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merlesrandomstuff · 5 months

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Abi x Alex - bad night, good night. New year, new beginnings

Wintersport Secret Santa for @jediskijumper ☺️

Heya, I tried to write a story with two female characters for the first time ever I think. It really made sense to me to take those two, with all their hugs and love for each other and because I really love the whole team Canada. Hope you like it ☺️

3:40am. Alex sighed and turned her phone off again. Those dreams needed to stop. She closed her eyes and tried to fall back to sleep, but all she could think of was this stupid dream. Alex sighed. The images of the dream repeated again and again. Tears, Daniel, a kiss with Abi. Alex reached a point where it felt like Abi was literally haunting her in her dreams. All that just because being close to Abi felt different. Felt the way it did with Daniel.

Some days later Alex arrived at Tschofe's place with a plan in the back of her mind, but she was scared. It was Christmas after all and she wasn't sure if she should tell Daniel everything before. Because what if she wasn't able to stay afterwards? The days went by and Alex almost forgot about talking to Daniel about the topic she tried to avoid for so long now, but it was time to speak the truth and deal with those feelings that slowly creeped up.

It wasn't until a day before their departure when Alex finally found the courage to talk to Daniel. "I need to talk to you about something important. I was scared to do it before Christmas, but I need to do it now, so I might sleep better again.", she stated and sat down on the bed. Daniel looked at her. "What is it?", he asked. "I think I need to break up with you or we need to take a break. I kinda developed feelings for another person and need time to somehow make sense of them. There still are feelings for you, but right now those other feelings seem stronger. I hope you understand that.", Alex explained and started to cry a little. Daniel looked at her in shock. "I...that...I actually also thought about talking to you about this. I somehow questioned my feelings a little and then I need to confess that I heard you talking in your sleep about love towards someone else, but wasn't sure how to talk to you about it." he said and wrapped his arms around Alex. Alex cried and remained silent. "It's Abi, isn't it?", Tschofe asked after a while. Alex nodded. "I don't know how it started, but I started to feel the same way about her that I also felt about you and then I started to dream about her literally every night.", she explained and looked at Tschofe. "I think I get what you mean. Be sure, that I'm there for you, if you need me and I'll be happy for you, if it works out with Abi.', said Tschofe and smiled. "So, we'll stay friends?", Alex asked. Tschofe chuckled slightly. "Oh, I hope we do.", he said and wrapped his arm around Alex. "Thank you for understanding me.", said Alex and wiped her tears away.

The night before the two nights tour started, team Canada came back together so Abi shared her room with Nicole again. In the middle of the night, Abi was haunted by a bad dream and woke up crying. "Nicole, Nicole.", she said, trying to wake her teammate up. "Hmmpfff.", Nicole mumbled and slowly woke up. "I'm so sorry to wake you up, but I...I...I had a bad dream.", Abi said quietly. Nicole's eyes widen as she noticed that Abi was crying. She just wrapped her arms around Abi and caressed her back. "Tell me about it if you want.", Nicole said. Abi breathed in and out for a moment and then started to explain. "I have feelings for Alex for some time now and I've had a lot of dreams about her and somehow my brain decided to play me and give me a shitty dream. Basically Alex was laughing at me about my feelings and then Tschofe was calling me names and told me to back off from his girlfriend. I think I need to tell Alex about my feelings pretty soon." Nicole nodded understandingly. "Do you have a time in mind?", she asked. "Before new years, you know, starting free into the new year and everything.", Abi explained and chuckled slightly. "And what about Decker, did you tell him?", Nicole asked. "He knows for some time already.", Abi answered. "So, next step is finding a moment to talk to Alex?", Nicole asked. "Yes, but it has to be soon.", Abi smiled slightly.

Garmisch felt like a dream for Abi and slightly like a nightmare for Alex. "I'm so proud of you.", Alex smiled brightly and wrapped her arms tightly around Abi. The hug lasted longer than expected, both soaking in the feeling of being so close to eachother. "Abi, you need to go to the podium presentation thing.", Lea said next to the still close teammates. "I'll be back soon.", Abi mumbled, grabbed her stuff and headed over to Eirin and Nika. After every official thing, Abi came back to the team and was hugged by everyone again. "You look even better on the podium than usual.", Alex mumbled as she hugged Abi again. "Would love to share it with you next time.", Abi countered and chuckled slightly. "Hopefully.", Alex smiled and left her arm wrapped around Abi's waist. "Actually, can we talk some time tomorrow?", Abi asked and smiled slightly. "Before breakfast?", Alex suggested. Abi nodded. "I'll pick you up from your room then."

"We could just switch the pairings for our rooms so that you two are in a room and I'll go with Natalie.", Nicole suggested. "That's probably even better.", said Alex and looked at Abi and Natalie. They both nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I'm fine with that.", said Natalie with a hint of confusion in her voice.

The two hour drive to Oberstdorf flew by quickly and even quicker Abi and Alex fell asleep in their respective beds, both glad that it wasn't a double room with only one bed. After they both finished their routine in the morning, Alex looked at Abi. "So eh, we could talk now, I guess.", she said and tried to not stare at her friend. "Yeah, I should probably tell you what this is about. I fell in love with someone else and broke up with Decker. And...", Abi sighed and looked at Alex. Alex looked at her in shock. "Don't tell me that you also broke up with him during the Christmas break?", she asked. "Also? And no, I didn't.", Abi answered. "I broke up with Daniel.", Alex said with an almost whispering tone. "Why?", asked Abi. "There might also be someone else.", Alex answered and blushed. "Wait, what?", mumbled Abi and needed a moment to collect herself. Alex looked at Abi and smiled slightly. "What do we do now?", she asked and laughed a little, even though she didn't exactly feel like it. "I'll tell you about my person and then you about your's. If that's okay for you.", Abi suggested. "Sounds good to me. So, who's the lucky person?", asked Alex, trying to hide her disappointment and anxiety.

Abi sighed loudly and looked to the ground. "It's you. I developed feelings for you.", she mumbled, still understandable for Alex. "And I also developed feelings for you oh my godness.", Alex countered and smiled brightly, tears filling up her eyes. Abi looked up, directly into Alex's eyes. "Are you serious?", she asked. Alex nodded enthusiastically. "I wanted to discover my feelings more, to be really sure about it and then yesterday happened and it felt so good, so wonderful to be close to you. Everything just felt so right.", Alex explained and shifted closer to Abi. "I know what you mean.", said Abi and pulled Alex closer to her. Alex smiled and slowly closed the gap in between them until their lips were almost touching. "May I?", asked Abi. "You may.", Alex answered and closed her eyes.

Abi gently pressed her lips against Alex's and pulled her friend even closer into this sensitive kiss. Their hearts beating in their chests, shivers running down their spines and their hands intertwined. Those feelings were new, but felt so right to both of them.

