#melaine graves

[geordikisser]

my idol!redactedverse hcs

groups:

angel baabe & sweetheart ( ollie as manager )

treasure lovely & darlin’ ( vincent as manager )

smartass cutie & honey ( aaron as manager )

freelancer damien & hux ( lasko as manager )

gav & caelum ( lasko also as manager )

angel would be main vocalist, baabe on instruments, & sweetheart as the choreographer/lead dance

lovely would be main vocalist, treasure would be a secondary vocalist & darlin’ would be choreographer ( fan service ,,, )

cutie would be lead singer ( bite me . ), smartass would be secondary vocalist & honey would on instruments

freelancer as main vocalist & choreographer , huxley as guitarist & damien as drummer

caelum as main vocalist & gavin on instruments

☆ initially, everyone would have their own genres ngl but i want to leave that up to your interpretations / preferences !

☆ shaw security is partnered by each industry for safety purposes

☆ vega & kody is good here please let me have this. they’re just huge fans of gav & freelancer as a couple ,,,, plea s e .

☆ quinn is like gideon graves to darlin’s ramona lmao

☆ william is the ultimate manager of the idol industry that owns them all ,,,

☆ most the the redacted boys are unaware of their lovers idol business or haven’t seen any content of it personally

☆ lovely & angels group def make sexo music lawl ,,, cutie & honey as well, smartass couldn’t partake due to them needing yk a job still ü .

my personal genre hcs for the groups:

angels: soul laced w/ pop, alternative r&b ( examples: steve lacy + frank ocean )

lovelys: electro/alternative pop ( examples: melaine martinez + paramore )

cuties: alternative pop w/ classical music ( examples: arctic monkeys + lana del rey + laufey )

freelancers: electro/alternative pop + alternative metal ( example: britney spears mix with deftones sorta )

caelums: they would make subliminal & lullaby music lmao

lmk if u have any questions on my hcs ^_^ if u make any content with this use tag #idol!redactedverse if you make any content with inspiration from this post >:-p

[squirrelwrangler]

“Wall the Heart” - One of my favorite scenes:

Grief, Thingol reminds himself, grief has removed our armor, will make us feel and think things we shall regret. One of Thingol’s councilors enters, Daeron at his heels. Both have grave faces. “There was another attack, in the corridors of the palace set aside for the various refugees. One of the elves from Mithrim turned and started killing the injured Laegrim that were sleeping there. Luckily one of the healers heard the noise and was able to stop the man. He won’t explain why he did it before he died, only whispered the name of the Belegruth before he died. The people are badly frightened.” Long pause. “Among the dead were injured children, and some of their surviving lords.” A longer pause. “I have spoken to some of the Laegrim; they no longer trust the safety of Menegroth. Many are planning to return to Ossiriand.” "How many died?" the king asks and wonders why he thought his weariness would subside when he reach the walls of his home. His people no longer trust him to provide safety. As Daeron reads out the list of the dead, Thingol doesn’t hear the names. Ithilbor is the only one that stick in his mind, one of the Wise among the Laegrim, whose loss will be keenly felt. All Elu hears is his own thoughts. My people of whom chose me as their king, even after I had been lost to them, left them alone to face dangers without the guidance I promised them, who still chose me when I returned, and I have failed them. I have failed. I could not save Denethor. I could not save his family. I cannot even save his people. I have failed as king. I owe their trust in me to never fail again. "What of this man - did he come with the last group of refugees under Eredhon? Was there a connection, could he have been working under his lord’s orders?" Is there any answer to this more concrete than just a shadow of the Dark One’s malice that Melian sees hanging over the world? Elu cannot swing a sword at the impressions of shadows. "No," Daeron says, his tablet of reports in front of him like a shield. "The man was from a different group of Northern refugees, from the group fleeing from the plains north of Dorthonion. They never spoke to each other during their time here." The news brings the opposite of comfort. "Can we tell friend from foe?" Thingol demands, "know for sure who has gone over to the side of the enemy?" He stares directly at Melian, looks into the light of her eyes that usually burn as bright as the memory of the Two Trees. "I thought I could," the Maia answers in a soft voice, looking at her fingers that twist among themselves like so many serpents each trying to escape one another. "I thought Eredhon was truthful in that he had managed to evade Bauglir’s hand, that he would bring no harm to anyone." "And Linkwînen and others paid for our mistake." "You are too harsh, my husband," Melain says, but he brushes it off. "No. I was not harsh enough. I was naive, and thought no enemies could come to us in our home. That rats could not sneak behind our doors. I have been too trusting; I ignored the warning of my own kin," and here he nods towards Eöl, who looks up startled from his own dark corner, private personal nightmares gnawing at the young sword-smith’s mind. "I thought all our enemies would come in foul shapes, would look like wolves and orcs. I thought that an elf could not hurt another elf. And now my kin and my people have died for that folly.”

