POLY 141 x wedding
People said I write to much angst so here tooth rotting fluff for you.
Legally, you were already married to John for a few months. Unfortunately, it wasn’t allowed to marry multiple people. You understood where that rule came from, but it still hurt knowing you could only be legally John's spouse and not marry all four of your breathtaking men. So, when each of them proposed to you in their own unique way, how could you say no? Maybe you wouldn’t be legally married, but at least at heart, and that’s all that counts.
They organized most of the wedding themselves with the help of your Pinterest board. You were glad you didn’t need to plan all of this yourself, unlike your less fortunate friends whose husbands couldn’t even tell them what they wanted for dinner.
And now you were here, fiddling with your wedding dress in front of the big mirror. Your dad stayed by your side, holding back his tears. He didn’t understand at first—his kid in a relationship with four scary men (he couldn’t even threaten them properly, though he still tried; Simon and Price even had the decency to act scared, even though they knew your dad couldn’t do a thing). But he came to terms with it fast. He loved you, after all, and saw how well they treated you.
The wedding wasn’t too crowded. Johnny’s family took up the most space, surprisingly accepting the relationship of their son despite their strong Catholic beliefs. Kyle’s moms sat in the crowd, John’s sister with her husband and your now nephews, and Simon’s neighbor who always gave him something proper to eat when his dad starved him again. Nik, Kate and her wife, Alex, Farah, Alejandro, and Rudy were all there, and of course, all your loved ones.
Your dad walked you down the aisle, and it didn’t surprise you to see Simon and John shedding tears. Everyone thought it would be Johnny and Kyle, but you knew your boys too well. They all looked so breathtaking: Johnny with his kilt, Kyle with his tuxedo and the small peony in the pocket (of course he was the best dressed), John with his suit and vest, and Simon’s cream suit fitting perfectly with his blonde hair.
The vows were absolutely beautiful. Each of them wrote some personal words for you, and you couldn’t hold back your tears. You gave each of them their kiss, and now you weren’t married by law, but in front of all your loved ones, and that was more than enough.
You fought for dominance against John while cutting the cake, and to no one’s surprise, your hands were on top of his, making your family laugh.
Kyle got the privilege of having the first dance with you, spinning you around like no one was watching.
Johnny was delighted that he had the tradition of removing your garter. Oh, how proud he was, moving his head between your dress and coming back with it between his lips (he definitely didn’t say hi to his favorite place under your dress). You were blushing like hell while everyone was just laughing—typical Johnny.
You tossed the bouquet and Alex caught it, smiling cheekily towards Farah.
You talked with Simon about which tradition he felt comfortable with, and he thought carrying you over the threshold to keep bad ghosts away was fitting.
You always thought it was a lie what everyone said, but this really was the most beautiful day of your life.
A/N: Im sorry if some tradition confuse you I only know German, Turkish and Russian weddings, tried my best tho.
If I could draw I would include better inspiration so you get Pinterest pictures for their fits.
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what if Soap has actually SEEN Ghost's face before that scene in MWII?
reblogs appreaciated <3
ok, we've considered the delicious pining of Soap aching to see Ghost out of the mask and then that one scene in mw2 being that moment he realises "wow, this man I love is gorgeous and I'm so happy to see him". We've seen Soap teasing Ghost about being ugly in the Alone mission in the context that he clearly doesn't know what Ghost looks like under the mask and he's just playing around.
BUT have we considered the idea of a scenario that Soap has seen his face before by complete accident?
Imagine this: This is right after the formation of the 141. Ghost is seriously injured on a mission and Soap has to take care of him. Soap respects his privacy and doesn't dare look under the mask, no matter how curious he gets or how easy it would be to take a quick peak without Ghost even noticing. But he has values, he respects his Lieutenant.
Ghost's situation is only getting worse and he's starting to get weak. They're stranded in the middle of nowhere and after hours, Soap gets them to the road and gets Ghost to a hospital.
Ghost is unconcious by now, he's half dead and the first thing the hospital staff do is remove his mask as if its nothing.
Soap freezes, he's unsure what to do. he looks away and immediately tells those attending to Ghost to get something to cover his face because that's what he would want if he were able to speak for himself and they do so for him. They cover his lower face with a thin medical mask but his beautiful, soft looking dirty blond hair is still in full view, and Soap can see every little eye movement under his eyelids, the freckles dusting his cheeks. He tries his best not to look too long, but its too late, the image of Ghost's uncovered face is burned into his memory and he knows it'll follow him for a long time.
When Ghost's condition is finally stable, the nurses leave the room, Soap carefully covers his head with a scarf or something to give him an extra bit of privacy.
When Ghost wakes up and realises he isn't wearing his mask, Soap reassures him he hadn't seen his face. it was a lie, of course, but that day stuck with Soap so long in secret and in the years following, he's just DYING to see Ghost's face again.
He's in Las Almas, just trying to get through the night, and it slips out, a baited question. "Are you ugly?"
Soap knows for sure Ghost isn't ugly, but he wants to hear it, he wants Ghost, he wants to see him without the mask, to kiss him. He wants to take that mask off and kiss him so bad he feels he might suffocate.
They reconvene to take back Alejandro's base and Price gathers their attention, tosses the skull patterned masks out onto the table. Seeing Ghost remove that mask, the slight shake of his hands, the barely there hint of nervousness that only Soap knew Ghost well enough to pick up on, stole his breath away.
He's a few years older. There are a couple of little scars that weren't there before, a few more grey hairs than there used to be and his hair's a little longer. But he's beautiful, just as Soap had known he'd be. He's softened out a bit and Soap wants him more than ever now.
He's never understood the phrase "absence makes the heart grow fonder", but after waiting years for Ghost to feel comfortable showing his face to him, he understands it now.
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Back in the GAME lessssssssss goooooooo!!!!!!!!
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Feels good to be back to posting, life's been hitting me with a lot of doo doo but now I am more than ready to post some art.
As always, commissions are open and you can check out my offers on my profile (pined post)
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