#8 days of christmas

[icysinner]

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𝐢𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡: eren is a better gift giver than you thought he was.

𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬: not much, tooth rotting fluff.

𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭: 1.093k

secret santa was arguably the only thing that made christmas as a college student exciting. everyone knows that as you grow older, christmas gets less and less interesting, but with the right group of friends, it has the potential to be just as fun as when you lived at home with your parents and siblings. sasha always organized the secret santa event, just because she took every holiday seriously as if her friends were her children.

just eren’s luck, the one year he gets to be your secret santa is the year that up until christmas, your friendship was becoming a lot more than just friends, meaning he had to put together a gift that meant a lot, he had no choice, you meant a lot. “connie, i’m fucked.” eren complained as he paced back and forth in their shared dorm room. “you stressin’ over nothing, she already likes you, she’s gonna like whatever you get her as long as you put some thought into it.” connie replied, not looking up from his phone as he offered eren the advice.

while connie was right, eren wanted this gift to be more than just a friendly gift exchange, he wanted it to mean something more than just that. “that’s the problem, i have no thought.” eren said, his tone completely serious, making connie laugh at him. “okay, that’s fair. ask mikasa to help you, she’s a girl, she knows what girls like. plus she’s close to y/n, you’re like a close second to mikasa on her list.” connie’s suggestion showed just how little “thought” eren had, because he didn’t even think about asking mikasa, and that was your best friend.

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“so, are you asking her to be your girlfriend with this gift or is that coming later?” mikasa asked, being sure to throw in the whole girlfriend thing. to be fair, you and eren have been dancing around adding the title to whatever the two of you have going on. “i think i wanna ask, but i don’t know how to pair a gift with something like that.” eren said, mikasa was more surprised at the amount of time he was really putting into this, she’d never seen him think this hard before. (and they have an english lecture together, so trust her.) “i think that she’ll like whatever you get her. she likes a bunch of shit, pick one thing and do it.”

obviously eren had thought of that, but that was basic, and you have everything you like already. “okay, here’s an idea. make her a basket.” mikasa suggested, making what seemed like a lightbulb go off in eren’s mind. “actually… i like that idea.” eren said, a million ideas running through his mind at once. if you liked so many things, getting you all of them at once was obviously the best idea. oddly enough, eren trusted himself enough to make it completely on his own, it wouldn’t feel genuine if he didn’t, he thought.

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everyone was assigned a secret santa on december eighteenth, which gave them a full week to decide, put together and deliver a gift. eren spent the entire week buying separate things from a million different stores for this one basket. he only asked for help when he needed an opinion on a color or which gift cards he should put in the basket. he’d completed this elaborate gift, and now he had to shake off all his nervousness in order to actually give you the gift.

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eren

wyd?

y/n

not shit

eren

perfect

eren

don’t go anywhere or do anything i’ll be there in like 5 minutes

y/n

i’m nervous omg why u so cryptic for???

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obviously, eren was your secret santa, but that’s not why you were so nervous. if it was just a regular gift, why would he calculate everything so well? nonetheless, you were excited for whatever it was. you lived in a single dorm, but it was across campus from your friend group, which was the only downside it really had. after all of his perfectionist behavior, shifting the basket around a million times to make sure you could see everything he put in it perfectly before you took it out, he arrived at your door.

it took some building up for him to actually knock, and once he did, all of the nervousness he had multiplied yours tenfold. you nearly shot up from your seat to go answer the door, opening it to a smiling eren, holding a basket in one arm and a heart shaped box with flowers in the other. your eyes widened as your face grew into a smile. “eren, no way.” is all you managed to get out of your mouth as you stared at him in adoration and disbelief. “you’re not gonna be able to look at all of the stuff if you don’t let me in.” his words made you snap out of this trance you were in as you stepped out of the way to let him in.

eren took a couple steps forward and set the basket and flowers down on the counter, but he kept the box behind him. “look at what’s in there first.” he directed, because he knew you well enough to know that your curiosity would make you want to know what’s so special that he’s hiding it. you pulled all of the stuff out of the basket one by one, looking like a little kid under the christmas tree again. “eren, how much did you spend on all this stuff?” you asked, your eyes widening with every object you pulled out of the basket. “you worried about the wrong thing, that doesn’t matter. you like it, right?” eren asked, to which you responded with a nod. “then that’s all that matters.”

