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pigcowboys · 4 months

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secret santa !

pairing: percy jackson x female!reader

summary: camp half-blood decides to do secret santa this year.

warning(s): pre-established relationship and kissing but, none, mostly!

a/n: merry (late) christmas to everyone who celebrates it!! this was supposed to be out on christmas day but.. uh yeah. this is slightly self-indulgent.

“you’re doing it right?” you asked, adjusting your position on your bunk bed as you tried your best to scrub out the nasty maroon stain you’d spilled onto the fabric.

it was almost christmas day and with that important birthday coming up, it meant only one thing for you, gift shopping. not that you hated it — honestly. it was just the idea of somehow disappointing your friends.

the stakes were higher this year considering the fact chiron had brought up the idea of doing a secret santa with the rest of the camp. everyone voted in agreement the idea — well, except for clovis but, to be fair he wasn’t conscious when the announcement was made.

soon after it was set in stone that the camp would be hosting its very first secret santa and then following that, everyone was assigned a partner.

piper got annabeth, annabeth got leo, leo got piper and somehow travis stoll had gotten clarisse. that last part was going to be interesting. you even got someone as well, too. not that it made you anxious at all, you loved gifting people presents — great at it, dare you say.

well, it was a bit easier to gift people presents when you didn’t have to worry about whether or not your gift would somehow make the person hate you and question why they even started dating you in the first place.

so, it was safe to say you weren’t especially overjoyed when you got percy as your secret santa. your mind went blank as you shifted to the side, allowing percy to slide past you to reach for his paper with his santa.

you eyed him curiously as he stared at the words on the paper indifferently before a smile flashed onto his face. he turned the paper so your eyes had access to it clearly, completely missing the moment when your heart dropped.

"we got each other," percy said, tucking the paper into his pocket. "that's lucky, right?" you merely laughed nervously in response.

"yeah, totally." not lucky, not lucky at all.

“everyone is,” annabeth started “why? are you changing your mind?” annabeth asked, causing you to frown slightly.

“well, no..i think.” you trailed off, eyebrows furrowing as you flung your sponge to the side. gods, you seriously hoped this would wash out after a while.

“i wouldn’t wanna spoil the fun.”

“plus, you’re curious about what your secret santa might’ve gotten you.” annabeth chimed in.

“that too.” you replied. "any idea what percy might have in mind?"

annabeth merely hummed in response leaving you even more conflicted than before. what if he gets you an amazing gift and all you get him is some crap that he'll say he loves, a fake smile on his face before dumping it somewhere in his cabin 'till the next secret santa.

you didn't want to be that girlfriend. you actively rebuke any allegations that may have even brought that idea up.

“i am so screwed.” you sobbed out, pressing your fingers against your face as you sighed dramatically.

“you have time, use it.” annabeth reminded you. she was right, it was only 2 days till christmas day and even then, secret santa wasn’t going to happen till later into the evening.

“just don’t use too much, shopping places are never open for late minute gifts.”

“right, okay..” you murmured out. "i have time."

those 2 days came and went sooner than you expected it to and by christmas day morning, you were frantically wrapping up percy’s gift, thoughts racing as you tried to not think about whether or not the gift would be cool enough for him.

he’s be happy with anything you got him, you knew that. didn’t make ease your mind any less, though. you stumbled out of your cabin as you rushed towards the decorated tree that was out near the forest, courtesy of the demeter kids.

to be honest, even if you liked christmas or disliked it, everyone could appreciate the effort put into decorating the tree. especially with all the presents stacked under - it added to the scene. you bent down, carefully placing it underneath the tree, not too close so that it would obviously stick out, but not too far that people would forget it was there.

this was a big camp, after all.

you'd made your way over the mess hall, scanning over it for any signs of percy before taking a plate and shoving food onto it. you spared a part for your godly parent and then made your way toward the table to sit with everyone else.

even with percy missing, the mess hall was still lively - believe it or not. everyone seemed to be talking lively about their gifts and what they were expecting, something that didn't ease your anxieties about your own gift.

it didn't help at all when your eyes finally settled on percy's own across the room, a small smile pulling on his face as he tended to his plate. your mind had been so zeroed in on worrying you hadn't even clued in on the fact he was walking over to you, taking a seat beside you.

"thanks for saving me a seat." you fought back a smile at the sound of his tired voice. he must've been knocked out sometime after sword practice. you hummed in response, fiddling with your food as your mind raced.

your eyes drifted towards percy as you watched him silently from the corner of your eyes. between the bed hair and the disheveled state of his clothes, it was safe to say that he had just woken up. despite the anxieties that swirled in your mind and the ansty fidgeting of your legs, you couldn't deny that percy was gorgeous.

though, it just brought your mind back to your dilemma. secret santa would happen right after dinner and then would be campfire time. how could you sit and sing songs at the campfire knowing percy had hated your gift?

"you're being stranger than usual, y'know."

"hm?" you turned to look at percy who gave you a quizzical look. "i'm acting completely normal."

"you've barely touched your food."

you stared down at your plate, it looked like a ghost had gently floated over it - devoid of human ingestion.

"i'm not hungry." you lied, slapping yourself mentally when your stomach growled deeply.

"mhm.." percy nodded along, trying to suppress the smile on his face. "what's wrong?" he asked, pushing his plate aside as he turned his whole body to face you, something that didn't go unnoticed by you as you locked eyes with him.

"just..thinking."

"about?"

you narrowed your eyes at him, ignoring the tingling in your chest as you watched him carefully. you really hoped he hadn't caught onto the fact you were just checking him out at this point, turning your face away in embarrassment as you rested your head on your elbows,

"stuff."

"what kind of stuff?"

"important stuff."

"like what?"

"percy, will you leave me alone!" a laugh, followed by his hand brushing against your back soothingly. you titled your head up to look at him as your head rested on your elbows.

"sorry, sorry." he smiled. "just hang in there, okay?" was all he whispered in your ear before moving back to press a sloppy kiss to your head that made your face scrunch in disgust.

"gross...you're so disgusting, percy.." you murmur, wiping the wet blotch of spit that was left on your forehead from the kiss.

"i love you too."

"what'd you think you got?" piper asked, shifting in her seat slightly as she waited for annabeth to respond.

"you're asking me like you don't know what i got." annabeth replied with a small smile.

"can't hurt to imagine."

you zoned out the rest of the conversation as you suppressed the urge to scream out of frustration. the camp chatted lively around you, cueing you in on the fact that you'd been cuddled up beside percy without once offering a word to him.

not that he minded, he was aware you wanted to be with your thoughts and he respected it. just..didn't feel very..couple appropriate. it felt like you'd been talking to yourself way more than the guy who was supposed to be your boyfriend.

"quiet down," chiron's voice rang through all the chatter, reducing the crowd to silence. he'd somehow managed to shimmy matching ugly christmas sweaters onto him and mr. d respectively. the image alone made you want to pull out your phone and snap a picture.

though, you decided against it, taking notice of the death glares mr.d had sent your way.

chiron announced that secret santa would be happening in a bit, receiving a series of cheers from some campers in the crowd. you shifted slightly in percy's hold, prompting him to look at you - a curious look on his face.

"you okay?"

"yeah, it's just kind of cold, i guess."

percy hummed in response before pulling you into him so you were resting against his chest. he rested his chin on your head with a small smile.

“is this better?” he whispered, to which you merely hummed in response, snuggling yourself against him as you tried to get comfortable. now, you weren’t a fan of those overly lovely couples that couldn’t keep their hands off each other in public but, you had to admit that being in percy’s arms felt more than good with the day you’ve had.

chiron continued on with his announcements, listing out the series of activities tomorrow and also stating as well that the stables would be closed on account of an “accident” that had happened in there. that part was received with a small shiver.

“that’s all i’d like to say, furthermore, I’d like to wish everyone a merry christmas.” then, chiron and mr.d stepped to the side as the festivities continued on.

it was time.

“wonder what everyone got.” you murmured, watching quietly as the rest of the campers hurried towards the tree decked out with over the top presents. percy stood up, offering you his hand as he locked them.

“me too.” percy agreed, sighing slightly. “gods, all i hope is that someone doesn’t make the mistake of gifting travis firecrackers ever again.”

“or a megaphone.”

“oh, yeah, i totally remember that year.”

“I’m sure everyone else does too..”

percy cracked a grin, one that cause your stomach to flutter slightly as you smiled back at him. he squeezed your hand before making short strides towards the rest of the campers.

you should’ve been anxious — you were anxious. though, your concerns seemed to slip away the longer you stayed with percy. the way he looked at you, it made you realize just one thing that you were sure a crummy present wasn’t going to change.

he loved you.

camp activities were fun and all but, extremely loud.

you’d figured it’d only been amplified by the fact that everyone was opening their christmas gifts and comparing what they’d gotten from each of their respective partners.

you could respect that, secret santa was no joke.

yet, you’d still managed to slip away with percy while none of the adults were watching in favorite of opening your gifts in the company of one another rather than the rest of the camp. and judging by the sputters of stars in the night sky illuminating percy and your faces, it was a good call.

“you think they’ll be mad at us for ditching everyone else?” you asked, clutching your present to your chest as you adjusted your winter coat.

“we’ll be back before they know it,” percy replied, turning to face you with a smile. he was always smiling. “and anyways, everyone else would be too busy with their presents to care.”

you sighed, taking a seat next to percy as you rested his gift in-front of you. percy turned to look at you with an anxious look on his face as he cleared his throat, holing his hand out as he waited for you to take the gift from him.

you looked back at him, nerves set ablaze as well as you exchanged your gifts, resting the wrapped present in your lap as you ogled the festive paper.

“so, truth be told — i’m pretty nervous.” percy blurred out of the blue.

“gods, i’m so glad you said that cause, i so was too.” you sighed softly, your heartbeat stilling for the first time this night as you shifted your body so you were turned towards percy. “i really wanted my gift to special and.. i feel like if it isn’t you’d like hate me or something.”

“i could never hate you.”

you paused for a moment. it’d only be a few years since you’d started to date percy, you should’ve been more used to his personality. yet, it never seemed to catch you off guard when he said these kind of sentimental things.

“even if i got you like..a smelly sock for christmas?”

percy laughed before shaking his head. you bite the inside of your mouth, frowning slightly as your face grew hot.

“sorry, i’ve been so quiet tonight.” you averted percy’s gaze, picking at the clear taping of your present. “it’s just — I don’t know, i guess i was lost in my own head.”

percy watched you quietly, leaning forward to cup your cheek as he planted a soft kiss to your lips, pulling back to stare you head on in your eyes.

“don’t apologize for something like that, it’s fine — really.” percy replied, his voice soft and careful. it made your body feel warm.

“if you want, you could open my gift first,” he added, moving his hand to rest atop yours. “that way you won’t be so nervous.”

you smiled, a genuine one. “that or your gift will be so amazing that it makes mine look horrible.” percy grinned back at you.

“let’s see.”

you nodded, turning to stare down the gift in your lap before you started to unravel it. it wasn’t a particularly big present, not that you minded at all. anything from percy was something to treasure. you moved the packaging to the side carefully as you stared at the small box that hit behind it.

it wasn’t cardboard, more like.. leather? or silk. and it was blue — percy’s trademark. you looked to him with a curious look on your face before turning back to gaze at the small box. you let your finger glide over the material once more before you opened it.

“percy..?” you mumbled out, voice barely a whisper.

inside the box contained a small ring that looked to be just about the size of your ring finger. your heart dropped at the sight of it — in a good way. it was pretty, careful patterns etched into that showed that it was finely crafted. and at the center of it, a small gem that was the same shade of your favorite color.

the cherry on top.

your eyes started to water involuntarily as your lips trembled. you were at a loss for words, how could you say anything? you stared at percy in shock as you tried to grasp the right words to say, eventually coming up with the idea to not say any words at all, leaning forward as you pulled him into a tight hug.

percy hugged back immediately, burying his head into your shoulder as he wrapped his arms around you gently.

you pulled back to look at him, tears pooling down your face as he wiped them away with his thumb, pressing a kiss to your tear stained cheeks.

“you’re..you’re totally insane for being nervous.” you managed out, laughing slightly as you choked back a sob. “how did you get the money to pay for this?”

“i saved up!” he replied brightly, a proud smile flashing on his face. your shoulders trembled as a warm laugh broke through your lips, causing percy to flush slightly in your hold.

“thank you so much percy.” you whispered, moving your hand to rest on his cheek as you spoke. “you really didn’t have to get me something like this.”

“it’s all fine.” he replied calmly. “it’s you were talking about, y’know.” your face burned with embarrassment as you smiled uncontrollably, pulling percy in for a deeper kiss.

you pulled away from him, watching quietly as percy took the small blue box you’d placed on the floor beside you and opening it. he held the promise ring in his hand, gently taking your own as he slid the ring on carefully. you watched him quietly before press another kiss to his face.

then another, and another.

and before you knew it, you were peppering kisses all over his face, taking the small giggles he emitted from his lips as a sign to do even more than before. percy managed your name out though his giggles, fingers digging into your winter coat as he tried to pry you off of him.

“the — gift!” he giggled, shutting his eyes tightly as you pressed another kiss to the bridge of his nose. “what about — your gift?”

“another time.” was all you whispered as you slid the gift away, focusing in on making sure you’d filled every single spot off percy’s with the feeling of your lips.

safe to say percy hadn’t gotten to see what you’d gotten him till a little later into the night.

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justporo · 4 months

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To always meet again

Astarion - being as sneaky as the rogue he is - presents you wíth a present. Probably the best you could have imagined.

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Author's Note: Written for the "Found Family" prompt of the BG3 Winter Holiday challenge and I'm putting it also down for "Ornaments". Alright folks, we're closing out the Winter Challenge with some big happy feelings! Merry Christmas to all of you who celebrate and also lovely, peaceful days to everyone else!

