#christmas ff

[theficblog]

[7:29 pm]

LEE FELIX

Genre: Fluff + Christmas au + Crushes to lovers

Wordcount: 458

Warnings: Language + Kissing

A/N: merry christmas <3

NOW PLAYING: 24 to 25 - Stray Kids

The first thing your eyes landed on was the boy in the red sweater before your eyes. He was a bit far, but it was surely enough to send sparkles of excitement all around your body. His fluffy hair was haphazardly tucked under his Santa cap, and two little reindeer knitted on his sweater as he walked from the opposite side.

You could not register how long you kept on staring into his eyes, for the only thing you could manage to do was create scenarios with him in your head, something you had been doing for the past two years. Could you dare confess? Hell no! 

His lips curved as he offered you a smile. "Hi! Y/N!" and it was as though his voice jolted you out of the daydream and brought you back into reality.

"Felix! Merry Christmas!" You greeted him back.

Before the boy could utter more words, an exuberant scream was heard.

"Kiss! Kiss!" You both simultaneously turned your heads to the source, Hyunjin, who was quick to point out where the two of you stood.

Under the mistletoe. 

Things were now going to get awkward. You mentally cursed him for he wasn't being the best wingmate at the moment.

"What the fuck?" You let out an awkward chuckle, fixing your sleeves. Felix giggled at your action. His eyes were fixed on the ground as he pretended to be very keen on observing his footwear. 

After a moment, he broke the silence. 

"It's alright Y/N. If you don't want to do it, that is absolutely fine too." He brought comfort.

"Then you'd be cursed for life!" Hyunjin screamed from the other side where he was seated with a couple more friends, everybody was witnessing. 

"It's not like I don't want to do it." You told the boy with freckles, the boy with those glittery eyes as you stepped closer. He was not startled, he just smiled, and you could not tell if the tint of his cheeks was because of the cold or something else.

"This is going to be awkward." You giggled.

He gently took hold of your hands and reassured you once again before quickly checking your eyes for confirmation once more.

Finally, his lips came close to yours. Even though it was gentle and light, it nonetheless brought a new emotion to your heart. The more you kissed, the more you craved for. Even the larvae and caterpillars must have gotten to your stomach by this point, forget the butterflies!

It felt like a scene from one of those movies. The snow that had halted during the day began to fall once again as it grew dimmer outside. It was only the lights that illuminated the sparks as Christmas songs ran smoothly in the background. The carols mix them up with the aroma of freshly baked pies.

This Christmas was one to be fondly cherished as a memory.

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[flufflights]

𝗠𝗲𝗿𝗿𝘆 𝗰𝗵𝗿𝗶𝘀𝘁𝗺𝗮𝘀!

𝗚𝗲𝗻𝗿𝗲: fluff

Spending Christmas with your boyfriend (enhypen hyung line)

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Lee Heeseung:

Finally it was Christmas! This year's Christmas was special because it was the first time spending Christmas with your boyfriend.

As you and Heeseung stepped out of your cozy apartment your boyfriend took your hand, his touch warm. You looked up at him smiling. He smiled back as he gently pulled you closer.

“Are you ready for our special dinner?” he asked his voice warm.

“Absolutely! I can’t wait to see the restaurant” you replied your heart racing with excitement. As you walked hand in hand the world around you felt like a movie. Children laughed as they built snowmen and couples arm in arm.

You reached the restaurant.

“Table for two?” a waitress asked and your boyfriend nodded leading you to a table by the window.

While waiting for your food you talked and laughed about your favorite Christmas memories. He shared stories from his childhood and so did you.

After dinner you decided to walk through a nearby park.

As you walked, he pulled you close, wrapping his arms around you. “I’m so glad to be spending this Christmas with you” Hesseung said.

“Me too,” you replied.

Finally as you reached your apartment he turned to you “Merry Christmas!” he said leaning in for a sweet kiss.

“Merry Christmas!” you said smiling.

Park Jongseong:

Finally, Christmas arrived. You and Jay were in the kitchen, cooking together. Once the last dish was prepared you both carried the steaming bowls into the living room.

You sat onto the couch wrapping yourself in a soft comfy blanket. Jay sat beside you and as you began to eat you gazed out at the snow gently falling outside covering the world in a beautiful white blanket.

Jay wrapped his arm around your shoulders pulling you close. Your head rested against his shoulder feeling his warmth.

“Merry Christmas!” he said looking down at you with a smile that lit up his face.

“Merry Christmas,” you replied grinning back at him your heart swelling with joy. In that moment everything felt perfect just the two of you cozy and content, savoring the magic of the holiday together.

Sim Jaeyun:

As Christmas arrived, you decided to go for a walk in the snow with Jake and Layla. Jake noticed your cold hand and took it warming it with his own as you walked.

You passed by a cozy little café. You looked up at Jake your eyes sparkling with excitement. “Jake can we go into the café and get a hot chocolate?”

He chuckled. “Of course!” he replied holding the door open for you.

You stepped inside the warm air wrapping around you like a cozy blanket. You sat down at a small table Jake sitting across from you. You ordered a hot chocolate and he a warm cup of coffee.

As you sipped your drinks the warmth spread through you and you couldn’t help but smile. Spending Christmas with Jake felt just to perfect.