[osborgs]

Denunciado por estupro, Felipe Prior é acusado de assédio sexual em festa

<span class="hidden">–</span>CAPRICHO/Sestini/Reprodução

Segundo informações de Léo Dias, Felipe Prior foi acusado de assédio sexual por duas jovens em uma festa em Brasília. As mulheres registraram boletim de ocorrência, entretanto o ex-BBB nega as acusações e uma amiga do arquiteto contou outra versão dos fatos.

De acordo com as mulheres, Felipe apalpou o corpo delas. Ao perceber o contato indevido, uma delas disse: “Tire a mão de mim”. Elas tentam ir em direção ao caixa do evento, mas Prior teria se aproximado delas novamente.

“Você acha que eu sou o que?”, perguntou o paulista. Elas, então, responderam “estuprador”. Para quem não lembra, Felipe foi acusado de estupro e tentativa de estupro por três mulheres. Os casos ocorreram em 2014, 2016 e 2018. A Justiça aceitou as denúncias e os casos serão julgados em maio de 2021.

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Ainda, no boletim de ocorrência, os seguranças da festa pediram para que as jovens saíssem da balada. Na saída, houve uma confusão entre as supostas vítimas e outra mulher – que estava filmando a situação. Quando a jovem tentou impedir de a confusão ser gravada, a dona do celular deu um soco na cabeça dela. A jovem agredida foi encaminhada ao IML para fazer exame de lesão corporal.

Para Léo Dias, Prior negou veementemente todas as acusações e falou que também registrou boletim de ocorrência por ter sido chamado de “estuprador”. “Nunca fiz isso. Jamais passaria a mão em qualquer menino. Tenho até testemunhas que viram tudo”, explicou.

Nos Stories do ex-BBB, uma amiga chamada Jennifer Melaine deu a sua versão dos fatos, que contradiz o que as duas jovens disseram.

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“Estávamos saindo […]. Ele virou para mim e disse: ‘Olha como eu faço amizades’. Haviam duas meninas na nossa frente, e ele, com o braço, foi em cima delas. Em cima do ombro delas. Na hora que ele foi com o braço, já pediu desculpas. Elas continuaram gritando, falando, falando. E ele [pedindo] desculpas. E, nessa hora, elas gritando muito. Eu, inclusive, me assustei. Cheguei a empurrá-lo e falei pro Prior para irmos para a porta, para não gerar mais confusão. Nessa hora, uma menina pediu para tirar foto com Prior. Ele foi tirar a foto. Quando terminou, ela saiu pelo outro lado, por trás dele, e chamou ele de estuprador. E foi aí que o Prior realmente se exaltou. Ele ficou bravo. Até porque, essa é uma acusação muito grave. Ele pegou o celular dele e começou a filmar ela, pedindo para ela repetir o que havia dito. Basicamente, foi isso que aconteceu. Não houve assédio, não houve ele passar a mão em alguém. Isso não aconteceu”.

Esclarecimento nos storys do Felipe Prior!

Link: https://t.co/ipcnPvkWXLpic.twitter.com/EXHavWVkQ4

— Acesso Felipe Prior

(@AcessoPrior) December 22, 2020

Vamos aguardar e ver o que acontece!

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[superwolfiestar]

I’d would like you to meet (Gravesbeaks one shot fanfics)

In the town of Windsor, a black vehicle was driven and drove through a street of Windsor. Two male birds are inside, one is a parrot while the other is a hawk.

One is a tall, lanky parrot with gray feathers and dark stripes, yellow eyes surrounded by light gray feathers, thick eyebrows, combed hair. He wears a yellow shirt, tan pants and a grey cardigan.

Another is a muscular hawk, with dark and light gray hair and black eyebrows. He has a yellow and black beak and a light cream colored neck with dark spots. He is wearing a black suit with a black tie and a tie pin. He has yellow feet with black talons.

The hawk drove as they are on their way to their destination.

“So where did you live?” The parrot ask him.

“We live not quite far from the Windsor Castle Mark and it not actually that far.” The hawk reply to him back. “I live right between South field and Eton College.”

They keep driving as the grey parrot whose name is Mark stare at the outside the window. Watching the people of Windsor and Eton as they walk on the sidewalk, enter a shops or restaurants.