Pairing: Astarion/GN!Tav (You) Warnings: none Wordcount: 2,2k ~~~

Astarion finally decided you’d had enough of a break and led you back home. Your former gloominess you found to your own surprise had subsided. The vampire really had figured out quite well, what might drag you out of a bad mood.

This time it had been taking you on a stroll through the snowy city and just blabbering away while you had eyed the massive snow drifts at the side of the roads, wondering if maybe throwing yourself in one would make your thoughts and anxiety stop racing.

But of course Astarion had noticed and stopped you. With a firm hold around your shoulders he had dragged you away from an especially tall heap of snow and mumbled something about how he hoped you’d know to behave like someone above the age of five.

That had annoyed you and made you pout. And after a while his grip on your shoulders had loosened again because he had believed you'd come to your senses - fool!

You had fallen a few steps behind while the vampire had kept rambling while still trying to distract you from your worries.

When he had been busy rattling off all the reasons why he thought you were incredible and why you shouldn’t worry as much, he’d realised that you weren’t beside him anymore. WIth searching eyes he’d turned around: “Love? Please don’t tell me you’re trying to drown yourself in snow - I’m not dragg-” The rest of the sentence had been interrupted by a snowball smacking the vampire straight in the face.

He had hissed at you angrily while you had simply cackled - which had made Astarion even more angry. Almost too quick for you to see had he then grabbed some snow himself and fired back with impeccable aim.

What had followed had been a fierce snowball fight with lots of laughter and teasing mockery - up until Astarion had grabbed you and dragged you down with him into a huge pile of snow, making you screech and then laugh. You had gotten what you had wanted after all.

Still laughing had you gotten up again and started to make your way home while trying to shake the snow off your clothes and out of your hair. Your face had become a lively pink colour and Astarion had gleamed with admiration and love.

But now as you stood at the steps to your front door you felt some of the worries and anxiety creep back up again. You felt a bit of weight settle uncomfortably in your chest again and you hesitated going up the steps as Astarion was already up and unlocking the door.

When your partner realised that you’d been hesitating he turned around to observe you standing there like a statue and biting your lip because the negative thoughts were already getting the better of you once more.

“My love, we’re not even back inside and all my hard work to cheer you up was already laid to waste? Look, I’m still covered in snow even!” Astarion pouted and stopped halfway through unlocking the door.

He was trying to lighten the mood but when you only looked at him with a pained expression the mocking glint in his red eyes softened.

He stepped down the couple of steps until he was on eye level with you again. His smile was genuine now.

“Darling, I promise you won’t have to worry”, he said softly and cupped your cheek that was tinted a light pink from the cold. Astarion’s thumb wandered over your cheek repeatedly, brushing your worries away one by one, while he looked at you with incredible gentleness in his eyes. It was one of those looks that had the power to make your heart stutter for a moment.

The vampire leaned forward, lightly lifting your face up to his and planted a quick kiss on your lips. And immediately when he broke away you grabbed his hand still cupping your face and then made to stand on your tiptoes again to steal a second kiss - this one longer and quickly becoming something chasing the cold from the weather away.

After a while Astarion withdrew while he was clearing his throat - was he flustered?

The vampire’s eyes flicked from yours to behind you and then quickly back to you. A nonchalant grin was already on his lips again.

But you smelled that something was going on. Your brows furrowed and eyes narrowed. You threw a glance over your shoulder but nothing was there - just your tall living room window with some ice creeping up its corners.

Or wait - you could see some light from the fireplace. That definitely hadn’t been lit when you had left. Had Gale started a fire?

Something was definitely fishy - and you weren’t particularly fond of it.

You turned back around and stared at Astarion judgmentally while putting your hands on your hips.

The vampire immediately became defensive: “What? What have I done now?”

“I don’t know yet, but I’ll preemptively let you know: I’m not up for jesting tonight, Astarion.”

Your partner snorted in offence and mirrored your pose while he pouted: “Why must you always be so judgemental, my heart? You didn’t get that from me, did you?” You saw the grin dragging up one corner of his mouth despite his offended tone.

With a quick step forward Astarion planted another small kiss onto the top of your nose - immediately you remembered a moment some weeks ago, when the first snow had fallen. The smile that now found its way onto your lips was inevitable as you were reminded of how you’d kissed a snow flake off the annoyed vampire’s nose.

“Everything will be quite alright, my love”, Astarion promised you with a big grin right then and there. And then with a wink turned fleet-footedly to take the few steps back up to the front door again. With a hand lightly placed on your back he pushed you along.

Astarion flung the door open wide and pushed you inside in a manner you found a bit overly dramatic - you were quite capable of walking back inside yourself.

And you were ready to tell your vampire as much when you realised there were people standing in your hallway - and quite a lot too.

“Uhm”, you helplessly made and took in the scene.

Before you stood each and every one of your companions - all beaming brightly at you. Well except maybe for Lae’zel who was wearing her perpetual snarl - but even that seemed softened right now as she looked at you.

All of them were here, cramped into the hallway up to the archway to the living room. You had turned into a statue once more, only capable of staring at all of your friends in surprise.

“Hey soldier”, Karlach said with an impossibly broad grin and then she simply stepped forward and enveloped you into an almost bone crushing hug, that lifted you straight off your feet. “I missed you so much!” the tiefling exclaimed while she pressed you against her own body.

You could barely breathe and were almost sure you heard her sniffle while she buried her face in your hair and softly swayed you from side to side, but you couldn’t be happier. Your heart was swelling with warmth and love as simultaneously all worry that had consumed so much of your energy today up until now was driven out of it.

When she set you down again the floodgates had been opened. Almost all of them took their turns wrapping you in their arms while Astarion closed the front door behind you and quickly helped you out of your cloak.

The smug grin on his face you noticed out of the corner of your eye before you got wrapped in another crushing hug by Halsin immediately told you that he had something to do with all of this. But for the moment you were busy happily greeting all of your friends.

Only when everyone had greeted you and the entryway of your cosy home was buzzing with chatter and laughter did you turn around to Astarion who in an uncommon manner for him had taken a step back and was just watching you and the others with a content smile.

“So, what’s your involvement in all of this?”, you asked your vampire while raising an eyebrow questioningly at him.

Immediately, Astarion started an overly dramatic act, behaving much more like you were used to again.

“Who? Me?” he asked and elegantly but with exaggeration placed his hand on his chest as if he was being accused of a dire crime.

You cocked your head at him.

Astarion simply shrugged as he began to grin again.

“I was just - you know me, darling - very convincing”, your partner replied while his grin became almost a bit predatory.

“Convincing, yes,” Lae’zel took up the conversation. You threw a glance at her over your shoulder and saw how she had narrowed her eyes at Astarion while the others around her were mostly busy with idle chatter.

“He threatened to gut us if we’d dare to not show up here for this ridiculous holiday festivity”, the githyanki hissed.

“Oh, Lae’zel, you’re so bitter. Don’t say it wasn’t an invitation after your own liking”, Astarion exclaimed cheerfully as he stepped up to you and put an arm around you. The githyanki just gave him another death stare while the vampire kept up his unfaltering smile.

“You also kept us waiting long enough”, Shadowheart chimed in with pursed lips. “And then on top of that you also made us watch you make out on the front steps,” she continued and you saw how her eyebrow jumped up in annoyance.

Your eyes widened and a blush crept onto your face as you realised that that must have been what (or rather whom) Astarion had seen when you had kissed on the front steps. The cleric just shrugged at your reaction and you saw that she was suppressing a laugh.

“Yeah, gods be damned, get a room, right?”, Karlach barged into the conversation and started laughing immediately while you felt your face grow even hotter. It had been a while since you and Astarion had been called out by your companions about your lovey-dovey behaviour. And obviously you weren’t used to it anymore.

“I’ll happily remind you, Karlach, that all of these are our rooms and you are merely guests here”, Astarion retorted while he wrapped his arm firmer around you and pressed a quick kiss to your lips and then - before you could even react - slapped your butt. Which earned him another howling fit of laughter from Karlach and some sensible chuckles all around while Shadowheart and Lae’zel looked ready to throw up.

Still in his embrace you felt how your face must’ve become even redder. You turned to Astarion, ready to wipe his smug grin off his face. But he swiftly stepped out of your reach.

“Apropos, guests, my love,” he began and quickly brought some distance in between you two.

“Don’t you want to invite our guests to sit down for dinner”, Astarion quickly continued and motioned towards your living room with an outstretched arm.

You were trying to protest - nothing was prepared there yet.

But when you stepped over your words died on your lips.

The living room looked like a winter paradise. Small mage lights were dancing all around the room making it sparkle. Holly, mistletoes and even whole fir branches seemed to have sprouted from the walls and the ceiling. And when you stepped into what you had thought was your living room you were irritated by the crunching noise that your footsteps made. Looking down you realised that the floor was covered in a layer of snow - even though you were inside. You could barely believe it.

The whole room looked almost like it had been teleported to a wintery forest. Only the furniture and the tall living room window with a view of the outside were reminders that you were still inside.

Your mouth fell open in disbelief. And then you took in the centre piece: in the middle of the room stood a huge banquet table decked with space for everyone, all the dishes you and Gale had prepared and lots more of wintery decor and candelabra that threw their warm light onto everything.

It looked magical and you immediately knew you had a certain wizard to thank for that - and of course your vampire who had made sure that everything would turn out perfectly.

The others who seemingly had already taken in the wondrously decorated room came swarming around you then, taking up spots at the table.

When Gale passed you, you shortly grabbed and squeezed his hand in passing to thank him. He winked back at you kind of awkwardly before he went to sit down.

For a moment you stood there and took in the scene while Astarion stood beside you, looping his arm around your waist once more.

All of your friends here, laughing, talking while the love of your life was by your side. This was absolutely the best of all possible outcomes. Your chest swelled with happiness and your eyes with tears as you took it in a moment longer before you turned to your soulmate who was softly and adoringly smiling at you.

“Thank you,” you whispered so silently it was almost inaudible.

“No,” Astarion whispered back and leaned in close, touching his forehead to yours, “thank you for everything that brought all of us here.”

And to that you had nothing more to add.

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tteokdoroki · 1 year

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*ੈ🌩️‧₊˚— through the storm, there’s always you + katsuki bakugou.

૮˶ᵕ ༝ᵕ˶ა synopsis — the one in which katsuki bakugou hates the winter, until you bring him a gift that changes his mind for the better.

⭑ warnings — please read + mdni ! characters aged up, fluff, strangers to lovers, mentions of injury, mentions of hospitals, pregnancy & birth ( non - descriptive ), winter babies, wholesome family content, not beta read ! - fem!reader, pro-hero!bakugou.

⭑ words — 1.8K.

⭑ notes — hi !!! merry christmas if you celebrate and happy holidays to those who don’t !! i hope you’re all keeping well and safe. here’s a little drabble for your troubles since i’m working on something longer that’ll hopefully be out in the new year !! so this isn’t beta read and i hope you enjoy !! mwah - m.list ✩

katsuki had always hated the weather around christmas time.

as a kid it meant being stuffed into itchy, scratchy sweaters that matched with stupid deku’s and being forced into what seemed like hours of pointless christmas card photo shoots tucked in next to the green haired, green eyed wimp. it meant mitsuki dragging him out of the comfort of his all night sheets early on December 25th to swap presents— her loud, irritating voice booming out Christmas carols with the words sung wrong as his pops set up a hearty breakfast and plucked wrapping paper from between the spikes of a young bakugou’s blonde hair.

back then, mitsuki would pull the cruel joke of putting coal in the younger’s stocking for a laugh and in response katsuki would hide all of her hurts to make it look like she had none.

in middle school, katsuki spent most of his winter break running over school choices— learning the curriculum inside and out so that he could get into U.A. friends, family gatherings, festive…none of them mattered to him as much as his aspirations did, but he still helped masaru decorate the house and put up the tree— lit the fire because he didn’t run as hot as other people during the colder season. he hardly saw his friends, his posse, his entourage, whatever they were. they didn’t understand what it was like to work for something, to want to succeed…to make sacrifices. these were people katsuki didn’t need.

when christmas roll around at UA, katsuki felt like he was really part of something for the first time. his friends, kirishima and kaminari especially, begged him to cook the dinner— getting permission from aizawa after school to buy the ingredients, clinging onto his arms to keep him warm while asking him what went in what, affectionately pissing him off.

there’d been a gift exchange too, and he’d tried to brush it off when his group of little misfits had presented him with a few exclusive allmight merchandise that hadn’t been collectible since he was a kid. ‘thanks,’ he’d mumbled, brushing an arm over his eyes in away that covered up the tears brewing in them. ‘idiots.’ aside from the celebrations and the small twinkle of happiness being surrounded by his classmates brought him— winter still sucked for bakugou. he’d discovered his quirk didn’t quite work the same, that he’d need to train a hundred times harder to be just as efficient as his peers during the flu season if he were to succeed and become a top hero like he’d promised himself as a kid. his hero costume required form fitting sleeves and a collar up to his neck that made him think back to that time where that villain had almost ended his life and he wasn’t quite strong enough to escape its reach.

bakugou fucking hated the winter because of it.

the Christmas season starts to become even more intolerable once katsuki breaks onto the scene as rookie pro hero dynamight. he gets stuck with all the bullshit patrols like the Black Friday sales and Christmas eve last minute rushes for gifts because he’s not quite high enough on the ranks for the ‘real’ work yet. it’s fine, the blonde tells himself, anythin’ to get higher up in the ranks. spreading the holiday spirit isn’t exactly his forte but the singles without families to go home to for the festives seemingly love spotting the desirable and explosive hero stalking the city streets, and it does wonders for his reputation too.

after bakugou’s first year as a rookie, do things pick up. he gets his first villain attack on december 24th, a simple robbery that he gets to handle all on his own— the prick’s quirk is fast moving, strong and nearly wipes the blonde out in one clear shot, sending him flying into the nearest building while other rookies evacuate the scene.

