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Merry Christmas everyone!! :D

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Day 24 - Whitebeard (One Piece)

This is the last one, I hope you enjoy!

Also, all hail Whitebeard, that man is a saint!

It was Christmas Eve and all was – for once - peaceful on the Moby Dick. Except for the few select crewmembers who had watch duties, everyone had gone to bed early that night. The reason was simple: though the Whitebeard pirates loved to party, when it came to Christmas they were all a bunch of children. They were all so excited to exchange their presents that they all went off to bed early so that they could get up early as well. It was a less-known tradition of the crew, but that didn’t mean it was any less valued. This crew was a family after all, and Christmas is all about family, is it not?

Well, family and presents of course.

But as such, all was peaceful and quiet. Everyone who should be asleep was asleep, all except for you. Not many of your crewmates knew, they didn’t need to know, but you frequently had nightmares and couldn’t sleep. When such nights took place there was only one thing you could do.

As such, you were dragging your pillow beside you, blanket grazing the floor as it was hastily swung across your shoulders. You didn’t run into anyone along the way as you walked towards your destination: the captain’s cabin. The sound of the waves gently rocking the ship and the wood creaking was accompanied by the soft padding of your feet on the floor, but other than that no sound was heard.

You didn’t hesitate to knock when you finally stood in front of the enormous doors leading to your father’s room. The muffled ‘come in’ followed immediately; clearly he had sensed you were coming. Besides, it wasn’t like the first time this had happened anyways.

You opened the door, to your surprise it didn’t creak this time, and walked in.

“Another nightmare?” he asked sitting up, but clearly he already knew the answer.

You nodded nonetheless.

A soft smile came on his face, almost invisible because of his moustache. He laid back down and beckoned you to come over. You couldn’t help but look at him in gratitude every time he let you sleep with him; you found it extremely comforting to sleep with someone else, but you were always afraid to bother others. The first time he’d found out of your sleeping problems, he’d insisted you’d join him, and it had quickly become a habit. You were extremely grateful every time again.

You somewhat clumsily climbed onto his bed and his chest, and laid on top of his chest over his sheets. You arranged your pillow and drew your own blanket over you, making a makeshift bed on top of your father. It was the comfiest place you’d ever slept.

A content smile appeared on your face as he gently laid his hand over you to keep you close and to keep you safe.

“Do you want to talk about it?” he asked when you’d settled in.

You shrugged. “It’s the same. The fear of what could have happened that day, of what we almost lost… It still feels too real.”

He sighed. “The War of the Best is over, (y/n). I know your Devil Fruit allows you to see what could have been, but it didn’t happen. We’re here now, all of us are okay” he said. He said the same thing over and over, and while it didn’t seem to help on the long term, his words always managed to calm you down and settle your racing mind.

“I know” you sighed, smiling a bit. “I just- I cannot-“ you sighed. “The idea that we almost had to celebrate this Christmas without you, it seems so strange.”

“Guararara” he laughed, shaking you up and down a bit. “I guess it does. I can’t imagine spending the holidays without my brats either.”

As you looked at him the smile on your face mirrored his; big, happy and content smiles with just a hint of relief.

“I wonder though” you mused as you laid your head back down to hear the steady ‘ba-thump’ of his heart through your pillow, “now that we know that Ace has two brothers, and one of which is Dragon’s biological son, and the other is practically his adopted son, do we have to invite the world’s most wanted criminal to Christmas dinner? Because if we do, I think Thatch might have a heart attack.”

This time, his laughter nearly shook you off his chest.

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Day 23 - Gabriel (Supernatural)

Okay, so I’m late again - sue me.

I hope you enjoy!

“Oh God” you groaned, sprawled out on the floor. “This must be how that turkey felt…”

“Mhmm…” Gabriel hummed lazily, not even bothering to reply properly.

The reason why you were currently in such a wrecked state was that you’d gotten bored, so you rang up Gabriel and he and you had instantly turned a random room in the bunker into the largest all-you-can-eat Christmas buffet you’d ever seen, and it had all been for just the two of you. From stuffed turkey to lambchops to pudding and pies, all the food you could possibly think of was there.

You’d seen it as a challenge, and you were starting to believe it was one you never should have accepted.

Your hunch was proven right when Sam came in, him and Dean clearly having just returned from their grocery shopping, and gave you the legendary Bitch FaceTM.

God, you hated it when he did that.

“This was such a bad idea” you moaned. You’d eaten way too much, far past the normal amount of what the average human being could possibly eat, and Gabriel wasn’t in a much better state either. The pressure in your stomach was unbelievably high and you couldn’t help but think that it was probably Gabriel’s powers keeping it from exploding.

“You don’t say” Sam deadpanned.

“But it was so goooooooood…” you sighed, tears of happiness nearly streaming down your face. You truly were torn between complete regret and utter satisfaction. “All that food… So much food… Gabriel, is this Heaven, am I dead?”

“Hmgbrl…” he grumbled, clearly not caring whether he made any sense or not. He was probably still enjoying the harshly painful afterglow too.

“You know, somehow I’d expect this from you, (y/n). But Gabriel, seriously?! Don’t you have any sense of responsibility?!” Sam barked, finally losing his temper. Not only were the two of you a mess; so was the room.

You frowned for a second as the room was filled with silence, only broken by the sound of some surprisingly sticky strawberry jelly finally falling down the wall and landing on the floor with a loud splat. After a while, you decided to speak up.

“Sam, you do realise how stupid that question is, right?”

He sighed. “Of course, what did I even expect…”

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Day 22 - Whitebeard (One Piece)

It was the second of January and the Whitebeard Pirates were loading the ship to set off. They had stayed at the island to celebrate New Year’s Eve, and while some of your crewmates still had hangovers from two nights earlier, most people were just about ready to go.

You however, were not.

“(Y/N)!” Izo yelled through the street. “Damn, where is she?”

