#sv secret Santa

[fangyymusic]

What was I supposed to feed your dog again??

Art exchange event piece that I did for someone in the Starshine Valley Discord server!

[haxo-wolfie]

under the mistletoe.

[theultimateultimateweapon]

I planned to have all my December projects done by the 20th since I'm working all the way up until Christmas. My personal deadline was to have them done by the 15th so that after those weekend shifts I could have a few days to rest or catch up if needed before that.

Well, I'm almost done with the last project. Maybe I underestimated how long these would take, but it looks like I'm gonna get a nice sweet rest 😅

[tykogi-tower]

There will be a couple of pieces in the next couple of days that will feature stuff from Scarlet/Violet.

[loganslowdown4]

Hey! So I was thinking about LilyPadton’s stardew-inspired inventory page in SvS: Redux and decided to find all the Easter eggs! Here’s Part 1 of the whole lot! Check it out! (I’m gonna have to split this in 2 because of all the pics so keep an eye out for part 2!)

(Also did I mention how much I love the attention to detail in this show? Hah��)

1. Patton's Cat Onesie!

2. Tuna Fish Cans (278? oh my god)

3. Tennis Rackets (2)

4. Candle (for wax fingers)

5. Safety Goggles

(all required to play Patton-Cake)

6. Virgil's Secret Santa Gift (hand drawn card)

7. Patton's first Xmas sweater

8. A Cookie (and a second cookie)

9. Watson's cap

10. Watson's scarf

(plus that dollar Patton found in his pocket? Is that all the money (earnings) he has?)

More in Part 2!

[esmereldapearl]

I feel like Roman is made out to be someone who just hurts peoples feelings, is rude and doesnt care about others- only himself, in the fandom.

I’m not going to excuse him being unnecessarily mean to Virgil or Logan at the start, but I do think he’s realized how it wasn’t okay. It could’ve been where Patton took the moral lead and Roman followed suit, saying mean things towards people Patton says aren’t good people. When someone tells you something isn’t good, you’re likely to immediately trust that and be over-critical of their flaws. That seems to be the case with Virgil, with Logan it’s probably because Logan shuts down every idea of Roman’s. Neither of these are excuses, but an explanation. He has apologized to both of them, very sincerely.

With Janus, he did like him at first. Janus was playing into what Roman really wanted, the callback. He played into his insecurities too it seems, saying how he liked the new outfits;

Roman: “Ugh, I hate this guy and his creepy snake face. However, he is very kind”

Janus: “Love the new outfit Roman.”

Roman is afraid of failure, it’s hinted at in a way in Accepting Anxiety when he starts getting anxious. To have someone tell you that something you helped with is good, will make them feel better and less anxious about failing in the moment or from then on. When someone compliments you, sometimes they will stick for a while because it was something that lifted you up when you probably needed it. Janus however, seemed to be using it to his own advantage. Virgil knew this I think, because Janus tried to do it with him too but he shot that down quickly.

Roman felt inclined to trust him since he was on his side while everyone else was not. Janus in SVS says how he doesn’t have to flatter Roman anymore, he has what he needed. I would talk about his relationship with Remus, but I don’t have enough information to piece together what might’ve happened.

In reality, Roman cares a lot more about his friends than what meets the eye. You can see this in the Secret Santa’s when he made Logan Sherlock fanfiction since he knew Logan liked it, and when he had Janus, he still picked something nice for him. He put thoughts into the gifts he gets people. With Virgil, he called him brave and they’ve became closer, most likely because they understand each-others pain.

I might add onto this later, my brain just isn’t working.

[stardust-falling]

stardust_falling 2023-24 Gift and Giveaway Fics Masterpost!

While SVLPO has been on hiatus, I've participated in several gift exchanges and also written three fics for a follower milestone giveaway, so I decided I would go ahead and list them all in one big post!

