lokifan_import | Prop 8 has been overturned! Let's have a comment!party

Proposition 8 was ruled unconstitutional and overturned. *pauses for cheering*

It's a baby step but it will make thousands of people happier and makes millions freer, so I think it deserves a party.

Here's my idea: proposal/marriage/honeymoon/bigot-defeating comment!fic. Any pairing, any rating, any fandom. :) I am extremely tired because it is after 2am here in the good old You Kay, but I will do my best! And there is no time limit on a good party.

Leave prompts for others in the comments if you so choose! Just leave comments of SQUEE! I know you'll be excited by this news too.

A few prompts thrown out to get you started (though writing to prompts isn't necessary):

Unfortunately, Character A had no idea Character B wasn't a virgin. And the honeymoon was fast approaching.

Unfortunately, Character A had no idea Character B was a virgin. And the honeymoon was fast approaching.

An orange wedding dress was non-traditional, certainly...

Somebody's late for their own wedding!

Hermione and Ron have a lovely, traditional, polygamous ceremony. Their third Pansy looks beautiful.

Eloping!

"If she offers me the choice between a cream menu and an off-white one one more time I will make her eat them both."

Partying in Soho after civil unions become legal in 2004, character A and B meet unexpectedly. They wake up the next morning wearing rings.

Unexpected proposal!

Someone tries to hire Malfoy Manor for a wedding and Lucius sets the peacocks on them. :)

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Severus Snape had always considered himself to be a lifelong bachelor. When he was small, the only example of marriage he saw were his parents, and he could not imagine being his father. Pretty, ferocious Lily had made him reconsider – but then she married another. They were loud and boisterous and nauseatingly in love.

Severus did not want to be part of an annoying, giggly couple, melting and drooling all over each other as if they were about to slump too far into each other’s bodies and become one. Severus’ spine was fused into straightness by years of stress and self-control and solitary learning. He couldn’t be a newlywed even if he wanted to.

Or so he’d told himself through the years of filling his brain with academia. So he’d told Draco when his lover, looking shaky, brought up the subject of marriage.

“Mother wants me to marry,” Draco had said, his eyes on his soup.

Severus stiffened, rage flooding him easily. “I see. So you are to run to some charming socialite with candy-floss for brains – ”

“No,” Draco snapped, his steely eyes suddenly meeting his gaze. “You know perfectly well Mother accepts us. But you sort of tilter on the edge of respectability as it is, and so do I unless we get married.” Severus could hear the hint of hesitation but he kept speaking: Draco was too much the entitled public schoolboy to stop demanding what he wanted. “It’s not going to make any difference to our lives here, and Mother will plan most of it, and she’s much too elegant and astute to make things frilly.”

There was an edge of desperation in his voice now, and a line on his forehead. Severus knew his expression was frozen. “I’m not asking for a monstrous rock or anything. You needn’t be sentimental. But Mother keeps asking and I can’t keep saying not now, don’t make me tell her you don’t want me – ”

Severus swooped, one hand on Draco’s lower back and one at his nape, gathering him suddenly to his feet and into his arms. He kissed Draco, then said, “you know I want you.” His voice almost caught.

Draco smiled. His smile was always sweet; at close range it was devastating, a weapon at point-blank range aimed and bringing Severus down in a moment.

“And if your mother finds it so terribly important... I suppose we can marry.”

Draco’s face shone.

For the months between then and the wedding Draco constantly reassured him: nothing would change, nothing at all. Draco would have no new expectations and they’d keep living as they always had. His life would be the same. And Severus nodded.

But after the wedding, and the honeymoon, when they were back at Hogwarts and living their lives as ever... Severus sometimes glanced at the ring while stirring a potion. It was burnished gold, ancient and shining on his potion-stained finger. Draco wore its twin, and it bore the weight of forever.

Life was not, in fact, exactly the same.

Very interesting and the last line makes me wonder...

Thanks! :) Snape is all happy to be married! I am surprised I wrote such snuggly fluff for this pairing, but there you go. :)

Snaco fluff!!
I loved it =D

:) Yay! Snaco fluff makes me really happy, much as I try to be all 'it's the cool pairing, for people who like angsty sex and darkfic.' I WANT THEM TO CUDDLE.

Snaco <3

And it's awesome, and really rather gorgeous. Have you signed up for the

snaco_exchange? Cos more Snape/Draco is always good :).

Thanks!

I haven't... I REALLY want to. But I am bad at fests! I shouldn't.

But I REALLY want to.

Wow, you managed to make Snaco realistically fluffy. *awe*

Hee, thank you! Also, nice to meet you :) Already delving into a few of your recs...

Heh. My social skills, let me show you them. :oP

Hope you enjoy the recs!

*applauds*

*bows* Thank you!

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