They turn left as they drove past Eton College and then keep driving. Then turn right as the hawk keep driving straight.

Mark boyfriend Falcon ask him if he would like to meet his family and staying at his childhood home for two weeks. Of course, Mark say yes. Mark haven’t met or seen Falcon family before. He amuse Falcon live in Duckburg but when he told him that he actually live in Windsor Eton. He was quite surprised to hear that his boyfriend live in United Kingdom. Although he remembers seeing a photo of his beloved beefy boyfriend when he was little hawk boy but that photo was taken in the years of the 1990s. So he didn’t know what they look like right now today.

He was quite nervous to meet them for the first time of his life. What if they didn’t like him? Should he greet them in the British accent? When he’s drinking tea, should he let out a pinkie like how British people does? What if they hate the way he wears? Should he wears something nice and elegant?

“We’re here” Falcon announced. They then turn right and drove past the black gate that was automatically open up by itself and close once they enter the ground. Mark look through the window and saw a beautiful mansion, the mansion designed in the high-medieval Gothic and Medieval style. And plus, the mansion itself is giving him a Windsor Castle vibe.

Falcon drove around the mini water fountain. And Mark couldn’t believe his eyes of this sight he witnessed. When they both step out of the vehicle, a woman standing of the door entrance of the mansion. A golden retriever dog dressed in the butler suit walk up to them.

“Welcome home Master Falcon,” he smiled at him and spoke in the british accent. “It's good to see you again.”

“Roland! Nice to see you again, how is my mother and sister?” Mark can see the look on Falcon face, if seen that she was happy to see him again.

“They are very healthy and lovely ladies Master Falcon.” The butler reply.

A hawk woman whose is probably the same height like Mark, she wore a bright green shirt dress - an incredible offering from collar to circle skirt. Cuffed sleeves, textured brown buttons, a self belt, and pockets contribute both to the retro vibe of this stunning. Her dark gray hair style was short right above her shoulder, she wore a pearl necklace and pearl earring, on her feet was a soft pink heels.

A woman who’s possibly his mother stepped down and greet Falcon. “Hello sweetie, welcome back my little Gravesy!!!” His mother kissed him on both sides the cheeks.

“Gravesy?” Mark snore at the funny nickname his mother gave him.

“Mother,” Falcon groan. “must you call me that?”

“Why of course my dear little Gravesy, and I will call you whatever I want. Anyway, have you been eating lately since you came here? Are you healthy? You look a little bit fat since I last saw you…”

“Mother!” Falcon exclaimed in embarrassment. His face goes red like tomatoes.

Mark chuckle, he never seen him so embarrassed of his life.

“Ahh, so you must be Mark beaks.” The Mother turns her head to look at him. “The one who captures my dearest Gravesy heart.” Like she did to Falcon, she smooch both sides of his cheek.

“Come, let go inside and have a nice cup of tea and biscuits. Your sister will join us later after she get dressed.”

They walk inside the mansion as the butlers take all of their suitcases out of the vehicle.

They step inside the beautiful victorian style foyer. The floor tiles was a beautiful cream marble design, a red carpet that lead to the empty room what could be a ballroom. On their right was a brown historical Victorian staircase that lead to the second floor. On their left was another open room that have two sofa sitting across to each other and a wooden round table in the center of the room.

“You boys wait in the green drawing room, I will prepare a nice cup of tea and biscuits for us to eat. And Falcon dear, will you be so kind to lead your boyfriend in the green room? you two must be hungry from that long plane ride.” The mother of Falcon began heading to the kitchen as Falcon lead his parrot boyfriend to the green drawing room.

“Oh! And boys.” The mother turned her head around and face them. “Please don’t do something naughty when I gone.” She let out a laugh as she left the room.

“Mother!!!!” Falcon blush red in embarrassment as he exclaimed.

The butler carry all their suitcases and heading up the room where they are going to sleep in as the couple head to the green room. Falcon lead him where he is, they turn their left and head straight until Falcon turn left and open the brown door.

Inside the room was decor in green and the decoration and furnishing of the rooms and the entire floor in this room is covered with deep red carpet. The interiors were decorated with a selection of green and gold furnishings, fittings and some of the finest 18th and early-19th century French works. A single beautiful chandelier dangling on the top of the ceiling where two green sofas and the brown table in the middle between the sofas. About four 18th and 19th century painting that was painted in historical time.

