#Engraved Christmas eve box

[thebearer]

Carm really doesn’t want to screw up his and reader’s first Christmas together

"Hey, Carm, I was looking at the books, and did you know you have to- What the fuck is that?" Sugar stopped, skidding to a halt looking at the infamous teal bag on Carmen's desk.

"Hey, uh... It's Christmas comin' up, and-and I'm tryin' to rewrap this for-"

"Jesus, Carm." Sugar scoffed, shaking her head. "That's... Are you proposing?"

"What? No. No, no, I-I'm not- Why does it look? You think she'll think I'm-"

"-Yeah, Carmen. You've been together maybe five months? And you bust out Tiffany on Christmas? Yeah, I think she might think it's a ring." Sugar rolled her eyes.

"Fuck," Carmen threaded his hand through his hair. "No, I-I just wanted to get somethin' nice, ya know? Somethin' good for our first Christmas..." He muttered, face flushing in embarrassment. It was still new to him- this. You. Telling people about you. Being with you. Not keeping things so private and protective, scared to have his family or anyone know about this side of him and ruin it.

Sugar's face softened. "What'd you get her anyways?" She hummed, looking at the neatly tied box.

Carmen tapped his finger on the box, a ghost of a smile on his lips. "I got her a necklace with, uh, with little round thing, ya know? And I-I got a 'C' engraved on it."

"A 'C'?" Sugar raised her brows in amusement.

"Yeah, it was, fuck, it was Richie's idea. Somethin' about Taylor Swift and a song. He said she'd like it. Do you-Do you think she will? Or should I- I should probably get somethin' else too, fuck."

"Carmen," Sugar said softly, biting back a laugh. "I think she'll love that."

"Yeah?" Carmen hesitated, rolling his lip around while he looked from the box back at her.

"Yeah. It's a really nice gift." Sugar snorted lightly. "I would be happy to get it, and I'm not even a huge Taylor Swift fan."

Carmen nodded, looking down at the box. He hoped you'd love it. Hoped you wear it.

"Are you bringing her to Christmas?" Sugar asked lightly. "Think she's ready for that?"

"Fuck no." Carmen shook his head. "No, I-I don't think I'm ready for that." Sugar laughed in agreement. "I haven't... I haven't even told Ma."

Sugar nodded slowly. "Yeah, I... I get it." She offered. "I could tell her if you-"

"-No, Sugar." Carmen said firmly, running a hand down his face. "Just... Just let me get through this first one without all that bullshit. I just... it's the first one and I don't..." Carmen didn't say it but Sugar heard him.

She knew Carmen wanted to shield you from Donna, from the chaos that was his family. He wanted to keep you around. Sugar's heart swelled at the thought. The thought of her baby brother having someone permanent.

Carmen did bring you to her New Years Eve party. A small get together (well, as small as a Berzatto one could be) with no Donna. Just the cousins, friends, and others celebrating and ringing in the New Year. She was happy to see the necklace on your neck, the engraving shimmering in the low light of the room.

[i-am-baechu]

♡ Summary: Being a father is the greatest gift Namjoon could ever ask for from Y/N. This Christmas it has turned out to be the hardest one for the family. 

♡ Rating: PG - 14

♡ Genre: Established relationship; Dad! Namjoon x Mom! Reader, romance, fluff and angst 

♡ Author’s Note: This is the sequel to Baby Daddy! Also I worked all day on Christmas Eve and on Christmas I spent it with my family. It’s been busy for me!! 

Namjoon knew the day was coming but he didn’t realize it was coming this fast. They spoke about his military leave twice in the past year. Once, in the beginning and the second, in the middle. Both times Y/N was crying and Namjoon dropped the topic. He hated seeing his wife cry. He couldn’t bear the realization on Su-jin’s face that daddy wasn’t coming home at the end of the day and it hurt more that Y/N had to face it alone.  

He wanted to celebrate Christmas early so at least he can see Su-jin’s second Christmas before he leaves. It was December tenth and Namjoon made their living room filled with Christmas decorations the night before. Their tree was filled with ornaments that had glitter falling down onto their carpet and the lights flashed different colors that made Su-jin hypnotized. Of course Namjoon made sure the tree had mountains of presents underneath with cartoon paper hiding what was inside. 

Y/N watched Su-jin open another gift and she sighed. She leaned towards Namjoon who was sitting next to her with a wide grin, “Joon, don’t you think this is overdoing it?” 

He shook his head and kissed Y/N’s cheek, “No, I wish I could’ve done more.”

She let out a small laugh and shook her head, “Babe, how much more could you have done?” 

“Trust me, I had plans.” 

“I don’t doubt that.” 

Su-jin started letting out her giggles when she started playing with her new microphone. Y/N glanced at her and smiled. Namjoon bent down and grabbed a small box that was hidden behind the tree, “Baby, I got you something.”  

She looked back at Namjoon with a surprised look and then at the tiny box, “Joonie, I told you-”

“This is special please.”

She took the box and let out a laugh, “You always had to have it your way.” 

“You’ll like it.”

She opened the box and her eyes widened. It was a ring that had all of their birthstones and engraved in the ring it said, MY FOREVER. She placed the ring next to her wedding bands with excitement, “Namjoon, this is so beautiful.” 

Namjoon placed his hand on top of hers and glanced at the ring, “I just wanted you to know...no matter what. You guys are my forever. Even if I’m far away, I’m always thinking of you guys.” 

“Joon, I don’t need a ring for that. I already know.” 

“I just wanted you to have something...”

She smiles and leans forward, placing a quick peck on his lips, “I love it and I love you.” 

“I love you more.” 

Later that night, Y/N put Su-jin down and it was just the couple. They were in the living room cuddling up watching a random drama with Christmas lights flashing in semi darkness. Namjoon’s fingers carefully went through her hair as she played with his fingers, it was pure bliss. 

“Neh, Namjoon...Do you remember when we met?” 

“Of course I do....”

Another long night and Namjoon felt like shit. All day he was messing up in practice and while no one got mad at him, he was mad at himself. He kept trying but nothing was working. It was frustrating because even Jin picked up the choreography. 

“Namjoon, let’s get some coffee. You need it.”

Namjoon looked up from the floor and gave him a sad smile, “Sure...maybe they have a drink that can make me dance better.”

Yoongi scoffed at this and rolled his eyes, “Shut up, let’s go.” 

They walked down the street to the only cafe open that late. There was soft jazz music playing and the sound of soft talks echoed in the room. whispers that held comfort under the dim lighting. They ordered their usual and waited at a table towards the back. Yoongi was on his phone and Namjoon was just staring outside into the night. He wished he could be better at dancing. He was their leader but he couldn’t help them with the formation, what kind of leader is he? 

“You look like you're thinking hard.” 

A soft voice blended in with the jazz music but it was loud enough for him to hear. He turned his head to see a girl around his age looking at him with a soft smile. The way her eyes looked at him made him feel like he was by a fireplace on a cold day. It was comforting and nice, “Yeah...thinking.”

She placed the cups down on the table and turned her head slightly towards him, “Are you alright? Thinking too hard just causes problems and no one likes problems.” 

“Problems can be the solutions we need.”

“Or the headaches we don’t want.”

Yoongi snickered at this and took a sip of his coffee as he watched the two go back and forth. Y/N heard her name at the counter and sighed, “I have to go but my advice is...don’t be too hard on yourself. We have one life, why be so mean to ourselves.” 

Namjoon watched her walk away and he couldn’t tear his eyes away from her. There was something about her and he wanted to figure it out. 

She let out a small laugh at the memory, “You were so nervous, it was cute.”

He rolled his eyes at this and changed the channel, “I wasn’t nervous. I was just...overwhelmed...”

“That’s what you said when you asked me out, remember?” 

“Jimin, I don’t think this is going to work.”

Jimin rolled his eyes and handed Namjoon the flowers, “Y/N’s favorite flowers are daisies.”

Hoseok nodded his head and opened the cafe door for him, “Stop being nervous and ask her out before someone else does. Like that guy from the other cafe.” 

“I’m not nervous...I’m overwhelmed.” 

“Yeah, whatever. Just go.” 

Namjoon entered the cafe and saw Y/N watering the plants. He heard Jungkook’s voice playing and he smiled. Y/N told him that she would always support him because she believed that he would become big. She was always there believing in her. 

She looked up and waved at him, “Hey! I didn’t know you were coming.”

“Sorry...ummm....these are for you.”  

She glanced down to see him handing her daisies. She smiled softly and took them out of his hands. She brought the daisies to her nose and inhaled the scent, “You shouldn’t have...I love them Namjoon. Thank you.” 

He felt his face get hot but a surge of confidence flew through him, “Y/N you would go on date me?” 

“Namjoon, are you okay?” 

He knew she was teasing him and she sighed. He looked away with his red face to avoid her mischievous eyes, “Would you go on a date with me?

“Of course I would.” 

“It’s not funny, Y/N.”

“I think it is.”  She reached for the remote and shut off the t.v, “We should head to bed. You want to take Su-jin  to the park tomorrow, remember.” 

He smiles at his daughter's name and nods his head, “Yeah, I wanted her to play with Jungkook while we walk through the park together.” 

“That sounds lovely.” 

The couple shut off everything in the living room and headed towards their bedroom. They both laid in their respective spots and she stared at him with a frown. He raised his eyebrow at this and turned towards her, “Is everything okay, Y/N?”

“I’m just going to miss you...”

“Well maybe Santa will bring me to you.” 

She rolled her eyes and moved closer to him until she felt his body heat, “The only thing I want from Santa is our family together.”

“Baby...” He kissed the top of her head as he wrapped his arms around her waist, “It’s going to be okay.” 

She let out a snicker as she snuggled into his chest, “Been an angel all year, Santa baby...”

He snorted at this and pinched her sides, making her wiggle, “Shush you...”

“Just promise me you’ll write to me.” 

“Of course I will, babe.” 

She looked up and kissed the side of his neck, “I can’t believe Taehyung is shaving his head.”

“I know, he looks like a prince with his hair. It’s going to be wild to see him without it.”