Park Sunghoon:

It was your first time spending Christmas with your boyfriend, Sunghoon your excitement grew as you both walked through the Christmas market.

As you wandered hand in hand one stand caught your eye showcasing adorable Christmas ornaments and decorations. Sunghoon noticed your gaze lingering and pulled out his wallet with a warm smile. “Which one do you like?” he asked his eyes sparkling with curiosity.

You pointed at a cute little Christmas tree. “I like this one!”

Without hesitation, he bought it for you. You turned to him to hug him tightly and to plant a soft kiss on his cheek. “I love spending Christmas with you,” you said.

“Me too” he replied while smiling.

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[kookwashere]

A december kind of love

paring: reader x jungkook, wife/husband

sum: you and jungkook have been married for almost a year and this is your first christmas coming up together as a newly married couple, how will you both spend the start of your holiday season?

warnings: cute nicknames, smut later on in story (big dick jk and unprotected) explicit language, mentions of pregnancy, mentions of oc's trauma (r*pe and abuse), story in lowercase on purpose, please keep these in mind.

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the mistletoe, the little piece green plucked from nature decorated with holiday berries and a bow, hanging in front of a door.

you're arms were wrapped around his neck, his hands resting on your waist, staring in each others eyes in the doorway.

"it's a mistletoe, pretty girl, you know what that means?" he asked, his voice soft.

"of course i know what it means, what about it?" you whispered to him.

he leaned in and kissed your plump red lips. "you know, i've dreamed about spending this holiday for you for as long as i can remember." he said while pulling back

you smiled and played with his hair while looking into his eyes, "it's going to be a good season, huh?" you said.

"the best." he said while leaning in once again to kiss you under the mistletoe.

you smiled and kissed him back again, then your little niece came running in the room. "ooooh! mommy, aunt ____ and uncle kook are kissing again!" you heard her little voice and pulled away from jungkook.

"what are you doing haley? weren't you with your mom?" you asked bending down to her level. "mommy doesn't know i got out of the room...well i guess she does now that i called for her..." she realized. you just giggled and came back up to jungkook.

haley's mom come out, your older sister. "____, sorry she got out, i really tried to keep an eye on her but i got a call and turned around for one second and-" she started rambling "hey, hey- don't worry, i love my little haley." you said and smiled down at her. "and i love her too." jungkook said as he picked up haley in his arms and blew raspberries on her cheek, her cute little giggles filled the room.

"wow, i can't believe it's december already, i feel like all the months went by so fast, i cannot be the only one." you said with your hands on your hips. "no, i agree, it felt like yesterday i asked you to marry me." jungkook said with a smile on his face

"oh please, that felt like 1910." you said jokingly. "did it really feel that long ago?" he asked. "well, i was joking but in some ways it kind of does, i can already see your grey hair koo." you teased, fingers curling around his raven locks.

"what?? no, are you serious?" he panicked and ran to the bathroom to see. "koo, baby- i was just kidding, your still my handsome late 20 year old hubby." you said and pecked his cheek.

"shit, don't do that to me baby, you know wasting money on hair dye is not my thing." he breathed out with his hand over his heart.

you giggled and continued to put up more decorations around your house, your sister was just staying over for the holidays, "trust me, i know jungkook." you said walking away, still giggling.

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you and jungkook were lying in your shared bed, your head resting against his bare chest, his arm around your waist and hand resting on your hip, his other arm under his head, you drew circles on his chest in a pattern that he liked.

"i can't believe it, our first christmas coming up as a married couple." he mumbled out. you nodded and smiled. "crazy, isn't it?" you said against his chest. "i wonder if like 5 or 7 years from now, or whenever, we'll have our own little family, them jumping on our bed christmas morning saying 'santa came!'...i don't know, it's kind of stupid isn't it?" he chuckled.

"no koo, it's not stupid at all, i'm just shocked because i thought you said you didn't want kids." you looked up at him.

"yeah in my junior year of high school silly, but now that i met the love of my life and matured, that's my second big dream." he looked down back at you. "your second? what's your first?" you asked curiously.

"to spend the rest of my life with you until we are buried next to each other 6 feet underground." he smiled.

"hmmm, you little romantic dork." you flicked his forehead. "ow! what was that for?" he said putting his hand on his forehead.

"it's my love language if you forgot, i thought you knew that!" you pouted. "nah i didn't forget baby, just startled me." he chuckled and looked into your eyes. "do you remember my love language?" he asked softly.

"no i don't, do you maybe mind showing me?" you said just as softly back. he tucked a piece of hair behind your ear and slowly leaned in, connecting your lips.

your hands found the back of his neck and the kiss melting ever so softly, it just felt so right. he knew he was getting carried away, you both did, but you both needed this right now.

"kook- haley is right next to us in the other room..." you said breaking the kiss. "i guess you'll have to be quiet then, yeah?" he said kissing down your neck, sliding his hands up your night gown.

you held onto his shoulders as he kissed right between your breasts, his hands discarding the night gown.

he came back up to you but his fingers didn't, no, his fingers went down, under your panties, finding your excitement that came from that heated kiss, and just him himself.

