#the second i saw it i squealed like a little girl on christmas

[agir1ukn0w]

Attention Fellow Baynton Nation Citizens!!!!!!!!

So my 22nd birthday was this June (on the 15th if you’re wondering), and one of my really good friends from work who knows about my current obsession with all things Mathew Baynton told me she’d get me something Mat-related for my birthday. It took her a while to get it in the mail, and then she kept forgetting to bring it to work to give to me, but today she finally remembered and um……………

Here’s the thing guys: my friend didn’t just get me a gift. My awesome fucking friend, who is an artist (when she isn’t being a brilliant pre-med student), MADE me a gift. AND HERE IT IS:

anyways…

(yeah I couldn’t decide which gif best expressed my inexpressible joy😂)

[Edit]

Here’s a screenshot of the picture from my friend’s Instagram (@ azuriteraven):

[the-iceni-bitch]

Mɪss Aᴍᴇʀɪᴄᴀɴᴀ ᴀɴᴅ ᴛʜᴇ Hᴇᴀʀᴛʙʀᴇᴀᴋ Pʀɪɴᴄᴇ

Relationship: professional tight end!Ari Levinson x pop superstar!fem reader

Words: ~3.7k

Summary: You and Ari bring in the holiday season with your own special celebration.

Warnings: explicit language, explicit sexual content (m receiving oral sex, f receiving oral sex, daddy kink, unprotected p in v sex, dumbification, multiple orgasms) celebrity lifestyle, America’s sweethearts, 6’7” Ari. SMUT!! 18+ ONLY!!!

A/N: an early Christmas gift for all you lovelies!! I think it’s painfully obvious what this fic was inspired by and I’m not even a little embarrassed about it. They’re too cute!

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You waved exuberantly to the crowd as your float rolled past them, the cold autumn sunlight filtering through the skyscrapers and making the sequins all over your dress sparkle. It was absolutely freezing, but you couldn’t stop yourself from smiling like an idiot. Not only had your tour ended up being even more successful than you had ever thought it could be, you finally got to realize your dream of singing in the Macy’s Thanksgiving Day Parade.

Of course, there was something else that had you smiling like an idiot for the past few months. As soon as you got close to the parade’s end at 34th Street you could see him in the stands, holding what may have been the most adorable homemade sign you had ever seen while surrounded by a bunch of screaming tween girls. He was easy to spot since he was six feet seven inches, which made it even cuter each time he had to bend down to answer one of their questions until they all started squealing. Ari was your big, burly, all American man but also perhaps the softest teddy bear on the planet.

When they all saw you they started screaming, and you beamed back at them, laughing when Ari lifted a little girl onto his shoulders so she could see better. Yeah, he was too cute for you, everything the man did made your ovaries flutter. It was hard not to just give him moony eyes all through your performance, but you managed to share your attention with the other fans as you sang your new Christmas song. Your cheeks hurt from smiling so much once you were finished performing, like they did every time you saw your beefcake of a man.

Backstage was a zoo but when was it not. Assistants flurried around you as they helped you out of your intricate costume. By the time a large, warm hand slid around your waist you were down to nothing but your bra and some leggings. It’s not like Ari cared about that, though.

“Hey princess.” Ari beamed when you squeaked before turning around to look up at him. “You were amazing.”

“Staaaaaaaahp…” you giggled when he bent down to kiss the tip of your nose, batting your hands at his chest when he teased his hands under the hooks of your bra. “Ari! We only have a few minutes before we have to go to your game, I don’t want your teammates teasing you about being whipped by your superstar girlfriend again.”

“Baby, if I minded their teasing I wouldn’t be dating you.” He kissed your nose once more before pulling your sweater over your head. “There, ready to go in record time.”

“Ari… Ari!” You shrieked with laughter when he flung you over his shoulder and slapped your ass a few times, your face heating up as he got closer to the doors and outside where you knew a pack of paparazzi were waiting to catch the two of you. “Ari!!!”

“Calm down, princess.” He dropped you to the ground and kissed you so deeply you couldn’t breathe for a second, then opened the doors and led you outside with your hand in his even though you were blinking and stumbling like a newborn baby deer. “I feel like they would have thought it was cute.”

“Maybe.” You waved at a few of the paps and made sure they got a good shot of you kissing Ari’s cheek before stepping into the limo. “They do seem to enjoy how much bigger than me you are.”

“Do they now?” Ari pulled you into his lap and started pressing kisses all over your face. “I also enjoy it an incredible amount.”

“Yeah, I bet you do, teddy bear.” You giggled when he leaned back and his face was covered in glitter. “Oh, I think your teammates are still gonna tease you…”

“What? Why?” Ari furrowed his brow until you held up a compact so he could see himself. “Yeah they might.”

“My poor teddy bear.” You pouted and wiggled a little bit in his lap before you began to slide down to the floor between his legs. “How can I ever make it up to you?”

“Yeah, princess, I’m not sure getting glitter all over my dick is gonna keep them from teasing me… ow!” He guffawed when you pinched his thigh before starting to drag his zipper down. “But whatever, I don’t care.”

You hummed in agreement before pulling his thick cock out of his pants and licking a heavy stripe up the underside of his shaft, keeping your eyes fixed on his when you wrapped your lips around his tip and sucked softly. Ari groaned when you swirled your tongue around him, cupping your cheek gently for just a few seconds before curling it around your throat. The sensation of his fingers pressing against your carotid was one you welcomed, your eyes fluttering closed as you started bobbing your head up and down.

Every time you gave him head you marveled at just how huge he was; how he towered over you when you were on your knees; how your jaw ached as you stretched it as wide as you could; how even after so many months you still sometimes had to fight the urge to heave when he slid down your throat. His grip on your throat tightened as you started gagging around him, guttural grunts and murmurs falling from his lips as your drool slid down his shaft until it was covering his balls. Ari’s face was getting flushed as you kept going, and when he leaned forward and braced his massive thighs on either side of your shoulders you could have fainted.

His free hand gripped the edge of the seat until his knuckles turned white when you brought your own hand up to fondle his balls, his gaze intense and full of affection as his thumb stroked your throat. He throbbed and twitched in your mouth as you brought him closer and closer, the taste of his precum coating your tongue before you swallowed him to the root again. You whimpered when he swelled even larger, your eyes beginning to water as you breathed deeply through your nose and gulped around his massive cock.

When he finally came down your throat you sighed, watching his face screw up and then relax as he let out a primal groan. Ari looked so good when he came, the way every muscle in his body would tense up for just a few moments before he would sag and breathe easily as he gazed at you with a sense of possession. You made sure to keep your lips wrapped tightly around his cock as he started to pull out, slurping up every drop of his cum until he slid out of your mouth with a pop.

“Not a spot of glitter on your dick, teddy bear.” You beamed at him as you licked your lips clean, purring when he cupped your chin lovingly.

“No, just all over my pants.” Ari couldn’t help but laugh about it, especially when you spluttered and tried to wipe it off but only made it worse. “Princess, it's fine. No ones going to notice.”

“They have flashbulbs, Ari!” You whined when he tucked himself back in and pulled you up to sit next to him. “Oh my god…”

You didn’t have any more time to worry before the limo came to a stop, squeaking and feeling yourself getting hot again as Ari helped you out of the limo. Thank goodness the man practically ran as he led you towards the team entrance, not giving the press a chance to pick up the sparkly evidence of you fellating him that was all over his pants. Even though he had to go warm up he still took a minute to say goodbye to you, kissing you several times before heading to the locker room while you waved adorably.

He was definitely falling head over heels for you, and he didn’t even care who knew it. There was definitely an unbelievable amount of teasing in regards to the glitter on his crotch and in his beard, but it was good hearted. All of his teammates could tell how happy he was, so even the barbs about him being a kept man for the rest of his life were filled with that sort of friendly affection that old friends shared.

There was also the fact that he seemed to play exponentially better whenever you were in the stands. Analysts were quick to point out that whenever you were watching him play he tended to double his receiving yards, it even became a little joke among the sports commentators. What could he say, he liked to show off for his girl. As soon as he ran onto the field with the rest of the team and saw you cheering on the Jumbotron he felt like his heart was going to burst out of his chest.

The trend continued. Maybe it was because every time he caught a pass or made a touchdown he could look up and see you screaming your adorable head off on the Jumbotron, but he managed to set a new personal record for receiving yards. Over a hundred yards by the fourth quarter as well as two touchdowns, and he could tell you were proud by the way you were jumping up and down in the box. Yes, he was extremely tired and extremely sore after so much effort, but the smile on your face made it more than worth it.

Ari couldn’t shower and get dressed fast enough. He definitely got some exasperated looks from the rest of the team when he left them to give all the post-game interviews, but it was hard to care when he knew you were waiting for him. As soon as he stepped out of the locker room you were right there, squealing happily and telling him how amazing he was while he lifted you off your feet to kiss you like a fiend. It was hard to control himself around you, but he managed to keep from feeling you up as you made your way to his car.

He couldn’t keep from feeling you up once you were in the Impala though. Every time he came to a light his hand was on your thigh or your waist, and when he heard your tiny little sighs he growled in response. You were starting to squirm in your seat too, and he knew exactly what that meant.

“Tell me how wet you are, princess.” Ari tucked his bottom lip between his teeth and toyed with the hem of your skirt while he waited for the light to change. “C’mon baby girl, I’ve been waiting all day.”

“Teddy bear…” you squeaked when he pinched the inside of your thigh and felt your face starting to get hot again. “Sorry, Daddy. I’m so wet, Daddy, my panties are sticky.”

“Yeah, I bet they fucking are.” He grumbled when the light changed and he had to focus on the road again. “Show me.”

“Yes Daddy.” Your heart was pounding in your ears as you slid your panties down your legs and hung them from the rear view mirror, wiggling even more when the air cooled the wetness that was between your legs.

It took all his restraint not to reach out and press them against his face. Yeah, he would have crashed the car, but dying with your scent filling his lungs was the way he wanted to go. He stopped himself just in time, though he did suddenly find himself speeding through traffic faster than the law allowed. When he finally pulled into the hotel’s garage he dragged you after him and lifted you to wrap your legs around his waist, leaving your panties dangling from the mirror without thought.

“Fuck, I need you real fucking bad, princess.” Ari’s lips vibrated against yours as he growled with lust. “I haven’t had your pussy in almost thirty-six hours, it’s killing me.”

“I know, I don’t like it either, Daddy.” You wound your arms around his neck as he carried you to the elevator. “Feel so empty without you.”

“I know, and it’s a damn crime.” He nipped at your chin as the elevator rose to your floor, grateful that no other guests decided to join you as he was pretty sure your ass was hanging out of your skirt. “My poor baby girl.”

You could only moan in agreement when the elevator arrived at your floor, giggling when Ari poked his head out first to make sure there was nobody in the hall before he started towards your room. While he worked on the door you nibbled on his ear, writhing against him and whining until you were in the room and he threw you onto the bed. Ari grinned at you as he ripped his shirt off and undid his pants, giving you a few mischievous growls and barks before pouncing on you.

Even when he was domming you he was still so soft and sweet, calling you his good girl and pretty princess while he kissed your neck and peeled your clothes off your body. The way he looked at you once you were naked made everything below your waist clench, especially when he growled at you like a hungry bear who was going to eat you alive. Then he leaned down to pull your legs over his shoulders and do just that.

“Daddy! Oh god…” Ari just grunted against you in response as he ran his tongue all over your pussy until you felt dizzy. “Mmm, ‘s so good.”

Ari knew it was good, he fucking loved making you turn into a panting, whimpering mess with your eyes rolled back in your head. It made him feel like a god. Those cute little noises and the way your thighs squeezed his head while he drank his fill from your cunt made him purr like a jungle cat. You were so sweet and so creamy, and the way your little pussy would pulse against his lips made his cock get so painfully hard he had to start grinding it against the bed.

His tongue parted your pussy lips so he could push it inside you and you had to kick your feet so you didn’t lose it completely. They thumped against his back as he started to gently fuck you with his mouth, your breathing starting to get heavier and heavier as every muscle in your body grew tight. Every single time he ate you out he managed to bring you to the edge so fast it was unbelievable, and tonight was no different. You were trembling underneath him, your eyes already starting to flutter and your toes curling while his beard rubbed your sensitive folds raw.

When he pulled his tongue out of you and started sucking on your clit that was it for you. You sobbed his name and arched off the bed as you gushed sweet juices all over his face. He reached his hands up to massage your breasts and that just made it more intense, tears rolling down your face and your fingers yanking on his hair while he kept sucking and squeezing until you couldn’t breathe.

“That’s my good girl.” Ari was grinning like the Cheshire Cat as he sat up between your quivering legs. “Fuck, you look so fucking pretty after you come, princess. You think you’re ready for Daddy’s big dick, honey?”

“Mmhm.” You licked your lips and gave up trying to catch your breath when he yanked his pants down and kicked them away so you could finally see him in all his naked glory. “Want it so bad, Daddy.”

“Daddy knows, princess.” He moved slowly as he crawled on top of you, his massive body completely covering yours and making your pussy start throbbing even harder. “You just relax and let Daddy take care of you, baby girl.”

You nodded and drew in a shuddering breath when he reached between the two of you to start rubbing your clit as he lined himself up. Ari hooked your knees over his hips to keep you wide open for him, his eyes fixed on your face for any sign of pain or discomfort as he started to push inside you. Even though he wanted to just drive his cock deep and fuck your brains out, he was painfully aware of your size difference and if he ever hurt you he wouldn’t be able to forgive himself. He could tell you were just as hungry for him, beaming at you when your hands clawed at his massive biceps when he finally got halfway in.

It felt like it took an hour, but when his hips finally met the soft flesh of your thighs you moaned and wiggled happily underneath him. Your body was slick with sweat and glowing, and he’d never seen anything more beautiful. Ari gripped your hands and pinned them above your head as he started to move, his lips ghosting against your throat when you whimpered at the feeling of his cock stretching you so wide it burned. You loved it, though, murmuring nonsense words of encouragement under your breath and locking your ankles at the small of his back.

When Ari really started to move you almost fainted, arching your body to meet his and whimpering when he sucked on your ear. He had hardly even gotten going before you were moaning and whining in his ear, your body spasming underneath him as you came for the second time and felt your muscles turning to jelly. Your pussy was so slick that Ari couldn’t stop himself from starting to slam into you, not that you minded. His breath was hot as he grunted against the sensitive skin of your throat, his lips and teeth leaving a trail of bruises in their wake while he shoved his cock so deep inside you you could swear you saw god.

Even though he had well and truly fucked you stupid he couldn’t stop murmuring sweet praises for you under his breath. Every ‘good girl’ or ‘pretty baby’ just made you slip further and further into the rosy haze of multiple orgasms as he wrung another one out of you. At some point he had rolled the two of you so your were laying on top of him, but it’s not like you could actually ride him in your fucked out state. So Ari was just holding your waist and moving you up and down on his cock like his own personal cocksleeve, grinning up at you the whole time and telling you how good and tight your pussy felt while you whined and drooled all over yourself.