“I always said you looked like a professor that had all the girls drooling during class.”

He smirked at this and he tightened his grip, “Is that so?”

“Very much so...now that you shaved your head...I don’t know you got hotter to me.”

“Really? Su-jin misses my hair.”

She snickers at this and nodded her head, “She does, she was so confused when you didn’t have it but I think you look handsome.” 

“And I think you look beautiful. Let’s sleep.”

“Fine, what time are we leaving?”

“Around eleven.” 

She kissed his chest and closed her eyes, “Good night my love.” 

“Good night.” 

･ﾟ·:｡･ﾟﾟ･ ✩ ･ﾟ ･ﾟ·:｡･

“Hyung! Noona!” 

The couple pushed Su-jin towards Jungkook and she waved at him, “Good morning, Kook.” 

Jungkook smiled at her and gave her a tight hug, “Noona, I heard you had a surprise.”

She raised her eyebrow at this, “And who told you this?” 

“Yoongi...”

She rolled his eyes, “It’s not a surprise...It’s more I baked you a cake for all your solo activities.”

Namjoon took Su-jin out of the stroller and pouted, “You didn’t make me a cake for my solo...”

“This is why I told Yoongi not to tell you. I knew you would blurt it out.”

“Sorry noona.” 

She let out a chuckle and ruffled Jungkook’s hair, “It’s fine. Namjoon, I gave you a baby. That’s bette than cake.” 

“Nothing in this world can compare to my Su-Jin. Want to play with Uncle Kook, Su-jin?” 

Su-jin made grabby motions towards Jungkook and he happily took her. He kissed all over her face and Y/N smiled at the scene before her, “You can play on the playground. Just be careful, she’s been more curious these days.”

“I will noona. Have fun on your walk.” 

Namjoon intertwined their fingers together and they walked. It was winter but today it wasn’t as cold. It was the perfect temperature. They walked closely together in silence as nature became their theme song. Namjoon glanced down at her and smiled, “What do you think about having another baby?”

She glanced up at him and gave him a surprise look, “Another baby? I would love to have another one but you're leaving soon...”

“When I come back?”

She let out a small laugh, “Maybe Santa can make that come true.” 

“Santa's probably tired of us asking him for things.”

She rolled her eyes and nodded her head, “But that’s the fun of Christmas.” 

“So...Another baby? Hurry down the chimney tonight.~” 

Y/N let go of Namjoon’s hand and started to walk away from him, “I’m going back to Su-jin.”

“Wait no! Comeback!”

[transmunsons]

Winter rolled around in Hawkins. The Harringtons hadn’t been home in months, which was fine with Steve. They’d probably freak if they saw the state of the house.

Multicolored lights were strung throughout the main rooms. The staircase railing had a garland spiraling down it. A large tree sat in the corner of the living room, shedding onto the carpet. But what they would have truly hated was the throng of people.

The entire Upside Down crew gathered there for Christmas Eve. Tomorrow they would celebrate with their families but tonight they breathed life into the halls of this stuffy house. Steve nudged his way past Robin and Nancy, bent close in conversation. He loved being in a crowd, surrounded by people he cared about.

Steve caught the arm of a certain metalhead and took him to another room. Snow gently fell outside the curtain-framed window and he could still hear the faint chorus of Last Christmas.

“What’s up?” Eddie asked, his eyes reflecting the rainbow of lights. He looked concerned.

“Nothing, I just wanted to give you your gift.” Steve couldn’t wait any longer. It had arrived a month ago and had been eating away at him ever since.

“Oh, I don’t have yours with me,” Eddie replied.

“Don’t worry about it,” Steve retrieved the long, gift-wrapped package he’d stashed behind a couch and held it out to Eddie, kneeling on one knee. “Your Banishedness.”

“Jesus, Steve, what is it?”

“Open it.”

Eddie took the present and set it down, tearing off the wrapping and ripping open the cardboard box.

“No fucking way.”

Eddie lifted a glittering blade from the carnage. The smooth metal gleamed as he reverently turned it about to look. Careful fingers traced the Elvish engravings. “The flame of the west.” Eddie whispered.

He placed the sword back down and tackled Steve to the floor. He was not light; the wind got knocked out of Steve’s chest.

“You’re welcome?” Steve said with a smile. Eddie always had odd reactions.

“You’re amazing,” He seemed to be memorizing every part of Steve’s face.

Steve laughed and pulled him down into a searing kiss.

[gunnerfc]

🎄WOSO FICMAS: Dec. 23 - Chloe Kelly 🎄

Chloe Kelly x Reader (Man City) | WC: 843

Dec. 23 prompt - opening presents on christmas morning

-> woso ficmas masterlist can be found here!

You were woken up bright and early Christmas morning, Chloe’s excitement meant not getting to sleep in. Both of you had spent Christmas Eve with your families, deciding to spend the actual holiday together at Chloe’s place. When you both arrived home late the night before, the blonde had been persistent in trying to get you to open presents early but you resisted the begging looks, wanting to spend Christmas morning actually opening gifts. It’s because of that determination that you were woken up well before your alarm was set.

Your eyes fluttered open as you felt Chloe pressing kisses all over your face, whispering “babe” each time she pulled away. You squinted your eyes, the light from the sun just beginning to shine through your window.

“I'm up. I'm up” you repeated, groaning as you stretched your arms above your head.

Chloe beamed down at you and you couldn’t but match her smile, her excitement rubbing off on you instantly. The blonde sat back some as you sat up, her hands moving to grasp your face pulling you into a sweet kiss.

“C’mon, time for presents!” she grinned, pulling you with her as she got up from the bed.

The two of you made your way to the living room, the Christmas tree lighting up the room. Chloe all but pushed you onto the couch before separating the gifts you both had secretly wrapped and placed under the tree throughout the month.

There was no reason behind the order in which the two of you opened the presents, going for whichever your hand touched first. You went back and forth laughing at some of the gifts you got each other. A majority were things you both had mentioned but others were a bit silly or inappropriate.

You had picked up a small, neatly wrapped box that was sitting on the coffee table in front of you at the same time Chloe picked up a longer small box.

“Same time?” you winked, knowing you both had similar ideas based on the size and shape of the boxes.

You both started unwrapping the boxes you held in your hands. In the box you held was a bracelet that had 53° 28′ 46″ N, 2° 14′ 43″ W engraved into the underside. The coordinates were of Manchester, the city the two of you fell in love in. You sniffled to hold back tears, the city held great importance to you for many reasons, but most importantly it gave you this relationship that you were so grateful for.

You looked up from the bracelet to find Chloe watching you, she had paused opening her gift to watch your reaction. Your heart soared seeing the look of love in her eyes and you were sure you had a similar look in yours.

“Your turn,” you croaked, still feeling tears trying to escape.

Chloe sent you a small smile before her eyes fell to the half-wrapped box in her hands. The blonde tore the rest of the wrapping paper off, tossing it behind her to join the large pile of wrapping paper. The long black box creaked as the blonde opened it, displaying a necklace that had a piece of silver with your anniversary date on one side, and ‘i love you’ etched on the other side in your handwriting.

Chloe gently sat the box on the coffee table before pulling you into a hug. Her arms were thrown around your neck, yours wrapping tightly around her waist. Chloe’s grip tightened around your neck as she whispered “i love you too” in your ear.

The blonde pulled away first, blinking away tears as she did so. Chloe stood up from the couch, rushing back to her bedroom, returning as quickly as she left.

“You have one more, love!” the forward sang as she sat back down next to you, handing you a small box.

“Babe, I thought we agreed on a certain number.” you groaned, you should have known the blonde wasn’t going to listen.

“Shh, just open it.” Chloe rushed, ignoring your comment altogether.

You playfully rolled your eyes but did as she said. Inside the box was nothing but a house key which you held up with a confused look in your eye.

“I want you to move in with me. You practically live here already but now I want it to be official.” the blonde spoke, her voice quieter than normal suddenly feeling nervous that you would say no.

You lightly tossed the key onto the table and this time you initiated the hug. You mumbled “of course” in your girlfriend’s ear.

Chloe’s tightened around your body, nerves no longer a problem for her. This was the next big step in your relationship and she was thrilled to take it with you. The two of you spent the rest of the morning messing around with the gifts you had opened before ending the night cuddled up watching movies. You had made plans to start moving your things soon, wanting to finally share a space, officially.

[jackles010378]

Our First Christmas

(Jensen Ackles x you)

No warnings just pure fluff 🥰❤️

It was a cold winter evening, and the snow fell gently outside the window, creating a peaceful and serene atmosphere. The room was adorned with festive decorations, and the sweet aroma of freshly baked cookies filled the air. You and Jensen sat side by side on the couch, your hearts brimming with excitement as you celebrated your first Christmas together.

Ever since you had met on the set of a Big Sky, your love had blossomed like a beautiful winter rose. Jensen, with his charming smile and mischievous eyes, had captured your heart from the moment you laid eyes on each other. And now, you were about to embark on a new chapter of your love story during your favorite time of the year.

Jensen had planned a surprise trip for you to a cozy cabin nestled deep within the snow-covered mountains. It was a place where you both could enjoy the tranquility of nature and bask in the magic of the season. As they arrived at their destination, your eyes sparkled with glee as you took in the breathtaking scenery.

The cabin was adorned with twinkling lights and festive decorations. A crackling fire warmed the room, creating a cozy ambiance. Jensen had thought of every little detail to make your first Christmas together unforgettable.

You both spent the days leading up to Christmas exploring the winter wonderland that surrounded you. You built snowmen, had thrilling snowball fights, and made memories that would last a lifetime. Every evening, you would return to the cabin, rosy-cheeked and full of laughter, to cozy up in front of the fire.

On Christmas Eve, Jensen surprised Y/N with a beautifully wrapped box. Inside was a delicate silver locket, engraved with yours and his initials. Your eyes filled with tears of joy as you held the precious gift close to your heart. It was a symbol of your love, a reminder that your connection was something special.

As you both sat by the fire, sipping hot cocoa and exchanging heartfelt gifts, You couldn't help but feel overwhelmed with gratitude. You had found your soulmate in Jensen, someone who made you laugh, who understood your deepest fears and aspirations, and who was always there to support you.

