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assembledherethevolunteers · 3 years

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Day 15- Draw A Hot Bath

A/N: Prompt #15 for acdeaky‘s writing challenge! This got steamy real quick.

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Female!Reader

Summary: Ben comes home from a run, cold and sore. You decide to help him out.

Warnings: Fluff, Cursing, and Smut

Taglist: @queenlover05 @theblossomknows

You were reading on the couch when you heard the front door open and close. Your boyfriend, Ben, appeared next to the couch, slightly out of breath.

“Alright?”

Ben tugged his stocking cap off and took a deep breath. “Think I slipped on the ice and pulled a muscle.”

You set your book down and looked up at him. “I did tell you running outside just after a snowstorm was probably a bad idea.”

Ben rolled his eyes. “Yes, yes you did. And I suppose I should have listened because now I’m freezing and my knee hurts.”

“Well, if you’re nice to me, I just might have a bit of something that could help.”

“Do tell,” Ben said as he tried to stretch.

“Go in the bathroom and get naked.”

“I already like where this is going,” Ben smirked at you before he went into the bathroom.

You followed to see Ben taking his sweatshirt off. You started to fill the bathtub up with warm water, making sure it wasn’t too hot.

“You’re not going to make me take this bath by myself are you?”

“It would probably be better for you so you could stretch out,” you started to put some bath salts in.

“Yes,” Ben whispered in your ear. “But I’d much rather you join me.”

You snorted and turned to look at him. “Fine, but you know I only take baths with wine.”

“Keep getting it ready and I’ll got grab the wine,” Ben kissed your temple before he went into the kitchen.

Ben appeared with a bottle of wine and two glasses. He filled them as you undressed.

“I’ll get in first,” Ben slid into the tub slowly, making sure that there was plenty of room for you.

You then followed him into the tub, your back pressed against his chest. Ben wrapped one of his arms around your waist to adjust you so that it was more comfortable.

“There we go,” you leaned your head back so that it was resting on Ben’s shoulder.

Ben kissed your forehead. “Already feeling better.”

“You know, if you wanted to see me naked, Benjamin, all you had to do was ask.”

“Ah but this was a much more clever, don’t you think?”

You picked up your wine glass and Ben did the same. You clinked them together and each took a sip.

“You always were a clever one, Jones.”

The two of you talked about the holidays, spending Christmas Eve with your family and Christmas morning with his.

“We’re in charge of the champagne,” Ben said with a sip of his wine.

“Because your mum thinks we’ll bring the good stuff?”

Ben laughed. “Exactly.”

The two of you finished the bottle of wine. You were feeling a bit tipsy and closed your eyes.

“How’s your leg feeling?”

“It’s still a bit tight. Might help if you rub it a bit.”

“Which one?”

“Right one.”

You reached down and started to run your hand up and down on his thigh.

“Bit higher, could you, love?”

You moved your hand up more.

“A biiiit more,” Ben told you, pressing a kiss to your neck.

You giggled and slid your hand up a bit higher. “You seem to be pretty tight around here.”

Ben groaned. “Yeah, I think that area needs some extra attention.”

You moved your hand up and down his shaft as he continued pressing his lips to your neck, throwing in some nibbles and bites when you were doing something he particularly enjoyed.

“Fuck, Y/N,” Ben whispered against your neck after you flicked your wrist at the end of your stroke.

“That’s it, baby,” Ben cooed in your ear.

You reached down and cradled Ben’s balls.

“Fuck! Do that again,” Ben told you.

You did it again and Ben rested his forehead to your shoulder. You slid your hand up to his cock, and you felt it twitch.

“Shit!”

You pumped him until your were sure he was done. Ben started kissing your shoulder and neck again after a few moments of catching his breath.

“Feeling better, Benny?”

“Oh much,” Ben replied. “But now it’s your turn.”

“You better believe it, but the water is starting to get cold. Can we continue this on the bed?”

“Absolutely,” Ben pressed one more kiss just below your ear before he got out and grabbed you both towels He wrapped one around his waist before he brought one over for you. “Come on, love. I’ve got some ideas for how to make you feel better now.”

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acdeaky · 3 years

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day 15 - drawing a hot bath

warning: fluff, mild alcohol comsumption

note: oh wow, i want to take a bath with javi now 🥺

the fragrance of warm vanilla and soft linen filled the bathroom, the bath steaming hot as the soak settled in the water. the week had been stressful, as usual, and you left some time for yourself to relax, this time (like others) drawing yourself a hot bath as you forget about the world’s problems for a minute or two.

and then there’s javi, trudging through the door with a heavy sigh, the weight of the world also on his shoulders. you never see, but you can tell that he walks through a cloud of smoke to get to the kitchen, his cigarette being forgotten in a filled ashtray as he reaches for a drink in the fridge.

it’s the scent of your bath that draws him to you, the drink before left with the cigarette and he makes his way over to the bathroom, disgarding his jacket and shoes as he does so.

that’s where he finds you, as a peaceful as ever with a welcoming scent surrounding you. quietly, as to not disturb your peace, javier begins to unbutton his shirt, letting it hand open as he works on his belt and trousers.

once he’s fully undressed, removing his shirt last, he steps into the bath behind you as you silently leaned forward without opening your eyes. he settled in behind you, pulling you backwards by your shoulders until your back was pressed against his chest.

javier’s fingers began drawing calming patterns across your skin as your head fell backwards onto his shoulder. there was a delicate hum falling from his lips, a tune you never seemed to recognise, but one that never seemed to be the same. nevertheless, you quietened when you heard him, letting the softness of his voice settle over you.

so that’s what you did. in the light fog of the bathroom, warm white lights pouring in from the streets of bogotá, you laid there in the slowly cooling water, the love of your life behind you as he hummed away with a tune that you loved, but was still unknown.

that didn’t matter; javier was here, alive, and warm against your back as you settled further into the bath water. a gentle ‘i love you’ fell from your lips, meeting the calm atmosphere of the bathroom. javier replied with his own, his favourite endearment of ‘corazón’ following after.