Mark was overwhelmed by the dazzling splendor. Never in his life has he seen just majesty. The room is so wonderful and very royalty. They enter the green drawing room, Mark Beaks gently touch the furniture of the room, and feel the texture. The feel of the deep red carpet that his feet are touching are so smooth and comfortable.

“This is my favorite part of rooms in the mansion.” Falcon began to speak. “Whatever my parents hosted a parties or other special event, I use to come here alone(sometimes with my siblings and cousins) and spend time here in the green drawing room. My father is a big fan of the Windsor Castle growing up. When he is older, have enough money and became rich, he will build an amazing mansion inspired by the Windsor Castle and everything and then live there.” He explains.

Mark sat down on the green sofa, the comfortable and soft cushions he felt. “Can’t believe you live here,” Mark exclaimed then chuckle. “Why go to that old castle when your home is literally a castle!”

They both laugh together as the door was heard open gently. They turn and face to the open.

They see another hawk woman who is almost taller than Mark, wore ruched V-neck and shorts sleeves, an exclusive, hand-drawn print of butterflies and flowers with bright pops of color, and a comfortable gathered waist, this bright red A-line. Her dark gray hair was beautiful curl and one of the curls is sitting on her left shoulder, on her feet was a red heel.

Mark have no idea who she is, but when he looked at Falcon, a smile appear on his face, it is seen that he knows who that girl is.

"Little Lotte, let her mind wonder." Falcon spoke out, got up from the sofa. “Little Lotte thought: Am I fonder of dolls or of goblins or shoes?" he said.

“Falcon…” A girl let out a small giggle. Mark was surprised that she know his boyfriend's name.

“Or of riddles of frocks?” Falcon continues as he smiles walking toward her.

"Those picnics in the attic." A girl walk down the few steps and began to speak.

“Or chocolate.” Falcon chuckle.

“Father playing the violin.” The girl smiled at him.

“As we read to each other dark story of the North." Falcon said.

"No, what I love best, Lotte said. Is when I'm asleep in my bed. And the Angel of Music sings songs in my head!" A girl began to sing as Falcon sing too created a beautiful harmony.

“The Angel of Music sings songs in my head!” They both sung.

"You sang like an angel today." Falcon complimented.

"Oh, Falcon," A girl voiced as she gave Falcon a big hug. "It's so good to see you big bro, I thought you won’t recognize me again." The girl stopped hugging Falcon.

"Recognize you? Melanie. How could I forget the girl who sang like an angel? Your voice is like the sound of an angel." Falcon complimented his little sister.

“Um excuse me, I hate to disturb this happy reunion. Um Falcon, bae.” Mark look at him with a sweet smile then a death glare at this mysterious girl. “Who is SHE!?”

“Oh right, Mark. This is my little sister. Melanie Elizabeth Graves.” Falcon greet him while Mark and Melanie shake hands with each other. Mark was relief, he’s glad that this girl is not his ex.

“It’s very nice to meet you Mark.” Melanie smile at him. “My dear big brother has told me all about you through his letters he sent me and mother.”

“Really?” Mark raised his eyebrows as he laughed.

“I hope you enjoy staying at our humble home for two weeks. Mother is hosting a welcome party in your honor you two.” Melanie informed the couple.

“Oh dear, it is seen that even I came back for a visit. I can’t escape the party.” Falcon joked.

“Don’t be so cynical.” The mother of Falcon walk in the green drawing room holding a tray of tea and biscuits, gently place them in the table. The mother and daughter sat next to each other right across from them.

“So where is Augustine anyway?” Falcon ask his sister.

“He’s at the Hospital working but he will come back before sunset.” Melanie reply, slipping a nice cup of tea.

“Mmm, nice biscuits you made Madam.” Mark took a bite of the biscuits. He didn’t call her “Mrs.” or “Miss”, wondering whether Falcon mother was in the married, widowed, or divorce state. An undefinable something about the room seemed to suggest that she’s a married woman, suggesting that her husband must be very wealthy and rich man afford this very expensive stuff.

“Oh oh oh, call me Martha sweetie.” Martha Graves reply with the giggle. “There’s no need to be formal.”

During their time, Falcon mother told stories about Falcon's childhood, and his little sister chimed in whenever possible to add humorous details she'd forgotten. Then the mother of the hawk got the baby photo album of Falcon from the bookshelf and was showing Mark Beaks pictures of a smaller, cute, and adorable Falcon in a cute british boy cloth riding on the wooden pony swing.

