#12 days of christmas event

[pekennabohm]

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[beautifultypewriter]

The Fourth Day of Christmas ~ Evan Buckley

Prompt: Decorating the Christmas tree

Pairing: Evan Buckley x reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 937

A/N: First time writing Buck, so I hope it's okay!

You struggled to hold the box in one hand as you used the other to twist the key to Buck’s apartment in the lock. You should have just texted him when you were in the elevator, but you figured you’d be fine on your own. You were wrong. The box almost slipped from your hand, but you caught it at the last second. With a sigh of relief, you managed to unlock the door and push it open, “Buck? I’m here.” Before you could even get the door shut, Buck was bounding into the room and taking the box from your hands. You tried to stop him, “I’ve got it.” He gave you a pointed look and you laughed, fully closing the door now, and stepping further into the apartment. Buck set the box on the kitchen island and watched as you looked around at the decorations.

He shoved his hands into his pockets, “So what do you think?” He looked around the room and you smiled as he refused to meet your eyes, instead opting to look around at all the work he had done. There was garland wrapped around the banister of the stairs and lights strung up wherever he could get them. It was colorful and warm

You smiled at him, “It looks great.” He smiled back at you and you clapped your hands together, “Let’s get started on the tree.” You moved over to the box you had brought with you and opened it up. You couldn’t wait to show Buck your ornaments. Each one was unique and held a special meaning to you and you wanted to share that with him. Turning back around, you were met with Buck holding a clear plastic box filled with colorful and glittery baubles. Your eyes moved from the ornaments to Buck’s face and back again, “What are those?”

He followed your gaze down and then he was looking at you again, his eyebrows furrowed, “They’re my ornaments for the tree.” He shrugged one shoulder as you only stared at him, trying to figure out how to word your next sentence.

“No.”

Buck took a small step back, his mouth open and his eyes wide, “No? What do you mean no?” He clutched the box tighter to his chest, turning slightly as if to shield the decorations from you.

You giggled quietly as you stepped forward, “I’m sorry. I just… I meant those are horrible ornaments.” Buck gasped and you giggled again, “It’s just there’s no personality. No sentimental value. Did you get them on sale?” You could see an orange sticker on the side of the box and Buck swiveled again to hide it from you.

“No!” His shoulders sagged and he loosened his grip on the box, “I might have.” His grip tightened again, “There’s nothing wrong with that.”

Stepping forward, you ran your fingers through his hair, noting how he melted into your touch, “Of course not. I just think that you deserve something better.” With slow movements, you took the box of baubles from him and set them on the counter. You took Buck’s hand and pulled him over to the box you had brought with you, “Look at these.” You sifted through your ornaments, pulling them out to show Buck what you meant by better. The agnel that had been on your grandmother’s tree when she was a child, your Baby’s First Christmas ornament, the hand painted ornament you had gotten on your trip to Australia, a plastic bauble that had been filled with fake snow and decorated with stickers by your niece, and the Mickey Mouse ears that you had because he was your favorite character. You gushed over each ornament that you pulled from the box, stopping when you sensed that you had shown him enough to get your point across. Looking away from the box, you smiled, “You see?”

Buck wasn’t looking at your ornaments, he was looking at you, a dopey smile on his face as he nodded, “Yeah. Let’s put them up.” You nodded as you placed the ornaments back in the box and carried the entire thing over to the tree. Reaching in, you grabbed the angel and placed her on the tree. Buck followed suit and grabbed an ornament from the box and hooked it onto one of the branches.

The two of you worked together, Buck occasionally asking you about an ornament and you telling him 10 minute stories for each one. When the box was empty, you moved back to the kitchen and grabbed the baubles. Buck bit back a laugh as you open the cheap plastic container and picked a red and silver one, handing it to him. He took it by the hook as you grabbed another one for yourself. The pair of you moved over to the tree and filled in the empty spaces with your baubles. You grabbed a few more and Buck helped you fix any bare spots.

After the tinsel had been set on the branches, you both stepped back. Buck wrapped an arm around your waist and pulled you close to his side. Your head moved to rest on his shoulder as you both stared at the glittery tree. Buck smiled, “It looks perfect.”

You nodded to him, “It really does.” You adjusted your position so you could look at him, “Thank you for inviting me and my ornaments to be part of your decorating.”

With a grin, Buck leaned down and pecked your lips, “Thanks for being part of it.” You smiled at him and turned to look at the beautiful tree once again.

[percico-nicercy-events]

The 12 Days of Christmas

In TEN WHOLE DAYS, the first event that we're running is starting! It's called the twelve days of nicercy christmas and is based on the Christmas classic The Twelve Days of Christmas.

