Wedding ceremony positions

arrafrost:

torchy-worchy:

torakodragon:

• Bride: torchy-worchy
• Groom: Me, why me.
• Best man: Arrafrost
• Ring bearer: russogermany121
• Flower boy: imnotinmycloset
• Flower girl: katiesokapis
• Caterer: cookiesees
• Rice….: screwthisnaming
• Flower girl no 2: floatingaroundsp
• Refreshments: waterwinter
• Hi, you’re our exotic dancer: ladydonna100
• bouquet: rlpaperadventures

I regret everything i have done in the last 2 hours. i am so sorry ‘normal’ followers.

This is the best think that ever happened in my life XD
Someone write a fanfic LOL

It was a modest wedding in the cutest meadow they could locate. Music lulled the guests as the flower girls and boy walked down the aisle first, spreading roses and other beautiful flower petals before taking their places in the front row. It was then that the music shifted to the classic wedding march. 

The stunning bride wore his white, strapless dress as he walked down the aisle to his groom. How handsome Torah looked in her black tuxedo. Torah smiled, eyes aglow with tears for this was the happiest day of her life. 

As the couple greeted each other, Russo came forth to bare the rings. The vows were said, people cried, they shared their first kiss as a married couple.

Rlpaperadventures was thrown from Torchy-worchy’s hands and one of the more hyperactive guests elbowed all others who tried to catch the bouquet. And as they ran down the aisle as newly weds, screwthisnaming was thrown onto them as the guests whistled and catcalled.

Cookie catering brought the best assortment of cookies, piled high in beautiful arrangements with a giant cake made of cookie dough in the center of the buffet table. Meanwhile, Waterwinter provided frozen beverages to the guests through a large ice fountain set in the middle of the dance floor. Before they could cut the cake, however, Lady Donna, the surprise exotic dancer emerged from the cake. She shimmied over to Torah, shaking her hips in Torah’s lap and causing the groom to blush as the bride laughed gleefully.

During the meal of delicious cookies, the wedding party gave their speeches as they drank champagne. When it was time for the best man’s speech, Arra stood drunkenly on the table as she told Torah’s deepest, darkest secrets during their time as friends until the fifty ushers (who also acted as body guards for the popular event) had to pull her down from the table.

By the time the dancing started, the evening had calmed down and Torchy-worchy rested his head on his husband’s shoulder. The two of them sighing happily as they slow danced in each other’s arms. It was the day they had always dreamed of, shared with the people they loved most on tumblr.