#fic: where the lovelight gleams

[becausebuckley]

where the lovelight gleams chapter 1: i'll be home for christmas | 5.5k

in which eddie and christopher arrive in winterberry glade.

yay holiday fic time!! this is written for @911countdowntochristmas day 5, soup!

Eddie leans back, tilts his head towards the sky, and closes his eyes. Was this a mistake? Was it stupid to think that they could do this, that they could have this, without any issues? Should he have known better? He just wanted a nice vacation for his son. That’s all. All he’s ever wanted was the best for Christopher. Suddenly, he hears something. The sound of a car, moving closer. Eddie opens his eyes and sees a bright red car coming towards them. It’s a pickup truck, one of those bulky ones with the big empty bed in the back. It’s gleaming red, clearly well-taken care of, and even has a green garland draped over the front. Eddie only has a second to wonder how safe that is before the car is pulling over just ahead of them.  A man gets out and walks towards Eddie, shrugging on a thick blue jacket as he moves. Eddie’s first thought is that he’s big. His second thought is that he’s beautiful. The man looks to be about Eddie’s age.  He’s all tall legs and broad shoulders, chest stretching out his jacket. His hair is short and curly and looks like it’s just begging for some snowflakes to get caught in it. He has a red mark on his eyebrow, probably a birthmark of some sort, kind blue eyes, and the nicest smile Eddie has ever seen. Yeah, he’s beautiful. He’s also talking, so maybe Eddie should stop thirsting and start listening.

read the full fic on ao3 here!

[suitsusboth]

where the love light gleams✨

chapter nine now available

[aftgficrec]

Staff Recs - Christmas/Winter Quickies 1: Families

Sweet and bitter: settle in for family-focused fluff, heavy angst, and everything in between. – AFTG Fic Rec Fam

previous christmas:

‘Identical’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘The Cousins’ series part 4 and ‘All I want for Christmas (is some peace)’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘Little Miracles’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘I’m going to make this place your home’ here (mary & neil) 

‘He Looks Just Like You’ here (neil has a twin)

‘Counting Stars’ series here (nerik & twins) 

‘It’s Not Family Without Love’ ch 7, 8 here (nicky & twins)

‘Absinthe makes the heart grow fonder’ here (twins)

‘Son of a Exy!’ part 17 here (andreil parenting)

‘First Christmas’ here (andreil parenting)

‘Where the Lovelight Gleams’ here (andreil parenting)

‘Andrew and Neil Family's Adventures’ part 14 here

‘tis the season to be folly’ (andreil & nerik), ‘christmas in a place called home,’ and ‘hard candy christmas’ (andreil, nicky & the twins) here

‘To Become An Angel (You Have To Die First)’ here (magic, andreil, nicky & the twins)

‘Rocking Around the Christmas Tree’ here (andreil, twins)

‘Under the Christmas lights’ (nerik & twins) here

‘lock away that winter of mine’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘A Snow Globe for Monsters’ here (harry potter, twins)

‘penchant’ here (andreil, betsy & the twins)

winter:

‘The architecture of flight’ here (harry potter, neil & nathan)

‘For He’s a Jolly Good Felon’ here (nicky & the twins)

‘Brother’s Best-Friend’ here (twins)

‘The Long Winter’ here (andreil, nicky & the twins)

‘the snow is melting’ here (time travel, dadmack, mary hartford)

Family of six, two cats and a dog by ThePureMonster [Rated T, 12352 Words, Complete, 2024]

Part 2 of Andreil’s Family, part 1 here (now complete)

A family fanfic that will consist of drabbles. Each new chapter will be a sketch from the life of Neil, Andrew and their children: the graduation of school, the first grade, the first vacation with the whole family, holidays and much more.

temporary tattoos, permanent partnership by poetic_ivy [Rated T, 2798 Words, Complete, AFTG Fall Exchange 2021]

“Andrew Joseph Minyard, what is that? Is that a ring? Is that a ring?”

NB: andreil, minyard & klose family focus, pov nerik’s son

AFTG Xmas Advent Calendar 2024 PSU Foxes by Fire_Bear [Collection, Rated G/T/M, Incomplete, AFTG Advent 2024]

Part 3: Dinner [G, 1613 Words] (kevin & neil, kevin & wymack) It's time for Kevin to meet his biological dad for the first time and he's freaking out. Part 7: Tree [T, 1803 Words] (twins) Aaron is stuck shopping for a Christmas tree with his brother.  Part 10: Family [G, 1420 Words) (kataaron, nerik, twins) Aaron and Katelyn are hosting their first ever family Christmas.

fucking definitely by djhedy [Rated T, 7954 Words, Complete, 2021]

Kevin pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose. Andrew, with his tiny wireframes, is always telling him to get glasses that stay up there. But Kevin’s been told the big tortoiseshell frames suit him. So there. He looks over to where Andrew is reading the back cover of something with distaste. He grunts. Kevin says, “What’s wrong with that one?” Andrew barely flicks his eyes up at him before reading, “Fairytale romance, for teens, there was only one bed, goblincore…” “Goblincore?” Kevin shakes his head. “What is literature coming to?” - Kevin and Andrew work at a bookshop. Jeremy and Neil visit more than they need to.

