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arianarunspop · 2 years
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Santa, tell me if you’re really there Don't make me fall in love again if he won't be here next year
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jordanlafordan · 6 months
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Fan creators out here keeping the dream alive.
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xx-thedarklord-xx · 6 months
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Archaic Enemies and Royal Weddings
It was the wedding of the century, talk of the town and the gossip in the papers. Only it was born out of revenge when Draco refused to marry any of Lucius’ suitors, and his father invokes an ancient and archaic law forcing him to marry his enemy. There’s nothing he can do to change it, but does he really want to try?
Someone should have told Lucius what happens when revenge backfires.
Some Tags: Forced Marriage, Revenge, Secret Relationship, Planning a Wedding, Dorks in Love, Good Friends, Soft Boyfriends
Ao3
Gifted to @dracina for their lovely prompt!
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maesterchill · 2 years
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Desperately Seeking… 
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(Explicit, 34k words, a 25 Days of Draco and Harry fic)
Summary:
Harry Potter is NOT desperate for someone to love.
He DOESN’T need anyone’s help to find a date.
And he CERTAINLY doesn’t want to go on a dating show!
Unfortunately for him, his teenage children have other ideas. After all, they know just how big and loving (and a little bit lonely) their dad’s heart is.
Content: getting together, dating show, TV show, teenage meddling, many bad dates, some alright ones, drinking, kissing, sex, Multiple POVs.
Read on AO3
It’s done! Wheeee!
Many desperate thank yous go to the gorgeous @tackytigerfic for the beta magic. It was supposed to take 25 days to post this fic, but it’s been closer to 250 days! And thanks too to all the lovely people that patiently read along as I posted. Your comments brought me joy and much-needed motivation.
Buckets of thanks, too, to the lovely mods of the brilliant 25 Days of Draco and Harry fest at @slythindor100 💕
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ksadvent · 6 months
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Day 25 – Is the leftover X-mas chocolate on sale yet?
Day 25!! Many advent calendars have 24 doors, some 25, but rest assured: K/S Advent will keep spoiling you with fannish delights all the way to the end of the month. Today we have fic and art for you!
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Title: And If I Say
Author: 1lostone Fandom: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies)
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Words: 2,239
Summary: From an anon prompt: Jim only confesses stuff to Spock when he thinks he isn't going to remember it (inebriated on chocolate or something) because that's the only time he feels safe telling him stuff about himself. Make this as angsty as you want!!
In response to a prompt by Anonymous.
 Title: Shirtless Baking
Artist: Sunless_Garden Fandom: Star Trek: Alternate Original Series (Movies)
Rating: Mature
Summary: 
Jim displays his baked goods to Spock.
In response to a prompt by Schattengestalt.
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slurrmp · 2 years
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Here’s my contribution to the Doctor Who fandom for the end of the year. A LIST of 25 prompts to write throughout the month of December, this is mainly for the Christmas time and during the summer months, because I am from Australia and our Christmas is during the summer. Now you don’t HAVE to solely write these for Doctor Who, but it was a collaboration project between everyone in the Thirsting for Thirteen dis.cord server (if you would like to join this server, where we talk about the 13th doctor, but others as well, please feel free to shoot me a message), so the idea IS for the Doctor plus anyone you would like.
Feel free to TAG me in your stories!!! Add them onto any writing site you post too! I can’t wait to read all of your lovely stories !!!
1. Ice Skating 2. Christmas Shopping 3. Beach Trip 4. Tree Decorating 5. Seasonal Baking 6. Sweater Weather 7. Making Snowangels 8. Under the Mistletoe 9. Christmas Dinner 10. Christmas Party 11. Sitting by the Fire 12. Nice swim after lunch 13. Caroling/Carolers 14. Hot Chocolate Moments 15. Wrapping Presents 16. Road Trip 17. First Snow 18. Christmas Light Seeing 19. Secret Santa 20. Christmas Market 21. Christmas Movies 22. Matching PJS 23. Christmas Eve Eve 24. Gift Giving 25. Christmas Morning
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madegeeky · 6 months
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BLOOD IT WILL TAKE BLOOD day 3: Another eye shadow palette, more gingerbread shades but darker. Again, a little too orange for me so into the box to give away it goes!
Goddamn is that packaging fucking adorable though.
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quietlyimplode · 1 year
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Clintasha Advent
Christmas/Holidays
(Merry Christmas and Happy Holidays! <3)
“It’s over,” Natasha sighs sadly, flopping onto the bed.
Clint, still on a sugar high, strips his clothes and heads to the bathroom.
“It’s not over,” he calls, “we get to play with all the toys tomorrow!”
The shower switches on.