You and Jensen stayed up late into the night, talking about your dreams and plans for the future. You both made promises to always celebrate Christmas together, regardless of where life might take you both. It was a night filled with love, laughter, and hope.

And as the clock struck midnight, snowflakes dancing outside the window, Jensen pulled you into his arms. You shared your first Christmas kiss, sealing your love beneath the mistletoe. It was a moment that would forever be etched in both your hearts, a declaration of their commitment to one another.

Your first Christmas together was an enchanting and magical experience, a blend of love, laughter, and the beauty of the season. It set the stage for many more joyous holidays to come, creating a tradition that would bring you both closer with each passing year.

And as you held each other tight, the snow softly falling outside, you and Jensen knew that their love was a gift that would continue to grow and flourish, not just during the holiday season, but throughout every season of their lives.

TAGLIST: @k-slla @cevansbaby-dove @kaleldobrev @janineb86 @deans-daydream @alternativeprincess94 @tmb510 @nescavaneck

[some-of-us-watch-the-sunset-too]

hi i am re-entering into my outsiders era a bit so i have a lil request - the gang being friends w an art kid? like drawing and painting and sculpting and stuff

The boys with an art kid reader

A/N: i know the second req said hcs but i really wanted to write a little piece for this! also i’m in that mid-year phase where i want it to be christmas already so this is set at christmas. Y/N and Two-Bit are a bit of a thing cause i love two bit and i wanna write cute things with him so shush

Tags: fluff

Warnings: none!

It was Christmas eve at the Curtis house, the gang had a tradition of doing their gift-giving then rather than Christmas day so everyone could spend the day with their families, though they normally met up later in the day anyway. “Woah Y/N this is amazing!” ponyboy stared in awe of the bookmark y/n made for him with a sunset painted on it with watercolour. “I’m glad you like it.” Y/N gave Pony a warm smile and handed a bigger package to Darry. He opened it and smiled to himself. “A new baking bowl! just what i needed!” Soda laughed. “Grandma Dar and his baking.” Darry set the bowl down carefully far away from them so it wouldn’t get broken before pulling Sodapop into a headlock. “i won’t make you cookies no more then, see how you like that!” The two wrestled on the ground before Soda gave up. Y/N laughed and handed presents to the rest of the gang.

Johnny gasped when he opened his present. Dally looked over at him and could’ve sworn he was close to tears. “Y/N this is beautiful.” He looked at the small piece of paper in his hand. it was a pencil drawing of all the gang together, it was small enough to fit into a wallet, which y/n knew johnny carried around because all the gang had pitched in to buy it for his birthday. Y/N smiled but was interrupted before they could say anything by soda stomping his feet. Y/N had made him a watercolour painting of a horse, he recognised who it was right away. it was his horse, mickey mouse. “Y/N how did you get this!!” He was also close to tears but he was smiling from ear to ear. “well it’s a long story, yknow the way my parents own a ranch? well they somehow knew who bought mickey mouse all those years ago and i got in contact with them. i went to their ranch about 4 hours drive away. obviously i didn’t have the money to buy him off the rancher but i got a picture and painted it, that way you’ll always have him.” Y/N smiled. in reality mickey mouse had died about two years ago and that was just a picture the farmer had but Sodapop didn’t have to know that.

Dally opened his gift. “what is it?” Dally looked confused. Y/N laughed. “They’re fingerless gloves, crocheted. that way your hands might be slightly warmer than ice like they normally are, but you can still have full use of your hands cause let’s be honest the fingers are always annoying in gloves.” Dally smiled, he’d never admit it, but he appreciated the thought. “Y/N! This is so cool!” Y/N looked at him and smiled. Steve held up a sleeveless denim jacket with the back panel painted black with “you can’t handle the randle” painted on in big red letters and fire painted at the bottom. The front had little embroideries on it too. all things that meant something to Steve. “Glad you like it!”

“You’re so talented Y/N! But uh- where’s my present?” Two-Bit chuckled, he’d been surprisingly quiet up until now. Y/N gasped “Oh shit. i forgot your present.” They laughed about it and Y/N promised to give it to him the next day. After a while Two-Bit went out to the front porch to smoke a cigarette and Y/N followed him a few minutes later. Once they knew the two of them were alone they turned to Two-Bit. “I didn’t forget your present, i just wanted to give it to you away from the others.” They pulled a small box out of their pocket. it had red wrapping paper and black ribbon on it. Two-Bit took it from them and opened it carefully. Inside was a ring with ‘i love you’ engraved on the inside. On the outside intricate patterns were also engraved, but it didn’t look too busy or cluttered, just pretty and detailed. “i didn’t make this one, but i designed it” Two-Bit put it on and when he rubbed his thumb along the surface he realised it could spin. he played with it for a moment before Y/N spoke again. “it helps to calm you down or distract you when, y’know-” Two-Bit nodded. Y/N knew he struggled with anxiety, all the gang did to a degree, but he had it the worst by far. “it’s beautiful darlin, it really is. Thank you.” Two-Bit hugged Y/N before looking around to see if anyone was there. when he was sure there wasn’t he gave them a quick kiss. none of the boys knew about the two of them, and they don’t want any of them finding out this way. “Happy christmas my love.” Y/N whispered. “Happy christmas.” Two replied, smiling to himself.

[joyful-enchantress]

Evergreen | Loki x Fem!Reader

banner created by the amazing @springdandelixn

A/N: Hello! Enjoy this festive drabble that I wrote for @fictive-sl0th as part of the Secret Santa fic exchange that she so graciously organized. This can be read alone, but could also be considered a companion to I'm Dreaming of a Green Christmas.

Genre: Fluff

Word Count: 1.3k (I know, I know... not technically a drabble)

Christmas Eve.

It was a special day for you and Loki -- it was the day he finally asked to court you after more than a year of relentlessly flirting with each other and finding every excuse to be together.

As you reminisced, you absent-mindedly reached your delicate fingers up to toy with the emerald pendant resting against your collarbone; Loki had gifted it to you this very night two years ago, when you both came to your senses and freed the feelings you had been harboring for each other for so long. You couldn't help the smile that graced your lips at the memory. He was your best friend. Your soulmate. Your person.

As always, you and Loki were planning to do your gift exchange for each other tonight, in the privacy of his own quarters. It was one of your favorite traditions you had begun with him, and it gave the two of you time to yourselves, away from the hubbub that inevitably would come tomorrow with Christmas Day in the Avengers Tower.

To celebrate the two years that you and Loki have been officially together, you wanted to do something special. For his gift this year, you had designed and ordered a custom Movado watch for him. The timepiece boasted a two-tone wrist strap of shining silver and yellow gold; the signature 12 o’clock dot and slender hands were cast in yellow gold, and set inside the golden case was the most stunning emerald green dial. On the back of the case you had engraved: The time I spend with you will never be enough. I love you, Loki. It was sleek, elegant, and beautiful — just like him.

The time came for you to head to Loki’s and you could barely contain your excitement; you restlessly bounced and rocked on the balls of your feet as you waited for the elevator to arrive on his floor. The gift box in your hands — blanketed in sleek black wrapping paper and tied off with a glittering emerald green ribbon — complemented your outfit perfectly. A skin-tight black turtleneck was tucked into a tea-length satin skirt of the richest emerald. Your look was completed with sparkling gold heels and, of course, your necklace.

The elevator dinged, signaling your arrival, and you rushed out and nearly skipped the whole way to his door. Before you could even knock, the door swung open, revealing the object of all your love, adoration, and desire.

“Loki…” you breathed. You would never tire of laying eyes on him — each time you did, it felt like the first. His raven curls were neatly slicked back, framing his perfect, angular face. He flashed you a beaming smile and his emerald eyes were alight with excitement and adoration. He was dressed to the nines, in his go-to all-black suit and tie combo, the tie clip you gifted him two years ago displayed proudly against his chest, the single emerald on it glittering when it caught the light. He was beautiful. And he was yours.

"Darling," he returned, "You look absolutely stunning." As he said it, he took your face in his hands and lowered his face to yours, meeting your lips in the most sensual kiss. It was slow and gentle, but there was an urgency to it, as if he might never get to kiss you again. Was he nervous about something?

"Merry Christmas and Happy Anniversary, Lohks. I've been looking forward to seeing you all day."

"As have I, my love. Every moment I'm not with you seems to drag on for eternity," he whispered against your lips. "Happy Anniversary and Merry Christmas, Y/N"

Once you peeled yourselves away from each other and made your way inside his quarters, you placed the gift box under the tree, and you noticed that it was the only one there. That's strange, you briefly thought to yourself for a passing moment, but there were more important matters at hand -- such as the devastatingly good-looking god sitting on the couch waiting for you to join him. You sat down together and enjoyed the hot cocoa he had made, complete with marshmallows and peppermint sticks.

"You're certainly dressed up this year, Loki. I mean, you always look dashingly handsome, of course, but a full suit and tie this year? I'm a lucky lady," you smirked at him.

He chuckled at your remark. God how you loved his laugh. "I wanted to brandish the exquisite gift you bestowed on me two years ago, darling," he explained while gesturing to the tie clip. "And that required wearing a tie. Plus," he continued, looking directly into your eyes, "this is a rather special day, as it marks two years that we've been together romantically. And I couldn't be happier, Y/N."

"Neither could I," you sighed contentedly.

As you sipped your hot cocoa, chatting and sharing the occasional chocolate-laced kiss, Christmas music was softly playing in the background. Everything was perfect in this moment.

"Well, darling, shall we exchange gifts then, before we get too lost in each other to remember or care?" he asked as he brushed his nose against your neck.

"Yes!" you exclaimed as you popped up from the couch and began walking towards the tree to retrieve his gift, blabbering on as you did. "Oh, Loki, I'm so excited for you to open yours, I really hope you like it. I wanted to do something a bit more special this year and --"

You were cut off mid-sentence and your jaw went slack at the sight before you as you turned around, Loki's watch box clasped tightly in your hand. Your best friend and lover was down on one knee, holding in his hands a small box that contained the most beautiful diamond ring you had ever seen. The ring had a twisted band of both platinum and yellow gold. The platinum parts of the twist were encrusted with emeralds, and led directly to the center stone -- a sparkling princess cut diamond -- where they formed a loose halo.