SV Summer Solstice Exchange:

Mirror's Reflection

Pairing: Shen Jiu/&PIDW!Native Shen Yuan Rating: M (read warnings!) Length: 63k

After killing his cruel shifu at the Immortal Alliance Conference, Shen Jiu rejects Yue Qingyuan’s attempts to bring him to safety and flees the conference. By chance, while fleeing the cultivation world’s pursuit of Wu Yanzi’s accomplice, he happens to run into a boy who shares his face and surname. This boy, Shen Yuan, is nothing like Shen Jiu— he’s the third young master of a wealthy family, who has lived his life without a single moment of hardship, and spends his days reading novels and daydreaming about traveling the world. Shen Jiu, jealous of his double’s easy life, is surprised and a bit baffled to find that Shen Yuan is discontent with living his life safely inside the walls of his family’s manor, and even a bit jealous of Shen Jiu’s ability to go where he pleases and do what he wishes without worrying about his family’s reputation or concerns. After Shen Jiu is mistaken for the lookalike by members of Shen Yuan’s own household, he proposes an solution: that the two switch places, letting Shen Jiu live Shen Yuan’s comfortable, idle life while the other boy travels the world.

SV Winter Solstice Exchange:

Basic Instincts

Pairing: Gen Luo Binghe & Sha Hualing & Mobei-jun, background Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu Rating: T Length: 5k

Keeping the demon world from collapsing into shambles isn't an easy task. Sometimes, Sha Hualing needs to let out a bit of pent-up tension with a nice friendly brawl against her fellow rulers.

QiJiu Secret Santa Exchange:

The Weight of a Promise

Pairing: Yue Qingyuan/Shen Jiu (pre-slash) Rating: M (read warnings!) Length: 27k

Yue Qi made a promise, and he will do whatever it takes to keep it-- even if he nearly destroys himself in the process.

At Cang Qiong Mountain's sword trials, Yue Qi rashly draws the ancient, powerful Xuan Su sword from Wan Jian Peak. He hopes that such a powerful weapon will give him the strength he needs to rescue and protect the friend he left behind, but when the backlash of a failed sword bond nearly costs him his life, he learns that impulsive decisions can have far-reaching consequences.

SV System Server CNY Exchange:

Counterfeit Jade

Pairing: Luo Binghe/Shen Qingqiu, referenced Yue Qingyuan/Shen Jiu Rating: M (non-explicit sex) Length: 11k

Shen Qingqiu would have been perfectly content to live the rest of his life as Shen Qingqiu, thank you very much. Unfortunately, the system had other ideas. It seemed that Shen Qingqiu— no matter which soul had donned this persona— was doomed to have the secrets of his past dragged out into the open and laid bare for everyone to see.

100-Follower Milestone Giveaway:

Twists of Fate

Pairing: Shang Qinghua/Shen Jiu (pre-slash) Rating: T Length: 8k

Airplane Shooting Towards the Sky's one goal as Shang Qinghua is to live as long and comfortably as possible in this world-- and to that end, he has resolved to stay as far away from the scum villain, Shen Qingqiu, as he possibly can, since nothing good could come from that association. Now, if only the two of them could stop being sent out on missions together!

Unfortunately, when someone makes a mistake, it's usually left to the two of them to clean it up-- and sometimes, Shang Qinghua can't help but be reminded of some of his own mistakes that can't be untangled so easily.

Two Birds

Pairing: Yue Qingyuan/Shen Jiu (pre-slash) Rating: T Length: 5k

Newly-ascended peak lords Yue Qingyuan and Shen Qingqiu are still adjusting to their new roles. When they attend a meeting for the upcoming Immortal Alliance Conference, Yue Qingyuan notices that his shidi is very tense, and he resolves to do what he can to ease his mind.

An Unlikely Mediator

Pairing: Yue Qingyuan/Shen Jiu Rating: T Length: 5k

Shen Qingqiu and Yue Qingyuan find a stray kitten while out on a mission and decide to bring it back to Cang Qiong Mountain. This makes all the difference.

OR

The unstoppable force of Qijiu's Communication Issues meets the immovable object of Cat-Induced Inertia.

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Thank you to everyone who reads, comments, & gives kudos, and I look forward to another year of writing!

[an-organized-confusion]

My Fave SaSi Physical Comedy Moments

I'm writing this while debating on whether I want to find .gifs for all these moments (and .gif the moments I couldn't find.)

