@basil_
Uhhh k my phones at 3% so I can’t do it rn
Uhhh k my phones at 3% so I can’t do it rn
Rip
Oof dw about it, I’ve been there
kk I'm back
Eyy
eyyyy can you start? I'm not exactly sure how to do this sorry sorry
Macha’s eyes met Tyler’s from across the church and tears began to form. Tyler. It came out like a sob, even in her mind. She closed her eyes for a moment, conjuring the mental image of her father, standing next to her, ready to walk her down the isle to her future husband. Together in spirit, they began to travel forwards.
I wrote this bit earlier, so maybe in response you could write a short Tyler’s-nerves-and-excitement-thingy until she gets to the actual priest so I can insert some copyrighted vows?
(yeah lol sorry)
You look..wow.. Tyler told her, unable to keep the look of pure amazement and shock off his face. I can't believe I get to marry you.. He took a deep shaking breath, wiping a tear of his face and turning to face her as she came to the alter.
(Np
Asjdjsfhf ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
This is maki me cry)
Tears were beginning to trickle down Macha’s cheeks by the time she arrived at the altar, stopping across from Tyler so that the priest was in between them. The kindly man cleared his throat and began to speak. He spoke loudly and clearly, moving easily through the introduction that brought them closer and closer to their vows. Finally, the time came. “Do you, Tyler Morrison, promise to care for this woman like no other, and in the face of great trials, vow to stand by her side and support her through them all?”
(There are usually multiple segments like these before the ‘do you take her to be your wife” bit)
(KJSDFJKSKLDJFKLJ
yeah the do you la la la things)
"I do.." He said in a whisper, tears falling down his cheeks as well as he stared into Machas eyes. Of course I do..
(AKJSDCFGD)
It took all of Macha’s willpower not to surge in front of the priest and crush her mouth against Tyler’s. Hell, it took all of her willpower not to collapse into a mess of sobs. Tyler’s eyes— oh god they were going to be the death of her. And his smile— it alone brought fresh tears running down her cheeks.
The priest, in turn, asked each of them to promise various things, until it was time for the final vow. “Do you, Tyler Morrison, take this woman to be your lawful wedded wife?” Macha was trembling in anticipation for the answer, and for him to ask the same of her.
(FDSKFKLJFSDJD:kKJFSDJLK:)
Tyler laughed a little, breathless and happy. "I do.." He said, the words he had been waiting to say the second he realized he was in love with Macha.
The priest had barely finished asking Macha the same question when she blurted her answer with a wobbly voice. “I do.”
“You may kiss the bride.”
Tyler grabbed her by the waist and pulled them together, crashing his lips against hers. His other hand resting on the back of her neck as the guests clapped and cheered.
(Akdjwididiwifisisjwhry why am I practically sobbing in my bathroom so that my parents won’t hear me)
(❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️)
Macha wasn’t floating in bubbly euphoria— she was soaring, tears streaming down her cheeks as she took hold of her husband’s face and kissed him back with the passion of a thousand sunrises, of a million shooting stars. “I love you,” she half sobbed, half cried into his mouth.
(lmao I CANT BELIEVE THEY'RE MARRIED!!!!)
"I love you too Macha.." He laughed, taking her hand and wiping her tears away with his other.
(ME NEITHER OML)
(Also my parents are yelling st me to sleep sorry)
“We’re married— oh my god—“ Macha wrapped her arms around him and crushed him in the tightest hug. “Oh my god.”
(aw byeeeee)
"Oh my god.." He mimicked happily, hugging her back.
(Bacc
G’morning! How are you?)
The two were torn away from eachother’s embrace for a few minutes while they signed the marriage documents, holding hands the whole time. After that, it was time for the very small reception they had planned— after all the only guests were Rafael, a friend Macha had made at the university, and a distant aunt on her (real) mother’s side she’d reached out to.
(Horrible. Hbu?)
(Are we doing the reception?)
(Shit, sorry
What happened? Anything I can do?)
(I guess? Should they just cut the cake by the lake?)
(I’m just really upset. I was going to see a really really good friend of mine but my mom said no so I’m pissed now.)
(Awww we could have them take wedding pictures down by the lake.)
(Sorry Kmart ):
Maybe FaceTime them?)
(Aww yeah sure
Can you start? I’m about to leave my lunch break for more skiing
I think)
(Sorry I’ll get to this I’ve just had a lot going on sorry)
Don’t worry about it, no pressure
Happy New Year!
You too!
How’re you today? How was your Nee Years Eve?
New Year’s Eve was okay I guess..I’m right in the middle of being depressed a lot so it kinda sucked. Today was a little better..
How was yours?
Sorry bout that, hope things go uphill this year
Mine was actually amazing, I actually have not been that happy in months it was awesome
That’s great!! I’m glad you had fun :)
:)
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