APOLLO. WEDDING HCS. X READER. PLS. PLS. PLS. PLS. PLS. PLS. PLS. PLS. PLS. PLS.
“To Have and To Hold.” ❤︎
Marrying Apollo June Headcanons.
Notes: SORRY FOR THE LONG HIATUS! I guess writing the last few posts burned out all my energy BUT I’m back now and feel free to send in any requests you might’ve wanted to while I was out!
Apollo proposes to you privately. It happens somewhere quiet, in a place that means something to both of you. He remembers every place you’ve loved, every place that made you feel welcome.
His hands shake when he gets down on one knee and asks. He had prepared a small speech in his head, but he gets so nervous he forgets it! Apollo ends up just saying your name and how he wants to spend the rest of his life with you. When you nod and enthusiastically say yes, he exhales like he’s been holding a single breath for months during the preparation.
Apollo wants a small, intimate wedding. Close friends, family you both trust, no extended obligation invites. He doesn’t want a spectacle. He wants everything to have intent. He’s particular about the location. Apollo wants it to mean something while still being scenic. Somewhere near water has always sounded right. Eventually, you settle on a wedding held on a cliffside overlooking the ocean.
Of course he wants the most beautiful dress he can find. It isn’t bright white. It’s soft ivory, pale silver, or light blue. Apollo wants something that complements his blue tone rather than washing him out. The dress is long sleeved with delicate lace. It has a high neckline and a structured corset. The skirt flows, more cathedral than ballgown. He asks for subtle details, like embroidered constellations that almost match the fabric. His gloves are satin, his jewelry is silver, and he makes sure his veil is long enough to catch in the wind but short enough to keep him from tripping.
Apollo barely eats the day of the wedding. He keeps checking that everything is in order. He’s afraid of anything going wrong. Eurydice and Artemis have to force him to sit down just so he can breathe. Having his siblings by his side makes everything feel easier to handle. Eurydice is happy to help him get ready. Artemis acts more like a hype man.
The first time he looks at himself fully dressed, he can’t believe it. It overwhelms him. It almost makes him cry with joy! He never thought he deserved this. He never thought he’d be the one wearing a dress to his own wedding. He proved everyone who said he couldn’t wrong. Apollo spends hours on his makeup, wearing dark eyeliner, cool toned eyeshadow, and silver body glitter.
Apollo wants you to walk down the aisle together, so you do. You lock arms and move slowly, like the moment could last forever. Seeing the faces of friends and family who mean so much to you, on a beautiful cliffside, while you’re locked arm in arm with the man of your dreams makes you feel like you’re already in heaven. When you reach the altar, you can feel Apollo’s gloved hands trembling. You take one in yours and give it a delicate kiss.
He admits he was afraid of love for a long time. He thanks you for being patient with him. He promises you stability, loyalty, and honesty. He’ll never treat you like something temporary. Apollo maintains eye contact the whole time. The kiss isn’t dramatic or dipped. He holds your face with both hands, his thumb resting near your jaw as you lock lips.
The reception is still small, full of candlelight and warm lighting. You choose soft music, instrumental jazz and classical. During his speech, Apollo praises you more than himself. He thanks you for loving him. He thanks you for choosing him.
Thank you for reading!