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warriorteam1924 · 3 years

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A dozen cookies for my darling

Ben Hardy x Reader + Frankie

Author’s note : Hi my beauties. The sweet @acdeaky came up with a super idea of a december writing challenge. I really love this idea and I got into writing for this special occasion. This is day 19 filling the prompt ‘Christmas baking’. I hope you enjoy it. Thanks in advance for the feedback. Also, I remind you English is not my mother tongue, sorry for the mistakes….

Warnings : None, I guess it’s okay

Summary : Baking for Christmas leads to a memorable mistake....

Words count : 1,722 words

Permanent tag list : @anotheronebitesthedick @reavenedges-lies @thosequeenboys @roger-taylors-car @orionis8689 @theadorabletia @queenlover05

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It was not possible to have a single winter without cookies. It was surely because of Christmas, since your mom used to prepare cookies for the whole family. You automatically associated this month with cookies and biscuits and icing. All the delicious flavours and all the different smells coming from the kitchen were all the sweet memories you had in mind when your calendar showed the first day of December. As a kid, you had very quickly been involved in the cookies’ baking, because your mom used to do so many sorts she needed help, but you wanted to make sure as an adult, you’d be able to bake your own as well. Of course, if December was linked to cookies in your mind, this did not prevent you from having homemade biscuits in your house all through the year. With a generous amount of butter, the little drops of chocolate and the perfect harmony between eggs and sugar, cookies were definitely the needed comfort food in any situation.

Yet, this December was leading to a bit more of anxiety. In fact, nothing had really changed except you had now moved in with Ben and Frankie. All was fine of course and the three of you perfectly got along. Of course, Ben was sometimes away, filming or promoting his films or series and you and Frankie had to get new habits. You wanted to make sure the little beagle would always be happy with you while her official owner was away. Moving can already be very stressful, but if a new person is included in the plot, it can be very stressful for a dog. Hopefully, Frankie and you had already spent a lot of time together, at Ben’s or your place and after you had moved in together, all went very well, even if it had required a little bit of patience. But since everyone had made small concessions, the three of you were now happy together in this new house.

The end of year period could be stressful nonetheless. You perfectly knew Ben was in love with you. But there was still a little part of you that whispered negative words to your ear, making you ask yourself if what you were doing was enough. And soon, you thought it wasn’t enough. You suddenly understood better your mom’s point of view and why she was cooking for a litteral army Christmas. No one had to miss anything.

As a result, this year, you had come up with a complete list of cookies and you had decided it was time to start and bake them. The plans about where the celebrations would occur were not made yet, but you thought it would be great to have all sorts of biscuits when Ben’s parents, when your parents or when some friends would come over for a cozy afternoon together, getting warm around the table with a nice hot chocolate or a steaming tea.

You were checking your list one more time before the actual baking, making sure you had not forgotten anything. Traditional chocolate chip cookies, all chocolate cookies, dark or white chocolate cookies, sugar cookies with icing, peanut butter cookies, lemon or orange flavored biscuits or even meringues, you had made sure everyone’s taste buds would be pleased. You were perfectly aware it was going to be long, but it would be worth it.

You put on a nice musical background, put your apron on and started to bake. You had put Frankie’s little basket in the kitchen, for her not to feel left behind, but far from the oven and the chocolate chips. There was no way your little princess would get hurt and you often came to her to make her taste the baked biscuits, those which ingredients couldn’t make her sick. She was happily swinging her tail when she was trying something new, reassuring you about the taste of your baking.

As you had expected it, it was long. The most time consuming was the baking, since the cookies had to be spaced to bake. The other part that was really long was the icing. You always had to ensure the icing’s consistency was not too dry or too runny, as you wanted your decorations to be great. You were no professional baker but you knew a first glance usually could awake anyone’s taste buds. The best part was to see someone take a cookie and lick their lips before taking a bite. Tasty with the eyes before the tongue.

The cookies and other biscuits were cooling and it was time to clean the kitchen. Because baking was nice, thanks to the tasting of the ingredients, thanks to the satisfaction of being able to do it all by yourself, and being able to try the biscuits as a beta test. But it also implied the kitchen was completely dirty and needed to be entirely cleaned. You loaded the dishwasher and thanked the person who once had the idea of creating one. You cleaned the rest of the utensils and the working surface.

You then tried one more cookie and put them all in different decorated boxes since they were all cooled down. Frankie came with you to the living room to put the boxes on the large table. You thought about noting down what box contained what kind of biscuit, but before anything, you had to empty the trash can since it was now really full. You put your coat on and got ready to get out with the large plastic bag. Of course, right before arriving at the large outside bin, the bag broke and half of what was inside crashed on the floor. You rolled your eyes but tried to keep calm. Everything had gone well so far, there was no reason to get angry now. You just had to collect all the trash and clean. Again.

