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sherewrytes · 3 months ago

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Gojo x reader

Day 7. I got two more to post :) I was lit asf this weekend

Gojo Satoru had been insufferable all week. From the moment December rolled around, he started dropping birthday hints like confetti, making sure everyone at Jujutsu Tech remembered the date. It didn’t matter that Christmas was right around the corner—no, his day had to be the center of attention.

By Wednesday, you’d already heard, “December 7th, the greatest day in history,” at least 17 times. And yet, every time he started, you played it cool, steering the conversation toward Christmas.

“Babe,” he said one morning, leaning over the counter while you poured yourself some tea. “You know what day’s coming up, right?”

“Christmas?” you replied, deadpan, sipping your tea like you didn’t know exactly what he was talking about.

Satoru groaned. “No, not Christmas! My birthday, duh! What’s better than Christmas and me?”

“Hm, gingerbread cookies and snowball fights?”

He huffed dramatically, running a hand through his hair. “I don’t get enough appreciation around here.”

You stifled a grin. He was so easy to rile up, but little did he know, you’d been planning something big for weeks.

The next day, Gojo tried again, catching you in the hallway after breakfast. “So, any thoughts on what we’re gonna do for my big day? You know it’s just around the corner, right?”

You pretended to think hard, tapping a finger against your chin. “Hmm, let me see… maybe we should focus on Christmas stuff. You know, like picking out a tree or planning a secret Santa exchange at Jujutsu Tech?”

He frowned, but you could tell he wasn’t fully convinced. “Come on, Y/N, don’t play with me. We gotta celebrate my birthday in style!”

Friday morning, Satoru sidled up next to you while you were brushing your teeth, his voice low and teasing. “So, what’s the plan? Still just Christmas stuff, huh?”

You spit out the toothpaste, giving him a pointed look in the mirror. “What can I say, Satoru? I think Christmas is a big deal too.”

He sighed dramatically, resting his chin on your shoulder. “Y/N, you’re not getting it. December 7th is my day, and I want it to be special.”

You couldn’t help but smile, watching him pout. “Don’t worry, Satoru. We’ll figure something out.”

Later that day, Satoru tried one last time. He cornered you in the living room while you were sorting through some holiday decorations. “Seriously, Y/N, my birthday is in two days. What are we doing?”

You shrugged, feigning innocence. “Hmm, maybe we can just keep it simple. A cozy dinner, some cake, and a little Netflix?”

His eyes narrowed playfully. “Netflix? I need more than that, Y/N. You’re not letting me down, right?”

You leaned against the couch, sipping your coffee. “Of course not. We’ll make sure it’s memorable. How about we combine Christmas and your birthday into one big bash?”

He grunted, still not fully convinced. “I just don’t get why you’re downplaying it. I’m used to big surprises and grand celebrations.”

You shot him a smirk, trying to play it off. “Maybe I’m just not in the mood for all the fuss this year. We have so much Christmas stuff to plan, you know?”

Satoru crossed his arms, raising an eyebrow. “Come on, Y/N. I know you’re planning something. You’ve been too secretive for it to just be another holiday season. What are you hiding?”

You leaned back in your seat, pretending to think about it. “Maybe I’m just trying to keep things simple. You know, a nice dinner, maybe a movie night. Just us.”

He huffed, clearly not buying it. “Nice dinner? That’s it? Y/N, that’s not enough. I want something that’s all about me!”

You chuckled, standing up and stretching. “Maybe you’re just getting old, Satoru. Can’t handle the quiet nights anymore?”

His pout deepened, but there was a hint of amusement in his eyes. “Don’t be a party pooper, Y/N. I’m telling you, you’re up to something.”

You winked at him, grabbing a blanket from the couch. “Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. You’ll just have to wait and see.”

As the week came to a close, Satoru’s frustration was palpable. “Seriously, Y/N, what’s the plan for my birthday? Don’t make me beg.”

You smiled, wrapping your arms around his neck. “Don’t worry, Satoru. I promise it’ll be special. We’ll figure something out.”

Gojo Satoru kept at it all week, relentlessly nagging you about his birthday. He followed you around Jujutsu Tech like a lost puppy, asking at every opportunity what you were planning. It was almost like a game to him—testing your patience while dropping hints in front of students, his voice always loud enough for everyone to hear.

“Hey, Y/N, so… any big plans for my birthday?” he would ask, catching you mid-way through a lesson on barrier techniques. You’d turn to him, eyes wide with mock innocence, shrugging nonchalantly. “Hmm, maybe I’ll just get you a cake or something.”

Gojo’s jaw would drop, and he’d throw his hands up in the air. “A cake?! Y/N, you’re supposed to do something epic! I’m the Great Gojo Satoru, after all!”

You’d chuckle, keeping your eyes on the board as you explained to a student how to hold a proper stance. “Sounds like someone’s getting a little old if they need something epic every year.”

Across the room, Geto, who was in on the surprise, couldn’t help but roll his eyes. “Satoru, come on now. You can’t expect a big bash every year. Sometimes, you gotta take what you can get.”

Gojo shot Geto a glare. “You’re just jealous because you don’t get to be the center of attention as much as me.”

“Yeah, yeah, keep dreaming,” Geto replied, a smirk on his face as he patted Gojo on the back. “But seriously, Y/N’s right. Maybe just a nice dinner and some quiet time together?”

Satoru huffed, flopping into a chair dramatically. “Quiet time? Ugh, sounds boring.”

You couldn’t help but laugh, shaking your head. “Well, you might just have to settle for boring this year, Satoru.”

The teasing continued through the week, with Gojo dropping birthday hints at every turn. In the training room, after classes, even during lunch breaks, he would lean in close and whisper, “So, really, what are we doing? Just a cake?”

You’d play dumb, shrugging. “Guess we’ll see, won’t we?”

By Friday, Gojo was starting to get frustrated. He would trail you from room to room, pushing and prodding for details. “Y/N, come on, don’t be like this. You know I’m expecting something big.”

“Hmm, maybe I do, maybe I don’t,” you replied, focusing on a piece of paperwork in your hands. “Guess you’ll just have to wait and find out.”

Geto was growing tired of Satoru’s antics too. “Look, man, you’re just gonna have to lower your expectations. You can’t expect to outdo last year every single time.”

“Why not?” Gojo shot back, his eyes wide with mock indignation. “It’s my birthday! The best day of the year!”