NB: this keremy fic is featured here because of excellent dadmack

Punk-ass Cookie Monster by KweenDay [Rated T, 5386 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2021, Locked]

Neil and Andrew have kinda-sorta-maybe hated each other since the eighth grade. Now they're fighting over who will write the graduation article for the school newspaper. There's only one solution - a bet! Whoever wins the cookie baking contest gets to write it and the other will suck it up and let it go. There are cookies. Team Twinyards VS Team Neil & Kevin. There's only one... closet. 🤭

Let's Build a Place Like Here by permanentchaos  [Rated T, 3753 Words, Complete, 2018]

Christmas is a waste of his time, of everyone's time really. Nicky's just about stubborn enough to disagree, Andrew's not quite ready to change his mind.

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: self harm, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction

Bury my memory in the snow by BrokenPineTree [Rated G, 738 Words, Complete, 2022]

“No winter lasts forever; no spring skips its turn.” -Hal Borland

tw: implied/referenced child abuse

kuddelmuddel by aconim [Rated T, 3435 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2022]

In which Aaron plots while remaining extremely oblivious, Andrew and Neil are just trying to live their lives, and Kevin knows too much. Featuring winter markets, hotel room plotting, and various failed schemes on Aaron's part.

AJMICKEY56's Fanfiction Palooza! by AJMICKEY56 [Rated G, Multifandom Collection, Complete, 2023]

Chapter 14: nicky centric fic mental health after Drake + twins helping

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: canonical character death, tw: intrusive thoughts, tw: depression

Christmas Tree Sprinkles by e_cat [Rated G, 1386 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange 2017]

In a world where Neil hides in Germany instead of Arizona, Andrew also moves to Germany, with Nicky, who is starting a coffee shop with Erik.

Photos of You by KittKatAttack [Rated G, 2807 Words, Complete, 2024]

Andrew has his picture taken and published in the school newspaper without his knowledge. He finds the culprit and gets them to stop but will that be the end of their interactions? Andrew seems to think so.

Season's Greetings by chronically_peach [Rated G, 2270 Words, Complete, 2022]

Andrew Minyard hates Christmas but he loves Neil Josten and Neil loves a stuffed fox he found at the mall. Despite his refusal to celebrate the holiday Andrew buys Neil the damn fox for Christmas.

All I Want For Christmas by exy_shmexy [Rated T, 5398 Words, Complete, 2024, Locked]

"Andrew was pretty sure that if he heard Mariah Carey’s voice one more time he would commit another felony." Or Andrew faces the horrors of going Christmas shopping right before Christmas.

Cold Feet, Warm Hearts by BelaBellissima [Rated T, 1362 Words, Complete, AFTG Winter Exchange 2018]

feat. twindyards bonding and Andreil dealing with the cold

bones of our chidhood by cave_canem [Rated T, 6263 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange 2017]

November 4th isn't a good day in the Minyard household, but it doesn't mean that it has to stay that way. Aaron, Andrew, and slowly mending their relationship (and their birthday).

a mother's love by Greenfallleaves [Rated T, 9259 Words, Complete, AFTG Then and Now 2023, Locked]

In the hell that was Neil's childhood, there were good moments too. Almost all of them included his mother. Mary cared about her boy. Or 5 relatively peaceful moments from Neil's childhood.

tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced abuse

December 10th by GhostOfNoah [Rated T, 876 Words, Complete, 2017]

a nightmare of Christmas past wakes Neil in the middle of the night

tw: implied/referenced child abuse

Dear Santa, from AJM by neil-drew-kev (PharmaceuticalLoser) [Rated M, 2345 Words, Complete, 2024]

Andrew writing letters to Santa from the ages of 5-20.

tw: self harm, tw: blood, tw: suicidal thoughts, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: violence

Merry Christmas, Mr. Minyard by IKnowWhoYouAre_Damianos [Rated G, 3024 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2023]

Andrew's nieces want to know how he and Neil got together. He's more than okay with telling them about one of the best days of his life.

Firsts by AgapantoBlu [Rated G, 2574 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange Winter 2017, Locked]

The first time Nicky kisses Erik, it’s their third kiss, it’s on Christmas Eve, under a mistletoe twig, and he’s crying. A few of Nicky's firsts through his life.

tw: suicidal ideation, tw: religious trauma, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: vomit, tw: depression

Gotta Give It Up by mharris [Rated G, 4725 Words, Complete, 2018]

Andrew's feelings about Christmas and his relationship with his family through it. - Andrew assumed Nicky thought that they were one Lifetime Christmas movie away from being a normal family if only he could set the scene right. Andrew had watched Nicky try and try again for half a dozen years now to find the right formula to make them all love each other in a Hallmark Card sort of way. Nicky hadn’t yet realized Hallmark didn’t make cards for drug addicts and abuse survivors

tw: implied/referenced drug addiction, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon

A Sad Christmas by Pryde_of_kittens [Rated G, 1271 Words, Complete, 2019]

Erik dies, and Nicky is not okay. But at least he isn’t alone.

tw: major character death

Finders Keepers by minyardlovebot [Rated G, 2313 Words, Complete, 2022, Locked]

Some would call it tedious, monotonous, slow paced. Andrew just calls it living. For once in his life he’s just living. And it’s not happy, it’s not glorious or joyful, but it’s so much more than he ever thought he’d have. He’s still getting used to it.

