I love you, I love you, I love you

[connike]

We've see it everywhere. Rings inside pokeballs, in cakes, in drinks, during baseball games and more. This meme pinpoints on some of the more interesting (and really adorable!) ways to tell someone you want to spend the restof your life with them!

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Comment with your character.

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Someone responds, picking a number from 1 to 8 (or using the Random Number Generator), and plays out the specific propsal situation. (Note that the second person should be the one propsing, but it doesn't matter!)

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Thread!

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PROFIT.
So how are YOU going to propose to your darling dearest, after being together for so long? Well...

Scenarios:

1. Down on One Knee

Traditionally. Either in public or privately, one of you has taken the daring risk of becoming completely vulnerable in the midst of the other. You've got the perfect ring tucked into your coat jacket, and now all that's left is to see how the other reacts.

2. Cake

After a long, very expensive dinner, all that's left is dessert. In one bite in particular, you feel a hard...something hit your teeth. Upon investigating this strange object, you find a beautiful ring covered in cake in your hand. Look up, and you'll find your significant other looking at you with those adorable goo goo eyes you just love.

3. Fortune Cookie

It's your average night at the local Chinese resturant, nothing too special. And of course, every American knows that a good Chinese meal is never over until you eat the fortune cookie. But on this night, you crackopen your cookie, surprised to find there's a lovely little ring looking back at you. The slip of paper that goes with all fortune cookies reads a simple: "Will you marry me?" (in bed???)

4. During the Game

In the midst of the tired players taking their much earned break at half time, and the seemingly hundreds of birthday wishes flying past on the large screen, one message in particular will stand out to you. " ____ will you marry me?" And when you turn to your lover, heart thumping loudly, you'll see a huge ring presented before you.

5. In a Book

Just a quiet night together, playing some games, reading a few books. Upon locating a particular book, you crack it open, only to find that the pages have been hollowed out, leaving only a beautiful ring, and a delicate note saying "Will you marry me?" in its place.

6. During the Movies

A.k.a MysteryGuitarMan on Youtube's most adorable proposal. You've prepared a little scene at the beginning of the movies, and had the people in charge play in between movie previews. The lights go up, buddy, and now it's your time to shine!

7.One Balloon

Better known as "the most adorable scene in Super Junior's No One music video." You've got tons of balloons, and together you and your honey let them go fly into the sky. But why didn't you let the last one go? I'll say that ring attatched to the end has something to do with it!

8. Anything!

There is no doubt in my mind that I have missed out on some really cute proposals, so make your own up!

swiped from bakerstreet here!
original poster is broski and I take no credit in creation of this meme

Comments

HE TRIES

[aloadeddie]

Shutting her up isn't really his intention, but knowing she's enjoying the dessert pleases him. He learned how to make tiramisu specifically because she likes it. After all, nothing says 'I care' than going out of your way to cook things for someone.

"I hope your day went well," he says conversationally, as he gets up to make coffee. He likes coffee with his tiramisu, and it gives him something to do with his hands while he waits for the right moment.

[thenormalsquint]

And nothing says 'I'm going to reward you so well after this' than making Angela lick her spoon clean. Because other things will be licked as well once the dishes are done.

"Nothing got blown up, nobody got splattered with bits of melon disguised as human head stand-ins, and Daisy only had to be told once to get out of my office." She shrugs, scraping the last bit of cream from the bottom of the bowl before continuing. "I think it was one of the better days, yeah. How was yours?"

[aloadeddie]

"It was pretty good," he murmurs. "Quiet. I was doing research most of the day."

He pours himself a cup of coffee - black, as usual, and turns to her. "Coffee?"

Okay, so maybe he's still trying to psych himself up for it. Arthur isn't nervous as a general rule, but this is kind of a big deal.

[thenormalsquint]

"Research on what?" Angela asks, pulling her legs under her and turning towards him. She's genuinely curious about what he does at work all day now that he's gone legit. "Or is it confidential and you'll have to kill me if you tell me?"