You chuckled, walking past him as you headed out of the room. “It’s just one day, Satoru. There’s always next year for something bigger.”

Gojo followed after you, his steps quickening as he tried to cut you off. “You can’t do me dirty like this, Y/N! I know you’re planning something!”

You didn’t look up from your phone as you continued walking. “Maybe I am, maybe I’m not. You’ll just have to find out when it happens.”

“Ugh, you’re impossible!” he groaned, throwing his hands up in the air as he followed you out of the building.

As you made your way to the parking lot, Gojo caught up to you, his voice softer now, a hint of desperation. “Come on, Y/N, just a little hint? I’m dying here.”

You stopped in your tracks, turning to face him with a smile. “Sorry, Satoru, no hints. You’ll just have to be surprised.”

He let out a dramatic sigh, crossing his arms. “Fine, but I swear, Y/N, if it’s not big, I’m going to be very disappointed.”

You reached out, giving him a playful nudge. “Don’t worry, Satoru. I think you’ll like it. Just a little bit of patience, okay?”

He huffed but nodded, his gaze softening. “Alright, alright. I’ll be patient. For you.”

“Good,” you replied, patting his arm before turning to walk away. “Now, go practice some jujutsu, birthday boy. You’re gonna need it.”

Gojo watched you walk away, shaking his head with a smile. “Can’t believe you’re making me work for it.”

“Life’s tough sometimes, Satoru,” you called back over your shoulder, leaving him standing there, knowing he was dying to know what you had planned.

ojo Satoru’s sulking mood only deepened as the day wore on. You brought him a cute cupcake with his age on it and his favorite breakfast—just a small gesture to mark the day. But instead of the usual excitement and playful banter, he spent most of the day sulking around Jujutsu Tech, muttering under his breath about how unappreciated he felt.

“Really, Y/N?” he grumbled as he picked at the cupcake you handed him during breakfast. “This is all I get?”

You gave him a wry smile, shrugging as you took a bite of your own muffin. “Hey, it’s just another day, right?”

He huffed, not convinced. “Another day? You mean another boring, forgotten birthday.”

The students seemed to catch on to his mood, careful not to mention his birthday at all. Even Nanami, usually the first to rib Gojo, kept to herself, ignoring him as usual.

When Gojo tried to play it off as a joke and asked the students if they had anything special planned for him, they just handed him a card and exchanged awkward glances. Nanami barely looked up from his paperwork. “Happy birthday,” he mumbled without much enthusiasm.

Satoru’s smile dropped, replaced by a pout. “Geez, it’s like nobody cares around here,” he muttered, throwing his head back dramatically.

You watched from the sidelines, trying not to laugh at his exaggerated disappointment. “Oh, come on, Satoru. It’s just another day. Not everyone can make a big fuss over you every year.”

Gojo scowled, crossing his arms. “Yeah, yeah, keep talking, Y/N. Maybe you’ll get a taste of your own medicine one day.”

The sulking continued throughout the day. Every time someone mentioned Christmas plans, Satoru’s eyes would darken a little more, and he’d let out a disappointed sigh. Even during training, he wasn’t his usual energetic self. When you tried to crack a joke about his age, he just gave you a half-hearted smile and mumbled something about getting old.

As the day wore on, the tension in the air thickened. You could tell Satoru was expecting something more than just breakfast in bed and a cupcake. He needed a little more validation and excitement on his special day.

Finally, as the day was winding down and everyone was starting to pack up for the evening, you pulled Satoru aside. “Hey, Satoru,” you said softly, catching his eye as he walked by. “How about we go grab dinner together? I know you’re probably craving something a little more exciting than just a cupcake.”

He looked at you with a hopeful glimmer in his eyes. “Dinner, huh? That’s it?”

You gave him a teasing grin. “Well, maybe there’s more to it. You’ll have to wait and see.”

Satoru’s face lit up with a mischievous smile. “Oh, now you’re talking! Finally, some excitement!”

Just as he started to perk up a little, Geto approached with a smirk. “Hey, Satoru. I hear you’re sulking like a kid over there. You’re not getting a big bash this year, you know. Deal with it.”

Gojo rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, whatever. I just want a little fun today, is that too much to ask?”

“Apparently, it is,” Geto replied, clapping him on the back. “Just another day in the life of Satoru Gojo.”

Satoru sighed, but his curiosity was piqued now. He knew something was up, even if he didn’t know what. You left him with a wink and a promise of a surprise later, and he spent the rest of the day trying to guess what it could be—though he wasn’t having much luck.

As you all made your way towards the door to leave for dinner, Gojo lagged behind a little, still brooding over his underwhelming day. “Maybe I’ll just get myself a gift,” he grumbled.

You chuckled softly, reaching out to give him a reassuring nudge. “Satoru, it’s not the end of the world. You’ll get your surprise soon.”

Gojo’s frown deepened. “Yeah, yeah. I’m sure I will.” But even as he said it, he couldn’t quite shake the feeling that he was missing out on something.

As you all piled into the car for dinner, Satoru’s mood didn’t improve much. He was still sulking, but you could see the flicker of hope in his eyes, like he was expecting something more. Maybe he was starting to figure out that it wasn’t just another dull birthday.

And then, as you arrived at the restaurant, everything changed. The moment you walked in, Gojo’s eyes widened, and he couldn’t help but grin like a kid again. The restaurant was decked out in Christmas lights and festive decor, with a table reserved just for the two of you. It was cozy and intimate, just the way he liked it.

Satoru’s pout instantly disappeared, replaced by a wide smile. “This… this is pretty nice, Y/N.”

You grinned back at him, shrugging playfully. “Well, it’s not exactly a Digimon-themed party, but I figured we could make do.”

He laughed, his earlier sulking forgotten. “I guess you’re not as clueless as I thought.”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, yeah, whatever, birthday boy. Now let’s enjoy dinner before the students crash our party.”

Satoru settled into his chair, looking around at the warm, festive ambiance. “Thanks, Y/N. This is perfect.”

You smiled warmly, reaching across the table to squeeze his hand. “Anything for you, Satoru. Now, let’s just enjoy the night.”

During dinner, just as Satoru was starting to feel like everything was going wrong—like his birthday was destined to be forgettable—his phone buzzed with a message from one of the students. “Sensei, there’s an emergency. Can you come quick?”