“Aren’t you looking forward to playing with the drone Tony got you?”
Natasha sits up off the bed and kicks her shoes off.
“Yeah, but the day is over. Christmas is done.”
She looks forlornly at the tree.
“I like the lights,” she whispers to herself.
Clint sticks his head around the corner.
“Come join me,” he pouts.
“Please?”
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scullysexual · 2 years
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Scullysexual's 25 Day Ficmas Advent Calendar Event!
Participant Limit: 25.
Fandom: X-Files only.
Premise: For 25 days in December (starting on the 1st and ending on the 25th) I will be dedicating a fic to each participant. The day will be random- you will just be tagged in the fic and sent a DM by me letting you know your fic has been posted.
Instructions: To sign up and show your interest- reblog this post. Sign ups will close 30/09/22 (30th September) so please sign up by then. You will then send me your prompts(s) via the my ask box- all prompts must be in by 10/11/22 (10th November) so I can start writing as soon as. Then you just wait until one of the 25 days in December to receive your fic. It's that easy!
Prompt Rules: You are free to send any many prompts as you wish however, please note, that not all of them may be written as this will all be based on the number of participants so if you are sending multiple prompts please list them by order of which prompt you want me to write the most.
Bit more info: There is a cap of 25 people who can sign up for obvious reasons. Failing to reach 25 participants, you may have to provide multiple prompts to fill all the days, however that's just more fic gifted to you! All that will be decided by the 01/11/22 (when sign ups close and I see how many people are interested)
A reminder: These prompts are of your choosing. There will be no list created by me that you are limited to. There are no rules to what prompts you can send nor where you find them- either by a pre-posted list or an original prompt created by you- doesn't matter. They do not have to be holiday or Christmas themed either. If I have any issues with the prompts you send me I will message you personally.
That's pretty much it! So, if you're interested reblog this post and I will add you onto the list. Send in your prompt(s) and then just sit patiently until December.
Any questions, don't hesitate to message me!
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andguesswhat · 1 year
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Diary of a mall Santa Claus
I hate my brain...it doesn't stop 😅
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Christmas Day
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It has long been a tradition in the Chalamet house that after opening presents they all gather on the sofa in their pajamas, Timmy and Pauline in their teddy bear pajamas, and read or tell each other little Christmas stories.
Armie has no pajamas with him and certainly no teddy bear pajamas, but Timmy is happy to help out, although Timmy’s pajamas only reach his calves, the arms stick out half and around the chest it is quite tight. Timmy seems to love it anyway the way he looks at him.
They all sit on the sofa then, snuggled up together and Armie couldn't be happier.
It's like the family he always wanted and he feels like he's 12 years old again.
He also gives away a story; he has the rough outline in his head, the rest he just makes up as he goes along.
When Pauline and the parents leave for the kitchen to prepare lunch, leaving Timmy and Armie alone on the sofa because Timmy is only in charge of dessert, Timmy puts his head in Armie's lap, and Armie is happy to bury his hands in Timmy's hair and play with his curls.
He could just be sitting here now forever, lost in thought, but Timmy is chatting him up. Sure, it's nice to hear Timmy tell him what a great storyteller he is. But all the time Timmy is jerking around in his lap in such a way that he has to intervene.
"Timmy!"
"What?" Timmy looks at him startled because his voice must have been a little too rough.
Softly and a bit desperate Armie continues, "Could you please stop jerking around in my lap like that? I really don't know how I'm going to get up when lunch is ready."
Timmy frowns, looks at his crotch, gives it a dirty grin, then him.
And no, Armie doesn't think this is funny. Not at all.
But unfortunately Timmy doesn't seem to see it that way.
Instead, he puts his hand on Armie's crotch and whispers to him. "I could help you, you know. We could sneak into my room, you know?"
Whether Armie is really bold enough to take him up on that offer, in Timmy's parents' flat, I don't know.
But I'm pretty sure they have a wonderful Christmas either way 😉
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cassiopeiasshadow · 6 months
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“Er, hi,” Harry says, feeling a bit stupid. He thrusts the flowers at Draco, hoping that Draco will be distracted by them and maybe not notice how awkward Harry is being. “I got you flowers.”
Draco reaches a shaky hand out and takes them, still looking at Harry with an expression of incredulous disbelief. “Harry.”
“I’m sorry if they’re not the kind you like,” Harry says quickly. “I didn’t - I just saw them while I was out shopping, and I thought you would, er, like them. Maybe.”
Draco’s looking down at the flowers, and he leans forward to smell them, closing his eyes. When he opens them, he sees Harry as if for the first time since he's opened his door, and the expression of astonishment that was on his face previously is quickly tucked away. 