Reconcile. by OddlyBookish [Not Rated 4045 Words, Complete, 2019]

Aaron and Neil try to reconcile their friendship while Andrew tries to intervene.

tw: drug addiction, tw: violence, tw: blood

Socks for Christmas by HalfpintPeach [Rated G, 1676 Words, Complete, 2024]

On a last-minute shopping trip, Neil needs help figuring out Andrew's shoe size.

Ghosts of Past and Present by sunrise_and_death [Rated T, 1200 Words, Complete, AFTG Winter Exchange 2018, Locked]

Nicky wants all the magic of Christmas. Aaron wants a real Christmas. Andrew wants nothing at all.

It’s the Most Wonderful Time of the Year by Whoops_heck [Not Rated, 2698 Words, Incomplete (but can be read as a one shot), 2018]

Neil Josten has a complicated relationship with Christmas.

tw: attempted csa, tw: child abuse, tw: panic attacks, tw: violence, tw: canonical character death

Thirteen Christmases of Andrew Joseph Minyard by notamisfitjustafreak [Rated M, 100 Words, Complete, 2017]

Andrew's first Christmas was with his mother who held him as she painted the snow red.

tw: major character death, tw: suicide, tw: implied referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon

You've gone soft by @higgins5 [Tumblr, 2017]

Aaron wondered how their lives managed to turn out like this, something calm and filled with love. 

Andrew and Aaron in matching outfits by @storyalchemist [Tumblr Fic, 2019]

Nicky making a massive production out of holidays hc by @waestlandbaby [Tumblr, 2018]

moriyama family

all hail king killmonger by okayantigone [Rated M, 1442 Words, Complete, 2017, Locked]

…Riko becomes the heir apparent to the Moriyama empire, and gets everything he has ever wanted. Kevin's hand and future are saved. Everything changes.

tw: implied/referenced suicide

NB: this is tagged kevin/riko but it could be tagged as kevin & riko. It’s mainly kengo & riko.

They Say Tomorrow's Never Promised by auxprouvaires [Rated T/E, Collection, Incomplete, AFTG Advent Calendar 2024]

Thirty-one, 300 word Ichirou Moriyama centric mini-fics. Chapter 1: 'you should never have come here' - Ichirou & Riko ichirou moriyama & riko moriyama, universe: canon divergent, theme: winter, theme: families, theme: angst Chapter 2: 'you were just a child' - Kengo & Ichirou

winter

I feel the future looming and the tide of time subsuming and you by Silveriss [Rated G, 600 Words, Complete, 2016]

Part 1 of TFC Fantasy AU

It's a crisp day caught between winter and spring. The plateau shivers, drawing out long gasps in the breeze. Over the sleeping rocks the plains drop to give way to the valley, a haven far away from Palmetto or Nicky's parents. The future is looming, but time slows down on top of the windswept plateau.

happy birthday, by the way series by pipedreamparrish [Rated T, Collection, 2 complete works, Updated 2021]

Part 1: we'll take it slow (and grow as we go) [2755 Words] It is Aaron Minyard’s 14th birthday and he has just found out that he has a brother - a twin brother, an identical twin brother, who looks exactly like him and might just understand him, too. Maybe once he meets this brother of his, then they can celebrate their birthdays together. Maybe they can give each other presents, and eat cake, and blow out the candles using the combined forces of their breath. Maybe, maybe, maybe. (Andrew Doe spends his birthday choking down cake that Cas got him, trying to hide the fresh marks on his arm, and thinking about the best way to keep his mysterious brother as far away from him as possible) (or: the Twinyards's birthday's through the ages, featuring very ugly ties, large sugar intakes, and lots of growth and healing)

tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced csa, tw: implied/referenced child abuse and neglect, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction

Part 2: many stories have i told (but true dreams never die) [5099 Words] January 19, 1998 - Nathaniel Wesninski is 10 years old and he does not know it yet, but this will be the last birthday he ever spends in the house he has lived in for his entire life. January 19, 2021 - Neil smiles viciously, and when he catches a glimpse of his face in the plexiglass, he doesn’t see his father at all. (Or: Neil's time on the run vs now, told through birthdays real and fake. Feat: Kevin finally going skiing, Neil really loving exy, and finding your home)

tw: child abuse, tw: implied/referenced torture, tw: implied/referenced murder, tw: blood/gore

he's the giggle at a funeral by manya [Rated T, 4418 Words, Complete, AFTG Exchange, Winter, 2018]

“Ooooooh.” Nicky said, eyes suddenly bright and interested. “A boy? A boy you like?” “I literally cannot stand anything he does.” Andrew is quick to correct. “It won’t work, anyway. He thinks I’m a freak.” “Well, first impressions have never been your forte.” Aaron said snidely, obviously thinking of their own disastrous first meeting. “And how the fuck was inviting him to watch your mother’s cremation supposed to disprove that first impression?” “Our mother’s cremation ceremony.”