And the other that show little Falcon wearing what appears to be a school uniform sticking his tongue out while his older brother stand beside him on the left side of the photo rolling his eyes at him. Even though Falcon was easily and really embarrassed by these stories and pictures being shared with his boyfriend by his mother and sister, it was obvious to Mark that they loved him and were proud of him.

“That’s just adorable.” Mark said then he bust out of laughter when he saw a picture of baby Falcon laying on his tummy in the bed(probably his parents bed) bare naked.

“Oh gosh…” Falcon groan as his face went completely red as he buried his face with his hands.

“Excuse me to disturb madam but your older son Master Augustine Edward Graves have arrive from work Lady Martha.” The butler announces to her as another hawk man walk in wearing a suit with cream shirt inside and orange tie inside, he is almost taller than Falcon, he also have a 1980s hairstyle as well and his body is kinda beefy than Falcon as well.

“Well, well, well… why it isn’t my baby brother Falcon.” A man chuckle as Falcon also got up from his seat and walk over them.

“Hey there Gus, along time so see brother.” Falcon smile at his big bro, they both shake their hand and then hug each other.

“Gus?” Mark raise his eyebrows.

“Short for Augustine.” Melanie inform him, Mark now know why he call him Gus.

“And you must be my little brother boyfriend.” Gus walk over to Mark, he got up from the sofa and shook his hand.

“Hello, it’s nice to meet you.” Mark let out a smile.

“It’s very nice to meet you too. How is my brother? I hope he is treating you well?”

“He’s great and he treat me so nicely Gus.” Mark told him as the older brother sat between his mother and sister as the couple sat down together and continued chatting.

Mark Beaks smiled as his family goes on about Falcon from the past years and describe how he was back in when he was a little hawk. And later chat about their life and what they are doing.

Falcon family were very kind and welcome to him, but the only one he hasn’t met was his father. Where is he anyway? Why didn’t they talk about him? Mark began to wonder whether the father of Falcon is dead. But he didn’t hesitate to ask about him. Worry that he will brought that bad memory of him.

“I think I will get along with them just fine.” Mark Beak thought to himself as he turned to face Falcon and Falcon look at him and kiss him on his top beak and Mark return with a giggle.

Mark rest his head on his boyfriend shoulder.

“My handsome Gravesy.”

[superwolfiestar]

The Graves family portrait.

• Thomas Graves, the husband of Martha Graves, and father of three kids Augustine Graves, Falcon Graves, and Melanie Graves. He is the wealthy businessman who sells used cars for his used-car dealership Graves Motors whose company has succeeded well enough for him to be a rich man in Windsor. He is usually very absorbed in work and as such spends little time with his family.

• Martha Graves, the wife of Thomas Graves, the mother of three kids. She’s very religious woman and attends to church with her children(and sometime her husband as well) every Saturday. She’s a lovely mother and basically a stay home mom.

• Augustine Graves, the first Son of Mr. and Mrs. Graves, the brothers of Falcon Graves and Melanie Graves. Acting childish kind of I’m-the-leader thing.

• Falcon Graves, the second Son of Mr. and Mrs. Graves, the brother of Augustine Graves and Melanie Graves. He’s a smartest kid in his family, and love to read poets, mystery, and history.

• Melanie Graves, the first daughter of Mr. and Mrs. Graves, the little baby sister of Augustine Graves and Falcon Graves. She’s basically “mommy mini me”, and a girly girl type.

[superwolfiestar]

Something Old, Something New

Mark Beaks is feeling buzzing inside about an exciting new, him and Falcon are getting married this spring. The engagement couple and Mark parents gather to welcome Falcon family that just arrived from Mark Beaks own private Jet plane into Mark Beaks mansion for the ceremony. Mark were so nervous meeting Falcon other families but his families were very kind to him.

“Hello mother,” Falcon kiss his mom on the cheek and did the same thing to his sister, and hug his older brother, then he welcomes his whole families in. “I’m glad that you can all be able to make it for the wedding.”

“Why I wouldn’t miss it for the world honey! My little Gravesy is getting married!!!” The Mother of the groom cried. “And, I hope you don’t mind but I brought someone who can help you plan your wedding, my dear older sister Olivia, she’s a wedding planner and have help many clients to help plan their wedding.” Martha Graves introduce his soon son-in-law to his older sister.

“Hello, it’s very nice to meet you.” Mark smile at his soon aunt-in-law.

“Hello there dear, I am so excited helping you plan you and my nephew's wedding! Don’t worry about the things.” She said. “I will make sure your wedding is perfect!”

