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]

He shook his head, pushing his fingers through his hair roughly. He reached for the bottle, swigging back quite a lot before wiping his hand over his mouth. "I wouldn't have thought that. I've wanted us to have a family for...a long time." He pressed his fingers over his eyes, trying to stop the tears.

[armed_dropout]

"Me too..." he whispered, voice cracking as he tried to figure out who the hell he really was.? This was a guy, screw that this was his brother but the thoughts running through his head right now. He looked up at the other man with wide scared eyes. "Sammy..."

[nothisvessel]

"Yeah Dean?" He asked, dropping his hand and looking at the man. He saw the scared look and frowned. "I wish I could send you back. I...I'm sorry you got stuck with me."

[armed_dropout]

"Same goes for you...you had a good life and didn't deserve this.". He stood up and turned for the door, trying to ignore the tears in his eyes. "I should go, save you the pain of all this shit.". But that was his husband....brother....he couldn't leave him.

[nothisvessel]

"I don't want you to go." He slurred out before a sob broke out. "I can't live without you, Dean." He let the bottle slip to the floor, thankful it was close enough that it didn't tip over.

[armed_dropout]

"Shhh it's ok," he rushed forward, pulling him close. "You're still a lousy drunk."

[nothisvessel]

He turned, wrapping his arms around Dean. "Shut up, jerk." He managed to say through the tears. "I love you and...god, Dean." He pressed his face against Dean's shoulder.

[armed_dropout]

"I love you too," he whispered as his tears joined Sam's. "Don't even know what the hell that means anymore but I do."

[nothisvessel]

He lifted his head, leaning his forehead against Dean's. "I'm sorry." He whispered, looking into his eyes before slowly pulling away.

[armed_dropout]

"What am I supposed to do Sammy?!" he whimpered softly. "What do you want me to do?"

[nothisvessel]

He watched Dean, hating to see him so upset. "I want you to be happy." He whispered, reaching out and cupping his face.

[armed_dropout]

He let out a weak laugh, part of him wanted to pull away while the other part wanted to lean into the touch. Instead he just remained frozen. "I don't know how to do that..."

[nothisvessel]

"And I can't tell you how. Just...do what you want, Dean. Whatever you want." He slowly stood up, legs unsteady from the alcohol. He bent, pressing his lips to Dean's forehead.

[armed_dropout]

"I don't know what I want," he admitted. "Because I can't remember how to draw devil's traps and I don't remember how to recite an exorcism but I remember our honeymoon and I don't know what to do with all this."

[nothisvessel]

"You can't forget, Dean. I promised I wouldn't let you. I..." He took a deep breath, closing his eyes. "Just try..." He knew it wouldn't work though and he didn't know what hurt worse. That he'd lost his husband or that this man was so reluctant to remember a life together with him.

[armed_dropout]

"Just try what? When I try to remember I feel like somebody is shoving needles into my skull."

[nothisvessel]

He winced at that. "I...damn it." He clenched his fists, pulling away. "I can't help you. Damn it I just..." He closed his eyes. "I just want it all to go back to normal."

[armed_dropout]

"Well if this keeps going you'll get that," he mumbled, looking down.

[nothisvessel]

"I didn't mean like that!" He slurred. He couldn't do this. He could sit here and see Dean cry, couldn't know that there was nothing he could do to help. He bent, grasping the bed so he wouldn't fall over before grabbing the bottle off the floor. Then he walked out, stumbling down the hallway as he started chugging the remainder of the bottle.

[armed_dropout]

Dean rushed after him, wrapping his arm around his brother's waist so he wouldn't fall while the other took the bottle away. "No more for you, you're done...you're gettin in bed."

[nothisvessel]

"No Dean I'm fine." He leaned back into his brother's arms slightly though, closing his eyes as he eyed the bottle.

[armed_dropout]

"No you're not, bedtime Sasquatch.". He started dragging him back to the bed room, pulling back the covers before he carefully set him down.

[nothisvessel]

He sat on the edge of the bed, slightly glaring at Dean before pulling his shirt off and dropping it on the floor.

[armed_dropout]

"Stay," he patted Sam on the head, leaving and returning a minute later with a water bottle. "Drink. And I'm calling your office and telling them you got food poisoning at the party, you aren't going in tomorrow."

[nothisvessel]

"Dean..." He looked up at the man, frowning before taking the bottle of water. Finally he just nodded. He knew nothing he said could change Dean's mind. "At least Michael likes you enough to say yes. I'll probably get bitched at later though." He mumbled before taking a drink of the water and setting the bottle on the table next to his ring.