PROMPT LIST:

Dec 14: Pears | First Dec 15: Doves | Two Dec 16: France | Hens Dec 17: Calling | Four Dec 18: Gold | Rings Dec 19: Eggs | Geese Dec 20: Swans | Grace Dec 21: Milk | Eggnog Dec 22: Dancing | Mistletoe Dec 23: Jumping | Lordship Dec 24: Flutes | Eleven Dec 25: Drums | Ending

Tag us ( @percico-nicercy-events ) and tag your creation #12daysofperciconicercy and #percico-nicercy events so that we can reblog your work!

[vainvenus]

⌲;꒰Winter Hell Wonderland꒱

Pairing(s): Vance Hopper x Gn!Reader

12 Days of Christmas Prompt: Snow Day!

Summary: Schools out because it snowed like hell and while Vance hated the cold more than anything he's outside in the snow with you.

Includings: More opposites attract, can be read as platonic or romantic but it's mostly platonic, nothing but fluff y'all

An: Look at me being on time because I'm writing this in Study Hall

This is also rlly short so sorry

@finneysbaseball @misalemon1 @nzlikestea @go-on-and-kiss-the-girl @thelorewitch @xxsunflowerloverxx @iluvblueberrymuffinz

Vance peaked from his curtains to look outside, squinting as the snow was practically blinding him. His lips formed into a snarl as he saw the snow continuously falling from the sky and joining the rest that was scattered throughout the ground.

Most would say it was a Winter Wonderland outside since the entire town was covered in snow like those cute mini Christmas sets you see everywhere, but Vance would call it a Winter Hell since he hated the snow.

He just didn't like the cold in general, his closet wasn't made for cold weather with the amount of wifebeaters and short sleeves he owned. He didn't like having to deal with the chance of him getting sick and the cold just made him uncomfortable.

But one good thing about the horrible weather was that school was called off because the roads weren't in good condition to drive in so he could be happy about that.

Vance closed his curtains and went to lay back down in his bed, there was no way he was gonna walk all the way to Grab-And-Go in freezing weather like this and there wasn't like there wasn't anything more to do.

As soon as he was getting comfortable under the warm covers he had heard a knock at the door and he groaned, flipping on his side and hoping that whoever it was would just go away.

But they didn't, the knocking had continued and after about three minutes of dealing with continuous knocking he got up and hurried down the stairs, sliding to the front door.

Vance cracked the door open a bit and was ready to start shouting at whoever he could see through it but he stopped once he saw you with a huge grin on your face.

He rolled his eyes and opened the door, letting you in as you shook off the snow from your coat, hat and mittens. Stomping on the doormat to free your boots from the snow.

He glanced out the window, noticing that snow still wasn't letting up before he looked back to you. "The hell are you doing out in this weather?"

"What do you mean? This is perfect weather to play in, Vance." You said, gesturing to the boy who was still in his pajamas "The real question is why aren't you dressed yet?"

He had looked at you with an indescribable expression but it was a mixture of disgust and pure confusion. "I'm not going out in that hell."

"Oh c'mon, Vance! It'll be fun!" You had said with a bright smile on your face.

"No."

You nudged his shoulder, making Vance shudder as the cold fabric of their coat brushed against his arm. "I'll buy you those tickets to that racecar show you've been dying to go to."

"I'm not that easy to bribe." He retorted.

"Front row seats."

♡

"I...f...fucking hate you." Vance shivered, even though he was wearing two winter coats, his thickest pair of jeans, snow boots, wool gloves and a hat, he was still freezing cold as he dug his face further into his coats.

You had only giggled as you were laying in the snow, limbs spread out like an "X" as you were moving them back and forth so that you could make a snow angel.

"If you wanna stay warm then you gotta move around." You stated and he had grumbled something incoherent under his breath.

"Why not join me and make a snow angel right next to mine?" You had said, looking up at him as he was standing over you with a slight glare.

"And get more snow in my hair and deal with my ass literally freezing? No thanks." He scoffed as he looked up at the sky, seeing that it was beginning to snow even more.

You shruggd and got up, bending over to make a smiley face on your Angel before you had started to make a small ball of snow before rolling it along more.

"What're you doing?" The blonde questioned as he watched you roll around in a circle to create a huge looking snowball.

"Building a snowman, duh."

He huffed, his air coming out like smoke as he did so, watching as you were starting to roll up the second ball for the snowman.

"After you do that can we head back in? I can't feel my toes or fingers."

You shook your head, rolling your eyes. "You're so overdramatic. You should consider acting the way you're being such a drama queen."

"I'm not being dramatic!" He had exclaimed, now rubbing his legs together. "I'm fucking freezing my balls off so let's wrap this shit up."

You pushed the snow for the second ball towards the snowman, looking over at Vance who was shaking like he'd been trapped in a deep freezer.

