#THANK YOU HARRY I HOPE YOU HAVE A HAPPY HOLIDAYS / MERRY CHRISTMAS

[crystallizsch]

SQUEEZING HER SQUEEZING HER— THIS WAS YOUR BIG CHRISTMAS PROJECT???

SHE LOOKS SO COZY IN HER SWEATER HELP ME im always in love with how you draw eyes and augh she looks so adorable and smug i want to put her in a jar and shake her the way you draw im ahhagdbhdjsjs

also i want to pinch every single one of everyone’s cheeks, i love how all their expressions are unique to their personalities i think you’ve done the poses SO well and expressive too and everyone is simultaneously soft and colorful and im just— 😭😭🫶💖💖🫶💕

Oh my...what's this? My, but a bunch of wonderful OCs wishing you all a very Merry Christmas!

@crystallizsch | @oya-oya-okay

@boopshoops | @thehollowwriter

@hagi-clvnk | @viperbunnies

@lficanthaveloveiwantpower | @sunnysidesevenup

@twtysevapr | @theolivetree123

@cheerleaderman | @ghostiidasponk

@fell-e | @starry-night-rose

@jadelover69 | @skibidibabygirl

Ummm hi!!!! Take this as a way to express my gratitude towards my mutuals. I don't usually make art for others, so I wanted to try and do something big for the holidays! I'm bad with words so I'll end it here heh....<3

I unfortunately had to cut out a few due to drawing the same thing over and over again becoming tasking, I started out with trying to include over 20 ocs heh....so really sorry for the ones I didn't draw!

If anyone wants a version without text and their oc in the centre of the canvas, feel free to dm me about it!

dividers

Merry Christmas! And if you don't celebrate it, I hope you have a wonderful day!

[foolforharrry]

So Good

Word count: 2.7k

Summary: Harry and y/n's lazy Christmas morning where they're disgustingly in love

Warnings: There is a little smut in here

I hope you all have had an amazing holiday!! And that you enjoy this lil oneshot.

If you wanna check out more of my writings, my masterlist is here

Christmas has never been y/n’s favourite holiday. In fact, it’s been her least favourite holiday.

Growing up, she would hear her classmates talk about how their Christmas had been magical. Filled with love and laughter. Presents and someone dressing up as Santa Claus.

Even as they got older and realised that Santa wasn’t real, the magic of Christmas had then gone from a mysterious man delivering them presents in the dark of night to the love and laughter of all their loved ones gathered in one place.

Y/n didn’t understand why everyone else got so lucky when her holiday was filled with screaming and yelling at the top of her family’s lungs. Glasses and plates smashed against the walls. There was never a tree that they’d decorate together. Never any pretty lights hung up around the house.

The only thing that separated Christmas time in her family’s house from the rest of the year was that the fighting got worse from the alcohol the adults would consume to get through.

When y/n had opened up to Harry about why she doesn’t like the holiday that he adores so much he had vowed to do his absolute best to replace all the bad memories with happy ones.

And waking up slowly cuddled in bed with her boyfriend on Christmas morning is yet another happy memory y/n knows she’s going to cherish as she reflects on the day and evening before, face nuzzled into Harry’s warm chest.

They had spent the whole day at Anne’s. Anne has grown very fond of y/n in the almost three years she’s been with her son. So when she heard that she would finally be joining them to celebrate Christmas Eve, Anne had been over the moon with joy and hugged the girl as long as she let her when y/n and Harry had knocked on her door just before 12 o’clock.

Christmas Eve had been laughter and board games. Exchanging gifts and the small talk that louder as the day bled into the night and everyone was buzzing with the wine that was served.

It was the polar opposite of any Christmas Eve y/n had ever had in her life.

Y/n had tried to find a moment to thank Anne for opening her home to her, but every time she’d tried, Anne had waved her off saying that “My door is always open for family, dear.”

Right now, y/n feels at peace. As if she and Harry are in their own little, impenetrable bubble that she doesn’t ever want to leave. Feeling his chest rise and fall with every sleeping breath of air going in and out of his lungs as she traces the art inked into his skin exposed to the warm sunlight filtering in through the curtains.

It’s a type of serenity that she used to dream of having.

His skin has paled significantly from the Italian tan he had gotten over their long vacation in the summer, but still held a golden hue left to it.

The change in his breathing pattern is what alerts her that Harry is slowly waking up after however long she’s been in her own little world. Then a shift in his fingers splayed over the curve of her waist as she feels the vibrations in his chest before she hears his groggy morning voice rasp, “Merry Christmas, my love.”

The voice of the person she loves most in this world has a wide smile immediately forming on y/n’s face as she shifts her body so she’s laying on her stomach with her left cheek pillowed on Harry’s chest so she can look admire the beauty of a human being she’s sharing her bed with.

“Morning handsome.” Y/n smiles tiredly at him, humming in satisfaction when Harry starts drawing soft circles on the small of her back.

Harry had been planning on waking up at the ass crack of dawn today so that he could make her favourite breakfast, French toast and berries, and hot chocolate. Wake her up with loving kisses and one of her presents as they ate their meal cuddled in bed with Grey’s Anatomy, their favourite show at the time.

But when he had come to consciousness to the heavenly feeling of y/n nuzzled against his side, soft caressing touches where he knows his tattoos are, he couldn’t even bring himself to be annoyed that his plan hadn’t worked out.

Both their faces are puffy from a night’s sleep and a soft blush is spread across their cheeks from the warmth of each other’s bodies.

Without saying a word, Harry pouts his pink lips for a kiss, expectant eyes watching hers as y/n connects the dots. Y/n is happy to oblige, shifting so she is lazily straddling his waist. Hands cupping his face tenderly as she connects their lips.

Harry hums into the kiss, squeezing her sides lovingly as he sits up fully, y/n’s butt now planted firmly on his lap.

Y/n pulls away momentarily, giggling at the disgruntled downturn of his lips when Harry realises that she’s no longer kissing him. “Why’d you stop?”

“Because.”, y/n pushes him back just enough to look him in the eye when Harry dips down to kiss her again. “I wanted to ask you a question.”

He nods for her to continue.

“Did you have a good dream or are you just happy to see me?”

A coy smirk takes over the frown that was etched on Harry’s face at her question, dropping his hands to her hips. “Always happy to see my girl.”

Satisfied with her answer, y/n picks up where they left off. Almost.

There’s more intent in the way Harry swipes his tongue over her bottom lip for access and the quick pull y/n gives the curls at the back of Harry’s neck.

It quickly turns more heated. Roaming hands and a small whimper from y/n when Harry guides her hips to grind down on him, the only thing separating them being the thin cotton of their underwear.

“I need you.”, Harry breathes against her lips, his body hot all over and pupils blown from the lust rushing through his system.

Y/n can feel how hard he is and it’s only making her more aroused as she nods, going to kiss him again.

But he stops her, waiting until she is looking at him with a pout on her lips before he speaks, “Words, baby.”

“I need you too. Please.”

With that Harry rolls her off him so he’s hovering over her, y/n on her back with her head on the soft pillows, not wasting a second to pull Harry’s face down to hers, needing to taste him as she tangles her fingers in his messy curls.

After kissing like that for a bit longer, Harry moves on from her mouth and starts trailing kisses down her neck, relishing in the small whimpers and shaky breaths he pulls out from her when he leaves love bites at the spots he knows she’s extra sensitive.

He keeps sucking and licking her skin until she’s squirming and begging him to give her more.

Who is he to deny her that?

Helping her to sit up just enough, he is quick to pull her t-shirt over her head, chucking it to the side without a care about where it lands. His breath gets caught in his throat when his eyes land on her.

Almost completely naked and all his. Her breasts full and the soft rolls of her stomach he would worship every second of the day if she let him. The small, white scar just below her left collarbone. Faded enough that the only reason he knows where it is, is all the hours he’s spent admiring her.

If it had been any other person just looking at her as intensely as Harry does, y/n would’ve tried covering herself up. And at the beginning of their relationship, she had. Until she realised that there wasn’t one hint of judgement or ill-intended thought behind those green eyes she loves so much. It was pure love and adoration.

“Beautiful.”, Harry whispers. Low enough to make y/n wonder if he even meant for her to hear it.