Of course, since you were outside, you didn’t hear Ben coming back home. Frankie happily greeted him and he took time to take his coat off before petting her in the entry. They then came to the living room to find you had not come back yet. Ben looked at Frankie.

“Where is mommy?”, he sweetly asked.

Frankie glanced at him as well, swinging her tail. Of course, she did not reply, but Ben then spotted the cookies boxes on the table.

“Uhhhhhh”, he said rubbing his hands. “Don’t tell, mommy I’ve tried one.”, he carried on speaking to the little pet, who was still happily moving next to him.

Ben opened a random box and put an entire cookie in his mouth. He slowly chewed but rapidly frowned. Something was wrong with this biscuit. Maybe it was just this one. He should try another one to make sure the others were good. Yet, after another bit on another cookie, the taste was the same. And it was not very good.

You came back inside, still mumbling against the bag that had broken and the whole trash industry. Ben came to you to greet you, with Frankie by his sides.

“Hey honey.”, he said. “You’ve been baking today?”, he gently questioned you.

“I have yes. But my second in command helped me a lot !!”, you replied, looking at Frankie.

“Hum....”, Ben carried on. He didn’t want to hurt your feelings but he had to let you know your cookies were not good.

“Listen love. You were never supposed to find out, but I’ve tried one or two cookies and....”, he started to say.

“Ben !!!”, you interrupted him, a bit angry he had started to eat them.

“Let me finish....”, he raised his hands in defense. “Well, I’m sorry to say, they’re not really tasty....”, he concluded.

“What? We tried them with Frankie....”, you frowned, heading to the living room.

The three of you arrived in front of the large table. Ben took the box that was still opened and took another cookie.

“Ben....”, you started to say but couldn’t finish your sentence in time. Your lover took another bite and shrugged, a bit disappointed.

“Try it yourself....”, he said, offering you the box still quite full of biscuits.

“Ben, of course, you don’t like them. These are not for you.”, you explained.

“What do you mean not for me? As far as I know, I’m not a picky eater and I loved all the cookies you baked the previous years.”, he carried on, still putting the rest of the biscuit in his mouth, making you sigh.

“Love. Those cookies are not tasty to you, because they are for Frankie.”, you elaborated.

There was a moment of silence and Ben hardly swallowed.

“I’m sorry, what?”, he then asked.

“This box is for Frankie. Didn’t you notice the little dogs on it?”, you questioned him.

He looked down, not knowing what to reply, grimacing a little.

“Of course, you didn’t....”, you carried on, trying not to laugh. “I had to empty the trash can and I didn’t put on the boxes what the cookies were made of. You know, in case someone would be allergic to an ingredient. But this year, I’ve tried a new recipe for Frankie, cause she can’t eat chocolate. And too much butter isn’t good either.”, you explained.

“Oh....”, Ben nodded, understanding what it was all about. He suddenly felt ashamed and wasn’t sure if in this situation it was better to laugh or not.

You took another box and handed it to him with a smile. A smirk appeared on his lips and he took one cookie. He ate it within two bites, because he thought putting it entirely in his mouth in front of you wouldn’t be appropriate.

“So?”, you asked.

“Magnificent. Excellent. Splendid. Marvelous.”, he announced.

He took you in his arms and kissed you. Frankie put her front paws on the table, sniffing the boxes and Ben gave her one of her biscuits and she seemed to enjoy it.

You sat at the large table, took a pen and paper and added notes on the boxes to let everyone know what was inside. Ben was glancing over your shoulder and licking his lips as he was reading what the cookies were. But next time you were baking cookies, he swore to himself he would wait before trying any of them. Just in case.

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borhapparker · 4 years

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borhap secret santa !

it has begun! officially, i have opened submissions for the bohemian rhapsody fandom to have their first ever secret santa!

( if this is your first time participating in an exchange, this is how it works. secret santa is an exchange of gifts on tumblr, and nowhere else. gifts will be: drabbles, fics, imagines, headcannons, moodboards, edits, etc. )

sign-ups will close on november 27! please sign up before then!

partnerships will be sent out as soon as possible!

gifts will be due on december 13! if you need an extension, let me know!

here are some rules:

reblog this post to spread the word!

you do not have to follow me, but it would be greatly appreciated!

pretty simple: please make sure the gift is more than 400 words! nothing less, since this is a gift (:

since this is a borhap secret santa, feel free to use the cast and/or the actual queen members in your gift!

feel free to use any prompts you find online, or on my writing challenge, but go crazy with your gift!

this is and will stay anon until you post your gift! feel free to interact with the person you have as a secret santa, but do so as an anon!

if you do not want to participate as secret santa, that’s okay! let me know as soon as possible so i can make adjustments!

tag your gift, when posted, with #borhap secret santa

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acdeaky · 3 years

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day 24 - christmas morning

warning: fluff, spoilers of child’s name

note: happy christmas eve! and if you don’t celebrate christmas, happy december 24th! but that does mean that it’s the end of my december writing challenge :(( thank you to everyone who participated and thank you to everyone who’s read/liked/reblogged my work, it means the world 🤍

the sun was warm as it reached through the windows and the light curtains before hitting your bare back, the gentle yellow glow disturbing you from your slumber. your riduur was yet to awake, proving to you, once again, that he could sleep through anything.

