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

[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.

[armed_dropout]

He frowned a little at the ring, a flash of hurt running through his eyes but he quickly covered it up. "You need to rest and no more drinking for you, you're better than getting drunk at 2 in the afternoon. Do you want me to stay in her with you or do you want some peace?"

[nothisvessel]

"Doesn't matter..." He mumbled, finally laying down and curling up. "It'll...just happen again. You'll freak out if you wake up next to me again." He turned away from Dean, pulling the blankets around him and pressing his head beneath a pillow.

[armed_dropout]

"Yes or no Sam," he sat down on the bed. He was scared but he didn't want to leave his brother...husband alone.

[nothisvessel]

"Stay." He mumbled into the pillow. He kept at the edge of the bed though, leaving tons of room for Dean.

[armed_dropout]

Dean just let go at that point, fighting hurt to much. He curled up behind Sam, wrapping his arms around him. "Grt some rest Sammy."

[nothisvessel]

He tensed when he felt Dean wrap his arms around him, but he closed his eyes. It really didn't take long for him to fall asleep.

[armed_dropout]

Dean held him close and followed him into sleep within minutes.

[nothisvessel]

A few hours later he woke, moaning loudly as his head started pounding. "Fuck..." He groaned.

[armed_dropout]

Dean groaned right along with him, mostly cause somebody had just yelled "fuck" really loudly in his ear. "Shut up!". He grumbled, pulling the blankets over himself.

[nothisvessel]

He nudged Dean for yelling. "You shut up!" He grumbled before turning over and pressing his face into Dean's shoulder, hiding his eyes. "To fuckin bright." He hid under the blankets as well.

[armed_dropout]

"Then you better shut the blinds!" He yelled even louder, but in the end took pity on the poor guy and pulled the covers over Sam's head too so they were both safe from the evil sun.

[nothisvessel]

"Never drinking again." He whined softly before pressing closer, bumping his head under Dean's chin.

[armed_dropout]

"Gonna hold you to that," he chuckled, "nothing stronger than dr pepper for you from now on."

[nothisvessel]

He smiled against Dean's neck, shaking his head. "Try telling dad that. Man always gives me a beer when we go over there."

[armed_dropout]

"Then we'll just have to tell him wittle Sammy can't handle his alcohol and has been banned from the stuff, he'll stop if I ask him to..."

[nothisvessel]

"I am so fixing to kick your ass." He grumbled, pinching Dean's side lightly.

[armed_dropout]

"Oh!" Dean squeaked and tried to move away from him in bed while still staying under the covers. "Screw you."