Not that she gets a long time to when he starts kissing down the length of her torso, leaving open-mouthed, wet kisses in his wake that has a shiver going down her spine. He hooks his fingers underneath the band of her panties before he drags them down her legs and throws them in a similar manner to the shirt.

Harry lays down on his stomach between her legs as he kisses the inside of her thighs teasingly, knowing that the attention to the soft, flesh would make her even more impatient than she already is.

“Stop teasing.”, y/n whines, not caring how desperate she sounds. Or about the smug curve of his lips.

“Don’t worry darling. I’ll take care of you.”

And with that he puts y/n out of her misery, attaching his mouth to her pussy and eating her out in the way he knows will have her back arching.

Harry can’t lie and say that the fact that y/n was wet to the point where he could see the arousal leaking from her vagina without having even touched her, wasn’t a very nice stroke to his ego.

The attention to her clit already has y/n squirming, Harry’s arms wrapping around the thick of her thighs to keep her still as he hums at her taste. The vibrations intensify everything she’s already feeling, not able to keep the moans from falling anymore. And Harry definitely doesn’t mind.

All his senses are taken over by her. The taste, smell and feel of her is all there is and he would happily drown in it all.

Dizzy with pleasure, y/n’s eyelids fall heavy as she feels herself getting closer and closer to her high, vice-like grip on Harry’s hair to keep herself from flying into outer space.

Harry notices all the tell-tale signs. Her muscles tensed. Breath shallowing. Thighs squeezing the sides of his head like she’s afraid he’ll stop. That’s the last thing he wants to do. And he gets exactly what they both want.

Her high racks through her body, her whole body locking up as she comes, Harry helping her through it as she slowly but surely sinks into the mattress. Her chest still rises and falls rapidly, a shine of sweat covering her flushed skin as Harry detaches himself from her centre, pressing loving, delicate kisses along the skin. Murmured whispers of praise fill the silence as he works his way up her body.

“How’d I do?”, Harry asks her, nudging his nose against hers, a wide smile breaking out on his face when his favourite colour comes into view.

Y/n smiles lazily back at him, “So good, my love.”

Being the sucker for praise he is, Harry’s smile gets impossibly wider when she continues; “Always treat me so well. Don’t know what I’d do without my sunshine. I love you so much.” Her eyes are hazy and voice dreamy as she speaks, her head still in the clouds.

“You sure you don’t just love my tongue?”, he teases, unable to help himself.

Y/n rolls her eyes at him, pushing him off her body in fake offence, teeth digging into her bottom lip to keep from smiling too hard. “You’re a fucking idiot.”

“Only for you.”, Harry quips with a kiss to her bare shoulder, relishing in the new blush coating her cheeks.

He’ll never get sick of making his girl blush.

He’s about to say something else when her smile drops, a look of guilt rises in its wake. Confusion replacing Harry’s. “What’s wrong, beautiful?”

“You didn’t finish.”, she states, that look still there.

Relief has Harry letting out a laugh that it wasn’t anything serious. Y/n doesn’t understand why he’s laughing though. No matter how many times Harry has assured her that he’s always ok and that he just loves pleasing the woman he loves, she always wants him to feel good too.

Her question about what’s so funny to him is quickly answered when his laughter dies down and he looks at her sheepishly. “I did finish.” Cheeks red as a tomato at the confession that fell from his lips.

Stunned to silence, her eyes dart from his face to his crotch. When it fully dawns on her what he’s saying and she’s seeing, y/n can’t help the giggles bubbling in her stomach. The giggles quickly escalated to full-out cackling that earns her a playful shove when she can’t stop.

The sweet sound of her loud, bright laughter makes it extremely difficult for Harry to even be embarrassed about it anymore. It instead has him joining her. He knows it’s never ill-intended.

Once they’ve calmed down, y/n makes sure she understood him right, “You really just came in your pants eating me out?”

“Like a fucking teenager.”, Harry nods before he’s pulling her body back to his, missing the feeling of her skin on his. Y/n happily obliges, tangling her legs with his again.

They fall back into a comfortable silence as they enjoy the other’s presence and warmth for a few minutes. No words were exchanged. Just affectionate touches and hearts full and content, beating to the same rhythm.

They might not be perfect. But for each other, they’re just right.

Rain doesn’t exist without the sun. The tide wouldn’t be without the magnetic forces from the moon. The ocean wouldn’t be the same. It wouldn’t be so lively and free. So rich with life.

It might have been perfect without the chaos. But it would never have been so beautiful.

At least that’s the conclusion y/n makes wrapped up in the comfort of Harry’s embrace. Harry is her sun, her moon. He’s her calm and her storm. He’s her shelter and her sunshine. He’s everything she’s ever wanted and more than she thinks she deserves.

Harry feels the exact same way about her. Never has he ever met someone who can keep her warmth and light through her darkest days without letting them go dim and cold. In the fog, she’s his lighthouse. Always there to guide him back to safety. Home.

Before her, his world was grey and dull. Then she came along and brought all the colour and life he didn’t even know existed with her.

The love they have for each other is one that’s so painfully obvious they couldn’t even hide it if they tried.

It’s Harry who breaks the silence, a light tap on her hip to get her attention, “Wanna go get cleaned up, love?”

Without moving a muscle, she hums her agreement. “Not comfortable to lay here with your underwear soaked in cum, is it?”

“Shut up.”, Harry whines, pinching the chub of her waist, making her jolt and laugh. “Couldn’t help it. Not when you looked and sounded so incredibly sexy.” The words are spoken in a tone that has a shiver running down y/n’s spine.

Before they get too occupied again, y/n reluctantly rolls off Harry. But not before giving Harry a quick peck on the lips.

She’ll never get tired of his lips.

Harry is quick to trail after her, smiling fondly when she nearly trips over her own two feet on their journey to their shared bathroom.

While they stand under the warm stream of water together, Harry’s shower playlist echoing off the tiled walls, y/n decides that if this is how Christmas morning is going to be from now on, there’s a possibility that Christmas could become a holiday she enjoys. And it would all be thanks to him.

And she tells him just that, looking into the sea of green she loves so much as the water cascades around them. The comforting scent of the shampoo she’s used since she was a teenager. Only it didn’t make her feel any type of way until Harry started using hers, saying that it makes his hair feel soft. So now the fresh smell of coconut belongs to him.

Harry turns her around so he can lather conditioner through her hair, giving the top of her head a kiss that had y/n’s tummy swarming with butterflies. “You know.”, he starts. “I’ve always been a sucker for the holidays. But you’ve made this one a hundred times better than I thought it could ever be.”

Y/n turns back around with a bashful pull to her lips, “Ditto.” 

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If you guys want me to write the rest of their Christmas day, please let me know.

[annaisabookworm]

Seasons Greetings

Listen to your fav holiday song while reading!

Merry Christmas/ Happy Holidays to all my favorite authors and mutuals and friends! You all have written amazing stories that helped me get through the year I look up to you all so much. I hope you all have the best holidays and new years. I can’t wait to read more stories to come from you all. Everyone here on this app is so kind and supportive. I’ve never felt a community so supportive and caring. I am going to try to tag everyone who I would like to thank (this will take hours) and I just love you all and anyone who is reading this. Whether I was reading Harry Potter or Percy Jackson or Outer Banks or Stranger Things or the hunger games or the marauders or twilight or the most niche fan fictions I was just like to thank you very much for giving up your time to write amazing incredible stories. You have truly made me your special and giving me the joy of being able to immerse myself into a world of my dreams is truly a gift thank you so much.

@shiftingwithmars @multific @axelsagewrites @dontblamethewitches @frost-queen @george-weasleys-girl-deactivate @julesinsummer @moondancediner @xoxochb @starkeysprincess @randomoutsiders @riddlemenott @riddlesb1tch @notrafecameron @nottswitch @nottsbaby @slytherinstories @slytherinsmuse @slytheringangstuff @slytherslvt @likedaylighht @sethsclearwater @cherrixpie

Feel free to tag people you’d like to thank aswell! I love you all!

[askliamevans]

Hm, hm, hm ♪ Lots of people sent me messages on my virtual Christmas tree. Which one should I read first?

To @ask-harrison-gray: Thanks, Harry! Happy holidays to you too!