Suddenly, someone was knocking at their door, making them end the kiss. "Abi, Alex, it's breakfast time.", Nicole said loudly. "We're coming.", said Alex and quickly put on her shoes. Abi did the same and not even a minute later, Alex opened the door with one hand, holding onto Abi's hand with the other. Nicole and Natalie looked at them and suddenly noticed their intertwined hands. "Something is different in the way you are holding each other's hands.", Natalie pointed out. Alex and Abi looked at each other knowingly and giggled a little. "Do we tell them?", Alex asked with a bright smile. "Yes. And yes it's different, because we are in love.", Abi answered and looked at their teammates. "Oh my, congrats.", said Natalie and pulled both her friends into a hug. "I'm so happy for you two.", Nicole said and wrapped her arms around them as well. "You also want to tell the other team members?", Natalie asked. "Hmm, maybe later.", answered Abi and Alex nodded in agreement.

They continued their day and preparation for the qualifications the same way as usual, but with the difference that Abi and Alex tried to kiss and touch whenever no one was looking. Before they had to head up the hill in the evening, Abi and Alex stood in the team room and kissed. "Good luck, honey.", said Alex and petted Abi's shoulder. "Good luck, my love.", said Abi.

As one of the last jumpers, Alex sat down and then jumped. "Oh, that's a good ond.", Abi almost screamed immediately ran to Alex as soon as it was possible. "You did so well.", said Abi and hugged her girlfriend. "Thanks.", said Alex blushed a little and smiled. In the end Alex even won the qualification. "So, so good.", said Abi and pulled Alex into a tight hug. "thank you much.", said Alex and was somehow not able to let go of Abi.

Later that evening, just before midnight, the whole team and most of the other teams gathered outside. "10", someone screams suddenly. They count down and as soon as the countdown is at 0, Alex can't hold herself together and gave Abi a kiss, after a quick look around. "I love you and I'm forever grateful to have you in my life.", said Abi and wrapped her arms around Alex. "I'm glad we figured this out before the year ended.", Alex said and chuckled a little. "You are the most perfect start into the new year.", said Abi. ,"And you the best person I could've imagined for my new Years eve Kiss.", said Alex and gave Abi another quick kiss. "I love you." "I love you too.", said Abi and shifted her eyes back to the rockets and fire crackers. "Cheers to our new and different life in 2024.", said Alex after a while. "Looking forward to a lot of hugs and kisses and hopefully a shared podium.", said Abi and smiled brightly.

#wsss2023 #winter sports secret santa 2023 #ski jumping #fanfiction #alex loutitt #abigail strate #enjoy :)

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bronzebluemind · 1 year

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Merry Christmas, vesel božič, my dear @skiijumpinng !🦌❄️

Surprise, surprise! I am your Secret Santa! I was so very excited to make a gift for you. I love all of these little moments and hope you enjoy them too. Let me know which gif is your favourite. ✨

And with this I wish you peaceful holidays and a good start into to the new year, whatever it may bring! 🥰

Your not-so-secret-anymore Secret Santa 🎅🎄

#that's actually sevi pretending to be tired #it's from that one clip from the dsv nordisch insta from ga-pa where they say stuff along the lines: get up it's time for ski jumping #that whole vid is just so cute #and we have here pero's world record what a jump #gosh I just love to see them all happy #wsss2022 #skijumpingsecretsanta #ski jumping #sj secret santa #it

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skiijumpinng · 2 years

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WOAH WE MUST LISTEN TO THE ANCIENT GODDESS OF THE TAG 💗💗💗

okay but fr when i joined sjf here i was totally returning to sj after a little break (i was devastated when i learned that during my break gregor decided to retire so yeah) and u felt like you're the one that leads this whole circus (affectionate)!! like the mother to the giant group!! and to this day when i see you i'm like "OOOH she's SPEAKING 🤯🤩💗✨"

okay just pouring out love on you inspired by that ask byeeeee 💗

asdfghj you can't just send me stuff like this and expect me to not freak out

also 'ancient goddess' PLEASE it was 2015 not in the 70s ahhh

no but actually thank you for this it means a lot <333

#leading the circus phhh #'mother to the group' STOP AH #what i love about this tag is that everyone contributes their little part and thats what makes it so fun #the actual goddesses are the ones making all the gif content and organizing the secret santa and all that good stuff #always torn if i should put my asks on the tag but the content is so sparse lately so here you go #ski jumping #answered

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blackwolfstabs · 5 months

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Parker's Secret Santa Gifts🎄for @samcscreams

BETTER THAN ONE

After an evening playing in the snow, werewolf Sam wants to give Tara an early birthday present.

fandom: Scream // Werewolf!Sam AU by @samcscreams // (parker's version) characters: Sam Carpenter & Tara Carpenter a/n: sorry if this is completely inaccurate to your au, bear!! i just loved your fic too much :)

“Alright, Sammy, last one!” Tara called over the stretch of snow separating her from frost-dusted, black fur. Her sister shook the pastel, tie-dyed monkey chew toy she held in her mouth like it was prey, her playful growls making the younger smile. “Come here!”

Sam stopped to look in her sibling’s direction. Her ears stood up, and her golden gaze glowed amongst their snowy surroundings.

“You want me to throw it or not?!”

She bounded over to her.

The younger Carpenter jumped back to avoid being slammed into. Like anyone would expect from any other dog, her big sister was very frisky in her werewolf form, romping around in the snow like she was just a puppy.

She pointed to the ground. “Drop it.” And the stuffed toy was dropped at her feet. She picked it up and prepared to throw it. However, there was one thing missing. “You know the rules, Sam,” she smirked, “You gotta sit first.”

Sam’s ears retreated, and she licked her lips. Her back end lowered a little like she was going to follow the said-rules, but her excitement got the best of her. Her tail was wagging, spreading more frost into her fur as she watched her toy religiously.

“Sit, Sam.”

She whined.

“Sit!”

And she did, her golden gaze wide with anticipation as she huffed.

“Good,” Tara praised. But she had to test her with a few more tricks, just because it was the last round of Fetch for the day. “Now, shake.”

The black wolf raised her paw, nearly going to paw the hand that held what she wanted.

“Okay, now lay down.”

She hesitated, starting to whine again as she tried to get up out of her sitting position.

But her baby sister snapped, “No, Sammy!” She used her free hand to point to the ground, “Lie down.”

She obeyed this time.

“Good girl!” Tara let her have the win and threw the monkey as hard as she could, “Go get it!”

And Sam raced away. She actually covered enough land before it hit the ground, so she jumped to catch it in her mouth. Her paws hit the snow in a breaking effort that led her skidding to turn around and face Tara, who praised her.

“Nice catch.”

The werewolf trotted over and lowered her head to place the toy into her sibling’s hand. Tara took it, then pet her between the ears.

“Alright, are you ready to go inside? It’s getting dark.” While she didn’t receive a response that clarified she was in agreement, the younger Carpenter turned her back and took it upon herself to lead them both to the back door.