“They’re perfect,” he says gently. “Harry. Thank you,” and he looks at Harry as if he means it. 
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jordanlafordan · 6 months
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I imagine it was so comforting to Paul that his mushrooms existed in the 32nd century as well.
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feltpool · 1 year
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Day 25
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tonystarkbingo · 1 year
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TSB Advent Event Countdown - Day 25!
Merry Christmas!
I'll Be Home For Christmas - @rebelmeg
Summary:
Pepper promised she'd be home for Christmas. Tony asks a certain jolly person to help her get there in time.
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dewitty1 · 2 years
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Love All Lovely
shealwaysreads (onereader) @shealwaysreads
Chapters: 26/26 Fandom: Harry Potter - J. K. Rowling Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Draco Malfoy/Harry Potter Characters: Draco Malfoy, Harry Potter, Pansy Parkinson Additional Tags: 25 Days of Harry and Draco 2020, Harry Potter Epilogue What Epilogue | EWE, Advent Fic, Warm and Fuzzy Feelings, Harry Potter Deserves Nice Things, Early Bird 25 Days of Harry and Draco 2020, Primrose the Pug, Expensive Perfume, an excess of Christmas lights, soft-glow, its snowing and we’re happy about it, lots of champagne, a prickly rosebush of friends, we are hitting all the Christmas tropes, mulled wine anyone?, Yule log, Winter Solstice, background pansy/ginny, background Theo/Neville, a little bit of epistolary flirting, Mistletoe, open fires and hot chocolate, soft advent, read when you need a gentle landing
Summary:
Draco comes home for Christmas, and discovers that sharing is the best way of celebrating old traditions, and new ones too.
Excerpt: 
Harry drew to a stop, and turned to him properly, before his eyes darted up and an altogether puckish expression stole over his face. “So, hate to be the bearer of bad news, but we seem to have found ourselves in a mistletoe den.”
Draco looked around them and realised that ‘den’ didn’t quite cover it. It was a grotto. They were surrounded on three sides by great bunches of mistletoe, tied with simple twine and hung ready to be sectioned off and sold along with the Christmas trees. It was beautiful, the slender leaves, the milk-white berries; beautiful, if one wasn’t suddenly seized with fluttering panic at the impending moment.
Harry must have seen it in his eyes, and was quick to reassure. “It’s not magic mistletoe, Draco, no worries.”
“Harry, all mistletoe is magical. So we ought to—though I shouldn’t—I had wanted to apologise—” Draco hadn’t stuttered like this since he was shorter than the house-elves, so he clamped his mouth shut and tried to put his thoughts in order before everything spilled out.
It had been a non-sequitur but Harry clearly understood. “Apology accepted—no, don’t interrupt, let me finish—I wasn’t actually angry at you, not at the time, and not since. I was sad, but I understood. So. You’re forgiven.”
Forgiven. Draco knew that ditching Harry when they were eighteen and fumbling their way around feelings that seemed to dwarf even the war was the least of his bad choices, but at the time he had thought he was moving on from his prejudices and steadfast loyalty to tradition. It had cut, seeing the stark shock on Harry’s face, seeing the tremble of wetness on his lashes as they stood waiting to enter the Great Hall and graduate. Draco had done worse things in his life, but crushing that budding connection had felt irredeemable.
“We don’t have to, if you don’t want to,” Harry said. “I don’t really care about mistletoe.”
Draco frowned, he’d never not kissed someone under the mistletoe, even if it was a simple peck on the cheek. One didn’t ignore the winter spirits lightly. But— “Is there someone you—” he broke off, he had wandered into territory too painfully awkward to risk another step.
“No,” Harry said, then looked right at Draco. “Look, I haven’t been waiting for you. I’ve dated, I’ve had relationships that were—they were good, okay?”
“But you’re not—right now?”
“No. And I might not have been waiting, but I’m not going to sit on my arse when something good shows up and pretend I don’t want it. Because I do.”
“You sure about that? It’s not just the mistletoe and general feelings of festive goodwill?”
Harry pinned him with a measured look. “Yeah, I’m sure.”
Draco took a deep breath—the air smelled of pine and snow and Harry’s cologne—and thought of his wish still tucked so carefully in the boughs of his own Christmas tree. He gathered his courage, and repeated Harry’s words; a get-out if he needed it. “We don’t have to, if you don’t want to.”
Harry laughed, but then he was leaning in, and his face filled Draco’s vision. Draco closed his eyes at the proximity, and felt Harry’s breath on his face, and then the brush of lips against his own. It was soft, and chaste, and weighty.
It was Draco’s first kiss from Harry in ten years, and it felt like a beginning.
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