#and there is even less shame opening all the boxes in the advent calendar the day you get it

[fatiguing-thoughts]

“Advent Calendars” - Day 1 - Embry Call x Reader

I walk into Sam and Emily’s house carrying the shopping bags in my arms. I went to Target to get more of my shampoo, but found something even better-- advent calendars. 

What better way to get everyone psyched for Christmas than advent calendars? The boys literally never stop eating, it’ll be a fun countdown. 

I hear bodies stomping their way over to the front door, oh how I miss my boys. 

“Hey baby.” Embry breaks through the door first, kissing my forehead and hugging me before he takes all the bags from my hands. 

“Oooh, did you bring snacks, (Y/N)?” Quil eyes the bags, forgetting to even say hi. 

“Kinda.” I giggled, stepping through the doorway, saying my greetings to everyone else in the kitchen. 

“Hey there, (Y/N).” Emily greets with a hug, walking away from the oven. 

“Hey Emily. I got you something, too.” I smile.

“What did you get us?!?” Jared screams, earning a light slap on the arm from Kim.

“Jared, don’t be rude.” She scolds, laughing lightly. 

“Ouch, babe. That was pretty mean.” He pouts. 

“Buuut, what did you bring for us?” Quil wiggles his eyebrows at me. 

“I got everyone advent calendars.” I laugh. 

“The chocolate things?” Paul asks, muffin falling from his mouth. 

“Yes, the chocolate things. That you eat one day at a time.” I emphasize. 

“Woah, you think I have that much self control?” Quil asks, astonished. 

“You know, you’re really asking for a lot, (Y/N). These guys have zero self control.” Jacob laughs. 

“Well, if you use them right, you get another gift on Christmas as a reward.” I retaliate. 

“Say less.” Jared nods, determined to secure another gift. 

Too bad he doesn’t know it’ll only be cookies. Even though they’d probably prefer those anyway. 

“Ladies first.” I say, walking around to all of the women and giving them their calendars. 

Leah gets a snowman, Emily gets Rudolph, Kim got Santa, and Rachel got the Star Wars one. 

“Yeah, they’re all for kids. I think they still fit well for us, though.” I laugh. 

“I think we’re still kids. You know, if kids were massive and could turn into giant wolves. Those kinda kids.” Quil states, earning a nod from Embry and Jared. 

“You’re a real thinker, aren’t you bud?” Jacob snarkily remarks. 

“Quil is an intellectual.” Embry defends, but can’t keep a straight face as he forces the words from his mouth. Putting his hands up as an apology to Quil. 

Oh how he looked so beautiful, doing absolutely everything he did. 

“And for all the boys…” I lead off. 

“I hope we got Star Wars too!” Embry looks at me with gleaming eyes. 

“Uh, almost. They didn’t have a lot of those.” I smirk. 

“I’m so excited.” Seth smiles. 

“Okay boys, close your eyes and put your hands out.” I announce. 

They all followed suit, and I look back to the girls showing them the calendars I picked for them, earning smiles all around, stifling their laughs. 

I go around, giving one to each boy. I end with Embry, kissing the top of his head. 

“Alright, open!” I announce. 

“Oh my god.” Jacob groans.

“Are you kidding?” Paul shouts, laughing. 

“(Y/N)!” Quil and Jared scream. Sam sits there, chuckling to himself. 

“Awe, these are so cute!” Seth laughs to himself. 

“Babe, you gave us… Paw Patrol?” Embry asks me, stifling a laugh. 

“I mean, I thought it fit you guys perfectly.” I smirk. 

“I can’t believe that they had Star Wars, and you gave me… Paw Patrol?!” Embry whines, placing his hand over his heart; faking his heartache. 

“It’s a real shame, isn’t it?” I tease. 

The girls now, laughing at the shock on the boys’ faces.

“Oh come on, it looks just like you guys!” Leah teased. 

“Leah, I don’t look like a bulldog! I look like a scary, badass wolf!” Quil exclaims at her. 

“Oh yeah, big scary wolf boy.” She laughs at him.

I walk over to Embry, sitting down on his lap and running my fingers through the hair on the nape of his neck. 

“Hey baby.” He says, nuzzling his head into the crook of my neck, inhaling my perfume. 

“Hey there, Em.” 

“Thank you for the chocolate.” He leaves a small, innocent kiss on my neck. 

“Of course, Em.” I smile. 

“Looks like someone already lost.” Jacob laughs. 

“What?” Quil looks around, pretending to look for the loser who already ate too much chocolate. 

“Quil! It’s December 1st. We had them for five minutes, how did you already screw this up?” I laugh at him.

