because you feel threatened by me! And you are a monster!” Rebecca remained calm. “Bob. Stop.”

“Just because you have no life outside of this office, you think you can treat everybody here like your own personal slaves! You know what? I feel sorry for you. Because you know what you’re gonna have on your deathbed? Nothing and no one.” Rebecca took a deep breath in, she was acting like the words didn’t get to her before she formed a reply.

“Bob, I didn’t fire you because I feel threatened by you. And I don’t need to look good to ‘the board’ because I am ‘the board’. And I fired you because you’re lazy, entitled, incompetent and you spent more time cheating on your wife than my ex-husband did, cheating on me. And if you say another word, Y/n here is going to have you escorted out of this building, hands tied to your back, alright?” Rebecca spoke, still somewhat calm as Bob went to speak again. “Another word and you’re going out of here with an armed escort. Is that what you want? Didn’t think so. Y/n. Spit spot, we’ve got work to do.” Rebecca said, spinning on her heel and walking back toward her office.

“Have security take his breakfront out of his office and put it in the conference room. And I need you around for this weekend to review his files and other work.” Rebecca informed you, picking up her pace from before. “This weekend?” You asked her, a frown on your face. “Is there a problem, Y/n?” She asked you, stopping in her tracks. “No. I… just my grandmother’s 90th birthday so I was gonna go home and...” You started but she already went back to making her way to her office. “...it’s fine. I’ll cancel it.” You unwillingly agreed.

Once you were back in the office, you called your family to cancel your visit. You tried your best not to let it get to you but were pissed, to say the least. “I know, I know. Tell Babcia I’m sorry. Okay? Satan is not gonna let me outta here for the weekend… No- I – Listen. I’ve worked too hard for this job to throw it all away, okay?” You Explained to your mother, starting to lower your voice as you heard heels clicking over the floor. “Oh, I’m sure Tata is gonna be pissed… but we take all of our submissions around here very seriously.” You hung up the phone as the office door opened and Rebecca walked in.

“Was that your family?” She asked immediately, standing next to your desk. “Yes.” You replied. “They tell you to quit?” - “Every single day.” The phone rang again. “Ms. Welton’s office, Y/n speaking.” You answered. “Oh… Yeah. Okay. Alright.” You replied before hanging the phone up again.

“Your lawyer is here and wants to see you immediately.” You told Rebecca who groaned in response. “Okay. Come get me in ten minutes. We have a lot to do.” She ordered and left again.

As she left the room, your eyes were trained on her hips, swaying as she walked. She definitely knew how to dress. Everything she wore looked perfect on her and fitted her body in a way that never ceased to impress you. You had caught yourself checking her out on more than one occasion but never really thought anything of it.

Exactly ten minutes later, you knocked on the door to the main conference room, before letting yourself in. “Excuse me, we’re in a meeting.” Her lawyer, a tall, blonde man, in his thirties, addressed you with disgust in his voice as he saw you in your suit. “What is it?” Rebecca asked in a displeased tone, playing her part as perfectly as always.

“Marina Granovskaia from Chelsea’s office just called. She’s on the line.” You informed her. “She needs to speak with you right away, I told her you were otherwise engaged.” You rushed out, eager to get Rebecca out of whatever this was as fast as possible. Her eyes lit up at your words and she silently urged you to come in with all sorts of weird hand gestures.

“Uh… Mr. Swan, I understand. I understand the predicament that we are in. And, uhm… And there is, well… I think there is something you should know.” Rebecca stuttered, getting up from her seat at her desk, walking over to you. The way she stumbled over her words seemed suspicious to you. What was going on? “We’re...getting married.”

“We’re getting married?! What the fuck is going on?! You’re my boss!” You whisper-yelled once her lawyer left and you closed the door behind him. “What?” She asked, sitting back down at the table all calm and collected. “I don’t understand what’s happening.”