You gasped, speechless, as you approached him.

"Y/N, darling, I love you with everything that I am, and I toiled for weeks, endeavoring to come up with the perfect way to propose to you. Since you are deserving of all the Nine Realms, I wanted to make sure my proposal was lavish enough to reflect that. But then, I realized, there is nothing flashy or performative about our love. Our love is real, it is steadfast, and it is something that comes along once in a generation. It is timeless and beautiful to behold, without even trying. So here I am, in the one place we spend the most time together -- the place where we have shared the most treasured memories and sweet nothings -- asking you to spend the rest of your life with me. Y/N, will you do me the undeniable honor of becoming my wife?"

Tears of joy sprang from your eyes as you listened to him. You couldn't believe it. This was really happening.

"Of course I will," you managed to speak, "Yes, Loki, I'll marry you!"

At your words, he rose from his feet and placed the gorgeous ring on your left ring finger. Looking at him, you would have thought he had just conquered all Nine Realms, with the way his chest swelled with pride and his eyes swam with unshed tears of awe and adoration -- for you.

He wrapped you in a warm embrace and kissed you with more fire and passion than ever before, his soft lips moving against yours in a dance of celebratory ownership. Gone was the urgency from earlier; he was able to take his time now, knowing that you agreed to remain his for all your days.

You would happily don his colors forever. Ever his. Evergreen.

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A/N: Thanks for reading, I hope you enjoyed it! The 3-word prompt I was given to write towards was "Christmas Eve proposal" Many thanks to @fictive-sl0th for the prompt, for organizing this Secret Santa event, and for allowing me to participate, even though I was a late submission. You are a gem.

If you would like to see pictures of the watch and the ring from this fic, I have included them below.

[kitten4sannie]

𝕿𝖍𝖊 𝕹𝖎𝖌𝖍𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖗𝖊 𝕭𝖊𝖋𝖔𝖗𝖊 𝕮𝖍𝖗𝖎𝖘𝖙𝖒𝖆𝖘 (†𝖊𝖆𝖘𝖊𝖗)

part 1

full version

Incubus! San x Fem! Reader x Boyfriend! Wooyoung

Genre: smut

Summary: All you wanted to do was go to bed so that you could have a nice Christmas morning with your boyfriend the following day. Unfortunately, you would have a late night visitor, and it wasn’t Santa Claus delivering presents. 

W.C: ???

Warnings: ???

A/N: guess who’s back (back again) ✨ don’t be fooled by the cute christmas theme! this is actually the sequel to paranormal activity 👀🖤 well this is the teaser, to be exact, but i’ll be posting the full thing on the night before xmas eve just fyi. hope you all are having a nice holiday season 🫶🏼

Masterlist

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“Remind me why all you bought for your friend’s dog was a collar and leash?” you questioned, inspecting said gift and setting it down neatly inside the empty gift box on your lap. 

Wooyoung, who was standing by the Christmas tree and admiring the way the twinkling lights routinely switched off from red and blue to an eye-catching shade of gold, craned his neck back to look at you with a scowl. “First of all, it was on sale.”

You bit back a laugh, amused with your boyfriend’s immediate attitude, quietly closing the box and taping down the sides. 

“And, second of all,” he began, taking a few steps over to the couch and plopping down onto it, leaning his body against yours. “My friend had put it on his wishlist, so there.” 

Slapping a pretty red bow on the top of the plain box and calling it a day, you gave Wooyoung a small nudge with your elbow. “But, you could’ve gotten it custom-done at least, you know? Get their dog’s name engraved into it or something. Just getting a basic one seems a bit lazy to me.” 

Once Wooyoung grabbed the present from your hands and tossed it down onto the floor near the tree, he took a hold of your shoulders. “ ‘Seems a bit lazy to me,’ ” he said mockingly, as he eased you down onto the couch cushion below, climbing over you and leaning down near your face. “You better be careful before I put that collar on you myself.” 

“Mm…” You reached your arms out to wrap around his neck and bring him in closer. “But you better be careful before I pull the lights off of the tree and wrap them around your cock so you can’t cum until I say so.” 

“Is that a promise?” he asked softly, pressing his lips into the side of your jaw, slowly moving down to pepper kisses along the curve of your neck. 

“Don’t tempt me, Woo. I’ll tie you up right now.” You held him close, moaning a bit when you felt him grow hard against your lower abdomen, immediately taking the opportunity to reach down and grip him through his boxers. “You’re so hard for me already…” 

“It’s your fault, Y/N. Take some responsibility,” Wooyoung returned in a low voice, his fingers slipping into the neckline of your tank top and yanking it down so that your tits popped out of it. Hearing your gasp fueled him to suck one of them into his mouth and roll his tongue around it. 

“Fuck…keep going…” 

Wooyoung obliged, only stopping when you both heard the unmistakable sound of an ornament falling off of the tree and hitting the wood floor with a crunch. He sat up, watching as another, more sturdy one, dropped off of the branch it was on and rolled across the floor towards the couch where the two of you were tangled up. 

“What the fuck…” you mumbled, exchanging glances with Wooyoung, before sitting up when he got off of you and went to grab the broom and dustpan. 

Wooyoung came back and swept up the broken pieces of the ornament, chuckling at your frightened reaction. “I’m sure it was just some air blowing or something.” 

“From where?” You pulled your top back up and scanned the corner of the living room near the tree, a strangely unsettling feeling developing in the pit of your stomach. 

“From the heater, you know.” Wooyoung tossed the remaining fragments into the trash and came back to put the other bulb back onto the tree, making sure it was stable. 

“Yeah, I guess that makes sense…” You stood up and rubbed your forearm, wondering why you felt so uncomfortable in that moment, like another pair of eyes were on you. 

Wooyoung took notice of this and pulled you into a hug, nuzzling his face into your neck. “Don’t be so scared, baby. I’m here…”

“Mm…okay,” you nodded, feeling a little better now that you were in Wooyoung’s warm embrace. 

“We should probably get to bed…It’s getting late.” 

“Yeah, that’s a good idea.” 

Giving you a soft smile, Wooyoung slung an arm around your shoulders and guided you up the stairs into your bedroom. 

Meanwhile, unbeknownst to the both of you, a shadowy figure emerged from behind the tree. The demon’s tattooed fingers clasped around the bulb Wooyoung had returned to the branch. He leaned in to look at his devilish reflection in it, a deep-sounding chuckle erupting from his throat. 

“Rest while you can, you two…before all the fun begins.”

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[sky-neverending]

Steve volunteered to host Christmas Eve for the Party at his house. He wasn’t sure why, but honestly, he had nothing better to do then to spend the evening with his best friend and his ex girlfriend who was dating his best friend, his ex girlfriends ex boyfriend and his new boyfriend, a gang of children, and one overly enthusiastic nerd. This was his life now.

Everything went great. He and Robin decorated the whole house, choosing the biggest Christmas tree (with the critical help of once certain Max Mayfield ramming into Steve’s legs with her wheelchair if the tree wasn’t good enough). They strung lights and tinsel all over the stairs, baked cookies that the kids covered with icing and sprinkles, did all the things that a good Christmas should have. All the things Steve never got to experience as a kid.

It was only until everyone went home to their families and he, Robin, and Eddie remained that the night seemed to shift.

“Hey, Steve?” Eddie called from the hallway, his long curls covering half his face. He sounded nervous, and Steve felt anxiety of his own build in his gut.

“Yeah?”

Eddie walked toward him, holding something behind his back. When he got close enough he pulled it out, revealing a small box. “I might have got you something,” he said, his blush barely visible in the low light of the room. “It’s stupid, but I felt like I owed it to you. That and,” he paused, taking a breath, “and I wanted to.”

Reaching out, Steve took the present. He unwrapped it slowly, letting the smooth brown paper that covered it fall to the floor. Inside was the kind of box that Steve had seen in stores, the one that held jewelry. But this one was different, it was jet black and the hinges were crooked. Almost like…. Eddie had made it himself.

He opened to box, a lump caught in his throat as he saw what was inside. It was a red guitar pick on a chain. The pick was engraved with a drawing of a bat, one with nails sticking out of the wood, and the letters S.H. at the top.

“Eddie,” he croaked out, running his fingers over the surface of the pick. “Eddie, did you make this?”

“Wayne helped a little,” Eddie said with a shy laugh. “Is it too much?”

Steve looked up for the first time since taking the gift. “It’s perfect,” he whispered, and the feelings he had pushed down for months rose to the top of his chest. “You-you’re perfect.”

“You don’t mean that.” Eddie fidgeted with his hands.

Picking up the necklace, Steve slipped it around his head and let the pick fall onto his skin. He pressed at it, feeling the shape it made as it sunk through his shirt. “I do,” he said. “Can I kiss you?”

Eddie’s eyes widened. “I mean- all over a little gift? I don’t want you to do something you regret, Harrington-”

“Shut up and kiss me,” said Steve, cutting off the other boys rambling.

Eddie did.

And for the first time, Steve got what he wanted for Christmas.

[daisybianca]

pairing: max verstappen x femalereader

summary: your boyfriend gifts you something truly special as a christmas present.

warning: none, just fluff

AS A FAMILY tradition of yours, Max embraced your British culture, and handed you the handmade Christmas Eve box he made for you.

You took the red, wooden box, which was slightly bigger than a shoe box, from his hands and ran your fingers along the gold lettering embellished on the lid. There were little stars and snowflakes placed around the lettering, with a few, green, Christmas trees and presents decorated around the box. Your name was engraved onto a tag located on the front.

You lifted the lid to see you had received, Disney Christmas pyjamas with matching slippers, your favourite holiday movie, Elf, some sweet treats (including jelly beans), and a small gift which was, poorly, wrapped in gold paper.

“I don’t know why these jelly beans are in here. We both know who will be eating those!” You raised your eyebrows at Max as he snickered at you, which confirmed your suspicions.