“(Y/N), in my defense-- you handed me a box full of tiny chocolates and expected me to actually stop after one? Who do you think I am? What do you think I’m capable of?” He defends himself. 

“Apparently you’re not capable of much.” Embry laughs into my neck, hot air warming the base of my neck, sending shivers down my spine. 

“Hey, that’s pretty mean.” Quil pouts. 

“Hey, don’t copy me.” Jared throws his old napkin at Quil’s head. 

“Okay, calm down boys.” Emily warns.

I look down and take Embry’s large hand into mine. Appreciating the warmth radiating off his beautiful, russet skin. Oh how he just felt like home. 

“Hey, I love you.” I whisper into his ear. 

“Oh (Y/N), I love you more than I could ever describe.” He whispers back, kissing the tip of my nose, leaving butterflies fluttering through my stomach. 

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Word Count: 914 

I hope you all enjoyed this! Sorry for the late upload, shit’s been crazy in my life. I love you all :* 

Thank you for reading, I hope you enjoy this series!

[shipmistress9]

Sex Toy Advent Calendar: Day 6: Purple U-shaped Vibe

Fandom: HTTYD

Rating: E

Pairing: Hiccup/Astrid

Words: 3130

Summary: Day 6 of the Sex Toy Advent Calendar. Today's toy makes up for any previous disappointment. And leaves Hiccup and Astrid eager for further explorations.

AN: I ran a bit into a wall with this one. At some point, I had to delete half of what I'd written for this chapter because it wasn't working, and then RL became pretty tough. Ah, well. At least it's finished now. And in the meantime, I had a lot of fun making notes for the future parts of this series. ^^

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Today, it was Hiccup’s turn to be thrumming with anticipation as he and Astrid went to open today’s box. After yesterday's disappointment —though everything had turned out more than bearable in the end—her excitement had noticeably dampened. It wasn’t that she wasn’t looking forward to seeing what was in today’s box, but more that she'd lowered her expectations. Which was a shame, really. 

Hiccup didn’t know for sure which gift they got today. But he'd seen a rough overview of which toys would be in this calendar when he’d bought it, and… Well, the fact that there were two black boxes with the golden letters saying ‘six’ was giving away a lot, especially with the additional information printed on the smaller one in his hand. 

“So, what does it say there?” Astrid asked, eyeing the tiny box skeptically. 

“It says that we can use this charging cable for the boxes 6, 12, and 24,” he said smugly. Then he nodded at the other, slightly bigger box in her hands. “Don't you want to take a look?”

Astrid's mouth had turned into a perfect O, her eyes now alight with new excitement. The sight made Hiccup smile. She was so beautiful like this. With quick eager motions, she tore the box open and held up its content. 

“Okay, and what is this?”

“Well, it’s not a cock ring,” he replied in a light, teasing tone. 

Astrid regarded him with a flat stare.

Chuckling, Hiccup took the purple u-shaped device out of her hands. “It’s a vibrator, obviously. If I remember correctly, it’s called Double Joy. A fitting name, because, well, both sides have their use.” He pointed at the differing ‘arms’ of the U. “The thinner side here is meant to go inside you, while the thicker side with the flared and flattened shape here is supposed to cover your clit. Both sides vibrate, individually if you want. Also, the bit that goes inside you is so narrow that I should easily fit in as well. That way, we can both feel the vibrations and also each other, and your clit gets attention, too.”

Astrid’s lips twitched in amusement as she glanced at him. “Someone’s done his homework, as it seems,” she teased. Then her attention returned to the vibrator. “But I admit, this sounds interesting. Should we try it right away?”

Chuckling, Hiccup shook his head. He wasn’t surprised at her eagerness, not at all. It was Sunday, so they both were off work today and had the entire day for themselves. And, well, she was Astrid. 

But sadly, they would have to wait. “Remember this?” He held up the other box, the charging cable. “It has a build-in batterie and needs to charge first. Besides, there’s something else this thing can do, and I think you’re going to want and explore this option before we get started.” 

“Who says we can only use it once?” she asked, attempting to look innocent and failing spectacularly. “But okay, the charging is a valid argument. So let's get this connected, and then you can tell me aaaaaall about its other features.”

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Astrid’s eyes were gleaming as she went through the app’s options. She was thrilled, just like Hiccup had expected. 

“Okay, this alone is worth getting this calender,” she proclaimed after a few minutes. “I can control both sides of the vibrator individually, right here in the app. Strength and rhythm, and…” she paused, her eyes growing wide. “Oooohh. I can even connect it to a playlist and it pulses along with the music?” She smirked at him. “We’re definitely going to try this!”

