#moonlight&mistletoe

[moonlight-at-dawn]

Some WIP excerpts (excerpts aren't over pg13 even if the fic will be mature)

Touch-starved Alphionne smut fic, tentatively called Moonlight

Sighing, she held a hand to her head and pressed her lips together, annoyed with herself. “I'm sorry that I woke you up. You should go back to sleep.” “I'm not here for myself, Shionne.” Why did he always say her name with that sweet, vibrating timbre? It shook her to her core, and on such a quiet night, it brought up feelings best left smothered. “Alphen…,” she mumbled his name, almost a plea, though for what she didn't know.

Sorta angry sex Alphionne smut fic, tentatively called Trust

He gasped against her lips, trying to get some space to think, “Sh-Shionne? What, what're we…?” “It's obvious, isn't it?” she asked breathlessly, unclasping his vest and belt. “But, why, why would you…?” His questions didn't seem to hold him back. His hands traced around the metal embellishments on her dress, searching for a way to remove them.

Alphionne Mistletoe fic, no name yet

“Let's go lie down in bed. It'll be warmer,” he suggested, leaning back to look down at her face. She pouted but nodded, reluctantly stepping back from his warmth and taking his hand. They passed through to the sitting room, and Shionne looked up at the bit of greenery hanging above their bedroom door. “I meant to ask… What's this?” He grinned, and she raised a brow curiously. “Mistletoe.” “Is, is that supposed to mean something to me?” “Not yet.”

And for something different, a newer bit from the long fic I've been chipping away at slowly

“I can’t just leave you guys. I mean, what would Dad say? He worked so hard here, I have to see it through.” Heaving a frustrated sigh, Nayth rubbed his head at the stubborn kid. “That’s just my point. Zephyr worked hard to make sure everyone would be free to make their own decisions and live their lives as they wanted. He wouldn’t want you forcing yourself to do this out of some sense of obligation. If it’s what you really want, then stay, but don’t do it because you think it’s what you’re supposed to do. Go live your life. I won’t be part of holding you down, got it?”

[akumanoken]

A mistletoe is above their heads for Kyouya and Ayato! (Both verses). Give the cute Souji kisses!

Kyouya

Kyouya of course scooped Souji up under the mistletoe, ignoring the sound of the kyoudai whistling. They didn't matter. Souji looked so cute in his little holiday sweater and antlers. He always did love these sorts of things, and because it was for the boys, he was even more exciteable, and perhaps radiant, though Kyouya would never say such a thing aloud, and never in front of the boys.

Lips pressed against the other, lifting Souji up off his feet. Just the taste of cherry lip gloss and sugar, the sound of giggling and arms wrapped tight around him. "There you go… now to get you away from this stupid plant…" He knew the kyoudai would try their luck, even if just a cheek kiss. Those all belonged to him!!

Ayato

Ayato loved Souji's sleepy face. He was on the couch, watching some cartoon about the holiday when Ayato slipped next to him, smiling. "Souji… Souji, wake up…" he whispered.

"Hmmmm…" eyes opened, first to Ayato, with a sleepy smile, but then up the man's arm, to the plant above Souji's head. "You can get kisses whenever, Aya~~" he smiled groggily.

"Hmm… but you get so giddy when you get mistletoe kisses so I want it to be special…" he murmured. Soft and with sleepy giggles, he slowly lowered his arm, as well as himself on top of his cute giggly husband. They'll stay that for a while yet, at least until they decide it's time to eat something…

But who knows when that'll be??

[lavendermunson]

i want you, bless my soul - eddie munson

from the candy cane box at leia's christmas tree farm

summary best friend au, with the prompt “So, um. That was something. Should we do that again?” for the one and only @onegirlmanytales thank you for requesting my love, I hope you like the direction I took and enjoy it so much!!

cw FLUFF. best friends to lovers. two oblivious idiots in love. r's first kiss. brief mention of insecurities. steve and robin cameo!

w.c 1.7k

“No one has ever kissed me… let’s just forget about it!”

You sigh, placing the freshly baked cookies on a beautiful porcelain bowl Eddie gave you last Christmas. Their scent calming every nerve your best friend decides to play with today.  All of your friends are arriving in a couple of minutes for the annual Christmas party.

“You are telling me no one has ever kissed you under the rain?”

“Eddie please, just stop it”

“No one has ever kissed you under the moonlight!”

He tries to guess. You regret telling him about your first kiss. It hasn’t happened yet… but he thinks it has, he just thinks it was bad or embarrassing because you’ve never told him. And you tell him everything, he is your best friend.

“You are never going to guess, I'm tired of this now”

He chases you around your house, as you walk with the bowl of cookies in your hands. You place them on the coffee table of your living room, alongside all the other snacks and drinks to enjoy the night. 

“I know! no one has ever kissed you under the mistletoe. That’s why you don’t have one” 

Eddie thinks he hit the jackpot, smiling brightly at you. 

“No one has ever kissed me, okay!” you snap, tired of his games. “I haven’t had my first kiss yet” 

You throw your hands in the air, standing in front of him. Eddie was the only one who didn’t know about this. The rest of your friends know, because you know they weren’t going to laugh or make fun of you. But Eddie is capable of it, not because he is mean. His personality is just like that, he is the joke expert and the prank master. This was a serious topic to you, something that kept toying with your self-esteem.

Your arms fall to the side, your hands close on a fist, white knuckles and eyes shut trying to hide the embarrassment that’s eating you alive as you wait for Eddie to laugh at you and make a hundred jokes about this. 

You wish the floor could swallow you whole.

Eddie notices the way you tense up, confessing the secret you’ve held for a long time. He thought there was some catch to it, but there wasn’t. Who the fuck can live without ever kissing your lips? he asks himself, when he has been dreaming about it since the first time he met you at the arcade. 

You were babysitting the kids, holding their quarters for them as you paced around the sticky carpet. Back when Eddie’s ears got used to quieting down everything around him except your sweet voice. 

He didn’t want to lose you, he could never. And he was sure he wasn’t your type, with your room having a Karate Kid poster and a picture of Michael Schoeffling ripped out of a magazine.

Missing the picture of Eddie Van Halen on your jewelry box, he knew your type was far away from him. 

You were never going to like him, his friends would tease him about it. They would fill Eddie’s mind with ideas that tormented him before going to bed. You are way too out of his league.

He is happy with the best friend title because he gets the best friend treatment. He gets to hug you when you see him, cuddle with you on movie nights, and hang around his trailer all day. He would never trade your presence for anything, not a metal concert, not even the fame some rockstars get overnight.

For Eddie you are everything, you mean everything. His life is so much better with you around.

But he doesn’t laugh or start making a full comedy show, instead, you hear the thump of things falling out of his pockets. His lighter, a pack of cigarettes, previously chewed gum wrapped in a piece of paper, and his van keys. He empties his pockets trying to find what he has been looking for and when he finds it, he goes around your house looking for tape.

“What are you doing with that? no one is coming here to kiss me, only our friends” 

“Well? m’lady. I doubt you want to spend another Christmas unkissed” He takes your hand, guiding you closer to him until you are both under the mistletoe. “This is how it works, you stand here, and as the rule says you kiss the person in front of you”

You watch as Eddie taps the branch with his finger. Pointing at it, then at him, and finally at you. You are exactly in the spot, you look at him. Begging him to kiss you.

You've thought about it for a while. What would it be like to kiss him? Not someone random, not a guy who coats your ears with sugar at work. Just Eddie.

The guy who sits on the edge of his bed, shirtless, and while his fingers are gentle with the strings of his guitar you can’t do anything else but admire. Trying to memorize all of his features and tattoo that scene on your head for the rest of your life.

The guy who asked you to color his tattoos, trusting your artistic eye and trying to kill time before the pizza got to his trailer. You asked for a rain check that night, knowing you’d lose your mind the second your fingers touched his bare chest.

“And who’s gonna kiss me?” you ask. 

“Uhh, Jonathan?” Eddie asks, raising one of his eyebrows. Trying to question you to see who your type is.

“I pass” 

“Steve?” Eddie’s voice cracks. If you passed at Jonathan, there’s a high chance you could say yes to Steve and he would fall to his knees, defeated. 

“I don’t think so” 

His brown eyes are wide open. Shit. Not even Steve?

“Let’s just enjoy our evening…” Unless you want to kiss me, you think.  “Let’s forget about it”

You try to escape from the compromised positions, but your legs feel heavy as you step aside. You thought Eddie was going to kiss you. 

When you try to escape, he wraps his fingers around your wrist and pulls you back to him.

“Wait”

You feel a jolt of electricity, his touch being hard on you yet not hurting. His eyes looking for yours and when you finally lock your gaze with his. He takes a deep breath, ready to risk it all.

Eddie pulls you to his chest, resting a hand on the small of your back. You feel the goosebumps all over your body, his breath tingling your lips. He notices the shine in your eyes, pleading for him to do something because you are too nervous to move.

If he wanted to kiss you, he would kiss you. That’s what you believe. 

He looks at your eyes, at your lips. Impatient, he is making you melt under his touch, and you feel your insides are screaming at him to do something. You decide to wrap your arms around his waist, afraid of him slipping through your fingers and regretting this moment.

You capture him. As he looks down at you like a starved man. 

Eddie’s mind is clouded with hundreds of thoughts. This could be so good, this could get bad and ugly. It’s your first kiss, it should be special. It should be with someone you like, Do you like him? Do you want him?

He snaps back to reality when you reach for a strand of hair that fell to his face. Tugging the curl in the back of his ear. Your fingers send shivers through his spine, feeling your gentle touch against his skin. He melts under your touch too.

“Let’s get this over with” he breathes out, digging his fingertips on the small of your back to keep you close. His lips press against yours, you close your eyes enjoying the moment. 

But it’s your first kiss. You don’t know what to do, but just as you start to panic Eddie cups your cheeks, his thumb pressing against your warm skin. 

“Relax” he whispers on your lips, taking control of the situation. You feel his lips crash with yours, dancing against them as you try to keep up with the pace.

Is this how it feels? To kiss someone for the first time, or even better, to kiss the boy you love for the first time. Your mind is in the clouds, every part of your body feels lighter as a feather.

