#New Year Fanfic Game

[sunshinedaisywrites777]

A Warm "Welcome Home!" (DI!Leon Kennedy x F!Reader)

Warnings- age gap (Leon is in his mid 30's, Reader is in her mid 20's)

A/N- Domestic Leon is everything, I swear that man does something to me..

The final exam paper sat on the desk as the professor called time. With shaky hands, you turned it in, your brain foggy and tired, yet a small seed of relief started to grow. Weeks of studying, sleepless nights, and stress had taken their toll, but now it was over. All you wanted was to go home—to the only person who made everything feel better.

Leon.

You imagined his face, that soft smile he reserved just for you, the way he’d hug you like you were the only thing that mattered. It was that thought that carried you through the bus ride home, the cold seeping into your skin as snow began to fall lightly. The world seemed to celebrate the year's end while all you could focus on was your exhaustion—and him.

When you finally reached the front door of your shared apartment, the warmth from inside radiated out even before you stepped in. The soft glow of fairy lights spilled into the hallway, along with the unmistakable aroma of your favorite meal cooking.

Your heart swelled, and for the first time that day, a smile tugged at your lips. Pushing open the door, you were greeted by a scene that could have been pulled from a dream. The apartment was bathed in soft, warm light, with small decorations hung meticulously—little touches you knew Leon had added just for you.

In the center of the living room stood a vase with your favorite flowers, their petals fresh and vibrant despite the winter chill. You stepped in, kicking off your shoes and dropping your bag by the door, and called out softly, “Leon?”

“In the kitchen, baby!” his voice replied, calm and warm, as if he hadn’t been anxiously glancing at the clock every few minutes waiting for you.

You followed the sound, finding him standing by the stove. His hair was slightly tousled, his sleeves rolled up to his elbows, and the apron he wore made your heart flutter. He turned as you entered, his eyes immediately softening as they met yours.

“Hey, sweetheart,” he said, walking over and pulling you into a gentle hug. “You look like you’ve been through hell.”

You chuckled weakly, burying your face in his chest. “Feels like it too. I’m so tired.”

“Well, you’re done now,” he murmured, pressing a kiss to the top of your head. “And tonight, I’m taking care of everything. You just sit back and relax, okay?”

Tears pricked at your eyes as he guided you to the couch, draping a soft blanket over you. The coffee table held two glasses of sparkling cider and a small plate of appetizers he’d set out for you to snack on before dinner.

As you sat, watching him work with ease and care, you couldn’t help but feel overwhelmed—not by stress this time, but by gratitude.

“You didn’t have to do all this, Leon,” you said softly, your voice thick with emotion.

He glanced over his shoulder, giving you that signature half-smile. “Of course, I did. You deserve it—and more.”

Later, when dinner was ready, he sat beside you on the couch as you both ate, talking about everything and nothing. Midnight crept closer, and you realized you’d spent the entire evening feeling nothing but joy.

As the clock struck twelve, Leon pulled you close, his hand cupping your cheek as he leaned in to kiss you deeply, his lips lingering on yours as fireworks exploded faintly in the distance.

“Happy New Year, little one” he whispered, his forehead resting against yours.

“Happy New Year,” you replied, knowing that as long as you had him, every year would be better than the last.

[reasonandfaithinharmony]

2024 Gif Round-Up

Thank you for tagging me @heartstringsduet @thisbuildinghasfeelings @paperstorm @alrightbuckaroo

@carlos-in-glasses @guardian-angle22 and @reyesstrand!!

I’m very late to this because the holidays didn’t leave me any time to myself. But @herefortarlos tells me there’s no deadline for these things. So here we go.😅

This year was the first time I watched 911 Lone Star live, and it was actually the first time I’d ever made gifs for *any show* as we got new episodes. It's been a lot of fun, even if it makes me even more aware of just how long it takes me to finish a set. 🙈

Here’s to everyone who puts lovely content on my dash, whether it’s your own work, reblogs, or funny/heartfelt commentary and tags. I would be so lost without all of it.

Please consider this an open tag for anyone who would still like to do their own round-up!

January

Carlos smiling into kisses Parallel set with scenes from Yee-Haw (1x02)

“You asked me to feel safe with you.” Flashback set with scenes from Friends With Benefits (2x04) and Push (3x04)

When a new hyperfixation takes hold Dan Levy reaction gifs

February

TK and Carlos comforting each other Parallel set with scenes from Friends With Benefits (2x04) and A House Divided (4x16)

March

“I'll keep going with you.” An emotional entry for incorrect quotes/text post–gifs, with scenes from In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency (3x08) and In Sickness and in Health (4x18)

 “I am tryna be your home, your safe place, your go to person…” Back to the more humorous incorrect quotes/text post–gifs, with moments from Yee-Haw (1x02)

“there’s honestly a lot of things wrong with you but im kind of into it for some reason. Do you want to get married.” Incorrect quotes/text post–gifs, featuring the darts scene from Texas Proud (1x03)

April

Their last terrified moments in their first home. Their first brilliant and joyful moments in their new home. Parallel set with scenes from The Big Heat (2x12) and Push (3x04)

“Hey now those (your big brown eyes) are some dangerous weapons…” Incorrect quotes/text post–gif with a look at Carlos in Negative Space (3x12)

That lovely first tarlos scene in Riddle of the Sphynx (3x13), without the credits obstructing our view.