Incorrect Quotes - Patton running with that gd table

Excepting Anxiety - Logan throwing the [prop] laptop at C!Thomas

Crofters Musical - Logan.EXE has stopped responding. AND Logan popping the jam jar lid at C!Thomas's face.

SvS - Logan being so far away in the corner of the courtroom, framed hella tiny (this is mostly just scene-blocking silliness but great.)

DWIT - Roman muttering nonsense on the floor, dazed (AND/OR the moment when Remus absolutely wasted him.)

WTIT - Just... everything about this one, man. The paddle, dunce cap, and stabbings killed me, man. (Also all the prop/set disasters in the bloopers.)

FWSA - The trash bin dive

Return of the Jam - Virgil RADICALLY eating shit

5 Year Anniversary - Remus's Acceptance and Praise (and what actual props were used for that shot.)

Wes Anderson - Virgil just booking it away from the camera

Secret Santa - Janus getting bitch-slapped. I'm sorry. But It's true.

More TBD...

[olivine-ocean]

Tagged by @explosionguts for this game so…

Last Song: Moonlight On the River was the last track to play for the night on my current playlist

Currently watching: was part way through rewatching Ted Lasso this week before the wifi died, will be going back when I can

Three Ships: uhhh I have no clue but first ones to come to mind r Elihec (Eliwood x Hector, FE7), Metadede (Meta Knight x King Dedede, Kirby series), and uhhh Vergil x Therapy. Have not been like having a lot of shipping brain as of late I suppose?? Vergil needs a therapist tho.

First Ship: uhhh fuck if I remember… smth from a book I read as a kid and got into decently like Percy Jackson or H^rry P*tter. But to give an actual answer, shout out to Stucky (Steve x Bucky, MCU) for being like the first ship I was really into tho aside from whatever self ship shenanigans middle school me was up to.

Favorite Color: Blue and maybe more that like blue green blue, is it teal? Turquoise? Something??? Idk but somewhere in blue

Currently Consuming: Mallomars, they r good

Currently Working On: Pokemon SV DLC, some secret Santa stuff, maybe some fic snippets I’ll never actually publish as usual

Relationship Status: single and not looking for anything romantic, aro ace in me says nah but QPR perhaps

Last Movie: I actually couldn’t tell you, maybe FNAF movie in theaters. Legit don’t think I’ve sat and watched a movie in like a month or two.

Uh tagging people right?

Feel free to ignore if you don’t wanna but..

@the-magic-thief @smoothiekins @blue-haired-heathen @coupleoffruits @seemlikeapercy

Not sure who else to tag so if I missed you feel free to @ me in ur response

[random-husky]

Working on sv secret Santa and I finally got to flat colors!

[bellejolras]

Hello, it's your Secret Santa.

I shall not be posting early for my gift would give me away too soon.

10 days to go...

In the meantime, https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Sv-BxH3SVS8 <3

🥹🥹🥹 this is gonna pull me through the end of the week, which is otherwise full of writing & grading, through the power of love

[enbystede]

I’m so terribly sorry this is late!! This time of the year is always busy, you know? I just got side-tracked. Here is my (late) gift for @dineshgilfoyle for the Silicone Valley Winter Gift Exchange! Thanks to @carrot-gallery for setting it up!

So here you go, Len! Hope you enjoy!

—–

Dinesh wanted to stay. He really, really wanted to stay. But that wasn’t what they did after they were together. Gilfoyle wasn’t really the type to want to cuddle after sex. Dinesh was, though. Sex was totally great and everything, but he missed the good old fashioned feeling of cuddling up to someone at night. It was secretly one of his favourite things, though admitting that would probably lead to a never ending cycle of teasing that he didn’t want to deal with.

“See you tomorrow.” Gilfoyle said in his never changing monotone as Dinesh got up to leave. “Uh, yeah. Bye.” He replied awkwardly, not really sure how to navigate this not-really-a-relationship-but-also-kinda-a-relationship-but-not-really. He wished he knew how to ask for what he wanted here, but he honestly had no clue on how to approach it.