His lips are so soft. What the actual fuck? How were you able to survive so long without this?

It’s your first kiss. But it feels like it’s Eddie’s too. He can feel his body fill up with electricity, his heart thumping against his chest – just like yours – He has kissed girls before, even boys. But this feeling is new, he is finally kissing someone he loves.

“WOAH! They are kissing” You break away from the kiss as you hear Robin’s voice. She looks at you then at Eddie, a smile showing off on her face. “Sorry, keep doing that!” 

“Good job, guys!” Steve says, pushing Robin to the kitchen as she keeps her thumbs up in the air.

Eddie shakes his head, looking down at you. Seeing that smile he loves so much as you giggle, with your body so close to his. You try to catch the air he knocked out of your lungs, keeping him pressed against you.

“Woah indeed” His eyes look at the mistletoe, at your puffy pink lips, and at your flushed cheeks. He grins proudly. 

“That was… something” you smile, scrunching up your nose as you look at his matching pink lips and cheeks.

“Should we do it again?” he asks, his chest heaving up and down. 

“Please” you whisper, feeling your body yearning for more of him.

“Anything you want, princess”

He kisses you again, this time he quickens the pace of it. You feel his tongue brush against yours causing you to whimper. He giggles at your reaction, groaning for more of you. Eddie is addicted to your taste already. If the smell of your chapstick made him crazy, this sure is going to kill him.

You start to move your tongue, feeling the closure as your teeth crash with his, and the mix of chapstick and saliva, with a touch of cigarette coats your bottom lip. You can’t get enough of the feeling of his lips keeping yours warm and nice.

“Fuck, you taste good” his shaky words come out as he takes a breather, inches from your lips. His teeth find your bottom lip, nipping at it as you open your mouth for him once again.

You won't be spending Christmas unkissed.

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[writingsbychlo]

UNDER THE MISTLETOE | epilogue

summary; a year later, your bond with azriel is still going just as strong. new years eve with your mate couldn't be sweeter.

word count; 3171

notes; I know this was highly anticipated, and I'm sorry it's so short, but it is just an epilogue, not a full fic! I hope this isn't too disappointing to anyone! <3

Staring out across the beautiful cityscape of Velaris, your eyes wandered across the twinkling lights of the town. From house to house, all over the city. The rainbow was lit up even more magnificently than usual tonight, celebrations so loud you could hear them from here if you strained your ear, cheers and singing and dancing, the revelry of happy people, finally celebrating in peace after so many years of darkness. 

Beyond them, snow-capped mountains glowed under the bright moonlight and the stars, the clear sky a lucky twist of fate, as though even the Heavens wanted to be here tonight, watching. Second to Starfall, New Year's was your favourite holiday. A chance for a fresh start, to reflect on everything, to make new plans or to wipe the slate clean. To watch fireworks explode in the cold night sky, glittering and beautiful. 

Taking a sip of Rhysand’s expensive champagne from the glass in your hand, you sighed happily. As you did, a pair of strong arms circled your waist, familiar hands smoothing over your stomach, and tugging you back into a firm chest. Warm lips fell to the crook of your neck as your head fell back on his shoulder, delicate kisses dotted along your shoulder. Dropping your free hand to clasp those around your body, you traced your fingers delicately over scarred skin, eyes slipped closed in his embrace. 

“Hello, my love.” His voice was a low murmur, deep in your ear and humming along your skin. 

“Hi, Azzy.”

Turning in his arms, you looped your hands carefully around his neck, his head bowing to meet your own as he finally stole a sweet, simple kiss for your lips. He tasted like whiskey and sugar, no doubt pumped full of candy Nyx forced him to try, the small boy having kept him hostage all night. Despite it, he’d never let you out of his sights, you’d barely been out here for ten minutes before Azriel had come to find you, following you like a puppy. 

Leaning in a little further, your tongue teased along his lower lip, and he let out a soft groan as he parted them. The kisses grew, his mouth sealing over your own, passion like it was the first kiss you’d ever shared all over again, not the thousandth. Tightening your hold on him, his wings fluttered, circling your body to close out the rest of the world as he hauled you in further, up against his chest. 

Your heart was thudding in time with his own, beating in sync like they had done for just over a year now. 

Only days ago, you’d celebrated your one-year anniversary, taking a few days up at the cabin and away from every, just the two of you, no clothes, and a lot of sleepless nights. The desperation might have died down, but the infatuation still remained as strong as ever. One look, one touch, one kiss was enough to drive you crazy. You were utterly at his mercy, him just as much at yours, and you truly hoped that the intensity between you both never faded. 

He pulled back with a sigh, one more final kiss left on your lips, before he was smiling, forehead on your own. “What are you doing out here, it’s cold.”

You couldn't hep but smirk at that, brows raising a little as you looked up at him. It certainly wasn’t the coldest you’d ever been, there wasn’t even a layer of goosebumps on your exposed skin. But, he had always been a worrier, and your mate bond only seemed to enhance that, even now. “Just… thinking, that’s all.”

“Good thoughts, I hope?” He leaned in, a peck to your lips before you could even respond, and you smiled, stealing another one when he pulled back. 

“Thoughts about us.” your nose bumped his as you leaned up. You tipped your head further, pecking the tip of his nose, and he smiled sweetly. His cheeks flushed with a little warmth, the same way they always did when you gave him this kind of attention, a happy sound escaping him at that affection. 

“Care to share any of these thoughts?”

“All in due time,” You whisper in response, and he merely grunts, “Just thinking about the future.”

“I do that a lot too.”

You knew as much, Azriel had a habit of telling you. When you’d get in bed at night, his head on your chest, all the weight of him grounding you to the mattress as you played with the soft, dark curls atop his head, he’d spill about his day. All the thoughts he’d had, the jokes Cassian had told him, the things that reminded him of you, and his plans. His ideas, even the goofy ones that he knew he wouldn't actually do. 

There wasn’t a thing he ever wanted to keep to himself, and you liked to soak up every part of him that you could. 

The music from inside could reach you, even out here, a band playing beautiful songs and together, the two of you began to sway. No talk was needed but your body moved with his, your feet staying planted as you danced together gently, wrapped in one another’s embrace. His face dipped down, burying into your neck again, and he sighed happily onto your skin. 

The moment was perfect… only broken when Azriel received a small shove. 

Untangling yourselves, he glanced around, gaze dropping to the ground, to see a moody toddler, arms crossed. “Uncle Az, you said we were going to colour in my book!”

Azriel gave you an exasperated look, pressing a final kiss to your cheek, before stepping back. Leaning down, he scooped Nyx up under his arms, lifting him up into his arms. The small boy’s wings batted angrily, portraying his emotions. He truly as a little lordling, always used to getting what he wanted, when he wanted it. 

“Alright, little bat. Come on.” Your mate sighed, adjusting the boy to sit on his hip and stepping towards the door. You watched them go, a small smile on your lips, and he turned back to look at you. “Don’t stay out here too long, love.”

You shook your head, offering your hand to him as you walked forward. His smile grew, and he took your fingers, linking them with his own and raising your clasped hands to kiss your knuckles. Leading you both inside, Nyx babbled on about the drawings he and Az would be colouring in, you were pointedly not invited at any stage of events as you made your way back to the ballroom, and Azriel rolled his eyes fondly when the youngster wasn’t looking. 

Stepping back into the bustle of the room, you glanced around, gasping happily when you spotted a familiar face and two heads of white hair in the crowd. 

Azriel only chuckled, releasing your hand and motioning for you to go, before dropping Nyx down and being led away by the hand. 

Darting through the people, Vivianne saw you just in time, a squeal on her lips as she opened her arms for you to fly into. The two of you collided gently, arms wrapping tightly around one another. 

You cupped her face, kissing both of her cheeks as she smiled, all but bouncing as you were reunited. You’d kept in touch all year, letters going back and forth so fast you could hardly keep up with them, but for one reason or another, you’d yet to have crossed paths again, life always getting in the way. Until now. 

“You’re here, you made it!”

Pulling back from her, Kallias grinned, laughing as he swept you up into a hug, your feet leaving the floor momentarily with his enthusiasm. 

“Oh, I missed you both, so much! I can’t believe it’s been a year, already.” For more than one reason, the time had flown, not just missing your friends or your time with Azriel, but so many things had taken place. “We cannot let so long go by again.”

Vivianne clutched your hands as her husband released you, her forehead coming to your own as she giggled. “We will make it our new resolutions to make it so. Besides, it should be an exciting year, we don’t want to miss a thing.”

You cocked a brow at her statement, but she didn’t expand, not as Mor was rushing over in excitement too, greeting both of them herself, and then Kallias was excusing himself as Rhysand and Helion beckoned him over. Vivianne linked her arm with your own, Mor on the other side, and turned to face you with a smirk as the blonde guided your trio through the room. 

Gathering in the kitchen, a private break away from all the noise, Mor set about preparing drinks, handing them out to you all. Vivianne smiled, cheers-ing with you both, and Mor took a heavy chug from her own as you sipped at yours. 

“Jeez, Mor! What did you put in this?” The burn of alcohol down your throat had the ice queen chuckling, putting her drink down and nudging it away from herself. 

“It’s New Year’s Eve, don’t be a buzzkill!” She chuckled, taking another gulp from her glass as though it were water. 

“I heard Mor is pouring, does that mean we’re getting fucked up?” Nesta slipped into the room, and the blonde cheered excitedly as someone matched her energy, Feyre and Elain following, arm in arm, as the youngest sister rolled her eyes. 

“Looks like Cassian will be carrying someone back home later, before the clock even strikes midnight.” Feyre tutted, but accepted a drink nonetheless as Mor poured them and began to distribute them. 

“What’s the point of having a great, big, hulking boyfriend if not to carry me home when I have fun?”

“Now that I can cheers to,” You grin, tapping your glass on her own, and she smirked. Elain laughed lightly, lifting herself onto the counter, and swinging her legs as she clutched her cup between both hands, wincing as she took that first sip. “Don’t worry, it burns your tastebuds right off after that first taste, now you won’t taste anything else for weeks.”

She giggled at Mor’s scoff, taking a sip, and the six of you gathered around into a tighter group as hushed discussion took over. 