"just got diagnosed as your soulmate...". Incorrect quotes/text post–gif featuring scenes from Yee-Haw (1x02) and A House Divided (4x16)

Season 4: parallel statements of love and devotion Scenes from Abandoned (4x04), The New Hot Mess (4x02), Swipe Left (4x12), A House Divided (4x16), and In Sickness and in Health (4x18)

May through December are below the cut because things got very out of hand very quickly:

May

Husband, husband, husband Every instance of “husband” from In Sickness and in Health (4x18)

When there are clues that date night has been interrupted Adding some visual aids to the conversation about the state of Carlos' shirt at the end of This Is Not a Drill (4x06)

“I think that both of them like to be the little spoon and the big spoon” – Rafael Silva For @carlos-in-glasses who shared her amazing Cameo video with us

“I missed it so much, I took a stab at writing fanfiction.” A relatable moment from Modern Family

June

If that moment in the fire was Carlos' last chance to say anything, he was going to say everything. A flashback set inspired by @doublel27's post that lives in my head, rent-free. Features scenes from The Big Heat (2x12) and In Sickness and in Health (4x18)

“He might not understand TK's fixation with a lizard, but… Um, you know, Carlos loves TK. And if Carlos loves TK, then that's all that matters.” – Rafael Silva For @thisbuildinghasfeelings who generously shared not one, but two Cameo videos with us

Just taking the opportunity to look at the details of some intense moments from the fire in The Big Heat (2x12)

“It’s a meal, not a marriage proposal, TK. || “So, the wedding. It’s coming up.” A flashback set with TK and Carlos sitting across from each other at the dinner table in Yee-Haw (1x02) and This Is Not a Drill (4x06)

wedding planning → wedding ceremony Parallel set with scenes from Control Freaks (4x08) and In Sickness and in Health (4x18)

July

“And when did you figure that out?” / “The day I met you.” How long have you thought that?“ / “Since the first night I took you home.” A flashback *and* parallel set with scenes from the pilot (1x01), Yee-Haw (1x02), The New Hot Mess (4x02), and A House Divided (4x16). Made in collaboration with @paperstorm. (Check out the accompanying fic here.)

That sounds sexual. 😏 A Rafael Silva reaction gif for various situations here on tumblr dot com

Andrea with her husband and her son, both in their tuxes for the wedding. Parallel set featuring scenes from  Best of Men (4x17) and In Sickness and in Health deleted scene (4x18). (I blame this one on @goldenskykaysani 😭)

August

My best attempt at zooming in on the final shot of the proposal scene in A Bright and Cloudless Morning (3x18)

September

No more wasted moments. A collection of scenes from A Bright and Cloudless Morning (3x18), Swipe Left (4x12), Both Sides Now (5x01), and the promo for Thunderstruck (5x05). (I still need to update that last one to the version used in the episode. Oops.)

Carlos on the outside, looking in  ->  Carlos surrounded by the love of his friends, family, and husband Not sure if I should call this a parallel or a flashback set. Either way, we have scenes from the pilot (1x01) and In Sickness and in Health (4x18), and I'm so very normal about it.

Sweet moments where Carlos is grabbing TK’s sweater/jacket Parallel set of still images from Riddle of the Sphynx (3x13) and the Thunderstruck promo (5x05)

Reaching across the table Parallel set of still images from Austin, We Have a Problem (1x10) and Both Sides, Now (5x01, season 5 promo)

TK and Carlos:  "husband" A collection of scenes from A Bright and Cloudless Morning (3x18),  Swipe Left (4x12), In Sickness and in Health (4x18), and Both Sides Now (5x01)

The look on Carlos' face when his own love language is returned to him in kind Parallel set with scenes from Swipe Left (4x12) and Both Sides, Now (5x01)

October

“One of the most magical things about being in a committed relationship is learning to really open up your heart and hate one of your partner’s coworkers you’ve never met” Incorrect quotes/text post–gif  for Both Sides, Now (5x01)

The way Carlos walks into the 126 firehouse:  unwilling to move past the threshold -> strutting in with donuts for everyone, just because. A collection of scenes from Austin, We Have a Problem (1x10), Bad Call (2x08), Spring Cleaning (3x17), and Trainwrecks (5x02)

“You look like the night we met. Green t-shirt and short hair.” For @strandnreyes and @paperstorm, to accompany their coda for C12 (5x03), with parallel gifs from the pilot (1x01).  (Read the fic here.)

TK and Carlos are not on the same page Parallel set for Swipe Left (4x12) and the Thunderstruck promo (5x05)

kiss + hand + ✨ring✨ Parallel set of still images from In Sickness and in Health deleted scenes (4x18) and Thunderstruck promo photos (5x05)

I will never not be thinking about this kiss 🔥 Thunderstruck (5x05) sneak peek

Had to make a post with sexy scenes from three different episodes. As a treat. 🔥🔥🔥 Parallel set for Yee-Haw (1x02), The Big Heat (2x12), and Thunderstruck (5x05)

"…everybody has needs." Pairing moments from The Big Heat (2x12) and Thunderstruck (5x05) with Rafael Silva’s Cameo video (courtesy of @carlos-in-glasses)

November

TK, Carlos, and Jonah – with Gwyn and with Enzo Parallel set of still images from Push (3x04) and a Kiddos (5x07) promotional photo. A closer zoom of the Kiddos image can be found here.

“This is great. I’m going to get a good grade in therapy, something that is both normal to want and possible to achieve” Incorrect quotes/text post–gif for Carlos in Thunderstruck (5x05)

TK and Carlos moving in sync during couples therapy Thunderstruck (5x05)

Carlos in his troublemaker era, egging on Owen and Enzo Kiddos (5x07)

TK, Carlos, and Jonah at the firehouse Parallel set with scenes from  Push (3x04) and Kiddos (5x07)

“Hi, big brother.” / “Hi, little brother.” TK and Jonah reunited in Kiddos (5x07) A longer version of this gif set can be found here

Just the tiniest bit of slightly different footage from TK's birthday party Kiddos (5x07)

“Who’s gonna take him to dim sum?” || “Who’s gonna hug him?” Parallel set with scenes from In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency (3x08) and The Quiet Ones (5x08)

A microsecond of behind-the-scenes footage from TK's party Kiddos (5x07)

December

TK and Carlos reaching for each other in their sleep Parallel set with scenes from Riddle of the Sphynx (3x13), In Sickness and in Health (4x18), and The Quiet Ones (5x08).

Our loved ones live on through us Parallel set with scenes from In the Unlikely Event of an Emergency (3x08) and Fall From Grace (5x09)

“You were my dad." Flashback set with scenes from Best of Men (4x17), In Sickness and in Health (4x18), and Fall From Grace (5x09)

[neciebee]

2024 Fic Writer End of Year Roundup

Answer and then tag three or more creators to keep the game going!

(If you're in my answers consider yourself tagged if you'd like to play!)

