07-29-2018, 06:39 PM
MARGAERY FOLIE-MIKAELSON
[table][tr][td][/td][td][/td][td][/td][/tr][/table]MAKE ME QUEEN OR
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED
I'LL MAKE YOU BLEED
(this is a human au yeet!!)
[b]"You're buying a Tchaikovsky symphony... on vinyl?" The blonde laughed, immediately causing Margaery's cheeks to turn a bright shade of red. She fumbled with her money as she handed it to her, more so embarrassed that this absolutely gorgeous girl was giggling about her music choices. "Yeah... I, uh... It's for my dad," She lied, though not convincingly, watching the woman - her name tag said Shay - carefully. That grin of hers, lopsided and casual, succeeded in flustering Margaery greatly and she found herself torn between wanting to get out of this little store as quickly as possible or asking her for her number.
[color=#93b6c1]"Alright Miss Prim and Proper... You seem new to town and convienently enough, I have two tickets to a grunge show tonight. Want to come along?" Shay's inquiry caught her off guard, a smile of her own finally appearing upon red-stained lips. "I'd love to."
That scene replayed over and over in Margaery's mind as she sank into the closest chair, the memory serving as the only thing to ground her as the pre-ceremony anxieties began to engulf her. What if Bast didn't show up? He was no fan of Shay and she could see him simply skipping all of this in favor of anything else... and then there was the matter of the triplets. Her daughters had been missing in action for weeks now and, though she had sent out an invitation to them, she still feared that their seats would remain empty. Four children. Four children who would not be in attendance.
Her father would be absent from the ceremony too, as would her mother. She wasn't exactly complaining about that, but they were her family and their lack of presence would be strange now. But Margaery had Cooper with her, and admittedly, the older man was all she needed. She would glance up at him, a smile finally adorning her pale features. It'll be okay, Margaery, she assured herself, This is your new family. This is your day. Anyone who doesn't show up is missing out.
"Are you ready, love?" Margaery finally inquired, "I believe the ceremony is starting soon."
Margaery had made sure to send out invitations to all of she and Shay's closest friends. Following their recent drama, the pair had only seen it fit to renew their vows as a testament to their undying love. Imperia would be officiating and Wash... well, bless his heart, the Freelancer would be handling security. She was forever grateful for that precaution, especially given how spontaneous her family tended to be.
She figured that everyone who was going to arrive would have arrived by now and that Shay, too, was growing antsy with waiting. They're married, yes, but she still felt nervous as she rose to offer her arm to Cooper. Two years. They'd been married for two years now.
Hey, Shay? Margaery inquired through the bond, knowing that communication between them was frowning so close to the ceremony but not caring, Here's to many more.
[b]"You're buying a Tchaikovsky symphony... on vinyl?" The blonde laughed, immediately causing Margaery's cheeks to turn a bright shade of red. She fumbled with her money as she handed it to her, more so embarrassed that this absolutely gorgeous girl was giggling about her music choices. "Yeah... I, uh... It's for my dad," She lied, though not convincingly, watching the woman - her name tag said Shay - carefully. That grin of hers, lopsided and casual, succeeded in flustering Margaery greatly and she found herself torn between wanting to get out of this little store as quickly as possible or asking her for her number.
[color=#93b6c1]"Alright Miss Prim and Proper... You seem new to town and convienently enough, I have two tickets to a grunge show tonight. Want to come along?" Shay's inquiry caught her off guard, a smile of her own finally appearing upon red-stained lips. "I'd love to."
That scene replayed over and over in Margaery's mind as she sank into the closest chair, the memory serving as the only thing to ground her as the pre-ceremony anxieties began to engulf her. What if Bast didn't show up? He was no fan of Shay and she could see him simply skipping all of this in favor of anything else... and then there was the matter of the triplets. Her daughters had been missing in action for weeks now and, though she had sent out an invitation to them, she still feared that their seats would remain empty. Four children. Four children who would not be in attendance.
Her father would be absent from the ceremony too, as would her mother. She wasn't exactly complaining about that, but they were her family and their lack of presence would be strange now. But Margaery had Cooper with her, and admittedly, the older man was all she needed. She would glance up at him, a smile finally adorning her pale features. It'll be okay, Margaery, she assured herself, This is your new family. This is your day. Anyone who doesn't show up is missing out.
"Are you ready, love?" Margaery finally inquired, "I believe the ceremony is starting soon."
Margaery had made sure to send out invitations to all of she and Shay's closest friends. Following their recent drama, the pair had only seen it fit to renew their vows as a testament to their undying love. Imperia would be officiating and Wash... well, bless his heart, the Freelancer would be handling security. She was forever grateful for that precaution, especially given how spontaneous her family tended to be.
She figured that everyone who was going to arrive would have arrived by now and that Shay, too, was growing antsy with waiting. They're married, yes, but she still felt nervous as she rose to offer her arm to Cooper. Two years. They'd been married for two years now.
Hey, Shay? Margaery inquired through the bond, knowing that communication between them was frowning so close to the ceremony but not caring, Here's to many more.
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