He never regretted letting anyone in his division, but damn, you sure were testing that resolve. The simple reason for his current struggle was that, while everyone was just about ready to set off, you were nowhere to be seen. He was about to call for you again when your head popped up from out of a store.

“Ah, Izo! Just the man I want to see!” you cheered as you spotted him. Before he knew it you had dragged him into the store you were visiting.

“(Y/n), we should be going, we’re about to leave” he said.

“Oh hush, they’d never leave without you” you said.

“And they’d leave without you?”

“Of course” you laughed, “we both know it’s crossed people’s mind before to just ditch me on an island and come pick me up a month later.”

He grumbled, but couldn’t really deny it. It was a well-known fact on the ship that you had a tendency for trouble, and not the good kind. Seriously, how did you even get a sea-king drunk??

“See, I’m having some trouble with my Christmas shopping…” you pouted.

“Christmas-? (Y/n), Christmas was over a week ago!”

“Oh, I know, I know!” you said in an assuring tone, “I mean for next year. I need your help picking colours!”

It was only then that he registered what kind of shop he was standing in: it was a yarn shop.

“I need multiple colours, you see” you continued, “because they haven’t got enough of one single colour in stock so that I’d have enough. So I’ll have to combine. I was thinking maybe red, yellow and white? Or perhaps purple and white, and then add a third colour?”

He sighed, but decided to help you anyway.

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The entire following year, you were always seen knitting. During your chores, during lunch, during parties, hell, you even tried to keep it going in fights! That also meant that your work was damaged from time to time, making you snap at whatever the source of said damage was. It was mostly Ace.

Sometimes you’d get frustrated with sloppy work or lose count, to which you had to start over an entire section, much to your disgruntlement.

After almost an entire year, and on the evening before Christmas, you were finally finished.

The following morning was the time to hand out presents. Everyone was on deck celebrating, and you drew attention to yourself as you walked up to the seat where your Captain was. The crew quickly grew silent; it always did when he got a present. (Never let it be said that the Whitebeard Pirates aren’t a curious bunch of gossipers.)

You dragged a present behind you that was way too large for your tiny form, yet looked utterly pleased with yourself.

“Merry Christmas, pops!” you smiled as you threw the present into his lap.

“Thank you, (y/n)” he smiled as he sat his mug with sake next to him, focussing all his attention to the somehow neatly wrapped present in front of him.

He carefully opened it so that he wouldn’t damage whatever was within, and his eyes widened significantly when he took in what was before him. The white, purple and black wool was easily recognisable as the same wool you’d been spending your time and effort on for the entire past year.

You had made him, one of the biggest people on the planet, a hand-made Christmas sweater.

And the best part?

It said ‘best father in the world’ on the front.

He felt a ridiculously large smile grow on his face as tears sprung to his eyes. You’d spent the entire year on this thing, and he felt extremely honoured.

As he inspected the sweater more closely he saw the intricate patterns the wool made, the neat finishing and his mark – the mark of his family - on the back.

“Do you like it?” you asked with hopeful eyes. It made him warm inside.

“I love it” he smiled.

“Good,” you grinned, “I made it because, even on winter islands, you never wear a goddamn shirt and it’s starting to get ridiculous.”

Somehow that only made the gift so much better, he thought as he – and the entire crew – started to laugh.

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Bonus:

“What’s wrong-yoi?” Marco asked half an hour later. There certainly was something bothering you, if the severely displeased look on your face and the way you kept fidgeting were any indication.

“Hm? Oh, it’s nothing” you sighed.

That made him frown; usually you told him everything.

“You know you can tell me, right? I’m here for you-yoi.”

His words seem to calm you down a bit, and you sighed.

“It’s just that… What the fuck am I going to do with my time now?”

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Day 21 - Doctor Who/One Piece

Part 2/2. Part one is here

Enjoy! ^-^

“Say, doctor, have you ever heard of One Piece?”

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A strange sound echoed in a cold, damp cell. The man bound in chains looked up in confusion; Garp had left a few minutes ago, who else could this be? And why would they make such a noise? His eyes widened when a blue cabin-like object appeared in front of him, just outside of his cell. His eyebrows rose even further when a young girl and young man stepped out. The latter reminded him of an overly excited puppy, whereas the woman, well, not to praise himself, but she looked at him in awe. Her (e/c) eyes were wide as she took him in and he felt his ever-present grin widening at the sight.

“Holy shit” she muttered. He couldn’t help himself, he started to laugh.

“You and me both, I can’t say I’ve ever seen a stunt like the one you’ve just pulled off either.”

She chuckled at the retort. The man looked between him and her, smile still on his face. “So, is that him?” he asked.

The girl nodded, still in awe, before seemingly remembering something. “Pardon me, I didn’t mean to be rude. This is my friend, the Doctor, and my name is (l/n) (y/n). Doctor, meet the King of the Pirates: Gol. D. Roger.”

His smirk widened.

…

“If this is a rescue operation, I’m afraid I must disappoint” the Pirate King said, and you nodded in understanding.

“I know, you turned yourself in, you’re ill. I’m aware.”

That seemed to catch him off guard, but not for long. Only a second later he started to laugh.

“It doesn’t happen often that people surprise me like that anymore” he grumbled in his deep voice. “Are you clairvoyant?”

You nodded, sitting down cross-legged in front of the cell.

“I can imagine” you said with a small smile. “I’m sorry for startling you like that, but no, I’m not. Let’s just say I know a lot more than I should, and leave it at that.”

He laughed again – god, his laugh was so strong, it was ridiculous. “Well, if you’re not here for some rescue mission, then may I ask why?”

“I’m here to ask for your help” you said without hesitation.

“And what could I possibly do for you? And also, why would I help you?”

The Doctor looked at him strangely. “You ask why you should help her before even knowing what she wants?” he said surprised.

“Pirate” you and Roger shrugged at the same time, making the man in chains laugh once more.

When he calmed down, you continued. “The reason why you should help me is the same reason I need your help in the first place: your son – or better put: his future.”

That managed to surprise him once more.

“You know his future?”