there was nothing but silence that flooded through your little cottage on the small planet. it made your awakening peaceful, even if you did miss the small babbles of the child while he slept and the clatter of the next thing din was meddling with. mornings (or anytime) like this were rare, and so you made the most of it.

it was the morning of life day, the one day a year in which you spend completely enthralled by your small family. nothing but time was spent with them; no one left your small home for a second, wanting to spend this special day with one another.

for you, that started by snuggling closer into din’s side, resting your head on his chest in a way that blocked the sunlight but was still confortable. there were a few groans from your mandalorian as you shifted, but he stayed asleep, just moving to occupy you by his side.

it was only a few minutes later when you heard the soft patter of grogu’s feet. he was by your side no later, his arms stretched up and out towards you. he was desperate to be inbetween you and his buir, so you shifted onto your other side and carefully lifted him onto the bed, settling him down where he wanted to be.

din let out another groan as he woke, his arm unconsciously reaching out to feel for you, as he usually did. it was then that he found grogu beside him as well as you. no doubt, it brought a smile to his face, sleep-ridden, but a smile nonetheless.

“good morning, cyar'ika,” his voice was sweet and low as you leaned over the child to place a delicate kiss on din’s lips, a smile playing on his lips as you did so. “and good morning, ad'ika.” grogu cooed at the nickname, immediately recognising it as his father’s endearment for him.

“good morning, cyare,” you smiled in return, a hand caressing his cheek to keep him close to you. “happy life day.”

“happy life day to you, too.” din’s smile grew as he looked at you, the sleepy haze of the night still settled deep in your eyes, but it was slowly dissipating. his head dipped again, his lips meeting yours in another kiss, a hand of his finding your skin as he delicately traced lines.

you could have stayed there forever, if it wasn’t for the incessant cooing from grogu when he wasn’t receiving the attention he so wished for.

translations: riduur - husband; buir - father; cyar'ika - darling; ad'ika - little one; cyare - beloved

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acdeaky · 3 years

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day 20 - wrapping presents

warning: fluff

note: first one for pedro and i am in love with the idea of doing this with him

“querida, have you got the-?” pedro asked as he heard you step into the room, in your hands the very thing he was about to ask you about.

“looking for this?” you asked, a small smirk on your face as you handed him the box of ribbon. his reply was a soft kiss to your temple and a hand wrapping around your waist, pulling you closer to him. “did you start without me?”

pedro followed your finger as you pointed at the first wrapped present on the table, ready to be decorated in ribbon and a tag. his face was a picture as he tried not to give too much away, hoping he would get away with wrapping your last present before you joined him.

“no...?” you only giggled in reply, leaning down to repeat his earlier action of a kiss to his temple, moving away from his side you stand on the opposite side of the table.

“okay, mr eager, i’ll excuse it just this once.” it was a promise, the teasing tone of your voice making his laugh as he pulled out a piece of ribbon to wrap around the present. once he did, he placed that to the side, watching as you had begun to wrap the next one.

this is how this always worked: for the few years you’d been together, you wrapped and pedro decorated. his excuse was that you were a better wrapper than he was, but, in reality, he wanted to stand and watch you in awe as you concentrated on getting the paper just right for the present.

he adored you from afar - the opposite side of the table - as you measured, cut and folded the paper, sticking the edges together before sealing the last piece of the gift. you would hand the present to pedro with a smile, either suggesting what to add on his part or warning him to be careful.

there was usually only one reply from him, a nod with a smile as he took the gift and choose what to use, having one last glance at you before concentrating on what he was to do.

this year it felt different, a good different, and as he looked back up at you after placing another gift to the side, he couldn’t help but whisper, “i love you, cariño.” as you handed over the gift you were previously working on, a light smile adorning his face as he did so.

“and i love you, mi amor.” you whispered too, like a secret only you and pedro were to know. but it was the best secret of all.

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#acdeaky’s december writing challenge #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal blurb #x reader #acdeaky

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acdeaky · 3 years

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day 13 - a day while snowed in

warning: fluff

note: okay so now i want to spend a day snowed in with baby eggsy

you were woken by the kisses of JB above you, hot breath fanning over your neck and the chill that come through the small gaps in the windows from outside. with a light push, JB settled, moving back towards the bottom of the bed as you shifted your attention to eggsy. he was laid on his side, his body tucked into yours as he slept soundly.

as you looked over to the window, you noticed a soft whiteness settling around the frame. it didn’t take you long to realise it was snowing, that and the coldness letting you know what the weather was like outside. and, if it was anything like previous years, you were definitely going to be snowed in, remembering the year before when the front door had been frozen stuck and snow piled against the exterior.

so, you turned your body towards eggsy’s, the two of you moving in a way that’s been practised many mornings over before you landed in a comfortable position. his warmth was nice, welcoming, against the chill that threatened to trail down your back.

“baby, wake up.” you whispered into eggsy’s ear quietly, stroking a few pieces of hair that had fallen onto his face. he let out a small groan while snuggling closer into your skin, his hands wrapping themselves tighter around your body.