Sometimes her work is like that, but even she slips sometimes and blabs to him.

[aloadeddie]

"Research on people, mostly," he says with a shrug. "You know, all those crazy conspiracy theories. The government keeps tabs on everyone."

He smiles a little. "But not everyone, of course. Just the really suspicious ones."

She didn't answer his question about the coffee, so he just goes ahead and pours her a cup. "There's something I want to ask you," he finally says, changing the subject. He doesn't want to talk about work, not really, not tonight.

[thenormalsquint]

"You mean like Hodgins. It's okay. The CIA keeps tabs on him and he's proud of it."

Last time he changed the subject like that, they had a long talk about things she didn't know about him. It almost didn't turn out well and it's managed to stick in the back of her mind, coming to the forefront at moments like these. If Angela looks hesitant, well, she has good reason, right?

"Sure. What is it?"

[aloadeddie]

He takes the cup of coffee to her, his free hand shoved in his pocket - the one holding the little red box, of course.

Setting the coffee down at her elbow, he takes a deep breath, and just does it. Drops to one knee right there where she's sitting, and pulls the box out to show her the ridiculously expensive ring.

"Angela Montenegro, will you marry me?" he asks quietly.

[thenormalsquint]

All sort of things run through her mind, from bad to the absolute worst. What could he possibly have to ask her that he sounds so serious about? Beyond the usual seriousness that is Arthur?

Oh. That. Angela's speechless again, but her eyes are starting to glisten around the edges and her breathing is more of a sharp gasp than anything else. She knows what her answer should be, will be, but his proposal's completely out of nowhere that she's having an issue forming words. Her mouth opens and closes a few times, soundless as ever.

[aloadeddie]

As she sits there, looking shocked and not speaking at all, Arthur's throat goes a little dry. A lot of thoughts start running through his head - maybe it's too soon for her? Maybe she just doesn't want to get married at all, ever? Or maybe this was just totally the wrong way to go about it? The wrong time, the wrong place, the wrong ring?

Arthur is pretty sure he's never been so scared in his entire life.

[thenormalsquint]

She's been married before. She's been almost married before too. Marriage has always been an option in her life, no doubt about it, even during her periods of running from commitment. But what they have works and it works well. She's happy. He makes her happy. They've had their problems, their fights, but they also had their good times, their passionate makeups. Angela wouldn't take one without the other because without either of them, she wouldn't have him.

And he wouldn't have her throwing her arms around his neck as she cries, "Yes!"

[aloadeddie]

That sure is a huge wave of relief that crashes over him and bowls him over almost as easily as Ange does when she flings her arms around him. He finds himself grinning into the embrace, his arms pulling her tight against him.

"Oh, good," he hears himself say, surprisingly calm. "The return policy on that ring is kind of a pain in the ass."

[thenormalsquint]

Angela isn't even concerned about the ring. That's just a mere plus to everything. He could have gotten her a simple silver band and she would have been just as happy as she is now. As she leans their foreheads together, tears running down her face, she cups his jaw, fingertips tickling the lobes of those ears she loves so much. He's never made her cry before, but at least the first time he does, it's tears of joy.

"You're a pain in the ass."

[aloadeddie]

Logically, he knows that. He knows she doesn't really care about expensive things, but he likes being able to buy her things. Especially something as pretty and sparkling as this ring. Which he now carefully slips onto her finger.

"I try not to be," he says softly, wiping the tears away with his thumb. "I didn't mean to make you cry."

[thenormalsquint]

"They're good tears. Trust me. They're the ones you want." She pulls back to look at the ring, turning it with her fingers so it can sit straight on her hand. It's big and obviously expensive. Maybe a little ridiculous, but it's his ridiculous. Hers too.

"I love it," she muses, "but I think I love you more."

[aloadeddie]

Sometimes, ridiculous is good. And, well. You only live once. Hopefully, they'll only be getting married once, too.