Gojo groaned, dropping his fork with a dramatic sigh. “Of course, on my birthday,” he muttered, already reaching for his coat.

You gave him a sympathetic look. “Go on, Satoru. I’ll wait for you here.”

He sighed heavily, half-expecting more disappointment. “Yeah, yeah, I’ll be back quick.”

As Satoru trudged out of the restaurant, he couldn’t help but feel like everything was going wrong. This birthday of his was turning out to be a total bust. But just as he reached the hall, his frown lifted.

The moment he stepped inside, Satoru’s jaw dropped. The entire space was transformed into a Digimon-themed wonderland. Christmas lights twinkled from every corner, and holiday decorations were scattered everywhere. But it was the Digimon that stole the show. There were life-sized Digimon figures stationed around the room—Agumon, Gabumon, and even a fluffy, inflatable Tentomon bobbing above the crowd.

Standing off to the side, Shoko handed him a Digimon-themed satchel. “Happy birthday, Satoru,” she said with a mischievous grin.

Satoru’s eyes widened as he took it. “Wait… this is…”

But before he could fully process it, Geto draped a custom-made Digimon sweater over his shoulders, chuckling. “We figured you needed a little flair for your big day, so…”

Satoru looked down at the sweater, his face lighting up with a wide smile. “This… this is awesome, guys! A Digimon bash and a Christmas party all rolled into one!”

You and the students were gathered around, watching him take it all in. Nanami, usually the one to keep Satoru in line, even had a hint of a smile on his usually stoic face. “Happy birthday, Gojo,” he mumbled, clearly trying not to look too pleased about it.

Satoru laughed heartily, turning to you with a bright grin. “You… you planned all of this?”

You shrugged, playing it cool. “Well, you’ve been hinting about Christmas and your birthday all week. Figured I could combine the best of both worlds.”

His eyes sparkled with excitement as he approached you. “This… this is perfect, Y/N. I don’t know how you always manage to surprise me like this.”

You stepped forward, looping your arms around his neck. “Happy birthday, Satoru. Looks like it wasn’t just another day after all.”

Satoru pulled you into a tight hug, holding you close as he whispered in your ear. “You really know how to make a guy feel special.”

As the evening went on, the students gathered around, enjoying the festive atmosphere and Gojo’s infectious energy. There were holiday treats, music, and games that made the night even more memorable. Satoru couldn’t wipe the grin off his face, clearly loving every moment of the Digimon-themed bash mixed with the Christmas cheer.

Every now and then, he would catch your eye from across the room and give you a look that said, “This is the best birthday ever.” And you just smiled back, knowing that this was exactly the surprise he needed. The perfect blend of birthday celebration and holiday cheer.

Gojo pulled you in for a deep kiss, his hands sliding up to cup your cheeks, his gaze unwavering as he looked you up and down. His voice was low and teasing, a playful smirk tugging at his lips. “I want that for my last present, Y/N,” he murmured against your lips, his breath hot and intoxicating.

You felt your heart skip a beat at the sultry tone in his voice, a shiver of desire running down your spine. “Oh, really?” you teased back, arching an eyebrow. “Is that all you want?”

Satoru’s smile widened, a wicked gleam in his eye. “Trust me, Y/N, that’s the only present I need,” he replied, leaning in closer to press another lingering kiss to your lips. “I want you right here, right now. Just for me.”

Your pulse quickened at the intensity in his gaze, the sheer longing he conveyed in every touch. “Maybe I’ll make you work for it,” you whispered, brushing your lips against his teasingly before pulling back slightly.

Satoru’s fingers tightened around your waist, pulling you even closer until you were flush against him. “You know I’m always up for a challenge, Y/N,” he said with a low chuckle, his hands slipping down to your hips. “But if this is what I get as my last present, consider me the luckiest guy alive.”

You smiled playfully, running your hands through his hair as you kissed him again, deeper this time. “Happy birthday, Satoru,” you murmured, savoring the moment before leading him back to the lively party. “Now, let’s make sure this night is unforgettable.”

Megumi cleared his throat, his presence suddenly reminding you both where you were and bringing a wave of reality back into the room.

Satoru pulled away from you, his eyes softening as he turned to the doorway where Megumi stood, looking almost embarrassed by what he had just witnessed. “Uh, sorry, Megumi,” Satoru said with a sheepish grin, rubbing the back of his neck. “Got a little carried away there.”

You laughed softly, reaching over to give Megumi a playful nudge. “It’s okay, sweetie,” you assured him, trying to lighten the mood. “Just wanted to make sure your dad had the best birthday ever.”

Megumi’s eyes softened a bit, and he glanced at the Digimon-themed decorations around the room—balloons, streamers, and a huge cake with a Digivice on top. “This is pretty cool, huh, Dad?”

Satoru nodded, his earlier sulkiness replaced by genuine joy. “Yeah, kiddo,” he replied, tousling Megumi’s hair. “This was all for me, huh?”

“Sure was,” you said, stepping forward to put your arms around both of them. “Now, how about we eat some cake and enjoy the party?”

Megumi grinned, his earlier awkwardness replaced by excitement as he led you both to the table, already digging into the Digimon cake with enthusiasm. Satoru followed, looping his arm around your waist as you all settled in, surrounded by friends and family, ready to celebrate his birthday and the holiday season in the best way possible.

he evening unfolded in a blur of laughter and lighthearted chaos. The Digimon-themed Christmas bash was everything Gojo secretly (and not-so-secretly) dreamed of. His students, though pretending to have ignored his birthday earlier, threw themselves wholeheartedly into the festivities, from donning Digimon masks to reenacting his favorite battles from the show. Even Nanami, who had been stoically pretending the day didn’t matter, smirked ever so slightly as he passed Gojo a slice of cake.

“Don’t get used to this,” Nanami muttered, but there was no mistaking the glimmer of amusement in his eyes.

“Oh, Kento,” Gojo teased, throwing an arm around him. “I knew you couldn’t resist my charm.”

Nanami sighed, clearly regretting his moment of indulgence, but allowed it for the sake of the celebration.

You watched it all with a satisfied smile, leaning against the wall for a moment of quiet reflection. Shoko sidled up next to you, a glass of champagne in hand.

“You pulled it off,” she said with a grin, clinking her glass gently against yours. “And he’s eating it up.”