“eggsy, it’s snowing.” even that didn’t motivate him to move. this time, he just sighed, mumbling something incoherent into your neck. “i can’t hear you.” you giggled.

“i said,” he started, pulling his face away from you as he rolled onto his back, pulling you down with him so you were laid on your side pressed against him, your head resting on his shoulder. “if it’s snowing, then we have to stay inside. i could use a day in bed with you.”

“whatever you wish, you shall received.” you giggled again, pressing a light kiss to eggsy’s cheek as you settled down again, relaxing into the sheets knowing you were barely going to move that day.

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aerynwrites · 3 years

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This writing challenge and it’s prompts were created by @acdeaky! I do not own these prompts or the characters that I have paired with them! I just own the writing itself lol.

Blurbs/fics are linked with each prompt as I finish them!

* - indicates NSFW

🎄 Prompts🎄

day 1 - building a fort - Frankie Morales

day 2 - cozy night in - Din Djarin

day 3 - snow day - Cassian Andor

day 4 - Christmas shopping - Javier Peña*

day 5 - winter weekend away - Paz Vizsla*

day 6 - Christmas tree farm - Jack Daniels/Agent Whiskey

day 7 - making a gingerbread house - Marcus Pike

day 8 - decorating for Christmas - Din Djarin

day 9 - baking a pie - Oberyn Martell

day 10 - making hot chocolate - Jack Daniels

day 11 - reading by the fire - Ezra

day 12 - Christmas film night - Marcus Pike

day 13 - a day while snowed in - Javier Peña*

day 14 - visiting a winter market - Oberyn Martell

day 15 - drawing a hot bath - Marcus Pike

day 16 - spontaneous night out - Paz Vizsla

day 17 - a walk in the snow - Frankie Morales

day 18 - dancing to Christmas music - Ezra

day 19 - Christmas baking - Jack Daniels

day 20 - wrapping presents - Javier Peña

day 21 - date night - Cassian Andor

day 22 - meal with friends - Frankie Morales

day 23 - gift exchange - Din Djarin

day 24 - Christmas morning - TBA

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acdeaky · 3 years

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hi all! it’s that time of year again and i thought it would be fun to create a christmas/winter/december writing challenge to end the year in a fun way (as we definitely need something to look forward to as we end this year). i’ve never done anything like this before, but i hope you all like this idea and want to get involved, too!

let’s get the ‘rules’ out of the way...

these prompts can be used in anyway you like, whether that’s fluff, angst or something more ✨spicy✨, you’re not limited to how you wish to interpret these prompts: let your imagination run wild!

you can either write a blurb or a whole length fic for these prompts (only if you have the time. writing 24 full length fics in about 7/8 weeks is a lot!) and the protanganist can be whoever you like, whether it’s a character or real life person

please post warnings and/or ratings for your work! this just helps others know the content of your writing before they read so they know it’s safe for them personally and as a minor/or 18+

i would recommend using the tag #acdeaky’sdecemberwritingchallenge and/or creating a masterlist with your completed works. i’d love to be able to look through the tag and see your writings/look at a masterlist during/after the challenge is over

without further ado, here are the prompts!

day 1 - building a fort

day 2 - cozy night in

day 3 - snow day

day 4 - christmas shopping

day 5 - winter weekend away

day 6 - christmas tree farm

day 7 - making a gingerbread house

day 8 - decorating for christmas

day 9 - baking a pie

day 10 - making hot chocolate

day 11 - reading by the fire

day 12 - christmas film night

day 13 - a day while snowed in

day 14 - visiting a winter market

day 15 - drawing a hot bath

day 16 - spontaneous night out

day 17 - a walk in the snow

day 18 - dancing to christmas music

day 19 - christmas baking

day 20 - wrapping presents

day 21 - date night

day 22 - meal with friends

day 23 - gift exchange

day 24 - christmas morning

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day 18 - dancing to christmas music

warning: fluff

note: i love taron and i love this and it’s just made me super soft

the serenity of floating around your kitchen was blissful, soft christmas music playing in the background as you pottered around. you hummed lightly as you grabbed some ingredients from the cupboards, checking the recipe again to make sure you had the right ones.

taron had been gone for the weekend, something quick with work, but you had missed him terribly and decided to cook his favourite meal for his return. it felt as if you had made it thousands of time, but this was different. this time, it had to be perfect because taron was coming home, even though it was only after a short period of time.

you couldn’t blame yourself; anyone else would be in the same situation and would have missed their partner. so, when taron walked through the door later that evening, christmas music still playing through the speakers and you still mulling around the kitchen, he felt home. truly at home, with you; he knew that was all he needed.

he dropped his bags quietly, pulling off his shoes before stepping through the house to the kitchen. there was a pause in his movements, watching you as you skipped and sung to the music, completely oblivious to the love of your life only a few feet away from you.

when your back was to him, and your front pressed against the countertop, taron stepped forward, bringing his arms up to wrap around your waist as his head rested on your shoulder.

“something smells good.” he whispered, pressing gentle kisses onto the exposed skin at your neck.

“and it’s all for you.” you replied, spinning around in his arms. his arms stayed around your waist, but taron’s hands moved to your lower back, your hands finding their place at the back of his neck.

once the current song finished, your favourite it’s beginning to look a lot like christmas began to play, and the both of you took this opportunity to settle, your head resting against his chest as his laid on top of yours.