He grins again, and kisses her. "That's good. I love you, too."

[thenormalsquint]

She has the same hopes. No worry about that. But what do they do now? Last time she was engaged... well, it involved glow in the dark shrimp and an abandoned storage room at work. They can't have that combo here. She could call her dad and tell him, but Arthur still hasn't met him and he's on tour anyway (though like that'll stop the man from showing up in the middle of the night.) Telling Brennan is an option, but Angela doesn't want to hear her unintentionally bursting her bubble going on about how marriage meant property and politics anthropologically right now. And it's far too early to plan anything, though Angela has always entertained the notion of eloping.

"Now I have an excuse to not do the dishes tonight." There is always that, though.

[aloadeddie]

It doesn't matter to Arthur. He supposes he could call his father, who is still alive and living in Iowa, but he rarely speaks to him since leaving the military. As far as he's concerned, everything to do with the wedding is up to Angela. If she wants to go to a courthouse tomorrow and do it in front of a couple of strangers as witnesses, he'd be okay with that.

Or if she wants the big fairy tale, white dress with hundreds of guests present and a string quartet, he'll do that, too.

But there's no rush, no need to think about anything yet. They can just be happy and in love for a while, he figures.

"We can probably skip it for once," he says, kissing her gently.

[thenormalsquint]

Maybe she'll wake up tomorrow deciding Vegas is a really good idea or that some secluded beach in Trinidad is so much better than a regular church wedding. No one knows with Angela; Arthur is in for a life full of surprises. And probably a whole football team of kids if he lets her have her way.

"We? You speak French now?" Angela teases in between kisses, both playful and loving.(Or maybe Paris. It is the city of romance.)

[aloadeddie]

Kids - that'll be an interesting conversation. Arthur doesn't, as a rule, say 'no' to Angela very often. But kids - well, they haven't even crossed his mind, and probably won't, until she brings it up.

"I could, if you wanted me to," he points out as he kisses her back. "Might be a little rusty, though..."

[thenormalsquint]

"Bad enough that you will not be mad at me when I tell you I brought work home so I need to stop kissing you or else?" Angela questions in that foreign tongue. Her French is a lot better than his, probably all those years of studying it and the time she spent living and visiting Paris. Maybe his is terrible and he has no idea about the possibly disappointing newsbomb she dropped on him.

[aloadeddie]

His French isn't as good as hers, but it's passable - enough that he understands it, anyway, even if his grammar isn't the greatest and his verb conjugation kind of sucks when he speaks it.

So yeah, he caught that. He pulls away, looking - well, chagrined. "Really? Work?"

[thenormalsquint]

Angela cocks her head and squints one eye, trying to look as sheepish as she can. It's a ton of work and she almost never takes it out of the office if she can help it, but there are files upon files and Cam has been on their backs all week about getting them squared away before the weekend. The other option is go in on the weekend and working on Saturdays should just be illegal.

"Sorry?" She pulls back, clasping her hands in a position looking for forgiveness. "I had no idea you were going to propose tonight. If I did, I would have did overtime tomorrow."

[aloadeddie]

Arthur laughs a little, taking her hands in his and kissing them. "It's fine. It happens. I did want to keep this as normal as possible, after all. You go do your work. I'll do the dishes."

[thenormalsquint]

She appreciates the normality. The ring was fancy enough. Angela likes what they have and how simple it's come to be. No one trying to show off and impress the other like peacocks. Just him. Just her. And whatever else they bring to the table.

"Come to bed later?" She should really stop kissing him, but it's hard when his lips are just begging for hers. Why must he be so attractive to her? "With your sexy dishpan hands and all?"

[aloadeddie]

He laughs a little. "I will have to sleep at some point, I guess. In the bed, or on the couch, but I'd hope I get to share the bed with you tonight. Even with dishpan hands." And he gives her another kiss, because, well. She said yes, and that calls for a lot of kissing.