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xsezzie · 1 year ago

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Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon, Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas @chibimochii !!! I am your @squealing-santa this year~!

I finally got to write for these two and I really hope you enjoy it. Also my first time participating in this event so it was interesting to try, I hope did okay!

Word Count: 1.1k

Warnings: It's tickling???

AO3 Post

Neuvillette is eager to spend some of the festive season with Wriothesely this year... although Neuvillette has received some questionable and unsightly attire.

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“What’s this?”

Wriothesely stared at the rare visitor in front of him. His serious and blank expression heavily contrasted the red and white hat atop his head.

“Are you aware of the tradition of Christmas, Wriothesely?” As Neuvillette asked, he leaned forward against the Duke’s desk, bell on his hat jingling, as if anticipating the answer like a child who can’t wait.

Cute.

“Yes, I’m aware… who put this hat on you?”

“Sedene did, she said I should try and be more festive this year.”

Wriothesely chuckled, “I think you have been plenty festive all the years you’ve decided to celebrate.”

“Well this year is… different.

“How so?”

“Come to the surface.”

And so, this is how Wriothesely found himself spending the week of Christmas in the Palais. Sitting on Neuvillette’s couch, tea in hand, cold rain howling outside.

“Would you like one of these ‘ugly’ Christmas sweaters that Clorinde purchased for everyone?”

They were indeed ugly, but in a cute way.

“I am most certainly not wearing one of those, I know you will try and take a picture.” The Duke glared playfully at Neuvillette.

“Come now, you will get cold.”

“Then light the fireplace!”

“I… do not want to.”

“You’re the *Hydro* Sovereign, the fire isn’t going to do anything to you.” Wriothesely couldn’t help but laugh to himself, “Seriously though, you control this rain don’t you? Why is it so bad tonight? Is something wrong?”

Neuvillette signed, “Yes, something is terribly wrong… You will not wear this ugly sweater.”

“Oh ha-ha, very funny… why don’t you wear the sweater, hmm?

“It… clashes with my robes.”

“That is the point isn’t it? It’s ugly and it needs to look as bad as possible. Come here, I will help you.”

Neuvillette looks at Wriothesely with wide eyes as he calmly approaches, “N-No I can do this myself! I am not a child…”

The smirk on the Duke’s face said he had other ideas though, easily tugging on Neuvillette’s coattail to stop him from moving away and pulling him into his muscular arms.

“Not this again!” The Iudex stifled a laugh.

“Not what again? Whatever could be wrong, dear Sovereign?”

“Y-You are going to do that tickle thing to me again aren’t you!? Everytime you think I am being shy or not compliant with your schemes…”

Wriothesely chuckled and easily dragged him to the couch, gently pinning him down and trying to undo the buttons of his coat, “Well I wouldn’t be doing the ‘tickle thing’ if you would just wear the sweater. Come on, I will buy my own if you put this one on.”

“W-Whehey are you like this!?”

“Honestly, it is rather amusing to watch your ears turn red when you are embarrassed. Just look at them.”

The Duke makes a point by softly pinching the tips of Neuvillette’s pointy ears, making him let out a small uncharacteristic squeak. “Stohohop!”

Wriothesely manages to get the robe off with minimal effort, mainly because he knows Neuvillette is secretly enjoying this. This affection between the two, as well as secret visits has become more common recently, and neither is complaining. These meetings have allowed Wriothesely to get to know the new leader of the nation in a more intimate setting… including the fact that he is ticklish.

“Ah you love it, now put this sweater on before I tickle you more.”

“N-Nohohohoo!!”

“Alright then you leave me no choice…”

Wriothesely prepares one sleeve of the sweater and pulls Neuvillette’s arm up, looping it into the hole and successfully getting it through. Not that the Chief Justice is putting up much of a fight as he appears to be in some sort of giggle fit at this point of the absurdity of the situation, this allows him to easily get the other arm into its sleeve as well… that just leaves his head.

“I swear I am going to get someone to cut your hair sometime… it’s so damn long…”

Neuvillette huffs in amusement, “I quite like my long hair, as do the Melusine’s… and I know you do as well…”

That rare knowing smile, he will pay for this.

Wriothesely then realises he has Neuvillette in a pretty good restraint, his arms in the sweater above his head, “I think you require more tickling for Christmas, O’ Hydro Dragon~”

No response could be given apart from a surprised shout followed by a wheezy laugh as Wriothesely digs his fingertips into Neuvillette’s armpits, causing him to squirm and desperately pull his trapped arms down.

“Nahahahahahaa Wriotheseheheheheheheeellyyy!!!”

“Sorry not sorry, sir.”

His fingers travel down Neuvillette’s delicate ribs, making him kick wildly behind the Duke’s back, kneeing him a couple times.

“Ouch, come on now is such violence necessary? I am only doing the ‘tickle thing’ you know?” The smirk was audible in his voice.

“Hhahahahaha you d-deserve ihihihihihihiiit stahahahahahahaap!!!” Neuvillette’s wheezing laughter only made Wriothesely chuckle and begin to dance his fingers down his sides now, causing the hydro wielder to writhe beneath him even more.

“NOOOHOHO!!!!”

“Are you going to wear the sweater?”

“N-Nohohoho you wear ihihihit!”

“Ah, I guess more tickles for you then!”

And so the Duke returned to tickling Neuvillette’s exposed armpits, driving him nearly insane at this point. He quite liked the look of the Iudex when he was laughing and free of worry. The slight permanent frown he seems to always wear is replaced with a beet red face and tears of laughter beginning to form at the corners of his eyes. He honestly looks as if he might be enjoying this a little.

Wriothesely decides he doesn’t want Neuvillette to pass out and stops his tickling, taking the exhausted man and sitting him upright, legs across his lap. As Neuvillette recovers from the ordeal, he finds the sweater being forced over his head finally and Wriothesely adjusts it and his hair so he is snug.

“Gotcha~”

Neuvillette doesn’t even protest, nor does he want to. He rests his head against the younger man's chest, feeling warm and comfortable as he gently rubs his back to help him come down from the ticklish high.

“Not a word to anyone… especially the Melusines…”

“Don’t worry, this was too precious for me to want to share with anyone but you.”

“Hah. Trying to butter me up now?” Neuvillette chuckles.

“I will save that for tomorrow. For now, let's relax. The rain stopped so I assume whatever was on your mind was successfully tickled away?”

Neuvillette’s ears turning a little red did not go unnoticed, he looked up with wide eyes as if he had been caught. “Ah… I guess so… though did you really have to tickle me?”

“Yes, and I have the urge to do it again now that you’re in this awful sweater.”

“W-Wriothesely don’t!”

Neuvillette’s words were cut off with a wheeze from himself and Wriothesely decided to try his legs and feet now, not that he minded. This was a nice way to spend Christmas Eve.

“Hydro Dragon, Hydro Dragon… Merry Christmas~”

#squealing santa 2k23 #ss2k23 #genshin impact tickling #genshin impact #tickling #neuvillette #wriothesely #wriolette #christmas fic #tickle fic

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pumpkinsy0 · 2 months ago

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since its that time of year (only 65 days😝) wb christmas hcs?

can u believe it guys???? christmas!!!! just a week away :D!!! christmas!!!!

•back in haiti, the shepards had to go to church on christmas eve late at night and it pissed them off so bad, ik they were so happy to not do that when they moved to the us LMAOOO

•tim and curly taught pony and darry how to make haitian fanals (these small house things just look it up) and YES, ur supposed to use different colors to act as the windows/light, but pony and darry just make it one solid color (their fav colors) and tim and curly think its cute, a lil dumb, but cute

•the curtis gang do secret santa here n there, but realistically most of their gifts come from donations from others, they dont rlly do the whole

•angela worked as a mall elf for the mall santa once and never again bc the kids AND the adults got on her nerves so bad, she always made either curly or someone from the gang tim made go w her as her protection from creeps n such

•curly and angela love christmas carols, they sing it together sometimes, maybe a lil louder if theyre drunk enough (soda and two love carols too btw)

•darry will take oneeeee look at the nativity scene u der the tree before bed, he wakes up, and all of a sudden baby jesus is riding a horse and the adult figures r doin things they DEFINITELY werent doing that night, he hates leaving the lil figures out and the gang starts roleplaying w em

•tim gave darry kremas and darry stupidly thinking the gang would respect the property of others, left it in the fridge and half of it was gone, their excuse was “we thought it was eggnog”🙎🏽‍♀️

•angela saw curly w a santas hat kissing pony under a mistletoe and he likes referring that night as the “i saw pony kissing santa claws” night, shes so disgusted each and every time

•the curtis parents has a box of ornaments the gangs made before and they always hung it up and thats something darry keeps doin

•sometimes curly and pony find themselves on soc territory just driving past and they see their houses as bright as a bomb blast and make fun of em

•sugar cookies r totally angelas weakness, and on the topic of cookies, curly hates gingerbread cookies, he feels like ppl hyped them up sm and when he tried it, it tasted like SHIT and till this day hes mad about it

•tim in an ugly sweater is keeping me going, he only wears it inside tho

#curly shepard #ponyboy curtis #purly #PaperCut ship #angela shepard #darry curtis #darrel curtis #two bit mathews #sodapop curtis

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leclsrc · 2 years ago

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prompt 35 with Charles????

everyone adores you – cl16

genre: fluff, drabble, 1k celebration

35: an awkward kiss given after a first date. title from this

Charles loves the story of your first date. He tells it often, over wine nights with the drivers or Secret Santa exchanges with friends. Over a glass of red or a fake Santa beard, he quells the room and goes: “Did I ever tell you guys the story of our first date?” And although everyone groans and lets out a bunch of affirmative answers, still he meets your eye from across the room, where you’re nursing white wine, or wearing an elf hat, and you smile, winking.

“Okay then!” He hollers, miming a shush motion. “No need to pressure me! I’ll tell it.”

And everyone groans again, a collective sigh, because Charles loves to pull out his best theatrics for your love story, and it means sitting through another living room one man play. Alex pretends to stand and get up, and Lily sloshes her wine or tugs her Santa hat off in her hurry to pull him beside her, because she loves the story so much. Max groans and slides onto the floor, spilling his vino or shedding his ugly fleece sweater.

You’re always silent when Charles insists on telling it because, although you fully understand the sarcastic disappointment, you also know that everyone loves the story deep down, loves your boyfriend’s goofy antics. And his storytelling aside, you’ll admit: your first date was the stuff of films.

Set up by Lewis (who continues to claim it was his worst mistake during gatherings like these), you’d met in London, where you were based for work at the time. Charles arranged the whole thing himself, with the pride of a six-year-old with a messy drawing, and looked up the best restaurants in the area. You met him outside the expensive-looking restaurant, and—

“—she goes, ‘I hope you’re paying for everything!’ and I go, ‘of course I will!’” Charles says energetically, the whole room watching him with amusement. He slides back and forth on your wooden floor, playing both you and himself, and then when it reaches that point of the story, the snooty French restaurant host: “He goes, ‘how may I help you, zir and madmwasel?’ and I go, ‘oh, I called you the other day—to reserve a table for two. Under Leclerc.’”

You looked expectantly at the host’s finger sliding through the seating chart, flipping a page, sliding through another, and then looking up with an unsmiling face. His expression said it all, and you were getting ready to leave when Charles began arguing, insisting he really did reserve a table, maybe you just can’t spell, I called your number, here it is.

“And the French host, he says, ‘zir, zis is not our number. Our number endz in 5-4-0, not 5-0-4.’” Charles pauses for dramatic effect even if everybody knows what happens next, holding his arms up. “You might be wondering, where did I reserve that table?”

“Nobody is wondering,” Pierre quips, wearing a Christmas tree sweater. Yuki swats him quiet, wearing the exact same one.

“It was in a chicken shop down the street. So we ate there, she and I,” Charles says dramatically. “And I kept thinking, oh oh oh I’ve fucked it up, yes? No!” (A bit.) “We ate chicken and chips, and had soda, and I learned everything about her. We were probably expecting to eat steak and beef and drink wine”—he raises a glass—“but we made do. And I don’t regret it. But that’s not all!”

It isn’t. Your night had ended in front of your flat, still laughing over anecdotes shared in-between bites of chips and sips of Coke. Work awaited the both of you, so you made a flimsy excuse to go inside and thanked him for bringing you home. But you didn’t walk inside yet, like you were waiting for something.

“Something like a signature Charles kiss,” your boyfriend says proudly. “But nothing was good about the kiss. I leaned and she didn’t, and we were both stiff, and unprepared.” Everyone has a window to laugh despite themselves, because the way he describes you both is so unlike how you are now. It’s so unbelievable, it’s silly. And even you allow a laugh, hiding behind your giant glass of wine or pulling the elf hat over your shy eyes.