You grasped the small gift and unwrapped the messy paper that revealed a bright red jewellery box. Inside was a beautiful, and expensive, silver necklace heart with ‘I love you to the moon and back’ engraved onto the front, and your names on the back. There was one single diamond placed in the middle.

Your breath hitched in your throat, “Omg Max, this is too much!”

He moved his left hand to your neck and stroked his thumb against your cheek. “Nothing is ever too much for you.”

You pulled him in for a quick kiss. “Thank you.”

“You’re welcome baby.” He kissed your forehead, “Now go and get those pyjamas on, it’s movie time!”

Once again, you looked down at your Christmas Eve box, and couldn’t help but wonder how you ever got so lucky.

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requests are always open for my wags <3

[ghostlywhiskey]

having a hard time during the holidays so my thoughts have been very self indulgent so totally feel free to ignore this NFJSJDJE

but i’m just thinking about dad!price and knowing you’re not close with your family and this time it is especially hard. it’s gotten easier now that you and him have little ones to spoil and make your own traditions, but it doesn’t mean that it still doesn’t sting. he notices your tight smiles when asked about extended family and the you wave off any concern. you just wanna help the kids have the best holiday they can.

price doesn’t let that slide. he knows you’ve promise it’s fine but it’s not to him. he loves you and absolutely wants you to be happy alongside the kids, not just for them.

as a family, you guys do the whole nine yards; walking around to see christmas lights with hot chocolate, going to see santa, doing little advent calendars, etc.

but when it’s just you and price, you both decide to exchange gifts cuddled up on the couch when the kids are settled and sleeping on christmas eve.

you get him a new beard kit he’s been eyeing alongside a new pack of his favorite cigars. you can’t stand the smell or taste so you teasingly make him promise to keep them in his office.

for you, he pulls out a small neatly wrapped box. you eye him suspiciously. you open it and carefully unveil a small heart locket engraved with the date you two got married. opening it had your breath catching in your throat as your eyes glossed over with tears. on one side of the heart, a picture of your kids piled together playing with big smiles and laughs, and on the other, you and price from a recent trip with just the two of you, your noses brushing as a wide smile sits on both your lips. he huffs a laugh at your reaction as he takes from you to gently put it on, his warm hands brushing against your neck. you trying to tell him it’s too much but he shushes you quietly.

“i know sometimes this time can be hard for you, but this can serve as a little reminder that you have will always have your own little family here who is always going to love you. you’re exceptional and anyone who doesn’t see that is blind. i love you, and the kids love you.” he promises with a soft kiss to your temple. you smile quivers as you tuck your face into his neck as you think about how lucky you are to have him and your little ones sleeping soundly upstairs. times might be hard, but with this, you like to think you’ve made it.

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my darling! my heart is exploding oh my god. this is so warm and fuzzy, with the hint of sadness but so freaking sweet. john price is the blueprint for the perfect man i will say it!

holidays can be hard for so many, so i hope you are taking care of yourself and doing things that make you happy whether it is watching your favorite movie, having your favorite snacks/meals, etc. whatever may be on your mind i hope you find ease and are able to relax and at least enjoy yourself if not the holidays. mwah. sending all my love and hugs your way.

[kringletheelf04]

Dad is late and Laura wants to make my life hell (chapter 1)

Ever since I could remember I've had the name Bernard practically engraved onto my wrist. Elegant strokes had seemed to dance joyfully across my skin, silver glittery writing that practically glows. I've never met anyone with only a first name. In fact I've never met anyone with a tattoo on them since birth.

Today was Christmas Eve and Laura was dropping Charlie off at me and dads house. Neil, his stepdad, decided to drive them there.

I see them pull into the driveway and open the door wide as Charlie runs to me with open arms. I pick him up and spin around once and set him back down as he giggles. I stand back up and hug Laura .

"I see your father couldn't even be here to greet Charlie. Not that I'm surprised." Laura snarks.

"He just got caught up at work for a little more than he thought. He called me and said he'll be here within the hour." I retort.

Even if she is my step mom she doesn't deserve to be able to talk shit about dad. He's never been the same since their divorce. My mom died when I was around 11. It was on Christmas Day that she died and I've never liked it since. I remember asking Santa to have her survive that year. I had rushed down the stairs hoping to see my mom and dad on the couch, mom checked out from the hospital and all better. Instead I got a dad with glassy eyes and every present I had ever wanted over the years, but no mom. Ever since then I stopped believing in Santa and the whole Christmas shtick. I'm now 22 and work as a baker living in my childhood home with my dad. He could never do it alone and I could never imagine what he would do alone. He's planning to make Christmas dinner so I've already made a reservation for Dennys seeing as it's the only thing open late on Christmas Eve. As I was silently praying that I don't have to spend any more time than necessary with this woman Charlie's voice breaks my concentration on keeping a fake smile on.

"There's not any Christmas lights outside sissy! Can we put some up to surprise dad when he comes home?!" Charlie pleads with the biggest puppy eyes he could muster.

Sighing I nod and kiss his head.

"Sure bud but I'm gonna have to get them from the attic so stay here in the living room until I get back."

He nods his little head and pulls his mom onto the couch where he sits.

I trudge up the stairs to the attic and open the pull latter. All are Christmas decor is still in boxes because dad knows it's a sore subject. But I'd probably kill someone if Charlie asked. So I suffer bringing down the cardboard box labeled *X-MAS LIGHTS*. I make my way back down to the living room and Laura has this annoyed look on her face. As if I'm not fit to watch my brother even though I'm 22. I literally have a successful bakery in downtown Chicago for christs sake!

Charlie notices my presence and runs over to me with the biggest grin he could muster.

"Sissy (y/n)! Let's go decorate the house!" He gently pulls on my sweater sleeve as he guide me out the door. Laura gets up with crossed arms and follows us out.

"So (y/n), you ever get that little idea of yours off the ground? Because if not I'm sure your dad can give you a job scrubbing toilets at his company." Laura asks rather smugly.

Oh how I hate that bitch. I force a smile on my face and turn to her.

"Actually I have a shop in downtown Chicago on Michigan avenue. Thanks for asking Laura!" I rub in her face and get back to lifting Charlie into the air to put the lights on the roof.

"Well how do you afford that. I mean you can't be making that much money off of cookies alone. Are you running a drug ring in the back?" Laura whispers the last bit into my ear as to block Charlie from hearing it.

I bite my lip and take a deep breath before setting Charlie back down and turning to her.

"Charlie it's getting a little cold, why don't you run along inside and I'll be inside in a minute." I smile at him.

"Ok sissy (y/n)!" Charlie skips inside shutting the door behind him.

"How dare you. I've been very cordial seeing as your a massive bitch and all you can say is that I have got to be a drug dealer because I'm making enough money to afford my dream." I snap at her.

Looking dumbfounded she begins sputtering as dad rolls into the driveway.

"Hey guys! Sorry I'm late. Hope I haven't kept you waiting to long!" Dad smiles at us not realizing how tense things just were.

"There's Christmas lights up!

(y/n), I didn't think you wanted them up this year." Dad looks at me confused

"Charlie wanted to surprise you. You know I can't say no to his little face!" I defend myself laughing a bit.

"Your daughter just called me a bitch just so you know Scott." Laura tells dad.

Dad frowns at me "(y/n), now why would do that? All she did was drop Charlie off."

"She said that I was a drug dealer!" I defend myself.

"I did no such thing!" Laura lies.

"(y/n) apologize to your stepmom now!" Dad practically seethes.

"That's bullshit and you know it. She's lying. And she's not even my stepmom anymore!" I turn and go into the house slamming the door behind me.

"Why do you and mom always have to fight?" Charlie surprises me by popping up in front of me.

"We weren't fighting sport. We were singing! But your moms singing kinda sounds like cats fighting. So that's what you heard honey!" I try to reassure him. I don't think he buys it but doesn't ask further.

Dad soon comes inside and Charlie rushes over to him. Dad whisks him into his arms.

"Why are there no presents under the tree?" Charlie asks dad.

"Well Santa has to come yet buddy!" I reassure him.

"Neil and mom said that Santa's not real. Believing is for babies!" Charlie shakes his head.

Of course the fucking did. Can't the kid enjoy anything?

"Well I believe in Santa and I'm not a baby." Dad tells him, hoping to save the spirit. I quickly agree "I agree and I'm not a baby either!"

"Well sport! I'm gonna start on our delicious Christmas turkey!" Dad strides into the kitchen.

"So we have to eat it? Can't we go out to eat sissy (y/n)?" Charlie whisper asks to me.

"Don't worry sport. I already called Dennys and made a reservation for 8." I encourage him.

"But I don't like Dennys!" Charlie cries.

"I know but it's the only thing that's open on Christmas sport!" I disclose to him.

*TIME SKIP BROUGHT TO YOU BY BURNT TURKEY*

Smoke billows out of the kitchen entrance. It envelopes dad and his extinguisher as he fights the fire. Charlie and I are sitting at the dining table and I give him a knowing look.

"Dad, let's just go to Dennys. I already called them so I know they're open." I call out into the smoke.

Dad steps from the smoke with ash covering him from just about head to toe.

"Yeah. I guess that's okay. I really wanted to make Christmas special for you again but looks like I failed again." He glumly agrees.

"You didn't fail anything. We are here as a family and that's all I could ever want!" I say as my eyes water, somewhat from the smoke and somewhat from the sentiment.

I pick up Charlie and we both hug dad, not caring to get dirty.

"Come on guys! Let's have a Christmas dinner at Dennys. It's an American institution!" Dad scoots is out as we put on our winter coats and scarves.

We load into the car and buckle up. Soon we are at Dennys.

"Are you with Hatsutashi?" The lady with a name tag reading (JUDY) asked us.

Dad starts to open his mouth but I cut him off.

"No actually I made a reservation earlier under Calvin." I inform her.

"Party of three," she begins pulling out the menus, " follow me" she says beckoning us to the right side of the resultant into a booth.

We sit down and dad starts to order egg nog as Charlie sits with a disgusted look on his face.