You glanced over at Satoru, who was now enthusiastically teaching Yuji and Nobara the “correct” way to do a Digimon fusion pose, his energy infectious and his earlier sulking long forgotten. “He’s like a big kid,” you said fondly.

“Big kid with a big ego,” Shoko added, but her tone was light. “Still, it’s nice to see him this happy.”

The party continued well into the evening, with everyone eventually gathering in the hall for a group photo. Gojo, ever the center of attention, pulled you into the frame, insisting you be right next to him.

As the flash went off, he whispered in your ear, “Best birthday ever.”

Later, after the guests began to filter out and the students reluctantly left for their dorms, Gojo found you cleaning up stray decorations in the now-quiet hall. His arms slipped around your waist from behind, his chin resting on your shoulder.

“Hey,” he murmured, his voice softer now. “Thank you.”

You leaned back against him, a tired but content smile playing on your lips. “For what?”

“For everything,” he said simply, turning you around to face him. His eyes, always so bright and mischievous, held a depth of gratitude that made your chest ache. “You didn’t have to do all this.”

“But I wanted to,” you replied, brushing a strand of white hair away from his face. “You deserve it.”

He smiled, that cocky yet endearing grin of his. “You know, I think I deserve one last present.”

“Oh?” you asked, raising an eyebrow.

Before you could say another word, he leaned in, capturing your lips in a kiss that was slow and deliberate, a stark contrast to his usual playful nature. When he pulled back, his eyes sparkled with mischief.

“I want you to wear that little number from last Christmas,” he teased, his voice low and suggestive. “You know the one.”

You rolled your eyes, laughing as you shoved him lightly. “Go clean up the rest of this mess first, birthday boy.”

He groaned dramatically but obeyed, tossing you a wink as he set to work. And as you watched him—utterly ridiculous yet undeniably yours—you couldn’t help but think that this chaotic, love-filled night was the perfect way to celebrate the man who made your world brighter every single day

#jujutsu kaisen #black tumblr #black reader #jujutsu kaisen x reader #gojou satoru x reader #jjk x black reader #gojo x reader #gojo satoru #gojo x black reader #gojo x black y/n #sherewrytes

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meetmypointlessaddiction · 3 months ago

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This is the prompt list for each of the fics I want to post in December. The fics will be linked on this masterlist (if I remember) and it will be pinned on my profile.

I hope you enjoy and please don't forget to like/reblog/comment. Even something as simple as an emoji will encourage me to post more 💛

Day 1: Decorating

Day 2: Movie

Day 3: Cold

Day 4: Gingerbread House

Day 5: Party

Day 6: Tree Lighting

Day 7: Holiday Cheer

Day 8: Nightmare

Day 9/10: Snowman & Snowball Fight

Day 11: Baking

Day 12: Family

Day 13: Puppy?

Day 14: Christmas Miracle

Not sure if I'll write these:

Day 15: Christmas Market

Day 16: Please Come Home

Day 17: Merry Christmas

If there is anything you'd like to see them please don't hesitate to send in any requests 💛

#logan howlett x reader #logan howlett x you #logan howlett #logan x reader #hugh jackman #logan howlett fanfiction #logan howlett fluff #james logan howlett #logan wolverine #hugh jackman fluff #logan howlett fic #logan howlett x reader smut #james howlett #the wolverine #wolverine

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deaddovedec · 4 months ago

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𝐃𝐞𝐚𝐝 𝐃𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐜𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐞𝐫 𝟐𝟎𝟐𝟒

Hello and welcome to Dead Dove December 2024!

We are a dark holiday-themed Bucky Barnes event. Below, you will find the prompts for each day of December, along with alternate options.

As this is our second year we just want to reiterate that this is a no-pressure, for-fun event that offers over 50 prompts to fulfill your dark needs during the holiday season! Please be aware that the prompts on this list will contain dark and potentially disturbing themes and may not be suitable for all audiences.

Our new prompt list will be posted later today and we hope everyone who participates has a fun writing experience. If you have any questions our inbox is open.

𝐄𝐯𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐈𝐧𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 ❆ 𝐀𝐨𝟑 𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧

𝐏𝐫𝐨𝐦𝐩𝐭 𝐋𝐢𝐬𝐭

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞

1. Roasting on an open fire // Sweater Swelter

2. Torture // Bloodloss

3. Castration // Heartwarming

4. Forced To Watch // Punishment

5. Handmade // Glued Shut

6. Frostbite // Stocking - Stalking

7. Cuffed // Collared // Cold (Free Day)

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐓𝐰𝐨

8. Naughty or Sliced // Lights

9. Bricked Up // Chimney // Stockholm Syndrome

10. Sleep Deprivation // Waiting All Night

11. Restraint // Humiliation

12. Jolly // Folly // Slay

13. Kidnapped // Under The Tree

14. Something Red // Something Dead (Free Day)

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐓𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐞

15. Countdown // Out of time

16. Wrapped // Whipped

17. Blackmail // Letters To Santa // Holiday Hunting

18. Starved // Stuffed // Cannibalism

19. Snuff // Home Movies (Filming) (Free Day)

20. Used As Decoration // Dehumanization

21. Monsterfucking // Holiday spirit

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐅𝐨𝐮𝐫

22. Necrophilia // Given As A Gift

23. Sacrifice In Vain // Spiked // Drugged

24. Loss of Consent // Blood Splatter

25. Twisted Celebration // Silent Night (Free Day)

26. Breathless // Survival // Passed Around

27. Confined To Bed // Cabin Fever

28. Fighting For Life // After Death // Strangulation

𝐖𝐞𝐞𝐤 𝐅𝐢𝐯𝐞

29. Hypothermia // Co-Dependency

30. Non - Con Body Transformation // Brought Back

31. Cheers // Fears // New Year

𝐀𝐥𝐭𝐬

Silk Ribbon, Trapped In The Ice, Candy Caned, Consensual Hypnosis, Last Christmas, Chopping, A Light In The Dark, First Night, Silk Ribbon, Skullfucking, Chained, Unneeded Amputation, Incest, Snowballing, Conditioning

Special thanks to @vesearlee for creating the spectacular header and dividers for this event!

#deaddovedec #ddd2024 #deaddovedecember2024 #dead dove december #ddd24

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yanderecrazysie · 3 months ago

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Yandere Christmas 2024

For the month of December, I have decided to do little drabbles and headcanons. This time, I'd love if people joined in! Just ping me if you use any of the prompts and I'll gladly reblog.