You’d kissed, stiff and cold, and pulled away fully aware of the stiffness and coldness of the kiss. You had smiled to try and play off the stiff cold kiss that still lingered, and then opened the door to your flat and shut it. In your head, you wondered if your chemistry seemed good in the chicken shop and then ultimately wilted when it came to everything else.

“So I stood there.” Charles says, sipping wine, hand on hip, like a middle-aged mom. “And I thought, no way am I going to let that beautiful girl go home without a proper kiss! So…”

You were still leaning against the door, not even toeing off your shoes, when it rattled thrice. You swung it open, and allowed him to kiss you then. This time it felt right somehow. Not stiff, not cold, not awkward. Turns out, you just needed to not think about it, and it became the most memorable first kiss you’d ever had.

He finishes the story, panting with the intensity of his acting. Scattered clapping meets the finale and you whoop, throwing your hat or a throw pillow to serve as a congratulatory rose. You’ve grown to realize that Charles’ stories of wins, victories, overlaps—they never go like this. He’s quieter, less excited. But for the story of your first date, he pulls out all the stops.

You wonder what comes next. Charles, though: he wonders if you’ve noticed the indent of the ring box in his jeans pocket, an introduction to a story for another day.

#f1 #leclsrc1000 #charles leclerc #charles leclerc x reader #charles leclerc imagines #charles leclerc drabble #charles leclerc smut #charles leclerc fluff #f1 x reader

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writingwhimsey · 2 days ago

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Whimsey's Naughty or Nice Event

This one is combining two asks and two prompts. One ask was from @eventinelysplayground featuring our favorite hellcat, ikepri Clavis! And the other was from an anon featuring ikepri Leon. This was fun to write and I hope you all enjoy what I came up with!

Prompts: Ugly Sweater & Sledding- Nice

Suitor: ikepri Clavis & Leon

Warnings: none just fluff and fun

A Royal Christmas

My life had really changed since becoming Belle. Now here I was, spending Christmas in the palace. Everything was decorated with elaborate displays. Christmas trees were everywhere and even some displays of roses made to LOOK like Christmas trees. It was all simply beautiful and grand. I really couldn’t believe that I was getting to experience this.

There had been a grand Christmas Ball planned for the nobility. It had been wonderful and beautiful. Though also a bit tedious and exhausting. It was now, thankfully, over. I was surprised when afterwards, Clavis was announcing a private party for the princes, Sariel, Rio, and myself.

“Come on, come on, all gather round.” Clavis announced, ushering everyone of us into one of the large halls of the palace, usually used for smaller gatherings.

“What’s all of this about?” Leon asked.

“This fool always has to have something planned.” Chevalier huffed.

“Why, of course I do.” Clavis said, clapping his hands. “This is our dear Belle’s first Christmas in the palace and I thought we should make it something special.”

“Isn’t the fact that she’s a commoner getting to experience our annual Christmas Ball something special?” Yves piped up.

“Most would agree that that was something special.” Nokto agreed.

“It’s also Luke’s first Christmas with us.” Jin added.

“Yes, which makes this a VERY important Christmas.” Clavis said. “And to commemorate the occasion, I have prepared special gifts for all of you.”

Clavis then handed each of us a wrapped parcel. “I feel bad. I didn’t get you anything, Clavis.” I said.

He smiled at me. “Oh, don’t you worry about that little bunny.” He told me. “Besides, this is something I have made for you all.”

“Wait…YOU made us gifts?” Yves asked.

“Be careful Emma. It might explode on you.” Leon warned.

Clavis chuckled. “Haha, not to worry. These are no gag gifts. I promise. Cross my heart.” He said, making an “X” over his heart with the tip of his finger.

The princes, Rio, Sariel, and I all looked at each other skeptically. Sariel then turned to Clavis. “If this explodes in my face or we all fall into one of your pit traps you hellcat, there will be SEVERE consequences for you.”

Clavis chuckled. “Oh, you and your promises.” He then looked at all of us. “Come on, open them. I want to see the delighted smiles on your faces!”

We all shared a look before cautiously opening our presents. To our surprise, nothing exploded. No pit traps opened up underneath us. Inside were hand-knit sweaters. Each sweater was unique…VERY unique.

“Clavis, what…what is this?” Nokto asked as he held up a sweater with the weirdest looking…fox? I had ever seen.

Each sweater had some version of the animal that was on their crest. They were all very…uh…interesting interpretations of each animal to say the least. Luke had a large bear with a honey pot on his. Leon’s had a lion with a furry mane. Mine had a pink bunny with lop-sided ears and two different buttons for eyes.

“These sweaters…they’re…uh…” I said, searching to find the right words, but not wanting to hurt Clavis’s feelings.

“Ugly. The word the simpleton is looking for is ugly.” Chevalier declared as he looked at the white tiger with…a blond wig sewn on its head, on his sweater with utter disdain.

“Hideous is the word I would choose.” Sariel answered, looking at the sequin-covered snake on his sweater wearing a Santa hat.

Clavis laughed. “That is the point!” He declared. “They’re supposed to be ugly sweaters!”

“Oh!” Rio said as the realization hit him. “For an ugly sweater party!”

“Yes! That’s it exactly!” Clavis replied.

“Oh like the commoners sometimes have!” Yves piped up!

“Well, this could be fun.” Leon said as he stripped his top layers off to just his undershirt before putting on the sweater.

Slowly we all put on our ugly sweaters…except Chevalier. He kept his sitting on his lap, occasionally looking at it with a smirk.

Soon food and drinks were brought in and music played. It was honestly so much fun. And I had to admit…I loved my ugly sweater. “Clavis, did you really make all of these sweaters?” I asked. It would seriously take a lot of time to make ALL of them.

Clavis smiled. “Why of course! I am quite resourceful, you know, little bunny.” He answered. “I wanted to make something special for everyone.”

“Thank you, Clavis.” I told him.

Clavis smiled. “We aren’t finished just yet, little bunny! We have games to play!”

The next thing I knew, Clavis was somehow roping us all into playing the most random of Christmas games…well everyone but Chevalier. We played musical chairs and some strange games involving pastries. It was fun…but it was starting to get a little exhausting.

Clavis had gotten everyone to start yet ANOTHER game. He really didn’t seem to know when to quit. Leon came up to my side. “Emma, come with me.” He said, reaching for my hand and pulling me away.

“But…”

“It’s okay, just come on.” He replied, giving me a conspiratorial grin.

Before I knew it, Leon and I were heading outside the palace, taking coats and gloves to wear over our sweaters. We soon found ourselves standing out on top of the tallest hill in Rhodolite, Leon had a sled tucked under one arm.

“Leon, what are we doing?”

“Going to have some fun and cut loose.” Leon answered, his eyes twinkling. He was then putting the sled down. “Come on, let’s hop on.”

I grinned. “Alright.” His smile was infectious and I found myself unable to resist his charms. That was honestly something all of the Rhodolite princes seemed to have in common. They were each charming and captivating in their own ways.

I was soon sitting down on the sled and then Leon climbed on behind me. His arms came around me as he held on. “Alright, you ready Emma?”

I nodded. “Yes, let’s do this!”

“Alright, let’s go!” He was then giving us a push and down the hill we slid. The cold winter wind whipped through my hair and a squeal of excitement left my lips.

Leon was laughing behind me as we went down the hill. When we finally made it to the bottom, we were both laughing and smiling.

“Let’s do it again!” I declared, feeling giddy as a child.

“We can’t just go once.” Leon agreed.

We ended up making four more trips before Rio and the other princes minus Chevalier were coming to join us. We all ended up having a blast. It was a truly magical Christmas and I silently made a wish to be able to have many more like them.

Taglist: @violettduchess @zulablaise @kisara-16 @tele86

@lovely-bubb1es @lucyw260 @queengiuliettafirstlady

and since Clavis is in this one I'm going to tag @venulus

#whimsey-naughty-or-nice #naughty or nice #ikepri clavis #ikepri leon #ikemen prince clavis #clavis lelouch #ikemen prince leon #leon dompteur #ikepri #ikemen prince #cybird ikemen #cybird otome #ikemen series #fanfic #otome boys #cybird #fanfiction

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man-moth-hook-hand · 1 year ago

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Christmas with the boys

Masterlist

The boys absolutly love Christmas! It's suprisingley their favorite holiday

They do Secret Santa every year

One year, Marko got David pretty much everything he could find with George Michael on it and gave it to him

The boys were singing his songs the entire night

David was not happy about it, his nickname is Uncle Scrooge

While they can't drink eggnog, they do at least try to be festive

They drain a victim and put the blood into a giant punch bowl and even drink out of festive mugs

Paul and Marko typically go out scavenging for old Christmas decorations, lights, I mean you name it

They have an old skeleton from halloween it's real and put him in an old Santa costume

His name is Mr. Kringles

They boy's aren't super creative

Dwayne has an old Elvis holiday album that they get out pretty much every year

David definetly reminisces on the "good old days" of better music when listening to old Christmas songs

I'm not talking about the 40s or 50s

No, David likes Christmas songs from the 1700-1800s

They boys joke that he's as old as Saint Nick himself

Marko's favorite part is decorating

This man cannot contain himself and will splash Christmas cheer every where

Dwayne could kinda care less, but he enjoys celebrating with the boys

The holidays are also a good way to help prevent time from passing too quickly

Paul wears a Santa hat every year

He starts sporting it the day after Thanksgiving and will wear it until midnight on Christmas day he's commited to the bit

They spoil Laddie so much

This kid literally gets at least 15 presents from each of them

Star doesn't really enjoy how excited the boys get, especially with the punch bowl, but she enjoys it for Laddie

They usually end up showing up at Max's house and watching movies on Christmas

At the end of the night, they all pile up in a room and pass out

Max likes it because it's the closest thing he gets to a "family" christmas

Christmas with you bestie

Oh the boys spoil you too

Anything you want to do they will intenseify that 100%

Get ready for the clingiest boys ever

They want you over 25/8 and will not stop cuddling you

If they manage to not burn everything, they'll set up a fire pit in the cave and make you sit on their laps

You always make sure to get the perfect gifts, they always get you twice as many

Usually, Dwayne gets a new book he's been talking about, David gets some kind of knife, Marko loves anything art related or new patches, and Paul loves music so you get him any new record or cassette he's been looking it

They boys understand the idea of gift giving, but they borrow just about anything from each other, so they kinda get you gifts they also like

One year you got a tool set. . . for a motorcycle. . . that you don't own

They boys said it was for when you do get one, but they definetly use it

They do ask first though

They do end up giving you gifts you do like

David got you an expensive necklace one year, it had your birthstone as the centerpeice with matching earrings

Marko loves to get you clotes, pretty much anything that you seems like you would wear, he somehow figures out how to get it even if it was on a diffrent person the other night

Paul likes to get you a lot of knick-knacks and decorations

Eventually you had to tell him to stop since you didn't end up having any space for them. He said you could store them in your area in the cave

Dwayne gets you normal gifts and at least one gag gift

One year, he got you a boyfriend pillow. It was basically a male torso with one arm so you could lay one it. Honestly, it's pretty comfortable. They boys had to throw it out because you were preferring that to them

Yes, they do an ugly Christmas sweater contest every year, even though Paul turns it into an ugly Christmas outfit

Star always makes you something and Laddie usually give you a decorated rock, he tries

You always get laddie the newest toy that comes out

Star loves it when you give her crystals and other shiny things

Even if you haven't turned, they still invite you over to Max's for the yearly Christmas movie marathon

Max likes you since you keep the boys in line when he can't be there

They all just flop down and make you sleep in the middle surrounded by them

It's your favorite time of the year since the boys end up being so sweet

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tmngoose · 2 years ago

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OC Musings —

Clem hosting a holiday party at his store so Rikki can be apart of it. Like, she’s still stuck behind the counter (lol) but at least she’s included in the festivities. All the E.L.o.M homies are there; the Mad Dogz hold a truce and join in. Just one big ol’ party where Rikki gets to see all the people that matter to her, even the ones she finds annoying (😒Warren)

#tmngoosepost #rottmnt oc rikki #Rikki #and yes she’s wearing an ugly sweater and a Santa hat

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herstarburststories · 3 years ago

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Spending Christmas with the batboys + Bruce

Merry Christmas, lovelies!

Dick Grayson:

You two started to spend the holidays together when he reunited the Titans.

At the beginning, he didn't live in the tower, but spared his time between the Wayne Manor and the Titan's home.