It was a funny sight that you started to giggle since he looked like a penguin whenever he was attempting to move around to creative any kind of heat as you had suggested earlier.

Vance was a little right though, it felt like it was getting colder and even as much as you loved the snow you wanted to get back where it was warm and maybe convince the boy to watch a Christmas movie with you.

"Fine, we can go in after I'm done." You said and he had groaned, only agreeing because he knew there wouldn't be a middle ground.

You lifted the second ball of snow on top of the first and looked back to Vance. "Why don't you help me with Bob?"

"Bob?" His brows furrowed as he stopped waddling around and you gestured to the snowman in making. "Bob!"

"We are not naming that snowman, Bob." Vance said, rolling up some snow so that he could help make the head and help the process go by faster so he could hurry up and get inside.

"What's wrong with Bob?" You asked and he had snorted. "It's basic and it's stupid. Who names a snowman Bob?"

"Me! And I think it's a lovely name."

"Well I think it's boring."

"Okay. Do you have any bright ideas for a name?" You questioned as Vance walked over and placed the last ball of snow on top and he had looked at it up and down.

"Don't know yet, he doesn't have a face so I can't put a name to him. See that's why you're a bad namer. You named him before he even had a face."

"Namer isn't even a word. So since you don't know proper English I think I should name him." You took some buttons from your pocket, placing them on the snowman as Vance broke two twigs from the trees.

"Well I think I should name him because I wouldn't name him something stupid like Bob." The blonde replied, sticking the twigs at the side of your snowman.

He stepped back, staring it after you were finally finished. It had black buttons for eyes that were a bit lopsided and a small button smile with two pink buttons were it's cheeks would be.

Vance turned his head back to you "Where's his nose?"

"Forgot it."

"Another reason why you shouldn't name him."

You had playfully narrowed your eyes at him "Fine, what do you wanna call him?"

He stared at the snowman for a bit, his foot tapping against the snow before he had smiled and looked back to you. "Pud."

"Pud?" You repeated in complete confusion and he had nodded, gesturing to the snowman.

"Pud. Short for puddle which is what he'll be when this bullshit weather blows over."

You gasped and put your ears over Pud's ears as if he had any, glaring up at Vance as he had a shit-eating grin on his face.

"Yeah, he'll be a huge big puddle that I'll stomp in."

Before you could even make another remark Vance had cut you off as he let out a sneeze, it was high pitched and made his nose scrunch up which would've made you laugh if you weren't fearing it was gonna be the start of a cold or something else.

"Bless you..."

He sniffled. "I swear to God if I got sick because you wanted to play around in the snow I'm gonna kil- achool!"

You had smiled nervously, hiding being Pud/Bob.

"Well think about it this way...if you are sick then that means-"

"Achoo! Achoo!"

You winced, smile straining as Vance sniffled and his nose and cheeks were starting to grow a faint pinkish red shade. "I won't beg you to come back out?"

And if you didn't have fast reflexes Vance would've had you in his grasp as he lunged at you and you had ran off almost tripping in the snow as the boy was yelling profanities while he chased after you.

And what do you know? The next day Vance did end up with a slight cold.

"I fucking hate you.." He mumbled, his stuffy nose making him sound all weird as he blew his nose into the tissue and tossed it into the trashbin.

You had chuckled nervously as you handed him a cup of tea even though he requested a pop. "Hey, but at least those racecar tickets will be worth it...right?"

"They better be, or the next time it snows I'm burying you."

[eyesoffthemaud]

12 Days of DadMight: A December Event!

An Event is HERE! Here's the TL:DR.

What's the Event Called?: 12 Days of Dadmight

When does the event take place?: December 14th - December 25th

When are the Angst Days: December 14th - December 19th

When are the Fluff Days: December 20th - December 25th

Want to know more? GOOD! There is.

How would I describe the Event?

“12 Days of Dadmight” is a Christmas Event for the enjoyers of the relationship between Toshinori and Izuku (aka Dadmight). It’s one of my personal favorite relationships in MHA, so I decided for Christmas to turn it into an event for others like me!

While everyone knows the typically “12 Days of Christmas” song, this event comes with a twist. My personal favorite fic tag, is Hurt/Comfort- and the event reflects this!

Fluff is fun, however, I wanted to give our angst-lovers a treat as well! So, the first 6 days of the event are for our angst creators. Post an angsty dadmight fanfic or artwork if that’s what tickles your fancy! I want to cry myself to sleep.

That’s not to say I don’t love fluff! What is angst without fluff??? The last 6 days of the event are for the fluff creators. Post a fluffy fic or artwork! Make my cheeks hurt from smiling so hard!