Dark content and fluff are very much welcome and feel free to interpret these however you'd like.

Day 1: First Christmas in captivity

Day 2: First snow outside

Day 3: Caught under mistletoe

Day 4: Wrapped up like a present

Day 5: In Santa's lap

Day 6: "Family" picture

Day 7: Baking cookies together

Day 8: Snowball fight

Day 9: Decorating the tree

Day 10: Candy canes

Day 11: Knitting a sweater

Day 12: Christmas dinner

Day 13: Gingerbread houses

Day 14: Snowstorm

Day 15: Exchanging gifts

Day 16: Spiked eggnog

Day 17: Secret Santa

Day 18: Snow angels

Day 19: Ice skating

Day 20: Caroling

Day 21: Locked out in the cold

Day 22: Huddle for warmth

Day 23: Christmas lights

Day 24: Naughty List

Day 25: Christmas morning

Day 26: Sharing is Caring

Day 27: Advent calendar

Day 28: Building a snowman

Day 29: Catching snowflakes on your tongue

Day 30: Building an igloo

Day 31: New Year's wish

#yandere christmas 2024

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skyheaven1231 · 1 year ago

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Just two babies having a snowball fight 🥹

Day 17 of the Akeshuake Adventcalendar - Childhood Winter Shenanigans -

#akeshuakeac2023 #shuake #akeshu #goro akechi #akechi #ren amamiya #akira kurusu #p5 joker #persona 5 #persona 5 royal #p5 #fan art #my art

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rotbtd-edits · 8 months ago

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The characters

Based on my Rotbtd story. The profiles are found on the computer version of my tumblr blog site, but I wanted to have some sort of collective post with them here too, while adding some details. Just because I like profiles 👍

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The protagonists of Rotbtd

Hiccup

Age: 20 Height: 6'1" (185 cm) Home: Isle of Berk Guardian core: Friendship Likes: Dragons, flying, exploring, inventions and crafting, diplomacy, sketching, crabcakes, sarcasm, learning about dragons Dislikes: Cruelty, betrayal, arguing with dad, dishonesty, restrictions, being told what to do, manipulation, dragon abuse

An adventurous viking and the future Chief from Berk, Hiccup’s dream is to further study the dragons and explore the world. While being hesitant about Guardianhood at first, he’s a natural leader and keeps the team moving through hardships. As innovative technical genius Hiccup relies more on strategies and sometimes his stubborness of wanting to do things his way can even come off as stalling. Hiccup is the Guardian of friendship, symbolised by his bond with his dragon partner Toothless.

Merida

Age: 17-18 Height: 5'4" (164 cm) Home: DunBroch Guardian core: Courage Likes: Archery, horse-riding, adventures, training, sweets, having fun, free days off, story-telling, being a Guardian Dislikes: Nagging, tight clothes, restrictions, customs and traditions, inactivity, being told what to do, her mother's temper

A princess from the kingdom of DunBroch. Out of the four Merida is the first to embrace Guardianhood, seeing it as an escape from her fate at home and her mother’s demands. Wanting to take immediate action she can come off as hotheaded and inconsiderate, but she deeply cares for the well-being of the people and her team. Merida is an excellent archer and a loyal friend, stopping at nothing to help those in need. She’s the Guardian of courage.

Jack

Age: 17-18 Height: 5'8" (175 cm) Home: ??? (Burgess) Guardian core: Fun Likes: Pranks, flying, having fun, facing challenges, snowball fights, honesty, children, having friends and love Dislikes: Mind games, restrictions, friends' suffering, manipulation, being alone, cruelty, the Man in the Moon

Resurrected by the Man in Moon a few years earlier, Jack woke up confused and alone. Due to his distrust at the Man in Moon he also doubts the whole Guardianhood at first. A free spirit, Jack tends to hide his insecurities under jokes but under the bratty behaviour beats the brave heart of a Guardian. Jack possesses ice powers and cannot remember anything but glimpses of his past, making him an enigma. As the Guardian of fun he lightens up the team.

Rapunzel

Age: 18 Height: 5'5" (167 cm) Home: Kingdom of Corona Guardian core: Imagination Likes: Art, house chores, ducklings, adventures, baking, facing challenges, pranks, singing, being able to go outside Dislikes: Being alone, arguments, betrayal, selfishness, boredom, getting confined, dishonesty, wearing shoes

Born with mystical powers, Rapunzel was raised in isolation by her paranoid mother. Spending her days dreaming about the world outside, she’s always harboured love for adventure and embraces the journey. She can appear naive and insecure but in reality is very clever and resourceful. Her positive outlook also helps the team come together, though sometimes she gets frustrated at the bickering group. A great artist, Rapunzel’s the Guardian of imagination.

#rotbtd #the big four #rise of the brave tangled dragons #rotbtd edits #5 #the guardians #hiccup #jack #rapunzel #merida #character profiles #trivia #lore #i wish i could pin two posts lol #but i think the worldbuilding one is still more relevant

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cissyenthusiast010155 · 1 year ago

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If you’re up for it, numbers 17, 22, and 49 with Bellatrix please? I was thinking hate-sex but you can do something else if you prefer. Preferably no mommy kink, but anything else is fine <3

Snowball Puppy ~Dom!Bellatrix Lestrange xFem Puppy!Reader ~Holiday Bingo

Summary— A day in the snow turns a heated rivalry into a passion filled night. Anon Response— Hey hey anon!! Thanks for the request. Bellatrix could always use more content! No mommy kink, just like you asked. Enjoy! ♥️

Previous Day <—found here!

Holiday Bingo <—Here!!

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Prompt— Playing in the Snow

#17. “Don’t make me ask again”

#22. “Stop doing that”

#49. “You look so good when you beg...”

Warnings: NSFW, light smut, fingering, dom/sub relations, puppy play, begging, begging kink, teasing, taunting, intimidation, hate-sex, enemies to lovers, implied future smut, etc.

Enjoy (;

You, Bellatrix, and Draco were outside, in the middle of a snow blurry, running around and playing in the snow.You were Draco’s Godmother, and you live and adored Draco. Bellatrix you barely stomached. It was his idea to invite her out in the snow. You merely grumbled along.

Suddenly you felt a hard pelt of snow on the back of your neck. You turned around and saw a grinning Draco, his hands filled with snowballs.