‘dance with me’ taron mumbled, breaking the silence to ask you that. without a reply, you began to sway side to side as you two began your dance, perfectly in rhythm with one another like you’ve always done before.

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#acdeaky’s december writing challenge #taron egerton #taron egerton x reader #taron egerton blurb #x reader #acdeaky

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acdeaky · 3 years

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day 17 - a walk in the snow

warning: fluff, spoiler of the child’s name

note: okay, i’m sad bc it’s the last episode of the mandalorian tomorrow so i’m manifesting this to make me happier

you’d never seen snow. in all your years of life, never had you stepped foot in the soft whiteness, regardless of the hundreds of planets in the galaxy which housed the form of weather.

your mandalorian knew this. and he’d always made excuses as to why you couldn’t stop on one, either groaning about how cold it was, or saying it would rust his amour. you just accepted his words, believing them to be true since, before meeting him, you had a sheltered life.

it wasn’t until you fall asleep after a long weekend on a planet, mando tracking down two bounties while you fixed the razor crest from the intense damaged she had taken before you landed, that he punched in the coordinates for a snow planet, one he knew wasn’t too cold or too intense.

he wanted to you be happy, and he wanted this experience to be with him. there was a plan forming inside of his mind as he landed, the slight jolt waking yourself and grogu up.

“come with me, cyar'ika,” mando spoke softly, one of his hands held out to ask for yours, his helmet tilted down towards you slightly. “i’ve got something to show you.”

so you took his hand, your other holding grogu tightly to your chest as you followed the mandalorian down the ladders and into the hull. a whisper of ‘close your eyes’ slipped under the modulator and towards you, the first real indication as to what he truly sounded like.

as soon as your eyes were shut, you heard the ramp mechanisms lowering and a cool breeze flood straight into the crest. just as you shivered, mando spoke again, ‘you can open them now’, which you did and before you was the most beautiful, perfect layer of snow you’d ever seen, the only snow you’d ever seen.

it took everything in you, and then some, to stop you from running outside, placing grogu on the ground to allow yourself to appreciate the new feeling. but, before you could even allow yourself that, he spoke up again, his voice bringing your attention back to him and his outstretched hand, “will you do me the honour of joining me on a walk?”

you nodded your head, unable to hide your smile as you grabbed mando’s hand, wrapping yourself around his arm as much as you could as he took grogu from your arms. and so, with excited eyes and a full heart, with your two favourite beings, you began your walk through the snow.

taglist:

#acdeaky’s december writing challenge #the mandalorian #the mandalorian x reader #the mandalorian blurb #pedro pascal #pedro pascal x reader #pedro pascal blurb #the mandalorian spoilers #x reader #acdeaky

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assembledherethevolunteers · 3 years

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Day 17- A Walk In The Snow

A/N: Prompt #17 for @acdeaky ‘s writing challenge! This is inspired by a video a friend of mine posted on Facebook.

Pairing: Ben Hardy x Female!Reader

Summary: Frankie needs to be taken out and you and Ben decide to take her out in the snow for the first time.

Warnings: Fluff

Taglist: @queenlover05 @theblossomknows

You woke up to a cold nose pressed to your cheek. Then incessant sniffing, confirming your suspicion. You grinned and were eye to eye with big, brown, puppy eyes.

“Well, good morning, Miss Frankie.”

Frankie gave a small bark.

You sat up and saw that the other side of the bed was empty. “Where’s Dad?”

Frankie tilted her head at you.

“Well, let’s go find him,” you threw the blankets off you and got out of bed. Frankie followed you out into the flat.

You heard a loud ‘BANG’ coming from the kitchen. You ran into the kitchen to see Ben, empty handed, grimacing with an empty bowl on the floor.

“Did I wake you?”

“No, our daughter did.” You bent down and picked up Frankie.

Ben stepped over and rubbed her ears. Frankie leaned into his touch and your heart melted a bit.

“Did you wake Mummy up? Huh? Did you? You’re such a good girl,” Ben cooed at her with a baby voice.

“Has she been o-u-t yet?”

“Actually, I wanted to show you something,” Ben took your hand and led you to the window. You looked out to see a blanket of snow on the ground. Most of it was untouched, which meant it must have fallen recently.

“So,” you looked at Frankie’s face. She tried to lick you and you made smooches at her. “Are we going to take her o-u-t in that?”

Ben smiled at you. “I thought it might be fun. She’s never been in it before.”

Twenty minutes later, you were hooking Frankie into her harness.

“How do you think she’ll react?” You asked, rubbing her ears.

“Oh, she’ll love it.”

The three of you made your way down the stairs, you being pulled by the overexcited dog.

“Calm down, Frank,” you laughed as she tugged on her leash towards the door.

Ben grabbed your free hand while the three of you walked out. And now Frankie froze. You could tell that she was confused.

“What do you think, love?”

“Are you talking to me or her?” You looked to Ben and then felt a tug at the leash.”Whoa!”

Frankie started to try and jump into the small piles of snow. She then seemingly pushed the snow as you walked through it. She yelped at you and Ben, almost as if asking if the two of you were seeing it too.

“Having fun?”

Frankie barked in response and then tried to keep the two of you moving.

You walked around the block, like you normally did, but Frankie seemed to be having the time of her life. She even rolled around in it, some of it sticking to her.