“C’mon baby girl, you want it?” The teasing tone of his voice was still full of affection when you hiccuped as he fucked yet another intense orgasm out of your body. “Daddy needs to hear his princess say she wants his cum or I’m just gonna end up fucking you all night, and I’m not sure you could handle that, baby.”

“Mm-mm… Daddy…” you couldn’t even hold yourself up anymore, crying softly as you rested your face in the crook of his shoulder as he continued to drive up into you. “Please come inside my pussy, please. I want it, Daddy.”

“That’s my good girl.” Ari kissed the top of your head and gave a lewd grind of his hips, chuckling into your hair when you shuddered with another climax. “Can’t say no to you, princess.”

Your eyes fluttered closed when you felt him swell and throb inside you, a low whine escaping from you when you felt the first hot, sticky spurt of his seed shooting inside your pussy. Ari held you close as he filled you to the brim, his big hands rubbing your hips while his body rolled under yours and he let out one of those yummy groans he always made when he got to come inside you. When you finally came to you were still on top of him, only barely able to lift your head and beaming at the sight of his face flushed red as he struggled to come back down.

“Hiiiiiii teddy.” You scrunched up your face adorably when he grinned at you and kissed your forehead. “I’d say that was a pretty good way to kick off the holiday season.”

“I’m gonna have to agree with you there, princess.” His thick fingers trailed along the curve of your spine and you felt like you could fall asleep just like that. “Definitely gonna have to keep it up. Speaking of holidays, though, I may have gotten you an early present, since we’re gonna be apart next week.”

“A present? Ari!” You squeaked and giggled when he reached towards the nightstand without letting you climb off him, shivering when the change in position made him rub right against your over sensitive clit. “That still gives you three weeks until Christmas, silly.”

“Well fuck me for wanting to spoil my girl.” He kissed all over your face and pulled out a small velvet box. “I know how much you like statement jewelry, so I figured the statement for this one could be just how smitten you are with your beefy football player boyfriend.”

“Ari… oh my god!” You sat up so fast when he opened the box you almost fell off him, grinning like an idiot when he caught you at the last second and steadied you while he showed you the ring. “It’s so big and sparkly!”

The moonstone in the ring was at least fifteen karats, and surrounding the center stone was a chain of labradorite that glittered under the low lights in the hotel room. As soon as he placed it on your right ring finger you leaned forward and wrapped your arms around his neck, kissing his face over and over and squealing with happiness.

“Everyone is gonna think we’re getting married now, teddy bear.” You rested your head against his chest once you made sure every inch of his face had been kissed at least once.

“Well, not quite yet, princess.” Like he hadn’t known the moment you said yes to a second date with him that he was going to marry you.

[avaf00rd]

Australian kinda Christmas

Leah Williamson x Arnold!Reader

ava what is that shitty header photo job…

tumblr fucked up its quality

anyways I’ve been thinking about writing this one for ages now

enjoy <3

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“c’mon love” you groaned at your 10th attempt to get your girlfriend up from your Power Nap. You pair were already late as it is “don’t you wanna shower before you can’t for a whole 24 hours?” You asked, her head still buried in the pillows. She stayed like that, contemplating for another second before getting up and heading to the bathroom “don’t be long” you said before tapping her ass just as she opened the bathroom door.

You got a text from your sister Mackenzie telling you that she was already at her lay over flight and would be boarding again in an hour. This year you pair didn’t get the same flight over for the Christmas break. But it was the first year you would both be bringing your girlfriends with you.

You and leah had been together 4 years now. The second year you spent Christmas with Leah’s family, last year you and mac both went with your parents overseas for Christmas. And this year you would both be bring Leah and Kirsty.

Some how an hour and a half later you were just passing security only just and were going to get some small snacks for the plane. Leah, with the food palate of a 6 year old. Got some watermelon gummies “they help with feeling sick on the plane” she tried to convince you as you glanced over the packet she said was holding.

“4 years and not once have you been sick on a flight” you said

“The headaches” she shrugged and smiled at you. Of course you were gonna grab them off her and buy them for her. You grabbed some random chip snack you found at the front counter and shorty paid before handing the bag to Leah to put in her carry on. You were both absolutely beyond excited. This would be her 5th time in Australia, so she’s been heaps. But you would be staying at your family’s new place on the Gold Coast, QLD. You both sat in the lounge near your gate as you took a photo of Leah as she threw a Lolly into her mouth while smiling. Quickly adding it to your instagram captioning ‘see you soon 🇦🇺’

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After 26 hours of travel. And your sleepy girlfriend who was currently clinging to your bicep as she slept. It was asked to put on your seatbelts as you went for landing. You slowly woke Leah up slightly so she would be ready for it.

You held hands as Leah started giggling about her funny dream. You looked out the window and squeezed your girlfriend’s hand extra tight as you saw the coastline of Australia.You squealed like a little girl due to your excitement as Leah pressed a kiss to your lips. “Welcome home love” she said before laying back in her seat. You took photos and sent them to your dad and brother to let them know you would be at GC airport in about 45 minutes so they could you pick you both up. You also texted your mum just out of excitement before putting your phone away.

Once you and Leah had gotten off the plane, you walked your tired asses over to the baggage collection. Before you felt someone tap your shoulder. You turned to find your smiling dad and brother. You quickly clung on to them both in a huge hug “oh how i missed you oh my gosh” you said into your brothers neck with a sigh of relief. You also felt small hands tug your sweat shorts, you didn’t realise one of your nieces would be here too.

“Hello beautiful girl!” You squealed pulling away from your brother as you picked up your niece and spun the giggling girl around.

“I missed you so much!” She said before quickly clinging to your neck.

“I missed you so much more” you smiled back. You hadn’t seen the small girl since the World Cup back in August.

You held her on your hip as you turned around to see your girlfriend finally hugging your dad and brother Sam with a big smile. After struggling to get both of your large suitcases off the conveyor belt while you had your mini family reunion.

“Aunty Lee!” You niece squirmed in your arms as you put her down so she could run to Leah.

“Hello you!” Your girlfriend smiled and she knelt down to give her a big hug. It melted your heart the way she was with your nieces.

Leah handed you your suitcase as you pecked her cheek before you rolled it out the airport with your smiling niece riding on top.

“Hello” you yelled out once your dad unlocked the front door to your parents home. You were met with your mum, 2 nieces, Mackenzie and Kirsty all rushing around the corner at the sound of the front door.

You and Leah gave all of them bone crushing hugs and chatted for a little while, had some of the left overs that was left from their dinner since you told them not to wait. It was already 10pm. It was convenient for your girlfriend and you so you could just get yourselves straight to bed.

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After multiple days of walks down on the beach, family dinners, more surfing lessons for Leah, lots of jet lag, swimming pools and relaxation for you and your girlfriend. It was officially Christmas Eve night and you couldn’t have been more excited if you had tried.

You, leah, Macca and Kirsty were all on the living room floor carpet wrapping presents. Everyone else was in bed. But the four girls in their twenties were not as prepared as everyone else and still had to do all their wrapping.

The holiday played on the TV in front as you had about 40 gifts to wrap for people. For everyone in your family besides the people in the room with you currently. “Stupid wrapping paper argh!” You groaned knocking your head back in frustration as the huge cut of wrapping paper you cut wasn’t large enough by a few centimetres.

“See you didn’t even need to get that gift in the first place” Leah laughed. As you were wrapping your 20th gift for your parents, you comepletely spoil them every year.

You dragged Leah around the large shopping centre to get more gifts for people. “Baby you bought your mum the same scent candle last year i remember you showed me” she grinned as you looked at the box before putting it in your trolley. “Yeah but it probs ran out. That’s the thing with candles lee” you debated back as she shook her head with laughter.

“Sorry I’m just so nice to the People i love” you said to her.

“And you absolutely are, beautiful. But I don’t think we will be able to get return flights anymore once we leave here” Leah said.

“I make alright money Leah Williamson. Plus if you think this is a lot wait till you open your presents.” You smiled at her

“There’s only just a few things I want” she grinned at you as you both walked to the car

“What would those be baby” you smirked back.

“You…and that pop corn machine thing I showed you”

“You showed me that just yersterday! How am I supposed to get that” You panicked. When it came to gifts you were amazing at giving them. Everyone knew that and got excited to receive one from you. If they weren’t perfect for them you would always worry.

“I’m only joking…” she laughed as she kissed your head “at the second one”.

Once you were finished you cuddled up next to Leah on the floor against the couch to watch the end of the movie. Before heading upstairs to your room “night love you” you yelled out softly to mac and Kirsty “goodnight!” They replied before shutting their door. Leah changed out of her normal clothes that she strangely got into after her shower earlier in the night.

“Please match baby” you pouted, sitting on the edge of the bed holding up the Christmas Pajamas that matched yours.

Leah laughed as she saw them, “when did you get those” she said before cupping your face and kissing the tip of your nose.

“Back in London. I forgot I had packed them. Anyways here” you shoved them into her chest with the wide smile of a toddler.

“Of course I will” Leah skipped away to her dresser to change quickly. You giggled getting under the sheets before Leah jumped on top of you just as you were leaning over to plug your phone in. You laughed as she wrapped her long arms around you and placed kisses all over you shoulder.

���I’m so excited to for tomorrow” you smiled looking down on her.

“Me too” the English girl replied as she rolled over so you could cuddle into her side. That’s how you slept every night. It was just the best way that your bodies melted into each other. “Love you baby” she whispered.

“Night beautiful” you smiled before drifting off to sleep.

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Christmas morning started with slow cuddles in bed with Leah before very hyper toddlers came running down the bedroom door. They had forced you to come downstairs because they weren’t allowed to “open presents until everyone is awake”.

Leah gave multiple gifts to everyone in your family. Even though she hadn’t met some of them heaps. You gifted Leah a new designer tote bag, some belt she wanted, 2 new Apple Watch bands, YSL perfume, and Tiffany earrings along with other small gifts. She spoiled you loads as well. You two spent a long phone call with her mum before lunch started.

The afternoon was still hot. As the rain cleared, you dragged Leah, your sister and everyone down to the beach.

You were putting on sunscreen in the long mirror in your room. Leah had just done up her bikini before coming up behind you “let me help” she grinned as you were reaching for your back for the sunscreen. You gladly let her as she took the bottle from you. She rubbed gentle circles into your back with the cream, you groaned when her hands made their way up to you shoulders.

“That’s nice” you breathed out as she massaged your back. She sent a grin to the mirror.

“Let’s go” she said before tapping your butt and heading out the door, sunnies on her head. You laughed to yourself as you followed her out. You carried two of your nieces the whole Walk down while talking with Leah and Kirsty. Talking about Kristy mewis’s new transfer to their club.

“I don’t want to jinx anything. But I had a dream last night I did my ACL” you blurted.

“What-“ Kirsty laughed as you said so

“That’s not funny” Leah said

“And then…I died from it. Is that possible?”

“No it’s not. And you’re not going to do your ACL alright?” Leah reassured

“Shit who’s done their ACL?” Mackenzie said catching up to all of you with your third niece on her shoulders.

“Maybe me”

“What!-“

“No!” Leah said putting her towel down in a mess on the beach. You jumped on macca’s back as she ran down to the water. Leah and Kirsty slowly following down after.

“Come here!” You yelled, arms wide open for your niece to jump into them as you took her to the deep end. Leah laughed taking a photo of you and the small girl. “Get in Lee!” You yelled out to her

“Yep soon hang on” she said typing something on her phone. You rose out of the water, putting the child in your arms down near Mackenzie as you ran up to your girlfriend. “No no no” she said backing away.

You somehow, caught up to her and threw her over her shoulder

“No no I have my phone y/n!” She yelled. You muzzled it out of her hand and slowly put in down on the sand next to you.

“Down we go” you sung. As you carried the laughing girl into the water. Before completely dumping her in fully.

“Your done” she huffed as she pushed the wet hair out of her face. You swam and hid behind your taller sister as she just grabbed you by the shoulders and placed you in front of her, right in target for Leah.

“Thanks” your girlfriend said before pushing your shoulders under. The water was actually cold for the humid weather outside.

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It was late at Christmas night. Technically very early Boxing Day. And even though at 1am, there was light Christmas tunes playing on the radio tv.

Everyone including Leah was asleep in the house. You came down for a midnight snack. You had been for the past few nights here.

“Shockers” a soft voice was heard a long with footsteps. The presence of your older sister brought a smile to your lips. You stuffed the last bit of pavlova in your mouth. “Anymore of that?” She pointed to the dessert.

You just giggled implying you at the last bit. “Again shockers”

“Oi”

“I feel like I haven’t seen you in a year”

“You never got back to me about meeting back in London. And you missed last camp” you implied

“I know sorry. Promise to try more”

“Stop you do try. You were just injured” you said softly as you poured both of you a water. “Are you planning on going with Kirsty to her family next year?” You asked curious.

“Yeah most likely I haven’t been there for Christmas before. What about you?”

“Yeah I’ll probs stay in London with Leah. I told you Caitlin brought Katie and Jordan here?”

“Yes. I’m shocked about Jordan. Not Katie. Oh I love her” she said sipping her water then refilling it

“They’re just really close as a three. Caitlin said today Sam is heading back to America in 2 days to go back with Kristie”

“Damn maybe she’ll finally feel jet lag for once. And did Caitlin call you?”

“Yeah. Just to say merry Christmas and all that”

“She didn’t call me” Mackenzie said joking in a sour way. You poked your tongue out at her as she yawned.

“Ok I’ll go back to bed. I’ve been up since 5”

“5?!”

“Yeah. The girls woke us up first. Proof I’m the favourite?”

“Maybe I’m the favourite and they just respect my beauty sleep more”

“Keep dreaming. Night. Get to sleep so your not cranky” you sister said, back to her bossy self. You heard more footsteps coming back down 1 minute later.

“Love come back to bed” said your love in a croaky voice. You turned to find Leah in her short Pyjama set and her hair everywhere.

“Hello. Looks like you slept well” you said pointing to the sheet marks left from her pillow on her check las you quickly pecked her all over her face.

“Yes I did. And I would like to get back to it. With you” she tugged you slightly back up the stairs.

“I think I’m still a bit jet lagged” you said as your body stayed leaning against the bench. Eating the strawberry punnet you grabbed out of the fridge earlier before.

“Ya think” she giggled now pulling out a kitchen stool to sit with you. The faint sound of The Christmas song by Nat King Cole was played over the radio.

“C’mon dance with me, then bed I promise” you put both your hands out the help her get up and slow dance with you.

“Only cause I get to sleep” she smiled taking your hands. You slowly started dancing with her as she put her head in the crook of her neck. The dance slowed into a long hug with each other’s embrace in the middle of the kitchen.