You nodded solemnly. “It had a lot of ups and downs, but the ending is a true tragedy.” You shook a little in anger: it had been bad enough in the manga and anime, but now, they were real people. The disgust you felt for the world government had never been higher. “Portgas D. Ace. He took Rogue’s name because he didn’t want to be connected to you. The only man he ever considered to be his father is Edward Newgate-“

“(Y/n)-“ the Doctor tried to interrupt you, probably concerned that your words were too harsh, but you stopped him immediately.

“No, he needs to hear this- he needs to know!” With that, you turned back Roger, desperation evident in your eyes. “He joined Whitebeard, became a commander even! God, he’s so strong, Roger! But to the government none of that matters, because he’s your son and they found out. They want to execute him just for being your kid!” You could feel the anger rolling off of him and – oh heavens – conquerors haki – holy shit, not fun. Yet you kept going. “The Whitebeard pirates are going to fight for him of course, and so will more people – strong people – but it’s not enough!”

You bowed before him, pressing your forehead to the cold stone floor.

“So please, I’m begging of you. I know that this is the path you want to follow, the ending you’ve chosen, but please, one last time: help him. Help all of them.”

The room remained silent for a short moment, but to you it felt like an eternity.

“Get up, kid” he said. You looked at him, and was a determined gleam in his eyes that you recognised immediately. God, Luffy looks like him. “You shouldn’t be begging me; I should be thanking you. You give me this chance, of course I’ll take it!”

You smiled in relief. The Doctor smiled as well, whipping out his sonic screwdriver without hesitation. He pointed it at the door of the cell, opening it in the blink of an eye. His cuffs were next.

He stood ­– what the hell he was tall – and followed the two of you into the TARDIS. As you gave him more details of the people who would be present and their abilities, the Doctor started to type away.

“So, Marineford, about 22 years from now? Give or take?”

“Yup! Don’t worry about finding it: just look for the biggest possible mess and you’ve found it.”

He nodded and turned back to the controls. When he pulled the big lever the TARDIS started to make its trademark noise again. It wasn’t that much later that the noise stopped, and the sound of bloody war waging outside took its place.

“Right on time” you said as you looked at the monitor showing what was going on outside. “So, mister Pirate King” you grinned as you turned to said man. “Ready to raise hell?”

He laughed, showing his trademark D-grin. “Oh, you have no idea.”

With that, he turned to the small doors and stepped out onto the battlefield. Oh, he raised hell, alright. And it was glorious.

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Bonus:

After all was said and done and you were back in your living room, you were still wondering who could have possibly set all this up.

It wasn’t until you saw a Supernatural DVD on your coffee table that it dawned on you.

‘Gabriel, you crazy son of a bitch...’ you thought, shaking your head but smiling nonetheless. ‘Thank you…’

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Day 20 - Doctor Who/One Piece

Okay, I’ll admit, I’m kind of pround of this one!

Part 1/2

Okay this had to be the weirdest Christmas that you’d ever had. Not that you minded of course, you’d been dreaming about this for years, fantasising about how awesome it would be, but you’d never expected it to become real!

It all started at Christmas morning when your bell rang at an ungodly hour. You’d gotten out of bed grumpily, grumbling that whoever was at your door, this had better be bloody worth it.

Turns out, it was your local mail service.

“Good morning, miss!” the postman said- was that a real moustache or did he just stick it on?? “I have a package for you, if you’d just please sign here?”

“I- I didn’t order anything” you stammered confused.

“Are you (y/n) (l/n)?”

“Ehm, yes I am, but-“

“Then it’s yours! Merry Christmas!”

You sighed, but took the pin to sign off anyway. “Yeah, thank you, you too.”

Five minutes later you were sitting on your couch with a cup of tea, staring at the package on your coffee table. You’d checked three times: the name and address were yours and there were no misspellings. A sigh left your lips. You put the cup aside and gently took the box on your lap. The tape came off easily enough, and when you opened the box you saw that a present was inside.

Sooooo, somebody sent you a present?

You saw that there was a card attached to it, and smiled in relief. At last, you’d get some answers. Your eyes trailed over the little note, and a frown quickly covered your features.

‘Dear (y/n), this is my present to you, simply because I think it would be amusing. And because I somehow agree with your train of thought – honestly, all hail Oda, but Marineford was brutal. The box only works once, so make it count!’

Well, so much for answers – didn’t mean you didn’t agree on the One Piece comment though.

You rolled your eyes. If this was some stupid prank, someone was going to get it.

Carefully you undid the bow on top of the present and the wrappers. It turned out to be a small cardboard box. You growled in frustration; the suspense was building up and you were anxious to open the box. What if something would jump out?! You gathered all your courage and lifted the lids.

Well, nothing jumped out.

Instead, you were sucked in.

“WHAT THE FUCK-“ were your last words as you disappeared from your living room, nothing remaining but that small box.

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You woke up with a groan, clutching your head. You had to blink a few times before you could properly open your eyes, but when you did you were surprised to see that you didn’t recognise your surrounding at all. You were in what appeared to be a park, but it wasn’t one you’d ever been in before.

In fact, the first thing you recognised was the whirring noise sounding behind you.

You whipped your head around, staring in astonishment as a big blue box appeared with a familiar ‘EERrwWwoooooSHHHhEERrwWwoooooSHHHhEERrwWwoooooSHHHh’.

You gaped as the TARDIS just randomly appeared next to you holy shit-!

You were even more surprised when the eleventh doctor himself got out and waved at you and – oh my god, he was wearing a Christmas hat.

“Oh, good! You must be (y/n), right?” he said excitedly as he walked over to you, helped you up and eagerly shook your hand. “Merry Christmas!”

Okay, what the hell was in that package??

“Erm, yeah? And, uh, merry Christmas to you too? I’m sorry, could you tell me what’s going on please?” you said, completely and utterly befuddled.

“I haven’t got the slightest myself!” he said, still shaking your hand. When he noticed your discomfort she quickly released your hand with a short apology. “I was just told to pick you up and let you guide the way!”