Nesta made sure to fill everyone in on herself and Cassian. The two had no plans to truly settle down anytime soon, far too busy battling and playing with swords to even consider a child. They were going to travel some more this year, Nesta wanted to visit every Court, and while Cassian unfortunately couldn't visit them all, whether it was allergies or laws that kept him barred, he was happy to oblige for most Courts. The Winter Court became the first on her list, when Viv promised her a stay like no other, any time they wanted. 

The High Lord and Lady were battling that stage of ‘terrible twos’ with Nyx. He was bouncing like a ping-pong ball between loving mama or loving dada more, but never both. One was always the enemy. He was also jumping between desperate for a sibling, pleading and begging and fighting as he checked every Solstice box for a baby brother, and deciding if he ever saw another child in his life he’d throw a fit. Feyre had a perpetual headache, and Rhys was at the end of his tether, but both had never been happier,

Elain and Lucien were skipping between here and the human lands, repairing bonds as their bond grew ever stronger, giving Elain the perfect mixed life she’d always dreamt of. Mor and Emerie were moving into their own home, and bickering every single day on how to decorate. 

Then, there was you and Azriel.

Vivianne had chosen to avoid Mor’s attempt on everyone’s lives and had found herself something else to drink. Sipping through the straw coyly, she eyed you, and you waited. “So, you and your Az looked sweet, walking in with baby Nyx. Sweeter with your own baby on his hip, I’m sure.”

You sighed at her, raising your brows, even with the smile growing on your lips. “Not anytime soon.”

“And why not?” She pressed, her hands on her hips like your declaration had ruined her life. 

“Because… we’re taking things slow.” Stirring your drink, you stared happily into the swirling alcohol, smiling to yourself as you thought of your lover. “Took us long enough to get together, we figured we have time to savour every step.”

She rolled her eyes, but smiled in that sisterly way you loved so much. “Well, alright. I can allow that. Not too slowly, I hope.”

“You’re impatient!”

“I’m excited!” She clarified, and you grinned into the rim of your glass, taking a sip. 

“And, where exactly are your little icicles, hm? You and Kallias have been together longer than Az and I.”

Instead of sniping back, and utterly lovestruck, wondrous expression passed over her features. She smoothed a hand over her stomach, and your own flew to your mouth as you gasped. “Well…” She whispered, shrugging bashfully at the shriek you made. 

“You’re serious?” Discarding your drink to the nearest surface, you rushed to her, and she lifted her bulky winter sweater. You hadn't suspected a thing before, but now, as she revealed her stomach, you could see the slight bump forming. She took your wrist, lifting your hand, and your eyes watered as you looked between her face and your hand on her warm skin. “I can’t believe it!”

Everyone crowded in, then. A thousand questions were being fired at the elated new mother-to-be, who was happy to answer every single one, showing off the bump she was beginning to grow. 

Nyx would get that new playmate after all, taking a little of the weight off of Feyre and Rhys, with an heir to the Winter Court at last. Stepping back to let everyone else have their moment too, you leaned back on the counter, smiling at the love and excitement surrounding you at every turn. 

A tugging on the bond pulled your attention away, and a haze fell over everything as the feeling in your chest sharpened to full focus. Smiling to yourself, you rubbed absently at the spot where you could feel your love. Tugging back, the thread between you both vibrated contentedly, and you could feel his happy hum on your skin, the trace of phantom arms around your waist.

“Needy thing, your mate, isn’t he?” Feyre’s voice sliced through the bubble, and she was leaning on the counter beside you. “Do you think it’s an Illyrian thing?”

“Hmm.” You smirked, “Potentially. I can barely get a moment away before he’s pulling along the rope to find me.” You made sure the notion reached him, a warning burst reaching your chest, teasing and light, like a nip to the shell of your ear, and you shuddered. 

“Let’s go find our needy Illyrians, hm?” Her arm laced through your own, following the steps Nesta had not long taken. 

Hidden in the back of the room, Rhysand was spread across a couch, his son sleepily yawning in his lap as he tried to stay awake, while Azriel and Cassian both sat in the low-backed armchairs before the roaring fire. He never had to glance up to feel you coming, raising a hand to his shoulder at the same time you reached out to him, leaning over the chair from behind and kissing the top of his head. 

He pulled you around the chair and across his lap, nuzzling at your cheek as needy kisses trailed from your cheek to your mouth, and you grinned, turning to face him and rewarding him with a single kiss. He didn’t seem too satisfied with that, a glint in his eyes promising more was to come, but he let you adjust comfortably across him. 

“What did you ladies talk about?”

“I can’t tell you that, Az, or it wouldn't be girl talk, would it?” Your words had his eyes narrowing, calculated gaze fixed on you, “What did you boys talk about?”

“Can’t tell you that, baby, or it wouldn't be guy talk.” He retorted, and you scoffed, rolling your eyes at him. He pinched your jaw in his hand as a response, twisting your smushed face back to him and kissing you. He was smirking as he pulled back, leaning in close enough to share breath. “Kal and Viv, right?”

You caved to his charms, smiling as you shared the same space, wrapped up in him, “Mhm.”

He only smiled, nothing more needing to be said between the pair of you. 

“Viv asks when it’ll be us. Says we looked good walking in, hand in hand, Nyx on your hip.” Azriel’s eyes snapped open, straightening up as he put several inches between you both. Your hand smoothed up his chest, settling on his neck, trying to suppress your laughter. His pulse raced under your palm, your hand sliding behind his head and into his hair. “Relax, Azzy. I told her how we’re taking things slow, at our own pace.”

“But— But… I mean— It’s not like I’m opposed to it, but—” He sputtered over his words, and you kissed him silent, his shaky kisses returned with vigour, the trembling bond between you both settling steadily again. 

“We have things to do first, I’m in no rush to move through our milestones. I want you all to myself, for a little while longer.” You pulled him back in, kissing across his cheek, lips travelling to his ear, “And when I say that, I mean it.”

Despite it being whispered, Rhysand still hurled a mental stone at your walls, snickering to himself at your gasp as he eavesdropped on your private dig at him. Turning around, you glared, flipping him off mentally. He smirked, sipping his drink and patting his son between the wings as the small boy slumped asleep over his thighs. 

Turning away, you sealed yourself back into the haze with Azriel, his mouth travelling along your jaw, your head tipped back.

“Must we really wait until midnight before I can kiss you properly, Azzy?”

“I suppose, we could be early for once in our lives. Kiss me now, we’ll pretend it’s midnight.” He whispered, a lazy smile on his face when you looked at him. He was so beautiful, the man who owned your heart was like a work of art, watching you with such sweet love that it made you want to melt. 

“I love you, Azriel.” You whispered onto his lips, lessening the gap between you both, and a content sound rumbled free from his chest. 

“I love you, my dear. To another year, another decade, century, with you.”

“To forever, together.” You finalised, and he nodded, your eyes squeezing shut tighter as a flood of his emotions overwhelmed you from your words. 

“Forever sounds like a wonderful place to start.”

[soulofapatrick]

Under the Mistletoe - Peter Hale x Femae Reader

Summary: Peter has to step outside during christmas celebrations and you follow him

Words: 1.7k

Warnings: None, just some pure Christmas fluff

Y/N’s POV 

The Stilinski living room is an embodiment of cozy chaos—warmly lit by twinkling lights and filled with laughter that bounces off the walls. We're all gathered, the whole pack, tightly nestled onto every available surface. Couches are claimed by some, while others opt for the floor, sharing pillows and throws in a haphazard but comfortable manner. It's crowded, but the festive cheer keeps us close, shoulders brushing and smiles exchanged.

From the doorway, Dad, Melissa and Peter stand, observing the scene with amused expressions. Dad’s eyes crinkle at the corners as he leans against the doorframe, a mug of something warm in his hand, as Erica and Liam bicker over who the gift in Malia’s hand is for. Melissa exchanges a fond glance with him, her lips curving into a soft smile, while Peter’s gaze holds a mixture of amusement and something else—a tinge of sadness. 

Peter’s eyes meet mine across the room, a brief but charged connection that sends an unexpected warmth cascading through me. Caught in the intensity of his gaze, I can’t help but feel my cheeks flush, and I quickly avert my eyes, focusing instead on the gift being launched my way by Scott. 

As I peel away the layers of wrapping paper, a soft chuckle escapes me when I uncover a hoodie. But not just any hoodie—its a simple yet heartwarming statement piece. In bold letters, it reads “Best Pack Mom Ever!” 

The room erupts into laughter and cheers, a chorus of voices expressing their approval and amusement at the gift. I can’t help but grin, feeling a warm rush of gratitude and affection for this pack that feels more and more like family with each passing day. Without a thought I pull it over my head and melt with love as it’s so fluffy and warm and oversized. 

Glancing up again, I catch Peter’s eyes once again, this time softened with a gentle smile that reaches them. There’s a subtle depth in his gaze, a silent understanding that tugs at my heartstrings. His subtle nod and the ghost of a reassuring smile sends a flutter of warmth through me, easing any lingering nervousness. 

Despite the festive cheer enveloping the room, a lingering sense of melancholy in Peter’s eyes doesn’t escape my notice. His smile, though warm, carries a weight that speaks volumes, and I can’t shake the feeling of a hidden sorrow behind it. As the laughter and chatter of the pack fills the air once more, I see Peter swallow hard, a visible lump forming in his throat. Without a word, he turns and quietly slips away, his departure unnoticed amidst the joyful chaos. 

Squashed between Derek and Jordan, I feel a nudge of worry from the latter as I shift to get up. Patting Jordan’s knee with a reassuring smile, I offer a quick “I’ll be right back Jor.” Before making my way out onto the small front porch, where Peter stands, cloaked in shadows. 

The night air is crisp, filled with a serene quiet that contrasts sharply with the festive buzz indoors. Outside, the world feels different—quieter, more contemplative—and it seems to match Peter’s pensive demeanour. 

“Peter?” I call softly, stepping closer, the faint glow of the porch light casting a gentle illumination around us. He turns slightly at the sound of my voice, the moonlight painting his features in soft contrasts. There’s a vulnerability in the way he holds himself, a rawness that I’ve seldom seen, “I didn’t mean to intrude.” I offer, feeling a pang of uncertainty about stepping into his private moment.