“I love you” you mumbled slowly into her hair

“Love you most. And again thanks for bringing me” she pecked your shoulder

“Wouldn’t miss the opportunity for the world”

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So this was supposed to come out ages ago. And it’s shorter than I hoped. But hope it was alright. Luv u all❤️🎄

[lnfours]

tis the damn season | l.n

summary: happy december! you know what that means, time for holiday parties with rich families and a run in with a certain someone.

warnings: ex bf!lando, rich kid!female!reader, a bit of second chance romance, light drinking, language, a little bit of awkwardness but mostly not so secret pining after not seeing each other for so long, fluff (this is kinda bad and not proofread so enter at ur own risk)

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it was finally time for the annual holiday party your family threw every year, or the ‘event of the year’ as everyone else called it. the christmas tree was up in the foyer, the smell of gingerbread and snickerdoodles lingering around from the cookies your mom had picked up from the bakery down town.

plenty of people had already arrived when you descended down the stairs, smiling as you passed by familiar faces, unsure on names to say hello to them. you locked eyes with your mother, who smiled and waved you over.

“y/n! there you are! come say hi!”

you said polite ‘excuse me’s to the people blocking your path before you joined your mother at her side. your heart slightly dropped at the familiar faces of who your mother was talking to, but you put on your best fake smile.

“y/n, love! how’re you?!” cisca smiled, pulling you into a short hug. you hugged her back and nodded.

“i’m good,” you gave the man next to her, her husband adam, a quick hug as he pulled you in also, “how’re you guys?”

“we’re good, flo and lando are around here somewhere,” she smiled, “unfortunately oliver and savannah couldn’t make it.”

you nodded, “well, i’ll be sure to find them and say hi. say hi to oliver and savannah for me.”

“we will!”

you bid a ‘see you soon’ to the three, making your way back to the party, making sure to grab a glass of champagne from one of the waiters walking around the house. it didn’t take long for a squeal to catch your attention, the girl walking quickly towards you. you laughed as she pulled you into a hug.

“y/n! it’s been so long!” flo squealed happily, smile still bright as she pulled away from you, “how’re you?! how’s university? any cute boys?”

you smiled, eyes traveling to the brunette who was approaching flo, a smile on his face as he politely pushed through the crowd. your brain didn’t even fully register what she had asked you, your eyes meeting his.

he had gotten prettier since the last time you saw him, his hair curlier and fluffier and he had started growing his facial hair. he was dressed in a suit, one that made him look way too good for your liking.

you raised your eyebrows, attention fixing back to the girl in front of you who wore a smile, a knowing one at that, “good! how’re things with you?”

“flo, i thought we were sticking together-“

his sentence was cut off as he finally approached the two of you. his eyes on you, the way your hair was falling and the dress you wore and how the straps hung loosely off your shoulders, the way it was designed to do.

“sorry,” his sister mumbled back to him, “look who i found!”

lando didn’t tear his eyes from yours, “yeah, uhm, hi..?”

his greeting hung in the air like a question and you smiled softly, sending him a tight lipped smile, “hey,”

the younger girl looked back and forth between her brother and the girl she knew he had been in love with since you were kids. of course, she knew about the breakup that had occurred a few months back, but she was determined that the two of you were soulmates.

and it was time for her to work her magic, turning to her older brother, “i’ll leave you two to catch up, gonna go find mum.”

lando opened his mouth to speak but closed it when he watched her quickly split from the pair. you chuckled softly, taking a sip from your glass, watching him nervously scratch the back of his neck.

“so, um-“

“how’re you?”

the two of you had started at the same time, stopping when you realized you were talking over each other. you both let out a soft laugh.

“you first,” he said.

you breathed in, “so, how’re you?”

he nodded, “good, good. how’re you? your mum said you should be done with university soon?”

you nodded, “yeah, hopefully this is my last semester. uhm, how’s racing? saw you got a couple podiums recently.”

“yeah, no, it’s been good,” he said, “obviously, we’re on holiday right now so just trying to figure out what to do with my free time.”

you nodded, “i’m sure you’ll figure something out, or max will,”

he chuckled, “yeah, i suppose you’re right,” his eyes looked over you again, “you look good. gorgeous, actually.”

you could tell he was nervous and you felt your stomach turn into knots as you looked down to the floor to hide the way your cheeks were reddening.

“thanks,” you said, “you do too. see you can finally grow facial hair.”

you both let out giggles as he rolled his eyes playfully, “alright,”

“well done, truly,” you teased again as the two of you continued laughing. he shook his head, his hands stuffed into his pockets.

you had forgotten how it felt to have him around. how giddy he made you and how he made you feel, and now it was coming back in waves. you weren’t sure if it was because it was the first time seeing him since the breakup or if it was because it was him.

the night progressed and he told you stories about how it had been for him traveling the world and you told him stories about your professors at university.

“wanna get some air?” you asked, thumb pointing to the door to the balcony outside. he nodded, following your lead as you led the two of you through the crowd. once out on the balcony, you leaned against the cement wall as he closed the door.

you looked out to the darkness contrasted against the bright christmas lights lighting up the neighborhood. he joined you, resting his arms against the cement, subtly looking over at you through his peripheral vision.

he didn’t miss the way you shivered, the cold air making your skin cold. he looked over at you now, “‘re you cold?”

you shook your head, “nah, i’m okay-“

“no, i know you hate the cold,” he said, shrugging off the jacket to his suit, you standing up straight now as he motioned for you to step closer. he wrapped the jacket around your shoulders, engulfing you with his cologne and the warmth from his body. your eyes met his again and you looked up at him with a soft smile, “warm?”

you nodded, “thank you,”

“‘course.” he said.

the silence fell between the two of you again before he broke it, “do you, uhm, ever think about… us?”

you looked back over at the boy next to you, “‘us’?”

he nodded, “yeah, like why we ended? y’know, things like that,”

you let out a breath, “i do, yeah,” you said, “do you?”

he licked his lips nervously, looking back at the lights, “all the time.”

you gave him a soft expression as he turned back to you, “lando,”

“no, i know,” he said, leaning back up as he huffed softly, “i just, i don’t know. i don’t know why we ended things, why i let you get away, y’know? i mean, you were it for me for my whole life, and i fucked it up.”

you shook your head, “no you didn’t,”

“well, i didn’t try,” he said, looking back at you now with a guilty expression, “you deserved better than that.”

“i mean, you were it for me too,” you confessed, “you still are.”

his expression changed, stepping a bit closer to you, “i’m sorry-“

“don’t, it’s okay,” you said, “you’re a busy man.”

“i should’ve made more time for you.”

you shook your head, “i didn’t really make an effort either, it’s okay.”

he reached out nervously, tucking a strand of hair from your face to behind your ear. you leaned into his warm touch, your cheek cold from the soft wind blowing in the winter air.

“can i get a redo?”

you smiled, “only if i do too.”

he chuckled, “you can have anything you want.”

you raised an eyebrow, “anything?”

he hummed, “anything, i mean it.”

you smiled, “if that’s the case, then i want you.”

his smile was contagious, a soft chuckle pushing past his lips before he responded, “i suppose i can make that work.”

you laughed, reaching and slipping his hand into yours. he squeezed it lightly, just like he used to. you leaned into him, his hand that you weren’t holding onto moving to pull you closer to him by your waist. you stood there for a minute, your head resting against his chest as you listened to the fast beat of his heart.

you moved your head, looking up at him as he smiled down at you, letting go of your hand to cup your cheek again, thumb brushing against the skin gently before you spoke, “can we go inside?”

“god, yes please,” he breathed, “it’s fucking freezing.”

you chuckled, leaning away from him, “you could’ve had your jacket back.”

he shook his head, “‘s alright.”

as he went to open the door for you, he spotted the familiar little flower hanging from the doorway. you noticed his pause, looking to where his line of vision was going.

“mistletoe.” you laughed softly.

he smiled, pulling you over to him, “c’mere,”

you joined him under the doorway, the plant hanging above both your heads as he leaned down, his hand back on your cheek. his lips brushed against yours as the two of you breathed.

“are you going to kiss me or not?” you smiled.

he shook his head playfully, “now i’m really thinking against it.”

“just shut up,” you mumbled, pulling him down to your level by his shirt as you collided your lips together. his kisses were exactly how you remembered them, soft and full of every emotion he could possibly squeeze into them. his hand on your cheek as the other found its home on your hip. your hands wrapped around his neck, nails tangling into the curls at the nape of his neck.

you both pulled away, giggling softly as you matched each others smile.

“merry christmas, lando.”

he nudged his nose with yours, leaning in for another kiss after, “merry christmas, y/n.”

[women-are-hot]

would love an Alexia fic

request: The team is waiting in an airport lounge for the plane and the reader gets really tired but finds the chairs uncomfortable so Alexia lets her use her as a pillow

Vacation Love

Note: i've made a tiny change in your request, but i hope you'll still like it. this could possible get a part 2, but let's see ho y'all take this part firstly. also, merry christmas to y'all and stay safe <3

Warnings: literally just fluff. i still can't spanish :/

You had just woken up, because you had to catch a flight later in the morning to Hawaii.

“I’m sorry to wake you, but we have to get ready, amor” your girlfriend, Alexia said which made you groan. 

“Why so earlyyy?” you asked, cover your head in the duvet. Alexia rolled her eyes as your childish & sleepy side was showing. Then she decided to take action in her own hands and picked you up.

“Ale, put me down” your sleepy voice said into Alexia’s shoulder.

“No, because then you will go back to bed” 

“You know me so well, babe,” you replied with a chuckle coming from your girlfriend.

—

After Alexia had splashed some cold water in your face and runned for her life with you on her heels, you started packing the last few things before the taxi would come.

“When will the taxi come?” you asked, stepping into the kitchen as Alexia was packing some snacks. 

“The taxi should be here in 10 minutes, so just get ready” your girlfriend answered, making you squeal quietly and Alexia looking weird at you. Then you ran into the living room and jumped on the couch.

You could almost have fallen asleep right at that second, but your girlfriend had other plans.

“I know what you’re on” she said and once again tried to pick you up, but this time you tried to fight back and stay down.

Your plan didn’t work tho…

You just ended up on Alexia’s shoulders and her carrying you to your front door.

“Shoes on,” she said. You gave her a disgusted look.

“I’m not a child” you responded, still looking at her with a disgusted face.

Alexia just smirked. “Put your shoes on,” she once again said. You gave her the most evil face you could pull off and then put your shoes on.

“Good girl” she said after you had taken your shoes on.

“I’m a dog now or what?” you asked and crossed your arms. Alexia just shrugged her arms and opened the front door while you rolled your eyes at her.

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On the way to the airport, you two planned on what to do on a trip to Hawaii. You were really excited to see Alexia’s sister and mother as you’ve been working a lot in these christmas days and haven’t had much time to be with them, so a vacation is the only real thing to do with them in your opinion.

“They're always really excited to finally see you again. Todo lo que hacen es hablar de ti” (All they do is talk about you) Alexia told you as you walked hand in hand towards her family at your gate.

Just as Alexia had told you that, you saw a girl running your way and it just happened to be Alexia’s little sister Alba aka your best friend.

“Y/N” she yelled, making a few people look at her which made you a bit shy. Alba didn’t care though. She hasn’t seen her best friend in December, so she had to have a nice welcome back to my life, a hug and that stuff, you know.

“Hi Alba” you said and opened your arms as she ran into them. You hugged for some time, before Alexia coughed fakely, giving her you and her sisters attention.

“I’m also here, so hug me por favor” Alexia said. Alba put her finger under her chin, pretending to make a very difficult choice.

“Muy divertido” (Very funny) Alexia mumbled and then dragged Alba into her arms for a hug. 

As they had their sister moment, you spotted Alexia’s mother and made a little run over to her, giving her a big hug.

“Hola mi chica” she said and gave both of your cheeks kisses.

“Hola Eli” you replied with a big smile as Alexia and Alba had joined the two of you.

After all of you said your hello’s and then found a place to sit, you finally had your chance to sleep as the flight first took off in 90 minutes.

You tried to find a position to sleep in, but this stupid chair was just so uncomfortable.

“Love?” you heard and your eyes met Alexia’s.

“Qué?” you asked.

“You can use me as a pillow if you want?” 

“Oh, you don’t have to, babe-” “But I want to,” Alexia interrupted.

“Fine, but don’t you dare move. I actually want to sleep in just 30 minutes” you told her. 

“Just lay down!” she said and made a bit of space for you.

You gave her a little shy smile.

“Gracias” you replied and quickly gave your girlfriend a kiss on the cheek and then laid down with your head in her lap. 

Alexia returned the kiss with some lovely head massage as she knew you loved.

“No puedo. Ustedes son tan lindas” (I can't. You two are so cute!) Alba squealed, seeing her two favorite best friends being in love.

Alexia gave her a soft smile, not wanting to wake you up.

“Será mejor que te cases con ella pronto” (You better marry her soon) Alexia’s mother added quietly, but enough for her daughters to hear.

“Estoy planeando hacerlo” (I'm planning to do it) Alexia replied in Spanish as she didn’t want you to hear the news.

Alexia’s family gave her a side eye with a smile before going back to their game of uno.

[carousel-crows]

For your icemav prompt suggestion thing!! So stupid but maybe Ice sees how good Mav is with Bradley/kids and he just instantly swoons lmfaoo

thank you thank you thank you! this is such a cute prompt!

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Tom Kazansky knew a lot of things, that could not be disputed.

In his profession, he had to know a plethora maneuvers by heart. He could do extremely complex math in his head. He knew who was flying and where. He knew his flight manual so well he could recite it in multiple languages.

He knew things about his wingman, too. He knew that Pete "Maverick" Mitchell was dangerous. He knew that he flew like a maniac. He knew that he had a reason to. He knew of the guilt he carries around, how ghosts follow him. He knew that Pete bounced from foster house to foster house, and sometimes he thinks that he deserves it. Tom knows he doesn't. He knows that Pete's eyes are the boldest green he's ever seen. He knows about his love for forehead kisses and strawberries on his waffles.

He did not know that Pete was good with kids.

He knew that he had a godson/nephew. He did not know how great of an uncle he is.

The second Mav saw the boy, his grin grew bigger than he'd thought possible. The boy shrieked when he was scooped up by strong arms and kissed soundly on his cheek. Mav swung him around to sit him on hip, laughing. He could see Carole Bradshaw smiling tiredly, seemingly relieved that they were all here.

"Hey, Baby Goose. I've missed you."

"Hi, Mav."

The boy sees him standing there and buries his head into Mav's shoulder shyly. "Who's that?"

"That's your uncle Ice, Bradley. Him and me fly together. Can you say hi?"

Bradley lifts his head and smiles. "Hi, Ice. Did you know my daddy?"

Ice nods. "He was a good man."

Bradley frowns, confused.

Pete, seeing that, says, "Uncle Tom lives here with me. We want to go get ice cream with you and Mama. Do you want some?"

A squeal escapes Bradley as he nods. "Yeah, Uncle Mav!" he turns to his mother, eyes wide. "Please, Mama? I'll be extra good!"

Carole laughs. "Of course, honey."