Having expected nothing else, Hiccup nodded, and then leaned in to show her another feature. “Then I hope you have a fitting playlist saved. Anyway, see this here? It’s a partner feature.”

She squinted at her display. “Okay? And what does it do?”

“Once paired with your phone, only you can control the vibrator. For safety. However, you can decide to temporarily give this control over to another specific app user. For example, we could go out with you wearing it, but I control it. It’s apparently extra silent, so nobody at a restaurant or at the cinema would hear it. Well, unless your moans grow too loud.” He threw her a cheeky smirk, but had to bite back a laugh at the dazed look on her face. Oh, she liked that idea, didn’t she? 

Hiccup felt smug, having found this toy and within the fun context of this calendar, no less. She’d voiced interest in such a toy every now and then, and he was sure that it would see plenty of use. 

Intent on teasing her further, he stepped behind her, hands on her hips and letting her feel how thinking about the possibilities didn’t leave him unaffected either. “You could also take it with you when you have to go on a business trip again,” he murmured against her neck. “And then you could allow me control over it when we video chat before going to sleep. I could make you come and watch you, even without being there.”

Astrid moan, and a shiver ran through her body. She leaned into him, her cute butt pressing at his growing erection. “That sounds intriguing,” she murmured.

“Or you could wear it when you go to work,” he went on, voice low and rough now. “I wouldn’t know what you’re doing or how aroused you already are, but I could keep playing with the control the entire day through. I wonder what your annoying co-worker would say if you interrupt another one of her self-praises with an orgasm.”

Astrid nearly choked on breathy laughter, the image no doubt appealing to her. “Mmm, we should definitely keep that option in mind. How much longer until that thing is charged and ready for use?”

“Another hour, I fear,” he said after glancing at his watch. He wished he could give her a more satisfying answer, but that was the instruction he’d read up in advance. By now, he was pitching a full tent in his loose lounging bottoms. But they could bridge an hour by doing something else… right? 

It was a long hour. Astrid played some more with her new app, arranging playlists or something, while Hiccup made a food plan for the week to determine which ingredients he would have to get. Although he’d have to double-check it later with how… distracted he was. 

Every few minutes, Astrid’s eyes flicked toward the clock hanging over their TV, and every time, she gave an impatient sigh. It made Hiccup grin, her eagerness and curiosity so wonderfully blatant and so cute. Not that he wasn’t interested in seeing what this toy could do, but there was just something so refreshing and endearing about watching her that he was almost sad when the waiting was over. But only almost. 

When the hour was over—Astrid apparently had even set an alarm—she jumped up and all but ran toward their bedroom. Hiccup followed her, chuckling, and found her kneeling on the bed. She held the vibe in her one hand and her phone in the other, and let out a victorious “Ha!” the moment he sat down next to her. 

“It’s working?” He crawled behind her onto the bed, stabilising himself with his hands on her waist as he looked over her shoulder.

“Looks like it, yes.” She tapped a few buttons on her phone, and the vibrator buzzed to life. “Excellent!”

“And what’s your plan now?” he asked, a little bemused as she turned it off again and shifted until she lay on her back. “What do you want to try with it?” 

She smirked. “Oh, you’ll see.” 

With one swift motion, she pushed her bottoms and underwear down, giving him an unimpeded view of her lower half, and brought the toy down to her entrance. Hiccup’s breath caught in his throat as he watched it slip inside her, easily, as if it belonged there. It really was proof of how aroused and eager she was that even after an hour of waiting she was wet enough to not need the tiniest bit of foreplay or lube. 

To his slight disappointment, though, she then pulled her clothes up again and reached for her phone. A moment later, a low tune sounded through the room and Astrid’s eyes fluttered shut with a soft moan. The vibrator was indeed surprisingly quiet, Hiccup could only hear it because he was listening for it and there were no other noises around them, anyway. With his heart beating a little faster, he let out a low grunt as he watched her, clearly luxuriating in the invisible stimulation. She was so beautiful like this. 

She held her hand out toward him, reaching for him. “Come here,” she purred.

Hiccup obliged happily, covering her with his body as she pulled him into a deep kiss. Her hips moved in time with the music coming from her phone, grinding herself against his thigh and making her mewl. 

Oh, this was hotter than he’d expected. He could probably continue just like this, lazily making out, kissing her with one hand slowly combing through her hair, and she’d still come sooner rather than later. But tempted as he was—they had the entire day free, after all, and nothing was stopping them from just spending countless hours in bed—he still wanted to do a little more, go a little further. 

He sat up, much to her complaint, and removed his shirt with one quick motion, then leaned down to resume kissing her. Astrid hummed happily as his hand splayed over her breast, squeezing her through her thin vest before it slipped beneath the fabric to peel it off her. She wriggled to help him, but instead nearly arched off the bed when the music switched to a quicker part for a short while and the toy apparently followed along. 