rosy cheeks & auburn curls by allforthegayz [Not Rated, 3446 Words, Complete, 2021]

There were some things he didn’t mind, the colder it got, the more layers people wore and questions about his long sleeves became fewer, the special hot chocolate bee buys around this season, people slipping on ice and falling on their asses. He also doesn’t mind when the freezing temperatures mean a certain blue-eyed boy starts wearing outrageously oversized grandpa sweaters passed down from his uncle.

tw: implied/referenced child abuse, tw: implied/referenced self harm, tw: implied/referenced drug addiction

The Art of Surviving the Holidays by adaintywomanofmystery [Rated T, 3231 Words, Complete, Andreil Week 2019, Locked]

Andrew hates Thanksgiving and refuses to participate, knowing it’s only going to end in disaster. Neil seems to think otherwise, and with a very persistent Nicky on their case, how can he

tw: implied/referenced rape/noncon

This is our beginning by queenofseventeen [Rated T, 6483 Words, Complete, 2019]

In a world where having magic can get you killed by the church Andrew, his brother and his cousin have fled the country but winter has come and with the cold come extra responsibilities. Like using enough magic to keep your plants alive that you could die or a small arctic fox bleeding out in the snow near your house. In which they almost die but they always go on.

tw: blood

Art

the twins have a nice christmas art by @aymmidumps

I never thought I’d have this art by @strokeofinspiration

Andreil featuring Nicky with a mistletoe. art by @eeriethacus

andreil domestic soft winter with kids art by @foxhole-court-girl

Andreil Christmas ft Milo art by @allfortheslay25 (more art and hcs here)

Neil with Andrew and Aaron and their Christmas tree art by @teomoy

Meeting Aaron and Katelyn’s daughter Part 1 Uncle Andrew | Part 2 Andreil art by @gremlinddrawss

Wymack and Kevin’s first Christmas art by @jojen-hewitt

Mistletoe series (families) by @emry-stars-art: andrew & oc son arlo  | sir & king  |  twinyards hug  |  twins & nicky 

[vanmarkus]

Wintery Fic Recs ❄️

I was tagged by the lovely @jesuisici33 thank you 💛

I don't actually reread fics to get into the Christmas spirit, so I thought I'd just give you some of the christmassy fics from my bookmarks. (Mind you, there might be some surprising ships in there lmao)

where the lovelight gleams by ohmyloki [mattfoggy, 1.8k, Teen + Up]

Matt wrinkles his nose.

“Is that—mistletoe?” He asks.

Foggy looks up, and then around.

“Wow. That is indeed mistletoe… and it is pretty much everywhere.”

Of Blizzards, Coffee, and Jackets by chasing_the_sterek [spideypool, 1.9k, Teen + Up]

Peter didn't expect agreeing to borrow Deadpool's jacket would lead to his secret identity being found out. Although maybe he should've considered the repercussions before he wore it outside. In civilian clothes.

Mistletoe Hung by potatoes_tomatoes [baffy, 2.6k, Gen]

Every year, Bugs hangs up a bundle of mistletoe outside his burrow for kicks. He watches passerby couples, warmly greets his friends (and foes), and bids everyone a friendly kiss goodbye. As time goes on, the mistletoe on his tree becomes infamous, and everyone plays into the harmless tradition.

Everyone, except Daffy.

something slightly resembling gumption by harmonictechnicality [steddie + ronance, 48.2k, Mature]

Eddie Munson needs to get out of New York City for the holidays. Nancy Wheeler, LA online news reporter, desperately needs to be in New York City to experience her ultimate Manhattan bucket list adventure in time for the festive season. So they do the only logical thing (by romantic comedy standards) that two single people can do...

... They swap homes for one week.

❄️and absolute no pressure tagging to share their fave wintery fics: @malewifediaz @spagheddiediaz @daffi-990 @thewolvesof1998 @jamespearce9-1-1 @jeeyuns and anyone who wants to share, consider yourselves tagged by me 💛

[ink-through-her-veins]

Merthur Christmas fic for those needing some holiday cheer, and Hunith threatening Arthur with a rolling pin! 🎄🤣🎁

[streakyglasses]

I am itching for a fic of their first Christmas in their new apartment, just the two of them, stockings, breakfast etc.

I grew up in a toxic household similar to the way Streets character did (probs why he’s my comfort character) and my first Christmas with my now husband was super lowkey and really special 🥹 making the most of magic for our kids now.

hi, doll!

first, i'm sorry to hear that about your childhood, but yay for an amazing husband and being able to have wonderful christmas memories now, especially for/with your kids. that's so heartwarming 🥺❤️

so, i did misread this in that it's chris and street's first christmas, but not the first christmas after they've moved in together. but the majority takes place just the two of them at her apartment! i hope it captures all the cozy intimacy and fluffy holiday vibes that your first christmas with your husband had ❤️

where the lovelight gleams is on ao3 and ffn now!