“m-mister…uh, dynamight? a-are you okay?”

your voice had been soft, your face the first thing he had scene when his vision realigned. blood trickled down the roundness if your cheeks, features aglow from the fires his quirk had set to your building— your humble little tailoring shop that he’d noticed was usually buzzing with customers on patrol. “i uh— you hit your head pretty hard sir a-and there’s a villain outside— i don’t think you can fight it like this—“ you’d tried to explain in a hurry, the situation now obvious as bakugou’s head lay in your lap.

groaning, he’d wanted to pull away from you get back up and take the damn villain down but before he could even move it’s quirk had sent another blast in the direction of your precious shop. one minute, bakugou’s life is flashing before his eyes and the next an invisible shield flies up in front of you both, protecting you from whatever impact had been coming. “‘m goin’ back out there,” bakugou told you sternly, gathering himself back up. there was no way a civilian should be doing his job, he should be protecting you, not the other way around. “stay fuckin’ put, till i get back. then we’re goin’ to a hospital.”

turns out, you were great at following orders, by the time bakugou had taken out the perpetrator— you were more than willing to go with him to the hospital to get your injuries checked out. he stayed with you the entire time, he owed it to you at least. you’d saved his life, and sacrificed your shop but uttered not a word of complaint in response. and in the winter days that followed the incident, he visited and brought flowers and sat with you— learning about you, learning to love you right into the new year.

bakugou’s spirits towards winter and Christmas had certainly changed since then. well into his thirties with achy joints, silvering hair and a stomach that’s a little less toned than it used to be— dynamight sits perched on the highest of buildings, a com mic pressed into his slightly muted ear. “ai’ght fuckers, let’s get this over with. the wife’s given me only a couple hours b’fore she can’t hold on any longer.” he grunts to his fellow heroes, ready to take down their annual Christmas robbery.

it couldn’t have come at a worse time, katsuki promising you that he wouldn’t be working on the holiday for the sake of your kids— who needed their father just one day out of the year. you’d wrapped him up extra tight, a homemade scarf you’d worked on in the last few months slipped softly around his neck as you scolded him for taking up over time when he should have been with you, with his family.

“you got it kacchan,” izuku chuckles from his end of the line— positioned some ways away, his eyes also on the target. “operation kacchan’s home for Christmas is a go.”

“agreed. i do not like it when mrs.bakugou is angry.” todoroki chimes in plainly, also accompanying the childhood duo on their mission.

“then keep yer eyes on the fuckin’ target— the sooner we can get my ass home t’what really matters this Christmas!” the blonde scolds his long time friends, rolling eyes eyes fondly as he sets his eyes on the target who‘d ripped him away from his family.

“daddy! you’re late!”

katsuki’s oldest just barely looks up from her phone— a gift from last year— as he rushes into the hospital waiting room still decked out in his ashy hero gear. kayako bakugou still accepts the kiss to her forehead from her father and the ruffle to her blonde curls once he’s close enough. she has his hair, the colour of his eyes but the shape of her features are undoubtedly yours— the perfect blend of two people completely and utterly in love.

his vermilion gaze shoots to his son, kuzki— a quiet little boy who’s not quite like the rest of the bakugou bunch but equally as loving and as precious to dynamight himself. “sorry ya guys have to be here on Christmas Day, s’late too,” the man pinches his kid’s cheek, kazuki squirming happily, albeit a bit sleepy. “we can open presents later, after i see momma.”

“s’okay papa! nana mitsuki got us candy!” he squeals, the eldest bakugou hiding her nose in her magazine at her mention.

“ma!”

“what?” she huffs back, nodding her head towards the door. “you don’t have time to have a go at me, katsuki. your wife is waiting for you.”

both of the bakugou kids get a smooch on their foreheads, and mitsuki the middle finger ( discreetly and in his head because he won’t risk getting his ass kicked by his own mother in front of his offspring ). he stalks his way into your private hospital room, keeping his clunky steps unusually quiet as he spots you resting in your bed.

“you’re lucky, she just fed and was about to go down for a nap, but it seems like she was waiting for a certain someone.” you coo but you’re not looking at your husband, instead at the tiny bundle of joy wriggling about in her swaddle, laying in your arms.

the elder blonde approaches the two of you, curling an arm immediately— soothed by your warmth which sends the chill of winter straight out of him. “she?” bakugou questions, too tentatively for a man with such a misshapen and rough exterior. you pass the little baby girl off to him, letting him take in the scent of baby powder and fresh linen. “god, she’s pretty. just like her momma, huh?”

“think that’s all you, kats, you know these bakugou genes wait for no one,” you breathe your words out in exhaustion, but a smile stays strong in your face like the blistering winds outside. “thirteen hours of labour and she still couldn’t wait for daddy.”

“‘m sorry i couldn’t be there, stupid fuckin’—“ the baby stirs in his hold, growing fussy as if she already knows the signature forbidden word of the bakugou household. “stupid freakin’ deku held us up at the mission ‘n i tried my best t’get here..” bakugou loses his words, staring at his his newborn princess with so much love in the world— she’s tiny in his arms, gargling sleepily as he bounces her, standing to walk the room with his new little girl and showing her the snowfall.

the three of you are entranced by the first glimmer of the crystalline weather— the room swimming with a contrasting warmth that katsuki can bear to stand because it’s not a frosted winter. it’s a perfect love. his own oasis away from the cold. “s’okay kats, she just wanted to be the best christmas gift you could have asked for,” you murmur. “our perfect little christmas gift.”

katsuki bakugou hums in agreement, watching eyes the colour of your own but the shape of his flutter with tiredness for the first time being out in the new world. and now with his little treasure, his darling daughter and absolute labour of love— katsuki bakugou is able to state his reason for finally finding appreciation for winter after all this time.

“merry christmas, princess.” he says to her wistfully. “and to you too, m’love.”

“merry christmas, kats.” you whisper back, your voice to him like a call through the storm.

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definitelynotafurinasimp · 4 months

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Them with a reader that tries to be Santa Claus

alternatively: Them with a reader that dresses up to hand out gifts

characters: Charlotte / Clorinde / Furina / Navia x gn!reader (separate)

warnings: none, just fluff

a/n: Soon is christmas eve, aka the day I celebrate christmas on, so Merry Christmas everyone! And Happy Holidays/a nice weekend to those of you that don't celebrate! I hope you all have a great time!

Anyway, hope you enjoy!

Charlotte

The moment Charlotte first heard about the series of break-ins happening all over Fontaine, she set her mind on investigating them and writing a piece on them once she found the culprit. It wasn't every day that such an interesting case revealed itself after all, and letting it go to waste was the exact opposite of what a self-respecting journalist would do.

All of which was to say that meet-ups between you and Charlotte became rarer as her entire focus shifted towards her new project. So when you finally got the chance to meet, you wanted to make the most of it, getting each other up to speed on what you had been doing these past few days as quickly as possible before moving on to different topics.

“Now that I remember! I saw this really funny red and white coat and hat at that store recently, so I–” you were in the process of rambling while bending downwards and trying to fish the aforementioned hat out of your bag, when Charlotte suddenly interrupted you, her eyes wide open as she seemingly just remembered something.

“That reminds me of something! Have you heard of the recent break-ins all around the city? I’m currently investigating them, I’m sure it will make for a fantastic article, maybe even one of my best.” She asked, causing your head to tilt slightly as you stared at her in confusion, trying to recollect whether you’ve heard of them or not.

“Break-ins? Sorry Charlotte, this is the first I’ve heard of it. What made you remember it all of a sudden, though?” You returned the question, still bent down as you looked up at her.

“Apparently the perpetrator was seen wearing a red and white coat by eye-witnesses. It didn't seem like they wanted to remain hidden at all, especially since they left behind items each and every time, spanning from children’s toys to pieces of clothing… Oh! Maybe they are trying to threaten their victims!?”

The moment you heard Charlotte’s description, you froze, staring at her with increasingly wider eyes while slowly returning to your original position, putting the red hat back onto the bottom of your bag while shifting its contents around until it was covered by another item.

“Oh! Sorry for interrupting you, I just really wanted to tell you about it before I forgot, so I kinda ran my mouth. What were you saying about the hat and coat you saw while shopping?” Charlotte shifted her attention back to you, her usual big smile on her lips as she apologized, causing your face to nearly start blushing.

“O-oh yeah… I thought about how weird they looked. Like, who in their right mind would buy something that stupid looking? Right?” You nervously laughed it off before quickly changing the topic.

Maybe– just maybe –today wasn’t the day to tell Charlotte about your brilliant idea to surprise people with gifts.

Clorinde

It was fair to say that if someone had asked Clorinde how she imagined her evening to go, “having to convince the guardes to release you after they had to fish your half-conscious and yet still screaming body out of some families chimney after you got stuck in it upside-down” definitely wasn’t going to be her predicted response. And yet here you were anyway. Having to explain the whole situation to a pair of justifiably disturbed parents and their child was exhausting enough, but having to do the same to Fontaine’s police force was a completely different story.

“Miss Clorinde, you want to tell me that the subject attempted to climb down someone’s chimney to… deliver them a present? I know the two of you are close, but are you absolutely sure that your perception of them might not be skewed by your relationship? Having to confront the fact that a friend or partner might not be as kind or innocent as thought can be a difficult process.” The guard asked her once again, a compassionate look on his face, only for Clorinde to shake her head resolutely.

“I’m absolutely sure of it. They may do questionable things from time to time, but there’s no doubt in my mind their intentions were well-meaning.” She responded, causing the guard to let out a deep sigh before putting his signature on the piece of paper in front of him.

“If that’s the case, you can pick them up over there… just please make sure to tell them not to do anything like it again. When it happens once, it could be a misunderstanding… if it happens twice, there’s no excuse.”

When the two of you finally left the building, you were holding on to Clorinde tightly, tears rolling down your face as your whole body trembled.

“I’m never doing it again. I thought I was going to die there! Can you imagine how scary it is to be stuck in such a tight place? I couldn’t even move my arms!” You finally managed to form a few coherent sentences, taking deep breaths every once and again as you didn’t seem to calm down until Clorinde reluctantly put one of her arms around you.

…There was nothing wrong with showing weakness, but could the two of you please go home please?

“Why are chimneys so small in the first place?” You eventually asked, not specifically aimed at Clorinde, rather any chimney Archon that might be eavesdropping on your conversation, causing her to let out a small sigh she didn’t realize she had held in before starting to move.

“Let’s get you home first before we discuss architectural matters.”

Furina

If you had asked her on any other day, Furina would have shot down your idea in an instant. The mental image of the former Hydro Archon donning a red hat, coat and fake white beard before handing out small presents to the residents of Fontaine passing by on the street being horrible enough to make her visibly cringe. And yet, when you asked in what was a conversation littered with jests, she jokingly accepted, thinking nothing more of it and quickly forgetting your proposal… that was until she opened her door on one winter day, only to find you standing there, dressed in the same outfit you had described all this time ago, with a second one in your bag.

While you seemed to have the time of your life, talking with a child and their parent in as deep of a voice as you could muster before showing them a big smile, letting out the same laugh she had at one point found amusing before quickly growing sick of it and handing them a small toy, the same could not be said for Furina.

Sure, she did her best to imitate your cheerful act, her career as an actress making her performance perfect enough that Furina was sure no one was able to tell it was just a charade, but saying she was having a blast would be far from the truth…

“And? Is it as bad as you thought it was going to be?” You asked her in what was barely more than a whisper, making sure nobody around you would be able to hear your voice.

“This is embarrassing. I cannot believe I actually agreed to this. Aren’t you scared someone will find out who you are?” Furina responded in kind, only for you to let out your deep laugh once again, nearly causing her to cringe then and there.

“Anyone looking for Furina would look for someone clearly just acting. So throw your worries out the window and just embrace the ridiculousness and you won't have to worry about a thing”, you explained, before giving her an amused smile. “Try it.”

“Try what–” Furina asked you in a confused manner, only for it to click the moment the words left her mouth, “--No. I’m not doing the laugh.”

“I promise you’ll start to enjoy this whole thing if you just do it.”

“I–... I cannot believe I’m actually starting to consider it.” Furina cut herself off with a sigh, before once again opening her mouth and finally following your advice. Letting out as deep of a laugh as possible while approaching the next parent and child she saw, only to receive a smile from you in response.

“Ho Ho Ho! What’s your name? Let me take a look at my list to see if you were a good child this year.”

Navia

Handing out gifts was one thing both you and Navia appreciated. No matter how much money you had, seeing someone’s eyes light up when they received a present was enough to turn even a middling day into a good one. And if there was one demographic besides your loved ones that felt great to give gifts to, it were children, so when you pitched your idea of dressing up and delivering presents to Navia, she was quick to take you up on it.

Having the outfits designed and made, as well as putting enough money to the side to buy enough toys to hand out to a all children of Poisson and Fleuve Cendre as well as a few of Fontaine’s overground took quite a bit of time, but once it was finally done, you and a few of your colleagues were ready to head out.

As Navia sat in her office, nervously glancing at her clock every now and then while waiting for you to return, she couldn’t help but start to worry. Making a few rounds in the Fleuve Cendre shouldn’t take that long. Sure, the canalisation could be a bit disorienting from time to time, but you had been down there often enough to know its layout like the back of your hand. Maybe you just made a quick stop somewhere along your way? No, you wouldn't be two hours late if you did… or maybe you ran into trouble?