But we all know that he decided to stay permanently with his team after a while

And you were a part of said team

So, the first time was an accidental celebration

Donna "accidentally" forgot to tell Dick they were celebrating Christmas because it slipped her mind. Therefore she "accidentally" organized a whole Christmas party, while he was away to give Alfred and Bruce their presents.

Perfect timing in accidental, right?

He wasn't much fond of those reunions when he was Robin. With Bruce, he'd always throw a gala and Dick would have to spend all night faking smiles in his rebellious young years.

The beautiful memories reminded him of the circus, and they were just a reminisce.

In the circus, everyone came from somewhere else. So, Christmas was the best kind of mess; all the traditions falling into places, making room for everyone to feel at home before and after the special Christmas performance.

It was way better than a pretentious gala, and he had his parents.

But then, the titans came together.

And he was slowly opening up, understanding that he was still made for happiness.

And, to be honest, this seemed so much like the circus.

Kori being adorable with her glorg meal that everybody would try, Donna insisting that they had to do the Amazon combat that celebrated honorable warriors, Garfield baking every single thing on the table on a veg version, Cyborg picking the songs, Raven telling about old Christmas take from every culture she could get, and you getting fireworks for Christmas because yes.

The kind of mess that makes you never want to leave again.

He was a little hesitant, but he couldn't say no to y'all puppy eyes.

He couldn't say no to you, especially.

Robin added his own little piece of tradition, something he used to do with his parents: ordering pizza for Christmas and eating it after the turkey.

It was a cozy celebration.

As Nightwing, you never know.

Sometimes he'll split his time between the Wayne Manor and the Titans.

Sometimes he will spend Christmas Eve in Gotham and Christmas in the tower

Not to mention when he decides to also give Bludhaven a patrol before Christmas

There was even that time the Titans went to Themyscera and Tamaran

IT'S EXHAUSTING IN THE BEST WAY, so nice

He always brings you along to wherever he is going

And you two always share a slice of pizza and some fireworks to honor the traditions

He always gets Christmas presents for everyone

Most time dumb presents like ugly sweaters and such

The only serious presents he gives are peeptalks and anything you and Alfred might want

He's the one that puts thing in the Titans's socks

This Christmas, you're giving him a dog

Also, sexy times, he usually wears a Santa hat and uses themed pick up lines because he's that cheesy

Dick: Hey, wanna sit on Santa's lap and tell me what you want for christmas?

You don't know if you're laughing because that's genuinely funny or because it's ridiculous

Either way, you end up on his bed so it's a win

He always pulls you to the mistletoe

Also, if you're going to spend Christmas with your people, he will buy them all quality gifts

And will charm every single kid by playing with them

Cue Nightwing making a whole acrobacy only to put the star on the tree

When you two are married and with a child, he'll lift you up, as you hold your baby, so the kid can place the star on top of the tree

Jason Todd:

Jason grew up surrounded by many cultures

Especially latinos

Therefore, he's used to certain traditions when it comes to Christmas

As in, waiting to eat until midnight

And a giant family screaming and talking

And the television always in the background

And the fireworks bright

Not that he had this with his blood family, but he always sneaked in some nice neighbor's house to eat and feel a little safe

At the fostercare, it wasn't much similar

They had a donation or two sometimes, so he got some presents

And they had a dinner

It just wasn't was warming as the families's heart-lighted confusions

He enjoyed eating and then watching tv

After Batman took him in, he'd go to the galas when he was Robin

But that wasn't the best part

Every gala Bruce Wayne had ever thrown was somehow interrupted by villainies

Just because you close the door, doesn't mean you aren't in Gotham

Either Penguin invaded the gala or Poison Ivy started a protest miles away for the trees that were cut in the name of Christmas, there was always something

Catwoman had stole a diamond next year, but this year the Joker was dressed up as Santa to give people killing presents

Batman and Robin in action!

He had fun like that, and after a little, he'd come back to the manor and watch TV with Bruce and Alfred

Whilst eating Alfred's delicious Christmas meal after midnight

Also handmade presents for Bruce and Alfred if he's still young

As he meets you, if he's Robin, he takes you to the galas

And you find out he's Robin when he's trying to sneak out of his superhero uniform

You were just looking around for your date, a guy that you meet in a library, that disappeared for half hour and now he's half dressed in a Robin costume

It's safe to say that Christmas became a huge step in your relationship

Cue many imitations about the rich folks and how dumb they are

Plus pranks on them

You both stay at the gala until Bruce is ready to leave, but not in the main room; you and Jason sneak around to the garden and to the roof, to see the stars

He can still see some fireworks from afar

They're coming from where he used to survive

It's a good night

As Red Hood, it switches a bit

He's not a fan of galas, thank you

When he still isn't on good terms with his family, he'll just go on patrol and spend the rest of the night snuggling with you in his apartment, watching TV and eating something that Alfred sent him

He doesn't put up a Christmas tree, but you do

Jason pretends to complain but he loves setting up the Christmas tree with you

You buy fireworks so you two can keep this tradition alive

And once he's more open, you ask him to come over to spend Christmas with your family

He's kind dumbfounded to see this, and very scared

Your family is welcoming to him and very... Loud

He likes this, just like when he was a kid and could pretend he had a normal childhood for a day

Happily, you guys either have the same traditions because you're latina, or you're more than willingly to make place for them in Christmas

He's the tallest dude in the room, so he has the duty to place the star.

He remembers when he was little, how his mom and his fostercare taker would tell him that the light's flickering because it's Christmas almost every month, so he also donates a lot during the holiday season. Actually, he's always donating. Yet, this part of the year is the one the spends more money on.

Also, if he's with the Outlaws, bar time to celebrate AND KAROKE

Y/N: Will Santa give me his candy cane?

Jason: Only if you sit on his lap.

Roy: Guys, come on.

If Kory and Dick are on good terms, get ready. Jason will be rolling his eyes all the time because his brother just can be THAT annoying and Kori brought him along.

Jason: Ho-ho-hoe Grayson.

It's still nice to have him there, not that Jason will admit that

He also buys Lian a gift with your help

He always kisses you and whispers Merry Christmas before wishing it to any other

When he's okay with his family, he spends time there in Christmas and gives them presents

All double-meaning presents

Dick has a shirt that says I am (a) Dick, Tim as a Thing #2, Damian as a "I'm on the naughty list because I killed santa" one and Bruce as a mug saying Superman is my idol.

Alfred has an old, expensive book.

Jason will grab a mistletoe and put it neat your lips, then your neck, then your shoulders, then your boobs and just kiss every place.

When you and Jason have a child, he will make plans with the kid to KIDNAP SANTA

Tim Drake:

Christmas? No, thanks. Work.

You'll LITERALLY have to pull him away from his chair

You won't let him go on patrol on Christmas, thanks

Instead, you'll ask his help to bake the feast

And he'll Google everything he needs

He always gets you the best presents

Mostly spends Christmas with the batfam, but sometimes he says with the YJ as well

And when he does, it takes ONE glass for him to start blabbing about Christmas facts

And the hot topic is: if Santa was real, would he be a speedster?

He has a power point because this is a recurring discussion with Bart and you

Y/N: Santa HAS to be a speedster. That's the only way he'd be able to give everyone presents.

Tim: You aren't considering the elfs. And that there are more people that can run.

Bart: We should put me to deliver gifts and see how quick I can deliver.

He will use the Christmas lights as handcuffs with you in bed

He always know who got who in secret santa

Yes, I just said he'd used Christmas ornaments to tie you up and switched topics

If he can't come to Gotham, he will send Bruce a text

There's a karoke night where only Christmas songs are allowed

You and him duet

If a kid of yours is there, he dress up as Santa

Also, you always pulls him under the mistletoes.

He always blushes before kissing you

Damian Wayne

He didn't grow up to have Christmas, his present would be killing someone in train to be an assassin

That changes when he comes to the Manor

He keeps an unfazed masquerade, but he actually enjoys the small traditions

As baking with Alfred to the sound of Christmas music

Or setting up the tree with Bruce in his spare time

You're usually there as well, being open about the merry

Your joy makes it even better

You buy all his pets a Christmas clothing

He will give you a painting as a present

In case of having kids, he will play something called "Gifts Hunt"

Similar to easter egg hunting, but with christmas gifts

You two spend much time watching the glittering lights of the city

Gotham almost looks docile

He will go on patrol, but will be back to the feast

Y/N: Remember, you can only kill people after the feast.

Damian: ... Wasn't planing on killing anyone, but this is a good present.

Bruce: No.

Also, add arabic food to this!

You learn how to say Merry Christmas in arabic.

There will be snowball combats

He doesn't mind going to galas, so it's up to you

The titans come to visit him during Christmas if he doesn't go there

Jon is often there as well and always have a present to him, and you always takes a picture of those two (and his team too) because it's just too adorable

Also, Titans there = Richard there. He's really into nudging his baby brother because he's a grown up with a girlfriend now

And so is Gar, mistletoe everywhere

The only time you two have peace is when Kori gets in and taker her boyfriend away to hive you some privacy

You've never liked an alien more

Everyone prays in their own religion before starting to eat. If not because Christmas, then just to be grateful about everything.

Usually, Damian's other brothers show up and it's so much noise

Damian plays piano through the night

Alfred takes pictures of everyone, and even will make a frame of yours and Damian's.

CHRISTMAS MOVIE MARATHON TO CLOSE THE NIGHT.

It was really good.

Bruce Wayne:

Patrol!

You'll dress up as santa in a sexy costume

Cue you putting Merry Christmas sticks on his cape

Also, he will say ho ho ho... Merry Christmas when he gets a villain I JUST KNOW

His time in the gala is splits between crime and dances

He always saves the last dance for you, just like he dad used to do with his mom

You're in there for the Christmas decorations work, among Damian and Alfred

Also, Clark ALWAYS visits in Christmas

And he always gives Bruce matching gifts

You cover him up as he needs to sneak out the gala all the time

The Justice League is invited to the gala

As they're necessary to work at the Hall of Justice, you'll come along

Thanks Barry for helping to set up Christmas decorations there

Bruce always kisses you before leaving for patrol in this season, because he knows it's a very important holiday for you and he knows it's not the ideal

You and the hero's significantive others stay there baking and making things

MAKE CHRISTMAS THEMED COOKIES THAT SEEM AS THE HEROES

Y/N: You know, Batman-cookie was delicious, but not better than Green Arrow's.

Bruce: Yeah? Maybe the real Batman will taste better.

Making out in the batmobile (which is also decorated, your bet is on Jason)

He gets in a little woe through the night, you'll do your best to keep him up

Helps him to pick the presents for his kids

Snow, snow, snow! He and you will get in the snow

Not necessarily snowball war, but you'll walk through the snow and just take a moment

Even Batman can have soft happinesses in Christmas

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akinumi · 3 years ago

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Oh oh! How do the arcane boys celebrate Christmas with their s/o?? (Marcus and Viktor would be great but u can do whoever u want

More characters under the cut!!

This got very long, and I did write for Jayce, Marcus, Silco, and Viktor! Thank you for requesting, I had fun <3

And I may or may not have made a slight spice implication for Silco's part...

Jayce

He of course wants to have plenty of festive cheer! Jayce's home is decorated in the prettiest red, white, and greens. You can't help but also have the same festive energy as him.

Jayce invites his mom and you for dinner and he may have regretted it when she goes on and on about his baby self and with you gushing over baby him.

He very much enjoys mistletoes! He has placed them in certain places around his home he'd assume you'd stand-in, and when do you, he's dropping in to give you a big smooch.

Yes, you both wear ugly sweaters and will walk to the lab like that; embarrassing Viktor and also forcing him to wear a sweater that matches yours and Jayce's. Heimerdinger thinks it looks lovely.

Marcus

The holidays are spent shopping for gifts for his daughter. Marcus has always gotten trinkets or toys for Ren, but having you beside him and giving him opinions on what she may or may not like, is always appreciated.

He also takes you to the shopping district to see what you're eyeing so he can get you something for Christmas as well! If you feel like you've been stared at all day, yeah, that's Marcus.

You often go to Marcus' home for the holidays to play with Ren and hang together as a family. The three of you would make dinner together, watch a movie and snuggle for naps.

Marcus would honestly drop to his knee then and there and ask for your hand in marriage! You're perfect.

Silco

Every Christmas, he's in his office hiding away from the amount of energy The Last Drop has on the holidays. Jinx does pop in every once in a while accessorizing Silco with all sorts of Christmas gear. He currently has a Santa hat on and he's wearing some sort of green garland around his shoulders.

You haven't left his side in the office. The only time being you go down to get warm drinks and a snack for him, but other than that, you don't go down to enjoy the party.

You much prefer the company of your lover than the company of others that reek of alcohol and those that yell their heads off. Even though he's closed himself off in his office, he didn't want to spend his Christmas all alone.