"We're out." Judy says flatly.

"I guess we will take coffee, decaf though please. And he'll take a chocolate milk please." I tell her.

"We're out."

"Plain milk's fine then!" I tell her and she walks away.

"At least we know they got hot apple pie." Dad tries to lighten the mood.

Judy shouts from somewhere behind the counter "We did".

This is just great!

[avalentina]

Harry Styles and The Most Difficult Time of the Year!

It's here! The first one-shot for my Holiday Spectacular.

“Lovie, we’ve been at this for hours, are you done yet?” H asked me. H as in Harry Styles, my boyfriend, who is being a very good sport while helping me with my Christmas Shopping.

“I’d be closer to being done if you would actually tell me what you want for Christmas H.” I reply in a slightly snarky manner as ive been attempting to get my answer to this question out of him since September.

“All I want for Christmas is You, baby.” H said back.

“Mariah Carey? Seriously H?” I say before turning into a kitchenware stall at the Christmas Market, and selecting a bells with holly cookie cutter for my mother. I’ve been giving her one every year since I was 6 and she let me help her make the sugar cookies. “Now I just need something for your mum,” I say after tucking the cookie cutter into the bag with the gifts for my dad, sister, and brother.

“I already have our gift for my mum.” H says to me, and quite matter of factly at that. “Now come on, let's get some cocoa to go, I wanna wrap you up, tie you in a bow, and put you under the Christmas tree for me.” You both laugh at that.

A few hours later, you've finally returned from the market and are getting your big wrapping station set up in your art room. It's huge. Big enough for quite literally every medium of art you do. Harry was happy to adjust his renovation plans when you agreed to move in with him just shy of a year ago. There are only two things in this lower level, your art room, and Harry's Studio. The music softly making its way through the sound panels for the instruments and that first croon Harry does. Though lately, Harry has been having the sound proofing on so nothing goes beyond his studio walls. And whenever you ask him about it his answer is the exact same, “You'll hear it one day Lovie, it is for you after all. Not until that one day though, there will be no spoilers.” That last line is your favorite because he glares at his mates, Mitch and Kid especially since he knows you're pretty close with them.

Now as Harry is chilling in the lounge chair in your art room singing acoustic Christmas songs while you wrap gifts, you stop every so often and turn to him.

“H, I need the present for your mum so I can wrap it.” You say and he just smiles at you before getting himself back into the song.

Finally after hours of wrapping, Anne's gift is the only one left and you still don't have it.

“Harold Edward Styles, I need the gift for your mum, NOW!” You give him your best death glare, hoping it will scare him at least a little bit, after all, you're no fun when you're mad.

He runs over to the studio and comes back with a little black wooden ring box with Le Raoulivere engraved into it. He sets it in your hands and you open it automatically.

“It's empty H.”

“Mum's old one for the ring from Robin broke, so we're getting her a very, very nice new one.” H says and I go to wrap it in the blue snowflake paper I have when h interrupts again. “Can you use the sleeping puppies wearing Santa hats one instead please love?” He asks very politely and you just sigh before wrapping it up in the paper Harry wanted.

“Thank you my love!” He says with a kiss when the bin is all packed up with the presents.

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December 24th

We're all dressed up. Harry has on his suit he hugged Stanley Tucci in at the Brits. You're in a midi silver dress with white Mary Janes and a small white clutch. The house is decorated, the presents are under the tree, the appetizers are in the ovens, and the doorbell is ringing. Plenty of time to calm down and not freak out. Shit wait, that's the doorbell.

“They're here H.” You holler and run over to let everyone in. “Merry Christmas Eve!”

Your family and H’s family are both here. Your mum, Dad, sister, and brother, Anne, Desmond, Gemma and Michal, Mike and Amy were invited, but had other plans. Everyone mingled with appetizers while you and Harry prepped the lasagnas. When they were done you all sat around the table smiling and laughing with each other. After dinner you turned on the fireplace and some soft tunes while doing gifts. When Anne unwrapped the one from you and Harry, she just smiled at you. It was a bit confusing at first, until the music switched. Harry was suddenly more anxious, and everyone else was just watching the two of you.

“What's going on?” You whispered to Harry. He smiled, pulled you over to stand in front of the Christmas tree with him, and said, “Y/N.”

You instinctively replied, “Yes H?”

“Y/N, it's the title of this song.” He answered back and let the lyrics wash over you both. You realized they were telling the story of the two of you, from colliding in a rainstorm, to you having almost no clue who he was, the time you spent apart, and him showing up at your doorstep soaking wet from rain ready to do whatever it took to get you back, and finally his little dreams for the life ahead of you two. The last line of the song was, “All you have to do is say yes to me.”

He knelt before you, took the box from Anne, and pulled the ring out of his pocket. “Mum's been on my case lately, she knew I wanted to marry you before I did. So our real gift to her, only if you want it too, is us, because all I want for Christmas is you to agree to be my wife. I love you Y/N.”

“I love you too H. And yes, yes I want to be your wife!” You let out between tears.

After sliding the ring onto your finger, H kisses you and whispers, “best Christmas ever.”

“I made you a new pendant.” You whispered back.

“I'll love it, but even more so because it's from you.”

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Our first Christmas Part 1 of the christmas special

shoyo's Pov

It was 2 days before chrismas eve which meant this would be mine and Atsumu’s first Christmas together first of many I hope but before i think about how wonderful our Christmas is going to be together i have to get the hard task of Christmas shopping done now what to get Tsu well when  I look at him i think of him like my Shadow to my Dark my moon to my sun. So with all that in  Mind i hit the jewellery shops Found a nice lady who was  said she may have an idea in mind what i am looking  for so she showed me A lovely necklace

She said you can tell your other half they are your world my eyes sparkled 🤩 this was it my statement gift for Atsumu

With atsumu he was with his brother third wheeling he had a similar idea to get a necklace and he got shoyo Engraved at the back was the works my sun shoyo also got Atsumu’s Engraved with my world it

He brought extra presents for atsumu some for Osamu and suna too then he headed back to the miya household to rescue his bf and he wanted cuddles

Sho:Tsu i'm home.

Atsumu:hey sunshine how was your shopping

Sho:successful i will say that much how was your day with Mu and Rin

Atsumu:Oh yeah fun watching your brother and his bf eating each other

Sho:how was your shopping.

Atsumu:like you successful also got an extra surprise

Sho:oh now i want Christmas to hurry up

Atsumu: patients my love for now would you like some hot chocolate and watch a movie

Sho:sounds like a plan

Time skip to Christmas with the 4 miyas

Suna and sho was up first to make breakfast the twins still a sleep suna turned to sho

Suna:yours still in bed

Sho:yep

Suna:So what did you get your one

Sho:a necklace that has my world engraved into it

Suna:cute i am curious why they got us

Sho:same this is our first Christmas together i love this family

Suna:same

Suddenly the twins came running down stairs to their respective Boyfriends

Atsumu: good morning sunshine merry Christmas

Osamu:good morning foxy  merry Christmas

Both Rin and sho said:morning twins breakfast is ready

Both the twins said practically with heart eyes we love you

Rin and sho:we love you too

Rin: shall we do breakfast and presents

Osamu:sounds like a plan

They finished breakfast and suna and sho grabbed eachs hand and ran to the tree the twins smiled and followed

Sho:Tsu open mine first

Atsumu  opened the present and saw a box  he opened and and he saw the necklace

Atsumu:Aww baby sunshine this is lovely

Sho:read the back

Atsumu he turned it and read my World

Atsumu:baby sunshine i think great minds think alike

Sho:huh don't tell me you got me the same

Sho opens his present and saw a similar box which he opened and saw

Atsumu:flip it

Sho did and saw Engraved at the back my sun sho leaped forward and hugged Atsumu They continued opening presents and Atsumu said

Atsumu:i have one more present sunshine

Sho:huh what?

Atsumu grabbed the small black box from his coat while sho and suna were playing with the new puppy the twins brought

Atsumu:My baby sunshine LOML from the day i met you i knew then you were the one so i want to make you mine offically will you do me the honor of being my life partner

Sho:omg yes

Then rin and osamu clapped

Rin and osamu:👏🏻

Osamu:best first Christmas together ever and our family is complete

Suna:agree the four miyas chrismas

Sho:shouldn't that be five you forgot snowdrop

Atsumu:we would never forget her sunshine

Atsumu said as he kissed sho  as he raised a glass and said

Atsumu: to our first Christmas together and the best Christmas as the the 4 miyas

The twins shared a kiss with their respective Boyfriends and hugged their brother's in law as they enjoyed the rest of the day

The End of part 1

The sponsor Christmas party

Atsumu just got off the phone with Kuroo who was telling him he will be hosting a sponsored Christmas party at his and Kenma's house and all the MSBY are going to be there so atsumu just told the same message back to sho

Atsumu:Honey bee we have to go to Kuroo’s and Kenma's they are hosting a sponsored party

Sho:Uh huh

Atsumu:honey bee you listen to me

Sho:to you always but darling we are not drinking right remember our no drinking rule

Atsumu:i know honey bee

They atsumu remember the whole MSBY are going to be there

Atsumu:honey bee the whole of MSBY are going to be there and when bokkun and kuroo get together

Sho:oh hell our no drinking rule is out the window i could call kenma to see if he can let us crash there

Atsumu:this is why i love you , you have a plan for everything

Sho called kenma and he agreed not with throwing a bunch of insults at his husband first naturally  with kuroo saying

Kuroo:it's not going to be that bad kitten we are not kids anymore we know how to be responsible

Kenma:responsible right Go out back at tell that to cleo's grave then

Atsumu:Who's cleo

Sho:Kenma's calico kitten or was till kuroo let her escape she got hit by a car  um  ken ken  still here you know

Kenma:oh shit sorry sho i will set the guest room up for you and atsumu

Sho:thank you kenken

So now they had that much figured out they looked at each other and said

Atsuhina:our no drinking rule is out so 1 or 2 glasses of wine won't hurt right?..