Just as Navia was about to start imagining horror scenarios however, a knock on her door interrupted her thoughts, and when you waltzed into her office with an apologetic smile, she let out a sigh of relief.

“Where’s your costume?” Navia’s attention shifted to your clothes once she finally calmed down, only to find the red coat and hat missing. With a slightly embarrassed smile you signaled to the bag in your hand, previously full of toys, now containing nothing but your outfit.

“A few kids asked me to play tag… and I kind of– Heh, tripped and into the water.” You nervously explained as Navia observed the clothes in your bag. “The parents of the child didn’t let me leave before I washed up and they could clean my costume, saying it would be wrong after everything the Spina did to help them… so that’s why I was late.”

“When I took a walk around Poisson I saw a lot of smiling children today. I’m sure your idea brightened many days, so thank you. Welcome home.”

#charlotte x reader #charlotte #charlotte x y/n #charlotte x you #genshin x reader #clorinde #clorinde x reader #clorinde x you #clorinde x y/n #furina #furina x you #furina x y/n #furina x reader #navia #navia x reader #navia x you #navia x y/n

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promptfairy · 5 months

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❥ 𝐂𝐇𝐑𝐈𝐒𝐓𝐌𝐀𝐒 𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐆 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐋𝐄𝐘 [ 𝚂𝙴𝙽𝚃𝙴𝙽𝙲𝙴 𝚂𝚃𝙰𝚁𝚃𝙴𝚁𝚂 ] .

change gendered language & add context to your needs . happy roleplaying !! ♡

“ last christmas , i gave you my heart . ” “ i kept my distance , but you still caught my eye . ” “ tell me , do you recognize me ?? ” “ now i know what a fool i’ve been . ” “ if you kissed me now , i know you’d fool me again . ” “ i was hiding from you & your soul of ice . ” “ my god , i thought you were someone to rely on . ” “ i guess i was just a shoulder to cry on . ” “ now i’ve found a real love ; you’ll never fool me again . ” “ i thought you were here to stay . ” “ how could you love me for only a day ?? ” “ i thought you were someone special . ” “ i don’t want a lot for christmas . ” “ i don’t care about the presents underneath the christmas tree . ” “ i just want you for my own , more than you could ever know . ” “ make my wish come true . ” “ all i want for christmas is you . ” “ i won’t even wish for snow . ”

“ i’m just gonna keep on waiting underneath the mistletoe . ” “ i’m feeling christmas all around . ” “ it’s hard to focus when i see him walking across the room . ” “ i’m avoiding every mistletoe until i know it’s true love . ” “ i want to let you unwrap me . ” “ this year , i’ve got to be smart . ” “ later , we’ll have some pumpkin pie & do some caroling . ” “ in the meadow , we can build a snowman . ” “ it’s the most wonderful time of the year . ” “ you are my home for all seasons . ” “ please don’t cry , it’s christmas . ” “ i only want you under my mistletoe . ” “ i might change your contact to ‘ has a huge north pole . ’ ” “ i’ve been a bad girl , i guess i’m getting coal . ” “ let me come warm you up , you’ve been out in the snow . ” “ you’re my wishlist . ” “ looking at you’s got me thinking christmas . ” “ it’s been a long , hard year . ”

“ let’s hope the snow will make christmas right . ” “ sure it’s madness , but it’s magic . ” “ i just want a cozy little christmas here with you . ” “ you’re the only one i’m wishing for . ” “ we were dreamers not so long ago . ” “ there’s no time to waste ; there’s so much to celebrate . ” “ tell me what’s on your wishlist , i wanna make it come true . ” “ i don’t think i’m gonna make it through the winter , babe . ” “ santa won’t bring you somebody who loves you more than me . ” “ you’re gonna leave me all alone ?? on christmas ?? ” “ can’t we just snuggle underneath the tree by the fireplace ?? ” “ you know i make those cookies you like . ” “ maybe this christmastime , you’ll finally realize that i could be the one to give you everything you want . ” “ greeting cards have all been sent . ” “ i still have one wish to make . ” “ in my dreams , i’m christmasing with you . ” “ every day is a holiday when i’m near to you . ” “ if there is love in your heart & your mind , you will feel like christmas all the time . ” “ merry christmas , darling . ”

#sentence starters #sentence meme #christmas starters #christmas meme #rp starters #rp meme #rp prompts #roleplay starters #roleplay meme #roleplay prompts #never realized how many h*rny christmas songs there are until i made this lol #also sorry for all the random spaces tumblr has made formatting these literally impossible & like for no reason

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kassiekole22 · 4 months

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First Christmas

Pairing: Syzoth X Fem!Reader

Description: You and Syzoth celebrate your first Christmas together...

Warnings: Fluff! 💚

Word Count: 1k

A/N: I have been saving this for a little while now. In fact, it has been sitting in my queue for quite some time. 😅 I do plan on doing more lovely holiday fics after this as well, and not just for Syzoth. I hope you all enjoy this and Merry Christmas, everybody! ❤️💚❤️💚

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𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐

"Wake up, my little pickle." I chuckled to myself as I shook my boyfriend's shoulder, eager to see him wake and stare up at me with those breathtaking green eyes once again.

But I only got an agitated groan in response. Syzoth was always quite difficult to pull out of bed. Once he was warm, he would stay in the same spot for hours upon hours, just soaking up as much heat as he could. The blanket nest he made for himself the night prior was no different.

But after a few more nudges, his eyes reluctantly opened to peer up at me with disappointment.

"A few more minutes..." He whined like a young child who wasn't getting his way.

I merely laughed at his behavior and shook my head. "Nope! It's Christmas morning! Time for presents!"

"You Earthrealmers never fail to confuse me with your traditions. This early just for for gifts?" He grumbled while getting out of bed.

His body visibly shivered when he crawled out of the covers. Despite the heat being on, two space heaters, and the thickest sweater I could find for him, Syzoth still could barely cope with Earthrealm's winters. The very thought of him leaving his nest of heated blankets made his skin chill.

Giggling to myself, I took his hand and pulled him to the living room, where our 7ft tree stood tall in the corner of the room with presents nestled safely beneath it.

We decorated it last night. He was scheduled to arrive in Earthrealm on Christmas Eve, so I decided to wait so we could do it together. I didn't mind. But I'll never forget all the confused questions that the Zaterran laid on me as we got it ready for Christmas.

"Why do you humans bring a tree into your home and hang all this shiny stuff off of its branches?"

"Do you at least make sure there are no creatures living inside first?"

"Why does a star go on top?"

Luckily, I did not need a ladder to reach the top of the tree this year, since Syzoth's 8ft Zaterran form towered over it. Though he acted confused as he carefully placed the star on the top branch, I could see a small hint of pride as he did it. It was like he was proud that he was completing the look.

When we both stepped back to admire our creation, I couldn't help but notice the child-like wonder in his eyes as the twinkling lights reflected in his irises. Much like they did now, as he slowly creeped into the living room to investigate all of the new differences that had changed overnight.

"So that man really was here?" He asked as he kneeled down by the tree to pick up a small gift in his big hands. He shook it lightly before asking with uncertainty, "What's his name? Ummmm... Sandie Claws?"

I burst out laughing at his assumption and then corrected him nicely, to not make him feel dumb, "Santa Clause. And... Yes... He did..."

After seeing the fascination grow in his eyes as I told him about the all-famous St. Nick, I couldn't bring myself to tell him that he wasn't even real. And since he had never experienced this holiday as a child, I just decided to go with it to humor the inner child that hid within the man.

A large smile spread across his lips as he looked up at me, almost as if he was waiting for the go-ahead to tear into the gifts before him. Chuckling, I nodded and got my camera ready.

After that, he placed the items on the coffee table and wrapped his arms around me in a tight embrace. It was the sweetest gift of all. The biggest grin was displayed proudly on my face as I snuggled into his touch.

The sounds of claws shredding paper and gasps of excitement filled the room as he revealed each surprise one-by-one. He held up the worms from the local reptile shop in my town, a scrub brush for exfoliating dead skin away while he was shedding, and a spray bottle to keep his skin moist when he didn't have the time to soak as I snapped the final picture for the Christmas of 2023 album.

"I hope you enjoyed it, pickle." I breathed as my heart beamed with happiness that I was lucky enough to be present for this milestone in his life—his first Christmas.

"We are not done, my sunshine." He then whispered in my ear before pulling away from me and reaching into his pocket.

My eyes widened in astonishment as I watched him pull a beautiful homemade necklace out. A gorgeous green gem pendant—that looked to be one from only Outworld—hung delicately on a thin silver chain. He placed it around my neck and planted a tender kiss on my cheek before whispering, "Thank you for making my first Christmas a special one."

My eyes teared up with joy as I felt the weight of the necklace on my neck and his cold skin brushing against mine. Though my emotions weren't from the gift, they were from the thought behind it.

He always knew just how to show how much he cared for me, and that was one of the many reasons why I was so grateful to know him, let alone be his partner. I knew for sure that Syzoth loved me, and I loved him just as much.

"Thank you." I murmured after turning around and hugging him one more time.

I held him so close and tight like if I were to let go and open my eyes, he would be gone, and I would realize that it was all fiction. But it was real. He was my destiny—my star.

He encased me in his arms again, completing the embrace. Later on, we would leave my house to go to Johnny's for Christmas dinner and his famous holiday party. But until then, it was just us in this beautiful moment that I would cherish forever.

𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐⭒𖤐

#mortal kombat 1 #mk1 #mortal kombat reptile #mk reptile #reptile #reptile x reader #mortal kombat syzoth #mk syzoth #syzoth #syzoth x reader #KassieMortalKombatFanFics

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arcanekai · 4 months

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All I Want For Christmas Is You

Aether X gn! Reader

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cn | friends to lovers; reader has a brother; reader and Aether are a bit dense

Word count | 2.5k

an | Merry Christmas/ Happy Holidays everyone! Hope you are spending this season with loved ones! And have a Happy New Year!

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The city of Monstadt was bustling with life as you walked down the street, humming a popular Christmas tune. You had just finished buying your brother's Christmas gift and were now doing a bit of window shopping. The decorations adoring every store reminded you of just what needed to be done before the fated family gathering happening on Christmas day. You still had to decorate the tree, make cookies, and buy an ugly sweater for the day. Not to mention, you need to prepare yourself for the onslaught of questions your relatives have for you and your love life. With a sign, you turn away from the store window and continue your journey down the street. As you turn the corner, you bump into something very sturdy. The impact made you stumble back a bit causing your foot to slip on the curb. Now falling backwards toward the pavement, you flail your arms to try and balance yourself only for someone's hand to grab your wrist and pull you to safety.

“Are you okay?”

You look up to see golden orbs gazing at you with worry.

“Aether? What are you doing here? I thought you were in Sumeru on vacation with Lumine?”

“Ha, I'll answer your question later. You still haven't answered mine.” Aether said with a small smile.

“Oh right, I'm fine,” you say as you rub the back of your neck in embarrassment, “my ankle hurts a little from the initial fall, but nothing life threatening.”

“That's good to hear, but maybe we should go to the hospital just in case. I can carry you on my back if you'd like?”

“There's no need for that! It's just a small sprain and I can walk just fine!” You shake your head and wave your hands in front of your face as a way to distract him from seeing the growing blush on your cheeks. “Besides, you still haven't answered my questions!”

“Alright, fine.” Aether replies a little defeated. “Lumine got snowed in at university and is still stuck there. We canceled our plans and decided to celebrate Christmas separately. As for why I am here currently, I'm buying presents.” He holds up the bag slightly with a sympathetic smile.

“You're spending Christmas by yourself? How about you spend Christmas with me and my family? I'm sure they wouldn't mind having you around, I mean you’re practically family at this point.”

Aether's eyes sadden at your last statement. Although he is happy you see him as family, he wished for something more. Something less familial and more romantic. Did you really not notice the huge crush he harbors for you? All those times in high school when he brought you somewhere secluded, just the two of you, only to be interrupted by one of your friends calling you. Or during college when he was the only one taking care of you when you were sick. His friends, as well as yours, caught on to his feelings for you and gave him multiple opportunities to confess to you, however, he was a coward. So, here he is, on the sidewalk of a busy street, talking to his best friend. Only his best friend, nothing more, nothing less.

“I mean if that's okay with you and your family. I don't want to intrude on your family time.” Aether said shyly.

“Nonsense! Besides, having you there means I get to avoid my nosy relatives who are only interested in my non-existent love life.” You say excitedly while nudging Aether's arm with your elbow. “*gasp* We can have matching sweaters! Come on, we have to get them now!”

You grab Aether by the arm and pull him toward the clothing stores, talking his ear off about everything you guys can do together before the day. Perhaps staying as friends has its benefits.

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Standing in the living room was Aether and a very decorated Christmas tree. As you emerge from your kitchen with a tray of hot chocolate, you see Aether tilt his head to the side before placing another ornament on the tree.

His hair was in his signature braid and he was wearing the white scarf you had gifted him on his birthday years ago. It was nice knowing he cherished the gift so much, but it was also concerning with how much he wore it. Which is why your Christmas present for Aether is a new scarf, white with gold accents, along with some other things and a long overdue love letter. There were multiple times in high school where you were going to put it in his locker, but the amount of love letters he got from others was disheartening. During college you had gathered enough courage to ask him out on a date only for it to turn into a group hangout instead. Just a couple of days earlier, you were planning to leave it in his mailbox while he was on vacation, but that didn't happen. However, today is different. Today is the day that you are going to confess. You steeled yourself the day prior because you were determined to get your feelings across on matter what. Your brother had hyped you up and supported you all these years, so now was your chance to show the rest of your relatives why you waited so long to get a boyfriend. Aether was the only one for you and you know that once they met him, they will finally understand.