He very much cherishes the efforts you and Jinx do to not make him lonely during this day. He does slowly stop working to enter more conversations with you and he's taken a seat beside you to make talking... more engaging.

Viktor

He's always been in his lab regardless of what day or what holiday it was, but now he has you and he doesn't want to have you spend your Christmas in the lab. So he stays home with you.

You and Viktor would be baking all sorts of treats and making a mess out of the kitchen. All's well when the baked goodies taste delicious!

The day is mostly spent cuddling and listening to Viktor talk with whatever is on his mind, snacking on the treats here and there as well. You'd pick out a movie (that barely has any logic), and just watch how Viktor reacts to it all.

If you were to fall asleep from his and the warmth of the fireplace, he'd give you a peck on the forehead and mumble his adorations for you. Viktor whispers "Merry Christmas" before slowly falling into slumber with you.

#arcane x reader #arcane imagines #arcane jayce x reader #arcane jayce imagines #arcane marcus x reader #arcane marcus imagines #arcane silco x reader #arcane silco imagines #arcane viktor x reader #arcane viktor imagines

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mediocre-writerr · 3 years ago

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have yourself a merry little christmas [kate bishop]

kate bishop x fem!reader

requested: hi! idk if you’re caught up or have watched hawkeye, but if you have can you do a kate bishop request where reader takes her home to meet your family?

*not my gif*

“Why are you so nervous?” Peter asked, munching on his slice of pizza as he sat on the couch in the Avengers Compound.

Kate stared at him, her blue eyes so wide, Peter thought that his best friend’s eyes were going to pop out of his head, “Is that even a question? I’m meeting my girlfriend’s Aunt and twin brother! Not to mention her two best friends! I haven’t met any of them! What if they don’t like me? What if they actually hate my guts? She talks so highly about her family and if they don’t like me, she’ll just break up with me-”

Peter, grabbed her knee and squeezed it, “Kate, I’m going to need you to take a breath. If one more pizza crumb comes flying out of your mouth, I’m going to spoil the new Star Wars for you,”

“You wouldn’t!” she let out a gasp.

He laughed softly, “I’m just saying, all the pizza that’s flying from your mouth and onto my body is disgusting!” he exclaimed, the two of them sharing her laugh, “But in all seriousness, you’re great Kate! You’re super sweet and pretty and cool. There’s no way they could not love you!”

“You know, you’re a really good hype man,” the archer stated and he just shrugged.

“Ouch, that’s all I’m here for?” Peter asked, holding his wounded heart.

She shrugged, “That and for making webs to save me from falling off of buildings,”

The young Avenger through his crust at Clint’s prodigy. Both of them laughing in response as a full on food fight started in the living room causing crumbs to fly everywhere. There was a soft clear of the throat as both of them froze in their place, turning to the sound hoping it wasn’t one of the scary Avengers.

But of course to their dismay it was, “I hope you guys clean that up,” Wanda’s voice said, a mom glare on her face.

“Yes mom,” Kate said, “I mean ma’am, yes ma’am,”

“Sorry Ms. Maximoff,” Peter muttered.

You knocked on Kate’s apartment door, moving on the balls of your heels. Kate opened the door dressed up in an ugly Christmas sweater. It was your Aunt’s theme of the year.

It was a blue and green Christmas patterned sweater with a Baby Yoda wearing a Santa hat in the middle. The bright red font hanging right above the green creature reading: Joy To The Galaxy.

You laughed softly at her dorky antics, “Wow, my brother and his best friend are going to love that sweater!” you told her.

She did a little spin, modeling it for you, tossing her black hair over her shoulder, “Well when you have Baby Yoda on your sweatshirt, you really can’t go wrong,”

The archer had a smile on her face that didn’t quite reach her bright blue eyes. You cupped her cheeks softly, kissing the tip of her nose, which caused her to do that cute little scrunch thing you love so much.

“They are going to love you,” you whispered to her.

She nodded, letting out a deep breath, “I hope so,”

“I know they will, you have nothing to worry about, okay?” you told her, kissing the girl softly.

“Okay,” she whispered, kissing you back.

You led the two of you through the busy streets in New York until you found yourselves outside a quaint apartment in Queens. You knocked on the door softly, looking at Kate who had fear evident in her eyes. Reaching down, you found her cold hand and intertwined your fingers together, squeezing it softly.

The door swung open to reveal your twin brother wearing the exact same sweater as your girlfriend. He looked at the girl next to you and his mouth opened agape, “Kate?!” Peter asked.

“Peter?!” she exclaimed.

You looked back and forth between the two of them with wide eyes, “You two know each other?” you asked incredulously.

Peter jumped up and down a little before grabbing your girlfriend and hugging her tightly. You didn’t think your eyes could widen any more than they actually did. Kate let out a squeal hugging him back.

“I am so confused right now,” you muttered.

“Y/N! This is my best friend at work Kate! She’s Clint’s new prodigy!” he exclaimed.

You looked at her taken aback, “I know this is Kate, Kate’s my girlfriend...wait you’re a part of the Avengers?” you asked her.

She opened her mouth and closed it again, trying to find the right words to say, “It’s a new development. I didn’t want to tell you until I was for sure an Avenger,”

“Wait! Kate’s your girlfriend?!” Peter asked, excitedly. Probably more excited than you have ever seen him, “How do you know each other?”

“We go to college together,” you told him.

You looked at Kate, “I didn’t know your brother was Peter! You didn’t tell me your brother was an Avenger!”

“He tells me to keep it a secret, just in case it’s someone we can’t trust,” you answered.

“That’s smart, I should probably stop telling people I work with an Avenger,” she muttered.

“You tell other people, but you don’t tell me?” you asked her.

She shrugged, looking away shyly, “I get excited while I’m on missions,”

“Kate! Come on in! I’ll introduce you to our Aunt May and Ned and MJ! They’re gonna love you!” Peter exclaimed, dragging her by the wrist softly and into the house.

You blinked back a couple times before following the duo inside. Your Aunt May was never really one to cook, so you were surprised by the amount of delicious smells that were coming from the kitchen.

But there was Happy Hogan was with a small apron wrapped around his waist. You tried to hold back a snicker at the smitten grown man, “Hey Happy,” you said.

“Y/N! Welcome back from college!” he engulfed you in a tight hug and you smiled softly. He pulled away, squinting his eyes at your girlfriend, “Kate is that you?” he asked.

“You know Happy?!” you exclaimed, throwing your hands up.

“Yeah, I’ve seen her around the Compound before,” he said, nonchalantly, “Her and Peter are like inseparable. More than you and him before you left,”

You let out a sigh before heading over to Aunt May, eager to introduce your girlfriend to her, but your brother already beat you to the punchline.

“May! This is my best friend Kate. She’s like my partner in crime at work!” Peter told her excitedly.

“Not to mention, my girlfriend,” you murmured.

“Hi Kate! It’s nice to meet you!” she exclaimed, embracing her in a tight hug.

Aunt May squealed when she saw you, “Sweetheart! Hi! I’ve missed you!” she exclaimed, gathering you into a hug.

“Oh my god! Ned, look! It’s my other best friend Kate!” Peter exclaimed, dragging Kate over to where Ned and MJ were chilling on the couch. Kate shot you a sympathetic smile before following after him.

That’s how the rest of the night went. Kate has been holed up in Peter’s room with him, Ned, and MJ working on their 4000 piece Death Star Lego. You were sitting on the sofa, watching whatever they threw on TV.

Apparently, there was no more space in his room for you to sit there and watch. Kate didn’t even try to stay with you, she was so excited about the Lego that she just let it happen.

“Dinner’s ready guys!” Aunt May exclaimed.

You made your way to the table pouting, before sitting down at your usual spot on the table. All four of the friends made their way out of the room, laughing widely over something MJ said. Kate pressed a kiss on your forehead as she walked past you about to sit next to you, when Peter dragged her away to the opposite end of the table.

“Are you serious right now?” you scolded your brother.

He furrowed his eyebrows at you, looking at you innocently, “What?”

“Can I least sit next to my girlfriend at dinner?” you asked him, losing patience.

“I just wanted to talk to her about Star Wars,” he told you.

You rolled your eyes, turning to your Aunt May who was sitting next to you, “I forgot something at my apartment, I’ll be back,” you muttered, getting up from your chair and throwing your napkin down on it.

“Y/N-” Aunt May whispered, but you were already out the door, slamming it behind you.

You didn’t go home though. You made your way to the rooftop, a place you’d always escape to when you were upset at your brother. You wrapped your jacket around you as you sat on the ledge, looking at all the Christmas lights that filled the night sky.

The cold air made your nose turn a bright red as the nippy frost caused your breath to show. You hugged the jacket around you tighter, shivering softly. Until you felt a heated blanket wrap around your shoulders, a mug extended out to you.

You let out a sigh as you saw your Aunt May standing there with a soft smile. The thing about this hiding spot was that she always knew where to find you, “What’s wrong sweetheart? Happy made some really good food,” she sat down next to you, wrapping around a heated blanket around herself.

“I love that Peter and Kate are besties, but I can’t help but feel that...”

“Peter is taking over,” she asked.

You let out an exasperated breath, “Yeah! The entire night he has been clinging onto her like she’s a puppy he found on the streets. He doesn’t even want to acknowledge the fact that maybe I want to hang out with girlfriend for Christmas? It’s like such a foreign idea in his head,”

“You know your brother. He’s always been super excited over things, but most of all I think he’s always wanted to protect you. So, when he found out that you were dating someone he knows and trusts, he realized that he could let loose and have fun with one of his best friends. He told me countless times how nervous he was that you were bringing someone home. He didn’t want to see you get hurt,”

You hung your head low, sighing softly, “I get that, but maybe he could let off a little bit?”

“I agree,” she wrapped her arms around your shoulder, pulling you into her side, “I’ll talk to him, okay? You come down when you’re ready,”

She placed a kiss to your temple, before getting up, “Thank you,”

“Of course,”

Peter was always the one in the spotlight out of the two of you. And a part of you was always envious about that. He was crazy smart with stellar grades and big brains. The only reason why you even went to the same high school was because Aunt May plead a case for you to attend.

You didn’t blame him though. It wasn’t his fault that he was bitten by a radioactive spider and joined the Avengers because of a personal invitation by Tony Stark. It was just hard, always trying to live up to his expectations.

After a few minutes, someone sat down next to you. You could already tell it was your brother by the way he was sitting, awkwardly. You finally turned your head to look at him and he gave you an awkward smile, “I’m sorry,” he whispered, smiling at you sadly.

“It’s fine,” you told him.

“See, I learned from dating MJ that when a girl says she’s fine, she’s not really fine,” he pointed out, “But I really am sorry Y/N, I didn’t mean to ruin your Christmas with Kate,”

“You didn’t. I don’t know I guess I just thought that for once, I could have something special that you weren’t a part of,” you whispered.

“What do you mean?” he asked, tilting his head to the side like a lost puppy.

You let out a sigh, “You’ve always been the special one Pete. You had the grades, the cool job, the radioactive powers. I was just me...normal, mediocre grades, a regular job, with no radioactive powers. I just wanted Kate to be the one special thing that you didn’t have,” you whispered.

“She is so special to me. I had this idea of coming here and introducing the two of you and it being perfect, but you swooped in and it was completely different. I was in your shadows again...”

“I-I didn’t know you felt that way,” he whispered, “I always thought the same about you. You were normal. You didn’t have the risk of putting everyone in danger. I was so scared that your girlfriend was going to be an enemy trying to get close to you to get intel on me. I put all of you at risk by just being Spider-Man, I wish I was more like you,”

You chuckled softly, “It seems like we have the same problem,”

He nudged your shoulder, “I’m still sorry. From now on, I’ll back off with Kate and allow you to spend time with your girlfriend...I guess,” he teased and you rolled your eyes playfully.

“What if I swooped in and stole your girlfriend? MJ’s super pretty,” you trailed off.

He rolled his eyes, “Yeah, no not gonna happen. It’ll bring me flashbacks to when Liz liked you and not me,” he shuddered at the scary thought and you laughed together.

“I’m glad you’re home,” he told you after a few moments, “I don’t think I got a chance to tell you that today,”

You wrapped your arm around his shoulder, pulling him into a hug, “I’m glad you’re still here with me bud,” you whispered and he patted your back softly.

A clear of the throat broke the sweet moment, “Sorry to interrupt, but I’d like some time with my actual girlfriend now,” Kate teased.

Peter hopped up from his spot and walked back inside, waving softly. Kate pulled the blanket off of you before sliding in behind you. She wrapped her arms around your waist after pulling the blanket around her shoulder. Enveloping you both in warmth.