You smirked and quickly began rolling your own icy weapons. But instead of throwing them at Draco, you flung them Bellatrix’s way. The witch shrieked as an icy ball hit her in the shoulder. She looked madly furious. Then you threw another one, hitting her neck this time.

You giggled endlessly as she jumped about in a cold spout of rage. Your last throw of your snowballs landed right in the woman’s face. You gasped and placed your hand over your mouth in reaction. Draco bursted out in laughter.

But then Bellatrix stared you down and began charging toward you. With intent and ferocity. And you quickly made a run for it. You scampered back into Malfoy Manor, yelling back at Draco for help. But Draco was rolling in the snow, laughing endlessly, and certainly not helping you.

You ran inside the Manor and up the stairs, down the corridors, until you reached your guest room. You ran in, shut the door behind you, and collapsed against it panting.

It wasn’t long before Bellatrix caught up with you. You could tell from her sinister cackling. It always sent shivers down your spine.

She banged on the door, taunting your name and trying to get in. But your body kept the door firmly closed. That was until magic was involved.

A split second later, you were hurled forward onto the ground and the door swung open violently. It closed itself as Bellatrix entered, staring down at you as you scrambled to get up. But she hindered you, stepping on your chest, effectively keeping you pinned on the ground.

Your eyes widened and your breathing shallowed at this compromising position. But a spark of courage lighted in you as her dark and dangerous eyes met your gaze. You weren’t going down without a fight.

“Stop doing that. Let me go.” You gritted out through your teeth.

Bellatrix grinned like a Cheshire Cat and tilted her head, pushing her foot down further and threatening to cut off your oxygen flow to your lungs.

“I think you like it…!” she jeered in her taunting manner.

You growled in response, barring your teeth while squirming underneath her heel. Bellatrix chuckled and accepted your challenge.

“Fine then. Beg. Beg me to let you go.” She jeered.

Your breath hitched in your breath.

“Fuck you!” You sneered.

Bellatrix chuckled darkly and shook her head.

“Don’t make me ask again” she threatened darkly.

The newfound edge and dominance to her tone got to you.

“I… umm” you stammered, your face getter redder and redder.

“What’s the matter, pup…?” Bellatrix jeered.

The pet name sent waves right to your core… ferocious, unrelenting waves.

“P-please…”

The pressure tightened once more on your chest. She was saying it wasn’t good enough.

“Please Bellatrix… please…” you begged, “please please please—” you chanted, closing your eyes out of embarrassment.

This made the woman smirk wickedly.

“Please please…!” She mocked you.

Your eyes shot opened widened at her tone and you gulped.

This time you involuntarily jerked your hips upward, your body suddenly needing relief and some sort of friction. This made Bellatrix chuckle darkly. Bellatrix then released her foot from your chest, letting you breath once more.

With a muttering spell under her breath, Bellatrix moved you onto your bed. You were frozen as the woman pounced on you, pinning you to the bed. You moved your head to the side, as her face came right up to yours, and her tongue licked up the trial of your neck and jaw.

You wanted to hate it. But you didn’t… You coudn’t… your body was giving in.

Your hips jerked up once more, making the woman chuckle again. While keeping you successfully pinned to the bed, one of Bellatrix’s hands wandered down in between your legs, her fingers grazing your clothes center. This only made you jerk your hips even more, making your mind more and more dizzy.

Bellatrix growled in response.

“P-please please… don’t stop—-” you sputtered.

“You look so good when you beg, pup…” Bellatrix cooed wickedly.

“I h-hate you… I—” you breathed out roughly.

But you were cut off as her fingers slipped under your clothing layers and two of them slid into your warmth.

“I know, pup… I know…” Bellatrix cooed lustfully, pumping and curling into your cunt at a fast and harsh pace.

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amethystarachnid · 3 months ago

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MARVEL HOLIDAY SPECIAL 🎄✨

How Does This Work? It’s Christmas in the Multiverse! Pick a holiday trope from the list below, pair it with your favorite MARVEL character, and make a request! You can add as many details as you’d like (reader’s personality, specific plot points, etc.), and be sure to specify the reader’s gender. If unspecified, I’ll default to fem!reader. All the requests will be posted starting from the 1st of December. You can make a request either in the comments or in my inbox! <3

HOLIDAY TROPES 🎅🎁

Choose a classic Christmas theme to bring the holiday spirit into your favorite MARVEL universe, the tropes already requested will be written in italic.

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Snowed In – You and your chosen character are stuck in a cozy cabin together as a blizzard hits. Perfect for slow-burn romance or confessions by the fireplace! Tony Stark x fem!reader

2. Mistletoe Mishap – Awkward but adorable moments when you and your MARVEL character find yourselves beneath the mistletoe… what happens next? Steve Rogers x short!fem!reader

3. Secret Santa – The annual Avengers gift exchange gets competitive when you and your character are each other’s Secret Santa. Will they go all out or keep it simple? Tony Stark x fem!reader

4. Holiday Party Shenanigans – Whether it’s Tony Stark’s extravagant bash or a quiet gathering at the X-Mansion, holiday parties mean mischief, laughter, and maybe even romance under the twinkling lights. Loki x fem!reader

5. Christmas Morning Surprise – Wake up with your MARVEL love interest on Christmas morning and see what holiday surprises await. Breakfast in bed? A special gift? Cuddling by the tree? Tony Stark x fem!reader

6. Ice Skating Date – A romantic evening on the ice (bonus points for awkward falls or a spontaneous snowball fight!). Thor x fem!reader

7. Holiday Movie Marathon – You and your character binge all the classic Christmas movies. Will they laugh, cry, or (for the serious heroes) grudgingly admit they might enjoy it?