You frowned. “Erm- and who told you that?”

“I don’t know that either! They wrote a note, see?” With that he held up a piece of paper similar to the one that had been attached to the package.

It read: ‘Doctor, merry Christmas! I’m sending a girl over to the time and place that are attached to this note, if you’d please pick her up and take her where she wants to go? She’s a smart girl, she should be able to figure this out quickly. Also, this is her Christmas present! So please do it? Besides, it’ll be fun! Thank you!’

Your eye twitched in annoyance. This was so not helpful.

“Sooooo, where to? I mean you do know where to, right?”

The annoying part was that; yes, you did. You’d dreamt about this for years now, and you didn’t intend on passing up this opportunity.

“Yup” you said. “But I don’t know if you can get there.”

“Whaa-? I can get anywhere! Anywhere in time and space, where do you want to go?” he grinned goofily. Somehow it managed to make you smile. You were finally starting to see the humour in the situation.

“I know that, but I doubt you can travel between different dimensions” you said.

His eyes shimmered in glee. “Normally, I can’t. But for now…” with that, he turned around the paper in your hands. On the back there was something scribbled as well.

‘PS: I’ve upgraded your TARDIS for today. Just so that you can get to your destination.’

“Soooo, where to?” he asked again, and a borderline menacing grin took over your features. You went inside the TARDIS, the Doctor quickly following you.

You took a moment to marvel at the inside of the space ship because holy shit it was so cool, before turning back to the excited alien.

“Say, doctor, have you ever heard of One Piece?”

To be continued…

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Day 19 - Harry Potter

Part 2/2. Part one here.

I hope you enjoy! ^-^

The next morning, you woke up to Harry shaking your shoulder.

“Hm? Wha-?” you blinked tiredly as you slowly took in your surroundings.

“Wake up, (y/n)” he smiled. “it’s Christmas!”

It took a second for his words to register properly, but when they did a big smile broke out on your face. “Merry Christmas Harry.”

“Merry Christmas, (y/n)” he smiled back. “Now come on, Ron is waiting for us.”

With that he pulled you up and dragged you out of the room. When you arrived in the common room you saw packages decorating the place. All of the Weasleys were already there, some looking up in surprise when they saw you coming out of the boys’ dormitories.

“You’ve got presents!” Ron cheered.

“Wha-“ “Presents?” the two of you stammered.

“Yeah! From the wrapping paper it looks like mum sent them” George grinned. He and Fred tossed you two presents each. You stared at each other dumbfoundedly before opening them up eagerly.

Turns out Mrs. Weasley had made the both of you knit sweaters with your first initial on the front and a box of fudge each. To say that you were excited was an understatement.

You quickly went up to your own dormitory to get dressed, and when you came down again you saw that George, Fred and Percy had already left. Ron and Harry were still waiting for you, and you’d just come down the stairs when Ron spoke up.

“Hey, there’s another present here, this one is for the two of you!”

“Another one from your mum?” Harry asked surprised as you walked over.

“I don’t think so” he said, handing Harry a card that had been attached to it.

He read it out loud as you read along over his shoulder. It said that it had belonged to your father, and at reading that, the two of you shared a glance. It didn’t say anything else, only that you should ‘use it well’.

“Well, that’s not cryptic at all” you huffed.

“Well come on, open it!” Ron said excitedly.

The two of you eagerly did so, wrapping paper being torn to shreds in no time.

“A cloak?” Harry said, confusion etched on his face.

“Go ahead, try it on” you said, handing it to him.

When he did, your eyes widened. “That- that-“ you stammered.

“Cool!” Ron exclaimed. “It’s an invisibility cloak!”

Harry looked down in surprise to see that his body was, in fact, invisible.

“Nice” the two of you breathed out.

“Sooooo, what will you do with it?” Ron asked.

“What do you mean?” Harry and you asked simultaneously.

“Well, I’m just saying, one cloak, two people…”

You looked at Harry for a short while, before grinning. “You can hold on to it” you said, surprising the two boys.

“Really?” Harry exclaimed.

“Yeah, sure. I mean, it still belongs to the both of us, but you’ll just be keeping it. Besides, you’re more likely to need it anyway.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?”

You gave him a deadpan stare. “Which one of us is more likely to get into trouble?”

He blushed. “Ah, well, uhm…”

“Exactly. But if I need it, you give it to me, okay?”

“Deal” he smiled. “I’ll go put it in my trunk right now, so if you need it you know where to find it.” With that he ran up the stairs, returning not much later.

As the three of you walked to the Great Hall to get some breakfast, you talked in hushed voiced whom could have possibly sent the gift.

When you joined the others however, the conversation quickly shifted to other topics. Despite how pleased you were with the cloak, you didn’t want everyone knowing about it.

Instead, you all talked, joked and laughed, and you quickly came to realise that this was the best Christmas you’d ever had.

When you looked at your brother next to you, laughing in glee, you smiled.

Yes, this was most definitely the best Christmas so far.

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Day 18 - Harry Potter

Part 1/2. Part two here. 

Late again, I know, I’m sorry ToT Still, I hope you enjoy! 

You sat next to your twin brother at the Gryffindor table, surrounded by your friends. It was Harry and your first year at Hogwarts, and Christmas holidays were coming up.

Hogwarts was… strange, safely put. You and your best friend Neville preferred to stay on the side-lines, rather not getting too caught up in all the craziness going around, yet you still got strange stares all the time. Not as much as your brother did though, he was the boy-who-lived after all.

When the two of you had been babies Voldemort had tried to kill him, but failed. The both of you hadn’t found out until some months ago, because you’d been living with your lying aunt and uncle. In those times, before Hogwarts, he had been all you had, and vice versa. Now, even though you knew the secrets of your pasts, you didn’t look at Harry differently. He was still your brother, and nothing could ever change how you saw him.

Not even his fame.

You were drawn back to the conversation at hand when the topic shifted to the upcoming Christmas holidays.