To @specters0rd: Merry Christmas, Duckie! I wish the same for you.

To @sh0jun: Merry Christmas!

To @ask-william-rex: Merry Christmas, Will!

To @dollielament: Nya! Merry Christmas!

To @bontu-the-l0ver: Money, huh? Ahaha. I'll use it to buy presents for you.

To PinkPixie: Happy holidays!

To @ollieslab: Merry Christmas! Eh...? Really? That makes me happy. I'm glad I got to meet you too. I hope that the coming year and the ones that follow bring you nothing but positivity.

To @yoshi--kat: Hope the same for you! Happy holidays!

To @ike-garden2024: Happy holidays, Hikari! I feel the same way. Your kind, warm hands have given me the strength to keep living. I want to be with you forever. So, please... Stay with me.

OOC: Thank you! I hope things have been going well for you too! Happy holidays!

[georgiapeach30513]

Peach! ❤️

Mrs. Pasta dropping by to wish you and your followers Happy Holidays! Merry Christmas to those who celebrate!

Also…I hope you and your family get to spend some quality time together. You are such a bright and shining presence always on here, and I commend you for being so strong. Please know that you don’t always have to be, but I understand this place is your escape and you want to avoid the negative. Totally respect that. I hope you bake a lot this Christmas! ☺️

Also, I recently watched Red One on Amazon and I loved it. I’ll admit I was surprised and also was going to skip it but I’m so glad I did not. This movie was made for someone like me (not sure what that says about me 🤣) and I will be rewatching and rewatching. Might I add that the movie is still making money in theaters and was still in the top ten this past weekend despite being on streaming for two weeks already. It’s still #1 on Amazon. But sure, nobody is watching it.

For anyone who may be on the fence or is iffy because of critics and online chatter, if you like Harry Potter and the Santa clause you will enjoy this film. That’s the best I can describe it, because both Santa clause and Harry Potter are pretty much classics in their own right now but both still have some very obvious elements of cheese. And honestly, I don’t think either SC or HP as much as I enjoy both, are award winning caliber either. However, people will still rewatch these movies year after year and I really can see Red One being this in the future. I myself have seen it twice already. It’s a really easy watch and Ramen had me amused and LOL-ing because he is so dang goofy. For anyone who has watched (this is not a spoiler), did you notice how Jack runs? 🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣 I loved how he made an effort to make his character run a certain way IYKWIM.

The industry/internet has been pretty tough on both ramen and the rock lately, and while I think criticism is warranted in some ways, I secretly hope for some letterboxed critics to get a taste of their own medicine in the near future. So quick to judge and hate when bet most of them didn’t even bother to watch the film or let’s be honest, pay attention to any of ramen’s upcoming projects. Like, ANY. But I find that sometimes subverting expectations is the way to go. I kind of find it refreshing his next few films aren’t really on the GP or average cinephile’s radar. Highly anticipated or extremely big budget with huge Names cast movies can be extremely risky and I for one am glad he chose some lower key projects because they all sound interesting to me. And the expectations may be subdued because of it, which leaves room for the element of surprise.

Lastly…just to leave you all with some subtle shade today. Imagine believing and taking to heart every Ramen comment from 2004 until now (even if he could have changed his mind or gasp, maybe even lied!) as gospel, unchanging, but ignoring when another person is quoted in two separate interviews that they claim to split their time between living in NY/LA 🤣 and europe for the past few years. Just because it doesn’t fit your fantasy. Interesting how conflicting narratives are always running about and most don’t ever seem to question it because they’ve made up their mind what they want to believe and anyone who disagrees is delusional. That’s how they getcha every time. 🤭

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Until next time. Enjoy the holidays, and stay sweet and superior as you are 🥰

Mrs. Pasta!! Thank you for popping by with a visit today! And I wish you and yours a Merry Christmas and happy holidays!

Whew...I know I don't always have to be strong, and yet, I always feel that is one of my roles in my family, so it bleeds over into everything else. But it is nice to hear that every once in awhile. Which is why I come on here, because it is a not so serious escape. Or it should be.

It's funny you should mention Red One at the box office. I saw a chart and how it made over $1M, still in in the top 10, despite being on Prime Video. I hope everyone paid for their subscription so you can watch it. It has become a favorite in my household. It's goofy, silly, but still has some heart to it. That's what a Christmas movie should be.

I keep comparing it to The Santa Clause as well, and that's a big deal because that is my favorite Christmas movie of all time, and we will be falling asleep watching it tonight. I think those that have not seen the movie, should kindly step back when talking about it. I don't care about opinions from people who didn't watch. People who have a holier than thou attitude when it seems that Santa has brought them some coal for Christmas. It's a lot easier to be kind, but that's a story for another day. Now I'm going to need @annislittleshopofhorrors to make gifs of him running.

I have noticed people having his last 8 projects with movies he cameoed in or had a small part in. But of course, whatever they need to do to make themselves feel better. Not every actor is going to be for everyone, and I have decided if I don't like an actor to not be talking about them. So, if anyone has sent in an ask with a certain someone's name it in, I won't be posting. Out of sight out of mind. It seems like some Letterboxd critics aren't fans of Ramen, so I'm not sure why they need to watch his movies. But I guess some people are gluttons for punishment. You know, when I don't like something, I don't get it attention. But of course, people do love to be superior while making fun of another.

But I do look forward to Ramen's future endeavors. His upcoming movies seem fresh, out of his comfort zone, he's working with new people, he's choosing scripts that I didn't see him choose (Priest Dean, anyone?). He's choosing smaller roles, characters with questionable morals, and it's nice to see him expanding his acting chops.

I do always love when you get shady, it makes me giggle inside when you use logic. But we should always pick and choose what we want to listen to. We should always take people's opinions as proof. We should always think that everything in Hollywood is as it seems. We should live in a fantasy world where everything is always perfect, and the way that some say that it is. I don't think that's how reality works, but again, I'm just a...nah, I won't give anyone that satisfaction today. It's Christmas Eve.

As always, Mrs. Pasta, thank you for dropping by with your words of wisdom. And I hope that you have a lovely holiday season. Hopefully it isn't too cold where you are. Maybe some snow?

[hdowlpost]

OWL GIFTS for @starquestingfordrarry \o/

COMIC CONTINUED on AO3: Ho-Ho-Harry! Summary: Draco Malfoy always goes on a gift giving spree every Christmas around the department. This time, the first victim(?!) is none other than Harry Potter. Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: G Contains: comedy, Aurors Harry and Draco Notes: Dear @starquestingfordrarry, creating this one was super fun for you. I tend to go overboard whenever I try to draw comics and due to time constraints this little thing couldn't be longer (I actually wanted to do a 7-page long skit but... well, life is shit that way) I hope you like it. I'm sure you'll get which prompt of yours I used at the end of the page, and I hope it at least makes you smile. Happy Holidays!

ENJOY on AO3: Say It Out Loud Summary: Eighth year was bollocks, as far as Draco could tell. Word Count: 11,334 Rating: Explicit Contains: Soul mates (kinda!), Eighth year awkwardness, hand jobs (of the mutual variety) and Draco Malfoy with his head in the sand Notes: Merry Christmas StarQuest! I've loved creating for you and thank you AGAIN to the mods for your endless patience, which I have needed!

ENJOY on AO3: Malfoy Knows Best Summary: Three times Draco had a scintillating fun fact to share with Harry. And one time Harry turned the tables on him. Word Count: 4,200 Rating: Explicit Contains: verrrry brief mention of watersports Notes: Thank you to I for the brilliant beta read! And big thanks to the mods for this huge annual undertaking. Star, your wishlist was so full of scrumptious ideas. I've had so much fun reading your fics and getting to know you this year. If the bit about warlocks rings a bell, shhhh, no it doesn't. Have a very merry Owlpost!

[sweatersinthesummer]

Winter fic roundup

Well, considering I live in a place that barely has a winter, it's a miracle I even have any to list here! Thank goodness for holiday fests.

Stickers of old men and a thousand yen (Schitt's Creek) not gonna lie, the title of this is one of my favorite things i've ever written.

The birthday kiss between David and Patrick didn't happen, and now it's Christmas. What are they going to do when they draw each other in the town Secret Santa gift exchange?