Bradley cheers, and Mav flings him around happily.

He was smiling so wide. God, he was so good with him. He would be such a good parent.

Ice shocks himself at that. He'd never thought about having kids, especially now that he was with Pete. The Navy was no place for children.

But the thought of somehow having a child that looked like them, a proclamation of their love. Light hair, green eyes. Or maybe dark hair, with shockingly blue eyes.

Having a little girl tug on his pant leg and asking to be picked up. A little boy exclaiming happily after finding a coin on the sidewalk. Hanukkah and Christmas. Birthdays. School and graduation.

"Ice, you good?" He's dragged from his thoughts by his lover's concerned voice.

"Huh? Oh, yeah," he smiles, then starts toward the car. "I was just thinking."

"Dangerous."

"Shut up Mitchell."

Carole and Bradley are already pulling out of the parking lot. He unlocks his car, sits down, and starts the engine.

"Are you sure you're good, babe?"

"You're good with kids. It's cute."

He looks a little surprised at that. "Oh."

"I've never thought about having kids before." He turns to look at Pete, nervous.

"Me neither. Until you." He pecks him on the cheek. "We should look into it, when we're ready."

That surprises Tom. "Okay."

He isn't quite sure how that would work, but he doesn't really care. He'd do anything for Maverick.

"I love you, Tom. I'd do anything for you."

"And I would do anything for you, my love."

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i think i accidentally might've given Ice baby fever. No regrets.

if i have time i'll make this into a full on fic, idk.

[cultofdixon]

I’m Lucky I Found You

Daryl Dixon • She/Her Pronouns • Finally a Christmas without having to worry about anything but what’s been around since square one • SFW/Lil Angst • TW: Mentions of Pregnancy & Birth / Mentions of Frostbite

Happy Holidays y’all 🤍🎄

“It’s snowing!” The small child was up against the glass of the living room window watching the snow fall for a moment before pulling herself away to bother a few certain people upstairs.

The child struggles to climb onto the bed, resulting in her falling off along with the blanket covering the sleeping few. The thud caused the two in the bed to shot forward to the sound.

“I’m ok!”

“She’s gonna be the death of me” the drawl of his southern accent was music to the other’s tired ears as she rubs the sleep from her eyes. “You alright sweet pea?”

“Yes! Go back to sleep” the child wiggles herself out of the blanket only for the dog to investigate her momentarily as she collects herself.

“You heard the little one” He immediately wraps his arm around his significant other slamming them both back onto the bed causing a gasp to escape her.

“Daryl!”

“Shh. We’re supposed to be sleepin’ Y/N so Fallon wakes us up” Daryl rolled himself on top of his other half making her laugh beneath him. He suddenly rolled off when he was suddenly smacked on the back. “Okay what the hell!”

“It’s snowing!” Fallon went to smack him again when Daryl suddenly grabbed his squealing daughter bringing her into the cuddle puddle. “I wanna go outside! Not stay in bed!”

“Five more minutes” Daryl sandwiched his kid between him and his girl hearing them both giggle like maniacs.

After finally getting up and getting the overly excited child dressed for the snow, Fallon sprinted out the front door and immediately fell into a pile of snow. Daryl sprinted out shortly after to pick her up and make sure she didn’t hurt herself but once he lifted her, she started to giggle again.

“She really is gonna be the death of you” Y/N laughs a bit adjusting Dog’s sweater before letting him run out to the two and eventually the Grimes kids that joined.

“Uncle Daryl! Auntie Y/N! It’s snowing!” Judith smiles running over to Fallon the second she was set down as the two started to get to work on their snowman.

“Imma get the fireplace going, and maybe a certain birdie would be awake. Don’t let Fallon or Judith slip on the ice D” Y/N chimes in before letting Michonne and baby RJ into the house to enjoy the warmth.

“I ain’t gonna let’em slip—-hey no running!” Daryl yells watching the two run in the direction of the pantry to get a carrot for their snowman. But slipped every now and then because of the ice on the street. “They’re really out to get me” he groans catching up but didn’t see the curb do to the snow and tripped into a pile of it.

“Oh my god” Of course Aaron had to make his way over to the Dixon’s right as Daryl face planted. “Yknow…That’s not how you make a snow angel”

“Once I get up, I’m killing yea” Daryl groans taking the extended hand from his friend as Gracie gave them both pleading looks while holding the fish they’re bringing to Christmas. “They’re finding a carrot for their snowman, I’ll take that and you join’em?” He smiles watching the little one light up handing off the dish to Daryl before joining Judith and Fallon.

“So how’s Y/N holding up? Still spooked by what happened during the summer?”

“A bit. Fuck, so am I” Daryl frowns rubbing the back of his neck with his free hand. “But the Dixon and Grimes kids are fighters.”

“Hey don’t forget about my kid” Aaron smiles being a proud dad over his little one. “They’re all fighters”

“But still our babies” Daryl adds watching Judith and Fallon help Gracie up to put the finishing touch on their snowman. The sound of the gates opening startled the three a bit but once they saw who it was they started to run toward the arrivals.

“Better hope Auntie Carol didn’t bring another knife for Fallon” Aaron elbows his friend getting an eye roll in response. Not that Y/N has an issue with it, just Daryl wanting his little girl to stay his little girl forever and will always be protective of her.

The kids ran toward Carol and Ezekiel’s wagon and before they even got close, Henry stopped all of them picking them all up. The four-five year olds squealed giggling trying to get out of the teen’s arms as he mainly stopped them so the horses wouldn’t trample them.

“Need a hand?” Carol laughs patting her son on the back once they got the horses handled as he sets the kids down for all of them to swarm their aunt Carol. “Wow pawning them off to me?”

“They want to see you more than me” Henry scoffs playfully before going to help his dad.

“Did you bring it auntie Carol? Did you?” Judith smiles up at Carol as she couldn’t help her own before going to grab the thing in question.

The thing was the famous Grimes hat, Carol took it to get it padded to fit the five year old better. Judith squeals happily hugging Carol once more before running toward the Dixon house to show her mom. Gracie smiles happily going over to Ezekiel and hugging him quickly as Fallon made grabby hands toward her aunt being picked up immediately.

“You driving your dad crazy yet?” Carol smiles watching Fallon shake her head as she held onto her while she carried the little one. “Well there’s always time”

Soon everyone was in the Dixon house enjoying the company of their friends and family. Daryl went into the kitchen to grab a glass for Siddiq when he spotted Y/N staring at an unopened envelope by the sink while she held their two year old in her arms. The young one instantly ratting out his existence.

“Daddy”

Y/N immediately turns to the archer taking not only a clean glass for their friend, but their son Robin out of her arms.

“Gonna read it?”

“I don’t know if I’d like what is written…but she did go out of her way to write it and give it to someone she trusts to deliver it to me” Y/N frowns for just a second, only for her smile to return when not only Daryl kisses her forehead but Robin mimicking his daddy’s action.

“The kiddos wanna go out in the snow again, could give yea the time. Or we can go out later when everybody is settled and asleep. Give yea more privacy”

“You are the most perfect man…” Y/N smiles bringing herself close to kiss her husband, and then their little one. “But I just need a second…”

“Take all the time yea need. But I don’t make any promises that I won’t check on yea” Right as Daryl was making his leave, Y/N tugged on the back of his poncho.

“You need to get Robin suited for the snow. We don’t need to worry about frostbite”

Daryl scoffs with a smirk knowing damn well he’s gonna bubble wrap his two year old with snow clothes before joining the rest of the family.

Right as Robin was set in the snow in his layers, he immediately sprinted for the dog as Fallon whispers to Judith and Gracie what they should do. Making the three swarm Robin and add him into their plan. Michonne found purchase on the porch to their home watching the kids hide behind a snow covered bush to make snowballs.

“Dog, stick with’em” Daryl whistles at Dog who was already following the small pack of kids before sitting with Michonne. “Better cover RJ”

“Oh you already know their plan?”

“Yea think we ain’t gonna be pelted by snowballs at least once during the snowy season?”

“Fair” Michonne laughs using her scarf and blanket gifted by Aaron to cover them both. Her laugh faded along with her smile as she didn’t want to bring it up but Daryl could tell.

“No change…once it’s warmer in setting out for another two weeks.”

“I love your dedication Daryl and I appreciate it for more than just my sake…but it’s okay to stick around and just have to stay that way.” Michonne sighs softening a bit as she looks down at RJ who was comfortable snuggled up to his mother. “Your wife is too understanding. Given everything we’ve all faced…but you don’t want to miss any of this”

Daryl knew Y/N was always understanding of everything he’s done. She was always going to be on his side, even if he can be wrong, but those times she’s always told him how she felt about it.

________

“Daryl”

“I can’t talk Y/N. I gotta get my gear”

“But Daryl”

Daryl stops the second he heard it as he drops everything he was holding onto the bed to bring Y/N into his embrace after hearing her start to sob.

“Daryl…if you have to, you have to. But p-please. It’s not just me anymore…” Y/N continued to sob holding onto Daryl as he wasn’t letting go any time soon knowing she’s referring to their kids. Their two beautiful kids that couldn’t afford to lose either of them or anymore of their family.

“I still gotta look…but I’ll always come back. For all of you…I ain’t disappearing”

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“He’s my brother…I won’t ever stop, but I’m not planning on missin’ any of this” Daryl gave Michonne a quick smile before it faded when the snowball was met with his face. Michonne immediately snorted to what happened as the little gasps from the girls were heard and the shocked expression on Daryl’s youngest was met with a harmless glare from their dad.

“He was supposed to aim for your chest”

“He’s a good shot!” Judith laughs giving another snow ball to Robin as he held it while Daryl got up towering the small child watching him drop the snowball.

“Guess I’ve got an advantage” Daryl picked up Robin holding him carefully but like he’d hold his crossbow. Robin started squealing as he picked up a snowball when Daryl lowered him enough to get one. “Get’em Robin!” He pointed toward sibling as Fallon was met with a snowball to the face.

“Scatter!” Fallon yells running away from the human crossbow being held by the expert.

Carol stepped out of the house with Henry to join in on the fun by getting a snowball set up and hitting her own son. Henry immediately started picking up the snow making them into snowballs before hitting anybody on site. The three little girls teamed up to get everybody who was also throwing snowballs.

The small fight lasted for what felt like hours which lead to Daryl carrying his sleepy kids back inside and Carol carrying Judith while Henry follows exhausted. Aaron carried Gracie inside as they all decided to have them sleepover. Part of having everyone under the same roof was comforting, reminded the quarry few about their time in the prison before the chaos. Daryl handed blankets off to everybody who needed one, watching Fallon get comfortable with Judith and Gracie as she refused to sleep in her own bed when her friends were over. Robin was comfortable in his Aunt Carol’s arms as she sat by the fire with Henry and Ezekiel.

Once he was sure knowing they’re all comfortable, Daryl went in search for his other half as it didn’t take long to find her outside on the porch swing with a now open letter.

“Everything alright?”

“Hershel is doing good, so is Maggie…but they aren’t coming back for a while” Y/N frowns readjusting when Daryl sat beside her wrapping his arm around her shoulders as she brought her blanket to cover them both.

“To Alexandria? That was obvious…cuz of Negan”

“No, to Hilltop. All of it. She’s going to explore more of what’s out there…with her son. Find and help people pretty much” Y/N leaned into Daryl feeling him rub up and down her arm soothingly. “Who knows when she’ll come back…”

“She’s strong. She and Hershel Jr. will be alright” Daryl kisses the top of her head hearing her hum happily. “And when she needs us, she’ll come back”

“I hope so” Y/N snuggles into her husband more feeling him tighten his hold on her. She looked out into the community seeing it start to snow once again as in a sense it was calming. “Daryl?”

“Yeah doll?”

“I’m lucky I found you”

Daryl felt the heat rise to his face and the uncontrollable smile break out on his face as he rests his chin on top of her head bringing her even closer.

“I’m lucky I found you too”

[midnightramblrs]

“Do you remember when we first met?” The ice cream in your tall milkshake glass is melting down the side of the cup, thin lines of baby pink strawberry. It’s too hot of a day to eat it without it melting into a big heap.

“Like when we first talked or when I first saw you?” Eddie holds his hand up to the window and squints his eyes to shield them from the sun. He was still too stubborn to buy his own pair of sunglasses, and insisted on wearing yours at whatever chance he could get.

You hold your hand out across the table for Eddie to wipe it free of sticky sugar, your wrist pressing against the table as he wipes a napkin over your knuckles and the palm of your hand. Once he had finished and scrunched the paper into a ball, you move to rummage through your bag to retrieve your sunglasses case to slide it across the table in one swift motion. “I guess when you first saw me technically counts.”

“Then it would’ve been freshman year.” He answers without missing a beat, spinning the glasses between his fingers before pushing them up his nose. Sometimes Eddie had a freakishly good memory, other times he couldn’t even remember what he had for breakfast.

“That early?” You shovel a spoonful of ice cream in your mouth, your eyebrows raised high on your forehead.

“You were wearing blue sneakers and you couldn’t make eye contact with me.” Eddie feels a warm feeling spread in his stomach at the memory. The second day of school when it seemed an impossible task to even find out where the english classroom was, you bumped your shoulder into his.

“You were intimidating!” You point your spoon at him, your smile reaching your eyes in an attempt not to laugh. “A fifteen year old that had a chain belt.”

“It wasn’t a belt.” He runs his finger over the glass and brings some melted ice cream to the tip of his tongue. On any other day he would argue that three scoops of strawberry is borderline criminal and at least one scoop of chocolate has to be in there to break it up, but it’s mid-July and he’s basically wearing all black and he’s too hot to argue.

“It was the chain for your pants your uncle got you,” You’re talking almost to yourself, the sound of plates clattering in the background and a teenage girl letting out a high-pitched squeal almost making you inaudible. You look up at him before you speak again, meeting his eyes that are just peeking through the black tint of the sunglasses. “For Christmas.”

“Yeah.” Eddie feels like his heart is aching. He knows you remember little things about him, knows you know his favourite guitar riff and his favourite movie. Though he can only remember telling you how he got that gift years ago in passing, back when he hadn’t grown into his voice yet and you were still a couple inches taller than him. Someone listens to him, like really listens to him. The thought of it is kind of overwhelming and makes his stomach do flips. “For Christmas.”

[flurrys-creativity]

Abience

abience (n.) - the strong urge to avoid someone or something

Pairing: Minhyuk (Monsta X) x Fem!Reader; Genre: exes to lovers, romance, SMUT, jackson wang party; Rating: MDNI, nsfw, 18+; Warnings: typical house party stuff > drinking alcohol, loud music, mentions of body shots, dancing; also running away from your ex, arguing, jumping into a boat, minhyuk can't swim, falling into a lake; SMUT > making out, kissing, unprotected sex, voyeurism, breast play; Wordcount: 3.007; Collab: Project X

Summary: The second your ex showed up at the party, you had the strong urge to avoid him at all costs. Minhyuk on the other hand had a different idea.