“(Y/n) and I are staying” Harry said. You’d already discussed the matter; when you’d found out staying was an option, you hadn’t hesitated.

“Obviously” you snorted, thinking about the alternative. “What about you guys?” you asked the others.

“I’m going home to visit my family” Hermione said. Neville said he was leaving too, whereas all the Weasley’s were staying.

“So you don’t have to worry about being alone, bored to death” Ron smiled.

Harry and you shared a look. “We wouldn’t be either way” you said simultaneously.

“But thanks anyway” Harry finished with a smile.

Ron groaned. “And here I thought Fred and George’s in sync behaviour was weird enough. Seriously, how do you even do that?”

“Never underestimate the power of twins, Ronnykins” Fred joked.

“Seriously, we thought you’d learned by now” George finished.

“Besides, we’ve always been together” you shrugged.

“It’d be hard not to know each other inside out” Harry said.

Ron rolled his eyes. “Great, now there’s four of them” he moaned, making you all laugh.

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It was Christmas Eve, and after the feast in the hall you’d all gone to bed. You were alone in the girls’ dormitories since all the other girls had left. It made you a bit uncomfortable; over the past few months you’d learned to be away from your brother a bit since you had some different friends, but still, you’d never really been alone. Now you were, and you didn’t like it one bit.

You bit your lip as you contemplated what to do. After a while you made a decision and got up. Your feet softly padded on the ground as you made your way out of the room, down the stairs, across the common room and finally up the stairs to the boys’ dormitories.

You hesitated a bit when you stood in front of what you thought was the right door. Strengthening your resolve you softly knocked twice. No answer.

Of course.

Well, you’d come this far.

You opened the door as silently as you could quickly slipping inside and closing it behind you. It wasn’t easy locating your brother in the quiet room, and if it hadn’t been for his glasses on his nightstand reflecting  the moonlight a bit, you probably wouldn’t have.

You walked over to his bed, once more trying your best not to wake anyone. When you stood next to his bed you didn’t hesitate in moving the sheets aside and crawling in next to him.

He woke up, but when he saw you he didn’t hesitate in scooting over to give you some room and pulling the blanket over you properly afterwards.

“You okay?” he whispered.

“It’s lonely in my room. It’s strange.”

He hummed in understanding, shuffling closer to you. You were snuggled together in the big bed, and you finally found some rest.

It didn’t take long for the two of you to fall asleep.

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Day 17 - Dracule Mihawk (One Piece)

This one contains a bit more rude language than usual. I decided to let go :P

It was common knowledge to you and to everyone at Marine Headquarters that Akainu hated you, but this was starting to get ridiculous. Alright, so you didn’t see eye to eye from time to time, so what? This was crossing the line.

You were cursing the mutt with every insult you knew while you were all-but stomping through the rain.

Why were you so peeved, you ask?

Well, let’s start at the beginning. You were a twenty year old marine, employed for three full years. In those years you’d made promotion ridiculously fast, not because of your skills, but because you were reckless. In your early stages in the marines you’d pranked the hell out of headquarters. Consequences didn’t really phase you all that much, until those consequence started to influence other people as well. The higher-ups had noticed this, and had thus named you captain so that your actions influenced your subordinates as well. Basically, the coat over your shoulders was more a leash than a sign of authority.

A couple of days ago, you and your men had gotten a week off because it was Christmas. You’d all been staying on a nice little island when out of the blue you had received the orders that put you in your current situation.

Sengoku had apparently called for an urgent warlord meeting, and for some reason Dracule Mihawk absolutely needed to be there. The stubborn ass however never returned his calls, so now you were put in charge of getting him and bringing him to headquarters. Not even you and your crew, no, you personally.

You really hated Akainu.

The moment you’d received your orders a small boat for two people was prepared for you. Apparently, Hawkeyes’ island was pretty close to yours, so theoretically you would be fine sailing there on your own. That was in theory of course, but since when did the Grand Line ever give two fucks about theory?

That’s right, never.

So here you were, on Christmas Eve, drenched in both rain and Sea King blood (the fucker just wouldn’t give up), making your way through a storm to the creepy looking castle the warlord lived in.

The idiot had better be home, because you were just about ready to strangle someone.

You swore, if one more thing was going to go wrong-

RAAAAAAGH!!!

…

Of course it fucking would.

You turned to the ridiculously oversized monkey about to attack you and gave it a glare that would put Garp’s to shame.

“Who. The fuck. DO YOU THINK YOU ARE?!” you shouted, voice resonating through the entire forest. “BITCH, I’M BUSY! SOD THE FUCK OFF BEFORE I MESS YOU UP SO BAD YOUR GRANDCHILDREN WILL NEED SURGERY!!”

The beast hesitated, unsure of what to do, before seemingly deciding that it wasn’t fucking worth it and scampering off.

You snorted. “Thought so.”

You continued to the castle, reaching it what seemed like hours later (in reality it had only been ten minutes or so). You knocked heavily on the door three times, half expecting to receive no answer.

So imagine your surprise when the door opened immediately, almost as if he’d known you were there.

Your surprise only lasted for a split second however, as your annoyance with the entire situation quickly took over again.

“Warlord meeting. I’m supposed to take you there” you said curtly.

He raised an eyebrow. “Aren’t you supposed to introduce yourself first, before asking something from someone?”

Your eye twitched in annoyance.

“Of course, how rude of me” you ground out, sarcasm heavy in your tone. “Captain (l/n) (y/n). Now, are you coming?”

He raised an eyebrow, probably surprised of your title at your age. Or from annoyance, could be both.

“No” he stated bored.

You were proud that you managed to control yourself not to start shouting at him in the same manner you’d done at the monkey-thing.

“Of course you aren’t” was your reply. “I’ll let them know.” With that you turned around to leave, only to be stopped by him further opening the door and stepping aside.

“Why don’t you come in? You look like you’re freezing.”

