#Types of Marriages

[mplanetleaf]

Weird Marriages in Hinduism | సనాతనధర్మంలో ‘వింత పెళ్ళిళ్ళు’

[papayasector]

Aura.

[heavenbarnes]

Just thought abt olderbf!simon fucking you in his rugby/football jersey and growling right in your ear something about giving you a pretty ring on your finger and his last name

there is nothing older bf!simon wants more than to see “RILEY” across your back as he’s hitting it from behind.

it’s only sunday morning local-rec-over-21’s rugby. it’s nothing special.

but there is you on the side lines, so cold he can see your breath and wrapped up in one of his thicker jackets.

he likes the way you smile and do a little jump when it’s a penalty for his team.

and he likes that little frown you get when someone tries to take him off at the knees.

and he really likes the way you get a little dazed when he’s tackling sorry bastards across the grass.

that same dazed look you get when he comes off the pitch covered in mud and smelling like sweat. when you pass him a towel and tell him to shower at home.

which is actually code for “get me home now and i’ll do that thing you like”

and it leads him to this, bending you over on the bed so he can see his last name stretched across your shoulders and imagine what it’ll be like when it’s finally yours.

he can feel the caveman-primal-madness coursing through him when he sees you with his name on his back. inexplicably hard at the thought-

the thought of you as his.

and whilst he hasn’t got it all planned out yet, he can pretend like he does. when he presses his chest to your back so you can hear his voice loud and clear.

“y’all mine? hmm? get t’keep y’forever? till death n’all that?”

[rinmemesuoka]

you can be gay in the big major developer farm sim games now so indies are gonna need to start putting some fuckin butches and milfs and fat people in their romanceable cast like come ON. I can gay marry a skinny femme 20-something in story of seasons in fact my ONLY options, typically, are skinny femme 20-somethings. i shouldn't be stuck with 9/10 skinny femme 20-somethings and one "mature" bachelorette with maybe one visible wrinkle (if any) in indie games of all things.

[asvidema]

hansry week, day 5 - wedding

[phoenixyfriend]

I need more of those "Jango is Mand'alor" AUs to include "he makes Satine and Obi-Wan get married, For Alliance Reasons"

[pricesprettyprincess]

The roots of desire 18+

Parings:“ex”-husband!price x fem!reader

Warnings: jealous!price, ex- husband price, unprotected sex, piv, oral sex (fem receiving), thoughts of baby trapping, creampie, crumb of angst, workaholic price, right hand man!Simon Riley, use of dating apps, rough sex, porn little with plot, breeding kink, mentions of kids, obsessed price, slight Age gap reader is in late 20s and John is 35. Daddy kink. Lemme know if I missed something

Word count: not sure 🤔

Summary: It’s been 4 months since you gave John the divorce papers, deciding you couldn’t take the stress of his job anymore. He’s not signing those papers and dragging the process out. Price is a man of his word “ till death do us part” and doesn’t intend on letting your outburst continue.

Authors note: I love ex-husband!price so much I had to write about it. Also this is my first story, I’m sorry if it’s bad🙏

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆

It’s been four months since you starting an attempt at divorcing John price. John has been insufferable, he’s dragging out every step of the process since receiving the papers. You’ve tried talking to him but it’s one sided just him laughing you off and hanging up. You end up calling your lawyer for advice turns out point less as he informs you that “ it’ll cost more in court fees to fight him on this, better to wait him out. But It’s your choice I’ll have your back”. Unfortunately you have to take a loss on this, you can’t afford court prices at the moment you don’t pay bills and are still living in your previously shared home with John you just don’t want to spend unnecessary money. You’re not going to let John ruin the rest of your day though, you pull out your phone and sign up for one of those dating apps, tinder. A nervous swarm of butterflies flutter in your abdomen, or is it guilt. Technically you’re still a married woman, should you be doing this? you let that question halt you just for a beat. You’re going through with this, your ‘husband’ isn’t getting in the way of you finding a new man.