In the living room, Mark was surrounded by a bunch of wedding magazines, different kinds of flowers, wedding cakes, and many more that you need for the wedding. He couldn’t believe that his whole living room have turn into a bridal store. He was sitting on the single sofa chair, Falcon aunt told him what his wedding should he like:

“We can do this! Oh and I was thinking about this wonderful amazing centerpiece I found on Pinterest, don’t you think this look lovely?”

Falcon aunt didn’t ask Mark what he wanted. Mark didn’t like what she suggestions, he didn’t like the different kinds of flowers she picked out, the wedding cake, and various colors and style.

Later that night after dinner, Mark went to his room, collapsed onto his soft bed. All this wedding planned with Falcon aunt is giving him a headache. Then, the door knock. Enter his room was one of his groomsmen, Fenton.

“Hey! I got your text. How was planning your wedding with your aunt?” Fenton asked, stepping into Mark bedroom.

“Not good,” Mark answered. “I don’t want to upset Falcon mom but I am not sure I like what Falcon aunt have planned and suggested.”

“Well, it’s your wedding! You should do what you want!” Fenton said.

“You’re right!” Mark exclaimed, “It my wedding, and I should do what I want! Thank Fenton!” So, Mark did his first wedding duties. He ask Fenton to be his best man.

“I would be honor!” Fenton smile.

Later that day, a female cheetah wearing a white shirt with one open button, black pants with belt wrap around her waist, and sunglasses walk inside Mark home.

Mark welcome her in, he was in a happy mood and because that he hire a designer to design his wedding suit. They began talking about the wedding suit while the designer showing a bunch of different style of wedding suits she design.

“Mark, I’d be an honor to design your dream wedding suit. What do you think about this one?” The designer said, showing Mark a picture of the suit she had design.

“Wow, Barbra.” Mark said. “This one is exactly how I image. It perfect!” He exclaimed.

In the other part of the mansion, Falcon and his older brother secretly planning the music for the wedding reception.

“Aunt Olivia will choose boring and 19th century music.” Falcon told his older brother.

“Yeah, remember Uncle Arthur wedding?” Gus said.

Falcon shakes his head up and down. “Yeah I remember, Aunt Olivia was his wedding planner and she chose a boring and lame music from centuries ago.” Falcon recall. “And I don’t want that happen at my wedding. The perfect music should be modern and jazzy. It should make everyone feel like dancing!”

After everyone had gone to bed at night, Mark sneaked into his kitchen to work on the reception menu with Melaine. They began, changing the food menu that Falcon aunt suggests.

“I wanted to serve all of our favorite foods.” Mark said, “Let started with Bobotie.”

So they began cooking and cooking for hours long, it was now 2 am in the morning. So they finished cooking and they left the kitchen without getting caught.

“Mark” Melaine began to said. “Every wedding couple need something old, something new, something borrow, and something blue!” Melaine take out something from her pocket. “So here’s your something blue!” Melaine gave Mark a navy blue watch with three-hand date makes an impeccable impression with its iconic wire lug case, concave dial construction and overall clean aesthetic.

“I was in shopping market the other days before I came here, I knew I had found something blue for you, Mark!" She smiled and watch Mark putting the watch on.

“Wow! Melanie this is great! Thank you!” Mark state and admired the blue watch.

The next day, Mark faced Falcon aunt. “Thank you for your wonderful ideas and suggestions madam.” Mark said. “But I already have everything I need.”

Falcon aunt were surprised. She thought that Mark Beaks would want the wedding planned for him. “I see.” Olivia began to understand. “Very well, it seems that you have everything under control for the wedding. I understand dear, thank you for telling.”

Just then, his mother, Vivienne walk into the dining room. “Mark honey! You’re designer is here.” She announced. “He’s in your bedroom with the suit for you for the fitting.”

Vivienne then lead him to his bedroom were the designer is waiting for him with a garment hanging on curtain pole. There was a two boxes that was set in the table.

“Hello Mark, I have your wedding suit, shoes, and veil! It’s not a completely look but it will be done before the wedding.” Barbara said.

A couple minutes later, Falcon mother walked into his bedroom with a box in her hands.

“Oh, would you like me to take that for you miss?" Vivienne began to reach for the large box in Martha's hands.

"Oh, there is no need dear, I have it thank you. It is good to see you again, Mark," she nodded, placing the box on the table. She sat down next to the designer and smoothed the suit with her hands. "Now, when do I get to see my new son in his wedding attire?" She didn't need to wait long.

"Oh, baby! You just look handsome!" Vivienne exclaimed. Mark blushed, now looking like a handsome groom.