Shaking the snow from her pelt, Sam followed her, but she took her time in doing so. The sky was hued pink in its setting state, while the birds flying overhead were only silhouettes. In fact, the winter skies were serene enough to let her spot the first star in the sky. It wasn’t Christmas just yet, but it was a few days before Tara’s birthday.

And Sam knew that there was something special she could show her.

As Tara approached the door, she glanced over her shoulder to make sure her follower was in pursuit. However, her older sister had stopped a few yards away, refusing to go any further. “What’s wrong, Sam?”

The canine blinked at her, staying where she was. Her ears twisted as she looked over a little, giving the illusion that she wasn’t sure she wanted to go inside.

This made her tilt her head. “What is it?” She pointed with her thumb over her shoulder through the window and shook her head, “You don’t wanna go inside?” She watched Sam bow, like she did whenever she wanted to play. “No, I told you that was the last one. We’re not playing anymore,” she reminded.

She just wasn’t taking the hint. Well, if that was the case, the werewolf didn’t mind taking initiative herself. She broke out of her downward dog and rushed forward, slipping between her little sister and the door to keep her from going inside.

Tara barely had time to turn sound, before Sam’s muzzle nudged her away from the door. She jumped away from the cold, wet nose catching the warmth of her neck. “Sam, what are you doing?!” she squeaked, trying to raise her shoulder to shrug her off.

But Samantha just replied with an amused growl and continued to herd her back into the snow.

“Alright, alright!” the younger leapt away, “I’m not going inside.” She shook her bangs from her face and quizzed her again, “What do you want?”

The she-wolf dropped herself to the ground, low enough to where Tara could get on her back, and shuffled forward. When she met confused chocolate eyes, she gestured her head over her shoulder.

“You want me to get on your back?” Her tail wagged as a ‘yes’, so she grabbed a hold of her scruff and climbed on, like she was a horse.

Sam got to her paws, careful not to rock her rider around too much as she felt her scruff be gripped tightly. She bit back a whimper, but bowed her head to turn it and gently nudge Tara’s leg as in telling her, “hold on tight.”

Tara noticed this and moved one hand to pet her head. “I’m okay,” she assured. She rode a horse before and had been given many piggyback rides by Sam when she was little, but she had never rode on the back of a wolf before. “Don’t buck me off, Sam…”

Her big sister gave a huff and shook her pelt out as best she could with a swish of her tail. She felt Tara’s legs press against her flanks and her fingers curl into her skin, which told her she was ready. So, she broke away, only having to take a few long strides, before she met the fenceline. It wasn’t high of a jump for an 8-foot werewolf. In fact, it was actually not even a strenuous jump, more like she was just leaping over a small stream of water or a narrow ditch.

After clearing the fence, all that stood between them and the rest of the world was wilderness, forestry that canopied above the earth and a maze of trunks that gave them a challenge.

But nothing in the world could stop the Carpenter sisters, no matter how complicated. They were only chained to each other, which meant they could go anywhere and do anything as long as they were together.

Like she had recalled from horseback riding all those years ago, Tara leaned forward, keeping a partial hold on her sister’s neck as she flew at nearly 80 miles an hour. Everything was a blur in her peripheral vision, and the sting of the winter air was numbing her face. She squinted through the snow flurries that fell from the coniferous trees, hearing Sam’s gruff panting over the wind.

Sam’s paws were in perfect rhythm with her sense of direction. Her eyes were open and alert among the white wild, while her little sister’s body kept the cold from slipping its frosty fingers against her spine. Her tongue lolled out of her mouth, but it felt so good to run without any fences or walls to keep her in. At first, she hadn’t been sure of her werewolf-shifting abilities. She thought they were dangerous and nothing more than a curse. However, she had learned that moving on four legs at unimaginable speeds and sustaining enough endurance for a lifetime was the most thrilling thing in the world. It thrilled her more than killing did. There was just something about running, something about beating the wind and lengthening her spine with every stride. It was like a dream, except it was real.

Plus, Tara never saw her any different from the way she had before she had been cursed. She was still her older sister and her best friend. She just had both a sibling and an incredible pet in the same token. How awesome was that? And now Sam was able to control it…

The black werewolf huffed as the air burned her lungs. She weaved through the trees like a snake through tall grass, leaping over unsteady ground and gaining speed on the straight paths.

On her back, her baby sister ducked from branches and kept her face close to the bristling fur that granted some warmth to her wind-burned cheeks. Even though this was entirely different, she couldn’t help but be reminded of when they were little. Sam would crawl around on the floor and act like her personal steed, carrying her wherever she pleased.

“Okay, fine,” Sam sighed and got down on her hands and knees. “Get on.”

“Yay!” Tara hopped on her back and grabbed two strands of her long hair. “Giddyup!” she hollered, yanking on her makeshift reins.

But her sister just ducked away, “Ow!” She tried to turn her head to make her let go, “Don’t pull my hair, Tara! That hurts,” she told her. The pulling sensation left her scalp and was followed by an ashamed apology.

“I’m sorry…”

“It’s okay. Just use my shirt or something,” the older offered. She then felt the collar of her shirt be clutched by little hands.

“Okay!” The 4 year-old’s energy was restored as she tugged on the shirt and repeated herself. “Giddyup, horsey!”

And Sam did as she was told. Like a horse did, she jerked her head and pawed the carpet, before she set off. Tara was getting bigger now, so her weight kept her from being able to go too fast, however that didn’t stop her from encouraging it.

“Faster, Sammy! Go faster!”

Anything for her little sister. Samantha braced her back and picked up her pace as much as she could. It must have been enough for the younger, because an excited squeal answered her increased speed.

Tara giggled, continuing to fidget with her big sister’s shirt as she ordered. “To the kitchen!”

And to the kitchen, they went.

“Sam, where are we going?!” Tara brought herself back to the present as she hollered over the wind. She had remembered always wanting Sam to go faster as a kid, but she never imagined she’d be going this fast without being in a car.

Her older sister kept on, eyes set on the break in trees up ahead. She unleashed a couple of barks to encourage her to find their destination.

Tara followed her lead, but she wouldn't be sure until she actually saw that it was the end.

The sisters broke out of the forest’s coverage to meet the last bit of sun setting in the horizon. Tara hadn’t realized how much high ground they’d gained through the woods, and while she wasn’t comfortable with being up high, she knew that Sam wouldn’t let her fall. The moon was glowing and the stars looked like tiny fairy lights on an indigo stretch of sky.

But that wasn’t what caught Tara’s attention.

Sam slowed her pace to a trot and then a walk, before she stopped to let her sister off. She put her muzzle out to keep her from getting too close to the edge of the cliff they were on and gently huffed when she was pet as a ‘thank you’.