A/N: While the Collab stopped a few other writers and I decided to keep it going and connect our stories around the infamous Jackson Wang party. This is my first of three entries! Aaaaand should you find some written by @mingsolo @daemour @sanjoongie and @hongcherry in the near or far future, make sure to check them out as well and look for the easter eggs all of us have dropped in each story to connect them! Have fun reading!

“What makes a Jackson Wang party so different to any other house party thrown by some random dude?” You asked and swirled the liquid of your red solo cup around. 

After someone called body shots in the kitchen you had grabbed your friend and fled the scene, refusing to participate in a game where you almost had to strip and let random guys slobber all over your stomach - or worse you had to drink from theirs.

“You’re aware of the luxury surrounding you?” Your friend laughed and chucked down her own drink. She locked arms with you and pulled you along the house, peeking into every room on your way.

You stopped in your tracks, when you saw a frantic looking Hyungwon pushing through the hallway. He halted in front of you, probably recognising you. “The kitchen?”

Maybe he didn’t remember you and only asked you due to the solo cup in your hand. You pointed over your shoulder, your eyes following him. Just before he vanished from your sight, he turned back and waved to you. “Thanks y/n!”

Your eyes widened momentarily in surprise but you didn’t want to dwell on it. Technically Hyungwon was a part of your past. Ever since you broke up with Minhyuk - his roommate - you haven’t seen Hyungwon either and you weren’t too affected by it.

As you and your friend wandered further through the house, commenting on everything that you two saw - including the hot, blond foreigner, who seemingly was like a little kid on christmas day, soaking in every detail he saw.

You two snickered and continued your way around the house, reaching the somewhat called play room. “Oh pool tables!” Your friend squealed in excitement and pulled you into the room as well.

At one end you saw a group of people playing beer pong or some sort of variation of it, while two men occupied the large pool table and played a game against each other. They had a few viewers, mostly girls that swooned over them - and your friend seemingly was now one of them.

You tilted your head and observed the situation, finding it quite amusing how smitten some people could become by a guy that knew how to play. Your jaw tensed when you recognised one of them as Yoon Jeonghan - a colleague of Minhyuk. You dreaded turning your head and checking on the other guy but your body moved on its own accord. You two locked eyes. A flurry of emotions played over Minhyuk’s face, showing surprise, wonder and delight, while you were sure your own face showed panic.

Not even thinking about informing your friend, you turned on your heel and rushed out of the room. There was no way you could stay in the same room as him. Not after your break up was more than unclear and you still hadn’t come to terms with it.

You heard Minhyuk excuse himself behind you, thrusting the queue into someone else's hands and following you as quickly as possible. With the adrenaline pumping through your body, you pushed through groups of people and went into a different room, hoping to lose him in the crowds.

Someone grabbed your hand and pulled you into the middle of the room, forcing you to dance along with dozens of others. Bodies got tightly pressed against another, barely moving to the rhythm of the loud music anymore.

Despite you being significantly smaller than most of the other dancers - especially since you didn’t wear heels like most of the women around you - you worried about being found by Minhyuk. Restlessly your head turned over your shoulders again and again, checking your back every other second just to be sure.

When you noticed Minhyuk inside of the room, you pressed yourself through the dancers and away from his side, wishing to escape on the other side.

Somehow Minhyuk noticed you and quickly followed you again, only losing you momentarily in the next room. He huffed in frustration when you kept on slipping through his fingers, seemingly vanishing right before he got to you.

You slipped through the back entrance of the house, breathing in the fresh air around you. For a while you wondered whether you should stay here, go around the house to the front or do something else.

“Y/N!”

You whipped around, seeing Minhyuk in the doorway. He appeared a little more dishevelled than when you first saw him. You probably didn’t look any better after pushing through so many sweaty bodies for probably half an hour already. 

Nonetheless you didn’t let him say another word. Instead you speed walked out into the open. When you looked over your shoulder and saw him running after you, you screeched and picked up the pace yourself. You ran across the lawn and towards the wooden docks at the lake.

Minhyuk stopped at the shore and called out after you, running his hands through his hair desperately when he saw you jumping into a small rowing boat.

“What do you want?” You called back, stretching your arms out to balance yourself as you turned around still standing.

“Please, I just wanna talk to you.”

“But I don’t wanna talk to you!” You stomped on the ground with one foot, quickly regretting the decision as you dropped down and grabbed onto the sides of the boat. You waited for the shaking to subside before you looked back up towards Minhyuk. “We broke up. Please just leave me alone.”

Minhyuk had set one foot on the dock, unsure whether he wanted to move closer or stay on land. After all, he never properly learned how to swim, so water awoke a healthy amount of respect inside of him. “We both know that wasn’t a true break up! We had one fight and from then on you just ghosted me!”

“I did NOT ghost you! I told you I was done and then I left!” You huffed and crossed your arms over your chest. “That’s breaking up!”

You hadn’t noticed how the boat wasn’t properly secured at the dock and how the violent shaking from your part slowly got it loose, making you drift away from the wooden platform.

Minhyuk stepped on the docks completely, his legs shaking as he walked closer to the edge. Though when he reached it, the boat was already out of reach.

You clenched your jaw, still glaring at him and praying for his own good that he wouldn’t pull you in just so he could continue to speak to you. Though when you noticed Minhyuk frantically looking around the ground he was standing on, you started to feel nervous.

“Y/N? Do you have a paddle in that boat? I think you need to row back.” Minhyuk called out to you, looking at you with worry shining in his eyes.

You twisted and turned your body, checking every little space inside the small boat but coming up empty handed. Finally fear settled in your own system and you looked back up at Minhyuk with wide eyes. Your mind was already racing as it tried to come up with a solution.

“Fuck”, Minhyuk cursed and bent down, untying his shoes and placing them to the side. He almost completely undressed until he only stood in his boxers. He swallowed harshly and walked a few steps back, before he turned to you again. Anxiously shaking his hands next to his body he tried hyping himself up.

You screamed when he started running and jumped into the dark lake. You stared at him with wide eyes while he paddled - rather ungracefully - towards you and the boat, splashing water everywhere.

A shriek escaped your lips and you raised your hands towards your face, shielding it from the water. 

Minhyuk grabbed onto the side of the boat, breathing heavily. His body shook violently and he wasn’t sure whether it was from the cold, the adrenaline or the panic he felt while being inside the water. 

“Now that you reached the boat, what is your plan?” You asked him, still in disbelief of what he just did. “Are you pulling the boat back to the shore?”

Minhyuk grunted lowly and tried pulling himself into the boat. Though with his shaking the opposite happened. The boat started shaking violently enough for you to lose your balance and fall head first into the water as well.

You coughed heavily as soon as you breached the surface again, wiping the water and your wet hair out of your face. You glared towards Minhyuk and with a few strokes swam closer to him, only to hit him on the shoulder.

“Shit, are you okay?” Minhyuk ignored the pain in his shoulder, reaching out to you instead and cupping your cheek. “I didn’t mean to.”

You sighed heavily and pointed towards the boat that he still held with one hand. “Let us get you inside that boat now.”

“No, no, no. You should go first!”

“So that I can fall into the water twice? No, thank you.” You told him with a firm shake of your head. “We also still need to get this boat back to the dock and I can pull it while swimming there. I’m soaked anyway.” You silently swam around the boat until you found the rope that should have been holding it to the dock and grabbed it, swimming back to Minhyuk.

“I’ll help you.”

“Minhyuk”, you sighed softly, unsure how to tell him that he wouldn’t be much of a help with his nonexistent skill of swimming.

He sighed himself, his head hanging lowly. Minhyuk avoided looking at you, his grip on the boat tightening while he fought with himself. “I know I won’t be much help”, he whispered, shortly glancing up to you, “but please don’t make me get in that boat and let you pull me back to the shore. I made enough of a fool out of myself just now. I don’t think my ego can take another blow.”

“Alright.” You didn’t argue with him. Instead you turned around and headed for the dock, pulling the boat behind you as you swam the relatively short distance.

Once you reached the dock, you motioned for Minhyuk to pull himself up first. He followed your request and then took the rope, tying it around a metal bar on the dock. As soon as he made sure it was secure, he turned to you again and held out his hand for you to grab.

You smiled up at him and accepted his hand but instead of getting pulled up, you pulled him back down into the water. Snickering and then laughing loudly when he broke through the surface, gasping for air. “Payback”, you told him between your laughing fits. You still held out your hand and pulled him back to the dock when he grabbed it.

“I guess I deserved that”, he muttered and pushed his hair out of his face.

“Maybe”, you grinned and swam closer to him, wrapping one arm around his neck and pressing your body against his. “But you also deserve a thanks. For trying to save me.”

“Which I failed horribly”, he looked down, unhappy with how everything turned out to be. 

“Hey”, you cupped his face and made him look into your eyes, “you did something you’ve never done before and I am so, so proud of you, love.” With that you leaned up and kissed him, closing your eyes in the process.

Minhyuk wrapped one of his arms around your middle, pulling you closer against him and deepening the kiss, while his other hand grabbed on the wooden dock, keeping you two afloat. 

You wrapped your legs around his waist and pressed your core against him. With delight you noticed how his dick grew from the pressure you put on him.

“Get on the dock”, he growled against your lips, placing his free hand beneath your ass and pushing you up. As soon as he made sure you were safely on the dock, he pulled himself up as well, immediately crawling over to your sitting form and caging you in.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pulled him into another kiss, ignoring your wet clothes clinging to your skin.

Minhyuk rolled his hips against yours every now and then, eliciting soft moans from you, which he greedily ate up with his kisses. When he decided he had enough, he got on his knees and opened your jeans, pulling the soaked fabric down your legs.

You had to kick your legs even to finally get them as well as your shoes off. You simultaneously unbuttoned your white blouse, which had now become see through, showing your satin bra. All of your wet clothes - including your underwear, because neither of you had the patience to wait any longer - landed in a pile right next to you.

Minhyuk had pulled his boxers down as well, leaving both of you completely naked. His eyes wandered over your form, fingers gently brushing along the curves of your body. “Damn, I fucking missed that sight.” He leaned down and greedily kissed along your body, sucking and nibbling little love bites in his way as well.

Your head automatically rolled back as you arched your body underneath his little ministrations. The second you felt one of his hands on your thigh, you opened your legs, welcoming him between them immediately. You moaned softly when he rolled his hips into yours again, rubbing his hard dick against your folds.

“You’re so fucking beautiful”, Minhyuk whispered against your skin, nosing along your neck and jawline. “I missed you so fucking much.” He pressed himself against your body, edging you on until you grew impatient and writhed underneath him, searching for that friction.

“Please, Min”, you gasped and arched your back even more, “please, I need you inside of me. Now!”

Minhyuk chuckled and brushed his fingers along your side. “So fucking needy for me.” He grabbed your breast with one hand, groping it and circling your hardened nipple with his thumb. 

His slow ministrations were turning you on like nothing else but at the same time they were torture. You wanted nothing more than to feel his thick cock inside of your tight pussy. You wanted to suck him in, feeling him hit that one spot inside of you over and over again.

After all the years you two were together, Minhyuk knew exactly when you had become so needy for him that you basically became puddy underneath his touch. He aligned his dick with your centre and pushed into you, groaning in pleasure from the feeling.

He halted momentarily when he had completely sunken into you, pressing his forehead into the crook of your neck while he breathed heavily. It’s been so long since he felt you around him. Your scent, your touch, everything turned him on, intoxicated him, made him addicted to you.

“Fuck me”, you exhaled and tentatively squeezed around his shaft. You moaned loudly the second Minhyuk started to pull out and thrust back into you, setting a pace that turned your brain into a mess.

Minhyuk thrusted into you over and over again, panting heavily above you but not slowing down at all. It simply felt too good to fuck you again like this.

Soon enough you tipped over the edge, your whole body spasming and your moans mixed with whimpers of sensitivity. 

Minhyuk immediately came after you, pushing himself deep inside of you and staying there until his dick softened. He rolled next to you, his chest moving rapidly. “Fuck.”

“Yeah”, you laughed softly and scooted closer to him, snuggling into his side. “That was amazing.” 

Minhyuk hummed and wrapped his arms around your form, pulling you into him as he nosed the side of your head with closed eyes. “I missed that. Missed you.”

“Maybe I overreacted back then”, you mumbled and drew random lines on his chest, avoiding looking at him. “Because I missed you too. Missed touching you, kissing you.” 

Minhyuk grabbed your chin and tilted your head so you would look at him. “What do you say about starting over?” He leaned down and kissed you - gently and so soft, giving you the choice to deepen it.

You wrapped your arms around his neck and pushed yourself deeper into the kiss, licking over his lips and moaning against them when his hands wandered over your naked body again.

“As much as I wanna fuck you all over again”, Minhyuk said once you two broke the kiss to get some air, “I think we should change the location for that.”

You sat up and looked around, slowly nodding and agreeing with his statement. Yet, you only stared at your pile of soaked clothes, pulling a face at the thought of putting them on again.

Minhyuk pushed himself up into a sitting position as well, kissing your cheek with a soft laugh. “If you promise me not to flash anyone your cute little butt, I’ll give you my shirt to wear until we’re inside an empty bathroom.”

“Bathroom? Not the bedroom?” You raised one eyebrow in question, even tilting your head like a little puppy.

“Our clothes need a tumble dryer and-” he leaned over to you, one of his hands running over your skin, while he kissed you softly - “your skin is freezing cold. I want you to take a hot shower so you won’t get sick.”

“Only if you’re in that shower with me”, you smirked, already struggling to keep your hands to yourself.

“That can be arranged.” Minhyuk grinned against your lips, gently biting your lower lip before he stood up and pulled you along. He gave you his shirt and got into his dry pants himself. He then grabbed the pile of wet clothes, watching how you seductively buttoned his shirt up.

Thankfully it covered all the important places, though it didn’t stop him from eating you up with his eyes. “It’s gonna be a long night, love.”

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♫ Pairing : dad!san x fem!reader

♫ Genre : supernatural au, angst + hurt/comfort

♫ W.C : 2050

♫ Warnings : major character death, car crash, mentions of blood + injuries, argument, mental breakdown, reconciliation

♫ A/N : Adapted a repost for Christmas <3

♫ Network : @cacaokpop-fics

© 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝟏𝟏𝟏𝟕-𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐡𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐬. Do not steal, plagiarise, translate, repost or use my work in any way, shape or form.

This was definitely not what he’d expected while driving home for Christmas.

San’s eyes struggled to stay open as he breathed heavily, blood trickling down his forehead like a river. The mangled metal of what once was his car twisted and writhed, screaming in agony as San tried to lift his head out of the airbag that had deployed on impact. Everything hurt, many of his bones most likely broken and his breathing shallow. It was getting harder and harder to breathe, the air dense with smoke. A hissing came from under the bonnet.

“Sh-..Shit.”

Slowly lifting himself up, San hissed in pain when he heard a crack from near his ribs. A burning sensation tore through his arm yet he reached up regardless, coughing and subsequently groaning in pain. His fingers fumbled with the sun visor before he managed to pull it down, taking a picture out before letting his hand fall back into his lap.