Submission Rules:

Must be following my tumblr at @eyesoffthemaud

Produced pieces must include DadMight; particularly Izuku and Toshinori Yagi - other characters definitely may be included, but the main focus would be the relationship between both Izuku and Toshinori.

There is no limit on entries for this event. By submitting any piece(s) for the event, you are eligible for the prize. However, this does not mean that participating in all 12 days guarantees a win for the event.

Writers:

Minimum word count for fics: 1000 words

When submitting your writing, submit it to the collection (LINKED HERE) if your work isn’t in the collection. I haven't seen it.

Please add the tag, 12DaysofDadmightAngst or 12DaysofDadmightFluff to your piece as an indicator of what category you’re submitting your piece to.

Artists:

Art must be fully colored, simple sketches would be loved dearly but would not qualify for prize runnings.

When submitting your art, tag me @eyesoffthemaud. If your art has been reblogged then I have most definitely seen it. If I haven’t interacted with it in some way- I cannot guarantee that I have seen it.

Please add the tag, 12DaysofDadmightAngst or 12DaysofDadmightFluff to your piece as an indicator of what category you’re submitting your piece to.

Submission Timeframe:

All Submissions must be posted between December 14th through December 25th.

Late submissions are welcomed, but not encouraged.

There will be an official announcement when the event submission period has closed for judging. After that, any submissions after that announcement will not be considered for the prize.

Rules:

Have Fun and Enjoy the Dadmight! Seriously.

Fics and Artwork should definitely not contain anything NSFW.

Heavy Gore is personally welcomed by me. However, I heavily discourage the showing, referencing, description, and/or usage of needles of any sort. This is an extreme phobia of mine, and as the event runner, it’s something I personally cannot handle. Please keep this in mind when writing/drawing- I wouldn't make this a rule if it truly didn't trigger my phobia.

This is not a Dekumight event. I swear. If you submit a Dekumight work to this event, I'm not only blocking you but blacklisting you from literally any and all events I ever choose to run in the future.

Prizes:

There are total 4 “winners” for the event 

2 writers, 1 from the fluff submissions and 1 from the angst submissions received

2 artists, 1 from the fluff submissions and 1 from the angst submissions received

The prize that each winner will receive is 1 Full Body/Full Render commission from my wonderful spouse @mcfanely! Each winner gets 1 art piece just for them!

(The rules of McFanely’s commission sheet still apply when describing what you’d like done)

Additional Information

Feel free to submit pieces for both the designated “Angst” and “Fluff” submission periods. Please know that you can only “win” for 1 category. In other words, one person cannot win in multiple categories.

More Questions?

Any more questions about the event can be directed to me via by Tumblr Askbox, or in my discord server.

[unfortunatetheorist]

Merry Christmas! - Lemony's 14 Days of Christmas, by @unfortunatetheorist.

Merry Christmas everyone!

To celebrate the festive season, I have written a Snicket-y parody of 'The 12 Days of Christmas', which goes like this (one line for each book, inc. 'Chapter Fourteen'):

On the [___]th day of Christmas, Lemony gave to me:

1 - A really awful beginning

2 - Two crocs a-croaking

3 - Three leeches eating

4 - Four workers debarking

5 - Brand new orphans!

6 - Untimely traitors

7 - Seven Crows a-flying

8 - Eight patients dying

9 - Nine lions starving

10 - Ten 'Quiglet'-s kissing

11 - Eleven mushrooms waxing

12 - Twelve rooms a-spying

13 - Thirteen fruits a-using

14 - Fourteen Chapters to read

e.g. On the first day of Christmas, Lemony gave to me,

A really awful beginning!

On the second day of Christmas, Lemony gave to me,

Two crocs a-croaking,

And a really awful beginning!

So you start from the relative day (e.g. 7th) and work backwards:

Seven crows a-flying, Untimely traitors, Brand new orphans!, Four workers debarking, etc...

Wishing everyone all the best for 2024, even if "the best, like an interesting piece of mail, so rarely arrives..."

¬ Th3r3534rch1ngr4ph, Unfortunate Theorist/Snicketologist

[dumbificat]

ta-da ! i’ve been planning this for a little bit, i’m finally doing an event ! what better than to mix christmas and comfort :D

in this event: i will be post a small drabble every even day of december (2, 4, 6 etc.) for twelve days. (now posting before new year’s day). the list of characters and prompts* are:

wriothesley (ft. sigewinne) + letters to santa

freminet + tree decorating

dan heng + matching jumpers

albedo + hot chocolate

kaeya + building a snowman

childe + holiday baking

gepard (ft. serval) + under the mistletoe

caelus + christmas shopping

lyney + stealing warmth

kaveh + matching pajamas

xiao + a christmas miracle

sampo + belobog’s santa

i’m excited to write these, i hope you’ll enjoy my first event :D

[mrsriddlenott]

Hey y’all, I am sorry that I have gone a bit awol recently, I got entirely distracted as the holidays started and started working on my 12 Days of Smutmas event for the month of December which you can find here!!!! Plz plzzz have a look at the prompts and request some characters!! I am still working on my regular requests this month, but my main series’ are gonna be paused until after my birthday in the first week of January, which I am planning to do a fic event for as well that I’ll have put together, probably, by the last week of December!!