His age meets mine a mixture of surprise and something akin to gratitude flickering in those intense blue eyes, “You didn’t,” he assures, his voice carrying a hint of appreciation. 

Feeling the unspoken weight between us, I cautiously move closer until I’m standing at his side. Peter remains still, his gaze fixed on the horizon, his forearms resting against the edge of the porch. Without a word, I lean in, resting my head gently against his shoulder, a silent offering of comfort. 

There’s a momentary pause, a heartbeat of anticipation, before Peter slowly turns his head, his breath brushing against my hair. Without a word, he leans in, burying his face in the soft strands, a subtle but profound gesture of seeking solace in the simple closeness. The wolves of the pack seem to do it a lot, as if they’re memorising my scent. I don’t mind it at this point, quite used to it and just wanting to make Peter smile again. 

His strong arms, once unmoving, now wraps around me, pulling me closer into a gentle embrace. I feel the steady rhythm of his heartbeat, a reassurance admits the silent turmoil within him. 

Gently pulling back after a moment, just enough to meet his gaze, I sense a shift in peter’s demeanour. The shadow of sadness is still present, lingering in the depths of his bright blue eyes, but it’s fading, giving way to something else—something that sends my heart racing and my usually eloquent words scattering like autumn leaves. 

His features, usually etched with an air of intensity and determination, soften in this moment of vulnerability. There’s a depth to his gaze that draws me in, an unspoken understanding that feels like a whispered secret shared between us. 

I find myself entranced by the subtle play of moonlight on his angular features—the chiseled jawline, the faint scars, and those piercing eyes that seem to hold entire galaxies within them. It’s a sight I’ve admired from afar, a magnetic pull that has stirred a quiet longing within me for longer than I can remember. 

My throat feels dry as I wet my sudden parched lips, nerves fluttering like a flurry of butterflies in my stomach. Being this close to him, feeling the warmth of his embrace and seeing the vulnerability in his expression, stirs emotions I’ve kept carefully hidden—a rush of affection and an undeniable attraction that refuses to be ignored. 

As the moment lingers, I feel the shift in Peter—a subtle but distinct change in his demeanour. His suave facade seems to resurface, a shield to conceal the vulnerability he had briefly allowed me to see. 

His hand lifts, cupping my cheek in a gesture that sends shivers down my spine. The rough pad of his thumb grazes over my bottom lip, a barely-there touch that ignites a flurry of sensations. I catch the flicker in his bright eyes, the way they linger on my lips before meeting my gaze once more. There’s a hesitation in his expression, a hint of conflict that dances in those intense blue eyes. "I should stop," he murmurs, his voice tinged with a mix of uncertainty and restraint, a self-imposed barrier he seems hesitant to breach.

The words hang between us, heavy with unspoken desires and emotions. My heart races, caught between the yearning to lean into his touch and the fear of misunderstanding his intentions. 

Caught in the charged atmosphere between us, my heart pounds louder in my ears, an erratic rhythm matching the intensity of the moment. With a surge of boldness fuelled by emotions I can no longer suppress, I act on impulse.

Without a second thought, I rise onto my tiptoes, closing the distance between us. My hands find their place on his shoulders, seeking support and anchoring myself as our lips finally meet. There’s a tender urgency in the kiss, a mingling of hesitance and longing, a culmination of unspoken emotions and desires. 

Peter’s arms, strong and reassuring, wrap around me in response—one securely around my waist, drawing me closer, while the other cradles my head, holding me gently but firmly. 

The touch of our lips sparks an electric current that courses through me, sending tingles down my spine and causing my entire being to tremble. His lips are soft against mine, a perfect harmony of warmth and reassurance, igniting a fire that spreads through every fibre of my being.

In that moment, there's a convergence of emotions—a sense of familiarity mingled with the exhilaration of something new and exhilarating. The kiss feels like coming home, yet exploring uncharted territory, a blend of comfort and passion that leaves me breathless. 

I feel the tension in Peter's embrace ease, a silent affirmation of reciprocation. His kiss holds a tenderness that speaks volumes, a silent confession of emotions that words fail to express. It's a moment suspended in time, a revelation of desires and an acknowledgment of a connection that had silently thrived between us.

With a gentle breath against my lips, Peter murmurs, his voice barely audible yet carrying a weight of amusement, "There's mistletoe above us.”

A soft chuckle escapes me, muffled against the warmth of our lingering kiss. It's a rare sight, seeing a genuine smile grace Peter's lips, a fleeting but captivating moment that feels like a precious gift. 

Breaking the kiss, we share a brief, lighthearted glance upward, confirming the small sprig of mistletoe hanging just overhead. It's an almost serendipitous detail, adding a whimsical touch to this unexpected but undeniably cherished moment. Our gazes meet again, and the air between us crackles with a newfound energy, a playful warmth contrasting the depth of emotions we've just shared. There's a silent understanding, an unspoken agreement to cherish this rare moment of vulnerability and connection.

Peter's thumb brushes over my cheek, a tender gesture that holds a promise of more unspoken conversations yet to come. His gaze lingers on mine, a silent reassurance in those intense blue eyes.

"I didn't expect this," he admits softly, a trace of vulnerability coloruing his tone, a rare glimpse of the man behind the walls he usually upholds, “I didn’t expect you to want me back, to feel the same way with our age gap.” 

“I don’t care about that Creeperwolf,” I reply, a small smile tugging at the corners of my lips, feeling the weight of the unspoken but shared sentiment between us, “Now come back inside and celebrate with me.” 

“The others…” 

“Peter Angus Hale, when have you cared what others think of you?” 

“Alright Love, lead the way.” 

Teen Wolf Masterlist TAG LIST - updated 21st Dec 2023

[221bshrlocked]

Mistletoes in the Moonlight

Pairing: Javier Peña x Fem!Reader

Words: 3669

Warnings: Mutual pining. Stubborn characters. Heated kisses ;)

Prompt: Fluff/Romance. Friends to lovers or neighbours to lovers. Feelings declarations sparked by something to do with the holidays (gift exchange, doing something cute together, a holiday party)

A/N: I tweaked the prompt a little bit but I do hope that you still like it @undercoverpena. I do apologize this is a few days late, the holidays are strange this time around. I owe you another story that I promised to write you so be on the lookout for that in the next few days as a bonus gift. And thank you @pedrostories for this cute Secret Santa challenge (and for being so patient with me).

The smell of freshly-baked cookies seeps into his nostrils as soon as he unlocks the gate of the apartment building. He doesn’t have to guess who’s baking the gingerbread treats, and with each step he ascends, he sends a silent prayer to whatever deity willing to hear him. The closer he gets to the apartment, the harder his heart beats against his chest. Never in his life did he think he’d become so nervous from the mere thought of being in someone else’s presence, but here he was, cursing Steve with each breath he took because of the mess he’s gotten him into. 

Javier may not have been a very patient man, but he prided himself in how calm and collected he remained when things got out of hand. 

The circumstances he found himself in now, however, were different. He wasn’t sure how much more he could handle, especially since you were involved. As he stands in front of the apartment door, he meditates on what he’ll say to you if you tried to get on his nerves again. It wasn’t that he disliked you, the opposite actually. It was the fact that you turned him on to no end, especially when you were staring daggers into him, and he could do nothing but retaliate in likeness. 

“Your girl sure knows how to welcome you home.” Javier glances behind him and smiles at the man behind his current predicament. His current mission, or the one he signed up for thinking that he’d have a few weeks of peace, away from you. 

“What can I say? I’m a lucky man!” Javier nods at him as he unlocks the door, purposely leaving it wide open to avoid any suspicions. He’s about to bid him a good night when he notices him taking his fill of something in the apartment. Following his line of sight, he clenches his jaw tightly in anger when he sees what’s gotten his attention. 

You were bending over and grabbing a tray of cookies out of the oven, your shirt riding up your back and giving both Javier and the drug dealer an eyeful of your back. Javier can’t help but bite into his lower lip, watching in silence as you throw the hot tray on the stove before taking off the oven mitts and turning around. Turning around, you notice Javier standing at the foot of the apartment, and before you can say something snarky about how late he is, you see the target standing just behind him. Putting on the best smile you can muster up, you run towards him and throw your arms around his neck, kissing the corner of his lips and hoping he doesn’t realize how nervous you are from the proximity. 

“Hey baby, I missed you.” You whisper loud enough for the target to hear, and for a moment, you think that Javier looks at your lips while licking his own. But it’s gone before you can even meditate on it, and just as you think Javier won’t respond to your touches, he wraps one arm around your back and digs his fingers into your skin, leaning down and kissing your neck before shifting his attention to the man witnessing your fake relationship. 

“Don’t be rude cariño, offer the nice man some cookies.” Javier doesn’t realize he’s smirking until he sees the target dragging his eyes down your body. He tightens his grip around your waist, pulling you into his arms a little more possessively that he’d ever care to admit.

“Oh, how silly of me. Would you like some gingerbread cookies? I was so bored waiting for him and baked too many.” You think that Javier is being a little too touchy but you don’t complain, knowing that these moments are the only times you’ll ever get so close to him without raising too many flags that will make him suspect your feelings. 

“I would, sweet thing, but I’m on a special diet. Girlfriend’s orders. Maybe you should watch it with the sweets too.” You know for a fact he’s trying to get under Javier’s skin, but before Javi can respond, you take it upon yourself to defend him. Not bothering to give the agent any warning, you roam your hands down his chest and rest it on his stomach, tapping it a few times before slipping the palm of your hand underneath the edge of his jeans. You’re far from appropriate, but you think this may potentially help distract him long enough for the guy to leave. You just hope he doesn’t bite your head off when the two of you return to the confines of the apartment.

“I don’t know about that, I like him just the way he is…besides, I have a thing for this.” You’re not sure what’s funnier, the man’s awkward reaction to what you just said, or the surprised gasp that escapes Javi’s lips silently as he stares at you with wide eyes while you remove your hand from beneath his jeans and grab his stomach. 

“If you change your mind, there’s plenty to share.” Letting go of Javier, you step into the apartment and drag the DEA agent by his arm, pushing him to the side as you quickly get rid of the target.