“You’re going to have to give her a bath,” you told Ben when you were almost home.

“I would never have agreed to this if that was part of the deal,” Ben pretended to be offended.

You bumped into Ben’s shoulder.

“Fine,” Ben took and then kissed your hand. “Anything to keep my girls happy.”

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Day 24- Christmas Morning

A/N: Prompt #24 for @acdeaky ‘s writing challenge! This is the last one! I had so much fun writing all of these and I wanted to thank Katie for setting all this up! I hope that everybody that read them (not just mine, but everybody’s) enjoyed them. Everybody have a Merry Christmas!

Pairing: Joe Mazzello x Female!Reader

Summary: Christmas Morning with the Mazzellos.

Taglist: @queenlover05 @theblossomknows

You heard your alarm going off and reached over to grab your phone to turn it off.

You heard a groan next to you.

“Seriously, we have to get up now?” Joe asked you.

“Not my fault your mother wants us all at Mass at 8AM,” you snuggled closer to him.

Joe wrapped his arms around you and placed a kiss to your forehead. “Merry Christmas, baby.”

You smiled, your eyes still not fully opened yet. “Merry Christmas.”

You smiled as one of your nieces opened the gift you and your husband got her, about three hours later.

“A HATCHIMAL!” She cried and held up the (in your opinion) weird egg encased stuffed animal.

“What do you say?” Her father, your brother-in-law, John said in a very knowing tone.

“Thank you!” She grinned at you and your husband, Joe as she got up and gave you both hugs. “Thank you, thank you, thank you!”

“You’re very welcome, sweetheart,” Joe told her as she kissed his cheek.

“Alright, I think that’s everything!” Your mother-in-law proclaimed before turning to you. “Except, there’s one more for y/n.”

You bushed slightly. You’d just become officially part of the Mazzello family in October, even though you and Joe had been together for nearly 3 years. You loved your in-laws.

One of your sister-in-laws got up and went into another room.

“Virginia, you really didn’t...”

“Oh hush, this is from all of us.”

Your sister-in-law came back and handed you a semi heavy package, perfectly wrapped in snowflake paper.

You slowly peeled off the paper and as soon as you saw what it said, you started crying.

Two and a Half Years Before

“Wow, Mrs. Mazzello, this is amazing,” you smiled shyly at the woman at the head of the table after eating some of the roast she’d made. You were meeting your boyfriend’s family for the first time and you were nervous. You knew Joe’s family were incredibly important to him and you knew he wanted them to like you. YOU wanted them to like you. “You’ll have to give me the recipe.”

“Oh can’t do that, dear. Old Mazzello recipe.” She did give you a smile, but didn’t elaborate.

‘Alright’ you thought, not sure if she was serious or not.

Now

It had turned into a family inside joke. Basically everything that was made and you made a positive comment about was “an old Mazzello recipe”.

You’d opened a cookbook. The cover of the cookbook was handmade and said “THE OLD MAZZELLO RECIPES”.

You tried to read it through your tears, but it became incredibly difficult. You looked up at all of them and tried to say ‘thank you’ but only a barely audible squeak came out.

“Do you like it?” Virginia asked, seemingly concerned.

“I love it,” you answered, still thickly.

“Auntie Y/N! I put my lemonade recipe in there!”

“I put my popcorn!”

Suddenly all the kids were shouting what they put in and you realized that this had a recipe from everyone in the family. Once your eyes were clear, you flipped through it and saw drawings too. Your eyes weren’t clear anymore.

“Do you really like it?” Joe whispered in your ear.

You turned to him with tears still in your eyes. “It’s perfect.”

Joe grinned at you. “Merry Christmas, sweetheart.”

You grinned back. “Merry Christmas.”

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day 23 - gift exchange

warning: fluff, mild alcohol consumption

note: i think i’ve written for frankie the most this month? and, honestly, i’m not even mad

all that could be heard through your apartment were the boisterous laughs and chatter of you and the four boys, all having spent almost the entire day drinking while enjoying each other’s company.

this year, you and frankie were hosting; your first time as a couple. these days (and nights) were long and everyone usually ended up staying over since you were up until 2am most years.

however, this year, santiago, ben and will had passed about before then, leaving you and frankie to have some time alone. with living together and having been friends for a long time, this wasn’t unusual, but it allowed frankie to give you the gift that he gotten for you.

the two of you were sat in the back room, the snoring bodies of the boys occupying the front room. frankie was sat up on the sofa, your body pressed into his side as your head rested on his shoulder. his left hand was tracing up and down your arm, his other hand nursing the rest of his drink in the glass bottle.

light music was playing from your old stereo, turned down low so you could hear it without disturbing the boys (although there would not be much that could disturb them in this state). the excitement of the day and the warmth from frankie almost made you fall asleep, but his soft voice stopped you just before you did.

“you can’t sleep yet, baby,” he muttered into your ear, shaking his shoulder slightly. “i’ve got something for you.” as he stood, you slumped backwards, a small groan coming from your lips as you instantly missed him and his warmth.

luckily, he was back a few seconds later, returning back to his seat to allow you to cling onto him again. the present was wrapped in delicate silver paper and sat perched in frankie’s lap.

“but, it’s not christmas for another day. what’s this for?” your voice was gentle as you spoke, but curiosity filling it, too.

