The Marriage Life Meme

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marriage life meme
(condensed version)

rules:
* post with your character's name and series in the comment title along with any preferences or notes.
* taggers, go to RNG and roll between 1 and 3, or choose one of the prompt selections down below.
* head back to RNG or go there if you haven't already and roll between 1 and 5, or choose a prompt of your own.
* play out the sequences relevant to that of a married lifestyle.

1. proposal {
1. park - you've been planning this proposal for awhile and have taken your sweetheart to a nice secluded area in the park. are they going to say yes or leave you in the dust?

2. house - dimmed lights, candles, home made dinner. it's obvious you've fixed yourself up for something tonight. let's see if your lover catches on before the question is popped.

3. public event - perhaps you're one who wants to gain a lot of attention; maybe your significant other doesn't as much. either way, this goes from writing their message in the sky with an airplane to something like a flash mob ensemble with others involved.

4. restaurant - nothing romantic like taking them out somewhere ritzy and hiding the rings in that glass of expensive wine.

5. car - you've driven them somewhere nostalgic or meaningful either to you or each other, or perhaps just a good view overlooking the city cause maybe you had no other idea how to do it or couldn't afford anything else.

2. marriage {
1. traditional - both parties have agreed and said yes, and everything goes well just like in the fairy tales you've always dreamed of.

2. arranged - you had no say so in this but somebody else like your parents did. you've never seen this person before until you walk down the aisle. what are your thoughts? are you nervous? what if you two don't get along? looks like you have to deal with it either way. enjoy?

3. elope - nothing fancy. you know, they do make drive thru chapels or perhaps you're just going to experience the excitement of meeting up at the court. all and all, it doesn't matter, just so you have your sweetheart to yourself.

4. shotgun - congrats, somebody is pregnant. there's only one more thing left to do now..

5. disaster - looks like somebody forgot the rings! never mind the fact the maid of honor is having a wardrobe malfunction or that soon to be father in law is causing a scene of some sort.

3. after marriage {
1. honeymoon night - self explanatory! come on, you know what this means. it just wouldn't be the same without this option.

2. new addition - it could be a pregnancy or bringing home a new child, or something as simple as a new pet goldfish.

3. house purchase - after months of living in a trashy apartment, you're both about to sign the dotted line and move into your new place.

4. argument - deep, relationship sort of arguments or something petty like who drank all the milk; it's up to you!

5. divorce - somebody has had enough of this and is ready to move on. how will it all go down?

Comments

[nothisvessel]

"You didn't do anything wrong." He shrugged before getting up. He snagged his cellphone off the nightstand, looking down at his wedding ring. "I'm gonna take a shower and call mom. She said she had something for us...for the house. I'll probably run and get it." He looked everywhere but at Dean before walking into the bathroom.

[armed_dropout]

"Oh....ok yeah. I'll go online or something, start researching," he mumbled, trying to ignore the way the warm feeling on his lips felt oddly familiar. He got to his feet and started down the hall, opening the laptop on the coffee table he somehow knew was his. It seemed like the longer he spent here the more weird flashes of familiarity would run through his mind. If this was part of the spell he had to move quick before he forgot that he didn't belong here.

[nothisvessel]

He shut the bathroom door, leaning against it before getting in the shower. He washed off, humming softly to himself. A little bit later he got out, pulling a towel around his waist before walking into the bedroom.

He looked down at his phone, setting it down. He could wait to call his mom. Its not like he didn't have the whole day off.

[armed_dropout]

"So I work at a garage, huh?" Dean called out from the living room as he typed away, growling in frustration when he reached another dead end. "What do you do for a living?"

[nothisvessel]

"Yeah you work with dad!" He called back, dropping the towel as he dug through the dresser for clothes. "I went to Stanford and got my law degree. I work family cases now mostly. Abuse and stuff like that."

[armed_dropout]

"Yeah?" He couldn't help smiling a little at that. "You were going to Stanford in my world too, you were about to start law school when you left. Your girlfriend died and you went off with me and quit school..."