1. How many words did you publish on AO3 in 2024?

17445. I just a baby.

2. How many fics did you complete this year?

6:- 5 one-shots and a drabble

3. How many in progress or ongoing fics did you start this year?

I really only write short one-shots, but two of them deserve a bit of fleshing out in a follow-up or three

4. What was your favorite thing you wrote?

I Need You was the first thing I wrote that has a possible continuation. I was obsessed with the idea of forcing the acceptance of the mating bond, and the subsequent fallout. More to come, hopefully! The muses bit me hard that day. Thank you, @mistandmemories, for popping my sprinting cherry!

Probably not what the question is asking, but I'm also pretty proud of some of the comments I leave on my favourite fics! (FUCK YOU, TESSALANTERN, and 🌈DENIAL SOUP!!!🏳️‍🌈 stand out as my favourites.) It takes a lot to digest so many plotlines and such incredible writing, and the live-reacts help me process the amazing stories that we've been blessed with. These authors put so much into their work, and I enjoy showing my avid appreciation (and horror)! ( @jules-writes-stories and @iftheshoef1tz, yours are coming once I recover from my indigestion and brain rot.)

5. What piece was your most experimental or different from your usual style?

I'm very pleased with my gift for @born-to-riot. It's the sweetest thing I've ever written and it's not even smutty! Not Sorry was probably the furthest deviation from my genre, as I mainly write smutty Sadlube where nobody is happy and the sex starts, continues, or ends in tears. Writing something for someone else took me out of my narrow band and I like it.

6. Did any fics surprise you - either while writing or their reception?

I was pleasantly surprised when commenters were keen for me to continue I Need You and Not Sorry. I did leave a lot more hanging than I normally do. I usually keep a couple of threads floating in the wind to tempt speculation, but I overdid it with those two. It's time I give y'all my LORE!!!

7. Do you have a fic you wrote and loved that went under the radar? (This is your sign to reblog/repost it!)

I Can't if you Won't, but I Will is my only Casriel, though they're both mated to their assigned vipers. It's their mutual substitution pining fuck! I spent ages reading and rereading the High Lord meeting and the subsequent night and morning in order to ensure everything was canon compliant. It first struck me when both Cassian and Azriel disappeared while Mor was getting disappointingly railed by the veritable Sex God of Prythian.

8. Who is an artist that inspired you?

@fourteentrout , @nus4y , @lucychanart , @works-of-heart , @krem-does-stuff , @naariel , @tendermiasma , @elleybug , @chunkypossum , @copypastus , @strykozart , and many more have all created works that I've stared and stared and stared at! For educational purposes.

9. Who is an author that inspired you?

Buckle up, y'all...

@mistandmemories for the pining

@jules-writes-stories for putting everything Azris into one masterpiece

@the-darkestminds for despair

@chunkypossum for getting me and giving us pain

@fieldofdaisiies for carving her words into my heart, @shadowsandlint for LORE, @iftheshoef1tz for luring me here in the first place, @futurehunt for amazing plots, @fourteentrout for an incredible output of sexytimes, @secret-third-thing for being unhinged, @acourtofladydeath for the insane premises, nat-tav for smut, @greenvelvetcouture for incredibly pornographic romance, tessabeth for twists, @pippsmcgee for having her fingers in so many pies and fucking that shit up, @nocasdatsgay for cliffhangers, @brunetterebel010 for a different take, @ofduskanddreams for making me love AU, flamesandshadows for Lucien love, @ysmtttty for being an absolute flirt, @unanswered-stars for the unanswered letters, @melonsfantasyworld for being a complete slut, Vivienne1412 for her Vanserras, shadowhandss60 for unapologetic filth, @g00seg1rl for hilarity, @witch-and-her-witcher for variety, astarla for romance without a bond, @yanny-77 for the lip ring, mathiwrites for Tamlin, voralisthelittlebat for stalking as a love language, nothinggoingontoday for the benefits, sam_lane for writing the real canon, @crazy-ache for the kitty, @zenkindoflove for Alexius, Clare, and Andras

10. Who is a new author you discovered?

I just got back into ff this year after two decades away. Everything and everyone is new to me and I can't be happier with the comradery between us all! But @buffy-vanserra, @g00seg1rl, @nus4y, and @jolenes-library have been recent additions to my subscribe button.

11. Did you do any collaborations? How did it start?

I haven't collaborated, but I did participate in the gift exchange, which gave me inspiration that I never would have found on my own (thanks @born-to-riot), and allowed me to dump my thirstiest dreams onto my Santa (thanks, @brunetterebel010). I also betaed for the first time (on the very last day of 2024) for @shadowsandlint, who I've been simping over since I first came across her work.

12. What accomplishments are you proudest of?

Hitting the publish button. I am so very shy about sharing the shit that falls out of my brain, but I've been met with only kindness and support instead of judgement and critique.

13. What did you learn about writing or creating this year?

Just get it down. You can edit later. Stop perseverating over the little things.

14. Any advice you’d like to share with new or aspiring writers?

Do it, don't be shy. We promise to be nice about it.

15. What are your creative goals for 2025?

I'd like to continue I Need You and Not Sorry. I'd also like to try writing other characters. The brain worms are wriggling. Ianthe and Tamlin are peeking in.

[dozing-marshmallow]

Back with another request :3c

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Does Insecurities count?

If so, can you do a The Real Frankie X Insecure Reader?

Hello hello again! Absolutely I can, thank you so much for sending this in and I hope you enjoy!!💛

Final post of 2024! Happy New Year’s Eve!! 🎊

OTHER FRANKIE X INSECURE! READER ONE SHOT

The gameshow was over ages ago, yet you never once made complaint to take your mask off. In a world that didn’t care for looks, you were ready to live the rest of your days with your face as a secret. Somehow though, that vow would involuntarily break when you accidentally walked into a wall and your face felt freshness for the first time in weeks.

Your fingers traced around your skin.

It came off!

Oh no, oh no!

You scurried to retrieve your mask, however Frankie beat you to it, with his extendable limbs, holding it above your head.

“My, you’re quite adorable!” he cooed, that permanent smile not easing your panic.

You gasped, covering your face in the crook of your elbow,“Mask...” your voice was quietened, though Frankie heard you fine.

“What about the mask?”