“R-right, thanks.” You shut the door and lock it, sighing in relief at the unnecessary encounter before turning towards Javi. You wanted nothing more than to ask him why he was so late tonight, but you realize it may be in your best interest to say nothing since you’ve just crossed a million lines with him. Standing silently against the door, you wait for the onslaught of emotions the man in front of you will surely throw at you, but nothing comes, and when you raise your gaze to look at him, you find him staring at you with an unknown expression. 

He doesn’t blink once, and it’s only when you lower your sight to the floor that you notice a slight bulge against the tight fabric of his jeans. 

“I- I’m sorry.” There’s nothing more you can say, and you pray to the heavens that he sees how genuine you’re being because you’re not sure how you’ll survive the rest of this case if he doesn’t.

“He just got back, so finish up and pick up the surveillance.” His voice is far too calm to your liking, and a twisted part of you thinks it would have been better if he bit your head off instead of speaking in such a low tone. 

“Okay.” You clear your throat and check on the last batch of cookies, not caring for how burnt they look as you take them out and put them beside the other pan. Taking the apron off, you shut the lights of the kitchen and move to the couch beside your colleague. 

You glance at Javier once and find him deep in thought, and before you can stop yourself from blurting out an unnecessary comment, you lean over and grab the headphones off of the table, murmuring a sentiment you knew for a fact was a lie. 

“Could’ve been spending the holidays with my parents instead of this...”

“Listen sweetheart, it’s not like I want to be here either.” Javier snaps at you, the sudden, angry comment making you flinch harder than necessary. You pout at him, completely missing the way he sighs in irritation at the expression on your face. He pushes his own headphones on one ear and shakes his head, hating how hard he still was from your earlier touches. 

“I couldn’t have guessed that at all Peña, at all.” Javier rolls his eyes and tries his best to adjust himself without drawing your attention. He nearly groans out loud when he looks at you and sees your thighs peeking from underneath your skirt. 

Fuck, he really was going to kill Steve when he sees him again. 

“Why don’t you go and-” 

“Shh, wait.” He starts to complain about your attire when you hold out your hand and shush him. The simple, dismissive action makes his blood boil and he’s about to throw the headphones aside and go at it with you again when he realizes why you silenced him. 

“I don’t think they’re a couple.”

The two of you stare at each other as soon as you hear the target’s conversation with his companion. 

“What?”

“I don’t think they’re a real couple.” Your heart begins to race at the claim, and you watch as Javier’s expression changes to one of worry. 

“Why do you say that?” You hear the other man respond, and you push the headphones closer to your ear, afraid he’d reveal something you completely missed while playing along with Javier. 

“Because if she was mine, I’d fuck her every chance I could get.” The comment sends an unwanted shiver down your spine, and you furrow your eyebrows in anger, refusing to make eye contact with Javi out of fear of giving him something he can tease you about.

“So?”

“So, they haven’t fucked once since they moved in. It’s been weeks.” At that, Javier snaps his head at you, making you look at him in return as he shakes his head before covering his face with his hand.

“You think they’re police?” You silently swear at the question, throwing the headphones onto the couch and moving away from the surveillance equipment to pace across the room. 

“Nah, not police. Something more inconvenient.” Javier mirrors your actions and shuts off the mic, throwing his back against the back of the couch and massaging his temples at the new issue he just found himself in. 

“Shit,” he curses out loud, biting his cheek as he sees you walk back and forth across the living room.  

“No wait, we can use this to our advantage.” You stop all of a sudden, staring at him as you weigh your options. You’re not sure if you can share your idea with him, or how he’ll react if you do, but you figure it’s the only way you can get yourselves out of this problem. 

“Come again?” He raises a curious eyebrow at you, sitting up and resting his elbows on his knees in preparation for whatever you’re about to throw at him. 

“Leave again tonight, and I’ll bring him some cookies and stretch out the conversation, maybe tell him that I found out you’ve been cheating on me. He’ll start flirting and we can use that to get whatever information we want.” You motion around with one hand as you place the other on your hips, trying your best to maintain eye contact with him just to gauge his reaction. 

“No.” Javier says almost instantaneously, the firm rejection pulling at your heartstrings more than you thought it ever could.

“What do you mean no? It’s not like I’m actually going to sleep with the guy…although, it probably wouldn’t hurt if he lets his guard down.” You’re thinking out loud to distract yourself from the distaste his response left in your chest, but before you can try and explain yourself again, Javier is standing to his height and approaching you. 

“I said, no.” If his stance isn’t menacing enough, the tone of his voice is, and you’re left wondering why he’s suddenly so adamant on not letting you actively take part in this mission.

“Tone it down Peña, or I’ll think you actually care!” You are sure what you said is far from the truth, but you can’t find it in yourself to accept the intention behind Javi’s words, least of all now when you need to figure out how to look less suspicious. You shake your head at him and grab the gingerbread cookies from the stove, heading towards the door of the apartment to set your plan in motion. 

“Where do you think you’re going?” Javier follows behind you, his anger rolling off of him in waves now that he saw you weren’t planning on listening to him. 

“Like I said, I’ll play along to avoid his suspicions.” You throw back at him, only to nearly drop the tray of cookies when Javier grabs your arm and stops you in your tracks. You look up at him and find his eyes swimming with fury. 

“Let go.” You calmly request, and you watch as his muscles tense even tighter at the way you try to pull free from his hold.

“Javi, let go of my hand.”

“You’re not going anywhere near that pendejo.” You hate how much his assertiveness is turning you on, but you remember quickly that he’s only acting this way just to piss you off even more and not because he genuinely cares for your well-being.

“You’re not my boss, Javi.” You throw the tray of cookies on the table and try to step away from his grasp again but Javier’s grip is tight, and he chuckles at your sad attempts to loosen his hand. 

“Watch your tone, sweetheart.” He knows what he’s doing. He knows he’s pissing you off with every little pet name he throws your way. But the more he teases, the angrier you become, and the harder he gets at knowing that he was the only one who got to see you so wound up. 

“Make me, darling.” You mock in return, knowing that the nicknames got to him as much as they got to you, and before you can even blink, Javi is pushing you back until you slam against the wall. You swallow the lump in your throat at the sudden shift in air around the two of you. Sure enough, Javier has let go of you, but now he was cornering you against his solid, warm body and the cold wall of the strange apartment. You can’t find it in yourself to say anything, not when you were finally getting everything you imagined having with Javi ever since you met him.

“You’re not going out there.” His nose is flaring, and you can’t look away from him, not because he was overwhelming you with his presence, but because you were truly in a haze underneath his gaze. Javier was an attractive man, but when he was angry and impatient, his handsomeness jumped out and strangled everyone in his vicinity. 

“And what if I did? What are you going to do about it?” You’re not sure how you managed to keep your voice in check this close to him, but you wait in silence to see what his next reaction would be. 

Javier takes a deep breath to calm himself, but he feels his cock twitch in his pants when the scent of your perfume and the gingerbread cookies seeps into his nose. He remembers the way you touched him just a few minutes ago, and he tries to remind himself that this was just a lie. His life with you in this apartment was nothing but a ruse. He didn’t belong to you and you sure as hell didn’t belong to him, especially now when you were trying him and telling him all sorts of scenarios where someone else would get to fuck you. 

Javier was not a stupid man, but having lived with you for a couple of weeks now, he’s turned into a fucking clown. You were everywhere, all the goddamn time and he was a simple man, a man who has thought of nothing else but the noises you’d be making when he slid his cock into your cunt. 

Without thinking of the consequences of his actions, Javier drags his hand to the back of your head and tugs at your hair, not giving you a chance to react to his touches as he finally snaps and reaches for your mouth. You make a sound in the back of your throat akin to a groan, and Javier knows then that he’s lost this game a long time ago. He knows he should have walked away and told you to do whatever the fuck you wanted, but now that he knows what your lips taste like, and how melt into his embrace the harder he pulls on your hair and claims your tongue, he can’t find it in himself to regret it. 

He feels your hands slide up his front and rest on his chest, and for a split second, Javier thinks you’re about to slap him and push him away. But when you do neither of these things, he sighs heavily and pushes his body against your own, wanting to feel as much of you against him as possible. 

Tilting your head to the side, Javier slips his tongue into your mouth as soon as you part your lips for him, and before either of you stop to think of what you’re doing, you’re tugging at each other’s clothes and trying moving from the wall towards the bedroom. 

Somewhere in the back of your mind, you know you should ask him why he was suddenly all over you, but you brush the thought aside, not wanting to break whatever spell the two of you were under. As you unbutton his shirt, Javier reaches for your skirt and pushes it down your thighs, hands going straight to your ass and squeezing it hard. 

The sound of glass breaking stops the two of you in your journey towards the bedroom, and you break the kiss to see what just happened only to feel Javier wrap his arms around you as he loses his balance and falls backward. 

“Oh fffuck-”

“What the h-”

You shut your eyes as you look behind Javier and realize what was happening, bracing yourself for whatever bruises that were about to form. But Javier is much quicker than you and he makes sure he’s shielding you from the sharp ornaments and lit lights as the two of you fall. It all happens so quickly that neither of you have time to figure out how this happened, and when it all settles down, you open your eyes to check and make sure that Javier wasn’t hurt. 

“Are you okay?” You spit out the fake snow and leaves that stuck to your lips, and try to get up from Javi, only to feel his hand push you into his chest and keep you there.

“FUck, that hurt. Don’t- don’t move. There’s glass everywhere and you’re-” He points awkwardly at your feet and your naked legs, and you find it endearing that he’s embarrassed to look at you now when he was nearly shoving his hands underneath your panties not a second ago. 

Neither of you move for a few minutes, and when you swipe the broken lights and snow away from his chest as he slowly gets his senses back. You’re afraid to look at him, unsure of what you’ll find in his eyes now that the two of you were properly violently pulled out of your little fantasy. 

“Are you alright baby? You hurt anywhere?” His voice is honey to your ears, and you nod at him, unsure of how your voice will sound if you attempt to speak now. Grabbing your waist, Javier holds onto you tightly as he slowly slides away from the fallen tree and the broken ornaments and lights, wincing in pain when he rests his hand on the floor and feels glass digging into his skin. You try to reach for him to see it but he shakes his head, wanting to make sure that you’re nowhere near the mess before he looks at his wounds. 