As long as you love me so (Check Please) oh hey I wrote something! A Zimbits future fic.

It's the first Christmas since Jack retired, and it's not going as smoothly as he'd hoped it would.

[Podfic] Merry Christmas, I'm Yours (Check Please) this fic by @doggernaut is so so so good, I beg you to read it or listen. It's so lovely and angsty with a happy ending.

It takes Jack only a couple months after graduation to realize he's in love with Bitty.

It takes him almost 20 years to actually do something about it.

(Or, five Christmases Jack and Bitty spend together.)

[Podfic] snowflakes that stay on my nose and eyelashes (Schitt's Creek) A little wintery bit of fluff.

david slips on a patch of ice and falls in the snow outside the store. patrick comes outside to comfort (and tease) him as he sulks.

The Call of Sweet Things [PODFIC] (in progress) (Harry Potter)

Draco's happy with his quiet, lonely life in Woolbury, spending his days working at Pen Pals and keeping his already tidy flat spotless. But when Harry Potter shows up with pink hair and secrets about his magic, Draco’s carefully upheld balance falls apart. He doesn’t quite know how he ends up decorating Harry's cottage, drinking unreasonable amounts of cocoa, and laughing more than he’s laughed in years, but it's Christmas, after all– and he finally has a chance to set things right.

All I Want For Christmas (Is For You To Stop Talking) [PODFIC] (Harry Potter)

The Niffler's Garden is the most prestigious wizarding nursery school in England and has been for the last century or more. Harry Potter's boys are both enrolled as pupils at the Garden. When he volunteers to assist with the Yule pageant, he has no idea that he'll be working closely with another parent, Draco Malfoy. Although they haven't seen each other much since their own school days, Harry faults Malfoy for not being a hands-on dad to little Scorpius. Will the intense weeks of preparation fan the fires of enmity or something else entirely?

Thanks for tagging me, @doggernaut! Who else wrote some winter fics? Post 'em!

[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.

*****

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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hiii!! merry christmas!! hope you are having a great day! i just meet you a few weeks ago since i came back here on tumblr and i liked ur blog :) keep supporting louis and harry. hope you are having a beautiful day with your family 🫶🏻🎉🎄

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A/N: This one is a long one so I hope you all enjoy. Thank you all for reading my stuff. I appreciate it very much. Don’t forget to comment, like, and send in any requests that you might have. I’m open to anything. Enjoy!

Working as a personal assistant for a famous celebrity can have its perks. For one, you get to travel a lot, with some of the expenses being taken care of. You also get to keep yourself busy. This can be a pro and a con.in my case it can be both. Sometimes, depending on what's going on, you have very busy days and late nights. Some of these days requires strategic planning.it can get hectic but you liked your job. You currently work for a very well-known celebrity. You work for none other than Harry styles. You're worked with Harry for about three years now. You've gotten to know him professionally and somewhat personally. You've created a great professional bond with one another which created a great work environment. At first, some people thought that you two were dating due to the back-and-forth banter and flirting. You would be lying to yourself if the thought hasn't crossed your mind. He is very attractive, has a nice sense of humor. And is very kind to everyone, even those that have done him wrong. But reality hits you like a giant truck every time you get your hopes up because you're just his assistant. Nothing more, nothing less.

Today was your first day back from the holidays. You were single yet another year, but you have gotten accustomed to being by yourself. For the holidays you decided on going track to your hometown to spend time with your family and friends. it was a much-needed trip for your mental health. You're currently back in London at the café getting some much-needed caffeine into your system. Once your order was ready, along with Harry’s, and you made your way into the office. One thing you enjoyed about London was that is reminded you of back home. it was always busy, and you didn't have to worry about purchasing a car to get around, since the office was located in central London. You walked into the building and said good morning to the receptionist before taking the elevator to the top floor. Once there, you walked your way into Harry's office, which was empty, and placed his iced coffee on his desk. Then you made your way to your office that was across his, stunned by a box that was wrapped in Christmas wrapping paper.it had a red bow on it. You closed your door, walked to your desk, placing your belongings on your chair, before looking at the cute green tag that was attached to the box.

The gift was from Harry. You hadn't been in the office since before Christmas since he insisted you take a vacation. You sat down and slowly touched the box, not wanting to unwrap it since it was wrapped so nicely. ‘What could it the?’, you thought. You took a deep breath and opened the present, nicely so you wouldn't ruin the wrapping paper. Once it was removed, you saw that he had gifted you an iPad, the latest model, an Apple Pencil, and a pair of AirPod Max. “What the actual fuck Harry", you mutter to yourself stunned at the very expensive gifts. You realize that there was a small note attached to the inside of the wrapping paper. You open it and see Harry's handwriting. ‘Y/n, for starters, no you cannot give this back to me or whine about it', you giggled to yourself knowing that it was the first thing that you would do once you see him. ‘Second, this is a small gesture for the hard work that you do for me and around the office. You don't go unnoticed. Merry Christmas. I hope your new toys will make your joy just a bit easier. Love, Harry'. You placed the note down and you couldn't help but smile. You've mentioned wanting these items way back and you were surprised that he remembered. You were still gonna give him shit for spending so much money on it.

The day flew by. You haven't heard from Harry all day and you hadn't seen him all day either. During the day you busied yourself with setting up your new iPad. You made sure that all of the important dates were in your calendar along with your scheduled to do list. This iPad definitely made things much easier. You synced everything with your phone as well that way any changes can be backed up. Once you were done you looked at your monitor screen in front of you and you saw that it was already 7pm! You abruptly got up from your desk and went out into the office to see that no one was there. You were alone. ‘Great’, you thought to yourself. You left the door opened from your office and sat back down. 8pm should be a good time to leave. One thing you enjoyed about your office was the view. Since the New Year has just started the London streets still had their Christmas decorations up. Twinkly lights adorned the trees and light posts, and you just admired the view. It was definitely a sight to see. A knock on your door scared the shit out of you and took you out of your daze. “Fucking Hell”, you look back to see Harry standing by the door frame with a satisfied smirk on his face. Your hand placed on your chest that was currently going up and down at a fast pace due to the almost heart attack that Harry gave you.

"Did I scare you?", he says walking in and closing the door. "Yeah, you did. I thought I was by myself”, you say, looking outside again. You near him chuckle to himself and hear his footsteps walking closer to you until he was standing right next to you looking out the window. No wards were exchanged for a few minutes just the two of you enjoying the view in front of you. it was then too quiet, so you decide to break the silence. "Thank you for the gifts. You didn't", he placed his hand up silencing you causing you to furrow your eyebrows in confusing. "Did you read the note?", he asks. "Yes", you say, rolling your eyes. "Good. The gift was nothing compared to all the work that you do", he says. You stayed silent, smiling to yourself at his playful behavior. "Why are you here so late?", he asks. "I lost track of time planning your schedule and mines", you say. "Have you eaten dinner yet?", he says averting his attention from the window to focus on you. "No. Last time I ate was probably around lunch time", you say, realizing that you haven't eaten anything since 12. “Not good y/n", he scolds. He leaves your side and walks towards your desk using your computer. He takes a couple of minutes and then takes his place beside you again. "I’ve ordered us dinner. I hope sushi is okay”, he says. "Sushi sounds great but you didn't have to Harry. I was about to leave anyways", you say, focusing on him now. " Why do you always say that? ‘You didn't have to' Or ‘you don't have to’. Y/n I want to do these things for you. I know I don't have to I want to " he says looking out the window. "Why?", you ack and you see his jaw clench at the question.