As you were giving yourself a pep talk in your head, Aether hears something ringing. At first he checks his phone, but soon finds the cause of the noise. Sitting on the couch cushion was your phone, playing your signature ringtone. Aether could help but smile at the fact that you haven't changed it since high school, but curiosity took over as he looked at the screen.

William. Who the heck is William?! Alright, calm down Aether, this is probably a misunderstanding. Didn't they say that they have a “non-existent love life”? It's probably not their significant other unlike all those scenarios in movies. Besides, it's not like it's the end of the world if they have other friends they hang out with.

As Aether was about to tell you your phone was ringing, you quickly put down the tray and rushed to pick it up. A little too eager for Aether's liking.

“Hello? Hey, I haven't heard from you in awhile, what's up? Oh, okay that's fine with me. Feel free to drop by anytime. I should be home. Alright, okay see you later, bye!”

As Aether stood awkwardly in your living room, trying to pretend he didn't hear anything, it was hard not to imagine this “William” as someone very important to you if you were just letting him come over whenever. It irked Aether that you weren't saying anything about it either, like it was totally normal to invite someone over without asking your other guest if it was alright. So, instead of pushing you for information, Aether decided that it would be best to just leave you alone with this “William”. Seeing that the tree was basically finished, Aether turned to you and gave you a forced smile.

“Hey, I'm going to head out now if that's alright. Lumine has been messaging me nonstop and probably wants me to call her.”

Without hearing your response, Aether grabs his coat off the couch, strides to your front door, puts on his boots and leaves.

“Okay, bye.” You say softly as the door closes, looking down at the two mugs of untouched hot chocolate.

You place the tray on the coffee table and sit on the couch, elbows resting on your knees while your hands hold up your head. You let out a somber sigh before leaning back and covering your face with your hands, letting out a groan.

What happened?

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A couple of hours later, you opened the door for William. However, instead of being met with your usual smiling face, he sees you frowning. Coming inside the house and taking off his coat and boots, William looks at you expectantly.

“Hey, what's wrong? Where's Aether?”

Unable to speak, your bottom lip trembles, and tears start pouring out of your eyes. Your brother embraces you as you cry into his shirt, thoroughly soaking it.

“I know you're sad right now, but I need you to tell me what's wrong so I can help you.”

He plants you onto the couch before heading to the TV stand, grabbing the tissue box, and sitting next to you.

You sniffle your way into telling him the events that lead up to this point and you expect him to be angry. Instead, you are met with a loud stomach laugh.

“I know it's wrong for me to be laughing, but you're an idiot sometimes you know that?”

You let out an offended gasp at his comment before he starts to speak again.

“The reason why Aether left in such a rush wasn't because of Lumine. It's because he was jealous and heartbroken. Your action leading up to the phone call is probably what tipped him off at first, making him jealous, while your vague responses to me asking to drop off presents made it seem like you were inviting a significant other over. The only person you have to blame is your own stupidity for not telling him that it was just me, your brother, coming over for a short period of time.”

You grab one of the pillows sitting on the couch and bury your face in it, letting out a muffled scream. Your brother just pats you back as you wallow in your ignorance.

“You know that it's not too late to continue with your plan. All you have to do is tell him the truth.”

You finally lift your head off from the pillow and look at your phone, sitting on the coffee table. Determination evident in your eyes as you pick up your phone and call Aether, waiting for him to pick up.

Only for it to go to voicemail.

You quickly hang up and call again, knowing full well that Aether isn't busy.

You tried calling him seven times before giving up and throwing your phone down on the couch in frustration.

Your brother is still present to witness your little outburst of mixed emotions before suggesting a different tactic.

You put on your winter coat and shove your boots on before grabbing your keys. You rush out the door yelling thank you to your brother, almost slipping on ice as you sprint down the street toward Aether’s apartment.

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Aether feels like an idiot and an asshole after hearing you explain everything. How William is actually your brother that he has known as Liam for the same amount of years he has known you. How his overthinking led him to make the wrong decision. How he thought lying to you would make things seem like nothing was wrong. He felt terrible. He ignored your calls because he was sad and yet here you are, in his apartment, out of breath with slightly puffy eyes.

He made you cry. Now he felt even worse.

“I'm sorry for bailing on you. It wasn't right for me to lie to your face like that because of my mixed emotions at the time.”

“So are we still friends?” You say hopefully.

“Yeah,” He replies with a nod and a smile, “but that's not the complete truth either.”

You tilt your head to the side in confusion.

“I want to be more than friends…. I like you.”

Your eyes widen at this new information.

He likes me? All this time, I was fretting over being rejected when Aether was probably going through the same thing.

Realizing that you still haven't replied to him, you quickly blurt out,

“I like you too!”

A sigh of relief escapes Aether's lips.

“How about we change our movie night into a date instead. We could go ice skating, but only if you're interested.”

“I'd love to.” smiling widely as you reply.

“Oh, one last thing. You can say no if you're uncomfortable with it, but can I kiss you?”.

He was using his puppy dog eyes at you. How could you possibly refuse?

You give him a nod and he slowly leans his body toward you. Reaching his hand out to cup your cheek, feeling the warmth of his palm against it as your blush grows. He starts to inch his face closer to yours until his nose is almost touching yours. You feel his breath on your skin and can tell he is nervous with how his lips tremble slightly. Finally, Aether tilts his head, and closes the gap between the two of you.

His lips are soft against your own and meld perfectly with yours. You don't separate until you are out of breath, slightly gasping for air, only for you to reconnect your lips with his again. You feel his other hand travel down to your waist to pull you closer.

When you two finally separate, Aether gets up from his couch and holds out hand. You gladly put your hand in his and he pulls you up into his chest, using his other hand on your hip to keep you in place. He then peppers your cheek with quick kisses in which you giggle at his sudden affection, but don't stop him.

After getting his fill, he takes you to the door and helps you into your coat and boots like a gentleman.

He links your hands with his once more and you both head out the door not as friends, but lovers.

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Bonus

You were currently cuddled up to Aether on your shared couch while watching some Christmas movies. Your head was resting on Aether's chest, listening to his rhythmic heartbeat, arms around his waist with a fleece blanket draped over both of your legs. As you were enjoying Aether's warm embrace, you can't help but remember a fond memory and let out a small chuckle.

“What are you thinking about that's so funny?” Aether asked with a small smile while poking your forehead.

“Just thinking about the time when we had that flour fight and how your whole face was covered. Your expression made you look like you had a pie thrown at you.”

“Haha, very funny. But let's not forget the fact that you had an egg yolk running down your head.”

“And whose fault is that, hm?”

“You were the one who initiated the fight. I was just finishing it.” He said with a smug smile. You give him an unamused look and his face softens, “Time sure does fly, huh.”

“That's because I get to spend everyday with you.” you say while looking up at Aether's face with a loving gaze.

“That's so cheesy,” He says with a laugh while rolling his eyes, “but I wouldn't have put it any better myself.”

Planting a kiss on your forehead, his arm around your waist pulls you closer to him and he intertwines his hand with yours, feeling the ring on your finger.

“I love you.”

“I love you too.”

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an | Thank you for reading! I hope you enjoyed your stay here!

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neyswxrld · 4 months

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memories

Bad Batch Family (no pairing(except Phee and Tech))

summary: Omega makes her brothers a present that is full of their favorite memories.

warnings: none, it's just fluff

word count: ~1250

advent calendar masterlist

a/n: this is the twenty fourth fic for my advent calendar! i hope you enjoy! merry christmas to everyone who is celebrating today already!

i also found this lovely piece of art by @blazedeclipse of omega playing with her camera a few weeks ago, and it was so cute and somewhat fitting that i have to show it to everyone!

It's been a few months since they were finally able to settle down on the quiet and peaceful island. The stress from the war and its aftermath has slowly disappeared. At first, Omega's brothers were a little lost. Nobody knew what to do, now that they finally had time for themselves, without any missions or shady jobs to gain a handful of credits.

It took a while for all of them to gain a foothold and live their new lives. Wrecker managed to help the people where he could and became a valued member of Pabu's society. He also discovered his passion for cooking and was making the best meals for them.

Tech finally had time to reinforce his relationship with Phee and had fun with teaching people different things about everything.

While trying to get accustomed to this new place and people, Hunter slowly but surely let his walls fall and laid down his role as the strong leader. He became the best father figure Omega could have ever imagined.

But Echo and Crosshair didn't manage that well at first. While Echo was restless and antsy, trying to be useful in every way, Crosshair had a very hard time. He was sad, and angry, and at the same time his guilt was eating him up alive.

It took both of them a lot of time to finally adjust to their new lives.

And Omega? She was just happy. She finally had the family she ever wanted. She lived with her brothers in a small house. She could visit her friends whenever she wanted. She simply felt good. She wasn't scared or troubled anymore. Just happy.

Months passed by and she collected countless memories and experiences. Memories, she never wanted to forget.

Because of that, she had begged Tech countless times to make her goggles just like his, so she also could record everything.

The Problem was, that she didn't need any glasses. Her eyes worked perfectly fine. So Tech decided to make a small device that had the same functions as his goggles and gave it to her about a year ago.

Since that moment, she took the small holo-recoder with her everywhere she went.

She took pictures of the sea and the nature, of animals, of her and Lyana, of Wrecker and how he proudly holds up a new meal he made, Tech and Phee laughing, Hunter when he was sleeping on the hammock in the garden, Crosshair scowling at Hunter, Echo smiling shyly and of herself.

With the time, she collected picture over picture. Some of them, she had printed out and put them on her wall.

But she wanted to share those pictures and memories. It just was right on time, when Phee was talking about some festivities called Christmas and about traditions. Watching holo movies, eating cookies, meeting with loved ones, and presents.

She immediately knew what she wanted to give her brothers for this special day.

On the same day, she sat down and decided so make a photo album for them. Over the next few weeks, she planned, printed more pictures, glued them in a small empty book she bought from the market and decorated every page in its own style.

Hunter even got a little worried because she was in her room so much and didn't let anyone of them in. But well, it should be a surprise, right?

After about three weeks of hard work, she finally finishes the album and proudly holds the thick book to her chest. Christmas was going to be amazing.

When the said holiday finally comes around, she already wakes up with the biggest smile on her lips. For a small second, she is scared that maybe her brothers won't like her present, but as soon as her eyes fly to the finished photo album, all her worries fade away. They will love it as much as she loves it!

The whole day is like Phee described it already. They watch classic Christmas movies in the afternoon and eat some of the baked goods she brought around.

After some time, Wrecker gets up to start cooking. Here and there, one of them helps him and after about two hours they eat dinner.

She's a little bit absent. Her mind is mostly occupied with the photo album. When Hunter notices and asks if she's okay, she just nods, too tense to speak. She doesn't notice how Echo and Hunter exchange a quick, concerned glance, seriously worried by now.

The rest of the meal is relatively quiet and everyone is savoring the unbelievably delicious food on their plate. When all of them are done, they clean up the table and the kitchen together.

When they're finally finished, Omega decides that now is the right time.

"I have something for you," she says, her voice thin and shaky.

Before anyone can say a thing, Omega runs up to her room, grabs the wrapped book and soon after, she is standing next to her brothers again.

"A gift?" Wrecker asks excited when he sees the colorful paper.

All the attention lies on her now. Everyone is watching her as she comes closer and places it on the table.

"Yes, I- I- thought... That maybe you'll like it," she nods, sliding it towards them.

While the others are a little unsure and don't know what to say at first, Wrecker is all excited. He grabs the present and before anyone can protest, he already rips the paper away, gasping as he gets a good look at what's inside.

"A book?" he questions, looking over at her.

"A photo album," she corrects, but nods.

Wrecker's eyes get big.

"I thought... Well, Phee talked about Christmas gifts and I wanted to give you something back because you care for me so much. I care too. And... this is a small thank you for everything you do for me," she says quietly, looking around all of them.

All of them look a bit confused at first, before understanding settles in their eyes. When she finishes, she feels proud of herself and when she interprets Hunter's face right, he is too.

"Come over here," Echo is the first one to break the silence. When she reaches him, he lays his arms around her.

"Thank you so much, Omega. This is very kind of you," he tells her, stroking through her short hair.

All of them say their thanks in their own way. Whether it's a silent nod and a pat on her shoulder by Crosshair, the red glint on Tech's face as she tells him that the pictures are taken with his holo-recorder or Wrecker's bear hug. Hunter is the last one that pulls her close.

"Thank you," he whispers in her hair, before pulling her down on a chair next to him. "Let's give it a look on the inside!"

Said and done.

In the next hour, they're sitting huddled together at the dinner table and look at all the different pictures.

They laugh, and smile and retell different stories they remember when they see pictures.

Phee went to clean the last few dishes as soon as Omega came around with the present. When she finishes, she quietly sits down with them, enjoying their conversations. She keeps in the background, not wanting to disturb their family moment. They still have too less of them, in her opinion, and seeing all of them so happy and careless warms her heart.

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labyrinth-runner · 4 months

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Merry Christmas, Darling

Okay so this is technically centered around Coruscant's winter Fete week for New Years so technically NOT christmas, and the song has no bearing on this piece of work but this is my christmas present to you darlings, so.

Summary: Reader is a senator stuck in Coruscant and misses their family's get together, but a certain Jedi happens to find them and make up for it.

Pairing: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Words: ~1900

Warnings: None

The holidays were always rough. They required so much traveling to visit aunts and uncles who really didn't know anything about you but still felt the need to pass judgement. You were almost relieved when the senate called for an emergency meeting. You'd volunteered to stay behind to represent your faction so that Senators Amidala and Organa could go home to their families. The meeting hadn't lasted long. It was the warmonger's attempt to prolong the war while those that wanted peace weren't around. They lost the vote, but you'd lost most of the day and oh no, now it was much too late to attempt to make it home for the holiday. Sorry, Aunt Migante.