You’re not sure what to think of the DEA Agent now, but you know that whatever happens after tonight, you’d tell him how you feel and let him decide what he wants from you. 

As soon as you’re away from the mess, Javier lets go of you and checks his hands to see what the damage is. He’s surprised when you maneuver yourself around until you’re sitting in his lap and taking his hand in yours. His heart stops when he looks down and sees your nearly naked body straddling his thighs and nearly touching his still hard cock. 

You examine the palm of his hand slowly, checking to see if there are any pieces of glass in his hand or if they just created indentations in his skin. When you don’t find any major cut, you look into his eyes and ask him again if he’s okay. 

“Does this hurt?” You softly graze his hand with your fingers, and Javier doesn’t dare to look away from you, shaking his head as you continue to massage the irritated area. 

Without thinking much of how ridiculous you look, you bring his hand to your mouth and slowly kiss along the lines on the palm of his hand, not breaking eye contact with him as you ensure to leave a sweet kiss on every inch of his skin. With each little peck, Javier feels his heart ready to explode out of his chest, and when you’re done, he wishes he was genuinely cut so you can continue to kiss him. 

“Please don’t go.” He’s not sure why he feels the need to request this now, and he expects you to argue with him again, but unlike earlier, you shake your head and smile at him. 

“I won’t.”

Knowing that it was now or never, he leans over and takes your lips in a chaste kiss, one that was less hurried and crazed than a few minutes ago. 

“I’m not good with words querida, but I can’t let you go.” He whispers against the corner of your mouth, shuddering against you when you smile and lean into him more, arms going around his neck to force him closer into your neck. 

“Then don’t Javi.”

Fewer words pass between the two of you as you move to the bedroom, but by the end of the night, you’re sure that there was nowhere else you’d rather be than right in that small, strange apartment. 

[pedrostories]

❄️ PedroStories Secret Santa event 2023 ❄️

Thank you again for participating in PedroStories’ second Secret Santa event! We hope this event gave you some joy this holiday season! 💙

Special shoutout to our pinch hitters: @gasolinerainbowpuddles who jumped in later to help us out and @katiexpunk & @taro-666 for taking on two prompts! 🥰

Additional shoutout for Santa's little helpers who made sure this event stayed on track: @userdjarin, @wannab-urs, @chronically-ghosted, @oogaboogasphincter & @pedrorascal

You can find all the works published by the participants below the cut!

MASTERLIST

* - Mature/Explicit work

VISUAL ART

Joel Miller banners - from amongtlou to tempestuous-lush

Dieter Bravo fanart - from taro-666 to mysterious-moonstruck-musings

FANFICTION

Dieter Bravo

* Tear You Apart - from psychedelic-ink to dark-scape

* The Knight & His Queen - from mysterious-moonstruck-musings to booburry

Run Over By A Reindeer... - from blueeyesatnight to brandyllyn

A Thing for Angels - from miraclesabound to toxicanonymity

Din Djarin

* closure - from javier-pena to quinnnfabrgay-writes

to know the light - from burntheedges to lincolndjarin

* salt water - from 5oh5 to chronically-ghosted

Retrograde - from taro-666 to 5oh5

Ezra

* devour (the entire universe) - from frannyzooey to wannab-urs

* Floating in Space - from 0celesteisthebest0 to julesonrecord

the trembling willows - from sp00kymulderr to djarinmuse

Cross My Heart - from brandyllyn to oonajaeadira

Frankie Morales

Copilot - from frenchiereading to joelmillers-whore

* The Gift is You - from julesonrecord to the-blind-assassin-12

merry christmas, cariño - from joelsflannel to frenchiereading

A Little Christmas Magic - from the-blind-assassin-12 to something-tofightfor

* A love letter to Frankie - from fhatbhabie to prolix-yuy

* Gas, Grass or ASS - from katiexpunk to astroboots

* Routine - from endlessthxxghts to alwaysbethewest

Jack Daniels

* Under Your Skin - from wannab-urs to javier-pena

Stay Close to Me - from alwaysbethewest to iamskyereads

Snakebit - from blueeyesatnight to brandyllyn

Javier Peña

* Under Your Skin - from wannab-urs to javier-pena

* office party - from tieronecrush to flightlessangelwings

* Not So Secret Santa - from lincolndjarin to taro-666

* If We Make It Through December - from lucyeyelesbarrow to tieronecrush

Paperwork - from blueeyesatnight to brandyllyn

Mistletoes in the Moonlight - from 221bshrlocked to undercoverpena

Joel Miller

* it means something - from undercoverpena to joelsflannel

* Joel Miller fanfiction - from tempestuous-lush to sweetercalypso

i've got my love to keep me warm - from thetriumphantpanda to yeollie-plz

* Modern Day Hero - from flightlessangelwings to miraclesabound

* Snow and Mistletoe - from something-tofightfor to burntheedges

The Reason for the Season - from prolix-yuy to psychedelic-ink

Oh, the Wildflowers - from adora-but-ginger to amongtlou

Candlelight - from sweetercalypso to adora-but-ginger

a heart for melting - from joelscurls to thetriumphantpanda

Muffins and Jam - from noisynaia to katiexpunk

* freeze-thaw - from covetyou to oogaboogasphincter

Bookends - from djarinmuse to pascalispretty

Simply Having - from iamskyereads to talaok

* A gentleman - from talaok to lucyeyelesbarrow

* Joel Miller fanfiction - from booburry to fhatbhabie

A Very Miller Christmas - from yeollie-plz to joelscurls

* Nightmare Before Christmas - from katiexpunk to xdaddysprincessxx

* Love Shack - from pascalispretty to sp00kymulderr

* Visions of Sugar Plums - from dark-scape to covetyou

* twin peaks. - from toxicanonymity to endlessthxxghts

* Happily Ever After - from xdaddysprincessxx to frannyzooey

* Cinnamon and Sugar - from gasolinerainbowpuddles to thirtysevenodddogs

* a bowlful of joel-y - from oogaboogasphincter to lisadean

Marcus Moreno

Have Yourself a Moreno Little Christmas - from chronically-ghosted to noisynaia

Marcus Pike

* closure - from javier-pena to quinnnfabrgay-writes

* Procedures to Reach a Common Agreement - from thirtysevenodddogs to 221bshrlocked

Text Me Merry Christmas - from quinnnfabrgay-writes to 0celesteisthebest0

Max Phillips

I'll Leave a Light On For You - from oonajaeadira to artemiseamoon

Pero Tovar

* What the heart wants - from artemiseamoon to blueeyesatnight

* The Cross: The Spirit of the Season - from blueeyesatnight to brandyllyn

dividers by the lovely @saradika-graphics 💙

due to the less than ideal tagging system of tumblr all the participants are tagged in the reblogs

[veethefreeelf]

JAY B Fic Recs

M - Mature (minors DNI) / F - Fluff / A - Angst / HpE - Happy Ending

None of these works are mine, I tagged all the authors, make sure to go to the authors page, like and reblog their works

The Back-Up - one-shot, 12K - by @inyournightmares97 - full Masterlist -> A / F / HpE - not mature but suggestive

The Leading Lady - one-shot, 11.6K - by @inyournightmares97 again because they have amazing works -> F / HpE

Chocolate Eyes - one-shot, 19.5K - by... you guessed it @inyournightmares97 because they write Jaebeom beautifully -> A / F / HpE

DREAMIN' - one-shot, 15K - by yes, again, @inyournightmares97 -> A / F / HpE

Illecebrous - one-shot, 2.9K - by @flurrys-creativity - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

Mistletoes & Christmas sweaters - one-shot, 4.2K - by @flurrys-creativity again, just do yourself a favor and read all their works -> M / F / HpE

Moonlight Café - two-shot, 15.9K - by @milfgyuu - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Wet - one-shot, 8.2K - by @spacequokka - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

Out of this World - one-shot, 11K - by @kpopchangedme - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

mistletoe? oh no! - one-shot, 6.9K - by @wonderlustlucas - full Masterlist -> A / F / HpE

Bad Habit Series by @jae-daddy - full Masterlist - please go through their masterlist, their Jaebeom works are unbelievably good -> M / A / F / HpE

Please mini Series by @jae-daddy again because I ALREADY TOLD YOU THEY ARE AMAZING -> M / A / F / HpE

Vermillion Series (Ongoing) by @flowered-mp3 - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Far From Home Series by @red-exo - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

to kill an empire Series by @ahgaseda - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Fragrances & Lost Fragrances Series by @jj-ktae - full Masterlist -> minor M / A / F / HpE

Erotica Series by @jj-ktae again because their stories are absolutely brilliant -> M / A / F / HpE

HOLIC Series by @taexual - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

What I Wouldn't Give mini Series by @flowerbeom - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Tension - one-shot, 6.6K - by @flowerbeom again because they are a brilliant writer -> M / minor A / F / HpE

Dating Lessons - two-shot, 18.4K - by @parkhabits - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Five Minutes - one-shot, 7.2K - by @parkhabits again because they are an amazing GOT7 writer

Worth Fighting For - one-shot, 5.7K - by @prettywordsyouleft - full Masterlist -> minor M / A / F / HpE

Poets and Parties - one-shot, 5K - by @kpopfanfictrash - full Masterlist -> M / A / F / HpE

Check Your Messages - one-shot - by @kwrittink - full Masterlist -> M / minor A / F / HpE

Taming The Brat Series by @deliriousscenarios - full Masterlist - THIS one is my favorite ever. I've re-read this more times than I can count -> M / A / F / HpE

Before Sunset - one-shot - by @mintjoonlep - full Masterlist -> M / F / HpE

INDEFINITELY Series by @noona-clock - full Masterlist -> A / F / HpE

hypnotic - two-shot, 23.7K - by @tuanhood - full Masterlist - this one is one of my absolute favorites as well -> M / A / F / HpE

[themanicnami]

Invisibility In Witchcraft

Invisibility is something we see in all different types of media for a very long time - superhero comics and movies, Harry Potter book and movie series, fairy tales and lore from several countries. It is one of those powers that even in modern science they have been trying to create true invisible cloaks and armor for military use. Though invisibility in literature and movies is not the same as when we refer to it in witchcraft. So let us talk about this aspect of magic today, a brief history and even some modern day spells.

