ok but what if malec get married on the anniversary of their first kiss? “exactly 5 years ago i almost got married,,, to a woman!” *the crowd gasps* “shocking, i know! but then this man stormed in all like ‘sorry am i late to the party?’, told my mum to fuck off and gave me the chance to make the best choice i ever made in my entire life. to choose myself. to choose love. to choose this handsome man right here. i am a lucky man, i know!” *laughs* “of course, lydia is a lovely woman and im glad she’s happy with her wife lindsay now but she wasn’t really,,, my type, to say the least. but this man is. Absolutely. my type. and i wanna spend the rest of my life with him. i know some of you might be wondering why we’re even getting married since according to my blonde brother jace here we’re 'already a disgustingly cute old-married couple that is raising 83727 kids together anyways’” *everyone laughs* “but still,,, i wanna make it official. i want everyone to be the witness of this. to witness how much i love this man. also, i really wanna be able to legally call him my husband, so there’s that”*everyone has put their hands on their hearts in awe & is smiling*
Warnings: Smut, fighting, smut, rough smut, Sub!Dean, Dom!Dean (sorta), Dom!Reader, Sub!Reader, gambling, smut, use of sex toy, smut, oh…did I mention smut?
Word Count: 3819
A/N: This was written for @avasmommy224 birthday smut challenge. My prompt is in bold and please forgive me for this lol I had an idea so out of my comfort zone and ran with it. Please leave feedback! it is welcome and appreciated
There will be a part 2 later today!!!! Maybe even a part 3 in the future!
You love your job, plain and simple. You were probably one of the few people who had the pleasure of saying that but it was true. Sometimes things got a little heated but you were more than equipped to handle just about any situation tossed your way. You had just dealt the halfway mark of the current blackjack game at the casino you worked at. It was a table full of testosterone to say the least. One guy is burly with tattoo sleeves down both arms, definitely someone to steer clear of in any kind of hostile situation, the next is a bit smaller than him and drop-dead gorgeous. He’s slightly built and has the most stunning green eyes you have ever seen and every now and then you catch those eyes travelling up and down your physique; what’s visible due to the waist high blackjack table that is. You catch yourself having to fight a smile back every now and then whenever he looks up at you and sends you a flirty wink or two. Casino rules and expectations can be very tricky and the wrong hand gesture or facial expression can throw up red flags, cheating was severely frowned upon and anyone was a suspect.
Hana ni Kuchizuke - The first book in the series. Hana and Ikkun meet again after a gap of 3 years. After a lot of angst, drama and tears these two finally have their HEA.
Hana to Ikkun - Book 2 in the Hana series. Post their HEA, this idiot couple has to face some real life hard facts. Their near constant state of poverty bothers Ikkun and he gets a tutoring job to give Hana a better life. His student is a cute middle schooler named Shouta. But soon shit hits the fan and Ikkun gets stuck in a very tight spot. Luckily for him, Hana comes to his rescue~
Hana no Sensei - Released in Feb this year. We meet Hana’s teacher (sensei) in this chapter. I guess he was the one who taught Hana all the nitty gritty details of crossdressing. He’s a very fashionable, striking, outgoing crossdresser himself. Hana absolutely adores him. Ikkun gets jealous and insecure in this chapter.
Hana to Imo (Hana and Potato) another installment in the Hana series. This will be published in the 20th anniversary issue of Dear+ magazine.
A/N: this is so cheesy but my brain was like “you need to write this. you nEED THIS” so i did it :))
word count: 1235 (aw hell yeah)
“I can’t believe you didn’t get your form signed, Y/N!!” James huffs as you both enter the common room.
Sirius and Remus follow behind you. “Wait, you didn’t get it signed?! The first Hogsmeade trip is tomorrow!” Sirius cries, a look of panic on his face.
“You can’t possibly expect us to go without you!!” Remus exclaims.
You sit down and bury your face in your hands. “I know. I’m sorry. Just- please don’t make me feel worse about this than I already do,” You sigh.
“Wait. Guys, there could be a way we could get her there.” James implies, a smirk of realization on his face.
You lift your head to look at him. “What d'you mean? Prongs, I didn’t get my form signed.”
“We’re the Marauders, for crying out loud!” He announces, his grin growing. Remus and Sirius give him a look. “Moony, the map, if you would.” He places the map in James’s open palm. “Right here. Secret passage. Leads to the basement of Honeydukes.” He points to an entrance. “You two,” He gestures to the other two boys. “will go with the rest of the group. Y/N and I will meet you at the candy shop at noon.” He turns back to you. “We’re gonna have to use my cloak.”
“You guys can just go without me. It’s-”
“No,” The three decide all at once.
You laugh, “Alright, then.”
So, the next morning, you wait for the boys in the common room. The two dogs come down first with smiles on their faces. “Prongs’ll be down in a minute. He’s just making the last few preparations,” Sirius smirks. Preparations? Aren’t you just sneaking out under the cloak? How many preparations are needed?