[nothisvessel]

He paused, listening to Dean. "Who was my girlfriend?" He called out, laughing and shaking his head. "I've only ever dated one girl before. Her name was Jessica." He pulled on a pair of boxers and then jeans over that. He left off the shirt as he walked into the room. "Any luck?" He asked sadly, leaning over Dean to look on the laptop.

[armed_dropout]

"That would be her, yeah." He shook his head at how weird that was. "And no, no luck yet. Turns out magic doesn't really work here so much.."

[nothisvessel]

"Yeah we broke up right before the party where you kissed me. She's come out to visit a few times since then. We're still close." He pulled back slowly. "She was actually going to come out a few weeks ago, but her boss is a dick. She swears he is evil." He laughed before grabbing water from the fridge and sitting down. "Crowley makes her work her ass of, but what can I say? He pays good."

[armed_dropout]

Dean froze at that, looking up at Sam like he'd grown a second head. "Crowley?! Crowley? You're fucking kidding me...." he shook his head. "Alternate universes are fucked. Well I'm just happy you haven't called the white coats or worse, Dad since I started talking what probably sounds like crazy to you."

[nothisvessel]

"Do you know Crowley in...your world?" He was still trying to get used to the fact that this wasn't his husband. And to be honest he was almost 100% sure that he would probably never see him again. "I love you. I'm not going to call anyone about it because...I couldn't. It does sound crazy. I won't lie, but...I can tell. Little things. You...you can't even look at me most of the time."

[armed_dropout]

"Yeah, I mean in the sense that we've tried to kill each other a lot, he's a demon." Dean shook his head, not really wanting to think about that man right now. He frowned hearing Sam's comment and finally looked up at him. "You kissed me earlier, didn't you?"

[nothisvessel]

"Yeah I did." He shifted, biting his lip. "I just...I woke up and we were wrapped around each other. You had your arm around me...we were holding hands, Dean." He shook his head and looked away. "I'm sorry. I won't do it again."

[armed_dropout]

"No," he shook his head, "no I'm sorry. That's not gonna help this situation, I'm sorry I did that...I musta been really asleep." How was he supposed to justify that? He thought the muscular clearly male body next to him was a girl? He never cuddled, not ever.

[nothisvessel]

"Dean you were asleep. Its not like you could exactly help it. Plus..." He started before shaking his head quickly. "Nevermind."

[armed_dropout]

"No," he perked up a little, "it's ok man, just talk alright?"

[nothisvessel]

He chewed on his lip for a moment, playing with the bottle in his hands before setting it down on the table. Of course then he reached to start twisting his wedding band but when his fingers couldn't find it he looked down and remembered he had taken it off.

"I wanted to, Dean. I just...I miss you so much and you were asleep. I...I shouldn't have done it, but all I could think of was that maybe if I did you would be /YOU/..."

[armed_dropout]

Dean looked down, ashamed that he'd kissed him back and not because it was disgusting, but because it might have gotten Sam's hopes up. "I'm sorry....I'm really really sorry. I'm sorry I held you while I was sleeping, I'm sorry I....I really did call you baby didn't I?"

[nothisvessel]

He nodded, still biting his lip. "Its like...the more you're here the more you remember. I just...please don't hate me, but I want you to. I want you to remember." He swallowed hard, staring down at his hand. "I want my husband back."

[armed_dropout]

He cringed, but how could he blame Sam? He'd lost the person who meant the most to him...Dean had too. "I don't hate you Sam and yeah...yeah I think that's what's happening. But Sammy, you gotta understand I'm not remembering things, because I never knew this dude. This wasn't my life. That bitches spell might make this reality for me and I'd forget my old life.."

[nothisvessel]

He shrugged, refusing to meet Dean's eyes, to actually look at him. "I've already accepted I'm not getting him back. You said it yourself, magic isn't real here. You just...if you get stuck....I'll make things easier on you."