"Because you're a good assistant", he says. You roll your eyes. "Bullshit", you say. His attention goes to you now. "What?" he says. "Bull. shit. A normal boss doesn't gift his assistant almost 2K worth of gifts Harry let alone have dinner in an empty office", you tell him getting slightly irritated by the mixed signals. His phone chimed and he started walking out the door. "Our dinner is here. Till he right track", he says leaving you in your thoughts. You take a deep breath and talk some sense to yourself. Maybe you're overthinking his gestures. Maybe he's just being friendly and appreciates your work and this is his way of showing you. There's no way he could catch feelings for you. After all, you're just his assistant. Nothing more. Nothing less. You calmed down a bit and sat down on one of your beanbag chairs on the floor. Harry gave you the freedom to decorate your office just how you wanted. You went with the comfy and relaxed vibe. Harry soon came in holding a big bag and two drinks in his hand. He closed the door behind him with his foot and waked towards the other beanbag chair across from you. He took out the food and you were astounded by the amount of sushi the ordered. You couldn't help but laugh at it. He opened one of the containers and started eating. "What's so funny?", he asks with his mouth full and furrowed eyebrows. "It looks like you ordered sushi for the whole office”, you giggle causing him to laugh as well. "Stop making fun and eat", he scolds again and paints towards the container in front of me with his chopsticks. "Yes daddy", you say not paying any mind to it and eating your sushi. Harry stops chewing and looks at you. "What?", you question. He clears his throat and mutters a ‘nothing' before continuing to eat.

You placed A piece of sushi in your mouth, and you couldn't help but moan in satisfaction to how good the sushi was. You are Harry shift a bit in his seat as he avoids eye contact whilst you eat in silence. You continued eating and you couldn't help but let out another round of pleasure at hour good your food was. “For the life of me y/n stop with the noises before I take you on this floor right now”, he abruptly says causing your eyes to go wide, mouth slightly open with your chopsticks midair with a piece of sushi that you were about to put in your mouth. Did he just say what you think he said. "Eat your sushi and close your mouth. I'm already tempted to put my dick in it especially after your little outburst a little while ago”. Yep, he said it. You slowly put the piece of sushi in your mouth while maintaining your eyes locked on Harry. Two can play at this game. Once you but the sushi in your mouth you let out a moan, this one with a bit more erotic. You finished your sushi and stood up to throw your trash away, Harry following. Before you could go back to your seat, Harry took a hold of your wrist to pull you towards him and smash his lips to yours. Your eyes were wide at the sudden action, but they soon closed taking in the moment. This kiss was filled with want and lust and desperation, from both sides. You could've never imagined that Harry would be kissing you in the middle of your office. His hands gripped your waist pulling your closer to his body. You could feel his hard dick against you causing a small whimper to leave your lips. Your hands were around his neck, deepening your kiss more as he bit your bottom lip.

Harry pulled away to catch his breath. He placed his forehead against yours do you both breathed heavily. "Fuck one been wanting to do that for quite some time ", he says stepping forward, causing you to step back. These movements repeated until the back of your thighs hit the edge of your desk. "Gosh you make it so hard to resist you ", he says, placing small kisses down your neck. You couldn't help but giggle. "How?", you innocently ask. "That's the thing. It's just by being you", he says planting a peck on your lips. "Do you trust me yin?", he asks you sincerely. "Of course, I do", you say, placing a hand on his check and caressing it for comfort. "Let's see where this leads us". He says. You furrow your eyebrows a bit confused. "For tonight?" you say. He smiles at you placing another kiss to your lips. He places his hands under your thighs to pick you up and sit on the desk. "For tonight. For every day”. He says as he starts rubbing small circles on your thighs. "Let's see where this goes. Me and you. I know you feel the same way", he says looking into your eyes. As much as you wanted to say yes right away, you couldn't help but listen to the voice in the track of your head telling you it was a bad idea. "What will everyone else say? That y/n, the assistant, is messing around with the boss? ", you say looking down to your lap and watching his hands rub your thighs. You liked his hands. They were big. You liked the rings adorning his fingers, and you couldn't help but think of the many times that you would imagine his hands roaming around your body. "What if we keep it between us? I mean you're with me almost every day, so that wouldn't be surprising. Were also friendly with each other so that also wouldn't be weird. But we can keep this romance between us a secret until we’re ready", he reassures you. "You would do that?”, you ask causing him to chuckle. "I mean I'm the same boss that gifted his assistant, who he has a crush on might I add, an almost 2K gift", he says making both of you to laugh.

"Okay", you say, his eyes lighting up at your answer. "Yeah?", he asks again, his smile widening more. "Yes", you reassured and that was all it took for him to attack your face with kisses. He went around your desk and removed the expensive gifts he got you off of the desk. Then, with the away of both of his arms, swiped everything off your desk. He sat down on your chair, your back still facing him. Once he was situated, he grabbed your waist and did you across your desk causing you to squeal and laugh. He spun your body around so that you were now facing him, and your legs hung off your desk. "There goes that pretty face", he says wheeling the chair closer to you so that he sat right in between your legs. His arms circled around your waist pulling you closer. He looked up at you, smiling, but then puckering his lips wanting a kiss. You kissed him, fulfilling his wishes. Without breaking the kiss, he stood up, cupping your face with both of his hands, titling your head lack enough to deepen the kiss. He licked your bother lip wanting more access to your mouth. You opened it, allowing his tongue to explore yours, a moan emitting from his mouth as you allowed him more access. Your hands were placed flat on your desk as you leaned back a bit allowing Harry's body to slightly hover yours. His lips left yours and dissed down your chin and onto your neck. Your head leaned back slightly to give him more access. His tongue explored your neck, licking, kissing, and biting at your sensitive areas. "Can I touch you?", he asks causing you to laugh. "I'm pretty sure wine skipped the part where you ask. I think it's safe to say that I give you permission for you to have me, however. You. want", you say giving him pecks after each final word. He hummed in satisfaction. "I like the round of that", he mumbles against your lips, going back to the same intensity as before.

You felt his hand reach down to the hem of your t-shirt, sliding underneath it to palm your breast causing a moan to leave your lips. He squeezed your breast a couple more times before he removed his hand completely and removed your shirt. Your blue bra on full display to Harry's eyes. "Fuck", he whispered. He reached behind your back and undid the clasp to fully remove your bra. He leaned in towards your chest and took one breast in his mouth causing a moan to leave your lips and your head to fall back in pleasure. " No princess. I want you to watch me, he says slightly biting your nipple making you flinch in pleasure and more so that you were looking at him. He continued his torture, his eyes never looking away from yours as he swirled his tongue around your sensitive nub. His other hand palmed your other breast, pinching your nipple as he bit the other. After he had enough, he licked up your chest, your neck, and attached his lips to yours. You pulled him closer to you, his body hovering again, causing you back to lay flatly on the wooden desk. He attacked your neck again, a small whimper leaving your lips indicating your need for moan. He pulled back moving down your body, his fingers attaching to the button of your jeans. He undid the button and zipper removing them completely off, taking your panties with them.

Once every item of clothing was removed from your body, Harry sat back down on the chair in front of you. He positions your legs up your feet flat on the desk. "Fucking hell. You're soaking darling. Is this all for daddy?", he says, repeating the nickname you had said earlier. Realization hits you then. He likes being called daddy. "Yes", you gasp, wanting his mouth down there. "Yes, what baby girl”, he says blowing air on your wet pussy causing you to gasp. "Yes daddy", you breathlessly say. He smirked at you before dipping his head between your legs. He placed small kisses up your thigh, biting both of them making you flinch. He kisses your lips and sucks them before kissing your swollen clit. "yeeesss", you moan finally finding some sort of relief. He wraps his arms around your thigh and pins you down as he devours you. His tongue swirled around your clit sucking here and there spreading your legs a bit further apart for more access. "Fuck daddy. That feels so good", you moan, reaching down to attach your fingers in his hair. Harry groomed against your pussy, the vibration causing your grip to tighten on his hair. His tongue dipped down into your wet hole collecting all your juices on his tongue. His tongue felt so good on your pussy. He licked up your sit and sucked on your clit again but this time you felt his fingers go inside you. The endless times that you daydreamed of him taking you like this. You held yourself up by your elbows allowing you to see every movement that he made. His fingers thrusted inside you, the clacking of his rings hitting against each other turning you on. He pulled, his fingers still thrusting, and spit on your pussy, making you more wet. He continued flicking your clit with his tongue curling his fingers upwards causing gasps to leave your lipa. "Fuck baby. Just like that", you moan, feeling your climax coming. He liked the sound of that because he fingered you at a faster pace and he was eating you out sloppily. You couldn't hold back your moans, them echoing in the office. Your back arched as you felt the bubble in your stomach about to explode. " Fuck daddy. Don't stop. Don't stop. Fuck", you felt his fingers curl where you needed to. You came all over his fingers, euphoria engulfing your body. Harry removed his fingers but continued his attack on your clit. He licked you up clean.