"already wet? we just kissed baby, how cute..." he teased. "stop jungkook, please..." you said while gripping his shoulders tighter.

he kissed you again, tongues interlocking, his fingers sliding into your entrance, you moaned but you quickly stopped when you remembered haley or your sister could wake up any moment.

jungkook slid another finger in, shortly a second one, his index finger, middle finger and ring finger all in there. "gotta stretch you out again, it's been awhile." he groaned out. you moaned at his words. "you liked that huh? you dirty girl..." he teased sexily. "kook, g-gonna-" you couldn't finish your sentence because he pulled his fingers out. "i don't think so, cmere." he said and flipped you onto your fours. he quickly took off his boxers, grabbing his heavy length and slapping it against your ass cheek.

"i don't have a condom, is this okay?" he asked quietly. "yes, fuck jungkook, just please put it in." you whined desperately. he bit his lip and lined up his member, sliding it in easily because of your wetness.

"oh my fucking god, fuck baby..." you heard from behind you, your hands pressed against the headboard, moaning as quiet as you can.

his thrusts started to get meaner, but still gentle with you. your moans were started to get louder. "shhh, i should've put my cock in your mouth before to teach you what it's like to be quiet, you disobedient girl." he slapped your ass while thrusting into you. "i-im sorry, i-i- oh my god... i'm trying..." you moaned out, your hand cupping over your mouth to try and be quiet. "mmm." he moaned out, each thrust against you, your ass rippled against him.

"yeah? you like this huh? i do too, i fucking love it, i fucking love you." he said moaning. "i- fuck! i love you too." you whined put. "i'm gonna cum baby, can i cum inside? can i cum inside your tight little pussy?" he said, his thrusts losing that fast steady pattern. "fuck, please jungkook..." you said about to lose it. you felt a pressure in your belly, your eyes rolling back while letting out the sluttiest, beautiful, hottest moan jungkook has heard. just a few seconds after, jungkook came inside you with a loud groan and a strong grip on your ass.

you felt over, breathing heavily, jungkook doing the same. after a few minutes he got up with a warm towel, gently cleaning you both up, with the bed.

"go pee baby." jungkook said gently patting your thigh. you groaned, you were so comfy though. "okay, stay here." you said wrapping a towel around your body. "of course." he smiled tiredly. you went to the bathroom and came back, and joined jungkook in his open arms.

"thank you." you whispered while hugging him. "no, thank you." he said back, hugging you even tighter.

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you woke up in the morning, and yawned, looked over to your side to see your husband beside you. "hey baby, good morning." you whispered, pecking his forehead. he's out of it. you giggled seeing him snore like a beast." you got out of bed, and went over to your full sized mirror, seeing all the love marks jungkook left on your body. your neck, your breasts, your thighs. you sighed, you didn't sigh because you were mad, fuck, you felt like a canvas that was painted by the best artist. you sighed because these marks were good, unlike previous ones you had.

"baby, what's wrong?" you heard a deep voice behind you. "oh good morning! it's nothing." you said looking at him and smiling. "i know when something is wrong, tell me, please." he said holding both of your hands. you hesitated a moment, looking into his eyes.

you sighed giving in. "do you remember i told you the relationship with my father was not good, at all?" you asked tilting your head. "you mentioned it a few times, what's wrong?" he said squeezing your hands.

"when i was 9, my father was always out, he went to clubs, he drinked, cheated on my mom numorous times, it was like that every night. he would come home and throw me and my sister in a closet, locking us in there until we 'learned our lesson'." you looked down your lap. "he burned cigars on our skin, he slapped our mother right infront of us, he threw us and slapped us aswell, it was like that until one night, he was super drunk, more than usual, my sister and mom were already locked in a closet, god knows what happened to them, i was playing with the only barbie i had. i remember him randomly grabbing my arm, throwing me on the bed..then..." you couldn't finish the sentence.

"i'm so sorry, i knew i should have told you earlier but i thought you would think of me differently and then-" you cried "hey, ___, baby- it's okay, shh, your okay baby." he said and pulled you to his chest. "that's why im so close with my sister, just a couple years after that we found out our mom had died and our dad eventually was put in jail...my sister was the one that took care of me, she was always there for me, that's why i'm trying to do the same for her right now." you said, still crying but not as much.

"awww baby...," he whispered. "i don't think any differently of you, if anything...i think your so brave, your such a strong, intelligent, brave woman, that's a reason i fell in love with you, more than you would ever know." he whispered connecting your foreheads.

you smiled and hugged him. "i love you jungkook, i love you so much." you said in his neck.

"i love you more, ____."

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you were still decorating the christmas tree when you realized you forgot to put the star on top, how silly of you. you couldn't even fucking reach the top. "jungkook?" you yelled. "can you help me put the star on the tree?" he came almost immediately, "don't worry, i got you." he smiled.

"thank you." you stepped back so he could work his magic. the star lit up on the tree and it really did pull all of it together. haley came running into the room. "mommy, look! it's a star!" she said with a big toothy smile. "sure is haley, isn't it beautiful?" your sister said. "yes! it's so beautiful like me!" she said confidently.

all three of you giggled agreeing. "i have a really good feeling this is going to be a good christmas and that 2024 is going to come with wonderful things." you said to your sister and jungkook. "i agree." your sister nodded while smiling, staring at the beautiful tree.

jungkook took your hand and kissed the top of it. "as beautiful as this tree is, i have something more beautiful that i can look at every single day." he said looking at you. "maybe in 2024 there will be surprises, sadness, joy, love, but whatever it is, im in it with you, and for the rest of the years to come." he said smiling, taking your hand and leading you under the mistletoe once again.