[pekennabohm]

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[beautifultypewriter]

The Third Day of Christmas ~ Jake ‘Hangman’ Seresin

Prompt: Visiting a tree farm to pick the perfect tree

Pairing: Jake Seresin x reader

Warnings: None

Word Count: 862

A/N: This went in a direction that I had not expected, but I really like how it turned out.

The sound of your car door slamming echoed in your ears as Jake stepped over to you, slinging his arm around your shoulder. He pulled you in close as the two of you walked over to the entrance of the local tree farm. There was a big sign next to the table where you paid to get in. Jake squeezed your shoulder, “Look at that, sweetheart. You can cut your own tree.” He smirked over at you, and you snorted a laugh.

“You’re gonna cut down a tree yourself?”

Jake looked offended as he shook his head, “You think I can’t?”

You smiled sweetly at him, “I never said that. I just figured you wouldn’t want to mess yourself up, pretty boy.” You gestured to his hair and clothes, and he scoffed loudly. He opened his mouth to retaliate, but you pulled away from him quickly and skipped over to the table, handing over some money to the teenager sitting behind the table. She gave you a white and green ticket in return and told you to enjoy your day. Jake had caught up to you and pulled you into his side once again, following your lead down the rows of trees. They seemed to go on for miles and you had a good feeling, just knowing that you’d find exactly what you were looking for here.

The two of you had been searching for over an hour and that good feeling was fading fast. You were starting to feel a little discouraged and a little bit worried that you weren’t going to find a tree at all. Jake had continued to point out beautiful trees, but none of them were perfect. You wanted this year’s tree to be perfect. You needed it to be perfect. “What about this one?” You were broken from your thoughts by Jake, who was standing next to a nice seven-foot tree. Stepping over to him, you circled the tree, analyzing every needle and gently prodding every branch. Jake waited quietly while you examined the tree, hoping that it would be the one. You shook your head and his shoulders sagged just slightly.

Pointing to a section near the top of the tree, you looked to your partner, “There’s a hole.” Jake followed your finger, but he couldn’t see what you were talking about. It looked fine to him, just as the ten other trees before this one looked fine.

He sighed, “Sweetheart… these trees have all been fine.” As you turned to him, he placed his hands on his hips, looking up to the sky as he tried to gather his thoughts. And you couldn’t blame him because he was right; the trees had been fine. But…

Shaking your head again, you turned away from him, “Fine is not good enough. Our tree needs to be perfect.” You turned to him again, a small frown on your face and your eyebrows furrowed.

Jake stepped closer to you, his hands resting gently on your shoulders, “Why?”

You refused to meet his eyes as you swallowed, “This is our first Christmas together.” You didn’t say anything else, and you still looked at the ground. Jake’s eyebrows shot up and he resisted the urge to scratch his head.

He tried and failed to catch your eye, “What do you mean? We’ve been together or two years.” You finally looked up at him, stopping him from saying anything else. He stared at you as you shook your head once again.

“Yes, but we each went to our own families places that first year and last year you were overseas.” His gaze softened as you rubbed your arm, “This is the first Christmas we will be spending together in the same place, and I want every part of it to be perfect.” Your gaze drifted to the ground again, your feet shuffling in the dirt. Then Jake’s lips were on yours and your hands were moving to rest on his cheeks. Stepping closer, he deepened the kiss, his own hands moving to rest on your neck.

He pulled away, pressing his forehead against yours, “It’s already perfect.” Your lips split into a smile, and you closed your eyes for a brief moment. Warmth radiated between the two of you and you moved closer, savoring the feeling of him being so near. The chatter of other families picking out their trees drifted over to you, and you opened your eyes again. Jake was still staring directly at you, his grin getting bigger by the second, “Okay?”

You nodded, your fingertips running gently over his cheeks, “Okay. Let’s get this one.” You nodded to the tree next to you and Jake’s grin got bigger if that was even possible. He pulled away from you quickly, shocking you slightly as the cold air hit your face again.

Jake clapped his hands together, “Let’s get chopping.” He turned side to side, searching for an axe probably. You barked out a laugh as you shook your head, watching him find what he needed and make his way over to the tree. That warmth was back, and you couldn’t wait to get your perfect Christmas tree home.

[levihan-drabbles]

Secret Snowman + Levihan 12 Days of Christmas Announcement! 🎄🎅❄

Hey Levihans!