You make your profile using the best pictures of your self that you can find, some selfies and photos you took during travel some that John took . You catch yourself almost using your married name. Old habits die hard you guess. But you instantly match with a man his name is Clark, dark brown hair with eyes to match, slight build and works for a carpenter business, he’s younger than John. A career that won’t have you pacing your home wondering if he’ll make it back home to you. You deeply inhale- calming yourself down as the memories creep their way up back up to the surface. You set up a date with Clark for tonight at a quiet restaurant downtown. He’s sweet, lets you ramble on about your mundane life, indulges in your favorite activities. Another plus he’s not John.

Deciding to take your ring off was the hardest part of moving on, you hadn’t taken it off even when you delivered the divorce papers to his office . Breathing out in a huff you leave it a top your drawer , stepping back and looking at yourself in the mirror. You’re wearing a baby blue dress with a slit going down your right thigh. You hair is in a side part with messy bun, you put on your favorite pair of earrings with a matching necklace , a pair of white pumps and your ready for your date.

As you spray on your perfume the phone rings ,the contact name “ my love J.P” slides across the screen, “damn I forgot to change that” you mutter, weighing your options about accepting the call. Biting your lip- You let it go to voicemail, if he has something to say he could text you.A text that doesn’t come and with that you give yourself one last look in the mirror before you grab your purse and your keys. You just met him and as a safety precaution you’d like to have your own way home.

When you get there Clark is already at the table, when he looks up a flash of surprise pleasantly comes across his features and he hurriedly stands up to greet you. “You look stunning” he’s saids as he pulls out your chair for you “ thank you” you whisper out, taking a seat. The dinner goes smoothly with Clark he listens and it feels like he gets you, lucky he doesn’t ask you about your past love life. You’re not quite ready for that conversation yet. The waiter comes around to take your order. You ordered one glass of white wine and a Parmesan crusted steak, Clark trusted you judgment and did the same. In the end you two plan a second date and part ways at the parking lot. You give him a quick peck on the cheek and thank him for dinner. He helps you into your car, closes your door and sees you off with a wave. A gentleman. The date went by without a hitch very pleasant evening you enjoyed with a handsome man. You must admit that the pictures don’t do him justice, the man was a work of art . Not John but You could get used to this you think.

The drive home is nice and quiet. You listen to your favorite song. Take in the lights of your beautiful city. But like all quiet peaceful things it comes to an end - Another incoming call from your ex husband this time you answer with a sigh “What do you want price” John hums “That’s no way to greet your husband sweetheart” Another annoyed sigh escapes your lips “ how was your date? “ the question hangs in the air like a challenge, a threat. Daring you. “ John-” you try and articulate your words, almost feeling as though you’ve been caught doing something wrong. “ Didn’t think I’d find out love? Nothing gets past me” You just want to hang up on him but his voice- the deep raspy sound keeping your hands planted on the steering wheel. You hate the way he affects you. You hate the way you love it. You finally get out “ I don’t have to explain myself to you, John “. John laughs at that, “cute” he thinks. “ you’re a married woman, out with other men darling. It wounds me .” You look at the phone in disbelief “ I wouldn’t be a “married” woman anymore if you grant me my divorce “ he lets you words and in the air, silence on both ends of the call but much louder than words. “ you look so good in that dress darlin', you know that my favorite color on you “ you blush and nervously bite your lip “ john how do you know what I’m wearing “ that response earns another laugh, one that shoots straight to your core. You’re thighs clench “Ghost, darlin’ he’s the best at surveillance” he’s starting to get you, just like he wants. He loves to make you angry and upset with him. Then he’d swoop in and fuck it right out of you “Listen don’t keep tabs on me, we’re through. Next time we talk it should be discussing the split of our assets“ You’ve had enough of his insanity and hang up the call. He’s going to remember that later

You step out of the car drained from the day. Making it to your porch, you realize the door is unlocked. Immediately on edge but you try and chalk it up to your being forgetful. As soon as you walk over the threshold of your home you notice a light on in your living room, reviving the fear you had previously.“Hey darling” a familiar voice sends a shiver down your spine. One that sends another jolt between your thighs. You turn towards the intruder “Now you're breaking into my house” John huffs out clearly annoyed, he steps dangerously closer to you “Our house, the one I pay for birdie.” You choose to ignore that comment “What are you doing here” his hands roam over your figure down to place his hands on your hips grabbing at the flesh there. A blissful sigh escapes your parted lips. How is he doing this to your body so easily? You pout. You want to blame the wine from earlier . John takes a deep inhale into your neck “ You wore my favorite perfume too, he gets all this sweetness while you’re husband waits for you at home” he tsks at you. Guilt slowly builds in your stomach along with your growing arousal as John brings his hands lower, you don’t stop him- too lost in his touch.

