#remarriage

[unbfacts]

Between about 10–15% of married couples reconcile after they separate, and roughly 6% of divorced couples remarry each other.

[mk-wizard]

It's a follow up to this.

Hey, they got to test to see if the lipstick stays on lol! Plus, these two don't get enough love as a couple. For context, Optimus is significantly taller than Elita-One so he has to lift her up a bit in order to hold her like this.

[thewholelemon]

I just stumbled upon the concept of "remarriage trope" (they start off divorced and end up together at the end) so that's the prompt + ao3 tag "canon-typical violence" (could be physical or emotional I suppose)

@best--dress the idea for this fic hit me the SECOND I read this prompt and I had to write it before it got away. I hope you enjoy this!

The Interdimensional Marriage Cup: A Microfic

I pull out my sword and wait for Baz to get his wand out. "What exactly are we retrieving from in here?" I ask him.

"Bunce didn't say. Just said it was something that was critically important to the mental health of the entire wizarding world and long overdue," Baz replied, swishing his wand a few times. He's so fucking graceful...not that it's any of my business anymore, and hasn't been for years.

I clear my throat and look away. "You, uh, still coming on Friday night for dinner? Lucy's got that fencing practice but she's getting a ride over."

"Oh, and Tali's spending the night with Mordelia and her crew, right?"

"Right," I say, not looking at him, ready for him to ask what the point is of him coming over at all. The point, I would tell him, is we haven't missed Friday dinners since...well, we just haven't missed them. You don't need children present for Friday family dinners. You can't just start missing---

"Yeah, I'm in," he says easily, and flings open the ornate double doors in front of us. "See you at 7?" He fires an off with your head at the nearest goblin that comes charging toward us, and his head rolls bloodlessly away.

I swing my sword at the nearest guard. "And would you bring--" my breath's knocked out of me when he gets under my arm and punches me in the stomach.

"You don't even have to say it," Baz calls, and shoots the goblin with a stunning spell. "Yes, I can stop by the Watford kitchens and get some scones."

I smile at him as I run through the new goblin in front of me. "You're the best."

"I know," he says cockily.

"HEY! Lover boy!" the goblin says in front of me. "Do you mind putting your flirting on hold while we're in a battle? It's fucking professional courtesy."

I momentarily lower my sword. "Oh, no, we're not flirting. We're divorced."

"Yeah, right," the goblin says. "Pull the other one."

"It's been years," Baz adds.

"I heard you outside the room," the goblin sneers. "You're not subtle. No one has family dinners without their kids if they're divorced."

"We're co-parenting!" I yell, swinging my sword the goblin's way.

He jumps back neatly and laughs. "Okay then, how many people have you see since you "divorced"?" He uses air quotes and everything, and raises his eyebrow at me. Yeah, he's fit, but he's not as fit as Baz.

Baz looks at me and he's got his own eyebrow raised. Definitely fitter than any goblin. "I'm busy, all right?" I say, dropping the sword and glaring at both of them. "I have a full life!"

"And so do I," Baz says.

"When you're not dating grandpas," I grumble.

"That was one time and he wasn't that old," he retorts.

"He was gross," I mumble, swinging my sword around a bit more.

"Everyone can tell how in love with each other you both are and it's disgusting," the goblin spits.

"Fuck off and die!" Baz shouts, waving his wand at him. The goblin topples backwards without another sound, and we're alone (except for the carnage). "He didn't know what he was talking about."

"Yeah," I say quietly, not looking at him. I wipe my sword off on the goblin's shirt.

"Because that would be ridiculous, us still being in love with each other," he says to me, slowly.

"Completely ridiculous. It's been years," I say woodenly. I'm not even convincing myself.

"Snow--"

"What's this thing we're supposed to get?" I say, charging to the altar the goblins were guarding. Baz follows me up, still looking at me.

There's a small plaque in front of a golden chalice that reads, The Marriage Cup: When two people truly in love with each other hold this vessel at the same time, they are formally married in the 61st dimension.