The core content team has prepared some events to celebrate the winter holidays and first up is the highly requested Secret Snowman Gift Exchange! This will be a fan work exchange (fics, art, AMVs/edits) and you will have the chance to specify which mediums you prefer to give and receive.

Rules will be as follows:

1. In order to receive a gift, you have to give a gift

2. All works must be safe for work (SFW)

3. Gifts will be due by December 31

4. Remember to keep who you have a surprise!

If you want to participate, please fill out this form: https://forms.gle/QBvsZMRjMviRNELaA

Be as detailed as possible to help your snowman!

You must sign up by Wednesday, December 14 at 11:59 PM PST (pacific standard). We'll assign everyone a person based on gift-giving/ receiving preferences and send out assignments on Thursday, December 15. Feel free to let us know if you have questions in our ask box!

Here is our second main event for the season! We present to you: Levihan 12 Days of Christmas!

Starting on December 12, every day leading up to the 24th, we’ll be doing a special event every day! The prompts are as follows:

• Day 1 - Make a Levihan Holiday-Themed playlist!

• Day 2 – Draw Levihan fanart with Levihan participating in holiday festivities

• Day 3 – Share your favorite older Levihan works (before 2018)

• Day 4 – Share your story of how you came to love Levihan :))

• Day 5 – Recipe exchange! Share your favorite holiday recipes!

• Day 6 – VC event in honor of Levi’s birthday: Events include Live reading, hunger games, karaoke, and more!

• Day 7 – Make messages to your fandom friends to show your love and appreciation to them

• Day 8 – Write Levihan holiday-themed One-shots!

• Day 9 – Things you wish you knew before you encountered the fandom (a QOTD discussion)

• Day 10 – Share your favorite recent Levihan works (after 2018)

• Day 11 – Chain story in text: we will have a prompt to start, and people will reply to add on! each person’s reply continues the story

• Day 12 - What does the levihan fandom mean to you? (a QOTD discussion)

The Day 6 VC event will happen on Saturday, December 17th at 7am Pacific Daylight Time. If you would like certain fics to be read aloud for the live reading, please dm us with the following:

• the fic of your choosing

• the specific parts you would like to be read aloud

We estimate each fic to take a 20-ish minute timeslot, so be mindful of that when choosing your passages! All works for the events should be SFW :))

Once more, if you have any questions let us know in the ask box!

Yet Another Unrequited Love For Titans Discord Server Link: https://discord.gg/HwepKrrM

See you all at the event! 🎄

[percico-nicercy-events]

12 Days of Nicercy Christmas Hall of Fame

A huge round of applause to everyone who participated in this event!

Since this event had very short notice, this Hall of Fame is for both participants and completionists. Together, we got a whooping 23 fanfics! You can check them out here. Thank you so much for making this event possible :)

Without further ado a huge congratulations to our event completionists:

BobInTheComments

Doevademe (OriginalDaemon) @doevademe

And our event participants:

cabin13 (friendlypeach) @wild-flowerhoney

DancingInTheSliverGlow @hermesmyplatonicbeloved

purpleavocado

[vainvenus]

⌲;꒰ I loathe you. ꒱

Pairing(s): Bruce Yamada x Male!Reader

12 Days Of Christmas Prompt: Hot Chocolate

Summary: After having to play a game in the cold you're left stranded until Bruce's mom offers you a ride and hot coco, and how could you turn that down?

Includings: Rivals to lovers, mutual pinning, playful rivalry/flirting, eventual confession, super duper fluffy, I know nothing abt baseball!!

An: This barley has anything abt hot chocolate but I can't believe I haven't wrote for Bruce yet, sorry yall 😭

@finneysbaseball @misalemon1 @nzlikestea @go-on-and-kiss-the-girl @thelorewitch @@iluvblueberrymuffinz

Even on one of the coldest days in Denver there was still a baseball game going on.

Sure, the uniforms were altered a bit having the players wear long sleeves under their uniform shirts instead but other than that they were freezing and just ready for the game to be over.

You were up to pitch against Bruce Yamada, someone you had grown to know very well from past games, even getting to talk with him outside of the sport.

The two of you had a weird friendship if you would even call it that, always taunting the other during the game just to throw them off, giving slick comments to the other as the teams switched sides, playful pushes or particularly aggressive throws. It was all in good fun.

"Throw a good one this time, [L/n]!" He shouted and you rolled your eyes, chuckling under your breath.

"I'll throw you a good one, Yamada. Just make sure to actually hit it this time, yeah?"

The two of you stared at each other before you inhaled softly and stepped back a bit before you threw the ball.

The umpire caught it as Bruce swung a second too late and you smiled smugly.