"Does everything fit alright, sir?" The designer asked.

"It's perfect, Barbara," Mark assured her. He loved the pale yellow suit. Especially the champagne fabric that was wrapped around his waist, and the matching champagne bow tie. They got it all for next to nothing. Mark had already modeled that suit for these three attendance before.

Just then, Martha began to ask Mark. “By the way, why is my sister look confused?” Mark look nervously. Would his mother-in-law be angry at Mark’s wedding plan?

But when Mark began explained his ideas for the wedding, Martha smiled. “I’m not upset dear, I should have known you would enjoy planning things personally.”

Barbara took out of her box and in her hand was a champagne wedding veil. "It not finished yet but it will be ready just in time for the wedding," she explained, tucking the comb into the back of Mark's head. "There you go.”

She held up a mirror for Mark to see. It was hard to believe that the young man staring back at him in the mirror was really him. But it was: this was Mark Beaks, he was getting married, nobody but Falcon, Gyro, Fenton, and all the people in the duckburgs have ever seen him wearing this beautiful design suit.

"You look wonderful," Martha said. "But something is missing. Do you remember the story of that headpiece I wore back then when I marry Falcon father? Well I thought it was a very beautiful so I took it out and had someone make something very similar to it." She opened the box. Inside was a 1920s style flower back headpiece very similar to her wedding headpiece. Except this one looked like it was made from fake leaves and fake roses of pastel pink, blue, yellow, lavender and orange instead of the real one. Mark gasped at it and very gingerly touched it with one of his fingers.

"Put it on!" Vivienne encouraged. Martha grabbed the headpiece and stood up. Mark had to kneel a little since Martha could not reach the top of Mark's back head when she was in heels. The headpiece completed the effect. Mark twirled again and again in front of a full-length mirror in his bedroom for hours, after that, taking in the effect.

"Oh, I can't accept this," Mark gasped. "It must've cost one heck of the money."

Martha raised her hand and Mark stopped speaking immediately. "Mark sweetheart, this headpiece is very special in my family. In fact this was handmade by my grandmother when she married my grandfather, after that. My mother wore it on her wedding day, my three older sisters wore it on their wedding day as well and when my turn to get married, I wore it on my wedding day too. It has been past down from generation to generation! It is tradition in our family to wear this headpiece. Now, I am giving you something to wear on your wedding day. Besides, you are going to have to get used to it. You are almost a Grave now, yes? When you and my son are officially married, you will become Mr. Graves for now on."

Mark Beaks was honored to borrow Martha wedding headpiece and continue Falcon family tradition.

Everything seemed perfectly in order. They chose the perfect venue, the perfect date, the perfect flowers, the perfect food, and everything. But Mark miss his Great Aunt deeply. The night before the wedding, he stares at the beautiful bright star from his window. He was sad that his great aunt could not be at the ceremony, but Mark knew that his great aunt’s love will always be with her.

Finally the best day have arrived, the whole place is decorated with beautiful pastel color roses. The ceremony is held at Mark backyard where the reception is also held at Falcon is standing at the altar waiting for his beloved groom, standing next to him was his siblings, Augustin, best man and Melanie, his groom-maid.

Falcon wore a cream shirt with champagne tie, a sliver tuxedo jacket and pant. On the middle of the lapel was a boutonniere that is the same flower as the decorative.

His best man also wore the same outfit like him expect the jacket and pants are black and wore a matching boutonniere.

His sister wore a sweet and feminine 1920s style flapper dress that is made of pale yellow chiffon. There are three tiers of ruffles on each side of the skirt. A small rolled hem is used for these ruffles to allow them to flow and drape freely. In her feet was a beautiful simple champagne heel. In her hand was a beautiful bouquet of flowers that match the decorations flowers. Like her older brothers, she happen to wear a boutonniere too.

On Mark side of the aisle, his family was there. Tammy, Tommy, Chip, Aunt Clara, Aunt Jo, Terence, Lora, Rubi with an i, Trent, Terra, Jessie, Aunt Lara, Tim, Danny, Trevor, Tanya, Aunt Mabel, and Troy, Bernie. Sadly his Great Aunt Nora, but everyone calls her Bubby, couldn’t been here to witness his great nephew special day, so they place a photo frame on the front row of the seat right beside Mark uncle on his left. And his Uncle Ted who sat on the front row where the two empty seats are.

Falcon was nervous, this is it. Today, he’s married the love of his life, there’s no turning back now. It too late to run away. What if he will never be a good husband to Mark? what if their marriage won’t work out? What if they got divorce? What if…

The music is started, a canon in D can be heard from the orchestra.