The last of his strength was slowly but surely leaving him.

His eyelids felt as heavy as lead, and his eyes grew unfocused despite his attempts to squint and see the picture. He was desperate to see his family one more time.

A bright light could now be seen further up the road, and all of San’s lights had been ruined by the crash. There was no way for the driver to see him until it was too late. Knowing there was a slim chance he’d escape this second impact with his life, San sighed and turned his head to the sunroof, marvelling at the beauty of the stars. He chuckled at the irony of life, a shooting star passing overhead. Although it felt meaningless, the male still closed his eyes and wished, tears now flowing down his cheeks as he heard the truck speeding towards him.

It wouldn’t hurt to make one last Christmas wish.

He mumbled quietly to himself, hating that he couldn’t reach his phone to say goodbye, whimpering quietly as a loud honk drowned out his words. It kept going, again and again as the driver slammed down his breaks, the car squealing in response. Despite the immense pain he was in, San lifted the picture and kissed his loved ones for the last time, the headlights blinding and the horn deafening. He let out one last sentence as he freely sobbed, the imminence of his fate terrifying him.

“I-I’ll see you guys s-soon okay? Daddy’ll see y-you soon.”

Then, darkness.

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Two Weeks Later

San shot up with a start, holding his head as a sharp pain made itself known. He winced with a hiss, cursing under his breath quietly as he rubbed his temple.

“Daddy! That’s a bad word!”

Looking up, San smiled in relief when he saw his eldest child, Hana, playing quietly with her tea set. Shakily standing up from the floor, San made his way over to Hana with a chuckle.

“Sorry baby, Daddy just had a bad dream.”

When Hana smiled up at San, he gave her a smile back, moving to place his hand on her shoulder. He was soon surprised to find however that his arm passed straight through her. The girl’s expression seemed to darken a little, Hana setting down her cup and adjusting a teddy before turning to a confused San.

“Mommy says you’re a dream too, Daddy.”

Hana let her hand fly out at San’s legs, seemingly unfazed when they passed through cleanly. San, however, jumped back with a start.

“What- What the fuck!-“

Bringing a finger to her lips, Hana shushed her father with wide eyes.

“Daddy! Stop swearing!“

Despite his breath spiralling out of control as he searched for a reason for such a strange event, San tried to calm himself and keep himself from stressing out Hana.

“Sorry, sorry. But baby, how did you know that was gonna happen?”

Hana gave a little huff as she played with a utensil half heartedly, seemingly unable of looking San in the face.

“When I saw you laying on the floor this morning, I tried to hug you but it wouldn’t work. Mommy says it’s because your a fig-ge-mant of my image- in-nation.”

While Hana seemed to struggle over the complicated words you had used, San began to pull at his hair in stress. What the fuck was happening right now? Before he could ask any more questions however, you opened the door to Hana’s bedroom, eyes red and sore as you bounced a restless Haru on your hip.

“Honey, were you talking to yourself again?”

San stood up with a start, taking in your dishevelled appearance with concern as you gazed tiredly at Hana. Not only sore, your eyes had dark circles underneath them as if you hadn’t slept for weeks. Your hair was messily held back by a bandana, and stains adorned your clothes, seemingly from the little menace whining into your t-shirt. Despite this, the girl only pouted in response, shaking her head.

“No Mommy, I was talking to Daddy. See? He’s right there!”

Hana pointed eagerly at San, who walked closer to you hesitantly, unsure of himself. You turned your head to face him, but only seemed to see through him as your eyes watered. You quickly wiped away a tear with a sniffle before turning back to Hana, leaving San hurt and even more confused than before.

“I’ve already told you Hana, Daddy had to go on a very long trip. He cant be in two places at once, can he?”

San rose a hand to your face as you said this, closing the gap between the two of you and cupping your cheek. You shivered briefly, raising your own hand slowly to feel where San had touched you.

“Y/N, I’m here. Can’t you see me?”

Haru had finally calmed down a little as he stared at San, his tear-stained face slowly brightening as he made grabby hands towards his father. When you pushed his hands down, Hana’s voice rose indignantly, the girl standing up from her chair and walking closer towards you, hands on her hips.

“Why aren’t you letting Daddy touch Haru?! I know he can’t really touch him, but Haru’s too young to understand anyways!”

You let out an exasperated sigh at this, running a hand down your face before replying with a slight edge to your tone.

“Because your dad isn’t here Hana, he’s away! I’m sorry you couldn’t say goodbye, but that doesn’t mean you can raise your voice at me! I didn’t get to say goodbye either!”

Your chest heaved as you tried to keep yourself from erupting, Haru also starting to become stressed as Hana ignored your words and continued. San meanwhile stood between the two of you, unsure of what to do as Hana ignored your warnings.

“Stop lying! Daddy’s right here! I can see him!”

San shushed Hana, coming over to her in an attempt to calm the situation down.

“Hana don’t-”

“He’s not here, Hana! He’s gone away for a very long time, and he’s not coming back! Don’t you understand?! He’s gone! Forever!”

Tears streamed down your cheeks as those words left your mouth, sobbing helplessly as Haru started screaming. Despite San’s efforts to keep her from starting up again, Hana walked straight through her father, pushing at your legs until you stumbled out of the doorway.

“You liar!”

And with that, Hana slammed the door in your face, collapsing against it as hot tears of anger flowed. Sliding to the floor, she curled up in a ball and broke down. San quickly came over to her, wrapping his arms around Hana as she bawled, the weight of the world crashing down on her tiny shoulders. Despite not feeling the physical touch of San, she could still feel the love radiating off of him. The two of them stayed there until the fast beat of her heart slowly but surely returned to normal, her anger turning into sadness as she lifted her head and looked at San with a sniff.

“Daddy, are you real? Mommy’s wrong, right?”

San gulped at this, have no clue what to say. I mean, he felt real, but was he? How could he not hold his own children if he’s real? How can his own wife not see him? But how could he not be real?

“To be honest, I have no clue baby. All I know is that I love you so much, and so does Mommy.”

San tried to steady his hand to keep it from slipping through Hana’s face, cupping her cheek.

“Cut your mum some slack, okay? She’s… not herself right now. Plus, you shouldn’t be shouting at her like that either way.”

Hana nodded sullenly, her expression soon brightening when San pulled a silly face at her.

“Now, go apologise to Mommy okay?”

Nodding again, Hana stood up with a sniffle and opened the door, not noticing how the door passed straight through San. That was something he’d never get used to. Surprisingly you were also on the floor, Haru hugging you and whining quietly as you sobbed into his clothes.

San immediately went to your side, pressing small kisses to your face and shushing you quietly. It seemed like you had some sort of connection with him still, as you quietened a little. Hana silently joined Haru in hugging you, all three of you now crying quietly on the floor together. Grabbing Hana’s face, you kissed her forehead before pulling her closer.

“I’m sorry honey, Mommy’s so sorry.”

Hugging you tighter, Hana shook her head, burying it further into your neck as she mumbled onto your skin.

“Me too Mommy, I’m sorry. I shouldn’t have shouted at you.”

Watching on quietly, San smiled at his family’s reconciliation, standing up and staring down lovingly at the people most precious to him. Lifting your head up, you pulled back from Hana with a red nose.

“Honey, are you… sure you see Daddy? Could you.. tell me where he is?“

Hesitantly, Hana pointed to where San had frozen in shock, eyes wide. Giving Haru to Hana, you stood up and looked him right in the eye, smiling at him with a sniffle.

“San mountain man Dorito built Choi, I love you so damn much. Wherever you are right now, make sure you’re as happy as possible. But not too happy, miss me a little, okay?”

Chuckling, San gave you a salute before pressing a kiss to your lips. Just as you’d done many times when berating him, you wagged your finger at him with a mock-scowl.

“The last part’s super important, don’t forget it or I swear you’ll be in so much trouble when I can finally join you.”

“I won’t forget, I promise.”

“I’m gonna assume you agreed, so now I’m gonna uh-.. I’m gonna go..”

San rolled his eyes and wrapped his arms loosely around you, not wanting to fall right through you. Whispering quietly in your ear, he pressed a kiss to your ear after speaking.

“I’ll watch over you my love, I promise. I’ll wait as long as it takes, and it better be a long fucking time.”

Hana let out a little shout from the floor, annoyed once again with her father’s apparent potty mouth.

“Language, Daddy!”

Chuckling heartily, you wiped a tear from your eye with a wide smile as you spoke.

“God San, even as a imaginary friend you can’t check yourself.”

San gave you a sheepish smile, dimples showing as his ears tinted red. This soon fell however when you walked right through him to get a tissue. It wasn’t painful, physically at least, yet it still took away some of his relief. How long would it be until Hana couldn’t see him? Until she didn’t believe he was there?

Thoughts like this now plagued his mind, yet he plastered on a smile when he saw Hana staring. It wasn’t exactly what he’d wished for, but he’d take what he’d get either way. Death, in his opinion, seemed more lonelier than this transition stage. He’d make the most of this precious time he’d been gifted, and hope that the next day he wouldn’t wake up somewhere else as he’d done today.

“Merry motherfuckin’ Christmas to me, I guess.”

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[likesomekindofcheese]

Can I request a fluffy Joe Mazzello x fem. reader long oneshot where it’s Christmas and Joe and reader are still asleep in their bed and their toddler daughter comes in their room and jumps on the bed to wake them up to tell them Santa has brought her presents and when their daughter comes over to Joe, he’s pretending he’s still asleep and when she gets close enough to him, he jumps up and starts tickling her and reader just gushes over how adorable he is with their daughter and they go to the living room and enjoy their Christmas as a family? Also, their daughter looks just like Joe?

I don't accept requests for long shots, but I can write a blurb!

You weren't dreaming of sugarplums dancing in your head. No, you were dreaming about flying to Austria and landing on one of the snowy mountains there when you felt a little tug.

You blinked awake, still processing you were on the ground in your house and you saw the little face of your daughter looking up at you.

"Mommy, mommy!" she whispered excitedly.

You leaned over and saw that it was 7 in the morning.

"Wha...what is it?" you asked groggily.

"It's Christmas! It's Christmas! And there's presents! Santa came! Santa came here!" she cheered.

"Oh...yes...he did!" you agree with a sleepy smile.

She went over to the other side to Joe. He was laying on his stomach, his red hair a mess on top of the pillow.

"Daddy...Daddy wake up! It's Christmas! Santa got me presents!" she cheered.

There was a cartoonishly loud snore. You knew Joe did not snore like that when genuinely asleep but your daughter didn't. She giggled in response.

Looking closer, you realized how much she did look like Joe. She had his face shape, his eyes, his nose, and his mouth. Though her skin and hair looked like yours, her father's influence was just as present if you looked very carefully.

"Daddyyyyyyyyyyy, wake up! Wake up!" she said.

She leaned closer, took one grubby finger, and began to poke him.

In a second, Joe turned over with an "HRUAGGH!"

He grabbed the little girl who let out a delighted squeal and began to tickle her profusely in his embrace. She began laughing and laughing so hard, that even Joe was laughing. Even you.

"Dad-dyyyy, stop!" she asked, taking in exhales between laughing.

"What's that? Spot?! Like tickle spot?! I'll get it!" he cried, tickling her more.

She was kicking her legs in delight. Then finally, he stopped and all of you finished laughing, catching your breaths. She was so cute- so spunky in spite of her smallness. Her face is alight with the joy of both Christmas morning and her family. You never saw a child cuter than her and it made your heart melt.

"C'mon, nugget," you say to your girl, leaning her in for a hug and a kiss on her head.

"Can we open the presents?!?" she asked.

"Of course! Let's see what Santa got you!" Joe said.

With a cheer, she ran into the living room. As you both got out of bed and put robes over your pajamas from the chill, you kissed his cheek.

"Merry Christmas, Joe."

"Merry Christmas, Y/N."

You walked over there and made coffee, taking sips as the sun was rising. There were presents under the tree with still that fresh, papery scent of wrapping paper on them and the stockings were so full, they had to be taken off the mantle. Joe's, as a tribute, a little dinosaur on it. The tree was alight and the fireplace was started with a crackling fire. Your daughter was wiggling with excitement, ready to open gifts and see the things she wanted so much.

Everything could not be more perfect.

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[bearbonespdf]

tired but i cant sleep so im postingggggggg

me and my pack (which we call ourselves as mostly a joke) did a secret santa/christmas party a couple days ago! ofc bc i (and a few others) have 0 chill, i got/made everyone a few gifts. when it comes to giving gifts, ESPECIALLY handmade ones, i get... nervous to say the least. but never fear! everyone had really good reactions to the gifts i gave! which im gunna list using "code names", which is lightly unnecessary but fun

Been There Done That: so i got him this tinnyyyyy lil keychain he asked for. its from a small artist we both like, she draws these cute lil girls with fruit themes and then make a moldy version of it! (@/feefal on insta) i also went through a bag of starbursts and gave him the pink and red ones cuz he only likes those and a lavender candle. the best gift, however, was a framed picture of our other friends ass :3 he laughed so fucking hard i was so so so happy he found it funny

Wheezer: i crocheted it a brown and green star crossbody bag! its lined with grey flannel fabric and has a phone pocket. unfortunately the strap was a little too long but i think he's gunna hem it. i also gave him a moon projector and a wasteland baby! hozier cd. it screamed when he saw the cd lol

The Ass: this beloved friend got some of my old lace chokers that i can't wear (aversion to things around my neck), a dog enrichment bowl, and some bracelets i made. i am REALLY proud of these bracelets. he has osdd and has 4 alters including himself (host) so i made 4 bracelets. each ine was specifically made to match how i perceive each alter and has a corresponding playing card charm (ace of hearts, queen of diamonds, king of clubs, and the joker) when i gave him the bracelets he got super excited and hugged me superrrr hard. the joker bracelet has a vivid warm color pallet using chip beads and round brass beads, the staple r 2 tiny silver dragonfly beads i found. the queen of diamonds is a mixture of these gorgeous maroon round beads and obsidian beads with a little bit of gold metal beads. the ace of hearts was almost entirely rose quartz round beads with a heart shaped one in the middle, two oblong opalite beads frame the card charm. finally the king of clubs is garnet and obsidian ship beads with a LOT of misc metal beads and a red evil eye bead.