“it’s just a little something for you, honey.” frankie was looking down at you now, watching as your eyes moved away from his own and your hands began to grab the gift. you were gentle while unwrapping, sitting up slightly while still leaning against his side.

“frankie,” you gasped as you unwrapped the paper and opened the box, seeing the most beautiful necklace inside of it, a little heart pendant in the centre with a single engraving, a ‘F’. “i love it, thank you.”

“anything for you, cariño.”

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day 2 - cozy night in

warning: fluff

note: another day, another blurb! the second day in december belongs to our sweetheart ben, enjoy!

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“let’s not go out tonight.” you said to ben as you walked into your shared bedroom, meeting his eyes as you found his sitting over the foot of the bed, his t-shirt being pulled over his head.

“what’s changed your mind, love?” he asked softly, throwing his t-shirt behind him before patting the quilt of the bed beside him. you accepted his invitation, moving further into the room to meet his side.

“the fact that i’ve lit the fire, got blankets for the sofa and switched on your favourite film?” ben only smiled at your reply, you little smirk growing by the second as ben seemed happy with the change of plans.

“you know the way to crawl into my heart.” he mumbled as he leaned in close to you, his last words tumbling into your mouth as you waited for his kiss. it was only quick, but it said what was usually unspoken between the two of you. even with your verbal declarations, they never seemed to do justice to how you felt.

“i should hope so,” you replied, kissing his lips, once, twice, again. “i’ve been there for two years.” for a moment, you just sat there, smiling at one another. neither of you wanted to get up, even though you would just get changed and spend the evening in each other’s arms.

it took a small “come on” from ben to get you both up. slowly, you changed into something comfortable, completely forgetting the outfit you had planned for the night in exchange for joggers and one of bens t-shirt’s.

soon, you were sat in front of the fire, your back pressed against ben’s chest as you rested between his legs. a blanket was covering your lower halves, creating a soft bed for frankie to join the two of you. and as you sat there watching the film, you couldn’t think of a better way to spend your evening.

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assembledherethevolunteers · 3 years

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Day 22- A Meal with Friends

A/N: Prompt #21 for @acdeaky ‘s writing challenge!

Pairing: 70s Roger Taylor x Female!Reader

Summary: It’s yours and Roger’s turn to host the annual friend’s Christmas.

Warnings: Fluff and Drinking

Taglist: @queenlover05 @theblossomknows

You glanced at the food on your dining table, hoping it was enough.

Roger walked up behind you and wrapped his arms around your waist. “Everything looks amazing, love,” he pressed a kiss to your temple.

“Thank you, do you think this will feed everyone?”

“Should be okay. I don’t see why…”

Roger was cut off by a knock at the door.

“Ah, and there they are.”

You opened the door to see John and Veronica.

“Happy Christmas, all!” Veronica announced. The four of you exchanged hugs and pleasantries.

“Oh, Y/N, everything looks amazing,” John said to you as you walked them into the dining room.

“Thank you, John. Why don’t you two take your seats and I’ll get you some wine.”

You were pouring the wine when you heard another knock.

“Rog? Can you grab the door?”

“’Course!” After a few moments you heard Roger’s voice again. “And here we were thinking none of you were coming.”

“Shut it, Roger. It’s bloody freezing out here.”

You laughed along with Roger as you heard Brian and Freddie with their significant others come in.

“Y/N! We’ll need a few more glasses of wine, darling!” Freddie’s voice carried into the kitchen.

“Could you send in my love to help me then?” You shouted back to him.

You poured more and heard somebody walk into the kitchen. You turned around, expecting to see Roger but instead saw Freddie. You chuckled.

“Hello, my love,” you told him.

Freddie walked over and pulled you into hug.

“Merry Christmas, dear. Now, let’s get the wine to everyone. Lord knows we’ll be needing it.”

You and Freddie brought the wine glasses out, handing them to everyone. You and Brian exchanged kisses on the cheeks in greeting.

You sat down next to Roger once everyone had their drinks.

“Are we ready to eat?” You asked.

“Just a moment, dear,”Roger stood up holding his wine glass. “I think we should do a toast.” Roger cleared his throat and everyone watched him.

You weren’t even sure where he was going with his speech.

“I just wanted to say that I am thankful for all of you. This year has had its ups and downs, but we’ve helped each other through it and I really don’t know where I’d be without you all. So, I guess I just wanted to say, Merry Christmas and I love you all.”

“Hear hear!” Freddie held his glass up a little higher.

You all ‘cheers’ed each other and then took a sip of wine.

“That was beautiful, sweetheart,” you pressed a kiss to Roger’s cheek when he sat back down. “Now,” you looked back to the table. “Please, eat your fill. Bri,” you pointed to a dish. “I made that especially for you. No meat or animal broth.”

“You’re an absolute gem, Y/N,” Brian smiled at you before helping himself to some.

The eight of you ate and talked, something that you hadn’t done all of you in a long time. It was nice for everyone to catch up and relax. It was something that you’d needed for a while, but with work, and holiday planning you hadn’t had the chance.

Everyone was full and getting a bit drunk on the wine.

You rested your head on Roger’s shoulder as John told a story about nearly setting an amp that he’d been trying to fix on fire.

Roger wrapped his arm around you and pulled you a bit closer and you smiled.

It was exactly how you wanted to spend your Christmas, next to Roger and surrounded by your best friends.

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