"you slick boy." you said smiling, leaning in to kiss him again, of course with haley teasing both of you and showing her mother. "you cute girl." he said back, leaning into kiss you again.

yeah, this will be a good year.

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that's it!! i hope you liked this little christmas treat, i'm just posting this now because i'm going to be busy the rest of december but wanted to do something 🥺 i hope everyone has a merry christmas and a happy new year! 💜

[arkanacore]

my fave minions stan

Kadek from Falling Falling Stars by @not-poignant

[fuctacles]

The best date that never happened

for @steddiemicrofic's prompt "pine". This is part 4 of the accidental AU i only write for random challenges now apparently.

508 | G | no cw | they say the b word!!!

1 / 2 / 3

Steve was moping. He’s been planning another round of holiday preparations with Eddie, but he ditched him at the last minute, claiming something important has come up. What could be more important than picking up a Christmas tree?

And maybe a cup of hot chocolate while they maybe walk around the stores brainstorming gifts for little shitheads, too.

Okay, yes, he was hoping to turn it into an impromptu date, sue him.

He had this perfect sneaky date day fully formed in his head for a week and now he had to go alone. While he wasn’t angry at Eddie, the bitter feeling wouldn’t leave him. Even the new Wham! couldn’t compare to Eddie's chatter if he was walking alongside him. He would comment on how creepy the nutcrackers on the display were, and how the hot chocolate could use more marshmallows. 

He passes dads with measuring tape and kids whipping each other with abandoned twigs. Everyone is looking for the perfect tree in their own way. 

Except for him. His perfect way would include Eddie. Or Robin, at least. But he wasn’t ready for her opinions right now. 

“Steve!” 

Over the Christmas chatter, a familiar voice broke out. He whipped his head around to look for the under-conditioned, beloved mop of hair, but all he could see was a Santa hat. Confused, he looked further, but the person in the hat started waving. With no more prompting needed, he jogged over.

“Eddie!” 

The boy’s cocky smile turned into a startled laugh when Steve ran into him and hugged him tightly, lifting him off the ground.

“Did you ditch me to play dress-up?” he asks incredulously after they part, pulling on the white pompom of his hat.

“Yeah, Jeff’s family needed an extra pair of hands at the last minute. I’m sorry for canceling our plans, but…” He perks up immediately, mischief in his eyes, as he pulls Steve deeper into the green maze. “I was told I could pick one tree for myself, but we both know there’s no space in the trailer for this, so I thought, what better way to abuse my newfound power to save a tree for my boy- My- My boy,” he settles on after a moment of stuttering. He squeezes self-consciously on Steve's hand but doesn’t let go. 

They stopped at the back of the fenced-off area, in front of a gorgeous pine tree. Its branches are full and even and the perfect height for Steve's living room. He’s not looking at it.

“Your boy?” he asks teasingly. 

“You are a boy,” Eddie counters. 

“I'd argue that I'm a man, but nobody says ‘manfriend’, do they?”

Eddie is red in the face, and so is Steve, with what he’s about to say.

“So… Boyfriends?”

Their hands are still clasped together, but Eddie smiles down at the ground, kicking stray pebbles.

“Yeah. Do you like it?”

He’s not sure if he’s asking about the tree or the new status of their relationship, but the answer is the same anyway.

“I really do.” 

[heeseungspookie]

White Christmas: ⚠️Spoiler⚠️

boyfriend! Niki x female reader

Warnings: kissing, fluffy, uhhhh basically nothing to worry about

A/N: This is my first fanfic so likes and reposts are appreciated

You and Niki have been together for about 2 years now, and you were known as sweetest couple when you were in high school. Now how you got together...is something you would expect from a cheesy romantic movie.

it was during a game of truth and dare at your school camp, ironic right? You and Niki were both crushing on each other for quite a long time, but neither of you had the guts to confess, scared of rejection. Your best friend Sunoo, also friends with Niki, knew about the hopeless situation you were both in. So when the bottle landed on Niki, you didn't miss the mischievous grin painting Sunoo's face.

"Niki, truth or dare?" he tilted his head and had that cute pout on his lips that led to every one believing that Sunoo was the most innocent boy they've ever met, but you could see right past his façade. You rolled your eyes, waiting for what was to come. "hmm...dare?" Niki also knew Sunoo long enough to know when he was up to no good.

Sunoo clasped his hand together and smirked. "i want you...to kiss your crush." As soon as he said this, you felt your heart fall a bit, because you knew that Niki didn't like you. Well, you thought you knew. Your eyes went wide when you saw Niki approaching you with hesitant steps. And you swore that you felt your heart completely stop when he bent down to your level and pressed his plush lips to your, leaving a quick peck before bolting to his tent and hiding in his sleeping bag.

Although you were still nervous, you decided to confess to him anyways. you quietly went up to the entrance of his tent, contemplating whether this was a good idea or not, but it was too late to go back now. "hey Niki?" you said in a small voice, hoping not to scare the boy. You heard some shuffling inside the tent with the tent entrance opened to reveal a blushing Niki. "Y-Y/N?" His eyes went wide, "W-what are you doing here?". You took a deep breath before looking at him in the eyes. "I wanted to make sure that you were okay." The warm smile that settled on your lips was enough to melt his heart.