You were gasping heavily as he kissed up your body until he reached your lips. "Taste yourself baby girl. Taste how sweet you are", he says holding his glistening fingers towards your lips. You take ahold of his hand and wrap your lips around them, your tongue swirling around them to collect your juices from his fingers. " Fuck that mouth of yours feels so heavenly around my fingers. I wonder how it would feel around my cock "he says removing his fingers out of your mouth. "Why don't you find out daddy", you smirk pushing him off of you and removing yourself off your desk. He sat back down on the chair; you kneeled down in front of him in between his legs. You pulled down his sweatpants, taking his briefs with them.it is hard cock spring free and slapped his lower abdomen. You grabbed his warm cock into your small hands and pumped it once. Precum was leaking out of the tip. " Can you take it baby girl?", he asks, taking a hold of your chin to meet his eyes. "Yes daddy", you say placing a small kiss on the tip. You then swiped your tongue, collecting the precum, moaning in pleasure liking how he tasted. You put only the tip in your mouth, swirling your tongue around causing Harry to hiss and push his head back on the chair. You put more of him in your mouth, hallowing your mouth to create tightness around his dick. You pumped what you hadn't put in yet, sucking him off little by little. Harry moaned as you gripped his cock tightly, bobbing your head up and down. "Fuck baby girl. That feels so good. I'm pretty sure you can fit all of me in that pretty mouth of yours", he pants out. You moaned against his cock and put him all in your mouth, his tip hitting the back of your throat. You relaxed your mouth in order for you to adjust. Profanities leave his mouth to do you suck him.it is hand goes down to your head, gripping your hair. He thrusts upwards, the sudden intrusion making you go on him. You're both moaning, tears streaming down out of the corner of your eye from the actions you were performing. "That's right baby girl. Just like that. Take daddy's cock", he moans out. You feel his dick twitch inside your mouth and you deep throat his dick, allowing his cum to slip down your throat making for an easy cleanup.

You remove his dick out of your mouth with a pop, standing up in front of him, your breasts directly in front of his face. He wraps his arms around your thighs and immediately takes one in his mouth. This time around it was more aggressively, and you loved every second of it. He released your breast with a pop and reciprocated the same actions with your other breast. "You did so well darling", he smiled up to you. Your fingers caressed his head, his eyes closing in pleasure. You straddle his hip, facing him, and kiss him deeply. You could already feel his dick getting hard beneath you. Your hands around his neck, your lips tasting one another, you began to more your hips against his, your wetness sliding on his semi hard cock. "You look so beautiful darling. I'm gonna fuck you senseless", he warned. You could only smirk at his revelation, wanting him to do exactly that. "Do it", you simply say as you reach down between you, grab a hold of his dick and position it by your entrance. "Go ahead baby. Slide down my cock for met, he says, a hiss coming out as you inserted him inside you and slid all the way down, a moon leaving both of your mouths. You position your hands on his shoulders and start moving. In this position he was so deep inside you. His hands were on your ass, moving you up and down his dick at a steady pace. "Your pussy feels so nice and tight baby. I may not last that long ". All you could do was nod. Your movements increased in speed already feeling that bubble within you forming again. Before you could continue, Harry stood up and placed you on the desk again. He grabbed your legs and spread them wide so you both could see. He thrusted inside you at a fast pace, one hand moving towards your neck, the cold rings on his fingers cooling your hot skin. By this point you're yelling his name. Both were a panting and moaning mess. His grip on your neck tightened, the adrenaline getting the best of you. "Fuck Harry em gonna cum, I'm gonna cum", you say. "Cum baby. Me too," he pants. With a few more thrusts you're both cumming on one another. All you could see were stars due to the lack of oxygen.

"Holy fuck", he breathlessly says. You managed to look at him, his bare chest dripping wet. That's not sweat you thought. "Did I do that?' you ask pointing at him. He mustered a chuckle which still sounded tired. "Yes, you did baby.it was so sexy to see too." he kisses your lips. "Sorry", you apologize against him. He pulls back. "You have nothing to apologize for. That was very sexy baby", he says. He removed himself from you, looking around for paper towels to clean each other up. Once he found them, he gave you a piece and you cleared yourself. You Leah put your clothes back on and cleared up the mess you made. "Come back to mine?", he asks you. "Yeah?", you ask back. "I want you to. We can go shower together", he cheekily says stealing a kiss from you. "Or we could finish the dinner you got to feed the whole office", you say, picking up the containers and putting them back in the bag. "That also. Then we can shower together”, he says, getting your coat ready for you. “Yes, then we can shower together", you finally gave in as he put your coat on. "Yes!", he says putting on his coat next. Once you got your belongings, along with the expensive gifts he gave you, you walked out of the office and out to the cold crisp night of London. The cool air feeling nice on your not skin after your activities upstairs. Harry opens the door for you, and you get into his car. You couldn't remove the smile from your face. This was definitely a New Year to remember.

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Christmas was fast approaching; December had finally made its way into the foreground and it was all about the most wonderful time of the year. In the weeks since Adam was born, everyone was busying themselves preparing for the happiest of holidays. Christina cradled Harry in her arms, his wide eyes staring up at the glistening tree.

“Ho ho ho! Merry Christmas!” Drake said descending the staircase dressed as Santa Claus.

Christina gasped “my goodness Harry look who it is!” she said “It’s Santa!”

“I heard it's someone’s first Christmas” Drake said as he sat in an armchair near the tree she handed Harry to him as Harry began to cry.

“Aww” everyone said as Christina picked him up “It’s okay sweetie” she said “Sorry daddy” Christina said to him.

“Presents for everyone!” he said reaching into a big red bag.

~*~

“Smile” Kellie's mom said snapping a picture Kellie, Kyle and Kevin all stood in front of their Christmas tree.

“Okay everyone!” Kellie’s dad announced “Now as we do every year we will all pick just one present to open, pick a good one” he said.

“Kate” Jack said approaching her with a very large gift box.

“Oh” she said surprised “Wow” she said laughing.

“Merry Christmas” he said, she took the box and set it down, pulling the lid off and finding a smaller box inside.

“Are you kidding me?” she asked, Jack smiled to himself, she opened that box to find yet another smaller box inside. “Jack” she said laughing inside the last box was a small velvet one. She picked it up and flipped it open to see a pristine diamond ring inside “Oh my god” she said.

“We first met at Christmas remember? Senior year?” he asked “The first moment I saw you I knew that you were the only one I wanted to spend all my Christmases with” he said taking the ring from her. She covered her mouth in surprise “So…Kathryn Grace Mitchell…will you marry me?”

She shook her head emphatically “Yes” she said tearfully “Yes!” she said once more as she threw her arms around him.

Everyone applauded them “To the happy couple!” Ken said raising his drink “Jack welcome to the family” he said “You too” he said to Kevin, Kellie looked at him surprised. “As the father of my grandson, you’re as just a much a part of this family as Jack is” Ken said.

“Wow…uh thank you sir” Kevin said shaking his hand.

“Okay I think you’ve had enough dear” Lynda said taking his drink away.

“I’m not drunk” Ken said “I mean every word…Merry Christmas everyone” he said.

“Hey, sorry I’m late” Kellie’s sister Kristy said entering the house, a young boy following behind her “Everyone, this is Tommy” she said smiling “We have geometry together.”

“Merry Christmas” Tommy said to them.

“Oh god not another one” Ken groaned, he then took his drink back from Lynda and took a big gulp.

~*~

Christmas music played softly inside Vicki’s house as people mingled, she and Emily sat on the couch together. Brian brought a plate of cookies over, setting them on the coffee table and sitting next to Vicki.

“Vicki, sweetheart, I want you to open this it’s from me” Jackie said handing her a present.

“Oh thank you so much, you didn’t have to do that” Vicki said.

“Oh don’t be silly of course I did” Jackie said.

Vicki tore the ribbon off the box and pulled off the lid “It’s a baby book” she said.

“That is so adorable” Emily said.

“This is so great, thank you” Vicki said hugging her.

“You’re welcome sweetie” Jackie said.

“This is perfect” she said flipping through the blank pages just waiting to be filled.