“F-fuck!” she cursed, eyes out of focus as she gazed past him at the ceiling. Her fingers were digging into his arms, her hips moving in search of that elusive stimulation. “This… this is…”

“Oh, this is going to be fun,” Hiccup mused idly, mouthing at her ear. “I think I love this toy already.” 

Astrid didn’t reply and just moaned weakly as he moved down her body and pulled aside the cups of her bra with his teeth. Her nipples were sensitive already and quickly hardened beneath his tongue, so much fun to play with. 

He kept it light for now, merely teasing her. But with half an ear, he listened to the music, and right before he knew another quicker part would come, his lips closed around the hard bud and he sucked, harshly. It made her mewl with longing, and when the music and vibrations grew stronger again, Astrid cried out, limps shaking and hands tightening into fists in his hair. 

Three times he repeated this pattern until she came undone beneath him with a beautiful scream. Her entire body spasmed as waves of pleasure crashed through her, her eyes rolling back into her head. It was a memorable sight, one Hiccup wished he could capture in a drawing later on. She was so utterly beautiful when in the throes of pleasure, so irresistible, so alluring. Just watching her made him feel as if he was about to come himself.

When it was over, she almost desperation reached out, whimpering, and her arm wandered around on the bedcovers as if she was searching for something. It took Hiccup a second to cotton on, still mesmerised by her sight. But then he understood, grabbed her phone lying next to her head, and turned the music off. The low buzzing stopped as well and a moment later, Astrid fell back onto the bed, blissful and relaxed.

“Oh, wow,” she gasped, her head lolling to the sight and with a huge grin on her face. “Okay, this baby alone was worth everything. That was awesome!” 

Chuckling, Hiccup sat up and took in more of her sight. Not even halfway undressed but with her hair sticking to her sweaty forehead and neck, she looked the picture of debauchery. 

“I’m glad to hear that. So I guess the hour of waiting wasn’t that unbearable, retrospectively?”

She let out a shaky laugh. “I’d say it was even more unbearable now that I know what I was missing out on. But just for the records. When I take this baby with me to work, promise me you won’t use the highest setting. I don’t want to fall off my chair when my body just stops responding.”

Hiccup laughed. The image was certainly intriguing, but he’d also noticed something else. She’d said when and not if. Somehow, that didn’t even surprise him. 

What did surprise him though was when Astrid suddenly reached up and pulled him into a blistering kiss. He’d thought that with the apparent intensity of her orgasm just now, she needed a slight break at least. But, obviously, he’d been wrong. Once, he was close enough again, her hands were all over him, roaming over his skin in a show of very obvious eagerness. 

Not one to complain, Hiccup let her guide him, getting rid of her shirt and bra, and enjoyed the sensation of hot skin against his own. Her hands on his back, her legs entangled with his own, her hips grinding against him, slow but insistent. 

“You’re sure you don’t need a break?” Even with how eager she was, he still had to ask, to make sure. “You’re not too sensitive?” 

She chuckled, breathy. “Actually, I am. Just a little, though. But no, I don’t need a break. Don’t want one. I want more.”

Groaning at her needy tone, Hiccup didn’t resist when she pushed his bottoms down and reached for his cock. After her lewd display, he was already hard, the touch of her hand more than welcome on his heated flesh. She stroked him slowly, her eyes drinking in his reaction, and he had to fight not to thrust into her grip in his eagerness. 

Getting rid of her remaining clothes was merely a formality, and before long, she guided his cock to slip inside her along with the toy. Even with how slim this part of the vibrator was, it was a noticeably tighter fit than usual, and at first, they struggled to find the right angle. Once inside though, Hiccup sighed as her silken heat surrounded him. She was so hot, so tight, and just so… so… Astrid!

She was biting her lip when he glanced down at her, her eyes pressed shut and brows furrowed. 

“Are you okay?” His voice was rough with desire, but her well-being was more important. 

Letting out a keening noise, low and needy, Astrid nodded. “I am. Just intense. But good.” 

To give her time to adjust, Hiccup leaned down, supporting his weight on his elbows, and breathed hot openmouthed kisses onto her jaw, down her neck, to her shoulders. It had the desired effect, distracting her and making her giggle. Then she pushed lightly against his chest with her flat hand, and Hiccup pushed himself up again, watching her curiously as she reached for her phone again. 

“Slowly at first, okay?”

Hiccup nodded and was about to say something in response when the vibrations set in. Instead, he just let out a weak groan, his eyes falling shut at the unfamiliar sensation. 