It wasn't until a hand waved in front of his face that he realized that he was staring. "Oh um- sorry," Niki turned away, his face getting redder. "And um...yeah I'm good." "You sure?" He stood up, facing you with a confident gaze. "There's something that I want to tell, actually, I wanted to tell you this for a while now" You looked at him with wide eyes as Niki stepped closer and closer until he was face to face with you. "What is it?" You asked. He took a deep breath before speaking again. "I like you y/n, I really like you" You felt your cheeks heating up as you responded. "I like you too"

[rudolphsb9]

This year my personal skeleton war is against eggnog on the shelf since late September

[kazoosandfannypacks]

Favorite Time of Year (sabezra drabble)

requested by @kanerallels (kind of? see a/n)

"I don't think I've ever seen you so excited," Sabine said, "and that's saying something."

"What can I say?" Ezra shrugged, digging through a box of decorations, "Life Day is my favorite time of year."

"Any particular reason?" Sabine asked.

"Oh, you know. Tinsel, lights, jingle bells," a sly smile crossed his face as he pulled a plant out of the box, "mistletoe..." He held it over his head and winked at Sabine.

"What kind of Mandalorian would I be if I didn't follow tradition?" Sabine rolled her eyes, then kissed Ezra's now-blushing cheek.

"Best Life Day ever," Ezra thought.

(a/n and tags under the cut)

a/n: fun fact! this is not based on the song kanerallels requested, but, in fact, an entirely different song! the mistake was on my part, so i may be writing another drabble later to make up for it!

taglist: @laughingphoenixleader @accidental-spice @kanerallels @piraterefrigerator @jedi-nurse @dootchster @lucasbridger @redroverrider @light-umbra @commander-tech @jedimandalorian @notanodinarygirl{if you’d like to be added to or removed from my Sabezra taglist, let me know!}

📀 Christmas Song Drabbles

[ermgwhat]

INUMAKI 🐠‼️

Two episodes left of jjk 😿. If ONE more person dies I'm done. (Except that blue hair twink I hope he finally fucking dies I hate him sm)

[believingispowerfulmagic]

The Christmas Waltz

Summary:  Regina Mills wanted to share the perfect dance at her Christmas wedding and so booked lessons with Robin Locksley. When her wedding plans fall through, will she find happiness and solace in the dance studio…and her rather attractive dance teacher? And will she prove to be exactly who Robin needs in his life as well? OQ AU

Chapter 1: FFN | AO3 | Wattpad

Chapter 6: Dance the Night

FFN | AO3 | Wattpad

Excerpt:

Regina took a car service to Storybrooke Dance Studio, tipping the driver before getting out of the car. Her heels clicked on the sidewalk as she approached the door, opening it and stepping into the warmth of the lobby. She smiled as she saw Robin behind the counter, dressed in a green shirt with white trees on it paired with nice black pants.

"Someone looks festive," she said, leaning against the counter.

"Thank you," he replied. "We all try to look our best for Mum's party."

She felt relief as she said: "Glad to hear it. I was afraid I was going to be overdressed for the party."

He shook his head. "You can never be overdressed for a holiday party in my opinion."

"Perhaps," she replied. "I'm ready whenever you are."

"I'll be ready in a second," he said, his eyes focused on the computer screen. "Just have to make sure the virtual assistant is activated."

Surprise and happiness filled her. "You took my suggestion?"

He nodded, moving around the counter toward her. "You made a good point. And the virtual assistant seemed the best option, especially since we've been burned before."

"You have?" she asked, guilt filling her. Had she reopened old wounds by making such a big deal about someone not being there to answer their phones? What had happened and why was she imagining someone stealing money before running away?

"Yeah. I can tell you about it in the car, which should be here shortly," he said, stopping in front of her. He tilted his head. "What's that you're holding?"

She looked down at the wrapped package in her hands before looking back up at him. "Cookies. It's rude to go someplace empty handed."

He nodded. "Right, of course."

"Your mother isn't going to mind, right?" Regina asked, panicking. Maybe she should've brought wine instead of cookies.

"Of course not," he assured her. "Sorry, I was just curious."

She nodded, though she still worried. He guided her toward the door and turned off the lights before they stepped outside. Once he lowered the gate, he motioned to the street. "There's our car - right on time," he said.

"You don't have to keep getting me a car," she said, approaching the black sedan. "I don't mind taking public transit."

"It's okay," he replied. "It's a couple trains anyway. This is more direct."

She nodded as he opened the back door, taking his hand as she slid into the car. He got in and sat beside her before nodding to the driver. "We're all ready," he said.

The driver pulled away as Robin patted Regina's hand. "You seem nervous. Relax - it's just a family Christmas party."

"I know," she replied. "But I still feel like it's a really big deal. Will there be any other students there?"

"Current ones? No," Robin said. "Any students there are old ones and usually are my parents' former students. Marian and I don't tend to invite our students."

The knot in her stomach tightened. "Are you sure this is okay?"

"Yes," he replied. "My mother does not issue invitations with the expectation that someone will say no. She wants everyone to come."

"Alright," she said, though she still was nervous about the party. "I'm not very good with social settings where I don't really know anyone."