8. First Christmas Together – Share a special first holiday celebration with your character, complete with shared traditions and sweet moments. Tony Stark x fem!reader

9. Christmas Caroling (Disaster) – What happens when you try to drag your chosen MARVEL character out for caroling? Expect laughs, maybe some awkwardness, and possibly a heroic attempt at a festive tune. Natasha Romanoff x fem!reader (platonic)

10. New Year’s Eve Countdown – Start the new year with your MARVEL character by your side. Will you share a kiss at midnight? Tony Stark x fem!reader

11. A Day of Peace – Even heroes need a break! Imagine a cozy day where your chosen character and the reader spend time away from chaos and just enjoy the quiet of winter. Tony Stark x fem!reader

12. Lost Holiday Spirit – Help your character find their holiday spirit again! The reader surprises them with small, thoughtful gestures to lift their spirits. Sam Wilson x fem!reader x Bucky Barnes / Loki x fem!reader (those are two separate fics)

13. Winter Wonderland Date – The reader gives their character a romantic surprise: a perfect winter day of snowball fights, hot cocoa, and stargazing. Tony Stark x fem!reader

14. A Little Christmas Magic – Maybe it’s a miraculous recovery, or a chance to spend time with someone they miss. This holiday season, something magical happens to fulfill the character’s heart’s desire. Tony Stark x fem!reader

15. A Handcrafted Gift – The reader makes something special for the character—something unique and meaningful that reminds them they’re cared for. How does your character react? Tony Stark x fem!reader

16. Time Together – Your character’s wish is simply for time with the reader. The two spend the day together doing whatever brings them the most joy. Tony Stark x fem!reader

17. Holiday Baking Fiasco – The reader and the character attempt some holiday baking, and… well, things go hilariously wrong. Expect lots of laughs (and flour everywhere). Tony Stark x fem!reader

18. Resolution Reflections – New Year’s Eve is the perfect time for reflection. Your character opens up to the reader about their dreams for the new year. Young!Tony Stark x fem!reader

19. A Second Chance – This wish is a little bittersweet. Your character receives an unexpected chance to make amends or reconnect with someone important from their past. Tony Stark x fem!reader

20. Christmas Eve Confessions – It's Christmas Eve, and you and your chosen MARVEL character are sharing a quiet moment together. Will one of you confess a secret you've been holding onto, like your feelings for each other? Doctor Strange x fem!reader

21. Holiday Disaster – Everything seems to go wrong during the holiday preparations. Whether it’s burning the cookies or accidentally knocking over the Christmas tree, your character has to help save Christmas (and your sanity). Tony Stark x fem!reader

22. Holiday Road Trip – A festive road trip adventure with your character, from road snacks to sing-alongs to unexpected pit stops. Will the two of you get into mischief along the way? Loki Laufeyson x fem!reader

23. Santa’s Little Helper – You and your character end up volunteering together at a local holiday charity or helping out in a Christmas toy drive. Can you keep the Christmas spirit alive while managing the chaos? Steve Rogers x fem!reader

24. Wrapped in Christmas Lights – While decorating for the holidays, one of you gets tangled in Christmas lights. Is it pure chaos, or does this turn into an unexpected bonding moment? Steve Rogers x fem!reader

25. Reindeer Games – A little friendly competition to see who’s the best at Christmas-themed games. Whether it’s pin the nose on the reindeer, holiday trivia, or a snowman-building contest, it’s all in good fun!

26. Decorating the Tree Together – You and your character decorate a Christmas tree together, each putting your personal touch on it. A quiet moment full of holiday spirit, plus maybe a surprise gift hidden in the branches! Tony Stark x fem!reader

27. Christmas Morning with the Kids – You and your MARVEL character wake up to the excitement of Christmas morning, with kids eagerly running around to open presents. It’s chaotic but full of love. How does your character handle this special day with their little ones? Tony Stark x fem!reader

28. First Christmas with the Baby – It's the first Christmas for your baby, and you and your character are filled with joy. From choosing the perfect first Christmas ornament to finding the cutest little holiday outfit, this is a memory the whole family will cherish. Tony Stark x fem!reader

29. New Year’s Eve Party with the Avengers (or X-men) – The Avengers come together to celebrate the New Year, but there’s a twist: the kids are part of the celebration. How does your character juggle both the kids' excitement and their own fun as the clock counts down to midnight? Bucky Barnes x fem!reader

30. Holiday Movie Night with the Avengers (or X-Men) – The Avengers decide to have a Christmas movie marathon for the whole family. Your character is skeptical about the cheesy movies, but what happens when they get caught up in the holiday spirit? Tony Stark x fem!reader

31. The Avengers’ (or X-Men) Christmas Play - The Avengers decide to put on a Christmas play for the kids. Each hero gets assigned a role, but things quickly devolve into a hilarious disaster as egos clash and powers get in the way of the script. Your character might play Santa, or the Grinch, or maybe something more ridiculous.

Maybe 31 tropes are a little too much, but what can I say...I love Christmas!

Taglist: @bitchy-bi-trash @ccbsrmsf1

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dxncingwithastrxnger · 3 months ago

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bring a friend who loves to play, we'll eat all the candy canes (Obey Me!)

A/N: A day late, but here's Belphie's story!!! This one is so cute and I loved writing it sm, it's so fun. Actually had a few others in the story this time, but it's still mainly Belphie, I promise <3

Pairing(s): Belphie x MC

Prompt(s): 7. Belphegor

Summary: A Christmas Eve walk turned epic snowball fight.

Tag(s): Super fluff, a snowball (or two) to the face, and my Belphie-really-really-loves-Christmas-time headcanon :D

Word Count: 1,547

Song Inspiration: Candy Cane Lane by Sia (A very Belphie type of song imo)

Not beta'd, all mistakes are my own.

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Snow flurries dance on their way to the ground, a blanket of white already covering everything within sight. It’s the middle of a long winter’s night in the capital of the Devildom and everything is quiet. Any shops or businesses open at this time of night are sleepy and slow. On the road leading away from the House of Lamentation, all that can be heard is the crunch of fresh snow and ice alongside the quiet giggles and whispers of a human and a demon on their way to the center of town.

Spinning in a circle with their arms out on either side of themself, facing the sky and trying to catch snowflakes on their tongue, the two are full of amusement as they accidentally run into each other in their lack of attention to how close they are to each other.

The Avatar of Sloth takes the opportunity to wrap his arms around the other and rest his chin on their shoulders, trying to walk backwards while tugging them along, grinning all the while.

MC tries to stay rooted in place, eyes intensely fixated on a very specific snowflake. “Wait, wait, I’m gonna get this one.” And they stick their tongue out and wait.

The demon holding onto them waits as well, staying perfectly still. Only when the snowflake is about to land right on their tongue does he jostle them, trying to tug them along again, effectively causing them to startle and the snowflake to land somewhere else. Belphie is laughing before MC even turns to face him, a dramatic look of offense on their face.