Bird Brain: OK OK OK OK ok i am SO proud of myself on these gifts cuz im pretty sure they LOVED them. first i gave him a shirt, which is technically from Been There Done That, but we had argued about who git to keep the shirt when he was auctioning it off (i tried to let them have it and they tried to let me have it). They tried to give it back but i guilted him into keeping it :3. second i got him a stuffed lamb. pretty average right? WRONG! i found the exact same lamb stuffie that they had as a child and lost. so ofc i bought it, painstakingly hand washed it for a couple hours (we both have contamination paranoia so i HAD to make it CLEAN), slept with it sitting on my pillow for a few nights until the party (so it wuldnt get lonely in the box) and gave it to him. their reaction scared me for a second, cuz all they said was "it's my lamb" and stared blankly at it for a good few minutes. i realized pretty quickly that it was the opposite of a bad look, so that was a problem solved quickly. around the lambs neck were a couple bracelets i also made, one with bloodstone beads and a black evil eye and the other with purple goldstone beads, obsidian beads, amethyst chips, and a skull charm. the last gift was specifically tailored to their special interest and im SO PROUD OF MYSELF FOR THINKING OF IT and actually executing it well. i bought a hunting knife with a wooden handle so i culd carve a special lil symbol into it. the knife is called a godkiller knife from the slenderverse series everyman hybrid, it belongs to HABIT. when i tell u he SQUEALED and started stimming so hard i thought theyd fall over /hyp. we're on a trip rn and they brought the knife and lamb so id say i did good? i also actually have a plan to hand make them smth fun soon but he doesnt know what it is so shhhhhh im not saying it here :3

( @yourlocalcorvidcryptid )

Miss(ter) Peregrine: i feel horrible about it but im still not done with his gift. im crocheting him a blanket out of acrylic yarn in the shape of a star (hell evil satan) so i got him some other stuff to make up for it. i gave him some small rocks, magnetic bookmarks, and a green bracelet that matches his eyes all stuffed in an empty pill bottle. i also gave him some stickers and packing tape :) he was pretty chill about everything, he loved the blanket and was fawning over how pretty the bookmarks are so i think he liked it all.

( @pumpkinnsoda )

2D: this motherfucker was my secret santa so i got their ass a LOT. i got him a pair of crocs that have a light blue and beige marble that i knew he'd love cuz hes been talking about wanting crocs forEVER. i also got them 6 weed charms, 2 eggplant charms, and 2 Trolls charms from the Trolls 3 movie, for the sake of humor. additionally i got them weed print socks, which i used to hide the fact that i also got him a new underworks chest binder. he's been super needing an actually good binder so im estatic this one worked. i got them a bag of their favorite chocolate as a fun lil treat too. finally i also crocheted them a star bag! i used yarn they picked out and didnt have time to line it unfortunately :( but i think i made up for it with other stuff!!

Bagel Boys Dundundundun Bagel Boys Dundundundun Bagel Boys Dundundundun With Cream Cheese: SO IM ALSO REALLY PROUD OF ONE SPECIFIC GIFT IN THIS BATCH. i made it a sweater which was not crocheted, unfortunately. i was *shudder in horror* hand sewing a jack-o-lantern face into it. i don't think i did super well, much to my dismay. its ok i can make it up by making them smth else later on. i gave them a tiny little wooden turtle that i found since they really like ninja turtles. i gave it some earring making supplies that it asked for a while back. and lastly, my pride and joy, i got them the official wings of fire guidebook, hardcover. now this book contains 2 of the best things in the WORLD: dragons and world-building. from what ive seen my dearest friend has lost their SHIT over this book. theyve been reading it very slowly so as to savor it. its face when i gave it the book was BEAUTIFUL their jaw was DROPPED

( @astronomical-bagel )

Nyan Cat: ok last one! i gave them a pair of crocs as well, that i had them pick out while we were in the store together. they chose black and got like 4 cute lil charms (that i dont remember). i also gave them a pearl choker with fake blood dripping from it. i wore it to my prom but will never wear it again and i knew theyd LOVE it. i didnt get a chance to make anything for them, but i do eventually wanna crochet them a strawberry bag lined with very gothic fabric, as is their aesthetic LMAO

( @salemsmushroom )

ok thats all :3

[huffle-dork]

A SwapBoys’ Christmas

(Merry Christmas from the Manns and the Brody Bros! I wish I had time to write the others but Christmas is almost over! And these guys were easier to write tbh merry Christmas if you celebrate or otherwise happy holidays!)

SwapBoys Masterpost

It was a bright day at the Mann household as the children excitedly opened their presents. Their parents watched with warm smiles, Jackie holding Zara’s hand while she laid her head on his shoulder.

Ollie laughed as he zoomed around the room with his new Bro Fantastic figure- going up to the Christmas tree to try to fight the ornaments. He even made the punching sounds- but he was careful to only touch the plastic ones.

Penny laughed and clapped as she played with her new set of tiny dolls, ohhing at the colors and then knocking them into each other. It was great fun!

Kelsie squealed as she opened a new cat backpack she’d been wanting and was ready to show it off. But then her face fell as she looked around the room.

Jackie knit his eyebrows together, “what’s the matter sunshine?” The father asked.

“Where’s Uncle Chase and Alt?” She asked back, looking at her parents. “Uncle Chase always comes over for Christmas to see our presents!”

“Oh yeah! I gotta show uncle bro my new action figure!!” Ollie added with excitement.

“And I wanted to see Alt…” Kelsie sighed dejectedly.

Jackie sighed with a tight smile then got up to go bend down by his daughter and rub her shoulder.

“Hey Kels… remember how I said this was Alt’s first Christmas in a long time? Well- that means a big Christmas with lots of screaming and loud noises could be… too much you know? And well… I’m sure Uncle Chase would love to be here. But now… he doesn’t have to have Christmas alone anymore…”

Kelsie bites her lip and nods, “okay… I guess that makes sense…” she gripped her kitty backpack to her chest and tried not to pout.

Jackie laughed, “chin up, starfish! They’ll be by later with all your other uncles! You can all show off your awesome presents then, okay? But today… they need a little Christmas with just them.”

Kelsie does seem way more excited that she’ll see her favorite uncles soon. She perks up and then hugs her dad, “Okay Daddy! I can’t wait to show them everything! Do you think Alt will bring glitches?”

“I dunno sweetie~ that depends…” Jackie says ominously before he dove to grab the girl and throw her over his shoulder as he spun her around and jumped around with her. “Have you been naughty or nice?”

Kelsie shrieks with joy and laughs, “nice!! I’ve been so nice!!”

“Jackie please be careful!” Zara called but she looked amused.

“I dunnooo little missy-! Can you prove it?” Jackie grins, going to flip Kelsie upside down. “Cuz I could have sworn there was a cookie missing last night from what we made for Santa!”

“Dadddd! That was you! I saw you!” Ollie accused.

Jackie blinked and then gave a long drawn out, “ooooh! Yeah you’re right- thanks for keeping me accountable, Ol~!”

“Daddy’s been naughty! Mama! Take his Christmas presents!” Kelsie shrieks. Zara looks at the pile of Jackie’s presents next to her and gives him a shit-eating grin as she tries to lunge for them.

Jackie grabs Kelsie back up like a football under his arm and charges at his wife, playfully holding her down with Kelsie in the middle. “Ohhh no you don’t!”

The living room filled with laughter and insanity as the Mann’s crazy Christmas continued.

Meanwhile- in a flat a couple blocks down, a quieter more mellow Christmas was taking place.

Chase blew on his cup of coffee and took a sip before he set his cup down on the coffee table. He gave Glitches some pets on her head from where she was curled up on the couch before going to rouse the glitch also sleeping on it.

He lightly shook his shoulder and then threw a jumper at his face.

Alt cried out in surprise and shot up in a flurry of glitches, fumbling blindly for a second before pulling the sweater off. He blinks in confusion up at Chase and then looks a bit grumpy.

“Mornin’! You’re not hungover are you?” Chase asked with a smile.

Alt rolled his eyes and then stretched, “nah- Hen and I didn’t drink too heavily. Thanks for letting me crash here…”

“Alt, you’re welcome anytime…” Chase tried to push again, but Alt waved him off.

“Yeah yeah- I know- just…” He sighed and then looked down at the jumper. “What is this?”

“A Christmas jumper, bro!” Chase grinned. “Got ya one special~!”

It was a black sweater that had a white Christmas sweater design on it- except there was a robot and the words ‘ERROR 404: Christmas Sweater not found.’

Alt rolled his eyes, “ha ha very clever Chase…” He got ready to toss it back, “but I’m not wearing-“

“Ya gotta wear it if you want your other presents~” Chase added smugly.

Alt froze and then gapped at Chase, “what? But I- I couldn’t get you-!”

Chase waves him off and then shoves him towards the bathroom, “no arguing! Now go get changed!”

Alt was in too much shock to argue as he stumbles into the bathroom. He blinks at his reflection and stares for a second. He then sighs and pulls off his shirt from last night and pulls on the jumper. It’s soft… and it really does fit him. He smiles a bit. Then- he looks at his mask. He touches it thoughtfully and then, he slowly takes it off and shoves it in his pocket.

…he doesn’t need it today.

Alt then quietly slinks out of the bathroom and into the living room, feeling more exposed than normal. Which makes his cheeks and ears tint red.

Chase looks up and blinks a bit in surprise at seeing Alt’s neck. But he quickly shakes it off and smiles. “Looking good, baby bro!”

Alt flushes brighter red. “Shut up…”

He flops down onto the couch and crosses his arms. Chase goes to grab a pretty big box out from under the tree and sets it down in front of Alt on the coffee table. Alt looks at it with wide eyes as he glitches to the edge of his seat and looks at Chase with an expression close to guilt.

“C-Chase… i can’t- I couldn’t possibly…!”

“Alt please.” Chase interrupts, “just- open this one. I didn’t have a lot of money this year anyways but… I just had to get my brother a proper Christmas present… especially after we just got you back.”

Alt looks away and guiltily rubs his arm. He was still mentally healing from being Impulse. He still felt horrible for everything he did. That’s why… Chase has offered time and time again to let Alt stay here permanently. But he couldn’t bring himself to… he felt he had way too much to atone for.

But, if Chase really wanted this then… he sighs and goes to unwrap the box. It’s huge! And wrapped in a shiny green blue wrapping paper. Alt tears through the paper and goes to open the box and inside there’s…

It’s a giant comforter, black with green numbers on it. No- not just any numbers… It was binary. Alt opened the box more to find a pillow case too- and he recognized the string of letters in brighter green. It just said ‘pillow’. He chuckled a bit and felt the warm sting of unshed tears in his eyes. But, Alt tried his best to hide it as he looks back at Chase.

“…thanks, Chase. I… I love it- really.”

Chase smiled over his cup of coffee and then got up, gently grabbing his brother by the arm.

“There’s just a tiny bit more~!”

“What!? Chase-!” Alt tries to protest, but Chase dragged Alt down the small hallway next to the living room. He finally goes to open the door to a room that Alt really hadn’t noticed before.

Inside, is a simple bedroom with a bed pushed against the back wall, a closet, a small dresser and a small tv on top of it.

Alt blinks in confusion and looks over at Chase. The older brother looks down at him sheepishly and rubs the back of his head.

“It’s not much… used to be for like… exercise equipment and shit I didn’t know where to put… and I’m not trying to sway you one way or the other cuz clearly you need more time! But… the covers are for this bed… so… if you stay over you can at least sleep in a bed now…”

Alt feels tears in his eyes again but this time he can’t keep them back. He looks away as they start to drip down his face.

He did all of this… just for him. Despite everything- he wants Alt in his life again. So much that he’s moved his life around and made space for him… even if he doesn’t use it.

Alt suddenly turns and glitches to tackle Chase in a hug. Chase startles slightly but very quickly hugs Alt back with a small chuckle. Alt’s shoulders shake as he wets his older brother’s sweater with his tear streaked face.

After a few minutes, Alt finally croaks out.

“…okay.”

“…okay? …okay what?” Chase asks with a tilt of his head.

Alt finally let’s go of Chase and smiles timidly at him. “…I’ll move in.”

Chase’s eyes light up, his entire face soon following as he laughs joyously and goes to scoop Alt up in a huge bear hug. “Yes! Oh my god- yes! Alt!! I’m… im so happy!”

Alt laughs and lets his brother bounce him around for a few more seconds before he finally lets him go.

“…Merry Christmas, Chase.”

Chase smiled and wrapped an arm around Alt’s shoulder as they headed back towards the living room.

“Merry Christmas, Anti…”

Alt smiled, feeling warmth fill his whole body. He… he had a home again.

[corneliuswatkins]

I have written this for @erin-bo-berin cos she writes awesome work for us and I wanted to return the favour - I hope you like it!!

No warnings - just a bit cute!!

Getting a pet with Steve

'Steve?' I asked as I wandered into the lounge room

'Hmmm?' He replied, not looking up from the book he was deeply engrossed in.

'You know this six nugget plan of yours?'

'Yeah?' His head still not moving from his book

'Well, I was thinking..........'

'Oh yeah..?' Steve had still yet to look up from his book

'Why don't we start off with something a bit easier than a baby?'

'Huh?' He asked, FINALLY looking up from his book, with a confused look on his face

'I was thinking we should get a pet! We could "practice" (As I motioned my fingers like they were inverted commas) with an animal before we start having babies.'

'Okay, what were you thinking? A cat? Or a dog? Or.....'

'A rabbit!' I said, cutting him off

'A rabbit?'

'Yeah, a rabbit! I went past the pet shop the other day and they had the cutest little bunnies in the window, there was a black one that was just adorable, it had these big floppy ears - it was just so cute!' I almost squealed as I rambled off my excitement

I watched as Steve sat, thinking it over, his brain weighing up the pros and cons of getting a pet.

'Just think, a dog would be too noisy and one of the kids is bound to be allergic to cats - a rabbit would be quiet and less likely to cause allergies!' I stood there, giddy with anticipation, waiting for Steve to decide if he agreed to my idea

'Hmmm, I think my darling Y/N, that getting a pet sounds like a great idea!'

'Omg, really? You really think so?'

'Yeah, I wasn't allowed a pet growing up - my parents wanted to keep the house picture perfect and a pet would mess that up - but now that they've moved to New York and the house is mine, I say LET'S GET A PET!!!'

'Yes!!!' It somehow came out as a high pitched squeak as I grabbed Steve's hand and pulled him up off the couch so I could throw my arms around him. 'Thank you, thank you, thank you, I love you, I love you, I love you!!' I said as I peppered kisses all over his face. Steve squeezed his arms around my waist as he scrunched up his face amid my kissing assault.

'We'll go to the pet store tomorrow and go get ourselves a bunny!' Steve said as he pulled away and sat back down on the couch to continue reading.

'Yay!' I did a little happy dance before joining him on the couch and turned on the TV, a huge grin plastered across my face. The smile didn't last long as it was making my cheeks hurt plus I was getting engrossed in what I was watching just as much as Steve was engrossed in his book.

_______

I made us get up early so we could go to the pet store and get our new fur baby. Steve kept chuckling at how excited I was as we got ready to go. I was like a kid at Christmas, I was so excited. I grabbed Steve's hand and practically dragged him into the pet store the second we were out of the car. Thankfully the bunny I wanted was still in the window.

'There's the one I want, it's still here!' I pointed the rabbit out to Steve as the sales assistant approached us. We were able to get our bunny, a hutch and food for a really good deal, all dual saws while we took it in turns holding the rabbit (which we were told was a girl) and both of us falling in love with her.