Oh, that felt good!

The toy wasn’t long enough to reach all the way along his cock, but that wasn’t much of an issue. As he slowly pulled out and pushed in again, he found that the toy covered him well enough, and the vibrations were enough to send an additional thrill through his body, anyway. 

And the music… Astrid had picked a calm piece, beautiful, and it was easy to fall into the slow rhythm. It was almost like a dance, in a way. Not that he would call himself a skilled or anything but awkward dancer, but this was different. Easy. Letting the music set the pace for their movements, he enjoyed how it gave him time to indulge in their closeness, their intimacy. Exploring every part of her he could reach with his nose and mouth alone was something he so rarely got the chance to. 

After a while, the music changed, the beat becoming a little faster. It was a natural development to follow, Astrid meeting his thrusts perfectly, and her endless string of moans and breathless sobs as the vibrations grew stronger was a beautiful addition to the familiar melody. 

Hiccup was entirely lost in it all, watching, listening, feeling. The music grew faster, the vibrations stronger, his thrusts harder. On and on it went, a crescendo of sensations. 

Beneath him, Astrid was teetering on the edge of another orgasm, her fingernails digging deeply into his arms. It was pure perfection, and when the music reached its climax, the same was true for them as well. 

It was intense; Astrid screamed with no restraints, and Hiccup muffled his howl against her sweaty neck. Her clenching muscles were like a velvet device of pleasure around his thrumming cock, and the vibrations fuelled his orgasm even further. His hips seemed to move on their own, his thrusts carrying them through to the end even as his cum made her insides slick and slippery. 

“Oh, f-fuck,” he groaned weakly as he nearly collapsed on top of her. He managed to roll to the side instead, forehead pressed against her shoulder, but he kept his arm slung across her chest in a loose embrace. After this, she would need the closeness just as much as he did. 

Astrid fumbled with her phone and then cuddled closer to him once the music—and the vibrations—had stopped. “Yeah, that’s an accurate summary,” she sighed, giggling. She snuggled closer, blindly reaching for a blanket to ward off the cool air. They were both in desperate need of a shower, but that could wait for later. “I don’t know what else we’re going to find in this calendar, but I dare say this toy is one of my top favourites.”

Hiccup let out a tired laugh. He’d hoped for this to be a good one, but the reality was still so much better than his imagination. 

“And you know what’s the best part of it?”

Too exhausted for many words, he just hummed weakly for her to continue. 

She shifted until her lips reached his, and he thought he could feel her smirk as she kissed him. 

“The best part is that we still have the entire day to keep enjoying this toy.”

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AN: I bet neither of them will be able to walk anymore around noon at the latest. xD

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[firefly-in-darkness]

GOTG: Christmas Vol.1

Characters: Star-Lord, Gamora, Drax, Rocket and Groot (Platonic).

Prompt: Secret Santa

Word Count: 1.6k

Warnings: Nothing really, a bit of fluffiness..

A/N: This is for @holy-captain‘s challenge for reaching a follower milestone - congratulations! It’s the first time I have written for the Guardians of the Galaxy, hope you enjoy it!

Firefly’s Library & Masterlist

The Milano had started to look festive; tinsel was draped around the spaceship’s panels, baubles were tentatively hooked over bolts and a sprig of mistletoe hung above one of the doors. 

Y/N hummed along to Step into Christmas as she decorated stockings with glitter glue until she was distracted by the scene unfolding beside her. She watched Peter approach Gamora, his cockiness oozed into the atmosphere from the way he stretched and leant against the wall, his arm braced above the assassin’s head.

Thwack! Peter held his cheek with one hand and pointed above them with the other, “It’s mistletoe, you big turd blossom!”

 After the catastrophe of mistletoe, the Guardians were given a rundown on different traditions including the nativity, advent calendars and gift giving. Rocket’s ears pricked up at the idea of gifts and Y/N suggested they all participate in Secret Santa.

“But what if I like the gift I get for someone else more than they will?” Rocket questioned.

“Well, you’re supposed to give it to your recipient. Not keep it for yourself.” Y/N smiled as his thoughts flickered across his face.

“But what if I want it more?” Rocket held out his hand as an ultimatum. 

“Then I would keep it and get them something different.” Y/N patted Rocket on the head and returned her focus back to the decorations.

Peter was not impressed about ugly christmas jumpers, the offence was evident on his face as Y/N handed him a jumper, not too dissimilar from the one he wore as a kid. 

“Ha!” Rocket barked and shook his head.

“You must be so embarrassed!” Drax pointed at Quill, his body rocked with his laughter.

Groot huffed, rolled his eyes and continued to play the gameboy without any further response.