The archer pressed a soft kiss to your jawline, smiling at you softly, “I’m sorry for being MIA today. It’s just Peter really liked me already and I was trying to get your friends and May to like me and I just got lost in the moment. Because I really like you, to the point of being in love with you and I really wanted them to like me so I wouldn’t lose you. But it only caused me to not tend to you and your needs and I’m really sorry. Please don’t be-”

You cut her off by pressing a sweet kiss to her lips. She smiled softly into the kiss, holding you unbelievably closer to her body. The black haired girl, peppered your cold face with kisses. You let out a soft giggle.

“I’m not mad, I was a little frustrated, but not mad,” you whispered, “And I love you too,” you told her.

Her eyes lit up at the simple phrase, peppering your face once more. She knew you despised it, but she couldn’t help the beautiful sound of giggles that would emit from your lips.

“Can we go downstairs? I’m a little cold,” Kate asked you after a few minutes.

You chuckled, “Of course, but I bet you ten dollars that they’re listening from the stairwell,”

She looked at you inquisitively. You walked to the door, quietly, before swinging it open. Peter and Ned falling onto the powdery white snow that layered the roof. Happy, May, and MJ smiling shyly behind them.

“Merry Christmas?” Peter said.

You laughed softly, ruffling his hair, “Merry Christmas guys,”

#kate bishop #kate bishop imagines #kate bishop imagine #kate bishop x fem reader #kate bishop x reader

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rebelrayne · 2 years ago

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ho ho ho or whatever.

featuring Grinch!Seb my gift for my dear friend @whatisreggieshortfor

here or on AO3

Inside the bustling, busy city of Liverpool, there comes a tale you certainly never learned in school. A record store sits on Paul Street in the heart of the town, and here, my dear reader, is where the start of our story is found. Ask any of the townsfolk, they’ll tell you the same: “There’s no place like home by the fire on Christmas Day!” All the windows of the stores are flocked with care, but there sat one store with its window display bare.

Because the owner, Seb, hates Christmas, the whole damn season. Please don’t ask why, he’ll never tell you the real reason. It could be that the music didn’t sound quite right, or it could be, perhaps, the ice on his car in the morning gave him quite a fight. But… If you ask me, the most likely reason of all was that on Christmas day, he couldn’t buy any alcohol.

But, whatever his reason, whether the alcohol or the Christmas music vocals… He stood in his shop on Christmas Eve hating the locals. Staring through his window with a frown so vile, at the happy grins of those wearing ugly Christmas sweaters without style.

“Tonight they’ll hang their stupid stockings,” he groans in his cat, Doom’s ear. “Tomorrow is Christmas and they’ll sing with cheer!” From Mariah to Ariana, and families matching in their hideous Holiday pajamas… But at the very least, he thinks without fear, he won’t have to deal with all this again until next year.

He finally smiles to himself happily as he turns on his heel, but he stops in his tracks when he hears someone enter and give a loud squeal. “This is just the place!” the voice announced with haste. “I’ll surely find what I need here, it’s abundantly clear!”

Seb finds a blonde standing in the doorway with a smile dazzling and warm. “If you’re looking for Taylor Swift, you’ll find Apple Music is a better platform.” He crosses his arms tightly across his chest, hoping this body language will get his point across best. The blonde is wearing a distasteful sweater with the words ‘SLAY BELLS’ written in big, bold letters.

“Nice to meet you, too,” the blonde responds in a flat tone. “My name is Hayden. Do you have this?” she asks as she holds up her phone.

The photo staring back comes at a surprise, he can’t hide his shock no matter how hard he tries. “You’re looking for Queen’s Hot Space?!” Could it be that Hayden actually has good taste? He glances back towards his office door. “I think I may have that in the backroom of the store.”

Hayden’s eyes widen and sparkle with glee, and Seb almost forgets about her sweater that lights up like a Christmas tree. He reverts back to his sour ways and reminds himself how much he hates the holidays. He spins himself around to retrieve the vinyl, and hopes that this Christmas sale is the final.

You see, he doesn’t like to remember the reason... But perhaps it’s time the story was told of the 2017 Christmas season. Maybe it was silly for him to think he was in love, but it was especially dumb to think she was sent from Heaven above. Yes, she was sweet and kind so he thought… But this all came to a halt the night she got caught. Seb picked up a bouquet of flowers and headed back to his house, but he found it quite strange that next to the door was her blouse. He walked to the room where they shared a bed. He was not prepared to see a man with nothing on but a Santa hat on his head. He doesn’t recall much from that night, but he knows he now hates Christmas with all his might.

He shuffles into his office and searches the space. “No, no, I’m sure I put it back in its rightful place!” He rubs the back of his neck as he wonders, but jumps when he hears a loud thunder. He pops his head out of the office, hoping Hayden was overly cautious.

But there she stood as giddy as before, doesn’t she want to get the heck out of the store?! Surely she’d like to get home and take cover, but of course, Hayden would rather rummage through music to discover. Normally Seb wouldn’t complain, but on Christmas Eve, he doesn’t want to be caught in the rain!

“I don’t have the record,” he says without an apology. He knows if he wants Hayden out, he’ll have to use reverse-psychology. “It’s not that good anyway, if I’m being honest. I can recommend something even better, I promise.”

Hayden rolls her eyes and walks towards Doom slowly. “Is this your cat?” she asks as she crouches down lowly. Doom doesn’t lift her head but purrs in response, although the way she closes her eyes is a bit nuanced. Hayden giggles as she sit on the floor. “If I knew there was a cat, I would have been in here before.”

Seb moves toward the counter, and rests his body against it. “Since we’re stuck here, can I ask about your choice of outfit?”

With a voluminous giggle, Hayden shakes her head. “Every Christmas, I play pretend.”

Now he’s confused and rightfully so. “Maybe you could explain that a little more to me though?”

Hayden nods as she gets to her feet. She gives Seb a smile, one heavenly and sweet. “I go to the hospital every Christmas Eve so I can lift the spirits of the children who still believe.” She bites her lip for a moment as if in deep ponder. “But it seems nowadays, people just like having money to squander. Christmas is meant to bring joy, don’t you think?” Little does she know how much Seb thinks Christmas stinks.

“Christmas is the worst time of year,” he says quickly without hesitation. “No need to argue, there’s no negotiation.”

“The worst time of year?!” Hayden’s voice sounds shaken. “No, you are sorely mistaken!” They scowl, but only for a moment, “This means you hate Christmas, don’t it?”

Seb rolls his eyes and gives a solemn nod, but he isn’t quite sure why Hayden would find it so odd. Christmas is boring, and it’s clearly overrated. It should be no shock why this holiday is so hated. “I hate Christmas, it’s true,” he sighs. “I’m not sure why you’d even be surprised.” This Hayden is annoying with her festive cheer… How much longer is she going to stay here?

“Don’t you have family, or even a friend?” Hayden seems unable to comprehend. Even if Seb had a place by the fire, he’d never see a Christmas tree he’d want to admire. He’d rather be at home with Doom by his side, as the snow falling invades the driveways outside. “No one should be alone on Christmas,” she insists with a nod. “Why don’t you come to my party and meet the whole squad?”

The thought of declining crosses his mind for a moment or two, but then he realized it might be more fun to see it through. “I’ll go to your party,” Seb answers with glee, “is there anything I should bring with me?”

Hayden shook her head with a grin so delighted. “Just bring yourself. I’m really excited!” She went to turn around, then laughed out loud. “Sorry I never caught your name. Can I know? Am I allowed?”

“Seb,” he answered quite quickly. “I’ll be the one dressed in black that your friends will describe as prickly.” Hayden’s eyes crinkle as she waves him goodbye, leaving nothing but a red and green invitation behind. He waits til the door closes for a smirk to appear, oh that Seb is clever: have no fear.

He picks up the invite and studies the inscription. “This cannot actually be the description!” On the small paper, read in capital letters: PLEASE MAKE SURE TO WEAR YOUR BEST CHRISTMAS SWEATERS. “Can you believe this?” he asks his cat, Doom. He throws his hands up and storms out of the room.

If he has to go and show up in his Christmas best, the least he can do is ruin this fest. It’s what Hayden deserves, at least that’s what he’ll say. “It’s time for this Hayden to pay.” But he doesn’t have anything to wear, that poor Grinch Seb. All he has in his closet are decorations of black cats and cobwebs!

Then he snaps his fingers with a smirk so devious. “I should have thought of this previous!” He rushes to his closet where a red jacket hangs, and pulls down a dusty box that lands with a BANG! He pulls out a santy claus hat and grabs his red coat, laughing to himself as he remembered the note. “Now I look just like Saint Nick!” he says, thinking it will do the trick.

“Now all I need is a reindeer,” he says as he looks around. “But this is Liverpool, there are no reindeer to be found…” His eyes land on Doom, who has slunk up the stairs. “Or I could make one, it’s not like I care.” So he goes outside in search of a twig, hoping he finds one that isn’t too little or too big.

“This one is perfect!” he announces as he snatches it off the ground, then rushes back in to place it on Doom’s head to be bound. He wraps around her head carefully, you see. “You look better than Rudolph, Doom! Don’t you agree?” He stands himself up and grabs an empty backpack, inviting Doom inside but leaving it open a crack.

He heads to the banquet hall where the celebration will happen, only to hear sounds that sound so… Gladdened. He rolls his eyes before going inside, only to open the door and become wide-eyed.

Every guest there, whether they were big or small, all wrapping presents of essentials for all. “Sally wants a toothbrush, and maybe a new coat for her mom!” Hayden spoke so calm. Seb shook his head, he can’t believe his eyes! Christmas was all about presents, it’s all about a prize!

But that’s not what’s happening here in this place… He’s had it all wrong, should he leave to save face? Christmas isn’t all about things, it’s about the joy it can bring! It hits him all at one one time. “Oh God! And all day I’ve been thinking in rhyme!” But then he feels something tingly and warm, and he realizes that maybe Christmas doesn’t come from the store.

He walks over to Hayden and gives her a kind smile. “Maybe I can stay and help for a long while? What you’re doing is awesome,” he says, feeling the love in his heart blossom.

She lets her hands fall down to her side. “Maybe Christmas isn’t so bad, is that what you’ve implied?”

“I’m not saying it’s my favorite holiday, Hayden,” he pauses for a breath, “but maybe there are some things I haven’t quite understood yet.”

Merry Christmas to all, and to all a good night. I hope that this story made your day happy and bright. Seb found a reason to like Christmas a little, it’s true; but there’s no one I’d rather talk LITG with every day but you.

#litg #litg christmas #litg seb #grinch!seb #gift fic #kind of a crack fic #call me dr jessie suess #i've been talking in rhyme for a week #i hope i can get the help i seek #oh dear

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thatsthewaythechrissycrumbles · 2 years ago

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Teaching El about making Christmas ornaments

Eleven Hopper x gn!Byers!reader

Byler, Elumax, Jancy, Steddie, Rockie

Warnings: N/A

WC: 0.7k

The First NoEl Masterlist

The dining room table was covered with glitter, glue, stickers, and three variations of colored popsicle sticks. The most recent family photo album was at the head of the table, labeled in bold numbers “Hopper-Byers family, 1987.” As you, El, and Will stripped off your coats and kicked off your boots, Joyce came into the foyer.

“Welcome home… How is everybody?” Joyce offered you each a mug of cocoa after you dropped your bags.

“They’re good,” Eleven said, taking her mug and wrapping both sweater-pawed hands around it. Her eyes lit up as she blew the steam off the top of the mug. “They are excited for Santa Claus to bring them presents.”

Joyce smiled softly at her, “Are you excited?”

“Yes. I hope he likes the cookies.”

“Me too, sweetheart.”

“Is Jonathan home yet?” Will asked, taking his mug from Joyce.

“Yeah, and Hopper?”

“They’re home, don’t worry. They’re changing into their festive, family pajamas.”

“‘Festive, family pajamas?’ It’s four o’clock!”

“Yes, I know, but it’s not like anyone’s going anywhere else tonight, right? Except bed.”

“That’s fair, I guess,” You said. “Do we have to change right now?”

“I want everyone to match before we do Christmas photos, so yes.”

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The pajamas were the most horrendous thing you had ever seen. They were blue-and-gray striped with red-nosed, horns-tangled-up-in-green-lights reindeer prancing across them. They were ugly.

“I’m not coming out! Ever!” You shouted at your bedroom door.

“Neither am I!” Will agreed.

“Me either!” El added.

“Oh, come on! I promise I’m not videoing!” Joyce hollered from the head of the hallway. You could hear Jonathan and Hopper’s stifled laughs.

“Come out on three?” You called to El and Will.

