#hangmanapologist

I’m CRYING

That man would ABSOLUTELY be trying to sneak in to see you on the morning of the wedding while you’re getting ready no matter how much you try protest

communal bf rhett abbott for the win!

rhett abbott is patient about many things but when it comes to you he is anything but!

you had insisted he stay with his friends the night before the wedding for the tradition. he protested this of course, saying something about spending one last night together before becoming husband and wife and you just stood your ground. told him he could live without you for one night.

rhett, bless him, was itching to see you the day of your wedding. he was trying his very best to respect your wishes and not see each other because you wanted your dress to be a surprise.

you had texted him a picture of you in your wedding lingerie just to tease him and the man nearly died. it was white and lacy and he needed to see you right then. he started wandering the halls of the venue until he ran into some of your bridesmaids standing outside a closed door.

“no sir! you better go right back where you came from!” your maid of honor said trying to get him to turn around but he pushed his way through the door, locking it behind him.

“rhett abbott you get your ass out of here right now!” you said as you hid behind the folding screen you were getting ready behind.

“my eyes are closed darlin’, i just need to touch you.” he did that often whenever he needed to feel grounded. you put on your robe and moved to him and wrapped your arms around his waist. you looked up at his face to see him opening one eye and he quickly shut it when he realized he was caught.

“i oughta smack you right now,” you said teasingly but you were grinning up at him. he finally opened his eyes and smiled.

“you look so beautiful, baby. can’t wait until you’re mine forever.” he said placing a soft kiss to your lips, trying his best to not mess up your makeup. “gonna be damn near impossible to keep my hands off you tonight knowing what you got on underneath your dress. you did that on purpose, didn’t you?”

you just smiled innocently and shrugged, kissing him again.

“alright, cowboy. get out of here. i’ll see you soon.” you were shoving him out the door and he turned around and said “i’ll meet you at the alter.”

my mind has not left bob on his wedding night

I’ve been WEAK since it was brought up. Him in his dress whites? All lovesick throughout the entire reception??? Tipsy on the dance floor?

Back in the suite….

BESTIEEEEEEE

WHEN I TELL YOU NEITHER HAS MINE YOUR PIECE HAS BEEN LIVING RENT FREEEEEE

i think it’s the dress whites and being so lovesick with you that’s got me so good!!!! always, always, always calling you mrs floyd because he just can’t get enough of hearing it. he’s a man possessed and you know that wedding night sex is hitting different.

you’ve both fucked before, of course you have, but this is different. you’re making passionate love and he’s moaning and panting your name and “mrs floyd”, while at the same time he’s making hot tears spill over your cheeks as your legs press up against your chest.

he’s buried so deep inside you and making you come for the third time, his fingers hooked in your lacy, delicate, white wedding lingerie.

Phone sex with Rhett when he’s away one of the nights and you couldn’t join him?

His deep voice? I’m weakkkkkk

bestie i'ma lose my mind oh my god

warnings: nsfw, porn with a smidge of plot lmao

word count: 0.8k

despite the exhaustion rhett feels from the day's competition, his mind is very much awake, thoughts of you beginning to rise to the surface and desire to stir in his groin. knowing that sleep is not likely for him anytime soon he stares at the ceiling for another moment before sighing and pulling his phone from its charger, quickly pulling up a folder in his images titled 'angel'.

ajfja12bkvns— thinking about me???? YOU— THINK— ME— I— [sliding down the wall]

you're an angel. there's no way around it. i hope you have an even bETTER day i love you you're the best

Trip the light!! - 🤠

the varnish on bar counter tops. red pen ink. twist off bottle caps. late night drives in early january. the fog just over the mountain early in the morning. the smell of wood stain. warm laughter when you’re just a little bit wine drunk. jake seresin.

HUSBAND RHETT!!!! you are absolutely right bestie he would!

rhett honestly couldn’t believe the day was finally here. he had been anticipating it for months and now he was standing at the end of the aisle waiting for you.

he was shaking slightly, feeling more nervous standing there than he ever has riding a bull. he could swear he stopped breathing the moment he saw you walking down the aisle.

rhett’s not much of a crier, he just shows his emotions in other ways but you bet he has tears streaming down his face and the music is playing and you’re making your way towards him.

he can’t help himself and kisses you when you get to him. he mutters out a “sorry, i had to.” and all of the guests start laughing. you’re both a mess during the vows and when it’s finally time to kiss you for the first time as husband and wife he grabs your face and is giving you the biggest smooch!

he definitely gets a lil drunk at the reception and is just so happy and carefree and does not let go of you. i feel like he’d probably put his cowboy hat on after the ceremony just bc it’s a bit of a comfort thing for him, and when you roll your eyes he knows it’s lovingly.

during your first dance, he’s holding you close and he can’t stop kissing you. saying things like “my beautiful wife” “mrs. abbott” and it gives you a million butterflies.

when the night is winding down and it’s time for the send-off, you have one last dance and you can tell he’s ready to get you home.

“as beautiful as you look in this dress, sweetheart, i cannot wait to get it off you.”