Not that surprised you, and this time the feeling wasn’t as fleeting. Confusion must have shown on your face, for he elaborated: “I’m curious to what kind of woman could tell a humandrill to ‘sod the fuck off’ and actually make the beast listen.”

Ah, so that’s how he’d already known you were there.

Well, it was either that or go through the storm back to the other island, and quite frankly you didn’t feel like doing anything anymore today. Besides, Akainu could go fuck himself.

With that in mind you stepped inside, thanking him. The place was cold, but it was better than outside, and it was dry, so you didn’t complain.

He walked further into the castle, and you followed him without hesitation.

“I’ll prepare a bath for you so that you can clean yourself up” he said, clearly referring to the blood splattered all over your uniform. “I’ll give you some dry clothes too. I was preparing dinner when your interesting vernacular-“ you snorted “-piqued my interest. When you’re done, you can come to the dining room.” He went into a room, and it was easily the most luxurious bathroom you’d ever seen. “The dining hall is down the stairs at the end of this hallway, to the right, and then second door on your left.”

“Thank you” you said as he drew you a bath.

“Dinner will be ready in half an hour, so take your time. We can talk then.”

You nodded politely, your bad mood having lessened drastically in the sight of a warm bath and food. He left shortly only to return with some clothes a minute later. You thanked him once more as he left you alone, sighing in contentment. You were confused by the seemingly stoic man, but quite frankly you couldn’t get yourself to mind.

As you sunk into the bathtub, warmth enveloping you, you couldn’t help but grin. This Christmas eve was actually going to be better than you’d thought.

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Day 16 - Zoro (One Piece)

Sorry I’m late ^-^” 

I kinda like this one, I hope you enjoy! 

God damnit, no matter how pretty winter was, it was damn cold. The crew had stopped at a winter island, which was also one of the most picturesque islands you’d ever been on your entire life, because it seemed to constantly be Christmas. Unlike Chopper’s home island, this one was incredibly cosy, with small towns and light hung up everywhere. The food was good, the shops were nice and the atmosphere was downright jolly, but it was so. damn. cold.

Which lead to your current predicament: you couldn’t sleep. You were curled up in a ball in your bed, shivering violently, and completely unable to get warm.

After hours of trying to fall asleep you decided you’d had enough.

Getting up, you made your way to the boys’ sleeping quarters, or more specifically, to Zoro.

The guy had a ridiculously high body temperature, even when the world was freezing. How did you know? Well, since day one that you’d joined the Strawhats, you realised Zoro and you had one thing very much in common: your love for naps. After you’d found out that little titbit, it quickly became a ritual for the two of you to take naps together. Sometimes you’d wake up resting on his shoulder or with his head in your lap. That was how you’d found out he had such a high body temperature, and you fully intended to take advantage of it.

You quietly walked into the room, bare feet softly padding on the floor. It wasn’t hard to locate the swordsman in the semi-dark room; is his three katana didn’t give him away, his vibrant green hair certainly did.

You stood next to his bed, unsure of how to proceed, when you just decided to go for it.

You lifted his blanket and joined him in his bed, his back turned to you. You covered the both of you with the blanket again and immediately noticed that his bed was warmer. However, it wasn’t warm enough, but you didn’t really dare to touch him either in fear of waking him up.

But he was so warm.

Oh, to hell with it.

You scooted a little closer, and not that much later his back was pressed to your front. You sighed in relief as warmth started to spread through your limbs again, only to freeze when he spoke up.

“What are you doing?”

Oh shit. Play it cool, (y/n).

“Oh hush,” you whispered, “not all of us are ridiculously warm even in weather like this. I’m freezing and couldn’t sleep.”

He turned around to face you. “So you just decided to crawl into my bed?”

You shrugged sheepishly. “Sorry to have woken you up.”

“Well, whatever” he grumbled. “Just go to sleep.” Unbeknown to you, he was glad the room was dark so that you wouldn’t notice his slight blush.

“Thanks Zoro. You know, for not kicking me out.”

“Don’t tempt me” he grinned, but slung his arms around your shoulder and waist anyway, pulling you closer to him. “God, you’re freezing.”

“I know” you sighed, gratefully accepting the warmth he was offering you.

“Better?”

“Hmm, much, thanks…” you said, the warmth quickly making you drowsy. Not much later, you were vast asleep.

He chuckled at seeing you doze off so quickly. “Goodnight, (y/n)” he said, placing a small kiss on your forehead. You smiled in your sleep, and it was the last thing he saw before he fell asleep as well.

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I'm sorry guys, I know I didn't write anything today but I'll write two drabbles tomorrow!

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@marshmallowzombie Thank youuuu! ^-^ <3

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Day 15 - Gabriel (Supernatural)

You were inside a motel room, waiting for the boys to come back from their supply run. It had snowed so much that they couldn’t take the Impala and had to go by foot, which was why it was taking them so long. You didn’t really mind however; them going meant that you didn’t have to.

You were enjoying some hot chocolate on the couch and watching a cheesy Christmas move when your phone vibrated on the coffee table.

‘Come outside – G’

You rolled your eyes.

‘No way’ you replied.

‘Please – G’

‘No.’

‘Pretty please – G’

‘No. It’s cold.’ With that, you put your phone away and turned back to the movie.

You startled as you heard a thunk against the front door. “What was that…” you muttered as you turned around to face the door. Just as you were starting to think you’d imagined it, you heard it again.

You sighed and grabbed your phone again. ‘What are you doing?’ you sent.

‘Come out and see – G’

You pinched the bridge of your nose in annoyance. “You know, I’m starting to see why your brothers don’t like you” you muttered.

‘Rude – G’

You sighed, but didn’t get off the couch. You were about to go back to your Christmas rituals when you noticed: your hot chocolate was gone. That made you get up. You put on your coat with a scowl and went outside, but the moment you opened the door you wished you hadn’t.

THUNK.

…

“Would you buy it if I told you I was aiming for the door and didn’t expect you to open it?”