“Honey, this is from me” Lizzie said handing her a small box.

“Oh mom” Vicki said pulling off the wrapping and opening the box. “It’s a baby’s first Christmas ornament” Vicki said pulling it from the bubble wrap “Mom, this is so cute” she said looking at it.

“Is that marker?” Brian asked noticing the year had been changed.

“Okay so I altered it a bit” Lizzie said “I hope you like it” she said.

“Thanks mom” Vicki said, she and Brian looked at each other and kissed softly.

~*~

A light snow fell outside, Nick and Sasha laughed as they entered the diner.

“Well what are you two doing here? It’s Christmas Eve” Marla said.

“Sash was craving your hot chocolate” Nick said as they pulled their coats off and took a seat in a booth.

“Oh honey I know that feeling, coming right up” Marla said to them as she went back into the kitchen.

“Sure your mom doesn’t mind you taking off?” Nick asked her rubbing his hands together for warmth.

“I think my mom understands pregnancy cravings” she said.

“It was really cool of her to get me a gift” Nick said “And your dad and your brothers didn’t want to kill me for once” he said happily.

“I can be pretty persuasive” Sasha said “Plus I am very hormonal and my mom told them that if any of them made me cry there’d be hell to pay” Sasha said happily.

“Here we go, two hot chocolates” Marla said carrying a tray over to the table.

“Thank you” Nick said sliding a mug over to Sasha “What are you still doing here? Don’t you close early on Christmas eve?” he asked her.

“That was the plan but unfortunately our plans were postponed due to weather” Marla said to her.

“Aw I’m sorry” Sasha said.

“Oh don’t worry about it, can I get you anything else? Cookies? Cake? Pie? French fries covered in hot fudge?” Marla asked.

Nick looked at her disgusted “Eww” he said.

“Don’t knock it until you try it” Sasha said to him.

“Enjoy” Marla said to them.

“Thanks Marla” Sasha said to her.

“Wow, look at that” Nick said about the snow coming down outside.

“It’s beautiful isn’t it?” Sasha asked.

“We need some Christmas music” Nick said sliding out of the booth and going to the jukebox, he slipped a quarter inside and pressed a button.

“Have yourself a merry little Christmas…” Frank Sinatra began to croon.

Marla shut the lights off, the sky outside became a light pink, a small Christmas tree in the corner filled the diner with a illustrious glow.

~*~

Melissa held Adam up to the tree to let him look at it “Merry Christmas Adam” Melissa said kissing his cheek.

“Okay everyone dinner is served” Michelle announced, everyone filed inside the dining room, Jessica sat next to Jeremy, Zoey nestled safely in her arms.

AJ sat next to Melissa, Adam cradled snugly in his arms.

They joined hands and her dad started to speak “Dear Lord, we come to you today to thank you for this food and to thank you for letting us celebrate this holiday season with the newest additions to the family.” “My grandson Adam and My granddaughter Zoe” “Amen” they all said ending their prayer “Let’s eat” her dad said before they all dug into a glorious Christmas ham.

~*~

Vicki sat in a chair, a pen in her hand as she scribbled something onto one of the pages of the baby book.

“Whatcha doin' ?” Brian asked crouching down to her.

“Just finished one of your Christmas presents” she said standing up, placing her hand on her back.

“Oh yeah, what’s that?” he asked, she folded the back cover of the book and the pages backward, showing him the page she was writing on. “Full name: Bradley Jason Nickolas Littrell” he read, smiling “I love it” he said.

“Merry Christmas” she said.

“Merry Christmas” he said coming closer to her.

“Oh look at that” she said looking upward, he looked up to see a mistletoe hanging above them.

~*~

“Kellie, sweetheart, I found the book” Lynda said as she cradled Kyle in her arms, they sat snugly together on her couch, her mom handing Kevin a book.

“Oh great this is a classic” he said.

“Want to hear a story?” Kellie asked Kyle.

"Okay bedtime” Christina said taking Harry upstairs.

“Okay...Twas the night before Christmas and all through the house...” Christina started reading.

“...Not a creature was stirring not even a mouse, the stockings were hung by the chimney with care...” Kevin read.

“...In hopes that St. Nicholas would soon be there, the children were nestled all in their beds...” Christina read.

“...While visions of sugarplums danced in their heads...” Kevin read.

“...And mama in kerchief and I in my cap, had just settled down for a long winter's nap...” Christina read.

“...When out on the lawn there arose such a clatter, I sprang from the bed to see what was the matter” Kevin read.

“...Away to the window I flew like a flash, tore open the shutters and threw up the sash...” Christina read.

Kyle and Harry were both by this time fast asleep, yet he and Christina finished the story.

“...But I heard him exclaim as he drove out of sight...” Christina read.

“...Merry Christmas to all and to all goodnight” they both said before putting the sleeping infants in their cribs.

[justtluffythings]

HOME: Book 8 - CHAPTER EIGHT

MASTERLIST

December 28, 1991

Dear Charlie,

Merry Christmas!! I know I’m late, but better late than never right? And I may as well wish you a Happy New Year too, huh?

How has the visit from your parents been so far? They’ve been there for almost two weeks now, no? You didn’t mention it in your last letter so I wasn’t sure. I wish I was there, but I hope you’re having the best time with them! Please tell them I miss them.

I know you haven’t asked, but I’m sure you’re dying to know what the Christmas holidays have been like at Hogwarts. 

Ron has been teaching Harry wizard’s chess. Ron’s actually gotten quite good, y’know. I remember when I used to play with your dad; the pieces I borrowed from your mum never did like me very much, but Ron was always so fascinated with the game. He’d watch us play for hours if he could.

I hope you got the gifts I sent with Athena last week for you and your parents. Don’t eat all the sweets by yourself, you better share them! The kids all liked the gifts I got them, which was nice. I had them all around my office on Christmas morning after breakfast so they could open them. George, Fred, and Percy were bickering as usual, but it was so nice. It felt like being at the Burrow again. I also got Harry and Hermione gifts as well. I just couldn’t get Ron something and not them. It was so sweet watching Harry open his. I got him a broom servicing kit, and it wasn’t that big a deal, but I just felt like he had never really gotten presents before. It was quite sad really. Speaking of gifts, we all got our Weasley sweaters, and they’re just as soft and cozy as always. Say thanks to your mum for me, will you? And it’s okay if you didn’t, but did you send me anything? I just want to make sure Athena didn’t lose it.

Christmas dinner that night was amazing; it felt just like my first Christmas in the wizarding world that I spent at Hogwarts. It really brought me back. And you know what? I’m only just realizing you’ve never spent a Christmas here. You’ve missed out on such an experience, it’s so magical. Maybe next year, you can come spend Christmas here at the castle with me. I’m sure Dumbledore wouldn’t mind. I was sitting up at the head table with all the professors this time, of course, and they were all drinking and getting drunk. It was really funny to see them like that. I didn’t drink much though, it just felt weird being there without you. I left dinner early and went for a walk by the lake. I can tell that Squish misses you, maybe almost as much as I do. Or maybe he feels how much I miss you and is reflecting my sadness. I don’t know, but it’s just weird.

I never go looking for trouble! Since when do I go looking for trouble? That being said, I can’t make any promises, because if the trouble finds me, I’ll have to do what I can to protect the students. That’s my job now, I can’t just leave it to the other professors. But I do promise that I’ll be careful, and I’ll do my best not to get hurt. I might still get them to write you those letters though, I like when you worry about me.

This is the biggest bloody load of shit ever. You’re working with dragons… everyday… and you’re telling me there’s nothing new to share? No updates, no crazy stories, no wild tales of adventure and near death experiences? Why? Was your mother standing over your shoulder as you were writing that letter? Because there’s really no other explanation.

Miss you loads,

Veronica

***

January 11, 1992

Ronnie,

My parents’ visit is going well. They’ve been enjoying exploring Romania. They head back to London tomorrow though, and I’m ready for them to go and for me to get back into my routine.

Sorry, I didn’t get you anything this year, I’ve just been so busy with work, it slipped my mind.

I’m glad you had a good Christmas.

Miss you more,

Charlie

[adamgant]

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Wrapped in Red

AN: Merry Christmas lovies! hope you like it.