“i need to get a vase, i wanna keep these.” you said to yourself as you sat them up next to the basket to make space for the last thing eren was hiding from you. the small comment made eren smile to himself as he held out the box to you. you looked down at it, reading the red cursive letters written on the dessert. “yes, duh!” you exclaimed in excitement, taking the box from his hands and wrapping him in a hug. “i don’t even wanna eat it, i just wanna save it forever.” you said, making eren laugh at you. “you say that now, but i know you well enough to know you’ll definitely eat it.”

[angelstills]

8 Days of Christmas (2001)

[genelatifah]

“On the 6th day of Christmas my baby gave to me:

A crop jacket with dirty denim jeans”

[thereweredragonshere]

On the eighth day of Snoggletog my true love gave to me, eight Moldruffles a-milking

Seven Skrills a-swimming

Six Gronckles a-laying

Five Grim Gnashers

Four Cavern Crashers

Three Flightmares

Two Terrible Terrors

And a Prickleboggle in a pear tree

12 days of Snoggletog - day 8

[asilentguardian]

Hal and Bruce don’t usually cuddle through the night (they both run too hot, solid masses of muscle that they are), but Gotham is so cold that Hal spends the night octopused around Bruce. Which is absolutely not a problem for Bruce, but they were both so tired the night before that they forgot it was Christmas Eve, and Dick is very surprised when he comes to wake Bruce up for Christmas

[verba-amoris]

Forget the sleigh...just ride me 🎅😈

[forsapphics]

8 WOMEN (2002) — directed by François Ozon // THE MAGICAL CHRISTMAS TREE (2021) — directed by Scott Hillman // SOMETHING FROM TIFFANY'S (2022) — directed by Daryl Wein // MERRY & GAY (2022) — directed by Christin Baker // A HOLIDAY I DO (2023) — directed by Paul Schneider, Alicia Schneider // AGING OUT (2023) — directed by Breanne Williamson // LAST EXMAS (2024) — directed by Sarah Rotella // THE HOLIDAY CLUB (2024) — directed by Alexandra Swarens

[toon-link-plush-daily]

He found a teeny tiny advent calendar at a holiday market. Perfectly him-sized ☺️

Todays toon link is going to wait until you leave the room before eating all the chocolates at once, as fast as he can

[icysinner]

oh shit y’all i forgot 😭 today is the first day of 8doc :) if u haven’t already, make sure you go check out the first fic of many 🤍

[angelstills]

8 Days of Christmas (2001)

[blizzardfluffykpop]

Christmassy [12 days of Winter Year #8]

(Tagged as: Wintertime 3)

The group you can request for is THE BOYZ (requests closed for: Sangyeon, Younghoon, Hyunjae, Changmin, Sunwoo, and Eric)

To request; pick a prompt and a member of TBZ, and the specific reader you want it for (if not specified, I’ll make it gender neutral). And if the genre is not specified, it will be fluff.

Completed stories will be posted every odd numbered day of December!

Prompts that are strikethrough have been requested.

Please request!!!

[Requests are closed as of 12/6 - thank you all for helping me close it this early!! 🥺💖🥰]

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A festive storyteller

“You’re just what I always wanted, a Christmas delight.” 

Making snowmen and failing miserably.

“Did anyone ever tell you that you look beautiful underneath Christmas lights?”

Christmas On and On! (Choose a member’s proposal from the Christmassy mv & send it in~) 

“What do you say to matching pajamas, watching Christmas movies, and hot cocoa?”

First snowfall on the *car* track

“I wish you could come home for Christmas.” “Open your door.”

A Creepmas [supernatural and/or horror themed] party

“Let’s make Christmas cookies together.”

“I don’t want to get ice cream, it's freezing out! We’re going to get frostbite!” “I think it’d be fun.” “Yes, I agree, let’s do it.” (Loosely based off of the Monster House line “...I don’t wanna go inside a monster and I don’t wanna die.” “I say it’s worth a shot.” “Yes, I agree, let’s do it.”).