[daintyduck99]

'tis the damn season (write this down)

For your consideration: some JatP Christmas fics

Summaries included below, check AO3 tags for more information

where the lovelight gleams by @bananakarenina

Julie Molina, one of the biggest popstars on the planet, is spending the month of December in New York City to promote her new Christmas album and a huge Christmas Eve concert at Madison Square Garden. Her team has hired her a personal driver for the whole month--Reggie Peters. Julie's struggling with losing her creativity and passion, while Reggie is struggling with just trying to make rent in the big city; he hasn't been really creative in years. Can the two of them find their way back to music before Christmas comes? What else will they find along the way? (Love. Obviously the answer is love.)

you could call me 'babe' for the weekend by @locketletters

“Look, there's no way my parents are going to buy the fact that you’re my boyfriend.” Luke crosses his arms, brows furrowing, “What’s that supposed to mean?” in which luke goes home with alex for he holidays as a pretend boyfriend, and leaves with him as a real one.

Not Found Under the Tree by @breakaway71

There's only one thing Julie wants for Christmas.

Haunted Holidays by @invisibleraven

JatP Advent ficlets 2023!

Our Luxury (A Love Like Stars) by @psyduckappears, @daintyduck99

“So, I bought a ring,” Luke says, casual in the way that usually Reggie would realize is nowhere near casual and much closer to freaking out, but he’s a little busy choking to death on his lunch.

not the last unknown by @bananakarenina

It's Christmas Eve, and the Molina family goes to church. This year they have a couple tagalongs.

Joy To The World by @wishfulstargazer

"Christmas in LA is free of snow, but not of spirit. In fact, between the lit up palm trees, the shop displays everywhere, Feliz Navidad playing on every radio station, and a host of Christmas music and decorations all over Los Feliz high school, Christmas is pretty much unavoidable. It all grates on her nerves. Christmas without Rose Molina is unthinkable. Almost as unthinkable as music without Rose Molina." Can a well meaning trio of ghost boys bring back Julie's Christmas spirit and help her reclaim her music?

From the Heart by @breakaway71

Reggie gives Julie a gift, but she is not the only one to have some feelings about it.

Hallelujah, Everybody Say Cheese (Merry Christmas From The Family) by @a-tomb-with-a-view

Reggie sighs and turns in Luke’s arms to face him. Luke leans forward to kiss Reggie’s nose, his smile playful even if his eyes are huge and full of concern. God but Reggie loves him. “I’m not going home for Christmas,” he admits eventually. “I don’t know what I’m doing, but… but not that.” Luke frowns, and kisses Reggie’s forehead instead this time, having to lean up on tiptoes to do so. “Why don’t you come over to ours?”

Phantom Carols by @invisibleraven

Fills for the JatP Advent Event 2022!

Kiss Me Under the Missile Toad by @wr0temyway0ut

“Woah, little dude,” Willie says as he lowers Carlos to his feet. “You gotta be careful up there. What were you even doing?” Carlos gives Willie a proud grin and thrusts something into their hands. “I’m hanging the missile toads!”

why do i care how much it may storm (i’ve got my love to keep me warm) by @tillstarscollided

There is something special about nighttime snowfall, how it’s quiet and almost eerie with only the lights from the porch to show it, but how that also means you can watch it collect and sparkle in a controlled section of light instead of being blinded by the sun reflecting off the entire landscape of white. There had been snow on the ground already, slowly melting, but this new batch was evening it out, covering up the mud and sludge with a new blank canvas that Reggie really wanted to just go and mess up with snowmen and snow angels, as the ones he had already made disappeared, but it was 1 am and he should be cuddling in bed with his partners, and he has bad impulse control but not that bad of impulse control. or: Reggie’s partners bring him to New York to see the snow, and he hasn’t stopped staring since.

a lonely boy on christmas by @nuandia

Alex doesn’t really think twice. He takes the tangerines and a wrapped sandwich and a bottle of water out of his shopping bag and offers them to him. The boy looks up, startled. His face guarded, his posture tense before he blinks at Alex and then relaxes. He smiles a tentative smile and slowly reaches for the offered groceries. But his eyes are sparkling, making the breath in Alex’s throat catch.  Or, everybody's lonely on Christmas Eve. Or well, maybe not.

Of Hearts Borrowed And Blue by @daintyduck99

“Some vacation,” Julie mutters, shedding the duvet and reaching for the coffee maker.  She still doesn’t know why everyone was so convinced that a change of scenery would do her good—it’s not like Julie can outrun Christmas. Caleb apparently also forgot to mention that everyone in this town is obsessed with the holiday, which isn’t all that different from the current atmosphere at Molina Family Photography.  If anything, Julie’s even more of a grinch here that she would be back home, because she stuffed all of her grief into a battered suitcase, and she can’t just pull it out for every single stranger trying to get her into the Christmas spirit.