“Fine,” Will resigned.

“One… two… three!” The three of you stepped out of your bedrooms at the same time, only to see Joyce with a video camera. Will sighed and pinched his nose while El laughed with glee. She wasn’t wearing the same ugly pajamas that you and Will were, she was wearing red and gray stripes and a green hat.

“You guys look ridiculous,” Jonathan snorted from the end of the hall. “What are you wearing?”

“The pajamas that Mom put out,” You and Will shared a glance. “What are you wearing?”

“Standard red and gray. No reindeer required. Just like El, Mom, and Hopper.”

“You tricked us,” Will muttered, going back into his room.

You shoved open your door, “Where are the real ones?”

“Under your desk in a box,” Joyce was doubled over with laughter, the camera was long forgotten.

After you and Will changed, you all went downstairs and posed for a few pictures in front of the tree.

“Can we make the ornament now?” El whined. “I cannot smile anymore.”

“What El said. My cheeks are gonna fall off,” Will mumbled.

“Sure, sure. Joyce and I picked out the picture already, though,” Hopper said, wrapping his arm around her.

“You picked the picture without us?” You wrinkled your nose. “Which one?”

“You all fell asleep in the car on the way home from the Wheeler’s,” Joyce explained. “So we took a picture of you. It’s very cute.”

“If you say so, Mom.”

El plopped herself down at the table and reached for the red and green popsicle sticks. “It’s going to be pretty.”

“You should put a sticker that represents each of us in the corners,” Will reached for the sticker sheets over El’s shoulder. “A camera for Jonathan, a paintbrush for me, a pencil for you, and a book for Y/n.” El complied after she glued four popsicle sticks together at the corners. Joyce handed her a small frame with the picture in it and Will attached the stick-frame to it. You all took a moment to ‘aww’ over the picture, and then you splattered it with silver snowflake glitter. Hopper wrote “Hopper-Byers 1st Family Christmas, 1987” across the bottom and Jonathan carried it into the living room and put it on the tree.

Hopper pulled Joyce and Will into a hug, and, not one to be left out, you pulled Jonathan and El in, too.

“Merry Christmas, kids,” Joyce murmured, admiring the tree.

“Merry Christmas, Mom,” You, Will, El, and Jonathan echoed.

#will byers #eleven hopper #el hopper #platonic!reader #byers!reader #el hopper x reader #eleven hopper x reader #jane hopper #el byers #willel fanfiction

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ragewerthers · 4 years ago

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Fixed It

Summary: Something is bothering Ushijima after a Christmas get together. Hajime is keen to find out what happened and whatever it is, he swears he's going to fix it.

A/n: This is a SUPER late Christmas fic for my friend @ticklygiggles!

She gave me the Christmas prompt: “And look! Now it’s just you and me on Christmas, pretty nice, eh?”

You can read on AO3 at: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31264853

Enjoy! :D

Word Count: 4022

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“Well… that was a nice evening. What did you think, Ushi?” Iwa asked, a small smile on his face as he chanced a glance at his partner who had stayed quiet since they’d left Oikawa’s Christmas party. Ushijima had always been a quiet person by nature, but it had felt like ever since the party the man had slowly become more and more withdrawn.

“Yes. Nice,” Ushijima said quietly, staring out the passenger side window and keeping his arms folded over his chest. The words weren’t spoken with any sort of annoyance or dismissal. Merely uttered as if in reflex, like Ushi’s thoughts were a million miles away.

Hajime frowned a bit at that, clicking on the turn signal as they made their way onto the street leading to their apartment. He honestly couldn’t wait to get back home to their small flower shop so that he could hopefully try and talk to him in a place he felt safest in. It was bothering him not knowing what was going on in the other man’s head, but he knew that if he asked right now Ushijima would claim it was nothing. That he was okay. Then he’d try to deflect any other questions and Hajime would be left no closer to the answer.

Had Ushi been like this before the party? Iwa couldn’t say that he’d noticed if he had. They’d even been joking around a bit as they put on their Christmas sweaters. Ushi had gone the more traditional route, wearing a nicely fitted dark grey sweater with a few white snowflakes dotting the front. Meanwhile, Iwa had gone with an ugly Christmas sweater in an attempt to annoy his best friend. It was a hideously green thing with an alien on the front that was wearing a santa hat. The words ‘Peace On Earthlings’ was emblazoned over the whole thing and honestly, Iwa couldn’t have felt more proud of his choice.

Thinking back on it, even on the ride over they had still been joking, though Ushi had seemed to grow a little nervous the closer they got to Oikawa’s apartment. He’d chalked it up to getting ready to be bombarded with Tooru’s intensity. While the hostility that had once been there between the two was now mostly down to small teases, he knew that his partner was still worried about doing or saying something that might upset the man.

But the night had truly seemed to go off without a hitch. There was good food, lots of laughs and it had been nice being able to catch up with old friends and old rivals alike.

Not to mention it was fun seeing who was now seeing who and watching others trying to find a holiday date.

“So… did you see what Bokuto was up to this evening?” Iwa asked with a little chuckle, hoping that maybe talking of some of the lighter moments of the night would help lift his darling's mood. “He kept trying to find ways to catch Akaashi under the mistletoe. Kuroo seemed to be doing the same with Daichi… at least until Sawamura called him an idiot and just kissed him by the snack table. Captain Kitty-cat turned so red he could’ve led Santa’s sleigh!”

Hajime couldn’t help laughing even as he spoke, thinking of how absolutely shocked Kuroo had been at the former Crow captain acting so brazenly in front of them all. “And I don’t think I’ve ever laughed so hard when Mattsukawa and Hanamaki kept getting in between Oikawa and Suga when they kept trying to get some alone time. I think if Yachi hadn’t distracted Issei, those two would’ve never gotten a moment together.”

As he pulled up outside their building and parked, Iwa had to stop a moment to wipe a few tears of mirth from his eyes as he thought about the look on Oikawa’s face. Glancing over he noticed that rather than getting a smile out of his boyfriend, the man only seemed to look a little more uncomfortable.

“Ushi?” Iwa murmured, turning the car off and giving him his full attention.. “Love, what’s wrong? And don’t tell me it’s nothing because I know you. You’ve been acting differently since we left Oikawa’s. Did something happen I should know about?” A protective spark instantly flared in the former Ace’s chest thinking that anyone would’ve said something to hurt his partner.

“No. It’s fine, Hajime. It’s nothing,” Ushi murmured, opening the car door and already stepping out into the cold night air.

“Ushi? Ushijima, hang o-gah!” Iwa called out, opening his own car door to follow, but getting hung up on his seatbelt and effectively gagging himself. After a bit of floundering he finally got himself free and quickly closed the car door behind him before rushing off after his partner. Damn the man and his long legs!

Ushijima had already made his way into the flower shop that he ran below their apartment, flicking the lights, but not so much as turning his head to check on the little plants and flowers that lined the shelves. Something Ushijima always did when he entered his shop.

“Ushijima, wait!” Iwa called out as he made it inside.

The former Shiratorizawa captain was standing just at the base of the stairs leading up to their home, his shoulders slumped and his back toward Iwa. “Ushi… please… tell me what’s bothering you. I can’t fix something when I don't know what the problem is.”

“This is something you can’t fix, Hajime,” Ushijima said quietly, the somber tone of his voice making Iwa’s chest ache.

“Hey, you don’t know that. I’m great at fixing things,” he offered gently as he closed the shop door behind them and made his way closer to Ushijima. “Remember when you said I couldn’t fix the shelf in the kitchen? Fixed it. Remember when you said I couldn’t save the dinner we made last week? Fixed it.”

“No. You ‘fixed’ the shelf by throwing it away and you ‘fixed’ dinner by ordering take out,” Ushijima murmured, though Iwa was almost positive he heard the other’s voice lighten just a bit.

“And? Just because the remedy wasn’t what was expected the problems were still fixed thanks to me being just that amazing,“ Iwa offered, now finally standing close enough to Ushi to lay his hand on his shoulder and give it a soft squeeze. “So please. Tell me what happened so I can try to fix this too?”

Iwa waited patiently for some sign that Ushi was going to give in and for a brief moment he worried that his partner was simply going to refute his question again and head upstairs. But after a few more seconds, Ushijima finally seemed to come to a decision as he turned around to face him.

Iwa felt his heart break all over again to see his expression so downcast and the way his teeth were worrying his lower lip in a way that told him just how uncertain his boyfriend was.

“You know you can talk to me about anything, sweetheart. I promise I’ll do my best to fix any problems you have,” Iwa murmured, bringing a hand up to gently cup his darling’s cheek and watching as Ushi gently nuzzled into his palm at the soft contact.

“I know you would. But… what if the problem… is me?” Ushijima said quietly and that protective spark flared up once again in Iwa’s chest, his brows furrowing as he looked over his obviously disheartened and hurting partner.

“There is absolutely nothing… nothing about you that needs fixing, Wakatoshi. You are perfect. You are the most perfect of perfect perfections. If you were any more perfect it would be illegal,” Iwa said softly with as much conviction as he could muster. “Now… tell me who told you otherwise so I can drive back to Shitty-kawa’s party and kick their ass. And I swear to god if it was Trashy-kawa himself there will literally be hell to pay.”

Ushijima’s eyes widened as he heard that, his cheeks flushing pink. It would’ve been endearing if Iwa wasn’t feeling the need to make someone answer for their transgressions against his boyfriend.

“No. Hajime, I promise that no one said anything. Nothing. At all……. to me,” Ushi whispered, slowly losing steam as he talked and letting his gaze fall to the floor between them, unable to look Iwa in the eyes anymore.

“What do you mean? People were talking to us all night,” Iwa said gently as he watched Ushi slowly drawing into himself once more.

“No. People were talking to you all night, Hajime,” Ushijima explained slowly and calmly in that precise way he did. Simply stating facts without adding any extra fluff to it. “After introductions I was not needed for much more conversation. Sawamura spoke to me a bit before Kuroo’s antics drew him away, but apart from that… I wasn’t able to join in to the same conversations as everyone else. I… wasn’t sure how to and I fear they didn’t know how to include me either.”

Iwa frowned deeply as he heard that and shook his head. “Why didn’t you say anything? You know if you were feeling uncomfortable or lonely all you needed to do was say something,” he offered as Ushijima shook his head.

“You were enjoying yourself, Hajime. I do not wish to keep you from your friends and former teammates simply because I can’t be as… outgoing as the rest of you. I anticipated that there would be some hesitance to talk to me. It’s something I am used to. I just… let it get to me a bit more this evening then I should have. And I didn’t want to say anything because I did not wish to upset you, which I can see I have already done.”

“Of course, I’m upset! I just found out that I was enjoying a party where my boyfriend was being ignored by not just my friends, but by me too!” Iwa said, growling a bit for being so caught up in catching up with his old friends that he hadn’t even noticed how uncomfortable or lonely Ushi had gotten. And he got it. He did. Most of the guys there had been Ushijima’s rivals in some way or another and yeah, he was a bit intimidating, but that shouldn’t have been any reason not to talk to him.

Iwaizumi pulled himself from his own thoughts as he felt Ushi moving away from where his hand was still cupping his jaw, watching as the former Ace took a step back with his head bowed. “I’m sorry, Hajime. I promise it was never my intention to ruin this night for you,” the taller man whispered and if Iwa thought his heart had felt broken before it was shattered here and now.

Quickly stepping forward he wrapped his arms around Ushijma’s chest and hugged him close, wishing for not the first time that he was taller so he could coddle this gentle giant of a man.

“You have absolutely nothing to apologize for, Ushijima,” Iwa whispered against the man’s chest, feeling the way he was frozen against him. “I am the one that needs to apologize. I knew that going there we were going to be seeing more of my friends than yours. And I also know that you aren’t a social butterfly, which is not a bad thing in the slightest. No one can be like Bo or Kuroo in that category. But I should’ve remembered that and made sure to include you more. I was unfair to you. And for that I am very, very sorry.”

Iwa could feel the way Ushijima’s breath hitched in his chest for a moment before finding his partner’s arms wrapping around him in return. “But from now on please don’t hesitate to say something to me. Okay, love? I want you to be happy and comfortable too. Just because everyone was talking to me doesn’t mean that I don’t want to spend time with you too.”

Iwa could feel the way Ushi nodded above him, effectively nuzzling into his hair and making him chuckle a little at the contact. “And look! Now it’s just going to be you and me on Christmas, pretty nice, eh? You’ll have me all to yourself. Isn’t that the greatest gift of all?” he asked gently, hoping to lighten the mood even more as he gave Ushi a soft squeeze around his middle.