"An interdimensional marriage cup," Baz breathes, gazing at it.

"We never made it to a sixty-first dimension," I say ruefully.

"We didn't make it far," he agrees. "We had a lot stacked against us."

I risk looking up at his face, the smile lines around his beautiful eyes, the gray streak in his hair. "I should have tried harder."

Baz smiles at me and reaches for my hand; I put my sword away first. "I should have tried harder too."

"Do you mind just going ahead and getting remarried and letting me bleed out here in peace, please?" a goblin from the corner garbles. "It's bad enough to have to die but I can't watch you both doing whatever this is, too."

We look at each other and Baz raises his eyebrow again at me, but this time he's smiling. Like a challenge.

I surge forward and grab him around his waist, pulling him close to me, and kiss him hungrily. He pulls me close like he's been waiting for me to do this for years. Maybe he has. What fools we've been.

"UGH," the goblin groans. "Come on! Have some decency."

"What do you say, Snow?" Baz says against my mouth, one hand buried in my hair and the other wrapped tightly around my shoulders. "Do you want to grab this chalice with me and see if we end up interdimensionally married again?"

"I do," I say, and we seize it at the same time.

[ithiliensmenagerie]

Could Indis remarry?

The answer is probably no. The answer is probably moot, because she wouldn't want to. Even if she wanted to, the stigma, her family, the whole history would stop her. And even if not, the Valar probably would.

But just imagine it. The consequences, the gossip, the reactions.

To be clear, I don't want her marrying Miriel. While I like that threesome solution and have nothing against consensual and equal polyamory, it always sounds like a cheat solution here. People do fall in love with two people, and it mostly ends messy; rarely is the solution "let all three fuck each other" actually working. And it's Tolkien's elves, but I still feel like that's too easy.

So let's say Indis marries someone else.

I have half a story planned out here (not with intentions to write it, at the moment, though). In my head, there's a Sindarin, sunlight-born elleth who was born in the early second age and died in the third. She has no real concept of the trials and tribulations of the first age and the times before, she grew up very liberal and while she does worship the stars to a degree, she doesn't really believe in following rules because the Valar say so. The Valar are very distant entities for her anyway.

I've called her Elariel, and I have not checked if that name already exists somewhere or means something; it's a nice sounding place-holder for the moment.

So, Elariel is reborn in the third age, and meets up with some friends who sailed or were reborn around the same time, and they explore Valinor. They come to Valimar and per chance meet Indis, who gives them a guided tour. Especially Indis and Elariel hit it off, and the Sindar invite her to see their community. Indis agrees.

In the next years, they meet again and again, until Elariel and Indis spend almost all their time together. They get along great. Indis likes that Elariel doesn't judge her past, that she gets along great with Findis and Finarfin (and potentially further children that are reborn), that she does not seem hemmed in by society and expectations, living by her own moral code not to harm anyone else, but to live the life you choose. Elariel likes Indis beauty, her intelligence, her willingness to see things through and accept the consequences, her stubborness and decisiveness, her vast knowledge.

Nothing else happens, until one day they are visiting Findis, who is leading a hermit-life in the mountains (I don't remember if it's Fanon or Canon, it's definitely my head canon), who suggests they get married.

Indis is shocked, she did not even think of that. Elariel takes it in stride, while she would like a more physical side of things, by her people's standards they are basically married, and she is also happy with the status quo. There is not much discussion, Indis leaves very confused.

While she is still contemplating the idea, never mind the implications, Findis tells Finarfin that Indis is remarrying (because Findis is of the house of Finwë, and being a hermit does not mean she never meddles.) Finarfin would have preferred to have heard it from Indis herself, but he really likes Elariel, they get along great and she very obviously makes his mother happy. He gives a dumbfounded Indis his blessing.

So it goes. The house of Finwë is still not great at communication, so it takes quite a while to find out that Indis and Elariel never actually agreed to get married, but absolutely everyone likes Elariel and agrees that this is a great idea, actually. Even Miriel thinks that might work out.