The younger Carpenter jumped off the werewolf’s back with her eyes glued to the assortment of arrayed colors along the northern horizon. They shimmered, like a mere reflection of Heaven on Earth, green, purple, and blue blending into one swivel of art across the world and crystallizing the snow.

Aurora Borealis.

“The Northern Lights,” Tara breathed in awe. She had never seen them in-person before, only in movies, paintings, and pictures on the internet. It wasn’t a dream of hers to see them, so-to-speak, but one thing was for sure… She never thought they would be this beautiful or seeing them for herself would feel so surreal.

Beside her, Sam stood with the cool-coded gradient softening the golden glow of her werewolf eyes. She felt the weight of her sister lean against her, and she gave a soft sigh.

Tara glanced up at her with a small smile on her face. “Is this what you wanted to show me?”

The canine’s ears went back and she gave a gentle whine as she leaned down and licked her cheek. She couldn’t actually speak to her, like she would a human, but if she were to, the words were so simple and pure.

“Happy Birthday, Tara. I love you forevermore.”

But the younger knew the words without them being said, and she closed her eyes to press her forehead against the side of her big sister’s warm face. “Thank you, Sammy,” she whispered into her fur, “I love you too.”

A loving noise that almost sounded like a growl rumbled in Sam’s throat as she nuzzled her, then drew away so her girl could continue to admire the aurora that shined for her.

Anything for her little sister.

merry christmas!!! you were my first big supporter on my Wolves of Woodsboro fanfiction, and ever since, you have had a special place in my heart. you have been awesome to talk to and be friends with. thank you for all of your love, support, and kindness. here's to you 🩶 stay safe, my love! happy holidays 🎄✨⛄

- parker (BWS)

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liquid-luck-00 · 1 year

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Maribat Secret Santa 2022

is it late... yes

did it grow out of control and need a part 2... also yes

but without further ado for my secret santa recipient @intercoursefluids

In Every Lifetime

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Life after life, death after death, whether they would find each other or not they knew the other was searching for them land, sea, or even the skies for them. Their dreams a guiding light to one another. The powers and magic practiced and hidden in order to protect them. After centuries they learned they would always share a birthdate, which in the newer ages of technology made it slightly easier to find one another, if there weren't so many more people now, and the gods never made it easy for them. But reincarnations are both a blessing and a curse.

•••

"Please don't take her!" He begged clutching her limp lifeless form, still warm despite knowing otherwise.

The two gods stared at him, watching him, waiting. They were the final two, creation and destruction, to choose their vessels. Yet here they were watching silently this mournful event unfold.

The boy reached for a sheathed sword. "I will find who did this and they will pay." He grit out, tears of rage and sadness rolled down his face.

"The price, if you are willing to pay it, is an expensive one." The god of destruction offered, as they finally appeared before the boy.

"Who are you." The boy's eyes flicked between the two of them.

"You humans really are a suspicious bunch."

"What Plagg is trying to say is we want to make a deal with the two of you." The goddess, Tikki, responded.

"The... two..." He looked to his side where the spirit of the girl in his arms, sat beside him. "What deal do you propose?" The boy didn't look at them, but at the spirit at his side.

"We want to use the two of you as vessels." Plagg stated bored. "Thus, the two of you will reincarnate."

"Then why say the price shall be expensive." He asked the two gods, finally turning away from the girl.

Tikki was the one who answered. "Because you may or may not meet one another in each lifetime. But if you do you will loose one another time and time again."

"If that is the cost I..." The boy looked over at the girl again, who nodded. "We are willing to pay it."

"We the kwamii, gods of creation and destruction, imbue the both of you with our powers. You shall reincarnate time and time again, and we will watch over you to aid your existence.”

•••

He had a mission to complete, but these annoying dreams would not let him rest.

He watched as a girl his age rushed around a palace of sorts. They weren't unsettling, just peculiar, almost as if he were witnessing her life.

It wasn't until he reached the palace that was constantly in his dreams that he understood them. Granted if he listened to that annoying voice in his ear he might have figured it out sooner. The roads he travelled became familiar, faces and places as well.

That's when he noticed her, a daughter of a feudal lord, his target. She turned and their eyes connected.

Their past flashed behind his eyes.

His mission forgotten and forfeited.

"Wǒ de tài yáng." Her smile was as bright as in the previous life they shared.

"Wǒ de yuè liàng." He whispered in response. Public appearance the only reason the both of them restrained themselves from jumping into each other’s arms.

It wasn't until the night covered the sky that he dared find her again.

"I was hoping you'd come, Hēi Māo." she watched him a soft smile ever present.

"Piáo Chóng, I promise in this life and every life to come I will find you no matter what." He held her close, whispering into her hair.

"And I you. If you promise to lead me to you in your dreams." He nodded into her not wanting to let her go.

"Only if you do the same."

Their peace didn’t last long. It only took a single cycle of the moon for the guards to realize that someone was constantly coming into the palace after dark. The guards stormed in and dragged him away from his beloved.

He heard her cries and screams trying to come back to him. But he constantly kept getting dragged further and further, her voice becoming softer and softer in the distance.

That is until he heard her footsteps, felt her soothing presence of her newly present magic near him.

"I can’t lose you again. I won’t."

In that moment they both knew they would take their lives, knowing that they’d find each other in the next.

But until then they wouldn’t fear the dark so long as they had each other.

The poison vials that Hēi Māo kept on his belt broke in each of their mouths, the guards to shocked to stop them.

The little voices that rang in their heads spoke out.

Find each other in your next life as you will always be reincarnated together.

•••

The gods did not favor mortals, less their children. But that was not here nor there.

She was abandoned by her parents, an affinity for magic caused them to fear godly retribution. They feared she was a child of Hades, because when she was born jewels materialized on her ears.

The fact of the matter was quite different. She knew, she wasn't of godly descent. She was something else.

So, they left her, a hunter of Artemis later found her. Where she was raised with the Amazons until she joined the hunt.

By then she knew she was able to draw upon the power of beings called kwamii, specifically the spirit inhabiting her jewelry. At least that is what Tikki calls herself. She knows that Tikki isn't telling her everything, but she knows there must be a reason.

She travelled with the goddess of the hunt until a fated day.

The battle was bloody, both sides lost lives. She was the oldest of the hunters there at the moment, she saw them as her younger sisters. When she noticed the volley of arrows heading towards them.

And that’s when the world shook the only thought on her mind her sisters.

To protect Artemis, the hunters, the Amazons that that raised her, that became her family.

She decided to sacrifice herself in order to protect everyone she cared for. In a matter of seconds, the magic exploded from her, disintegrating the arrows creating a veil that stopped the enemy forces from attacking.

she had never used so much magic at once. So much so, she know that it cost her, her life. But she also knew that she would do it again each and every single one of her lives.

She reached up to her ears and plucked the jewels from them. Artemis tentatively stepped forward.