You shot the archangel a glare that rivalled Sam’s. “You heard me insulting you, but you didn’t notice me opening the door? That has got to be the most pathetic excuse I’ve ever-“

THUNK.

Your glare doubled in intensity as you wiped the remaining snow off your face.

“Oh, it’s on.”

You didn’t wait another second as you ran to him and jumped him. Your actions managed to surprise him enough that he let out a yelp and fell down on his back. You gave no quarter: you immediately started to stuff his face with snow.

“What do you think you’re doing, interrupting me from my Christmas cosiness?!” you hissed.

“In my- ack, plthrt!- defence, Christmas is- pfst- seriously overrated!” he somehow managed to get out.

“I WAS DRINKING HOT CHOCOLATE!”

“ACK- IT’S IN MY NOSE!”

“GOOD!”            

“Erm- (y/n)? Mind telling us why you’re smothering an archangel in snow?” Sam’s voice sounded behind you.

“Because he deserves it” you and Dean said at the same time.

“Some help here?!” Gabriel wheezed.

Sam and Dean completely and utterly ignored him however as they brought the bags inside.

“GUYS?!” Gabriel shrieked as you continued stuffing snow into every nook and cranny you could find. Seriously, how were you even able to hold him down?! He was an Archangel for Christ’s sake!

“Suffer” Dean said as he went inside, Sam’s reaction not all that different.

You shoved a particularly big handful of snow into his face, making him cough and wheeze all over again.

“Alright, alright! I’ll give you your hot chocolate back! In fact, I’ll give you an entirely new, big mug filled to the brim!”

You paused and narrowed your eyes at him.

“With marshmallows?”

“Yes, with marshmallows! As many marshmallows as you want!”

Your frown was immediately replaced with a smile as you got off.

“Deal” you grinned as you helped him up.

He looked at you incredulously.

“What?! Come on, I want my marshmallows!”

He took your hand and got up, following you inside.

“What?! No, come on!” Dean protested as Gabriel walked in.

“Suck it, I want marshmallows” you said as you sat down in front of the television once more. Gabriel joined you seconds after, with a steaming mug of chocolaty goodness in it. You accepted it gratefully, turning back to the movie.

“Merry Christmas, (y/n)” he said next to you, gaze towards the screen.

“Merry Christmas, Gabby.”

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Day 14 - Sanji (One Piece)

Honestly, normally I'm not really a Sanji-girl, but I figured that for some comfort-fluff, he is the perfect guy! ^-^ I hope you enjoy!

You were sitting in the crow’s nest on the Thousand Sunny, staring out of the window and shivering a little. It was rather cold since it had been snowing. Most of the crew were on deck, making snowmen or having a snowball war. The sight of your crewmates – especially the more serious ones – getting snowballs in the face made you chuckle, yet you didn’t feel like joining them at all. The silence around you gave you a sense of comfort you desperately needed, but it wasn’t really enough. You couldn’t really place it, but something made that you didn’t feel all that happy or excited today.

‘I guess it’s just one of those days’ you though as your eyes drifted upward once more.

You were so lost in thoughts you didn’t hear the hatch opening behind you, nor did you notice the cook of the crew coming in and walking over to you.

You startled when he spoke up behind you.

“(Y/n)-chan, are you okay?” he asked quietly.

“Oh- Sanji. I’m sorry, I didn’t hear you coming in” you said, turning to him.

He frowned a bit at your response – or better said, your lack thereof. “Are you okay?” he repeated.

You gave him a small smile. “I guess I’m just feeling a bit off today, but that’s okay. It’s just one of those days, I guess.”

He hummed in understanding. “Would you like me to leave you be?”

‘Always so considerate’ you thought with a smile.

“That would be nice, thank you. I’m sorry, I’ll be fine tomorrow.”

He shook his head. “You don’t need to apologise, (y/n)-chan. I understand.” With that, he left.

It wasn’t long after the hatch had closed however that you realised you hadn’t really wanted him to leave. You sighed, this day just didn’t make any sense to you. Your mind was all over the place: you were thinking of your crewmates, but also of your family back home. This would be the first time you’d spend Christmas without them, and, you suddenly realised, you felt a bit lonely. You missed the peace and tranquillity your home provided, and you missed the people.

Just as your mind was starting to delve a bigger hole to bury itself in, the hatch opened again. This time however, you noticed.

Sanji was there again, only this time he was carrying a mug of hot chocolate and a big blanket.

“I noticed you were shivering earlier…” he explained, trailing off.

‘Honestly, this man…’ you sighed fondly.

“Thank you, Sanji” you smiled.

He walked up to you, handed you the mug and draped the blanket around your shoulders.

“There you go” he said softly, but when he turned to leave, your free hand shot out to hold his arm.

“Actually…” you sighed. “I’m sorry about earlier. I would really like some company right now.”

That made his eyes widen, though only a bit and only for a second.

“I- I mean- unless you’ve got something else to do of course-“ you started to stammer.

“I’d love to, (y/n)-chan.”

With that he sat down next to you on the couch.

‘Now that won’t do’ you thought.

“Turn a bit?” you asked. He looked at you strangely, so you moved him to sit sideways on the couch. You then sat between his legs, back resting against his chest. His face visibly reddened as his arms moved around your torso.

You sighed in contend. He really was warm, after all. “You don’t mind, do you?”

“Of course not” he chuckled.

You relaxed, taking a sip from your hot chocolate. As you spent the rest of the afternoon in silence just staring out of the window, you realised: this was what you’d missed.

‘Not anymore though’ you thought as a genuine smile painted your face.

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Day 13 - Chopper (One Piece)

The thousand sunny gently rocked on the waves, almost making you drift off. Heavens, if you were going to stay awake, you were going to need some coffee. The big, festive meal earlier really filled you up, and if you weren’t careful you would surely doze off.

Oh well, someone had to take watch, even if it was Christmas eve.

You slowly made your way into the kitchen, preparing the brew that would accompany you through the night. As you waited for the water to boil you looked out of the window and saw a shape moving across the deck. Upon closer inspection, you saw that it was none other than your crew’s doctor, Tony Tony Chopper. He sat down on deck and stared up to the sky.