Your footsteps echoed off the walls of the Senate as you made your way down to the ground level, your hood pulled well over your face. It was a holiday, so you knew most of the places you normally went to would be closed, but you hoped that at least one would be open.

It was.

Dex's Diner was always your haven. You didn't know how he managed to make some hole in the wall feel like home to people from all walks of life, but he did.

"Dex, thank you for being the only reputable establishment open today," you called, falling into your normal booth towards the back. The window covered half the booth (the half you didn't sit in) so you could see out, but it was hard for those outside to see you.

"Reputable is debatable, kid," Dex called, leaning out the kitchen window. "You're not going home for the holiday?"

"And miss out on your braised shaak roast? Never," you said with a smile. You leaned your elbows on the table, resting your chin on your hands and added, "The senate had an emergency meeting. I'd arrive much too late even if I left now. Besides, I'm not missing much. I'm unattached and don't have any kids of my own. My parents are probably relieved that they don't have to host me on top of everything else going on."

Dex tsked at you. "Don't take family for granted."

You caught site of a familiar brown cloak coming towards the door. Dex grinned wider as the new patron came through the door.

"A Senator AND a Jedi? My humble establishment must be on the up and up," Dex said. You could hear him chuckling above the scrape of the spatula on the grill.

Raising your mug of caf at Obi-Wan in a mock toast, you said, "Welcome fellow traveler."

Obi-Wan smirked, sliding into your booth. "You're in my seat."

"I was here first." You took a sip of caf. "What the kriff are you doing here, though? Don't the Jedi do something to celebrate the holiday?"

Obi-Wan's smile faded. "It hasn't been the same since Qui-Gon. He used to love Fete but now it's a reminder of another year without his guidance."

"That's not a very Jedi-like thought." You teased.

He shrugged. "My master is one with the force. I have learned to let go of most things in life, but you cannot help but miss things, still. It's just a matter of not dwelling on it and letting it ruin you." He leaned back in the booth. "Things come and go, Darling, but the force continues on, and so should we." He raised an expectant eyebrow at you. " Why aren't you going home?"

Now it was your turn to shrug. "Meeting ran late. Too late to go home now."

"I'm sure your family wouldn't care when you showed up." As long as you were there. He didn't say it, but you could feel the implication.

You sipped your caf as the waitress droid placed two roasts in front of you. When she left, you leaned forward towards him. He mirrored your movements. "I don't want to go," you murmured.

"Why ever not?" he asked, his brows raising into his forehead.

"Because I don't want to face their judgment." You sighed.

"You are a galactic senator of well-renown and you are greatly respected. Why would they ever judge you and how could they ever find you lacking even if the did?"

You looked at your roast, cutting it into smaller and smaller bits with every word. "Because I'm not married. I don't have children. I don't have an ounce of talent at the family business." You dropped your cutlery on the table. "It doesn't matter that I am the voice of the people. What matters is that I don't live like them."

"And what kind of life is that?"

"One where your fists matter more than your words and the blood, sweat, and tears you pour into the earth mean more than the contributions you make to bettering the world. We're supposed to care about our own before you go helping others. I never quite agreed with that philosophy," you admitted.

The two of you ate in silence for a few moments before Obi-Wan placed his fork down. "Well, are there any traditions about your planet's Fete that you miss?"

Chewing the roast, and letting the warm spices coat your tongue, you gave his question consideration. "I miss baking the Lemba breads with my grandmother. She was the only one who ever took me seriously."

"How long has she been gone?" His voice was gentle. You knew he understood.

"Almost ten years," you said, feeling hot tears slip down your cheeks. You dipped your head and hastily rubbed them away with your hands. "I'm sorry. I haven't thought about her in a while. Usually because it feels like this when I do."

He reached over and placed a hand on your shoulder. "How about we finish our meal and make some Lemba bread together?"

"You know how to make it?"

"No, but, Darling, you know I'd learn anything for you." He smiled, and you wanted to kiss him.

The thought clanged through you. Obi-Wan had always been a friend to you since you came to Coruscant and he was assigned to protect you on your diplomatic trips. Obi-Wan had always been there, and even now, even here, this was a space that belonged to the two of you, meeting here almost monthly on accident at first, and then on purpose as you made more and more trips here in the hopes of seeing him. Deep down, you knew that you'd come here today hoping to find the comfort of Obi-Wan's presence. He just had a way of making you feel at ease. You spent your whole life listening to others, but Obi-Wan made you feel heard. Obi-Wan, with his chin dimple, and his beard that tickled whenever he leaned in to whisper complaints about the senate to you during meetings. Obi-Wan with his strong arms that pulled you out of danger more times than you could count. Obi-Wan with his heart of gold that you knew could never be yours, even though the realization that he had yours crashed through you like a wrecking ball.

"I like that idea," you finally said, realizing you'd been silent for too long.

He nodded and you continued to eat, answering the occasional question about what Fete was like on your homeworld and what other traditions you missed. You thanked Dex for the meal, and made your way towards the door.

"I'll meet you at your apartments," he said with a secretive smile. "I have something to take care of first."

You gave him a quizzical look, but didn't question in. The closest shop that had what you'd need closed in an hour, so you took off, getting what you needed. Getting back home was more difficult, trying not to lose your loot off your speeder. You stayed mostly close to the ground, choosing to land at the bottom of your apartments and ride up in the lift as opposed to braving the fast paced traffic to land on your balcony.

Music was playing as you got off the lift, and it was getting steadily louder the closer you got to your house. It still didn't prepare you for the inside of your apartment. In the time since you'd parted, he'd managed to decorate your house in lights and candles, just like tradition mandated. Garlands swept across the ceiling, pieces of tinsel dangling down. The culprit himself, caught tying a small green bunch of herbs to the middle of a garland.

You cleared your throat, and he turned to you, blushing.

"I was hoping I'd have a little more time," he admitted.

Your eyes narrowed at what he tied up there, and began to laugh as you realized what it was. "Do you know the purpose of that?"

"You never really said. You just joked about how your cousin stole it one year to take to school. What's the tradition behind it?"

"I could show you," you murmured. You were flirting dangerous territory and you knew it. He didn't. You stepped into his space, running your hands up his chest. He took a deep breath in at the contact. No, you couldn't kiss him like this. Not without him knowing. "That little bough of herbs was said to bless the union of all who kissed under it. "

His adam's apple bobbed as he swallowed that knowledge. But he didn't step away. Instead, he raised a tentative hand to your cheek, stroking his thumb along your cheek bone. "Well, you can't say no to tradition, Darling."

Your eyes widened as he leaned down, pressing a kiss to your lips. It was soft, and then he went to pull away. But, you couldn't let that happen as you'd barely reacted. Your hands fisted his tunic on either side of his chest and pulled him back down for a searing kiss. His arms looped around you, pulling you flush against him. You nipped the bottom of his lip and he opened his mouth, letting you explore. His hold on you was the only thing keeping you upright as you pulled apart since your knees were weak beneath you.

"I...." you trailed off not really knowing how to put into words everything you felt.

"I know," he murmured. "I feel it, too. I've always felt it."

"Felt what?'' you asked, stroking your thumb along his exposed collar bone, his tunic having slipped a little loose by your grip.

"That you're my family," he admitted. "When Anakin was little, he was always just a nuisance, but there was that one time on--"

"Alderaan?"

He nodded. "When you were meeting with Bail and challenged him to a skiing competition but we lost the rest of the party and got snowed into that little cabin. It just..."

"Felt right?" you finished, remembering how you'd all fallen into the domestic life so easy for the three days it took for Obi-Wan to clear the snow enough that you could get back down the mountain."

"I hadn't felt that way since Qui-Gon. And then you were there in the diner on today of all days... and it just felt like a sign," he murmured.

"I think that was the real reason I couldn't go home," you said, tipping up to kiss him on the cheek. "My real family was here."

He cleared his throat, a smile on his face. "So, now that our union has been blessed, shall we make some Lemba to celebrate?"

"I like the sound of that."

"Happy Fete, Darling."

"Happy Fete, Obi-Wan."

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mj-iza-writer · 4 months

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Twas the night before Christmas, and all through my home not a creature was stirring. Well at least maybe one.

Whumpee tiptoed past my room, and down the stairs they slank. Having no idea, I to was awake.

Down by the tree, they pulled their blanket tight. They couldn't believe this was the night.

A night they hoped and prayed for for so long, they now got their wish, it was finally here.

Whumpee adjusted the cookies and ensured the hot chocolate was warm, for old St Nick was sure to be near.

"Please keep them safe", Whumpee quietly prayed for Santa. They hoped he wouldn't forget.

Whumpee often felt forgotten those several Christmas nights. Whumper's house wasn't at all jolly and bright. It was to him just another night.

A noise startled Whumpee, they jumped in fright.

Loud foot steps on the roof this very night.

Some dust spilled from the fireplace, Whumpee gulped as heavy boots appeared just in sight.

Soon Whumpee looked up at a person who matched Caretaker's explanation on what Santa looked like.

"Sa-Santa?", Whumpee whispered fearfully.

"Hello Whumpee, how I've missed visiting you", Santa sat down, "I'm sorry I haven't visited you for so many years. Whumper often waited to make sure I didn't come see you. I've never forgotten you, I promise", Santa smiled happily, "I'm so happy you're with Caretaker now."

"Now here is everything I was never able to leave you", Santa poked his nose, and presents appeared, "you must wait until morning so Caretaker can help you."

Whumpee quickly nodded, "yes sir, you really mean it? You never forgot me?"

Santa held open his arms to welcome Whumpee for a hug.

"Never, I forget no one. Even Whumper gets coal", Santa chuckled to himself, with a "ho ho ho."

"Thankyou Santa for everything", Whumpee wiped their eyes.

"And don't worry, Caretaker has gifts as well", Santa winked, "I know you'll worry about him."

With one more hug Santa waved goodbye, "I'll be back next year, Merry Christmas and have a Happy New Year."

As Santa went up the chimney Whumpee fell to the ground and sobbed at the thought of Santa not forgetting them.

**stomp... stomp... swoosh**

Caretaker jumped from his bed to see what was the matter, he had hoped it wasn't Whumpee who made that big clatter.

He glanced out the window in time to see it, a sleigh flew by, pulled by nine reindeer.

Caretaker quickly went down the steps, he found Whumpee sobbing on the floor.

Whumpee turned to see Caretaker there.

"He-he didn....didn't forget me sir."

Caretaker's heart melted for Whumpee, what a sight.

"Merry Christmas Whumpee, he would never forget you."

After putting Whumpee to bed again, cuddling a stuffed toy they had found in the pile of gifts Caretaker went back down stairs to assess the pile.

"This is a lot", Caretaker marveled.

They noticed a note beside Santa's cookies.

"Dear Caretaker, these are all gifts that I wasn't able to deliver to Whumpee these last few years. I hope you are okay with this. There are also gifts for you as well. Thankyou for taking care of them. Santa."

Caretaker read the note over and over, each time more tears flooded their eyes.

"Thankyou Santa, it's an honor", Caretaker smiled, "have a safe flight."

Enjoy your holidays however you celebrate, and if you don't celebrate at all I hope you have a great day. I qlso wish everyone a Happy New Year. You are all amazing, and I'm so happy to be part of this community. -MJ

Taglist. As always please let me know if you want to be added or taken off of the list. It's not a problem at all. @villainsandheroes @the-beasts-have-arrived @sacredwrath @porschethemermaid @monarchthefirst @generic-whumperz @bloodyandfrightened @freefallingup13 @notpeppermint @cyborg0109

#christmas whump #whump community #whump stuff #whump writing #whump ideas #whump #whumpee #whumper #whump scenario #caretaking #oc #santa never forgets #whumper still gets coal even in prison #caretaker and whumpee #caretaker

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imagine-a-life-like-this · 1 year

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Christmas With Stray Kids (OT8)

Word Count : 2918

Warnings : food mention, that's it, it's very fluffy

Synopsis : Different Christmas traditions with the Stray Kids members.

Author's Note : This is just a little something I quickly whipped up as a Merry Christmas from me to you! Hope everyone has a great day, whether you celebrate Christmas or not! And Happy Holidays to those who don't.

“I made breakfast.” He told her with a smile, pressing two more kisses to her lips. “The table is all set and ready for the queen.”

Bang Chan - Relaxing Day In

Waking up Christmas morning to kisses being peppered all over her face seemed like a dream too far out of reach just a year previous. And yet, here she was, giggles escaping her lips as Chan pressed kiss after kiss on her face, not stopping even when she had opened her eyes. He only stopped when she softly called his name, a pout on her lips, the obvious target that he continuously missed.

“I’ll only get out of bed if you give me another kiss.” A demand he happily listened to.

It wasn’t long after breakfast that their house was flooded with the other members of Stray Kids, each carrying a multitude of presents to put under the tree her and Chan decorated at the beginning of December.

The once quiet and serine day quickly turned into loud and chaotic, but they wouldn’t have it any other way. How could it be Christmas without all 8 members together?

Presents were opened, laughs were had, and soon it was dinner. They gathered around the table, passing dishes around to fill up their plates, soft Christmas music playing in the background. “One day, there will be a mini me and a mini you joining us at the table.” Chan whispered into her ear as conversations picked up once again.

“I can’t wait.” They shared a quick kiss to which Jisung screamed out in disgust, complaining about PDA while everyone was eating. “Then look away. It’s our house, we do whatever we want.” Chan looked at her with the biggest smile on his face, his eyes shooting hearts towards her. She was the one, he could feel it in his heart.