[kanthonyficrecs]

Featured Fic (Modern AU)

where the love light gleams by suitsusboth Rating: M Summary: Overwhelmed by her job and getting sick of the city life, Kate Sharma decides to make a impulsive trip upstate in the dead of night. Perhaps not her wisest plan considering it soon got to 1am, it had started to snow, and she had no place to stay…Luckily for her this cute guy emerges in her time of need and offers her a place to stay. Did she mention he lives on a Christmas Tree farm? lovelight farms au

[ao3feed-kathony]

last christmas (i gave you my heart)

read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52254235 by suitsusboth Anthony never believed in love at first sight. It was a myth, he thought, despite his parents being the undeniable proof that it did happen and it did exist. He always thought they were just one of the lucky ones though. He never thought it would happen to him, and on the unlikeliest of days too. OR Anthony's POV of the events in 'where the love light gleams' Words: 9456, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English Series: Part 2 of lovelights Fandoms: Bridgerton (TV), Bridgerton Series - Julia Quinn Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Categories: F/M Characters: Anthony Bridgerton, Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma Relationships: Anthony Bridgerton/Kate Sheffield | Kate Sharma Additional Tags: a little sad a little sweet, Anthony needs a hug, there's a dog named eggnog, Christmas fic, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Anthony's pov, small town read it on AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52254235

[devilrosola]

7, 16, 26 for the fic writers ask thing :)

7) A fic of yours you think is underrated?

Where the Lovelight Gleams a Hallmark Christmas fic with a wholesome crack pairing of Hinahoho and Razol of the Fanalis since Hina's boys have been trying to get their dad remarried so they can have more siblings :3

16) What are you favorite characters to write?

🤔 It's hard to narrow it down. I started out primarily with Sinbad with a few side favs, but now Ja'far and Kouen esp together give me more brainrot. But really, the characters together is the best, like putting in quips from Muu or Masrur's inner dialogue.

26) What fic are you proudest of?

I have to say Princess of Balbadd for a completed novel-length fic that has character growth for the reader in three arcs and I love how things came together for it!

[becausebuckley]

where the lovelight gleams chapter 4: you can count on me | 3.5k

in which there's a fireplace, a store, and a sled.

a fireplace in winterberry glade for @911countdowntochristmas day 14 <3

Okay, so this isn’t ideal. Eddie sighs and sinks deeper into the couch. He’s back at the inn after a lovely dinner with Bobby and the others. It’s past midnight, everyone else long gone to bed, but Eddie can’t sleep. He’s in the Wilsons’ living room, staring at the smouldering fire he put out a while ago. He’d been hoping that extinguishing it would help him get in the mood to go to bed, but so far, no luck. He’s still here, still wide awake, and still very much overthinking. This wasn’t supposed to happen. Eddie wasn’t supposed to fall for anyone here.

read the full chapter on ao3 here!

[suitsusboth]

where the love light gleams✨

chapter ten now available

[icecubelotr44]

“No, stop!” (Whumptober 2018 Day 4)

For @la-vie-en-whump‘s Whumptober 2018 prompts.

All prompts from last and this year: HERE Previous Days: Stabbed | Bloody Hands | Insomnia |

“You’re sitting at our house, in our home, watching Alice.  She’s sick so she won’t do much more than sleep; what do you think is going to happen?”  Killian laughed under his breath as Liam leveled him with a baleful look before checking the safety on his weapon once more.

“I’ll not have anything happen under my watch, little brother,” Liam explained anyway, tucking the gun behind a papier-mâché heart that Alice had made for them in kindergarten.  “You two go, enjoy your anniversary.  Alice will be in safe hands with me.”

Killian smiled easily, wrapping an arm around Emma’s shoulders before dropping a kiss to the crown of her head.  “We know, Liam.  We’ll be back early.”

“Go!” he ordered, shaking his head vehemently.  “Stay out late.  Like you said, she’ll probably sleep most of the evening and your other little monster is running amok at the Nolans’.  How often do you two get an entire night to yourselves?  I’ll sleep upstairs if it gets too late.”

“Go, Papa!” Alice’s voice croaked from the doorway behind them. “I wanna stay with Uncle Liam.  He lets me stay up late!”

Killian turned with a mock scowl as Liam sputtered good-naturedly. “He does, does he, Starfish?”

Alice nodded unabashedly, her cheeks pink with fever and her bright eyes already drooping with fatigue.  “And we made s’mores last time!”

“Alice Jones!” Liam chided with more than a hint of laughter in his words.  “You promised that was a secret!”

Alice giggled, her hands clapping over her mouth comically. Killian swooped in, picking her up and settling her on his hip.  She was getting far too big for him to do this still, but he was loathe to give it up.

He would always think of her as his baby girl, even after she was long grown and her brother was, too.

“All right, little luv,” Killian mumbled into her untamed hair – it smelled like strawberries.  “You be good for Uncle Liam, all right?”

“Yes, Papa,” she intoned dutifully, her eyes serious as she stared into his.  She then spoiled it by leaning in to give him a kiss and blowing a raspberry into his cheek instead.

Emma laughed, leaning in to brush a kiss over Alice’s forehead before Killian transferred her to Liam’s arms.  She snuggled in automatically.

“We’ll see you in the morning, all right?” Emma asked their daughter, settling a shawl around her shoulders and checking her clutch for her phone.

“Okay, Mama!”

If Killian had known what they were going to come home to, he never would have left that moment.