What is Invisibility Magic?

Invisibility magic is magic of concealing oneself, others, places and objects from detection. As stated above it is not in the literal sense of you vanishing from sight however think of it like a cloaking device - it helps you go unnoticed or makes you less likely to be observed. Of course take this with a grain of salt - magic has its limits. However, an invisibility spell can help you as an additional buffer of protection. Often times, invisibility spells are to ensure special items you have hidden away go undetected such as your grimoire on a bookshelf or sigils of protection scattered about your home, it can also be used for oneself or others to help them travel in safety.

History

Old manuscripts and grimoires dating back to the 1600s have been found describing spells for invisibility. These such spells include chanting, potions and rituals said to help the caster ‘vanish’ from people’s views or travel unseen. One of these manuscripts has been archived if you wish to see it here and another here please keep in mind these are old scripts and may not be safely done today - do your research on ingredients and if they are safe to use modernly.

Though invisibility in witchcraft is a bit harder to dig up, invisibility has a long and rich history in religion, folklore and tales. Many creatures, spirits and persons of lore, legend and story through the centuries are said to vanish without a trace or go unseen by normal people. 

In the cases of witchcraft though it is harder to find information on it, as listed above some old manuscripts were found listing methods of invisibility. Some other methods listed have been carrying the heart of a bat or a toad or frog under one’s garments (or their right arm) can render you harder to detect. Others speak about how black hens and chickens may be related to invisibility by using their feathers as charms. Mercury historically was used as a method to be deemed invisible, with using it to make jewelry or charms a popular method - however perhaps not safe in modern day terms. Another grimoire called “The Second Book of the Secrets of Albertus Magnus” states that wrapping an Ophethalminus stone in a Laurel leaf will render the wielder invisible. What is an Ophethalminus stone? It is commonly accepted and believed he was referring to a Lapis Lazuli stone. 

Correspondences

Of course modern day invisibility calls for more modern day correspondences - to help insure the user and caster are using ingredients that relate to what they seek. Below is a brief list of some correspondences - please research before ingesting or applying anything to the skin. Research possible allergic reactions, side effects and complications of medicinal herbs and plants. Research all stones you use before subjecting them to heat, water or oil.

Plants and Herbs:

Amaranth

Black Hellebore (toxic)

Cherry/Cherry Bark

Chicory

Devil’s Shoestring/Black Haw

Edelweiss

Fern

Heliotrope (toxic)

Henbane (toxic)

Laurel 

Mistletoe

Monkshood

Poppy

Sow’s Thistle

Tansy

Wolf’s Bane (toxic)

Colors:

Black

White

Gray

Lavender

Elements:

Air

Water

Spirit

Crystals and Stones:

Amethyst

Calcite

Lapis Lazuli

Moonstone

Obsidian

Peacock Ore

Silver Topaz

Smokey Quartz

Metals:

Mercury

Silver

Tools and Other Items:

Mirrors (Black Mirrors)

Sigils

Smoke

Black Ink

Toads/Frogs (symbolism)

Bats (symbolism)

Mist and Fog

Wind

Chicken Feathers

Moonlight

Black Candles

Gray Candles

Modern Spells (note some are not mine, they will be sourced and linked to their original posters)

Invisibility Enchantment- Wishful- Seeker

Some Spellcraft for an Invisibility Ring - smoke-weed-and-hail-thor

Air cloaking glamour - thegildedraven

Invisibility Spell to be Forgotten - breelandwalker

Night walking invisibility and protection glamour - magicianmew

(cheap) Invisibility Spells for Anxious Witches - becomingwitchy

Invisibility - Pathfinder inspired Sachet Spell - Mine!

Shadow Usul’s Night Invisibility Glamour Sachet - Mine!

Chameleon Eye Shadow - Totally Spies Spell - Mine!

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[ericshoney]

The Boyz Masterlist

Sangyeon

~  Cat and Mouse (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Happy birthday Mr leader (Oneshot)

~ “Who the fuck put mistletoe here!” (Oneshot)

Jacob

~ Hide and seek (Oneshot) (yandere)

Younghoon

~ Let’s guess baking! (Oneshot)

~ Quickie (Oneshot) (SMUT) (Part 2)

Hyunjae

~Sweet smell (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Not so cocky now (Oneshot) (SMUT)

Juyeon,

~ Fight for your love (Oneshot)

~ Brother!Juyeon (Headcannon)

~ Hands (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ My Hero (Oneshot)

~Sweet smell (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Picture Perfect (Oneshot) (Yandere) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Part 5) (Part 6) (Final)

~ The Model (Oneshot)

Kevin

~ Dark Love (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ "Who are you drawing?" "Ngh- No one!" (Oneshot)

New (Chanhee)

~ Fashionista (Oneshot)

~ Loving friend (Oneshot) (Yandere)

Q, (Changmin)

~ Best friends bro (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ Secret obsession (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Step brother (Oneshot) (Yandere)

Haknyeon

~ "Do you want to build a snowman~" (Oneshot)

Sunwoo

~ Best friends forever (Oneshot)

~ Brother!Sunwoo (Headcannon)

~ Tattoo boy (Oneshot)

~ Silly Kitty (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ Stalker Boy (Oneshot) (Yandere) (Part 2) (Part 3) (Part 4) (Final)

Eric

~ Gentle touch (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ “Hey, I don’t know you but, can you pretend to be my boyfriend?” (Oneshot)

~ A night in (Oneshot) (SMUT)

~ Movie time (Oneshot)

~ The Spy (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Double Trouble (Oneshot)

~ What he doesn't know (Oneshot) (SMUT)

All members

~ Snow day (Oneshot)

~ My professors (Oneshot) (Yandere) (part 2)

~ Their singer (Oneshot) (Yandere)

~ Let’s Play - The Boyz. An eleven member mafia group. Dangerous. Manipulative. Mad as a Hatter. Just a few words to describe the criminals. The police have given up chasing them after many failed attempts. The Boyz being too powerful. What happens when two girls just want a little fun and decide to play some games with the most dangerous mafia? (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ The Bad Boyz - Jade Song is the new girl. She has to face new school with new faces. Most of them are friendly faces but what happens when she gets wrapped up with the schools bad boys and one just happens to catch her eyes. (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ Under the moonlight - In a dark, twisted world of werewolves, four omega friends live out their lives peacefully, just trying to blend in. What happens when the four come across a group of betas and alphas? Throwing them deeper into the dark, dangerous world?  (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ Watch it - Ivy and Storm, two girls who run a small drug business, with the help of a few other friends. What happens when the girls learn that the dangerous, crazy and manipulative mafia group, The Boyz, are being set free from prison? (Masterlist) (Complete)

~ Thrill Ride ~ In which a young girl receives a strange letter and is soon thrown into the world of street racing with some overprotective men. (Masterlist) (Complete)

[cosmicpearlz]

wendesday (tv show)

✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧✩₊˚.⋆☾⋆⁺₊✧

| wednesday addams |

• december chaos

• by the open fire

| ajax petropolus |

• under the mistletoe

• bruised heart

• just you and me

• i heart you

| enid sinclair |

• by the open fire

| xavier thorpe |

• flavored kisses

• baby, it’s cold outside

• at midnight

• pale moonlight

• bruised heart

[ghost-in-the-hall]

Hey everyone! I decided I should probably start a master list of all the fan fiction that I've published so it's a little easier to find them. This Masterlist includes my fics for Powerwolf, Sleep Token, One Piece, Modern Warfare, Ghost and My Hero Academia at the moment. As always requests are always open, or feel free to send me a message just to talk. Enjoy!

Powerwolf Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Powerwolf fics: OPEN

Not So Scary (Matthew Greywolf x GN! Reader FLUFF)

To The Moon and Back (Matthew Greywolf x Fem! Reader) FLUFF DRABBLE

A Weekend Away (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) FLUFF/SMUT

Intensity (Charles Greywolf x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Hopelessly In Love (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader FLUFF) - (SMUT)

Little Devils (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) - FLUFF

Atone (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader x Roel Van Helden) - SMUT

Pancakes For Dinner (Charles Greywolf x Fem! Reader) FLUFF

Ongoing Series...

Dances In The Moonlight (Falk x GN! Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9 - 10 - 11 - 12

Band Of Sisters, Band of Thieves (Medieval Powerwolf x Fem!Princess!Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6

To Have and To Hold (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) - Part 1 - 2 - 3

The Sacrilege Series:

The Confessional (Falk Maria Schlegel x Fem! Reader) SMUT

The Anointing (Matthew Greywolf x Reader) SMUT

Sleep Token Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Sleep Token Fics: OPEN

Distract me (Vessel x Fem! Reader) FLUFF

Ongoing Series...

Fall For Me (Poly! Sleep Token x Fem! Reader) Part 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5 - 6 - 7 - 8 - 9

Modern Warfare Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Modern Warfare fics: CLOSED

The Mouse and The Bear - König x GN! Reader FLUFF

🎃•Kinktober•🎃

Day 1 : Size Kink (Roel x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 2 : Body Worship (Terzo x GN! Reader SMUT)

Day 3: Primal Play (Falk x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 4: Bondage (Mountain x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 5: Edging (Falk x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 6: Massage (Dew x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 7: Threesome (Falk x Fem! Reader x Phantom SMUT)

Day 8: Aphrodisiacs (Primo x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 9: Lingerie (Charles x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Day 10: Sensory Deprivation (III x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Kinktober Day 13: Car Sex (Falk x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Ghost Fan Fiction Masterlist

Requests for Ghost fics: CLOSED

Distractions (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Fast Food and Confessions (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Moment of Just Letting Go (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF)

I Want (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Spooky (Swiss x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Halloween One Shots (Ghouls and Papa's x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Drunken Confessions (Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF Thanksgiving Special)

Separated (Mountain x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Sleepless Nights (Aether x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Dance With Me (Terzo x Reader FLUFF)

Mistletoe Mini One Shots!

Decorating the Tree (Copia x GN! Reader FLUFF)

One Stormy Evening (Secondo x Fem! Reader SMUT)

Ghost Valentine's Day Drabbles

Fresh Paint (Secondo x Fem!Wife!Reader) FLUFF

Strawberries (Terzo x Fem!Reader SMUT)

Slow (Phantom x GN! Reader FLUFF)

Flowers (Phantom x GN! Reader) FLUFF

On going series...

