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5 Tips on How to Choose Wedding Colors (that also photograph well)
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elvenstardesign · 1 year
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I had fun making this. It's hammered and oxidised copper, cleaned and polished with a sapphire crystal navette.
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Wedding Day (Female!MC X Ben)
It was a warm Sunday after, and (Y/N) stood in the dressing room, staring at herself in the full-body mirror; her wedding gown fit nicely; her mother soon entered; she hugged her daughter and told her that she looked fantastic; she smiled, wiping a tear from her eye; she was so proud to see her; she is no longer a little girl; she is a grown woman, with her husband eagerly awaiting her arrival. (Y/N) wrapped her arm around Charlie’s arm since he agreed to help her walk down the aisle, and together they walked out of the dressing room, (Y/N)’s mother following behind. As they walked out into the warm afternoon sun, they walked down to the boardwalk and eventually reached the steps that led to the sand of the beach, where the wedding would take place. Soon they reached the wedding procession; both of (Y/N)’s and Ben’s families had come to witness this great occasion. Ben stools at the end of the aisle, flanked by Jacob, Jae, Barnaby, and Diego as his best men, beneath a small pagoda with Bill as the acting ordained priest.  Ben took a deep breath and tried not to be too present as he watched (Y/N) and Charlie walk up the aisle, their friends and family barely being able to remain quiet as the pianist played the wedding march on the piano. Soon, (Y/N) and Charlie reached the end of the aisle, and (Y/N) released Charlie’s arm and walked up to Ben; both took each other’s hands, smiling happily. (Y/N)’s maids of honor, Penny, Chiara, Liz, and Alanza, smiled, hoping that one day they would be in (Y/N)'s position. Bill cleared his throat and turned to Ben. "Ben, do you take (Y/N) to be your lawfully wedded wife?" Bill asked.
"I do." Ben replied so happily that he could barely contain himself. "(Y/N), do you take Ben to be your lawfully wedded husband?" Bill asked. "I do." (Y/N) answered, with tears of joy rushing down her face. "Then you may now kiss." Bill said. (Y/N) and Ben threw their arms around each other in a passionate, loving kiss, and their family and friends erupted in cheers and tears as they clapped, (Y/N) then tossed her bouquet of flowers in the air, which landed in Merula’s lap, causing her to blush as everyone clapped. Everyone then returned to the hotel to party, eat, dance, and sing. After the party, everyone returned to their hotel rooms, and (Y/N) and Ben lay in bed holding each other. The day had been so stressful and tiring, but now it was over, leaving the night all to them.
The End
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bandcampsnoop · 1 year
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4/21/23.
The Last Peach were a UK based band that formed in Hebden Bridge in the late 1980s. In the Bandcamp notes written by band member Mark Hodkinson he admits that he and David Copper wrote music that reflected their love of The June Brides, The Wedding Present and The Go-Betweens (among others).
Using those three bands as touchstones, you clearly get an idea of what you're getting with The Last Peach. This is pop with trebly, manic guitar strumming.
This is being released by Copper's own Melodic Records and Firestation Records (it looks Firestation actually did the releasing). Firestation excels in releasing music from "lost" 80s bands with a similar appeal - This Poison! and Captain Cocoa come to mind.
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nyarados · 2 years
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help I was trying to decide whether silver or gold matches a copper dress better and told my mom that my bf suggested that I could wear the silver locket he got me and she shut down any argument after that saying "wtf wear the damn locket" (paraphrased) 💀
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industrial wedding centerpiece ideas with copper beer bottles
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brick-wigmore-1975 · 10 days
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This dreamy a-frame ceremony backdrop features dreamcatchers + romantic blooms | Image by Storyteller Wedding
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sponsalia · 10 months
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Copper, Gold & Rust Boho Wedding Inspiration - Bridal Musings
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bomnun · 1 year
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a fan conmented on kino’s live that they’re engaged and kino is invited to her wedding, and ended the comment in english with “ofc”, and he said he thought it means “of course”, but it’s best to look up, however, the first search result he got was “oxygen free copper” 😭😭😭
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sajidhaji · 1 year
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elvenstardesign · 2 months
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I made this copper thistle torc. Looks pretty good. May look better with some purple of green crystals on there.