Falcon look to see Fenton, the best man, and Gyro, the groomsmen walking down the aisle. Two of the scientists wore white shirt with roll up sleeves, pale yellow vest and bow tie, each of them get a beautiful bouquet of pastel color roses. Follow behind him was Lil Bulb holding a pillow of two golden rings. Both of them stand right where Mark supposed to stand.

Last to came out was an adorable flower girls and flower boys(all of them are Falcon cousins, nieces, and nephews) taking out pastel roses petals out of the basket and thrown them on the ground.

Adorable flower girls wore a dress that is emphasizes elegant simplicity and exquisite style. It is made of top quality satin, and natural cotton lining. Each flower girls dresses have a pastel color delicate sash that match the color of the roses, which is tied into a small bow in the back. And each girl have a cute flower crowns with pastel color roses and lighter sage leaves.

While the boys wore a white shirt, and shorts feature a flat front waistband with elastic in the back. The straps are completely removable for a different look. The bow tie is on a strap with velcro adjustment. And like the flower girls, each of the boys wore a pastel color.

Then, Jonathan Cain version of Bridal March began to play, everyone stand up from their seat for the groom to make his entrance and walk down the aisle.

“What am I doing? I shouldn't be here! Why am I here?”

Then he looked up and remembered why.

Mark entered the backyard with grace and elegance, causing everybody to gawk in awe. He wore an elegant ivory shirt, with ruffle going down, a champagne fabric that was wrapped around the waist and a matching bow tie, pale yellow shirt, black shining shoes. He wore an elegant simple champagne wedding veil that was held by wedding headpiece on the back of his head. In his hand was an elegant 1920s style bouquet that fill will pale yellow, pink, lavender, and orange roses. He began walked down the aisle with both of his parents giving him away and his head held high, meeting the groom's gaze through his veil eyes. His long train was measured about 144 inches long.

A smile spread across Falcon's face. "He's beautiful."

Gus gave him a sly grin. "Easy, little brother. Save it for the honeymoon."

Meanwhile, the others were tearing up, Mark continue walk down the aisle, in his bouquet was his great aunt old champagne ribbon, he wore a new veil from his designer Barbara, he borrowed the headpiece from Martha, and a blue watch on his left wrist from Melaine.

Mark and his parents reach the end of the aisle, his mother kissed him on the cheek and his dad hug him. Mark walked up and stand next to Falcon, he handed the bouquet to Fenton. After exchanging a loving look, they faced the priest.

"Lady and gentlemen," the priest announced. "We are gathered here today to celebrate the union of Mark Beaks and Falcon Phillip Graves. Never in the history of the world has there ever been a love so powerful, so strong, yet it started from the most unusual of circumstances. These two standing before you have proved that love surpasses all differences, all flaws, all faults."

The priest turned to the parrot. "Wilt thou Mark have this man to thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health, so long as you both shall live?"

Mark looked up into Falcon's handsome eyes. "I do."

“Falcon, wilt thou have this man to be thy wedded husband, to live together after God's ordinance in the holy estate of matrimony? Wilt thou love him, comfort him, honour, and keep him in sickness and in health, so long as you both shall live?”

“I will.” Falcon reply, he stares into Mark eyes that fill with love.

The priest smile. "In that case, may I have the rings?" Lil Bulb presented the pillow and the priest took the ring, and given the rings to both grooms.

Mark place the wedding ring on his groom finger, “With this ring I thee wed.” He said.

Falcon took the ring from the priest and look at his groom. “With this ring I thee wed.” Falcon said. “And with my body I thee worship.” Falcon look up to Mark adorable eyes, placing the ring into his finger. “And with all my worldly goods, I thee endow. In the name of the Father, and of the Son, and of the Holy Ghost.” Falcon finally place a golden ring his groom middle finger while looking at his parrot eyes. “Amen.”

"By the power vested in me," the Priest continued, "“I pronounce that they be man and husband together. You may now kiss…"

Falcon Graves did not wait for the priest to finish and pulled his groom in for a dip before pressing his lips against his. Most of the children that witness the ceremony cringed, Everybody clapped their hands in applause.

As the ceremony ended, Mark knew that no matter how wonderful his wedding plan were, it was love that had made it a perfect day.

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Day 1 Sunday July 21: Engagement/Marriage/Domestic life

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I hope @nega-aria won’t mind borrow her Mark Beaks family oc for my story. Mark Beaks family oc belong to @nega-aria.