I Believe (Terzo x GN! Reader) - 1 - 2 - 3 - 4 - 5

Marrying the Papa's - Terzo x GN! Reader FLUFF - Part 1: The Confession

Under The Black Flag - Copia x Fem! Reader Pirate AU

My Hero Academia Fan Fiction Masterlist

(A/N: I only write for characters that are 18+ in this fandom)

Requests for My Hero fics: CLOSED

My Girl - (Fatgum x Fem! Reader) SMUT

One Piece Fan Fiction Masterlist

(I'm still super super early on in this show, I'm sure how I write these characters is going to change over time, but I can't help myself lol)

Current Arc: Water 7

Requests for One Piece fics: OPEN FOR CERTAIN CHARACTERS

I Swear (Sanji x OC!Anastasia FLUFF)

[writingsbychlo]

BLURBS

✧ Avoidance ✧ Be Yours ✧ Gossip ✧ Head in The Stars

FICS

✧ Lazy Sundays ✧ False Confessions ✧ When You Hold Me ✦ How We Survive ✧ By Moonlight ✦ Under Violet Skies ✦ Focus | Unwind ✧ Midnight ✧ Cupcake ✧ What Happens In Velaris

SERIES

✤ Under The Mistletoe ✤ Make You Stronger ✤ Love and Other Weapons (coming soon!!) - Modern!AU ✤ Sweet Like Sugar

[iibonniee]

Welcome to Bonnie's 2023 Monsta x 24 Days 'Till Christmas! Below are the stories to come for December which includes both fluff and soft smut! A link can be found here if you would like to be tagged! I'll also be taking part in K-Vanity's Christmas event! So there will be some Christmas drabbles in between!

⸺ Shownu

Underneath the Mistletoe

Warnings: friends to lovers trope, fluff

Summary: Every Christmas without fail the members always pick an unsuspecting victim for the mistletoe. This year their target was their loving leader, Hyunwoo and Y/N. What could possibly go wrong?

⸺ Wonho

Secret Santa

Warnings: friends to lovers trope, fluff

Summary: Secret Santa is always fun amongst friends, right? Not this year. Not when she picked Hoseok.

⸺ Minhyuk

A Flight Later

Warnings: strangers to lovers, fluff, smut, unprotected sex

Summary: Y/N finds herself in a race against time, barely managing to catch her flight, only to be stopped by the unanticipated arrival of a snowstorm. With all flights on hold, she opts to find shelter in a nearby hotel. Thanks to an unexpected mishap by the hotel's staff, she's given a choice - share her lodging with an irresistibly attractive stranger or brave the storm to find alternative accommodation.

⸺ Kihyun

Secret Admirer

Warnings: friends to lovers trope, fluff

Summary: The countdown to Christmas has begun, a festive calendar ticking off 24 days of unexpected presents. With every passing day, Y/N finds herself sinking deeper into a whirlpool of intrigue and frustration, her curiosity piqued, constantly wondering who her secret admirer really is.

⸺ Hyungwon

 Let’s Meet Under the Moonlight 

Warnings: fluff, smut, unprotected sex, oral (male receiving)

Summary: Hyungwon was allowed to be nervous. After all, he was finally meeting his girlfriend’s parents after three years.

⸺ Jooheon

A Year of Firsts

Warnings: fluff, smut, unprotected sex, oral (both receiving)

Summary: 2030 was their year of firsts. Their first time saying "I love you" after 4 years of being best friends, their first place together, their first Christmas together. We can't forget the first time they burnt their Christmas dinner together.

⸺ Changkyun

Just Like Old Times

Warnings: ex!changkyun, angst, smut, oral (fem receiving)

Summary: Everything always seemed to work against Y/N. Just like the snowstorm that picked up badly just inches away from her ex's apartment. What makes it even worse is that they say this is the worst snowstorm yet. Hopefully they were lying.

[lixzey]

the start of everything

note: starts in 2016, where they are both 14.

1: young half bloods 

2: newbie

3: luke castellan learns a valuable lesson (he gets distracted, most of the time)

4: Annabeth attends a fashion show (and realizes it isn’t for her)

5: capture the flag (and her attention, if possible)

6: strawberry fields, wildflowers, and annoying boys

7: prank wars and unsuspecting victims

8: punishments and prayers

9: luke, the big stupid idiot

10: Oh, I don't know why she's just my type

11: Stay away from me. Don’t look at me. Don’t even breathe the same air as me.

12: I can't believe that I have to put up with your annoying face all year.

13: snowball fight, cabin ten versus cabin eleven

14: the more you hate, the more you love

15: capture the flag: luke led us to victory!

16: smores and chores

17: cheeseburgers and barbies

18: to charm the charmer

19: luke tries forging, gardening, and poetry (failing miserably)

20: pleas, bargains, and bets

21: She doesn’t like surprises. Do you really want another black eye?

becoming friends and more

22: a letter from dear old daddy

23: daddy issues ft mommy issues

24: hide and seek with the harpies

25: your house is haunted

26: somehow, he knew

27: nobody’s son, nobody’s daughter

28: christmas getaways, new york city, and secret glances

29: new years, new beginnings

30: back to camp

31:  sparring, smiles, and sweet talks

32: a field trip to olympus and look alikes

33: my girl

34: moonlight rendezvous

35: steal my girl

36: a picnic and eavesdropping siblings

37: grouchy 

38: she is beauty, she is grace, and she will punch you in the face

39: Maya starts junior year

40: you?

41: popcorn, movies, and slushies 

42: I’m a feminist, obviously. But, I wouldn’t really mind him savin’ me and I know that I’m fine without a man but I think I would like his protection.

43: sweet sixteen

44: with you I'd dance in a storm, in my best dress, fearless

45: hot cocoa, longing glances, and mistletoes

46: wanna bet?

47: school is boring, wanna go somewhere?

48: camp

49: rumor has it

50: the best swordsman at camp and a furious maya williams

51: i’ve never heard silence quite this loud

52: capture the flag: a great way to destress - cabin five, probably

53: thin white lies

54: that brainless idiot

55: jealousy, jealousy

56: patience wearing thin

57: oblivious idiots and chris gets twenty drachmas richer 

58: confrontation drama 

59: You are in love!

60: stupid cupid, stop picking on me!

61: everyone wants him, that was my crime

62: I'm so in love with you and I hope you know

63: give me something that’ll haunt me when you’re not around

64: interventions, stubborn idiots, and annoying siblings

65: somebody to you

66: don’t take it personal, but personally you’d be better with somebody like me

67: i think it’s time i lay my heart out on the line

established relationship: 

68: i once believed love would be black and white, but it’s golden

69: in a world of boys, he’s a gentleman

70: you with the dark curls, you with the watercolor eyes

71: take a look at my girlfriend, she’s the only one i got 

72: to be young and in love in new york city

73: fight so dirty, but you love so sweet.

74: Luke, the lovesick idiot

75: your hand fits in mine like it’s made just for me

76: promises sealed with a kiss under the velvet sky

77: golden apples and worries

78: pain of words

79: quest blues

80: iris messages and nightmares

81: stupid quest, stupid apples, stupid dragon

82: birthday blues and special surprises

83: i fell in love with a careless man’s careful daughter

84: darkness inside 

85: christmas traditions

86: i want to wear his initial on a chain ‘round my neck

87: devil in disguise

88: all of the city lights never shine as bright as your eyes

89: i love the way you’re screaming my name

90: valentines day

91: some days, you're the best thing in my life. sometimes when I look at you, i see my wife

92: love languages

93: demigod pick up service

94: across my memory

95: monsters

96: four walls and a roof

97: closets and radios

98: peanut butter and jelly sandwiches, cookies, and kool aid

99: pent up anger

100: dance around the living room, lose me in the sight of you

101: on with the quest

102: Drew

103: all i did is try my best, this the kind of thanks i get? 

104: only an angel, never a god

105: and in the middle of my chaos, there was you

106: touch her and i’ll break your neck

107: if anybody hurts you, i’m going to prison for life

108: legal age, baby!

109: I can't keep my hands to myself. I mean I could, but why would I want to?

110: prom dances and birthday cakes

111: I've loved you three summers now, honey, but I want 'em all

112: big blue house 

113: great to be back

114: peace and quiet

115: orders from the pit

116: makeshift prom

117: Can I have this dance?

118:  handsome, you’re a mansion with a view

119: cockblockers—nope, I mean kids.

120: amorous activities in the armory

121: suspiciously quiet

122: Happy birthday! You can finally get arrested!

123: the winter solstice

124: meddling cocky son of a bitch

125: don’t be suspicious. 

126: nightmares

127: if you’re tired, you can lay your head on my lap

128: lazy day, cuddles, and kisses

129: she looks so perfect

130: until we’re gray and old

131:  just normal days

132: A prophecy

taglist:

@mischiefmoons @lilmaymayy @iliketopgun @pleasingregulus

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2023 Shinra Holiday Party Prompts

Shinra Holiday Party is an annual Final Fantasy VII event to celebrate the winter holidays with our favorite Shinra Personnel, be it Turks, SOLDIERs, or board members!  Here is this winter's prompt list.  Hopefully they inspire something fun!

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Dec 15 || Day 1. Gift exchange, peaceful, decorate. Dec 16 || Day 2. Snowing in the tropics, freezing, moonlight. Dec 17 || Day 3. Snowed in, coming home, baking. Dec 18 || Day 4. Mistletoe, snowball, cider (or eggnog or mulled wine). Dec 19 || Day 5. Gloves, winter in Icicle, sparkling lights. Dec 20 || Day 6. Hogging the blankets, forgotten trinkets, traditions. Dec 21 || Day 7. Office party, solstice, confession.

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Reminders: Any time frame is acceptable!  So, pre-canon, Ever Crisis, Before Crisis, Crisis Core, Original Game, Remake, Advent Children, Dirge of Cerberus, or post-canon fics are all welcome!

Prompts may be done in any order or combination.

Works must be tagged with the #2023shinraholidayparty tag (or @shinraholidayparty must be pinged) to be featured on the event blog.

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