True to prediction, Alice hadn’t lasted much more than an hour after her parents left for their evening out.  Liam had put her to bed with her beloved – if a bit ratty now – stuffed rabbit, standing at her door to watch her sleep long after she’d drifted off. He marveled at it sometimes – the ease with which Killian had fallen into father and he into uncle.  Their world was a dangerous one, there had been far too many close calls in the not so distant past, but they could make it safer so that Alice wouldn’t know the same fear they had growing up.

Eventually, he’d made his way to the living room, checking the locks on every window and double checking that the alarm was set on his way. Alice wasn’t the only one who was tired. He had been working overtime the last couple weeks to make sure that JR Solutions’ books were in order to keep them in the black for the next quarter.  That many numbers almost made him wish he was still in the field with Killian.

Almost.

He wasn’t sure when he’d fallen asleep, thoughts of making his way up to ‘his’ bedroom across from Alice’s the last thing he remembered. But one loud crash upstairs had him up and sprinting for the stairs in an instant.  He’d thought that maybe Alice had fallen out of bed or tripped over one of her toys on the way to the bathroom.  But that thought flew out the window when more crashes and Alice’s muffled shouting reached his ears.

Something was terribly wrong.

Liam didn’t have time to think, he only reacted, throwing himself at the first man he set eyes on.  They both crashed to the floor amidst a pile of pillows, blankets, and stuffed toys.  Alice’s bunny stared Liam in the face accusingly, but he didn’t have a moment to think about it before rolling and trying to incapacitate the bastard in his niece’s room.

There were four more of them.

“Alice!” he cried out, slamming the man’s head into the floor and stepping over his unconscious body as he propelled himself forward into the next man.  He could hear his niece struggling, yelling through what might have been someone’s hand, but he couldn’t see her.  Couldn’t get to her.  Couldn’t-

Someone behind him shouted, a guttural yell of pain that he hadn’t caused and he whirled around to see one of the bastards shaking his hand and Alice’s pajama-clad backside scampering down the hall.

Good girl.

With Alice running free from the room, Liam could concentrate solely on keeping the rest of the men away from her.  His little love was smart; she’d call her parents, Uncle Will, and then the police if she had time.  Liam just had to keep these assholes away long enough to give her time.

That started with following the bastard who’d chased her out of the room.  Liam flew down the hall, following in his footsteps and tackling him into a wall amidst a cascade of falling picture frames.  Alice and her brother’s school photos littered the floor around him as he fell, landing punches and trying to get his hands around the man’s neck so he could snap it.  There were still two more men; he didn’t have time to-

BANG!

The sound came out of nowhere, startling Liam into a full stop just as he’d knelt to full height, intent on wrapping a discarded scarf – Emma’s, he was sure – around his assailant’s neck.  The sound was as foreign as it was familiar, not belonging in this house.  Never in this house.  Here where it was supposed to be safe; where Alice was allowed to grow and play and learn without worrying about exit strategies and contingency plans.

Someone had shot off a weapon.

Liam looked around wildly, cold seeping into his very being as he searched frantically to make sure that Alice was still safe.

She was nowhere to be seen.

There was, however, another of Liam’s targets standing at the top of the stairs with a satisfied grin on his face and a – literally – smoking gun in his hand.

What?

It hit him all at once, time speeding up as the man beneath his knees shoved Liam aside easily and kicked him as he fell bonelessly to the hardwood floor.  Fire blossomed hot and agonizingly in his chest, sending stabbing pains outward like they were searching for better targets.  He could imagine heated tendrils racing along his veins and encompassing him fully even as he struggled back to his hands and knees.  Alice still needed him; he couldn’t give in now.

Alice!  Where was Alice?  Was she safe? Had she gotten a call out?  Was she-

No.  No, they wouldn’t have gone to all this trouble if she was-

And then he saw her, half hidden under a tablecloth at the end of the hallway, shaking and rocking, her wide eyes locked on his. She’d seen him get-

He needed to move.  Liam needed to get up and get between her and the bastards intent on taking her.  He needed to protect her until he no longer had breath to do so.

But his needs and his body’s demands didn’t – couldn’t – agree, and Liam found himself collapsed in a heap in his brother’s hallway once more, the fire being erased alarmingly quickly by full body shivers and pervasive cold.  His limbs refused to listen to his commands to push, to lever him up, to give himself over to instinct and just keep going.

BANG!

Liam’s eyes shot open, unsure of when they’d closed, but he was no more able to get up than he had been a moment ago and now the scene in front of him had-

God, he hoped he’d drifted into a nightmare.

Alice, his brave little niece, was standing in the hallway now, her feet set apart and square, a look of pure determination that was definitely a Jones family trait in her eyes.  And her arms raised, one of Killian’s guns steady in her little hands, pointed at the man lying dead on the floor next to Liam.

“Alice,” he croaked, his voice painfully weak. “Run!”

Alice shook her head ‘no’, determination fueling her as she pointed the weapon behind him.

A second too late.

Liam felt the barrel of the gun pushed against his temple and begged her again to put the gun down and flee.

“Now, now, now, girlie,” the bastard admonished.  “Put that down before you hurt someone else.”

“I’ll shoot you!” she cried, shuffling her feet to adjust her aim.  “My Papa taught me how.”