“ John” you warn weakly as he continues to touch you. Kissing your neck and sucking-licking, you whine and grab at his shirt. Then suddenly he steps back hands falling off your waist. “ Well, I’ll be going now, unless you want me to stay” John looks at you a smirk plastered on his face. You want to tell him off, tell him that he’s an asshole and to get out of your house. But these 4 months with no one to satisfy your desires has you acting out of character “ John please” you say weakly your voice betraying you “Please what birdie? Tell me what you need” A light chuckle falls from his soft Scotch-tasting lips “ John please touch me make me yours again, stay with me” With that John lifts you, instinctively you let your legs wrap around his waist. He carries you down to your bedroom “You never stopped being mine lovie” he saids with a kiss you your forehead “I’ll take care of you don’t you worry”

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ 18+++

You're not sure how you got here laying sprawled out on John’s tongue, completely bare for him. Whining and crying out his name like a prayer. A never-ending chant, you’d think if someone were to hear this they’d believe you were a devout believer in the church of John Price. You are. The smug bastard gripping onto your thighs pushing you further on his tongue. “ please- don’t stop I’m so close “ John increases the sped of his ministrations, pushing two of his thick fingers into your sopping hole, scissoring “Bloody hell- so wet love, go head cum for me” you cry out as your release washes over you, a high pitch ring pierces your ears. “ there you go baby, that’s it I got you “ he lets you ride out your high “ he kisses his way up your spent body, you feel something cold slip onto your finger- your wedding ring. A huge diamond it’s truly a beautiful piece of jewelry. John sits up admiring his work. Hickies littering your body, your juices running down your plump thighs, and your blissful fucked out face. John throws his clothes onto the floor, and his cock springs out thumping against his stomach. Hard and angry, it’s mouth-watering. You try a lift yourself wanting to reach out and touch it but John forces your body back down. You whine “Shh none of that love, I’m going to reconsummate our marriage” Your hole clenches around nothing at his words, feeling so empty “Please John” he kisses your lips, and hikes your legs up folding you in half. Then you feel his cock pushing into your entrance. You dig your nails into his back trying to ground yourself. “ Fuck- you’re so tight birdie, ease up” you breathe out slowly letting your body relax. When he finally fully bottoms out, he doesn’t wait for you to adjust his pace is mean, degrading, and demanding. Tears prick the corners of your eyes threatening to fall but John kisses them away “You can take it lovie, you feel so good”. His Hips stop John reaches over to the side table drawer taking his lighter and cigars out. You whine and plead for him to keep going, pressing at his chest . John just looks down at you as he lights his cigar and takes a drag of it, he blows the smoke in your face. You clench around him, “ Daddy please” That causes John’s cock to twitch inside you. That gives Price an idea of how he’ll keep you from trying to divorce him again in the future. He’ll give you a mini version of you. That way you won’t be bored when he’s out on deployment.he thinks boredom is the problem 🙄You should have kept your mouth shut because now his pace is truly unforgiving and ravenous as he tries to find that high sweet release. “ Fuck birdie” John grunts “I’m going to put a baby in you, you’re going to be such a good mommy ” Not registering his words still in your own blissful fucked out world - you moan out his name. “Daddy I’m so close” John lets the cigar hang loosely between his lips slowly puffing out smoke. He reaches his hands down between your sweaty bodies to harshly rub your clit “Give it to me birdie” and with a final thrust of his hips you’re cumming hard on his cock as a pornographic moan leaves your lips- your second orgasm comes down like a wave harder than before. John empties himself inside you and spurts of his cum come out in thick ropes. “ so fucking good love” he sets the cigar in an ashtray on the side table. “ you did so good for me, let’s get you cleaned up” he shifts to pull out you but you stop him and wrap your arms around his neck to pull him in “ just lay with me for a bit longer “ John hums and flips you over so that you’re laying on him without pulling out. He rubs you back and says “ Tomorrow we’re going to call up that lawyer and tell him we longer will be needing his services,” he says with a slight tap to your ass “Okay John” you say with a sigh. Safe to say that Clark never crosses your mind again. John won again like he always does .