XXXXX

Without any warning, Richard walked out of his room one morning with a bunch of wrapped presents. He silently handed them all a package each, then just stood there awkwardly wringing his hands. “I, uh, I know not all of you do Christmas, and we haven’t really done anything the last few years, but my parents always taught me that the holidays were more about, uh, spreading joy to, uh, the uh, the people you… care about, or, yeah. That’s what I mean, not going back on that. Things haven’t… been very joyful. Things have been really shit, actually, super shit, and I kinda missed assigning presents. So, happy holiday of your choice.”

Richard slumped down into his seat with a blush once he finished stuttering through his speech. Jared was beaming, already carefully pulling at the tape, Bighead was just ripping at it like a kid, and Gilfoyle was eyeing his with curiosity. With a glance back at Richard, he started tearing at his own paper, only to stop when Bighead let out a wild “Yes!” and jumped up to hug Richard tightly. “I’ve been looking for this for ages! How’d you know?!” “Every time you see a pop vinyl in the shops or advertised online you go: ‘Oh man, I’d love to have the sharknado pop figure’, Bighead.” “Oh, yeah. And you got me the first three movies, we’re so doing a marathon.”

Jared let out a happy little gasp, a bundle of bird documentaries and new knitting needles now sitting on his desk. “Oh, Richard, thank you! I haven’t been able to find this series in years, and you remembered what I said about my needles! This is wonderful, thank you so much.” Jared gushed enthusiastically. Richard was turning darker and darker shades of red, mumbling off the thanks and staring down at his lap.

“What the fuck.” Gilfoyle said, interrupting Jared’s continued thanks. He levelled Richard with a look of shock, his eyes slightly wider than normal. “This is a first edition of my fav- a very good book. First of all, how do you know this is a good book and how the hell did you get your hands on a first edition?” He asked, voice rather sharp. “You, uh, mentioned it once when you were drunk. Really drunk. Someone said something and you asked then if they were quoting it, they said no, and then you got pissed off at them for not even knowing what the book was.” Richard explained, only glancing towards Gilfoyle once, still mostly staring at his lap.

Dinesh remembered that night. He was the one who had accidentally quoted the book, and it led to him and Gilfoyle having sex for the first time. To him leaving after for the first time. The night that had been his downfall in terms of him falling in love with his best friend, without that night, he wouldn’t be in this situation. Getting sex regularly, while simultaneously being touch starved and in love with someone who didn’t love him back.

Shaking those thoughts away, he opened up his own present, confused by the printed out google maps page at first, but noticing the book underneath. It was a cookbook, written in Urdu, and directions to a marketplace that was open every weekend with Middle East and Asian stores. Dinesh knew the conversation that led to this present, the way he complained that 'Middle Eastern’ take out never compared to his mothers cooking, but he only knew the spices in Urdu, his mother never shared the full recipe anyway. He hadn’t thought Richard had been listening, he’d been typing away at his computer, humming slightly in a seemingly fake reply every time he paused.

Before he could get over the shock and thank the man, he was pulled out of his seat by a surprisingly strong grip. Bighead dragged himself and Gilfoyle around the table and piled them onto Richard, then took Jared’s hand and pulled him into the group too. Now they were all just standing there, hugging, and normally he would just pull away and make some joke about not being gay, but it felt so fucking nice. Dinesh wanted this, some freedom from his starvation for just a little while. To his surprise, Gilfoyle didn’t pull away either, and it was Richard who did first, his mind and body taken all the physical affectation he could handle at the moment (and if Dinesh stayed under Gilfoyle’s arm a moment or two longer, that was no one’s business).

Dinesh had forgotten that Richard was a good guy, that he’d just been twisted by this cruel and unforgiving town into what he was now. At heart, Richard was a good guy, even if he was a bit of a genius idiot. But this, putting thought and dedication into getting something each of his friends would enjoy just for the sake of it? That was the Richard that wanted a music search engine so people couldn’t claim copyright on new music by new artists. That was the real, untwisted Richard. It was a shame what this place and these people had done to him.