“I want it back... Can I have it back?” you asked, still keeping your forehead to your arm, eyes squeezed shut. You still couldn’t believe it, how easily it came off!

“Why? The only reason you had it was to conceal your identity!” Frankie remarked, “And now your identity is not concealed, there is no-“ he stopped when he heard a sniffle, shaking from your embarrassed figure,“Uh... You okay?”

“Can I just...get the mask back, please?” you repeated, this time voice crumbling and your other hand pointing at his.

“I didn’t think it would be that important to you.” Frankie murmured, tossing it back,”Sorry.”

You immediately strapped it back on, breathing a few seconds, taking in comfort again.

Frankie folded his springy arms and stepped closer,“If you don’t mind me asking... Where is this sentiment coming from?”

You hesitated, hoping he wouldn’t be able to hear the vulnerability in your tone,“I just...don’t like people looking at my face. I feel a lot more comfortable like this.”

“What? You don’t think you’re ugly or something, do you?” he chuckled, not thinking much of it.

“...I do.”

“Oh.” he let out awkwardly, finger to his chin,“Why do you think that?”

Your head angled to the ground,“My skin’s disgusting and my body’s hideous.”

He tiled his head. Disgusting? Hideous? He’s never heard those adjectives before in that context before. He never said them, Henry never said them, which meant it was from before you and him had history,“Who told you that?”

“A lot of people... My mom, people at work.” you shivered at the thorns of the kinds of people you were around in the past, floating in your mind. Not wanting to elaborate, you shook your head,“I’ve accepted that.” 

“And you believe them?” he asked, a tinge of surprise controlling his throat.

“Of course.” it felt like you were speaking to a seven year old, who in Frankie’s case, was naive about the consequences of being reminded how you’d got the short end of the genetic lottery.

The comparison of a small kid proved true when Frankie made his next reply,“Poor contestant! It seems like you’ve been around a lot of liars.” the confidence in his exclamation combined with him patting your head,“Souuuuunds like jealousy!”

“Jealousy?” you repeated in a scoff. It was sounding like one of those flimsy things people said to make you feel better, which is why you weren’t appreciating it,“What’s there to be jealous of?”

“That good face! Be proud of it.” he answered, still patting your head,”It’s not disgusting or hideous.”

You shifted away, but he kept on,“Don’t lie to me, Frankie. I don’t need anyone trying to tell me I’m not ugly when I’m dying soon.”

He couldn’t deny that, so he went off the other thing you said,“So you’re fine with going to your deathbed with all these lies?”

This time, you swatted his hand and he retrieved it,“Stop calling it a lie, it’s not!”

Red gloved hands falling onto the sides of his robotic body, he asked with a stirring seriousness,“When have I lied to you, contestant?”

“Tons of times.”

“Example?”

“Well when you said-“

“What I said is besides the point!” he interrupted you, almost making you roll your eyes. Why ask if you won’t wait for the answer?,“I don’t want my star feeling so low. Besides, how does reassuring you you’re not ugly benefit me? You’d think I’d waste time telling you otherwise?”

You grabbed onto your jawline, underneath the mask,“Oh, what do you know about beauty anyways? You’re a robot! An animatronic!” you knew you wouldn’t have the courage to raise your voice like that if you didn’t have your mask on, churning more self hatred in your stomach.

Frankie didn’t care about the volume, merely answering back in his usual pitch,“Shouldn’t that make my words more valuable then? If I’m not bombarded by those weird images you see of your type everyday, that means I have nothing to compare to and can go off based on my own eyes.” he argued, raising his arms by his head,“And I think you’re easy to look at! I wouldn’t mind looking at you again!”

You lightly groaned; you couldn’t make a counter argument. He made a good point, a point in which you won’t openly admit to. 

Your fingers touch the edges of your mask. One conversation wasn’t going to suddenly lift years of mental wounds.

“As you can tell, this whole self love thing, I’m not the best at, but you shouldn’t be hard on yourself.” he turns his attention back to the monitors,“No matter how you feel, having a cute face didn’t and won’t save you here. It’s all about the performance, contestant.”

No one to compare to.

Maybe you’ll take it off later.

[dodgerkedavra]

DRARRIES: NYE

Got tagged by @vukovich so I will take this just as seriously as the Christmas one!

Starlight in the Void: They miss the moment of the New Year because they're staring into each other's eyes and gently kissing

Burn Like Fire: They miss the moment of the New Year because they're vigorously shagging

Each According To Its Kind: Draco has his eyes squeezed shut at the moment of the New Year and is repeating no animals no animals no animals while Harry tries to kiss him and eventually succeeds

En Passant: Draco loudly proclaims "This year I resolve to see zero chess pieces as I am no longer haunted by that cursed game!" while Harry tries to hide the chess set he got Draco as a gift behind his back

Perpetual Motion, Perpetual Sound: Harry has sweated through his clothes dancing; Draco finds this maddeningly hot

I am tagging @its-the-allure and @itsphantasmagoria!

[aquagirl1978]

And may I also request touches #2 with Mitsuhide? I love doting on that man so much!!

Thank you for this request - sorry it took me so long to get to 🥺

Blue Christmas - Mitsuhide Akechi x Reader (ikemen Sengoku)

A/N: Day 4 of my Twelve Days of Christmas. Also part of my New Year, New Celebration follower celebration.

Pairing: Mitsuhide Akechi x Reader

Prompt: running fingers through hair

Word Count: 562

Tags: fluff

It was a cold and blustery day in December as you strolled through the streets of Azuchi. Your hands were filled with bags brimming with gifts for all your friends, including an extra special one for Mitsuhide -- a small porcelain mouse. 

Christmas was one of your favorite holidays – the lights and the trees and the family dinner of fried chicken were just some of the things that made this holiday so special to you. You had thought this year would be bittersweet, as it was your first away from home, but it had been anything but so far. Christmas might not have come to Japan yet, but there was nothing stopping you from bringing the spirit of the holidays here.

 You had planned to sneak out that afternoon under the ruse of needing to go to the markets in search of new fabric – it was the perfect excuse to go shopping alone to get everyone’s gifts. 

And then you ran into Mitsuhide.

“Where’s this little mouse running off to this early?”

Close. So close to freedom. 