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆

Simon in the meanwhile was deleting your profile off Tinder and informing Clark that if he values his life he won’t contact you again. He’s not doing this out of the goodness in his heart, no. Ghost services don’t come without a Price. He’s got some very intimate photos of you cumming on his captain's cock, some have Price’s thumb spreading apart your folds as his cum drips out of you. “ Fuck- captain your a lucky man,” he says through a ragged breath. Giving his cock one last tug before he releases into his hand with a groan.

⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆ ˚｡⋆ ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨♡୧⋆

/)/)

( . .)

( づ♡

Lemme know what you think!

My first time writing something like this advice would be appreciated.

[anbaisai]

Your recent drawing with Ace reminded me that Mayu also has a ship with him hshshs I’m actually curious about how their dynamic will be though when you release more content of them in the future!

also… ace kibty… orange cat energy…

This is an ask from months ago but 💀 since Shuu brought it up recently I finally gained the motivation to answer and draw something (referring to my last post)

BUT the gist of it is they're the very typical shoujo manga "besties-to-lovers" type of dynamic, with Ace being the type of guy who likes to bully and tease his crush (typical) and they're dumbasses who banter a lot. He's quite casual with physical touch, often just throwing an arm around her shoulders or just propping an elbow on her head like she's a convenient armrest. The one problem is Mayu is Oblivious™ to any of Ace's advances because she just assumes Ace treats every girl like this and she just happens to, unfortunately, be the only one around. She almost feels bad for him. Ace is also Tsundere and will deny it if someone else suggests his actions have any deeper meaning ("H-haaah? Who'd like her!"), so uh, good luck dude... Though despite how talented he is at unlocking her exasperated expression, they're still close friends who have each other's back ww

TL;DR They're very silly and dumb and the ship that's mainly comedy and I really need to draw more of them 💥

[thegracefulknight]

Last time it was Ranma on Reddit, now we got Akane on X /Twitter lol 😆 Akane, your tsundere-ness is showing! 🤭

[kinkycouple2020seven]

We’re on our annual anniversary trip out of town. It’s hot and sunny here in Florida. The resort pool is calling our name 🌞

[jdramasource]

WATASHI NO SHIAWASE NA KEKKON わたしの幸せな結婚 2023, dir. Tsukahara Ayuko

[lunarfuneral]

i just think mel being a really good person is what makes it so hot that she’d decide doing the wrong thing was worth it for him. she chooses to do what she wants and she wants him!

[satoblue]

imagining myself as clan head satoru’s runaway wife because he won’t give me the time of day so i flee from my seemingly cold husband but little do i know it is due to the fact he doesn’t want to get close or else he won’t ever be able to find it within himself stay away……..

[project-sekai-facts]

What line "against Japan's marriage laws" do you mean? I'm genuinely curious because I don't really remember anything like that (but it's been a while since I read that event)

this section from chapter 3 of An's wedding event. they're doing a wedding photoshoot but accidentally hire two models for the bride and no model for the groom, but they decide to go ahead anyway in spite of the gender. it doesn't seem like much on the surface but with the context of gay marriage not being legal in japan there's a little bit extra to that "gender has nothing to do with it" comment.

[zh4rkbyt3]

This is the first thing I’ve drawn since the start of the year and I’m not mad one bit

[ivymarquis]

Okay y’all know those reddit posts where the husband forces the wife into opening the marriage because he wants a free pass to cheat and she’s forced to say yes because the option is that or divorce? And then the husband legitimately expects the wife to just stay home and not do anything while he’s having fun because she loves him. And then eventually she decides if the relationship is open then she should probably find someone too, and then the husband is all shocked pikachu face about it and wants to close the relationship back up because “it’s different because Im sleeping with different women I don’t care about, and you’ve got an entire boyfriend so it’s cheating D<“

Meanwhile the boyfriend is a cinnamon roll who is totally trying to finesse the wife out from underneath the husband because she deserves better??? That he’d happily be committed to her and only her if she leaves him?

1) that shit butters my biscuit on so many levels

2) that concept, with Graves x Reader as the married couple with König as the boyfriend lmfao