XXXXX

Dinesh hadn’t worked in a kitchen for several years now, but it was simple enough to recreate his mother’s actions once he knew where everything was (with only a little bit of guidance from Jared). The pre loved Urdu cookbook had handwritten suggestions and extra recipes scribbled in and Dinesh adored it. Gilfoyle walked in just as he was ready to plate up, and he smiled over at him. “You want to join me?” He invited easily, already serving up two plates. Gilfoyle stabbed a fork into a piece of food and tried it, then shrugged and sat down at the bench.

They ate in silence for a while, then Gilfoyle started up a conversation about work. Their usual back and forth banter felt slightly different, less biting more… familiar. The words were the same, but the tone was gentler. Bighead interrupted them, looking sheepish about it, grabbing a few drinks from the fridge. “Jay and I are gonna take Richie out back, try and get him to destress a bit. You’re welcome to join us, or if you’d rather not, I’ll try and keep everyone out there for a while so you can… do whatever you want.” He smiled, grabbing some extra drinks before heading for the backyard.

Dinesh and Gilfoyle both blinked, glancing towards each other as Bighead left, Dinesh feeling his cheeks heat up. “How can he be so smart and yet so stupid at the same time?” Gilfoyle pondered aloud, finishing off the last of the meal before standing to grab a drink. “Want to head out there? Winding down doesn’t sound like a half bad idea.” “Sure.” Dinesh nodded, deliberately not touching the other man as he grabbed his own drink and followed him outside.

Richard was leaning against Jared’s shoulder, Bighead on Richard’s other side gently rubbing his arm, the three of them leaning against the burnt remains of the palapa. Jared gave them a smile and a wave, and Dinesh did his best to swallow an emotional wave of want and jealously. A hand grabbed his shoulder, making him look up in confusion at Gilfoyle who didn’t respond, just quietly led him over to where the others were sitting.

They were so close. Sides touching from shoulder to knee, still just far enough apart that if they got any closer only then would it feel deliberate. It was slowly killing Dinesh, so close to having what he wanted, but still so terribly far away from it all. His only small comfort was knowing he wasn’t the only one, both Bighead and Jared staring at the man between them the same way he privately looked at Gilfoyle while Richard remained oblivious to them both. They all sat drinking together in silence, a comfortable silence where they all simply lived in the moment instead of trying to make a moment happen.

XXXXX

When it started getting too cold outside (it was December), they piled into the house. Jared started making cocoa for them all, Bighead setting up a movie while they set themselves up on different chairs. Gilfoyle placed himself on the two-seater, looking up at Dinesh for a moment before gesturing to join him. Dinesh glanced back at the other three, but they were wrapped up in themselves, so he sat.

They started off the same way they’d been in the backyard, just far away enough for it to not be weird. Then Gilfoyle shifted to put his cup down, and when he moved back, he was closer to Dinesh. His skin tingled with warmth where he was pressed against Gilfoyle, his heart pounding so loudly in his chest he was sure the others must hear it. Instead of mentioning it though, Richard just fell asleep on Bighead’s shoulder, Jared’s arms around his waist.

An explosion happened onscreen, shocking Dinesh out of his head and further into Gilfoyle. The bearded man chuckled while Dinesh sighed. “Didn’t think you could scare so easily.” Gilfoyle teased, wrapping an arm around his shoulders. Dinesh froze for a moment, but relaxed into the embrace. “I just wasn’t paying attention.” He replied, trying to let a hint of annoyance show through even though he wasn’t really. “I’m well aware of how oblivious you are.” Gilfoyle muttered, in such a way Dinesh didn’t think he was meant to hear. It could be dealt with later.

XXXXX

Dinesh moaned into Gilfoyle’s mouth, pushing his shirt off his shoulders, every part of them itching to get closer together. When they pulled apart for air, and for Gilfoyle to take his shirt off, Dinesh thought for some reason this was the perfect time to bring up that comment. “What did you mean about me being oblivious?” He asked, then instantly regretted it. Gilfoyle stopped, Dinesh’s shirt still in his hands as he stared for a few moments before dropping it with a sigh.