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ameliathefatcat · 1 year
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I’m thinking about Ben and Amelia’s wedding.
It was a tradition Jewish wedding with some aspects of magic. Penny was the Maid of Honor, Charlie was the best man. The rest of the wedding party was family, siblings, nieces and nephews. One very important thing about their wedding was their Chuppah (Jewish wedding canopy). The wood part of it was made out of rowan wood from the Khanna tree farm. It was a simple and sweet way to honor Rowan.
They were first of their friends to get married. Ben kept on telling everyone how to behave appropriately at a orthodox Jewish wedding (mostly looking at Tonks and Tulip). A lot of fun was have, kosher alcohol was drunk, cheers for the new couple, and of course a little bit of chaos. Ben’s little sister Romi was flirting with Talbott. Talbott hated ever single moment of it. He wanted to fly off so badly but there were to many muggles around. Tonks got extremely drunk and convinced some of the guys to catch the bouquet (either Charlie or Barnaby caught it). One of Ben’s nephews got someone’s wand. Jacob got the wand from the child and handed him to Ben’s mother. The wand was returned to its owner after the party.
Ben and Amelia went outside to get fresh air. Have time for just the two of them. Actually having their first real conversation as husband and wife. Wondering if Rowan could see them and what she was thinking. When a tree branch brushed over them, they knew that was Rowan
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ekxn00photos · 1 year
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Silverware at Spring Creek Event Barn
1256 Harrodsburg Rd, Springville, IN 47462
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shewrites444 · 10 months
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arranged [thomas shelby x reader smut]
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[ i’ve never written about one of cillian murphy’s characters but oppenheimer has me feeling a bit inspired lately. i haven’t watched peaky blinders in ages, so apologizes if it’s not completely accurate to the storyline. ]
[update: arranged part 2 ]
word count - 2.1k
[ summary - the reader and tommy agree to an arranged marriage that suits both of their needs. despite their disliking of each other, the two seem quite fond of each other in the bedroom, especially on their wedding night. ]
[ warnings - enemies to lovers trope that includes unprotected sex, oral, roughness, etc ]
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thomas shelby was the last man i ever imagined myself being wedded to, but when my father unexpectedly passed and i no longer had the protection of his people, i had to find another way to make sure i wouldn’t be a victim to any gangs of birmingham - including the peaky blinders.
of course, tommy would never have married me if there wasn’t something i could offer him in return - that happened to be a ton of inherited money from my father, and several breweries i now technically owned, and numerous meeting spots that only i knew about, that the coppers would never find him or his family at, during anytime of the day.
despite the convenience of our arrangement, there was nothing favorable for either of us past the business side of things. our families had been at each other’s throats for years and now that my father was gone, a lot of that tension was, but nevertheless, you can’t expect a peaky blinder to not hold a grudge, even on their wedding night.
“see, that wasn’t so bad.” i mutter to my newly wed husband, walking into the dimly lit bedroom as i took off my white heels, setting them aside the now shut door. i watch as tommy began to unbutton his white dress shirt, and i sigh to myself, but loud enough to quirk his brow.
i tuck my hair behind my ears, walking to the bed and pulling the sheets down to prepare for what would hopefully be a fairly long sleep, given that i’d prefer not think much about who i was now standing across from.
“you don’t have to stay in here tonight if you don’t want to or even at all, tommy. you already have children and i’m aware you don’t want more, and frankly, i don’t want any, so just lie and tell polly the marriage was consummated tomorrow morning. go on.” i gesture my hand up and towards the door, watching his blank expression as i spoke in a more demanding, harsh manner.
he walked towards the bed, untucking his side, his shirt now unbuttoned and his toned, pale body at my exposure, which only made my cheeks redden as the muscles flexed with his movements. i may have despised the man for his profession, but it’s not like he wasn’t physically attractive.