The man laughed and Liam’s heart sunk.  He could feel the beats slowing, the warmth of the blood pooling under his chest increasing even as he felt the chill taking over.  He didn’t have long.

“If you shoot me, I’ll shoot your uncle first.  Do you want to kill your Uncle Liam, Alice?”

You bastard! Liam thought furiously, trying to muster the strength to move.

Alice shook her head, the point of the gun faltering slightly. “Don’t hurt him,” she begged.

Oh, honey, I’m already gone, Liam thought sadly, wanting to do anything to erase that tone of voice from his memory.

“Give me a reason not to,” the man taunted, cocking the pistol in Liam’s ear and making Alice take a step forward.

“No, stop!” she shouted, one hand falling away from the gun and raising in supplication.  “What if… what if I come with you?”

“Alice, no!” Liam whispered, too far gone now to shout. She couldn’t… not for him. Not when it wouldn’t matter in a few minutes anyway.

But Alice ignored him, still speaking to the man who would be her kidnapper.  “What if you leave him alone and I come with you?  I heard you; you were looking for me.  I’ll come with you and you leave him alone.”

Tears coursed down Liam’s cheeks and he didn’t have the strength to stop them.  He wasn’t worth this.

“I’ll leave him alone. You just put down the gun, Alice, and we’ll go-”

“No!” Alice shouted, both hands back on the gun now.  “If I put it down, you’ll just kill him now.  I’ll give you the gun when we’re outside.”

God, no!  Alice, please… please.

“Smart girl,” the man crooned.  “All right. We’ll go, before your daddy gets here and ruins the fun.  But if you try anything, we’ll come back and we’ll take your uncle apart piece by piece. Deal?”

Alice glared at the man, but then let her gaze flit down to Liam where he lay on his belly on the floor. He shook his head ‘no’, begging her to run, to shoot, to do anything but go with these men.

“Deal.”

Liam couldn’t do anything but watch as she marched past the men, gun trained on each of them as she passed. She knelt down next to him and patted him gently on the head before leaning down and kissing his forehead much like he’d done earlier that night when he’d put her to bed.  “I love you, Unca Liam,” she whispered, falling back on the old utterance of his name that she’d grown out of.

He wanted to tell her he loved her, too.  He wanted to tell her he was sorry.  He wanted to protect her.

He’d give up his life to protect her.

But he couldn’t even do that, left bleeding out on the hallway floor, his face pressed against a picture of Alice, Killian, and Liam all with gaudy Christmas bows stuck to their foreheads.  Liam had attached his brother’s with superglue.

It was the last thing he saw before the darkness claimed him, cold and alone in an empty house – his family’s home.

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where the lovelight gleams

where the lovelight gleams by mercutionotromeo

The Reykjavik airport is the last place Harry Styles expects to find himself on Christmas Eve. And yet, at 4 PM on the evening of December 24th, that’s exactly where he is.

As it stands, he should be home with his family right now, making mince pies and singing too loudly to Mariah’s Christmas album. Instead, he’s standing just outside of baggage claim, staring at the three feet of snow piled against the glass windows of the airport.

Or: a snowed-in Harry meets the perfect stranger in Louis on Christmas Eve.

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where the lovelight gleams

by moondances

It’s just that he’s so pretty, is all, and Harry’s allowed to dream. He’s not proper dated anyone in years, hasn’t even slept with anyone in months. And he’s got this problem, kind of, where he can’t really stop himself from absolutely falling arse over tit in love with any pretty boy he sees, and Tiny is pretty. Like, pathetically pretty, and Harry’s fucked. He’ll probably never see him again in his life.

They are nearing the front of the line quickly, quicker than Harry would like if not for the sole reason that he’s hardly uttered a word. He looks like a damn fool, and he knows it. It’s just that if he opens his mouth, he’ll stutter over every word, or he’ll say something stupid, and like. Silence is better than that, right?

-

Or, the one where Louis is an elf called Tiny who works in the Christmas Village, Gemma has a daughter called Eve, and Harry is as soft as melted butter.

Words: 12079, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English

Fandoms: One Direction (Band)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings

Categories: M/M

Characters: Harry Styles, Louis Tomlinson, Niall Horan, Zayn Malik, Liam Payne, Gemma Styles

Relationships: Harry Styles/Louis Tomlinson, Zayn Malik/Liam Payne

Additional Tags: this is 12k of self indulgent christmas fic, ziam are a thing but they're not mentioned much, Niall is a Good Friend, nick is Here but like.... he's mentioned briefly once, Mutual Pining, Fluff, Fluff and Smut, light smut??? drunk blowjobs???, Recreational Drug Use, ???? i dont know, Kid Fic, in a sense because it's harry's niece not harry or louis' kid

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Where the Lovelight Gleams by @trenchcoatsandtimetravel 

[Childhood Friends, 25 703 words, Teen And Up Audiences]

Summary:

Firefighter Steve and Sci-fi writer Bucky get thrown together when Bucky's apartment burns down after Thanksgiving, featuring long lost childhood friends, Jewish Bucky, Alpine, and lots of mutual pining.

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