Y/N couldn’t help the happy tears that dropped as her hand held out the hat with each of the Guardians’ names on folded paper. “Enough guys, you need to pick someone!” 

  They all separated to various parts of the spaceship, thinking about what the recipient would like from their Secret Santa. Over the course of several days, the Guardians visited various planets to make sure they were prepared for Christmas day.

Y/N had picked Gamora and immediately knew a leather cuff would be a perfect addition to her outfit. At different times, the presents were left under the decorated arm that Groot had donated. 

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 Today was the day that the Guardian’s of the Galaxy would receive their gifts from their Secret Santa. Y/N and Rocket ate breakfast together in their matching reindeer antler headbands and were soon joined by Gamora wearing an elf hat. Y/N flicked on the music and the Jackson 5’s I Saw Mommy Kissing Santa Claus filled the room.

“Drax, why aren’t you ready for Secret Santa?” Y/N was puzzled, she had left a christmas themed outfit for everyone and had picked Drax to be Santa. 

Drax’s unblinkingly responded, “You said I am Santa, so if I wear it, it won’t be a secret anymore.”

Rocket put his head in his hand, “Urgh, this is like the time you thought you were invisible because you were standing still.”

“Drax, just put the hat on.” Gamora sighed and handed over the red hat with the white fluffy trim and bobble.

With one look at Y/N’s face and her crossed arms, he had learnt it was best to try and make her smile so Drax pulled it onto his head, “Ho ho ho! Is that right?”

She giggled and relaxed her arms before she called out to Groot, “Time to put the game down.”

With a huff, Groot put it away and adjusted the handmade star on his head. The unenthusiastic action did not go unmissed but Y/N chose to ignore it.

“Cmon, it's supposed to be fun and a family thing.” Y/N tried to jeer him into the festive spirit before she turned to place the presents on the table.

“I am Groot.” Mumbled the teenager.

“At least you don't have to wear these stupid antlers.” Rocket whispered to Groot.

“This hat is itchy.” Complained Drax as he pulled it around his head.

Y/N could hear the conversation behind her and tears pricked in her eyes. Before they could fall, she rushed past Peter and down into the sleeping quarters.

  “What did you do?” Peter glared and questioned the other guardians.

Rocket raised his arms in defense, “Why are you looking at me?” 

“Because upsetting Y/N is something a trash panda would do!”

Groot shrugged and continued to play his game whilst Drax ate his Zarg-nuts.

“You're all a bunch of idiots.” Gamora sighed, “Y/N wanted a special day and you've ruined it.”

Rocket scratched at the back of his neck, Drax hung his head in shame and Groot kicked at the ground. The three of them uncertain what to say or do.

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“Alright, Guardians, don’t forget this is for Y/N. Let’s put on our happy faces!”

Y/N could hear Quill’s pep talk and stifled a giggle behind the closed panel to the sleeping quarters, what were they up to?! She pulled the panel to see her friends dressed up in their christmas outfits holding various shaped presents.

Quill rubbed the back of his neck, “We realised you deserved better so you don’t have a Secret Santa, you have us crazy bunch of jerks.”

Y/N’s chest swelled with pride at the thought they had put into this, her smile didn’t falter as they walked to the table and chairs. “Thank you. Now let’s open these gifts!”

The Guardians took to their assigned seats with their stockings draped over the chairs and crackers set down on the table. Peter flicked on the sound system, Bruce Springsteen echoed through the speakers; You better watch out, you better not cry…

They all revealed their presents at once. Rocket was given a box of scrap metal and Groot had a new watering can. Gamora placed the cuff on her wrist with a twinkle in her eye, Drax had nearly munched his way through the pack of different flavoured Zarg-nuts as Peter placed his new troll doll at the front of the spaceship.

  Y/N looked at her gifts, Groot hadn’t wrapped his present but that did not make it any less perfect. Y/N placed the woven twigs and flowers on her head and kissed his cheek. She was uncertain which one to open next when Rocket nudged his closer and she snorted as he winked at her. The paper was ripped away to a metal box with a clasp at the front as she opened it, music filtered into the room. A soft melody played and tears welled in her eyes. She grabbed Rocket into a big hug and refused to let go as he squirmed.

“Thank you Rocket,” Y/N eventually let him go and placed a kiss to the top of his head. 

He blushed and turned to the side, “You’re welcome.”

  Gamora stood beside Y/N and handed her gift over. It was neatly wrapped and a bow had been placed at the top. She pulled at the string and unravelled the paper to reveal a jewelled dagger. Similar to Gamora’s one, yet, the red stones were dotted with Y/N’s favourite colour gems. Y/N clutched it to her chest in happiness and silently thanked Gamora with a huge smile then leant against the assassin’s hip.