By the time everyone left, Chan and Y/n were exhausted. So many plans they had for the night, but instead, they curled up on the couch, each with a cup of hot chocolate, and put on a movie.

She imagined what Christmas would look like in a couple of years. Her and Chan ending the night by saying goodnight to everyone and cuddling up on the couch, their children on the floor as they watched one last Christmas movie to end the season.

And honestly, she couldn’t wait.

It was no surprise to Y/n when she woke up in an empty bed. As much as she’d love to wake up to her boyfriend on Christmas morning, waking up to a complete breakfast made with love was much better.

Lee Minho – Day In With The Cats

And that’s exactly what she woke up to. An empty bed to roll out of just to drowsily stumble into the kitchen to see a table filled with food meant just for her. Minho was just adding the finishing touches to the table before greeting her with a kiss.

“What’s the plan for today?” She asked as they took a seat at the table, quickly digging into the delicious meal Minho spent the last hour and a half slaving over. Though it was only their third Christmas together, this was a tradition for them. One he didn’t plan to give up anytime soon.

“I figured we could just have a lazy day. Stay in our pajamas, watch some movies, play with the cats.”

All three cats were wearing matching pajamas that both Minho and Y/n had as well. A small little family. And that’s exactly what was on the Christmas cards they had sent out.

The 5 of them dressed in matching pajamas sitting in front of the tree with a small Merry Christmas from our family to yours written inside. She liked the sound of them being a family, of this becoming their tradition.

It was hard dating an idol with a busy schedule and tons of overseas trips for more schedules. But knowing that he was coming home to her, to their family, gave her the security she needed that he was staying. He would always stay.

It was supposed to be a warm Christmas this year, or as warm as it could be at the end of December. So as soon as Changbin and Y/n woke up, they immediately got dressed to go outside, deciding to go for a walk around the neighbourhood, enjoy the warm weather.

Seo Changbin – Slow Dancing In The Snow

The quiet walk soon turned into a snowball fight that ended with both of them being covered from head to toe with snow. As the cold settled into their bodies, they decided to head home, make some hot chocolate, and spend the rest of the day by the fire.

But just as they made it to their house, it began snowing. Big, fluffy snowflakes fell from the sky, and Changbin couldn’t pass up this opportunity, no matter how cold he was. He held out his hand for his girlfriend to take, a cheeky smile on his face as he asked her to dance.

A slow song played from his phone as they clasped hands. He rested one hand on her waist, holding her as close as he could. And he led her around their front yard. He softly sang along to the lyrics of the song he chose, not taking his eyes off her face, directing each lyric of love to her.

“This is so cheesy.” She giggled, but she didn’t make a move to stop. Because though it was cheesy, it was so very Changbin, and she loved everything about him.

“I’m so fucking in love with you.” He told her with a smile as the song came to an end. She looked at him, stared at the stars held in his eyes, and fell in love all over again.

“And I’m so fucking in love with you.” He led her back inside, telling her to get cozy on the couch while he whips up some hot chocolate. And they spent the rest of the day cuddled up to each other in front of the fire, talking about their future.

And dancing in the snow quickly became their tradition.

Hyunjin would absolutely not tell Y/n what they were going to do for Christmas. He promised her a day full of love but refused to elaborate on what that meant. No matter how much she pouted, Hyunjin would not budge. He almost did a few times, her puppy dog eyes his absolutely weakness, but he held strong and made it to Christmas without ruining anything.

Hwang Hyunjin – Looking At The Christmas Lights

It started with breakfast in bed, with Kkami of course. And then he allowed her to open one present, the last present in the advent calendar he made for her. A beautiful diamond necklace in the shape of a snowflake, the date he asked her to be his girlfriend engraved on the back.

It was snowing heavily that day, he remembers. He thought he blew his chance, watching her shiver in the cold, barely able to see 5 feet in front of her, yet she happily said yes. Best decision she’s ever made, as she always tells him.

Once she stopped crying over memory lane, they changed into the outfits Hyunjin picked out weeks ago. Matching Christmas sweaters with almost matching bottoms. This is what he was the most excited about. A not so subtle way to tell people she was his.

Next up on his list was to relax until it was dark. They opened presents, took pictures, watched movies, and had dinner in this time. And once the sun set, he handed her a winter jacket that matched his, and off they went for the main event as he called it.

The city was putting on an event full of Christmas lights, and Hyunjin had bought 2 tickets as soon as they went on sale, knowing he needed to see this with the love of his life by his side.

“It looks so pretty!” She squealed as they walked the path, looking at all the lights in different shapes. But he was looking at her, taking in all her reactions. The wide eyes, pretty smile, look of complete awe.

It was their first Christmas together and Hyunjin wanted to make it memorable, hoping to make up for all the cancelled dates and missed celebrations throughout the months they’d been together.

There were a lot of moments within that time that Hyunjin thought he was falling for her, but he never said the words. Said them in his head but refused to say them out loud. But looking at her now as they slowly walked under an archway made of lights, he knew.

And he stopped her by placing his hands on her shoulders, looking directly into her eyes as he said the words for the first time. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” She replied almost immediately, and Hyunjin pressed his lips to hers, sealing their words as a promise.

“We’re definitely coming back next year.” And every year after that.

Han Jisung – Kisses Under The Mistletoe

Y/n was certain that the boys were going to get fed up with Jisung’s antics soon, yet every single time he reached into his pocket and pulled out the mistletoe to steal a kiss, they cheered him on.

Helping set the table? Kiss. Washing the dishes? Kiss. Opening presents? Kiss. Listening to Felix talk about the newest video game he’s been playing? Kiss. And still, the boys laughed and cheered like it was the first time.

It’s not that she minded kissing Jisung, she was used to him needing a kiss every couple minutes. It was the spectacle he was making of it. Slowly pulling the mistletoe out while looking at her with mischief in his eyes, and then holding it above their heads. He would look up at it every single time in fake shock as if he wasn’t the one holding it. “Look baby, another mistletoe!” And then he’d pucker his lips.

Every. Single. Time.

But she loved him. And he was lucky that she did because she’s not sure she would put up with it otherwise. Who was she kidding, he’s too cute. Each kiss put a smile on her face eve though she tried to deny how happy the whole thing was making her.

After a few hours with the boys, they decided to head home. Jisung was giggling the whole way and she had no idea what to expect when she opened the door. She was hoping it was just a mess of wrapping paper from when he wrapped the presents, or even a pile of dishes he just didn’t wash.

But she was greeted with mistletoe littered across their ceiling. She couldn’t walk 2 feet without being under another mistletoe. “Would you look at all those mistletoes!” Jisung exclaimed with the biggest smile on his face.

“It’s cute. But you’ll be taking them all down in the morning.” But Jisung didn’t care because she allowed him to kiss her under every single mistletoe. And he knew exactly what he was going to do for Christmas the following year, and every year after that.

Lee Felix – Baking Christmas Cookies

“Angel, did you want to decorate the cookies with me?” Felix asked, poking his head into the living room. She paused her movie and jumped off the couch as fast as she could which made Felix laugh. “I’m going to take that as a yes.”

“I’m doing this so I can sneak some icing while we decorate.” Felix pretended to believe her but he knew she loved baking with him just as much as he loved baking with her.

He turned up the Christmas music he was playing as they got started decorating the different batches of cookies. Every once in a while he would stop and watch her, staring at her concentrated face, tongue sticking out the side of her mouth. And he thought she was the prettiest thing he’s ever seen.

He took some icing on his finger, reaching over as inconspicuous as possible, and wiped it on her nose. She stopped what she was doing and just stared cross-eyed at her nose before repaying the favor, wiping icing across Felix’s cheek.

Before they knew it, the cookies were forgotten as they chased each other around the house taking turns wiping icing on each other. Felix wrapped his arms around her once they ran out of icing, looking into her eyes, her face covered in icing, and then leaned in, and captured her lips with his. “You taste so sweet, my love.” He teased with a smile.

She leaned in as if going for another kiss but licked some icing off his cheek instead. “So do you, my love.” He chuckled at her cute antics, falling in love with her all over again in this moment.

“Should we grab a plate of cookies and finish that movie you were watching?” She nodded. And that’s how they ended their day. Most of the cookies were left without icing, and their faces were disgustingly sticky, but they wouldn’t have it any other way.

Kim Seungmin – Trying A New Recipe

Seungmin returned from the grocery store with loads of ingredients, just in case they make a mistake, he told her. She was dancing around the kitchen, which was quite a sight for Seungmin to walk into, but he stayed quiet, leaning against the doorframe, and watching her.

“Yah! Kim Seungmin! You scared me.” He chuckled as he set the bags on the counter before pressing a quick kiss to her lips.

“I’m sorry. Would you forgive me?”

“I guess so. Since you’re so cute. What are we cooking today?” She asked, looking through the bags at all the ingredients he bought. Seungmin opened the recipe on his phone, showing her the picture of how it’s supposed to look. “Ooh that looks delicious! I can’t wait!”

The first time it was far too salty, completely inedible. The second time they burnt it. And the third time they forgot one of the key ingredients. Starving and completely annoyed by how their cooking was going, they both agreed to just order in some food, and save the cooking to the professionals.

“Cooking just really isn’t for us, is it?” Y/n asked as they dug into the food they ordered.

“It really isn’t. But we gave it our best shot.” Seungmin didn’t really care that the recipe he wanted to try so badly didn’t work out because he just enjoyed the time he spent with his girlfriend.

And he promised to find an easier recipe to try for next year. And she said she’ll be ready to order in once they fail.

Yang Jeongin – Playing In The Snow

When they woke up, it was snowing. Not too heavily, but enough to stick to the ground. Jeongin was ready to skip all the plans they made the night previous and just play in the snow. She wasn’t as excited but promised him that they could after opening presents.

Just as he promised the night before, he helped her make breakfast, which mostly meant he hugged her from behind as she cooked and told her she was such a good cook. But he did set the table once the food was almost ready and helped bring the food to the table, which was good enough for her.

They washed the dishes together, both softly singing to the Christmas music playing from her phone. Jeongin would never admit it, but he wasn’t really paying attention to anything that wasn’t her. Just going through the motions of washing the dishes as he snuck glances at her, smiling to himself as he thought about how lucky he was to have her.

He ran out into the snow as soon as all the presents were opened, and she slowly followed after him, watching as he immediately started on a snowman. “Baby, come help me!” He pouted at her when he realized she was just standing on the steps. And she couldn’t resist his pout, no matter how badly she wanted to.

“You’re lucky you’re cute.” She joked, rolling some snow into a ball for the body of the snowman.

The two stayed outside for hours, all their other plans slipping from their brains as they focused on the snowman army they decided to create. She hated the cold, but she loved Jeongin. So even though she was almost freezing, she continued making more snowmen, knowing she’d get her revenge when they return inside by wrapping herself around him, soaking in all his warmth.

“Baby, you look really cold. Let’s go back inside now.” Jeongin said as he approached her, wrapping his arms around her before giving her a quick kiss. “I’ll make us some hot chocolate and we can watch a movie.”

“Can we order some pizza?”

“Of course. Let’s go.” He led her inside and did exactly as he promised, placing the mug on the table in front of her as she completed the pizza order. She immediately koalaed him, wrapping herself completely around him, but he didn’t seem to mind, letting out a laugh as he held her close, wrapping a blanket around her. “My baby is really cold isn’t she?” He joked. She just hummed in agreement.

She really didn’t like the cold, but she would play in the snow every single day if this is how the day would end.

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anomalyhqs · 4 months

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DEAR STUDENTS,

‘tis the season indeed, because on top of the usual holiday cheer, today marks exactly one month of anomalyhqs! woohoo! to celebrate, the admin team is releasing a christmas themed ask meme! please REBLOG THIS POST if you’d like to participate, and remember to send a prompt to everyone who’s reblogged this too! as per our rules, ask memes also count towards activity, so we hope this lessens the burden for those of you who are busy celebrating! the admin team would also like to take this time to thank every single one of you for your continued — and may we say, growing! — interest in anomalyhqs, and for making all of this possible! as we have said previously, you are truly the framework of this roleplay, and we couldn’t have done any of this without all of you! thank you for sharing your lovely muses with us, and we hope to see more of it for months and more months to come! but enough yapping — onto the good fun! merry christmas and happy hanukkah to all who celebrate, and as always, stay super! ♡

* 🎁 — CHRISTMAS GIFTS !

aw shucks, you didn’t have to ! it’s a gift to give, and boy does the sender have a present for you! write a short drabble about the gift you’ve gotten the sender ( either the receiver making / shopping for it, thinking of what to get them, or handing it to them! ), or come up with a small playlist or moodboard that best describes the receiver’s relationship with the sender! and before you ask: yes, you can give coal if you really want to!

* 🌿 — UNDER THE MISTLETOE !

ugh, that darn weed ! you’re caught shoulder to shoulder in the doorway with the sender, and the only way to avoid the bad luck is to share your super secret text messages! along with the mistletoe emoji, send 🍒 for the last text the receiver sent to the sender, 🥀 for a 3am drunk text the receiver sent to the sender, and 🎀 for a gossip, true or false, that the receiver almost let slip to a curious current member about the sender!

* ✉️ — LETTERS TO SANTA !

hey santa, what about a gazillion dollars ? sure thing, kid! we’ll hand it to you only if you draft up a totally honest, no nonsense letter to the sender about the receiver’s truest, deepest feelings about them — y’know, the things they’d never be caught dead saying! ever held your tongue? now’s the time to let it loose!

* 🥚 — SPIKED EGGNOG !

oh wow, that’s strong ! the eggnog’s been spiked, but you’ve taken too big a gulp to back out now! senders, along with the egg emoji, send the receiver any question you’re dying to know — we all know that alcohol is the greatest truth serum, and the receiver’s drank too much of it to lie!