"Thought you said you were gonna hit it?" You asked, catching the ball back as Bruce shrugged his shoulders.

"I will."

"Then do it."

You threw the ball back and yet again the umpire caught it while Bruce was getting a bit frustrated, a small pout on his face as it started to scrunch up.

"Is it cus' of the snow or are you getting a little mad over there, Yamada?" You teased, drawling out the last few letters of his name and he had shot you a glare before he tapped the bat against the snow covered matt.

You took in a deep breath and threw the ball once more but this time it was followed by the sound of the ball hitting the bat and you quickly snapped your head back to follow the ball.

Your teammate had went to catch it but there was no point since it went over the gate, a home run.

You rolled your eyes trying not to flip Bruce off as he was cockily making his way around the bases, shooting you one of the smuggest smirks ever as he did so.

♡

"Good game, Yamada. But I hope you know we're kickin' your asses next time." You said, keeping a small yet tight grip on his hand as you shook it.

"Oh we'll see about that, [L/n]. Good game."

The teams had parted ways, most kids getting into the warm cars of their parents as they were waiting for them so they wouldn't be left out in the cold for long.

You on the other hand weren't really in a lucky situation, your mother was stuck at work longer than you intended so you were going to be stuck out there for who knows how long.

You pressed you back against the wall as you crossed your arms. You didn't know what to do at the moment since you would usually be able to wait it out but it was pretty cold. You were stuck in your thoughts until a familiar dark blue BMW had pulled up near you.

You glanced up to see Bruce's mom with him in the passenger seat and your brows furrowed in confusion as his mother rolled the window down.

"Is your mom here, sweetheart?"

You gave her a small smile as you shook your head "Afraid not. She might be a while, with work and everything."

She flashed you a bright smile "Well, your welcome to stay over at ours until she can pick you up. Wouldn't want you to catch a cold."

"Thank you, Mrs.Yamada, but I wouldn't want to intrude." You said, wondering if you could just walk to a gas station close by but it seemed like Bruce's mom wasn't taking no for an answer.

"Oh please, get in the car. You're not intruding in anyway."

You had opened your mouth to protest once more but she had cut you off "And I'll even make hot chocolate for both of you and cookies! How does that sound?"

Now how were you supposed to turn down a sweet deal like that? She had bribed you as easily as that since not even a second later you were in the backseat.

"Thank you, Mrs.Yamada." You said as you were putting on you seatbelt and laying back, enjoying the feeling of the warm a.c in contrast to the freezing weather outside.

"Oh don't thank me, it was Bruce's idea first."

You glanced over at him and he seemed to be avoiding eye contact with you. "Oh? Well, thanks Brucey."

"Do not call me that." He said, turning back to look at you and you tilted your head as the shit-eating grin you had only grew.

"Or what?"

"Or I'll-" He paused, glancing back at his mom who was giving small glances to him before back to the road.

He mumbled something under his breath before he tuned back around and crossed his arms over his chest.

♡

You let out a content sigh as you entered the Yamada's house, it was automatically warm as soon as you stepped in and you stood there for a moment until you were shoved further in her house.

"Ow! Watch it!" You grimaced and he rolled his eyes, shutting the door. "Well then hurry up next time, it's freezing cold and you're just letting in all the old air!"

You had shoved him back and he would've bumped into the door if he hadn't kept himself grounded.

"Doesn't mean you get to shove me!"

"It literally does!"

"Boys! Boys! Enough arguing, what is the matter with the two of you? You two know how to get along. Why can't you?" Mrs.Yamada questioned from the kitchen, shaking her head in disappointment.

"He's always starting it!" You two said in unison, sharing a look at each other before looking back at his mom in the kitchen.

"Bruce, take [Y/n] up to your room while I make your drinks and food. I'll call your mom and tell her you'll be here, okay, [Y/n]?"

You had nodded, following Bruce up the stairs to his room. You looked at the pictures on the wall, pictures of Bruce when he was younger and some where he was really young, like one year old young and you couldn't help but smile a little bit.

As Bruce walked you to his room, your eyes scanned around it and it was pretty typical for someone like him. It was pretty neat with his bed all made and nothing scattered on the floor, he had a bunch of baseball posters all over the wall and a desk in the corner for studying.

Bruce kicked off his shoes and took a seat on his bed, staring at you with furrowed brows as if he were trying to figure something out.

As you were taking off your shoes and placing them next to his, you had glanced back at him "Take a picture, it'll last longer."

"Shut up." He replied, tossing a pillow at you which you had caught with a chuckle.

You held the pillow, messing with it when you had flipped on the empty space next to him. "Hey, Brucey, Ive got a question."

He punched you in the arm, a little harsher than you had expected and you sucked your teeth in, rubbing where he had punched you. "Ow!"