Make your own prompt!

[coolcoelacanth]

i love bringing anti-establishment vibes into the establishment

[verba-amoris]

Santas favourite ho 🎅❤️😈

[houseofccards]

day 8 is...folklore 🩶 this album is so cottage core vibes and there's no other way to describe it

[stjernec]

Got really inspired by @whereismymonsterlover 's drawing of Sebastian as Andy in The Devil Wears Prada. It is literally best idea I've ever seen. I, and many others, would go feral for a spin off of Sebastian filling a bunch of random contracts. I'd love to see him do random shit. But also be Bad at it starting off! Only to improve more and more!!!

[thewritersaddictions]

Day Seventeen: Alcina Dimitrescu + A Chirstmas Story

With thanksgiving just having ended your wife is all over the place. The kitchen looks like a hurriacane has come through. Dishes stacked up in the sink, flour litters the countertop and floor. While Alcina daughters had come inot town during the holidays, Alcina had tired her damnest to make sure that the holdiays were as good as they could possibly be.

So this was an every year sort of thing, the probelm was that she never sat down long enough between hanksgiving and chirstmas to take a single breath. She's always up before you are. In the kitchen making a new recipe that leaves the whole house smelling of fresh dough bread, cookies, or pies.

"Alcina!" You whine as soon as you wake, her side of the bed isn't warm. The sheets pulled back to make sure you stay warm underneath them. You padd to the kitchen, wrapped up in your throw blanket. It's nearly mid morning, and Alcina already got flour, and whatever else on her face smeared agasint her cheek. "Hello darling." She says warmly. She looks tired "How long have you been up for?" You ask her, she shurgs her shoulders as the oven beeps in alarm of being done pre-heating.

"I've been up for a few hours now." She says as she moves around the kitchen. "You're coffee is ready in the coffee pot." She says softly pecking your lips and then returning to her baking. You sit at your island and watch your wife. Her tired eyes reading the recipe once then twice, then a third and final time. You sip on your coffee with ease to not burn your tonuge.

It not til later that night when your wife has washed her dirty dishes twice over in the sink and now in the dishwasher. Alcina is pretty much on repeat for the months of November and December. Bake, sleep, wake up and repeat. "Alcina, will you come sit down next to me?" You yell to her from the couch. You hear the tiniest bit of a sigh.

But she walks into the living room. You pat the seat open next to you. "Alcina I think you should sit down." You're looking right at her, but she seems to be off in the disntace of her thoughts. "Well I… there's a few other things I need to get done." Your wife mutters not taking the open seat next to you. You challenge her words.

"What do you have to get done, baby? You've already been in the kitchen for what seems like the entire day." "I have to go…" Her words die in the back of her thoart as she looks down at you. You aren't trying to be mean, even if that's how your face, and vocie is making it out to be.

"Just come and sit with me please, I feel like I haven't spent any time with you since the start of November." You say sadly. Anoher sigh leaves Alcina lips as she sits down next to you on the couch. "Thank you." You mutter quietly. "Will you stay with me while we watch a movie?" You ask Alcina, she nods and snuggles into your side.

Even though your wife is taller then you she stills tends to be squished into your side. You had already pre-picked something earlier in the morning. A good ole' favorite. "What did you pick drag?" Alcina asks as she looks from your shoulder up at the larger flat screen. "A classic christmas movie." "Which is?" You and your wife banter with each other over what's a classic christmas movie.

"You aren't making me guess which one you pick, just tell me." She huffs out after a few minutes. "Okay fine… we are watching a chirstmas story. A classic." You remind her, she rolls her eyes and pecks your cheek. "I have to agree it's a rather good chirstmas movie for the holiday." Your wife says finally agreeing with you.

You feel Alcina wiggle next to you, as if she wants to get uo from the couch, "How about I go make some popcorn for us?" She offers, you shake your head. "No because if you get up and go back into that kitchen you'll never come back out I know you to well Alcina. Now sit and stay next to me." You demand, you clcik play back on the tv and return your attention to the title credits.

Completed on: 11/25/23

Posted on: 12/17/23

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