Problem is they have a low alcohol tolerance that is why they have the no drinking rule Time skip to the party everything was going smoothly then bokuto came up half drunk

Bokuto:if it isn't the they Miyas here have a drink

Sho:we're good Bokuto san

Bokuto:come on it's Christmas

Sho:ugh fine

Bokuto got atsumu and sho a drink and he said to sho

Bokuto:losen up my little student

Sho and atsumu drank and drank they were started to get drunk atsumu and one thing led to another X X X X X You can use your imagination i am not a smut  writer back to the story anyway i am lazy so time skip to  A Few months after the  party It's morning  sho woke up early feeling awful he felt sick he got up and ran to the bath room and started to throw his guts up atsumu heard him and came in

Atsumu:honey bee you okay?

Sho:must of been something i ate don't worry luv I'm fine

Atsumu was unconvinced while sho was thinking

Shoyo's thoughts 💭 morning sickness could I no I couldn't be maybe i sould get a test to be sure

Atsumu:honey bee are you sure you are okay you have been in there for awhile

Shoyo:darling I am anyway I'm going to the shop nesd to get a few things

Atsumu:okay honey bee are you alright to go because i can come with you.

Sho:honestly i am fine luv i just need to get some things for dinner tonight

Atsumu:okay oh honey bee Samu and Rin are coming home  today

Sho:oh good thing i am getting extra ingredients actually may blackmail Rin to come with

Atsumu:of course honey bee anything you want

Sho kissed atsumu they shared I love yous And sho left to go to the shop and pick up Rin for moral support X X X X Sho pulled up and suna and Osamu's temporary flat and beeped Rin opened the door

Sho:get in hoe we are going shopping

Rin ran to the car and hugged sho

Suna:sis you look pale

Sho:thanks and there maybe a reason for that I woke up today sick as anything Rin me and Atsumu got drunk at that party one thing lead to another and you can guess what we did but that's not the point i think i am pregnant

Suna:omg have you told Atsumu

Sho:No i haven’t done a test yet  i was thinking of doing one while we were out then dropping in to the hospital

Suna:omg yes i am going to be an uncle maybe

Sho:yeah maybe but i also have to buy stuff for dinner tonight as you and Samu are coming home i mean honestly thank god you are getting out that pokey little flat

Rin hugged sho again he was crying happy tears thinking he may potentially be an uncle they arrived at the shop Rin wanting to know if his brother in law is expecting got a test and took it immediately

Suna:now we wait

Sho:yep if i am you know remind me never go to another party kuroo throws again

The timer started to go off

Suna:well it's now or never to find out

Sho picked up the test and read it pregnant 2 months he fell to his knees crying Rin picked up the test and also read it  the attscked sho in a hug and said

Suna:Let's surprise the hubby's

Sho:sure this will be interesting 

So suna and sho started doing the food shopping and shopping for a surprise for atsumu and osamu  to announce he was gonna be a dad and uncle  sho was actually starting to get nervous now Then  they  started to head hom

Suna:do you want me to do dinner and you make the baby announcement box

Sho:thanks Rin

Sho started to make the box up of the test baby grow and two shirts one for osamu saying soon to be uncle and one for atsumu saying soon to be daddy sho place a ribon and with a little card saying too the miya twins and went to help Rin make dinner With everything set all they had to do was wait for their husbands to come home from work which should be any moment now The twins entered the house

The twins:honey bee/ love we're home

Sunahina:in the Kitchen luv

Atsumu came in first and saw his wife helping suna with dinner

Atsumu:Hey Honey bee what you making

Sho:onigiri and suna made ravioli  Osamu came in and said

Osamu:sounds nice

Rin:and sho left you both a gift on the table open it while we work on dinner

Atsumu:okay we will go and have a look

They go to the kitchen table and see a box with a little card they read the card

What the card says

Hey boys i have a little surprise for you open the box

Osamu lifts the lid of the box and saw the contents they saw baby boots two baby grows and a tshirt with soon to be uncle and soon to be daddy then they saw the test suna revaled his soon to be uncle Tshirt as well which Atsumu saw he the looked at sho

Atsumu:Are you really

Sho:mhm that is why i was sick

Atsumu:omg omg this is the best christmas ever

atsumu kissed sho and osamu hugged sho

The twins:thank you for the gift Sho

The twins:merry christmas sunshine

Rin:merry chrismas my bestie 💓

The end of part 2

"Footprints of Love: A Journey with Triplets"

Sho’s pov

This is our first Christmas was a proper family not just that it was the kids first Christmas but somehow that day went by so fast and we are already in to new year We spent all of our time with the kids and family and by family it was basically me Atsumu and his twin Osamu and his other half suna and their kids we literally had a full house a mad house But we wouldn’t have had it any other way. The three of us, Atsumu, Osamu, and I, couldn't be happier with our beautiful children, Hina, Miku, and Yuki. Being parents to triplets was no easy task, but it was the best thing that had ever happened to us.

As the new year approached, we found ourselves reflecting on the whirlwind that was the past year. It felt like just yesterday when we first held our little bundles of joy in our arms. They were now one year old, already growing and learning so fast.

December had been a particularly special month for us. Not only was it the first Christmas for our kids, but it was also the first time we experienced being a proper family. With the house filled with laughter, joy, and the sound of tiny feet running around, we felt like our dreams had come true.

On Christmas morning, we woke up to the excited cries and giggles of our little ones, who were falling in love with the colorful lights and festive decorations around the house. Atsumu and I couldn't help but smile as we watched Hina, Miku, and Yuki open their presents with sheer delight.

The day seemed to fly by, filled with laughter, love, and the warmth of our family. Atsumu's twin, Osamu, and his partner Suna, along with their own children, joined us for the festivities. The house was bustling with activity, a true madhouse, but we wouldn't have had it any other way.

We had a grand feast, prepared with love by Osamu and Suna, while Atsumu and I took turns entertaining and playing with our little ones. The kids were overwhelmed with the gifts they received, and the joy on their faces was unforgettable.

As the night fell and the kids drifted off to sleep, we found ourselves cuddled up on the couch, basking in the love and happiness that surrounded us. The twinkling lights of the Christmas tree cast a warm glow, creating the perfect atmosphere to reflect on the wonders of parenthood.

On New Year's Eve, we gathered outside, standing in the crisp winter air, our breath visible as we counted down to midnight. We held each other's hands tightly, feeling an overwhelming sense of gratitude for the blessings that this past year had brought us.

As the final seconds ticked away, we kissed each other in celebration of the new year. We made a silent vow in our hearts to cherish every moment with our children and to create a lifetime of beautiful memories as a family.

The year had gone by in the blink of an eye, but our love for our children had only grown stronger. We were already looking forward to the adventures that awaited us in the coming year, and the joy that our little ones would bring into our lives.

As the clock struck midnight, we embraced each other, brimming with hope and excitement for what the future held. Together, we were ready to take on any challenges that came our way, knowing that our love for our children would guide us through.

And so, as the new year began, we held hands and walked into the unknown, confident in the love that bound us together. Our journey as a family had just begun, and we were determined to make every second count.

As the days turned into weeks and the weeks turned into months, our children continued to grow and thrive. Each milestone they reached filled our hearts with pride and joy.

Hina was the first to take her tentative steps, her tiny hand grasping on to the edge of the couch as she wobbled forward. We cheered and clapped, encouraging her to keep going. Miku was a born explorer, always curious and eager to explore her surroundings. Yuki, on the other hand, had a mischievous streak, always finding new ways to playfully tease his sisters.

Our home was filled with laughter, the pitter-patter of little feet, and the sound of our children's infectious giggles. Atsumu and I loved watching them interact with one another. Their bond as triplets was unbreakable, and it warmed our hearts to see how they looked out for one another.

With each passing month, it became more apparent just how different our children were from one another. Hina had a love for books, always reaching out for a story to be read to her. Miku had a talent for music, her little hands naturally finding their way to different instruments. And Yuki, the spirited one, had a deep interest in anything that involved motion—cars, planes, and trains fascinated him.

Weekends became family adventures, exploring local parks, going on picnics, and even taking the triplets on their first trip to the beach. Their faces lit up with wonder as their tiny toes touched the sand and the waves crashed against the shore. We built sandcastles, collected seashells, and Atsumu even taught them how to fly a kite.

As the triplets approached their second Christmas, we couldn't help but reflect on the amazing journey we had been on as a family. Time had flown by, but the memories we had created along the way were etched into our hearts forever.

This year, we decided to start a new tradition. We bought each of the triplets their own miniature Christmas tree and let them decorate it with ornaments they had made themselves. Their eyes shimmered with excitement as they carefully placed each decoration on their own little Christmas tree.

The house smelled of cinnamon and fresh pine, and the sound of Christmas carols filled the air. We bundled up in cozy blankets, sipping hot cocoa, and we spent evenings cuddled up on the couch, reading stories and watching holiday movies.

On Christmas morning, we woke up to the enthusiastic squeals of our children, excitedly running down the stairs to find presents waiting for them under the tree. Their eyes widened with wonder as they tore open their gifts, their laughter filling the room.

With each passing year, our love for our children continued to grow, and our bond as a family grew stronger. The moments we shared, both big and small, continued to shape us and bring us closer together. Our hearts were overflowing with gratitude for the incredible gift of parenthood.

As the years went by, our triplets grew into strong, independent individuals, always guided by the love and support of their family. The memories we had created during their first Christmas and beyond remained etched in our hearts, reminding us of the beautiful journey we had embarked upon as a family.

And as we sat together, hand in hand, watching our children chase their dreams, we knew that no matter where life took us, our love and bond as a family would always remain unbreakable.

As the years passed by, the triplets grew into remarkable individuals, each with a unique passion and purpose in life. Despite their different paths, their bond remained unbreakable, a testament to the unyielding power of sibling love.

After completing their respective education, the triplets found themselves back in their childhood home, surrounded by the familiar warmth that only family can provide. They had all achieved success in their chosen fields, but what truly mattered was the shared sense of contentment they felt whenever they were together.

One evening, gathered around the fireplace, the triplets reminisced about their journeys and the obstacles they had overcome. Tears of both joy and sadness welled up in their eyes as they realized the magnitude of their love for one another.