“It means I’ve been wanting you to stay for months, but by the time I go to ask, you’re already mostly dressed again so I don’t.” Gilfoyle said bluntly, a very light dusting of red colouring his cheeks. “Holy shit.” Dinesh whispered, blinking rapidly as he tried to process what he’d just heard. “I was just going to leave it. Friends with benefits was fine. But then you kept hugging me the other day, you made me dinner tonight, saw the way you kept looking at the other three hugging. It clicked for me, that it hadn’t clicked for you. Like I said, I was going to leave it, but you asked, so here I am.”

Dinesh kept staring for a while, before pulling Gilfoyle in and kissing him. It was different than all their other kisses so far, slow and meaningful, filled with emotions other than lust. His desire to be touched being fed steadily as Gilfoyle wrapped his arms around his waist, his own hands cupping the man’s face, his beard soft of his palms. Gilfoyle didn’t pull away like he was expecting him too, didn’t push him away, didn’t act weirded or grossed out, or any of the things that Dinesh had always thought he would do if he ever did this. He was pressing back just as eagerly, just as wanting, just as much emotion as himself.

They both smiled as they pulled apart, just enough to draw in air and not a bit further. “Okay, so maybe you might have a point about me being just the slightest bit oblivious. Only a little bit. I’m still way smarter than you.” He said, the breathiness of his voice and the grin on his face ruining the effect. Gilfoyle kissed him again, just a peck on the lips, before tugging him by his belt loops to the bed.

XXXXX

Dinesh rested his head on Gilfoyle’s shoulder, sleepy and satisfied. His satisfaction increased as warm arms wrapped around him, a large hand gently rubbing his back. “This is nice.” He mumbled into freckly skin, feeling the taller man’s chest rumble under him as he hummed. “Yeah. Wanna do it more often?” “Definitely.” “Cool.”

[sweetbertram]

My SV Winter Exchange gift for @christmasautistic! Have some sweet Jarhead New Year’s Eve fluff. Under a cut so I don’t clog everyone’s dash lol. And thanks @carrot-gallery for putting all this together!!!

          Not for the first time, Jared finds himself alone on New Year’s Eve. Gilfoyle is visiting Tara in Boston, Dinesh is in Los Angeles with some college friends, Richard is with his family in Tulsa, and poor Erlich is still lost in Tibet.

          Jared had plans to meet up with some old friends in San Francisco, but when he woke up that morning he had a high fever, sore throat, and pounding headache. Now, as he curls up under a blanket on the couch with a mug of Earl Grey, he’s added a stuffy nose to his list of symptoms. He sniffles and pulls the blanket tighter around himself, clicking through the channels on the TV until he finds a documentary about birds.

          A knock on the door startles him just as he’s getting comfortable. When Jared opens the door, Nelson – Bighead – is standing there with a bottle of champagne and a pizza box.

          “Hey Jared,” he says. “Is Richard around?”

          Jared shakes his head and stifles a sneeze. “Richard’s in Tulsa, with his parents. He’s coming back the day after tomorrow.”

          “Huh,” Bighead says. “He didn’t mention that.” He looks at Jared. “What’s up with you? Are you sick?”

          “Just a cold,” Jared says. “At least there’s no one else in the house so I won’t get them sick.”

          Bighead frowns. “So you’re all alone? Don’t you want company? The pizza’s gluten-free…”

          Jared sniffles and considers for a minute. He is, if he thinks about it, rather lonely, and he’s been meaning to spend more time getting to know Bighead, seeing as the other man is Richard’s closest friend. Plus he wasn’t really looking forward to the process of preparing or ordering food while ill.

          “Come in,” he says, stepping aside to let Nelson into the room. Nelson sits on the couch and flicks through the TV channels until he lands on a showing of Elf that’s just getting started. “I love this movie!” he says, patting the seat next to him, indicating to Jared to sit down. Jared obeys, and reaches for his tea again. “I’ve never seen it,” he admits. “I haven’t seen very many holiday movies.”

          “Oh, man, you’ve been missing out,” Nelson says. “This is a great movie.”

          They watch, mostly in silence, and when the movie ends Jared has to admit that Bighead was right. It is a great movie, funny and lighthearted and sweet. As Jared prepares more tea, Bighead scrolls through the queue on the communal Netflix account.