“Yes. It is the best gift,” the taller man murmured softly and Iwa was incredibly grateful to be able to hide against Ushi’s chest for a moment because how could someone this sweet actually exist?! The blush on his cheeks needed to calm down a bit before he could even pretend to try and say anything back.

“There is still one thing though, Ushi,” Iwa murmured against the soft sweater once he had composed himself, trying hard not to smile too much.

“Oh? What is that, Hajime?” Ushi asked, leaning back so he could look down at his smaller partner.

“Well… I promised that I would fix this problem, but I don’t think it’ll be truly fixed until I see that smile of yours,” Iwa said gently, leaning back a little and looking up at Ushi with a playful glint in his eyes.

Ushijima’s brow furrowed slightly at that and he shook his head. “But, I’m fine? And I did smile. You were just hiding against my chest so you didn’t see it,” he stated simply, making Iwa blush. He refused to seem embarrassed by this, however, as Ushi continued to talk. “You don’t have to fix anything, Iwa. I promise I’m okay.”

“Hmm… I don’t know,” Iwa murmured to himself, letting his hands drift down to rest against Ushi’s sides. His thumbs began to soothe little circles against the soft fabric of his sweater as he pretended to be deep in thought. “Can I really take your word for that? You told me you were fine earlier when really you weren’t. So perhaps you are only telling me you were smiling when really you weren’t? See my dilemma?” Iwa could feel Ushi’s sides flinching slightly under his soft touch and he couldn’t stop his smile from growing. He could also see the dawning realization appearing on Ushi’s face and the way his boyfriends lips started to curve up into a nervous smile was one of the most precious things he’d ever seen. “Iwa? Hajime? There is no need for thi-hihis! No! I promise I was smihihilihi-nohohoho!” Ushi’s arms instantly moved down, his hands trying to hold onto Iwa’s wrists to push them away.

Hearing those wonderful giggles starting to bubble up and seeing the smile appearing had Iwa smiling in return, his fingers still managing to lightly scribble against the man’s sides. “What? What was that, Ushi? I’m sorry I can’t hear you, I’m busy trying to get you to smile,” he teased, sending quickly little tickles first to one of Ushi’s sides then the other as the man shimmied back and forth between his hands.

Ushi’s cheeks flushed at that as he tried to bite back the giggles that continued to escape him. “B-But I ahaham! I’m smihihiling, Iwahaha!” he laughed, trying to take a few steps back to the stairs.

Hajime found himself chuckling as he watched the man and decided that while his darling Ushi was definitely smiling, he wasn’t willing to stop his antics just yet.

“I don’t know. You said I’m not great at fixing things so this time I have to be incredibly thorough,” Iwa teased, his fingers moving up a little higher under Ushi’s weak grip and starting to massage into his lower ribs.

The former Shiratorizawa Ace jumped at the sensation, his arms clamping to his sides as he shook his head. “Wahahahait! Wait, Hahahajime!” Ushi laughed brightly, his cheeks now a lovely rose color as he continued to try and wriggle free. “Yo-You dihihihid it!”

Iwa couldn’t help laughing more as he saw his wiggly darling, and sadly it was enough to distract him and allow his partner to break free. As soon as Ushijima saw his chance he turned, quickly trying to make his way up the steps to their apartment as frantic giggling still escaped him. “Y-You’re a mahahahanster!” Ushi called behind him, the somber atmosphere from before dissipating in the ridiculousness and playfulness of this moment.

Standing at the base of the stairs, Iwa couldn’t help the warmth that blossomed in his chest from watching his boyfriend finally smiling properly once more. “Hey! Where do you think you’re going?! I’m trying to fix the smile problem!” Iwa called after Ushijima, letting him get a few more steps ahead before finally giving chase.

“I’m smiling! You don’t have to d-do this, H-Hajimehehe!” Ushijima called back, zipping in through their front door and already making a mad dash for the living room.

Iwa chuckled as he made it into the apartment, zeroing in on his darling and realizing he was trying to put the sofa between them as some sort of buffer.

“Oh no you don’t!” Iwa cried out, reaching for the back of Ushi’s sweater, his fingers just brushing the material and making the larger man squeak. Something Iwa never would’ve thought Ushijima was capable of all those years ago before they got to know each other. Now, it was something else he got to add to his list of things he loved about this man.

“I’m smiling! I’m smiling I pr-promihihise!” Ushijima laughed as he tried to get around to the other side of the sofa, but while Ushijima definitely had some power behind him he was a big man. Iwa had agility on his side and was going to use it to his full advantage!

The moment came when Ushijima attempted to maneuver himself between the coffee table and the sofa, the space just a little too tight for him to keep up his momentum. And this was when Iwa finally took his chance and pounced… literally.

With just a few large strides to get him to the right distance, Iwa launched himself at his boyfriend, tackling him down onto the sofa in one big heap. Ushijima definitely hadn’t been expecting such an attack if the loud yelp was anything to go by. But there was no mistaking the moment he realized his doom was nigh as he began to wriggle under Iwa attempting to roll him over as the former Aoba Johsai Ace settled on Ushi’s back.

“Iwaizumi! Iwa! You fixed i-it! You already fihihiHIHIHI! NOHOHOHOAHAHA!” Ushijima’s hysterical laughter instantly filled their small apartment as Iwa’s fingers found their mark, sneaking under the poor man’s arms as he’d been attempting to pull himself up by the arm of the sofa. In a matter of moment’s Ushi’s arms had come crashing back down to his sides, trapping Hajime’s hands against his worst spot.

“I already did what, Ushi? I’m sorry I didn’t quite catch that?” Iwa cooed, settling himself more comfortably on Ushi’s back. His fingers scribbled lightly right in the center of his poor boyfriend's underarms, earning him a ridiculous squeal followed by the loudest belly laughter yet.

“Plehe-hic-hehehase! N-no mohohohoha-hic-hahaha!” Ushijima cackled, attempting to both curl up and flail as Iwa’s fingers began to massage deep circles right under his armpits against his upper ribs.

“Are you sure, sweetheart?” he cooed, ducking down to murmur playfully against Ushi’s ears and giggling a bit as the man squeaked at the slightly ticklish sensation. He’d forgotten how sensitive his sweethearts ears could be and pressed a few quick, tickly kisses against the shell of his rosy ear. Ushi absolutely jumped at each press of his lips, giggling so adorably hard between his laughter that his voice began to rise in pitch.

“Yehehehe-NOHOHohohoahahahaha!” Ushi began to say before Iwa decided to be a bit of a butt, ducking down to blow a raspberry against the back of the poor man's neck as his hands wriggled free from under his arms. In a flash they were on the move too. Sneaking down to make their way under the man’s sweater to tease and scribble against his sides and the sides of his tum that he could reach from where his boyfriend was lying on the sofa.

“No? You’re not sure? Well then I guess I should continue, right?” Iwa chuckled as Ushi shook his head, turning it so that Iwa could now definitely see that there was a smile on his darling’s face. A warm, carefree smile filled with laughter that made Iwa’s heart feel light and so full of love he didn’t know how he was able to contain it all for this man. “I’ll ask one more time… are you sure that I was able to fix this?”

“Ye-hic-hehehehes, Hahahajimehehehehe!” Ushijima squeaked one last time before his laughter fell silent.

With one last raspberry to the side of Ushi’s neck and a teasing flutter of his fingers to the man's lower ribs, Iwa finally stopped his attack. His hands began to sooth softly along Ushijima’s sides as he felt his boyfriend slowly starting to get his breath back. “You okay, love?” Iwa murmured softly, feeling the way Ushi panted and giggled breathlessly beneath him.

“I… I-I ahaham,” Ushijima wheezed, giving a little shake of his head though his eyes closed now from the adrenaline rush and the mini attack. “You… really dihidn’t have to do that.”

Iwa chuckled at that and ducked down to kiss the back of the man’s head. “I think I did. Because now you can’t keep that smile off your face,” Iwa teased gently, getting a tired chuckle from his partner in return. “But I hope you know that I really am sorry for earlier. Your happiness and comfort is one of the most important things to me, Ushi. Never be afraid to talk to me about anything or to let me know how you’re feeling. I want to make sure you always feel welcome, happy and content.”

“Thank you, Hajime,” Ushi whispered back after a moment, his voice sounding just a little thicker and Iwa moved so he could lay down on his partner, hugging him softly where he nestled against his back.

“You never have to thank me for that, Ushijima. I love you. And I’ll always be there to fix whatever troubles you,” Iwa promised softly, leaning over slightly to catch Ushijima’s eyes before pressing a soft kiss to his lips. “Now… why don’t we get settled with some hot cocoa and some holiday movies before bed?” he asked, pressing one more kiss to Ushi’s nose before carefully sitting up and climbing off the taller man.

Ushi’s nose crinkled at the light kiss and he smiled more as he sat up. “As long as we don’t have to watch ‘Home Alone” again. It is not the holiday classic you think it is,” Ushi said softly as he stood and made his way toward the kitchen.

Iwa gasped at that, covering his mouth in mock horror. “How can you say that?! It literally takes place during Christmas!” he asked, following his boyfriend into the kitchen.

“Yes, but it’s about home invaders attempting to break in only to be stopped by a small child who was forgotten by his parents. That is not a Christmas movie. That’s a bad parenting movie.”

“Hey! If you want to start poking holes in holiday movies, why don’t we take a look at some of your favorite, hmm? Does ‘Rise Of The Guardians’ ring any bells?”

“Yes. Christmas bells. For it has Santa as a main character. Your movie has a pizza delivery man and a tarantula.”

The rest of the evening was filled with easy banter, cocoa, movies and Iwa realizing that even though there were many things he could fix and many reasons to love Ushi… the man’s movie tastes might actually be something he would have to admit defeat on.

But as long as he could still see that wonderful smile, he would be more than happy to.

#my fics #tickle fic #ushijima wakatoshi #iwaizumi hcs #ushiwa #prompt #haikyuu!#I hope you enjoy this my friend #I'm sorry for the long wait #christmas fic

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dinosaurtsukki · 4 years ago

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haikyuu!! team christmas parties

a/n: this is a suuuuper late christmas-themed post because it was kinda crazy here but i hope you guys enjoy these headcanons of how christmas parties are like with the teams

karasuno:

a very chaotic yet very festive christmas party

nishinoya and hinata especially are very excited for it you could tell by the way they hum christmas songs in the locker room

naturally sugawara suggests holding a christmas party in his house but the only one he sends invitations to is tsukishima because he's the likeliest one to back out

in fact, sugawara probably sends an invitation to tsukishima's house every single day and at this point both akiteru and his mom are anticipating 'kei's first christmas party with friends'

hinata was too excited that he was there at sugawara's house two hours early but they spent a lot of time decorating the entire place

yamaguchi was there just as early because he thought it would be polite and he even brought a box of chocolates for sugawara's family

all of them also decided to do a secret santa gift exchange to make things fun and so they wouldn't have to give everyone gifts

the only ones who gave everyone gifts though were asahi (HE MADE UGLY CHRISTMAS SWEATERS FOR EVERYONE) and yachi who gave everyone some cookies that she baked

everyone mentally thanked kiyoko for getting yachi as assistant manager

ennoshita's secret santa was tanaka and because he knew that ennoshita has been wanting a starbuck's planner, he enlisted noya's help in getting one

did this mean they both chugged 12 starbucks drinks all by themselves in one day? yeah pretty much

when ennoshita got his gift everyone understood why tanaka and noya were extra hyper that day

kageyama also got tsukishima as his secret santa

tsukki actually tried to exchange with yamaguchi but daichi caught him and said that there were no exchanges

he was also planning to get kageyama a plastic tiara as a gift but daichi also caught him (is2g he's everywhere)

eventually tsukishima settled on giving kageyama a volleyball cause he couldn't go wrong with that

kageyama was actually really happy with the gift but kinda pissed that it came from tsukishima of all people so he was just kinda squinting at tsukishima wondering what to say

anyway they didn't fight that's a christmas miracle

yamaguchi got daichi's name for the secret santa and gifted him a coupon for a free spa visit

daichi has a new favorite child

jk yamaguchi has always been his favorite child

hinata actually got KIYOKO to give a gift too and he was anxious for an entire week worrying about what to give her

he ended up asking natsu for advice and then gifting kiyoko a cute little phone charm

she thought it was sweet and still keeps it to this day

seijoh:

oikawa already had a group chat for a christmas party when december started hanamaki and matsukawa spammed it with memes and santa emojis for the first two weeks

finally when they got around to planning, iwaizumi offered to hold the party at his house

surprisingly, the earliest one there was kyoutani because ofc he's helping his senpai set up

imagine the both of them trimming the christmas tree i'm jlgkjalg

kyoutani even brought his own christmas decorations (they're little dogs with santa hats on them)