“Relax, this is for you too.” She stated as if it would explain anything that had just happened. “Do elaborate.” You joked. “They were going to sell the club.” She started. “So naturally I would have to marry you.” You deadpanned.

“And what’s the problem? Like you were saving yourself for someone special?” She asked, looking down at some paperwork, green eyes skimming over it. “I’d like to think so. Besides, isn’t that illegal?” You asked. “The point?” She shot back, looking up at you again. “We’re no terrorists.” Her eyes went back to the paper in front of her.

“Rebecca.” You tried again. “Yes.” She sighed. “Rebecca, I’m not gonna marry you.” You told her sternly, standing straight. “Because of what? You don’t ‘fancy the ladies’? Because you obviously do. The amount of times that I catch you checking me out is higher than the amount of looks any man, including my ex-husband, ever gave me.” She smirked up at you, leaning back in her chair. “I- I do, in fact, ‘fancy the ladies’…” You agreed under your breath. “Sure you are going to marry me. Because if you don’t marry me, your dreams of becoming our transfer manager will be shattered into pieces.” She stated, pleased with herself.

“They’re gonna fire you the second I’m gone. Guaranteed. That means you’re out on the street, alone, looking for a job. Which means all the time that we spent together, all the tea cups, all the canceled dates, the midnight Tampon runs, and all the shit you did under Rupert, were all for nothing, because he won’t take you back after telling on him, your dreams are gone. But don’t worry after all this is settled, we’ll get a quickie divorce and you’ll be done with me.” Rebecca explained and it started to make at least some sense to you. “But until then, like it or not, our wagons are hitched to the other’s. Alright?”

#gxg #wlw #fem!reader #lesbian #rebecca welton #rebecca welton x reader #ted lasso #the proposal #hannah waddingham

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imminent-danger-came · 1 year

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[id: a drawing of amaya from the dragon prince. she faces the right and smiles under the sun. she holds janai’s sword and has a flower behind her hair. she is wearing the sunfire elf’s traditional proposal garb, rope with flowers on it. end id]

They’re getting married :)

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jessiphia-draws · 1 year

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Every year I draw my girlfriend and I + make a Spotify playlist for her!

But this year, something really really special happened 👀

#she PROPOSED!!#we're ENGAGED!!#lesbian #lesbian positivity #butch/femme #lesbian day of visibility #butch lesbian #femme lesbian #butch positivity #butch femme #queer #queer positivity #engagement #self portrait #Girlfriends #lesbian visibility day

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xxxdreamscapexxx · 6 months

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uhmmm how do you think wanda would go about proposing ? i feel like she would be really cute n nervous and maybe a little bit shy which isn't like her at all normally

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Oh, she will be so nervous! She's been preparing for months and she wants everything to be perfect.

She has a locked Pinterest wall where she saves all the rings she potentially likes, wanting to pick the perfect one for you. She also has a separate one for the wedding bands, because she wants a matching pair and she is so excited for the proposal, so she can finally show you all her ideas.

She wants to make the proposal itself very intimate and personal. She knows you wouldn't want to be stared at by strangers, so she takes you to a lovely vacation home with a private beach and she hides a camera, so she can capture the proposal itself and show it to everyone later.

She makes sure to exhaust you during the day, so when she seamlessly proposes that you take a nap in the afternoon, you wouldn't suspect it and she uses the moment you're asleep to prepare everything.

She puts up lights everywhere, decorates the spot she picked with flowers, she makes sure there's champagne in the fridge and romantic music playing. She will go all out. She'll spare nothing to make you feel special and loved.

When you finally wake up, she leads you out and you're so stunned by everything she did so far that you don't even see it coming when she drops on one knee.

She has a whole speech that she's been preparing for weeks, but when she sees you in the light of the sunset, surrounded by flowers and fairy lights, she almost forgets it all, she’s so nervous.

Her hands shake, but she manages not to fumble with the box, when she presents it to you and she proceeds to tell you that she loves you and that she wants to spend the rest of her life with you. That she will do everything in her power to make you happy every day that she is blessed by your presence.