Smiling to yourself, you turned away and started to prepare some hot chocolate in addition to your coffee. While both were warming up, you went to the pantry to get a big blanket. Not that Chopper minded the cold, but you did, and you knew for a fact that he liked to snuggle.

When you’d gotten two mugs and had filled them with the warm beverages you went outside.

“Hey” you said quietly, but still startling him a bit. “Mind if I join you?”

“I- eh- sure, no problem” he said.

You sat down next to him and gave him the hot chocolate. A pleased look crossed his features. “Thanks (y/n)!”

“No problem” you smiled as you draped the blanket over the two of you. “Can’t sleep?” you asked.

“No, that’s not it” he muttered, a bit embarrassed. “I- I’m just really excited, you know?”

“For tomorrow?”

“Yeah! But not only that! I want to see Santa!”

That made your eyes widen in surprise. “Really?”

“Yeah! Back home it was always so cloudy, so I couldn’t see him, even if I stayed up all night! Now, maybe I can!”

His excitement made you smile. “I hope you will, Chopper. I really do. Say, how about I keep you some company while you stay up? Would you like that?”

He returned your smile as he scooted a bit closer to you. “I’d really like that…” Before you knew it, he was snugly tucked away against your side.

You didn’t really believe you’d see Santa. Hell, you weren’t sure whether or not you believed in him in the first place. Sure, you’d accepted at a young age that he didn’t exist, but this was the Grand Line for Heaven’s sake! Anything could be possible here!

And, just to see Chopper happy, you hoped with all your heart he was real.

The coffee really helped you stay awake but as you’d suspected, Chopper started dozing off not that much later. You gently placed his mug on the grassy deck and laid your arm around him as his eyes closed. Your gaze returned to the stars.

Perhaps it was your imagination, but as a shooting star passed by you could have sworn you heard bells ringing somewhere. Maybe Santa was real, after all.

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Day 12 - One Piece

Soooo this ended way differently than what I had in mind at first ^-^” Oops Hope you enjoy!

You sat on a cloud that could only be described as floofy. Rays of sunshine lit up what could literally be described as heaven, yet none of the idyllic scenery registered in your mind as you once more got your ass handed to you at poker by Portgas D. fucking Rouge.

Seriously, how even??

Roger just laughed at your overly frustrated expression, and didn’t even care that he’d flagrantly lost as well.

Well, at least you could say it was an interesting way to spend your days in the afterlife, right?

Ugh, how had you even got here?

Oh yeah. Your husband and you had decided to have a child and you’d died not long after childbirth, that’s how. You’d been looking over your son for all these years, and coincidentally that’s how you ran into your current ‘friends’, as you would call them. Not that a certain somebody was going to keep that statute if she kept destroying you at poker, that’s for sure.

Your son had found two brothers, one of which had his own parents watching over him. So as Luffy and Ace continued living down below, you, Roger and Rouge kept watch over them – and over Sabo as well, of course. He was part of the family after all!

“Dahahaha! I like that kid’s spunk!” he said, as he looked down at Luffy.

You snorted. “He’s got it from his father. Damn idiot, taking on the entire goddamn world on his own… When he gets up here, I swear…”

“Oh, don’t pretend you’re not proud of them” Rouge grinned.

You couldn’t stop the corner of your lips from tilting up as well. “Never said I wasn’t” you chuckled fondly. “Doesn’t mean they aren’t idiots.”

Meanwhile, you and Roger had completely given up on trying to beat Rouge.

“Yeah, you’ve got a point there” the late king of the pirates laughed. “Ours is a bit of a numbskull too.” His grin visibly softened when he looked down again. “Doesn’t mean I don’t love the damn brat though.”

Rouge smiled as well. “Yeah, me too.”

You smiled at the three children walking through the forest, making their way back to Dadan’s hut. The sun was starting to set, and the three of you continued to look over them as they had an improvised Christmas dinner with Dadan and her bandits. Not long after they went to bed, all excited for the small present’s they’d stolen bought for each other that they would be handing out in the morning.

When night had fallen and they’d fallen asleep, the three of you stood up.

“You two ready?” Roger grinned.

“Yeah” you said and Rouge nodded.

This was what you loved most about Christmas, at least, it had been ever since you’d passed away. Once every year, on Christmas night, the deceased could go down for a while and be with their loved ones. They couldn’t physically touch or see you, but somehow they still managed too feel your presence. It was truly magical.

The three of you, along with so many other souls, drifted down until you were standing in the same room as your children. Ace, Sabo and Luffy were huddled together, and the three of you laid down around them. Subconsciously they shifted closer to you, small smiles coming over their faces. Roger and Rouge were closest to Ace, as you took Sabo and Luffy in your arms. A feeling of content washed over the six of you, and you stayed for that almost the entire night.

It was only hours later that Rouge spoke up.

“(Y/n), sun is rising soon” she said softly. You looked outside and saw that, indeed, the sky was starting to become a bit brighter. A small, sad smile came over your face. “Go,” she said, “we’ll look over him.”

You nodded at her, bent down and placed a kiss on Luffy’s head. “Good luck, my boy” you whispered, pecked Sabo’s forehead as well, and left.

The reason why you left a little earlier was that there was one other person to wanted to see. Over the sea, an island of white sand was waiting for you.

You reached the balcony on which a solemn person was standing with his eyes fixed to the east. You stood in front of him, yet his gaze went right through you.

“Dragon” you sighed, placing your hand on his cheek. He closed his eyes for a moment as a breeze swept over his face.

“(Y/n)” he muttered your name. It made you smile, though not without tears springing to your eyes.

“I miss you” you said, voice wavering.

“I miss you” he unknowingly repeated your words.

That broke the dam. Tears rolled down your eyes as a broken sob left your lips. You placed a kiss on his cheek and whispered: “Merry Christmas, Dragon.”