“How dare you, you- you- you demon!” They say, hand above their heart. Despite their words, the look of mirth in their eyes is plenty clear.

Belphie very poorly schools his expression, forcing himself not to smile in any way. “It’s your own fault, human. You shouldn’t be messing around at a time like this, anyways. You could slip and fall and die.” He says in a very familiarly stern and deep tone of voice.

MC tilts their head to the side slightly, a grin growing on their face. “Was that Lucifer?”

“Duh.” Belphie confirms, his voice back to normal. “Pretty good, right?”

A snort leaves the human as they shake their head at him. “It is actually, the best one I’ve heard besides Levi’s.”

He nods in agreement. “Yeah. It seems all that cosplaying has helped him learn a lot about doing voice impressions. At least it’s good for something.” He holds his gloved hand out to MC.

“Hey, be nice to your brother. I think Levi’s cosplays are really cool. Plus, dressing up is always so fun, I love when he lets me join him.” They take his hand and lock their fingers together happily.

Belphie shrugs. “I’m not allowed to be nice to my brothers. That’s the rule.” The two of them continue walking down the road side by side. “Well, except for Beel. Twin’s are an exception. …And Satan. We’re allies.”

MC holds back a giggle but cracks a grin. “Whatever you say, babe.”

Belphie nudges them playfully in return. “Do you think anyone at Purgatory Hall is still awake?”

Thinking about it, MC shrugs. “Probably. There’s like a 99% chance of Solomon being awake, a 76% chance of Simeon being awake and about a 50% chance for the other two.”

“Perfect.” Belphie smirks mischievously as he catches his partner’s eye. “Do you think they’d be up for a snowball fight?”

They match his look immediately. “They better be.”

The two of them find themselves walking through town a few minutes later, making a beeline straight for Purgatory Hall right by all the many shops and such. They approach the front lawn and both of them share a look before leaning down to gather snowballs. They even take the time to make a small pile of them, stocking up on their ammo ahead of time. Then, with one last one for each to hold in their hand, they’re ready.

“You go knock, then run back over here.” Belphie gestures along with his words.

Nodding, MC walks up to the door and knocks firmly three times, ensuring it’ll be heard, before running back to where Belphie waits by the corner of the building, but far enough out that they both have a direct eyeline of the doorway.

They don’t have to wait long. The door is opened by Simeon less than a minute after the knock, a curious look on his face. Before Simeon can even process that no one’s there, MC throws the first snowball, the packed snow landing right in the middle of the man’s face. His face is covered in snow and he’s frozen in place.

MC puts a hand over their mouth in surprise, not intending to actually hit him in the face, while Belphie whistles quietly, both of them holding back laughter. But as Solomon appears behind Simeon, Belphie throws his own snowball, hitting Solomon square in the face as well, though if the exclamation he lets out afterwards is anything to go by, it was intended.

“Oh?” Simeon is already stepping out of the house, barefoot and without a coat, though seemingly unbothered as he gathers his own snowball. Solomon is quick on the uptake and follows suit as the pranksters dive for their own ammo, a war quickly beginning between the four.

The front door to PurgatoryHall is still wide open, light from the front hall spilling out and lighting up the yard as packed snow flies back and forth. The loud laughter and squeals is probably what draws out the other two members of the household, both of them in pajamas but appearing to be wide awake, looking out at the commotion in surprise.

“Luke! Raphael! C’mon!”

“We’re losing here! We mustn’t let the intruders win!” The last line was said jokingly as Simeon and Solomon wave the other two over.

They didn’t need to be told twice. Suddenly, it was four against two, but MC and Belphie didn’t even think of backing down. Even quicker now, they were tossing out snowballs left and right, walls of snow being built as barriers on either side. They don’t know how long passed, but eventually, the war was over, the “intruders” successfully thwarted, a truce offered out and accepted.

As MC helped Belphie up from his spot on the ground, a snow angel left in his place, Luke waved them towards the door. “C’mon! Simeon’s gonna make hot chocolate and the cookies I was making should be cooled off by now!” Belphie and MC turned to each other with happy smiles before following the angel inside.

Inside of the large house, the fire is going, soft christmas music is playing in the background, and everyone is gathering in the living room. Solomon and Raphael are on one couch together and Belphie and MC sit on the one across from them. Luke comes in with a tray full of cookies, which he sets in the middle of the coffee table, Simeon not far behind him, juggling all six mugs of hot cocoa, all topped with whipped cream. They get passed out and Simeon sits on the other side of MC, Luke choosing to sit on the floor with his back against MC’s legs.

MC turns to Belphie and watches him nibble on a cookie, his mug held close to his chest in his other hand. He’s beaming with happiness, his eyes filled with excitement. It’s so rare the sleep demon is ever wide awake for this amount of time, he’d usually be passed out by now. But according to his brothers, Christmas is Belphegor’s favorite holiday. He’s much more awake around Christmas time than any other time of year. And it’s certainly noticeable. He looks the perfect picture of energy as he chats excitedly with all the others about tomorrow’s celebration plans. It makes them smile happily with clear affection and adoration for the demon in their eyes.

“Why don’t you guys stay here until morning? We can all head to the House of Lamentation together. I’m sure Lucifer wouldn’t mind if we saved everyone a trip to here and the castle.” Simeon points out.

“That’s true, if we all go to their place first thing with all of our presents, it would make things a bit easier. We’d even have some time to relax before getting ready for the Christmas dinner with Diavolo and Barbatos.” Solomon says.

“Oh! Do you think Lucifer would be okay with me using their kitchen to bake all the treats I wanna take to the castle?” Luke asks excitedly.

“I’d like to spend Christmas morning with all of the brothers.” Raphael says quietly, a smile on his face at the thought.

“That’s all fine with me. I don’t mind staying here for the rest of the night. What do you think, MC?” Belphie turns to look at them, a hopeful smile on his face.

MC leans forward to give him a quick kiss before replying. “That sounds fun. Let's do it.”

Belphie grins and kisses them again. “I love Christmas. Especially with you here.” He says softly.

“Good. Cause I don’t have any plans to go anywhere else.” They tell him.

“You better not.”

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A/N: I think this one is my favorite one so far, tbh. I still wanna get Barbatos' out tonight, but I gotta let my laptop charge, so it'll def be out after midnight my time (it's currently 10:05pm)!!!

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