Y/n had figured out how to finally tell Harry how she felt. Since he told her he was going to break up with Olivia, she had been trying to find the perfect way to come clean.

They had been friends for a long time. Y/n met Harry through Gemma back in 2017 and she'd had a crush on him for even longer. She had never intended to tell him she loved him because she always assumed she'd get over it. When he was with Olivia, however, she realised she would never be happy with anyone else, especially since she's so close to his entire family.

One thing was for certain, she could not lose him and that was why it had taken so long to figure it out. She wanted it to be subtle enough that she could brush it off if he didn't get it or if he didn't feel the same, but obvious enough that he could understand and if he felt the same hopefully he would make a move. So, when she found out that she was not only invited to his family's holiday celebrations this year but that one of the activities was karaoke, she knew just what she had to do.

So, here she was sitting next to Harry while Gemma and Michael made an absolute mockery of 'Total Eclipse of the Heart' in front of them. She turned to look at her love and his head was thrown back cackling. He was so beautiful. She leaned over to whisper in his ear.

"H, stop. This is a very serious performance for your sister."

She couldn't keep her faux serious expression in place long as he raised an eyebrow in challenge.

"Oh really? She tell you that?" He smirked.

"Yes, actually. She told me it was a dream of hers to best you this year in the entertainment department." She said it with a smile and he busted out laughing again.

Just as he was about to respond the song ended.

"Y/n you're next," Gemma spoke into the microphone.

"What?! I thought Anne was next."

"She was but you and my brother wouldn’t shut up so I changed the order." Gemma gave her a knowing look and Y/n felt her anxiety heighten. She had told her her plan and now that was proving to have been a bad idea.

"Okay. Just give me one second, I'll be right back."

She ran out of the living room and into her guest room to change. She slipped on a red silk dress and fastened a Christmas bow to her hair. She looked herself over in the mirror and whispered, "here goes nothing" to herself.

When she walked back into the living room everyone went silent. After a beat, Gemma and Anne started fake catcalling her, which dissipated her anxiety a bit and caused her to laugh.

"Thank you, thank you," she spoke into the mic at them. "I chose my song very carefully this year and I really hope you like it." She made eye contact with Harry as she said the last bit.

"Everybody's happy, snow is falling down." She looked at each guest as she sang. "Prayers are bein' answered, miracles all around."

She started to loosen up and made eye contact with Harry again as she sang, "From afar, I've loved you, but never let it show and every year another December comes and goes."

She was pretty sure he had already caught on as his eyes went wide.

"Always watchin', never reachin', but this Christmas, I'm gonna risk it all. This Christmas, I'm not afraid to fall."

She really let herself get lost in the words. She threw her head back and let her hips sway.

"So I'm at your door with nothing more than words I've never said. In all this white, you'll see me like you've never seen me yet. Wrapped in red." She motioned to her dress on the last line, eliciting laughs from the crowd.

"Blue is where I've been. Green can't buy me you. Silver bells remind me that mistletoe's for two." She saw that Harry had relaxed some so she started walking around the room this verse. "So I found a color that only tells the truth. That paints a picture of how I feel for you."

Now she was stood right in front of him, singing to him alone.

"This Christmas, I'm gonna risk it all. This Christmas, I'm not afraid to fall. So I'm at your door with nothing more than words I've never said. In all this white you'll see me like you've never seen me yet, wrapped in red."

She opened her eyes not realising she had closed them and saw he had the biggest smile on his face. So, she finished with a burst of confidence.

"I'll never feel you, if I don't tell you." He reached out and grabbed her hand.

"This Christmas, I'm gonna risk it all. This Christmas, I'm not afraid to fall. So I'm at your door with nothing more than words I've never said. In all this white you'll see me like you've never seen me yet. Wrapped in red. Wrapped in red."

The music slowed to a stop and the room burst out into cheers.

"Thank you guys." She sat down as if nothing had happened.

"Was that what I think it was?" Harry said from next to her.

"That depends, what do you think it was?"

The others, who sensed that the conversation they were about to have was a private one, scurried off into the kitchen.

"You love me?" He said.

"Yes. I'm sorry if this is totally the wrong way to go about it, public and cheesy, but I thought I could brush it off easier this way."

"How long have you known?"

"Since you started dating Camille." She bit her lip. "I just always thought it would go away. I didn't want to lose you or Gemma but when you were with Olivia," she could barely say her name, "I realised I'd never be able to. So, when you two broke up, I started planning how to tell you."

"I wish you had done it differently."

"You're right this was a terrible idea." She started to get up to run away, feeling embarrassed.

"No, that's not what I mean." He grabbed her hand and pulled her back down onto the couch. "I wish you'd said something sooner because then I could've done this." He leaned in and kissed her briefly then pulled back and said, "sooner."

"Oh." It was all she could say.

"I've been in love with you since Gem introduced us practically, but I thought I didn't have a chance."

"Really? You thought you didn't have a chance? Have you seen yourself?"

He laughed at that and nodded.

"I have." He scanned over her body and said, "But have you seen yourself? 'Sides, you never made a move so."

"Agree that we're both stupid and move on?" She giggled.

"Just come here." He pulled her into another kiss. This one much longer and deeper.

"Merry Christmas Harry," she said when they parted.

"And to think all I got you was a t-shirt," he said.

She busted out laughing.

"It's okay. It's already the best Christmas ever."

And it really was.

[harrysfolklore]

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[hdowlpost]

OWL GIFTS for @uncannycerulean

"Dining with the Devil" - The Daily Prophet Summary:

THIS JUST IN!!

Harry Potter was Spotted with none other than the dazzling reformed advocate, Draco Malfoy inside a seedy cafe at Diagon! Is this just another case-related meeting? Or is there something more brewing under the surface!? Find out more on page two of our latest issue, along with Rita Skeeter's new scoop on the mysterious mistress of Mr. Marington (page 17).

Don't miss out on the exclusive, brought to you by the greatest wizard magazine in the UK!! Art Medium: Digital Art Rating: G Contains: Exclusive article, advocate!Draco Malfoy, newspapers Notes: It is safe to say that I've had the greatest time of my life creating this piece! XDD To dear @uncanny_cerulean, I know this is not fully in line with the specific prompts you gave, but you mentioned you like our boys with unusual jobs and my mind just went with it. While Auror Harry is no new trope, I know for a fact that we have rarely seen advocate Malfoy in action, so I thought why not? I hope you like it! Merry Christmas and happy holidays! I'd like to take a moment to thank my amazing beta L, who came to my rescue at the very last moment with their very detailed insights and constructive suggestions to improve this piece as a whole. I thoroughly enjoyed our conversations and in general, am excited to continue our newfound friendships over fics and art! A big thank you also goes to the mods for being the most understanding and helpful people I know. You guys are frankly the reason why I keep coming back to this fest every year. Know that you all are amazing!!

A Missing Mug and Mysterious Memos Summary: Draco is already dejected about the prospect of not spending Christmas with Harry. He did not need his favourite mug to go missing too. Word Count: 800 Rating: G Contains: Established relationship Notes: Dear uncanny_cerulean, I couldn’t go past your first prompt, ‘Who keeps stealing Draco's mugs from the ministry kitchen?’ I had lots of fun planning and writing this little mystery for you. Hope you enjoy the cryptic clues! Thanks to the Owlpostmasters for their enduring patience and my beta B for saving my behind.

From Antarctica, Love Draco Summary: Draco had known that he would be gone for an extended period of time in the remote wilds of the Antarctic circle without any way to contact home. He wouldn't get to enjoy any of the comforts of his cozy London flat, with its adjustable heating and cooling charms or king sized bed with silk sheets and a dozen pillows for even longer. Draco had been fine with that. Welcomed it, even. Yet Harry’s eyes haunt him, even in the most remote of places. Word Count: 2.3k Rating: Mature Contains: climate specialist Draco, Antarctica, Antarctic expedition, lovable scientist ocs, getting together, pining, Harry falls first, Draco falls harder Notes: For uncannycerulean, I hope you enjoy this little science meets magic fic from one biologist to another. I honestly quite love this universe, and may have to write more! Happy holidays! Huge thanks to Teii for the beta and additional research! And as always, thank you to the mods for all you do!