"I told you not to call me that." He laid back down, staring up at the ceiling. "Whats your question, though?"

"Why'd you ask for your mom to pick me up? I mean, I know you don't hate me, but it's just a little off."

There was a long pause when you had asked that. The room filling with an almost awkward silence before Bruce had started to get out a response.

"Well...uhm...it was just out of niceness. I didn't want you staying out in the cold and then you would've gotten sick and then who am I gonna play against, huh?'"

A smirk started to grow onto your face as you sat up, turning your head to the other boy "So what you're saying is that you care about me and would've missed me if I got sick?"

Bruce's cheeks were starting to heat up and he quickly sat up, shooting a glare at you "That's not what I said at all!"

"That's technically what you said!"

"No its not, you're twisting my words you conceded ass-"

"Boys! Hot coco and cookies are ready!"

And with those few words your little feud had died down, the two of you racing down the stairs to try and get to the kitchen first and Bruce would've pushed you down them if he didn't want his mom to get upset with him.

"Thank you Mrs.Yamada/Mom!"

You both chimed, taking a bit out of the chocolate chip cookies and both letting out satisfied noises. They were just perfect, no surprise there since almost everyone in that small town knew she was an amazing baker.

The hot chocolate had whipped cream and sprinkles on top drizzled with chocolate and caramel drizzle and those vanilla cream sticks place inside of it.

"Why don't you two take your drinks and cookies into the living room and watch a movie, hm? Be careful not to spill any." She said an the two of you nodded, bringing your things into the living room and setting them down before plopping onto the couch.

Bruce grabbed his cup, sipping on it as he watched you pick up the remote, turning on the TV and flipping through the channels and using the other to drink from the Christmas themed mug.

"This is amazing, your mom wouldn't mind if I moved in, would she?" You asked between sips, almost downing the whole cup at this point even though it was still hot.

"I would mind." Bruce said, taking a sip from his drink and you rolled your eyes, turning your attention back to the remote. "What do you wanna watch? There's probably a bunch of Christmas movies on."

He pulled his cup from his face, licking the whipped cream from his top lip. "Uhh, how about one of those creepy claymation Christmas movies?"

You nodded but before you changed the channel you had looked back to Bruce "Uh.. you've got a little..." You pointed to your own cheek, wiping at it and he copied and you had shook your head.

"No- here, let me." You had set the remote down, leaning closer to his face as you had rubbed the whipped cream from his cheek and Bruce stared up at you and feeling his breath hitch before his shoulders started rising and he could practically hear his heart beating against his ribcage.

He felt your thumb rub across his cheek and he pressed himself further into the couch, swallowing that lump in his throat while hoping you weren't noticing how his cheeks were growing red.

"There. God you're such a slob." You said with a chuckle, still looming above him and before he even knew what he was saying the words had slipped from his mouth.

"I like you.."

And then it felt like everything paused. The tv felt drowned out from everything else as he looked at your expression. You were no longer smiling but you didn't seem disgusted or angry with him just kind of shocked from how high your eyebrows were raised and the way your jaw dropped a bit.

"Wait- are you...are you serious? Like you're not playing around?"

He had slowly nodded his head, sitting up as he watched your face change from shock to slight confusion and he found himself growing nervous from your silence.

"Say something.....anything."

"Wow."

"That's it?! Just wow?!"

"Well, the boy I've had a crush on for three years just said he likes me, so I'm trying to take it in."

Bruce had nodded, leaning back against the couch as he avoided eye contact with you but then his brows had furrowed and it was a surprise he didn't get whiplash from how fast he turned his head.

"You've had a crush on me for three years?!"

You took a sip from your drink, wiping the whip cream from your lips as you took a bite from the vanilla cream stick, nodding at the boy.

Bruce pushed you and you had started laughing while he started to punch at your arm "Why didn't you tell me?!"

You had pushed his hands away as he was punching at them. "You were always talking with Donna-"

"About you! I would be talking about you!"

"How was I supposed to know that?! You didn't exactly show any signs you were interested in me in that type of way."

"I didn't even know if you liked boys plus you didn't exactly show any signs either." You replied, taking one of the cookies from the plate an taking a bite.

Bruce bit on the inside of his cheek then picking up his cup, taking a sip from it as his eyes glanced from the tv before back to you. "So what does that make us now?"

"Boyfriends if you want."

He smiled, leaning on your shoulder and placing a quick kiss on your cheek before nuzzling back against you.

"I'd like that.."

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12 Days of Christmas Event!

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Tumblr users got to see this announcement first (whoo!) but may have missed a devlog for For the Love of Christmas. It's about the history of the game, and how it's come to change.

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(Or don't, but the Spirit of Christmas will come get you. In a nice way, of course).