After you informed him that you were going to the market to pick up some new fabrics, you were shocked when he asked if he could join you. Of course you said yes – who would say no to their boyfriend – but now you were in the unenviable position of trying to evade the kitsune somewhere in the market as you purchased the presents.

As it turned out, Mitsuhide was meeting someone in the markets, so it was easy for you to shop in secret. After spending an inordinate amount of time perusing various shops to find the perfect gifts – down to Nobunaga’s favorite konpeito, sorry Hideyoshi – it was finally time to return home to the castle. 

One moment you were hurrying through the streets of the markets in Azuchi, and the next, you were lying flat on the ground. Cheeks warm with embarrassment, you sighed, your bags lying scattered on the ground around you. Your only saving grace was that no one you knew witnessed your fall.

Or so you thought.

Your stomach twisted in knots as you looked up into the crowd and spotted a familiar head of silver-white hair, suppressing a groan as he approached.

“Little mouse,” he said, offering you his hand in assistance. You slipped your hand in his; he easily pulled you up to a standing position. His eyes flickered over your figure, assessing any injuries. He reached out a hand, tucking a stray lock of hair behind your ear. His hand lingered, his fingers grazing your still heated cheeks, his touch comforting. 

“You really do need to watch yourself,” he chided, his eyes fixed on a patch of ice on the ground. “It certainly would have been a blue Christmas if you had hurt yourself.” 

You turned to him, your eyes wide with awe. How did he know about Christmas? You hadn’t said a word about it as you were waiting until the 25th to surprise everyone. So who told him?

He gazed at you knowingly, his golden eyes twinkling like familiar Christmas lights. He huffed a small laugh, and as if he was reading your mind, he pulled you close to him in a warm embrace, his fingers running through your hair as he held your face close to his heart.

“Lucky for you, I was here to help.”

Tagging: @alixennial @redheadkittys @lordsisterxotome @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @chaosangel767 @ikehoe @kpop-and-otome @kisara-16 @lucyw260 @scorchieart @yarnnerdally @crypticbibliophile @tele86 @nightfoxqueen @judejazza @xbalayage @xenokiryu

[crazy-fangirl2524]

I cant imagine new people joining the fandom now that tsc is out and imagine people being able to read all five aftg books at the same time??? They will never get the feeling of finishing the third book and thinking it’s the final final and then discovering there’s the EC (that doesn’t exist anymore rip) and then Nora disappearing for years and suddenly back with news of a new book of a couple that was so good the author came back to make them canon and then us just waiting for news and everything and I’m so glad to be here when history was made and to experience everything I wouldn’t have it any other way

[samoony]

NEW YEAR'S DAY

(andreil au)

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As the clock struck midnight, the Foxes’ cheers filled the air, their voices jubilant in unison. They were gathered on the rooftop of the team’s shared building, the sky above them wide and open, no ceiling in sight. The cool night air brushed against their skin, the lights of the city twinkling below them like stars. But it was the sky above that drew their attention, a canvas waiting to be painted with the colors of celebration.

Neil sat beside Andrew, feeling the warmth of his boyfriend's presence even in the chill of the night. Andrew pulled Neil closer, his hand resting lightly against the back of Neil’s neck. The soft glow of the city reflected in Andrew’s eyes as he tilted his head, his lips brushing against Neil’s forehead in a gentle kiss. The tenderness of it made Neil’s chest tighten, and for a moment, everything around them seemed to fade into the background.

The countdown began, their voices joining the others as the seconds ticked down.

"Ten... Nine... Eight..."

Neil’s heart beat a little faster, the anticipation building not just for the fireworks, but for the moment they were sharing, together. Andrew’s eyes never left his, and for the first time, Neil felt an overwhelming sense of peace.

"Three... Two... One..."

“Happy New Year” Andrew whispered, his voice warm against Neil's skin.

Neil smiled, his voice barely above a whisper. “Happy New Year.”

At the stroke of midnight, the sky erupted with color. Fireworks exploded above them in brilliant hues of red, gold, and blue, painting the night with their light. The Foxes cheered, their voices rising in celebration, but Neil’s attention was solely on Andrew.

Andrew’s gaze softened as he leaned in closer, his breath warm against Neil’s face. Time seemed to slow down, the sounds of the world around them muffled by the rush of blood in Neil’s ears. Andrew’s lips hovered over Neil’s for a moment, searching his face for something—permission, maybe, or just a reassurance that this was right.

Then, without a word, Andrew kissed him. The kiss was slow at first, tentative, as if testing the waters. Neil’s lips parted slightly in response, and the kiss deepened, becoming more urgent, more consuming. Andrew’s hand slid from the back of Neil’s neck to cradle his jaw, his thumb brushing over Neil’s skin with a tenderness that made Neil’s heart swell. He could feel the beat of Andrew’s heart against his chest, the warmth of his body seeping into his own.

For Neil, the kiss was more than just a gesture; it was a promise. A promise that, no matter what the future held, this will always be his home, this is real, and he would stay. The fireworks exploded above them, but in that moment, everything felt still—just the two of them, their lips moving in sync, the world outside their little bubble fading away.

When they finally pulled apart, their foreheads rested against each other, both of them breathing a little faster. Their eyes met, Andrew's looking at him with intensity. His thumb brushing gently across Neil’s scarred cheek.

“ i hate you, junkie” Andrew murmured, his voice barely audible over the distant sounds of celebration.

Neil closed his eyes, a soft smirk tugging at his lips. “I love you too.”

The fireworks continued to light up the sky, but Neil didn’t need them. Not when he had this. not when he had Andrew, as bright and as beautiful as any explosion in the sky.

-THE END-

(happy new year)

[greenleaf4stuff]

It’s New Year’s Eve in Middle Earth and midnight approaches.

Who is grabbing whom for a smooch? How does it go down?

If you can give three pairings that’s great, no limit though 😉 repeats are fine too.