kindaichi and kunimi were next to come in and they brought a little gingerbread house that they made themselves

y'all oikawa came in last because of 'traffic' but iwaizumi's like 'bullshit, you live next door'

he was late because he was watching the doctor who christmas special

matsukawa and hanamaki are of course in charge of all the party games that last throughout the night

they have a newspaper dance game and they intentionally paired up oikawa and kyoutani

they were the first ones to lose the game because kyoutani wouldn't come a foot near oikawa and that's about how wide their newspaper was

iwaizumi and kindaichi easily won but kindaichi was flustered that iwaizumi carried him bridal-style

you can bet they also brought karaoke and yahaba surprised everyone with his rendition of 'all i want for christmas is you'

also matsukawa and hanamaki did a really good duet of 'baby it's cold outside'

oikawa wanted to make a speech about his friends being his family and them being his best christmas gift ever but hanamaki stopped him

oikawa ended up giving one anyway when the party ended up going on until much later and everyone cried

everyone except kyoutani who was wondering why everyone was crying until he realized that iwaizumi was going abroad for uni

shiratorizawa:

these guys are so close that they just had to have a christmas party together

goshiki ofc volunteered his own house and was deadset on making it the best christmas ever for his senpais

except tendou may have told him that ushijima's favorite decorations were mistletoe so ofc goshiki hung mistletoe ever

the funny thing is ushijima DOES like mistletoe. he thinks its classy and simple but he doesn't know about the kissing thing

meanwhile shirabu and tendou are on the side wondering if they should tell either of them

semi lost some kind of bet (probs with shirabu and kawanishi) and now he has to dress up as santa claus for some reason

lmao angry santa semi i love it already

tendou made some handmade chocolate truffles and half of them are delicious but the other half have a piece of onion in the middle

but the delicious ones are like REALLY delicious so everyone plays this sort of russian roulette game with tendou's chocolate truffles

semi kept on getting the onion truffles until reon felt bad for him and gave him his chocolate truffle

it ended up becoming a christmas tradition

ushijima actually gave everyone a gift and it's matching knee pads

shirabu actually loves them except he doesn't want to wear them out so he never wears them

also he gets cold really easily so even though the christmas party is indoors, he's wearing a sweater and a coat and a quilt on top of that

he honestly looks so cozy that by the end of the night everyone is cuddled up next to shirabu

EXCEPT USHIJIMA ALSO INVITED COACH WASHIJO TO COME IN

ushijima: he's our coach and therefore a part of our team so of course i invited him

no one can argue with him there

coach washijo was surprisingly a nice guest but everyone was extra courteous around him

semi served him some hot tea and shirabu even gave his quilt

goshiki was hiding in his bathroom because he might get lectured on his serves

they didn't know what activities to do with coach washijo around so tendou suggested watching their volleyball games (yes, goshiki has them all on tape) and coach washijo was all like 'i watch you play all the time why would i want to do that now?'

eventually they settled on watching Polar Express and it was nice

nekoma:

their christmas party is also a costume party because kuroo said so all of them came in christmas-themed costumes

AND THEY WERE ALL GROUP COSTUMES

the third years roped in shibayama and they all dressed up as the characters from 'A Christmas Carol'

shibayama was christmas past, kai was christmas present, kuroo was christmas future, and yaku was scrooge

kuroo: it's perfect because you're short and mean

it's funny because they all end up capitalists

okay but tbh the second years plus lev also went all out for their costumes because they come in as HOME ALONE

i'm clearly biased when it comes to my favorite christmas movies

fukunaga and taketora are the two robbers, kenma's kevin, and lev comes in as the house

it's basically a cardboard cut-out of a house that he and alisa made

the first twenty minutes of their christmas party is basically just them arguing about which group had the better costume

eventually they decide to actually enjoy the party

they end up playing a lot of parlor games and even though kenma hates how loud everyone is, he's still determined to win all of them

i swear, he ended up pushing lev out of the way during musical chairs, also grabbing the chair before sitting on it

but then after that kenma decides to play games for the rest of the night except kuroo confiscated his game console (again)

you can bet yaku and fukunaga cooked the christmas dinner for everyone

kai takes a million pictures for the memories but he's really a perfectionist about it and go crazy whenever lev moves two millimeteres too far to the left

when the pictures are developed kuroo has them developed on matching t-shirts and forces everyone to wear them during practice matches

tsukishima: nice shirt

kuroo: why THANK you

kenma: thanks, i fucking hate it

inarizaki:

ngl they're not SUPER into christmas but they're just mildly curious about the celebration

it's mostly the miya twins who initiate it as a way for all of them to have a get-together during the winter break

kita thinks it's a good idea and invites them all to his house

he's actually quite curious about christmas as a religious celebration so he reads up on it a lot and even starts to up his own nativity scene as decoration

he ends up asking his teammates if they want to bring anything to add to the nativity scene

suna brings his gundam figurines and atsumu has an acrylic standee of momo from twice

and now those are joseph and mary

aran and kita take one look at the nativity scene and go 'this doesn't look right' but atsumu looks so happy to have momo there that they just leave it be

osamu is in charge of food ofc but he can't make up his mind on what to cook so he ends up cooking a little bit of everything

ofc atsumu has to be the one to help him but he ends up tasting and eating a good portion while osamu's cooking

*insert fighting in the kitchen*

suna's just walking around taking pictures of everything and uploading them to his snapchat (which has a lot of followers)

"our chaotic team christmas party part 1 of ???"

aran and kita just want some chill time and drink hot chocolate while watching christmas specials

kita also hung up stockings for everyone and suna was expecting it to have candy but its full of fruit and healthy snacks

they still taste good though

suna’s also the first one to fall asleep right smack on kita’s couch

atsumu’s just about to draw on his face with permanent marker but kita has a disappointed look so he stops instantly

in fact, ALL of them end up falling asleep in the middle of kita’s living room

they look so cute aran is in the middle with each of the miya twins on his side. suna is sprawled all over the couch with his face buried in the cushions. kita is sleeping right next to the coffee table with his arms crossed over his chest

kita’s grandmother walks in on them in the living room and knows FOR SURE that she doesn’t have four grandchildren but she’s making them breakfast anyway

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castlevania-afterdark-imagines · 4 years ago

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Christmas Headcanons

This year has been a ride for everyone, so as a gift: some cute holiday HCs! We'll try to get to rolling out match ups after the festivities die down.

Trevor

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: Every ornament every Belmont child has made since his great great great great granddaddy. No tinsel though, the hunting dogs always try to eat it.

Favorite Holiday Treat: Gingerbread cookies! But he has Opinions™ about gingerbread houses. Why the hell put so much good candy on a decor piece people don’t let you eat?!

Holiday Lingerie Styles: Santa hat, clean pair of briefs, if not commando. Simple, but just as effective when he announces he’s planning on cumming down your chimney tonight.

Christmas Morning Jammies: A red onesie with white and red striped socks (If he really had his way it’d be what he slept in, but once the family started gathering for Christmas morning...well, best not to be dick out in front of the kids)

Alucard

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: Very simple, white lights and gold ornaments. It gives a nice warm glow, easy to assemble, and not super obvious when a bauble goes missing because they all look alike.

Favorite Holiday Treat: Eggnog. Yes, he’s aware it’s devisive as fuck, but anyone who takes issues with drinking what’s basically melted ice cream clearly missed the memo about the holidays being the time to indulge.

Holiday Lingerie Styles: He’s not really a lingerie guy to start, but if it’s a romantic Christmas lovemaking you want, he’ll nail the decorating just like he nails you. The lack of lingerie is made up for by the home makeover your room goes through to become a winter wonderland He splurges on white satin sheets that feel hideously luxerious to fucking ruin before Christmas morning.

Christmas Morning Jammies: Cream nightshirt, with red ribbon accents and matching pajama slacks

Sypha

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: She’s precise, taking her time to put up every ornament with care and making sure the tree has a healthy balance of decoration on every side. It’s cute when she gets frustrated upon finding a bare spot.

Favorite Holiday Treat: Rumballs. Just enough to make her nose a little warm, and they’re too heavy to have any other time of year.

Holiday Lingerie Styles: Lingerie implies a lack of coverage, and this lady runs cold. She might pick some lacey and soft white strap getup, but that is going to be hidden under a very thick house robe until you can get her warmed up enough to remove it.

Christmas Morning Jammies: Same thick houserobe, whether or not there’s anything underneath it entirely depends on whether or not her family had left the house already.

Dracula

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: Honestly, if left to his own devices he won’t have one. But if he has a partner or Adrian is staying over he’ll get a live tree and do some white lights with red garlands.

Favorite Holiday Treat: He’d say the wine, but honestly he drinks that year round. Upon observation you do notice a distinct increase in candy cane consumption.

Holiday Lingerie Styles: The one thing this man will get into the festive mood for. Low key likes couple sets, they’re ridiculous of course but if you both have some flimsy and strappy excuses for coverage it makes running around the house trying to tear them off each other so much more fun. Also he’d sell his soul for getting to rip up some thigh highs.

Christmas Morning Jammies: What jammies? Simple red satin button downs, they’re very soft but not the best for keeping him warm. That’s your job after all.

Lisa

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: Lights, lights, and more lights. She hates the short days so you have many different sizes of trees throughout the house with mixes of colored and white lights. The main tree in the living room gets all of the ornaments though, the others are there to give off the enchanted forest vibe.

Favorite Holiday Treat: Danish cookies. She hides her medical glove supply in the tin when she’s done. It’s just as upsetting to whoever finds them as finding sewing supplies.

Holiday Lingerie Styles: Angelic lace robe that hits about mid thigh and white fingerless gautlet gloves.. She already has cute lacey undies and bralets for other times of year so for her the up-styling for Christmastime is in the accessories.

Christmas Morning Jammies: All of the soft things. Fuzzy socks, sweatpants, fleece pullover, it takes her a bit to warm up in the morning, so cozy her up with a blanket and some hot tea.

Godbrand

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: Chaotic. Like some shit out of a Saturday morning cartoon, this man grabs the string of lights and spins the tree and lets them wrap around it wherever the hell they want. Cards taped to the walls, figurines placed in raunchy positions on the mantle, this ain’t your grandma’s Xmas.

Favorite Holiday Treat: Everything baked, but any kind of bread-based thing is the best. Though he also goes a bit feral for all of the roasted meats.

Holiday Lingerie Styles: Ugly sweater sans pants. Okay, maybe some glitter in his happy highway which he deems “Santa’s Landing Strip”.

Christmas Morning Jammies: It’s the most tame part of his holler-day cheer, it’s whatever clean boxers and plain Tshirt he could find through his eggnogg induced coma from the night before. At least he does remember to get dressed, gotta make sure all the kids get their presents on time!

Hector

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: Reeeeeeally simple, white and blue lights with maybe a few sparkly ornaments but those are just things begging to be broken by the house pets. If he can get a real tree that’s prefered but he’s also very aware that Caesar won’t know the difference between a Christmas tree and his favorite outside tree.

Favorite Holiday Treat: Mulled Cider. He likes to be warm after all, and it has fewer embarrassing effects than mulled wine.

Holiday Lingerie Styles: He’s not a big fan of Christmas so don’t go expecting a “Santa” cock sock. He’s not keen on wearing christmas lingerie himself, but if you happened to wear the very short red slip that just so happened to appear on your nightstand you can expect to get your stocking thoroughly stuffed.

Christmas Morning Jammies: Just some soft pj pants, maybe with a festive print if he happens upon them in his drawers.

Isaac

Christmas Tree Decorating Style: Bold of you to assume this man has a Christmas tree. That said, if you put one up he’ll participate in decorating at your request; an ornament here, a bauble there. The tree doesn’t bring him happiness as much as seeing you enjoying it does.

Favorite Holiday Treat: His preference is less about the sugary things (though he’ll gladly take anything you make) but he has a softer spot for the warm meals. A freshly baked bread pudding with cinnamon and clove would be perfect for him.

Holiday Lingerie Styles: He’s not going to participate, period. But he does love to see his partner in red regardless of the time of year...

Christmas Morning Jammies: If you plop a Santa hat on his head, he’ll tolerate it for you. Otherwise, it’s the same pajamas he always wears, a black cotton set with grey dotted vertical stripes. It’s a button up and you are tempted to unwrap that present after you’re done with the ones under the tree...

~Mod Soviet & Mod Rose

#trevor belmont #Sypha Belnades #adrian tepes #Vlad Dracula Tepes #Lisa Tepes #Godbrand #Hector #isaac #holiday imagines #winter holidays #gender neutral reader #mod rose #mod soviet #imagines #Castlevania

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