Your knees almost buckle, you're so emotional and tears fill your eyes immediately, but you say the biggest yes, before you kiss her as hard as you can.

When she has the ring on your finger and you actually calm down at least a little, the two of you decide to spend the evening on the beach where she proposed, wanting to prolong this moment and remember every detail, sipping the champagne and sometimes dancing together to the music.

Wanda has the biggest grin on her face all night... All vacation actually and she's not afraid to show it.

She keeps telling you that you'll make such a beautiful bride, discussing gowns with you and telling you all her plans for the wedding. And she has so many!

The whole vacation and her proposal are one of your fondest memories and you are actually insanely happy that she taped it all, because you love to watch it. Sometimes she walks up to you, when you're watching something on your phone, only to see it's her proposal and her heart always melts. She always hoped you would love it, but never dreamed it would be that much. Not that she'd complain about that.

The day you said "Yes" to Wanda Maximoff for the first time is one of the happiest in your life and you feel the luckiest woman in the world for calling her your fiancé. It will only be topped by the day you finally get to call her your wife.

#writing #lesbian #wanda maximoff #wanda maximoff x reader #wanda maximoff x you #wanda maximoff fanfiction #wanda maximoff x y/n #scarlet witch #wedding proposal

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heartstopperthoughts · 2 years

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So I know Alice doesn’t know who is the one to propose, Nick or Charlie, and most of the internet seems to assume it would be Nick, which initially, yeah, I thought so too. But then I though more about it, and I’m here today to argue that it would be Charlie 1000% and here’s why:

Charlie is always the one that makes the first move. He’s the one that initiates their first kiss, he’s the one that asks if they’re labeling the relationship as boyfriends, and he’s also the one to say I love you first.

However, Charlie overthinks everything and then finally reaches a breaking point where he just goes for it in the most chaotic way possible. So I think he would probably spend a month after buying the ring agonizing over it and would finally just blurt out “Would you marry me?” at the most inopportune time, like maybe while they’re grocery shopping or in the middle of cooking dinner or just somewhere really unromantic (but because they’re Nick and Charlie it would end up being really romantic). And of course Nick already had these perfect plans to propose at the hotel where they had their first kiss or at the beach where they went on their first date. But Charlie would chaotically beat him to it by just a few days.

#but then nick would pull a ring out of his back pocket #and they would be like that adorable lesbian couple #proposing at the same time lol #heartstopper #alice oseman #osemanverse #nick and charlie #nick nelson #charlie spring

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notbeingnoticed · 1 month

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@amandagianelloni @victoria.k.price

#lesbian #proposal #couple

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merakimade · 4 months

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At least she said yes.

#mine #me #san diego #photography #proposal #lesbians #dog moms #mama said yes

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the-lark-ascending69 · 1 day

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Lab kid Robin who was thought to be dead by the lab at age 15 during an experiment gone wrong and was "discarded" and then found by the russians. They couldn't quite make their own supernatural kids but they might as well "recycle" this one. They had to compete with the other american kid somehow.

So they kinda brainwash her and send her to the school so she can get closer to the gang and try to kill El.

Accidentally getting adopted by Joyce Byers was not part of the plan but she's not complaining.

#lab kid Robin AU #feauturing: El happy to find another ''sister''#edgy indie jonathan trying to show Robin his ''real music'' for super special 'not-like-the-other-boys' boys #extremely well-calibrated gaydar Will vs. frustratingly bad gaydar Robin who couldn't recognize a lesbian if she was proposing to her #awkward but supportive Hopper who always drives her to and back to school thinking something about this girl's behavior feels oddly familiar #and surprisingly protective Nancy who despite going through a rough patch with Jon she shows up at Joyce's door almost every day to hang out #with this new weird girl whom she's sure has some connection to the lab and Nancy must prove her theory despite having no proof #also she's really pretty #yeah theres ronance in this but it comes later

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