"Amira." The goddess finally reached her. She was kneeling on the ground knowing full well she could not stand up, even if she wanted to. She was a warrior, but even she knew when she shouldn't push her mortal body further.

Amira raised her hand and placed the jewels into the hand of Artemis.

A much smaller, almost looking like a little ladybug, the kwamii of creation appeared to them.

"The world still needs ladybug at this time. Artemis goddess of the hunt, this is my jewel find a worthy warrior until the day comes that we shall reincarnate."

"You are a Kwamii, meaning you are a miraculous." She looked between both of them. "That is understood being of creation." she held the jewels closer. "Amira, my sister, until we meet again." Silver tears fell onto the goddess's face.

•••

She led armies, she sacrificed her entire being for her country.

But this, this was not what she hoped for.

Here she was shackled and ridiculed. Escorted to the gallows like a criminal.

"Joan of Arc, you are charged with being a witch and heretic. How do you plead?"

Head held high she stared at the man condemning her to her death. "No matter my response, you will have my head."

"The price for your insolence is your death."

She was promptly grabbed and pushed down. She heard the executioner raise his axe. So, she stared forwards, meeting a pair of emerald, green eyes.

Memories flashed behind her mind. Moments of blissful joy, unending sorrow, life and death entwined in a never-ending cycle of pain and happiness.

In that second, she finally understood those words spoken those many centuries before. It truly was an expensive price to pay.

"Mon Sol." She whispered, seeing her other half realize it at the same time.

"Mi Luna." She saw him month, seconds before her life ended.

They would always be destined to watch one another die, over and over.

•••

Centuries have passed. She and the others have fought wars. Seen the rise and fall of various civilizations.

But nothing stops the pain she feels every time either she or her sun dies. They may not meet in every life, but they know that they will find one another.

•••

Marinette was a normal girl, well normal-ish. (Tikki had learned to hide herself, among her chosen's families belongings, instead of appearing suddenly.)

Ever since she was small she knew she was different.

She's known since the little goddess Tikki told her when she was five. However, she's known since before. The goddess had always been with her, but she had a magic no one else seemed to notice. Although her luck skewed badly.

But the most intriguing was the boy she constantly saw in her dreams. Because of him she took several martial arts which she excelled in naturally. She quickly got bored of them as she rose through the ranks quickly. In the end she stuck to gymnastics and fencing.

But it wasn't until her tenth birthday it all came to a head.

Her Nonna took her on a trip to visit some friends in the United States.

They were in Gotham and were going to meet a friend named Alfred, but first dinner. Unfortunately, that was pushed back a bit.

She felt an all to familiar pull, but this time it was stronger, so she followed it.

She ran out of the restaurant when her Nonna's attention was off of her. Marinette ran following the pull that seem to be leading her somewhere deeper into the city. She doesn’t know what this pull was or why it constantly seems to pull her in different directions. All she knew was that she should follow it in this moment.

She doesn’t know how long she ran for, it might not have been long at all actually, but one thing she knows is she just ran into a fight.

The much younger of the two raised a sword to man who was fallen on the ground, but that’s when a third arrived. Nightwing, if she remembers correctly, kicked the younger boy which threw his sword into the air, which he then caught.

"The psychos just keep getting younger." The masked vigilante commented.

But her attention was on the boy, the force almost unbearable now pulling her to the boy, but she wouldn’t move. In this match between the two, the boy was completely blinded by anger, Nightwing attempting to subdue him. Snarls and insults, comments being hurled as the two fought, but she couldn't hear.

The boy looked around trying to find an opening, trying to find anything, and that's when he found her. They’re eyes met and he stopped. The blinding anger faded from him as he froze watching her.

And she knows what was going on in his mind. Because the same was happening to her, all the memories of their past lives, every interaction the two ever had was laid out for their minds to see.

But that give Nightwing the opportunity that he needed.

"Mon sol." Was barely audibly whispered and she was again frozen in her tracks.

Nightwing however never once noticed her, seeing as his back was turned to her a majority of the time, and is now presently. Her and was promptly tied up, gagged, and then hung from the light pole like a piñata. And unfortunately, Nightwing still hasn’t noticed her, as he started a call on speaker.

"Talk." A gravely monotone voice answered.

"Missing something?" Nightwing asked, annoyance and disbelief clear in his voice.

"Not in the mood for games." Came the response on the phone.

"I have a kid here." Nightwing paused looking up at the boy hanging in the air. "Says he's your son."

"I'll be right there."

The call ended, And Nightwing finally seemed to look around, thus noticing her.

He froze, and more than likely for good reason. Marinette knows that he doesn’t know how long she’s been there, if from the beginning, or if she just arrived, or if she’s heard the entire conversation. She stood there quietly staring between the vigilante, the man unconscious on the ground, and her soulmate strung up in the air.

She didn’t say a word Nightwing straighten himself up and took a step towards her. She instinctively took a step back, still reeling from the events that just flipped through her mind and the fight she had just witnessed.

Oddly enough that’s exactly when a few others showed up. First was the Batman, who went towards the other two.

Nightwing stepped in front of her blocking them.

That is when her Nonna finally found her.

"My little faerie, what are you doing? I turned around and you were gone." Her Nonna began to scold her. Marinette barely processing what is being told said to her.

"Sorry I..." The words got stuck in her throat, not knowing what actually say. "I don’t know what happened?"

It was a lie she knew it was a lie, but there was truth in it. She didn’t know why she was pulled when she started to run, but now she did. She doesn’t know why she stayed, when she could just easily turn around, instead of listening to the conversation.

"Miss?"

Nightwing again approached the two of them blocking her view of the Batman and her sol.

"Thank you for making sure she is safe. I don’t know what I would’ve done if you hadn’t been here." Her Nonna began to thank Nightwing. Not noticing noticing the man on the ground with a blade near him.

Nightwing looked unsure of how to proceed, as if wanting to ask Marinette more but not knowing if he should. He looked towards Marinette, and she gently shook her head, a signal to him not to say a thing.

"Thank you Monsieur Nightwing. I don’t know what would’ve happened if you didn’t arrive on time." She looked up at him her eyes big, a small smile on her face, acting slightly saved as ice and memories swarmed her.

"Nightwing." The Bat's voice sounded from behind them the man, previously on the ground, cuffed sirens heard approaching.

"Right. Be careful the both of you Gotham is dangerous."

With that Nightwing turned and walked towards the Bat.

She tried to find a boy again but couldn’t. She assumes that he is inside the Batmobile but isn’t completely sure. She’s turned and was led away from the scene until they reach the restaurant, her appetite gone, mind racing.

"My little Faerie?" Her Nona pulled her attention. "Don’t forget you’re to meet my friend, and his family."

"Right Nonna."

---

The entire car ride back to the manner was silent.

His blind anger and vengeance no longer consumed his mind.

His qamari was here. In this very city. But he knew he couldn't escape this place twice in the same night.