Gamora stroked her hair, “You needed something more, you when we fight for the galaxy.”

  Drax walked around from the other side of his table and leant on the back of Y/N’s chair and held out the present he had wrapped with his other hand. She took it from him, it was oddly shaped and squishy. It made her hesitate to open it and she peeled away the paper slowly at first but as soon as she saw the purple of the fruit from a village they had visited recently visited, she tore the paper apart. Even though the present was the equivalent of an orange on Earth, it was the best fruit in the galaxy she had ever tried. 

Y/N squeezed Drax’s hand, “This is really thoughtful. Thank you.”

Drax grinned then patted her head as he left to go back to his seat. Quill shuffled in his seat to face Y/N and placed a surprisingly neatly wrapped present on the table in front of her.

She raised her eyebrow, “Did you wrap this?!”

He scoffed and shrugged his shoulders but did not give her an answer.

With pursed lips, Y/N loosened the taped corners to reveal a worn copy of Mary Poppins. The pages were dog-eared and stained in places, yet, the smell of the pages filled Y/N’s senses and it felt like home.

  Y/N thought of how different her life could have been if she had been brought up on Earth, not in space. Or if she didn’t spend all of her time with a bunch of criminals. Yet, here she was, with the best family she could have wished for.

  The Guardians noticed the way Y/N’s smile returned and she began to glow once more. 

She was the star of their Christmas family tree.

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Soleil Noir (Black Sun)

Orange hands slipped a dark blue hood off a pale face. Her strong arms were propped on either side of the cloaked petite girl now. Locking her in. The vibrant neon and a dark, slender brow were challenging her, when she looked back over the couch. As if there could be simply no way she could even begin to think it was anyone else other than her. The book’s worn pages were dented into her lap as it fell from her hands.

“Hey, Kom,” she murmured. “I wasn’t expecting you so soon…” She glanced quickly around the room to Starfire, whose displeased gaze avoided her own.

“Well, I’m here now, Rae Rae…” she sang in her ear. A naughty edge to her voice and a haughty, almost cruel smirk on her face. Her fingers reached up to rake through the silken purple. At last when the long digits came away, they had taken now to twirling a darkly colored lock of the younger girl’s hair. “You know, I just love… your hair.” The pale took a sharp intake of breath at her words. “But you know that… Long or short.” Her strong arms bare as she shrugged as she tossed her own. “Well… it’s nothing short of beautiful.”

The other Tamaranean’s neon green eyes had transformed from angry to outraged. And her arms were folded much too tightly around Silkie. Almost as if she forgot she was holding the poor pet. The little larvae looked unwell. Just a touch bluer than normal.

Raven sighed and narrowed her eyes. She liked her girlfriend and her touches very much, but she knew the truth. Blackfire was overdoing it even more than she usually did. It was fine in private, but this was different. This time it was to get another rise out of her sister. Who just so happened to be Raven’s best friend. She hoped that they could all get past this, but it looked like it was working.

The double doors slid open. “Starfire?” the Titans leader called. He looked pleased to see her. “Hey! There you are.” Raven was glad for the distraction in the form of Nightwing. Everyone knew how Starfire felt about the Wonder Boy. She just hoped her disdain for Blackfire was to a lesser degree than the strength of her feelings for Dick.

She turned to him a fraction. Almost as if he were interrupting her from something. “Yes, Dick?” her tone was so harsh, Nightwing blinked in shock. “I am presently… occupied. Did you require something urgent?”

“Um no, I just…” He reached a hand out to put on her shoulder. She brushed it off. He frowned. “Hey, are you okay?”

“No. I am fine.” She turned away.

“Good. If you said you’re fine. That’s good.” He shifted and cleared his throat. “So um… I was thinking, there’s a sequel to that movie you liked. And it just started showing in the theater downtown. I was wondering if you maybe wanted to check it out tonight?”

“A film? Today…?” She asked surprised and with underlaced annoyance. “Now is not really the most optimal time, Dick.”

Silkie wheezed, clearly unable to take anymore. And with that squirmed out of her owner arms, shaking its misshapen tail back to its usual size. Slinking off to Starfire’s room to rest and rearrange its remaining organs no doubt.

“Okay… But you said that last week when I asked about dinner… Do you remember?” He swallowed. Trying to tread carefully.

“The timing is not optimal, Dick.” She repeated through gritted teeth. Starfire had grabbed the remote and began flipping distractedly. Her red mouth thinned further when out of the corner of her emerald eyes, she saw Blackfire wrapping her arms around Raven’s neck from behind the couch. Nuzzling her and whispering to her.

It looked very intimate.