Hi and thank you so much @gauntletgirlie for sending me this lovely ask game! It is truly the time of giving (smooches) <3 Again, lots of fun to think up some kissing scenarios for this one! I'll put them behind the cut again, and as the prompt implies, there be kissing ahead! All of these are Adar-related btw :) (I wrote these down in like an hour) (also each ask game the answers are getting longer oops)

The pairings:

Adar/Celebrimbor/Elrond

Adar/Celebrimbor (established, modern!AU)

Adar/Elrond (canon!AU)

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Adar/Celebrimbor/Elrond

Elrond glanced between the older elf and the uruk, a look of indecision on his face. "Um-"

There wasn't a way to kiss both of them at the same time, was there? Not without crushing their noses and possibly knocking their teeth against each other, at least. But who should he kiss? He couldn't deny either of them. He just couldn't!

They might both be different in character, temperament, appearance, but he liked them equally. He'd just told them as much recently, for Eru's sake! He couldn't choose one over the other now! Not for something important as this!

He heard counting in the background, a countdown not into the New Year but to his own doom, or so it felt.

In a panic, he did the only thing he thought he could do-

And grabbed the back of both their heads in each of his hands, and gently but insistently moved their faces together until they kissed (with a look of surprise on their faces, but even so-).

'There! Problem solved!' he thought, adrenaline briefly surging and then falling in relief. (He knew they wanted each other too. They'd discussed this. The only thing they hadn't discussed was that blasted New Year's kiss.)

"Oh no, wait- my bad-," he suddenly heard behind himself. It was Círdan. "I miscalculated it seems! It's actually still one minute to midnight. Well, that gives us the chance to count once more, doesn't it?"

Elrond felt himself blanch slightly as Adar and Celebrimbor turned towards him, eyebrows raised. "What was that?" Adar asked. It didn't sound accusing, but oddly curious. A bit amused.

"Erm-"

"I suppose he thought this was a clever solution. Have us kiss so he wouldn't have to choose one of us over the other," Celebrimbor deduced and Elrond silently cursed himself because his friend knew him too well to not have figured it out. Again.

"Oh, is that so?" Adar asked, and he sounded just as amused as Celebrimbor had. "Well too 'bad' that we get a second chance then."

Elrond blinked at them in surprise and question, and only realised what was going on when he felt two hands at the back of his head just as the countdown neared "3...2...1" again.

...it was, indeed, a mess of noses knocking together and teeth clicking and even a bit of spit getting smeared, between the three of them. Messy, uncoordinated, but somehow - it still worked out.

Elrond moaned in delight, smiled into the kiss, and let the other two pull him closer into an embrace.

Adar/Celebrimbor (established, modern!AU)

The party had nearly reached it's apex, which meant Adar was close to having reached his maximum amount of social interactions for the night and was beginning to eagerly await going home with his fiancé.

As it stood, he couldn't find Celebrimbor amidst the crowd of people as he scanned it, making him frown. Galadriel must have seen the way he wandered around searching for the smith, because she caught his eye and motioned towards the kitchen with her glass of champagne, a small smile on her face.

Adar followed her pointing, and indeed, he could hear puttering and the sound of dishes getting cleaned coming from there - in combination with some truly awful music from the radio. He exchanged a mildly exasperated glance with the blonde elf, before he thanked her with a nod and walked into the kitchen.

Celebrimbor stood at the sink, garishly golden rubber gloves on his hands - where did Gil-Galad even *find* those things!? - as he hummed along to some corny pop music while he scrubbed at a plate from their dinner earlier.

Adar shook his head, but his expression was one of fondness. He turned down the radio to announce himself and stepped up behind the elf, wrapping his arms around the other's waist, head coming to rest on his fiancé's shoulder in an easy display of intimacy.

"Why am I not surprised to find you here?" he murmured, and pressed a kiss to Celebrimbor's cheek. The smith smiled as turned over his shoulder to look at the uruk. "You know you don't have to clean those dishes now, do you?"

"Hm," Celebrimbor replied, and leant back into the embrace. "I needed a bit of time away from the noise I suppose. Thought nobody would begrudge me that if I did something useful."

"Clever," Adar admired him, and his smile turned soft. "Remarkably selfless, too."

"Well, I suppose you'd know about all that as well, wouldn't you?" They stared at each other lovingly. They were so enarmoed with one another, they almost missed it when loud, shouted counting began in the living room.

"10...9...8..."

They didn't have to ask. Aside from a moment of surprise, nothing much changed. They remained as they were.

"7...6...5.."

Their noses brushed, eyes half-lidded. Neither had seen the other look so soft before. "A good way to end the year, don't you think?" Celebrimbor murmured.

"4...3...2..."

"Couldn't imagine a better one," Adar answered, and smiled as a leant forward.

"1...0!"

They kissed. Celebrimbor still had his hands in the soapy water of the sink as they stood in the kitchen amidst dirty dishes and empty cups, god-awful music quietly playing in the background. The position of the embrace would give the smith a slightly sore neck later, but-

Neither of them cared for the moment. This, right here - was perfect.

Adar/Elrond (canon!AU)

New Year's was a surprisingly official and festive affair in Lindon, Adar had quickly learned. He and his children had rarely celebrated the turning of the year before, but their treaty with the elves was beginning to influence their traditions.

Unlike the elves with their harps and flutes and harmonious singing, their festive modes of dress and expertly prepared feasts, the uruk had taken a much more grounded approach to the festivities.

Adar could hear them belt out yet another battle song, and judging by the barrels that got rolled towards the improvised 'tavern', the drink was flowing freely as well. Everywhere he went, he saw celebrations of the peace, open fires that cooked delicious-smelling stews and roasted meat, groups of uruk gathered together.

He himself would let his children enjoy the time of levity - but he found himself too tired to join in. The noise, how they all wanted to draw him to their sides so he might join them in song and drink, it was - just too much. As much as he loved them.

He paused in surprise when he finally arrived at his own tent and found he had a visitor.

"What brings you here?" He asked, surprised to find Elrond at the entrance. He hoped the other knew the visit was not an unwelcome one - the two of them had danced around one another for weeks now. Adar had hoped to see the other again, but had expected the peredhel to spend this time with his family and friends in Lindon.

Elrond smiled and offered a greeting. "My friend. It is good to see you," he paused. Adar noticed the other was breathing heavily and had a flushed face, as if he'd hurried to get here. "I- there is something important I wished to do. I feared I might have been too late."

Adar immediately raised his eyebrows and focused on the herald in concern. "Is something the matter?"