Robin patted her hand. "You'll know me, my parents, Roland and Marian. And my family is very welcoming. You'll be part of the family and feel at home within the first hour, trust me."

She still felt unsure but decided to trust him. "Alright."

"If you still don't feel comfortable after that hour, you can come find me and I'll get you home," he promised. "Okay?"

"Okay," she said, feeling more assured. "Thank you."

He nodded, patting her hand again. "So, what kind of cookies did you bring?"

"Oh," she replied, looking down at the package in her hands. "Whatever looked most appealing at my local store, honestly. I would've loved to bake some but I didn't really have the time or the ingredients."

"Do you like to bake?" he asked, looking intrigued.

She nodded. "I find it calms me. But I wasn't expecting to bake until after the New Year so I wasn't prepared to do it now."

"Understandable," he replied. "Maybe once the holidays are over you can find time and the ingredients to bake again."

"Maybe," she said, deciding to make him something once everything was done. It would be her way to thank him for everything he had done for her so far.

They lapsed into silence as the car inched forward in the Manhattan traffic. She then turned to him. "So, how were you burned before?"

He nodded. "Right. Well, Marian and I used to have another teacher."

"Oh," she said, surprised. "What happened to them?"

"He fell in love with a student," he replied. "Which wouldn't have been too bad…except that she was married and taking the classes with her husband."

Regina winced. "Ooh…"

"Yeah," Robin said, sighing. "We only found out though when he didn't show up for one of his other lessons. And as we're trying to call him, the husband stormed into our studio demanding to speak to him and looking ready for a fight. We finally put together what happened and that the two had run away together. We got his key to the studio and a few other things mailed to us a week later and only a PO Box where we could send his tax forms. Haven't heard from him since."

"I can understand why you're hesitant to hire someone else," she replied, thinking of the angry jilted husband. "That could've destroyed your school and reputation if the husband decided to take his anger out on you."

Robin sighed. "He wanted to, trust me. Thankfully, he had brought someone with a cooler head who was able to convince him that we were not responsible for his wife's decision to cheat and that we were victims too."

"Good," she said, relieved things turned out well in the end. "I can understand why you're hesitant to hire someone new then."

"Yeah," he replied. "I mean, it's less likely a receptionist is going to run off with someone than an instructor but you know the saying – once bitten, twice as shy."

She nodded. "I get it."

Robin hummed, looking pensive. "I guess though I'll have to get over that if I open my own school. I can't do everything."

"No, you can't," she replied before taking his hand and giving it a squeeze. "And it's when you open your own school, not if."

"Right," he said, smiling softly as he nodded. "You're right."

He looked out the window, taking a deep breath as he studied their surroundings. "I think we're almost at my place."

That surprised her as she looked out her window, spotting brownstones that looked similar to Robin's. "That was faster than I thought," she said.

"Me too," he replied. "But that just means more time at the party."

"I guess," she said, clutching the cookies closer as her stomach tightened into another knot.

He patted her knee again. "You'll be fine. I promise."

She nodded as the car pulled up to a house and came to a stop. Robin opened the door and stepped out, holding his hand out to her. "It's a bit icy, be careful," he said.

"You be careful," she warned him. "We don't want another trip to Urgent Care."

"Don't worry," he said, helping her out of the car. "I promise to be very, very careful myself."

She nodded, watching as he closed the door. "Good."

[mewbyss]

Christmas is coming ✧˚₊(๑•ᴗ•๑) ₊˚✧ ﾟ. Jill Warrick Final Fantasy XVI

[supernatural-flowers]

As I am watching the earlier seasons of SPN I find the relationship between Dean and Sam especially interesting. They care so much about each other, they are the brothers ever actually.

That episode with Gabriel trying to teach Sam that they can’t keep sacrificing oneself for the other one but they are just so devoted and dependent to each other that it’s impossible to live without the other one

I’ll try and explain better when my thoughts on them feel more coherent

[sleepisaturn]

warm mugs and warm hugs

Christmas fic ⛄

PAIRING—boyfriend!bucky barnes x gn!reader

SUMMARY—as Bucky's partner you absolutely can't allow it that he spends Christmas alone.

WARNINGS—hurt/comfort, sad Bucky, a pinch of angst but this is technically a fluffy fic

A/N—I know its way past Christmas but hey IM BACK BITCHES

A knock awoke Bucky who's in bed, well more like disturbed as he wasn't actually asleep. He tried but Bucky's an insomniac; who's only effective sleeping pill is you. He groaned as he rolled off his bed, landing on the soft but rough carpet under the wooden bed frame.

" I swear to God, it's the holidays, didn't that mean I get a few days where people don't disturb— " his annoyed murmurs was silenced by the view of the person on the other side of the door. The corners of his mouth turn upwards as he saw the person through the peephole. Half your face hidden by a scarf, a box of cookies on one hand and a thermos on the other that contained hot chocolate, held by cute green mittens that he gifted you a few days prior. Pride filled his chest as he sees the green mittens being out to use.

" doll ... you're supposed to be with you're family " Bucky's raspy deep voice called and sighs as he accepts your hug, a warm feeling dancing on his stomach as the smile on his face widens when you nuzzled your head on his chest. His arms wrapping tighter around your body as he finally feels at home, the cold atmosphere of his apartment warming up with just your presence.