“We’ll see you there, Y/N.” Remus says and claps you on the shoulder. They leave. They’re acting a bit strange, aren’t they?
James comes down a few moments later, invisibility cloak in one hand, map in the other. “Well, c'mere.” He places the cloak over your shoulders and then shortly joins you underneath it.
“A bit snug, isn’t it?” you note.
He nods. “Yeah, I suppose so.” The two of you share a beat of pure quiet, just taking in the close proximity of each other’s bodies. You swear you can feel him breathing. “Right then,” he breaks the silence. “Let’s go.”
You and he exit the common room and head to the entrance to the secret passage. “Here, take my hand. It’s- er- pretty dark down there,” James says, gesturing down the dank, gloomy staircase. “Wouldn’t want you to trip or anything.”
“We have wands, Prongs. We literally have spells to light up the tunnel,” you chuckle.
He rolls his eyes. “Just- take my hand, Y/N.”
You bite your lip, holding back a grin, and nod. “Alright, alright.” Your fingers interlock with his and you can’t help but feel heat rush to your cheeks. “How long until we get there?” you ask after having already walked for a good ten minutes.
“Depends.” He shrugs vaguely, absentmindedly licking his lips and glancing around the tunnel. Your hand is sticky in his. You’re not quite sure if yours is the clammy one or his. You wait for him to go on but he doesn’t.
“Depends on what?” you muse.
He merely shrugs again. “I dunno; it usually takes around an hour.”
Your eyes widen. “An hour?! James, I’m cold! I can’t-”
“I’ll keep you warm, then!” He lets go of you hand and wraps an arm around your waist, pulling you even closer to him. “We are not going to Hogsmeade without you, so suck it up.”
Okay, your heart is pounding. You clear your throat. “O-okay, then.” You have to force the words out your mouth.
He furrows his brows at you. “Are you alright?”
You nod. “Just cold, like I said.”
He gives you a look. “You’re doing the nervous thing.”
“I don’t know what you’re talking about,” you scoff. You know exactly what he’s talking about.
“The thing you do when you’re nervous. You tap your fingers on your leg. Incessantly, I might add,” he notes, poking your side playfully. You let out a giggle, not meaning to. “Now, what are you worried about? D'you think we’re gonna get caught or something?”
You exhale shakily and reply, “No. I’m not worried about anything.”
“Well then, why are you-?”
“Come off it, Prongs!” you snap. “I’m fine-”
So caught up in hiding your nerves, you aren’t watching where you’re going. You trip. Of course. You’ve stepped on the corner of the cloak and you’re about to fall.
“Y/N!” James luckily still had his arm locked around you. He pulls you back to keep you from face planting; only he pulled you back too far. You’re practically in a dip position.
You gasp so loudly. You’re catching your breath as the boy stares down at you. You feel him grip you tighter, draw you closer to him. Though it’s dark, he smiles down at you, and everything around you just seems so bright. In this moment, your body held up by his, nothing else matters. There is nothing else in the whole world except you and him. God, you wish that you could just tell him how much he means to you. You wish you could tell him how he’s all you think about, how he makes your legs turn to jelly when he says your name, how-
Your thoughts are interrupted by his lips pressed softly to yours. Slightly startled at first, you quickly assess the situation and find yourself kissing him back. It’s gentle and warm, just like how you’d imagined.
He pulls away, somewhat reluctantly. “I’m sorry- I’ve just been wanting to do that for so- you were just so- Are you alright?”
You nod, a grin playing on your lips. “I’m fine, now shush. You’re ruining it.”
“Sorry,” he laughs, leaning back down into you. His mouth meets yours again and you don’t think you’ve ever felt happier. There’s this fuzzy feeling pulsing through your entire being. You haven’t got a single care or worry. James Potter is holding you in his arms, kissing you. “Glad to know everything went according to plan,” he smirks against your lips.
“What’s that supposed to mean?” you inquire. “What plan?”
“The plan the boys and I stayed up all night plotting out. The plan for me to finally get you alone to- well- to do this,” he answers. “Moony and Padfoot have had to listen to me ogle over you since fourth year,” he chuckles, standing you upright and brushing your hair behind your ear.
You’re practically speechless. “Fourth year,” you utter. “James, fourth year?”
He bites his lip. “Yeah..”
“Me too!” you giggle, overcome with giddiness.
“Yes!” You’re full on laughing now. “I’ve fancied you for so long! Why didn’t you ever say anything?!” You’ve buried your head in the crook of his neck now.
He just laughs right along with you, shaking his head. “We’re just a couple of idiots, aren’t we?”
“Think so,” you respond, grabbing his hand. “Okay, okay. We oughta get going now. Don’t wanna leave the other two waiting.”
“At this point, I couldn’t care less if they’re left waiting.” He kisses your cheek still beaming dopily. The two of you continue walking until you get to Honeydukes to tell the dogs the good news.