The other waved him off, but gently so. "No, no- nothing that should alarm you. Just something that was important to me, is all-"

Adar wanted to ask another question, but the uruk in the wider vicinity around them erupted into loud counting - it seemed the turning of the year was almost complete.

The leader of the uruk startled slightly when he felt gentle, wind-chilled hands on his face, and turned towards the herald only to find the other looking at him with hopeful eyes.

With a start, he understood. "May I kiss you?" How brave this one was, to hurry over here and place all his hopes on a kiss.

"I'd like nothing more," the uruk breathed back, and framed Elrond's face with his own hands, mindful of the gauntlet, before he pulled the other closer.

Elrond was smiling into the kiss, Adar could tell. His face felt chilled too, and Adar thought that he would like nothing more than to take the herald inside and wrap him into warg furs before offering him a warm drink and some food.

But that could wait. For now, there was only the press of soft lips on his own, hands that held him gently as if he was precious, and something blooming in his own chest as the countdown ran down to midnight.

[kellycataclysm]

2025 Firsts

Thank you for the tag @timespaceandfilm, @sdvbraindump, @velvetlilith777. This looks fun!

Let's see what we have here.

First art/craft: Honestly haven't made anything arty or crafty and haven't even done any interesting baking or cooking so far this year. Just been writing my long fic, if that counts.

First movie watched: Okay so New Years Day I was away for some r&r so I watched a couple of movies. Seriously, I literally read and watched movies all day. It was delightful. The first movie I watched was The Fall Guy, which was fun as I recognised lots of the filming locations.

First fanfic read: I read three fics on New Years Day. I'm a little embarrassed by this but the first fic I read was mine as I needed to remind myself where I left things, so I completed a re-read of my long fic, The Words We Never Say that I had started the day before. I am in the home stretch and currently working on the last two chapters. I also read two fics I was gifted. A Good Morning by @nebraskashouse and Twelve Days of Winter Star by Faesandfarmers.

First book read: Haven't read an actual book yet but I did just buy Love on the Brain by Ali Hazelwood, recommended by my friend Mimi.

First food/dinner: Bacon, scrambled eggs, toast. Lovely brekky on New Years Day. Dinner that night was surf and turf. It was delicious!

I won't tag anyone specific but if you see this and feel like taking part, feel free.

[klmwrites]

Just finished playing Black Myth Wukong and damn is that game good. I'm experiencing brainrot atm so may or may not have a fanfic idea up my sleeve...? 👀

[atd-everything-girl]

A Demigod of my own.. Ch. 1 my little seashell.

This is a fanfic about Triton from Percy Jackson series and his point of view along with an couple of ocs of mine to make the story interesting. (With a couple of my hcs enjoy!)

The prince Triton, the son of poiseden.. That was his only identity so far.. expect for that dumb Disney movie the little mermaid (he swears that movie portrayed him way too old). Triton had been feeling more insecure than ever, a thought he had heard a couple of fish gossiping about earlier 'Prince Triton takes so much pride in being poiseden's heir he's immortal it's not like he gonna die anytime soon.' and then another fish said 'you know a couple years back I heard poiseden telling that Demigod boy of his that he was his favourite son.' Triton had left not wanting to hear more (he silently destroyed those fish later on due to anger) but the thought had remained with him since had that stupid Jackson boy accepted immortality instead of telling the gods to be better parents his father would have replaced him in a heartbeat for Percy, the thought still silently terrified him though he knew that confronting poiseden and demanding to ask why a puny Demigod was his favourite; he knew that he would only be asked a thousand questions and probably punishment 'How do you know I said that? ' 'He saved olympus twice what have you ever done to become my heir besides being my oldest son?' 'He beat Ares in a fight when he was 12 tell me do you have the guts to fight Ares?' and so on Triton had silently been growing more resentful of Percy and more depressed worrying about how much importance did he really have and that his father probably couldn't care less about him in general, he'd been growing more paranoid as well. However, some help and comfort he had received due to a certain friend. A couple years back he had been answering calls on Poseidon's behalf because poiseden had some 'matters' to attend to (probably chasing a poor Ocean nymph) when a certain call by a minor god only a few years younger than him intrigued him a son of Hades called Zagreus, the younger god had been rather friendly with him and told him that they should meet sometime when he comes to the surface, Triton had agreed on the condition that they would not be up there for more than 7 hours since his mother would question him if he were and those questions would annoy him, Zagreus had told him to meet at a beach near one of the exits out of Hades's realm. They had infact met there and Zagreus said ' Dude, try assuming human form so can roam on land and we can a proper conversation ' ' what's wrong with me being in the water?' Triton had asked. 'Well I don't like sitting on sand for too long and also your face looks like a monster-like green.' 'Thank you for your honesty Mr underworld prince but I don't know how to walk on legs. ' 'come on just try it I'll teach you ' 'fine.' so he had transformed, his skin colour was a perfect tan, his Curly Black hair still tied in a high ponytail, he had some black leggings and blue sweater on and of course he stumbled a couple times but Zagreus had taught him how to walk properly soon Triton could run, for a while it has become a weekly thing Zagreus would ires-message him to meet up, Triton would make his father was too busy to notice that Triton had stepped out of his realm and then he would talk with Zagreus for hours, despite being two princes/heirs of two different realms they had a lot in common their fathers being rather neglectful and distant, them having better relationships with their mother figures,them feeling rather questionable due to their fathers having obvious Demigod favourite ism (Though a difference being that Zagreus actually liked his Demigod brother a lot), there had been a couple of times where they couldn't meet due to the war with gaea and Kronos and during approximately 2 or 3 years before Percy's intial claiming, Triton had met a certain woman a lifeguard who worked part time at wallmart, Sofia malician. A beautiful red headed woman with olive skin colour and kind sky-blue eyes. He had met her when zag had ires-messaged him and he was waiting for him. He had saw her sitting and ended up staring at her, Sofia caught him once he turned his face away, twice he turned his face away again.

[gosiksmallspace]

Writers New Years Resolution TAG GAME

Rules: write your resolutions for your writing for next year/the new year

Thanks for the tag @godotismissingx! <3

My resolutions:

Finish that long The Merciless wip. It’s time.