I cuddled our new bundle of joy on the car ride home, Steve would glance over at us smiling, seeing how much love I was giving the rabbit.

We made a temporary enclosure for the bunny - who I decided to call Flopsy - as we built her hutch and got her new home all ready. Once we were done, we sat on the grass with Flopsy, watching her get used to her new surroundings. 

Steve stretched his legs out, resting back on his arms that were sticking out behind him, Flopsy had somehow made her way up onto his legs and was now resting in his lap, it was the cutest thing I'd ever seen.

'I think she likes you!' I said as I softly patted her while she slept in Steve's lap.

'She's got good taste!' Steve said looking at me with a smirk on his face.

'Steve.....' I said, rolling my eyes at him before looking back at our precious bunny.

Steve sat up, trying not to disturb the sleeping rabbit and gave her a pat too.

'This was a good idea babe, we're pretty good at this owning a pet thing!'

'Steady on there buddy, we've only had her a few hours!'

Flopsy decided at that moment to wake up and go for a hop around the yard, we quickly got up from the ground and chased her, trying not to scare her. We managed to corner her and get her into her hutch before she was able to make her great escape.

'You were saying?' I asked Steve as he rested his arm on my shoulder as we watched our beloved rabbit happily hop around her new - and secure - home, clearly unaware she could have created a disaster, had she been able to escape. He looked down at me and let out a small laugh 'C'mon bunny daddy, let's go inside, let madam herself settled without us two weirdos watching her!'

We didn't move for another 5 minutes, as we continued to watch Flopsy sniff around her new home. The cold breeze snapped us out of our new fur-parent haze and made us go inside.

I headed to the kitchen to make a start on dinner. I thought Steve had gone into the lounge but when he didn't answer anything I was saying, I realised he wasn't there. It didn't take long for me to find him - he was outside checking on Flopsy to make sure she wasn't too cold. If this is what he was like with a rabbit, he's going to make a great dad!

[freezegirl]

❝ for the record, tell anyone i what gave you a gift, i'll set it on fire. ❞ they hadn't exactly said they'd exchange gifts & warren would be fine not getting something back anyway. he also kept it pretty small & inexpensive given that they're still in high school & all, but warren decided to get her a book he thought she'd like or maybe one of his own she expressed some interest in. he even scribbled some of his thoughts down if there were things he found noteworthy or silly comments if there was something he didn't like/what he'd have done instead. you can really see his personality through them, both in complaints & as show of some of the more complex aspects of himself few people were even aware of. the handwriting itself isn't pretty but it's fully legible and surprisingly light so it didn't imprint on the next page. its clearly something that warren put time & effort into since he doesn't often give gifts, & it's a gift surprisingly intimate for a boy with as many walls as him. the wrapping, however, was an absolute mess. he cut the wrong length sheet of paper initially but frankensteined his way into being fully wrapped with the addition of a second, unrelated patterned sheet. the tape lines themselves were clean at least. the tag is a sticker that has a printed "to" & "from" on it but warren wrote over both halves with just "kie" in chunky black marker because obviously its from him. ❝ i hope you like it though. i wasn't sure what to buy that you or your family wouldn't already get you & figured this was probably better anyway. ❞

all i want for christmas is you // @mystiika (warren)

"what makes you think i couldn't just cool it down rapidly to save whatever it is you're giving me?"

but she's beaming at him anyway as gentle hands take the gift from him. the wrapping is an absolute mess but it's endearing. he is endearing. she starts off carefully opening the present but decides about halfway through that this isn't the way to go and just tears into it.

what she finds is beautiful.

"no way!" glee blooms on her face and she hugs the book to her chest. "you got me ororo munroe's biography?!" a little happy squeal escapes her lips. "thank you, thank you, thank you!" without thinking, khione dashes forward and presses her lips to his cheek. "i love it!"

(she once saw a girl cosplaying as her and she'd been too shy to walk up to her and ask for a picture because the cosplayer in question had been absolutely beautiful and also because she'd been taking a lunch break. to this day, it's one of her greatest regrets.)

it takes her a minute to realize that she still has something for warren too. it's smaller than the gift he's given her, sure, but no less genuine.

to warren, it says, wishing you a lot of warmth for christmas and the new year ;) xoxoxo kie. get it? because he's pyrokinetic? ah, well, she's never claimed to be a master of puns. that's more zach's thing.

(and, also, the first message she'd thought of - here's to hoping i can help you cool down next year ;) - was way too much.)

"i didn't know what you're into specifically so i got you one of those nifty vouchers. you can trade it in for comics and for regular books." for a moment, khione's quiet. then she says: "we should hit the bookstore sometime. they remodeled and added new sections. and a café. they've got a great selection of cakes."

[starryhyuck]

dangerous game. (m)

pairing: dilf!jaehyun x younger!reader

words: 1.9k+

summary: jaehyun is your father’s co-worker, but it’s not your fault that he’s undeniably hot.

genre: smut

warnings: older!jaehyun, younger!reader, car sex, public sex, creampie, breeding kink, mentions of pregnancy

“It’s not like he’s your dad, you know.”

You glare at Sookyung, who’s innocently sipping at her glass of champagne. You pinch her arm and she squeals.

“He could be! He’s just as old as my dad,” you comment, eyes roaming over Jeong Jaehyun’s figure.

He was just recently hired into your father’s corporation and proven himself to be a worthy asset, his dimples charming everyone who comes his way. He’s built up a strong relationship with your parents, bringing over his daughter to hang out with you sometimes. You wonder if he’ll always see you as a kid — a friend of his daughter’s to have play dates with.

Speaking of the devil, Haerim bounces over and smiles at you and Sookyung. Luckily, Haerim got her looks from her mother so you don’t feel so odd when you gaze over at her.

“How are you two doing? I’m kind of bored,” she comments, fingers gripping her own champagne glass.

Sookyung gives you the eye and you know what she’s thinking — you practically sped home from college just to stare at Jaehyun all night, jumping at your father’s invitation as soon as he called.

“We’re doing fine,” Sookyung replies, and you grow wary of her mischievous smile. “How about you and your dad? Any luck with finding him a date?”

Haerim shakes her head. “Nope. He’s probably just not ready to move on yet.”

Sookyung grins. “Maybe he just hasn’t met the right girl.”

You glare at her. Haerim shrugs.

“Yeah, maybe.”

—

It’s only a few weeks later when you come home for Christmas. Your father greets you at the door and your mother lets you know they have company over. You try to keep your resolve when you see Jaehyun at the table, his smile taking your breath away like it always has.

“Jaehyun’s spending Christmas with us,” your father mentions as you take your seat.

“And Haerim?” You ask, eyes locking with Jaehyun’s.

“At her mother’s for the holidays,” Jaehyun responds, dark eyes gazing at you. You nod, and as soon as you dig into your meal, your father and Jaehyun are chatting it up. “That’s crazy, Doyoung. I couldn’t imagine any of the investors buying that crap.”

Your father laughs and your mother leans over to speak with you.

“I want you to be nice to Jaehyun while he’s here. He’s having a rough time, first holiday after the divorce and everything.”

You smile. “I’ll keep him good company, I promise.”

She pats your cheek. “That’s my girl.”

It’s later in the night when you keep your promise, knocking on the guest room door. You’ve taken Sookyung’s advice and luckily packed all of your best underwear, matching bra and all. You know deep down you shouldn’t get your hopes up, especially since Jaehyun is still learning to live without his wife.

All those thoughts are thrown away, however, when he opens the door. You grin innocently at him.

“I hope you’re enjoying your stay, Mr. Jeong. I was just checking up on you.”

He smirks, leaning against the doorframe. “Is that so? Well, thank you for being such a hospitable host.”

Sookyung’s words bounce around in your head, still lingering when you called her after dinner. Flirt. Remind him you’re very mature for your age. And wear that red thong I bought you for your birthday!

You laugh. “Yes, well, I think my father would be upset if he knew I wasn’t being very friendly.”

He chuckles and nods his head. “We can’t have that, can we?”

“No, we can’t.”

Your gazes lock, and you swear his eyes darken a little. He opens his mouth to say something before you hear footsteps. Your father comes around the corner, smiling and placing his hand on your shoulder.

“I can see you’re treating Jaehyun nicely.”

“She was,” Jaehyun answers. “You raised her well, Doyoung.”

“I hope so,” your father laughs, placing a kiss on your head. “Listen, Jaehyun, we’re going out tomorrow to get all the groceries we need to make Christmas dinner. I was wondering if you would tag along with Y/N to find a suitable tree for the living room.”

Your eyes practically light up, and Jaehyun chuckles.

“I think that would be fine,” he nods, gaze returning to you. “We’ll leave in the morning?”

You smile. “Sounds good.”

—

Car rides with Jaehyun are more arousing than you expected. You’ve been on edge since you’ve been on the road with him, mainly because you’re unsure of how to make the first move. If he ends up not even liking you in that way, he could definitely tell your father and further humiliate you.

“You’re quiet this morning.”

Your head darts to look over at him, his fingers gripping the steering wheel tightly. “Oh,” you laugh awkwardly. “Just a lot on my mind, I guess.”

“Care to enlighten me?” He hums.

This is a very dangerous game.

“I just- um-“ you pause, trying to comprehend your thoughts. Jaehyun chuckles at your internal struggle. Oh God. What if he just sees me as a kid? I’m wearing this uncomfortable thong and all he sees is his daughter’s little friend-

“I don’t think we can,” he comments, taking you off guard.

You frown. “Don’t think we can what?”

He sighs. “I want to be with you in that way, but your dad-“

Your eyes widen. “Wait wait wait. You like me? I mean, you like me like that?”

He smirks, taking his eyes off of the road for a mere second to glance at you. “Yes, I like you like that. But it’s too complicated. You’re young, and-“

You scoff. “I’m not that young.”

“You’re as young as my daughter,” he reminds you. “And your father and I are good friends. Plus, he has all the power to fire me whenever he wants, and I don’t think I can afford to lose my job right now.”

Sookyung’s voice grows louder in your head. Make him want you. Show him he can’t resist.

Your eyelashes flutter closed, fingers drifting down to your core.

“Y/N, what are you doing?”

You ignore him, one hand slithering into your underwear and stroking your folds gently. You throw your head back and moan. You can feel the car swerve a little.

“Y/N, you shouldn’t be doing this. I’m driving, this is dangerous and I-“

“Touch me, Mr. Jeong,” you beg, opening your eyes to stare directly at him. “Please?”

It isn’t long before he pulls over on the side of the road and leans over the console to press his lips against yours. You whimper when his fingers tug on your hair, exposing your neck to him.

“Such a little slut,” he hisses, lips attaching to your neck and sucking gently. “We could’ve gotten into an accident.”

“But we didn’t,” you remind him, guiding his hand to your core. “Can you fuck me now?”

He growls. “Filthy little mouth. Does your dad know you talk this way?”

You shake your head. “No, daddy wouldn’t like that.”

He curses lowly and you know you’ve got him. He pushes the seat all the way back and climbs until he’s hovering over you, tongue desperately exploring the expanse of your mouth. He replaces your fingers with his, digits slowly playing with your folds before sliding two into your waiting hole. You whine into the kiss and he pauses briefly.

“You’re not a-“

“Virgin?” You raise an eyebrow. “No. But don’t tell daddy.”

He growls, attacking you once again and curling his fingers upwards. You’re both lucky he’s pulled over to an abandoned part of the town, and his tinted windows giving you even further security.

“We have to be quick, baby,” he whispers breathlessly. “Still have to bring a tree home.”

The clothes come off quickly after that, your hands gripping Jaehyun’s shirt and flinging it over your shoulder. He laughs at your eagerness, palming at your breast and kissing your mound.

“Such a pretty body,” he murmurs, lips darting over your nipple. You moan and arch your back.

“Yeah? Prettier than your ex-wife’s?”

He smirks. “Prettier. Younger. Hotter.”

You whimper when he throws your dress to the side, fingers dancing over your choice of underwear.

“Isn’t that pretty? You wear that for me, sweet girl?”

You giggle. “Only for you, daddy.”

He flips you over, smacking your ass along the way. You enjoy the way he manhandles you, pulling your hair back and tugging it harshly.

“Is this how you like it? Exposed like a whore for anyone to see? What would your parents say if they saw you like this?”

“What would your daughter say if she saw you about to fuck a girl the same age as her?” You counter.

He smiles. “She wouldn’t like it, that’s for sure.”

You feel his tip prod your entrance and you moan, gripping the headrest of the passenger seat. Jaehyun kisses your shoulders, cupping your breasts and sliding into you.

You cry at the stretch, feeling every ridge and vein of his cock as he enters you. He’s thick. And huge. Definitely the biggest you’ve ever taken.

He curses in your ear. “Fuck, baby. Your pussy’s so fucking tight.”

“Never-“ you gasp, catching your breath when he sinks deeper and deeper. “Never had someone this big, daddy.”

You both groan when he bottoms out, lips parting at the pleasure you’re receiving. You feel so full, and Jaehyun’s cock is like a fever dream.

“Jaehyun, please,” you beg, aching for him to move.

He follows your order, grabbing your hips and snapping into you. You moan loudly, the sound of his hips connecting with your thighs echoing throughout the vehicle. He feels so perfect inside of you and you blubber his name over and over again.

You imagine how sinful you both look, with Jaehyun fucking you desperately in the passenger seat of his car, where Haerim probably sat when he used to drive her to school everyday. You whimper at the thought as Jaehyun drills into you, panting in your ear.

“Feels so good, baby,” he praises you. “Wanna fuck you all day.”

“Will you?” You ask, whining when he nudges against your sweet spot. “Will you fuck me when we get back home?”

“If you can stay quiet,” he chuckles and you giggle with him. He groans when you clench around him. “You going to cum for me, baby? Show me how much you want it, sweet girl.”

You fall apart around him, squeezing his cock for dear life as you orgasm. You’re completely spent but Jaehyun still plows into you, chasing his high. You prod him a little.

“Please, daddy. Want to feel you cum inside me.”

“Yeah?” He grunts, his voice dropping an octave. “Are you on the pill?”

The beat of silence is deafening. “What if I wasn’t?”

He groans. “Don’t mess with me, baby. I’m going to explode.”

“Wouldn’t you like to see that? Your cum dripping down my thighs at dinner, trying not to let my dad see? What if he found out I was pregnant? What would he do then?”

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” Jaehyun hisses. “Baby, I can’t. I’m going to cum.”

“Knock me up, Jae,” you giggle, pushing back against him. “Show everyone how filthy you are, getting a girl half your age pregnant with your child. What would Haerim think?”

He pushes deep inside you and cries out, shooting ribbons into your waiting womb. You smile deviously, pushing further back onto him so none of his cum would spill out. He’s still cumming after a minute, and his warmth fills your stomach.

You grin. “Had a lot to give me, didn’t you?”

He growls and leans down, nipping at your ear.

“I’m getting you pregnant while I’m here, you little minx.”

“Looking forward to it.”