(And Finwë, if and when he gets asked, does not really have a leg to stand on, especially as Indis and Elariel are not going to have any more children)

Now how the Valar react, is a different question. And if it actually gets through, whether Finwë gets reborn, too. And then I think we'll have quite a situation when it turns out Finwë and Miriel can't just get back together. And who's supposed to be high king, anyway?

Now while I thought about this concept a lot, any plans to actually write it currently lack someone to discuss this with, because my life is sadly devoid of people liking both the Silmarillion and Fanfiction, so if anyone would like to discuss the concept or has ideas to add, feel free to comment or contact me! The biggest problem of my world building right now is deciding who gets reborn, and when, but the moral and political implications will make it interesting...

[thursdaymurderbub]

Silver Screen magazine, January 1940

[trexalicious]

I hadn't seen this yet-- truth hurts! Is the Andrew/Fergie remarriage being floated as a distraction...🤔

Will no one rid King Charles of his turbulent prince – Andrew has to go, but how to do it? | Martha Gill

The royals were once dab hands at bumping off unwanted relatives, but that’s no longer an option

[jalebi-weds-bluetooth]

Hello JWB, how r u. I love your insights about the show and the way u handle asks. I wanted to ask that Khushi's and the whole family's stance regarding the their wedding not being wedding is true. Like it had mangalsutr, fire and sindor this way every actor is married and a kid as well. Won't we count that as a living relationship than wedding. I am saying in everyweddingthere certain things like priest was not there. The girl was not in the right mind to take decisions . Omg r u getting my point. So like what's your take on it. Thanks love u.

Hello Anon dear!

Thank you so much for the sweet comments 😊

Umm yes I’m a bit lost about your question to be honest.

And the show was also lost on how to bring a remarriage into the picture and I’m forever bitter it went through the typical “Let’s bully and hurt the female lead” way.

The thing being religious wedding validation is intention and rituals

Of course on screen sindoor is like a red colour powder to get the shot. But with intention, even someone putting blood on forehead can signify marriage (like how in the movie Shershaah the whole gesture was truly symbolic).

In IPK no one is saying the marriage was false, they stated the marriage was half done or invalid given the lack of religious validation. Which they’re right about. There were no witnesses. No mantras. No seven pheras. And above all what the characters don’t say but what truly religiously invalidates this is that Khushi was not in a position to give consent. She was forced into this.

But legally it makes no difference because it is implied several times that Arnav and Khushi are legally married so whatever the Guptas or raizadas say hold no weight nor bearing to their marital status.

The families were upset at the elopement and to learn that they didn’t even religiously marry makes everyone upset considering that religion is extremely important to both the families. Also everything is made worse by Dadi. She’s the one who says Khushi is as good as a mistress for there weren’t pheras - that’s what truly angers the Guptas, more than the lack of rituals.

In fact that’s what Madhumati later yells at Khushi. That Arnav chose to humiliate Khushi in every waypossible and Subhadra is doing the same. For Guptas it’s about actually about Khushi’s humiliation fuelled by Subhadra’s words.

Khushi’s take on her invalid marriage is different. She thought legally she and Arnav were married for six months - which were up - and for her the vermilion and mangalsutra mean marriage. Arnav has gone from kissing her to blackmailing her in a span of 72 hours so she doesn’t know what’s her place in his life. A remarriage would’ve made it clear that the necklace he hastily clasped on her neck means something. Except he chose to have sex with her while she was overwhelmed with the realization that she can’t call Arnav her own nor does she have any place in his life. In her head legally they’re unmarried, religiously too their marriage means nothing.

So I guess that sums it all! If you search for marriage in my blog you should come across some interesting posts!

Best,

- JWB

[euryka]

Remarried Empress

One of my favorite light novels, this story is about a main character who finds herself torn when her husband finds himself enamoured with another woman.

She doesn’t take revenge.

She doesn’t say goodbye.

She just leaves with another man who loves and cares for her more than her previous husband ever did.

This is a story about a girl, moving on from someone who had hurt her in the past in order to find a brighter future with someone who can accept her as she is.