" and I am " your small murmured voice replied as he pulled both your bodies near the kitchen whilst still in each other's embrace.

A comfortable silence fell as the two of you untangled from each other. Your hand immediately clasping itself with his as you looked at him with lots of love but a tint of sadness as you remember the reason you were here in the first place.

He sighed seeing the look on your eyes, mistaking it for pity but he knew you were just concerned but deep down he thinks just like everybody else, you just pity him and sometimes he's scared it's the actual reason that you're dating him.

Your body immediately followed Bucky's as he turned away from you, his head turning to yours as you use your palm to gently hold the side of his face. The growing beard slightly tickling your palms as you caressed his cheeks, a sad smile forming on your face as you notice his eyes that couldn't look at yours.

" hey, I'm not mad, I'm just ... it's the holidays, it's Christmas—it's an unspoken rule that you can't be alone for Christmas, baby "

He mirrors your hand, the back of his fingers slowly caressing the side of your face. He's still cautious about touching you even with his non metal arm because just like everything in his life, he thinks he'll ruin you—hurt you and even worse break you.

You knew that, you saw a lot of times how hesitant his touches was even in the middle of very intimate moments but you're patient. You knew being with him wasn't gonna be easy but you didn't hate him for that, not even a little bit. You never got tired proving Bucky that he could never hurt you and you never will. The love you have for Bucky is unconditional.

" remind me to beat bird brain's ass tomorrow " He replies with a little laugh.

" don't even, he tried to hide it but I spot liars even from a hundred miles away.

—you told me you'd be with Sam's family for Christmas because Steve's with Sharon, again I'm not mad ... why did you lie? did you hate the idea of meeting my family that much James? "

James, he's fucked he thinks; you only ever call him James in serious situations, when your angry or worse—dissapointed.

" No! of course not doll, I-I " He immediately cups your face on his large hands, your cheeks slightly getting squished together that made him chuckle as your glare intensified.

" Sorry doll—It's just I don't want to ruin your family's Christmas incase they don't like the fact you're dating me, no parent would be calm when their child is dating the world's most dangerous assassin " He laughs as your cute face felt irresistible, even if his own words degraded his being but he couldn't control his laugh as all he could see was your cute grumpy face with furrowed brows and cheeks that were still cupped by his large hand.

" ex-assasin, James—we've talked about this and my family would be scared at first but they wouldn't hate you "

" stop calling me James, doll "

" I'm dating you, they're gonna be protective, especially my mom but that's just because I brought home a boy " You ignored his words, taking his hands off the sides of your face. You held both his hands in yours, with a tight grasp and a deep breath you look straight into his steel blue eyes.

" I love you, Bucky "

" and I love you too, you're too good for me " He said with love and sadness lacing his tone. Slightly tilting your head as you make a move to kiss Bucky. Smiling against the feeling of his soft lips with the roughness of his stubble. The two felt the warmth of each other as they explored each other's bodies a bit. You're hands wrapping around his neck while he grabs your waist with his hands.

As the two of you separated for a breather, you looked at each other's eyes full of love.

" doll, not gonna lie, I kinda want that hot chocolate now " you chuckle slightly and pecking his lips once more.

The both of your spent two hours just talking about random things while you sat on the counter and Bucky stands in-between your legs. The two of you holding warm mugs filled with hot chocolate that had little marshmallows floating on the top. Bucky could stay right here forever.

But the two of you find yourselves minutes later on the top of the rooftop of the building his unit was at, laying flat on your backs on the room's roof that was built on the top floor, so that the two of you would be closer to the stars. Your fingers pointed out one of the constellations you knew, the bright lights of the moon and stars reflecting on your eyes because that's where Bucky was looking. You eyed the stars with amazement as Bucky looks at you with eyes filled with adoration. He loves you so much sometimes he questions why you're with a guy like him.

" I suggested we go here so we could look at the stars not so you could look at me, sergeant "

" not my fault you're a much better view doll "

" god you're such a romantic and they don't believe me when I say the great Bucky Barnes actually wrote me a poem once "

" to be fair it was a shit poem "

" it was the effort I liked "

" so you do admit it was a horrible piece of literature " He said chuckling as he moves his body closer to yours, using one of his elbow to support the top half of his body. His other hand immediately holding your hand that wasn't busy feeding yourself cookies.

" I love you "

" I know "

" I love you, doll, I am so in love with you and its scares me sometimes just how much I'm in love with you " he said while chuckling at the end as a big smile was painted on his face. His smile starts to falter seeing you have no reaction and your eyes that didn't meet his.

" I love you too " you whispered almost too quietly

" good, you kinda got me there so—uh so why the sad face? ... shit, was that too sudden? " He questioned, closing his eyes as he ran both hands through his hair

" I know we've only been dating for a year and well a couple months but— "

" no, uh nothings wrong "

" okay doll, that's pleasant to here " he humors making you slightly chuckle

You reached for his hand, locking your fingers with his as your finally look directly at his eyes

" I love you all the time. Every minute of every day and sometimes you pretty much the only reason I wake up in the morning, so I guess this is it, I love you and I don't ever wanna live without you James "

Your confession made Bucky feel like he was in heaven, like all the secrets of the world was bestowed upon him by Jesus. God, you were going to be the death of him and God does it scare him that your now his biggest weakness. He'd do absolutely anything for you, he'd die for you, he'd even kill for you if you asked.