So, he stood silently watching the fake son receive stitches, by his father‘s butler, Pennyworth. It wasn’t until then that he noticed, the ever present familiar soul, the way he moved, the energy that he radiated, it was like his own.

In that moment he clenched his always gloved hands. A ring has been embedded into his skin and with it an annoying little presence called a Kwamii, named Plagg. Because of his constant company, the small pocket god destruction, enhanced Damian's abilities, greater than the League expected from him.

Fortune always seems to be in his favor, Plagg said it’s because he lacked it, today he realized what Plagg had meant. He was a reincarnation, he was a miraculous, just like Pennyworth seems to be.

They were talking but he wasn’t exactly keeping pace with their conversation.

"Are you all right Master Dick?" The fake grimaced before answering.

"I took the cut; I can take the stitch."

"Maybe you need more anesthetic." He didn’t mean to say it, it’s not that he actually cared about him, he just didn’t want to see him in pain anymore, pain he caused.

"And maybe you need to find..."

"Master Dick!" Pennyworth cut the fake son off.

He was going to say something else I stopped himself.

"The Blood Sun." He whispered back, the empty cave allowing the two men down below to hear him.

"Blood thirsty, more like it." He heard the fake say.

He didn’t deny it, he knew it was true.

In every life he had blood was stained on his hands. And nothing he says or does can change that. He clenched his every loved hand feeling the cold metal of the ring burn into his skin. But he turned and walked away.

He went up to the room that was prepared for him, sat in the middle of the bed back pressed up against the headboard, and began to meditate.

Well in reality he was speaking with Plagg. Now that his memories were unlocked he would be able to tell him more, but did he really want to hear it is the question.

"Well, this was earlier than ever before." A nasally voice almost cackled in front of him.

"Tt. I realize that but why? Why did I never notice she was so close?" the asked aloud.

"You know the answer kid. You were so blinded by your rage and hatred and the need for vengeance, you blocked everything else. You blocked her until she could no longer be blocked from you. You blocked the other miraculous who has been trying to help you since you got here. What else is there to say?"

"But I didn’t mean to." He was being to tear, voice caught in his throat, as a single line from his past seemed to hold him. "I promised I would always find her, but I didn’t even try in this life." His tears fell onto his cheeks, Plagg not knowing what else to do. Simply curled up into a ball on the top of his head.

"You did your best kid with what you were given, don’t hesitate to be happy. To be a kid for once."

"But…"

"No buts." with that the two sat in comfortable silence.

A knock was at the door and Pennyworth slowly opened it. Plagg disappeared from this plane.

"We are to have guests over tonight Master Damien. If you would be so gracious to appear tonight."

He nodded. Pennyworth was closing the door when his curiosity finally couldn’t be restrained.

"Pennyworth." The man looked back in. "You are miraculous, aren’t you?"

Upon hearing this a sly smile appeared on the older man’s lips.

"As are you, although that took longer for you to realize than I expected." With that Pennyworth left the room.

But he knew she was still near him.

He got dressed in more civilian attire and went down, mostly following Pennyworth's energy signature. He went down and ended up in the kitchen where he saw Pennyworth preparing a cake. Damian never once said it was his birthday, he doesn't believe it’s anyone else in the house, so deduction must mean that it’s for the people who are visiting.

"Who are we to celebrate?"

The older gentleman looked up and simply answered him in kind.

"The granddaughter of a friend who is visiting today. I expect you to be on your best behavior understood Master Damian."

"Only if the fake acts accordingly."

That’s when he noticed a plain vanilla cake with pink buttercream and strawberries.

"She likes to have strawberries with dark chocolate."

He doesn’t know why he said it, it probably made no sense to Pennyworth, because he had never met her, he had never met her. And it probably wasn’t for her anyways. The older man looked up at him.

"Sorry." And Damian turned on his heel and over towards one of the rooms closest to the front door.

He was miserable. The only thing he wanted to do was be outside of this house searching for her, some thing, Plagg specifically, told him he should sit still. And one thing he’s learned over these last few millennia, is to listen when Plagg is serious.

So, he sat down, the fake son came in with him, almost like a guard dog. But he didn’t care.

"The people coming over are civilians, they don’t know about the bat , they are not enemies understood."

The older man didn't say it in a condescending or rude tone, it was more like casual conversation.

"I know how to be have myself." He made quick eye contact and then went around and studied the room.

The doorbell rang and both of them moved to exit the room. Damian stood between the fake and his father, white Pennyworth opened the door.

"Alfie, my friend it's been much much too long." A cheerful voice rang in the hallway. "And that’s a little Brucie. My he's grown."

Pennyworth chuckled. "You haven’t changed at all, Gina." A smile on his face. "And who is this?"

Alfred motioned to a girl who was still hidden behind the woman named Gina.

"My granddaughter." The woman stepped aside and then behind the girl, the woman placing her hands on both of the girl's shoulders. "Marinette, my little faerie."

He took a step forward, but someone caught his shoulder, well actually two people. Introductions were promptly made, all the while each one of his shoulders were being held back by the fake and his father respectively, almost as if they were scared that he would attack her.

But what surprised the men however was when they sat down, in the parlor, she sat next to him.

It was comforting speaking with her again, someone he's known for so long/she is his true love, his other half of his soul. He felt at ease with her for the first time in this life.

Their conversations turned from shared memories of the past to those the other never met, the friends they made, the people they gained to trust, as well as those they hope they will see again. What they didn’t notice was the room became silent except for them. Marinette was reminiscing of someone she came to trust from a place called Paradise Island a goddess and a warrior, but that is when Alfred interjected.

"Have you visited Paradise Island before Miss Marinette?"

This shocked the other two men in the room, for a reason that he will more than likely understand very soon, however Gina was the first to respond.

"Alfie, I don’t know how you kept up with them, that was Greek to me."

"Indeed, it was."

Came in response to which both he and Marinette realized they had been bouncing through the different tongues they learned throughout their lifetimes.

"I unfortunately couldn’t understand the first part of it. Do either of you mind elaborating?"

He and Marinette shared a look, but it was her who spoke first. "What is there to say? Anywhere you visit can be a paradise if that’s how you see it."

“That is one way to see it.” His father nodded, but he noticed the fake watching them studiously.

“That’s my little faerie, always looking on the bright side.”