“Komand'r…?” Raven asked, trying to keep calm and steady as she felt lips tugging on her lobe. “Please, maybe we shouldn’t -”

The seductive, accented voice spoke right in Raven’s ear. But it was loud enough for her sister, who was mere feet away to hear. “The Daughter of Trigon dating me… I cannot believe you agreed.” And she kissed her cheek sweetly. She blushed and glanced at her shyly. Raven lost herself for a moment. But then, her eyes slid over to her friend. She glanced fearfully at the younger Tamaranean, whose fists were shaking and flashing green.

The older girl now seated herself next to the sorceress on the couch. She pushed Raven back down, when she tried to suggest that they excuse themselves with the little dignity she had left. She was ignoring any protests from her. “You know how rare it is to find one who checks off my boxes.” She said aloud. She had everyone’s attention now. “As they are numerous. Really quite extensive.” This aside was more to herself. She looked up, tapping her cheek almost in wonder before she came back to herself, grinning. Flashing her white teeth. Warning or flirting, who could ever say with her? “But you… are exceptional. Yes… To find a being like you, on Earth, no less? How truly fortunate for me.” She gave Kori a wink.

Pretending she was unaware of her sister’s aversion to her. And as if things between the two of them weren’t tense. And like she should be happy for her sister’s relationship. As if they were all gabbing about their significant others. And Starfire being her girlfriend’s best friend knew exactly what Blackfire was talking about.

Oh no. Not this again.

Raven thought she saw the other alien’s eyes flashing a brighter green as if she was charging up for an attack. “Kom, come on,” she warned, futilely. She never wanted to be in the middle of this. Between her girlfriend and her sister. What did they want her to do? Could she be expected to pick a side in this war that had began what seemed like a lifetime ago? And before she knew either of them no less.

“Power, beauty, intelligent… A knockout body… What a standout combination.” And then she kissed her hard, pressing herself onto her. Her hot tongue working furiously into Raven’s mouth. Raven gasped, her eyes slid shut briefly - she couldn’t help it. Blackfire was really very skilled. There was no denying it. And clearly she was a bit of an exhibitionist. Her girlfriend was moaning a little sexier and louder than necessary. All but taking her right on the couch. It was the last straw. Starfire roared, the remote disintegrating right in her hand. She gripped the couch with enough force to break it. It creaked loudly and they sprang apart. Raven grabbed Blackfire’s hand and led her away. Enough was enough. Blackfire grinned over Raven’s shoulder at her sister.

Green eyed slits were on fire and her ears were smoking. Dick still seemed oblivious, or at least he was trying to be. He still tried again. “S-star. I understand if you need time, but we can talk -”

“Not now, Dick!” Starfire growled as she turned to him. The green eyed monster had taken her place. Dick’s hair stood on end.

“I’m sorry Kori. I’ll leave you alone.” He turned sheepishly. “Find me later?” A loud roar was the only response he received. “Right… Bye.”

Cyborg walked in whistling. It was the best time: Sports Center time. Or maybe some video games. He had just been working on his improvements for the security system for the last three hours and he couldn’t wait. He looked beside the television. Nothing. Under the pillows. Nothing. No. “What happened to the remote? And the couch?”

The blue cloaked girl had returned to the scene of the crime after her lunch date. She retrieved her book from the remains of the couch. “Oh. Sorry, Cy… I don’t know what to say.” Raven shrugged. He gave her a look. It clearly wasn’t the state of living room that he disapproved of.

“Look I… I’m sorry.” He placed a comforting hand on her shoulder. She hung her head in shame.

“Don’t worry, I’ll just catch up Sports Center another time.” He gave her a stern look. “But tomorrow, you and I - we’ll get a new remote and a new couch - a better one.” She proffered a small smile and phased through the floor.

“Man,” said Beast Boy, appearing out of nowhere. “How does Raven have two girlfriends without even trying, but I can barely keep one?”

“Really BB, that is your takeaway from all of this?” Had everyone gone insane?

“Um, yes. Because it seems like I’m the one acting normal around here.” He waved his hand in front of his best friends face. “Hello? Two girlfriends? And not to mention hot girlfriends-”

Cyborg glared at him. They both froze when they saw Nightwing walk in. He turned back the way he came. The doors slammed behind him.

Beast Boy gulped, running a hand through his hair. He felt bad for Nightwing. Being a casualty in all this. But, he stood by it. Hell, it had been like this for months now, he was the only one who had the balls to actually say it aloud. As usual, it had been delivered in the form of a joke. But in truth, he knew how. The effect the resident dark girl could have on a person.

It was the very reason why she had two Tamaranean powerhouses practically at war to the death over her.