“i may not be so found of you, mrs. shelby, but i do keep my marriage duties, at least to sleep beside you.” he says plainly, sitting down on the white sheets before looking up to me with a teasing expression. it almost felt wrong to see him show any emotion besides, well, none. “now, do i have to make you turn around while i fuck you, or can you bare the sight of me while doing so?”
i roll my eyes with a smirk, laying down and hovering my face above his before biting my bottom lip, glancing at his own with a bit of temptation, but nothing i couldn’t ignore for the sake of my ego. “i’m shocked you even asked to touch me, mr. shelby. peaky blinders have always seemed so forward with what they want.”
he tilted his head, his well-groomed hair bouncing lightly at the movement, now reaching over to hold the back of my neck, running his fingertips through the ends of my hair. “would you prefer i not ask? you didn’t strike me as the type of woman who’d prefer to be fucked like an animal.”
“you didn’t strike me as the type of man to wait until we were wed to even discuss sex, so we’re both a bit surprised. have you been distracted with other women through our engagement, dear husband?”
he scoffed at my comment, sitting up and leaning himself down to peck at my neck lightly, his heated breath against my tingling skin, a pit forming in my stomach at the touch he never dared grant me until now.
“you never gave me any suggestion to fuck before tonight, [y/n]. i assumed you wouldn’t allow me to lay a finger on you. this all seemed like a business opportunity, a plan for protection and financies, nothing more.” he muttered through his kisses, trailing his lips down to my covered chest before looking up to me again. “so, how about i ask you like a gentlemen, mrs. shelby. is this for business, or not?”
i shrug softly, glancing down to meet his seductive, icy blue eyes. “i think i’ll be able to tell if it is or not when you fuck me, mr. shelby."
he reached over to pull me on top of him, grabbing the white gown that dressed me and helping me to slip it off my core and past my arms, tossing it to the floor, which exposed me in nothing but my underwear, my breasts falling out of the fabric and resting before him. he took one hand to hold my back, the other cupping one breast and his thumb flicking at the hardening nipple. i feel him push me down, his lips attaching to the bud as i let out a soft moan, shocked by how sensual thomas shelby could be if directed to do so.
i could feel the bulge in his pants growing, beginning to grind myself against the black pants while he fondled my breasts with his mouth and free hand, the other that was once on my back now guiding itself down to my ass. he pulled himself away from my breast, panting softly to himself as the tension began to increase between our moving bodies.
“take off your panties and lay down on your back, won't you.” he said to me in a more demanding tone. i stood up and did so, spreading my legs before him as he undressed himself at the side of the bed, soon leaning down in front of me.
i chew my bottom lip at the sight of the man before me, but gasp as his tongue links to my clit, swirling and flicking around the sensitive bud of skin, while i only grow wetter through his touch and the saliva that collected against my entrance. i reach down to hold his head of black hair, my other hand resting against my chest while he continued to give me nothing but pleasure.
“this… this doesn’t seem… like b-business to me…” i stutter my words, my back arching at every sensitive touch he brought to my body. my words made him pull away, a smirk on his wet lips as he stuck one finger inside of me, pumping and curling it slowly enough to draw a loud moan from my lips before pulling it out right after.
he leaned down and gestured for me to open my mouth, sticking his finger inside for me to taste my own juices before pulling it out and licking it himself.
“neither does this, how wet you are for me. are you sure you want to take back the consummation of our arrangement, hm? it seems you like my tongue, mrs. shelby. do you think i’ll like yours?” he grinned, standing up and pointing his full erection towards me, holding it in one hand as i sat up on the bed.
i blush, getting off of the bed and onto my knees before him. i take his length into one hand, pumping it slowly as i look up to him, our eyes locked when i lean forward and take his tip into mouth, a heavy sigh coming from his lips as i begin to suck him off. he was thick and much longer than any man i’d ever been with, and frankly, if we were to sleep together tonight, i was a bit nervous of how my body would take him and the aftermath of it all tomorrow morning.