“I’ve learned it’s not good to regret anything.” She smiled looking back at him.

~~~~~~~~~~

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prettytoxicrevolver · 6 months

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Winter/Holiday Prompt List

Hi!!! Welcome to my mish mash of a writing prompt list!!

NONE OF THESE PROMPTS ARE MINE!!! I took my favorites from other lists and compiled them all together.

PLEASE SPECIFY WHETHER YOU’RE REQUESTING A SCENARIO, A DIALOGUE, OR A SCENARIO WITH PROMPT!!! I had to keep asking people which one for the previous prompt list and some did not get back to me and didn’t get their prompt written :(

I will say, I have some ideas for full length fics from these prompts so your drabble request may become a full length fic!

Happy winter and happy holidays y’all!

Scenarios!!

Snowed In

First Christmas together

Christmas party

Snowball Fight

Ice Skating

New Years Kiss

Secret Santa

Gift Giving

Sledding

Snow Tubing

Baking Together

Matching Pajamas

Ugly Christmas Sweaters

Skiing/Snowboarding

Watching Christmas Movies

Christmas in New York

Watching Harry Potter

Building Gingerbread House

Playing Board Games

Building Snowmen

Snow Angels

Black Friday Shopping

Thanksgiving Dinner

Gift Shopping

Exchanging Presents

Traveling during the Holidays

Decorating for the Holidays

Watching Hockey

Watching Football on Thanksgiving

Big Blankets

Cuddling during a snowstorm

Dialogue!!!

“I can never have enough Christmas decorations.”

“You’re wearing this sweater and you’ll like it!”

“I can’t believe I’m gonna jump face first into that snowbank.” / “You don’t have to. You could choose not to.” / “No, I’m gonna.”

“I need more lights.”

“All I want for Christmas is you.” / “Don’t quote Mariah Carey at me.”

“I feel like I’m in a Hallmark. Where’s my generic white guy love interest?”

“I don’t really care about Christmas, but you do, so just come to this Christmas party with me please.”

“Please open the door. It’s cold out here.”

“your lips looks cold. want me to warm them up for you?”

“you have snowflakes in your hair.”

“i know it’s winter, but you don’t have to act so cold!”

“want to go for a walk and check out all the lights?”

“how are you wearing shorts in this weather?!”

“it’s so cold but you’re so warm.”

“i don’t need mistletoe to kiss you.”

“here, you can have my scarf.”

“want some hot chocolate?”

“please open the door before i freeze to death.”

“there’s space for you by the fire, come sit.”

“wait, is that mistletoe?”

“you look pretty covered in snow. guess that’s why they’re called snow angels.”

“if you don’t have gloves, you can just hold my hand.”

“if i slip on the ice, it’s totally your fault.”

“let’s just stay in and watch the snow”

“i’m cold, can we cuddle?”

“i’ll be home for christmas, i promise.”

“i’ll be your date for that christmas party if you don’t have one yet.”

“the holidays aren’t so bad with you around”

“you’re who i want to kiss at midnight on new year’s eve.”

“isn’t it a little cliche to get engaged on christmas?”

"My heating isn't working and I have nowhere to go." / "Oh, and you really think it's a realistic option that I let you crash at my place?!"

"YOU want to spend the holidays with ME??" / "Now that you say it, it really does sound weird."

“i don’t want to spend the holidays with my family.”

“i can’t wrap presents.”

“Come on, let’s get out of this party and spend New Years at mine.”

“So…have you decided on who will be your new years kiss yet?”

“Do you have a new year’s resolution?”

“I wanted to confess to you before midnight to prove to myself that i’m not a wimp.”

“Let me buy you a drink.”

“You didn’t think I would let you go alone, did you?”

“I need you to act like my boyfriend at this reunion so my family will leave me alone.”

Scenarios with a plot!!!

I’m recruiting you to help me terrorize your friend because they pelted me with snowballs at the park the other day

We’re in a meeting that I should be paying attention to, but I’m making paper snowflakes instead and you glare at me every time you hear my scissors

I’m trying to buy a last minute gift for a friend, but they’re impossible to shop for, so your little shop is my last hope

This is your first winter with lots of snow and you’ve never made a snowman before, so we’re making one; no arguments

I’m shopping for Christmas decorations with my friend, but neither of us can reach the top shelf, so they asked you for help and now I’m nervous because you’re really cute

I didn’t know you would be at my house talking to my roommate, so I came dancing down the stairs singing Christmas songs and now I’m embarrassed because you joined me in Last Christmas

I was in the middle of a nice dream, but your screaming over the first snow woke me up and now I’m grumpy

I read our kid a book about the things snowmen do at night and now we’re taking a walk at two in the morning to show them the actual snowmen don’t do anything

I brought you hot chocolate without asking and you seem really flustered by it because you didn’t think I’d remember that you like hot chocolate a lot

I moved in next door a few months ago and had no idea how enthusiastic you are about Christmas, but I mentioned I hadn’t decorated, so now you’re knocking on my door with a box full of decorations and are begging me to let you decorate

We’re snowed in at a little airport and we both just want to be alone, so we decide to sit together to keep everyone else away because there are some very determined carolers wandering around and employees who keep trying to check on us

#scenario prompts #prompt list #dialogue prompt #imagine prompt list #writing prompt #prettytoxicrevolver

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firefly-of-frenstat · 5 months

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My Fan Fiction Masterlist

You might know that I occasionally write fan fictions. Mainly ski jumping and biathlon. So, in case you are interested, here is a little masterlist of my works that I have uploaded to AO3. Enjoy! I'll try to update this list as often as possible.

Ski Jumping

The Lost Ski Jumper (Filip Sakala in the focus)

High Line (Viktor Polášek mainly)

Stories Untold (sequel to "The Lost Ski Jumper")

The Reindeer (a previous Secret Santa fic featuring Daniel André Tande and Halvor Egner Granerud)

Flowers of Czechia (team Czech Reoublic oneshots - available for registered users only)

The Day Before You Came (Vojtĕch Štursa and Viktor Polášek)

Nutcracker (a previous Secret Santa fic featuring Daniel André Tande and Richard Freitag)

Yuletide (Stephan Leyhe and Andreas Wellinger - a Secret Santa gift)

>--------------------<

Biathlon

The Bride (mainly Émilien Jacquelin and Quentin Fillon Maillet)

*culpabilité* (Émilien Jacquelin and Quentin Fillon Maillet)

Karma (Vetle Sjåstad Christiansen and Johannes Dale)

White Robe (Émilien Claude and Eric Perrot)

Unicorn (Markéta Dávidová and Dorothea Wierer)

Smurf (Johannes Dale and Sturla Holm Lægreid)

Heartstrings (Benedikt Doll and Fabien Claude)

Ginger (Sturla Holm Lægreid mainly but the whole Norwegian team)

>--------------------<

Rose Bouquet

(Vetle Sjåstad Christiansen and Sturla Holm Lægreid - this is my coping/healing biathlon fic)

Parts:

1 - Forelsket (originally it was a Secret Santa OS)

2 - Hygge

3 - Mareritt

4 - Uvæsskyer

5 - Regnbue

6 - Konstellasjoner

7 - Blomsterkrone (WIP)

Updated: 01-29-2024

#ski jumping #biathlon #fan fiction #ao3