* ☃️ — SNOWBALL FIGHT !

hey, who threw that ?! the new season’s coming up, so you know what that means — the new rally’s soon! senders, send in your house loyalty along with the snowman emoji! receivers, if yours is the same, it means the sender’s tagged you into their fight with a bunch of heckling fans from opposing teams! if yours is different — hell, maybe the sender’s the heckling fan after all! write a drabble or highlight reel of how you think the fight will go! sic ‘em!

#nm:meme #happy one month! ♡

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iamawolfstarsimp · 4 months

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Merry Christmas bitches!!

I wish you all have a very merry christmas to those who celebrate and to those who don't hope you have an amazing day too!!

Here's a christmas present from me to you all, because honestly this app and the people I've met on here have truly saved my life so I just want to say thank you from the bottom of my heart.

anyway now that we're done with the mushy stuff-

Enjoy!! ❤️💚

To say they had gone overboard would be ridiculous considering how much the Winchesters drank.

But Dean was almost positive that he had never drank this much in one sitting. Even Cas was getting pretty tipsy, and in human standards that would be totally smashed.

Thankfully, Sam had told him to slow down and just find his own pace instead of matching Cas per drink before he shuffled off to bed.

He almost felt guilty for how much they drank. But on the other hand, it was Christmas Eve. They deserved to have fun.

Dean's eyes fluttered open when he felt someone land on top of him. He let out a soft "oof" and heard the person laying on him giggle.

He glanced down at Cas and couldn't help hit smile at him. His cheeks were flushed pink and he was curling into Dean's side, failing to hide his adorable, drunken grin.

"Wht 're you doin'?" Dean slurred, not exactly remembering how he ended up falling asleep on the couch. He felt Cas start to play with the hem of his black t-shirt, mumbling a quiet "nothing" into his chest.

Castiel's fingers roamed underneath his shirt, lightly dragging his fingers across Dean's stomach. He let his hands fall into a steady rhythm of ghosting his fingertips across his sides, then rubbed his palm across the middle of his belly before returning to just barely touching the tips of his fingers to Dean's sides.

Dean held back a laugh but let himself grin while watching Cas. The treatment Cas had come up with was both an terribly light tickle and the best belly rub ever.

"You're so beautiful," Cas mumbled even though he wasn't even looking at Dean's face. He just continued his steady rhythm across his torso. "I love your smile. And your laugh."

"I don't understand why you try and hide it." He continued.

"Cas, please-" Dean started before being shushed by the angel on top of him.

"Just let me love you," Cas looked him in the ey as he said that. Dean lost all ideas for anything to say back but his mouth was soon otherwise occupied.

Cas kept his kisses deep and soft, letting Dean melt beneath him. His hands hadn't stilled and were still lightly tickling but something that was more bareable than it was before.

Cas' kisses soon trailed from his mouth to his forehead, cheek, nose, chin. Dean couldn't help but scrunch his face and start grinning like a dork.

Cas let his kisses go elsewhere to his neck and ears, letting teeth and tounge join the mix, combining them into an element that he knew Dean absolutely loved and hated.

Dean's head fell back onto the arm of the couch - which really only opened up access to more spots - and let out a steady stream of giggles.

Cas blew a miniature raspberry to finish off and leaned back, also grinning like an idiot, to admire his work.

"Y-you're ridiculous," Dean panted.

"Did you like it though?" Cas smirked, all too knowing.

Dean paused for a moment. "Shut up." He grumbled. Cas laughed and snuggled up into him again, resting his head in the crook of Dean's neck. They went for a few minutes in comfortable silence, taking in each other's company. Cas the one the to break the silence. He always was.

"You want me to continue." It wasn't really a question. Dean didn't have to answer anyway, Cas already knew the answer. And Dean knew that Cas knew. And Cas knew that Dean knew that Cas knew. And really, was he ever supposed to resist that?

When Sam found them the next morning he didn't bother waking them. He did take a few pictures to send to Jody though (and for blackmail).

#supernatural #dean winchester #castiel #supernatural tickle #sam winchester #your honour i love them #merry christmas #love yall

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commander-hanji-zoe · 4 months

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Merry Christmas, Yuletide felicitations, ¡Feliz Navidad!, Joyeux Noël! Buon Natale! to all my wonderful followers. I hope for all those who celebrate you have a wonderful, magical and peaceful time over the next few days. To those who don't celebrate I wish you all love and that you are safe and full of joy all the same.

I wrote the following during NaNoWriMo, I wanted it posted yesterday or a few days ago, but Christmas eve is better than not at all. 🎄

How the Vets prepare for Christmas

Erwin

A lot of reading, he especially enjoys reading by the fireplace with a hot mug of spiced cider or mulled wine. He can sit uninterrupted for hours on end, quite content with the words of a book helping him to escape into another world for a short while.

Erwin gets his Christmas cards out early, he loves writing them whilst listening to Christmas music. He will include a round robin letter informing everyone of what he’s been up to after the past year, he also uses it as a chance to make amends and try to build bridges with others.

Simple and tasteful, traditional decorations. Will weave his own wreath and make a beautiful centrepiece for the table with foraged holly, ivy and pinecones.

The wreath goes up on his front door early, he likes his home to appear welcoming to anyone visiting.

Levi

The home has to smell wonderful 24/7, he has stove top potpuri which he redoes every few days and heats over the fireplace in the lounge.

Plenty of scented candles too, he loves the smell of spiced apple and orange.

Gets his Christmas shopping done in one trip, he detests it but would rather have one, long difficult and stressful day than many, this way he can forget about it.

Wraps his presents with meticulous care and love. They all have holly or other plant based decorations tied into the ribbon.

Levi’s advent candle would be a simple one with pictures behind each window. The morning routine in December is to wake up, make a nice tea, ideally something winter and seasonal, and then sit down at the kitchen table and open the day’s door whilst sipping tea.

Hanji

Chaotic Christmas shopper, everything is done in bits across multiple days and she ends up with more presents than she needs for everyone.

Has a very traditional Christmas tree, but some of the other decorations around her home are a little more out there, she likes to try out modern trends as well as making some quirky decorations of her own.

Christmas cards are delivered a few days before Christmas, many of them are from the years previous.

Loves a pantomime and Christmas parties, any excuse to let their hair down for once, to dress up and laugh or dance, Hanji will fully embrace the season and let herself go.

Mike

Christmas Shopping is a careful operation that he’s been planning for since early November. Typically if he sees items throughout the last few months of the year he will buy them and so come December he isn’t overwhelmed with so much to buy. Additionally he finds it stops him from buying under pressure and ending up with items he isn’t even sure the individuals will like. Instead the presents are purchased with love and plenty of though.

Similar to Erwin, traditional and tasteful decorations in his home. He prefers a real Christmas tree and isn’t particular about a colour theme. He’ll try to buy a new decoration every year to mark the year that has passed. He can recall where each and every one came from and the stories behind them. If he can purchase them whilst away in a different country all the better.

Mike likes to be the one to cook Christmas dinner, he has a Christmas chef’s apron and hat. He knows that Erwin also enjoys cooking but Erwin works harder than all of them throughout the year so Mike just wants to give him a break on the big day.

Organises or takes part in charity present drives and wants to do as much to help others as possible. Afterall it is the season. He is especially

Loves a Christmas jumper.

Moblit

Shopping is done throughout December on a few trips, all of them planned and less chaotic than the ones Hanji goes on.

Enjoys more silver, white, blue Christmas deorations and goes for that ‘Winter Wonderland’ sparkle and ice theme in his home. But somehow he still makes it cosy.

Is a fan of hot chocolate with lots of marshmallows and also some spiced rum or whiskey.

Loves Christmas music and can be found by the Christmas tree singing along as he wraps presents with great big bows. Is a big fan of bows on everything, even his Christmas jumper has a bow on it.

Winter walks are very much one of his things, he loves being outside especially on sunny but crisp days where frost gently covers all the grass and plants. He loves going on these walks with his friends, but is also happy to spend some time alone thinking about the year which is nearly over, being reflective and thinking on what he’d love from the following year. He will also gather some fir branches, holly and other plants to display in his home.

Nanaba

Christmas is a time to get cosy and be relaxed, she doesn’t want to be stressing about last minute Christmas presents or the food. So she has a Christmas organiser and everything is incredibly well planned.

She loves Red and Gold, everything to be traditional and warm. Has one of the houses with a smoking chimney, the incense cones she uses are the myrrh and frankincense ones.

Loves lighting candles, all red and green, if they’re spiced all the better.

Big fan of Christmas Hallmark movies and just wants to get under a blanket and watch them with a mulled wine or hot chocolate whilst wearing big animal slipper socks.

Loves Ice skating and will succeed in encouraging the others to join her even if they’re a little nervous, Nanaba knows how to help her friends relax and feel at ease.

#aot vets #snk vets #erwin smith #levi ackerman #hanji zoe #hange zoe #mike zacharius #mike zakarias #moblit berner #nanaba #headcanons #christmas #yule #Festive

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merry xmas moss!! do you have any arcane milf holiday season hcs? 🎄

content warnings; fem reader. sfw ! — lowercase writing intended, fluffy fluff, holiday celebration ( oh definitely !!! merry christmas and happy holidays, here's some drabbles how it would be like with them arcane milfs :D these are short and little late but hope you like them anyway ! )

⠀⠀( dialing . . . ) — happy holidays w/ ambessa, cassandra, sevika, renata, and grayson

— 𝐂𝐀𝐒𝐒𝐀𝐍𝐃𝐑𝐀 𝐊𝐈𝐑𝐀𝐌𝐌𝐀𝐍

holidays for cassandra were a stressful time, even with all the maids around the house she was making sure everything was nothing less than perfect. the most enormous christmas tree, the classic christmas songs, and the prettiest pastries for after dinner. she is a sight to see in her most adorable apron, running back and forth from one end to another in the kitchen.

it's a packed house at the kiramman residency every year, with extended family filling the giant mansion with some council members who otherwise wouldn't be making such a hassle out of it. it's nerve-racking for cassandra but seeing you chat away with her nosy family, watching as you bob your head to the song in the background just makes her remember how worth it this is.

if she could she would be standing next to you all night, hooking her arm with yours while drinking egg nog, but guests are to be taken care of.

she wishes she could be walking around in the cold snow, tucked away in a thick jacket with you, sharing memories since that is her favorite part about the holidays.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; the santa clause

— 𝐀𝐌𝐁𝐄𝐒𝐒𝐀 𝐌𝐄𝐃𝐀𝐑𝐃𝐀

christmas in noxus was not as big as anywhere else in runeterra, so she isn't so much interested in it. first, that is, soon when you are putting the lights on and seeing how excited you seem to be it grows on her, so much so that it becomes her favorite thing.

lifting you up to place the top ornament has to be the best part about it, teasing you how much of a shorty you were compared to her and needing help.

aside from the amazing food that you told the cooks to make, what you whipped up for her to drink next to the fire was hot cocoa. she never tasted something like this made out of chocolate! and those little sweet pillows on top you toasted somehow, delicious!

no severed body parts on or under the tree ambessa, it's not that kind of joyous time.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; home alone

— 𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐀𝐓𝐀 𝐆𝐋𝐀𝐒𝐂

the chem-baroness hasn't celebrated the holidays for what seemed like her whole life ever since she started the glasc industries. she hardly has any traditions aside from listening to the seasonal songs on vinyl with a glass of her finest drink from the top shelf.

renata finds it adorable how you insist on a tree, how you explain that food has to do a lot with the holiday and that the presents are essential but not that important.

she is absolutely against for you to lay in the snow to make a snow angel, no way josé. for starters, you could get sick, not to mention that you never know what is under it, for all you could know there might be some dirt or worse there that somebody disposed of.

she takes you out for christmas dinner and to see some christmas stage performances in piltover. favorite part of the day and the holiday, sitting with you in the darkness in the theater box with a glass of champagne or whatever you wanted to drink. holding hands, making little comments about the performance and the music.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; the nutcracker (ballet version)

— 𝐒𝐄𝐕𝐈𝐊𝐀

the holidays for sevika were spent at either the brothel or the last drop, given that she really didn't have anyone special to spend the celebration with- she picked someone up. but when you popped into the picture her whole ritual was re-forged and sevika was to the moon and back about the holidays coming around, so much so she was the one buying matching ugly christmas sweaters for the both of you.

sevika is that cheeky person who would be dancing around you, even trying to get you to join her while singing christmas songs from the top of her lungs.

her favorite is the baking part, not because she makes the best cookies or pastries but because of how fun it can be. throwing flour at each other, dropping eggs, and just the all-around chaos. non of you can bake but making gingerbread cookies can't be that hard, right? it's a mess but they turn out okay, they might look ugly because the frosting is melting but the two of you made it!

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; how the grinch stole christmas

— 𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐘𝐒𝐎𝐍

christmas gets busy for the sheriff of piltover, all these people having last-minute shopping trips and kicking each other in the ankles, and ending up in front of the steam train.

she might not have been looking forward to the holidays but ever since you and she decided to spend them together, it's essential for her to get off work in time for dinner with you. last time she couldn't get you a proper present or at least in her opinion, not the 'perfect' gift so she is going all out this year.

grayson loves decorating the house, sneaking a mistletoe somewhere hardly be noticed so she can plant you into a sneak attack kiss.

FAVORITE CHRISTMAS MOVIE; elf

#📼 › moss tapes #arcane x reader #sevika x reader #arcane #grayson x reader #ambessa medarda x reader #renata glasc x reader #cassandra kiramman x reader #arcane cassandra x reader #arcane sevika x reader

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