In that heartfelt moment, they made a vow to honor their late parents' legacy by dedicating themselves to making a positive impact on the world. They established a charitable foundation, aptly named "Footprints of Love," with the mission of providing education and support to underprivileged children worldwide.

Their dedication and resilience attracted attention and support from all corners of the globe. People from different backgrounds rallied behind their cause, offering their own resources and expertise to uplift disadvantaged communities. Together, they built schools, organized scholarships, and implemented programs that brought hope to countless lives.

The triplets' story spread far and wide, inspiring others to create their own footprint of love. Their selfless acts not only transformed the lives of those they directly reached but also ignited a chain reaction of kindness and compassion.

Years later, as the triplets watched their own children play around them, they couldn't help but feel an overwhelming sense of gratitude. Their parents' legacy lived on through the immense love they had sowed.

The heartfelt ending to their story was not just a conclusion but rather a beautiful beginning, one that would continue to touch hearts for generations to come. Through their unwavering love and dedication, the triplets had proven that no obstacle is insurmountable when fueled by love and unity.

And so, "Footprints of Love" became a timeless symbol, reminding humanity of the incredible power that lies within each of us to make a difference, to leave a lasting impact, and to create a world where love and compassion prevail.

[aprincessnotaqueen]

Duncney Christmas Headcannons

Duncan’s favourite childhood tradition is a gingerbread house decorating competition every Christmas Eve with his siblings. He never takes it very seriously until his first Christmas with Courtney. She draws out blue prints and shows him several pinterest boards she made for inspo.

Courtney’s favourite childhood tradition is waking up to the smell of her dads cooking. He goes all out with the spread, more food than the family can eat. The first year Courtney spends Christmas morning with Duncan, he does his best to recreate it for her. He fails miserably but she loves it anyway.

Courtney takes decorating very seriously. She started decorating on December 1st every year. Once they have their own home Duncan helps her carry the boxes of decorations from room to room, sneakily adding mistletoe to every doorway.

Duncan is the master of hot chocolate making.

They never manage to finish a Christmas movie together (or any movie, really) because Courtney always falls asleep. Duncan always makes sure she’s tucked into a blanket, and kisses her on the forehead before going to bed himself.

Courtney is the person who finishes her Christmas shopping by October.

Everyone struggles to buy presents for Courtney, even though she swears she’s really easy to buy for.

Duncan is the person running around on Christmas Eve, trying to gather what he can for presents. Except for Courtney. He makes sure to put time and thought into her gifts.

Every Christmas Duncan carves Courtney a new skull, and engraves the back with a favourite memory from the year.

Courtney slays every year at Geoffs ugly Christmas jumper party. And she often steals Duncan’s Christmas jumpers to wear around the house when wrapping presents or baking cookies or other Christmas related activities.

Both come from matching pyjama families so obviously they have to keep up that tradition even when it’s just the two of them. And they are absolutely the couple that dresses their pets in matching pyjamas too.

[dzthenerd490]

File: Krampus

SCP#: AGZ

Code Name: Krampus, He Who Takes

Object Class: Keter

Special Containment Procedures: SCP-AGZ cannot be contained, instead all efforts regarding SCP-AGZ are to be to stop it from killing civilians. Should the key signs of SCP-AGZ being activated appear in any location around the world the MTF units are to be deployed right away. Mobile Task Force Demeter-4 "Animal Control" has surprisingly proven to be the most competent at subduing SCP-AGZ-1 instances. Though of course should they call for it, reinforcements or perhaps a joint operation with another task force can be authorized. All attacks against SCP-AGZ are meant to continue until its anomalous effects have finally ceased. 

Afterwards Mobile Task Force Osiris-Δ "What God Does in the Dark" is responsible for enacting Protocol "Real People" should the casualty count of SCP-AGZ be too high. This only applies if SCP-AGZ rampages in the middle or close to densely populated areas. Should SCP-AGZ manifest in a highly isolated area such as a small village it is to be left alone. Afterwards the single child who is the sole survivor is to be extracted and given the proper amnestics before being placed into a Foundation own orphanage. 

Description: SCP-AGZ is a cryptid-class anomaly and supposedly the shadow and exact opposite of Entity of Interest: Santa Claus. Quite similar to SCP-4666, the purpose of SCP-AGZ is to take rather than give and without mercy. However, unlike SCP-4666 who acts on impulse and at random, SCP-AGZ must be "summoned". In order to summon SCP-AGZ, one must lose all hope with Christmas and destroy something that has significance with their now destroyed faith in Christmas. Secondly, this must always be done on Christmas eve, if it is done earlier or later then SCP-AGZ will not act and thus the family will be safe. Lastly, the one who summons SCP-AGZ must be a child of 12 to 4 years old. Anyone older or younger is unable to summon SCP-AGZ. 

Once SCP-AGZ has been activated it will proceed to cut off the target and their family from the rest of the world. First by surrounding their home in a bad blizzard covering everything around them with snow and intense winds. SCP-AGZ will proceed to find every house and living being that is not the target and kill them all ensuring the target's family gets no outside help. From then on SCP-AGZ will proceed to kill off the target's family members one by one until they are all dead and the target is alone. Once the target is alone SCP-AGZ will confront them and give them an iron jingle bell with the word "Krampus" engraved on it. 

SCP-AGZ never works alone, it always has several little helpers that assist him in his goals. These creatures are labeled as SCP-AGZ-1 instances, each one takes the form of a horrifically distorted common Christmas toy or creature. There's the snowman which swims in the snow like a shark and eats any prey it comes across. The evil gingerbread men that use various tools to trap and torment prey. The living toys such as the teddy bear, the angel, the robot toy, and the horrific jack in the box that eats humans whole to mimic their voices. Of course, there are also the elves which show up much later when Christmas day is about to end and SCP-AGZ needs to kill all the remaining survivors as fast as possible. It should be noted that none of the SCP-AGZ instances are immortal and can be killed quite easily with firearms and other conventional means. However, though they are quite fragile they are also extremely agile, and each are experts of stealth. Furthermore, it is unknown if this also applies for SCP-AGZ himself; furthermore, SCP-AGZ has proven that, so long as he can recover the bodies, he can resurrect any killed SCP-AGZ-1 instance for next year or at the very least make new ones.  

According to archives and fairy tales gathered by The Department of Mythology and Folkloristics, SCP-AGZ is directly related to Entity of Interest: Santa Claus. While Santa Claus gives and rewards, SCP-AGZ takes and punishes; more specifically on those that have forgotten the meaning of Christmas and dare to secretly wish for their families to be dead or go away. By committing its horrific acts, SCP-AGZ supposedly makes sure the target never again forgets the meaning of Christmas and to always cherish their family and the holiday spirit from then on. There was only one instance where SCP-AGZ resurrected all the killed or returned the captured targets and it was on December 25th, 2015; the same day SCP-AGZ was discovered. 

On this day a unit from Mobile Task Force Alpha-4 "Pony Express" was doing their usual undercover work within the suburbs of [data expunged] until suddenly they reported an abnormal increase of heavy winds despite Foundation weather forecast devices showing otherwise. Not long after, the Foundation lost contact with him and an undercover family in the suburbs. Believing this to be some kind of anomalous attack Mobile Task Force Delta-14 "Winter Wonderland" was deployed to investigate, evacuate survivors, and subjugate the anomaly. The mission was a massive failure with the entire team getting ambushed by SCP-AGZ and SCP-AGZ-1 instances. 

Miraculously, the next day, SCP-AGZ was nowhere to be seen and the entire suburb was fixed and brand new as if nothing ever happened. The agents reported feeling okay but not sure what happened including the MTF Delta-14 team who were just outside the area. The target of the incident and the family were located and interviewed allowing the Foundation to know all it currently does about SCP-AGZ. The target of the family named [data expunged] explained that he confronted SCP-AGZ and renounced his wish. SCP-AGZ then seemingly killed him but instead brought everyone back and fixed the area but not without leaving the same iron bell with the name Krampus engraved on it. It seems that SCP-AGZ despite his tactics and nature, is merciful to those that learn their lesson especially early. As such to avoid invoking SCP-AGZ's wrath the family wasn't amnestied but given $300,000 to each individual member as hush money as well as a reward for their compliance with the Foundation. 

From then on, the Foundation has tried numerous times to stop and contain SCP-AGZ until one day on Christmas eve 2019, Dr. Bones received a note on his desk. It was a large paper written in dried blood stating the following.

***

You're wasting your time with me. I've seen you contain many fakers and fools with your little cages. I've seen you spill oceans of blood all for the sake of living a little longer. No matter how futile it gets you always try to succeed and most of the time, you do. But I'm warning you now, give up. You can't get me, and trying is futile. I've been around since the first Christmas and I'll be around for the last, of course if you wanted to you could just get rid of the holiday. But then again do you really want another SCP-[data expunged] to come to life? But Fine if you wanna keep trying then feel free to continue to amuse me with your little toy soldiers. I actually do find our battles pretty entertaining; I personally just think that SCP-4666 is more worth your time. Seriously, people call me a monster but even I think that guy takes things too far, he doesn't even target kids that are naughty he goes after the ones with [data expunged]. But you didn't hear that from me. Though I’m not even sure if he’s consciously aware of what he’s doing, he’s too much of a sadistic fuck to understand. Seriously just... get your priorities in order is all I'm saying.

- Sincerely, Krampus

***

How SCP-AGZ knows about the [data expunged] incident regarding SCP-[data expunged] or the existence of SCP-4666 is unknown. Regarding when the letter mentioned children who have [data expunged], no one knew what that word meant so originally it was thought to be mad ravings and nothing more. However, upon hearing it the O5 Council ordered that everyone who heard it be amnestied at once, including Dr. Bones. Those who are immune to amnestics were executed. When the Ethics Committee demanded an explanation the O5 Council invoked Protocol "Butterfly Effect" leading to no further conflict. This has only raised the danger level of SCP-AGZ, as it somehow has access to knowledge that scares even the O5 Council. Currently the decision to allow the Department of the Impossible to handle SCP-AGZ is being considered heavily.