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writerscornercafe · 1 year

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Here's the collection of fics from our Discord Secret Santa! Thank you to all the members who participated! 💖

🎄All I know is I'm in trouble (cause the atmosphere's so cold) by @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed for @onlythesweet

Larry, T, 8K

While on a holiday with his best mate Zayn, Louis meets Harry, who seems to dislike him from the start. It's just his luck he ends up getting stuck on a ski lift with Harry. Except maybe the universe knows better and he really is lucky.

There is also a podfic version available here. Happy holidays!

🎄Mistletoe Cove by @wabadabadaba for @beardyboyzx

Larry, GA, 4K

Once everyone from the competition was gathered in front of the small makeshift stage, the mayor started to thank everyone for coming and participating. He talked about how everyone were winners in his eyes which made Louis want to hurl. Finally, it was time to announce the winner.

“As the manager of Mistletoe Cove,” Liam spoke. “I am so happy to invite the winners of the competition to enjoy a free meal on us.”

“Why is he taking so long?” Harry complained. “Just say it.”

“The winners are…"

or, a small town throws a snowman competition in which two teams are convinced they will be winners of the coveted prize- a reservation to Mistletoe Cove. Only one team can be the winner though, who will it be: Harry Styles and Niall Horan or Zayn Malik and Louis Tomlinson?

🎄If you ever feel alone (Don't) by @beardyboyzx for @chai-hat-tea

Larry, GA, 9K

Louis is too busy worrying about helping his mum and paying the bills to let himself enjoy his teenage years and hang out with his friends. Enters Harry, who will help him reconcile with his friend and understand the difference between feeling lonely and being alone.

🎄Snow Squalls & Kitty Paws by @littleroverlouiss for @sun-tomato

Larry, GA, 8K

Louis and Zayn own The Future is Meow, a bookstore-slash-cat café, and are spreading the holiday cheer to their customers this Christmas Eve. A few morning snow flakes turn into a full-blown blizzard and before they know it, the safest place for them and their employees to spend the night is the bookstore.

Shop regular and object of Louis’ affections, Harry, is also snowed in with them— as is another man who Harry seems more than friendly with.

Will it be a Christmas miracle if Louis survives the snow squalls, a seemingly unrequited crush, and a curmudgeonly tortoiseshell cat?

🎄Storm Warning by @restless-rebels for @lululawrence

Larry, Teen and Up, 4K

What makes you think he’ll listen to me? He hasn’t for the last few ye-” Harry was suddenly cut off when Remi jumped from her seat on him and took off with the rest of the dogs, pulling Harry so harshly that he landed hard on the ground, his face pressing right against the hard day old snow.

“Haz? Harry? What happened? You stopped talking all of a sudden.” Liam yelled into the phone, clearly frantic.

Harry scrambled to his feet and held the phone up. “I’m fine, I gotta go!” He shouted and ran to catch up to the dogs who were currently jumping around a man, holding his small puppy close to his chest. He breathed harshly as he caught up and put his hands on his hips. “Everyone, heel!”

Immediately, the group laid on the ground and stared up in excitement at the dog in the man’s arms. Harry rushed to collect the leashes and held them in a tight grip, even though they were looped on his wrist. “I’m so sorry about them! They normally don’t rush other dogs, especially when they’re on their leashes..”

“Yea, well maybe you shouldn’t bring so many to the park at one time.” The man chided and looked Harry up and down. “Isn’t there a rule about it or something?”

🎄Louis' "Harry" Christmas by @chai-hat-teatea for @tommokat

Larry, M, 9K

Louis can't go to his family for Christmas because he injured himself. Harry, the wonderful friend that he is offers to take him back to his house. Cue in the confusion and chaos of family, Christmas, and their feelings.

🎄Silver-White Winters by lululawrence for @beelou

OT5 Relationship, NR, 9K

Liam Payne had learned many things as a bartender. He'd learned when people needed to talk, or when they needed a gentle smile. He now knew when they wanted advice or someone to just agree with them. He also had come to recognize when someone was past the limit and needed to be told no.

But when it came to holidays, Liam had learned that when people came into the Neighborhood Pub alone on Christmas Eve, it was for a reason.

Niall, Zayn, Harry, and Louis all definitely have their own reasons for showing up at Liam's bar alone on Christmas Eve. With the help of a surprise winter storm, none of them will have a reason to be alone for long.

🎄Ho Ho Hopefully by safetyfilm for @so-why-let-your-voice-be-tamed

Larry, Teen and UP, 5K

Attached to the gift, just under the bow, was a paper tag, and Harry wished desperately that he could write his own name there. ‘To Louis, from Harry.’ What a dream that would be.

He’d grown fond of Louis over the time that he’d been watching him, wishing that he could be part of Louis’ life, of his world, regardless of the fact that the only thing Harry had ever known was working for Father Christmas—or Nicholas, as he’d preferred to be called.

The one where Harry is an elf in Santa’s workshop, and Louis is one of the humans he’s been assigned to.

🎄Christmas Pretenders by @larryatendoftheday for @littleroverlouis

Larry, Teen and UP, 4k

When Niall convinced Louis to come home with him for the holidays as his fake boyfriend, he never expected he’d run into the loveliest man he’d ever seen.

Or, a twist on the fake-dating for the holidays fic, where the real love interest is the fake-boyfriend’s best friend.

🎄'Sno(w) Joke by @sun-tomato for @londonfoginacup

The last thing Louis wanted was to get stranded on his birthday. But perhaps it was exactly what he needed.

Featuring a snow storm, a library, and a very grumpy Harry Styles.

🎄Baking Spirits Bright by @beelou / Cherrylarry for @wabadabadaba

Lirry, G, 2k

“Hello, and welcome to day 20 of our Advent Series! I’m Harry Styles and this lovely man on my right is Liam. Say hi, Liam,”

“Hi, Liam!” Liam waves at the camera with a grin.

Harry rolls his eyes with a fond smile. “Alright so today we’re making hot chocolate! Different recipes from all over the world. Mexico, Italy, France, and Brazil.”

🎄While the Moon is Bright by @tommokat for @larrieblr

Larry (Girl Direction), Teen and Up, 1K

Refusing to be the only one over 25 at her family's annual Christmas party, Harry turns to a speed dating event to find the perfect date. Too bad said perfect date hates Christmas.

🎄Odd Dogs by @londonfoginacup / LadyLondonderry for @restless-rebels

Ziall, G, 3k

Zayn is not a dog person. Zayn does not understand dogs. He doesn’t know why they do what they do.

Yet here he is, at the doors of the Allegheny Dog Rescue, staring in at an odd dog and a blue eyed boy.

🎄Snow on the beach by @onlythesweet / onlytheclouds for @larryatendoftheday

Larry, G, 9K

Louis Tomlinson is a busy man.

When he travels to his mother's new smalltown for Christmas, nothing goes as planned. He's starting to think he might be cursed…

Especially when this one guy, Harry Styles, keeps showing up everywhere he goes, doing every single job in town.

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