Post more than only one fic this year (not like I did in 2024 lol)

Finish at least one of those four DP wips I started.

Do something about BE x DP x The Merciless crossover fic.

Plan out the plot for Resort AU.

Watch Mantis, analyze Mantis' character, and write a continuation to Mantis x Minkyu fic.

Do some 5 minute promt writing with @daxianme and @yardmargs.

Tagging: @babischlong-six, @inashoe, @uhhhhmanda,

@yardmargs, @frayed-at-the-seams, @daxianme,

@requestomaestro, @stanaclown and everyone who just wants to do it!

[sixhours]

✨EoY Bookends Game✨

Rules: Snip first and last line/paragraph/section/artwork you created this year - bookends, if you will 💖 and don't forget to tag some friends! I've taken first and last to mean first and last posted for myself but you do you and pull from wips if you!

Thanks for the tags @renegadeknight and @bumblepony !

First words posted: The Ghosts of Babylon

“Fuck.”

The air in the bathroom is thick with moisture, making it hard to breathe. You wipe at the condensation on the mirror and stare at the face reflected back at you, pale and drawn in the yellow light.

Last words posted: promising light

“Pleasure to meet you, then, Ellie,” he grins, holding out his left hand. After a thought, she puts out her own and they shake on it. “I have a good feeling about this.”

And despite her best efforts not to, she thinks she does, too.

No pressure tags: @maggiemayhemnj @goodwithcheese @burntheedges @oonajaeadira @jennaispunk and anyone who wants to play, please do!

[aquagirl1978]

I know you don’t write Sariel much, but if I could please have Sariel + Touches #1 + 🌶️ Thank you!

Hello and thank you for this very old request! Happy Birthday to the Palace Devil!

Devil Inside - Sariel Noir x Reader (Ikemen Prince)

A/N: Part of my New Year, New Celebration follower celebration.

Pairing: Sariel Noir x Reader

Prompt: touching foreheads

Word Count: 611

Tags: fluff with a hint of spice

“It’s getting late. I think we can call it a day.”

Sariel pushed his chair away from his desk; after standing up, he made his way around his desk to where you were seated and placed a gentle kiss on the top of your head.

“Why don’t you go to my room, and I’ll meet you there in a few minutes?” Sariel took the documents that were before you and peered down at you over his glasses. 

You would have rather waited for him and retreated to bed together, but you knew there was no point arguing with Sariel on points like this – the devil would always win.

Rising from your seat, you smiled at your lover. “Okay, but I expect to see you soon. You need to rest, too.”

He let out a low laugh as he perused the documents he took from you. ‘Yes, yes. I’ll be there soon.”

You left his office quietly and quickly made your way to his bedroom. Once there, you immediately flopped on the bed. It felt so good to lie down; you were so busy all day, you hadn’t realized how tired you really were.

And if you were tired, Sariel must be even more tired. The hours passed by quickly, but the days were long and with a week long full of visiting dignitaries, work never seemed to end, with Sariel working overtime most days.

The last of the visitors left earlier that day, making tonight the first night in over a week that you and Sariel were able to finish work at a reasonable time. And for that, you wanted to make tonight special for Sariel.

Excited, you jumped from the bed with a spring in your step. You hurried over to the cabinet where he kept his special ale; grabbing two glasses, you filled them with the amber liquid and set the drinks on the table. 

The winter winds howled outside – loud enough that their sudden sounds caused you to jump. When you glanced at the window, and realized it was just the wind, you chuckled under your breath.

That’s okay, you said to yourself as you shook off a small shiver. All the more reason to cuddle tonight. 

After fluffing the pillows and arranging extra blankets on the bed, you stepped back and admired your handiwork. The room was now perfect for Sariel.

There was a soft knock at the door before Sariel entered his room. “I see you kept yourself busy here,” he commented as he appraised the room with a smile.

“It’s been a very long and very hard week,” you said, handing Sariel a glass. “I think you earned a reward.”.

“My favorite,” he said, taking a sip from his glass. His smile turned seductive, his amethyst eyes darkening as his sultry gaze captured yours. 

Mesmerized by the way he looked at you, you found yourself leaning forward, your lips seeking his. Sariel sighed softly, and pressed his lips against yours. Desire overcoming your senses, your tongue probed open his lips and slipped inside his mouth. 

Lost in the kiss, your tired muscles relaxed as you pressed your body closer to his seeking his warmth. Sariel unexpectedly pulled away and broke the kiss, the taste of his ale – sweet and spicy – still fresh on your lips.

Sariel brought his hand to the nape of your neck, cradling you close to his body. With your eyes still closed and a soft smile on your lips, you looked like a sleeping angel. 

“Any more of that, and you will unleash the devil inside me,” he whispered, resting his forehead against yours. “Do you think you're ready for that?”

Tagging: @redheadkittys @alixennial @rhodolitesroseforclavis @kissmetwicekissmedeadly @chaosangel767 @queengiuliettafirstlady @queen-dahlia @ikehoe @ikemen-writer @talfollowingstuff @kpop-and-otome @kisara-16 @altairring @lucyw260 @umi-adxhira @crypticbibliophile @lancelotscloak @scorchieart @tele86 @nightfoxqueen @melodiousramblings @wendolrea @aceuuuu @randonauticrap @aria-chikage @nightghoul381 @judejazza @maries-gallery @xbalayage @xenokiryu @alydra @drachonia @ranhanabi777 @silver-dahlia @lunaaka @portrait-ninja @sh0jun

[paraphwrites]

heya, paraph! for the ask game: what has been your favourite part of writing Manuscript so far?

hi nik! this is such an interesting question. i thought about it a lot

honestly, i love finding ways to translate the fantasy storylines into an au format. there's a couple coming soon-ish which i am hyped beyond hyped for and have been planing since the get-go. i have a really good time as well translating the characters specifically into the environment: how they would act, react, what they would cry about... etc

tho my most favorite specific sections to write were the fade out conversations in the end of C6 & C13. i try not to overuse the technique because if i could i would have it in every damn chapter but alas, i restrain myself <3

(this is what i'm talking about, in case it's confusing:

like when there is nothing but dialogue and each sentence starts with an ellipses)