“fuck, fill your throat with me, [y/n]..” he moaned, both hands holding the back of my head as he thrusted himself towards my face. i took his cock down my throat, my eyes closing almost immediately as a tear runs down my cheek from the unexpected penetration, moving my head back and forth as his balls slap against my wet chin.
he tilted his head, mouth hung open as he watched me take him down my throat. i could hear his breath cutting short each time he thrusted, his cock twitching inside my mouth as he edged himself through each stroke. when he could tell through my reddening expression and glossy eyes that i was a bit overstimulated, he slowly pulled himself out of my mouth, leaning down to help me back on my feet and onto the bed.
he kneeled down before me, grabbing my face with both hands and pressing a passionate kiss against my lips, his tongue pushing itself into my mouth, which distracted me from the way he was moving my body off the bed again. he wraps his arms around me and guides me across the room and to the dresser, where he then breaks the kiss and turns me around, bending my body against the wood to where i made eye contact with the mirror that connected the furniture.
"i think this is worth the watch, don't you?" he teases, a devilish smirk across his face as he takes my neck in one hand, the other trailing before my pussy, his index and middle fingers attaching to my clit as he pushes himself inside of me without warning.
i gasp, watching my mouth open as he begins to fuck me, hard, against the dresser. the stimulation above my insides didn't make this any easier to take, given the fact i could already feeling my climax building in a matter of seconds.
i rest both palms against the wood, watching tommy's lips trail to my shoulder as he kissed against my sweating skin, leaving fresh hickeys from time to time, marking me like i was more than just an arrangement to him. if anything, this showed me that thomas shelby may not favor me, but he sure wanted the world to know i was his wife, and no one else's.
"i could fuck you all day, [y/n]. nothing fucking... compares to... how good you feel, fuck.." he muttered between kisses, looking up to meet my eyes in the mirror, his hand moving from my neck to hold my left breast tightly, halting it from bouncing throughout his thrusts. "do you feel me as much as i feel you?"
i nod, mouth still hung open, unable to even speak a word as tommy pulled my body closer, his fingers digging into my clit and forcing me to arch my back down, my ass pressing against him and causing even harsher friction between our bodies while he quickened his pace at the touch, the sound of our skin slapping together overpowering the bedroom.
i suddenly feel his arm wrap around my waist, and then the other, holding me so close and his body leaned so far down my back was touching his core. he thrusted deeper, further than what i even thought was possible for him to go, and so much so to the point i was in immense pain, but god, it felt so fucking good. his cock overpowered my entire body, and i felt my orgasm rushing to the surface, fluids leaking out from inside of me past himself and dripping between my legs, his own orgasm filling my insides within a matter of seconds after.
i feel him slide out of me, catching his own breath and helping turn me around to face him. he takes my hand and places the other on my back, guiding me to the bed once more and laying me down, pulling the sheet on top of me to cover my stomach down, my breasts exposed to the cold air. i feel his lips against my chest, lightly kissing from my nipples, to my shoulders, to my neck, and to my lips, once more. he smiles softly, and genuinely, to me, before snapping out of his sappy mood to grab a cigarette from the nightstand, lighting it.
"do you think we'll be doing this again?" he asks quietly, handing me the cigarette. "doesn't seem like it would be a negative thing to add to our arrangement, eh?"
i smirk, blowing the smoke out from my lips and towards the ceiling. "i wouldn't be opposed, but if you fuck me that hard every time, i'm not sure i would be able to get out of bed the next morning."
he chuckled to himself, standing up and walking to the other side of the bed, sliding himself into the sheets and putting out the cigar. he took me into his arms, lighting running his hand across my hair. "we can see about that. goodnight, mrs. shelby."
i rest my head against his chest, closing my eyes and smiling to myself, partially hoping tommy wouldn't see my vunerability.
"goodnight, mr. shelby."
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Modern elegant wedding with copper and marble details | Jenny & Lee - Chic & Stylish Weddings
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