" don't ever have to worry about me disappearing doll " He said with a straight face before immediately catching your lips, both his hands cupping your face gently.

" Merry Christmas, Baby " you said as he parts away his lips from yours while still cradling your face.

" I promise, you'll never have to celebrate Christmas alone, ever "

[snowpetaly]

Winter love

bts moodboard ❄️

[macverse]

Yuletide

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It's Christmas and you finally have time alone with your super soldier

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A/N: Thank you's too @empty-sigh(18+), @moderndaymystic, @sarahdonald87 (18+), and @babyjakes (18+), @daddyneeds-you (18+), @serephineh, @bloodbending, @fucktoyfelix (18+), @fandomfluffandfuck (18+), @quinnandersonwrites for inspo, motivation and reference content.

I do not write smut y'all. I was blushing all the way through this. Not because of the smut. Because I was writing it. I read things like this all the time. Writing it was an experience! But the idea had to let out and here we are. I'm glad all of these beautiful people's pages exist and help me through this fic. Thank you.

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“Y/N, come here,” Steve calls you from the living room, “What is this.”

You’d spent most of the afternoon making the living room in the rented cabin nestled in the woods feel cozy and inviting. It had been a while since you and Steve had had any time alone together and you wanted to make it special. You found an abundance of candles in the store closets and piled every cozy blanket and pillow over every seating surface and on the floor. You imagined Steve would have you moaning and writhing all over the room and couldn’t wait to feel the soft chunky knit pillows and faux fur blankets on your overstimulated skin. 

You transformed the living room while Steve was outside chopping firewood. While you raced around the cabin for supplies, you stopped for a moment to watch him through a window that looked out over the yard. You felt your breath quicken as he swung the axe up and over his head as if it were nothing, easily gliding through log after log, the large snowflakes steadily falling around him. Something about the steady and repetitive thwack of the axe caused your attention to hone in on the space between your thighs. Nothing about the simple act of chopping wood should have made you feel aroused but your body tingled in all the right places as you watched Steve’s muscles work under the tight, long-sleeved shirt he wore as he worked through the pile of wood. 

When Steve came back in, you’d pretended nothing was going on as he placed the basket filled with the large pile of wood he carried inside. You handed him a steaming hot cup of coffee and diverted him from the living room by telling him you’d started the shower so that it would be nice and warm. He kissed you sweetly and headed off to the shower none the wiser to what you’d been up to. You were supposed to be making Steve an apple pie while you’d been purposefully redecorating. You tried to make up for lost time weaving the lattice top and didn’t hear him as he snuck by, finding your surprise before you had meant to reveal it.

“With the way that snow is coming down out there, I thought we could spend some time together however you’d like,” you said feigning innocence, “You’ve just finished a long mission, Steve. I thought maybe I could help you relax.”

Steve looks around the room, taking in the near fire-starting amount of candles and all the plush items before turning to look at you, “You did all this for me, dollface?”

You nod sweetly in reply and slowly unbutton the thick cable knit cardigan you’d had on to keep warm. Underneath, you had on a cropped wrap top that gently cupped your naked breasts and a long peasant skirt that would easily slip from your body the minute you unbuckled the belt from your waist. You shivered slightly as the warmer material fell to the ground. When you saw Steve's eyes darken as he took in your exposed skin you knew that you’d be warm enough soon. It wasn’t just the sight of your exposed body that was turning his mood. It was the sight of every tattoo on your skin. 

The first time you'd done anything sexual with Steve, he'd paid special attention to the places where your original tattoos were. When you’d met him, you’d only had a few simple, small tattoos. The change in his mood over the few lines of ink surprised you. He gripped your hip almost too roughly where you had an outlined heart. He licked and nipped at your skin with his teeth, alternating between your sensitive nipples and catching your skin just below the swell of your breasts where you had a line of text. His large hands securely held down and stroked your wrist where you had your favorite book quote as he drove into you. Long gone was the good ‘ol boy routine that had swept you off your feet. It was replaced with something primal, darker, and hungry. 

Afterward, he’d asked you about them. It wasn’t just curiosity. Steve wanted to know what they meant. Wanting to know why you got them. Wanted to know how you felt when you were getting them. It made you feel as if he was making sure that your tattoos were not connected to anyone other than you. That was when he confessed to you how much he liked tattoos. Told you about how it made him feel, to see the ink permanently there on someone’s skin. How hard it made him to see something he’d drawn on someone's skin. How uncontrollably he felt when he saw it if he’d put it there himself. How much the idea of permanently marking someone like that turned him on.

He’d confessed how badly he’d wanted one himself but never could because the super soldier serum running through his veins was constantly healing him and erasing any ink he’d put on his skin. You’d asked him if he wanted to do that to you, to mark your skin. That was the first time you’d seen his mood turn like this, a dark lust building in his eyes. They burned with the desire that heated you to your core. He was back on you before you realized, filling your already aching cunt with his quickly hardening cock, his voice several octaves lower cut right through you as he said over and over again ‘yes’, ‘mine’, ‘gonna mark you’, ‘all fucking mine’.

That was when he started lovingly mapping out the tattoos that adorn your skin now...

Read the rest on my AO3.