          “What do you want to watch?” he asks. “We’ve got,” he glances at his watch, “about ten hours to kill until the ball drop broadcasts start, we could watch some of the movies you missed out on as a kid, or…ooh there’s a new Great British Bakeoff!”

          Jared, coming back into the living room with two mugs of tea, is taken by surprise that Bighead cares about the Bakeoff. “You watch the Bakeoff?” he asks, setting down the tea.

          “Yeah,” Nelson says. “It’s fun, low-key, everyone’s nice, Mary Berry is basically everyone’s dream grandma, and the food always looks really good. Well, except for Iain’s baked Alaska meltdown, but that was at least interesting to watch.” 

         Jared sits down on the couch. “Let’s watch, then,” he says, reaching for a tissue. ----

          It doesn’t snow in Palo Alto, something Jared is eternally grateful for, but rain starts pounding on the windows as they watch the show, and Jared snuggles close to Nelson reflexively. Partway through pastry week, Nelson puts an arm around Jared’s shoulders and Jared moves even closer, craving touch. The pizza is gone by the end of biscuit week. Jared gets up to put the box in the recycling bin and make some more tea, but Nelson stops him. 

          “You’re sick,” he says. “Let me take care of you.” Jared obediently sinks back onto the couch, wrapping his blanket around himself, and waits for Nelson to come back with tea. He returns just as the technical challenge is wrapping up and hands Jared a mug of tea.

          “Almond milk and raw sugar, right?” he says. Jared nods, surprised that Bighead knows his tea preferences.

          “What?” Bighead says, sitting down next to Jared and extending his arm for a cuddle. Jared again leans eagerly into Nelson’s warmth as he says, “Of course I do. I spent like a month just hanging around the house after Erlich and I bought Pied Piper, I paid attention.”

          “To me?” Jared asks, incredulously.

          “Yeah. You’re pretty interesting,” Bighead says, and Jared smiles a little. No one’s ever said they found him interesting before.

          They watch a few more episodes, and then Bighead glances at his watch. “We should switch to actual TV,” he says. “The ball drops in 10 minutes.”

          Jared nods, and Bighead clicks over to CNN. Anderson Cooper is shivering in Times Square with another reporter.

          “It’s so weird that this actually happened like three hours ago,” Bighead says. “Timezones are bizarre.”

          “I went to that once,” Jared says. “When I was at Vassar. A couple of my a cappella friends found a deal on a hotel room and convinced me to join them. It was freezing, and too crowded to really enjoy it, but it was fun being out there with my friends.” He smiles. “It was a touch awkward when they all started making out with each other and I was the odd one out, of course, but…I had a good time anyway.”

          “That sounds fun,” Bighead says as the crowd starts counting down. As the numbers get closer and closer to zero, Bighead leans over and, as the ball drops, presses a gentle kiss to the top of Jared’s head.

          “I’d make out with you,” he says when Jared looks up at him, “but…you’re sick and gross and I don’t want to catch your cold.”

          “Fair enough,” Jared says, smiling. He’s so happy not to be alone on New Year’s Eve after all.

[sidewalksketches]

Ah FRICK how do I do this- uh-

@wanderlust-farm hi! I had you for the secret Santa thingy!

I uhhhhhh drew some beans for u

Here u go-

Lmao I can't draw for the life of me

[svexchange2k19]

Silicon Valley Winter Exchange 2k19: #GetHype

It’s happening! It’s a Secret-Santa-style gift exchange of fanfic/fan art/etc. based on Silicon Valley HBO!

You have until 6 December 2019 to sign up; if you’re interested in joining, now’s your chance! Make stuff, get stuff, and (if you so choose) anonymously have your gift desires published on a list so anyone who wants to can make you little extra non-exchange treats too :))

All the links:

Sign-up form

Ship nomination list

Want to be a pinch hitter? Sign up here!

All the information/FAQ/rules: a masterpost!

Whether you’re joining or not, feel free to help out the exchange by reblogging this post / spreading the word! Thank you xoxo

[noir-agreste]

Secret Santa Exchange!

This comic is my gift to @rexyadaar and their farmer Henny! Hope you like it :D

Hosted by @stardeworanges

Edit: gosh... I just noticed the misspelling 😥 let me know if you want it fixed